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AMUSEMENTS THIS EVENING. GRAND OPERA-HOUSE—Madisou Square Company in “Esmeralda.” ENGLISH’S OPERA-HOUSE—Anthony & Ellis's Company in “ Uncle Tom's Cabin.” PARK THEATER—The Loyal Specialty Company. THE DAILY JOURNAL 15Y JNO. C. NEW A SON. - For Rates of Subscription, etc., see Sixth Pace. SATURDAY, OCTOBER 13, 1883. WITH EXTRA SHEET. THE INDIANAPOLIS JOURNAL Can be fonnd at the following places: LONDON —American Exchange in Kuropo, H9Strand. PARlS—American Exchange in Paris, 35 Boulevard dee Capucines. NEW YORK—Fifth Avenue and Windsor Hotels, WASHINGTON. D. C.—Brentano’s 1,015 Pennsylvania avenue. CHICAGO—PaImer House. CINCINNATI—J. C. HawloyACo., 154 Vine street. LOUISVILLE—O. T. Hearing, northwest cornor Third and Jeffersor. s'teem. BT. LOUlS—Union News Company, Union Depot. GO TO THE ANT. Whatever may be said of some of Solomon’s writings, his proverbs are excellent, and full of wisdom. His eulogy of the thrifty foresight of the ant is familiar to all; she “provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest.” There is no occasion to preach from this text, but its application should be made by all. Winter is impending, the year’s harvest is nearly at an end. He is wise, indeed, who makes provision against the needs of the future, and who, while the weather is still mild, lays up stores necessary for the days and nights that freeze. There is nothing half so comforting when the first snow fills the chilly air and banks up against the fence and piles up on the window-ledge as the knowiedge that it can rain and snow and sleet, and thaw and freeze and bluster as it may, the coal-bin has enough to keep out the cold, and the wood-shed is bursting with the best that the forest affords. Now is the time to do it, with the weather still pleasant anckthe way open. Let the bin be filled to overflowing, the scuttle battened down and all made snug. You will feel better all day and sleep better at night. And don’t forget the good things that make cheer upon the midwinter table. A little extra exertion now will sto|bk up the larder with apples, potatoes and other substantial that gladden the heart and make fat the body of the happy possessor. A bird in the hand is preferable to two or more hopelessly at large. The husband and father who has forestalled the rigors and inconveniences of winter by laying up adequate store, can look his wife and babes square in the face and feel no fear or shame. All is well. The latter will be kept snug and warm and all will be well fed, and consequently happy. A hungry stomach that speaks its longings through pleading eyes, or bodies pinched and blue with cold, are not pleasant to contemplate, and are apt to make discord in the melody of a man’s dreams. A prudent man foreseeth the evil and hideth himself—that is, he takes refuge behind a sure fortress that will turn back the enemy of comfort and good cheer. The air is full of warning. The leaves are turning and falling and swirling in the premonitory breezes that portend cold and frost and snow. Many are now busy getting needed material stored for the storm that is coming down every day. He who loves his own will not be neglectful of them, and will not see them suffer on account of his forgetfulness or improvidence. The grate in the family room will look very cheerful with a roaring fire in it, and the base-burner will be radiant with a steady glow behind Us mica panels. But there must be coal for them. A hot, smoking mid-winter dinner will be delightful. Don’t forget the wood and coke for the kitchen. Fruit will give additional zest to the winter night’s comforts, and native nuts will make very palatable dessert. All these things may be provided in season, and once secured, discontent and uncertainty will have no foothold. It is folly to say they cannot be afforded. They will have to be bought sooner or later, and purchased now in quantity to suffice, they will cost less in money and infinitely less in trouble. CLIMATIC CHANGES The great rain of Thursday evening came too late to be regarded as the typical equiljpctial storm; it was simply a fall rain, an October storm. Ordinarily we look at this •eason for Indian summer. But it is not with us, for there have not been the great frosts that must of necessity precede it. Practically, Indian summer is the season of dry days and mellow sunshine, following the “squaw winter," whose frosts have turned the green forests into the sere and yellow leaf, and dried and prepared the corn for moonlight huskings. It is the season for gathering nuts, making fall visits to country relations, going a-hunting and camping out. The old Puritans first discovered Indian Bummer. It was unknown to England and the low countries of Europe. They had gathered their eight-rowed King Phillip’s corn, kicked the snow of squaw winter ofif their long-topped boots, piled up their wood and made ready for winter in early October, when came along a savage deity unknown and unexpected, but warniljwwelcomed. “For past the yellow regiments of oorn There came an Indian maiden, autumn born; And June returned and held her tty the hand, And led Time’s smiling Kulh through all the land.’’ The legend is that they atonce made ready for planting, and declared this a goodly land with no winter, but only a thin slice of English autumn sandwiched between two

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summers, and so, in their jov, decreed Thanksgiving, when Boreas and Euroclydon did open on them, and the real winter set in. Their gratitude did not freeze out, but lasted as Thanksgiving day to the present generation. But ( meteorologically, as well as poetically, the Indian summer of New England and the wooded region of the Mississippi valley, are things of the past. The Indian ; summer was due to the immense forests, j whose trees acted as great pumps, supplying the air with moisture from the earth. When these pumps are destroyed by the autumnal frosts, the air over great inland areas is left void of moisture and the rainless and hazy Indian summer was the result. But with the forests replaced with stubble fields, which exhale little water, the humidity of the atmosphere is notably diminished, and, doubtless, enough so to modify the normal autumnal climate of a great agricultural area as compared with the same area under the influence of the primeval and universal forest. It is not probable that the means or extremes of temperature, the periods of the seasons or the annual amount and distribution of precipitation and evaporation in any country whose | annals are known have undergone any fun- ! damental change daring the historical period. The memory of the “oldest inhabitant” is poor authority in meteorology, and the thermometer and barometer have been in general use less than a century. There is little doubt, however, that Indian summer, which is only the continuous warm, dry, hazy, mellow season following the great October frosts, is not so long or uniform as before the clearing of the forests. It is an illustration of the effect of the intelligence and purpose of man acting as a telluric agent. The country is now quickly drained by artificial means;, the ground water has retreated and wells are made deeper to get a water supply. The types of disease have been modified as the relative humidity of air and soil lias changed, and the Indian summer is not what it was in earlier times. LAW AND ITS ENFORCEMENT. To frame a law and to enforce it afterward arfe two very different things. The former may be easy enough; the latter, only too often, is very difficult. It is not wisdom to say that a law not enforced is worse than no law at all. A law allowed to become a dead letter would better be repealed, but a statute imperfectly enforced is in that degree better than no regulation whatever. The decalogue is an excellent set of laws for the guidance of mankind and the preservation of society. But the decalogue is set at naught, despised and violated at every point ten thousand times a day. So long as human nature is imperfect, so long as temptation is stronger than virtue, will laws, human and divine, be broken and dishonored. But law at last must prevail. To this end, to deter the vicious and wicked, penalties are attached, and these are enforced or neglected, according to the temper and inclination of the people who make them. That is, our courts enforce or ignore written statutes in a manner they think will meet the approval of the people. The inclination is to slight severe and unusual laws, and this is almost without exception when no popular pressure is brought to bear in their support. To give a law vitality and make it effective, Us necessity must be recognized by at least a fair working majority of the people who have it in their power to make and unmake it. The people must feel that their personal welfare is involved in its maintenance. It were idle to pass a law against polygamy in Utah if it be left to Mormons to enforce it. It would be equally futile to frame a statute in China forbidding the people to worship any but the true God. The excellence of a law is no measure of its success. The people must be educated up to it, or it is of little avail. A great many would like to see the ten commandments embodied in temporal laws, but it would be vain to do so, since there are not enough who would take interest in their enforcement. Some of the offenses therein proscribed are likewise condemned by human laws. Profanity is pronounced against, but it is extremely rare that it is proceeded against. The time is coming, possibly, when mankind will rise equal to a demand for the enforcement of scriptural law by courts of justice. That time, however, is not yet. It would have been a bootless piece of work, prior to 1860, to have passed a measure manumitting the slaves of the South, and it might have been the means of deferring their delivery. Even as it was, there was a strong feeling among loyal men against the policy of emancipation. But the issues of war soon made the idea popular, and the great mass of the people came to the support of the proc laination and the subsequent constitutional provisions. Then, and not until then, was emancipation possible. Plainly there is a time for all things—a time to dance, a time to sing, a time to enact laws. Speaking in a judicial sense, it is yet an open question whether it, is wise to enact prohibitory statutes. Beyond question there is a very strong sentiment against such laws. Does anybody suppose that prohibition could be enforced in Indianapolis? The law as it now is, broad in its latitude, is not enforced. Even police and judicial officers wink at irregularities, and in some tilings openly consent to a deliberate abrogation of statutory requirements. The reason is that a strong sentiment favors such leniency, or, at least, there is no strong and effective sentiment that reprobates it. The police of Indianapolis allow all saloons to keep open until midnight, despite the fact that the law provides that they shall close at 11. This is

only one direction in which the law is dishonored. It is an open secret that a very large number of them keep open on Sunday as well, while not a few of them are carrying on business without complying with the license law. It is no argument to say that the traffic has gone on for hundreds of years and will likely continue. All reforms are reached by slow processes, and those most desirable seem tardiest in coming. Human nature is slow to learn, especially when the pleasures of the hour dazzle the eyes against inevitable but undesirable consequences. Popular education is a tedioirs process. Any one familiar with well-established facts knows that the liquor traffic brings an enormous burden of expense upon the people in general. Ordinarily such a load would be shaken off peremptorily. But this is not easily done; it will require time. Meanwhile, the best that can be done ought to be considered better than nothing. For a number of years the people of Ohio have stultified themselves by having a constitution that forbade the issuance of license to the liquor traffic. Contrary to expectation, it did not put an end to the business, but made it absolutely free, so that, relieved of its just share of the burden of taxation, it increased enormously. At length public sentiment became so strong against palpable injustice that a remedy was sougtit, and in compliance with popular demand a Republican Legislature last year passed what was known as the Scott bill. Under its provisions hundreds of liquor dealers were driven out of the business, and those that continued were compelled to pay a tax. The revenue realized from this source during the first year of the existence of the law is not less than $2,000,000. This was an immense stride toward the desirable. But many temperance people were still unsatisfied, and were confident in the belief that a prohibitory law would be better. To make an experiment, they cut adrift from their friends, and politically helped to give the State and Legislature over to the enemy, with the probable only success of once more making the liquor traffic free, and piling two millions of dollars of taxation upon the persons and property justly relieved of it by the levy upon this mammon of unrighteousness. Prohibition will be a success in Ohio and elsewhere when the people are largely in favor of it, and not before. A prohibitory law or constitutional amendment would close the saloon doors, perhaps, but they would be easy of access by some other avenue, just as they are now in this State on Sunday, indefianceof the prohibition. What may become practical and easy of accomplishment in the near or remote future may be impractical now, and the problem to be solved always in the work of human government, is to do the best that can be done, abating nothing in belief or work for the still better, even the idea) of perfection. This is the history and lesson of the world, drawn both from the pages of the Bible and from the pages of experience.

Brother Gardner, the eminent president of the Lime Kiln club, is one of the moet conservative, and at the same time independently sensible statesman the country can boast. At all times, and upon all occasions, be sets his face like flint against improvidence, style and fashionable sin. At the last meeting of the club a distinguished stranger, Hon. Half-shell Snyder, was expected to lecture, aud he was iti the ante-room awaiting an introduction. Mr. Snyder had arrived n Detroit a little the worse for wear, and the good president had contributed victuals and clothes to put him into presentable shape, expecting to be repaid by the address promised. But when the Hon. Half-suell came upon the platform it was found that ho was so drunk as to be unable to stand alone. Whereupon Brother Gardner took occasion to say: “Any fule kin git drunk, but it takes a man to keep sober. Ax dis man in his sober hours to put his foot agin a hot stove or. cut his finders wid a knife, an’ he would call you crazy, but he coolly an’ deliberately purceeds to do wuss. Ho pours stuff inter his stotnioh to reduce himself to de level of a brute or lower. I can’t strip him of de clze I lent him, an' de food lie has eaten at my table Lias gone to make fat on his ribs. Howsumeber, in his ilepartur’ from dis locality he should be made to realize dat we know an iusult when we see one, an' kin properly reseut ir. Brudders Stepoff Jones an’ L. Nelson Slabs will escort de celebrated orator down stairs an' gin him an appropriate seud-off.” The order of the president was obeyed with alacrity, and the report says that next morning the boys picked up pieces of pantaloons cloth and several but tons and buckles on the other side of the ten-foot fence in front of the entranoedoor. If men who debauch themselves with whisky were thus heroically treated by society, instead of being coddled and made to believe their bestiality was the necessary and somewhat commendable concomitant of their “brilliance,” there wcfuld be less drunkenness in the world and fewer bright minds hopelessly eclipsed. The New York Tribune has a paragraph upon almost a regular practice, which is worth reproduction: “A Brooklyn clergyman of nearly forty years’ experience remarked privately the other day upon what he oalled an imposition upon the time and patience of ministers practised by persons who belong to no church. This is in the unreasonable demands upon their time for funeral services. Persons who have never connected themselves with any church, and also, ir is more than likely, have made It a practice to firmer at churches and clergymen alike, Btill feel the need of clerical services when death makes its way into the family circle. They seek out a clergyman to whom they are not known at all, prt-hups through an iutroductiou from a friend, and make a heavy draft upon his time. He must not only conduct the main portion of the service, but lie must go to the grave. There, after having expended half a day, he is dismissed with, possibly, a ‘thank you,' and those to whom he has devoted his time probably return to their old course of indifference, if not actiiiil opposition, to all religious effort. Bervice at funerals stands on such a different basis from that at marriages that clergymen are expected to be always at command, and they perform this exacting labpr with great unselfishness, and for its own sake, as it is entirely without reward. Yet there has so often seemed to be an element of social imposition in the demands made upon them that some clergymen have considered the advisability of causing it to be understood that incases not arising in their own congregations, or where there was no natural claim upon them, they would expect those who could afford it to compensate them for their time.” Rev. Charles N. Sims, D. D., chancellor of Syracuse University, was yesterday elected a delegate to the Methodist General Conference from the Central New York annual conference, of which he Is now a member. Dr. Sims received the highest vote cast and was elected on the first bailor. This eleotion will give increased impetus to the already general moveiucut in

lavor \>f the elevation of Dr. Sims to the general superintendeney, and it may be said that, so lar as uppearanoes can bo judged, his eleutiun as bishop next year is among the certainties. This flattering indorsement by the New York conference means that he will be supported for that oflice by his co-delegates, and he will, of course, receive the hearty and unanimous support of all the delegates from Indiana. The great administratiye ability which Dr. Sims has shown since his oooupaDcy of the chancellorship of the important university,from which Dr. Havens was taken to the episcopal bench, and the marked pulpit success he always had while in the itineracy, indicate that the church could not go amiss if it chose him as one of the four or more new bishops who will certainly be added to the present bench at the next General Conference. Bishop Sims would sound pleasantly in Indiana ears. A CURIOUS complication has already arisen in Ohio, upon the hypothesis that the third, or judicial, amendment to the constitution has been carried. The text of the amendment provides that the new sections shall be considered a part of the constitution “if a majority of all the votes east at said election shall be in favor of said amendment.” This would srem to make it clear that the new provisions became of effect at the time the balloting closed on Tuesday evening, and that all proceedings subsequent to that time were simply for ascertaining and declaring the result. The last sentence of section 2, as amended, is, that “The Judges of the Supreme Court in oflice when this amendment takes effect shall continue to hold their ofticea until their snccessors are elected and qualified.” At the time the amendment took effect the Supreme Court consisted of four Republicans and one Democrat, and this membership is continued until another eleetion. At least, this is the opinion of muny good lawyers of Ohio. Hon. Sciiuylkr Colfax, in company with Mr. Bross, of the Chicago Tribune, is making his third trip across the continent, this time on the Northern Pacific road. The citizens of Helena, Montana, compelled him to undergo a public reception when he reached that place, on the 6th inst. The Herald, after noting Mr. Colfax’s political career, says: "Having attained the second highest honors of the republic, be retired to private life, and it can be said of mm, as it can be said of few of our public men, that bo knew how to retire. He has since lived quietly with his family, and has steadfastly resisted the most strenuous efforts to recall him to official position. The complete answer to the aspersions which venomous partisanship lias cast upon him is found in the taco that, after sixteen years of service in high station, curing which he practiced great frugality, he was comparatively a poor man, being actually worth considerably less than be would have been if be bad eschewed political honors and continued to edit the weekly paper that be left to go to Washington. But it he was the loser, the country was the gainer.”

A day or two ago a press dispatch announced that the “Masher” heirs had met in Chicago to mature plans for securing control of an immense English estate which hud been owned by the old and original Masher several generations ago. All the excruciatingly witty remarks that 117 funny editors simultaneously evolved and all the other puns and jokes whioh as many other editors are still struggling with on the strength of this dispatch, are rendered pointless by the later information that tho deceased Englishman was a Mosher by name. It is not impossible that he may also have been a masher, but bis heirs do not base tbeir claims on such points of family resemblance and regard all levity as untimely. Chairman Oglkvee, of the Republican central committee, confesses that the defeat in Ohio is overwhelming. He does not take much stock in the report that the second amendment was traded agaiust Foraker. The Republicans lost in the wine and wool-growing counties, and also in the Iron counties. The county of Ottawa, in which Kelley’s island is situated, increased its Democratic majority from 889 to 1,988. In nearly all the cities of the State, except Dayton and Toledo, the Republicans made gains. The little god of love was a long time in getting around to Jonathan Davis and Elizabeth El3 r ett, of Georgia, but his aim and execution were good when he did sight them. Jonathan was a bachelor of sixty-five, Elizabeth a maiden of sixty. They had lived iu the same county all their lives, but met for the first time at an evening pany last week. It was a case of love at first sight and on both sides, an infatuation so ardent that Jonathan proposed, and they were married then and there. Philadelphia boasts of a young lady who plays the piano with her feet. The society for the prevention of cruelty to neighbors should suppress this young woman before her example becomes contagious. One timid girl with her feet on the piano, a banjo in her hands, and the last rose of summer on her lips cau depopulate a whole block in an eveuing. The Mobile Register acquits Mrs. Stonewall Jackson of any intentional wrong-doing In accepting courtesies from Northern people during her recent visit to Boston, but plainly warns her that she must not do so again if she would retain her place in the esteem and affection of “true Southerners.” Thus uo the fools continue to vex themselves. Two women In Connecticut were so affected by a thunder storm the other day that they entirely lost their memory of everything that had occurred during the preceding twenty-four hours. There are men mean enough to wish their wives would be struck by lightning onoe a day, just as hard as those Connecticut ladies were. It is now discovered that “even tho new twocent stainp is a servile imitation of the English penny stamp, and that in oolor and style of lettering it is as exact a copy as could be made.” Thus is American liberty once more imperiled. If it can survive this stroke we shall begin to have some hope, but the case is desperate. The Democracy of Ohio are going to “make the wi lkin ring” in Hamilton, Butler county, to-night. In the list of speakers advertised wo find the name of Mr. McDonald, but look in vain for that of Thomas A. Hendricks. How Mr. Hendricks does wish he could have found time to go over to Ohio and help the brethren. The Seawanhaka accident, whereby several lives were lost by the burning of a steamer in the East river. New York, three years ago, is recalled by the fact that the court has dismissed the indiermeuts that were brought against the engineer and owners. Are we so soon forgotten when we are cone ! Eliz bktii Stuart Phelps’s constant chum is, It is said, a pug dog. If Elizabeth expects to take the little beast through the “gates ajar,” we shall be under the necessity of asking that those portals be closed and fastened with a spring lock. The Philadelphia Record, a Democratic organ, alludes to our own “Juy hawker” as an “interesting and picturesque ruin of the Ohio earthquake.” This is unkind; but oome to think of it, where is the rum hid since the light went out! Mrs. Barah Winnkmucca Hopkins, a reformed Indian prinoess, argues for the appointment of women as Indian agents. There are too mauy women ia the world, that’s a fact. A drunken man in New York recentiv went home and set fire to tlie family Bible. His sister-in-law rushed to the rescue with heroic endeavor worthy of a martyr’s crown. The frenzied man

hit her on the nose, but she was in no degree dismayed. It afterward developed that she was exercised not so much on account of Christian zeal as for the S4OO tucked away between the leaves. The unhappy woman lost the money and had a bloody nose besides. • Upon the proposition to change the name of the Protestant Episcopal Church of Amerioa to the “Holy Catholic Church of America” the vote stood 26 in favor to 252 in the negative. London is a little world all to itself. It has 80,000 paupers and a charity income of $21,552,000 per annum to support the vast indigent army. Dr. H. von Holtz, of Germany, is leotnring beiore the students of Johns Hopkins University. Political history seems to be his best lioltz. Water will come high this winter. At ProvincetowD, Mass., alone, there has been 10,000,000 pounds of codfish landed this year. “IN LIGHTER VEIN.” Current Hits. A “Society for the Suppression of Crochets” is proposed. In itself the idea is a good one, but it would be a dreadful thine: to see three-fourths of the population of the country thrown out of employment. This author of the “Bread-Winners” is daily becoming a more complex Individual. The Critic hazards a three-fold guess that he is a man, that he is not a dead man, and that he has been hitherto an unknown in literary circles. If the crusade against theater nuisances has been inaugurated, let not the cart-wheel hat be forgotten. Many a man of toil lias spent his hard-earned dollar for an evening’s entertainment, and carries homo with him only a vivid remembrance of a revolving disk of flowers and feat here. The libelous novel inny not please the rigid moralist, but it pays, as five editions of “A Newport Quarelle” have been exhausted. For the benefit of those who have mislaid their French dictionaries, it may be stated that an “aquarelle” is a painting in water colors. The announced volume of the “Famous Women” series, on “Margaret Fuller,” by Julia Ward Howe, is looked for with great interest by all Margaret Fuller’s admirers. With equal interest is expected the “Book of Sibyls,” by Anne Thackeray, which is to contain, among others, an essay on Jane Austen. The quality of admiration elicited by Jane Austen’s charming stories is seldom tepid, but her biographers have been few in number. An elegantly dressed young lady who landed on her return from Europe last week, was analyzed in the New York custom-house, and found to be abase mixture, composed of one part girl to three parts lace, velvet, kid gloves, and other dutiable goods. Her trunks were similarly treated, and the whole value of the precipitation was $5,000. Women are said to be more moral than men, but then there are temptations and temptations. “Don’t, .a Manual of Improprieties in Speech and Conduct,” objects to the use of “he” or “she” in referring to husband or wife. This seems an unnecessary and unwarranted restriction laid upon the doubly-blessed. To every well regulated woman there Is but one “he” in the world, and no discriminating hearer would ever suffer any confusion of ideas in regard to “his” identity. In this age of matrimonial elasticity, tlie man or woman who evinces this laudable, devotional, If nneiinhonious spirit, should be admired and encouraged, not criticised.

English journals are entitled to general com - meudutiou for their courteous mention of American actresses, who are almost invariab y spoken of as “Miss Minnie Palmer, Miss Mary Anderson,” etc. The demands of American newspaper readers are of such a free and easy character that foreign actresses are generally given merely the last name, without any title whatever, and they may consider them selves lucky if they get out of the country without being 6tyled “Sal. Bernhardt,” “Lil. Langtry,” and “Lvd, Thompson.” There is one thing in our favor, however. \. .• do not often send England the kind or actresses she sends us. The rumor is slowly gaining ground that foreheads are soon to be fashionable, bangs and frizzes to bo voted out of style. Edmund Yates flies to the defense of bangs, and says that “a fringe on the brow of a graceful lady is a thing of beauty, and that many faces will look bleak without It.” There are surface indications that this is a reform advocated by those believing a bare forehead indicative of a high degree of intellect. In some instances, tlioro is nothing more ugly than what is termed the intellectual forehead; and if women cannot prove their title to brains otherwise than by the too-oandid revelation of a bleak, harsh-looking brow, the qualifications granted The sex are indued iu vain. Edmund Yates, “for a man,” lias very proper conceptions of the artistic vulne of bangs. Tlie Wicked Uglier. The average usher in our churches, although a mild-mannered individual in appearance, undoubtedly contains as much fiery, untamed total depravity as many ordinary mortals whose walk and con versation are purely secular. Like other accomplished villains, he has schooled his countenance that it may not betray him, bur, nevertheless, it does not require prolonged study of his peculiarities to convict him of a deep-seated tendency to cruel and fiendish behavior. He seems to find unbounded delight in dragging modest, retiring people up to the very front seats, while elderly, deaf persons are maliciously disposed of In remote pews. Through his evil agency, bashful bachelors are seated by pretty girls, to ennare untold agonies of nervous horror; aud mortal enemies are planted cheek by jowl to profane the Sabbath day in exchanging subdued, but intense and unholy glances. Tlie wicked usher Is not only full of mu ice, but his soul is dead to all artistio groupings of color, lie invariably puts the woman with a lavender bonnet in the same seat with the woman with a blue bonnet, thus robbing the sermon of its potency To sensitive art critics iu the rear. An’ thou hast a bonnet with more trimming on oueside than the ot hqj, he will sureiy seat i hee so the congregation side of it will be next the wall. These are. but the mildest peccadilloes of this depraved being. Others will occur to those who are familiar with his idiosyncrasies, hue this enumeration is charitably limited to those mentioned, that he may be left self-respect with which to work within himself a speedy reformation. There is no cilice open to man which requires as talented a heart, as nimble a mind, ns delicate tact, as refined and discerning taste, as does that of the church usher, and by the malicious or thoughtless errors of his kind many a desperate victim is driven to contemplate deeds of gore. Let this thought give the wicked usher pause. The Broughton Novel. “Belinda,” tho new novel by Khoda Broughton, is now announced in book form by American publishers Mind-readers, familiar with Miss Broughton’s former productions, can easily forecast the story, thus saving the wear ami tear on the pliysielal organs of vision. Belinda is a blooming English girl with Immense freckles, green eyes, red hair and long, awkward legs. She has a lovely sister, whoso chief occupation is being “a vision of delight,” and a father, who has seen better days, hut who is now living on his country estate, a sort ot morose, stately Harold Skiuipole. The lovely sister receives all the invitations to spend “the season” iu London, while Belinda dwells cheerfully in the country,

spending her time In contests with the butcher and baker, or running races and climbing trees with several small brothers, of a kind known only to Miss Broughton’s novels. If a mother is allowed to figure at all, she is an invalid, who cannot keep even one eye on the oapers of the heroine, Belinda’s sister will return from London followed by a train of admirers. The prize follower of all, a colossal fellow with blonde hair, tawny mustache and massive purse, falls iu love with the ugly duckling, Belinda. After a number of interesting adventures with the small brothers, who hate the big, wealthy lover on sight, and the thrilling rescue of Belinda, who climbs a tree, slips, and hangs suspended until her astonished lover happens along, the love affair is brought to a climax satisfactory to the lover and the reader, but extremely disgusting to the lovely sister and the small brothers. Belinda marries her massive lover, who therefore has the pleasure of supporting the whole family, impecunious papa. Invalid mama, lovely sister, and frisky small brothers, with perhaps an old family servant thrown in. If Miss Broughton should have so far forgotten herself as to construct “Belinda’* from any novel or original plan not heretoforo given public exposition, it is to be hoped that this syuoptical sketch will not be held seriously responsible. Emma Carleton.

The Louisville Exposition. Are you diecouraged and you want to feel hopeful! Do you get but little out of life! Are you unnerved by staying at home too lougf Have you nothing new to say to your friends, being quite talked out! Are you weary of monotony and do you need a change! Then go to to the Louisville Exposition. Go! Go! You will have a whole planet-full of new things to discuss; you will have seen you will have thought, you will have enjoyed—you will return “brain-stuffed with something to sustain life.” There, iu our sister city, is going on the biggest show known. You gee up at half past 3A. M. —two or three extra uightfulls of sleep will sett you up for this undertaking—you take the 4:25 train, and you see the sun rise over the rich brown and green landscape where “The frost is on the punkln And the fodder’s iu the shock,” or perhaps you take a series of naps, waking finally on the Louisville bridge. At the depot are street cars to take you to the Exposition, You can breakfast, dine and sup at the exposition. Once within it, the show unrolls all day like some va9t volume. The display is immense in all respects, and is so spacious, well lighted and varied that it may be observed without fatigue. All kinds of fascinating things are to be seen there. A good hot dinner at uoon will fortify you for fresh rambles in the afternoon. And in the afternoon there is Gilmore’s concert, during which you sit still and rest while listening. Yes, sure enough, there is Pat. Gilmore, ex-band master of the British army iu India, seventy years old, and a lad yet, good luck to him. Hia orchestra is not of the wash-boiler and fog-horn variety. What cresendos! “They come as the wind comes when the forests are rended, Come as the waves come when navies are stranded.” And what diminuendos, dying away full of feeling; and what a variety of music, some of ifi queer, weird and clanging, but not unpleasantly so. When night comes on you see the Edisou lights shower their warm, delicious sparkle over the scene. At 7p. M. you are off; more naps and then home at 11, The climax of the show is the art gallery. It stands in a garden of grass, iofty old trees, fountains and flowers, all still untouched by frost. Cau anybody tell why pic-ture-gallery builders object to plenty of light! There is not enough in the Louisville gallery. A streak of sunlight does creep in now and then and lights up the details of the Melssoniers and Geroines as they need to bo lighted up. The Louisville gallery is wonderful and great. There are quantities of pictures of the highest finish, and very interesting. One, three inches square, is an exquisite interior—children playing hide and seek behind a door that opens upon an inner room, all rosy with fire-light, where their mother sits with friends. It is evening, the supper hour is at hand, and you can see perfectly all the details of furniture and dress, strings of onions on the wall, and so on. It is beautiful. There is one by the great (jferome, “Arabs playlug chess”— “Which a man might remember From June to December, And see again in tbe spring After the thawing.” There is one enormous picture of a mask ball at the opera-house, Paris, which is all movement, life, gayety and oolor, and is full of beautiful, laughing figures, dressed in silks or in dominoes. It should be looked at to tho sound of music. All kinds of fine works are there. Listen to tho crowd aboat the picture*, and you will near appreciative and sound remarks. Says one: “This old fisherman has let down his sail, and is pulling for the shore. The wind is down; no sails are up in the distance. The soa air is wi ll done.” A picture named “Tho Dwarf's Harangue” has an admiring throng. It represents a room in an old castle. The castle retainers, iu seventeenth-century dress, are listening to a dwarf, whose tine, dark face is full of pathos. It is painted perfectly, in the opinion of the crowd. Along comes an art connoisseur. “What! Like that, do you! That’s entirely too smooth,” says the art connoisour. Crowd, much abashed, think they must be wrong. Boiue of these pictures are to be at our exhibition. Mary Dean. BREAKFAST CHAT. William Sharon pays 1 per cent, of all tin taxes collected in San Francisco. Tin; richest man in Boston is supposed to bo Frederick L. Ames, who Is rated at $15,000,000. Empress Eugenie while living at. Faruboreugli attends the place of worship iu tho camp. A “gouty limp” Is now the fashionable thing for both ladies and gentlemen. A crooked stick is carried along with it. Mrs. Dahlgrkn, the authoress, expects to recover considerable money from the government for the Dahlgren guns, her husband’s invention, used during the war. The new Luther Hall in the venerable town of Wittenberg consists of the reformer’s lectureroom, and ot the six rooms adjoining it whioh he and bus wife and six children inhabited. Mkissonikr’B portrait of Mrs. Bonanza Mackay represents a large-boned, large-featured,elderly woman, with the hands of a plowman, and a correspondent says she is young and beautiful, with delicate hands. Meissonier must have beeu mistaken. Writing of Alfonso in Paris. Mr. Labouchere records that shortly after Queen Victoria came to the throne she was hissed and hooted at Ascot, not by the mob, but by lords and ladles, dukes and duchesses, who oalled her “Mrs. Melbourne.” Dit. MacGregor, a favorite Scotch divine and a frequent visitor at Balm ora', has shocked a great many people by saying that there is no reason why young men and young women in Scotland should not. as on the continent, bathe and swim together. Gustav Koure, in Harper’s Weekly: “Mr, Barrett is the self-made man among actors. He is now enjoying tho fruits of untiring energy and devotion to art for art’s sake. He is almost tho only American actor of note who is constantly adding new parrs to his repertoire. In the last few years ho haft brought out three American plays— Franeesca da Rimini, Pendragon and Yoriok’s Love. Fioui his extraordinary success