Indiana State Sentinel, Volume 26, Number 38, Indianapolis, Marion County, 9 May 1877 — Page 1

mm VOL. XXVI, NO 38. INDIANAPOLIS, WEDNESDAY MOltNINt?. MAY 9, WHOLE 2TO. 1903,

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.For the Sunday Sentinel. ORUIE.

BT WILLIAM WIKT1R, Who cares for nothing alone Is free Bit down, good fellow, and drink with me. "With a careless laugh and a merry eye lie will laugh at the world, aa the world goes by. II laughs at power aud wealth and fame; He laugh at virtue, he laughs at shame; e laugh at hope, be laughs at fear At memory's dead leaves, crisp and here; Ha laughs at the future, cold and dim 'or heaven nor earth la dear to him. Oh, that la the comrade fit for me! He cares for nothing; hla soul la free. For I heed not custom, creed nor iaw; I care for nothing that ever I saw. I am free as the soul ot the fragrant wlue Sit down, good fellow ; my heart Is thine. In every city my cups I quaff. And over my liquors I riot and laugh. I laugh like a cold and turbulent wave; I laugh at the church, I laugh at the grave; I laugh at Joy, I laugh at woe I merrily, merrily laugh, I know. I terribly laugh with an oath and a sneer, When I think that the hour of death Is near. For I know that death la a guest divine, Who shall drink my blood as I drink this wine. He eures for nothing a king Is he; Come on, old fellow, and drink with me. With you 111 drink to the solemn pant. Though the cup 1 drain shall be my laut. I will drink to the phantoms of love and truth, To ruined manhood and wasted yout-1. I will drink to the woman who wrought my woe ' In the diamond morn of long ago; ' To a heavenly faee In sweet repose; To the lily's snow and the blood of the rone; ' To the splendor caught from the Orient skies, - That thrilled In the dark of her hazel eyes Her large eyes wild with the fire of the south, . And the dewy wine of her warm, red mouth. I will drink to the shadow of coming doom; ' To the phantems that wait on my lonely tomb. 1 will drink to my soul In its terrible mood, . Divinely and solemnly understood. And, last of all, to the monarch of sin ; He has conqnered ray palace he reigns within. . My song is passing; it dies away. r I cau not tell Is it night or day? My heart is burned and blackened with pain. And a terrible darkness crushes my brain. can not see you the end is nigh, , But we'll laugh together before I die. ' Through awful charms I plunge I fall ; , Your hand, good fellow I die that's all! ONE OP MANY. BT MKS. SALLIE A. RA MAU E. "If I only dared to go in but they will drive me out again. I am dying for a drink - of whisky. I would sell my soul to-night for a glass to quench this thirst heavens! bow it gnaws an1 struggles, tearing at my very heart. I am cold and wet and miserable, and a glass, a single glass of whisky would make me comfortable and warm. But they have told me to keep out of their : saloons; that I was too ragged and wretched to hang about tbeir doors. I am chilled to the heart; I can not go home for Annie la waiting for me. She's always up no matter what time I go home. Curse her, I wish she would go to bed. If she is up to-night when I go back I'll make her wish she had - obeyed me. She is never angry, but her tears are like scalding drops on my heart. We were happy once, she and Willie and I. Willie ha! ka! She named iini for me, and hoped fie would grow up to be a , good man like his father. Well, he was; he . is just like me whisky, love and all. Impudent puppy! I flogged him once for following me to try to get me home waen I ' was drank, and he never followed me again; " he jut went to drinking faster and harder than I did, and he was gone the Lord only knows where. ( His mother grieves for him, bat she has no right to, and I will make her top it. I am her husband and she shall obey me. I am so cold ;' I believe I have got a chill. I will go In here and beg a drink to keep it off. They will not refuse me one for that purpose. I can par them when Annie gets her money for sewing. The coat is nearly finished." A push and the door swung lightly on iu binges, and the man peered anxiously into the room, hoping to see some old companion who, remembering him, would treat him for the sake of old times. But he knew no one, and he slipped along to the bar and whispered, "Just a glass, lam sick.'' The young fellow knew him and laughed, "Oh, it is no use to tell that" "I am; see, I am shaking like a leaf; for pity's .sake just one .dram." ' Not a drop, sir; we .have trusted you enough, now; you had better go home and go to bed." The man tottered and trembled, but holding to the Tsar, plead more piteously than ever. "Look here, old man, you will not get any rhiaky .her thU night; now go out or I will put you out." "Oo long heme, Curry," said a man sitting atone of the tables; "you are going to have 'snakes.' and if you don't harry they'll catch you sure." Without a word of reply, with a set white face, wrapping his ragged coat around him, he left the . .zoom, bat when be had passed the threshold be turned, and shaking a clenched band he ' -cursed long and deep. "I have day by day given then my home; I bare driven my boy out into the world and made him a ' drunkard too; I have broken my wife's heart 11 for whisky; and yet to-night they laugh at me and refuse me a drop, when I have paid them every cent I could earn for Ave years." He staggered for sheer weak

ness against the house, and looked wltu hatred and fury upon the people who stared at him a moment and then passed by, leaving him alone in the dark. Tramp, tramp again went the weary feet, pausing at each saloon, the man begging just a glass; but he was known, and he was refused. The barkeepers kindly tried to get him to go home, some of them remembering him in better days; but home was not the place Hill Curry wanted to go now. He could see his wife her tear-stained ace, the sad look that hovered around her lips, the pitiful eyes, the gray hairs brushed back from her brow. He did not want to meet her, and be looked behind, him at every crossing, expecting to find her following him, for when the nights grew cold and bad she would slip after bim and keep birr, from lying down in the rain or being arrested. She was once pretty, eighteen years ago, but now she was wan and thin. She was a drunkard's wife, and her heart was breaking. 0, if the woman who bears proudly a husband's name; who waits in a comfortable, happy home for that husband's coming; whose children are sheltered by a loving father's care, could but for one day know what the wife of a drundard, the mother of a drunkard's children suffers, from her heart would go up a prayer of gratitude that would never cease. If she ceuld but know what it is to shrink from the brutal blows of a man crazed with liquor; to have railing and curses for her daily portion, pity and sympathy would thrill the heart of the wife whose lips are pressed.by kisses and whose every trouble is shared by a tender, attentive husband. It was half past 8 o'clock and the rain beat colder, the gas of the street lamp flickered lower and the darkness closed down thicker and blacker, but still in the shadow crouched the man who was fighting the raging passion in his breast. '-I'll freeze here, I am so cold; but I swear I will not go home. I am going to have some whisky to-night if I steal to get the money to buy it With all the whisky there is in this city it is a pity they can not give a poor fellow a glassful; but curse them, they would see me die at their doors first Who is that woman there? I believe it is Annie. What makes her follow me? I don't care if they do arrest me; but she hangs on to me and gets me home as if I were worth saving. Where has she gone? I can't see her now. Supposing something should happen to her some night, I'd be to blame. I'll make her stay at home after this if I have to beat her. I am not a baby for her to be eternally at my heels. Say, hello Jack; wait a minute. Where are you going? I want to borrow a quarter; I will pay you In a day or two. Don't refuse me, I have given you money many a time. Well, a dime then. No again. Then for God's sake give me a nickel, or come treat me. I am sick to-nkht and dead broke, and I want to get some whisky to keep off a cold and this chill that is coming on. Well, go on then, I neer thought. Jack Kelly, that you would go back on a friend," and slowly he walked away. "Wait a minute, Bill. Here, I want to ell you something; I've taken the pledge." "That's good. I like that, ha! ha! ha! Yes, I know you have. You have been drinking whisky for ten years, Jack, and you don't come none of your pledge game on me; I don't believe you." "Step here, Bill," and they walked to a light "There's my ribbon.'' "There is more red on your nose than there is in that rag. You are a pretty temperance fellow, wearing a red ribbon, putting on airs and making believe you are highly moral. Well, you are too high toned to talk to me, but when you get down to the old level, and can. give a friend a nickel, I'll call. I helped you when yon were poor and sick, but yon turn away from me now. If that's what your 'temperance movement' means, I do not believe I want any.!' Jack Kelly was busy thinking. This man had been bis friend when no one else would assist him; be had given him employment and money; he had been generous and kind, and yet he had refused to give him a nickel. "But that means a glass of whisky; it means curses for his wife, a sad night and a dreary to-morrow; it means a step nearer destruction. No, I will not give it to him. It may seem cruel, but I can not, I will not do it But I'll get him to go into the hall and maybe that will do bim some good. "I say, Bill, I have business up here and if you will go along I'll see about the whisky afterward. It is warm and nice up there." The prospect of a drink captured poor Curry and he went along willingly until he got to the door, and then he said quickly, "Isn't this the temperance meeting?" "Yes, but come go in, you can sit by the door and it will be all right" He was too cold to demur, and they went in. Bill slipped into a chair and tried to believe he was out of sight, ne brushed his hair the best he couli with his hand, and then pulled his coat close about his throat to hide his soiled shirt He felt out of place until he saw others aa ragged, . aa wretched as himself. In a few moments iie was lis, tening intently to the speaker who was addressing the audience, and he did not see a woman who came in and sat down behind him and kept her vail over her face. The meeting went on as usual, with songs and

speeches, until thit most interesting part of the programme vas reached, the addresses by "reformed men." Bill Curry knew nearly every one of them; he had been with them In drunken sprees and midnight carousings, and he Listened to them as ii his lifo de-

pended on hearing every word they uttered. .One of them told of his parents, of the agony thr-y had suffered on his account, of his years of dissipation, "But," said he, touching his badge, "I cut off a little piece of this ribbon and sent it borne yesterday to mother, telling her that by the grace of God I was goln to do right. Tears came to Bill's eyes. Where was his boy now? Ferhaps dead or in prison; and if either, the blame was more the father's than the son's. Others followed this prodigal, until at last Jack Kelly arose. Not quick of speech, lacking culture and education, yet be told his story with a pathos that added an eloquence that touched every heart. He told them of his life as a moderate drinker; then as a drunkard; then an outcast He pictured bis borne, his wife, bis children, Lis ruined fortunes and future, and he thrilled tjie people with the story. Many of them knew it by experience. He said: "My baby sickened and died and was burled, and I was too drunk to understand anything of it When they led me to kiss it for the last time I was so drunk that I obeyed them with a curse. My wife was crushed with sorrow, my children were weeping in disgrace and shame, but 1 would have had whisky if to get it I had been compelled to have given their life blood for it I know what a drukard suffers, but thank God, I know what a reformed one can enjoy. Last Sunday, for the first time In years, I was fit to walk out with my family, and when I promised them to go with them to the little mission church, they cried and laughed and sung with joy, and my poor wife knelt by me and laid her head on my knees and prayed her thankfulness. She could talk to no body but God. If there is a poor drunkard here, who is tired of his sinful life, tired of making his family and himself miserable, let me tell him to go up and take the pledge and put the red ribbon on his coat. People will laugh awhile at you, boys, but you will be so happy you can laugh back." ' In a moment the pledges were ready to be signed, and the crowd divided here and there to let the men go up to the platform. Bill Curry watched them, and his heart, already touched, was softened as he saw how kindly they were met by prominent gentlemen who had charge of the pledges. He wanted to go, but he looked at his clothes, remembered his past life, and sat down trembling and saddened. If somebody would only speak to him and ask bim to go up he believed he would, but . nobody saw him, and he was too much ashamed to go by himself. But Jack had not forgotten him; no. he was coming down the aisle hunting him, and grasping him by the hand, said: "Come now, Curry." "O! Jack, I am ragged and dirty and I don't like to." "You are no worse than I was, and they were kind to me. Come right along, now," and still holding his hand Jak led him up to the platform. With a quick, nervous movement he wrote his name, "Will Curry," while his heart throbbed faster and faster. He was greeted warmly, gentlemen and ladies spoke to him, and when he walked back to his place the red ribbon was knotted in his coat Tears were in his eyes, but.he brushed them off; he was too weak to keep them back. He would go home and tell Annie, and how glad she would be to see him sober again; he would try and find Willie, and with a b he laid his head on his arm on the back of the chair in front of him, and let memory and joy have full sway. Standing up for the last sonir, he looked around and saw the woman who had entered the room just after him. In a moment he was by her side. She too had been crying, but now she was so happy that her face was aglow with smiles. He to5k her hand and drew her close to him; nobody was looking when he put his arm for a moment around her as if to adjust her shawl, and nobody heard the words, "My dear wife," "Thank God, Will" I'eople saw only a shaVby middle aged man and woman going cut of the hall, but for the first time in years the wife was leaning on her husband's arm and listening to the loving words she had not heard for so long. Nobody saw the wife that night as she knelt to pray, laying her head on her husband's coat, and pressing to her heart that simple knot of ribbon. She had waited until Will was asleep, so that no eye but that of God should rest upon her. A letter bearing the precious news, and full of prayers f-jr his return, was sent to Chicago, for here they heard their boy had been seen by a friend. In a week he came home, a wreck of the bright eyed, beautiful lad who had once been his mother's pride. He had been sick, the effect of exposure and drinking. He was ragged, and dirty, and very miserable. Tenderly his mother nursed bim, not allowing him to grieve in unavailing remorse over the past but encouraging him for the funre. She mended and brushed bis clothes, and with motherly pride soon began to feel she was winning back the boy she nsed to have. His father was affectionate and gentle, striving to atone for his past neglect by kindness and love. He was working whenever he could get a job, and Mrs. Curry for the first time in months dared to take needed rest. ' One picture more completes this sketch. After the speeches were finished at the temperance "meetings one night a young man, pale and thin, went hurriedly up the aisle and signed bis name to the pledge, "Will Curry, Jr.," and then reached his hand quiekly for the red ribbon bade. A woman awaiting his return sprang to meet him, and half hidden by the crowd he bent down to the sweet face and kissed it lovingly, saying toftly, "Mother, I'll try to be

good." A manly, strong arm claped him for a moment, and his father, with halfbroken accent, whispered tenderly, "My boy, we will try together." Koine of the people smiled, but many a father's heart beat painfully, remembering him own erring boy, and many a poor mother prayed God to save her son and bring bira back to her. Honest Jack Kelly went hoiae happier than he had ever been before In hi li e, thankful that be bad done something to save a man from destruction. Have you done as much?

FASHION 2WOTKM. Check and striped grenadines are chiefly In dark shades. Black cashmeres are very desirable; sols black camel's hair cloth. Handsome percales in rich dark hues with lace borders are admired. Ball dresses are now studded with blue steel stars and ornaments to match. In regard to summer costumes the outlook gives promise of favoring all sorts of lawns, cambrics and muslins. Neckties, bows for fichus, trimmings and bouquets area mixture of pink and straw. The effect is soft and becoming. The newest fan suspenders for evening toilets are a mixture of silk cord with gold or silver thread, and finished with tassels to match. A fashionable hat is a half "stovepipe" in black or brown straw. The trimming consists of a band of Bilk and a cock's feafeher stuck in at the side. The diagonal sacque for ladies, with a diagonal overskirt and new fan shaped demitrained skirt, makes a stylish costume that is very popular at present. There are many new neckties. The soft silk ones have a fringe of the same all around, while some with cream embroidered baptiste centers have .colored silk borders. Edges out in scollops or in sharp points, so much in vogue several years ago, are again adopted very frequently. Sometimes the scallops or points are edged with a cording of a uifferent color, sometimes a flounce of different material Is set under the scallops: in a word, these scollops may be employed in combination with trimmings of every kind. It has been predicted that after we have had enough of tight-fitting dress skirts we shall have dresses made very full, short in front to show the foot, and a long round train in the back. Lockets on black velvet are no longer worn. Few lockets, if any, are worn, and chains are substituted, the high Yalois ruffle of the inside handkerchief allowing no room for throat ornaments. In silk costume bonnets nothing is so pretty a. a scarf of white tulle; but on fancy straw and silk-crown bonnets long scarfs of lace or lace edged with narrow plaitings of crepe lisse are more effective. Faille garments are trimmed with passementerie, feathers, and lace. The lace is made into large fiat plaits, with the heading fastened down under a niching ot fringed faille. This ruching has the effect of feathers. The novelty this season in outer garments consists more in the trimming than in the cut The long, tight-fitting paletot, with five seams in the back, is very elegant The style of trimming down in Watteau form will predominate. Grayish silks are now in vogue for middleaged ladies. They are trimmed with Tuchings of the same, flounces and ribbon loops. It is quite satisfactory to be able to announce a novelty of a more simple character among the dazzling caprices of the present style. Another novelty is black lace bonnets with long, wide lace strings that form a mantilla or tichu, which crosses on the bosom and is fastened on one side with a rosette. This is very handsome in thread net dotted with large spots and scalloped on the edges. New polonaises are made with Breton vests and square collars, and trimmed with bands of embroidery. Sleeveless sacques are sent out with French polonaises as part of the suit; these are slightly loose, and are straight in effect like the French walking jacket The princesse dress buttoned' behind is now in great favor with young girls, and when prettily trimmed with scarfs has the effect of a polonaise and lower skirt It is preferable to the suits with separate skirts, as the whole weight is suspended from the shoulders, and there is no danger of the parts separating, as the dresses of playful girls are too apt to do. , The new mantles are varied and very handsomely trimmed. There are mantles made of black matelasse, speckled with white, and trimmed in the Breton style, with rows of silver buttons, close and overlapping. There are mantles in matelasse in the favorite fawn-colored and drab shades, and trimmed with feather borders and deep fringe. For a young lady there is a black cashmere mantle, shaped like a fichu at the back and having the long ends in front with lace and fringe. Box plaitings are in high favor for heavier grades of woolen goods, especially those which are used for early spring travel and for mountain climbing. The plaits are made about one and half inches deep, with the same distance of space left between each one; a tape is attached to the under side of the plaits to hold them in place, the sewing does cot show on the right side, and the plaites are graduated very slightly, so as to hang easily over the bottom of the dress skirt Play Ina; Hermit. Oakey Hall assures Mr. Jennings, of the New York World, that not a soul but himself knew of his intention of going away, and that it was his wish to have ft supposed he had been killed, so that after the first sensation bad died away no inquiries would be made after him. Mr. Jennings adds this mystery: "There is perhaps one person living who may have had reason to suspect that something curious was about to happen; but he is not in New York, nor in - London: and it is only ray conjecture that even he knew much about it Mr. Hall will not look at letter or newspaper." Mr. Jennings was obliged, the other day, to bold some comma nication with him, in deference to the wishes of a confidential friend of his in New York. Mr. Hall made no pretense' of mystery or concealment, but declined to open any communication, with America.

FOB HUN DAT.

ft pray a of Nprlogr. , Din down upon the Northern shore, O, sweet new year, delaying long; Thou drmt expectant Is'alure wrong; Maying long; delay no more. What stays thee from the clouded noons, Tliy iwwtnnn from Ita projwr place? Cau trouble live with April IyaT Or sadness In the summer moon? In- Memorlaiu. A floHh. of green la on the honghiv A warm breath pautenth In the air, And iu the earth a lu-urt miiwttW. Throbs uitleriiealh lier breuata of aitw. ' uien amir among tli wooiIh, And by the moor, and by the strrmu. The veur. as irom a toruld dream. Wakes in. tb sunithliie oa the bud. Anonyiuooa. When the warm nun, that doth bring Tl awwt to vlait the tili wtxxla, wkercaprln( The nrirt Uowers of the trial n. Sweet A prill many a thought I wedded unto thee, as hearts are wed; Nor hall they fall, till, to Its autumn brought. Life's golden fruit Is shed. Henry W. Longfellow. The elm tree's rflender, tapering apraya Are green with buds tiiese April days; And in the liquid, azure sky The mottled clouds entranced lie. Along the margin of the stream The willow's silvery branches gieam, And from the dark soli round their roots The blue-veined, trembling violet shoot. N. O. Hhepherd. Hark! that sweet carol t With delight We leave the stifling room; The little blue bird meets our sight Hprlmr. Klorlous SDrinir. has come! The south wind's balm in in the air, The melting snow-wreaths every where Are leaping up in anowers And Natute, In her brightening looks. Tells that her liowera and leaves and brooks. Ana mrus wiu soon oe ours. Alfred B. Street. The Fresby terians of England number 531.000. J3ishoD Smith, of the Protestant Fninr-nnal church of Kentucky, has retired from the 1 - a TT. nit . I puipib lie is eo years oia. One of the largest Sunday-schools in the world is in Aintab, in India. The number of pupils amounts to 1,800. The Rev. W. II. II. Murray, of Boston, says: "If you want to bear a minister's faults get another minister to talk about him." Rev. John Lancaster Spalding, the new bishop of Peoria, Illinois, is the youngest member of the American Roman Catholic hierarchy. The oldest auxiliary to the American Bible society is the Dutchess County Female Bible society, founded in January, 1814, two years before the establishment of the parent society. So excellent a touch of modesty A Presbyterian minister in the Hebrides invokes the Divine blessing upon "these isles and upon the adjacent islands of Great. Britain and Ireland." The Catholics stand to the Protestants in Ireland as four to one. There are 4,150,8f7 of the former and 1,200,540 of the latter. Of the Protestants the Episcopalians are the most numerous body, having 0)7,998. The railway branch of the Young Men's Christian association of Columbus, Ohio, have opened a reading room in the depot for railroad men. The room is supplied with 51 papers, and in six months has registered 16,472 readers. A beginning has been made in collecting a library. The Methodist Episcopal church in Boston was organized by the Rev. Jesse Lee in 1701. There are now in the New England states 125,000 members of the church, 500 church buildings, 1,1 00 ministers. There are said to be 130,900 Sabbath-school scholars enjoying the privilege of reading from libraries including 100,000 books. The Cumberland Presbyterian church is a denomination not much heard of in the east, its field lying principally in Kentucky and Tennessee. It consists of 1,239 ministers and about 2,000 congregations, with 100,000 communicants. Its church property is valued at $12,250,000, and it contributed last year $350,000 to benevolent objects. The Presbyterian ministers' association of Chicago has been discussing the amusement question, but the differences of opinion are so great that no harmonious action seems possible. Borne of the members strongly condemn all theaters, billiard rooms, race courses and ball rooms. Others advocate indulgence at all those places, when the surroundings are not wicked. Mr. Gladstone's protest against written sermons has revived an old topic in England. The supply and demand for sermons between unliterary clergymen and facile writers does not decrease. A popular clergyman, who recently found himself preaching his old sermons in the same place too often, soon disposed of them to a customer at a high figure. He has admitted that for years he has written his discourses in duplicate and sold one copy a week in London at prices which about doubled his salary. The arrangements for the great spring religious conventions begin to be announced. The National temperance society will hold its twelfth anniversary at Association hall, Philadelphia, May 15. A preliminary anniversary meeting will be held in the Church of the Convent, New York, May 8. The Northern and Southern Presbyterian assemblies will meet on May 17, the one in Chicago, the other in New Orleans. The Baptist anniversaries will be held in Providence, the Missionary Union on May 22 and 23, the Educational Commission on . the 23d, the Home missionary society on the 24th and the Publication society on the 25th. The bishops of (he Southern Methodist Episcopal church meet in Nashville on May 2, the book committee on May 3 and the board of missions on May 4. At the Chicago Methodist preachers' meeting on Monday las the Rev. Mr. Harrison, of the Southern Methodist church, mad an address on the relations of the 'north and the south, which was listened to with great interest He said in closing: "I want to assure you that there is love and charity and prejudice among ray people, and ' I suppose that there is prejudice araeng yo. I a at evenly balanced myself, and would fall to either side without any trouble.'" A comruittee of preachers was appointed So procure a place where Mr. Harrison could deliver a public address. , - t ! - : Of the proposed change- in th terra of the ministry in the Methodist church, started in, Boston last week, the Church Union says: "The subject of the settlement of Methodist ministers for a longer term than three years,' is agitating that body at the present time. In our judgment it would be a great mistake tf th ministers rtonld atitseed in aa chaneine I the economy of the church as to extend the period oi service to any one chorea, ix we

would take the trouble to investigate we should no doubt ascertain that the avertpw of ministerial service in otbr denomination would not exceed three or four years: There are a few exceptions to this rule, we Admit, but the records ci the churches show a constant change of ministers. It has been computed that the average pastorate of the Congregational church ia but four to five years. Let well enough alone."

EDUCATION A L. Among students mathematician make good oarsmen. Oermnn will nA lnna .., i:. j . " uc oiuuitru 1U IUB schools of Rochester. Nearly all the faculty of Yale college are going abroad this summer. There are eight young lady listeners to the lectures on geology at Columbia college. Mr. Furlong is the Mm of a school teacherout west. The scholars don t like him. perhaps for the reason that a furloDjr has forty rods. . Corarnenceraent o ration are to be cut no shorter than usual, trimminga of Greek quotationsvery fullr philosophy eist bias, and the whole finished off with a neat rueh of Longfellow's "Psalm of Life." There are- three great error in American education. One is the practice f sending children to school at too early an age; another is the imposition ol too many studies, and a third is graduation at too early an age. The Raleigh Naws looks npon the establishment of a normal school in North Carolina for the education of teachers for the colored race as the initiatory step toward the abolition of the 'color line' in the political sphere." The Italian government offers a prize, open to universities, of .ODU lire to the author of the best essay upon "The Vicissitudes of Aryan Civilization in India." The prize will be given at the international congress of orientalists in Florence. "When Dean Stanley appeared to deliver the parting address of the late graduating class in St. Andrew's university, Edinburgh, the future pastors struck up the song, "He's a Jolly Oood Fellow," and whenever in the course of his address the dean quoted Latin, the students cried out, ''Translate,, translate!" A Des Moines woman visiting Boston writes home that all the teachers but one remain in one of the public schools, who were there when she left in 18G.S. She thinks this an indication of the stability of New England institutions. Her husband thinks it is an indication of the slim chances old maids in Massachusetts have to get married. The Bristol, Pennsylvania, Observer says: "At a meeting of the city and borough superintendents of the public schools of Pennsylvania, held in Harrisburg last Tuesday, three of the speakers denounced the -system of cramming and spending too much time in useless studies whick is now generally adopted, and as a similar view' was elaborated in an address that advocated a practical system of tuition, and claimed that only a small percentage of pupils ever reached the high school; yet all are made to take the entire course, with a high school graduation in view." Those who bewail the decay of the literary and debating societies in the American olleges, and attribute it to the degeneracy of American students, can console themselves, if they will, by watching the development of college journalism. Nearly every American college supports one or more periodicals, few of which are positively dull, while many of them are extremely clever. Yale has two papers in addition to the time-honored Lit; Harvard also has two papers, and in place of a literary magazine, something in the Puch line, known as the Lampoon, which is remarkable for neatness of typography and density of humor; the Dartmouth and Prince Ionian reflect credit upon their colleges; C rnell has a good weekly, the Era, and a literary monthly, the Review; Brown University has the Branonian, an excellent college paper, with literary articles of real merit and an interesting record of college news; and the list might be indefinitely extended. The colleges may not be Bending out as many debaters and orators as they did 30 years ago, but they are graduating clearer and . stronger writers. After all. ia there the same need for oratory now that there was then? . A senator addresses the reporters' gallery, his aim being to influence the public that reads- the newspapers rather than his colleagues on the floor. If college jouraalismjs teaching students how to write with grace and force, its- development is a fair compensation- for the decline of the literary societies. THE TRITTII ABOUT PAVK naRTHT, He IIm Never Be IMae-H I Still tbe Beat of Clieaw Plsywa. . New York Huo.J New Osmjuns, April 23 The Sun of the 24th inst. contains a repetition of that ofttold lie about the insanity of Paul Morphy that he has not played chess- for a long time, and so forth, ad wiuararav Will you have the kindness to publish the following, which contains all of the facts, concerning Paul Morphy with which the public have anything to-do? lie is now practicing law in. thia eliy, and has never been insane, or spoken of ia that relation by his family or frieads. As to chess, he is unquestionably teday the bes chess player in the world, although he doe avot play often enough to keep, himself in thorough practice, lie gives the odds of a knight to our strongest players, and la sekloti beaten, perhaps- never whin he cares to- win. . Ilia disappearance from, p&Uic view as a chess player has just this explanation mo more, no less. Hie publicity andlioniahg which attached to hin for a time, both in. thia eoujatry and Europe, were always distasteful to his family, and especially, to his-mother. On Ms return frera his Euro pea tricmphs he entered-into an '-mracemenj with his ao4ar never again fc pair tor a ntooey or other stake; never to play a puklie game or a game in a public place, and never again to encourage or oounUnance any publication of any tort whatever in fonncKo with MM4V v. ) The last ckum la tha agreeauent has here-, tofore been so atrktly construed as to pre-, rent any dental ky him or his family of tha. numerous. silly "publications that have beoq. made concerning him. It i now time, however, that the thing should be stopped. Will yon have the kindness to inform, the fiublio at large, and newspaper paragraph era n particular, that Paul Morphy ia ewaged in a strict attendance, upon his oi aaira, and that his family and friends ia not at present adjudge hiru in need of y aaaUV anci therein, V respectfully . &