Indiana State Sentinel, Volume 27, Number 27, Indianapolis, Marion County, 20 February 1878 — Page 1

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YOL. XXVII NO 27. USTDIANAPOLIS, WEDNESDAY MOltXING, FEimUAItY 20, 1878. TOOLE NO. 1518.

"GOINC1 BEHIND THE RETT'IIAS.

"Dear! dear! what Is the matter now With pupa's precious little pet? II nw trouoled fx the li tie brow!' The cht-eks with falling tears are wet. Come here, and tell jour papa, sweet. What it is ail about." "I slia'n't!" And on a s'ool slie took a sea, Back to me, with an angry Haunt. Of course she neded discipline; But we who felt the r'gorous rule In childhood are quite apt to io At the extreme rom that old school. So I read on, and Jet her pout A while, and then Mild, pleasantly, "Come, Rosv-Posy, to n about. And tell me what your grief can be. Did dolly cry when she was dressed, Or e'arlo hark till you were 'fraid. Or kitty scratch because you pressed. Or pluched, or scared her as you played? Did mamma" Ye ! that's what it She erlfd, and f.uvd me in a trice. "She wouidu't do my hair in Irlz! And then she said I wasn't nice! "Well, yes, I appose of course 1 cried. And that was whv she said so, but She's cross! I won't be piicilled ! whe's Just as ug'y " "There! tut, tut! Come see yonr papa, and forget About It that's a darll g do! Come, tiry your cheeks, all soiled and wet ; . Your papa loves you mamma, too." "I won't! I don't love her at all; Nor you you're just as bad as she yor Frank, nor Hess, nor Uncle Paul!" "But what have I doue? Don't love me, Your papa?" Then a doubtful pause, And st ubborn uess of Stuart king yuick clutched at. "No," said she, "because You married such a cross old thing!" Earl Marble. DOflERTY. Xlie Story of a Woman Who Never Had ' a Chance. KUzabeth. Stuart Thelps,dent In the IndepenIf you want to see the inside of a station, you'd ought to have been here last night. It isn't often, ma'am, there is a night that would be suitable for you. I don't think . there's been half a dczen this winter that I'd want you round if you was my daughter or my sister begging your pardon, ma'am, as the best way 1 can put it to you to express my meaning and the feeling that a man has about such things. Ever see our books? No! just you look here, if you please. Just count thoe page, will you? From there to there. We took in all those in December. In the month of December, Ibid, we had at this one station 2 232 men and women. Of course, there's the usual share of arrests. There's Mahoney, and Jones, and Sullivan, aud Pete Cart wright, and Julia Henderson right under my Hurts, ail arrests. All drunk. But most of 'em are vagrancies in the winter time. You see, it was pretty cold last December, especially nights. And then we are careful about our officers. Don't allow kicking, and no more swearing at 'em than circumstances require. These creeturs get such thiugs round among themselves. Tney have a fancy for this station, maybe, I don't know how that is. We mean to be humane on this crps. That's our theory. Some of our officers have a very gentlemanly way. Not that we think it makes much difference. I tell you, madam (you may better understand it at 'the - outset), I don't know what your intentions are of course but ladies come with so many charitable and curious designs which it seems a pity to disappoint; but I tell you the folks that get into these places are a hopeless lot. There are folks without a chance. Most of us have a chance, I reckon, in this world, some time or nutber; even them poor devils. But by the time they get here their chance is dead as John Brown's body. I don't say there's never an exception. Now, there was that creeturlast Bight Maybe if somebody'd taken her in band several years ago if a lady with the way you eeem to have (I hope you'll excuse me, ma'am, but there is a diHVrence in a lady's way, such as I you tbink'd hve to be a man, and do a pretty rough man's work, like mine, for instance, to understand so clearly as you might.) I wished last night, I will confess, that there'd been a hdy here. It did occur to me to go home fo1 my wite. But I never bring my wifa int j the station house. Here's the entry the last one, I mean. See! "D: Doherty, Eilen, February 23, 1377.agrancy. hen 1 get time r in going to count up how often that woman's name has been on these books. But it would take a good deal of time. It's some years. I remember very well the first time she came. Don't know how I happen to. There's such a lot of young girls. And pretty ones, too. This one was more than common good looking an Irish girt. She had a dark style and wai paler than moat of 'em. 1 think it mutt of been five years ago. It was the first ime she d ever been arrested. She look on readfully about it She hadn't begun to Irink then. And what she was taken ud for d never happened before. It was the first me, she said, b mi sways, I remember, 1 ueved her. Seemed as if she'd break her 'eait. Hadn't any folks, she said. Iler'n were dead. She cooped up in a little heap in the corner on the door that night, and eat crying all the night. It wasn't till nigh morning that the other women could get a word out of her. If I remember straight. we had an uncommonly rough lot of women lolks on that night I woudn't have put herin among 'em, but there's no other way. never get quite used to that shutting up a onng thing with an old one Weil, so she was sent to the house for nrty days, and by and by she was back n n. She catne of her own accord that e. Bald she coulda t get anything to do. raj to me she said she wanted honest k. Tory do say it once in a while. And as a pretty cold nL;bt She came for a ce to sleep. S after that we gjt pretty 11 used to her, but mostly after she begun drink aud alter like the rest It don't take long. Thdr own mothers wouldn't know 'em most y in three years orsj;le, maybe, as it baopens. Well, yes. Oar rule is: Come a fortnight d you go. When one comes steady for two kn, every night, then it it a case of cran y. and we can send em to the alms se. But Doherty, she was pretty careful grew smart as she grew worse. If shs it taken up. it wasn't for a long pull .'ever knew her In the house at the longest utrethan tore months at a time. And Lvben she come to lo lee she steered pretty Hear of the law fuming for a few nights. roti ee. aud then oil again on her own ways. They're mora afraid of the alms house than tbey art of L"t?. f So she got to be a pretty old cutomer always come to this station. I d?a't know J but that was my fault. Ooce I give her a pair of my wife's shoes. It was one Jan u try I morning, twelve below x-ro. She hadn't any stockings, only a par of old rubers.and her bare feet came through on to the pave ment, and it was pretty icy. I suppose I

might have lost my place for It Eb, cap'n? But I don't think Doherty ever told of me. She giew to be a pret'y tough case, Doherty did. And yet there was always something 1 liked about Doherty. You see she used to sing. Sometimes thy do. And once or twice I've had a chap here who conld draw portraits of the rest Scrawl the walls all over, if he wasn't watched. One of the worst cases we ever had on these books, his name was Gaffrey Peter Gaflrey. Killed an officer, finally, with a horseshoe. He used to talk Latin when he was drunk, and tome other language. I thought it was Dutch; but the chief heard him, and said he guessed it was Greek. The fellow use i to get the rest all ranged around like an audience, and then ko at it But penerally they talk religion. It's more popular. This Doherty that I speak of, she had a beautiful voice. Time and again I've set np here looking over the books at dead" of night alone along with an officer or so, and heard the call go up from a man somewhere down below: "Doherty! Sing ns to sleep! Doherty! Sing us to sleep!" And then Doherty. from the women's cell, would hear them, through the wall, and she'd begin. And the fighting and the swearing and all the horrid noise would quiet down; and, true enough, I think they slept I had a Newfoundland dog that went to sleep when my wife played the cabinet organ. Sometimes that woman would sing enough to make your flesh creep. Sbe'd lost all her books by that time; but'she never sang so when she was sober. And sometimes she'd strike up a pretty thing as clean and sweet as the hush a by my own baby bears, ma'am, from my own wife's lips. Sometimes she sang "Auld Lng Syne," or "Home, Sweet Home;" and once that woman picked up a song call d the "Three Fishers." Maybe you know it. You could hear her all over this great building:

For men most worK, ami women must weep, And women must weep. . 'Dou't you evi rsit.gany hymns, Doherly ?" I says to her one night more to see what she would say, you know. But she looked at me and made no answer, and passed on. Doherty never quite lost her ways, like other women, when she was herself. Sometimes she was quite manageable and gentle in her ways. ibat night she didn t sing at all. The men kept it up, olf and on, all night. "Is Doherty in to-night?" "Hasn't Doherty come!" "Sing us to sleep, Doherty, sing us to sleep! ' But she wouldn't open her lip; and when morning came it was a snowy morning and I It t her out; she tuged a little this way on my sleeve as she weut out and said : "Good by, lieutenant," like a lady. Sbe didn't show herself again for a long while after that This winter she's come pretty often. In December she come nigh her fortnight'j term; but she cleared out just in time. Then again this month. It's been a pretty cold winter, and the woman seemed sickly. I felt sorry for her. She'd grown unpleasant looking, and she coughed. I don't think she had any place of - her own this season anywhere. We couldn't find out The cap'n and I felt a kind of interact, you tee, she'd been on our books so long. It was oniy natural. But I do assure you, ma'am, there is nothing to be done for such a case. Notb -ing whatever, I wouldn't look like that if I was you. You can't help it. Him that permits 'em. He strikes 'em off our books, now and then, into His, madtm; and best for Him and them and us, I take it when it heppens. Now, last night, the 23d of February, that woman, sbe'd just made out her fourteenth night consecutive; and 1 had it plained to send her to Tewksbury to day. She'd be warm in the poor house at least, and sure of her rations. Cap'n and I both felt glad of it when we saw her stagger in. He said," We've got her this time," and I said, "Here again, Doherty." I went up to speak to her, for I felt a little sorry, too, knowing it was the last time. For you couldn't understand how familiar their faces grow, nor the kind of feeling that an officer gets about them, now and then. There is the entry just as I put it down, after so many times: "No. 31 (she came in rather early) No. 31. D: Doherty Ellen, Vagrancy. Si.k." For we saw at ouco that sbe was pretty sick. She'd been beating about in the storm. The snow was all over her. I noticed that sbe had on a clean calico dress. She stood just where you're standing, ma'am, while I made the entry. It took the snow sora. time to melt, for it had sleeted tome. She looked almost as if she was in a white dress, she was so covered. She had her hair done up neat too. I thought I'd go and see her in the cell myself. So I went down. She walked very slow, and seemed weak. "Tired, Doherty?" said I. . "Lieutenant," eaid she, "folks used to call me NelL Nobody called me Doherty till I begun to come to the police station. I don't think anybody called me that till I'd bteu into the house." sys she.. Then I eaid, for I thought I'd pacify her if I could, "Are yon sick tt ngbt, Nell?" "Oh, my God!" says she jast like that. Then she threw up her arras over her head and began to sob and take on. But she didn't swear. Sue felt too sick, I take it. Sj we put her in with the rest, aud she got into the corner and at crying. It was not ti'l toward midnight that sh begun. They didn't gt well in and qo'etd before that. But evety now and then th men would call, "Sing ns to sleep. Doherty I Where is Doherty? Doheny, sing ns to sleep!" Toe Htorm st in hard toward midnight. It beat heavily here upon the office win dow. as you see, ma'am, and we get a pretty clean sweep of Jhe wind on account of the street running to the wharves. I sent down once to ask how Doherty seemed; but the officer reported that she wasquier, and wished the rest were. Tn y d all set iu, men and oraen. he satd. in concert, crying out, "Sing us to sleep, D-Jbem r , I'rity8.on she begin. I cjuld bearhr plain aooye the roann of the storru. S'ae begau Doherty began that that poor miserable crectur she that was once a woman like other woman folks xcuse me. ma'am, but ahr'd bei-tr on our b.toka a good many years. I've b ard hrr sing such thing.! I never looked to b uken by surprise as iAmrty took me. luu're not. surprised very easy ir suci a place as this at anything your feitow sinners do But about midnight, when thestmn w is at its thick aad lhj cells er growing s'ill, Doherty, sbe sat up aud bega to slug a hymn. She satg: jsh all we gather at th e r 1 v-r V My boy sings that at Sunday -scuool, and ray wife s:us strikes it ap the lirst tjiug on th cabinet orgn every Saoday night D herty sang it all turough: "At th margin of the river, W. wiling up itslv.rtray, W uil w Uk ..nl or'np ever. All the buppy, gotten duy." Those are the wur U. I thought perhaps

you wouldn't know them. Folks sing them

a great deal in the Btptist church. Before you could have cocked a pistol it was as quiet as the grave all through this place- The officers looked at .one another. Ail the mn waked up. The women, thev got together in a heap about her. The rap tain saw! to me "Djherty's singing hymn tunes!" I said I thought we'd go down and see; and down we went When we looked in at the grating, I wish, ma'am, you could have seen thone men ragged, rough, drunk. Some of 'em ttken in awful crimes. No. I don't wish you had seen them. Cut there they st. as silent as a row of angels on the judgment y, a listening to bear that woman si tig. O .ie and anottjr, they said: "Hush! hush!" And one fellow said: "I used to sing that song my self." He was up for assault and battery. Badly bctten. too, himself, about the face. He crept along the wall, I noticed on his knees, to get where he could bear her better. When she stopped, he hollered out: "Give us some more, Doherty!" And the mt said: "Doherty, give us another pealm-tune!" But one of the women said : "Come, Nell! Sing us to sleep with the hymn." So then she began again; and she give It to 'em. one upon another, last and clear. Heaven knows where the creetur learned 'em. At some Protestant Sunday-school, may be. where she'd wandered in at holi days. They go a good deal on account of the Christmas presents. ' We all cot round her there the men inside and the officers without and listened lor awhile. I don't think I ever heard her sing so in all my life. Doherty had a hue voice, and no mistake. If she'd been respectably born sbe'd bave been a great singer, that woman, I tske it; and folks would have been running to the opera and to concert halls to hear her. Sj there she sat and sung. She set up in one corner, with her chin upon her band, and noticed nobody, but stared sir light on before her. She sing ' Nearer, my God, to Thee," and "Dep'hs of Merry;"' and she sung "I heard the voice of Jesus say," and "Love at Home," and all those. And all the men and all the women listened. And I paw the cip'n draw his hand acrost his eyes. And I'll own it was too. much for me; I will, indeed. To see her there, letting out tho?e holy words so trustfully, as yo-i might say, ma'am as if she had as much right to 'em as anybody that poor wretched madam, it was enough to break 3'ur heart to bear her. I couldn't help remembering how prrtty sae hid been and youn. and how she took on toe fust night sue ever came t us. Pretty soon I came away up stair for she unmanned me so, heloro the men; and 1 aet down here and bad it out alone. But while I was setting here I heard a lull, and one of the Irish boys called out: ' ' Give us one more, Doherty! Then ye can tike yer steep yerself." And thn, ma'am, she began, quite low and in a faiut voice, and very sweet, and the sung . "Jesus, Lover of my Soul." She sung in this way, singing louder now and then "Let me to thy bosom fly, While the billows near me roll. Hide me, O Thou savior, hide. And in the midst of the verse she stopped. The men called to her, and the women, and the cap'n said: "Give us the rest, Nell!" I was rather glad he called her Nell just then; for when we got in, wondering what it all meant and hushing np the women, ma'am, as best we could, we found ber lying turned a little on ber side, with her face against the wall, quite dead. Is Hlaalaic an Act or Piety? A writer in the Woman's Journal takes up the cudgel on behalf of dancing, and implicitly of the waltz, on the ground that as it penetratej the ruder districts of New Eigland the boisterous and vulvar social games of the rural "settlements" disappear. If there is no dancfag there arc "string gimes," and1 wla'-ever these .things may be they are said to require the kissing of all the women in the company each by a large number of ni-n. Tnis rude and indelicate famlliarityr the Journal says, "flourishes uuder the very eyes of our revivaiUts, in the church sociables them Selves, where the inot innocent fcquar dance would be severely censured Iu a late rrurder trial in Vermontaceriaiu guilty deaon admittd that hi tirst mad th a'quaiotaiice of his person u at a'ch irch sK.-iai' at his own hute. While o d and young were pitying an o.d fishioned gamn the d-acoi, as a forfeit, was sentenced to kiss Mrs. C . Lit Francesca da Rimini, he lays all his troubles to that kh-s Since bis arrest he has s'a'ed that np to this time he had been true in thought as well as tn deed to his wife. The n&ivtc of this confession heenn almost absurd; but did ever a sinner, indicted for murder, trace all bis errors back to the demoralizing influence of a slagle dance? Left to themselves at scho 1 festival, the young people would iika to dance. Tt.e dancing beiug held objectionable. some thing else must be introiuced, and, on the proposition of 'string game?,' one may see church members, deacons, and. for anght I know, clergymeu themselves, joining iu the rude rpjrt I have knowa it a serious ground of objection to public schools on the part of well-bred parents, th it thy would not consent to bave their young daughters ra lely kissed by naif the tjwn on such occasion-; and I nave seen such prtjulices gradually removed by the substitution of ritnei- " KMtr-OU. It is said of Spurgoii that' in his pointed way be cried out f r m in- pulpit "Tuere's a shoemaker. Ltst S in ly ho told sh- e-t that amounted to i.inepem c, aVl thre was four I ence profit on it" la the audicne- th-re wa a sho-'oiak-T who h id don that very thins. Tlw mystery bothered bini all the week, so ou the next Sunday h hsd his girl o.ten the shop - hil he atr-iin nt toc'turch. "Ah, sinner," Spurceon b 'gnn, "s'liniug by pr ixy is just a bad as though you sinned yours If. Ii'n ne for you toconihre jo irst-U an.i leave jour dauht'r to keep shop" Toe Bhoflmaker wis dumbounded. It Kit him thinking, and he was c inverted. Sturgeon, hea-iog the ci rooms aoces, id he bdieved the Holy Spirit inspired his words. Five hundred fc'o n mi u gallons o petroleum wts fXfor'ed from this country frm 1800 to 1871. whic'a Lroug'it an av-ae price or 31 cet a ira'ton, Hotouii'in t t i $I37WUW From J371 t J87fi. civni.g t -in sinio p. nod of fir j years, lh re were sbipoed l.IOO OoO.OnO. or twicn us much tl, whicli sold at tie avmir prlc of IS cents per gal'oo. real z.ng $IC5.0X).KX) iti in ceased exportn neiied ca umjcy by $22 O00.UUO than the shipments of the fir?t named period. '

(Kttll I.N YORK.

' Its VaTgnrity hikI Il Crimea. lUtica Observer.! The city of New Yoik has recently exhib ited some striking illustrations of the vulgarity of greed. Many poor ami honest people, who are too busy to cultivate the finer amenities of life, harbor the delusion that the rich arertuued by virtue of their wealth. This is a great mis'ake. Money cannot often convert a gentleman into a boor, and it can never convert a boor into a gentleman. Lea-t of all can it work the miracle of making a lady out of the raw material of feminine vulgarity. The hrst case in which the public has lately been called npou to pass an opinion is that of the Lord-Hicks families. A man of 80 married a wid w who was his junior by iu arly 40 years. The man was worth a million or more, and the woman was fascinating and extravagant It goes without savin that if Mr Lard had been poor the widow Hicks would bave njected bim. But the essential coarseness of the transaction by which she sold herself for gold has already been sufficiently criticised and condemned. It was reserved, however, fjr the sons of Mr. Lord to make the most revolting exhibition of their grted. These sons were not bojs, but grown men, who paraded themselves as 'gentlemen in those circles to which their father's money gained them admission. In the nar that they were to lose part of the wealth which somebody else had earned. they rushed into court, and demanded that their father should be declared a lunatic, that his marriage should be set aside, that he should be locked up in an asylum, and that his estate should be immediately transferred to them. They invited the attention of the newspapers to their grievances, and sought to give to the scandal all the publicity possible. After their father bad kept himself in hiding for several weeks he suddenly put in an appearauce, and comple'cly turned the tables on his ungrateful offspring. He tot only demonstrated that be was sane, but ha painted such a picture of his home life, under the persecution of bis children, who were constantly assailing mm tor spending bis own money, that the newspaper Teaders bgan to see some sub stantial reason for h'S second marriage. . The ca-e against him wss virtually abandoned, and Mr. and Mrs. Lord signalizrd their tri umph by decorating her house wito nags a small pt-cu of vulgarity of a piece of all that went before. The seiotd case that of Miss Susan Dickie, involves a crim of such magnitude that its perpetrators ought to be lodged in the state prison before the proceedings end. Here was a young woman, the possessor of $150 000, who wat seized by her brothers and iders and thrust into the Bloomingdale asylum, on the lying certificate of a bribed physician, who declared that she was a lunatic Sue remained in this living tomb seven years, while the gnouls in her family were using her property. Iiis somewhat difficult to suppress the feelings which such a high handed outrage provokes, and to consider the cate simp'y as an illustration of the vulgtrity of greed, but even in that aspect, it points a moral. The brothers and sisters of Miss Dickie ar sapiosed to bave belonged originally to the human species. Greed, avarice, the love yf tuoney, which has wisely bt-en called the root of all evil, converted tneru into vultures. They parted company with all those attributes which distinguish humanity and ennoble the higher orders of four-footed blasts. Gratitude, the ap Creciation of kindness, love of their own reed traits which are shared by men, horses, dogs and other decent animals were driven out of tbe breasts of these creatures by a wad desire to possess themselves of Wealth. They were more unclean and vulgar than hogs wallowing in lllth. In their costly houses, surrounded by luxuries. and moving in what is called "good society," they had not risen to the moral altitude of the average hyena. Surely every clean person, evn those who are so poor that hunger somt-times pinches them, should pray to be delivered from that spirit of greed which in its worst estate degrades, debases and vulgarizes men and women below the level of the lowexr. hrn'es. Indications of 1'rutf re. II. S. Holland In Sciibner's.1 The indecent poet of to-day is obliged to publish his owq books! No respectable publisher will contaminate his shelves, even with his name, ill matters little how many dramas Tennyson may write in thgje latter days, or bow much he may attempt to give them the aucient formated flivor tbty will always lack one element tbatof indelictcy. He leaves coir hs. inlecency, the double entendre, forever behin They belonged to another age, and all these facts bhow that we have nude a great advance. Owiiig mainly to the wretched assumptions of dogmatic theology and the presumptions of priestly power, the literary men and women of forfuen days were scoffers open, aggressive, defiant enemies of Christianity. Now, although there is lamentation on every side that our gi4-a test literary producers are wanting in faith that they withhold their affectionate and trustful allegiance to the Curtstiau rel'gion, aud regard the church as the conservator, of a great mm of superstitions, the scoffers are few. We do not believe there was ever a time when the great nisj-.rity of l:terary men and women held so kindly an attitude towsrd the Christian faith as they hold to-day. T icy are recoga zing tie fact that there is something iu it a very powerful something in if, somewhere aud something In it for 'them, if they could but clcr t of ts huks and find the divine meat and meining of it They feel their lack of fait h t4 be a misfortune. Now, the difference betwteii this attitude and that of -uch a man, tuy, as Vo'UIre, or Thomas Paine, marks a grea' advance. We still bave Bradlaugl.s, it is true, but, though we tolerate tlw "i, and listen to them, thvy have a very shabby following. The changes' that bave occurred in the church itself are v ry retna kable evidences of ptogrees For the. la t three hundred year the world has carried on an organized rebellion against priestcraft, and has been s'owiy hut surety releasing itself from slavery. The superstition of witchcraft has departed from it It Is true we still try men for hereby, and ' tie their legs with creeds, but the followers of Ctlvin d i not bnrn the descendant of . Set vetua They "suspend" them "from the ministry," a modeot hanging which is not only quite harmless, but rather honorable than otherwise. Tbe prejudices brtween tcis have notably been broken down withia the last fifty years a tesult which tmsvtiably 'o'lowed tne decline of belief in the oversbadowiug and allsubordinatihg . Importance of theological formula! Mn arj trying to get at the center and es-ence of Christianity as they Cever were trying b fore; and they finJ that the mora cloely they, approach the center, tu morw ch-ely th-y get together. . In the world's politics we still bave war;

but hew modified is even this awful relic of barbarism ! How jealous of it has tbe Christian world become! How it questions III How it strives in a thousand ways to mitigate its horrors and inhumanities! What a shout it sends up when two great nations meet and settle by arbitration a question which in any previous age would have been a cause of war! The duel, too, is in disgrace. Slavery is abolished nearly everywhere cn tbe face of the globe. Prisons have been reformed. The insane,' formerly forsaken of man, and supposed to be forsaken of God, are tenderly cared for by every Christian ttnte. A thousand charities reach out their helpful bands to the unfortunate on every side. The naions are brought every day nearer to ore another, in the interchanges of commerce, and in the knowledge of and respect for one another. Popular education is augmenting its triumphs and enlarging its area every day. And this record of improvement is sealed by vital statistics which show that the average duration of human lite has been slowly but indisputably increasing from decade to decade. The world improves, but it improves as the tree grows, "without observation." The work of one man's life is small when applied to twelve hundred millions of people, but it tells in the grand result We discover a great nest of corruption in our government, aad are tempted to despair, but we break it np. ' There are so many vicious men around us that we feel as if the world was going to the dos, yet the recoil and outcry and protest we make show that we are more sensitive to the apprehension of what in bad than we were formerly. The world improves, and the man who can not see it has a very good reason for suspecting that there is something morally at fault in himself.

Tbe Encllnb Jealousy or Bnaala. John Bright' s great speech at Birmingham, in opposition to the war policy of the English government is reporled in full in the London papers. In commenting upon the jealousy of Russia which prevails in England, and which has existed for 40 years past, he says: "I was reading the other day a book, tome of singular interest the memoirs and correspondence of tbe late Charles Sumner, senator from Massachusetts, in the United States. Charles Sumner was a personal friend of mine, and he corresponded with me for many years. In lookingover his memoirs I came on what I thought a remarkable passage, which yen will permit me to read. It is in one of his letters from England in 1S30. It was just previous to the time there bad bpen so much excitement in this country about Russia, and some people had really so nearly approached to a condition fit for bedlam that they believed the Russiann were likely to come through the Baltic and to invade the east coasts of England, an 1 they persuaded the government of that day (always too ready to ba persuaded on things of that kind) to add 5.000 men to the navy, in order that the .panic might be put an end to. 'Like putting a plaster on a sore when the people get into a panic of this kind they vote two millions or five millions, or 5,000 men to tbe navy, or 10,000 men to the army and then people go to their beds and sleep quietly laughter ld all is, that next morning they hay . the tax gatherer, and they pay.' Well, now, at that time there was living in England a very eminent man, the late Lord Durham, who was a member of the reform cabinet He was one of the members of the committee of that cabinet who drew up the first reform bill. He was a man of very liberal views at that time, and wished tbe cabinet of Lord Gray not to give us a 10 franchise, but a household franchise, and to accompany it with the ballot I told you what sort of a man he was, but be had been minister at the court ot tbe czar at St Petersburg, and Mr. Sumner says this of bim: 'I ventured to ask him what truth there was in the present reports with regard to the hostile intentions of Russia toward Eogland in a war. 'The truth,' said he, 'I'll give you leave to call me idiot if there is a word of truth in it' Ho said that Russia was full of friendly regard for England, and he denounced Urquhart the lata Mr. Urqubart he died during the last autumn somewhere in the south of France he denounced Urquhart, wbo is now going about the kingdom preaching against Russia, as a madman.' Well, I have known Mr. Urquhart in the house of commons. I would not like to say a word against him, now that be is not here to answer for himself, hear, hear, but this I may say without wrong, that he was a man so pos-esed of certain notions that it was scarcely possible to believe him in a condition for fairly reasoning upon them. He believed that the Czar Nicholas managed tbe whole world by his diplomacy. He believed that Lord Plmerston was bribed by the Russian government to sell the liberties of Europe and the interests of this country to Russia. He believed, and I have heard him say it in the most positive manner, that the war in the Crimea was not to save Turkey, but to place Turkey in the hands of Russia; and that, if we would leave Turkey alone, and leave her to fight Russia alone, Turkey was perfectly Eufe, and that Russia would be easily and finally vanquished. Now these were the views of Mr. Urquhart, which I believe be held honestly, for he devoted years of his life to preaching them; and Lord Durham stated that Mr. Urquhart, in approaching these, was quite like amadman, and was utterly ignorant of the true state of things in Russia." Ucbtlnar a Match. New York Times.1 Tb.fi match box, the wall and thn carpet are the three substances upon which tbe average woman will con -tot Vt light a match, and it should be noticed; as a curious and as yet unexplained fact that no woman, in any circumstances, dreams of ligbtin; matches on the under side of a marble mantel piece. Man, on the other hand, regards the mantel piece as the natural complement of the match, and if he happens to be near one wben about to light a match, uniformly scratches it on the nndr side of the marble. Some men prefer to light matches on the soles of their boots, except, of course, wben the soles in question are damp. Tbe vast majority of male human beings, whether men, boys or advocates of female dress reform, light their matches on their trousers. Judge Darling, of Clinton, Iowa, stated in a temperance meeting recently that Hon. Stephen A. Douglas died raving with delirium tremens in Chicago. In answer tbe Chicago Times eavs: "Judge Darling pave utterance to a wicked, atrocious, unmitigated falsehood. Tuere is no truth nor any foundation of truth in any such statement. Mr. Douglas died at the Trement to use in this city after an illness of two or three weetr, brought on. in the opinion of bis physicians, by anxiety and over exertion in bis remarkable speaking tour immediately precediog the election of Mr. Lincoln."

EKGLAXD. Her Fleet and llerrotnre. bevr York Herald. England's position in the Oriental difficulties is not improved by the complication in regard to her lleet, which may yet involve her in war. or failing that inflict upon her a humiliation which must prove so mortifying to the nation as to excite great bitterness against the government It would be well for Earl Beaconsfie.'d ta have his windows insured, for it may be their turn next Within a very short time the British fleet could have gone to Constantinople with prestige and effect By a wise aud adroit diplomacy the way could have beeu smoothed for it to appear in the Golden Horn, even now, with that easy eclat which with tho prime minister pastes tor success. But blunder follows blunder and the end is not yet Some days since the British fleet was ordered to Constantinople because England was kept in doubt as to terms of peace, and,, fearing they would be inimical to her, was determined to take a guarantee against Russia. But the terms were made known the same day, and tne order to the fleet was countermanded. That countermand was an expression of England's satisfaction with the terms made. aLd it presented the advance of tbe fleet in the light of a step that England was prepared to take if uncertain of Russia's course or dissatisfied with it And now that the fleet has again been ordered to Constantinople Russia has the right to regard this act in the light in which it was evidently regarded by the British government 'on the former occasion. That Russia did so regard It is certain- from what has followed, for the sultan's response to England is simply Russia's response to him. England requested the sultan's leave to send her ships to the Bosphorus, and as the sultan is at the mercy of the Russians he could not give such a permission without reference to them. He was under heavy bonds not to do 60. He could only reply that this would justify an act on the part of Russia that it was imperative for him to avoid, and whether he had a bint to that effect from them or spoke from his own perceptions his reasoning is equally in accordance with the logic of his position. ' Russian dispatches indicate that the view taken in St Petersburg is in accordance with that taken at Constantinople. With England notified as to the consequences, the Russians would apparently preler that she should insist, upon going forward. If she does not insist, if p he yields to the sultan's refusal, the fact will be disgraceful to her; but if ehe forces her way in, as she can with half a dozen cannou shot, she will be at war with Turkey, and will at last have driven the Ottoman into the arras of her enemy, and will have given that enemy a valid reason for the occupation of the sultan's capital. From the report that the Grand Duke Nicholas is to visit Constantinople on the invitation of the sultan the establishment of amicable and pleasant relations between the belligerents beems in a fair way to follow the conclusion of peace; and if, at such a critical moment, England takes an attitude of hostility to tbe sultan an alliance of the two great empires of eastern Europe may arise to change the destinies of the whole orient

Tbe ForUUcatlona of tbe Dardanelles A writer in the Allgemeioe Zeitung says: "Ihe straits at Gallipoli are about a German mile (four English) broad. To the southeast is Lamsakl, on the woody Asiatic shore, just opposite the mouth of ths.Espo tamos; a little further on tbe straits gradually become more narrow np to Sestos and Abydos, celebrated as tbe scene of the story of Hero and Leander, and still more as the place where the army of 3erxes and that of Alexander under Parmenion crossed to the European shore. The first Turkish fort is on the adjoining cape of Nagara-Uurun. "The straits then turn directly to the south, antl here is their narrowest part, not quite 2,000 metres wide, between 'the castles of the Dardanelles' at Tchanak Kalssi, on tbe Asiatic, and Ktlid Bahri, on tbe Roumelian side. The old fortifications consist mainly of towers and brick walls, which shortly before tbe outbreak of the war were armed with big guns of very old pattern, . some with stone projectiles. A thort time ago some of these walls were pulled down, especially those to the south - of Tchanak Kalessi, in order to lay down the huge Krupp guns presented by Herr Krapp to the late Sultan Abdul Az z. The ctstle of Tchanak Kalessi commands the whole of the southern part of the Dardanelles up to the J-ean sea; and it is therefore the central point of all the maritime defences between Kum-Kaleh on the south and Gallipoli on the north. "Beside the above castle three batteries Medjdie, Kiscbe-Burun and Nagara Burun have been recently armed with Krupp guns of various calibres and twenty and sixty and thirty pounders. Kilid Bhr, on the European shore, formerly also had an imposing park of artillery consisting of old guns, which,' however, were of but little practical use. Some of them bore the arms of the Venetian republic, aud there was an immense quantity of stone projectiles. These have all been removed, aud most of the cannon have been replaced by Krupp guns, which are stated to be fifteen in number. There are also in the neighborhood of Kilid-Bahri three shore batterits: Dermen Tabia, with eleven guns (including five Krupp); Tchan Tabia, with seven gun, and Boali Tabia, with twenty old twtlvt and six and thirty pounders. "In proctedingsonthward from.the castles of the Dardanelles, one preceives on the Asiatic side a lofty and commanding shore, which has hitherto not b n fortified, the site ot the ancient Dardanis, which baa given its name to the straits. At the southern entrance to the Hellespont are ttie two forts of Kuln-Kaleh aad Sdd Bahri, the former on tbe coast of the Troad, and tbe latter at the extreme southerly end of the Thracian Chersonese. Tbehe forts were erected by Sultan Mohammed' IV. in 1659, and they baye lately been strengthened by several batteries on the Rjumelian shore. Their position is not, on the whole, so favorable from a military point of view as that of the castles of the Dardanelles, and SedilBahri, from its isolated position, might easily be threatenel by a land force coming from tbe shores of the -F.ean. "As to the question of tbe possibility of forcing a passage through the straits, the writer thinks that such an undt-rtaking, though not absolutely impowble, could in the present state of the fortifira'ion not ba carried out by an iron c!aJ fiet withoai losing several of its ships. lie believe however, that owing to tbe strength of tae current, especially when a north wind i. blowing, it would be 'scarcely possible to. close np the channel by means of torpedoes." Boonville Enquirer: The wheat crop generally looks promising.

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