Indiana State Sentinel, Volume 28, Number 47, Indianapolis, Marion County, 19 November 1879 — Page 3

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THE INDIANA STATE SENTINEL, "WEDNESDAY NOVEMBER 19, 1879.

LITTLE HANDS.

BT X. A. tattle hands so meekly folded Over bby "h pulseless breast ; Little heart, that loved so fondly. Beats no more she is at rest. Over baby's snowy forehead Cluster curls of sunny batr, And the golden, silky lashes Sweep the cheek, so white ami lair. Closed the lips that often prattled To us in suoh childish glee: Closed the eyes that beamed so brightly, From all care and sorrow free. In the tiny waxen fingers place a rosebud rich and rare. And around the shrouded figure Scatter lilies pure and fair. One frail, tender little blossom God gave us. Now she is gone. Can I bear my sorrow bravely. Calmly say "Thy will be done?" Father, help me bear my burden. As I journey through this life, Looking upward, looking onward. To that home where all Is light. IN AFTER YEARS. BY ANNIE NOLAND. It w&s a dewy, lazy autumn morning; tho village street lay droituiy and quiet. I was ;busily arranging my little shop. Sheeny ribbons, filmy laces and 6uch trifles must be made to look just as tempting as possible. This morning I felt particularly happy in thus displaying my goods, and -when all -was done, I stopped back proudly into my pleasant sitting room, where I had pretty lace curtains looped back from the windows, and over them tasteful lambrequins, made from a rich silk from my departed glory, and a comfortable lounge was covered with some fabric from the same hoarded store. Still, as I watched my gold-fish sailing, industriously about in the globe, around which were beautiful flowers blooming, I thought, "Well, I am just as much of a lady as Aire. Ashbrovne, who lives in the mansion with towers, and and drive up to my humble door in her splendid equipage, and haughtily handles my boxes ef ribbons, but seldom finds anything which suit her fastidious taste. Yes, quite as much of a lady," and I sat down contentedly in my low rocker and hummed an old familiar song cheerily, as I looked out on a fairy form flitting gaily about beneath the maples now all scarlet and gold. I was happy, happier than I had been for a long time. 1 noilded gaily to laisy, and wonder, ed what could be going to happen that I was so unusually bright. "Oh, nothing, of course. everything had happened, and was done happening with me long ago." Then I wandered off into the past and remembered the old heart-ache and heart-break of long ago. "What if Fred and I had married? I suppose I should have been a lady then after his fashion, shut up all day long in some gloomy house with no company but my servants, fashionable solitude in a city house perhaps with my husband away from home most of the time. Yes, I iclt quite inclined to forgive my Quandom lover that ho never married mc, but went off somewhere and left me. So I left off loving him and loved my little self. I'm fond of colors. Love all things that are beautiful and graceful. Fred used to say I was something of an artist if I had only had opportunit;?s; but then he was a great .flatterer in tho-o days. I am delighted when the village girls come in and view my pretty wares and glance with arch and bewitching smiles into the mirror as they try the effect of cardinal, orange, blue. I seldom dream of a higher life now, for tho truth is, Daisy leaves mc little time for building castles in Spain. If she were my very own I couldn't love the child more; and that reminds me that I must tell you the story: About eight years ago I went to open my shutters one morning, when curled up in a basket on my doorstep was Daisy. "YV'hereevcr did she come from? I never knew. All the explanation she made was to reach out her dimpled arms and coo something quite unintelligible to my untutored ear. Everybody commented. Friendly advice was not wanting with regard to sending the child to a foundling hospital or orphan asylum. But I did not take any advice. I simply cared for and loved the baby, until, I think, had anybody come to claim the child but that was altogether unlikely, I soothed myself by thinking. I should just as soon think of Fred's coming back sometime, and that is one of the impossibilities. Yes, Kred had gone for good, as the children say. Oh, how happy we were in the long ago, and I drew a tiny locket from my bosom, which always lay there close to my heart, and saw the bright eyes looking lovingly into mine and the curlyhair clustering about the white forehead. "Yes, too happy to last," as Fred had said the very last night wo met. "To fasti" said I, "why do you talk so, Frederick?" and my heart gave a groat bound, for I suddenly remembered the talk that had reached my ears about Fred. A fine lady had come that summer to board at our village hotel, a beauty, I had heard, with a fortune at her command. Frederick had undoubtedly paid her some attention. "Was entirely too attentive for a man already be trothed,'' was soon whispered here and there by gossiping tongues. But I had unbounded confldenoe in Fred, and never upbraided him upon the subject. I think he would have said much more on this our last night together, tut seeing how his words would hurt me, he remained brooding and silent for a while, then taking me tenderly in his arms he kissed me good night, and mur- , mured some excuse about leaving earlier than usual, and was gone. I never saw him afterward. Next morning it was found out that ho and'tbe enticinir beautv had left together: whither, no one knew, not even Frederick's parents, who were overcome with grief at the conduct of their once noble boy. After- - ward I heard of his marriage and bis moth er's death; then I worked day and night. and tried to forget my sorrow, and two years later Daisy came to cheer my lonely lile. But a sharp tingling of the bell stopped my reverie, and 1 hastened into the shop where I was confronted by a gentlemen a rather unusual occurrence very tall and very broad, he was dressed in a very good suit of gray, wore a gray hat. and his hair and long beard and mustache were also ting ed with gray, lie asked for some trine, and while nuJticg his selection watched me nar rowly; bat he paid for the articles without saying anything further, and passed out just as two or three other customers came in. For sometime I was occupied; when again at leisure I happened to think of the stranger and of Daisy. I hastened to tho window to call the chiid in, when there stood the gray gentleman, talking pleasantly with her. I screamed for Daisy to come in. She obeyed and the gentleman followed her closely. I met them inside the store door. Pardon me, mam; but whose child is this?" "I felt my cheeks burn painfully, and hesitating a moment at the abruptness of the question, I replied, "Mine, sir." Then to Daisy 1 said, "Bun up stairs, dear, until I Call you. "Your child V ha questioned. "Yes, sir; just the same as my own," said

I, trembling violently and busying myself about the counter. "But you are a stranger to me, sir, and I have something to attend to;' pointing to the door. "In one moment ; but I must know. "Wasn't the child left with you some eight years ago?" I was looking steadily into the man's face something in his voice had . betrayed him, and now tho eyes grew strangely familiar. I reeled forward, and would have fallen at his feet, I do believe, though, I never fainted in my life, had not his strong arms caught me. "Laura," have I grown so old, and ugly and gray that you have really and truly forgotten me?" Yos, it was indeed Fred come back again! His wife had eloped with a Spaniard and died ou her voyage to Europe less than three years aftor their marriage. "And 1 brought my little motherless babe and laid it at the door of the woman who had loved me, knowing no other to whom I could trust the wee burden," explained Fred. "It may look like a cowardly thing to have done, yet my motives were pure. I knew our lonely life, and thought could you learn to love the child, she would save you many a heart-ache. Is it not so?" "My punishment has been almost greater than I could bear," he continued, "and now, Laura, you will not deny mc one look at my child; and then, if you wish it, I will go away and never return any more." "But listen, dearest," as I rose to call Daisy, "I have not been idle these long years. 1 have a home and many comforts which I offer you and the child; will you can you forgive the bitter past and come live with mc, be my dear little wife just as we planned in the long ago?" 1 couldu't mistake Fred's old manner now, so I hiid my head on his shoulder, kissed his bearded check and said, "Yes, we would go and live with him." We had a quiet wedding in the village church two weeks later, and everybody was surprised to sec the little shop closed and it mUtresp gone away on her bridal tour, after they had one and all "given her up" as an irretrievable old maid.

A jrro Prayer. The following grotesque yet solemn prayer is a verbatim report taken in the winter of 1862-3, at a Methodist meeting held by plantation negroes in a settlement near camp: "O Lord Ood of this glorious universe, wilt dou look down in do omnipresence of dy eye upon deso dy collard children, bowed upon dc knuckle bone dis night. Tako a solemn peep upon us, and let a heap o light in. Dou knowest what dese dy poor darkies need. Derc be Sain, dere be Jerry, and derc be lompey. Dev are in dere sins, dat's what I reckon. Help drm to git up and git from the wilderness of sin, and come into tie clearing of salvation. Take a 6olc.inn peep, also, upon do darkies in de other cabin, who fiddle and whirl upon de bombastic toe, while dy servant fulminates words to dee. May dey rise above de anthratory things of dis world, and fly, like Mass Linkutnc balloon, heavenward. (1 rof. Lowes balloon was anchored near by.) Buler of all humans on dis earth, wilt dou bress generals in dc field dis night, if it be circumspection in dy eye. Bress do colonels in de field dis night, if it be circumspection in fly discreet eye; and also bress de Union soldiers, who carry de musket and chew cart ridge, fighting for do Union and do stars and stripes. Dey fight in a scientific caue, and be do bestest ob men ; but, good Lord, may dey swear less and pray more. And finally, bress dy humble servant now supplicating dee in behalf of dese benighted darkies. It behooves dee to dig deep in de very bottom of his heart. May dere be nary blimuiage between myself and iny Savior. In de language of the mighty Washington, dis world is all a fleetin' show. To-day we arc all alive and hoppin' around like grasshoppers; tomorrow de sickle of death cute us down and spreads us out like grass in hay-time. X)n every side dou knowest, O Lord, is de evidence of the dislocation and destruction of the human family. Dere be fighting among one anoder, and natural disease. But we die to live again, either as saints or evil spirits. Dare be discussions on doctrines, elecshion, before ordination, perfection and sich like, confuse de intellects of both black men and white. But dou knowest, good Lord, dat dese are vain illusions, splittin' and dividin' dy creatures into sexes without mercy. Many dere will bo with slick countenances, white collars and fine clothes, who will find dc gates shut against them, whilo de blind old woman, hobbling on crutches, she go straight in. Amen.' A Timely Query. Critics have classified Wirt's " Life of Patrick Henry " among the brilliant romances of biography. The distinguished author, while writing the "Life," found himself bothered. The facts were few, and even such as he had collected were of doubtful authenticity. He therefore called in the aid of his imagination, and wrote one of the most entertaining and unreliable of biog raphies. On a certain occasion Wirt and Daniel Webster were opposed to each other in the trial of a case. One of Webster's witnesses gave 6uch a testimony as would be likely, unless it was contradicted or impeached, to settle the case against lit s client. On beginning tho cross-examination, Wirt as sumed a manner expressive of incredulity, and asked tbc witness : " Pray, Mr. K , have you ever read 'Baron Munchausen?'" referring to a book noted lor its improbable stories. Before the witness had time to reply, Mr. Webster rose and said, " I beg pardon for interrupting you, Mr. Wirt, but there is one question 1 lorgot to ask the witness." " Ask it now, sir," answered Wirt in the blandest manner. " Sir," said Mr. Webster in his most solemn style, " have you ever read Wirt's 'Life of ratrick Henry .' Tho court, jury and spectators burst into loud laughter, in which Wirt joined. Web ster won tno case. . . The White House. Brooklyn Eagle, The White House was first built in 1702, at a cost of $330,0U0. It was not occupied until 1800. It was rebuilt in 1815, and reoccupied in 1818. Its porticoes were not finished until 1820. Altogether it is computed to have cost for 5ailing, rebuilding. and furnishing, about $1,700,000. The great east room for full dress receptions, measuring 80x40 feet, was finished about 60 rears ago. The wholo establUhtnenf has a front age of 170 foot, and a depth of 68 feet, and its vestibule is 50x40 feet. The garden and park which inclose the mansion occupy 20 acres. Tho cabinet room, 40x30, is on the second floor. It contains a long table with leather seated chairs, one or two paintings. and a large man of the United States. The picture of r rank Carpenter s "Emancipation Proclamation" gives a good view of the cabinet chamber. Ornamental. When a man becomes only an elegant piece of furniture in a woman's life, to be dusted at times and admiredat other!, it will generally be found that he endures the annoyance of neglected furniture little more. The level that we strike in the soul that touches us most Tiiarly is almost sure to be the nigh water marie of our own. is. a. meips.

THE" HOME.

It U not donbted that m ha a heme la that place where each on hae established bU hearth aad the tun of bia poeeeeeions and fortunes; whence ha will not depart. If nothing ealla him away; whence If be baa departed ha aeeme to be a wanderer, and if be relorna be ceeaee to wander. Definition from Clrll "Then atay at home, my heart, and reit The bird ia safest in ita neat; O'er all Ibat natter their wince and fly A hawk la bore ring in the ekjr; To atay at home ia beat." Longfellow. THE TOC SO FOLKS. Happy Jack. Jack will sit on the old farm gate. swinging away the whole a ay long; Little he thinks of fortune or fate As he whistles or hums or sings a song. Down by the pond where the lllllea grsw, or out in the neia where the niroies sing, Dp tu the barn, his song m IU show i'lank 1 " honnw na a r. bin. It Gathering apples each autumn day. r inning ior trout in me water Clear, Hunting for eggs amocg the hay. fie na aiway a laugn, ana never a tear. Picking nuls from the forest trees. uown in me orcnara naving a swing, Flying his klie in the evening breeze. j acs: is as nappy as any king." Kings have troubles and cares of state. Peace and quiet they often lack ; I envy not their fortune or fate, xneyre never so nippy as aear oia jack. Youth's Companion. Old Zachary. MT LESLIE THOKKK. "My Dear Fat tint It's awful dull here. " 'Your affectionate son, "Fraxk Fei.tox." "My Dear Sox I meant it should be. "Your affectionate father, "Francis Feitox." This was tho correspondence that took place between Frank and his father the week that Frank was settled for the vacation, in a lonely farm-house on the edge of the Essex dills, where the ocean washed the sloping beach with a melancholy sound, and the seagulls stooped to dip their wings in the surfas thev scudded bv. The fact was that Master Frank had de cidedly misbehaved himself during the last term in school, lie had plaved truant more than a dozen time?, headed an insurrection against the German teacher, a poor old near sighted gentleman, who could neither see nor hear distinctly; cut the rope from which the school-bell was suspended, and collected together a band of vicious and disorderly boys, who called themselves "jlidnight JUice, and made it their business to rob hen-roosts and orcha rds "just for fun," as they declared, when the village constable arrested them upon one ol their moonlight excursions. So tan'-, instead of going to the White Mountains in August, as he had hoped and expected, Master Frank found himself packed off to the Telfer farm-house, where there was no town within 10 miles, no neighbors. and, apparently, no possible means of getting into mischief. At first, Frank thought that he would run away, but he had no money, his allowance of pocket-money having been stopped by his futhgr, and it requires some ready cash to run away to advantage. He had no amusingstorics, only his school books and slate and his only diversion was to st roll along the edge of the sea-shore, fling ing stones into the waves at high tide, and watching how near he could come to the rolling lines of surf without getting the soles of his shoes wet. Poor Frankl No wonder that ho found things dull, and secretly resolved that it was better to have less "fun" during the school months and more in vacation. "I sav. Mr. Telfer." he said one day to the farmer, who was a blunt, gruff voiced man with a bristly beard and a bald head, "can't I go crabbing wrth those boys that I sometimes see down under the cliffs?" "No," said Mr. Telfer. ''Why not demanded Frank. "Bad boys," faid Mr. Telfer, "Well, then," said Frank, after a moment or two of silence, "can't I go and help that old man that is digging for clams every day, clear oft" by the Hornet Rock?" "Ain't diggin lor clams, said the farmer. "What is he doing then?" asked Frank. "Diggin for buried treasures. Goes there every day at low tide. Jleen there every day since I was a boy." "What treasure?" eagerly demanded Frank. "Well, I guess there ain't any there," said Air. Teller, "lucre was a story, years and years ago, that pirates buried their gold some where along Urn ere shore, and it s clean tamed Old Zachary's head; but I never be lieved the pirate-yarn, nor yet in the gold. "I suppose he never found annything?" "Who? Old Zachary? Not so much as a tin spoon, said lelfer. "Then what makes him keep on?" "Because he's a fool, I suppose." ''Where does he live?" "Down in that old hovel bv tho shore." "Whatl that miserublo old shanty that is all surrounded by water at hightide?" cried Frank. "I didn't know anyone lived there except, the rats and bats. "Old Zuchary lives there," said the farmer. " All alone by himself?" " Well, pretty much, I guess." " Has he lived there all his life?" " Come now," said the farmer, " you're asking a deal too many questions. I hain't got time to answer 'em all, not if I get my lull wheat into the ground to-uay. And Farmer Telfer weut off about his business, leaving Frank to meditate upon the curious stories which he had already heard. That afternoon, while the farmer was ab sent, he crept down under the shadow of the cliSs, to the boys, who were crabbing, and soon managed to scrape acquaintance with them. " I sav." said he to the bovs. "isn't that queer old white-headed cove digging away there by the point ot the rocks? "O," said tho taller of the two boys, " that's old Aachary. And then ensued a discussion on the poor old crazy man, and his various faults, follies and foibles. ' I say," cried Frank, " wouldn't it be fun to play a joke on hirn? "How?" queried the boys. "There's an old iron box up in Telfer's garret, with a broken llock, that isn t used for anything. Let's fill it with oats, and bury it just there, when he's gone, and hide behind the rocks to see what ne'll do when his spade strikes against the lid." "Agreed," cried the boys; and they wondered tbat thev never thought of it before. It was considerable of a job to lug the rustv old iron box down the steep. Judderlike steps of the farm house, when Telfer was in the fields and Mrs. Telfer out feeding her poultry, and, and as it was found quite impossible to get at the farmer's locked oatbin, they filled the box with damp earth to l irll 1 J 1 'J I S makie it still neavier, anu uurieu n atueiy in tho sand, just where poor old Zachary was digging away most industriously. Then, in the windy moonlight of achill Au gust night they concealed themselves behind a jutting point of rocks, and watched to see the wretched old creature s disappointment. They saw it all first the incredulous delight with which he listened to the metallic

sound of his spade clinking against something hard the eagerness with - which he dug up

the box, gasping for breath in his haste the wild earnestness with which he pried open the lid when at last it was uplifted out of the wet, clinging sand and the agony of despair that followed when he saw how he had been deluded. "Mcin Oott! mein GottI" cried poor, old Zachary, clasping his hands above his head, and sinking into a heap beside the delusive box which had so cruelly wrecked his hopes. frank relton was silent; a big lump rose to his throat, and he folt that the "joke" had somehow missed its point. Mischievous though he was. he regretted what he had done. But tho other lad was less sensitive he could not repress his giggling and laugh ter and all at once the truth flashed into old Zachary's mind. He had been the victim of a practical joke. In an instant he had sprung upon them like some wild animal, and dragged them across the sands, where the rising tide made a mummrous sound, to the wretched hut where he lived. "Me lock you up," he muttered "When morning come mc call a constable.' And sure enough, our little bovs presently iouna themselves all alone in the dismal darkness of the mouldy cabin, whose windows were too high for them to look out, and beneath which the gurgling sound of the waves could distinctly be heard. They could hear him lock the door on the outside and splash away through the deep water, muttering and grumbling to himself and their loud cries tor help were answered only bv the roar of tho rising tide. " W hat. is to become of us? ' I rank asked tho other boys, with pale check and wildlybeating heart. And tho other boy only replied by a burst of tears and sobs. But the morning came and noon and the next night and still these miscrablo little captives were prisoners in tho lonely sea side hut. No one came near them, and al though, by peeping through the cracks in the logs, they could dimly perceive passers on the beach far up, they could succeed in making no one hear their desperate shouts for help. At first thev had feared and dreaded the appearance of Old Zachary, with his big rusty key, but as the hours wore by, and they began to experience the sharp pangs of hunger, their feelings changed, and thev longed intensely to hear bis tootsteps crunching on the wet sand below. "1 wonder why he don t come,' said Frank. "Oh I'm so hnngry!" But, if they had only known it, Old Zach ary was lying dead ou tho sand, miles and miles away, where he had fallen into a sort of fit, and perished all alone by himsclfl It was a mercy that r rank and his companion did not starve to death there in that lonely place. They would certainly have done so, if some men, induced by curiosity, had not made their v-ny down to the sea shore to look at tho desolate dwelling-place of the old crazy man who should inhabit it no more. And there, to their great surprise, they found two little boys lying insensible on the floor of the place. Insensible, but not dead. Fortunately not dead. But it was weeks before they recovered from the horror of those weary hours in Old Zachary's hutl And this was the end of their "practical joke." Sayings of the Little Ones. An Ithaca little girl, attempting to describe an elephant, spoke of it as, "that thing what kicks up with his nose." "A little boy, three years old, who had been looking at the window for a few minutes at a beautiful red sunset, exclaimed: "Mother, look how sore the poor sky is." "If I punish you," said mamma to her little girl, "you don't suppose that I do so for my pleasure, do you?" "Then whose pleasure is it for, mamma?" Percy, (at seven) to his mother, who had been reading Bible history to him: 'What did Eve do?" Mamma: "She took an apple." Percy, after deliberation: "Why didn't she take two? I should." Boy: "What arc you crying for, Sally?" Girl: "'Cos I got the toothache." Boy: "You go round to mv grandmother; she'ull show yer what to do; she knows how to take her's out and put 'em back whenever she wants." Little Willie (aged seven): ''And were all the little birds drowned, mamma?" Mamma (who had been telling the story of the deluge): "les, all but those who were in the-ark." AVillie: "Then I do think they were stu pids; whv didn t thev get in a row on the top of the ark?" A small bov (aged five), looking at a pic ture of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, asked her mother if they never wore more clothes than those in which they were represented, and being told that tbat was all they wore, said: "Then whatever did they do when peoplo came to call t Ernest (at six): "But, mother dear, is i' really true the world was made in six davsf Mamma: "Yes, Ernie, and if God had pleased he could hare made it in two days. Ernest (after a moment's consideration) "Oh, mamma; that would never have done, you know; why we should have bad Sunday every other day." An exchange has the following: ""While wine was being passed around during the administration of the sacrament at a Min neapolis, Minn., church tho other Sunday, the congregation was electrified by the sud den exclanation of a little bov, "Ma, 1 11 take beerl' A ripple of suppressed laughter disturbed the solemnity of the occasion.' "When my little daughter was between two and three years old, I was giving her an arithmetic lesson on tho object principle. i gave her an appio asking her: "How roanv? "One." I then gave her another. "How many?" "One." "Then you see one and one make?" After some consideration, and gazing at tne appies, -iwo, saia sno. I then gave her a third apple, saying: "And what would tbat make?" "Oh, mamma," was tlio instant reply, mat wouia matte me sick. HOW 8IIK ATE IT. . Little May, our five-year darling, has been very sick for quite a long time, but now, to our great joy, she is rapidly improving, Yesterday the doctor made his daily visit to her. "How is the little ono to-day?" asked he, I.:- ' .11in ma jrienuiy manner. "Bettor," smiled May. "Eat anything to-day?" "Yes, sir." "What was it?" "A little bread-pudding, sir." "Ah," commented the doctor, did you eat it with appetite?" "No, sir," replied May, a puuzled look upon her white pale faoe; "I ate it with a spoon r Miss Annie Whitney's model for a statue of Samuel Adams has been accented bv tha city of Boston. She will recive $4,800 for It.

4 A GREAT WAK SHIP.

A Marine Monster Tbat is to be Conetrncted for Raaalsw Sew Tork Timfw. It has for some time been asserted without contradiction that a firm of ship builders on the Clyde has received an order from Russia for a monster ironclad, which is to be practically invulnerable, and the subject is attracting considerable interest in official circles. It is said that the vessel is to have an armored deck, in shape like the back of a tortoise, with sharp edges all around, on which an iron ram may expend its force only to its own injury, or, at most, cut through a mere fringe into one of numberless water-tight compartments. The surface above and below the water being of the same slope, would offer no mark for an opponent's shot, which would glance off without doing tho slightest injury, and only vertical fire, which is always unreliable, or battering from above at close quarters, which the monitor's own heavy guns might repel, could be used against such a foe. The old system of boiirdinir micht avail hut the ship is to be 600 feet in length by 100 broad, she would probably convey a great number of men, and boarding might not be easy. The torpedo alone she would have to dread, and against the torpedo she would have to take her chance with the rest. Her armament, according to conjecture, will consist of four or more 100-ton guns, mounted on the disappearing principle, together with appliances lor projecting torpedoes; and it is intended to make her for attack as well as de fense at least the equal of any other ship afloat. It is calculated that a vessel of such a build, though provided with 10,000 horsepower engines, can not be of great speed, but this is regarded as of secondary consequence in a ship which is described as unassailable. The circular iron-elads which the Russians already possess are regarded as failures be cause their perpendicular sides offer a ready target to the enemy, and Admiral Popotf, who has designed the now cy-clad. is under stood to have adopted the idea propounded mora than 1U years since, by a member of the firm to whom the execution of the work is now intrusted. The Polyphemus, now building for the British navy, will be somowhat similar in having a sloped deck of iron armor, but she will be small in comparison, and fight only with her ram and torpedoes, being unprovided with guns. In well-informed quarters the construction of tho floating Malakotf is regarded as a serious fact, and proposals are being discussed for meeting the case, and maintaining the pre eminence of the British nation upon the seas. Such a ship would not only be very costly, out wouiu occupy a long tune pernaps several years in building and in the same time it is believed ample means would be taken to prevent the possibility of this or any other marine prodigy obtaining undisputed domi nation and setting all the world at acliance. In appearance, except in her breadth of beam, it is thought that the proposed ship will much resemble any other, the tortoise-like back being covered by a temporary or hurricane deck, containing the officers' and men's cabins and other apartments, which would be abandoned when going into action, and might be all shot away without injury to tho vital part of the vessel. The Clvde ship builders are also expecting an order from Kussia for a number of steel vessels of vari ous sizes, chiefly for torpedo launches and gunboats. Who is a Gentleman. A gentleman is a person not merely ac quainted with certain forms and etiquette of lite, easy and self-iiossessed in society, able to speak and act and move in the world without awkwardness, and free from habits which are vulgar and in bad taste a gentleman is something beyond this; that which lies at the root of every Christian virtue. It is the thoughtful desire of doing in every instance what others should do unto him. He is constantly thinking, not indeed how he may give pleasure to others for the mere sense of pleasing, but how he may avoid hurting their feelings, When ho is in society he scrupulously ascertains the position and relations of every one with whom he comes in contact, that he may give to each his due honor, his proper position. He studies how he may avoid touching in conversation on any subject which may needlessly hurt their feelings how he may abstain irom allusions which may call up a disagreeablo or offensive association. A gentleman never alludes to, never even appears conscious of any defect, bodily deformity, inferiority of talent, of rank, of reputation in the person in whose society he is placed. He never assumes any superiority to himself never ridicules, never sneers, never boasts, never makes a display of his own power, or rank, or advantages such as is implied in habits or tneks or inclinations which may be offensive to others Bow Business Booms In Indiana. A Terre Haute editor went to Indianapolis iu search of advertisements. His solicitations were so successful that ho gathered ir merchant after merchant as ho went along, growing so reckless that he did not even stop to look at the signs. At last his propositions were met with a Arm. cold but gentlemanly refusal. Tho merchant had no customers in Terre Haute. "My dear sir," said the editor, "vou should enlarge your trade. Make our citizens acquainted with your house." The gentleman said it wouldn't pay.- The editor was astonished at such an an answer, and began plying him with sta tistics without mercy. At the end of his demonstration, that no merchant could afford to dispense with an advertisement in his paper he added: "Don't you think, my dear sir, by giving mo an advertisement you can extend your business to Terre Haute?" "Don't think we can. young man. This is the gas works," was the solemn answer. TruMtfuI. Eugenie de Onerin.J In a general way, some men are good-natured, easy, willing to be pleased. In the intimacies of life, in tho uncurtained mo ments they show themselves as they are. There seems nothing fixed, nothing lasting, nothing vital in the feelings of women for each other; their mutual attachments are only pretty bands of ribbon. Can I bear to reflect that you men can guard your hearts and we women can not. Two ladies, both - over 45? but each still voung in her own estimation, are travel ing on the Continent. They send letters home, of course. Madame de B. writes to her friend : I am delighted with my traveling companion. Mrs. de C. is ft truly adorable woman. She takes care of me in a most motherly way." And Madame de C. writes exactly the same thing to her friend. Naturally tho two letters are read to an ad miring circle of ladies and gentlemen, and they laugh a good deal over this highly ri diculous pair, each of which is trying to pass for the other's daughter. Adelaide Neilson is to be at Richmond, Vs on the 18th inst. Ford pays her $300 night. ' - Sadden Changes of the Weather often cause Pulmonary, Bronchial and Astbmatio troubles. "Brown. Bronchial Troches" will allay Irritation, which Induces coughing, oftentimes glrlng Immediate relief.

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