Indiana State Sentinel, Volume 28, Number 48, Indianapolis, Marion County, 3 December 1879 — Page 9

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A LETTER.

"1 am aittiug alone in the ard.n to-day, though the flttuatur im well-niga dead, Ws hare gathered tbe fruit and gathered the hay, and the withering wood are red. All the bed on the terrace are yet aglow, and the roere are clustering still. Bat the tender blossoms are all laid low, and the ereniig breese grows chill. A time serring robin comes chirruping near; he is 'ware of a terrible day, 3 When the beds shall he bare and the woodlands sere, so he chirrup while chirrup be may. The children are aborning, with kite and with ball, away by the hasel-wood lane. And I I hare stolen away from them all. Just to write to yoa nnce again. "Bat of what can I tell yon, my only friend? That I miss yon by night ana by day? That the dreariest hours are thee that spend sines the one when yon joarueyed away? That yonr form seems beside me when others ars ty, and your head on my bosom at night? That regrets will arise and ambitions die is it thus that yon would I should write? m "It may seem to yon strange that I hope and wait, knowing well that I never may snow! Bat I sit in my twilight, and bow to my fate, contented that things should be so: Wr.iUst I hear of mn rising up after man, asking who it was kicked off the ball: It was so, I am told, since the world began, 'twill be so to the ending of all. 'Bat, as heedless, of all these changes of thought, of - this vast undercurrent of doubt. Vie smiled and we sorrowed, ws sold and w bought, . and ws jested at danos and at rout. Toere was neeer an echoed step on the stair, or a form at the turn of a street, ' But my heart lent up ready to greet you there, and to throb at the sound of your feet. Yet here, where the bracken waves under the pine, and the heather glows pink on the bill It is here, in this home that was yours and mine, that yonr spirit seemed lingering still; And on days like ibis, when the summer is done, and the children have gone to their play, ' I can sit down in the garden alone, and say all that I hunger to say, For It seems to me now at the tarn ol the year, ere the tempests of winter blow, I must send a -good-morrow- to yoo, my dear, even whether you bear it or no; For it lightens my heart of some part of its woe, and dries some of the tears that I weep, ' Ere I srek for the worthiest blossoms tbat blow," . which may die on th turf whire yon sleep." Violet Fane n Time. . , " WAIFS. "When a schooner of beer is crossing the bar there is Always somebody ready to pilot IB If vour wife doesn't appear perfectly con tented this weather, a sealskin sacque will fill the bill. There's one -rood thing about these wide belts; they keep the human arm from marking the dress. That is, so we have been told. Tennyson and Carlyle are both inveterate smokers, and both suffer from dyspepsia, but then they think about everything else than their stomachs. s Tbe rage for decoration- has- not -yet ex- ' tended to buckwheat cakes.. "They are still made plain and are seldom nailed up on parlor walls. Perhaps Hanlen and Courtney will row a race some dav. Life is short, and there is another and a better world, but water may be scarce there. - The chief end of man is the end that has that has the boots on at least so savs Timmins. who has been courting old Smither's daughter against her father's wishes. "YTiv," the boy asked, "do yo vou blow down the muzzle of your sun?" "To see" replied the man, "if it is And just then he discovered that it was. ! '; V An Oswego woman fell "out of a fourthstory window, the other day, and the first thing she did after being brought to her senses was to wish she had had on her new silk hoee instead of those old cotton stockings. ; Josh Billings: "I wouldn't give you 10 cents a yard for all the pedigrees in the world. If a man has got a level head on hi shoulders, And an honest heart in his body, he has got all the pedigree I am in search of." ...... . ; Seven cento will get a bushel of goodAcoa in Greensboro, Ky., And 10 cents will get an average toddy, and a good many seem; to think, says the Examiner, that more warmth result from the 10 than the seven . centv in vestment. " . s , . Where Do They Go, Indeed? ' ", Correspondence Sew Tork World, Sib: I am a woman. I am a married wo man. I nave been to the theater with my beloved husband 10 times during the present teASon. V e hAve seen "Hamlet, "F rench Flats," 'Pinafore," "Wives" I was in hope this would do my husband some good, but it didn t And, in fact, everything worth seeing. On each one of the occasions upon which I ajc. com pan led my beloved husband to the theater he left me. Don't understand me to say that he left me for gixxL, (So, no, no4 I don't mean that, for of course he didn't leave rrs for bad; he is one of the best husbands in the - world what I mean is, he did'not leave (tie permanently.) How stupid I Am; if he had . lefi me permanently once how could he hAvb taken me the second time? ' WelL well, i confess I Am not accustomed to write for the press and I Am a little flustered. It was awkward not to be Able to ask the aid of my be loved husband, who usually Assists me in such . matters. i.t". in a word, what l want , to nnd out is .- .simply this: - "Why does my" husband why - do the husbands of the-, women who sit all ' ' Around me At me at- -the theater go out between-; the Acts? Where, do they go? What 1 do they do when they go out? 31 v husband says he ia going to ."stretch his legs." That appears-.to me a most needless performance. ; ' since he .has an awkward habit of stretching hi' legs 1 during the performance. He is .'" 'gifted with long legs, is my beloved husband and he has, to my positive knowledge during the present season, brought anathemas upon his head by disturbing and upsetting the hats of gentlemen occupying the seats im mediately in front of ours. My husband does not go out between i he acts for the pur- : pose of stretching his legs. Why, then, does he go? Please, Mr. Editor, answer this be seeching inquiry. There Are hundreds of women in New York who Are eagerly and impatiently waiting for the problem to be arJVerl ' ' I - S My youngea, Brother that is, a brother who was youngertwhen we were both child ren, but who, to' tell the truth, seems quite a man of the world bow; and patronizes me in the most conscious and uncalled-for man' ner says that a , new law, or I believe , he calk it "citv ordinance," requires all the male members' of every theater audience to register meir names anu me names oi me taaies in their charge,-at the box-office, in order that should Any dreadful accident occur the managers will be Able to tell just who have perished, lie says it is on the same principal as that which leads to the registration of the 'names of passenger on European steamer, nod explains that as tas nutter nan not be

Attended to At the ti me of entering the theater, owing te the crush, it is necessary for the

men to "report between Acts. If mv vouncer that is mv very old brother were not given to the wholesale cbd somewbit reprehensible practice of manufacturing stories to suit occasions, I might credit this explanation, but as it is I Am not prepared to adopt ll wun iaun. i icnse, men. Mr. Editor, tell the poor, suffering women of Sew 1 erk why men do go out between acis. Alfrod Alfred is my husband scowls when I ask him the question and murmurs some thing indefinite about "stock indicators' and the exigencies of the markets." But when in his calmer moments, I reproach Alfred with wasting his money in Wall street, he as&ures me that he never in his life ventured to think of stock speculation. I am not a child; I am not a shallow hare-brained wo man. I make it a matter of conscience to keep mvself well infor.ned concerning my husband's business and affairs, but I confess that this upstarting of the entire male au dience every time a theater curtain drops puzzles And disturbs tue. If mv husband were a "drinking mn" how I io l.ate that low expression! I should imagine simply that he went out tor beer or something worse, but my husband doc not drink ho has often told me so. He does not even smoke. He has only a silly habit of chowing coffee-beans and cloves, not whole some, but neater and better man tobacco. The whole matter is therefore shrouded in a mystery which I hope you will unravel. A Hint to Boys. A philosopher has said that the true edu cation for boys is to teach them what they ought to know when they become inon. What is it they ought to know then? 1. To be true; to be genuine. .No educa tion will be worth anything that does not include this. A man had better not know how to read he had better never learn a letter in the alphabet, and be true end genu ine in intention And Action, rather than be ing learned in all sciences and in all languages, to be at the same time false at heart and also counterfeit in life. Above all things teach the boys that truth is more than riches, more than culture, more than earthly power or position. Z. To be true in thought, language and life pure in mind and in body. An impure man, young or old, poisons the society where he moves with smutty stones and impure example, is a moral ulcer, a plague spot, a leper, wno ougnt to oe treated as were toe lepers of old, who were banished from soci ety and compelled to cry "Unclean," as a warning to save others from the pestilence. 3. To be unseihsn. to care for the leeiings and comforts of others. To be polite. To be just in all dealings with others. To be generous, noble and manly. This will include a genuine reverence for the aged and things sacred. 4. To be self-reliant and solf-belpful even from -childhood. To be industrious always and self supporting at the earliest proper age. Teach them tbat all honest work is honorable, and that an idle useless life of dependence on others is disgraceful. When a boy has learned these things; When he has made these ideas part of his being, however young he may be, however poor, or however rich, he has learned some of the-mportant things he ought to know when he becomes a man.- With these four properly mastered, it will be easy to find all the rest. J -V . ' Effect of a Lecture. miss vorson s lecture on cooking bad a singular effect upon the wife of a gentleman residing in Washington. The gentleman was awakened from a sound sleep About 2 o'clock in the morning by a flood of gaslight in the; chamber, coming from the jets in the chandelier, burning at full head. Standing over nim, evidently in a somnambulistic state, and in pose closely resembling that ol the late Charlotte uusbman in the cele brated sleep-walking scene of Lady Macbeth, stood "his wife, while in either hnnrl nnrl o'minwusly flashing i n the gaslight, she grasp ed, tne. mammotn carving-knite and fork. Cunods to know just what was going to be tne. denouement of this singular scene, ho Kept quiet,- while the lady soliloquized ''Hold the carver in an easy position in the right hand, thus." and she dipped the point oi tne nuge unite as gracefully as a fencingmaster in tho broadsword exercise. "Then," continued the culinary student, "bend slightly the left wrist and Insert the fork in the breast of the turkey, one prong on either side of the breast-bone," end suiting the Action to the word, she was about to plunge the fork into ner husband s anatomy, about where the ribs join, the sternum, when he caught and disarmed her. She drew back and glared at mm tor -a moment, And then, pushing back the sleeves of her robe de nuit, pointed her nnger At him And exclaimed in a loud, the atrical manner: "The only way to reach you - husband s heart is through the stom ach! ' since tbat night this gentleman has slept in another Apartment, with the door bolted and a stack of trunks piled up against it. John Randolph's Romance. In his strange And passionate youth, John Randolph was betrothed to a Miss Maria Ward, the daughter of his mother s intimate friend. For some cause the engagement was broken off. The lovers appAar to have had a desperate quarrel, And Mr. Randolph rushed out of the house in which he had been visiting the lady in such a rage that he did not even stop to untie his horse's bridle-reins, but slashed them through with his knife, mount ed, and rode Away in a thundering gallop. The lovers scarcely ever saw each other again. The lady became Mrs. Peyton Ran dolph. John Randolph never married. To the day of her death he spoke of her as 'My angei, and ner marriage is said to have been the heaviest blow this grievously-euffer-ing man ever endured. He was sick all his life, and sometimes in a feverish sleep he used to mutter her name in the hearing of the watchers about his bed. it was a strange-heart-breaking romance, that of this quiver ing bundle of nerves, who was the lineal descendant of Pocahontas. AT FARTING. Take aot so soon those lips away, Tboee lips whose clinging touch to mlns Is sweeter far than spring-time flowerr. And dewier tbaa the rare old wins. . No other thought so bless-ed is As this: that you are all my own, Though darhsome days the future brings, i This rainbow promise I shall bold. Tho' hands must part their fondest clasp. And lips their clinging touch disssrer, ' The hearts that lore and fondly trust ' Through time and space shall cling forsrsr. Be let onr parting lingering be, ' And while too full lor aught to say, . O! let ms hold yon Cast awbils. And take not yet those lips away.

DICKENS IN AMERICA.

An Intimating Bitch of Unpublished Letters. Bos" Among HU Familiars Letters CoverIns; the Novelist's ' Two VlaiU to America Comical Experience Among His American Friends. Sew Tork Herald. There is, generally speaking, no way in the world that one can get nearer to the heart of than through his private letters. Dickens wrote very freely to his correspond ents, and in his letters shows himself to be a man with warm attachments, and one who, while engaged in the busy life of an editor And author, gave his attention to the smallest details of domestic life, And was as much interested in the papering and painting of Gad's Hill place, as he was in the contents nf a number of Household Word. The letters covers a period of 84 yeArs. THE rtCKWICK COMMISSION. One of the first of the letters is dated "Furnival's Inn, Wednesday evening, 1835," and is written to his wife, then Miss Hogarth. It begins, "My dearest Kate," and tells of an offer from Chapman & Hall of 14 pounds a month to "write and edit a new publication they contemplate, entirely by myself, to be published monthly, and each number to conlain four wood cuts." "The work will be no joke," he writes, "but the employment is too tempting to resist. tie oegan "j-iokwick and entered upon married mo at about tnis time. HIS FIRST AMERICAN VISIT. In January of the year 1842 Dickens, ac companied by his wite, made his first vist to America. They had a very unpleasant voy age, from which Mrs. UicRens suffered severely. Dickens welcome in America is best described in a letter to his friend Mit ten: "I CAn give you no conception of my wel come here. There never was a king or em peror upon the earth so cheered and followed by crowds, and entertained in public at splendid balls and dinners, and wauea on by public bodies and. deputations of all kinds. I have had one from the Far West a jour ney of 2,000 milee. If 1 go out in a carriage the crowd surround it and escort me home; if I go to the the theater, the whole house crowd to the door, rise as one man, and the timbers ring again. You can not imagine what it is. 1 nave nve great pumic dinners on hand at this moment, and invitations from every town and village and city in the States. There is a great deal afloat here in the way of subjects for description. I keep my eyes open pretty wide, and noe to nave done so to some purpose by the time I come home. Down at Gad's Hill, near Rochester, in Kent Shakespeare's Gad's Hill, where Falstaff engaged in the robbery is a quaint little country house of Queen Anne's time. 1 happened "to be walking past, a year and a halt or so ago, with my suo eauor oi House hold Words, when 1 said to him: "lou see that house? It has always a curious interest for me, because when I was a small boy down in these parts I thought it the most beautiful house (1 suppose because of its" famous old cedar trees) ever seen. And my poor father used to bring me to look at it, and used to say that if ever I grew up to be a clever man per haps 1 might own that bouse or sucn anotber house. In remembrance of which I have al ways in passing looked to see if it was to be soli or let, and it has never been to me like any other house, and it has never changed at all." We came back to town and my friend went out to dinner. Next morning he came to me in great excitement And said: "It is written that vou were to have that house at Gad's Hill. The lady I had allotted to me to take down to dinner yesterday began to speak of that neighborhood, 'lou know it? I said: 'I have been there to-day. Oh, yes,' said she, ! know it very well. I was a child there, in the bouse they call Uad s Hill f lace Mr father was the rector and lived there many years, lie has just died, has leit it to mej'and I want to sell it.' 'So,' says the subJ.-.- it V...p,io.l I did, and hope to pass next summer there. though I may, perhaps, let it afterward, fur nished, from time to time. MISS HOOARTH Miss Hogarth's position in the Dickens family is thus alluded to: Miss Hogarth, always Miss Hogarth, is the guide, philosopher and friend of all the party. and a very close Affection exists between her And the girls. I doubt if she will ever marry. I don t know whether to be glad of it or sorry for it. THEBECOXD VISIT TO AMXRICA. The great value of these letters is that they cover the incidents of Dickens' life so closely as to make an Autobiography. The second volume is perhaps the strongest in interest. The American reader will be particularly in terested in tbat part wnicn treats of his last visit to this country. His readings through out Great Britain was so .successtul that he was beset to come here, and he finally sent Mr. George Dolby over to canvass the prospects. Mr. Dolby's report was so favorable that Dickens agreed to come his success is well known. He arrived at Boston on November 19, 1867, and writes to his daughter under date of -November zi I dine to day with Longfellow, Emerson, Holmes, and Agassiz. Longfellow was here yesterday. Perfectly white hair And beArd, but a remarkably handsome and notable looking man. The city has increased enor mously in five And twenty years. It has grown more mercantile; it is like Leeds mixed with Preston and flavored with New .Brighton; but for smoke And fog vou substitute An exquisite bright light Air. found my room beautifully decorated by Mrs. Fields with choice flowers, and set off by a number of good books. 1 Am not persecuted by people in general, as Dolly has happily made up his mind that the less I am exhibited for nothing the better. So our men sit outside the door And wrestle with mankind. They are SAid to be a very quiet Audience here, appreciative but not demonstrative. I shall try to change their character a little. I have been going on very well. A hornble custom obtains in these parts ... . . - of Asking you to dinner somewhere At half-past 2, and to supper somewhere else about 8. I have '( mn this o-aiintlAt mam than Anet. and its effect is that there is no day for any useful

purpose, and the length of the evening b multiplied by 100. Yesterday I dined with a club here at half-past 2, and came back

here at half-past 8, with a general impression that it was at leAst 2 o'clock in the morning. Two days before I dined with Longfellow At half-past 2 and came back at 8, supposing it to be midnight. To-day we have a state dinner party in our rooms at 6 Mrjtnd Mrs. Fields and Mr. and Mrs, Bigelow. (He is a friend of Forster's, and was American min- I Uter in Paris.) There are no negro waiters I here; all the servants are Irish willing but not Able. The dinners And wines Are very good. I keep our own rooms well ventiUted by opening the windows or passages, and they are so overheated by a great furnace tbat they make me faint And sick. The Air is like that of the pre Adamite ironing day in full blast, lour respected parent is im mensely popular in Boston society, and its cordiality and unaffected heartiness are charming. 1 wish I could carry it with me. The leading Aew lork papers have sent men over for to-morrow night with instruc tions to telegraph colnmns of description. Gront excitement and expectation every where. Fields says that he has looked forward to it so long that he knows he will die at 4 minutes to 8. At the New York barriers, where tickets are on sale and the people ranged as to the Paris theaters, speculators went up and down offering "$20 tor anybody's place. The money was in no case Accepted. One man sold two tickets for the second, third and fourth night for "one ticket for the first, $o0. and a brandy cocktail ' which is an iced bitter drink. MR. O. W. CHILD8. From Philadelphia he writes: The great man of this place is one Mr. Childs, a newspaper proprietor, And he is so exactly like Mr. Esse in all conceivable respect, except being an inch or so taller, tbat I was quite confounded when I saw him waiting for me at the station (always called depot here) with his carriage. A SLIGHT MI8TAKK. Writing from Baltimore he says: This is one of the places where Butler carried it with so high a hand in the war, and where the ladies used to spit when they passed a Northern- soldier. It still wears, I fancy, a look of sullen remembrance. (The ladies Are remarkably handsome, with an Eastern look upon them, dress with a strong sense of color, and make a brilliant audience.) The ghost of slavery haunts the houses, and the old, untidy, incapable, lounging, sham bling black serves you as a free man. Free, of course, be ought to be; but the stupen dous absurdity of making him A voter glares out of every roll of his eve. stretch of his mouth and bump of his head. I have a strong impression tbat the race must fade out of tbe btate? vry last. It never can hold its own against a striving, restless, shifty people. AS OTHERS SAW HIM. "To his friend, the late Charles Fechter, he writes: "1 have an American cold (the worst in the world) since Christmas day. I read four times a week with the most tremendous energy I can bring to bear upon it. I travel about pretty heavily. I am very resolute about calling on people, or receiving people, or dining out, and to save myself a great deal, I read in all sorts of places churches, theaters, concert rooms, lecture halls. Every night I read I am described (mostly by people who have not the tain test notion of observing) from the sole of my boot to where the topmost hair of my head ought to be, but is not. sometimes l am described as being "evidently nervous;" sometimes it is ralner taken ill that "Mr. Tnckens is so ex traordinarily composed." Mv eves are blue. red, grey, white, green, brown, black, hazel. v. . j r . violet, and rainbow colored. 1 Am like a "well to do American gentleman," and the emperor of the French with An occasional touch of tbe emperor of, Uhina, And a deterioration from the attributes of our famous townsman, Rufus W. B. D, Dodge Grumsher, Pickville. I say all sorts of things that I never said, go to all sorts of places that I never saw or beard of, and have done All manner of things in some private slate of existence, 1 suppose tbat have quite escaped my memory. You ak your friend to de scribe what he is about. This is what he is about every day and hour of bis American life. On Wednesday I -came bAck here for my four church reasBngs in Brooklyn. Kach evening an enormous ferryboat will convey me and my state carnage, not to mention half a dozen wagons And Any num ber of people And a few score of horses. Across the river, And will bring me back again. The sale of tickets there was An amazing scene. THE SPECULATORS IS BROOKLTM. The noble Army of speculators are now fur nished (this is literally true. And I Am quite serious) each man with a straw mattress, a little bag of bread And meat, two blankets, and a bottle of whisky. With this outfit they lie down in line on the pavement the whole night before the tickets Are sold, gen erally taking up their position at About 10. It being severely cold At Brooklyn, they made an immense bonhre in tbe street a narrow street of wooden houses which the police turn out to extinguish. A general fight then took place, out of which the people furthest off in tbe line rushed bleeding when tbey saw a chance of displacing others near the door, And put their mattresses in those places, and then held on by the iron rails. At o in the morning Dolby Appeared with the tickets in a portmanteau. He was immediately saluted with a roar of "Halloo, Dolby!" "So Charley has let you have the carriage, has he. Dolby?" "How is he, Dolby?" "D.n't drop the tickets, Dolby 1" "Look Alive, Dol by!'' etc., etc in the midst of which he pro ceeded to business, And concluded, as usual by giving universal satisfaction. He is now going off upon a little journey "to look over the ground and cut back again." This little journey (to ChicAgo) is 1,600 miles on end by railway nnd back again. THE FAMILIARITY OF THE PRESS. The following is from a letter to Miss Ho garth: Boston. January 4, 1868. I must add that, although there is a conventional famil iarity in the use of one's name in the news papers, as "Dickens," -Chsrlie," And what not, I do not in the least see that familiarity in the writers themselves. An inscrutable tone obtains in journalism which a stranger can not understand. 11 1 say, in common not understand. If X say, in MirlMV in nnsi of t Vu'rri whom TVilKv infrA. duces, "I am much obliged to you for the interest vou vaa in nie. or no lortn. ne 1 seems quite shocked, and has a bearing of perfect modesty And propriety. 1 Am rather inclined to think that they suppose their ' printed tone to be the public's love of smart1 ' ness, but it is immensely difficult to make ' out. AH 1 can as yet make oat is that my

perfect freedom from bondage, And At Any

moment to go on or leave off, or otherwise do as I like, is the only safe position to occupy-. . Again, there are two apparently irrecon cilable contrasts here. JJowu below in this hotel every night are the bar loun gers, that one might find in a Boucicault play. W ltbin hail an nour is i-amoriuge, where a delightful domestic life simple, respectful, cordial and affectionate is seen in an admirable aspect. All New England is primitive And puritanical. All about and around it is a puddle oi mixea numan mua, with no such quality in it. Perhaps I may in time sift out some tolerably intelligible whole, but I have certainly not done so yet. It is A good sign, may be, tbat it all seems immensely more difficult to understand than it was when 1 was here betore. SCMSEK AJtD STAXTON. From WAshington, February, 1868: I dined (against my rules) with Charles Sumner, on Sunday, he having been an old friend of mine. Mr. Secretary Stanton (war minister) was there. Ue is a man of very remarkable memory, And famous for his Acquaintance with the minutest details of my books. Give him any passage anywhere and he will instantly cap it and go on with the context. He was commander-in-chief of all tbe Northern forces concentrated here, and nover went to sleep At night without first reading something from my books, which were always with him. I put him through pretty severe examinat'on, but he was better up than I was. PRESIDENT JOHNSON. The president has sent to me twice, And I am going to see him to-morrow. He has a whole row for his family every night. He called upon the president and found him "a man of very remarkable appearance indeed, of tremendous firmness of purpose. Not to be trifled with." INFLUENCE OF THE TABLE. On the day he was presented to the presi dent he writes: Charles Sumner coming in at 5 o'clock and finding me covered with mustard poultice, And Apparently voiceless, turned to Dolby and said: "Suivly, Mr. Dolby, it is impossible that he can read to-night, bays Dolby: "oir. I have told the dear chief so four times today, and I have been very anxious. Bnt you have no idea how he will change when he gets to the little table." After five minutes ol the little table, l was not (tor tne time) hoarse. The frequent experience of this return of force when it is wanted saves me a vast amount of anxiety. A "BCSTEB" ON FIFTH AVENUE, Writing from New York, February 17, he refers again to the approaching walking match: The weather has been finer lately, but the the streets are in a horrible condition. through halt melted snow, and it is now snowing again. The walking match (next Saturday week) is already in the Boston papers! I suppose that half Boston will turn out on the occasion. As a sure way of not being conspicious, "tbe men are going to walk in flannel. They are in a mingled state of comicality and gravity about it that is highly ridiculous. Yesterday being a bright, cool day, I took Dolby for a "buster," of eight miles. As everybody knows me, the spectacle of our splitting up the fashionable avenue (the only way out of town) ex cited tbe greatest amazement. iNo doubt tbat will be in the papers to-morrow. I give gorgeous banquet to 18 (ladies and gentlemen) after the match Mr. and Mrs. Field, Dr. Ticknor, Longfellow and his daughter, LowelL Holmes and his wife, etc- etc. Sporting speeches are to be made, and the stakes (four hats) to be handed over to the winner. Cost of the "Know How." .Harper's Magazine. There was much gumption evincedby that particular darkey whose master was a sur geon, who had performed on Another darkey an operation requiring a high degree of skilL This latter darkey was well-to-do, and the surgeon charged him $25 for the operation. Meeting the doctor s servant afterward, this dialogue occurred: "llat was a mighty steep charge ot tbe doc tor s lor cu ting on me tudder day. "How much did de boss charge: " Well, Julius, he charged me $25." "Go 'long niggah, dat ain't much charge." "Well, he wasn't more dan three or four minutes doin' it, and I think $5 was all he oughter took." "Jyiok-a-heah, bam; you don t unstan bout dat ting. lou see de boss have to spend a great many . years larnin how to use dat knife, an it cost him heaps o money. Now de fact am dat he only charge you $5 for de operation j de tudder 20 he charge for de know Dow. That's it the time and money to learn the know how. - An Indictment From the Grave. Springfilsd (Mess.) Republican. The Athol Transcript vouches for the following inscription upon a tombstone just put up in tne Pelham cemetery by the brother of the deceased, the name appearing in full: I-w C died by arsenic poison, March 23, 18C0, agsd 38 years. Think, my friends, when this you see, -- How asy wife hath dealt with ms; 80s in soms oysters did prepare Some poison for my lot and share. Then of the same f did partake. And nature yielded to its fate. Before shs my wifs became, M F was tier asms. Home Politeness. That man who is'scrunoulouslv polite and respectful to all women in public, but habit ually saves coarse manners aud vulgar lan guage for his own wife and daughters, is no gentleman. He is only An impostor. The young man who oils his hair, puts sweet ordors upon his pocket-handkerchief, and bows with charming elegance to Miss Ara bella bpnggins snd lady lnends, and goes home to sneer at his mother, disobey her wishes and treat her with familiar discourtesy, is a pinchbeck imitation only of a gentleman. Genuine good manners And gentle breeding should begin at home. As a rule, the best men in the community are the best men at home. " Double Measure Ban Franelseo Post. "Talking about downright bullheaded luck," said old Buffers, the other day. "Why, f that fellow Bli vens beats any one I ever heard "How's that?" said tbe barkeeper. W by, tbe other day bis tailor ran away with his wife. Just think of it two 10 strikes ! single day." And Buffers walked off, grumbling at the unfair partiality of Provi- ' dence.

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How Ex-Uovernor Amy Obeyed Voolinr With Kobbers -An Incident of Western Travel. New Tork Ban. Accounts of the robbery of Ex-Governor ' Amy, of New Mexico, while on his wsy East in September, were poblished, but none were so a ecu- rate, det Ailed and Amusinv as that given by tbe venerable frontiersmAh himself before his departure for Europe. "I was on my way East." said he. "in a fourhorse stage the mail-stage that runs between Santa Fe and Los Vegas, the terminus of the Atchison, Topeka and SAnt Fe railroad. My only fellow passenger was Mr. J. F.Strahan, 1 ur lawyer, w e nao ridden all day, and were within five miles of Las Vegas. It was just getting dusk, when suddenly the coach stopped. " 'Y bat s the matter? I called out.' " Get out here, and you'll see what's the matter.' the driver answered. "I did get out, and was met bv a masked man with a double-barreled shot-gun. He ordered me to throw up my hands. I said that I would not do it, Then he ordered me to go down to the side of tbe road and ait down. I told him that I intended to stand up snd see what was going on. He swore some, snd ordered one of the other men (there were three of them) to search that old feller.' They did, and found my trreenhacka. How much? Well a right imirt bunch, some tbat I had got together to go to England with. They didn't get my watch or my silver that time. " 'Don't point that gun at me.' said L I don't know but it's loaded. It might go off and kill me. and I tell you if you kill me you'll get yourself in trouble. I've got lots of friends around here, and they'll make it warm for you, I tell you.' He laughed And said he wouldn't get bung if he did. He'd only get sent up 20 years. I told him that it 1 had a pistol i d send him up in about 20 seconds. You know I never carry a pistol I dont believe in it. And Am a non-risistant on principle. My people were QuAkers. W ell, after we had this conversation the leader and his men were rummaging around. Well, I guess you'd better search the antediluvian agiin.' The men looked me over again, and pulled my gold watch out of my pocket. JNow, dont take that,' I said: 'its rot my name on it, and it will lead to your de tection. " 'D n his watch,' said the leader. "So they left it, and, turning to Strahan. took his watch and chain and $500 in money. All this time the leader was covering me with a shot-gun. I saw one of the men beginning to overhaul the mail-bags, and I stepped forward. - 'Stop!' said the leader. "I told him I wanted to see what the man was doing. 'btay where you Are, he said. But I wanted to see, and so I walked along as I talked, and stood by the mailbags. Then I advised the man not to cut the bag, but to cut the strap. He did so. Then I told him to pour out the letters, and he did that He began to tear the letters to piece. "JNow stop,' said 1, tear off the ends carefully. You wont get anything there. This is Monday's mail, and no one sends money in Monday's mail. Most all them ' letters are love letters. Our bovs out here have girls in the States, and I hate to have their love torn up.' "And so the fellow did tear off the ends carefully. He didn't find any money in the first bag, and that was all he opened. I told him the other bags contained only newspapera anu waymaiis, ana ne believed me. 1 Lad a basket of lunch in the stage, and I said to the leader: . 'There's some lunch in there. We might all take a bite.' Oh, you shut up,' he SAid. and he Uuehed. And then he said: "'I guess you'd better go through thAt reverenend old gentleman again,' and they did, and got a bag of silver I had. While the man was searching me he turned his side to me, and I saw the butt end of a pistol in his belt. I made a grab at it and he ierked around. As he did so the cloth he hAd oyer his face was pushed aside, and I saw his face. I afterward identified that man. WelL by talking and joking I kept those fellows there an hour and a quarter by my watch. Within a mile of us there were 3,000 men at work on the railroad, and 1 hoped some would come. At last eight men did come AloneMexicans, with hay. When one of them saw us he picked up two stones and ran toward us. The leader threw up his gun. 'If any of you can speak Spanish, he ; said, tell that fellow if he comes here I shall shoot him.' Some one did tell the man, and he and the rest ran away. Then the robbers ordered the driver to take the harness off the horses, and, throwing our blankets And overcoats on them, the robbers rode off. They took that Navajo blanket there that I am go- : . n (.1.. . x- 1 j t- . - . mg to tune w x.uutuu wun me, ana give to Queen Victoria. Two days later the blanket were found along the railroad, and the shotpin broken. I drew 18 buckshot from one barrel. From these blankets the men were tracked to a danre-house, and found dancing. These trousers were covered with hair from the horses. On tbe next Saturday, four other men hired a horse in Las Vetrai drove out four miles, stopped and robbed the coach, and two of them afterward drove back with the horse. They were all arrested. And the seven were lodged in SanU Fe jAiL When I came East I went to General Davies and represented to him the condition of the iaiL It was a regular shelL He said he could do nothing; he had no money. One of the robbers had already got away, and the others will, probably, before February, when the court sits. Since I was robbed the robbers have stopped a railroad train. The trouble is that they are not prosecuted. The Government doesn't sustain the prosecutors, and so the iascala go unpunished." Ladies who like otto of roses as a perfume. can make it in any reasonable quantity desired at an almost nominAl expense, by sav ing up tbe rose leaves which fall so plentifully in their season of the year. Take a two-gallon glass jar, and fill it full of clean, freshly picked rose leaves. Then cork it tight, and take a two-ounce vial, and fit the neck into the cork of the two-gallon jar. Cut some sponge into narrow strips; soak them in good oil, free from smell or rancidity; put the strips into the smell vial, turn it upside down. And put the neck into the bung of the Urge jar. Place them in the sun four days, and the ' heat will distil the rose leaves. And the Aroma j wjj agcend and saturate the oil in the sponge. Put in fresh leaves" About four times, And you will have a small vial of the finest otto of roses that can be made. Families are now laying In their winter's fuel. It is regulsted by the number of big girls in the fAmily,