Jasper Weekly Courier, Volume 14, Number 13, Jasper, Dubois County, 3 May 1872 — Page 2

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Out. T Htlig OLTSBOS. A liebt U out I Italy A rMti toacu ot' pareat flama: We waw-boj. it ouroiof Ion and Ion AnJ T.-ry watobrr fpew tu mint. Ad J knew from whence tu farrorcauae That oae rare licht of Italy. Which pat elf kirn tuult to bam Thi licht which burned for Italy, Throach all the blackness of bar nicht.

one doubted, once ubon time.

Beoaufe it took ih har imki

She looked aci raid. There u no It wu thine eye, poor Italy. That knew awl daik from bricht. This light which burned for Italy. It would not let her hater sleep ; They bUw at it with ancry breath. And only fed iu upward leap. And only made it hot and deep : Iu burninc iboaed u Italy, And ail the hope the had in keep. This licht t out in Italy: Her eye ahall eck for it in vain : For her tweet sake it spent itaelf. Too early flicken sc to iu waneToo lone blown over by her pain. Bow down and moan. 0 Italy I Thou cnt not kindle it acaia.

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THE MUMMY OF GOTTIN'GEX.

I he new rath of Böttingen sat in his

leathern chair, close to the stove. On a rude table at hie elbow were assentbled the little appliances necessary to his comfort, on tine evening of this", his first day of office a huge jug of beer and an ample tobacco pouch. lie wore an easy velvet coat, somewhat shabby, loose slippers covered with roses in carpet-stitch, the work of of some good Bertha or Matilda, and a smoking cap with a long tassel, which

nung down over a thoughtful, con to mElative face a face that should have elonged to a studious profec-sor, rather than to a man whose calling led him into the busy walks of life. Rath Marquardsen was a young man. little over thirty; his talent had raised him thus early to the honorable position he held in Güttingen. It seemed to him but yesterday that he was a student in the venerable university, taking notes of the lawyers' lectures in the great saal of the college, or moiling the streets '

arm-in-arm with his chosen comrade, the captain of the Prussian corps, their white and green caps stuck jauntily on their heads, and their great dogs following closely. The streets were as full of Piussians, red-capped Vandals, and yellow-crested Swabians as ever : they sang the old drinking songs, in their rich voices, bass and alto and mellow tenor, so sweet that the rath was fain to pause a moment in his administration of jus tice, while the singers streamed past the windows of the court-house.

1 he books he used to study were piled in confusion on the floor ot bis parlor, where he had tossed them out of his trunk on the day of his arrival, He had neither wife nor sister to at range them for him, so there they would in all probability remain. He was half-minded to refresh himself with a little reading, but was too lazy to get up and fetch a book. Just then came a knock at his door. "Herein !" called Rth Marquardsen, and the old clerk of the court-house entered, staggering under the weight of a pile of old musty volumes. u You bade me c.ean out the drawers, and bring you these old books to look over, Herr Rath," said the clerk. 'Here they are, the records of justice in 1 Gottingen for the last hundred years, i Surely your worship won't be troubled BO read those old things? Better let'

me tnrow them into the ttove.'' And he tossed the books upon the table, with a gesture of disdain. But the ratn reg tided them with very different eyes. 44 Pray leave them there." cried he, spreading his hands over them, as though to guard a treasure. 4' Ah, that will do. W ilt thou try mv beer and tobacco?" The clerk went away mutterit g, when the herr rath has been as long about the court as I have been, he will not care lor law books out of business hours." Antiquity had an immense charm for the rath; the worm eaten calfskin bindings, blackened edges of the leaves, and muaty smell of the ancient books, helped him to call up the vanished generations ; who had used them. They began to ! pass before the eye of his fancy in shad- I

owy rows, reacting the tragic or tranquil scenes of their little day on earth. Therefore, the moment the clerk wa gone, he drew the lami near him an.)

terwerbs imprecation; must his fellow -ainner record it, too? As rath of Otlingen, 1 have had to try my old neighbor Jacob for the dark crime of forgery. It was hard for me to try him, but the extreme hardness of my case is, that I still believe him to be guilty, although his countrymen have acquitted him. I have had more opportunity for observing his daily conduct than any other man in Güttingen, ami what I have noticed makes me fear he has for. worn

""""" w-y, no would pioa 111 own cause h would defend himlf "

Yes, he was quite clever enough to do it well. We were bojs together, Jacob and I, and, wicked though he bo, I bear him a kindnes still. 1 cannot endure to let my min. I dwell upou his eternal los! I am impelled to writ it down. Probably every one else who was present in the court-house to-day has forgotten the extraordinary curse by which he bound himself, but the remembrance of

it keeps me restless in spite of my fatigue.

We said, raising his hand toward keavsn, If 1 am not sioakim God'a

. . i i, -

iruui, may my oouy never turn to dual

in the grave."

Foor Jacob! hated bv all but me iier-

haps God of his mercv may yet lead vou

to repentance.

I am safe enough in writing down what he said, because no mortal eye shall read the li.ies I have now written until Jacob and I shall have gone to our long account. I shall leave the manuscript sealed and directed to my son Franz ; he will do with it what he pleases. Jacob Winterwerb has lived in the

nouse adjoining mine ever since his

marriage, thirty years ano. Our cardena

lie side by side, separated only by a low rose-hedge. His eldest brother. Herman, was the richest merchant in Gottingen, which is saying something, where all are wealthy. The brothers lived together until Herman's death, which took Dlace two

j months ago. Their household consisted of the two I old men, and two lads, Peter, the only

; son of Jacob, and Gustel, the son of I their poor sister, Netta, who died young, leaving her little child to the care of his uncles. Poor Netta Winterwerb! Ah, well, well, 1 have ever taken a peculiar interest in her boy ! My Franz and the two youths next door were school-fellows and plaviU.ll a W .

lenows, just as Jacob, Merman, and I used to be many years before. Netta's son was a good," honest lad, kindly and generous; but Jacob's boy inherited his father's mean and selfish qualities, and these were but fostered by the education be rec lived. The rich uncle was an invalid for

I three years before his death. It was j Gustel who tended him like the gentlest I nurse, who wheeled his chair about the I garden, who lighted his meerscham, or I brought him his coffee, or rubbed his ' cramped limbs by the hour.

a! king in my garden on these oec.v MOOS, I often heard the sick man say : " Good boy, you do not net tired of me

you do not think me a burden : but you shall be rewarded. Isballleaveyou every I

Kreutzer i am worth in the world. You 'hall be the richest man in Gottingen." And I used to see the lad's fine eyes grow dim as he stammered forth i "Oh, my dear uncle, I do not want your money. I take care of you because I love you j you are the only friend 1 have on earth." " I know all that, Gustel, but you are to be my heir, remember that." Then the father and son would enter the garden, and. seeinc this uncle and

nephew conversing 60 lovingly, used to

cropping up by degrees, until at last Jacob Winterwerb stood his trial on the

cuarge ot having erased the name of

dustel, and inserted that of Peter, and

uaa oeen acquitted. In the sunt of man he is now virtuallv

spotless; how Und he in the sight of

wu; it u tuiaquestiou which troubles

e, lor I cannot believe him innocent, knowing all 1 know; yet, il guilty, how eame Matueus and Folkshausen to swear

mat they witnessed the draw in out

and Stimme of ttiu will Pan lu.wd.

V B www e (' aiVVV

uve bribed them to t.eiiure ilnm..lvi

. -- .....

aio it so. a ci usiii! WMi.dit ..i

hangs over him. That was an awful

curse' If I am uot sweating (iod's

truth, may my body uever moulder in

lue grave I ! ... -

tue next entry was dated two years

uirr : v.. .

itoj. it is almost two years and three months since the trial. Jacob

miexwerb s first act. on inin ha..

session of Herman's hoards was to turn

nu nephew out of doors.. Nothing was heard of the poor youth until six months

auerward, when he came to mv dwelling

m uiut, worn to a snadow. His clothes were threadbare, but the saddest change was in his pinched, sunken face the once handeome face that his uncle Herman had so loved and admired.

He had been

reposed the great and noble, a stalely

bbwbbbnj m nroKon columns, snowy

urns, and tall monuments. The tombs

of those lately dead wore known ere

you came oloe enough to read the

date or their inscriptions, by the fresh wreaths of everlasting which lovin v j. i ii TV , . o

uuuua um nung upon ineir tombstones hut All-Souls' day. Bright gardens flourished over the breasts of those

much-lamented ones.

the name of Winterwerb waa well

nigh forgotten in Gottiugen.so that the

ratn did not dreaui ot soarcbina? anions

A 1 T 1 , . w . 9

uieae ior jocou a grave. lie hurried on

to where the seven old yew-trees stood

TheUrcat American Desert. 1 he "Great American Desert" whUfc we schoolboys, a quarter of tt cen turv ago, saw on the map of North Atner I has disappeared at the snort of the iron borse; coal and iron are found to

I'lnui w railroad kings have need

1 Kon aa il,,.

theni; th

of

living in a miserable

garret, upon the pocket monev he bad

saved during his prosperity, and the sale of hii uncle's various eifts: but thi

store had been spent to the lat kreutzer, and for the last two days he had been starving. Another year, he said, would see him throueh the univarait

and fit him for a profession, and he implored me to ifive him some immiibIii h

do, or assist him in some other way to make a little money. Do it." he urged, 44 for my uncle Herman's sake." I was, indeed, most willing to befriend him for the sake of my Netta. his mother, my own poor early love i so he came to live with us, and he and Franz attended lectures together. Jacob never forgave me for harboring the lad, whom he hated, as bad men

always will hate the injured; he had kept up the semblance of r.cichborli-

ness until then, but at that period our final rupture took place, (iustel got on

wen ; ue is now a ptarrer in Ziegelhausen, useful and respected. Jacob's strange curse is haunting me today. I have but just returned Irom his funeral, and ere I sleep must conclude this memoir. Perhaps wh-n the last word is written I may be able to forget. Jacob's end came verv s-iddnlv

fear me his son was no gentle nurse during the one week of his illness. A vast concourse of his townsmen heled to lay Jacob in his grave beneath the row of yew-trees called the seven

sisters, in our cemetery ouUide the Friedrich's Thor. It is there the great men of Gottingen all lie, each in his narrow house, underneath his heavy marble monument.

The tallest yew has Jacob's tomb in shadow. There stands the Loiry sister, gaunt and grim, stretching her black arms over the white urn, whereon she sheds her crimson lexrie in autumn, staining the marble like drops of blood, and weeping icy tears the winter through, which gradually wah out the stains. Oh, Jacob, Jacob! is that marble urn and your gorgeous coffin all that is left to you of your wealth? Farewell. I am not your judge. You have entered the presence of a higher judge, into whose hands we must all fall at last. 4 Ihi lieber himmel!" muttered Rath j Marquardsen, fingering the yellow manusenpt tenderlv: 44thi man should

be distraught with anger. I then heard i have been a philosopher or a preacherhnK aa- in lUA , 1 . as il ' '

tnrown away upon the magis-

b

oaeoD say to tne young man

j 'See that sneaking hypocrite yonder, I worming himself into'your uncle's favor, in hopes of inheriting his wealth. Go I you and rub his gouty foot, and fetch his coffee, and you may supplant Gustel yet. Go, I say, and speak him fair. No? you are a lazy fool! You had rather break lamps on the Anlage with the students, or drink beer till you are like a brute, than take a little trouble to make your fortune. If that detestable Gustel is your uncle's heir it will be your fault." And Jacob used to give his son an angry pu.h toward the couple in the

aroor. Peter tried hard to please his uncle, but he set about it in such an awkward manner, and got s soon tired, that he never made auy progress in supplanting Gustel.

Half an hour's conversation

rith the

oeirnn ;o turn ovr tk. n ' . .. . " " mmmm

the records F I 1 r ll,val."1 wa8 more than he could

pui up witn, and he was glad to rush

sway at tne nrst opportunity to the

records.

They were not particularly interest- I ing. Most of them were meagre notes

oi tnais, compressed into as few words as possibly but at length, in examining the very oldest book of all, he came upon an entry which interested him so much that he red it over and over again. This page was headed, 44 Trial of Jacob Winterwerb for Forgery," and at the bottom of the leaf was pasted a beet of crumpled letter-paper, closely written in a curiou-, crabbed, but suffi ciently legible hand. Our book wot m pounced upon this ancient manuscript as a gold-digger might pounce uj on a nugget, or a gourlnand upon a chef dceuvre of Soyer. Put ting on his spectacies-for, like many Uermans, he was troubled with weak eyes he began to read the faded yellow ! writing. j

Aug. I fUi I have returned home after a iong, tiresome day in the courthouse (commenced the manuscript) but, weary although I am, I cannot sleep: I cannot forget the events of this day. A strange gloom hangs over bb A tearful curse, which was uttered in my hearing, keeps obtruding itself uron my memory, and rome power that I am totally unable to control or resist, im pels me to write it down. Yet surely it was enough that the recording ange. should mark Jacob Win-

bier

spent

kellers, where the student

their time in gambling and drinking. I knew the whole familv KiatAr

how Gustel had been beaten and tyrannized over by Jacob and IVter when he received sweetmeats and toys from his uncle, in his childish days; and how, now that he was too old to be beaten, showed their hatred and jealousy quite as plainly, though in a different way. I saw moi than 1 liked to see out of my

ur wiiiik waiKing in my garden; and Herman was wont to complain ot Peter, and praise Gustel to me, always I ending with his intention of making I the latter his heir. There was someth mc Verv lilr mit.

9 J as va a der in old Jacob's eyes when he saw his brother and nephew together. At such times I trembled for my neigh Urs, so rich, but so little at ease or content. At length Herman died. He had not been able to leave his room for some months before his death, and there Gustel had attended him with the greatest tenderness. The funeral was over, and the will was

r,au. wnatwa our surprise to hear that it was made in favor of Peter, not of Oustel. I shall not linger over what is M well known to every townsman of Gottitigen. No need to tell how the universal suspicious circumstances came

1 he was

tracy

There was a note at the foot of the page in a different handwriting, to the effect that Franz Volkhausen had found the above among his late father's papers, and had placed it with the annals of the court-house for the vear 1753

Rath Marquardsen sat meditating beside his stove, but his delight with the manuscript was fast changing into a creeping, gristly terror, such p.s he never had experienced in all his life before. Jacob's strange curse had taken full possession of his imagination. He was afraid to look up lest he should see the old man's covetous, cruel eves fird

upon him. if he turne

at his elbow, or peeping at him from be

ninu tne window-curuin, which was certainly moving slightly. In his unreasoning trepidation, the rath got up and made an undignified retreat into his bed-room, looking behind him at every step. He tumbled into bed after but short toilet operation., feeling safe only when he drew the eider-down plumeau over bis head.

But wicked old Jacob followed him there, and tormente him all night in dreams. Ue dreamed that he proceeded to the cemetery at Friedrich's Thor, got the sexton to open the grave, and found Jacob's corpse undecayexl in its velvet coffin; that it opened its eyes when the , 1 i n 1 1 f ,nanlIAI . i I .

e..v . um H um, springing up clutched him bv the throat.

He awoke trembling, with cold drops

Inspiration stanuing on bis face. Falling asleep again, the vivid dream awakened him. Strange to say, the impression did not wear off, like most hallucinations, with the davhffht. but Jacob' h

haunted him all the time he was busy in the court-house, and, instead of going home to his dinner, he went to his friend and crony, Prof. von Schenk of the college museum, and showed him his treasure trove, the yellow manuscript. A very long discussion between these

two erudite men of Gottineen ended in

wieir awmng tneir nats and setting out arm-in-arm for the cemetery. Marquardsen led his friend past the forest of little black .Tosses where the peasants lay, to the broad alley where

hoary array, and there, sure euouiih.

was the beautiful marble urn, no longer white, but tray and venerable after ihe

lapse ot a century.

Here it is!" cried Kath Marquardsen

in a hoarse tone, that almost stunled

himself. "Jacob Winterwerk, who d-

parted this life, June 23, 1763, deeply

rejecieu sou regretted.

"Stay you there." aa;d the.

like professor, "while I summon tho

sexton.

Not I,' said our friend. Irvini? to

1 1 , , .... - o

conceal a snuauer ; " l shall accompany

you.

I I m dau M ....-... I 1 i r .,

. i4j nun ir nuTunreg ueiore tlio

sexton aud his assistants had removed

ine urn, and dug away the earth from the coffin lid. Several people, at t racted by what was going on, came up iuat as

i. OS

mo coiuq was raised and laid in.ni, a

nat tombstone. Rath Mamu

-l: i . . - . . .

mvereu, aud would am have rtrt.

ed. Put shame keiiL him ah ll.

ne was not prepared for tb aiol.i

that r,Af 1. I .1 , .

...... uiu, uw vyv wuen ine lid was

raised.

i ne proteesor rubbed his spectacles, and bent over the coffin, calmly specu-

a ue was wont to inspect a new

curiosity in the museum. Ue lifted tiae folds of the shroud, which, to his intense amazement, was white and spotless as it was on the day of Jacob's funeral, and beneath lay the

wrysr, unuecaye.t alter a hundred years' sojourn in the tomb. The rath gave one trembling glance, and turned away hastily, seized with a sudden fit of shivering, while the spectators, pressing

me coinn, snouted with horror and wonder. " Wt must have this follow in the

museum I cried the professor, delightedly; "a perfect mummy, preserved by miracle if, indeed, there is such things as miracles. I shall write to Heidelburg and Munich, and get Schulze and Von Heine here, to examine the corp-e, and then I shall prepare a paper for the A I i . - . Fw..

j jxuertnumer Mall. I " No, no, Von Schenck. Put him j back iu his grave; I shall never forgive 1 myself tor this desecration of the tomb. 1 wish I had not rend ti ,,,.,

manuscript, then should I not have had that wild dream, nor have brought you here to disturb the dead. Replace him. 1 pray you." "I shall place him, not replace him. He shall stand between out Thebian mummy and our mastedon giganteous, in the left hand corner of the great museum saal. My dear sentimentalist, the miponcibilitj rests upon the university

vi vruiiingen, no: on you. Pray set your mind at ease." The rath turned away in real disgust, and walked home, pursued by the voice of Von Schenk, who called after

; mm to inquire whether he were willj ing to resign all claim to the mummy, which was his property by right of discovery. It was a longtime before he prevailed upon himself to visit the museum. At length some ladies lagged him to take them over the college, and he could not

well reime. Old Jacob was leaning against the wall in his co-ner between the geological animals and tbe ancient Egyptian ; he was dftBaed in his shroud, and verygrim and horrible he looked, but he was surrounded by an admiring crowd

w wuom i-roi. von ctienk was relating the true story of "The Mummy of Got-tingen."

w 7 .

vnrv fluftpi r i

ii -"-guinea irillllul, WJ , Humboldt Wells, on the Central Pacific rsiltoed, in the midst of tl... ...i. n.c

and alkali country, you will .2 wheat, potatoes, and fruits of different Kinds itrowilli In v ,,ri,.,.l l ..

, . w -o . . '-""Ji mill Hin help of culture and irrigation , proving that this vast tract long supped to be worthless, needs enly skillful treatment to become valuable. 1

One cannot help but speculate upon what kind of men we American. k...

be when all these now desolate id-in-

are tilled, when cities thall be found where now only the lonely derot or the infrequent cabin .tanda : wh.n .u..

iron and coal of these regiom shall nave become the foundation

manufacturing popuiationa und JL

perhaps, the whole continent will be covered by our stars and atri... 5!

other nation has ever snrend aT.

rge a territory or so divriKod

face as our. From the low ia

shores of the Atlantic your California

journey carries you to boundless plains H link 11 . 1 .. 1 , .. 1

, " " ".VMB 11 '6n hs tne summit of Mount Washington. Americans are

uiKgiHg suver ore in Colorado three thousand feet hbdiei- tu .ü.

hißheat point of the White Mountains At Virginia City, in Nevada, one of the business centres of irold minim, tk.

travelers find it hard a ii

breath enough for rapid motion, and many persons, when hv fi...

there, Buffer from bldin ,. .

by reason of the rarity ui the air Again, in Maine half the farmer's ver

H .pent in accumulating supplies for the other and frozen half- nil u..

vi ,i 0 7 wi me Worthern itates the preparation for winter is an important t.art of a..-

but in San Francisivi tin. winta, .i'

" 1 ' IO kli t ploasantest part of the year. In Los

Angeles they do not think 1 t IIO.w I fll 1 t a

to build fire-places, and scarcely chim neys in their houses. And

speaking the same language, reading the same books, holding a common re

ugion, proud ot one common flag, per vades th various attitudes and climates intervisits, intercommunicate., intermarries, and is, with the potent help of the railroad, fused constantly more closely together as a nation. What manner of man, think you, will be the American of 1972, the product of so m-inir i I i ll'.i..... i .1: . S

...... .mi. uiiuifH, oi so various range as to attitude ?

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A tirin Joke. A couple of mediettl

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subject on a cold winter's niaht.

i- i t . . j '

tet red a

and having dressed it, placed

upright, on the seat of a tw

ain!

it,

sitting

erect u-.'ii'Aii

started for home. (' 11111 it tr m

tavern, and seeing the bar-room lighted up they left the wagon and went in for a drink. The ostler observing a man sitting in the cold wagon, attempted

ii'iitt-it-aiiou; gu receiving no answer, he liscoverei how the affair tood, and inst.ntly resolved to have a little tun of his own on the occasion. So taking the corpse to the stable, he dressed himeelt in its clothes, and seated himself in the wagon. The students soon returned and took their seats by tho side of the supposed dead man, when one of them in merriment gave him a -dap on the face, "How would vou like

some flip, old fellow?" then remarked tremulously to his companion, He is warm, by heavens!" "So would you be, replied the corpse, "if Vou had been stolen trom h 1 a I have! ' Both students bolted, and never returned to inquire for the horse and wagon.

The Art of Making Money. One great cause of the poverty of the present day, is the failure of many people to appreciate small things. They say if they cannot save large sums, they will not save anything, i'hey do

He had a horrible idea that ever so small, will oon make a large ' "ft hi", j pile. I ,he 'young U1,n and WOmen fd

to-day will only begin. anl begin now, to save money from their earnings, and invest it in some savings b;ink, and weekly or monthly add to their mite, they will wear a happy smile of con-

tent and independence when they reach

uiMiuie nie. .oi only tbo pile itself

win increase, but the desire and ability

l "u rease it win soon grow, bet the

clerk and tradesman, laborer and artisan, make now and atones a beginning. Store up some of your youthful force and vigor for future contingency. Let

parents teach their children to begin early to save. Begin at the fountainhead to control the stream of extravagance, and tbe work will be easy to choose between poverty and riches. Let our youth go on in the habits of extravagance, for fifteen years to come, as they have for fifty years past, and we shall be a nation of beggars with a moneyed aristocracy. Let a generation of such as save in small sums be reared.

ana we snail be tree from want. Do

not be ambitious for extravagant for-

Xariiage of the Queen of the Grnaies.

A writer in the London Graphic savs The quiet little village of Martha'm, iNorfolk, was the scene, a few days since, of a royal and romantic marriage. Mabel, the queen of the gypsies, condescended to give her hand in hoiv wedlock to a young farmer thereabouts of substantial means and good connections. This is the first instance I have read of in which a gypsy chief, whether male or female, consented or dared to marry a Sassenach. However, the fi lends of the bride, as well as those of

wie Pnrtogroom, were pi esf nf, I suppose there is no loss oi caste in the mattes. I may aJd, for the information of the ladies, that, according to th reporter who was present, 'Queen Mabel, who u twenty-three years of age, was dressed in rich mauve silk, with a magnificent ad, and in her simple but costly jewelry looked dignified and queenly. Her sister officiated as bridesmaid."

tunes, but seek that which is tho duty of every man to obtain independence ami a comfortable home. Wealth in sufficient quantities is within tho reai-H

of all. It can be had by only one process caring.

It is proposed by a number of St

Louis capitalists to erect a mammoth

iron warehouse on the levee in front nf

that city.

What is a house without a baby ? Well, comparatively quiet.

English Lecturers Coming. Edmund Yates and James Anthony Froude have been engaged to lecture in America the beginning of next fall. Froude has a course of five lectures on the troubles between England and Ireland, tracing their rise, progress and cause. As a historian he proposes to deliver five lectures in the larger cities, while he has a single lecture for smaller places. One of Yates's lecturea in a mo.

lange about Dickens, Thackeray, Jermill aa ,1 11 a . . a I

"iu aim xennyson. Another is on English society, a third on the British Parliaraeat, and a fourth is called 41 Good Authors at a Discount." Wilkie Collins writes that he longs to visit America, but is too much exhausted, phyctcally, at present. Charles Krade says he will come if he can get the same terms as Dickens on his last visit. Thb reporter of one of the Omaha newspapers lias experienced a remarkable case of hydrophobia. He was bitten by a don, and. after limrerinir for

several days, death mercifully put an end to the sufferings of the dog.