Rensselaer Republican, Volume 19, Number 4, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 30 September 1886 — Page 6

||MBMEBr i't|i i iWlyw 1 ’ yt* • CHAIRLET BURKE S IN TOWN. ; BY jamm whitcombe mley. .....’...1. Oadriej" Burks’s in town, b’y»l down tie 'JraciT'i Pieces’ new shave upon 'uin, an' the thwbusker* atf his face'. Be"! quit the section gang last night, and ye’* can chalk it down. Thar. ’« goin' to be the dlvil'S toime sauce Chairiey Burke's in town. Bls treatin' tv’ry b.'jhe l&,.*n' poundin' on the bar ' .. . ' ? ' ~ TUllvYy man be'* drinkin* wld must shmoke a fOina cirar; Aa* Missus Murphy's little Kato, that's connin' there tor beer, Can't pay wan cint the bucketful, the whilst that Clialrh y here! Ka'a joompln* oor the tops of stboola, the lx>th fomlnst an' back! Bell have yez pick tbs blessed Sure, an* walk the stra'ghtest crack t Bate liftin' barrc!s wid hts tooth, and Bingin' ’Garry Owen," ■ . —— Till all the bouse be strikin' hands, .yrnce Chairiey Burke's in town. , The load yard hands comes dhroppin' in, an* ■(ver goin' back; An* there* two freights upon the switch—the wan on aithor track— An* Mr. Gearey. from the shops, ho's mod < enough to swear, * An'durstn 't spake a word, but grin, the whilst . t that Chairiey'* there I Oh! it's Chairieyl Chairiey! Chairiey Burkel ye riivit, wid yer wav* O'dhrivin’ all the tbroubles ail the dark an' gtoomvday*! Ohoue! that it's meielf, wid all the grief* I have todrown, Must lave me pick to rosht a bit, since Chairiey Burke'* in town 1

GOSSIPING MISS PERKINS.

BY LILY CURRY.

Miss Perkins cleared her throat and looked knowing. “I didn’t s'pose you’d care so much, •Kerrie,” she said, after a moment of •Hence, during which the young girl hud turned her face away. Miss Perkins was one of the born aggraWaters of humanity in general and in particular. Minerva Woodford felt horribly tempted to tell her so. But Minerva had Wonderful self-control for 17, wonderful •elf-control for such smiling azure eyes and thick-massed, ungovernable auburn hair. It waa no light imposition, thus that , •he had borne throughout that glorious midsummer afternoon; the company of ■Miss Perkins “to tea,” the threads of gossip Miss Perkins unraveled (inch for inch With the yarn of the great gray balls from which she was always knitting ugly* stocklags for heaven knew whom) and knit up •lowly with her own peculiar skill of narration into a substance quite as ugly and durable as the product of her hands. It was One or Miss Perkins self-enjoined duties to communicate disagreeable tidings. She felt a delightful sense of peace •nd contentment now that she had concluded her task of enlightening her young •nd motherless hostess. “ ’Nervie was a wood girl and hadn't ought to be deceived ■eastest," she said tb herself, “more by such a worthless critter as that Jason Hawkes.” “I didn’t s'pose you'd care so much.” she •epexted with an air of sympathy. Minerva was reaching through the window to Ibreak off some of the pink roses that bung there red-ripe and luscious. She did not obey her impulse to turn and speak sharply. She did noLsay out her thought. • ‘Nervie!” How she hated to fie called **Nervie!" No one with any sense called her anything but Minnie. ’No one but Miss Elvira Perkins. She wished Miss Perkins would never come to See her. She thought all this, but what she said •was milder, as she faced about carelessly and stood arranging the roses. “I am sure I hardly understand you, Miss Perkins. Why should you suppose J cared what was said about Jason Hawkes? Surely he has a right to marry whom he pleases.” She might have been a little paler than Osual, but her voice was quite steady. Miss Perkins smiled discreetly. •There ain’t much chance for the young girls," she observed, “when there’s a designin' widow come to town. Mis’ Darrell’s just got Jason Hawkes wound completely "round her finger. ’Tisn’t that he’s so much account, though if he'd married gou, you could’.ve had a good influence. He’s altogether too fond o’ race-horses and suchlike evil-doings. But for her to come and set herself up so mightily—why, she ain’t once returned your call now, I’ll be bound." Minerva’s lovely face flushed painfully •t the reminder. She stepped from sittingroom to kitchen and put some water in a vase for the roses. Her heart throbbed with a great ache, but never should her caller know it “It’s almost time for father to come," she •aid, quietly, “I’mgoing to set the table mow, Miss Perkins. Will you sit by the idoor? I’ll bring your chair. ” •Oh, law! Icanmauage formyself,” said tire elderly maiden, rising in some haste to push the wooden rocker before her over the sill and down the length of the shining kitchen. It was a wing' of the house facing the road, and the door was open. A sudden hoof-beat and a rumble of Lwheels on the soft and yellow-dusty road. kA carriage spun by after a certain wellknown pair of jet-black horses. w Miss Perkins sent up a shrill little cry of — -—■ / —= “I never! There they go; he’s driving her out to the fair-grounds. What do ybu think of that, ’Nervie?” But Minerva made no reply. Miss Perkins turned only to see the girl •lip quietly from the room. Miss Perkins sat there alone for a considerable space. The tea-kettle had begun to sing cheerily. The snowy table-cloth and the shining glassware had an inviting aspect. There was plenty of Miss Perkin’s favorite sauce and sweet-pickle; there was just the kind of tea-biscuit and cocoanut-cake that she doted on. She closed her eyes and clasped her hands with a sigh of thankfulness for duty performed, and blessings about to.be enjoyed. Then Minerva’s father arrived. • . - “How-dy, Miss Perkins,” he said. •Where’s Minnie?" Minerva reappeared, just a little pale •nd shadowy around the eyes. “Here I am, father." she said, gently; •tea is ready. I had something to do, I’d zno.->*t forgotten.” Miss Perkins went away just after tea. She did not stop to “help ’Nervie do the <Hshes, ”as usual. Il was getting dark and she had a long walk, she suddenly remembered. Minerva went about her work quite unassisted. Her father was due at some village meeting, and so presently she was left alone in the house. 1 A terrible sense of depression fell upon faer. She wondered if Jason Hawkes were coming. She was quite prepared. She had every thing ready to return to him, his letters, and the little pearl ring he had given her. Everything was wrapped securely; the package was too heavy for her pocket—quite too heavy. She wondered if he would come. And how should she feel when she had given all back to him, and said to him that they had better part? She hardly knew. 0, life was hard and bitier. Jason had loved her—she knew he had loved her —until that woman had come to the village, the “designing widow,” as Miss Perkins had said. Perhaps Miss Perkins was right. Minerva finished her work and went to •it on the porch. The air was heavy with

the scant of rose and honeysuckle. And she felt her heart within her as cold as a stone. She had sat than less than half an hour, wfaen the gate opened, and a form familiar came swiftly up the walk. Her cold heart seemed for a moment to stand still. Then it throbbed painfully. ’ i “Good evening;” she answered very quietly to his “good evening." But she didn’t give him her hand. ■ The rest all cAthe about vety swiftly. O pride, for Jhy stern sake how many hearts are wrong! He should never know that she had learned his treachery. He should simply believe she did not caie for him. “Hereare your letter* and the ring." she said swiftly, glad that the darkness veiled her pallor. Jason Hawkes received them in bitter silence. • “As von choose, then, Coquette,” he muttered, and. turning, strode away. Minerva Woodford tossed Wakefully her bed that night.lt was the first great trouble of her life., First troubles are so bitter. Everything recurred to her- everything that Miss Perkins had told her concerning Mrs. Darrell. The widow was young and pretty. Why should not Jason care for her? She had come from the city, and was bright with city ways and city talk. She seemed to have money in abundance. () it was cruel! The whole thing was cruel! . . Minerva fell asleep only toward the dawn. She rose pale and heavy-eyed for the morning, yet strong in the intention of concealing her griet. The summer day dragged heavily toward noon, more heavily after. Time was so long, so long. It seemed a century since Miss Perkins had been there with her tale of Jason Hawkes’ devotion to the young widow. But the dream was over. It was Minerva’s task to forget their plighted vows, to forget the handsome face that had been so dear to her. Probably he would leave the village—when he had married the widow. ■> Minerva’s eyes grew dim; she felt a choking sensation and stepped to the open door, hoping the soft summer breeze would cool her hot forehead. As she stood there she suddenly heard a sharp cry of distress, then something tore "piist'in the road, beating up the yellow dust in blinding donds. . “A runaway,” she said, and her heart seemed to cease beating for an instant. She ran down the path and out into the road. The horses had dashed on, but something of a wreck was perceptible a short distance off. Minerva thought she could see some one lying by the roadside. She ran on toward it, at her utmost speed“0, Jason, Jason!"she moaned, bending down ovsr him. Not dead, thank Heavenl Only stunned, perhaps. She raised his head, loosened his collar, and asked herself what pext. Turning for a moment she looked back down the road and saw some one going in. at her own gate. It was a womau. She| flew back toward home to ask help or whomever, it might be. - ' ■ It was Mrs. Darrell! She was very pale, and addressed the girl anxiously. “I’m afraid an accident has happened Mr. Hawkes. His team ran away—’’ “He is lying in the road unconscious,” Minerva interrupted. “Will you help me some way to —” . “Let ns go quickly,” said the other. And so they had not lost an instant. Jason had come to himself, “Badly shaken up, that’s all,” he said with an tuiuerved laugh, and, leaning op their arms, limped back to Minerva’s home. Minerva drew up the arm-chair in tha sitting-room, and left him there with Mrs! Darrell, going herself into the kitchentq make a cooling drink" for her guests per, force. Through the open door between the rooms she could hear Jason’s voice gloomy and dispirited. “Good thing, perhaps, if I had been kilted. Wouldn’t have cared much,” “0, but youshouldn’t say that, ” the soft voice of Mrs. Darrell replied. “You ought to care. Things may come right—you know.” Minerva’s heart seemed to twist up within her in a sudden jealous frenzy. Sh« could fancy just how the widow’s dark, soft eyes were gazing into his; just how her white and graceful hand lay on hi? arm. Yes; things might come right. But why should JnsPU Speak gloomily? _She had given him his freedom. The hand with which she offered him the glass of lemonade shook perceptibly. Did Jason observe it? “I am going away to-morrow, Miss Woodford,” he said rather stiffly. “Perhaps I may carry your good wishes with me. I greatly regret having made you this trouble. ” The widow had slipped out on the porch. “It is no trouble, whatever, Mr. Hawkes-,* replied Minerva. »- “Miss Mpijtford,” said a soft, smooth voice fronr’Wt among the roses, “won’t you please come out here a moment?” Minerva’obeyed. ~ The widovr-came near to the girl and, laid her gentle hand upon her arm. “I have heard so much of you,” she said, in a low tone. ,*T feel as "if) we might be friends. I liave been trying to come and see you for so long; I was on my wav this morning. I’m afraid you feel unkindly toward poor Jason. Please, please don't feel so. He has not been to blame —” Minerva’s heart was. boiling within her. She answered with an effort. “1 was not aware of-any unkind It can interest you very little how I feel. ” “Oh. but pardon me! It interests mq exceedingly.” . “0!” said with sudden satcasm. “Tobe sure! 1 forgot. Will yoq permit me to congratulate Mr. Hawkes.” Mrs. Darrell looked perplexed. “Congratulate? For what?” “Upon bis engagement to yon,” said Minerva, with a little gasp. • “You—foolish:—child! Who put such nonsense in your head?” Mrs. Darrell was actually laughing.—“ Did you fancy—why, child, lam six years older than he. Besides—l am to marry his cousin Frank, who is in Europe now. I thought he had told you. There, now. run in to him and make it all up. I'm off for the present. t ßut I'll be back.” Minerva turned into the house with cheeks aflame. “Jason.” she said, “I—l think I was too hasiy last night. It—it was a mistake." Jason sprang to his feet and drew her into his arms. “Who was it that came gossiping to you?" he demanded. “Wasn’t it Miss Perkins?” ~ “Yes,” said Minerva, slowly. “It "was Miss Perkins. But I don’t believe her—now.” — Chietago Ledger. No way has been found for making heroism easy, even for the scholar. Labor, iron labor,, is for him. The world was created as an audience; the atoms of which it is made are opportunities.—Emerson. We look at the one little woman’s face we love as we look at the face of our mother earth, and see all sorts of answers to our own yearnings.— George Eliot

REMINISCENCES OF PUBLIC MEN.

BY BEN : PERLEY POORE.

Sir Frederick Bruce, the British Minister to the United States, died sod-’ denly at Boston on the 19th of SeptemT>er, 1867. He had been attacked with diphtheria at Narragansett Pier, and had gohe to Boston for medical advice, but he arrived too late. He recognized Senator Surnner, who hastened to bis bedside, but was unable to speak to Jiim. Sir Frederick was the younger brother of Lord Elgin. He was born in 1814, was educated at Christ’s Church College, Oxford, and subsequently was called to the bar at Lincoln’s Inn. Educated for di jUomatic service, he began his career in Lord Ashburton’s suite, when he came to Washington in 1842,. on his special mission regarding the northeastern boundary question. At this time Rufus Choate said of him that he was “the Corinthian part of the British Legation;” He was colonial secretary at Hong Kong, China, for two years. For three or four years he was employed in the diplomatic service of his country in South America and Egypt. In 1855 he went with his brother, Elgin, to China, and was in netiv»! service there for some years. After this he was sent as British envoy to Japan, where he rendered very important service for his country. Soon after his return to England, in 1865, he was appointed to succeed Lord Lyons as British Minister at Washington, and •was presented to President Johnson immediately after the funeral of President Lincoln. While in China his official relations with the Hon. Anson Burlingame ripened into personal intinfacy, and on the visit of the latter home, there were reciprocated between these gentlemen the most cordial expressions of respect and friendship. He lived in excellent style in. Washington, was very hospitable to his acquaintances and friends, whom he frequently entertained at his well-spread table, and was noted for that love of horses which has almost become a passion with Englishmen. To the public in general the deceased wore that stiff’ and formal appearance which characterizes the class of countrymen to which he belonged, but in private life he is said to have been very social, conversational, and entertaining. He always expressed great admiration and friendship for the United States, and it was principally the knowledge of this feeling which occasioned his appointment as minister to Washington. The only one of our institutions he objected to was the railroad legislation which prohibited a gentleman entering certain cars unless accompanied by a lady. As the. deceased minister usually desired to ride in other cars than those filled with smokers and tobacco-chewers, whenever he traveled he was under the judicious necessity of taking his cook with him, as a means of obtaining admittance to the ladies’ car. David Crockett was the roughest diamond that ever sparkled in the House of Representatives. Reared in the cabin of has father, a Revolutionary soldier, who was a pioneer settler in Tennessee, he became noted as a marksman, a bear-hunter, and an Indianftghter. In due time he was sent to the Legislature, and in 1827 he came to Congress. Wearing a home-spun suit, with a waistcoat matle from the skin of a panther which he had shot, he attracted some attention, and the most absurd stories were told of his prowess. He told some good stories, but the greater part of his remarks were coarse and vulgar. It so happened, however, that he became arrayed against Gen. Jackson on au Indian bill, and when the President sent a friend to him to tell him that he must support the bill if he desired re-election, he replied; “I believe the measure is unjust and wicked, and I shall fight it, let the consequences be what they- may. -I- -am willing to be with G-en. Jackson in everything I believe right and honest, but beyond that I won’t go for any man in creation. I would sooner be honest and politically blanked than hypocritically immortalized.” The Whigs took liim up, and he visited Philadelphia, New York, and Boston, receiving marked attention and many presents in each city. When he returned to Tennessee and went into the canvas, he found that President Jackson was too much for him, and he was beaten by about -three hundred votes. He went to Texas, where he fought gallantly, and was killed when the Alamo was taken and its garrison was slaughtered. His son, John W., served as a Whig inCongress from 1837 to 1841. He then removed to New Orleans, where he edited a paper for a while, and then returned to Tennessee, where he died in 1852. Several lives of Crockett were published, written by others. Of the many sayings credited to him, the most popular one; was, “Be sure you’re right, then go ahead.” -A—__JMrs. Lincoln created an excitement in the Autumn of 1867, by ottering for sale, in a small, upstairs room on Broadway in New York, xvhat purported to be her wardrobe ‘ while she was at the White House. Ladies who inspected it said that the object of this exhibition could not have been to realize money from the sale of the collection. With the exception of some lace and cainel’shair shawls, and a few diamond rings, there was nothing wliieh any lady could wear, or which would not have been a disgrace to a second-hand-clothes shop; the ; dresses —those that had been made up and worn—were crushed, oldfashiomxl, and trimmed without taste. The skirts were too short for any but a .very short person, and of the commonest muslins, grenadines and berages; all were made extremely low in the neck, and could not be availably, for any purpose. There were some brocaded silk skirts in large heavy patterns, which had been made but not worn, but these were unaccompanied by any waists, whil e the price put upon them and of the other articles was exorbitant.. The opinion was that the exhibition was intended to stimulate Congress to make Mrs. Lincoln a large appropriation. Those Republicans who had subscribed to the fund of SIOO,OOO paid to Mrs. Lincoln after the death of; her lamented husband, were very angry. The general opinion was that the exhibition was an advertising dodge which some of Mrs. Lipooln’s indiscreet

friends had persuaded her to adopt. Thurlow Weed created a decided sensation by taking up the cudgels in defence of his party, end published a letter stathig that the Republicans, through Congress, “would have made proper arrangements for the mainteiwpoce of Lincoln had she so comported herself as to inspire respect. ” He further intimated “that no President’s wife ever before Accumulated such valuable effects, and that those aecumulations are suggestive of ‘fat contracts and corrupt disposal of patronage,’” He continued that “eleven of Mr. Lim coin’s new linen shirts were sold” almost before the remains which wer> shrouded in the twelfth had started “for that Ixiurne from whence no traveller returns. ” Not only was Mr. Weed censured in this country, but in England. The London Telegraph said: “To attack Mrs. Lincoln is to insult the illustrious memory of Abraham .Lincoln, and to slander a gentle lady. Far and wide she has been known as an admirable and charitable woman, an irreproachable wife, and a devoted mother. She is entitled to more than ‘respect’ from the American people. They owe her reverence, for her very name’s sake. If fifty thousand swords wer e to have leapt from their scabbards to avenge the slightest insult offered to Marie Antoinette, a million cf American hearts and hands would be quick to relieve the wants of the widow of the emancipator; and if this deplorable tale could be true, which we decline to believe, the American public wants no stimulus from abroad to take such an incident at once from the evil atmosphere of electioneering, and to deal with the necessities of Abraham Lincoln’s family in a- manner befitting the national dignity.”

Disraeli’s Love Story.

When Benjamin Disraeli married Mrs. Wyndham Lewis she was his senior by sixteen years. Yet five years after his marriage he gave her this character: “This most serene of critics, but—a perfect wife.” Great men, and small men, too, do not usually take kindly to the criticisms of a wife, even when they are assured of her Iflve, and have confidence in her judgment. A man on his return home from an assembly or club, where he has been listened to as an oracle, and referred to as a leader, is not usually in the mood to be criticised even by his affectionate wife. That Mr. Disraeli listened with meekness while Mrs. Disraeli told him, after a great debate in the House of Commons, what he ought to have said and what he should have left unsaid, indicates that she was a worn an of tact, and that he—loved her devotedly. She was a loved helpmeet, for their union of thirty-three years was one of unbroken harmony, confidence, and affection. She believed in her husband, lived for him, studied his views and wishes, and served him with the zeal of an intelligent companion. The average husbandcontented if his wife shows herself a good housekeeper, an attractive hostess, and a wise mother. But Benjamin Disraeli, not being an average man, made his wife his companion and treated her as his intellectual comrade. She liecame “the most severe of critics” because of her intense love and admiration. Rhe was made a “perfect wife” by her husband placing her on an equality with himself. When Disraeli delivered his great speech in the Free-Trade Hall at Manchester—a speech which helped the return of the Conservatives to power—she sat in a box immediately opposite the platform whence he spoke. The interest of those seated on the platform was often transferred from the speech to the sympathetic face of the orator’s wife, and then to the way which, from time to time, he lifted his head as if seeking her smile of approval. When the oration was finished she drove rapidly to the house of their host in the suburbs of the city to receive her husband. No sooner were the carriage wheels heard grinding upon the gravel than she hurried to the hall. As she entered she rushed into his arms and exclaimed: ■ “O. Dizzy! Dizzy! This is the greatest night of all I This pays for all!’* At that moment she knew she could not live out the year—for three months before her physician had pronounced her death warrant — and every step of her movement to the door produced the acutest pain. A well-know story also illustrates her strength of will and power of self-con-trol when her love made them necessary. When Disraeli, as Chancellor of the Exchequer, rode to the House to introduce his last budget she accompanied him. On getting into the carriage one -of her Cngers was crushed between the door and its frame. She maintained her composure, though the pain was excruciating, through the ride, and until she saw him pass through the “members” entrance, and then fainted. The man who makes his wife a companion may hear severe criticisms, but he will be “known in the gates.”

Gen. Buell at the Spring.

On one occasion, near Cave City, Buell ordered the men kept away from a fine spring, but the guard was overrun by thirsty men, and Buell rode with his stern official dignity to the spring to stand guard himself. He wore at the time a little straw hat and his fatigue uniform. A large, energetic man came up thirsty and impatient to fill his canteen. He rubbed against Buell as he passed and stepped with one foot in the water to fill his cup. Buell said quietly but decidedly : “Take your foot out, sir.” Still stooping, the six-footer looked up and said: “Ybu go to Greenland’s icy mountains. I don’t want any Quartermaster’s clerk ordering me around.” For an instant the Commander of the Army of the Ohio "was stunned by the unexpected reply. Then he said quietly but emphatically: “Gen. Buell orders you to take your foot—out—of—-that—-water.” The man gave the General a look of unmistakable admiration, and said quickly: “I’ll do it, sir. If Gen. Buell would order me to jump head first into a cannon, I would do it. Out comes the foot. "Why didn't you say so before.” This reply bothered the General a good deal, but he said nothing.— Chicago Inter-Ocean. x

A CLOSE GALL.

Scores of Lives Saved by ,the Nerve and Ccolness of an Engineer. [Denver special.] The passengers who arrived this morning on the Salt Lake train report an almost miraculous escape from a fearful accident in the Black canyon yesterday morning. Mr. W. F. Wakeman, formerly business manager of the. San Francisco Alla, who was on the train, thus describes the accident: “At about 7:30 o’clock yesterday morning our train/ consisting of thirteen cars, drawn by two engines, was coming through the canyon at a rate of about twenty miles per hour. I suddenly felt a shock, then a series of bumps and jars that convinced me that the train was off the track. In the rear of the Pullman, in which I was, was the private car of General Superintendent Bancroft, and attached to his car was an observation car. Here nearly one hundred passengers, including Mr. Palmer and bis Madison Square Company, en route to Denver/ were gathered, contemplating the beautiful scenery through which we were passing. The first jolt frightened everybody, and in an instant a perfect panic prevailed. Ladies fainted, others became, hysterical, white men blanched with fear, bril compelled to remain quiet. Each moment we expected to be dashed to pieces against the rocks, or else be thrown into the canyon below. One young man named Barnev,’a commercialtraveler, was standing on the steps at the time the cars left the track. He became so thoroughly frightened that he jumped blindly forward. He was thrown violently against the rocks, and kept bounding between them and the cars until they were stopped. The horrible jolting continued for a distance of nearly three hundred yards. When the train stopped we carried Mr. Barney into the cars, and gave him ever}- possible attention. Fortunately, he Fad sustained no serious injuries internally, and we patched up his bruises as best we could. When the train reached Pueblo he was turned over to the care of a physiciap. Those of the cars off the track were badly wrecked, and the escape of the train from being hurled into the bottom of the canyon is almost marvelous. The nerve and presence of mind of the engineer were all that prevented the train from being a wreck on the rocks below, fbr had the train gone a few feet further it could not have been saved.”

BASE-BALL.

The Champion Chicago Club in the Lead, and Will Again Fly the Pennant. The base-ball season is nearing the close, only a few more games remaining to be played. The champion Chicagos hava proved themselves the steady stayers theii friends claimed them to be, and by brilliah? play in the last few weeks have distanced all competitors. Nothing but a miracle can now prevent them retaining th? chainpionship for another season. Tha following table shows the standing of the League clubs at this writing: NATIONAL LEAGUE. Games Garnet Clubs— won. lost. ChicagoS3 21' Detroit 77 31 New 3S PfiiTaclelpHia 58 4C Boston .46 56 St. Louis.. 39 G 7 Kansas City2B 76 Washington...,.l9 80 In the American Association the St. Louis club has a dead sure thing on the champion flag. The eight clubs stand as shown below: Clubs— Won. Lost St. Louisß2 40 Pittsburg6B 53. Brooklyn6s . 57 Louis villa. ... .64. - 58 Cincinnati.s7 64 Athletic 53 63 Metropolitan.... 46 69 Baltimore 43 z 74

Base-Ball Notes. Unlike other clubs, Chicago never makes crippled players an excuse for defeat, and they have their share of mishaps as well as other players. President Spalding, of the Chicago Dlub: “The Chicago Club will not play Sunday games, and will oppose Sunday playing in the League.” Ryan, of the Chicagos, is the best batter of the League youngsters. In sixteen games he made twenty-three hits, with a total of forty, an average of .352, with a total of .591. The four weakest batters in the League and Association ate all pitchers, and yet a pitcher stands as high as eighth in the League, while a twirler actually leads the Association, and another is but three pegs below him. The averages indicate that the best League fielding team would be: Pitchers, Boyle and Casey; catchers, O’Rourke aud Bennett, basemen, Farrar, H. Richardson, and Denny; short-stop; Force or Glasscock; outfielders, Hornung, Daily, and Fogarty. The best League batting team according to averages would be: Buffington, Ryan, and Stemmyer, pitchers; Kelly and Ewing, catchers; Anson, Myers, and White on the bases; Glasscock, short-stop; H. Richardson, Hines, and Thompson in the outfield. More superstitious notions: Gleason, of St. Louis, always comes on the field walking astride the right foul line. Big Brouthers always lays his gloves in a certain spot white he goes into the bench or to the bat, and he allows no one to interfere with them. Wizard Shaw has a peculiar superstition that if he steps in the box from any direction but the rear it will hoodoo him; consequently, no matter if he be standing directly in front of the box when the ball is returned to him, he religiously walks around the box to the right and goes in the back door. No power on earth could induce him to enter the box from the sides or front. ■ The religious dances of the ancients consisted for the most part of slow and stately movements around the altar, without any violence of gesture or attempt at gymnastic dexterity, and more in the nature of a ceremonial accompanied by music than what is implied by our word dance; consequently, among the Greeks and Romans freeborn citizens of both sexes and all ranks, even the highest, took part in these exhibitions without any disparagement to the gravity of their, characters or dignity of position.

POLITICS.

The Knights of Labor Actively at Work in the Political Field, z Here and There. And They Will Probably Upset Many a Calculation—Political Notes and News.

Workingmen Taking Political Action. The workingmen throughout the»country are talking a great deal about political action, and will no doubt do better than they have* done heretofore in that direction. The 30,000 signatures in favor of Henry George’s candidacy for Mayor of New York have been secured, a convention has nominated him, and his friends and backers are making a vigorous canvass. A cigarmaker and Greenbacker have been nominated for Congress at Albany, N. Y. The New York State Committee of the Greenback party met at Albany and nominated a candidate for Judge of the Court of Appeals. Gideon J. Tucker is their choice. The New Hampshire Greenback State Convention met with the Labor party of the State, in convention, at Manchester. The labor men arid " the temperance people ittt Toronto will try to form a third party. The workingmen of Allegheny County, Pti., are arranging to take a hand in politics, A full labor ticket will be put in the field at Evansville, Ind. The Industrial Labor party of Baltimore has put up candidates for city councils! A labbr convention at Richmond has nominated the District Master Workman for Congress. In some districts the Greenbackers and Republicans have fused, and in others the Greeribackers and Democrats have joined hands. The Petersburg (Va.) Republicans have nominated a Knight of Labor for Congress. The Milwaukee Knights expect to elect members of their order to the Legislature. A labor convention was held at Fort Worth. The party there is called the Anti-Monopo-ly party. The Greeiibackers aud Democrats have joined hands iu the First, Third, and Fifth Districts of Kansas, and Jesse Harper is working the State. The farmers and wage workers around Minnt. apolis are working on the same platform. A Knight of Labor has been nominated for Congress in Muscatine, lowa, and will be supported by the Republicans. Tw’o Richmond delegates at Trenton will be run for the New Jersey Legislature. ' The Democrats and Knights of Labor will unite on a preacher in the Salem, Mass., district. It is estimated that the labor organizations of New York will cast 69,2(10 voles, and Henry George may probably be elected Mayor.

Congressional Nominations. Ninth Illinois District, L. E. Payson, Republican: Missouri, M, J. Ratchford, Labor; Twelfth Pennsylvania, John Lynch, Democrat; Fifth Illinois, Charles Wheaton, Prohibitionist; Third Louisiana 7E; J. Gay, Democrat; First Pennsylvania, H. H. Brigham, Republican; Second Pennsylvania, Charles O'Neil, Republican; Fourth Pennsylvania, W. D. Kelley, Republican; Fifth Pennsylvania, A.- C. Harmer, Republican-; Sixth Maryland, Victor Baughman, Democrat; Second Nebraska, Janies Laird; Fifth Missouri, William Warner, Republican; First New Jersey, George Hires, Republican; First Maryland, Thomas S. Hodson, Republican; Second Maryland, W. M. Martine, Republican; Fifth Maryland, W- G. Tuck, Republican; Seventh New York, J. F. Storey, Prohibitionist; First Connecticut, J. R. Buck, Republican. Fourth Wisconsin, John Black, Democrat; First Wisconsin, L. B. Caswell, Republican; First Michigan, H. A. Robinson, Republican and Labor; Ninth Indiana, B. F., Ham, Democrat; Eleventh Michigan, S. C. Moffat, Reptiblicah; Third Wisconsin, Hugh J. Gallagher, Democrat; Seventh Wisconsin, S. N. Dickinson, Democrat; First NebraskaTOhWCh Howe, Republican; Second Minnesota, O. P. Bullis, Democrat and farmers’; Twenty-first Pennsylvania, G, T. Rafferty, Democrat; Seventh Missouri, John E. Hutlton, Democrat; Third lowa, J. C. Cook, Democrat; Third Tennessee, J. T. Wilder, Republican; Eleventh Texas, S. W. T. Lanahan, Democrat; Fourth Alabama, J. F. Mc-~ Duffee, Republican; Eighth Illinois, Hiram H. Cody, Democrat; Third Indiana, J. K. Marsh, Democrat; Dakota Territory, O-. ■S. Gifford, Republican; Culpeper (Va-) district, W. H. F.Lee, Democrat. Politics Down in Georgia. ■' 1 ‘ ' —“lNew YorE special*] ~ jGen. Gordon, the Democratic candidate for Governor of Georgia, is in New York on allying visit. In response to an inquiry regarding the canvass in Georgia, he replied: “We haven’t any. We are presenting the singular spectacle in Georgia of having only one candidate for Governor. So far it seems that the one we have is acceptable to both parties. There is no particular excitement among us now, and our people are paying the strictest attention to their material interests. Our people are natural politicians, but the necessities of our new conditions have made them pay more attention to their planting and gathering than in those days when they had somebody to work for them. ’’ Gen. Beauregard on Mr.'Cleveland. Gen. G. T. Beauregard of New Orleans, who is in New York, said to a reporter;“Mr. Cleveland appears to be making a very good President, and I think he wilj. gain iu popularity before his term expires. He has been handicapped by the Republican Senate in making removals. ' Civil-service reform may be all right, but I think oneffiafc of the people who are in should be turned out before we should apply it. That would be no more than fair. The South is having an era of prosperity, and our people have very little cause to complain.” Republican Nominations in Nevada. The Nevada Republican State Committee met at Carson and nominated the following ticket: Governor, C. C. Stevenson; Lieutenant Governor, H. C. Davis; Secretary of. State, J. M. Donner; Supreme Court Judge, T. D. EdwArds; Treasurer, George Tuity; Comptroller, J. F. Hallock. Charges Against Commissioner Atkins. I Washington s!x»eial.] Herbert Welsh, Secretary of the Indian Rights Association, proposes to prefer charges of bad administration against Commissioner Atkins, of the Indian Bureau, and Assistant Commissioner Upham. Welsh claims to have affidavits showing mismanagement at a number of Indian agencies. Postmasters Appointed. The President has appointed the follow-ing-named postmasters: At Georgetown, Col., James W. Forest; at Normal, DL, W. C; Scanland; at Letonia, Ohio; C. N* Schmick; at Media, Pa., J. C. Henderson;' at Brenham, Texas, Julien M. Byrnes; at Shreveport', La., J. C. Loape, at Montevideo, Minn., Mrs. Ella L. Kempe, reappointed: at De Soto. Mo.; James W. Clarke; at Boise City, Idaho, T; B. Goss; at Nashville, Tenn., Anna B. Cheatham; at Prescott, Arizona, P. Behan; at What Cheer, lowa. Richard Burke; at Rena; Nev., J. H. Hagerman; at Afton, lowa, Alice H. Graves'.