Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 2, Number 14, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 30 September 1871 — Page 2

THE LABOR PROBLEM.

CUIAS Oration for 1871 at Yale. The Clsss Oration delivered on Presentation Day at Yale, July 11, 1871, is a production of far more than the usual merit. Tbe graduate who delivered it, Orville Justice BHss, of Chicago, III., is evidently a man of brilliant promise, It is rare that in such a production so much thought is displayed.

The subject ot the oration was "The Educated Man in American Society." After making a general inquiry into what constitutes society, and glancing at its imperfections, the assertion is broadly made, that, "disgoise it as we may, society at large has not yet been taught a genuine respect for labor." The subject of the relations of labor to capital is then taken up. "Labor parties," it is forcibly said, "may not prove that eight hours a day ought to be a legal days work, but they do prove that something is rotten in American society." And here the orator makes the strong point of his address, viz., that political cconomy having failed to relieve the burdens of the laboring classes, society has adopted the charity system. He says: "At the risk of a glittering generality, I pronounce this theageof jwior-houses. Hospitals lor the sailor, asylums for the inebriate, and retreats for the spinster, spring up in a night, and open their doors to the unfortunate. Never was society so thoroughly nursed as to-day. Now.- no one would ilisparage these enterprises. They honor the head as inaHi an they do the heart of the authors. -But they do not meet this great social problem of poverty, and they never will. For they are not philosophical. The best gift you could bestow on a cripple would be to set him on hitsfeet and if some disease is crippling society, crutches will never make it walk 'straight. Will it develop into life and vigor the self-reliance of an able-bodied man to feed him like a child with his daily bread The truth is, there must appear in society some miracle worker, personal or impersonal, which shall bid these crippled, halting, and helpless thousands to rise up and walk.

If, then, our institutions cannot be trusted, if political economy has proved hself futile, and if charity, however broad in its reach or in its multiplied firm, can work no permanent cure, what shall we turn 7 Must we abandon the question in despair? Must we accept HH a fact the existence in America of HO isolated class? While England is manfully lighting her way to justice in the face ol tradition and law, shall wo ignobly surrender this very fortress of human rights? I do not believe it. That same political economy for which so much is claimed, teaches that man alone with his muscle? alone is able to produce more than he can consume. And it he can do this unaided, where is the boasted beneficence of Invention, if it is to carry only physical and moral poverty in its path (liven a community of ten persons, with one hundred bushels of corn, and they ought to enjoy greater material prosperity, than the same number of persons with fifty bushels and does any one doubt that wo can produce the ono hundred bushels with our lal or saving appliances, where wo could produce fifty without them If, then, it has been demonstrated that destitution is not a necessity among a savage and untutored race, is it inevitable here, where art his doubled mid trebled nature? Does not tho contemplation of these tacts force us back to tho truth with which wo started, namely, that society fails to distribute fairly its labors and Its rewards

Mr. Phillips would reduce tho amount of production, and thus bring capital to terms. There could not be a greater fallacy. Tho bane of society is not that the rich live in palaces, but that tho poor live In huts. Rather, If it were possible, Increase production ton, twenty, yea a hundred lold, until the rich are fairly surfeited and gorged with luxury, and when they can neither eat, itrink, nor wasto any more, some will overflow and Ilnd Its way into the hovels of tho poor. Hut that is a chimera. Once more we are compelled to ask What shall bo done with tho labor problem? I began tho study of this subject with no preconceived notions, and utterly uncertain as to the conclusion which would be reached. Hut truth compels mo to sum up tho answer in a word, old indeed, and monotonous In sound, but gathering a fresh meaning from this now connection. It is the word education. We must educate two classes, tho poor and tho not poor, which you will admit to bo a pretty exhaustive subdivision of American* society.

We must educate the laborer, first, for his own work, if knowledge is power, much more so Is skill. In this respect a lesson may bo learned from France. For example, drawing is taught In our schools merely as an ac eomplishment, and In most Instances a verv imaginary accomplishment at thai in France, on the contrary, it Is an art, and when tho French peasant lov leaves the school for the workshop, he'is able to sketch the machine before which he stands, llence a certain independence and independence broods BClf-respeot. The workman should be taught not only how to work, but also how to manage. Of all the blessings the genius man has bestowed upon labor, I believe that co-operation Is greatest and best, for this reason: It makes tho employee his ownjemployer, and thus capital and labor cease to quarrel. It is destined to throttle monopoly, and to le the lover ujon which tha working class will raise Itself to power. But hitherto it has been ahnost useless to then because they have no competent managers. Our duty Is, by industrial schools, by institutes of technology, by lYee commercial colleges, or by some other means, to put them In possession of those acquirements which will meet this demand. Educate the workman thoroughly in his own sphere alone, and half tne charity houses in the land will be compelled to pull down their signs.

Hut, secondlv, we must be»tow upon them that broader Intelligence which will tit them (bra position in society. Give a Yankee boy five years in a district whool, and he is ready to do anything—trade, shovel or lecture. His self-cenfUiencc may be absurd, but it contains great secret, nevertheless. The misfortune of the foreigners who will till our workshops and perform •ur dmdgvrv, Is that they are able to do but one kind of work.

IT w.w about guessing tbe weight of a steer that two gentlemen—one of Texas, and the other an Arkansas traveler—disagreed the other day. It isn't •say to give a positive estimate, with only a casual glance of the eye to rely apon, ami so the Arkansan s&i-l. Hie IVXKI flriend was very decided however. Palling out a revolver, be cocked it, run the moule six inches down tbe throat of the Arkansas man, put his Anger on tbe trigger, and asked him if Ite aidnt think tbe steer weighed thirteen hundred. Tbe Arkansas man said, under the circumstances, and rather than quarrel with an old flrieiw* on racJb a trite, be thought it did.

Young Folks.

BIBLICAL SQUARE-WORD. My first was a Bible weapon. My second was a man employed by David for a great special purpose. My third is a Bible ornament. My fourth was an ancient garment.

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PROBLEM.

A and bought a cheese 18 inches in diameter and of equal thickness, for $12, A having paid and the remainder. It is required to divide it between them by a i-ord line, in proportion to what each one paid. I demand its length. •i 'r

ENIGMA.

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I am composed of 22 letters. My 7, 13, 19 is a domestic fowl. My 2, 11, 9 is something we should not do. My 10, 29, 21 is a metal. My 12, 15, 4, 9,17 isaState intheUnion. My 14, 22, 16, 13, 19 is a number. My 5, 7, 1,12,17,18 is a river in England. My 3, 22, 15, 6, 7 is to instruct. My 8, 2 is a verb. My whole is a well-known proverb.

A. C. B.

WORD PUZZLE No. 1.

My first is in Ann, but not in Liddy. My second is in Romancy, but not in Kitty, My third is in Mollie, and also in Callie. My fourth is in Hattie, but not in Sallie. My fifth is in Sophia, but not in Jennie. My sixth is in Mary, and also in Minnie. My seventh is in earl, and also in hen. My eighth is in torn, and also in Ben. My ninth is in Duain, and also in Will. My tenth is in George, but not in Phil. My whole is tbe name of a common study at school. DUAIN KOHL.

WORD PUZZLE No. 2.

My first is in-view, but not in sight. My second is in heavy, but not in light. My third is in large, also in small. My fourth is in room, but not in hall. My fifth is in city, but not in town. My sixth is in rider, but noMn clown. My seventh is in pine, but not in ash. Mv eighth is in meat, but not in hash. My ninth is in to-day, but not in tomorrow. My tenth is in lend, but not in borrow, My whole is what I tried to mv sorrow. j. II. P.

ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, CHARADES AC. IN LAST WEEK'S PAPER.

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Geographical Puzzle.—George arose one morning and found that duringthe night snow had fallen after eating a breakfast of bread and milk, he started for the woods, taking his gun and dog, in search of deer, when he met an Indian with a turkey on his back, that he said he had just killed. After hunting a long time,'without killing anything but a buzzard, and getting tired, he started for homo, filled with disappointment when*be reached home he ate for his supper a salmon baked, and some, soup made of a turtle, seasoned with onions he then retired and slept soundly until awakened by a bug running across his face. He was not disturbed again till morning.

Geographical Enigma.—The valley ol Mexico. Hidden Cities.—1. London 2. Lowell 3. Lyons 4. Madrid 5. Mexico (5. Lisbon.

Charade.—Hay-stack.

CURIOUS ASIATIC CUSTOMS.—1"Kasim Akhoond Bogi, of Zungai, arrived in camp with fruits, Ac., and presented himself before us. Having received him at the door of my tent, we seated ourselves on the ground more Usbeeo, HIHI then a colored table cloth was spread before us, on which melons, piears, grapes, apricots, nectarines, sugared almonds, and biscuits were dis-

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re'ak a pieco of bread or biscuit, and then Invite his host and companions to join in the feast. He also offers them a cup of green tea, of which, unmixed with milk or sugar, a true Yarkundee or Andijanl will drink a considerable number. Conversation on the part of the host at the first meal is not considered polite. After a whilo the frnit is removed, any crumbs of bread which innv have fiillen are carefully placed on the tablecloth, which is taken away, beards are stroked, every ono says •Allah Akbar,'and then the host suddenly gets up and runs out- of tho tent —the reason of this being, I am told, that he is supposed to be anxious to get away without putting his guest to the trouble of getting up to bid him good bve."—Mission to Ytmkard.

NOTWITHSTANDING my efforts to prevent it," says Joel Parker, "the Democracy of New Jersey, flrota Sussex to Cape May, with one voice have again placed mo before the people for their suffrage." Now why, in Heaven's name (which Is also truth's) should ttov. Parker tell so tlat a lie to all mankind. What efforts did he make to prevent" his nomination None. He wanted to be Governor again, and he has secured the renomlnation. It is an honorable ambition to him to desire so distinguished an office, and we know of no discreditable act of his In securing his high place on the ticket. Hut he is no sooner put in nomination, than he insults the moral sense of his constituents by parading his so-called attempts to "prevent the conferring of the coveted honor on him! The heart of a politician is deceitful above •11 things and desperately wicked. And yet (not to do Mr. Parker any injustice) perhaps when he uses tho word prevent in the old English sense, namely, t* go before"—thus delicately indicating that he was before-hand In securing the nomination.—Qohien Age.

OJTR eannot but admire the pluck and intelligence with which tbe Osage Indians near Fort Smith, Arkansas, 4iave lately turned tbe tables on tbe overbearing white settler* In that re-

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on. The proud Caucasians, miming horses, naturally turn upon the aborigines as UKS Hkelr thieve*. Tbe Osagos deny tbe soft impeachment, and offer to assist in hunting for tbe lost piopertv, designating their own crfmp as toe Int place to be examined. Tb this the Caucasians demur, and insist upon taking enough animals from tbe Osage party to make good their loss. Tbe Otsages resist, take seven of tbe white men prisoners and deliver them over to the United States Marshal, charged with larceny and assaalt. This may aptly called a triumph of civilization, and it shows tbe noble red man In tbe character of a friend to law and order.—S. Y. Tribmme.

ANTIQUITY OF THE. HUMAN RACE. Charles Kiugsley. more commonly designated Canon Kingsley, was recently elected president of the Devonshire Association of Science, Literature and Art, the retiring president being Fronde, the historian. Mr. Kingsley in his inaugural address, discussed recent scientific issues in a spirit of great conciliation, referred to Mr. Darwin as an illustrious man of science, whom be could never mention without reverence and gratitude, but believed it well to withhold assent to certain modern hypotheses as to the human race. He questioned the theory that man started from a condition anything like that of a modern savage. "It seems to me," he said, "that the very antiquity of the human race, which these gentlemen assert, make their theory about savages questionable. I fully- accept the im mense antiquity of the human race. even accept as possible that the guess of a very distinguished scientific friend of minej that before all is done we may yet stumble on the remains of a Silurian man. But I say, the older man is proved to be, tbe more likely he is to have changed meanwhile. A* for the Esquimaux-like savages, whose implements of flint or bone are found in caves and river-gravels, they may have been the earliest human race which appeared, or reappeared, in Europe, when it recovered from the great catastrophe of the Glacial epoch. That, it seems to me, is all that we can say of them. As for their being the original type of man, as for our being aole to argue from their habits what were the habits of our remotest ancestors, that I must deny, as utterly as I deny it of any and every savage now existing. In tbe first place, man, hairless, feeble, and possessed of no natural weapons, must have begun his career in the tropics, probably in some part of the tropics where there were no large or dangerous beasts of prey, and 110 violent inclemencies of the weather. In a word, he must have commenced bis career, as Mr. Darwin allows, in some earthly paradise. But once being there with food and comfort ready to his hand, he would stay there as long as he could. The hunters of reindeer, bison and rhinoceros, and mammoths, on the then barren moors of France, Belgium, and England, must have confe thither against their natural inclination. The mere fact of these poor people having pushed northward is firm reason for supposing that there were even then, down south of them, strong, and, it may be, civilized races, from the face of whom they were fleeing to take refuge among the northern snows. And it is on the ground of this very possibility that I am led more and more to doubt whether we can ever know anything certainly about primeval man at all. For see: the more ancient you confess the human race to be, the more time you allow for whole peoples to have risen, become great, strong, civilized and the more time, too, for whole peoples to have fallen again, and become weak, .base, barbarous. For civilization may fall as well as rise. Those who talk of a continual progress upward in man, forget how many facts are against them. Has Greece risen or fallen in the last two thousand years? Has the whole East risen or fallen in the last thousand years? Has .Sfain risen or fallen in the last two hundred years? In America alone, have not two great civilizations, that of Mfttico and that of Per it, sunk into savsgRsv again during the last three hundred years And how many times may not the same thing have happened on the earth We have aright to ask, "Does Science teach us that savages are tbe crude material of humanity?" If so, she can only teach us by facts by proceeding from the known to the unknown. But where are her facts? Undeniably the facts show that degradation in mankind is as easy and as common as progress. You nave only to leave human beings to themselves for them to become savages, and the struggle of all wise and good men is to counteract that tendency in men to fall, and not to rise. If I am asked for my facts on my side, I answer, "Facts why, wo have hardly any facts which aro not on that side." May God-for man will not—deliver us from the facts, they are so many! Are not all the 'philanthropists in the world working day and night to prevent the facts spreading and breeding by natural laws, ana so ruining society Go into any of our great cities, and see what human beings become if left to themselves. Is not an average street Arab as very a savage as a Fuegian, and far more of a savage than an Esquimaux? That is the natural tendency of man by the laws of his nature—not to become a Shakespeare, still less a Moses—but to become a dirty, lying ruffian, like an aveVage savage, and"like alas! too many

English men, and women, and children. Civilization is not of the outer but the inner man. The old Hebrew patriarchs were—according to the records—more civilized tnon than an average Parisian. Homer's heroes, as they stand In the Iliad and Odyssey, a thousand years before the Christian era, with veiy few clothes indeed on when their armor was off, wero more civilised men than tlilHr so-called descendants of the Greek empire, a thousand years after the Christian era. Civilization, I say, is within a man, and lrom within a man and railroads no more make civilized men then billiard tables do. Tbev may use both but they might be just as civilized if the two arts of steam and billiards had never been discovered."

'THE NOBILITY OF KNOWLKIJOE.—TT was impossible to be in the colored regiments, or to be associated with any of the institutions tor their education since the war, and not notice the elevating influence of knowledge. One of the chaplains of our dark regiments had a body-servant named John Green. One morning John entered the tent to kindle the fire. His task was soon done, the chaplain still slumbering, as John supposed. And now the man began to study the lesson set for him the night before: "Thou God went me." He began to spell the fltst word: T-h-o-n. "John Green," be said to himself, "what is that? what did master say that was?" Looking and hesitating a while, be at last uttered, "Thou. John Green, you have It." Thus be spelled and pronounced through tbe sentence, stumbling considerably at the two-syllabled word, "seest," but finally deciphering tbe whole and reading it- Then, stretching himself up to his full height, he exclaimed, "John Green, you have It. You can read! John Green, you are a Man!"—LippmcotC* Magatine.

OK TBK W*05« LOT.—Not long AGO a South Boston speculator purchased a large lot of land at tbe intercession of prominent streets, and proceeded to erect a block of six houses on the wrong corner. The blunder was not discovered until tbe brick bad been piled to the third story, when tbe owner demanded a doable price for his land, and would not accept a compromise offered by the builder. Tbe bouses are coming down.

A STRANGE STOR Y.

A refugee from the wild Indians ol the plains, calling himself John Brooks, arrived last Saturday, and left tbe same night en route for Illinois. He walked across from Fort Leavenworth, and was come across in the country by a couple of young gentlemen of the Gordon family, who learned his story, and became Interested, aided him to town. Here they took steps to enable him to prosecute his journey to Illinois, where he supposed bis fanfily formely lived.

He tells a strange story. Wen he was 6 years old, as he supposes (he is now 22), his father, with the family, left Illinois to cross the plains to California. There were tour of them—father, moth1 er, sister two years old. and himself. They joined train and had arrived at a point beyond Salt Lake. Here, while the train was parked, his father went out to bring in a mule. He was fired on by the Indians and fell. His mother holding his little sister witnessed it. She ran out to her husband, followed by little John. The Indians seized the infant sister, dashing out her brains against a tree, and snatching up John turned and fled.

The Indians proved to be a band of Sioux under Red Cloud. They took him up to their village, where he was adopted and raised by Red Cloud. The Indians had six other white prisoners —five boys and one girl. By conversing with each other they preserved their knowledge of the English language.

John was badly treated until be became large enough to take care of himself. Red Cloud's boys especially delighted in beating him. So with the Indian who boasted of killing his father. He taunted John wjth the possession of his father's scalp. Little John treasured the matter up, and swore, when old enough, to revenge his father's murder on this Indian. John grew up, and was a skillful hunter. He wanted to marry the white girl, but Red Cloud desired another wife, and took her himself. Soon after, about three months ago he returned one day from a hunt, and riding by the lodge of the Indian who had killed his father, was accosted about that terrible tragedy. He dared the Indian to fight. The Indian seized his gun, and John drew his revolver. The Indian fired, but missed. John put a ball through tbe Indian's head, and then turned and fled. He had a good pony, but qnick pursuit was inado. Several times he was 011 the point of capture, but saved himself by shooting down the pony his nearest pursuer rode. In this manner, beforo the pursuit was abandoned ho shot down six ponies.

The Indian village from which he escaped, he says, wassomewhere near the head ot the Yellow Stone river. He struck for the Platte. Ho fortuuatety encountered a detachment of Federal troops coming into Fort Leavenworth. He accompanied them.

John Brooks does not know whether his mothdV was killed. But he recollects that his father c.une lrom Illinois. He is going there with an indefinite idea that somewhere in Illinois he will gain tidings of his father's or mother's family. His appearance is rather prepossessing, and very well agrees with his story.—Jefferson City (Mo.) Tim.c?.t

A SCOTCHMAN IN LONDON. A Scotchman writes to the London Speetdtor on tho "Provincial Character of Loudon," declaring that Its general mental grasp and tone are much more restricted and narrow than are those of the most ordinary coantry-town of Scotland. The intelligence of the London.shopkeeper he declares to bo along way below tho average of similar poople north of the Tweed, and cites as proof of his assertion his adventures in search of the residence of Thomas Carlyle: "Little more than a fortnight ago a friend and I set out for Chelsea, in order to see tho residence of Thomas Carlyle, or mayhap the old man himself, in a quiet way, should he chance to be enjoying his walk. A river-boat, soon brought us to that interesting but sleepy suburb of London". None of us had the slightest idea where Carlyle's residence was situated, or in what direction tho most likely locality lay. Enteringa grocer's shop, over the counter of which presided a bright-looking and showily-dressed young man of, say, twenty-five, I, as spokesman, asked if he could tell me where Carlyle stayed.

Carlyle Street, sir? No, sir, don't know it, sir.' Carlyle's house,' said, 'the residence of Thomas Carlyle.'

Don't know him sir, never heard of him, in fact but, if the gentleman's name be at all known in the neighborhood, the shoemaker next door, who delivers the parcels, will most likely know.' "I thanked my Informant, and we came away.

Wo did not 'interview' the parceldelivering shoemaker, but asked an intelligent policeman, who obligingly directed us to the proper route.

We resolved, however, to test more fully tho depth of devotioi\ to heroworship and the amount of intelligence which existed in Chelsea, so we called upon a big fish-monger within a few yards of the street where Carlyle lives. "I said: 'Could you tell me, sir, if Thomas Carlyle lives about here?'

No, sir, don't know the name, sir,' and 1mmediately adding, 'what does lie do?'

Very gravely I answered: 'lie makes books.' Makes books, does he said the man of fish, while a glare of Incipient devilry shot through his eye as he looked at his wife, seemingly to say' 'These ge'men are not fooling me, are they, missis?'

But we left him alone with his oysters. I asked other five different individuals before I met a 'fine old English gentleman,' who showed us the 'royal' residence, and expressed his surprise at the Ignorance of shopkecping Chelsea.

Now, I venture to say that in Sootland you might search days on end among tbe shopkeeplng and tradesman class of the present generation without finding five who did not know the name cf Carlyle, while many would be ready to discuss his merits as a writer or hfs claims to reverence as a man. But here, )i the space of a few minutes, were six Englishmen all in a row, all within a hundred yards of tbe bouse of tbe man whose influence, as one mind upon contemporary thought, has been, perhaps, tbe most potent ot modern times, and yet their 'hadn't tbe slightest idea' where he resided, had never even beard of his

DR. DOLLINGKB is just seventy years old, a very temperate man, and a thorough booa-worm, spending the whole day in bis library, which contains 30,- .*» volumes. S*uch men may write learned treatises, bat they make no revolution*. Luther was an idea plus a steam engine. John Brown's veins had blood enough in tbem to aarry a saw mill. Reformations do not some out of parchment, but out of hearts whose pulsations are frit across tbe world.—Golden Age*

A bridal chamber car** Is tbe latest railroad invention.

WALKER IN NICARAGUA.

The "True Story" of One of Joaquin Miller's Heroes. Some verses by the new poetical celebrity, Joaquin Miller, upon "Walker in Nicaragua, commencing "He was a brick, and brave as a bear," recall to the public notice a man, who though forgotten in the rush of stirring events which followed hard upon his tragical death, once occupied a share ot the world's attention. With an audacitv worthy the Spaniards of the sixteenth century, Walker revived the glories of Alvorado and Gil Gonziles on the same fields and set the whole of Span-ish-America ablaze with his bold filibustering. He rallied to his banner high advanced in the very "Paradise of the Indies," the most daring and chivalrous youth of the

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ed a working government, procured the connivance of leading American statesmen,and the money of capitalists, managed part of tbe Cabinet at Washington in bis interest, awakened the angry apprehension of England, then interfering in her middling pottering way with the Mosquito question, ana was finally crushed after an obstinate and gallant defense, by the comhined rower ofall Central America. William Walker was born in Nashville, Tenn., in 1824. He was a puny studious boy, and received what is called at the

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a classical education, at the University of Nashville. He roved about the world until 1853,having been a teacher, an editor, a lawyer, a physician, and then "broke out" (in California phrase) as a filibuster. The writer saw liim in 1858. A more promising hero could not be imagined. He was slight in figure only 5 feet 4 inches tall. His complexion light, pimpled and Ireckled. His mouth was wide and coarse, grayish blue eyes, 110 beard, and his hair thin and yellow. He may have been personally brave, but he made no display of it. He was not a dashing leader ana was rarely under fire. "He was cool reticent and forecasting. He had no personal magnetism, never had the affect ion of his men, though doubtless, ho had their confidence. The partial success which he did achieve, and which came near being an entire and magnificent success, was due to the popularity of the cause of which he was champion and his own belief in it. He was an active apostle of this "manifest destiny" doctrino, and his faith, constancy and boldness allured the bustling spirits of the time. Tbe underlying purpose was the extension of slavery to new and richer fields, and the aggrandizement of Southern Empire. AH such aspirations perished in the bitter struggle of our bite war, and Walker and his men died in vain their graves unknown, their gallant, deeds untold, till now, in song or story.

A LIVELY EDITOR.

Ayoung friend of ours, named Gnmbs undertook to start a paper out in Cambria county, a short time ago. He called it the Cambria Milky Way. He said in his prospectus that 'he intended to make the Milky Way lively, spicy, vigorous, fearless, and entertaining and he did. In the first number he called the editor of the rival paper "a diabolical liar, an unmitigated scoundrel, and a remorseless assassin. He alluded to the Mayor, in a cheefful paragraph, as "a corrupt magistrate, whose torments from tho remorse which festered in his soul were only surpassed by thephysical agijny which is always the punishment of the depraved and riotous debauchee." He soothed tbe feelings of the Postmaster with the remark that "the peculations ot this official Dick Turpin can be compared to nothing but the terrific robberies committed in the past by those dastardly Spanish buccaneers whom he so closely resembles In general character." He-an-nounced, under tho head ol "Social Gossip," that a certain young man had been rejected the evening before by the lady of his love, and volunteered tbe information that it was "the wisest, thing she could havo done under the

eculiar circumstances and he related upon the preceding day, ho heard another youth, named Alexander Jones remark to a friend that "if anything will make a man feel juicy about* tho heart it is to talk velvet to a palrofskyeolored eyes, by moonlight in a cloverfield." 1'he next edition of the paper was not issued at the regular time. Finally, some copies wero sent out over the town in balloon*, and they contained these editorial remarks: "Theeditor has found it impossible to go out to hunt for news items, because the mayor and tho editor of the Times, and the postmaster, and Alexander Jones, and a number of other individuals whose names we have not been able to learn, have been sitting on the curbstone add roosting around on tho back fence all tho morning with shotguns and other murderous weapons and looking as if they were in earnest. We give notice here "that wo have moved the fire-proof safe against tbe door of our sanctum, and have lined tbe stairs with spring-guns, crosseyed Irishmen and insane bull-terriers who have not been fed for a week. The

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nterfered *ith while we wield a pen or possess a bull-dog." Tho Milky Way, however died next day, Mr. Gumbs having slid down tbe waterspout and taken the early train for Kansas. These outrages against editors will have to be stopped, or William Penn will have died for his country in vain.—[Phila. Dispatch.]

HAWTHORNE AND THE SCARLET LETTER. During tho whole Winter when the Scarlet LfUrr was being written he seemed depressed and anxious. "There was a knot in his forehead all the time," Mrs. Hawthorne said, but she thought it was from some pecuniary anxiety, such as sometimes affected that llttlo household. One evening he came to her and said that he had written something which be wished to read aloud it was worth very little, but as it was finished, be might well read it. He read aloud all that evening but as the romance was left unfinished when they went to bed, not a word was then said about on either side. He always disliked, she said, to have anything criticised until the whole had been read. He read a second even in*, and the concentrated excitement had grown so great that she could scarcely bear it. At last it grew unendurable and in tbe midst of the scene near tbe end of tbe book where Arthur Diminesdale meets Hester and her child in the forest, Mrs. Hawthorne fell from her low stool upon the floor, and pressed her bands upon her ears, and said she could bear no more. Hawthorne put down tbe manuscript and looked at oer in perfect amazement. "Do yon really feel ft so much he said **then there must be something in it." He prevailed on her to rise and to bear tbe few remaining chapters of tbe romance. To thorns who knew Mrs. Hawthrne's im-

rsssible nature, this reminiscence of will havo no tinge of exaggeration, bat will appear very characteristic she had borne to tbe utmost tbe strain npon her emotions before yielding. Tbe next day, she said, tbe manuscript was

delivered to Mr. Fields, and the next morning he appeared earlyat tbe door, and on oeing admitted, caught up ber boy in bis arms saying, "You splendid little fellow, do you know what a fath-5 er you have Then he ran up stairs to Hawthorne's studv, telling her as he went, that he (and, 1 think, Mr. WhippleV had sat up all night reading it, and had come to Salem as early as possible in the morning. She did not go up stairs, but soon ber husband came down with fire in his eyes, and walked about the room, a different man. I have hesitated to print this narrative. Yet everything which illustrates the creation of a great literary work belongs to the world. How it would delight us all, if the Sbakspeare Societies were te bring to light a description like this ot the very first reading of "Macbeth" or of "Hamlet!" To me it is somewhat tbe same thing to have got so near the birtb-honr of the Scarlet Letter.—T. IF. Higginson.

[From the Hartford Oourant] CADET SMITH—A STATEMENT FROM DA VID CLARK. "Smith, the colored oadet at West Point, who since he left Hartford, has had a checkered experience, is said to be again in trouble, of a sort that will alienate much of the sympathy that has heretofore clung to him. Charges have been made against him of tyranny "toward the new colored oadet who entered the academy a few weeks since. The new appointee was placed under tbe charge of Smith, to be exercised in the manual of arms, and was also assigned quarters with him. The officers of the Academy have been compelled to reprimand Smith several times for his harsh treatment toward the new cadet." To the Editor of the Oourant

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"Since the above article appeared in your paper ot the2.itb ult., 1 have taken some pains to ascertain tho truthlulness of it. Iam now prepared to say, 011 what I deem good authority,: that it is a base fabrication. Similar reports, gotten up evidently by cadets who are opposed to the admission of colored cadets into the Military Academy nt West Point, have been circulated oxtensively throughout tho country, especially, in South Carolina I and Tennessee, States that Cadets' Smith and Napier camo from. No 0110 regrets these false reports more than' Cadot Napier, who it is alleged is tho subject of this abuse. Since his admission into the Military Academy in June last, be tind Smith have been bosom companions—not ono thing occurring to disturb their fraternal relations.

It is true Cadet Smith drills Cadet Napier, but instead of doing it in a tymimical inaner, ho (Smith) has been reported soveral tlmos by senior cadets for not giving his orders in a more commanding tone and manners. This is all tho reprimand that Smith bus received from the officers.

The source of these false reports is apparent and well understood by those who have been present at tho courtsmartial of Cadet Smith, At tho last ono I10 conducted Ills*wncase, examined his own testimony, and read such an able argument us to astonish tho court and all present.

Heentered West Point June, 1S70. since that time ho has suffered almost every abuse that could bo heaped upon him bin death. Bo it said to tho shame of officers in our army mid other in highesttauthority that this abuse comes mainly from their sons in thai institution.

I had no hand in sending Oadet Smith to West Point. I placed him In Howard University at Washington for a collegiate education. Now hols there, I'propose to stand by lilin by all the means that. God lias given mo, when hn is right, and defend him from his abusers and slanderers. He will st»y at West Point, if his life and health aro spared him, until he graduates, if it Voquires twenty-live years to do it. al-. though lie would have resigned in thirty days after bis admission bad not advised him to the contrary. I dosire to test the powers that bo, and seo if they are in favor of the Fourteenth and Fifteenth amendments in principle, us well as in name.

I havo it in mind to publish, at some future time, such facts as I possess of this whole matter, and the efforts that havo been made to got Cadet. Smith out 1 of West Point. If it strikes those in high authority as well as the small sample of a cadet from the Third Con-

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fressional District of this State, the will be theirs, not mine." DAVID CLARK.

BALLET GIRLS AND BALLOT GIRLS. Probably tho staunchest opponents of woman suffrage aro to bo found among the eommon-plactf men of the world whose view of this terrestrial sphere is that it is a good, ripe orange, especially prepared for their personal squeezing. Whatsoever things tend to the apparently highest delectation ol themselves and men liko tlfem arc the things that suit them. AH the good old ways are blessed in their estimation. Everythinng new Is annoying. These world's men cannot tind anything amiss in the doings of women of the old school of theatricals, for instance. Ballet girls, half-clothed, disporting themselves before tho foot-lights are eminently proper persons—the right women in the right place. They are within the limits of woman's sphere so long as they do not go near enough to the foot-lights to net their gauze on fire (no matter what fiery gaze they may attract). The "spectacular drama "Is with the#* worldly wise men a most unexceptionable Institution, and tbe ballet girls an indispensable part of It. Such spectacles are proper entertainments for their highly proper wives and daughters. They do no harm to individuals or to tho nation, or to any of those engaged In their setting forth.

But ballot-girls! Heavens! Such creatures would rapidly become demoralized themselves and would demoralize all with whom they ..came in contact .—Revolt'Hon. j.

TIIB DKACON'S JJKTORT.—The lititosGn was not very much behind, If the following story l»e true. Iiu small town on the Schuylkill River there was a church in which tbe singing had run down. It had been led many years byone of the Deacons, whoso voice and musical powers had been gradually foiling. One eveaing the clergyman gave out the hymn, which was in an odd measure, rather harder than usual, and the Deacon 1«1 off. Upon its oonclusicn, the uiinisier said: "Brother H. will please repeat the hvmn, ss I cannot pray after such sing-

The Deacon very composedly pitched Into another tune, and }he clergyman proceeded wi!l« bis prayer, laving finished, he took up the book to give the second hymn, when he was interrupted by the Iteacon gravely getting up, and, in a voice audible to thewfcole congregation, saying: "Will Mr. make another prayer? It would be Impossible for me to sing alter such a prayer as that."