Terre Haute Weekly Gazette, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 30 August 1877 — Page 4

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THURSDAY. AUGUST 23, 1877.

IN London, England, the price of gas is limited by law to $I.IO per thousand cubic feet, and coal is costlier there than here.

A HULL lias been issued by Pope Pius giving directions as to the manner in which his successor shall be selected after his death, Cardinal Camerlingi is empowered in it to summon the conclave.

AT the Geneva Convention it was agreed that the ambulances and hospitals of belligerents on the field of battle should be entitled to all the respect and consideration due to neutral persons and places. Any voluntary acts against them were to be considered violations of neutrality. Turkey was represented in the Geneva Convention and is bound by this provision of the agreement.

NOTHING can be more beautiful than the spectacle of Turkey protesting against the cruelty of the Russians. Miserable scoundrels that they are, they murdered and outraged defenseless christians in cold blood, in a time ol profound peace and without any shadow of excuse. Other people may complain against the Russains for barbarity, but of all nations Turkey is stopped from entering such plea for the consideration of mankind.

TF.RRE 11 AI TK'S reorganized base bal club is a credit to her. As yet the members have not learned how to play together to the best advantage, but this is a matter which a few practice games will remedy. St. Louis, of course was rather too formidable an antagonist to "tackle" at the very start. W^at we ought to do is to get practice by "chawing up,'' such small fry as the Indianapolis and Evansville clubs, with Marshall and Logansport and Lafayette for luncheon. Then we may be able to do something with the St. Louis Browns.

JUSTICE Field,ot the Supreme Court of the United States, is now in California. He has, been interviewed in regard to an allegation that Justice Bradley—old 8 to 7 Joe—had read to him and Clifford his opinion 011 the right of the Electoral Commission to go behind the count of the Returning Boards, and that while his premises were the same as those in the opinion he delivered during the session of the Commission, his conclusions were di rectly the reverse of what they were on that occasion, Justice Field was at pains to say that Bradley read to them no such opinion, but with so much and so peculiar emphasis on the word "read" that the reporter was convinced that the Judge was availing himsell of a verbal quibble to escape censoring his colleague.

A suggestion by the reporter that the word read" was intended to mislead the public, onlv elicited from the Judge a repetition, with peculiar accent and stress,of the same word "lead,"

Now that the subject has been raised( it might not be inappropriate for the matter to be probed to the bottom. If Brad ley, using the same premises, devised different concessions at two different times, it would be a thing the people would like to know. And it would serve still further to heighten that everlasting, if dubious regard, which they entertain for a judge who was more of a partisan than the politicians.

CONSOLIDATING THE EXPRESS OFFICES. Some time ago *he Journal announced that the American and United States express companies weie about to consolidate their offices at competing points, and that the work of adjustment had begun. It is now so far progressed that on the 1st of September the changes will take effect. The movement is not a consolidation of the business at all, but simply of thr local offices at points where the two companies now have agents, as a measure of economy. All such points in the State are affected save Indianapolis and Ft. Wayne. In this city the business requires the maintenance of separate agencies and in Ft. Wayne the Adams and American companies have for years been represented by a single agent. To add the business of the third company would be too great a burden. The following are the names of the places at which the consolidation will be made: Lafayette, Loganspoit, Kokomo, Michigan City, Hartford City, Reynolds, South Bend, Anderson, Muncie, Rush*i!le, C»nnersville, Crawfordsville, Frankfort, El wood and Templeton. The plan agreed upon by ie companies is for the office doing the" larger business to be maintained, and under the working of this the United States agents will be retained at Hartford City, Reynolds, South Bend, Anderson, Rushville, Connereville and El wood, •he American agents at the

other places. The services of about fifty men will be dispensed with under this arrangement in this State.—Ind ps Journal.

In the above iten which we take from the local columns of our Indianapolis contemporary, is food for reflection, and matter wherewith to point a meral and adorn a' tale. Of course there are twr points of view from which, the subject mav be looked at.

Our communistic friends, who view everything through the murky atmosphere of their own bilious and dyspeptic condition at once see that capital is consolidating, and that fifty poor men are thrown out of employment, and then they lift up their voices or cry out against hard times, and denounce specie pay ment6 and scream and yell for more greenbacks to grease the machinery of oui goyernmental affairs. But we need not tell what people with a disposition to blame Providence and Government say concerning evils they have brought on themselves. Few people find it their hearts to blame themselves, and they who blunder most, boast most and are the loudest in their denunciation

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others. But there is another stand po.int from which it may be regarded with a satisfaction not unmixed with hopefulness for the future. Fifty men have lost employment and for a time the change will be detrimental to them personally. But after a while they will get into some other business where their services will be more needed and where their remit neration will be better, if they render more valuable services than they did in their old places. And as for the world at large it cannot help but be b«tter, for the same volume of business is transacted as before and with fifty less men employed Instead of two sets of offices with two sets of men, requiring all the time of both sets, but furnishing scant employment to them, and paying low wages and rendering r.o profit to the companies, are to have one set, more and steadier work for them, better wages and some profit to the companies. In a word, Jvhat fifty men got before of work and wages is to be given to the fewer persons employed, with a division oi profits to the general public in the way of a reduction of rates. It is the same advantage to the community at large as the discovery of a method of makin two blades of grass grow where one grew before, would be.

After a while perhaps it will be found that more extensive consolidations can take place, and, if these blessed hard times which are teaching us business ense will only last a year or two longer, perhaps we shall learn how to dispense altogether with the paraphernalia of fast freight lines and express companies. Then the railroad men proper will do all the work, get more work, work more steadily and be better paid.

And this slow but sure revolution that is going on in the railroad and express business is at work throughout the whole business world. Figure heads are being dispensed with Sinecures are being abolished. Soft places are being made harder that hard places may be made softer. Leveling down 8nd leveling up is the order of the day. Ornamental po 6itions are diminished that useful and productive employment may be magnified and multiplied. Everything is becoming cheaper, beGause more things of value are being produced.

Some of these fifty men whose loss of positions in town have furnished us with our text, will find their way to the country and there produce something instead of being only-half-way-employed-and-that-in-needIes»-positions consumers of the worlds stock of produce. In this way the tide of travel from the country to the town, which has built up the latter to the impoverishment alike of itself and the country, will have been turned in the opposite and the healthier direction, There will be fewer stores and those which /emain will do more busi ness and do it cheaper by doing it more extensively. There will he fewer and better newspapers, fewer and betler banks, fewer and better establishments of all the kinds which go to make up the complex and multiplied businesses of a town. Weak institutions will wither and die and the soil where they drew a scant subsistence will be all the richer for their demise. and the world, making more and consuming less, will grow the richer by the operation. And this is the lesson of the hard times, which, if they continue much longer, will have taught us as a people* those points of frugality and industry which the so called flush times of and after the war made us forget. Much remains to be learned yet, but much has been learned already, and, we dare affirm the country is in a vastly better condition to-day than it was before the panic of 1873. because it was then running behind every dav and it is now getting ahead.

Mary Mapes Dodge, editor of the St. Nicholas, is a handsome brunette, below the medium size, and quite stout, the embodiment of vivacity and merriment. She is a vertable humorist, seeing everything at a droll angle, and telling stories that keep her hearers in a gale of laughter. So rarely is she serious that strangers have no conception of her depth ot feeling and strength of character. She has two boys arrived at a man'6 estate, and as they are taller than their mother no one who did not know would suppose that they belonged to her. She was married very young, and is now but little over forty.

Mr. Charles Modisett of Lerov, N. Y., is visiting Mrs. Chauncey Warren

SAD TALE OF A LETTER.

"Arthur!" "Well, Caroline?" "Do you remember what day this is?" "Yes." "And it brings—what?" "Memories that, are a curse to me, Caroline. It is the anniversary ot a day' on which I led to the altar one whom I hoped would give me a life-lease of happiness in her sweet society I was strong and hopeful she was young and confiding. I was earnest and truthful she was—" "Stay, Arthur. Bethink you what is on vour lips, and think even more than twice ere you speak once for this interview, and this conversation, so long post poned, and pat off, and hoped for, yet dreaded, is the pivot on which turns our future. When it ends, one of two things must be chosen. As it ends depends our mutual happiness." "Caroline, what do you mean?" "Simply what I say. Between the husband and wife there should arise no bar or distrust. Perlect confidence in each other's fidelity, perfect sincerity, perfect love, must flow from marriage, or it is a union i.ot registered in heaven, and when it is not, the sooner it is dissolved the better." "Your thoughts are in the same channel as my own, Caroline, we must part. Are you willing?" "Will you answer me one question, Arthur olburn?" "What is it?" "Will you answer it." "That will depend upon what it is. Think you a man will blindtold himself as he enters a new country? As one who does is he who pledges himself to answer a question before it is put to him?' "Put your hand upon your heart if you dare, and answer me this question. Do you fully credit the insinuations contained in the anonymous letter you received yesterday If not,or if you doubt their truth, a separation may be avoided. But, if you do—and, as before God. I assert them to be false—then, Arthur Colburn, tlu- time for us to part has come!"

Mrs. Colburn pans. d. Full five minutes elapsed before a response came. During that period the husband paced the chamber restlessly. Then— "1 do not doubt their truth! Have I not been a witness to the familiar IV endship growing up between you and this jackanapes, Christie More? Have I not seen him your attendant at places ot amusement, upon promenade, and to social parties? Answer me, Caroline!" "I will answer you. You have never seen me with him alone. As the cavalier of your cousin, Kate Clifford, he is often in her company and. as she sel dom appears abroad without me, as a necessity. 1 am thrown into his society. Did my husband spend fewer of his evenings at the club, and devote more attention to his wife, he would have no reason to complain "Woman's sphere is within the home circle. When out of it, she unsexes herself, and brings discredit upon those with whom she is allied. The flimsy excuse you give to account tor your appearance abroad with Christie More is not calculated to deceive me. I beg your pardon, but I do not believe you!"

There was a pause here. A flush of indignation mantled the face of the injured wife. To be told that she had ut tered an untruth was sufficient to cause the crimson tide of shame and anger to mount to her forehead. But to have the assertion come from one who was her husband added a weight to the blow, which sent the blood back through her veins, and left a marble pallor in its place. At first she had arisen and talked while facing Mr. Colburn but as the conversation continued, her strength gradually gave way. and finally, when so shamefully insulted, and in such an unmanly manner, she fell fainting to the floor, uttering, as she fell, a low and mournful cry.

It was a wail from the depths ©f a bruised and crushed, yet innocent heart! When the rumor went through the villiage that Arthur Colburn, the rich merchant from the city, had wooed and won, and was about to wed Carrie Miller, surprise was expressed at her choice. Not that he was not sufficiently wealthy on the contrary, in a pecuniary point of view, the match, to her, was highly advantageous. Her father was a man wellto do in the world one who owned the farm on which he resided,and which was one equalled by none in the vicinity. By admirable management he had saved up a snug little sum, with which to dowry his daughters when the time came for them to leave the r«of beneath which they were born, their child-hood h-id passed, and now their maiden-hood was rapidly developing Stern and rigid farmer Miller was, but no less honesthearted and sincere than stern. There were many round about who blessed him in their prayers night atter night because of deeds only heralded by the angel* above, for he was ore of those kind who let not even his right hand know what his left hand did.

This, then, was not the reason why the village folks wondered at the approaching bridal of Carrie Miller and Arthur Colburn.

Neither was it because he, in age, well nigh matched her father. This, to some, might have proved a source of wonder. But in our village, an.l in this case, it did not. What, then, is the reason?

There had come, from the great city, rumors of one who had so far fofgotttn nis duty as a son as to cast off his mother because she was firm enough to rebuke him for his miserly principals and his unrighteous views of business. The story floated about that she had lifted up her hands and said: "He who liveth by ill-gotton gains, and by defrauding the widow and fatherless of their rights, and by grinding down the poor pittance they owed, will urely have his reward." And when she so had spoken, he took her roughly by the arm, and bade her go her way and never appear in his presence.

Aye, but what has this to do with our story? True, but when this rumor is coupled with the name of Arthur Colburn, it has much to do with it.

It was only a rumor but to look at the stern, scowling features of Mr. Colburn, would be to think if there lived one on this broad and beautiful earth base enough to do such a deed he was the man.

And with those who knew and loved the gentle carrie Miller there was a fear that the union would not be a happy one. But with the great majority of the villagers the wealth of suitor so completely 1

dazzled their eyes and closed their ears that they could see nor hear nothing derogratory to the character of the merchant.

So Carrie Miller became the bride of Arthur Colburn. She loved him with all the sincerity of a true woman, despite the repulsive exterior and the rumors which must have reached her ears. But love is blind of a truth to the faults ot its votaries.

Away to the great city she went, to preside over the stately mansion and luxurious appurtenances of the merchant From tne fresh air of the country tj the tainted atmosphere of the town from the pure sky and green fields and the singing birds to the brick and moriar pavements of the city.

She moved in high circles, and was acknowledged a star in the horizon of fashion. Her popularity spread, and her name was on tne .ngues of the butterflies that flit to and fro in the sunshine of society. And Arthur Colburn went back to his counting house and became engrossed in his business. He had married solely for the sake of having a mistress in his "mansion that object attained, he. was satisfied. Oi love he knew nothing Ot affection, he had heard it toid in sio" ry-books, but tohitn it had no interest' for it was never quoted 011 'Change.

Do you wonder that, thus situated, the tongue of scandal at last reached Caroline Colburn? False the rumors were but still they drifted to and fro, sinking not as they should have done, to tlie depths ol oblivion, but wafted by the gales ol envy and maiice until they readied the haven of her happiness, and then the peace of the innocent wile was destroy ed.

Her husband devoted no time to trace the slanders to their souice but accept ing them as truths, he proceeded to act upon then in the spirit of one who could turn his mother out of doors, he attacked his wife, and chaiged her with crimes from which her pure heart shrunk with horror with acts from which she recoiled as she would from the sting of a viper.

So came the conversation we have given at the commencement of our story Tnree years had only passed between the bridal and the estrangement, and three months atter there was an entire, lawful separation between Arthur Colburn and Caroline, his wite.

Not because she had ceased to love him. but she shrank from opposing him in his course the notoriety attendant upon it would have proved too baneiul for her sensitive nature, and so she yielded to the current she could not control, nd djemn divorced. Bat, stra i.*e as it ay iiJ -.a.: s.ill u/jd li 11, 1. .1 e. -'i 1 11 .1 ny, 1 11 1'

Taroline returned to her father's house she was welcomed cordially by all her former friends. There was 110 change in their teelings toward her. They saw she had suffered and was schooling herself to be strong and they placed no stumbling block in the way her stern duty.

So passed on the months. Mr. Colburn in the city, busy with his merchandise, and Caroline in the country, bus. with hea memories. He at his daily routine ®f business, and she at her household duties in the home of her childhood.

So passed the months. But at last the voice of an accusing conscience awoke in the bosom of Mr. Colburn. Slowly, but surely he was brought to feel that he had been unmanly, unjust. The conviction was forced upon him that his suspicions had been unfounded, and that his wife was innocent of any breach of witely faith, or trust, or honor.

It was hard for the unyielding mer chant to torget his character in the man. It was hard for him to stoop from the pinnacle of his self esteem and humble himself betore the one he had spurned. But the secret sting of conscience fulfilled its mission Thus it happened that one day there came to Caroline a letter from the city, which she read with mingled feelings of surprise and pleasure. It was as follows: "MY INJURED WIFE—I believe that I have wronged you, I am ready to atone for my fault. B^ the articles of separation either of us is free to marry again but the knowledge that I have done you injustice, leads me to offer a renewal ot my vows. Will you comeback tome? The home you have left has been desolate since the hour you crossed its threshold. Can you forgive me for the wrong I hare done you? It so, write to me the glad news, and I will come to you. If you cherish animosity against me, remain silent, and the silence will be interpreted as a sign that we are irrevocably sundered. But this I do not fear. At least I hope that it is not so. If this is to be an swered, let it be soon. ours, "1

ARTHUR COLBURN."

So the truth that was crushed rose again, and the error, wounded by its own poisoned tangs, died. And hope and happiness sprang up phaniix-likc in the heart ot Caroline Colburn.

Father Miller read the letter and shook his head. His daughter asked his advice but when he couselled silence and scorn she said: "Father, if he has erred, 'to err is human if he has suffered, so have I. It he regrets the nast, remember that 1 still love him, and my duty joins hand with my love in bidding me return 10 his aide!" "And will vou go?" "Yes!" "Well, daughter, as you will. 1'he doors of your father's house will never be closed against you. But remember that your husband's were, once, and they may be again." "And if so?" "Then return to us to go back to him no more." "I accept the conditions."

Two days afterward the neichant's u»ual package of letters should have contained one addressed in the delicate handwriting of a lady. But it did not!

Caroline's answer ran in this wise ''Come to me and I will return with you to our home, in which I trust the angel of repose and happiness will enter with us, never to leave it. I still love you with all the affection my womauly nature is capable of, else this would not be sent to you. Signed by your own

CAROLIN'E."

Placed in the charge of a boy accustomed to do errands about the village, ond who chanced to be at the farm that morning, Caroline went about her usual talk with alight and hopeful heart. But the boj, attracted by the stamp on the envelope, managed to take off, and then dropped the letter in the Po6t Offi«:t£ As a consequence, under the law requiring pre payment, the letter remained unforwarded. So the merchant waited the expected letter. The davs passed on until a week went by, and ht said, "She is

silent," and interpreted the silence into a 1 efusal. And Caroline waited his coming, all vainly, wondering meanwhile at his dellav. But as time passed on, the conviction was forced upon her that he had but done it to try her faith and (but she could scarcely believe this) to wound her feelings

All this .vhile the letter, the secret link which, if discovered, would have bound them together, lay idly in an obscure corner of the Post Office. And at the end of a quarter it took its wav to the dead-letter office at Washington. But are that time there transpired two events, the immediate result of the youths dishonesty and the unjust law rendering compulsorv the prepayment of a letter ere it is forwarded to its destination.

One was the marriage ol Arthur Colburn to a city belle of brilliant fashionable abilities and charms. Construing the silence of Coroline into a rejection of his offer, partly for the cause that brought about his first marriage. Mr. Colburn offered his hand to one who had long aspired to the dignity of presiding* over his household, and was accepted. An early day was named for the bridal. It came off with fashionable eclat and duly announced in the journals of the day, was heralded abroad.

The news came to our village and to the ears of Caroline, who, on its announcement, fell on the floor in a fit Medical aid was summoned instantly, and all that wealth, and skill, and affec tion could proct're or suggest, was done alas all in vain. The next day Caroline died.

The story is all told. There are some who will say she was murdered by an unjust Postoffice law. Perhaps thev are right.

SELECTED SHARPS.

The Sultan's wives have invented new *ty le of gambling. The 'gallus 300 crowd up to the windows 011 wash days, and, looking at the 4,200 striped stockings on the lines, make bets that they can pick out their own.

Mrs. Crapo, who crossed the ocean in a dory with her husband, is very pious. She declares that they would have been drowned in a storm had not God interposed, in answer to her prayer, and brought about a calm.

btriped stockings are going out of style and the Sunday school picnic will no more be electiifiad by a brilliant display of the northern lights every time a girl falls out of the swing.—Hawk-Eye.

"How to Roast a Spring Lamb" is the heading of an article in the last Country Gentleman. So far, so good but please give us something under the head "How to Get Hold of Some Mutton.

A Cincinnati liquor applied to a customer for a letter of recommendation of a certain tjrand of whiskey he had recently sold him. The customer wrote: "1 have tried all sort6 of insect poison, and find none equal to your old cabinet whiskey."

Doctor, my daughter seems to be going blind and she's just getting ruady tor her wedding, too O, dear me, what i» to be done "Let her go right on with the wedding, madam, by all means. If anything can open her eyes, marriage will."

A soon as you reach the grounds, pick out a desirable companion and stroll off by yourselves. Some one will set the tables, and do the necessary lugging. There is a providence which looks after this especially.—Danbury News' advice to picnickers.

He was a young Milwaukee man, wandering in a rural distric of Wisconsin in company with a young lady from the Lakeside Hotel, when he said, "These are pretty trees, tall and slender and unique, in the soft golden atmosphere, as we meander down the slopes." "Yes," said she, "these are very nice moonlight hops." Her pa afterwards sen* her to Saratoga.—N. Y. Herald

A woodman in Austin, Nev has named his team of eight oxen after lead ing citizens of the place. Every day he is heard shouting to them like this, ex cept that he also uses prolanity: "Gee, there, John Lyons whoa, Dr. Sheridan, you blamed lazy beast haw, there, Col. Price, or I'll break every bone in your darned lazy body git up, Jack Squires Then he whacks the minister with the butt of the whip, and throws a stone at the bank president.

Frederick Sturdy, a widower and not young, residing in Guelph, Ont. courted Mary Anne Carr, aged seventeen, and daughter of a Sheriff She repulsed him but, instead of giving up the suit, he adopted a novel kind of courtship. His son and daughter aided him. Thev abducted Mary Ann, took her to a village thirty miles distant, shut her in a room, fed her sparingly, threatened her wish violence, and in a week so cowed her that she consented to become a bride, a clergyman performing the ceremony. But on the first opportunity she escaped.

As nothing astonishes men so mucli as common sense and plain dealing, so nothing is more rare in a man than an act of his own. Any work looks wonderful to him except t.iat which he can do. We do not believe cur own thought we must quote somebody we dote on the old and distant we are tickled by great names we quote their opinions we cite their laws.

The drinking saloons of Sacramento have odd names, and a knowledge of that.fact renders intelligible the following report of a police officer to his Captain: "I looked in at the Hole in the Wall, but she wasn't there: heard she had been in Noah's Ark, but.had lit out then I prospected the Iron Jaw and the Woodpecker's Nest, but didn't have any better luck. A fellow in the Calf Pen was sure he heard her singing as he went by the Frog Pond, but when I went there it was ail a mistake. Just as I had about

given it up as a bad job, I dropped into

GAZETTELETTES.

It rains just as easy as kiss hands.

Hair-dye is the best thing you can use to bring on paralysis.

Song of the bed bug: "Come where my love lies dreau.ing."

Fashion, taste and stvfe are the elements of a successful toilet.

It takes all Secretary Evarts' salary to pay his house rent.

A Bloomfield boy prayed, "Give us this day our homemade bread."

The funeral ot the average Newport cat costs $10, besides the expense of mouring garments for its mistress.

Not even a Chicago girl's foot is as large as a plumber's bill.—Oil Citv Call.

The Pope loves music, and is sung to sleep bv the Vatican choir boys.

A famous New York beauty is in an insane asylum for using face enamel.

Philadelphia Bulletin:—"Fog belles is what they call the belles of Newport this season.

A Worcester girl kissed a baby so hard she took its breath it didr.'t rally for two hours.

He who will not reason is a bigot he who can not is a fool and he who dares not is a slave.

Don't yell as though you desired the whole town to hear your lamentable efforts to sing those hymns.

Mario, who "could charm with a tenor note the souls in Purgatory," is director of a museum in Rome.

Rochester Democrat:—"Great contest after two months of married life—Which shall be Speaker of the House."

A mosquito can not fly as high as an eagle but he can bully all the Christian graces out of a man a great deal quicker.

The song of the mosquito: "And must this body die." Yes, by thunder, and slap goes the towel against the wall.

You must work your monogram in the center of your window shades. Then everybody will know what a fool you are.

Why is a young lady who has just left boarding school like a building committee? Because she is reauy to recive proposals.

'Tis not always the men that have front seats in the synagogues that car be depended upon to settle a very small business account.

When a boy does something funny and you laugh at it, he will invariably keep doing it twenty or thirty times more till you have to knock him down with something.

The bedchambers of a certain seaside resort are said to have this placard: "Snoring must be done in the minor notes and onlv at rare intervals, or not at all."

Rose Eytinge has been impersonating Lady Macbeth in Salt Lake City, it is hoped to the effective instruction in spirit of the wives of polygamous Mormondom.

A sermon in Barbados recently concluded thus: "My obstinacious brethern, I find it no more ure to preach to you dan it is for a grasshopper to wear knee-breeches."

He was very near sighted, and when a fly lit on or.e lens of his spectacles he raised his hat politely thinking that a verv fashionably dressed lady was ap proaching on the sidewalk.

No fine city horse# are held up with the cruel check-rein as once. The man who checks up his horse with a stiff check rain should be gagged five or six hours to learn how it feels.

When Gen. Howard kills an Indian he halt9 the entire command and holds religious services over the remains of the extinct red. He has not had occasion to hold service for some weeks.

A Kentuckian who found a dark-eyed girl at the Pittsburg races proposed two hours after the introduction, and in three hours more they were married. Now they have got a life-time to repent it in.

A lecturer inquires: "What shall we do with our girls?" That conundrum is easy. Give them three square meals a day teach them to help their mothers and at last they may become really helpmeets for husbands.

When an actress wants to get hundreds of dollars worth ot advertising, she putchases a dog or a horse, gives the animal some outlandish name, centers the major part of her affections on the beast, and is thrown into a dangerous illness when her pet is slightly indisposed.

A reporter of the San Francisco Mail bored into the secrets of the Taxpayers' Association with a two inch auger through the ceiling of the room in which a'meeting was being held. His presence was betrayed, however, by the dropping of large pieces of plaster on the pate of an orator and consternation ended the proceedings."

One of the pretty fancies of French people i9 to make colors the expression of sentiment. They hold that violet is analogous to friendship, blue to love, as suggested by blue eyes and azure sky. A bunch of violets would therefore tell a lady's suitor that friendship is all that h« has a right to expect. Yellow is paternity or maternity it is the yellow ray of the spectrum which causes the germ to •hoot. Red,figures ambition indigo, the spirit of rivalry green, the iove ot change, fickleness black, favoritism white, unity, universality. In addition to the seven primitive colors, gray indicates power brown, prudery pink, mod-(semi-white), feeble

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silver gray

Blue Blazes, and there she was/ jlove lilac (semi-vioitt,) feeble friendIt is a remarkable and, in some

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and the charm of manner, rather than a lovely complexion and fine eyes, which exercise the most potent spell upon young France. This helps to explain how Ninon do l'Enclos fascinated the grandson of her first adorer and another illustration is afforded by the case of M. de la Roche and the widow Gras, which has been of late the theme of all Paris. She was eighteen years older than her lover, 1 '4*

'ship pale pink, false shame.

pects creditable peculiarity in French-! men, that although English and Ameri-} ANOTHER feather in Haute can men are in the habit of regarding! cap. Mr. James Grew ftl. D. well them as a peculiarly sensual race, they' known to all our towns people, ra juate(j from the medical school in days ago, received

Physician and Sur

geon'' *to the city hospital of that city, for the ensuingyear. This is a good position and shows he high standing of our Doctor.

"But this is against the decision of the Supreme Court," expostulated a lawyer in the disposition of a case before a Galveston magistrate. "Well, I don't care if it is," replied the Justice, "then I overI rule that decision!"