The Syracuse Journal, Volume 3, Number 12, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 28 July 1910 — Page 6

Syracuse Journal SYRACUSE, - - IND. WHY MEN HAVE TO LABOR INlgerian Legend as to Reason the Sterner Sex Is Compelled to Work for Women. — A Nigerian legend of the origin of man s subjection to woman was re- j lated to the Royal Geographical Soci- | ety of London by Mr. P. A. Talbot, I •who has spent some time in southern : Nigeria. 'At the beginning of things, the leg I end runs, the world was peopled by woolen only. One day the earth god. ; Awbassi Nal, happened by accident tc i kill a woman. On hearing this the! i rest gathered together and prayed that, if he meant to slay them, he would bring destruction on all together rather than kill them one by one. Ajwbassi was sorry for the grief he I had caused and offered as compensa itloni to give them anything they should choose out of all his possessions. They begged him to mention what he had to give and said that they would all cry “Yes” when he named the thing they wished to have. Ajwbassi mentioned one by one all his fruits, fowls and beasts, but at each they shouted “No.” At length the list was nearly ended —only one thing remained to offer. "Will you, sthen, take man?” asked Awbassi at last. “Yes,” they roared [ In a great shout, and, catching hold of one another, danced for joy at the thought of the gift Awbassi was sending: .« Thus men became the servants ot women and have to work for them to this day. A Graceful Introduction. It was Mr. Swan’s first experience as chairman of the entertainment com mittee, with the task of introducing the lecturer of the evening, and he was, to use his own words, “a trifle flustered.” The buzz of conversation which had filled the hall ceased as Mr. Swan squaked on to the platform, and the groups of villagers dissolved and L>ank decorously on the benches. nThis, ladies and gentlemen, is the evening for our lecture on ‘How to Know the Bushes,* ” said Mr. Swan, waging his hand over his shoulder toward the visitor. “It’s now quarter before eight, and I Just asked the gentleman whb is to address you, whether we’d better let the folks enjoy themselves a few minutes longer, or whether he’d begin right off, and he thought he would. I therefore now present to You Proressor Green lore.”—Youth’s Companion. Flies Dislike Honeysuckle. For a person with perfume to sell the young woman asked an amazing question: “Are you going anywhere this summer where there will be lots of flies?" Some passerby at whom she squirted a spray of perfume had definite knowledge on the fly question, others had not. To all the young woman imparted a bit of information. “This perfume will shoo away the most pestiferous fly,” she said. “It is a delightful perfume, too. Jt is made of the essence of honeysuckles. There are a number of perfumes that do not agree with flies, but they have a particular aversion for honeysucKle. A honeysuckle shaded porch is never invaded by flies and a person with a few drops of honeysuckle on his clothes can sleep undisturbed with swarms of flies buzziing all around him.” Her "Foolest” Friend. When Mrs. Lysander John Appleton Is in trouble she sends for her foolest friend. And after she has told of her troubles and sighted holes in her straight-front corset, and soaked three or four handkerchiefs, the foolest friend makes a number of fool suggestions, not one of which is practical or of any use, after which Mrs. Appleton, having sighed and wept to the limit, cheers up. “You are so helpful,” she says to the foolest friend, and then looks around in her cupboard to give the foolest friend something to eat. —Atchison Globe. A Difficult Feat. The office boy was giving valuable hints to the newcomer, and ended with, “An’ don’t you have nothin’ to do wid Maloney.” “Wot’s de matter wid him?” was the natural query. “He's a coward, dat’s wot,” was the emphatic reply. “He sneaked up on me yisterday and kicked me in the stomach when me back was turned.” How He Did It. “How have you managed to live so long without getting a wrinkle in your face?” “Well, I don’t think I ” “Oh, that’s it, eh? I suppose one has. to be born with the ability to keep from thinking.”—Chicago RecordHerald. Admiration. “You are admiring my library?” said the collector. “Yes,” replied Mr. Cumrox. “A big library always commands my admiration and Interest. It is an evidence of the patience and skill of the American book agent” Worse Yet. “Don’t it make you feel bad to see a person go hungry?” “It makes me feel worse to see them come hungry, when I’m not prepared for them.” I

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I Cleveland. Was Calm in Defeat f :

firetended to Be Cheered by the Assurances of His Cabinet Members, But Knew That He Had Been Beaten. “Whenever I think of the way in which Cleveland heard the news of his defeat in 1888 by General Harrison, I always have to smilje.” said to me, one day, the late Daniel Lamont who was j private secretary to President Cleveland during his first term, and, later on, his secretary of war. “The night of the election,” continued Mr. Lamont, “the governor”— he always called Mr. Cleveland "governor”—“two or three members of the cabinet, one or two close friends from private life and myself gathered in the White Houfee to receive the returns. Our telegraph Instruments were in connection with the important news centers, and we were in close communication with the Democratic national committee. “We had been in the president’s room about half an hour, I should say, when there came a dispatch from New York city stating thLt one of the city’s relable newspapers had issued an extra claiming tie election of General Harrison. “ ‘That’s absurd,’ exclaimed some one. ‘lt’s too early to know even how New York city has gone. And everybody seemed satisfied. “But less than an hour later we received a confidential message from some one on the Democratic national committee, saying that it Ipoked as though Harrison had carried New York state by a strong plurality. The governor looked at pie rather queerly, we exchanged glances, and I am sure that he knew at that moment that he had been defeated. “But you should have seen Vilas, our secretary of the Interior from Wisconsin. He wasn’t a bit disconcerted by the news from New York. “ ‘Don’t let that dispatch discourage you Mr. President,’ he counseled. ‘Walt until we hear from Wisconsin. I am sure that my state will give you

Yoke of Bondage CurtisVYore- *

, How the Noted Author and Editor Assumed $60,000 Debts of Putnam's Magazine and Worked Years to Pay Them. One day in the Spring of 1890 I was 'hailed by the late Parke Godwin, who, in his time, was famous as an editor and author, and s<j>n-in-law of William Cullen Bryant “Yesterday I met George William Curtis,” he said. “He was walking up Broadway. His step was vigorous and elastic. His whole manner was suggestive of buoyant health and perfect inward satisfaction. He piqued my curiosity and I stopped him. ‘You seem to be in such superfine spirits this morning that! I am deeply interested,’ I said, laughingly. “ ‘Why shouldn’t I be in good spirits?’ replied Mr. Curtis. ‘The yoke of bondage is off my neck at last After more than thirty years, I am an absolutely free and independent man once more. I am happy, Mr. Godwin.’ And as he stood there, his face shining : with his inward joy, I recalled the whole story of that yoke of bondage. “It was in 1857 that the old Putnam’s Magazine (of which I was an editor), unable to weather the financial disturbances of that period, went under. Mr. Curtis had shared the pubI lishing responsiblity of the magazine i with a man of the name of Miller, un- : der the firm name of Miller & Curtis, i and this firm was so heavily involved that after it had been discharged i from bankruptcy there still remained j about sixty thousand dollars of its debts uncancelled. “ ‘lf I live,’ said Mr. Curtis, when he ; heard of that, ‘a d have my strength ! and my earning power, I will pay every dollar of those obligations myself.* "His friends remonstrated, telling him that the courts had absolved him from any such obligation. His reply was perfectly characteristic. ‘But there remains the highest possible obligation upon me,’ he said; ‘it is an obligation of personal honor, and I shall never feel easy for a moment until I know that every person to whom I am morally indebted has received payment in full, with interest to date of payment.* "So, on his own initiative, Mr. Curtis gave notes for the amount owing by his old firm, and then began lecturing. Up and down through the country he went year after year, delivering his lectures, and every cent of money that he made In that way went to take up, one after another, the notes that he had given. Every cent, I say, went for this purpose, for be lived on what he made as an editor. “Finally, there came the day when he wanted to pay a certain note, but he could not locate its holder, and, greatly worried, he hunted up his old partner and told him the circumstances. ‘Why,’ said Mr. Miller, ‘I wouldn’t bother about tMt; let it go.’ “ *No, I will not let it go,’ declared

a majority, and that a good many states west of the Mississippi will follow suit.’ “ ‘Well,’ said the governor. In a perfectly easy and almost unconcerned manner, ‘we will wait until we hear from Wisconsin.’ “By and by a message came from Chicago stating that the Republicans had won Wisconsin. Then up spoke Don M. Dickinson, our postmaster general from Michigan: “ ‘Mr. President,’ he said, let’s don’t give up yet. Our prospects are as good as ever. You know, we have private advices that you’ll surely carry Indiana.’ “ ‘Well,’ said the governor, in the same easy manner, ‘let’s wait and hear from Indiana.’ “Soon the national committee informed us that General Harrison had also carried his own state. The governor got up, apparently having heard

Thackeray Character in Flesh

il Original of Captain Costigan, BlearEyed and Drunken, Was Singing Ballads in a Music Hall in London. “Whenever I think of Thackeray, two incidents invariably come to my mind,” said Parke Godwin, the veteran author, journalist, editor and son-in-law of William Bryant, a year or so before his death in 1904. “When Thackeray was in this country on his second visit in 1854 and ’55 he made his headquarters while in New York city in the office of the old Putnam’s Magazine, which was discontinued in 1857. Here Thackeray would come almost every day, draw sketches with his pen upon any editorial, manuscript or newspaper that he found handy, and tell us about the studies that he had made for the novel that he was to write as a sequel of ‘Henry Esmond,’ and which was after-

Mr. Curtis. ‘I am going to find that note and pay it.’ And he did, after a diligent searching. “Thus, year after year, Mr. Curtis slowly, but gradually, lessened the amount of the thousands he had sworn to himself to pay off in their entirety with Interest. And then, one day, he found that just two more seasons of lecturing would enable him to take up the last note. It was that note that he had jhst cancelled when I met him yesterday—S3 years after the failure of his publishing firm—and do you wonder that he felt as though he had been released from prison?” A little over two years after Mr. Godwin told me this story the news was flashed throughout the country that George William Curtis, nationally famous as an essayist, editor and publicist, was dead. How peaceful those closing years of his life must have been to him—“an absolutely free and Independent man once more.” (Copyright. 1910, by E. J. Edwards.) Turned the Hose on ’Em. A serious conflict between soldiers and civilians took place recently at Scrapins, in Portugal. Lately the troops, quartered in the town, have been causing disturbances, and the other day the inhabitants, armed with various weapons, mustered in force and attacked a group, of them. The news quickly reached the barracks, and a horse of soldiers came to their comrades’ rescue. A pitched battle ensued, and at last the townspeople, forced the soldiers to take refuge in their barracks. So exasperated were the civilians that they lighted torches and threatened to set fire to the building. The soldiers were training guns upon them when the officers ordered the fire hoses to play on the besieging crowd. After being thus deluged for an hour the townspeople were forced *to retreat drenched to the skin. The officers’ stratagem is greatly commended, and there is no doubt it saved many lives. As it was, fourteen persons were injured, two of whom died in hospital. Cabbage Talk. The would-be contributor to the agricultural college paper entered the sanctum. “How’d you find my dissertation on cabbage?” he cheerfully inquired. “On the pork!” snapped the editor. “But I could boil it down?” suggested the near-journallst. “I fear our readers couldn’t digest it then,” sardonically cackled the cruel editor. —Illustrated Sunday Magazine. May or May Not Be True. The pompous woman with the four pounds of puffs Attached to her back hair walked up to the floorwalker in Higbee’s store yesterday and asked him as follows: "Will you kindly direct me to the counter where I can see some of those ‘negligent’ waists?”—Cleveland Plain Dealer.

enough, But Mr, Dickinson expostulated. “ ‘Just wait, Mr, Preßldent,* ho urged, ‘until you have heard from Michigan, You are sure to have a largo plurality tn Michigan—-there. Isn’t any doubt about it. And as Michigan goea, so will go many other western states.* “For a moment or two the governor, half Htulling and half serious, looked at Dickinson. Then he waved his hand comprehensively. ‘Oh, pshaw,’ he said, ’Pm going to bed.’ And with that be Htalked out of the room. “Dickinson, clearly puzzled, looked at me for an explanation. “ ‘Mr. Secretary,’ I said, ‘the governor knew wo were licked when we got that confidential dispatch from New York. Ho only waited to hear from other states because you and Mr. Vilas wanted him to.’ “And you never saw a more crestfallen man In your life than Mr. Dickinson was at that moment,” concluded Mr. Lamont, with a reminiscent smile. (Copyright, 1910, by E. J. Edwards.)

g i wards published serially In this country under the title of ‘The Virginians.’ “Frequently Thackeray would bound into the office, exclaiming: ‘I have just seen “Becky Sharpe” walking up your Broadway.’ i And I remember one day that when he was In the office a young man, who wore a peculiar kind of cap on his head, came in. Thack- j eray eyed him closely through his big spectacles; then, when the young man had departed, he rushed over to me. ‘That’s my “Pendennis” to an eyelash!’ he cried. “That is one incident made up of a series of little happenings; the other occurred In London, whither I spent a summer a short time before the Civil war broke out. “One evening, in company with a friend, I went to a music hall. I must say that I thought that the entertainment was somewhat dull. A great deal of whisky and water were drunk by , the audience, and there was infinite pipe smoking; I don’t think I saw a , smoked In that place. was a noise, but it was good-rfctured; and the hour was a little before midnight “At last the manager, from his platform, announced that Mr. So-and-So— I did not catch the name —would sing j some ballads. Mr. So-and-So appeared, and It at once seemed to me that his songs would have been better sung had his appearance taken place earlier in the evening. He was blear-eyed, and watery-eyed, as well, for tears, which were not due to any sorrow, trickled down his cheeks. His voice j was rather thick, and he had a rich ! brogue. “But despite the fact that he was carrying a heavy ‘load,’ which was added to after the first song, when some one In the audience passed him up a stiff drink of whisky, which he swallowed at a gulp, the man got universal applause—he seemed to be a tremendous favorite. I was wondering about this a little. In an Idle sort of way, when, suddenly, the question popped Into my brain, ‘Where have I seen the man before?’ “I tried to place him, found myself at sea, and turned to my friend. 'Who Is that man? I certainly have seen him before,’ I said. "My friend asked If I had ever been In the music hall before. ‘No,’ I said, ‘but I certainly have seen that man somewhere. Why,’ I added, ‘I have seen him in the very posture that he Is now In. Where could it have been?* “ ‘I know,’ answered my companion, laughing. ‘You have nevet seen him in real life before. But you have Seen his llkeess in a novel of which you are very fond. That man is the original of "Captain Costigan,” in Thackeray’s “Pendennis.”’ “Instantly I realized that my friend was right. That drunken, swaying man on that music hall stage, at that midnight hour, was ‘Captain Costigan’ over again, even to the arrangement of his frayed and ragged beard.” (Copyright, 1910, by E. J. Edwards.) Teach Poor to Cook. Helen Smith of Rochester has been engaged by the New York Association for Improving the Condition of the Poor to go among the poor of Syracuse and teach them the art of cooking nourishing foods at cheap cosL She did much of this work In the Rochester Italian housekeeping center, and proved so successful she has been engaged for a much more extensive task. It seems that the New York association has learned that excellent results are obtained by sending trained women among the poor to teach them economy in cooking and other details of housekeeping. Thlsl instruction not only enables them to save money and to have more health-, ful foods, but it educates them and gives them enlightenment* on many! things essential to health. Winifred; Gibbs of New York Is another woman, engaged in this work. In these days of high prices these trained women enable the poor to cut their meat bills In half and teach then| tp save money for tfes proverbial raAy day-

MB MANY CRANKS GUARDS AT WHITE HOUSE ARE ALWAYS ALERT. Prices of Tobacco Will Be Increased Because of New Internal Revenue Tax Which Falls on the Consumer. Washington.—Not far from ten per cent of the 3,000 souls confined in St. Elizabeth’s, the government hospital for insane at Anacosta, D. C., were committed to that institution because of an Insane desire to see the president. All sorts and conditions of men, women and children —for some have been the merest boys—make their way to the White House, some of them to warn the president of impending danger to himself or the country, some to reveal to him the will of heaven, some to implore his aid or protection, many to offer him groundfloor business chances which ought to make him many times a millionaire. John E. Wilkie, chief of the secret service, has two of his most trusted men stationed at the White House day and night to guard the president, and wherever the chief executive goes John E. Wilkie. these keen eyed detectives are always. on the lookout. Their work is to prevent annoyance to the president as well as to guard him from danger. Several Washington policemen are also on duty at the White House and it is hard for a person who -a to ujafald DEgjsident to reach even tbe outer offices Jof the executive’s headquarters. If Mr. Roosevelt, for Instance, is not richer than Rockefeller and the Rothschilds rolled into one, it is entirely his own fault, or, perhaps, that of the i guards who stood between him and the fortune about to be offered him by an ! inventor from Colorado, who dropped In one day for the sole purpose of letting the president in on the ground floor of a corporation which he was forming for the purpose of exploiting , a patent to utilize gravity. Gravity, not steam or electricity, was the coming power. It was to run the world —railways, mills, foundries, all the great industries were to . be revolutionized by it. Os course, he wanted the president to help him in such trifling matters as the forming of his corporation and the securing of his patents. Particularly he was to compel the commissioner of patents to Issue to him the necessary patents on his 'invention. Yet another, a New Yorker, had a novel scheme to frustrate the ice trust, in which he wanted the president’s help. He wanted the president to make congress appropriate enough money to cut the ice from around the pole, and to bring it to the United States on war vessels, for distribution in the various cities where the ice trust was operating. This, he thought, would lower the price of ice during the summer, when prohibitive prices were charged. That man was regarded as decidedly in the category of “harmless” cranks. It would not have occurred to any one that the president would have been in any serious danger if his visitor had succeeded in forcing his way into his official presence. But after being taken to St. Elizabeth’s he developed the most violent form of mania, and died within 36 hours, exhausted by his paroxysms. Indeed, the question of dealing with these people is always a difficult one. For no man on earth can tell just when a crank is harmless. Just when an unbalanced mind will forsake the grotesque for the homicidal Is a thing that even the expert alienist would hate to have to decide in advance. What seems at one moment a humorous situation, to be dealt with in a spirit of gentle cajolery, may in a moment become serious even to the verge of tragedy. The flimsiest excuse will, in nine cases out of ten, suffice to turn these would-be guests of the president from their purpose. but there are cases which in the twinkling of an eye develop from insane obstinacy into insane fury. Take, for instance, the case of a Swede, regarded by the authorities as about the most dangerous that ever came under their notice. He came to Washington in the spring of 1904, journeying most of the way from his home In Minneapolis in a freight car. He made his way to the White House end demanded an audience with the president, that he might lay before him certain facts of an alleged persecution. He was led through the basement of the White Howe to the guard room at

the east end, to wait, presumably, foi the president A cab was called front a nearby stand, and the man persuad ed to enter it The driver had his or* ders to drive to the first precinct pt> ' lice station about half a mile away Just as the cab started the Sweds drew a heavy revolver and fired point blank at the officer who had him in charge. Fortunately his aim was aS bad as his Intention. The wound he inflicted was, of Itself, slight But sub sequent developments led the doctors i to believe that it was &ated with poi- j son, and that had this particular crank I gained access to the president, Mr. Roosevelt might have shared the fate of his predecessor. An elderly woman once called at the White House to ask the president to drain the sea off Old Point Comfort for her. She told those who questioned her that she was of a prominent Virginia family and had lost large sums of money through ill-advised land speculation. She was, however, entitled to a share in an estate amounting to $600,000, but conspirators were keeping the money from her. She had learned through a medium that it was buried in the sea off Old Point. And as the president owned the sea, would he kindly remove it while she secured her fortune? Os course the overwrought suffragist has not been lacking in the White House collection of cranks. It includes several choice specimens ot her. Two of them, one from New England and one from Pennsylvania, have made demands that the chief executive surrender his job to them. Both of these were accompanied by young sons, and expected when they had got things running properly that their children and their children’s , children would succeed them in the ' position. The Pennsylvanian had her cabinet ! all selected, and was particularly viru- ■ lent In her objection to Admirals Dewey. She was going to remove him first thing for she felt sure that with a woman in his place there would be ! no need of any Hague conference to keep the United States at least from war. PRICES OF TOBACCO GOING UP. The new internal revenue tax on smoking and chewing tobacco went I into effect at midnight, June 30, the i tax being increased from six to eight ' cents per pound. Cigars, with the ex- ; ception of the small cigars weighing not more than three pounds per thousand, are not subject to the increased tax. The tax on the small cigars is increased from 54 to 75 cents per thousand. The tax on cigarettes weighing not more than three pounds per thousand In packages containing 5,8, 10, 15, : 20, 50 and 100 little cigarettes will be increased fr*jm 54 cents to 75 cents per 1,000. The tax on large cigarettes weighing not more than 3 pounds per 1,000, will he increased from 54 Cents and SI.OB to one rate of; $1.25 per 1,000. Cigarettes weighing more than 3 pounds per 1,000 must’: pay a tax of $3.60 Instead of $3. At the same time the statutory sizes of the packages of smoking tobacco are changed. A quarter of an ounce becomes the unit of weight for these packages and each package must con- I tain a multiple of this unit These changes, say dealers here, are going to affect the smokers through'I (Z4J3£lL>y X / Internal Revenue Commissioner out the country. The smokers are go ing to pay more for |heir tobaccoj and so are the chewers. The prices of cigarettes are going up, in many they Have already good i up in anticipation of the coming in crease In the tax. The American Td bacco company and a number of tht , independents have already raised theii prices. The company took these steps more than a month ago. Packages of cigarettes which formerly sold for two for a quarter will now sell ik?r 15 cents straight, it is said. The increase in the price of cigarettes a thousand ranges from 10 to 25 cents. But the cigarette smokers are not the only consumers who will be affected by any manner of means. The wholesale price of plug and smoking tobacco will be increased two cents a pound; also the consumers of smoking tobacco will le compelled to pay the same price fpr packages of tobacco weighing cle and a half ounces as they have paid in the past for packages of tobacco weighing one and twothirds ounces. The br.rden of the Increased tax will fall, it is said almost entirely upon the consumer. Commissioner of Internal Revenue Cabell said it was impossible for him to say Yow much the increased tax on tobacco would affect the consumer, if at all It all depended, he said, upon the a L loa taken by the manufacturers. He was inclined to believe .that actual increase to the consumer in the price of his tobacco would be emalL

ANCIENT HERO SLOW Not Up to Money-Making and Free Advertising Tricks. ' ) Didn’t Go on Vaudeville Stage, But His-Fame Was More Enduring Than the PresentDay Idol’s. Kansas City, Mo.—ln these utilitarian days the hero business pays heavy dividends—all of which is fine for the [ heroes but bad for that form of religion known as hero worship. Everybody who has discovered the north pole has come back and by means of lectures and books reaped a heavy harvest of pieces of eight; Jack Binns, the wireless operator who saved the passengers of the steamer Republic, had no sooner got his feet on the firm earth than he signed up with a theatrical manager and went on the stage. For this reason the heroes we are manufacturing these days are not durable. They last a few days and ; their glory fades. Our literature ants art would be pretty hard up for hero material if the ancient forerunners in the hero business had acted this way. Imagine reading anything like this in the morning Bugle of Rome after Harotioqs had pulled Ms famous stunt of holding the Main street bridge over ? — Vi sci Horatius Has Developed a Marked Dramatic TalenL the Tiber while his companions ••• the piles beneath It. "The Homeric Amusement company I announced that it had secured the service of Horatius Codes, the infantry captain who will be remarobwei by the populi as having hel4 lb® bridge across the Tiber a few weeks ; ago. Mr. Codes will be the headfiner on an all-star vaudeville bill that >*• begin at the Circus Maximus on the ! ides of this month, with a spe«ia> ■ matinee for slaves and freednfen. Local Thespians declare that Horafkw has developed a marked dramatie taif ent and that he is especially good «» the comedy stuff, with which hi® initial sketch is replete. The akii ! called 'The Virs on the Pontus’ and i includes some laugable situations. In ; one of these Horatius fights Spurhm Lartuas, who represents the enemy, ! with a newly-invented slap sti£k. Lartius is knocked to the stage, landing with a loud ‘Boomp!’ furnished jby the bass drum. The two then loch arms and sing the popular new song “When the Spooney Moon Is Shjning O’er the Tiber.’ Mr. Horatius has .secured a leave of absence from the : army for the rest of the season.” Or this little press dispatch from Madrid in the early days: “Madrid, May 1, 1493. —Christopher Columbus of 3483 Granada avenue de- ■ livered his first lecture last night at the Spanish Bull Fighting association’s arena, in South Madrid. Their Royal Highnesses Ferdinand and Isabella were not able to attend, as planned, on account of one of the young princes having eaten too many green dates the day before and requiring the attendance of the royal M. D.’s all night. ; Otherwise the event was a distinct ! success. Only standing room could be secured after 7:30 o’clock. Mr. ; Columbus was a little hoarse, but his 1 delivery was earnest and, with tbe j aid of his maps, it was evident that ! he convinced even those anvil artists who have been averring that he did not discover any new continent at all, but has been in Genoa all this time working in his father’s wool warehouse.” “Geneva, Sept. 6, a-good-long-time-ago.—The perfomance of William Tell of bow, arrow and apple fame, made a decided hit last night, with an audience that crowded the Grand opera house to its capacity. Mr. Tell’s was a ‘silent’ act, and came between the Imperial Swiss bell ringers and the Gordon brothers, acrobats. Mr. Tell was assisted by his ten-year-old Son, Jimmy Tell, on whose head the apple was placed at the order of the Rt. Hon. Gov. Gessler. The young ma* dlsiflayod a nerve worthy of his eoolheaded sire. Not only did Mr. Tel) shoot repeated apples from the boy’s scalp across the 30-foot stage, but h® shot ’em with his eyes shut, lying on his back and pulling his bow with bis feet, and from other novel positions. After this the boy threw apples into the air and Mr. Toil spiked them with unerring arrows, without missing one. The young man then retaliated by Shooting »apples from his father’s head and doing about everything that' the old man's act was guilty oL . o ♦