Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 1, Number 48, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 27 May 1871 — Page 6

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MY SHIP.

MY KLOKENCK I'KKCY.

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W' Down to the wharves, the son koch down,

And daylight's tumult and dust and din Are dvlDK nwuy In the busy town, I go"to sec if my ship comes In.

I gaze fur over the quiet sea, itosv with sunset, like mellow wine, Where ship*, like lilies, He tranquilly,

Many and fair,—but I sec not initio.

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I question the sailors every night who over the bulwarks i«1'v l»»nn, Noting the sail* an they come in Might,— "Have you seen my beautiful ship come in?"

Whence does «he come?" they a^k of me '•Who is her master, and-whut her name?" And they nrnile upon ine pityi .«!y

When my answer Ik ever and ever the same.

O, mine was a vowel of strength and truth, Her wiil« were white a* a young lambs flfMTf*, She fulled longHlnce from the port of Youth—

Jler muster was Love and her name wiu» Peace.

And like all beloved and beauteous things, She fadel In distance and doubt away,— With only a tremble of snowy wings .She floated, swan-like, iuIowii the boy.

Carrying with her a precious freight,— All I had gathered by years of pain: A tempting prize to the pirate, Kate,—

And still I watch fwr her back again

Watch from the earliest, morning light. Till the pale stars grieve oVr the dying day, To eateh the gleam of her canvas white

Among the islands which gem the Imy.

JBut fchn coines not yet,—she will never come To gladden my eyes and spirit more And uiy heart grows hopeless anil faint unu dii in I),

As I wait and wait on the lonesome shore.

Knowing that tempest and time and storm Have wrecked and shattered my beauteous bark "Ilrink

sen-weeds

cover her waiting form.

And her sails are tattered and stained and dark.

liut the tide comes up, and down, And the daylight follows

the tide goes

the night's

Ami snil'wlththe sailors tanned and brown, I walton the wharvesand watch the ships.

And still with a patience that is not hope, For vain and empty It long hath been, I sit on the rough shore's rocky slope.

And watch to see

If my

ship comes in.

Hrfr the Saturday Kvening Mall.]

A Morning Ridev

HY .(INyON JOHNSON.

Having occasion to pass over the Ter-~To-lIauto A* Indianapolis Itailroad the other day, I so far conjured my antipathy t" early rising, as to get to the depot in time for the 7 A. M. train and I derived so much enjoyment from that heroic achievement, that I here record inv experience for lie bone fit of any who entertain similar prejudices in favor of morning naps, and late breakfists.

The train in quVstioft is "made up" .here, and is, consequently, clean and fresh. As you enter the car, your nostrils are not otTcndod by that sickoning -conglomeration o( stale smells, that greet you on the "through train," nor your passage tip tho aisle impeded by -•.filthy pools of tobacco juice, or soiled w(Militants of "lunch" and "refreshments." Your fellow passengers have a bright, cheerful look, that is absolutely refreshing, and which indicates undisturbed slumber lust, nijjht. and •cu'oful and satisfactory toilet, and comfortable breakfast this morning and present a marked contrast to tho unhappv victims of tho other train hag' •gird from a night of sleepless jolting, disguised and disfigured with the giiino nnd dust of a hundred miles of travel, mid, however lovely under other eir•cumstanees, surly and sour looking jiow, from pure wretchedness.

The train at this hour is not crowded, ,nnd you may generally secure a whole vftent, and 11 to benefit and •oulvol ol a window, to yourself. "All aboard!" the bell rings, and you glid.- out of the depot, across the pralrio, and into the woods before you have sufficiently recovered from tho first measure of enjoy(inent, to withvaw vonr head from tho windows from which you had leaned to speak a last, word to tiio lriend \\lu. line lo see you off.

At lirst, your ohjbymont of the'frch pure air, the delicious JriWnnessof forrjst and mo.idow, the exhilariting tato at wlueh you aVe rushing along is too keen to permit of your taking any particular notice of I he scenes through which you are passing but soon you "begin to observe the boundaries that jua'rk farms, an.l fields, lo separate and '".define the niKures that are unfolded .before you in swill and bewildering

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succession,

and feast with pure delight

on the freshness and Iwviuty of all thlr.us outside. I enjoyed tho view I from the window more than I shall un^ertaK.i to tell here, but turned at last to take a look at my fellow passengers.

In the seat directly behind the one I occupied, snt a stout, pleasent looking '•old gentleman of perhaps fifty years, a genial, well to-do farmer from his dress and appearand. There was something peculiarly attractive slvont his honest •••^•••ytootl-natuml face, and I knew that his *Mlifo has leen one of peaceful virtue, and benevolent deeds. As he sat looking -out the whnlow, and softly humming ^..an old-fashioned Methodist hymn, I

Ubcught I n°v»r had seen a finer expression of cheerful, hearty enjoyment, l-uid Inwart! purity of- thought, than overspread the plump, rosy face or this cOOu liUUi.

It whs a pleasure

to look at him, out

'ho turned around, caught my eye, and

hind him, touched his arm, and asked if ho wouldn't take hand at a ganoeof euchre. "No, sir!" was the prompt re-

ply

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through which we were pawing and I

shr.rj traders up in this country would 1 h- 'ior much" for him and he laugh-!

sl «jo good-na.ured laugh that

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amusement "suggested

the youthful gentleman—just to pass away the time until we

reach

Indianap­

olis. "O, well," said my benevolent lriend, "if its just for amusement, I don't mind, but I've lived too long in Arkansaw to play with a stranger for

Can't YOU make it four

money handed He continued, looking around. Thus appealed to, the youth ful one walked up the car, and came back presently with a "drummer," or commercial traveler, as ho appeared to be. "You'll make the fourth, won't you?" said the old gentleman to ine. Smelling a small sized "mice," I pleaded ignorance of the game and, alter an inofrectual effort to "inako it fourhanded," the euchre project was abandoned the youthful and the "drummer" taking seats near us, and the old gentleman resuming tho conversation which had been interrupted, by asking

I was acquainted in Mattoor.! Said he: "I think I laughed more last night than I ever laughed in my life, at the perplexity, and chagrin of a Jow, who was showing us, what ho called a Japmese game, played with thrco cards, which he threw down one after another on the table and the point was, to guess which was a certain card. He had won. the drinks, and cigars, off of difTerentZgpcs of the party, and was radiant, dffil he happened to turn around once.'atffi the clerk of the hotel privately marked one of tho cards, and then offered to bet tho wine for the party that he could point out the card. Of course the Jew bet, and you never saw a man so astonished in all your life as that Jew, when the clork turned up tho ht card and the best of it was, it hadn't been mentioned what kind of wine it should be, and we called for "champagne Ha! ha! ha! And it cost him tiftccn.dollars. Oh Jia ha! ha!"

I don't think I ever heard as jolly, happy a laugh in my lifP. I laughed heartily myself, from pure sympathy and every man in tho car turned around with a broad grin on his face. Half a dozen persons loft thoirsoats, and came back in our neighborhood. The old man went on "It was the best trick I over saw I gave tho Jew a dollar to toach it to me, and I'll show you how it is done though of course I can't do it like he could."

Here ho brought out his pocket book, and took from it throe cards, and handed them around for inspection. On the face of one of these cards, was a star, on another an eagle, and on tho third and old woman. Tho backs wero of the usual pattern. lie bent them in tho middle, like this," continued the old man, and throw them down this way of course I can't do it like he could, but you get the idea? Now! whero's tlio 'old womim?' Oar rect! Now whero is she? You're wrong, young man. Then, try it again Mistaken, you sec, again! I tell you gentlemen, its tho best trick I ever saw —it would fool anybody lie handled the cards in such a bungling, awkward way, that it was plain to all of us when tho old-woman card fol1, every time and tho youthful gentleman ventured tho opinion that it wasn't much of a game though ho had failed to guess tho right card couple of times. "IVIueh of a game!" exclaimed tho old man indignantly, "let mo tell you young man, though von are a stranger tome, don't you ever bet anything on it you would nine times out ol ten." "There! you can pick up tho right card now. I told you so! I'll throw them again.

Now!" "I'll bet live dollars that ^1 can tell ...» —.1 tltiu ii mia ti 1 ttiA'l/Allthflll

thU card this time," and the'youthful laid a note of that denomination, on tho buck of tlio seat. "I've :t potion to bet, just to toach vnr. a lesson—and," hesitating—I'll do jt." said the old man. drawing an im menso roll of bills from the side pocket of hi* coat. "I'll bet not thrif'I want votir monev, but for your own good. 'There! drtti't you sec! I knew, you would loose and that jolly openheaned laugh burst fortli and drew.,us closer too him. while he spread out the cards again. Youthful wanted to bet again. ".What not satisfied yet," said our nierrv friend.' "Well I suppose I'll have to humor you again, though this thing nnusi slop: I'm not in the habit of gambling, and don't need your money, if I win it. Turn up your card you loose again." Again he laughed and we caught the infection, and all laughed with him. Youthful looked excited and angry, and laid a ten dollar note out, and claimed a chance to get even. '1 he cards were dealt, he made selection, ahd won

Again came that wonderful laugh heartier and jollier than ever, and we all joined in and enjoyed his inerri menu

There, young man, I won't bet with you any more, I'm glad you've got your money back and with a gentle wave of his plump, white hand, he (lb missed him from the game. "Well here we go! Once! Twico! Three times! Now, who can tell me where the old woman is?"

I think I can,"said the "drummer.' "Are you suro of it questioned the old man. "Sure enough to bet ten dol lars," was the reply. "All right while we are in it, we might as well have some fun out of it. Pick her up. Why you've lost! Ha! ha ha! (clear, sweet, and melodious.") What! want to bet

nKain?

Well here goes. There! you've

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to me made some remark in ref- give you back half you ve lost, and spoke to nit, keep the rest to treat the party with er*u.ie »*'»uO

when

lohcar. At this point a youth-

"jui looking gentleman on the seat be-

Now young man, quit.

I'd made yoii stop before, but I'll

we get to Indianapolis.

A11 this time

«*nHnirlv entered into eonversa-' terestcd and excited spectator of this hia profits. Mr. Brassey can onltnld K„»tii,qi nfN mriazed. and dlsmist-

had knmv„

and hxln't been away from home be- woman was, and could only keep still b„t Mr* Brassey, controlling a hired

fore tho vear proceeding the war with the greatest difficulty. He stood

that his I usiuess now wa* to buy mules» leaningover the Meat. JN*k»e'he Tooth- eicn office guides envoys and [the

that his business now ful, ilu*hed and excited, his head l*an\ »nine work and acquire the samfor- ..

ynn the somewhat btMlrfWl Te^

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say tell

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You don't say so VTell now for fan, Wtty h® did

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let's see if you can tell just for ™p, you know we won't bet. guoss it suro enough."

The smart man looked triumph®111* "Let me throw them onoe more. Why he guesses it again! Well, youn8 man, I'll stand you the drinks 1hat.you can't do the third t»mes'.» ••Take him -rn pay theo^^gai-W^n couraged, Bmwfr

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old man was ttqoy^NKtWnfosed, and turned his henfl to gfiffixe 7 bodv behind him t4i«t vftoia tftvtnjMt extraordinary tiling he SrersaW in his life and while his head was turned, the

lit'© i»nu „.... youthful one, with a Showing wipk to smartv, seized the woman card ana turned up a corner, marking it unmistakably. It was dextrously .accomplished, and our unsuspecting and pure minded old friend turned back, picked up tho cards and threw them down again, perfectly unconscious of the imposition that had been practiced on his trusting and confiding nature and offered to bet fifty dollars that smarty couldn't tell whore the woman was again. Smarty wouldn't bet fifty dollars, but knew, and would tell for fun which was allowed, and, sure enough he did tell, and felt the moment after, as if he had "thrown away" fifty dol-

was extremely annoying to the old gentleman to havo any one see through his favorite gamo in that kind of style. Taking the cards again, and hol^nj smartv's eve, ho privately smoothed down "tlio corner of tho turned up card, and marked the star card exactly as the other had boon marked, threw them down again one aftor another, and looked up.

The trap was set, and tho eager victim ready to swallow the bait. Tho fresh pure laughter rippled out more captivating than ever. It only remained to ascertain the exact amount of his "pile." It was only a paltry three dollars but it was all he had—every cent —and he bet it, turned up the marked card, and he lost.

For a minute there was not a sound from any bodv the llush faded out of the victims face, and a livid, ghastly paleness como up in its stead, as ho held tho treacherous card in his nerveless linger. His eyes stood out, his jaw dropped open and but for a nervous twitching of the muscle of the'Iips, ho made no motion, nor spoke a wora, until clear and musical, came that honest iolly laugh, and broke the tragic silence. Ho dropped the card with a terrible oath, strode to a distant seat, raised tho window and gazed out in despairing silence. The two "cappers" of the old blackleg, sought other seats, and lie turned his handsome face to the window, and hummed the old-flishion-ed hymn.

For my own part, I felt as if I was an accomplice in this poor devils robbery, and, after watching him awhile, walked over and sat down by him. He told that ho was a laboring man,,and

had a family in Greencastle that the thrco dollars which he had just lost, was every cent of money ho had in tho world, and he ''dichiH see how in the h—l he camc to pick up the wrong card

I endeavored to explain Jo him how the thrco fellows were partners, and the game made up to swindle him, or some one else but he failed to see it, and when I ventured the hope that it might be a lesson to him nevento bet on anything in the future, he said{"yes, but I don't see how I waa'smchs d—d fool as to pick up that carq^ij^seling that it would be useless Jy^P^-lMiger

of sacred ~shngr at theJoCher jjrindow and addressed him to the efT&t that the poor follow from whom he fad won the money had a family, and no tnother cent of'money in the world.

there had been one in- plating himself implies a repettn of

for his plantation, but he expected *b nostrils distended, and eye# sparkling its in England, France. Indiand Commercial, feverishly. America, all at once. Nothinfcan "Well* gentlemen, who can tellmejSt0p him except an insufficiet of

hoof the Jiicas«ni

ltls th}* man.

-l saw where she was, every time

«MM» 'ttf little capital' getting ing higher by ehterin

4Thre(

dollars is a very little thing t| you whilo it is a great deal to him." Ifeaid won't you givo it back to him?

Certainlv certainly!" lie said, call him ovor here." I did so. "lere's your money young man, anddonl you evor bet again." 1

He took it in an eager, shoe^shkind of way, shoved it down into h'S pCket, and as he did so, said "/dotil how in the hell I lost it.

You wero excited," wastliaaimver. "Excited—thunder! I'd beta tjovsand dollars I would have guessed 4o $ght card next time." I

Tho old man laughed that hiellow, delightful laugh again, and snferty returned to his seat. "That inaj would bet again quicker than he did ofotc, if you wero not present," said ilie old man, and I believed it.

In fact 1 regretted my inteivrence, and believe vet it would have beji better to lot him "foot it" back to recncastle, and reflect upon the matte the road.

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O E N O N E S fortuno bequeathed by tl late obathc verv

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Mr. Brassey, tho contractor, is hlv the largest whichever pass: English Court of Probate—for tli few estates which exceed his ininluo aro usually transferred by settlcient. This fortuno is believed to ha) exceeded seven millions sterling, tImpersonality alone having been swo» under six and a half millions. Wilt the possible exception of an instanccO the history of tho Rothschild fan.y—a family of whose colossal wealth Jervbody*talks, while nobody knowyorv much—and the doubtful* exceptp of Mr. Vandfrbilt, reported by New or gossips to possess nearly a hid rod million of dollars—this is certain the largest amount of money ever acdiiulated by one man by industry al enenterprise during his own lifetin and its bulk suggests that some great «ngo must have passed over the ftnne making capabilities of businessmen. The area of their operations n»t in some way or other havo Ijeeinnortnouslv increased until they resibled the operations of a government it her than those of an individual, tint as it were, they must be enabled to iciire the services of entire armies of fhfhl agents. We believe this to havbeen the ease and to be due to the option of two causes, one of them 4rely go^tl in its action, the other anoiore important one very doubtful, national boundaries formerly fid to speculation are rapidly disapjTing. Supposing that an able man ith a talent for business of almost aikind can secure a sufficiency of coiftent and trustworthy agents, there i3 necessity for limiting his work ione country. He can repeat hims*s it were, as often as he pleases, 4 re-

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ii«« with him In arich", nicllow, voice brttlngT that I ^wil'mad at a time, be thjoflt apprentice boyThavS tion with iviui. man icdntthe stupidity of the betters. He never so rreat, just as one embsldor th»ir\nnrk- American fournalhetold mo that he lived Arkansas,

every time where the old

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onlv be in one r-apital on orfay

Mr.

Brasseys, can guide it as fjfor-,

a a a a a a the nn dl^takers

more and ris-?, the serrfee of

some commanding Capitalist. Theca italist can pay him as a premi and is willing to pay him, 1 is able to thoroughly trust him greatest limited

because he The

p! all obstacles to an unemployment of agents was

once the fear of rivalry. "If," said the employer, I make that man as competent as myself, ho may set up for himself and take some of my business away." Tho agent, however, of a man like Mr. Brassey, has none of that tomptation. If ho set up for himself, ho could not do tho same business— business profitable mainly on account of its scale—and if ho could, it would, considering the risk, scarcely be worth his while. If ho is the kind of man who succoeds, his employer will see that it is made worth his while to succeed tor him instead of for himself, to uso vast moans for another instead of small moans on his own account. The agent is bound to fidelity by every vulgar as well as overy lofty motive, and his employer no more fears his rivalry than tho Hohenzollerns fear that of liismarck or Von Moltke. Of course when ability seeks service as more profitable than independence, able agents, willing always to be agents, become plentiful, and there are potentialities of wealth in that now relation of agent and master almost beyond the dreams of avarice. If a man of ability and capital can do one thing best, and can secure such agents, nothing prevents him from doing that one thing tor' the whole profit of that branch of doaling, or manufacture, or enterprise, throughout tlio entire world, and so realizing a fortune never yet heard of.

THE COLDEST BA Tli

Boys don't always "como out ahead" in performing coilege tricks. Hore is a good story of Jim Jiradshaw's show-er-batli that beats the "Tnrk-i«h and nearly every other kind: "When we woro in Adams College, tlio president, who was rigid disciplina rian, insisted that every student should be in tlio chapel on tho ringing of tho bell, at six o'clock, winter and summer. It was not so hard to do this in tho summer, but in winter it was an allliction to rise from a warm bed and plod through the snow, as they often had to do, to attend morning prayers.

It occurred to Jim Rradshaw, after a jollv evening spent with some students, that ho would freeze up tho bell. "For," he argued, as he muddled over tho matter, "if there's no bell, there'll be no ring, and consequently—I'll freeze it up."

It was a bitten- cold night, and lie thought that if ho could only set tho bell, and fill it with water, it would freeze as hard as marble beforo mornin£-

His room was near the belfry so he arose, and, without dressing himself, sc iz a bucket of water standing in his room, and started for the stairway. To raise the bell so that it stood upright, like a .tumbler, and tie tho rope to a baluster, was tho work of a minute, and then he ascended to the belfry with his bucket of water to complete the experiment.

The midnight air blewkocnly around him, and he shiveringlv filled the bell, but chuckled at the trick he was playing tho president. He started to come down, Dut just as he got beneath the scuttle, the rope bv some means became loosed, the bell followed with a clang and the whole of the intensely cold wa ter poured down upon Bradshivw, wh'o sneakejL into his room with a cooler •p^wljen.be went ontr rfr

HeAacl- been a whaler for twenty

years, and "when he gave up the sea and settled down upon his earnings, all his friends said they hoped that Joshua Weeks would marry some nice woman and enjoy the comforts of a happy home. He himself seemed to think it would be a nice thing to do, and ho made an effort in that direction. But they all said that the reason why he did not win tho heart and hand of the Widow Burrittwas this: It seems that Mr. Weeks used to go around there courting and so on, in tho ovenings, and while the widow sat patching the trowsers of her son, and waiting for manifestations of Weeks' love, old Weeks would sit over on the s. ttoc, and get sleepier and sleepier and quieter and quieter every minute. And every now and then he would nod into tho land of dreams, and get to wandering off and imagining himself on a whaling voyage. And just as likoly as not, he would wako up suddenly all bewildered. and would seize his cane and jab it into tho widow before ho could collect his senses .sufficiently to realize that it was not a harpoon and she a whale. They do say that Mrs. Burritt indulged these eccentricities for a timo with tho firm conviction that she would reconstruct that whaler when she married him. But this was never to bo for one evening Mr. Weeks sat dozing on that settee with a kind of dim, dreamy consciousness of things, in which the room and tho settee were confused and mixod with tho raging main and tho whal-ing-boat. The

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laugh, address- that the rvservoir of agency hifu'rlv of ?hei^ nliifStnlv

gun to widen and deepen. ?.»tny hanfi chaJactfr

tjopartm«nlsof

Widow had a cold in her

head, and she was just in the act of making a vigorous use of her handkerchief when the dream of Weeks reached a crisis, and he yelled out "Ther-r-r-e sho blows!" and he heaved his harpoon at her with such force that he broke hor back comb into vulgar fractions, and knocked her off the chair. Love's voung dream was entirely dissipated, and Mr. Weeks went home with two handfuls of hair missing. Ho is smglo yot, because he says women have no Sympathy and forbearance.

THE TmnT'NK AND thk PifAvrxK.— It is somewhat interesting to recall the fact that the late (Jeorge W. Kendall, founder of tho well known New Orleans Daily I'icai/unc, was an apprentice hoy with iloruce Greeley, in a printing office in Concord, New Hampshire, in which State both wero born. Their careers havo been brilliant, but yet unlike in many respects. Greeley has no taste for change or romance. He went to New York, remained there, and rose by genius and hard work. Kendall loved adventure and novelty. His nature was chivalrous. He was a staff officer under General Worth in tho Mexican war married, in Paris, the daughter of an aristocratic French military officer founded tho Picayune, and made it the most successful and profitable daily in the South then grew tired of the routine of journalism and wont to raising sheep on a vast ranche in Western Texas, where he died, after a very briel illness, three or four years ago. The Picayune office in this city is

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life individualists nariniess character.

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MYTHOLOGY fOJt YOU.'

The True Story Apollo and Daphne. Apollo had always, and very naturally, been a great favorite among the yonng women of hfs set. Like most pretty boys he was 'beaet with female admiration until it:had become positively distasteful to him. Besides his great ersonai beauty, so lavishly displayed, could sing and pick the guitar, and the writer need scarcely inform the public that, in ail times, these musical accomplishments, when found allied to a pretty yonng man, have always been irresistable to young women. This nice young man had, consequently, been flooded with sweet-scented notes, hot as to love ami misspelled as to language had made up and published a complete letter-writer from his own billets-doux could not uo out for a walk without encountering some fair damsel ready to run him down had in very despair shorn his locks and had his head sand-papered a Pawnee in order to escape the importunities of the fair sex. You can imagine, then, his

surprise and confusion at suddenly and unaccountably emerging from this condition of general aversion to tho most abject devotion of a country lass.

It is no wonder that the city belles who had courted Apollo in vain, and with tho all powerful assistance of intriguoing mammas, should have turned up their noses when they heard that the object of his affections was no other than that great gawk of a country girl," as they called tho pretty Daphne. Phoebus was not the sort of boy to allow himself to be bullied bv any influences fo this kind, and, besides, he knew that the ridicule was prompted by mortification at having failed themselves to win his affections. As he looked upon tho lovelv Daphne, with loose flowing hair and delightfnl unconsciousncs of the city conventionalities in dress, he could not help exclaiming "If so charming in this disorder, what would she not bo when properly decorated with the latest panier, a court train, and tho fashionablo chignon

But Daphne had no thought of young men. Her delight was in woodland sports, and she so adept in thoso that sho could itrun all her many suitors, which lnd the effect of making her regard tliem contemptuously. One day, her itlier—a river god, which probably corresponds with our idea and name of a steamboat captain,—said to Daphne:

Daughter, you owe mo a son-in-law you owe me grandchildren." "Oh. don't, papa," cried the blushing maiden "you really mustn't talk that way. Don't you know that it's unfashionable nowadays to have children. Besides, I don't want to get married."

The old gentleman wondered what the world was coming to. Daphne said nothing about Cupid's prank. The next time sho saw young Apollo, sho said:

Now, look hero, Phoebus, I want you to let me alone. I ain't going to have anjT-thing to do with you, and 3*011 might as well givo it up." "Daphne, my Daphne," whined the young man, "why so cruel I'd rather risk your caudle lectures than endure this dreadful suspense. I am none of your common fellows, my Daphne. Lots o' Girls havo told 1110 they loved me, but havo wooed in vain. I am ready to givo up my bachelor's suppers for you. I'll promise not to play poker more than once a week, ana you shall have all the winnings for pin money, I'll jaattlo down to kissingent wafer and three cigars a day, if you will promise to be mine. Can a fellow,do more?"

Daphne, confident in her powers, told the yonng man that if he'd give hor a fair start and then catch her, sho would think about it. Apollo thought this was good enough for him, conscious as ho was of his swiftness and prow-ess—having taken tho lirst medal 111 tho gymnasium.

One—two—thrco Tliey started, Dapnno about two rods ahead. It was soon evident that the young woman had a big advantage, sho was unincumbered with any skirts which, had she been a city belle, might havo given Apollo tho race. Sho was also familiar with the woods, and dodged into footpaths and underbrush which worried the young man considerably. Cupid was looking 011 from a high tree, and whilo I10 spurred poor Apollo 011 from puro malice he was secretly offering the odds 011 Daphne. Apollo's strength, however, served him to good advantage, and Daphne found that tho race is not always to the swift, and that her breath was growing shorter. She had been nearly run down, when sho came up with a big tree, where resolved to tako refuge. She climbed it with that ease peculiar to our reinoto ancestors, as described by Darwin, and when Apollo had come" up to hrr she placed her thumb upon her nose and wriggled her lingers at him in a peculiarly significant and humilating fash*ion.

Apollo was not to be out-generalfcd In this style, and so he began to climb up after her. Daphne evidently hadn't thought of this contingency, and began to call upon her papa—the rivor god to protect hor. Papa had left his bowieknife and six-shooter 011 tho boat by some unaccountable omission, and so ho couldn't bring the young man down. He then resorted to his god-liko prerog ative and transformed his much-loved daughter into the tree itself—her heaving oosoin gradually inclosing in a tender bark, her hair changing into leaves, and her fingers which sue had at Apollo, bi

becoming branchos.

at, by god!" exclaimed Apollo, not meaning it profanely, but referring to tho lost Daphne's papa.

It was a sad fate for so charming a nymph as Daphne, but nothing less tragical could have been expected from a young woman who never wanted to marry.

PRICES PAID FOR CELEBRATED WORKS. Successful poets nowadays get what are called "fancy prices" for their productions. Mr. Tennyson can always command price, even for an inferior article and some people aro expressing their surprise that Mr. Browning should get one hundred pounds for his new poem, Hervo Kiel which recently appeared in one of the magazines of the day. Some notes on tho remuneration received by celebrated authors dead and gone may not bo uninteresting, Wo all know what Milton got for his Paradise Lost," namely, five pounds, with five pounds for the second edition, and eigt pounds afterward. Dryden, for his famous "Ode on St. Cecilia's Day," received two hundred and fifty guinea* in all—a pretty fair comparison, wo think, even with modern times while Pope, for his poem bearing the same name, and intended unsuccessfully, to rival Dryden's masterpiece, got only fifteen pounds. Oliver Goldsmith, for his

Vicar of Wakefield," received sixty pounds. Gay, the author of the Beggar's Opera," made one thousand Itounds bv his poems while Lord Byron— perhaps the most successful that

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pounds from his works. FrojJiJ1'8 'I^y of the-I*»t ,M&^rer'^r>Walter Scott rec6Mwd|t fram^Mstal/lw aLiiuudred pounds, and for his

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hundred and fifty pound&r Thoma? Campbell's Pleasures oAjHope'A realV ized ten hundred and fifty hig "(iertmde of Wyoming" hundred guineas. Crabbe*rtcelVcU'lor his poems three thousand pound# from Murray. The Irish Molodiea" gave Moore five hundred pounds a year. Certainly, in these latter days, really good poets hive not had much reason to grumble uud perhaps' althdngH the present if far from a poetical er.i, and our supply of first rate po»is 1s nt its lowest ebb—passable poetry—even of the ordinary magazine, sort is better paid for than ever it was bcfoiu

GREENLAND.

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Lieutenant Payer, well known for his geological investigations in the Alps, has lately communicated some facts in regard to discoveries in Greenland by the late German expedition, of which he was a member and in this ho calls attention especially to the probability of the hypothesis that Greenland is essentially a congeries of islands similar to that west of it, and not a huge continental moss, as has been supposed by most authors. One strong evldcnco of this he considers to be furnished by the deep inlet diseovered by tho expedition, previously unrecorded on any chart, anil which received the name of Kixperor Francis Joseph's Fiord. This was found to extend deep into the interior of the land, continually opening into newarms, and widening in places until it^ was traced out for over one-third ot\ the estimated breadth of greenland, ar.il^ without any indication of coming to an end. Indeed in a southwesterly direction it opened out into what looked like a great basin, into which tho lionl itself emptied. The circumstance also that the saltness of the fiords is greatly diminished by tho fresh water streams pouring into them, when tliey arc simply cul-de-sacs and tho fact that the great Greenland fiord, notwithstanding tho enormous addition of fresh water, retained all its saltness, pointed to a maritime communication with the opposite side of the country. Time Was not allowod to the party to prosecute the exploration of this supposed strait but it is believed as stated, that it finds its opposito oponing in Baffin's Bay. Another still more potent ar- 1 gumout in favor of this assumption that Grienland is a congeries of islands, and not a continent, was fouud in the apparent absence of groat longitudinal valleys, such as usually characterize continents, these being entirely Wanting in the northeastern part of Greenland.

A E S S W O A N

A man falls in love just as he tails down stairs. It is an accident, perhaps, and very probably a misfortune something which he neither intended, nor foresaw, nor apprehended. But when I10 runs in debt it is done knowingly and intentionally, and often rashly and foolishly, oven if not ridiculously, miserably and ruinously. Marriages that aro mado up at watoring-places aro mostly of this running sort, liut tho man who is riiarried for mere worldly motives, without a spark of nlloction on the woman's part, may, nevertheless, get, in every worldly senso of tho word, a goocj wife but when a woman is married for tho sake ot her lortune, the case is altered, and tho chances aro a hundred to one that she marries a villain, or at best a scoundrel* Water-ing-places might with oqual propriety be citlled fishing places, becauso they aro frequontod by fcinalo anglers who are in quest of such prey—tho elder for their daughters anil the younger for themselves. But it is a dangerous sport, for tho piscatrix is not nioro likely to catch a pmo than sho is to be caught bv a shark. As for "courting ladies," we rather all'eet the proposition of a waggish writer: "Let us widowors and bachelors form an association to declaro, for tho next hundred years, that wo will mako lovo no longer. Let tho voung women como and mako lovo to" us let them write us versos let them ask us to dance, goA us ices and sups of tea, and help us oft with out cloaks at tho hall door and if they are eligible, wo may perhaps bo induced to yield and say—"La, Miss Hopking! I roally—Iain so agitatod A a a

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"The thing that jars upon the mind throughout Gootlie's life, in his letters, his books—everything I10 said and did —is the absence of anything like devotion to any being, human or divine, morally above himself. God he regarded as inscrutable, and as best left to reveal Himself. Tho future life was not yet. From all men ho withdrew himself in a sort of kindly isolation— sympathizing with them, aiding them, helping them against themselves, understanding thorn, but never making any of them tho object ofhis life. Tho object of his life, so far as any man can consciously and permanently have oiiu was the completion ot that groundplan of character presented to tho4 world in Joliann Wollgang Goethe. To perfect this ho denied himself much Doth of enjoyment and real happiness to keep this ground plan intact, or to build upon It, he was always ready to sacrifice either himself or anybody else. To this I10 sacrificed Fredrieka's love, Lili's love, and his own love for them the friendship of any who attempted to interforo with bis own modes of self- .1 development to this he would at any timo havo sacrificed, hail ho supposed it needful, tho favor of tho duke, and 4 his position at court to this, in^fact, his iifo was one long offering. 1 here was nothing Goethe would not have given up for others, except any iota of what ho considered to be his own individuality. To tend that was his idolatrv—and that this self-worship grew upon him at Weimar, 110 one can doubt."

A N exchange says: "The worst joke that was ever perpetrated on scientific men took plnc« recently at IiOulslana, Mo. A man was sick with rheumatism, or something, and a follow went around to the doctor* and profesrtbra and things, and told them that it was tho queerest case on record. Ho said the man had no feeling. You could stick pins in his body ail over, and ho paid no attention to them at all. He was perfectly numb. So tho doctors got together and called on tho sick man to experiment. All arrived with pins and needles and bodkins. The man was asleep and they got around him, and each one stuck his pin in the patient. The sick man rolled over and looked at the crowd, and thought they had como to dissect him, so he took a chair In 0110 hand and a bed-post In tho other, and drove the crowd thence. They are around with their heads tied up, looking for the man who said that sick man had no foeliug.

THKY have a spring of indelible ink In California.