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, - WOMAN GOSSIP. —v
-Che Miller's Wooing,
"Love me little, love mo long,"
Sang the dusty miller
To his wheat art, and his song ,
' Did a maize and thrill her. -.
" Bid me barley hope ; oh, giro i i
Me one grain of comfort ;
I would oat on thee and live
Holding on to some fort.
" In your ryes now love looks shine,
There lies cereal pleasure,
Oh ! hominy joys are mine,
Filling up my measure."
Came the maiden's corn-ful laugh
At the miller's fawning;
" You can't winnow girls with chaff —
Sir! to you good morning."
A Vcur Style of Wedding Cake.
At a wedding in Chicago, the bride
cake was built in four tiers. Around
the lowest of thes9 six satin bows were
arranged, each hung on a.pearl button,
which formed the handle to a diminutive
drawer. Just before the cutting of the
cake each of the half-dozen bridesmaids
laid her hand upon a bow and drew
out the drawer, which, needless to say,
contained a pretty gift.
The Medical Profession for Women.
This is the only business or profession
that is not overdone, and cannot be for
many years to come. Every town of
over 3,000 inhabitants ought to support
a good woman physician. Every city
ought to support one to each 5,000 in
habitants. The demand, too, for able
teachers to lecture upon hygiene and
physiology is on the increase and ennnot
bo supplied for a century to come. Hun
dreds of women possessed of talent, edu
cation and experience, desirous of a
financial independence and dissatisfied
with a do-nothing life, ought to enter
the medical profession, and could do so
profitably. — Chicago later Ocean.
Stirl; to the Kitchen.
While New England journals are
loaded with long-winded efforts to tell
where and how woman can enjoy the
independence for which she is supposed
to long, a Western editor has solved the
problem by suggesting the kitchen. If
any one doubts the correctness of this
view let him invade his own kitchen and
attempt to assert authority. He may
t>e a tyrant in the parlor and a nuisance
in the dining-room, but in the kitchen
woman reigns supreme, no matter
whether she is a feeble wife or a brawny
servant. It is strange that women never
made this brilliant discovery for them
selves, for any one of them who has
hired help in the kitchen knows that the
servant is autocrat in her own domain,
and before her the queen of the rest of
the house is but a poor, timid, fluttering
creature. But 6uch independence im
plies the ability to work in the kitchen,
and of this the American knows about
as much as she of Patagonia, who has no
kitchen at all. — Neiu York Herald.
A Defense vf Mod m Women,
Let no man say that the change of
woman from the sentimental, insipid
and angelic creature of the last century
to the vigorous and hearty person of to
day is a change that begins aud cuds
with eating and drinking habits. Let
the pessimists say what they will, the
present is an r.ac of genuineness and
candor. There is less mock modesty,
less of the humbug of seeming, than in
any generation that has gone before us,
if we may accept as true the pictures of
life given us by Sniollet, Fielding, Fanny
Burney, Thackeray aud the writers of
the time of Queen Anne. The civilized
world admires the delicate and fragile
beauty of American women. But it is
the pride of the country that feeds the
world with beef, grain and game that
the rare flower of American loveliness is
no hot-house plant, reared in a nicely
adjusted atmosphere. The womanliness
and the manliness of our country spring
from a rich and nutritive soil. We have
the best provision for the table in the
world.— New York Times.
Frizzes, Bangs and Potcder.
It being generally known that no col -
lection would be taken up, there was -in
unusually large attendance of Lime-
Kilnera, and when the bell rang the
audience to order, every bench seemed
taken. Brother Gardner looked the
picture of perfect health as he shook the
kinks out of his spine and said :
" Gem'len, what am dat objeck on dut
sky-blue stool ober dar?" "Dat'ade
water-pail," was the answer. "Jess bo,
gem'len — jess so. If that pail war
painted red or blew, what would it be V
"Nuffin' but a pail." " Jess so, again.
If we shud paint dat pail, an' fresco de
hanle, an' silver-plate de hoops an' call
it de Tower of London, it wouldn't be de
Tower any moar dan it is now. We is all
agreed on dat — all but de women. My
ole woman, who am black as de one-spot
ob spades, lame in de leff leg, and wid
no moah bewty dan de hind esnd of a
butcher-cart, frizzes a curl over her leff
ear, ties a red ribbon round her froat,
puts on a bustle, squeezes her corset till
she can't holler, and soils down the street
wid de idea in her ear dat she's a turkey
ob de fust water. She reckons dat no
body can gaze on her widout a shiver of
admiration, and dat folks will e-magine
dat I own all de corner lots on de Brush
fa'm. But she's nuffin' but my ole wom
an after all — nuffin' but a bundle ob
aches. Walk out on de street, and what
d'ye see ? Ebery female in the lan rubs
paint on her cheeks and powder on her
face. Dey frizz deir ha'r, squeeze up on
deir corsets, nip along on deir toes, an'
deir hull air is to deceive de men into
believin' dat dey am han'sum and lubly.
De uglier and meaner lookin' de woman
am, de moar she frizzes and de harder
she nips. De less money dey hab to
dress on, de richer de duds are, an' de
moar jewelry dey wave aroun'. A man
Stan's up in de broad light ob day, an'
de whole worl' can see if he's humbly,
an' ugly, an' lame, an' sneaky, but de
woman sails along in a cloud ob gorgus
ness, an' de lameness and de deception
doan' come out until after she's got you
fas'. Ef a pig is a pig, why should we
call him a cook-stove ? Ef a woman is a
woman, why de need of all dis paint an'
powder an' pippin aroun'? De white
man doan' appreciate it, de nigger is sick
ob it, an* I tell you, gem'len, dat de time
am comin' when dis country am gwine
to sigh mighty hard for a return ob de
days when a clean calico dress an' a
healthy woman went roun' in company."
Detroit Free Press.
Dimples Manufactured to Order.
Some poet it was who said that when
ever a man has a dimple in his chin then
Venus is his friend, but Liaybe that
rule won't hold good in these days when
dimples are manufactured by art. For
there is a place on O'Farrell street in
this city where dimples are made to or
der. I went there out of curiosity. I
was shown into a parlor somewhat re
sembling a dentist's operating-room.
There was a glass case full of bottles,
washes and wigs and a regular dentist's
chair that suggested a world of comfort.
This sign was displayed over the fire
place : "M. Alphonse Pondunk, Im
prover and Beautifier, from Paris."
A dapper little gent in a velvet cut
away coat and deep purple neckcloth,
whose face wore a complacent smirk,
claimed the name as his.
I bashfully suggested the dimple ques
tion and asked for some points. I real
ly did want a dimple in my arm, and
told him so. But I insinuated my dis
belief in his ability to produce the ncces
Whereupon he convinced me by prac
tice. This is how it was done :
My arm being bare and the exact spot
indicated, he placed a small glass tube,
the orifice of which was extremely small,
upon the spot. This tube had working
within it a piston, and was so small that
when the handle was drawn up the air
was exhausted from the tube and it ad
hered to the flesh, raising a slight pro
tuberance. Around this raised portion
Monsieur Alphonse daintily tied a piece
of scarlet silk, and then took away his
suction machine. The little point of
skin which was thus raised he sliced off
with a wicked-looking knife, bringing
I tried hard not to scream, but it was
so unexpected I had to.
Then he bound up tho arm, placing
over the wound a small silver object like
an inverted cone, the point of which was
rounded and polished. This little point
was adjusted so as to depress the exact
center of the cut.
Then he told me to go away and not
touch the spot until the next day. When
I came at that time he dressed my arm
again, and this operation was repeated
for five days, when the wound was
healed. The silver cone was rein
and there, sure enough, beneath it was
the ptettiest dimple in the world ! And
all John had to pay for it was ten dol
Now, theoretically considered, dim
ples are most entrancing. Cleopatra
had a dimple directly over her heart,
and Antory said that it was the m:uk
made by the lips of Eros, whokisse-1 her
at her birth. Ninon de l'Enclos had
dimpled toes which were renowned for
their sea-shell pinkness and beau l y.
Helen of Troy had a large dimple en her
left shoulder, and Anna Dickinson has
one on the end of her nose. A woman
without dimples is never ever even rare
of one proposal ; with them they come
in dozens. — Roaeumtmd, in San Fran
Feminine Small Tali:.
Discreet wives have sometimes nei
ther eyes nor ears.
Dr. Anna Warrex, of Emporia, Kan
sas, makes $5,000 a year by the practice
The Yonkers Statesman discusses
" Women as Wives." The idea seems
feasible. — Norristown Herald.
Mrs. Mary Dpraxt, of Elkhart, Ind. ,
blind for twenty-five years, claims that
her eye-sight was restored through
A doubtful statement is afloat in the
papers to the effect that cigarette aud
cigar smoking among all classes of Bos
ton women is becoming general.
There is a girl in Plymouth county,
Mass., who had eighteen different lovers,
and not one of tnem ever got his arm
around her. She weighs 381 pounds.
The daughter of the late Commodore
Maury, who assisted him in the com
pilation of his well-known geographical
series, is a school teacher in Richmond.
The dislocated leg of a man at Lafay
ette, Ind., was treated by a woman phy
sician as though it had been fractured.
He demands $10,000 damages, the mis
take having crippled him for life.
Mrs. Teller, the wife of the Secre
tary of the Interior, is tall and slender,
with black hair and the blackest of
black eyes, and is the possessor of an
unusually gentle and attractive manner.
" The most beautiful woman in Wash
ington " is the wife of the Swedish Min
ister, Countess Lewenhaupt. She is a
delicate and slender blonde, with fair
complexion, golden hah* and Islue eyes.
Twenty-five women physicians in
Russia who took part in the military
operations of 1877 have been decorated
with royal honors. The number of fe
male medical students in Russia is said
to be rapidly increasing.
Mrs. Chaxdlfr, the wife of the new
Secretary of the Navy, is a delicate but
handsome woman, with a fine and re
fined face lighted by large black eyes
THE ST. PAUL DAILY GLOBE, TUESDAY MORNING, AUGUST 28, 188,5.
and framed in heavy black locks. Her
carriage and her manner are full of dig
A womak was committed for contempt
of court by a New York Police Justice
because of her refusal to take an oath or
testify in a case of assault. "Judge,"
said she, " I never took an oath in my
life, aud I'm not going to take one now.
These people can settle their difficulties
without calling me in."
A woman who does all her own house
work, attends to seven children and
turns her dresses half a dozen times to
make both ends meet, may be a good
Christian, but when a lady in a 551,000
carriage and a $500 dress halts at the
door and asks her to subscribe to some
charitable object she can hardly be ex
pected to act and talk like one.
APPLES AS FOOD.
From the earliest ages apples have
been in use for the table as a dessert.
The historian Pliny tells us that the
Romans cultivated twenty-two varieties
of the apple. In these latter days we
probably possess over 2,000. As an
article of food they rank with the potato,
and, on account of the variety of ways in
which they may be served, they are far
preferable to the taste of many persons ;
and, if families would only substitute
ripe, luscious apples for pies, cakes,
candies and preserved fruit, there would
be much less sickness among the child
ren, and the saving of this one item
alone would purchase many barrels of
They have one excellent effect upon
the whole physical system, feeding the
brain as well as adding to the flesh, and
keeping the blood pure ; also preventing
constipation, and correcting a tendency
to acidity, which produces rheumatism
and neuralgia. They will cool off the
fe verish condition of the system ; in
fact, they are far better for these pur
poses than the many nostrums which
are highly praised in the advertisements,
and are so constantly purchased by
sufferers. A ripe raw apple is digested
in an hour and a half, while a boiled
potato takes twice the time.
While apples can be purchased at
cheap rates every family should keep a
dish of them in the dining room, where
the children can have access to them and
eat all they please. They will rarely re
ceive any injury from them if they are
thoroughly masticated. Baked apples
should be as constant a dish upon the
table as potatoes. Every breakfast and
tea table should have a plate of them.
Baked sweet apples are a very pleasant
addition to a saucer of oatmeal pudding,
and, when served with sweet cream,
they are very appetizing.
They are not so commonly used as
they should be, as they will supply as
much muscular and nervous support as
dishes of meat and vegetables. Thou
sands of bushels of sour apples are used
for pies and puddings in hundreds of
families where well-baked sweet apples
would prove more nourishing food and
much more economical. They are also
good food for old people, and are usual
:.ily relished by them. In my own
• they are always, when iri season,
a part of the meals of the day, and are
as commonly used as a slice of bread. —
< iwitry Gentleman.
INSECTS AS TALKEIIS.
"Two ants," says Buchner, "when
they are talking together, stand with
their heads opposite to each other, work
ing their sensitive feelers in the liveliest
manner, and tapping each other's head."
Numerous examples prove that they are
able in this way to make mutual commu
nications and even on definite subjects.
"I have often," says the English natur
alist Jesse, "placed a small green cater
pillar m the neighborhood of an ant's
nest. It is immediately seized by an
ant, which calls in the assistance of a
friend after ineffectual efforts to drag
the caterpillar into the nest. It can be
easily seen that the little creatures hold
a conversation by means of their feelers
and this being ended they repair together
to the caterpillar in order to draw it into
the nest by their united strength.
Farther, I have observed the meeting of
ants on their way to and from their
nests. They stop, touch each other with
their feelers, and appear to hold a con
versation, which, I have good reason to
suppose, refers to the best ground for
food." Hague writes a letter to Darwin
that he one day killed with his fingers a
number of ants that came every day from
a hole in the wall to some plants stand
ing on the chimney piece. He had tried
the effect of brushing them away, but it
was of no use, and the consequence of
the slaughter was that the ants who
were on their way immediately turned
back and tried to persuade their com
panions, who were not yet aware of the
danger, to turn back also. A short con
versation ensued between the ants,
which, however, did not result in an im
mediate return, for those who had just
left the nesl convinceo'jthemselves of the
truth of the report. *• A.
In all United States gold and silver
coin the percentage of alloy is always
the same, and all our coin contain 900
parts of pure gold or silver to 100 parts
of alloy. They are called 900 fine.
This would make them nine-tenths pure
metal to one-tenth base metal, or
twenty-two and six-tenths carats fine.
What is called the new standard is gold
eighteen carats fine, but from this is
made the finest watch-cases and other
of the very finest jewelry.
ITm thousand Marshal Neil roses
were picked from one bush in a year at
Newport, which at 10 cents a ro.se, af
forded a fair profit.
There are 207 chartered railroads in
Some of the Queer Visitors He Was Wont
[Prof. Boyesen, in the Christian Union.]
During the Centennial year we were
sitting together one beautiful afternoon,
on his piazza, smoking and talking.
While we were in the midst of our con
versation I observed two men and two
women coming toward us across the
lawn. They were obviously New En
gland country folks returning from the
Centennial Exhibition. The men had
the slow, deliberate, rustic walk, and
were dressed in ill-fitting broadcloth,
the very look of which made one per
spire. The women, who were leading
the way, had an appearance of pluck
and enterprise, as if they were deter
mined to conquer the modest diffidence
of their companions. Mr. Longfellow
was sitting with his back to the street,
and did not observe them until they
were within a yard of the piazza. He
looked a little surprised, but arose and
saluted the intruders with his wonted
"Be you the poet Longfellow?"
asked one of the women, in a voice that
was incredibly unmelodious.
"Yes, I am Mr. Longfellow," he an-
There was an awkward pause, during
which the visitors stared at the poet
with unabashed glances as if he had been
a Centennial relic on exhibition.
"Now, how old a man might you be ? "
queried the other female, abruptly.
"I am C 9 years old, madam."
" 'Pears to me you look considerably
older," said one of them, looking up
sideways to Mr. Longfellow's face with
a critical air.
"My looks may belie me. I am no
I could not but wonder at the extreme
nrbanity with which he answered these
blunt questions, showing no annoyance
in his face and no resentment. And
when, finally, at their request, he con T
ducted the party through the house, he
submitted with the same gentle courtesy
to a cross examination regarding his
family and personal affairs which would
have tried the patience of the archangel
Gabriel. When, at the end of half an
hour, he returned, apologizing for his
absence, I made a remark which was,
perhaps, a little disrespectful to his late
" They meant no disrespect to me by
their questions," he answered, with that
beautiful gentleness which was so char
acteristic of his manner. "It is perfect
ly proper, where they come from, to in
terest one's self in the personal affairs of
"But it must be a great inconvenience
to you," I observed, " to be so frequent
ly disturbed by such excursionists."
"Well, during the present year I ad
mit it has been a little trying. Never
theless I always dislike sending a man
or woman away who has come out here
for the purpose of seeing me or my house.
Of course I have to do it occasionally,
but it is always disagreeable to me need
lessly to disappoint any one. Those
womeji whom you saw are a good staunch
New England type, and I like them in
spite of their lack of tact and their ab
rupt manners. They are good, hard.
working women, \rho make good wives
and good mothers. And yet, the other
day, I was greatly amused at one of the
same class who came here with a largo
basket — whether she had anything to
sell I did not ascertain — apparently for
the purpose of telling me that she had
read ' Evangeline' from beginning to
end, • and,' she added, ' there bent many
folks can say that.' lam convinced now
that she had no intention of being rude
to me ; she was merely awkward and
nervous, and said what she did not mean
to say. I asked her if she had found the
reading of ' Evangeline ' such a dreadful
task. The question seemed to surprise
her ; she grew embanassed, and showed
plainly that she had no recollection of
having Baid any thing uncomplimentary. "
JOURNALISM AND WOMEN.
Boston correspondence : No work is
more strangely and more curiously mis
understood than that required by jour
nalism. It not only requires special
talent of a high order, but the greatest
amount of technical discipline, general
information, adaptability, quickness of
diction and facility of resources. With
all this it requires, too, what is almost a
sixth sense, the mental habit of keen
analysis and swift combination. While
these qualifications are, in their perfec
tion, the result of experience, they must
also be natural gifts. The journalist,
even as the poet, is born, not made.
The young woman who aspires to do
"critical literary work" would, upon
trial, probably be found incompetent to
write a local paragraph satisfactorily.
If she is earnest in her desire to enter
journalism she must be content to begin
at the beginning. She most realize the
importance of that sympathetic percep
tion, graphic delineation and power of
representation that characterize the able
reporter. It is a department whose dis
cipline is invaluable and whose scope it
may well be a young •woman's aspiration
to ably fill, and there is not the slightest
danger of her work being too good for it
— the anxiety should be to have it suf
ficiently good. If the aspiring young
woman is ready to begin in the simplest
manner, and bring her best abilities to
whatever she is set to do, she may, in
time, grow to other work. That depends
wholly on innate ability and her power
Again, the professional journalist is as
often amazed as amused over the atti
tude taken by the young woman whose
contribution he rejects. Now it is an
unwritten law 'yell understood in the
profession of journalism that the editor
is not under the slightest obligation to
cive a reason for his acceptance or re
lection of a manuscript. He is not called
upon to write a private critique on the
article to the author of it. His accept
ance or rejection is an absolute and un
questionable fact. Among amateur
writers this does not appear to be un
"The article is hardly available for
the columns of the Daily Designer,"
writes the editor of that journal. Now
that is sufficient. That should end the
matter. The article may be better in
some respects than a dozen others he
accepts, but if he be in any sense wor
thy of his place he has an innate intui
tion of subtle fitness and intellectual
adjustments, which he could no more
communicate than ha could put his
mental life on exhibition. Moreover,
there is not the slightest necessity of his
communicating them. But his contrib
utor cannot let the matter rest. Per
haps she has written a book, and she i 3
not gratified with his review of it. She
must write him a letter deprecating his
judgment. She wonts to know if he has
read her book carefully. She tells him
the Critical Connoisseur gave two col
umns of extracts from it, and that she
thinks it too bad, 6he does, that he re
ferred to it so unkindly. She favors him
with nine pages of her views upon his
conduct. She alludes touchingly to the
fact that seven of her dearest lady
friends each sent her a copy of the Daily
Designer that contained his cruel allu
sion to her volume on "Transatlantic
Hurricanes," and she begs him to devote
one little half hear to her production and
then write fairly of it.
All sub-editors and reporters under
stand that it is an unjustifiable imperti
nence to ask the managing editor his
reason for publishing or not publishing
finy matter submitted to his judgment.
Outside wri'ers and aspiring amateurs
rarely seem to comprehend this truth,
and their transgressions are largely from
ignorance rather than from intention.
The nature of editorial work requires
absolute power of decision in order to
preserve the unities of the journal the
editor conducts, and the amateur con
tributor should not permit his amour
propre to iucite him to open any dis
cussion regarding the justice of the
CATS AND TUB WEATHER.
Cats have the reputation of being
weather-wise, an old notion which has
given rise to a most extensive folk-lore.
It is almost universally believed that
good weather may be expected when the
cat washes herself, but bad when she
licks her coat against the grain, or
washes her face over her ear, or sits with
her tail to the fire. As, too, the cat is
supposed not only to have a good
knowledge of the state of the weather,
but a certain share in the management
of it, it is considered by sailors to be
most unwise to provoke it. Hence they
do not much like to see a cat on board
at all, and, when one happens to be
more frisky than usual, they have a
popular saying that "the cat has got a
gale of wind in her tail." A charm
often resorted to for raising a storm is to
throw a cat overboard ; but, according
to a Hungarian proverb, as a cat does
not die in water, its paws disturb the
surface ; hence the flaws on the surface
of the water are nicknamed by sailors
•cats-paws." In the same way, also, a
larger flurry on the water is a " cat's
skin ;" and, in some parts of England, a
popular name for the stormy northwest
■wind is the "cat's nose." Among
other items of weather-lore associated
with the cat, there is a superstition
in Germany that if it rains when women
have a large washing on hand, it is an
infallible sign that they have a spite
against them, owing to their not having
treated these animals well. We may
also compare the Dutch idea that a
rainy wedding-day results from the
bride's neglecting to feed her cat;
whereas, in the valleys of the Tyrol, girls
who are fond of cats are said always to
marry early, perhaps, as Mrs. Busk re
marks, "an evidence that household
virtues are appreciated in them by the
men." Once more, there is a German
belief that any one who, during his life
time, may have made cats his enemies,
is certain to be accompanied to the grave
amid a storm of wind and rain. — Har
now they is an to 2itK.*t a- ,-.
Looking back to the f.Ue >1 tlj • IVsli •
Booths and Guitcans of a cetrnn ■...••,
one must own that judicial }-u:r:-Vi:«-.v
has become wonderfully ei-,ii:v;.-i ilu
the last four generations. The :<-.-.;--:• •
of the late Czar and of Piv?i :■" t •. > .
field were tried aud hanged Li-..- j
other murderers. How they wonld if > t
fared in, the days of our great-grm-d
fathers may be learned from the »t il
extant sentence of the peasant Da Miens,
who attempted the life of Louis XVL,
about the middle of the last century.
The hurt which he inflicted was » mere
flesh wound which speedily healed ; but
he was nevertheless sentenced to have
"his right hand burned from his body
with flaming brimstone, the flesh torn
with red-hot pincers from his breast,
arms and calves, boiling oil poured into
the wounds thus made, and his body
torn limb from limb by four horses,"
all of which humane injunctions wero
scrupulously carried out. If this was
the punishment of an assassin who failed
in his purpose, what would have been
done to him had he succeeded? — New
There are 40,000 square miles of al
most unbroken forests in North Caro
lina, comprising pine, chestnut, oak,
maple, beech and hickory timber.
Xou can't eat enough in a week to last
you a year, and you can't advertise on
that plan either. — Home Sentinel.
!s?*Sw WEBSTER? B PRESENCE.
In tte speaking of Webster this was
very noticeable. His personal presence
was so remarkable, the figure and mien
so Olympian, the gleaming of the eyes
in the dusk of the swarthy and project
ing brow so weird, and the whole im
pression so imperial, that it was impossi
ble to suppose that what was said would
not be a3 weighty, majestic and memor
able as the speech of such a man ought
to be. That it was always so was not the
facf, but the grand aspect and manner
were so overpowering that it was im
possible not to recall the majestic pres
ence again and again, and to believe
that jou have heard a great speech. In
the famous Wyman case, when Mr.
Webster was associated with Mr. Choate,
he was suffering from his annual catarrh,
and his overcoat was buttoned closely
around him, and he constantly used a
huge red bandana handkerchief—one of
the eight, perhaps, which he said a
friend similarly affected "took" for a
remedy — and his voice was hoarse, and
he seemed to be half surly; but he pro
duced the same unquestionable effect of
power as when he stood in his blue and
bluff Whig uniform in the Senate on
one of his great field-days. At another
time he was announced to deliver a
lycetua lecture. J?he audience was im
mense. The expectation was very great.
Bat his discourse was a prolonged com-
Hion-place essay, absolutely unrelieved
by any felicity of phrase or striking
thought, and it seemed as if conscious
ness of the character of his disease
made him more majestic than ever. His
port was magnificent. The greatest of ora
tors i>leading sublimely for his country
in the very crisis of her fate could not
have had the air of saying momentous
and solemn truths more completely than
Webster upon this occasion when he
was saying notliing in particular. Prob
ably the great audience felt that they
had never received more fully the worth
of their money, and describe to their
children and grandchildren the imperial
grandeur of Webster as an orator. —
Editor* Easy Chair, in Harper's Maga
A London letter says: Type-setting
machines have had a fair trial in this
city at the office of the Times, having
been use for several years past There
is an idea extant that they are labor
saving machines, and this is so far exact
that they can be worked by boys, and
when once filled do their work with con
siderable rapidity. Concerning this
there is no difference of opinion.
When tho tiresome work of filling the
tube has been performed the type-setter
works quickly under Ihe care of a boy.
This being granted, even by the work
people themselves, it remains to con
sider the drawbacks to the type-setter in
n.^ • by the Times. It destroys a great
qu wtity of type, as much, it is said, as
tbree or four columns per diem. No
satisfactory method of "distributing"
the type for it lias yet been discovered,
and so they Lave fallen back upon an
automatic type-casting machine which
daily sends in page alter page of abso
lutely new type in tubes for the type
setter. A foundry lias been established
on the promises and the Times makes its
own typo. Every day three or four
o< Inmns are sent from the foundry into
the oiiice. It is also said, on good
authority, that at the Times office ..here
is .. iv -.iked indisposition to acknowledge
a Uilure of any kind; and that as the
type-setter ia what may be called a "fad'
of Mr. McDonald, the manager, it must
be made a success, or at least made to
appear one. There has been endles3
trouble with the machine; but, inasmuch
as the manager has made up his mind
that it shall succeed, everybody puts the
best face on the matter and lets it down
as easily as possible. It is hinted that
the accounts are made up so as not to ac
centuate too sharply the charges against
the type-setter. By these means a
species of spurious success has been
"manufactured" for composition by
machinery; while, in fact, it is a gross
failure from an economical or financial
point of view. The machine does its
work, it is true, and b? » % "show" is very
good; but it breaks mr-tb tb<%n i f saves.
MARTIN VAN liUREX.
Probably no character in our history
is so hard to analyze as that of Martin
Van Buren. The secret of his power
seems to have died with him. Tla was
not renowned as an orator, and yet tnnsi
have possessed great powers as an advo
cate. He is not usually credited with
having devised any great public meas
ures, yet, during the most important
epoch of his party's history, every meas
ure to which it owed success not only re
quired his approval, but showed his
shaping, modifying touclu He was not
eminent in debate, but was always a
leader of bis party in legislation. He is
said to nave been personally calm, self
poised and nnconfiding. He heard ev
ery one's opinion, but took no one's ad
vice. He was accounted shrewd and
cunning, but never was accused of per
sonal treachery. He wa3 cautious to
the verge of timidity, and, at the same
time, confident to the verge of rashness.
He never exulted over victory nor whim
pered at defeat. He had few personal
friends, but an amazing popular follow
ing. In theory he was the broadest of
democrats ; in practice the most exclu
sive of aristocrats. None of his as.-o
ciates seem to have regarded him with
affection, and few of his opponents
looked upon rnn> with animosity. Per
haps no political life in our history
shows so few mistakes. In no single in
stance did he fail to make the best of the
occasion, viewing it from his own stand
point; unless it were the last and great
est of his life — the opportunity to lead
the movement that eventually trans
formed the nation. He seems to have
had all men's regard, but to have given
Bone his trust. By his opponents he
was called cunning; by his followers sa
gacious. More justly than almost any
other politician, he may be said to have
achieved his own successes. Living, he
was the envy of all who would succeed;
dead, he has been the model of unnum
bered failures. Few statesmen would
covet his fame, fewer still do not envy
his success. He is the Sphinx of on*
history — the hidden hand in many great
events — a man in whom the elements
were so deftly mixed that no friend
knew his heart and no enemy ever camo
within his guard. — Our Continent.
« ONLY THE MANAGER."
At a station on one of the railrcad3
leading out of Detroit, the train had ar
rived and departed, when the station
agent, who had been in the place about
three weeks, and was looking for a call
every hour to come to Detroit and take
charge of the line, was approached by a
quick, well-dressed man, smoking a ci
gar, who asked:
•' Keep you pretty busy here ?"
"Yum," was the jerky reply.
" Business on the increase ?"
"Do you run this station?" asked
the quiet man, after a turn on the plat
"Nobody else runs it," growled tha
agent. "Have you got a patent car
"Want special freight rates, I sup
"I don't give you passes."
' ' I don't want any. "
" Waiting for the next train ?"
" Not particularly."
" Want to charter a car?"
The agent left him on the platform
and entered his office and busied him
self for half an hour, when the quiet
man looked in on him and asked :
"What's the salary of a position like
" That's my business," was the prompt
'• What's the income of this station ?"
"Aik the baggageman."
" Your name is , isn't it ?"
" Suppose it is ?"
"Oh, nothing much — only I'm the
general manager of the line, and I'd
like to exchange cards with you.
THE OLD MAN'S VETO.
An easy-going, honest-minded old
country merchant in lowa had been in
trade for a dozen years when he took* in
his son as a partner. The boy had. lived
in Chicago for three or four years and
was up to snuff. One day, after the
partnership had lasted six months, the
old man came down in the morning and
found the doors of the store closed, and
a sign. up to the effect that the firm had
failed. He walked over to his sou's
house and asked :
"James, did you lock the do ir?"
"What's the matter?"
"Yrhyi'wc have failed and- can only
pay 15 cents on the dollar."
"James," continued the old man, as he
pulled clown his hat, "I'm going down
to open . the door with a crow-bar and
resume business at 1,00 cent:? on the dol
lar! For thirteen long- years I have
given fifteen ounces to the pound, anS
measured both fingers with every yard
of cloth, and the idea of taking any
further advantage of the Lord goes agin
my conscience. Just consider that we
have resumed, and come along and
scrape out them sugar barrels."
it F A FAINTING PERSON DOWN.
It is surprising how everybody rushes
at a fainting person and strives to raise
him up, and especially to keep his head
erect. There must be an instinctive ap
prehension that if a person seized with
a fainting or other fit fall into the re
cumbent position death is more immi
nent. I must have driven a mile to-day
while a lady faulting was held upright.
I found her pulseless, white and appar
ently dying, and I believe that if I had
delayed ten minutes longer she would
really have died. I laid her head dewa
on a lower level than her body, and im
mediately color returned to her lips and
cheeks, and she became conscious. To
the excited grcup of friends I said: Al
ways remember this fact— namely, faint
ing is caused by a want of blood in the
brain; the heart ceases to act with
sufficient force to send the usual amount
of Wood to the brain, and hence tha
person loses consciousness because the
function of the brain ceases. Restore
the blood to the brain and instantly the
person recovers. Now, though the
blood is propelled to all parts of tha
body by the action of the heart, yet it ia
still under the influence of the laws oi
gravitation. In the erect position the
blcod ascends to the head against
gravitation, and the supply to the brain
is diminished, as compared with the re
cumb-jnt position, the heart's pulsation
being equal. If, then, you place a per*
son sitting whose heart has nearly
ceased to beat, his brain will fail to re
ceive blood, while if you lay him down,
with the head lower than the heart,
blood will run into the brain by the
mere force of gravity, and, in fainting,
in sufficient quantity to restore con
sciousnoss. Indeed, nature teaches na
how to manage the fainting persons, for
they always fall, and frequently are at
once restored by the recumbent position
into which they are thrown. — Medical
The cxi ?nditure of revenue forms th<
great level horn which all heights and
depths of legislative action are meaa.
nred. — James A. Ga^eld.