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MONTPELIER, VT., WEDNESDAY, JUNE 8, 1881.
Wealthy Folks In Ancient Timesjand Sow.
We occasionally re-id interesting ac
counts of thi! wealth hdiI extravag int ex
penditures ill nur railway kings, bonanza
kings ami othiT financial kings. There is
a certain fascination in these descriptions
of immense (lossessions and the personal
characteristics and hahits of those who
control thciu. That Vundorbilt pays a
small fortune for a picture, that Mrs
Astor wears diamonds worth $200,000 and
that Mis. Mac key gives a dinner at a cost
of $25,0(K), are facts which to the popular
Diiml have a peculiar charm. Ami un
iloiihtedly, thcro is an impression in some
quarters that the amassing of enormous
wealth and the attendant extarvagance
are things of comparatively modern
How far this impression is from the
truth may be seen by a glance at history,
which in this respect is really comforting
to us poor devils of the present day.
Pythes, or Pytliius, the Lydian Lord ol
Celrenie. was worth $16,000,000. Cyrus
returned from the conquest of Asia with
$.VX,000,000. Darius, during his reign,
had an income of $11,600 .000 a year. The
votive ottering of Oicasiis to the Delphian
god amounted to 1 .000,000. Alexander s
daily meal cost $1,700 lie paid the debts
of his soldiers, amounting to at least $10,
000,000, and made a present of $2,500,000
to the Thcssalians. the obsequies ol
Hephaestian are said to have co-it $1,500,
000. Aristotle's investigations in natural
history involved an expense of $1,000,000.
He left behind him a treasure of $5U,000,
000. The wealth of his satraps was ex
traordinary. One of them, Ilarpalus, ac
A lesiival of Ptolemy Philadolpbus cost
not less than $2,239,000. The treasure
of this king amounted tofc75,000,000.
There was immense wealth among the
Romans. Toe landed estate of Crocus
was valued at $S. 000,000, and his house at
$100,000. Caccilius Isidorus lost much,
but still left $.j.2:i5,000. Demetrius, a
freediuan of l'ompey, was worth $1,000,
000. Lentulus, the augur, possessed no
less than $17,000,000. Clodius paid $G10,
000 for his house, and he once swallowed
a pearl worth $40,000. Antony squander
ed altogether $733,000,000. Tiberus lufi
at his death $1 18,120,000, and Caligula
spent it all in less than a year. The ex
travagant Caligula paiil $150,000 for one
supper. Speaking of suppers, one meal
cost Heliiigalialus $100,000, and the sup
per of Lucullus at the Apollo cost $8,350.
Pegolius, a singer, could and did spend
$10,000 in live days.
Senaca had a fortune of $7,500,000.
Apicus was wortli about $5,000,000, and
after he had spent in his kitchen and other
wise squandered sums to the amount of
$l,16ti,000 he poijoneil himself leaving a
few hundered thousand. That Csssar was
very comfortably lixed, at least, is indi
cated by the fact that he presented Servil
lia, the mother of lirutus, a pearl worth
$200,000; another bit of evidence is the
large sum given to Panlus by Ctesur as a
bribe '282,000; and another is the fact
that he gave for a single pearl $27,000.
Curio must have been at one time pretty
sound financially, as he was able to con
tract debts to the amount of $2,500,000.
Tacitus informs us that Nero gave away
in presents to his friends $07,500,000.
The dresses of Lollia Paulina ihe rival ol
Agrippina were valued at $1,601 180.
This did not include her jewels. She wore
at one supper $1,502,500 worth of jewels,
and it was plain citizen s supper. She
was worth altogether $200,000,000. The
luxury of Puppae, beloved by Nero, was
nt least equal to that of Ijollia. Pallas, the
lover of Agrippina, left un estate in lauds
valued at $15,000,000. M. Scarus had a
villa worth $15,000,000, and this was only
a small part ot his immense fortune. The
villa was burnt by his slaves out of revenge
for some injury received.
The sums paid by the old Greeks and
Romans for works of art make the pre
sent price appear somewhat shabby.
Nicias, an artist, refused to sell one of
his pictures to King Attaus for $75,000,
choosing rather to present it to his coun
try as a gift. JNicias was a millionaire.
For a single figure by Aristides, King At
talus gave $125,000. Muason, the tyrant
of Klales, paid $20,000 for a small picture
by Aristides, representing a battle of the
Persians. Loesar was a generous patron
of art. He bought ot limomactius, a
painter of Athens, two figures, one repre
senting Ajax and the other Medea, for
which he paid $100,000.
Auelles received $20,000 for a portrait
of Alexander, which he painted on the
walls of tile Temple of Diana, at Ephesus.
Ptolemy paid Aralus $200,000 for some
old pictures by Melanthus and Pamphilus.
M. Agi ippa paid to the people of Cyzicus
$30,000 for two small paintings, and it
was he who built and bequeathed to his
countryman the magnMcent Thermos in
the Campius Martius, with their gardens.
libraries and porticoes one portion of
which, the Pantheon, still remains. Luci
us Mum m ins got a picture iu Greece, re-
presenting Father Bacchus, which King
Attalus valued at $250,000, hut Mummius
said that the price was too small and re
fused to sell.
The picture of Venus Anadyomene, by
Apelles, was sold for $125,000. Isocrates
received $20,1101) for one oration. Virgil,
for his lines on Marcellus, was rewarded
by a gift of about $10,000. For a single
dish of pottery the tragic actor of .Ksophus
paid $1,500. The Kiuperor Vitellius or
dered a dish to be made for him for which
a furnace was erected in the fields outside
the city, for $45,000. The colossal statue
of Mercury, made for the city of the
Averni in Gaul, by Zenodorus, cost $1,675,
000. Nero paid' $161,000 for a carpet. For
the famous statue of the Diademenos,
which was a bronze figure of life size re
presenting a youth tying a lillet round his
head, Polyclcitus received $125,000. And
again diopping art tor literature, it is re
lated that Tiberius presented to Asellius
Sabinus $20,000 for a dialogue he wrote
between a mushroom, a cabbage, an oys
ter and a thrush. Regarding the im
mense wealth possessed by lortune's favor
ites in ancient days, the mystery is, what
has become of all this gold and silver?
for the possessions ot these rich men and
women consisted chiefly of the clean
metal and precious stones.
There is no accounting for Its disappear
ance except on the theory that it passed,
from sight as vessels laden wnn precious
cargoes sink to the bottom of the sea and
are lost forever
The fact remains that in riches, extrav
agance and luxury the ancients excelled
railroad kings, bonanza kings and mer
chant princes of the present day. It is
fortunate, indeed that wealth is more
fairly divided than in olden times, and
there is reason to believe that as the world
grows older, and the political rights of
men are more freely acknowledged, an
restraints upon personal action are thrown
off, the accumulation of immense fortunes
will become less and less possible. C'Ai
In the once elegant country-seat of Lord
Baltimore, a few miles out of Washington,
a room in the second story is yet called
Clay's room, and is exactly as he left it.
The walls are painted green J the carpet
is green, with geometrical roses; a buffet
is di coratcd with painted china, over
whioh hang Clay's picture; the towering
bed has three steps beside it; his dusty
shoes of cloth and Datent leather are
where he left them, as is bis ink stand of
china; also a chair with a projecting leaf,
on which the Missouri oouiproniiae was
Human Sacrifices in Dahomey.
The missionaries sav the neonle r n
mild in disposition that thev find it dim.
cult to account for the horrible cruelties
practiced, except on the theory of the
influence of the fetish priests, who are
interested in having the bloody sacrifices
perpetuated. The number of human
beings annually sacrificed is estimated at
several thousand. The present king is
entirely under the infl lenee of the heathen
priests. He is known as the most power
ful aud ferocious ruler in that whole re
gion. Most of the lime he is tuakin? in
cursions in neighboring territories witli
his two famous regiments of Amazons.
During ten mouths of the vear. s.ivs a
French missionary, he makes incursions on
the neighboring territories, to catch as
large a number of slaves as possible. He
is chiefly assisted in this work bv his two
celebrated regiments of Amazons. The
prisoners made in these expeditions are
divided into three classes. One is sold to
the slave merchants of the interior, and
was formerly intended for the European
trader; one portion, chiefly women, is
fattened and sold to butchers, who, revolt
ing as the fact may be even to relate.
ipenlv sell human Hush in their shoos.
The third portion is reserved for the hu
man sacrihees, which takes place in the
months of August and September, during
the celebration of thu " Grand Customs."
These ceremouies h ivo a double purpose
that of pacifying Ogun, the god of war,
ami other deities, and also that of recall
ing the memory of dead kings and of
sending to them supplies of men and pro
visions. There exists a belief among the
savages, that a man passing into the future
life takes with him all that is placed in his
grave. For this reason, in Dahomey, as
in other savage countries, provisions are
placed in his grave. When a king dies,
all his women, slaves and ministers must
During the past year the king of Porto
Novo died of Kiison, administeded by a
rival for the throne. His funeral lasted
nine days. For tho whole of this time a
considerable number of human victims
were sacrificed every night in the fetish
forest, destined for the "Grand Customs."
The missionaries, from their neighboring
dwelling, could hear the cries of the suf
lerers, whose mutilated bodies were seen
every morning in the public squares of
tho town, arranged in lines The heads
had been cut off and nailed along the
walls of the royal palace.
At 8 o'clock on the morning of the ninth
day the new king and his suite, preceded
by the fetish priests, moved to the saored
wood, where the grave of the late king
had been dug. i he sacrifice begun. Seven
slaves were slain, and their blood was
mixed with earth to form a kind of plas
ter with which the gravo was lined. The
seven neaus ot ttie victims, with provis
ions of all kinds, were deposited at the
bottom. The body of the king was then
lowered. Next was seen approaching
nine of his women, in their brightest
garments, purposely intoxicated before
hand with copious doses of British tafia,
or rum. They crossed through the throng,
easting smiles on each side, believing
themselves the object of an ovation.
When they reached the edge of the open
grave, they were made to kneel down,
stunned with a blow on the head, belore
they had any suspicions, and thrown still
alive, down upon the body of their royal
SMuse. Earth was the flung in, to cover
the whole pile ol dead and living. At a
distance of a few steps a stake was
prepared. There the king's ministers
were to bo burnt. But those astute politi
cians had dressed up some slaves in their
rubes of office, who perished in their stead,
while they themselves made good their
The desire of the Chinese to have their
pictures taken amounts to a passion.
There is one firm in this city which does a
large business almost exclusively with
Chinese. Conversing with a veteran
photographer, who lias looked at more
Chinese homeliness through a camera than
any other man in the world, perhaps.
Chronicle reporter learned some facts about
the celestial desire tor portraits. " Xou
see," said he, pointing to a row ot photo
graphs in which a lot of ill-looking
Mongolians faced the seetator, with their
toes turned out and their arms akimbi
"all these are in the same position. It is
not once in a year that you find a China
man who wants to strike any other atti
tude. He believes that when he has bis
heels poiuting toward each other and his
elbows orooked as if they were cast-iron,
he is the picture of dignified repose. The
higher the social standing of the China
uian, tile stiffer he wants to look. White
people want to look as if they were utter
ly unconscious of sitting for their picture,
out the Chinese suoieut wants to nave
every lino of his faue and costume an
nounce that be has paid for his picture.
and that he is thinking of it. In the
points that white people ars most purticu.
lar about, the Chinese are thoroughly
careless. A Chinaman doesn't care
whether you touch up the wrinkles in his
lace or tone down thu unevenness of Ins
features. He does not seem to have an
eye for such things, but he wants every
lino of his dress brought out clearly as
possible, lie is particular to have hi
toes pointed out, and wants to have shoes
come out in the picture as plainly as his
hands and fan. He is bound to have
fan. If he has his picture taken with
bouquet of flowurs on the table by him, he
wants to see every flower done justice to.
The colder and the harder the picture and
the less light and shadow on it, the better
he likes it. Of what may be called the
essentials of a picture he has no regard
at all, but is scrupulously exact in his
ideas of the things that are not essentials
at all. Nothing would disgust a China.
man as much as to give him a thoroughly
artistic picture with a profusion of high
light aud correspondingly deep shadow
lie wants ii to be like himself, without
color." San Fraw.isco Chronicle.
Homesickness an Actual Diseasb.
Most people have a notion of what
homesickness is, many have suffered from
it, but it hits been lett to a distinguished
French physician to classify it as an actual
disease. M. 11. Roy finds that it Is un
common among children and old folks,
and more frequent among men than
women. Those who are most liable to it
are the young conscripts drawn from the
country who join the infantry. Town lads
are too accuslomod to change and bustle
to lie readily susceptible, while the cavalry
soldier is supposed to be too busy to .have
time to devout much attention to home
and its concerns. Dr. Rey considers
nostalgia (that is, homesickness) a form
of insanity. Its symtoms are that the pa
tient becomes sad and moody, forbears to
eat, retires to weep solus cum solo, and
irives Inmsell up to reveries ot Home, in
the second stage, he wears the asct of
ill-health, suffers from headache and sleep
lessness, and should the disease advance,
delirium, prostration and decay set in, ter
ruinating in death. Occasionally veterans
also are afflicted with the malady. This
generally happens when lighting has to be
done in retreat, in me oiuerness oi ueicat,
when they leel forsaken, cold, hungry,
when they have to sleep on damp gronnd,
agonized from thirst caused by their
wounds, when they are taken prisoners,
and become familiar with the strange bed
fellows that misery acquaints them with
in these oiroumslnnces, utterly downcast
and disheartened, the old soldier thinks of
bis home, bis aged parents, bis wife and
bairns, with keenest, liveliest memory, and
a severe attack of nostalgia is added to the
other ailments of whieb be is already the
victim. (Jas$eU'l Magazine.
rHK Bl.l K AMD THI OaMY. '
mkt. a. t. aocoa.
OeUmtred at (A Memnriai Kamtim in Hammond Hall,
Ludtow, Jfay SuCA.
Ood loveta tba blua :
H wromrat It throiiirh
Th. fohu of the murhty asa;
And th. curtain that hid. Hi. faoa from vl.w
Are sullied witb the nme unfading hue
Hilar up for eteru Hy.
Our brave boys foiia-hl
Id the color Ood loyee, arrayed,
Tho1 the Union dissolve for whioh they wrong-tit,
Audtbelr dearest hopea all come to naught.
I He blue will never fade
O'er the throne of Ood,
Uuder the eod.
Our noble dead wrapt round.
TUrouirh the realms of space, so tua-o and broad
That wmifs uever pierced and feet ne'er trod,
The sacred blue Is found.
While the centuries slow
Shall come and go,
And the nations rise and fall.
It is sweet to the nortueru heart to know
That the sacred blue, with the sura, shall glow
Forever, and over all.
The s-ray Is a dead
And useless shred.
The sport of the wild wind's breath-
A poisonous Send In the marshes bred
The robe of a spectre from Hades fled-
A shade from the vale of death.
All the mists are gray; '
At dswn of day.
Like the shades of ill. they depsrt I
So, the cloth of irray is hidluir away
As a Kuilty thing; but the blue shall sUy
In the Bky aud the nation's heart.
How the gray will blind
And hauncVne mind
Witb the strange forebodings of doom 1
But the blue is pure, and tender, and kind.
With a radiant soul in its deeps enshrined
That warms and scatters the gloom.
Oid loveth the blue;
We love it, too,
For gray-clad hosts from the south
n open rebellion gathered and grew:
But the blue rose up and smote them through.
And charged at the cannon' s mouth !
While the thousands fell,
Throngh hot and shell
They swept o'er the mouutaln steeps,
And answered the rebels' savage yell
With thunder of cannon fire of hell.
And piled them up in heapa.
That terrible day
When the blue aud gray
For a four -years' struggle met;
Whmi Ood seemed never to hear us pray,
And the hopes of the strongest died away
The memory haunts us yet.
For the brave who rest
In blue cloth drest ,
As they fell In that bloody strife.
Ws scatter, to-day, with grief suppressed.
The flowers of sprlng.-her flrst snd her bust,-
Sweet emblems of endless life.
'TIs all we'ean bring
These flowers of spring
The wealth of golden May;
But ipeei-b cannot fashion, nor angel slug,
rue tender, dlvtue, and passionate thing
We mean the flowers should say.
Iu purple aud red
Our love is said:
Iu the blue and the snowy bloom
We litter a sneoculess grief for the dead.
And send them back, for their blood once shed.
Our love in the sweet perfume.
No pitytug gaze,
No nrayer for grace ,
Had these noble boys of ours:
But they died, all alone, In a bloody place.
And nobody kissud them on the faoe.
But we kiss them now with flowers.
Oh ! they died stone.
And made tuelr moan
Where death-hall round them swept:
And their sad good-be was the bugle blown.
Their windin sbect s blue cloak thrown
Around them as they slept.
And they died tor you
The boys in blue;
'Twas a sacrifice suhlime !
For the many, perished the noble few;
Aud blossom and love shall be their due
From the nation, through all time.
Bring the sweet, the rare,
Aud All the air
With the flowers' fragrant breath;
And let every patriot bosom bear
For the dead sweat love, for the mourning, prsyer,
As we move to the place of death.
And wtieu through the street
With offering sweet
We pass, let our thoughts be given
To the boys who followed the war-drum's beat.
Aod peacefully now their comrades greet
In the tender light of Heaven.
They have left the field,
Their wouuds are healed,
And finished each wearv tramp:
Their arms are piled aud their cannon sealed;
The sruiy has faced about and wheeled
All into the silent camp.
No treacherous foes
Break the repose
They won in the fearful strife:
The legions of Ood sbont them close,
And through the midst of the camp there flows
The river of water of life.
Face tender and fair
The heavens wear.
And all is serene and stilt:
NoghaHtly prisons are frowning there.
Tombs, disease, sUrvation, despair,
No Libby or Audersonvllle.
And would that the dead
Could huar us tread
Iu the grave-yard on the hill;
Could see the tears that are frei ly shed,
And hear the w.irds that are sung aud said.
Aud know that we love them stl 11.
They have heard the boom
From the guns of doom
That swept their ranks away ;
Ob, would that into each narrow room
Our songs could float, with the awest perfume
or the noweis we strew to-day !
How we wish they knew !
It may be true
Home messenger of Heaven
Shall tell to the hoys who wore the blue
The sacred thing that to-day we do
For their lives so freely given.
.Nor need it he told
As truth too bold,
Or a thing incredible,
That the spirit forms which the Heavens enfold
May the scenes of this hour with Joy behold
Be of us and with na sUll.
But the visions grow
Mure clear, and. lo !
A stir in the camp is made:
Theti' forms are hurrying to aud fro.
Eyes sparkle with Joy, and faces glow;
Are they mustering on parade?
It seems that to-day,
In grand array,
They gather Iu light afar:
While the angels crown with garlands of bay.
And the flowers of Heaven's eternal May,
Our heroes who died In war.
Now earthward they sweep
In columns deep;
Their colors aloft they bear;
The tides of new life through their pulses leap ;
A solid, unbroken frontlhey keep;
And now they halt in mid-air.
There lan't the trace
Of blood on a face.
To tell how they bleeding died ; (grace
Their limbs have grown strung; they move withe the
Of them that inhabit some holy place ;
They look like the glorified.
Oh, list to our song,
ImmorUl throng 1
Sweep near, as we raise the strain t
Your souls were true and your htaru wart stroog ;
Ye died to conquer that southern wrong.
And ye did Dot die In vain.
The nation is free I
From sea to aea
The stars and stripes we view !
All honor snd lasting glory be
To Ood, who gave us the victory.
And the boys who fought In blue.
If the blue had falled,
Tbe gray prevailed,
And the alave still wore his chain:
If the rebel fleets o'er the ocean sailed,
And the flag with bars from the White House trailed;.
The glory would sUll reman.
Flowers fade , whiob wa strew ;
Is blossom without decay I
Olory enough eternity through
To have worn for home aod for right the blue.
When they might beva worn the gray.
For the love of the right
To fall In fight.
At the noon of youth's glad days,
With a futur. before us filled with light.
Is sweeter than wrong with conqtMrlng might.
Or th. flowers of all the Maya.
But what shall they say
Tbeee flowers of May
Whioh about the graves we strew?
Shall they bear to the boys who wore the grsy
A message of love, aa they do to-day,
To the boye who wore tne blue?
God's mind ruflneth through
The flowers, the hue
Of His thoughu on each Is shed ;
And kindly Hethinketh of all the true.
Nor asks if they won the gray or tbs bias.
When He decks with flowers fits dead.
There were some, we trust.
Who thought It Just
To draw the sword for the gray
God's pity on them ! peace to their dust I
But some were guilty of crime, aud must
Be Judged at the Judgment Day.
They Buffered defeat;
It were cruel In ua to blame:
For thongh they wiD Haven'a highest seat.
It ne'er oan make the memory aweet
That they wore the gray of ahame.
To have fought ao well
Through shot and shell
For thelwrong, must ever smiU
All noble hearu witb the pangs of hell.
Though Ood and the angels love them well.
And they walk the streets of light
As they see the hue
Of the aacred blue
In the bow above the throne-
In the flowera strewn Heaven 'a garden through
In the tender nky, it may sweetly woo
Them to love It aa their own.
Oh. pity, to-day,
Tbe boys in gray
Who fell for the flag with bars!
For their sorrowing homes we'll ever pray ;
But the flowers of May ou their gravea we lay
Wbo fought for the flag with sUrs.
Ntill pity the foe !
He lieth low.
And his grave shall have its flowers:
For him will the tears of sorrow flow,
And the south above bis dust shall show
A grief as pure as ours;
For love lies one strain
A sad refrain
For the dead, the wide world through;
And each mother-heart has the same fierce pain
For children numbered among the slain.
Wearing the gray or the blue.
Noft, sweet be their rest
In blue cloth drest;
In the gray, soft, sweet their Bleep;
And Ood iu His mercy send H Is best;
His tenderest love, to all the distressed:
His oomfort to them that weep.
Home are lying low.
But where, none kuow
Home wrapt in tbe blue, aome gray.
O'er these shall our Ood his flowers strow.
And His Boft wiuds, sweeping to and fro,
Shall bear them ou r love , to-day .
When cometh this day
And none shall lay
On the soldier's grave a bloom.
Ood give lis a frozen, flowerloss May,
And hide the BUrs and stripes away.
In the everlsBUng gloom.
When the soldiers' claim
To deathless fame
The nation shall deny,
May Ood strike deeply into her name
The brand of an never-eudlng shame,
And let her memory die.
They sowed not in vain,
We reap the gral n
Tbe blessing of peace is ours.
Ood help ub to guard the purchase of pain
Till we meet the loved and the lost again !
Oo I carry the dead your flowers !
Anecdotes of Lincoln.
Mr. L. J. Cist has collected for a Cin
cinnati paper somo interesting anecdotes
of the martyred President. In 1832, when
23 years old. Lmooln was induced to run
as a whig candidate for the legislature, and
made his maiden speech as follows:
Gentlemen, Fellow-citizens: I presume
you all know who I am. I am humbly
Abraham Lincoln. I have been solicited
by many friends to become a candidate
for the legislature. My politics are short
and sweet, like an old woman's dance. I
am in favor of a national bank. I am in
favor of the internal improvement syslom
and a protective tariff. These are my
sentiments and political principles. If
elected, will be thankful. If not, it's all
the same." lie was not elected at that
There reside ! in Springfield, in 1860, an
Irish laborer, John McCarthy by name, a
red hot democrat. Shortly after the pres
idential election, Mr. Lincoln was walk
ing past the public square, where John
was at work clearing out the gutter. As
the president-eleot drew near, McCarthy
pausing in his work and holding out his
band said bluntly : "An' so yer elected
president, are yerr Faith, an it wasn t
by my vote you wur." "Well, yes, John,
replied Mr. Lincoln shaking hands very
cordially, "the papers say I'm elected,
but it seems odd I should be when vou
went against me." "Well, Misther Lin
coln," said John dropping bis voice, lest
some brother democrat should hear him.
I'm glad you got it, after all. It's mighty
little paoe I've had wid Biddy for votin'
fornist ye, an' if ye'd been bate she'd have
druvo me from the shanty as shure's the
wurrild." "Give my compliments to Bid
dy, John, and tell her I'll think seriously
of the woman's suffrage," said Mr. Lincoln
with a smile as he passed on to his ofnue.
President Lincoln once said that the best
story he ever read in the papers about him-
If was this: iwo yuakeresses were
traveling on the railroad, and were heard
discussing the probable result of the war.
"I tnink, said one "that Jotterson will
succeed." "Why does thee think so?
asked the other. "Because Jefferson is a
praying man." And so is Abraham a
praying man." "Yes, but the Iord will
think Aarahf m is only joking," doubtful
ly replied the first.
Alter a state eleotion in JNew l orn in
which the republican party was defeated,
Mr. Lincoln was asked how he felt after
having heard the news. He replied :
"Somewhat like the boy in Kentucky who
stubbed his toe while running to see his
sweeetbeart. He said be was too big to
cry and too badly hurt to laugh.
During the spring of 1804, a friend in
conversation with Mr. Lincoln about the
approaching presidential election, . said
nothing oonld defeat him but Grant's cap
ture or Kicnmond, followed by his nomi
nation and acoepjance. "Well," said tbe
president, "I feel very much like the man
wbo said he didn't want to die particular
ly but it be had got to die that was pre
cisely the disease he would like to die of."
In the summer of 1862, Gen. McClol
lan wrote from the peninsul" r a long letter
to the president, giving him advice as to
the general politics of the country, and
how to carry on the affairs of the nation.
" What did you reply ?" asked some one
of Mr. Lincoln. " Nothing, but it made
me think of the Irishman whose borse
kicked up and caught his foot in tbe stir
rup. Arrah !' said he, if you are going
to got on, I will get off.' "
Omom of Wife. Says Ruskln : " What
do you think the beautiful word ' wife '
comes from ? It is the great word in which
tbe English and Latin languages oonquer
ed the French and Greek. I hope the
French will some day get a word for it
instead of femme. But what do you think
it comes from P The great value of the
Saxon words is that they mean something.
Wife means ' weaver!' You must either
be house-wives or house-moths, remember
that. In the deep sense, you must either
weave men's fortunes and embroider
them, or feed upon them and bring them
to necay. w oerever a true wile comes.
borne Is always around her. The stars
may be over her bead, the slow-worm in
the night's oold grass may be the fire at
her feet, but home is where she is, and for
a noble woman it stretches far around ber,
better than bouses ceiled with cedar or
painted wiin vermilion sbeddinir its
auiet light for those who else are borne
less. Ibis, I believe, is the woman's true
plaoe and power."
A Tragic Incident.
In 1862 when Mourawiefl, the lieutenant
of the dead czar, was carrying out his
cruel and barbaric crusade against the in
cipient rebel lion in rolano, a young stu
dent of that country, attending the nniver- i n.l P'00"0 J'H during the long pe
siiv of Dhrnat. returnod home one dav i no" namwl Ihe taxes on it amount
with a half dozen companions, whom tie
had promised to entertain in his father's
bouse. They entered, and a gho-tly spec
tacle met their view. The whole family
lay massacred, while the mother and sis er
of the young Pole had been hatefully treat
ed by Moorawiuff's brutal soldiery, drunk
witb woo. Iky.
Tbe students, struck dumb with horror,
stood silent on the Boor, while the bereaved
boy sat down by a little table, on which
was laid his right hand, while his left hung
loosely by his side. At first his compan
ions, who were Russians expected a violent
outburst of rage against them a"d their
country. But suddenly the face of tho
Pole became deathlike, and from his glassy
eyes tears began to stream over his downy
Terrified and choking with grief, his
companions, approaching him, exclaimed,
" htanisilas, Stanisllas, come to yourself
again, and by the living God we will
avenge this wroug." The youth did not
reply. By and by the tears ceased to flow,
the eyes rolled in their sockets, there was
a heavy sigh, and Stanisilus was no moie.
Kneeling round the body ol their dead
companion, the bandlul ol Kussian stu
dents bound themselves by a solemn oatti
to work out the ruin of the tyranny which
had thus disgraced their fatherland. Such,
according lo one of its most authoritative
organs, was the origin ot nihilism, which
ever since has carneit on a war the most
desperate, aqd which now claims as its
latest victim the august ruler of more than
80,000,000 of people. They were students
who first concocted the conspiracy they
are students, men and women of the stu
dent class, who have since mainly swollen
its ranks, and. as the current reports go to
show, nihilism has found in students the
instrument of its latest aud most terrible
vengeance. Glasgow Daily Mail.
A Parmambntaky Boy. Mr. Rogers,
of Third street, has a son Thomas, who
was sent off to Lansing on a visit some
weeks ago, and it seems that the hoy put
in much of his time around the state house
and took a deep interest in the proceedings
of the legislative body. He came home full
of parliamentary tactics. At dinner he mov
ed to reconsider tho vote by which boiled
ham Wits placed on tho bill of fare, and
demanded the ayes and noes on the ques
tion of a new pair of rubber b'Wts and a
velociiiede. He hadn't been homo two
days before he said to his mother:
I move the previous question on that
hnnk of maple sugar in the pantry."
' Yon can I have it.
' But I must. My motion cuts off all
debate, and I shall announce the question
as carried in the affirmative."
His father suggested the idea of an
hour's exercise with the ax, hut the boy
called for a general "expression of opinion
and succeeded in passing a vole to recom
mit the question to the committee on rules
for amendment. Tilings went on in this
way for a week, and finally the old man
had enough ol it and felt called upon to
administer a caution.
'Don't you know that an amendment
takes precedence of the question itself P"
replied the boy. " I amend as follows:
" ttexoluta, mat this lamuy recognize
Cushing's Manual ' as standard authority
on questions of debate. Are you ready for
tho question ?"
' No sir ! replied the olil man.
' Do you wish for a oall of the house?"
' I wish you to understand that your
talk displeases me."
' Well, while I mnt rospeet the rights
of the minority, 1 still feol that it would
be a safer plan to table our motion. It
can come up again under tho head of ' un
In about ten minutes the old man was
ready for him iu tho wood shed, and he
' There is a quorum present aud we
will proceed to business."
'I move we take a recess," replied tne
boy as his back began to ache.
" Can t do it, ' said tile lather, as ne hung
up his hat. I am now going into commit
tee of the whole on the whaling business,
and if I can't tan your jacket in ten min-
1 shall ask leave to sit again, stand out
' Please call mother to the chair," plead
ed the youth, but it was no go. The old
man had a two Hums vote on mm, "tin tne
question was so well settled that the boy
was able to buy two bars of soap at a gro
cery that afternoon without a single allu
sion to Cushing. Detroit Free Press.
Livino in Style. Fashionable living
brings many trials upon its victims, and
the mistress of a well-kopt house finds her
fatigue greater than her enjoyment. I ake
one item alone. Have any of our readers
tried to estimate the work to be done in
simply washing the dishes after a well
served not a stylish dinner? I once had
the curiosity to count the dishes used lor a
party of six people as the servant girl was
washing them. There were one hundred
and sixteen different articles to be handled
over, each three times washing, rinsing
and wiping. " What an elaborate dinner!"
Not at all. Count the soup plates and
spoons, the meat plates, knives anil forks :
a separate saucer and spoon for suecotash,
tomatoes, and sauce; meat platters and
carvers; vegetable dishes, coffee cups,
saucers and spoons, etc. To look on the
table there do not seem so many articles,
but wash and wipe them yourself and count
as you proceed and after that you will have
more respect for the work necessary lo
keep the dining room in order. But the
toil of providing for the house and the table
is but trifling compared with that which
is exacted by lash ion in dress, amuse
monts and the prescribed amount of " calls
Interchanged. Kven if the cares of a
household are sometimes severe and over
tax tbe strength, yet there is a chance for
the full and healthful exercise of the whole
body, and a good amount of it in the open
air. But what .benefit oan be extructod
from thu selecting and making of an elab
orate dross of the dayP Is it any wonder
that the fashionable woman Is always tired P
Hunting for a Place. A good many
people spend all their life time hunting for
the place in this world whieb thoy were
intended to fill. Thoy never settle down
to unvthina with any restful or contented
feeling. What they are doing now is not
by any means tbe work that is suited to
their abilities. Thoy have a sunny Ideal
of a very noble life which they would like
to reach, in which iheir powers would find
free scope, and where thev oould make a
very bright record. But in their present
condition they oannot do much ot any
thing; and there is little use to try; their
life is a humdrum and prosy routine, and
they can accomplish nothing really worthy
and beautiful. So they go on, discontent
ed witb their own lot and sighing for
another; and while they sigh the years
glide away, and soon they will come to tbe
end, to find they have missea every oppor.
tunity of doing anything worthy of an
immortal being in the passage to eternity.
Tbe truth is one's vocation is never some
far off possibility. It is always tbe simple
round of duties that the passing hour
brings. No day is commonplace If we only
- 1 h,i tn we its splendor.
duty that comes to our band but brings to
U1 (iie possibility of kingly service.
mere is no
A MKTuoroLiTAN Mystf-kt. There are
in Broadway three five-story marble front
buildings whioh have stood idle for fifteen
years. This property should be good for
$50,000 a year at the very least. It has
probably to J10.O00 a year. The interest
on the money invested in it must be at
least as much more. If it were rented
like other probity, it would have viel.led
at least $750,001) in the time named. In
stead of that it has cost the owners in taxes
and interest not less than $30(1,000. Why
is it not rented ? Nobody knows. There
it stands year after year, a monument of
vaoanoy and heavy loss. " To let " bills
are on it all the time, bnt it does not let.
It belongs to a wealthy family in France,
who sent money here many years ago for
investment. They have never seen it and
its control is entirely in the hands of an
agent. He watches it closely, and is al
ways polite to persons making inquiry
about it ; but for some inexplicable reason
he never strikes a bargain with any one.
A gentleman, during a visit to France a
few years ago, triel to see the head of the
family that owns it for the purpose of no
gotiating for it, bnt the Frenohman. a e-ruff
old count, would not give him an inter
view. The properly is going to decay in
the heart of the busiest part of New York .
The story as told bv a sophomore to bis
little sister: Mary was the proprietress of
a diminutive, incipient sheep, whose outer
covering was as devoid of color as con
gealed atmospheric vapor, anil to all local
ities to which Mary perambulated her
young Southdown was morally sure to fol
low. It tagged her to the dispensary of
learning one diurnal section of time, which
was contrary to all precedent, and excited
caehination of tbe seminary attendants
when they perceived the presence of a
young mutton at the establishment of in
struction. Consequently the preceptor
expelled him from the interior, hut he con
tinued to remain in the immediate vicinity,
ami oontlnued in the neighborhood with
out fretfulness until Mary once more be
came visible. " VVhat caused this speci
men of tho genus ovis to bestow so much
affection on Mary ?" the impetuous progeny
vociferated. " Because Mary reciprocated
the wool-producer's esteem, you under
stand," the tutor answered back.
Laml and Water tells a curious story of
an old country vicar of the sporting school.
A marriage ceremony had been fixed, but
it was a fine September morning, the oler
gytnan loved his guu, and so forgetful of
the momentous knot he was to be the in
strument of tying, he sauntered forth into
the stubbles of his glebe. He had not been
out long before he got a shot; but scarcely
had lie done so when be beard the well
known voice of the parish clerk shouting
after bim: "Sir, the young peeple bo
ready, and be at the church awaiting."
" Bless me," said the old gentleman, " I
forgot; I'll be there in a moment." He
hastily picked up the partridge he had
shot, and putting it in his pocket, he hur
ried to the church. In tbe midst of the
ceremony something was seen to be flut
tering under his surplice, and in a mo
ment, to the astonishment of everybody,
out from its folds flew tbe partridge, for
it had been more stunned than killed,
" Oh, dear ; there goes the bird," involun
tarily exclaimed the vioar. " It's all right,
sir," replied ihe clerk; "she can't get out,
and she's gone into the squire's pew."
Reformers in Kentucky have suffered,
as most reformers do. by an accession of
bogus reformers. The regulators were
banded for the purpose of lynching bad
characters, and for several years perform
ed the functions of judges, jurors and exe
cutioners in several of the wild eounties.
Then the outlaws formed regulator lodges
and committed numerous outrages on
respectable people ill the guise of pure
minded lynchers. Now an order stylod
moderators has been formed for the sake
of regulating the regulators.
Innocknck. The old lady kept a private
bottle from which she refreshed herself
from time to time, as she felt the need,
though none of the family knew it. One
evening her daughter. In rummaging
through Ihe pantry for doughnuts for her
beau, spied ihe bottle and had the curiosity
to draw the cork and apply her nose to the
aperture, at which moment the old lady
hovered in sigh tand angrily demanded:
" Well are you any wiser that you woreP
What do you suppose it is?" " I don't
know what it is mamma," answered the
shrinking maiden, " but it smells just like
Charlie's moustache "
There is one thing I would be glad to
see more parents understand, namely, that
when they spend money judiciously to im
prove and adorn tho house, and the
grounds around it, they are in effect pay
ing their children a premium to stay at
home, as much as possible, lo enjoy it; but
when they spend money unnecessarily in
fine clothing and jewelry for those children
they are paying gliom a premium to spend
their time away irom Dome, that is, in
those places where they can attract the
most attention, and make the most display.
All About a Finof-k. A Cleveland
man sold a finger to a surgeon, to be trans
ferred to a wealthy patient's incomplete
hand, the price was one hundred dollars
Half wits paid down on amputation, and
the other nail has become the subiect of a
lawsuit, the tormer owner of the finger
iieinamis us return, in ueiauil ot payment
and tbe question arises whether a judge
can oruer it cut on tne nana ol the present
Neither of them was over ten years old,
One leaned against the fence, and the
other rubbed his back against a lamp post,
and they eyed each other for a long time.
Then one of them said, "My mother has
got a new sealskin saoque, and yours
hain't." "I don'tcare." replied the other.
"She frizzes her hair and uses paint, and
mat s just as tony.
' An every-day religion one that loves
tbe duties of our common walk; one that
makes an honest man ; one that accom
plishes an intellectual and moral growth
in the subject; one that works in all
weather, and improves all opportunities
will best and most healthily promote tbe
growth of achuroh and the power of the
All truly consecrated men learn, little by
little, that what they are consecrated to is
not joy or sorrow, but a divine idea and a
profound obedience, whieb can find their
full outward expression, not in joy and
not in sorrow, but in the mysterious and
inseparable mingling of the two. Phil
Henry Ward Beecher once said to bis
congregation in a sermon on borne life and
hospitality: "I honor the woman who
comes to me when I oall. In a dress suited
to ber work. I don't like to bit buried in
plush in tbe parlor waiting three-quarters
of an hour tor a toilet. What is good
enough for you ts good enough fir your
Men's lives should be like the day
! more beautiful in tbe evening; or like tbe
summer agiow witD promise; and like
tbe autumn rich with golden sheaves,
where good work and deeds have ripened
on tbe field. J
The Honest Irishman;
A ToUK IN TUB BKITISH ISI.KS.
Having, as a moderate drinking tourist,
in 18115. visited the different places of in
terest in England, Ireland and Scotland,
and having recently completed a gospol
temperance campaign, extending ovor a
period of three years, and covering the
important points in tho three kingdoms,
my readers are invited to journey with me
ovor these countries on a brief tour of in
spection and pleasure.
American tourists should supply them
selves with " Harper's Guide," land at
Queenstown, receive the beggars' welcome
to their Emerald Isle, dispense a few pen
nies, and then take the oars for Cork. Here
they will find a mixture of noble streets,
broad quays, and dirty, ill-paved lanes,
encircled by a frame work of beautiful
scenery. Should they desire to be an fait
in eloquence and palaver thev must not
fail to visit Blarney Castle and kiss the
Blarney-stone. From here a short ride bv
rail brings into view the Killarney hills,
when all else is forgotten in watching the
beautiful outlines and purple hues of these
At this place I found an honest Irishman.
Having taken our -oats in the cars, a rail
way porter came to the w'udow, and,
reaching forth his hand with a gold sover
eign in it, said : " Does that belong to you,
Sir?" Looking at him in utter amaze
ment, I answered: " How do I knowP"
" Well, sir, I foun l it in tfie omnibus, and
as you were the on'v passenor, I tmuorine
that it is yours." Fixing upon him a look
of astonishment. I replied: " I should like
to have your photograph." " Oh, I have
never had it takon, your honor." In replv
to this I said : " I have bad to do with
multitudes o( mon ; but for honest integ
rity you overtop them all. Your picture
in America would be a curiosity." Then
taking the sovereign, thanking him for his
fidelity, and placing in his hand ten shil
lings, we left him a rioher and a happior
Passing through the lake-beauties which
nature has scattered so prodigally over this
favored region, we hasten on to Dublin.
whose places of interest are too numerous
for us to mention. Here we find the head
quarters of the Irish temperance league,
doing a grand work for the cause in Sun
day dosing; this act having already re
duced the number of Sunday arrests more
than one half.
In a hall in this oity, at tho close of a
meeting, while urging the people to sign
the pledge, and offering ten dollars to any
one who would give a good reason for not
signing, a young man said : " The reason
I don't sign is because I want to drink."
May not this be the obstacle in the way of
many who are not honest enough to oon-
fess it? Taking the young man by the
hand, I said: "Yon are an honest irish
man. May God bless you !"
From Dublin we j lurnoy northwards to
Rosstrevor. the sweetest little watering-
place in tho throe kingdoms, anil one of
the most beautiful soots in Ireland. Here
Lord Newry has expended large sums of
money in building an I furnishing a first-
class hotel, and in beautifying the grounds
We are now in the land of fl tx. Acres
of blue blossoms are spread out before us
during the month of July; while all the
year round the green grass isoovered with
linens, white as the driven snow.
On the route to Bnliast wo find tho mode!
town of Bassbrook, and the finest grev
granite quarry iu Ireland. From it beau
tiful monuments are wrought out for En
rope and America, and of it tho mill, which
is six hundred aud forty feet long, is built.
The town as our picture indicates is
beautifully located amidst the high hills of
Newry. Here we soe factory-life without
factory abominations, Ihe mill being con
trolled by " The Bassbrook Spinning Com
pany," while the town, and almost every
thing in the town, with six thousand acres
of land sround it, belong lo Mr. John G.
Richardson, a wealthy, benevolent, public-
spirited member of the society of friends,
who, thirty years ago, banished drink from
the town, with these marvellous results:
At Bessbrook At Bessbrook
f Public house,
I Police court.
Police offi :e,
while the cost of maintaining the govern
ment ol tiessurooK is not one-tourth so
muoh as the cost of other towns of the
same size in Ireland.
Looking upon this scene brings lo one's
mind the vivid recollections of the days of
American slavery, and the conscientious
" Anti-slavery society," whose members,
thirty years ago, persisted tn calling for
and wearing " Free labor goods," until
they not only created a demand for them,
but thoy educated the people, causing them
to think ; and in that way did more to
break the shackles of slavery than any
other class in the United states.
Is it not the duly ot every friend of tem
perance to patronize such places as Bess,
brook, Saltairo, St. Johusburg, Vineland,
and Ocean Grove ?
Have we not reached that point in the
conflict when every total abstainer should
insist upon having their goods manufac
tured by teetotal workmen P Shall we not
petition our railways, steamships, and
steamboat lines, to employ none but tee
total men in their various departments ?
Being removed from the effects of intox
icants, the muscles are stronger, the nerves
steadier, the perceptive faculties quicken
ed, and judgment improved. This is pre
eminently the case at Bessbrook, where
the linens have long borne the highest
repute in the great markets of the world
By calling for them, and urging merchants
to Keep them in stock, a good work may
be done tor the oause of temperance
To realize more vividly the effects of
drink, let us visit the small market village
of Carnlough, one mile from Bessbrook,
with less than three hundred inhabitants,
and eight public houses. This village is
on the land of Mr. Richardson, but the for
mer proprietor of it gave leases in perpe
tuity to the owners of the dram shops; and
although Dir. Kichardson nas used every
effort In his power to get rid of them, be
is compelled to keop tn this little place
four polioemen to watch over a population
of less than three hundred; while in Bess
brook, with a population of four thousand
there is not, nor has thore been for thirty
years, a policemen o any kind
How shall tne towns or Amerloa be
brought to this condition ? The answer is
Join tbe grand army of temperance
" Have Faith w God."
Vote as you pray ; pray as you vote.
We now hasten on to Belfast, the ohief
linen mart of tbe world. Here the tern
porance cause is growing in favor and
power. Here we bad one of the most en
thusiastic temperanoe meetings ever oon
vened in any country over four hundred
taking tbe pledge in our meeting, and
arousing the Irish enthusiasm to a pitch
oi wua excitement.
From this point, tbe Giant's Causeway,
one of the seven wonders of tbe world,
should he visited. A hen a little shaking
up on tbe Irish channel, and we find our
selves in Sootland. Here dwell tbe hard
est drinkers and tbe most Inveterate tem-
C ranee advocates the world can produce,
.adln&rat Greenock, and - visiting- G1m.
sow, Edinburgh, tbe Highlands, and, the
lakes, we shall be ready for a journey
through Ayr (the home, of Burns, witb tea
thousand people aud twelve moderate-
drinking ministers) to Keswick, a lovely
spot. t the head of the benutiful English
lakes. Here, during a conference for the
promotion of holiness one of our most
iicoessful temperance meetings was held.
In it several moderate drinkers, who were
In attendance as teachers of the doctrine
of holiness, were converted to total abstl-
There are so many points of interest in
England, our meetinss have been so nu
merous, so varied, and God's blessins upon
them so marked, that we can only speak
of the country and work, in general terms.
flavini traveled through England. Ireland.
Scotland, over the continent through Can
ada, the West India Islands, and thirty
five of the United States, I ran truly say
that England is the most beautiful country
I have ever seen. Here the tempersnce
cause is makin? rapid strides. The Hon.
John Hrisht said to me. as he hade me
good bve, " 1 hope we shsll grow; hut If
ever this temperance cause amounts to
anything, the church of Christ must take
the front rank." I am glad to be able to
report that it is rapidly approaching that
position. When we landed m England in
the spring of 187f, there were only seven
teen hundred of the clergy who were
pl"dgod abstainers; but. thanks to the
"htireh of England temperance societv,
they now number over five thousand,
and the di-senters are advancing quite as
At Birmingham, on a single Sunday.
during our conference, one hundred and
forty-six temperance sermons were preach
ed in the churches and chapels.
A committee of the house of lords ts ex
amining the subject in all its bearinsrs, and
an effort is now being made to induce them
to send a committee to the United States
to investigate tho Maine law. Through
he alliance, leu ,i M n-
n favor. The national temperance league
s rapidly elevating the moral sentiment.
The Sunday closing societv is knocking at
the doors of parliament. I he hand or
hope union is taking care of the children;
while the women (Go-I bless them !) by
their persevering, pleading, praying ef
forts, both at home and abroad, are taking
care of everybody.
Lookins for a moment at hweden the
Rev. A. Wiborg, in a letter addressed to
me, savs: " lou will rejoice to learn that
your efforts in this country have resultod
in the organization of about three hundred
temperance missions; tens of thousands
have signed the pledge; and thousands of
these have been oonverted, resulting in a
revival of religion all over Sweden."
Again I repeat: " Have faith in God"
vote as you pray pray as you vole, and
yon will then have a right to expect that
God will bless your efforts.
Yours, in Christian love.
The Whistler on t he Cars.
And they always hunt in droves," said
the sad passenger. " If one man heiins
whistling m tho railroad car, long before
he gets to his first breathing sp?llone man
and another and another and then another
and more after that one again take It up.
until the oar is a perfect cyclone of chirps
and toots, and not so much as a fragment
of a tune in the wholo unrecognizable
Do you suppose," said Endvmion, the
sleepy passongor, who only got on a few
stations back, and had been sound asleep
ever since, " do vou suppose the man who
whistles ever listens to the warblings of
other whistlers in the oar? Because if he
lid, and could hear how meaningless and
vaoant the music was. I think he would
never whistle in the cars again."
And then having pounde-1 hts overcoat
into a comfortable knot, Endvmion put his
head down upon it and slumbered.
well,' said the fa passenger. " what
shall we do with him? I don't really
think we ought to kill him."
So," said the sal passenffer. "no
hloolshed. Let us tall upon him and
plane the floor with him."
" Minnoso," sai l the t ill, thin passenger,
we take bim out on the platform where
there will be room to swing our legs, and
We might wait until tbe train was
running a little slower," said the cross
passenger, " and chuck him out of the
" I've a good mind." said the fat passen
ger, ' just to stop up and slap his mouth
while he's whistling."
"We might throw him down and pull
out his teeth with a monkey-wrench,"
said te sad passenger, " so that he couldn't
whistle any more."
Or we might punch a hole in his
lungs." said the m m on the wool-box.
with a brad-awl, and that would lot out
his wind faster than ho could whistle It
Well." they all said. " lot's sot hold of
him and give him a little whirl, anyhow,
just for luck."
Fust then the man who had been
whistling stool in the aisle hist In them.
He was not a kind looking man now that
ihe had oeased whistling. 'Ii had onlv
one eve, and his hair was white and very
short. His neck wis of about tho same
breadth as his shoul tors, and he had an
unpleasant way. when he wis not
whistling, of holding his chin pretty well
forward, and his nose was all wrinkled.
He was taking off his coat, although the
car was quite cool, and he had just thrown
nis nat npon thoruw, although there were
plenty of empty.raeks."
Seem to me," he said. ' that vou
ducks ain't overly fond of my whistlin'.
Seems as ir I heard ye didn t want me to
whistle no more when yon was around."
There was an embarrassine: silenoe
about a foot long. Burlington ffd'iwvc.
Tub East Tsuian Put.k Kvifn n
Indian rajah, who was p'oimt.lv disposed
toward the Englis'i. and had learned their
language afters fashion f-eq-inntly yisltel,
some years ago, (tho story runs) the vice
roy of Calcutta, and on one occasion
horrowod of the latter a eonr nf tho
Edinburgh Revieto. which he hantvned tn
see lying on the table. When he returned
the magazine, the viceroy asked him If
he had found anything Intnrostin? in it.
"Oh, yes," he replied, many hnautlftil
things, but also many disconnected art!,
cles." "How so?" asked the vlnerov.
"See here," answored the rajah, "this
begins with 'Hunting the Quran? On-
tsng,' does it notP And now turn over
the page, and here von have the ntstm
of Mary Stuart.' " The viceroy lan?hed.
He poroelved that the rajah had attempted"
to read the book without nnttino. ih
leaves. He accordingly took from hi
tab e a beautiful (vorv paper-cutter, ex.
plained its use to his visitor, and made
him a present of It. The rajah wna
pnxzled as to how the learns nf h kr,v
oould he printed before they were rat
open, but this was also explained to him. (
aoont a year after this ooourrenoe the
vlooroy saw a gay company entering the
court, and tn the oentre of It the rajah
seated on a voun? elephant. No sooner
did be see the viceroy than he cried t
" Do you happen tn hove n nnnnt mm
of the Edinhnrgh Review? Tf so, please
toss ii to me." The viceroy threw out the f
magazlne. It was aught by the elephant, ,
who plaoed it between his tusks, whioh
had been wrought Into elegant paoer- f
cutters, even Inducting curved handles, r
and qulokly out open the leaves, after
which the knowing animal passed the :
Kewete back to the surprised vloeroy.
The rajah then dismounted, and said to
' weroyj If pointed to the elephant i .
He is yours; I return yon yottr paper
ontur alive. "-bpr WorU,