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THE POTTER OF TANAGEA.
The sun had not even flushed the deep
blue of the heavens with its first radi
ance, when the potter Charmide opened
the door of his house. All was silent in
the deserted street, except the splashing
sound of water from the fountain in the
center of the neighboring square. The
young man dropped his head and re
entered his dwelling; his impatience had
awakened him too early.
But sleep now was out of the ques
tion, so instead of again seeking his
couoh he passed into the little court used
for a workshop, and, lifting up a small
tub that was turned down in a corner of
the court, he brought from beneath it an
object in clay, which he regarded for
Borne time with a feeling of respect.
* It was the image of an elegantly
formed woman, ir>bed to the neck in
flowing lines of light drapery, the head
inotined forward, an arm extended across
? the'breast and the other carried to the
Head. The features wore a smile which
was charming, yet modest, while the
eyes seemed to search those who re
garded them. The young artist sighed.
The original of this statuette had never
yet favored him even with a smile.
He took the statuette and left the
house, directing his steps toward a
main street in the vicinity. He
stopped before a small house of inferior
appearance, and was about to knock
?v^hen the door yielded at his touch, and
he entered a flagged court. The light
creaking of its hinges attracted the at
tention of an old woman who was oc
cupied in sorting herbs.
"What wantest thou, Charmide ?" said
6he as she recognized the young man.
"I came after the garland that I
ordered yesterday of thy daughter," re
"She is in the garden gathering the
flowers and aromatic plants. Thou art
in a hurry, my fine lover! The sun has
Charmide turned his head without a
response and went into the garden.
Under a clump of flowering shrubs, the
young man perceived tho lithesome form
of tffais. In a raised corner of her tunic
she was gathering a bountiful harvest of
plants and flowers. The morning dew
had dampened the folds of her robe that
clung to her finely formed figure. As she
raised her bare arms above her head to
reach the high branches, the artist could
but admire the grace and beauty of her
**Nais!" oalled he in a loud voice.
An echo came back from the rose
bushes. The young girl turned her head,
made a sign of assent, and approached
the young man.
"I fear that I have kept thee waiting,"
said she sweetly. "Pardoh me, but I was
Up before day, and for an hour liavc
been out in the dew, but the garland is
yet top short. See, I shaU havo to return
to the brookside for more.'1
She spoko in an accent soft and sup
pliant, seeming to ask grace for the delay.
The young man replied without pay
ing attention to her: "Hasten; tho streots
will soon be rudl of people. It will then
btT t<ro'lat^:m" "; ""'" *"?"??< ?? ?***" ?
"It is, then, for your sweetheart," said
the old woman who bad joined them.
"It wrould seem so," said Charmide in a
&ais twined dexterously the vines and
flowers into the garland, which already
began to lengthen under her idmble fin
ger. The young man regarded her a
moment, then said: "I liave not time to
wait; when it is finished bring it to me."
"Very wed," said the young girl, with
out raising her eyes.
A slight blush mantled her cheek as
she bent over the garland; but Charmide
had already departed.
Soon after, as the artist was busy ar
ranging his tools for the business of tho
day, the door opened, pushed by a timid
hand, and Nais stood on the threshold
waiting for a word to enter.
"Conio in/' said Charmide, aroused
from his contemplation as artist by his
preoccupation as lover.
"I cau not," said shv.; "it is so heavy."
He approached to disembarrass her,
but, governed by a selfish thought?
"Cross the street," said he; "I will
carry the two ends of the wreath and
tho? shalt) aid me in placing it on tho
She obeyed and started without reply.
But Xais did not seem imbued with
the sprighthness that she usually dis
played on such occasions. She stopped
before the house opposite that of the
potter's, whose elaborately ornamented
entrance indicated a certain luxury.
The young girl supported the burden
of the garland until Charmide had at
tached it to two iron rings, oue on each
side of the door, destined for such offer
ings. She then waited until he went for
$io statuette, which ho placed on the
threshold in the midst of a mass of
"It is finished," said Charmide, step
f>ing back to contemplate the effect of
"Adiou," responded Nais, in a sweet
ypice, without regarding the work. "But,
Charmide, thou art preparing for thyself
"It is not for me to tell thee. How
ever, thou art to kuow that Chrysis is
more sensible to gold than to tenderness."
At this moment some one passing
stumbled against the statuette and broke
it in pieces.
Charmide was furious. He knocked
violently, when the door opened and tho
female slave of the beautiful coquette ap
"Thy mistress?" demanded Charmide,
inflamed with rage.
Daphne laughed in his face.
The insolent laugh of the slave brought
the potter to his sensc'3.
"I did not come here to be laughed at,"
said he, with a grave air. "I offered this
presont to thy mistress, because'the
statuette resembled her. Usually a beau
tiful woman is pleased to have a flatter
ing image of herself; but Chrysis seems
to love only g*ld."
"Well," exclaimed Daphne, raising her
hands, "what should we love? II thou
hait gold she will love thee!"
"Then thou thinkest that I have no
chance of being loved?" demanded he,
repressing his anger.
"None whatever, my fine fellow, as
thou dost not have a purse in thy hand
and that full of soundhig pieces."
Then, with another ringing laugh of
contempt, she entered the house.
Charmide remained an instant unde
cided. "After all, this insolent slave
does not perhaps truly represent the ideas
of her mistress. "Who knows, but if only
I pleaded my cause in person, with the
enthusiasm of an ardent lover, that I
i might touch her heart ?" He resolved to
make the attempt at the first oppor
tunity. So on his return to his house he
left the door ajar, so as to be able to hear
any movement on the other sido of the
street. It was not long before the sound
of a man's voice came from the street,
and the silvery ripple of a woman's
laugh. He ran to the door just as the
rich woolen merchant was entering the
houso opposite, and Chrysis was about
to follow him. The potter called her by
"What dost thou want ?" 6aid she.
Charmide was but an artisan, but he
was noble looking, and one could listen
to what he had to say.
"I wish thee to love me," responded
the young man, with a boldness that sur
prised himself. "I am not rich, and I
can not load thee down with rich orna
ments such as that ridiculous personage
who just entered the house has furnished
thee; but I am master of my art, and
can model thy beautiful form so ex
quisitely that it will bo handed down to
Chrysis, who had at first listened with
indifference, now regarded him with
astonislunent, and throwing back her
pretty head, without brains, broke into a
"Posterity!" said she, "posterity! Those
who come when we are dead; the fine
affair. And who bothers themselves
with those who are not born ?"
She laughed, showing her beautiful
teeth; the flower of her twenty years
bloomed on her amber cheeks, and all
her being expressed a simple abandon.
Charmide extended his arms; she re
pulsed liim with a sudden seriousness
and a regard as hard as iron.
"Stop," said she, "do not dare to touch
me. Thou pretend to love me, and yet
expose me to the danger of losing the
benefits from this generous man."
"It is not for money that I wished thy
love," 6aid Charmide with a somber air.
?He went back and stood on the sill of
"Thou art beautiful, Chrysis. I would
have molded thy supple form, like a
sculptor, and preserved to those who
come after us the souvenir of thy won -
derful but fleeting beauty. Thou refuse?
It is well. As for me, I would be
ashamed to give thee gold when I had
something richer and nobler to offer. I
dreamed of consecrating thy person to im
mortality, but since thou preferrest
"Gold! it is everything, since it brings
everything," exclaimed the young beauty,
assuming an air of railery. Her lan
guage wa3 now like that of her servant.
"Bring a purse of gold this evening, and
I will send away Giton for thee."
Charmide made a gesture of disdain.
"I do not want thee at any price," said
he,"thee who prefers gold to everything
worth living for. Thou slialt live here
after in thy true character, and for thy
cupidity shall be punished in the eyes of
tho world, everybody shall know that
thou lovest nothing but gold."
"Well, potter, what harm is there in
that," said the insolent beauty, angrily
closing the door.
Charmide returned to his court, took
another clay statuette of Chrysis, crush
ing the two arms in Ids hands trembling
with choler. Under his fingers the clay
soon took a new form. An arm was bent
up under the bust, the other hand shak
ing a wrll-filled purse, and the expres
sion of the fuce changed from modesty
to audacity. "There, now she is in her
true character," said Charmide, aloud,
"the woman who accepts the attentions
of the most ill-favored person if he only
possesses wealth. This brazen-faced
Chrysis shall live long after the rest of
us have crossed the Styx."
He spent the afternoon in remodeling
the figure, so absorbed in his labor that
he forgot to eat anything.
The rays of the declining sun began to
cover the walls of Ids house with cherry
red, when Nais stood before bun with a
"What dost thou wish ?'
"My mother sends thee a dish of vege
tables from our garden. Thou hast not
been out during the day, and must be
hungry. I have watched for thee. I
wished to know the success of thy offer
ing to Chtysis."
"The result ? there it is," said Char
mide, indicating the statuette.
"It is Chrysis," said the girl, "she is
very beautiful, but thou hast made her
"She loves nothing but gold; she told 1
me that herself. So thou seest, I have
represented her with a handful! Thou
art less grand than Chrysis, but a thou
sand times more charming. From
whence came thy grace and thy pure
blue eyes? O Nais, that I should have
lived until now and not to have seen thy
"0 Charmide, thou wilt not offer any
more garlands to Chrysis?"
"No, certainlv not. Why?"
"Nothing?only I had no pleasure in j
making that one this morning, although
usually I like nothing better than to
weave together the flowers.*' Nais had
turned partially around so that the last
rays of sunlight made a nimbus of her
i golden hair. Charmide was dazzled by
her superb beauty.
"0 virgin,"said he to her, "dost thou
I know that thou art very beautiful, far
more beautiful than Chrysis, as beautiful
! as Helen, who was blonde like thee, and
j for whom so many gallant men died ?"
The next week, on market day, tho
narrow street where dwelt Charmide was
filled with a merry crowd.
Daphne opened the dour to learn what
it was that provoked so much laughter
in this place, ordlnarly almost deserted.
Before the house of the potter, on a
wooden platform, stood the statuette
representing Chxysis, surrounded by t
throng of beholders.
"Keep thy other figures, but sell me
that of Chrysis," said one who had been
deceived by her.
"No! to me, to me!" said a dozen
others, as each one stretched out his
hands toward the figure.
"I have plenty for all, my friends,"
said Charmide, with the placidity of a
triumph sought and obtained.
Each one was supplied, and the crowd
dispersed through the city, relating to
everybody the ingenious vengeance that
the potter had taken on the avaricious
When the street had become quiet
Chrysis, ashamed and veiled, glided cau
tiously into the house of Charmide.
"Thou art cruel, young man," said she,
He interrupted her; "And thee! wast
not thou, when thou responded to my
advances by thy eternal refrain, Gold!
"Then thou lovest me no more?" said
she sadly, "I who came to offer myself."
"That which thou refused when I im
plored? Thou art in fear of me now, and
it is to appease me that thou hast come.
No, Chrysis, I do not sell myself; and as
for thee, do not be afflicted; thanks to
the images of thy person that I have cir
culated throughout the city, thy reputa
tion can not bo augmented. Thy lovers
will only be more numerous and ardent."
"But people will laugh at me."
"A little shame is soon swallowed; and
think of how much gold it will bring
She turned her back, and regained her
When evening came, the potter di
rected Iiis steps toward the homo of Nais.
"Nais," said Charmide, "will you come
with mo, and I will model from thy
figure statues that chaste parents will
guard by their fireside as the protecting
goddess of virtue."
The little flower-girl put her hand in
that of the artist, and in the obscurity of
the fading twilight they exchanged vows
Ages have passed, and the figure of
Chrysis still exists. Thus, as Charmide
prophesied, her reputation has gono
down to posterity.?Adopted from Henri
Collection of Anciont Cloth Texture;.
Herr Theodor Graf, the Persian carpet
merchant of the Schiller-platz, Vienna,
who treated for the purohase of Arch
duke Renier's papyri in Egypt, and
brought that valuable collection to Aus
tria, has just completed a unique collec
tion of Egyptian woollen and linen
cloths. It includes more than 300 spoci
mens, dating from the fourth to the
ninth centuries, and all in good preserva
tion. The specimens have almost all
been excavated from tombs, and it took
many years to collect, aud clean them.
They are stitched on large and small
folios of cardboard, with fly-leaves to
protect them from dust, and every frag
ment can be easily and closely examined.
Some of the fragments are only a foot
square, but the large specimens com
prised an entire Roman toga, said to be
the only one extant, with purple clovi,
and a-great many embroidered dresses.
The collection is most interesting as
showing not only samples of cloth tex
tures in every variety, but also of knit
ting, crewel work and needlework. That
which ladies call the double chain stitch
seems to have been as familiar to
Egyptian seamstresses sewing with 'Done
needles as it is to workers of the modern
sewing machine. The details of some of
the garments seem, further, to prove
that there is very little new under the
sun. There is a chemise of the sixth
century which might be mistaken for a
modern jersey of navy blue serge, and it
is curious to lind that the common blue
check pattern of English household
dusters and workhouse aprons was in
general use among the Egyptians more
than 1,000 years ago.?Boston Tran
Tho Olilent Trndo in tlio World.
The fur trade is the oldest in the world,
at least in point of mention, as it is found
in Job, the oldest of ;dl books. The
beaver was in use in tho fourth century,
being then called tho Pontic dog, It is
said that the Russian conquest of Siberia
was prompted by the importance of this
article, and the Siberian tribute was paid
in furs. In the twelfth century the art
of dyeing furs was invented and the
secret has been kept with Buch success
that the London dyers stand unrivaled.
Furs were thon limited to the nobility as
a mark of rank, and no one was allowed
their use who did not spend 100 pounds
sterling a year, which was then an im
mense sum. The profits of the business
have always been large, at least among
The most valuable American fur is the
silver fox, which in some instances has
brought $00. They are sold in Europe,
and al?o in China, where they bring an
enormous price. Tho "Robe of Sta?c"
belonging to tho British throne is lined
with sable which cost 1,000 pounds sterl
ing. As our mink is a species of sable it
is often dressed so as to pass for the
genuine article. The largest fortune
ever made in the fur trade was Astor's,
and it is probable that he cleared $2,000,
000 in this manner.?Cincinnati En
Frozen Meat from tho Fallclands.
An English company has been formed
with a large capital for the regular con
Bignment of frozen meat front tin,' Falk
land islands to England. A special agent
has been appointed who has entered into
contracts with the sheep farmers for
supplying -10.000 sheep for exportation
annually for five years. A steamer lias been
chartered by the company for the whole
of that period. She has the requisite
machinery and freezing rooms for freez
ing and transporting 1,000 tons of sheep
every voyage. It is asserted that the
llesh of the Falkland island sheep is
superior to that of the Australian or
New Zealand sheep, and the dilference of
distance is also in favor of thu islands.?
Two Volumes in MntrniHccnt Hinding.
At a recent London book-sale two vol
umes, in magnificent binding which waa
their chief merit, brought $1,825 and
GATHERING OF THE SLAVES.
Tho Negroes of Colonial Louisiana?Thri
Wild Troops of Field Hands.
The negro of colonial Louisiana was a
most grotesque figure. He was nearly
naked. Often his neck and arms,
thighs, shanks. and splay feet were
shrunken, tough, sinewy like a monkey's.
Sometimes it was scant diet and cruel
labor that had made them so. Even
the requirement of law was only that
he should have no less than a barrel of
corn?nothing else?a month, nor get
more than thirty lashes to the twenty
four hours. The whole world was cruder
those times than now; we must not
judge them by our own.
Often the slave's attire was only a cot
ton shirt, or a pair of pantaloons hang
ing in indecent tatters to his naked
waist. The bond woman was well clad
who had on as much as a coarse chemise
and petticoat. To add a tignon?a
Madras handkerchief twisted into a
turban?was high gentility and the num
ber of kerchiefs beyond that one was tho
measure of absolute wealth. Some were
rich in tignons; especially those who
served within the house, and pleased
the mistress, or even the master?there
were Hagars in those days. However,
Congo Plains did not gather the house
servants so much as the Held hands.
These came in troops. See th im;
wilder than gypsies; wilder than the
Moors and Arabs whose strong blood and
features one sees at a glance in so many
of them; gangs?as they were called?
gangs and gangs of them, from this and
that and yonder direction; tall, well knit
Senegalese from Capo Verde, black as
ebony, with intelligent, kindly eyes and
long, straight, shapely noses; Mandin
gocs, from the Gambia river, lighter of
color, of cruder form and a cunning
that shows in tho couutenance; whose
enslavement seems specially a shame;
their nation "the merchants of Africa,"
dwelling in towns, industrious, thrifty,
skilled in commerce and husbandry and
expert in the working of metals, even to
silver and gold; and Foulahs, playfully
miscalled Poulards?fat chickens?of
goodly stature, and with a perceptible
rose tint in the cheeks; and Sosos, fam
ous warriors, dexterous with the African
targe; and in contrast to these, with
small ears, thick eyebrows, bright eyes,
flat, upturned noses, shining skin, wide
mouths and white teeth, tho?negroes of
Guinea, true and unmixed, from tho
Gold Coast, the Slave Coast and the Cape
of Palms?not from the Grain Coast; tho
English had that trade.
See them come. Popoes, Cotocolies,
Fidas, Socoes, Agwas, short, copper
colored Mines?what havoc the slavers
did make?and from interior Africa
others equally proud and warlike; fierce
Nagoes and Fonds; tawny Awassas;
Ibc es, so light colored that one could not
tell them from mulattoes but for their
national tattooing; and the half civilized
and quick-witted but ferocious Arada,
the original Voudou worshiper. And
how many more? For hero comes also,
men and women from all that great
Congo coast?Angola, Malimbe, Ambrice,
etc., small, good natured, sprightly
"boys" and gay, garrulous "gals," thick
lipped but not tattooed; chattering,
chattering, singing and guffawing as
they come; these are they for whom the
dance and the place are named; the most
numerous sort of negro in the colonies,
the Congoes and Franc Congoes, and
though serpent worshipers, yet the
gentlest and kindliest natures that came
from Afrisa. Such was the company.
Among these bossals?that is, native
Africans?there was, of course, an ever
growing number of negroes, who proudly
called themselves Creole negroes, that is,
born in America; and at the present
time there is only here and there an old
native African to be met with, vain of
his singularity and trembling on his
Caricatures of American Speech.
A celebrated English reader once
asked me to go and hear him read, as he
wanted to hear the candid opinion of an
American on his methods of imitatiug
the American vernacular at his public
entertainments. I have some experienco
of tho manner in which tho people of
this planet receive candid opinions, and
so I candidly refused and candidly gavo
gave my reasons for refusing. This
made him the more persistent and so at
last I weakly consented.
I spent an hour and a half of agony.
After it was over I told him with the
candidness he had desired that his Amer
can imitations were by all odds the most
villainous, libelous caricatures of Ameri
can speech that it had ever been my ovil
fortuue to listen to. He said, quite
good-naturedly, that he had long sus
pected it, but that ho did not intend to
change tho style, as the people of Eng
land expected that sort of thing, and of
course he merely supplied a public de
mand.?Cor. Detroit Free Press.
How to Address tho l'resldout.
The title of the president is simply
"The President," and when one addresses
him, the proper form is "Mr. President,"
and not "Your Excellency." Mrs. Wash
ington always spoke of Gen. Washing
ton as "the president," and to have called
him "General" or "Mr." would have been
in bad taste. An invitation from the
president is equal to a command. It
supersedes all other invitations, whether
accepted or nut, and demands an imme
diate reply in writing to the president.
The form of address to be used is "The
President: Sir." And the president in
answering never uses "Yours ti*ly," or
"Your obedient servant," but simply
signs his name.?Harper's Bazar.
The Hennucss of Modern Society.
Society?what is it? It has about as
much consideration and sensibility fur
individuals as the plowshare has for tho
clover. Mean! why it is meanness itself,
selfish, grasping, heartless?if une could
embody society in one great burly bully,
such as it is in the aggregate, one would
want to tie society to a post and give so
ciety a sound Hogging. The aggregate
of society is always aggregated meaness.
The newest thing in newspapers is Maa
organ of brass bands."
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To See is to Believe!
What We Say, We Do, or
It would take tins entire paper to
enumerate everything we keep to sell.
Our Stock embraces $50,000 worth
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&C., &C., &c.
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mand for this MANURE will he larger
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Ordere fdled as rapidly as possible.
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To the Public : 1 have opened a first*
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have samples of work examined at Gallery.
All werk strickly lirst-class.
Photos of Groups and Babies a speciality
by instant method. All Vowing Exteriors,
Dwellings, Horses, !)n;s and Animal
taken at sbort notice by instant method.
Old pictures copiedjand enlarged. Special
attention given to this branch of work.
Pictures finished in water colors, India Ink
and Craven. Also Photo taken from the
size of smallest pocket to full life :ix5 feet
All work done with neatness and dispatch.
Vowing any where iu the Slate. Special
discounts on all orders over?10.00. Give
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