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Tlie Divining Rod.
The Philadelphia Press contains the
following interview with Dr. Seth Pan-.coast,
of that city, who has gained high
repute as a cabalist, and has made a
life-long study of spiritualism, alchemy
.and the occult sciences in general.
"What? is the theory of the operation
of the divining rod?"
"Well, in the first movement of the
rod there is evidently an attraction, and
in the second movement, giving the
.deptn, a repiusiuii. jliib attraction is
destroyed or suspended by covering the
vend of the rod with a wqt cloth, if it is
attracted by water, or, if by a mineral,
"by holding the same kind in the hand or
"by binding it to the end of a rod. It
can be analyzed into an attractive and
Tepelling energy, and we must believe
that those who are in sympathy -with
Ibis energy possess a higher state of susceptibility
and consciousness than is
possessed by a large majority of the
liuman family. What is discovered by
the divining rod is one kind of energy,
-the person possessing . the conscious
-power is the other form of energy, and
;thc rod is the medium between the two;
in other words, the sensitive person is
but in sympathy with the subjective
magnetism of the mineral through the
jneSiuni of the rod."
"What is .this sensitive organization or
power of consciousness?"
"An intensely acute .and susceptible
-development of the nervous system, and
of the more delicate mental faculties.
Tery few persons have -it naturally,
though some may acquire it by means
of meditation, solitude, religious exercise
of the mind, and a determined will
to do right. The great point is to fully
harmonize the emotional faculties. This
consciousness may exist in the male sex
.and also in the female. Even children
have been known to have it. Religious
.and pious persons are more likely to
have it and to acquire it by cultivation
-than others. But, however, there are
very few persons who really are endowed
with this consciousness."
"Does the devil have anything to do
with this unseen agency?"
"No, indeed, not at all. There used
to to be an old superstition that the
-evil oneihad the power of granting the
ability to use the rod. But that is all
an error. It probably arose from the
legends that he and his proselytes had
all the mines and ore-beds, which were
alleged to be in his kingdom. If he had
anything to do with it, religious persons,
may be sure would not be susceptible."
"How loiis has this divining rod been
"Modern history locates the first
knowledge of it in the eleventh century,
but in reality it was known long before
that. It was known of in the Kabbalah,
-which, as is well known, is of very
ancient date. However, the divining
Tod must not be confounded with the
magic wand of the Kabbalah. The two
are entirely different. The magic wand
is used for controlling intelligences as a
hand of authority. It controls this intelligence.
Thus, I will intelligently a
desire. That desire never dies until it
is fulfilled, or until it meets a counter
desire. In willing this desire the wand
is used, and is of vast power. The distinction
between the diving rod and the
-wand is that the former controls energies
or physical substances, while the
latter rules over intelligence or spirits."
"What makes the best kind of rod?"
"The slender branches of the hazel
:tree, or, as it is sometimes called, the
witch hazelwood. There is something
singular about the hazelwood in its
-power of transmitting what we call sub
jective energy. It has this power more
than any other wood. The oak is the
next best, though in other countries,
notably in Europe, tho wood of the
rowan tree is greatly used. The hazel
tree surpasses all, however, just as
metals are better than others as
conductors of electricity, copper, for
instance, being one of the best. So is
the wood of the hazel tree the best to
-convey subjective energy."
"What notable instances are there in
history of the use of the rod?"
"O, there are many ways. One that
is often referred to is that of Jacques
a Frenchman, who
lived in the latter part of the seventeenth
century. He was widely known as a
diviner and as one using the divining
Tod. He acquired a great reputation,
hut how far he was really able to use
the rod,I can not say. There is a story
that he was a mason, but left his trade
and became a great diviner, discovering
manv beds of ore and not a few
streams of hidden water. Somewhere
in his neighborhood there was a
mysterious murder. The criminal
could not be found, though the most
search was made in every
section. At last the aid of this
called in, and he went to
ivork. and whether it is claimed that he
used any means of divination. I do not
know. At any rate he found the murderer,
who finally confessed. This whole
affair provoked a great deal of discussion,
and a great many short tracts or
pamphlets-were written about it at the
time. Aymar-Vernay obtained a great
deal of notoriety, and the story of his
ability to use the divining rod has been
recorded in French history as being unquestionably
"I know of instances myself of
the successful use of the divining rod.
I can you one which occurred
thelast two and a half years.
"Mr Charles Latimer, who is a
friend of mine, was in Philadelphia
and chanced to be at my house.
"He is a person who has remarkably
-well developed the power of consciousness
necessaiy to use the divining rod.
So, without his knowledge, we concealed
heneath the carpet in this very room
si S10 gold piece, and then, later on m
thp wo met in this room and
asked him to find for us the metal. He
took a divining rod in his hands and began
walking over the floor. When about
half way across the room the rod moved
outward and downward. He stopped
and said: "Here is the metal, and!
know it to be iron.' Well, this was not
the place where we had hidden the
gold, and, more than this he had not
named the right metal. So that it was
not by any means the solution of the
experiment that we were looking for.
But suddenly the idea flashed upon my
mind that true enough there was metal
there and it was iron. He was right.
He was standing over the steam-pipe
of the heating apparatus in the cellar.
So I at once told' him that he was corr
rect, but that there was more metal
somewhere in the room. He then began
the search once more, and in a
short time the rod by its movement,
showed him where the gold piece was,
and he -by his keen and delicate consciousness
knew 'that it was gold.
"Mr. Latimer has also in many cases
which have been made public discovered
valuable beds of coal and iron. If there
were more persons possessed of this
sensitiveness, why there would be a far
greater use of the rod in mining enter-
A Dinner with Washington.
The dinner usually consisted of three
courses meat and vegetables, followed
by some kind of pastry, and last hickory-nuts
and apples, of which Washington
was very fond. The meal lasted about
two hours, when the table was cleared
off, and the leaves taken out, so as to
allow it to be shut up in a circle, when
Mrs. Washington presided, and from
her own silver tea service served the
guests with tea and coffee, which were
handed round by black servants. Sup-
per was at nine, and the table remained
spread till eleven. It consisted of three
or four light dishes, with fruit and walnuts.
When the cloth was removed
each guest in turn was called upon for a
toast, which was drank by all, followed
by conversation, toasts, and general,
conviviality. General Chastellux, a
member of the French Academy, who
came out, with Kochambeau as his aide,
with the rank of Major General, traveled
over the country and " published
an account of his travels. In this he
speaks of his visits to Washington, and
describes these entertainments as delightful,
and says that "General Washington
toasted and conversed all the
while," and adds: "The nuts are served
half open, and-the company are never
done eating and picking them." Washington
entertained a great deal . Not only
French officers Dut the leading statesmen
of the country visited him to consult
on the state of affairs. Baron
Steuben's headquarters were on the
Fiskhill side of the river, and he frequently
came over to drill the Life-
Guard in military tactics, with a view
ot making officers of them, should the
war continue. Their encampment was
ust back of headquarters.
On these occasions he was accustomed
to dine with Washington. Once several
guests were present, and among them
Robert Morris, who had come up to
consult with Washington about the
State finances. During the dinner he
spoke very bitterly of the bankrupt condition
of the Treasury, and his utter inability
to replenish it, when Steuben
said, "Why, are you not financier? Why
do you not create funds?"
"I have done all I can," replied
Morris, "and it is impossible for me to
"What!" said the baron; "youremain
financier without finances? Then I do
not think you as honest a man as my
cook. He came to me one day at
Valley Forge, and said, 'Baron, I am
your cook, and you have nothing to
cook but a piece of lean beef, which is
hung up by a string before the hre.
Your wagoner can turn the string, and
do as well as lean. You have promised
me ten dollars a month; but as 3ou
have nothing to cook, I wish to be
discharged, and not longer he chargeable
to you.' That is an honest fellow,
Morris did not join very heartily in
the laugh that followed.
Washington was accustomed to hold
a levee" every week, while the officers
took turns in giving evening parties:
and, not to mortify those who were too
poor to furnish expensive entertainments,
it was resolved that they should
consist only of apples and nuts. There
was no dancing or amusement of any
kind except singing. Every lady or
gentleman who could sing was called
upon for a song. Once Mrs. Knox broke
over the rule, and gave what at that
time was considered a grand ball,
which Washington opened with the beautiful
Maria Colden, of Coldenham. She
and Gitty Wynkoop and Sally Jansen,
the latter two living near old Paltz,
were great belles in the sparsely settled
country, and the three wrote their names
on a window-glass with a diamond ring,
and there they remain to this day.
J. T. Headlcy, in Harpers Magazine.
An Indian Funeral.
A correspondent of the St Louis lie-publican
thus described an Indian
funeral in Montana: The subject was a
sixteen-year-old nephew of Sitting Bull,
who had been attending school for some
time in the southern - part of" the Territory,
and while there contracted a lung
trouble that proved fatal yesterday.
We followed the procession, which con
sisted of four old women ana two small
boys, professional mourners. The
corpse was most carefully wrapped, all
his new winter clothes being wrapped
about him, around which was a large
piece of tent cloth, and the whole bound
with ropes. It was drawn to the place
of sepulture on a travois poles made
fast to the horse with one end trailing
on the ground. The body, singular to
state, lay with the feet toward the horse
and head near the ground. ne piace
of final deposit was made of poles ten
feet high, on which was a scaffold of
poles to receive the body. It was no
little job for the four women to lift and
deposit the body upon such an elevation,
a task which they contrived to accomplish
by making a temporary ladder.
On this scaffold was already the body of
the deceased's father, who had gone
thither three weeks ago. After "burial '
was completed the four women began
their lamentations, wailing, digging the
chantinsr. etc. When they had
partially subsided one of the old women,
whose eves were offensively rheumy,
saidshe'had been employed to do so
in the last few weeks that
she had almost lost her sight. When
these four women left four more came,
and thus in relays they will keep up
their lamentations for a long period: it
often extends over several years. Not
infrequently relatives of a deceased
person held in specially high esteem, in
order to manifest the sincerity of their
grief, seriously mutilate themselves.
Governor Butler says they used to
speak better English in Massachusetts
years a'-o than anywhere else-on the
Hobe, and the habit continued, until it
was ."debauch&d by the newspapers."
Boston Post. .'. "' '
A brilliant shade of plum Color and
another of rich dark blue have quite
taken the place of strawberry and
Coffee-colored lace, brought into favor
by the Princes3 of Wale3, who wore it
recently upon a dress of ivory-white
satin, is seen upon the latest imported
evening dresses of cream-white satin and
Dresses of either silk or satin are
growing beautifully less in numbers upon
the promenade, and in their place
are seen the more appropriate and sensible
costumes of serge, cheviot, tweed,
cashmere, and cloth the tailor-made
suits forming by far the leading styles.
It is almost impossible to distinguish
the new velveteen from real velvet, so
silky is its surface and so soft and even
its face. The dark colors of this material
are very handsome, and they make
both stylish and wear-defying walking-skirts,
the new brand, it is claimed, being
proof against rain spots, and warranted
never to fade.
Very long: grauntleted gloves of Suede
and "wash leather will be worn this autumn
for driving, shopping, and with
walking costumes. The handsomest are
not of the lately fashionable pale yellow
or tan shades, but come in dark green
bronze, olive, and other quiet colors,
slightly stitched -with pale gold silk, and
having the gauntlets lined with the
same delicate tint.
Dark velvet bodices, which are so
fashionably worn just now over skirts
of veiling, silk and other fabrics, may
be much heightened in effect for dressy
occasions by having the basque edge
cut in blocks falling over a lace ruffle
set underneath. The trimmings of the
sleeves and square neck are arranged
to match. For evening wear the sleeves
are sometimes of transparent silk, net
or lace, gold lace being used where a
gold-colored Spanish lace ruffle is set
underneath the basque.
For little girls' wear at the seaside or
in the country are sold pretty little
Babet jackets, jackets of dark red velvet
or cloth, braided with gold, to slip
on over light dresses when the days are
cool. There are also tiny shoulder
capes of cardinal serge or cashmere,
embroidered in narrow vine patterns in
a deeper shade of silk, and lined to
match. Wide satin ribbon strings fasten
the cape, and en suite are coquetish
little Moorish caps of cardinal, to be
perched upon the head, a little back, to
show the English bang falling over the
One of the features of dress
this autumn is the cutting of the
edges of skirts, tunics and polonaises
into turrets, Vandykes and scallops a
fashion so popular last season in lighter
fabrics. Tweed dresses are made in
this manner with good success, the
blocks or points being lined with silk,
and turned back sometimes to show a
bright kilting underneath. Some of
the blocks are quite broad, and not only
trim the foot of the skirt and tunic, but
are set in full double rows around the
edge of the long pointed bodice in regular
Elizabethan style. N. Y. Post.
The most pronounced novelty of the
season is the Crusader cloth, a beautifully
fine, but firm, warm fabric, woven in
many colors into broche figures of a
mediasl character, shields, escutcheons,
helmets, battle-axes, swords, daggers,
coats of mail, crests and heraldic devices
of all sorts. The Parisians are using
these clothes for jackets, with a hauberk
bodice and full pilgrim sleeves, or long,
loose Crusader cloaks, with sleeves a la
religieuse, or made up in the new
coat, revived by Mme. Sarah Bernhardt
and called by her name. The
dramatic artists will welcome this novelty
with enthusiasm. The Gobelin Ottomans,
with their graceful designs in
subdued, colors on dark, quiet grounds,
will be much worn by conservative
women of the best taste and with sufficient
means to gratify the same. The
velvet broche serges and Ottomans, with
scattered figures and blocks of velvet
chenille on wool grounds, will also be
favorites with this class of ladies. The
new chevoit effects, woven in stripes
and bars for one part of the costume and
plain for the other, will take the place
of the mixtures so admired last season
and which are not brought out this season.
Grecian cloth, a wool fabric, is
another high novelty. It is a broche
stuff, withJGrcek designs of a severely
classic style, which will be appreciated
by artists and theatrical people.
A new color that clamors for favor,
both in dress goods and millinery, is
known as "Judee," a deep purplish
shade of crushed strawberry. New
greens awaiting introductions are "Cres-son,"
a water cress made of green, and
"Grenonville," a frog green. A number
of brown shades will be revived under
new names and the same may be said
for yellow. A fire-red hue, to be
launched on the public as soon as the
weather is cool enough to admit of it,
has been christened "Infernal."
All sorts of velvety materials will be
popular for bonnets, during the latter
part of the autumn season, heavy, vel
vets, plain and figured plushes and
flowers in shaded velvet being among
the garnitures that promise the greatest
popularity, wall-flowers, dahlias,
and dark velvety red and
orange colored nasturtiums taking the
Little Miss Micklen's Adventure.
At dusk last evening a very little girl,
with golden hair and blue eyes, toddled
through Twenty-fourth street and sat
down on a stoop near the corner of
Sixth avenue. Her little red hat rested
on the back of her head and her cheeks
were tear stained. She was scarcely
three, three years old. She pressed to
her breast a small white-and-black kitten
which she had been carrying, and
"1'se 'faidwe'se lost, Pussie."
By and by she began to cry, and a
passing policeman finding that she had
strayed from home brought her and her
kitten to the Police Central Office, where
she was placed in charge of Matron
Wjebb. At nine o'clock an excited man
ran into the Central Office and said his
little daughter was lost. He was seni
to the lost children's department, where
he recognized his daughter. He said
his name was Elias Micklen and that he
ltvm4 nf QX1 ofnniio Tlolin!
i T. Sun.
Stories About a Horse.
"Thur he stands ez
and chipper ez er yearling colt, an' no
un w'u'd b'lieve that hoss wuz twenty-six
y'ar old. Yaas I'Fe owned him senz
he wor er colt, an' I've teached him
everything that, he knows 'cept his
meanness. He corned nat'ral by that,
pardner hit was horned in him."
Old Zeke, of Texas, is -a veritable
frontier patriarch. His horse is a large
blood-bay animal, who has a wicked
fashion cf showing the whites of his
eyes and laying back his thin ears.
"He looks so much like one uv them
thur Mexican lions," explained the old
hunter, "that I named him Cougar."
He had often spoken to me of this famous
animal, and one day I shall
never forget the circumstance I made
Cougar's acquaintance. I was on my
way through a corral when a screaming
neigh, tht sound of quickly falling hoofs
aatf a warning cry caused me to turn
icy head. A blood-bay horse, with
proudly arched neck, flowing mane and
tail, and head erect, was coming toward
me at a quick gallop. His thin ears
were laid back close to his head and his
red tongue hung from his mouth between
two rows of vicious-looking teeth.
I turned and faced the rapidly advancing
animal. The nearer he came
the more dangerous he looked, and I
was unarmed. I would have run toward
the row of stalls on the north side
of the corral for shelter, but theT
were too far away. I could, hear the
champ of his teeth and the sound
made cold chills run down my-vertebral
column. Fire seemed to flash
from his eyes and great flecks of foam
dropped from his open mouth. When
he was in ten feet of me he reared,
evidently intending to crush me beneath
his forefeet. I shudered most any man
would have done so under the circumstances
and braced myself for a spring.
The anticipated shock did not come
however. I heard the sternly-spoken
caution "Hyar!" in the well-known
voice of One-eyed Zeke, and the horse,
but recently so full of vicious fire,
halted, pricked up his ears and stood
meekly in front of me, with such an expression
of innocent wonder on his face
that I burst out laughing. He did not
like this and laid back his ears again.
"Hyar, ye rascal!" shouted his master.
"None uv that."'
He walked up to where I was standing
.and placed his hand on my shoulder.
"This hyar's a pardner uv mine,
Cougar," he said. "Shake!"
Cougar who had inclined his head
gravely, as though listening to his mas
ter's words, lifted one of his fore feet
and extended it toward me in a very
friendly manner. I grabbed the
limb, and since that time-Cougar
and I have been very good
friends, Although I never cared ta
presume on our acquaintance by any
In 1874 a party of soldiers who were
being guided by Zeke followed an Indian
trail which extended across El
Llano del Marie, which is an arid,
sandy, alkali desert. It is about one
hundred miles wide and there is very
little water on it. The soldiers had
reached the middle of the desert when
they were overtaken by a terrible sandstorm,
which lasted about twelve hours.
Many of the men and horses were suf
focated by the sand. The packs and
water-sacks were blown away and those
of the horses that were not killed
stampeded. Old Zeke was badly
bruised, and the alkali dust entering his
throat had so swollen it that he could
hardly speak. The soldiers were lying
about suffering from the same difficulty,
and Zeke knew that unlessthey could
reach water they would all perish.
When he came to his senseGougar was
standing near him, and he called the
animal to his side. With great difficulty
he managed to clamber into the saddle.
"Water!" he whispered hoarsely into
the horse's ear.
Cougar threw up his head, sniffed the
air for a moment, and then started off
at a gallop. He made straight for a
water hole, about three miles distant,
and when he reached there Zeke was
enabled to allay his burning thirst. He
filled his canteen with water and started
Cougar-back with it to the suffering soldiers.
He made the journey swiftly,
and when he returned his saddle was
loaded down with canteens. Zeke filled
these and started the horse back again.
He made several trips, and when everybody
had been supplied the missing
horses and pack animals were hunted
up and the outfit turned back toward
the post. When they reached there,
and the story of Cougar's sagacity became
known, they made a hero of the
horse. The officers drunk his health,
their wives and daughters made him a
blanket, the' soldiers whose lives he had
saved contributed money enough to buy
him a costly saddle and bridle, and the
commander'of the scouting party had a
gold medal struck on which is engraved
an account of the affair. "Yaas," said
Zeke, when he finished this story, "Cougar
ez tolerbul keen an' he hez more
sense than half the humans what I
meets; but he's no angel, ez the man
what fools around his head or heels kin
testify to." Philadelphia Times.
An Electric Gun.
Colonel Fosbery created a sensation
at a lecture he recently gave to an assembly
of officers, small-arm inventors
and other experts at the Royal United
Service Institute bv suddenly drawing
from its place of hiding, under the table, ,
a wonderful new gun, which, lie naa
just brought from Liege. He called it
a "baby elictric gun." It looked like a
pretty carbine, but it had no mechanism
and could not possibly go off
up to the source oi electric force.
This done, it could be fired with amazing
rapidity, 104 rounds having a few days
before been fired from it by its inventor,
M. Pleper, of Liege, in two minutes.
Colonel Fosbery fired two rounds with
infinitesimal powder charges. He had
prepared himself by secreting under his
vest a small circuit of wire and putting
on a banderole, supporting what looked
like a two ounce vial, but was in fact an
electric accumulator, with sufficient
stored up energjr to discharge 2,000
rounds. The cartridges were innocent
looking mites and contained no
substances, nothing in fact but
simple powder and a wad. The opinion
was expressed by various speakers that
the electric gun must once more revolutionize
the manufacture of small arms
He Wouldn't Hare It.
A squatty little man, very corpulent,
very stiff-necked, and very much out of.
sorts halted a policeman at the corner of
Jefferson avenue and Wayne street yesterday
and said: -
"Ha, sir! but what kind of a city is
this, sir? Ha! (blowing his nose) it
strikes me that you're a queer set."
"Wt sir! yes (blow), sir! I came
from with the excursion. naa
scarcely put foot on the street when a
boy called me a caravan, sir! Ha!
(blowj a caravan!"
"He shouldn't have done it."
"And a stranger slapped me on the
back and yelled hello, pard! in my ear!
Yes, sir, (blow) he did, sir in my ear,
"That was wronsr."
"And a boot-black, - sir (blow), had
the impudence to call my feet freight
cars, and to ask me what line I run on!
Yes (blew), sir what line I run on!
"He deserved arrest:"
"Ha! he (blow) did, sir. I want the
people of Detroit to understand that I'm
worth $14,000, sir, mostly in cash
mostly in cash, sir."
"And I've been a Justice of the Peace
for twenty-two years, sir! Ha! (blow)
"Yes, sir. (A long blow.) Aiidwhe
one of your villains calls out to shoot
'this hat, sir, I want him to understand
that I'm also postmaster."
"Yes, sir, and when any one sneers ax
my clothes, sir, let him remember that
I've run for the Legislature the Legislature,
sir! Ha! (blow) and was almost
elected! I won't have this undue
familiarity, sir!' Why, no man in my
town- would dare to call me pard, let
alone slapping me on the back! Why,
sir (blow), why but I want this
"Yes, sir!" J
"I won't put up with it!"
"I am entitled to respect, sir! Yea
(blow), I ha! ha! am, sir!
He walked up Jefferson avenue, but
had not gone a block when a truckman,
who was tossing watermelons to a man
on the walk, made a miss, but hit the
$14,000 man in the back with, a
and cried out:
"Look out, Shorty, or you'll be
counted in and sold "for a quarter."
Detroit Free Press.
Appearance of a Tornado.
As' the tornado sweeps onward in its
course, it rises and falls with a series oi
bounds, and, with a swaying motion,
describes a zigzaer course, now forming
a chain of loops, and again shooting off on
an obtuse angle, varying in the speed of
its forward motion, which may be any-
where from ten to thirty miles an hour.
At the same time it is rapidly whirling
on its axis in the opposite direction from
a screw, or the hands of a clock, the air
revolving around the vortex necessarily
attaining a speed of several hundred
miles an hour. First widening, then
contracting, now bounding above the
tree-tops, and again descending to
sweep the earth bare of every object
within its reach, the aerial monster
surges onward. The largest forest-trees,
mere playthings in its grasp, are
plucked up by the roots, or snapped off
like nine-stems; substantial buildings
are first crushed like egg-shells, then
caught up in the votex and the debris
carried sometimes for miles, before it
is again thrown off by centrifugal force,
and falls by gravitation, anywhere,
everywhere, as soon as released from
the monster's grasp.
It.is difficult to accurately describe
the tornado's appearance and work,
even for those who have been eye-witnesses,
or who have personally passed
through the horrors its coming brings.
While accounts differ as to its appearance
and behavior, as witnessed from
different points of observation, and under
different circumstances, all substantially
agree that it is cone-shaped, its
motion rotary, that its apex resembles
fire and smoke, and that vivid lightning
and heavy rain-fall usually accompany
it. In rare instances, electricity, in the
form of St. Elmo's fire, will pree'ede the
vortex, and a white, steamy cloud will
follow. It will be observed that the
form of a tornado-cloud is nicely illustrated
by the "proof-plane'! used in
teaching natural philosophy. The
small end of the plane is most heavily
charged with electricity, and, tho nearer
it approaches to a perfect point, the
greater will be the accumulation; a high
tension is caused, and the electricity
must escape by some conductor. So,
in the tornado-cloud, the smaller the
point or stem the greater the force exerted
when it meets the earth. Georqe
C. Smith, in Popular Science Monthly.
Farragut Conquering Himself.
Farragut's own story of his self-conquest
is exceedingly interesting. "When
1 was about ten years old," he says,
"when I accompanied my father as
cabin boy to New Orleans with the little
navy we then had to look after the
treason of Aaron Burr, I had some
qualities that I thought made a man of
me. I could swear like an old sailor. I
could drink as stiff a glass of grog as if
I had sailed round Cape Horn, and
could smoke like a locomotive. I was
great at cards, and fond of gambling in
every shape. At the close ol' the dinner
one day my father turned everybody
out of the cabin, locked the door, and
said to me: 'David, what do you mean
to be?" 4I mean to follow the sea.'
Follow the sea! Yes, be a poor, miserable,
drunken sailor before the mast,
kicked and cuffed about the world, and
die in some fever hospital m a foreign
land.' 'ISTo,' I said, Til tread the
quarter-deck and command, as you do.'
'JSb, David, my boy; no boy ever trod
the quarter-deck with such principles
and habits as you have. You'll have to
change your whole course of life if you
ever become a man. My father left me
and went on deck. I was stunned by
the rebuke. Apoor, miserable, drunken
sailor before the mast! kicked and cuffed
about the world, and to die in some fever
hospital! That's my fate, "is it? I'll
change my life, and change it at once.
I will never utter another oath. I will
never drink, another drop of intoxicating
liquors; I willjaever gamble; and, as
God is my witness", I have kept thos
three Eesolutionsto thisjjour,
PERSONAL AND EftPEnSONAL.
E. J. Burdett, the "youmerist,1
rides a bicycle for recreation.
Palatka, Fla., has a family of sixteen
brothers and not one of them less-than
six feet in height. Chicago Inter
It is now quite common to give A
child the surname of its mother. 'This
13 a rooa way to preserve two iamuy
names. iv. I. vrapnic.
The State of Texas elects a Governor
every fourth year, and only four former
mcumDenis oi me oince are now juyiug
Messrs, Throckmorton, Hubbard, Cok&
Rev. W. Cowl, who left a
pulpit near Pittsburgh to accept as.
call to the Third Unitarian Church, corner
Monroe and Laflin streets, Chicago,
has been received again into the Pittsburgh
Conference. Pittsburgh Post.
The daughter of Bayard Taylor has
until recently been supporting herself as
a governess in .New York. She and her
mother declined a purse of $30,000,
raised by New York ladies on learning
that Bayard Taylor died poor.
Hugh Birley, M. P., of Manchester,
wnose aeatn is announced, .was
the son of a cotton spinner, and always
had a warm heart for his work people.
During the cotton famine he- even sold,
his carriage that he might be able .to
give greater assistance to the poor.
The. late Judge Black, writes a correspondent,
had his right arm broken,
in eleven pieces by a railroad accident
in 1&68, and it never afterwards wak
of much use to him. He learned to
write with his left nand after he was.
sixty years of age. Chicago Tribune.
Miss Catherine Wolf has built a
"cottage" at Newport at a cost of $500,-000,
and has had $150,000 worth of
furniture carted in to make it comfortable
for a couple of months during ther
summer. Miss Wolf is mistress of her
own heart and a fortune of several millions
therefore, a monopolist. Where
is the young man to destroy this mo-
nopoly. Chicago Inter Ocean.
The venerable Charles R. Thorny
father of the late "leading man" in the
Union Square Theater, New York, of
Edwin Thome and of Mrs. Emily-Chamberlain,
was married last week in
San Francisco to the widow of the late
James Stark, the tragedian. Mr.
the hero of a romantic life. He has
been on the stage over sixty years, ancL
in his time "played many parts. N. 'Yl
The younger son of Gov. And?ewv
of Massachusetts, is at work as - repairer
and lineman for the Pittslleld.'
Telephone company. He has spe;it a
year in the factor-, and is now learning-all
the practical working of a telephone
exchange, fitting himself for a responsible
position in the eastern part of the-State.
To don old clothes and visit
residences where in full dress he has: attended
evening parties, requires a kind.,
of nerve whicn ought to make a
telephone man. Boston Journal.
"A LITTLE NONSENSE."
. A fat and awkward billiard player
is a cue-cumbersome specimen. Cincinnati
'Good bye" in the telephone re-
imncls one oi autumn: it is me yell o y
leave. Boston Bulletin.
"What do you think of Fielding?'
she asked young Mr. Tawmus. "Oh,
it's important, of course, but it won't
avail anything without good batting!"
A horse balked with a man in Buffalo)
the other day, and he sat there in his-buggy
for nine hours before the animal
moved on. He was a house painter,
working by the day, and would hav&
put in another hour if necessary. Detroit
"Can't understand this at all," said
young Hyson; "can't understand it at
all." "Well, tell it," said his partner..
"Why,a whale goes down below, doesnTc
it?" "Uh.ves." "Ana tins maorazme
says it comes up to b'low, too Nbw
that's nonsense." But nobody would.
listen to him. Oil City Derrick.
Idiocy of the weather topic: "Well,
how do you like this weather?" inquired
old man Barnstable of Mrs. McBaker,
who always looks on the dark ide of
things. "Don't like it at all," snnppecL
that amiable virago. "Ah, don't, eh?"
mildly replied old Barnstable, "er er
how do you think you would like It if it
suited you.''" Texas Siftings.
Mamie, having been helped twice-to
everything on the table, slid 5own,
when the coffee came in, from her ?hair
with a sigh. "There, now," said her
mamma, I suppose you have eaten so-much
that you feel uncomfortab?e.'r
"Don't!" replied Mamie quickly, wiha
toss of her little head. "I just feel rice
and smooth." Chicago Tribune.
"What did you get out of tkafc
case?" asked the old lawyer. "I ?.;ot
my client out of it," replied the
"And what did he get out of it?'
"Satisfaction, I reckon. I didn't leva
anything else for him to get" "Yoi'nr
man," said the senior, proudly, "yov'lt
never be a Judsre. There is not enorgtt
money on the bench for you.
The wrong girl V
Girl In hammock
Reading' book " -
Catches man . "
By hook or crook.
Girl in kitchen
Scrubbing1 pan. - 7' .;
Cannot gobble , . y t
Any man. ' V, -
Ten years later.
Head in whirl,
Wished he'd taken
OH City Blizzartt.
"Good morning, Farmer Furrow,""
said the old deacon, as he leaned
fence to have a friendly chat.
"Mornin' deacon," nodded the farmer.
"How is that sick pig this morning?"
"O, that's gittin' along right smart, I
reckon," cheerfully replied the grangers
"And. how is the rest ot your folks?" continued
the deacon. The farmer said
nothing) but reached down, picked up
an overripe melon and fired it .right at
the deacon's head. "There!" he exclaimed;
"by the time yer git them 'er
seeds out o' yer ha'r you'll find out how
my folks is." IT. Y. Dairy.
It is predicted that Washington.will
be gayer than ever the coming. winter. '
The session of Congress isthet long"on
-Chicago Journal. "".