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SOL. MULES, EDITOR AM) PUBLISHES.
THE CONSTITUTION AND THE UNION.
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VOLTJME XVL-MJMBER 3.1
TROY, KANSAS, THURSDAY, JULY 11, 1872.
WHOLE NUMBER.-783.
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TWO QUf&ltH 171 WESTHWHTE1.
la the Clispel of Henry the Serenth,
Whrrc the sculptured crUion r
Show the ebegorrM ttaat-mvtk hMn&ag
Like cobweb film la air,
There re held two ahrines in keeping;
Wlioee artnotif closely prr
The tomb of the Bnoe of Scotland,
And that of atont Queen lieaa.
Xach aldvof the aleeping Toaipr
Tbey lie; and orer their dut
The canopies mould aad blaoMtD,
And the ending gather nut .
"While, loir od the rouble ublct,
Each effi0d In atone.
TThejr lie, aa thee went to JaJjcment,
jDcrowned, and eoW, mod alone.
Smltla them paaa the tlin.. . -M--
Each day, and hofldreiU me -
To read the whole of the lenn
That U known to co man ajlre.
Of which waa the more to be pitied.
Or whieh the more to be feared
The half maAcnllue, petulant ruler.
Or the woman too close endeared.
One weakened Iter land with, fiction.
One strengthened with band of steel ;
One died on the bUf k-drapM scaffold.
One broke on old-agea wfaeeL
And both oh, Rweet 7f.Trn, tbe pity
Felt the thorn In the rim of the crown!
Par mre than tbe sweep of tbe ermine.
Or the eae of the regal down.
TVm the Stoart of Scotland plotting
For her royal I iter's all I
"Was It hatred, in crown or in person,
Prove the Tudor to wish her fall t
"Was there cailty marriage with Bothwell,
A nd Mark crime at tlie Kirk of Meld f
And what meed how the smothered paasion
That for Easex stood half rerealed f
Dark qnections! and who shall aolTethemf
Not one, till tbe peat asftlze.
"When royal secrets and motives
Shall be opened to commonest eyes:
3?ot even bv liuokwnrn. studenta,
AVbo shall dig, and cavil, and grope.
And keep to the ear learned promise,
While tbey break it to the hope.
Ah. well, there it one sad lesson
Hade clear to ns all, at the worst
Of two forces, made onite incarnate.
And that equally blessed and cursed:
"With the EnfiUsh woman, all-conqnering.
Was Power, with Its bandmald. Pride;
With the Scottish walked hot-browed Faaalon,
Calling lo vera to her aide.
And the paths were tbe paths of rain,
Of disease and of wo, to both
-- With their guerdon the sleepless pillow,
r5 - And their weapon the broken troth :
-And each, when she died, might hare shuddered
To know she had failed to find
So near an amrrnach to contentment
Aa that felt by some lantlles hind.
Ah. well, again! tbey are sleeping
Divided, 3et side bv side:
And tbe lesson were far less hedful.
If their srpulcbres severed wbV;
And well, fur lie and fur Marie,
That tbe r es, to judge them at hist.
Will be free frm tbe veil and the clamors
Dlindlng all. In the present and past.
THBEE SUNDAYS IN A WEEK
sr edgar a', r-on.
"Tou hard-hearted, obstinate, nisty, crusty,
nmsty, fusty. oM kavage ! r said I, infancy, oue
afternoon, to my grand undo Bnnigudgeon
snaking my fist at biin in imagination.
Only m imagination. Tlie fact is, soma trivial
discrepancy dul exist, jast then, between what I
said and what 1 had not tlie courage to say be
tween what I did and what I had naif a mind to
lo.
The old porpoise, as I opened the drawing
room door, was sitting with his feet npou the
mantle-piece, and a bumper of port in his paw,
making strenuous efforts to accomplish a ditty.
"My dear nncle," said I, closing the door geu
tly, and approaching him with the blandest of
Millies, "you are always bo very kind and con
siderate,. and have einced jour benevolence in
so many so v ery uiany waj s that that I feel
I have only to suggest this little point to j ou
once more to make sure your acquiescence."
"HeyP'saidhe; "good boyj gooti!"
"lam sure, dearest uncle, (you confounded old
rascal!) that you have uo design, really, serious
ly, to oppose my union with Kate. This is mere
ly a joke of yours, I know ha! ha! ha! how
very pleasant you are at times."
'Ha, ha, ha!" said he; "enrse you yes!"
" fo be sure of course! I knew yon were jest
ing. Now, nncle, all that Kate and in self wish
at present, is that yon would oblige ns with your
advice as as regards the time j on know, un
cle in short, when will it be most convenient
for yourself, that the wedding shaH shall shall
come off, j on know I ''
"Come off, you scoundrel! what do you mean
by that f Better wait till it goes on."
"Ha, ha, ha! he, he, he! hi, hi, hi! ho, ho,
Tiol hu, hu, hn! oh, that's good! oh, that's
capital tuck wit! lint all we want just ttoir,
jou know, nncle, is that yon n ould indicate the
lime precisely."
"Ha! precisely!"
" Ves, nncle that is, if it would be quite agree
able to yourself."
"Wouldn't it answer, Bobbv, if I were to leave
it at random some time within a year or so, for
cxamplef mt I say precisely!"
"If yon please, undo precisely."
"Well, then, Bobby, my boy you're a fine fel
low, aren't you I since you trill. have the exact
time, I'll why, I'll oblige you for once."
"Dear uncle!"
"Hush, sir! (drowning my voice.) Til obligo
von for once. You shall ha e in v conutit nS
. tbe slam, we mnsi not forget the i.luru let mt
see! when shall it be J To-day's cjnnday imi't 'l
itt Well, then, yon shall be married precisely
prrcutlf, now mind! fritn tine Sunday route (a
gtlktr in a wnl! Da yoa hear me. sir t What are
wm fp'mg att 1 say, yoa shall have Kate and
her plum when three 8ni days come together ;a
a week but not till then you joung scape
grace not till then, if I die Wit. Yon kuow
me rm a nan ofrng word now lie off! "
Here he swallowed his bumper of port, while I
rushed from the room in despair.
Avery " fine old English gentleman." was my
grand-uncle, Unmgndon, but unlike him of the
Bong, he had his reak points.
"o waa a little, pursy, pompons pauionate,
semi-circular somebody, with a red nose, a thick
skull, n looj purse, aril a strong sense of his own
(Consequence. With the best heart in the world,
he contrived, through a predominant whim of
'fomtradirtio, to earn for himself, among those
vcha knew Vim superficially, the character of a
. Curmudgeon. Like many excellent rple. he
Aecmed possessed of a spirit of tamtalitattOH.
which might easily, at a glance, ba e lw-en mista
ken for malevolence. To every request, a posi
tive "2"o!" was his immediate answer; but in
the end in the long, long end there ere ex
ceedingly few requests which he refused.
Against all attacks upon his purse, he made the
most sturdy defence; but the amount extorted
from him at last was, generally, in direct ratio
with the length of the siege and the stubborn
ness of the resistance. In charity no one gave
more liberally or with a worse grace.
For the fine arts, and especially for belles let
tres, he entertained a profound contempt. With
this he had been inspired by Casimir Perier,
whose pert littlequery, "A qmoiuMpotttntil bout"
he was in the habit of qnoting. ith a very droll
pronunciation, as the ucpl4 mltra of logical wit.
Thus my own inkling for the Muses had excited
his entire displeasure. He assured me one day,
when I asked him for a new copy of Horace, that
the translation of "Porto sascirsr eJHn was a
justy poet for nothing fit a remark which I took
Jin liign dudgeon.
His repugnance to "tbe humanities" had, al
so, much increased of late, by an accidental bias
on favor of what he supposed to be natural sci
'ence. Somebndr had accosted him in the street,
mistaking him for no less a personage than Doc
tor Donble L. Dee, the lecturer on quack physic.
This set him off at a tangent; and jnst at the ep
och of this story for story it is getting to be, af
ter all my grand nncle, Bomgndgeou waa ac
cessible anc" pacific ouly npou points which hap
pened to chime in with tho caprioles of the hob
by he waa riding. For the rest, he langbed with
his arms and legs, and his politics were stubborn
and easily understood. Ho thought with Hors
Iey, that "the people have nothing to do with
the laws but to obey them."
I had lived with tbe old gentleman all my life.
My parents, in -dying, had bequeathed me to him
as a rich legacy. 1 believe the old villain loved
me aa his own child nearly if not quite as well
as he loved Kate but it was a dog's existence
that be led me, after all.
From my first year until my fifth, he obliged
me with very regular floggings. I"'"' five to
fifteen, he'threateued me, hourly, wfridhe house
of correction. From fifteen to twenty, not a day
passed in which he did not promise to cut me off
with a shilling. I was a sad dog, it is true but
then it was a part of my nature a point of my
faith. In Kate, however, I bad a firm friend, and
I knew it. She was a good girl, and told me
very sweetly that I might have her, (plum and
all,)whenever I could badger my great uncle,
Bnmgndgeon, into the necessary consent
Poor girl! she was barely sixteen; without
this consent her little amount in the funds was
not come-at-able until five immeasurable sum
mers had "dragged their slow length along."
What then to do f At fifteen, or even at twenty
one, (for I had passed my fifth olympiad,) live
j ears in prospect are very much the sane as five
hundred. In ain we besieged the old j,tntleinau
with imortiiiiities. Here was a jnece de rctiit
aucr (as Messieurs lide and Careue would say)
which suited his perverse fancy to a T.
It would have stirred the indignation of Job
himself, to see how much like an old monserhe
bchat ed to us Hwr wretched little mice. In his
heart he wished for nothing more anient ly than
our union. He had made up his mind for this all
along. In fact, he would have given ten thou
sand pounds from his own pocket, (Kate's plum
was her oirs,) if he could have invented anything
like an exense for complying with our very natu
ral wishes. But then we bad been so impudent
as to broach the subject ourselves. Not to op
pose it under such circumstances, I sincerely be
lieve was not in his power.
I have said already that he had his .weak
poiuts; but, in speaking of these, I mnst not be
understood as referring to bis obstiuacy, which
was oue of his strong poiuts "atenremmt re a'
ttait pat a juime." n lien i mention Lis w eak
ness, I have allusion to a bizarre old-womanish
superstition hith beset him. He was great in
dreams, portents, el id gcmtomtie of rigmarole.
He was excessively punctilious, too, upou small
points of honor, and after his own fashion, was a
mail of his word, be nnd a doubt. This wx, in
fact, oue of his hobbies. Tbe tpirit of his vows
he made no scruple of Betting at naught, but the
letter was a bond inviolable. Now it was this
latter peculiarity of bis disposition, of which
Kate's ingenuity enabled ns one fine day, not
long after our interview in the dining-room, to
take a very unexpected advantage; and, having
thus, in tlie fashion of all modern hard and ora
tors, exhausted in jirofroomrsa, all the time at my
command, and nearly all the room at my disposal,
I will sum up, in a few words, what constitutes
the whole pith of the story.
It bapiieneil, then so the fates ordered it that
among the naval acquaintances of my betrothed,
were two gentlemen who bad just set foot upon
the chores of England, after a year's travel, each,
in foreign climes. In cnuinanv with these gen
tlemen, my cousin and I, precoLcertedly, paid un
cle Knmbiidgenn a visit on the aftemiMin of Sun
day, October 10th jnst three weeks after the
memorable decision vv hich hail so cruelly defeat
ed our hopes. For abou t half an hour, the con
versation ran upon ordinary topics, but at last
we contrived, quite naturally, to give it the fol
lowing turn: - .
Captain I'ratt. "Well, I have been absent jnst
oue year. Just one year to-day, as I live let me
see, yes! this is Oetober tenth. You remember,
Mr. Biimguilgeon; I called this day year, to bid
yon good bye. And, by the way, it does seem
something like a coincidence, does it not, that our
friend. Captain Smitherton, here, has been absent
exactly a j ear also a year to-day ! "
Smitherton. "Yes, just one v ear to a fraction.
You will remember, Mr. Rumgndgeon, that I call
ed with Captain I'ratt on this very day, last
j ear, to pa v my parting respects."
t7ce. Yes, yes, yes I remember it very well
very qneer, indeed! Both of) on gone jnst one
year. A very strange coincidence, indeed! Just
what Doctor Double L. Dre would denominate
an extraordinary concurrence of events. Doctor
Doub
Kate. Interrupting. To lie sure, papa, it is
something strange, but then Captain I'ratt and
Captain Smitherton didn't go altogether the same
route, and that makes a difference, jou know.
Unde. 1 don't know any such thing, yon huz
zy! How should If I think it only makes the
matter moro remarkable. Doctor Double L. Dee
Kate. Why, papa, Captain Pratt went ronnd
Cape Horn, and Captain Smitherton doubled the
Cape of Good Hope.
Uncle. Precisely! the one went east and the
other went west, you jade, and they both have
pine quite round the world. By the by, Doctor
Double I. Deo
ilyelf. hurriedly. Captain Pratt, yon must
come and spend tbe evening with ns to-morrow
you and Smitherton you can tell us all alwint
jour voyage, and we'll have a game of whist,
and
rratt. Whist, my dear fellow jou forgot.
To-morrow will be Sunday. Some other even
ing Kate. Oh, no, fie! Robert's not qnito so bad
as that. To-day's Sunday.
Uncle. To lie sure to be snrc!
Pratt. Oh no! to-mnrrow's Sunday.
Smitnerton. You are all mad cv ery one of yon.
I am as iiositive that jestenhiy vvas'Sundaj-, as I
am that I sit npou this chair.
Kate. jumping up eagerlj-. I see it I see it
all. Papa, this is a Judgment njion yon, about
abont yon know what. J.et me alone, and I'll ex-"
plain it all in n minute. It's a verv !-;,. thing
indeed. Captain Ssi'hcrton says'that ysr:terda
was Sunday; so it wn;; ,K ' ngi,t. Cousin Bo
by, ami nnele, and I, say that to-day is Sunday;
so it is; we are right. Captain Pratt maintains
that tiMiwrrow will be Sunday; so it will; he is
right, too. The fact is, w e are all right, and thus
three Snudaj's lis ve come together in a week!
Smitberton. after a panne. By the by, Pratt,
Kate has us completely. What fool, we two are!
Mr. Rumgndgeon, the matter stands thus: the
eatth,jou know, is twenty-fonr thousand miles in
circumference. Now this glolie of the earth turns
upon its own" axis revolver spins ronnd the
twenty-four thousand miles of extent, going from
west to east, in precisely twenty-four hours. Do
you understand, Mr. Rumgndgeon f
Ccr. To be sure to lie snrt DoctorDonb
Smitberton. drowning his voice. Well, sir,
that is at the rate of one thonsand miles perbonr.
Now, snppose that I sail from this position a
iu-iiesaiiu imin run is, ui cinirvr, i amnrijiaie mo
rUing nf the sun lierr, at London, by just one
hur. X nw the ran rise one liirar N-fore on ilo.
Proceeding in the same direction. Jet another I one time an extensive holder of real estate in the
thonsand miles, I anticipate the rising bj- two same Slate, according to our information, and
hours another thousand, I anticipate it by three lived in ease and comfort,snmnnded bynnmerons
hours, and m on, until I go entirely round the friends. After that penod, however, the old. old
glolie, and back to this spot, when, having gone story, cf financial complications and bnsiness
twenty-fnr thousand miles east. I anticipate the reverses, might be applied to his case, .and, as a
rising of the Londou snu bv no less than twenty- result, his mind became broken, and his down
four hours: that is to sav.'l am a day in adranee ward course continued to a once nnlooked for
tC salt. tiiH. 1 w- .1 ..... I a ! a! . 1. ...... .. TO a.
ofvourtiine. L'nilerst.n.t ..
rcfc Hut Dotibldc L. Dee
Smitherten. speaking very loud. Captain
Pratt, on the coutrarv, when he had sailed a
thousand miles west of this position, was an honr,
and when he had sailed twenty-four thonsand
miles west, was twenty-fonr hours, or one day,
bebind the time at London. Tbns, withme,yes-
-1?, ,y , s"nday thus, with Pratt, to-morrow
will lw Sunday. And what is more, Mr." Rum
gndgeon, it is jiositivelv clear that we are all
rivbt; for there can lie "no philosophical reason
assigned why tbe idea of one of ns should have
preference over that of the other.
rcr. My eyes! well, Kate! well, Bobby!
this is a judgment upon me, aa you say. But I
am a man of my word marl- tAat.' vou shall have
her. boy, (plum aud nil.) when yoopU-aae, Done
up, by Jove! Thr-t Snnilays all in a row! Ill
go, and take Double L. Dee'a opinion ou fot.
TitE actnal dnration of a flash of lightning
does not rxceedthe millionth part of a second,
bnt the retina of the human eye retains the im
pression of the electrical flash for a much longer
penod.
Makch is tbe hardest on ear eoBdnctora.
gtrellaa.
TBlt XECI.ECTEB tUVL
The storm of grief ass long since died away.
Hearts ceased to ache, sndiraltleas tors to flow;
Beheld the anv, oriaited, aadecksd,
Torfottea! Xwss so bubj years sfo.
The iB&kcnss wares In muDoleated prune, ii
Untrodden now by taring pflgrha feet ;
Tbe varant rose-bosh only on the mound,
Lara funeral tributes of Ita blossoms sweet.
Over the bfd-stane creeps the hidden moss,
Blotune the graven words with fingers alow j
The wandering rum there bangs unchecked Ita veil
2fonesek to read the mournful record now.
VTho alumucrs there t Xo answer from the atone i
Xo mourners near giro tender, aad reply t
The echoes knew tbe name once ; but the breese
Sears bo response npou ita passing algn.
This grave once darkened earth for many hearts:
Life lo.t its lastre and the sun Its gold ;
And woeful weepers wailed : "Console ns. Bsath I
Earth holds no onuolatlon." Kow, behold!
Forgotten! By the death-bed stands despair!
Then comes a space of agony and weeping:
And then the world goeo on, the mourners mOe,
And joy awakes, although tbe tared he sleeping.
Ab. loringGodt that brings Time's healing balm
To bruised hearts, that else would break with jtorrow
Tbat grant'st mift slumbers to the night of Grief, f
And sends the splendors of a new tomorruw
Isou didst not will it so, that we should weep
Over desr grare. forever and forever ;
TU Tbou that whinpemt tenderly, "Some day,"
When wo in anguuh cry, "Ah, never! uerrr! "
Xor do we all forget, when kindly Time
ltaa bidden us to reaae despair and weeping;
Sorrow mar perish, but within our hesrts
Lore dwells forerer Lore, not dead, but sleeping.
AXECDSTES OF Pl'BLIC J1E..
BY COL. J. W. roBNET.
While J was editor of the Washington Union,
under the administration of President Pierce, a
very interesting incident took place at n dinner
at my former residence, now the Census Bureau,
ou Eighth street, nearF. It was attended by a
number of the Democratic leaders, including
John C. Breckinridge, of Kentucky: Lawrence
M. Keitt, of South Carolina; Jessee D. Bright, of
Indiana; John Slidell, of Louisiana, and several
whose names I cannot remember. Hon. Samuel
S. Cox, then a very young man, known rather for
his book, "The Buckej'e Abroad," and for his tal
ents as an occasional lecturer, was among the
guests, and did me the honor (o write an editori
al against the Kuow-Xothiugs the proof of
which was sent to us while we were at the table,
and read aloud for tbe general delectation. Mr.
Keitt was full of humor, and took lecial delight
iu teasing Breckinridge by his raillery of the
Keutnckiaus their peculiar habits mid ideas.
The retort of Breckinridge was recalled to me
the other evening at the reporters' banquet at
Washington by Mr. Cox, w ho, after having been
appointed Secretary of Legation to Peru in 1855,
was chosen a Representative in Congress from
Ohio for three successive terms, and then, on bis
removal to tbe city of New York, chosen several
terms to the same body, in which he now figures
as oue of the ablest advocates of the Democratic
party. Breckinridge wittily described a recent
trip to South Carolina, and his meeting with sev
eral of the original secessionists one of them a
militia officer iu Keitt's district, who had jnst re
turned from a training, clothed in faded regimen
tals, with a huge troojier's sword at his Bide, and
a cbaneau surmounted with a very large plume.
LIIo-wh full of entbitsiasoi-for "the cause," and
uescanted with particular eloquence upon wbat
lie called the wrongs of the South. "I tell jou,
sah, we cannot stand it any longer; we intend to
fight; wo are preparing to tight; it is impossible,
sah, that we should submit, sab, even for an ad
ditional hour, sah." "And from what are yon
suffering!" quietly asked Breckinridge. "Why,
sah, we are suffering under the oppression of the
Federal Government. We have been suffering
under it for thirty years, and will stand it no
more." "Now," said Breckinridge, turning to
Keitt, "I would advise mj-j oung friend hereto
invite some of his constituents, before undertak
ing the war, upon a tour through the North, if
only for the purpose of teaching tbem what an al
mighty big country they will have to whip be
fore they get through!" The effect was irresist
ible, and the impulsive but really kind-hearted
South Carolina Hotspur joined in the loud laugh
ter excited by Breckinridge's retort. Somehow
the nameof Baker isalwajsassociated in luymind
with tbat of Breckinridge. You have not forgot
ten my description of tlie thrilling scene between
these two men, after the battle of Bull Run, in
tbe Senate of the United States tbe eloquent at
tack of Breckinridge uhui the administration of
Mr. Lincoln, and the magnetic reply of Baker,
who had jnst come in from his camp in time to
hear the outburst of tbe Kentuckiau, and to an
swer it on the spot with such overwhelming
force. He was killed in one of tbe Virginia bat
ties, October 21, 1861, and on tbe SWth nf that
month I reproduced in an "Occasional" letter
one of his fugitive poems, which is so beautiful,
and the last v erse of which applies so strikingly
to his untimely death, that I copy it here :
"TO A WAVE."
Dost thoa see s star with thy swelling crest.
Oh, ware, that Iearest thy mother's breast I
Host thou leap from the prisoned depths below.
In scorn of their calm and constant flow 1
Or art thou seeking some distant land.
To die in murmurs upon the strand I
Itss thou tales to tell of the pearl lit deep.
Where the ware-whelmed mariner rocks in sleep t
Canst thou speak of nariea that sunk In pride,
Ere the roll of their thunder in echo died t
What trophies , whatbanners, are floating free.
In the shadowy depths of that silent sea 1
It were vain to ask, as thoa rollest afar.
Of banner or mariner, ahip or stsr : t
It were vain to seek in inv stormy face "
Some tale nf the sorrowful past to trace :
Tnou art iwtiung nigh, thoa art flashing free.
How vain are the questions we ssk of then,
I too sm a wsre of tbe stcrmr tn z
1 too sm a wsnderer. driven like thee :
I too sm seeking a distant land.
To be lost and gone era 1 reach tbe atrand;
For tbe land X aeek ia a wareleas shore.
And tbey wbo once reach ft ahall wander no more.
OS I I 1
TUF.nr. died bnt a few daya since, at tbe County
Infirmary, unattended save by those whose of
ficial duty it was to render snch services as they
might deem proper, one in whose life and past his
tory are many points worthy of reference in this
public manner. This was a man of more than 80
winters, w hose name w as John Miller, aud whose
mind, long since, became so enfeebled aa to ren
der it incumbent npon his friends, now removed
to a distant State, to place him in some institu
tion of tbe above character, for safe keeping. In
his prime, Mr. Miller was editorially connected
with one of the most influential papers iu the
ni.ltlMirififr State of Pennsvlvnntft. He was at
termination, as we have seen. The man who
counted his acres by the bnndred, and his wealth
by the tens of thousands, died in a Connty poor
house, tbe object of charity in one sense at least.
SpringJleU (O.) Adctrtiter.
Mrs. SotrmwoRTH, the novelist, is thns chat
tered aliont: "Tallish in figure, with fnll fore
bead, well balanced head, thoughtful gray eyes,
and a face denoting intellect of the deliberate,
reasoning kind, she seems likelier to be a writer
of the Martineau order than of tbe imaginative
stvle. She has two children: Dr. Richard J.
Southworth, a niuch esteemed physician of
Georgetown, and Charlotte Emma Lawrence, the
wife of Dr. James Y. Lawrence, an officer in tie
United States army."
Thbee yean ago, a Gloucester lady made her
husband promise that be would give her each day
all tbe five cent pieces he had in his pocket, and
on his birthday, a few days since, she surprised
him by making him a present of a handsome gold
watch, coating upward of (100. which she bad
purchased with the money thns obtained. It
shows how fast little savings will accumulate.
Detboit cnovieU write dine novel,
jail lift buo help to their depravity.
Even
PEI.EO WA1B1AT CaUTlAs7A.
Chawaqca, N. Y., Jnne 10.
I still linger.
I have left Aunt Lois's, and taken room (an
attic parlor) at the Chapnaqua hotel, close to
Greeley's housc.
I was attracted int) his orchard yesterday after
noon by a queer looking crowd moving around
among tbe trees, and soon discovered the great
philanthropist, perched in an apple-tree in the
centre,, with .boxing-gloves on, talking to the
audience below. I iaqniredof one of the bystand
ers why he wore boxing-gloves. " Sh !" waa tbe
answer, "them ain't bpxin'-gloves; his hand is
blistered pnrty bad cboppin' ever since tbe
convention. Them's poultices." I noticed that
he held his ax with (is elbow a good deal oil
tbe time he wasn't chopping mat is, about ail
the time. '
He talked most of,tbe forenoon to himself, only
speaking to other when he was interrupted.
" Tbe only way to prune trees properly i to head
'era in!" and be crept around ami lopped off all
the spronts that shot np above the main branches.
"Head 'em in! In tbat way you keep your trees
symmetrical, and tbey expend their vigor close to
the ground. So mauy write ou horticulture who
don't know anything 'about it! Cut off the sap
lings, and you retain the vital forces. Head 'em
inf"
Among the spectators gathered nnder the trees
to witness the exploits of the botanical pbiloso-
Eher, were Reuben Fentou, N. B. Forrest, the
eroof Fort Pillow; Trumbull, Mr. Mndd, and
Snangler, recently of the Dry Tortngas; Wade
Hampton, Carl Schnrz, Wm. M. Tweed, and lesser
members of the great liberal party. Whitelaw
Reid, of the Tribnne, sauntered nnder the trees,
looking lovingly npto his chief, removed his
white hat, and remarked tbat be bad some dis--jiatches.
"Read 'em!' They all drew near and
listened.
"Tenueasee Democratic convention declares fur
Greeley." Loud cheers.
"Hendricks says tbe man lies who reports tbat
he is not for Greeley." Approving laughter
and cries of "Good for Hendricks." "He will
run for Governor." Silence.
"The Mississippi Democratic convention in
structs its delrgates to vote for Greeley nnd
Brown." Hai! bai! and guffaws from Spangler,
Garvey, and others.
At this jHiint Fenton looked anxiously over
Reid's shoulder, and Trumbull said: "Now,
s'poae j on give ns some of the accounts of Repub
licans changing to Greeley."
" Yes, plenty of 'em just wait a minute," said
Reid.
"The Maine Democratic convention declares
for Greeley." Cheers.
"At a large and influential meeting of Republi
cans" "That's it! That's it!" from Trumbull,
in Cinciunati, on the !27th, there was great en
thusiasm, and speeches were made and resolutions
unanimously adopted pledging the State and city
to Grant and" "I've got hold of the wrong
dispatch," growled Whitelaw.
"Kansas Democratic convention demand the
nomination of Greeley at Baltimore." Cheers
from Tweed and his frieds.
"Did Carl Schnrz speak V iuquired Trum
bull. "No,"replied Whitelaw, ".he didn't bavetirae."
" Y-e-e-ea," sneered Lyman, "I s'pose he had to
go a fisbin'."
"Here's another," says Whitelaw, "more to tbe
point." Trumbull picked np bis ears. Mr. Gree
ley skewed around in the crotch of the tree so as
to get new bearings.
"Catawasipcs, Me., June 3. Hon. Jonah
Baldwin, late custom house officer, has come out
strong forGreelej-. Ie la a Itepubllcan, cheers
from Trumbull, Feuton and Tipton Slssher, but
sajs it is high time we had a civil service reform
that Would not permit a man to lie turned out of
office for a mere irregularity in his accounts." j
"New IIavex Conn., June 10. N. D. Sperry,
postmaster, n ho has been a Republican ev evince
he was a know-nothing, has come out this week
for Greeley. He received notice last week that
his place was wanted. He declares that the
administration is corrupt, and matters could not
be w orse." Applause from Trumbull.
Aud another "the Kentucky Democratic con
vention declared for Greeley, sang the Bonnie
Blue Flag, and resolved the soldiers in the late
civil war are remembered with 'gratitude aud
affection."
"That's all," remarked Whitelaw, shaking his
hat.
"A fine showing, indeed," replied the umbra
geous hero; "these dispatches indicate tbat the
Republicans of tbe couutry will vote for me al
most unanimously-."
Just before we set down to dinner, old Mrs.
Mehitible Pcabody came up the lawn with her
black workbag on her arm, and a mourning cap
border around her face, and Greeley ran to meet
her like au'old brother.
"I am so glad to see yon, grandmother," said
he, taking both her hands in his poultice mittens,
"so glad to see you hsvn't seen you smce poor
Ben's funeral."
"No, Horace," said she, shedding tears, "Ben
was a good boy; my main stay; you don't know
how lonesome like it seems down on the old place
since we buried him up by tbe church with his
regimentals on. Yon helped me a good deal, one
way 'an another, w bile he w as off I o the war, Hor
ace, and I often blesed yon for't."
Tbe old lady buried her face in her bands, and
Horace turned his face tenderly tp the partition.
"And now," said she, "I've come to ask you to
help me get a little pension for his children,
Horace."
Gen. Forrest came -to the. rcscne. Observiug
that the philosopher was girling thoughtfully at
a knot hole, as if about to give way to tears, be
shipped him vigorously on the back aud said, "Be
a man, Greeley. Remcber your pledges. In
Tain do the drill sergeants of a decaying orgsnlza
liCS Scrrfrh nieuaiinj'r their trnntheons. No
more discrimination is favor;,? ihe widows and
orphans of the north aad against the widows and
orphan of the south! No more robbery of we'nns
by yon'ns! Great applause, and sobs of 'that's
the ticketP This pension bnsiness is the machi
nery of demagogues. Let it be abolished or else
admit our nntortnnates to the pension roll."
There was silence fur a minute or two; Greeley
resumed: " I don't see nij- way clear. I encour
aged Mehitable's only boy to go, and now to
disregard her bereavement and "
"You old bnmmer, yon!" broke in Spangler
pathetically. "What do yon think of the widow
Bowie's bereavement down in Arkansas t What
do you think nf the little orphans lying around
thar. without any fathers, yon old tow-beaded
Ayr
Trnmbnll sank into a chair and clasped his
face in his bands between his knees.
" If I am to be commissioner.of pensions, as has
been suggested," put in Tweed, "it seems to me
that it wonld be best to pay everybody a pension
that lost anybody in that crnrl and disastron fra
ternal conflict. Why, Mr. Greeley, yon said your
self that we must make anew departure from
bates, jealousies and strifes into an atmosphere
of good will. We must clasp hands across the
bloody chasm, andThnw can yon do tbat, if ron
cheat half the widow and orphans outpf their
pensions!"
"I think I see daylight," mnrmnred Horace.
"Let ns cast behind ns the wreck and rubbish of
worn oat contentions and feud. I can't do any
tbingjforyon to-day, Mehitable. When I'm elected,
111 see if there can't be a compromise; I want to
snit both sides; if possible. It's high time high
time that the late war came to an end." And
he jerked hi hatdnwn overhiseyesdeterniinedly,
while the widow Pcabody withdrew.
ISBI s
THK mannseript of Humboldt's "Cosmo," pre
sented in I860 by Prufeasor Boshman, the philoso
pher's amanuensis, to tbe King of Prussia, is now
in the Royal Library, Berlin. It is divided into
five volume, and carefully placed in an ornamen
tal basket- he ehirograpby is said to be pretty
to look at, ,1Ot almost impossible to read. The
line persistently tend to run upward; and to
eojinterac' this tendency Humboldt was wont to
botten roe lines, so.thats the work grew more
and mote laborjons the word were moulded into
nyraarVis and pillars. At the end of the work
Humboldt' expressed his appreciation of tbe
trouble caused his amanuensis by writing the
words, "fd.Wrti (I pity job!)
Sbibxxt Dabz adrises all wossee to lesia laee
making, furnitare folUUfJmmA. or bed-snakinc
.. tnllnW '- wttfe hs
-...., ,r
tft OL.B mAHMm LJ.XKXT.
T XABOAXKT B- tASOnXK.
1 dftt 70a k&ocUn.boser t
Come la, nr dMia dIe.
An let ale 3uin y wans her
In de muuhioe of your nolle
for de cabin- bone am lonely,
An da heart am weak an aora.
An de brightnem ob de ole daya,
It ncber cornea no mora!
If- not my eye. a-falUn',
Dcy'a nafin now to eee;
or my yc. deyll bear de trompet,
When Gabr'el blows for mo.
De Lord tub All my basket.
And orertiow my store.
Bat de cJott ob de ole days,
. Itnebersoiaesnomore.
Oat yonder in tbe church-yard
My uiaaea Ilea asleep
De pise a roefcln' o'er her,
J)eraAMnifalmiiafakep; i---Ibnrebertn
my boaom,
My madder, hers before t
Ah! de fined will ob do ole days.
It neber comes no more.
Mr bcaaUfol Miss Jessie
Her eyes were soT an' bine j
Her mouf was like a rone-bnd.
She had jtoldea bar like too.
Ttm're mighty pretty, tUhlin.
Bat she why, chile, bat shore!
De beaaty ob ue ole days.
It 'a gone to come no more.
Dey sinjrs dere songs o freedom,
A-walkin by de plow;
De Lord be breesed bat, hooey,
Dere is no music now.
When my ole man. played de fiddle.
An de moon peeped, in de door,
TVe danced to sweeter moaic
Twill nebber soon no more !
Yoa tink ole mammy frettin f
Not so de Lor knows ties';
But de proiplam an de ladies
Are gone wid all de res.
De honse am bfjj an lonely.
An de cabin small and pore.
An de pride ob mammy's ole days
Will neber come no more.
TBOBM W AST.
llsw lie Beeaui
artists
The story of Tommy Nast's artistic career is a
little peculiar. His father was a professional mu
sician, aud, when I first knew Tommy, the old
gentleman was playing tbat extentiou brass,
shovc-out-aud-piill-back, force pump sort of old
fj-shioued horn they used to have iu the bands
a friend sa s it is called a trombone iu the or
chestra of Wallack'a old theatre, comer of ISrooni
aud Uruadw ay, at (10 a week. Kast senior want
ed Tommy to become a musician, and, to that end,
used to thrash him with a leather strap tuosteu
tbusi.iotic.illy aud faithfully, in order to make
him learn the scales on the luliu. Thomas, how
ever, hail a Renins for drawing, and knew it. Ho
used to beg his father to permit him to become
au artist, to all of which the conscientious old
German gentleman now many jears dead
would reply w ith additional doses of strap.
At last, young Thomas became acquainted with
Mr. Berghaus, now, aud for more than a dozen
years, oue of Frank Leslie's chief artists; and to
Dergbaus, wbo was also a German, be confided
alibis woes. He showed his drawings to Berg
haus, and to Sol. Eytinge, who is one of our most
delicate and fanciful American draughtsmen, aud
who was at that time with Leslie; and they, see
ing there was really something iu the boy, then
11 years old, advised him to continue in his ef
forts to convince his father that he could earn
more money as an artist than as a musician.
Tommy went home that night, aud to the Ger
man rarrnt,. having come, borne at 13 ni. (mid
night), be thus remarked:
'1 Father, I must be an artist. If yon let me go
and learn to slraw, in a year or two lean earn
$!() a week; and, in a few years after that, I can
bring in from 50 to $75 every weok. If you
niAe mo learn music, I may slave all my life,
aud I shall very likely find myself at fifty years
old just where you are now, playing for ten dol
lars a week in somebody's band, liable to, be dis
charged at any minute, and out of an engagement
a (quarter of tho year, even when things arc at
their best."
Whether it was the argument or the determin
ation of onng Xast to learn to draw in spite of
tbe parental forbidding that carried the tsiint, I
know not ; certain it is, however, that, the next
day, Tommy Xast entered Frank Leslie's employ,
and was assigned a desk between lierghaus and
Ky tinge, which two thorough artists and amiahlo
gentlemen gave Kast all the regular instruction
be has ever had.
Tbe young artist more than kept his word : in
less than a j ear he conld earn, not $20, bnt thrice
that, on Leslie's paper alone, besides making as
much more on outside work. His father lived to
see that his son was right, aud to see tbat son
bring home his hundred dollars in gold every
Saturday night, while be was humbly toiling
an ay for the same old hardly earned ten dollars.
Nast's industry and imaginative genius rapidly
carried him forward in the profession, and I pre
sume that, for the past ten years, there has not
been a week when bis work, taking his cartoons
for illustrated papers, his illustrations of books,
aud other business, has not been eiual to at least
got) a day. aud np to three times tbat sum.
Nast's mother is a thorough German, a most
estimable woman, I am told, and an excellent
mother; butshe'eaunot speak, or conld not when
I saw her first and last, a dozen words of Eng
lish. Several years ago Xast was introduced to an
English family consisting of the father, mother,
eon, aud three daughters. The mother is a fine
specimen of the thorough-bred English lady, and
her daughters are like uuto her. The mother is
an annt of James Parton, the biographer he
who has written the lives of Andrew Jackson,
Aaron Burr, Horace Greeley, ic, and wbo is
bbown all over tbe country as one of the most
versatile and accomplished raagazinists and mo
of letters iu the land. The eldest daughter, Sal
lie, of this lady (Mr. Edwards) Mr. Thomas Xast
married some nine years ago. Tbey have had
three children, all, I think, now living. 80, yon
see, if tbe caricaturist dies, he leaves abundant
material for a new generation. Cor. 2f. T. Trib
nne. A week ago the road in tbe lower part of
Hopewell Township were iiierany coverej who
rat tracks. These tracks marked the migration
of the rats in the night. The movement occu
pied two nights, and so closely did tbey travel
that the entire width of the sandy road was cov
ered with the footmarks; even the ruts were also
in this way marked. It is certain that the two
manner. Hut iuasmneh aa tbey mnst comprise
the assembled occupancy of many places, and as
the places ill this portion of tbe pine are very
widely scattered, the whole affair is not withont
singular interest. How do tbey communicate
their intentions so as to act with snch unanimi
ty f This stream of rat life was made np of con
tributions from honses aad barns, ami perhaps
miles from varying distances. Then come the sa
gacity of taking two uights for tbe tramp that
is, of dividing into two companies; for this was
aasnredlv a wise precaution against tbe danger of
being destroyed. It mnst be confessed tbat there
is more in this mtter than any one philosophy
is callable of answering. In Europe it is well
known thst the bam rats are acenstotaed to these
immigrations in the spring of the year. Bnt be
yond the observed facts, how little does any one
knowt
A gtrnoot-TKAB old Kimr-xL wbo live on
Whisky Island, thought be would ktU-a Thomas
cat that be saw proudly tripping tbe " gnniel
tie toe on tbe woodshed roof, sod to tasks 1 doob
lysnre, discharged tKith' barrel of -an old shot
Inn at once at the eat. Those who were attract
ed by tbe noise, found a eat calmly surveying a
youth who ws doubled np on the ground below
with bis sbonUler out of joint, -,Pr,.'
place for a job of fancy stitching in hi cheek that
sargeoo ever saw. Ti but the old story of a
cat's toughness and a gun's mnleishnea.
XT.Stkwabt naoy years awBMto It aato
Bexiblerule to dismiss ootbeiastSBt arum
who was foaad representing aaytUag oCrrsdf-c
sale on hi counter to be of atwtterquttsvsa
itrsalrvwas. HedoeB4aeBtohaTelostBBy-
ijtitogbyit,
tNTVAatr BXTBAOBBIXABT.
Strata Adam Forrm..Ki. rrm Perfor
bmsvbj -, "KOI
Chicsgo way yesterday the scene of an event,
the occurrence of which will excite interest in al
most every city, town or v illageiu America, Iieing
no less than the death uf the celebrated perfor
ming elephant "Borneo," the largest and most
valuable of his species ever brought to this coun
try, and more famous than anv who have gone
lufiire him. Without an rlepliant, the. most ex-tKrive-meiiageries
would be rc-arded as a total
failure, audiu the post eas'tn'of "Kufeo" Adaiu
Forepangh has for years been cuv ied among show
men. The animal -has lieeii ailing for several
weeks, his disease being h-atrd iu the fore feet,
which, from some unknown cause, bail lienune
affected with inflammation, resulting iu acute
pain and genetal debilitation of the system, the
effect of whieh bad been notlceortij-a-tiiit -was
tiugof desb. On Tuesday last, it will lie remem
bered, it was determined to have an operation
performed upon "Koiueo's"feet, and Dr. Iloyd, of
the Chicago Medical College, was entrusted w ith
tbe undertaking. An examination develoied the
fact that nnmerons small bones nf the feet hail
become bioken, detached, and dead, and accor
dingly these bones were cut ont, the process being
accompaiiied by the loss of several gallons of
blood. No danger 011 this account was anticipa
ted, and itialielieved that tbe death of the patient
was not hastened from this cause, as to an ele
phant the loss of a couple of buckets of blood
would be about einivaleiit to an ordinary attack
of uose bleed 011 the part of one of the human
kind. It was observed tbat "Borneo" was suf
fering the most acute pain, and it also became
apparent that the iunatumatioii was rapidly
extending upward toward the breast. For the
first time iu two weeks he laid down, on Thurs
day night, his symptoms of distress being so
marked as to convince Mr. Forepangh that he
was abont to lose tlie most valuable' feature of bis
show. Early yesterday morning the proprietor
visited the menagerie tent, and found "Borneo"
Iviug in the same position, his colossal Hanks
heaving with quick short gasps, his eye fixed and
the further extremit) of the trunk cold and pulse
less. Tlie sound of Mr. Forepaugh's v oice, calling
him by name, was recognized by the dying masto
don, and he attempted to raise his head in re
sponse to his owners band, but his strength was
departed, his life was ebbingfast, his head dropped
back upon the ground, and after a few weak,
couvulsive struggles, be hail ceased to breathe,
and all that remained of "Borneo" wasamou
stmns heap nf inanimate flesh.
The circumstance occasioned a profound sensa
tion among the attaches of the show, who gath
ered about the spot, and sorrowfully surveyed the
huge carcass. Aside from the great financial loss
-estimated at $50,000 be had sustained, Mr.
Forepangh was deeply moved by the catastrophe,
nsbe regarded "Borneo" as the most valuable
elephant iu existence, attributing to him a degree
of intelligence almost human. Ho had made a
study of the animal's peculiarities of disposition,
and had succeeded in establishing tbe most affec
tionate relations with him. " Why, dash it," said
the great showman, with a curious quiver of tlie
v oice, and a suspicious averson of tbe head, " he
knew more than any trained horse I ever owned.
He knew be wasn't right-these last few weeks,
and when I'd go npto him and say, "How do yon
get along, old fellow T he'd reach qnt histruuk
and take my band and put it on his fore legs, as
much as to nav, "There's where it hnrtsjse; can't
yon do something to help it V And then the dis
consolate proprietor went ou to euumetnte 'J Bo
rneo's" shining qnalities: how he would do'auy
conceivable trick in the ring. stand, ou his fore
legs or his hind legs, tnru on a pivot, waltz, go
lame, kneel down, walk over his keeper's lsxlv,
taking the nicest care not to touch a shred of bis
clothing with bis ponderous foot in short, do
an) thing which you could possibly think of as
king" an elephant to do; how, when tbe wagons
would get stuck in 4he mud, old "Borneo," with
the power. of a hundred horses, wonld get bebind
and push tbrm -along with the greatest of ease;
how, when be was sulky and savage, and they
had thrown him down npou his side, he would
lay there a day or two before be wonld weaken,
and with his pleading eyes fairly leg to be re
leasedand so on with a volume of interesting
reminiscences.
" Borneo" has an eventfnl history, having killed
five keepers since his advent in America, besides
destroying any number of fences, barns, garden
patches, cornfields, orchards, etc. He was pur
chased by an agent uf Sir. Marble, in Calcutta,
about twenty-five years ago, having been taken
fiom a brick yard where he was being used in
grinding clay. The price paid for him was $10,
UOO in gold, and be was brought to America along
with nine others. In 1A2, while south of New
Orleans, he killed his keeper, known as "Long
John," whose snecessor, "Frenchv" Williams,
shared the same fate near Houston, Texas, in 1855;
a third. Stewart Craven, was killed in 1G0 near
Cedar Rapid. Iowa; the fourth. Bill Williams,
was sent to his last account in Philadelphia, in
18C7; and the fifth, named McDevitt, in Ohio, in
1663, completed the list of "Borneo's" victims.
In the winter of 1863 he made himself disagreeably
conspicuous in Chicago, by tearing to pieces the
building in which he was confined, on the site of
tbe present City Hall, and rushing out on the
street in a reckless manner, greatly to the alarm
of tbe inhabitants, wbo brought ont a cannon
with which to cope with the formidable monster,
but he was recaptured before further damage was
dene. Similar depredations have been committed
by bim in various places, and his grim bide now
liears the scars of tmmeroua bnllets snd red hot
irons used to snbdne him. His left eye was shot
ont in 1865, near Philadelphia. He was bought
in 1663 by Adam Forepangh at an auction sale of
Mabie's Menagerie, $35,000 being the price paid.
He waa held to be worth at least twicestbat sum.
Mr. Forepangh having been offered $10,000 a year
for tbe nse of bim five years. His weight, when
in fnll flesh, waa 10,153 pounds, and he stood 11
feel SJ inches high. He wss supposed, by compe
tent" elephsntine chronologiefs, to be about one
hundred years old.
The body has been donated by Mr. Forepangh
to tbe Chicago Medical College, where the moun
ted skeleton and stuffed skin will be placed in the
anatomical museum. Scarcely had "Borneo"
breathed his last, yeJterday morning; when Mr.
Fnrenaneh. with characteristic enenrr. sent a
telegram to his sgent in Xew Tork, sntborizing
mm to draw npon jay loose at to., 10 me araouut
of $30,000, and directing bim to proceed at once
by tbe first stesmer to London and purchase tbe
wild and ferocious elephant caged in tbe British
Zoological Gardens, preferring an unfamed spe
cimen, because, as he queerely expresses, he will
be tless stupid snd more ambitions" tban one
which has been thoroughly subdued. The re
mains of "Borneo" will be placed in state to-day,
ready for forenoon, afternoon and eveningerifer
tainment. Avastsbrond was Inconrseof prepara
tion last evening, and evergreens and flowers
were lieing collected to decorate the mighty dead.
Chicago Tribnne,8.
1 ISBI
BaleM Its a Crias.
The Worcester 5-says rescript baa jnst been
received from tbe Supreme Judical Court, com
prising its decision in the case of Commonwealth
vs. John C. Dennis, for attempting to commit
suicide, which was argued at the law term in
Oetober, 1670. The Court sustain tbe exception
taken by the counsel for the defense at the trial
at tbe previous May criminal term of tbe Superior
Court, on the ground, a stated iu General
Statutes, in Section 8 of Chapter 168, whieh are a
revision of the whole law on tbe subject of at
tempts, do not include attempts to commit
suicide." Tbe case originated nearly two years
ago in the Municipal Court of Worcester, where
the defendant was arraigned on a complaint char
ging him with tbe "attempt to kill and murder
himself." In the Superior Conrt a pn forma ver
dict of guilty was reodered, by direction of the
Court (Jadge Dewey), there being no cowtestas
to tbe facts, and tbe case went np 00 exceptions,
based on the legal point raised by the defense,
that "the indictment did not net forth any crime
or offense known to or punishable by the lwa of
this Commonwealth." Tbe defendant. Dennis,
hot himself with a pistol, bat tbe wound did not
prove fatal, sad be was arrested.
The Chicago JWsays: "Benjsiln Franklin
wasMSysaneU ysatorday. Hs sppesrsd hut
Vsbb B sBlritosHsSin sntv toofc a ooyy
infSSSfi 25fl iaveate tW penstosg
4 wMrr,swr
TIC MAGICAL 1SV.T, IX TBC tUVEB. OV
TIMC
. sr xast a. SATCHiua,
Tnrre'a a statical Ue in the river sf Time,
AVhars softest of cehnra are stravias.
And las sir ia ss avert aa a mnrieal chime.
Or the esaaUite breath vf a tropical clime.
When Jane with the rosea U ataj in ;.
Tia there Memory ilwella with It r pale pUti hoe.
And nttalc forever is flowing;
Tuil the low-murmured tones that eoino trenibOD-lT
throu-h.
Sadly trouble the heart, and yet sweeten tt. too
Aa south wiada o'er watera when blowing.
There are shadowy hallsln the fairy like Ulo,
VVhrre pictures of branty are cleamlac;
Tt the libt f.f lh.Hr eyes, and their sweet, annnv smile.
Only flasn round the heart, with a 'wiMrring wile.
And leavens to know 'tia but dreaming. "
And iw mb, w this tu u u ntni rt.
And wo Imry oar trtsnrr all there; '
There are hcta-s of brainy, l. lTrlv to list :
There are boaoma of snow, with the dnt o rr them cut 1
There are tresses, aad ringlets of hair.
There are fracments of sonc. o!y Memory ains.
And the wurda of a dear motbrr'a prajcT:
There's a harp long nnswrpt, and a Into without string
Therewre dowers all withered, and Irttera and nn-a,
llallitw ed tokens that love used to wear.
E'en the dead, the bright, bVsntiful dead, there arise.
With their sott flowing ringlets of Boldj
Though their voices are bushed, and o'er their sweet eyea.
The nnbroken signet of stTenee now ties.
They are with at again, as of el.L
In the stillness of night, hands are beckoning us there.
And with joy that ia almost a pain.
TVe delight to turn back, and in wamlerin- there.
Through the ahadowy lulls of this IsUnd so fair.
Wo behold our tott trtaturt again.
Oh. this beantifal isle, with IU phantom like show.
is a visia omauinxiy ongni ;
And the river uf Time, in ita turbulent flow.
la oft soothed by the volte we heard toaj ow.
When tbe years were a dream of delight.
ISBI
TICKS OF tHK WEBHTEB F.mLY.
The shocking aflairof j oung Appleton, a grand
sou and namesake of Daniel Webster, has opened
anew the sad history of the Webster tam.Iy,
which, in tBU branch, may soon be extinct. The
private vices of Mr. Welmter have often been re
marked npon ; probably they were exagerated by
scandal, but such as they were, they, have borne
evil fruit in the habits of bis descendants. His
son Kdwanl, died in the Mexican war, ton young
to become much known, cither for good or evil.
Fletcher Welwter, who also died a soldier's' death,
bad his father's weaknesses, with little of his
strength, and seems to have transmitted them to
bis sous, who have bern known to the pnblic by
their vices. Young Appleton. whose fate has
brought bim for the first time Isjfore the public
notice, is the youngest son of Mr. Weboter's be
loved daughter, Julia, who married into the
wealthy Appleton family here. She and her hus
band have lieen dead many years: their eldest
sou, Mr. Samuel Appleton, of Soiithboro, is n gen
tleman of fair reputation, and has l-rn ouco or
twice iu the Legislature. Tho yonnger brother,
Daniel Webster Appleton, though hu auiiblo
aud promising lmy, early fell into bad company,
and has been for years (though ouly tuemy-six
vears old) a confirmed drunkard. He seems now
likely to recover from his wonnils. aud may take .
wanting by the past aud forsake his evil ways.
But the subtle inllueuce of ancestral vice is upon
bim, and his future, iu any event, is an anxious
one. The Boston newspaers have dealt very
plainly with the terrible circumstances of this
case nor was it tmssible to do uthcrwise. Tho
mural lessons of Mr. Wrlwtcr's Ufe are constantly
enforcing tbenwolves. This is the latest iastsnee;
but when Fletiher.Websterilicd in a war against
slavery I fiat power to w bicb bis father hail sac
rificed bis fame and his ambition and earlier In
the war, when he marched his regiment up State)
street, over the very stones that the militia trod
on as they carried Thomas Sims back to slavery
in 16.11 his men singing the John llrown song as
they marched Boston saw and felt the Divino
justice. Surly, as the Italians say, "God docs
not pay at ineeini 01 every weelc, but lie never
furgelsthe reckoning.
I From the Springfield JttpuUitan Editorial.
The dreadful burning of Mr. Appleton. while
lying drunk in the station-house at Dorchester,
will call attention anew, and forcibly w trust,
to the shocking condition of many of the lock-ups
in the towns and cities nf Massachusetts, and the
brutal treatment of iiersons wbo are so nntbrtu
nate as to fall into the hands of tho police. Mr.
Appleton being a man who moved in good socie
ty, and a grandson of Daniel Webster, withal, his
case will attract notice where tbat of a poor
Irishman, under similar circumstances, would
have gone unheeded. And there is great need
that notice be taken of the hardships inflicted
under the sanction of law upon the unfortunate
aud v icious at many of our police-station. If
dumb animals were treated habitually as cruel as
arrested people are iu many places, the people
would rise np en name and form a society for
their protection. A man ought not to get drunk
and make a nuisance of himself alwnt the streets,
of course. But if fan does, and if the officers of
the law assume tbe charge of him, they should at
least be made responsible for bis safety while he
is nnable to take care of himself. Cor. Snrina-
field IUpnblican.
A Mlacalar la veer.
We clip the following from the Santa Rosa
Democrat of Saturday : " It has been claimed by
scientific men tbat Knsaian river, at one time
flowed through Santa Rosa and I'etaluma valleys,
and emptied into San Fablo Bay, by way of
Petaluma Creek. A recent discovery, made while
boring an artesian well on tbe Petaluma flats,
appears to substantiate this theory. Mr. Hill,
who resides abont a mile below the city of Peta
luma, recently hail an artesian well sunk on his
place, and when the depth of two hundred feet
was reached, the drill brought to the surface first
tbe bark and then tbe wood of a redwood tree ia
a perfect state of preservation. After strikine
tbe top bark, tbey bored through four feet and
brought up tbe bottom bark, showingthe tree to be
four.feet in diameter. Another artesian well was
sunk ten mile below tbe one already spoken of,
"one mile ont on the marsh, immediately on the
edge of Petaluma Creek, and when about the
same depth the same material was brought to tho
surface, also in a state of preservation. In both
instances flowing water was strnek at S depth of
about two bnndred and fifty feet."
Wk are glad that one woman has .been found
bold enough to put on pajier ber maleslictinns
against tbat social barbarism a surprise party.
How it has come abont tbat this heathenism has
been so long tolerated surpasses comprehension.
A party, a the best, is not many removes from au
infection, and is bad enough when incurred wil
lingly, snd when the physical man and woman has
been braced to the necessary point ot fortitude.
But when a small brigade of plrjasure-seekcrs in
vade one's premises, dance out tbe family carpets,
profane Ihe sanctity of tbe sleeping apartments,
get down into the kitchen, pvertnrn the dining
room and generally play smash, tbe calamity is
beyond human endurance. This particular lady
waa so punished because it was the twenty-fUlb
anniversary of her wedding, and custom deman
ded of her friends a silver set. The Isdy and her
husband, doubtless remembered thst they had
been married for a quarter of a centaryy and
wonld bsveprtferredtoqnietl.v talk over theirlong
experience withont tbe interference of a rabbin.
Depend npon it, tbe only proper reception to give .
a surprise party is with a good stout wait h-dog
and a double-barreled shot-gun.
At Adelaide, cVmth Australia, they had twelve
of tbe hottest kind of days last January. All that
while, the thermometer at night never fell bslow
t, and in tbe day time tbe merenry west bab
bling sp to lOeP in the shade. Business was pret
ty mnchsaspeeded. Tbe bonse were like heated
oven. The feaperatnre of the hydras water
rose to 79s, so that there onold be bo cold bath
inir. Thousand were aeenatonsesT to asa -thai
night at tbe beach of Glenelg. where there was
a slight sea breese, bat for which they wo),
all nave Keen roasten alive, says aa
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