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TEDS NATIONAL TBIBUNE: WASHOTG-TOlSr, D. C, APBXL 15, 1882.
Tor The National Tmscsn. TKOU ART GONE, BV A. J. SIDSOK, M. D. These lines were written on the ilcnth of La Payoltc Ekbon, aged 10 years, who was mortally -vounded at Missionary Ridge. Thou art gone, my brother, nt last, T1j noble, the true, and (he brave 1 SwHl down in the battle's llerce blRst, A soldier, unknown, in his grave. Oh! cruel the ly.issile that found The form of that innocent youth ; The breast which was lorn by tlwt wound "Was the spal of honor and truth. He knew not the tremor of fear, He often had met the stern foe, 33rillinnl but fchoit his career, And keen as unwonted the blow. He fell in the midst or the flpht, Vfws Irarnc from the red field of strife-, HeiicSth the dark etirtnin of night. He breathed out the spirit of life. All! vain is man' wisdom and skill When the .loath pnrct markelh hlspSey; It Is the Omniixilcnt will. And mortals know not of that day. All ! brother, e'er life was no more, DiiM tUiuk'of the loving and true, Of those who have jour on befolO, And those who mut follow thee, too? Didst wish for thy own brotlicr lherC To wipe the cold sweat from thy brow, To smooihe licl: thy f-oft 'aven hair. And close those tlaik eyes so dim now? Yet ponecfuJ be hi- southern tomb. Though bitter the tears of our grief. Sweet the flowers that over linn bloom, AVhose spring-time of life w.ibfco brief. JUSTIN YITALl'S CLIENT. A man on -whose prospects success seemed to shine most sunnily was Justin Yitali, of the Bar of M . At the age of thirty h had already achieved a reputation as a k-Arned lawyer aud an eloquent pleader. Withoutin fluenlial connections to help him on labor ing under the drawback of being a Corsican, which is not a title of merit in the C3es of French barristers who dislike the politics of their insular brethren, addicted, moreover, to solitary study, which kept him from chumming with his fellows or going out into society and making friends of the sort who often do more for a barrister than pro fessional merit does, Justin Vitali had, nevertheless, attracted attention much quicker than if he had recourse to ambi tious acts. He was just the sort of man whom solicitors appreciate. He had the gilt of listening; It has been said that conversa- , tion has become a lost art in these our times because every man reflects on what he shall answer instead of paying attention to what ho hears; Yitali, on the contrary, hearkened with all his ears, and his memory was so retentive that he often surprised a client by reminding him of a cursory remark which had been uttered without any intention that it should be remembered. It was a maxim of his that the merits of a case are ascer tained le.s by what a client says than by . what !; lets slip ; and he had a tact of d ravin: un a speaker to be communicative by u jpearancc of tacitly acquiescing in all his observations. This power of con centrated attention brought to bear on the ' reading of his briefs lent Yitali tl which an advocate must needs acqu speaks with a full knowledge of Ji and it made him 'a dangerous oppo- - leading barristers of large practice wi into court having bnt skimmed thei It got to be said that when eminent counsel knew they were to be pitted against Justin Yitali they took care to master their facts and charged a heavier fee for the trouble. But, though other barristers might by Jits and starts emulate the Corsican's industry, few could compete with the inborn gifts which made him an orator. He was a mufecular man of middle height, with a swarthy complextion, black hair which he wote long aud brushed ofl' his high forehead without any parting, thick black whiskers trimmed short, and dark eyes, large and piercing. In his ordiriry attire ho might have been taken for a provincial fanner in Sunday dress, for he wore ill-cut, baggy I clothes of rough cloth, and was not careful about dusting them; but in court his gown and cambric fall became him well, and as soon as he had put them on he was auother man. In this atmosphere of justice, which was his real sphere, he thawed ; the cold expression of his features gave place to a look of ardent interest in all that was going on; he would turn his eyes with prompt, inquiring flashes on judges, witnesses, and i on the jury if it were a criminal case, aud casual spectators who did not know his ways might have thought that he was continually tempted to spring on to his legs before the time. But this excitement was only out ward, for when Yitali rose to speak his im pulses were always under his control ; they were like a steam-machine which a child's hand can guide. He despised tricks of rhetoric, declamatory gestures, and seusa lional phrases, his eloquence being the natural outpouring of a full mind and heart, ilowing like a torrent from a subterraneous lake. He had a clear and melodious voice ; his gestures were few aud graceful, and his Corsican imagination tinged his speeches with a warm coloring, with happy meta phors, and with occasional beauties of true poetical pathos, more especially when he was pleading in cases in which his own sensibilities were greatly stirred. This very frequently, happened, for Vitali had laid down for himself a lingular rule of conscience: he would plead no causes which he did not sincerely believe to be just. A well-known Scotch professor of jurispru dence being asked to deal with the question as to whether an advocate were justified in pleading iniquitous causes, answered that a counsel is a mouthpiece, not a judge, and that it is merely his function to place his client's case before the bench in the manner in which the client himself would have stated it had he possessed the requisite oratorical ability and legal knowledge. Yitali took a different view of an advocate's dntiee, and contended that a man has no right to place his talents and his learning at the service of a person who is endeavor- )ii to do a 'As well," said he, "might a locksmith argue that he was justi fied in aiding a burglar to break into a house so long as he took no share in the proceeds of the robbery." And on another occacion, smiling at somebody who had styled bar risters "the defenders of the widow and the orphan,'' he replied dryly, "Yes, but if some barristers defend the widow and orphan it is presumably btcause others attack them; therefore the bar contains as many assailants as champion of the widow and orphan." Often when he had read a brief through, Yitali returned it with a nptc to the effect that he thought the cause untenable. And once or twice he had appended some words of critical advice which proved mot unwel come to the suitors Tfho had wished to retain him. Had he been lee Inborious or able, or less successful in winning tho causes which he did undertake, hi hrper-?crttpnlou3ncfa would have blighted his professional pros pect. As it was, rolicitora gave him a character for ececntriciiy, and while prais ing him aloud, thanl-.ed heaven in sect el that there were iw more like him. BufcViioli had also ina tie himself numerous enemies, for it was not to be expected that a man should set up a rigid moral principle without seriously o(jicling many worthy people who vere lcr,a rigid. All the suitors whom Yitali had snubbed spoke with wrath .ful contempt of his pretended integrity, de riding it as the affectation of an hypocritical character; and from cprit dc corps the Cor siciuVs iellow-barristers concurted. After all they were as fcood as he. Did he imagine forsooth that ihty pleaded unrighteously, that they had ho principles, that ihey would let tho temptation of a heavy retaining fee sway their sensitive consciences ? Although M is a large maritime city of nearly half a million inhabitants, its society is thoroughly provincial, and everybody there knows or believes ho know3 everybody else. It came to be rumored that Justin Yi tali's "bearishncss" was due to his having been crossed in love; others discovered that his real name was Yitali della Scbbia, but that he had dropped his arisiocr.nlical patronymic because he was the son of a fraudulent bank rupt, who had hanged himself to escape the hulks; others fell suro that Yitali would turn out to hare been a secret agent of the Jesuits, and they bepged the rest to mark their words. In short, envy being unable to deny the Coisienn's laleat went to work dropping fly-spots on his reputation or his motives. lint this did not prevent Yitali from increasing in credit among suitors day by day; for suitors, like patients, will run to the man who will bring them speediest relief, and there is no relief in law like a good verdict. II. At the moment when this tale opens Justin Yitali had just been pleading a cause which was to set tho seal of his renown. He had appeared as counsel for an opposition news paper prosecuted by government. The prose cution was unjust, but as there is no jury in press-trials the defendants had little justice to expect from three jttdgeswho, besides being ever anxious to serve government, seemed to have the letter of the law on their side. Yitali took codes and precedents in hand, and proved ihaf law as well as abstract equity were on the side of his clients ; and he forced the bench to acquit on a legal technicality. No such thing had ever been seen in the annals of newspaper trials in M ; and after the judges had delivered their finding, in a densely-crowded court, which had be come the scene of enthusiastic and tumult uous cheering, they grew afraid of their own work. The president of the tribunal, a shrewd old time-serving judge, rejiaired to a reception which tho prefect was holding that evening; so did the deputy procurator general, for he was impatient to demonstrate that ho had done his very utmost to get journalist fined and sent to prison. ilut they found the prefect much less con- aed about the fxiiuro of his prosecution n about Yifeali's remarkablo display of ptence and legal acumen. He was . a lapartist, who served the republic grudg ingly and hoped perse veringly for the restora tion of the third empire, which might make a cabinet minister of him. " What a speech ! " he said musingly to the president ; '"a dismal pity that such an orator should belong to the Radicals." "Cut M. Yitali is a Bonapartist, I believe," replied the president, glad to show that he and his assessors had not been worsted by a Republican. "A Bonapartist and yet he pleads for the 'Peds'?'' " That's the failing of the man. I Tc pleads for anybody Avhom the thinks in the right." "If ho be a Bonapartist, he is a man to be taken tip,'5 exclaimed the prefect, eagerly, for he knew the president was also an Im perialist. " We might push him forward at the next election. He would be a wonder ful recruit for our party now that Rouher is aging." "Il'ni! he would give you a good deal of trouble. Independence is his hobby." " Oh ! as to that, I have known many an Aristides grow tractable when a good berth was offered him," was the prefect's confident answer. "The procurator-generalship of lU- is still vacant, and I'll see if I can't get Yitali appointed to it." "He wouldn't accept," said the president, with assurance." "So long as you pay a procurator-gericral but fifteen thousand francs a year, the post isn't worth the con sideration of a man of thirty in large practice." "You leave the honor out of account," rejoined the prefect. "Besides, the post would only be a stepping-stone to politics. At all events wc can try." The deputy procurator, who was approach ing, and overheard the prefect's remarks, pulled a wry face. He had set influences at work to obtain the procnralorship for himself, and ho lost no time in leaving tho party to go and telegraph to his friends in Patis to bestir themselves. Meantime Justin Yitali, exhausted by his long and intricate speech in court, had re turned to his chambers. They were poorly furnished rooms, whose chief luxury was the library of well-bound law books, which every French advocate is bonud to possess before he can be admitted to the bar. Prior to sitting down to tho frugal dinner which was sent him every day from a cookshop, Vitali went up to his writing-table, which groaned under a weight of papers, and began this letter : " My DEAiu.v-i.ovnn Mom nn, "To-morrow's newspapers will carry you the report of a trial which has been my greatest success, and which will, I trust, definitely consolidata my position. My earnings are steadily on the increase, and I htvc little doubt now that after ftvo years mwje of patiout work, favored by tho luck which has hitherto befriended me, I shall bs fcblo do pay off my poor father's debts and clear his memory of the stain which was so maliciously and wrongfully thrown upon it. Towards tin's end, on which wc have both set onr hearts, you may rely that I shall not cease to strive, to tho ex clusion of eTery other hoya or ambition " He had got so fttr when there was a ring at the door of his ciambers, and his servant entered with a card, saying that a lady de sired to cce M. Yitali at once. "A lady at this hour? Did you ask her business?" said Vitali, as he glanced at the card, on which was the name "Madame l)cplas)j "She is a yottng person, sir, and she says sbe will not detain you above aii hour," said the servant. 'An hour; that is at least frank; they genet ally say 'not above five minute?,' re marked Yitali with a weary smile. "In quire whether the business is so urgent that the lady cannot Ox an appointment." "She seemed very anxious to see you, sir," rejoined the man, and he opened the door to go out; but at this moment a lady dressed in deep mourning suddenly glided past him, and entered the room. The shade over tho table-lamp kept the light down and rendered it difficult to dis cern the visitor's features. But it was evi dent that she wat young, slight of stature, and judging by the quality of her apparel and her gracefully dignified carriage, a per son accustomed to good society. She walked straight up to Yatili's table without speak ing. He rose astonished, but bowing and offering her a seat, aud it was only when the servnnt had retired that she addressed him in a musical voice of great vivacity aud rendered slightly tremulous by excitement. "Excuse mo for intruding upon you, M. Yitali, but I -wish you to appear for me ina lawsuit. I received notice this morning of an unworthy octiou that is to be brought against me, and nobody was ever so shamefully nousea as l am in mat naner. lierc it is ins my pocket, and I will leave it with you. When I got it at ten o'clock I cried for an hour; but my maid told me I had better come to you who are so famous, so I went to the courts, but you were speaking in that newspaper-case, and when it was over I could not get near yon because of the throng of per sons who were applauding you. I applauded like the rest, for I assure yon you were very eloquent, and it appeared to me that if you could find so many things to say for a journalist, 3'ou could speak still belter in defense of a lonely persecuted woman." " The suit is about a will," interrupted Yitali politely, for he was proof against com pliments. "Allow me to glance at the paper. H'm ! mercenary acts, wiles. It appears the plaintiffs wish to have the testator's will annulled on the ground of " "Yes, on the ground that I used undue influence!" exclaimed Madame Desplnns. "Did you ever hear of such a thing? Why the money in question was bequeathed me by a man who at least twenty times offered to many me, and who .might have been alive now if I had given him my hand! But I won't waste your time in exclamations; hero are the bare facts. I was left an orphan at twelve, aud at eighteen was married to a retired naval officer, who had been a great friend of my father. Captain Desplans, though much older than I, was a most affec tionato husband, and avc lived happily together for four years until the captain, having embarked all his fortune in a specu lation, was ruined. The blow preyed greatly on his mind because of mo. During a few months he tried hard to find employment, but his age for active work was past, so that he fell ill of despair and very soon died, leaving mc nuprovidc1 f"" " "You were absolttt . Vitali, who continued i v: i of process. "I had just ten th -. iu".i . jewels." "And no relatives oi iiienus to give you a home?" "No relative at all," said Madame Des plans, shaking her head; but I had one friend, Captain Lacroix, who had formerly been lieutenant on board my husband's ship, and who is the person mentioned in that document. It is ho who left mo the property in dispute, and whose mourning I am wearing. Aud oh, when I think that ihoc selfish relatives of his, who never once came near him in his illness, and who had done all they could to make his life wretched whon I think that they dare accuse mc of having been mercenary, false, depraved, aud everything that's wicked, it's too much to bear: oh, oh!" aud the young widow burst into tears. "Console yourself, madam," said Vitali gently, "these law papers are often drawn up in brutal terms; bnt if the charges brought against you be false, there Avill be so much the more dishonor for your ac cusers." "False, why of cottrso they are false; can you doubt it?" ejaculated Madame Desplans, looking up as if the merest hesi tation were an outrage cu her. "Why, I devoted myself to Captain Lccroix, and spent six months nursing him when, as I have told you, I might have become his wife if I had pleased, and have inherited the whole of his property instead of tho half which he left me. He was about forty years old when I first became acquainted with him, that is some six years younger than nvy husband. He frequently visited at our house, and I was not long in perceiving that he cherished a deep attachment towards me. He ended by declaring himself, and I ordered him not to let me see his face again, threat ening if he returned to our house I would inform my husband of his conduct. He did go away, aud remained absent for two years; but so soon as my husband was dead ho has tened back from Italy, where ho was, and made me an offer of his hand. I felt no doubt that ho sincerely loved me, but I was angry with him for his past behavior; besides which ho was a man of passionate and morose temper, with whom I knew it would have been impossible for mo to live happy." "This paper says that he was almost im becile from confirmed jntomperance." "He became that after I had rejected him," said Madame Desplans, drying her eyes. "I believe he had given way to drink during his two years' absence, but'tipon my telling him that I would never be his wife he ap pears to have abandoned himself altogether; so that one day I received a raving letter from him in which ho said that he was on his deathbed, that it was my cruelty that was killing him, but that I could restore him to life if I would go and see him aud give him a word of hope. I confess that I was seized with terror, and with some remorse, for it is horrible to be told one is causing tho death of a man whoso only crime is to have loved you too well. Consulting only my first im pulse, I hastened to Captain Lacroix's house, thinking that I would only stay there a few days to nttrso him until ho got well. But ho lingered on for months alternately lucid and delirious, but always quite incapable of tak ing caro of himself, and in such a complete physical prostration that I awoke every morning with the conviction that ho would be dead before night. When he did die at last it was found that by a will dated during tho time while my husband was alive, he had left me half his fortune, that is, a million francs, for he was a rich man, the son of a Marseilles merchant. Then it was that his relatives, who had loft me to nurse him on his deathbed, fell upon me with that paper in which they charge me with having cir cumvented the unhappy man, with having tried to cozen him into marrying me; indeed they almost hint that when I found he would not yield to me, I ended by poisoning him, so as to becomo possessed of what' he had left me the sooner. Ah, it is all too infamous, M. Yitali! Do I look like a scheming adven turess tto I look like ft poisoner?" She had hnlT risen in uttering these words. Yilali lifted the lamp-shade and the light fell full on her features. No, it was not the faoeornn adVentmeSs iitu of anything bnt what was sweet and good. She had large blue eyes, soil and candid its a child's, a tiny mouth which no falsehood could ever have defiled, and pale golden hair that seemed to crown her pure brow with an aureola of innceency like those on angels' heads. So at least thought Justin Yilali as his admir ing gaze fell on the young face turned sup plicatingly towards his. From that moment his destiny altered its course. She had no need to continue clasping her hands as she did, for her cause was now right in his eyes, although all mankind should arise to accuse her. There was a look of protection in the glance he bent on her; then something like timidity stole into it, and a sensation which he could not account for, but which made his heart beat, took sudden possession of him. He turned towards his desk, caught up a pen, and to give himself a countenance, asked his visitor some desultory questions, her full names and address (her Christian name was Clotilde), whether she had a solicitor, what documents she could furnish to assist her defence, &e. All this time he felt nervous, and dared not look again at Madame Desplans. He stam mered, and the consciousness that he was doing so insdo him redder; then he became aware that he was prolonging his questions with an inward purpos-c of preventing his visitor from going away and this discovery filling him with confusion lest he should be detected, he said abruptly, by manner of closing the interview : "Your solicitor will have to instruct me in due form, madame, but your case is hap pily not a difficult oue. By the way, am I to understand that you are entirely depend ent for support on Captain Lecroix's leg acy?" "Yes," auswered the young widow art lessly; "I brought my husband no dower, but though destitute I probably should not have accepted the captain's money if his relatives had behaved with common kind ness to me. I knew nothing about his will till it was opened after his death, and I was more surprised than anybody to find that a million had been bequeathed to me. But now that I have been so basely slandered I would maintain my rights at any cost, even if I were bound to throw the million into the sea as soon as I got it." "That is natural," answered Yitali, who was too much of a Corsican not to sympathize with the craving for revenge. "The lejjracy is but a just acknowledgment of your de voledness in tending the dying man besides, I suppose-, the captain was aware that your husband had been ruined." . , "He was not only aware of it, but he was,. himself partially the author of our ruin, and that is just the point, for in his will he treats the legacy as a retribution,"' exclaimed Mad ame Desplans animatedly. "I should tell you that Captain Lacroix often advised my husband on pecuniary matters, and once he counselled him to invest in a mining com pany which had been started in Corsica." "In Corsica!" exclaimed Vitali with a start, while a deep pallor of a sudden over spread his face. " Yes; and the company soon went to ruin, for it had been founded by a dishonest banker one Delia Scbbia. But what is the matter, M. Yitali? you look unwell." "Della Scbbia was not dishonest, I sol emnly vow," said Yitali, standing tip and speaking with considerable emotion. "In founding the mining company, madame, he sincerely believed that he was promoting a genuine enterprise, and when tho ruin over took him and his shareholders he committed suicide.'' "Oh dear!" exclaimed Madame Desplans, opening wide her blue eyes and assuming an air of contrition, "but I hopo I have said nothing was that M. della Sebbia " "He was my father," said Justin Vitali, whoso brow contracted as with pain. There was a moment's silence. The young widow had risen, and the Corsican and his client stood for a brief space clos-o together with downcast faces, neither speaking. Mad ame Desplans broke the silence by saying, in a tone of compassion and regret: "I am truly sorry, M. Vitali I conld not gucs3 bnt this will not prevent you from defending mo, will it?" "That is a question for yourself to decide," answered Vitali, a littlo bitterly. "But if you cannot believe in tho honesty of the father, I would advise you not to submit your fortuno and reputation to the care of the son." "I will believe anything you tell me, M. Vitali," said Madame Desplans, without hes itation; then she added, with a half-smile, "but, unintentionally as it may be, your father was tho cause of our ruin. He was tho cause that I am standing before you to day; so you owe me a kind of reparation. Prevent me from being despoiled of Captain Lacroix's legacy, and wo shall be quits." To bo continued. SAD FATE OF A FAMILY, The Indianapolis Sentinel says: A sad picture was presented on tho road west of this city. A wagon on its way to the in sane asylum contained a woman of umSbuud mind. In her arms, pressed to her bosom, was tho lifeless body of an infant. Three other littlo ones, whoso destiny was the poor-house, were crouched in the wagon shivering and cold. By tho woman's side sat her husband, with his head bowed in sorrow. A pair of handcuffs were locked around his wrists. The family of six was to be rudely separated, perhaps forever. Their destinations wore, tho asylum, tho poor-house, tho jail and the grave. The mother, it is understood, would not consent to her removal unless she could take her dead child along. Tho father's crime was not found out. Francis Joseph, of Austria, never applauds when an actor makes a good hit, and he never seems to care when an actor makes a bad one. ne preserves tho exact expression of coun tenance of a man who hasan annual free pass in his pocket. THREE MEN KILLED BY COL. BETTS. Col. Wm. H. Betts, while on the stand as a witness in New York a few days ago giving lu"3 evidence in the Tracy-Miller murder trial, made a somewhat remarkable statement. His testimony is reported as follows : William H. Betts, a gray-haired, long bearded, military-looking man, who now re sides in Washington, -D. C, testified that he spoke to Tracy when he came into Darling's saloon. Tracy walked up to the counter, tnrned, stepped across the threshold of the partition dividing the cigar stand from the bar-room, aud, facing Miller with a pistol in his hand $ said: "I come in here to kill you." He fired and witness seized Tracy and turned his pistol to the floor; Tracy was about three feet from Miller when the shot was fired. Cross-examined by Mr. Howe I saw a pistol in Miller's hand and took it away from him. He identified the pistol shown him. To a jhror I didn't get the pistol until we reached tho sidewalk. To Mr. Howe I carry a pistol nearly all tho lihio. Mr. Howe Have yott ever killed a mntt? The Witness I have. Mr. Howe Have you killed two? The Witness I have killed three. Mr. Howe That's all I want to know. Mr. O'Byrne (to the witness) Will yon explain under what circumstances? The Witness At the breaking out of the war I was in an Alabama regiment at the capture of two forts and the Peusacola Navy-Yard; a man named Brown in the same regiment insulted my wife; he was arrested and his captain promised to punish him, but I said it was not the kind of punishment I wanted; Brown pulled his pistol and shot me in the lip; I pulled a knife and killed him; a coroner's jnry dis charged me and I was never indicted; case No. 2 was at West Point, on the Chattahoo chie Eiver, the dividing lino between Ala bama and Georgia; I was in a bar-room with some friends, when twenty men came in armed with pistols ; one fired and broke my right arm, and I fired and killed him; the jury was out five minutes, and acquitted me; case No. 3 was at Albany, Ga., in 1867, where I went to get up a horse race; on a Sunday I was chanlng with some friends about a burglar who had escaped from the villagers the night before, when a man, hold ing a hickory stick in one hand and a six shooter in the other, said he would take me in; I told him to go home, that I had just got out of prison, and didn't care to get in again; he insisted, and I fired and killed him; the jury were out eight minutes, and they found a verdict of not guilty. The testimony created a marked sensation in the court, but the witness was undisturbed, and talked as glibbly, coolly, and disinter estedly as though he were nrrating some commonplace tale. DEAD TO THE WORLD. At the Convent of the Sisters of Mercy, Pittsburg, Pennsylvania, recently, two young ladies renounced tho world and took upon themselves the white veil. One of the nov ices is a young lady of well known family. This was Miss Eleanor Ewing, daughter of GenoralnHugh Ewing, of Lancasterr-Ohio,; niece of General Thomas Ewing, and. niece of General William T. Sherman. Miss Ew ing is in her twenty-first year, and was well known as a society belle in Washington. She travelled extensively in Europe, where she was received into excellent society, and after ward spent two seasons in Yvashington. She was noted for her beauty, modesty, and wit, aud was as fond of the social gayetie3 as a young lady usually is. About a year ago she began to talk of entering a convent. The idea was not well received by her parents, especially her father, but there was no posi tive prohibition of it. Six months ago Mi3 Ewing entered the convent hero on tho usual six months' probation. Mrs. Ewing-, two brothers of tho novice, and Miss Edith Ew ing, her sister, were present at the ceremony, but General Ewing was so much overcome by his feelings at his daughter's action that he did not come to Pittsburg. SUMMERING ABROAD. Reports from the headquarters iu New York of tho various European steamship companies confirm tho impression that travel from this side the coming summer will be fully equal to that of the most pros perous season heretofore ; and, what is more, it promises to begin much earlier than usual. Even now the Hots of cabin passengers aro of respectablo proportions, and tho ap plications to all the leading lines for accom modations ahead are sufficient in many cases as to absorb all tho spare room in the best steamers clear up to tho middle of Juno, thus necessitating the employment of extra boats. There are no special causes at work to stimulate this sort of emigration, and its expansion, therefore, must be set down as something that is simply keeping pace with the natural growth of tho country in other respects. AN ESTHETIC BAR ROOM. A New York correspondent of tho Hart ford Times writes : " Thespians with enough money on hand to paj' for a drink sometimes drop into tho magnificent bar-room fitted up by Ed. Stokes, of Jim Fisk antecedents. It is by long odds the most elaborate place of its kind in New York, and it may be doubled if thcro is another equal to it in the world. Tho room is about fifty feet square, with tho bar in the middle. This arrangement gives tho bar two sides instead, of one. The floor is covered with carpeting fit for tho best drawing-room on Fifth avenue, rich but not bright in color, and so thick that no foot fall can be heartV All the woodwork bar, chairs, tables, &c aro solid mahogany, richly carved, and giving a certain tone that no other kind of wood imparts. When lighted up by magnificent crystal chandeliers tho effect is superb. Heavy draperies and enormous tropical plants add to tho richness of the whole. The walls contain several paintings, of no particular merit, and somo pieces of statuary of very decided merit stand near the bar. One is a splendid marble figure, life-size, resem bling tho figure known as ' California ' in tho Metropolitan Museum collection. An other is in bronze, and has for its subject an erect female figure, nude, like tho one in marble, with tho head of a satyr grinnin"' over her shoulder. There are other striking pieces, but theso two are notably so. Many of tho regular frequenters of the place are sporting men and stock-brokers. A Wall street firm has an office at one end of the room, and tho sound of the ticker is heard aU day." A GHASTLY DISCOVERY, In New York a few evenings ago a mes senger of the American Express Company whilst assorting his packages for shipment West, tore open a suspicious looking package and found the bodies of two children one a boy about two years old, and. the other a firl probably not more than six months old. The boy was neatly dressed in white shirt, jacket pantaloons, and shoes and stockings. The girl was neatly dressed, in white and also wore shoes and stockings. The girl lay in the boy's arms and the two bodies were tied in a sheet. A board about two feet Ion" and ten inches wide, was then laid over the free of the box, and around the bodies was snngly wrapped light brown wrapping papersecurely tied with a string. The address on the out side of the package was "Prof. Gage, Cornell College, Ithaca, New York." The bodies were in a good state of preservation, having appar ently been dead not more than twenty-ibur hours. Tho theory of the police is that thee bodies were purchased frora some undertaker who had been charged with the sacred duty of burying them, and that the person who purchased them, whoever he was, had resold them to Prot. Gage. THE KNIFE AT A METHODIST CONFER ENCE. The Methodist Conference, which ad journed at St. Louis a few days ago, brought forth a row between the presiding elder and a prominent minister, and a stormy scene was enacted. The church was crowded, and it became known that the Eev. Dr. G. W. Ilughey, who has hitherto had charge of Trinity, one of the largest Methodist churches in the city, had been transferred to the Ca rondelet church, a charge not nearly so im portant, and yielding only half the salary of Trinity. As soon as the Conference was de clared adjourned, Dr. Hughey, accompanied by his sons, met Presiding Elder Hagerty and the Rev. De. B. St. James Fry in the aisle. In an excited manner, Dr. Hnghey charged the preachers with undermining his character and improperly influencing the Bishop to have him assigned to Caroadelet. "That is a nice way," he exclaimed, "to sen e a minister with a ministerial record of thirty three years as good as any in the Conference." Dr. Hughey "s three sous were present, and one of them, George, 14 years of age, de nounced Dr. Fry in vehement and profane language. Dr. Fry replied to the boy : " I suppose you are a son of Hughey, as you act and talk like that breed." The boy imme diately drew a, clasp-knife, and was in the act of opening it, when his sister detected the movement. Other members of thefamily seized him and pulled him away from Dr. J Fry. Dr. Hughey realized how his son'r rashness had done his own cattseharm, anft said to him, "Yon villain, what did yon do that for ? " The lad replied, " Why, father, I want to cut Fry's liver out, and I'll do it yet.". All of this took place in the presence of the congregation, causing great confusion. Some of the ladies screamed and fainted. ESCAPING MASSACRE TO DIE OF THIRST. . The fate of Mrs. Watson and her child has at last been definitely ascertained. The de scription was given a fevr weeks ago of the (attack of the North Queensland blacks upon the-Lizard Island fishing station, the bravo defence made by Mrs. Watson and her Chi namen against overwhelming odds, and the suspicion of the police that the survivors had been drowned while making, in a leaky littlo pttnt, for the mainland. The finale of the sad tragedy is told by the last mail delivery. Mrs. Watson anil her child had escaped murder and outrage from the sav ages, but were fated to a lingering death on a distant desert island. The master of a trading schooner found three skeletons on No. 5 Island of the Hor wich group, and these arc proved to be the remains of Mrs. Watson, her baby, and the faithful Chinaman, Ah Sam. A revolver, full cocked and loaded, was lying by the mother and child. The dead Chinaman was found, under a tree a few yards off, with a loaded rifle at his side. There was no water on the island, and the unfortunate castaways had no doubt died from the most terrible afflic tion of thirst. Ah Sam had been speared in seven places, and the bandages showed that Mrs. Watson, in the midst of her woes, had noc neglected to dress the wounds. The presence of mind and heroism displayed hy the courageous woman are now seen to be even greater than was at first supposed. The flight from Lizard Island wa3 made, not in a boat, bat in half of an iron tank used for boiling down beche-de-mer. The woman, child, and Chinaman set forth on their peril ous voyage on October 3, landed next day on a reef, and remained there till the 6th. Then they went frora slet to islet in search of water, of wliich they could not have had a drop for at least five days. During this horrible period of suffering and suspense Mrs. Watson kept her diary, and never lost sight of her husband's papers and account books. The extracts from the heroine's diary tell as much of the touching end of the harrow ing story as will ever be known, but imagi nation will but too vividly indicate the closing scenes of this brave woman's life. The supply of water on hand had evidently lasted the fugitives during their earlier wan derings, but prior to the date of the first entry it had altogether failed. Tho pencilings in the diary speak with pathetic force for themselves "October 9. Brought the tank ashore as far as possible with this morning's tide; made camp all day under the trees; blowing very hard; no water; gave baby a dip in the sea he is showing symptoms of thirst and took a dip myself. Ah Sam and self very parched with thirst. Baby showing symptoms. Snnday, 10. Baby very bad with inflammation; very much alarmed ; no fresh water, and no more milk but condensed ; self very weak ; really thought I should have died last night Mon day, 11. Still all alive. Baby very much better this morning; self feeling very weak; I think it will rain to-day; clouds very heavy; wind not quite so high; no rain; every appearance of fine weather. Ah Sam gone away to die; have not seen him since the 9th. Baby more cheerful; self not feel ing at all well ; have not seen any boats of any description. No water. Dead with thirst." Tho relics were discovered by Captain Brenner, of the schooner Kate Kearney, and over tho remains he raised a mound, and road tho Church of England burial service, heard for the first time upon that lonely island under the Southern Cros3. Subse quently tho people of Cooktown sent across for the remains, and accorded them a public burial.