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BELLEFONTE, PA Offloe on Allegheny street, two doors east of the office occupied by the late Sim of Ysasss# Hast- ile MlMm §|iwtii St'llMKK KIST. Swinging In uiv hammock. Looking *t the trees, I uU-r pines an.l maples Hustling in the lireeie. Bathing In the sunshine All the summer morn, L'mlerneath the hilltops tirownet 1 with siamllug corn. Songs of robins lulling Here I sweetly rest, Toils of life forgetting: Surely I am blest. Lasy brook now rippling, Swelled by welcome rain, Musical ami friendly- Life has uot a pain. 111K WKDDING CLOUII. Bessie Burton swept and dusted her tiny parlor, brightened the tire and mode it even more cheerful than usual and Bessie was always tidy, for this was the anniversary of Bessie's weddiug dav, and she meant to make it a holi % day. Just one short, happy year she lad kept house for John Burton —big broad shouldered, good uatured John, whose suiuiv blue eyes had never yet turned an aDgry look to Bessie's fair face, whose sweet mouth (yes, John had a splendid, tawny mustache and be never used tobacco) had never given her one cross word yet. A busy, helpful little bee had Bess berself been, for nobody's heart was blighter, nobody's table was neater, onbody's little wife was more cheery than John Burton's, and neither of them had ever repented the day when they were made one. Mrs. Bess bad a little secret from John, though, to-day. After her work was dune up, and tin* table set ready for the dinner which was alieady Hissing and bubbling on the stove, she paid a visit to the little bed room off the pallor, where she always put her company to sleep, and where John hardly ever went. And there spread out upon the snowy bed was Mrs. Bessie's great gilt to John a gorgeous dressing gown of maroon colored cashmere, faced with a darker shade of maroon velvet, and lined with the skirts of Bessie's weddiug blue silk dress. It was all done now except the last buttonhole. Bessie had made it herself, because the materials had cost about six dollars, and she didn't think she could afford two or three more for making. She was delighted with her success, for it was quite an undertaking for a new hand. She finished the buttonhole, fastened the cord and tassels securely, and then laid it back upon the bed, and looked at it with an admiring gaze. "I m glad it locks so nice," she thought, her bright brown eyes spark ling with pleasure. "It's all ready now to give him when he comes home at noon.' "I wonder what he'll give me?" Some thing of course, but be oan't afford so costly a present as this, "I couldn't either, if I hadn't made it myself, and took my dear old wed ding-dress for lining, and saved every penny I could from the housekeeping money. "I meant to take the sovereign and go thin very night to Patti's concert, but when I found I couldn't spare any more I was bound to make John a wrapper, anyhow. Now I must run and hurry up dinner before the old darling comes.' "I'll not say a word till be does, I'll make believe I haven't even remem bered what day it is until he speaks of it, and then I'll surprise him." The bedroom door was carefully shut, and the little tipping feet went out to the kitchen, and made light, hasty steps from pantry to cellar and back again, until the cosy little dinner, with some of John's favorite dishes was all ready. She put the last shining spoon upon the table as the click of the gate-latch told her that John was coming, even before his quick. Arm tread came round to the side door." She met him with her rosy mouth lifted, and as John gave her a hasty kiss, he cried* "Halloa, Bess, dinner smells good! I'm as hungry as a hunter." He threw off his coat and began to wash at the little stand in the sitting room, which was also their bedroom, as the house was small, while Bessie went into the kitchen to dish up the warm dishes waiting upon the hearth. There was a pretty little pout on Bes sie's red mouth, and she thought,*"l t.lnnk he might have said something more than thatl I wonder if he has for gotten what day it is? Oh, surely, he hasn't, maybe he is only tired and hun gry; after he has had his dinner he will say something. I won't till he does." So they sat down, and Bessie poured out John's coffee, under the genial in fluence of which he was soon quite lively, and chatted in good spirits. But not a syllable did he drop about the day, and, as he grew merry, Bessie's pretty face grew sober. When dinner was over, he lingered a little, and Bessie, seeing she was not going to hay© the chance ehe panted, MILLHEIM, PA.. THURSDAY. OCTOBER 19,1832. was silent, and gave only the briefest answers to what he said. At last John noticed it, aud spoke somewhat shortly himself. "Bess, what's the matter?" ho asked, • 'you seem out of temper about some thing. What is it?" "There's nothing the matter with me!" answered Mrs. Bessie, tartly. •'Then what in the world makes you look sour?" persisted Johu. "I suppose I've a right to look as 1 please!" snupped Bessie, angry ami disappointed beyond measure at being now convinced that Johu had utterly forgotten the day. •'Oh, of course. Only I dou't snow as yon need to be so snapping about it," retorted John. "It's nobody's business but my own, anyhow," unwisely said Bessie, with sparkling eyes ana red cheeks. "To be sure; only if I'd known I was going to lie served with vinegar and gooseberries I believe I'd have dined in town, instoud of hurrying homo in spite of business. "I think you're a perfect brute? ' sob bed Bessie, bursting into tears. "Am I? Oh, well then, I'll take my self off, and not come back till you get in a better humor." And away went John, banging the door after him, while Bessie, allowiug her dishes to stand unwashed and the tiro to die out, tlung herself on the sofa, and cried bitterly for balf-au-liour. But the house must be kept clean if the sky falls, or people cry their eyes out. After a while Bessie got up, brigh tened the tire, washed the dishes, tidied the house, and dressed herself for the afternoon, as she always did. Then she sat sadly down, alone in her little parlor, and sighed as she sewed to think the day she had meaut to make so happy should have turned out so badly, "How could I call my noble John a brute?" she murmured, scolding herself bitterly. "To think we never had any cross words before, and to begin to-day of all days in the world—it was too bad. To be sure I do wish he had remem bered; but then men don't think of these things as women, but then I know John does leve me. "Why couldn't I, instead of scolding, just have said—'John, dear, don't you know that this is our wedding-day?' and then I know he would have said something nise, the dear, old fellow, and then I'd have brought out the wrap per, and we would have been happy. My fault, too, for being such a baby. Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! Well, I eau try to make up for it. I'll be as pleas ant as I can wlieu he comes home, and I'll give him my present and say I'm sorry." Having come to this wise conclusion, Mrs. Bess flew aroiuid and had supper ready m a short time. And when John came home, just at sunset, the first sight which met his eyes was Bessie's sober little watching for him at the front window. But she smiled as she stvw him, and when he opened the door a very sweet Bessie ws standing there to meet him. "Halloa Bess!" (this was careless John's usual greeting) says he, taking her into his arms. "All right now, is it?" "Yes, John. Do forgive me for being so cross," she whispered. "No, no," sayi John; "we won't talk about forgiving. -I suspect I was as cross as you were. We'll just not be cross any more. But say, Bess, what was the row?" "Nothing, John, only—you forgot what day it was to-day." "Oh, was that it? Why. no, I didn't. I had a nice little surprise for you, but I meant to keep all mum till this even ing, and then come out in grand style. Look here—here's our wedding-treat, and John pulled from his pocket a couple of tickets for the Patti concert, and held them out to her. "Oh, John!" cried Bessie. "The grand concert! How nice of you. I wanted to go so bad, but I thought we couldn't aflord it." "We will this once. And look here, pet; here's what I brought you to wear." He drew forth a tiny case, and open ing it displayed a lovely, twinkling pair of ear-drops, just what Bessie's soul was longing to have hanging in her pretty ears. "Oh, oh, John!" taking two "ohs!" to express her delight this time. "And I thought you had forgotten all about it!" Theu she thanked him in a very em phatic squeeze and a shower of kisses, and then she said: "Well, I guess I'll not get the only present either. Come, see what I have made for you." She marched him to the little room where the gorgeous wrapper was spread out upon the white bed, and presented it in grand style. It was a perfect fit when tried on, and it was a perfect surprise besides, and if "all's well that ends well," the wedding day was a happy one at last, in spite of the tiny cloud which overshadowed its morning. But then if careless John had given Bessie just one word of remembrance early there need have been no cloud at all. See the moral of that, John? A foreigner, my young friend, is a man who comes from far and near, B II Iff I ir/ on Kmaitl. Some cunning rascals ot l'ekin have pluudered the imperial Winter Palace of bootv, including several huuured-weight of gold plate to the value ot from ten to twenty million dollars of our money. 'The carrying away of such au amount is sur prising enough—hut the thieves deliber ately took all necessary time for the exo cutton of their well-laid and successful plan. Aided by accomplices in the Im perial household, they have been several years at work on their stupendous job. The palace walls bristle with watch towers and ornamental turrets, but they have been of no use iu this case of such magni tude. unless, perhaps, they have been of service to the robbers themselves. China has what is known as the Fox fairy, who is compelled to do penance for his sins by torchlight. He is supposed to be endowed with supernatural gifts, and can at will chauge himself luto ati old man, or au old woman, or a maiden, or into a variety of other living shapes. This superstition was taken advantage of by the ingenious burglars. When any of the higher Palace (Itieials noticed by accident that the turrets were lighted by night, upon inquiry of their subordinates as to the cause, thev were gravely told that it was ilu ll'sian, the Fox-fairy; winch answer being eminently satisfactory, the worthy Mandarins would no more trouble their heads about the matter. The devout chamberlains would on no account disturb him. lie was, m fact, superstitiously let alone, while the mgenious burglars sys tematically and at their leisure pillaged the Palace, aud safely bore their pluuder, the accumulations of the last two reigus, away to a place of concealment. The Palace was guarded night and day by hun dreds of sentinels, some of whom were undoubtedly couuivers in the bold rascali ty. No clew has been found to lead to the detection of the daring culprits. Mon golians cunuiug asserting itself at home as abioad. Tlte Other Kurt. 4 'l)iil you ever bear of tbe absent-mind ed mau," asked tbe reporter of Colonel Solon, as be entered tbe office, 'whothrew bis coat in tbe cradle and buug tbe baby iu tbe wardrobe > ' "No-o," said Colonel Solon slowly, 44 but tuat reminds me of an absent mind ed man I tackled on tbe car 9 one day. or rather be tackled me. I was going to Kiu zua. when a young man got on at Warren and sits down side of me, and byiu'by says he, 4 i've a little box here 1 call my bean box,' with that be pulls out a little round box, an' shakes it, an* 1 bears some thin' rattle. 'Jfow,' says be, Mpjee we jest bet tbe cigars on there being odd or even beans in that box.' 4 All right, says i, it's odd. lie opens tbe box and thee was four beans. 4 YOU'V|J lost,' says be. Yes, says 1, we'll get ihwtacars at Kiuzua. An' then we tails to talkin' about some tbin' else a long lime, until all at once says be, 1 just want to show you a little bean box I've got here.' Au' be pulls out that box agin, baas be, 'let's bet tbe cigars or something ou odd or even beans in this box.i Thinks Ito myself, you poor, ab sent minded critter, can't remember that you 9howed thai to me a minute ago. And 1 says 'all right,' spose we make tbe bet live dr liars. 1 thought I'd just teach him to remember things. 4 1'11 ,do it,' says be, 4 now what is it?' 4 E/en,' says 1. lie opened tbe box, and—" 4 'Well, what then,' says tbe reporter, as the colonel paused. 4 'He wasn't so absent-minded after all,'' said the colonel. ,4 lbere was seven beans in that box." 44 1 found out afterwards that the box had no bottom, or rather bad covers at both ends. (In one of the covers was fastened three beans, and there were four loose ta-ans in the box. When tbe man who bet said odd tbe cover to which tbe beans were fastened was taken off, and when be taid even tbe other end was lifted." I*lucky Parsons. Dr. French, the Bishop of Lahore, has been giveu war medal for Afghanistan fof naviug ministered under tire to dying soldiers during the campaign of 187W 81. The bishop of Aucklaud, New Zealand— Dr. Cowie—has received two war medals, namely, the Indian mutiny medal with a clasp, for the final siege and capture of Lucknow, and the subsequent actions of Allygunge, Rooycah, and Bareilly, and the frontier war medal for the short but sau guin&ry Umbeyla campaign in the winter of 18G3-4. A Bombay clergyman, the Itev. Mr. Allen, was given the war medal in 1841 for his services in the fielding during the campaigns of that and the pre ceding year. None of the English papajs, however, seem to remember that a tew months ago the Kev. J. W. Adams, a chaplain attached to the Cabut field force, was awarded the Victoria cross for having at the battle of Killa-Klazi extricated a number of lancers who, with their horses, had fallen into a flooded ditch. The chap lain had to wade in water up to his waist to drag the horses off of their drowning riders, aud performed his gallant feat un a hot tire, having ultimately to run for his own life when the swordsmeu came up and captured his norse. Memorial Cliurch. Canon Brosman, of Cahirciveen, in ire land, proposes that a memorial church be erected ia that town in honor of O'Con nell's birth there. It is thought likely that the movement will be generally fav ored by the itoman Catholic Nationalists who have field aloof from the Land League on account of its liberal tendencies. A certain historic and ancient stone alter, which Tom Steele placed in a chapel in his house tor the celebration of mass when O'Connell visited htm, will probably have a place in this memorial church if the church is built. The Lighthouse Hoard. A committee was appointed to consider the expediency of illuminating Hell Gate, New York, by electricity. An appropri ation of $20,000 is available for that pur pose. The Board, in its annual report to the Secretary of the Treasury, estimates the cost of the service for the fiscal year er.ding Jute 30, 1884, at $2,750,000, about the same as the estimate tor the current fiscal year. An appropuation of $75,000 is recommended for the comple. tion of the lighthouse in Delaware Bay to take the place of the Fourteen Foot Bank lightship. Putaloei In Kurnpa, The woril potato in 1002 and 1009, the dates ot those plays respectively, designated two different plants—one our potato, a solatium, the other a con volvulus, a wull-kuow plant at this day, hut too tender for our climate. It is grown under glass. This latter root, batatas, was imported from Spain, but merely as an article of food, and was anterior in time here to the introduc tion of our now common potuto. There is no evidence, though there is opinion, of the exact date of the introduction of this plant—our potato—into England. But, as it in figured in Gerard's "Her bal," published in 1.197, though under the mistukeu name of batatas, and mnst have been previously known in Eng land, Sliakspcare may very well have known both roots. Now, if we look at ♦lie context of Falxtaj)'s speech, the al lusion is plainly to a common error of that time as to the supposed provo cative qualities of the root. But, as such errors soon become current, the impu tation may have arisen as to the latter in time, or it may have fastened on the earlier and have extended to both. It certainly was so believed for a time as to our common potato. The context then, does not really help us. Both plauts came to Europe—to Spain—from Spanish America about a century before lt>o9. As the beauty of the plaut could not nave been the motive, our potato must have been introduced iu Spain, whence it spread iuto the low Countries while under Spain, as an article of food; but it did not for many years become an article of food in any of these countries, nor iu Euglaiid. It made slow progress and there is a general silence about it. We may reasonable suppose that every grower of it who had heard of its mat ure tried it once or more as un edible tuber, since for that purpose it was growu. - The reasonable conclusion is that it did not at first please European palates. Ireland wits the tirst country in Europe in which it became generally grown as an article of food. Thence it extended to Lancashire, and the Lan castrians made it known, and brought it iuto use in other English counties. It is in my own recollection that "no cockney can boil a potato" was a com mon opinion iu Lancashire. Sydney Smith gave it his sanctiou when he said the tirst question to put to a candidate for cook is: "Can you boil a potato?" I do not m the least question that Hawkins introduced the potato into Ireland. I see no improbability in that tradition. But evidence we have none; at least none has fallen under my observeation, though I have searched fot evidence in all such works as I have at hand. The early transactions of the Royal Society may possibly throw some.light on the sul>- jeet. I can find nothing in the dairies of Evelyn or Pepys relating to the po tato. Had Pepys eaten of it tenta tively I think he would have noted it as he does tea and nettle-porridge. Herman Carpet*. In the general havoc which the spread of Isiam brought about in Oriental art,it is fortunate that no ban was laid upon the manufacture of carpets, but that, contrari wise, the new religion gave a fresh stimu lus to this famous branch of Eastern indus try. Carpets arc even more essential to the Moslem than pews to the Christian. The many prayers of the Mohammedan ntual must be said toward the poiut of the compass where Mecca stands, and no bet ter indication of that point can be devised than that which the pittem of the prayer carpet supplies. Moreover, the pious Mos lem delights in decorating hie sacred tem ples with hangings ot fine tapestry, and the most exquisite products of the loom were frequently destined for the adornment of the holy Kaaba, or some scarcely less venerated shrine, Sometimes the whole interior of a mosque, such as that at Mesh lied Ali, was hung with beautiful carpets; and the Mihrab, or niche toward Mecca, was always a favorite subject for such or namentation, which lu this case corresponds to the altar hangings of Europe. Mats of less costly nature were spread on the floor; and it is on record that in 1012 A. D., the Mosque of El-ilakiin,at Cairo, was strewn with 30 000 ells of carpeting at a cost of 6,000 dinars, while tne Azbar required 13,000 ells of striped mats a year. The lvaaba at Mecca was covered with hangings in the '"Days ot ignorance'' before Islam was preached,and clothes from the Vemen or a 4 'white Chinese silk carpet," covered the shrine; and later on the famous white and gold fabric ot the Copts, or heavy vel vet or plush carpets, from all parts of the East, were employed in the decoration ot tLe Mecca temple. The rulers of the Mo hammedan world vied with each other in presenting the richest covers to the Kua ba; the very Mongol Khans of l'er3i& sent gorgeous Laugings, and we read of a cover studded with gold and pearls and precious stones to the value of 250,000 gold piece. B . Adulteration i>> Itule. An Illinois merchant who was taking baking powder m bulk from a Chicago tirm called at headquarters, the other day, to say that there was something wrong with the goods. "J don't think so," was the reply, "we make the best article sold in the West" "1 think we ought to have a more i. erfect understanding," contiuued the -ealer. ".Now, then, you adulterate efore you send to me, then I adulterate belore I ship, then the retailer adulter ates before he sells, and the consumer can't be blamed for growling, I wanted to see if we couldu't agree on some schedule to be tollowed." "What do you mean?" "Why, suppose you put in 10 per cent, of chalk, then I put in 20 per cent, of whiting, then the retailers put in 30 per cent, of flour; that gives the consumer 40 per cent, of baking pow der, and unless he's a born hog he'll be perfectly satistied, You see, if you adulterate 50 per cent, on the start, and the retailer adulterates as much as both together, it's mighty hard for the consumer to tell whether he's investing in baking powder or putty; we must give him something for his money, if it's only chalk." —A bushel of corn will yield thiity pounds of glucose. A Catarit Illuminated. A writer at Giesbacli Falls, Switzer land, says: The illumination ot the falls takes place every night, without regard to the weather, hence no one is deterred from stopping, as it can be viewed from the hotel windows and bal conies much better than from any other point. We had seen it in daytime, but never illuminated, and as it was a good stopping place on our way to Luzerne, we were spending the night here. At 9 o'clock a bell was rung to summon the guests to the verandah, and a few miuutes after rockets were sent up as a signal to the men in charge of the Ben gal lights. It was a dark, rainy night, so dark tbat the falls could not be seen, though it was directly before us, and the roaring of the torrents could be heard at a great distance. Whilst peer ing into the intense darkness nothing was visible but the flicker of the lamps of the men in charge of the illumina tion. All of a sudden the face of the wails and cascades for the whole twelve hundred feet up the steep mountain side flashed to our vision in. bright prismatic colors—red, green, gold and scarlet—looking as if illuminated from the very depth of the cascades, and that the light was flashing from them. As the water leaped wildly from rock to rock in a stream about twenty feet wide and three feet thick, the spray flying in the air partook of the variegated colors. All were astonished at the wonderful beauty of the scene, so far exceeding their expectations in the grandeur and perfection of illumination. Even the uiist caused by the rain which was pour ing down as it had all the afternoon, added to the beauty of the scene, and there is no doubt that a dark, raiuy night is the best time to view the illu mination. There were about one hun dred and fifty guests present, and the expressions of wonder and admiration were universal. The heavy rain had also greutly swelled the usual volume ot water, and we, therefore, viewed it to the very best possible advantage. Some of the Bengal lights were burnt behind the waterfalls, all of which leap clear over the rocks, enabling visitors to go behind them. Others were so - placed in front of the cascades that the whole of the rays of light trom them were cast directly on the falling waters, it was a grand scene, but did not last long enough to satisfy the enthusiasm with which it was viewed. But it was too cold for the ladies to stand long in the raw and misty atmosphere. It is not to be wondered that Swiss tourists never fail to spend a night at Giesbacli, whilst some stay here several days to wander among the cascades. Two-thirds of those now here will leave m the morn ing, and before night the boats will bring a sufficiency of new guests to take their places. The water emerges from a da.vk cavern, 1,140 feet above the lake, being the melting of the snow from the higher mountains. LaplADd. In Laphind the sun never goes down duiing May, June and July; but, in winter, for two months, he never rises at all. His place, however, is some what supplied by the wonderful North ern fights, which flash and dicker in the gray skies. They look like fires of a thousand shapes and colors. Now like clowns, and now like domes; now like duahiug nets, and now like streamers of silk; now like arches and now like ban ners—these welcome guests make a mght beautiful. As long as the unwearied sun goes round ..ad round the sky in summer, th<r..." .landers live in tents made of poles skins; but when Jack Fioat approaches, with a scowl on his brow, tne house of thick soda becomes a very snug home. The Laplanders creeps into it on all fours, along a sort of tun nel. A hole in the roof lets in a little daylight, or rather moonlight, and lets out wnat smoke there is from the sooty lamp. The lamp is made of stone, and filled with seal oil, and it answers many purposes. It cooks food, dries wet clothes, keeps the house warm, and affords light. The Laplander likes brandy; but happily for him, it is very scarce. He hus often to be contended with snufff instead of which he takes, you may be sure, many a good pinch. For nine mouths of the year the ground is of a dazzling whiteness, and the cold is in tense. In duly and August, on the contrary, the heat is almost intolerable. The Laplanders are a very small nation. Perhaps there are not above seven thousaud of them. Part of them are called "Reindeer Laplanders;" and part "Fishing Laplanders." The for mer live on their herds, some possessing many hundreds; the latter dwell near the lakes and fiords. The greatest plague of Lapland is a plague of gnats, i'heir numbers are incredible. oou Recttiug Spell. The people of the United States, where we have as hot summers as any one need desire, present a broad and not oyerwise contrast to the wise habits jt tropical natives. The iron rule which regulates the hours for labor or business is not relaxed during the summer months. The tide of labor and of commerce is regulated by the clock, and not by the toirid heat of that sun which regulates the clock. "High Change" must come at a hxed hour, however high the mercury is in the thermometer. The followers of manual toil must toll on in the blazing heat of day, at whatever cost to their health, or even to their lives. "Early closing" is a good thing, but a "long nooning" would be better; if, indeed, by earlier hours in the morning, both longer rest at noon and earlier time to "knock oft" could not be se cured. Among the chief benefits of a summer vacation is the withdrawal, at noon and for several hours after meri dian, to a cool spot, there taking either the siesta or a better rest of conscious inactivity. PEXR trees will endure a goodly quan tity of ashes and cinders at their roots. The sweepings of the blacksmith shop are excellent. Smooth nn m Rose Leaf. A correspondent from Paris says there is a lady in this city of wonders, an American, who is undoubtedly one o the loveliest creatures that ever were. She Is called Mme. Gautherot, and her husband, a Frenchman, is a rich im porter, who came up to Paris from Nantes to spend his money and show off his wife, Some say she is from San Francisco, or Los Angeles, or Marys ville, or from somewhere aloDg the Pa cific coast. I have heard, too, that she hails from New York, from Baltimore, from Lima, from Panama—from any number of places that ought to be, and I dare say would be proud to own her. The preponderance of evidence is in favor of 'Frisco, and so I am going to write her down as a bright, occidental star which has come to us a perfect specimen of the kind of women that thrive apace in the "glorious climate of Cwliforny." I have seen her several times, but the best chance I had to ad mire her was a few weeks back in the magnificent salons of Mrs. Morton, the wife of the American Minister. A young lady from Chicago was leaning on my arm, and we were slowly traversing the rooms, when we came upon Mme. Gau therot, who was standing talking with M. Clemencean, the famous radical Deputy, whose wife is an American. I knew from the way my companion acted that sue was deeply moved by the lovely apparition, whom she had now seen for the first time, and she whisperingly asked if I knew who the lady was. "Oh. yes," I replied, "that is Mme. Gautherot. Bhe is said to be the most beautiful woman in Paris." "Well, they might say in the world. Of nil the beauties 1 have ever seen, she is, iu face, form, hair and complexion, the most beautitul." 1 should guess Mme. Gautherot to be about tweutv-eix or twenty-seven years of age. Her head, is strictly classical, and she wears her fair wavy tresses in Grecian bandeaux, tier form is fault less. the is the Venus de Medici trans muted iuto flesh and blood and covered by the best man or w man dressmaker of the capital. We stood and looked at this, the loveliest person that ever came out of the hands of a Paris coaturiere, and it seems to me my companion would never be done feasting upon her splen did beauty. She was dressed that night —the details were told me by THiss Chi cago and I wrote them down—in corn colored silk, part of which was covered with a net-work of yellow beads and small white bugles. She also wore a necklace of diamonds, a brooch and bracelets, with Greek baudalettes in her Jbair, which is of perfect gold color. Her dress fitted her form like gloves should lit one's hands, and her skirts clun 2 about her limbs in the most clas sical fashion. Sue wore diamond bnck lee on her slippers. Her pale blue ami yellow silk stockings were just discern ible. A murmur of admiration g eeted her wherever she went. The ceowd opened to let this beanty pass, and she strolled around tUe most uncon cerned person in the room. Her eyes are large and limpid, and as I looked into them I could not discover the slightest sentiment of coquetry. The texture of her ears, her neck and her shoulders are precisely that kind which the great Lefevre and the equally great Bougureau paint so magnificently. There is a pink shade which comes through the transparent white skin, and the flesh is as smooth as a rose lea f . Famous Phraaes. Washington Irving gives us "The Almighty dollar." Thomas Morton queried long ago : "What will Mrs. Grundy say?" while Goldsmith answers : "Ask me no ques tions, and I'll tell yon no fibs." Charles C. Pinckney gives "Millions for defence, but not one cent for tri bute." "First in war, first in the heart of his fellow-citizens" (not countrymen) ap peared in the resolutions presented to the House of Representatives in De cember, 1790, by General Henry Lee. Thomas Tosser, a writer of the six teenth century, gives ns : "it's an ill wind turns no good," "Better late than never," and "The stone that is rolling can gather no moes." "All cry and no wool" is found in Butler's "Hudibras." Dryden says : "None but the brave deserve the fair," "Men are but chil dren of a larger growth," and "Through thick and thin." "No pent-up Utica contracts our power." declared Jonathan Sewell. "Ot two evils I have chosen the least" and "The end must justify the meanb" are from Matthew Prior. We are indebted to Colley Cibber for the agreeable intelligence that "Richard is himself again." Johnson tells us of "A good hater," and Mackintosh made the phrase often attributed to John Randolph, "Wise and masterly inactivity. "Variety is the very spice of life." ana "Not much the worse for wear" are from Cowper. "Man proposes, but God disposes" is from Thomas A, Keuopis. Edward Coke was of the opinion that "A man's house is his cabtle." To Milton we owe "The paradise of fools," "A wilderness of sweets," and "Moping melancholy and moonstruck. madness." Edward Young tells us "Death loves a sliming mark," "A fool at forty is a fool indeed," but, alas 1 for his knowl edge of human nature when he tells us "Man wants but little here below, nor wants that little long. From Bacon comes "Knowledge is power," and Thomas Southerne reminds us that "Pity's akin to love." Dean Swift thought that "Bread is ' the staff of life," NO 42.