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'THE PiTTSBirRG DISPATCH, " STJNDAY, OCTOBER 20,
'1880 T ? 18' ;v m ft e A NATIONAL FLOWER Mrs. Frank Leslie Discusses the Use of Blossoms as Political Emblems. THE SUNFLOWER OF THE WEST Which Gives the Prairies a Shimmer of Burning Gold, Declared tffBe AFITEUBLE2I FOR THE UMTED STATES. rC0KBrSP0XDE3.CE Or THE DISPATCH.; Loxdojt, October 8. The question of eelecting a national flower was first brought before the American public last year, at a session of the Society of American Florists, in 2Cew York; a committee was appointed by the society to select a flowerwhich might be adopted as the floral emblem of the American Bepublie, and one of the most brilliant or newspaper correspondents was detailed to "interview" a nnmberof persons on this subject, and among others myself, and my attention was specially called to this matter, and hence this letter. In the first place, I think it futile to at tempt selecting a flower, unless it is typical of our country or associated in some way with our national history. Floral emblems grow out of history as flowers erow out of the soil. The emblems cannot be manu factured without beine as absurd as artificial flowe s. Floral emblems hare played no unim portant part in the world's history. Some of these are still cherished by the hand that plucked them; others are laded, together with the memory of those who wore them; and socio are trampled under foot, while a rival nosegay flaunts it in their place. The lilies of old France are happily for the world's progress laid low, but they bore themselves of old proudly enough in many a well-stricken field. They were, it is true, heraldic lilies not unlike artichokes to the uninitiated eye; but they reigned in honor till the revolution swept them away, or rather adopted their color without their form. For is not the famous tricolor none other than the blue and red of the city of Pans' arms, with the drapeau blanc grafted npon them? Noteworthy flowers in their day were the roses of Tori; and Lancaster, blossoms of evil scent reeking of the battlefield aud the headsman's block. The same may be said ot the piglis of Florence, which was dyed red with the blood of Guelf and Ghibelline. The rose of England has long held undis puted sway, aud grouped around it, are the apparently incongruous shamrock, and the thistle of Scotland, which has pointed many a joke. The pretty little plant known as black rnedick, or nonsuch, does duty as the green immortal shamrock in Loudon mar kets; and large quantities are put under re quisition lor St. Patrick's Day. the Boxirr BEOOSI. Probably no flower has had so long and glorious a reign as the yellow broom, "the bonny, bonny broom- the memorial flower of 14 Plantagenet Kings, who held the crown ot England for more than 300 years. Geoffrey, Count of Anjou, the husband of Hand, and ancestor of the Edwards, Bich ards, and Henries of England, was the first to adopt the planta genista, and from the trivial incident ot his wearing a sprig of it on his helmet was derived one of the most honored names in British history. More recently than any of these, the modest violet has filled a very large space in the history of the world. Some say the violet was adopted by the Bon a pants be cause it is of the hue once deemed Imperial purple. Others allege that the association of the violet with imperialism is due to an ingenious effort of art, which in 1814, con ceived the idea ot a bunch of violets so ar ranged that the shadows, when carefully examined, were found to present the por traits of the First Napoleon and his wife and son. At any rate, a bunch of violets be came a sort ot informal token of adhesion to the Imperial cause of France; like thajt proverbially industrious insect the bee, it is the- badge of Bonapartism, or rather what " left of that persuasion. Never per hap were so many violets brought together in i- room as in the temporary chapel at Chiselhurt wherein the last hope of Bona partist Imperia'ijm lay low. There were violets everywhere on the chill day of early summer, w hen the highest honors were paid to the unfortunate youth who ended his life in an obscure and savage skirmish. According to some, the myosotis was Bonaparte's choeeu emblem when he es caped from Elba. The flower had been banded about by his partisans, with the words, "To return in the spring." And, iaithlul to his promise, on the 1st of March, 1815, he landed at Antibes, to be received by the acclamation of his old soldiers, which were changed by the adhesion ot Key into an almost universal cry of "Vive l'Em pereur!" The myosotis, or mouse-ear, would never have won poetic or political recognition if some one had not christened it forget-me-not LOVE'S LAST BEQUEST. Fanny Osgood, some years ago, gave the following anecdote of the origin of the now well-known name: "It is related that a young couple, who were on the banks of the Danube, saw one of those lovely pale-bine flowers, with a yellow eye, floating on the Waters, which seemed ready to carry it away. The affianced bride admired the beauty of the flower, and regretted its fatal destiny. The lover was induced to precipi tate himself into the water, where he had no sooner seized the flower than he sank into the flood, but, making a great effort, he threw the flower upon the bank, and at the moment of disappearing forever he ex . claimed. -Vergess mir nichtl' since which time the flower has been emble matical, and taken its name from those Ger man words 'forget-me-not?' " The story of the origin of the lorget-me-not's sentimental designation may have been in the mind of the- Princess Marie of Baden that winter day, when strolling along the banks of the Itlline with her cousin, Louis Napoleon, she inveiehed against the degeneracy of modern g Hants, vowing they were incapa ble of emulating the devotion to beauty that characterized the cavaliers of olden time. As they liuzered on the causeway dykes, where the Neckcr joins the Bhine, a sudden gust of wind carried away a flower from the hair of the Princes and cast it into the rushing waters. "There," she exclaimed, "that would be en opportunity for a cavalier of the old days to show his devotion." "That's a challenge, cousin," retorted Louis Napoleon, who was a good swimmer. In a second he was battling with the rough water, fie disappeared and re-appeared, to disappear and re-appear again and again, but at length reached the shore save and sound, with his cousin's flower in his hand. "Take it, Marie," said he, as he shook him self, "but never again talk to me of your cavalier of the olden time." THH "VIOLET'S POPTJXABITr. It is at least curious that the modest vio let should have become the favorite flower at the same moment in Paris and in Berlin. The Emperor Priedrich Effected it as his father did the cornflower, The vases in his room were kept supplied with violets; the curtains and carpet were violet colored; the loyal Berlincrs wore violets as a token of their devotion to the Kaiser; they figured in advertisements of all sorts. The enormous trade done in violets at Paris last year is re ported to bedne to adiscovery made by a well known author. He got a sight of the recipe used by the Empress Josephine as a means for rendering her "beautilnl forever," and to which she owed that marvelous tint which was the wonder and despair of the French ladies of the time. The wife of Na poleon used to have boiling milk poured over a basin full of violet flowers, and with this decoction she "bathed her face and peck every morning. No sooner was this old secret brought to light than the Parisian ladies began to order great basketsful of violeU to be left at the doors daily, and this home-made cosmetic is said to have been in daily use the whole of the season. Flowers, however, from being the em- "blems of nations and monarchs, are fast de generating into political badges. During his lifetime, the primrose is said to have been the Earl of Beaconsfield'i favorite flower; since the great statesman's death it has become the symbol of the Conservative party in England. The woodmen on the Earl's estates at Hughenden had orders to protect these plants; they were cnltivated in large numbers alongside the walk behind the manor .house, known locally as the "German Forest path;" aud by his direc tions, during the last year of his life, a clump of trees in the pare where the grass grew scantily was thickly planted with ferns and primroses. Primrose Day occurs April 19, and the eiehth anniversary of the death of the Earl of Beaconsfield, which took place this year, was observed throughout the country with as widespread an enthusiasm as has ever been displayed since his death. During the day primroses may be said to be the general ornament for all classes in the metropolis, and man, houses and shops are profusely decorated with this emblem of the denarted Premier, whose statue in Parlia ment Square is as thickly strewed with., wreaths as that ot Joan oi Arc on me x-aiace des Pvramides or that of Strasburg on the Place'de la Concorde, at Paris. Meetings, concerts, entertainments and other celebra tions of the anniversary are held in London and throughout the country, the meetings being usually addressed by members of Parliament or other noteworthy leadersof the movement. The suggestion ttiat jjio erals Fnould wear a flower of some sort on May Day as a party badge to counteract the influence of the primrose, adopted bv Con servatives in honor ol Lord Beaconsfield, is not likely to find imitators to-day. LEAGUE OP THE EOSE. The League of the Bose, founded in Oc tober last year by the Countess of Paris and. organized by the grand dames of the Legiti mist party in France, is the highest compli ment which the Primrose League has ever received; for not only has the League of the Bose been modelled generally upon it, but even in the details of organization the En glish precedent has been closely followed. There is the same recognition of the hierar chical principle in both, the same two-fold appeal to the universal passion of man to distinguish himself from his fellows. Human nature, male and female, is much the same in all countries; and, apart Ironi those who are really concerned for the great interests which the League is to promote, we may quite safely assume that there are plenty of Frenchwomen who are as much attracted as English ladies would be in similar circumstances by the badge of mem bership of a political association presided over by the consort of the heir to the crown of France. 'Whether they will be aDle to do as much as Primrose Dames in the way of proselytizing among the other sex is, to my mind, doubtful. Still the power of woman is great in all civilized countries, and the means adopted are undoubtedly the most effective that could be employed lor enlisting that power in the service ot the monarchy. In so far, too, as theological differences and domestic jeal ousie sansing therefrom will permit of itsfree operation, the appeal of the league to the male sex in France should be sufficiently strong. Certainly it cannot be said that Frenchmen are less easily caught by the pe culiar bait which the league employs than Euglisbmen. On the contrary, the passion for badges, universal as it is among man kind in general, is carried by the French man more often, perhaps, than by men of any other nation, to the pitch of the ridicu lous. The recent decorations scandal across the ocean offered sufficient evidence of the extraordinary appetite prevailing in France for even the most vulgarized forms of honor ific distinction. The Countess of Paris has been well in spired by the results of woman's work in English politics. She has been a guest at a number of the Primrose League's meetings, and has energetically studied their methods. As a result she has had over several of the Legitimist Duchesses from Paris, and the outcome of their conference has been the foundation of a number of lodges. There are now, I am informed, more than 100,000 members. The decoration is a small rose in gold, prettily wrought by one of the chief goldsmiths of Paris. There was consider able discussion as to the name. Some of the Duchesses wished to call it the League of the Lily, but as lilies of France had not left an altogether pleasant savor in the nostrils of the nation, the rose was substituted. EOYALIST ASD BOULAUGIST. The object of the League of the Bose is the re-establishment ot the monarchy of France and the detense of Conservative in terests. The Countess has issued a mani festo, in which she says: "The league pro poses to include in its ranks women oelong mg to all classes of society, without dis tinction of creed or position,and unite them in a association to combat radicalism, to defend religions liberty.the rights of fathers of families to educate their children as they wish, to protect the interests of both labor and property, and to secure the material progress of the women of France. The name of every fresh adherent is brought un der the eyes of the Countess of Paris," who," adds the programme significantly, "will not forget it." The carnation, now officially adopted as the floral emblem of the Boulangist party, possesses a history of its own1 not only as a symbol to credulous lovers, but also in a political sense. According to Alphonse Karr, who, perhaps, knows more about flowers than any other French writer of the present generation, the pink, as well as the lily and violet, has played an important part in the civil discords of France. In 1815, for instance, a few days previous to the restoration of the Bourbons, this flower was adopted as a token of recognition among the still remaining partisans of Napoleon. But it is chiefly as characterizing Boulanger and his party that the pink has once again come to the lore. A great man nowadays must have a floral emblem, so the crimson carnation is doubtless the proper thing for the "brav' General." It is not generally known that the Pope ot Borne has a flowery symbol, which is an nually sent to somebody in some part of the world as a token of good deeds done in the service of the Church. In May of last year the golden rose, as the emblem is called, went to the United States for the second time, the recipient in this case being Miss Mary Gwendolin Caldwell, of New York, whose magnificent benefaction of $300,000 toward the erection of a Catholic university at Washington won for her this special mark ol pontifical favor. The only other American woman npon whom it has been bestowed was the late Mrs. Sherman, wife of General Sherman. OUB XA.TI01TAL PLOWEB. Now, as regards the United States, it is certainly strange that, while England has its rose, Ireland its shamrock, Scotland its thistle, France its lily, and Sweden its yel low roses and corn-flowers, we have not adopted before this some of our very beauti ful flowering trees or plants as our national emblem. The country is decidedly old enough to have a flower of its own. The question to my mind has been treated by no writer so thoroughly competent to discuss all sides of it as Mrs. Schuyler Van Bensse laer, who has an exceedingly interesting article on the subject in a recent number of Garden and Forest. The golden rod she dismisses, because, to be rightly used in art, a flower must be conventionalized, and the golden rod is in capable of conventionalization. It has no individuality, "isolated from its fellows it looks precisely like numerous other flowers of the great family of the composites." The trailing arbutus is a poor flower to wear, suitable only in masses, stiff in habit, and very perishable, besides being unknown in the "West The sunflower, Mrs. Van Bens selaer says, has become so much a European flower that no American when he sees it thinks of his own country and nothing else, which rather invalidates it as a national emblem. No patriotic meaning could be read in it. Now, here, I beg to differ entirely from Mrs. Vari liensselaer. I should be of h'er opinion if the American sunflower bore the slightest relationship with the tawny gands of foreign cottage gardens; big and brazen bachelors, that flourish on a single stalk. But the European sunflower is quite dis tinct from the American dwarf sunflower. The whole of our virgin soil is alive with the latter species, while the former was only quite recentlv imported by Oscar Wjlde. The dwarf sunflower Is, in "fact, the prairie flower. Its little golden petals cluster in bunches, and like English buttercups, are numberless as the stars of heaven. In many parts of the Union the. dwarf sunflower is sown so thickly through the landscape as to give it a shimmer of burning gold, lighting up the face of nature everywhere from the Missouri river to the great Salt Lake; in some parts growing low, the stalk not a foot long, the the flower not higher than a common mari gold; in others, rising 10 or 13 feet high, with clusters of lovely flowers, each flower as big as a peony. Surely no more dis tinctive, no more representative an emblem could well be lound anywhere than this flower of the great grassy plains and rolling uplands. The dwarf sunflower recalls the soil wherein it grew; its very habitat charac terizes the country we live in, where we were born and where we hope to be laid at rest. What claim. I may ask, has the kalmia, proposed by Mrs. Van Benselaer, over this wild, warm, golden flower of the West? Feank Leslie. A HUNDBED MILES AN HOTJE. A PoulbiUtr or Traveling; by Ball at That Rntn of speed. From the London Spectator.! Sir Edward Watkin has, on behalf of the Metropolitan Bailway Company, offered the manager of the Water Bailway a piece of ground near London on which to lay down a line two miles in length. We shall, therefore, soon have an opportunity to try what, if the accounts are true, must be the very poetry of motion. The car riages run on skates or slides, but between the slide and the rail is lorced a film of water, which prevents all jolting, bumping and shaking, aud, in fact, makes the car riages skim along as a boat does on the sea. Then, too, the pace is 100 miles an hour. If the new railway is really practicable for long distances, all England will be a suburb of London and Surrey will be saved from becoming a chessboard, covered with what the auctioneers call "villa residences standing in their own three acres and a half of parklike grounds." A hundred miles an hour would make Bath as accessible as Brighton is now, while Manchester could be reached in an hour and 50 minutes. WAX SHE LIKE8 THE BUSTLE. A Canadian Woman Who Proposes to Stick to the Fashion. Detroit Sunday Mews. J "I'll take 12 yards of that," said a tall, slim woman, pointing to a piece of dress goods at a Woodward avenue store; "and I want a string." A good piece of tar rope was given her, and a whispered direction followed. "That is an habitual smuggler," said the clerk, as the woman passed down the base ment stairs. "She never seems to be sus pected, for she comes in here regularly." That tall, slim woman wore an immense pannier as she later marched briskly through the store, smiling on the clerks here and there, and went aboard the ferry boat. "Common thing? Why, certainly it is. That woman has had hundreds of dollars' worth of goods from this store this season, and has smuggled every cent's worth of it over. Yes, it will be hard on some stylish folks when bustles go entirely out of fashion. I guess that Windsor woman will keep up the style as long as possible." CHICAGO'S LONG'STBEETS. It Wonld Take a Man SO Dnjs to Blake a Toar ot the Town Chicago Times. "I was figuring out," said a man at the City Hall yesterday, "how long it would take a person to walk over every street in Chicago, provided he walked ten honrs a day, averaged four miles an hour, and kept at it until the. job was finished. Before Lake, Lake View, Hyde Park, Jefferson, and that slice of Cicero were annexed there were 663 miles of streets in the city. Now there are over 2,000. At the rate of 40 miles a day and it would take a pretty good pe destrian to keep up that gait the distance might be covered in 50 days. 1 don't know anvone who could do it, though. There are a couple of streets which would give a good walker exercise enough if he tried to cover them. I refer to Western avenue and Halsted street. They are 25 miles long." THE H00SIER OF THE PAST. The Countryman Not the Picturesque FIs2 nre He Used to Be. St. Louis Globe-Democrat. The hoosier is no longer the picturesqe creature he was years ago. There is no more homespun clothing. Beady-made clothing has penetrated to the uttermost parts of the country, and the countryman can now only be detected by his sun-burned face and the swing of his arms. As to the young women from the small towns, they can only be identified by their fresh, bloom ing complexions and bright eyes. In the matter ot styles they are fully up to their sisters of the larger cities; in fact, the belles of small towns are often familiar with New York fashions long before they become general in St, Louis, this being due to the fact that the town dressmaker closely follows the plates in the fashion paper as soon as novelties are presented. i TO CUBE SLEEPLESSNESS. A St. Louis Man Gives a 'Never-Falling Remedy for Insomnia. St. Louis Globe-Democrat.l It is a pity that so many people suffer with insomnia when such a simple preven tive is in reach. I have a relief which never fails. When I find myself tossing I get up, walk across the floor once or twice and then get an apple, a bit of bread, anything to arouse my stomach and sst it working. The moment it commences it attracts the atten tion of the nerves, so to speak; the nerves forget they are "on edge and are soon soothed in slumber. Commence on the inside to cure sleepless ness, not externally, nor with drugs, for they are base deceivers. A Bis Fnss About Nothing-. Philadelphia Kecord. Little Bobby Brownstone was being cor rected for biting his big sister's finger during a fit of anger. "She's making a big fuss over nothin'," said Bobby. "She never said a word the other night in the parlor when Mr. Mnggs bit her, and he bit her right in the mouth, too." Coquette. She was young, she was sweet Scores of men at her feet Worshiped blindly in fond adoration. She declared she loved none; But there really was one Who for her had a strange fascination. He was earnest and true, And when he came to woo She was happy a stranger could guess It. Her whole heart grew light It he came but in sijrnt. She loved him he made her confess it Yes, she loved him, and yet She so loved to coquet On a wild sea of unrest she tossed him, Until, tired of doubt. He tried living without. And the painful result was she lost him. Somcrville Journal. A Dew-Drop. Little drop of dew. Like a gem you are; 1 believe that you Must have been a star. When the day is bright. On the eras yon lie: Tell me, then, at night Are yon in the skvT Frank Dempster bherman in Harper's Xoung JPeople. , OUR DOCTORS' BILLS. Why Some Big Medicine Men Are Rich While Others Are Poor, SPECIALISTS' PEINCELT FEES. A Pork-Packer Who Paid $10,000 For 0no 'Professional Visit. PADPEES CDEED WHILE PRINCES DIE rwBiTrzx roi thx dispatch.: Medical circles are just now very much interested over a report that comes from Philadelphia oi an unusually large fee re ceived by a prominent nervous specialist who practices in the Quaker City. The story goes that H. B. Plankinton, who is one of Phil Armonr's partners, and who lives in Milwaukee, was recently, taken sick and wanted the Philadelphia specialist to diagnose his case. His family therefore wrote to the specialist asking him to come to Mil waukee to treat the pork packer. They re ceived rather a surly reply in the negative) but nothing dannted, they wrote again, say ing that money would be no object if he would only come. 'The specialist hated to leave home, so by way ol discouraging them he wrote to the family of the pork packer telling them that they would have to pay him at least $10,000 before he would consent to make the trip to the Brewery City. Much to his surprise he got a telegram telling him to come on. It is hardly necessary to say that he went, and equally unnecessary to add that he got the 10,000. Whether the pork packer was cured of his nervous affection the story doesn't say, but the size of the fee has set to talkingallthesawbonesand pill-i oilers who have heard of it. SMALL TEES FOE DIFFICULT CASES. It was the chief theme of a conversational svmposium between a number of disciples of jEsculapius the other night, at which a newspaper man happened to beprerent. The ensuing discussion brought out the interest ing fact that as a rule it is not for the most complicated and. difficult cases that the largest lees are received. On the contrary, the most difficult cases, especially in sur gery, are those which are usually under taken in the hospitals and the demonstrating rooms of our large colleges. In most cases these surgical operations are free. As an instance of this it was, told that Dr. Bull, of Bellevue Hospital, recently per formed the operation of tracheotomy on a 65-year-old patient who was afllicted with that same lungns, cancerous growth of the larynx, of which the late Emperor of Ger many died. There was just about one chance in ten that this cancerous growth could be removed and the patient would survive the operation, ,but there was a cer tainty on the other hand that his death from the fungus growth was only a matter of time and that his life in the meantime wonld be so painful a burden as to render it undesirable, if not unendurable. All this was explained to the aged patient, who eagerly consented to the operation. It was performed, a silver plate was substituted in place ot the cartilaeeous substance re moved, the aperture sewed up, and now the old man is, to all intents and purposes, as well as ever he wasiu his life. A PAUPEE'S FErVILEQE. Thus it is, as the ssculapians explain, that physicians dar: to undertake upon a comparatively poor and obscure patient what they wonld not presume to undertake if the patient was rich and prominent. If, they say, Sir Morrell Mackenzie had not been hampered by the German physicians he might have succeeded in saving the life of the Emperor just as Br. Bull succeeded in saving the life of the panper, but it can readily be seen that while success meant much more to Dr. Mackenzie than it did to Dr. Bull, failure would have been ruin to the one, while it was a matter of compara tively little consequence to the other. It must not be supposed, however, that because a case happens to come to a Ehysician through the channels of a public ospital that it is always unprofitable. The younger doctors tell with a great deal of gnsto the hitherto unpublished story of Dr. 'Wiedekind's big fee. Dr. Wiedekind is now a surgeon in the United States Navy add is on a cruise to China. A year ago he was house physician fn the Chambers Street Hospital in New York City. One day a well-dressed, prosperous looking old man was brought into the hospital by the ambnlance surgeon, suffering from a severe and apparently fatai case of sunstroke. It was generally ag:eed among the hospital staff that there "was no hope for the man's recovery. A CIENEBOTJ3 PATIENT. Dr. Weidekind determined, however, that he would make a desperate effort in this case as much lrom professional pride as anything else to save the patient He had him taken up stairs, nut in a cot. and began to apply all the known remedies for sunstroke. He worked with him all night, never leaving his bedside for an instant, applying ice, electricity and everything else that his science had tanght him. At 10 o'clock the next morning he was rewarded by seeing his patient emerge from the coma causedby the sunstroke, and before night was rejoiced to be able to pronounce him comparatively out of danger. Four days later the patient was well enough to be con veyed to his home in Newark, N. J., and within a week Dr. Wiedekind received a check for ?5,U00 Tsigned by one of the wealthiest brewers in that prosperous New Jersey town, together with a letter in which he thanked the energetic young physician for having saved his life. It does not follow as a matter of course however, that because the patient is rich) the doctor's fee will be a big one. As an illustration of this point, it is told of the late Dr. Austin Flint that, after having at tended Commodore Vanderbilt for vears prior to his last illness, he received as his fee an amount calculated at exactly $5 per visit, and discovered that there was no more profit in attending a man who was worth $100,000,000 than there was in attending one worth 8100. FOUE WOEDS FOE $300. " Nor is the size of the fee always com mensurate with the service rendered, as for instance in the case of the nervous special ist already mentioned, a fee of $300 was once charged by him for saying just four words: "Send him to Enrope." The doctor was summoned to see a gentleman" in Trenton, N. J., who was bedridden, and had been for months. After hearing the history of the case and making an examination, he nttered those four words, clapped on his hat and left the house. The patient went to Europe and got well. The same specialist on an other occasion prescribed the same formula in the case of a young lady and received a liberal lee. When his patient returned from Europe very much improved, her father suggested that she call upon the physician aud let him see how much better she was. She did so, and the fond parent received a bill for 560 from the eminent physician for looking at the young lady and saying she was better. In another case he received a fee of 51,700 iromsthe family of a hysterical New York girl, who insisted upon his going to that city to see her. Of a weli-known surgeon it is told that he was one day riding by the side of a stranger on the Pennsylvania road when a cinder flew into the eye of his neighbor. The stranger turned to the snrgeon and asked his assistance in removing it. The latter very skillfully twisted the corner of his handkerchief, raised the eyelid of the suffering passenger, deftly extracted a little piece of coal, and a few days thereafter sent in his bill for $10 "for professional services en route .from New York to Philadelphia." THE OTHEE SIDE. In contradistinction to these instances where big fees have been received for little services, the doctors cite with a good deal of grumbling and unfavorable comment the instances oi Doctors Agnew and, Hamilton who attended ex-President Garfield during his last illness, and who received from the Government what the doctors claim was a very paltry fee for their services and very grudgingly given. It is also claimed by them that Dr. Shrady and his associates were but poorly rewarded for their months of anxious watching and never ceasing at tention at the bedside of General Grant. Of course, in the latter case no one knows exactly how much these physicians re ceived, and as it is. a rigid rule of medical ethics never to divulge the amount of a fee or to talk for publication, this, together with many other interesting secrets of the profes sion, will have to remain untold. Enough is known, however, to justify the belief that physicians as a rule receive sufficient re muneration for trivial services to make up for insufficient fees in more important cases. Ckables Lehabso. A MOSQUITO'S ILLNESS. A Mistake of One Word Makes Ridiculous Nonsense la a Telegram. Brooklyn Citizen. An amusing mistake of a telegraph opera tor, which might have been attended with unpleasant results, was brought to my notice recently. The son of a well-known gentle man living on the Heights has been serious ly ill, and the father was, of course, anxious about his condition. When he left the house in the morning he left instructions that should the condition of Amos, the son, be come worse during the day, a telegraphic dispatch should be sent to him. Amos grew worse, and the following dispatch was sent: AmOs is quite ill. Come home at once. The Brooklyn operator sent the dispatch, which, when it reached New York, read like this: A mosquito ill. Come home at once. The father received the message, and as he did not understand it, did not go home. At night the father made inquiries at home about the meaning of the message, when he learned the mistake of the operator. He de termined to find out who was responsible, and made a complaint to the President of the telegraph company. The matter was in vestigated and a volnme of correspondence was the result. It was found that the num ber of words in the message delivered were counted the same by the two operators. The New York operator said that he asked the Brooklyn man three times whether the first word was mosquito or not, and received an affirmative reply three times. The matter was settled by the discharge of the offending operator. AN UNINVITED GUEST. A Mother's Presence at a Wedding Disturbs Both Bride and Groom. Chambers' Journal. We once took in a wedding at which the only attendant, besides the groomsman and bridemaid, was a stout, determined-looking, elderly female, who did not come up with the wedding party to the altar rails, bnt seated herself in one ot the choir stalls not far off. We observed that both bride and bridegroom looked at her with very disqui eted glances. Once or twice we noticed that the elderly female seemed to be about to make a move, especially at that part of the service when possible opponents are request ed ti "speak or else hereafter forever hold their peace." When the service was over we inquired of this good dame why she had come to the wedding. "I'm thegirl's moth er," was the reply, "and I came to prevent the business." We naturally asked why she hadn't "prevented the business," and we fonnd that the thought had struck her at the last moment that they "might do worse than get married after all." We have often since thought of what must have been the agita ted feelings of that bride and bridegroom until the irrevocable words were said over them. TALL HATS AND SACK COATS. The Latest London Fad Not Popular With New York Anslomaniacs. New Tors: Sun. 3 The ambitious Anglomaniacs who are en deavoring to introduce here the latest fad in London are subjecting their reputations to a severe test English club men of late have taken to the fashion of wearing tall beaver hats with sack coats in the morning. Originally the fashion is said to have started In the habit of English club men of going direct to breakfast at their clubs after a morning's ride in the park. The costume for the ride was nearlv always a sack coat, a tall beaver hat, with a pair of riding breeches. By degrees the great comfort of the sack coat or morning wear planted it firmly in the affections of.the club men, and they are now to be seen all around Pic-, cad illy and Pall Mall in the sacks' which they call jackets and tall "hats. This has been considered up to the pres ent time the acme oY bad taste. A tall hat always means a tail coat in America. A number of the club men are hard at it try ing to introduce the English fashion, but thus far it does not seem to have taken the fancy of New York men. A PUNGENT LNTiTAriUN. A Sample of Extraordinary Expressions nsed by an Old Man. Chicago Times. The old people seem to have a liking for expressions a little out of the common run. The community was all wrought up over the elopement of a very pretty girl with the man she loved, of course, but who was objected to by the parents, not so much for anything that could be said against him as because they were loath to part with a be loved daughter. When the news of the elopement became generally known curi osity ran high as to what course the parents would pursue. Finally one of the neigh bors decided to boldly put the question as to whether the runaways would be taken to the family bosom and forgiven. He found them more than willing to receive the daughter back, but when asked when she was to return the father said: "I don't know. I gave her a very pungent invitation, but it is at her own unction whether she comes back or notl" The doting father evidently tried to rise to so great an occasion. A NoTetty in Baptism. Philadelphia Eecord.j Maggie and Kate, daughters of E.-A. Stollsmith, a prominent man in this city, were immersed to-night by the aid(of lan terns. A pellucid gravel pit pool was the place selected, and 500 assembled to witness the novel sight. It was probable the first nocturnal baptism that ever occurred in the State outside a church baptistry. When KInns Bclgned, When Niaus reigned InNineveb, And Babylon reveled 'neath the stars, And Menes rnled o'er Egypt's plain, And grim Sesostris waged his wars, Who were the world's own people then? Why have they gone and left no signf Alas, those hordes ot mortal men Were thou and I, and thine and mine. Then lay the mother down to rest Close by the babeher bosom fed. And children played beside the Nile, And maids were wooed, and women wed; Andsbone the fnll,Assyrian moon In silvery silence oithe earth. As the red blood In myriad hearts Leapt warm and quick with health and mirth. Three thousand vears and so with us! Three thousand years and people will Look np in revery at the stars That twinkle over Babylon still; And ask "Who trod the emerald earth?" And wonder why we left no sign; While the hot blood in glad young hearts Will leap and dance like ruby wine. Will the world thus forever roll. And generations come and go As when King Menes sat enthroned, And old Besostris scourged the foeT Who shall the world's own people be When we, too, die and leavo no sign? Alis! those hordes of mortal men Are thou and L, and thine and mine. David Graham Adee, to Washington Jot. OLD ABOLITION GRIT. What It Cost to be an Anti-Slavery Man Before the Rebellion. BISKING LIVES FOR PRIHCIPLES. Some of the Old Spirit Needed to Cope With the Evils of To-Day. ONE SLIM WOMAN WITH A BIG EEY0LTEE rwarrrmr fob tux mspatch.1 Happening in Boston of a Monday morn ing lately,there seemed more than the usual crowd about the doors of Tremont Temple. Not that a crowd about the doors of that ancient lecture building is ever unusual, for there is always a woman's meeting, or a Bible class, or an anti-poverty meeting, or a reading by a popular school of oratory, or something progressive, to take the time, un til there are hardly halt days and even ings enough in a week for the engage ments offering. But this time the line be gan around the block and wound through the dim hallways of the interior, and it wasn't suffrage faces or Bible class faces either. One can tell by the quality of the faces in the narrow streets what agitation possesses Boston for the day, whether it is the horticultural crowd, or a spiritualist convention, or an, art students' league, or a literary luncheon np Beacon Hill way. It is one of the courtesies allowed in Boston to ask questions ot the next neighbor, known or unknown, provided always you don't ask for curiosity, but because you want to knowl "Will you tell me what those people are here for?"" I asked of a lady leaving the line, and she forthwith said agreeably that they were buying tickets for the new lecture course, the sale of which opened that morn ing. This, you know, is one of the institutions of Boston, and its constituencies throughout wie uDiDu, since uie memory oi man run neth notto the contrary, though I believe it wasnot'heard of be ore Bunker Hill. It is not the old lyceum course, but an entertain ment course, the great source of Puritan dis sipation, for with its lectures, humorous, historic, descriptive, it gives those whose principles do not allow theaters a chance to hear favorite actors in readings and opera singers in concerts. Here Max Alvary, the angelic hero of Tannhauser, was first heard as a concert singer, and won the enthusiasm which led to his success in New York opera. For 2 a season ticket, one has twenty en tertainments of a choice sort, and is the great chance of anything like artistic diver sion and social outlook for thousands of people. So it is no wonder that working girls club together, and art students save money, and teachers bribe big boys to go for them, and plain people give up a day to waiting to secure tickets, tne best of which are gone before 10 o'clock. The lady further said that a man in tjje line near her applied at the door Snnday midnight, but was not admitted until 1 o'clock. The young men and women, the kindly, care-faced matrons, the plain, elderly fathers, sat patiently along the inner corridors far into the after noon, and people were still buying at 6 o'clock. WHAT FBEEDOM COST. v For I, too, whose byword is that life is short, gave up that valued "library Mon day" to Tremont Temple, and went again in the evening till past 11 o'clock. Only three times before in eight years had the occasion been enough to tempt me to endure the horrors of bad air and broken strength following a night assembly. -Bnt the pla card at the door, "Meeting of the Old Abo litionists," on Emancipation Day, for the first time in 28 years, stayed my steps. The kindly-faced man with white satin badge at the door asked, "Are you an abolitionist?" and he seemed satis, fied with the answer which said, itself, How could I be anything else with six generations of revolutionary blood in my veins, of men who fought for kirk and covenant on the border, with King James in the Irish struggles, and next Cromwell, who were wounded at Ticonde roga, Corinth, Donelson and through the captivity at Andersonville? That lessened gathering of the rank and file of the old abolitionists held faces which told plainly of what race they sprang, even' of the men who faced the Arma'da and sailed from Ley den. It was a gallery of historical portraits, startling in fidelity of type, of haads that only needed ruff and short cloak to be Puri tans more like than any of Bonghton's pic tures, Elizabethan faces, scholarly and fine, harsher Ironsides good at fighting, and the gentler pilgrim sort who yet dared adventure and peril, as these their descendants had done after them. Boys and girls, go to yonr histories and learn ot what sort of men you came and how to be worthy ofthem. Teachers, give your half-grown lads and girls passages ironi Hwinourne s Armada, in whose lofty song for freedom he redeems unworthier verse, to learn how "Hell for Spain and leaven for England God to God and man to man, Met confronted, light with darkness life with . death." Let follow that second volume of Stedman's American Literature, which records colonial sufferings for conscience in word, and which shall move hearts forever; and then in place of fabulous gorilla hunting and juvenile archeology, give them such true adventures as our own day has to show in Charles Kingsley's sketch of John Brown, the most beautilul chapter of our country's history yet written, in its berfection of literary style, with other naif forgotten passages of daring for Irecdom's sake; and finally John McElroy's inimitable "Story of Anderson ville." In such reading they may slake their thirst for adventure and learn what freedom in our time cost, and to whatcruelty injustice ever tends. Such teaching'taakes good citizens and Union men. PEESECUTIKG ABOLITIOKISTS. The meeting, I have said, was of the rank and file of the abolitionists, the men who paid the money and did the work, mostly. The names most widely advertised with the freedom movement were conspicuous by their absence. Colonel Higginson was not there, Mrs. Julia Wurd Howe was not, or the suffragists generally. General Butler sent an excuse, and Fred Douglass was just off on his mission to Hayti. One would think tbey might have attended the first abolition meeting in 28 years out of politeness to their own principles. They were absent, but not missed. There was less burning of joss stick than would have been required in the presence of some of these, and other speakers, feeling free of utterance, spoke with a fervor and sincerity which amply met the occasion. Samuel May gave the secret of the reverence felt for the old abolition movement in saying, "There was no self seeking in it, no seeking lor office, no build ine up ot any sect of party," a record which reflects pitilessly on most of the inspirations of the present. It cost something to be an abolitionist before the war, even in New England. Marvin Lincoln, of Maiden, could say of the old League of Massachu setts Freemen, "It was as much as a man's life to be known as a member of the league," and men dared not tell their families where they spent the evening of its meetings. The young ones of to-day can hardly know how blood used to flame and hearts beat in times not long before the war, when plots were laid to kidnap Sanborn and Bedpath bv pro-slavery men in Massachusetts, when L"ocke, the editor of a small Ohio paper, writing his first scornful Nasby letters, had to face irate copperheads aiming loaded pis tols at him on the village street at noon, and only promptness with his own revolver saved him, and quiet people lound their lives threatened for opinions they dared to hold in their own bosoms. My own father's sem inary at Covington, Ky., was broken up, and he was forced to leave with his young wile on repeated warnings that if he heeded not his bouse wonld be burned over his head, for the crime, first, of being a friend of the elder Beechers and other abolitionists across the river in Cincinnati, and of teaching gray-Tieaded slaves to read the Bible ol a Sunday afternoon. Those were the days Mr. Fisher, of Medway, told of when his adalt Bible class objected to reading chapter 66 of Isaiah as anti-slavery in sentiment. MODEBS- INTOLERANCE. It sounds all very queernow.buttbeiplritof intolerance it not done playingits freaks yet. It isn't much queerer than that Miss Jollet Corson should be mobbed in a Long Island village a dozen years ago for lecturing on cheap cookery, on the idea that she was sent to teach cheap living, so that the manufac turers might cut down wages! The same lady, whose sympathies with enlightened freedom are too well known to need refer ence, was threatened with violence by the communists of New York during their ex citement two years since, aud plans laid to assault her, when she was warned in time by a woman to whom she bad shown kindness. The new magazine, which Miss Corson is to edit, would have some lively episodes if she wrote(her own experiences. It is not many years since, in a village two miles out of Brooklyn, that the ronghs and "toughs" oi Coney Island road made life a terror to the families active in pro moting decency in the place. They did not attempt prohibition.but held thatone saloon to every five "houses was enougbjand for this the old Baptist deacon going to his carriage at dnsk was met with a shower of stones.his property stolen and his hired men assaulted. My father, having taken snch part for tem perance as a' Presbyterian minister over 70 might, we were s'tartled one evening by a stone a foot thick crashing into the base ment room where my invalid mother sat alone. Nightly concerts of competitive swearing and ribald songs on the sidewalk till 1 o'clock in the morning was half kill ing every nervous woman in the neighbor hood. The one policeman on a two-mile beat could not suppress the trouble, so onewoman took lawyer's advice, borrowed a pistol, and the next night, wakened by the howling crew, she bounded into a gown, and read a brief riot act lrom the porch, giving them two minutes to leave, with the alternative which the cocking of the pistol made plain. She held tne watch in the moonlight and counted, With the big silver and pearl mounted Colt's revolver shining in the other hand. The crew waited odt one minute, but before the next half minute the corner was left to its leafy quiet, and the last dhe was flying down the Greenwood road. Three nights of prpmpt work like this, with the big pistol patrolling the garden in the moonlight with a slim, de termined woman behind it, convinced the boys it was not a sat? corner for operations, and thenceforth there was quiet. What was more to the point, at the next election the drunken justice lost his commission and his place on the school board. THE WOEK STILL 00E3 ON. What is wanted all around for the cure of State and civic tronblss is some of that old abolition erit, set as Sumner charged it, against all injustice, all interference with human rights in any shape. Its work, we were reminded, is not ended with emanci pation. It is but begun. It takes wider scope from the abolition of convibt oppres sion in Bussia and Arab slavery in Africa, to the wide, low-breatbcd but stubborn struggle beginning in ourown communities, which is not capital against labor or nation alism against individualism,, or vice vena, but singly of justice against injustice, in whatever bulk it rears or in what crevice it hides. It was good to see that spirit is not dead, and to hear the old Israelites like In crease Sumner Lincoln, of New Hampshire, 91 years old, and Fisher, of Med wav, 80 years and more,and Father Tafton, the witty Meth odist, who wear their years so grandly, pass the work on to the younger generation, with fire only excelled by the speakers of color present, born orators, whose equals yon must look for in the meetings of foreign liberators not anarcbistsr-in New York. That colored Luther, Bishop Turner, of Georgia, the first chaplain of his race com missioned in the armv, has the most mag nificent clarion voice I ever heard, and hi3 impassioned reasoning held that critical Boston audience delighted till nearly 11 at night. In contrast to him was George Downing, of Newport, B.I., the friend of Sumner and Phillips, whom I took for an aristocrat of the aristocrats? without suspi cion of his race, till reference was made to it, and whose speech was fineas silk through out. Divest yourself of every popular idea of the negro in thinking of tne educated men of colors Inflated language, pompons airs, are found among Boston business men more than with these. In easy, polished manner, natural dignity and their pointed speech they compare to advantage with the best of the American Congress to-day such strides has a despised race made in self culture in 28 years. If yon want a strong attraction for your lecture course try to get Bishop Turner not that know whether he would lecture or not but any one would forgive his abolitionism for his eloquence. We have no greater natural orator among us. Forgive me if again I have escaped from chiffons. Such an occasion will not come twice. One thing I have to correct; in a late article a misprint seemed to join the name of Lincoln in the judgment passed upon three politicians whose names are hardly worthy to be written on the samei page with his. Lincoln remains almost' the only Igader in modern history whose honor defies a slur. Shzblet Dabs. An. Editor's Gratitude. Danville Breeze. Thanks: TDo Amma Lelter for a big pumpkin of the finest quality. To Mrs. Albert Saeurber for a handsome bouquet with which to adorn our trumpet on fire men's dav. ' He Is Held Tod Tlabtly. BaCalo Express: It sometimes is very difficult for A man who is in the hands of his friends to es cape therefrom in time to get the nomina tion. x Welcomed. Mr. Dupeep (coming up the bay) I tell you it's good to have friends at home. I re ceived a cable dispatch before we leftLiver pool, from some unknown source, 'saying that a tug was going to meet me at Sandy Hook. Denutr Sheriff fan Soar later) Bee Mr- don, sir; but you're my prisoner oa feat little rotter of' PatorWs Paten, Mm sesJwr, yM, kwi LJssSbhsh vHHBir IS THE FIRESIDE SH A Mectfe of ftfeiatfel M HwCracttE, Addrtn eommunteattoruor tMt departnunlj to E. K. Cbjjsbovxs. tewften; Jtahu. 780 A BAU.SOAD POBLM. Four tracks meet at a turn-table, as sfcawa is the accompanying diagram. On eaea traek stands two cars coupled tezetfcer. asd the teee motive is on the tum-taMe.' The ears are ntaa bered as shown, and only two oars aad locomotive can be on the tura-taMe at tka samatime. It is required to form a trate of aH the cars. In numerical order, with the leomo tire in front, to run in the direction Indicated, by the arrow. How can this be .JoaewrtSW uncoupling any of the oars wWehare eonplt4 at the start? J. H.' TsxAXSXfcT. - 781 METAMORPHOSiS.f ,- A jay flew down from a branch one day, . And lit on a mother sheep's head; 'Apiece of cloth had Clown away," And lit on her back Instead, "O. what Is that, the farmer boy said, 'That on the sheep's back dota Her' "Tig but an ell of cloth." said the maid, "That I hung on the fence unSay." "And will you please go get it for mef Ana away tne larm ooy went; Bnt what be bronzht back for her to see. Was a simple ornament ' r Anm,. 782-D0TJBLETACBO8TIC. Words of five letters. L A maiden. 2. The great artery which rises outofthelelt ventricle of the heart. 31 To twist, i. A Spartan slave. SL A sea of Europe (Web). 6. A scrioturat proper name. 7. A slnggard. 8. Elflsh. 8. ObUvioa. - - C Primal and finals will name atasess aateor; Trasx. 783 OUB LITTLE XAS8." jjK. "$ Onr household one comes ruaslBg fa ,t - With tangled golden carls, And eyes so iparMncbrightshe sseiws" The qneen of charming girls. 2C , Her mouth U curved IQc Capik's lw,v I Or like the letter toco, J5.W , And, though she's bat a annum maid, Her faults are very few. " To earth kind heaven in merey tbrM ' ' This flower so fair and sweet, To shod a light on every path , w nere treaa ner aamiy xeec 'Tis true she sometimes total H We're glad to find it so. For we'd not love her half so well Sid she no spirit show. Ethtl. 784 NTOIEEiCAL. ThatvAoIe, composed of 13 letten,! a plant. oi tne genus jaeruna. . . i, 13. 12, 9 is a town lb Allegheay eeaaty. 8. 8. 7. 5, 2 is a female name, i. a. iv a a piece ox news. , - - 6, 8, 2, lis a talon. rrcwHr, 786 DECAPITAKeK. To catch the second, aU the hook , Into the sea, and not a breek; .. ". For 'tis a fish seat b rsuioe. And eft la Scotland it to sees; , TV In tales of old the (Mrct'we mett,' Though bow 'tis marked as ptwajete. A meadow, lrioetowaad grew, . Where- sparkling waters few be iween. J9xT9K SwXS9 786 HoraoLAse. M J"x&f" I. Dteolrlair' stone. 2. A teg,'niBtl -, instrument in writioe. 8. A eeeatf ot Cali fornia, 4. A person aliectd with a eertaB dis ease. 6. To stay behind, ft A letter. 7. Tasted. 8V Genoa of coieopteroas Inseess. 9. Breasea with affected neatness. 18. To become tMsser. 11 One of an order ot insects harisg'see an terior wings quite rndlfflentanv Diagonals: Ltjl, down. One who reads books where they are exoosed. for sale. MgMOeien. Small, grass-tike plants. Centrals, tteum. Cer tain cannons. Jask F. LA8. , 787 AJfASBASC . When the eves time approaeees -j Anil th mnmmti llt &laie " Our thoughts are tarBiagaomawi W stna vtar ley aide job." . C.A.fMSHt,' 3E7raarB9& ser.Tis. Prize Winners: X tMver Twist, glisrtiUfrj 2. Anna M. Parker, Allegheny, 31 J. Bose,; oaiem, v. RoUoJBonor; Lee Sose, R. A, CL; jjalnr;' Lover, A-B. Or, Roirt R.SfljHfc, T. L,Me Mahon. M. A. K Mass. 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T' -tf Honeoitie wsMerta asA A bird flaw out from Hsoesy nest, Away to the gefdea saat The little ones, wandered east asd west. Fox the days la the nest were deae. Tfaa wIM visuts vUuIaJ shmsiih tka : -i..j -CI The aeK twang lew la Mm storm; Bat away to the west a weary bird BtflsaaK0fhsejyhse. Tha bW files back te its empty nest. Fries back wHa its dreeaiac wlsgs. And hia oa the heap of the rain aita, And stags, aad siajs, and sings; Teaderly siaas of the revise heart; Tkar ---- w,a 4e wilt Bat ua traveled at last wHl waadet bee, j To slag of its flnt hose stiu. Alas, for the heme of the wanderis M4 The heart oa the tempest casti -It will sareael Me wtogs like that was! AB sutler maeae si ut- r I Oa a rtlMskm te the dee: a M ft wiasa aad sto 2i TsBsBMl:. 4 'rm 15-". farsBH ssHsHsiiHr '1 3 r" .t J&T ' ' M.