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E. E. FI3S........................... Editor. TIIIKSDAV, HAY 25, 187«. RAINY DAYS. We always did love them. Thej became consecrated in childhood, as they brought ex emption from ordinary farm labors, and are blended with bright visions of Ashing, hay mow frolics, or the execution of some me chanical project, like a water-wheel, bird cage, rat trap, etc. Then as years advanced these blessed days became associated with reading and study and cheerful companion ship in which song and story chased away the outer gloom and drowned the patter of the rain drops on roof and window pane: Sometimes attention would seize upon the subject of life's great future, wherein sea voyages, and exploring expeditions, with hunting adventures and perilous exposures would always furnish ready material for an exuberant and not over-critical imagination. These days, too, were specially adapted to rumaging the garrets and bringing to light half-forgotten treasures, family heirlooms, old files of papers and magazines, and dilapi dated books that had been banished from the book-case for their tattered appearance. Every nook, and cranny, and corner was then explored, drawers of dismantled bureaus were found crammed with the wrecks of toys of earlier days, laid up iu ordinary, for some repair or the return of a departed affec tion. If at such times company failed, or the dampened spirits could not rise entirely above the depressing inlluences, old letter-files were drawn forth and some carefully treasured lines that once made the young heart bound would renew the transport with various modi fications. But the theme grows too prolific for time and space. Others' experience may have differed from ours but we sincerely pity those who have never known the luxury of rainy days, or those in whose memory they do not raise a throng of sweetest recollec tions. Rainy days furnish to men more es pecially much-needed opportunities to be come acquainted with their own homes, its comforts and delights, its advantages and de fects. As men cut off from sympathy and external aid and comfort are forced to fall back upon the resources of their own hearts and minds, and thus often are strangely awakened to the consciousness of a new and grander life, so men when shut out from the rest of the world by gloomy and stormy weather, because conscious that home can be made a world in itself. Many natures are only roused into activity by opposition,so external gloom on some acts as a charm to dispel inner clouds and induces a self-reliant serenity. It has always seemed to us that the Anglo-Saxon inherited a love of gloom and storms and danger, nurtured in those inhospitable lands of forest and fen and rocks on a stormy coast, from whence our ances tors emerged on their first appearance in modern history. The experience of our race on this continent, which has been in a great measure a continuation of earlier history in its conflict with storms and dangers of the elements, with savage beast and foe, has kept alive this inherited peculiarity, and perhaps strengthened it. We think our people generally enjoy storm, or a proper proportion of them, better than perpetual sunshine, bloom and soft breezes. Certain it is that mental vigor and fore thought owe their existence largely to this perpetual strife with external discomforts. We owe the very existence of oui comfort able homes u> the rude bufferings of storm and the sharp pain of long-continued and oft-repeated exposure. Even civilization and wealth seem more the creatures of this con tliet with opposing and unfriendly elements. In our days and country, we can more pleas antly associate rainy days with coming ver dure, with plentiful sluice heads of water for mining and with brimming streams for navi gation. We have some hopes, too, that the plentiful rain will wash away the grasshop pers and carry them within reach of greedy fish. The dangers to which we are most exposed are from the opposite direction. We are in more danger from drouth and clear skies. The circulation of moisture which is as necessary to nature as that of the blood to the body, often becomes so feeble that life is in danger of perishing. We only wish we had twice as many rainy days during the year as vre now have, and fondly indulge the hope that with settlement and wider cultivation, this change will occur in our meteorological condition and relations. In a quiet Milwaukee street at night, a tem perance lecturer was waylaid and compelled to drink half a pint of whisky. "And now," says the Chicago Times , "the greater portion of the adult mail population of Milwaukee spends its time in roaming up and down the unfrequented streets at night, swathed in the regalia of the Sons of Temperance and whistling lustily, *• Water, bright water, pure water for me." The Democrats in the New York Legisla ture filibustered to defeat several bills on the closing day of the session, but joined with the Republicans at the last minute in passing the school amendment, proposed by the Republicans. This provides that common schools shall be maintained forever, that there shall be no division of the school fund, and that the schools shall be under the con trol of no sect. An amusing, not to say rather remarkable, picture is drawn by the New lork limes of the woes of an American architect and the persecution to which he has been subjected, through the vindictive disposition of an evil minded ghost. Mr. Patrick W. Reardon is the architect referred to, and some few months subsequent to the hanging of Tiburcio Vasquez, an eminent California bandit, at San Jose, he was awakened from his peace ful slumber by the firing of show'ers of stones upon his doors and windows. At first he thought it was little boys, then he direct ed bis attention to Chinamen, but all bis re searches were in vain. Police officers watched his doors; he changed his residence; but all to no effect. Down came the stones at inconven ient seasons with greater violence than before. Mr. Reardon was in dispair until, in a happy moment, he agreed to pay a medium $5, or even $10, to point out the stone-throwing ghest, and materialize him in time to have a little squanng up of accounis. The medium then set to work, and after much internal wrestling with the spirit discovered that the phantom was none other than Mr. Yasquez, who had promised the San Jose people to pay them a visit. The ghost admitted that he had no particular animosity toward Mr. Reardon beyond that which most intelligent persons feel toward the average American architect, but that he was simply throwing stones for amusement and in accordance with his promise to surprise his tormer fellow-citizens. At last accounts Mr. Reardon is about to try the virtues of a burglar-broof safe. There is a man named Thurston living on White Oak creek in Titus county, Texas, who is seven feet eight inches high and well proportioned. He is 45 to 48 years old, mar aied, and has several children. His wife is a very tall woman and some of his children bid fair to rival their "daddy." Thurston is from Missouri, and was in Price's army at the commencement of the war. How is that for high ? ___ Visitors to the Centennial are to be regis tered by telegraph. By an ingenious contriv ance every one of the eighty turn-stiles set at the several entrances of the grounds will be connected by wire with a dial in the main office. When a person enters through a turn-stile he is instantly registered on this dial. At any instant of the day, therefore it will be possible to know, by glancing at the dial, the exact number of people who have entered the grounds. The widow of Admiral Dahlgren has bought the celebrated South Mountain House, which is situated on the summit of South Mountain in Maryland, on the National Turnpike and in the middle of the battle-field of Antietam. The place has acquired an his toric name from having been a resort of Henry Clay, Thomas H. Benton, John J. Crittenden, General Andrew Jackson, and many other noted men. It will be hand somely fitted up by Mrs. Dahlgren as her summer ho use. Washington dispatch: Gen. Custer's con duct as a voluntary prosecutor of the admin istration before the Democratic committees had been such as to create a very unfavorable impression against him with the authorities Military men severely criticise his conduct as unsoldierlike, and there are intimations that Gen. Custer's conduct may ultimately be in vestigated by a military court. In is certain that some of his testimony has been flatly contradicted by sworn evidence of creditable witnesses. __ The IIon. E. D. Mansfield, who, as Mark Twain would remark, has an excellent ear for statistics and figures, has analyzed the vote of New Hampshire. The changes in the vote were : Reduction of Democratic vote, 1,000; increase of Republican vote, 3,000 increase of whole vote, 1,000. The republican majority, then was made up of 1,000 increase of votes, 1,000 who had voted the Democratic ticket in 1874, and the residue from the Tem perance vote. This, Mr. Mansfield considers a very significant sign. Father O'Brien, one of the oldest priests in the Archdiocese of Boston, died in that city on the 25th inst. He was born in Bos ton in 1815, and entered the priesthood at an early age. At one time Father O'Brien taught history and belles lettres and theology in New York, Returning to Boston, he was associated with the late Father Haskins in the management of the Angel Guardian. Here he remained until the death of Father Has kins in 1873, when declining health compelled him to resign his charge. He then entered the Carney hospital, where he died. The First United Presbyterian church of Philadelphia lately expelled Mr. T. M. Stew art, one of its members, on the ground that he was an Odd-Fellow, and the presbytery to whom the case was appealed, decided to sus tain the action of the church. This matter has excited considerable interest in the order and in the church, but it appears that the rules of the church to which Mr. Stewart be longed, prohibited members from joining secret societies. At the Second District (Massachusetts) Republican Convention to elect delegates to the Cincinnati Convention, a resolution to the effect that the Massachusetts delegates "may present the name of Charles Francis Adams for the Centenial President," was unanimous ly and unceremoniously tabled. Ex-Senator Brownlow is going to be elected to Congress from the Second Ten ne8ssee District, the only Republican one in the State. TEXAS—ITS PROSPERITY. The message of Gov. Coke, of Texas, de livered to the Legislature of that^State in April last, is a document of peculiar interest at thd present time, not only for what it con tains, but by the strong contrast to the ac counts and reports of nearly all the rest world, and will revive the memory of the old couplet of early days, when Texas was the city of refuge for all law-breakers fleeing from avenging justice: " When every other land forsakes ub, This is the one, at last, that takes us," This couplet is sometimes irreverently pro duced as authority for the n ame the State bears. We neither vouch for the origin of the name or the truth of the sentiment en closed in doggerel. If once true, it was no more than has been true of every state in its sparsely-settled and wilderness days. The immigration now so rapidly pouring into the State is impelled by other motives. From all over the South in particular, those whose wealth and estates have been sacrificed to the hazards of war, and are seeking a new field to begin a new life, go to Texas. Impover ished masters who dislike to go to work by the side of their old slaves and still feel that it is the best if not the only thing .for them to go to Texas. Young men full of hope and energy, whose fortune is in their hearts and hands,and who seek to devote their exertions where they will be less hindred and hamp ered by unpleasant memories and irritat ing associations, go to T exas. From those states in particular, where the blacks are in ascendency there is a very general stampede to Texas. This State, too, is almost the only one that escaped the disas ters of w T ar, aud, in fact, rather gained than lost in wealth during the war. Its vast herds of catttle and horses found rich and ready market within the Confederate or Union lines. Many to escape the chances of war withdrew from other states aud were easily lost sight of in the wide wilderness of Western Texas. And again, this State has, unlike every other, had jin her control her vast domain to dispose of on her own account. Instead of incurring heavy debt for railroads that were never built, as many of the Southern States, Texas has procured the actual con struction of extensive lines of road through gifts of laud, which in turn have enhanced the value aud increased the demand for lands that remain. Of the 175,000,000 of acres in the State, there still remains, after all the lavish grants to railways, no less than G7,000, 000 of acres in the public domain, while the entire State indebtedness is less than $5,000, 000. On such a showing, we see no reason why Texas may not be accounted the richest State in the Union. The Governor in his message says : ' ' The sun does not shine to-day upon a people so prosperous, so independent, so w T ell supplied with the comforts of life, and so buoyant with hope for the future, as are the people of Texas." Happy Texas! Thrice blessed to bave these days of plenty and prosperity while stagnation and depression are the rule not only over the residue of the United States, but very largely over the entire world. It does not lessen our satisfaction to know that the era of returning prosperity has first dawn ed at the extreme South, in that section so recently dissevered and supposed to be deso lated. We hail it as the begiuniug of a new South under the brighter auspices of free labor and free schools. Among the hopeful signs of which mention is made, is the im proved system of agriculture, with a general use of the best of modern implements. It is iu the power of this state now to assure aud perpetuate its prosperity for all time to come, by devoting its entire public domain, after perhaps extinguishing the present state debt, to the maintenance of public free schools, in cluding Normal and various scientific schools and universities. Iu less than half a centur}% Texas would outrank every state in the union in population, wealth and power. If the State remains undivided, this is very likely to be the case any way, but we feel sure that by a devotion of its vast landed estate at the same time to the development of the intellectual wealth of her citizens, she could make this growth more solid, permanent, commanding and ennobling as well as rapid. The present population of the State is esti mated to have nearly doubled since the cen sus of 1870 was taken. Then it was 818,899; now it is supposed to be 1,500,000, with an annual increase of about 300,000. When set tled no more densely than Illinois at present, Texas will possess a population of twelve millions. The State is now connected with the north by two grand trunk lines of rail way, and iu its grand development the North will contribute equally with the South, if not in numbers, yet more in capital, enterprise and improved methods of production. Texas has recently adopted a new constitution with many excellent safeguards against the accu mulation of State, county or municipal in debtedness, and still more recently Governor Coke has been elected one of the Senators from the State. Though the State is at pres ent overwhelmingly Democratic, it is a kind of democracy imbued with some ideas of progress, and with more than average of in dependence and ability in its leaders, and will soon disappear when it comes to be more fully impregnated with the spirit of enterprise and progress. Mr. Blaine attends church regularly and joins in the singing lustily. One Sunday lately he was observed to be somewhat pre occupied, and surprised the congregation by caroling— "My soul, be on thy guard, Sixty-four thousand toes arise." OPENIN'« OF THE PHILADELPHIA EXHIBITION. It is now ten days since the formal opening of this Exhibition, and from this time, when we read the first accounts of that opening till its close, it will be a theme and center of in terest to every reader in Montana. It is not a mere Fourth of July parade or display. It has been not only visit but revisit it often, seeing more designed to minister instruction with pleasure—to engage studious attention as well as to arrest the eye and excite wonder. There is to be enough of permanency to it to allow time for the whole world at its convenience to come and see, to stay, and learn. Many will each succeeding day. There are many, too, so favored by location that they will visit every day it continues, and yet leave at last unsatisfied. Those who only make one short visit, will probably leave before they recover from their bewilderment, and really know less than those who from a distance depend upon illustrations and printed descriptions. This season is going to be an active one for illustrated papers. Their excellence, which has been steadily improving, will blossom out with new beauty and vigor, under the vast increase of patronage and circulation sure to come to them when sight-seeing is everybody's occupation. Those of us, therefore, who are doomed to depend upon other sources of in formation than actual vision, may still hope to see our disappointments largely compen sated. As one thinks more closely and carefully of the occasion, it loses altogether the aspect of mere gratification to idle curiosity, and be comes serious and grand in its utility. By making America the center of the world's interest for the present season, it will detain at home a large proportion of those who usually go to foreign countries for interest and excite ment. There will be fewer Americans at continental capitals and watering places. On the contrary, we may expect almost for the first time to see a large iuflux of a corres ponding European class, the wealthy hunters of pleasure and excitement, bringing back some of the wealth that our shoddy aris tocrats have squandered on foreign shores But what we regard as the most valuable fruit of the Exhibition, will be the revival of business, a general improvement in every branch of art and manufacture. This will be the natural and almost necessary result, whether it proves true, as we expect, that we are in advance of all the rest of the world in labor-saving inventions, or whether we shall be found in many things inferior. In the one case we should push forward with more con fidence than ever, sure of a wider market for our manufactures, and in the other case we should adopt the improvements observed in others. And in either case the comparison of different processes and inventions to attain the same end will surely result in improve ments on both sides. Inventors and skilled mechanics will be in close attendance and study, of course in much larger numbers from our country than from abroad, though it is a pleasing sign to notice such meetings as w r as recently held in Paris for the purpose of sending a delegation of working men. There will be many such, and we shall not be sorry, if, as it is feared by European Gov ernments, these labor representatives learn lessons in free government. We are informed, too, that an association of German capitalists will be represented to look especially after the display of ores, and also that they will send some of their number to inspect the mines of the Rocky Mountains. Our fame has crossed the waters, and the specimens on exhibition from our mines, will, we are confident, increase the favorable impression, and prove lodestones in their attractive power. We wish Saxon Frieburg, with all its schools of mines, its processes, experts and capital would move over to Montana. Perhaps the fame of our Geyserland will draw many foreign visitors within our bor ders and give us another opportunity of ex tending our fame. In many ways we can easily see that this Centennial Exhibition has a practical significance to Montana, though so far away, and even to us who do not ex pect to attend. At last accounts the White Leagurers of Louisiana were armed and rampant. Only the blood of Republicans will serve to appease their wrath. Alfonso writes to the Pope that the re ligious toleration clause in the new Spanish Constitution doesn't amount to much, after all, and will not hurt "the Church." A Georgia paper characterizes Senator Morton's war expenditure as a " two hun dred and fifty thousand dollar steal." Will the old soldiers in Indiana make a note of it ? In four years, by confession of one of the crooked parties, the Government w T as de frauded of $1,500,000 by the California whisky distillers. The St. Louis Globe-Democrat says : " The attitude of the Committee on Expenditures in the Department of Justice, with regard to Mr. Davenport, strongly resembles the tradi tional attitude of the countryman who had the wolf by the ears. They don't know whether it is worse to hold on or let go." —When Miss Ida Savage, of Troy, fell the other day, on the eve of her wedding, and dislocated her ankle, she nevertheless insisted upon the completion of the ceremony, if pos sible. The doctor for a moment Ida Savage ly, then went to work with the splinters, and sure enough, the plucky girl was married on time. BLACK HILLS. The First Hanging Episode—Judge Lynch Officiates. [Extract from a Correspondence ] There were four of us seated together around a cheerful pitch pine fire upon the side of a grassy knoll among the foot hills, about forty miles from Custer. One of the party was a mountaineer, the rest were mem bers of a large, well-armed train of Black Hillers, then toiling and working its way through a wilderness of sage brush, endeav oring to reach the trail our party had discov ered a few hours before. We bad selected a spot for rest where the wind or sun, or per haps both, had cleared away the snow from about a huge pine knot, almost petrified by age. The grass, too, was quite luxuriant, and offered an inducement ior us to halt and rest until the train came up. The fire lighted and the knot in a blaze, we brought forth our pipes to smoke, and watch the misty curtain rise. 'Twas a glorious scene on that crisp, frosty morning, and the man that died there that day should have felt proud of his mag nificent death chamber. Nature seems to have lavished unlimited wealth of beauty upon the Black Hills, and fate seems to have led Dick Burnett to the most beautiful spot in the Hills in which to die. While we were calmly smoking around the fire, watching the misty canopy rise like a feathery veil from the valley beneath us ; while we silently ad mired the magnificent background of glisten ing snow ana bright green pines, which in the morning sun appeared more beautiful than ever before ; while we were thus qui etly admiring the beautiful, blood-red, iron tinctured valley below us, now plainly visible beneath the slowly rising curtain of mist, ad miring the winding creek in its center, which with its broad fringe of orange-colored Ivin nekinnic willow, appeared like a huge yel low snake in a basin of blood, a man rode suddenly upon us. Each spring to his feet, rifle in hand. The stranger turned his horse away in alarm and rode quickly away. He was a white man, and we could not and had no reason to halt him. He rode out to the side of the road and dismounted. Then he proceeded to arrange and write upon some paper, which lie placed in his bosom, and after some hesitation, led bis horse towards our surprised party and baited about thirty paces distant, rille and pistol in hand. "Hallo there!" " Hallo yourself ! " " Is this the Custer road ?" "Don't know. I've been lost all nicht. Who are you?" " Pil grims from Cheyenne. Been lost on Jenny's trail two days." Then the lonely stranger rode up and stood restlessly awaiting interrogation. He said he had left Custer two days before ; that he was drunk when he left, and did not know what lie had done or liow he had got lost. He received a lot of letters from our party, and soon afterwards bade us adieu. He said he was going to the States, and we bade him to look out for his scalp, and said good-bye. Poor fellow ! Unfortunate drunk ! It cost him bis life. It was late in tbe afternoon when we met him again. We were in a dry camp, a camp in which snow must be melted for water for man aud beast. The boys were busy at work shoveling snow into the camp kettles, and melting it for the horses. Sup per was over and the guards were out. A shot awoke tbe reverberating echoes of the hills, and a minute afterwards every man of the fifty-five " pilgrims " were prepared for duty. A party of vigilantes rode into the camp ; they had come upon the guard sud denly, and had been fired upon. They were rough-looking men, but all quite civil. They inquired for a lawyer. We had one and he came forward. They asked for a judge ; we had none, so they elected one. They asked for a preacher, but found none. A clerk was found in tbe reporter. They had brought back the strange man of the morning. He was a prisoner, and seemed to realize his po sition. He called the reporter and handed him back his mail matter, and requested him to write a few short letters for him. This was done and he signed them while the Court was being held—the Judge seated on a pile of harness, the jury on a wagon tongue. "Dick Burnett!" shouted one of these strange, cruel men. Dick turned to the re porter, and, handing him his papers and two or three pictures, said in a trembling, chok ing voice : " It's all over with me, 1 reckon. They all know me and it's no use squeal ing." He walked over to the wagon, while two of the party started to a barkless old cottonwood tree, where a lariat was thrown over a pro jecting limb. "Dick Burnett," said old Col. Lyon" "you've been caught in the act of stealing horses from the people of these hills. You have also been found guilty of shooting and wounding, with intent to kill, Peter S. Lam bert, and with stealing his horse. This ere party of good and true men have settled this fact, and say you must hang. What have you to say against it ?" Dick, while old man Lyon was speaking, manifested little or no feeling. He looked in the faces of all and seemed to expect some in terference from the members of our train. He paused for a moment, then be said : " I know 1 shot Pete Lambert, but he wanted to get the drop on me. I took bis horse, and I may have taken a few others, but what I done I done when I was drunk. If I've got to swing, I'll do it like a man. only cive me time to fix up matters afore I ^ _ yy ^ go. Then the poor fellow sat down, and with tears in his eyes wrote a letter to his father in Steubenville, Ohio, and one to his brother in St. Louis, and still another to a lady in Coshocton, Ohio. Then he arose, and dash ing the tears from his bloodshot eyes, said he was ready. He gave his rifle and a horse to Col. Lyon, to be sent back to the owner, Pete Lambert, and folding bis arms, walked to the tree. For a moment he hesitated. Life w r as sweet to him (he was not thirty.) But he was seized and pushed forward to the tree, aud mounted tbe horse without hesi tation. Then the tears came gushing from his eyes, while his arms were belted down to his side. Tbe rope was passed over bis neck, and drawn taut. Another minute and the horse received a blow which sent it galloping down the valley, and Dick Burnett was struggling between heaven and earth. It was soon "over, tbe rope was untied, and he fell to the earth, and was left to the pilgrims to bury. We rolled him up in his saddle blanket, and interred him in the blood-red soil of " Red Cannon " with a pine board at his head inscribed, Richard Burnett, of Steubenville, Ohio. Died Feb. 26, 1876. ^ •"-- —A resident of Madison, Conn., latch buried bis seventh wife.