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i â S» sa « uHL t.J Sc Volume xi. Helena, Montana, Thursday, January 4, 1877. No. 7 THE WEEKLY HERALD PUBLISHED EVERT THURSDAY MORNING. FISK BEOS., - Publishers. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION, terms for the daily herald. C v s:;bscril>rrs (delivered by carrier) per month, $3 00 BY MAIL. < »ne copy one month.......................... 3 00 One copy three months ........................ 6 00 One copy six months........................... 12 00 < me copy one year.............................. 22 00 TERMS FOR THE WEEKLY HERALD. one year ........................................$6 00 Sj \ months...................................... 3 80 Three months................................... 2 50 AN OLD CASTLE. I. The gray arch crumbles, And totters and tumbles; The hat has built in the banquet hall, In the donjon-keep Sly mosses creep ; The ivy lias scaled the southern wall. No man-at-arms Sounds quick alarms Atop of the cracked martello tower; The drawbridge chain Is broken in twain; The bridge will neither rise nor lower. Not any manner < >f broldered banner Flaunts at a blazoned herald's call. Lilies float In the stagnant moat, And fair they are, and tall. II. Here in the old Forgotten springs Was wassail held by queens and kings. Here at the board •Sat clown ami lord. .Maiden fair and lover bold, Huron fat and minstrel lean. The prince with his stars. The knight with his scars. The priest in his gabardine. III. Where is she Of the fleur-de-lis, And that true knight who wore her gages ? Where arc the glances That, bred wild fancies In curly heads of my lady's pages? Where are those Who, in steel or hose, Held revel here and made them gay ? Where is the laughter That shook the rafter— Where is the rafter, by the way ? Gone is the roof, And perched aloof Is an owl, like a friar of ordere gray. (Perhaps 'tis the priest Come back to least— lie had ever a tooth for capon, he! Hut the capon's cold. And the steward's old, And the butler's lost the larder key !) The doughty lords Sleep "the sleep of swords." Dead are the dames a id damosels ; The King in his gown Hath laid him down, And the Jester with his bells. IV. All is dead here : Poppies are red here, Vines in my lady's chamber grow— If 'twas her chamber Where they clamber Up from the poisonous weeds below. All is dead here, Joy is fled here ; Let us hence. 'Tie the end of all ! The gray arch crumbles, And totters and tumbles, And silence sits in the banquet hall. Hayes the Next President. In all human probability Mr. Hayes will be our next President, and if the Democratic party is patriotic and magnanimous enough to accept this result when it finds that ap peals to Congress and public opinion can not prevent it, there is no reason for fearing that he will not treat it with fairness and justice. We have no doubt that the South would be as well governed under him as under Mr. Tilden. ' We have do doubt that he would take the advice of the best class of Southern ers in his treatment of that section. We believe that his policy would be in all re spects considerate and conciliatory if the Democratic party gives him fair treatment after his inauguration. All his sympathies are with the liberal element of the Republican party. With one branch of Congress opposed to him in politics he would be bound over to good behavior, even if fairness was not the leading trait of his character. It would be madness for the Democratic party to resort to violence against such a man. and thereby run the risk of keeping the government in the bands of Grant .—New York Herald, ( Ind.) Retirement of Senator Conklins:* [Washington Correspondence New York Graphic.] I think I am safe in announcing that the career of Roscoe Conkling in public life draws to a close. Ill health will probably be the excuse for giving up his career as a Sen ator, but it is known by his frienks that Mr. Conkling feels keenly the hampered position which he is put in by his meagre salary as a Senator. After paying necessary expenses, clerk hire and postage, he has less than $3, 000 a year—about as much he says, as ho could make in two weeks as a lawyer. He wishes to re-enter the profession, and to add to his personal possessions. Were it not that there is a Democratic Governor to appoint a Senator in his place, he would probably re sign at once, But he may wait until the close of his term, in order to give the Republicans a chance to recover tHe State of New York At any rate, Mr. Conkling does not expect to remain very long in public life. They bad been engaged a long time, and one evening were reading the paper together. " Look love," he exclaimed, "only $15 fora suit of clothes !" "Is it a wedding suit ? " she asked, looking naively at her lover. " Oh! no," he replied, " it is a business suit." "Well 1 meant business, " was the reply. AN AWFUL EXAMPLE. The United Stntes Held up to ihe Effete Dynastie K of the old World as a Warning. The remark made by the member of Parlia ment whom I have quoted, concerning Ameri can morality, is only one of many indications of an increased tendency observable in this and other English-sneaking countries to scru tinize trans-Atlantic affairs very closely, with a view to proving to the people that Republi canism involves moral and social decline. Unfortunately for the priviledged classes, the United Stales did not point iheir logic by subsiding out of existence in the civil war. The popular movement abroad has been even aided by that war, as well as by the perverse ness with which Prance is gaining orderly government under a Republic, while Spain flounders on in the mire under her monarchy. There seems to be some special annoyance in Australia, whose people begin to stir in the direction of popular government ; and con sequently the vigilant rulers and their organs out there begin to indulge flings at the United States. A paper reached me from Australia only yesterday—a paper bearing the grand title of The Two Worlds —which reports that the Rev. Dr. McGibbon having just returned from New York, is enlightening that regiou with recitals of the shortcomings of Ameri can churches. The Doctor is especially ag grieved by remembrances of Dr. Hall's Church. "I submit," he says, "that the magnificence of the temple in which Dr. Hall ministers, its gorgeous exterior, its mas sive steeple, its elaborate windows, its lux urious pews, its richly carpeted and uphols tered stairs and seats, and skylight, its polished wood, and its unique everything, costing $2, 000,000, ought to be condemned as a sinful waste, and a practical notice to the poor that "here the gospel and the ordinances of Christ are intended for the rich." In another article the same paper says : "What a lesson America receives, in the midst of her boasting, her wild expenditure with other nations' money, her costly and self-glorifying Centennial to be humiliated in the dust by the exposure of her national cor ruption, by the unrobing of Republican dis honest} 1 " from top to bottom of the public service, both political and civic—implying, as it does, a total and hopeless corruption of the whole fabric of society!" Elsewhere the same journal refers to the "vapid history of that poor creature, Stewart, who died the other day in America, the loser of sixteen millions sterling, reaping no joy from it, reaping a thousand cares and mental diseases from it, and being made ridiculous in his very coffin by his tasteless, mindless friends, who buried him—without hi9 sixteen mil lions—in a full dress suit, and with rouge upon his cheeks !" You will observe that events in traveling all the way to Australia as Shakspeare would say— "Suffer a sea change Into something rich and strange." — H. D. Conway'8 London Letter . She Could, but Wouldn't. [Detroit Free Press.] A Detroiter, who has been married but three months, was the other day tossing over the things in his wife's sewing-basket, when he came across a little roll of newspaper ar ticles about Laura Fair and Irene House. "How did you come by these ?" he asked, as his wife entered the room. "Those ? Why, I took great pains to cut them out and preserve them," was the reply "But how can you take an interest in read ing of such women, one of whom shot friend and the other a husband ?" "Oh, I merely cut them out," was her evasive reply. There was a painful silence for two or three minutes, when she crossed over to him and tenderly said : "George, you needn't be afraid of me. know I could shoot you and then secure star lecture engagement, but I love you too well, and besides, I want you to fasten my skates on this winter !" Prize Essay. " On a turkle. This animal is found most always in the water, and then he comes on dry land. The turkle cannot fly. If he was the right kind of a bird he could fly ; but if he was a goose bird or an ostrich he could not fly. The turkle has four paws and a mouth like an American eagle, which makes the British lion and the unicorn tremble. The turkle has a shell, and sometimes folks put fire on it, and the turkle crawls out. When the turkle crawls out of his shell he is very wet aDd sticky. There are two kinds of tur kles ; muck turkle, and the other kiDd. We don't have any other kind in our pond. French and Irish people eat turkle and frogs, but I should not like to. I caught a turkle once, but it did not do me any good for I ex changed it for a jacknife and cut my fingers. Father said it was a judgment, but I thought it v.'as a knife." In the slang of people who live by their wits in Paris "jewel" means the broken vic tuals sold by the scullions of hotels and eat ing houses, to whom broken victuals belong as their perquisite. The price at which broken victuals are sold is sixty cents a bucketful ; in the bucket are fragments of partridges and pieces of venison, bits of pheasant and morsels of lobster, ends of ham and wings of chicken, a corner of a truffle, and a slice of tunny fish, a sprig of salad and half a sardine. The "jeweler" who buys them, picks, cleans, sorts them on dates and offers them to be sold in the Cooked Meats Market in the Great Market. His earliest customers in the morning are les gouepeurs or les fourneaux, that is vagabonds who sleep in lime kilns and in deserted quar ries, who are very fond of "jewels." After they are served, all day long women come to buy "jewels" for their pet dog or pet cat. Not Simply tor Love. His name was Biles. He dropped in to see Dr. Cox, and utter a few remarks about the weather and the condition of trade, he said : "Doctor, do you think you could get me up a wart for my nose ?" "Why, really, Mr. Biles, that is such an odd question that I"-. "YYliat I want is a large, pink wart, about the size of a marrowfat pea, and growing of the right side of my nose a little above the edge. Do you ever grow 'em for customers ?" "I can hardly say that I do. Most people want to get rid of such tilings, instead of en couraging them. What on earth do you want a wart on your nose for ?" "Well, it's a kind of secret. You haven't got a brick anywheres about the office, handy, have you ?" "I might find one in the yard, maybe." "Well, what'll you charge me for taking the butt end of it and knocking out four of my front teeth ?" "Mr. Biles, this is the most extraordinary conversation 1 ever listened to. \V hat do you mean ?" "I want 'em busted right out, and if you coukl give me some medicine tliat'd cock my left eye a little one side, you'd do me a per sonal favor." "I'd like to understand what your object is, first." "I don't care much about letting anybody into the secret, but if you'd promise not to give me away on it, I'll tell you. You know the widow Magee? Well, I've been sort of spooney with her for some time, and when I proposed to her she fought me off, and wouldn't tell me why. At last she said that she had made up her mind, never to marry any man who was totally unlike Magee—her first. So I gradually drew out of her that old Magee sported a wart on his nose, and that one of his eyes had got kind of twisted around trying to look at it. And he had his front teeth somewhat knocked out by a bull trying to boost him over a fence. Now, what I want is to get myself decorated up just like he was, and if you can accommodate me, you will conf er a favor. "I'll tell you, though, there's one thin that I'm worrying myself 'most to death about. Old Magee fought in the wars, and got chopped up a good deal, and he used to wear a cork leg. Now, I've a notion that the widow has been hinting around for me to get a cork leg like his, and while I hate like thun der to disappoint her, I've pretty much come to the conclusion that if she makes a stand on that store leg, I'll give her up if it breaks my heart. I don't mind disfiguring my face a little, but a man is always kind of scary about having bis legs sawed off." "You must love Mrs. Magee very much to make such sacrifices for her." "•Well, betwixt ourselves—in solemn con fidence, mind you—it isn't that I like the widow so much on her account ; but to tell you the truth fair and square, the old man left her the blamdest lot of farms, and bonds, and houses, and other property you ever saw; and if I can rake that in by humoring her about those little physical defects, why I'm going to do it. What's a wart to riches like that ? I pledge you my word that if you turn me loose among that property, you can cover my nose so thick with warts that it looks like a cauliflower, and I'll never growl a particle. Now can you fix me up around the countenance so as to suit the widow ?" " I'm afraid not, Mr. Biles." " Oh, very well, then. If it can't be done it can't. I reckon the best way, anyhow, is to get some good artist to frescoe a wart on the nose, and to cover up the teeth with black court plaster, so's it'll look's if they were out. Then when we're married I'll put them right again, and the widow may howl all all she's a mind to." And Mr. Biles left to hunt up a reliable ornamental painter. An Astonished Confederate. A Northern Copperhead went down South the other day, and meeting an ex-rebel soldier looked around cautiously, and then pro- foundly whispered in his ear: "Cheer up, brother, we are going to get—up—another— war—!" "What!" exclaimed the ex-Confed- erate, jumping clear over a rail fence and looking mightily frightened, "Another wah ? Then yo' will see these 'ere legs takin' me out of hyar, for we unö done gone got 'nut! of dat 'ere on tother 'casion !" And then the clay-eater, gazing at the copperhead for a moment, and muttering something about "kussed fuie," took a big chew of pig-tail tobacco and moved off toward timberlaud. ->1— — Life's Revolutions. Once on a time there was a member of Congress w ? ho, with his wife, lived in a grand house in Washington. They were courted by the fashionable world, and while the for mer helped to make the laws of the land, the latter was an honored dictatress in social life. After many years she became a widow, and in the winter of 1874 found herself in Washington, holding a clerkship in one of the public departments. She was in feeble health, died suddenly while engaged at her desk, and this was the substance of her re quiem : "She was a most worthy woman, but it was fortunate that she died without warn ing, for in the event of a protracted illness she had not a relative in the wide world who could have attended her bedside ; and by the hand of strangers she was consigned to her final resting place."— Washington Capital. Hayes Preparing to Give up the Gov ernorship for the Presidency. New York, DeCèmber 28.—The Graphic's correspondent at Cincinnati telegraphs that he has been informed on good authority that Hayes intends to resign the Governorship of Ohio on the re-assembtiDg of the Legislature next Tuesday, confidently believing he will be peacefully inaugurated President of the United States on the 4th of March. HE MADE A MISTAKE. How a Reporter of a morning; Paper got Hold of the Wrong Woman. [From the Chicago Inter-Ocean.] An amusing incident is related in connec tion with the meeting at the Tabernacle on Thursday night. As is well known, Mr. Moody preached to fallen women, hundreds, of whom were present, the newspapers were agog, and a dozen or so of reporters were dodging about the great building trying to pick up ideas. Among these was a young man from the Times, who had been told to interview some of the women, if possible, after the services. He was a nice young man, a modest young man, as all Times reporters are, but he 'had not that stock of worldly experience with which most of his brethren are endowed. Seeing a richly dressed lady in the audience who seemed deeply affected over the services, he watched his opportunity, and, as the audience was passing out, addressed her : "How have you enjoyed the meeting?" said he. " Oh, very much," she replied. "Nothing could be more affecting." " Do you like Mr. Moody's preaching ?" " I think he is the greatest living evange list," she returned. "You believe what he says then?" said the reporter. " Most assuredly I do,' she answered. " Are you ready to leave your life of sin, then, and try to reform?" " What?" exclaimed the lady, looking lather blank. "Are you ready to reform ?" An expression half of astonishment and half of indignation overspread the lady's countenance. " What do you mean by reforming ?" said he, rather tartly. "I mean leaving your disreputable life," he replied. The lady looked at him steadily a moment, and then said : " I think the managers ought to send only such members of the Christian Association out to tala to the congregation as are possessed of a little common sense, and I intend to tell them so. It was the young man's turn to stare now. "What managers ?" said he. "The managers of these meetings," she replied. "I've nothing to do with the meetings," said he, "I'm a reporter." "Oh !" said the lady. "Yes!" returned the reporter. "Then," said she, "I will tell you some thing that you can raak a note of. I hope I am a respectable womao. I have been a member of an orthodox church ever since I was 11 years old, I have done all I could to aid Brother Moody in these meetings, and I am here to-night to help any fallen women— or men," she added, looking significantly at the reporter, "who may need my services. Now, if you will come into the inquiry room I will take great pleasure in introducing you to Brother Moody." The young man didn't go, but he did get out of that building about as fast as hi9 legs could carry him, while his face w ? as beaming like a carnation rose. The lady—the wife of one of Chicago's prominent and wealthy young citizens—told the story afterward to some friends, who greatly enjoyed it, as will everybody else, except possibly the unfortu nate reporter. Extradition Treaty. Washington, December 27.—The Presi dent, in his message on the extradition treaty between the United States and Great Britain, says : It is with great satisfaction that I have to announce that Her Majesty's government, while desiring not to be understood to recede from the interpretation which in its previous correspondence it put upon the treaty, but having a regard to the prospect of a new treaty and the powers possessed by either party to spontaneously renounce the old one, caused the re-arrest on the 4th inst. of Brent, one of the fugitives who had been previously discharged, and, after waiting the requisite time within which the fugitive is en titled to apply for his discharge, on the 21st surrendered him to the agent appointed on behalf of this government to receive and con vey him to the United States. As the surren der by Great Britain without condition or stipulation of any kind being asked removes the obstacles which interrupted the execu tion of the treaty, I shall no longer abstain from making demands on Her Majesty's gov ernment for the surrender of fugitive crimi nals, nor from entertaining requisitions of that character from that government, under the treaty of 1842, but will again regard the treaty as operative, hoping to be able before long to conclude for Her Majesty's govern ment a new treaty of a broader and more comprehensive nature. The correspondence accompanying the message includes the dispatches heretofore published as far back as June and July of the present year. Report Denied. New York, December 26.—The report from Washington that Treasury experts are engaged in examining money partially burned in the recent fire on the Erie Railroad, by which safes containing $1,000,000 were de stroyed, is incorrect. There has been no loss of safes containing money on the Eria Rail road, and no loss of $1,000,000 in safes on any road. on to to a I FACT AND FANCY, Cornucpias is the Latin for tight boots. Self-possession is ten points of the law. Deal gently with the herring ; it is full of bones. " The solid north " is what stops the Arctic expeditions. No man can tell how big his mind is until it is made up. Jokes are like nuts—the dryer they are the better they crack. Wanted to divide fairly—The English man who took his half-a-davit. And Mrs. Grant has just bought a purple silk dress in New York—Imperial purple— markthat! Taey must have bet in Bible times, for mention is made in the holy writ of the pool at Siloam. When a man is sick in bed he is generally more unwell than when he is able to be about. Never be sick in bed. In Norway drunkards are compelled to sweep the streets. It is to their interest to keep the gutters clean. It took a man-ot-war, 519 men and 300 tons of coal to bring Tweed and his two pieces of baggage home frouj a foreign shore. In selecting colors for the various apart ments at your house, avoid a brown study. As for the library, it should always be red. Something to look forward to.—Every plain girl has one consolation—though not a prettp young lady, she will (it she lives) be a pretty old one, "Did you do nothing to resuscitate the body ?' ' ,r "9 recently asked of a witness at a coroner's inquest. "Yes, sir; w T e searched the pockets," was the reply. A lady said to a gentleman who was suf fering with the influenza, " My dear sir, what do you take for your cold ?" " Five pocket handkerchiefs a day, madam." Benedict assures us—and we have no reason to doubt his word—that since his mar riage, whenever he misses the last train he is sure to catch it .—Funny Folks. Among the religious notices in a Western paper, one reads, Parson Piper pipes a re ligious roundelay to happy hearers at St. Luke's, on Sunday, morning and evening. Harry Watterson remarks that sixteen years was a long time for Democrats between drinks. He forgets that along in 18G8 there was a break that came in rather 'Andy to re lieve the monotonous thirstiness. A Chicago girl has been given her choice between hanging up her stockings or a two bushel bag on Christmas eve. She said she would hang up the one that held the most, and therefore chose her stockings. Lord Chancellor Campbell, a few days be fore his death, met a barrister and remarked: "Why, Mr.-, you are getting as fat as a porpoise." "Fit company, my lord, for the great seal," was the ready repartee. The Turks have a battle hymn which they sing when they go into battle. It is said that the soldiers of the enemy put their fingers in their ears and rush madly upon the bay onets of the foe, gladly welcoming death as an escape from the singing. The laziest man is on a Western paper. He spells photograph "4tograph." There have been but three worse than he. One lived out in Kansas, and dated his letter " 11 worth;" another spelt Tennessee "10aC," and the other wrote Wyandotte "Y&." matrimonial Advertisement. New York, December 27.—The Times has this : A Washington paper prints the follow ing queer advertisement, and it is asserted to be genuine : Wanted— A wife by a member of Con- gress. Is good looking, under 55 years of age, and is in receipt of a fair income from other sources than his official salary ; will probably be re-elected, and proposes to purchase a comfortable home in Washington if he can find a suitable partner. The lady to be eligi- ble must be not over 22 years of age ; must be good looking, and must be of a fiank, sin- cere and loving disposition. Political opin- ions and family connections unimportant. Must possess candor, amiability and intelli- gence. No objection to young ladies in the goverment civil service. Address, with pho- tograph, X. Y. Z., care of office. - »*■ - --- — Rally of the Union League of Illinois. Chicago, December 29.—The Times this morning publishes the address of the National Union League of Illinois, said to be in se cret circulation throughout the State. The document is signed by the Grand Secretary, and is headed by Robert Ingersoll as Presi dent. It states that another crisis in the af fairs of cur country is approaching, threaten ing no less dangers to the liberties of our citi zens than that of 1861. We believe it is time when jatriots and lovers of the Union should be on their guard, remembering that in union is strength. A call is made upon all patriots in every city and town throughout the State to organize for the protection and defense of our sacred institutions by prompt action. There can within the next GO days be enrolled in our State not leas than 100,000 National Union Leaguers. The veterans of the late war are, as they are earnestly invited to do, actively eo-oporating with other legal citi zens, to prolong and perfect the oroposed or ganization. The document closes by saying that the necessary documents for organiza tion will be forwarded on application.