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Sv ,\V Iffiüi y m m v/M ltl3 Räi rfiPll m .SB IBfäl IzlÈÏ m m S\ I •.•:■ >7S m « IN ~'-?K 25* Eg 1 lfë§ 1 <U!' mmem mrnm Jsjjgg m *7NI » o^as *q '»C Volume xi. Helena, Montana, Thursday, May 17, 1877. No. 26 THE WEEKLY HERALD PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY MORNING. FISK BEOS., - Publishers. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION. terms for the daily iierald. 1 Tty SuW.rilKcs [delivered by currier) per month, $3 00 BY MAIL. I i e copy one month.......................... 3 00 One copy three months ........................ 6 00 One copy six month*«........................... 12 00 I»:.,; copy one year.............................. 22 00 TERMS FOR THE WEEKLY HERALD. ne year ........................................00 Six months...................................... 3 50 Three months...................................2 50 A KOKK KO AO. Why are roses red? For roses once were white. Because the loving nigtingales Sang on their thorns ail night— Sang till the blood they shed Had dyed the roses red! Why are white roses white ? For roses once were red. Because the sorrowing nightingales Wept when the night was fled— Wept till their tears of light Had washed the roses white! Why are the roses sweet ? For once they had no scent. Because one day the Queen of Love Who to Adonis went, Brushed them with heavenly feet— That made the roses sweet ! Seward's (ieargia Ilomance. [From the Atlanta ((la.) Constitution.] In an article which appeared in these col umns some days ago reference was made to "A Country Newspaper,'' an ideal journal of the pastoral regions that flourished in Put nam county during the war. This country newspaper was edited and printed almost within a stone's throw of the ruins of the rude academy which some years before had resounded to the voice and ferule of Wm. H. Seward. \ ears and years afterward, a young man—one of the compositors on the Country man—wandering through an old country mansion in the neighborhood, came upon an old and much worn duodecimo copy of Mar ryai's Jacob Faithful. Turning over its yel low leaves curiously and carelessly, he came upon a lock of yellow hair, that in another age and in a stronger light, might have been called red or auburn, inclosed in a yellow 7 letter. This letter was written by Seward to a country lass in the neighborhood, and, albeit its style took color from the somewhat coldly polite forms of that day, it breathed unmis takably of the true love that conies to a man, whether he be peasant or prince, but once in a lifetime. The diplomacy that the young lawyer and politician saw fit to use in ad dressing an unsophisticated country lass, whom he was nevermore destined to meet, could not hide the fervency of his feelings. She never married, but for many and many a summer—stirred by the sultry winds, or shaken loose by the w r andering bees—the apple blossoms have drifted down upon her resting place, which lies hid by the tall and tangled grasses of the old orchard. Her name is a memory—her life a dream—her love a myth ; but neither memory nor myth can disturb her slumbers now 7 . A Lny of True Love. As a young man was looking over a barrel of eggs received at a grocery ou Newark ave nue, Jersey city, abouta mouth ago, he found the following inscription upon one of the eggs : " If this you see, young man, Write just as soon as you cau, And let me hear from my favorite egg; This great boon I humbly beg. "JULIA BRIERSON, Westfield, Ohio." The youth immediately wrote to the address mclosiug his photograph, aud received a reply aud picture from the writer of the lines. The correspondence was continued to the satisfac tion of both parties, who are to be married next month. It is said the young lady is the daughter of a wealthy farmer, and wrote the lines in jest, never expecting to hear from them. Tli** Benuiy of n Kister*» Love. [From the Burlington Hawkeye.] A fellow never appreciates the tender beau ty of a sister's love half so much as when he ii\tikes her get out of the big rocking chair, atl <i give him the morning paper, while she goes off and leans against the end of the bu ! euu and feeds her starving intellect on the household receipts at the back of Jaynes' warmly almanac. A brother's love is like pure l^is dreadfully hard to find, and w 7 hen } ou Lo i'uul it, it's apt to be pyrites. — «I -- i.,. 1AC T meQ tioued by Dr. Edwards at a ate meeting of the San Francisco Microscop 1« l , Cle i£ may fie new 7 to many of our eauers. What is called " rice paper," im pound from China, is popularly believed to jc made of rice. Indeed the statement has »een made by residents in China that they ad seen the process of manufacture from a P up, similar to the method of making ordi aiy paper. Their statement cannot, how !. er ' y e accepted, as Quekett some time ago iscovered by means of the microscope that lie so-called •• rice paper" is a natural cellu Rot . Further in( l uir y fias determined at this • paper " is simply the pith of a Aralia papyrifera , sliced or snaved in thin sheets. ■ I ^ 11 - * ■'* a facing Turk ot the Bosphorus, And I'm after the Russian Bear— He never shall be the Boss for us. Hy Allah great I swear .—Graphic. MOODY AND SANKEY'S PAY. Mr. Moody Takes a Collection In Boston and tells how Much Pay they uet. [From the Boston Globe, April 26.] . Mr. Moody addressed the meeting upon the Financial Aspect of the Revival Work, and the compensation the revivalists were to re ceive. He said : To-morrow 7 at all the meet ings there will be a collection taken up for the expenses of the meetings, a thank offer ing, and w 7 e would like to have every man give as the Lord has prospered him, or as his heart is inclined to give. I could not stand here to ask for this collection if I w 7 ere to carry off any part of it. There have been some very exaggerated rumors that we were employed to come for so many thousand dol lars—$10,000, $15,000, $20,000, or even $30, 000. Now, let me say that this money is to go to D. E. Snow 7 , of the Fremont Bank, who is treasnrer of the committee that have put up the building and have paid all the bills, and not one dollar of it is coming to us. We not only raised money to pay the expenses in Chicago, but $80,000 to pay the debt of the Young Men's Christian Association. Then some one writes to an infidel paper that Moody and San key had put the money in their pockets—pretty good pay for three months' w 7 ork. We find a good many people believe it. If w 7 e took money from the pub lic it would be well to report what we did with it, and how 7 much we received. As there never has been any collection for us, and w r e are not employed by the public or any com mittee, I do not know that it is necessary for me to say anything to justify myself in the way I hafe been employed the last six teen years, but when I gave up my business sixteen years ago, after three months of the severest struggle in my life w 7 hether I should go for dollars and cents or for souls, from that day to this I have no more lived for money than I have for water. My friends have blamed me because 1 have not laid aside something for my family. Some of them in sisted upon my wife having some money, and they bought her a home in the country, and the rumor is that it cost $30,000, and $30,000 to furnish it. The home cost $3,500; and there have begn some improvements, and the furniture and everything cost $10,000. It belongs to my wife and children. My father died at the early age of forty-one, and if I die to-morrow there will be a roof over the heads of my wife and children. [Voices, "Thank God."] Some one said in the inquiry room a man would not come because I paid $4,000 for a house. Take off $3,750 and you will find it all right. As far as dollars and cents are concerned, I could make more in one night than I have made in Boston. I have been offered $500 a night for a lecture. I have been offered $200, $300 and $500 a night to lecture, when I might talk an hour and then go to a com fortable hotel ; but as it is now I w 7 ork at the Tabernacle all day and talk till midnight with inquirers, and when I am done I have hardly strength enough to go to my room. If you want to attack me do not attack me there. 1 have weaknesses, but they are not in that di rection. If I had come for money it w 7 ould have been in some other work. (Applause.) detest that applause. The royalty on the hymn books amounted last year to $68,000, but it all went to the trustees, and not one dollar came into the hands of Mr. Sankey or myself. It belongs to us as much as the in come of your business belongs to you, but w 7 e give it up. We do not w 7 ant one dollar of your money in Boston. Give it to the Lord as long as you please. I would rather live on a crust of bread than have people think we came for your money. If any young man here wants to go into the work of the Lord for money, I advise him not-to do it. Now 1 don't want any one to go off and say that w 7 e preach for nothing, for we do not. We preach for souls, and the Lord takes care of us. 1 never knew what it was to w 7 ant for money in the sixteen years 1 have been at work for Him. The Lord has taken good care of me, and I have not known what it is to want. This statement was received with great satisfaction by the congregation, and there were many exclamations of sympathy with Mr. Moody. Mr«. Win. Kalston. [From the San Francisco Chronicle.] The rumor published in the Chronicle the other day that Mrs. W. C. Ralston, now in Paris, is about to contract another matrimon ial alliance has been confirmed, she having sent a cable message to that effect to Colonel Fry in this city. There has been considerable gossip among the lady's friends about what they consider her strange conduct. Some three months ago she with her family left San Francisco for New York and Washing ton with Senator Sharon and party in the Senator's private car. The Senator went direct to Washington, while Mrs. Ralston proceeded to New York, whence, after a few days, in which time she placed her two sons an academy at West Point, she wrote Senator Sharon she was about sailing tor Europe, and did sail almost immediately with her two daughters. Mrs. Ralston, financially, in very comfortable circumstances. The insurance on her husband's life amounted to $60,000, and she is the owner of a small homestead opposite Belmont, which was fitted up, furnished and deeded to her by Senator Sharon. Burlington Hawkeye: "Take a large earth ware pudding dish, and pour into one quart yellow corn meal, unsifted. Add to the meal a few handfuls of crumbled bread, dry crusts are best. Pour on very slowly, enough warm water to moisten the whole, stirring very carefully with the hand. Continue to stir until the meal and bread crumbs assume the consistency of thick molasses. Serve in flat little dabs, about the size of a butter dish. This will be found a most delightful, palata ble dish—for the chickens." we to had ded him his at is not the the it lojis than to as my. any to it in lady of he to and and go pose be the laid his of the that was she and with State His The two He and by moted less fifty Lane, many in and lish our James Parton's Baby. [From the Pittsburg Chronicle.] It is stated that "James Parton is rejoicing over his first baby." Parton? Parton? Yes, we remember, now. Mr. Parton married Fanny Fern. Was her third husband. And when she died he married her daughter—his stepdaughter, but he could not endure the idea of being a stepfather. It was repugnant to his feelings. So he married her, and then discovered the laws of the State did not recognize such marriages, and asked the law makers to make a little law for him, but they refused, and he moved off the premises without notifying the landlord, since which time we had not heard of him until this baby remin ded us of these things. But what bothers us now is to fix Mr. Parton's relationship—or rather his numerous relationships—to that baby. In the first place, ought we to call him a father or grandfather ? Because it is his child, and his grandchild. But if that baby is his grandchild aud Parton is its father, bless us, Parton must be brother to himself ! That is quite clear. And if Parton is his ow 7 n brother, why, then he must be uncle to that baby. That follows of course. And if he is uncle to the baby his wife must be its aunt. Why, there is no end to this confusion. Of course, Mrs. Parton can't be aunt and mother at the same time. The idea is abusurd. We observe now where we were in error. The exact relationship may be stated thus : Parton is a father, and—is it a half or fourth grand father ? No matter ; call it half. Conse quently that baby is—is-. Now, Fanny Fern took him as her third husband, and Par- ton's present wife being her daughter, and not his, that daughter's baby is no kin to him. This sounds absurd, too, very. Parton is its father ; and he is just as much its grand- father, unless it is the intention not to permit the poor thing to have any grandfather at all. Now, if it is his grandchild, and he was Fanny Fern's third husband, and this baby is the child of her daughter, every time he takes on his knee—it couldn't possibly be twins, could it? No, that isn't it. Yet there does appear to be two generations in that one baby somehow 7 . The idea of dandling two genera- tions on one knee ! That is the most ridicu- lojis idea of all. Why, if that child w 7 ere really Fanny Fern's daughter's child, aud Parton was third husband to Fanny, aDd father to her daughter now, it ain't possible Parton could pick himself up aud dandle himself on his own knee! This is the most serious matrimonial complication we ever tried to solve. We are unable to do more than crack the shell; the real kernel appears to be shrouded in complications as numerous as the folds enwrapping an Egyptian mum • my. We are afraid to pursue the subject any further, lest the horrible suspicion that dawns upon us that that baby should prove to be Parton's father should be verified. As is, we think it ought not to be Parton's father. ----^ »»- — ------ Stonewall Jackson*» Stater. The Cleveland Leader prints the following in relation to Gen. Stonewall Jackson and his sister, the statement being derived from a lady who was, previous to the war, an inmate of the latter's family : " They were orphan children, and were brought up together until he w 7 ent to West Point. Like most orphan children, they were most unusually attached to each other. At a later time she married and settled in Beverly, where her husband carried on a large farm or plantation. Her brother, the General, frequently visited her, and during these visits he would invariably go to the quarters of the slaves for the pur pose of exhorting them on the subject of religion. Frequently this great soldier would be seen on his knees in the midst of the lowly children of Africa, offering earnest prayers for their earnest salvation. When the w 7 ar broke out this singular difference between the affectionate brother and sister transpired : One espoused the cause of the South, and became the greatest of all Con federate generals, with a world-wide repu tation for consummate military ability, and laid down his life on the bloody field of Chancellors ville. The sister, in spite of the opposition of her brother, uninfluenced by his brilliant achievements and the opposition of her husband and her relatives, sided with the cause of the Union, and remained true to that cause to the end of the war. So great was the feeling engendered against her that she eventually separated from her husband and moved to Springfield, O., and resided with a daughter who had married a Union officer." A Veteran Official. The "Old Reliable" of the Department of State is Assistant Secretary William Hunter. His father, William Hunter, sr., was a Rhode Island Senator in Congress 1811-1821, and Minister to Brazil 1824-1845, after which he returned to Newport, where he diçd in 1849. The son, born a! Newport in 1805, Was lor two years a cadet at West Point, but had to resign on account of an affection of the eyes. He then studied law, was admitted to the bar and practiced at New Orleans until prostrated yellow 7 fever. Finally, he entered the De partment of State as translator in 1829, was promoted to be chief clerk in 1852, and pro moted to be Assistant Secretary in 1866. In less than two years he will have performed fifty years of continuous service, under such statesmen as Webster, Clay, Livingston, Mc Lane, Everett, Cass, Seward and Fish, and many of the State papers for which they have received praise were drafted by him. He is fact a walking encyclopedia of diplomatic and consular relations, if he would but pub lish them, would perfect that character of our national history. That he is able, useful, industrious, honest, and above all discreet, is proven by his having been retained in place through so many political "rotations."— Cor Boston Journal. Why K1 »om 1«1 We Place Our Bertsfeauw in a Direction from the North to the Kouth. [Translated for the Globe-Democrat from the Frank fort Gazette. This question is scientifically answered by a learned physician in the following manner: We should be the more surprised that ideas prevalent in our days, and of hygiene away in remote antiquity, have taught, by instinct as it were, a people of high intellect how best to locate our sleeping places, more especially in view of the fact that those same Oriental nations have always, even to this day, cher ished a certain sympathy for an eastward di rection—that is, toward the rising sun, as, for instance, in prayer. The labors and re searches of natural science within the la9t decennial furnish us with arguments by means of scientific observations to establish the best direction in Avbich to place our bed steads as the most conductive of health, and in this way scientifically to interpret certain ordinances found in the Talmud. The elec tro-magnetic observations and experiments of Faraday, Poullet, Piucker et al. , have dem onstrated that all substances or bodies obey the attractive force of the magnetic current. Those substances readily attracted are called "paramagnetic" while those less or not at all subject to the influence of magnitesm. "diamagnetic." But of all metals and metal salts, iron is the most paramagnetic; it is mostly subject to magnetic influence. A fact long established is that iron is the most im portant ingredient of the blood, in fact, of the whole human organization. Nor is it to be regarded accidental that this most para magnetic of all metals is present in every part of our body in quantities abundantly demon strated. An organism containing so much iron, whose nerves, as the principal conduc tor of electric and magnetic currents, are cer tainly not sensible to the influences of the magnetism of the earth, pending one half of our lifetime might be placed in opposition to the all-attractive power of the magnet of the earth, and thus be made subject to influences of a disturbing character. A needle of steel beaten with a hammer will become magnetic as soon as you lay it in a direction from the north to the south. But from the east to the west, or at right angles with the resultants of the earth's magnetism, and you cannot render it magnetic, either by beating it with a ham mer or by a discharge from an electric battery. The same influence rendering the needle mag netic is known to work imperceptibly on our nervious system, as well as on the blood, so full of iron, and unquestionably will enhance the electro-tonic capacity always present. Observations ever so many, arid of this nature, go to show that such effects are produced, as, for instance, phenomena of a most striking character, as in certain diseases of the nerves or «f the blood, when for some time past I not only ordered the bedsteads of the patients to be placed in a direction from the north to the south, but had them isolated by means of beadposts made of glass. The Fashionable Exodus to Europe [From the New York World.] The summer exodus from the World of American fashion to Europe fairly began on Wednesday, when the Russia, which has taken the place so long held by the Scotia as the fashionable boat of the Cunard line, took out a brilliant array of well-knpwn people of both sexes, including Mrs. Paran Stevens and her daughter, Miss Minnie Stevens ; the Mar- quis db Basano and his wife, formerly Miss Syms, of Montreal, the great Catholic heiress of Canada ; Mrs. Brockholst Cutting, form- erly Miss Marion Ramsay, of Washington; Dr. Wm. II. Van Buren, Mr. and Mrs. Geo. Grinuell aud family and Mr. Geo. Peabody Wetmore, the nephew of the famous philan- thropist and the owner at Newport of the cost- liest private residence ever erected in this country. The Cunard Company's dock and the steamer's deck were converted for the time into into the semblance of a Fifth ave- nue reception, and the tables fairly groaned with flowers, in bouquets, baskets, cut-boxes aud all the floral devices which are now cast by fashion into the deep as tributes of affec- tion and good will to friends departing for the gay world beyond the seas. Most of these travelers are habitual birds of passage, tak- ing flight each year with the spring for a summer in London, Pari9, Switzerland or the German spas. The Most Reverend Arch- bishop Bayley, of Baltimore, went out on the same ship on an official visit to Rome which is not expected to be of long duration. -- — « ►» ^ - A Won tier ful Natural Furiosity. [From the Bendigo Advertiser.] A natural curiosity of an extraordinary character is to be seen at the Mining Regis trar's office, Sandhurst. It is placed on the mantlepiece, and the visitor on entering the room and looking in that direction see9 a small but very pretty and cleverly executed landscape painting some six inches square. The foreground represents a grass plot, in the center of which are two small ponds, out of one of which the water flows in a small stream toward a patch of rocks. À little distance beyond the ponds is a farm house, at the rear and side of which is a row of tall poplar trees. Light stratified clouds, with a dash of blue, completes the picture. The perspective is almost perfect, and the lights and shades are remarkably well brought out. This is particularly seen in the cluster of rocks, which appear to have been drawn by the hand of a most skillful artist. Closer inspection of this piece of work re veals to the astonished on-looker that it is neither more nor less than a piece of slate rock, on which Nature's hand alone has de veloped a pretty rural scene which would not do discredit to the brush of Buvelot. This curiosity was found on the Carshalton reef ; and the rock, on being broken up, split in such a way as to leave the face on which the picture is represented convex. The various shades, tints and figures appear to have been formed by the trickling of water, con taining iron, between the seams of the rock. The Duty cf n Woman to bo a ï.ady . Wildness is a thing which gills cannot ef ford. Delicacy is a thing which cannot be lost and found. No art can restore to the grape its bloom. Familiarity without love, without confidence, without regard, is de structive to all that makes woman exalting and ennobling. "The World is «vide, these things are small, They may he nothing, but they are all." Nothing? It is the first duty of a woman, to be a lady. Good breeding is good sense*,. Bad manners in a woman is an immorality.. Awkwardness may be ineradicable. Bashful ness is constitutional. Ignorance of etiquette is the result of circumstances. All can be condoned, aud do not banish man or woman from the amenities of their kind. But self possessed, unshrinking and aggressive coarse ness of demeanor may be reckoned as a prison offence, and certainly merits that iniWi form of punishment called imprisonment for life. It is a shame for women to he lectured on their manners. It is a bitter shame that they need. Women are the umpires of so ciety. It io they to whom all mooted points should be referred. To he a lady is more than tô be a prince. A lady is always in her right inalienably worthy of respect. To a lady prince and peasant alike bow. Do not be re strained. Do not have impulses that need restraint. Do not wish to dance with the prince unsought ; feel differently. Be sure that you confer honor. Carry yourselves so lofty that men shall look up to you for re ward, not at you in rebuke. The natural sen timent of man toward woman is reverence. He loses a large means of grace when he is obliged to account her a being to be trained into propriety. A man's ideal is not wounded when a woman fails in worldly wisdom ; but if in grace, in tact, in sentiment, in delicacy, in ' indness, she should be found wanting, he receives an inward hurt .—Gail Hamilton. Afraid of the Devil. [From the Pall-Mall Gazette.] A painful scene appears, by the account given of it by the blirleny Journal , to have occurred on Sunday, recently, in a church near Gartiuore, in that county. The minis ter, who is in the hubit of warning his con gregation on special occasions against the machinations ot the evil, one, was delivering a discourse on his favorite theme, when sud denly a large window blind and roller behind the pulpit lost its hold, falling right over the preacher and for a time completely conceal ing him from his Hock. In its descent the roller smashed a number ot window panes, and the clatter of the falling glass added panic to the already terrified condition of the enshrouded preacher. Ignorant of the cause ef the sudden darkness and horrible noise, he thought he might have exceeded the bounds of discretion in his denunciations of the devil, who had thereupon arrived hastily in person bent on retaliation. A frightful shriek of "I am gone!" echoed through the church, and the maddened preacher with one bound cleared the pulpit, nor even stopped until he reached the extreme corner of the edifice. It may be well imagined that the suddenness of this alarming incident, and its dramatic nature, exercised a most powerful effect upon the nerves of all who witnessed it. Fortunately there was no general panic, or the consequences might have been serious; but the story should be a lesson to those min isters who touch upon the delicate question of the personality of the devil to retain their self-possession under any circumstances, and not to leave the pulpit unless absolutely eject ed by force. What May Klappen. A woman carrying a market basket, and a boy with a bundle under his arm, halted yes terday in front of an old woman playing a hand-organ on the Campus Martius. "My son," said the mother, as she drew a deep sigh," perhaps I shall be sin old woman some day." "I guess you will if you keep on," replied the son. "I. may be old and have to play a hand organ," she continued, "and you may pass by me just as thousands pass by this woman." "If you were playing an organ, and I passed by with a girl on my arm, would you give me away ?" anxiously inquired the off spring. The mother got over her sad feelings soon after that .—Detroit Free Press. ----■— M ►>-«■ - Kant and 111» Writ. [From the Chicago Times.] But suppose Sam Tilden finds his officer to execute the writ—how will he proceed to executed? Will he take Mr. Hayes by the neck and heels and pitch him out of the While House? Will he thereby stop him from exercising the executive office ? Will he prevent the seven heads of the seven exec utive departments from fulfilling his orders as orders of the executive, and if so, how ? Will he order Urn Congress not to anylonger recognize and support Hayes as the execu tive, but, instead, to recognize and support Tilden as the executive ? And if so, will tho Congress obey such order of a Deputy Mar shal, and do the bidding of Dick Merrick's sovereign judiciary, or will the political part of the Constitution proceed just for all the world as if it, and not the judicial part, were the supreme, conclusive, ultimate judge and determinator ot the oppointment of the ex ecutive ? The probabilities are forty million to one in favor of the latter. The Columbus (Ohio) State Journal, the editor of which is intimately acquainted with President Hayes, says the report that Hayes is a good singer is absolutely false. The Journal impresses its denial by saying: "Hayes can't sing any more than a canal boat. He stampeded Averill's whole cavalry division once trying to sing ( John Brown's Body.' They thought it was the long roll."