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Volume xxi. Helena, Montana, Thursday, October 13, 1887. No. 46 R. E. FISK 0. W. FISK. A. J. FISK. Publishers and Proprietors. Largest Circulation of any Paper in Montana -O Rates of Subscription. WEEKLY HERALD: One Year, (in »dvBnoe).............................?3 00 Mx Months, (In advance)............................... 1 75 Three Months, (in advance)........................... 1 00 When not paid for in advance the rate will be Four Dollars per yeari Postage, in all cases, Prepaid. DAILY HERALD: City Subscribers,delivered by carrier SI .00a month One Year, by mail, (in advance)................. S'J 00 Six Months, by mail, (in advance)............... 5 00 Three Months, by mail, (in advance)........... 2 50 if not paid in advance, S12 per annum. â#-A!l communications should be addressed to FISK BKOH., Publishero, Helena. Montana. HIDDEN ANGELS. 1 never knew a father's love or mother's dearest care. . My hands were never taught to fold in attitude of prayer; «H Mv eyes grew cruel, hardening fast, I knew no • love nor fear ; - If * ~ Had never felt affectionate kiss or thed a humane tear. i d tasted every cup of sin, of bitterness and woe. The human soul in degradation steeped could ever know ; My manhood lost, hope s rudder gone, 1 stood a wreck alone, All nobler instincts dead; my heart, though living, turned to stone. With reckless gait I strode along—hark ! What is that I hear ? A human sound or angel sigh wafted from un seen sphere? 1 turned ; two pleading eyes as blue as heaven's ethereal dome ( lazed into mine ; again that cry: "I'm lost! Please take me home !" She'd grasped my hand—my sin-stained hand— as tlio' 'twere undefiled, In perfect confidence : a little golden-liaired, fair child; You lost, sweet one? Then where in God's wide universe am I ?" She looked distressed, bewildered, by my sud den, strange reply. Eut clinging to my fingers fast her cheek was on them lain. And swiftly fell lier warm tears washing out their guilty stain ; A- I beheld her sobbing thus, something awoke that slept, A trembling ague rocked my frame, my sold was touched—I wept. Both lost! 1 on the road to heaven, she from her home misled ; I dared to fold her in my arms and kiss her golden head : I led her back upon the road her wandering feet had trod, She led me hack to manhood, my eternal home, and God. Our Royal Heathen Guests. rriuce Krapotakan from Hindostan, With complexion of orange and yellow, And Prince Babbu from Timbuctoo, tVho is tanned as black as Othello; And the Arab sheik, with his leathery cheek. And the Princess of Kandahar, And kings by dozens, with all of their cousins From Borrioboola-Gha; And the king of Guinea, who at home plays "shinny" With missionaries' bones, And the chief of the Giaours, who each mom devours A baby, regardless of groans; And the queen of the Mingoes, who cats with her fingers, And drinks soup out of a pan— All these are the creatures regarded as "features" On the modern society plan. Be they brown, or magenta, or red, they can enter Our prim social ranks just the same; Though they eat with a shingle they freely com mingle With our people of fashion and fame. With high royal poses, with rings in their noses, They flaunt at receptions and fetes, And gives us the fidgets when with their ten digits They shovel their food from their plates. We can't he disloyal to men who are royal, We must flatter and honor a king, But were these royal caitiffs American natives. We'd send them all off to Sing Sing. — S. W. Foss in Judge. The End of My Vacation. Though the days are so balmy, the heavens so blue, To the mountains and streams must I bid an adieu? In the heyday of autumn must I reappear At the desk a d be bullied by Brown, the cashier? Yes, time's up, I must go, my vacation is o'er; Over stupid account books again I must pore. There's no help for it, none; the firm won't brook delay. I must pack my portmanteau and hasten away. Though the leaves of the forest are tinging with gold. And woodland and meadows fresh beauties un fold, I must hie me to Gotham—what's worse, when I'm there. To a narrow hall bedroom and boarding house fare. On nature's sweet features I gaze with a sigh, And the tear drop unwonted creeps into my eye. Must I lose her with autumn's first bloom ou her cheek? Yes, 1 must, or else lose fifteen dollars a week. Then farewell to green meadows and forest clad hills 1 Farewell to bright lakelets and murmuring rills! Farewell to fresh butter, fresh eggs and hot cakes, And away to my landlady's vulcanite steaks ! — W. R. Barber In Judge. The Sweetest Gill. The sweetest girl I think is she Who never winks or blinks at me. But posses by, With better purpose under sun Than hunting lovers on the run Or on the fly. She's hunted, not the huntress she. Men think enough of her to he lier willing slave; She does not loiter on the brink Of curbstone where the dandies slink And polished knaves. Her home is where her lovers woo Aud where she shines resplendent too And guileless fair; Where parents love, O sacred shade That shields the virtues of a maid Or mated pair. ( » could a woman know Low far Those virtues shine that modest art And turn all eyes; She would not dangle after men, Kor think herself admired when All men despise. —Chicago Herald, The I'arson Said It. H liar d' yo' git dat load er lumber, Br'er Simson?" 4 Down ter de Healin' Ba'm church." ' Dasso, Br'er Simson? Why', has dey tored de buildin' down?" Ob, no, sahl Hit's dar yet, but I beam arson Blowhard say dat do pews was free, *o I riz up 'arly dis mornin' an' went down Jiar an' ripped up a pa'r of 'em an' fotched em erlong.'--Yonkers Gazette Henry D. Lovering. Henry B. Lovering, the Democratic nomi nee for governor of Massachusetts, was born In Portsmouth, N. H., in 1841. Since he launched forth on his political career he has always been identified with la bor movements, and is today a trade unionist and a Knight of Labor. He received his education in the public schools of Lynn, and served/^ as a private in the 4 k war. where he lost 3 » a leg. " When he entered henry b. loyerin'g. politics, ho was a journeyman shoemaker, and was employed in a Lynn shoe factory. In 1S73 ho was elected to the state legisla ture as a labor representative, and in 1874 he was re-elected. In 1881 he was elected mayor of Lynn, and in 1882 he went to congress. Mr. Lovering is a man of practical ideas, a great worker, and is eminently a self made man. OLD WAR ENVELOPES. SOME HUMOROUS DESIGNS OF 1860 - 64 . How tlie Fancies of the Funny Artists Found Vent in the Days of the Civil Strife—Designs That Are Pathetic as Well—A Rare Find. [Special Correspondence.] New York, Sept. 20.—Within a stone's throw of Printing House square, in an odd corner of the second story of an old building, I came across today a uniquo relic of the war. It was a collection, in scrapbook shape, of the illustrated envelopes used throughout both the north and south during the eventful years of 18G0-C1-02-G3 and 1SG4. The place where this odd work had lain bid din for I don't know how long is known as the Literary Junk Shop. Its dust covered shelves and old, musty books are a great at traction to lovers of the odd and rare in liter« ature, and at almost any hour of the day you can find some old bookworm there, deeply engaged poring over its treas ures. The collection is in three volumes, and contains 1,500 envelopes. To a certain ex tent the pictures form a consecutive history of the chief events of the war. They range from grave to gay, highly colored and very sober; some are drawn with care, while others are the rudest of outline sketches. Naturally Bags and mottoes predominate and patriotic sentiments are the most numerous. Here is one of the envelopes that had a wide circula tion and which all who remember the excite ment of the early days of the war will recognize at a glance: J** "WHY DON'T YOU TAKE IT?" Equally expressive and characteristic were those issued in response on the other side of Mason and Dixon's line. No sooner had the above appeared tkiL- from the south came this, the flags bemtfwjnted in red, white and blue and the cut of -the palmetto in blue: d it a "DON'T TREAD ON USl" Cuts containing caricatures of Jefferson Davis seem to have been favorites at the north. They are of almost every imaginable description. One is entitled "Jeff Taking Washington." It is n picture of a photog rapher with his camera pointed toward a distant city. Another represents three fig ures, a big and little boy, each in regimentals, addressing a goddess of liberty. Under it is this: "Jeff Davis—Please, ma'm, my big brothers won't let me alone. "Goddess of Liberty—Well, it serves you right; why don't you miml 3 'our Uncle Abe? Just wait until McClellan comes in contact with you; ho will give you such a sound thrashing you'll never complain again." Another cut showed the Confederate chief tain looking through the glasses of a show man's box of views. The showman remarks: "At the end of the avenue you perceive a White House. Keep your eye on it and it will dissolve and fade from your view." Some of the southern envelopes contained first rate likenesses of Mr. Davis as he ap peared at the time. The Zouaves especially came in for a good share of illustration. Here is an example which speaks for itself: LATEST ZOUAVE DBILL—"ALL UP!" An odd picture was a take off cn the part of the south upon the evidently sensational news of northern papers, it repiescu^. northern telegraph office and on the side of the cut were these head lines, the first of each pair printed very large and the second very small. SECOND EDITION. IMPORTANT NEWS. ANOTHER GREAT BATTLE EXPECTED SOON. STORMING OF MANASSES GAP BY A RAIN STORM. CAPTURE OF JEFF DAVIS, OR ANY OTHER MAN. REBELS IN FULL RETREAT WITHOUT THEIR BREAKFAST. ONE THOUSAND PRISONERS, MOP.E OR LESS—THIS REPORT IS DOUBTED IN SOME QUARTERS. Pictures of guns and ammunition were nu merous. Here is one aooarently combining medicine and fruit: 0 fl~n &SL \Q "LINCOLN PILLS AND BRAGG GRAPES. " Poking fun at each other's armies was e» pressed in many of the cuts. One picture represented two boys and their mother. One boy was bruised and battered and bis clothing was torn half from him. The other boy had on a military hat and was in fine trim, his arms doubled in a fighting position. Under the cut was thia: "Mother—Why, Johnny, what have you been doing? "Johnny (the battered one)—Oh, nothing: Joe and I were playing Scott anil Beauregard, and I was Beauregard, that's all!" As was quite natural, the negroes figured largely in the pictures. One represented three grinning darkies playing bones, tam bourine and banjo, and was entitled "Music by the Contra-Band." Another showed two darkies talking. "Julius—Is your massa Union or 'Session? "Sam—Why, he's 'Session. "Julius— Den I pities you; you was as good a leben hundred dollar nigga as eher I see, an' now yer ain't wuf wun cent!" Some handsome pictures of flags are on these envelopes of both the Union and Confederate states. Often those of the latter cover the entire face of the envelope. Gen erally underneath the flags are such legends as these: "We stand by our flag," "Rally round the flag," "The Union now aud forever," "I'll float again o'er Sumter," "Death before dis honor," etc. God desses of Liberty were also a favorite figure. Here is one A modern LAOCOON. representing, a p parently, the cause of the trouble, as viewed by an impatient northerner. One picture contained the face of a fine looking young negro. Over it were the words: "The innocent cause of the war." Another showed a darky blacking boots. He says: "By golly, Massa Butler, I like dis better dan workin' in de field. John Bull received numerous attentions from the hand of the envelope funny man. One cut shows two horses traveling side by side, one stamped with the Union flag and the other with the Confederate colors. A fat man representing John Bull is endeavoring to ride them both with a bale of cotton on his shoulders. Underneath the picture are these words: "John Bull in His Ferilous Feat of Horsemanship." The pathetic side of the story was not for gotten by the envelope illustrator. A num ber of expressive pictures of woman's work for the soldiers are to be found. One repre sents a handsome, matronly woman making bread. She is saying, "It I cannot fight, I can feed those who do." Another shows an elderly lady sewing by lamplight. Under neath are the words: "Our hearts are with them." One of the prettiest pictures is a wo man sewing a blue coat. She has on a red dress and long white apron. Over her waves the Stars and Stripes. The metto reads: "Our hearts are with our brothers in the field." Here perhaps is the most expressive of them all. The figure represents a woman who, as she cannot send any one to fight—may be her own loved ones have been kill ed or wounded in the strife—nor to nurse the sick, has I iiave no one to send. determined to go for the latter purpose her self. But the days of the civil war have long since passed into history. Many of the cuts on the old envelopes I have been writing of show traces of the bitterness that was inevita ble then. 1 have not reproduced any of these, for today the white winged angel of peace looks down upon and broods over a reunited nation—a land in habited by brethren whose union :s only the stronger for the terrible test to which it was put twenty odd years ago. And every good man hopes and trusts that the demon of civil war may never again visit this fair land. _ Seymour S pencer. Dill Nye iu the Barber's Chair. ; Barber—You are very bald, Mr. Nye. Nye—That's so. Barber—What was the cause of your bald* ness? Nye—The top of my head grew faster than nay hair.—Texas Siftings. There are forty-eight arches, tunnels an< bridges in the New York Central park. TELLING THE STORY. AN HOUR WITH THE PACIFIC RAILROAD COMMISSION. What an Artist and a Writer for This Taper Found U> Interest Our Readers. How C. P. Huntington Looks When Testifying. f Everybody in the country who is interested in politics and railroads (and who is not?) is also interested in the congressional Pacific railway commission, and the examination of the ingenious witness and experienced enter priser, C. P. Huntington. The scene of the in quiry—in the Astor building, Pine street, New York—is an attractive one to artists aud re porters, and they have plenty of material for the exercise of their talents and the earning of shekels in recording the words and atti 1 ' - of Mr. Huntington and his co-witness, (... 1 . Dodge, the honorable gentlemen who compose the commission, and the slightly waspish gentleman who acts as counsel for the Central Pacific. Conspicuous for size and solid dignity is the Hon. David T. Lit tler, of Springfield, Ills., now representing Abraham Lincoln's old district. He is evi dently a man of weight—not less than 200 pounds, anyhow. His hair is just gray enough in places to look nice, and dark enough elsewhere to shade his broad, ruddy face. His dark gray eyes beam with an en couraging smile, and as he leans back in his •Tfrrtf 0 « chair and listens placidly to the tor tuous testimony a stranger would take him for a Sun day school su peri n tendent on a vaca tion. Add a broad chest, well muscled limbs and a Lund quite large enough to suit his body, and you have the corporeal presence of Illinois' capital representative. He looks quite too good natured for the business he is in, but he stirs a witness up occasionally, all the same. To his right sits the soft voiced blonde, Hon. E. Ellery Anderson, of New York city, who does the questioning for the commission. His manner of opening the attack on any special point is extremely deferential, the very height of courtesy; but at about the seventh question he has the witness in a corner, as it were. At the head of the table sits ex-Governor Pattison, of Pennsylvania, chairr n of the commission; and nature could arcely have formed a more striking contrast than that between him and Mr. Anderson, for the governor is a very dark brunette—dark as the typical Spaniard of Andalusia. Hair, beard and eyebrows are of a dead black; but, like the other two mem bers, he has the size. In fact, a striking feature of the whole affair is the bigness of the participants—there are no little men in the business, and Mr. Huntington, the champion tness, is apparently the biggest and most imposing of the lot. In size and general make lip he bears a curious resem blance to the late Brigham Young, except that he lacks that heavy under jaw and puffed lip which gave the Mormon chief's face a suggestion of grossness. Mr. Huntington is the center of attraction, and at times is noticeably nervous, a mani festation which causes a smile among the ob servers. Nobody laughs at a little thin fellow for being nervous—we expect i of him; but when a great mass of blood and brain, brawn and healthy flesh like this fidgets like a schoolboy or slightly reddens as a budding maiden, there is a comical contradiction be tween the subject and the action. And just in proportion as ho gets excited he forgets his grammar; provincialisms of his Connecticut Boyhood come out, and he telis what "we done and why we done) it," or "guesses the commission will have to go to the documents for that." But in one part of his testimony on the day the writer was present he became highly dramatic—actually thrilling. That was when he told of his experience with the wild Indians of Nevada: how Winnemucca could rally 2,000 warriors; how his band had defeated the soldiers and killed 175 persons at Big Meadow; how he and the Central Pacific made a special treaty with Winnemucca, gave him a special car free, carried his peo ple free on the freight trains, and how all this produced a lasting peace with those Indi ans, till now the sage brush plains of Nevada were as safe as the Mohawk vale and in & fair way to blossom as the rose. In short, Mr. Huntington waxed so eloquent in various statements of what he had done for his coun try and his fellow citizens, that it was actu ally pathetic; and one felt for the time that the persecuted patriot should be dismissed with a pension. He had just got warmed up in his first di gression of this nature when Gen. GrenvUle M. Dodge, the not ed engineer-in-chief of the Union Pacif ic, entered and took a seat near him, Gen. Dodge is ini rather feeble health; his form, which was once so upright at the head Of his Iowa soldiers, is sadly bowed, and as he leaned forward to catch the words of the witness, his hand held to his "good ear" in dicated that that sense too was failing. Some thing in Mr. Huntington's testimony seemed *- -»-»use the general hugely; he repressed his laughter with difficulty, and in the most pathetic portions grew red in the face and was almost convulsed. But his own turn came next and he was extremely grave, an swering all Mr. Anderson's questions promptly and with the explicit directness of the engineer. Physically he is a striking con trast to Mr. Huntington. The latter's phy sique suggests immense reserve power; his •ye is of a Deculiar gray—a deep, terribly earnest eye—while his nose Is neither aqui line, Grecian, Roman nor Hebrew, but a straight, composite, Yankee nose—one might say it was in the style of the Connecticut renaissance. Other notable figures in the room are those of A. A. Cohen, Esq., attor ney for the Central Pacific, and Judge Dil lon, the same for the Union Pacific. Like all the other participants they are physically solid, wholesome looking men. Indeed, the work these men are engaged in, especially tho railroaders, is not the sort of task foi which slim little men are selected. A look at this commission, with the attorneys and witnesses, is a pleasing proof that Americans are in no wise degenerated from the old Aryan stock. __ A PALACE OF GOLD. King Corn and His Temple In tlie West. The land of corn is the west. Not the corn of Egypt, but Indian corn, known to the tyro in geography as "maize." No waiter in a New York restaurant would know what you meant if you asked for corn griddle cakes. Indian meal is the name by which he knows corumeal. The writer once asked a waiter, w ho was bringing a plate of nice brown cakes, if they were of cornmeal. "No, sir; they are Indian," was his reply. But everywhere west of the Alleghenies every waiter knows all about corn. Amoi.g people who have never breathed western air the idea obtains that the west is simply a gigantic cornfield, with Indians lurking suspiciously between tho rows and buffalo ranging de fiantly around its edges. Perhaps they get their idea from "The Hoosier Schoolmaster." Mrs. Means thought it the part of wisdom to "buy more land to raise more corn to feed more hogs." Heretofore the west has raised its corn as a matter of course and made no parade about it. Now it has made up its mind that its com is a thing to be proud of, and that it is quite time to pay it some honor, since it is its special source of wealth and commercial strength. Somebody says that after the citi zens of the west liegan to realize how mighty a factor in civilization was their corn, "the matter became important at once, and the plain, yellow ear of corn has now the respect of thousands of people who never gave it more than a passing thought before." Sioux City. Neb., is alive to it, if you please. That city is going to have a corn ju bilee, commencing Oct. 3 and ending Oct. 8 . And its great feature will be a corn palace— an allegorical temple of Ceres—a marvelous creation, as the picture represents, created out of shining, simon pure yellow com. At least it will be mostly of the yellow corn. "Wheat and other cereals will be used as trimmings. In Sioux City corn is king, and the Corn Palace jubilee will undoubtedly establish his reign more securely and award him the hom age which is his due. "Yes, corn is king," says the voice of the west, "and for twenty-five years his kingdom has been growing. He has done good deeds; he has endeared himself to the hearts of his people. He has fed them with bread and with meat; he has made some rich, and he has made many comfortable who before were veriest slaves. He has been too busy with the welfare of his people even to think of self. His honor has been the honor of useful ness—not tlie glory and pomp and circum stance of empty reputation." CORN PALACE, SIOUX CITY. The jubilee will have an exhibit of all the products of the surrounding territory. Cereals and vegetables from below as well as above the earth will be displayed. Besides, they will have no end of bauds of music, mil itary drills, street illuminations and every gorgeous thing to be thought of. Sir Charles Russell. Sir Charles Russell, the eminent English barrister, who is coming to America some time during the autumn for the purpose of studying such por tions of the Federal machinery of the United States as bear directly upon the home rule ques tion, was born in Newiy,in the north of Ireland, fifty four years ago, was graduated at Trin- -?r ity college, Dublin, and was called to the bar in London in 1S59. In a very few years he had become one of the sir Charles russell. principal figures of the northern circuit, and at the ago of 39 he had attained the silk gown of a queen's counsel. Ho en tered public life in the parliament of 18S0 as a Liberal for the small Irish borough of Dundalk, but was deterred from taking an active part by the conflict between the anti-Nationalist attitude of his party and his own Irish sympathies. When, in the succeed ing parliament, Gladstone, now a convert to home rule, formed his memorable home rule ministry, Russell was brought into it as attorney general. He became from the out set one of the four or five chief personages cf that cabinet, as he will be of the new one should Mr. Gladstone be again called to Dower. Mending Matters. Charley (aged 8 —to his sister Fannie's new beau)—Say, Mr. Sophtly, Fannie said last night that you were not such a fool as you looked. Billy (aged 7)—Why, Charley, she didn't Bay anything of the sort. Mr. Sophtly—I should imagine not, Billy. Why did she say ? Billy—She said you didn't look as great a fool as you were.—Tid Bits. «S3 HOW THEY DID IT. MOBILIZATION OF THE FRENCH MILITARY RESERVES. The French People and the French Jour nals Enthusiastic Over tho Success of the Scheme—A Country Mayor with a Mania for Arresting Correspondents. N 1S70 tho French people rushed into war with mad en thusiasm, only to find within a fort night that they were wretchedly prepared, while the Prussian army was in the highest state of efficiency. French pride was cruelly wounded, but the lesson was well learned. In addition to the regular army, which exceeds 400,000 men, tho French have put on a semi military footing all the militia of the first class and nearly as many reserves. As these are working citizens in time of peace, and only to be called out in an emergency, the problem was to make them ready for war at short notice and yet leave them citi zens. The system adopted is called the mobilization of the corps d'armee. The plan is that of Gen. Boulanger, some time since removed from the office of secretary of war ; but his scheme has been carried out with signal success by the present secretary. There are eighteen of these corps d'armee—each comprising the militia of a given district. When the enrollment, ar rangement and preliminary drills were com plete, it was decided to select one district, no tify the men to assemble at once, complete the arranaements and make the success a test. The district selected was in the south of / 1 TIIE MAYOR OF FINSAQUEL. France, the six departments centering at Toulouse ; and the experiment was a perfect success. Within twenty-four hours 40,000 men were at the military depots ready for active service! The illustrated papers of Paris give graphic accounts of tlie proceedings, with illustra tions, some of which we reproduce. The Seventeenth army corps, the one selected, is commanded by Gen. Breart, who served with great distinction in Africa in 1850-57, in Italy in 1S59, in the Mexican expedition and the war with Prussia, and has risen by regular degrees from sous lieutenant to division general. Pursuant to a law passed on the 29th of July the government first issued pri vate directions to all the commanders of the six departments included in the district of the Seventeenth corps. Placards were then shipped to the mayor of every commune to be held for orders. On the 30th of August, at 8 p. m., the telegraphic order went out: "Mobilize the active troops of the Seven teenth corps d'armee. The first day of mo bilization is Aug. 31." A few minutes after the dispatch was re ceived at the principal towns of the district the mayors were notified, and next morning the people saw this on the bulletin boards: EXPERIMENT OF MOBILIZATION. In execution of the law of July 29, 1887, the minister of war orders the mobilization of the staff, service and corps de troupe cf the active army stationed in the territory of the Seven teenth region of the corps d'armee; oiso the re quisition of animals, carriages and harness neces sary to the completeness, etc. [Then follow minute directions as to the way each one shall report to his immediate superior. 1 The ciyil and military authorities are respon sible for the execution of these directions. The Minister of War', Gen. Perron. Every man enrolled was soon on the march to his rendezvous. The next day they were massed, the next they were armed and equipped and the next joined their regiments. The railways and telegraphs of the whole district passed at once under military con trol, and 150 trains passed through Tou louse in one night carrying men and supplies. The cavalry and artillery were equipped from their own depots; requisitions on the peasants brought the needed horses and carts for transport ser v ice ; details were at once made for all branches of field work, especially constructing field railways; accounts with all who fur nished animals or supplies were care fully made out, and so the mobilization was complete. In • ee days tho Seventeenth corps was ready to inarch; in a week it was prepared for an arduous cam paign. The French exult over this brilliant success. Their journals as sure us, with pa triotic fervor, that if the other corps do ( so well — and of course they will GEN. BREART. France can put into the field with marvelous rapidity 1 , 000,000 soldiers and still have the 800,000 "réservistes" to serve as territorial troops. The rapid concentration proves that every detail had been worked out. The ter ritory of France is compact; the railroads center toward the north and east, and are in a high state of efficiency; they can be taken any minute by the government, and so, if Franca does go to war soon, we may expect 0 contest to dwarf all that have gone before it. "Ah, if we had only been as well prepared in 18701" say the Radicals, with a sigh. But the Conservative journals express a hope that this perfect preparation will prevent war, and Le Monde Illustre says: "We need not disguise the fact that this great experiment in mobilization will be keenly regarded by the foreigner, and that on the activity, zeal and good will of each participant will depend the impression it will give, beyond our boundaries of our military condition. It will be a graj*i moral victory if the foreign organs worthy of attention shall say after the fact is proved : Franceis indeed prepared for any dealings with other nations hereafter." Three features of this mobilization are strikingly characteristic of modern war: the use of the railroad and telegraph, and espe cially the deference everywhere paid the cor respondents of the Paris journals. Though they held sjiecial passes and received special honore at headquarters, they were regarded with suspicion in the smaller communes, and three of them were arrested as Prussian spies ! So the fun was not all on one side, hut they have their revenge in picturing the "back woods mayor," as follows: "We have l»een arrested three times and taken before the mayors. The mayor of Pin saquel is worthy of a place in Plutarch. We found the vigorous old fellow GO years old, before his baker's oven, naked down to the belt; and his patriotic and energetic language greatly moved us." The car load of Montag nords (peasants from the slopes of the Pyre nees) is highly suggestive of scenes in the United States in 18G2-G4; while they joke, laugh and bear up with a show of-resolution, it is evident that they are just from the plow, "drafted into the army" and secretly wishing themselves at home once more. In conclu sion, we may say that this success in rapid mobilization makes the French military force now the equal of any in the world. Extraor dinary rapidity of concentration and move ment was the crowing glory of the German army in 18GG and 1870. Gen. Boulanger adopted this method of testing the great mili tary machine the French have created at such expense, and the result adds immensely to the military prestige of the republic. GEN. ROGER A. PRYOR. V * r Tlie Man Who Will Argue the Anarch ists' Case. Gen. Roger A. Pryor, who has consented to aid in trying to save the necks of the Chi cago Anarchists, is a native of Vir ginia, and is 5S years old. In 1S45 he graduated from Hampden Sidney college and adopted tho profession of law, but gave it up on account of bad health. In 1851 he entered journalism, and was connected l with The Washing ton Union and The Richmond Enquir er. Iu 1855 he was GEN ' ROGER A ' FRY0R ' appointed by President Pierce a spe cial Pbmmissioner to Greece to ad just certain difficulties with that coun try. On his return he re-entered journalism, established a paper called The South, which ran for eighteen months and stopped. He then connected himself with The Washington States, and was soon after ward elected a representative from Virginia to the Thirty-sixth congress. He was a member of the Confederate con gress during the war and received the rank of brigadier general. In 1804 he was cap tured by the Union troops, but was shortly afterward released. Since the war he has spent most of his time in New York. REAR ADMIRAL MULLANY. ')fc Close of tlie Eventful Career of a Brave Man. At Bryn Mawr, recently, Rear Admiral J. R. Madison Mullany passed away. He had reached the ripe age of three score and ten, and had been in the naval service forty-five years. He entered it as a midshipman in January, 1S32. In that capacity he served six years and was then promoted to passed midshipman. Six years later ho became a lieutenant. Seventeen years after that pro motion he was made commander. Five years after that he wore the uniform of a captain, and three years from that time he was a com modore. During the war he commanded tho steamer Wyandotte, the sailing ship Supply and the steamers Oneida and Bien ville. He captured eleven blockade runners which sailed under the British flag. In May, 18G5, be re turned to Philadel phiawith the steamer Bienville and assumed y charge of the ord nance department at the New York admiral mullany. navy yard. There he remained three years. Later he com manded the steamship Richmond for three years, and the Mediterranean squadron of the European fleet for a year, and returned to the United States in November, 1871. On Oct. 5,1872, he took command of the navy yard, and was subsequently in charge of the League Island naval stations, from which he was ordered to the Naval Asylum governorship, which he held until Oct. 27, 1879, when he vacated that position and was placed on the retired list. Not the Work. "How much will you charge to go up to my house and black a small—a very small— stove?" he asked of one of the colored brigade at the market. "Jist as much as I would to black .a large —a very large—stove, sah." "But it won't take so much blacking nor rubbing." "No, sah, but dose fings doan' count. It '3 gittin' mo away from the market an' depriv in' me of de chancr fur religious diseusbuu dat I charge fur."- -Detroit Free Press. A Dutiful Son. Teacher (of spelling class)—Tommy Trad dies, you may spell cigarette. Tommy Traddles (somewhat ill prepared)— Well-er-my pa won't let me thmoke 'em, an' I don't think he'd care tc have me tlipell 'em. —New York Sun. Omaha's Notion of It. New York Broker—Is there room for an other street item? New York Financial Editor—Yes, lean get in a few lines. "Well, I've just consummated a stock deal." "All right, 1 11 put it iu. Did you make anything;" "Yessirree, I made $17 by the operation." "Very well, I'll announce that Air. Blank, the coining Napoleon of Finance, cleared $2,000,000 yesterday by a shrewd deal." "That's the idea. How much?" "Ten dollars."—Omaha World.