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Helena, Montana, Thursday, May 24, 1888. No. 26 cralil. R. E. FISK D. W. FISK. I. J. FISK Publishers and Proprietors. Largest Circulation of any Paper in Montana -o Rates ol Subscription. WEEKLY HERALD: One Year, (in advance).............................13 00 81x Month», (In advance)............................... 1 75 Three Months, (in advance)........................... 1 0° When not paid for in advance '.he rate will be Four Dollars per yeaii fostajce, in all cases. Prepaid. DAILY HERALD: City Subscribers,delivered by carrier SI .00a month One Year, by mail, (In advance)................. Î9 00 81 x Moriths.'by mail, (in advance)............... 5 00 Three Months, by mail, (in advance)........... 2 50 If not paid in advance, S12 per annum. [Entered at the Postoffiee at Helena as second class matter.] J^"Ail communications should be addressed to FISK BROS., Publishers, Helena, Montana. THE TEA PARTY. With acorn cups and saucers. And lovely oak leaf plntqf, A taper for a table-cloth. And bits of stone for weights Because the wind in frolic • Might blow it all away. We children had a company In I edar Woods to-day. We had a loaf of gingerbread From grandma's l>est receipt. The very nicest kind of cake For hungry l>oys to eat. We had Aunt Sarah's cookies. And biscuit made with yeast. And sandwiches of course beside— A real royal feast. We'd asked our cousin Lucy And Dr. Perkins' Fred. And pretty Lottie Sanderson, And merry Jack and Ned. But sitting by her window, As dull as dull could be, We saw. as to the woods we went, That fretful May McGee. "Poor little lonesome cripple. No wonder she is cross ; We all of us n ight be the same," So pleaded darling Floss. And as we looked and listened. We thought about a way To make a sort of litter And carry little May. You should have seen her wonder, You should have heard her laugh We had a splendid time with May, A better time by half Than if we'd left her pining A prisoner by herself, As lonely as a single cup Upon the kitchen shelf. And since we've thought about it, We mean to have a care. And always in our pleasant things Let some forlorn one share; And thus, our mother tells us. We'll keep the golden rule. And send the happy times along, At home, at play, in jchooi. IN AN ALBUM. The misspelt scrawl upon the wall By some Pompeian idler traced, In ashes packed [iron'c fact !] Lies eighteen centuries uneflaced, While many a page of bard and sage, Deemed once mankind's immortal gain. Lost from Time's ark leaves no more mark Than a keel's furrow through the main. O, Chance and Change! our buzz' range Is scarcely wider than a fly's; Then let us flv at Fame to-day. To-moirow'be unknown and wise; And while the fair beg locks of hair. And autographs, and Lord knows what, Huick ! let us scratch our moment's match. Make our brief blaze and be forgot Too pressed to wait, upon her slate. Fame writes a name or two in doubt ; Fcarce written, these no longer please, And her own linger rubs them out ; it may ensue, fair girl, that you Years hence this yellowing leaf may see. And, put to task, your memory ask in vain, "This Lowell, who was he?" FAME'S HIGHWAY. do not think the path of fame alluring __ For those who seek for liuppiness in life. Is laurels fade its joys are not enduring, '£1 Its ways are ways of strife. 0 scale Its heights we tax our vital forces; We spend our strength for some imagined hour ; I'e miss delights that flow from countless sources ; We give content—for power. I'e bruise our hearts and rub them sore and bleeding Against the world's rough edges. While in 1 drags our sacred sorrows forth, unheeding. For all mankind to see. think to sit in some sweet home obscurely, And never wear the laurel or the bay, oy comes to us more peacefully ami purely Than on Fame's great highway. GREATNESS. He may be great who proudly rears For eoming years strong pyramids ; But greater he who hourly builds A character by noble deeds. He may l»e wise whose mind is filled With all the wisdom time has given ; Who sees and does his duty well Is wiser in the sight of heaven. It mav be grand to deck the walls With pictures by rare genius wrought. Greater it is to line the soul With tints and gtms of noble thought. He mav i>e great who can indite Songs that shall every bosom thrill ; He who knows how to make his life A poem grand is greater still. .MEN AND DEEDS. Wanted, men. Not evstems fit and wise. Not faith with rigid eyes. Not wealth in mountains piled. Not power with gracious smile. Not e'en the potent pen— Wanted, men! Wanted, deeds ! Not words of winning note. Not thoughts from life remote, Not fond religious airs, Not sweetly languid prayers, Not softly scented creeds— Wanted, deeds. Men and deeds. They that can dare and do. Not longing of the new. Not prating of the old ; (Food life and actions bold, These the occasion needs— Men and deeds. Clock Dials. We liave sixty divisions on the dials of ir clocks and watches, becansed the old reek astronomer, Hipparchus, who lived the second century before Christ, ac nted the Babylonion system ot reckon g time, that system being sexagesimal, te Babylonians were acquainted with e decimal system, but for common or actical purposes they counted by "sossi id ' sari," the "sossos" representing sixty id the "soros'' sixty times sixty—360. rom Hipparchus that mode of reckoning und its way into the works of Ptolemy, xmt 150 A. D., and thence was carried swn the stream of science and civiliza on and found its way to the dial plates of tr clocks and watches. GOTHAM FASHION TALK. IN THE SPRING THE YOUNG GIRL'S FANCY TURNS TO BONNETS. Olive Harper Talks About Headdresses, the Latest Thing Oat for the Pampered Pug Dog, and Various Other Matters for Women Headers. [Special Correspondence.] New York, May 3. —There is such a bewildering array of beauties to see both in the stores and upon the street that the poor fashion writer must be pardoned for mixing things up a little. However virtuously I set to work to devote my observations to wraps, gowns or hosiery there are always new bonnets to be seen £*> y» ivf £ MOKE CONDENSED SWEETNESS, that instantly seduce my fancy, and I take note of those that particularly attract, and think, weil, after all I may as well make this letter about bonnets. And then I come suddenly upon a sight of some other attraction, and I always end by having a perfect muddle of everything in my mind, and out of the fullness of the mind the pen writeth. Besides you pays your money and you takes your choice. Those who don't want to see a bonnet may be dying to know the newest style in harness for pug dogs, and i n order that those may know the very "proper est caper" in such things, is pre sented a lovely harness which has just been made for Mrs. Langtiy'a pug. The harness is of rich blue velvet, hea^y embroidered with gold buttons MRa LAKGTRY8 wherever needed. The edge has a very handsome gold and silver braid. The buckles are of gold, with silver fret work, and the hook is of gold, with a silver chain. There is no handle to lift him by, as Mrs. Langtry never takes him out to walk, and therefore doesn't need such an aid to swing him over gutters. It is a pity that there is not a fashion of having a strong belt or harness with a handle by which mothers and nurses could lift little children over gutters and up steps without dragging them by main force by one tiny, delicate little arm. But then fashion will never permit that some mothers should bestow as tender care upon their little ones as they do on their dogs. If it were so these mothers would at least put tags on their children with their own names upon them, so that strangers who saw the abuses the nurse girls inflict upon their helpless charges could send word to the parents. Mrs. Langtry is having some very pretty gowns made at a leading house, and the most of them show a decided leaning toward the D i rectoire style, which her beautiful figure will set off finely. But there are two other dresses, one of which is worth mention. It is of peach blow col ored linen lawn, with India silk figured drapery, and a pink surah corsage, with a berthe of old point lace, yellow with age. One lady who saw it wondered from whom it had been bought, as it has evi dently been used in several successive gen erations, but as I never peddle ill natured gossip I won't repeat the information. The skirt of this gown is made with the short apron drapery which Mrs. Langtry particularly affects, and knife pleats be low it. Mrs. Langtry had her hair cut short a few months ago, and since then has been using various hair restorers with very indifferent success. In one of the most renowned millinery houses I found some such "sweet loves" that I cannot help but show them, and be low offer a puzzle for all mankind. What are they? Why, simply the foundation of a bonnet and an untrimmed hat. The thing, which resembles a kind of cross between an autumn leaf and a de formed clamshell, is the hat, and it only wants a ribbon, a bit of lace or a feather and a pretty face beneath it to MRS. LANGTRY'S NEW EST DRESS. WHAT ARK THEY? a. thin* of beauty. The bonnet, when adorned with about seven pounds of jet, feathers, velvet ribbon and flowers, will be a dream of beauty and worth its weight in hundred dollar greenbacks. If ever I get rich I mean to have a bonnet made out of shirred thousand dollar bills, with bows made of ten thousand dollar government four per cents, and then folks can tell at a glance how much my bonnet cost. Why, some women tell you they paid seventeen times as much as they did for their bonnets. There could be no de ceiving in such an one as I pro pose. It wouldn't be a bit worse than to carry around with you a jew eler's guarantee, as one or two women I know do, when they wear their big dia monds, and that, too, resembles the wear ing of a certain depth of crape folds or veils to measure the widow's grief with. It is the rule in the very best New York circles that the younger the widow the deeper the mourning must be, and the more exact all the little accessories which -»really do have a groat influence in the proper display of grief. The hems to mourning veils are the same width, four inches on both ends, and nothing but the dullest of jet. The most lusterless goods and gloves are permissible. The hand kerchiefs are not only black bordered but have embroidery in black all over, and the newest fashion for interesting young widows is to wear black crape caps in stead of the white, so long de rigueur. After the modes for widows came those for hunting, not that anything particular is meant bv the juxtaposition, though some may imagine that guns in the bands of the wives may result in the wearing of mourning garb a trifle later for t 1 o un lucky husbands. But it is really quite an idea among the advanced young ladies who have wearied of croquet and tennis, and who like to be considered brave and mannish, to at least make a pretense of hunting. Now that the laws make it proper to go gunning for spar rows it may be that they are trying to annihilate the poor little things. These young ladies are those who have money and leisure, and they like to have thein MOURNING ACCESSIONS. NEW WIDOW'S CAP. selves talked about in the newspapers. These same Murray Hillers, as they are called, are those who on yachting excur sions steer the boat or boss the engineer, or fish over the side with their mouths full of bait. These are the same that ride along the bridle paths in the park and wear dresses to a public ball that would shame a Fiji islander, and when they marry they have a grand blow out, six preachers, ten bridesmaids, and then they are never heard of again. They have had their day. But, after all their striving, they never really look like a man, act like one, nor do they ever vote, so what is the use of trying so very hard when they know they can't? Now just contrast those foolish girls who want to be man like with the pretty female girl who is just dressed for a visit ora promenade! See the gentle, feminine air and the utter belief in the becomingness -A NEW HUNTING COSTUME, of her apparel, particularly her bonnet. Note the soft little curls and puffs and sashes, the dainty bracelets, the girlish attitude, and though we sadly admit that she seems to be sampling a very suspicious looking mixture, she is in her simple, sweet, irreflective and graceful daintiness a far more "killing" person than either of her hunting sisters. With her and her kind everybody is content. Olive Harper. A ramiiy inn. c Old Friend—And how are the boys getting along! Proud Father—-Splendidly, splendidly. They both live in the same town and both are getting rich. "Glad to hear it; very glad. The elder one, 1 remember, learned the trade of shoe making. YYkat is the other one !" _"Hä1s a corn doctorJf—Omaha World. MARY JANE'S LETTER. IT TREATS OF TOPICS UPPERMOST IN WASHINGTON. A Woman's Idea of the State of Affair* at the National Capital, Spiced Here and There -.rith Piece# of Appropriate Verse. [Special Correspondence ] Washington, May 3. —"Dickey," said I, this morning, as 1 sat down to write, "will you suggest, on this beautiful May day, an appropriate stanza as an opening ode, so to speak, for my letter from the capital?" "Well," said she, "what's the matter with Tm going to be Queen of the May, Mother, I'm going to be Queen of the May?"' "But I'm not," said I; "I've got a sore throat now, clear down to the end of my toes, and I'm not seekiug funeral honors." "Hows this one, then?" and she caroled ont: In the spring a fuller crimson Conies upon the M. C.'s nose; In the spring the Flat malaria Struts around the town and crow*. "It's libelous," said I. "The greater the truth the grea" "There, that will do," 1 interrupted her; "I guess I can furnish my own poetry," and I proceeded to write while she resumed her reading But Dickey was not so far wrong in her rhyme—of course, I refer to the spring malaria, and not to the nose of the mem her of congress, for, like death, that hath all seasons for its own. * * * Outwardly, Washington is fair to look upon just now, with its budding trees and blooming flowers—an open volume of a botanical work illustrated in colors—but the spring time has lacked the ethereal mildness of tradition and the roses and the lilies are not occupying the attention of the people to as great an extent as quinine and liver pads. I noticed one druggist advertising three dozen one grain quinine capsules for ten cents, and 437 J grains in bulk for sixty-nine cents. With quinine at that price, even the poorest can have the "chills," bnt I am of the opinion that most of us would prefe- high priced quinine and less "chills." * * • I was out making some calls the other day. The firstri'ace 1 stopped this con versation c.'c.hE d: "How do you do?" said I. "Oh," was the reply. "I'm not very well. I have a cold and sore throat, and every body in the house has. I think colds are catching this spring." Then we talked about our ailments awhile, and I went on to another place. "How do you do?" said I. "Oh, I'm not very well. I have a cold and a sore throat, and everybody in the house has. I think colds are catching this spring." Then I went on to half a dozen more houses and heard the same thing at each place, until I began to wonder if colds weren't catching, and went home to get a disinfectant, and have had a cold and sore throat ever since. * * * Of course, the "Potomac flats" and "this dreadful Washington climate" receive the censure, but I have been talking with a few doctors, and they are complaining be cause business is poor, and one, I know, has given up his house and gone to board ing, because of "hard times." In my private opinion the whole diffi culty is the unusually cold spring, and this is attributed to Gen. Greely, ouï weather chief, who was unsuccessful in finding the North Pol» where it was sup posed to be, and is trying to graft » North Pole of his own raising onto the national capital. "What did you want to say all that for?' asked Dickey, when 1 read to her what 1 had written. "You'll knock the capital boom clear out." "No I won't," said I. "I won't hurt it a particle. Washington is so sweet and clean, so beautiful in her metropolitan forests, so fragrant in her flowering parks and squares, so restful in her quiet, so fair beneath her soft blue skies, that if there were no aches nor pains her people would lose their hope of a more glorious hereafter in the doubt that the existence of such a place were possible. " "Oh!" said she, incredulously, and I took np my pen again. *** I saw a pretty sight in the house of representatives, or rather a brace of them, one day last week. It was a dull, dreary afternoon with nothing of interest going on, except a long, prosy speech by some body nobody cared to listen to, on some subject nobody wanted to know anything about, and the members were enjoying themselves in their own way. Over on the Democratic side sat Repre sentative Oates, of Alabama, known since the "late lamented" Dead Locl^as the king of the filibusters, the man wno, like Leonidas of old, held the pass against overwhelming numbers, and who after six days and two nights of battle made conditions with the enemy equivalent to a victory and possibly established a pre cedent that the minority rules. He was at his desk in the last row and in front of him, partly in his lap and partly in the desk, was his 4-year-old-boy, a beautiful little fellow, busily engaged in assisting his father to pare an orange. Mr. Oates has but one arm, the other having been left on some southern battle field, and the boy would hold the orange down on the desk with one of his hands while he pulled away the paring as his father manipulated the knife. All his mind was devoted to the work before him. and the presence of so many statesmen was a matter of the supremest indifference. His father appeared not less absorbed, and as the gray head and the flaxen head were bent low together over the golden fruit, I — ,J help but admire the picture and could not but feel that the statesman was something less than the father. While this pretty little domestic scene was being enacted on the Democratic side of the house, another equally as interest ing and quite as domestic was taking place on the Republican side. Congress man Rockwell's boy. a second edition of the young Oates, was in one of the aisles withapieo) of rope fifteen or eighteen feet long, to the other end of which was attached Congressman Bayne, of Pitts burg, on the sofa back of the desks. The boy would heave and sit on the rope, and then the shrewd states man would ease his hold and the boy would come dowu with a dull thud and two or three times a back somer sault, only to come up smiling again, as every congressman along the aisle laughed at his downfall. Pretty soon the fun be came contagious, and the entire busi ness of that section of the house centered on the boy with the rope, and everybody was grabbing at it. Tom Reed, the good humored Maine states man, was especially active, and as the boy would chase up and down, dragging the rope over Reed's statuesque No. 14 would come down on it and bring the kid up with a jerk, and then he would coun ter and come hack, tangling the line in all the legs in the aisle, and having only that kind of fun a hoy can have when he has full swing and the spanking power is not available. The sport continued for quite a while, and, although it may have been rather undignifie d for national legislators on duty, it certainly did not detract from their popularity among the highly amused spectators in the gallery. "And a little child shall lead them." * • * Horsebacking is the favorite sport— the craze, I may so speak—of Washingtofi at present, and fox hunts and paper hunts ami drag hunts are the highest form of social excitement. Every young woman in town, almost, has a riding habit, whether she has a horse or not, and they are very popular, for there's nothing so becomes a pretty figure as a snug rid ing habit, and the girls all know it. The ordinary riding is quite safe, even to the amateurs, but a hunt always re sults in a harvest of hurts, and a girl that can't show several black and blue spots, have an ankle twisted out of joint, a still neck from a tumble, or an arm in a sling, is considered very tame indeed. Among the men scars are a glory, too, and Secretary Whitney was trotting around on crutches at a very recent date. The swell paper hunts are quite the thing, you know, and the government is always well represented, hut I have it from good authority that President Cleveland con siders such time wasted, and looks with positive distaste upon the sight of his high subordinates risking life and limb in a mad chase for a scrap of paper. I was talking to one of these fair equestriennes yesterday. "J am invited to a german to-night," she said, "and I'm not going." "Why not?" said I, surprised. "Too tired and sore." "But you can walkthrough the figures." I suggested. "No, I can't. No german for me. 1 took my first horseback ride this morn ing and I can only walk 'Spanish' now." Not being up in fashionable slang, I didn't know just what she meant, hut she must have meant a good deal, for she laughed as one does who has said » very good thing unexpectedly. Mary Jane. Theosophists at Chicago. The Tlieosophists of America have re cently held a convention in Chicago, and we here present group portraits of some o# the more prominent delegates thereto. » 2 JÉ H. 8. OLCOTT. PROF. ELLIOTT COUES. WILLIAM Q. JUDGE. DIETZ. BLAYATSKY. The society was founded in New York, in 1875, by Mme: Blavatsky, with the co operation of Col. H. S. Olcott. Mme. Blavatsky is now at the head of the branch of the Theosophical society, which she es tablished in London. She has been suc ceeded in America by Professor Elliott Coues, who is president of the society. Among the early members of the group of which the society was originally com posed was Linda Dietz, the actress. Shd was at that time a favorite with the public, and was playing at the Union Square theatre. She has since retired from the stage, and has disappeared from public view. Then there was Mr. W. Q. Judge, a native of the Emerald Isle, who is now the secretary of the society. He has had charge of Mme. Blavatskyîs business affairs for many years. All the branches of the society were represented, twenty two in number, at the Chicago convention. It appeared from the records that there are now in the United States about 600 enrolled members, and several thousands secretly affiliated. The most progressive official in China is undoubtedly the governor of Formosa. On Chinese New Year's day his "Yamen" In Taipak-fu was illuminated by the elec tric light, and it is his intention to have the whole city lighted by electricity as soon as it may be possible.—New York World. is a a WASHINGTON GOSSIP. THE FORTUNATE MAJ. BURKE AND HIS REMARKABLE CAREER. The Handsomest Hand in the United States, and How It Was Secured by an Artist—Some Information Regarding the Post Office Department. [Special Correspondence.) Washington. May 10.—I understand that Maj E A Burke, of The New Or leans Times Democrat, has made a new strike Early last year he secured control of a large tract of thickly timbered lands near Birmingham. Ala., and organized a syndicate to buy it. He laid out a town, and on April 12. 1887, held his first auc tion sale of lots The only house on the place was a little frame hut, which served as his office and the streets which had been cut through the woods were filled with fallen timber Nevertheless, the sale of lots of that day realized $150,OUO. The town was then called Bessemer, and this money was used in part to improve it. The big hotel that Maj Burke had constructed adjoining the exposition grounds at New Orleans, and which had cost him an enormous sum of money, was taken down, moved to this town and re constructed on an elaborate scale. Two other big hotels were built, blocks of brick buildings were put up, iron furnaces were constructed, and at the present time the amount invested in furnaces and roll ing mills is $1.200,000. The town is in the best iron region of the Birmingham dis trict. four railroads have been surveyed into the city, and three of these run trains regularly The town has now 350 brick buildings, and it is within five miles of coal and near to limestone. Maj. Burke's land has jumped from nothing to fabulous prices, and it is said that he can sit. down, fold his arms and within a few- years he will be worth $10,000,000. * * * Maj Burke's career reads like a romance, and lie has had as many ups and downs as any man in the country He is a tall, thin, handsome man, about 50 years of age. well educated in the school of active life, and full of energy When the war broke out he w as working on a railroad ir Texas, and one of his first enterprises was a wagon factory which he established there He failed at this, and after the war was over went to New Orleans, and here he first worked as a stone cutter in a marble yard. He soon went hack to rail roading, and after a short time became the general freight agent of the Jackson rail road lie was a member of the volunteer fire department, and it was through this that he stepped into politics. He has been a number of times state treasurer and state tax collector, and in the various national conventions lie has taken a promi nent part. He was at the head of the Louisiana delegation at the convention which nominated Gen. Hancock, and he was a strong supporter of Cleveland at Chicago. It is now eight years ago since he bought The New Orleans Democrat, and he afterward purchased The New Orleans Times, and made The Times Democrat the best paper of the Gulf states. He has run a northern paper in a southern city, and he has brought the same brains into it that he used in business. It was Maj Burke who organized the New Orleans exposition, and who made it a success in every way hut financially. He w-orked night and day at this, and lost, 1 am told, nearly a fortune in it. He was bound to have a good exposition if he didn't have a fortune, and he had it. Maj. Burke lives very nicely in New Or leans. He has a beautiful house, built after the fashionable style of architecture of that city, on one of the best streets, and its large parlors are elegantly fur nished. He is a very hospitable man, and he is a strong friend of Gen. Diaz, of Mexico. He has done, perhaps, as much for New Orleans as any man connected with that city, and he is too active a man to let his fortune rust. What he will do with his $10,600,000 it is impossitle to conjecture, but in all probability it will form the foundation for Borne dazzling scheme, and it may be that he will capry out the idea of establishing a southern paper in New York, of which he thought seriously, I am told, some years ago. * * * Perhaps the most beautiful hand in any of the paintings of the United States is that depicted in the portrait of Martha Washington in the East room of the White House. It Is almost angelic in its beauty. Plump and aristocratic, with tapering fingerä and of a most delicate flesh tint, it is remarked upon by all vis itors, and the wonder of the artists is as to whether It is an ideal creation or whether it was copied from life. I spoke of this hand today to Professor E. A. An drews, the painter of the portrait, and he told me that it was an exact representa tion of the hand of Miss Austine Snead, the lady correspondent, who died within the last few days at Washington. Miss Snead was not beautiful as to her feat ures, but she had a most beautiful hand, and when Andrews painted the picture he got her to pose for this part of it, and thus preserved the counterfeit pre sentment of her hand forever. The model for this Martha Washington was, he tells me. a 6ewing girl, who had a beautiful figure, and who was of about Martha Washington's height. The cos tume was a magnificent Centennial dress gotten up by one of the richest ladies of New York for one of the Centennial par ties of 1876, and loaned to Mr. Andrews for use in this painting. * • * Mr. Andrews' portrait of Dolly Madison is now well under way. One of the soci ety girls of Washington is acting as model far it. She is a beautiful girl, with an exquisite form. He has had an elegant dress, made after the style of those which Dolly Madison wore, constructed for the young lady to wear during the posings, and lie goes into ecstasies over the beauty of Dolly Madison. He has had a good chance to study this most beauti ful of our president's wives of the past. All of her portraits possessed by her fam ily have been accessible to him, and ho has had conversations with a number of people who knew Mrs. Madison. He will represent her standing, with a turban cap on her head, and he says that she had re markable beauty of that Irish type which sometimes crops out in blue-black hair and bright blue eyes. "Dolly Madison's complexion." says he, "was of the purest and most delicate nature. Her parents, when she was a little child, hod her wear a white linen mask to keep every ray of sunshine from her complexion, and when i sne went to school a sun bonuet was j sewed on her head every morning by her mother, and long gloves covered her hands and arms. When she got older »lie was able to take care of her own complexion, and the result was she had one of the fairest and purest faces of American wo men. " * * * The archives of the postoffice depart I ment are wort b investigating. You n ay see old letters of Ben Franklin's, and some of his account books are kept in a glass case to show the visitors The first gen eral postoffice in the United States was that established by parliament for the colonies in 1710, and it was in 1735 that Dr. Benjamin Franklin was made deputy postmast«ir general In 1754 the mails were carried from New England to Phila delphia every week, and a lew years later a line of stage wagons was inaugurated between Boston and that city to carry the mails and passengers The Continental postoffice department was inaugurated with Benjamin Franklin as postmaster general at the beginning of our govern ment. and Franklin was to receive a salary of $4,000 a year The postmaster general now gets $8,000 a year; hut the first post master general after the revolutionary war was over and the new government was organized was appointed in 1789, and his salary was only $1,500. He was a Massachusetts man, and his name was Stephen Osgood. In 1790 there were seventy-five postoffices In the United States, and the general postoffice was taken from Philadelphia to New York city When congress was carried to Phil adelphia it was taken there, and when the government was removed to Washington its headquarters were established here. • * # The postmaster general was for years considered a very unimportant man in the cabinet He was looked upon more as a cleik than os a cabinet officer, and I do not think he ranked as a cabinet officer proper until the days of Amos Kendall and the presidency of Jackson. Kendall was one of Jackson's kitchen cabinet. He was a man of brains, an editor and a shrewd wire puller. He is charged with having written some of Jackson's state papers, and the truth seems to be that Jackson used him as a high class private secretary. He would, it is said, tell Ken dall his ideas and have him write them out for him. Kendall would have to write again and again a sentence until it ex pressed the exact shade of Old Hickory's mind. The result was that he was one of the most influential men at Washington, and ht> had his voice in the cabinet meet ings. *** A number of postmasters general of the past are still living, and Judge Joseph Holt and Horatio King, both of whom were postmasters general under Buchanan, re side at Washington. John A. J. Creswell, who was postmaster general under Grant, is well to do, and lives at Washington. Marshall Jewell died only a few years ago, and Judge Tyner, another of Grant's post masters general, is practicing law here. Judge Walter Q. Gresham is on the bench in Indiana, and is a candidate for the presidency. Frank Hatton has been an editor in New York and Chicago since he left the postoffice, and ex-Post master Gen eral Vilas is now secretary of the inte rior. The position is now the most important one of the cabinet, and it controls a irreater amount of patronage than any other. Its 50,000 postmasters are supplemented by an immense number of clerks, who serve both at Washington, on the railroads and as examiners an I inspectors u'.l over the country, and its chief is to the people at large almost as important a man as the president himself. Frank G. Carpenter. THE NEW CHIEF JUST ICE. Melville XV. Fuller Nominated by Presi dent Cleveland. President Cleveland has named a suc cessor to the late Chief Justice Waite, of the United States supreme court. Melville Weston Fuller, of Chicago, the nominee, is a man of 55, and was born in Augusta, Me. His father was Frederick A. Fuller, his mother Catherine Martin, daughter «I Chief Justice Nathan Weston. Melville W. was graduated at Bow doin in the class of 1853, E. J. Phelps, minister to England, being a classmate. Mr. Fuller began the study of law in i the office of his ancle, George melville w. fuller. Melville Weston, at Bangor. After at tending lectures in the law department of Harvard university he began the practica of his profession in Augusta in 1856« While waiting for clients he acted as editor of The Age. Some time later he went to Chicago, and there he soon had a lucrative practice. 1861 he was elected a member of the state constitutional con vention. In 1862 he was chosen to the Hlinois legislature, and, although a Demo crat, running each time in a strong Re publican district, ho was victorious by largo majorities. He was a delegate to the Democratic national conventions of 1864, 1872, 1876, and 1880. In 1860 he was selected by the citizens to deliver the address of welcome to Stephen A. Douglas, of whom he was an ardent admirer. *■ A Neat Bit of Evasion. Not a bad example of an ambiguous answer Is reported to the Listener by a northern tour ist, as coming from the pilot of a steamboat on the Georgia coast The tourist, who is a Yankee and was a Union soldier, was en gaged in an easy conversation with the pilot in a moment of the latter's relaxation, and the pilot told him certain war reminiscence* of an interesting character, without, how ever, directly intimating that he had any personal part in them. So the Yankee asked, point blank: "Which side were you on during the warf The pilot gave him a glance which seemed to say, "You are too inquisitive," and then answered: "I was on the other side." Then he changed the subject of conversa tion. The northern visitor is still speculat ing as to which the "other side" was; the other side from the questioner's, the other side from the side Georgia was on, the other ride of the ocean or the other side of thi Canadian border.—Boston Transcript.