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VOL. li. NO. 22. IGNATIUS DONNELLY, Editor- NO TICE. A tew of our subscribers] are stiil in arrears for their subscriptions. We do not desire to dun them, by card or letter. We cannot afford to depart from our rule which is payment in advance. No news paper can tie successfully conducted on any other principle. Printers’ labor and paper are both cash articles. We shall therefore be reluctantly compelled to strike off from our list, after this issue, every subscriber who has not paid up. Please consult therefore the number af ter your name upon the label on your paper, and if it is less than the “whole number” of this issue, you are in arrears and will please remit at once. That is to say the “whole number” of this issue is 74. It the number after your name on your label is less than 74, you are in ar rears for as many weeks as the differ- ence between the two sums. We will be reluctant to lose any of our readers but we are absolutely compelled to this course. So let us hear from you at once ORHANIZA TIOS OF THE HOUSE The National House of Representa tives has been organized with the elec tion ot lion. M.C. Kerr, of Indiana, as speaker. This is an excellent selection. Mr. Kerr is an able, scholarly, states manlike man, with an unblemished re cord morally and politically. RATIO CROW TIT Read the article from the Chicago Commercial Advertiser, in our Litch tield Department, descriptive of the town of Litchfield. Six years ago the site ot that town was a farm with a crop of wheat growing on it. Read now its long list o! business men and the ace >unt of its flourishing trades and manufactures; and you have some indication of the rapid growth of the country tributary to the main line of the St. Paul & Pacific Rail road. In six years from this time Stev ens county will possess a town the size of Litchfield, lor the soil is richer than the soil of Meeker county. THE INO EREND ENTS The Anti-Monopoliats.Grangers, Inde pendents, etc., met in Chicago, Decem ber Ist., and have issued a call which we publish in our next, for a national convention, to nominate a President and vice-Pri sident, to be belli in Indianapo lis, Wednesday. May 17th, 187<i. The ratio of representatives ol each state, will be double the number of represen tatives and senators in Congress for such state. At the meeting of Deceaiber Ist., William Elliott, Esq., of Rochester, represented Minnesota. All the north eastern and many of the eastern states were represented by delegates. The Shakopee Argus (Deni.) says The whole scheme of railroad tariffs as lately established between the west and cast is a downright robbery of the western people. Oh! if we could onlv nave legislatures and judges who could ami would realize that railroads were made lor the people and not the people for railroads, then* would be some chance tor the i*eople to protect themselves from such rob l«erv. But, alas! the people will continually elect men to be judges, senators and represen tatives because the men want the office and not because the people want the men in office. So it has been in tin* so it will continue to be m the future. This is all very pretty and we suppose the Argus means it; but for outsell we have lost all faith in the people. There is Amos I'oggswell, identified for years with the doctrine ol the power of the people to control the railroads, defeated lor senator; there is Dr. Westfall, a true and able advocate of the same doctrine left at home; there is Wm. Brown, one of the tew outspoken opponents of the Morse bill, in the last house, defeated tor the senate; there was David L. Buell, an Anti Monopolist defeated by 11,000 majority by a man who. to say the least, is not an Anti-Monopolist. Now the peo ple are beginning to howl. Let them suffer; we can stand it if thev can. And when they howl loudest we will talk to them about “rag babies” and the Pope. W ould not a learned disquisition about the beauties ot gold and silver compen sate them for the plunderings of the rail road cormorants. THE GRASS I/O ITERS We had an interesting visit the other day from Messrs. Wise and Whitman, two ot the commissioners appointed by Governor Davis to investigate pernicious grasshoppers. We learned trom them that the area now containing their eggs, waiting for the warmth ot next spring to hatch them out, is in the south west prai rie region ol the state, comprising the south-west corner of Brown county, the south half of Lyon and Lincoln counties, the north half of Jackson county, the The Anti-Monopolist west half of Martin county, the half cf Nobles and Murray counties, and the whole ot Cottonwood and Watonwan counties. This is an extensive area, and if they 7 are permitted to hatch with out molestation it is impossible to tore see what part of the state they may de vastate next. The experience of Blue Earth county demonstrates that the grasshoppers can be fought effectually hy the bounty plan. In that county 15,000 bushels of grass hoppers were destroyed. It was proved in LeSueur county that a bushel ot grass hoppers contained 200,000 insects. At this rate the number of hoppers destroy ed in Blue Earth county alone was thiee billions! These if not killed would have multiplied last fall at an average ot twen ty each and there would now be sixty billion eggs in tiie ground waiting for next spring to hatch out and tall in ter rible clouds on the crops of Minnesota. The state has heretofore given large sums to save the settlers in the grass hopper region horn starvation. Let them now offer the same money in bounties for the hoppers. THE SCHOOL ROOK IMPOSITION. The prices of school books are outrageously h'gh and the imposition is made almost un bearable to the m ijority ot those who send children to the public schools by the frequent changes of books required to suit the prefer ences, caprices or interests of teachers and school officers. Hut not therefore would we agree with Mr. Donnelly's project for the State to undertake the compiling and printing ot cheap* r books. < if coarse we venerate the aggregate wisdom of the people and admire its manifestations in the selections ot public servants, but still we think it would i>e beiter for lhe ]*eople if they bad fewer servants to pay jaud imagine that the usefulness of the public service might lie increased by subtiaction from instead of addi tion to th” u'erking force and its duties. Mr. Donnelly's plan, if once adopted, would inev itably result, wliatever he might intend, in board if supervision, committees of experts, superintendents, clerks, copyists, and so on. It would be, in fact, an asylum for incapable-} in nominal charge of a half dozen respectable old gentlemen who wouldn't have time to at tend to it and in actual charge of some small politician, lazy preacher or worthless teacher. It would lie, as are all such excree sonces upon government-, an expensive sham. The school book fraud, we think, can be reached more directly and with surer effect. For instrr.ee, the L“gislrture may enact as a condition of use, that the text book for public schools shall be supplied within certain fixed maximum rates. Publishers would probably accept the condition gracefully. If not, the Legislature could make sure of cheap books (and do away at the same time with that spe cious cover of fraud, “uniformity of text books,’’; by abolishing all superintendencies of schools outside ol school rooms, and mak ing it a misdemeanor (which ought to be pun ished with tar and feathers) for a school teach er or district officer to accept or hold any profit, interest reward or bribe from tho bock trade. If tiiat fails, why then suspend the schools un til a generation of honester men is grown, but (think of the railroad commission!)don’t create any more offices.- St. Paul Dispatch. We are glad to see that the leading pa pers of the state are discussing this im portant question. For years we have labored in vain to obtain legislation up on it; but despite the iact that “the school book fraud,” as Hall calls it. robs the people of Minnesota annually of a quarter of a million dollars, the House of Repn sentatives has each time pre vent'd reform. Our proposition was to appoint a com mission to see it they could obtain cheap books trom the publishers; but failing in that—and it is highly probatle that the publishers would combine together as they have done heretofore—then to engage men to prepare books and have the state own the the copyright thereof; and then give our home printers a chance to publish them at a given price, lot king to the scholars for thtir custom ers. In this way the state would be at no expense except tor the co«t of pre paring the books tor publication, and a lew thoesand dollars would cover that. Tin re are plenty > f publishers who would jump at the chance to print and furnish the books to all the schools of Minnesota at a reasonable rate. It was said by the school book agents that it was impossible to prepare such books as would be necessary: that the publishers had copyrighted their works and that we could not infringe upon their patents. True; but the onlv things copyrighted are the form and arrange ment of the matter; the matter itself, the tacts of arithmetic, geography, giam mar. history, etc., no man can copyright; they are the propertv ot the world. Will it be pretended that in all our high schools, colleges, normal schools and universities, men cannot be found able to place this material in proper form for the use of the schools ot the state. If so. we had better close up these institutions and dismiss the processors. Onr word for it, if the state offers a reasonable amount of compensation we will find no trouble in obtaining the books. We think we can pledge Prof. Roberts of Rochester for one work at least; and Prof. Campbell ot Hastings for another. Of course, the moment it becomes evi dent that the state is moving for relief, the great publishing houses will till the lobby of the legislature with a horde of knaves who will demonstrate beyond a doubt that the thing is utterly ble; thatin all the United States there * not the learning or the genius to get up an arithmetic based on rales that were known to the Eruptions 2000 rears be fore the time ot Christ: and that tbe ed- “SPEAK TO THE CHILDREN OF ISRAEL THAT THEY CO FORWARD.” SAINT PAUL, MINNESOTA, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 9, 1875. itor of the Anti-Monopolist is “a pestif erous little demagogue” who is engaged in a gigantic scheme to plunder the peo ple ; this last po nt will be made espe cially plain! And probably they will again defeat legislation and the people will groan and suffer tor another year. ANOTHER LETTER FROM SILEX. The Startling Adventures of Seagrave in Missouri. Old Bourbon, Missouri, Nov. 28,1875. Ed Anti-Monopolist You will doubtless be surprised to re ceive a b tter from me from this place, but, as the poet beautifully observes, “There ts a destiny which shapes our ends, Rough hew them as we will.” Stebbins says this is net true because destiny has left his end unshaped;—but the exception probably proves the rule ; and in Steb’s case deslin} 7 didn’t seem to have finished either of his ends. But 1 must explain how I come to be here. Immediately after Seagrave took bis departure for Bungtown, Arkansas, as related in my last letter, the Major (God biess his innocent and'cheertul heart,) telegraphed Mr. Sneider thft he had forwarded hint a candidate by ex press. in a dry goods box. and four demi johns ot No. 1 whisky. A week elapsed ; and the Major—at the very hour which he devotes in his back office to the pe rusal of the Pioneer-Press [alternately -miling at its republican utterances and damning its democratic doctrines in th same breath ;1 at this solemn hour,sacred of gods and men, at the very moment when the major was puzzling over one I Joe’s most complicated and involuted paragraphs, wiili a republican smirk on ids lips and an anti Democratic scowl on his perplexed and massive brow, an ir reverent telegraph boy rushed in with a message. It read:— Bcsart.wx, Arkansas. Nov. 22d, 1875. “Neither candidate uor whisky arrived yet. Where thed 1 are they? Town in a great -tate of excitement, especially about the whis ky. John Sxeidkr.” The Major dropped the Pioneer-Press and his lower jaw simultaneously, and in a dreadful state of perplexity adjourn ed into Mike Mullauey’s for drink and meditation. He had reached his fourth glass and his second thought when the irreverent boy rushed in again with an other telegram. The Major tore it open excitedly and read: Old Bookboh, Mo., Nov. 22, 1875. The whisky has given out. Send me twenty gallons more. Sbagbavb.” “Old Bourbon, Missouri!” ejaculated the Major; “what in thunder is he doing there?” lie rushed back to the post office and conferred with his clerk, but as the clerk had precisely the same opinions as the Major on all subjects, there was nothing gained there. So he called a meeting for the next day, and the clans assembled. Knowing that I was a triend of Sea graves and had so fairly reported their former meeting, the Major wrote me a very polite note requesting me to be present; “tor,” said that great man, “I do not wish our proceedings to be mis represented or burlesqued, and therefore appeal to you to be present, to held the mirror up to nature—to nothing extenu ate nor set down ought in malice.” The Major, it will be observed, is classical sometimes; —and even his oaths have a tine flavor of tiie antique about them. 1 shall not dwell upon that meeting. Tne Major explained the sitaation. Patt Davitt volunteered at once to go and find Seagr»ve; but when the Major called his attention to Seagrave’s tele gram in which he said that “the whisky had given out.” Patt like Macbeth said, “I will proceed no fmther in this mat ter.” Several gentlemen got out pocket maps and enquired of the Major as to the cost of a through ticket to Bungtown. whereupon the read-headed man and the retired butcher scowled jealously at each other. The Major said that they must take up a collection and raise money enough and send some one alter Seagrave; whereupon Peregrine Per kins rose aud said that he had an en gagement at Fairtieid and withdrew at once. Several others then rose and spoke approvingly ot tbe plan proposed, and expressed their willingness to go in search of Seagrave if their expenses were paid, but unfortunately they could not contribute anything themselves toi the fund. The Major, with his usual i shrewdness, saw his way out of the di lemma. and suggested that they should take up a collection, and that the man who gave the most should be their mes senger. This was agreed to, and in this way a considerable sum was raised; but 10, it turned out that the red-headed man and the retired butcher had each given the same amount, and more than any of the others. A pitched battle was imminent. I began to tremble tor their mutual scalps; when the Major, with the wisdom of Solomon of old, proposed a compromise, to-wit, that i, Silex. “the faithful and brief chronicler of the times,” should go as messenger. This was hailed with applause, for I can say without egotism, that I have the respect and love ot the whole People's Party of Dakota county; and the Major, God bless him, “Laws mm likes verm britbw,” *• Tun O Shatter says, and if we have not, as the poet says in ihe next line, “Been full for weeks togither,” I must do the Major the justice to admit that it is not his fault. But here I am in Old Bourbon, She nanigan county, Missouri, at the side of the bed in the principal hotel, on which reposes the mangled form of my poor friend Seagrave. But to give you a succinct yet compre hensive account of what has transpired, I must assume the part of the historian and go back a few days in the course of our interesting and eventful story. It was a bright moonlight night, some tin e*j days after the dry goods box and its precious freight had been shipped, amid tears and hiccoughs, from Farm ington, that, in the charming Gllage ol Old Bourbon, in the State ot Missouri, “there might have been seen,” as the novelists sav, Julius Marullus Pomponi us Brown, Esq., a colored gentleman ot twenty-five summers, member ol the “Ethiopian Thesbian Olympic Club ot Private Theatricals,” and "leading politi cian of Old Bourbon, on his way home from a rehearsal of the club, full ot high spirits and dramatic poetry,swinging his gold-headed cane and humming a pleas ant fragment of a venerable church hymn, descriptive ot how the ointm«M 1-ail down upon Aaron’s.beard and spoil . d his Sunday go-to-meeting clothes. A uosie broke faintly upon the crisp air of midnight; and as Julius Marullus Pompouius drew nearer he could make out the words and part of the tune of a familiar melody, sung in a cracked and broken voice, with the well known re train : “ We won’t go home till morning, Till daylight doth appear!” The astonisned Julius drew nearer to ascertain the source of this unwonted music, and at last on a side track, on a platform car, in the midst ot a lot ol lime barrels and disjointed reapers, he caught sight of a bidry goods box, out of the broken top of whicli protruded a bald and glistening head, giving the whole thing the appearance of one of those monstrous carboys in which chem icals are shipped; the head wagged forward and backward like a Chinese mandarin in a tea store, andj out of the mouth rolled the eloquent refrain: “We won’t go home till morning; We won’t go home till morning; We won't go home till morning; Till daylight doth appear. ” Never before did such a startling sight break upon the vision of a member of the Ethiopian Thesbian Olympic Club ot Old Bourbon. But Julius was no cow ard ; and he was equal to the emergency. Throwing himself into a stage attitude, with one hand among his shirt fills and the other extended before him he cried out: ‘‘Horrible phantom. Avaunt and quit my eight! Com’at thou as spirit blessed or goblin dammed, Bring’st with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell,— Be thy intents wicked or charitable I’ll speak to thee; I’ll speak to thee Though hell itself should gape and bid me hold my peace. Speak, speak, oh sneakt If ever thou dids’t thy dear father love Avenge his foul and most unnatural murder!” “Murder,” said Seagrave, for it was that illustrious man, “murder—whose murdered?" and be pricked up his ears in a professional way. "The Dane, the royal Dane,” cried Julius, “As I was sleeping in my garden, My custom always of an afternoon.” "Hold on!” said Seagrave, “Don’t make any admissions; if that’s the kind of scrape you've got into the first thing is to secure the county attorneythen let him pick chit three justices of the peace—good reliable men—and then— “ What man dare I dare;” cried Julius, “Approach thou like <ie rugged Russian bear De armed rhinoceros, or de Hyrcan tiger. ’ Take anv shape but dat, and my firm nerves Shall never tremble; or be alive again And dare me to the iesertwith thy sword If trembling I exhibit thee protest me then The baby of a girl.” “I >im alive, yon darned fool,” said the now astonished Seagrave, “and I’ve got no sword, only four demijohns, and it there is a baby in the case you’ll have to give bonds under th* bastardy act. that’s all ” “Now could I drink Lot blood, And do such deeds as bell would gape at;” “1 am disgraced, impeached and baffled here; Pierced to de seui with slander’* venomed spear; De which no balm can cure.” “Bring an action for libel,” said Sea grave, “lay the damage at fIO,OOO, and I’ll take the case on spec, and go halves with you.” Here Julias fell upon his knees: “Oh, gentle Romeo, If than dost lab, proaoanoe it faithfully Or if dou think’st I am too quickly won.’ I’ll Grown and be perwerse. “My name isn't Romeo,” replied the exile “but Hon. Segrare Smith, ex-can didate for Governor, ex-candidate for Congress, ex-candidate for Judge, ex candidate for State Senator, and expect ant candidate for everything from presi dent down to poundmaster, and at pres ent attorney at law and politician.’' This last word caught the attention of the shrewd Julius; he advanced and contemplated the bald cranium which, like Friar Bacon's “brazen-head,” irrm to be connected with nothing else in the world, aad at length ssUT^ “Well sah! how de debbil did voa get box and where did jon come “Huh,”said Seagrave, andheglaaeed cautiously around him, but the silent moonlight rested only on the cars, the track and the distant depot; “is this town Democratic or Republican?” “Republican, two to one,” said Julius. “Then,” said Seagrave with a sigh of relief. “I can speak my mind freely. The truth is, my colored brother, I have been lor years the leading abolitionist of my section; a black republican of the most ebony hue; and this year 1 ran for State Senator on the Radical ticket, and would have beaten my mau ; but that the railroad men came to his aid; they drugged my coffee, for I never touch in toxicating fluids; and boxed me up and shipped me for Arkansas; but by some mischance I got switched off on* a side track. Pull off these boards and let, me out. lam the victim of a damnable Da kota county Democratic Ku Klux con spiracy. Mike Mullaney. Peter Ficker, John Byers, Patt Davitt, Emery and the rest of those guerillas did it. Let me out.’ “One question, sah,” said Julius ; “are you for Grant for a third term?” “Yes,” said Seagrave, “and for a fourth term, and Fred after him.” “One word more, sah; can you make a speech?” “Speech! you ought to have heard my debates this fall. It was the universal opinion of Stebbins and Kennedy that I wiped out my opponent every time.” This was satisfactory and Julius pulled I ff the broken boards and released the imprisoned carboy. After stretching his cramped limbs and draining again the ujready exhausted demijohns, Juliu led him to a pile of lumber and proceed ed to explain the situation. The next day it seems the Radical Congressional Convention of the District was tomeet in Old Bourbon. The negroes constituted a large majority of the voters, and of course controlled the convention ; but there were two factions in the party, Julius led one and another colored gentleman, called Sempror.lous Alexander Magruder, led the other. ThA convention was to nominate a candidate for Congress, and Scmpronious Alexan der was himself a candidate- Julius now proposed that Segrave should be presented to the convention the next day as the candidate of his faction for Con gress, as a persecuted exile driven from his home by the Ku-Klux of Dakota eouuty for his devotion to the rights ol man—that is to say of the black man. Seagrave’s eyes snapped and he jump ed at the proposition. It was just in his line. Seagrave felt at sea in one respect —he had neither money nor whisky; but Julius agreed to furnish a few gallons of the latter, and Seagrave shrewdly re marked that he would supply the place of the first with promise. The next day the convention met. It was three-fourths composed of colored gentlemen, with a sprinkling of colored ladies; the remainder were bnmmern, loafers and federal office holders. Sea grave felt at home among these lattor, and set to work eagerly to canvass them with those two great forces of society, hope and rum. It was a turbulent assemblage, that convention. One colored gentleman nominated the Honorable Sempronius Alexander Magruder for Congress amidst thunders of applause, and entered into a bigb-sounding eulogium of his great merits. But ere the nproar had ceased. Julius mounted the platform and, with many a quotation from his favorite plays, told the pitiful story of Seagrave’s cruel treatment by the Kukluk of Dakota county, because of his devotion to the rights of the black man; and enlarged upon his great merits as a lawyer, an orator, and a philanthropist, and conclu ded by asking the audience to listen to him. The air was thick with the smell of onions and shouts of “Smith! Smith !” when Seagrave, a little the worse from seeing his triends drink so much ol Ju lius Brown's whiskey, walked, solemnly and gravely to the platform. “Aly beloved friends and bretheren,” said Seagrave, extending his arms lov ingly towards the audience, “in the words of the fine oid hymn: “This is the day I Jong have sought, And wept because 1 found it not.” Here I see at last the Republican party in all its intelligence and its puri v. I look into yonr shining faces and I ask myself what are those dlastrious men Stebbins and Bil Tod, and Emery, and Patt Davitt and even the great Kennedy himself, one of God’s master pieces ot workmonsbip, compered with these cho sen shepards of the Lamb of the Lord!” (Thundersof applause; and the friends of Sempronius Alexander began to look pale), “Where I came from, in that cold and stormy north, your great partv has to cloak and mask itself in the mis erabie disguise of a People’s Party, and to wade around in the snow arm in arm with renegade Democrats like Peter Ficker and Jim Chewning, but here it expands itself in tropical profusion like the balm of Gilead let loose on the ten thousand hills ot everlasting Judea. (Immense applause, long continued.) “But,” did Seagrave, coming down to basiness, “you have traitors here right in your midst. Who is this Sempronius Alexander Magruder? Who is he. 1 say? I don’t intend to be personal; but! ray he is a traitor to the gnat Republican part?; be isa greenback man! ’ Hen Julius, who wa: behind Seagrave, WHOLE NO. 74. pulled his coat tail and whispered : “Dats wrong, Massa Smith, dis whole crowd am for greenbacks.” Seagrave was equal to the emergency r “Yes, my colored brothers, he is & greenback man; but will he go in for expansion? Not he. Will he turn the wWlle two billions of our national debt into greenbacks? Not he. Will I? Try me. Send me to Congress and the green backs in Old Bourbon shall be as thick, as the leaves on the persimmon trees, and whiskey shall be only one shilling a gallon!” “ tumultuous and tremendous applause followed; and the Sempronius-men be gan to withdraw towards the door, whipped and demorialized. Seagrave was encouraged ;-he thought it time to put in a few centre-shots. “Now,” said he, “I shall not be per sonal ; but 1 ask who is this miscreant, this Sempronius Alexander Alagruder? Do you know him? Do you know that his grand lather was hung lor stealing horses down in Texas!” Sensation and profound silence; while a venerable-looking, white headed ne gro, who looked old enough lo “have tidied in the flood with Ham and Shem,” rose slowly to his feet, and said: “I pernounce that ad n lie; —an dat ar man a d—u liar; lis his grand father.” “Well” said Seagrave quietly, “I take that back.” “But,” said the undaunted Seagiave, “to resume:—where would this nation have been but lor the Republican party; the great, the grand, gloriou- Republi can party; and where would the Repub lican party be to-day but for the intelli gent colored people ol the soutliP Down with the Rope and hurrah for Grant,now and forever!” (Renewed applause.) # “1 don’t want to he personal or abu sive,” continued Seagrave, “I never am; but again I ask, — who is this Somprpni us Alexander Magruder? Oh! my col ored brethren, when the deadly blast of war sounded in our ears, and Lee’s le irions were threatening the life of this great nation; where was Sempronius t Alexander Magruder? Why, gentlemen, like the cowardly rascal that ho is,he fled to the north and served all through the war as head-waiter in a Saratoga Hotel.’* Here Seniproniui Alexander rose in. a towering rage: “Dat am a lie—l deny dat allegation, j —1 was Colonel of the 82d Missouri Col ored Infantry.” “Dat's so; —dats so;’’ cried out a hun dred voices all over the room. “Well gentlemen,” said Seagrave, “I take that back.” (Loud groans from the Sempronious men.) Seagrave saw he had lost ground, and he thought he would try another centre shot. “Now, gentlemen, I should be sony to indulge in personalities—l never do; —but again I ask, who is this Sempro nius Alexander Magruder? Who Is he? I say, who is he? Where is his mother? Don't you know she is now in jail in old. Kentucky lor robbing a hen-roost?” Poor Seagrave! scarcely had he ut tered these unfortunate words when them was an uproar in the back part of the hall; the crowd parted insticuvely to the right and left, and a stout, elderly, col ored woman, with her head tied up in a red bandanna handkerchief, and that head lowered like a charging bnll,rusbe4 wildly forward, and—(the platform wax but a few inches higher than the floor,) the next moment the red bandanna encountered Seagrave amid-ships and the air was lull of a confused medley of hoops, gaiters, petticoats, black legs, a bald head, coat tails, law papers a ban danna handkerchief, fragments of a quart bottle and some railroad docu ments all whirling around together like the corruscations ot a catherine-wheel. “Let her alone, “said Sempronius, “let her give it to him,!” And ske did. When I joined him at the hotel there wasn't hair enough on bis head to make a finger ring lor a school girl; one eye was black while the other was blue; and thus in their beauti ful diversity of shade they seemed to rep resent the contradictory elements of the People’s Party; his nose was out of joint and looked to heaven more than Sen grave had done in his whole career; one ear was lopped off and the other split an you have seen a hog that has been marked by successive owners; part of him teeth had been transferred to the pit of his stomach to mingle with the food they ought to have masticated. “Ah," said Seagrave,* ‘if it it wasn’t for the quart bottle I fortunately had fat my breeches pocket I really do believn she would bava gone clean through ms.* “But,” said T, “I thought she was fa jail, down in Kentucky, lor stealing chickens.” “I would have taken that back,” said Seagrave ruefully, “il she hadn't inter rupted me.” Poor Seagrave. I doctored him up the best I could; and nailed him up ht his old box, first having replenished thn demijohns, and shipped him again for Bungtown, “this aide up with care.” My mission is fulfilled and I shall re turn to Hastings at once. Give my love to the Major. Toon in profound sorrow, **': "»■