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*W fCAl- .a tif AL OF THE PAmEmn oF ASCEs MIO AND TOWS OF DOrALmIONVIs.LE. VOLUJE 2.. DONALDSONVILLE, LA., SATUIRDAY, NOVEMBER 16, 1872. U.WJLBEk.JL. Office in Crescent Place. A Liberal Republican Newspaper, P',blished Erery Baturday Mforning -AT Donaldsonville, La., --B\t-- -BY I.I.DE, E. BENTLEY EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR. TERM.S OF SUBSCRIPTIOK: One copy, one year ..................------ 0( 4)ue copy, six mouths,.................. 1 5( Single copies ....................... 1( Pl'ayable invariably in advance. A ) D tRTISIING RATES: [A square is the space of ten lines Agate.] ISpace. I wk. 1 mo. 3mos. limos. I yr. I square... $1 ( $3 00 $5 00 $1 00 $15 00( ,squares... 2 001 5 00 9 15 002500 4 siu'.res.... - 4 00 8 00 15 00 25 00 35 00 icolumn... 7 00 13 00 25 00 40 00 5000 Scolumn.-.. 14 00 25 00 40 00 60 00 70 00 I coluln... i 28 i00 40 0 5.i (51 75 00 100 00 Tr'lansient advertisements. $1 per square first insertion; 75 cts. each subsequent insertion. All ofticial atdvertisements $1 per square each insertion. (onmunmications may le addressed simply 'C (Itt, Donaldsonville. La.. or fo the edi tor and proprietor personally. An Alabama editor mildly alludes to his rival as "a reservoir of false hood and an aqueduct of mendacity." The freaks of lightning grow more andtl more remarkable every year. In Alabama it struck and killed a lady, leaving uninjured a child in her arms. In the samue State, two buzzards, high iup in the air, were struck, and their flight peremptorily arrested. But the greatest achievement in this line, yet reported, occurred in Tennesee, where a uman was struck by lightning, and driven into the ground up to his neck, without being materially injured. Perhaps the electric fluid will open an air line to China yet in this way. A dispatch front Berlin, dated Oct. 27th, says that the Hon. Bancroft Da vis has addressed a letter of acknowl edgment in behalf of the government iand people of the United States, to Emperor William for his exertion in dleciding the San Juan boundary ar bitration case, and for communicating the judgmlenlt with such friendly ]prnomptitude to the American Minis terial representative in this city for ,t ransmuission to the President and .'rabinet ill Washington. Mr. Davis says-- " I am charged by the l'resident of the United States, speaking in the name and behalf of the American people, to thank Your Majesty for the great pains and atten tion which Your Maje.ty has devoted to the settlement of the San Juan boundary ease by arbitration." The letter closes with a reiteration iof assurances of the existence and perpetuation of international friend shi1p and good will between the peo hle of America and the people of the "4 erman Iation. Nasby has taken a drink of cold water. ' Dana has told the truth. Whitelaw Reid has had his hair cut Greeley is elected. Theodore Tilton has shot Woodhull for kissing Demos thenes. (;rant has made a speech. Spinner has stolen a million. Dr. Hol land has written poetry. Mullet has run away with a Treasury girl. The New York Ilerald has printed one number that has not a word about Stanley. The Ciucinnati editors are all praising each other.- A Toledo man has been found, who admits that Lon don nuIy keep ahead of the City of the Future for the next decade. M3. D. Conway has been converted to Chris tianity. Rabbi Wise has eaten a roasted pig. Schenck don't play poker. Sherman has grown fat. Anna Dick inson has married Col. Susan ]. Au thony. John Smith is dead. Bismarck has been made Emperor of France. Napoleon is a billiard-marker at West's. The street commissioner has cleaned the streets. The taxes are all paid, etc. Tl'his may not all be strictly trtle, but we haven't had a shy at the personals for a week or two, and the object is to give novel and exclu sive information.-Ohio State Jour nal. SILENT MEN.--Washington never umadle a speech. In the zenith of his tiune he once attempted it and gave it iup, confused and abashed. In framing tihe constitution of the United States the labor was almost wholly performed in committee of the whole of which 4:eorge Washington wa.s, day after dlay, the chairmau, and he made but I tw speches, in which he used but very ftiw words. The convention, however, acknowledged the master spirit, and historians affirm that had it not been for his personal popularity and the thirty words of his first speeches, pronouncing it the best that could lx united upon, the constitution would have been rejected by the peo ple. Thoumas Jefferson never made a tspeech: lie couldn't do it. Napoleon, whiose executive ability is without a parallel said that his greatest difficulty was in finding iUeLt of deeds rather tIhan words. When asked how he maintaitained his influence over his su periors in age and experience, when comunander-in-chief of an army in Italy, he said, "'By reserve." The greatness of a man is not measured by tize length of his speeches and their iu bnher I. How .I (C ible t b et paroed. AN OLB PIONMER-'S ITORY. "Your speaking of being chased by wolves in CanadaL wood. ,recalls a simillar eperiencb I once had in Ohio," uI'the, ol lio neer, as he shook with suppressed emotion, but whether of a sad or pleasant nature could not be aecertained in the dim light of the fireplace. "Let us hear yoer yarn," we sug gested, with a reportorial eye to an item for Consideration in a dull sea son. " O, it airist a.n yarn, I assure you," said the oldiuaan, as he chuckled and grinned, uptil a glacial movement of tobacco juice started from each corner of his mouth andpushed its way down the wrinkles that led to his stubble covered chin below. "Shut the door there-so that mother cati't hear what's going on, and I will tell you how I came to get married." Weee.lied wit his request, and after storing away a fresh supply of the weed "that cheers but don't ine briate," he drew his chair close to us and commenced : "It was in the year 1850 that I came to Cleveland, and became em ployed in a hardware store on BSpe rior street. I had spent all my pre vious life o' a farm, and became tired of tramping around over the pastures, foddering sheep and cattle in the win ter, aud working still harder in the summer, I won't say anything about the ditficultics I experienced in get ting employment upon my arrival in the city, nor how I tried every place in the town before I could find a boarding place that suited me, until I became acquainted with a widow lady who kept a few bolarders on what is now known as Euclid avenue. `"My landlady was accomplished, and had evidently seen better days, but the death of her husband had left her in reduced circumstances. Sihe had two daughters, both lively, intel ligent, and possessed of graces that on0l come from association with the better class of society. They were of extremely gay disposition, and I had not been at the house a month before I was hopelessly in love with Fanny, the cldcst# and I thought at times her mananer toward mte was tender and encouraging. She carefully avoided giving me an opportunity to be alone with her long enough to declare my passion. "The winter had nearly passed without finding me any further ad v:anced in say suit, until one night in Februatry- after a he4rvy fall of snow, I asked Fanny to take a sleigh ride with me, to which she consented, and after tea I procured as high-stepping pair of horses as could be found in the city. drove up to the house of my affinity, and in a few minutes we were whirling a% ay out oh t ~le .leveland a1nd Medisa turnpike. I had taken that road because it led towards my old home, and also owing to its being less traveled at night tlan any other thoroughfares leading from the city, and we were not likely to be inter rupted in our ride or converwsation. The night was just cool enough to make it necessary to place ray arm around my companion, the horses were frisky, and the moon shone with that peculiar light which is preferred by lovers to all others, unless it be that of a parlor lamp turned down so low that as an illuminator it is nearly useless. " Through Brooklyn township we whirled out into the country, where the lights from the farm-houses be came more scattered and the baying of a watch-dog was the only sound heard. Fanny, who had previously sung, laughed and chatted merrily on our ride, now became quiet. As we came to a rise in the road that dis closed a level strip two. or three miles in length before us, I said to myself, 'Before we have traveled the road now in view, I will settle my fate, and go home a happier or more miserable man.' " Hardly had I come to this conclu sion before I heard a peculiar rushing sound behind us, and looking around could see a flock of sheep coming at full speed toward us, and behind them were two or three dogs, which ac counted for the fright of the sheep, which would doubtless run for miles before stopping, and cause their owner much trouble in hunting them up. But a bright thought came to me. Fanny was a city girl, and had never seen a sheep save in the shape of cutlets or roast at her mother's table. I would indulge in a strategy of the kind which is considered fair in love or war. Lowering my voice to the note of the stage Jibbennainosay, where he speaks of the death of his parents, wife and friends, Isaid, ' Fan ny, my girl, are you brave--can you bear terrible news?' 'Why, Henry, what is the matter? What makes you look so pale?' Assuming a more tragic voice, I replied, 'Be firm, dearest; rely on me ; we are followed lby wolves. Look behind yeu, and you can see the monster, who are already thirsting for our blood.' " She gave a hurried glance back ward, heard the rustling sound of many feet, the deep breathing which, when heard in the forests of the north, causes the wildest dismay; then drawing nearer to me, said: ' I did not know there were any Wolves so near the city, Henry.' ' Neither did I think there was any,' I replied, ' but it seems we were mistaken, for those behind us are of the gray spe cies, and most dangerous of any to meet. Driven by hunger they have a.proached the settlements, and un less our horses can go to the 8tone tavern in Partu before we are over. taken, we are lost.' " At this juncture the-old, curly horned leader, tired and out of wind from the long "run, gave vent to a prolonged bloat, which was enough to scare a girl less timid than Fanny. I sawed on the horses bits, and flour ished my whip frantically around them, uitil they were excited and ap parehtly doing their best to escape the ;ate behind them, but I was se cretely holding them back to allow the wolves (!) to get closer. On came the bloody horde, panting for' breath, nearer and nearer, until I began to throw out robes and blankets. ' These will keep themn chewing a few min utes,' I said, 'and we may escape.' Bat the sheep had no appetite for the robes, and were close behind us. "I arose in the sleigh, gave the reins to Fanny, saying, ' Drive for your life-I will sacrifice myself for ygu,' and made a movement as if to jump out of the sleigh. ' Never, never!' she screamed, ' We will die together,' and she polled me down beside her, to await her fate. While thus employed, I succeeded in ob taining a hasty avowal from Fanny, at the same time I was holding back horses, to let the pursuers go by. They came the monsters separated and passed us on either side, while 1 ield my hat over her face, that she might not see the dreadful deception i had played upon her. " She fainted the moment we were overtaken by the wolves, and without trying to revive her, I turned the horses backward and only stopped to pick up the robes which hail been thrown out to check the ferocious ani mnals. After driving a mile or two nuy now allianced wife revived suffi ciently to hear how we. were saved by a party of sleigh-riders, who meet us just as we were surrountled. rhough nervous and weak fronm the excitement, she recovered her buovr incy of spirit before we anrrived lhote, and had promised to keep our adven ture a secret, as I informed her the wner of the horses would charge mce fearful price if lie knew to what .eats his steeds had been put.' And hat is my adventure with wolves, mnd how I came to marry." "'But did your wife never find out he deception you practiced?" we isked the old settler, and he laughed Lgain, while thinking of his boyish ,ranks. "Not until eight years ago," he re ilied, " when I told her of it one eve ing when she was ironing." " What did she say f " " Not much-not very much," an wered our old romancer, but remov ug his hat he showed us a triangular pace upon his head, such as might tave been made by a smothing iron, mnd with not a hair upon its surface. ,Ie thought Fanny was revenged. Hydrophobia. Whatever charlatans may say, there is no known remedy for canine mad ness. When bitten, the surest means to escape infection is the application of a red-hot iron with a firm hand, and as soon as possible. A curtain rod, a small poker, a bit of stout wire, a knife, any iron nearest to hand, heated to a bright red, will suffice. With this the wound must be sounded and burned. It is good to put the iron again into the fire, and repeat the op eration effectually. The pain is quite supportable. M. Leblanc, senior, says that the cauterization gives the per son bitten, not exactly pleasure, but decided satisfaction, because the sense of preservation and safety completely overpowers, the pain inflicted. In Hayti, where canine madmvess is conm mon, they apply gunpowder to the wounded parts, and then set fire to It. After this a blister, and mercurial treatment carried to salivation, com plete the cure, or rather prevent the disease. Of course, after these neces sary precautions, any known nostrum may be employed. Old women's pre cepts and popular prescriptions can do no harm, and may do good by keeping up the patient's spirits and inspiring him with hopes of a fatvora ble result. It is a great consolation to know that a person can be bitten by a real ly mad dog without contracting the disease. A bite through clothing has rarely serious consequences; the sali v~--the only vehicle of infection-be ing thus wiped from the animal's teeth. Out of twenty individuals bit ten, it is uncertain how many will go mad; perhaps none. But it is quite certain they will not all go mad. The cause of their escape is unknown, but such escapes make the fortunes of charlatans, cunning men and pmc tisers of superstitions. Bitten persons who have taken such and such drugs, or have gone through such and such devotional forms, and remain un harmed, never fail, they and theirs, to attribute the result to the means employed. But it is a reassuring thought, likely to have a favorable influence, without hindering the em ployment of rational precautions, to know that, although bitten, it is quite possible not to be touched by the poi son. Infinitely better is it to persuade the patient of this than to hazard rem edies which will make as many vic tims as there are persons foolish enough to try thenm.-A ppleton's Jour nal. The CHIEF aims to be a good local newspaper. Encourage it. A Letter From Iark Twatn. e To the Editor of the London Spectator. Sin--I only venture to intrude upon you because I come, in one sense, in the interest of public morality, and d this makes my mission respectable. a Mr. John Camden Hotten of London h has, of his own individual notion, re published several of my books in Eng land. I do not protest against this, for there is no law that could give ef feet to the protest; and, besides, pub lishers are not accountable to the laws of heaven or earth in any country, as I understand it. But my little griev e auce is this: My books are bad enough , just as they are written; then what must they be after Mr. John Camden HIlotten has composed half a dozen chapters and added the same to them f I feel that all true hearts will bleed for an author whose volumes have fallen 'under such a dispensation as this. If a friend of yours, or if even ryourself, were to write a book and set it adrift among the people, with the gravest apprehensions that it was not up to what it ought to be intellec tually, how would you like to have John Camden Hotten sit down and stihmulate his powers, and drool two or three original chapters on to the end of that book! Would not the world seem cold and hollow to you? Would you not feel that you wanted to die and be at testt Little the world knows of true suffering. And suppose he should entitle these chap ters: " Holiday Literature," "True Story of Chicago," "On Children," "Train Up a Child, rund Awa'- He Goes," and "Vengeance," and then, on the strength of having evolved these marvels from his own conscious ness, go on and "Ccopyright" the en tire book, and put in the title-page a picture; of a manu with his hands in another man's pocket, and the legend "All Rights Reserved." (I only sup pose the picture; still, it would be a rather, neat thing.) And, further, suppose that, in the kindness of his heart and the exuberance of his ton taught fancy, this thoroughly well mncaniang innocent should expunge the modest title which you had given your Imok, and replace it with so foul an invention as this, " Sc'eauners and Eyeopeners," and go and get that copyrighted, too. And suppose that on the top of all this he continually and persistently forgot to offer you a single penny, or ever send you a copy of your mutilated book to burn. Let one suppose all this. Let him sup pose it with strength enough, and then he will know somnething about woe. " Sometimes when I read one of those additional chapters constructed by John Camden Hlotteu, I feel as if I wanted to to ke a broom-straw and go and knock that man's brains out. Not in auger, for I feel none. Ohl! not in anger ; but only to see, that is all. Mere idle curiosity. And Mr. Hotten says that one notr de plnme of mine is "Carl Byng." I hold that there is no affliction in this world that imakes a man feel so down trodden and atl used as giving him a name that does not belong to him. Hlow would this sinful aborigine feel if I were to call him John Camden HIottentot, and comle out in the papers and say he was entitled to it by di vine right I do honestly believe it would throw him into a brain fever, if there were not an insuperable obsta cle in the way. Yes-to come back to the original subject, which is the sorrow that is slowly but surely uindermining my health-Mr. RIotten prints un revised, uncorrected, and, in some respects, spurious books, with my name to them as author, and thus embittershis cus tonmers against one of the most inno cent of men. Messrs. George Rout ledge & Sons are the only English publishers who paly me any copyright, and, therefore, if my books are to disseminate either suffering or crime among readers of our language, I would ever so much rather they did it through that house, and then I could contempllate the spectacle calm ly as tile dlividends came in. I am, sir, etc., SAMUEL L. CLEMENS, ("Mark Twain"). Curioru Controversy. An antiquated writer in the MCem phis Appeal has dug up out of his memory the following rich story. The young lawyer referred to is still flour ishing in Memphis: "There was never greater local ex citenient than that which grew out of this infernal navy-yard business. Half the people were in favor of accepting the property and half or more op posed to it, the latter thinking that tihe Government might be induced even yet to make liberal appropria tions and perfect the navy-yard and build ships and steamers here. There were two newspapers publisllhed here; one, a morning publication, edited by a gentleman of no ordinary ability, namled Bankhead, who was tragically and mysteriously assassinated some sis years ago. There was another, an afternoon paper, called the News (I believe that was its name), edited by a man named Yancy. These two ed itors opposed one another oni the navy-yard question, and their discus sions had begotten a good deal of ex citement, when both went away for the sunmmer, and each without the other's knowledge employed the same man, this young lawyer, to conduct his paper in his absence. The young limb of the law naturally enough took to both sides of the question. He made the controversy between the itwo p.pers hotter and hotter on each sutee.irve day. O(6Art* gathered each afternoon about the Netos office and somebody expected that the two flri ous editors would shed blood. The coming duel in Arkansas was confi dently gatieipated, aad the I~rptty of the two papers marvellous. Popu lar excitement was intense when Bank head came hurrying home from Vir, ginia and Yancy from Alabama, each thinking that the other was about to murder his own substitute. Such was the fervor of popular feeling and exas-: peration that the story was necessarily kept quiet. If the mischievous fraud upon public passion had been exposed at the time, the con amoreeditor would have been hanged to a lamp-post." .. -- - -, Good Fruits of Dr. Greeley's Candidacy. [Erom the N. Y. Sun.] Though Dr. Greeley is overwhelm ingly defeated, his candidacy will be of m. ch benefit to the nation. His nomination by the Democratic party on the platform adopted atCin ciuuati and ratified at Baltimore has lifted that Ifirty out of the charnel house of dead issnes, cured it of its anti-war virus, and enabled it to move forward on a higher plane, and with vigorous steps, in the pathw4y of pro gress'and reform. For the same reasons the country will never hear any more, from any source worthy of consideration, about the invalidity of the Thirteenth, Four teenth and Fifteenth Amendments to the Constitutiom. The fact that l)r. Greeley was more warmly supported in the South than in the North, and that his most enthusiastic advocates in the old slaveholding States were the men that had been foremost in the rebellion, have forever silenced all controversy or evet, cavil over these amendme nts. If Dr. Greeley's candi 'lacy bad yielded no other fruits than the peaceful settlement of these ques tions, they alone would coin pensate For all the trouble and cost of the canm paign. Beyond 1 llthis, the cardinal doc mriues embodied in the Cincinnati datform are still living truths, and yven the Administration will have to ,artr their main features into effect or e broken up and swept away by the isiing tide of public opinion. FOUNDATION FOR A FORTUNE.-I relmemlber (rays a writer) three years ago telling of the marvellous cause of the great Larderel fortune. It is a pretty story, and an abridgment will bear rlpeating. The founder of the family was a peddler, grandfather of the young count and countessina who are matching with illegitimate royal ties and descendants of families that count back their ceut4ries of distinc tion. One day the peddler took oft his pack under the trees in the Ma remma woods, and spread out his bread and meat for the noonday meal. While eating he fell asleep, and his bread and meat rolled down upon the earth. When lie awakened he picked it up and began eating. The first mouthful was so bitter that he could not swallow it. He found the cause was earth in which it had rolled, He was an intelligent fellow, and his hob by was chemistry. He had a friend at Leghorn who was a druggist, and with him he had studied out many a chemical secret. So the taste of the earth set his mind to work. He gath ered a portion of the earth and put it in his pack. When he tramped back to Leghorn he and his apothecary friend examined the dirt and found his suspicions verified-it was full of soda and borax. The peddler took his savings and quietly bought tihe waste land in the Maremma forest, set up his manufactories, and made a princely fortune. In one of the gal leries of the splendid Larderel palaces of Leghorn is a huge borax coronet placed on a high gilt pedestal. Now the grandchildren of the clever old peddler, who sold matches, tobacco, brandy, etc., are mating with the de scendants of Medecis, Salvatia and Savoy dukes. There is much scandal in England, where handsome young grooms who accompany young ladies on their ru ral horseback rides do not keep the regulation distance of fifteen feet be hind. The fashion, it seems, extends to Chicago, and takes some times the serious form of matrimony. The ro mantic escapade of Miss Ella Hancock and Mr. Thomas Lynden, is the latest developmnent in this direction. The gentleman was the coachman of Miss Ella's father, and frequently had oc casion to drive her out alone on shop ping and recreative excdrsmons. Thom as wni singularly unprepossing in ap pearance, being of a rqbicund cast of countenance and almost entirely bald. The young girl, who was only fifteen years old, had an e€:tensive edacation in novels of the Mrs. Braddon type, and after divers entreaties he persua ded her to say that she was over eigh teen and casually remark "I will" to a certain interesting interrogation of the officiating clergyman. Then Mrs. Lynden became alarmed, and informed her parents.of the proceeding. They dismissed the ambitions coachman. and are at present instituting proceed ings to have the marriage set aside, which will probably be done. In Marseilles, France, a young girl named Irma Gras, a very handsome brunette, assassinated her lover be cause he refused to buy her a gold watch. To the general astonishment of the court and audience, the jury ac quitted her. After the Battle. Some foreigner, juster or with keen er eyes than the others, declared the predominant trait of the efricei to be their good hufior. H ql. to be here during the turmoil of Presidential campaign ~iadi p ate himself stunned by th anaes..aileaa . the amiable quiet with which, the day after the election, the isshe was re ceived; friend and fte wnho yesteiday grappled each other by the throatrsitb ting down and hob-liobbiug to-day together. Yesterday this phenomeonu repeated itself, as is usti.r every fourth year; the ins finding them selves still in could affold to hug themselves in the prospect of another term's profits; quahns as to how the victory was gained will trouble ftiem but little. The Liberal party whose object was primarily to relirm the; puiv management of the Government, will, we believe and trust, go but the more zealously to work because the icase has grown more inaccessible; and ins and outs, while cooling, will havas time to discover that personal vita peration is not argupaent; -th~t the fact that one of the eI~pders of a party is a thief or the leader of another wears his trowsers- too short, hardly touches the principles of one plat form or the other. The dove ofpeaee will brood over the country again: men will go back to their normal con dition: President Grant can give up time harrying, solicitous attentlon to business of the last six months: tire wretched deputations of Utes and Cheyuennes will have time to rest, and be dragged no longer to and fro to make capital for their Great Father; the artists of the illustrated press can find leisure to faishion satire without the help of blasphemy, and the edi tors to inquire whether Philip Sydney would have drawn his standaid of' manhood fromm a tailor's shop. It was not as politicians, however, that men were good-humored. No muan is a politician the day after the election. The day after a battle the death of each of the dead chills some iome in the land; but after this civil tight the slain arise and walk Off, comfortably reflecting that they are something else than voters-each of them has a patient to look after, a job to finish, a wife to marry. Jnut here lies the secret of our good humor in these quadrennial convulsions. Such a political revolution in Eng land or France touches every man's social amid domestic life to the very root; but whether Greeley or Grant went into the White House has little imnediately tlado ie tleBe . $~,pw that again is the absolute confidence which the Americas feels im.the innate soundness of his Govermnelnt, no matter how cankered by temporary corruption. Its recuperative power he knows to be:inexhanstible. Hence he bears defeat with the admirable good temper anmd quiet with which a man secure by birth and culture of his social position finds himself pushed temporarily to the wall by prcten tions fraud. Against the gigantic appliances possessed by the ruling party, it was perhaps Quixotic to hope for success; but behind the rulers are the people a power slow, steady, infallible in its ultimate perception of common sense justice and right. Thfe counmtry has borne the rule of time-servers, trai tors, and drunkards: it went through tihe savage blood-letting of the civil war, and rose from it like a giant strengthened by wrestling. The evils that have been the topic of such hot discussion may shame us in the world's eyes, but thte wholesome ren evating strength is below. When the blood in the veins is pure, the soiled Face matters little.--_. Y. Tribune. GALLANTRY. -Whatis gallantry b.t a tribute from the stronger to the weaker? What right has a fresh faced, ruddy girl, abounding in strength, to plant herself in front of a weary mnan in a way that plainly in dicates her expectation that he will yield his seat I What right has she to take it indeed? Why should she not rise and give a seat to an old man, instead of accepting his? Now, we submit that the fault is partly with ill bred women. They take seats as if they belonged to them. We almost always surrender to a standing lady, however weary our legs may be, and not one in six has courtesy enough to say, "thank you." A very weary and very plain woman, with nose of the varnish of society, no knowledge of the propri eties or improprieties, stood in front of us the other day, We offered her the scat, and she hesitated. "I hate to take your seat," she said. She was a lady. The very women who complain of a lack of gallantry, never give place themselves tao older or weaker people. The sight of a young lady giving a seat to a feeble old man would work wonders of gallantry among men. "See that tired man ! " exclaimed a lady alongside of us the other evening, and squeezing'her silks she made room for a weary and earth-soiled laborer. There was gallantry ! Some men get up for pretty faces and fine clothes, but we know a man who given his seat to a weary washer woman with a basket of elothes, and that whether she be Irislt or African. And when we see this we say, " Be hold a gentleman indeed!" The true hearted courtesy of such a man is worth more than all the hand-kissing, bowing of hundred kInu but, cklvd CeomrtieotS