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E4.TON, o., L. G-. G-OTJIjD. V ' - TZEBOFJDSSCircOI: In Advance, ; . .' $1.50 JOB PRINTING of 11 descriptions furnished to order, aod guaranteed to crura satisfactory as t quality. . AFTER THE QUARREL. BY MRS. S. M. B. PIATT. Hash, my pretty one. Not yet. Walt a little, only wait. Other blue flowers are ss wet a s your eyes, outside the gate lie hss shut forever. But It the gat forever shut? . Just a young man in the rain ': Saying (the last time)? "good night!'! ' Should he never come again Would the world be ended quite? - Where would all these rose-buds go? Ah these robins? Do you know? .. t But ho will not Rome? Why, then, ' " Is no other wit hi a call? ,). There sre men, and men, and men ' A And these men are brothers sill . Each sweet fault of his you'll find Just as sweet In all his kind. - None with eyes like his? On oh I la diviner ones did I Look, perhaps, an hour ago. Whose? Indeed (you must not cry) Those I thought of are not free -To laugh down your tears, you see. Voice like his wss never heard ? - No, but bettor ones, I vow; Sid you ever hear a bird? . . Listen, one is singing nowl ' And his gloves? His gloves? Ah, well, . There are gloves Ilk) his to sell. 'At the play to-night you'll see, In mock-velvet cloaks, mock earls . With mock-Jeweled swords-that he Were a clown by I Now, those curls Are the barber's pride; I say; . : Do not err tor them, I pray. If no one should love you? Why, You can love some other still: Philip Sidney, Shakspeare, ay, " Good King Arthur, if you will; BaphaelAe was handsome too, love them, one and all. I do. Scribner for June. THAT VOICE. [Harper's Weekly.] A day in ' June,.1903, and one of the loveliest summer days the world ever beheld a cloudless sky, golden-bright sunshine, soft fragrant air, joyously sweet songs of birds, faint musicaUnur murs of brooks and plashings of foun tains, delicately green grass, lingering ' violets and budding roses. - ... On the lawn in front, of the' elegant mansion of Leon Fishback,' Esq., a party of young people are playing "Follow-follow-f ollow-me" a game somewhat re sembling (so their mothers and grand mothers tell them) an old game called. . "puss in the corner," played a quarter of a century or more ago, only in " "Folio w-follow" the players, instead of beckoning to each . other, ' beckon to a group of metallic balls, around which they stand in a circle, and he or she who proves to have most magnetic force the balls follow with a rush, while the remainder of the players rush as wildly in ' their efforts to secure the place left vacant by the flying. one.. At this moment the balls are ro ing ' pell-mell, helter-skelter,knocking against each other - with a pleesant ringing sound, after a pretty, fair-haired maid en, whose little feet, clad in flippers, all gleaming with silver and gold, -flash in ihe sunshine beneath her blue satin Tur kish trouserlets as she springs lightly over the greensward amid the exqui sitely modulated laughter no one shouts loudly in this refined twentieth cen turyof her merry companions. .-. In the back garden, on a green clover- sweef grass-plat, stands a broad, deep basket of newly washed, snowy white linen, and a. hanging-out machine, planted firmly in the middle of the plat, is industriously raising and lowering its wooden arms, grasping . the various . pieces in its wonderfully constructed - hands, and hanging them upon the stout no-clothes-pins line, which is slowly re volving around it, and to which they adhere without farther trouble. . In the dairy the rosy -cheeked dairy maid is reading a love-poem while the automatic milker is milking the beauti ful white cow that stands just outside the door; in the kitchen the cook is in dolently rocking to and fro in a low f rocking-chair, watching the "magic-rolling-pin" roll out the paste for her pies, ready to stop its pendulum-like move ment the moment the crust is smooth and thin enough ; and a small servant bey, with his hands inhispockets lounges against the wall in one corner near .a tall stool, whistling softly to himself as ha waits until the pair of shoes the " electric blacking-brush is polishing ' thereon attain the proper degree of bril liancy and mirror-likeness. . This is a prosperous place, this domain of Leon Fishback, Esq., and Leon Fish- : back himself is a tall, handsome, ener getic, positive man of one and thirty a bachelor who gives a home to his wid owed sister and her four half-orphaned children, and in return is taken care of by her, with., the assistance of the old housekeeper to tell the- truth, with a great deal of assistance from the old housekeeper as well as any brother was ever taken care of Ty any sister. Still, people, as people will especially x people with grown-up single daugh ter? wondered that he had never mar - ried. It was not for want of opportu nity be had not done so; oh, no indeed 1 for a dozen lovely girls, half a dozen more or less charming widows, and sev eral ladies of neither class, had, since his coming into the property of his un cle end godfather .Leon fishback. sen, . (whose ashes in a solid gold casket stood in a sort of shrine, made of a hundred rare woods in the south drawing-roomV ' intimated to him, in every way that the - sunn King sensitiveness of womanhood would allow, their perfect willingness . nay, anxiety to assume the role of mis tress of the fishback- mansion. - But Leon had walked calmly among them,- dispensing hospitality, kind - words, and gracious Bmiles with , the strictest impartiality.- distincmishincr none by the slightest preference, until a few weeks before this beautiful June day when his young guests merrily , called, "iouow-foilow-follow-me," to their highly polished admirers on the closely shaven lawn. Then came to visit his sister an old . school friend, Laura Beardsley by name, who had been residing in a far distant State, but with whom the sister had kept up a warm correspondence ever since they parted at the college door the day on which each was publicly hailed with loud acclamations as "Mistress of Arts." Miss Beardsley is a lovely woman of Biehtrand-twenty summers, looking at least five summers less, with an excep tionally sweet voice, an exceptionally - bright smile, an exceptionally graceful ngure, and exceptionally winning ways. ' And to this bewitching woman has Leon Jbishback, the hitherto apparently un- impressible bachelor devoted himself ' since the moment he took her slender little hand in his and bade her welcome to his home. And it is by her side he loiters, untempted by the merriment without, in the deep, pleasant, yine enwreathed bay-window of the library ' as the lair-haired girl comes flying across ..the garden, pursued by the tinkling ' balls.. - Lanra starts from her seat with " ' blush, and, leaning from the window, entreats, "Coax them away Bella dear, They are dancing on the flower bed. And as the girl obediently turns and speeds in the opposite direction, she la r : ; : - -r : : l. o. gould, Publisher. DeToted to tie Interests of tlie Democratic Party ani tlie Collection of Local and General News. Terms, $1.50 per Annum, in Adrance. ' ': VOL. XI--NO. -27. ; . EATON, OHIO, THURSDAY, MAY 30,1878. : " WHOLE NUMBSIl 578. ' draws back her pretty head, and, looking at her companion, says, "How much Bella is like her sister Teresa that is, wnen Teresa was only sixteen 1" , "Is she ?" asks Mr. Fishback. "Why, don t you remember r' says the lady. -"I do not," replies Mr. Fishback, with emphasis. ; Miss Laura makes two interrogation points of her silken eyebrows, opens her mouth to speak, thinks better of it, closes her red lips firmly, and turns to the window again as the Follow-follow-foUow-me-ers stop playing and gather in a group, with their eyes fixed upon a small aerial car, gayly decorated with flags, which is gently swaying between heaven and earth, as it slowly descends toward the lawn. In a few moments it touches the ground, and a handsome young fellow leaps out, and is greeted with many exclamations of pleasure and surprise. "Your brother Reginald," says Miss Beardsley. ' "So soon returned from London? Why, he only started a few days ago." ""Yes; flying ship American Eagle fastest of the Air Line. I heard of her arrival just after breakfast this morn ing, when it was shouted by the tele phone at the station below." "Thirtv miles away I" "Oh I that's nothing. We expect to be able to hear news from a hundred miles away before many years are past" "May I not be in the immediate vicin ity when that news is shouted I" says the lady, with an involuntary movement of her pretty white hands toward her pretty rose-tipped ears, "for I should ex pect to be deaf for ever more." . . "Never fear, my dear I mean Miss Beardsley. Such a misfortune as that shall never occur, even though yon should chance to be at the very side of the shouter. Edison is at this moment perfecting an instrument that begins to deliver its messages in a moderately .loudveice, which increases in volume as it is carried forward, until it reaches the most distant point it is intended to reach, thus maintaining an even tone all along the route. - How glorious all these Eaisonian inventions are I" he continues, with a glow of enthusiasm, ' and what humdrum times our ancestors must have had without them I Why, they are the very life of the age. There's the phonograph, for instance but I beg pardon : you are looking bored. I can not expect you to take as much interest in these scientific subjects as I do. Is not Beginald coming this way?" . "He is not," answers Miss Laura, de murely; "he is still holding Bella's hand, and totally ignoring all the other welcoming hands extended to him.". "'Ah! the old, old story that is ever new!" quotes Mr. Fishback, as he peeps over the shoulder of his fair guest at the new arrival; and then, suddenly rising and confronting her, he exclaims: " You must have heard that Btory very, very often, "Laura forgive my calling you so, .but you used to permit it in the days we went blackberrying together some ten years ago; and forgive me again, but, upon my word, I can not help asking you, impelled as I am by some mysterious power, Why have you never married?" A blush rises to her cheek, but Bhe looks up in his face calmly, and replies: "I don't remember the blackberry epi sodes, and I have remained unmarried because I vowed when a young girl never to marry unless convinced that I was the first and only love of the man whose wife I became." "Laura, I have never loved another." "Mr. Fishback. you forget my old friend Teresa, the sister of the girl to whom your brother Beginald is now making love on the lawn. "Uood heavens i iaura, now mistaKen you are 1" . . ... . , i 1.1 i " Twas witn ner you looKea ior DiacK- berries. I never knew you to find any not with me, sir." "Laura, how blind you were I 1 sought her society only to be near you. I de clare, upon my word and honor, i lin gered by her side for hours and hours in the hope that you would join us for a moment or two during the time, and when you did, in that moment or two was concentrated tne joy oi me wnoie day. You were so proud, so cold, so re served, I did not dare to approach you save through your friend ; and " "And you did not bury yourself in seclusion for two years after she jilted you and married Frank Huntington V she asks, as he pauses. "Great heavens I how preposterous i Laura, 1 twear " But. as he is about to swear, enter a procession of small nephews and nieces . ., i .! ii . i j t and attendant inenas, uie leaner ui which carries an odd-looking box. "See. uncle I" the bright-eyed little fellow calls out as he approaches. " I found this old phonograph on the top shelf of your closet, where l was look- . . , i . i i : i-i- ing ior your nsn line iw v'y uurws wiui, and it talks like every thing." With this he begins to turn the metal crank, and a voice--a somewhat shrill young voice, the voice or Teresa, sister of Bella whilom friendof Laura Beards ley begins to Bpeak : Yes. Leon, my own, I will grant your m passioned prayer, 'and breathe the words you long to hear into this magical casket, and then, when you are lonely or inclined to doubt me, lealous one, you can call them forth to bring back the smiles to your dear face, and joy to your dear heart. 1 ao return tne love you so ardently avow, and I will marry vou when mamma gives her consent. Until then no lips shall touch the lips made sacred by your kiss, no nana snail clasp the hand that wears your lovely diamond ring. But, oh, Leon dear, try to like Laura a little for my sake. know she is all that.you say Bhe is af fected, cold-hearted, haughty and dis agreeable (I am just naughty enough to be pleased wnen you ten me ner ueauiy, so much admired by others, particular Frank Huntington, fades into utter in significance besides'that of your own lit tle Teresa) but, my Leon, try, oh ! try, to tolerate her, for, strange as it may ap pear to you, diolikine her as you do, am quite fond of her. Good night, beloved. Dream of your Tessa." "That" something or otner "pno nocrranh 1 " said Mr. Fishback ; " thought I destroyed it long ago," as he angrily snatched it from the. hands the small discoverer. " What did our humdrum ancestors do without these glorious inventions?" murmured Miss Laura, as she quietly fainted away for the first and only time in her life. " If ever you go prowling around my room again," continued Mr. Fishback addressing his unfortunate nephew, and supporting Miss Beardsley with one hand, while he flung the tell-tale out of the window, where it broke into a dozen pieces as it touched the ground with shrill ear-splitting ehriek " I '11 apply the double back-action self-acting spank ing machine until you roar for mercy." The procession, considerably demor alized, started on the double-quick for the door, and Mr. Fishback looking upon the inanimate form he held in his arms, cried out, as he struck his forehead with his clinched hand, " She will never, never look at me again I" But she did, and what's more, she married him a month after. And oh. the marvelous progress toward perfect womannood in inis-wonderfui twentieth century! although they have been man and wife for some twenty yean, she has never once said to him, "That voice!" - O'Leary's Account of His Great Pedestrian Exploit in London. [New York Correspondence of Boston Herald.] Daniel O'Learj's championship belt is on exhibition in a Broadway window this morning. The sidewalk is jammed with spectators, and the police keep a passage cleared with difficulty. The belt is a massive affair, at least five inches wide, and as long as a surcingle. Seven rectangular silver clasps . are joined to a huge disk of gold, bearing on bright blue enamel the following in scription in raised letters :, " Long Dis tance Champion of the World." O'Leary arrived from England yes terday, and starts for Chicago to-day. "Before we started," says O'Leary, "Sir John Astley made a speech, saying it had been said that according to the rules foren tries, I ought not to be allowed to walk. He thought different. Any man who would come three thousand miles in good faith, supposing his entry was all right, should be welcomed to a tournament, and as his entrance money was up before the whole amount was raised, he could not see that the rules had really been violated, and he had decided that the American could enter the lists. He hoped that an English man would win ; nut, if the American was successful, he would see he got the belt and money. Eighteen of us started. I had eaten a hearty dinner and got up from 'a light supper of tea and toast. Just before the walking began I tight ened my belt, gripped my corn cobs nrmly, and opened the ball. ' This cob business is a habit. A firm grip on them seems to gird me up and absorbs the moisture of the hands. I have the same two cobs in my trunk now at the hotel and always carry some with me. You couldn't get such a thing in Eng land. I ran and walked the first fifty miles, running around the corners and walking the stretches, and quickly felt the effects of the running in the tendons of my legs, and stopped it. It also in jured my feet, for in running you spring irom tne oaii oi me iooc, wniie in walk ing the heel comes in play. I walked 208 miles before resting, making 117 miles in the first twenty-four hours, and changing my shoes twice a day. On the 209th mile I rested an hour and a half, but only slept twenty-five minutes; in fact, I couldn't sleep, my mind was so excited and my body so sore that I lay moaning, groaning and mumbling, and I could get no real rest; so I got to my feet and kept on walking until they told me I was twenty-six miles ahead of every body. Then at the earnest solid-. tation of my friend Al. smith, of Chi cago, I left the track for three hours. I didn't think that it was hardly safe for me to do so, for I didn't feel like Bleep, and I was afraid of getting stiff and sore, and it turned out just as I thought. I got a little sleep on the last hour, and that was all. When I again came on the track my nose began to bleed, and I found myself very sore and stiff. The bleeding at the nose, how ever, did me good. It seemei to re lieve my head. Then anxiety of the mind came up. I found that Yaughan had gained on me considerably. , He was only ten miles behind, and Blower Brown was within fifteen miles. Grad ually the soreness and stiffness wore away and my legs got limber; but the right one began to show signs of swell ing. Slowly I pulled away from Vaughan, and at twelve o'clock on Thursday night was fifteen miles ahead of him." Vaughan," continues O'Leary, rtis a gallant walker and a good, square fel low. We watched each other like enemies, but there was no feeling of envy or anger. W hen they handed mm bouquets, he would pass them over to me to smell, lo inspire mm, vaugnan s friends placed the glittering' belt under his nose, ' Look at it, boy. Don't lose it. Five hundred pounds with it if you win it, and 1.000 more on top of mat.' On Friday Vaughan was very close to me. and my swollen leg began to trouble me. It was a hard struggle, but after that Vaughan never got within twelve miles of me. When he left the track on Friday night he was fifteen miles be hind me. I put in two more miles, and was rubbed down and put to bed. 1 slept for some time, but Vaughan was ever before me. I told Smith to wake me the instant he came on the track, and he did so. All the other English men had given way to Vaughan. They had given him the inside of the track, and he was putting in his best licks. Before I could get fairly going he had gained two miles, but from that time he slowly fell away. My leg was swollen double its usual size, but I felt no pain, It was very stiff, however, and bothered me considerably in walking. I knew that if 1 took another rest with so per sistent a man as Vaughan behind me, it would become stiff and I might lose the match ; so I ended the long agony by walking eighteen hours without leaving the track, and that's how I came to get the belt if he had won he would nave been the richest pedestrian that ever stood in shoe leather." I I of a Simon Cameron says that he had never heard any good of "John Morris- sev. and regarded him as merely a low prize tighter and a gamDier, until he went to. Washington as (Jongressman " I must confess that I was not favorably impressed with him," Cameron adds, " and l was surprised wnen a new lork politician spoke in his praise." . The politician told a story to the effect that young clerk lost twelve thousand dol lars of his employer's money in Morris sev's gambling house, and confessed his parents, who were wild with grief the prospect of exposure and disgrace. They appealed, to the politician, who went to Momssey and explained the case. Morrissey said: " That's all very well, but the young fellow lost the money fair : and -as for him bein' a poor. innocent young dove that didn't know nothing of the world, that's all stun; he's been in our place often, and many a pile, but for the old woman' sake I'll see what I can do. Come my house to-morrow morning, and like as not I can make the thing all right." The next morning Morrissey returned the money. A scolding woman can be utilized in carpenter work. Edison attaches phonograph, by cogs, to a gimlet, and talking into the machine, the perforater puts a hole through a board as quick tongue-iasning. PERSONAL TOPICS. Aftee his marriage with the Princess .Louisa Margaretha of rrussia,- irwee Arthur will, it is said, take up his resi dence on an estate in the County Cork. . Hugh Angles, of Atlanta, is the latest accession to American singers abroad. He is said to be a handsome tenor with a fine voice, and there are not many of that class on the stage. " Holttjm " is a Dane, an extraordi nary man, who has been exhibiting in England marvelous feats of strength. He placidly throws about balls weighing twenty-two, thirty-six and fifty-four pounds, and holds, with arms out stretched on either side, a horse pulling at each side. As lately as 1872 Bishop Selwyn of New Zealand expressed his opinion that the active exercise, strict diet, and reg ular habits demanded in. training for boat racing had fitted him for the hard physical work of his New Zealand diocese. At the close of 1869, twelve out of sixteen oarsmen who rowed in the Oxford and Cambridge race of 1829 were living. Hlle. Lablanc, the Parisian actress, wears $100,000 worth, of diamonds on the stage.' She is escorted to and from the theater by two policemen, who keep watch over the dressing-room during the performance. She has, too, an enormous bull-dog, as f erocious as he looks. Petee Reid, ex-President of the Fat Men's Association, was buried in New York lately. The coffin was five feet ten inches long, twenty-nine inches wide, and eighteen inches deep. It weighed one hundred and five pounds, and, the weight of the corpse being nearly three hundred pounds, fourteen men staggered beneath tne load as it was carried to the. hearse. The papers record the death of Bant ing, who gave his name to a system of diet for reducing corpulency. He was once so fat that he could not tie his own shoes, and was obliged to go backwards down stairs to keep his balance; but. by shunning all farinaceous and saccharine food he reduced himself ' to manageable dimensions, and lived to the fat age of eighty-five. . - An old cat belonging to a farm house, four miles southeast of Topek, had four kittens recently, and three of them died. in running around the cat came upon a rabbit's nest, in which were several little rabbits. The cat killed the old rabbit and brought the little-ones to her own nest, and is now nursing them and will probably be able to put them through. Dodge City, Kansas, Times. They are starting women s hotels all over the country. They have one in St. Louis, bat it is not quite as extravagant as Stewart's. The Western hotel was built and is owned by ladies, and fur nishes excellent accommodations for $3.50 to $4 a week. Who will start a hotel exclusively for men, where they can go and enjoy themselves without be ing stared out of countenance? We ap pear to be coming into the age of ex- clusiveness and single blessedness. ' William Bangs, ' of " Philadelphia, makes a living by collecting bad bills. He wears a very high hat with the legend " Bad Bills Collected" painted conspicuously on it, and " the debtor class " are naturally not pleased to have him seen hanging around their doors very much. One indignant debtor made complaint of him before the court of law, but Billy was acquitted, he Judge deciding that Billy could wear a nat witn a town ciock on it it ne wisnea. Patti is going it in Italy. Nicolini, considering that one of his comrades was too assiduous towards the diva, set to work to administer to him a chastise ment with his walking-cane. The other defended himself, and the lady, the ob ject of the quarrel, fearing that her champion was getting the worst in the encounter, rushed between the combat ants to separate them, and received, by accident, on her hand a blow from a stint, which broke her little finger. She was carried fainting to her 'dressing- room. - ..... Colonel Thomas W. Knox, writing from Naples to the New York Times, says: An American lady, Miss Blanche Davenport, daughter of rj. L. Haven port, nas Deen singing nere in opera vj the delight of the Neapolitans, who are . .1 - ; 1 ! . the most dithcult and exciting opera goers I know of. She displays the dra matic tendencies or. ner iamiiy Dy ner very fine acting, and she has a clear, sweet, and well-trained voice, which she knows how to manage with good enect. She has the advantage of beauty of face and form in the Neapolitan type, evidently understands the use of fem inine wearing apparel, has good taste in dressing, and employs an intelligent modiste. Her voice is entirely sufficient for the Bellini Theater somewhat larger than Wallack's and smaller than Niblo's but whether it would be equal to the Academy of Music or not I am unable to say. There is one fact very amusing, says The Capital, to the cynical lookers-on at the national capital. This is the gor geous and costly raiment which the male and female Jenkinses make tneir favor ites wear. It is all pure invention. We knew a little modest bright-eyed girl who read a description of herself in a journal one morning shortly after her 1IT 1 . J H . appearance in n asningwn, anu whs ursi amazed and then chagrined at the ac count, thinking the ready writer 'was making sport of her. bhe cried over the matter for an hour, refusing to be comforted. The daughter of a newly created official with but two gowns beg pardon, dresses and those village made, she could not comprehend the fact that she wore a real worth the night before. " The vile wretch," cried a feminine fashionable correspondent, referring thereby to a society woman who had slighted her, " this is my reward for tor turing my imagination and tearing up my conscience in making dresses for her the miserable dowdy I", to at Feed. Whitestock was summoned suddenly the other day to see a sick neighbor. The man had been a local Bradlaw a thorn in the side of the. worthy curate. " What induced you to send tor me, good man 7 " quoth r red in his gentlest tone, as he approached the sufferer's bedside. " What does saa?" growled the sick man, who was deaf, appealing to his wife. " Esaas what the duce did yer send for 'm for ?" London Mayfair. to air. his by as Extensive preparations have been made in Pennsylvania to celebrate, on the 3d of July, the Centennial of the Massacre of Wyoming, one of the blood iest and most heart-rending events re corded in American history. A Feehch writer, with deal of cheek, says, " Not one American in a hundred has a handsome chin." Chinese Education in America. [Youth's Companion.] It is not many years since it was uni versally believed that of all people the Chinese were me least open to the in fluence of modern progress, the most obstinate in adhering to their own an cient custom and traditions. It used to be dangerous for a European or an American to show himself in the streets of a Chinese city,, and the chief dan ger consisted in the hatred which the Chinese had for all who attempted to introduce any new idea or practice into the Empire. Within twenty 'years, however, a great change has come over the 'Celestials" in this respect" As the advantages of invention, of more rapid locomotion, and better communication, andof modern education, have gradually become known to them, they have grown more and more inclined to welcome the intelligent stranger from the West, to adopt many of his ways of doing things, and.-pt-obtain. for themselves some of the 'benefits conferred by European civilization. There is no more striking instance of this than the " Mission" which has been established at Hartford, Conn., for the education of a large number of Chinese youtns. " A visitor to the city of Hart ford," says a clergyman in a recent ad- will be likely to meet on the streets groups of Chinese boys, in their native dress, though somewhat modi fied, and speaking their native tongue. yet seeming, withal, to be very much at home." . On inquiry, the visitor would learn that these bovs belong to a large " Mis sion," or school, which has been in act ive existence for the past six years. It is situated in a large, handsome building inoneiof the pleasant quarters of the city, and was erected by the Chinese government at a cost of fifty thousand dollars. Of the scholars belonging to the Mis sion there are now one hundred and twelve. The whole expense of their education, which is no less than one hundred thousand dollars a year, is paid by , the Chinese government, and each scholar is being trained through a course of study covering fifteen years, his final destination being to become an official of his own Empire. The system of education at this re markable school is two-fold. They are instructed both in the Chinese lan guage, literature, geography, history and other learning, and in English and the Western branches of study; in Western mathematics, history, grammar, geogranhv. and so on. They are gov erned and trained by a body comprising two " Commissioners," who have the chief supervision -and control of the school, a translator and interpreter, and two professors. The scholars are divided into classes of twenty each, and only one class resides ana receives lusirucuuu ai, tuc juissiuu at the same time. The rest are usually attending school in the meanwhile in neighboring towns and villages, or receiving instruction in private fami- lieg. Jnt. a - .--- ' ' The chief Commissioner in charge of this singular institution, and whose idea it was to establish it, is a very note worthy man. His name is Yung Wing. Born in China of humble parents, he re ceived some education at the hands of the wife of an English missionary. Then he entered an English school at his na tive place, and made such rapid progress in our language and elementary studies, that he attracted the attention of a wealthy and benevolent gentleman, who orougnt mm, at we age ui malccu, vriui two other Chinese boys, to the United States. He attended an academy in Massachusetts, and in due time entered Yale College. In college he showed remarxaDie xai- ents, and won some -prizes ior .cngtisn composition, and graduated with honor at the end of the four years' course. He became a firm believer in Christianity, and for a time thought of entering the ministry, but finally turned his atten tion toother pursuits.- v. . At last heUt upon the idea of found ing such a Mission as that at Hartford, ana having persuaded his government to adopt it, he was properly selected as the best person to put it into effect. Yung Wing is now about hfty years of age, and is net only an accomplished gentle man, but a fine scholar and an earnest Christian. The result of the education of so many young Chinese, and of their return to take, part in the affairs of the govern- ment cannot but be very important in its influence .on the future of the "Celestial Empire." It is, perhaps, one of the first and most effective steps to- wards bringing that ancient people up- to the standard, and conferring upon them the blessings of wudom and Christian civilization, and perhaps to wards converting a heathen people to the truths of Christianity itself. Story of Kellogg. a Of Miss Kellogg the following story told by the isoston Sunday limes Haying gone to Orono, Me., to sing at iixe College Commencement there, she complained of the water. The inn keeper, where she was staying bethought him of Mr. Araham Coburn, a wealthy citizen of the town, who had upon his estate a soring of great uuritv. So to Mr. Coburn he stated the case, and that gentleman gladly consented to furnish the singer with the famous water; and to give the courtesy an especial atten tion proposed to bring it with his own hands. The offer was accepted, and sev eral times a day Mr. Coburn carried the sparkling beverage to the inn. As Mr. Coburn dressed plainly and was called aoe uy mn mtuus ju.ino ncuugg uiu not learn of his position, and as she was Sacking up she gave the landlord a half ollar, which she begged him to give " Abe,"- as he, she said, was the best man that had waited upon her. The landlord made no explanation. When Miss Kellogg and her mother were safely in the drawing-room car she suddenly discerned Mr. Coburn on the platform of the station. She called him, and he came blushingly forward she said "Abe, my man, I am sorry you didn't come up to say good-bye, but I left half a dollar with the landlord to give -you for bringing me the water." The train moved on, and the shout of laughter that went up from the friends of Abe shook the station building. When Mr. Jasper gets through but ting his head against the stone wall scientific truth, will he have the kindness to step over this way and explain why is the sun always turns his coolest side upon us the very next day after a man spans his undershirt T Heney Waed Beecheb, Chaplain the 1 hi rteenth New York itegiment, made his appearance, lately, as a military man, in full-dress uniform, and mounted a magnificent black charger. Lord John Russell. [New York Graphic.] The announcement by cable of the death of Lord John Bussell was pre mature. The Earl is even reported some what better, although there is but slight ground for hopes of his recovery. He is in his eighty-sixth year, having been born in London in 1792, and has been twice married first to the widow of Lord Ribblesdale in 1835; and, secondly, to the daughter of the Earl of Minto, in 1841. He was educated at Edinburgh, and imbibed there very pronounced Liberal opinions, which he has since re tained. He entered Parliament as one of the members for the family borough of Tavistock, in 1813, and during the greater part of the sixty-five years that have sinced passed he has been in active political life. It is, however,, some two or three years since he has spoken in the House of Lords. He has recently been saddened by the death of his son, Lord Amberly, and by the struggle which he was compelled to make to obtain the custody of his grandsons. Lord Bussell has sat in Parliaments convened by George HI, George IV and Victoria. He began the struggle for Parliamentary re form in 1820, when Mr. Gladstone was a boy eleven years old ; he advocated Catholic emancipation and the repeal of the Test acts, and he defended Queen Caroline. He had the triumph in 1829 of seeing the Catholic Belief bill be come law and welcoming fifty Catholic gentlemen to seats in the House of Com mons. Then he took up the subject of electoral reform; and in 1832 he had the delight of seeing the first Beform bill passed. He had then become one i of the most popular men in the king dom, and was everywhere greeted as the embodiment of progress. He first took office in 1830 in Earl Grey's Ministry, f rom 183d till 1841 he was Home sec retary and the guiding spirit of Lord Melbourne's Administration. From 1841 till 1846 he was in Opposition ; but in 1846 his party again came into power and he was made Premier and held the office until 1852. It was during this period that he committed the most foolish act of his official life the one so wittily described in Punch as " Little Johnny Bussell chalking up ' No Popery" on Cardinal Wiseman's door, . and then running around the corner." Under the administration of Earl of Aberdeen Lord Russell was Secretary for Foreign Affairs, and Lord ' President of the Council. In this capacity he brought forward another Beform bill, but this was subsequently withdrawn. He was Foreign Secretary under Pal merston from 1859 until the' death of that nobleman in 1865. He had mean while been raised to the peerage as Earl Bussell. On the death of Palmerston he became Premier for the second time, and with Mr. Gladstone as his Chancel lor of the Exchequer, and a majority of eighty in the Commons, he brought in the Beform bill. The measure was de feated in 1866 ; the Ministery resigned ; and after that time Earl Bussell con tented himself with an . independent political career. ; .."":.'- in person n,ari j&usseii is not at an im posing. Me is short, rather badly shaped, and dresses in a style which exaggerates his physical imperfections. As an ora tor he was never very attractive, and of late years it was painful to hear him speak at any length. His titles and es tates descend to his grandson, the son of the late Lord Amberley, who is at present a boy of tender years. Singing as a Preventive of Seasickness. [C. C. Fulton's Letter to the Baltimore American.] as : a of it of on After looking to see that our baggage was all on board, and discovering that baggage smashing is not exclusively an American institution, we reiurneo to our post, and came to the conclusion that crossing the channel with five ladies in charge was not a very enviable un dertaking. . What if they should all get sick at once, and should all be crying for help in treble and tenor, with but one pair of hands to aid them? And. what if well, pernaps lrrwouia oe weii to go on and tell what did happen, rather than detail our dread as to what might happen. Shortly after ten o'clock the man at the wheel took his position, and we found that we had just room enough left to sit still.- The Prince glided swiftly from the pier, behind which it was sheltered from the turbulent cnan nel, and we were soon on our way to France. The motion of tne vessel was verv easv for the first ten minutes, and we were congratulating ourselves on a quiet passage. The man at the wheel, overhearing the remark, replied, "It is always auiet here; wait a little." All this time the youngest 01 our party, wno had turned her back on the vessel and had her eyes fixed on the waves over the stern, was vigorously singing "ruancy Lee," oblivious of the fact that the half sick passengers sitting around were listening to her. Having had a siege of seasickness on the Bothnia, she dreaded the passage more than any of the party, but had formed the idea that if she could keep her mind off the dread that was on her by singing sne mignt escape. As one after another ot me passengers began to use their basins, or run to the side of the vessel, her humming of " Nancy Lee " could be heard, but when the strongest and most robust of her lady companions called for a bain the voice of the happv little songster changed to a hearty laugh, and " Nancy Lee1' was resumed more persistently. Boon alter the nautical lady, who had crossed the channel four times previously and the ocean five times with immunity from sickness, called for help, when the ring- . . , j n 1 1 . : 11 jng laugh was again heard, finally trill- i inor on to JMancy ue again. We of course now had our hands full, climbing among the coils of rope from one of the sufferers to the other. . At this point we began to feel a little qualm ish and unsettled, or, as one of our companions had announced her ap proaching attacE, " ieit a iiuie pecu liar." No sooner had we disposed our nautical companion than we found that Neptune had us in his remorseless grip."we knew we were growing pale, and we felt pale, but that we must quietly submit, as any further resist ance was useless. Having reached the stern of the vessel, we had hardly com menced to pay our reckoning when Nanny was again suspended, and sweet, silvery laugh, with a more hearty ring than it had before compassed, sounded in our ears. We could not laugh in our misery, and were right sorry when the little one discovered, minutes later, that Nancy Lee could not save her, and fell limp and desolate in our arms. Thus, four of our party had suffered, but it was soon over with all of them. The two who escaped were, of course, very proud of their triumph so proud that they persist that tbey must hereafter be spoken of the "nauticals," theugh they all" mit that they felt a " little peculiar, Martin Heiskill on 'Coon and 'Possum. [From "That Same Old Frank R, Stockton; Scribner for June.] We were sitting on the store-porch of Bmau Virginia viuage. i was one of the party, and Martin Heiskill was the other one. Martin had been out fishing, which was an unusual thing for mm. " Yes, sir," said he, as he held np the small string of hsh which he had.laid carefully under his chair when he sat down to light his pipe; " that's all I've got to show for a day's work. But 'taint often that I waste time that way. I don't b'lieve in huntin' fur a thing that ye can't see. If fishes sot on trees, now, and ye could shoot at 'em, I'd go out and hunt fishes with anybody. - But it's mighty triflin' work to be goin' it blind in a mill-pond." I ventured to state that there were fish that were occasionally found on trees. In India, for instance, a certain fish climbs trees. . - " A which what's V exclaimed Mar tin, with an arrangement of pronouns peculiar to himself. "Oh yes!" he said, when I had told him all I knew about this bit of natural history. "That's very likely. I reckon they do that up Nor in, where you come from, in come of them towns won win tellin' me about, where there's so many houses that they tech each other," " 1 hat's all true about thn finnm Martin," said I, wisely making no refer ence to the houses, for I did not want to Sush his belief too hard, " but we'll rop them now." - Yes," said he, "I think we'd better." Martin was a rnnrl follnw nnrl nn fsuil but he had not traveled much, and had mThTftvmr w?!7.0! backwoods. But of those backwoods he knew more than any other man I ever met. He liked to talk, but he resented tall stories. " Martin," said I. glad to change the subject, "do you think there'll be many 'coons about, this fall T ' ... ; . "About as many as common. I reckon." he answered. " What do you want to know fur?" " I'd like to go out 'coon-hunting." I aid i- that'a- something X have never triea." . - " Well," said he, " I don't s'pose your trmn' will mn.1rit Tnnn.lt HiiTAnnA in flsa number of Vnv hnt wW t.ha .non nw it? You'd better go 'possum-huntin'. You kin eat a 'possum." " Don't you ever eat 'coons T' I asked. "Eat 'coons!" he exclaimed, with contempt. " Why, there isn't a nigger in this county 'd eat a 'coon. They ain't ht to eat" " I should think they'd be as good as 'possums," said L " They feed on nretty much the same things, don t they r " Well, there1 ; ainrt much difference. that way ; but a 'possum's a mighty dif ferent thing from a 'coon, when ye come to eat him. A 'possum's more like a possum's more like a kindo' tree-pig. An' when he's cooked I he's sweeter than any suckin'-pig you ever see. But a 'coon's more like a cat. Wha'd eat cats?"--- - v - . -i;ts I was about to relate some city sausage I stories, but I refrained. lo be sure," continued Martin. I " there's Colonel Tibbs, who says he's eat 'coon-meat, and liked it fust-rate; but men ag'in, he says frogs is good to eat, so ye see mere's no dependin' on what people say. JNow, 1 know what I'm talkin' about; 'coons ain't fit fur human bein's to eat." " What makes you hunt 'em then?" I asked. - ' " Hunt 'em fur fun," said the old fel low, striking a lucifer match under his chair, to re-light his pipe. " Ef ye talk about vittles, that's one thing, an' ef ye talk about fun, that's another thing. An' 1 don t know now whether you'd think it was fun.' I kinder think you wouldn't. I reckon it'd seem like pretty hard wore to you." "1 suppose it would, 1 saidf " there are many things that would be hard work to me, that would be nothing but port to an old hunter like you." " iou re right there, sir. - lon-never, iSkeJTmrViBS that ' "fify bur life. here 8 no man inside o six counties that's hunted more'n I have. I've been at it ever since I was a youngster, an' 've got a lot o fun out uv it more fun than anything else, fur that matter. v ofr. trio wor io ncori ri .' r ' r-"r - ;o huntin' more for real sport than they a now. An' 'tWn't because there was more game in this country then than thsn T now. fnr t.hro w.'f.'i not hnlf miir.h. There's more came in Vir- ' . - - - ginny now than mere's been any time this fifty years." Scribner for June.] "Do You Know Who I am, Sir?" of the ten " Jeff," the sprightly correspondent of the Detroit Free Press, tells the follow ing story : Talking of bankers recalls the adventure which a bank president from a country town lately met. with in lourneymg over the Boston and irrovi- dence BaiTroad. 'He was puffing a cigar in the smoking car and ruminating upon dividends and discounts, oblivious of higher thoughts, when a burly in dividual, who had just entered and taken a seat in front of him, turned around and remarked : " Kir. vonr cicar annoys me." " Sorry for that" replied tne banker, emitting a graceful cloud. - x wisn you to ship buiohiijk, sir. x x 1 . . 1 T say it offends me," continued the un known one. " Sorry you don't like it, sir, but you are not compelled to stay in tne car u you don t." The smoker, was oe ginning to oe amused, and the stranger to be excited, "It is a distrusting habit, sir. No gentleman, no Christian would be guilty oi li. saiu me sirauter. " That's a question ot taste," said me smoker; "and (puff) tastes differ." " Do you know who J am, sir I" " No; sir, and excuse me for saying don't care." Sir, my name is Joseph Cook." (Sen sation.) " How do you do. Joseph." Mr. Cook to conductor "Conductor, put this fellow off the train." omo.ker to conductor " uonouctor, put this fellow off at some asylum." Conductor tried to explain matters, hinting mildly that smoking cars were so called from a popular idea tbfet they were reserved for smokers; but Mr. took down the conductor's name and number, and threatened to crush him with the whole weight of Boston's aristocracy and culture." I tell the tale as 'twas told to me, and believe it be substantially correct as ad Rev. Mr. Cook says that that which produces the least friction is the most natural. And yet if Mr. Cook should tread on a piece of -soap on the stairs nnrl anil forward lifco an American eacrla upon its prey, he could not attribute ynnuencea to the unnatural behavior Andrews' Bezar. RATES OF ADVERTISING. Bpsos. w. w.ll m Is sa. as. as. U ss, l) am urn ton at! woo 13 oo 14 0O 81000 i.t on 1(0 1 00 ISA 8 an 4 Oil 800 8 SO 4 00 on 4 m 4 60 son 10 00 11 so iseo 9 00 ii eo is oo 7 WW SO OS IS IAI 25 ooi T so as MO loses wen lioo is eo 10 00 1 jo eo 36 oo 304n 23 00, 5ool; on I lnch.... "- - , , S Inches ;.. I lnclis-.w M col H col 1 eol ... Btuinami eard at Svs Unas or lfss. 83 pr annum. Local notioe. 18 osots per Bns each insertion. - Simple announaaBMnts of marriages aad deatrs, and church and benevolent society noilees inserted free. Aov additiona to oUtuar notices will be ebanretl five eents per Una. Favors must be banded In as early a Tuesday asoralnf to insure Insertion the asm week. Oimuiunicaii.iis upon aabjseta of fenaral or teoal -'nt-Tst are oli.itd. IN THE FUTURE. What Is yonder In the futureT ' ' Lift thst mjsUo veil sway: .' Let the morning sunlight golden Fall est shadows grim and gray, : ! Of the doubts and fears we borrow. Of the death-chill and the sorrow Hovering o'er oar lives to-day. " Tell us, is there not s glory . ' ' ' in sne onwara-guaing years? - Bee we not, beyond tne parting, As we case turoueft rauinr tear Fondest nope and rosy vision? Is there not some Held elvsian Which the glowing sunlight cheers -Thongh we may not lift that curtalii;. Falling o'er our future Uvea, Yet w know she years are brtoging- - ;, Rich reward irom him who strives; ini, where one day drops of sorrow, V Fall to earth, upon the morrow We shall see a plant that thrive. , - EVERY-DAY SPICERIES. You can't make a horse drink: It in different with men. Breakfast Table. "Going to PariaF1 Non. non. mon sieur, Jenaipas le spondulex. Bochester vnronicte. . a . . A miss-take Getting married. Daniekonville Sentinel Not if you marry a widow. Gowanda Enterprise. The inventor of the coal oil stove was a bachelor, but a close observer. Break fast Table, . ,-.!(-:': rf,'V;.v-, ;;.: Let us not condemn all the - bank presidents. Let us remember that there are two or three who really haven't been found out" Buffalo Exoret. . " He was generous to a fault." Ex change. That is just what is the matter with some of us. We . treat our faults too kindly. N. , Y. Commercial Adver- . titer. ' '' ' ' - -' ' ".- by aer ."atV!TapTerirneeek:,af ter marriage.-iV. " Thebe is a discount on ; the most perfect happiness." A rather 'pretty X. JHewt. , , o-. A boy with a patch on his knee can't be hired to go on an errand to the next . house, ut he will follow a band wagon all over town and never realize that he. isn't dressed in broadcloth. Fret Press. ' Wxrrx on Toar.doorlhs-sayiaff.vfe. and old, " Se bold! be bold! and everywhere be bold; Be not too bold I" Yet better tbe excess Thsn the defect; better the more than leas;.: . net-tor use elector in me neia 10 aie, . Than Ilka the perfumed Paris turn and fiy. EVERY-DAY SPICERIES. Longfellow. "Thb moon is always just the same," he said languidly, ',' and yet I al ways find some new beauty in H."It's just so with the circus," she responded. 4e t00 tte bought tickets for two.--2?wfo Transcript. As old Irishman who stood- near , the third base watching a game' of base-ball yesterday was sent to grass by - a foul which struck Jam under the fifth.; rib. " A fowl, waz nt? Begorra I thought it waz a mule."' Cincinnati Gazette. " Exercise your patience for awhile and you will get practice," said the old physician to the young doctor who had recently " put up nu shingles t " i es, but I don't nave any patients to- exer- cise." was the reply. Commercial Bui- Kin. ; i " Nevee marry for wealth," says a contemporary, but remember that it lust as easy to love- sr- girl who haa a- house with a mansard-roof and a silv c r- plated door-bell, as one who hasn't any thing but an auburn head and an amia- ble disposition.". : 4. . Buzz sauce Honev. Veil of tears Crape. A dead setThe coroner's jury. Close quarters The laundry.-' A put- up job HoistiDg your umbrella. . A ; small-soled man A wearer of lib. 5 shoes. . . Mines . his business Senator Jones, of Nevada. Boston Bulletin. The omission of the word " while " from the following sentence, uttered by one of the members of the Farmers' Club yesterday, made it appear to be a somewhat extravagant statement: "I saw some potato-bugs, a few days age, rliismnai rma f I. 1 A PUnsi aOafrui- UlggUlg ViriVM- iivitfwvi """V - crat. .. 'J': i. '.-.".. The Qravhic savs the razor was never invented, that it always existed, and is -known to be over ten thousand years old. That releases somebody from an awful responsibility. (Cincinnati Break' . fast Table. Adam ' and Eve were the Cain. Max Adder. A New Jesse? editor ' was recently sent to the penitentiary for libel They usually fine an editor one cent, for that . offense, but in this case the probability is mat owing w a lacjc oi aayerusiug . .: .v. o,l ,f J JV i. w"""1 . V I to compromise on six monunr im- pnsonment vouner-journoi, l , tt .t , i . t . a tji undeb me neaa oi. purging; stit- mouth Church, the New . Xork papers tell how the church authorities are pre paring to eject over four hundred de-. finquent members. There will be some diversity of opinion as to whether the expelled members will not be . purified by the process ratner more man . me church. Philadelphia Bulletin. A Frenchman stood beside a, canai- boat lately, when the ; caulkers were making a terrible clatter with their mal lets. He was telling a friend about it afterward, and he said: "By gar, ze noise he pe nil my ear full up. , i got so mooch of it, zat it take -two "or free several days to get ze taste out of my v' ears, by gar," Whitehall Times. The large number of people who own . the snuff-box that once belonged to Thomas Jefferson will learn with sorrow that-Themaa never carried a ' snuff-box. Detroit Free Press. But each one of these snuff-boxes is the identical one that Jefferson would have owned had he carried a snuff-box, and this fact should tone down the disappointment of tlie -present owners. Norristovm Herald. - I boon the blue Dira will oe twittering upon the budding tree; soon the small boy will be fooling with the festive I bumble bee ; soon the cowslip and the i naiav -mid me clover will tvvcaii suuu the moonlight serenader will be walking on his ear, and soon the maiden and her lover will be rubbing noses o er me gate, while her father hollows to her, You are staying out too late. ex change. ; - - . . . v; the Lord Lettbim b murder has not passed unnoticed in Paris. . By order of tne AL111 WtC. VL LUU Xll ICl 1UI , n nuiuo. called La Commune Affranchus, published under the inspiration of ein ryat,was seized at all the kiosques for an article on the fate of that unhappy nobleman, which began as louows: -mere are no longer any wolves in England; but, instead of wolves, there are lords, some three hundred of whom have framed laws to protect themselves in possession of land which their ancestors acquired by force or by fraud." After alluding to Scotland, the writer goes on to say to Ireland suffers the most from these carnivorous animals, wno, unior tunately, have not yet been subjected to such a battue as the French people got up for their wolves in 1789." THe writer then alludes to Lord Leitrim as one of these " beasts of prey." and expresses a wish to know how many men met their deaths by his cruel proceedings during the time he was in possession of his property.