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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
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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."
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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
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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.
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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.]
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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-
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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?"
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" 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.
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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 . ' ' '
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Fondest nope and rosy vision?
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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.