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Vol. 1. No. 7.
Arkansas Ladies’ Journal.
MRS E W. GIBB, > Associate Writers.
Ladies in business enterprises, can find with this journal special
rates of advertising.
Advertisements or subscriptions, and matter intended for the col
umns of our paper, we desire addressed
Subscribers not receiving the Arkansas
Ladies’ Journal promptly will please notify
us at our desk in the book store of Messrs.
Wilson & Webb.
Our pretty city is fresh and bright as the
roses she wears. The rain has washed shrub
and tree from dust and faded leaf, and a cool
wind after the rain cheers and refreshes the
jaded citizen.
The American Bar Association convened
at Saratoga, N. Y., for a three days’ session.
Arkansas’ friend, the Hon. Luke P. Polard,
presented, from various states, a large number
of names for membership.
And now comes the cheering news that
that fine soldier and noble man, Gen. Gordon,
is not only alive, but not now in serious dan
ger. So England will be saved the fitting
out of the expedition that her people were
resolved on having sent to his relief.
Mr. James Gordon Bennett dropped an
chor at Newport, R. 1., after a short and clear
weather passage from London. He brought
las guests upon his steam yacht, Nameouna,
some English lords who will travel through
the United States. Rumor has it that a
Parisian lady has become Mrs. Bennett
within the last two years. If so, the usual
newspaper account of diamonds, laces and
etcetera, of wedding finery was not presented
to the press of America.
Fancy the sensation of the “citizen of the
world —and New York hath many such —
w ho, ennuied and blase, think that there is
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nothing left in life to interest them. Fancy,
then, the eye-glasses dropping from the lan
guid eyes and the indolent figures turning
with animated life and freshness to skip aside
as the earthquake, with a sudden lurch,
vibrated its hidden force along their state a
few days since. The Oh’s! and the Ah’s !
that ascended at that time must have con
vinced one that these same “citizens” had
found something “new under the sun.”
The sad impression seems to prevail in
Boston and New York that the Greely party
were compelled to resort to canibalism dur
ing the terrible strain of cold and starvation
in the arctic regions. We sincerely hope that
this charge may prove untrue. Though they
claim to have reached the most northerly
point ever attained, the seven survivors of the
expedition paid dear for the honor. Now, if
it be proven that they ate the famishing
bodies of their comrades, fame will whisper
low their names, and Sargent Ellison, who
died on the passage home, will—if the im
pression now in the public mind be true —be
considered the most fortunate individual of
the expedition.
The people of Galveston last winter ap
plied to Capt. Eads to undertake the work so
long carried on by government engineers of
increasing the depth of Galveston harbor.
Capt. Eads consented and will take charge of
the harbor improvements, for which such
large sums of money have already been ex
pended. No doubt large ships will be able
to enter the beautiful harbor if the very suc
cessful system of Capt. Eads be carried out.
Sq much time, however, elapses before any
great work can be organized for action, and
Capt. Eads is now, to judge by his appearence,
at least seventy-eight or nine; but to the
brave heart and the broad mind youth seems
perpetual. May time be granted to the reso
lute man to carry out all his great plans.
The announcement that Miss Randolph, of
Virginnia, will shortly publish a biography of
her relative, Ctyef Justice Marshall, will call
forth, no doubt, an eager interest in the
minds of the numerous admirers of that pro
found lawyer. A thought of this biography
recalls a time when we were sitting one calm
starlit evening upon the portico of a Virginia
country house, a lady friend, a daughter-in
law of a celebrated Virginia jurist, was
narrating incidents and historical facts con
nected with past days in the grand old com
mon-wealth. Mr. Marshall, she said, was
my father’s neighbor, and intimate friend.
"Over there,” she continued, pointing in the
distance, “was his home,” and as we looked,
we could see far away, the fog crawling and
curling up, along the gaps of the Blue Ridge
mountain, near one spur of which, as our
friend indicated, the great chief justice had
lived. Often he has come to my father’s
house, walking the distance of ten miles
without any sign of fatigue, she said, and
my father has told us that Judge Marshall
loved every hill in the Blue Ridge. We
thought of Mary Howett’s lines.
“Hence is it that the lands of storm and sun
Have the noblest sons.
The patriot bands were of the hills.”
“My father has spoken often of Mrs. Mar
shall,” the lady said; “she was a very hand
some woman, but something of a hypochon
driac. She loved to sit in a darkened room,
was very nervous and hysterical.” Near
Judge Marshall’s town house there was an
open common, where the cows of the neigh
borhood frequently congregated. In the
midst of the herd there was a cow with a
bell; the ringing of this bell, as the cattle
came near the house, invariably put poor
Mrs. Marshall into a spasm of hysterics,
whereupon the aged chief justice would issue
forth to drive the tantalizing animals to
“further distance.” Often the patient old
gentleman was seen shouting and gesticulat
ing in the wake of the bell-cow, making a
vehement effort to drive her to the remote
edge of the common. A gentleman friend
who had been some years abroad, returned
to Richmond. He wished to call upon the
wife of his friend, the chief justice. He was
shown into the darkened parlor. Just as he
was about to proffer his greeting he stumbled
over an ottoman. Instantly the nerves of the
hostess became unstrung, and she threw her
self back in a spasm of hysterics. The gentle
man was hurried away by the chief justice and
retreated, leaving the house without finishing
the animated greeting he was about to prof
fer. Many times he has laughed over his
discomfiture and the pretty speech he was

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