Chicago Daily Tribune Newspaper, August 12, 1877, Page 10

LONG BRANCH. Some of the Novel Entertainments at the Beach. Bomance and Redlity of a Rescue from the High Sea. The Story as Told by Mrs. Gossip, with a Moral. Base Imitation of the Original Selover- Gould Assault. The Midnight Cry of Murder, the Rage of Ocean, etc. Prom Our Own Correspondent. Lose Braxcu, Ang. 9.—Since T wrote you from this place two weeks ayo, the season has developed some new and unusual features. Whether these are of a usture to draw visitors to the Branch or drive them from ft, depends much on the tastes of the visitors, and remains tobe seen. It may be reganicd as a straw that they have not becn advertised as among the at- tractions by the diminutive and utterly uninter- esting shects which are industriously thrust upon everybody as Long Branch dailies, at more than New York prices. These sheets, by the way. haveas much trouble and bitterness of spirit over the question which is the ‘“socicty” organ, as the exclusively Sunday pa- pers of the metropolis do as to which has the largest _cirenlation. As each of the half-dozen of the latter prints acard at the head of its columns, “This paper has the largest circulation of auy Sunday issue an the world,” so each of the former boldly pro- claims, “This is the ouly ‘society? paper at Long Branch.” while neither his any more claim to the title than a horse has to the post he is hitched to. But with regard to the new features. To be orderly, the chrouicler of , Long Branch events must frst speak of une or two not so unusual, as rongh seas and narrow escpes from trans- forming bathing into something more serious, The ocean, after I left it, took again to playing UNMANSERLY AND PRACTICAL JOKES on the bathing-houses, to say nothing of ine bathers and their suits. There was a succession | of days, before July was thrown to the rear by | August, on which the hotel boarders did noth- ine much but sit in the parlors and look glum, | or sit on the piazzas and s-shiver. Young ladies, | Jouking out upon the madiy-tossing waves, said | it was “perfectly hawrid” or “perfectly love- | ly? accordingly sas they wanted to be in the surf or preferred to see tho sea and not taste it. The time was all that could be desired for j balls and indoor entertainment, but the Branch. is rather stupid in the latter linc. Saratoga bes enjoyed both Miss Abbott and Mise Kellogy, with other well-known ariists. Newport al fas plenty of zuod musicians or readers, Long Sranch ought to have. She has been making up for the lack of entertainment by furnishing ex- citement. In the first instance, Mrs. Gossip had 3 glorious time. A beautiful young lady BRSCUED FROM THE WET WAVES by abandsome young mau. Both unengaced. Heiress she, poor but aot prospectless he. Only one result, of course. In the present, felici in the future, fortune. Moral: Beautiful young Indies, unengaged, try to drown yourselves in ocean, but be sure to keep hold of the rope, within your depth, aud hold your breath as you sink each Jast tine. Hendsome young men, go tothe rescue with a superb dash. Be reckless about wetting your bathing-dress, but nat about, seiziug the nearly-drowned miss by the hair. As all buman beings have faults, she may hare false, too. ‘Take her up tenderly, Fashioned so slenderiy, Young and so fair, -If she be not of this description, but weigh up oto the hundreds, drop her as soon as it can be fone gracefully. Perhaps kneedeep in the surf is the best place, in case of such unhappy putcome of your heroism. But in any care do aot forget how inuch she is worth. Investigate thoroughly, make as sure as you can, andif everything is proper and sufficient, so to speak, ‘be manly about it and make love to her, NO MATIER UOW OLD oR HEAVY the charming young thing may be. If she dotes on poetry, be original and send her something after this model, signing your own name to it, since you don’t know who nrote i Canst thon love me, lady? I've not learned to woo; Thou art on the shady side of forty, tao. SUIIT love thee dearly! Thou hast lands and pelf; But 1 love thee merely—merely for thyeelf. Wilt thou Jove me, fairest? Though thou art not fairy And I think thon wearest some one else's hair. ‘Thou conld'st love, though, dearly; and, as Tam --tol ‘Thou art very neatly worth thy weight, in gold. But this will become a dieression from the story of fact, if it go further. Should’ any young man, in a predicament like that alluded to, desire more verses, atso much a foot and any kind of meet her requested. there is, 1 be- lieve, an agency in the metropolis prepared to furnish them, or anything else from a Senato- rial oration or first-class sermon up tominstrels? jokes. Terms reasonable. Setting aside Mrs. Gossip and the moral, the truth happened to be that an accomplished: young lady and accomplished swimmer as well. was frightened into 2 iaiutine fit by the cries of aman who, écarcely able toswim, had gotten out too far, and was being carried out further by the waves, which were rolling high. Miss Pupke was near him, beyond her depth, but able to make the headway he could not, and safe so Jong as she retained her presence of mind. This she lost through the sense of the aman’s peril, and sank twice before she was n0- ticed. The son of oncof the hotel owners, A LAD OF 16, saw her condition, swam out to her and brought her to shore, where she was specdily resuscitated. The rescue could not have been more bravely or skillfully made had the lad been the eligibie young man socicty-- at once, with its usual recklessness as to facts, portrayed him to be. Nor was the young Iady any the less grateful, though she had no oppor- tunity to bestow her hand." The boarders at the hotel did a nest thing in presenting the boy with a beautiful watch and chain, as a memorial of his deed. ‘This excitement, heightened by all the glow of romance with which the occurrence was and still is surrounded, was succeeded or increased by the relation of the Gould-Selover rencontre, This created much more of asensation here than it did in town. The West End, at this season, ig to the brokers something what the Windsor is to them in the colder months. In- stead of bolding an evening semi-official ex- change there, they come here en masse, when the ““last cali” “sets them free from the street, Here it was that the valorous Maj. Sclover hastencd, AFTER DROPPING LITTLE JAY into the cellar, to join his partner, who is said to hold “California notions of justice,” what- ever those maybe. The Major was not re- ceived as & conquering hero. That he was fomething reverse was’ pretty strongly hinted by two or three men of hig size, but without re- Kindling the fires in his bosom—fires which alcohol would _ possibly more readily and naturally affect. The telecraph toll you the general ~ feeling. amote ine rokers, that they only regretted the diserace should have been inflicted by so much larcer s man. No telecraph could convey an idea of the extent towhich the news of the affair set all tongues to wagzing. Everybody turned to a wag for once, as if the thing were ajoke. It was akin to achoke on Mr. Gould's part. The remark has beep frequently made, both by operators and others. that they believed Mr Gould would yet be killed by some man whose fortune was lost through his treachery. It is Dot at all unlikely. Tne business tn stocks is so feverish at its calmest moment that the con- stant operator grows into a Shecies of insanity or at least irresponsibility for sudden acts, Had Keene made up his mind to meet Gould, he THE CHICAGO ® TRIBUNE * SUNDAY, AUGUST * 12, 1877—SIXTEEN PAGES. which, if he is as prudent as ne is sharp, will be heeded in relation to fature operations. Atlast Ihave reached the unusual features which belong Jocally tothe Branch. The first has been treated by some of the city papers as bi outgrowth of Selover’s assault; as also, in man’ word-encounter. An immense Jew struck, blackened the eyes, and otherwise dam- aged the person of a little Gentile. The Jew’s excuse was that the damaged party did not treat him as 2 gentleman should, and that, in consideration of the names applied to_his race, his parents, and himself, he had no recourse but to bis fists. If the excuse is small, his fists were big enough, 3s the’ Gentile can affirm. Neither party was of. suflicieut prominence to warrant the Breath expended on the affair, but occurring as it did ou the beach, coming right along when the genera) mind was excited over a similar attack, aud springing out of a discus- sica as to whether Jews were fit to live. suy- where, or - whether, on the other hand, people who would eat pork had any clair even to a pauper's duriai, the principals were raised to a public position and pitilessly rifled by the bullets which do not kill, but which hit and sting, and are no more to be escaped thau mosquitoes. ‘The second, and stil! more rare and interest- ing feature, Was nothing less than a FREE FIGHT AN MURDER. This took place almost under the shelter of the Ocean Hotel, though few suppose shat the man- agers msile special arrangements to! have it there for the accommodation of their guests. To raise the cry of murder at 2 in the morning will be apt to get people up in time for the mat- utinal bath: but will .it prove an agreeable method! Will it be an improvement on the bell-hoy! — All these questions a hotelman must — consider. It is__ not the effective but the pleasing plan which he has to hit upon, and this latest one is not re- garded as filling the requirement. though it has been tried but once, Jt appears that the stable men {ell into difficulty with some rough fellows who were amusine themselves,—having taken a little over the half-seas allowance,—by. throwing stones at the aforesaid stable men. A Long Branch police officer interfered, very in- di as it turned out, to keep the peace. jad he done as his companions regularly do, and hence vot as far as possible from the spot, probably there would have beeu no murder. TE was while a hostler was importuning the officer to arrest the stone-throwers, and arguing forcibly why it should be done, that this hoster was struck the blow that crushed his skull and roused all the neizhborhvod. Still, the offleer did_ put arrest anybody, nor seem aware that he had neglected. any-duty till be was himself arrested next day. This, then, is THE SORT. OF EXCITEMENT sojourners here have deen indulged with. All of it has been extra, and thrown in without charge, though it probably cost the hotel pro- prietors some money. Yet there are peo~ um not to be satisfied even 1 So Va ‘These must be putin that whose members, according to a strictly orthodox clerzyman, will find fault at once With the streets of heaven, on the ground that the cold is not of the most desirable num- ber of karats i The August heat h ple from town who are at any of them are her driven about all the peo- ble to get away, and a3. as intend to come for The hotel 1 times being crowded, ddenily losing their full appearance. The then &: season caumot he nor was itexpected tobe. Thus far the land- lords, if disappointed, have been agreeably so, rather than the reverge. Hotel business is de~ creasing gradually, as the cottage mania gro The cottages a occupied, and, in con quence of the evident demand for them, many new ones will doubtless spring up along the shore. Ocean Grove has done more to lessen the population of Long Branch than any other rival point, while all of these points have helped. With her new round of seductive ex- citements, the Branch must again come to the front. i. G. —————_ CINCINNATI VS, CHICAGO, To the Editor of ‘The Tribune, Curcaco, Aug. 11.—That Chicago isa great city there can be no doubt. That sheis, inmany respects, a greater city than St. Louis or Cin- cinnati is granted. That Chicagoans (gran- diloquous penny-a-liners excluded) at home and abroad expend more vitality in descanting on the unparalleled glories of their native city than on any other topic cannot be disputed. That. the more ardent attribute to her, at times, a su- premacy in some things to which she isin no ‘| degree entitled will not, I think, be denied. Instance “G. B. F.,” iu your issue of the 5th inst., where he ascribes to Chicago a superiority over the Queen City in the matter of pretty women. Your correspondent has blundered wofully in drawing a comparison be- tween Cincinnati and Chicago women, and in awarding the first honors for grace and beauty to the latter. While 1 do not desire to detract one iota from the truegrandeur of this city, or utter unjustly a depreciating word about her daughters, I must say—bumili- ating as it is—that these are ws a class in many particulars, notably personal beauty, inferior to their Cincinnati sisters, and “G. B. Fv” is citherknavish, or not over critical, or fastidionsto assert the contrary, Whateyer distinction ulti- mate Chicago may attain as regards “the beauty, grace, and elegance of her daughters,” she cannot at present afford to “swell with pride” on account of their worth and attract- iveness. They do not rise above mediocrity in these respects, and an impartial observer can- not deny it, “ G. B. F.” speaks of State and Washington streets, the South Side boulevard, and some other localities ss affording a golden opportunity for feasting the vision on the rosy check and rounded symmetry (2), the creme de la creme of womankinu, 0 to speak. assuginy us that a single afternoon will exhibit more of the luxury, than could be seen in Ciucianatl in a month. ‘The writer bas at various times constituted him- self a committee of observation in one or more of these localities, and in every Instance failed to discover the fair and fascinating to any 2p- preciable extent. J always withdrew with a cloud of grief and disappointment enveloping my spirit. Pretty women are not a distinguishing feature of our metropolis, and never were: but Iet us hope that she may, ere tong, excel in this as she docs in other things. Cincinnati is emphatically the Queen of the West in all that pertains. to “‘grace, beauty, and elegance” in woman. It is a distinction she long since won, and a dis- tinction she will doubtiess retain till forced to transfer it to her worthy rival—the Future Great. L, G. A., an Old Cincinnatian. TO AMY. When big Sommer: gu shone, and the blossoms of Were decking this fair world of ours, An Angel flew fortir from his Heaven so bright, And brought us the sweetest of flowers. ‘The *+baby™ he pore to her home on this earth, ‘To scatter Love's fragrance for aye. ‘To Git it with sunehine, with gladness and mirth, Came Amy, just ‘three years” to-day. ‘Three years! Only three blissfa} Summers of Jife, And Yet she bas won every heart. With sweet. guileless waye, by a spirit that's rife With beauties that ne'er will depart. The ‘‘pet of the houschold,” she reigns as its queen, And cheerfully subjects obey: Such a dear little ruler there never was seen As Amy, just **three years” to-day. Ah! wonld that the eyes now so bright and go bine Couid never be dimined by the tear ‘That the love all sround her, go carnest. and true, In life's struzglee could ever be near! But these, little one, the cold world cannot give— Ite off'rincs too svon fade away; ‘We'll ask the bright treasures that ever will live For Ams, just “three sears” to-day. ‘May the world never touch thee, O dear lily-flower! May thy petala untarnished rewaain ‘Till Pority’s plant ie removed to God's bower, Far away from ail danger of stain! O Father of Tenderness: Father of Love, Of a love that will never depart! Send choicest of blessings from Heaven above To the pet of a fond mother’s heart, dear; Bring gifts that will never decay, To brighten the birthday we now welcome here, Of Amy, just **three years” to-day. Wepsespay, Aug. 8, 1877. picts, Shed Turks at a Christian Funeral. A correspondent af the Loudon Globe relates anincident which-shows that the Turks are sometimes talerant. A Roman Catholic funer- al procession, followed by an immense crow Was wending its way through the crowd streets of Pera to the Church of St. Antoine. In front were the priests and choristers, with ban- ners, crosses, abd candles. On turning a corner ynto the Grande Rue, the priests suddenly came face to face witha body or recruits who had Fineuis. would have been littlelikely tobave stopped with striking him, though bis action would have been premeditated. But there. sre many men on the street who wonld be frenzied beyond power to restrain under losses brought sbout by evil advice, and who would reenact a Fisk-Stokes tragedy, for very different reasons. Mr. Gould pretends to no fear, but he is more nervous than he would care to have people know. This OPEN ATTACK ON HIS REPUTATION is of much more moment to him thauany bruises or disprace connected with it, It is a warning just arrived. from Smyrna, aud were on the march to join their camp inthe suburbs. Nota few among the followers dreaded that some in- sult was about to be offered to the cross, the hated emblem of an alien faith, which was borne in front of the procession. No idea, however, of disrespect apparently dwelt in the minds of the Mussuiman redifs, h common accord they one and all reverentty drew aside to let the funeral pass, ana as the coffin went by them these rugzed and untutored sons of Istnsn raise ed their hands in military salute. % part, duc to the Hilton-Selic- ' uusidered a prosperous one, | Sweet Angels, c'er guard her, the prized and the jear: GOSSIP FOR LADIES. A Fan-Flirtation as Carried On in the “Ever-Faith- ful Iste."” ‘Women of the Islands of Maine- Stroke of Love-Light- ning. A Parisian Comedy of Errors---The Dubuque Servant-Girls’ Bing. HE KISSED ME. He Kissed me last nignt in the starlight? He kissed mie! O how my pulse thrilled! He kissed me! [saw by the far light ‘That he clung to my lips, rapture-flled, He kissed me! Ah! had I tirat known it, + I might not have bad bim do so; But now, #ince in love he buth done it, “Tig a bliss beyond all that [ knowt He kiseed me last night: O he kissed me In the dusk of that odorous eve; And, rather than this to have migeed me, T would every precious hope give; I would every loving wish stile, Each yearning a maiden’s breast eipa, And each precious thought would 1 rifle, And give for a draught from his lips! He kissed me last night "mouig the roves, And his arms held me fast in their fold, Just as the sweet passion-flower closes O'er the aewdrop Its scented leaves holds My head drooped’tow to his shoulder, With a passionate hunger oppressed; He kissed me, and then. growing bolder, Hie arme held me fast to hig breast! Ue kissed me last night ‘neath the star-beams: Ah! life then had no other charms; And ke must have sceu by the far gieams How 1 loved to reat there in his arms, He kiased me! Ah! if Idid sigh then, It was that lips part before death; I wished in my bliss I could die then, While my Ifps were still eweet with his breathy He kissed me last night! O be kiseed me Asif all my life he would drain; And I wonder me now has he missed me, And if be would kiss me again? O would he In rapture enfold me? And would he my yearnings divine, ‘That his arms might forevermore hold me, And his lips cling forever to mine? Cuenry Jaurs. FAN-FLIRTATION TN CUBA, Santiazo de Cuba Correspondence San Franciico Matt. At 10 o'clock, mounting the steps of an enor- mous sub-structure, I entered the Catnedral of Santiago with Don Antonio. We advanced im- mediately toward the nave. It is of great ex- tent.. Numerous columns, somewhat massive, support the colossal vault. The sides are adorned with chapels, which all contain great riches. Mahogany benches with backs are placed in the nave by the columas. ‘They form two long rows and are’ reserved for men who come to sit there gratis. A good many persons were:in the church. The benches were almost empty, and we leaned against the back of one 80 as to have a good view. Every moment there would enter some lady in full dress, followed by a little negro or uegress carrying a chair, a car- pet, and a prayer-vook. ‘The slave spread care- fully the carpet, placed the chair, presented the book, aud then squatted humbly behind the chair. His mistress knelt down, murmured a short prayer, then sat down and adjusted her large, black veil on her uncovered head, fanned herself, and looked around her, As soon as ber black eyes perceiv- ed the face of an acquaintance, she bowed slightly, with a smile. The women of different classes mingled together, provided that they were richly clothed. and followed by little ne- gros, carrying chairs and carpets. “The more humble women, who came to pray, did not place theuiselves in the nave, but on the sides. Ladies a ‘ally come to be seen and to be admired; ence it is vot surprising that they should show Ives in their very best attire. They are ently restless ‘and preoccupied, They those who cuter, and fan themselves with a remarkable art. Themauagement of the fan isa curious thing in this country. In the hands of coquettes this clegant little instru- ment serves less to fan them than to express their sentiments. It bas a complete lancuage, more varied than that of flowers, more eloquent than that of the eyes. The different modes of opening and closing it, with more or less rapidity and noise, have a’ thou- sand significations.” During the course of the Grand Mass, sung ina slow and monotonous voi¢e, accompanied by the organ and by violins, my sttention was attracted by a very pretty person, who appeared to occupy herself much more in contemplating a young man than in regarding the altar or her prayer-book. Her face, somewhat Jong in form, had a mellow paleness that well became her ‘style of beauty. She darted at him the dazzling glances of two large eyes, capable of inflaming many a heart. Her hair of magnificent black framed well her forehead. Her nose spread itself a little to- ward the base. as if to Iet pass easily the strong breath of her passion. Her little mouth, with its lips of coral, opeued partly from time to time to show two rows of dazzting pearls. Soon the young mau smiled at her, made her 2 sign with bis head, and kept his eyes uvon her. Then she began to maneuvre her fan with charming readiness and grace. With her small white hand she seemed to send to this happy young man all sorts of pleasant messages with her little instrument, adorned with pre- clous stones, lwas very much puzzled, but, fortunately, I had with me Don ) Gas who undertook. to explain to me this mysterious Janguage. He knew the voung man, who h: revealed to him the seerct of the signs ngreed upon between him andthe senora. “See,” said he to me, “at this moment she holds her fan entirely open and right before her. That means, ‘fam enchanted to see you.’ The fan half open would have signified a moderate Pleasure. She has already chanwed in position. Now it is ix profile. She asks him thus: ‘Have you not been sick?” Ah! nowitis closed and Derpendicular. That means, ‘Shall Lsee you again to-day? Now it is placed horizontally. She thus says, ‘You must come.’ At preseitt, she is opening ft slowly, fold by fold, and so says to the young mat, ‘The Hours will pass slowly while Iam waiting for you.” +See,” said 1 “the fan has fallen from her bands!? “She bas let it fall voluntarily, said my friend, ‘upon her lap, and has placed her hand upon it, That means, * Do not fail; Icount upon thei you.’ She thus says to him, ‘I have much #- say to you.” This was all certainly very inge- nious. " The acted conversation stopped’ there. Soon the young mun, who, doubtless, had on- tained all the information he desired, eave an- other nod and retired. Another young man subsequently made a sign to her, and, as soon as ebe perceived it, her countenance changed suddenly, her black evrers frowned, her open fan closed itself, and, with nervous sharpness, she struck seyeral blows with it upon her thumb. “Lquickly had revourse.to any inter- preter. “That movement,” answered he, * sis- nifies, ‘My heart will always. remain closed fo you, as my fan uow is, and you -annoy me.” ‘As soon as the mass was ended, the fashionable young men hastened to place themselves in two ines at the principal outlets to see the crowd puss out. They communicated to one another their observations, and sometimes indulged in criticisms or compliments, addressed in an undertone to the young women. WOMEN OF THE ISLANDS OF MAINE Benton (Me,) Correspondence New York Erening Post. There was Susie Sinnett, of Orr's Island (or Grest Island), who, when her father’s health failed, carried on his business like a Joya) son. She went, in his boat, to Portland: traded, as he had done, with Portland merchunts; brought home the goods, and all things went as pros- perously as when her father was about—perhaps more securely. Susie became an expert sailor. She knew the watery ways between Harpswell and Portland as one knows the garden-path he uaily travels. Parson Eaton, who firuresin the writings of Mrs. Stowe, was in his glory in Su- sie’s day. All the islanders were faithful meet- ing-goers. Early Sunday forenoon the maleand female population was upon the shore, ready to enter their boats to sail over to Harpawell Neck, inorder to attend preaching. ‘Che girls car- ried thelr white stockings and kid slippers rolled up in their bands. Safe across the water, they retired to fence corners and bushes to put them on before entering the meeting- house. One pair of slippers in those. times lasted a girl several years. One Sunday there was over all the bays for so dense that you conld not see the length of the boats: Several old sea captains were on board, but not one of them could tell which way to steer for the land- ing-place. After vainly trying to get their bear- ings, they admitted that they were lost. “Let me take the helm, then,” spoke wpa cheerful, confident Voice, and Susie Sinnett went forward and laid a firm hand on the wheel. “Avast there!" shouted atat; “give Suste sea room, and follow her.Jead.”. ‘This was willingly done; and in a few moments Susie ran the prow of her boat into the exact spat thut they bad been pecking: So all the boats came safely to the ant Some of the present dwellers of these islands are worthy of note. Thera is one lady, Miss ——, worth mention, and whose inemory should not be left to perish. She has for many years taught school in and about the ‘Town of “Bruns- wick, Me., and doubtless many.2 good man and woman in that region owes much to her intlu- ence and iustruction. She fs an imposing hu- mau structure, not far from seven fect high, and weighing not less, I think, than 300 pounds. Her voice is titted to her size, aud her strength equal toither. She is pleasing to behold,— very handsome, the Anakim would probably call her, I wish Mr. Barnim had found her be- fore he married off hie handsome Quaker giant. Miss —~ and that giant would have made a noble, astonishing pair. Miss —— was sent for once to reduce to order a school of evil repute. The scholars there, mainly young men of the savage order, had amused themselves by turning their tea ers out, and throwing desks, books, and benches out after them. Miss —, ruler in band, walked. the tout King her exordium. Her ruler was like av *s bean. She told the school why she was there, aud serenely Invited those who designed to make trouble Lo begin it at one Notacreature stirred. Everz_ eye in the house was fastened on her, Her black eyes rolled majestic in their cayes, and gleamed with terri- Lie meanings upon the big boys, who then and there resigned “the weaponsot thelr rebellion.’” Alter some weeks one young fellow of 21 years, who, by virtue of nis slender legs, handsome face, and heaped-up curls, considered bituself a universal beau and a privileged character, began to air his pretensions rather obnoxiously. Miss —— looked at him once or twi The glare did make Adolphus shrivel somewhat; but van- ity. and impudence swelled him our again. £ kbow not precisely what it was that precipitated the crisis; but it came one day when all thegirls were present. One stride, and Miss — was alongside of the curly dandy,—one grab andthe curly dandy was across her knev,—Kicks, howls, seratches were efforts thrown away; and amid the almost dying struggles of the boys nut to rend the uir with laughter, and the hysterical shricks of the girls, Adolphus was disciplined iu astyle and to a degree that he will rememberto his departing day. Poor beau! How his face and his curls did look just then! The girls never had need of any other picture to make theur remember him. A STROKE OF LOVE-LIGHTNING. St, Louls Glove- Democrat's Long- Branch Letier. Lhave met here recently an old friend who, a few years since, was one of the most resolute and philosophic of bachelors. He was grounded on reuson, and he had at his tongue’s eud all the arguinents that distinguished anti-matri- monialists have used for centuries, He was not fierce, he was calm and logical, and I have often said, “{£ any-'man Is safe from counubial perils, he is safe beyond peratventure.” After ex- changing grectings with my old friend, he blurt- ed out, “Well, P'm married. I confess it; but please don’t tell me that you knew [ should be; that you had expected tt; for Tam no fool, and Thaye sworn 100 times that to me marriace was absolutely impossible.” Subsequently he gave ¢ bis coutidence. He was walking one muon- ight evening on the beach with a young Jady be had’ known for five or six years. She was a friend of his sister, and he re- garded her as a kind of adopted sister. He had lied ler for ber sound judgment, strength of character, avd freedom of sentiment. They were walkiug quictly along and discussing Her- bert Spencer. One of the last things he remem- bered distinctly was that they were illustrating the survival of the titrest by examples within their own Knowledge. The next thing be knew he had proposed to her, and she was throbbing ‘on his bosom like ‘a volcano In eruption, and sobbing out that she had adored him from the first moment she had laid eyeson nm. “ Wasn't that rather queer!’ he asked, ‘for a young woman of extraordinary strength of chetacter, totally devoid of sentiment? Well, I am devil- isk glad it happened, though how it happened, to this day I have uo idea. But_ you know I’m always looking ior the cause of things. I won- der still what put us into that passionate mood —us, who had always been so_ self-contained in one another's society. Was it the moon? Or could it have been the sca”? A COMEDY OF ERRORS. . Here is a using comedy of errors with a Parisian edge: Mme. de V. was very jealous, and determined to watch her husband. One day he told her he was going to Versuilles, and when he went out she put on her bonnet and followed him. Sne kept him in sight until he turned into a passage which shortened the way tation. where she missed him. She stood for a few minutes in the passage look- ing about, aud suddeuly saw a mau coming out of agiove-shop with a rather overdressed lad: From the distance she made sure the man was her husband, and without a word of warning ‘she gave him three or four sounding boxes on the car, When the gentleman turned around to coufront his assailant, she perceived that she had made 2 inistake, and at the same moment she caught sight of her husband, who had replenished his cigar-case ata tobacvonist’s, and was crossing the street. What could she do? It goes without saying that she fainted inthe arms of the stranger whose ears she boxed, while the other lady off as fast as she could to avoid scandal.” The stranger, who was a comedian, was astonished to find an unknown lady in bis arms; aud, while his ears were still tingling from her blows, he was again startled. A gentleman collared him, and shaking him roughly asked him what he meant by embracing a lady in the street. “Why, she boxed my cars and fainted!” screamed theactor. “She is wy wife,” shouted the irate husband, ‘and would never have struck you without cause!” The infuriated gentlemen shook their fists until the lady, Who had been carried into a shop, recovered suf- ficiently to explain how it had happened. A SERVANT-GIRLS’ RING. There is a servant-girls’ ring at Dubuque, fa. A lady recently endeavored to re-engage a ser- yant-firl who worked for her two years ago, and gave excellent satisfaction, but she resolutely refused to come, though she acknowledged that she liked her former mistress as tnuch as the latter liked her. The lady urged her to give her reasons for refusing a permanent place with ‘one whom she acknowledged she liked so well. Then the girl said that she was a member of a ring or sceret society of servant-girls, cach of whom was pledged to oring from her employ- er’s a given amount of provisious—meat, or flour, or butter, or soap, or something—every week, and, fn return for this, when out of em- nent, the person to wAom these articles were given supported them until they found, or she could find for them, anuther place. And the girl refused to re-enter the employment of her former mistress, because the lady had been so kind to her that she cotld not im; up ber mind to steal anything from her.—Z£zchange. FASHIONABLE EMULATION. Lady (sneaking with difliculty)—“ What have you made it rouna the waist, Mrs. Price!” Uressmaker—Twenty-one inches, ma’am. You couldn't breathe with less!” Lady— What's Lady Jemima Jones’ waist?” Dressmaker—“ Nineteen and a-half just now, ma’am. But her ladyship's a head shorter than you are, and she’s zt ever so much thinner since er Sines Jast aun!” Lady—"Fhen make it nineteen, Mrs. Price, and Dll engage to get into it!"—Exchange. FEMININE NOTES. Three good-looking young Indies yesterday stood beside a grocer’s sign which read: “Don't squeeze these peaches.” * A Baltimore belle, just from Vassar College, wheni told by the waiter that they had no goose- berries, exclaimed, “ What has happened to the goose {?? That was a scrupulous young lady in Boston who refused to meet nerlover—Tustus his name was—at home, because she had heard her minis- ter say that Justice should always be meeted out, A,German dairy-matd in Jefferson County fell head first intoa tank of soft Sweitzer cheese last week. Here itis again. A woman in the Kase, as usual—New York Commercial Ad- vertiser.- A spinster lady of 50 remarked the other day thut she could go alone at six months. “Yes,” said her hateful young half-brother, ‘and You've been going. it ‘alone’ ever since and hever euchred anybody.” “T'vg not seen much Of you lately.” said a gentleman to his partner ata ball, the other day. ‘Mamina,” replicd the partner, bashfully casting her eyes. down, “makes us wear our ” dresses so very A belle’s watering-place outfit: ‘Dresses to sit in, and stand in, and walk in: dresses to dance in, and flirt in, and talk in; dresses for breakfast, and dinner, and ball; dresses in which to do nothing at all.” A certain Registrar in an English town is un- fortunately very deaf One day 2 woman went to resister thé birth of her child, and had to answer the ugual questions. Totheone, “Were you present at the sbirth?”? the astonished woman answered, “I’m. the mother of the child.” “But that is not an answer to my question,” replied the Registrar: ‘were you present at the birth??? “Yes, of course,” she said, I was there.” Hostese—“ Pray, Mr. Prettyman, if you neither dance, plays sing, nor converse, what do you do!” . Prettyman—' Aw, stwike gwaceful attitudes, aw—and Jet the ladies long for me, aw!" —Harper’s Bazar. Not long ago, in an English court, a female witness, on the oath being administered, re- jeatediy kissed the Clerk itistead of the book. it was some time before she was made to under- stant the proper—or at least the legal—thing to 0. “There is something indescribably irresisti- ble,*! remarked Mr. Adonis, ‘about a woman's smile.” ‘Yes, replied ‘his triend, an old married man, who had frequently accompanied his wife on shopping excursions, ‘a womau’s mile runs about twenty-turee furlongs,” —Huik- eye. A young fellow, who was a bit of a Bohemian, fell in Jove with bis laundress,a charming young creature; and. in order that he might see her frequently, he contrived to make her call every day to take sumething to the Wash. As chance would have {t, they were separated from cach other for a time, but by and by they met again. “Have you been true to me afl this time?” in- quired the comely damsel.” “Nec,” said he, “TF have worn nothing but paper collars since we parted.” A Danbury man who went to 2 drug store to have a presvtiption prepared, seeing nobody but a clerk present, said: “Young man, you are keeping company with a girli? ‘Yes, sir,” answerea the clerk, with a blush. “Do you think the world of her? ST do." said ‘the clerk firmly, although blushing considerably. “Ts she in town’ pursued the custome, aux~ jously. “No, sir, she is away on a visit.” “That will do,” said the man, decisively. “ You can’t fool around any prescription for me.” And he went away.—Danbury News. CURRENT GOSSIP. SABBATH-BELLS. Dawns the morn, the Sabbath-morn, Balmy laden, calm and bright, Kissing back the ehades of night, Chazing sunbeams in their tight. Mark!he bella are ringing, ringing— Sabbath-belle are sweetly ringing— Sabbath-belts are sweetly singing. Now swelling high, now thrilling tlow— ‘Now here, now there—above, below— On wings of love they come and go, Like some sweet river's tranquil dow— Mark: footfalls swiftly glide along; They come—they come—a mighty throng. What calls them hence? Al ‘is the bella; ‘Their chime a holy purpose tells— ‘The happy chime of Sabbath-bells. List! list! Now hear them, wha: ‘They speak of lands fur, far away; They speak of lanas divinely fai They speak of love, her beauty rare; ‘They speak of Heaven and Heavenly ways; They epeak of God—they sing His praise; ‘They speak of all thirgs bright and falr. List! list! Their voice ts stiled in prayer— Sweet prayer, While soul-thoughts wing their way through air, Up. upward, where ‘The God of Love reigns ever there. “ Sweet bells! sweet bells! Your chime a holy purpose tells. Thing on! ring on! aweet Sabbath-bells— + Sweet bells! Joseva D, Tunney. SAVAGE SPORT. Chambers’ Journal. Tne tiger, the tyrant of the Indian jungle, has, as is due, the precedence over his feebler or less-dreaded congeners. Skirting the base of the Himalayan range, extending east and west for many hundreds of miles, is a tract of land covered with jungle, called the Terai; this is his chosen home. Cradled in. the long feathery grass of the jungle, he gambols about in bis in- fancy playful asa kitten, and usually attains when full grown the length of nine or nine and abalf feet. Wild hogs, deer, and all the larger species of game, are his usual prey; but sometimes a pair of ‘tigers will take up their avode within a miie of a village, sallying out from theirlair every three-or four days to pull down a bullock cr a buffalo, alwaysselecting the fattestin theherd. The strength of theirmuscu- lar forearms isenormous. Capt. Baldwin says:, “T remember in Assam a tiger in the dead of' night leaping over a fence nearly five feet high, selzing one of the largest oxen, and again leap- The back, dragging the bullock after bim across* several Hlelds und over two hedges.” In his ald age, when his teeth become worn, be-not in- trequently becomes a man-eater; and such is the devastation he then occasions, that whole villages are sometimes’ deserted, and extensive districts laid waste from dread of these feline scourges. In these «disastrous circumstances the adventof an English sportsman with his rifle and elephants fs hailed asa God-send by the whole neighborhood. A tigerwhen brougnt to bay often ‘spits’? like a cat.’ Contrary to the received opinion, tigers seldom roar; but at night the forests resound with hideous din of their cries, which resemble the caterwauling of a whole squadron of yieantiec tomcats. In nakloe ac re etnies ules a se of short, vicious, coughing growls, as trying to the nerves as the most terrilic roar. Tiere hunting. even trom elephant-back, is always accompanied with danger. One day when Capt. Baldwin and 9 friend were out beating the bush for tigers, one of his beaters, a fine young man, ‘foolishly creot forward to try and discover the actual spot where the tiger was hiding. He must have approached within a few feet of the animal, for it strack but one blow without moving or exposing its body, and dashed the unfortunate man with great violence to the bottom of a stony ravine.” He was res- cued at once, but died the same evening, his skull having been fractured by the blow from the tiger’s paw. In tiger-shooting; when you discharge your picce, whether you hit or miss, you must not move, but. standing perfectiy stil. keep your eye onthe animal, and put in afresh cartridge. Many lamentable accidents have oceurred from sportsmen going rashly up to fallen tigers, erroneously supposing them to be dead. One or two stones should always be thrown first, to see what power of mis- chief fs left in him, for it fs quite possible that he may require: another ball asa quietus. Atiger cannot climb trees, but he can spring to a considerable height, and this shoula be re- membered in shooting them from whatarevalled machans, a sort of framework of poles resting on the higher branches of a tree. An officer, some years ago, in Ccntral Indix got into a tree which overhung 4 water-vourse to watch for tigers. He was a considerable way up the tree, but he did not advert to the fact that the high bank of the raviae behind him was almost on a level with bia. In no long time a tiger eame to drink, and he tired at and hit it, but failed to Kill it; when the enraged brute rushed up the bank to the higher ground behind, and, spring- ing upon nim, drazved hint out of the tree, and bit and tore him so frightfully that he diced very soon after he was rescued. Yowerfuland ferocious as the tiger is, he isafraid of the wild-doy. A pack of these ravenous creatures, tindingstrength in their union, will set upod, kill, aud devoar a tiger. In the opinion of some old Ludian sports- meu, the panther is even more to be dreaded than the tiger. He is a large, powerful tlior- oughly ferocious brute. In oid age he also sometimes takes to 1nan-eating, but not so often as the tiger does. Our author, however, gives an instance “of one in Gwalior wha bad de- voured over fifty human beings, and was the terror of the whole district.” One evening Capt. Baldwin, aloux with a-friend, was perched in a tree in an open part of the jungle, pear the varcass of a cow, which hud been killed as was supposed by a tiger. The body was covered x birds of prey strugcling and fighting over it like so many feathered demons, when sudden- ly a great commotion occurred among the uoisy diners-out, and with 2 whish-h-h of their heavy wings they left theic dainty fare, an flew into the trecs close by, making way asit appears for tucir betters, for. very soon a huge brute approached the carcass and began to tear sud gnaw at the flesh. “A tier? whis- pered the Captain to his companion. “No; a yery large vanther.” answered the other, fring as he spoke. but not killing the animal. Ina minute he recovered himself, and, springing up, made straight for the tree. {t was an ugly situ- ation, for although a tiger cannot chmb a tree, a panther can, as well asyo cat, As he ap- proached, another shot was fired at himawhich passed between his forelegs, and he paused and looked up. “Never,” says our author, “shall forget the devilish expression of that terrible countenance.” An awful moment of suspense followed, during which Ca,tain Baldwin con- unved to give bim his quietus. hey say; Cutcaco. A BAD GAME OF FREEZE-OUT. . Burlington Hawkeye. No, John William isa changed man, He will never be real happy again. He’ was a light- hearted young man once, and he wore a good conscience and @ collar as broad as a minstrel joke, and little tight boots, and his heart was just as fall of affection and the image of a girl “out on High street asitcould hold. And twice a week, Tuesday and Friday nights, John Wil- Usm went up to High street, just dressed to death and overflowing with tender things to say that he had thonght up and composed and read during the day. And she—that High-street girl~always met hia at the hall-door and Jed him into the parlor, and he was, ob just so hapny he wanted somebody to kill him sight away, for he felt too good aud happy to live. Ob, be was a nice young man, Everybody loved him. Dressed in‘such exquisite taste, and such a flow of language, Coutd talk about any and everything under the sun; members of the Philo-Apollodorus-Diadactition Socicty used tocall him the Aveutinonidsas of America, he was so dowing and lucid. Well, onc lovely evening he made his regular semi-weekly visit, went up rather early, alld an- ucipated the best kind of a time, but was struck ailofaheap when the servant answered the dell, and politely ushered hin into the parlor. Bat he thought maybe the dearest girl in the world was just putting on a little style. But ou can't imagine how dreadfully discouraged te felt when be went intothe parlor and couldn’t see the young lady anywhere, and nobody there atall but her mother. Now, John William's acquaintance with her mother was very slight. He had never met ber at all, in fact, and he had casually heard that she didn’t like him pretty much, and that she had ouce remarked that she'd like to meet him once, she’d take some of his impudence and nonzense out of him, that was all. Naturally,Joln Willlam stood in great ase of her mother. Tall woman, with a broad, hign forehead, wide mouth, with awful paren- thescs at the corners of it, thin lips, and eves that had a superoaturally glassy jookevyen when they were smiling. Talked bass. And spoke very slowly. Not at all the kind of 2 woman to impress a strange young man very tenderly. at Joho William isn’t the kind of aman, isn’t John William, not to take advantage of an opportunity when it presents itself, and be re- salved, a3soonns he took -in the situation, to smite while the metal was in a condition of tem- perature indicating malleability. So he pro- ceeded to atrike. He sst downon the edge of the hardest chair he could find. and directly op- posite the young lady’s mother, and looked her directly in the tace. while he began. To begin with, he didn't «say anything. Couldn't exactly think of what he wanted, so be Just looked at her and smiled pleasantly. His overture was met, by a stony clare that not ouly froze his smile, but congealed the very blood in his heart, aud he bad to gasp fora moment ortwo while it thawed out. Then he once more unto the breach, good friends, Pleasant, this evening.” 5 ““Very," came like 2 response from the gloomy’ tomb, and Jobn William felt the cold chills crawl up aud down his back. + ‘It has been a lovely afternoon,” he went on. Beautiful,” she said, hoarsely, and John William thought of stories he had read about dead people who were mesmerized and kept on talking for hours after they were dead. ‘It was very warm during the middle of the day,” John Willlam said, gotue back for a sub- ject, thinking he would light on something if only pushed his researches far enough down the dim, siallowy aisles of the buried past. ‘ Ex-ceed-ing-lr,”” was the solemn response, and John William wanted to stand up and scream so bad that he thought he would go wild. But iu the bright Lexington of youth there’s no such word as never say die, Mr. Brown, and he made one more effort: “It looked like ruin once during the morn- jay ‘e-ry much in-deed,” came ina sepulebral cadence. And'John William held on to nis chair with both hands to keep himself from jumping out of the window. But he persevered: * We had a lovely sunrise,” “Re-mark-a-bly.” And to save his- never dying soul, John William couldn't helo making: a gurgling groan and - pounding on the floor with his heels. “Sirr-r!? the lady exclaimed in the distant thunder tones with which Janauschek used to say Mr, Tulkinghorn, open the door.” “Ob!” screamed John William, springing to his feet and tearing his straw hat (otae braid, $3.50) into shreds. ‘*Oh!” he veiled, dancing up and down like a wild Iudian, while his hair stood up like porks upon the quiliful fretupine, “Ob! It was dogyoned infernally bot till night, you can just bet you, everlasting boots! Hot! Hot?! ohh! aha hehsha-a-a-a!’ And he sailed out of the house and went clatrering down Hieh street, a gibbering, howling, shrick- ing maniac. O brethren; 2 girl doesn’t know what funshe misses by not being born 'a boy! THOUGHT HE’D TELL HER. Detroit Free Press. Among 2 crowd of excursionists wandering: around the City-Hall grounds yesterday after- ndon was a woman about GO years of age who had some remark to make about everything she saw, and she gleaned a good deal of valuable information from a bootblack who was taking a half-day’s vacation. “Where are the Water-Works?” she asked, as they sat down on the stone steps. “0, up here a mile orso,’ he answered, “but I want to tell you that the water doesn’t work: It’s the big engine which works, while the water loafs around ail the time.”? She reflected for a awhile, and then remarked: “ How eraudly those fountains squirt!” “Wrong again, grandma,” he replied in his blandest voice. \“‘1t isn’t the fountains which squirt, but the water. Those fountains ouldn’t be any oetter thab posts if it wasn’t for the water.”” * Yes—ahem—yes,” coughed the old woman asshe pulled out her handkerchief. Pretty soon a wagon went by labeled “Fire Depart- ment,” and as she read off the words the boy observed: “ There’s something I ought to explain. Now, you'd naturally think that that wagon distribu- ted fire around town, but it doesn’t. . They jog around from place to place, carrying supplies, coal, etc. And, I presume you understand, also, that a fire Wagon is not awagon on tire.” She seemed considerably annoyed by his tucid explinations, but she could -not help inquiring: “Are them deers-heads around the gus- lamps?” “Oh, no, grandma—not much. They are made of fron and simply. resemble deers-head. If they were real heads you'd sec blood stream- ing down, and the poor deers would be rolling their eyes in the awfullest kind of agony.’? “T guess lam nota fool!” she sung out as she rose to go. : “LT mistrusted that most half an hour _ago,”” he replied, “but if I was in your town I'd be hopping glad to have you pint out things to me and set me right. Now, they call these stones tings, but do. you see ‘the star-spangled rip- tangled banner ——?* She walked off with great dignity, leaving him to hold gown Ube step alone. AN EXPLANATION. One of the ex-officers of South Carolina amoung the sundry.charges of his office had “oue chignon.” The Charleston Neus and Courier makes this clever explanation for him: “(We bave it upon good authority that there was nothing criminal in this apparent stretch of the privilege of furnishing an office. Mr. Leslie was notorionsly industrious, impatient, observ- ant, and iuventive.. In the first days of his oc~ cupancy of his luxurious office be was excess- iyely annoyed by the interraption of callers, to gratify whose idle ‘curiusjty he was obliged toleave his work. Walking, down the stseet one day, a well-dressed femule figure in a store- dour caught his cye, and wondering why the lady tarried so long he approached, and dis- cc sd that the figure was a dummy. He passed on meditating first about the figure, then, by a natural association of ideas, to women in general, and next about ‘the politeness of Southerners to women, and just here an original idea struck him. He was sure that nu one, at least no Southerner, would attempt ta interrupt him white he seemed to be talking toa woman. Af aquick-sighted New Yorker could mistake a dummy for a lady, why should not other people? No sooner thought than done. The figure was made and plated in his office. Leslie worked with his back to the door and his face to the fiz ure. People came and looked, and waited, and walked away. The thing acted like a charm, and the ied Ae for valico, Darton books and eyes, and a chignon, were amply repaid by the saving in the valuable time of Tune ‘Land-Com- missioner.” GOV. VANCE TO GOV. PORTER. Gov. Vance, of North’ Carolina, sent the fol- lowing peculiarly phrased letter to the Governor of Tennessee: Executive Department, State of North Carolina, Raleigh, July 27.—My Dear Sim: It is officially. reported to mie that two men, lately citizens (I erleve to say) of this law-abiding Commonwealth, named respectively William Reece and Nosh Heece, recently made a hasty visit to Union Conn- ty, Tennessee, on foot, and, disregarding the rights of hospitality and the comity of State:, re- tarned into North Carolina mounted, William on a mule and Noah ou a gray hore. Close npon their heels cume one Barrett Hay, from eaid Union Coun- ty, Tennessee, who made oath in due form tbat said male was his property, and that ssid William bad ontained possession thereof by certain carpet- bag methods in direct contravention. of the eighth commandment. At the same time and place came also one Rubert Love, of said Union County, Ten- nessee, who made a similar affidavit in regard to said Noah Reece and the gray horse,—whereupon, the said William and Noah Reece were arrested and lodged in the jail of McDowell Connty, North Carolina, to await further proceedings. Ihave the honor, therefore, to await your Excellency's pleas- ‘ure in the premises, and to agsure you that it will afford “me no little pleasnre to {ntrast—npon & proper requisition—these erring sona of North Carolina to the correcting hands of your judiciary; and with assurances of very bigh perional and of- ficial regard, . dear sir, very respectfully, yor most obedient servant. . B. Vance. Gov. Porter promptly sent a requisition for the two “erring sons of North Carolina.” A FOXY STORY. ‘Somerset (Me.) Revorter. The fox which- Mr. Fairgrieves now has ocen- piesa yard back of the store. to which Mr.. Fairgrieves* dog has free access. The dog and fox are great friends. They frolic tozether, play “no end” of jokes on each other, and live in the most perfect harmony. save at “meat time.” The discussion that a choice bit will call forth is sometimes most intercstine, Mr, Fairgrieves guve tne fox a bone the other d: The dog had been taught by experience that it was no use for him to try to capture it, so he re. tired into the store to watch the proceeding; doubtless hoping something would turn up in his favor. The fox ate what he wanted of the bone, and preferred to lay it away forfature The dor pricked up his ears, but. yawned and betrayed no especial interes The fox dug 2 deep hole, placed the juicy bone ia the bottom, and, covering it over with earth, “patted” it down. He then went into his ken- nel, brought out an ohl dry bone that he had kept away from the dug for several days “out of pure cussedness,’* placed it in the hole over the sweet one, covered it up with apparent care, and retired to his kennel to watch operations. ‘The dor saw the fox safely housed, and, as he had done before, stealthily approached -the freasure, resurrected the dry bone, and trotted ; on. 2 A BALKY HORSE. Itisavery provoking thing to havea horse balk. No man realizes how helpless hte is until he bas used up a first-class whip, und broken ail the clubs inthe nefghborhood on the stubborn back of a balky horse. There is nothing to fall back upon but the driver's own store of mvee tive, and, as 2 general thing, the animal ts utterly indifferent toall the scathing epithets which are heaped on his head. Any man who brings forward a plan to circumvent a balky horse may be regarded esa benefactor to hu- ! manity in general. Sach a man resides ‘in! Broomfield, Mass. His horse balked. and in a i few minutes there was the usual dearth of | ites in the vicinity. The wagon was loaded ! with’ hav, aud soa happy thought struck the / Broomtield man. He placed a bundle of hay | under the animal, and set tne dry material on } fire. The excessive stability of the borse in- | stantly disappeared. and a suddenly develooed ! locomotive force disptayed itself ‘with the most remarkable rapidity. Even the neigh. ! bors who were opposed to this Pittsburz method } of promoting a horse’s ambition, admit that the cure was complete, but unfortunately the bay load took fire and the horse ran into the baru, which was destroyed.— Exchange. { THE KAISER’S DAY’S WORK. | The Emperor William’s habits are described in the Colozne Gazette, as follows: He rises at 6 or 6:30, appears on the promenade abouts, | drinks the water at the prescribed fotervals till j 9:30, then breakfusta, and every other day alsa {| takes a bath between 10:30 and 11: During | the morning he receives civil and military re} ports, dines abont 4, generally inviting com-{ pany, and then receives a report on foreign; ailzirs, a Cabinet courier arriving -every morn- 1 ing, and the telezraph office being open night! and day. If au interval remains hefore the! theatre, the Emperor takes an afring, and about } 7:30 appears on the promenade, then attends} he pias next takes tea, and about 10:45 retires | to his narrow iron bedstead, unless business de-! tains him till 11 or 11:20.” ~ FRANCIS MURPHY. ‘! Bis Trial for Murder, in Portland, Me. Francis Murphy, the temperance lecturer, re ceatly gave to a reporter the following sccount of hfs trial for murder in 1869: “Tn 18891 was proprietor of the Bradley Hotel in Portland, Me. On the morning of Sept.3) aparty of travelers from the boat came up te’ my hotel for breakfast. After they had washed up and gone in to breakfast, 1 found one of them remained in the office, and sat with his face in his hands. Tasked him if he wasn't go ing in to breakfast, and he said he had no money. Itold him togo inand get breakfust, and he, would be all right. He said he didn’t feel well, and would like a glass of liquor, andI gaveit to him. T saw irom his face that He. was re} covering from adebauch. He told me that name was Murray; that he was a tallor, peuni-, less and astranger. ifelt sorry for lim. and told him that if be would avoid drink and get work {’dtrust him for aweck’s board. He scemed grateful, aud soon got work in a tailor shop. Two days afterward, unknown to me, he began to drink, he insulted .a lady boarder at supper, and after supper when sie was going to her room he attempted to outrege her. My clerk rescued her, and ran up stairs and_took hold of Murray to get him down stgirs. He re sisted some, but I got him down'-to a landing eleven steps from the floor, when ne tried to throw me over the balusters, but failed, and I threw bim over. He didu’tseem burt,” and Started to come up stairs again, but [ toreed him back, called.a policeman, and bad hum taken to the station house. That night he was very sick. A medical examination showed that there was a slight frecture of the skull, and ina few days the poor fellow died. Iwas tried for mur- der and was convicted of manslaughter. “In the first place there was a great rivclry between Frye, the prosecutor, and Shepley. my counsel, and Frye would do’ anything to best Shepley. In the second place, people believed that Murray got liquor at my place, and they werd fanatical enough to reel that a liquor-seller ought tobe havged- The fact is, Murray never had adrop of liquorin my house except the glass I gave him the first morning. My case was appealed and £ was let out on bail, Shepley being my bondsman by permission of the court, though it was contrary to usage. But the charge of murder hung over me. All my prop- erty had gone to defray the expenses of my trial. My family was in’ poverty. I was in de- spair and took to drinking. I had always drunk some, but I bud nut previously been dissipated. Three weeks after I got out of. jail my wife died. That threw me ingo greater misery, Ldrank more. [drank to such excess that my friends had to put me back in jail asa place of safety. While there Chaplain Sturtevant visit- ed the jail and held relizious services, and I was converted. The result of my appeals was that Iwas sentenced to thirty pare imprisonment. AfterT got out of jail “Mr, William Deering, now of Chicago, befriended me, and imduced me ane liquor and lead a useful life. Pretty soon alter T was released I went into this teni-. perance work.’? 2 SONG OF THE PEACE-SPIRIT. Peace! Peaca! Peace! Brood like a heavenly calm, Peace! Peace! Pesce! Into wounded hearts poora balm, Chant, softest voice of wares, And toss your silvery spray _ With a chiming knelt for the King of Hell, Whose reign 1a over to-day. Joy! Joy! Joy! ‘That the sanguine revel is o'er— Joy! Joy! Joy! ‘That for you the conflict’s no more, Let warriors revel in gore, e And pray for their Jaureis increase— Let the sanguine dream of the sabre’s gles 1 yield you the trophy of Peace. Death! Death! Death! 4 ‘With heaps of reeking slain— Death! Death! Death! Cumbers valley, and hill, and plain. And over each pallid brow Ay brovding wings I wpread, Woaile thetr souls atar wear the deathlees sta? ‘That glows forthe brave, true dead. Lifet Lifet Life! O martyrs, T bid you to live— Life! Life! Lifet ‘That the Eternal oniy can give. Over the mystic stars Souls radiant with life, Free {rom the tears of corroding yeare, Echo no voice of strife. Carcaco, June 2. ‘Maoom A. Coxsz. REFORM IN THE INTERIOR DEPARTMENT. ‘There was a time when employes In that department called Interior Were gentlemen who took theirease, 5 And showed **deportment most saperior.” ” | |... But times nave changeu, they're now compisining ‘That work tney must, e’en thongh ft hurts; And all the gentlemen remaining Bi; Have changed to—yes, they’re under—Schurs- | .* The Hands. ; According to a fashion letter from. Saratogs * in the New York Graphic, the dalls and rouls there all pat on an appearance of succumb! a3 to the hard times. In one whole evening onlf*; -three pairs of white kid gloves were seen. Thé *. realreasonis, however, that the hands are covees: with lace mittens which cost $5 in Paris and St es or $20 in thisconntry. In consequence of this: fashion great attention is pald tothe tinger-nalls 5 aud 8 Mrs: ——, a8] list in the art of be 4 i ing them, announces that she is in Saratoga 20. the season, and will treat finger-nails in Part ant style. This is to have them very jlong_ pointed, and artificially whitened, vs Tae