Chicago Daily Tribune Newspaper, December 16, 1877, Page 11

e R A S SR L3 B A L s 'THE CHICAGO TRIBUNE: SUNDAY, DECEMBER 16, 1877—SIXTEEN PAGES. 1L NEW YORK. The Weekly Budget from the Metropolis. society's Aid for the Crescent and the Cross. changes in the Modes Dictated for Full Dress. he Theatre Managers Who Will Not ‘ Come Down.” and the History of the Greal Excise Muddle and Novement. m Our Own Correspondent. New Youx, Dee. 13.—San Francisco citizens have time and acain tried to ercate euvy iu the minds of fricnds bere by writing of roses bloom- ing out of doors in January, aud all that sort of {irng, especially caleulated to affect people ex- periencing below-zero chills. No such stories will do this scason, if the weather continues so shenomenal as it has been {hus far. Open win- dows and superfluous fires, Wwith charming at- mosphere for promenade and shopping, make December at this date an unusual ally to trade and enjoyment. There has been no cold weath- cryet to speak of, and frosts have been rare justead of common. Mauy a man drags about the sunceessary ulster because a fall overcoat seems £0 out of propriety, and many a woman sroaus secrelly because it is ntterly impossible to splay seslskins and fars in such a temperature. e furricrs, Indced, have had more cause than any one else 10 wish for a change. Country dealers of shrewdness have been stocking up manufacturers were ready almost to away their products rather than them remain on band untl winler, iThe Hudson River steamers go up to Albany laden with freieht, with fair prospect of beiggable to transport Cyristmas orders right up to the day, without oppcsition from the dreaded jce. Sowarm and spring-like & December bas not becn kuown for years. There was little anow if any last year at this time. but there wae cold alr enough to Eatisfy the most pitiless coal-desler. Now the coal companies propose to stop produc- tion till the winter has a chance to catch up with their provisions for it. Tbe poor are in special fortone. and the tramp clings with hopefal face to endezvous in the_park. Various lines of in- gustry have been pushed with extreme rapidity which must have been retarded if not stopped en- tirely by the cold usual at this season. The cle- vated-railway foundations, for instance, are nearly Juid through on the Sisth-svepue romte. from Chambers strect to the Park, aud the great strands which ace to support the Lrooklyn bridre daily prow and muMiply. It is well 10 be lappy over this long Indian eummer while it Jasis. for in a izht may come a chance such a8 makes **the swinter of our discontent.™ TILE CROSS AND CRESCENT. The first public social event of importance was not o great by auy means as it dver- 1ised to be, and hence suffers in proportion to disappointed expectations. The ball was a very prilliznt onc undoubtedly, and displayed' quisite toilets and much wealth. But the Pres- jdent, and his lady did not. come in a special traiu from Washington, neither did the mem- bers of the Cabivet nor the foreign Ambass: dors appear. The only motables from abroad were Aristarchi Bey, the Turkish Consul av this port. and Mr. Story, the sculpior and author. The assemoly was more of a private thau a public char- acter, and was composed of the ladies and gentle- men of Murray Hill rociety who are regularly to be found at the Academy on such an occasion. There has been some criticism of that charity which would send meney 1o aid sufferers who ough: o be cared for by their own Governments, which are responsible for their condition, at a time when there is more euffering and want right at home than have been known iu many years, if ever: bul then all charity balls mu:l expect criticism, and it 1# not u new thing that fashion £hould like 1o epend meney and make 3 display for what kecms @ Jarzer pinlanthropy in proporticn <o its distance from home. FULL-DRESS TASHIONS. The main feature of the ball, of course, was its costumes, and I venture to trench oo the fashion department o far as to give a few com- ments from an evening paper, whose costume writer is good authority. The report says: The costumes were some of them very handsome. but were more remarkasle for théir deceliete than for their beatty. Very low souure tne rale, bu ¢ were pointed and tasques sevéral cut Gown in 4 point at the buck nearly to the waist. The sleceves 'te these low bodice: ere across the shoulder £overed with 2n which was ueually con- of flowers neck. of fizured lace, and lace sleeves to tached to sowme of the hich edying or {ri tizued round to ehort they we he ¢lb Yodics new 1o chranicle. E are +till oz, and the bunch have beea somewhat reviy of imnuriance is, a8 before e poncerance of low bodsces over the bigh ones, and The alwost entive absence of leeves AMUS A morning paver recently printed an editorial on the amusement season, past, present. and prospective. ‘The writer was ot in o hopeful vein. The theatrical business thus far he oro- nouneed unusually bad, while the outlook-was not apparently bettar. Two or three theutres were allowed to have kept even with exvenscs but that any manazer bad done a paying busi- ness was a question not considered open. The public, it was asserted, seemed less disposed than ever to be drawn by novelties or real at- tractions. The cause, then, must be sought otnerwhere than in the bills preseuted. It was to Tie found, in this critic’sopinion, simply and sulely in the necestity for economy. The rich were le: rich. thepoor were poorer, than formerly. evening ut a first-class thestre was a tolerably cost- 1y Jusury, whici peopie had decided they must re- nounce. The remedy was plain. Let the prices Ve reduced. This need not imply the wholesale down of the scale. but the mntroduction of ble system of wrading, that found ere the Continent. The American notton that there were bui two classes s, #ood ounes ; and bad ones, pernicions And_ to bel pouten rid of as speedily as possible. The conclasion ‘was reached “that if eome manager of good rtanding would take the initianve. make it universally known lat hile the very front ecats were tetd at the old prices, there were other rows Su every re destrable and not less respectable, st lessér prices and then provide extertainment of 1he same hizh order Bitherto. the result woald be such ax to show the truth of the provosition that the dull and unsatisfactory husiness 1¢ due to Jack of money and not of interéstin wood perform ances. This statement of the case created a com moifon, if nothing more. Sets of interviews fol- Jowed. ' As was 10 be expe the mana: vith one voice opposed the 5 10 reauce. while those of the people who wero chosen as fair repre- sentatives of theatre-goinz classes were as unani- mons_in favor of the idea. The manazers would not asdmit that business was 8o noor as stated, 1o begin with, and, however poor it was. they put the fault un tne character of (he entertainment ratier ihaw on the prices charged for them. Mr. Bouci- canlt wax fike himself in saying that sheh thinzs were none o1 the press’ buginess, and in treating a suggestion merely ax if it were unwarranted in- terierence or a~sanlr. e was sure Mr. Wallack had made money out of **Marriage,” and conld :c it hand over Gst at any time by eimpiy put- g Mr. Loucicault on his stage. Toall thie Ar. Wallack assented, s he usually does when Dion does the falsme, as he usually does when heis around. Onc wman was particalarly skarp on THE CLASS OF PERFORMANCES which bad been put before the public. We had cometo depend on the French playwrights for catehing picces, he said, and the Freuch bad not produced any recentiy. Avother expericuced manager fell back on the Brooklyu disaster. and asserted that all other causes did not at date so much affect the busiuess as the memory of that destruction of life. Gradually, howeser, this cloud was lifting, and then there woulll beue [urther trouble. The general experieucg was to the effect that the high priced eeats wero tho ones always ¢old first, and the mapagers held it die- tinctively an American characterietic that, if a man, poor as well as rich, were foing fo an enter- 1ainment at all, be was bound to have the very best seat tobe sad. 1t was cited in proof that, ratber than take good seats inthe balcony, or 1in [he roar of the house, parsies would go outside and pay half-a-dollar estra to the tickel- rcculators. who ingest {he entrances and ougnt to ' indictable a¢ extremo nuisances. If thisiean merican characteristic, the ooncr people are ducated out of such a specics of snobbishness thic Letter for the countrs. Like silly ideas in foreign- ereare nownere condemncd and ridiculed more 2dily than here, aud the remark of the editorial citer is a worthy one, that it would at least be worth while for somebody to try the experiment. _believing they were protec The most reasonable anewer made in opposition to Teduction was that regarding. the onormous aala- ries paidto feading artists, the prevaration de- manded by every new play in _the linc of costly scenery and ectting. and hence the vast expense of running a theatre fn good st¥le. Nobody can deny that, in contrast 1o the salaries paid members of other and certainly not less exacting or laborious Professions, acturs have reason to congratulate themisclveson thelr present fortune and financial The new play at Wailack's, by the way, cannot he callod an Haprovement in the programine at that favorite bouse. There s sensational mater nougn, and the mounting is as ine us every new picee réceives there. Bnt whatever judgment is nowmade np regarding Mr. Boucicault's latext drama, a return to **Marrlage ™ would no doubt b preferable (o aitting thraugh the five parts of onatLaet.” The plot is certainly Frenchy enongh, and the working out of it tartlini enough. ‘There is proposed ducling and a rescue from sui- cide, broken-heurtedness und much tragic decla- mation, al) conneeted with the struggies of a re- formed roue of 2 hushand who unaccountably falls in love with and, after the ad_interim encounters with fate and an earlier lover. at last wins—his own wile. The piece has met with a8 much favor as conld reasonably be asked for. It belongs to that clars which makes so many sigh for a_retnm {0 something true sud human, not human as thinzs arcscenin Paris, but s they appear in a land where fiaxh and trash ceftainly bave no right to form or rule Laste. THE POLICE RAID upon the liquor-dealers is one of those temno- rary proceedings which, from their very vio- lence and overshootivg, react upon the orii- uators, In this ease there is resson why the wrosceuted should claim to be persecuted also. Injustice and oppression cannot be practived with impunity, eveu by so great au authority as that of the police zovernment. If it uppear to the sense of the masses that a wrong kas been doue-under the cloak of rizht, the same must be answered for in some So. if it appear that hundreds of men have been arrested and ziven no choice bt tospend o nisht in the station- touse, used in au annecessarily harsh munner, and all because two Caty Boaras chanced 1o bnve a full- ing out, then it does not matterif tne arrested pur- tick were violators of Jaw, they became in a cer- tnin sense martyre, and as such receive 8 sympathy and helpwhich otlierwise never would be theirs. Juthis way Mr. Beecher, who certainly Is not a saloou-keeper's friend or agracate, wis led ‘to condemn the crosade agninst this class ne arbitra- oy, spusmodic, unjust. aud i reality hartful in- stead of heipful to the temperance canse. The history of this last movement is inatructive. 1n the Grst place, the active lemperance organi tions bave been busily ut work Lo accure an forcement of the rigorous statute of 1857 evel since the investigations of Ohver Cotter and others found that to be the statute etill in force, throngh the blandering repeals made at Albsny. Early 1ast apring there was much agitation at thie discoy- ery. and & spasmodic altempt was nade to close huindreds of ealogns. The privcipnl reault at that time~the Police Board not inclined to_join in the Murphy movement—was the total bewilder- ment of thie Exeime Commissioners us 1o whether they had any autnority to srant anything. The liguor-sellers bridged the chiasm. 15 may be re- membered, by putting three or more Ceds in a £1de-room or in the corner. &0 18 to brinz them- selves within the tavern provieion. _Licenscs were granted without overmuch care in this respect, and thete was general quiel outwardly. thoush the temperance ndvocates were not asiecp or lazy. When the time came this fall to srant licenscs. the Commissioners were in_ extreme doubt as o their legal position. The test cases had pone of fiiem reached such a stage as to throw light npon fhelr autbority. and some advisers sud one thing, come the opposite. Who it was that suggosted THE BRILLIANT IDEA of taking a liguor-seller’s money and giving him a receipt instead of a license is not kuown, but the suggestion was acted upou. Provided with these receipts and promises of something more, the parties went on withi their business, ed. So they were practically, until under the stress brought to bear by the reformers, the Excise Commission- ers made the plea that they had only given re- ceipts which did not warrant the sale of intoxi- cating liquors or any salesatall, and that If the Taw was not enforced it was the fault of the Folice Commissioners. ‘This was a hlow too much. Davis nnd rather terrified the authorities by his vizorous charze to the Graud Jury. and the Grand Jury acded to the fear by the constant ex- amination ioto the subject. Under all these cir- +, it is not stranae that where one set of oners tried to shift the respon- bty wholly upon another set. that ather chould eet wrathful and do something violent. 1t turned ont, therefore, that on u vinzle night the caloons were Visited 10 such purpose that over 460 perspns. canzht in the act of selling euspicious iquids. were marcked off fo the Station-houses, and had to stay there till the Polico Justices Teached their tenchies next morninz Some of {liese dcalers were of the high-toned order, which tney fhemselves term **respectable,™ and they offered all £orts Of recognizances. bul to no avai The caprains wero a¢ up in amme g were their superiors, and determined to make the most of the grand occasion.. Of course thiere was a WOWL FROM THE ARRESTED. Then the Mayor interviewed eharply the Commis- soners, and tried to have them practice discriml- nation. The subordinates had already done this in various cases, such as were not unknown in Chl- cago in the days of Sunday prosecution and back- door cutrances; but whero doors and windows had been ieft elear (he respectables were not respected. Judee Davis' Grand Jury ended with a present- Tnent which set forth the shole license husiness ny A puplic seandal. _And now comes another Grand iy, to the members of which Judge Gildersiceve delivercd a charge very dilferent in =pirit from the other. thoush nat in favor of auything but modera- tion and judicions action. Pubuc €entiment has Veored around. so that the temperance agitators Will ot bave a victory of any_importance. The Pood (o be expected i¥ a new Excise law, which can be understood and enforced. JUDGE DAVIS yesterday decided, in the case of Troch, a bar- Yender, that the receipt offered as protection awainst indictment was nat. protection, or any- ccept possibly a mitization of the penalty, jth on the part of the of- be deemed harsh,”? _said LI the ““tljc harshuess Is in the law and not fender.. the Judse, in the adminis progress. The a n of this one ag Ubkialds the Juetices who bound over the arrested vartics. and sends the whole compary before the ' jury. Liquors arc 10 be found, meanwhile, in the smail. hidden rooms, under the sidewalk or farin the rear. The policemyen wink at these v on. much side-] nd_the drinking voes o 2% 1t u There's bnt there's G. adeal of u adeatof w —_———— HUMOR. Smith (after telling a * rezular one ")z ©T as- cure you. Jones. if T hadu't seen it myselt wouldn't have believed it." Jones: *1la—h'm— well. vou know, I dida't see it.” Woman consumes thirty-six buttons on her single pair of kid gloves: whereas man buttons his suspenders with a shinale-nail. And vet folks wiil ask, ** Buttou, button,~—who's gut the buttont" The difference between |y plained. o, he turns bl is in the same fix, he doc: but his eye-balls. Georze Francis Train has discovered how any man ean Jive in Jaxury on five cents 3 aay. But why should we live in luxury when we see so many noor- families arouud us who are strug- ling to zet through the winter with only oue Gog 1~ Woreester I'ress. re trying to make a rhyme for instance: \When c'er the desert a onc-lesged obelisk. Tajl and tongh. Sets ont towalk to the ocean, its hobble is q— ‘cer enough. —New York Graphic. Tt was a bov avbout 10 years old, a pupil in one of the small schiools in the northern part of the aity. who caught sight of a stray colt in the tlyeet the other dav as he was reciting his Soography lesson, and he sz The longest Tiver in the-world is the ‘Amazon. It takes its rise—there's §3 for me if T can drive that colt to the pound—may I be excu: ed??” He was ex- cused.—Detroit Free I’ the black and irhite Wheu a white man is sbut, whenua colored su't turn anything —e——— CONQUERED. When the ai And the snowiakes wild were fiin “Thwae a dismal nicht—0 a dreadful nj Not a star in the heavens seemed ehining, For the air was cold. and the frost waz bold, “Ard the watchdoz eadly whining And 1thonght of the daye that had paesed away, Of the nights that were ret vefore me s 3 mine eyes 10 the far-off skice, Nz 1 knew that my God was o'er me And 1 wept 28 1 ne'er had wept before— O what 3 night for weepinz! 4 For the air wat cold, and the §torm-King bold On his fiery steed went sweeping. And he lauched. and he eaid, as he onward sped, “* Q@ mie is a voice of thunder; With a tongue of fire do 1 strike my 1yre, Do 1 sinz my song of wonder. Inde on the wave, and I dance o With & might all thinss defying When a voice ] hear, DOW faF, How near: Tiet, het to the ‘Storm-King dying!™ And1 turned mine eyes with 8 glad surprise— O what 1 face ehone o'er me! On snowy wings now it sweetly sings The cong of a bopo before me. Ana ] tamed mine eyes with a glad surprise— “Twas an Angel's voice nad spoken And the Storm-King bowed his mighty bead, For his mighty beart was broken. Joszra D. TTRNET. BOSTON. The Old South Fair---Aunt Tabi- tha Receives Her Guests --=The Dial. Mrs. Mother Goose, of Pudding Lane, and Thomas Fleet, Her Son- in-Law. An Advance Look at ihe Atlantic for Junuary ~Lulture vs. Cakes and Ale. Everybody Sat Down Upon--- The Poet Whittier Again. From Qur Own Correspondent. BosToN, Dec. 12.—All social and sociable Boston now devotes itself toand diverts itself at the Old South Church Fair. From the moru- ing opening until 10 or 11 0’ Jock at night peo- pic arc constantly coming and poing. And such o swarm of people! If it rains or if it snows; if the nasty cast wind blows deathly and destructive blasts round every coruer; or if the impatient sun, getting the best of it for au bour or so. beams beniunly, it seews to make no difference whatever,—still they come, the swarm of peopte, to see the Fair. Of cour: the inferior of the old mecting-housc is a say sioht,—the old walls covered, the ugly pillars druped and decked with bunting, with ev green and all the pretty parapherualia of a Fair's bright gayeties: but, all the same, the arrangement. is a surprise and a disappoiut- ment. s it not besutiful enouzhi” demanded Brunetts, turning upon me with amazed and wrathiful eyes. +Quite beantiful enough. T never saw a pret- tier Fair, excepting always the French Fair in the Bostou Theatre: but it is not the kind of Fair we had a right to expect,—1 mean, of conrse, in its extornal arrangements aud its pre- sentation.” « Ie,” ‘echoes Brauetta: “will you be kind cnough to tell me what the royal ue aid ex- pectd” R w1t expected that the Uld South meeting- Louse should present a little different appear- ance in its_ fairing from every other ‘ajr; that it should be unique and distincti ¢associations ’ and suzgestions of ye olden time. But when I stepped within the inuer door, OUT OF THAT DREADFUL DKAUGUTY LITTLE ¢ ENTRY,’ I saw the pink and pattera of forty other Fairs.” “id they have Mother Goose's house in Pudding t the forty other Fairs” in- dignautly Brunetta. T admit that they did not: but that was the only * feature** of originality. For the rest, it \as of the regular Fair vattern—pretty, cx- qusitely pretty, with the waviuz flags, and the 3 hbroidered tidics, and gay afghuns and bed- quilts, and endless articles of “bigotry aud virtue."” “WRat what did you expect,—what did you want ¢ "—asks Brunetta. " O Brunetta! You can ask me this question, —you, whose great-great-ereat-grandfather sat Sithin these *sacrell walls. and whose——?" W0 bother ‘the sacred walls," interrupts Brunetta, saucilyand slangily. ‘‘Just come to the point and tell me what'you, or we, expected, for Pm due at the Fair now with these toilet sets.”” o “C\vell, tocometo the point, we_expected— we had @ right to expect—that the Fair should be lud out—:~>" “Merey! I should think you were an under- taker,” breaks in Brunetta flippautly. “That the Fair should be laid fut not entire- 1y in tins modern fashion of tables, but with some atterupt to recall and represent ye olden time which the O1d South stands for. Why, in the uame of consistency, were all the old relies, the John Hancock-Table, the Ancient Kitchen, and the *Settin’-Room’ . HUSTLED OFF ¢ UP GALLERT Y Why weren't they leftasa background for the preity shopkeeping of the Fair#7 A -backeround, indeed! If we could have pieced out the Old Soutb,and given ourselves all the room we wanted, perhaps that would have been possible; but, as it was,—why, con- sider the svace,” and Brunetta lapsed iuto in- dignant, disgusted silence. 1 considered the space, but I also insisted that there was no earthly reason why, instead of the Tables, or stalls, as the English peonle say, being rausred squarcly off Iu the usual Fair fashion, they shouldn’t have been quaintly set in a fitting trame of some old bywzone suzgestive- ness. “\What do you call Pudding Lane and Aunt Tabitha’s receptions, I should like to knowi” ies Bruuett: good, as far as they go, dbut they don’t er all the ground. They are ouly little s stuck in? vie “But there's the Didl Thero now!” and Brunetta nodded triumphantly. “Yes, the Dial is very ood, too, but that’s another Jittle piece. Why didn’t they keep the Kitehen, and the ‘Settin-Room.’ and other of that old stufl of thi past, on the floor for a picture and a set-off, aud arranze these prosaie tables in the midst, and thus put a little flavor and character into the whole thing?™ 4 BECAUSE——TIERE WASN'T 1OQM replied Brunctia in very large capitals, and vao- ishine from my ageravating presence with @ bang of the duor. Presently she put her head inand s “Now, @uw't let your prejudices gex the beifer of you. 1f you are going to write to Tie TRisuNE about out Fair, tell ihe honest truth about it—that it's the prettiest. tho very prettiest; Fair that Boston ever saw.” “ Brunetta,” 1 responded severely, “‘news~ paper correspondents are entirely superior to all prejudices, and they invariably ‘tell the lionest truth. Liike the renowned G. Washinz- tou. they cannot tell a lie!™ The door clos with another emphatic emphagis, but. not before I have heard from Brunctta's livs a long-drawn “Ob—oh—ob!” "And now for the rest of the story of the Fai —1the rest of the honest truth. AsT b the Mother Goose house is a very origina pretty idea as one of the three picces of ye olden time. We see it directly we enter. just before ys and above us, in the enst wallery,—the gal- Jery where the Puritans listened 1o the solemn preactier, and sung Watts' hymns TO THE RESOUNDING NOTES OF THE BASS VIOL. a quaint little house, erccted by Mr. Lun- dy, stage-carpenter of the Globe Theatre, and painted by Mr, Richards, the scenic artist, from e design o1 Mr. W. 1. Emerson, the architect. ‘The building bears three signs—Elizabeth . Iler House”; **Thomas Fleet, Print- er.” and ¢ Pudding Lane.’” At the Jeft E children's play-eround, where Mother Goose is parsonated to the life. and where Iittle people te the vari aracters in the Mother Goose melodics, 2 ay ive exiibi- tions of Mother Goose zames, sus “Here we (io Round the Barbery Bush,” +‘Bo-Peep,” 4 The O1d Woman in Her Shoe,” and “ Ding Donz Bell.” Mother Goose, in the meantime, sells pretty paper boxes of bon-bons . called +Old South Bricks " and in the house her son- in-Taw, Thomas Fleet, sclls old quaint editions of the Mother Goosc _meladies, which his types first mave to the world. Anartist has_l’ ted anideal portrait of Mother Goose. B Seription is beneath: & Elizabeth Foster, known urser, in her literature of the as Mother Goose, yas born in Charles in 1 married Isaac Goose in 1693 became 2 member of the O}d South Church in 1693 The first edition of her melodies was published by her Son-in-law, Thomas Fleet. at Ins printing-house, Puidding Lane, Boston, in 1710. She died in , aced 2 and burfed in tne Old Granary Burying-Ground.” Was there ever anything odder and funnier than all this? dust think of all these joliy goings-on from the gallery wi once *Trem- and Tubmit ™ was once sung in Frotn Motler Geose's house we ~betake ourselves to AUNT TABITHA'S KITCHEN, frst buying a ticket of a bright-eved damsel, in 2 mob ¢apaud an old-fashioned hlack-silk gown, with a white kerchief pinted across the tesom. We don’t find 4 itha i the Old South building itself, bug_in the Transcript building across the way, which we reach by means of the anuex. This is one of the overtiows; fur, as Brunetta s: there is great want of space in the old church. And there is not only Aunt Tabitha herself, but another old dame, clad in the old-time gar- ments, and . TWO PRETTT YOUNG WOMEN. Aunt Tabitha, in a gay-flowered chintz ker- chief and mob cap, hatchels, cards, and spins wwhilo he sings 0ld hallelujah hymns, Now and then she gives little descriptions of something wwherein sbe herself was one of the actors; for Aunt Tabitha {s over 70,—a veritable old dame Trom Cape Cod. There are mock rafters in this kitchen, from which depend strings of dried apples, crook-necked squashes, and_various other farm products, And over the fire-place hsng two old Revolutionary guns and a sword that had oelonged to an Enalish officer. which was picked up after the battle of Bunker Hill. Al the time Aunt Taoithais spinning one of the.pretey youns women is dipping tallow-can- dles, and tie other sits by the fir¢and croons ow and. then a - buby - song, - while she rocks a cradle which holds a very waxy- Tooking buby. 1t is all 2 mosc delightful bit of old days, and Aunt Tabitha would make her fortunic on the stage if she toid her bits of ex~ perience as she told them to_ the littie company \hen L heard her. 1t was worth a_good deal more thun * crossing yo bridge—the’ anoe: and the ;i FIFTEEN CENTS FEE TO MAKE NER ACQUAINT- ANCE. Returuing to the church building, T go and ribe for the Dial at the offlee, which is an rious edifice representing Lhe steeple of the ol chureh. 1 stand at the big round dial, and canfer with a preity youunr woman and her masculine assistant. They are the ** works > of this clork., Miss Susan Haleis the cditress of this paper, and her brother, Edward Everett [lale, contributes. _Altozether, the prreat sceess, and the $40,600 which it (s hoped it will clear does not seem Ltoo big an expects tion as the daily returns come i, Thus and the door bursts open and enter Blonding fiko a whirlwind. L scent u stora. “Have you just come from the Fair, Blond- ina?? 1 ask, mitdl «Yes, I have; and I've scen Branetta. She came over to my table, and told me what you said about the old things all deing hustied off wp gallery, and they are not. Some of them— the kitelien things and the sitting-room--are on the foor, Mrs. Mayflower told me. *Mrs, Mayfiower told you, Oh! you have to e told, do you? Have you seen them, Blond- ina?" “No; T've heen §o busy I couldn’tiind out all the things yet, of course.” “OFf course you conldn’t. Well, if Mrs. May- flower has told vou the truth, it don’t alter my complaint a bit. Yon don’t want -to have to be told. ‘That is just it. The old relics and the ald rooms shonld he the grand setting to the whole thing, which should at once rivet the eye npon entrance, aud not be overborne, extin- euished in some corner as a mere ddjunct, like some poor old grandame by ber nivcteenth- century granddanghiers in THEIR FLAUNTING RIBBONS.” s \Well, [ don’t care; I think it is real mean of you to find fault, ana tosay hateful things to Tuk TrRiIUNe.” “ Blondiua, I've snid lovely things to Tue Prisuxe; I've told how delightful Aunt Tab- ithw's is, and ‘the Mother Goose house, and ihat a worscous af-fair it isaltogether. Hateful things! Why, [ admire the Fair aud all its helpers; but caw't 1 say one word of criticlsm” “ Criticism? _Yes, vut don’t abuse us.” i Abuse you! Iread somewhere the other day this fine reply to just such au_accusatiou as yours, Blondina: *1am not abusiug, I am only Uoseribiue? There; now =o away, Blondin, forT bave hoen ehchanted with somethinz T bave been reading in the Atlantic for January, and T want to tell Tug TRIBCNE about it.” WThe January Aflantic out now " “QOh no, not yet; I have the advance sheets.” Blondiua disappears, and I dip into the At- lantic to suy a word or two about the best Con- tributors’ Club that hus yet appeared, to my mind. Tt discusses various subjects as_usual, but most aotly and cutertuiningly ¢ Culture versus Cakes and Ale.” It scems specimly written for Bostonfans; but, after all, it reaches and touches withi its * flving finger” of fire all THE EXCLUSIVE BROTHERUOOD AND SISTER- % Toon who pride themselves on their purity of taste, Take this bit now from the imaginary dialozue: could anything be truer to Naturel Penelope—You perceive that Ruoda 18 every bit a8 marrow and impaticnt as Cal Not long 2201 was Jooking throush the book-case to fin some novels to send 10 my friend Ciesar, who was Shut up ot home with a cald. I had selected some- & thing by May Agnes Flemming. and something by Mrs. Southwortls, when Rhoda, who had heen ed out and brought in one of s bovks, and two of Tour- micneff's. **Here, take! these," she urged; Tldon't send that trash.™ T beg'your pardon, 1 answered, **1 am sendingwhat Ceeaar will read. " Do you know she has never liked tho man since; £he cannot like people who read—— Thoda—Such books. No, 1 canuot, I judge people by the books they read. Penelope—There you are wrong. 1t may be only that they bave not cultivated that particalar taste. Who knows but that Brsant muy delizht in the Hippling mensures of the Strauss walizes? And Theodore Thomus may be charmed with Helen's Babies; or, at the Centennial Eshibition, Tast year, e may have preferred Frith's Marriage of the Prince of Wales to any other picture. Germanicus (didactically)—The only good mod- ern work there was thut of Almd Tadema and Boughtoun. Tatypso—There was o Spanish picture I rather liked, —the burial of St. Lawrence, by Vera. Germanicus—Weak and sentimental. Rhodu—Do you know which one I prefer among a1 our American pictures of the fast ten year Winslow Homer's ** Prisoners from the Front.” There's reality for youl Germanicus—Crude. Zenelope~If sou arc epeaking of picturce coner. ally, T will confess that 1 went down mentally upon ?'very knees before that marvelous *‘Lust ," in the Logn Collection at the Academy of watching me, r Ilenry James Germanicus_(impatiently)—You are mistaken. all of you. That picture panders to a false tust Catypro~But if we liked it, Germanicus? 1t haunted us for days If it made us glow and weep in thinking of those times when men aad Women believed chough to dic for their helief? Germanicus—All wrong, —artistically. Penclape—Lart spring, 1 met Germanicos on the street. and he took me down to the —— Club, to Sue the new pictures. T found there the most deli- cious paiuting of 3 ¢ olden with sunshine, red w d staod #ome time 100k i, **Oh, come away, come wid Germavicus, impaticutly. " Dow't Took at that thing.” _And hie ovre me off to & uiel- ancholy Nove afiernoon, with u gray sky, Jeaves 3ii gone, and a sad forfornness. <*There!™ fio saids *+if von want autumn. tA2s 15 ke it T4 \Was, being the excellent work of McEntee. ~ But owing October day, h colored leaves, why could he not let me enioy my bright picture, 1003 Germanicus—Because it was not good art. : Penelope—Dut if 1 did not knows Germanicus—You ought (o Kuow. tience— Calypso and Rhoda—Tie has no patience! And he Yikes That Husband of Mine and the Blue Dan-’ ube! . “Penelove—As 1 eaid before, cultivated peopfe arc too scornful, interfe nd_impatient. Instend of enjnying themselves up in their 0vwn empyrean, where everybody is quite willing they should re- main, they are forever coming down-8tairs to sneer at us, make remarks, and drag ns, if they can, away from tie objects of our humble preferences. Ialways knew—— Lhoda—~We ehall have to stop Penclope; she has ot to **always knew. " WITIL MORE OR LESS DEGHEE OF FRANKNESS AND POLITENESS, the kind of talk that we are ing in certain sets here in Bos- sitting down on sorme- body dlse. The rest of the magazine is up to jtsusual standard. A poem by Whittier at once, in spite of jts sweetness and beauty, re- called to me the very clever am s of his power which [ read in Top TRIBUNE a [ew days ago, ‘The poem is full of charm, but it isa repetition both in construction. and quality, and class of subject. In his later poems cspeeiatly, My, Whittier has limited himself a great deal to this special form of constructiveness. It is choit of cotrse, but this choice is significant. As the analysis vers traly enid. his poctic power was in a great measure sacrificed to thie rul urmcr\.‘ N.P. 1 have no pa- this is-precise constantly he: ton. Sumeb —— DISTANT BELLS. What can we say of distant bells? They lend a charm. we knows But who can eer deiine the speils That bind us in dark hours of wet Thiey tell us of joys and of sorrows “That have tled. and are sure to returu; They whisper of laurels in waiting. Which we by our efforts ¢hall earn. They bring ‘back things of the shadowy Past, Which recall we in misty haste: The sarrows we think are subaued at last, Are given us agamn 1o taste. And the Present, with its cares and fears, 1s ehown in a brighter hue, While all unbidden will start to tears Wuaat we ever would hide from view. And the Future, with a £leam of hope Bright s the morning-dew, Comes in a lovelier vision Than a dreamn of Fairies could do. We think with sad and aching hearts 0f the foved outs gone before, And picture. too. in our inmost soul, ~The meeting on the Goiden Shore, We think of thoee we once called friends, Who have proven themsclves untrues We call them to mind with one little pang, When ¢"en rAat ie not to them dne. Rine on! ring on! O distant chimes! "Throuzh the years that are €0 flcet, Though your sounds are €0 weil irtermingled— The bitter with the sweet. Cnicaco, Dec. 14, 1877 1. MacC. L ———— The Substitate in Armenin for the Pullman Car. Cerrespondence London News. I was grnfificd at last by obtalning the much- esired bullock-cart, on which the bulk of ‘my houschoid things were placed. This two- wheeled vehicle had a close resemblauce to those used by the Arians in their migrations towards the West thousands of years ago. The axletree, turning round with the block-wheels, supports two long beams, joining at the fore part at a sharp angle with the thole for the bullocks by means of a wooden bolt. The bot- tom of this triangular construction is formed by three cross-beams and some hurdle work. 1))‘1‘5 primitive machine plows through the mud- dy country tracks at the rate of two miles an hour.. ¥or all that, I was as glad to hire it as theurh I had obtained a Pullman salaom.™ GOSSIP FOX LADIES. A Ro- How We Get Our Habits mantic Marriage. The Wife’s Stratagem---Novel In- terruption of a Wedding. An Autumnatic Idyl---Feminine Notes. AND FALSE AS SWEET. ¢4 Sweet, sweet, and false as sweet, And fickle a3 you please, " The saucy challinch whistled out, Hieeh i his maple-teces, +4 Sweet, sweet, and false as sweet "'— No other sound or stirt But be hiears not, for all his heart Was filled with thought of her. ¢¢Sweet, sweet, and false as eweet, ™ Shritled ou the barsh refeain: The guelder-roses "side the patly Made sweet the twisting lane. “tSweet, sweet, and false oy sweet " — She sniils into his oyes. (O Wit o learned man might be . In woman-hearts more wise!) ¢‘Sweet. sweet, and falsc as sweet, " ‘Phe chaflinch shricks, a8 late The learned comes home alone, And Jocks lus wicket-gate. “*Sweet, rweet, and false ag sweet!” e plucks a leaf of rue: +t0 hush! O hush! You break my heatt, Chatliuch, you cricd ber true! Cacavo. Lutw M. W. HOW WE GET OUR DNABITS. Rochester Demograt. Things thatare novel are lisble to be regarded as mce. Once accepted, no maa can tell how loug they are going to rematn. A good many years ago a married couple of noble tendencles —we refer to their birth—were descending a stair-way in Paris. The geutleman blunderingly stepped on her dress and tore the same from Tier waist in the rear. The lady hit him savage- 1y with her parasol, breaking the handle of that . «What shall we do now?" she said witha sob. 11 tell you, my dedf,” be replicd, withthat cheerfulness and adaptubility to eircumstance which married men know so wellhow to assume quickly. * Drop your shawl to your waist, so covering the rent, and there you dre.” «“1low ridiculous!” she “replicd, shedding tears coplously. I shall Jook like a fright. [ shall never dare to n}mcm on the street again. You wreteh! Ishall be the talk of the whole town.” + 1t canpot be helped, I amafraid,” remarked the gentleman ruefully. ‘We must get home somehow. And really, wy dear, I think the dress will look quite nicely.” It iwill be a novel- tyyanyhow.” My new silk P _cxelaimed the Jady, wring- ; ing her hands. It will be utterly spoled. “Tlie skirts will sweep up unutterable filth. It will be loaded with mud, and_nutshells, and straws, and little sticks, and dust, and every- thing. You abomiuablc person! You have ruined me forever.” ~Ihopeit is mot sobad asthat,” said the poor mun, trying to smile. ¢ But see here, my Qear! Tam us unfortunate ae you. Observe how ridiculous you have made this hat: You have battered it out of all shape with your pata- sol. It looks—it looks like section of a badly- used stove-pipe. 1 min ashamed to be seen on the street with it.” i And the parasol " continued the lady. “The stick is broken off nearly up to the shade. I dare not o out without it, but it looks so ab- surd that T'sbali be the laughing stock of all we meet.’” The couple were o long way from home. The fudicrousness of the situation finally overenine their timidity and vexation, and they laughed. ‘This put them in such zood humor t! at they be- came bold. Marching out to the street, they ‘vent on_ their way looking as if nothing had happened. People stared ut them curiosly. But they were known and respected, and there were no smiles and no_questions. The ludies of Paris ocensionally look around for & back view of the ladies they bave possed. b is o custom peculiar to no other part of the world. Tn this Istance the backward _ glances were nu- merous, but_by no means alurming. ¢ Whv, look at the Countess’ dress!” was_the general remark. ‘It sweeps, the walk at least a yard in her rear. How sweet! The folds of ber dress fall so gracefully! It is evidence thut there is no stinginess in the Countess’ family. It shows that art will have its way, regardless of ex- penscs. 1t Is the consummation of grace. And observe the Countess’ parasol! The stade is down to the tip ot the Countess’ nose. There’s utility for ou. What s a shade for but to Jecp the sun offtf What is the use of ayard of stick? Itisan unnecessary weight, aud it serves to let the suu shine in under the shade. It is the swoetest and best of parasols.” The Count had no_less- reason to be happy. «RBy Jove!” remarked the wentiemen who Joolked at him, ¢ the Count’s at is a stunner this time. Looks ns i it iad been a identally elongated. That's art. Studied carelessness, You know. Seems to be stiff, too. That’s art. Loems to have a superiluous amountof vacuum; but what's 2 bat uuless you have eoough of it Wonder where the Count ot it? His own in- ention, probably. Just like him. Nobody Fnows how to dress tastefully equal to the Count. It is the hat of hats. It isthe brightest and most artistic and most_valuable bat that ver came from the maker's.” "This was centurics ago. A week after the event all Paris bad o peculiar parasol, and like- Wise the trail and the stove-pipe hat. Since then they bave traveled all over the world, and, dear children, they arc with us yet. We Stepped on onc of them & moment ago. Our hat was banged with auother of them, as a re- cult, sufficiently to make another fashion in that article. But, alas! we are not a Count. A WIFE'S STRATAGEM. Portiand (fa.) Argus. Thereisa certain well-known gentleman, a resident of Ward 1; 'who not long ago'was the hero of a little episode which is altogether too oot to be allowed to sink into mewspaperless Ubecurity. He had been passing the evening at a friend’s, making one of a merry euchre party, and when he reached his own residence it was uite Tate, in fact pust 120'clock. Ou entesinghis Qepini-room e noiselessly undressed andcrept iuto bed very yuietly in order pot to awaken his \ife, who was_apparently calmly elecping, srapped in pleasing drd Tiac gentleman was zlad to think his bettel half, instead of sit- Hheuip for him uswas ber custom, though against his repeated Tequests, had retired, and 2 ook especial pains not to disturb her repose, Shdn a fow minutes was himsel fast asleep. 1t was broad daylight when he woke the nest morning. and the motfonless tigure beside him showed that his wife, usually aquite early riser, had not yet got up. He thought it strange she should not be up, and stranger that she Should be so soundly slecping: but fecling still oo slecpy to say anything. R again con- signed humnself to slumber: “Tne sun! streammg into the room when he agai and. still his wife was slecping bes Putting bis band on ber nead and playfally catehine hold of aJock of hair. what was his curprise to ind a whole head yield to his rentie il while a sudden purst of laughter {rom & Py 10oking into the roon throush the ‘pastly opened door told the genticman that there was O athing wrong somewliere, and, rising on his Lo soon discovered that stead of slecp- 1 his wife the past night he had been re- Dosing by the side of a & dumme’," which the partuer of his m had skillfully decked out ) the paraphernalia of a sleeping Venus. How tha story got abroad is a mysters, but one thing it certain, the zentieman Who Slept withr the * dummy * never told it. : A ROMANTIC WEDDING. Laitimore Gazette, Dec. 4. An excecdingly romantie wedding was sol- emnized yesterday afternoon at St. Barpabas’ Episcopal Church. The bride was Mrs. Emma 'A. Moore, of Jackson, Jiss., & pretty and ac- complished widow ot 23or 24, and the £room Mr. John T. Mayo, 8 voung merchant of Nor- folkt, Va., who Is a widower. On Saturday moru- jug last Mrs. Moore arrived in this city ana remistered as_a guest at Ford’s Eutaw Hotel. She appeared to be expecuns some one, sud bore a look "of disappointment during the morning. After dinper she re- uested o few moments' copversation Wibe parlor with Capt. W. J. W ash, manager of the hotel. The Cuatatn granted her Tequest, whercupon_ she confided to him the T atle story of her flight from fricnds in the extreme South, 1n order to marty the man she Joved. She leit Jackson, she related, under the promise to meet in this city Mr. Mayo, who was to have jofned her at the depot. She expected to reach this city on Thursday, but had been de- Tayed by the late freshet, and was terribly exer cised in mind at the thought that her intended husband had returned to Norfolk. She had been obliged, she stated, to come on to Baltimare to be married to escape the importunities: of a too ardent lover in Jackson. She had been engaged to the sentleman referred to in Jack- son, and intended marrying him, but while at Saratoga fast summer she met Mr. Mayo, and both fell desperately in love. She left the may watering-place pledged to her new love, and with the unpleasant task before her of breaking the news:-to the old one. When informed of er determination, lover No. 1raved, vowed that she was false. and declared that she should marry uo one but htm. She at once determined upon her fight, and by a preconcert- ed arangement with lover No. 2 agreed to meet him in Baitimore. Capt. Wash expressed his sympathy for Ler when she had finished her romantic_story, and promised to render herall the assistance in his power to find the missing_bridegroom elect. Saturday afternoon und_Sunduy p: v, however, without any trace of him being discovered, and Nirs. Moore, in utter despair and thorough.y Qisappointed, resolved to return to - her home. Accordingly, she left the hotel yesterday morn- ing, and at Camden . Station, as_she was_ubout stenping pn the 9:20 train, the missing und lonz- looked-for lover made his apvearance. Exvlana- tious followed greetings, and the bapoy pair re- turned to the hotel. Mr. Mayo, it appears, had arrived in thecity before his expectant bride, and hod been constantly on the lookout for her, goiug to see the Southérn truins on the Balti- more & Ohio. Mrs. Moore bad, iowever, come from Washingtou over the Bultimore & Pot mace Road, and thus missed him. At 5 30 o’clock the bridal couple stood in front of the chuucel at St. Baruabas’ Chureh, withonly a few friends of the bridegroom and Capt. Wash present, and were made oue by the Rev. A. P. Stryker, recter of the church. The happy pair were driven from the church to the wharf, and left on the 6 , o'clock steamer for Norfolk, their future resi- { dence. | . AN AUTUMNATIC IDYL. In the gloaming they were seited, And "twas then he kindly treated TIis idol to roast chestnuts by the score; They were very, very happy, And they fed from ot her ksp he Replenished from hisseeming endless stoze. They munched and cooed in spells, And scattered wide the shells, When snddenly she shivered, zave a squirm, And her eyes like door-knobs grew, As a chestnut aown she threw, “And shricked aloud in terror ** Ugh! Tbit into a worm!" FEMININE NOTES. 1f your landlady’s daughteris pretty, you may say, * Please pass me that, honey.” ‘The great advantage about a lean wife is, that. you don’t bave to call in a carpenter cvery time she falls down stairs. A man who has just had to rig his wife up in a hundred-dollar seal-skin cloak, charges it all to therig-her of the climate. In Spain, at o dinner-party, the oldest lady is always seated first. in other words, she s the Senior-cater of the oceasion. In Switzerland donkeys bave bells on their necks. In this country it is not unususl to see them with belles on their arms. A New Orleans editor who saw a lady making for the onlv empty seat in a_ car found himsell “crowded out to make room for more interest- ing matter.” * A manin Louislana has had four wives go off and lcave him. The fifth he swapped for an old shot-un, and now he has got something that won's go ofl. “Jape,” cried a fond mother, sticking her Thead out of the bed-room dour, *itis 11 o'clock; tell that young man to please shut the front door from the outside.™ Tu China it is customary to drown female in- fants. This loks very bad, but it keeps people from leaving the sidewalk ‘and going found in the mud.—Courier-Journal. A Racine irl baby has just been born intothe world with seven fingers on each hand.—Lhia- Qelphia Chronicle. Won't she make the piano of the futare sick1—Euston Free Press. ¢ My dear,” said a husband in startling tories, after awakibe his wife in the night, “I have swallowed a dose of strychnine!” * Well, then, do for gooduess sake lie stil, or it may come up.’ THE DURNFORTH AFFAIR. PROM A REPORTER'S UNPUBLISHED NOTES. The sensation that morning was the Durn- forth affair, which I was assizned to write up. The Durnforth affair was only a horror of a piece with the horrid horrors that grow.com- monplace to readers of the metropolitau dailies, and dreary dull to a reporter. it was an aflair of a ruined girl secking to Lide her shame, aud coming to ner death at the hands of u quacie For a day—as is each such scnsation in turn— it was the ‘theme of prurient moralizing and illicit suggestion, and provoked shurp scent after carrion details; and then it was forgotten. I remember it because of the sequel to it which 1 witnessed. How it £o happened was what no live revorter in town could sufliciently account for. But it did, in some incomprehensible way, happen that the sleepy old Gazette had the only report of the * tragedy "’ which appeared that morn- ing, and so ®scooped ™ the othier papers. That of itself was enongh fo put me oo my mettle. But when at police headguarters I learned the affair was being seeretly investigated—in other words thatthe facts were beingz suppressed in or- der to shicld somebody having influence—I was doubly intent upon getting full particulars. That was not. easy to do. Under pretense of « detention,” the only persons who could make important disclosures lad been locked up. Communication * with them was prohibited; and, in short, such a seare was being given them as would effectually silence most folks of their class. These were the women at whose house the gl died, and s quondam maid-servant at the same place. 1was_baflled in_ sl my efforts toget Jeave_to interview them. Even my ap- peal to the Superintendent of Police was boot- jt Detective —— was working up the case. Detective outon that duty, nobody knew where. If Detectis had ordered fhe detentlon of witgesses he would know who and where they were, aud I had better see bim. Doubtless he would furnish all information in lis possession. quarters. keeping a sharp lovk-out, and mean- while_zatbering wi material I conld for the ot than two columns ' report which [ \was instructed to write wp for the next day's Chronicle. L was about to 2o, when one of the Serwcants, who never let slip an op- portunity to ingratiate himsell with the Chronicle men, gave me look indleating I should come after, and passed out. 1 follow: ¢d. When he had turned the corner I came up with him uud he said: \<Bearound here this evening, where you won't be noticed, about 7 o’clock, and you may get 3 chance to nterview those womei. I have & sus- picion they will be Jet o, soom after dark, on promise to keep quiet.” ‘Accordingly at 7 0’clock T posted myself in a dark hall-way opposite leadquarters, and wait- ed. Soon two Women came out a side door which 1 knew was a private exit from the Super- intendent’s oflice. ‘That and the furtive manner in which they hurried down a cross-strect 1ed Mo to follow. Before they had gone a block Y overtook them. By the light of a strect-lamp under which e passed, L saw them—two as evil-looking © creatures 2s ever 1 beheld. Sorry drabs both. they ap- peared the sorrier for the forty-cight hours Close conflnement upon police-station fare and Sith only police-station toilet convenieuccs, from which they had just been released. The elder. a brawny harridan with eavy, dull feat- ures and restless, deep-sct eyes, when 1 spoke stopped abruptly s if expeciing arrest. “\Well,” she ¢xclaimed doggediy, turning de- liberately and swniling in sinister fashion, “*Is it the Jock-up again?”’ 4 2 1 cxplained that I only wanted to interview them for the Chronicle. e pothing to tell,” she said with sullen empbasis, drawing herself up to her full height as if making rcfldgcw knock me down, **And [ tell you, I won’t interviewed.” A With variation only inthe phraseolozy in which they put it, that is what they all, from distin- uished statesmen and succeesful authors down to convicted murderers, tell us when we begin joterviewing themn. But tne temptation to flg- ure in print, and the delicious sense of self-im- portance to which one awakens when impor- tuned to utter himself to the world of news- paper readers, makes casy victima of the most D tate of them. And,ina few minutes, the beldame who wouldn’t be nterviewed wasas ready as_ever was United States Senator or bank-robber to tell, for print, all that was de- sired. But first she must have supper,—which remark she coupled with an outburst of indig- pation at having for two days been Kept on thieves’ rations, served up ona iin plate. Of course I'went. with them, and paid for the supper, for they must be kept in friendly ‘humor until the interviewing was ended. She Jod the way to & chop-house,—3. grimy, illy- lighted basement near the docks. ‘The place evidently was a thieves’ resort. We took seats at one n{ihc Tongh tables ranged along the wall and gave our orders. Presently the fellow at | So [ lounged about hewd- } the next table, who since our entrance had not once looked up nor turned toward us, yet who I felt was snarply scrutinizinz me, turned up the collar of his overcuat, pulled his hat down closer over his brow, and weat out. The trio of rou Tooking men tanding at the bar, and who s we came in bad not spoken nor looked at us, oneny one, with ostentatious affectation of gouchalance, left the rooni. “The waiter fetched us word that the cook had left for the night, and that we coull wet no supper; and the barkeeoer, who! eyerd us - easily, muttered something about time to skuz up. “Then the brawoy harrdan, to interviey whom was the delectabie business before me, and who had become suddenly taciturn, watked quietly to the counter, and after a burried whis- pered conversation with the barkeeper returned to hier seat at the table, remarking in a tone thiat made me feel ill at ease— T guess it’s all right now. - You see, they’re thinkinz _you 3 cop—ofli b suid, correcting herself; “and they’ve be thinking I brought you here to give 'em away —to, arrest somebudy, you know,” she_added, correcting herself azain. * Woen we've bad per,” she continued in @ significaut toue, *twe may as well o, We can talk better some- Lo By this_time our supper was_served: it was uickly dispatched, ani we quitted the pla Fiftecn or twenty minutes’ brisk walk t into onc of the worst quarters of the &ity region of filthy strects aod crazy tenemen and persaded by that indescribably vile atmos- phere in which miscry, aud pestilence, atd vice, and crime breed and multiply. We stopped be- fore aricketty, dilapitated house, the ground- floor of shich was occupied bva junk-shop— probably a thieves ¢ fence.” The women fived in the rooms above. Thesa the police had curely locked when the women weze taken into custody and the keys had not. heen restored. No progress could be made toward interviewing them, it was quite plain, until they got in- sile. So I joined my efforts to theirs, aml at. last we effected an entrance by making our way to the rear arca, where by mountiug a hen-coop, and an ash-barrel placid atop that, we climbed upon a shed and foree sccond-story window, through whice we £o in- to the house. It was growing late, and I nastened to draw fram the women what they could tell about horror, which, according to the city editor’s structions, 1 was to *work up into the bix tion that could be madeof it.” Ticre was little diliculty in arriving at the main The gitl had been” fetched there by a villanous quack, notorious for his malpractice. * ile en- X's board for her us Mrs. Smith, who in case her hus- s . ‘That evenine sk ook ext morning she was wors The “Doctor?” was sent for. He remained few minutes—long enougn, apparently, to dis- cover thut his wors bad been murderously done —and left 'without prescribing. No one talled to see her. She mentioned no rames, and did pot ask that auy one be sent for, At nightfall she died- The vile locality, the viler vileness of the hays who told it, the dreumstances under which [ in- terviewed them, and all che surroundings gave the whole a sickening flavor of an affuir of hu- muau vermin. Even the death of that girl would have seemed horribly like that of some viie ver- min bad [ not looked at a fiucly-retouched pho- toaraph of Ler which the women had found among her eflects and showed me. Toe face was not remarkable for handsomc features nor fine coutour, and might have been ‘alled only pretty. But’ it was a sweet, girlish face of infantile_lunocence, and wumndrous cen- derness and freskoess. It disclosed, at a zianc how cruel had beeu the trazedy which broughz hier to dic mnoug vermin of buman kind. Before going, 1 wished to wake notes of some points upon which it was desirable to be precise, and the elder of the women, who had - grown quite gracious, invited me ont of the dirty Kitchien, which was lighted by a single candle pinned to the wall by a fork, into the adjoining chamber. There was no_table in the room, aud o make my notes L Iaid my paper on the burean on which the lgbt stood, and, to avoid uncom- fortable stooping over, I kuelt ononc knee while writing. ]t was hiere,” sald the woman in low, con- strained tones. “What was " 1 asked, continuing mv writine. «QOn that bed,” turning away from it with i shudder and dropping her voice 10 a hoarse whisper, ‘*she dicd,’ awml the woman drew near with a territied air. el 1 said, aud waited for her to pro- ceed. «3he was asleep when T eame uto the room. It woke ber. She opened her eves sud asked me if T thought she was going to die,” and the womun stopped as If 10 i ismiss some disturl- recollection. : Well 7 T repeated. ] knew she was dving—the look was in her eyes then. But I suil [ honed not. She sakl e knew she was dying,” and again the woman nau ©Well?* snid 1 the third tim wshe asked if I could—pr could. . Buf. me—pra said no. Ally was ther little 5-year-old belonging to the lives up stairs. He'sa real little dariing, T eouldn’t help liking Eiw, and he rao i out here as if it was home. She laok “Can you prav?’ Real clipp She reached out and tov! oman who nd done, aiter hun, word by word. * und the she drew him to hier and ks woman stopped abrupily. il then ™ Fasked. hat was all—she died.” sed him,’ A few nizhts after I was specially ned 16 \write up the gambling-hells fur tne Sunday iieue. Unacr convoy of Maj. L—, a well- Enown man shout town, who undertock to pitot me, * just o sh ow wuch there wos of which even vld r made the round of those places. About mid- niecht we entered what my chaperon aunoun the * nobbies affuir of the sort I the vity. - It was in 2 stylish brown-stonc front in ome_ of the most fach- founble quarters. In sumptuous extzavas: of furniture amd fittings it surp: scens In con L with the othiers, it was nota- ble for the absenre of the loud and gar : dued colors predominated: the aopointments, cre hurmonio! some_really fine dorned the walls; and. altorether, it ptas it svems possible for for the hnu?‘m' the finest of them is as” casily di shable from ¢ as is the fincry of the linest of the aiy here, tou, was more s -, comprisin of nozables in pro- onal and bisiness circles. Well-bred quiet prevaileds and—thie fietting was he Trescutly supper was unnonnced, and there, was i luli in the vlay, during which I stroiled into one of the parlors, leaving the Major atthe table. Tio younz men were seated before the clow- intr wrate, enjoying their ciwars. The taller, a Teliow of handsome, manly presence, but whise ood-lookin face betrayed elfeminacy und that \wittful seltishness which excuses all self-indul- gences, said as 1 entered: o She was a chiarming girl, and I was sorry tu have to give her up. In fact,—don’s laugh when 1 tell you of it,—L never ol over a twinge of Temorse about it. Coufound it, 1 couldn’t mar- 7y her, you know. Butit it wasto do over—I wouldnt do it.”” “ Now, don't,” said the other, who wore a naval uniform, * don't moralize at a_man just ashore from 3 six months’- cruise. Wajt a few days. Within a very few days, prodizal that £ am, I shall doubtless come to feeding on husks zenerally, ie: and be ready tu return o my father down on” the old plantation and partake of fatted cuf.” The Major came n from the supper-roo accompanied by the Keepes, of the place, and we ‘ere introduced, when 1 learned that ft was iidshipman R—, of Mississippi, suil young D—, son of a down-town broker, whose con- vereation I hiad overheard. While talking over onr cigars, the Major asked some r‘ncsfions about the Durnforti affafr, and I told of my interview with the wit- nesses and the story of the ghel’s death, about as 1 bave written kit now. Singular that it bas not been discovered who she was,” observed the Major. 1 made no answer, and was about-to dismiss the subject, wheu, remembering that I bad i my pocketbook the photograph of the girl which the woman had piven me at the inter- vlew, 1 showed it tothe Major. Beside him sat young D——, who lanced at 1t and exclaimed: < \y God, it’s Mary!” The midshipman, who stood behind them, Jooked over the Mafor’s shouiler at the hotozraph. A deadly pallor came over his face, and there was a Straj alitter in lis eyes. Turhing to young D— he suid very quietly, in a hard, distioct tone: ©-Then this was the girl you told me of?” Ana without waiting for a reply, he hissed out between his clenclied teeth, * Take that!” sud- denly drawing a revolver and firine. Younz D—— stazeered to his feet, threw ap his arms witdly, and fell to the foor dead. In the turmoil that epsucd the midshipman escaped... Afterward it was discovered he marle his way through the Rebel lines, and- there all trace of him was lost. Younz D—'s family spared 0 trouble and expense to suppress the scandalous features of the affair. The upshot of it was that the intellizent Coroner’s jury Tound that the seducer slain by his victim's be- trothea was Killed in a sudden quarrel at cards. That same day came news of the first battle of Bull Kun, and n the intcnse excitement thay Tollowed 'the Durnforth affair was whoily for- gotten. B -HARRYTHS .