Chicago Daily Tribune Newspaper, November 20, 1880, Page 12

Peter tate wa SPe at ie tate Bt Ste Tbe syerae: emer cate! serses anes } j i 4 ! | | \ i i i { i i i 1z THE CHICAGO TRIBUNT: THE HOME. "Sloppy" Literature Arain the Subject of Discussion. Bittersweet States Her Views in a Terse and Vigorous Style. Beth Button Indorses tho Totter of Topsy Tinklo and All It Implicd. Annt Polly Ann and Florion Arcane Also Havo Some Remarks to Mako, Mr. Datley’s Numerous Letters, and the Comfort He Extracts * frown Thom, Bome Sensible Words by Fern Leaf—Miscellancens Matters from Other Correspondents. TELL NER, DARLING, For the Ohicago Irtinune. Toll me, Darling, that you love met Tid me hope for brighter day, As along life's rugged pathway You and J shali woud our way. Whisper words of aweet affection; Bay again your love will Inst; ‘That to mo you'll be the day star; Guiding mo agin the past. Tell me, Love, thy smilo willovor Through my. Ure moat brightly beam, Naught from thee my love cnn sever, Darling, thou art my life's dream, Tell me, Darling, that you love mo; Tet me read In your dear ayos: Naught but Paeests sweet affection, Thatwhich Lo fondly prize. Louise LYLE GnEx. “SLOPPY? NOVELS. BITTER SWEET TINOWS A LANCE, Ip the Edttor of The Chteaga Tribune, St. doseri, Mich. Nov. 15.—A thousand fairy boats drift through this day, a thou- sand dainty notelets hurry and flurry and nestle into sheltered nooks, © thousand miinic knights in glistening armor rein In prancing chargers, white wee snow-maidens tip their icicle swords with wreathy of pearls, The man in tho moon ts throwing kisses In- munerabdle, cold and white as hhnself. And the silent stars wateh and weep tears that crystallize ns they fall. Fleeey, frosty curtains shut me in,—Into the red room, whera my writlng-table fs rolled closo to the glowing hearth logs, And, as the fitful flames leap up and fit across ‘The Home In my hand, they seem to sketch my mystic friends in grim silhouettes on the wall. ¢ What a cozy home-feeling goes between all of ust! We seem not strangers at all, Tam thinking of Fanny Driscoll to-night. Of her exquisit poem In Inst’ week’s Trun- uNxE. She seems to ine liken breath of vio- lot Ina shadowy room,—a stunny shaft of gold broken in a pebbly brook,—s strain of Miserero Ina vast cathedral dh with moon- light a{fting through stained glass. LIdreamed of hor last night,—notas n gable- garbed nun posed before a cruciiix, but as a slight, fragile girlling barely 20. Sho was dining with me,—she and two demoisellos, brillinnt and merry.. I think one was Lulu Wheaton, but am not sure, Our chat was gay and bright, and we spoke half-banterlogly of the pathos in the lines of one 80 young. But all through the after- noon never one moment came to me In which to whisper low my admiration of that poem, Always the author evaded me or placed be- tween us four bright eyes and four quick ears. How foolish to indulge in reverles by tho firelight! I did not tnke my stylus this evening for the sake of tracing shadows, but rather to-say a word to Topsy ‘Tinkle, It is with no little trepidation that I toss -my gauntlet at the fect of this brilliant writer as, plumed, mailed, helmeted, she tides Into tho lists, ‘Tho flash of her caustic wit, tho giint of her shrewd satire, the sparkle of hor Ininit- able droliery, her mocking, what-n-fool-you- are laughter equip her Ina glistenjug armor that strikes terror into-my heurt, I fain ‘Would steal nway as tho homesick gamin, But, hold! my chlefest fayorit hns she as- __ Balled! Inthe name of “Jnno Eyre,” then, most valiant lady, do I prove thy steel, . Thot it is an interesting story, well told, youmustadmlt, ‘Tnat the character of Jano is natural and charming is also conceded, Rochester Is drawn as a strong, passionate man, made reckless through an irrotriovable mistake. 3 So far as my perception goes, the point you censure {q'Jano’s lenity toward him, And, first of all, I must confess to a woful ignorance -of the world’s opinion of my heroine, 1 hayo nover read one review or criticism of the bool, - 1'Indulged In Jane's society during the sentimental, star-gazing ern of 16 or so, nnd she was taken Into my life along with Caten- lus, Cicero, and cold dinners, That was four or five years ago, and tho minute of episodes aud character have faded from my memory, But 1 remember Jane as a quiet, modest, Jady-Hko girl, unnoticeable fn looks or man: ner, and endowed with «rare omount of courage and conmon sense, She was kind and courteous towiurd the muster of the house, and would wndoubtedly have “spont more tae with hér brothers at home” had shoe been blessed with any. ,5ho was not. You rathor forget, Topsy, In your advice to maldens, that it's just possible they lack brothers to ’tend. Did Jane impress pouns belng of the lnck- adalsncal urder? She seemed tho reversy to me, ‘That she had an active imagination must be admitted, Lyejoice to adimtit, ‘The most interesting peoplo aro gifted In that dl- rectlon, "L'ls one of our highest xitts. But that her fancy twisted every moody, misan- throple man Into 9 olip-winged angel, all ha moro fascinating because of this lesion of his pinions, 1 deny. So furans my knowledge goes, Jane was not engaged in the soul-saving-service, Bho waa not employed to trnin Rochester's soul, but to train one ortwo tlaxen-halred Young ideus, Bho waa a lady-zoverness who did her work well, ‘Choro was a world of latent atrength too in that allp of a girl and Rochester's koon penetration and knowledgoof the world made hiw aware af It, ° That he should love hor was natural enough, That sha should toye hin. was equally natural. 5 think tt wag not the devil in him that at- tracted her, sny more than it ls the ribaldry in Shakspeare, the indolicacy in Byron, or the ancient wording of Chaucer that compel our adintration. It fy rather that thelr genius collpses thelr faults, ‘ou know, ‘Tikle, thera aro natures in which the ange! and devil recoll from each , other in Srreconeitable antagonism, There are otters In which these elements seem to nilogle till the character Isa sort of diluted attur,—like Jack Spratt’s pig, neither ver good nor yet very bud. ‘These are the ord{+ nary, overyday, popular people that never do anything very bad-—as Rochester dtd,—or very good—us Jane did, Must I confess o preference for the former vurlety Ido not Justify Rochester, "that a stron; life could go so Wrong shows 8 suspicion o| Weakness ut the helm, “‘Thecharred ruts of a innastye edifice are infinitly sadder to gee sane tanbled-down hut. Te was wrong, Ung, = Aud still, ‘Topsy, there are circumstances In'a man's lito that wo along way toward making a sin forgiveaule, there are svara and brutses, and burne, ood indurations that giesd strongly for lenity, You know, Tine le, that into soimelives there falls a day with hothing belind It save ashes aud scars, Wreck and rulnof at What then? ht Ww your head low and breathe your payee cia ue that Heaven” may keep you hw day, Do‘you recalls Burns’ quaint syinpath: even for she Devil? “Oh, wail ye we a thot je) And it was Carlyle who wrote: “No char: acter Was over re ptly understood titit had first bean regarded With s curtain feeling, ot of tolerance only, but o! uyupathy, For hero, wore than Iu any other case, it ls veri- God thas the heart sped faster thay the head. Let us be sure our clinnly {s not that hateful belng wo are apt to painthim, Ils vices and hasenesses He combined in far other order be- fore his own mind than before ours; and under colors whieh palliate them, nay, per> Kaps exhibit them, as virtues, Were he the Wreteh of our imagining, his life would ben. burden to himself; forit ls not by bread atone that the ba tuortal Hyes; a certain ap- proval of consctence Is equully essential even tophysient existence; fs the fine stl porvadtny coment by which that wondrous inion, a self, ishekl together, Stice the man, therefore, Js not fn Hedlant, and has not shot or hanged Iiinself, let us take comfort, and concluda that he ls one of two things: elther a viclous dog in man's guise, to be muzzted and Motrned over, and greatly marveled ats or Areal man, nnd, consequent(y, not without moral worth, wihleh is to be onllglitened and 80 farnpproved of. But to judge rightly ot his character we must learn to look af tt hot Jess with his eyes than with our own, Wo must learn to pity him to seo hit as a fel- low-creature, or his real spiritual nature will ever be mistaken by ws,” -You will observe, Topsy, that I’m not favoring that Inckadatsieal maiden, clad in white muslin, with a rosebud in her hate, who does dlemway attitudes at moontight windows, her hair in fong curls, and her volee HKe a dream, and fier “steal pert- phery” encompassing divers flutters, md tremors, and thriils, and sighs, and yearning lnnetishments genernily, Ant yet, after all, sort of creature ts so linble todriftastray, anyway, that {t's very nearly oflclous for 3 to deny her the chance totrip while young, It{s one of my net theorles, ‘Tinkle, that nothing from without can injitre us. You now we nereed once before that our Heav- en or Hell was in our, own hearts. It isan unstable and vain prudence that would keep asoul white by cutting ft off from contact with evil. There are countries, where ‘tig deemen expedient to exclude Women from all soclety,—but the country Is not Amerien. You may speak scoflingly of her who “feels secure in her own virtue, her fect among the Illes, her forehead’ among the stars, Youmny Imply that a tale of guilt must ding her down, [tell you, in that you err. ‘There ts something Inn true women’ heart that holds her right. Dknow not whit it is3 whether the still, sinall yoice, or the arlsons breathed aver her erndle years ago, or the Intent angel ih her “There was nto harm to Jane In listening to’ Rochester's story; there Is no harm to any trie woman in listening to any tale of a Iife sono wrong. But there was very much help to him, There fy hardly guy gush? about this; ft isan in- «llgpntable fact that, one never should count on his strength until he has been Fennec There are those—alas, Heaven pity them !— who nre too frall forthe rude touch of an unvarnished world; those whose milk-white thonghts are enstly made turbid by ink; whose sizhs and yearnings reach out toward the man in the moon, when no terrestrial mustache hovers nearer, Yes! Heaven pity them! and qnickly send thein wings,—or a life lease of {eebergson the moon, where they may dwell pure, and cold, and white forever, , Jane left Rochester at the right time and returned to htm atthe rleht time; and, al- though In real Ife Jane would have married St. Jolin and gone off Song tlio heathen, and Rochester's ingane wits would have Ingered on Indefinitly, still I fancy our flesh-and-blood heroine would have as delib- grately elipned her henrt-strings after hav- Ing wet Miss Bronté’s Jano #3 before, ‘ou quote “Little Women’? 93 your ideal novel’ It igone of my favorlts; but if you think it was nica for tho bright, lovable, charming Jo to marry that horrid old German Irofessor, with hurdly the wit, spunk, or vount ora to say “T love you,” can only gay we disagree. That's all, Sut we are united us to St. Fimo,” and, indeed, 2s to ull ot Evans’, Holmes’, and Southworth’s novels. And, now, Topscy, let me follow your neat exainpic of propounding conundrdims to go to sleep on. = If there was a rip in my glove, ora spot on my collar, or a tangle in ny worsted, L know you would gladly ald me; but, with the tenr, and spot, and taugle in the skein of my Ife, L never contd think of troubling you. Wiry Is that? Lwonder If somo one will send me tho words to the poem, “The aimill will never grind again wid de water dat hing passed 7? ‘To the Inquiring Homeltes who haye con- sclentlons scruples napaliise Dickens, Thack- eray, Hawthorne, and the standard’ authors usully bracketed with these, let ine recom- ment “John Ualifax,"—or is it too oli? Aid diferent from this, but an titensely thrilling story, is Victor I[ngo’s “Les Miyor- Ables.” Justnow Liam indulging jn Bret Harte’s sketches. ‘hero is % freshness, 0 erlapness, and energy about thom that comes ag a breath from the mountains, That Western Miner, who entered the Tome with a warwhoop, thor reminded me of thum. Como senin, O, Silver Bert! ‘Tell us of the pines as the fiagrant breezes stirthem. Tell usof the torrents, and the enilons, und the sunsets o’er the foot-hllls. Tell us of your eamptlre, with nothing elvilized bout It snve the photographs, stealthily hid, of distant dear ones, Aunt Sally Ann: Ihave found Miss Mfihl- back’s “Tistorical Novels” batter reading than those by Abbott. Nelther are, 1 be- Heve, regarded ns quite authentic, but they're interesting and pleasant, aud give che au outline of many things well to be known, Lwwonder if tf ts too Inte to express a very special adintration of Olnt’s fetter on Life's Misery”? It seemed to me one of the finest hay letures that had appeared since her Ope,’ . And, later, Silence’s pleturo of tho absnrd- ity of ‘outelders interfering in th contest be- Ween the two stalwarts wag quite too raphe, bj Tam Salting rather impatiently—for thelr return, Was it decided, after all, which was right? . Shall Selfishness be crowned King of Hearts, or 18 the kingdom a Duumvirate, mith Soltsimess and Sympathy. on tho Phirone 3 Chat, and Rayon Moalr, and Silence, sup. Bess. wo glye the Mower at our thront to forty Years and the ribbon {n our hair to Ey and dub thom ench a victor, What say ye, mafdens folr and yallant knights? 9 Culifornia, we miss you. 1 have not eulighteried Bob on the tobacco question, and cannot now, for the fire burns Jow, the shadows lengthen, two ruthless sprites pereh on my eyelids, and T must bid. you good-ulght, BITTERSWEET, . ToPsy'’s BTOUT ALLY, “. To the Editor of Tha Chicago Tribune, Rivgevinwy, Ill, Nov, 4.—Topsy, here's my hand.on the novel question! Lam glad some ons raised a warning volee, Surely no right-mindod person who had given the sub- ject a moment of serlous consideration could, feel justifled in yecommonding “Jane Eyro’ or "St, Elio” for morality, or the examples they atford of spotless purity on the partot the reapective lerolnes, doubly and trebly counterbalanced ag they'-are by the super- human depravity exhibited by the heroes, Perhaps thore {s no person of my aga who hag read mors good, bad, and Inditforent It- erature than Lhave during my brief pils grimaze, and {n the natural course of events both “Jane Eyro” and “St, Elmo" wero Tecommended tome by persons older than aiyself.as “perfectly splendid? Tread thom, ‘They made me cross, Thoy made medecidedly uncomfortable, I didn’t understand It then, but] afterward ent soy- eral wisdom teeth, A goat health: «Talito Womens? hearty, happy book like for instances (thank you, Topsy, thera We ngree again), Fulaos my sulrlts tentol and fiparts an exhilarating flew. to the mental fact Hes) Just ng iy frosty, pricing uti morning does to tha phys {eal bulng, while a book of tha St. imo a stain depresses theta lua corresponding When Lwas 14 1 first rend " Little Wom. en.” L say ilrat, for one porusal, nor two, did not satisty uo,—no, nor aduzen, In tact, £ read It parladically: yet. 1 cannot express the delight that slinple tale afforded mo. 1t wis so homelike, so comleal, so pathetle, so tenderly truc,—sn altoguthor bow! tehing that I have & prosentinent that never azaln con £ beso perlectly happy ag I then was; and I am doubly happy inthe consetousnesa that thero is no one truly worthier to fuspire sual feullugs in the yout yoF her generation thar Louisa Alcott. Ut sho had stopped then, ant hover written another Hn, she would have gone niore good am ihe worth ot Aitpeatats han a forty-nere lot tullof Augusta Bvanses snupwed with the longevity “of B Mothuy aaleh, ‘The fascinating guardian angel business {s ad enough, £ grant, but it is not to the ro- mantic lnuginations of young ladies alone that thesy bouks so forelbly appyal, ‘The character of St. Ehuo appearsas noble to the masculine mind asiloes 1's to the feminine, and, wills the weaker sox are graduating with honor in the artof playing guardian ungel to the depraved opposit ‘sux, singular number, and begin to be impelled by w frantic desire to “do go tuo,” a carro spouding aggregaty of the lords of creation 5 t SATURDAY, NOVEMBER are Industriously engaged in becoming suf- ficiently depraved to warrant an effort In their behalf, If thay would expend half as much tine And purseverance in learning to hold a plow. straight, swing ® hammer, or even shovel dirt on a raitroad, there would be fewer shabby, careworn, discourazed fathers and broket-hearted mothers tolling slong the stony path of unappreciated solf-sqeritice, and “finwdi: slipping quietly Into their narrow earthy beds, whiere, let us hope, thes find the peare and t denied them tn this busy worknday world, Not that Augusta Evans fsto blame and necountable for all that,—the camel's birden was of many straws, Angusta Evans has done her worst, Char. Jotte Bronté has tone her worst, “Oulds” has done her worst, to hold up to imitative mankind (suggestive, very!) heroes of such truly remarkable devillshness of character ihateven the facile pens of thelr creators, tipped In the witehes' broth of unmentiona- bie to ears polite epithets and profanity have sometimes failed to fll out the periad with reguisit rotundity, and obliged them to taken fe heeled the sianlfica plant, int Notwithstanding all these facts, T can 3 Jook wp and keep rhentengl ity Da yyeven in the goodly manner hinted at by Eugene J. Hall, when £ reflect that nover, no, never, dd L behold a real, Ive, genuine St. Elmo! They are ng rare as Democratic Presidents havo heen for tho past twenty years. Lhave watched with eunsiierable interest the frantle efforts of afew St. Elino aspirants, and Limust remark right here that their oxer- {tons to decome “sarcastic, cruel, cynical, sardonic, mocking, satanic, drinking, ean Dilng, cursing, sinful, swearing, raging dov- ils? were breathiesty Interesting, The proce ess. on truly remarkable one. But they ale ways fall shortof thelr model, and haying brought all my philosophy to bear upon the subject, and taken up a collection among iny Iriends, I have decided that “It habwt hiinan-natur, no ways" —ct ergo, im- possible. We notice, during the first two- thirds of his remarkable career, that St. Ebino did not possess a solitary redeeming tralt thata good will and uninipafred eye- sight on our part could aiscoyer, ‘Then, suddenly, with hot-louse alaetity, his wings sprouted, and he became a fall-t ledged—not angel, but tuinister of tho Gospel,—where's the difference, anyhow? = 'Shat smacks strongly of “shouting revivals’ and “changes of heart” that we read about and hear aceastonally if the wind fs in the right direction, ‘That is where this mild, varioloid type of- St. Elmo always falls. An ordinary man can neither be so very good nor so astound. Ingly bad as fidelity to the model requires. ometines those tinateur St. ilmos marry their guardian angel before -they subside from their violent attack of piety, but when they behold the G A. paddling about a sloppy kitchen In oan old pair, of No. carpet slippers and on. short skirt, with a nimbus of fragrans sonp- sudsy steam hovering around hor classien! head, and a dilunly outlined perspective of Wash-titbs, then 9 oly, romance, and youth. ful folly all collapsy th the general chaos of washttbs, sonpstids, and dirty clothes, It ls an Inevitable consequence. ‘They are not to Diame for being unable to reproduce the character of their hero. ‘They have strug- alec nobly and they have falled, and that is the noblest of all, Indeed, I belleve St. Imo would Inve * backslld? too had he been the vietiin of such circumstances, and obliged every Monday morning to behola Edna, untidy and disheveled, bending all her energy and the whole power of her glorious mind to plugging up a hole in the wash- boller with flour-and-water paste, Granduwm observes me writing, and says: * Beth, ny child, you should not tax your brain so severely. You will not live out hale your days.» Perhaps thisis a timely suggestion; but suppose, now, We hire a hall aud preach our- selves @ sermon on sensational literature. Burn Burron. A WEAK Anaumenr. To the Editor of The Chteago Tribune, Savoy, Il., Noy. 10.—I desire to protest against certain points in ‘Topsy Tinkle’s ox- ecedingly valuable letter in The Home of Nov, 13, The vivacious namesake of a somewhat more celebrated person who “just growed” wil doubtless ndimit that, aside from, her own particular position, thera is some slight difference between plausible sermonizing ant sational demonstration. It is nut my Inten- tlon to specify categorically wherein this dif- ference consists. I gan merely suegest Ita existence In general terms. .A mero asser- tion by a person or set of persons that a prin- elple or thing is good, or thut it ig evil, Is in- compotent except to the extent of expressing tho slinpla fact of personal conviction, ‘The mere showtng that certain Incldental effets of anything are productive of transient evils —from the influences of a moral idea in dis. rupting systems aud destroylng the fruits of weil-futentioned effort, to the purely pusslent aechlents of sclentific experiment—davs not furulsh propor date for rational judginent against It, ¢ ‘That tha ideas which poryade the pages of a certain class of novels, of whieh our critic cites “Jano Eyre” and “St. Elmo? ag representatives, may have been, through lnlseompretiension, the causes of eortala In- eldental evil, no fair person who Is nee guainted with them and with society will bo disposed, I think, to deny. Butit fs alson fact that similar ovil has resulted from all of those great Intlusnces of tho past which linve brought ubout changes which have come to be regarded as iidubltably beneficent, eee our Savior en odie i jnlghty id is atriking epigram, “ff thy hand or thy foot offend thee, cut tt off,” Z But only the other day I read of an en- thuslastic student who, under: the Influence of rellglous Insaulty, took a hatchet and actually dismembered tho thumb and fingers of one of his hands,—n caseot miscompralien- sion; that was all. , Nelther salvation by hatchet nor. villain taming has much attraction for they who understand and gppreeinte tha nature of surgical experiments and the logical consti- tution of evil, : Certatnly mere children should not ord!- narily by allowed to play nt efthor,—though a slightly cut {ngerors Httlesertch from the claws of Satan way sometimes prove valuable educational influence, “St. Elino” is no more ndupted for teaching the alfabet of Ifo than Is nitroglycerine for afamily medicinga; but both are exceeding valuable in other respects, A. fow cartritzes of dynamite take the place of long years of dreary Inbor; and 9 rspark of gents does in & moment what paries of imedfocracy could not accom. plistt, The yaluo of nnovel, especially in the present state of social development, consists chiefly In its urtisthe Intluences, Tt is the duty of the novelist, not to promulgate or to champion creeds, but to enter Into a rational exposition uf various idoal developments of types that are known to exist, Now, it ia only vosuible, within the Hmlt and scope of an ordinary work of tletlon, to delineate ideals of 8 comparatively few, types; and, then the types are stisceptible af rad{eal vac slation and of intricate blendings, At Is ehielly owing to these jicts that our ‘opsy and a multitude of others are going gbout, with ausioty ena at thelr hearts, in sory pprahenaton Justovil befall they who Usten to tha world’s dreamers, ‘Che ready. of half ndozon novels, especially when ge lucted at random, docs not constitute e liters ary education any more (han the sane mun ber oF kralus of whent constitute a luat of eat, ican ngres with ‘Topsy and hor friends on this polit: that it should be wiiveraatly un darataad that ne person should read novels which deal with types which vontaln palpae bly evil charnctoristics—of which class “dang Eyre” and “St Ehuo” are two—until after becomluy thoroughly acqualnted with such ag ft would be without harm to fmitate, lis (hat Ig not the question under consid- eration, . “Lhose works linying been published, and the peoply tot having’ fin all eases used due Aixeretion In thelr tise, they huve been are raigned uniler the charge of beng dangerous to the public welfare, and are to ba triud by nowapaper fortivith,, appear for the defuse, Whether my argument Is heard or not, it shall at least be Aled with the proper authorities, Very Jikely a multitude of voices will emanate front as many scornful individuals; “O, ha dovs not answer ‘Topsy at all? o [have not, to thisextunt: I havenot questioned Topsy taste In onthusiastically a celarliug bruad-and-cheesa itevature to be ait Glegunt delicacy, nor have L thought it worth while to npologize for those wha do not dis- duly wing wud splees, Thero ara those who are perpetually at war with all such works of genlus as do not gocord with certain goody creeds. ‘There are backwood philosophers who object to rail: round trulns and steamboats on the ground of uselesness and danger, ‘Chere isa bright Celestint who is, credited with saying of fine aun life “oo muchos go-vee-go all-vo In other words, there {sy too much anergy and too many busy, tircless wheels and levers, too much thought, and Ife, and_pro- ducHon, and the sun 1s toy bright ‘for faces that lave been kept velled, and the winds of heaven are too strong for the crinulincs euracd drapories of enltivated folly. The social creeds of tho authors of tho “Jano Eyre” and “St. Elmo” stylearerepug- naut to me, barsonally speaklug, but the individuatity of an author does not constl- tute neriterion by which hia work may prop- erly be judged. “Anqusta Evans’ work con- tains niany grave {mperfections; but itis sald that there fs nota leat in all the forest nor aerystal In_all the rocks that Ja fred from blemish. This is my first appearance in connection with defendittz “sloppy nove els; but Providence permitting, and the Con- ductor not extinguishing, it will not bo the Inst, tniess this Infamous sult against art be immediately withdrawn, Fontan ANcaNr AUNT SALLY ANN AGAIN. To tha Editor of The Chicago Tribune, Asnoy, Il, Nov, 10—Friend Topsy Tiukle, 1 think you rathor wont at my article with shovel and tongs, and appear to wish to deal with me in the same manner you would with “St. Elmo” because I chance to diffor with you. You have either willfully or other- wise misconstrued my meaning, as 1 had no intention of holding up olther * St. Elmo” or “ Rochester” as patterns for any one to fol- low, for 1 myself have probably no higher pEutiOn of them as mon (by men I mean tris met) than you have, ut Tsay nguln, ag [said before, that Lo admito the spirit that controfied those noble women’s lives and mady those works fo ine teresting and profitable to those who will profit by them, Itwould perhaps be better for wll of us if wo cultivated more of thelr spirit, Ido notconsider that such women as Edna and Jane Eyre ars made of any such inaterlal ag half the silly, flirting school-gitls whose only thought is for self, much lesa thinking of being the ineans of saving some fellow being, and to whom Ife is hardly less a romance rather than astern reality. What do you suppose, ‘Topsy, would become of all’ the many thousands of men who have been saved from drink, and wickedness, and lives of sin IC nll women condemned them to a felon's.cell 1s you do St. Elio? Our Savior when on enrth forgave the sinner and bade him “go his way ant sin no more,” and far be ft from ine to condemn anyone of the erring ones, No, thank Heaven, we have many noble women left who are angels of mercy, We have no {line to sit In Judzment on ‘our fellow mor- tals, “Judge not” was meant as much by our Saytor for us as for those who lived two thousand years ago. In my oplnion Char- lotte Bronté, living the secluded Ifo she did, has ali the more credit. due her for having that great sympathy and charity for orring human untura that’ she must hinve had i order to write such a work. Sho scems to be far more blessed In this direction: than somo of our neighbors living In our large clittes and having every opportuntty for studying human nature, L believe in charity commencing at home and all that, but when chaues, or something: ‘higher perhsps, places a straying creature in our path don’t look black and give him. a ktek ‘on tho downward road, and take hin off to a prison coll and put htin ina conviet’s sult, But rather Biv him a word of cheer and a kind look, Oh, how much even a kind look will do to given poor pirnggling create Ure now strength and lielp him te press aw ward and onward (even by dens of sin) In tho right path, Plty tha erring, eare for the dying, snateh them from sin and the grave, is afar better way in my opinion thai put- ting them among companions who, perhaps, are far worse than they, 1 order that they may lave a good opportunity of exercising thelr * glaring” quatities, What, pray, wand liave become of John 3B. Gough, Lovey, if your vlan had been put in operation with him, and some one Instead of helping him to a better and nubler tte hat thought themselves far too perfect aud Rood to descend froin thelr throne of purity to lend hin a helping hand?) Mow many pont erentures’ lives would thoreby hava een lost thal has been the means of say- {ing and makli anpy ina better life? nin afcald you have not looked at this matlor on all sides, Topsoy, or you would have been less {rev tu condemn. . AUNT SALLY ANN, FERN LEAF. A LETTER FROM JER. To the Lultor of The Chicago Tribune. Orrawa, Ill, Nov. 18,—A few of tho “ mel- ancholy days." have come, and how busy are enrth’s diligant employds, preparing for the colder days which are soon to follow! How like humanity the leaves seom! It Is but n yery brief tInie sInca we’ watched the boautl- ful delicate untolding of the bud, and hailod with Joy tho exquisit green leaf, and all too soon It reached maturity, was soiled by con- tact with the dust, plerecd by the poigon of Insect life, but was thon washed by tho rain, and seemed to revive and start life anew. Frost camo, and tho cold, severe wind, and they are obliged to, glve up their hold pud fall down, down to the earth from which thoy sprang. In life wo wateh with so much pleasure the bright-cyed babe, noting Ite first smile, and then the cunning dimples, which play “hide-and-zo-souk” over tho sunny Iit- tle facu; then tha forming of words and sen- tences, and all too soon she feaves us, and ts. dotving In tho mysteries of arithmetic and mud-ples, with a decided preforonce for the latter, for play is as much mora enjoyable than labor tn youth na wealthis more accept- able than poverty in later years, Wo aro 50 constituted that all through Ife tho sweets aro moro pleasing than tho bitter, and it requires n horo to take thom to- gether with smiling countenance, and hide the griniaco when the duty becomes very se- vere, How soon our youth are soiled by the dust of the bad examples of their elders, and Uolr minis are soon polsuned by pernictaus publieatlons, und association with corrupt colupanions; and whon tho * parent tree’ is greatly disturbed because of the wayward. hess of her pride and glory, tho waters descond from Heaven, and behold the re- newed loaf, and, although tho stalns romain in tha mind of dome, and will ba pointed to for years, the motherheart rejoices, for she knows that the wound 1s “healed, even though the scar remains, ‘Chore will always be soine cronkers left, to remind you of the sins committed, and just 8o surely there will be some to help you forget them; you nat choose which Is most tras, and depart from the others, ‘Thon comes the frost of old age; that awalts us atl; for, ditter as we may on all other subjects, we cannot deny that Death will clalm us soonar or later, One beaut! bright leat that athared, azo. remluded ime % mulden who seemed destined to 9 long life, but so suddenly sho fell to earth that eveh now, after yenra have passed, It sevens Ineredible; while one withered, faded loaf still clings, reminding me ofa feeble pilgriin who can count 90 years In seven tuys tore, and so fecbto that ste can Jusg wateh dhe sun rye, and thon sink to rest, marveling why she eaunol rg tou, Lifo ts Indead mysterious, but you and f inust take It as it cones; if wo have fun enjoying Its savory sweetness, wo must not close onr tips when tho wormvyool 4g presented; and It the gall of life hus been spbartioned ts, there Is honey, Jurking in the bottom of tho cup, whieh will repay us for the past bitterness. Leaves have their tine to Tl,” and as ours Is still perinttted to hang atort, It behooves ua to see that it shall bo Urlznt, perfect from the sting of venomous vilitters, till the “Frost-King" comes to elatn his own, . Emerson“ svoms to have some admirers nuoug onr writers, and I doubt not very. Inany nang our readers, a3 ho justly mer> its; but to me it seems fuipossible tu meni! tho one favorit: where there are so ina Many rare gems have fallen trom jils per but are there more or brighter ones than Bo- Yee, Curlyle, Molidre, Goethe, and Bacon have given ta? Wherols there a writer who can say Just stich things 13 Shakspoare ? Now wo ‘will take many choico gems from the pons of Beechor and Ingersoll. Wa huny ditfer from them in the imaln, but we search: aid Hint the bewutiful, aud some thoughts are so lovely that we treasure and lay them Rh, {nour store-house, as worthy a place beside Thoreau and Bulwer Lytton, it would seem ay finpossibie to mention aur favorit nmong 30 any us to nae a pre ferred flower Sn Flora's kingdom. If we devin amllax ‘and tuberose mast fitting ta adorn one cottined loyel- ones, and the orange-blossoma to adorn our fulr bride, 1t 13 not bueause wo. think thom must lovely on 1] oceaslons, or because we ure not us great admirera of the frat) little blue-eyed forgot- inenot, or ever will be unimindtul of the charma which the modest violet will ever re- taln, ‘The rose wil ever hold possession of the queenly crown, and although the lily ls so fir and lovely, can never quite compete with her, though on some occasions shy may be preferred, Each have thelr niche in our hearts, Justas those beauti{ul words of varl- ous writers have, At one timu the words posta uae Atted to the time and place, while ‘on other occasions they would be very in- pppropriate. How, then, can one claim more benutles for Emerson than of tho many 20, 1880—SIXTEEN PAGES, others, a ist of whieh TF have not since to Rive In thexe columns ? ‘Lhe beauty sven is often party fn tlur wlio sees ft, and wo know that wo sce beautles in words, Howers, and things animate ant tnaniimate, where others would query ot the faney, ane “veo versa. We have many beautiful foew » but it would be difteutt to mention he favorit, for one ts Just salted to the sun. set on n lovely suminer eve, while ong tells Us of the storm Whiel roils up “rnged and brown.” One tells us of the fallen comrades who steep on foreign shores, and one of the “wall-worn Wedding rly oan one of the home of our childhood, wills another re- minds of happy. slelgh-rides and: coasting, down steep hillsides, One of the “old ari chair” and “imnoss-grown bucket’; but are they dearer thin those that rem{ud ts of the Sllent Valley toward which we are all jour- neyhie? Tt vould he as dltentt a task'as to untne the ‘one frend we would select from ull othors, for thore are thes when the Ively chatof one is as plensant aud neceptable a4 the mature Judgment and experience of ate other is, nt some othor thig mud ee The rose Is fale, but fairer we ft deem for that aweet odor which doth tu ft lives? Why do you turn to your pastar when death and sor. Trowcone? When all goes well you leave Kim and the Joy he brings for the noisy mirth of the gay populace. Friends, flowers, writ ers, and pursuits, each have tholr: niche to Mi, as well as work, poomns, muse, and pastlines, and os we are ereatures of moods they nre selected necordingly. Frlendshipa which are born in intsfortune ars more firm and lasting (inn those whieh are formed in happliess, for sorrow draws us nearer than the greatest Joy posstbly can; and the sayings of a wise and sincere writer are more cherished thin those of one whose Io does mbt accord with hls language. We maturally Uke to look into the heart of the writer, and If tho words do not correspond with tho lite tho eharm fs broken and meh of the beauty fs lost, for it Is so. hightened by gooilness and purity of character, Surely a golden apple has been thrown to us, and Who can claimit? Athing of beauty ts a Joy forever, ‘i Ve read the words of Wisdom and beauty from various writers and cxelalin with [uni- phrey, true wisdom fs to Itnow what ls est worth knowing and to do what Is best worth dole,” for what we consider wise fi our generation will undoubtedly bo called folly $n the next. Clouds ay trop down titles and estates, wealth may find us, but wo must search for wisdom, for its price is above rubies and no wealth can purelinso ft. The Bible tells us “her ways are ways of plensantness and nll her paths are peace,” After all, ft is: not what We say oss how wo sa it, and the tone and manner carry the polgon or pleasure. Let us say those things white liv Ing that we would desire when dying, for, liko owr shadows, our wishes lengthen as our sundeelines, Can wo not return to first princtples, and as the busy senson is at hand recelye some ideas through these columns as to what to make and what to glye for Christ- ning presents ?. It makes me snd to think the season Is so nerr us, for there ara so many sad hearts which can only place x wreath of linutortelles where thay expected to shower fi world of wenith on loved forms. We will think of them while we aro happy, and strive to reliove thelr burdened hiearts23 much as inusiles, We have much to be thankful for, and many prayers will arise both now and on the day set apart by our Chief Magis trite for the safety of our country and for the gaod man elected by her grateful people to stund at the heli of our good Ship of State, and through His merey guide us to further prosperity and peace,” Feny Leavy, SOME LETTERS, AND THE SENTIMENTS THEY CONTAINe ‘To the Editor af The Chicago Tribune, Gortan, Tex., Nov. 8.--Is tt not Ik Marvel who says, “Blessed be letters, they are tho trne heart comforters’? Whoever snid it mado no mistake, and I {ndorso tho state- ment, . Letters! hore they are; a grent bundle of them! from every direction, representing half tho States in the Union, The writers are good peuple for the most part, I believe, —kind, sympathetic people—and certainly Intelligent people, for every one of thom reads The Home, and every one likes {t. On that one point they agree, Strangot isn’t It? Hlere fs one from mn busy politiclan in Washington who says,"“Irend your Homo Jotters In Tite Cuicago ‘Trinune with great ‘Interest, Don't fall to writo something every week.” The samo malt brought an faentical statoment from u poor, overworked cdltor in Indlana. Leannot help wondering how 5 village editor finds time to read ‘The Home; but so it appears, for editors never prevur- lente. I shuffle the pile of letters and select one, evidently written by a philosophical Young Indy, about Topsey Tinkle’snge. It says, You aro a great Fatalist, I cannot help believing in tt. to some extent, One thing Is certain: it avails nothing to rebel against the Inexorabie. Wo can only try to look on the brightest sido and bear what comes with the best graca we can. It is said, ‘Days go wrong, ages never.’ “You are dreadfully Incking in falth, I “aupposo we ail are, for we want to manage find settle our own, affairs, and have not patience to watt and be guided, ‘Then, when tho doar unstrbstantial hopes and idols havo fallen low, we are plunged into the wulf of despair, ad ato apt to blame licaven for lot ung us Sut i te . here aru eight pages—vory protty pages— of well-written’ reflections, at hero Is the postscript, In the faryy of n dimotric couplots Whatover ie do, Don't got bluo, Hero Is another,—n long letter from n gon- erous young nian, ‘The initial page tudientes that he lives fu St, Louls, Ifo praises all Pho Hon writers, aud concludes as follows: “You must come up and visit mo.Christ- Mins-week, Now, L won't take ‘no? for an answer, 80 just make Lip your niuind to pack your ‘grip? and travel this way during the turkey season. Can't promise. you: very much In the way of accommodations, but will give yor some Felsarkntly (ine eating and blonty of pond spelotes Io ovidentl wlieves, like Owen Moredith, that * civil. zed man cannot Ilva without dining? I Shall dnd It hard to decline that invitation, ‘Tho noxt letter is from an admiring Home contributor, It is very long, readable, and Rood. Here ts x passage culled at random: “Tt seems that what we long for fs always- tust a little beyond our reach, If it were en- {rely removed wo should cease craving for it, Tdon't see how any one without some real TeVvioits BUTTOW Cit help being. moderately. happy ithe can drink from the fount of knowledge, know you wit think that In this lund of cheap and good literature one Heed not be lenorant. AhT but one needs thie also, Chave often snt up half of the hight reading and studying, but now Leannot. do 30 any more, Nature vevenges her wrongs Upon iny eyesight when I try,” Noxt comes a Home writer whose themo 13 practastinutjon, His bump of combativeness Sin the ascendant. Te anyst "Ifyou have a‘Tupune containing my last letter send It to me, though you go without yourself, I cannot gut one at the ofica, Write soon or [ shall hurl junk bottles of wrath at your sevens fnda-quarter head? -T answered hig letter by return mall. Tdeom it prudent to remark hig name fs not Forty Years. Sy next communication writer too, {6.0 mistake not. She had been sterling for days and weeks with nouralgla (which she calls tho old flend and enemy of beauty"), and that doy “for the first thie tn so long?” she sat ina partor-window looking: out on tho sunny pavement, where the amber and searlet-tinted leaves wero tossing in rest- Jess Nitty heaps. While thus enguged sho behuld two fatles comng yp the walk, Sho tells the story thus: “Dozens were passing wither way, but tho Indy on the Inside of the walk foreloly attracted iny attention on ace count of her remarkable beatty and the ex- gulslt nentness and delleacy of her apparel. was O su miserable, bhi and slek! and the thought Hashed through my brain, wonder Hf the Jady woulda't get awful frightoned {f sho should chance to look this ay {nu passing?’ In tho meantime nearer and nearer they came, when, O misery! she was -perfectly bind, and 1, poor edward, murmured, God forgive mel So it ts. We aro always complaining, ‘Each heart its own great sorrow his! fore ly auother passage from the same let- rt “It fs not jist to yourself to analyze so miluutely the qualities of others, ‘the world has Just os many fivors to bestow upon you Qs upon others, and Inowledge of such a high standard cannot alford to be crushed, Despair not because your reward tarrles. God has given you the power to sing, "Bing on, sweet melodist.”” “hat you have done Well to-day proves you can do better to-mor raw, Only look well and tong to learn {ft It bo of the brute, the human, or the divine, Whit dogs sucfety care for ‘ua? It loves no one, ‘The quizzing glasses of the vulgur are always surveying us ata safe distancy, as tf to decide whom ‘the ton! shall avcept or re~ ject. ‘There ure, however, glasses wherewith We lupy acquire trug knowledge; thoy aro fs from n Home not material In substance, but very materint in value,—not sold In shops or lonned for hire,—one must grow his own. A favored faw hold stel: miseroseople glosses. Wout you be one of them? ‘They are tho analysts, —tho disseetors of souls, And yet hermits who defy the world never gain much relivf, for lo tiey not carry their restloss souls with TY ‘Tho “tender feeling which overcomes tho warm heart of a gtr (who Is a falthful reader of Tus ‘Tnimuxe) prompts her toe write mien pretty Httle letter from Leaven- worth. She want to know if there fs fn al this bright, beautiful world a life go fraught with pain and unhappiness that It. can seo polling to tive for?” I answer, Yes, denr lady, thousands of them. She thinks faith in God’s quodness Is the true source of fellel- ty, aud continues thus? "Pray not for utter forgetfuiness, The hitter waves that ever Inp the shores of Mem- ory—as we stand with longing gaze lookin into the depthis—will never censa thelr sad monotone untll others shall stand as Wwe are standing now, on its shores,—and we are Inid niyny to rest.!” ‘There is not much comfort in_ that reficc- tion, surely, but [ eannot doubt tts truth, wutle 1 certainly appreciate the author's jndness, Next on the list {s from a Indy who informs me she ig a total stranger, “having never so much as written vling for THe TRUNE," (She Is afraid of the Conductor's waste-lias- ket.) She Is visiting in Towa, and “reads THe Tinene every day.’ ‘This {8 a racy Jetter,—full of good, hentthy sarcasm. | Sho has twelve aunts and ng many uneles. They ull Insiston " picking outa nice husband” for her, She says? “My relatives are not the anly ones who wantine to give up single-blesseducss. have numerous school friends who are mar- ried and happye They are eoutinunlly tell- ing me to 'go and do Hkewlse? Lam not one biteynical, I think, aye, know, that plenty of married peuple ara happy; but I know, too, thera never was 2 ate mar- riage unicss the cotple truly and honestly Joved each other, [have tried to love sev eral (ab diferent tines) ool, noble men (ike the sailors in “Pinafore’) because they were gootl and noble, and wanted me to love then; but’twas no use. I couldi’t, £ guess ny Prines Charming must haye dled in Infancy. Lf so, [ witt remain an, old mald to the cnil of my existence, for Ll never marry for aught but love,—though I would not have the slizhtest objection to a few thousands thrown in, You must be a for- Jorn creature if you do not believe in friend- ship. Why, where have you lived who can say, ‘Lhave no friendaf? L can count at Jenst a dozen who [know are good friends. —trueand tried, I suppose a person contd without friends, but [wouldn't want to ve if L had none”? ‘There is a positive ring to. this fetter which. is rather, attractive, Many of the statements aro ensily: refuted, wiille not a few contradict themselves, From Milwaukee comes a lightly valued Jetter which mustnot remain unnoticed in this acknowledgment of favors. ‘The writer Isranked high suo NE Tae ‘PRINUNK’s favor- it correspondents, She always reads ‘Tho Toms with Interest. I present a brief ox- ret: “Your Inst letter fn Phe Tome pleased me, speelnily showing, ns it did, that you do. nob confound love the soul-burn with the merely: passional emation which passes for the genti- ne with most men,—Forly Years, for ine stance, Tels, however, a tine writer,—and his mental gifts re of a high order—so high that itis a matter of surprisa to mo that he should arrive at stich erroneous conclusions onthis subject. J hold, in the words of Mra. Clemmer, that ‘to revere the Individital,—the potent essetice which in {ts intrinsic qual- ty separates the beloved belnz from over other in the universe,—ts the pny, lovawhich survives ull time and change.” Ihold, also, that ‘love, the most powerful passion of hu- indnity, Is only exalted when 16 is born ‘of frientship,—the loyer must be firat-and ale ways tho frleud to be worthy to be the lover,’ Not long since you made mention of D. Me- Farland, and {tt apvenred to ine your sympa. thies were with him rather than with the woman who considered herself justified In leaving him. Hore I must disent,—recog- nizing as [do that love may not survive the death of esteom, nnd for hier the two were buried tn one grave. I met Mra, Richardaon twelve or fifteen years ago. Sensitive and shrinking, she showad no lack of sensibility, Meeting her again about a year ago, I found her much changed, but, through ‘all tho caluiiess of self-possession, hor face struck nig as the face of one whose soul had been shaken to its centre by the tragedy, of former yoars, which loft ber an unloved mid wn un- toving won, but Intellectually strong, Sho ihas. sueceeded where women of weaker mental dovelopment must have despaired.’ She falls to observe that pectic Justica de- mands some sort of punishment “for faith. Tusness to marriage yows, but I have not space to discuss that topic now, I must hasten on. : Mount Vernon, O., is a pretty Nttle elty, and it fs but Just that ono of my beat letters should hail from there, Because the Con- |. ductor marked one of my letters * pecultar this Indy rend it twice, and resolved to answer It. Its “charm of vague personal experience on atopic” of interest to her ‘was another motive, And she does answer {t well, L tako the liberty to quote a fow sentences: * Belng ercatures of. circumstances, a3 wo fre, We ennnot be the architicts of our own happiness, unteas we how from whatever nia- torlal chance olfers; for certain Cy castles of beanty and strength which wo would build for ourselves we never inhabit, Were it possible, we shonld doubtless find them "but the wnsubstantial creations of a soul that must ever look beyond Itself for strongth, freedom, hope, and beauty! There isa erent aid blessed Inw of human nature which renders hipptiess in its truest senso independent of conditions, If it belonged ouily, to youth, health, the presence of those we love, aud prosperity, then life would bo, indeed, but a thankless task. In order to bo ft peace with the present and at rest respect- ing the future, wo must learn to find tho means of good which ts hidden away In our dsappolutinents, onr sorrows of ovory kind, ‘There Is—thore must be always—acompensa- tion which alone hotds the supréme condi- nid that ft Is not readily found js for the y reason that the soul must leurn to scelc beyond fteelf, which may bo far othor than through our own desires, Linnens studied botany with success In Lapland, and there ls. no region of tho soul so sterile ns not to hold 4 joy, consequontly there need be no such thing as ‘the hulpless wreck of a human soul's happiness un this earth, lf the soul will but seok beyond itself, : “Aa to the future, L think wo need never mind about lt, ‘The present should be our only care, If wa live It ta the most and best of our ability wo shall ind it will Gully occu. py ux, Some one speaks of the ‘eternal now,’ and how much better to make our lives an eternal now, finding a good In what ever comes, rathor than live in an eternal future which ever makes the ‘present of no yalne, You nal, ‘1g lt strange we wander in the desort?? adidlag, ‘We wander eternally,’ George MeDonal saya: *When “up? Is the word In one’s mind, he ean seldom be in doubt whether he fs going right, eVon when there fs no track,’ “There are hours when action Js Imposal- blo, aud atthe best life furnishes few de- inands on the grandly heroles but there Is never n thas wheninan may not draw an Ine splration from hls higer nature. Life may avant ut tines only ‘n grand strugale of en: dluranes,’ but ‘to study the world around theo, and find consolation In the fact, that. nll Numanity ts doomed to auffer,’ would be but naorry way to refleve the struggle and suf. forlug in one’s own soul, Rather seok to ald humanity, If only through thy own ndvance, If that bo the object, Ilfo can but prove itself quite worth fiving?! J inust stop here, althougli a dozen letters of recent date renin unnotleed, Tmake no apology for quoting from them, as they are not private. ‘Topsy Thikle wants to ptek wanarrel? with me she must gelect another tople than polities, for 1 am no orator, as Eto Beta Pils, but usta plain, blunt man, who loves his correspondents. Compliments to Evelyn Hope and F, A. DAILEY, What Prof, Morten Says of Maxtm’s New Carbou-sLoop Lamp. New York Sun, Nav, 37, Prof, Morton, of tho Btevens Tastltute, read Hofore tho National Academy of Sulences, whieh begin its annunl meeting yesterday tn Columbia College, a paper on “The BMursure wont of New Forms of Hlootric Lamps, Operat- ing by Incandescence.” Prof. Marton haa’ been, exporiinenting with tho elnetrio current for sey. eral yoard He has from the start deniod tha accurmoy vf Kitson'y results, both as to thy umount of applied powor reenvered In the dy- namo-eloctrio machine, and tho eftiulency uf the faippa, Some time ago Prof, Storton beard ofa new vicctric luwp that bad beon oonitruet- od by Prot, Maxini. It wus of the oxporiments ond measurements which be hid just made with this lump by the ald of a rush eloctria Janene (hat ho spoku yosterday betore tho Acudemy. Hidlvones eblef fuipodimont in perfecting bis Jamp lus been the constant disintegration of his curbon luops. According to blsown states iment inan October maguzlue, the duration of one of big lamps without repairs ta only six months under favorably clroumstances. Ho cannot get a perfect vacuum, and even the very sinall amount of oxygen that gufus admittance to tha glass bulbs ts suiictunt for the combuy- on necessary to destroy the carbon loop. “dn tho law described yeuterday by Prot. Mom ton this error in constriction {6 correctog by Infruluction of tho vayir OF genie ek he ease tatty aftor tho vanes tas teen eth nearly perfect ns posslbte. Muxtn dle ent pies Dane Hae comditi au lose ter tho lien by combustion 16 compentated for byt Honor wey cnebon on. tier tang fo Joop, od that ing “amount of resistanen to thy eurcen 3 t renal coustint. Maxin's etal ia that the ting Vapor keeps tia earbon loop conan feline Pair. und the eureful mensuremenia ne peor Morton with the gelvanumoter und other ince mentecontirm tho aseertion, the Pr ele Vio ndded that {na compirivon mat Hedin tammy ante ee Iiet ttecerttied ie fee no hesitation in sayjng that Maxi’ © be economical and viicient, ‘81s tho tory LIFE AND DEATH, For The Chicaon Trine, What Is thin tifo? To what intent In nil this atransre existence tent? This surging, feverish restluanns— What out Its hurrying footsteps prossy One thing wo know: we'ro here, and ch In Hiv own pelle menage OTe What faiths profess, or works pursue, Are plain to change: conditions dre ‘Thus, tossed on waves of hope ind foar, We run our course of smile und teary Live one brief day of variant tate— OF pain and pleasure, love nnd hnte= Of will destro—ot patience lonz— Of Ugat aud shudow, dirge and song, ‘Thus ever on tn conscless tlow The generations comu and in, Whero'er one feet [tapress tho sod, They touch on soll onr futhors trod, Want calins aiture, or storins beset, Each are the sume our fathors mer. Mowo'er nutr separate patiis ure bent, We're till on ground tho mreiats went, Thut whence we eanic, or how, or why, Aro folds where God's deep inystorics te, What after death? To Itenson’s es In volceless waste tho yuars ga by— One dreiniess sleep—ono morntess nights One ondless votd. unkiased by light— One cold, dead silence, vast aud finoe One wnxplored, profaund unknown, Frurtiess our skill ta fathan aut Ono sceret of this realm of doubt, Tn vain doos Love ter watebitlres set Tho world of Death {3 hidden yet, Her catls drop on the grave initeard— ‘The years bring back no answerliyg word, ‘This lifo's an isle, fanned by tho breeze OF two unfathomed, mystle seas, Tn constant stream migration pourra Across that Island's zloom-girt shores, Allatrunger crufe within Its pale— Fran ear Gull stow crune onch area Hoy trim tholr yards—then steer the: G'or ties that bring no sultor bac ee No beaconegienin the taldnleht laves On all that clouded waste of wares, Rattglon claims to Heht tho road ‘That leads us through the durk abode: And yet are her deductions made Whore Fanvy"s wildest feut have strayod, She points to lands of bliss uatold— iLo gates of peurl, and streets of gold— 'To homes untouched by tears or gloom— Yo vies of fadeloss brid and bloou, Sho shows our loved an Augel-throng, With crowns of glory, lps of song, Mingling with Salnts of a All pralsing ‘round the G: But shut the realms of Funey’s viow, Blot out the Ines Conception drow— Ask thon the seerets of the dend, Mow rest their souls, and whlthor fled~ Across that bourn no suntigut dips— Religion turns but marble lips. And yot we feel that naught tn vain Springs from Creation’s tireless brain, Vhough ‘tls not given us te know Whence nll these worlds of being flow How cach exist—to whnt or where The hurrying soul het lond shall bear— Yot thoro's a Power, unseen and still, ‘Thut Inres to onlm the waveritys will— ‘A faith that brings 0 perfect rest. That He who planned knows what {8 boat And, though In ways ta us nuknown, For somo right end will u: Mis own, Navautos, Gann Itarins, Mich., Nov. . 3 own, a A Story from Elmira, Kimira Gazette, . A_gontleman well known in this city as “red-hot” Republican ind something of a betting man, Altey an absence of several years roturned to the city of his younger dayd carly in tho Prosidentin’ cumpaigu. Early in tho summer be mide no wagers, but after the Ine diana olection ha “sniled in,” betting large amounts, Hoe made some waxers on the Rener- al result, but most of bia money was placed ‘on tho reauit In Now York. Io must have bad Bevernl thousand dollara ut stake on tho tura. of tho political wheal of rortune In this Btate. About ite. before cleation-das’ a Demucrat~ fo friond asked him tf ho was not carrying all of his cage in n somewhat fenil basket, saying that New York Stute was even more likely to Domoeratio than epublican. In support of this it was enld that New York City would alve at least 00,000 Democratic majority. Upon thls tho backer .of Republicanism, said: “Have yous penell and note-book?" You! “Tako ‘them out and write down what [tell you." The pens cll and note-bovk wero taken ont, aud he dice tatod as follows: “Now York City will giv Hunecock a majority of—Have you gut thst down? Yos." “Borty-one—Ituve, you got that” “Yas.” "Forty-one thojsund ona hun drod_ and forty-one.” “All right; Jast look at those figures aftor lection.” Aud when, on Thursday worntng, his Democratie friend took up tho Advertiicr, he rend the tures of Hu cock’s majority fs returned at Polico Her aunrtors af 41,0), A man that con xucss majority of New Yori City within 185 on 2 poll of Ovor 200,000 votos hus a right to back his figures with bis monoy, If any one doubts the truth of this ttle tale, he can call at this office and aco the memurudle tures, 41,060, 08 hey wore written J0 dnys befure elvotion-day. Sd ‘ Mad, Tho Duke of Bucclouch has taken so soverely to heart tho dofeat of his son, Lord Dalkeith, Mr, Gladstono, that ho hus closed up bis cole Herles at Dalkcelth, removing 200 tulners and ree ducing tha trade of the plico by £000 a week, ——<—__— Thave long prescribed tha Shakers’ Bareane Filing, and 1 thfnie fea. moxt valuable medicine Joramnlab Mtuke, M.D. Glimunton, N. i. 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