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y CRUTCH, THE PAGE. from “ Ta’es of the Cheaspeake,” by George Al- m " Ta\fred Townsend “Gath."} 1.—cHIPs. ‘Khe Honorable Jeems Bee, of Texas, sitting in his committee-room half an hour before the convening of Congress, waiting for his negro familiar to compound a julep, was suddenly confronted by a small boy on crutches. “A letter!” exclaiméd Mr. Bee, “with the frank of Reybold on it—that Yankeest of Penn- sylvania Whigs! Yer’s familiarity! Wants me to appoint one U-C—U, wnat?” ~ Uriel Basil,” said the small boy oa crutches, with a clear, bold, but rather sensitive voice. “Uriel Basil, a page in the House of Repre- sentatives, bein’ an infirm, deservin’ boy, Wiltin’ to work to support his’mother. Infirm boy wants to be a page, on the recommenda- ton of a Whig, to a Dimmycratic committee. —. gen'‘lemen, what do you think of that, eigh?”” ‘This last addressed to some other members of the committee, who had meantime entered. “Intum boy will make a spry page,” said the Hon. Box Izard, of Arkansaw. “Harder to get infum page than the Speaker's eye,” said the orator, Pontotoc Bibb, of ¥ “Harder toget both than a’pintment in these crowded times on a opposition recommendation when all ole Virginny is yaw to be tuk care of,” said Hon. Fitzchew Smy, of the Old Dominion. ‘The small! bay standing up on crutches, with large hazel eyes swimming and wistful, 80 far from being cut down by these criticisms, stood Straighter, and only his narrow little chest showed feeling. as it breathed quickly under his brown jacket. “T can run as fast as anybody,” he said im- petuously. ‘My sister says so. ’ You try me!” «Who's yo’ sister, bub?” « Joyce.” ~* Who's Joyce?” « Joyce Basil—Miss Joyce Basil to you, gen- tiemen. My mother keeps boarders. Mr. Rey- bold boards there. I think it’s hard when a little boy from the South wants to work, that the only body to help him find itis a Northera man. Don't you?” “Good hit!” erled Jeroboam Coffee, Esq., of Alabama. “That boy would run, if He could!” “Gentlemen,” said another member of the committee, the youthful abstractionist from South Carolina, who was reputed to be a great poet on thestump, the Hon. Lowndes Cleburn— ‘gentlemen, that’ boy thing on its uts igeel merits’and ‘brings ft home to us. I'll ju my juty in this issue. Abe, wha’s my Julep?” “Gentlemen,” said the cnet ire of on Inittee, Jeems “it ‘pears to me that there’s ‘social pint right here. Reybold, bein’ the only Whig on the Lake and Bayou Committee, ought to have something if he sees fit to ask forit. That's courtesy! We, of all men, gen- tiemen, can’t afford to forget it.” ae by durn!” cried Fitzchew Smy. u’re right, Bee!” cried Box Izard. give it a constitutionat set.” “Reybold,” continued Jeems Bee, thus en- couraged, ‘“‘Reybold is (to speak out) no ge- nius! He never will rise to the summits of us2- fulness. He lacks the air, the swing, the pose, as the sculptors say; he ,won’t treat, but he'll lend a little money, provided he knows where you goin’ with it. ‘If he ain't open-hearted, he ain't precisely mean!” «You're right, Bee!” (General expresston.) «Further on, it may be said that the framers of the govment never intended au the patron- e to go to one side. Mr. Jeffson put (rat on the steelyard principle: the long beam here, the big weight of being in the minority there. Mr. Jackson only threw it considabul more on one side, but even he, gentlemen, didn’t take the whole patronage from the Outs; he always left em enough to keep up the cor sy of the thing, and we can’t go behind him. Not and be trueto our traditions. Do I put it right?” “Bee,” said the youthful Lowndes Cleburn, extending his hand, “you put it with the lu- ceidity and spirituality of Kulhoon himself!” “Thanks, Cleburn,” sald Bee; ‘this is a com- pliment not likely to be forgotten, coming from you. Then it ts agreed, as the CHayman of yo” Committee, that I accede to the request of Mr. Reybold, of Pennsylvania?” “ aye!” trom everybody. “ And now,” said Mr. Bee, “‘as we wair all up late at the club last night, I propose we take a second julep, and as Reybold is coming in he will jine us.” “T won't give youa farthin!” cried Reybold at the door, 5) g to some one. “Chips, indeed! What shall I give you money to gamble away for? A gambling beggar 1s worse than an impostor! No, sir! Emphatically no!” “+A dollar for four chips for brave old Beau!” ‘Eaid the other voice. “I’ve struck ‘em all but By the State Arms! I've got rights in Everybody pays toll to brave The Northern Congressman retreated before this pertinacious mendicant into his committee- room, and his pesterer followed. him closely, nothing abashed, even into the privileged cloisters of the committee. The Southern members enjoyed the situation. “Chips, Right Honorable! Chips for old “You Beau. Nobody this ten-year has run as long as you. I’velaid for you, and now I've fell on you. Judge Bee, the fust business befo’ yo’ committee this mornin’ is a assessment for old Beau, who’s away down! Rheumatiz, bettin’ on the Diack, failure of remittances from Fau- quae and other casualties by wind an’ ocd, have put ole Beau away down. He’s a — of his country and must bg sus- The laughter was general and cordlal amongst the Southerners, while the intruder pressed hard upon Mr. Reybold. He was a singular object; tall, grim half-comical, with a jeer or low familiarity in his eyes, but his ‘waxed mustache of military proportions, his patch of goatee just above the chin, his elab- orately olied hairand flaming necktie, set off his faded face with an odd gear of finery and Siveness. His skin was that of an oid patched up and calked, but the features were those of a once handsome man of style and carriage. He wore what appeared to be a cast-off ring overcoat, out of season and color on this blustering winter day, a rich buff waistcoat of an embossed pattern, such as few persons would care to assume, save, perhaps, a gamb- his ed watch-seals Without the accor mF oper watch, and his pan- taloons, though faded and threadbare, were once of fine Potente _ Re ina Lanna on — t el ce, and they cove jong, Shrunken, Dut aristocratic limbs, and were strapped "beneath his boots to keep them shapely. The boots themselves had been once of varni ~— kid or aoe calf, bie ies were cracked and cut, y use, partly for com- fort; for it was plain that their wearer had the gout, by his aristocratic hobble upon a gold- mounted cane, which was not the least incon- sistent garniture of his mendicancy. “Boys,” said Fitzchew Smy, “I s'pose we better come down early. There’s a shillin’, Beau. IfIhadone more sech constituent as you. I should resign or die premachorely!” “There's a piece 0’ tobacker,” said Jeems Bee languidiy, “* I canafford, Beau, this mornin’. J went to a chicken-fight yesterday and lost all my change.” “ Mine,” said Box Izard, “is a regulation pen- knife, contributed by the United States, with the regret, Beau, that I can’t ’commodate you with a pine coffin for you to git into and git away down lower than you ever been.” “Yaw’s a dollar,’, said Pontotoc Bibb; “it'll do for me an’ Lowndes Cleburn, who’s @ poet and genius, and never has no money. Tis buys me off, Beau, for a month.” The gol us Old mendicant took them all ily and leering, and then pounced upon the Northern man, assured by tnelr twinkles and Winks that the rest expected some sport. “And now, Right Honorable from the banks of the Susquehanna, Colonel Reybold—you see, got your name; I ben a layin’ for you!—come down handsome for the Uncle and ornament of iiis capital and country. What’s yore’s?” “Nothing,” said Reybold in a quiet way. “I cannot give a man lke you anything, even to get rid of him.” “You're mean,” said the stylish beggar, wink- ing to the rest. ‘“You hate to put your hand down in yer pocket, mightily. I'd rather be ole Beau, and live on suppers at the taro banks, Uban love a dollar like you !' “Til make it aV for Beau,” said Pontotoc Bibb, “ii he gives him a rubon the raw like that another lick. Durn a mean man, Cle- urn ” ‘Cone down, Northerner,” pressed the incor- rigible loafer again; “it don't become a Right Honorable to be so mean with old Beau.” The little boy on crutches, who had been look- ing at this scene in a state of suspense and in- terest for some time, here cried hotly : “If you say Mr. Reybold is a mean man, you tell a story, you nasty 1 He often gives things tome and Joyce, my sister. He's just ol me Work, which is the it thing to give; n't you think so, gentlemen 7” “ Work,” said Lowndes Cleburn, “is the best thing to’give away, and the most unhandy ee to Keep. I like play the best—Beau's kind 0° lay es,” said Jeroboam Coffee; “I think I pre- ferto make the chips fly out of a table more than out of a log.” “T like to work!” cried the little boy, hts hazel eyes shining, and his poor narrow body deat with unconscious fervor, half sus- pended on his crutches, as if he were of that descent and natural spirit which could a3- Set itself without bashtulness In the presenceo Ol ler Feople. “I like to work for my mother. It Was strong, like other little boys, I would make morey eee $0 that she shouldn't Keep any eX r. Work a Tots hue mee OO! she has to any! . All the money I her; but I wouldn’t. have it it itke that man!” : “© Beau,” said Colonel Jeems cotched 1U now! — Reybold’s even get_{ mean to give if Thad to beg for Little Crutch has cooked your foose 1 Cruteh 1s it jucnt when his wind wi Tigo fine old loater looked at tae bees had not ication : “Now, my little man ; come, don’t he hardon the old veteran! He’s down, the time he owned his blooded pacer ant with the Corps Diplomatique; Beau’s down sence then; but don’t call the old feller hard names. We take it back, don’t we?—we take them words D&tck 2” «There's a angel somewhere,” said Lowndes Cleburn, “even in a Washington bummer. which responds to a littie chap on crutches with a clear voice, Whether the angel takes the side of the bummer or the little chap, is a yint out of our jurisdiction. Abe, give Beau a fe He seems to have been demoralized by ttle Crutch’s last.” “Take them hard words back, Bub,” whined the licensed mendicant, with either real or af- fected pain; “it’s a p’int of honor I'm standin’ on. _ Do, now, little p “Tshan’t!” cried the boy. “ Goand work likeme. You're big, and you called Mr. Rey- bold mean. Haven't you got a wife or little girl, or nobody to work for? You ought to roe we yourself, anyhow. Oughtn’t he, gen- emen 2” Reybold, who had sipped around by the little cripple and was holding him in a caressing way from behind, looked over to Beau and was even more impressed with that generally undaunted Worthy’s expression. It was that of acute and suffering sensibility, perhaps the efferescence of some little remaining pride, or it might have been a twinge of the gout. ‘Beau looked at the little boy, suspended there with the weak back and the narrow chest, and that scintillant, sin- cere spirit beaming out with courage born in the stock he belong to. Admiration, concilia- tion, and pain were in the ruined vagrant’seyes. Reybold felt a sense of pity. He put his hand in his pocket and drew forth a dollar. “Here, Beau,” he sald, ‘‘1’ll make an excep- tion. You seem to have some feeling. Don’t mind the boy !” In an instant the coin was flying from his hand eeoug uheair. The beggar, with a livid face and clinched cane, confronted the Con- gressman like a maniac. “You bilk!” he cried. ‘“‘ You supper customer Ti brain you! Ihadrather parted with my shoes at a dolly shop and gone gadding the hoof, without a doss to sleep on—a town pauper doné on the vag—than to have been scurvy in the sight of tnat child and deserve his words of shame!” He threw his head upon the table and burst into tears. 11. HASH. Mrs. Tryphonia Basil kept a boarding-heuse of the usual kind on 43; street. Male clerks— there were no female clerks in the Government in 1854—to the number of half a dozen, two old bureau officers, an architect's assistant; Rey- bold, and certain temporary visitors made up the table. The landlady was the mistress; the slave was Joyce. Joyce Basil was a fine-looking girl, who did Dot know it—a fact so astounding as to be fitly related only in fiction. She did not know it be- cause she had to Work so hard for the boarders and her mother. Loving her mother with the whole of her affection, she had suffered all the pains and penalties of love from that repository. She was to-day upbraided for her want of co- quetry and neatness; to-morrow, for proposing old Beau is, sence | dined to desert her mother and Ce with a person she had never thought of. The mainstay of the establishment, she Was not aware of her useful- ness. Accepting every complaint and outbreak as if she deserved it, the poor girl lived at the Capital a beautiful sculliou, an unsalaried do- mestic, and daily forwarded the food to the table, led in the chamberwork, rose from bed unrested and retired with all her bones aching. But she was of a natural grace that hard work could not make awkward; work only gave her bodily power, brawn, and form. Though no more than seventeen years of age, she was a superb woman, her chest thrown forward, her back like the torso of a Venus de Mito, her head placed on the throat of a Minerva, and the na- ture of a child moulded in the form of a matron. Joyce Basil had black hair and eyes—very long, excessive hair, that in the mornings she tied up with haste so imperfectly, that once Rey- bold had seen it. drop like a cloud around her and nearly touch her feet. At that moment, seeing him, she blushed. He plead, for once, & Congressman’s impudence, and without her ob- jection, wound that great crown of woman’s glory around her head, and, as he did so, the perfection of her form and skin, and the over- running health and height of the Virginia girl, struck him so thoroughly that he said: “Miss Joyce, I don’t wonder that Virginia is the mother of Presidents.” Between Reybold and Joyce there were al- ready the delicate relations of a girl who did not know that she was a woman, and aman who knew she was beautiful and worthy. He was a man vigilant over himself, and the poy- erty and menial estate of Joyce Basil were al- ready insuperable obstacles to marrying her, but still he was attracted by her insensibility that he could ever have regarded her in that light of marriage. ‘“ Who was her father, the Judge 7” he used to reflect. The Judge wasa favorite topic with Mrs. Basil at the table. “ Mr. Reybold,” she would say, “you commer- cial people of the Nawth can’t hunt, I believe. Jedge Basil is now on the mountains of Faw- quear hunting the plova. His grandfather’s estate is full of plova.” “If, by chance, Rey bold saw a look of careon Mrs. Basil's face, he inquiredfor the Judge, her husband, and found he was still shooting on the Occequan, i he never come to Washington, Mrs. Basil?” asked Reybold one day, when his mind Was very full of Joyce, the daughter. “Not while Congress is in session,” said Mrs. Basil. ‘It’s a little too much of the of polloi for the Jud; His family you may not know, Mr. Reybo! air of the Basils of King Pees ‘They married Into the Tayloze of Mount Snafiie, ‘The Tayloze of Mount Snaftie have Ingin biood in their viens—the blood of Pokyhuntus. They dropped the name of Taylor, which had got to be common through a want of Ingin blood, and spelled it with a It used to be Taylor, but now it’s Tayloze.” On another occasion, at sight of Joyce Basil cooking over the fire, against whose flame her moulded arms took momentary roses upon their ivory, Reybold said to himself: ‘ Surely there is something above the common in the race of this pubs And he asked the question of Mrs. “ Madame, how was the Judge, your husband, at last advices?” “Hunting the snipe, Mr. Reybold. I sup- pose you do not have the snipe in the north. It is the aristocratic fowl of the Old Dominion. Its bill is only shorter than its legs, and it will not brown at the fire, to perfection, unless upon a silver spit. Ah! when the Jt and myself were young, before his land troubles overtook us, we went to the springs with our own silver and carriages, Mr. Keybold.” Looking up at Mrs, Basil, Reybold noticed a pallor and flush alternately, and she evaded his eye. Once Mrs. Basil borrowed a hundred dollars from Reybold in advance of board, and the table suffered in consequence. “ The Judge,” she had explained, “is short of taxes on his Fawquear lan It’s a desperate Inoment with him.” Yet in two days the Judge was shooting blue-winged teal at the mouth of the Accotink, and his entire indifference to his family set Reybold to thinking whether the Vir- ginia husband and father was anything more Uhan a forgetful savage. The boarders, how- ever, made very merry over the absent un- known. If the beefsteak was tough, threats were made to send for “the Judge,” and let him try a tooth on it; if scant, it was Suggested that thie Judge might’ have a gunning visit to the premises and inspected the larder. The daughter of the house kept such an even temper, and was so obliging within the limita- tions of the establishment, that many a board- er went to his department without complaint, though with an appetite only partly satisfied. ‘The boy, Uriel, also was the Dees of the household old-faced as if with the responsibil- ity of ou, care of two women. Indeed, the children of the landlady were so well behaved and [ns Sores} that, compared with Mrs. Basil bby havtewr and garrulity,the legend of the Judge seemed to require no other founda- tion than offspring of such good spirit and in- tonation. Mrs. ‘fryphonia Basil was no respecter of per- sons. She kept boarders, she said, as a matter of society, and to lighten the load of the Judge. He had very littie idea that she was making a mercantile matter of hospitality, but, as ske feelingly remarked, “the old families are mis- placed in such times as these yer, when the de- autinents are filled with Fis Yankees, srackers, Pore Whites, and other foreigners.” Her manner was,at periods, insolent to Mr. Rey- bold, who seldom protested, out of regard to the daughter and the little page; he was a man of quite ordinary appearance, saying little, never ore gl re or soliciting notice, and he ac- cepted his fare and quarters with little dr no complaint. “Crutch,” he said one day to the little boy, “did you ever see your father?” “No, I never saw him, Mr. Reybold, but I've had letters from him.” Be Don't he ever come to see you when you are . He wanted to come once when back was very sick, and I laid in bed weeks and weeks, sir, dreaming, oh! such beautiful thini I thought mamma and sister and I were all with papa in that old home we are going tosome day. ie carried me up and down in his arms, and I felt such rest_that I never knew any thing like it, when I woke Up, and my back began to ache again. I wouldn’t let mamma send for him, though, because she sald he was working for us all to make our fortunes, and get doctors for Tent bim my love, and fold papa to work: ane sent. ve, ‘pa to worl he andI would bring the family out all right.” “« CS papa seem like in that dream itt mY Ohi sir, his forehead was as bi ht as the sun. Sometimes I see him now when I am tired at night after running all day through Con- Reybol 1d’s eyes, were full of tears as he listen- Be eter sa, ene aside, he saw Joyce “ My dear .” he said to her, looking: nineantly, “f fear he ‘will see his ene ease ee ee few acquaintances, and he en- ‘with him ‘when ahe Cowid get a isa hows or Washington. Pontotoc Bibb, “I under- PS yOu sO quiet now. onbeknown to the Kemittee! yw you air.” to hear this, and deep- is interest in the landlady’s family. Hi3 attention to her iter stirred Mrs. Basii’s z “My dat ter lonel bold,” she said, ‘tg designed for the army, ‘The Judge never writes to me but he says: ‘Tryphonee, be care- ful that you impress upon my daughter the im- portance of the military profession. My mother, frandmother, and great-grandmotner married Ue ante no girl of the Basil stock shall descend to civil life while I can keep the Fawquear estates.’” “Madame,” said the Congressman, ‘ you Fide me to make the suggestion’ that your lughter is already a woman and needs a father’s care, if she is ever to receive it. I be- seech you to impress this subject upon the auage: His estates cannot be more precious to his heart, if he is a man of honor; nay, what is better than honor, his duty requires him to come to the side of these children, though he be ever 80 Co! ed ,by business or pleasure to attend lo more worldly concerns.” “The Jedge,” exclaimed Mrs. Basil, much miffed, is a man of hereditary Ijees, Colonel Rey- bold. ‘He is now in pursuit of the—ahem!—tn Kinvas-back on his ancestral waters. should hear that you suggested a pal: lite and the grovelling associations of the capital 1or him, he might call you out, sir!” Reybold ea no more; but one evening when Mrs. Basil Was absent, called across the Poto- mac, as happened frequently, at the summons of the Judge—and on such occasions she gen erally requested a temporary loan or a slight advance of board—Reybold found Joyce Basil in the little parlor of the dwelling. She was alone and in tears, but the little boy Uriel slept before the chimney-fire on a rug, and his pale, thin face, catching the glow of the Panta wood, -looked beaulified as Reybold addr the young woman. “Miss Joyce,” he said, “our little brother Works too hard. Is there never to be relief for him? His poor, withered body, slung on those. crutches for hours and hours, racing up the aisles of the House with stronger pages, is wear- ing him out. His ambition 1s very interesting to see, but his breath 1s growing shorter and his strength is fratler every week. Do you know what it will lead to?” “OQ my Lord!” she said, in the negrofied phrase natural to her latitude, ‘I wish it was no sin to wish him dead.” “Tell me, my friend,” said Reybold, ‘can I do nothing to assist you both? Let me understand you. Accept my sympathy and confidence. Where is Uriel’s father. What isthis mystery?” ‘She did not answer. : “Tt ls for no idle curiosity that I ask,” he con- tinued. “I will apres te him for his family, les at the risk of his resentment. Where 1s e7” “Oh, do not ask!” she exclaimed. “You want me to tell you only the truth. He Is there!” She pcinted to one of the old portraits in the room—a picture fairly painted by some vVincial artist—and it revealed a handsome a a little voluptuous but aristocratic, the shoulders clad in a martial cloak, the neck in ruffies and ruffles also, and adiamond in the a bosom. Reybold studied it with all his mind. “Then it is no fiction,” he sald, “that you have a living father, one answering to your mother’s description. Where have I scen that face? Has some irreparable mistake, some miserable controversy, alienated him from his wife? Has heanother family?” She answered with spirit: “No, sir. He is my father and my brother's only. But I can tell you no more.” * Joyce,” he said, taking her hand, “‘this is not enough. I will not press you to betray any Secret you may possess. Keep it. But of your- self I must Know something more. You are almost a woman. You are beautiful.” At this he tightened his grasp, and it brought him closer to her side. She made a little strug- gle to draw away, but it pleased him to see that peer cate eae Oj eon nad bea es she sat quite happ! jough trembling, wi his arm around her,” © “Joyce,” he conti nued, “you have a double duty: one to your mother and thts poor invalid, whose journey toward that Father’s house not made with hands ts swiftly hastening; another duty toward your nobler self—the future that is in you and your woman’s heart. I tell you again that you are beautiful, and the slavery to which you are condemning yourself forever is an offence agaist the creator of such perfec- tion. Do you know what it fs to love?” “I know what it is to feel kindness,” she an- swered after a time of silence, “I ought to knownomore. Your ness is very dear to me. We never sleep, brother and I, but we say your name together, and ask God to bless you.” Reybold sought in vain to suppress a confes- sion he had resist The contact of her form, her large dark eyes now fixed upon him in eme- Uon, the birth of the conscious woman in the virgin and her affection still in the leashes of a Siavish sacrifice, tempted him onward to the conquest. “T am about to retire from Congres3,” he said. “It is no place for me In times's) lasub- stantial. There are darkness and begzary ahead for all your southern race. ‘Yhere is a crisis coming which will be followed by d a- tion. ‘ihe generation to which your pare its belong is doomed! T open my arms to yo girl, and offer you a home never yet giadd+1 by a wife. Accept it, and leave Washiagion with me and your brother. Tove you wholly.” A happy light shone to her face 2 mom=nt. ‘She was weary to the bone with the ‘iay’s work, and had not the strength, if she had the prevent the Congressman drawing h: eart. i to ‘his Sobbing there, she spoke with bitter agony: ** Heaven bless you, dear Mr, Reybold, with a Wife good gngugh to deserve you! Blessings on your generous heart. But I cannot leave Wash- ington. I love another here!” 111.—Dusr, The Lake and Bayou Committee reaped the reward of agood action. Crutch, the page, as they all called Uriel Basil, affected the senst- bility of the whole committee to the extent that profanity almost ceased there, and vulgarity became a crime in the presence of a child. Gentle words and wishes became the rule; a glimmer of reverence and a thought of piety Were not unknown ia that little chamber. “Dog my skin!” said Jeems Bee, “If lever made a ‘pintment that give me sech satisfac- tion! I feel as it I had sot a nigger tree!” ‘The youthful abstractionist, Lowndes Cleburn, expressed it even better. *Crutch,” he said, “iS like a angel reduced to his bones. Them’ air Wings or pinions, that he might have flew off with, being a pair of crutches here, keeps him to tarry awhile in our service. But, gentlemen, he’s not got long to stay. His crutches {s grow- ing too heavy for that ‘expandin’ speret. Some et look up and miss Lim through our They gave him many a present; they put a Silver watch in his pocket, and dressed hin in a jacket with gilt buttons. He had a bouquet of towers to take home every day to that marvel- lous sister of whom he spoke so often; and there were times when the whole committee, Seeing him drop off to sleep as he often did through trail and weary nature, sat silently watching lest he might be wakened before his Test Was over. But no persuasion could take him off the floor of Congress. In that solemn old Hall of Representatives, under the semi- cirele of gray columns, he darted with agility from noon to dusk, keeping speed upon his crutches with the healthiest of the . and racing into the document-room; and through the dark and narrow corridors of the old Capitol loft, where the House library was lost in twi- light. Visitors looked with ‘interest and sym- pathy at the narrow back and body of this in- valid child, whose eyes were full of bright, ‘beaming spirit. He sometimes nodded on the steps by the Speaker's chair; and these spells of dreaminess and fatigue increased as his disease advanced upon his wasting system. Once he did not awake at all until adjournment. The great Congress and audience passed out, and the little fellow still slept, with head against the Clerk’s desk, while all the other pages were grouped around him, aad they finally bore im off to the committee-room in their arms, where, eongey the sympathetic watchers, was old Beau. When Uriel opened his eyes the old mendicant was os into them. “ Ah! little Major,” he sald, ‘poor Beau has been waiting for you to take those bad words back. Old Beau thought it wasall bob with his little cove,” “« Beau.” said the boy, “I’ve hadsuch a dream! I thought my Gear father, who is working so hard to bring me home to ay had carried me out on the river in a boat. Wesatled through - cane and room with a laced “ Great God!” he exclaimed, “ another ation is going out and here I stay without a = Playing a lone hand forever and for- “Beau.” sald Reybold, “there's hope while away until you have a ttle passenger. . hand of a northern Con- \er- tor unt with the tread of the ity hunter before the Lord very near at hand eke banter whose name is Death. “There are little tiny birds along the beach,” Mouttered the boy. ‘* They twitter and run into the surf and bac! D. am I one of them? yet see you all, so kind to me. Don’t whistle for me now, for I don’t get much play, gentlemen. Will the Speaker turn me out if I play with the beach just once? I'm only a little boy working for my mother.” “ Dear Uriel,” whispered Reybold, *‘ here’s Old Beal Pepe once spoke angrily. Don’t you see The little boy’s eyes came back from far-land somewhere, and he saw the ruined gamester at his fect. “ Dear Beau.” he said, “I can’t get off ir, xO home with you. ‘They won’ excuse me, ind I ve all my mo-ey to mother. But you go to e back gate. Ask for Joyce. She'll give you a nice warm meal every day. Go with ‘Mr. Reybold. If you ask for 3im it will be all right; for Joyce—dear Joyce !—sie loves you.” The beach birds played again along the strand; the er, ran into the foam with his companions and felt the spray once more. The Mighty Hunter shot his bird—a lttle cripple that twittered the sweetest of them all. Noth- ing moved in the solemn chamber of the com- mittee but the voice of an old forsaken magn, sobbing bitterly. . 1¥.—CAKB. ‘The funerai was over, and Mr. Reybold mar- velled much that the Judge hai not putin an appearance. The whole committce had attended the obsequies of Crutch and acted as pall-bear- ers, Reybold had escorted the page’s sister to the Congremsicpar cemetery, and had observed even Old Beau to come with a wreath of flow- ers and hobble to the grave and dey it them there. But the Judge, remorseless in death as frivolous in life, never came near his mourning wife and day hter in thelr severest sorrow. rs. Tryphonia Basil, ‘at this singular want or behavior on Te sudgets part was mak- ing some ado, raised her voice above the gen- eral din of meals. in “Jedge Basil,” she exclaimed, ‘has been on his Tennessee purcnase. These Christmas times there’s no gett through the snow in the Cum- berland Gap. He’s stopped off thaw to shoot the—ahem!—the wild torkey—a, [ere assion with the Jedge. His half uncle, Gineral John- ‘son, of Awkinso, was a torkey-killer of h ce- lebrity. He was a Deshay on his Maw’s side. I s’pose you haven’t the torkey in the Dutch coun- uy, Mr Reybold?” “Madame,” sald Reybold, in a quieter mo- ment, “have you written to the Judge the fact of his son’s death?” “Oh yes—to Fawquear.” “Mrs. Basil,” continued the Co) an, “IE Want you to be explicit with me. ere is the Judge, your husband, at_this moment?” “Excuse me, Colonel Reybold, this is a little of a assumption, sir. The Jedge might call you out, sir, for intruding upon his incog. He’s very fine on his tncog., you air awair.” “Madame,” exclaimed Reybold straightfor- wardly, “there are reasons why I should com- municate with your husband. My term in Con- [eed is nearly expired. I might arouse your interest, if I chose, by recalling to your mind the memorandum of ut seven hundred dol- jars in which you are my debtor. That would be a reason for seeing your husband anywhere north of the Potomac, but I do not intend to mention it. Is he aware—are you?—that Joyce Basil is in love with some one in this city?” Mrs. Basil drew a long breath, raised both hands, and ejaculated; ‘Well, I declaw!” “T have it from her own lips,” continued Rey- bold. “She told me asasecret, but all my suspl- cions are awakened. If I can prevent it, madame, that girl shall not follow the example of hun- dreds of her class in Washington, and descend, through the boarding-house or lodging quarter, to be the wife of some common and unambitious clerk, whose penury she must some day sustain by her labor. I love her myself, but I will never take her until I know her heart to be free. Who is this lover of your Saughter?” An expression of agitation and cunning passed over Mr. Basil’s face. “Colonel Reybold,” she whined, “I pity your blasted hopes. If I was a widow they should be comfoted. Alas! my daughter is in love with one of the Fitzchews of Fawqueeah. His pa- rents is cousins of the Jedge, and attached to the military.” The Congressman looked disappointed, but not yet satistied. “Give me at once the address of your hus- band,” he spoke. “If youdo not, I shall ask- your Gangnter ‘for it, and she cannot refuse me.” ‘The mistress of the boarding-house was not Without alarm, but she dispelled it with an out- break of anger. “If my daughter disobeys her mother,” she cried, “and betrays the Jedge’s incog., she is no Basil, Colonel Reybold. The Basiis repudiate her, and she may jine the Dutch and other for- eigners at her pleasure.” “That Is her only safety,” exclaimed Reybold. “T hope to break every string that holds her to yonder barren honor and exhausted soil.” He pointed toward Virginia, and hast:ned away to the Canton All the wi up the squalid and muddy avenue of that y he mused and wondered: “Who is Fitzhugh? Is there such a person any more than a Judge Basil? And yet there isa Judge, for Joyce has, told me so. Sie, at least, cannot lie tome, At Jast,” he thought, “the dream of my happiness is over. Invinoible in her prejudice as all these Virginians, Joyce Basil has made her bed amongst the starveling First Families, and there she means to live anddie, Five years hence she will have her brood around her. In ten years she will keep a boarding-house and borrow money. As her daughters grow up to the stature and grace of their mother, they will be proud and poor again and in and out, until the race wiil perish from the earth.” Slow to love, fea pa interested, baffled but unsatisfied, Reybold made up his mind to cut ais perplexity short by leaving the city for the county of Fauquier. As he passed down tl avenue late that afternoon, he turned into E street, near the theater, to engage a carriage for his expedition. It was a street of livery- stables, Leelee > dens, drinking houses, and worse; murders had been committed along its sidewalks. The more pretentious canaille of the city harbored there to prey on the hotels close at hand and aspire to the chance ac- quaintance of gentlemen. As Reybold stood in an archway Of this street, just as the evening shadows deepened above the line of sunset, he saw something pass which made his heart start to his throat and fastened him to the spot. Veiled and walking fast, as if escaping detec- tion or pursuit, the figure of Joyce Basil flitted over the Pavement and disappeared in a door about at the middle of this Alsatian quarter of the capital. “‘ What house is that?” he asked pf a con- cae passing by, pointing to the dg she en- tered. “Gambling den,” answered the officer. “It used to be ola Phil Pendleton’s.” Reybold knew the reputation of the house:a resort for the scions of the old tidewater faml- lies, where hospitality thinly velled the para- mount design of plunder. ‘The connection es- tablished the truth of Mrs. Basil’s statement. Here, perhaps, already married to the dissi- ated heir of Some unproductive estate, Joyce asil’s lot was cast forever. It might even be that she had been tempted here by some wretch whose villainy she knew not of. Rey- bold’s brain took fire at the thought, and he pursued the fugitive into the doorway, A hegro 3 ‘ard unfastened a slide and peeped at Reybold knocking in the hall; and, seeing him of respectable appearance, bowed ceremon- ae as he let down a claim and opened the oor. “Short cards in the front saloon,” he cried: “supper and faro back. Champers on the third floor. Walk up.” Reybold only tarried a. moment at the gam- ing tables, where the silent, monotonous deal from the tin box, the lazy stroke of the mark- ers, and the transfer of ivory “chips” from card to card of the sweat-cloth, impressed him as the dullest form of vice he had ever found. ‘Treading softly up the stairs, he was attracted by the light of adoor partly ajar, anda deep [Ree as of a dying person. He D ge nae the crack of the door, and beheld Joyce Basil leaning over an old man, whose brow she moistened with her handkerchief. “Dear fa- ther,” he heard her say, and it brought conso- lation to more than the sick man. Reybold threw Lee the door and entered into the ‘pre- sence of Mrs. Basil and her daughter. The former arose with surpriseand shame, and cried: “Jedge Basil, the Dutch have hunted you down. He’s here—the Yankee creditor.” Joyce Basil held up her hand in imploration, but Reybold did not heed the woman’s remark. He felt a weight rising from his heart, and the blindness of many months lifted from his eyes. The dying mortal upon the over Whose face the blue billow of death was rolling rapidly,;and whose eyes sought in his daughter's the promise of mercy from on high, was the mysterious parent who had never arrived—the Judge from Fauquier. In that old man’s long waxed mustache, crimped hair, a threadbare finery the Co: oe Old Beau, the outcast. ester and mendicant, and the father of Joyce and Uriel Basil. = Nog Reybold,” faltered that Pl ig of my own but name, My little boy never aie I tried to keep th But qj jast ofp ist beet SShowares yOu" Oo le an effort, ‘transferred his daughter’s hand pantaloon pouch on side.” (‘As You Like It.”) In everyday life the use of spectacles 13 a039- lutely universal, and in nine cases out of every ten is fen . There are, of course, those who wear them because it is the fashion, or from. belief that it improves the looks and’ lends a classic appearance to the countenance, but these cases are few, and it is well they should be, for by using glasses when there is no absolute ne- is really sowing the seed of disease in isan e o “I have lett ae at home,” is an ex. pression frequently heard, and subjects the per- son to considerable inconvenience and annoy- ance. Certainly, they may be able to borrow & pair from a filénd, which will serve the pur- pose for the time being, but it is seldom that wo persons have sight so exactly alike as to be able to use the same lens with any degree of comfort. It 18 a noticeable fact that more young per- sons are now ob! to resort to the use of ees than formerly. This is partly owing to e prevalence of myopia.” It 1s not to be denied that there are beauties whieh may be enhanced by eye-glasses as well as defects which maybe concealed. Who is there that would not say that the rims of shin- ing gold, of blue steel or_prosaic rubber do not. bring out in brighter relief charms of a fine complexion? Was there ever eye so soft. so deep, so. appeal as the near-sighted? The bright blue eyes, the eyes of gray, eyes of hazel, eyes of black, do they not gain additional charm behind the crystal screen? We will leave the answer to those better able to judge of these Ubings than we are. = It Is very easy to enter the store of some of the many opticians with which our city abounds and ask to be fitted with a pair of glasses. That Worthy looks profound, asks sundry questions, Perhaps places before your eyes a large card, upon which is printed the alphabet in large an small text, almost, brin; ‘one back to youth- ful days, when we first toread The lasses are given and the sight tested. At last, e Tight focus is found, we are satisfied, and atter satisfying the opticlan with his price de- part. But how few stop to think where and when spectacles were first introduced or the amourt of labor and machinery used in their Papen ipposed to have been tn. pectacles were su] we been in- vented as early as the thirteenth century, and are ascribed by some to Alexander di Spina, a Florentine monk, who died about the year 1311, or to his fellow townsman, Solomon Armatus. ‘They were also mentioned in asermon preached by one Jordan di Rivalto in the year 1305; but it is more probable that the knowledge of them came through a Saracen named Alhazen, about the same time. Tr Bacon was also credited with the invention, but there seems to be no foundation for the assertion. The Chinese, we are told, have for used spectacles for the relief of defective vision. At first they were ex- ceedingly clumsy, both in the lenses and also in the frames, which were, for the most part, made of horn or tortoise shell. Very little im- provement was made until the inning of the present century, when light metal frames were substituted. From that time until the preseat rapid strides have been made in their manutac- ture, until the spectacle of to-day is as near per- fection as it can be. Quite a large busines3 was at one time transacted in importine these goods from England, where they were chiefly made, Wolverhampton being the principal place. But English glasses are now rare, the market being supplied by American manufacturers, the giass being of a superior quality. Spectacles are of various kinds. For long- sighted persons (presmyopic), whose imperfect vision is due to too great flatness of the lens and cornea, either piano-convex lenses or menisci areemployed. Both of these maginify objects and render those which are nearer more distinct. For near-sighted or myopic persons, whose cor- nea and lens are too convex, either plano con- cave or concavo concave glasses are used. Plain ste colored blue, green or smoky, are used yy Persons with eyes which are too sensitive to the light. Cataract glasses have powerful con- vex lenses and are used by persons whose eyes have been operated upon for cataract. Considerable attention has of late been given to the examination of each eye, and the careful adaptation of each lens to the needs of the eye it is to serve, as it is very common, especially in myopic or near-sighted persons, to find a differ- ent degree of abnormality in the two eyes. Many spectacles are sold which dealers pretend have their surfaces ground to a parabolic curve, but the construction of such lenses is both difi- cult and expensive, If, however, they are prop- erly made, there is certainly less of spherical aberration. Persons under the age of forty years, in good’ health and having eumetropic eyes, do not need acles; those with hypermetropic eyes should wear convex glasses sufficiently strong to correct the hypermetropia; those with myopic eyes should select the weakest concave glasses with which they cam see well at a distance. Astegmatic eyes should be fitted only after care- ful examination by an oculist. Glasses for dis- tant vision, as in myopia, should be set high and verti while those for near work only, as in presmyopla, should be lower and inclined ‘This is necessary for the simple reason that the way in which glasses operate to assist the sight is by compenssning, for the failure of certain muscles concerned in the use of the eye and ful- filling their functions, « It is the pee valling notion among those who use these alds to vision that the opticians from whom they purchase these articles are the mak- ers of them, but this is notso. No optician really Knows how to manufacture a pair of spectacies. While some may know thetheory, when asked to demonstrate it in practice they are immediately at a ioss. Although there are to-day afew of the old-time spectacle makers who can be found sitting in their stores grind- ing steadily upon a piece of glass with a view of ultimately making a lens, the business is not carried to any great extent. opticians confining themselves principally to fitting glasses after they have been manufactured. It was not until a few years ago that machin- ery run by steam power was brought into us? for the pul in everything else in which the same power was first used the idea was con- sidered impracticable, in consequence of the nature of the material, but to-day our own Key- stone state possesses the largest and most com- plete steam spectacle factory in the world. The white lens in use in the ordinary spec- tacle cf commerce is made of the common win- dow pane glass rolled into sheets, sometimes it is made into balls. From these are cut plecesot about one and a quarter to oneand a half inches in size, they are then taken into the grinding room and each piece cemented securely upon what is called a ne semi-circular shape. These are made to fit into a corresponding curve or saucer, into which fine emerv powder is iu- troduced and subjected toa swift rotary mo- tion. The gradual curve in the lap gives to the glass as it pone a Corresponding: shape until the desi center is reached; the lap is then taken out and subjected to warmth, which melts the cement sufficiently to permit the glass being removed and turned upon the one side, when the same rocess is renewed. This being completed, the lenses are detached again from the lap are taken to another department, where they are shaped to fit the frames. This ts accomplished by a machine of extreme delicacy. Each piece of glass is put separately upon a rest, when a diamond is brought to bear upon it, moving in the form of an oval, thus cutting the desired size; but the edges, of course, are rough and sharp, and must be beveled. For this purnose they are turned over into another set of hands, mostly girls, who have charge of the grindstones, which are about six inc! in thickness. Each operator is provided with a gauge; the glass is taken between the forefinger and thumb and held sufficiently sideways to produce half the desired bevel; when this 1s attained it is again turned and the other side of the bevel com- pleted. During this process it is constantly juged in order to ascertain that the frame wiil n It Without too much pressure, which would break the lens. ‘The next process to whieh the lens is subject- ed is that of “focussing,” and requires extreme care. The person ha this department to attend to ts placed in a small room alone; across the entrance is hung a curtain, which is only drawn aside sufficiently to admit the required amount of light from a window several feet away, upon one of the top panesof which is ae a piece of heavy cardl with a small ole cut in the center, representing the bull’s- eye of atarget. Through this the rays of light e upon the lens in the hands of a workman, and is reflected through it to adark background. The lens is then moved back and forth upon an roper focus is attained. ve thus far only. spoken of the regular le-Of e there are certain | | and receive a cylindrical ; in other the Saishing iy the same. Another important branch in the manutac- ture of isthe without of course, they are Det ene eae com] dof eleven Bleces, and are made in what ts known as thesteel it. ‘The “temple rests,” or piecea which cross the temple and rest upon the ears, are punehed out of soft steel in one piece and’ afterwards tem- red. So flexiole are they that they may be nt back or even twisted over each other with- ote nose’ pleco or bridge is another 1@ nose The wire trom which this iscut is placed apon a reel, from which it passes intoa machine, where it is cut into the required le! As the knife leaves it two dies take it and slightly turn up the ends, making a small groove therein at the same time. As this is accomplished a magnet which is fastened a little above, fails down an Picks up the piece, lifting it toa small brass Shute, into which the piece ts osoppe immedi- ately on its coming in contact with the brass. ‘The magnet then returns to perform the same operation, and does the work as deftly and with more precision than fingers; the pieces are then turned over to another machine, where they are bent to shape. ‘The eye pleves are cut by a somewhat similar process, and are grooved to recetve the lens by being passed through rol- Jers designed for that pr The lenses hay- ing been completed and the frames pre} the different parts have arrived at what is known as the assembling room. Here the different portions of the spectacle are brought together, the bridge of the frame fastened or soldered on the rims, the jolats bo ing attached to either end of the same and a ‘small screw mised ae oe rests also being fastened on to t ya tiny pin. The glasses are fitted in another part of the room, and the spectacles are then ready to beturned over to the finishers, whose duty it Is to see that the focus 1s correct and Sabato J ‘complete be- fore being put up into boxes to fill orders. We have not been able to go more fully into detail, as our space will not permit, but have given a fair idea of what is done in the differ- ent stages of manufacture. The whole process is one of great interest, and so great is the speed that 2,500 pairs of glasses per diem ts the result, ‘There are fashions in eye glasses as well as in clothing, and he who wears them betrays his social standing almost as though he bore the sign upon his hat. A Blass stuck In one eye without painful distortion of the countenance is the ambition of hundreds of young men who ape to be considered ‘the style.” A double 4 mounted in gold, with broad ribbon at- tached, establishes the more elderly gentleman upon the plane of high respectability and wealth, and may surely be set down as a bank director or an insurance president, without te- ference to the directory. Glasses set in blue steel are scarcely less significant, provided the broad ribbon is pendant from them, but when that is missing the sign 1s not infallible; it is safe, however, to rate blue steel respectable, and the same may be saldof glasses without rims. Tortoise shell is rarely seen surrounding the male eye, it is left forthe gentler sex thus to adorn itself. Gold rims on a matron’s lasses indicate a life ef ease, a carriage, a rownstone front; a yor lady who wears gold rimmed eye-glasses has invariably an angelic temper, and Is altogether a most. charming per- son. Wearers of steel rims are so few that an attempt to classify them must necessarily be imperfect, nevertheless the writer strongly Suspects that they are those who have bidden farewell to thoughts of love and harmony, and have devoted their minds to maintaint the rights of the sex. Through circles of blac! rubber gaze some of the most beautiful of near- sighted eyes, some brilliant, some soft, some sparkling ‘with fun, some mild as a devotee, all colors, all dispositions unite upon one idea in eye-glass mounting, but no man knoweth whether the wearer of the rubber rims be rich or poor, lowly or lofty, until he sees her garb as il as her general style. Don’t Use Alkali, or any Prepara- tion of It, on the Skin, (Germantown Telegraph.] The well-known affinity of all the alkaline compounds for the oils, and the equally well- known oleaginous, natural lubrication of all healthy animal epidermis should long ago nave precluded the idea of the habitual use of “soaps” for the bath. From the tendency of alkalies to decomposition, they destroy the na- tural softness that prevents the outer coverti of the flesh from being normally elastic ane cause it to be easily ruptured, dry and disposed to scaliness, which no external application is well-calculated to remedy—not even the ani- mal oils; that carried by the living fowl being the nearest approximation perhaps. As every observer may know, there are nu- merous small openings or pores to be seen on the surface of the skin; these are glandular ducts secreting sebaceous matter and the pas- say which transmit hairs. This sebaceous lubricator of the outer cuticle is of an oleagi- nous appearance and consistence in the living animal, and serves to preserve a proper elas- city of the cuticle; and itis this matter that soaps destroy, leaving the skin unprotected from atm eric influences, thus causing ab- normal scaliness and giving rise to dry, hi skin. Nature sht soon repair this damage if this was all and the sppitcation but seldom; but the absorbent vessels of the cellular mem- rane immediately underlying the cutis take up the alkaloid and convey it to the fountain- head of sebaceous secretions, robbing them of the ol] necessary to the healthy process and giving them a different compound of foreign matter instead, which it taxes the powers of theskin to excrete, and which when excreted is only filth. Good soft water, well-applied, and good rub- bing—not too harsh—never were beaten yet for ahealthy bath, and the natural greasiness of the skip needs nothing more to remove it. That bathing is by many persons considered unhealthy, is no doubt partly owing to the use of soaps and the want of reaction in due season after a cold bath. Warm baths relax by reac- Uon; but cold baths with proper reaction only stimulate. Let it be remembered, I write wholly from experience when I recommend bathing in cold water at least twice a week in winter and more often in the summer season, in a room not too warm but so as to cause re- fea eee the duck or re th. Any rul that any part may n should be done in a little water not too cold; a little fresh-made urine is the best in the materia medica, to be well- rinsed off with pure cold water. Of all the eye-waters, or all the complexion-renewers, or forthe cure of little inflammatory scratches, nothing { evertried or knew to be tried is so ready, cheap and efficient. Doctors’ and dr wists self-interest may oppose or even deny this; ut it will not alter the truth, nor will any nice scruples about its cleanness make it unelean as.used, and the natural exhalation through the pores of the skin soon removes any faint odor remaining, much sooner than that arising from the habitual use of soaps scented or un- scented. An exact knowledge and nice care for the human body is one of the essentials to its health and longevity, as well as a means of romoting morality and facilitating religion. ‘here would be much less use for grease and glycerine to smooth the hair and skia if we only knew a little more individually and did ot trust so much to interested advice. Nature supplies in abundance all the body need3 to its well-being. Animals ina state of nature care more for themselves than the domestic aver- age “homo” seems to know how to practice without the aid of di and nostrums. A very nice care of the teeth, nails, hair and Skin does not necessarily call for drugs or ex- pensive tools. A stick or switch bruised at the end makes a good toothbrush, and for a clean head of hair the hand well-applied is a good smoother. If from any cause the hair is too dry, wet the clean hands and repeatedly rub them over the face and neck and behind the ; just as the sq face or the bird lays its plumage. 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