Evening Star Newspaper, July 3, 1881, Page 4

MUSICAL AND DRAMATIC, — Mr. Joh ¢. Raymond has been acting in San Franciscc. —On the 4th of July, The World, now cur- Tent at Wallack’s, New York, starta forth on & tour of the country. — Miss Rose Wood recently appeared in Chi- Cago as “Camille” and “Frou Frow.” — Mr. Charles L. Andrews, late of Brooklyn, Will be the manager of the Fifth Avenue theater, for Mr. Haverly next season. —Mr. Frederick Pil'>s, the husband of Janauschek, who was ately reported as dan- gerously tll, has recovered bis health. — Mr. George Holland has been endeavoring to act “Lord Dundreary.” He appeared in Philadelphia in that character. — The Hanlon-Lees, who are to appear in the Park theater, New York, on September 12, in their specialty called A Journey Through @cizeriand, will begin a farewell engagement ip London, atthe Galety theater, on July 25. ‘This wil) be their seventh engagement in Lon- don this season. — There is an old play entitled Shakespeare's Early Days, which contains the following pas- sage: “He whois great in hisown estimation Js like a man standing on a mountain; all men seem littie to him from above, and he, heaven knows, looks little from below.” — The fifty-fourth consecutive performance of Za Mascotte was given at the Bijou Opera Opera House, in New York, last night. Tne Tur of the piece will be prolonged, as 1t con- tinues to attract full houses. — Miss Maud Granger will make a starring tour of the country next season, in Fairyac and The Galley Slave, by Bartley Campvell. This expedition will begin on August 29th, at the Chestnut, Philadelphia. —In Colhurn’s Nev Montily Magazine for June, there Is a good portrait of John McCullough, together with an article on his acting, wréten ID ab appreciative and cordial spirit of admira- uon. writer says: ‘His appearance, which is simply perfection in this fine creation of Sheridan Knowles, (Virginius), commended itseif straight to the heart of the audience; and, as if they had been too much betrayed by their feelings, they paused after their hearty Welcome, to receive their next impression from his voice and manner.” — The publication of Gilbert and Sullivan’s “Patience” isaiready bearing its legitimate truit, and a company are said to be aes € purpose of taking it upon the road in Riew: wecke Henderson: of tae New York ‘Standard Theater, who was calculating tomake this his opening piece in September, will prob- ably feel like kicking somebody or other. —Marle Colombier, it appears, is about to become authoress. She will shortly publisi a volume illustrated by Detaille, called ‘Sarah Bernhardt en Amerique.” She also talks of writig a novel. — Clara Louise Kellogg sails for home July 2s. She ts now at Alx-les-Bains. — The Vokes family are going to lose another of their number, as Jessie is going to get mar- ried to @ mab named Warren Wright. — Henri Laurent and Blanche Corelli, the Ta singers, were recently married in Boston, The other Mrs. Laurent was not present. — Gus Wiillams wiil travel next season in a new play by Frederick W!iliams, called “ Kal- ser.” It can't well be worse than “Our German Senator.” —The play by Mra. Frances Hodg3on Bur- nett, to be brought out at the New York Madison Square theater next autumn, will, {t is announced, be based on twoof her stories, »Esmeraida” and “Lodusky.” —Salvini's performances in New York have Tesulted in the building of a small theater by the resident Italians, on East 42d street, for representations ta their own uage. It will seat 500 Or 600, and will be opened soon with a piece cailed, “The Law of the Heart.” — New York, which has begun to feel itself ®eaten by Boston in the way of summer theaters, bids fair at last to get ahead again of of family pride and blue noses. Ruaciphe Aronson, who for a time led the orchestra at the eo eee vaaieee ts a erganized a company to put up a $100,000 bul ing at the corner of Broadway and 39th street, with a concert hall, theater and ball-room big enough to seat 2,000, on the first floor, and a terrace garden on the roof with promenades, fountains and ornamental shrubbery. The Orchestra will be so placed on the roof that it can be heard equally well in the hall peneath. it will be known as the Casino, and Johann Strauss will probably open it next spring. GULF VOLCANOES, How They Destroy Myriads of Fish Along the Southern Coast. (New Orleans Times. ] ‘Some of the interior papers speak of a plague that destroys the fish in the waters along the southern coast. I3 any such state of things now ip progress? It has not appeared in the fishing ioreanas off this portion of the coast, and no complaint has been made of it in the coast nhewsDapers. It has been stated that the fish of the Gulf of Mexico have several times been subjected to epidemics of some mortal disease, which destroyed them in great num- bers, 80 that their dead bodies have been drifted ashore in such qualities as to potson tne air With their decay and putridity. Such an eveat is reported to have occurred in 1544. another in 1854, while similar Dut less extended visitations have been observed at other times. Unfortunately, no proper examination of these phenomena has been made, and hence not enough is known of the facts and attendant circumstances to afford complete material for a solution of the mystery. Some have supposed that the fish were poisoned by decaying vege- table Legmrag pr Into the sea from tropical Fivers; but if this were the case the poisoning Would fnvariabiy take place in and at the mouths of such rivers; but there is no evidence to thls effect, and deep-sea fish have as often suffered as those that live nearer the surface and near the shore. It is likely that these fish plagues are caused i the poisonous effecta of the sulphur fumes of submarine volcanoes In the Gulf of Mextco. Mexico and Central America are studded with active volcanoes, which are subject to the most Violent eruptions, anc it is likely that their in- ternal fires may not unfrequently find an out- Jet under the gea instead of under the sky on @ry land. In such a case, especially in deep Water, the fires would be quenced and the gases absorbed or dissolved in the water. The FS would be to a greatextent sulphuric, ‘sulphurous and carbonic acids, which would be readily taken up by the water without, per- haps, leaving a trace of disturbance on the 1 face; but the two former gases would so polson the water that immediately absorbed them that BO animal conid livein it In this way ft ts Possible for Vast quantities of fish tobe de- ‘stroyed without their belug affected by any dis- ease or malady whatever. ‘So far as we Know, ‘the Mish in the Gulf of Mexico are not subject to aby epidemic disease, and whenever they are he althy and vigorous when caught they are Rood for food, in spite of volcante disturbances UWlat may have slain their fellows. The Man Who Got ’Em, (Detroit Free Press | ‘Three or four days ago a citizen of Bronson street called at the Gratton avenue station to Say to the captain that he suspected a plot on the part of Als wife to elope with a neighbor of his. who was not only a married man, but the father of seven children. ; What makes you suspect such a plot?” ied the captain. “Well, my wife has been kinder pickin’ up her duds. asking about trains and trying to get Me to go away on a visit.” “And about this neighbor 2” “Well, he and my wife are talking over the fence about half the time and throwing kisses at each other the other half. I don’t care ‘to Talse a row over this thing, but I'd kinder like ‘tw stop "em from runnin’ away.” “ Well, you must take your own way to frus- trate If, uDless you go to the police justice. Be however. Anger or jealousy may get You into trouble.’ ” was the calm assurance, way, to be heard of no more until yesterday eve: Then be cajled a atrolman into house to ask “ You see, they had {t all planned to elope,” —— “ Bat I got em.” = Bow?fo" He took the lamp and led the wayto the Wood-shed. The neighbor, dressed la his Sun- Cay suit, was tied Pp S eee ee wife occu] an emptry dry-goods ‘im the other. “Got "em last night at 9 o'clock,” sald the husband, “‘and I've put ia the whole day | what! of such business. Gues3 I’ new, hadn’t I?” ‘Detter let em off What Causes It and How It Can Be Cured. [New York Sun.J It may not be generally known that it is the ‘Vibration of the velum pendulum palttt which causes snoring, but it is no leas @ matter of interest toa great many people, who either snore themselves or are annoyed by snorera, Dr. Lewis H. Sayre, of 5th avenue, was asked why people snored. “Because they don’t shut their meuths,” he “W ll, enced enough,” sald Dr. Sayre; “Wel e yr. ; and in an off-hand fas! is @ noise made in the posterior part of of inspiration. It is due to a relaxation of the levator palatt modis and the circunjlecus palaciin sleep, by which the velurn penduluin paiati is lett to vibrate or fap in the two currents of the air which enter at the same ‘Ume through the nostrils and the mouth. Be- Sides the vibration of the velum pendulum paiati or eye reap there is also a vioration of the column of air itself. Thus ts produced the Tasplbg, Snorting nolse so well kaown and 89 unpleasant to every one within earshot of the Placid snorer bimself. Dr. Sayre was asked what caused snoring. “When a man 1s fatigued,” be said, “and bis elf control is unusually relaxed in sleep, ne is api to let his lower jaw dropdown. No man Was ever seen or heard to snore with his mouth sbut. The moral isobvious. The soft palate flaps Hke @ sheet tn the wind, and the near helghbors of the storing sleeper are corres- pendingly disturbed. Now, the Indians never snore, They think Ita disgrace. An Indian belleves that if he snores when he is young he will grow up to be even less handsome at ma- turity than nature originally intended. His vauity, therefore, is enough to make a savage sie:p tn & proper position.” A Well-known physician in town, whose prac- Uce has been large in cases of affection of the respiratory system, was asked whether snoring was a disease. “* Not so much a disease asa bad habit,” he sald; “ but Iam frequently called upon to pre- scribe for its cure.” * Can itbe cured?” “ Easily.” “Why do elderly or corpulent people com- monly snore?” “Because thelr systems are generally more relaxed In sleep aod their mouths then fall —_ ADy oné will be likely to snore if he a with his mouth open, and no one will if he shuts it.” “How Can the habit be cured 2” “First, you Inust give @ person a chance to breathe through the nose, and then make him do so. If there is any obstruction in the nasal passage, that must be removed by treatment. en If @ snorer can’t keep his mouth shut by force of his jaw must be tied up. A har- ness for the lower jaw is sometimes employed in bad cases of snoring. A skull cap worn upon the head serves to hold a system of atraps under the chin, and keep the mouth shut until the patient can form a habit of sleeping on his side, or with his head suffictently elevated to hold jaw. “Is It an easy matter to hold one’s jaw when asleep 2” “Hardly more so than when awake?” “Why 13 snoring, then, 80 common, If {t 1s 80 easily cured?” “Because catarrnal troubles are so common, which prevent free inspiration through the nostrils. In sleeping-cars and hotels one fre- quently hears the resonant snore, because People in these places usually go to sleep tired Out. An old doctor used to adyocate sleeping on as face to guard against the possibility of snoring.” Iroquol: {London Punch | The Yankee came down with long Fred on his ack, And i colors were gleaming with cherry and lack. He flashed to the front and the British Star paled, As the field died away and the favorite fatleds Like the leaves of the summer when summer is wreen, . ‘The faces of Peregrine’s backers were seen: Like the leaves of the antumn when autumn is red, ae the cheeks of the Yanke as their champion As the’ Qh, And A was American, too— And B was the Britain who, A sort of a je ne sais (Iro)-uois felt, ‘To eee his blue ribbon to Yankeeland go, B too, none the less, was the hearty *“Bravo!” Which, per Punch, ‘he dispatched to “‘our kia o'er Woo, for not the first time, got the pull of J The brokers of Wall atreet areloud in delight, And the belles of New York grow more beaniingly right ; Fizz creams like the foam of the storm beaten surf, To Jonathan’s triumph on John's native turf And Punch brims his beaker in sparkling cham- age, Your health, Brother J. ome and beat us again? Aud cold grndgeat victory honestly scored _ Melts away like the enow when the wine is ont- Poued. A Man No One Envies. [London Times. ] BERLIN, June 5.—A Russian friend sends me the following striking picture of the state of imprisenment into which recent events have thrown the Czar: “The Emperor still broods in sullen retire- ment tn the castle of Gatchina, Hla Majesty has paid only two or three fugitive visits to the capital during the last month. On the last oc- casion he was to attend the funeral cortege of the late Prince Oldenburg to the railway sta- tion. His Majesty’s place was duly marked out In the official programe, but no two people who saw the procession asto whether he was behind the bier or not, and the newspapers all contradicted each cther as to the Czar’s pres- ence. The most probable version seems to be that he awaited the ey pep Temains at the railway station. There is no relaxation in the Vigilance exercised at Gatcbina. Gen. Count Vorontzof-Dachkoff is reported to have been unable to get on with his imperial master, and to have been obliged to leave him for a time, while, on the other hand, it is stated that the count has injured bis leg and Is obliged to keep himself quiet. It has not yet transpired which story is the true one. The contradiction of the first. reports as to the way in which the village of Gatchina was protected, a contradic- tien drawn up by Count Vorontzoff-DachkofY himself does not apply to the vicinity of the Palace, which is striculy guarded and watched. A short time ago two of the young Grand Dukes, cousins of the Emperor, were stoppedia the grounds by a Cossack, who threatened to spear them if they advanced. A friend, who has o:- casion to visit the castle to see an official, telis me that as soon as he left the rallway station and took the direction toward the palace, he felt conscious that the eyes of the police were following him, but {t was only when he was about to cross the bridge over the castle moat that he was actually stopped. Here the police officials were all officers. They as- certained his business and escorted him to the service gate of the palace, the only one which 13 allowed to be approached. He at once found himself tn tue police office, surrounded by officers. His passport was taken, tion, the time or day, and busi- ness were all duly noted in a book, which the chief of police is supposed to examine every day. An officer was then sent to inform ths Ofiictal inquire for, while tay friend was Kept by the police, On the officer returning with a message that the official could be seen, my friend was escorted by a police officer down the Jong corridors to the rooms of the peraon he Wished to see, Allthe way Cossack sentinels, With drawn swords, were tramping up and down. It can readily be that no oftictal of the palace, however high he may be placed, ts p: ularly hp sho at present by the visits of his friends. My acqfaintance was therefore exhorted, for the love of heaven, to confine his conversation to the merest commonp! and not to stay too long. When he got to the train on his return journey he felt hearti)y glad and fortunate, though he could not shake Off the sensation that the police were still at his back. Looking out of the windows Of the corridor into the court yards, of which there are four within the castle w: he saw innumerable stacks of piled muskets, denotin: the presence of a og ee infantry, ani in iS of the palace were pic horses of about a squadron of poring A Persons whose business calls them datly are rigorously . the palace, and who are well known, 101 searched. For example, a Driest, employed in the service of the imperial chapel, was lately subjected to such a close eto) cigarettes lcer 18 stationed Qoors of the sleeping Em) ‘ mn [Charles Barnard in Harper's Young People. } Once upon atime a rich man built a school for boys, in which they might study survey- ing, engineering, mechanics and the sciences engineer, and flaally president of a allroad, He often sald his own chance in life Would have been better If he could have gone to school when a boy and learned from books about steam and engines, levels, inclines and Curves before he undertook to fire a boiler or take a locomotive over the road. So it hap- pened he bullt the school close to the repair shops of the road of which he was president. He put good teacaers and Dooks in the echool, aud then opened it, free, to the sons of the brakemen, conductors, eny!neers and other men employed on the line. {n the school the boys were to study the science of the railroad abd locomotive, and then, if they afterward webt to work on the road, they would not hava such HW hard ume as the traln-boy who became resident. Pirwice every year the president offered a Wal- tham watch as a prize to the boy in the school who should write the best composition on any subject connected with the things they had been studying, or anything tn relation to en- gines or railroads. Tom Stayboltt, whose father Was conductor on the night express, had ocen in the school three years, and had tried five times for the prize, and lost it every time: Tom arded by all the scholars as the bright- est boy in the school. He stuttered in his speech, and his handwrittag was as stiff asa switch-rod, yet he was alwaps at the head of his class. You could never trip him on any knot:y questions as to whether the cylinders were on top of the bollers or uader the tender. He knew the name and use of every bit oi metal in @n engine, and tt was belleved by all the boys that he was a good caer, and could take his father’s train right ugh to the Junction without runuing past ared ight or wasting steam on the down es. ‘The semi-annual prize had been annow iced, and nearly every boy in the school was busy over bis composition, —except Tom. “I-1-1Ua 10 use, D-D-boys. I shall not try for the p- diag I can’t write, and I never can t-t-tell—tell what I know. If they wouid give a ba tor Coe something, I¢4bink I might 8-8 get—get it.” ‘om Was & great favorite in the school, and Not one of the boys laughed at this speech. ‘They were taught manners, as well as mechap- ics In that school, and the eet well knew that what Tom said was true. They might write compositions and get prizes, bat when it came to doing the things, why, Tom Stayboltt would beat them all. ‘The day of the prize-giving drew near, and every boy save Tom was hard at work over his. composition. He had tried five times, and each ‘Ume the teachers had said his composition was very bad indeed, with the wrong words, awk- Ward sentences, and punctuation that was Now it happened that the day before Cd go was to be given, a new locomo- on the raliroad, and stood, without wood or water, on the track of the repair-shop yard. It had been hauled up on the freight train, and had never been used on the road, After school a number of the boys went over to the yard to see the new engine, and among them was Tom Stayboltt. It Was a first class passenger engine, built for high speed, and looking very handsome in its new paint and shining brass work. There were several men looking at the engine as the boys came up, and they gathered round to hear what might be said. “AD empty engine,” remarked one of the mep,“always seems to me a very helpless thing. ivisso big and heavy, it ts impossibie to move it without steampower, and yet it witl not only Move itself, but it will drag many times its welght at 40 miles an hour over the line.” “It Ig not the engine that moves,” sald another man. “It's the wood or coal and Water—the fuel and steam. If it were not for oe eS and water inside, it could never move at all” “I can make her go without w-w-w-wood— Wood or water.” This remark caused a laugh from the boys, and even the men smiled at tbe absurd state- Ment. One man came over to where ‘om stood ald sald, “Hew would you do that, my boy?” “Td rather n-n-not—uot tell.” * Why not?” Because I n-n-never t-t-trie—tried !t,” "Ob, you mean you think you could, but you > Lever proved your theory by experiment.” « ¥-y-yes—yes, sir.’ The men and boys became wonderlully inter- eated In this conversation, for it was clear that Tom Stayboltt knew what hi og a ie was tall “ Do you belong to the ratlroad school?” “ Y-y-yes—yes sir.” “You mean to try for the prize, I suppose?” No, sir. My handwriting is as crooked as a T-r-ram’s h-h horn—ram’s horn.” Alter that nothing more of importance was said, and the boys, having looked over the en- gine to their heart’s content, went home, The next day at 10 c’clock the entire ‘school Was marched into the lecture room of the gchool building to see the prize wa'ch given by the president tothe boy who had written the Dest composition. All the teachers were there, together with the fathers and mothers of tne boys, visitors, and people connected with the railroad. The prize-giving was regarded as a great event along the line, and every man, trom engine-wipers to directors, wanted to be On hana to see Whose son carried off the prize. AL 10:15, railrcad time, the president and the honerable directors, with their wives and daughters, marched in end took seatson the platform, while all the bos stood up a3 a mat- ter of respect to the founder of the school. It Was altogether quite a grand and cererontous affair, and was for the boys an impressive oc- casion. When the directors and iadies were seated, the boyssat down. Then there wasa speech from the head-master, followed by one tom a director, and one from the preaident’s wile. Then it came the president’s turn tocive out the prizes. All the compositions, neatly Ued up in red tape, were laid on the desk, and when he stood up he brushed them all one side, 8S Mf he did not care much for compositions, Bis speec™ was short and very pecultar:— “Ladies and gentlemen, ‘and boys of the school, I have carefully read all the compost- tions, and, while I think they are all excelient, I have decided that this time the chance to win the prize shall be open to those who did not write a composition. ‘This was & great surprise, and the boys won- dered how this was to be done. They knew the president was a just and honorable man, and Would do nothing unfair; so they accepted what be sald in silence, though those who had written the hoc 3 aa were, of course, somewhat disappoint: continued the president, “I “Yesterday,” heard one of the boys gay he couid run a loco- motive engine without wood or water. If he tere oa Le e shall have the prize, I3 the boy esent?” There was a solemn hush In the room. Every one looked about, and wondered if the auda- Cious and foolish boy was there. Of course it Couid not be done, aud the president had taken this means to punish him for his vain and die boasting. As for Tom Stayboitt he felt ready to sink through the floor. Something must pe done about It, andin a moment he stood up, and said, in a clear, manly voice:— “T said go, sir; and if you will give me the engine, and Jerry Smith’s Mogul, I'll do it” ‘The sudden Coen of ilttie Tom Stay- blott, pale and yet calm, and the clear voice without a defect, caused & great sensation, and every one turned in wonder to look at him. Some of the ladies wanted to know what the boy meant by “Jerry Smith’s Mogul,” and the peer with them explained that 1t was a cavy felght engine of the “Mogul” paitern rub by J. Smith. 5 ‘The president called Tom up to the platform, and fora moment or two there was a whis- pered conversation between Tom, tne head master of the school and the president. Every one looked on with the greatest interest, and Wondered what would happen next. ‘Tom seemed to have convinced the two gentlemen that he knew exactly what he was talking about, for the president smiled and shook Tom. ha veut? and then stood up and sald to all le: ““When I heard Master Staybolt say esterday afternoon he could run the engine, i resolved to give bim achance. I therefore ordered a train to be got ready, and I now invite the School and all their triends to go to the station. We will take the corns out on the line, and Master Stayboitt shall try for the prize by 'run- ning the engine a mile without wood or water. ‘The engine has never been used, except on its inal trip, and there is nota quart of water in the boller or tank, nora pound of coal, or so Much as a match on the tender.” ‘This proposal was received with the greatest enthusiasm, a fi and the entire company, ladies and gentlemen, ‘teachers, boys, and all, TS, Gown to the station and took a train of cars they found all ready for them, A heavy “Mo- eee ones pres up er et Big train over repair a re the new Stood. ‘Several of the dircct rf amined the engine, and fuel in the ten e lors got out and ex- declared i H i i ii R ‘The le stood looking and quite ready we 3 fatlure: Ab! she turn slowly,and the e rolled slowly backward, ere Was @ laugh. She was faster, and the laugh died away. Ah! she’s up. She has stopped. It's a fallure, could be seen Soe the pate | bar. The engine gave one loud whistle, an §tarted ahead. Faster and faster! and rushed past all the people, at 20 miles an hour. How the peo) 1 It was wonderful. was looking straight ahead, likea good engineer. The ladies waved their bandkerchiefs, and the boys shouted until = Were hoarse. Tom Stayboltt had won the prize, The engine ran on about half a mile, stopped, and then came elowly back, and stopped pl before the president's pretty daughters. mn came to the window, and took off his hat and bowed politely to the ladtes. . “How much pressure have you, Master Engi- neer 2” sad the president, “'T-t-twenty—20 pounds, sir.” ‘Then the school gave three cheers for Tom, and three more for the president, for every one Said It was far better to do something than to write the best composition ever seen. Of course every ope wighed to know just how it was done, and to make It all clear, the preaident mounted a pile of sleepers, and told them the whole story. “You all know that in a steam-engine Is a boiler and a furnace, or fire-box. Water 1s put in the bolier, and a fire ts made in the furnace precisely as in a tea-kettle on a stove. The water boils in the tea-kettle, and we see the steam escape. In the engine the steam 1s locked in, and cannot escape, and very soon it becomes crowded, and i still kept locked in, 1t will burst the boiler. Before this can happen, the engineer opens a valve, and permits the steam to enter two ob- long tron boxes, called the cylinders. Here it meets a piece of metal, called ‘the piston, that fits the inside of the cyitnder pretty closely. It cannot get past, and s0 it es the piston away to the other end of the cylinder. As soon as this happens, the valves close of their own accord, and the steam escapes into the open atr with a loud lee Then the steam enters the other end of the cylinder, and drives the pis- ton back again. In this manner the steam pane the piston to and fro as it tries to escape ro! m the botler. “Now there is a rod fastened to the piston, and passing through the end of the cylinder. Each cylinder hasone, and these are connected by means of other rods with the great wheels of the locomotive. You now see that the pis- ton, driven forward and backward, moves the wheels, and thus it Is the escaping steam moves the engine. These rods you can see outside the encine; the piston and valves are inside, out of sight, NOW the air is elastic, like steam, and it may be used in aby engine in place of steam. If air 1s pumped Into a tight box like a boller, It may be locked up or compressed, and if we were to go on pumping, we might burst the boiler with compressed air. Master Stayboltt knew all this, and he aiso knew uhat when an empty engine, a8 happened on our ride out here, the wheels will turn round, and these move the rods and the patee and each cylinder works like a pump. instead of letting steam out, it pushes air back into the boiler, and very soon the boiler ts full of elastic oom air struggling to get out. Master Stayboltt, a3 soon as the train stopped, opened the valves, and the air rushed out the way it went in, making the pistons move, and the wheels turn round. Of course the air soon Tan out, and the engine stopped, This made no difference to us, for Master Stayboltt clearly showed that he had learned his lessons well, and knew how to apply them.” Then the president's youngest daughter climbed up Into the engine, and gave Tom the prize watch. The boys took him on their shoulders in triumph to the ws car, every one got on Board, the flag-men were called in, and the entire party went gayly home with the empty engine trailing behind, “If t Was President.” [Detroit Free Press.) “Now, if1 was President,” began Mr. But- terby the other morning, ag he passed his cu Over for a second cup of coffee, “if I was Presi- dent of the United States—” “Which you aren’t, you know,” broke in Mrs, B.1n an argumental and confidential tone. “And not likely to be,” added Mrs. B.’s mother, With a contemptuous toss of her head. “No,” assented Mr. B. pleasantly, ‘but I was just supposing the case—” “Then suppose something in reason,” re- torted Mrs. B. snappishly. “You might as well Suppose you was the man in the moon or the Man in the Iron Mask or—” “So L pap my dear, so I might,” assented Mr. B. still pleasantly smiling, “but that has nothing to do with it. I was merely going to say that if I was President of the United States “My!” burst In Miss Gertrude, aged eighteen, “‘wouldn’t tt be splendid if you was, pa? Just to think how those Wheedletop girls would chabge their tune when I meet them, instead of throwing out their insinuations about peo- ple who consider it Christian lke to turn their last Season’s Sik dress, so that they may have more to give to charity! But they might turn green With envy before I would ever—” “Yes, and wouldn’t I warm it to Sammy Dugan, just,” chirped in Master Thomas, aged twelve. “I'd goup to him an’smack himon Uhe hose with # brick ‘fore he knowed where he was, al’ he dassent htt me back then ‘cos 1¢ ‘ud be treason, an’they’d hang him; and I'd slideon the sidewalk an’ shy snowballs ac the pileeceman, an’ sas3 Miss Ferule, an’ play hookey every day when it didn’t rain aa’ Pu—” * Yes,” chimed in Mrs, B., catching the in- fection of her enthusiastic progeny, ‘aad then I'd be the first lady in the land, let the next be who she would, and Governers’ wives would beg to be intrcduced to me, and I'd have balls twice a week, and banquéis every day, and— “And Td have the management of the White House, and run thiugs,” remarked Mrs. B,’s mother, her eyes sparkling with the pros- pect. “Not much you wouldn't,” from Miss Ger- trude, “not much if I keep my health and know myself, you wouldn’t, not as long as I was the President’s daughter and—” “Yah!” ejaculated Master Tom, “I guess the President’s son would be the biggest plum in thatdish? Wouldn’t I be the Prince of Whales then—say? What'ud you knew ‘bout—” Shut up—all of you!” commanded Mrs. B., I reckon the President’s wife 1s the highest authority in the land! Anyhow, there’d be a dusty old time if anybody questioned it, and I bet when the exercises were finished the sur- geon would not ask for any elecioral com- mission to decide it over again! My! I'd like to See anybody—but, by the way, Mr. Butterby, what was it you was going to say you woul ee it BS was the President of the Uuited tates?” “Resign as soon as the Lord would let me,” sald Mr. Butterby, calmly but determinedly. And then a meditative silence fell upon the family and remained tuere until the meeting arose. The Markets of ‘ashington. Sor. ‘*Food and Health.) I don’t know that we can claim any superior- ity over our more Northern fellow citizens, but Jam sure that no city in the Union has more noble market bulldings than Washington. it 18 & positive treat to walk Unrough Center Mar- ket. The glowing colors, Perfect cleanliness, Sweet odors on every hand—the handsome, Tuddy-cheeked, mellow voiced women, the “honey” of the smiling Afri ». the cnoice fruits, crisp vegetables, and even'the meats— which, to tell you the trath, I never like to 100k at—are all worth the while of visitors to in- Spect. But oh! tell me why, and oh! tell me how can nice, delicate, gentié looking women carry. ‘chicken, alive, Tanging head own, for At gives me the heart-ache to see the misera- bie fowls thus tortured or packed in a basket in hanging head down. leed~ ing calves and lambs’to make thelr leah Whiter, ee Shall Waiters Wear Beards} {£rom the Waiters’ and Cooks’ Weenly.) A proprietor has an undoubted right to en- gage & man conditionally, upon shaving. No man 1s forced it is solely a aeeenon 1S to ridiculous extremes. One well-known up town house actually require their men ve clean... it is said to guest, everythin; that whom nai ad denied any hirsute append- the city, This is co1 would, doubtless, scorn to ask what he would not do himseir, THERE Was quite a row in Blue Light Golored. Tabernacle, between Uncle Mose Sud Deacon Gabe Sni * an Aue ee eee ” responded Gacie the ivory handle ot sald Parson Bled- ‘88 If dar was nobody else pres- ent ‘ceptin’ Yerseta,”—Teras Kone boars Four CHILDREN —At Lewiston, Pa, hd dashed to pioses bene pune ot Bulag wer tare eae red FO! and lighthing struck ‘about four miles trom. town, Killing children of Mr. FOUR BLUE PLATES. Showing How Nice It is to Tell & Story to the Girl Who Kuews the Last Chapter. (From Harper's Weekly.} oe : Drawwing-room in Mrs. Hollener’s country house. Gabrielle, her only child, one and twenty exceedingly pretty, low brewed, dark-eyed, al fair-haired, sitting before a smail table, on ichich Gre an old-fashioned silver tea-set and four very. old-fashioned biue plates. She ix looking af one of the plates. The sownd of merry voices floats in From the carden, as Oswald Ouens, thece-and twent tall, broad:'shouldered, bine eyed and aurk hair enters the room and advances t-ward her. Si drops the spoon with which she has been toying, in Puomentary confusion, and looks wp with a "faint lush. Miss Hollener—Not playing croquet, Mr. Owens? Mr, Owens—*Not playing croquet,” Miss Hol- leper. I came to seek you. ‘They are asking for you in the garden. Miss Hollener—I hope, if they continue to ask, they will continue to ask at that safe dis- tance; I don’t want to hear them. Mamma is there, Is she not? Mi. Owens—Yes, enacting the role of the hoetess charmingly, a8 she always does. _ Miss Holewer—Then I certainly shall not go. You look as though you thought me remiss in daughterly duty. “(On the contrary his expres. Sion is one of intense approdation.} 1 am note ‘This is entirely mamma's party and sbe likes croquet. As for me.I boldly avow I detest tt, and never could understand the wild eatau siasm with which so many people whack un- offenaing wooden balls about, and tuea rup wildly after them. I only promised to pour Out the tea, and having done that, prefer U> sit here by myself— Mr, Oicens(hals turning away)—By your: I bee pardon for my intrusion, and will rema no longer. Miss Hollener—I had not fintshed my sen- tence, Mr. Owens, By myself, or with a pleas- ant companion, Mr. Owens—And am I fortunate enouzh to be regarded by you as a pleasant companion? Miss Hol ener (with a demure smile)—Well, I do not thivk you are so very unpleasant. Mr. Owens (eagerly)\—Then I may stay? as Hollener—It you promise to be en’ertain- ig Mr. Orrens (taking a seat on the opposite side @ the table)}—1_ promise to try, but Iam afraid my bowers of entertainment are but small. Are you interested in scientific subjects? Miss Hollener—Not at this moment, unless old plates are scientific subjecte. I was puz- zling over these [directing his attention to the blue plates] when you came in. Th: you see, a series of a in earthenware lore? 1 ‘ope you are, and can read the pictured story, for I’m dying to know what it means. This one evidently represents an incident in the eany youth of the hero and the heroine; and this—[Some one outside calls, “Gadrielle! Ga- brielie!” Miss Hollener, with @ slight shrug of her shoulders, leaves her chair, and takes a few steps in the ‘direction Of the voice, when the caller, apparently satistied that the called is not within heartng, retreating, she returns, and re- sumes her seat.| Now, if you please, commence, Mr, Owens, Mr. Owens—You take it for granted, then, that I am learned in earthenware lore? Miss Hollener—I do. I hear that you are ex- tremely clever, and have tnvented something that the world haslong been in need of. You may, by and by, if you wiil be so Kind, tell me all about it; but now Iam just in the mood to listen to a story. Mr. Owens—And I, to confess the truth, just In the mood to telione. ButI trust it wilt not disappoint you. It 1s barely possible, you know, to invent “something the world has long been in need of.” and yet lack clevernera as a story teller, But you are growing Impatient, and I hasten to begin. The first plate, if you please. [She hands it to him, He studies it a moment.) Once on a time—Will that do for a beginr ing? iss Hollener—Exceller tly well. It carries me at Once back to the days of my childhood. They were happy days, Mr. Owens, I doubt if I have ever known happier. Mr. Owens (a glow of pleasure lighting his face)\—Once on a time there lived in the “big house” of a beautiful village a most lovely littie irl with fair curls and the most wonderful lark gray eyes. She was an only child, and adored by, her father and mother and ail the rest of the household, as she well deserved to be, belpg the quaintest, brightest and most eae little creature that ever sang and Smallest house in the village lived a boy— Miss Hollener—A “lovely” boy? Mr, Owens (gravely) —His mother thought 89. Miss Hollener—His eyes and hair? Mr, Owens—Biue and black, if Serves me aright. He was the son of a pretty little woman, who, having at the of 17 mar- ried for love a poor German geologist, found herself at 20 a widow with no money and a baby boy. An old aunt to whom she = for assistance offered her and her child a home. ‘That home was the diminutive cottage to which Ihave already referred. Here she managed to make a living by the ald of ner needle, the lady at the “big house” being her chief patroness. And the fact of the lady of the “big house” being her chief patroness led to the two chil- dren growing up, as it were, appeal From the very first the boy constitut himself the guardian and protector of the little gir. He guidea her first toddling steps. His was the rst name she evér spoke. And when er old enough to lead, he followed her faithfully. Never was knight in olden ume more devoted tu lady fair. You see them here on this plate gathering blackberries, Her basket, as you will eerve, 1s brimming over, while his is Still empty. Miss Hollener (looking at the plate with an Appearance af great interest)—Yes, so tt Is. Pity everything fs 80 blue, including the black- berries, isn’t it? And really I can’t see the loveliness of the little gir. Her Jam sure, Is crooked, and her arms much too long. id the berries look like pears, ae perbaps 3. memory berries did look like pears in those Mr. Owevs—Well, time went on, and the Playmates met almost every day, the parents of the gray-eyed girl thinking only of the blue-eyed boy as the son of a faithful dependent Who had inherited his mother’s faithfuiness, when one day—she was then 12 and he 14— they quarreled. ees Hotlener—Had they never quarreled fore? Mr. Owens—Oh yes, many a time, But this Was the first serious quarrel. He had pre- ted to reprove ber for something she had lone, Miss Hollener—Had he never “presumed to Teprove her” before? ir, Owens—Often. But this time he added to the be es the remark that her conduct had not only been unkind, but unladylike; sue had Snatched her skipping-rope from the hands of & young darky who was surreptitiously enjoy- ing askip with it. The pleture on the second Plate represents the quarrel. She is turaing away from him, with flashing eyes, while she says: ‘Ard yetlama lady. But you seem to forget what you are—a sewing-woman’s boy, My mother’s servant's son!” Miss Hollener—Extremely rude and uakina, after s0 many years of devotion on his part: but I dare say she was very sorry directly atter her upgratetul speech, and no doubt regrets it tl this Cay. But really now, Mr. Owens, do you think this illustration a good one? Tome it does not look like a quarrel at all. Sie is smiling sweetly— Mr, Owens—Scorntiully, I assure you. Miss Hollener—And he, certainly he 1s hold- ing out to her an intensely cerulian apple, with a ht crack across it. Mr. Orvens—You mistake. It is a ball which she presented to him antness, and which tion, is mutely Miss Hollener—And they don’t appear to be any older zine the were when they were gath- i, Owens—Appearances are often decelifal. They are several years older, The boy left her in silence, but the taunt sank deep into his heart, and that very night he bade -D} to thé small cot and world to an ant invention brot him once moe boyhood. Her father separation, and she and her mother had the “big house” in the beautiful fed oor nee ae einen ba Fo least y re dur’ winters, but passed their ee ven a beg ~ Leyhe’ our jong laces. You see the young lady on Piate rowlng herself in a fairy-like boat, while fer mother stands on the evident admiration? Miss Hollener—I do, unlike a bath-tub, the oars and the mamma ro near thatif she a expect be. But, oh! the Jey, ‘that filled hisconstant he when he that she distin; none, A Jove you LA Miss Hotiener (her votce tremdiing and a tear gleaming above her simile)—Indeed, indeed, Mr. Owens, you must not act out Madmen ine cg Pipe) I mamma cr some Mr. Ovens (stil kneeling)—The sixth plate, Mies Holiener. Miss Hollener—The sixth plate? Mr. Owens—Yes; here I remain unttl you de- ecribe it You forget—you are teil- Miss Hottener—12 ng the story. — Orwens—I Can go no farther. It is for you to Ontsh. Miss Hollener—Ana you are really deter- peed to maintain that absurd position uatll I 10 807 Mr. Ovens—lam. Miss Hollener—I yield to necessity; and ne- cessity being the mother of invention, I inveut. On the sixth plate, Mr. Owens, in the distance 8 village church was balf-hidden by a group of azure trees, and towards this village church, biuer than ever, walked arm-In-arm—or, stay, hand In band; that is more pastoral—tbe lady and her lover— Mr, Owens—The “diamon: Miss Holiener—The “pearl” lover. Mr. Gwens—And why walked they toward the village church? To hear a village sermon. Miss Holiener—I think not to hear a village sermon. ae Owens—Couid It have been to be mar- lea 2 . Miss Holicner—I am almost sure tt was, Mr, Owens—She loved bim, then? Miss Hollener—Sue loved him. Mr, Owens—Gabdrielie, my darling! You love me? Miss Holiener—Oswald, l love you. Not an- other word now, I hear the croquet party re- turning to the house. [He Kisses her hand, slips a pearl ring on one a7 her fingers, and springs to his fer Miss Holiener (as several iadies and gentiemen come merrily into (he Tour) —Mr. Owens, Wilt ou have another cup of teat You won't? ell, ’'m sure you'll have some strawberries and cake on one of these queer old blue plates PATTI AND COLIN, Their Visit to the United States in the Autumn—How the Actress Dresses on the Stage—Bonquets from the Boxes—Faint Acknow- ledgment ef the Prima Donna’s Art. (London Correepondence Phila. Press } Lonpon, Jane 15.—Now wnat it Seems a cer- tainty that Mme. Adelina Patt will visit tne 4 over there with much e Same Prec aoemneng human interes” as was Mile. Sarah Tohardt this timea year ago, At ail events, while listening to her in La Tra- viata, at Covent Garden last night, it was with an ear—and ap eye, pour ainsi dire—to her future in the Western World that I measured those delicious roulades and noted each sympa- thetic charm. The day 18 long since past when Patti could be criticised, and, Bappily, there is no falling of in her powers; her marvellously juvenile appearance for a woman of her age is matchea by the Perennial freshness of ner voice. Last night, to be sure, It was Jusiua trifle affected by ine amp and variable weather, which has made London a place of gloom aud quite ruined the glories of cup week at Ascot, and, to tell the truth, the diva twice turned her back to the audience and deliberately cleared ber throat— in short, distinctly hawking. Those sensitive Persons who ebjected to Kistorl blowing her Dose in the most effective passages of Marie Antoinette might — shuddered over a Fionall iveninged that these divinities are Duman. Patti bas, however, an ever present reminder Of that fact by lier side in the person of Signor Nicolini, whose somewhat urenviavie Posiuion, from one polut of view, affords the public a sort of sentimental side stow which they are far from Ot appreciating. The audience’s conscious- ues8 that all the love-making before the foot- Ughts may be regarded as in some sense the enuine article 1s 80 much stock tn trade for ime, Patu, and It is really editying to see the Way in which British respectability €ffuses over chance indications of the prima donna’s tendresse for the tenor. Nicolini, certatnly a Uy respo! icaily, however, he ever loses himself In the situation, and it was noteworthy to observe that, a8 Alferdo, ne was careful to place bis plumed hat upon turning bis atthe moment of bis entrance in the fourth act, whereas, by all ‘hts, he should have rushed direct to the beloved object, flinging the chapeat in tu aside as unworthy of reg: such & supreme situation, e From Mine. Patu, however, there are nauch inartistic blemishes; she is as great an actress agthe tortured 7. will permit her to be. Verdi's seulog of Dame aux Camellias is felicitous contessedly, but the book—what a bungie it all is lo Ove Who bas read Dumas’ romance or seen the play acted! In one res,ect Mme, Patti is to be nelabviy commended; ‘sae does not wear modera dresses but adheres to the costumes of the remotest period to which the action 1s transported, All the same 1U I easy to perceive that none but a Parisian modeste could have contrived those wonderful frocks; in Ube first act Mme. Patul come: for- Ward In a Cherry-colored robe, over a pale pink erdore With @ sort of turban of the cuercy- rocadea slik upon Ler head and a lberal gar- biture of diamonds. A | Reggae white flowers arlands the skirt. ‘The second act discloses er in a Laas cashmere, fringed with ruby Ve!- Vet, fashioned into a sort of network, aad with ruby velvet band through her dark ‘hatr, rubles as jewels. The pink cashmere is madé 80 a8 to disclose a white petticoat flounced with embroidered muslin. The ball-room scene shows the heroine in a white satin robe and cap, liberally embroidered with gold; a superb Parure of diamonds 1s worn here, ana there is the usual garniture of camellas.’ Pale yellow ribbons decorated the white chambery-striped Wrapper of the last scene, Two large bouquets were thrown La Pattl, one from a box wulch evidently contained a party of friends, as she glanced up to them and smiled rey other by a bloodless Russlan-P: always Losses a great bunch “star” Of the § she advances to the foot. lights. using ber hands and arms in thelr long white gloves a8 though they were the paws of a kitten playing with a ball of string. Finally she secures the floral offering, buries her face in the rant b) and daintlly puts it performant ‘The mature repre- sentative of Flora was actually taken for Patti when she Came on at the back and got a Tecep- ton which must have but the audience discovered their mistake when the diva entered from the first entrance at the left. 1 was astonished to fad how littie applause was heeded to induce Mme. Patti to Tespond to what she construed a “recall.” Afcer her really adn irable treatment of thescene with Alfredo’s father there was the faintest possible acknowledgment from the audience, and yet kK came at once, amiting and bowing. ter the third and last acts, gentleman who sat in a box on fourth ter next to the stage gave vent to his te at all times with @ veamence waich the attention of the ent UT-DOOR sPORTS IN AM@MHiva, Noted Characters in Sporting Lifte— ‘Whe Turf at Coney Esiana. (**Johany Boqvet" i. N.Y. Tribu “ Horse-racing makes strange Dedfel » va,” as the horse said, look’ny At the Dulldoy and the hostler, all three napping tn the samo stall, JOUNNY'B ACQUAINTANORS, ‘There ts Pric’g MoGraih ho ono® Rad the momenal stable Of America. still Of (he tay asick man, apd he wii die in th» Biysi Fields like the chario ters of old. M- & spick-snd-spau tailor, furnishing “s« On credit thirty years ayo t he Youn pando nt dawg that Uelr gambling devis #nea pay for thetrcloche ss be sata: 7? © ort and jonor are your litUe gam, tl lay dowe the and shake the dive-Dox with you.” He A sporting prises in New O-lcans, and near the clus’ of the limes were flush, the currency ii flated, and the con- tractor was the current geplieman. Money came in so fast Ubat the pari ners Could not eeree, ana hence arove the rival hoases of Morrissey & Co. and Chamberlain, MeG-ath € Oo. The south Being poor, spor! ing men from (aat quar- ter concentrated’ on New York, and sou:aera eld amusements Were transplanted to Pater- son abd to Jerome Park. Saatod, Trivers and Belmont were among the uew nortaera moa to try the turf. At that tims we may nor nave had Gfty good race-horses tn America. aod the Dest Of The Old siock bad ridden Lato ube can- non ball’s path and died lke their Mosiem ancestors. Betting and racing are ‘he maa and his shadow—4I not necessary (9 ¢.) 2a other, landiord so) on! Park; &f1 a8 summer was raciag ‘Season the turf became a fxed feature of our summer resorts, Dreaking out at last in rival ‘acks at Coney Islaud Mi is a8 tnd spans able as horses to racing, dettins Is the scheme to make the geaeral dull pudtic pay the expenses. Thus you cso study in the small circle of one mile the universal race botiween g00d and evil; he gailant horse and th: para- ‘site man; the broad industrial economy aud low avarice and artifice, AT CONRY ISLAND TRACK. From such vulgar beguo.ngsas | have named rose the triple victories of Parole, Iroquois and Foxhall, in the }itve space of sixteen years. 1 to Paterson, can Tememberyg: Nd. im 1865, when it Was perhaps the oniy ra course east of Kentucky, The provunctaiisa the war apd one sch excitement was so Tecent then that a vegro jockey was sympa thetically petted, and tue news Unat old Mr. McDaniel, the breeder, bad been a siave-dealer led to the most lurid’ reprobation of tue Uurt, Yet the turf was the first place afcer (he war where social intercourse between the sections began. Men Uke Puryear were seen creeping up from South Carolina, Covtrill trom Aa): Bowie and C abangh trom Maryland, and divers Kinds of men from ‘enuessee and Keutucky, Intent On stakes, bete, and sales zoartings. Every one Of them confessed that New York Was to become the neadquarters of “because here 1s the mouey.” Consequent “pool rooms” to survelt are scattered over Unis city, and bookmakers are almost as numerous as bookkee The profits of @ race wack are very great if you can put it close by a great city, +o that 1 will be incidental te the normal amusements, and can then give it enough local personality, such as ts be! ag done to the new Coney Istand’ course, where a long list of names is" used as directors and private boxes are bullt for Luct magnates and patrons and thelr families, and “pooi-selling” and “bookmaking” are’ gisuly tolerated by the county authorities. ‘Sue whole makes a scene between the borders of bri!iancy and dissolute. De 8s such 1 ar oply can color with tte — lurid hue. Ii Dubate’s picture of the Prodigal Son is one corner wuere his parasites are Ubrowing dice, end it ts the only blemish, Yet the most intense ~pot to the broad, sensu- Ous Canvas. Gawblitg Sland3 next to ghoste in tbe superstition brought from our oribodox childhoods. Who does Lot remember tne awful darkness brooding upon tue litue family when the big brother came bome trom colleg? and in his pecket the prowilpg mother found a pack of cards? It seemed that the Sree which complimented Eve on ber inteilect cilmbed into our brother’s bosom! ‘The Cost of the ground and buildings at Island ts probabyy under $100,000, not the Of @ small theater in the city, and the theater can hold only 1,500 people, ‘the race course Can hold helf the city, a Prices of admis ground £0 perfect for racing and shade could have been found, Here 1s the latest vanity fairof New York. Yon- weners, der are 8 pair of but @ Lituie green grocery, WhO have won $100.00 upon a Face horse, and have paid $7,500 for his young ful: brother. Near by Is another In@hgian who Produces from a ‘snide’ track the animal that conquered both Blackburn and Parole. One of the most sucessful and ingiffereut 1 seucters of the turf is named Spencer. A mau of re verve and reading, be bays painting#insiead of breeding horses, and a sale he recently bad brough: a sum of money 80 wholly ou" of the Exrec ations of people *ho only Knew 1m as @ spor’ g man that It opened their ey:s to the ihoroushne-s of his art knowledge. § ‘the mos: elegant critical literature of Europe, buys pictures of Gerome that Cost @ litiie for- tune, enjoys them tlt his house ts Mile i, and if he sells does it to sdvantaye. Ramor says that he was once @ merchant's Clerk, became fascl- hated with day gaming, as it is suli practised ded said: far down-town, aud gery “My mind 18 so onlous WIth that exercise that I will make a business of It aud piay prin- Cipal instead of visior.” He flourished, the capitalist of Mi racing. “It is &@ gentleman.” ‘spirit or He Was the first northern man war to go with horses to England, The name of nis great horse, Monarchist, suggest that he had @ political bias towara urope, Hespest a large sum Of mo) in & breeding farm in K+ Teluctanlly admitting that i raiser tue best horses. He is very deaf, but the pleasure of the eye ts left him when bis colors blend wita Test 1n the brilliant motion and conte ation. John G, Saxe’ Melancholy PRONOUNCAD A HYPCCHONDRIAC BY Lis PHYSI- CLAN. The New York Sun says the poet John G, Saxe has become such a confirmed uypochon Griac that no one ts able to convince him he is not a hopeless invalid) Since the death of his wife po one Can ipflaence him, aud, accord- ingly, be is a troublesome patient to nis pnyal- 5 : i cle Bre FEE | i =e lt ili pees eee alt a Be s th je m3 4 E a FE {3 5 i B E § Fs i ul ej if fe His H if caer ul i i r ft F 4