The New York Herald Newspaper, November 3, 1872, Page 7

fl THE EMPIRE STATE. A Herald Special €ampaigner’s Tour Through the State. A GREAT, PROSPEROUS COMMONWEALTH. ‘The ‘Laughing Politicians in a Town with a Rarified Atmosphere. The Ladies of Vassar College to a Man for Greeley. Taterviews with Kernan, a Representative Mur- phy and a Man with the “Jimjams.” "Fhe Oratorical Gasbags Homeward Fly. ALBANY, Nov. 1, 1872, Whether Greeley or Grant, Kernan or Dix be @teoted, one thing is very certain—that nothing ean hinder this Empire State from accomplishing ‘the grandest destiny of any Commonwealth of equal size on the globe. I have been perfectly amazed at the vast number of industrial and pro- @uetive activities spread over the State. Whoin New York ever heard of Phoenicia or Shandaken or Margaretsville? Yet cach has its mills and facto- rteg, its churches and schoo) houses, and the sound of the saw and hammer may be heard from morning tii night in the streets of these towns. They lie ‘bat twenty or thirty miles back of the Hudson, and f find: the name of only one ont of the three upon the map. I have met little towns in the interior where I expected mothing but a drug store and a blacksmith’s shop boasting of iron mills and woollen factories, On all Bands were a busy people, full of life and hope. Nowhere couldIsee stagnation. In the smallest and most out-of-the-way village new buildings were going up (a cheering sign of progress). From the four and starch of Oswego to the stone and ce- ment of Rondout, every sort of industry was in active play. There was no misery anywhere, At allthe political gatherings you saw nothing but ‘well clad, cheerful-faced people. The bitterness of politics was assuaged in the general consciousness of prosperity and happiness. To be Governor of such a State at such a time is to fill a post of which the most ambitious man might well feel proud. 4 HIGH OLD TOWN—L’HOMMES QUI BIT, 1 was in Poughkeepsie the night Secretary Bout- well spoke. The enthusiasm he evoked was an enigma to me for some time. He is the last public speaker, not even excepting my time-honored friend Garrett Davis, that I should suspect as being capable of raising a tumult of popular ap- plause. But he did it, and this is the solution of the mystery. Poughkeepsie town climbs a hill that mounts up from the river at the same rounded slope as the paddle box of a steamer. Top of the paddle box is the town proper, where everybody who cares to be recognized as no relation to Dar- win’s pet ancestor resides. At the summit the sir is exceedingly rarified. I for- get the altitude, but it is enough to make one feel frisky and disposed to leap frog, base ball, walking on tight ropes and such like ex- hilarating pastimes. In ascending the paddle box from the station, which is near the river, you feel, lke the traveller amid the Alps, or like Bunyan’s Pilgrim on his weary toilaftersalvation, Ever and anon you lean against a lamp post and sigh for that ‘‘best” hotel whose chimney tops you can just perceive peeping over the distant summit. You reach it and an unfeeling wretch informs you “it is half, a mile higher up, top o’ the hill.” Oh the top of that weary hill! Will ‘we ever reach it, or rather perish on the wayside, eating bologna sausages in that vul- gar lager beer saloon, with an ever-foaming glass painted on its indigo blue window shade? And when finally you reach your haven of rest and hap- piness you find yourself forced to exclaim with the preacher, “All is: vanity and vexation of spirit.” It is the rarified character of the atmosphere that makes the Po’k’es so demonstrative. (I wonder if they will recognize this brief way of designating them asa people.) Po'’ke is the wayI see it cur- tailed on the railroad cards. A strange kind of ‘apper and lower ten. And why not Pokes? Aman who lives top of the hillin Poughkeepsie considers himself top o’ the heap and looks down upon him who lives at the bottom. The uptown people are truly the upper ten.’ They consider the downtown folks dull clods, beer and gin suckers, ‘with low gravelling instincts, unacquainted with the usages of good society, without ambition or aspiration, and soon. The uptown people won't vote for Grant, because he does as the downtown people do—smokes and drinks gin. Greeley is more to their taste, because he is esthetic and eschews gin for oxygen. Up town, two men will come to- gether and talk Greeley and Grant furiously for an hour, yet laugh all the time. The air hag the effect of laughing gas. When I got on top of the plateau I thought I had reached tne celestial haven of the lunatic world, “the people were so abnormally lively; everybody laughing ‘and shaking hands. Some were dancing, but these «Were Irish hack drivers who were trying to keep their toes warm. A DELUSIVE CaSE OF JTM-SAMS. “We have a tremendous time here, sir,” obserygd a citizen to me in a feverishly nervous state of body and mind. I looked at him for a minute and inquired :—“‘You are not afflicted at all 7” “Afflicted with what ?”’ he angrily retorted. “With the jim-jams,”” “Oh! no; not by any means ;” and then he laughed when he ought to have wept; but they all laugh in the same way. You can’t make them mad. I ‘wanted to see a fencral, but there was none to be had. They go down to the bottom of the hill to die, ‘where the people are dull, miserable and melan- oholy, and will cry at a moment's notice. All this accounts for the wild enthusiasm the people show at public meetings, no matter who the speaker may be. They are “pleased with a rattle, tickled with @ straw,” all because of the peculiar rarification ofthe atmosphere. The whiskey dealers do very little business. Nature is the chief stimulator. THE PHILOSOPHIC AND MATHEMATICAL CHARMERS OF VASSAR COLLEGE, I was anxious to get the vote of Vassar College on Greeley and Grant, and I repaired thither for that purpose, but I was very soon diverted from my object by the bearing and appearance of the ladies, One pupil of twenty Summers, passing on the road, sent a cold chill all through mo, She wore glasses, and gazed through them away into the awful depths of infinity. I thought of Campbell’s * dream, that gave his vision “strength to sweep adown the gulf of Time. Such a creature I never before beheld, nor never want to behold again. As she strode along, straight as a ramrod, and all un- conscious of being on top of this miserable earth, she seemed to be either mentally studying the calculus, or suffering from petrifaction of the backbone. Vassar is a wonderful seat of learning, in fact all the learning worth @ cent is stored up there, and it is shovelled into these deli- cate young ladies in immense quantities, to fatten them up intellectually for the market, Mentally they are perfectly obese; in truth, one Vassar. girl has enough learning to share with all Fifth avenue, and then enough left to start twenty academies of the common order, and still enough to spare to run s religious newspaper. Physically they are lean, though they exercfse on horseback and go through gymnastic exercises daily; but then they do these shings mechanically and vote them @ bore, ang #0 | they are. However, I ascertained that the ladies of Vassar to # man are for Greeley. WHAT TROUBLED TUB POKES. The whole thing politically that troubied the “Pokes” was the election for Congressman. It was to this my supposed victim of raw vitriol referred when he said they were having a tremen- ous time. To judge from the tone of the rival papers, no two bigger Diackguards ever trod the stage of life than the rival candidates. Being dis- tmtereated, I should say Whitehouse, the demo- cratic candidate, has the best showing. He isa man who circulates money in the town and helps to increase its prosperity. He gives employment to three or four hundred, and has a claim on the euffrages of the voters. He is a self-made man, an@ has passed his life in industrial pursuits. The other has had 4 pull on Oongress for the last sx “years, and is but a professional politician, SEEING A MILLIONNAIRE AND SOLD, After siifing down hill from the rare and radiant Upper atmosphere of Poughkeepsie, I took the train for Rhinebeck, with the object of paying a visit to Mr, William B. Astor at-his country seat, where I was credulous enough to believe he was still sojourning. I intended to ask him whether he thought the country would be sater in the hands of Grant than of Greeley. Further, I had a purpose of inquiring exactly how much money he is worth, how much he makes a year, how much he spends on cigars and champagne, how much he gives away in charity, whether he lets his mght hand know what his left hand does, and whetner he ex- pects to goto heaven with such a bob to his kite 8 $70,000,000, The replies to all these ques- tions would have been exceedingly interesting, but the chance of having them was denied Us On this occasion, The fellow of whom I hired the buggy knew in his soul that William B. Astor was absent from his rural abode, but he assured mel should find him. He pulled his tongue in as I turned the corner of his rickety old trap and shouted out, “And you'll nd him a fine, hospita- ble gentleman, with his bottle on the table, a game supper ready for you, if you stay. Fine old gentle- man, bottle on the ——.” The rest of the rascal’s parting consolation was lostin the distance. After afew miles driving it was easy tosee that some nabob lived in the neighborhood. Rail fences dis- appeared in solid stone walls low enough to give a view of the country. Fifially came the entrance gate, painted green and gold, in honor of the Irish lady who keeps the gatehouse. 4 ROYAL DEMESNR. The Astor demesne of four or five hundred acres is simply magnificent, and the views from all parts of it enough toenchant the heart of an artist. It has no artificial ornaments whatever—no tumbling cascades, 0 summer houses, no statuary, fancy bridges, nor anything we are supposed to think rich men lavish their money on in demesnes of this kind. Itis@grand natural park broken up into hills, delis and valleys, and covered almost entirely ‘with the natural forest trees, trimmed away to give ample space and light around each. The drive of half a mile to the house is imposing. The house has the grandest site on the Hudson, but, though large, is wretchedly out of character with the surroundings. Itis a paltry house for the rich Astor. I noticed the cement had ‘come out from between the stone steps leading up to the entrance. William B. ‘was not at home. I walked round and round the house, pulled the bell, yet not a sound responded to my efforts, THE MURDEROUS MRS. MURPHY, As ¥ was walking off disconsolate a stirill voice struck my ear and smote upon my heart, “What dye want foolin’ round here for? What d’ye want playin’ yer thricks and yer andy martins here for? Don’t you know, there’s nobody in the house, and that the masther is away and that the family is away? Don’t you know that I took the bells off all o’ them wires yistherday, and that you might as well be puliin’ your Hose, forasmuch as I could hear you? Go on away now, and don’t go disturbin’ any dacent woman that’s all alone by herself in that way any more.” All this was rattled of in half a minute and was rather bewildering. The lady had a clothes beetle in her hand and looked formidable, but I approached her and said, “Madam, don’t talk so’ much. Ihave bought this house, and I'll be under the painful necessity of turning you out.” “Bought this house! Torn me out!’ she uttered, with scorn, “Show me the papers.’’ “Oh! the papers are a ton weight. You'll see them when they come. Put them in the cellar on ioe, as they are very valuable. What's your name?” “Murphy. My husband’s name is the same, and I wish he was here to talk to you. How doI know if you bought the house? but, faix, 1 suppose be ac- cident you might, so I'll say no more to you.” As Iwas disappointed in not having my interview with William B. I determined to wreak myself on Mrs. Murphy, so I asked her, “Mrs, Murphy, who do yeu vote for—Grant or Greeley? Tell the truth, now.” . “O! the divil sweep the two o’ thim. Since I heerd tell o’ them I’ve had no pace nor aise wud that ould man o’ mine. He goes thrapesin’ round Sundays, talkin’ Grant and Greeley wud this blagard and that, an’ stays out late, an’ keeps me fashtin’ for me sleep, whin I wants every taste I can get.” “All right, Mrs. Murphy, I'll put you downas a good Greeley man, and your name will appear in the newspapers.” “Oh! the divil fy away wud you! If you put’s my name in thim papers I'll pray that your wife’s hair may turn as red asa biled lobster,” T left MRS. MURPHY IN BETTER HUMOR than I found her, and took a drive of several miles through the demesne, the trees on which were of every color between light gold and russet. The views up and down and across the Hudson were finer, even, than in the Summer. The changed hues of the foliage made every hillside a bright, glowing picture, full of beauty and anima- tion. The Oatskills, outlining the horizon in a dull purple, were off to the rignt, and some other hilis to the left balanced accounts. William B. ought to be happy, and it isto be presumed he Is. A OHAT WITH FRANK KERNAN. At Rhinecliffe station I met Francis Kernan, who had come over from Kingston, where he spoke to an Ns oa oat meeting the previous night. King- ston is {éF county, where the Irish largely predominate. Kernan was in splendid condition, and was hopeful as a sailor boy. He me hé believed the cry of religion had very’ little weight in the canvass, He knew men (republicans) who had come and declared to him that as some people wanted to make it a religious contest ‘he should have their votes. He remem- bered a saying once about the democratic party, that they mever cared where & man went out of this world, so long as he behaved himself well while he was in it, He met fn Rondout a Methodist preacher, the same one, he thought, who preached a sermon the Sunday before, calling on his congregation to use every means in their power to defeat the Popish candidate. . In his travels he came across democrats to whom the republican committee had sent the circular, @ copy of which has already been published with a cross and some form of oath of allegiance to Rome, &c. If de- feated he would have no tears to shed. He had done his best, and the rest lay with his friends. DRAWING TO A CLOSE, Now that the contest is drawing toa close dog- matism isthe order of the day in every political discussion. The party lines are tightened, and he who is not with us at this the eleventh hour is against us, The clangor begins to die away. ‘To- morrow night we shall have the last of the pro- cessions in this county and in almost all the coun- ties west and south, Two days of rest will inter- vene—not rest from work, but rest from talk, and on the 6th of November, no matter who may be elected, we shall hear the voice of the turtle once more in the land. The speakers are drawing to- wards their homes. Horatio Seymour hae retired. Kernan will speak but twice again. Hoffman has Gelivered his broadsides and gone into dock, but not for repairs. PAT CORBETT, THE WOXDROUS, the echo of whose unapproachable voice may still be heard waking up the solemn stillness of the Catgkills and rousing Hendrik Hudson nightly from his slambers, has crossed the border into Jersey: Pat should have lived in the days of O'Connell Pat and O'Connell as @ team would have been beyond compare. Pat, by the sound of his voice alone, woula have secured the reveal of the Unton in a day. England would have been. glad to grant the concession. She might stand O'Connell, but she could not stand Pat, Out of the One hundred and odd orators om both sides in thie campaign, about fourteen, including Pat Corbett, were worth hearing; about two were worth publish- ing, and not one speech had enough of originairty to claim a place in a fourth claas school reader. APTER THE DELUGR—WHAT ? The country hotels and barroome will suffer by the cessation of this campaign. It was moncy te the landlord, and it farnished foo@ for taay talk to the loafers. The small, feeble country newspapers ‘Will also feel the distress. A lifts them as a heavy Sood lifts stray chips @ayed wood by the river bank above their no level. Tt brought a little money to them to, that was something to consider. A few Gayw re- main, and great is the suspense in this the espital f the State, The republicans hada big demonatra- tion on Wednesday night, and ademocratic captain of @ steamboat conveying a thousand men with torches to the ceélepration purposely ran her aground, which was very foolish and impolitic. Two can play at that game. Albany county will be closely contested by the republicans, but the demo- crats will probably carry it. A REMARKABLE DARKY AND A REMAREABLE In all my travels I came across but one member of Ham's extensive famity who announced himself Openly for Greeley. He was the sole and lazy pro- prietor ofa biacking box in the classic city of Rume. He might have come directly via Zanzibar by the last steamer from that part of Africa where Stanley found tame and Livingstone together. Looking into his face was like looking into a coal, hole at midnight without lamp or candie, When he opened his mouth you saw he belonged to the great haman family and had @ soul along with a fine net of teeth. His intelligence glistened in his teeth, and throwing beefsteak in. Mis way would be a very different thing from throwing pearls be- fore swine. I said to Him, “Sam, tell me the Nonest truth. ‘Who do you intend to vate for? Ooshe, now.” Sam, with enormous emphasis, sueh as lifting his tremendous feet up slternately and spinning his Dlacking box and brushes across the sidewalk, be- aide opening his mouth and dra\ back bebind his ears, replied, “Ger-eeley, by de gfeat Jehobah.” “But, Sam, don’t you know Gramt was the indi- Vidual who wen your freedom withthe sword?” “Oh, Grant!” and then he paused to give a prop- erly contemptuous curl to the Jeft wing of his mar- vellous nose. ‘I’se a free born African citizen, made liberalized froo de strumenticality ob de Forty-fort remendment, and 1 @’all jiss vote as de conscience o’ my God and de dndigations of my own contaminate intellecks pint. Dar’s where I stands, gah; and there Ileft Sam, striking his most im- posing attitude, while a crowd gathered to know what was the matter. The Contest in Erle County—A Contest Over tne Congressional Tieket. BUFFALO, Nov. 2, 1872. “The Lord tempers the wind to the shorm lamb,” and politicians take comfort accordingly. In this Dart of the State the mixed condition of affairs is not only understood, but exercises a potent effect. Desperate efforts are made on both sides, it is alleged, to influence voters. To- night the campaign in Erie county practically closes. It is the last hour ofthe great fight, A. M. Clapp, a gentleman from Erie county, who in his old age consents to suffer the pangs of illimitable party pain in this city of the Great Father, speaks here to-night, and with him are Lyman K, Bass, a young politician of limited experience, who wishes to jump into Congress, and Mr,.Albert Haight, a sage of twenty-eight, who is ambitious of being County Judge. In honor of the event a bonfire is blazing vefore the spouting place. The fight here is particularly bitter on the State ticket and Con- gressmen, William Williams, who has served @ term in Congress, is now backed by & large number of republicans and the whole of the democratic party. His chances are considered good. He is experi- enced and said to control a million of dollars. His ponent, it is said, has no means, The result in this county will be largely influenced by the fight between these gentlemen, Close calculations made here indicate that the figntin the county of Erie will be very close; but on both sides it is con- ceded that in the SS, of Buifalo Kernan will run ahead of Horace Gi y. ENGLISH RACING. The Middle Park Plate—Dead Heat Be- tween Kaiser and Surinam. Lonvon, Oct 20, 1872. The result ot the Middle Park Plate, founded by the late Mr. Blenkiron, the owner of the celebrated breeding stud, lately dispersed to Middle Park, near London, is always looked forward to with extreme interest for the reason that the betting on the Derby of next Summer, all through the Winter, depends mainly on it. There is a two-year-old race in. about a fortnight; the Criterion Stakes also run at Newmarket, which has almost equal influence; but the issues of these two contests will rule the betting on the two thousand guineas Derby for the next five months. The added money in the Middle Park Plate was for some years given by Mr. Blenkiron, and waa £1,000; but the Jockey Club, who subsequently took the reponsi- bility of his shoulders, reduced it to £500. The stake 18, however, still a valuable one, adding up in the aggregate as a rule to over £3,000, and as it is the ambition of most owners of horses to win it the best youngsters of the year are entered for it. On the last Middle Park Plate day rain fell in tor- rents, and a large portion of the vast heath was turned into a perfect quagmire by the hoofs of in- numerable horses and the wheels of countless car- Tiages. There was an excellent field, in point both of numbers and quality, all the best youngsters of the day going in the race. There are various pen- alties and allowances, which give the event the appearance ofa handicap. Thus Cantiniére, a mag- nificent filly, who has hitherto been invincible, but is, unfortunately, a confirmed “roarer,” put up 7 Ibs. extra for Gee 1,000 sovereigns in one race; Kaiser, who has long been first favorite for the Derby; Montargis, a leading faverite for the French Derby; Andred, a good pub- lic performer here; Flageolet, first favorite for the French Derby, and je Stuart, a filly of high ex- cellence, carried four pounds extra for having each won £500, Surinam, Evergreen, Hughenden, Cheveley, Chandos and The. Clyde were each al- Tow 8 Py neyer having won a race at all, Trempiet Rigid, Cooar yD) the Queen Elizabeth filly, and Amalie Van Edelre! Sh, of whom had won races, but. Of the £500, carried the regulation 1H oatR THe coits and 118 pounds for fillies. The course is the last six furlongs of the Cesaravitch track. 4 R. THE RACE, Some delay was caused hy the bolting of Chandos and the tousness of Cantinitre, but at last the signal was given and the flag fell to a good start. For a few strides the lot ran nearly in a straight line, and the first to show in advance was Mon- ee on the right, who had a slight lead of Chan- dos, the Queen Elizabeth bd and Surinam, who was lying on the left, and of Templar in the centre. The most prominent of the others were Kaiser, Cantinitre and let, and in abou @ couple of hundred ae Evergreen and Hughenden dropped quite unable to live the Coming out of the “dip,” in the two-year-old course, Paladin, Marie Stuart and Coeur de Lion improved their positon, while Templar, unable to keep his Place, fell away to the rear, On reaching the ‘‘Bushes’ it was plainly all over with the “roaring” Canti- ni¢re, whose chance was rendered worse by the long, thick grass, and who now rolled all over the course from sheer distress. Kaiser at the same time shot to the front, followed by Surinam and Montargis, the most conspicuous of the lot bein, Marie er the Queen Elizabeth and Pane inn while the remainder were now Widely scattered. Inthe Abingdon mile bottom Surinam was all interfered with by Montargis, who swervi the right to the centre of the course, and Kaiser Raancouty appeared to falter. The race, as Pe ame up the ascent for the finish lay eviaently n Raiser and Surinam, and the former, called on resolutely, obtained for @ stride or two a trifling lead. re colt, however, 81 led on with the most won- derful gameness, and, making his lost ground inch L 4 caught his uppowent, on the , the & dead heat, Montargis fifth, Chandos @ length behind them. Marie close = up; let Dy ix! yon Edelreich seventh, Cantinitre Net of the stake £3, Amelie eighth. or $16, ers of Ki and Surinam, instead of running off the dead heat, to divide the money, for which Surinam walked over, In the case of bets on either of the horses the odds are put ther and divided. Thus, if I in £1on rat three to one the three and the one are added and halved and I get £2, This was considered on the part of Kaiser 80 GREAT A PERFORMAN( seeing taps he was giving seven po to the win- ner, that six to one was tely taken on bum for next year’s Derby. LA DAME DE MASSABIELLE. Conclusion of the Lourdes Pilgrimage. A MFYIFRACLE. Deaf Hear and the Damb Speak. The Dumb Girl of Blois Cured in the Presence of Thousands of Pilgrims. iene SISTER ELIZABETH’S CHARITY. An Orphan Asylum To Be Built for the Desti- tute of Lourdes—The Return to Paris. Lovurprs, Oct. 11, 1872. ‘The programme given me by the aged father Proved most, useful in the course of the day and during the two which followed. It announced for that Sunday @ pontifical mass at ten and a sermon by one of ‘the bishops. This ceremony was to take place in the Prairie (a large meadow about as large the Ohanmp de Mare). At three in the afternoon the “Grande Manifestation de la France,” the blessing of the banners and the procession to the Spring. In the evening a procession of torchlight around the grotto. On ‘at @ighto’clock A. M., mass and com- at ten @ pontifical mass and sermon; at Yespera. and sermon by the Rev. Father , the appointed day of departure mass at seven A. M., thinkegiving and the rosary. Masses were #0 be celebrated all over the vu for those who could not stand in the the main celebrations. I must here add that Of these altars were planks of wood laid across two tubs, the whole being covered with dnowy White altar: cloths. At one of these humble @ltars the Bishop of Agen officiated and preached to 8 handfal of peasantry accidentally coming that way aathey descended from the mou ntains to sell their provisions. Soon after I had parted from the good father I turned to look at the magnificent church, which is almost completed and stands on an eminence above the grottoes of Massabielle. Itis reached by a winding path, and is of the richest architec- ture ; it occupies so elevated a position that it canbe seen for leagues around, Promising myself a great treat when I ghould visit the interior and the crypt below, I was just going to proceed on my way to the hospice,in search of Sister Elizabeth, when! saw that @ large concourse of the clergy were gathering on the terrace which fronts the new edifice, and they slowly descended the mountain side. I went back and discovered it was the procession of bishops and their ecclesiastics going to pontifical mass at the Prairie, The Orpheonistes of Toulouse, Tarbes and Lourdes accompanied them. First came the Arch- bishop of Auch, the Bishop of Lucon, the Bishop of Carcassoune, the Bishops of Mende, of Agen and of Montauban. A full band and fine choruses played and sang the principal parts of high mass, which was not over till mid-day, ard then breakfast was the principal excitement. Baskets of food were opened all over the place; coffee was boiled over camp fires made with bits ot wood picked up here and there; huge loaves of stale bread, cold legs of mutton and cakes oi chocolate were the chief in- gredients. 4 COT IN A CORNER, Iwended my way to the hospice, where outward decorations were completed. Sister Elizabeth was surrdunded by crowds of new-comers in distress, answering their questions in her quick way and satisfying everybody. On recognizing me she made @ sign that I was to follow, and she led me up fight of stairs, not stopping until we came toa dormitory containing numerous small cots, with inviting white calico curtains round each. “Now, my good pilgrim,” she said, “here's a spare corner that has been kept till this hour for a father of the Church, should such a holy man claim our hospitality; God has provided for them all elsewhere. A complete bed, this, you see, witha bolster, low and blankets, and it’s more than Many @ sinner deserves.” I confessed a (tae and acquiescence. “You are no! inch ?’ she asked. ‘You have come on some business here besides praying ?”’ owned I had come to find out as much about Bernadette as I could. “And you write in papers and books, I suppose 7” There was no way of escaping the experienced eye of Sister Elizabeth; her scrutiny was unerring, I therefore confessed to the charge, alleging in self-defence that I was not one of the radical press, nor one of the International. “But you write for Protestant countries 1" I bowed assent, feeling that my night's rest in the corner cot was greatly menaced by the turn of our conversation. “Hum |? went Sister Elizabeth, considering me from head to foot and hiding her tvo hands in the acious cuffs of her sleeves. “Well, you will tell e truth I dare say, nothing but the trath ¢”” I promised I would neither add to nor take from what truth I could asce: rtain, “Well, that's fair,” cried the Sister, ‘‘and there's | your corner. With this she departed, and after I had indulged in & view of the mountains from the hospice win- dow I hurried to the central place of Lourdes, where the delegates and banner carriers with their deputations were gathering. Among the members of the Legislative Assembly from Paris were MM. De Franciieu, Dumon, Chesrelong, De Belcastel, De Gavardu, De Bénévent, De Lagrange, Féligonde, Vimal, De Ressé; r, De Barran, Dufour, Boysse, De Saintenac, De 1a Bouilierie, and De Bonald. THE PROGRESS OF LOURDRS, While I was be Nea dil huge sandwich—bronght out from @ restaurant the hungry by a buxom maid in a capulet and short red petticoat—and also while drinking some miid claret from the neck of a quart bottle I taken care to secure to my- self as I came, picne, very talkative inhabitant of he 6f Lourdes gave me more information in jautes than any Northerner could have given ut in the period of an hour. He told me his athé, arid the time of his birth; that he had known Bernadette’s family for years, they pene neighbors; that Bernadette’s brother was @ professor now; that Bernadette’s sister was alive, and lived close to the hospice, where her mill could be heard clap- pering in the stream close by from morning to night; that the cities of Tarbes and Toulouse bit bd a Md ne bog oe beat Jet the inhabitants 0 Iptt jetermined that not one of the Worthen of rates or Toulouse should lay @ hand tothe building of the new church, He~ was a workman himself, and encoui the Lourdes quarrymen, the carvers, the sculptors, the bricklayers and all the corporations of slate, stone and brick associations to keep strangers out of so Figantic @ work as that of the edifice, even if they ad to spend nights over it; and the magnificent pile now rose up to the clouds without the help 0 outsiders. Did [ know that the statue of the Virgn all in marble, was twenty-eight metres 5 that it would soon be finished; that next’ year the completion of the edifice would be cele- brated such @ /féte as no mortal had ever yet beheld; that Bernadette was to leave her retirement for one im order to be the god- mother of the bells of Lourdes; that the new temple haa aiready cost 2,600,000 franca, (con: tributed by the people around and Catholics of all nations; that the Benedictine Sisters had bought land on which to build a convent close by; that eleven years there was not such a man as an architect in all the place, and now several had studied land measuring, could draw out plans and figure, as if they had been through the schools’ I ‘was not ¢: ‘ted to reply to any of my volubie in- formant’s queries, fortunately, and went on with his communications, while I did the same with my sandwich. 1 did not rhaps know, he 8 sted, that the Church had not taken’ possession of the Massabielle Rocks before the rt four years aiter Bernadette’s arst ar 1864, vision, and such @ bright day was the 4th of April of that year! The statue that now fills the orifice in which the apparition stood before the child was executed by Monsieur Fabish, am artist of Lyons, and then carried with great pompt to th followed by the different Con ih ghly J agsocia- tions and corporations of the country and environs, by the Sisters of Nevers (those who keep the hos- | pice are Sisters of Nevers), the Sisters of Saint Joseph, Sisters of Charity, all the religious orders of friars, men, women and children. He could Ps td as A. it Hy Vrbop me d ing buds openi an Bove an tne Winglug, and the golden lamp hung under the grotto, whence it has not since been removed, but still burns, replenished morn and night by the devout haqds of the Dominican fat ‘who live close by, and who are to Rave their convent of jonaries: Benedictine nuns, y satin tases THE PROCESSION OF PILGRIMS. It ts impossible to say how much more I should have heard if the procession of banners had not commenced to emerge from the pariah church of drove tl Se yay P > ee ay 1c 3 no et = a ite : eh Pp on woun Way down the road to the Grotto. It was just a mile long, and the arse banners entered Prairie beiore the last had left the parish church. Alsace and Lorraine had sent tm mourning. borne by girls in white, The people pressed forward when it passed to kiss the tassels that hung from it. The magnificent embroidery, painting and work in relief on these 285 banners cannot be surpassed. They were green, violet, white and blue. The Lille ner, me, Was outshone by ntes, rendered #0 heay and embroidery that six strong men could scarcely ria, Bordeaux, Mans, Castres, Rheims, Chartres, were in the second order of beauty cost, The sight can be imagined under a dazzling s! aor reaming ng ne ll came ing — Ax wai ne} wed by people classes, tinging the hymns of the day. ‘AN POSING CEREMONY. The banners collected in a vast circle round the altar at the further end of the prairie during ves- pers, after which the eight bishops blessed them, and, ata given signal, the 50,000 pil fell on their knees to receive the final benediction of the di , all the prelates stretching their hands out over the multitude, After this ceremony the ban- ners fell again into processional order and were carried up to the new tempie, If possible this was the most imposing sight of all, as the ascending paths wind in and out along the acclivity. There ‘was amoment when the prairie lay in a blaze of gold reflected from the banners by ‘the Lpoorwear d sin! sun, and not until the magnifi- cent orb had dipped behind the Pyrenean = did =the lust banner enter the asilic. Here another blaze of wax tapers lighted the edifice. One by one were the banners lowered, and without any great effort of imagina- i it was easy to compare them to those of vic- rious Cl lord 8ee! refuge after a goodly fight ina hallowed temple. The walls were soon covered, and after a short thanksgiving the gather- ing broke up. To the surprise of all the road back was already illuminated, and bonfires were burn- ing on the mountain summits, THB ILLUMINATION. Tn the kab 3 the pilgrims again assembled for the processton by toi ht to the Grotto, Thou- is Of wax tapers were sold and cut in small pieces for those who had not wherewith to buy a each bear- out of the the mountain paths, singing alms as they slowly advanced, It was ike an immense galaxy of waving light, and, seen from the valley, eos an indescribable effect. At midnight the illumination was over, and each sought rest. I do not say all did; for there were voluntary watchers in the Grotto, I tg threaded through the Capeencer the new temple in the dead of night to tind it full of pilgrims in braver. When sleep threatened to conquer good will they joined in dozens and walked up and down. Two processions of 100 ms im each left the crypt to walk around the Grotto, singing night prayers, The Sioriny morning saw the muititudes again gathered round the rocks of Massabielle, though a fearful deluge of rain had ushered in the day. A MIRACLE—THE DUMB SPEAK. While I was standing among the others I was eye-witness to one of the most extraordinary events it has been duty to record. Mass was. going on and dtse: people were roi carried to the pool formed, as I have already ex ljained, by the rush of the miraculous spring from the Grotto. Two girls in peasant costume pushed forward to get near the water. One was ost idiot-looking ; she was leaning on the arm of the other, who with dificulty tried to clear a for her afflicted companion. A gentleman by my side, perceiving it was her intention to make for the pool, spoke to her and asked what was the nature of the disease that her friend or sister was suffering from. “she is deaf and dumb,’’ replied the girl, “and we have come all the was from Blois to sée if she can’t be cured by Notre Dame de Lourdes, for she is an orphan.” The inantrer, touched with the speaker's sim- plicity, volunteered to clear a way for them, telling the leader to follow him. I stood some distance from the pool, and the pressure of people was so great that I got divided trom the Blois travellers, and did not see the deat and dumb orphan im- Mmersed, but some ten minutes after the above dialogue had been exchanged in my hearing a loud shout of joy arose in the crowded mase of behold- ers, and it was followed by & “Vive NOtre Dame de Lourdes!” that ran like wildfire through every ear and mouth present, to be echoed by the mountains around, I used all my strength to reach the pool and stood by the girl from Blois, whose deaf and dumb charge was no longer by her side. She was aspale as death. ‘“Waere is your friend?” [ asked. “They have carried her in the grotto to the bishop.’ “Why? “she is cured.” “Oured!’ A prelate then le his way up to our knot of eager questioners. “My chil il me what you have seen,” he asked kindly, ‘Monseigneur,” replied the poor girl, governing her emotion, “we came trom Blois yesterday to ask Notre Dame de Lourdes to cure my friend, and when we got to the pool I hetpea her put her head under as much water as | could pour over it and made her drink a giassful, She seemed to hear all at once, and good gentleman, who noticed she looked confused at some noise, unders' she was getting sounds in her ears, and, taking hold of her, said she was to say ‘after him the words he said; sna he said, ‘Vive Notre Dame de Lourdes!’ and my frtend repeated, ‘Vive Notre Dame de Lourdes,’ when prosnny all the people feanding pound us shouted out the same words, and m! lend was frightened, but the gentleman carried her in his aris away from me to the railings of the grotto, which the priests inside opened, and she is inside now. “It 8 a miracle,’’ said the prelate. The news had now spread all over the place. People came ruu! down all the paths to have a view of the girls. “Vive Notre Dame de Lourdes” ‘Was the universal shout. Others knelt ia silence. 1 pushed on to the railit and saw that the scared child was surrounded by fathers and priests. One of them said she could not understand the sense of what was spoken to her; but she could bring out the words told her, as@ parrot would, ‘This of course is a natural effect of deainess. To aver that the girl could talk would be a gross im- position, as, never having heard the human voice, she could no more understand it than a new-born babe; but the miracie of hearing and of utteri sounds had taken place forall that, Talking wi be acquired by habit. I will retrain from mention- ing anything I did not see, r miracles were reported by eye-witnesses that day at the pool; I will not mention them. Ican but certify that the incident as told above is as true as that lam relating it, and as that those who have fallen on this colamn are at this moment reading it. I was greatly moved, and looked up to the rocks of Massabielle with a Lagi akin to awe; and, thinking of these things, I returned to the hospice, where [ shut myself up in the dormitory to get through the beginning of this correspondence, There was no inducement to go out; the rain re- doubled and came down now pouring, swelling the streamlets on the slopes. around, BERNADETTE AND HER FAMILY. Ihad got through the best part of my ietter when Sister Elizabeth walked in, an some for ‘i con expressed @ wish to have with me. I was no less desirous, and put down my pen. After some eee introduction we came to the subject Ihad cautiously neared, that of Bernadette Souberous, and 1 gathered what fol- lows :— After her visions she became #0 great an object of curiosity that people came far and neer with ot- fers of protection for herself and farMly, which were all declined. John Souberous, her father, re- mained the poor miller he had always been, and died a poor miller, Louise Souberous, Bernadette’s mother, died on the 8th of December, 1866. Berna- dette herself had been adopted by the Sisters of the hospice and remained eight years under their roof, @ Was the gentlest and most amiable child, would never talk of her visions unless very much questioned, was fond of battiedore and shuttlecock. When the vill or strangers d to see her she would take either Sister Elizabeth’s arm or Sister Gilbert's and walk up-and down the entrance; then return to her sewing or play. When called in the parlor to speak to @ priest or visitors she would sit down on a chair nearest the door and answer every ques- tion precisely to the point, without adding a word not asked for, only, if any one present constructed her speech differently to what she had said, or if any one colored her narrative more giowingly, she would correct the speaker by saying, ‘I did not tell you that; I told you such and such a thing.” She took the veil at the Hospice of the Sisters of Nevers, and is known there under the name ot Marie Bernard. She is now twenty-five. She is Not beautiful in feature, but in ompression. Her look has a soft, melting attraction. She is a great sufferer, and is tri by cruel pains in her chest, which she bears ha | atiently, the Virgin told her she shoul happy in heaven, for much trouble here below. She a) to fear nothing so much as the noise of the outer world, and tends the sick with assiduity when not kept by personal suffering in her cell. She is in rance of everything going on at Lourdes and of the iigrimage; never hears nor asks about any- im has sat times out of number for her por- trait ‘out never cares to look at them when the sittings are over. A WORK OF CHARITY. In return for ali this information I asked Sister Elizabeth, what I could do for her hos; She said I should devote the sum I should paid for accommodation at any hotel to the funds bei! raised for an orphanage at Lourdes, whicl institution had not even a beginning, and that it was far more essential to do something for the abandoned children of the vil- lagé than contribute money to good works in less need. She was sorry to say that the little ones of Lourdes were going all wrong. and she predicted that the facility with which y sold chaplets and wax gt on the road would spread pms, them ‘a great love of and idle beggary. Shi ped St, Joseph would hear her: some day, and sen some one to gather the girls and boys out of the mountains, would they come to when Amert- can and En; travellers got in the way of coming to the temple with their k of money? Lourdes, which should bea would turn into the children wouldn’t work. Bab; e . i tothe ouré,” I advised. 5 i he foows it a8 we do.” «Ab, Boor, den Spesrved. “if & church that is to - } cost three million frances when completed Sette ball, in this place, money must be forta- for am asylum.” ” Sister Elizabeth, 6 are sent for the basilic and not for tho school. As soon as the curé has got a small sum together for the latter he means us to begin.” ADIEU TO LOURDES, Sister Elizabeth talked despondingly some time longer about the future generations at Lourdes, and was only stopped by being called down with her bunch Keys. It rained andI wrote. Tho following morning was to be the last at Lourdes. There was to be mass and a procession, I hurried to get @ look of Bernadette’s cottage, into which L gees admittance and was led into the room she ad lived in.with her mother, sister and father. It was adark dwelling indeed, with a slated floor and lighted only by a narrow window looking out Upon a barnyard, in and out of which pecked afew lean chickens with a mother hen. The three- table she had her meals upon is gone, ner bed likewise, but the place where it stood ig shown and 4 piece of the floor she walked on is given to visitors. There was just time to climb up to the hospice and take leave of Sister Elizabeth, be’ received from my hands and in the name of ie New YORK HERALD the first mite offered for hanage. “Got. go with it, yours and theirs,” ¢; aister with swimming eyes. Bib eocadbrit TI waved an adieu. but had not gone far when a in came running after me with—a pear She had en sent by Sister Elizabeth, who begged I would éat it on the way and think of the hospice orchard Idid so. Isuppose this meant I was to think coming Sabie, a8 the nuns talk in parables. | We were a picturesque sight at the station, all ) Bedecked with big chaplets, the curiosities of the intry. They are curiously carved, and the ads are as big as large marbles. The cars were all again taken by Storm, and when they moved avery one strained his eyes until he came to the last turn of the line above which rose the steeple of Lourdes. When it had quite disappeared, the priests commenced morning ya, and dividing the time between talking and singing, the Pilgrims at length reached Paris on Wednesday, the 8th of October. LITERARY CHIT-CHAT. THE Last Worps of Ludwig Feuerbach, the Ger man philosopher, who died on the 18th of Septem- ber, were :—‘Truth, oh truth !—where is it 1” ARCTIC REGIONS.—The sixty-seventh paper on the Geography and Exploration of the Polar Regions, by Dr. Petermann, about to be published in the Mitthetlungen, gives news of voyages made during this season down to September. Two Norwegian steamship fishing expéditions, planned to pene- trate the Siberian seas, have failed, through the obstruction of heavy ice and damage of the vessels, and both were compelled to return early in the Year; on the other hand, a scientific expedition from Norway next season is much spoken of at Tromsv, ‘REV. CHARLES T. BRooxs, whose ‘Faust’ is one of the best translations of that great work, will turn Leopold Schefer’s “World Priest” into English for Messrs Roberts Brothers. . MBs. GORDON, in her delightful memoir of her father, Christopher North, tells us how De Quincy while there would, after taking his opium, stretch himself at full length on @ rug before the fire, with a@couple of books under his head instead of a pil- low, and how he would ie in that position for hours in profound unconsciousness. MacaULaY’s conversation appears to have pare taken very much of the character of his writings. It had about it too much of that impetuous volu- bility that we find in the essays} there was too fhuch glittér, too much of the rhetoriclan abont it, to be at all times enjoyable. His great memory was overflowing with anecdotes, literary and biographical. He could repeat snatches of satirical poetry and old English ballads by the hour. BIBLIOMANTA is a hobby against which nothing can reasonably be said, The Bible hobby riders pride themselves on the possession of the “Breeches Bible,’ so-called because the dress of Adam and Eve after the fall was translated “breeches”? inatead of ‘aprons,’ the word that is used in the authorized and all other versions. Soms oF THE EARLY English Bibles, as Mr. Disraeli states, contain as many as six thousand errata, which were intentional, consisting of pas- sages interpolated and meanings forged for secta- rian purposes, sometimes to sanction the new creed of @ half-hatched sect and sometimes with the intention to destroy all Scriptural authority by the suppression or omission of texts, Justin McOarTHy’s “Modern Leaders” will con- tain numerous sketches of English and Continen- tal celebrities and will be published by Sheldon & Co. A Turrp VoLUME of the. “Oorrespondence oy Alexander Pope,” by the Rev. W. Elwin, which ia announced by Mr. Murray, will afford other revela- tions of literary life, which the editor does not scruple to comment upon bitterly enough, if we may judge from former volumes. It used to be a maxim that as no man is a hero to his valet so every man was a hero to his biographer, but Mr. Elwin seems to have, in Pope’s case, proved a notable exception to this rule. Dr. A. Dove, one of the collaborateurs in the “Life of Humboldt,” recently published, sums up the results arrived at by his biographers, He took @ serious interest in a variety of special studies, but before he had attained to real eminence in any one he always left it fora fresh pursuit. His “Kosmos,” though a marvellous compilation, was only begun alter his independent contributions to science had ceased. His reputation, therefore, was highest when he was doing least to deserve tt, but if he is regarded as a representative of the scientific culture of his age it will scarcely appear exaggerated, COLONEL STOFFEL, the famous French military critic, has not been dismissed from the army by President Thiers, but only informed that he must: Tesign his commission or otherwise desist frem publishing the new work on the war between France and Germany which he has in press. Proressor CARL VoaT, the Swiss naturalist and philosopher, has definitely resolved to visit tne United States next Spring. HAWTHORNE, it is said, would never speak of any of his literary creations until it was finished, thus reversing the habit of most literary incubators, which ia to cackle loudly long before their egg is laid. Rev. 0. B, FROTHINGHAM’S new work, “The Reli- gion of Humanity,’’ will shortly be brought out by D. G. Francis, of this city. NEW YORK CITY. The police arrested 1,759 persons in the city last week. Marshal Hart received $1,745 75 for licenses last week, 'The“were twenty-seven fires in this city last week, causing a loss of $18,410. Sixty-one complaints were made last week of the violation of corporation ordinances, There were 478 deaths, 41 still births, 219 mar. riages and 483 births in the city last week. The subscriptions sent to the Societé Alsactenne Lorratne since the meeting last week at Demoni~ vos amount to $2,000, Patrick Carroll, of 105 Charles street, fell throng hatchway in a stable in Charles street yesterday! and was severely injured. Daniel Altman, of 180 Seventh street, fell throng the hatchway of the steamer Erie at bi 43 North River yesterday and was dangerously injared. q ——— An unknown woman was found in Rivingtom, street yesterday by the police in an insensible con- dition and bleed! fusely from @ cut on the head. She was ment Po iellevae Hospital. James Donahue, Suprintendant of the Free Labor Burean, Nos, 6 and 10 Clinton place, makes the fol- lowing report of business for the week* ending November 2:—Applications for pp rriee rie 11,0605, here were 206 males 853 females. Male help required: 157; female, 848. Situations procured for 193 males and 733 females. Whole: number of situations procured for the week, 865, Detective McDougal arrested James Murray, alias: James Milan, yesterday afternoon, in street, for picking pockets while the fire was raging: ft No, 37 in that street. Murray was in the act of flinging away the pocketbook that his companiom had stolen and rifled when the detective upon him, Murray was arrested about eigne months ago in a Broadway byt store for same offence. He was sent on the island for three ork on the a or ast Tuy captain. ving fe tains the pocketbook until the owuer can be 1ound to prosecute the prisoners