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V WANTED TO GET R1AR1UED. fTlif following Impromptu Hnpa were addressed o a lerfrjnian of this city xome days Rince. Their meaning will probably be plain to most readers : Though we never have met with each other And your church I did never attend, Still I claim yon Wi God at a brother, And shall call yon " My dear Chriat'an friend." Thus to yonr revc rence I send thiB effusion. By one who ia friendly to me ; 1W it will cause no confusion. When lis oeued and money yon Bee. I know it ia but a small offer For the service I now ask of you ; Cut it equaled one-fifth in my coffer, So please not the tender eschew. "When yon enter it down in your docket. Please not at it minuteness scoff. For if you never have Irs in yonr pocket You will always be M well enough off., 1 have lived many years in eonrnston. Enjoying (?) sinffle-wretchednean life; lint now I have come to the conclusion To take to my bosom a wife. 1 have found one at last that will suit me, And I look now upon her with pride; I ho some tixi marksman will shoot me If I don't want to make her my bride. I asked her nm night if " she'd have me 7" She Ix ked np and sweetly did smile, And -this is the answer she made me, Y. s. dariuiK, if you'll Watt jnst a whiie." The time lias lieen patiently Wait-rti As on time s wings it Kwi'ftly did glide, And ' now then" I want to be mated. And take this young maid as my bride. hope uott'B not Waitr, neither tarrv, Nr think of this scrap as a pun. But come with intfntUms to many," And make Alice. Waite and me one. I want the knot tied as it should be .Vet tied With a blemish or flaw J But so lawyers who tronblcrs would be fan not loose it by flaws in the law. i Then we'll langb. at the wind and the weather, And will scoff at the storm and the blast We will bless God. and love him together, And a " havou of rest" reach at last, Where the weary can rest without tronkle. And none need be fearful of death ; Where a lifetime is merelv a bubble, That would perish and be gone at a breath. And now if I never more meet you, While we sojourn in this blessed land : I am in hopes 1 iu Heaven may greet yon. Midst the throng seated near God's'right hand. Detroit Tributu. THE MIXER'S REVENGE. A SUetcli of Early Times In California. The sketch which I give you, dear readers, is fl tine one, the main features of which will be recognized as more than a " mere coinage of the brain " by thou sands of persons now residing in Cali fornia. Of the death of Frederick Boe at the hands of the populace of Sacra mento in the spring of 1851, the reasons of it, the reader is still remindful, for it was one of the most determined out bursts of popular indignation and ven geance which any single individual had, "by his crimes, brought down upon him self, since California had become an American possession ; nor has it scarce ly been equaled since. The first time I eversawBoewasinthe fall of 1850. I was traveling through Bidwell's Bar, a village of considerable note on the Feather river, when I no ticed a large crowd of persons collected at the upper end of the town, assembled for the purpose of administering fifty lashes to an individual in whose posses sion had been found a couple of gold coins winch had been identified as be longing to another person. In addition to that punishment, the popular verdict was that his head should be shaved, and two hours given him to take his final leave of that section of the coun try. The man was a perfect stranger to the village, having taken up his resi dence at that place but two days pre vious, and the fact that his accuser was a gambler, and that it was at the insti gation of that peculiar class that he was being punished, aroused a suspicion in my mind of the justice of his sentence, which was much strengthened by the at, honest and open bearing of the man, Bp' and the earnest candor with which he avowed his innocence. Walsworth, and from ments I soon became the matter stood thus : uis name was different state convinced that That morning Walsworth was standing in a gambling- house watching a game of monte, when Roe, who was engaged in betting against it with no success, managed to take from the table, while in the act of "cutting" the cards, two Bolivian ounce-pieces, upon which had been scratched, for some reason, a peculiar mark. These he handed to Walsworth, telling him to bet them for him, merely to change his luck. Knowing but little about the game, he at first refused, but, upon being pressed, he took the coins and threw one upon the table. The piece was recognized by the dealer, who asked Walsworth how he came by it. The victim informed him that it had been given him to try his luck with, and pointed to Roe, who was standing at the other side of the room, as the man from whom he had obtained them. Boe was called for, but, seeing how matters were, denied that he had given it to the man, or that he had ever seen him before. Walsworth was in stantly searched, and the other piece was found in his pocket, which he, of course, accounted for in the same man ner as the first, but which Boe again denied. Circumstances were against Walsworth, for it was certainly consid ered a singular transaction for a man to trust his money in the hands of a stranger, and Boe was well known on the Bar. and the other was not : the word of the former was taken in pref erence, and the latter, after a hasty trial, was sentenced to the punishment he was receiving on my arrival. Owing to the number of persons surrounding him, I was unable to get a signt of him until he had received his sentence in full, and was on his way down the river, after making an unsuccessful cearch through the town for Boe. He left an open note for him, however, which was read by myself and several others pre vious to its reaching its destination, which read, as near as I can recollect, thus : mb. Roe Bbr - Through your villainy I have Buffered a humiliating disgrace a dis honor which will render my life one of misery to its latest hour. I am innocent, as you well know aBd had not my time been limited to two abort hours, your dying breath should have acknowledged it ere another hour. I shall now live but for one thing revenge. Go where von may. my eyes shall be upon you and, so sure as there is a God above, my satisfaction shall, in less than one year, be compete and dreadful. ' Jacob Walsworth. The next time I saw Boe was upon the occasion and at the time mentioned in the beginning of this sketch. He was then a French monte-dealer, and carried on bis operation as such in a disrepu table den on the corner of Front and J streets in Sacramento City. On the morning of the day of bis death he drank pretty freely, and being very irritable when under the influence of liquor, he ordered from the table a miner who had made remarks to a by stander in relation to the honesty of the game The miner refused and a rough and tumble fight in front of the house was the consequence. A teamster at tempted to separate them, when Boe pulled a revolver from his belt and shot him, causing a wound which proved fatal two days after. Boe was arrested and lodged in the station-house, then located in the basement of a brick building on the corner of Second and J streets. Thimble-riggers and French monte sharps were getting into bad odor and as soon as the circumstances of the murderous attempt became known or rather as soon as it was noised about the streets that such a deed had been perpetrated by a gambler npon an "honest, hard-working man," a crowd commenced gathering in front of the station-house, which in half au hour swelled to the number of some two hun dred person's. Up to this time but lit tle excitement had been manifested by the assemblage, and I have no reason to believe that the thought of lynching him had been entertained or even sug gested by a single individual present ; they had collected from motives of cu riosity a desire " to learn the particu lars," and nothing more. At tin's mo ment the startling cry of " Hang him ! hang the murderer !" burst from a single throat in the crowd, but the tofJfc in which it was uttered was so loud, firm and decisive, that all eyes were instant ly turned upon the speaker, who was a man of perhaps forty years of age, with a stout, well-formed 'person, and a long, heavy beard which covered his face to his eyen. He was a stranger to those present, but his intelligent-looking face and the garb of a miner, in which he was clothed, entitled him to some re spect, and as he slowly mounted an empty merchandise box not a word escaped from the crowd. He removed his hat, and, turning, pointed toward the prison, and addressed the gather ing: " In that prison," he said, " is a mur derer, a thief, and gambler. He has murdered a peaceable citizen before your eyes, and is now waiting for his money to buy his release, and to stalk forth again in your midst with the blood of his victim upon his hards ! There is no such thing as law in Cali fornia for the punishment of such vil lains except it be administered directlv by the people. I say, bring him out and hang him as high as Haman. Who says yes to it ?" The miner descended from his ros trum, but not until he had fired the train. His words had the desired effect, and a hundred voices took up the savage shout, and "Hang him ! hang him !" re sounded through the assemblage, which was rapidly increasing in numbers as well as violence, until the streets ad joining the prison were densely crowd ed. Shouts of vengeance and defiance of law now went up from every quarter, striking terror to the heart of the ironed culprit as he heard his sentence pro nounced bv the excited mob without. The whole police force of the city was stationed around the door of the prison and the Mayor vainly resorted to alter nate threats and promises to desperse the crowd. The only answers were groans and hisses, mingled with cries of " Break the door down ! "Brine a rojje !" "Hang the mur derer 1" The miner who had ignited the flame, satisfied with his work, trithdrew from the crowd, and with his arms folded, silently awaited the result. ihe streets near the prison now be came a soliil mass of human beings ; saloons, hotels and restaurants were de serted, and clerks, waiters and proprie tors joined the excited mob and lent their voices to the general cry. At length a demonstration was made to ward the prison door. upon a balcony overlooking it appeared the Mayor of the city, who arrested the movement by again asking to be heard. He appealed to them as good citizens to disperse pledging himself that the murderer should not escape, but be tried, and if found guilty, hung. Citizens did the same, but nothing could shake the de termination of their auditors ; the cry of "Down with him," and groans and hisses and insults, now greeted all who spoke in favor of the prisoner. Five o'clock came; the crowd was still congregated in threatening num bers around the prison ; hour after kour had been consumed in listening to speeches and suggestions, which had been received by groans, or shouts of approval, according to their character. The mob were getting impatient, and in a few minutes more would have forced the door of the prison, when a proposal was made which received the almost unanimous approval of the as semblage. It was, that a jury of twelve men be selected, that witnesses should be ex amined, and that the prisoner should be tried and a verdict pronounced within two hours. The jury was selected, who repaired to the Orleans Hotel, and the trial was commenced. The evidence was conclusive of the guilt of the pris oner there could be but one opinion. Yet for hour after hour the announce ment of the verdict was withheld by the jury, in hope of the dispersion of the crowd as the evening advanced. Eleven o'clock drew near, and still no diminu tion of the number could be observed. A great portion of them were collected around the Orleans, and the cry of " Verdict ! V erdict ! Give us the ver diet !" now greeted the ears of the jurors, who, seeing the ustlessness of longer deferring the announcement of their decision, came forward, and from the balcony of that hotel pronounced the verdict of guilty upon the prisoner, which was received with a shout of tri umph by the crowd. A rush for the prison was made ; long lines of armed police were stationed on each side of the door, as well as inside the prison, who had orders to shoot down the first man who attempted to lorce an entrance. This, for a moment, seemed to check the infuriated mob as they gathered round the door, appar ently waiting for some one to take the lead. But it was only for a moment that they quailed before the determined front of the police, for the next, the bearded miner who had first applied the match to the train whose flames were now about to devour the prisoner, stepped boldly to the door, and was followed by a score of strong arms bear ing a huge beam to be used as a batter ing-ram in breaking through the wall which divided them from their victim. The hands of the officers were on their weapons, but the miner stood unterri fied in their midst, and calmly informed them that to draw one drop of blood at that moment would be to bring upon themselves a punishment as dire as that which no earthly power could prevent the prisoner from receiving. The crowd indorsed the speaker with a most ter nfic yell the ponderous beam was brought against the door with a crash that shook the building to its very cen ter the police gave way and the next moment the frenzied mob stood in the presence of their victim, who, paralyzed with fear, lay prostrate in ms cnains. The irons were filed and broken from hiB limbs, and an escort, followed by the whole immense assemblage, bore him in triumph to a large oak near the corner of K and Seventh streets, be neath a sturdy branch of which he was guarded while the preparations for bis execution were prugrcooiuts. The night was intensely dark, not a solitary star looking down upon the prisoner to cheer him with a smile for the future, and the frown of Him who hut said. "Vengeance is mine, and will repay," seemed to hang in the black and lowering clouds which hov ered over that solemn scene. Torches were lighted, which cast their dim glare into the pale features oi me prisoner, disclosing to him the determined faces of his executioners, and the vast con course oi spectators which surrounded him on every side. A rope was at length procured, the knot adjusted over the neck of the culprit, the rope passed around the limb above, when ho was asked if he had any requests to make or anything to say. He replied in the negative, and when questioned concern ing his nativity and relatives, he had strength only to answer that he was a native of England, where his mother was then residing. "Now comes my turn!" cried the bearded miner. The order to "haul away" was given; a dozen men gave a pull upon the rope, and the corpse of Frederick Boe hung dangling between the heavens and the earth ! I will not describe that scene, al though it was the most solemn and im pressive I have ever beheld ; my inten tion is to show whether Jacob Wals worth fulfilled his oath, which I think he did, to the very letter, for the miner and Jacob Walsworth were one. Golden Era. And Still Another. It is only requsite for a young man with curly hair, black and shiny, mus tache of the same hue, and pleasing ad dress to exert a fair amount of cheek to pass for a distinguished personage at our fashionable watering-places. Wit ness the career of Joseph Bates, waiter, and former inmate of the penitentiary. Mr. Joseph Bates met at Newport a re tired ship-chandler named Bryne, with half a million. Mr. Bryne had three daughters, the youngest, of course, a lovely being, the idol of an admiring circle of friends. Mr. Joe Bates was Augustus Beekman, who owned half the town of Flushing and several thousand lots in various parts of New York and Brooklyn, not to mention a bank ac count of hundreds of thousands. Mr. Bryne allowed an intimacy to spring up between his youngest and Augustus Beekman, alias Joe Bates, waiter, and ex-penitentiary birds, lent him money, and encouraged him before the truth dawned upon him. When it did he warned his daughter. But the maiden was incredulous. She consented to a private marriage with Augustus, which took place at Williamsburg, the Bev. William Reaper officiating. The girl returned to her parent, but the marriage could not long remain concealed. A suit for divorce has been brought on the ground of fraud. It appears that Mr. Bates had hired a friend from the restaurant to play parson for him, and that the girl was doubly deceived by the scoundrel. It is probable that she will fail in her suit, as the laws of the State do not require the solemnization of a marriage by a clergyman. It is little less than wonderful that this oft repeated swindle should avail after so many exposures, i5ut there is no re sisting the charms of a glossy head and dyed mustache at Newport. Sympathy with the lovely victim must give place to the less agreeable feeling of pity. An Impostor Detected. Freeport, 111., has had a claimant, and the claim he made was quite new and peculiar. Years ago probably fif teen Alvah Gaylord married a good young woman in Stephenson county. After the birth of his second child Al vah wandered away and was heard of no more. Mrs. Gaylord brought up her little family in respectability, and be came known as the Widow Gaylord. Ten years after, a bronzed and deeply whiskered man called upon the widow one evening, and told her teat he was sorry lie had ran away, Out had now come back to live with her and his chil dren the remainder of his days. At first she was incredulous, but he showed her certain mark? on his body which con vinced4 the woman that he was none other than her long lost husband. She had now found him, and his children clung to his knees, and the whole fam ily took him to their hearts and home. So they lived in peace and happiness for a time. Now, a brother of Gaylord was never convinced that this big whis kered man was his long lost brother. The strawberry mark did notfsatisfy him, and he kept his eyes npon Mrs. Gaylord s new found husband. At length the claimant sold the family cow and pig and acted otherwise suspicious ly. The brother had him arrested ; his claim was audited and found fraudulent. He also had a good deal of counterfeit money about him and forged bonds in profusion. His claim was examined before a court, and his name was ascer tained to be John Travers, who had sailed into the affections of the Widow Gaylord under false colors. The widow is in a very unsettled condition again, and is almost sorry that the court in terfered just when she was beginning to feel at home with her husband. John Travers, the claimant of Alvah Gay lord's wife and children, and cow and pig, and all that was his, has been sen tenced to a three years residence m the Illinois penitentiary. Early Cultivation of the Oyster. For a creature of such lowly rank in the scale of animate being, it is wonder ful what a literature attaches to the oyster. Through the roll of ages it has been a factor of prime importance in the convivial instincts, the moralities, and the industries of men. It has hon orable mention in classic song and story. When imperial Borne had her many million populace, and her almost fabu lous wealth, the oyster figured promi nently in the more than lavish luxury of that extravagant city. Do our oyster growers know how ancient their calling is ? About 2,400 years ago one Sergius Orata, a man of a practical mind, turn ed Lake Avernns into an oyster bed ; and through the culture of this bivalve the Lucrin oysters, as they were called, became in reputation the "saddle rocks " of Borne. And what a splendid market he had I His practical genius carried the new industry of oyster planting to great perfection ; and such was his reputation in that line that the Romans had a saying that, should the oysters stop growing in Lucrin Lake, Sergius would make them grow on the tops of the houses. Avernus has at last succumbed to the mutations of time, and is to-day a miserable hole of vol canic mud. It now offers a good op portunity to test the great man's abili ties ; but Sergius Orata himself " dried up " some time ago. Popular Science Monthly, On an average there are 769 mar riages per week in Paris, and about eighty-five separations. Among the former occur some curious coincidences, which, to be appreciated, may be thus translated : Mile. Death is united to M. Departed ; M. Drum to Mile. Trumpet ; Mile. Gaiter to M. Pantaloon, and M. Boaster to Mile. Boiler. The statistical editor of the Times, Grand Island, Neb., says : 90,000,000, 000,000,000,000, 000, 000,000,000,000,000 grasshoppers, at least, passed over here yesterday. There might have been a few more or less, as we did not count them very closely. All Sorts. Canon law Touch and go. The receipts of all England's railways are 5 millions per week. There are about half a million Scan dinavians in the United States. Low language is a good enough argu ment for the man who uses it. There is no accounting for it, but four women out of five stick the postage stamp on the left-hand corner of the en. velope. The Church of England now has im that country 12,200 benefices, 11,000 parsonages, 20,691 clergymen, and 58,000 curates. Tite British railroad companies are required, under a penalty of jE20 for each omission, to report every case of accident. California now holds the Yosemite valley in trust for the nation, and has paid 855,000 to settle the pre-emption claims of the persons who colonized there. Pennsylvania has 195 blast furnaces, 130 rolling mills, 16 rail mills, 18 steel works' and 21 bloomaries. All the other States put together do not contain so many. Eastern papers ridicule Western names, but they have not yet heard of Sardine Muzzy, a farmer in Dane coun ty, Wis., and a prominent member of Marshal Grange, No. 21. Notice has been given of a new Rus sian loan. This has been an annual event since 1869, inclusive. The total of the Russian loan now amounts to 150,000,000. The total cost of the 1,500 miles of railroad in Vermont has been nearly 850,000,000 and the Bailroad Commis sioner of the State thinks it should no longer be exempt, as it now is, from taxation. The Meteorological Committee of the Royal Society report that in 1873 a fraction over seventy-nine out of every hundred of the English weather warn ings were correct forecasts of the weather which actually ensued. A cook on a Detroit tugboat, having fallen heir to $20,000, instead of imme diately leaving, gave her employer a full week's notice of her contemplated departure. Rebecca Stohn is a woman of principle if she did work on a tug boat. While the clergy of the United States annually cost 812,000,000, intoxi cating drinks.it is said, cost 1, 437,000, 000 ; and there are 100,000 more per sons engaged in the liquor business than in preaching the gospel and teaching school. In photographing the sun, the intens ity of the light renders it necessary that the exposure of the plate should be extremely brief ; and we learn from a lecture by Prof. S. P. Langley that the time usually occupied is only l-150th of a second. The cage-birds of the United States consume about 175,000 bushels of seed in a year, of which more than two-thirds is canary seed, the rest being hemp seed, rapeseed, millet, cracked wheat, etc., to the value of more than 2,000.000 annually. The Shah of Persia, during his recent European trip, it appears, kept a diary, which has been published. It is re ported to be a very dull, stupid book, full of trivialities, endless in its expres sions of wonder at everything, and thor oughly uninteresting, as have been all books of royal birth. There is only one piece of information in the book which is new, and this is verv startling, rne Shah says: "The people of London think very much of their police ; any one who shows disrespect to the police must be killed." The Food of Primitive Man. In the present state of research, the earliest authentic traces of man on earth go no further back than the age of ice, so-called, and the accompany ing or sub sequent formation of the diluvium or drift. The relics of man, dating from an earlier epoch, the upper Miocene formation, that is, the middle of the Tertiary group, which are said to have been found in r ranee, are at least very questionable. But there have been preserved for us in cavern remains, dat ing from the Ice Age. which tell us of the food used by man in those times Man then inhabited Central Europe in company with the reindeer, cave-bear and the mammoth. He was exclusively a hunter and fisher, as is shown by the bones of animaln found in his cave dwellings. The Miocene epoch, which abounded in arboreal vegetation, had disappeared during the long period of the subsequent Pliocene formations, the climate of Central Europe, meanwhile, having gradually become colder. Na ture supplied no fruit for the food of man. What food he got by hunting and fishing was precarious, and there were intervals of famine ; for fortune does not always smile on the hunter, and the beasts of the forest are not al ways equally numerous. The food, too, was uniform, and not altogether adapt ed for man, for the flesh of wild animals lacks fat. The man of those times had not enough of the heat producers in his food, and that he felt this want we learn from his taste for the marrow of bones. All the long bones of animals that are found in cave-dwellings are cracked open lengthwise, in order to get out the marrow. Now, this insuffi cient, uniform food has its counterpart, in the low grade of culture which then Srevailed, as evidenced by the mode of fe, the weapons, and the tools. Man then lived isolated, without social or ganization ; he dwelt in caverns, and his only protection against cold was the skins of animals and the fire on the hearth. His tools were of stone, un polished, unadorned; so rudely fash ioned that only the eye of the connois seur can recognize in them man's handi work. Pop. Science Monthly. Bird Ghosts. Birds have a great fear of death. In illustration of this, Madame Buist, in her new book on birds, relates the fol lowing : A hen canary belonging to the author died while nesting, and was buried. The surviving mate was re moved to another cage ; the breeding cage itself was thoroughly punned, cleansed, and put aside till the follow ing spring. Never afterward, however, could anv bird endure to be in that cage. The little creatures fought and struggled to get out, and, if obliged to remain, they huddled close together and moned and were thoroughly un happy, refusing to be comforted by any amount of sunshine or dainty food. The experiment was tried of introducing for eign birds, who were not even in the house when the canary died, nor could. by any possibility, have heard of her through other canaries. The result was the same; no bird would live in that cage. The cage was haunted, and the author was obliged to desist from all further attempts to coax or force a bird to stay in it. Home Journal. A Stone with a History. Moncure D. Conway, writing enter tainingly of the Congress of Orientolo gists lately convened in the British Museum, says: "Prof. Newton, the greatest living master of Greek antiqui ties, once related to me personally the recent story of one of the inscribed stones which to-day the Congress ex amined only with reference to its arch aeological value. This stone was once in a Latin church, afterwards in a Greek church, and ultimately found its way into a mosque at Bhodes. But there was also a gunpowder-magazine under the said mosque, and immedi ately under this stone. One day the powder-magazine exploded, the mosque was blown to fragments, and 250 persons killed. No one has ever been able to explain the cause of this catastrophe, which occurred in the year 1856. The Rhodeans related that an earthquake had just occurred and left a cleft in the stone-work of the powder-magazine, and that this earthquake was immediately followed by a thunder-storm which sent a bolt of lightning through the said cleft into the powder. Whatever may have been the origin of the catastrophe, a dreadful one it was. The authorities of the place, possib' y for fear of some further calamity, refused even to dig out the bodies of those who had been buried amid the ruins, but the English Consul begged permission to do so. Of the 250 or thereabout who had been in or near the magazine at the time, only one was found to be alive. This was a very fair young Turkish girl who had been married on the preceding day. Her husband was almost dead with grief, and when the news came that his bride had been saved alive froin the ruins, he hastened to kiss the feet of the English Consul who had rescued her. but no sooner had the British diplo matist done his work thus gallantly than the British savant was close after him. Out of the debris he collected a large nunber of inscribed fragments of stone. These found their way into the hands of Prof. Newton, who put to gether the stone bit by bit, until, ce mented, it stood a good square block, five or six feet high, and completely covered with inscriptions in Greek. The writing indicates that it was a memorial raised in the time of Demetrius Polyc- rates, the first King of Macedonia, whose head appears on coins, and that it was raised in honor of certain persons who had come forward with aid and contributions in a sudden emergency or time of public need. It is rather odd that the memorial of honor to certain eminent benefactors should have fallen as a treasure into English hands be cause of an English Consul's stepping forward at a moment of catastrophe to do a generous thing which others neg lected." Through Japan. A correspondent of the Boston Tran script, writing of a tour through Japan, says : " We passed through little vil lages with thatch-roofed cottages, cot tages guiltless of such an innovation as chimneys. Looking in through the open-paneled doors I could see them cooking their rice on little round stone boxes called ' hibachi. ' The smoke growing thinner and thinner as it hid in the corners of the airy kitchen, came out imperceptibly through the broad, open doors. Now and then I saw a wom an at an old-fashioned spinning-wheel, and one or two weaving J apanese cloth. Darkness shut in over the pretty land scape, and our stopping place for the night was yet in the distance. Our jinrikisha men lighted their Japanese lanterns and merrily started off at a rapid rate. A half-hour's travel, by faith rather than sight, and we stopped at a Japanese hotel in Fujisawa. The hostess met us with many salaams of welcome, and we climbed a steep pair of stairs to our room. It was matted nothing else in it. The sliding doors opened into a little court-yard, where, in the morning, we discovered one or two dwarf trees and a pond with fish in it ; but at night it seemed only an avenue through which came up to us all inconceivable odors of Jananese cooking. The next morning the rain was pouring in torrents, a genuine supplement to the rainy season. After breakfast we again started on our journey. The rain stopped for a while, but fell in showers through the day. As we rode the county became more picturesque. We saw huge trees and trunks of trees with ivy and wild grapevines clambering over them. The country, if possible, reached off into greener hills and green er valleys than before, a beautiful country, a goodly heritage, no barren spots, everything green and fresh , but on the acres and acres of pasture land no cattle were feeding, no flocks or herds of any kind. Bice was growing in the valleys, but the hill turf land seemed unused. Everywhere there were fresh mountain springs, and all around us tokens of a rich country but a poor people. Eggs, rice, and fish are the only food for the people. There were half -clothed children making mud pies in the streets of the villages, every where men standing idle. Asking them why, the answer would, doubtless, have been that of the good book of old, be cause no man hath hired us.' " " Everybody's Aunt." And there is a mother in Israel, cush ioned as to her chin, and a face as pleasant and hospitable as an open fire on Thanksgiving day. At $100 a pound and nothing could be cheaper she would De worth 820,000, for she weighs two hundred. Her hat isa"bunnet." It shoots out a little in front, like a young scoop-shovel. It curls up a lit tle behind, like a young wren. She wears about as many hoops as a stone jar. isut she indulges iu a petticoat or two, " gethered, as she will tell you, at the top, and puckered with the pull of a string, as they used to wind a clock. A cape without fringe or adornment has fallen upon her like the mantle of the prophet, and envelopes her shoulders and her arms even to the elbows. If it were a little peaked and scolloped, it would be a Vandyke ; but it is as un mistakably a cape as the cape of Good Hope. Her hands are in mitts, a flimsy suggestion of gloves without any fin gers. She never dyed her hair. She would about as soon die herself. That face of hers beams with good ness and good-will. You want her to be your aunt, as she cannot be your mother. You would be glad to sit by her kitchen fire and hear her talk, and she would be precisely as glad to have you. Her easy cushiony way of walk ing suggests a gentle old chaise with the top up. She is enjoying every minute of the time. She is a Methodist of the old school, and she needs no assurance from yon that she will go to heaven She has it from better authority. Let- . j. . r . ter jrom a xjamp-meexxng. Kkjcaxns of the mastodon of the Andes have recently been unearthed in Venezuela, near the village of San Juan oe ios morros. xne inhabitants look npon them as the bones of giants who uvea pei ore we nooa. How Cod Liver Oil is Made. Very few of the hard drinkers of cod liver oil know how it is manufactured. But a correspondent of the New York Tribune has examined a distillery for the same at St. John's, Newfoundland, and makes the following statement as to the manufacture of the oleaginous nectar : During one of our rambles on shore we inspected a cod liver oil distillery, and the mode of manufacture is so sim ple and interesting that I venture to in sert a description of it for the benefit of consumers of the beverage. The livers are first washed with fresh water, and great care is taken to cleanse them of all traces of gall, the gall not only discoloring the oil but giving it a dis agreeable, bitter taste. They are then placed in a vat and heated by steam from a boiler under neath to a temperature of 112 deg. Fah., which raises the exuded oil to the sur face, whence it is skimmed off carefully. It is then filtered three times ; first through three bags, placed one within the other, the inner one made of flannel, and the two outer ones of muslin ; then through three others similarly placed, one inside the other, but made of stuff resembling Canton flannel ; from these last bags it drips into a large tin trough, and is drawn off into puncheons through a faucet, over ' the mouth of which is placed a screen of the finest muslin, which excludes every trace of sediment and dirt. It is then ready for the market, and in calor and general appearance closely resembles Sauteme wine. Our polite but fishy host pressed me to drink a glass of it, but I declined with all the politeness I could command. He evi dently looked npon my refusal to drink as a slight upon his oil, and brought every argument in his power to bear to induce me to alter my decision. At last he was successful, for, after inform ing me that out of the same glass offered to us, and standing on the same spot, the Prince of Wales and the Duke of Newcastle had drank of it, I could haidly refuse. I found its flavor not unpalatable, but it was almost tasteless, with barely a vestige of the nauseating, rancid odor of the "Pure Cod Liver Oil" sold in New York drug stores. From being extracted at a low temperature it is said not to retain its purity longer than fif teen months, after which period it is mixed with ingredients to preserve its taste, or rather to prevent its rancid flavor from becoming too apparent. Dangers of the Deep. There is considerable attention at tracted in marine interests and among ship-ewners in New York by the recent remarkable discovery by Capt. .Picasso. of the bark Terresa, of a dangerous rock in the Atlantic ocean. The mystery of the President, City of Boston, Pacific, United Kingdom, and many other noble vessels which have been lost without leaving behind them the slightest trace of their fate, has at length received solu tion in the report of Capt. Picasso. The rock is located in latitude 40 north, and longitude 62 west. Though Capt. Picasso disclaimed being the first dis coverer of the rock, as he mentions its being marked on an old chart, long ig norance of its existence among nautical men, and the constant danger to which they have unwittingly been subject, will cause him to receive all the credit of a aiBcovery. ne Knowledge oi such a dangerous reef, situated in such a posi tion, is of the greatest importance to the commerce of the whole world. It might be argued that the seeming rock was an over turned vessel ; but the length of the obstruction- some 309 feet precludes the possibility of its being the wreck of a ship. None but iron vessels are this length, and one of these would cer tainly not float. Sea-weed proves the rock, as this excrescence wenld not at tach itself rapidly to anything else, and is of very slow growth. The evident truthfulness of the Captain is apparent, through his naming the chart which marks the rock upon it, thereby taking any credit of discovery away from him self. His reliability is further illustrated by the fact that the rock can be found on none of the more recent charts. The serious difference of two degrees of longitude between the location of the spot on Noury's chart and the actual location by Capt. Picasso is one which every sea captain should become ac quainted with. The rock hies, accord ing to Capt. Picasso, within a few sec onds of the same degree as New York is situated in, and on a straight fine from west to east. The rock must lie about 550 miles from New York harbor, and is directly in the course of ocean steamers, in what is known as the southern passage. It is fully 500 miles north of the Bermuda islands. Run Over in Paris. Lucy Hooper writes from Paris to the Philadelphia Press i "I have spoken before of the odd law which they have here, by which a person, on being run over while crossing the street, is ob liged, if not killed, to pay a fine for ob structing the pubhc highway; and a very peculiar and oppressive instance of its enforcement came to my Knowledge the other day. A little child, the off spring of a poor couple residing in one of the minor streets running out of the avenue Josephine, while playing in the middle of the street, was Knocked down and run over by a passing carriage, and instantly killed. The bereaved parents, in addition to their sorrow for the loss of their child, were condemned to pay a fine of 100 francs for not having kept the child out of the street. It is a mar vel to me that somebody is not run over ana Kiuea every hour in the day m Paris, so numerous are the vehicles, so recKiess are the drivers, and so furious the pace at which the horses are driven. There iB no law against fast driving here, and pedestrians have no rights which charioteers are bound to respect. Down they will charge point-blank at the promenader who may be crossing the street, shrieking ' Gare !' or ' Hay !' bnt never turning a bandsbreadth either to the right or to the left to avoid going straignt over mm. ihe omnibus drivers are as bad as the rest, and not long ago a lauy was run over by a crowded omnibus on the Rue de Fau bourg Ste. Honore, and so badly crashed that she died in a iew hours. I presume her heirs had to pay a fine to the city for the crime of causing the de tention of a public vehicle, as well as the obstruction of the highway." Small Waists. The trouble is, too di many women value the wasp-UKe mensions of their waists because they are, wasp-like forgetting the important fact; to all lovers of beauty that every part of the human body should be in proportion to the other parts. It has never influenced a fashionable woman yet to hear that the Venus de Medici nas a large waist she has been told so ever since that faultless image of female beauty was disinterred. She merely shrugs her shoulders and draws her lace tighter. It kills her finally, but what of that ? Remarkable Masonic Funeral. The first Masonic funeral that ever occurred in California, took piace in 1849, and was performed over a brothel found drowned in the bay at Sau Fran cisco. An account of the ceremonies states that on the body ol the deceased was found a silver mark of a Mason, upon which were engraved initials of his name. A little further ii 'stiga tion revealed to the beholder th. most singular exhibition of Masonic emblems that was ever drawn by the ingenuity of man upon the human skin. There is nothing in the history or traditions of Freemasonry equal to it. Beautifully dotted on his left arm, in red and blue ink, which time could net efface, ap peared all the emblems of tke eutin apprenticeship. There wap the Holy Bible, square and compass, the twenty-four-inch gauge and common gavel. There were also the Masonic pavement, representing the ground floor of King Solomon's temple, the indented tesscl which surrounds it, and the blazing star in the center. On his right aim, and artistically executed in the samo indelible liquid, were the emblems per taining to the Fellowcraft's degree, viz ; The square, the level and the plumb. There were also the five columns repre senting the five orders of architecture the Tuscan, Doric, Ionic. Corinthian and Composite. In removing his gar ments from his body, the trowel pre sented itself with all the other tool 9 oi operative masonry. Over hi."? heart was the pot of incense. On other parts oi' his body were the beehive, the book i constitutions, guarded by the tyler's sword, pointing to a naked heart ; the All-seeing Eye, the anchor and ark, the -hour-glass, the scythe, the forty-seventh problem of Euclid, the sun, moou, stars; and comets; the three steps which arc emblematical of youth, manhood and age. Admirably executed was the weeping virgin, reclining upon a bro ken column, upon which lay the book of constitutions. In her right hnnd sho held the pot of incense, the Masonic emblem of a pure heart, and in Ler left hand a sprig of acacia, the emblem oi the immortality of the soul. Immedi ately beneath her stood winged Time, with his scythe by his side, which cute the brittle thread of life, and the hour glass at his feet, which is ever remind ing us that life is withering away. Tbo withered and attenuated fingers of the destroyer were placed amid the long and flowing riaglets of the disconsolate mourner. Thus were striking eniblems of mortality and immortality blended? in one pictorial representation. It was a spectacle such as Masons never saw before, in all probability such as the fraternity will never witness v.qz i u. The brother's name was never known. Philadelphia Aqe. The Footprint of Time. Wrinkles are the first tell-tales of a lost youth, and the wrinkles make their way in a very stealthy manner. At first there comes a faint marking of one little line about the corner of the eye, and one at each side of the month. " Assuredly it is the sign of approaching age, we say complacently, looking at ourselves in the glass, conscious of our attrac tions in the perfection of their maturity. That little line, indicative of the fui rowed future, is no more age than the one scarlet leaf of the maple in the -midst of the green wood in autumn. it is the shadow ot the herald it vor will ; but it is not the real thing. And so on with all the rest. But it is not so with our friends. The gap made be tween the past and present by 7 ears o: absence is abrupt, unexpected. Yon left a blooming, sleek-haired, slim waisted girl ; you find a faded, hollow eyed, gray-haired woman, the mother -of children, afflicted with bad health and tired of life. Or you encounter a stout and florid matron whose bulk is a bur den to herself and a matter net for ad- -miration to her friends ; whose earlj r shyness has worn off and gives place U a free-and-easy good nature that may ' be genial but is vulgar ; whose girlisr 1 sentimentality has gone with her b 1 ashes and who now openly proclaims her de votion to champagne and lobster salad I as among the few things in life worth taking trouble for, and talks of the pleasure of the palate as superior to -overy other enjoyment. To bo sure, . paring away in your mind's eye those superfluous layers of flesii, you can. make out the nose of the past, and the lips have the same curve as hers had in the days when you would have given a month's salary for a kiss ; the eyes are the same color, but what has become of their sparkle ? Where is that roguish 1 twinkle that made your heart leap whoxu it flashed upon yon, giving point to a girlish sauciness that was so innocent and she thought so naughty ? Where is that dewy, downcast look that was so conscious where there was nothing to blush for ? Is it that ugly leer which tells of less tenderness of sentiment than you would like to see m a man ? You must accept this as the " survival;" it is all yon will have of the sweetness,, the bashfulness that once seemed to you the most exquisite grace ou earth.. A Memorial to Prentice. The local press of Kentuckv havinp. suggested a movement for the erection of a monument to George D. Prentice, whose grave is now marked only by a nower, the Courier-Jouma I announces that it has long been the purp - se of the company to fitly memorialize Mr. Pren tice, whose professional work: was main ly performed on the Journal. It now means to place his statue, wrought by Hart, in a niche over the doorway to its new edifice, now in process ot erection. it is favorable, nevertheless, to tho movement of. the editors, and urges that the city of Louisville in its corporate capacity should take part. Of the de ceased journalist the paper over which he once presided says : " He was an odd, eccentric man ; fonder ot women than of men ; generous to a fault ; in sensible to fear ; hard-working an pains-taking in his profession ; careless of his vices ; isolated, self-contained, indifferent ; a great character, a strong: character, a weak character, brilliant and marked from first to last, interest ing throughout." More Certain than Philosophical; One of the students at Davidson Col lege, who was too lazy to do anything; right, was in the habit of cleaning out his lamp chimney by running his finger down it as far as he could and twisting it around. After he had cleaned it out. in this partial manner, one day not long ago, a fellow student took it up and carried it to the residence of one of the professors, with the inquiry, " Why im . it that this chimney is smked up to this point and no further T" The learned gentleman entered into an elaborate scientific explanation of why it was, arguing with great lucidness, and citing various authorities to show the correct ness of his reasoning. When he had finished, the student said to him, " No sir, you are wrong." " Why is it, then?' inquired the professor. Because the fellow's finger wasn't long enough to reach any farther," replied the student.