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THE KIWI PKTIKB. lTbwe ia in every human being, however igno ble, gome hint of perfection; some one place where aa we may tancy), the veil ia thin which hides tbo Uvuity behind it. Confucian Classics The Kinp from the council chamber Onmi' Wfary and sore of heart ; He eailed for HUT, the painter. And Hfaae to him apart : " I am a of faces ignoble, Hypccritea, cowards and knaves ! I shall shrink to their shrunken measure. Chief elave in a realm of slaves : " Paint me a true man's picture, Gracious and wise and good ; Powered with the strength of heroes, Aud the beauty of womanhood. It shall hnu in my inmost chamber, That thither, when I retire. It may fill my soul wit u its grandeur, And warm It with sacred fire." So the artist painted the picture. And if hung in the palace hall ; Never a thing so goods Had garnished the stately wall. The King, with head uncovered, Oaaed on It with rapt delight. Till it suddenly wore strange meaning. And ba ed his questioning sight. For the form wis his supplest courtier's, Perfect In every limb ; But the bearing was that of the henchman Who filled the flagons for him ; The brow was a priest's who pondered His parchments early and late ; The eye was a wandering minstrel's Whu Miift at the palace gate. The lips, half sad aud half mirthful, With a flitting tremulous grace, Were the very lips of a woman lie had kissed in the market-place ; But the smile which hercurves transfigured As a rese with a shimmer of dew. Was tlo smile of the wife who loved him, Qneeu Eihelya, good and true. Then, " Learn, O King," said the artist, " This truth that the picturttells How, in c very form of the human, Some hint of the Highest dwells; How scauning each living temple For the Diaca where the veil is thin, We may gather, by beautiful glimpses. The form of the God within." HOTEL-IJiClDEST IN THE RIVIERA. No one who Has sojourned for a while in the Riviera is surprised at the crowds of foreigners that are collected from all parts of Europe into its various nooks and retreats. We English go there to escape mist and fog ; the Russians, to avoid extreme cold ; the invalid Ger mans, to put a barrier between them selves and the withering east wind. Some again visit it for other than sani tary reasons. Monaco, with its gam bling attractions, entices and detains some, and the mere enjoyment of a cli mate luxurious even in winter invites many more. We that is, my wife and myself were enjoying a few weeks at one of the large hotels that are so numerously dotted along this coast. It might have been at Hyeres, Cannes, or Nice, at Monaco or Mentone, Bordighera or San Remo, Savona or Pegli ; or it might have been at no one of all these. We had been staying it is sufficient to say at the Hotel du Bon Vivant about a week, when there appeared at the table d'hote a very striking person age. As soon as dinner was over, my wife found herself (by accident) near the visitors' book and discovered that the new arrival had entered himself as the Baron Monteggiana-Tuveruelle. We were chiefly English at the hotel, there was no Italian there, and our ac quaintance with the national Burke was limited ; so we easiiy accepted the the ory that this lengthy appellation was one of the most ancient titles in the land. We were subsequently informed by the Baron that it was Sicilian, which made our ignorance the more excusable. I don't think it was his title, or, at least, it was not only that, which made us all so charmed with him. It must have been " his noble bearing, his per fect manners, his evident desire to please, his modest evasion of all topics bearing on his own career, and his handsome face. He was apparently about 30 years of age, His black hair was as glossy as a raven's plumage, and his black flashing eyes betrayed a passion ate soul ; while his thick mustache framed, rather than concealed, a smile that irradiated his intellectual counten ance with sweetness and light." Such, at least, was the description given of him in one of my wife's letters to my mother-in-law : and I am glad I happened to look into that letter, as it has saved me some little trouble in at tempting to describe him in words of my own. The Baron mixed very little with air own countrymen, and, as I ventured to suggest to my wife, seemed rather shy of them. He never went to the public amusements, and declined to subscribe to the Circolo. She explained to me, in reply, that he was the only noble man in the place, and was, perhaps, a little haughty toward his compatriots of a lower rank. He had also informed her himself that he had selected our hotel for the express purpose of mixing with the English, as he was expecting shortly to receive a governmental ap pointment, and for the better discharge of his prospective duties,' a little "knowl edge of English was desirable. I should have mentioned before that I only speak my own language ; but my wife can converse in Italian with ease and fluency, and the Baron very natural ly talked with her a good deal, and oc casionally condescended to speak to me by her interpretation. Shortly after the arrival of the Baron Monteggiana-Tavernelle, we were-farther enlivened by another. This time it was a Russian lady, attended by her maid. There were no other Russians at the Hotel du Bon Vivant and she ap peared to have come there rather from necessity than by choice, as there were no rooms vacant in the inn usually fre quented by those of her nation. She declined to enter her name in the visi tors' book, and for the first two or three days dined in her own room, and held aloof from the rest of us. This, added to thf- effaet produced by a stateliness not iu sv grandeur of deportment, and rich sobriety of dress, prepared us all for the discovery which in a few days oozed out, that she was a Russian Prin cess, a widow, who wished to remain in cognita, and to live quietly in the en joyment of an unconventional freedom From the obligations of nobjlity an enjoyment beyond her command at home. We never fully understood how this oozed out. Her female attendant could understand nothing, and therefore could divulge nothing. The maitre d'hotel assured his guests that he knew no more than the rest of the world ; and, by his mysterious shruggings, his self contradictions, and, above all, by his manner, impressed us all with the firm belief that there was a secret in his pos session. This, of course, confirmed the truth of the report, and it became an established fact that the lady was a Russian Princess. After a few days of seclusion she vouchsafed to make her appearance at the table d'hote, and retired with the rest of the ladies to the Salle des Dames afterward. Then it was that the Baron exhibited his inborn as well as inherited nobility. He attended to her little wants, phased her an arm-chair by the f ragraiit wood-fire, and, on receiving her thanks in his mother-tongue, his pa rents' pride had no doubt prevented him from learning any other, he en tered into a respectful and courtly con- versationwith her. There were plenty of other men in the room who could have done it ; but the Baron was nat urally the fittest person to begin' ; and I will give him credit for boundless self-possession not to call it impu- uence. The acquaintance thus begun grew with a tropical rapidity. The cold Northern temperament softly but quick ly thawed beneath the warm rays of Italian sweetness and light. Fragments of their talk occasionally reached the ears of my wife and others who could understand them, from which it ap peared that their main topic was the opera. "Ah, madame" he was interpreted to me as saying "if I could but be honored with your presence in my box at Florence ! The music would be an gelic then." " The signor does me a great favor in expressing the wish." Yes ; it was clear that he was hard hit, and that she knew it, and had no desire to dismiss him. And yet she was in no single point guilty of indis cretion, forwardness or coquetry, in my opinion. "That woman," said my wife, "is abominable ! Look how she hunts that poor man down. I suppose she fancies Sicily a nicer country than Siberia, or wherever it is she comes from." "Well, my dear," I replied, "it seems to me that the hunting is mutual. Real ly, I don't see why he shouldn't marry her, if they both like it. " " She may be a mere tuft-hunting ad venturess, for all we know," said she. " I don't believe in her." "Well, but perhaps he knows more than we. do." " I don't believe in her a bit. She's hunting him down for his wealth and title, and is as much a Princess as I am !" The season was now at its height, and every room was occupied, the very last attic in the Hotel du Bon Vivant being secured by a German Count, the Count Sigismund von Borokopek. He put down his name in the visitors' bock like a man, and his whole demeanor was f rank, open and robust. He was extraor dinarily fluent in English, as well as in French and Italian. German, of course, was his mother tongue, a few dialectical peculiarities noticeable in his pronunciation, arising, he explained, from the circumstance of his being part ly of Austrian, partly of Hungarian origin, the Borokopek estates being in the vicinity of Tokay. We now numbered about eighty guests, and began to know one another pretty well ; but somehow the Count knew us all better than we knew one another before he had been a week among us. He was a big, burly, fair man, so thoroughly British in appear ance and in his general characteristics as to render it difficult, but for his. pro ficiency in other languages, to believe that he was not a Briton born. He had knocked about the world a good deal, he said. Of the forty years he had passed in it, twenty had been spent in traveling, half of which time had been passed in England, and a good deal of the rest in America. Russia, too, he was acquainted with ; and on the strength of that he introduced himself to the Princess, and was evidently as much disposed to admire her as the Baron himself. Indeed, before very long, the atten tions paid by Count Sigismund von Borokopek to that lady began seriously to disturb the serenity of the Baron Monteggiana- Tavernelle ; and in pro portion as their rivalry progressed, so id the interest and amusement of the c mpany progress with it. "My dear Charles," said my -vife, "isn't she abominable now .' She's a regular flirt ; and at her age, too ! 40, I if she's a day. And after entangling ! the Baron, to go and egg on the Count, j and all in public too ! It's bad enough j to make love in public at all, but to do j it to two men, one alter the other 1 i say she's simply abominable !" "Well, but, my dear. I expostulat ed, " they are both making love to her at the same time. You see, the Count's castles are much nearer to Russia than Sicily is ; so perhaps she prefers to be come Mrs. Count, etc., to the other thing." Those of us who were not in love with the Princess began to wish the absurd affair at an end. The lady was most unfairly fair to each ; for she gave each of them enough encouragement to make them savagely jealous of one another, without going far enough with either to give the other any grounds of com plaint. Bat for her beautiful eyes, I would compare her to a tableau vivant of Justice holding the scales. I can, however, safely liken her to Helen ; for she was setting by the ears not only the two most interested individuals, but also the whole world about her ; and it wanted but a spark to commence a con flagration, certainly an explosion, be tween the two. We had an American at the Hotel du Bon Vivant, a quiet, thoughtful man, too much of an invalid to talk much, and very reserved in his manners. We little thought that the dreaded spark would be dropped by him ; but so it was. The Baron was describing to a knot of us, including the Count, as we were lounging in the entrance hall, after luncheon, his Syracusan villa, with its exquisite gardens. The American was listening with his usual air of abstrac tion, and quietly interposed a question. " Did I understand you to say that the Villa d'Aostam the Strada di Palermo, belongs to you ?" "Si, signor; the Villa d'Aosta you speak of is the one. It is mine. It has been in my family for several genera tions." " You've got a tenant there now who's a friend of mine " "No, signor; no ; I do not let my villa, nor other of my residences." "Well, that's queer, I consider," said the American, " I came direct from Sicily last month, and a friend of mine was tenant of that villa for the win ter, and I staid a day or two with him in that very house. Guess there's some bunkum somewhere s !" Part of these remarks were made in Italian ; some ejaculated in English. "Bagatelle!" replied the Baron; "you are mistaken, signor! It must have been some other Villa d'Aosta." " No, it wasn't," returned the Ameri can ; " and for my part I think you are no more Baron than I'm Julius Caesar." He certainly looked offended, though happily the last sentence was in En glish ; in fact, he had been unaccus tomed to be contradicted, that it posi tively confused him. And I could not help noticing that the Count looked ex cessively tickled, as well as triumphant. That evening, when the Baron ad vanced to attend the Princess to the salon, she declined his offer to place the thawl on her shoulders, as he had al ways done ; and in the most perf ect manner, without snubbing or pattiDg bim down, allowed him to discover for himself that she was utterly ind fferent to him. It was just as if the moon were to take the place of the sun, in a quiet and undemonstrative way, with no ex planation given. But, of course, an explanation was to be demanded ; and as soon as the din ner was over, the Baron sought, and ob tained a tete-a-tete in a corner of the Salles des Dames. We all had the de cency to read Galignani, or play bezique, or otherwise to throw a veil over our curiosity, as we anxiously watched the development of the plot, and tried to hedge our bets before it was too late. Suddenly the Baron started to his feet, and uttered a loud execrative ex clamation, which I decline to translate. His soul now most clearly betrayed his passionateDess,but there wasrathermore light than sweetness in his eyes as he glared round the room in search of the hapless American. We all sprang to our feet, too ; the ladies near the door rapidly retreated, and the rues looked at one another, half-amused, half-angrily. "If I knew who had poisoned the the mind of madame, I would 'dilaniate' him tear him in pieces," shrieked the Baron. " That viper of an Ameri can !" "It was not the American," an swered the Count, coming qnietly out of a recess ; 1 told madame what he had discovered." 1 The Baron so far forgot the perfect ness of his manners and evident desire to please as with his open palm to slap the Count on the face. But in another second he found himself in that physic al checkmate known as chancery he got his head under his rival's left arm, who was holding it down to a convenient level for the right hand to bob his nose aud there, before the Princess, in the Salle des Dames, was being played a scene from the British ring ; chairs and tables going everywhere, as the quadrupedal monster performed its erratic revolu tions, amid the screams of women, the shouts of men, the groans of the maitre, and the indescribable cries of astonish ment uttered by the whole staff of the hotel, which had been gathered to gether at the door by the first exclama tions of the Baron. The Anglo-Saxon nationality having, in spite of the principle of non-intervention, separated the Latin and the Teuton, the defeated combatant was assisted to his room, and looked to byan English doctor who happened to be at the hotel, and who reported that, with the .exception of a couple of broken teeth, nothing of consequence was to be apprehended beyond a further requisition of his services at a rencon tre of a different character, which, how ever, would not be possible for some little time, owing to a difficulty the pa tient had in seeing. And the next morning we found that the maitre had given the Baron notice to quit the Bon Vivant forthwith ; and so we saw no more of the Baron-Monteggiana-Taver- nelle. In ten dys or so, tbe Count received a letter from him, dated at Florence. In it tfie Baron demanded satisfaction, and required that the Count should meet him at Florence, or, if more convenient, at Rome. Iu reply, the latter expressed his readiness for an interview, but posi tively declined to fatigue himself with on unnecessary journey. The affair could very well be settled in the place where it began. The letter was care fully and fully directed, registered and posted by the Count himself. In the ordinary course of events, an answer was due in four or five days at the farthest ; but a fortnight passed without any, and at length he received the following, dated from Rome : "Sib: I beg to acknowledge the nonor which you have done me by ad dressing a letter to me at my house in Florence ; and mast apologize for my inability to understand it. Your name is strange to me ; I was never in the place from which you write ; I have not been in Florence for several months ; and I must conclude there is some mis take. It is possible that my name has been assumed by a rascally valet who robbed me last year of several private papers and a considerable sum of money, bu, whom I could not con veniently prosecute." Then followed a description which tallied exactly with the appearance of our Baron. It seems that the letter, being registered, had been sent on to the real Baron, at his residence in Rome, instead of being delivered to the false one at the address given him at Flor ence. The Princess was, no doubt, over whelmed with shame at finding that she had been encouraging a valet in stead of his master ; for she at once ad mitted the Count to the privilege of paying her more attentions than ever. I think, too, she really liked him. Any how, he had proved himself substan tially able to protect her , and tbe scuffle with his rival had in uo degree lessened him in her esteem. Of course, we were not behind the scenes ; and could only judge of the probable course of events by such little evidences as chance might throw in our way ; but it was rumored that the mar riage was to take place from our Hotel before Lent. "The sooner the better," said my wife; "if another man comes forward with better prospects, she'll throw over the Count, just as she did the Baron." " But you see he wasn't a Baron, my dear," I remonstrated ; " not a real one, I mean, as the children say." " Well, and perhaps this is not a real Count." " Dear me ! what a joke it would be if he turned out to be somebody's but ler ! I wish some Yankee would come and ask him a little about his place. We want a little life here just now." That day we had another fresh face at the table d'hote ; this time, an English man's. He was very taciturn, but liked to look at the company and to listen to the conversation, and was much struck with the Count. It occurred to me, too, that the Count noticed him a good deal, so much so as to refuse some of the choicest dishes. But no one con versed with the stranger, and after din ner he retiree! to his room the Baron's old room and he saw no more of him till the next day at dinner. There was the same curiosity on the part of the Count, who, by the way, spoke German exclusively mow ; but the stranger was absorbed in his dinner. Afterwards he strolled into the billiard-room to smoke a cigar. By-and-by the Count and I went to have a quiet game, and there we found the new arrival comfortably lolling in an ample rocking-cHair by the Are. The Count played badly, missing the easiest strokes. " You're off your play to night, Count," I said; " what's the matter?" " Don't mind me, gentlemen," said the stranger; "I hope my being here don't make the Count nervous " he put a very remarkable emphasis on the title " 1 don't play the continental way myself, though I do see a good many queer games at odd times. Now, was you ever in Scarboro', sir ?" addressing the Count. "No! Leeds? No! Hull, where the steamers start for Bre men ? No ! Manchester, perhaps ? No ! Not been ih Manchester? Then," he bad been sidling gradually nearer and nearer the door as he talked, and was now between it and the Count. "Then, suppose you and I go back to gether, Mister Alexander Jenkinson, on this warrant I've got against you for forgery of a check on Gleeson's Bank at Manchester for je3,500 ! Oyes; it's all right, and it's no good making a row. My name's Inspector Rawlings, of the detective police, and me and my man have had a pretty hunt after you ; he and the gens d'armes are waiting for you outside the door." Poor Princess, with two strings to her bow, and both of them rotten ! Still my wife wouldn't pity her yet. " But, my dear," I expostulated, " the poor thing will have to marry some Russian now, perhaps .a Lapland er, or one of those fellows that drink train-oil with their dinner. And she Buch a monstrous fine women, too, to say nothing of her rank. " However, we had but little further call on our sympathy, for the next day she left the hotel. "So the Princess is off," I said to the maitre the same day, while paying my weekly bill. " Monsieur said " " I said the Princess is off gone, allee, sortie, partie, you know." "Oui, oui; but then, the Princesse; who does Monsieur wish to say, Prin cesse ?" " Why, of course, the Princess of well, the Russian Princess that didn't marry the Baron or the " "Ah, bah! Who would call her a Princesse ?" " Why, you made us believe she was," I indignantly rejoined, " by making believe she wasn't." "But Monsieur remembers without doubt that I said she was not Prin cesse ?" "So you did; but there's a way of saying no and looking yes." " Pardon, Monsieur ! The lady de sired repose and to be in particular ; and I, I assisted that she should so be." " Well now she's gone in fact, what is she ?" "Monsieur, she is teacher of the dance at Marseilles." Chambers' Journal. The Wages of Women. The fact that women have been re garded as dependent upon men for pro tection and support, has naturally led to the payment of low wages for work performed by females. Where a man and a woman are employed in the same kind of work, the man usually receives double the wages paid to the woman, although she may perform her duties better than the man performs his. Every one has felt the injustice of this dis crimination against woman, but it has been justified on the ground that she is only temporarily providing for her wants she expects to marry and be supported by a husband while he must make provision for the support of a family and provide against adversity. Thus, the theory of dependence on the part of women has been sustained by common custom in preventing women from achieving their independ ence. California has undertaken to break down the old order of things and estab lish practices more in harmony with justice. A law has been enacted in that State which permits a married woman to make a contract fr her own estate, ren ders women eligible for certain school offices, and compels school boards to pay female teachers the same salaries that are paid to men for similar work. This is simple justice, and cannot fail to meet with general approval. The only reasonable objection ever urged against opening more avenues to female employment, has been the plea that such employment would result in break ing down the prices of labor. By pay iug women the same as men this ob jection is removed, and there can.be no well grounded opposition to the em ployment of women in any pursuits in which they can successfully engage. How SShe Turned Presbyterian. Mrs. Magruder will probably leave Mr. Hopkins' church, and go hereafter to the Presbyterian meeting-house. Dr. Hopkins last week had a frightful boil on his leg, and he experienced very se vere pain when he tried to walk. While he was sitting in his study on Friday, Mrs. Magruder called and was ushered into the parlor. The servant went up the back stairs to tell the Doctor, and while she was on her way the Doctor started down the front stairs to get a drink of water. It hurt him so much to walk up the steps that he concluded to slide down the banisters on his stom ach ; and so, looking carefully over the landing to satisfy himself that nobody was about, he mounted the banisters and began to descend. The stairs ran directly past the parlor doer, and Mrs. Magruder was amazed to see the clergy man descending with great rapidity iu that singular fashion. It seems that the servant had placed a coal-scuttle by the newel-post while she went for the Doc tor, and as he descended with the awful velocity he alighted in the scuttle and fell to tho floor. Without being aware of the presence of the visitor, he leaped up in a rage, ana exclaiming, "Hang that woman !" gave the scuttle a kick, which sent it whirling into the parlor, where it brought up in Mrs. Magrnder's lap. Of course she thought the de monstration and ejaculation were in tended for her, and after rising to her feet and shaking her umbrella at her pastor, she shouted, " If you kick an other coal-scuttle at me I'll punch you with this yer umbrella !" She emerged from the front door with the conviction that Presbyterianism was the only re ligion for her. Boston Globe. Russia and Germany. The Paris PatHe publishes the fol lowing, which it has reason to believe is reliable. " Russia is convinced that soon, though not immediately in two or three years about- she will have a terrible struggle with Germany. I point to this time not arbitrarily, but because it is certain that the former country cannot sooner have completed her armament, and more particularly her railways. This prospect is gener ally taken for granted by the people, and the Court of St. Petersburg is so fully prepared for a conflict that it be lieves it knows the casus belli a de mand by Prince Bismarck, supported, according to the German manner, by the opinions of juris-consults, as com placent as expert, for the German Bal tic provinces. Herr von Moltke is pre pared for the contingency ; he has taken his precautions in consequence. A mass of spies spread over Livonia and Cour land, a carefully studied plan of cam paign, complete to its smallest details, the Russian language taught the offi cers, the railway wagons adapted to the nussian lines," etc., etc. We can't all be run over by locomo tives or killed by boiler-explosions. An Indiana man has just been crushed to death in a corn-grinder. Current Paragraphs. Every negro in Savannah that owns over $5,000 worth of property is a woman. Geobob Washington First in war, first in peace, and last in getting a monument. A Bavarian telegrapher has discov ered a method of transmitting auto graphs by electricity. When the Hoosac tunnel is in run ning order, it will take a train forty-two minutes to go through it. The gold price of silver bullion has again got so low that the fractional United States silver coins are not worth any more in gold than in greenbacks. New England papers predict a mild winter because the birds have not yet commenced their flight to the south, and blue-fish still linger in the waters. Ralph Waldo Emerson is to write the inscription on the monument to be erected on the spot where the Americans fell at Concord. He will also deliver the address. The base ball championship of the United States is decided for another year. The Boston nine carry the streamer for the third term. The Mu tual club of New York came in second best. The fog was so thick in Troy, early the other morning, that the Times sol emnly avers one could not distinguish a policeman from a hitching-post across the street, if he didn't know that hitch ing posts never snore. The Rev. "Adirondack" Murray oc cupies the old homestead on his 300 acre farm at Guilford, Conn. He can look from the ancient roof-tree over his own private race-course, where forty colts and horses are put through their paces. Boastful Texas sheet : " We know some men who take their pint a day, and some who take their quart, but to find a man whose standard is as high as a gallon is rare. Sherman has a man who boasts of chambering that quantity." Paris is said to be a heaven for broken-down and discarded diplomats oi ail nationalities. They hobnob nicely among themselves, drink consid erable coffee at cheap restaurants, and smoke an endless quantity of cigarettes. while they talk regretfully of bygone days. The rubicund reporter of the JSagle said a good thing to a notorious bor rower thi other day. " Hold on a min ute, Mac," said the latter, "there's a man I owe ten dollars to, and I want to find him." "Yes," said Mac, in his richest brogue, "ye want to find him dead !" Brooklyn Sun. Mrs. Grant, who lives in Polk county, near King's Valley, California, killed two deer on Tuesday of last week. On the Monday previous she killed a very large fat buck. This ladv has now killed eighteen deer since she resided on the Lucklamute, aud is one of the most successful shots in that section of the country. Gen. Leslie Combs, of Kentucky, was recently summoned to recognize the handwriting of a Mr. Sudduth, who was a surveyor of sixty years ago. He knew the man and knew the handwrit ing. The case will probably be de cided by his testimony. The case in volves some 3,500 acres of land adja cent to the Blue Grass region. A tall and stately Piute walked into Paxton & Curtis bank this forenoon, says the Austin (Nev. ) Reveille of Oct. 31, and approaching the des k on which the report of the San Francisco Stock .Board is kept, and casting a glance at the list, said to George McCormick : rJow is it this morning i ".Down, said George. "Down again!" ex claimed the savage, " heap dam !" Sometimes good fortunes come in troops, like their opposites. Here is Mr. William Gaston, of Boston, who woke up the morning after election to find that he had a Governor's message to write, and now a Denver (Col.) dis patch states that some real estate which he bought there in for 4,000 has recently been sold, and realized the handaome sum of $163,300. A curious case of mistaken identity happened at Faneuil Hall, Boston, the other evening, while the Democrats were holding their lolhheation meeting. The defeat of Gen. Butler had just been announced, when a man who was taken for Butler by everybody walked upon the stage and sat down, smiling, mean while, with as much radiance as any body. The audience were taken aback, and, as soon as they could recover their senses, they began to hiss, but Mr. John S. Holmes immediately stepped forward and shouted, "I am not Ben Butler," and the crowd was satisfied. Flint Peaslee, a prize-candy man, who has been doing a thriving business at Worcester, Mass., retailing packages of candy, some of them containing money, has been compelled te leave that city through the interference of the Young Men s (Jhristiau Association oi Boston. The moralists are rejoicing, and may well do so, as the business is a demoralizing one ; but the manner of ousting him is a little questionable. It appears that the opposition to Peaslee came from one Southmayd, of Boston, who belongs to the Association and is a heavy dealer in candies, and Peaslee in terfered with his business. From this it would appear that Southmayd was not altogether candid in his efforts to get rid of Peaslee. The Freight War. The trunk lines composing the Sara toga compact having failed to induce the Grand Trunk railroad to join them, recently reduced their rates by their "fast freight lines" to the minimum rates of the Grand Trunk. But the latter, having completed its arrange ments for an independent line to Port land, at once put its rates down, and the managers say they wilL continue to compete with the other roads, no mat ter how low they may put rates. As the direct exports of provisions from Chicago to Europe is likely to be very large during the next three or four months, and the Grand Trunk has ar ranged to have two steamers per week leave Portland for Liverpool, and pro pose to issue bills of lading for through freight, deliverable to steamers free of cost, shippers to Europe will not be sorry to nave the war between the lines continue through the winter. The present rates of rail freights between the West and seaboard are not more than compensating to roads built at the cost of the New York Central, Erie and Pennsylvania Central. But that is not a question with Western shippers any more than the cost of producing a bar rel of flour or hundred pounds of pork is to the consumer ; and if the Grand Trunk and Baltimore and Ohio can, as they claim, carry freight and earn divi dends at lower rates than the three lines above named, the public will be likely to give them them the preference. I Chicago Courier. Nutritions Bread, n; The flour passing through the finest silk cloth is the much-admired " pastry whites," but it must De remarked, ob serves the Samtary Record, that only certain kinds of wheat yield this to per fection ; pastry flour, moreover, is so excessively t tarchy as to make but in ferior bread by the English process, a defect the French and German bakers overcome in their " white bread " by a totally different method, known in Vienna as " avrischen." A less snow white flour passing through a slightly coarser silk, is the material for what the baker sells as "best bread," and the darker and rather speckled flour from which this is bolted constitutes the "seconds "of which this "house hold bread " is baked. The finer and whiter the bread, the more starchy and less flesh-forming it must be, and in even a larger proportion the deficiency of the phosphatic and other salts is inevita ble. It is true that many persons pre fer the delicate-looking and mild-flavored white bread, and it would be folly to declare that the majority of the bet ter classes perform bodily labor or take so much exercise as to require more nourishment than white bread affords ; but the very fact that so many physi cians have of late noticed in their writ ings namely, the much longer period required for the digestion of fine bread is a distinct and important objection to its use among the inactive and sedentary. Ice Signals in the North Atlantic. A very beautiful and uaefdl system of ice signaling has been recently adopt ed by one of the Canadian steamship lines, which promises to give great safe ty and security to passengers crossing the Atlantic. The company has is sued to all its commanders an ice chart and tallying ice signals, by the use of which steamers passing each other can learn when and where dangerous bergs and ice fields have been encountered. The ice chart is divided into degrees of longitude and half degrees of latitude, nearly making squares, each of which has a separate literal designation. This ia each section of the chart consists of two letters representing flags of the com mercial code, and when the correspond ing flags are hoisted by a steamer indicate to the passing ship the exact position of the ice met. The ensign hoisted above these means berg ice, and the Union Jack field ice likely to imperil naviga tion. The flags are, of course, only serviceable in the day time ; but at night the ice signals are made by means of Colomb's Chatham lamp. The whole system is one of extreme simplicity, both in the chart and code, and easily enables any steamer, after passing through the ice track near Newfound land, to communicate to the steamer approaching it the precise place of the peril, and therefore the imminent ne cessity of extreme caution in nearing that point. An Adroit Robbery. The recent robbery of an express car at Delaware station a little hamlet on the Delaware, Lackawanna and Western railroad, was an adroit affair. The train stopped at the station for supper, remaining there fifteen minutes. The express messenger being hungry locked the safe, shut the door of the express car, locked it, aud bolted off to supper. He forgot the door of his car on the other side of the platform. The robber remembered it, opened it in a few sec onds, placed a tie against the car, and by main force slid the safe a mere iron box weighing 218 pounds to the track, closed the door, and lugged his ponder ous capture away. Coming to a high fence, he pulled down enough of it to admit the safe, and after dragging it fifty yards further pried "it open. He made a hurried examination of its con tents with a lightand secured $3,000 in cash and jewelry, leaving nearly four times that amount in greenbacks, done up in paper in such a manner that he could not discover what they were. The robbery and examination were complet ed so rapidly that the train had barely left the station when a resident of the village encountered a man running from the spot. A few minutes later the safe had been discovered before the ex press messenger had missed it, and re flected upon his ostrich-like stupidity. Blackboards in Schools. Blackboards are an experiment as yet, we believe, in most schools ; or. at least, they are not recognized as a necessary part of the school machinery. In many cases they can be, and are used with good effect in illustrating the points of a lesson. But there is danger of at tempting too much with it, as Rev. Alfred Taylor has so well shown. He fears that a teacher who is skillful with the chalk may suffer his very skillf ill ness to lead him astray. " He covers his board with a rich assortment of words, withlarge aud beautifully devised initial letters ; but forgets that the abundance which he thinks so valuable tends to confuse rather than to instruct, to scatter rather than to bring the lesson to a point. A company of children gaze in bewilderment on a blackboard artist ically adorned with hearts, crosses, anchors, lamps, rocks, and a dozen oth er well-known objects, all except one or two of which ought to have been left out. The leading idea which they catch is that of his wonderful skill with the chalk. The truth which his marvelous work is intended to convey is simply scattered." Christian Union. The Deepest Well in the World. At about twenty miles from Berlin is situated the village of Sperenberg, noted for the deepest well that ever has been sunk. Owing to the presence of gypsum in the locality, which is at a moderate distance from the capital, it occurred to the government authorities in charge of the mines to obtain a sup ply of rock salt. With this end in view, the sinking of a shaft or well six teen feet in diameter was commenced some five years ago, and, at a depth of two hundred and eighty feet, the salt was reached. The boring was continued to a further depth of nine hundred and sixty feet, the diameter of the bore being reduced to about thirteen inches. The operations were subsequently prose onted by ihe aid of steam, until a depth four thousand one hundred and ninety-four feet was attained. At this point the boring was discontinued, the borer being still in the salt deposit, which thus exhibits the enormous thick ness of three thousand nine hundred and seven feet. Cage-Birds. It is estimated that the canary-bird population of the United States amounts to 900,000. Its num bers are increased only through impor tation, as the loss by death and other causes about balances the gain by breeding. Three hundred thousand canaries were imported last year. Other cage-birds in the United State are reck oned at 100,000. To feed these Jittle feathered pets, 175,000 bushels of seed are required ' each year. Two-thirds of this amount is canary-seed, the remain der consisting of hemp-seed, rape-seed, millet, cracked wheat, etc., etc. The cost of thewhole is more than$2,000,000. Our Ministers te England. Gen. Schenck, the American Minister, roundly abused, of course, like all posi tive men, wins his way by the double forces of courage and intellect. I lately spent an evening at his bome, and met his bright and intelligent daughters. It was so much like home, the welcome was so sincere, the conversation was so pleasant, that I almost felt as if I was visiting one of my friends at Washing ton. How curious to look back upon the line of American Ministers since the reign of George III., sixteen years be fore the revolution ! What a catalogue of curious and different characters. There were Thomas Pinckney, of South Carolina; John Jay, of New York, grandfather of the present American Minister at Vienna ; James Monroe, of Virginia (very few know that he was here Minister Plenipotentiary from 1803 to 1807); the Swiss, Albhert Gallatin, associated with Richard Rush, in ii ; young John Quincy Adams and young Henry Clay from 1814 to 1818 ; Wash ington Irving, Lewis McLane, Secre tary of Legation in 1829, and acting Charge d' Affaires in 1831. Then we had Martin Van Buren in 1832 ; but, having been rejected by the Senate, he had to return home ; then Andrew Stev enson, father of the present Senator from Kentucky, from 1836 to 1841 ; Ed ward Everett from 1841 to 1845 ; Geo. Bancroft in 1849, with J. C. Bancroft Tl-eic friA rirpsent AmAriran "Minister at Berlin, as his Secretary of Legation ; Abbott Lawrence, of Massachusetts, and James R. Ingersoll, of Pennsyl vania, from 1852 to 1853; James Buchanan, from the same State, with Daniel E. Sickles and John Appleton as his Secretaries of Legation ; then George M. Dallas, of Pennsylvania, from 1856 to 1861, with theswn of Philip H. Dallas, as his Secretary of Legation ; then C. F. Adams, of Massachusetts, from 1861 to 1868, with the kind-hearted Charles L. Wilson, of Illinois, as Secretary of Legation ; then Reverdy Johnson, from May 1868 to May 1869, a year which he filled with hospitalities, speeches, and visits, everywhere kindly greeted and everywhere still remem bered ; then John Lathrop Motley, from 1869 to 1870, also of the best memories America ever left at the British capital. Letter from Col. Forney in the Wash ington Republican. Border Warfare. There appears to be no doubt that Mexican rangers are again at the excit ing and profitable pastime of raiding over the border. The Galveston (Tex.) News gives an account of a raid on Los Almos, about 100 miles from the Rio Grande. Parties of raiders have also been seen crossing the river with bales of calico and other evidences of spolia tion on their horses, while bands of rob bers have collected cotton, cattle, and horses from various parts of Texas, and and carried off their booty unmolested. Of course when dry goods, cattle, and other commodities are too expensive for purchase, a cheap and practicable means of obtaining them opens up in a raid ; but the laws of modern society are singularly barren of encouragement to this free and easy style of obtaining possession. Mexican dollars are just as good as gold, and the good people of Texas would prefer coin to curses in ex change for their products. In fact, un less hemp offers such attractions to the raiders that they have carried off all that is available in the neighborhood, a judicious application of it to the marauders would be advisable. Of course, before cooking a hare it is neces sary to catch him ; but if the Texans cannot make a proper preparation for a feast of jugged Mexican hare, they do not deserve sympathy. A Plucky Woman. This morning a woman, aged be tween forty-five and fifty years, called on ticket-agent Kimball, of the Union Pacific, and applied for a pass. It ap pears that she has a husband and a son at North Platte, and she was on her way from Atlanta, Georgia, to meet them. The money they had sent only paid her traveling expenses to St. Joe. On arriving there she pluckily deter mined to walk to North Platte, a dis tance of 300 miles. So on Saturday morning last she started, and this morning arrived in Omaha, having walked 140 miles, after suffering con siderably on the way. When she reached Omaha she found that the weather had suddenly become so cold that her courage and endurance failed her, as she was thinly clad. Mr. Kim ball furnished her a pass to her destin ation, and she expressed her grateful thanks with tears in her eyes, and as she left the office we heard her utter a " God bless you. " Omaha Bee. A Roman Catholic clergyman of To ledo, O. , has in process of erection a building after a plan of his own, the purpose of which is to keep the young men of the parish indoors at night. It contains large, brightly-lighted and well-ventilated rooms, comprising a gymnasium, bowling-alley, Bhooting gallery and smoking and reading rooms. Rev. E. H. Hopkins, of Jackson Cen ter, Shelby, county, Ohio, nays : " My wife , had the consumption for ten years, and had been confined to her bed for some time. I heard of Dr. L. Q. C. Wittbast's Pine Tree Tar Cordial, and after nt-iug four bottles she was able to do the work for her family." 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