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RE OPENED ! 2g
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ly popular market, and keeps the best and
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Styles of Plates for Artificial Teeth.
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of his profession in the best and
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OMETHING NEW IN DENTISTRY !
DR. E. O. SMITH, DEHTTIST,
HAS LOCATED IN ALBANY
and has tbe new invention
in Dlate work, which
O vhuu .lUIUUt VUVVrillg
the whole roof, as heretofore. It gives the
wearer the free nse of the tongue to the roof of
tbe month in talking and tasting. . It is the
Smith A Purvine patent.
-Teeth extracted without pain. Plates
mended, whether broken or divided. Offiee
over TurreH's Store. v7n45tf.
inserttDfP teeth in thm mAnl .S.I...... :
THE DON'S VENGEANCE.
A Tale of the Seventeenth Cen
tury. 1
The bedroom occupied by Madame
de Merret at La Bretecho was on tie
ground floor. A little closet, about
tour feet deep, let into the wall,
served for her wardrobe. For three
months before the evening the events
of which I am going to relate, Bhe bad
been seriously indisposed, and her
husband had accordingly slept , in a
chamber on the first door. By one
of those accidents which it is impos
sible to foresee, he returned on the
evening in question two hours later
than usual from the Club which he
frequented. His wife thought that be
had come in long before and gone to
bed, and that he was asleep. But the
invasion of Franco bad been the sub
ject of an animated discussion; the
game of billiards had been exciting,
and he had lost forty francs an enor
mous sum at Vendome, where every
body lays his money by, and where
the habits of the people are contained
within the bounds ot a praiseworthy
moderation the source, perhaps, of a
real happiness undreamed of by any
Parisian. For some time past M. de
Merret had conteuted himself with
asking Rosalie il his wife bad gone to
bed, and alter the girl's answer, which
was invariably in the affirmative, be
had retired at once to bis chamber.
But this time it occurred to him to go
into Madame de Merret's room to
f ive her an account of his ill-luck.
nstead of calling Rosalie, who was at
this moment in the kitchen, looking
on while cook and coachman played a
difficult hand at hruijut, M. de Mer
ret set down his hand-lamp on the
bottom step of the staircase, and
walked by its light towards his wife's
room. His 6tep was not difficult to
recognize as it echoed along the cor
ridor. As he turned the handle he
thought he hoard some one close the
door of the closet; when, however, he
entered, Madame de Merret was alone,
standing before the fire place Tbe
husband, in his simplicity, thought at
first that Rosalie was in the closet;
but when he looked at bis wife he
found in her eyes an indiscribable
trouble and dismay.
"You are very late," she said.
Her voice, generally so pure and
sweet, seemed to him to be slightly
altered in its tone. M. de Merret did
not answer, for just at this moment
Rosalie entered. This revelation
struck him like a thunderboldt. He
began to walk up and down tbe room
between the windows at a uniform
pace, bis arms folded before him.
"Have yon had anything to annoy
yon, or are yon unwell?'' bin wife ask
ed bim, timidly, while Rosalie un
dressed her.
He was still silent.
"Leave me," said Madame de Mer
ret to her maid; "I will curl my hair
myself."
The expression of her husband's
face told ber to prepare for some mis
fortune, and she wished to be alone
with him. When Rosalie was gone,
for she remained some instants in the
corridor, M- de Merret took a seat in
front of bis wife, and said, coldly:
''Madame, there is some one your
dressing-closet."
She looked at her husband calmly,
and said, with an air of simplicity :
"No, monsieur."
This "no" dumbfounded M. de Mer
ret. He did not believe it; and yet
never had his wife appeared to him
more dignified and innocent than at
this moment. He rose to open the
closet, but Mme. de Merret took his
hand, held him back, and looked at
him sadly, saying to him in a tone of
peculiar emotion:
"If yon find one, remember that all
will be over between us."
The incredible dignity of bis wife's
attitude created in him a profound
sentiment of esteem for her, and in
spired him with a sudden resolution.
"Then, Josephine, I will not open
that door. In either case we should
be separated forever. Listen to me !
I know all the purity of your soul ; I
know that tbe life you lead is relig
ious ; and you would not be guilty of
a deadly sin to save your life.
At these words, Mme. de Merret
looked at her husband with haggard
eyes.
"See, here is your crucifix," he went
on. "Swear to me before God that
there is no one there; I will believe
yon I will never open that door."
Madame de Merret took the cruci
fix and said :
"I swear it."
"Louder," said her husband, "and
repeat my words; 'I swear before God
that there is no one in the closet.'"
She repeated the oath without a
sign ot disquietude.
"It is well," said M. de Merret
coldly, and, after a moment's silence:
"You have a very pretty crucifix
there, which I have not seen," he said
as he examined tbe crucifix.
It was of ebony, inlaid with silver,
and the work showed great artistic
merit.
"I picked it up at Duivier's; he
bought it of a Spanish monk, when
the prisoners passed through Ven
dome last year."
"Oh!" said M. de Merret, banging
up the crucifix upon its nail.
He rang the bell. Rosalie did not
keep him waiting. He went hastily
to meet her, took ber into the em
brasure of the window which looked
out upon the garden, and said to her
in a low voice :
"I know that Gorenflont wishes to
marry you, and it is only poverty that
prevents yon from settling down ;
yon have told him that yon will not
be bis wife nntil he has made himself
master mason. Well, go and find
him, and tell him to come here with
his trowel and the rest of his tools.
Take care not to awaken anybody else
in the house bis fortune shall be
more tban you can wish. Whatever
you do, keep your tongue quiet as
yon go out, otherwise " ;
He knit his brow; Rosalie was go
ing oft", but he called, her back. ? r '
"Stop," he said, "take my key."
He went to the door which open
ed on the corridor, and called loudly,
"Jean."
Jean, who was his coachman and
his confidential servant, left his game
of brisqite, and came to him.
"You must all go to bed," said his
master, at the same time making a
sign to him to come nearer.
And then ho added, in a low voice:
"When they are all asleep asleep,
you understand coino down stairs
and let mo know."
M. de Merret, who had never lost
sight of his wife while he gave his or
ders, retueued quietly to her as sho
sat before the fire, and began to tell
her about the game of billiards and
the discussion at the Club; and when
Rosalie came back she found the two
conversing together very amicably.
M. de Merret had lately had the ceil
ings throughout tho reception rooms
on the ground floor repaired. Piaster
is a rare comodity at Vendome, and
its price is considerably increased by
the necessity of conveying it from a
distance; he had accordingly got in a
large stock, knowing that he would
always find plenty of purchasers for
what remained. This circumstance
suggested the plan which ho now put
into execution.
"Gorenflot is here, monsieur," said
Rosalie, in a low voico.
"Tell him to come in," answered
the Count, in his natural tone.
A slight pallor came over Madame
de Merret's face when sho saw the
mason.
"Gorenflot," said the husband, "go
and fetch some bricks from tho coach
house enough to build up the door
of the closet. You can use tho rest
of the plaster I had in tho coat over
the wall."
Then drawing Rosalie and the
workman aside:
"Listen, Gorneflot," he said, in a
low voice, "you will sleep here to
night. To-morrow morning you shall
have a passport, with which you can
go to a foreign country, to a town
which I will direct you to. I will
give you six thousand francs for the
jovruey. You will stay there ten
years. If you don't like tho town I
choose, you can change it for auolber,
but it must be in the same country.
You will pass through Paris, where
you must wait for me. I will meet you
you there and execute a deed by which
another six thousand w ill be secured
to you ou your return to France,
provided you have fulfilled on your
1art, the conditions of our bargain.
u return for this you must preserve
profound secrecy with regard to all
that you have to do to-night. As for
you. Rosalie, I will give you ten thou
sand franc, to be paid to you on your
wedding day; but if you wish to mar
ry you must be silent, otherwise no
portion."
"Rosalie," said Madame de Merret,
"come and dress my hair."
Her husband walked calmly up and
don, watching the door, tbe mason
and his wife, without, however, in
sulting ber by any sign of suspicion.
Gorenflot could not avoid making a
noise, and Mme. de Merret took ad
vantage of the moment when Goren
flot threw down his load of bricks,
and ber husband was at the other end
of the room, to say to Rosalie :
"A thousand francs a year if you
can manage to tell Goreufolt to leave
a crevice at the bottom."
Then she said aloud, without be
traying any emotion :
"Go and help him."
M. and Madame de Merret re
mained silent during the whole time
Uorenflot was walling np the door
way. The silence was intentional on
the husband's part, for be did not wish
to give his wife the opportunity of
using phrases with a double meaning;
with the wife it was the result either
of caution or of pride. When the
wall had risen to its intended height
the cunning mason, waiting for a mo
ment when his employer's back was
turned, struck, the tool he was using
against one of tbe two windows
which were let into the door, and
broke the glass.
Madame de Merret knew that Ro
salie had spoken to Gorenflot. The
three saw a man's face within dark
and sad, with black hair, and eyes of
nre. liefore her husband had turned
round, the poor lady had time to Big
nal with her lips to the man, as if to
bid bim hope. At 4 o.clock, toward
daybreak for it was in the month of
September the mason s work was
finished. He remained in the house,
under the eye of Jean, while M. de
Merret slept in bis wife s chamber.-
The next morning, as he rose, he said,
carelessly:
"Ah ! I must go to the mairie for
the passport."
lie put on his hat, and took three
steps toward the door. He then
changed his intention, and took the
crucifix with him. His wife trembled
with delight.
"He is going to Duviver," she
tnougnt.
. As soon as ber husband hd gone
out, Madame de Merret rang for Ro
salie, and then, in a wild voice :
"The pickax 1 the pickax !" she cried,
"and to workl I saw yesterday how
Gorenflot set about it; we shall have
time to make an outlet and block it
up again."
In an instant Rosalie brought a
kind of chopper to her mistress, who,
with inconceivable energy, undertook
tne task ot pulling down the wall.-
She had already displaced some of
tne bricks, when, just as she was gath
ering her strength to apply a more
vigorous blow, she saw M. de Merret
behind her. She fainted.
"Place madam upon ber bed," he
saia coiaiy. ......
Foreseeing what would; happen
during his absence, he had set a trap
for his wife. He had simply written
to the mairie, and sent a messenger
for Duvivier. The jeweler arrived
just after order had been . restored in
the room. ., ; . ; ,.v ,
"Duviver," -asked M. de Merret,
"you bought some crucifixes from the
Spaniards who passed through Ven
dome, did yoo not ?" ; .
"No, monsieur."
"Thank you, that will do." ho said,
darting a tiger-like look at his wifo.
"Jeau" ho added, turning to his
confidential servant, "you will lot mo
have my meals m Madame do Mer
ret's room; sho is not well, and I will
not leave her until she has recovered."
Tho cruel husband remained twen
ty days with his wife. At first, when
awful sounds came from behind tho
barricade, and Josephine inndo as if
sho would imploro for tho stranger
dying there, ho would not allow her
to utter a singlo 'word, but always
said:
"You havo sworn upon tho crucifix
that thero is no oue there."
UEAIT1F17I SK&TI.UEXT.
In his admirablo speech at tho open
ing of tbe great national Suuidcrfust
in St. Louis, Senator Schure had tho
following beautiful passage:
"Music is a lauguago which cannot
bo translated in words. Every one
may understand it differently, but ev
ery sensible man understands it cor
rectly for himself. For this langu&go
every one carries bis own dictionary
in his own breast. In each one it calls
up different thoughts and awakens
different seusaliouH, but in all only
good. An obsccuo picture, or an ob
scene piece of sculpture may taint our
fancy, but no ono has never yet learned
anything bad from music and harmo
ny. A melody may be accompanied
by bad words, but melody itself with
out tho words is innocent. Strip tho
operas of Oll'enback of their text and
tho music may appear meaningless,
but it speaks nothing evil. Music
has exalted many. It has never do
based any one, neither by it has any
one ever been misled into harm. It
may excite the feelings, and even in
flame tho passions, but only the noble.
Music is tho purest and most virtuous
of all aits. It lifts us from the vul
gar up to the things far above us. It
is the voice of the unutterable, tho
color of tho invisible. Its employ
ment leaves no spot, and no regret
behind. In its impressions the purest
sensibilities of men are purified.
The music festival is therefore the
noblest, purest of all popular festivals.
It has drawn thousands upon thous
ands to our decorated city, and into
this hall. Here nobody has come for
his own self benefit. Here business
jealousies are silent. The voice of
ftelUKhucss is dumb. The little strife
of parties in church and state is here
forgotten. In tho harmonious com
mingling of sounds which revive the
heart and lifts the soul above such
vulgarity, the differences of the every
day life battle do not intrude Ail
that makes us discontented, and bit
ter, and war-like has to-day sunk and
disappeared in tbe ocean of harmony"
AS IXQIEMT OX A M I'M MY.
An exchange tells the following ex
cellent story of a Coroner in a coun
try town, who, it seems, has determin
ed to make the office pay bim liberal
ly for services rendered. Tho story,
which we give below, is too good to
keep :
A gentleman brought to tbe town a
mommy which he bad ' procured in
Egypti inJ bo &a the Coroner
heard of it he summoned a jury and
held an inquest upon the mummy and
decided that its "death was produced
by causes unknown," and then collect
ed his fee with interest from the time
of the mummy's death, about three
thousand years ago. Well, that same
Coroner has been at it again. Last
week some laborers, while digging a
cellar, discovered a dozen old bones
They appeared to bo the bones of a
horse, but tho Coroner seized them,
threw away the large ones, laid them
on tbe floor in something like the
shape ot a man, and held an inquest
He had the same old jury that sat on
the mummy, and in about ten min
ntcs they banded in - a verdict that
"deceased came to his death apparent
ly from torpidity of the liver." Then
they went for the fees and divided
them. The Coroner says that bis
most remarkable characteristic is his
zeal, and we believe it. If anybody
should bring to Wilmington a hand
ful ot dirt from the banks of the Lu
phrates, we believe that Coroner
would rush out his jnry and declare
that the said difst was tho mortal re
mains of Abel, and find a verdict that
it was killed by Cain with a club.
And tbe way in which he would col
lect fees on that dust would be fright
ful.
Josh Billings' advice to Young
JLoctors :
Hire an offiss on the main street of
tbe village, and stay in the ofilss,
When you do go out, always go
on tbe jump.
uon t never talk much on enny
snbiect, but always look mistenoua
Seldom go to church, but when
you do, always leave befor the
church duz.
Charge everybody like thunder
and lightning.
If you pboller these rules closely,
and don't suckseed, yu kan kum to
the konklusion that the doctring
buiznes ain't as good as it waz last
year.
Origin op the Kiss. It is to
wine-drinking we owe the origin of the
kiss, After Maecenas caught bis wife
sucking his finest wines through tho
bunghole of the barrel with a straw,
the custom became general in Rome
for the husbands to kiss the lips of
tneir wives that they might discover
the quality of their good ladies' stolen
libations, and Uato, tho elder, recom
mended this plan to the serious at
tentention of all careful heads of fam
ilies.
Thirty-seven thousand vessels con
stitute the strength of the British
marine, which is more than all other
nations have together.
f mi i. sa i
A live lizard has been found by a
well-digger in' , New Market, Va.,
twenty-hve feet below the surface.
TKUTIIFUL. SAM.
A boy went to live with a man who
was accounted a hard master. Ho
never kept his boys ; they ran away
or gave notico that they meant to
quit, bo he was half the time without
and in search of a boy. Tho work
was not hard opening and sweeping
out tho shop, sawing wood, going er
rands and helping around. At last
Sam Fisher went to live with him.
"Sam's a good boy," his mother
said.
"I should liko to see a boy nowa
days that had a spark of goodness in
him," said tho master.
It is always bad to begin with a
man who has uo confidence in you ;
because, do your best, you are likely
to got little credit for it. However,
Sam thought he would try. The wa
ges were good and his moth6r want
ed him to go.
bam had been thero but three days,
when, in sawing a cross-grained stick
of wood, ho broke the saw. Ho was
a Iittlo frightened. He know ho was
careful, and ho knew ho was a pretty
good sawyor, too, for a boy of his
ago. Nevertheless tho saw broko in
his hands.
"And Mr. Jones will thrash you for
it, said another boy who was in the
wood-house with htm.
"Why, I didn't mean to do it, and
accidents will happen to the best of
folks," said Sam, looking with a sor
rowful air at the broken saw. '
"Mr. Jones never makes allowan
ces," said tho other, boy. "I never
saw anybody like him. That Bill
Smith might havo stayed, only he
jumped into a hen's nest and broke
her egg, lie uareu t tell it: but Mr.
Jones kept suspecting, and laid ev
erything out of the way that happen
ed to Bill, whether Bill was to blame
or not, till Bill couldn't stand it, and
wouldn't.
"Did ho tell Mr. Jones about the
eggs?" asked Sam.
"No," said tho boy, "ho was afraid ;
Mr. Jones has got such an awful tem
per." "I think he had better owned np at
once," said Sam.
"I suspect vou'Il find it better to
preach than to practice, said the boy,
"I'd run away before I'd tell him ;"
and so he turned ou his heel and left
poor Sam all alono with tho broken
saw..
j ho poor boy did not feel very
comfortable or happy. He shut up
tbo wood house, walked out into the
garden, and then went up to his little
chamber under tho caves. He w ish
ed he could tell Mrs. Jones, but she
was not sociable, and ho had rather
not.
"Oh, my God," said Sam, falling on
his knees, "help me to do the thing
that is right."
I don't know what time it was, but
when Mr. Jones came into tho house,
Sam heard him. He got np, crept
down stairs, and met Mr. Jones in tbe
kitchen.
"Sir,, said Sam, "I broke your saw,
and I thought I'd come and tell you
belore you saw it in tbe morning."
f ...... . .
-i suouia mink in the morning
would be soon enough to tell of your
carelessness. w by do you come
down to-night?"
"Dccauso 1 was alraid if 1 put it
off, that I might be tempted to tell
lie about it. I am sorry I broko it,
but 1 tried to be careful."
Mr. Jones looked at the boy from
bead to foot; then, stretching out his
nana, no said :
"There, Sam, give mo your hand.-
Miakc bands; III trust you, Sam.
That's right, that's right. Go to bed
boy. i ever iear, i m glad the saw
broke, it shows the mettle is in you.
uo to bed.
Mr. Jones was fairly won. Never
were there better friends after that
than Sam and he. Sam thinks that
justice has not been dono to Mr,
Jones. If the boys had treated him
honestly and "above board," he
would have been a good man to live
with. It was their conduct that made
bim suspicious. I do not know how
this is; I only knew that Sam Fisher
finds Mr. Jones a kind and faithful
master.
A IV AWKWARD MISTAKE.
A curious story was current in
West-Lnd circles some years ago,
The Duke of Wellington received a
note which be believed emanated
from the bishop of London, request
ing permission "to sketch the Water
loo breeches." The Duke, though
both alarmed and surprised, im
mediately ordered the "small clothes
to be forwarded to St. James square'
with the following characteristic
epistle: "F. M. the Duke of Well
ington presents bis compliments to
the bishop of London, and is not
aware that the breeches be wore on
the occasion of the Battle of Water
loo differ materially from many other
pairs in bis grace's possession, but
they are very much at the bishop s
service,, and he can make any use of
them he thinks proper. The bish
op's consternation on receipt of tbe
above with the, accompanying parcel,
bad tbe eflect of inducing mm immedi
ately to order bis carriage and drive
to the .prime minister with this sad
proof of the wreck of bis grace's
mental powers, whilst the "duke
on the other hand, mounted his
horse and rode to the residence of
the lord chancellor with a similar
announcement in respect to the bish
op, producing the note ho had that
morning received. On a closer ex
amination it was discovered that the
writer was not the bishop of London,
but "Miss Loudon," daughter of the
great landscape gardener, and her
self an artist of some celebrity, ask
ing his grlce's permission to sketch,
not the . "Waterloo breeches," but a
clump , of trees at Starthfieldsaye,
known as the "Waterloo beeches."
The duke has mistaken "Loudon"
for "London," the bishop's usual
signature, the initials being, sin
gularly enough, tbe same in both
cases. Miner's JournaL
(From the Jackson (Mo.) ConliboukJ
A MAI!, CAHItlER WHO WAS
NOT A MALK CAKItlEU.
About four months since, a trim.
rosy-looking boy applied to Colonel
rendergrass, of the Globe Hotel,
mail contractor between this place
and Pcryville, for the situation of
mail carrier on the route. The Colo
nel, pleased with the lithe and sup
ple figure of the applicant, whose
avoirdupois seemed commensurate
with the powers of tho ordinary pos
tal horse or mule, struck the bargain,
and Billy Reed (the name given by
tbe youth) held up his little band
swore to do all kinds of possible and
impossible things with the love-letters,
garden-seeds, P. Ds., etc., that
might be entrusted to his care as a
United States official not liable to
be drafted into the army.
liilly made his first trip in excel
lent time. Herr Fredrichs smiled
sweetly as the mail-bag came flying
into bis window an hour earlier tban
usual; and the Colonel, after looking
at his mule's back to see that it was
not rubbed, patted Billy on tbe bead
and as a reward for bis industry
promised to let bim sleep with the
Globe's general boarder, Captain
Dick Ivors, of the Court House.
But this part didn't work well, for
in the morning Captain Dick inform
ed the landlord that he wanted bim
to take that boy out of his bed, inas
much as said boy slept with bis
clothes on and rolled himself up into
a knot, liilly also complained of
Captain Dick's snoring. In conse
quence, they thereafter wooed tired
Mature s sweet restorer in their own
separate cots.
Billy continued Lis avocation for
about two weeks, when he suddenly
disappeared; but after a short ab
sence returned to tbe mail sacks and
continued on the route until last
Thursday, when be again turned up
missing. Hut the mail must go.
Col. P. started his son Johnny, who,
when near Patton, discovered the
absconding Billy lislurely walking
dowu the road in company with a
young man. Johnny rubbed bis
eyes to make sure it was liuly he
saw: for since be bad last played
marbles with Billy, tbe latter's per
sonal appearance bad undergone a
wonderful change. Instead of the
black slouch bat, was a gay Dolly
Yarden;the coat bad merged in a
loose sack, and the breeches bad
magically disappeared in the bright
folds of a gingham dress, from the
collar of which flashed a resplendent
breastpin. In a word, Billy was
herself again, a charming little maid.
The story is soon told: While out
riding near Perryvill a few days pre
vious, she bad been discovered by
ber brother. He prevailed on her
to stop the "male business, and
come down to Jackson with him.
Wednesday night she quietly folded
up her boyhood's clothes, assumed a
more graceful attire, and, with ber
brother, quietly stole away.
She was born in Bollinger connty
and was early left an orphan. Her
name is Mary Jane Sherwood, aged
about sixteen years, and is quite
comely lass. Mr, Farmer, near
Millers ville, took ber to raise; but
after remaining a short time she went
to live with widow v alentme Knott,
whence she so mysteriously disap
peared as to arouse suspicion of foul
play, now happily allayed. Busi
ness matters she conducted with
scurpulous honesty, and her name is
unattended with tbe shadow of re
proach. So well did she manage
her disguise, that not the slightest
suspicion was entertained by any of
ber real sex.
A TRUTHFUL TALE WHICH
READS LIKE A FICTION.
The five Sacramento merchants
who undertook to build a railroad
through COO miles of an almost un
inhabited country, over mountains
and across an alkali desert, were so
totally unknown to the great money
world, that their project was pro
nounced impracticable by engineers
of reputation, testifying before legis
lative committees; that it was oppos
ed and ridiculed at every step by
moneyed men of San Francisco; that
even in their own neighborhood they
were thought sure to fail, and the
"Dutch Flat Swindle." as it was
called, was caricatured, written down
in pamphlets, abused in newspapers,
spoken against by politicians, de
nounced by capitalists, and for a long
time held in such ill repute that it
was more than a banker's character
for prudence was worth to connect
himself with it, even by subscribing
for its stock.
Nor was this all. Not only credit
to be created for the enterprise
against all these difficulties, but when
money was raised the material for
tbe road the iron, spikes, tbe tools
to dig, the powder to blast, the loco
motives, the cars, the machinery,
evervtbing had to be shipped from
New York around Capo Horn, to
make ah extensive and hazardous
eight months' voyage, before it could
be landed in San Francisco, and bad
then to be reshipped 200 miles to
Sacramento by water. 1 Not a foot of
the iron was laid on the road, on all
tbe miles to Ogden, not a spike was
driven, not a dirt cart was moved,
nor a powder blast set off, that was
not first brought around Cape Horn;
and at every step of its progress the
work depended upon the promptness
with which all this material was
shipped for a voyage of thousands of
miles.
Men too, as well as material, bad
to be obtained from a great distance.
Calif ornitty thinly populated, with
wages very high at that time, could
not supply , the force needed. La-
borers were obtained irom jnow xotk,
from the lower country, and finally
ten thousand Chinese were brought
over the Pacifio Ocean, and their
patient toil completed the work.
50,000 more women thai; men is
the Bay State.
A mSTIXCUTINHED KES
TL'CKIAN.
"Wild I'at" and Ills Crimea.
Tbe Louisville Ledger gives tbe
following incidents in tbe life of a
notfd Kentucky guerrilla horse-thief
named "Wild Pat," who lately got
into the clutches of the law:
"Wild Pat," who gives his proper
name as John McMahon, has been
truly a "wild" and reckless rascal.
During the war be took tbe Confed
erate side and turned guerailla, and
many a deed of blood and robbery
was committed by bim in this dis
guise. He preyed upon Union men
and rebels alike, robbing, and, when
necessary, murdering indiscriminate
ly. His field of operations was
principally in that portion of Ken
tucky lying between the Louisville
and Nashville Railroad and tbe Cum
berland and Ohio rivers, and he is
accused of more than twenty cold-!
blooded murders.
"Wild Pat," was captured in 18G3,
tried as a murderer and guerrilla by
court-martial, by order of General
Walt. Wbitaker, and sentenced to
be bung: but tbe cunning villain
managed to escape tbe day before
the one fixed for bis execution, and
after the rope bad been purchased
and the gallows erected. After bis
escape he renewed bis work of rob
bery and slaughter, and became a
terror to tbe entire population in the
counties on Green river, and be
tween that river and tbe Cumber
land. He frequently extended bis
raids into Tennessee, having under
bim from five to twenty men.
Before the war "Wild Pat" was a
horse thief, and was convicted in
Lyon county of borse-stealing and
sentenced to a long term in the pen
itentiary, but when the boat upon
which the Sheriff of that county,
with Pat, took passage for Louisville,
en route for Frankford penitentiary.
reached Portland, Pat made bis es
cape. He has been sentenced to tbe
penitentiary four times, served two
terms, and is now serving tbe third.
V ben placed in the penitentiary be
was recognized by several of the old
officers of that institution.
We gave tbe particulars of "Wild
Pat's" daring leap from tbe cars be
tween this city and Frankfort, while
being taken to tbe penitentiary. He
bad been permitted to enter the wa
ter-closet on the car, Capt. Atkinson
accompanying him and standing at
the door. While the train was run
ning at the rate of thirty-five miles
an hour Pat hoisted tbe window and
leaped out. The alarm was immedi
ately given by Captain Atkinson, and
Sheriff Spaulding had the train stop
ped, when be and Captain Atkinson,
got off and started in pursuit of tbe
fugitive. After a cbase of half a
mile he was captured and taken on a
freight train to Frankfort and lodged
in the penitentiary. He says he cut
off bis shackles in the Louisville jail,
while waiting the departure of the
train for Frankfort, with a knife
stolen off the boat upon which be
was brought up from Uniontown.
While on the boat he nearly succeed
ed in releasing himself from tho
shackles. The officers in tbe prison
know tbe desperate character of
"Wild Pat" and will keep a sharp
eye on him. He was sentenced for
mule-stealing.
A GAMBLER'S FATE.
A Washington correspondent of
Kansas City Bulletin relates the fol
lowing: Socially speaking, Washington is
deserted. The beautiful lions who
flit, not like swallows, toward the
Summer, but away from it, have
sought the mountains and the cool
spray of the beach. The blinds of
the great drawing rooms are closed,
and no more upon the pavement
comes tbe soft rustle of trailing
raiment, the patter of French heels,
the gleam of jewels and the glitter
of eyes brighter yet.
The gambling dens are closed too
the great army who delight much
to gamble on the green, have gone
to fresher pastures. And now I
must tell you a sad story that came
to us from a little golden-haired
maiden that we caught on the
same mission as ourselves a vis
it to the Senator from Ohio.
She had come to Washington with
her father some six months since,
and been living in very pleas
ant quarters sustained by his exer
tions as a correspondent they had
been of large wealth before the war,
and what were his companions then,
now serve him as news-furnishers.
Within the last few weeks 'only of
late, mind you,' said the lady with
the red lips and dewy eyes bills
had poured in upon them, which her
father seemed unable to meet, . and
one by one she had given bim the
jeweled relics of her former luxury
just for a day, you know, till he
got the money those ugly newspaper
men owed him."
The night before he bad failed to
come borne at the usual hour, and
after waiting wearily till past .piid
night, the little lady sought her pil
low, and found there a note and left
there many hot tears. The , note
stated simply that her father was in
great trouble, and must be away for
many days, and referring her to a
Senator who had been very kind to
them, for assistance. A note to bim
had sketched a direr , tale; the
'trouble' was gambling, and the many
days absence meant eternity,
brought with a few grains of arsenic.
It is a common story and a true one;
but I pray God I may never know
such a low wail of suffering as stole
from the adjoining room, when the
kind-hearted Senator broke the sad
news or see again the look- of dazed
horror that had driven the sunlight
from her dewy eyes when she came
trembling out. It is pleasant, to
know that she will be well cared for;
but I wist that that laugbingt girl
hood will never lie so sweetly again
upon the fair face of thia Little Nell.
From the 8. P. Chronicle.
. IXCEXDIARIAM.
A Dagtardly Reeklcttftuesft of Hu
man Life.
Yesterday morning at half past 3
o'clock officers Brenard and McCaf
rey were on Market street, opposite
Third, when they observed a very pe
culiar and flickering light in Manning
& Corbyc's saloon, known as " The
Parlor," at 720 Market street. They
crossed the street, and looked into the
saloon saw a fire in several places.
They tried to get into the saloon and
found that the door had been locked
inside, and braced with a piece of
wood, and that a piece of cloth had
been stuffed in the key bole to pre
clude the possibility of detection by
that means. After several hard
pushes the door gave way and the
officers entered.
A!f ODOR OF KEEOSEXE OIL
Pervaded the whole place, and fires
were burning aU around the room.
The officers extinguished the flames
without much difficulty, and then en
tered into an investigation of the
premises. They found that fires had
been kindled in eight different places
in the card-room, behind the coun
ter, under a stairway, where a gas
meter stood, and in several oilier
places on the premises. They also
found that the carpets were saturated
with kerosene oil; that the walls were
covered with it in various places, and
that a large quantity had been thrown
on the billiard tables, the covering on
the same being damp from the oil.
Sergeant Ward arrived soon after,
and, after hearing the facts, started to
Jessie street, between Third and
Fourth streets, and
A E RESTED HARRY W. CORBYJT,
One of the proprietors, and charged
him with arson. Corbyn was tbe part
ner who bad charge of the saloon
during Sunday night and up to a
couple of hours previous to the dis
covery by the officers. It is said there
is evidence of a conclusive nature
pointing to him as the incendiary.
The property was insured for S3,000
in tbe Scottish and the State Invest
ment Companies. Corbyn is a broth
er of Sheridan Corbyn, and both were
at times connected with melodious in
this city as managers.
A HEX 10 US CRIME.
Tbe discovery of the attempt to
burn the place was most providential.
The building in which the saloon is
located is three stories high, and in
the upper stories twenty-three persons
were sleeping. Had the fire even
gained a headway, the only mode of
escape by doors would have been cut
off, and if any of the lodgers escaped
with their lives it would have been by
the merest chance. The examination
of Corbyn will take place to-day,
when the full details of the crime will
probably be made public. Since his
arrest it has been ascertained that
Corbyn was in charge of the 6aloon
up to the time of its closing, and he
theu left through a back out let; and
it is believed he left rather hurriedly,
as a rear door was left open.
A CLERICAL JOKER.
Tbe late Elder John Smith,
of
Kentucky, who died recantly at an
advanced age, was one of the most
eccentric wits south of the Ohio riv
er a true gentleman. He was fa
miliarly known throughout Kentucky
as "Raccoon Smith." While still in
the Baptist ministry, and attending
one of tbe annual meetings of that
body, a tall, lank, green specimen of
humanity presented himself before
tbe association as a candidate for the
ministry. He was not regarded a3
being of entirely sound mind, and
labored under the ballucation that
be was especially "called to preach,",
and kept constantly importuning the
association to grant bim the necessary
license. In addition to bis partially
unbalanced mind, young Meeks wa3
the possessor of as huge and un
gainly a pair of feet as ever trod shoe
leather. Tired of bis importunities,
and not being disposed to grant the
license, the association banded bim :
over to Smith, with instructions to
make an end of the case; and be
tween them took place the following
conversation:
Smith So Brother Meeks, you
think you have a special call to
preach?
Meeks Yes, the Lord has called
me to the work, but the association
refuses me the license.
Smith How do vou know you are
called?
Meeks Know it! I feel it in my
heart of hearts. I want my license
Smith Do you believe the Bible,V
Brother Meeks?
Meeks Certainly I do every word
of it. v i
Smith If I can prove by the Bible
that you are not called to preach,
will you be satisfied to drop the mat- '.
ter and not further importune the
association for a license? -t
Brother Meeks assented to this,
and iiaccoon birnm aenoeraiety
opened the New Testament at Ro
mans X., 15t and in a grave tone ;
read: ; "How beautiful are the feet .
of them who preach the Gospel of ,
peace," etc. Then glancing at
Meeks large flat feet, he remarked:
"You see, Brother Meeks, that the
feet of the preacher are beautiful.
You, sir, have the most monstrously .
ugly feet of any man in the State of
Kentucky; therefore, by this Bible,
it is clear you have not been especial
ly called. . -
As Smith finished his remarks, the
entire association went off in a par-? ,
oxysm of laughter; and Meeks, real
ly concluding that he. had not been
"called," bolted from the meeting
house, end never after annoyed' the.
association for a license. ( ; -
' A Connecticut matron, past sixty
years of age, is defended in a divjfrca
suit brought by ber liege lord on, 'tho
ground ' of encouraging improper
attentions from a gay gallant of 70.