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VOL. IX;
PANDY ELLIS IN THE CAVE OF DEATH
BY, MARLINE MANLY.
"So tliet's thcr way Kit Carson
nailed Buck Bailey, are it? Wal, I
must Bay, ye falters did good ear vice
in tuet rancbe er tavern az ye call it.
1 know their town ye speak uv; been
in it, an' a dirtier set o' greasers I
never clapped eyes on. I've been in a
tout like-what ye jest tore about, but
our numbers war more even, an we
had titer light ter see by. But, I say,
Lon, whar on'y'artli did ye git thet
mark at ?" and old Ben, as be spoke,
turned to l,on Carter, a noted trap
per, who had been quietly rolling up
ma sleeve wmie tbe otner was, speak
ing, showing a long, pink mark, which
we all knew was made by a wound
which had never properly healed. He
was the fifth of the party, while your
humble servant made up the half
dozen, "iioys, ' said i,on, "ye see
that," pointing to the vivid mark.
"Ya-as, but what made it, Lon,"
came from several ot the "boys. .
"Camanoh," was the reply, as the
trapper began pulling down the sleeve
of bis greasy hunting shirt, which,
from appearance, had seen good ser
vice. " . ;
"Ye see, boys," he resumed, after
his operation was completed, and bis
sleeve once more in its proper place,
"ye see, I was with Pandy Ellis then,
down south, and we had been kicking
up a big row among the Camancb, so
they were red-hot. Every Indian on
the plains knows Pandy, and the
Camancb they would have given
nearly anything to get the old man,
but, as ye all know, he is as sharp as
a sleel trap, and it takes some to
beat him. We wore all alone, Pandy
and I, but we considered ourselves a
big pile, tar the pld man himself is a
whole team, and a dog under the
wagon. ISut the reds did get randy
at last, and thisvwas how it happened :
Ye see, we were joined by a white
man, who said as how he had just es
caped from the Indians, who were
about to torture him. I believed him;
but several times Pandy be said as
bow he didn't like his looks, and, as it
altewards came out, the old man was
right. I
"However, we consented to his re
maining with us, and it wasn't long be
fore we regretted it, for one day at
least fifty Camancb came pourin' in
on ns. Ye see, we had a cave in the
hills, and no one knew ofitbnt us
three.
"As the reds came tumbling in at
the door by dozens, we beard Tom
Hurst, the feller as had joinedus, give
a yell of triumph and wo knew he
was the traitor, but we couldn't get at
him. Both of ua went to work, but
I being near the door, got out, and
when once in open air made a streak
for cover. A dozen reds followed
me, and only five oame back half an
hour later, ibr ye see I made a stand
and laid the others out with my shoot
ing irons, which I hadn't used as yet.
Them as were left they cleared out,
and I sneaked- back to see what had
became of Pandy. Why,'cuss me, if
thefeller hadn't keptthefight up nearly
half au hour, an' they were just lead
ing him out with his hands bound be
hind ' him when I came up. Then
they began fetching out the dead, an'
I counted eleven corpesea; Pandy had
made it a cave ol death to them Ja
manch. Well, from the. bushes I seen
all this, and soon the whole crowd
went down tbe hill, headina lor the
Indian village. The : white renegade
was with them, but he kept out ot
Pandy'g sight, for the old man has a
deal of power in them little eyes of
his'n, and couldn't stand thcr gaze.
"Although nearly a scbre of their
warriors had fallen, slill tbe Camancb
thought as how they had had the
best of the bargain, and lied Buzzard,
the chief, was highly elated as he
marched with his warriors and pris
oner back to the village, which was
nearly ten miles away. I tell ye,
boys, I bad no idea ot letting randy
remain in the hands of the reds; no,
not if I lost my life in trying to free
him. , ,
"An honest-beartod man ; a true
friend in time of need; a noble speci
men of GotJ's handiwork; a terrible,
fighter; the champion trapper and
trailer on the plains; and a friend t'o
all good, an enemy to all bad ; Buch a
man is Pandy Ellis, and the ranger
wbo would desert him deserves to be
hung and quartered.
"I followed the reds closely to the
toot ot the hill, but when they de
bauched forth upon the open plain 1
let them go, tor it would not do for
me to show myself. "
"Strangely enough, they had no
mustangs, and this is a curious thing
when in connection . With : Camancb,
who always ride. I knew lied Buz
zard was noted for tbe fiue steeds be
bad in bis village, and the only way I
could explain it was that tbey had
oome on foot -during the past night,
and bad not brought steeds ibr fear
that their tramping might betray
them and put us on tbe watch.
"However, be that as It may, they
were on foot, and it took them nearly
half an hour to get so far out on the
plain that I could hardly see them.
Knowing that now there was no
danger of their discovering me should
I set ont, I left the trees that were
npon and around the hills, and began
following them.
"Well, 1 won't tire ye about this,
but go right on. Before darkness
came on I was in a small grove of
trees, about quarter of a mile from the
Indian village, seated on a limb among
the trees, and taking observations. I
could toon tell which place the prison
er wag oonfiued in, for a guard stood
at the door. I kaew that there
would be two of them after dark, for
Pandy Ellis was a big prisoner, one
not captured every day, and precau
tions must be taken to guard against
his escape.
"Well, toys, I noted everytning
about the Indian village, and when
darkness came I felt sure that I could
crawl about among the lodges with
out losing myself.
I would ruucb ratber tbe moon
had stayed in, but two hours after
sunset (and in the south ye know there
is no twilight ; it gets dark at sunset)
ehe made her appearance. I would
have done my work in this two hours
ot darkness only tbe Uamanclt were ail
awake, eating their suppers around
fires.
- "But impatient as I was, I remained
quiet until midnight, and then I set
out on my mission. The grass waB
several teet high, and so 1 bad no dif
ficulty in getting into the village, al
though I was nearly an hour in doing
it. At last, however, I rose up be
hind a lodge, and after stopping for a
moment to recover my breath, 1 be
gan oreepiug up from lodge to lodge,
aiming for the one that I knew con
tained old Pandy. Well, I soon got
near it, and by nsing my peepers I
oould see the shadowy form of the
sentinel, who was in front ot the pris
on lodge.
"It faced the west, and therefore
the north and part of the western side
of it were in the shade, as the moon
bad not yet reached her highest point.
"I knew I mnst get up to that senti
nel and slay him, but how I was to do
it puzzled me at first. After taking
in the surroundings, however, I man
aged to form a plan, which I proceed
ed to put into operation at once.
"In ten minutes I managed to get
to the side of house that was in the
deepest shade, and here I lay quite
for some time. Then, just as I was
about to crawl forward, I faneied I
heard a very slight choking sound
around the side of the lodge, as
though the guard in front of the door
was halt coughing. All was silent,
bovever, and in another moment I
was around the corner of the skin
lodge, crawling toward the guard,
who seemed to be very sleepy, for be
leaned against the door as he sat upon
the ground.
"Reaching a convenient place I
leaped lightly forward and clasped
bim by the throat.
"I was about to 'smite him under
the fifth rib,' when I noticed that 'he
did not even shudder as I grasped
bim, and then the whole truth broke
in upon me.
" Uie guard teat dead; tl was a
corpse J teas clasping by the throat.
"A look at the skins in frout of me
showed- me a bole cut in them. Old
Pandy had a knife ooncealed on bis
person, and after freeing himself of
his bonds had out a hole close by the
drowsy guard's head, and from that
hole dealt the death blow. It was the
Indian's last gasp that I had heard.
Going around the oorner I met Pan
dy, and ho recognized me, although
at first he took me for an Indian, It
did not take ns long to form a plan
by means of which we could get rid
of the second guard, who was in the
moonlight and could see any one
crawling towards him. Pandy wait
ed at the corner of the lodge, knife in
band, and ten minutes afterward I
oame into the Indian's sight, about
thirty yards away, crawling along and
not looking toward tbe prison lodge.
While the guard's attention was di
rected toward me, the old ranger
crept up behind him and laid his hand
upon the redskin's throat, and when
I reached 'em tbe man was dead.
Going over to the corral we selected
two fine mustangs and put some
bridles made out of my lasso on to
them and led 'em out.
"Here a new difficulty presented
itself. Pandy said he wouldn't leave
the village until he got his own weap
ons, for lie oouldn't part with his old
rifle and knife.
"He bad seen Red Buzzard take
them all into bis lodge, and while I
sat upon one of the horses and held
the other, he went over to a large
lodge and orept in.
"Boon I beard a loud yell, then a
stunning blow. I was in the shadow
of a lodge with the horses, and none
of the Indians as they came out saw
me; but I could see tbe chiefs lodge,
and was very impatient for Pandy.
The cool ouss bad knocked the chief
senseless with his fist, and now, even
though be knew his danger, he lit a
torch and hunted until he found his
things. When he oame out a yell
greeted him, and Pandy he made a
dash tor me. I rnsbed out with the
mustangs and met bim. Mounted,
we rode through tbe crowd of reds,
firing our revolvers and riding tbem
down. One of their bullets run along
my arm and made a terrible flesh
wound, but did no worse damage.
Well, we got ont of the village, and
the Camanch they pursued as on their
mustangs, but ye see we had picked
two of tbe best, and during that wild
ride Pandy he knocked over four of
the reds (I couldn't use only one arm
so I kept quiet), and then tbe Ca
manoh left us, wiser but sadder men.
That's how I got that mark, boys,
and Pandy he doctored it up, and
we've always been friends-eversinoe;"
and Lon proceeded, with an ember
from the fire, to light bis pipe, which
hsd gone out during the reoital of bis
yarn.
Tho cholera, at Greenville baa de
veloped a few case of monstrous de
pravity, one of which J will relate
without mentioning names. An old
gentleman, probably nearly seventy
years of age, wbo lived a mile or two
in the country, and is noted for his
recklessness and alter defiance of the
laws of God, came into town one day,
and, passing down the street, cried
out that he intended to spread the
cholera over the to wn . He then went
to an undertaker and wanted to know
if he could make bim a coffin and
what be would charge. The reply
was that if be wanted it before his
death he would charge him $25, but
if aftecJbe- would only charge $14.
He told him to proceed with the mat
ter, but to be sure to make it out of
two.iooh plank, and leave it open at
both ends, so that if the devil comes
in at one end be could escape at tbe
other. That night be was strioken
down with cholera, and by morning
was a corpse.
A sweet strain Straining hopey.
ALBANY, OREGON, FFJDAY, OCTOBER 31, 1873.
Looses and lewd hpirits. -
The Victoria Woodhull wing of the
society of Arrlorican Spiritualists have
been holding their annual national
convention at Chicago, the present
week. The attendance was quite
large. From Iowa only one delegate
was reported, a Mr. or Mrs. or miscel
laneous W. J. Shaw, whd credited
him or herself to Iowa Falls. The
Tribune's report of the meeting says
the status of the members of the con
vention was to be put as below the
middlings. It was composed mainly
of old women, while the men who
were present had very much the np-
poarauce ot old women too, .there
were young women then!; some few
girls, apparently about sixteen years ot
age; but it was noticeable that none of
these were good looking, the vast ma
jority having their features marred by
strawberry blazes scarred by soalds,
or kerosene accidents, or pitted with
small-pox a tact which suggested the
idea that spiritualism ot the Wood
bull Bort is a dernier resort for shelved
virgins, or those unfortunates to whom
nature has denied even a modicum of
the charms of the sex, who may, in
fact, be epitomized under the expres
sive term ot "sexual scarecrows.
The majority, however, were 'old men
and women, some ot them in then-
dotage, with their fymy eyes, which
peered through speotacles at the speak
er, brightening up occasionally as tbe
thin lips ot the Woodbull quivered
under a more than licentious allu
sion to a more than usual prurient
subject.
Mrs. Woodhull was present, and as
President of the society, made the an
nual address. Tbe Tribune says the
speaker came before the audience with
much ot dramatic eltect. Her atti
tude was striking, not to say menac
ing. Her body she poised lightly up
on her right leg, the left thrown for
ward, her right arm was held tight
aoross her chest, a la Tom Sayors,
while the left was flung carelessly be-
hind her baok, after the manner in
vogue with the "fanoy," who, toward
the close of a "mill," feels that he has
a soft thing, and can indulge in a littlo
brilliancy and etteot tor the beneht ot
those outside the ropes. Her position
taken she began. A report ot her speech
is spared tbe printer and the public.
It was a tirade against everything
outside of the Spiritualistic pale; it
knocked religion out ot tune, floored
the clergy, showed un tho hirMnn he.
rort
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flipi
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thei
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thi't
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Emperor or violator, explained Wall
street operations, and slowly but sure
ly tended to that Bubject which is the
beginning and end of WooJlmllism
free-love. Only occasionally did the
audience exhibit any emotion, but,
when they did, they were uproarious,
and the shrill hisses were fairly
drowned in the thunderous cheering
and stamping. Thus, when Victoria
expressed her readiness to oblige any
gentleman present troubled with car
buncle by opening the dangerous pim
ple with a jack-knife: when she said
she could hold iu a knapsack all the
virtue, male and famale, contained in
the room; when she launohcd forth
her choicest billingsgate upon tho
Young Men's Christian Association
societies, tbe applause was tremen
dous. The attack upon the would-be
disorganizes of the Association, or
usurpers ot Her power, she treated to
something very ohoice, so choice, in
tact, that it need not be reproduced.
Tbe biggest hit, however, was when
she challenged any one in the room,
gentleman or lady, to confront her
with the assurance that be or she (the
conironter, of course,) was pure. The
strangest part of it wsto that, although
several of the most ardent disciples of
Woodhull are young, and reioice in
the title "Miss," and tbe Woodhull's
challenge was general, not one of them
took it up.
The only new thing advanced by
the Woodhull at this last Convention
was that the parent has no individual
claim upon the child. Of course she
maintained her views of the marriage
relation, saying of married life: "Of
all the monstrous propositions, this is
the most monstrous. As a theory, it
is absurd enough; but as a practice it
issimply revolting infernalism. Even
the condition of prostitutes, of which
there is so muoh pretended commiser
ation is to be preferred to this."
The sentimeut ot the Convention
was very generally and heartily in
support of Woodhull and her theories.
One Randolph brought down the
house by a speech, just heloro tho ad
journment, in which he declared that
he might sink or swim, go to heaven
or hell, be damned or saved, it matter
ed not; bell might be frozen over fivo
feet thick, and the whole world be
skating upon its surface before he
would shrink lrom supporting the no
ble woman who was leading on the
good work of social reform. Des
Moines lleguter.
At a private party recently held in
Detroit, a boy tboughtlossly drew a
chair away from a corpulent gentle
man wbo was about to seat himself,
thereby letting him dowa on tbe floor
inavery unpleasant manner. A mer
ry lough greeted tbe unfortunate vic
tim when tbe "joke" was discovered,
which, however, was soon changed
into a murmur of regret,- for it was
soon found that tbe gentleman was
unable to rise. He was assisted into
an adjoining room, where a physician,
wbo was one of the guests, ascertain
ed that tho force of the fall bad cre
ated a rupture the effect of which will
be felt through life.
A man is a fool if be be engaged
with an ill that be cannot remedy,
or if be endures one that bo can.
He must bear the gont, but there is
no occasion to let a fly tickle bis
nose,
BURIED ALIVE.
A Romance of the Tomb.
In tbe year 1400, Ginevra de Ami-
era, a Florentine beauty, married,
under parental pressure, a man who
had failed to win her heart, that she
bad given to Antonio Rondinelli.
Soon afterward the plague broke out
in Florence; Uinovra leu ill, appar
ently succumbed to the malady, and
being pronounced dead, was tbe
same day consigned to the family
tomb.
Some ont), however, bad blunder
ed in the matter1, for' in the middle of
tbe night, the entombed bride woke
out of her trance, and badly as her
living relatives had behaved, found
ber dead ones still less to her liking,
and lost no time in-quitting the si
lent company upon whose quietude
she had unwillingly intruded. Speed
ing through the sleep-wrapped BtreeU
as swiftly as her clinging cerements
allowed, Ginevra sought the home
from which she bad so lately been
borne.
Roused from his slumbers by a
knocking at the door, the disconso
late widower of a day oautiously
opened an upper window, and see
ing a shrouded figure waiting below,
in whose upturned face he recognized
the lineaments of the dear departed,
he cried, "Go in peace, blessed spir
it," and shut the window precipitate
ly. With sinking heart and slacken
ened step the repulsed wife made her
way to ber father's door, to receive
the like benisun from her dismayed
parent.
Then she crawled on to an uncle's,
where the door was indeed opened,
but only to be slammed in her face
by the frightened man, who, in his
hurry, forgot even to bless his ghost
ly caller. The cool night air pene
trating tbe undress of the hapless
wanderer, made her tremble and
shiver, as she thought she had waked
to life only to die again in the cruel
streets.
"Ah!" she sighed, "Antonio would
not have proved so unkind."
This thought naturally suggested
it was her duty to test his love and
courage; it would be time enough to
die if he prove like the rest. The
way was long, but hope renewed her
limbs, and soon Ginevra was knock
ing timidly at Antonio's door. He
opened it himself, and although
startled by the ghastly vision, calmly
uired what the spirit wanted with
browing ber shroud away from
face, Giuevra exclaimed:
I am no spirit, Antonio; I am
t Ginevra you once loved, who
buriod ye&terday buried alive 1"
fell senseless into the welcoming
s of her astonished, delighted
cr, ' whose cries lor help soon
brought down his sympathizing fam
ily to hear the wondrous story, and
bear its heroine to bed, to be tender
ly tended until she bad recovered
from the shock and was as beautiful
as ever again.
Then came the difficulty. Was
GinevraTlo return to the man who
had buried ber, and shut bis doors
against hor, or give herself to the
man who had saved her from a seo
ond death? With such powerful
special pleaders as love and gratitude
on his side, of oourse, Antonio won
the day, and a private marriage made
the lovers amends for previous dis
appointment. They, however, had' no intention
of keeping in hiding, but the very
first Sunday after they became man
and wife, appeared in public togeth
er at the Cathedral, to the confusion
and wonder of Ginovra's friends.
An explanation ensued, which satis
fied everybody except the lady's first
husband, who insisted that nothing
but her dying in genuine earnest
could dissolve the original matri
monial bond.
Tbe case was referred to the bish
op, who, having no precedent td-curb
his decision, rose superior to tech
nicalities, and declared that the first
husband had forfeited all right to
Ginevra, and must pay over to Anto
nio the dowry he bad received with
ber a decree at which all true lov
ers in Florence heartily rejoiced.
Is Youn Note Good? A Boston
lawyer on School Street, was .called
on a short time ago by a boy, wbo
inquired if he had any waste paper to
sell. The Lawyer had a crisp, keen
way of asking questions, and is, more
over, a methodical man, So pulling
out a drawer, he exhibited his slock
of waste paper.
' ' Will you give me twenty-five cents
for that?" '
The boy looked at the paper doubt
ingly. a moment, and offered fifteen,
"bone," said the lawyer, and tbe
paper was quickly transferred to tbe
bag by the boy, whose eyes sparkled
as be lifted tbe weighty mass.
Hot till it was safujy stowed away
did he announce that be had no mon
ey. "No money! How do you expect to
buy paper without money?"
Not prepared to state exactly bis
plan of operations, the boy made no
reply.
"Do you consider your note good?"
asked the lawyer.
"Yes, sir."
"Very well; if you say your note's
good, I'd just as soon have it as tbe
money; but if it isn't good I don't
want it."
Tbe boy affirmed that be consider
ed it good; whereupon tho lawyer
wrote a note for fifteen cents, which
the boy signed legibly, and, lifting
the bag of papers, trudged off.
Soon after dinner the little fellow
reappeared, and producing the mon
ey, announced that be baa come to
pay his note.
"Well," said the lawyer, "thia is
the first time I ever knew a note to
be taken up tbe day it was given.- A
boy who will do that is entitled to
note and money too;" and giving bim
both, sent bim on bis way with amil
iug face and a happy heart,
A PAGE OF AUSTRALIAN LIFB.
A Kangaroo Fight,
An Inglewood, Australia, paper
gives the following account of a fight
with a Kangaroo: Kangaroo bunt
ing, though not altogether lacking
the spice of danger which gives the
greatest zest to active sports, is, how
ever, unusually indebted for it to the
natural difficulties of the country
ridden over; and coolness, a quick
eye for overhanging branches
and a staunch and knowing horse
to deal with fallen timber, are, there
fore, generally sufficient to enable
the sportsman to bag his game, and
insure him against "a spill," the only
danger to which his anticipations
carry bim when setting forth on bis
expedition, - But tbe gentle and
harmless kangaroo sometimes as
sumes the aspect trf a formidable
"old rand" and then tbe chase be-'
oonies a very different matter, involv
ing such little unpleasantness as
squeezed and maimed dogs, scratch
ed horses and torn clothes, perhaps
skin.
Such an experience of "catching a
Tartar" was furnished to three Ingle
wood sportsmen, on Wednesday last,
when out kangarooing on Boort run.
They found a large mob of the ani
mals and killed oue, and then turned
their attention to "a regular boom
er," standing nearly seven feet high,
which they cut oft from the rest, for,
so far from Bbowing any disposition
to make off, be appeared as eager for
a fray as his assailants, and fearlessly
rushed upon tbe three horsemen and
five dogs opposed to him. Two of
the dogs were kangaroo dogs, two
others were coolies, and the fifth was
a small terrier, which was the only
one of the hunting party that did not
seem to have too much of the battle
before the fight was closed. The
kangaroo dogs and coolies were suc
cessively taken up as tbey dashed at
the "old man b throat and treated
to a squeeze, which efleotually damp
ened their ardor, and they slunk away
into inglorious seourity, while the
little terrier too small to be hugged,
and too quick to be ripped worried
and teased to the end.
In the meantime the horsemen
were not idle, bat used the sticks
with which they bad armed them
selves to good purpose; but they bad
a tough antagonist to deal with, and
when he got rid of the canine ene
mies be seemed to be quite able and
willing to return the favors they were
bestowing upon him. He caught
one around the waist and tried to
pull bim from his horse, but luokily
his grip failed, and he succeeded in
tearing trousers, and thigh. He
then caught , the horse round the
neck, and was with difficulty beaton
off. He then made a rush at another
of the horses, and only succeeded in
dashing bis claws into its hind
quarters, and the startled animal
went oft at a racing speed, the rider
losing his bat in the run, and not
daring for a short time to look back,
thinking that the "old man" was
hanging on behind.
After about an honr and a half of
this sort of work, the hunters were
completely fagged out, and drew off
their forces. When they had retired
about one hundred yards, they look
ed back, and there was the "old
man" calmly licking bis wounds,
keeping possession of the battle field.
and surveying tbem with tbe look of
a conqueror, as if he had1 not tbe
slightest objection's to trying con
clusions with tbem again. This so
provoked them that they went back
and bad another set-to, assisted only
by the terrier, though, for the otber
dogs had enough of bis kangaroo
ship; but the seoond battle endod as
the first did, and the sportsmen bad
to confess themselves beaten, and
leave tbe hunt without the brusb.
MAX ADDLER ON MARRIED LIFE.
When the Sawyers returned from
their wedding trip we of oourse call
ed upon;them. Mrs. Sawyer alone
was at borne, and, after a brief dis
cussion of tbe weather, our conversa
tion t-urned upon Sawyer. We bad
knowrrhim for many years, and we
took pleasure in making Mrs. Saw
yer believe that be had as muoh
virtue as an omnibus load of patri
archs and martyrs, and the wisdom
of Solomon, with a couple of editions
of tbe revised encyclopedia thrown
in. Mrs. Sawyer assented joyously
to it all, but we thought we detected
a shade of sadness on ber face when
she spoke. We asked her if any
thing was the matter; if Sawyer's
health was not good. "Oh, yes,"
she said, "very good indeed, and she
loved him dearly. He was the best
man in the world, but but ."
Then we assured Mrs. Sawyer that
she might speak frankly to us, as we
were Sawyer's most intimate friond,
and could smooth any little unpleas
antness that might mar their happi
ness. She then said that it was noth
ing. It might seem foolish to speak
of it; she knew it was not ber dear
husband's fault, and she ought not
to complain: but was bard, bard to
submit when she reflected that there
was but one thing to prevent her be
ing perfectly happy: yes, but one
thing: "For oh, Mr. Adeler, I
wopld ask for nothing more in this
world if Ezekiel only bad a Roman
nose I" We did not mention the
subject to Ezekiel when we met bim
for fear of exciting bim. But it is
sad to think of two young loving
hearts separated just for want of one
Roman nose. Any woman who truly
loved ber busbaqd might, we think,
live happily with him It be bad a
nose like a bar of Castile soap.
An Iowa young man, arraigned
for assaulting and battering his
sweetheart witu a kiss, was discharg
ed because tbe girl was so won
drously lovely that tbe judgo said be
bad to cling to the arms of bis chair
to keep from kissing ber bimself .
Appropriate slang for burglars
"Give us wrest,"
NO. 12
Ht. Louis Republican.) ,
PARTY BREAK VP.
It is impossible as yet to estimate
the momentum of the great upheaval,
or to dearly point out the direotiou
whioh it may take. It is one of the
most remarkable laots connected with
this revolt of the people that it is vol
untary. If parties grow from seeds of
conviction germinating in the general
oonsoiousness, tbe Farmers movement,
as it is called, is a very piMtnising de
velopment. It has nut been forced by
any hot-house expedient. It has ap
peared all at onue, not in one town
ship, eottnty of State but all over the
Mississippi valley, and in the Gulf
States, It is growing, too, not alone
in the numbers of its adherents, but it
is expanding in its views and purposes.
The leaders are for most part new
men in publio life, but tbey are rapid
ly acquiring the knowledge iu which
tbey Were deficient, and now no lon
ger address their appeals to tho far
thers as a class, but to all classes in
terested in seouring a thorough re
formation of tbe politics of tbe na
tion. In its deeper analyses this move
ment reveals a reactionary spirit a
force of uuiversal conviction in the
publio mind that the charaoter of the
government has been ohanged, and
ohanged not in the interests of the
great body of the people. It seeks to
restore to them the balance of power
lost during tbe fierce struggles of tbe
last fifteen yedrs. It means a protest
against assumption of unwarranted
power by those appointed to execute
tbe laws; means a warfare ainst con
centration of power in the hands of a
few: it manifests hostility to the rule
ot rings; it strives to break the power
and provtnt the undue ascendency of
great mianoial corporations; it tights
agaiust the growth ot corporation aris
tocracies; it aims to seoure a return to
the precedents of the purer days of
tberepublio, thereby arresting the now
too plainly maifestod lendenoy to cen
tralization nerbaus imneralism. But
as yet the principles have been un
formulated, and its political ideas are
uncrystalized. It is not however, a
blind exhibition of force. The fun.da
metal dootrines are plain enough in
their manifestation. There is no room
for mistaking the purposes of the great
body oi the people, They are mak
ing war upon abuses which have grown
up in the government, and which
threaten to become integral elements
instead of aooidental excrescenses.
The people are running no tilt against
windmills. J. hey realizo the power
that is to be arrayed against them, and
are preparing for a struggle in1 which
all old party distinctions will be tor
gotten; and which will terminate only
when they have succeeded, or the lib
erties of tbe people aro destroyed.
VAOAL1SM.
A dispatch from Washington to
the New York Jlerald conveys a
pioco of information which will prove
of peculiar interest to Virginians,
whose love lor tmmemory ol Thom
as Jeflurson has always risen 'above
parly. Says the Herald' oorresdond-
ent :
"Old Commodore Levy was re
markable for his bravery and bis ad
miration of Jefferson. He was, in
short, an original Democrat, and had
no love for Cwsar. More than a quar
ter ot a oentury ago, and while com
manding the Eurouean squadron, he
employed f celebrated Itufun artist to
make him a lull length statue ot Jet
ferson, wlibh he had cast in bronze.
This statue he brought home and
presented to the government, with a
request that it bo placed in a conspic
uous place in one of the public
grounds. A Whig Congress made
an attempt to refuse the gift, but
Webster, more generous than Con
gress, came to the resoue, and, being
a friond of Commodore, be had it ac
cepted and placed on a pedestal in
front of the While House, where it
has ever since stood, an embodiment
ot the simplicity and the Democratic
principles on which our Government
was founded. The present occupants
of the White House have for some
time regardod this statue with great
dislike, and have hinted to General
O. E. Baboock that it ought to be re
moved. Baboook only requires a
word, and is to-day proceeding to
carry out the commands, and the
statue ot Jetforson, the gilt of the
brave old Commodore, is bound hands
and feet, with ropes, ready to bo lift
ed from the place where it has stood
for more than a quarter of a century
and to be placed in an obsoure part of
the grounds, away from publio view.
Congress did not authorize this work
of vandalism, nor did it make any ap
propriation for the work dow being
done in front of the White House.
General O. E. Babcock now assumes
the entire responsibility. The worst
feature of the whole affair is in the
faot that in the place whero the statue
stood, an unsightly iron fountain is to
be placed, suggesting very different
thoughts. So muoh for Jefferson's
dislike of anything like Ctosarism."
A Question Settled A colored
donating society in Trenton, Tenn.,
has just debated tbe question, "Which
is the most profit to msu money ir
ednoation ?" One of the debators
argued that if it hsd not been for ed
ucation, the world would not have
been half so large as it is. This
olinoher was met, however, by the
argument that "If it wasn't lor money,
how you gwine to ride on de kyarr"
It was at once decided in favor of
money. .
Yotmo Ladibs. It Is not your dress,
your shawl, or your, pretty fingers,
that attract men of sense. It is tbe
true loveliness of your nature that
wins and continues to retain the af
fection of the heart. Young ladies
sadly miss it who 'labor to improve
tbe outward looks, while tbey bestow
not a thought on the mind. Fools
may be won by gewgaws and showy
dresses, but the wise and substantial
are never caught thus. Let modety
be your drcaa,
Huiine- notices in Local, Columas, it
cents per IfoS, each insertion. ' '
for legal am) transient adrortisemerts tt
per square of It lines, for the irtt insertion,
and (1 to per ,qUare for each subsequeat
aertioo. ,
TnE LAST MJPI'KR,"
BY JOAQBIJ, h ri.tm,
From tbe text "And when they had suntr a
hymn, they went Into the Mount of Olives."
What song song the twelve wlHi tho Savior,
When finished trie Rocramont wine T
Were they bowed and suMucd hi behavior.
Or bold aa made bold with a sign 7
Were the hairy breasts stron (t and defiant
Were the naked arms brawny and strong r
Weft, (be twonled tips lifted reliant,
Throat forth and full sturdy with song .
What sang they f What sweet song of Zloi,
With Christ In their midst like a crowu,
Whllo hrre sat Hulnt Peter, the lion ;
Abd thelo, like a lamb, with head down,
Sat Saint John, with his silken and raven ,
Rich hair on his shoulders, and eyes
Lifting p to their faces unshaven.
Like a sensitive child In surprise.
Wna the song as strong Sshcrmon swinging
Their nets full of hope to the sua f
Or low, liko the ripple wave, singing
Be songs on tholr loved Oallloe 1
Were they sad with ton-shadows of sorrows;
Like the birds that sing krw when the breoiet
Is lip-toe with a tale of to-morrows .
Of earthquakes and singing of sees f
Ah J soft was their song as the waves aro
That fall In low musical moans ;
And sad, 1 Should' soy, as the winds arc
That UloW by the white gravestones.
One woman murders- uf.r i-'uii-iMy
POR HER MONEY A.1D JEWELRY.
, New York dates of the 7th gives)
the following horrible murder case:
Tbe laots developed in the Willams
burg murder oase appear to be as fol
lows! Miss llamili, wbose charred
remains were found with a oord about)
her nock, was a most intimate friend
of Mrs, Morrigon, who, it is believed,
murdered her for the sake of her
money and jewelry. Miss' llamili
and Mrs. Morrigon were school-mates-
in the Ursuline convent at Moorisan-
ia, New York, and were inseparable
companions, their intimacy con
tinued after they left the oonvent, and
Miss llamili Was a constant visitor at
the house of Mr. Morrigon, and on
the occasion always took some valu
able token as a gift to hor friend. On
last Tuesday at'tornoon Miss Hamill
appeared at the door of Mrs. Many
foil's house and asked admittance.
She was dressed in blaok silk, wore a
handsome pair of diamond earrings,
with brooob and massive chatelaine
gold chain. She was admitted and
passed up stairs to Mrs. Juorngons
apartments, and from that hour the
unlortiinato lady was never seen until
her charred and mutilated remains
were found amid the wreak of the-
half burned house, James Hamill,
one of the brothers of the murdered
woman, said that his sister was in
affluent circumstances, was owner of
houses in East Tenth Street, New
York, always had a large amount of
money in her possession. Her inoomo
from her houses is stated to be about
$2,000 a month. Her rents wore gen
erally collected on tho first ot tbe
month. Tuesday was tbe second day
of the month. It is not at all unlikely
that Miss Hamill had a large sum of .
money in her purse when assailed by
violent hands. Tho gold watoh chain
and jewelry of Miss Hamill are still
missing Late last evening Mrs.
Morrigon made a full confession,
the police refused to give the report
ers any information in regard to it,
and it was ascertained that she mur
dered Miss Hamill on Tuesday night '.
by strangling hor with a clothes-line.
This she did in the absence of hor
husband, and fearing he wortld return ,
in lime to find the dead body, stowed
it away' between the bedtiuk and the
slats. When Morrigon returned
home that night, she induced him to
remain out of lhe'room,and on Thurs- '
day night, for the nurposo of destroy
ing the evidence ol her guilt, she set
fire to the plaoe. Miss llamili after
completing her education, took tho
veil, and was known as Sister Augus
ta. At the expiration of four years
she was in some way released from
ber vows. Un Monday she had re
ceived a letter from a Sister Augusta.
belonging to some order in Pittsburg,
cotitaiuing a souvenir, and inviting her
to go out there on a visit. W lieu she
left tbe house on Tuesday Bhe re-
marked that she was going to Tenth
Street tooolleot some rents and would
then proeeeed to Pittsburp;. It is
presumed she went to bid her friend,
Mrs. Morrigon, good bye before slio
started for tho West. The husband
of Mrs, Morrigon is bolioved to ba
guiltless,
Taa Bisiiop and tub Colliers. Tho
Birmingham Morning News says that
a story, in which the Bishop of Lich
field is tbe prominent bgure, is just
now circulating Wolverhampton. It
is to tbe effect that while walking in
the Blaok country, a short time ago,
his lordshtD saw a number ot miners
seated on the ground, and went to
wards tbem with tbe object of saying
a "word in season." He asked them
what they were doing, and was tuU
by one of the men that they had been
"loyin'." The Bishop evinood soma
astonishment, and asked for an ex
planation. "Why. rer see," said.
one of the men, "one of us fuu'
(found) a kettle, and we been a try
ing who can tell the biggest lie to ha'
it." His lordship was shocked, and
proceeded to read tbe men a lecture,
telling them, among other things,
that be bad always been taught that
lying was an awful offense, and that,
in fact, so strongly had this been im
pressed upon bim that he had never
told a lie in tbe whole course of bis
life. His lordship bad barely finish
ed when one df the men, who had
previously remained silent, exclaim
ed, "Gie the governor tbe kettle; gie
the governor the kettle."
Many a true heart that would have
oome back like a dove to the urU, af
ter its first transgression,, has beoa
frightened beyond recall by the sav
age charity of an uuforgivin-j spirit,
A man t-rith Imt nna idea iu his
bead is sure to exaggorute that to lop
heaviness, and thus he ltweu bu
equilibrium.
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