Image provided by: Oregon City Public Library; Oregon City, OR
About Oregon City enterprise. (Oregon City, Or.) 1871-188? | View Entire Issue (Nov. 28, 1873)
' - I J -: 11 lis -fcsesfct'.' - -4t -i.K.'--x O o o o o o 3 f v. c o o o 4 O VOL. 8. OREGON CITY, OREGON, FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 28, 1873. 0 NO. 5. o ft iff 4)1 'W' rr.i c o o o o o O O o o c o O O O o WOllSHTIIAX MKATII. BY K. K. nitOWN. I had three sons three darling boys, Fair as the rosy morn ; And every day 1 thanked my God That theVo three babes were born. The v crew in beauty, and they tilled M v tiumllu cot with glee ; Mv widowed life could not be sad, Since these were left to ine. poath came ; a shining mark he found My tirt-lorn stricken lay; J knelt beside his eouch and prayed As only inotliers pray. In vain; upon his lips I pressed One last, Lug, lingering kiss, Knd tlioiightithat nevermore my heart ' Could know- a pang like this. Years passed ; the other two went forth, To tread life's busy mast, With health and strength m every limb, And love in each pure heart. And when war's clarion blast rang out Through ill our favored land, Mv next Ih.v rushed to meet the foe, foremost in freedom's band. Bravely he met the battle's shock ; And history's pages tell How with cur banner round him wrap ped. My darling hero fell. He sleeps to-dav where marble shafts ilie o'er the martyred dead ; For him mv nmtlier heart is proud, Kven w hllo tiiese tears I shed. Siill one was left my youngest boy 1 lolucd l my breast. And thought in his strong heart to find A refuge n.iU a lest. IJutah. a dec ier grief than all Sweeps o'er mv soul to-day ! I niuuni as never yet 1 mourned hove mv liit-iorn's clay ; o For his puro spi. it, free from sin, Souivu to its native heaven. M v uvi oiii? iiieu for freedom's sake jlis liie was freely given. Hut this one over heart and brain A demon ' spell is cast ; In:eiic;rau;c rules, with iron hand, My yuuiijj'e.it one, my last. 3 I pkad whh him my prayers are scorned': In vain mv tears are sent ; This is the bitterest cup of all Is it in mercy sent? To see him .-teeied in sin and shame, Hi: who was nin e mv pride, With mind debased and heart, estrang ed Would that he, too, had died! Mv soul is wrung with anguish deep ; Kither, kneel to tiiee! , ? Thou who tan.-t break the captive s bonds. Oh', set my darling free. r. rant's :rab. The New York Journal of C om mrrce has a correspondent in Wash ington who peaks very confidently rsepec fm rue irosiect of cretuncr the salary bill repealed. Here is hi prophecy: "One Senator who has taken and kept the hack salary, and proposes to keep it. awl who boldly defended the act, says Congress will be oblig es 1 to repeal th:; law. Ho says the tide of popifar opinion is strongly tut against it, and while he maintains that the act was jnst and right, lie pays he does not think it will pay the Republican party to lash to its back a load that is too heavy to carry, lie says he lias no doubt Congress will repeal the law soon after its meeting, and that ho intends lo pro pose it. 'Let him offer his bill,' iM another Senator, and let us then nee who will dare siwak and vote against repeal of the law." This is all very well, and we hope it will turn out to be true; but it is remarkable that of the many writers jw ho have denounced this dishonest and disgraceful bill very few have demanded specifically and squarely the repeal of that part of it which doubles the President salary; and of the many conventions which have ex pressed the public sentiment upon the question r!ot one raised the ques tion in an u nq alined and unequivo cal manner. Of course the bill should be repealed. The only part of it which can be justified at all is that relating to the salaries of the Supreme Court Judges; but the worst and most justifiable portion of the whole is the doubling of the President's salary. This is without any justification or reason whatever. At the old rate of compensation e.very President has saved a handsome sum of money. President Johnson saved som 70,000; Mr. Lincoln saved as much; and if Gen. Grant lias spent the whole of his salary, he has managed in other ways to se cure a great increase of fortune since be became President. As Mr. Wil lard of Vermont has shown, the ap propriations for the benefit of the President for. providing and main taining his house and establishment amount to over 100,000 a year at the old rate of salary; and this is quite enough for any man even in these times of show and shoddy crumbling to ruin. When the average earnings of a farmer are only o00 a ' year and when bank ruptcy "and distress exist on every side, the proposition to double the President's salary, ami to do it by trick and without giving any op portunity for expression of public sentiment, isjone that cannot le tol erated. If Congress w ill now repeal the bill and bring the salary of the President baHc to the old figure, verv well. It not. that question must le an issue in the election of 1S76. . Of course we understand that President Grant's dquble pay is not reduced. He lias lobbied for it, got, and will enjoviit: but the people will demand that the President who is elected in 1S7Q shall not be sustained by receiving aiy such money. A vessel orie hundred and nine years old arrived at Philadelphia a few days ago with a cargo from Greenland. Her name is the Trne Love. She was built at Philadel phia twelve years before the Decla ration of Independence. The origi nal timbers are sound as ever. The Last of the Modocs. From the Platte City Enterprise. ABItlVAX, AT THEIli SEW HOME. On Wednesday morning last, Oct. 20th, a special train containing the remaining members of the once cele brated and lately notorious Modoc tribe, and their military escort arriv ed at the depot, where a large crowd drawn hither to get a glimpse at the distinguished prisoners had assembl ed. Iu this they were disappointed, as extra precautions had been taken by the military escort to keep them from sight as much as possible. The shutters of the car windows were closed, and the only means of getting a sight at the savages was through windows of the door around which soon gathered a number of our citi zens. They remained at North Platte about one hour when they were start ed for THEIB DESTINATION, which is an island situated in the South Platte river, about two miles from Fort MePherson. At McPher son station the party was met by Geri. J. J. Reynolds, the post com mander, to whom Capt. Hasbrouck turned over his prisoners. The escort consisted of Company G, 12th infantry, which company it will be remembered, suffered so" se verely in an engagement with the Modoos, and a detachment of Battery B, 4th artillery, the whole under Capt. Hasbrouck, assisted by Capt. Hoge, 12th infantry, and Lieuts. Greenough and Smith. Dr. Tallow and H. II. Fox, of the New York Herald also accompanied the party through. Duriug the trip down to MePher son station, and through the kind ness of Capt. Hasbrouck, our report er was favored with a sight of, and an interiew with the prioners. SCAKFACED CHARLEY. "That is the celebrated individual there," remarked the Captain point ing to a quiet looking, pleasant faced Indian, who was lying at full length upon a seat. Upon approaching he appeared very reticent, but after a little he seemed inclined to talk. He is a small man, and his color for an Indian is'very bright. He speaks English very plainly and appears to be quite intelligent. Reporter "Charley how do you like the prospects of living in this country V ' Charley "Me like very well if there is plenty of game. My men want to hunt and get ponies. The o Ulcers say we be treated well if we are good. No fight with Siouxs." In replying to an enquiry concern ing the war, he said he advised against it, and he had nothing to do w ith killing of Canby. He deprecat ed this act in very strong terms, and laid the entire blame upon Captain Jack. Opposite him sat rmXCES MARY AND MISS. JACK. Capt. Jack's daughter and wife. Mrs. Jack kept her face covered constant ly, but enough of her face w as expos ed to exhibit a mass of tar. Quite a number had their faces daubed with this article, which is an indica tion of sorrow for the loss of the four that were hung. Princess Mary is a voluptuous looking woman of per haps eighteen years, with long black wavy hair, and a pair of coal black snapping eyes, which were lighted up frequently while she was talking with our reporter, concerning her father. She is decidedly handsome and is held in great respect by the remaining members of the tri!e. She bitterly denounces the govern ment for hanging her father and al lowing the balance to go free. Her conversation was conducted intelli gently, and her manner was refined. SHACK NASTY JIM is a hard looking case, and though speaking English with lluency has doggedly refused to hold any conver sation since they left Oregon. He sat in a corner of the car, and when approached by Capt. Hasbrouck and our reporter, drew himself up and persistently refused to speak to eith er party. Ilis countenance exhibit ed a large amount of rascality, and doubtless had lie a good opportunity he would take a peculiar pleasure in wreaking vengeance upon his con querors. Another important char acter pointed out was LOXO JIM, who now is next in position to Scar faced Charley. He is a good humor ed young fellow aud expreses himself fully satisfied with the disposition of the tribe made by the government. In reply to an inquiry he said he was glad they were ordered to this country. The whole party numbered 155. Of that number only forty-two are men and 115 women and children. Many of the men are very old and unfit for active service. Clothing seems to be very scarce, and many of them are almost entirely naked. Some of the men are fine specimens of physical manhood, aud the children present a better ap pearance, where the tar and grease has been removed than the average Pawnee and Sioux. They will be supplied with rations and clothing by the military and allowed all the liberty consistent with their safe keeping. It is very probable that they will not be troubled by the Siouxs who have been ordered to keep north of the Platte. It is said that they w ill not be kept at their present home, but will be distributed at the various military posts in this department. In returning home in the aftenoon our reporter stopped for a few min utes at their camp, which is in the brush, on the island indicated above, and found them busy preparing their supper and getting out tents in which to live. The soldiers that ac companied them through from Ore gon were relieved, by a detachment from the 3l. The former will return to San Francisco. Indignation In orer 'Oil. From the San Francisco Examiner. From all that we can learn, we find that there is one subject which has produced a deep and profound sensation throughout Oregon We refer to the conduct of Washing ton Administration and its attitude toward those Modoc Indians, who near a year ago, so ruthlessly assas sinated eighteen citizens of that State, in the Lost River Settlement, on its southern border. This massacre occurred in a time of peace, was wholly unprovoked so far as the victims were concerned, and was without palliation or excuse on the part of the Indians. At the term of the Jackson County, Circuit Court, next succeeding, the Indians guilty of those murders, all well known, were indicted by the Grand Jury. The disturbances which im mediately ensued, and with which the public are familiar, rendered their arrest by the civil author ities impracticable; and consequent ly those authorities waited for assistance from the Federal Govern ment, General Canby, then in com mand in the Department, was speed ily at the scene of difficulty; and, in a letter addressed to the Governor of Oregon, avowed his purpose as soon as the assassins should be ar rested by hi3 forces, to turn them over to the civil authorities for trial and punishment. That accomplish ed officer, thoroughly learned iu mil itary law, regarded such a course as his bounden dutv; and no one thought of a different result until the people were astonished to learn, that the Lost River murderers, after b-ing captured by the military, were absolutely abducted, by order of President Grant, and transported under military protection, beyond the jurisdiction of the State laws! The indignation at such a wanton invasion of the laws, sueli a disre gard of the rights and dignity of the State, and at such an exhibition of contempt for the rules of justice and the rights of citizens, was at once general and profound. The savages who massacred the Peace Commissioners Gen. Canby and Rev. Mr. Thomas were held amena ble to military law, were tried by Military Commission, condemned and executed; but the same authori ty which so decided and acted, has practically held that the assassina tion of eighteen private citizens of Oregon is no offense deserving of punishment either by the military or civil tribunals! It is well to note the fact that im mediately after the execution of the murderers of Canby and Thomas the Sheriff of Jackson county went with a writ of Jiabeits corpus, issued by the Judge of the Circuit Court, in his possession, and showing tire same to Gen. Wheaton demanded the custo dy of the Indians indicted for the Lost River murders; or rather de manded that Wheaton should pro duce them on a day named in the writ, and surrender them to the cus tody of the law. There is every rea son to believe that Wheaton would have obeyed the writ had lie not been instructed by an order from Presi dent Grant himself commanding him to do no such a thing. Indeed no military officer would dare under an Administration which respects the law, to disregard a civil process. Gen. Wheaton, in fact, stated that he took the course lie pursued in obedience to his superiors; so that it is demon strated in this ease, as it has been in others of late, that where the civil law demands one course of acfion, and the order of a superior officer commands another, the military offi cer will always obey orders, even at the sacrifice of the Constitution and the laws. It is easy to see how, under such a state of things, an am bitious and unscrupulous Chief Mag istrate, with the military at his com mand, may make himself master of the Republic by a single blow, as Napoleon III overthrew the French Republic by the corj d'etat. Since the service of that writ, and very soon after, the Lost River as sassins, as the public are aware, have been taken, by military force to Woming, and there placed on a Reservation, to be cared for and pro tected by the military, at the ex pense of the tax-payers of the Uni ted States. But here let us note the position taken by Gen. Wheaton, under instructions from Washington, in refusing to obey the writ. He says that the prisioners are in the custody of the United States, as prisoners, taken in actual war, and hence cannot be surrendered to the custody of the civil law. From this it follows that no matter what crimes a man may have committed if he can only contrive to escape the law until he enlists on the side of the enemies of the country and is taken prisoner in actual warfare, such capture wipes out all his former crimes; he is no longer amenable to the law-, he is practically an innocent man so far as punishment is concerned, and he must thenceforth be protected by military force, from the pursuit of those who would make him answer to the outraged law; nay more, he must be allowed liberty, housed, fed, and clothed at the public ex pense. Such is the practical lesson taught by the action of the Adminis tration. Now what was the manifest duty of the military, in reference to the murderers, after they were caught? Clearly their duty was to turn them over to the civil authorities, where they should be made to answer for their crimes. Is there any room for doubt on this point? Let us look a little into the precedents on this very subject. During Gen. Jackson's Adminis-. tration, the Indian savages on the borders of Georgia were guilty of an assassination similar to that under consideration; and. when the offend ers were pursued and caught by the United States troops, Gen. Jaeks-on sail, in answer to inquiry: "These savages have violated the laws of Georgia, deliver them to the justice of that State." In 1847, the Indians began hostil ities in the Territory of Oregon, by massacreing Dr. Whitman and his family. The war was began, ended by the capture of the murderers, who, after some delay, were finally handed over to the civil authorities of the Territory, tried in the civil courts, found guilty, and six of them executed. In 1S55-G the Indians again began a war in Oregon and Washington; Territory, by massacreing citizens on Puget Sound, These assassins, were finally captured by United States troops, surrendered to the civil authorities, and punished. A similar case occurred during the late civil war, when the Indians on the borders of Western Iowa devas tated the settlements and murdered considerable numbers of the people. A detachment of troops was sent to the scene of hostilities, the assassins were captured, turned over to the civil anthorities, and thirty of them were tried and executed at one time. Last year, in Western Texas, the military apprehended the Chief Big Tree and" Santata, who had been guilty of murders, and Gen. Sher man surrendered them to the civil authorities of that State. They were tried and sentenced to be hang ed, but at the urgent solicitation of the Secretary of the Interior, Gov ernor Davis fi.ially commuted their sentence to -imprisonment . for life. These are all leading cases, involv ing the same points as the Modoc cases, aud in each of them the mili tary have respected the paramount civil authority of the States or Ter ritories. Such has been the uniform practice of the Government, founded on the fundamental principle that the military is subordinate to the civil power. The only exception in our history, as far as we are a ware, is this made by order of President Grant, who has obviously been guiL ty of a most flagitous usurpation, for which he ought to be arraigned. ', Is it any wonder that the people of Oregon feel deeply on so import ant question? It had much to do with the result of the late Congres sional election in that State. We hear it intimated that the newly elected Congressman, ex-Sen, itor Nesniith, will introduce this subject to the attention of Congress early in the approaching session, and en deavor to place the usurpations of the President in the proper light before the country. Depend upon it, this matter will not be allowed to rest, while the people of Oregon have a voice to be heard. Governor G rover has expressed a determina tion, we learn, to pursue these as sassins with all the power of the civil law, until they are surrendered to the rightful jurisdiction of the Courts. It will ere long be deter mined whether President Grant shall be sustained in setting himself above the law and spurning its authority in short, whether he is President within the meaning of the Constitu tion, or whether he is to be allow ed, at his pleasure, to assume the functions of an absolute monarch, irresponsible to the laws of the land. Johnson after Holt. Ex-President Johnson has address- j ed a lengthy communication to the Washington Chronicle m reply to Judge Holt's of last August, concern ing the execution of Mrs. Surratt. He says Hon. James Speed is mis taken as to seeing the sentence and findings in the President's office; that Judge Holt urged the speedy execution of Mrs. Surratt in a pri vate consultation with him, Johnson, when he brought the papers from the Secretary of War. He says: "Judge Holt wrote the order ap proving the sentence of the Court, I affixed my name to it, and rolling up the papers he took his leave, carry ing the record with him, and depart ing as he had come, through the family or private entrance." He further says, that the petition for clemency was not attached to the record, and questions the correct ness of Holt's records, as the petition was not found in the printed record authorized by Holt and certified by Col. Burnett, Special Judge Advo cate of the Commission, and con cludes; "Holt not only withheld the petition from the President, but .suppressed it in the record, the most important in the history of the na tion." James N. Brown of Illinois, was a noted breeder of Shorthorn cattle, arid these are some of his ideas: Use pure blooded males. Keep no more stock than you can keep well and the young should always be improved. Never sell to the butch ers, or anybody else, your best and thriftiest young females. Calves should be dropped from the first of March to the first of May. Never allow calves to run with their dams and suck at will; it injures both. Milk the young cows as long as pos sible. All cattle breeders should have two pastures for summer graz ing and change the btock from one to the other frequently. Land intend ed for winter grazing, should Dot be grazed in midsummer. The sum mer growth is needed for winter pro tection. To render stock-growing as profitable as it should be, good grass for winter and summer is in dispensible." Rural Sun. There is a story of a fascinating young lady at one of our summer resorts, who on being asked recent ly if she had ever read Shakespeare, tossed her pretty head with the an swer: " Shakspeare? Of course, I have; I read that when it first came out." 1 1 COURTESY OF BANCROFT LIBRARY, The Sleeping IJeauty. DEATH OF THE WONDERFUL WOMAN OF ORION COUNTY, TENNESSEE. Nashville Union and American, Xov. 4. We learn from the Hickman Cour ier that Miss Susan Caroline Godsey known as the Sleeping Beauty died at the residence of her mother, in Obiou county, Tennessee, on the 27th ult. She had attained the age of thiity-one year?, and had been in her sleeping condition about twenty four years. It will be remembered that her case has excited great interest, and gave rise to much investigation and discussion among scientific men. The true nature of her affliction, however, was never understood, and will doubtless, always remain a mys tery. She was brought to Nashville in the fall of 1807, for the ostensible purpose of procuring medical aid, but was really iu charge of an agent who contemplated making an. exhi bition of her. She was accompanied by a brother and other relations who were very much attached to her. While they were in Nashville they boarded at the house of Major Bruce on Market street, and the sleeper was constantly watched by Mrs. Bruce, who took great interest in her. She remained under Mrs. Brace's care eleven days. WThile there she was visited by a great many persons, and had with her one or more physi cians all the time. She awakened every hour, night and day, at almdSt the same second each time, and re mained awake from seven to ten minutes. Just after going to sleep each time, she had convulsions that shook the room, and at such times she appeared to be suffering great pain. When asleep she was dead to every thing; but when awake talked jdeas antly and intelligently, sometimes complaining of pain, and exclaiming, "Oh my head!" and when she awak ened she invariably asked for water, but ate very little. She said she had no consciousness of ever having dreamed, and that it was no pleasure for her to live afflicted as she was. She was very sensitive and appeared mortified to think that she was being exhibited. Her affliction was inaugu rated by a spell of chills. Some medi cal men have attributed it to the medicine she then took; others, that the chills are precursory to her long sleeping state. Upon leaving Nashville she went to St. Louis and remained there a short time. It is said that the phy sicians there unanimously agreed that she was an imposition. She soon returned to the home of her mother, and has remained there ever since. The Sleeping Beauty is said to have been a truly beautiful woman not so emanciated as one would think and of shapely form. The Vaiue of Time. Ore fine morning, when Benjamin Franklin was busy prejaring his new paper for the press, a lounger step ped into the store and spent an hour or more looking over the books Sec. Filially taking one in his hand he asked the price. " One dollar." " One dollar!" said he. " Can't you take less than that ?" "No, indeed; that is the price." Another hour was nearly passed when the lounger said: " Is Mr. Franklin at home?" " Yes, he is in the printing office." " I want to see him." The boy immediately informed Mr. Franklin that there was a gen tleman in the store waiting to see him. Franklin was soon behind the counter, when the lounger book in, hand, addressed, him thus: " Franklin, what is the lowest you can take for this book?" " One dollar and a quarter." " One dollar and a quarter!" Why vour voting man asked only one dol lar." " "True," said Franklin, "and I could have better allorded to take a dollar than to have been taken out of the office." The lounger seemed surprised, and wishing to end the parley of his own making, said: " Come Mr. Franklin, what is the lowest you will take for it?" " One dollar and a half." "A dollar and a half ! Why, you offered it yourself for a dollar and a quarter." " Yes," said Franklin, "and I had better taken that then than a dollar and a half now." The lounger paid down the price and went about his business if he had any and Franklin returned to the printing office. TnE Same One. The lady who tapped her husband gently with a fan at a party the other night, and said " Love, it's growing late, I think we had better go home," is the same one who after getting home shook the rolling-pin under his nose and said, " Y'ou infernal old scoun drel you, if you ever look at that mean" nasty, calico-faced, mackerel eyed thing that you looked at to night, I'll bust your head wide open." Perplexed. An unimaginative Englishman, on visiting the falls of Niagara, was greatly perplexed at the astonishment expressed by his companions, and on one of them ex claiming to him, " Is it not a most wonderful fall?" "Wonderful! No; I see nothing wonderful in it! Why, what's to hinder that water from falling?" "Are you guilty are not guilty?" asked a judge of a prisoner the other day. " An sure now," said Pat, " what are you put there for but to find that out?" Flaying Seven-Up for a "W ife. Cincinnati Time!. The epidemic of weddings which has prevailed in Covington for the month past has given rise to an in cident that has awakened much com misreation amoug . the gentlemen, and no small fluttering among the ladies. Three young Kentuckians had gathered for a game of whist, and, while awaiting the fourth, fell to talking of the marrying and giv ing in marriage, each bantering the other to join the loving caravan, and each promptly declining any portion of it for himself. Finally, it being agreed that they owed one sacrifice to their country, it was determined to play a game of " seven-up," the loser to marry with in six months. Solemn pledges were exchanged and the game com menced aniid the most profound si lence. They were all gentlemen of the keenest sense of honor, and as likely to rob the public treasury as to repudiate a bet fairly lost. It may be conceived, therefore, how earnestly contested was a game upon which hung so heavy a stake. From the very start luck set in against the most confirmed bachelor of them all a gentleman thorough ly at home iu society, and, much ad mired by the sex, but as deeply op posed to matrimony as Decimus Roach or St. Simeon Stylites. He was no mean player, either, but he played against fate. High, low, Jack and the game avoided him as society does a convict, and his last opponent went out on a turned Jack, his hand came down on the table with a terrific crash, and a half shout, half grown, " It s just my luck." That was his only complaint how ever. He took his loss as quietly as usual. May be he drank a lew glasses of beer, and sat a little later over the lire-place at night. May be his laugh was a little less cheery and the haggard look about his eyes more frequent, but he made no moan. Sympathy was proffered him in abundance, but he put it quietly aside. A half-dozen good parties were suggested, but he gave the jesters to understand that he was competent to choose his own w ife, and there was a sort of savage look about his eyes that rendered jesting uncomfortable. Nobody knows, as yet, where his choice may fall, and the general impression-is, that when the time draws near he will select a half-dozen names and " cut " for it. and it will be our mournful duty to write his obituary. m Brine for Preserving Butter. To three gallons of brine strong enough to bear an egg, add a qnar ter of a pound of nice white sugar and one teaspoon ful of saltpetre. Boil the brine, and when it is cold strain carefully. Make, your butter into rolls, and wrap each roll sep arately in a clean, white muslin cloth, tying up with a string. Pack a large jar full, weigh the butter down, and pour over the brine until all is submerged. This will keeji really good butter perfectly sweet and fresh for a whole year. Be care ful not to put on ice butter that j-ou wish to keep for any length of time. In summer, when the heat will not admit of butter being made into rolls pack closely in small jars, and using the same brine allow it to cover the butter to the depth of at least four inches. This excludes the air and answers very nearly as well as the first method suggested. A gentleman the other day saw his daughter dipping her little doll- baby's dress into a tin cup, and in quired: "What are you doing, my daugh ter?" "I am coloring my doll's dress red." "With what?" "With beer." "What put that foolish notion into your head, child? You can't color red with boor." "Yes I can, pa, because ma said it was beer that made your nose red." And the man had business that required him down town immediate- A writer in the The Califomian delivers a Sunday School address, of which the following passages is an example: "Y'ou boys ought to be kind to your little sisters. I once knew a bad boy who struck his little sister a blow over the eye. Although she didn't fade and die in the early summer time, when the June roses were blowing, with the sweet words of forgiveness on her ialid lips, she rose up and hit him over the head with a rolling pin. So that he couldn't go to Sunday school for more than a month, on account of not being able to put his best hat on. According to the Detroit Free Press, Henry Clews sa3s that the present hard times are due to the extravagance of the women. If Hen ry Clews really says so, he ought to be kicked to death for slander. Mrs. Podhammer spends twenty dollars for a bonnet; whereupon Podham mer gets mad at her for her wild and ruinous extravagance, and goes with a party of friends to a restaurant that night, as usual, and spends for ty dollars for champagne, mush rooms and oysters. But Podhamer is very economical. It is his wife who plays the dickens in finance. -- Her Response. I clasped her tiny hand in mine; I vowed to shield her from the wind and from the world's cold storm. She set her beauteous eyes on me and with her little lips she 6aid: "An umbrella will do as well." ' Cushing and Choate. TWO LEGAL GIANTS AFRAID OF A CON TEST IN COURT. A correspondent of the Portfolio sends the following: Squire Gerrislr of Newburyport, is a genial soul who has a host of legal reminiscences. An intimate friend of Webster, Ed ward Everett, and Rufus Choate, and a law partner of Caleb Cushing, he ha I a rare opportunity of collect ing notes and details, that are very interesting now. While connected with Gushing, a time came when those two Titans, Cushingo and Choate, were on opposite sides in an important suit. On the day when the case was called the Court room was crowded. A battle between such men was a novel ty, even in that epoch of brains. To the amazement of Judge, jury and spectators, both Gushing and Choate were somewhat anxious for a "continuance" in oth er words for a postponement of trial. As a usual thing both gentlemen were always anxious to force a case to trial, being in a state of "chronic preparation," -as WTebster once said in S2eaking of Choate. In going out of Court says Mr. Gerrish, I met Choate ana" said: "How is it that you were ready for a continu ance "to-day? It is a little odd of you." Choate replied, "Oh, I am a little pressed with business and can afford to let this case stand over." Said I, "Choate, this is mere non sense. I'll tell you what the matter is. Y'ou are afraid of Cushing." "So I am," was the reply, "and I am not ashamed to own it, either." "Well, well," said I, " this is pret ty good. The idea of Rufus Choate being frightened. What on earth do vou fear in Cushing? q "Mr. Gerrish, I will tell you. I am afraid of his overwhelming) knowledge of the law." In the afternoon Cushing eame in to the office. I went for him at once. "Caleb, what was the matter to-day; why don't you insist on trying that case?" P "Oh!" he replied, "the weather is warm and we have much to attend to, aud I didn't care about hurrying matters." "Now, Cushing, be honest; were you not a little afraid of Choate?" "Well, Gerrish, to be candid about it, I was. Are you satisfied now- ?" I then inquired what he feared Choate for. "Do you think," said I, "that he knows any more law than you do?" "No, sir, I don't" was the an swer, "but I'm afraid of the rascal's influence with a jury right or wrong. And there it w as. The two men had been so often associated that each knew the other's strong points and felt ttmid. A Thoughtful Wife. "How do you get along?" said a devoted wife to her husband, a down-town mer chant, in the midst of the panic. "Oh! I shall weather the storm; but I wish I had only a few hundred dollars more. It would be very con venient to say the least." Don't you wish you had married a rich wife?" said she, in a teasing way; then rais ing and going to her room she retir ed with more than the amount re quired in United States bonds. "W hy, where in the world did you get this?" said the bewildered hus band. "Well mv dear, you went to a champagne supper seven years ago ana on your return, hnding naviga tion around the room rather difficult deposited hat, shoes, and a large roll of bank bills on the carpet. I put it away, and waited three weeks for you to inquire if I had seen it. When finding you were ashamed to do so, I invested it, and here vou have it." J Schenck's Little Joke and its Fate. The English of to-day are most severely, prosaically practical and commonplace. General Schenck our Minister to England, having had as a fellow-passer ger on the outward steamer a son of Ben Holladay of overland-stage fame, thoght to make a joke on a gentleman named Christ mas, wliom he met soon after land ing in England. Said the General: "I think I met a relative of yours on the steamer, judging from his name, a Mr. Hol alay." Ah." said Mr. Christmas, meditatively, "I think not. I never heard of a relative by that name." Afterward, General Schenck told the story at a dinner table, and the guests each glared at his neighbor, and no one saw the joke. At last, out of very civility, the host, a noble Lord, feebly laugh ed and said: "Ah? yes; very good. General. Ah, were they, ah related you know?" o Small Things. The little things which vou mav do for those ahonf. you will fall back Tqon your heart . a. 1 i y . as me summer news iau upon tne vineyard. What if it is nothing but a kind word to a school boy crying in the street; it dries his tears and the aching heart grows lisrht and triad aerain. WTio knows what elond of darkness one kind word may dis pel. Lazines. There is not a lazy be ing in heaven or on earth except man. It is not necessary that there should be, for half a dozen young men with elegant clean clothes and white hands can, if they give their minds to it, be lazy enough to supply the universe with that very comfort able but comparatively valueless quality. How few housekeepers know that the pressed juice of garlic is an everlasting cement for broken chinap glassware and the like, leaving no mark of fracture if neatly done. o O i i o (13 O 0 o o o 8 o o o o o e o o I . I r I I o I hi.