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At Rest.
The wild birds sit and sing, and sing,
Iu leafy branches clear and low ;
The bright clouds lie against the west
In drifts of rosy-tinted snow.
A silver thread of water runs -
In shining ripples at my feeLir
Fringed round with ferns and-tfSisjCbloorus
White snowflakes, starry -eyCfrjyid isweet.
Through drooping willows, cool and green,
The 6unlight falls in bars of gold;
The air is full of sweet perfume,
A subtle fragrance all untold.
O, Life, that is so all-coin plete,
So rounded, and so full to me,
At rest upon this mossy bank
I realize my love for thee!
No wonder that the daisies bloom.
No wonder that the clouds are bright;
Or that the wild birds sing, and sing,
From glowing morn to quiet night!
Marie Antoinette.
BY JOSEPHINE KOBBINS FULLEK.
Crowns have many thorns, cruel thorns
that not un frequently pierce the wearer
to death. Marie Antoinette learned all
the bitterness of this sad truth. She first
opened her eyes at the palace at Vienna,
iNovemuer 2, li to. bhe was the young
est daughter ot the Lmperor Francts,and
the Empress Maria Theresa of Austria
Her childhood was peaceful and happy
anionics t her brothers and sisters. She
saw little of her stately mother, and her
lather died when she was only ten years
old. Mie had an irrepressible propensity
for fun and amusement, but possessed
not that love and aptitude for the acquisi
tion of book knowledge, without which
teachers are in vain, and opportunities
well-nigh useless.
Italian was the onlv lansruase that she
could speak and write, although later she
learned to converse in French. She was
ignorant of history, philosphy, even ofher
own riative German. In after years she
keenly felt her deficiencies, yet she no
whgre discovers Uie weakness, so com
mon to little minds, that of being envi
ous or jealous of others more fortunate
than herselt in these thiugs.
When she was fifteen years old she was
married to Louis Charles, heir apparent
of the French throne. She was at this
time very graceful aud lovely, full of vi
vacity and apt at repartee. She was tall,
her movements easy and majestic, and
there was something in the way she car
ried her head, in the spirited, animated
expression of her countenance, in the very
curve of her stately neck, that told you
she could do and dare all that was heroic,
if occasion required. Her prominent nose
and cheek boues, though tiiey marred the
regularity of her features, added to the
eneigetic expression of the face. Her
hair was a light auburn color, and her
eyes blue, frank and sparkling. Her
lull lips, oiten parted by merry smiles,
disclosed handsome teeth. Her hiiih.
broad forehead and arched eyebrows
seemed suggestive of the ready mirthful
ness that aimpled her cheeks, and the
witty sayings that fell like pearls from
her mouth.
It was almost imposille to make a
stiff woman of society of this free,
wild, impulsive creature. She horrified
ceremonious individuals by her reckless
disregard of etiquette, disgusted intel
lectual circles by her ii;norance,and prej
udiced the mass of French people against
her by excessive trivouty and extrava
gance. She wa, however, sincere and
kind-hearted, and would not do what she
considered wrong. Her husband resem
bled her only in the latter qualifications
He liked books and retirement, yet he
was too wise to interfere with his wife's
pleasure; he had too much judgmentind
delicacy to say, "Behold my way oi do
ing, act thou right, like myself."
Their marriage had been one of policy,
and such unions have their advantages,
tor if the young couple have no oppoi tu
uity to fancy that they are in a grand
pnssion, they likewise have iot the un
liappincss to often known, that of recov
ering Irom their delusion after living to
gether a few w eeks. The young husband
kept on in his own quiet pursuits, studied
his wile at a respectable dist mce; saw
that she was lovable, and possessed many
traits worthy of admiration, and he pi-
tieutly waited tor her love.
After she had beenm iriied seven years,
the gay butterfly wearied ofher artificial
hie, lolded hir wings and lovingly nes
tled close to her husband's heart. He
gladly welcomed her, ami in return gave
her a strong, honest, manly anectiou
Theirs had become the love that beautifies
In th palice and rjpvel. No element was
iu it that could mar its crlory. No re
morse with slow and deadly creep turnet
each sweetness into gall as soon as tasted
No warning conscience forbade pleasant
reveries of the beloved, or the presence
that was bliss. lheir attachment was
founded on perfect knowledge of e icl
other, and respect for the real good in the
character of each. They did not vex and
annoy each other with the mmy trities
and shallow jealousies that some couples
are so ingenious in fiudinir. Their love
was deep and sincere, a love that met
with God's approving smile, thit enno
bled, purified, arid male fit tor heaven
-o more indehub'.e tadness, no more
loneliness of heart, no more unsatisfied
yea-niug was theirs, but a fullness, a com
pleteness, a blessedness that rounded out
all their capacities for the enjoyment o
me. in sucii a love, what thousands o
bright, fresh, nw h pes spring up in the
spirit ; now all the capabilities of the sou
ior wisuom are strengthened! ndre jn
deed is such an attachment. a!th niirh i
is
pernaps prized more than either
wealth, tame or kuowlede
jonty of mankind.
by the ma
The queen valued it more than she did
uie tosw st ot jewels, and fairly lived in
iuc uevoi.on oi her husband. Beautiful
cnuoren grew around this aflectionat
i.caim, uiuuingsuii closer together the
Hearts or their parents. Xo outward
ciouus couia ever darken the soft,mellow
amber-tinted happiness of snoh a
Danger would only more closely attach
the two, and adverse fates would be felt
oniy ior me sane oi the beloved. Thus
qnr r r.pniw. i it ,LJI .. s ,,,, ,
they lived for twelve years without sor- '
row, except when they mourned the death
or two ot their children, and even such a
bereavement loses half its poignancy when
uie neariis niieu with conjugal atlection.
It is always a pleasure to contemplate
the felicity of good people, and we will
glance at them in one of their happiest
moods. Marie Antoinette was seated in
a fauteuil, in a luxuriously-furnished
boudoir in her little palace, the Trianon,
within the bounds of Versailles. Her at
tire was a simple white dress, her hair
was arranged in a plain and becoming
manner, and she wore no jewelry. Her
children were seated on each side of her.
One arm was wound around her son,
whilst her little daughter toyed with the
disengaged hand. The king sat opposite
them, holding an open book, which he
closed when his wife siguified her wish to
converse with him.
The warm summer air was tempered by
a gay, breezy, frolicsome wind, which
bore on its fleecy wings an echo, as it
were, of some delicious, dreamy, poetic
refrain. It playfully touched the
queen's fair brow, and the loose locks of
her children. She looked out of the win
dow iuto the tranquil blue above, and
gave herself up to the influence of the
scene. There are in this world moments
of such exquisite rapture, when it seems
as if the heavens were bent low, and the
whole world wears an aspect of such
new, rare, aud divine loveliness, that we"
scarcely breathe with blissful awe;
thought is suspended, and we are borne
far above reality by waves of fanciful,
ecstatic emotion.
Perhaps this is ona of the blessings re
served for the suints in heaven, an 1 we
are permitted sum roretastes ot Dliss in
order to convince us how greatly celes
tial felicity can excel the beatitude of
every other. For such moments, although
they make life very delightful, likewise
preacn to us eloquently ot tne joys ot a
heavenly existence. The queen felt this
as she gazed out on the sailing clouds,
with their quaintly-changing shapes. Af
ter a few moments, she exclaimed :
My dear Louis, how potent must be
the charm of your book, when it can win
you from all the living, wonderful beauty
so freely displayed in these delightful
views from our window."
"My book has no such spell as your
voice, my enchantress," answered the gal
lant husband, as he closed the volume,
and the habitual melancholy left his
brow, whilst a subdued expression of
genuine loudness stole over his auree-
ble features.
"I thank you for what you say, with
all my heart, for I know that you are
sincere, 7 replied Marie Antoinette, as a
look of wifely tenderness irradiated her
expressive face. "It is so delightful,"
shy continued, "to have one true, noble,
loving fiiend,in this fa-lse,hollow,artiticial
phere ot ours."
"I'm glad you find it so," returned the
king, with voice aud eyes that bespoke
srrateful emotion.
"Is not this your experience, likewise?"
she asked, with simple frankness.
It is, responded the husband. "I
was a stranger to real happiness until I
knew a true affection for yourself, and re
ceived the same from vou; but then I
never could make an admired and at
tractive figure in any gay assembly."
"1 hanks for your implied compliment
to myself," laughingly rejoined the queen.
I ow n that I find plenty of fun.andla de
gree of enjoyment in amusing society.
but it is never deep, satislying happiness
like the quiet hours I spend with you and
the children, these awaken all that is
noble iu my nature; whilst amongst frivo
lous persons I only see something to
make me laugh; and you will pardon me,
when I tell you that people are very
comical in the r reach court.
"W hy do you think so?" asked the
king, a little national jealousy traceable
in ins tones.
"Their manners are so prim, not at all
like the graceful freedom of our gay
courtiers iu Vienna. Many of the French
ladies seem like mechanical machines that
been have patented, and warranted to
move, act, and look in just such a way.1
"Can we blame them if they have been
so trained if was the thoughtful response
ot the king.
No; but those artificial dimes do find
fault with me, who never have been
caged aud t imed," rejoined Marie Antoi
nette with an arch, merry smile.
"How do vou knows" questioned the
king,in a tone in which was mingled some
concern.
"uy tneir looKs ana appearance cren-
erally," rattled the queen, in a lively
manner. " hen one ot my young Irienus,
the other day, played pranks behind the
backs of the formal dowagers, who looked
as if each had swallowed an unbending
poker the whole leugth of herself, so stiff
and precise were they; the mimickin:
marchioness appeared so droll that I in
considerately laughed. lou ought to
have seen the scandalized regards that
were turned towards me."
"iiut that is only one instance, my
Marie."
"I could tell you many others, for
whenever I break any of the absurd court
rules, the ladies faces seem to say, lBe
hold the Tartar!'" The king looked
down mu-inglv. "I'm free to confess.
said Ma;ie Antoinette, with her habitual
fr uikness, "that perhaps the main reason
why I dislike the French court is because
it is mv enemy. Yet I do think that
where people have sufficient ideality iu
their natures to avoid acts oi grossness
that easy and unconstrained manners are
preferable to such grotesque starcbiness."
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"Doubtless tuey are, answereu wmis
"but all people have not ideality. Many
too, hive very cruel dispositions,and it is
necessary for the benefit of society that
th animals conceal their sharp claws
under Ions' cloaks."
"I presume that you are right. I'm no
more of a philosopher than scholar,"
Antoinette.
"But vou Ye a wise teacher," answered
the husband, with a tender suiue.
"Pardon, I don't understand."
"Von have tausrht a man, not too sus
ceptible of affection, all that is meant by
love."
"I first learned the leeon from my
pupil," replied the queen, archly.
"I'm as flattered as hapy," responded
Louis, "for although I er knew the
kind of trouble Spencer talks about when
he begins with
'Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried,
What hell it is in suing long to bide.'
Yet a gentle melancholy always lingered
with me, until I loved you, and knew that
in return I was by you beloved. Now I
feel that even if sorrow should come to
me, so long as I had your love, I could
never be entirely wretched."
"I am so well contented with the pres
ent, that I have never any gloomy fore
bodings of the future," was the cheerful
answer of the happy wife.
"Nor I either, my beautiful queen," re
joined the fond husband.
This was true. Louis XVI. and Mario
Antoinette were so happy in each other's
society that they heeded not the low,
angry in utte rings of the frightful storm,
that was soon to break in desolating fury
over their (loomed heads.
The French Revolution of 1789 began,
or rather that most dreadful of terrors,
the reign of cowardly mobs. For mobs
are always cowardly ; started in the first
place by one or two cowards, then aug
mented by ignorant, brutal, human ani
mals, ragged, idle, filthy and drunken,
that arm themselves with whatever they
can maim or kill, and creep from low,
dirty dens, like loathsome serpents bent
on destruction.
The queen urged the king to take de
cided steps to at once quell the rebellion.
But he was of opinion that gentle means
were best. She was advised to fly from
the scene of danger with her children,but
she refused to desert her husband.
The mob, emboldened by scarcely any
opposition, hating the queen for imagi
nary crimes, and because she was an
Austrian, crowded around the palace at
Versailles, butchered her soldiers, and
called upon her to show herself in the
balcony. A tnend threw himself before
her, entreated her not thus to risk her
life, and olfered to go in her place. She
refused his generous protection, took her
two children, Marie Theresa, who was
eleven, and Louis Charles, who was eight
years old, and obeyed the call of the
rabble. She thought to move their com
passion at the sight of these tender in
nocents. She had yet to learn that pity
does not exist in a mob. Hoarse, rough,
brutal voices shouted, "Away with the
children!" "Without any hesitation or a
change of countenance, she sent them
away, and stood alone, sublime in ner
fearlessness. Her heart swelled with a
heroic impulse of which the rude, ruf
fianly concourse before her never
lreamed. That noble woman shrank
not nor quailed from what was in all
probability certain and sudden death.
ler bauds were clasped, aud her eves
lifted upward, and an expression of
lofty and serene elevation was in. her
face. There was a moment of intense
stillness. Has God, in looking down on
this mixed world, ever witnessed a
braver act than that of the queen, who
stood there prepared to give herself a
ransom for her family I Would not even
angels feel mute admiration? an 1 would
it be strange if, for one instant, the mu
sic of the spheres were stilled? Immova
ble as marble stood the fair,heroic queen.
The misguided crowd were abashed.
They atlmired a courage that would. have
been impossible in any of their number;
and suddenly, hardly realizing what
they did, they screamed, "Live the
queen 1 live the queen!"
The effect of Mane Antoinette s hero
ism was of short duration on these bru
tal creatures. They demanded that Louis
XV I. should return with them to the
city. The faithful wife would not tor a
moment forsake her husband in Ins peril
She accompanied him with her children
Thirty thousand creaturessurrounded their
carriage human animals, incomparably
more cruel and bloodthirsty than hungry
wolves. 1 heir faerce eyes gleamed with
malignity; a demoniac expression was
on their hardened visages; their coarse
irregular features grew every moment
more distorted; they were like a band of
hends let loose from the internal regious.
And these creatures wore the forms of
men and women. They sang obscene
songs to insult the queen, and their
choruses were maniacal laughter, more
appalling than the yells of wild beasts
could be. Thev shrieked, thev howled.
they murdered the friends of the r.yal
couple, and held the ghastly heads on
pikes belore the windows of the imperial
carriage. The brave queen sat close beside
ner husband, her boy on her knee, and
with a calm voice soothed his childish
tei rors.
During the two succeeding years these
royal persons were but little more than
captives in the Tuileries and St. Cloud
They were surrounded by a national
guard, under pretence of giving them
protection, but iu reality to keep them
prisoners. It was in vain that the queen
urged her Husband to use active meas
ures for quelling the insurrection; in
vain she urged him to use his authority,
or else nee to the frontiers
He could bravely endure, but he
seemed incapable of prompt action
Besides, he believed that he could satisfy
the people by repeatedly yielding to
their demands. lie might as well have
tried to extinguish raging flames by
pouring on them oil. Finding that she
could not induce her husband to use act-
ive measures, 3Iarie Antoinette bore her
trials with calm fortitude and unwaver
ing cheerfulness, teaching her childreu
or employing herself with embroidery
Plans were formed by their friends for
their escape, but they were discovered
and the originators put to death, or the
slow kiag suffered them to go by unim
proved, as if his mind was too obtuse to
enable him to quickly comprehend them
It is certainly not easy to understand
the passivene-s of his nature. But even
he, when the National Assembly de
nounced their sovereigns as traitors to
their country, falsely accusing them o
inciting a rally of the allied powers to
put d wu the rebellion, was at last
moved to flight.
They disguised themselves and escaped
Irom their rooms June liOth, li'Jl, at 11
o'clock in the eveniug. They were driv
en the remainder of that night and the
next day in carriages with relays of
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horses. They arrived in the evening at
Varennes, one hundred and eighty miles
from Paris. They had been discovered
before reaching that place, and intelli
gence of their approach sent in advance.
In vain the king appealed to the people;
the royal family were arrested, and were
obliged to return the next day.
The queen spent that night preceding
their return in the Mayor's house. It
was a night of intense anguish. She
had so lately dreamed of freedom, and
now to go back to a captivity more hope-
ess than ever ! Terrible and startingly
distinct were the fearful apprehensions
that came before her; not for herself, but
lor those who were dearer to her than life
her husband and children. "What a
long night of unutterable agony it was!
The seconds were like muffled knells,
aud the moments seemed to stand still.
preternatural wakefulness strained
wide open her eyes, her brain was dizzy
with pain, her heart throbbed loud and
irregularly. She dreaded the srlooniv
horrors that her vivid imagination fash
ioned with such alarming distinctness.
Slowly crept away that eternity of woe.
The daylight fell tremulously on her
haggard features, on her dishevelled hair.
Mechanically she raised the heavy mass
from her shoulders, mechanically looked
at it. Pale, phantom fingers had been at
work with the abundant tresses that were
yesterday a beautiful brown, .and had
blanched them to a snowy whiteness'.
The return to Paris, followed by the
mob, was like their former journey to
Versailles, only the distance was so much
farther, their hopelessness so much
greater, and their consequent exhaustion
and weariness so much more felt.
Again they were prisoners in the pal
ace, the king tor days was mute with
lespair. The queen knelt before him
and begged that they might at least per
ish like sovereigns, and not be put to death
unresistingly; but it was not until the
next year, when the mob broke into the
palace, irritated at his refusal to author
ize a prosecution of the priests, that he
aroused himself and bravely faced the
brutal ruthans. After the royal family
had endured countless insults, the mob,
n August, 1792, demanded the dethrone
ment of the king.
Mob violence was now law. The king
was dethroned, and imprisoned with his
family in the monastery of the Feuil-
lants. Afterwards they were put in a
dark fortress called the Temple. France
was at this time one scene ot terror;
bloo'd Howie 3 freely in the streets, and
only dungeon walls kept the infuriated
mob from murdering the royal family
outright. In their gloamv prison, one
by one, their comforts were taken from
them. Finally the king was executed.
Then they removed her son from the
queen. She resisted this cruelty with
the fury ot a wounded lioness. After
wards, when they took away her daugh
ter, she displayed the calmness of
despair.
She herself was at last sentenced to be
guillotined on the 14th of October, 1793.
She bore her fate like the brave, proud,
noble queen that she was. She stood
calmly, with a lofty and diguified mien,
before the tribunal, amid noisy and jubi
lant crowds, heard the false charges
against her without deigning to answer a
word in her defence, and received her
seutence with the same cold and august
indifference. She slept soundly before
her execution. After she was awakened
she arrayed herself in a white dress, with
a cap and black ribbon on her head.
At 11 o clock her hands were bound,
and sue was loiren in a rougn can
through the crowd, that looked like
troops of spectres in the misty air of
that cold, dmp day. In the same tame
less, courageous spirit with which she
had borne all her reverses, she heard the
shouts of the multitude, "Down with the
Austrian! After she ascended the seal
fold she knelt and said, in clear, silvery
tones, "Lord, enlighten and soften the
hearts of my executioners! Adieu,, my
children! I go to joiu your father."
Her children in their dungeons could
not hear this last earthly farewell from the
lips of a fond, loving mother; but it may
be that they felt its influence in the
moments ot elevated calm that God so
often gives to those most sorely tried,
for soul speaks to soul ot the beloved.
aud is understood, though their bodies
may be wickedly separated. Another
instant the slurp blade fell, and her freed
spirit was held close to her husband s in
that beautitul world iairer tnan poets
have ever dreamed. And. as the floods
of glory strengthened, expanded, and re
ioiced her soul, she understood why ami
how it was that her earthly sutteriugs
were necessary to intensify her bliss iu
heaven. Godey 8 Lady Book.
Better than Dancinsr.
A serious aud timely word irom an in
fluential person can find the hearts of
even the gay and vain, and give their
feelings a nobler direction. The ideas of
our Revolutionary ancestors as to what is
the proper way of giving public welcome
to the great were much the same as the
popular idea which prevails to-day
Then the public ball, with the graceful
minuet aud the stately coutra-dance.
seems to have been the favorite form of
demonstration in honor of festive anni
versaries and distinguished guests.
When on one occasion La Fayette was
in Ualtimore on jus way to the "front" at
the South, a ball was tendered to him.
"Why so gloomy at a ball?" asked some
belle ot the evening, who had been struck
with the soberness of the young French
nobleman.
"1 cannot enjoy the gayety of the
scene, was his reply, "while so many of
uie poor soiuiers are witnout shirts and
other necessaries."
"We will supply them," was the im
pulsive reply of the assembled ladies
who met next day to make up clothin-
ior ineir sunermg detenders.
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iu ouier ways, the mere
pleasure-seekiug spirit of even those
troublous times ofteu met a just rebuke
ana was tirnea into wiser channels.
Sunday School Time.
A New York glass factory has just
sent ,uuu Kerosene lamps to Japan.
When G. Washington Was Young.
Dr. Loosing tells the following anec
dote in Potter American Monthly, in
connection with an account of Stratford
House, the seat of the Lee family :
"It (Stratford House) is only a mile
from the birthplace of Washington, and
stood in the midst of a highly cultivated
country, dotted with the mansions of peo
ple who formed a very refined society.
There Washington and Richard Henry
Lee undoubtedly often played together,
and within that mile between the dwel
lings was the scene of the following
correspondence when they were boys only
nine years old. there being only a
few weeks' difference between their
ages. Little Lee wrote:'
"Pa brought me two pretty books full
of pictures he got them in Alexandria
they have pictures of dogs and cats and
tigers and elefants and ever so many
pretty things cousin bids me send you
one of them it has a picture of an elefant
and a little iudian boy on his back like
uncle jo's sam v& says if I learn my
tasks good he will let uncle jo bring me
to see you will you ask your ma to let
you come to see me.
"Richard Henry Lee."
To this note little Washington replied.
?D ear Dicky I thank you very much
for the pretty picture bo k you gave me.
Sam asked me to show him ths pictures
and I showed him all th-3 pictures in it;
and I read to him how the time elephant
took careot the master s little boy,and put
him on his back and would not let any
body touch his master's son. I can read
three or four pages sometimes without
missing a word. Ma says I may go to
see you and stay all day with you if it
be not rainy. She says I may ride my
pony Hero if Uncle Ban will go with me
and lead Hero. I have a little piece of
poetry about the picture book you gave
me, but I musn't tell you who wrote the
poetry :
"G. W.'s compliments to R. IT. L.,
And likes his book full well,
Henceforth will count his friend.
And hopes many happy days he may spend.
"lour good Iriend,
"Geokge Washington."
The "poetry" was written, it is said,
by Mr. Howard, a gentleman who used
to visit at the house of Mrs. Washington.
Educated Men.
Beyond the calculation of mere dollars
and cents, it may be regarded as an
axiom that where the masses are edu
cated, there will be a nation of patriots,
strongly devoted to the principles oi
civil liberty and observant of the laws of
a stable government. Such men build
up and do not tear down. One thorough-
y educated mm exerts an influence over
an entire neignborliood, sometimes
throughout the State and nation; but the
mnuence oi a well-directed college is
much more extensive and much more
permanent. The latter is a perennial
fountain, always pouring forth a living
stream ot moral and intellectual mission
aries. Generation after generation may
pass away, but the college never dies.
Our national colleges, fatted tor their
work, are not servile copies of
previously existing institutions, whether
at home or abroad; but, though different,
ure intended to be in the progress of
time not inferior in character and com
pleteness to any in the world capable
of a continuous aud healthy growth, and
in entire harmony with the wants and
sentiments of the American people and
of the age. They will tend to produce
unity, amity and equality among States
widely separated, but going hand in
hand to the end of time. They will
make a perpetual contribution to the
political strength and the intellectual
stamina of our country, which is to be
forever governed by tlie people; and the
great question now to be solved is
whether it shall be well-governed by an
educated, vigorous and virtuous people,
or be dragged down by the preponder
ance of illiterate and blundering imbe
cility, as the conspicuous wreck of the
last vain hope ot mankind. Senator
Morrill, in U. S. Senate.
That Stuffed Cat. The other day
when a Detroit boy of fourteen bought
a stuffed cat at auction the crowd de
rided him and had a great deal of fun at
his expense. lhey didn t know that
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iue ooy uau a neap oi genius and a
mountain of bright ideas, and he didn't
tell them. Yesterday morning the lad
opened out in a vacant lot on Cass ave
nue, having the help of several other
geniuses. A clothes line was stretched
e .1 . . i i i.
irom a peg unven at ine sidewalK to a
fence fifty or sixty feet away, and not
over a ioor irom me ground, liy means
of straps around the body and two iron
rings, with a stout fish-line to pull on,
the cat could be drawn along tlie rope
like a flash and hauled through a hole
in the fence. When things were in
w-orKing oruer the stuned teline was
placed at the stake, the boys got behind
the fence, and the number of dog which
tried to give that cat a cold shaking up
was almost beyond count. They strained
every nerve to catch her as she was
drawn along the rope, and ' as they fol
lowed her through the fence, believing
they had a dead sure thing, two boys on
either side of the hole let fall four stout
clubs with military precision. Each dog
seemed to realize the whole joke in a
minute " and the wav he started for
home nearly killed the jokers. Detroit
Free Press.
A Mask. Men are apt to think that
the gay. laughing girl who has seeming
lv not a care in the world, is frivolous
and heartless. Few know that ob
servation and good sense, ay, and sound,
stubborn principle, are often hid beneath
the mask ot a gay, iroucsome oisposi
tion. There is much more reason to sus
pect the seeming faultless than the frank
oirl. who shows her follies' on the sur-
frp "Wearing the heart upon the
sleeve" is a good plan. If a woman
has a heart, it is always a gay one,
until
misfortune or affliction tames it.
The total amount of Indiana's Com
mon School fund, June, 1876, was $8,-
870,871.93.
1 A Small-Pox Nuss.'
Yesterday, says the Pittsburgh Leader,
on the train which leaves East Liberty
shortly after eleven o'clock, was a rather
dilapidated-looking colored individual as
a passenger. No notice was taken of the
dusky traveler until the conductor came
into the car aud stated to an acquaint
ance :
"See that darkey?"
"Yes."
"Well, he's a small-pox nurse nursed
Bailey who died at Homewood."
The comments were few, but there was
an immediate scramble among those seat
ed nearest to the nurse, while the more
timid retreated to the platform and held
an indignation meeting. This proceed
ing aroused the ire of the colored person,
who took it exceedingly ill that he should
be shunned by his fellow travelers be
cause of his vocation, and he alighted
from the car upon its arrival at the depot
with ill-disguised expressions of disgust.
But he was heard from again. Later
in the day it was alleged that while em
ployed at the house of Mr. Bailey he hid
purloined several articles of jewelry, and,
an information having been made against
him before Deputy Mayor Bradley, two
minions of the law seized upon the col
ored person and proceeded in a very un
ceremonious style to hustle him before the
tribunal. When nearing the magistrate's
office a thought occurred to the prisoner,
and he suggested that it would not, per
haps, be the correct thing for him to enter
the justice shop.
"Why?" queried one of the officials,
giving the prisoner an extra boost.
"'Cos I'se a small-pox nuss, boss. Dat's
why."
Simultaneously with this statement
one constable fell oft one side, while the
other dug rapidly away from the other,
and the prisoner found himselt a tree
mau. Not knowing very well what to do
under the circumstances, the colored per
son meandered into the office and pro
ceeded to argue his own case with the
magistrate in a very friendly and confi
dential manner. As soon as the justice
dispenser discovered who and what his
visitor was he retreated to the back part
of his office, and, with an expressive ges
ture, howled:
"Git!"
"But, boss, de law's got me whar my
har's short. What are you gwyne to do
about de case?"
"Git!" shrieked the justice, "and never
show up here again."
And the prisoner got.
Twenty-two Years in Prison.
Here is a little story, says the Hartford
Courant. Twenty-two years ago a young
man in New Haven was engaged to marry
a young woman there. For some reason
she transferred her promise to marry, if
not her affections, to another person. The
first suitor, who was a respectable me
chanic, disapproved of the match, and
declared that his rival was a disreputable
person, who would lead his affianced a
wretched life, and that while he could
surrender her himself, he would rather
she should die than marry that man. Ac
cordingly, and as he said, solely to save
her from the awful fate of such a degrad
ing marriage,' he killed the girl. He did
not attempt to conceal his deed; he jus
tified it, and regarded himself as the
savior of the girl's happiness. He was
tried tor murder and acquitted on the
ground of insanity, although he stoutly
denied that he was., insane, and said that
he had acted upon his cool conviction
of what was good for the girl, and was
ready to suffer the penalty of the law for
the homicide. Acquitted, he was re-
manded to the county jail by the court;
he remained there seven or eight years,
all the time protesting that he was in his
right miud, and that the State should
either hang him for murder or release
him. He was then transferred to the
State Prison at Wetherfield, by what au
thority it does not appear, under no sen
tence. I here he has remained until this
day in the same state of mind, apparently
rational on all subjects, except that he
insists that he had a right to kill the girl
to save her trom dishonor; and that if
the State thought otherwise it should have
punished him as a murderer. This is the
story ot Willard Clarke, who has peti
tioned the Assembly to remove him from
the State Prison to the in-ane asylum at
Middletown. If he is insane that is
where he belongs. If he is sane he has a
right to his liberty, having beeu once ac
quitted on trial for his life. So far as it
ajipears he has now been in jail nearly a
quarter of a century without authority of
law; for if there is anywhere existing a
legal commitment of Ciarke as a lunatic,
the State Prison is not a legal place for
the confinement of lunatics who have not
been convicted of crime. It is quite
time that the Assembly relieve the
State of the disgrace of such slip-shod
proceedings.
Couldn't Stoop to Conquer. Yes
terday a yoang w man was promenading
up Erie street. There wasn't much that
was remarkable about her and she was
homely. But she was "so stylish." She
was laced and tied back till she lo iked
like a hoe handle, and she took steps four
inches long. She wore a patent tip-up
hat on the southeast corner of her head,
and her hair descended into her pcps with
"idiotically studied confusion." Near
Prospect street she dropped a little red
bow with a gold pin attached and it flut
tered to the edge of the sidewalk. She
stopped and looked at it. It miM as
well have fluttered to the edge of tlie uni
verse and dropped over for anything that
she could do to get it. She walked around
it two or three times, gazed sadly at it
and then walked a block to Bolivar street,
got a small boy and paid him ten cents .to
come back and pick up the bow. As the
boy rejoined his companion he remarked:
"Darned if I ever seen a woman so proud.
She wouldn't pick up her own things
from the sidewalk."
But it wasn't pride. Cleveland Ilerald.
It is foolishness for a man to try to
make game of a boarding-house chicken
by looking at it, under the impression
that a steady gaze of the human eye will
make any animal quail.
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