SERI-WEEKLY WEST SIDE TELEPHONE. MCMINNVILLE, OREGON, MAY 20, 1887 ‘WESTSIDE TELEPHONE.! WOMAN AND HOME. EVERY TUESDAY AND FRIDAY THE FRIENDSHIP AND LOVE OF Cleanlinen. a„d It. Virtue^-Ruleg for Family Peace—A Woman*. Good Reso lution»—! nterlor Decoratlon^C’hildren. Kitchen Hint.—Note, aud Items. Talmage At Heath, Pibluhtra »»d Proprietor!. SUBSCRIPTION RATES: One year........................................................... »2 00 Six uiuutha........................................................ 1 25 Three month»................................................... 7J jaterod in the Postoffice at McMinnville. Or., as second-class matter. AMONG the CObSÄCKS. An Impressive Funeral in the Twilight of a Glorious Balkan Suuset. Among the numerous superstitions of the Cossacks there is none stronger than the belief that they will enter Heaven in a better state of moral purity if they are personally clean at the time they are killed. Consequently before an expected battle they perform their toilets with scrupulous care, dress themselves in clean garments, and put on the best they have. This superstition is not confined to the Cos sacks alone, but is widely prevalent in all branches of the Russian army. Skobeleff, in common with many other officers, professed a similar faith, and did not fail to dress himself for a bat tle as he would for a soiree. The Cos sack sotnias, being often composed of nten who belong to the same commu nity at home, have a harmony of in terest among the members which ex tends further titan the ordinary mat ters of discipline. Their sick and wounded are generally more sedulous ly cared for than in other corps, and even in the excitement of active service they appear to have a reverence for their dead uncommon with soldiers who are accustomed to the daily spec tacle of a comrade’s death. Many a touching little burial-service have I witnessed among the Cossacks, but none more moving than one which I accidentally saw in the beginning of winter. We had been making a rapid forward movement, and had captured a pass in the Balkans. In the late afternoon, after the engagement was over, I was making my way by a short cut across the hills to a point where I expected to find the headquarters, when I came upon a singular scene. Near the top of a bare knoll, strongly relieved against the sunset sky, three riderless horses came out in Sharp silhoutte. A little to the right of them, and on the very summit of the knoll, two Cossacks, were stooping over, busy with something, I could not see what. The landscape, desolate, somber and brown in the near foreground, deep ened to intense purple in the middle distance, and beyond and on either side of the knoll, which was the dominant object in the scene, the jagged mount- .tin-tops sharply cut the wintry sky. Tlie glory of a rich sunset mystified the details of the masses, while it seemed to sharpen their contours and heighten their contrasts. It was one of those evenings when there steals into the mind a sense of the solemnity of the hour almost amounting to re ligious fervor, and when one contem plates the departure of the daylight with sadness, and a scarcely formed but still vivid realization of the fath omless mystery of the near future. As I approached the group the two men rose to their feet, and, without looking in my direction, uncovered their heads and stood motionless. Be tween them a long low mound dis- turlied the rounded outline of the hill, and a rude cross made of an unhewn tree trunk added its unexpected sil-’ houtte to the shapes of the men, seen as irregular masses against the deep crimson of the western sky. I invol untarily paused, and waited, cap in hand, until their silent prayer was fin ished, and they had slowly turned away towaixl the three horses; then, skirting the knoll crowned by the mound and cross, kept on my way. All that friendly hands could do to honor the victim of the day’s fight had been religiously done by his two comrades. In the midst of the turmoil of war he had been given a decent, dignified, Christian burial. And what more itn- im pressive funeral could there be than the one I saw in the glorious Balkan sunset? The place, the hour, the sim ple ceremony, the symbol of Christian faith, and proof of comrades’ love—it was the poetry of a soldier s burial.— /■ran* D. Millet, in Harper's Magn- sins. — ••Now, said the brdegrooai to ths Br de, when they returned from the lonevmoon trip, “let us have a clear Understanding before we settlo down to hiarried life: are vou to be president or vice-president of tliis concern’ “I w-ant to bA ne’tber president nor vice-prest- i'nt,” she answered; ‘‘I will b* with a «ubordinate pos tion." ••What 1« that?” ’‘Comptroller of ths eur- tenov.’’—y. F. ifyn. —”Ies, Bill, l m engaged to Miran da. But, do you know, she is most ex cessively timid?” ‘’Whenyou are mar ried to her, Joe, much of that timidity will wear off. You'll be taking "3 in Jour boots in the lower hall at “ i M*“* aide of the first six month«.” A WOMAN WORTH WINNING. —IM— WAS SHE INSANE? Resolutions for a Woman. -—Issued---- My brother, it is said, and I believe it to b<« m many cases true, that men do not read women readily; do not understand their real characters oven though those characters may bo see n by other women. Now, let me give you an infallible rule, one which you cor apply in every case and Never be disappointed in the results. It is simply this: When you come into the presence of a woman whom you are meeting for the first time note the impression she makes on your mind. If she reminds you at once of your sex and her owr by look, word or act, let her alone, for hei influeiwe will degrade you. She may please your eye by her beauty, your ear by her voice, flatter you by her w’ords and manner, but she will never be a true friend te you. Sho studies to please and expects you tc pk-asu in return. She has no thought abov< present pleasure and no care for anything but self. She will never uplift you beyond your present plane nor incite you to deeds of honor. She must live out tier organization and by suffering bo made to see tho true aim of life before she can be to you in any respect what a woman should be to a man—a guide to draw him up, not down; a friend whom he can safely trust and honor, and, per chance, even love. If, on the other hand, you meet a woman whose presence brings no thought of sex into your mind, who brings out your best thoughts and gives you hers in return, whoso manner encourages no ignoble deed or I word, who respects herself, and involuntarily calls out your respect for her, make that woman your friend, no matter what may be I her age or social position, no matter if she be poorly dressed and plain featured and one not calculated to make a show in the world of fashion; she has a soul filled with good, and her thoughts are the forerunners of good deeds, and she will prove a source of con stant inspiration to you that will draw you to higher planes of development and tend to make you the man you ought to be. After spending an hour with such a woman you leave her feeling more manly, more erect morally and physically, and though you may not have the thought clearly formed in your mind, yet you are conscious that the time i spent in her company was spent wisely. ! You are aware that her influence is elevating and refining and you feel your better nature reusing into action. You feel ashamed of | your misdeeds and wish yourself better than ! you are, and resolve to make yourself more i worthy of her regard. Evils that you have 1 scarce noticed before you are hardly willing ■ to tolerate, new desires awake and you breathe for a time a new, purer atmosphere. I When you find a woman who produces [ these or similar impressions on you, cultivate her acquaintance; sho will do you good. Her influence will be ennobling, not degrad- : ing. She will never drag a man down, but | raise him to a higher lovel and bring out in i strong relief all tho grand nobility of man hood that is in him, and the strength and purity of his highest and best gifts. The friendship and love of a woman of this class is worth winning, my brother; and ; happy is he who can call such a woman his | friend, and doubly blessed is he who can win hor for his life companion. Association with her will be on a plane far above selfish pas sion, and round out the life into harmonious completeness that not only influences the in- I dividual but all who come in contact with J him.—Cor. Christian Register. Cleanliness is Next to Godliness. ‘ • I have seen tho women of many nations, ’ ’ romarked an old gentleman to a reporter tlio other day, “both in society and at home, and I confess with pride that I think Ameri can women, as a rule, are tho neatest the world over. Have you ever lived in a vil lage and noted the fastidious habits of the belles, who are perhaps more particular about tlieir appearance than they would be in a large city, because they know every body knows them, and because they cannot go down the street without being scrutinized closely by some admirer? I havo known vil lage maidens after having married and sot- tied down in a great city take advantage of tho wilderness of houses and strange faces and go about in such slatternly attire as they would never have assumed in their native village; but these oases are rare. “You take a girl who is neat at home and she will be neat everywhere else. If she wears a clean calico in ths morning she will wear a spotless merino in tho afternoon. If she wears a clean collar in tho morning she will replace it with a fresher one in the even ing, end so on. “The habit of neatness or its opposite is an interesting study in women. The character istid;" naturally exists just the same in men. but the circumstances governing their lives are such as do not bring out this phase in such pronounced fashion. I don’t doubt that some of the greatest slatterns on earth are men. but they are seldom found out, you know. If you arc sufficiently intimate with a gentlefiian to gain access to his apartment you will soon liavo a very excellent method of judging of his habits. If you find his brushes full of hair and lint, liis towels and soiled clothes kicking about everywhere, with a bowl of dirty water always on his washstand, you may easily judge that ho will go out in the street with grease spots on Hi clothes and half soiled linen on. ‘ • Now, between you and me, I detest dirty people. There is something as repulsive about untidy habits to me as there is in real wickedness. I don’t think you can bo a good man or a good woman without possessing thoroughly clean personal habits, and I will stick to it until my dying day. They tell me I am a crank on this sub ert I don’t care whether I am or not. ’—Denver Trib- She Meant Snow. A little South Boston girl of less than 5 rears was very anxious to use her sled, so Monday night when she said her •Jenln« nraver she finished with. “Ph« God, send Ume snow, so that I can take out my ried_ During the night it snowed enongh to cover i he ground, and when she awoke she saw it fast disappearing. As »oon as sb. was up she ent to the window and looked out for a few minutes, when «he broke out: Our - • I I memd mow; I didn’t mean this Father. mt J horrid •lu-b:” Never for one day to neglect hair, teeth or nails. Never to wear a garment spotted or with a hole in it if in any way avoidable. Never to coin© down to breakfast other than as fresh as a bath and good temper will admit. If too ill to be sweet or to dress carefully, to stay out of sight. Never to appear at dinner without dis tinctly showing it is dinner and worthy oi some distinction. Never to forget to show in dress, body or manners that I am glad to be a woman. Never to run down men or get excited about the wrongs of our sex. Never to sulk, or whine, or nag—ths three greatost failings of womankind. Never, if possible, to scold husband or brother or other masculine attachments; but if it can’t bo helped, to scold quick and rta- sonably and have that the ond of it. Never to forget, if dependent on husband or any one elso for even tho most loving sup port, that the least return is love and care and a certain amount of forgiveness. Never to make a woman balance on thi edge of a horse car scat when by moving three inches she might havo comfort. Never to elbow a woman out of the way, bo she old, young, rich or poor. If anxioui to go ahead, say “pleate.” To answer letters. To keep appointments. And last and most enduring resolution oC all, to wear no hats at the theatre. —New York Graphic. Interior Decorations. Horticulturists aro positively besieged for handsome seeds of exotic and native plants tc be worked in with embroidered flowers, or with divisional bands of screens, or to deck the covers of card boxes, etc. For attach ment a fine drilled hole for the passage of the needle passes through their axes. Among choice knickknacks for boudoir and similar use are small cabinets with masking doors inside of doors—subtleties of craftsmanship with interior arrangements concealed, the whole of accurate and refined execution. A picturesque card case consists of an open gilded net, with the model of a fisherman in compo holding up one end. The net w©uld seem to bo sufficiently capacious for any of the leaders of society. A lantern of tin, octagonal in form and jeweled, shows the dial of a clock on one of its sides. Suspended in a darkened corner and with the face of the clock shining in the haze of the colored roundlets it presents a pretty’effect. Half dozen sets of elegantly decorated cups and saucers, in satin cushioned case, are now composed of three patterns. For vari ous dishes on stands, such as tureens and sauce holders thick, flat beveled edges and sunken centers have been introduced. As a receptacle for jewelry or other arti cles of beauty and value is a nest of four cabinets set in frame of beautifully carved tortoise shell, each in a different style of lacquer work and ornamented with rock crystal cut in fantastic forms. White Underwear Going Out. The following notes on dress are furnished me by a lady: While many a Frenchwoman of tho well-to-do bourgeois class goes to mar ket herself in order to save a few sous on the price of her comestibles sho is often regard less of the expense of her white petticoats. Tho white petticoat is rather a costly article, because it must always bo spotlessly clean. A French lady, and above all a Parisienne, would as soon think of wearing one soiled as sho would think of being seen with a hole in her stocking or with boots down at heel. In such matters tho French aro essentially par ticular, and in this respect they sot an ex ample to many wealthy and well dressed daughters of Albion and of America, who, even when in Paris, are not always irre proachably gloved and booted. To return to the white petticoat, it has held its ground in France, while in some other countries it has of lato years been al most driven from general use. Yet even in this matter of the white petticoat fashion is loroiudmg French ladies to bo henceforth too conservative. They arc told that, at any rate during tho coming winter, they .ai*o to wear colored skirts, except for full evening dress and for toilettes do ville. In short, underlinen generally is undergoing modifi cations, and night dresses of colored cambric reflect the tasto of many foremost women of fashion. Nay, more, pure white is no longer exclusively used for baby toilets.—Boston Transcript. Hints for the Kitchen. When stove and shoo blacking brushes get so worn at their scrubbing end as to bn use less, remove the brush from the handle, re verse it and tack again in place, securing ths two thirds worn brush another term of serv ice. “Is it potato little or potato big to-day?” I overheard a young girl ask her mother as the clock struck 11. “Neither, child, but middle sized potato day, ’ ’ and as tho little helper clattered down the cellar stairs with her pan, I said: “Whatever do you mean? With your large crew of workmen for which you must pre pare meals, I should think all your days would be potato dinner days. ” “So they are,” wan her quick reply, “but wo have learned to avoid waste in their cooking by boiling different sizes consecutive days. Formerly vie would boil a largo din ner pot of potatoes tor each noon meal, giv ing little attention to their nze. In conso quence the smaller ones .could be overdone, a waste of several bushels throughout tho year. But nowadays wo keep the potato heap picked clean as we go. a dinner pot of small ones wholly one day, large, may b©, rotten hearted old fellows the next and middle sizea potatoes another day. Since adopting this plan oar boiling potatoes aro nearly all done at the same instant, and none coms from the kettle half raw and others mushed for the swill barrel.—Ladies’ Home Journal. a strange Hellffloas Sect. THE JEALOUSY OF THE MARTYRED PRESIDENT’S W FE. Gen. Badeuu Throws Some Light ou Mrs. Lincoln’s Eccentricities—Her Un governable Rage Aroused by Trifles. Lincoln’s Hearing Through it All. The account of Lincoln’s lovemaking in his history by Nicolay and Hay seems almost ominous when read by the light of later knowledge. The anxieties and forebodings and absolute agony of tho future president ’on tho eve of marriage, the most incredulous might say, presageci the destiny that im pended. For no one knows the charactor of Abraham Lincoln, his godlike patience, his ineffable sweetness, his transcendent charity amid all the tremendous worries of war and revolution and public affairs, who is igno rant of what he endured of private woe, and no one rightly judges the unfortunate part ner of his elevation and unwitting cause of many of his miseries, who forgets that she had “eaten on tho insane root that takes the reason prisoner.” Tho country knows but has preferred to forg 4 the strangeness of Mrs. Lincoln’s con« duet at intervals after her husband’s death. Many of the most extraordinary incidents in her career were not revealed, out of dolicacy to others and tenderness to one who had been the sharer of Abraham Lincoln’s fortunes and the mother of his family; but enough was apparent to shock and pain the public sense when finally the conflict with licr own son, so highly respected, the dragging of their affairs into a public court, the neces sary supervision of the poor lady’s finances and the restraint of her actions, if not of her person, disclosed the fact that her mind had been diseased. * The first time thatl saw Mrs. Lincoln was when I accompanied Mrs. Grant to the White House for her first visit there as the wife of the general -in-chief. The next that I now recall was in March, 1864, when Mrs. Jancoln, with the president, visited City Point. They went on a steamer, escorted by a naval vessel of which Capt. John S. Barnes was in command, and remained for somo weeks in the James river under the bluff on which the headquarters were estab lished. Here they slept and usually took their meals, but sometimes both ascended the hill .nd wore entertained at tho mess of Gen. Graut. On the 26th of March a distin guished party from Washington joined them, among whom I remember especially Mr. Geoffroi, the French minister. It was proposed that an excursion should be made to the front of tho Army of tho Potomac, about ten or twelvo mfes away, and Mrs. Lincoln and Mrs. Grant were of tho com pany. There was a military railroad which took the illustrious guests a great portion of th© way, and then the men were mounted, but Mrs. Grant and Mrs. Lincoln went on in an ambulance, as it was called—a sort of half open carriage with two seats besides that for the driver. I was detailed to escort them, and of course sat on the front seat facing t lie ladies, with my back to the horses. EXTRAORDINARY JEALOUSY. In the course of conversation I mentioned that all the wives of officers at the army front had been ordered to the rear—a sure sigii that active operations were in contem plation I said not a Inly had been allowed to remain except Mrs. Griffin, the wife of Gen. Charles Griffin, who had obtained a special permission from tho president. At this Mrs. Lincoln was up in arms. “What do you mean by that, sir?” she exclaimed. “Do you mean to say that she saw the presi dent alone? Do you kow that I never allow tho president to see any woman alone?” She was absolutely jealous of poor, ugly Abraham Lincoln. I tried to pacify her and to palliate my remark, but she was fairly boiling over with rage. “That’s a ' cry equivocal smile, sir,” she exclaimed. “Let mo out of this carriage r.5 once. I will ask the president if lio saw t'-.at woman alone.” Mrs. Griffin was one of the best known and most elegant women in Washington, afterward the Coun tess list rhazy, a Carroll and a personal ac quaintance of Mrs. Grant, who strove to mol lify tho excited spouse, but in vain. Mrs. Lincoln again bado mo stop the driver, and when I hesitated to obey she thrust her arms past mo to the front of tho carriage and held ths driver fast. But Mrs. Grant finally pre vailed on her to wait till tho whole party alighted, and then (xen. Meade came up to pay his respects to the wife of the president. I had intended to offer Mrs. Lincoln my arm and endeavor to prevent a scene, but Meade, of course, as my superior officer had the right to escort her, and I had no chanc) to warn him. I saw them go off together, and remained in fear and trembling for what might occur in tho presence of the foreign minister and other important strangers. But Gen. Meade was very adroit, and when they returned Mrs. Lincoln looked at mo and said: “Gen. Meade is a gentleman sir. IIo says it was not the president who gave Mrs. Griffin the permit, but tho secre tary of war. ” Meade was tho son of a diplo matist an<l had evidently inherited some of his father’s skill. At night when wo wore back in camp Mrs. Grant talked over the matter with me and sai-1 tho whole affair was so distressing and mortifying that we must never either men tion it to any ono; at least I was to I ms ab solutely silent and she would disclose it only to tho general. But tho next day I was re leased from my pledge, for “worse remained The same party went in the morning to visit tho Army of the James on the north side of tho river, commanded by Gen. Ord The arrangom?nts were Romewhat similar to those the day before. We went up tho river in a steamer, and then the men again took horses and Mrs Lincoln and Mrs. Grant went in an ambulance. I was detailed as before to act ns escort, but I asked for a companion in tho duty; for after my experi ence of tho previous day I did not wish to be the only officer in tho carriage. Bo Gen. Horace Porter was ordered to join the party. Mrs. Ord was with her husliand. An she was tho wifo of the commander of an army she was no. subject to the order for return, though before that day was over she wished herself in Washington or anywhere else away from tho army, I am sure. She was mounted, and as the ambulance was full she remained or her horse and rode for a while by the ride of the preKilent and ahead of Mrs. Lincoln. One of the strangest of religious sect« is that which call« itself The New and Latter II oilsc of Israel. Its headquarters to in Chatham. England, in which town its devotees are building an immense temple which will cost $250.000. They to’licve that they will not die and that tip » are the remnant of true Israelites who will reign with Christ for a thou sand years. Their founder was a man named Jezriel, who to now dead. His death " as a great »hock to tho believers, “TRIFLES LIGHT AR AIR.” but his wife claimed that it was an acci As soon as Mrs. Lincoln diseOvcre 1 this her dent and claimed herself to be his suc rage wm beyond all bounds. “What doe* cessor.—New York Tribune... . NO. 98, tne woman mean,** sue exclaimed, “by rid ing by the side of the president and ahead of me? Docs she suppose that ho wants hor by tho aide of him?” She was in a frenzy of excitement, and language and action both becamo more extravagant every moment. Mrs. Grant again endeavored to pacify hor, but then Mrs. Lincoln got angry with Mrs. Grant, and all that Porter and I could do was to see that nothing worse than words occurred. We feared she might jump out of the vehicle and shout to the cavalcade. Once sho said to Mrs. Grant in her transports: “I suppose you think you'll get to the Whits House yourself, don’t you?” Mrs. Grant was very calm and dignified, anil merely re plied that she was quite satisfied with her present jxxsition; it was far greater than she bad ever expected to attain. Then Mrs. A MEXICAN “FIESTA." A SEASON OF RELIGIOUS CERE MONIES AND INDULGENCE. Brutality of tbo Bull l-'lglit^Tho Native Mexican an Inveterate G.lublrr—V«. rlou» Gantes of Chance—Au Orderly Crowd. Every Mexican town lias a patron saint whoa? duty it is supposed to bo to watch and guard over the interests of tho town and its inhabitants. Tho patron saint of the old town across the river, Paso del Norte, is Our I Ally of Lincoln exclaimed: MOht you had better Guadalupe. Tho natives begin their cclo- take it if you can got it. ’Tis very nice.” bration on tho Sth and keep it up till the Then sho returned to Mrs. Ord, but Mrs. 24th, when they have to quit so as to bo Grant defended her friend at the risk of ready to begin tho Christmas festivities on the 25th. arousing greater vehemenee. The celebration or “fiesta,” as it is called, Onoe when there was a halt Maj. Seward, a nephew of tho secretary of state and an consists of: 1. Religious ceremonies con officer of Gen. Ord’s staff, rode up, and try ducted daily in the celebrated old church ing to say something jocular, remarked: known to bo over 340 years old. 2. At “The president’s horso is very gallant, Mi’s. tending threo or four bull fights u wook. 3. Lincoln: ho insists on riding by tho side of Gambling, and lastly, drinking plenty of Mrs. Ord!” This of course addod fuel to tho pulque, mescal and tequila and having a flame. “What do you moan by that, sir?” good time generally. Than tho bull fights nothing could bo she cried. Seward discovered that ho had ~ _ Take a dog made a huge mistake, and his horso at onco more brutal or disgusting. developed a peculiarity that compelled him to fight, a cock fight or a tight between two t ide behind to got out of the way of the men, and you know that they are but follow ing out the instincts of nature, and if either storm. Finally tho party arrived at its destina contestant get« enough he can show the tion, and Mrs. Ord camo up to the ambu white feather and generally get away. The lance. Then Mrs. Lincoln jxxsitively insulted bull fight is different; the poor brute is her, called her vile names in tho presence of goaded and scored bofore he » turned into a crowd of officers and asked what she meant the ring; there he is again goaded and by following up tho president. The poor ipeared and finally killed. He stands no woman burst into tears and inquired what more show than a mouse in a box with a cat. AN INVETERATE GAMBLER. sho had done, but Mrs. IJncoln refused to be appeased, and stormed till she was tired. Sunday I went over to see life on the Mrs. Grant still tried to stand by her friend, plaza. The native Mexican is an inveterate and everybody was shocked and horrified. gambler, ne u ill risk almost anything on But all things com© to an end, and after the turn of a die. The jilaza, a square in the awhile we returned to City Point. center of the village, was turned Into an ex That night tho president and Mrs. Lincoln tensive gambling eatablLshment, and the entertained Gen. and Mrs. Grant and the games wore numerous, and those run by general’s staff at dinner on the steamer, u»'.d Mexicans defended entirely on chance. The before us all Mrs. Lincoln berated Gon. Ord American faker was, however, on hand, and to tho president and urged that he should bo would sell you a $5 bill rolled in a piece of removed. He was unfit for his place, she paper for $2, and a few other snaps of that said, to say nothing of his wife. Gen. Grant description, but the main games were Mexi sat next and defended his officer brave1 y. can. First in importance was the national Of course Gen. Ord was not removed. game of monte. It consists primarily in During all this visit similiar scenes were dealing two cards from the bottom of the occurring. Mrs. Lincoln repeatedly attacked pack and then betting as to which of tho two her husband in the presence of officers be will bo turned up first. Thero are many cause of these two ladies, and I never suffered modifications of the game which would re greater humiliation and pain on account of quire an experienced person to describe. I one nut a near personal friend than when I have not been hero long enough to acquire saw the head of tho stato—the man who car that experience. ried all the cares of tho nation at such a crisis Another game very popular, especially —subjected to this inexpressible public mor with the ladies, is a kind of an odd or even tification. IIo boro it as Christ might have affair. There is n funnel shaped contrivance done, with an expression of pain and sadness with the bottom sloping to the center; in the that cut ono to tho heart, but with supreme center are several stojis were a single marble calmness and dignity. Ho called hor “moth can drop in and a general receptacle to hold er,” with his old time plainness; ho pleaded them all. A handful of marbles is thrown with eyes and tones, «nd endeavored to ex and the gambler bots whi ther an odd or oven plain or palliate tho offenses of others, till she number will drop in 1 lie general receptacle. turned on him liko a tigress, and then he Tho game most numerous, however, and walked away, hiding that noblo, ugly face which seemed to draw the largest crowds, that wo might not catch tho full expression especially of the American population, among of its misery. whom was a large delegation from the Cali fornia excursion in town over the Illinois TIIE MARTYR PRESIDENT’S COURTERTr. Gon. Sherman was a witness of somo of Central, wui played with dice. The layout these episodes and mentioned them in his consisted of a table, six cards numbered 1, memoirs many years ago. Capt. Barnes, of 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6, n dice box, three die©, a tho navy, was a witness and a sufferer too. few silver coins and any amount of tlacos Barnes had accompanied Airs. Ord on her (pronounced “ciackers”), a Mexican coin unfortunao ride and refused afterward to say nominally worth 3% cents, being a quarter ♦hat tho lady was to blame. Airs. Lincoln of a real, which is one-eighth of a dollar, never forgavo him. A day or two afterward but in hard American money Ij cente will ho went to speak to tho president on some buy four of them. official matter when Mrs. Lincoln and «ov DEALER AND DICE. era! others were present. Tho president’s The dealer shakes the box and throws the wifo said something to him unusually offen dice on tho table still covered by the box. sive that all the company could hear. Lin Tho excursionist puts his money, say on the coln was silent, but after a moment h * went card marked threo. Tho box Is lifted; if up to tho young officer and taking him by there is a three up the dealer pays oven; if tho arm led him into his own cubin, to show thero are a pair of threes up ho pays two for him a map or a paper he said. He mad«* no one. If there aro three threes up ho pays remark, liarnos told mo, upon what had oc three for one. It is apparently a sipuire curred. lie could not rebuke his wifo, but game, and the onlooker who is Interested h<* showed his regret and regard for the may spend a handful of “ciackers” before < ffleer with a tou^h of what seemed to me ho discovers thero aro several per oent., if the most exquisite breeding. not more, in favor of the dealer. After the murder of the president th* ec There are several other games of less im centricities of Mrs. Lincoln became more ap portanoe, among which I noted a modifica parent than ever, «nd jsoplo began to won tion of the wheel of fortune. In this, how der whether her mind hail not been affected ever, every turn drew a prize. A “elocker” by her terrible misfortune. Air. Howard purchased tho right to turn tho wheel, «nd told me that she sold tho president’s shirts, wherever tho arrow stopped it would point with his initials marked on them, beforo she to an article of somo value, ranging from left the Whito House, and that, learning the two hairpins to a ©heap cotton handkerchief. linen was for sale at a shop in Pennsylvania What tho young cowboy whom I saw gather avenue, ho sent and bought it privately. in about a dozen hairpins will do with them Sho lingered nt tho executive mansion a long is still a mystery to me. while after all arrangements should have Tho crowd in attendance was a very been made for hor departure, keeping tho orderly one. If any one got more tequila on new president out of his proper resilience. board than ho could handle he could lie down Afterward sho made appeals to public men anywhere and calmly sleep off the effects of and to the country for pensions and other his potations and be perfectly happy. I only pecuniary aid, though thero was no need for saw one quarrelsome fellow, and ho w«s a public application. Sho went abroad doing drunken American.—El Paso (Tex.) Cw. strango things ami carrying tho honored Detroit Free Press. name of Abraham Lincoln into strange and sometimes unfit company, for she was greatly neglected and felt tho neglect. To be very gentle with the younger onai While I was consul general at London I and treat them with respect, remembering learned of her living in an obscure quarter that we were once young. and went to so© hor. fiho was toucl ed by Never to judge one another, but to at tho attention, and when I asked her to my tribute a good mot Ivo when we can. house—for it seemed wrong that tho widow To compare our manifold bioHRings with of the man who bad Horn* so much for us the trifling annoyances of the day. all should be ignored by any American rep resentative—sho wrote mo a note of thanks, betraying how rare such courtesies liad be A Bit of Advice, com«- to her then. IIn|>pin<*u.HS to a mosaic formed from The next I heard of the poor woman was tho scandal of tho courts in Chicago, when many Email «tones, «nd th'tto orn found the fact was made clear that she was insano. and net in iteauty by the hand of love If was a great relief to mo to learn it. and love in little thing«, loving word», loving doubtless the disclosure of tho secret w hich act«, and a large |>art of thi« work to in her son must have long suspected—though, the home, where the greatci.t jtortion of liko tho Spartan !>oy, ho cloaked his pain— our time anti the bent aliould In spent. was to him n sort of terrible satisfaction. It Live this year for wife and hualtand end vindicated Lis conduct; it told for him what ho had concealer]: it «proved him a worthy children, and I-t selfish plenMire take n son of tliat groat father who also bore his beck scat. Keep unspoken the quick re fate so heroically.—Adam Bodeau in New tort, the fretful complaining, the angry word, for life is too short for such cruel York W or Id. Had Him on the Hip. A Cincinnati apwnlator _______ _____ wont ovar into Kentucky to take a look at an which n farmer claimed to have on his land Sure enough the surface of the water was covered with oil, and It could 1» traced along a enwk for a mile. “ Well, what do you think C queried the fanner, after a long investigation. • "Why, I tliink you have used alxuit three liarrels of |ietroleum »round here,” replied the capitalist. “HumphI I hat shows how awful sharp you are. I didn’t usn but one and a half.”—Wall Street News blows, and then the «car never heal«, though you may bathe it with bitter tear«. —Bev. I)r. Kittredge. CompiiHory VtirriniiHtion. Tasmanians, in future, will lie per mitted to vaccinate or not, cslliey please. Following the example of tho nicthcv ru-te ! a <«nn- country. England, they enact«'! pulaory vaccination law «orn" ye-r» ago. Resistance to it Ixx'artv» to lie sot.rung Uiat the house of «>.- mbly. toward the clow* of last year, docfaled to revert to the optional »/»leui. Herald of Ileallh.