Millheim Journal. (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, September 21, 1882, Image 1
VOL. LVI. BARTER, AUCTIONEER, MILLHKIM, PA. J C. SPRINGER, Fashionable Barber. Next Door to JOURNAL Store, MILLHKIH, PA. JGROCKERHOFF HOUSE, ALLKGHKKT STREET, BULLBFONTE, - - - FA, c. 6. MoMILLEN, PROPRIETOR. Good Sample Room on First Floor. BURS to and from all Tralna Special rates to witnesses and Jurors. 4-1 IRVIN HOUSE. (Most Central Hotel in tbe CltyJ Corner MAIN and JAY Streets, Lock Havea, Pa. S. WOODS CILWELL, Proprietor. .Good Sample Rooms for Commercial Travelers on first floor. J~JR. D. H. MINGLE, " Physician and Surgeon, MAIN Street, MILLHKIM, Pa. R.JOHN F. HARTER, PRACTICAL DENTIST, Office in 2d story of Tomliusou't Gro cery Store, On MAIN Street, MILLHKIM, Pa. BF hintfr, ■ FASHIONABLE BOOT A SHOE MAKEK Shop next door to Foote's Store, Main St., Boots, Shoes and Gaiters made to order, and sat isfactory work guaranteed. Repairing done prompt ly and cheaply, and in a neat style. ft. R. PKALK. H. A. MCKKK. PEALE & McKEE, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Office opposite Court House, Bellefonte, Pa. C. T. Alexander. C. M. Bower. ATTORNEYS AT LAW, BELLEFONTE, PA. Office In Garm&n's new building. JOHN B. LINN, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Office on Allegheny Street. _ QLEMENT DALE, ATTORNEY AT LAW, BELLEFONTE, FA. Northwest corner of Diamond. HOY, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Orphans Court business a Specialty. C. HEINLE, ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA. Practices in all the courts of Centre county. Special attention to Collections. Consultations In German or English. J. A. Beaver. J W. Gephart. JgEAVER A GEPHART, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, BELLEFONTE, PA. Office on Alleghany Street, North of High. ATTORNEYS AT LAW, BELLEFONTE, PA. S. KELLER,"" ATTORNEY AT LAW. BELLEFONTE, PA, Consultations In English or German. Office In Lyon's Building, Allegheny Street. DTh."HASTINGS, p - RXBDK*. JJAaTINGS & REEDER, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, BELLEFONTE, PA. Office on Allegheny street, two doors east of the office oocunied by the late firm of Hast ing 40-tf •• O KOHIN BI ITUK." o robin blithe, your plumage lun Ami cardinal shimmers in the sun, As swift you fl.v from tree to tree, Filling the air with melody, And waking love, O merry one. Your eyes diaphonous gleam with fun, As you dissect the broken bun The house-uiaid flings gratuitously, O robin blithe. Wood-chorister, eclipsed by none. My thoughts to themes delicious run Upon your flood of song. Ah, me l Lookout! here slyly comes, Just sec, A barefoot urchiu with a gun, O robin blithe. BESS. Mr. Johu Bayberry strode into the house, and stamped along the hall, and through all the rooms below stairs, dashing open every door he came to and leaving it so, until he reached the kitch en, which he found deserted like all the other rooms ; for even black Aunt Peg had forsaken it, aud was out iu the back yard, hanging out the Monday wash. " Has < IH % ryl>o<ly evaporated ?" de manded Mr, Bayberry, grimly address ing space. Receiving 110 reply, he banged open yet another door, which swung back against a precarious and shaky shelf, thus upsetting the equilibrium of a brass candlestick, a flat-iron and three tin cans, and they all went bumping down on to the floor together. Bess was iu the pantry, washing off the shelves with hot soapsuds ; for Bess was a busy little body, and insisted on performing a certain part of the house hold duties every day. She was standing on a cheese-box during the present performance—for Bess was so sliert she could not reach the second shelf—and she hud a big table-cloth pinned over her dress, ami her silky hair twLted tight upon the top of her head and pinned with three great hair pins, that bristled up and looked like three pair of budding horns. She heard the rapid footsteps outside, and smiled. " Tliat'a Uucle John," saiil she, *' and he wants somebody likely. But I can't go just yet. Men always wapt some thing or somebody." And she went on, calmly removing a row of jelly-glasses, every one dark and rich with its luscious ooutouts- Then she was startled by the thump ing " Dear me !" said Bess, dropping the wing with which she had been brushing the shelf. " I suppose if some one don't go, he won't scruple to tumble the the house over ; and where Aunt Jule is, the man in the moon couldu't tell." She jumped off the cheese-box, care fully holding up the table-cloth to avoid stepping on it, and opened the pantry door. Aunt Jule had also appeared, in a loose, greeu wrapper, from which a piece of torn ruffling, two yards in length, was dragging on the floor, with au old magazine, minus its covers, in her hand, " Dear me, John—" began Aunt Jule, looking injured. •'And dear me T interrupted Mr. Bayberry, "if this house had legs, it might run away twenty times over and no one to prevent. Come out of there. Bess, and both of you listen ! I've got some abominable news. Jule, your late lamented's cousin, that tall, electioneer ing widow, wants to come down here and board all summer, with her daughter. • dear Leonie,' who modestly wishes to give her ' numerous lovers' the slip, and rusticate at 'dear Meadow lands.' There's no end of ' dears' in her letter, and a string of compliments that are all in her eye, I'll wager my biggest squash 1" Mr. Bayberry's sister sat down, look ing helpless ana mournful; but black eyed Bess, whose ideas and opinions one could never foresee, favored the cause of her kinswoman, tliopgh they had made a point of ignoring her com pletely. "Do let them come, (Jucle John!'' said she. " 1 always did want to see my styli-h cousins awfully 1" " Oh," answered Mr. Bayberry, shrug ging his broad shoulders, "if you want to cook, and iron, and slave for two fine city relations that doirt take the trouble to remember your existence, go ahead ! Write to 'em to come, by all means; but don't expect me to 'tend to 'em and hdd their yarn and turn their music while they squeal sentimental songs into my ears—" "Goodness, Uncle John !" inter rupted Bess; "no one would suppose how warmly jou praised Dr. Dare's last sermon on charity, to hear you take on!" " Hold your tongue, Miss Imperti nence !" answered Mr. Bayberry, as he stalked away. But there was a flush on his cheek, and perhaps his conscience echoed Bess' reproof. For Mr, Bayberry's words and manners occasionally expressed more harshness than was in his lieurt, and, owing to his rather irascible tem per, few dared to take the liberty to ecture him. Bess, who was not his niece at all, but only the niece of his late brothc r in law, was one of the few ; and thong'i she sometimes stood half in awe of him herself, there was a conscientious straightforwardness about her which MILLHKIM. PA., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 21,1882. led her to spook her mind when ever she considered it Iter duty to do MO. Perhaps she might, advantageously to herself, hove cultivated a rather less ab rupt manner, and so have found favor in more eyes. But, nevertheless, it NO happened that Mr. John Bayberry, who was rather peculiar himself, never took real offense at her words and occasion ally profited by them. And this .perhaps was at least partly because she had a way of popping out her little sermons in a concise, epigrammatic manner, and never "harped " on one subject. A week later found the large pallor at Meadowiands gra:ed by the presence of two stylislily-arrayed lfdies, just from the city, and indulging in a series of rapturous exclamations over the charm of rural scones, to the astonish" ment of Aunt Jule, who saw nothing to gusli about in fields and vines, and wo secretly wondering if the grease spot in the side-breadth of lier over-skirt was very noticeable. "And here's Bess, your little country cousin," said Mr. Bayherry, drawing her forward from the shadow of the window-curtains, from which she had been admiring Miss Leonie. "Dear me!" drawled the elegant Mrs. Horton, as she gazed down an immcaNiirable distauce at the girl, for Mrs. florion was very tall, and of a lofty carriage withal, " this is Bess, is it? We didn't dream of finding you here." " Why should we ?" queried Miss Leonie, languidly settling baek against the rich-colored sofa cushions. "She isn'n any relation of yours, is she, Mr. Bayberry ?" "Not at all," returned Mr. Bayberry, a trifle stiffly ; " but she is quite as wel come to Meadowiands as if she were ; especially as her blood relations choose to ignore her existence." Mrs. Horton flushed a little ; Miss Le one bit her lip; and Bess shook her eur ly head at Uncle John ou the si v. That same evening, Bess was sitting on the back-door step, peeling velvety, crimson, rare-ripe peaches for supper, when Ashley Gray came along the clo. ver-edged path leading from the stile down in the orchartl. which he, as a very iutimate friend of the family, whose home adjoined Meadowiands, found it convenient now aul then to iimke USd of, "Go rouud to the parlor and see the ladies." said Bess. as she luid the last peach, glowing and pink-hearted, iu the high cut-glass dish. "I don't want to see city folkH," said the young man. "But yon must go this time," an swered Bess, "for I must go in. 1 promised to sot the table for Aunt Peg." So he went, and it somehow' happened thut the next night he went without urging: and the next night. Ah, Bess, little, rufil d white pillow soaked up two or three, pearly tears! The long summer days were waning at last. It was late August, sultry but sweet, softening with the vague premo nitions of the coming autumn, odorous with the spicy scent of herbs, and bright with dashes of intense color here and there. Mist crowned the hills, and languid loveliuess was everywhere. Bess stood, in the pinkish gray of the gloaming, upon the broad balcony, her head resting against a square, white pillar, the sprays of the Madeira-vines above just sweepiug her dusk-brown curls. And Mr, John Bayberry stood and watched her—watched her with his black eyebrows drawn together in a line and a set grinmess about his mouth scarcely visible beneath liis> shaggy mustache. "Bess," he said, at last, "you have seen all this flirtation and tomfoolery going on between young Gray and your Cousin Leonie?" "Yes," answered Bess. "And—do you care? Excuse me Bess, but I want to know." "No, Uncle John, I don't care a snap," replied Bess, lifting her head and smiliug straight iu his eyes. "J cared a little at first, but I don't now— not a bit!" Mr. Barberry came a little nearer ber. "B *MS —Bess," be said, lingering a little over tlie name, "I have found cause lately to rejoice tbat you are really no relation of mine. Can you guess wLy, liens ? Are you glad, too?" Blie dropped ber bead again, answer ing nothing. "Tell me," be said. "Toucan sure ly guess my meaning?" "I—what right have I—I—" "Never mind about the right. Just tell me if you are glad. You shall not regret it." "Y'es, then," she muimured, radiant ly Vushing; "I am glad." Meanwhile Mrs. Hort >n and ber daughter were holding a private con versation in their own room. "Mr. Gray proposed last night, Leo nie ?" Mrs. Horton spoke carelessly, yet she glanced half uneasily at the young lady rocking idly by the window. "He did!" "I hope—l suppose you refused him ?" "Of course," returned Miss Leouie, carelessly. "That was only a neat flir tation. Hess is welcome to him now. I presume she w ill be consoled, if he is a cast-off glove," "Meadowiands is a splendid place, Leonie, and valuable." "And Mr. Bayberry is u yery hand some man." The two ladies smiled aud understood each other perfectly. Later Miss Leouio sauntered down to the balcony. Bess was still standing iu the shade of the Madeira-vine. Leonie Hat down upon the step and yawned. Bess was nobody, thai Nhe should trouble herself to l>e ceremonious. • Don't you find your jnisition here very trying?" asked Leonie, in her most languid, indifferent tone. "Why?" queried Bess. "O, it must be very unpleasant to be dependent on a intiu who is in 110 way related to you." "I don't mind it a bit," said Bess, in dulging iu u little laugh all to herself in the Madeira shadow. "You see, Mi-s Leonie." said John Bayberry, directly behind liur. "Hess is soon to J uve the best right iu the world to be dependent on me. Y'ou have often observed that we are not relat ed ; but we shall be, for Bess will be Mrs. Bayberry before the autumn wanes." CuroS. lu a reccut interview Commodore Shufeld said: Of course you know that Corea is a country tint has long been inaccessible to the world. I be lieve I am the first white man who has ever trod the soil of the interior, and there fere, perhaps, I am a curiosity. So far as I saw them the people of Corea are greatly attached to their country, tiaye no disposition to emigrate—which accounts for their exclusiveness hereto fore—but are possessed of a lively ouriosity. On lauding in Corea to meet the two Ministers apiKiinted by the King to negotiate this treaty two officers accompanied me for some distance into the interior. We were unarmed, but were not molested. The roads over which we traveled were lined with people for miles, attracted probably by their first opportunity to look upon the face of a white man. In some instances they crowded around us. Wo pardoned tiioir obi r" uctHj, t>ocßiie we were probably a great mystery to them" 4 'ln what respect do the Coreans resemble the Chinese?" ,4 I could soo but little resemblance. The Chinese of different 1 icalities look very different, as you Know. The Mongolians of the North do not very much resemble the Mongolians of the south, who mostly cooio to Califor nia, and the Oor&m looks much unlike either class. Their complexion is light, their hair dark, long and wiry and their eyes black. They remind me of the North American imliih and X believe the resemblance is sufficiently close to justify the belief that Corea furnished material to populate this country orig inally. All the difference between the two races could have been produced by climate and mode of living after immi gration hero. Owning to the fact that naturalists have never litul an opjwrtu nity to investigate Coiva, this resem blance h s not been carried out to its logical conclusion. ••All the occupation tie Coreans have is agriculture and the product of the soil is mostly oonsum?d at home. They export a little rice ind a few beans to Japan, but they have nt commerce and no marine. All their carry ing is done on animals or by means of inperfect boats, on the livers. They appear inoffensive and not disposed to go to war with anybody, and yet the mais of the people are said to be curious in regard to oulside affairs. The couitry is ru'ed by a King, who in his own dominion is an a'solute despot, having loinplete power over the livos and propeity of tlie most noble of his subject. He is assisted in g< wrning by a council selected from the nobility, who have (barge of the various departments—judical, war, financial and iutorior departments. Tho person of the King for oenturies lias been absolutly inacceible, and no person of his own race, much less a foreigner, has been abb to get into his presence. It is sacrilege to utter the name he lias received fron his suzerain and tliut by which he is ktowu 111 history is only given him aftei his death, it is high treason to toudi his person with u weapon of iron. Ndwithstandiug the monarch's exclusiveiess, howeve-, 111 thecry his ear is alway? open to the people, and an appeal to Jbim in alt grave mattets is nominally permitted. The interference of the nobi/ity in politics is also high treason and the princes of the blood excluded wholly from power. About a year since a plot to gain control of the governmeut was discovered among the nobles, and every person in any way connected witlit was beheaded. This treatment of the pariciponts in the imbroglio was a salutary lesson. Although the King wields such power, there are two political parties among the nobles of Corea. One party is called the Progressists, the other by a name wich implies their antipodes— those opposed to progress. The foimer party is at present in power, a fact which rendered the negotiation of our treaty possible." Home of Bold, Somewhere in Southwestern New Mexico, in the Sierra Madre, it is said there is a wonderful valley. Saudi, enclosed iu high rocky walls and aooessible by a secret passage, which is known to butfew, is this extraordinary plae. It is about ten acres in extent, has running through it a stream, which waters it throughly and makes it a perfect TTlraltso, with its exquisite flowers and beautiful trees. In it are thousauds of birds of the most beautiful plumage. Kunning across it is a lodge of pure gold about tliiity feet wide, which glistens in the sunlight like a grout golden belt. The stream crosses this ledge and, as it runs, murmurs around blocks of yellow metal as other streams do urouud pebbles. The ledge of gold is supposed to be solid gold and to run down into the centre of the earth. The legend is of Indian origin and around it cluster a number of Indian stones, 111 which the name of the ill fated Montezuma occurs frequently. The descendants of the Azteos believe firmly that tho day will cemo when Montezuma will return and free them from the dominion of the descendants of the Co lquestodores. They believe that the money necessary for this work will be taken from the Madre d'Oro. The secret of the entrance into the valley is carefully guarded by a tiibo of Indians living near it. and among them it is only communicated to the oldest men, amid the solemn ceremonies of the Med icine bulge. Having such a story to work upon there is little wonder that the vivid imagination of the Mexicans should have built upon it tales of men who have found this wonderful place. One is that a certain Jose Alvarez, wiiile wandering through the mountains iu search of game, saw the valhy from the top of tho wall. Finding that he could not hope to enter bv climbing down, he took up his abode with the Indians who guard this canyon leading into it. The daughter of the chief fell in love with him and betrayed the secret to him. Exactly how she found it out they do not tell. Having been shown the entrance, Jose went in and would possibly have gotten away with some of the gold had he not weighed himself down to such an extent that he could not. got ni the declivity at the lower end of the passage. He was diseoverd and the Indians sacrificed him 011 the golden ledge with all the terrible ceremonies of the old Aztec religion. She, in des pair at losing him, tlirew herself from the high walls into the valley below. Hundreds of prospectors have spent months of toil trying to find the Madre d'Oro, but it is scarcely necessary 11 say without result. A Few Simple Recipes. The Small Boy—Take equal parts of uoiso, clirt and four horse-power steam engiue; mix with bread and butter to the taste (the boy's taste), and set the mixture to cool in the middle of a ten acre lot. If you find you have put in too much noise (which you undoubtedly have), turn over and knead with the hand or split shingle. The Saleslady—This is a very easy di-li. All that is required is a little giggle, brass to season, and a garnish ing of frizzles, bangs a d cheap jewel ry. Mix man empty skull and serve. The Politician—Tact, one part; two eyes for the main chance; one tongue, well oiled, and as much cheek as possi ble. If you have a little braiu handy, it may bo added sparingly ; but it does not matter much, and most housekeep ers consider any use of brain in this connection as extravagant. Bake in a slow oven, so that it need not be done brown. If it be more than half-baked it is ruined. The Poet—To make a poet, take lib erally of shimmeriug sunshine, strain through a rhyming dictionary, and add equal parts of lovesick adjectives, archaic adverbs and such other words as you may never have heard of. Set in a warm place, where the whole may become iutimately miugled, and garnish with long hair, seedy clothing and an empty stomach. The Author—Take such facts as you have iu the house and mix with twenty gallons of gush and twaddle for each fact, and boil down one-half, Then add of classical allusions, threadbare stories and übiquitous ancedotes ten ports each, and serve in a greasy coat and bald head. Some prefer to send to the table ; in curl papers, triced with hair-pins but in this case the sauce must not be forgotton, and a little politico-poetic transcendentalism is also a great im provement. A Kiss—This is composed of equal parts of honey, sugar, ice cream, soda with four kinds of syrup, love in a cot tage and supernal bliss. It can be made in the dark just as well as in thu light. Bake iu an elliptical uish, and seive warm. Charity—This is usually served cold. When warm it is very apt to spoil, and must therefore be used at home. Take one part heart and one hundred parts talk, and stir together until the heart is dissolved, and add sufficient policy and worldly wisdom to give it a flavor. Cnarity made by this recipe will keep a long time iu any climate. The Tide of Immigration. The Bureau of Statistics has issued its annual report, showing the total immigration to the United States for the year ending June 30,1882, IU first and most notable feature has reforence to the enormous proportions which this foreign influx lias assumed. The total immigration for the current year amount to 789,003, 119.572 more than last year, when the highest total was reached ever known in the history ol this country. Some idea of the relative umount of this foreign addition to onr population may be gathered by the statement that four years of such increase would aggregate a number equal to the total population of the United States at the time of the Revolution—a population which it had required one hundred and fifty years to reach. Of this enormous sum Germany furnuhed the largest instalment, hor quota aggregating 149,505. England and Wales furnished 85 175; Ireland, 70,432, aud Sweden, 04,697, while the Dominion of Canada iscredited with 98,- 308, considerable portion of them undoubtedly being Europeans who came through Canadian porta. Nearly two-thirds of the whole number, or 502,171, lauded at New York. Huron stunds next in the list, with 71 424; Boston follows, with 58,887; Baltimore, with 41,739, while Philadelphia stands fifth in the list, with 30,284. The most marked proportional increase over the immigration of last year was among the Chinese, 39,579 of whom arrived in 188*2, as against 11,890 in 1881. If this extraordinary rate of immigration should be maintained for any great lentil of t me Uncle Sam's remaining free doma.n will be circumscribed very fast. A farm each for 100,000 families, be sides what is required for the natural increase of our own population, will rapidly exhaust our surplus lauds. Notwithstanding strikes and others evidences of discontent among our own workingmen, this enormous migration to our shores indicates that the laboring people of the Old World believe that they can better their condition very materially by coming here and sharing the lot of these discontented wage oaruers. "The land of the free and the home of the brave" seems to be still the most attr&otiye couutry on the green eartli, judging by the rate at which the peoples of nearly ali civilized countries are flocking hither. Ilow Sltobeleir died. The evening General Skobeletf died he was in his usual health and spirits and dined heartily with some boon companions at one of the best restau rants in the town, After dinner the party proceeded to the Ermitage Gar dens, a place of entertainment in the environs of Moscow, of the same character as the Cremorue Gardens used to be in London. Mora friends were met at the Ermitage, and after a very lively evening the party returned to the town. Skobeletf invited some of the company to join him at supp r at a small hotel of indifferent repute in the Petrovka street, named the Hotel d'Augleterre. Ia this hotel and iu this society the General died. Skobeleff had numerous enemies, and by many it is believed that he was a to foul play; but those who best knew his character, aud who also know who were in his company at the time of his death, consider it far more probable that he was killed by one of his male companions in a drunken brawl. A writer says: I my self, immediately on hearing of his de cease, sought information at the Ho tel d'Augleterre. I was refused ad mittance, and when I attempted to question the proprietor he declined to reply. lie "had never seen General Skobeleffho did not know lie was dead, and he did not know why I asked him about it. Other inquirers were iu my presence similarly refused information. The General's body was at night secretly removed to the Ho tel Dusaux, where the next day it was giveu out that Russia's greatest mil itary chief had suddenly expired from heart disease. Odd Notice* A gentleman near Wmckester made a rockery in front of his house in which he planted some beautiful ferns, and having put up tiie following notice,, found it more efficient and less expen sive than spriug-guiis or man-traps. The fear-inspiring inscription was: "Beggars beware, Scolopendriums and Polypodiums are set here." The wall of a gentleman's house near Edinburgh ssome year* six M <- ■* - * ~~ which was paiuted a threat quite as dif ficult for the trespasser to understand as the preceding : "Any person enter ing these enclosures will be shot and prosecuted." An eccentric old gentle man placed in a field on his estate a board with the following generous offer painted thereon : "I will give this field to any man who is contented." It was not long before he had an applicant. "Well my man, are yon a contented fellowV" "Yes, sir, very." "Then why do you want my field ?" The ap plicant did not wait to reply. —Rabbits are not poisoned by bella [ donna or stramonium. Rotterdam 1 It is nearly mid-day, says a writer before we get through the sluice-gates and drop down towards Rotterdam. We pass many canals, which stretch away from us into the country. There are many of them o narrow that only small craft can ply upon then. The windmills multiply and then suddenly cease, for we are now in a region where they are unavailing; the land lies much below the level of the sea, and is irreclaimable. Most desolate, even in the bright mid-day sun, Is the appear ance of the shores. We are no longer in a canal, but in a wide sweep of dark, turbid water, fringed by a wilderness of sedges and osiers. Flocks of teal and brent rise with harsh discordant cry; while wat.'r-hens bob in and out among the twisted roots of the willows. In the background rises the bare, straight highroad against the the hori zon. Here and there a tiny cottage stands on its platform of brick; at the foot of a flight of steps, a boat lies moored; the only means of exit and egress being by water. The occupa tion of these lonely dwellers ol the marsh is osier-cutting. The osiers are split and made into hoops, an exten sive trade being carried on between Holland and other countries in this commodity. Soon we begin to pass numerous vessels; the water widens, and a forest of masts i ises in the distance, and there is Rotterdam. Very quaint and picturesque looks the ancient city, with its curious gabled houses, oyer whose roofs the spires of more than one old church appear. The broad quay is planted with magnificent limctrees which also rear their leafy branches over the sidewalks of the many canals which intersect the town like a network, where busy craft pass up and down. But when the noise and bustle of the day are stilled, and I sit on deck and watch the great round moon lilt her yellow face above the tall ships' masts, aud softly throw her magic mantle over the scene, I thi ik that Holland, with its ever-present waters, is a land of beauty and wondre. An Eccentric Bishop. 11l a sermon at the Calcutta Cathedral, after a hubbub about some indiscretion attributed to an officer elf rank, the bishop Wilson after a powerful discourse wound up by saying: "But my brethren, there are sinners everywhere. There are sinners even among these dear little children (pointing to the Sunday-school children right and left of him), and-there are a vast number of old sinuers in front of me," waving his hands over the heads of the Governor- General and staff, members of Council, heads of departments, etc. One morn ing I breakfasted with him. As usual at family prayers, which he invariably coi ducted himself, he prayed by name for the people staying with lnm. There was a gentleman from Madras for whom he prayed, and then he said : "Let us pray for his dear wife, and dear chil dren.'* A thought struck him, he paused, and he said to his chaplain : "By-tlie-bye, is he a married man?" "No, my lord, he is not married." "Ah, well, never mind," he resumed. "He may marry, and the children may come." On another occasion it was related that he was preaching against the sin of avarice, when he delivered himself of the following remarks: "Mybreth ren, there are several forms of avarice ; oue form has recently been brought home to me most unpleasantly. You all know my Arch-deacon there, a most excellent man ; well, last week he sold me a horse for five hundred rupees— he is not worth ten. This, my brethren,'! considered a most unpleasant form of avarice.'' Treatment ot Disease by Outdoor Life More rational opinions are gradually making their way, and, in one particu lar at least, a beginning is being made of a revolution, namely, the system of treatment followed in "climatic" san itariums, and establishments for the cure of diseases by air, difference of elevation, etc. The proprietors of such places it is true, speak of the "specific" virtues of their climate ; but, inasmuch as chemistry shows that atmospheric air all over the earth has the same constitu tion, the specific virtue must reside in the special purity of the air—a thing wanting in cities, but found in all vil lages, provided they don't possess large factories. Farther, it is an error to sup pose that in the South—Florida, Colo rado, or in the Tyrol, or by the lake of Geneva—it is as warm as in a hot-houte. In those regions, too, it is now and then there, for usually the sun shines and the landscape is beautiful. But, since we connot send all the sick to the South, we must devise some substitute at home, the benefit of which may be enjoyed even by the poorest. Then, too, when we consider that the majority of those who have spent the winter in a southern clime return as—embalmed corpses, be cause it is only when it is too late that people make up their minds to make the costly voyage, there is reason to expect better results fron timely recourse at home to "air-cure." With the means of treatment at hand, disease might le [ nipped in the bud and lung complaints in general would be rarer. NO 38.