ur The Proudest Lady. The queen is proud of her throne, And proud are her maids so fine; But tie proudest lady that ever was known Is ¢his little lady of mine, It's her sport and pleasure to flout me ! Wo apurn and scorn and scout me ! But ch! I've a notion it's naught but play, And that, say what she will and feign what she may, She can’t well do without me ! For at times, like a pleasant tune, A sweeter mood overtakes her; Oh ! then she's sunny as skies in June, And all ber pride torsakes her. Oh ! she dances round me so fairily ! Oh ! her laugh rings out po marely! Oh ! she ocoaxes, and nestles, and peers and pries, In my pussled face with her two great eyes, And owns she loves me dearly. j SAO Buried Gems, Row many gems of thought beneath The dust of toil lie buried; How many o'er the bridge of sighs To silent tombs are carried, And never seo the light of day Tho’ their's is matohless beauty; For hands that bold the richast gifts Must closest cling to duty, How many hands ne'er dare to pluck From life the wayside flowers; How many feet must bleed and ache In this bright world of ours; While others sing the gayest songs, And pluck the brightest roses; For them the opening of each hour, Some new found joy disoloses. How many swee! songs well to lips That maay vot pause to sing them; And sweet bells chime in many a heart, But there's no one to ring them God pity such whose rounds years Are filled with care and trials, Whose daily lite is constantly Made up of selt-denials, For those who toil in faith and hope There must be rest at last; For those who weep there must be joy, When all these tears are past, And there'll be gems for those who bear Aloft the cross of duty — Where the uniettered tongue shall sing "Mid love, ard joy, and beauty. QUIET RUTH. She was very quiet, my friend Ruth Earle. Repose was in every lire of her graceful form ard every feature of her pretty face. The soft waving hair, brown in the shadow and flecked with pale golden gleams when the shone upon it; the solemn blue eyes, the straight brow—all very quiet to in- tensity. She never blushed, or trem- bled, or went into ecstacies of admira- tion or fear or fun; her smile rose on her face and lit it, as the full moon does the sky on a still summer night, and every tone of her voice was low and musical. >ome called her cold, but I, who knew her well, would have laughed at them. In one sentence she couid embody the sentiments another girl would have spent an hour in delin- eating. In one gience she could reveal a tempest of joy or love or scorn; but the lances were rare and words Tarer. but Ruth's heart was usually a sealed casket to aliabout her. A quiet interest and sympathy in others’ weal and woe, a peaceful sort of happiness—only those were on the surface, and the torrent of emotion roiled on silently beneath. ‘Why, of all the men on earth, Ruth should have given her heart to my cousin, Charley Campball, I could not guess. How he—fiery and emotional to a degree, acting on impulse altogether, loving everything that dashed and glit- tered and made a noise, adoring martial music and passionate poetry, and always smitten by talkative, black-haired. waltzing, coquetting belles—ever tell in love with quiet Ruth Earle, was still a stranger problem. When one fine Au- t evening he bounced into cur par- or, where 1 was sitting alone, and in- formed me, without parley or preface, that he was engaged to Ruth, I, in my astonishment, exclaimed: “1 should as soon have imagined a mad bull engaged to a ring-dove!” and was very sorry afterward, it was such a foolish, singu- lar speech. Still, it did describe my feelings exactly. Every one wondered. Young girls “wondered what he could see in such a uiet girl;” young gentlemen “‘won- ered how she could like such a wild | scapegrace.” But when, at last, she | came to me one day, with both hands in | mine, and said: *‘ Mary, vou do not know how dear he is to me—he is my 80 VOLUME XIII. THUR SDAY, A PRIL 15, 1880, rE AR SSRI with the quietly. shooting. “Weil spoke, Ruth,” laughed her lover. * You would never hreak vour heart over me, snowbird.” And, some how, a sort of dissatisfied tone was in his voice as he uttered the words-—at least, 1 imagined there was, but it was gone before he haa handcd us out of the carriage, We were working on the bridal outfi slowly. Day by day the dainty gar ments grew beneath our fingers, We sat together in a quiet little room, look- ing greenward, own. The windew opened inward, and a red rosebush without fluttered its leaves and fragrance in vpon us, Soft nabob,"” returne Ruth, ‘You would not be worth ie bed, matting. There was a great “sleepy marble stand against the wall, Over ing child. for quiet Ruth, and as she sat in the soft shadow of the fine branches, sending the needle in and out of the snowy muslin and humming a low, plaintive tune, 1 so beautiful. watched the two Sauuteting sruln Arm by the river side, or sitting by the piano other, I used to please myseil with fan- eving the happy married life which lay before them. And still the wedding day drew nearer, and the orange flowers which were to deck Ruth's hair were budding in the conservatory, Chariey's old uncle, a wealthy bache- lor, who had adopted him in his boy- hood, was often with us. He seemed to take an almost fatheriy pride in Ruth's gentle beauty and purity. And I know of a rich troussean which was in prepa- ration for the coming day. How peace fully happy we all were! I have often wondered since that there were no omens in the sky, no whispers in the air, no black clouds anywhere, to warn us of the coming storm. I stood on the veranda one night look- ing at the moon. Charley had bidden adien to Ruth, and was going away down the path. At the gate he paused forme. Wrapping my shawl about me went down and stood beside him. Never in my life had I seen sorrow seated beside Charley Campbell, but she was with him now. His eyes were heavy, his cheeks flushed, his head bowed upon his bosom. I looked at him in terror without the power of uttering a word. He spoke first. “ Mary.” he said, *“ do you believe that Ruth loves me?” “ As her life,” I answered, © 1amsure of it." He shook his head. “I am not,” said he. * When a woman loves she blushes and trembles; she can never wear so cold and placid a face, so unperturbed a mien: she is quickiy jealous—quickly moved to tears. The passionate love of a warm-hearted woman passes all things. Mary, I do not believe that Ruth ever loved me, or will ever love any one." “Have you had a quarrel?” I asked, breathlessly. “A quarrel? No! I wish we had. A quarre! would show some feeling to be touched. Ruth is a beautiful. lovable creature, too good for a wild fellow like me; but a man might as well worship a marble siatue. She is freezing. She chills me." “You are speaking blaSphemy!" 1 . “Ruth is an angel.” : “Well, no matter. I'm a fool. perhaps, Good-bye, Mary. Whether Ruth loves me or not. I have loved her. I suppose that should content me." He was gone among the shrubbery, and I went back to Ruth with a deadly horror at my heart. When he came again he was the same as before, and seemed to have forgotten the conversa- tion utterly. I had not called on the nabob’s lady, nor she on me. We never suited each life,” I wondered no longer, for I knew | that Ruth had given him one of those | irresistible. unconscious glances of hers, | and shot him through the heart. | Ijthink they were very happy all that | bright autumn, and when the winter | came the quiet contentment of Ruth's | face deepened, and every evening he wus | at her side, reading, or singing or talk- | ing to her in soft, loving whispers, | as she taming down my wild cousin? | Could mortal woman do such a seem- | ingly impossible thing? Were all the | wild oats sown—all the scrapesover? It | seemed so. The careless boy was maturing into the high-bred man, passionate and impul | sive still, but with higher aims and | Bigher principles. ‘he winter rolled away, the bright | spring came, and when the fragrant | apple blossoms were upon the trees | Ruth told me that the day was fixed for | her bridal, and we rode out together one | morning to purchase satin and lace and | muslin for the bride's attire. Go'ng| home together with the parcels stowed | away in the bottom of the vehicle, we | met Cousin Charley, his cheeks aglow and his eyes dancin: with suppressed merriment. He waved his hand to us and we paused. “Take me in won't you?” he said, | pleadingly. ou, and of course found you not at | ome. You have a seat for me, [| know.” 1 signified my approval, and he Jtiped in and seated himself beside | “1 have been to call upon | “The Petral came in to-day,” he said, | as we drove along. * Did you hear the | ms? She isa fine vessel, just from | ndia, with a set of the yellowest pas- | sengers you ever saw. Liver complaint | is as common among them as among | French geese, and pepper is the chief | article of their diet. uch tempers as they have, too! It would puzzle Ruth herself to keep quiet among them.” “How do you know so much about them?” I inquired. “Oh, I've been to breakfast with one of their number,” replied Charley; * an old nabob who is as rich as he is ugly, and who has the handsomest wife—. Bs the way, an old schoolmate of yours, “Who is she?” I asked. He replied by another question: * Do you remember Kate Glynn?” “Kate Giynn? Yes. Is she the na- bob’s wile?” ** Of course she is. I met her coming off the boat this morning. She knew me at once. We had a desperate flirta- tion long ago. She is one of the mad- cap girls I used to like before I met my snowbird here, and: my face remained in her memory. She introduced me to her busband, and he invited me to breakfast. I revenged myself for the spices which burned my tongue by burning the old fellow’s heart with jeal- ousy, and talking mysteriously of old times. He did not invite me to -all again; but she did, and I am going.” “ Charles Campbell, I am ashamed of you,” I said “Oh, it's all nonsense, Mary,” said harley. * Here is my safeguard,” and is arm sto.e about Ruth’s shoulder so lecidedly that I was obliged to change places with him immediately on ac- ount of the publicity of the street. Throughout that ride he seemed to verflow with merriment. He imitated he old man’s manner, his conversation pd his frown; told extravagant stories the jady’s smiles and attentions, and ade us laugh by a description of the ucer eyes of the nabob'’s black serv. ht whe waited behind his chair. hth smiled placidly upon him all the hile, and seemed perfectly contented th bis account of the flirtation. What shall I do when you elope 1 the nabob’s lady?” she said, as we bhted. Follow me and shoot me through head with a revolver,” answered ey. other. But I caught a glance of her carriage often, and three times had I seen Charley's face looking out of the window as it rolled bv. And, at last, a and I heard the name of that bold, handsome woman mingled with Charley Campbell's in a way I did not like. the wedding day was close at hand. It came at ast. The guests were there. Music and flower perfume filled the house. In her own room Ruth Earle, dressed in her floating robes and veil, waited for the bridegroom's com- I heard, as I sat by the window, the quick roll of a furiously-driven car- riage. It paused at the gate. Some one leaped out, and rushed along the path The door was dashed wildly open and Charley's uncle stood among us. He held a written papet in his hand, and his eyes started ffom his head with passion. * He is gone!” he shouted — “Gone with that wicked woman. He has dared to write and tell me so. 1 have disin- herite him, and I curse him with every curse that can light on man. May he Mav m 8 The wild voice broke, and he fell with blood starting from his lips, full length When we raised him In the letter clutched by his uncle's stiffened fingers we read the “When you read this I shall be far I fly to-night with the only woman who ever loved me. For me she has left home and honor, as | have for her. Tell Ruth—poor Ruth! whom her. 1 loved her truly, but her cold love froze out my affection, pure, as I knew it was; while this erring, passion- ate heart with which I fly is mine en- tirely. She willsoon be happy with an- other I know—happier than I shall ever be—and will forget, ere long, that there ever breathed one so unworthy of her thoughts as I. CHARLES CAMPBELL.” There were screams and tears and ter- ror in the house; but there, upon the floor, set Ruth, pale and motionless, her bride's veil dabbled in the dead man’s blood, and her eyes closed as though she wished never to open them. People said she bore it bravely, when they saw her, in a little while, quietly and busy as before. When the will was opened, and it was found that Charley Campbell had been disinherited, and all the property was left to Ruth, they spoke of it as an act of justice, and thought that all was over; put I, and 1 only, knew of the canker worm eating at the young heart night and day. Six months passed by, and we heard nothing of the false lover. We never spoke of him to Ruth, or among our- selves, and all the love I ever felt for him bad turned to scorn. At last one day a letter reached me. a comparative stranger, who had writ- ien to me as Charley's only relative. Oh! what a tale was recorded in those lines. I can only give the substance. The two had fled to Europe at first; thence, when dread of pursuit was over, they had returned to this country. Then for the first time they had heard of the loss of Charley's fortune, and poverty seemed staring them fully in the face. Their debts accumulated, and the change in circumstances brought change of affection. They quarreled madly, each reproaching the other, and the white hand of the woman was often raised inst the man she once pro- poor Charlty Campbell paid the penalty of his crime, and worse was yet to come. They were in a carriage one driving toward a dwelling place, for debt had turned them from the old one. They were quarreling in suppressed voices, and looking hot hate into each other’s eyes, when a sight arose before them that struck them dumb with hor- ror. There, in the middle of the road, stood the woman’s injured husband, with a pistol in his hand, aiming straight {at them. Whether he meant to fire at { her was never known; but the ball en i tered her heart, and she fell forward with a soream. The explosion of the | pistol frightened the horse; he became unmanageable, and dashed forward down a hill, erushing the driver be { neath the wl i mangling him. ** We think him dying inow," the writer continued, *“ His | right arm has been amputated, and he | is prostrated by pain a loss of blood { He has nead of ithe friends whom he has so much offended ; will you forgive | him and come to him?” The letter fell from my trembling | fingers, Ruth had stolen 0 my side un- | seen, and had read it also, Down at my { feet she knelt, and buried her face in my lap as might a grieving child, Neither of us shed a tear, but we sat thus for an | hour in utter silence. At last she spoke, have a favor to ask, Mary, { Promise me that yon will grant it." “Anything, darling,” 1 replied “ Let me go with you," she murmured, “Let us nurse him it he is suffering, tand be with him to the last if he should { die. He was almost my husband once my dear, Oh, take me with you!" “Do you remember how he | wronged you, Ruth?” I asked, “ Mary," she answered, rising to her feet, ** do not misunderstand me, would not let him know of my presence; I do not seek to bring myself to his remembrance. 1 will go with you as a | maid or nurse; a coarse dress, a servant's cap, and the curtained light of a sick room will keep me from his knowledge. If he recovers he shall never know that I have been near him. I only seek to see him once again, and do him what little good I can, forl loved him dearly." Who could withstand her? We were off next morning by the first conveyance, Ruth already wearing the servant's dress, and hidden further still beneath a close bonnet and veil. I had thought that nothing could have softened my heart to Charley Campbell, but I was mistaken when I saw him lying before me, scarred and maimed, My tears fell fast, and I gave him my haad as in the old times, when I trusted in his honor and virtue, He was thankfu: for my presence, and whispered a faint word of welcome, but betore night fell he was delirious, and knew no one about him Oh, the long days that followed! shall never forget them. And through all Ruth never left his pillow. When all the rest shrank from the wild ravings and the upraised arm o' delirium, she never wavered: no toi’, no vigil did she spare; and when, at last, he ay quiet and weak upon his pillow, her hand draught and helpless hand. had deemed i has lifted And th cold : One day we sat together, Ruth and I, beside the window, and Charley seemed Suddenly he sti I and I bent over him in an up the weary, is was the heart he ed m to sleep. called 10 me, instant. “Mary,” he said, “1 have something to say to you—something which lies vory heavily at my heart. If I should die without uttering it, my soul would never rest. Mary, you remember when [ left Ruth. You know how I felt then. I believed her cold. I thought that in the hot passion of the woman I fled with I had found true love. I must have been mad, I think, for oh, how hitter y I have rued that belief. Mary, when you see Ruth Ear.e wil her this, and tell her, too, that long, long since | have discovered that she was my only love— that in throwing away her pure woman'y affection I Jost the richest jewel in my life.” The words were uttered softly, but Ruth's ear had caught them she stood in the shadow, where he could not see her, hna listened. “Through all my fever I have thought of her,” he went on, ‘‘and at times have thought she stood besideme. Then I would strive to ask her forgiveness, but the sweet vision always faded, and astrange nurse wa: there instead. Mary, do you think that Huth hates me? She should, for I deserve it.” Oh! the mute appeal of those clasped hands and streaming eyes on the other side of the couch. 1 knew their mean- ing, and I answered as they hade me: | ** No, Charley, I know that Ruth has i forgiven you." “Forgive me! yes; tor she is an angel. But never, never can she love me again —never shall the link my own hand has broken be reunited. A mutilated beg- gar, scarred in face and heart, even were the past blotted out, she never could be mine. Oh, Ruth! my injured, patient, loving Ruth, I would give all the world beside to hold vou for one moment to my breast—to press your soft lips to mine but once again.” 3 She had stolen from the shadow; she crept toward the bed ; she outstretched both arms toward him, as a mother might seek to clasp once more her lost child; and still something held her back from the bosom where she longed to nestle. Again he spoke, and this time he ut- tered her name—* Ruth, Ruth, Ruth!” but hot tears were in his eyes, and they broke the spell which kept her from him. Thecoearse cap lay on the ground, the golden hair fell over her white fore. head in heavy glittering masses, and with a low, tremulous cry she cast her arms about him, pillowed his thin cheek on her bosom, and gave back to Charley Campbell the quiet heart he had so well deserved to love forever. He has it still, and it is very dear to him, so dear that I believe no words would tell its value. Since the hour when the words were spoken which united tuem forever, each Po trusted in the other to the uttermost, and there are no happier people in the whole length and breadth of the land than Charley and his “ Quiet Ruth.” Time for Reading. Many busy people declare they have no time for reading; but they are mis- taken. They have all the time there is, and some of the world’s busiest men have found that enough to make them- selves accomplished in one or more de- partments of knowledge. The trouble 18 no lack of time, but wasteful habits in regard to it. Many persons enter- tain the notion that one must have regular and definite hours of the day or week set apart for reading in order to accomplish anything valuable. There never was a greater mistake. The busiest life has margins of time which may serve, like the borders of the old missals, to enrich and exalt the commonplaces written between. Fifteen minutes in the morning, and as many more in the even- ing, devoted faithfully to reading, will add appreciably in the course of a few months to one's store of knowledge. Always have a book at hand, and whether the opportunity brings youtwo hours or ten minutes, use it to the full. An English scientist learned a language in the time his wife kept him waiting | for the completion of her evening toilet; | and at the dinner given to Mr. Froude {in New York, some years ago, Mr. | Beecher said that he had read through that author’s brilliant but somewhat lengthy history in the intervals of din. ner. Every life has pauses between its | activities, The time spent in local {travel in street cars and ferries is a { golden opportunity, if one will only | resolutely make the most of it. It is | not long spaces of time, but the single | purpose, that turns every moment to account, that makes great and fruitful | acquisitions possible to men and women who have other work in life.—Christian non. a A Middleburg, Pa., mouse tunneled an ear of corn, Suit her nest in it, and was living on the grain outside. ear was eight and one-half inches in length and nine and one-half inches in circumference, and it contained 1,600 grains of corn. ' TIMELY TOPICS, The incidents occurring in Colorado | very-day life fully demonstrates the | uncertainty of property. and that hay | gard want may take wings and fly away { when least expected to doso, A short | time ago a young fellow in his teens, and « nobby air, visited one of the first-class jewelry stores in Denver, and selecting an elegant gold wateh and costly chia n, stepped to the desk and carelessly drew his check for the amount, The jeweler {somewhat dubiously examined the i check, remarking that he supposed it was | all right, although he did not know the | customer. * Why, yes, you know me, | exclaimed the young man; "my father { used to do your washing, but six months | ago he went to Leadville, where he dis lcovered a mine, and has sold | £30,000." The jeweler then remembered | the boy, whose statement wus perfectly i ae, { Mr. A. J. Severance, of San Fran. | oisco, says that the diamond drill has played sn very im | oping the mineral wealth of the West The first great treasure house which as the Consolidated Virginia and the { California Bonanzas, which have yielded £107,000,000, of whioh the stockholders have received $74,000,000 in dividends. { One of the owners of the mines told Mr, Severance that the diamond drill had realized for him $5,000,600 All of the princiral Comstock mines, and many ol the largest mining properties located in California and Nevada, use these drills They are also extensively used in Col orado: have pushed their way to most of the Territories: have been introduced and operated in New Mexico, old Mex- jco and Australia, The Japanese gov- ernment have also been supplied with them. Toe Countess Panne, lady-in-walting to the Empress of Russia, has been re- quested to resign and to travel abroad, she is of a romantic turn, and some. times received guests of whose character she was not fully aware. Among them the police were about to search his rooms, fled to her house with his papers, and, being pursued to Ler room, hid the papers under her pillow. The police them and arvested him. That the Nihilists, however, have friends in high quarters is shown, not only by the cipher documents found on Deutsch, killed in the secret pres: affair, but by letters found on a Rain dootor and refugee at Par 8, who either threw him. self or was thrown into the Seine, These documents were sewn in his trousers | ning and were handed over to the Russian embassy, who forwarded tem to the St, Petersburg detectives, discov 13 d A case of what may be called dual existence has heen discovered by the Louisville Courier-Journal in Hele town of Millersburg, Ky. A pretty girl about fifteen years old, who had some trouble with her spine, is the interesting object. When she is awake she acts like a sedate and modest maiden; but when she is in one of her somnambu- listic travels she is a wild, romping, forward hoyden. In the former state her nerves are super-sensitive, and sven to touch her is to give her pain. atter state her nerves are entirely oal- lous. Naturally, she likes to read seri ous literature; abnormally wants nothing but Mother Gooses' melodies, She writes with her right hand in the one case and with her left in the other, That her eyes are entirely closed during the somnambulistic freaks is vouched tor by several physicians, and that Lers is really not another case of hysterical deception is affirmed by Dr. Eads, who has attended her since her childhood She, of course, does not, or pretends not, to remember what she did in her abnormal condition, and when told she wi’! not believe it. In Castle Garden. M. Quad, of the Detroit Free Press, gives a picture of life at Castle Garden, New York, where emigrants are landed, as follows: Once beyond the offices the visitor descends a steep stairway to find himself in a piace somewhat resembling a round house for locomotives. Herels a circular space large enough to hold 4,000 or 5,000 people. It ix heated by coal stoves, well supplied with benches, and has every convenience demanded by people whose stay is seldom more than two days. Two thousand emigrants were sheltered there the day I walked down among them. They were Swedes, Danes, Poles, Germans, Irish, French- men and Englishmen, and over in one corner a group of Laplanders nibbled at luncheon and talked among themselves, In one corner was a family of realold Dutch stock. The grandfather sand grandmother were there with their black pipes and wooden shoes, the father and mother with their fat, ruddy checks and coarse woolen garments, and eight children were sleeping on the benches, or looking from the windows. Three generations were there in one group, and the oid people looked hearty enough to feel sure of a dozen years more of life, The interpreter spoke a few pleasant words to a father to draw him out, and here was hissimple story: “1 am wu little bit afraid, though I don't let the old folks know it. Every- thing is very strange to us here. 1 know this is not a prison, but I am not quite satisfied about it, We are going to a country called Brasky (Nebraska), where some of my old neighbors have settled. [I have been wanting to come for sever! years, but father thought we would be fooled. H~ can't see how one man car have so much land over here. We don’t know how you get along with- outa king. How is it that your men do not have to go in the army unless they want to? Everything goes in such a hurry over here that I am afraid. 1 have money to buy land, but I'm afraid it won't grow cabbages like our ground. My old friends in Brasky wrote me that you have no storks here, 1 am sorry for this, I cansay ‘New York' and ‘steamboat’ in English, and 1 shall goon learn to talk the language. You gee my old mother is crying. three children buried near our old home, the sie graves again.” A Lion Hunt in South America. In South America n party of En men recently rode out for a lion The South American lion is not ex- | actly like the lions of the old world, but he 18 ferocious, nevertheless. Accom- 1" ul, named ** Pristy, rider and as brave as he could be. cubs, and these they succeeded in cap- | turing with lassos, or ropes looped at the fend. Trotting out of the thickets by the cubs. The lion was moving here and there inthe grass of the plain, sniff- ing the air and growling. Pristy was such a bold fellow that he aid not cali for help. but rode headlong after his game, Pristy charged at a gallop, and the lion at the same moment charged with great bounds. Pristy hurled his asso and the noose, true to its aim. fall around the animal's neck. Then Pristy put spurs to his horse in order that he might drag the lion, but the latter ran | faster than the horse, and soon sprang { upon the poor horse's flank. There was | a terrific struggle. Pristy shouted for | heip, and the hunters in the thicket { rushed in a mad gallop toward the cloud | of dust that marked the scene of the | ooribat. Pristy got out his knife and stabbed the lion several times, and | finally horse, boy and lion rolled over i and over on the ground, The hunters soon drew near and killed the lion. Pristy’s arm was broken and he was very much bruised. The poor horse also suffered from severe wounds, — Phil- adelphia Times. | A MYSTERIOUS BOX, em {It Ldes Unclaimed and Unopened in the i Troasury. A Washington corvespondent of the hox which was placed there aver thirty | years for safe keeping, No i REO | It has been the sub- | ject of several investigations by officers be done with it, | of the treasury department. On vari | (Us occasions resolutions have bes n in. | eto,, as to its value and ownership. But | had as to its true history ltd contents {are worth perhaps $2000 or $3,000, tightly sealed and covered with dust. No one can touch it unless Congress PRESCS A resolution to that effect, | found the box in their possession, when | taking charge of the oftios, have recom tion and the proceeds tion, There are several stories told as tothe | origin of the box, | tents were a present to President Andrew {Jackson from the Khedive of Egypt, and afterward piaced in the treasury for { safe keeping. Another and probably a more correct history of the box is found i in answer to a resolution of the House of Representatives, His letter is dated March 10, 1888, and he says: “In answer to your resolution of the } +3 i a certain box in the vaults of the teens. office and marked * jewels,” ation has been made by the treasurer and a copy of his report is herewith submitted. It is understood articles are remnants ofl the objects of an extensive robbery committed a num. ber of years since at the patent office They have been in the treasury sauits since 1881, 1 can see no reason for re- taining them longer. They certainly subserve no good purpose in their pres. mend that they be sold at auction and Respectfully, eto, Huan MceCrrooon, Secretary of the Tressury.” “Simin pursuance to your direction endorsed of the House of Repre sentatives, passed treasury, sealed with the seal of the patent office, and marked was opened by me in the presence of the cashier There was found therein memorandum in writing, of which the following is a correct copy. to wit: Bottle said to contain atlar of roses, One vial containing pearis, One vial containing diamonds, One poid plate—inside hinge of a snuff. box. ment and a silk tassel neckline. and four pearls. Two lumps of gold. The vial containing pearls and the one containing the diamonds are both sealed and were opened, 1 should ige 200 to 300, not i 11 They are pretty uniform in except two, which are quite large and pearly formed. The diamonds small and about 100 in number. The two lumps of gold, if 5 mint fineness and they seem to be what over $500. The attar of roses is diamonds and pearls of quite valuable. Very respectfully, Are, . E. Srixxes, Treasurer of the United States.” use to any one, If the contents had been sold and the proceeds placed on in terest, their value would have more than doubled itsell by this time. Jt is ury officials are making an examination of the office, an owner. There is a chance for some of Andrew Jackson's heirs to nave an itle to its valuable contents. Pleading For His Own Life. details of a case that certainly presents some of! the most remarkable features known in the history of jurisprudence in this country. his occurred the Ellis county district court. A col. ored man was indicted for entering into a conspiracy to murder. He was brought to trial, the evidence was was convicted. A motion ‘for a new trial was made, and the judge, seeing that no error of law was made, and be- overruled the motion. When the pris. oners were brought in to be sentenced, this negro was among them. When asked if he had anvthing to say why sentence should not be passed upon him, he said he knew anything he might say would have no weight with the court, as all the forms of law had been com- plied with, and he knew he must go to the penitentiary, but that he had some- thing to say for the henefit of his col- The he listen, marks, court told him that {would testimony, showing the inconsistencies of witnesses’ statements, and then, car- | ried away with the idea of the wrong done him, he burst forth in a strain of ‘eloquence seldom heard. When he sat | down the judge said: * Sam, I thought your motion for anew trial, and give you another chance. So eloquently had the | attorney then dismissed the onse, and | tha prisoner walked out of the court room a free man, in Texas, at least, where a man brought up to | loose. Every person present says that the effort was the finest one ever heard. The negro is uneducated and 8 common field-hand. A Louisiana Swamp. And what surroundings! { colonades of cypresses; long, Endless motion | of noisome waters, pitchy black, resting on bottomless ooze; cypress knees stud- ding the surface; patches of floating | green, gleaming brilliantly here and | there; yonder where the sunbeams wedge themselves in, constellations of water-lilieg, the many hued iris, and a | multitude of flowers that no man had {pamed; here, too, serpents great and | small, of wonderful colorings, and the dull and loathsome moccasin sliding wearil” off the dead tree; in dimmer re- cesses the cow aligator, with her nest hard by; turties a century oid ; owls and bats, raccoons, opossums, rats, centi- pedes and creatures ‘of like vileness; great vines of beautiful leaf and scarlet truit in deadly clusters ; maddening mos’ quitoes, parasitic insects, gorgeous drag- on flies and pretty water-lizards, the blue heron, the snowy crane, the red-bird, the moss-bird, the night-hawk and the chuckwill’'s-widow; a solemn stillness and stifled air only now and then dis- turbed by the call or whir of the sum- mer-duck, the dismal ventriloquous note of the rain-crow, or the splash of a dead branch falling into the clear but lifeless bayou.—Seribner. A Heartless Hoax. A letter writer from Louisville to the count of a heartless hoax: of those treasured mosaics, yolept a “quilt,” overturned a shred of silk | whereby hung a tale of no ordinary interest. It was a serap of satin, of the most gant quality, once white, but | now yellowed and time-stained, Here Ls ils Bistory About twenly years ago | St, Paul's church in Louisville rejoiced in the possession of a pastor who was the idol of his congregation, his ministrations he lost his wife, and consequently, us an interesting widower, | developed new charms in the views of | the fenuinine portion of his flock. Among mirvers, though personally unknown to age, many peculiarities and independent circumstances, The fact of her intense admiration for a man to whom she had and a party of young people Isid plahs | purporting to come from the reverend | gentleman, containing professions of admiration and esteem, aaking for =» | SCTecY, | begun continued until the pastor ac- | cepted a call to a church in Savannah, | when it culminated in a proposal of | marriage. This, of course, was readily socepted, und the final letter announc- | ing his approaching departure and still { enjoining secrecy, from unavoidable | circumstances, also declared his prob. | bride. In the meantime the minister, soon afler entering upon his charge in Savannah, died of yellow fever, and tthe authors of the cruel jest, satis. fied with its success, dropped the matter but nothing could shake the perfect con. fidence of the expectant bride; her | friends tried to reason her out of her 1n- | fatuation; members of the church visit. {ed her and endeavored to prove how { impossible it was that her hopes could | be fulfilled. She trinmphantly showed | her letters and refused to credit her lover's death, or anything other than the belief that he might arrive at any moment to claim her. As time passed she lost her friends, and her property | dwindled to a mere pittance. She was { thrown among strangers, but where: | ever she went she carried her troussean, {taking it occasionally from the trunks {to air it, and packing it up again with | jenlous care, At last her mental and pounced. She kept her rooms and ad- { mitted no one but the landlady. | her deathbed she requested this at. { tendant to inform her loverof her death, and to robe her for burial in her bridal | dress. When it was taken from her { were too ghastly for the corpse of a | white-halred woman, and they gradu. { ally found their way, piece by piece, into | other hands, Ee A Brave Indian Scout, There has been received at General | Sheridan's headquarters a communion | tion from Colonel E. B. Beaumont, ma- | jor in the Fourth eavalry, dated Fort | Reno, Indian Territory, asking that a | pension or some other suitable reward | be given to an Arapahoe Indian scout | by the name of ** Chik.” who displayed | distinguished gallantry in a fight which the troops had in Indiau Territory in IST8, with the recalcitrant Northern | Cheyennes, led by Dull Knife, Little Wolf and Hog, then on their flight {through Kansas. Lieutenant D. N. Me. Donald, of the Fourth cavalry, whose re. when the command started in pursuit there were some fifteen scouts with the expedition, but after traveling some twenty miles or so, and fearing ambus cade, they commenead “feeling sick,” and one after another dropped out of sight and relurned to the agency, with | the exception of two, "Chalk™ and | Sitting Bear.” These two Indians be. { haved splendidly, and were exeeilent | scouts and trailers, On the morning of September 13, 1878, these Indians, who were in advance, discovered the hostile | Cheyennes in position awaiting the com- mand, and it soon became evident that {in point of numbers they werd greatly | superior to the pursuing troops, who | were soon surrounded. A aval knoll in rear of the position occupied by the troops which wns held by a squad of | one sergeant and three men, was vigor {ously attacked by a party of Indians. The sergeant and his sqaad were in dan- ger of being overpowered, when “Chalk,” orrowing a revolver from the white scout who accompanied the command, [and jumping upon one of the cavalry | horses, made a desperate charge into the midst of the hostiles, creating such a diversion as enabled re-enforeements to { resch the beleaguered party, and the enemy was repulsed and driven back. In this charge ** Chalk ” received 8 danger. | pusfwound in a very tender part of the body The next day, as the command wore away from water and beleaguered, it became necessary ‘to make a retreat, and to do this the command had to cut its way through the lines of the hostiles. LOA who was being carried on a litter, seeing the dangerous position of the soldiers, told the men who were carrying him to ** go and fight,” and get | ting off the litter, managed by crawling | upon his hack to keep up with the re- | treating soldiers until camp was reached. { The result is that he is a cripple for life, | ment of the Missouri, in forwarding the | report, earnestly recommends favorable | action fin the case of this faithful and deserving Indian. | A Plan to Make Np York a Fresh Water James Cochrane, ‘‘ formerly of the | United States navy.” gravely proposes | to convert New York harbor into a mill | pond, for the benefit of commerce and | the improvement of public health. In Narrows, and at Throge's neck, on the ound, artificial dams with locks, which would shut out the ocean tides and con- { vert the bayand the water communi- { eating therewith into a many-armed fresh-water lake, with a level five or six | feet above the present level of the water at nigh tide, | change are these: The vast area of flats along the Jersey inlations. The depth of water could be regulated, { and would be uniform, thus saving that yortion of the large expense involved in dling freight at the wharves, due to rising and failing tides. navigation of ferryboata. The water of the port would be fresh, and fatal to barnacles and ship worms, making the port a desirable one for ship- ping awaiting freight. chor watch might be dispensed with. the source of mechanical power, The aggregate saving promised for the dollars every year, and millions of ives in time not stated, But the greatest benefit is modestly withheld, In com- paratively few years the vast areas of waste water. from Newark bay to Throgg's neck would be filled up by river silt, and urder proper cultivation would furnish all the garden truck re- quired by the surrounding cities. The value of such reclaimed land would be enormous; while the narrow channels that would carry off the inflowing fresh water would probably be ample for the needs of all the commerce that would seek New York as an inland port.— Scientific American. | THE EL DORADO OF’COLORADO, The Wonderful Development of the Giannison Country. A brief history of the earliest discov. |eries of the Gunnison country must [prove of interest, Eight years ago | George and Lewis Waite, unsophisti- {ented Yankees, began prospecting for | minerals in the Rocky mountain region {of Colorado. They sloped over the range with pack mules, and nosed { around the divide in Lake county, fifty miles southwest of Fairplay. In the rough country near the head of the Gunnison river they found abandoned surface diggings, evidently made in 1860, during the erage eaused by reported | rich discoveries at the head of the Ar- | kansas, Near these surface diggings | they found a vein of silver thal cropped {to the surface above the bed of a small creek. It ran directly through the | mountain. The brothers returned to | Denver with specimens of the are, which | were analyzed by Prof. Hill, then of Black Hawk, They contained both | silver and gold in good paying quanti. Satisfied that they had struck a | fortune the Yankees laid in fresh sup- plies and returned to the Gunnison | country. They located themselves on the Saguache and Vottonwood sours, in the heart ol the Rocky mountains. | thes, per's peak, Galena, Treasure, and Gothic mountain, and the Crested butters reared their snowy heads above them, and nu- merous monuatain torrents seamed the country below with rocky defiles. The best of timber covered the mountains, and grass in profusion grew in the little valleys, The Yankees began to work on a tan. nel pear the top ol an elevation ealied Whopper mountain, The hill was cut off from a similar elevation by a creek. and the vein was afterward discovered in the opposite bill, It was staked off under the name of the Index. A third ! location called the Teller was afterward made on Maroon creek, three miles AWAY For six years these Yankees tunneled Whopper mountain, tumbling the ore ment of the country. Occasionally a pack mule, inden with ore for assays was driven to Denver, returning with much needed supplies. Supplies were also got from Alamosa and Canyon City. It would not, however, pay to pack the ore to the Denver reduction works by | mule, and at times the brothers were forced to abandon their claims through nck of sustenance, They Lad started in with a little eapital, but it had melted | away before the end of the second win. ter. Thatspring George and Lewis went to Fairplay and worked in the mines at that place, scrupulously saving their wages. Before winter they invested their surplus earnings in supplies, and | returned to their labor on the Whopper. They made no secret of their discoveries, but old prospectors called them two ** tender feet” and laughed them to scom. The brothers worked manfully st their | ever necessity compelled them so to do. The Leadville excitement sprang up about fifty miles east of them, but they remained at the Whopper, regard- | ess of the wonderful stories that reached them. Adventurers poured into Lead. ville like water into a cistern. The cis- t rn was overflooded, and in the fal: of 1578» very little of the overflo w reached the two Yankees. Surprising discover- jes were made, and with the opeming of flooded with prospectors. tains were pitted before fall like men who had suffered from smallpox. Itis estimated that nearly 18 600 prospectors visited the Gunnison country before the first fall of snow. tales intensified the excitement to an unusual degree. Men are penetrating the country on snow shoes at the present time, and several persons have Jost their lives in an effort 1o locate claims before the season opens.~ Denver Republican. Two Big Swindlers. dling and inconceivable credulity comes jrom Rome, Abonta year ago. a young and beautiful woman, believed to be an American, and credited with the posses. sion of an enormous fortune, arrived in families, and by a monkey. She had ro other iraveling companions. Shortly after her arrival she was married to the young aristocrat, whose name the Ital ian papers conceal under the title of Signor X. The couple went upon a wedding tour, and spent money with lavish hands. They selected the city of Portiei for their home, saving that they wished to live in retirement while await- ing the completion of madame’s twenty fifth yeat, when she would come into receive six millions of dollars. Every one was ready to give eredit tosuch a great bheivess. whose villa the couple lodged, loaned them £10,000, and guarantesd payment for £30,000 worth of jewelry, which they bought in Nuples. They made debts among the Neapolitan merchants and bankers to the amount of £140,000. In Rome they victimized the storekeep- ers heavily for diamonds, corals, costiy furs and other portable articles of high Wee, vided they couid get credit for it. They even had the handles of parasols and umbrellas fset with precious stones. They contracted to buy the Villa Mira. fiori for £140,000, bought seven carriages and forty horses, and ordered a private railway car snd a yacht, Within a year they managed to make debts to the ex- tent of over half a million of dollars. The date fixed for payment was in all | cases the first of March. Iu February the couple went to Paris and then to London, a thovement that seems to have | excited no suspicion among theircredi'~ lors; but on the first of March news | came to Rome that they had gone to Awerica, taking with them an immense quantity of baggage. A few days later a banker in Rome received a letter from the husband saying that the will mak- ing his wife a rich heiress had been set aside, and that they had gone to Amer- jon, hoping with perseverance and inde- | fatigable effort to regain the position | they had occupied in the world. - C—O 5053505. A $2.50 Fight. A Carson City paper reports the fol. lowing lively law proceedings: Yester- day aflern on a young man came into Justice Cary's court-room, with the rim of hig hat drawn down over his eves, and r:marked: * Do vou know me?" 1 think.” replied the court, meckly, { “that you are the chap I sentenced for | stealing about a year ago.” “That's just the hairpin I am," re. plied the other, “and here's $20 for my fine." | “But you served your term in jail,” | said the jud , “and owe no fine." “That's all right, old boy; but I'm | about to commit an assault and battery, | and I guess I'll settle now. You're the man I propose to liek.” “40h, that's it," rejoined the court, | pocket ng the coin; *‘ then you can start in, and we'll call it square.’ The youug man advanced to the court and let out his left. The judge ducked his head and, rising up, lifted the in- | truder in the eye with a right-handed | and sent him over sgainst the wall. In | a moment the court was climbing al | over the man, and in about three min- | utes his face was hardly recognizable. | The man begged the court to let up, | whieh he finally did. Asthefellow was about to go out Cary went after him with: “See here, young man, I don't i think the fighting you did ought to be assessed at any more than $2 50—here's | 817 50 in change. I ain’t charging you | anything for fighting, but just for my { time. Next time I won't charge you a | cent.” The rough took the change and the next t ain for Virginia City. RELIGIOUS NEWS AND NOTES, There are 309,130 Roman Catholics in Scotiand, More than 81,500,000 is said to ne yaad in mission buildings in New York city. Several Co ona! churches in Massachusetts have lately elected dea COneEses , It is sta‘ed that no less than sixty- eight missionaries have gone from Maine to the foreign field, one-third of whom are still in active service. The 15,000,006 Coreans have never had the Bible in their own tongue: but the translation of the New Testament into that language is hall done, Idolatry, the missionaries report, is on the decline in Western Africa, where the head priest of one large distriet has em. braced the Christian faith, The highest salary in the Holston eon- ference (Methodist Episcopal church South) lest year was $1,200; die lowest seventy-five cents and a deer skin, There are 3,674 Congregational churches in the United rare w hose benevolent contributions last year were $1,008 601.43, and whose home expendi. tures were $2,504, 228.81, An evangelical paper states that there { are nearly two thousand more elergy- { men in this country than there are pul- | pits, and it advises tte young men | to shovel and hoe rather than be minis | pers. | # The Baptists have in Greal Britain | and Ireland 3,451 churches, 1.876 minis- ters, 276.348 members, and 390.317 | scholars in the Sunday-schools. They | have ten Colleges, employing twenty- | seven tutors and professors. | The Presbylerian Banner rejoioes that | pastora! visitation, which has been in | many places for years one of the lost | urts, is giving evidence of now life. It 18 good for the peopie, and it is of no less advantage to the pastor himself, | Governor Colquitt, of Georgia, is de- | scribed as a working Christisn—a man | who carries his religion into his daily | life. It is said that probably no man in | Georgia gives as much toward the sup- | port ¢f church and charity as does Mr. | Colquitt. | Ttisan admitted fact that thousands | of men, women and children on Manhat- | tan Island are living outside of all pa | rochial bounds, and never enter any of | the regular churches. It is the object of | the New York city mission to parry the | gospel from house to house that it may | reach these people, | The number of conversions at St, | Louis during Mr. Moody's stay is esti- | mated to have been 2,400, and some en- | terprising man. by means of the muiti- plication table and the division method, ‘has ascertained some o'lLer curious | statisties of his work. Mr. Moody's {spoken words he pisces at a total of | 1,256,640, or an average of more than 500 | for ench convert. The Duck Hunter's Story. | “Speaking of duck shooting on St. | Clair Flats, sighed an oid citien ss he | took & seat in a gun store yestepday, “1 ! don't think there are as many birds up | there as there were ten or » | ago. Why, sir, the channels Gsed | just black with ‘em, and they were so {tame that you could knock "em on the | head.” Everybody sighed to think those good | old days and ducks could never retzra, | and the veteran hunter continued : jan Teme I was Sut one + | April, got ‘n among the oipeds, an | how many do Jou think I counted?" | * Three hundred,” ventured one of the | audience, after a long interval. “Three hundred! Why, I always killed over a thousand every time 1 went out! No, sir, I counted over 16,000 great big, fat, plump, delicious ducks, and then I had only counted those on one side of the boat! “ How long did it take you? “1 don’t know, sir, I no watch ‘with me. Time is nothing te a man | counting ducks. 1 counted aloud, when the ducks were small I counted two for one. By-and-hye I got tired of counting and got ready for the ter.” - * How many did you kill?” “Well, now, I suppose I could lie {about it ard sav 1 killed nine or ten hundred, but I'm getting too near the | grave for that. No. I didn't kill a { hiame one, and that's where the stmnge | part of the story comes in. When I be gan to lift that gun up those ducks | knew what I was up to just us well asa human being, and what did they do? | Why. sir, about 200 of "em made a sud- | den dive, swam under the boat, and all raised on her port side at once and up | set her! Yes, sir, thoy did, and there [ | was in the North Channel, in ten feet of | water, boat upset, night coming or and ' 1in my wet clothes.” “Well? | * Well, 1 climbed up on the bottom of the boat, floated five miles, and was | picked up by two Indians. We towed | that upset boat to an isiwnd, and here | another curious thing comes in. Under | the boat were 264 large, plump ducks. | They had been caught there when she | upset, and all we had to do was to haul | em out and rap "em on the head.” {and get from under the | amateur duck-shooter. | “Why didn't they, sic—why didn’t | they? Well, sir, I might have asked ‘em | why they didnt, but it was late, a coid | wind hed sprung up, and I didn't feel | like talking! All I know is that I counted over 16,000 ducks, was upset, captured 264, sod have affidavits here in my wallet to prove everything have stated. any man here want to see the documents?” No man did. They all looked out of the windows and wondered if they could lie that way when they had passed threescore yoars,— Jeo ou Free How a Garden is Formed in Japan. The following extract from a report from Hakodate, Southern Yesso, says the Gardener's Chronicle. will indicate the aptness of these intelligent people, the Japanese, to seize a new idea froma foreigner: ? An inkling was given to three of the principul native storekeepers by a lady to start a botanical en. The idea was jumped at, as this was the very thing they had always desired to have, the ese being so very fond of flowers, and mere, especially foreign flowers; butthe individualsin question, who are brothers, did not know how to set about it, and what seeds to order, and when théy had them, what to do with them. Accordingly a plan for a garden was drawn ‘up, and some one waving an idea of gardening was en- gaged, after which a spot of was selected most suitable for a flower gar- den: but when application was made for it the Kaitakushi took the matter in | hand, and has now started « public gar- den, the foreign directress still being consulted on all matters. In order to give it the character of a public under- taking, every ward of the town was in- duced, in succession, to work there one whole day, besides the regular - oolies paid by the Kaitakushi. When the whole town had thus contributed its quota of labor, all the singing girls of the tea houses, with other inmates of these establishments, dressed up in gay colors, were engaged there one whole day in smoothing down the paths with a stone fastened to ro handled by about a dozen girls each, singing an aancing all the time; and, to crown all, one Sunday. all the officials, from the highest to the lowest, dressed in - ers’ working clothes, were engaged in finishing the * fuliyama » of the garden, without which no Japanese en is complete. every wound there is » balm, r every loss a gain, ‘While rest is bors of pain. Those souls who highest pleasure feel, ~ Sink oft in despest wos, While grief, which eye nor lip reveal, Preys on the heart below, To those who mourn, a day of joy Begins when life shall end, And bliss, which has no base alloy, With brighter hopes shall blend. But not on earth surcease is given To sorrow, suffering, sin; And perfect pence this side of heaven Thon canst not hope to win, 6 ~ Lilla ¥ Cuthman, in Meriden Recorder ITEMS OF INTEREST. The total number of cotton spindies in the Southerst Stites In 5I00, A “m a ey : fight between publishers A household with a iby is founded or a rock.—New Haven er. Th an who wants to up a an with the daughter, The main support of many & newly- art paper is a long After 8 wile tthe publihers face tha fs i. The bee and the mule are too tender- hearted to look upon suffering. They Tape ey Re 1s money, and is J in a wd fa wi should stick » pin just Democrat, ol C in 1871 left The great fire in Chicago only one church sf ng in that There are now os enumeration, 213 churches there. One of the in eo oc ore Lisle (N. Y.) Gleaner The youthful type-setter is not yet five years old. 4 bricks" ken of as a Werte ata We ft fellows that pay their subscription in sdvance,— Boston Commercial Bulletin, An artesian weil at Davenport, Jows, Et SR t iis a up Tis feet above the pus That was s - gent. . Young ladies who wish to have small mouths are advised to repeat this at fre- Joant intervals during the day: * Farny i fried five floundering ve Francis Fowler's Jn, Queen Poland bas fifty-four newspapers and reviews, of fifty are pub st Waustaw. Thereuresohisl cities in the United States, France but 101, Germany ninety-seven, and Austria thirty-eight. Seotiand and 28 by the peers ol friand; whilethe 143 peersges of which the Sintributed ——— the Oe po are peers of Scotland and Ireland. There are three in Kentucky— Martha, Mary a Devoe, of Jessamine county. They werebomn to the same parests in the same hour in 1827. and have erown up “0 he midale- ' When they exacted pever to separate unl . promise they have religiously kept. There is a man in our town, and he is wondrous wise; whenever he writes the printer man he dottcth all his i's.— Toledo Commercial. And when he's dot- tedallofthen, a With frat sangiroid snd ease, nates each pe , anc crosses nll his Us.—AMeriden Recorder. Upon one qde alone he writes, and never rolls jeaves; and from the men of ink a smile, and mark °' insert receives. 288 Commercial, A ton of gold or silver contains 29.166 - thom TA ton of goid is worth $602,- 875. A ton of silver, at the present rate per ounce, is worth shout $32,000. A cubio foot of gold weighs 1.200 pounds, and is worth nearly $300,006. A cubie foot of silver weig pounds, and is worth about $10, The value of gold coin, bars and bullion in circulation in the world is estimated at $3,500,000,000. This would make in one mass a twenty- five foot cube. The amount of silver circulation in the world is believed to be equal in value to the gold supply. # Munya gem of purest ray serene The dark, unisthomed caves of ocear bear" a harassed editor, I ween, ME nes will rave and samp and tear hie hair, Monthly Union. Mercha-t, how “Oh, they day t of you f come are en secds this year? are higher; coming up : those 1 t more than | W. Mackey is the 3 don, the Pacific Francisco, ed comparatively poor. st owner in the Nevada Consolidated Virginia ds most a ha time I Virginia City, Nev. s office is in the branch of the Nevada bank, estab- lished in that city, althouch he spends much of his time about the mines, con cerping which he knows every detail. The enormous sums received by popu- lar actors are thus stated: E. A.Sothern gets every year $150.000 as Lord Dun- dreary, and John C. Owens plays thirty weeks annually for $90,000: Joe Jeffer- son plays forty weeks as Rip Van Winkle and earns £190,000, and Masgie Mitchell earns from $30.000 to $50,000, Dion Boucicault has just finished a “ Shaughran,” etc., at Fe a week, d his m seo m puk- an anagers i bank, ani in the mines. He spen lic prints « necause he d not ny longer at the same pales. Miss Ke n makes over $150,000 a . while Fanny Davenport earns $1,000 a week every week she plays. ——— The Reign of Terror in Russia. A St. Petersburg correspondent writes: Not a year ago and the emperor was the father of his people, driving along in a single sledge or droschky, just like any other n, taking his chance of even a tumble over the tram- way rails, and not only happy but safe in the midst of his subjects. How the picture has changed. Not many days ago I was pushed rudeiy on one side to make room for a crowd of gevaily, who came rushing by at more than the of the wind, in the center of which rides the czar at a . The streets melted ice and li with mow, the crowds dhe yehicles wake road diffies rapid trans yu yeton OE — Ss Toe Be more Ana then following him cg at an sual , accompanied also by his guard,
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