Oue Day at a Time,
One day at a time! That's all it can be;
No faster than that is the hardest fate;
And days have their Hits, however we
Begin them too early and stretch them
too late.
One day at a time!
It's a wholesome rhyme!
A good one to live by,
A day at a time,
Ona day at a time! Every heart that aches
Knowing only too well how long they
CAD Seem;
it's never
breaks
It’s the darkened future, without a gleam.
But to-day which the spirit
One day ata time! When joy is at height —
Such joy as the heart can never forget—
And pulses are throbbing with wild de-
light
How hard
set,
to remember that suns must
One day ata time! Dat a single day,
Whatever its load, whatever its length;
say
That, according
strength,
to each, shall be our
One day at a time! 'Tis the whole of 1t{e;
Ail joy, are measured therein;
The yrpose, our noblest
purj »
sorrow, all
bound of our
siriie
The one only countersign sure to winl
One day at a time!
It's a wholesome rhyme!
A good one to live by,
A day at a time,
TR IIT
A OUEER PH
TOGRAPH.
The appointments of my room were
profoundly
alone: a watched, startied feeling as a
white, swift-moving object passed along
the
appeared! I sprang up, and, lighting
wy lamp, threw the rays from a strong
Argand burner through the room. I
lifted the tapestry. Nothing but oak
panels, =olid amd substantial enough,
under my gaze.
ing which, moving outside, might have
produced the effect within; and, try as
1 would, I could offer no solution of
thie odd apparition.
I had come to Penares for twenty-
four hours with my old schoolmate,
Reynolds Herholf, who, by marriage
ta
Wl
orphaned, had become its master.
of my li
to my host, but I accepted the renewed
hours to a week,
“We'll have a little hunting, Charlie,
to remind usof our boyhood,”
said.
“Yes” I gave a light stamp to
bring down my trousers leg, and ad-
nired the mole on my left cheek in my
host's handsome mantel mirror,
smiled to think of the game
sort I would really “bring down.”
During my spare motaents that day 1
something approximately like the re-
flection 1 had seen on the tapestry.
Some ingenious servant, I conjectured,
had discovered this method for welcom-
ing the Penares guests, 1 constructed
a rude
opening (tly shaped.
with a strong light within it,
ried swiftly, ought to give me my visit
or. I would try it when night came,
The house was full of guests, and
was late before the
it
building was quiet,
to the lessons my limbs bad learned in
boyhood to get back again.
The lights were not yet all out, so I
sat down to wait under the shadow of
a friendly maple. As I sat I observed
a dark figure moving along the southern
wall.
“Al! my friend of last night,” I
said. in my own mind, expecting every
minute to see a “magic lantern’ per-
formance. I watched it closely. I
i but dimly discern the outline, as
xi death still,
ing cl
wely some point above them.
from an upper window. A
caught it; it rose again,
scended obliquely.
—a bit of white paper--at my feet,
heard a low muttered curse as the man
groped about on hands and knees in the
darkness, Again and again he search-
ed: but in vain. 1 was on the point of
announcing myself and offering him
his billet doux, as I conceived it to be,
when the sweet notes of a mocking bird
fell on my ear—so wonderfully clear,
so perfactly imitated, as to command
my profound astonishment and induce
my silence. Three times he repeated
the warbling notes, and then moved
swiftly again to the wall, Mirabile
dicta! again a white messenger floated
down. He seized it and disappeared in
the darkness, **A maid and her lover,”
I said, in contempt of my own curi-
osity. as 1 proceeded to light my lan-
tern and try my “‘effectal” Bah!
Nothing could have been less like the
filmy, translucent vision of the night
before than my yellow, shapeless glare,
1 blew out the candle, and stood look-
ing into the darkness of my room. Ha?
By Jove, there it went again! The
perfect outline of a slim, white, human
figure thrown against the dark silk
tapestry! Defore my eyes it bad ap-
peared and disappeared. I could not
tell whence it had come or whither it
had gone. I climbed to the balcony,
and again examined the room thorough-
ly, but without forming the smallest so-
lution to my odd vision.
The note I bad picked up was, afler
all, no love letter—a bit of waste paper,
and read as follows:
“1 must see you. White Hollow, 12
midnight.”
* -
*. * » -
1 sat, as had grown to be my custom,
under the dark maple. 1t was mid-
might and t. The wall, as usual,
yielded its figure, This time without
doubt, a woman's. She moved .wil lv
down the garden walk and out of might.
1 took my place as nearly as possible
where 1 had first seen her, and waited,
An hour had before I again
heard the faint brushing of her gown
inst the shrubbery. She followed
wall, from its south corner, close
under the shadow of the dark gray
stone. The point where a jutting angle
made almost blackness was reached,
and, by a swift movement, which came
the nearest possible to being too late, I
contrived to insert a twig between the
edges of a spring door as the woman's
figure dissolved into darkness.
I applied my ear to the narrow open-
mg and could hear quick footsteps
along a stone floor. At length all was
silent, and I entered. I felt my way
slowly and cautiously. Occasionally
the gallery widened somewhat, but us-
ually it was barely wide enough for me
to walk comfortably. Istrucka match
—1 had but two, and must be careful
of them—Dbut there was nothing to see,
Only the narrow walls of a secret pas-
sage! No door to be seen! 1 retraced
my steps, but the entrance had vanish-
ed. There was but a smooth stone sur-
face! I pressed every spot in search of
a secret spring, but in vain, and, after
an hour of useiess search, I cursed my
own folly and Idle curiosity for having
thus entrapped me,
1 struck my other match and noticed
a sort of alcove, 1 could not suppress
an exclamation of delight as 1 discov-
the table. DBe-
this candle the table held pens,
with a heavily wrought rim in antique
design, the center a smooth, polished
surface. An odd ornament for the
strange place, I thought. 1 looked at
the pens. One had been recently used.
As I sat undecided whether to call for
help or await the return of the habitues
of the place for my release a light flash-
ed upon me from a dark corner.
I picked up the glittering thing—=a
locket with a jeweled monogram.
pressed the spring and disclosed a dark,
wicked, magnificently handsome face.
I knew it inan instant—that of Alverez
Dacecarrol a man whose name a few
wicked.
was under
sentence of death, and who had despoil-
he had acquired
his daughter. She at one time
had wished to marry him, but had been
The locket, I had been |
supposed,
this passage for her midnight meeting
probably had stolen it,
Putting the jewel in my pocket I be-
gan again, with theaid of the candle, a
springs. I re
surface was a smaller one to |
I had passed many times
from end to end of the smooth stone,
as that
stone seemed slightly roughened, I
pressed it. A door swung quickly open |
on noiseless hinges, and a draught
some silken fabric across my
cheek, I freed myself from the roa-
terial and looked around me.
bright moonlight, through a large
dow. showed me my own root!
[ went to
as I had left,
The |
wili~ :
the door.
My room, then, wasin |
route. 1 examined
the paneled wall, but could discover no
sign of a doorway, and as there was
i by Con jel tures
I soon fell asleep,
Twice during following day 1
hit an interview with Mrs, Herholl,
the
Worn watch of the
carly and
into heavy from which the
oppressive suitriness of the night rous- |
I went to the window. The
thick darkness was only the more man-
ifest by the occasional brilliant flashes
the which foretold an ap-
I was seated by an |
to the tapesiried
out with my
BOON
8 eep,
south,
open window close
wall,
suddenly I seemed to hear or feel a
I caught my own, and
listened with an intensity of purpose |
The |
whirred in a heavily pulsing |
Like a flash the white
floating, illuminated figure came and |
melted away at the other end of the |
wall, as I felt through the tapestry |
of a passing human |
figure close by me?
Now I knew that what I had seen
had been a reflection! No wonder it}
had melted to nothingness when I
seized it
1 waited a few seconds and then slip-
ping noiselessly the panel I had learned
to know last night, I entered the gal- |
lery. 1t was, as I expected to find it,
dark and empty. I gropad my way
slowly to the lower end. A strong
blast of wind and the beating of rain
on the wall outside announced the ar-
rival of the storm.
A strong glare overhead made me for |
the first time aware that light from the
outer world entered here, I now saw
above me a glass plate, clear, but very
heavy and semi-horizontal in position;
doubtless unnoticeable from without,
but concentrating in daytime a fair
light on the table,
1 was determined to await my visit.
or’s return, and looked about for a hid-
ing place, A jutting corner offered the
shelter 1 sought. 1 stepped into it,
and as I did so dislodged scme material
which must have hung on a peg above
me, and which fell, covering my head
and shoulders in soft, close, yet metal-
lie folds. I threw it quickly off, and it
fell to the floor in a heap which glitter.
ed strangely in the flashes of light, I
took it up quickly and bore it to the
nearer light. It was blindingly dazzl-
ing—a curiously wrought suit of finest
silver wire, soft and yielding as silk,
I folded it, as I might have done a silk
handkerchief, and put it into my
pocket, I was no longer at a loss for
my nightly visitor's silvery whiteness!
A half hour more had passed. There
was a sudden rush of air from the out-
er world, bearing heavily down, Sieps
upon the stone pavement, and 1 knew
« yoelf, at last, shut in with the Ghost
ot Penares,
I iistened with a beating heart, The
tones of a man’s voice fell on my ear,
followed by those of a woman in reply.
Both were suppressed, but 1 could oc.
easionally distinguish a word, or de.
tences-somet
with a ter der inflection,
i
tached arts of sen imes
more usually
with eager accent and indicating an ab-
sorbing topic.
Once the man’s tones became quite
clear,
“White powder, if the drops don’t
answer. Remember, by Thursday—
beats forty-five ~——'’
A sudden peal of deafening thunder
drowned the tones, and when I could
distinguish them again he was saying:
“Be sure of your work, We shall
have nothing to fear—everything to
hope,”
A few moment's silence, then whisp-
ered words, 1 guessed through the
darkness that he was leaving her. By
a sudden flash I saw him bend over the
table, and lifting the walter disclose an
opening, from which he took a roll of
papers. He placed them In his breast
and turned to the door. Again he
turned, folded his companion in a pas-
sionate embrace, and was gone!
The storm was now at its height.
Waves of wind and water seemed test-
ing the house to its foundation, Peal
after peal of thunder reverberated on
My ears,
lightning came, like a stream of liquid
fire, pouring through the crescent, per-
meating, as it were, the entire gallery
and outlining each stone in the mouldy
wall, The woman seemed envelop-
ed in flame as tongues of fire played
around her figure, The deafening peal
of thunder I was deeply conscious of as
I fell to the floor stunned and blinded.
When I recovered my consciousness,
it was with a woman's shriek sounding
in my ears, By the fittul illumination
from the lightning I saw that I was
alone, I went to the table and lighted
he candle; no fixed purpose inducing
me, perhaps, still not quite recovered
from the electric shock. Mechanically
I picked up the copper waiter which
now lay on the floor, and which I had
seen, when the vivid lightning had
come, in the woman's hand,
I started at the sight of it, Its forme-
er glittering surface Was so no longer;
burnt into it and confronting me were
the features of a well-kuown face.
A DAY IN JOPPA.
A Glimpse of Life in One of the
World's Oldest Towns,
—————————————
Joppa 18 one of the oldest cities in
the world and the first possible landing
place as one sails northward from
Egypt. Yet there is difficulty in Jand.
ing. Reefs of rocks defend the shore,
the bay is shallow, sharks are not un-
known and the coast 1s much exposed.
Y our vessel anchors half a mile out at
gen, and a throng of flatiish bottomed
cobles soon surround the ship to carry
passengers through the opening in the
reefs to land, A babel of cries, unin
telligible to western ears, fills the alr;
but by degrées the motley crowd of
deck passengers of the most varied na-
tionalities, veiled women, shawl cover-
red fezes, brown Levantines, turbaned
Syrians, or Egyptians with their flow-
ing robes of all shades, all drift by de-
grees into the boats, and for a time at
gon no more. Then you, who have
shrunk possibly from this crushing
crowd of Orientals, have your turn, and
the skillful and strong armed oarsmen
whisk you through the opening in the
reefs across the shallow harbor, and
then suddenly, when you are twenty or
thirty yards off shore, you are seized
and carried in the bare arms or on the
back of a boatman through the shallow
tumble down old quay
eves! that gracefully curved chin! the
thin, tightly compressed lips!
I recalled some broken
“Drops not strong
der-—beats forty-five all over,”
A sudden, terrible suspicion broke
Pursuing our way through the street
we find it rough enough, Once paved,
the stones have long since risen or sunk
unknown to the idle Oriental, every
kind of foulness bestrews the
The buildings are of stone, with little
The arch is hence
on you see
that no light enters the shops except
that they are in fact,
face, growing thinser and thinner daily,
vose before me, She was giving him
drops daily—a Spanish tonic she had
told me—and was murd lier own
husband before my eyes!
ering
Lilie
1 sat down to delate what I should
do. By Thursday, the man whom I
It was ai-
Too late to hope for
his recovery, perhaps, but I must at-
tempt it. Yet, low?
littie excitement in his weak condition,
yet to tell him without causing excite-
ment was imposible, The waiter
bad said, all would be over,
the discovery’ i
when
door,
had scarcely
there was a
LBOCK upon my
Beads of moistere stood upon his
he breathed with
He apaogized for
me 10 keep hig company, but
ora had made hil sleepless,
" he went on,” ‘1 thought
[ beard a scream, a fearful, horrible
scream, last night, when Lhe lightning
tree aa the lawn. 1 was
'
Al
icuity, dist:
(R58 T
rb.
£3
Lie
** Besides,
struck that
too weak to
turb my wife. 1 haven't got clear,
heard it then'-
and covers his face with
his hands for a few seconds, then start-
heard
mel
I heard BR!
Help mel
Oh, 1
Help
“There!
I stroked his blow soothingly,
the
In a few seconds, so com-
into a nervous slumber,
The sick man slept, and I stepped
softly to the adjoinitg room. I turned
holes sometimes made out
arches in England,
Tables of
Rough awnings of
mats, often sadly dilapidated, or tent
ety structure of poles, partially sha ie
the roadway.
ed water carrier with a huge skin bot-
a defunct calf, with water instead of
veal within, and without legs, head or
{ offering a most forcible illus-
of new wine in old bottles,
Further on we see a bare armed and
chaffering with a roadside
for some delicacy costing a
baskets on & table; the bearded vender,
as he tries to sell, his head swathed in
and his body
cotton, Of course,
side
there is a lounger at lus looking
Then again, we see an Arab in “‘kefi-
camel’s hair rope, very soft, around his
head to keep the flowing gear in iis
sits cross legged on acounter and under
In the room beyond the room in
Her long hair hung
like a thick cloud about her; her mag-
nificent eyes were distended and blood-
shot, her clothing tern and disordered;
and as she swayed her slim graceful
figure back and fokrth in a movement
almost snakelike in its suppleness, she
jonally was prolonged into the revoit-
been under, and the electric shock had
hastened the climax, The murderess
I summon-
ed medical aid at once, The physician
pronounced Mr, Herholf undoubtedly
glove, His condition for weeks was
one between life asd death, with almost
no hope of recovery.
His wife was placed in an asylum,
where she died b@lore he was able to
leave his room. He never knew her
crime. When he was able to travel, he
went abroad, leaving the house in my
care, I destroyed the contents of the
table in the secret gallery, from which
1 had undoubted proofs that my sus-
picions were cormct, and that Anita
Herholf was poisoning her husband
that she might give herself legally to
the villain whom her father had refus-
ed to let her marty during his lifetime,
He, Alvarez, having just left the gal-
lery as the bolt came, was killed by the
falling tree, and never lived to be pub-
ished for his crimes,
I keep the waiter, though the face
after a few hours was unrecognizable.
No one can read from it, as 1 did, the
secret of the “Ghost of 'enares,”
The dress of silver gauze 1 keep also,
with the little lamp which Anita Her-
holf must always have carried; and by
the aid of a narrow, oblique mirror in
the coiling, the effect was produced of
a figure at one end and a shadow at the
other, or a ghost, as I have always call
ed it, It was one to me,
Failures ocour with the use of insect
wder when it is not
careful in purchasing it.
ordinary,
in the old town of
Joppa.
————
Engineer and His Engine.
Every one who Knows a railroad en-
engine knows the affection and even
with which he handles it
There is no pei like
It is the wan’s
speed of
to his ear, a
the
It has,
welcoming
of
it has
horse, and more.
voice—a glad,
likes above all the cry
and its shouts of defiance
on the other road, “Jack
Voice,
that engine,
to his rival
never tires
was going up Rattlesnake grade. Dut
we find this affection sadly broken by
the new rules of “first in, [rst out.”
The engines are sent out in the order
they came in, and the engineer takes
whatever one falls to his lot,
mance departs before the exactions of
business habits and routine,
F——— a SE
A Wooly Crocodile.
I see it is reported that ‘a curious
ereature was brought to San Francisco
by a ship which arrived there recently.
It has some characteristics of the croc-
odile, but it is covered with a coat of
short bristles or hair, which gives it a
most peculiar appearance. It has been
domesticated to a certain extent and
will permit the captain or any of the
crew to approach it and receive their
caresses with evident pleasure, but if
a stranger approaches it distends its
big jaws and shows fight, The crew
calls 1t a wooly crocodile,” It is active
and weighs about forty pounds.’ 1
think you will agree with me that this
18 “importaut if true’’ in its bearing on
the theory of evolution; for If the
“wolly crocodile’ actually exists, and
is of the characteristics here
described, it is In truth a “missing
link.”
~The redingote gown ls very simple
and likely to be very popular. It is
made with the skirt cut and plaited
separately, The bodice is tight fit.
ting, peaked in front, and remains en-
tirely open, with revers all the way
down, The skirt Is also open in front;
it is arrauged in flat double plaits, The
swallow pattern is a favorita one for
this redingote. It is made of silk pekin,
in wide black and white stripes, with
the plastron and skirt front either of
White or black luce or of hight colored
silk,
A soft silk wrap is added to many
of the fine wool materials, im ng
to their surfaces a lustrous and ti
ful sheen, and also adding to their
of effect in His artistic and
long French tunes,
i
FASHION NOTES,
~—Plain skirts of velveteen will be
much worn, with redingote or tunic of
cashmere,
— Many of the new imported gowns
are made with turned down collars of
velvet and moire,
~The majority of dress skirts are
made either with flat plaits down the
front and sides that reach from belt
to hem, or with long Greek over-
dresses, that are so lightly draped as to
cover nearly the whole of the under.
skirt front and back,
— Blue serge, with wide long sash of
black watered ribbon and facing to
match, appears to be popular. The
sash 1s Invariably at the left side. Four
yards is the usual allowance, and one
end reaches quite to the edge of the
skirt. Dark blue felt or straw hats are
worn with these costumes, trimmed
vith black watered ribbon.
—At the many day entertainments
now in full swing In country nelghbor-
moods, especially in the north, the
neat, somewhat severe, but perfectly
fitting costumes of tweeds and serges
the pale colored dainty materials are
only seen here and there, and chiefly
on young girls,
The bodice was of mervellleux,
trimmed at the neck and waist with a
A
to the waist,
merveilleux, tied in
each shoulder
—A pretty way of making up a fancy
lining or any cheap material, but with
round its foot. Then have a double
The back plain, of
In front a silk
over a plain sleeve
ribbon, finished at the side with a bow.
~The Directoire style promises to
be the rage this season. There are so
two gowns alike,
Another pretty and fashionable ar-
It is
a (ress of silk or light woolen material.
sort of plaited fichu, crossed over the
chest, and losing itselt inside the edge
of the corselet, which terminates the
bodice. The sleeves are fully plaited
from the shoulder and finished under
the elbow by a deep wristband of the
same material as the corselet, The
skirt Is made quite plain, gathered or
plaited round the waist, and falls over
an underskirt trimmed round the foot
punked out ruche,
both skirt and bodice. A drapery of
the plaited material, with deep facings
of the silk. This
—A very stylish walking dress, as
underskirt, quite plain and round, was
at in front, and gathered in the back
A
very small cushion filled with horse
back, and under it were
three half circles of fine steel, covered
with glove skin, put on at intervals of
In front the bodice was finely
middle in the shapes of a
The sides were plaited,
and the left side carried over the right,
with a trimming of open work passe-
menterie matching the cashmere, with
a small quantity of goid to brighten it
up. The passementierie ended on one
waist,
piaited in the
opposite side it came down 0 the
waist, There were no buttons visible,
the bodice being fastened with hooks
and eves under the passementerie, It
was finished with a band covered with
passementerio, and the wristbands
were trimmed to match,
«A very pretty dress for fall for a
young lady is of poppy red veiling.
The skirt is made like that of the pre-
ceeding costume, but trimmed round
the front with a narrow fluting. The
tunic 18 trimmed with black satin
edged faille ribbon. 1t forms a sort of
square panel at the back, and is draped
into a puff in the upper part. At the
back it forms two pointed shawl lap-
pels, also edged with black ribbon, one
strip of which comes down across to
the waist, and is finished with loops
and ends falling over the skirt, The
bodice has a black silk collar and bow
at the side. The sleeves are finely
plaited from the shoulders, where they
form a full puff; wrist bands of black
and black striped silk,
Another walking dress was of tan
material, with
HORSE NOTES.
—Willlam I. was a 3 year old woen
he got the lowa wonder Axtell, 2.24.
—The pacing stallion Brown Hal,
brother to Litttle Brown Jug, 2.114,
will be started to beat 2.13 at the Ten-
nessee Fair,
—Jockey Barnes has 137 winning
mounts to bis credit, against 87 for
Covington, 59 for McLaughlin, 56 for
Overton and 565 for Garrison.
~Tloy Wildes will probably be taken to
California after filling hi=s Southern
engagements, His owner thinks of de-
veloping his trotling capacities,
—Speaking of Prince Wilkes and
Patron the New York Sportemav says:
‘“They are a great pair and can beat
any other two horses in training.”
~Johnston’s quarter through the
homestretch at Springfield In 20s. is
the fastest authentic performance ever
eredited to a horse at either the trotting
or pacing gaits.
—The three placed animals in the
Futurity— Proctor Knott, Salvator and
Galen—are in the American Derby.
Knott 1s the only one of the three in
the Kentucky Derby.
~The nigh priced yearling by War-
wick out of Lgrilla was purchased by
Wyndham Walden at a recent sale for
| M. Jordon. The Dwyers were bidders
| on this colt up to $6500
—FEgmont pulled up so lame after
winning at Coney Island on September
13 that he will be unable to race again
this season. The horse’s injury is in the
| fetlock just above the coronet.
i CO. W. Williams, owner of Axtell
| (224), announces that he will match
| him sgainst any 2 year old in the coun-
| try, or he will trot him mile heats
| against the 3 year old Bell Boy.
~The famous brood mare Annie, by
| Cotrill Morgan, dam by Grey Eagle,
| belonging to the estate of Colonel i.
| West, Lexington, Ky., died from the
| effects of foaling a filly, by Egbert, on
September 1. She was the dam of
| Egmont, 2.234, and the pacer West-
mont, 2,13;.
—Mr., Wiley Buckles, the well-known
breeder and turfman, died at his farm
near Campaign, 11L, on the 1st of Sep-
| tember, Mr, Buckles raced the fam-
ous Harkaway. He also had Kate
| Claxton, dlocum and many other per-
formers, all in their time. In 1584
Mr. Buckles imported the stallion
London, by Lowlander.
— Prince Wilkes has now won seven-
| teen out of twenly races in his four
| years on the turf. Oliver K,, Patron
| and Guy are the only borses that ever
| beat lum. We recently incorrectly
| credited Patron with twice beating
Prince Wilkes, The two great. trot-
| ters have measured strides four times,
| and Prince Wilkes won three of the
four races,
—The champion stallion race decided
at the California State Fair proved a
great race, Guy Wilkes, Woodnut
| and Stamboul took the word, and after
| a Ove-heat race, in which Guy Wilkes
won & heat ana trotted a dead heal
with Woodnut, the latter carried off
the honors. The five heats were trotted
in 2.221, 2.16%, 2,174, 2.194 2.213. Wood-
nut is by Nulwood.
—A willful perversion of Rule 37
occurred at the recent Boonville (N.
Y.) meeting. The 3 minute class had
five starters, one of which in the frst
barn, the others Bnished the mile. The
delinquent scored the others for the
was protested. The judges allowed the
race,
—Speaking of the Bard, the other
| day, A. J. Casseit said he bad been
! plistered and was doing very nicely,
He
says they have no idea of doing any-
thing with him, but will give him reg-
ular jogging during the winter, as Dr.
sheppard, the veterinanan, gives them
According to Goodwin's latest **Of-
ficial Tarf Guide’ backers of jockeys’
mounts from September 3 to 15 to the
extent of $10 on each mount would
have won $040 by backing Malmer, $153
by Eilke, $53 by Hamilton, $36 by Gar-
rison, $45.90 by McLaughlin, $30.60 by
Donohue and $10 by Covington, and
would have lost from $100 upward on
Winchell, Murphy, Williams, Blaylock,
Littlefield, Anderson, Barnes and
Martin,
—It is said that the Dwyer Brothers
will in December offer all old horses at
public auction. The Brooklyn Stable
finds it is keeping too many horses.
The stable will confine it wif principally
to its 2 year olds, of which it will next
season have a magnificent collection,
including brothers to Hanover, Bigor«
nette, Tyrant, Dry Monopole, Firensi,
Portland, Jim Gore, Boot~
maker, Kingston and sisters to Miss
Ford, Inspector B, Lizzie Dwyer, Blue-
wing and Tremont.