VOL. 42. Professional Cards• T 1 CALDWELL, Attorney-at-Law, No. 111, 3rd street. I/. Office formerly occupied by Messrs. Woods & Wil liamson. [apl2,'7l TAB. A. 13. BRUMBAUGH, offers his professional services to the community. Office, No. 673 Washington street, one door east of the Catholic Parsonage. Llan4,'7l C. STOCKTON, Surgeon Dentist. Office in Leister's E building, in the room formerly occupied by Dr. E. J. Greene, Huntingdon, Pa. [apl2B, '76. GSA. B. ORLADY, Attorney-st4.aw, 405 Penn Street, Huntingdon, Pa. [n0v17,15 E L. ROBB, Dentist, oMee in B.T. Brown's new building, U • No. b2O, Penn Street, Huntingdon, Pa. [apl2.-71 HU C. MADDEN, Attorney-at-Law. Office, No.—, Penn . Street, Huntingdon, Pa. Lapl9,'7i JSYLVANUS BLAIR, Attorney-at-Law, Huntingdon, . Pa. Office, Penn Street, three doors west of 3rd Street. Dan4,ll T W. MATTERN, Attorney-at-Law and General Claim tfi . Agent, Huntingdon, Pa. Soldiers' claims against the Government for back-pay, bounty, widows' and invalid pensions attended to with great care and promptness. Of- Ike on Penn Street. [jan4,'7l TS. GEISSrNGER, Attorney-at-Law and Notary Public, .IJ. Huntingdon, Pa. Office, No. 230 Penn Street, oppo site Court House. Lfebs,'7l Q E. FLEMING, Attorney-at-Law, Huntingdon, Pa., /.). all. in Monitor building, Penn Street. Prompt and careful attention given to all legal business. (augs,'74-emos `WILLIAM A. FLEMING, Attorney-at-Law, Hunting- Tr don, Pa. Special attention given to collections, and all other legal business attended to with care and promptness. Office, No. 229, Penn Street. [apl9,'7l Legal Advertisements. TREASURER'S SALE OF SEATED and unseated land in Huntingdon county, Pa. By virtue of sundry acts of the General As sembly, of the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania, relating to the sale of seated and unseated land in the county of Huntingdon, for taxes due and un paid, I will offer at public sale, at the C ,urt House, in the borough of Huntingdon, on th , s SEC4OND MONDAY OF JUNE, 1878 (being the 10th di.,y of the month) at 10 o'clock A. M., the following de scribed pieces of land, or such part thereof as may be necessary to satisfy the amount of taxes and costs due and unpaid against the same, up to and including the year 1876 aeainst the same, and con tinue the sale from day to day, as the same may be found necessary. TERMS OF SALE:—The amount of taxes and costs must be paid when the land is struck off, or the sale may be avoided, and the property put up and resold Acr. Pr Owners or Warrantees. Tax, Barree Totonship. 865 ... James Ash or William Shannon... $59 80 437 ... Moses Vanost 436 ... Robert Austin, (Jno. McCahan's heirs) 160 ... Martin Orlady 437 ... William Mitchenor 438 ... Thomas Mitchenor.. Brady Township. 10 ... John McComb. 302 ... Joseph Webb 402 ... John Watson 397 ... Robert Watson 33 ... Daniel King. 150 ... John McComb 1 lot of land, Campbell & Jacobs Cass Township. 200 ... Samuel Hartsock. 207 ... Henry Sills. 400 ... John Freed 137 ... Samuel Morrison, part 150 ... Hugh Morrison, part. 196 Andrew Sills 434 ... Sarah Hartsock 400 ... Sarah Barrick 190 ... Jacob Barrick 400 ... Peter Hartsock 300 ... Elizabeth Hartsock.. ..... Cromwell Township. 153 53 George Stevenson 418 20 John Jourdon 393 41 Samuel Galbraith 389 31 Charles Boyles 4J2 53 Alexander M. Keehen 250 ... George Stevenson 393 17 John Smith Carbon Township. 53 ... Henry Rhodes (M. J. Martin owner) 133 ... Cook & Elder, (J. S. Castnu) 360 ... William Spring (Rebuts & Co.) 242 William Blan do 272 ... John Blan do 220 ... Benjamin Price do 339 ... Henry Alexander do 226 ... Speer & Daugherty do 438 40 do do 65 ... John P. Baker. (Orbison dc Dorris) 106 ... John P. Baker, (David 81air)..... 2 ... B. C. Lytle 187 ... William Settle, (Rebuts h Co) 21 ... Andrew Anderson do . 4 ... Samuel Fetterman do . 50 ... John M'Clain do . 401 ... Shoemaker's heirs do . 47 ... Joseph Martin do 322 ... John Murphy do 57 ... G. W. Speer do 60 ... W. S. Entrekin do 163 ... laaac Cook, jr do 121 ... Jacob Cresswell do 75 ... A. S. Cresswell do 12 ... Samuel Ketterman do 1 lot and house, Michael McHugh 336 ... John Weist, (J. S. Schmick, W & Elias Weist) 432 .. John Weist 394 ... John Weist Franklin Township. 30 ... Robert Gardner............ Hopewell Township , 220 ... Samuel Davis, (Savage)... 200 ... Conrad Bates 180 ... Leonard Rumbler 202 Benjamin Shoemaker Juniata Township. 340 ... J. E. Georn & Wm. Barrick 10 ... A. H. Brumbaugh Jackson Township. 400 ... Thomas Palmer 400 ... George Stever 400 ... Jacob Hellzheinier. 400 ... Henry Baker 400 ... Thomas Russell 400 ... David Ralston 400 ... Ephraim Jones 400 John Brown 400 ... Jonathan Priestly 422 ... James Dean 400 ... Thomas Ralston 400 ... Henry Canan 400 ... John Adams 400 ... Henry West 400 Alexander Johnston 400 ... Thomas McClure 400 ... John Ralston 400 ... Samuel Canan 400 .... Abraham Dean. 400 ... James Fnlston, 400 ... Samuel Marshall. 400 ... Robert Caldwell.. 400 ... MattheW Simpson 400 ... James McClure or McC1ain....... . 400 ... John Fuleton 400 ... John Galbraith 400 ... George Wice 37 ... Dernney's heirs Lincoln Township. 174 ... Isaac Wampler 223 ... Peter Wilson 210 ... Joseph Miller Morrie Township. 384 ... Samuel P. Wallace's heirs Oneida Township. 36 ... Samuel Gregory 19 ... James Cullin Penn Township. 240 ... Jane Sellers.. 100 ... John & George Saylor Porter Township. i5O William Smith, D. D 74 ... Charles leakier Springfield Township 400 ... Nathan Ord Tell Townehip. 200 ... Patterson & Stem Tod Townehip. 400 ... Nancy Davis, Trezier and Brum baugh 100 ... Edward Tobin 40 ... Jacob Cresswell's Heirs 150 ... Miles Putt 250 ... Tiwpy Shaffer 395 ... Samuel Cornelius 96 Speer tt Martin 152 ... Eliel bmith 400 ... Jonathan Jones 400 ... Owen Jones 310 ... Thomas Mowan 355 ... Frances Mowan 279 ... James Wister 260 ... Sarah Hartsock 210 ... Joseph Miller 175 ... Peter Wilson 174 ... Isaao Wampler 100 ... J. R. Flanagan 250 ... M. J. Martin Union Townehip. 429 ... James Fea 400 ... Abraham Sell ~ 50 ... Abraham Morrison 220 ... Solomon Sell ... ~ .-..'.'.. he :__Tuntingdon Journal. Legal Advertisements 195 ... Margaret Sell 100 A. IC Bowman 11 A. H. Bowman 16 A. li. Bowman Walker Towneloy, 117 ... John Kerr's Estate, (Wm. Crum, owner) l7 20 422 ... Susan Laurish 10 ... Michael Low 206 ... William Stow, (G. &J. H. Shoen her) 208 ... C. Stow, 4d " " 33 28 215 ... It. Stewart " 34 40 30 Prtrick Moore's Heirs 3 00 14 ... George Ross West Township, 369 ... William Bracken 12 ... William Reed 436 ... Philip Sickle 433 ... Caldwalader Evans 493 ... George Bingham SEATED LIST. Broad Top Cifp. 2 lots, Sylvester Biddle 1 lot, Stewell Bishop 2 lots, Gustave English 3 lots, H. Faseett 2 lots, H. D. Moore 2 lots, R. 0. Moorehouse 1 lot, Henry Simmons, 1 lot, J. B. Stevenson, 2 lots, Benjamin Tingley 2 lots, Samuel Tobias Henderson Township. 96 acres, E. A. Green. 4'24 Huntingdon Borough, 2 lots and house, R. C. M'Gill II 40 1 lot and house, John Snyder's estate 2 37 1 lot, D. R. P. Neely 7 60 2 lots, Esther Lytle 9 60 2 acres, Charles German 3 89 8 lots, Rev. Luther Smith 1 lot, George Brumbaugh, 4 acres, CAM 1 lot, David Coble 1 lot and house, William Mitchell 1 lot, H. Miller 3 38 1 lot, Mary E. Warfel 4 75 2 lots and house, Wm. K. Burchinell 39 90 lots, Samuel Patterson l5 00 1 lot, Thomas Irvin 1 65 1 lot, Miss P. C. Miller 2 38 1 lot, Margaret Roberts 1 90 1 lot, Emily S. Scott 3 37 Planing Mill, Stewart, March 1 Co 9l 20 Penn St., Hall, Wharton & Maguire 45 60 Car Manufacturing Co., Orbison I Co 95 95 one-hlaf lot,Mrs. Culburteon 2 00 1 lot and house, William Bouland 5 70 1 lot, Andrew B. Frank 1 37 1 lot, Daniel Montgomery 3 30 1 lot, John M. Stonerod 1 37 House and lot, Joseph Croney .6 05 1 lot, Robert Gillen 3 75 1 lot and house, John Gefford 7 80 One-half lot and house, A. A. Jacobs l3 60 1 lot, Abraham S. Johnston 3 37 One-half lot, Wm. McCauley 2 42 1 lot, Jeremiah Norris 2 37 Hopewell Township. 29 70 10 88 29 71 28 78 1 85 11 17 7 43 7 31 2 45 4 65 1975 acres, W. W. &D. C. Entriken . 71 69 109 acres, Adolphus Patterson's heirs—. 522 Oneida Township. 1321 acres, Swoope & Hunter Tod Township. 755 acres, W. W. & D. C. Entrikin S 64 1256 acres, John Weest, (James Entrikin's Agent G. ASHMAN MILLER, apr 12] Treasurer. Miscellaneous. 1 54 4 18 3 94 3 90 4 02 2 50 3 94 CHEAP KANSAS LANDS !! We own and control the Railway lands of TRIM in. , KANSAS, about equally divided by the Kansas Pacific R. R., which we are selling at an average of $3.25 per acre on easy terms of payment. Alternate eectiona of Govern ment leads can be taken as homesteads by actual settlers. These lands lie in the Great Limestone Belt of Central Kansas, the beet winter wheat producing district of the United States, yielding fom 20 to 35 Bushels per acre. The average yearly rainfall in this county is nearly 33 inches per annum, one-third greater than in the much-ex tolled Arkansas Valley, which has a yearly rainfall of lees than 23 inches per annum in the same longitude. Stock-Raising and Wool-Growing are very remunerative. The winters are short and mild. Stock will live all the year on grass I Living Streams and Springs are numerous. Pure water is found in wells from 20 to 80 feet deep. The Healthiest Climate in the World I No fever and ague there. No muddy or impassable roads. Plenty of fine building atone, lime and sand. These lands are being rapidly set t led by the best class of Northern and Eastern people, and will so appreciate in value by the improvements now be ing made as to make their purchase at present prices one of the very beet investments that can be made, aside from the profits to be derived from their cultivation. Members of our firm reside in WA-KEENEY, and will show lands at any time. A pamphlet, giving full information in re gard to soil, climate, water supply, &c., will be sent free on request. Address, 6 17 1 75 14 83 1 73 li 91 1 54 1 20 r, 03 4 47 2 77 9 08 • Warren Keeney & Co. 106 Dearborn St., Chicago, or Ws-Keeney, Trego Coun ty, Karmen. 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(oluer. 36 45 8 85 2 83 .k Township, 2 80 18 4 21 80 27 80 30 74 1 12 1 04 2 08 4 80 1 12 1 12 1 04 2 96 EttletYs Yift 1 00 3 80 "OATH'S" STORY OF HIS POLITICAL REIGN AND HIS MELANCHOLY END. In last week's issue of the JOURNAL we gave a brief account of the death of Ww. M. Tweed, and this week we lay before our readers a history of his life from the pen of George Alfred Townsend, who writes to the Philadelphia Times under date of the 12th inst. It is an interesting biography of a man who once counted his ill gotten gains by the millions, and at last died a beggar behind prison bars: Mr. Tweed lies dead in jail, but not a criminal jail. His amphibious relations to station and crime were preserved to the last. No merely civil prisoner, condemned for a debt, was ever pursued to a neutral country and brought home on a ship-of war but Tweed. On ship board, as in jail, he was kindly looked upon, because he had a temperament which subdued animosity, and also a certain pride and sensibility. That natural temperament, in which there were childish impulses, not only made friends around his person, but traveled in the atmosphere and softened distant criti cism. He dies a sorrowing thief, and, like Jack Falstaff, wrings commiseration from the instincts of both Literature and Law. This afternoon you hear but one expres sion in New York : "Poor Tweed ! I sup pose he broke his heart !" He died in the month of his birth, at the age of 55. His name was Wm. Marcy Tweed, probably named for the able Jeffersonian Governor, Judge and statesman of New York, the same who uttered the sentiment which Tweed's life verified : "To the victors be long the spoils." If death bed repentance consists of renouncing one's false religion, Tweed is not a lost soul. He told me last winter in the jail that civil service reform —National, State and municipal—was all that could redeem our politics. lam sure that he said what he meant. Indeed, I think that Tweed's melancholy conclusion of days was unreserved and truthful. He was the victim of three dreadful powers— public oninion, party necessity and the press. Between the three, justice was more than satisfied and pity had long been waiting at his jail but entered only to his bier. Tweed's father kept a chair store and had several sons. He was an off-hand, merry, reckless-talking man and made light of honesty. "How much change have you brought for my tobacco ?" he used to say to his. negro porter. "Four cents ! You'll never be rich. Why didn't you pocket it ?" The son never had the fear of stealing which a strict parentage fixes in the soul. Like the son of an Indian he stole with humor. In his early manhood he worked on chairs and, it is said, went out to do job work, mending old chairs from house to house. His birth place, down near Harper's book factory and the Fast river bridge, became a chair factory afterwards. While a voluptuous man Tweed had the Scotch thrift, having been of Novia Scotia stock, and could both save money and be generous, which involves the highest ex ecutive ability. He developed public spir it, audacity and a kind sensibility, and was a favorite as boy, man, boss, thief, fugitive and captive. He started with a lumbering fire engine and became its foreman about 1819, hence getting the name of "Big Six." The firemen and rough clubs ruled politics, and Tweed, in 1852, was sent by these influences to the Board of Aldermen or upper branch of the City Council. This was in the era of Tom Hyer, Bill Poole, Fernando Wood, Isaiah Rynders, etc. In 1853 Tweed went to Congress, only thirty years old and with increasing ambition He had a poor intellectual opinion of Pres ident Pierce, and reasoned that if such men had the supreme power he could be almost anything. He determined to return to the great city, learn its business, make the best personal coalitions and gratify his desire of wealth and influence. He was married to a Christian wife and was com fortable in every domestic surrounding . Probably he never heard a single moral admonition from the time he went into politics until his power waned and fell. He told me that he found the city's politics corrupt and had never heard of a time when it had been otherwise. "I didn't make the world," said Tweed. "I was made into it." When he came up the California fever and gold had scourged the country. New York had sent her Yankee Sullivans, Morrisseys, Mulligans, Barnards and Walshes to San Francisco and the Vigilance Committee sent them back, some, like George Barnard, to become Supreme Court Judges. Tweed dropped from Con gress into the Board of Supervisors or ex ecutive power of New York. There he sat beside the present Mayor, Ely, who was the Honest Apprentice and Tweed the Errant one. Ely was brought up in a leather store ; he discerned unblushing roguery in Tweed and they began to spat and quarrel, and finallly ceased to speak. Tweed looked round him toward the last and saw in every proud position some man who had been his opponent—Ely, the May or ; John Kelly, the head of Tammany Hall ; Fernando Wood, the leader of Con gress ; Dan Sickles, a veteran general and diplomatist, and Tilden, almost President . He felt rebuked and lonely; and, bitterer than all, his confederates, Sweeny, Hall, Smile Whenever You Can When things don't go to suit, And the world seems upside down, Don't waste your time in fretting, But drive away that frown ; Since life is oft perplexing, 'Tis much the wisest plan To bear all trials bravely, And smile, whenever you can. Why shodld you dread tc-morrow, And thus despoil to-day ? For when you trouble borrow, You must expect to pay ; It is a good maxim Which should be often preached— Don't cross the bridge before you Until the bridge is reached. You might be spared much sigh icg If you would bear,in mind The thought that good and evil Are always here combined ; There must be something wanting, And though you roll in wealth, You miss from out your casket That precious jewel—health. And though y-our's strong and sturdy, You may have an empty purse— And earth has many trials Which I consider worse ; But whether joy or sorrow, Fill up your mortal span, 'Twill make your pathway brighter To smile whenever you can. WILLIAM M. TWEED. THE POINTS OF HIS LIFE HUNTINGDON, PAD, FRIDAY, APRIL 26, 1878. Connelly, etc., were at liberty. The world had departed from him, and he was una ware even that he was pitied. Then arose mighty sensibilities, en which a good career might have been built by timely beginnings. He died not of bitterness, but of a broken heart. BEGINNING OF FELONY. Tweed's confession, which was probably true in every respect, although condemned by the partisan press be - cause it inculpated both Republicans and Democrats, stated that the first conception of a ring began soon after he entered the Board of Super visors, during Mr. Buchanan's adminis tration. Money was required to purchase the absence of a Republican (or Whig) so as to give Mr. Tweed's side a majority. It was advanced by the Federal postmaster, Ike Fowler, afterwards a defaulter and fu gitive, out of the post office funds. The person bought to be absent was obscure, and his name and detection were never known until Tweed disclosed them nearly twenty years afterward. The greedy lead ers of different factions then coalesced for mutual interest, and each controlling a ward or wards, and the ring was formed. Among these were Sweeny, a poor lawyer; Connolly, a book-keeper, and Brennan, a fireman-politician. The war broke out in 1861, prior to which time there had been no more than the usual peculation in New York city. The Mayor of the city says that it was in raising regiments, paying bounties and getting substitutes that the ring first discovered how vast a robbery the public would stand. Thus the war. the flood of currency and the union of loy alty and rapacity gave Tweed's ring its op portunity. lie and the ring were the pro duct of the war. All these men were stout War Democrats. Their pet statesman was John T. Hoffman, whom they successively made Recorder, Mayor and Governor and have acquitted of all participation in their spoils. At the close of the war, or in 1865 or 1866, organized opposition was made to the ring. The Governor, Fenton, cited the heads of departments before him at Albany, and Boole, one of the set, took fright, and finally died in a lunatic asy !urn. Nothing came of this except Fen ton's election to the United States Senate. In a little while the country plunged into a career of railroad extension and city improvements. Tweed and Sweeny took a hand in both, using their judges and the Legislature to procure railroad decisions, and they went into the Erie Railroad di rectory with Gould and Fiske. Tweed wag. also in the State Senate from 1867 to 1871, using the revenues of the city to procure cast-iron charters for it and entirely remod eling the Constitution of the State. He was now called the "Boss," and prostitute lawyers proposed to erect a statue to him. It is said that he took kindly to this pre posterous suggestion, and Ben. Wood re lates that at Sweeny's request he took that dangerous variety out of Tweed. New York city was immensely imfroved, and at immense cost. In 1868 the Democratic National Convention was assembled in New York, and the ring, now in absolute con trol of Tammany, took the opportunity to make a strong impression upon the dele gates. Mr. Seymour was nominated; he referred to Tweed and Sweeny as "men of remarkable political and executive ability." The succeeding years were the best the ring had down to 1871, when they had re solved, apparently, to press Hoffman on the Democratic Convention for President. But their patronage had now become enor mously extensive and costly, and they could not suppress the ever-arising arro gance and rapacity of new leaders. One of these, O'Brien, the Sheriff, had tran scripts made of the accounts of the ring and the wide discrepancies and over charg es there. The city was now next to bank rupt and the publication o f these charges in the New York Times produced an agi tation foreboding a revolution, perhaps a vigilance committee A large meeting of citizens, including many Democratic pub lic men, was called at Union Square. The cowardly member of the ring was Connolly, and his fears were operated upon by Messrs. Tilden, Green and Havemeyer, while Judge Barnard, partly from like fear and partly under the delusion that it would make him Governor, put an injunction on the ring's command of the city revenues. They were thus sold out and starved out. THE EVIL DAY. It was at that ominous period that the Democratic State Convention met in Rochester and Tweed appeared there to play his last card. He did not go to the hall of the convention, but from his quarters in the Osborn House sent his creatures, Dewitt Barber and Fellowes, to do his work. In the convention, seated beside Francis Kernan, the present Sena tor, and Horatio Seymour, Mr. Samuel J. Tilden led the opposition to Mr. Tweed. The latter's henchmen packed the galleries and stormed, but in the pauses of their howling could be heard the words : "I can go back to my plundered fellow-citi zens and take my place among them." This was Tilden's threat. He raised up Charles O'Conor to conduct the prosecu tions on behalf of a great moral vigilance committee of seventy, and, in the interim, Tweed's misconduct lost the State and elected Dix Governor and Grant President. Tweed himself was arrested on a civil suit and gave bail in $1,000,00. His district elected him to the State Senate neverthe less, but he did not take his seat. The other ring leaders fled, except Hall, the Mayor. Late in 1873 Tweed was convict ed of fraud and sentenced by Judge Noah Davis, a Republican, to twelve years on Blackwell's island, where he had to wear striped clothes. In April, 1875, Tweed was released from his humiliating impris onment by the Court of Appeals, on the ground that the Judge had exweded his powers, but Tweed had been disbarred and men fled from him. He now felt, in all his sensibilities, the shame, ingratitude and danger which emcompassed him. His satellites and parasites vied with each other in denouncing him to conceal their own complicity. Sent to Ludlow Street Jail, the place where he died yesterday, Tweed took the opportunity to escape, December 4, 1875, while visiting his beautiful mansion on Madison avenue, in the company of Sheriff's officers. Tilden was now Governor of the State. Tweed escaped to Florida, Cuba and Spain, where he was followed by telegraph and arrested in the presence of his son Richard, father and son not exchanging even salutations. By this time Tweed was an object of political irritation, and the principal feature of Republican cartoons and editorial articles. Nobody dared set him at liberty for fear of misinterpretation Private sympathy he had in many quarters, but the force of pitiless circumstances had caught him fast, as between the upper and the nether millstones. He arrived home on the flagship Franklin in the autumn of 1876, and was reconsigned to the sheriff's custody, to be kept until he should furnish three million dollars of bail. For seven teen months he stayed in the debtors' jail, Ludlow street, appearing in frequent court proceedings and examinations. He gave up all his property, made a confession, ac knowledged judgments, etc., yet faith was broken with him and he could not get his freedoqa. Meantime, the whole period bad put on,,a new face; men had grown stern and economical and Governors rigorous.— Against the prison bars Tweed's impatient spirit fluttered until his heart overflowed, and, like another Osceola, he looked out at natlre and died in captivity. HIS LAST WORLDLY DAYS Tweed came home from Spain thin and hearty with exercise. He loved nature and sailing, and told me that he could amuse himself at sea, playing soltaire with a deck(' of cards. "I would have been happy /forever in a foreign land," he said, "wishing to see nobody. My life has been a failute in everything. There is nothing I am proud of. For dome time he devoted himself to preparing and substantiating his confession, workinig with a secretary, taking notes, clipping newspapers, etc. As long as he had hope of getting his liberty his health was good. But it did not suit the ambi tion of conflicting schools of New York politicians to let him go. A young lawyer lad, by the name of Fairchild, was the principal opponent of Twee l's release, al though his old enemy, O'CoLor, advocated it. The Republicans were divided, some being irritated because Tweed had exposed and ruined their pet State Senator. There were a dozen individual quarrels, accom panied with newspaper cards and contro versy. Finally Tweed saw that he would never get out. He said to me when I in terviewed him for the New York Herald last fall : "They say imprisonment for debt is abolished in New York. It is worse *re than it was in the days of the Fleet Piison and the Marshalsea. I am here-for nothing but debt, and they can keep me here till I rot." He stayed until that termination, almost literally. Around this man on every side, like fruits to Tantalus, assistance reached but did not clasp, The new boss of New York —John Kelly—was outspoken for relief for Tweed. The Sheriff, Riley, who took charge of his jail, almost loved him, and Tweed occupied the household apartments of Sheriff Riley's sister, who kept the jail. Yet, like the hapless prisoner in the iron mask, Tweed was the affliction of his well wiaherg; and more miserable by their kind 11,u low Street Jail is a tall, market house or aibory-like structure, with a small street-door.. Entering this one comes to &small vestibule ; on the left a door leads to the bed room where Tweed died • on the right a door admits to the jail office, be yond which are open rooms and a grass court for debtors—poor, listless looking people, sitting around as if waiting for money or release. A passage way to Tweed's rooms turns through the office and enters by the rear. He had a large bed room. lighted from the street; a saloon and dining room; beyond it and through this, lighted from the street, a small bed room and bath room. Tweed ate at his own table, his meals furnished from the matron's fire. He ate heartily, and soon grew very fat. Taking no exercise, his kidneys be came affected and he was ordered by Dr. Carnochan to inject about a gallon of fluid into his bladder every day with an India rubber reservoir. He also had heart dis ease, immensely accelerated by the air of the jail, mental indifference and hopeless ness. Tweed never spoke against any body, except Judge Davis, who abused him when sentencing him, and Fairchild, the boyish Attorney General of Tilden. He never went out of the jail, except under orders of the courts, but once, when a politician in Fifty-fifth street died. Tweed said to Major Quincy : "I would like to go there and see my humble friend's corpse. Can Igo ?" The Major took him there. Said Tweed : "I would like to go visit my daughter, Mrs. Douglas, at Seventy-second street." He stayed there fifteen minutes. Said the Major : "Tweed was as obedient as a dog, kind as a parent. He was one of the best prisoners I ever had. In my judgment he died of mental as well as physical pain; if there is such a thing, his heart was broken." It was the belief in the Sheriff's office that Tweed's family in Europa had been provided for, because Richard Tweed never returned home, and now lives in Paris, and Mrs Tweed and the younger children recently crossed the oeean and are now in Rome. "Tweed could pay for everything in jail," said the Deputy Sheriff; "he never seemed apprehensive about money." Mr. Tweed was an interesting companion, open, merry, liberal. He was without dis guises later in life, and never palliated his own offenses. He said to me, when I asked him if his wife stood by him : "She is God's own handiwork. There's nothing against her, except that she has got a worthless husband like me." Tweed's sensitiveness was not often sus pected in his flush days, but it always ex isted, and came out strong after his trials, and finally absorbed the livelier part of his nature. He died at least penitent. He suffered more than mere blows and hard labor--the insults of his own conscience and pride as well as the fury of the world. cienffix. Marvellous Mechanism. THE SPEAKING PHONOGRAPH AND THE TELEPHONE. With the invention of the telephone scientific research became directed into a new and hitherto untrodden field. The astonishing results of experiments and dis coveries in the transmission of articulate sounds stimulated further investigation, and Edison, whose name will ever be linked with the telephone has succeeded in perfecting another invention, which is undoubtedly one % the most marvelous of this astonishing age. To day its won derful capabilities are known only to the few, but in the near future the speaking phonograph will be as familiar to the mil lions as the steam engine, the printing press and electric telegraph, and it is hardly saying too much to add, equally in dispensable. When a number of promi nent gentlemen assembled by invitation in the private office of Mr. Henry Bently, at Third and Chestnut streets, a few days ago, and where shown the Edison Speak ing Phonograph—which, by the way, seems to be a rather tautological title for the in vention—they found a piece of mechanism free from anything like complicated ma chinery. It may be briefly described as an iron wheel about six inches in diameter and an inch and a half face. The axle of this wheel is an endless screw, with a handle on one end, and as the handle is turned the wheel moves from right to left and vice versa while revolving, a distance of three inches. Placed against the face of the wheel, which is covered with tin foil, is something like the mouth of a speaking tube, and on the side next to the ' wheel is a point resting from this tube on the tin-foil. That was gall. No wires, no electricity, no intricate machinery. Every thing plain and simple. When the in vited guests had assembled, Mr. Bently, Mr. Adams, and other gentlemen spoke in, or rather against this mouth-piece or tube turning the wheel meanwhile. Such classical selections as "Jack and Gill" and "Mary had a little lamb" were the favorite pieces, and these were uttered with fault less pronunciation while the wheel was being turned. Then the wheel was placed where it started, but, instead of the voice of a speaker, a conical speaker, something like a speaking trumpet, was placed at the spot at which the sounds had been uttered. The wheel was then turned, and every sound, every syllable, every word, clear and distinct, was emitted just as it had been spoken a moment before. The light est emphasis, the peculiar inflections of the speaker's voice, every pause was as faith fully reproduced as it could have been by the original speakers themselves. Laugh ter and whistling and singing and sighing and groans—in fact, every utterance of which the human voice is capable—was stored in that wondrous wheel and emptied when it was turned. The gentleman in charge of the experiments explained that it was "simply the vibrations of the voice acting on a disk which communicated the impressions to the tin foil, and thus they were recorded." Just so ; but none the less marvelous were the results in spite of that "simple explanation." And now, as it is proved that the words thus spoken to the machine can be reproduced in a hun dred years if necessary, and any number of times required, and by stereotyped impres sion of the tin foil in an unlimited number of places, it is worth while to consider for a moment the capabilities and possibilities of this wondrous invention. If it had been in existence a few hundred years ago, what delights it might have conferred upon humanity ! For instance, Washington's reply concerning that little hatchet busi ness might have been recorded and uttered once a day in every school house for the benefit of American youth ; Robert Emmett's famous speech might have been recited by himself in Independence Hall last Monday night; Webster's reply to Hayne might have been given in every household in the land—but other examples will readily suggest themselves. To-day, if in universal use, to what services might it not be applied. One, for instance, could be kept in every hospital and every police office, and where an ante-mortem statement was required it could be recorded, repro duced in court years after; or a departing millionaire could yell out the terms of his will to the faithful phonograph, and when irreverent relatives sought to dispute on the ground of insanity the emphasis in that farewell testament thus recorded would go far to prove the condition of the testa tor's mind. The uses to which it could be applied are innumerable, but a contempla tion of its general adoption causes some painful thoughts. The mother-in-law, be fore departing for home, might talk into the machine for a week, and doses of her lecture could be ground out for years after. Or, suppose an insurance company were to purchase a thousand or so, and store them up with facts and figures regarding an nuities and risks and policies and premiums, and surreptitiously introduce them into houses under the guise of music boxes.— Then, when the innocent victim wanted the "Sweet bye-and-bye" he would be re galed by a table of dry statistics, and an injunction that, as life is uncertain, he should insure in the Blow up Mutual Then, again, Private Dalzell and George Francis Train and Susan B. Anthony—but the thought is too dreadful. Mr Bently also entertained his guests with THE TELEPHON E. George M. Shaw has contributed to the March number of the Popular Science Monthly, a very interesting paper descrip tive of the telephone and how it works.— He says the longest distance at which con versation has been carried on by means of the telephone so far is about 250 miles.— With a submarine cable, conversation has been carried ou between England and France across the English Channel. Con versation has also been held through the bodies of sixteen persons standing band in hand. The editor of the Popular Science Monthly, in discoursing on the teachings of the telephone, says it has always been regarded as one of the mysterious miracles of vital structure how the little membranous drum of the human ear can take up so perfectly this rapid stream of intricate motions in the air, which are all so exactly reproduced by the layer of adjacent par tides striking upon the membrane, that thousands of tympanums will all be affected precisely alike, while the nerves transmit the thrills to the brain, awakening the same musical sensations and sentiments in the consciousness of as many people as can be brought within hearing. This chain of effects is wonderful, indeed ; but we are now confronted with the fact, more im pressively than ever, that it is no preroga tive of the living organism to respond to these subtle and exquisite changes of air ; the inert, dead matter of which we hear so much—mere cold iron—will do exactly the same thing. When we begin to use a telephone for the first time there is a sense of oddity, almost of foolishness, in the ex periment. The dignity of talking consists in having a listner, andrthere seems a kind of absurdity in addressing a piece of iron, but we must raise our respect for the metal, for it is anything but deaf. The diaphragm of the telephone, the thin iron plate, is as sensitive as the living tympanum to all the delicate refinements of sound. Nor does it depend upon the thinness of the metalic sheet, for a piece of thick boiler plate will take up and transmit the motions of the air particles in all the grades of their sub tility. And not only will it do the same thing as the tympanum, but ;t will do vastly more; the gross, dead metal proves, in fact, to be a hundred times more alive than the living mechanism of speech and audition. This is no exaggeration. In quickness, in accuracy and even in grasp, there is a perfection of sensitive capacity in the metal with which the organic instrument cannot compare. We speak of the proverbial "quickest of thought," but the telephone thinks quicker than the nervous mechanism. Let a word be pronounced for a person to repeat, and the telephone will hear and speak it a hundred miles away in a tenth part of the time that the listner would need to utter it. Give a man a series of half a dozen notes to repeat, and he cannot do it accurately to save his life; but the iron plate takes them up, transmits them to another plate hundreds of miles off which rings them forth instantaneously with absolute precision. The human ma- chine can bear and reproduce in its poor way only a single series of notes, while the iron ear of the telephone will take up whole cords and strains of music, and send ing by lightning through the wire, its iron tongue will emit them in perfect relations of harmony. The corelations and trans formations of impulse are besides much more extended in the telephone than in the living structure. The volitional mandate from the brain incites nervous discharges, expended in producing muscular contractions that im pel the air across the vibrating chords, where it is thrown into waves. But in the case of the telephone, the air waves are spent in producing mechanical vibrations of the metal. These create magnetic dis turbances which excite electrical action in the wire, and this again gives rise to mag netic changes that are still further con verted into the tremors of the distant diaphragm, and these finally reappear as new trains of air waves that affect the listner, while the whole intermediate series of changes is executed in a fraction of the time that is required by the nervous com binations of speech. And not only does the telephone beat the living machine out of sight in speed, accuracy, compass of re sults and multiplicity of dynamical changes, but it distances in the simplification of its resources. The same bit of dead metal serves equally for both ear and tongue.— The offices of the diaphram are inter changeable. and the machine works back ward with exactly the same facility. *titct isttliang. Differences in People. There is a vast difference in people.— However moralists and metaphysicians may class them, there are opposite points among the most similar which are broad contrasts —sweet and sour, winter and summer—or any other.proverbial antithesis. To some folks the leaves of the forest are all alike, and a school full of boys presents only as many fac-similies of each other. Such per sonages regard all mankind as so many bi peds ; of the difference between them they are scarcely conscious. Some pi ople soothe one like a strain of music, while others agitate every nerve with the irritating power of a. discord.— How much might be said about the dif ference of people in their characters and actions. There are those who turn pale at the sight of cheese, and others who shud der at the mention of carrots ; this one prefers hard eggs to soft, and that one does not like buckwheat cakes. These marks by which some of our race are distinguished from the rest, are but few of those which crowd the mind. There are people who actually detest children ; those who never have a moment to spare, and those who don't know how to get through the day. Your touchy people who are always prick ing up their ears to catch the first faint sound of an insult, and your people with out humor who can never either furnish a joke or understand one. There are two causes of the great difference perceptible in people. Much may certainly be as cribed to education, but much also to con stitutional dissimilarity. Here is one on whom good music acts like enchantment.; he cannot sit still while hearing it; his eyes fill with tears; he forgets all his troubles, and when the tune has ceased it is still in his mind, bursting out at inter vals in fragments and exclamations, and keeping him awake in the night by its busy mental repetitions. Who shall say that his nature is the same as that of another who finds in the Italian orchestra only a disagreeable scraping, whose lips cannot hum, whose imagination cannot contain a tune? And thus on through life and in every day intercourse if we bet observe a little carefully, we will scarcely ever find two people alike—even those pursuing the same avocations and united by the closest ties, are oftentimes the most dissimilar in their natures. Don't Frown. In the name of weary humanity, allow a plea for cheerfulness to be entered. Why, Christians, will you go among fellow men with a frowned, draped countenance ? Sor rows come, troubles come ; but why be so melancholy as though your last hope were blasted 7 There is a duty which we owe to those about us—to be cheerful. The gloom upon your face throws a shadow on their hearts. It is pitiful to see the effect of one such face upon a family. The chil dren feel it; the wife or husband, as the case may be, feels it. Life is wade up of little things which cost nothing, and are worth a great deal. Let the law of kind charity, which underlies the Saviour, be the guiding principle of your life. And let it not stop with faithfulness in great matters, but see to it this grace attain so high a de velopement that it may beam from every feature. Your cheerfulness will rest the weary, it will cheer the downcast heart; it will give strength to the weak ; it will help men to keep brave hearts in this cold, hard world.—Baptist Battl3 Flag A Cure for Neuralgia. A friend of ours, who, suffering severe pains from neuralgia, hearing of a noted physician in Germany who invariably cur ed the disease, crossed the ocean and visi ted Germany for treatment. He was per manently cured after a short sojourn, and the doctor freely gave him the medicine used, which was nothing but a poultice and tea made from our common field thistle. The leaves are malerated and used on the part afflicted as a poultice, while a small quantity of the leaves are boiled down to a proportion of a quart to a pint, and a small wine glass of the decoction drank before each meal. Our friend says he has never known it to fail of giving relief, while in almost every case it has effected a cure. TO REMOVE DANDRUFF.—Into a quart of water put an ounce of flower of sulphur and shake frequently for several hours ; then pour aff the clear liquid, and with this saturate the head every morning. In a few weeks every trace of dandruff will disappear, and the hair become soft and glossy. NINE women out of ten will lock up the cream, hide away their valuables, see that windows are fastened just before they start down town, and then step to the front door, lock it, and deposit the key under the door mat, in full view of any one who may pass by. "I WILL and bequeath," said Pat, "to my beloved wife Bridget, all my property without reserve, to my oldest son Patrick one-half of the remainder, and to Dennis, my younger son, the rest. If anything is left, it may go to Terrence O'Carty, in sweet Ireland." The Napoleon of the Telegraph. YOUNG TOM EDISON'S FIRST ENTRANCE INTO TILE BOSTON OFFICE. "I first knew Tom Edison," said Mr. Stewart, 'in 1866. At that time I was an operator in Tennessee. Tom was em ployed by Col. Coleman, the Superintendent of the Western Union office in Memphis. He was a gawky boy, about eighteen or nineteen, and was reading everything about electricity that he could pick up. He had a lean and hungry look, and always seemed to be under the influence of some secret excitement. He had got into his head the idea of sending duplex dispatches, and all his spare time was devoted to experi ments in the office. Coleman stood it for some time, but at last began to growl. He allowed that Tom was crazy, and said that 'any damned fool ought to know that a wire can't be worked both ways at the same time." He declared that he wouldn't have Tom puttering around the office with such silliness, and finally discharged him in d'sgust. The boy went back home to some town in Michigan, and I lost track of him. "Some time afterward I was transferred to the Boston office. At that time wire No. 1, as i. was then called, was considered the crack wire of the country. The fastest men were working it. For some cause the operator in Boston resigned. It was diffi cult to find a man to take his place. A half dozen fellows tried it, but found it too much for them. One after another they dropped it like a hot potato, and sloped wiser than when they came. There was a man in the office named M. F. Adams.— He thought the world of Tom Edison, and recommended him for the place, vouching for him as a first-class operator. G. F. Milliken, the manager, telegraphed to the little town in Michigan, asking Tom if he would come on and accept the position.— Torn answered yes, and without further words started for Boston. via the Michigan Central and Grand Trunk Railroads. In running through Canada he got snowed under, and was kept on the track in one spot for twenty-four hours, cold and hun gry, without a bed. As usual, he owned but one suit of clothes, and that was on his back. Unfortunately, it was a summer suit. He might have frozen to death bad he not bought an old rough roundabout overcoat from a Canuck railroad laborer. But he finally got through all right. "I was in the Boston office when he ar rived, and I must say," continued Mr. Stewart, bringing his fist down upon the table, "he was the worst looking specimen of humanity I ever saw. The modern tele graph tramp isn't a marker. Ile wore a pair of jean breechEs six inches too short for him, a pair of very low shoes, the Canuck jacket, and a broad-brimmed but ternut hat, a relic of his life in Memphis. The wide rim was badly torn, and hung down so that yon could see his ear through the opening There was a slight trace of dirt on his upper lip that he called a mus tache. His hair hadn't been combed for a week, and he wore the blackest white shirt that ever was seen* dig rick of a human being. Nervously pinching his upper lip—a habit that he had—he in quired for the manager, and was sent to Milliken. 'Are you the boss ?' Tom asked. M.l - smiled and said be was manager. Tom then introduced himself, and asked when they wanted him to go to work.— Milliken stared at him as though he couldn't believe his ears, and said, 'at half= past 5.' It was then well along in the af ternoon. Tom began to look around the office fur a clock, and Milliken said, 'Young man, you have to work a pretty heavy wire.' Tom gave what he called his mus. tache an extra twist, and with all the as surance in the world blurted out, 'All right, boss, I'll be hear at half past s.' Ile sloped so quick that it made Milliken's head swim. "The operators burst into a peal cf laughter. They had seen and heard every thing, and their remarks were anything but complimentary to Tom. 'Oh,' said one of them, 'he won't last as long as that Jer seyman ; that Jerseyman that tackled the wire the other day." Why, that fellow can't read by paper, let alone by sound,' shouted another. A third declared that Tom was 'the worst he ever saw,' and when the fourth wondered 'whether the walking between Michigan and Boston was very good,' there was a general roar. "Well," continued Stewart, "half-paat five came, and so did Tom. Everybody was on the guz-vine. Milliken was taking from the vault the supply of blanks for the night operators. As Tom came up he pointed to a pile of them, saying, 'Take what blanks you want and I will show you your table.' Tom innocently picked up the whole bundle, and followed Milliken to his table. The operators began to grin and snicker. They all thought he would get bounced after trying to catch one mes sage. It was the No. 1 wire to New York. Jerry Borst, then considered one of the fastest senders in the country, worked the New York end. As Tom seated himself be heard the call 'B,' and turning to Mil liken asked if' that was the call for Boston. 'Yes,' replied the manager, watching Tom's movements with intense curiosity. There upon Tom opened his key and ticked the answer, Il' Jerry began to whoop 'em up in his best style, and every eye was turned upon Tom. He displayed no aux • iety, but kept right along at his wprk, as though he had been taking Jerry all his life. For four mortal hours did Jerry keep it up 100 pounds to the square inch, and four mortal hours did Tom take it down in handwriting as neat and plain as reprint. For the first time in his life Jer ry had rushed it until he was tired, with out a break from the receiver. He was astounded. When he had finished the fol lowing message passed between them : From Jerry. "Who the devil are von, anyhow ?" From Tom "I'm the new man. Edison." From Jerry. "Well, by (a ripper—Rep.), you're the man I've been looking for for the last ten years, and you're the only man I ever found that could take me without a break. Shake." "And they shook. The astonishment of the boys in the office was unbounded. There was no more jibing and snickering. Everybody was Tom's friend at once. The next day Milliken picked up a sheet of Tom's manuscript, and reflectively stroked his long beard. never saw such pretty copy,' he said. 'He's as good an operator as I ever met.' " PROMISSORY notes in Kansas are not drawn so many days "after date," but "when I sell my bogs." Hvit the courage to own that you are poor, and thus disarm poverty of its sting. NO. 17. My name is Tom
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