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E4t Puts' Nobtr
`Only a Nigger Preacher."
The Rev. Ben Black, a colored Methodist min
ister at Holly Springs, proved himself a hero dur
ing the prgvalence of the yellow fever. Ile visited
white and black, and administered comfort where
ever he went, and at one time was the only min
ister present in the village to console the sick aad
assist in the burial of the dead.
Ben Back ! Well, I reckon I know him—
That Holly Springs preacher you mean ?
Y€s, he's black as old Nature could grow him
'Mongst all the black niggers ypu've seen
He wuz born on the old plantashun
An' registered thar as a slave,
But the Lord in His wise all-creashun
Put in him a heart that is brave.
He wuz out thar fightin' all evil,
An' tryin' ter save his own race
Frum out of the jaws of the devil,
By the power o' gospel and grace;
He was thar when the yaller inflicshun
Come stalkin"long over the land—
An' the hour of awful afflicshun
Showed up the true grit of 'er man !
Thar wuz then er stampede of the people,
Ez well of the po'r an the rich,
The preacher lost sight of his steeple
An' '•hie duty," an' "cross," and all sich
They flee frum ther kith an' ther kin, sir,
Ther faith warn't ez strong ez that thread,
An' only a few stayed to win, sir,
That battle 'mongst dyin' an' dead !
Old Ben never flickered a second,
Ner faltered when weary an' faint,
But wharever the stricken 'un beckon'd
He bent to his work like er. saint !
Right thar at the bed o' the whitest
He took up er merciful stand,
Or trod with er step that was lightest
When death wuz the closest at hand.
He talked of the Lord, an' his power
Ter save an' made holy the heart;
He told the weak soul not to cower
In the face of Death's pestilent dart ;
He spoke the sweet message of Heaven
Ter them that never bed heer'd it,
An' put a firm faith in them, even,
Thet know'd of the future an' feer'd.
I tell yet Chet old black preacher
Wuz worth thar his weight in pure gold,
For he foller'd the path of his Teacher
Like them 'Postlemen did of old !
I've seem many parsons in churches
A shoutin' of duty an' death,
But they left all their folks in the lurches
When of danger thar comes er first breath
I've heer'd menny high•toned sparkies
Go shoutin' round about niggers,
An' swearin' the souls of the darkies
Weren't worth enny more'n er chiggers ;
But of thar's er man in this party
With er heart in him as big as er flea,
Thet won't cheer for old Ben right hearty,
Why, then—he's got ter lick me!
Fer I say the Lord had er reason
Fer paintin' the old nigger's hide,
An' He meant him to turn up in season,
With all the world square on his side ;
An' when all in the judgment come even,
If I pass you can bet on this thing—
Thar'll be one nigger angel in heaven
I'll jine with ter praise an' ter sing.
A tlanti Constitution,
C'e *torß-Celltr.
THE FACTORY GIRL.
It was a little studio, quite at the top of
the house. Upon the easel that occupied
the post of honor in the middle of the
room, a large piece of canvas glowed with
the soft tints of a spring landscape, and
Frank Seymour stood before it, pallet in
hand, his large brown eyes dreamy with a
sort of inspiration.
In a comfortable easy chair, by the door,
sat a plump, rosy little female, in a face
cap with plenty of narrow white satin rib
bons fluttering from it, and silver-gray
poplin dress—Mrs. Seymour, in fact, our
artist's mother, who had
.;ust come up from
the very basement "to see how Frank was
getting along."
"Here, mother," said tine young man,
with an enthusiastic spackle in his eyes,
'just see the way the sunset light touches
the topmost branches of the old apple tree.
I like the brown, subdued gold of that
tint; it somehow reminds me of Grace
Teller's hair.
Mrs. Seymour moved a little uneasily in
her chair.
"Yes, it's very pretty; but it strikes me,
Frank, you are lately discovering a good
many similitudes between Miss Teller and
your pictures."
Frank laughed, good humoredly.
"Well, mother, she is pretty."
"Yes. I don't deny that she's pretty
enough!'
"Yow, mother, what's the meaning of
that ambiguous tone ?" demanded the
young artist, pleasantly. "What have you
discovered about Miss Grace Teller that
isn't charming and womanly and lovely?",
"Frank, do you know who she is ?"
"Yes, I know that she is a remarkably
pretty girl; with a voice that sounds ex
actly like the low, soft ripple of the little
rivulet where I used to play when a boy." i
"Nonsense !" said Mrs. Seymour.
"Well, then, if you are not satisfied with
my description of her as she is, would you
,ike to know what she will be ?" •
Mrs. Seymour looked puzzled.
"Mother, I think one day she will be
my wife"
"Frank ! Frank are you crazy?"
"Not that I know of," said Mr. Sey
mour, composedly, squeez . n2; a little deep
blue on his pallet out of a dainty tin tube.
and mixing it thoughtfully.
"We know so little about her," thought
Mrs. Seymour. "To be sure she is visit
ing Mary Elton, and Mary belongs to a
very good family, if she does live in half a
house and take in embroidery for a living.
But then she has no style at all compared
with Cynthia Parker, and Cynthia always
did fancy our Frank. Then, moreover,
she has five or six thousand dollars of her
own. But, dear me, a young man in love
is the most headstrong creature alive."
Mrs. Seymour mused a while longer,
and then put on her mouse-colored silk
bonnet and gray shawl, and set out upon
a tour of investigation.
"I'll find out something about Miss Tel
ler, or I'll know the reason why," thought
the indefatigable widow.
Miss Grace Teller was "at home" help
ing Mary Elton in an elaborate piece of
embroidery. The room where the two
girls sat was very plain, carpeted with the
cheapest ingrain, and curtained with very
ordinary pink and white chintz, yet it
looked snug and cheery, for the fat black
bird was chirping noisily in the window,
and a stand of mignionette and velvet
blossomed pansies gave a delightful tint to
this pretty picture of every day life.
Mary Elton was pale, thin, and not at
all pretty ; there was a tremulous sweet
ness about her mouth that seemed to whisper
that she might have been different under
different circumstances. Grace Teller was
a lovely blonde, with large blue eyes, rose
leaf skin, and hair whose luminous gold
fell over her forehead like an aureole.
As Mrs. Seymour entered, a deeper shade
of pink stole over Grace's beautiful cheek,
but otherwise she was calm and self-pos
sessed, and readily parried the old lady's
interrogatories.
"Very warm morning, this," said the
old lady, fanning herself, "Do they have
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BY SAMUEL W. SMALL,
HUNTINGDON, PA,, FRIDAY DECEMBER 20, 1878.
as warm weather where you came from,
Miss Teller ?"
"I believe it is very sultry in Factory
vine," replied Glace, composedly taking
another needleful of white bilk.
"Factoryville ? Is that your native
place ? Perhaps then you know Mr. Park
er —Cynthia I'arker's father, who is su
perintendent in the great calico mills
there ?"
"Very well, I have often seen him."
"Are you acquainted with Cynthia ?"
"No—l believe Miss Parker spends
most of her time in this city."
iThat is very true," said Mrs. Seymour,
sagely; "Cynthia says there's no society
worth having in Factoryville; Cynthia is
very genteel. But—excuse my curiosity,
Miss Teller—how did you become ac
quainted with Mr. Parker and not with
his daughter ?"
Mrs. Seymour gave a little start in her
chair—she was beginning to see through
the mystery.
"Perhaps you have something to do
with the calico factory ?"
"I have," said Grace with calm dignity.
"A factory girl !" gasped Mrs. Seymour,
growing red and white
"Is there any disgrace in the title ?"
quietly asked Grace, although her own
cheeks were dyed crimson.
"Disgrace : 0 no—certainly not; there
is no harm in earning one's living in an
honorable way," returned Mrs. Seymour,
absently. The fact was, she was thinking
in her inmost mind : "What will Frank
say ?" and anticipating the flag of triumph
she was about to wave over him.
"I do not hesitate to confess," went on
Grace, looking Mrs. Seymour full in the
eyes, "that to the calico factory I owe my
daily bread."
"Very ]audible, I'm sure," said the old
lady, growing a little uneasy under Abe
clear blue gaze, "only—there are steps and
gradations in all society, you know, and—
I am a little surprised to find you so in
timate with Miss Elton, whose family is
Mary came over to Grace's side, and
stooped to kiss her cheek.
"My dearest friend—my most precious
companion," she murmured, "I should be
quite lost without her, Mrs. Seymour."
The old lady took her leave stiffly, and
did not ask Grace to return her call, al
though she extended an invitation to
Mary, couched in the politest terms
"Frank !" she ejaculated, never once
stopping to remove her shawl or bonnet,
and bursting into her son's studio like an
express messenger of life and death news,
"who do you suppose your paragon of a
Miss Teller is ?"
"The lovliest of her sex." returned
Frank, briefly and comprehensively.
"A factory girl !" screamed the old lady
at the height of her lungs: "a factory
girl."
"Well what of.that ?"
"What of that ? Frank Seymour, you
never mean to say that you would have
anything to say to a common factory girl !"
"I should pronounce her a very un
common factory girl," said the young man
with an agravatin g calmness.
"Frank, don't jest with me," pleaded
the poor little mother with tears in her
eyes. "Tell me at once that you will give
up this fancy for a girl that is in no way
your equal."
"Nc—she is in no respect my equal,"
returned Frank, with reddening cheek and
sparkling eye, "but it is because she is in
every respect my superior. Grace Teller
is one of the noblest women that ever
breathed this terrestial air, as well as one
of the most beautiful. Mother, I love her,
and she has promised to be my wife."
Mrs. Seymour sat down, limp lifeless
and despairing.
"Frank ! Frank ! I never thought to
see my son marry a common factory girl."
And then the torrnet of tears came to
her relief, while Frank went on quietly
touching up thescarlet foliage of a splend
id old maple in the foreground of the
picture.
* * *
"So you are determined to marry me,
Frank, in spite-of everything."
Grace Teller had been crying—the dew
yet on her eye-lashes, and the unnatural
crimson on her cheeks, as Frank Seymour
came in, and Mary Elton considerately
slipped out "to look for a missing pattern."
"I should think so," said Frank, look
ing admiringly down on the gold head
that was stooping among the pansies.
"But your mother thinks me far below
you in social position."
"Social position beignored. What
do I care for social position, as long as my
little Grace sunshine has consented to
make the sunshine of my own home."
"Yes, but, Frank—"
' , Well, but, Grace ?"
"Do you really love me ?"
For an answer he took both the fair del
icate little hands in his and looked steadily
into her eyes.
"Frank," said Grace, demurely, "I'm
afraid you will make a dreadfully strong
obstinate sort of a husband."
"I shouldn't wonder, Gracie."
And so the gold twilight faded into
purple softer than the shadow of eastern
omethysts and the stars came out one by
one, and still Mary Elton did'nt succeed
in finding the pattern.
* * * * * *
Mrs. Seymour was the first guest to ar
rive at Mrs. Randall's select soiree on
the first Wednesday in July ; the fact was
she wanted a chance to confide her griefs
to Mrs. Randall's sympathetic -ear.
.Trying*Yes, of course I've been cry
ing Mrs. Randall; I've done nothing but
cry for a week."
"Mercy on us !" said Mrs. Randall,
elevating her kid gloved hands, "what is
the matter? I hope Frank isn't in any sort
of trouble ?"
"My dear," said the old lady in myste
rious whispers, "Frank has bean entrapped,
inveigled into the most dreadful entangle
ment. Did you ever fancy that he, the
most fastidious and particular of created
beings, could be resolutely determined on
marrying—a factory girl ?"
M's. Randall uttered an exclamation of
horrified surprise, and abithe same moment
a party of guests were announced, among
whom was Miss Grace Teller, looking
rather more lovely than usual.
"Well," thought Mrs. Seymour, as her
hostess hurried away to welcome the new
corners, 'will wonders never cease ?' Grace
Teller at Mrs. Randall's soiree ! But I
suppose it's all on account of Mary Elton's
uncle the Judge. Here comes Mr. Par
der and Cynthia ; dear me, what a euri
' ous mixture American society is; how
they will be shocked at meeting Grace
Teller.
Involuntarily she advanced a step or
two to witness the meeting. Mr. Parker
looked quite as much astonished as she
had expected, but somehow it was not the
kind of astonishment that was on the pro
gramme.
"Miss Grace you here! Why, when did
you come from Factoryville ?"
"You are acquainted with Miss Teller?"
asked Mrs. Randall, in some surprise.
"Quite well; in fact I have had the
management of her property for some
years Miss Teller is the young lady who
owns the extensive calico factories, from
which our village takes its name."
"Dear me," ejaculated Mrs. Seymour,
turning pale and sinking down on a divan
near her. "Why. they say the heiress of
the old gentleman who owned the Factory
ville property is the tidiest girl in the
coun try "
"Grace," said Frank, gravely and al
most sternly, "what does this mean ?"
The blue eyes filled with tears as she,
clung closer to his arm.
"lcan't help owning the calico facto
ries, Frank. Don't you love me just as
well as if I didn't ?''
"My little deceiver. But why didn't you
tell me?"
"Why should I tell you, Frank ?" It
was so nice to leave the heiress behind and
be plain Grace Teller for a while. And
when I saw how opposed your mother was
to our engagement a spark of woman's
willfulness rose up within me, and I re
solved I would maintain my incogaita,
come what might. •`Mrs. Seymour," she
added, turning archly around and holding
out her hand to the discomfitted old lady,
"didn't I tell you that I owed my daily
bread to the factory ?"
And poor Mrs. Seymour, for once in
her life, was at a loss for an answer.
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A Good Boy Rewarded.
A good boy of twelve having a tear in
his eye and a lump in his throat, shied in
very quietly and informed Bijah that he
had a composition to write for school, but
no one would lend him a helping hand.
His father hadn't time, his mother was
sick, and his big sister couldn't even write
a love-letter.
"A composition on 'Machinery,' is it ?"
observed Bijah as he reached for his pen.
"My sou, I've written millions of composi
tions, and I'll help you out with the
greatest of pleasure. I will now begin :
"There are several kinds of machinery,
one of which is a wind-mill. If it wasn't
for the wind-mill the world would soon re•
turn to barbarism. A boot jack cannot be
classified as machinery, because it has no
escape-valve. The same can be said of an
extension table. Among the greatest in
ventions in machinery may be classed the
engine, locomotive, saw mill, eider press,
buck saw, hair-brush and hand organ. If
it wasn't for machinery we'd all have to
walk around with our hands in our pock
ets, and the price of admission to the cir
cus would be a dollar and a half. We
must all give credit to inventors. We
,must speak kind words to them, never
steal their wood-pil6s, and if they die we
must feel very sad. This is all about
machinery, except that the man who in
vented the horseradish grater never re
ceived half praise enough. Good by—
love to all."
"It'll beat the stockings off'n any com
position ever read in our school !" he
chuckled, as he received it.
"I—l flatter myself it will," replied
Bijab, as he stroked his chin in a self
satisfied way, "and I hope that the moral
that runs all through it, and sticks out in
every chapter, will have a good effect on
teachers and scholars. Good by, my on
—remember that the good boy is always
rewarded."—Detroit Free Press.
How to Tell a Gentleman.
You should never judge by appearances
The other day a little weazen faced man,
wearing a suit of clothes worth about three
dollars and a half, went into one of the big
hotels and registered himself from Texas,
asked for a room, and if breakfast was on
the table.
The Olympian clerk gazed at him scorn
'ally for a moment and languidly said :
.Any baggage ?"
"No:"
"In that eve," said the clerk, "the
rules of the house compel me to insist on
the payment in advance."
"Very well," said the guest, hesita
tingly, "take two days' board out of this,"
and from a wad of greenbacks as big as
his arm, produced a $lOO note.
"I beg your pardon," stammered the
abashed clerk ; "but we are so often taken
in, and your face being unfamiliar to me,
"No offe,nce," cheerily responded the
guest, "business is business, and rules are
rules. It does look a little odd to be with
out baggage; but us cattle dealers ain't
.much on style, and—"
"That's all right, Colonel," said the
clerk. "Put up your money; we know a
gentleman when we see him. Show the
gentleman up to 156. Call for the best
in the house General."
The old man stowed away an ample
breakfast; got the cleark to give him
small bills for a fifty ; inquired where
Coolbach, the banker, had his office; asked
when they bad dinner ; desired the clerk
to tell Mr. Farwell if he called, that he
would be back at two o'clock, and then
went, and has not been seen since.
The clerk subsequently discovered that
the fifty dollar bill was bad, and the sad
event has cast a shadow over the hotel
office.
IIE was an artist, and he was sparking
the daughter of a retired sea captain.
Whi.e he was whispering sweet nothings
in his sweetheart's ear in the dimly
lighted parlor, he was paralyzed by the
voice of the ancient mariner in the other
room : "Cast off that painter !" But she
explained that her father was only dream
ing that he was on the sea again, and the
engagement proceeded.
You may break, you may shatter the
vase, if you will, "but the frightful kera.
mics pasted on by women folks will stick
to it still."
ALL the postage stamps arc gummed by
eight girls. Same of 'em put better sticks
in 'em than others, says one funny man.
"1 WONDER what makes my eyes so
weak," said a sot to a gentleman. "They
are in a weak place," responded the latter.
CAN we manage four in hand ? asks
"Whip." Certainly we can, if they are
four aces.
A MEDICAL record says that surf bathers
should stick cotton in their ears.
ICE is companionable. If left to itself
on the sidewalk it will go away.
A Wandering Typo.
A PRINTER'S ROMANTIC CAREER-HAIR
BREADTH ESCAPES BY LAND AND SEA
STARTS A PAPER IN JERITSAAEM, AND
WEDS A PERSIAN LADY.
Little over a year ago a short notice was
published in the St. uis papers of the
arrival and strange career of a wandering
"typo" named Isaac Smith, or, as he was
frequently called by his brother composi
tors, Ike Smith. At that time he was
staying at the Friendly Inn, 1221 Broad
way. His restless, erratic nature, how
ever, did not permit him to remain long in
this city, and he as suddenly disappeared
from St. Louis as he appeared in it. Since
then Ike has wandered to the golden slope
of the Pacific, taking in on his route Den
ver, Salt Lake City, Omaha, Deadwood,
Carson City and San Francisco, gaining
his precarious livelihood at this office or
that in the various towns he passed through
during his meanderings. Last week Ike
unexpectedly turned up in his old haunts
in this city on the look out for a job. He
looked very dilapidated and battered and
his gray beard was unkept and unshaven.
Ile is now about sixty-five years of
but is still tolerably hale and hearty. One
day last week he did some type setting for
the "Evening Post," and managed to set
up between 5,000 and 6,000 ems.
A "Post" reporter yesterday met the old
fellow, who was smoking a short clay pipe,
and knowing his affection for "Bourbon,"
invited him to take a drink, when he gave
him a short account of his wanderings.—
He was born in 1812, in Muskingum
county, in the neighborhood of Zanesville,
Ohio. When a boy he went to Indian
apolis, where he beca72,-;
A PRINTER'S DEVIL
and learned to set type, and has followed
the occupation of a printer ever since. He
must have had an extraordinary passion
for travelling, fur when he had one:
learned his trade he seldom remained
twelve months in one place. In 1830,
when eighteen years of age, he left Indian
apolis, and spent the next ten years of his
life wandering through the various States
of the Union, and visiting nearly every
city of any size. In 1840 he worked his
way as a deck hand on a sailing vessel to
Liverpool and began touring in the United
Kingdom. He always managed to earn a
tolerable existence by his type setting
After passing nearly eight years in En
gland, Scotland and Ireland, he crossed
the Straits of Dover, and stayed a couple
of years at Paris, where he witnessed the
coup d'etat of Napoleon. Thence ho
traveled through Switzerland, Spain and
Italy, crossed the Alps into Austria, and
went to Berlin. At the break out of the
last Polish insurrection he was still in
that city, and becoming affiliated to a secret
order of Republicans, he, with some fifty
men, crossed the Prusian boundary of Posen
into Russian Potland. Here he followed
the fortunes of Gen. Rogulski in many a
scrimmage with the Russians, but was un
fortunately taken prisoner and sent to
Siberia. His sufferings en route to that
desolate country he described as intense.
Arrived there he was kept at work in the
Tobolsk district; but was so far favored as
to escape being sent to the mines. After
two years' severe hardship he managed to
escape from the Russian Territory with a
friendly party of Kurds, whose wanderings
across the desert he shared until they
reached Persia, where he remained for
three years, and received an official ap
pointment from the Shah as a kind of
State's Printer. He
MARRIED A PERSIAN LADY
of distinction during his second year's res
idence amongst the polite Persians, but
she died in childbirth. He then conceived
a dislike for Persia, although his position
there was the best he had ever enjoyed,
and he quietly made preparations to leave
it. He joined a caravan of Persian mer
chants who were en route to Bombay, and
in their company traveled the turbulent
country of Afghanistan, reaching British
India in safety. From Bombay he crossed
India to Calcutta, where he followed his
occupation as a type setter for some months,
after which his love of adventure induced
him to ship to Port Louis, in the Mauri
tius. This island soon grew distasteful to
him, and so he worked his way before the
mast to the Cape of Good Hope and passed
some time amongst the Dutch Boors He
crossed the Keppi region to Natal. From
Natal he took passage in an Arab felucca
to Zanzibar, and then te Abyssinia. In
the latter country he at first did very well,
until King Theodore imprisoned all the
Europeans, and he remained in durance
vile until the English expedition under
Napier stormed Magdala, killed Theodore
and released the prisoners. Egypt was
the next country visited by this restless
individual, and here he engaged in the oc
cupation of horse breeding on the banks
of the Nile. This, however, did not pan
out very well, but he made some money.
A remarkable idea now took possession of
him ; he determined to publish a
SEMI-WEEKLY PAPER IN JERUSALEM,
He thought the numerous European
visitors to the Holy City would be sufficient
to make the enterprise a lucrative one.—
He accordingly departed for Jerusalem
and issued his paper, which was published
half in English and half in French. For
one month he publishes: this journal.
which he called "The Holy City Times,"
but then his funds gave out. Ike claims
to be the only compositor who set type in
Jerusalem. His next adventure was to
join a company of Turks on a pilgrimage
to Mecca, where he saw El Kaaba, or the
Holy Cave. One of these devout Turks
took a great fancy to Ike and induced him
to return with him to Constantinople. In
Stamboul he remained tbr eighteen months
working as a printer.
He afterwards made a tour of Greece,
returning to Constantinople, where he re
mained a few months longer, after which
he crossed the Balkans, wandered through
Roumania, and going into Southern Rus
sia as far as Odessa. From Odessa he
again shipped before the mast to London,
where he settled down for three or four
years, finally
RETURNING TO AMERICA
in 1872. He got employment in New
York on the "Herald," but his wandering
propensities would not permit him to settle
down permanently. Without relatives or
friends, he resumed his journeys through
the States, and Ike is well known to the
composing rooms of most newspapers in
the country. His course is up and down
to and fro on the face of the earth, and
Ike will probably spend the remainder of
his days in the same erratic, never resting
manner. Every now and then he turns
up unexpectedly in his old haunts, and just
as unexpectedly disappears. How long he
will remain in the Future Great is prob
lematical, and, in fact, by the time this is
printed he may be gone.—St. Louis Post.
The Cry of the Maiden Shareholders.
The Edinburg Scotsman puplishes the following
"Cry of the Maiden Shareholders" in the broken
Glasgow Dank, from the pen of WALTER SMITH
Pity us, God ! There are five of us here,
With three-score years on the youngest head,
Five of us sitting in sorrow and fear—
Well for our widowed one she is dead.
Day and night sitting, we've not laid a head
Down on a pillow this week now and more ;
Trembling has seized on us, shrinking and dread,
To hear the bell ring or be seen out of door.
Pity us, pity, 0 God!
Pity us, God ! When our father died
His mind was at ease, for he left us shares
And a roof o'er our heads, too; and side by side,
Happy and loving, we faced life's cares.
Then we were young, and now feeble and old,
But we never wronged any, as far as we knew,
And we tried to do right with our silver and gold,
And the poor had their portion, the Church had
its due.
Pity us, pity, 0 God!
Pity us, God! We would work if we could,
But suppler.fingers must stitch and hem ;
And who would give us our morsel of food,
Though we spun and knitted all day for them ?
We never knew work, but to keep ourselves neat;
And never knew want, but our wants are small,
And there's bread in the house yet, if we could
eat,
But the sickness of sorrow is mixed with it all.
Pity us, pity, 0 God!
Pity us, God ! Must our little things go ?
All—even our mother's things cherished with
care ?
Must we leave the old home--the one home that
we knew ?
But not for the poor-house--0 surely not there ?
Could they not wait a while ? We will not keep
them long;
We could live on so little, too, cheerful and brave;
But to leave the old house, where old memories
throng,
For the poor-house ! 0 rather the peace of the
grave!
Pity us, pity, 0 God!
Pity us, God! As for them who have wrought
All this sad ruin so wide and deep,
0 how could they do it, and know it not?
How could they know, and think or sleep ?
But we would not, one of us, change this day
Our lot for theirs, for our hands are clean ;
And the bankrupt soul has a darker way
Than the way of the honest poor ever hath been.
Pity us, pity, 0 God !
Fluctuations of Gold.
THE STORY FROM 1862 WHEN GOLD BE
GAN TO RISE IN VALUE UP TO THE
PRESENT TIME-AN INTERESTING HIS-
TORY
Gold is down so nearly to par that the
occupation of the broker is gone and the
gold room of New York is deserted. Gold
has had a fluctuating career during the
last decade. The first day's transactions
in the New York Gold Exchange were at
103. They were made on Jan. 3, 1862.
Then the premium fell off to 102 f on the
16th and 1011 on the 18th, reaching 104
on the 12th of February on adverse rumors
from the army, then wintering near Wash
ington. In March it struck 101 several
times, and in April the highest quotation
was 102. In May it was 101; in June
108 and in July 120. Adverse news from
the army caused the advance. In Sep
tember it advanced to 124. and in October
to 133 January 13th, 1863, it advanced
to 148. Ten days afterward there was an
advance to 150, and the highest price on
the 31st of January, 1863, was 160. The
greatest fluctuation in any one day
was five per cent. Late in,February there
was bad news from the west and other
points, and 171/ to 172 t closed up the
month. In March, the Eastern army being
in motion, and a successful cavalry raid
having been reported, the price ranged
from 150 to 168, with the advantage in
favor of the highest figures. The pre
mium afterward fell in this month as low
as 104, but on the 31st it touched 150.
In April, May and June there were no
eventful movements, but in July there
was a drop to 125/, and Agust, 1863, saw
gold down to 122/. From that time out
for the rest of 1863 the premium ranged
from 140 to 152, but the fluctuations
were frequent.
In May, 1864, the price was 176 and
177. In June it ran from 194 to 250.
In July, 1864, the premium - advanced
from 250—making a jump of 28 per cent.
in the first day—to 280. Then there were
several victories, and the highest and low
est prices on the 20th of July, 1864, were
253 and 258. On the 11th the price went
to 285, on unfavorable news from the
South, being the highest price on record.
In August, 1864, gold declined from
259 to 231 (not to touch the fractions),
and in September of the same year the
premium fell to 191. October, 1864,
closed at 227/, having once showed a quo
tation of 189, but in November, on the
uncertainty of Southern events, the price
was run up to 253, although it closed at
238. On one day the fluctuation from the
highest to the lowest was 14/ per cent.
January 1865, opened at 226 and 228
and closed at 202 ®2ll, but on the 20th
201®207 were the quotations, and after
that the range was from 198 to 220, the
latter being on the 28th. From February,
1865, gold fell. From 233 on the 4th of
January, there was a dedine to 146 on
the last of Apil. The day of the assassin
nation of President Lincoln was a dies non
for the gold room ; the next day was a
holiday, but when business opened again
on the 17th the price went up from 1461
to 148®153. Subsequently the alarm
caused by the assassination subsided, and
there was a slight decline. In May 128
was touched, and thenceforward there was a
gradual advance to 148. The year closed
at 144®145. In April, 1866, the pre•
mium had fallen to 125, and in May it
advanced to 140. June, 1866, was a
month of big fluctuations. on account of
the Fenian raid on Canada, and the spec
ulators' pretended fears of a war with
England. On the 15th the highest and
lowest prices were 149/ and 1471, on the
16th they were 160 and 1541, and on the
18th (the intervening day being Sun
day) they were 1671 and 1551. The
fright soon subsided, however, and a de
cline to 131 closed the year. In 1867 the
lowest price was 132, in January, and the
highest was 146, in October, and the year
closed at 133 f. The year 1867 showed
fluctuations from 147, August, to 134, in
December, and 1869 was the panic year.
From January to April the fluctuations
were slight but in May there was a rise
from 134 to 144, which was lost before
Black Friday. On the 23d of September
there were signs of a coming storm. It
was known that the Jay Gould and Fisk
clique were resolved to hoist the premium,
and nobody knew what would be the ac•
tion of the Secretary of the Treasury.
Gold sold at 141®1441 in the gold room,
but at the hotels sales were made at 145.
and even, it was said, at 150. On Black
Friday the storm broke, and before noon
the price had been run up to 162/. Bro
kers became madmen, and bowled and
yelled and jostled like wild beasts. One
man lost his mind and fortune together,
and was led away from the noisy scene a
maniac. "Will the Secretary of the Treas
ury sell gold ?" was anxiously asked on all
sides, and throngs beseiged the Sub-Treas
uryl to get early news of his action. At
1 noon it came, Gem Butterfield was in-
structed to bell $4,000,000 of gold and buy
$4,000,000 of bonds. In less time than it
takes to write the words, the news was
known in the gold room, where the pool
brokers were offering 162/ and 165 (the
latter figure was offered but not recorded),
and there was a general rush to sell.
At the close of business the dial showed
133, and the brokers retired to their
offices to count up their gains or mourn
their losses. Some of the heaviest houses
in thd street had been ruined, and those
that had gained millions by the breaking
of the pool had no assurance that they
might ever be paid. The Gold Exchange
Bank could not make the immense clear
ances of the two days, and had to be put
into the hands of a receiver. The gold
room was closed for nearly a week, and
none of the brokers knew how they stood.
Failure followed failure in rapid succes
sion, and business outside of Wall street
received a stunning blow.
The French war in 1870, combined
with commercial causes, sent the premium
up from 111 in April to 122 f in July,
but in 1871 and 1872 it ranged between
108 and 115. In 1873 there was an ad
vance to 118, followed, after the Jay
Cooke panic, by a decline to 109. The
highest price in 1874 was 114$, and the
lowest 109. For the past four years the
decline has been slow but generally steady.
Our Washington Letter.
WASHINGTON, D. C., Dec. 11, 1878.
Mr. Blaine's resolution of inquiry into
Southern bulldozing presented on the first,
day of the session, and Fernando Woods
gratuitous and ill-timed assault upon the
President's reference to the same subject,
have cast gloom upon the unfortunate
Democrats once more. It was their policy
to prevent all discussion of their transac
tions in the South, having enough already
to shoulder in the cipher despatches and
other.disagreeable affairs. What was their
astonishment, therefore, when Wood invi
ted the firebrand on the first day of the ses
sion, thus illustrating what Mr. Lincoln
said he relied upon for success in politics,
the unvarying stupidity of the Democratic
party. Both Houses will now probably
investigate in its own way the outrages in
South Carolina and elsewhere.
The caucus of Republican Senators took
a stalwart turn, decidedly. It voted to
push Senator Blaine's resolution for inves
tigation, and then added a proposition to
reduce the representation of the South in
Congress and in the electoral college just
in proportion to the disfranchisement
which the Democrats forced. This is in
accord with the Constitutional amendments.
The committee appointed to shape and en
force the policy of the caucus is as follows :
Senators Blaine, Edmunds, Dawes, Christ
ianey and Howe. The programme is fur
Mr. Blaine to call up his resolution, have
it amended as above, and make a short
speech upon it. Senator Edmunds and
others will follow in the same line. That
the Democrats will be forced to make a
defensive and weak fight is very true, but
who will come to their rescue is not s
clear, although it is said Ben Hill is ready
to eat fire again. The debate will be a
very interesting and able one and may
have grave political results—for the Detu•
ocratic party.
Of course not much business has yet
been transacted, the session having con
tinned only four days. The House passed
two appropriation bills, those f - tr West
Point and fortifications, and several others
are ready for action. But these are most
ly unimportant and they are rushed thro'
to give an impression that the Democratic
House is a business body. This bubble
will be pricked when the session draws to
a close and the buncombe economy of the
party managers is exposed to view. It has
come to be pretty widely known now, and
will not help the Democratic party in fu
ture, that its paring down is chiefly tor
the purpose of embarrassing the Govern
ment, and only little for economy. The
Senate has not, of course, got at any of the
appropriations. The only important meas
ure it has had under consideration is the
Texas Pacific R. R. aid bill, in favor of
which Stanley Mathews made the only set
speech yet made in either House. The
bill will come up for action in a few days.
and since the corrupt and oppressive trans
actions of the present Paeifia R. R., rat) •
nopoly have disgusted the country and the
Government, the friends of this Southern
line are confident of success. Mr. Math -
ews argued strongly for it as a free and
competing highway, which would be a great
relief' to trade and efficient aid to the trat,s
action of public business. Now Or
leans commercial convention sends a dele
gation here to urge the adoption of this
measure.
Secretary Schurz, several Indian Com
missioners and ether officials in that ser
vice have been testifying before the Indian
Committee against the transfer of the In
dian Bureau to the War Department. One
of their chief arguments is that the Indi•
acs do not like the military service and
are averse to the change. This opposition
is quite natural on the part of th•»e tribes
that habitually make war upon the border
settlements when the military are absent,
but it is not universal. Some of the Endi
an tribes will testify just as emphatically
against the present Indian service as not,
serving them fairly and honestly, but thi4
should have little influence. The question
is whether the Government and the Indi
ans on the whole would be best served un •
der the present management or under the
War Department, and all should hop f)r
a just and impartial conclusion.
Postmaster General Key says that unless
the Democratic House is more lib,ral in ita
appropriations, he will have to curtail the
postal facilities. The desire to make po
litical capital, in other words, threatens to
cripple the business of the country
VOLUNTEER.
A YOUNG man sat tip half an hour one
night after his chum bad gone to bed,
sewing the legs of the innocent sleeper's
trowsers together. He sewed them strong,
and laughed long and silently after he
went to bed, as he pictured the scene in
the morning. When the morning dawned
he arose with a glow of anticipaii4n in his
face, and as it slowly faded away he sat
down upon the side of the bed, and deject
edly out open the bottom of his own care
fully sewed trowser legs, and when his
unsuspecting chum asked him what he
was doing, he sighed and said, sadly, "Oh
nothing." And he wearily thought how
full of meanness was this tow, deceiving
old world.
IN a suburban school a teacher gave out
the word "paalter" to a class in spelling.
It was a "poser" to all till it reached the
foot of the class, when a curly-beadei little
fellow spelt it correctly, and, bet)* asked
to define it, shouted out, "More salt."
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