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our God who spoke by him, for lie touched
the hearts even of the rebellions, so that
they murmured and complained no more.
And when at last he proclaimed to the
multitude that no erring man, but the Lord
God himielt, would be our captain; when
ho described the beauty of the promised
land, whose gates he would open be
fore us and where we should dwell
as free and happy men, released
from all bondage, owing no obedi
ence to any but to the God of our fathers and
those whom we may choose for our leaders,
it was as though every man there was drunk
with new wine, and as if the way that lay
before them, instead of a barren track across
the desert into the unknown, led to a great
feast spread for -them by the Most High
Himself. 2ay, and even those who bad sot
heard Aaron's" words were likewise filled
with marvelous confidence, and men and
women were all more cheerful and noisy
than their wont at the harvest feast, for all
hearts overflowed with pure thankfulness.
It even seized the old folks. Old Elishania,
the father of IT un, who is 100 years old, and
as you know has long sat bent and silent in
his seat, rose np witli a light in his eyes
and spoke fiery words. The spirit of the
Ijord had come upon him as upon us all.
j"I felt myself quite young again in body
and soul, and as I passed by the carts
which were made ready lor their departing
1 saw Elishcba with 'her babe in a litter,
and she looked as happy as on the day of
her marriage, and pressed her infant to her
heart and blessed his lot in growing np in
the Promised Land and free. And her hus
band, Deuel, who had blasphemed the loud
est, swung his staff and kissed his wife and
child with tears of joy in his eyes, and
shouted lor joy like a vintager at the press
ing when jars and wine skins are too small
to hold the blessing. The old woman, too.
Graveyard Keziah, who had torn herself
away "irom the tombs of her race, sat with
other feeble folk in a chariot, and waved
her veil and joined in the hymn of praise
which Elkanah and Abiasaph, the sons of
Korah, had begun. And thus they set
forth. "We who were left behind fell into
each other's arms, and knew not whether
the tears we shed flowed from our eyes for
grief or for overjoy at seeing the multitude
of those we loved so glad and fall of hope.
Thus it came to pass.
"Pitch torches were carried in front of the
multitude, seeming to light it np more
brightly than the great blaze of lamps which
the Egyptians light up at the gates of the
temple to Xeith, and it was not till they
were swallowed up in the darkness that we
set forth, so as not to keep Aser too long
behind the rest. As we made our way
through the night the streets were full of
the mourning cry of the citizens, hut we
sang softly the hymn of the sons of Koran
and great joy and peace fell upon us, for we
knew that the Lord our God would keep and
lead His people."
Here the old man ceased, but his wife and
the girl, who had hearkened to him with
eager eyes, drew closer to each other, and
without any word between them they both
together began the hymn of praise, and the
old woman's thin voice mingled with
pathetic fervor with the harsh tones of the
girl, ennobled as they were by lofty enthusi
asm. Joshua felt that it would be wicked to
break in on this overflow ot full hearts, but
the old man presently bade them cease and
looked up at his master's first bora son with
anxious inquiry in his grave features.
Had Joshua understood?
Had he made it plain to this warrior who
served Pharaoh how that the Lord God him
self had ruled the souls of His people at
Was he so lallen away from his own na
tion and their Goa, so "led away by the
Egyptians, that he would dare to defy the
wishes and commands of his own father ?
"Was he, in whom they had set the high
est hopes, a deserter and lost to his own peo
ple? To these questions he might have no an
swer in words; but when Joshua took his
horny old hand between his own and shook
it as that of a friend, when he bade him
farewell, his eyes glistening with moisture,
and murmured, "Yon shall hear of me 1"
he felt that this was enough, and overcome
by vehement joy he kissed the soldier's arm
and clothing again and again.
TO BE COlfTIXUED XEXT SUNDAY. 1
A TEST OF STEAM POWER.
Jin Apprentice Surprised by the Supposed
Brsnlt of Ills Experiment.
A tinker's apprentice, who was of an in
quiring turn of mind, was wont to improve
the time which his master spent each day in
an after-dinner nap, iu making experiments
of his own. One day he thought to test the
power of steam, and so filling the tea kettle
partly tull of water, he riveted the cover on
tight and strong, and after plugging the
nose with a cork stopple, placed a pane of
glass in range and bnilt a good fire, expect
ing to see the stopple pop out with sufficient
force to break the glass. But things didn't
woikjustashe planned. The stopple be
came swollen by the.steam and did not pop,
and the confined steam sought for liberty
by blowing the kettle in pieces, breaking
the glass, and making sad havoc about the
Jurt then the youth thought of the tinker
who had been sleeping in the loft overhead
and glanced upward. JVow the apprentice
did not know that the gentleman wore a
wig, and when he saw him surveying the
ruins from aloft with not a hair on his head,
the culprit thought he had blown it all off,
and finished up his experiment by iainting
THE BLESSINGS OP LABOK.
Why We Should Take Off Onr Hull In
Ilonor ot Mother Eve.
XI ta California.
The human race has been saved Dy hav
ing to work. It digged its way out of its
primeval pit by work. When it discovered
its nakedness and had to be clothed, it
worked for its raiment; when it appre
ciated the responsibilities of fatherhood to
be the feeding and rearing of the young, it
worked under the implnse of an affection
that was refined abovejthe instincts of the
brute. The relation ot husband and wife
was made possible and proper only by the
willingness to work that it might gather to
it the necessaries of existence and finally be
adorned by the promptings of intellectual as
well as physical wants.
If Mother Eve is responsible for all this
we lift our hat to her and offer the sincerest
respect to her great memory. She did more
tor mankind than Adam and ail of his male
A. One Dead.
I love thee as we love the loved who die,
Blessing those dajs in which thy life had part,
Forgiving thee their after-ache and smart,
Forgetfnl of tby faults and frailty.
Excusing in my thoughts what still must lie
In mystery. Knowing, the while, no art
Of fate, of time can win my constant heart
One answeiing thought from thine, one faint
The agonizing, hopeless, last farewell
Sobbed from my soul was wailed above the
As such, thou art forgiven, and the spell
Of love idealizing round thee shed,
All memories unhallowed to dispel,
Till passion from my thoughts of thee hath
fled. Cora Dam in Inter Ocean.
It A.Ionl.he the Indiana.
Christian Union. ..
H. once told me how a party of Indians,
fresh from the wilds, greeted their first view
of a locomotive. They made no comment,
nd didn't even get up off the ground to ex
amine it. But when a lineman walked up
a telegraph pele, like 'a woodpecker np a
maple, tbey fell into paroxysms of enthusi
asm. 8imply one thing was within the
range of their astonishment, and the other
A Learned aian'i Mistake.
Sersntoa Truth. ,
Edwin Arnold ii a great correspondent as
well as a famous poet In one of his recent
letters to the London Telegraph he located
Philadelphia In New Jersey. This, we
presume, most be accepted as a poetic li-
HOW COTTON GROWS.
Some Facts Abont the Procedure on
. a Southern Plantation.
PREPARING THE LAUD FOR SEED.
-Picturesque Scenes During the Cotton
TEE KATIOXV YAST COTTON FIELD
muruj ron thi cisrATcn.1
Enter one of the great drygoods empori
ums of the city of Pittsburg and one be
holds immense stacks of beautiful prints in
every shade and pattern, snow-white bolts of
bleaching, brown domestics and sheetings of
every width np to twelve quarters. To the
visitor these goods, in their present com
plete and finished state, are not at all sug
gestive of the various transformations they
have undergone from the time the tiny seed
of the cotton plant were sown in the sunny
fields of the South until the finished fabrio
is nlaced in the salesrooms in the Northern
With the very beginning of the new year,
if the weather is pleasant, the labor on the
plantation begins. The Christmas holidays
last until Epiphany, or, as the darkies call
it. '"Old Christmas." alter which fun and
frolic ceases, hunting parties are hard to get
together and shooting matches are thingsaof
the past. Only the young people keep up
the festivities with an occasional party dur
ing the long winter evenings at some neigh
boring farm house, while the "older heads"
sit by the huge log fires and, between whin's
at long-stem pipes and mugs of beaded
cider, seriously discuss their plans for the
successful cultivation of another cotton crop.
First to be considered is the "compost," or
fertilizer. To prepare this great piles, often
containing thousands of loads of rich earth,
swamp muck or woods mold are collected.
This constitutes the absorbent to which an
active principle in the form of lime, stable
manure, or the seed from the last year's
crop of cotton, is added. Somn planters use
all three as different fields require, besides
commercial fertilizers. While part of the
help are thus engaged others are removing
the old growth ot cotton stalks and
running the plows. During bad weather,
i. e., weather unfit for plowing and hauling,
fences are repaired, gates strengthened,
wood cut, lightwood collected, farming im
plements gotten ready, logs rolled and
burned, new land grubbed, young mules
broken in, and the thousand and one odd
jobs about a plantation looked after.
For two months or more the work goes
steadily on, then begin "laying off" the
rows and distributing the manure, which is
covered with one furrow of the turning plow
as fast as distributed. When all themanure
is spread the ether furrows are thrown
upon it, forming a finely prepared bed three
leet and three inches wide all ready for the
reception of the cotton seed. Between the
20th of April and the 10th of Hay the seed
are sown. This is done with a "planter"
drawn by one mule along the center of the
prepared bed, opening the drill, evenly de
positing the seed therein and nicely cover
ing them at one operation leaving the bed
flat and smooth. Each "row" is thus
treated, and when the field is finished it has
the appearance ot a nicely rolled garden. In
ten days, with a shower of rain, the cotton
will be up "from end to end."
Sow for "chopping out" and securing a
"stand," which is the most important part
of the work. Every "hand" that can be
mustered is put to work, and the plantation
presents a scene of great activity, for the
sooner this is accomplished the better for the
crop. Plows go ahead and "scrape off" one
side of each row; after every plow fallow ten
eood "choppers" with sharp steel hoes
block! ng.out the young plants to 14 inches
apart, two to a hill. After the ten choppers
come immediately two plows throwing the
dirt back to the cotton. Every row
"chopped" dnring the day must have the
dirt thrown back to it before the sun goes
down. If not, the next day may be rainy
and the work is much more difficult hence
this rule. Ten good hands will "chop" ten
acres per day, so in ten days they will go over
100 acres. Many planters work 0 of these
bands, so vast fields are soon gone over and
given the first working. This "first work
ing" over, satisiactonly, and the planter
feels his crop comparatively safe. The
same operation, however, must be repeated
every ten days during the season, though
each time there s less work for the hoes
the ploughing often being all that is neces
sary until the "laying by" of the crop the
last of July.
To no class of agriculturalists is the old
"He who by the plow would thrive.
Himself must either hold or drive,
more applicable than to the cotton planter.
To succeed he must indeed be a "hustler."
Of all crops the cotton crop is the most
capricious. Like Fortune, it is very un
certain. And Ceres undoubtedly
fails to give it the attention she
does other crops thereby requiring
greater exertion on the part of man. It
seems to meet with innumerable set backs,
and often when the hopes of the planter are
brightest, a few days' unfavorable weather
will almost blast his prospects. It is. a very
tender plant and easily injured. The cold,
the wet, the red ants, the boll worm, the
army worm, and the caterpillars are a few
oi its enemies. It thrives best in hot, dry
weather when every other plant is parched
and withering it remains green and flourish
ing. When the land is in a high state of culti
vation and the seasons are propitious, it is
the most beautiful of crops. Nothing in
agriculture is lovelier than a field of luxu
riant cotton in full bloom. The blossoms
begin to appear about the middle of June
(in the Gul't States earlier), and continue tp
open until frost. August and September are
particularly .lavish with the blossoms and
send them torth by untold millions every
morning. The bloom is very short lived
The first day it bursts forth a delicate
creamy white, the next morning it has
changed to a beautirul red, the third, it
falls to the ground, and the tiny boll, con
taining the cotton, is seen. But the fallen
flowers are not missed, for before the red
ones drop irom the parent stem other white
ones have opened on different parts of the
plant so the field continues to present its
wealth of color. Take a piece of green vel
vet and paint it full of bell-shaped white
and red flowers and you will have a minia
ture cotton field.
OUE COTTON FIELD.
The cotton field is a vast one, stretching
from Virginia to Florida and from Tennesseb
to Texas. Millions of 'acres are devoted to
its culture and millions of marketable"bales
are annually produced. It is by far the
most important crop of the South, and in
ante-bellum times was called "King Cot
ton." When this is considered one wonders
why the leaders of the Confederacy did not
adopt the cotton field as an ensign instead
of the "stars and bars." It would have
been more suggestive, more appropriate and
more inspiring. A green field with white
and red stars scattered over it would not
have made an unsightly flag.
Life on a plantation, while greatly taxing
one's powers of endurance and frequently
diminishing his stock of patience, still has
charms and enjoyments peculiarly its own.
Many phases of human nature can here be
studied to advantage the serious, the ludi
crous, the energetic, the indolent, the trust
worthy and the unreliable; while the char
acter and disposition of the negro are here
displayed fuller, and his good and bad traits
more quickly recognized and understood
than elsewhere or under other circumstances.
With 30 years' association with them, first
as slaves and then as freemen, the writer
feels that he has had abundant opportunities
to learn their natures, and is somewhat
cipable of expressing an opinion to this
effect: their good qualities greatly over
balance the bad.
Before the war the quartets for the slaves
were built near together, like houses in a
small village. These have mostly disap
peared, and tenement houses have taken
their place, which are erected at different
points on the outskirts of the forest adjoin
ing the cotton fields that the laborers may
have chickens, pies and sometimes a cow,
without mixing with those of other tenants.
At sunrise the plantation bell rings for
work, and the darkies can be seen coming
In every direction to the "toolhouse" for im
plements and instructions for the day's labor.
Sometimes a half dozen bells can be beard
ringing on as many plantations at this hour
calling the laborers together. No human
being on the face of the earth is happier
than -a plantation darkey. And if he is to
plow a young mule he scarcely waits for the
bell to ring, but comes skipping and sing
ing to his task. He startles the lark from
her dewy nest with his song and as she.
soars aloft on quivering wing to kiss the
first beams of the rising sun, caroling
her notes of praise for another joyous day to
be spent in flitting from field to field, she is
no happier than the humble negro above
whom she flies and whose melody will rival
hers through the long, warm Jours, though
SPENT IN TOIL.
The colored people take to the cotton field
as naturally as a duck to the water. They
seem to evince more interest in its cultiva
tion than any other crop, and when the
crops are "pitched" they are not satisfied
unless the usual number of acres for cotton
are allotted to each tenant Indeed those
planters "raising" no cotton experience the
greatest difficulties in obtaining help. The
more cotton planted the easier to procure
labor. The planter running irom 10 to 20
plows can keep bis crop clean, while the one'
and two-horse fellows are often "in the
grass." Don't ask a darkey to go where
there aren't other darkies it's no use. In
speaking of it afterward he'll say: "x'se
want'er gwine 'mong dem po' white trash,
no sah I"
Perhaps the most picturesque scene pre
sented by the cotton field during the year is
"cotton picking." In the early morning
the pickers assemble at the ginhouse where
baskets and sacks are given them in which
to pick the cotton. These they place upon
their heads and start for the field, where
they remain all day long gathering the
snowy staple. Staid old aunties dressed in
cheap, plain gowns with their heads encased
in blood-red handkerchiefs, tottering old
men whose woolly scalps have been whitened
by 60 winters, mothers of families not yet
past 30, with their husbands, robust young
men and buxom girls just budding into
womanhood, half-grown boys and even
childien beginning to work in the cotton
field. Little fellows not half as high as the
cotton plant will run along ahead of their
mothers and pick the open balls from the
lower branches until fattened, then crawl
in a huge, partly tilled basket at 'the end of
the row and go to sleep like a tired kitten.
Nor do they leave the fields at noon, but
gather along the pathways to eat the mid
day meal. It over, then immediately back
to work, which is continued until the sun
is sinking low in the west. Now the
wagons come rattling throngh the roadways
after the filled baskets the drivers crack
ing their whips and shouting at the mules.
The evening shadows are creeping over the
landscape, and the tired pickers collect the
sacks and baskets, for the day's work is
o'er. The wagons, loaded with Caskets sev
eral tiers high, start for the ginhouse, the
long line of pickers of every age following
behind. "With manya "gee," "haw,""back"
and "go'long" the wagons are at last gotten
under the crane at the ginhouse door and
the baskets lifted up in the house and
weighed. When all are weighed and each
picker properly credited with the number of
pounds picked, the darkies disperse to their
different homes. It is amusing to hear them
chatter on theway about the weights: "Tildv
picked five pounds mo' 'n John," one wifl
exclaim; and "Milly got ten pounds mo' 'n
Bosella," another will Eay. "Dat eal
worked ter-day, she didl She didn't play
nope, I tell youl" And away they will go,
hapny, light-hearted creatures, laqgbing
and calling to each other until the sound of
their voices is lost in the distance and their
sable forms disappear in the deepening
gloom. As soon as the ginhouse is filled
with cotton from the fields four good mules
are geared to the gin (some planters use
steam power) and ginning the cotton com
mences. To do this the seed cotton is
placed in a hopper, or "feeder," above the
gin, a set of revolving cylinders convey it
to the saws of the gin, which separates the
seed from the lint or staple. The seed falls
to the floor In front of the machine, while
the lint passes through a condenser at the
rea-, and comes out in the form of batting,
which is taken by hand as fast as it falls
from the condenser and thrown in the press.
Fifteen hundred pounds of seed cotton are
allowed to the bale, then the press Is run
down, the bagging and ties placed around
the bale, the bale taken out and "headed
up," and, after being weighed (it should
weigh 500 pounds),the planter's name and
that of his commission merchant are marked
upon it, and it is ready for shipment. If
the crop is good each acre will yield one of
these 500 pound bales, which is worth in
market from 8 to lOo per pound. Pick
ing and ginning continue till the last of
December, and often the fields are white
with the nppicked cotton late In January.
W. Cotten Downing.
THE F1EBT HAMLET IN NEW IOKa.
Early Production of Shakespeare's Jlniter-
plece on tlio American Stage.
Laurence Button In November Harpers.
"Hamlet" was first presented in the city
of New York on the evening of the 2Cth of
November. 1761, and at "The New Theater
in Chappel street" now Beekman street
hear Nassau, the younger Lewis Hallam,
the original Hamlet in America (at
Philadelphia, in the autumn of 1759), play
ing the titnlar part. Hallam was a versatile
actor, who was on the stage in this country
for over 50 years, and always popular.
Concerning his Hamlet very little is
now known, except the enrions statement
in the Memoirs of Alexander Oraydon, pub
lished in 1811, that Hallam once ventured
to appear as Samlet in London "and was
endured!" He was the acknowledged lead
ing tragedian of the .New York stage until
his retirement in 1806, and he is known to
have played Samlet as late as 1797, when he
must have been close upon CO years of age.
Mr. Ireland is of the impression that John
Hodgkinson, a cotemporary of Hallam's,
who appeared as Hamlet in Charleston, S.
C, early in the present centnry, conceded
Hallam's rights to the character in the
metropolis, and never attempted it here.
The first Hamlet in New York in point of
quality, and perhaps the second in point of
time, was that of Thomas Abthorpe Cooper,
who played the part at the John Street
Theater on the 22d of November, 1797, al
though Mr. Ireland believes that he was
preceded by Mr. Moreton at the theatei on
Greenwich street in the summer of the same
year, as he had played the Ohost to More
ton's Hamlet in Baltimore a short time be
fore. William Dunlap speaks in the high
est terms of Cooper's Hamlet, and John
Bernard ranks it with the Hamlet of John
Philip Kemble himself,
Love is blind, the story goes
Blind to imperfection;
Can it be the gods are foes,
Would tbey bide from love the rose,
Pave the way for bitter woes,
Mock each fond selection!
Bather say that love sees clear
Clear as only gods see;
Paraons faults without a fear,
Sees the ill, and drops a tear
With each prayer for heaven to hear,
Saying only, "Love me."
Mae D. Fraiar in Bomerville Journal.
The Calm at Nature.
The heart of nature doth not feel or know
Our heart's quick heritage of sympathy;
What though e laugh f her days sob by; and
Smiles no return to love's transcendent throe.
What though we weep T the winds their Pan
. pipes blow,
The stream still sings, wild woodland notes of
Burst irrepressible from brake and tree.
And myriad oancing wings ebb to and fro.
Her stars of evening In their order bloom
Alike to dreaming eyes and sleepless souls;
And, still inviolate throngh glow and gloom,
She holds impervious to her season&'goals:
Yet those who will may lean against her knee,
And grow serene through her serenity.
PITTSBURG - DISPATOH,
LIFE AT TONGKING.
Society Divided Into Three Classes,
Each Mad at the other.
A PERPETUAL TEIANQULAE DUEL.
France's Oppression Toward Her Asiatic
THE TVOELD'S'MOST EXPENSIVE POET
FEOII OTR TBAVELING COiOnSSIQNia.il
Sopiety in Tongkine is sharply divided
into three classes. And each of the three is
at daggers drawn with the other two. They
are the official, the military and the civi
lianthe Governor General, the Colonel
and the colonists. To the ofliclal eye the
military class is constantly endeavoring
to usnrp functions to which it has no right,
and the civilians are an unreasonable body
of incapable people, impossible to satisfy.
The military class are furious against the
Government, represented by the officials,
for their reduced numbers, and cling
all the more tenaciously , to privileges
which only belonged to them as an army
of occupation; and they desire to be allow
ed a free hand to "pacify" the country by
the only means known to them the sword.
The civilian colonist, finally, detests the
military, iu the conviction that if he could
only once get rid of nearly all of them the
country would "pacify" itself fast enough
by commerce and agriculture, which it will
never do so long as it is a happy hunting
ground for crosses and promotions. And
how can he feel either respect or sympathy
for the Governors who come and go like the
leaves on the trees, and who must needs hold
the helm in Hanoi with their eyes fixed on
the Quai d'Orsay. Tongkinese society is a
perpetual triangular duel.
I do not flatter myself for a moment that
the foregoing will be believed as a calm
statement ot fact. Let me therefore hasten
to give a few of the experiences upon which
it Is based. The first person with whom I
bad any conversation after setting foot in
Tongking was a well-informed, intelligent
bourgeois who had passed six years there.
I began by saying I was sorry to hear of the
heavy casualties of a column then operating
in the interior, 100 men having been lost in
"He'll get there, all the same," he re
plied, speaking of the officer in command.
"He wants his third star, and what does he
care if it costs him 500 men. He'll get it,
There is the civilian's view of the mili
tary. Now for the functionary's view, and
I should not tell this story if M. Kichaud's
terrible death let me throw a word of grati
tude and respect over toward his "vast and
wandering grave" had not untied my
AN XNJUKED OFFICEB.
When I was at Hanoi I asked him, on the
strength of my official letter, for an escort of
a few men to accompany me to a place one
day's march into the interior.
''Certainly," he replied, "with pleasure.
They shall be ready the day after to-morrow."
The same evening I was dining with him
and when I entered the drawing room he
took me one side and said, "By the way,
about that escort,I am exceedingly annoyed,
but it is impossible." And answering my
look of surprise, for my official letter had
been given for the very purpose ot making
such facilities certain, he continued; "The
General replies that be has not five men of
whom he can dispose at the moment il n'a
pas cinq hommes disponibles ence moment.
Frankly, you know, you should have asked
him, in the first place, and not me."
The Governor General's annoyance and
embarrassment at having to acknowledge to
a stranger ibis humiliating snub were so
visible that of course I dropped the subject,
and his secretary's whispered request after
ward not to reopen it was unnecessary. Bnt
I could not help asking him next day as we
were driving whether in French colonies as
in English, the chief civil authoiity was
not ex officio Commander-in-Chief.
He saw the point instantly and replied,
"Yes, that is my title, too," and after a
panse, "but I delegate my powers senle
ment, je delegue mes pouvoirsl"
After thus being refused an escort, I was
was refused permission to go alone at my
own risk, so my proposed journey was
doubly impossible. At the time the Gen
eral bad not five men "dispouibles" there
were, of course, ten times that number kick
ing their heels in the barracks. The Gov
ernor General had promised the escort,
therefore the General refused it. That was
the only and the universal explanation of
fered me. And it was the true one.
To pass on again to the civilian colonist.
Half way up the river between Haiphong
and Hanoi I noticed heaps of fresh mud
lying along the bank. "Then you have
been dredging, after all," I asked.
"Hush," was the reply, "we have been
doing a little of it at night, because the ad
ministration would not allow us to do it
openly, and we stuck here every day."
Why not ? Heaven only knows. It is
simply incredible, and therefore I will not
waste my words in telling what "I'Admin
istration" denies. They should take for
their motto Mepbistophe'les' words to Faust,
"I am the spirit that denies." Whatever
yoh want, though it cost, the Government
not a penny, though it be a boon to the com
munity, though it be the opening np of the
country so enthusiastically toasted, the au
thorities are absolutely certain to refuse
your request. This is nojote if you think
so, stop the first man, not a "functionary,"
vou meet in the street in Haiphong and ask
CBDSniNG THE COLONISTS.
It is almost as easy to get into Parliament
in London as to get a concession of land for
any purpose whatever in Tongking, al
though the whole vast country is on public
offer, although the land almost throws its
crops and its minerals in your face, and al
though the inhabitants are "pirates" by
thousands simply and solely lor the em
ployment and sustenance which welcomed
capital and encouraged enterprise alone can
furnish. It the Government of Tongking
were administering a hostile province which
it desired to crush out of existence, it could
not do much better than follow its tactics of
to-day. And when it does given privileges,
what are they, too often? Take the
"Magasins Generaux" at Haiphong,
a monopoly of custom house examina
tion granted in the warehouses and
on the wharves of one firm, to whom and
whose terms everybodymusteome. In vain
the whole community protested and pro
tested. The monopoly was granted, and
Chambers of Commerce of both Haiphong
and Hanoi immediately and unanimously
resigned, and the Chinese merchants have
sent in a declaration that unless this ad
ditional restriction is removed they will
leave in a body. 'And a single example
my materials in all these instances are
superbundant, it is only space that limits
me to a single one will show the practical
evil of this monopoly. The storage of coal
per ton per montn costs (for comparison I
employ French currency) at Hongkong
(Kowloon Godowns), 20 centimes; at Shang
hai (Jardibe, Matheson & Co,), 28 centimes;
at Haiphong (Magasins Generaux), 4 francs!
The last resolution ot the Chambers ot Com
merce is truly pathetic. The Government
consulted us, tbey say, and then took no
notice whatever .of all that we said. It is
therefore nseless to maintain an institution
whose powers are purely illusory. Please
let us go.
So much for the colonist and the Govern
ment impersonal. What is his attitude
toward the personal Governor General? He
sees bim come, he watches him while he is1
learning the a b c of Tongking affairs, he
reads a few official decrees, he hears -a few
official after-dinner speeches, eulogizing
Prahce, Tongking, the Governor General
and the colonist himself, and then some dav
a telegram comes and the colonial sees hinn
go. The heads of the colonial Government
succeed each other in Saigon and Hanoi
like the figures of a shadow pantomime; the.
long procession nas not aauea lor zu years.
M. Bicband boasted to me wjtba laugh
that ho was tolerated longer than any ot his
predecessors. His term of office, was" 13
months! Before the Governor General
comes he is unknown; while in the Bast
even his public speeches are addressed to
Paris; he returns and is forgotten. It is the
merest laroe of supervision, and' what won
der that the colonist sinks deeper year by
year in disgust and despair. He has de
scribed himself in a bitter epigram: "Le
colon est un pretexts a banquets." Insta
bility is the dominant characteristic of
Prenoh administration in the East. Does
anybody seriously believe that the solid
ioundatipns of future prosperity can ever
be laid in this shifting quicksand? '
But the shadows on the 'picture are not
yet complete. First, as to the Chinese.
Nobody dislikes the Chinese more than I
do, and nobody can advocate more strongly
than I the absolute necessity of keeping
them out of a civilized settled country.
But it is as plain as the nose on one's face
that no colony In the Par East can dispense
with them. Their labor, their easy and
willing adaptability to any job which
money can be earned, from nursiug the baby
to driving the steam engine; their commer
cial insight and reliability these make
them an ideal substratum for a new commu
nity. Yet Tongking taxes them till they
are giving up their established businesses,
and puts a price . on the head of each as he
comes and again as be goes.
Second, the port charges. Take the little
steamer I returned in, the Preyr. 676 tons,
from Banders in Jutland. At the port of
Newcastle she paid 4; at Nagasaki 70; at
Yokohama $50; at Hongkong $4; while to
get in and out of the port of Haiphong costs
her every trip $302 40. And this, too, is
only the ship's charges, pure and simple.
The charterer must pay 51 60 wharfage for
every ton of cargo landed say J750 for an
average cargo. Thus at a port where com
mon sense would tell that trade should be
tempted and nursed in every possible way,
tbey begin by making trade all but Impossi
ble. There can hardly be a more needy port
in the world than Haiphong, yet it is doubt
ful if there is a more expensive one. The
consequences are obvious. A year and a
halt ago there were six steamers plying
from Hongkong; to-day there are three.
Last of all come the enormous customs
duties oi the ridiculous "Tarif general,"
These need no specifying. Saigon has given
protection a good trial. What is the position
of Saigon now? A critical, it not a hopeless
one. And she has discovered that only one
thing can save her. The unanimous report
of the Chamber of Commerce, published in
August last, concludes with these words .in
big type: "We demand the absolute aboli
tion of the customs regime In Cochin-China
from January 1, 1889." France has gained
nothing (figures show this indisputably)
and will gain nothing by her "Tarif gen
eral," while she will lose her colonies
through it by and by. Yet is there the faint
est shadow of a coming change? On the
contrary. In one of the last public speeches
be made, at a banquet in Hanoi, M.Richaud
exclaimed: "Benounce the chimerical hope
ot the return of absolute commercial lib
erty!" The subsidized newspaper adds that
this was followed by a "triple Ralve.d'ap
plaudissements." 1 do not believe it. Or.if it
is true, then the colonists of Hanoi should
be refused Christian burial, for they are-suicides.
Sufficient for the Tongking of to-day is
the evil thereof. Henby Nobman.
AliONQ FLOODED F0KESTS.
Strange Scenos In tho Wet Country Border.
Ins on the Amazon River.
Yenlh's Companion. ,
The coast of South America, from the
mouth of the River Amazon to that of the
Orinoco, and even farther, a stretch of more
than a thousand miles, must be a strange
and dreary shore according to the account
given by the author of "Thb Cruise of the
Falcon." The silt, or mud, brought down
by the great rivers has spread out into a
strip of almost dry land, the most extensive
of its kind in the world. It is difficult to
distinguish where these vast plains termi
nate and the sea begins, for the slope is so
gradual that the mariner can find sound
ings when yet a day's sail from the coast;
and a vessel can drlveashore and be broken
up by the heavy rollers on the shoals,
though from her mast-head no land be
To mariners .thus wrecked poor is the
prospect of escape in the boats. For if they
are not swamped by the breakers and reach
smoother water, tbey can go on for long
leagues, the sea but" very gradually shal
lowing, till there be but a few leet of water
under them, and going further they will
find vegetation indeed, but not land, for
dense thickets of mangroves grow out into
the sea, and in places forests of huge trees.
But now the boat can go no further, nor can
the men proceed on foot, for the mud un
derneath is soft as butter and deep, sothat
one venturing on it will sink wholly in it
Indeed, it appears a hopeless land of slime
and fever, quite unfitted tor man, unless it
be for the Tree-Indians, a low race of fish
eating savages that, like birds, build their
homes among the branches of the flooded
forests on the Gulf of Paria.
Introducing Modern Ideas.
Cornell is a progressive university. One
of its professors has just been explaining to
the studenjs the philosophy of throning a
The Last Violet.
Chill, sodden earth, and gloomy sky;
The sea in leaden languor stilled;
The wind a lonely voice went by.
And sobs its trembling cadence filled.
The wilding rose was stricken low,
And autumn's glories burned no more;
Of all the heirs the seasons know
What proud one still its honors borer
Dot twilight primrose, making bright
The heart of dusk, with mellow glow;
Nor fairest gentian's tender light
Last lingerer before the snow.
Yet was there life; and still caressed
The fading day one chosen child;
Tints of the year at morning blessed
The late-born nursling of the wild.
What spell has soothed the day's despair?
A single blossom's lustrous hue
To mildness charms the autumn air,
Tranced In its gleam of vivid blue.
Nature's frail darling) Bright and brave
Tby glance, tbouzb winter cloud the year;
Tempests may darken, winds may rave.
But smile, and seal tho aprlnc is here!
-E. Ji. Carpenter in Providence Journal.
Lovo Lode Abo.
You say when yon meet me it seems to be
A fairer day and a fairer time;
That in my presence you seem to sea
The poet's paradise set in rhyme;
That at my feet in the dust J ou'd bow
It all that is could be made not so i
Why, truly, you're coming to love me now
As I loved you in the long ago.
You say that the touch of my hand now means
A great heart-throb and a blood glow rare;
That the sight of my face makes the common
Of your pallid, colorless Ufa seem fair;
That if I again were to breathe that vow
With me to the end ot the world you'd go
Why, truly, you're coming to lave me now N
As I loved yon in the long ago.
You say that the sound of my voice to you
Is sweetly stirring: It acts like wine.
And, with my glances, warms you through
And sets to music life's every line;
That I may have changed you, perforce, allow,
Bqt you hope younope that it is not so
Why, truly, you're coming to love me now
Asl loved you in the long ago.
Kirke La Qhelle in Chicago lime.
At sea are tossing ships;
On shore are dreaming shells, '
And the waiting heart and loving lips,
Blossoms and bridal bells.
At sea are sails agleam;
On shore are longing eyes: ,
And the far horizon's haunting dream
Ot ships that sail the skies,
At sea are roasts that rise
Like specters from the deep;
Onshore are the ghosts of -drowning cries
That cross the waves ot sleep.
At sea are wrecks astrand;
On shore are shells that moan,
Old anchors buried in barren sand,
Bea mint and dreams alono-
Methods Used . to PreYent
Torture in Engldnd.
PEfjOLIAEITIES OP BRITISH LAW.
A Mother's Evidence Worthless aa Against
tCOItEESPONDEKCB or TJTE DISFXTCS,
Loudok, October 14. There was only
one bill passed by Parliament during lost
session which. really Interests the public,
and this was passed, not by a Cabinet Min
ister, not even by a Member of Parliament,
but by the Itev. Benjamin Waugh, the
founder of the Society for the Prevention -of
Cruelty to Children. This act, giving fresh
powers for the detection and punishment of
child torture, Was drafted by him, pushed
by him, and to bim belongs the honor and
glory of victory. It so happened that X
called to see Mr. Waugh at the Children's
Shelter, in this city, on the very day that
the new "Act for the better prevention of
cruelty to children," was to receive the
Boyal assent of Queen Victoria, So our
talk naturally turned nn what had been ac
complished, and Mr. Waugh was joyful at
the result. "I am amazed and delighted at
our success," he said: "it is more than X
ever dared hope for, and all of the main
points I have been laboring lor have been
As until now American legislation has
been distinctly ahead of us in' England as
regards children, while the new act places
na in some respects ahead of America. Mr.
Waugh was very anxions that I should
convey to American readers some impres
sions of the changes effected by the new act,
of which the following is a briet summary
First To "illtreat, neglect, abandon or ex-
Sose'' a child, is made an offense subject to a
ne, or to imprisonment up to two years.
Second Child protection Is raised to 11 years
for boys and 18 years for girls.
Third Any person, not the parent, In oharge
of a child Is made liable for Its maintenance.
Fourth An ill-treated child may be handed
over to fresh guatdians, the cruel parent being
held liable for its maintenance thus givingthe
police courts the same powers as regards poor
children as the Court of Chancery possess for
Fifth Not the child beggar, but the person
who induces it to beg, will In luturo be held
Sixth Cblld-hawktngin the streets Is abso
lutely prohibited between the hoars of 10 at
night and 5 in the morning.
Seventh No child under 10 may perform In
a theater or circus except by special license,
only granted to children oyer 8 years.
Eighth Where it is suspected that a ehild Is
cruelly locked up a search warrant will.ba
Ninth The oath is abolished for children,
and parents are allowed to give evidence
against one another.
Of course the sphere of action of the so
ciety will be enormously increased by the
above provisions, and Mr. Waugh confi
dently anticipates that they will leave but
a very small loophole of escape to the in
human parent or guardian. No clause is of
greater importance than the one last men
tioned. In the original bill, the parents
were to be "competent and .ompelable"
witnesses against each other,' but this was
reduced In the House of Lords to "com
"Six hundred children," says Mr.
Waugh, "die in London every year in the
presence of parents alone. No one being
competent to give evidence, the Coroner re
turns a verdict of accidental death. If a
lather deliberately suffocated his baby be
fore his wife's eyes, under the old law she
wasneipiess. .hoc long ago a poor woman
with a bruised, and beaten baby appeared
before one of the Magistrates. 'My good
woman,' answered the Magistrate, "I can
do nothing for you; there is no evidence but
your own, and yon are not a competent
witness against your husband.' In blank
despair the mother carried her baby straight
from Police Court to the Thames, and threw
herself Into the river. They were luckily
rescued, brought to our shelter, and after
much persuasion the woman was induced to
return to her husband, on the understanding
that one of our detective officers should
take a room on the same staircase and
watch the: household. This was -done, and
a few weeks later vre had the satisfaction of
landing the father in jaiL
"These women," added Mr. Waugb, "are
so loyal to their husbands. 'I don't care
what he does to me tbey will say, 'but I
can't stand seeing baby knocked about,'
"As a rule, a mother is very seldom de
liberately cruel to her own child. In the
worst cases the society has to deal with, it
is usually the father, the stepmother, or,
most brutal of all, the baby-farmer, who is
the prime offender. One fertile source ol
child-torture is the present system of child
insurance. By the new act an extra fine
will be imposed in cases where it is proved
that the child's life is insured. Ultimately
I hope to make all child-insurance illegal,
substituting aorm of burial club, In which
the club money wiil be handed over direct
to the undertaker, thus precluding the pos
sibility of the parent entertaining any pa
cuniary interest in the child's death,"
THE OHILPBEN'S 8HELTEB.
Before leaving I naturally asked my In
formant to show me over the Children's
Shelter, that I might see with my own eyes
some of the little rescued victims. The
Shelter is open day and night, and every
child brought to the door is admitted, pend
ing inquiries. The rooms are made bright
and homelike, with colored pictures and
toys; the rows ot little beds are scrupulously
clean and neat, and yet it is impossible not
to feel profoundly depressed by the whole
establishment. In the darkened nursery
two babies lay asleep in their little
cots. "This one," said my guide "was
picked up in a backyard, where it had no
one to take care of it, and that one had had
its little back scraped with an iron file."
In another room the little girls were play
ing merrily together. Tho lather of one, a
thin slip of a child aged about 10, was in
prison for beating her with a poker. "The
lather of that one," said Mr. Waugh, "used
his child as a football," and there in a cor
ner sat a poor little hunched-up mite gazing
blankly before it; its head still blue and
swollen with the Wows, its little body, I was
told, being simply a mass of bruises.
Further on, a sturdy, honest-faced little
SAPOLIO is a solid, handsome cake of house-elf
eaual for all scouring purposes except the laundry.
What will SAPOLIO do?
give the doors, tables and
the dishes and off the pots
ft and make the tin things
the greasy kitchen-sink
One cake Will prove an we
imitations. There ie but
chap was being dressed inclean clothes, In
order" to be sent down to -the'.country' lor a
few "weeks fresh air.and Benjamin Waugh'a
dark, deep-set" eyes blazed with- righteous
wrath as he related the peculiarly-revolting
circumstances of bis discovery. It appeared
the boy's father was a preacher on Islington
Green, who, dayafter day, wept over lost
souls, and exhorted his hearers to repent
ance. One evening, a few weeks back, an
stfttr tt tha MMAtv Aff.Mnji1 v met the
boy shivering in the wet streets, and vainly
attempting to sell some tracts, ileexpiamea
that he did not dare go home till the tracts
were solf. as, whenever he failed in
his task, the preacher beat- him, naked,
with a knitted rope. "Well, my boy,"
said the officer, "if you will undertake to
bear one beating more, X promise you It
shall be the last." He accompanied the
child to the door, sent him in, and awaited
the result. Soon angry words were heard,
followed by the sound of a heavy blow and
the boy's scream. The watchman rushed
In in time to see the father's arm raised a
second time. In one hand was a beavy
whalebone whip, by the other he held the
boy, stark naked, while the mother looked
on helpless. It required bat a few moments
to summon a constable and give the man in
charge; and next morning it was a special
gratification to the society to see the ex
porter to repentance condemned to six
months' hard labor.
A FLEASAXT JAIL.
By a recent police regulation, which re
joices the heart of Mr. Waugb, all children
arrested as vagrants, beggars or thieves, and
who are remanded Jor inquiries, are handed
over on bail to bim, instead of being sent to
the casual ward of the workhouse. Half of
the shelter is given over to these bail-children,
whn, of course, have to be locked up;
but Mr. Waugh is a very lenient jailer, and
his little prisoners haven very merry time
of it with games and toys. In one room lull
of big boys there was a splendid rocking
horse, the gift ol a kind lady friend; among
these I observed oue little chap with swollen
face and two frightful black eyes the result
of his father's heavy boots.
"Do they ever run away?" I asked.
"Very seldom," was the answer; "I re
member onewily little ragamuffin who did.
He was observed to look sullenly at one of
our officers In uniform as he passed through
the room; then X entered, and the boy stared
at me, without a word. Afterward he
nudged his neighbor and muttered: 'A par
son and a bobby is too much for me; I'm
offl And off be was, and it was only after
two days' hunt that we captured him again."
As a rule, the comfortable quarters, com
bined with the kind, motherly care of the
matron and her daughter, both of whom are
inspired with a real loye of childhood, has
a wonderful result even on the most hard
ened of little street arabs.
The Society for the Prevention of Cruelty
to Children has aid committees in all parts
of England, and employs some 10 detective
officers to watch and report on cases. The
following are instances ot the sort of infor
mation which they have to act upon, sent to
them by neighbors:
"There are heard at a house near mine
occasional cries and screams as of tft dis
tressed child. Most people say that there is
no child there. One or two say that they
have occasionally seen a small girl cleaning
the door step. Now and then the moan is
'Oh, my head, my head.'"
Or again: "I can hear through my kitch
en wall smothered sounds of pleadings and
moanings down in the corner on the floor, at
the other side of the wall. It is my neigh
bor beating bis little stepchild. I sometimes
meet the child out; she lias often black eyes
and marks on her face. I have tried to
speak to her bat she evidently dare sot
XSt ESOLISn BABT TABX.
And here is a picture of a baby farm, as
supplied by an officer: "In a room, 13 feet
square.'almost without furniture and with
bare filthy boards, were found seven chil
dren, nearlv naked and covered with filth,
their ages ("apparently) 5, 3. 3, 2, 2, 2 years,
and 20 months. All were miserably stunted,
one suffering from bronchitis, one from scalp
complaint, and four from rickets. A wit
ness described their legs as hanging like
doll's legs'; the stench in the room made
strong meq ill. The four who were the
weakest were found to be insured,"
Jt is satisfactory to know that the man and
woman were prosecuted by the society and
sentenced to nine months and two years'
hard labor respectively.
The clause ot the new act which has ex
cited the greatest discussion In London has
been that affecting the theater children. In
America, X believe, no children are allowed
on the stage nntil the age oi IS; but in En
gland child performances are all the fash
ion, and the theater managers, headed by
Augustus Harris, of Drury Lane, have been
up in arms against the new restrictions.
As there have been endless misunderstand
ings on the subject, Mr. Waugh begged me
to make it quite clear that he has neven
brdught the smallest charge of cruelty
against toe managers, ua the contrary, a
detective officer of his has. watched the
Drury Lane children for months without
discovering a single instance of ill-treat
ment Mr. Harris positively spoils his
obildren. But that does not alter
we i " w.. ,';i w uu
rehearsals, the pantomime children of under
La ..- (hnf wl4l nAdei uliniil j9
ten years are sept at worji u nours a nay,
and only get to bed at midnight. This, Mr.
Waugh contends, must he deleterious to
the physical health of the children, and he
merely wishes theater-labor to be put oa
the same leve) as all other labor, namely,
Interdicted up to the age of ten. He brings
no accusation again.it the morals of theater,
children, bnt he further declares it is un
true to speak of them as saving their homes
irom starvation, as they are almost invaria
bly the children of quite well-to-do people.
The work ot the society spreads every
month, and this new act will entail a vert
considerable expenditure. As with all phi
lanthropists, Mr. Waugb's energies are only
restrained by want of cash, and tbe society
just now is very short of funds. The claims
of childhood fortunately are universal and
not national, and if any rich American citi
zens felt lnelined to help the little starved
English babies, the Society for the Preven
tion of- Gruslty to Children would furnish
the best means (or doing so,
Vjroinia M. Cbawtobd.
En it Enough lo See It.
"What is the matter here?" roared an
Adams street man yesterday afternoon, pass
ing throngh the open door of his residence
to the rear and arousing his neglectful ser
vant. "LNra't you see the biggest rascal In
Jacksonville could enter this house unob
served?;' "Yes, sir, I see," mildly replied
tM best is not- esv
will e&se it" in p&rtvso
8iS 'asy as you c&riVTry m
in your nexr ftouse-cle&nng-
Why, it will clean paint,
shelves a neW appearance.
and pans. You can scour
shine brightly, The wash
will be as clean as a new
say. oe gifytrnw,praffl ny n, om
one SAPOLKX -
Mb. D. EL W.ixstlxt's paisttegof two girls
making preparations for dinner has been sold
to a Pittsburg gentleman. -
Mb. Emit. Foksstxb has a stfll-Hfe stady oa
vi w at Young's. The subject 1 lhapU one,
but it Is very sngzestive, consisting nasialy of
a glass of beer and a pretzel.
new etching shown at Boyd's. It is after the
painting by WUliam M. Beard, and the subject
represents a colony of anthropoid apes is M
ise costumes upon the beacb, siattiv leve to
each other, and going thruugb all the A ties tha
aresnppossd to be characteristic of visiters to ,
the seaside in modern times.
As excellent mezzotint, if WHUam Sartais,
after the painting entitled "Symphonr," by H.
Siddons Mowbray, Is shown at Gillespie's.
There is also a fine etching, the work of Peter
Moran, after H. W. BobbinVpalntiae. "Where
Lofty Elms Abound." Both of these work
are newandot unusual excelleaee the tetter
particularly is of a noble style of composition.
Me. C. B. Kii.patbicx has recently finished
a novel work in pastel, which may be sees, dur
ing the week at Mayer's. The work represents)
a number of urchins in school, one of whom, at
the blackboard, seems to be is great doubt as
to the sum of two-andtwo. There iserHeaes)
of good composition In the arrangement of Oa
figures, but the subject is one that it Is hard to
do justice to in pastel, and It would have bees
better rendered In oil-. Mr. KHpatriek deserves
credit for originality is bis work, and also for
arriving at something above the coraaospteee.
He does not appear to have the faalt evBHsea
to so many young artists, of resting contest
with bavins; achieved a moderate degree Oi sm
cess in a single line of work.
Me. H. S. St.zvesson has n painting ma ex
hibition at Boyd's which deserves settee a
being one of the best works which that artist
has yet produced. It U one of the studies made
by him at Cidenau during the past summer,
but. so far from being merely a sketch, it shew
a degree of elaboration and finfsb of detail that
is a marked Improvement over bis usual style
of execution. The subject shows aa open fieid
bounded by trees. The interest centers ia ta
figures of a young couple reclining upon the.
grass In the shade of a fruit tree la the fore
ground. Witb the exception of tola spot or
snade the scene is bathed in sunlljht; indeed,
it is life and brightness which forms the key
note of the work. This Is a Tery pJensant
picture, of an efTectire style of cosapoafHes aael
strong; and at the same time clean in oelsr-
Thx present exhibition of Ameriean art
products, which is being held at Memorial
Hall, Philadelphia, is an indication that av
, popular interest is being awakened is this very-
important subject. Aleadmg leatsra of sse
exhibit is the display made or the mnnnfnnr
urors of stalnea glass. Thislsbrceaisgasaesft
important industry, and it is one is wWeh
are npw turning out products of superior ex
cellence. Prizes are to be awarded, oonitsHpg
of gold, silTer and bronze medals, for He best,
exhibit In three different classes laMrisindw
try. and a cash prize of S200 tor the bast desHps.
for an ornamental window. The other meet
important exhibits will be in pottery, porce
lain, terra-eotta. tiles, glassware, artistic metal.
work, etc.. all of which must bo entirely ot
American manufacture. There will aleo feet
medals awarded in the pottery and other aWed.
A tcjc painting by Jullsa Sepres is bow est
exhibition at the Gillespie gallery, where H 1st
sure to attract the attention of all who appre
ciate fine art work, The subject represented m
a scene in haymaking time, showing a HeMoC
new-mown bay. In the ieregroaad are the
figures of two women and a man, the latter
drinking from a stone mug which has erideot
ly Just been handed him by one of the wesses.
who still holds tbea earthenware veesslfretsi
which the beverage has bees foaad. The three)
figures are good in drawing- and life-like ia
action, and as regards color, the work i
strong throughout. Beyond the flgsres a
glimpse of distant meadows may be seen, bat
tbe landscape is much subordinate to the In
terest wbieb centers in the harvesters who sre.
resting a moment from their toil! AgreatdesJ,
of technical skin Is eTidenced by the manner ia
which this work has been baBdled, panicuar
ly in the foreground, where tbe effect of Ioeeo,
tangled bay has been clesrly readered fey a
few free touches of the brush. .
Or late years we have been accustomed te
flatter, ourselres that fat the art of weed ea-
graying we could giro' some points to ssest:
European nations; but now arises oae, w. J,
Lintoa,a celebrated English wood eagraTer,
and says this is not so, and that omc weed eats
da.not show any signs of beauty or fitness,, or
indicate that the engraver's; jontaosd-aay
brain .or fateUleeao? 'Thte'js ieftf too" had.
After thlnkiag for some yeah-s past sssK'we) wet
stetipiBg to the front ia this i
tions that were exhibited aaywhen hi
world, and after making a saewtBg at the Tastev
Exposition that it woald ho iBeseaJt fa? aar
other nation to equal; after. aS tWf, to he tW
that oar esgravers are devoid at Stains aatl
Intelligence hurt ear vasity aad Mksav
U3 feel badly. Mr. Linton, wHh a deep
penetration that is aH his own.Bas also esa
covered that American engravers appear tahavav
nopercepRosof 1ha form of octets or she- -textures
of different neetaaeas. AH shatst. ,
news to roost of us, and it it ia tree we hams-
been laboring under a food JHattea. If hatj&
grown so used to tho iaea that we sMhaaw
something- about this peHioehr graph a-?;'
am. that the pain of thta rode awniasat Ws '
knowledge ot onrigaaraaaa tesewety aiiWt '
rated by Mr. Lmtoa's fraaktamhelsa that ta
modern American school of wee4 simsavNfC
displays a marvelous sooefeaeisai aad a won ear
ful superiority as regards eoior aad tea.
With these last meatieaed exeelieat masts at
taissd by our wood sea-ravers, the mainly
the "more tntellisent aad cultivated as sale eC
I tna country were qaree jmi
L Mr. Linton discovered thera.
the country'were qarie familiar evea'
touch, and wonderful skill in BfoJoeiag staar
delicate and varied effects of tsae, dupfcyajj
by our best engrave!; really it psarvejo, sad
ABO 0tOOB9Vbp w9v
we know it. Bat 1b spite of. this anaiipats
ny teas trams annua
critic wltb a laitare to proseat ay evicsas-
that tbey poasass tho sHghtsat haewisaga
of perspective. eh an aeserttaa star he
ceDted as a truth by those who kaowi
whatever about the natter, but ate ssijsc
tion of tbe reading nubile k too we iawiind
to credit it. There hi not the Masts
for denyiBg a charge like this; mil
sertlon relates itseir. jsvea weee
with tbe subject may obtain Me
evidence of its falsity- Let aayaaa
some ol oar macasMes or etnar l
containing wood-oqtt, and, tararat; sas-t C
the illustratioBS of landscape saMeats, Mh
lead tbe eye from the ImawHate tafasjraaaaX
over hillside and prairie, or atoax the neVe
course of a road or treaai,aB4 tasy wWMaaflr
perceive that wob work eouldiKvar have a
produced by men greatly lacking ia a haewlaaga
of perspective. It is well to lfcstea teMat
coming from any one who may zatrlo' feeaea
slderedss eempeteat to JaaTe,aa4 M Jsei
tremeiy probable that there Is a apiaa at tratsi
JqwhatMr. I4ntoehaaldof o,"hk Hi ex
pressed in far stronger language toaa the eeea
sloa ealis for. It will not do tbeleaK hatca.
however, aad may la the end he proijasaim of
good, as any Interest aroused fs the saajeet
raaytesdtotfae eradication of feats wMaa,
really exist. As regards the work of heak B-
iaftWU0B our ssKnivers icau aa , aeu
the wood eats In our penodieaJ arei
talssostsas. perierto any similar Baropeaa NM
While this is BBdoaotedly
perhaps, macs that w st(
natlnna and thev fraen US.
wrcamstances we wilt seareeir feel Hn aaaa
to acknowledge any marked degree of 1
My la tM pareeajar Draseo oi art
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tning soap, which has no
To vim it is to valirt it.
makt oil-cloth bright, and
It will take the grease off.
ttva kmvts. and wks wiW'
- basm, ihe bath-tub,
pm if you tiee SAPOLI
seast await r