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HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher. NIL PESPERANDUM. ' Two Dollars per Annum.
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VOL. VI. 11IDGWAY, ELK COUNTY; PA., THURSDAY, MARCH 9, 1876. NO. 3.
An Hour Too Lute.
I have loved yon, oh, liow mudly I
I hiive wooed you eoftly, sadly,
At the changeful years went by i
Yet yon k-pt yonr haughty distance,
Yet yo i soarned my brave parsistenoe,
While the long, long years went by.
Now that colder lovers leave yen,
Now t!at fato aud dme bereave y u
(For the crupl years will fly),
In youi beauty's pale deolension
Yon would grace with oondopcousion
The lovo tbat touched you never
When yonr bloom aul hopes woro high.
Ah ! but what If I discover
That too long in antique fashion
I havo mused a fruitless passion,
Whose rngo and roign (thank Heaven !)
Are passiod at length ai d ovor
That fatd hath locked foraver lovo's golden
Eden gate ?
There's a wrong beyond redressing,
There'H a prizj net worth possessing,
And a latfy'B condetcei.sl-iu
May como an hour loo Uto !
I'aul llayne.
VALLEY FORGE.
A Legend of the Revolutionary War.
Hidden away there in a deep glen, not
many miles from Valley Forge, a quaint
old farmhouse rose darkly over a wide
waste of snow. It was a cold dark win
ter night, and the snow began to fall
when from the broad fireplace of tho old
farmhouse the cheerful blaze of massive
logs Hashed around a wide and spacious
room.
Two persons sat there by that fire, a
father and child. Tho father, who sits
Jrouder, with a soldier's belt thrown over
lis farmer's dress, is a man of some fifty
years, his) eyes bloodshot, his hair
changed to na untimely gray, his face
wrinkled and hollowed by care, and by
dissipation more than care.
And the daughter who sits in the full
light of the blaze opposite her father a
slenderly formed girl of some seventeen
years, clad in the coarse linsey skirt and
kerchief, which made up the costume of
a farmer s daughter in the days of the
devolution.
That farmer. Jacob Manheim, was a
peaceful, a happy miiu, before the Revo
lution. Since tho war he ha become
drunken and idle driven his wife
brokeu-heai tod to tho crave aud, wors
than nil, joined a baud of Tory refugees,
who scour the land at dead of night,
burning and murdering as they go.
To-night, at tho hour of two, this tory
band will lie in wuit, in a neighboring
pass, to attnek aud murder Washington,
where starving soldiers arc yonder in the
lints of Valley Forge.
Washington on his lonely journeys is
wont to puss this farm House; tne cut
throats m e there in the next chamber,
drinking and feasting, as they wait for
two o'clock at night.
The daughter, Mary, had been reared
by her mother to revere tnis mau, Wash
ington, who to-night will bo attacked
and murdered to revere him next to
God. Nav. more : that mother on her
death bed ioined tho hands of thisdaugh
ter iu soleinu betrothal with the hands of
a youug partisan leader, Harry Williams,
who now shares the crust and the cold
of Valley Forge.
Yesterday afternoon sho went four
miles, ovor roads of ice and snow, to tell
Captain Williams the plot of the refu
gees. She did not reaeh Valley Forge
until Washington had left on one of his
lonely journeys: so this wprut, at twelve,
tho partisan captain will occupy tho
rot?ka above tho neighboring pass, to
"trap the trappers " of George Wash
ington. Yes. that pale slender girl, remember
ing the words of her dying mother, had
broken through her obedience to nor
father. nftir a loner and bitter struggle.
How dark that stiuggle in a faithful
daughter's he ait ! She had betrayed his
plots to his enemies stipulating first
fcr tie life, the safety of her traitor
father.
And now as father aud child are sit
ting there, as the shouts of the Tory
ref ngecs echo from the next chamber
as tlm hand of the old clock is on the
hour of eleven hark ! There is the
sound of horses' hoofs, without the
farmhouse there is a pause the door
opens a tall stranger, wrapped in n
thick cloak, white with snow, enters, ad
vances to the fire, and in brief words
solicits somo refreshment and nn hour's
repose.
Why does the Tory Manheim start
aghast at the sight of that strangt-r's
blue aud gold uniform then mumbling
something to his daughter about ' get
ting food for the traveler," rush wildly
into tho next room, where hiij brother
Tories are feavtiug ?
Tell mo, why does that young girl
stand trembling before the tall stranger,
veiliug her eyes from that calm face,
with iti blue eye"and kindly smile I Ah
if we may believe the legends of that
time, few men, few warriors, who dared
the terror of battle with a smile, could
stand unabashed before the Eolemu pres
ence of Washington.
For ' it was Washington, exhausted
with a long journey his limbs stiffened
and his faoo numbed with cold it was
the great "Rebel" of Valley Forge,
who returning to camp sooner than his
usual hour, was forced by the storm to
take refuge in the farmer' bouse, and
claim a little food and an hour's repose
at his hands.
In a few moments, behold the soldier,
with his cloak thrown off, sitting at that
oaken table, partaking of the food,
spread out there by the hands of the
girl, who now stands trembling at his
shoulder.
And look ! Her band is extended as
if to grasp him by tho arm her lips
move as if to warn him of his danger,
but make no sound. Why all this silent
agony for the man who sits so calmly
there ?
One moment ago, as the gill, in pre
paring the hasty supper, opened yonder
closet door, adjoining the next room,
she beard the low whispers of her fath
er and the Tories ; she beard the dice
box rattle, as they were easting lots who
should stab Qeorge Washington in his
sleep
And now, the words : ' Beware, or
this night you die I" tremble half-formed
upon her lips, when the father comes
hastily from that room aud hushes her
with n look.
"Show the gentleman to his cham
ber, Mary that chamber at the head of
the stairs, on the left. On the left, you
mind!"
M;iry takes tho light, trembling and
pale. She leads the soldier up the oak
en stairs. They stand on the landing,
iu this wing of the farmhouse, composed
of two rooms, divided by thick walls
from the main body of the mansion. On
one side, tho right, is tho door of M iry's
chamber; on the other, tho left, tho
chamber of the soldier to him a cham
ber of death.
For a moment, Mary stands there
trembling and confused. Washington
gazes upon that pale girl with a look of
surprise. Look I She is about to warn
him of his danger, when, see there I her
father's rough face appears above the
head of tho stairs.
" Mary, show the gentleman into tho
chamber on tho lett. And look ye, girl
it's late you'd better go into your
own room aud go to sleep.
Whilo tho Tory watches thorn from
tho head of the stairs, Washington en
ters the chamber ru the left, Mary tho
chamber on the right.
An hour passes. Still the storm beats
ou the roof still the snow drifts on the
'ills. Before tho fire, in the dim old
hall of that farmhouse, are seven half
drunken men, with that tall Tcry, Jacob
Manheim, sitting in their midst; the
murderer's knife in his hnn 1. For tho
lot had fallen upon him. He is to go up
stau's and stab the sleeping man.
Even this half-drunken murderer is
pale at the thought how the knife
tumbles in his hand trembles against
the pistol barrel. The jeers of his com
rades rouse him to the work tho light
in one hand, the knife in tho other, he
goes up tho stairs he listens ! first at'
'he door of his daughter's chamber ou
the right, then at the door of the sol
dier's chamber on the left. All is still.
Then he places the light on the floor
ho enters the chamber ou tho left ho is
gone a moment silence! there is a
faint groan! He comes forth again,
rushes down tho stairs, and stands there
boforo tho fire, with tlio bloody knifo in
his hand.
"Look 1" he shrieks, as he scatters
the red drops over his comrades' face.i,
over tho hearth, into the fire. "Look !
it is his blood the traitor Washington !"
His comrades gather round him with
yells of joy; already, iu fancy, they connt
the gold which will be paid for this
deed, when lo I that utair door opens,
aud there, without a wound, without
even tho stain of a drop of blood, stands
Georgo Washington, asking calmly for
his horse.
"What!" shrieked tho Tory Man.
heini! ' can neither steel nor bullet harm
you Aro you a living man 1 Is there
no wonud about yonr heart ? no blood
upon your uniform ?"
"That apparition drives him mad. Ho
starts forward ho places hU hands
tremblingly upon the arms, upon the
breast of Washington ! Still no wound.
Tben he looks at tho bloody knife,
still clutched in his right hand, and
stands there quivering as with a death
spasm.
While Washington looks on in silent
wonder, the door is flung open, tho bold
troopers from Valley Forge throng tho
room, with tho gallant form and bronzed
visage of Captain Williams in their
midst. At this moment tho clock struck
twelve. Then a horrid thought crashes
like a thunderbolt upon tho brain of the
Tory Manheim. Ho seizes tho light
rashes up stairs rushes into tho loom
of his daughter on tho right. Some one
had just risen from the bed, but the
chamber was vacant. Then to sva rds that
room on the left, with S:eps of haden
heaviness. Look I how the light quivers
in his hand ! He pauses at tho door; he
listens ! Not a sound a stillness like
the grave. His blood curdle.? iu his
veins 1 Gathering courage, he pushes
open the door. He enters. Towards
that bed through whose curtains he
struck so blindly a mtnient ago ! Again
ho panses not a sound a stillness more
teriiblo than the grave. He fliugs aside
the curtains. There, iu tho full light of
tho lamp, her youug form but halt cov
ered, bathed in her own blood thero
lay his daughter, Mary 1
Ah, do not look upon the face of tho
father as he start-i niloutly back, froz?n
to stone; but in thw pause of horror
listen to tho mystery of this deed !
After her father had gone down stairs,
au hour ago, Miry silently stole from
the chamber ou tlio right. Her soul
shuken by a thousand fears, she opened
tho door on the left, aud beheld Wash
ington Bitting by a tablo on which were
spread a chart and a Bible. Then,
though her existence was wound up in
tho act, sho asked him, in a tone of
c.ilm politeness, to tako the chamber on
the opposite side. Mary entered the
chamber which he left.
Can you imagine the agony of that
girl's soul, as lying on thobed intended
for the death couch of Washington, she
silently awaited the knife, although tho
Kmte . might be clenched in a lather s
hand
And now that father, frozen to stone,
stood there, holding the light iu one
nana, and still clutching the red knife.
There lay his child, the blood streaming
from that wound in her arm her eyes
covered with a glassy film.
"Mary I" shrieked tho guilty father
for robber aud Tory as ho was, he was
still a father. " Mary !" be called to
he, but that word was all he could say.
Suddenly, she seemed to wake from
this stupor. She sat up in the bed with
her glassy eyes. The strong hand of
death was upon ber. As she sat there,
erect and ghastly, the room was
thronged with soldiers. Her lover
rushed forward, and called ber by name.
No answer. Called again spoke to ber
in the familiar tones of olden times
still no answer. She knew him not.
Yes. it was true the strong band of
death was upon her.
"lias he escaped r she said, in that
husky voioe.
"leer shrieked the father. "Live.
Mary, only live, and to-morrow I will
join the camp at Valley Forge." '
w Then that girl that hero-woman dy
ing as she was, not so much from the
wound in ber arm, as from deep agony
whiohhad broken the last chord of life,
spread forth her arms, as though she
beheld a form floating there above her
bed, beckoning her away. She spread
forth her arms as if to inclose that angel
form.
" Mother I " she whispered while there
groupod the soldiers there, with a
speeohless agony on his brow stood the
lover there, hiding bis faco with one
hand, whilo the other grapped the light,
crouched tho father that light flashing
over the dark bod, with the white form
in its center " Mother, thank God I
For with my life I have saved him"
Look, even as starting up on that
bloody couch, she speaks the half -formed
words, her arms stiffen, ber eyes wide
open, set in death, glare in her father's
face I"
That half-formed word, still quiver
ing on the white lips of the hero
woman that word tittered in a husky
whisper, choked by tho doath-rattle
that word was " Washington I"
Deacon Marvin, of Lyme,
One of the early settlers of Lymo,
Conn., was Reynold Marvin. He was a
rich landholder, a militia captdn, aud
a deaoon of a church. Ho professed to
be governed by divine communications.'
On ono occasion ho announced that tho
Lord had directed him to distribute his
oows among tho poor. A shiftless fel
low who was omitted in tho distribution
finally went to tho deacon and said he,
too, had received a communication from
the Lord, who had sent him there for a
oow.
" Of courso, then, you must havo a
cow,'' was tho reply. " But what sort
of a cow did tho Lord say I must give
yon a now milch or a farrow ?"
" A new milch cow, sir."
"Indeed! Your communication could
not havo been from the Lord, for I havo
no new milah cow."
Tho baffled beggar departed.
Another time the deacon opposed
some church measure, which was carried
in spite of him. Ha promptly refused
to pny his church taxes, and was sued,
aud his raddle taken for the debt. He
esteemed himself deeply wronged, and
rodo upon a sheepskin (wheeled vehicles
had as yet hardly appeared iu tho colo
nies) forever afterward. Aud riding
upou his sheepskin one day, he reined
his horse up to tho cottage door of
pretty Betty Lee. It was an old Dntch
doc, cut m tro in tho middle. Sho
came aud leased upon tho lower half,
her blue eyes open wide, itnd her dainty
hands holding fast to a plate which sho
was wiping.
"Betty," said he, solemnly, "the Lord
sent mo'hore to marry you."
' Betty's eyes fell upon tho doorstep,
and so did the plate. Tho demure
maiden, however, rallied instantly.
" Tho Lord's trill bo done," uho ro
plied.
The deacon nudged his horse and
trotted slowly away, and tho maiden
lluished washing her dishes. Betty's
father was not friendly to tho deacon,
and tried to breok the engagement. He
did not succeed, as appears from tho
"publishment" which, according to tho
custom of the times, was posted upon
tho church door. It was tho production
of the prospective bridegroom, aud ran
thus: .
" Reyn ld Marvin and Batty Lee
Do intend to marry ;
And t'lough her dd op-po-sed he,
They can no longer tarry."
Thy woro married, and lived iu
peace, and in a small stone house on the
wost side of " The Street " brought up a
large family of children, and in due
courso of events were gathered to their
fathers. On a timo-worn headstone in
the Lymo cemetery may bo seen tho fol
lowing inscription:
"This Deacon, aged sixty-eight,
Is freed' ou Earth from t-arving,
May for a crown no longer wait
Lyme's Captain Reynold Marvin.
Enemies Yet Friends.
While Pickett's division was before
Newborn, Gen. Pickett received, by flag
of truce, a lotter from a gentleman in Bos
ton, accompanied by a packngo of money
containing $2,000, in which tho writer
stated that ho had a brother, a Federal
officer, in tho Libby prison ; that his
brother was a former comrade of Pickett
in the Mexican war, aud appealed to
him by the friendship of their old days
to forward the money to his brother.
The appeal touched tho heart of the
soldier, and he at once dispatched an
orderly with the money to the officer.
The orderly, tempted by the unusual
sight of so many greenbacks, deserted
to tho lines and escaped with the booty.
As soon as Pickett heard of tho deser
tion he immediately went to Richmond,
and by a mortgage upon his Turkey
island property succeeded in borrowing
$2,000, which he carried to the prisoner
with an explanation of and apology for the
delay. The officer, when he learned by
what means tho general had raised the
money, declined to accept 81,000 of it;
but Gen. Pickett compellod him to do
so. The two soldiers then talked over
the days of the past, when together they
fought under the same flag, and as the
conversation ripened into a friendly
confidence, the prisoner frankly told the
general that his object was to escape, if
possible, and that he intended nsiug
some of the money bo had paid him in
the effort. The general chocked him at
once, by telling him that he could not
receive bis confldeuo iu such a matter.
That the money was his own, and that
he bad a right to do with it as he pleased,
but it wwuld be improper for him to be
come a party to his plans. He then left.
The prisoner did escape. Gen. Pickett's
estate was sold to satisfy the mortgage
which -he had executed.
Extravagance in Dress.
The extravagance of dress, which be
comes greater from day to day, alarms
persons of moderate means. They for
get that there are several degrees in the
fashions, and that the plain and unpre
tentious lady, who desires to go into
society, is not obliged to have the same
dress or diamonds as are worn by the
wealthy. The above, although from a
Paris paper and relating to that city, is
equally applicable to this country, as
many an unfortunate husband can testify.
The Right Sort of a Wife.
"Jennie June" writes to the Balti
more American .' Thousands of Ameri
cans have spent the few thousand dol
lars which stood between them and pov
erty in a European trip, because, wife
and daughters had not sufficient occupa
tion to make them feel the necessity of
staying at home. We frequently hear it
said: "Why, it is neoessnry to go
abroad; we can live cheaper there than
we ca(t at home." Yes, if living on the
results of some other person's labor is
all that we have to do, but women who
have homes and husbands should do
something more than this they should
work in their homed, and add the value
of their labor to the raw material which
the earnings of tho man purchases.
One New York' woman, not quite
spoiled, has worked this out for herself
very satisfactorily, and her example may
stimulate others. Some time ago she
lived with her husband and two daugh
tersone grown, the other still at school
in a nice house, on a good side street,
and kept two servants; not an extensivo
establishment, but enough with her
small family to obviate the necessity for
much exertion on her part. When tho
eldest daughter left school (liko all other
daughters who leave school), she wanted
to go to Europo, and the mother, worked
upon by sympathizing friends, soon be
came convinced that it was necessary for
tho two daughters' health and her own
(though persons more capable of doing
justice to excellent roast beef never
lived) that thoy should all go to Europe,
nnd to Europe they accordingly went;
tjje husband giving up the homse and
establishing himself in bachelor quar
ters. But the realization of the dream was
not o pleasant as anticipated; or per
haps the wife found that the husband
became reconciled to their absence too
early. At any rate, after six months of
absence, she returned without being sent
for, to find her husband depressed by
business difficulties, his tenants gone
without having paid the rent, and much
of the nico furniture ruined. Fortu
nately, she belonged to good old stock,
who, when they see their duty, do it.
She rescued what she could of the furni
ture, and transferred it to a pretty, but
very unostentatious " flat " up town,
above the fifties, and with tho furniture
out of the way and a reduced rental,
managed to secure a good, regularly
paying tenant.
When tho daughters proposed going
to tho intelligence office after " help,"
sho said:
" No, my daughters; we willhelpeach
other, fnd in that way help papa out of
bis difficulties."
So they organized their modern house
hold on a simple bat very practical foot
ing, which has proved delightful. They
might very well hire all the help they
choose now, but they would not do it on
any account. They laughingly declare
that their firm has resumed specie pay
ments, for their expenses are so light
compared with what they were formerly,
that money is plentiful, and tho papa
insist', as the housework is so well done,
upon giving, as an allowance for the
girls, doublo the amount he formerly
paid in wages. I am sorry to say that
that this palte n woman is not a full
blooded New Yorker. She was born in
New England.
The Advantage of It.
The day had been sot, and the young
man was nappy. But his father failed
iu business, and he collected all the pink
love letters, tho lock of hair, the faded
violet, etc., nnd started for her father's
mansion. Ha was high-minded and
honorable and felt in duty bound to re
lease her from tho engagement, Yet lie
grew faint as he was ufchered into the
parlor. Such love as his wouldn't stay
crushed.
" George 1 dear George!" she 'ex
claimed, as she entered the parlor and
seized his hand.
" Arabella, I am here to do my duty,"
he said, as he rosejup.
" W-what's the matter ?" she asked.
" H-haven't you heard of of my fath
er's failure ?'' he inquired, bis heart
beating painfully.
" Why, yes, dear George, and what
of it ! '
" Aren't you won't you that is !"
" I'm glad of it that's all !" she
cried.
" You are V"
" Of course I am 1 I was talking with
father, and ho said if your father had
failed for $00,000 he'd make at least
$50,000 out of it, and, of course, you'll
get twice as much as you counted on !"
Effects of a Cold.
" By dabe is Jodes. I ab the most
biseruble bad udder tho sud. I ab eter
dally catchig code, so that I dever cad
talk plaid. I tried evc-rythig id the
world to prevodt it ; subber ad widter it
is all the sabe. I breathe through by
bouth frob Jaduary to Decebber, f rob
tiie bedigig to the edd of the year. I've
tried every systeb of bedicid, but id
vaid. All kides of teas, drops, ad old
wibbed's dostrubs have beed tried ; I've
swallowed edough of theb to drowd be ;
but its do use. Dothig u lder heaved
cad keep by feet warb ; dothig keep be
frob catchig code. Jones went to sore
nade his ladylove, and sang after this
iasmon :
Cub, oh, cub with be,
The bood is beabig;
Cub, oh cub with be.
The stars are gleabing,
And all aroud above,
With beauty teeb :
. Doodiight honru are best for lub.
Economical Women.
The Fitchbnrg (Mass.) Sentinel has
this striking statement : Since we pub
lished the statement a few days ago re
specting a lady in Westminster whose
annual expenses for clothing did not ex
ceed eleven dollars per annum, one of
our Fitchburg ladies, in high social
position, has stated that ber annual ex
pense for clothing, doctor's, and den
tist's bills for the past eleven years has
averaged less than seven dollars per
annum. It is evident tbat neither one
of these ladies is vesponsible for the
panic, through which . we are now pass
lug. for their extravagance, and it is re
freshing to know in these fearful times
of bankruptcy ana dishonesty that some
high-born ladies can declare their mnO'
eenoa of the great transgression. ;.
A SALT LAKE ELOPEMENT.
The War a Mormon Girl misled her lleln
tlrrs nnd Fooled her Sailor.
More than three years ago, Charles B.
Hopkins met and fell in love with Miss
Alice S. Young, the eldest daughter of
Brigham Young, Jr. The. attachment
became mutual, and the youug gentle
man waited upon his lady love for sev
eral months, but against the will and
consent of her parents. The game grew
hotter ; in fact, it beoame evident to the
young lady's dad that the lovers were in
earnest, and that if something were not
done, and that, too, suddenly, ho would
have a wedding in his family. The
young gentleman was therefore forbid
den the house by the irate father, who
laid such an injunction upon the suitor
to stay away . that it was positively un
safe for him to disobey tho mandate of
the Lord's anointed. Every means was
then employed to prevent the young
lady from seeing her lover. She was
taken with the dignitaries of the priest
hood on missions from place to place,
with the intention of diverting her
mind, and, if possible, to aliennte her
affdetion for her lover ; at least, to bring
her in contact with other young Mor
mons, some of whom it was hoped f ho
might learn to smile upon. Finnlly, a
Mormon, nevertheless au intelligent
young man, scarcely of her own age,
addressed himself to her good graces,
and to all human appearances became
the favored' lover. His love was genu
ine, nnd, it is said, at times became over
powering. He waited upon ber most
devotedly until almost tho very hour
that she danced away with tho other
fellow, and for the past two years Briggy
has looked upon him as the savior of his
daughter, encouraging him in his suit.
In short, it became generally to be re
garded as a fact that Miss Alice and her
new lover were engaged to be married,
and it is not improbable that ho, as
well a? the parents, were happy in such
a belief. She would go to balls and
places of amusement with him, and by
prearrangement would there mpet Hop
kins, but with such adroitness were
these meetings conducted, that her most
intimate friends even did not dream of
the matrimonial conspiracy in progress.
Other and clandestine mooting were
had from time to time, and au epistolary
correspondence maintained without de
tection between her aud her old flamo.
The day was set, and the marriage was
to take place immediately after tho
elopement, which was to be made next
month. One day last week she sent
word to Mr. Hopkins that ber father
was about to send her to St. George,
where she would be compelled to stay,
she knew not how long, and without the
shadow of a hope for an escape. Ac
cordingly it was arranged for her on
Saturday night to flee from the harem,
be wedded, and go home with her lover.
A mutual friend had been taken into the
plot, and to him was left the conduct of
affairs. The young man who was to aid
in the escape, accompanied by Mr. Hop
kins, drove to the rosidonce of the young
lady, tho White House on tne hill,
but found all the gates of the great stone
wall securely locked, and the girl no
where to be soon. On the following day
it was ascertained that the prophet was
holding a secret conclave iu his school
bouse, within the samo inclosnre' that
Alice lived, and the gates had therefore
been closed to exclude intruders. Fur
thermore, tho young man who had been
wasting his auection on the girl for the
last two years had dropped iu to spend
the evening. Plans were again adjusted,
and to be executed on Monday night.
She was to smuggle her clothing out of
the house and place it under a designated
tree iu the yard, where tho young men
were to go at six o'clock, P. H. and take
it away, nnd two hours later go for the
young lady herself. At the appointed
hour they went with a light vehicle to
the front tnte of the prince, and, whilo
one held the horses, tho other proceeded
to load in the girl's personal effects, in
the meanwhile keeping his pistol in
hand, well knowing that to be found in
vading the premises of the prophet
would bring upon him a serious and per
haps desperate fight. This part of the
work was done with no disturbance; bu
shortly afterward Brigham, Jr., mis
trusted something was wrong, and Miss
Alice fled in search of her lover, pur
sued by her father. Making hpr way
down Main street, she met Charles near
the ruins of the First National bank,
when the told him they bad been dis
covered, and that her father had been
pursuing her.
He directed her to remain there while
he called a hack to take them to the
minister, but before he leturued she
beard ber father coming down the
street, puffing and blowing like a por
poise in distress. She crossed the street
iu front of the Demijohn saloon, and
when her father had gone by she return
ed; but no sooner had she got back than
.brigham, Jr., turned and was coming
toward her, when she dodged behind a
pile of adobes in the street, where sho
remained ooncealed until he bad pa sed
out of sight. She was much excited,
for it was a narrow escape, and she de
termined not to remain there any long
er. Accordingly she again hurried
across the street, ran through the alley,
near the billiard hall, and going across
lots to South Second street, made her
way to the residence of ber lover in the
Sixth ward.
When Charley returned to where he
had left her, of coarse he was wild with
excitement, 'for be naturally enough
thought that she bad been captured and
carried back to the harem. A number
of friends were called and stationed on
all the corners to watch for her, while
he with one companion drove to his
home, where she by this time had ar
rived. The three together now proceed
ed to the residence of the Rev. Mr.
Welch, who married the lovers and sent
them home with his blessing.
First the young lady's brother put in
an appearance, and desired a private in
terview with bis brother-in-law. It was
granted, but no harm came of it. He
then appealed to bis sister to go home
with him, but when answered that she
was already at home, be left the house
weeping. The prince himself called,
accompanied by several policemen. He
demanded to know of Mr. Hopkins if
he and Alice were married, and the re
ply was tbat they were just about m
effectually married as a minister of the
gospel could do it. Brigham, Jr., then
addressed his daughter, avowing that he
acknowledged ber, but turning to Mr.
Hopkins he said: " You and 1 have no
claim upon each other." The reply was:
"That is mutual." Salt Lake Tribune.
COMIC SONUS AND SINGERS.
Hnlnrles of Binders nnd a Few of their
Prrnlinrltles 4omrthlnc very Feraonnl.
An exchange gives the following inci
dents about oomio singers: Poor prices
are paid for comic songs. Harrigan, or
Williams, or Poole, will charge from
$20 to $50 for a song words aud music
according to its merit, but then they
are the regulars in tho bnfiness. The
amateurs may deem themselves lucky if
they get $5, and from that low figure the
price runs down to the point at which
the comic singer deems himself doing
a favor to tho author by singing bis
bantling.
The musio is generally old or slightly
changed from some well known danco
air or already popular melody. "Tho
Whereabouts of Tweed," for instance,
is set to tho old English f;ong, "Per
haps she's on tho railway." " Tbd Tin
and Needle Peddler " mu3io is adapted
from the " Jolly Brothers " galop, etc
Harrigan, although not versed in music,
has a very nico appreciation of melody,
and gets up his own airs, whistling or
singing them to a musical transcriber,
who notes down and arranges them.
Song writers are generally expected to
furnish musio for their words. Frank
Lewis has produoed a number of origi
nal airs of no mean merit, and so has
Sinclair.
Copyright on comic songs is little
valued or thought of by their owners,
not that it might not be dofended, but
because littlo is to bo gained by legal
proceedings against follows who have
nothing from which to pay damages.
Consequently, proprietary right is prac
tically registered as soon ns a song is
sung in pnblic. There is not one of
Tony Pastor's, Harrigau's, or Williams'
songs, which, if good, will not be Bung
in a half dozen variety shows, concert
halls, aud free aud easys abont town be
fore it is forty -eight hours old. Some
times this pilfering goes to the extent
of publication with avowed authorship,
but there it is seldom as successful, as
the publishers may bo reached by law.
Queer blunders occurin this way. Once,
for example, two parties, one a famous
negro minstrel, now dead, stolo a song
of Poole's, the popular "Finnegan's
Wake," and published it, dividing tho
honors of authorship, one taking credit
for the words, nnd the other for the
music ; but, as it happened, the musio
was an old Scotch air, and to quote a
comio song " that's what gave thorn
away." Strange to say, few airs are
taken from what would seem to bo a
rich mine, the songs of the minor thea
ters and cafes chantant of Paris.
The salaries of professional singers of
comio songs, provided they have reputa
tion already, aro very largo, ranging
from $75 to $250 a week. Tony Pastor,
if singing under engagement, would get
$250. Gus Williams commands $200 a
week by the season. Pat Itooney gets
$200 a week, Courtright $150, and Ker
nel! $125. Then, in addition to this,
they make considerable amounts from
the sale of rights of publications and the
sales of song books, musio publishers
paying a royalty of generally about ten
per cent, ou their sales of sheet music
and proportionately on books. Some
times rights are sold out and out, but
not frequently if tho songs are good for
anything, and sinco Harrigan foolishly
threw away a little fortune by selling
tho " Mulligan Guards " to Pond A
Co. for $50 cash down, such transactions
will no doubt be rarer in tho fnture.
The English comio sinners who have
achieved reputation iu this country havo
been not many more in number than tho
native singers mentioned. There was
Horace Lingard, famous once as " Cap
tain Jinks," who now confines himself
to comedy acting, except when he enters
a village too small for a dramatic com
pany, and then ho does bis old
" sketches as well as ever; Harry
liickards, whose popularity as Brown,
the Tragedian," in tho song of that
title, has won for him a re-engagement
in the Olympio Theater, to which house
ho will soon return from England; Jolly
Nash, who is doing his " Laughing
song out iu California; Fred Foster, the
original " Piccadilly;" J. H. Milburn,
great as " The Dancing Jiarber; Harry
Munroe, who wrote his own songs, and
will be bebt remembered by his "Svell
with the Carrotty Hail'," and "All
among the Clover; Victor Jjistor and
Guy Linton, the latter of whom is
traveling somewhere in this country.
Story of a Russian Princess.
A young Russian has for some years
been prosecuting his chemical studies
at the university of Leipsio with unusual
zeal. The young man, of an aristocratio
exterior, made friends of all who cume
in contact with him. Boceutly be
passed a most brilliant examination,
which was rewarded with the diguity of
master of arts. Soon thereafter a
young lady called on one ot the most
prominent proiessors oi tue university,
addressing the celebrated savant in the
following words : "I desire, professor,
before I depart from Leipsio, to express
to you my most hearty thanks." The
professor, perfectly astonished, ob
served : "Thanks, but what forK'
Listen, sir. I was married to tho old
prince My husband died some
years ago. He died insolvent, so that I
was leit even without the daily Dreau.
I resolved to seek the necessary means
of subsistence in scienoe." The pro
fessor then interrupted her, saying :
"Yes, most gracious lady, nevertheless
I cannot Bee why you should address
any thanks to me." The lady con
tinued : " Observe, then, it is now
more than three years that here in Leip
sic I have been a student. The student
who lately passed the examination, and
whom you considered worthy of distinc-
Ai 2 1.1 11 . If II
nun, is uuue uuier luuu wjacii
Won't Go. One morning a little four-
year-old boy lay awake in bis crib. His
head seemed to be stopped up with a
cold. After vainly struggling for a
while to clear it, he exolaimed: " Mam
ma, what is the matter with one side of
of my now f It won't go."
Life.
Tho whole story of life has been coir.
pressed into this dainty little poem by
Jean Iugelow :
Sweet is childhood childhood's over,
Kiss and part.
Sweet Is youth bnt yonth'o a rovor
So's my heart.
Sweet Is rest ; bnt all by showing
Toil is nigh.
We muBt go. Alas ! the going,
Say, "good-bye."
Items of Interest.
A London court is deep in the mazes
of a divoroe suit in which the respondent
is ninety years old.
" Talking to her husband in a loud
tono of voice " is enough to send a Per-
sian wife to jail for thirty days.
A cat is popularly supposed to be
fond of her offspring. A popular delu
sion ! She is constantly licking them.
"Alkali Jim," a convict iu San Quen
tin prison, California, hid himself in a
shoe case nnd was shipped to Sim
Francisco.
The high prioe of meat in England has
brought to light the fact that there is at
present less live stock in that country
than in any other in Europe.
The old State-House in Boston is
doomed. The leases empire on the
first of July and immediately afterwards
tho building will be demolished.
A mon has been sentenced to a month's
imprisonment at hard labor, in Enniskil
len, Ireland, for stealing sticks valued at
ono penny from Lord Belmore's estate.
A Western editor says: "We black our
boots with 15,000,000 boxes of domestic
blacking in a year." He saves 5,000,000
boxes a year by not blacking his heels,
odds a brother editor.
Warren Parker, of Adrian, Mich., has
bid for distinction iu meanness by forg
ing the name of one sweeetheait to a
note, and Ufting the money so obtained
in eloping with another.
A sure cure for pain in a hollow tooth
is a mixture of powdered alum and com
mon salt, applied with a look of cottou.
A sensation of coldness follows tho ap
plication, after whichthe pain gradually
subsides.
A Nevada sheep man, who had tried
and succeeded with sheep, said :
" Sheep are better than a government
bond; you can tear off a coupon every
six months half as big as the bond, and
the bond is left as big as it was."
Three men were shot in a row at a ball
at Gaudaloupe, Cal. One of them re
fused to stop dancing until a physician
arrived, aud then only long enough to
have the bullet extracted from his back;
but, upon trying to dance again, he fell
and died.
If there is anything calculated to make
even a young swell of the most rugged
constitution nervous, it is to have two or
three children standing around eating
bread aud jam whan ho has called in his
evening things, radiant in black an J
creve-caur, just before making a latt..
call on her.
There are 45,000 men and women and
72,000 children who live in the canal
boats on the English rivers pnd canals.
Of these 26,000 men aud women live as
husbands and wives without being mar
ried, and have 40,000 illegitimate chil
dren. Ninety-five per cent, can neither
read nor write.
He entered a car door. When the
brakemau came inside and took a key
out of his pocket, unlocked the stove,
put in some wood, and locked the door
again, he asked him what he locked the
stove door for. The brakemau shut bis
loft eye, and said he locked the door so
the fire couldn't go out.
A littlo six-year-old city boy went into
the country visiting. He bad a bowl of
bread and milk. He tasted it and then
hesitated a moment, when his mother
asked him if he didn't like it, to which
he replied, smacking his lips : " Yes,
ma'am. I was only wishing our milkman
would keep a cow."
A bill has been introduced into the
California Senate which provides that
" all original articles or correspondence
hereafter appearing in any newspaper or
serial" published in that State "shall
be pnuted in said newspaper or serial
with the full real name of the author of
each articlo or correspondence. "
Somobody said to Charlotte Cush-
man, not many years ago : " You are
now alone in your great art your fame
has no competitor. Where shall we find
an equal to succeed you ?" Miss Cush
man replied simply : " No, my good
friend, nobody is indispensable. Mme.
Janauschek is my equal, and, besides
she is younger, and bo handsome."
Flowers at the Centennial.
The horticultural grounds and exposi
tion of the Centennial comprise forty
acres, covering the whole of a sugar-loaf
hill located near the center of the ex
position iuclosure. All the United
States trees will be represented, and tho
plants reoently introduced from China,
Japan and the east. The space reserved
for the display of ornamental gardening
will contain about 70,000 flowering, and
perhaps as many foliage plants, arranged
m tne carpet ueu, riuuun uiiu geometri
cal styles of gardening. The building,
exclusive of the main hall and the four
greenhouses, is divided into several
compartments for the individual exhibits
of florists and gardeners. On the north
and south sides are the two greenhouses,
each thirty by one hundred feet in size.
These and the main ball are heated by
hut water for the exhibition of choice
plants of commerce, tropical and other
exotio productions. The main ball,
eighty by two hundred and thirty in
size, will be ornamented by a handsome
marble fountain surrounded by statuary
and specimens of the oeramio act. The
heating of this large building is effected
as follows : Four large return flue-boilers
placed in the basement of the main ball
connect by iron pipes laid underneath
tne noor oi tne passageway, conveying
water to and from the boilers, and, pro
pelled by heat, the water moves through
out the building, disseminating a genial
and uniform heat everywhere