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The earth k wrapped in dream of bliss.
In a rasi complete ;
And the touch of the sir is liks a kisc.
Comforting, sweet. - ,
And the tiny creatures in singing low
Asalullaby;
And the watching ailenoe doth stir and glow
As the wind creeps by.
And there is the son's own mantle flung
On the chestnut tops.
And yonder are tangled rainbows hang
Wit : shimmering drops.
And orer the things so soon to die ' ' .
Is a gentler law,
A hash of pesos and a tenderer sky
Than the summer saw. . ,
Open the windows wide to-day, . ! ; -
. Where a soul may dwell.
In the heart of a palace grand and gay.
Or a prison eelL -
O look, ye happy, tni pleasure grows
To a nobler thing ; .
Till you bring your joy as the ember flows.
For an offering.
And look, ye weary, till grief and pain
Transfigured shine.
Rejoice for the crimson glory's gain.
The holiest sign.
O mourn ye never that hope is lost, a .
That rest delays ;
They are after rammer and after frost.
These sweetest days.
Often and often win skies be gray, ,
And hearts be sad ;
But the Lord hath made us a perfect day
Let ns be glad.
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TUB MiwT Low Slory.
BY JTSTIN- M CARTHY.
"Xo, I don't care so much for staying
in Germany now," said my friend
Lyndsay Roundell to me the other day,
as we sat, after dinner, we two alone,
in tbe window of a little hotel over
looking the Thames. We had not met
for years ; and having now chanced to
meet in London, he on returning from
the Italian port where he had been
British consul, and I having just come
back from the United States, we cele
brated our reunion by a quiet dinner
together. When we used to meet more
often and were a little younger, we
were both passionate lovers of German
literature, music, philosophy, scenery,
and wines. Xaturally, therefore, we
had been talking of Germany.
"Xo," he repeated. "I don't care
much about staying in Germany any
more. I always hurry through. I know
all about United Germany, and its
greatness, and its victories, and that
sort of thing, and it's splendid, of
course. I am glad of it, you know;
but it's a little like a fellow who is glad
that some girl he loved when he was a
boy has grown a grand lady and mar
ried an earl. Delighted, of course, and
all that; but she isn't our Lisette any
more. I spent a night or two in Berlin
lately, and went to an evening party
had to. It was given by a friend, a
modest professor. I tell you there was
as much show and sham, as much jew
elry and rustling silks, and bare shoul
ders and footmen, and airs and tom
foolery, as if it was in Paris under the
empire."
"I fear I fear that years are telling
on yon, Roundell. You are becoming
an old fogy."
"I suppose so. But these people used
to be to simple, sweet, and homely
when I used to visit Berlin first. Tell
you what, I used to like the little courts
of the tiny princes. It's a shame, I
suppose; but I used to like them. Say
what you will, these little courts had a
flavor of antique chivalry and old ro
mance about them."
"Had they? I confess I never could
see it. I thought them ridiculous little
humbugs."
"Well, and you are right enough,
from the point of view taken by the
journalist and the practical politician.
But why don't you take a look at them
from the romancist's standpoint?"
"Because I can't imagine any ro
mance clinging around such formal,
dry, and dusty old pedantries. Did
you ever hear of the romance of a
Gold Stick in Waiting the hero of a
thrilling love story?"
Roundell only sent a column of smoke
up over his head into the blue ether,
and was silent. After a silence of a
moment or two, he said, "Did you see
in the papers the death of the grand
duchess of Liebesheim?" -
"Xo, I didn'tobserve. Theold graud
duchess?"
"Oh, no, the young one the wife of
the grand duke I mean the fellow who
was grand duke until Bismark sponged
him off the slate."
"I didn't see. Where did she die?"
"In Florence. She was very young
to die?"
"Young to die yes. But she was
not exactly a chicken, you know. Let
me see. When was it we saw her in
Liebesheim at her marriage festivals?
In '52, wasn't it? Well, you see, twenty
years"
"Yes, yes, of course; but I always
think of her as young. How beautiful
she looked then !"
"She did; she seemed a charming
woman. I only saw her twice the
day when her husband brought her out
into the balcony to bow to the crowd,
and once at the court ball, for which
some good-natured functionary I for
get who it was kindly got me a ticket."
"She is dead so soon," my friend
repeated, thoughtfully.
I did not quite understana nis emo
tion. I was sorry the grand duchess
should be dead, if she particularly
wished to live; but one must be a great
devotee to royalty to feel profound
grief at the death of a princes whom
he saw twice, in a crowd and at a dis
tance, twenty years ago. It surprised
me, too, to find my friend so deeply
concerned for the extinction of any
royalty, seeing that he used to be rather
of the stern republican school. To be
sure, since he and I were in Germany
together he had received a consulship
from the government of her majesty,
Queen Victoria.
"They said her husband was a worth
less scamp," said I, for want of any
thing else or better to lay.
"They did ; I believe it was only too
true, replied Roundel leather gloomily,
"&ne aiun t care a none mm; l sup
pose?" I asked. ;
"Xo. .How could she! ..lie was
orute, and the marriage was a mere
political arrangement."
"I suppose these royal or sc ml-royal
marriages always are. - .
. Tie didn't answer directly. But he
tent up another pillar of smoke, and
murmured, ''Dead t-r-so young, and so
beautiful!'! ' ' '
"You grow quite sentimental about
tbe grand duchess.' Did you know her?'
"I never saw her, as you have said,
for 20 years."
"Then why are you so greatly con
cerned about her death ?"
'Well, you see, her memory belongs
to the old time, when we - were young
ana i can see ner race now berore me,
sad and beautiful. I know she' was
very unhappy. I remember bearing a
story I don't know whether it's worth
telling, though."
"By all means. Go ahead. I shall
be delighted to hear it,"
I said this because Roundell spoke in
that half-eager, half-apologetic tone
which shows that a man wants to (ell
you something, but' is afraid vou will
not care to listen to it.
"It isn't much. .There was a fellow
I knew at the time we were in Liebe
sheim an English fellow. I don't
think you knew him. He was study
ing something or other there, and he
liked to read in the mornings. : He used
to get up with the lark and stroll out
Into the park. . You remember the park
pretty, wasn't it? And he found out
a quiet place where hardly any people
ever went even in the day, and he used
to read there. I remember the spot,
every stone and leaf of it he showed it
to me and I used to lounge there some
times after he had gone. It was a little
bit of a clearing in rather a thick part
of the wood, and there was a little
stream there. I used to spout Goethe's
poem to the Bachleln there." "
'You used to spout, or the fellowyou
are telling me of?"
'Ob, I used to when he bad gone,
you know. Perhaps he used to spout
it too; it doesn't matter. There were a
couple of statues there, a nymph and a
faun that sort of thing all grown
over with moss. Well, sir, one lovely
summer morning, when this fellow was
reading there, declaiming out loud
he had a great fashion of doing that '
. "So had you, I remember."
"Had I, really? Oh no, I think not;
anyhow, he had. Welt, he was de-
claming something from Schiller, when
suddenly be beard an unmistakable
laugh a very pleasant, musical laugh
and looking up, he saw "
"A girl, of course."
"Wrong, for once. He saw two
girls."
"All the same. I knew we should
get to some girl or girls before long."
"Xice girls, too, and very beautiful ;
quietly dressed; citizens' daughters
that sort of thing. Got into talk with
this fellow. .Were as friendly and
sweet and modest as dear little German
girls only can be, or used to be in those
days. Tbe fellow talked a good deal,
too. They were interested in England
and his studies, and so on. One of
them had lovely eyes. Went away, of
course. Fellow went there next morn
ing."
"They came agaiu."
"Wrong sir; they didn't- He was
sorry. But they came the morning
after."
"Oh, confound it, that all comes to
the same thing. They, came, anyhow."
"They did. Acquaintance grew and
grew. They would sit on the grass and
talk for an hour at a time they three."
"Always three?"
"Always at first." " '
"Thought so."
"Like a good fellow, let me get on
my own way. Or you tell me the story
If you know all about it."
"Well, I almost think I could. The
regular sort of thing, I suppose the
fellow you know fell in love with the
girl who had the eyes, and for some
reason or other she couldn't marry him
and they were miserable, or she did
marry him, and they were happy.
Can't be anything else. Did marry or
didn't marry, there's the only differ
ence." Roundell laughed rather a gloomy
sort of laugh. . "la this case it was
diknt marry," he said ; "but we may
as well go regularly through with the
story, as we have begun it, its not
quite so commonplace as you suppose.
Wall, these girls came very regularly
in the mornings, and sometimes they
even arranged to meet the fellow of
evenings on rare occasions, though.
Once there was a sort of saturnalian
masquerade in the open air in the gar
dens of the old Schloss, and the girls
gave the fellow a hint that they were
to be there, and how they were to be
dressed, and be found them out. She
was dressed like a Swiss peasant girl
bodice and sleeves, short skirts, you
know."
"Yes silver spoon in the hair, lib
eral display of ankles. Go on."
My friend looked grim at my levity,
and I felt bound to excuse myself by
saying that as I didn't personally know
tbe fellow who was the nero ot in is
romance, I might be forgiven if I spoke
too lightly of his idol's ankles.
Roundell went on : "It was the
queerest sort of thing, the meeting of
these three the three always, until
just the end. There really wasn't any
love-making in particular, aiuiougu uie
fellow grew at last to be madly in love
with tbe girl with the eyes. Sbe called
herself Dorothea; the other was Mela.
They were cousins, they said, daugh
ters of worthy trades-people wno up
plied things to the Schloss. They used
to talk about books. "The girls were
narticularlv interested in English nov
els and poetry and art, and I don't know
what all. The poor Jeilow was con
foundedly happy. And, do you know.
I think studious and poetic young fel
low of that age are wonderfully jure.
This fellow wasnt any better than any
of the rest of us; but, by Jove! bis love
for. her was as pure as the lore of a
woman." V " - - "
"Did she fall la love with him?" '-
"WelL It came out In this sort of
way. He was rather a good-looking
young fellow then, though perhaps you
wouldn't think so now fellow change
so and he was full of poetry and pas
sion, and that sort of staff, just at the
age when a man would be delighted to
give his life for a woman. Well, sir,
one morning she had a little flower in
her band, and as they were parting,
she held it in an uncertain sort of way,
as If she were going to offer it .to him,
He extended hi hand; the flower
dropped; he reached down for it; their
bands just touched one moment, one
single little moment by Jove! as short
as this puff of smoke; and when she
looked up her face was all crimson
and then sbe turned away; and she
knew as well a heaven does that the
fellow was in love with her, and be
knew that sbe loved him.?
Roundell paused in bis story The
evening wa deepening down, the skies
were purpling, and the Thames wa
assuming a sad and melancholy hue,
The faint ripple of the water was heard
more and more clearly. My friend
looked out of the window, and seemed
to enjoy the quiet beauty of the scene,
"Well, but the rest of the story,
Roundell," I said, f
"The 'rest of the story? I don't
know that it isn't all over." I
"Oh, come now, there must be a little
more."
. "Yes, a little; but I think it might
have been better, somehow, if it had
ended there."
Asyhow, it didn't, so go on."
Well, the fellow didn't see either of
the girls next day, or the next. But
the third day they came ; and Dorothea
was very sweet and melancholy, and
the other one, Meta, was rather distant
In manner, the fellow thought, and
seemed frightened somehow. They
didn't stay long; Meta seemed wild to
getaway; but when they were going,
Dorothea gave her hand to to the fel
low, and put into it a tiny scrap of
paper."
"Ahl" ,. : , .. . ;
"Yes, a liny scrap of paper. It had
few words written on it. Of course he
didn't read it until he was safe out of
the range of everybody's eyes. Then
he read it. It ouly asked him to meet
her after dusk. In the old place, that
evening. Of course he went, ne waited
a long time, wondering, and in agony
lest some confounded stroller should
come that way. The place was as free
and open to any one who pleased as
that bank of the Thames there, but it
was just out of the regular track of
promenaders and loungers, and, thanks
to the routine tendencies of the human
mind, not a creature ever did come
there but the poor fellow and these
girls. So he waited for an hour, and
at last she came. She was almost out
of breath, and frightened ; said she had
great difficulty in getting away, but
that she was resolved, come what
would, fa see him alone for the last
time."
"For the last time?"
"Those were her words, aud her firm.
sad face showed that she meant it. She
told him that she and her compenion
had been doing a very foolish thing.
and running a terrible risk, and that
they trusted to his honor as an English
gentleman to help them out of the fix
by just keeping their secret, and for
getting all about them. She wa aw
fully in earnest: no affectation, no
coquetry; brave and firm; but with
the flash of a tear now and then in her
beautiful eyes. She told the fellow that
she was tbe cousin and companion of
the princess, who was to marry the
young grand duke of Liebesheim."
"Meta?"
"Meta, she told him, was the future
grand duchess. Sae was brought to
Liebesheim to marry the grand duke.
She was the daughter of a mediatized
prince, and put under the care of his
hard and formal old mother. Or course
Dorothea told tbe fellow that the prin
cess could not love her future husband.
How could she? Every one knew that
he was a selfish cub. Dorothea's eyes
filled with tears when she spoke of the
miserable fate of her friend. 'I may
tell you,' she said to the fellow, 'that
she loves one whom she will always
remember and can never see again.' "
"But how about herself ?"
"Yes, I am afraid that concerned the
fellow a good deal more than the trou
bles of the grand duchess that was to
be. 'Dorothea, said said the fellow,
you know, 'this musn't affect us; we
must not part; nothing must separate
us; I love you, and all that kind ol
thing. I would have talked at her like
a mad man, and he caught her hand
and kissed it, and begged of her to be
his wife, although the poor devil God
help him ! bad a very small allowance
to live on. and was good for nothing as
far as money-making goes, and he was
only two-and-twenty years old; but
she stood there firm and patient and
suffering. Ah, by Jove! I know she
was; it was in her eyes, for the fellow
told me so. She said : My friena, we
must not see each other any more ever
again. We must part. You will not
ask me why; but we must part.' Then
she told the fellow that the young prin
ces and herself had taken a freak of
going out for morning walks dressed
like city girls, and that they meant no
harm ; and that one day they beard the
fellow declaiming from bchiuer, ana
they listened, and then they got into
talk with him, and they rattier used
the fellow ; and so on, you know.' Xow
the princess marriage was approach
ing, and there must be no more cakes
and ale. 'But you will not be sorry to
learn,' said Dorothea, 'that your friend
ship and our pleasant talk sometimes
gladden the poor princess, and that she
will remember you always as a mend."
"But what bad all this to do with
herself?" I asked, a little Impatiently.
"That wa just what the fellow put
to her; but she said that her fate was
bound up with that of the princess, and
she too hinted of some conrounuea
marriage engagement. Oh, be talked,
did the fellow, I can tell you. Hi elo
quence fairly astonished himself. But
it was all to no purpose. She firmly
declared that they must never meet any
more. Then he began to accuse her of
having played with his love; but she
looked at him with such a grieved and
imploring face that he soon dropped
that game. He begged of her even to
give him the comfort of telling him
that she loved him, that If things bad
been different, and all that. She only
said, 'My friend, some day you and
will both be glad that I speak no foolish
words now.- - You will look back on my
memory with all tbe better feeling.1
It was growing late; the woods were
darkening all this, though it seems
long, didn't take a quarter of an hour
she had to go away. She wouldn't
even give him a lock of her hair no,
by Jove! nor the flower in her bosom,
'Xot note, she said ; 'we have both gone
too far. Adieu; I won't ask you to
forget me, and she held out her hand.
He caught it and kissed it. There was
a ring upon her finger, which came
almost loose in his hand. He almost
thought of pulling It off, and keeping It
as a relic; but be didn't. He pressed it
on her slender little darling of a finger
again, aud iu half a moment she was
gone, and the fellow was alone."
"Poor fellow ! What did he do ?'
"Do? He moaned about the wood
for an hour or two, with his hands in
hi pockets, thinking of nothing, in an
odd, dazed sort of a way. At last he
went home to bis lodgings, and I think
he wished that he were a woman for
once." ? ;
"Why that?"
"Don't you see ? Because, if he were
a woman, he could have a good cry,
and ease hi mind a little. But he
could only smoke, and when the fellow
he knew made jokes he had to try. and
make jokes too. He went with them to
the beer gardens and the dancing place
and I don't suppose that any of them
ever knew the poor devil was wretched."
Did he keep up visiting the old
places iu the mornings?"
He did ; but tht never came again,
5e was gone."
"Then did he never see her again ?" -
"Oh, yes ; he saw ber once. It was
on the day of the grand duke's niar-
riage. He posted himself in the crowd,
poor fellow, to see the procession which
passed through thecity from the church
when that confounded brute and cad,
tbe grand duke, took his newly-made
wife round to show her to his people.
Tbe fellow thought, you know, that he
would be sure to see Dorothea some
where in the court carriages, and he
longed to see her again as much as if
the sight could do him any possible
good. There he stood, and be saw her,
Roundell brought hi clinched fist
heavily down on the table as he spoke.
In one of the court carriages, of
course?" ' -
In the carriage of the grand duke,
and seated by his side. She was now
his wife."
"Dorothea?"
"Dorothea herself." Roundell rose
up from his seat in the window, and
strode across the room, looked or affected
to look at the clock over tbe chimney-
piece, returned to the table, stood there
a moment in silence, then poured him
self out a glass of claret and drank It.
"Yes," he went on, "Dorothea was the
grand duchess. Meta was only the
cousin and companion. It was a pious
fraud she had tried to practice on the
poor fellow who loved her, and who
she well, perhaps might have loved if
he hadn't been a poor devil without
family or fortune, and she a German
princess."
"Did she see him r '
"Xo, she' was looking away when he
first saw her, and then he drew out of
the crowd. He spared her that. Meta
saw him, and turned pale. She was In
the third or fourth carriage. He made
ber a formal bow, as many others did,
and site returned it. But he saw by
something in her eyes as she glanced
toward him that she knew the secret
was safe. Then the fellow went home,
and he left Liebesheim the next morn
ing." ' '
I remembered now how very sud
denly Roundell himself had left Liebe
sheim that time, and how he was not
at the court ball for which I got the
tickets, and where, as I have already
said, I saw the grand duchess.
"What became of the fellow ?'
"Ob, nothing in particular. He lives.
ne promised to remember her, and I
believe he has kept his word."
"Did he ever marry ?"
"Oh, no; he was not a marrying
man, nor particularly fond of women'
company. I believe be never cared tor
any but that one woman, and she mar
ried a brute of a grand duke, and now
she's dead. That's all the story."
I am glad to have heard it," I an
swered, "although it' a sad story
enough. It is all the sadder to me,
Roundell, now, because I find I know
the fellow." ,
He looked at me with kindly eyes,
and nodded his head.
Life has a good deal of that sort of
thing, I suppose," he said, "If people
only knew it. The fellow wasn't worse
off thau many other fellow. But I
don't much care about staying long In
Germany now." Harper' Weekly.
Bridal Ceetasses.
We have learned to consider white as
essentially bridal costumes, but it has
not been always so; and even now the
Bokhara bride wears a rose colored veil
on ber marriage uay, anu in tne
modern'Greek IshyvJs the bridal veil is
of red silk a custom wblch has de
scended, no doubt fi-om the "flamen,"
or red bridal veil, of ancient Greece;
the Romans in old days wearing yellow
veils. The Armenian bride, on the
most important day of ber life, appears
In what closely resembles a sack made
of rich silk, completely enveloping tbe
figure, feet and beau, lue race is fur
ther hidden by a linen veil, over which
falls another of gold tinsel; and a part
of the ceremonial Is for the priest'
wife to dye the nail of the bride a deep
red with henna. In Turkey, the bride
appears in rich white satin brocade,
shot with silver, and bedizened with
pearls, a jewelled girdle around ber
waist, her face painted a crimson
patch the shape of a heart, on ber chin,
the rest of the visage a man of white,
except tbe black pencilled eyebrows.
XUXa
From some tables drawn up by Dr,
Farr It would seem, as far as can be
made out, there are1 cet tain -very crlti
eal periods in our career. A baby, for
Instance, has a very small chance indeed
of growing up. But, pa hejother hand
the period between the tenth and fif
teenth years inclusively Is that in which
tbe death average is the smallest. At
about 35 we must begin to take' care of
ourselves. At this period constitution
al changes set in ; our hair and teeth
begin to fail us; our digestion is no Ion
ger what It used to be; we., lose the
vigor of youth and neglect out-uoor ex
ercises; above all, the cares of life be
gin to make themselves perceptibly felt.
It is at this time that deaths from sui
cide take a marked place in the retorts
of mortality, and there is also consider
able reason to believe that habits of in
temperance are apt to develop then
selves. The picture, however, has its
sunshiny side. It would take, of course,
a professed actuary to deduce from Dr,
Farr's tables their exact result. It ap,
pears, however, that if a man tides over
his fiftieth year he may make tolerably
certain of living to seventy ; while, if
he reaches his seventy-fifth year, there
is a very strong presumption that he
will either turn bis ninetieth birth day
or very near it. A still more interest
ing question is opened by tbe series of
tables, which show the average mortal
ity In different professions and pursuits,
Gamekeepers are, for obvious reasons,
the healthiest class of our whole popu
lation ; clergymen and . agricultural la
borers come next, and are followed by
barristers; solicitors and businessmen
are less fortunate, while at the extreme
end of-the scale come unhealthy pur
suits, such as printing and file-grind
ing. "mmt
Tke Trse Terslaa afaa Isaatartaaa is
Good 8toriea are often curiously and
without the least ill Intention perver
ted In print, as in the case of an anec
dote of Mr. Sumner, which .has been
recently produced as connected with
Macaulay. The Easy Chair is very
sure that it gave the correct version
some time aro. but It Is evidently ne
cessary to give It again, for the credit
of Mr.' Sumner.' This is the form In
which it Is now generally repeated :
"Mr. Sumner found himself at din
ner In England in a distinguished com
pany. Among those present who were
strangers to him, and to whom, accord
ing to the English fashion, he was not
Introduced, was Macaulay, who sat
near him. One of Mr. Sumner's neigh
bors conversing of American subjects,
asked if Washington's remains were
still at Mouht Vernon. "Y'es, answered
Mr. Sumner; 'his ashes still lie there.'
The disdainful historian blurted out.
Ashes! was he burned up, then?'
Mr. Sumner, overwhelmed by the dis
courtesy, at a loss for a reply, was
silent. He might have met tbe inslnu
tiou with Gray' line, -
E'en in oor sahea Ht their wmtet area,'"
In fact, the scene was a breakfast at
Landor's. Somebody asked Mr.' Sum
ner whether General Washington was
buried under the Capitol, and he re
plied, substantially, that his asbe were
at Mount Vernon. "What!" roared
Landor: "I am amazed that a gentle
man of Mr. Sumner' scholarship should
use such a word. Was Washington's
body burned?" Sumner instantly re-
retorted, "Am I to understand, Mr.
Landor, when I read In Gray's elegy,
'Pen In oor aahes Uts their wootrd Bne,' j
that the poet refer to some- cinerary
process formerly in . vogue in - this
country ?" And be further confounded
Landor by quoting from the English
burial service, "Ashes to ashes, dust to
dust." Mr. Sumner was very fond of
telling the story, while the question
which provoked his retort was one that
Macaulay 's ready and ample memory
would probably have prevented his
asking.
Leaa-tk 01 Madera Caaasaltaa.
Tbe great social featureof the present
day is "pace everything goes ahead,
and armies most conform to this rapid
order of thing. Accordingly military
operation and result which used to
occupy year are now compressed into
month ; it might almost be saw week.
Tbe war of 1859 was declared by Aus
tria on April 2G; the first action, Mon
tebello, was fought on May 19 ; and the
war was finished at Solfenno on July
24. In 18G6 the Prussians virtually de
clared war by crossing the Austrian
frontier on June 23, and in seven week
tbe latter power was forced to come to
terms at the very gate of her capital.
Prussia received tbe French declara
tion of war on July 19, 1870. On Sept.
3 France's last armj in the field wa
destroyed at Sedan, and the last shot
were fired on Feb. 2, 1871. Here, then,
we have at once an immense saving of
life. Tbe long delay, which meant,
for the soldier, exposure to the wea
ther and to sickness : the defective
communications, entailing insufficient
food; the slowly dragging campaign
with all it privation and hardships-
all these fertile sources of disease and
death have vanished, or are vanishing.
It is true that the French soldiers both
in and out of Metz suffered terribly
from want of proper food and supplies;
but it must be remembered that their
administration was exceptionally bad,
and the very magnitude of their de
fects will prevent a repetition of them.
Let us, for comparison, take one or
two instance from the war of the first
Napoleon. Here is the state of bis ar
my dnring the invasion of Russia in
1812, not afier but 6rore meeting tbe
enemy otherwise than in small sair-
mishes:
"From the want of magazine and
the impossibility of conveying an ade
quate supply of of provisions for so
immense a host, disorder of every
kind had accumulated in a frightful
manner on the Hants and rear oi toe
army. Neither bread nor spirits could
be bad ; the flesh of tbe over-driven
animal and bad water constituted the
sole anbstance of tbe soldiers.
and before a great part of the army
had even seen the enemy, it had un
dergone a loss greater than might have
been expected from the moat bloody
campaign. When tne stragglers ana
sick were added to the killed and
wounded the total reached 100,000.
Again: Mamena entered Portugal
in October, . 1810 ; spent week and
weeks in futile examination .. of tbe
line of Torre Vedra ; and recrosaed
into Spain on April 3, 1811, "having
lost 90,000 men by want, akkneat, and
the sword." As tbe only action of any
importance that occurred during the
retreat wa that . of Barrosa, at which
the French loss was under 1,000, the
reader can estimate for himself what
proportion of the total loss was due to
"want and sickness.', These are but
two instances out of many that might
be quoted, but enough. Such protrac
ted neglect and suffering would be im
possible in these days, for the simple
reason if for no other that the sol
dier is now much too expensive an ar
tide to be squandered in such a whole
sale manner. Harmtllant Magazine.
JsasaeN Isaaen.
Natural good breeding is a character
istic of even the lowest of the Japanese.
It is not merely the civility of the peo
ple,, but their politeness-and grace
which so win Uie stranger's heart. We
discussed it as we walked. Can it, as
doubtless are tbe order and condition
of the roads and other public works, be
owing to the prolonged existence of a
local aristocracy ? To tbe presence of
natural leaders throughout the land
who are regarded as at once both chiefs
to obey and models to imitate? Will
polished manners long continue among
a people urged to get the utmost profit
from the soil t) meet their contributions
to the exigencies of a government in
visibly residing in a distant city, and
represented by one of the new class of
political adventurers who, now sitting
in the seat of the Dalmio, has but two
cares to gain promotion to higher
place and accumulate savings out of his
slender appointments? Will those wbo
have grown gray, and reared their
children beneath the sway of a long
line of hereditary lords, fashion their
manners upon the new-fangled habits
of tbe sharp politician who comes from
To-klo in a stiff and ungraceful West
ern dress to talk to them of the eternal
truths of political economy and the law
of nations; who, Instead of retainers, is
obeyed by some half-dozen policeman
in ill-fitting European trousers and un
comfortable European boots, and who
taking the place of Imabari, or perhaps
ef the great Awa himself, dwells In a
modest abode without the gate of Ima-
bari's castle? As each passer-by n eared
the visitors, he or sbe removed the
short blue kerchief wrapped turban-
wise around the head, and, as room wa
made that the latter might pass stooped
with a not ungraceful bow and gave
'good day" In the national salutation,
"O-tu-o.". Hoes and mattocks and
other farming tools were cheerfully and
politely tendered for inspection where
desired. The owners of neat little
houses by tbe roadside seemed pleased
to see the strangers examine their curi
ous details; their accurate carpentry-
junctions without nail or bolt; sliding
doors and shutters; windows formed of
delicate panes of semi-transparent pa
per. Seated on the cleanly matted
platform of one more pretentious than
the others, was an old man whose truly
Roman features distinguished him
among a Mongolian race, as of hand
some presence and noble mien : yet of
mien not more noble than was his man-
. He grandly acquiesced in the
intrusion of an inquirer; saluted with
lordly grace; told the distance still be
tween the visitors and Imabari ; and in
formed the interperter that no Euro
peans have ever passed along, that road
before. FonihUu J2etin.
A itrla Ckaae.
The Cincinnati Enyuirtr gives some
queer statistics thus: "A very sweet
young lady of the West End, who has
evidently been giving the subject seri
ous reflection, gives the following table
as showing a woman's chances of mar
riage between the ages of fourteen and
forty years. Of 1,000 women, taken
without selection, It is found that the
number married at each age is as below.
Or if (by an arithmetical license) we
call a woman's chances of marriage in
the whole course of her life 1,000, her
chances in each two years will be shown
in the table :
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our lady friend to stop at the age of
thirty-nine, as there are very few la
dies wbo have arrived at that age of
ingle blessedness from whose hearts
have been extinguished hopes of ever
seeing the chosen one. Xo, indeed; so
long as there Is an old bachelor left, we
say give the old maids a chance, and
don't blame them for still clinging to
hope. '
The :es f Dark aesa.
The Ignorance which prevailed dur
ing the Middle Ages respecting the ge
ography of the earth Is surprising. The
true orthodox system for more than ten
centuries taught that the earth Is a
quadrangular plane extending 400 days'
journey east and west, and exactly half
as much north and and south ; that It is
Inclosed by mountains on which the
sky rests; that one of these mountains
on the north side, higher than the
others, by intercepting the rays of the
sun, produces night; and that tbe plane
of the earth Is not set exactly horizon
tally, but with a little inclination from
the north; hence the Euphrates, Tigris
and other rivers running southward are
rapid; but the Xile, having to ma up
kill, has necessarily a very slow current.
It is important to state, however, that
such vagaries were not believed by every
one. There were, .even, in those dark
times, a few superior mind that rose
above the ignorance, superstition and
ecclesiastical dogmatism of the age, and
groped their way Into a less inurky
light. But gross Ignorance enshrouded
the minds of the masses, and a horrible
intellectual darkness prevailed, which
was deeper than the pall of night. Ad
vancing science ha fortunately brought
to ns a better knowledge of nature.
C'E9TEW9IAL MOTES.
- The Images of saints occupy a prom
inent feature in tne art products oi
Kussia,-
The Centennial
posed of sugar. It
work of art. i 'r
I'yramid is corn
Is an interesting
At all the avenue crossings finger
boards bare been erected Indicating the
locality of all the principal buildings,
In Memorial Hall 'is a beautiful
mosaic representing the "Ruins of
Pssttim:" it is composed of 700.000
small cubes of enamel. '
It I said that one-half tbe exhibi
tors in Machinery Hall and one-third
of those in the Main Building will be
awarded bronze medals. .
A portrait of the Rev Dr. Duffield,
the first chaplain of the Continental
congress, has been sent to the Centen
nial exhibition by Gov. Bagley, of Mich
igan, it will De deposited in indepen
dence 11 all.
In the Worcester (Mass.) exhibit in
Machinery Hall can be seen the press
on which was printed the first copy of
tne Declaration or independence In
this country, and from which Isaiat
Thomas issued the Worcester Spy a cen
tury ago.
Xear the northern, end of Agricul
tural llall is a nign octagonal windmill,
covered with mossy shingles, and whi
tened with flour and meal about the
doors and windows. Within and with
out it accurately represents what a mill
was in the olden time.
Antenthnsiastic visitor just returned
from rniladelphla to Buffalo says there
ought to be a law passed punishing with
nne or imprisonment any American cit
izen who does not go to see the Exhibi
tion, unless be can produce certificates
of absolute poverty or sudden death.
" The representatives, of the educa
tional departments of the various coun
tries participating In the Exhibition are
now holding informal conferences at
the Pennsylvania Educational Building
every lhurwlay and Saturday after
noons, ihese meetings are generally
of about an hour's duration.
In the Main Building, Canadian
Department, there is an exhibit which
every American will admire, and which
cannot fail to interest foreigners the
educational exhibit from Ontario. This
exhibit is a practical Illustration of the
method so successfully adopted across
the border for the instruction of youth,
and which has so interested the educa
tionalist visiting th Exposition. '
In the Woman's Department of tbe
Centennial build ings there Is a case con
taining flowers or fruit, or some other
sort of woman's work, marked as for
sale, with the addition that they are
made by the descendants of Thomas
Jefferson, wbo earnestly solicit orders.
r orelgners may read lu this little card
a sign i (leant commentary on the grati
tude ot repuDlics, ana no dotiot they
will read it.
' A prominent feature of thedisplav
of the Pratt & Whitney Company, of
Hartford, Conn., is the gages, the ac
curacy and fit of which are remarkable.
A specimen of the work of the finely
made tools manufactured by the above
concern Is exhibited in a pistol, which
is shown in the condition in which it
left the machines, without having un
dergone any subsequent finishing oper
ation. Both the finish and the tit of j lie
parts are excellent.
An original life-size profile paint
ing of the head and shoulders of Wash
ington has been put In room Xo. 44, of
the annex to the Art Gallery. It is the
property of James P. McKeen, of Wash
ington, in the possession ot whose fam
ily it has been or sixty years. It bears
no date, but experts claim to find evi
dence in the work that it was executed
between 1773 and 1780 and by Wertmiil
ler, who, at that time, lived in this city.
One of the least understood, if not
the least appreciated, sub-divbiions Into
which the work of practically operating
the mighty Centennial enterprise has
been divided, is the department of ad
missions, a bureau of inestimable im
portance and exceptionably intelligent
management. There are ICS employes,
divided into six money groups, tonr
groups of complimentary and exhibi
tors' gates, three return pass check
groups, and the wagon gate keepers.
Speakiug of the extraordinary pro
pensity of some of the visitors to the
exhibition to handle and poke things, a
Philadelphia correspondent says that if
tbe angel Gabriel should light down
among the visitors and stand around
for awhile as a curiosity, they would
pull every feattier out of his wings in
less than half an hour. More than this,
some of them would grumble because
Gabriel wouldn't let them blow upon
his trumpet or permit them to count his
ribs with the ferules of their umbrellas.
The sugar apparatus, next to the
Corliss engine, may be considered as
the most prominent exhibit in the Ma
chinery Hall. The gigantic vacuum
pan is elevated on great iron columns,
three stories high. Inside are f.Hir cop
per serpentines, and into these steam
is led. The circulating pump and the
centrifugal machines are placed on the
first floor. On the second floor I a
large receiver which receives tlie con
tents of the pan after concentration, in
the shape of a dense mass of semi-fluid
material, a magma. This goes into the
centrifugal machines, which separate
the sugar from the molasses. The great
vacuum pan is exhibited bv Messrs. Col
well and Brother, of Xew York ; it Is 8
feet in diameter, and, in a single opera
tion of three hours in duration, can pro
duce fifteen hogsheads of sugar. -
The railway cars are all American.
The Harlan and Uollingsworth Compa
ny, of Wilmington, Del., exhibit one
broad and one narrow gage carriage.
The broad gage car is superbly detora
ted with mirrors and gilding, aud its
interior woodwork is a marvel of artis
tic workmanship. The narrow gage
car is of plainer construction. The
Jackson & Sbarpe Company display a
parlor car built for the state use of the
Emperor of Emperor of Brazil. It is
constructed in sections, so that it may
be taken apart and stored in the hold of
a vessel. In the front portion is a bou
doir fitted up with drab morocco seats,
relieved by heavy magenta colored
fringes. The carpet is a delicate drab
covered with a tasteful flower pattern,
and tbe curtains are green and gold.
The furniture consist of elegant cabi
nets, one for books, another to serve as
a sideboard. Light is obtained from
small stained glass window at the top.
Adjoining the boudoir are a reading
room, furuished in blue, and a writing
room in crimson. Xext to these is the
sitting room, plainly fitted with cane
seated walnut chairs, but having su
perbly Inlaid woodwork.
The Pullman Car Company exhibit
one of its magnlflclent hotel cars, con
taining all the Improvements In tbe
shape of kitchens, china and linen clos
ets, refrleerators. etc The refrigera
tor, we notice, is a square box hunH
under tbe car. Another new feature
is a large flange on the wheels, which,
should the vehicle run off the track,
will catch on the rail and prevent its
going farther.
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- Rhode Island has J, 41 3,734 cotton
spindles.' " " ' "
Two "rickwick" clubs nourish in
Cincinnati.
Dom Pedro' running expenses as .
a tourist are $2,200 a week. .
The 'first colored girl' has just
graduated from an Indianapolis high
school. ' i - , . '
Several Xew -York thieves devote .
all their time to canary birds hanging ,
in basement windows.
An old land-mark, tbe "Mud The
ater," has disappeared In Baltimore. It
was erected in 1822. ' '
Revenge, Jacksonville. Florida,,
shipped eleven tons of cucumbers north
ward, tbe other day. .
Colorado has voted to adopt the
new constitution by a large majority.
Denver City give 5,000 of iu
Tbe biggest hog in the world.
weighing 1,540 pounds. Is owned by
Mr. William Bush, of Monroe Mo.
Harvard College library now con
tains 153,000 volumes. A large wing .
Is being added to the present structure.
Brick Pomeroy is speaking at the : '
west, delivering Centennial addresses '
at $1.30 a year, or $130 for the century. :
A law suit begun in 1812, concern
ing $400,000 has just been decided in '
England. Not a cent is left of the
$400,000. '
In Jackson, Mo., a few days ago. a
patriarch aged ninety-one years wa
married to a widow wbo was sixtv-one
years old.
Oregon salmon are shipped direct
to Liverpool, where the fish. In can, -bring
from sixpence to a shilling (Eng
lish money) a pound.
A gentleman In Danbury. Conn..
has had perseverance- enouarh to take
the temperance pledge eighty-three
times and break It eighty-two. ,
The sheen clip in Colorado thin
season U more than double that of any
previous year, and the wool Improves
in quality as well as In quantity.
The Massachusetts savinirs bank
are gradually yielding to the pressure
of the hard times, and reducing their
dividends to five per cent, a year.
Major General James W. nusted.
the "bald eagle of Westchester,' has
been elected R. W. grand master of tbe
grand lodge of Free-masons of Xew
York.
It was estimated the other day by a
custom bouse official that America
would burn up $5,000,000 worth of fire
crackers this year, to say nothing of
other fireworks.
On the Columbia river, Oregon, no
less than 40,000,000 pounds of salmon
were caught last year, or four times the
whole catch of England, Scotland,
Wales and Ireland.
Xew Hampshire has passed a law
compelling all State insurance compa
nies to have a paid-up capital of $200,
000 which is a good thing for the
larger corporations.
President Clark Seelye, of the .
Smith Woman's College in Northamp
ton, Mass., has given five thousand dol
lars toward purchasing an art collec
tion for that institution.
Chicago, which takes a census of
itself twice a year, just to shame St.
Louis, now announces a new one which
shows a population of 536,673, "being a
gain of 25,000 since last year. '
Madison, Wis., has this year nieta
morphoised twenty-one maids into
bachelors, as follows : One Bachelor of
Arts, three Bachelors of letters, and
seventeen Bachelors of Science.
The Historical Society proposes to
erect a mural monument in Morning
side Park. Xew York, on September 16
to commemorate the Centennial anni
versary of the battle of Harlem Plains.
The oldest postmaster In the United
States. "Uncle" Daniel Curtis, died a
few days ago at his home in North .
Dorset, Vu, aged eighty-seven years,
lie was appointed by General Jackson.
The recent funeral of Louis Phil
ippe and his family cost $20,000. As
they were very well buried before the
removal of the bodies to Dreux, this
seems an nn necessary piece of expendi
ture. . The king of Spain has conferred
the order of Charles III. on Mr. Schaus
the Xew York picture dealer, as a
mark of his majesty's appreciation of
his conduct in the affair of the stolen
Murillo.
The tomb of Benjamin Franklin
was decorated on the 4tb of July by
members of tbe Philadelphia Insurance
Patrol, with flowers and bunting.
Among tbe decorations was a kite made
of flowers, attracting attention.
Captain Cook.of the Cunard steamer
Russia, has made over three hundred
consecutive voyages across the Atlan
tic. On her next trip from New xork
the Russia will carry as a passenger -Dom
Pedro, the Emperor of Brazil.
Mr. Eugar Rollin, of Xew York,
issues a centennial challenge to all for
eign and domestic tragedians to com
pete with him for the championship in
"King Lear," "Othello" and "Mac-
beth," the contest to take place either,
n Xew York or Philadelphia.
O'Leary, the famous Chicago pe
destrian and conqueror of Weston, has
been badly defeated at San Francisco,
where he undertook to walk a four day
match against four amateur, whose
miles were to be added together. At
217 mile on the third day he retired.
The amateurs made 351 at its close.
John I. Blair, the millionaire rail
road builder, ha decided to build an 18
mile railroad from Blairstown. Warren
county, N". J., to Delaware station on
the Delaware, Lackawanna and West
ern railroad, and equip it at a cost of
$250,000, and present it to the people
of Blairstown. Tbe farmer gave him
the right of way.
There are 900 lunatics in the three
State Lunatic Hospitals of Xew York.
On the average, each lunatic costs ever
$6 a week. In the three similar insti
tutions of Massoc hu.se Us. each lunatic
costs less than $4 a week; and In the
Willard Asylum tor the Insane in this
State, the cost of maintaining each lu- "
natic ia but little more than $3 a week.
The trustees of the A. A W.
Sprague manufacturing company of
Providence, R. l. have given orders to
shut down all their many mills and
print works as soon as the stock caa be
run out. Tbe cause is the present de-.
pressed condition of the market for cot
ton goods. The production will not be
resumed until price are materially im
proved. . .
Tbe suggestion is made that a mon
u ment be erected over the grave of
William Floyd, one of tbe signers of
the Declaration of Independence. He
is buried in tbe village of WeatervLUe,
In Oneida county, X. Y-, the spot being
marked by a plain marble slab rearing
upon four posts. Near by is the snon
ument erected to the memory of Baron
Steuben. Gen. Floyd was an ardent
supporter of the rights of the colonies,
and sacrificed a large property in the
revolution
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