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Cincinnati Weekly Times (Newspaper) - April 8, 1986, Cincinnati, Ohio Vol. XLIII. TVo. 14.CIXOIIVIV-XTI, TIIURHill-XY, Jk.FUlTu 8, 1886. ^1 Pei- Year. Only a Woman’s Heart. BY HKLKN i. MISVILLK. Only a wornnn’a heart, whereon You have trod in your enrelees haete: A tlMiii: at heat that was easy won; What matter how drear a w.aite Her life may be in the futiuo years? What matters it! Donolstart— It is onlv tlic sound of droi'piiiK tears As wruint from a woniHn’s heart. ’Tis of little worth, for it cost yon naught Itut a honeyed word and a smile.* Was the fault not liers. if she blinulv thought You were ti tier tlmn truth the while? What if the seeds of a life-long woe From its broken slirino uustart? What iloes It matter to you? You know It is only a wonmu’s heart. Only a heart to be tlirowu away \V iili the reeklossiiofs 1 hat a boy tvho, careless of jileasure and weary of play, Would tiirow down a broken toy. Ihc world is fair and tlie worbl is wide, Aud there’s more in its busy mart; (fonsclence yon know yon liave put aside;) it IS only a woiuau’s heart. But powerless is your boasted will To vanquish the gbosiof sin. It has siK>sen oft, ami it wbisDors still Your soul’s nark ehaiulxTs in; In the drama of one life yon know You have acted the villain’s part. For von struck a hard, a cruel blow, And it fell on u woniun’s heart. Only a woman’s heart, ah. well ! ’Tis little, I trow, to you Whether ttiai heart wmkiis false as hell, Or as Heaven itself us true. You may hup ihe thouphi to vourselflsh breast That you’re skilleii in deception’s art; But I brand you tl.ief, for the peace and rest That you stole from a woman’s heart. MOTES ANI> Nl-.WS. The military force o» Eiiiopa it ®,00‘),000 toldiera. “Sparrow pies” are a popular delicacy at Philadelphia. There i« a movcinciit to make two States out of Kansas. The Victori.T, a new pale pink rose, is six inches in diameter. A new post office in Wilcox County, Qa., Is merely iianiod “Nit.” Caliroruiu is just now ufilicted with ten thousand invalid Unirists. Rhode Island will choose State officers iu April and Oregon in June. M. de Le^seps will iiuend a banquet in his honor at Paris, April 6. The ladies* hour for swell breakfast parties in New York is 12:3'J noon. - Yank Adams has a scheme of taking a troupe of 2Ó0 cowl>oys to London. A Sandusky man sold his father's tombstone with w hicb to buy whisky. An iron-j iwed imiseum professor lifts a barrel ol water with liis teeth, in Heading, Pa. The ice of Fresh Pond, near Cambridge, Mass., is cut almost who'.ly for export to India. The little girl suffering from hydrophobia at Jackson, Mich., is to he tent to Paris for treatment. Mr. Keely rises once more to the surface and announces that bi!> motor will move as usual early in April. The available coal of Alabama collected iu one lump would be 45 miles long, 25 miles wide and 10 feet thick. A Camden lawyer charged bis client $115 to cross the river to Philadelphia and draw $300 out of the oank for her. Land in C< nnectieut upon which pine trees were planted a few years ago is now worth $100 an acre for its timber. The United Slates is the only country in the world which spends more upon education than on war or preparalion for war. A woman made the ñrst orange box in California and has built up an Industry that now amounts to 50,000 boxes a year. In Mioliigan thero is a new factory for a new purpose—to make a substitute for whalebone out of the quills of geese aud turkeys. Dr. Pesyra, of the UuiversUy of Michigan, dcmoiitrates that water purifies itself by freezing to ibe extent ol ninety-three per cent. For the season the total shipment of apples from all American ports has been 800,848 barrels. Last season the total shipment was 746,773. A colored woman at Athens, Ga., stopped a wedding because she had bought the groom’s clothes with the expectation that she would be the bride. Mr. A. Cusson, a wholesale merchant of Montreal, has caused the arrest of ten young men for forgery in issuing bogus notes of invitation to a party at his bouse. More than one-halfof all the arrests made last year in Bangor, Me., where there is an Iron clad prohibitory law in force, are reported to have beeu made from drunkenness. A small fish which a two-year-old boy in Huntington, Ind., was playing with some days ago, slipped Irom bis hand and wriggled into bis throat, choaking the child to death. A man wiio tattooed some children in Allegheny, Pa., has been sent to prison by the Humane Society. The mother who requested him to do the work still has charge ot the little ones. A flr tree cut down on a ranch near Santa Rosa, Cal., contained iniide of the truuk eleven gallons of pu>-e balsam ot flr. That was the amount aased, and it is thought that as much more was lost. Mr. Crouch, of Kaiulolph, Tenn., thoughtlessly became encaged to two young ladies at the same time; the father of one ot thero marched him to bis daughter’s house at the ecd of u shotgun. There the young woman and her sister gave him a learful cowhid-ing, but he finally made his escape and hurried oft, and married the other diy. Athlophoros Is a sure remedy for rheumatism' and ucuralgia. Though it has been some time since 1 began its use 1 have not again been afflicted with the disease. It . worked a pertect cure. W. E. Hutchinson, 19 bouth Shafer street, Springfield, O. -SWITCHED OFF. BY CLYDE llAYMOXD. “It’s for Miss Sue Loring per-tick-ler, ma’am, so the gentleman said,” repeated the messenger boy, hesitatingly, as he stood on the upper step, balancing a note rather nervously in his fingers, as if uncertain whether or not to give It into the fair hand extended for it. “Certainly; that’s all right, my lad,” smiled the pretty young lady who stood in the half open door, speaking in low guarded tones. “Miss Loring will not he in for an hour or so, but I will see that she gets it the moment she returns. Won’t that do quite as well? You’re not afraid to trust me?” —with a winuing smile. “No, Miss, of course I ain’t,” looking half ashamed of his own strictness;’- only them W’as my orders, you see,” slowly relinquishing his trust. “Now, ma’am, you won’t forget it— sure?” he added, anxiously, with a direct stave into the pretty, triumphant face as he turned away. Nina liradley’s answer was a soft, reassuring iaiigli as she hastily took the envelope and closed the door almost in the lad's face. Slipping the note into her pocket she turned at once toward the parlor. “Was it anything tor me, Nina?” called a fresh, sweet voice, as a pair of hriglit brown eyes peeped over the ballister from above. “I saw the mes-songcr hoy just going away.” “For 3*ou ?” and tlie blue eyes glanced carelessly up to meet the questioning brown ones. “Oh, no; merely a pressing invitation from Miss Nelson for me to call there tomorrow. She has some astonishing secret to communicate, as usual.” “Oh, is that all ?” And the bright face disappeared from the stairway, its owner quite satisfied witli the explanation given. Meanwhile Miss Nina repaired to the parlor, which had no other occupant just then, and, deliberately breaking the seal of the note entrusted to her care, read the brief message through. It was simply (o Inform Miss Loring that presfein^ business, entirely unexpected, wouldprevent the writer from keeping an engagement to attend a skating carnival with her tliat evening—a pleasure which, as Miss Bradley hapjiened to know. Sue was looking forward to with lively anticipations. Only a brief note of apology, hut, “reading between the lines” and re-memhering the writer’s careful orders concerning its delivery, she understood clearly the unconfcssed love which made him anxious to avoid even the possibility of a misunderstanding between Sue and himself, and which caused him the keenest regret at having to thus disappoint her ever so slightly. “If I could only arouse distrust and jealousy between them,” Nina muttered, her fair brow darkening with envious, malicions thoughts, “I misfht prevent the declaration which lias not been made yet, I am sure. It I don’t play my cards very skilltiilly, however, I may be tound out iu this little matter, and then—but pshaw ! there’s nothing like trying. ‘Nothing ventured nothing won,’ as the good old proverb has itl” And, with a complacent smile wreathing her rosy lips, she tripped lightly upstairs to discuss the carnival with unsuspecting Sue. Nina was Sue Loring’s cousin, who had made her home with them during tiie past year, and who seemed gratefully devoted to her generous relatives. One of a large family of girls, it was no small favor to bo tiuis oflercd a home as long as she cared to accept iL She had not the slightest intention of leaving it, either, until she could exchange it for one of her own, and, w’hat was more to the point, she had privately selected Pliili)) Almy, Sue’s own most favored suitor, for her future husband. Pretty and attractive, she had several admirers of her own; hut, by some perverse late, she had placed her aflcctions upon Philip Almy, and him she was bound to Avln, b*v fair means or foul, quite regardless of Sue’s feelings in the matter. “What can bo keeping Philip so late?” complained Sue impatiently, wandering restlessly over to the window lor the dozenth time. “It’s long past the time we' were to have started.” “Perhaps ho has forgotten the engagement,” suggested Nina, carelessly, taking a more comfortable position on the sofa as she Jurucd a fresh page of her novel. “Forgotten!” She turned from the the window and faced her cousin, her brown eyes flashing haughtily. “Impossible 1 If I thought that—” She did not finish the sentence, but the scornful curl of her red lip and llic ominous flash of her eyes, told how she would avenge the insult of torgetfiilncss from Philip. But the evening wore on and still ho did not come. Two or three callers dropped in, hut, though she talked and lauglied, and tried bravely to be her natural self. Sue was distraite, feverishly uneasy, and—well, yes, angry—angry with Philip, wlio had never neglected her like this before. “At least he might have sent some explanation of his absence,” she kept tliiuking, wrathfully. “Does he fancy liiinself 80 cei tain of uiy love that he can slight me with impunity? If so, I will soon teach him diirerently I” “By the way. Sue,” remarked Nina, hcsitutingl}', pausing midway on the stairs after coming in from a round of calls and shopping the following day, “some one mentioned to me while I was out (but I don’t sun-pose it is really true—a mere spiteful rumor, doubtless) that Philip Almy was seen at the theater last night with a very handsome young lady by his side—a stranger. If it were true, that would account for his failing to keep his appointment with you, but—” “Wlio told you that?” flashed Sue, her brown eyes gleaming and her cheeks deadly pale, but not all from the anger. She was a high-spirited, merry little maiden, yet she had a loving heart aud it had been sorely wounded. “Really I can’t remember now,” answered Nina, pretending to think deeply for a moment, “I paid so little attention to it. If I were yon I w’ouldn’t give it a serious thought.” And she continued her way np the richly carpeted stairs, knowing full well that she had planted a thorn which would rankle to some purpose ill Sue’s proud, sensitive little heart. The result was that when Mr. Almy next called he met with the coolest of cool receptions. At first he felt surprised, tlien hurt, then slightly indignant. Sue was very nnrea-sonahle to exhibit such coldness aud displeasure toward him when he was not at all to blame. He had explained in Ills note the business which unavoidably claimed his atteiiUou that evening, so he supposed her resentment arose simply irom having her pleasure spoiled for once and that was surely childish and unjust. He had meant to tell her in person just how sorry he was for being forced to disappoint her—and himself, as well; but the iceberg frigidity of her manner discouraged that idea, and he finally left without having made the slightest allusion to the subject. Nina, who had not failed to he present during the call and who had been extra sweet to atone for her cousin’s haughtiness, lingered on the porch with him a moment as he was going. “I was so surprised at Sue’s heartless behavior toward you, Philip—Mr. Almy,” she murmured, with a sweet look of sympath.v, correcting her utterance of his name in pretty confusion, “and so sonw,” still niore tenderly. “I shall have to read her a good round lecture about it when I go in.” “Pray don’t,” he answered quickly, fiis fair, handsome face assnniirig a look of haughtiness equal to Sue’s own. “I have had the misfortune to offend her, it seems, though most unintentionally. But let it pass.” “She is such a changeable little witch 1” went on Miss Bradley, and her tone was that of half-indulgent, half-severe apology for her cousin’s misdeeds. “One never knows where her fancy will lead her from one hour to another. I could not help thinking last night, when Tom Saylor—he is such a handsome, fascinating fellow, you know, aud really seems devoted ” She checked herself suddenly w’ith great abruptness, as if just remein-bering that ho might not relish the thoughts called up by Tom Saylor’s fascinations aud his devotion to Sue Loring. “Well?” After a brief silence the questioning word fell slowly and reluctantly from Philip’s lips, and, though he tried to make it sound careless and uninterested, Nina detected the rankling of her poisoned arrow. “Oh, nothing! Sue may have been flirting again, j'ou know,” she liastily returned, with a soft, pitying sigh as she glanced into Philip’s gloomy eyes. “As I said. Sue is rather addicted to tliat weakness—too much so, I regretfully admit; for I’m very iond of my wayward little cousin.” Then she said “Good-niglit,” with a soft, shy, lingering touch of her dainty little hand, and left him to extract what comfort he could from the hints she had so artfully suggested. It was very soon after that call, which had not been repeated, that Sue conceived a buddcn and irresistible desire to make a long promised visit to a dear friend who lived miles away. A number of her young associates assembled at the depot to “see her oil,” among them Philip Almy, and, as he held her hand for an instantaud wislied lier “a pleasant journey and safe return,” slie looked so irresistibly channing and innocent in her pretty traveling suit, with its closc-filting, fur-bordered jacket and jaunty hat, that, heartless coquette as he was last growing to believe her, he longed unutterably to draw her close to his side and tell her all his love. But they were not alone. Observant 0VC3 w ere on them, and, above all, Nina Bradley was chatting brightly at his side, and Nina somehow managed to claim, iu a pretty, cousinly way, a good deal of his attention. So, with a last stolen glance of tender admiration at the flushed clieeks and bright brown eyes of the girl he had loved so devotedly, he turned and walked homeward by the side of the pretty siren who, at last, had the “game in her own hands.” as she was secretly telling herself that very moincut. Sue was iu uo haste to return. Homo, without Philip’s loving attention as of old, was a place wlierc her heart would break, she thought. And Nina’s letters, which came regularly, gave no hint that her absence caused him a shadow of regret. And if the subtle stories which Nina constantly poured into his ears of boastful letters from Sue regarding her new conquests aud “glorious flirtations” were utterly false and treacherous, how WMS he to know ? So, when Sue Loring reluctantly came home at last Nina no longer feared her. She had gained her poiilt^was absolutely euiraged to Philip Almy and the appointed wedding day was not far distant. “And I’m so deliglited to have j’ou hack again, dear little coz,” gushed Nina sweetly, the moment Sue had fairly entered tlie house. “.Inst in time to be my bridesmaid I My next letter would liaveYold you—Pin going to many Philip Almy.” For a second those words seemed to have utterly swept Sue’s breath away. She stood transfixed, staring with wide-open, dazed, brown eyes and death-white face at the girl who had spoken them. “Going to marry Philip!” she gasped at length, involuntarily catching at a chair to keep herself from falling. “Oh!” Slie pressed her hand with all her force against lier heart to still tlie pain that seemed killing her. Then realizing how* she was h^ctraying her love for a man who cared nothing for it, she made one mighty effort to regain her proud composure, and succeeded. “It was an immense surprise,” she remarked almost indifferently a moment later. “I couldn’t take it all in, you know, at first. Allow me to congratulate you.” And then she listened, apparently unmoved, to Nina’s charming little fiction ot how Philip had confessed that he had loved her—Nina—a great deal longer than he himself had hec-n aware of; how some romantic little incident had suddenly startled him into the full knowledge of his own heart, and then he had lost uo time in proposing. Sue quietly listened to all, and made no sign. But, ohl alone In her own room it was a different thing. There she could yield to the grief that was consuming her whei*c uo eye could witness her luimiJiation. One iiiglit—it was in tfie last week preceding Philip’s marriage—she had given way to her silent, p.isslonato sorrow until heart and brain both seemed on fire. Turning at last to her window, she thrcAv it open to admit the cool spring air. But the late rising moon, just climbing over the tree tops on the lawn, seemed to mock her with its pale, cold radiance. 8he Avas about to shut it out again, when some strange object below riveted her attention. A dark shaaow, gliding stealthhy about in the moonlight under the yet leafless trees. What was it—ghost or robber? She felt tempted to go doAvn and invesiivate. She was no coAvard; and just now she felt reckless, desperate and longed for something to drive aAvay distracting thought. Without stopping to reflect, she threw a shatvl about her and flitted softly down the stairs and out upon the lawn. The shadow had disappeared, hut, turning the corner, she came full upon it—almost ran into its arms, in fact. And it was no spirit, hut a man, who was noAV standing beneath her own Avindow, and, as he turned, she saw the face of —Philip Almy I “You!” she exclaimed, drawing back in astoiiishniciit, and speaking in low, intensely hitter tones, “What are you doing there ? That is not the Avindow of your lady love; it is my OAvn.” “I know it,” he answered quickly and Avith equal bitterness. “But, heartless aud false as you have been Sue Loring, I could not resist the longing to come here for one farc-Avell glimpse of you before—leaving yon forever.” “‘Heartless and false 1’ Yon insult me, sir!” she haughtily exclaimed, turning to leave his presence. “AVaitbutonc moment,” he cried in loAV, impassioned tones, coming a step toAvard her. “You call it an insult from me to speak of that old love because I am now to marry your cousin. But you can surely forgive the weakness this once, Sue; 1 Avill never offend again. You knoAV hoAV I loved you then, how I dreamed that j’on would ho my Avife, until your coldness—your licartless coquetry—” “Stop!” slie commanded siiddciil)’, her checks and eyes blazing like coals of fire. “How dare you apply those words to me, when it is you Avho deserve them? you Avho have been false and trcEchcrous? I avHI imt hear it.” He stood and looked at her in amazcinciit. Her anger was so real, her sense of iiijiisticc aud insult so unfeigned, he could no longer doubt her sincerity. All at once ho seemed to see that something had gone wrong hctAVcen them—something more than childish anger or Avillfnl coquetry Avas at the bottom of all this. He frankly told iier 60; and, little by little, their mis-iinderstancling cleared away until hut one mystery remained—what had become of tlie note which he had sent to her that fateful afternoon? “I think I kno w a Avay of finding even that out,” he said, hopefully, at last. And when Sue Loring returned to her room her eyes Avcro still shining like stars, but now it was with the SAveetest hopes of love, for Philip had resolved to lay the whole case before Miss Bradley aud ask—nay, demand —his freedom. The mystery of the note—the missing link—Avas soon cleared np, when Philip had shrcAvdly hunted up the messenger boy and learned into whose hands it had been delivered. “By jingo 1” exploded that young representative of the A. D. T., ramming his hands into his pockets and giving vent to a long, Ioav whistle of am.tzenient. “That tlioro message Avas switched offsomeAvhcres between the front door aud the k’roct station, an’ it Avas that pretty little bliic-cyed Avoiuan as cut the Avircs. Jehosaphatl who’d a tlioiight it, when she smiled like an angel into a feller’s face aud asked me if I was afcerd to trust ’cr?” But Nina’s treachery Avas never exposed to the public. Pliilip and Sue were inaniod in a few sliort Avccks, but their friends simply kncAV that a romantic misunderstanding of some kind had been happily cleared away. And as Nina Avas urged to fill Sue’s vacant place in tlie old home, nobody dreamed that she was the mischief-maker. Blit her punishment—and a bitter one ir is—lies in Philip’s knowledge of her base designs. Fixed Htars. fllotno Journal. I The term “fixed stars” has long bccu in use, hut the science of to-day recognizes the existence of no iinrnov-ahlo luiuinarics. The suns as well as the planets, says Professor Yoaiig have it proper motion of tliciroAVii. It Avas at one time declared that this motion is a 'systematic one and tluit they all slowly revolve about a particular star as a center. But this is iioAv demonstrated not to he so. The latest investigations indicate that, as a Avhole, they have a drift in one general direction through space; hut this general motion is comparable only to the movement of a sAvariu ot bees in the air. The motions of the individual bees are of infinite vari^w. Our star, the sun, carrying by attraction tlie solar svs-tem along with it, appears to he in motion toward a point in the constellation of Hercules. The exact iioint can not he stated, for different computers reach different results as to that, though thci*c is general agreement in placing the point somewhere in that constellation. The rate of this proper motion of the stars can not be stated Avith any approach to accuracy. In the case of our sun it is not less, however, than three miles per second, and not improbably is us much as twenty-five miles per second. In astronomical observation of the stars this motion has to be taken into consideration as respects the position of any particular star now and at a former date; and it must be kept in mind, also, that there is a compound motion, in that while the star is moving, ours also is moving, carrying us with it Allowance also has been made for the eartli’s mutations in its own orbit and for the ahcrration of light. The distance ot the stars is not determinable Avith accuracy. That one ot them Avhlch is supposed to he nearest to us is about tAVO luindied thousand times the distance of the earth from the sun. To a person Avho looks at the sky on a sparkling clear night, Avheu all the stars appear to have come out from their hiding places, it seems as if they are countless. But this is not so, as may ho proved by taking a small patch of the sky, say the howl of the Dipper, and counting there. A sharp-eyed person Avill count about ten stars in that space. In our sky there are, according to tlic keenness of diflcrent eyes, to he seen from 2,(X)0 to 4,000 stars. Including those not visible in our latitudes, there is a total of from 7,000 to 9,000 visible from the serface of the eartli. But the use of a sliglit inagnifviiig power greatly increases the nninhcr. With a good opera glass 200,000 may bo seen; Avith the largest telescopes from 20,000,000 to G(J,000,000. Literal and Fitfurative. fChambcrb’ Journal.) It is stated that a lawyer Avas some time ago cross-examining a Avitncss in a local court, Avhen ho asked: “Noav, then, Patrick, listen to me. Did the defendant in the case strike the plaintiff Avith malice ?’’ “No, Sor, sure,” replied Pat, gravely; “ho struck wid the poker, bcdad.” Again he inquired of the same «vitncss; “Did the plaintiff stand on the defensive during the allVay ?” “Divil a defensive, yer honor; he stood on the ta'olc.” Another Industry Uuiiied. (AVashington lU'publicun.| The American hen, in tlie quiet pursuit of her great industry, produces annually an egg crop equal in value to twice the output of all our silver mines. Her success has stimulated American inventive genius to such skillful work that manufactured eggs are now put upon the market—warranted good for all the uses of the natural prixluct except iiicnhation. The cow and hen have heavy scores to settle Avitli the inventor. The Uistresblua ilineuau, 8alt Rheum, is readily cured by Iluotl’s Sarsuuurilla, the great bloud uui ifler. 6oid by all druggists. MARIE LAVEAU. A Sketch of One of the Most Famous “Votloo Queens.” TGcorge AA'. Cable in April Century.] “The worship of Voodoo is paid to a snake kept iu a box. The Avorship-ers are not merely a sect, but iu some ruvlc, savage Avay also an order. A man and woman chosen from their OAvn nuinhcrtohe the oracles of the serpent deity are called the king and queen. The queen is the more important ot the two, and even in the Itresont dilapidated state of the Avor-shlp in Louisiana, Avherc the king’s oftice has almost or quite disapiicarod, the queen is still a person of great note. “She reigns as long as she continues to live. Slie comes to power not hy inheritance, but by election or its barbarous equivalent. Chosen for such qualities as Avould give her a iiatuial siipivinacy, personal attractions among tlie rest, and ruling over superstitious fears and desires of every fierce and ignoble sort, she Avichls 110 trivial iiilluoiico. I once saw, in her extreme old age, the famed Mario Laveau. Her dwelling Avas in tlie quadroon quarter of Mcav Orleans, but a step or two from Congo Square, a small adobe cabin just off the sidcAvalk, scarcely higher than its close broad fence, whose batten gate yielded to the touch and revealed the crazy doors aud avíiuIoavs spread wide to the warm air, and one or tAVO taAvny faces Avithiii, Avhosc expression was divided between a pretense ot con-tcinptuons inattention and a frowning resentment of the intrusion. In the center of a small room whose tincieiit cypress floor Avas worn with scrubbing and sprinkling of crumbs of soft brick—a Creole aflectation of superior clcanlinesK—sat qnakiiig with t'eebleiiess in an ill looking old rocking chair, her body bowed, and her wild, gray witch’s tresses hanging about her shriveled, yellow iicck, the queen of the Voodoos. Throe generations ol her children were within the faint beckon of her helpless, wagging Avrist and lingers. They said slie was over a hundred years old and there was nothing to cast doubt upon the statement. IShehad shrtinkeii aAvay Irom her skin; it was like a turtle’s. Yet, Avithal one could hardly help but see that the face, noAV so Avitliei*ed, had ouce been handsome and commanding. There was still a faint shadow of departed beauty on the forchcau, the sparkle of an old fire iu the sunken, glistening eyes, and a vestige of iinpcriousiiess in the fine, slightly aquiline nose, and even about her silent, woe-hegono mouth. Her grandson stood bj*, an uiiintor-csting quadroon, betAveen forty and fifty years old, looking strong, ompty-iniudcd, and trivial enough; but liis mother, her daughter, Avas also present, a woman of seventy years, and a most striking and majestic figure. In features, stature and bearing she was regal. One had but to look on her, impute her hrilliancics—too untamable and    severe    to be called graces — to her mother, and re-inenihcr Avliat New Orleans was long years    ago,    to understand hoAv the name of Marie Laveau should liaA’c driven itself inextricably into the traditions of the tOAvn and the times. Had tliis visit been postponed a fcAV months it Avould have been too late. Marie Laveau is dead; Malvina Latonr is queen. As slie appe.'ired presiding over a Voodoo ceremony on the night of tlic 23d of June, 1884, she is described as a bright iiiuiatti'uss of about forty-eight, of'extreincly hand-somo figure,’dignified hearing anda taco indicativo of a comparatively high order of intelligence. She Avore a neat blue, Avhiic-dotlcd calico gown and a ‘brilliant lignoii (turban) giacc-fullv tied.’ ” Gror^e AVasliinKioii’S Uit; Jump. f‘*Cart)” In the ClcTclanO Ixsadcr.J When Washington was a young man, iu traveling along the Upper Botoinac, he stopped at an inn one day and inqnircil the news. The landlord told him the sensation of tlie (lay Avas a jumping niatcli for a Avife on the estate ot one of the richest planters near hy. On being <old that it Avas open to all corners Washington started for the place and arrived tlicro just as the jumping Avas about completed. He noticed tliat the young lady in question was highly pleased with the successful jumping of one ot the competitors, who had out-distanccd all others. At the close Washington asked if ho might try his cliaiicc; he was told to go ahead, and made by far the host jump of the day. As he returned to the crowd ho noticed that the young lady’s face had fallen, and he Avent up to her and remarked, “You Avould have preferred I liad not been the one to excel tho other.” The lady candidly said tliis Avas so. Then saiil Wasliingtoii, “I give my cliance to him,” and he returned as unknown as ho came. ToAvard tho close of the Uevoliitioa this young lady, noAV the wife of a Colonel of militia, met Washington, and on telling her husband that she had met him before, he doubted tiie fact, and the two went to Washington to decide it. “Yes,” replied General Washington, “I saAv your Avil'e at the jumping match before she was married, aud 1 believe I won her.” An Oolé. BY X. 0. You’re a nattv litUe waiter, O, Frauleinl To my wants you always cater, When I dine; And you have no irrltatiufr AVay of kccuing people waitini;', And your Btnile is captivatiux, 1 opine. You are dressed so nicety, O. Fr.iulein! Atl my feoliDifd so precisely A'ou divine; That from soup to tutti-frutti You’re neqiiaintod with your duty; And utility with beauty You combine. Yon arc atsilled in fancy cooking, O. Franlcin! You're tlie maid for whom I’m looking For my shrine. Tho’ 1 Iia4e not wealth nor title, rritliee, list to inv recital; Give my foml love some recuital. Oh, be mine! So you nctiiallr arc laugliing. And decline? And my senlinicnt you’re chsiSng, Ainl say, “Nein?” At mv proffered love you lantrh; eh? AVhall you are a better half, eh? Of the man who keeps tliia cafe? 0, Fraulein!    —|The Rambler. CURRENT FUN. Beware ol counterieiu. salvutiou Oil will cure your aches ami guius. Price 25 ceuts. To say that New York Aldermeu *‘squeat” is rough on pigs.—[.Springfield Reoublioan. "We must draw the line somewhfre,** said the ylgilanca committee to the horso-thief.—[Boston Tost. *‘A widow will sell her husband’s medi* oai diploma,” was a late adrertiscment ia a Fhiiadelphia paper. ‘‘Well, they have found out what ran into the Oregon.” “Whatf” “Waterf’— [New York Commeicial. Juy Gould is not abnormally sensitive, and yst the railroad strike has seriously affected his system.—[Boston Post. Senator Bvarts is a luan of the period. He usually mnnages to run one in at the end of a speech.-[Wusbiugton Critic. It is feared that the deities to whom Chaplain Milburn’s prayers are addressea are the gods of the galleries.-[Buetoa Record. Algernon-Ah, Belinda, nothing should part us. Belinda-No, love—not even marriage.— [Tid Bita. "No man can master the whole range of human knowleilge,” ears a writer. He forgets the Weetern horse doctor.—[Estel-liiie( Dak.) Bell. Will we never get our coast defenses in servlceiible order? Here Is Oscar Wilde preparing to make another descent on this country.—[Galveston Ncavs. The rbiladelpbia News wishes spreeing statesmen who want to go into AVashington society to remember that Miss Cleveland says "the line should be druAVu at the bust.” The Bidnbridge (Ha.) Democrat echoes the sentiments ol most of its contemporaries throughout the Union when it says that "the worst thing about riches is not having them.” Chestnut curU, they sal<l, she had. And eyes so bliio aurt bi*— Oh, ulioot the chestnut curls, be dad, We call that kind a wig. —fWashington Critic. "Thcso are hard times,” said the young collector of bills. "Every place I went today 1 was requested to culi again, but one, and that was when I drcqqied iu to see my girl.”-[4'id-Bits. It IB the experience of a New Orleans editor, who buys bis fuel by the quart, that "Coal dealers have things their own weigh. You may dispute their weigh, but you get no more coal by It.” Governor Proctor Knott, of Kentucky, has nppoiiitcd a gentleman Mnjor on bis Stull' with the rank of ".Alister.” He Is said to be the onlv "Mister” in Kentucky, -[Meriden (Miss.) News. ilannibul llaniltn is an inveterate player of the enchanting game known as "sevea up.” liis dash in swliigiug for Jack is something that unites the tire of youth with tho sagacity of maturo age.—[Lewit-lown (Me.) Joiinitil. "Do you believe iu protectiou?’’ asked Blobsoii of I’upiiijay. "I do, most decidedly,” iwfbed tiM latter. "In fact I wear a chest protector axd a livor pad aud two under vests iiiue woxths out of the twelve.” —[Manchester Uiiioa. Fund mother-No, Pm not ffoing to allow Nellie to come out in s.jcielr until she can do it well. Siie must have the best debut or none at all. Fattier—Well, I’ll see how debuts are quoted this morniiig, but 1 can Cell you this much—tins will be tne first, last and only debut I'.I ever buy tor her.— [ lid Bits. "What kept you so late hist night, Archibald T’ doDuuded Mrs. Spotoasli. "Taking iuventorv,” replied Spotcash. “I k no wed it,” she replied; "aniollcd it on your breath tho minute you came in. Yoii’ilkeepon takiu’ till you get vourselt in the lockup uud disgrace your fuuiily, and theu I hopo you’ll be salistied.”-[Bunlfctte. Attorney (examiuing witness)—You say you saw the shots tired? Witness-Yes, sir. Attorney-How near were you to the scene of tho affray? Wituess—When the first shot was fired I was ten feet away from the shooter. Attorney—Ten feet. Well, now, tell the Court where you were when the second shot was fired. AVituess— 1 didn’t measure. Attorney—Speaking ap. proximately, how far should lou say? Wilness—AVell, it approximated to half ^ mile.—(Boston P.mt 1    *    Organic    weakness    or    loss    of power in either sex, however induced, 8)>ceilily Hud iierm.incntly cured. Inclose 10 cents iu stamps lor book of panicu-lars. AVorld’s Dispensary Mihlical Ass<a cuiion, B11B.1I0, N. Y.

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