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Cincinnati Weekly Times (Newspaper) - December 25, 1884, Cincinnati, Ohio Vol. XLI. TVo. S2.OIXOIXXXTI, TIIU»SI>XY, ÜEOE3XBEH, S5, 188X. JPer Year ,-V' It»* ' ¿* Clirislinas Conies but Once a Year. TliO‘« Clirietmas bells so sweetly chimo As oil the day wheu llrst they runt So merrily in the oblen time, And far und wide their ninsic flnng; Blinking the tall, gray, ivied tower M'lth uTl their deep, melodious power, They still )>raclaini to every ear. Old (.'hristinos coincfa but once a year. No marvel Christmas lives so long; He never know but happy hours; llis nights were spent with mirth and song In happy homes and princely bowers; Was greeted Isjtli hy sert and lord, And seated at the festal iKinnl, While every voice cried. Welcome here. Old Christmas comes but once a year. And still around tliose good oI>i times Wc hang like friends full loth to part; We listen to the simple rhymes Which somehow sink into the he.art, “Half mnsiral, half melaneholy,” Like childish smiles that still are holy; j A niasqner’s face dinimed w:(h a tear. For Christmas comes but once a year. The bells which usher in that mom Have ever drawn my mind away To lietlilehem. wliere Christ was born, And the low s^ile whefe he Inv, In which the liiflP-eyed oxen fed'; To Mary, tiowiiig low her head. And looking <lowii wiili love sincere; bttch thoughts' i bring Christmas once a year. Upon a gayer, happier scene. Never did holly licri ies peer. Or ivy tliroy its trailing green On brighter forms than iheix; are here, Kor CiiriKtiniis, in his old arm-chair, bniilc upon lips and lii-ows more fair; Then ict us sing, am d our cheer. Old Christmas still conies once a year. NOTES AND NEWS. Silver ore baa been discovered iu Luzerne, I’a. ' Sims Reeves strongly advocate’d a lower musical pitch. Paris holds her next world’s exhibition live years Ueiice. Cuba produces about tnree liundred mil-liou pounds of tobacco. A traveling Illinois thief, unaware that his wife had gone tohoiisHkeeping in Elgin, broke in at night .md carried off a lot of his own jewelr,v. Mr. W. W. Story, the American sculptor now living in Rome, has ix'ceived a com-imibsion iroiii Cornell University for a hruiize statue of Ezra Cornell. Mrs. Martha Strickland and Miss Lee of Michigan have lately lieon iioiniiiated for the offices of Circuit Court Commissioners by their respective panics in Micliigau. Tue Presidential electors of Connecticut cast their ballots in cx-Lieutenant Governor iSiiinner’B silk bat, aud he now talks of iweseiiting it to the New Loudou Historical Boaiety. The late Mr, Thompson Smith, of Che-bay gun, Mich., owned the whole of Duncan City, a town of flvc hundred inhabitants, besides enormous tracts of timber land, saw mills, lumber yards aud fleets of lake vessels. Bitting Pull is nowr so far advanced in esthetics that lie is brought to believe the napkin to he the basts of civilization, and when he comes to the dinner table he carefully spreads his napkin on his chair und eolemniy sits down on it. When Mr.George C. Mlln, the actor, was playing “Hamlet” in Red Guich Arizona, an odd incident took place, according to a local paper. A dog tight began, and the combative canines Jumiicd on the stage Just as “llamlct” was soliloquizing on sui-oirle, “One of them,” says the Chronicle, “fastened bis teeh in Mr. Aiilu's leg, causing a ghastly wound fromwhicli the sawdust poured upon the stage. It was a paintul siglit to seeMr. Miln shrinking from his woutc<l plumpness to a decided lunkiicss. The sawdust was collected aud was I'ouud to till a bushel basket.” Exiieriments have lately been made by the Frenen Government with a new’ kind of siege gun of prodigious power.' It is de-scribeil us made of steel, aud nearly thirty feet long, and the tube is strengthened with ten coils of plated steel wire one railli-ncte», or .039 Inch, in diameter. The com- iiosition is such that the cannon, after a ew discharges, becomes elongated by throe millimeters. The weight of thisguu is fifty tons, and it projects a shell weighing 297 pounds, capable of penetrating armor plates nearly six inches thick at a rang? of «even and onc-h.'ilf miles. Public Opinion of Arthur. [N. T. Cor. Pliila. Ledger,] There is a very general asiiirntion in the public mlud, outside of politics, that the outcome of the pending contest in this State for the U. S. Senatorship will be the election ot Mr. Artnun The feeling scorns to be that the wholly satisfactory manner in which be has discharged the duties of the high office which he oocnpice at proseiit has given him a clniui to the conffdeiice and resiiect, more especially of bis fellow, citizens of New York, which tlieiiolilicians who are managing the matter would be uiiwiso to disregiml. Aside from this he lias acquired a valiiahlo official experience at Washington of which the country eliould not be deprived. An additional argument iu his tavur is the fact that ho is not intriguing for the posliiou hiiuselt, us if iu deference to the principle or tradtthm that “the otfii^e sliuuid seek the mau, not the mau the office.” Can Be Had if Wanted. “Have you any malaria hereÍ” asked a lady who was looking at a rural boardiug-plnce for her family. “ Well,” saitl the landlady, “wehaln’t got none jist nowj folks haven’t asked for it; but we'll get it lor your family if you want it.” Most folks get malaria without wanting it. To get rid of its noxious effects, use Urown’s Iron Bitters. Mrs. B. 11. 31ucDonaU1, New Haven, Conn., says; “ 1 suffered from malaria for nearly six years. Brown’s Iron Bitters cured mo coiupicitly.” I. I ■■■.» >iyvs 9    ^ A Coincidence. INcw York Star.] It’s a curious coincideuce, come to think, that in Graat was made rresulent by 2U electoral votes, and in IBSOTGarlicldwas elected hy the same number; while in IW'i Jackson w as elected I’rcsideat by 219 elec-toi III votes, aud now iu Cleveland gets 219 electors too. WHAT THE ICEMAN SAW. A Chrietnias Eve Story. ^TTcs, it was a hard winter; the Sei’iicutiiic was frozen over, and tlic trees kept their silver-frosted branches through the day, despite the yellow sv.n that turned to irlowing red as the day wore on. The moon, too, was near the full, and, as the shades of night crept on, shone out with a clear white light upon the icebound waters. The iceman had boon watching by the river alt day; with his ropes and hi.s life-preservers, ready in case of accident. But no accident had taken place, the ice was too strong for that. The skaters skimmed safely over it, gracefully or awkwardly as the case may be; the bands played, the booths looked gay, the flags were flying, ainl tlie motley crowds on the banks and on the ice w'cro enjoving tliemselvcs without a thought of danger. A merry sound of life, full, bnovant life, was afloat, and as the iceman licard it he wondered of w’hat use he was. And so he stood. He took no note of time, for he w;as as iu a dream, and lie did not quite know w hether he had fallen a.«lcep and suddenly wakened up in a new place. But no, he was on the ice just below’ the bank, and he saw the trees where they always stood, and the sun w’as Lming down. At least he supposed it was the sun: but, if so, why was no one there? Wliy had all the .skaters dis-apjieared so suddenly, and why was tlie music hnsl.'cd into this strange silence? An awful silence; not a breath w'as stirring, and he was alone. Wiiat had happened ? He must be goiiiif home. But when he tried to move he could not do so, his feet seemed glncil to the ice; his logs were stifl', his arms w-cre ’““ti'Milcss and il was w'ith the greatest difliculty that he could move his head from side to side. He wondered if he w ere dead, for he could not hear his heart beating, and his powers had come to a sudden cessation. No vitality, evidently, or he surely would have felt some sign of life. And then how they got there or wheiigc they came he could not teil, but a group ot tigures was moving before him. They moved in so singular a manner that he watched curiously. They groped their way as though they were bliudfoided. Yet, though they all had skates oii and were skating they did not knock against each other, but when they came almost in contact pulled up suddenly and stood facing one another, though they kept tlicir eyes on the ground. Next he noticed that they did not wear the dresses of the present day, but of several generations jiast, though ho was not learned enough to know of what period. There W’cre eight people w’ho immediately drew near to him, and lieyoud these were two with their backs tow ard liim, who seemed younger than the rest. The lady was cloaked and hoodetl, and the gentleman wore a slouch hat and a heavy mantle. Ill sonic mysterious w’ay they appeared to know each other and have some link that drew them together. The sickly suii, playing njioii their still features, made them ap|>ear as it they moved aud as though they were trying to smile. But now their lips did move, ami after a lapse of time one portly tigurc, in the garb of some sixty or .seventy years ago, stretched forth his hand, and with a great effort said, ‘‘Jac- qnet-ta,” whereupon another tigure of a still earlier period stretched out his hand to meet that of the speaker, and witli a great eflbrt answered, “Found drow’iied.” Then an elderly matron in a hood would fain have wept, but no tears came, and only a low’, hysteric sob burst from her. A poor jester with a feather in his cap and a great rufl“ turned aw’ay, saying: *Toor JacquettaT' “It was done for the best,” said a somow’hat clerical looking flgurc to another W’lto might have passed for one of the old French revolutionists. “Cortes,” said a figure robed as one ot the court of Charles tho Second, “it w as carrying out Üio bust intention. Property ought to descend in tho male line.” They all sixikc In hollow, measured tones, und their teeth chattered. Tho poor jester spoke more like a living creature; ho wrung his hands, and wcjit, or seemed to weep, still mur-muriiig, Jacquctta! poor Jucquetta! The iccmau made a great ctfort and asked, “Why ivoor Jacquottal and why do you weep ?” “I weep over the wisdom of the W’orld,” replied tho jester. “Nay, the folly,” said the iceman, iu correction. “The wisdom,” repeated the jester, “which is all fuolishnes^ and worse than foolishness. That is Jacquotta’s mother standing by me—tho elder brother’s wife. She is not often here, but she lias come to-night. The elder brothci'lnanivd late in life, aud had a daughtei*—Jacquctta. Till she w'as born, the younger brother's son was accounted heir to tho estates. He was a handsome lad, and the parents were jiroud enough of him. His mother is standing bv Hie founder.” “The louudcr?” said the iceman. “Yes, the ftniily dates from Charles ll.’s time; they were noboUics till tlicu, they are noboilies now—that is to say, there is nobody of tho family living. It i.s an extinct family, long since forgotten. No merry Christinas meetings ami Yule logs and boars’ heads, as in old times. But every Christmas Eve there is a family gathering of these dead ones on th« banks of the Serpentine—for it was on Christinas Eve that Jacquctta was found drowned.” “Found drowned I” eciioed the dead skaters, as they caught tlie jesters last words. “Found drowned.” Suddenly the iceman felt his foot loosened from the ice, and he found himself sliding down the river beside the jester, whose feather stirred notin the light wind, neither did his tawdry garments flutter. Nevertheless, there seemed to the iceman something more lltelike about him, and it was with a sense of relief that ho found they had distanced their companions. “ilerc,” said the jester, making a pause, “wc are alone, and I cau tell you something of Jacquctta.” The iccmau looked behind, there was no one to be seen; but in front tlie two hooded figures glided on, tlicir arms twined around each other. “Jacquctta,” said the jester in a hollow whisper, “hut she won’t look around.” Then in a low voice he coiitiuucd: “He who first spoke was the younger brother.' He had lived an extravagant liie iu ail the follies and fashions of the day, and had his hunters, his dogs, his wine and his boon comiianions. His wife was a haiidsonio woman, but she did not care for him; her love was given to her sou, for wliom she would liave slaked everything. Adrian was her life, her piidc, the heir to his uncle’s vast estates, for no one sup|)osed iliat he would marry. He had been dis-aiipoiiited in early life and bad forsworn matrinioiiy. But one day the news came that he had taken a wife, a poor young lady with a pretty face. The younger brother swore terribly when he heard of it, and liis wife bit her lips till the blood came. “Blit the elder brother was too delicate to live in England, ami he and his ami in time tlicir little girl made their home in the sunny South. It Avas a fancy of his, for he was full of fancies, to take a foreign name ami appear as a foreigner, so that Jac-quelta ne\'er knew her fatlier’s real name. Well, in time tlie elder brother died, and in less than six months the pretty Avifc died also, ami Jac-quetta Avas left with lier two friends. “And Avith them she grew up, and Avith them slic Avas happy. It Avas a time of Avar and trouble, aud scant means of coinmunicaf ion, and people Avcre lost siglit of and no one knew Avliat might have liap[>encd to them; and the younger brother and his wife, after Avaiting a due time, took possession of the estates, and all went well. All, that it could iiave gone on so! and Jacquctta Avould huA’C married aiirt been haiipy iu a foreign land. Or, perhaps, even iu Englajid, for a young Englisli oflicer hadjiassed through the town Avlicre she lived, and had met her at some of the simple merrymakings, aud had laughed aud talked, half in earnest, half in jest, and then Avent away, saying tliat he should i-ctnrn some day. And Jacquctta believed it, aud each morning she hoped the day Avould bring him, and each night síic said that it Avas a day nearer his coming. “They had ]>arted under an old arcliAvay, and he had asked her to remember him, and she had answered ‘Yes! surely I Avill.’ Then he had turned away, but had come back again to say sonic last Avord. “It Avas so hard to say ‘good-by.’ “‘Yet Ave shall meet again’,’ ho said. “And at last tliey parted, she looking after him in the red and purple sunset; half pained at the separation, half joyful at tho hope ol meeting again. “She dreamed over liis last words, and still her heart ansAVCi*ed, ‘He will come, ho Avill comc.’ “Then one day came a letter. It Avas not signed, but of what consequence Avas tliat. No one else could have Avrittcu it, and it said ‘We shall meet again, Jacquctta, after iny long journey.’ “Ah! well, all might have gone right had it not been lor a meddling laAvyer, Avho traced the elder brother to his grave in tho foreign cemetery and found tho living Jacquctta. lie brought her to England and took her to the younger brother’s house. Ho had all his prools, and the evidence Avas far too strong for the younger brother and his Avife to gainsay, and Adrian Avas disinherited. They Avould IiaA’c left tho house, but she besought them to keep it and live there, for she wanted to go back to the little foreign toAvn and Avait for her lover. “Then the younger brother’s wife felt a horrible envy rise up Avitliin her, for the estates Avould go into other hands and the name of Ashfordhani would die out. ‘•But all at once she changed her tactics; she took the young girl to her heart, and became so friendly that Jacquetta promised to stay iu England to tho spring; writing to her friends abroad to let the English ofti-1 ccr, Avhen he came, know Avhcre she | had gone.”    | The jester paused. “Go on,” said the iceman, “what was the end of it?” “On tlic Christinas eve of that year Jacquctta Avas found drowned.” “IIOAV?” “No one ever knew—it was a mys-Icvy, a terrible one. Some said she droAvnert Iieráclf, and some believed it. Nolliiiig Avas ever provcd. The younger brother and his Avifo made a great show of grief, and ordcretl a grand funeral. “A very grand funeral it was, and IKJopIc flocked to see it; and, justas the cotflu Avas about to be loAvciied, a carriage drove up to the cliui’cliyard gate, an English officer jumjied out, aud rushed lorward to the grave. Some tried to hold him back, b«t ho burst from them and flung himself upon the cofliu. At length he Avas carried homo and the funeral ceremonies proceeded. “For days and Avcoks he was like a madman; he ruA’ed against the |uur-derers of his beloved one; lie called doAVii vengeance upon them ; he 8woi*e I hat he Avould trace them out and bring them to justice. “IIÍS mother shrank from him ; his father coAvei*cd beneath his glance; but by degrees he calmed doAvn. And then canic a reaction; a dull apathy took }K)ssessioii of him, and the days passed heavily by. “The younger brother took to drinking deeply, aud so killed himself, his last Avords being, ‘Jacquetta! ibund droAvncd.’    ' “His Avite watched him anxiously through his drunken fits, Icttiiig no one but herself go near him; and after his death she shut herself up, rarely ever seeing her son, Ayho had thrown up his commission, forsaken tlie pomps of the Avorld, and lived almost as a hermit, occupied Avith deq<is of cliarity from morning to night. Wliat lie su»|M>ot£tl 110 one kucAV i but Avticn his mother’s last illness came Jic Avatclied her as carefully a» she had Avatched beside the father.' He Avas Avitli her to the last, and jii|t before slie died the Availing maid heard a fearful shriek, and then she cried out iu a clear, sharp A’oicc, ‘For iiiy son! for my sou! Found droAvned!’ ” Again the jester paused, and the iceman asked, “Aud Avhat bccaioo of Adrian ?’’ “He never married, hut left all his property to chanties. Aud so the family came to aii end.” The iceman droAV near to the jester, for the rest of the dead skaters Avei'o gaining on tlicm. SloAvly they skated oil Avith siglitless eyes bent on the ground. Tlicy paused as they ftinrie up to the iceman, and made a «rcle round him. They knew lie was there, tlioiigh they could not sob him, and lie shivered, but not Avith cold. Tlie younger brother put out his hand as though he Avoiiht touch him, but the iceman shrank back. Then tlic ghastly troupe formed into line and slowly skated past him, each one making a mocking boAV, and Avith the same eflbrt as at first; say-ing: “Jacquctta! Found droAvnod I” The iceman thought they Avould never cease passing by, but tlicy were gone at last, all but the jester, whom lie Avas beginning lo look upon, as a friend.    . “roor Jthcquctta! And she and her lover did not meet again, for she Avas dead.” “I/)ok!” said the jester, jiointing forward. And the iceman looked, and behold! the sun Avas shining Avith a Avondcrfui splendor, anti its rays ii«jlited Avith gold the edges of the sirver-fi*osted trees. And bathed in glorious light were the two figures Avho turned and gazed upon the ic*emaii; tlie fair vision of a girl Avitli gulden locks Hud a youth verging upon manhooti. “Yes!” said the jester, softly, “they met again, for true love is everlasting.” Doccndo Üisoinius. Only a little Boston girl! But, nh I she ¿rew so ilear to me, AVltli waltz aixl tenuis, sail aiut oar, At Keiinebuukport-by-thc-Sca. “Only a mild flirtation, dear,” She wld8|)ered io a fair liitimc: And j et I ihoiixbt I held the cards To Avin in tbat midsummer dream. Oiilv a dream! tliough band In hand AVc walked beside tho ocean bine: Or. scorning frown of antique main, W'e braved the night air aud the doir. Only a little, chdly nod She gave me this December morn. Great Scotl I never so was left Sluee 1 on Beacon Hill was bornl Docendo dlsciinnsl alas! 1 only thouzht to tcA?!) her how We play the game where heart is trump— 1 uuu’t ciijuy my dinner now! -[Life. A Prize in the Lottery of life AvUJcb Is usually unappreciated until It is lost, perhaps never to return, is beultb. What a priceless boon it is, uiul how we ought to cherish it, that life may not be a worthless blank to us. Many of the dis* cases that flesh is heir to, niul which make life burdctisome, such as consumption (scrofula of the lungs) and other scrofulous und blood diseases, lind a cuinpiete cure in Dr. IL V. I’iei'ce’s “Golden Medical Discovery” when all other remedies have failed. Dr. Tierce’s pamphlet on consumption mailed for two stumps. Address, World’s Disnoiisary Medical Assoeiatlon, Buffalo, N. Y. QUEER FREAKS OF SOME MEN.. H’llliiiK to Overlook. [Fllegende Blatter.] Slistrcss (to amiable servant maid)—1 am going to go to the opera this evening, sol Bhnll probably be home late. Amiable maid—Oh, you needn’t ajiolo^ize to mo lor tbat. Captain Mitchell, of the bark Antoine Sala, New York and Havana trade, came homo in May, entirely helpless with rheumatlsni. lie went to tho monntaiiis, but receiving no-beiio(it, at his wife’s request began to take Hood’s Sarsapurillu. He immediately began to improve; in two months his rheumatism was nil gone, and he sailed iu comintind of his vessel n well man. Hood’s Sarsaparilla will help you. liold by all druggists. The Late Socreittry Folgcr's Belief in the Figure 3. [Baltimore Herald ] Sonic eminent 8j)cciali.sts maintain that onc-tjiifd of mankind are crazy and ought to be in asylums. Dr. Johnson Avóuld have been considered insane becaiiso iie insisted on touching all the gate posts he passed in Ixmdon. There is a chief ot an important bureau in Washington who has the same habit. He admits that the tcndenoy is almost irresistible. Sometimes when he is apiireich-ing a gate post Avhich he can not touch because it is surrounded hy otiier people, he Avill turn back and go some other Avay. Ho will stop in tlic hardest rainstorm to put his linger on a post. This eccentricity has gotten him into a predicament more than once. The OAvncr of a house in Connecticut UA’cnue once pursued him and demanded to knoAv Avhy he had tampered Avith his gate, threatening to call the police. On one occasion, Avhile traveling in the country, he rode back a mile to touch a gate which he had passed and oniittcvl to touch. The late Secretary Fulgcr liad an insano idea thnt there Avas a charm in tho llgnrc 3. When a boy and later on in life he had a fashion of doing a thing tlircc times that only had to be done once. He Avonld cat three peaches—no more, and no less. If he lad four he Avouhl throAV one aAvay. If he should eat more than three he woiiltl e«t three or three limes three. If ho Avns to ride horseback ho Avould mount three times before starting. Up to his death ho hud a Avay of saying “(Jood-day” three times to tliosc he met, und in letter.s to his family he invariably Avroto on iliree pages. Judge Folgcr oltcn alluded to the idiosyncrasy. He said tliat from his earliest rememlpince he had an overiioweriiig belief in the cabalistic poAver of tlie number 3. lie tlioiight it had been transmitted to liim trom his father, or that lie had gotten it from .a suDcrstitioiis nurse. When a small boy lie Avalkcd a mile lo school, and lie aftcrAvard aeknoAvl-edged that be had on more tlian one day traversed the distance thrcq j^ i . triiics, making six miles in all, before'    -    •    ■-    * he f&lt safe in entering the school liouse. It Avas said of Thomas .Tcflbrson that lie Avoiild never jiermit any iH*r-son to cut his hair. He used the scissors himself. He had a superstition that his strength Avould depart if he alloAved any one e!se to cut his hair. The late Tliaddcns Stevens could not pass a pin without picking it up. Furlhermore, he alAvays Avalkcd around, if necessary, to get the point toward him before jiickiiig it up. Tlie venerable philanthropist, Mr. W. W. Corcoran, Avill not sit doAvn until he lias raised up the chair. Mr. Lyman, the iirosent chief of the Bureau of Navigation, is noted for some strange lialluciuations. though n man of varied accomplishments. It is almost too ridiculous ibr belief, hut it is a fact that he is convinced that ho has been married to the departed spirit of tho Empress Josephine, and that the s]iirit is the mother of a child to him Avhich is iioAV six years old. For a year lie kept Mrs. Best, a noted Boston medium, in Wffsliiiigton under a good salary because she could “materialize” the spirit of Josephine so that it could come out from tho cabinet, sit ill his lap and kiss him. To his intimate friends Mr. Lyman talks seriously about tills afliilr as if it Avcre a:i everyday concern. If S:nalor Vunce hears a cock croAV bctore inidiiigiit he is nervous for a week for fear that some calamity is about to happen. A Notable Character. [I’liiladolphin Tiines.j General William rreston, of Kentucky, is a character. He Avas our Minister to Spain Avhen the Avar began and añcnvai*d chief of staff to Albert Sidney Johnston. lie Avas Aviththat distinguished Confederate officer Avhen ho Avas wounded at Shiloh, and held tlic chicfUiiii Avhcn ho breathed his last. Tho old General naturally has a fund of reminiscence and cljiericncc, and denies General Beauregard’s claim that he, instead of Johnston, planned tho battle of Shiloh. Preston says “that ho took the jilan of battio direct from his chiefs liands and telegraphed it to Mr. Davis before Gen.Beaiircgard arrived.” This whole dispute about Shiloh, Avhich is a very interesting aud important one, is to receive very heroic treatment Avithin a short time. Gen. Grant, Gen. Beauregard and William Preston Johnston arc each to prepare elaborate papers uiKin the incidents and accidents of that great battle. Gen. Preston, si>cuking of that engagement, said ; “There Avore three battles of the late Avar, all of them greater than the battle of Waterloo, Shiloh, Stone llivcr aud Chickamanga. Each of them were most stubbornly contested, and the losses on each side considerably greater than at Waterloo. Shiloh I regard iu many respects the greatest battle of the world. It Avas practically the croAvn-ing glory of American valor. Here Avcre tAVO great armies of ruAV troops Avlio met iu tho shock of battle and never flinched. It Avas tho most stubbornly coutcstcd battle of modern times. ÜUCC, when Sir Gurnet Wolseley, the present coniniaiidcr of the English army, asked me at a dinner party at Montreal it tho South could iiqt have held out longer, I ro-plied : ‘As a mere matter of iiliysical endurance, yes: but do yon knoAV, sir, that ill the four years of war through Avhich Ave passed, the South alone, Avitli its foAv millions of iicople, lost more men i.i battle than England did in all Us Avars from William the Con-qucrcr to Queen Victoria ?’ I spoke Avith some feeling and it cndctl in a discussion as to the reason why the South did not continue to fight.” Alliteration of Tennyson. fTciuplc Bar.l No lAoet nuviages his alliterations more ably than Tennysor; no ¡met Avould lose more by the use of it being denied him. It.decd, the more musical the poet, the oftcner Ave shall find him otteiuling. Begin Avith his first word|7 AVIiero Clnrib«1 low llflth Tho Ijreezeu uaiise uiiU «lie, lAatiiig tlie roHc leaves tall; But tbo Holcuin o;ik tree siglieth. Observe eight sounds of 1 in four lines, and the s’s in the last, the third lino being the best manipulated. Turn the page: lairy Lilian! laiUingtuiry Lilian I Hero flitting Avonid never have occurred to the |K)ct’s mind, but tor the fin fairy; yet it contains the idea of a {loem. Try ‘‘The Princess”— A FWúle. Fuilior will come to thee soon; Futlicr AviU coma to bin balio in the nest* Sliver sails all out ot ttio Wt»«t Under like silver luuou, wliere tho s in Avcst ninst be al-loAvetl its share in tho general sibilation. Or “Maud Maud, the belove*! o( my mother, the moonfaced (lar.iug of all, where Ave have to thank the m for giving us the expressive AVord moonfaced. Or, once more: I ciiattor over stony ways, III little ihar|)s and trebles, I Imlibic into eddying bays, 1 babble un the |ieublos. What Avitli d’s, I’s, b’s and tho softer and smootlier sound p, yon hear the music of tho brook as plainly over the gravel as you Avoujd if you iettnod, as I have, on a certain little bridge, near Avhicli the laureate’s youtii Avas Lastly, tho “Idyls,” lost onr iioct should be said to ¡lave outgroAVii trivial art: It is the little rift within the lute. That by and by will make Itio music mute. Avhere tho recurrence of the ii is especially to bo noted ; The little rift, within the lover’s lute; Or little pitted siieek iu g.ariicr’d fruit; which Avord pitted, so iiiicly graphic, so daintily pathetic, is entirely due to the p in speck. liCRal Wit. [Atlanta Cunstitulion.l In a recent land case in Washington, Jmtge Wilson said in his brief: “Lord Bacon lias Aviscly and truly Avritten‘the letter killeth, but spirit iiinkcth alive.**' This gave General Cole, th« opposing counsel, a chunec to make a iKiint, and he opened bis brief as follows:    “The    claimant’s counsel in this case is cither grossly ignorant of the Iuav or has broken his oath as an attoi'iicy, for ho does not know thnt Lord Bacon did not Avritc the second c])isllo to the Corinthians or lie is trying to mislead the Interior Department by falsehood and deceit by quoting the Apostle Paul as good authority in land cases. Wheu the great apostle Avrotc to the people of Corinth, ‘Tlio letter killetli, but the sjiirit givetli life,’ ho had no reference to timber culture cases, and in faut the act cntitied‘An act to encourage tlic (vroAVth of timber in Western l>rairies’ had not become a laAV in A. D. 60, nor did it become a InAv until 1800 years later, so it is clearly to be seen that tho language quoted is not in {KiinL There is one thing iu his argument also that is to be regretted, and thnt is tho cliargo of plagiarism against the great lAinl Chancellor of England. Bacon lias been charged with being tho author of the plays commonly credited to Shakspeare*, and also Avith corruption in office, but this ncAv thrust of literary piracy is extremely unjust coming at this late date from a member of the Minnesota bar.” A New lliNie, llleh nii4 Itave. [New Yorz Pirtt.j The Bennett rose, as it is called in Philadelphia, is attracting a great deal of attention, as it is to be sold next March for the first time. This rose is considered tho finest rose that is a continuous bloomer. The bud resembles soircAvhat tlie Avhltc Niphc-tos. It has a rich lemon odor entirely ncAV. So far tho flowers of this rose have only been sold Avith short stems, because tho owners, not yet offering it for sale, could ifot cut the buds Avith the long stems, as then they Avould have been purchased by florists aud tho slips used to make plants. Tho oAvnor of tho Bennett rose has ke]ii his grccnhonso locko<l and guarded by Avatchmen to prevent tho cuttings of plants being stolen. Some $7,0U0 has already been paid for Ihc stock and the oAvner is under bonds not to sell a plant of it until March, 1885. This person, hoAvcvcr, not being a practical florist, is likely to fail in tho propagation of it and some other man in the trade Avill, in all probability, reap the harvest. BT SYMKT MTXK. "Well, wh()«c boT am I, anyway— 1 fell down cellar ve^tcnlay AndiCiive luy head .'in awful bump (It you bad only neen the Itinip); And mancilla culled me when Í rncd, And hiiiori^i ino close up to her shle. And said: 'ril kiaa it and make it well. Mamma's own boy. How hard lie fell!’ “Wben papa took me ont to play Where all the men were makinu hay. He put me on old •Dobbin’s back; Id . »pai (AVIien I got uj> uud rubbed iny liead And when they gave the whin a crack, And off he threw me papa said And shut inv ii|>« and winked iny eves): ‘Pu pa’s brave boy. He neve.- cries.’ ••And when l go to grandma’s—well. You’d PC surpriscii if I could tell Of all the pies and giiig.ir-cakea And doiiglimits that she alwnvs makes, And all the Jam iimt tarM ami such. And never Hsys, ‘Don’t take too iiiuch,’ *lk‘cnu'>o,’ site says, ‘lie uiiist enj-iy, Uls visit, (or he’s graudnia’s ooy 1* “And grandpa savs: ‘I’ll give him soofl A little i»o«y for Ins own. He’ll leiirii to ride it well, I know. Because he’s grandpa’s boy.* Jlo, hoi And plentv other people say: ‘AVell, how nre you, niy boy, to-day?’ Now, can you tell me, if yon try. How many little boya am I’?” —[The Independent. CURRENT FUN. Tlic corset haa come to stay.—Brook-linc Chronicle. Light infantry — Torchbearets.— [Boston Bullctiu. The cash system is a no-bill art.— {Merchant Traveler. The darkest Jiour is when yon can’t find the matches.—[I'lick. A tca-totaller—The tea merchant’s accountant.—[Georgia Cracker. Highest aiiprobatioii — Applause from the gallery.—[Chicago Sun. The hard drinker generally gets a-hcad in thcAVorld.—[Boston Star. A sealskin sacquc covereth a multitude of pins.—[Mercliaiit Traveler. A cross bow—tho beau that has just received the mitten.—[Tho liutehct. Flirts are like fiddlers—no good without tho beaux.—[W-atorloo Observer. Ho|>o is the cheese that makes the pastry of life palatable.—[New York Journal. Her face was like a putty ball,    *. Her liandii were very fed, .She’d silver luinglua uu licr wrists And bungs iqion ber head. —[Folio. Tennyson’s last ooem (ire iio|)C it is) treats of “brass mouths and iron lungs.’ We consiiler this a direct tiirust at some of our leading ])otiti-cians.—[Oil City Blizzard. A brute of a man at our cIIioav suggests that they call the iipiicr roAV at the theater tho family circle, liecaufo it is tlic last place a man over thiiiks of going to.—[Boston Treusoript. If. as alleged, “beauty is only skin deep,” it is tlieiefoi'o a positive compliment to call an individual tliick-skiiincd. Ferliaps, though, tbo point iniglit fail lo jieiietratc such a iierson, —[Lowell Courier.. It is all Avcll enough for a young man at this time of tlie year to have tAvo best girls. If he gets the mitten from botif of them, the mittens may bo pairs, and Avill come in<iuito handy this Avintcr.—[Lowell Citizen. “Bcporls from v.arious parts of the country shoAV tiiat game is more abiindar.t hoav than it has been for several months jiast.” The principal varieties, avo underMtand, are cuclire, draAv jiokcr and seven up.—[Norristown Herald. Popular Superstitions. (Atlanta CoiuUtutioii.] Siieaking of Governor Cleveland's luck, tho thought occurs that there arc undoubtedly lucky men and unlucky oiifcs. One of Girard’s roles Avas never to have anything to do Avith an unlucky mau. The lloths-childs Avill not employ a man who has ’a reputation for ill-liick. Most KK)ple arc belicA’crs in luck. History 8 full of it. Cromwcil trusted in September 3, Nai»oleoii in December 2. Many great lAcn have worn trinkets to give tlsMn Inck. Many a woman who piitsen hersiockingswrong-side out will not chango it. Few care to be one at atabloof thirteen. Iu Russia they Avill Hot pass the salt. Men hate to ski anything lmi>ortaut on Friday. Millions believe iu iho virtues ot tho horseshoe. Even tho most sensible ]>cople have little coiifl-deuce iu the ultiuiato success of a man Avho has bvcu tho victim of an extraordinary run of ill-luck. A man’s intelligence and integrity count for nothing in the [lopnlnr estiniaUon Avhcn people have seen his enterprises fail one after mnotiier. There is a general disjwsitiou to believe that it 13 better lo bo born lucky than rich. War’s dreaü alarms carry terror ttla hearts of iieace-iovin?: citizens, but it is safe to say that tho number ot lives annually sacvitioeU to liver complaint, in its va-rious forms, greatly exceed thoso of tho most destructive bailies. Georgo L Martinez, of Nicaragua. Avrltes; “During mv last visit to NeAv York I was pre-,entod AVith half a dozen bottles of Misluor's Herb Bitters, and 1 oiiecrfully twlifv that less thau two bottles cuntl me ot liver com-plalut of live years’ suuding.” Governor-elect Alicer, ol Michigan, has been so seriously afflicted Avitk MuraWiu that he has been couttued to hta XQom fai several days.    _ Keep Dr. Bull’s Cough Syrup at bom* TbousanUs take iL Price 25 ceuU a botO# Í K

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