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Cincinnati Weekly Times (Newspaper) - May 8, 1884, Cincinnati, Ohio Vol. XLT. TVo. lO.CIXCirVXXTI, THLUrtMOXY, »£XY 8, 1884. Tlio Secrets of the Spring. C«nie out jiiul hear the rohhins sin?, ^ikI hear the hluebirüs’ tiile of spring, Ami (^ctltc swallows on the wing. Come out an-l listen, listen low, Aiut hi'ar the grasses as they grow, Ami list the lii.tlc winds that blow. And learn to read their wend well— ’i lit* fC ret that t’uy softly le 1 To bin sand Ue in drowsy dell, Of bloom V hanks that arc to be. Of iraeranl Ueld and Ic ify tree, And Mil the suniuiei; luyslery. Of liud and blossom, flower and fruit, That rpiirkens now in sap and root. And now in tender, springiug sboot. t'onu* out, come out, the days arc long, lint nature sings her secret song In sc -ret wavs—the days are long. J'u*^ swift as iwect fro n day to day, J- .oin lioiir to lioor, ilm tuneful lay Kuns headlong on a changeful way. Como ont, then. In the early glow Of curly siiriiigtimc's bu 1 and blow. Come out i.nd hear the grasses grow. And all the secrets of the spring Tlial melt and murmur, sp.*ak and aing. To cars attuned to listening. —[Nora retry. NOTE9 AND NEWS. THE HAUNTED COilKIDOR. All llio horses, carriHges, and farming utensils bcloiigiug to Mary Anderson, at Long Uranch, are to bu sold, as she will suiy abroad another year. A Mississippi man advertises for a rnn-away wire, whom iie di*«cribcs as having ‘‘high ebeek bones, with tipper front teeth out. erippled in one foot, cross teyed and quick spoken.” The new tmpdrinl palsee at Strasbnrg is to Ih! completed in three years, at a cost of §1.200,OOP. It seeniH a preimsterons piece ofextra\agance, as the Linperor has a dozen palaces already. The e.xcavations at Olympia, in Greece, have been renewed, and are now proceed* iug at the o’l»ensc of the .\thens Archx'O-loL'ical Society. An .Mbcnian gentieman has givtni 20J,00;l francs for the erection of a nuisciini, which is making good progress. 'riie albtim of the Bunk of England in which siKjcimens of counterfeits are preserved lias three notes which passed through the Chicago lire. Tliough they are burnt to a crisp, black ush, the pa|»er is scarcely broken, and the engraving is as cicur us new. 'I’ho latest fool story from the Cocur d’Alene minus is of a miner at Eagle City who fastens the door of his cabin of nights with a big liunlder, all tilled and glistning vvilhgold. lie rolls this golden boulder ngalnst his disir every night and thus feels lierfcctly secure. Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes, who wishes the world in general to know that be is still alive and capable of good work, ap-nounces tlial he is cnga'jod on a biography of Balph W.tldo Kincrson, which he intends Shull do full justice to the life and memory ot Uint philosopker. “Tlic funuier klml of our newspapers,” says the J.ondou Satni-day lleview, “have drawn on the Ameiienn presa for their humor for so king now that they may rea-sonuldy liegin to imitate it in other things. Tlie Americanization of our iustitutioua ia fak'd to proceed uiiace. The iMX‘t Whittier has attempted litU* likTary work of late. At long intervals hu stays for a day or two in Boston, but KiH'iids most of his time quietly in D.iiivers. lie has long been far from strong, and unless he gains new atrength during tho suni.uer he will cease writing altogcUier.    ^ According to the local ncwapaper Senator Hale’s new house at Ellsworth, Me., “stunds in a auO-acrt lot and will be an ornament to the city.” It generally has lieeii snpiMised that" 1‘biladelphia was the only city III this coniitrv covering ground cmiugli to iterinlt Its cltlzuus the luxury of 2UU-acie building lots. Jem Ward, formerly pugilistlo champion of England, recently docuusal, posaeaaed considerable artistio takMit, and hla paintings were often exiiibitod in the Liverpool Exhibition and favorublv eriticiacd. 11 is daughter, .Miss Eleanor Want, a pupil of the coni|K)ser Hir Julius Ujiiedict, was an excellent pianist and singer. A myle story is told by L)r. WlUlam A. Ilanimond in tho Youth’s Companion. AVhile stationed at. Fort Webster, in what is now Arizona, he started down the canon on a very flne and large mule. The bcnnt HlopiM*!! abruptly, and signified that he vvou’d not budge a steji. ftpiira were dug into Ilfs tiniiks to no piirpuee. There he stood as hrin as a rock, llammond piilletl him runnd, and gnllo|ied back to the fort. Ihe next murning it was aacertulned that at II |.uint scarcely a hundred yards in udvuiicc of where the mnle bad guined his victory some Apache Indians bud am-bu8li(‘il the road, itnd but lor the brute’s keen nose and cars, and iirmiicss In resisting un oUtinste man. short work would bune been made of l/olli. “I don't believe a word of itl” said Aunt Rebecca. The wine-like glow of snnset yet illuinincd the great bay window ; but the rest of the apartment was alivady enshrouded in the gray shadows of twilight, in Avhosc misty indistinctness the huge chairs of carved oak looked like gigantic monsters from some foreign shore. From the walls frowned down dark old family portraits, and the crimson hangings above the arched doors waved restles.sly back and forth in the draughts of wind that swept through the vast corridor. “I don’t believe a word of it!” i*c-pcated'Aunt Rebecca, with more emphasis than before. ‘‘A ghost story, indeed 1” ‘•Tell me about it. Violet," said VT>:ng TIazlcwooti, to whom the deep \)ay-window, W'ith its far-off prosr^ct of snowy hills, veiled in gathering twilight, to say nothing of pretty Violet Orme's close vicinage, were infinitely more attractive than the more modern regions of Alnwick Place. ‘•It is not much of a story," said Violet, flushing up to her very cvcíashes at the sound of her own soft voice, “only years ago, long Iniforc my great grandpapa hmlt this house, the site was all one nnhrokon wood, and there was a tradition that a beautiful girl was muivlered by her lover. Tier grave, they said, was houcalh the foundatioiifi of the house; hut I scarcely credit this jiartof the legend." “Of course not," interrupted Miss Rebecca, with a to s of her false curls. “I have no pr.ticnce with the relics of old suiierstition.” ‘•What arc you looking for, Amit? Have yon droppod anything? Shall I call for Harris to bring a candle?” asked Violet, a moment afterward, coming to her aunt’s side. “Nothing, nothing,” said Miss Re-ticcea, with a little embarrassment in her voice.    “Come—ilon’t stay liere any longer in the biting cold, unless you both want a week’s medicine ami doctor’s visits.” ‘‘It is not cold. Aunt Rebecca.” pleaded Violet, “and the starlight is so beautiful on the stone iiavement. .Just let us wait until that fiery planet mounts a little higher.” But a peremptory summons from Colonel Orme himself, who had just waked from a comfortable nap beside the glowing fire in the library, to a sort of vague wonder as to “where Rebecca and the young people could possibly be," speedily settled the matter. “Never mind, Violet,” wliispercd Charles Hazelwood; “by and by when your father has gone to his room and Aunt Rebecca is busy with her curl-paiiers in her own s|>ecial dormitory, we can have a starlight stroHtliréiigh the ghost’s tcrritoi*y!” Violet gave him an arch glance as alic tripped after Aunt Rebcrea into the hall which led to CiMonel Orme’s briHiantJy lightcil library. “I wish Captain IlazelwiKxl wouldn’t remain ont there," said Aunt Rebecca anxiously. “He will catch his death of cold; and, besides"- “Bi'sides what. Aunt lichecca?" “Violet,” said the maiden lady, “I wish you would go down and see if tho honsekeei>cr has prepared that posset for my sore throat, that’s a good girl. I think I shall go to l>ed." Violet went to cxcci to her aunt’s iM'hests. Iluw ])eaoefully the distant hills and valleys slept in tiieir snowy mantles that glorious December night. It re-niimuMl one of a lovelv painting executed with brushes dipncd in liquid l>earl, and shadcil with i>cncils of glimmering silver! At least, so they seemed to Charles Hazelwood as ho stood in the deep re-of tlio gigantic bay-wiiuu)w. Per Year. An Kinpn'ks al Wlrsbaden. 11‘nll Mall UntPlte.] The F.mprcssof Austria is at present slaying at a Wiesbaden hotel, under the name ut Counless Ilohcuoinbs, and spends her days like an athlete in truiuiiig. She seldom attends the coitecrts, thcutcra and other amuse meiits of Ihe fasliloiiablo watering place, hut a day rarely passes when she docs not ride to some of tho sur rounding ehatcans or vlllsges, aceom panleti by her groom. Not content with those long rides, the Empress devotes several hours dally to fencing and gvmiiasllc cxcreisc*, in which she is said to show mure skill and ciidur ancc than many a practiced fencer or gymnast of the so-callcd strengcr aex. blic rises at dawn and, with brief In-tcrvals, s|>cnds the wliole day either in riding or in athletics, and long before tho fashionable world thliiKs of retiring the Empress is enjoying tlic refreshing sleep wUicti follows ph) s leal exhaustion. CC88 nearly hidden by the curtains, the faded splendor of whose tarnished embroidery carried the mind unconsciously a century backward on the stream of time. But then Charles Ilazelwood waslii love. Tho tall, old fashioned clock in the hall was striking 12, and tho colony of crickets under the warm hearthstone were falling into a dreamy, sleepy sort of chirp, as if their small lungs wore fairly wearied out, when Aunt Rebecca emerged freiu her door, treading on tiptoe and carrying a dim light in her hand. Now, Amit RclH'cca, in no<Jding false curls, lace coiffure and eighteen year old style of dress, was a very different sort of personage fixiin Aunt Rchccoa, Avith lier head tied up in a silk handkerchief, her false curls laid aside, and a long Avhlte dressing robe enveloping her lank figure; aud the latter was by no mcaiia the muro pro-|)OKscssing of tho two. I’rohabTy some such consciousness swept across tho goo«l spinster’s hriin, for she shufiled, with aceelcratcd lapldltv past tho solemn eyes of the grave old family iwrtraits oil the ATilI. “I am sure I dropped them somewhere here,” she niurmure<l, pausing in front of tho hay wIiuIoav. “How provoking I There goes my candle outl But I believe I can find them, hoAVCVcr, Iho starlight is so bright. Merey u|)on us I what is that? The ghost I tliO ghost!" And Aunt Rcliecca flc<l shrlckin doAvii tlio corridor, her hands clapM ras im AA’ith a crimson stain at its pallid throat! Tiie house AA’as aroused into instantaneous coinniotioii, lights Hashed into brightness at the various doors, and an eager circle of inquirers surrounded Aunt Rebecca, Avho evinced strong syni])toms of an iutcutioa to go into hysterics. “It glided past me like a gust of Avind!” she shrieked, replying at hazard to the questions raine<l doAvn upon her—“all in Avhitc, Avith that dreadful mark of blood upon its throat! It’s a Avaruing—I kiioAV it’s a Avarniiig that I liaveii’t long to Iía c ! Oh, Avhat shall I do—Avhat shall I do?" “But I don’t understand what you Avcre doing out in the fíhost’s Corridor at this time of night,” iiitcrniptcd Colonel Orme, staring at liis sister as if not quite certain whether this were nn actual occurrence in real life or merely a fragmentary part of his last dream. “Well, if you must know,” said Miss Rebecca, Avith a little hysteric sob, “I dropped my false teeth there, just at dusk, and I didn’t like to look for them there Avith Violet and Captain Hazlewood standing by, and so— and so*’— “Oho! that’s it, eh ?” said Colonel Orme, laughing. “Ujion my word. Sister Becky, you are rather overparticular for a woman fifty years old.” “Only forty-nine, James,” interrupted Miss Rebecca, Avith a slirill accent of indignation. “But the ghost?” inquired young HazelAvuod, AVho liad just arrived on the scene of action, AVith rather a fiiihhcd hroAV and embarrassed air. Upon Avliich Aunt Ihihecca gave Avay to the combined influences of her brother’s unkind remark and the fright of ghost-seeing, and fairly fainted Avithout further notice. According to the usual custom of Avomankind on such occasions. Colonel Orme and all the other gentlemen Avere hustled ont into the hall, while the victim of the female ofli-cials was deluged with can de cologne, stifled witli hnrnl feathers,aud vigorously treated Avitli hot flannel. “She’s coming to, jmor dear creature !”Avas the final verdict hurled at (Joloiicl Orme through a crack in the door. “Well, I’m glad of it. I’m sure,” said the Colonel dolorously, rubbing his hands, “for it's cold out here in the hall. Why, liilloa! is this you, my little Violet? What’s the matter? You haven’t seen a ghost, I hoiic ?” “No, papa,” faltered Violet, “but—” ‘‘bnpiiosc Ave three adjourn into the library, Colonel Orme, and I Avili undertake the task of explanation,” in-terjKised diaries IlazelAvood, Avhile Violet’s checks greAV like flame. “Well, may I A’enture to inquire Avliat all this means?” interrogated the hcAvildcred Colonel Avhen the library door Avas safely close»!. “It means, sir,”said Charles, laughing, yet a little puzzled hoAV to proceed, “that Violet, your daughter, and I Avere just looking out at the stars, in the embrasure of the great hall AviiidoAv, Avhen we saAv some ouc a\y-proachiiig with a light, Violet went to sec what the apparition meant, Avhen Miss Reliccca (whom it i)roved to he) dropped her candle and ran shrieking aAvay.” “So Violet Avas tho gliost, eh?” sai«i the Colonel, repressing a very strong inclination to laugh. “You see, papa,” intei'iiosed that young lady, “1 Avore my long cash-mere mantle, fur I Avas afraid of taking cold, and it Avas tied at the throat Avith red ribbons, and " “And Aunt Rcheeca took it for granted that you Avcre tho mimlered heroine ot your family ghost story,” said the Colonel, arehly. “But alluAV me to ask, young i>cop»<^ what you Avere so much Interested in ?’’ “Well, sir," sai«l llazlcAvoo»!, “I had just asked her if she wouldn’t marry me—don’t runaAvay, Violets—and sli’e said ‘Yes,’ that is, if I could Avin her father’s consent," “Well?” “And I would like to know what her father says to tho proposition ?’’ added the young officer, laughingly I striigfriinii MR, EDMUNDS’ HCME LIFE. His Vermont Residence Champlain. on Lake [Burlington Cor. X. Y. Eve ilnj? Post.] George Franklin Edn unds, Vermont’s junior Senator, bus had a home in Burlington since he was twenty yeara old. Like I most men who have been sueccsslA'cly returned to Congress, he has niaiiitaincd another home in Washington; hut here is the seat of his domestic cstahlisk-mcnt, and here tho place to Icarii Avhat sort of a man he is when fre® from the ]>olitical atmosphere of the capital. His Biirlingtou Imuso is in the center of the residence part ot the town, on College street, which is one offAvo or three main thoixmgli^aros stretching from tho lake front to *thc outskirts of the city on the hill. The grounds are about three acres, enclosed by a high picket fence iiainfed a recldish hroAvn. AVithin arc fruit trees, a domestic garden, and expanses of laAvn. There is uo sjiecial display anywhere of the gardener’s art, although the premises are clean and Avcll taken care of. The evergreens are allowed to groAv os nature «lirects instead of being moulded by the shears into fantastic shapes, as seems to he the fashion among more pretentious householders of the city. The house is of brick, tAVO stories high for the main, Avitli gable roof slated. The rigid plainness of the upright is reliCA'cd by broken outlines of rearadditions and annexes. The outlook from the north fnuit is limited by a forest of elms in Avliich the city is omhoAvercd. To the Avcst, however, the vicAV takes in the lake and a horizon scalloped by the outlines of tlic Adirondack Mountains. A plain barn stands at a rospe« tlul distance in the rear of the house. Nothing about the premises speaks of great riches, w'ith Avhieh the Senator is sometimes accredited by thuso Avho insist that Ropuhlioan candidates for the Presidency must he poor men. No one here believes the Senator to be a rich man in the modern sense of the term. His assessment last year was in the nciirhborhood of $60,000, and assessments in this State are utiiallya better measure of a man’s pos¡f««ion8 than they are in sonic other jiBrts of the country. The plainness, go»»d taste, and nicthmiical care Avhlcli are seen about the house and grouinls arc said by the neighbors to ehar.acicrlze also the interior. Without luxurv. It is regai*ded as a mo<lel of domestic comfort and refinomciit. The tittiiij's of the residence here and tlie one in Washington differ not so much in costliness as in the reqiiircineiits of the two social situations. Both bear evidence ot good last»; and common sense of the Ncav England orile|. Senator Edmunds’ family c^u-ists now of his Avife and one datigiiter, Mary, Avhose health for more tliau a year has given her parents much solicitude. Another daughter, Julia, died a year ago last July. The ftiiiiily is closely knit, aud though huspita’fic its members find most coustant society among themseh'cs. Mrs. Edmunds aud Miss Mary Eiiiiiunds Avere at the Bermudas nearly all Aviiiter for the beiicttt of the Istter’s health. They returiie<l to AVaslilng-toii a few weeks ago. It is tho opinion of some of the friends of the family hero that if the daughter’s health should require special attcutioii from her father tliis summci* he would either not accept a iioiiiinatioii, or, accepting it, wuuhl leave the partv to maiiago its uavii caiiipnigii. Mrs. Edmunds is tho dauglitcr of Willis Lymaii, iioav dead, aiiu a niece of the late George P. Marsh, the linguist ami lung American Minister ut Ifiuiiie. On the SenaloPs side of the family there arc no near relatives llflng, except a sister, Mrs. Mayuaixl, of ¡Detroit. On tlie other side of tlie family nlitionsaro minicio.iH, the Mar.hes and Lymans pi*edominutiiig. A PROFK8SIONAL PADOIR. due attention to his own. NotAA ith-standing this discrepancy the reporter found Monsieur Robert to be a most interesting and entertaining iK*rson-age, and someAvhat of a philosopher Avithal. “You liavc had a large experience in your profession, I suppose?” “Ma foi, I liave given it my constant study for fifteen years, and the more I see of it the less faith 1 have in the eoiiimun sense of most of my ])atrons." “That’s rather a wide assertion to make, is it not ?” “Blit it’s true, and becoming more tnic every day. Y’on Americans are, of all iMH)j)lo I haA'c reen, the least satisfied Avith Avliat ua lire has gi\‘cn them. Y’on are ahvaya trying to im-jirove upon her, hut instead of resorting to natural means in the Avay of taking jilciity of air and muscular exercise, you substitute the stay, the corset and the pad." “You at any rate ought not to complain, seeing you profit so largely by It.” “V’raimeiit. But that’s my opinion, nevertheless; but Avliat can I do f r you ?” “Tell me the latest process of building up a dude." “Thatiiivolves rather a complicated description. A goo<l deal depends upon Avliat the dude Avaiits. If Mon-sltnir le Dude Avants finely developed calves I can supply him. If he lucks breadth of chest I can produce as fine H sain])lc of an artificial Aiilinious as you Avonid Avisli to see. Should the original «hdícieiiey lay in tlie shoul--dcrs I can produce a pair that Atla« Avould envy. Aud so I might continue ad inliuitiim." “And Avhatis the process involved in tlicse interesting reproductions?" “It’s a very simiile one, I assure you. But I must first cxpiaiii that my remarks have nothing to do Avith tailoring, as most iieojile iindersland it. I simply make cloth coats or pads, Avhicii answer the same purpose to the tailor that the last of a shoe docs to the bootmaker. To do this perfectly it is iioccssai’v to liave a correct i<lca of flic •accurate jirojior-tions of the customer, othcrAvlse it AV’ould lead to very aniusing confusion. I’ar example: 1 once had a customer Avhose principal object in life Avas the possession of a more shu[)ely pair of legs. The original ones AVcre aufiiciottily ftiU l'«r aM fMMStkral pur-IMises, but he wanted them luiidc more full. I made a pad for the thighs, another for tlic calves aud a third for the liips. They Averc made of tine chamois ledMir, and when finished Avere scavii into the pautalooiis. The rusiilt Avas that the genUoiuaii for Avhoni they Averc made Avalkod do#n Fifth avenue one morning Avlth a pair of exquisitely shuiK'd legs, hut the upiicr [lortion of Ids body wasen-tirely out of all proportion to the loAver extremities, Avhich made him appear very droll.” CLASSIC TOILETS. How Greek detaining Violet, who Avas struggling to escaiHi. “He says," answered Colonel Orme, “that your intrepidity in facing the ghost (leservca sumo rcAvard, and he likcAvise supposes that his daughter must he alloAved to liave lieroAVii Avay. Take her, Charley, and don't sjioll herl No thanks lioAV, but let mo (jp and sec after your Aunt Reliecca." “Papa!" AvhlsiM'rsd Violet as he^ roxe, Avlth his baud oil tho door. “Well, my dear’?” “Don’t tell Auiit Becky that— ihai”— “That you were the ghost? Just as you jilease." And lie Aveiit, chuekllutf, to Inquire after his sister’s health. There is no evidence that he ever did ladray Violet’s secret; but two things may he reganleil as settled fticts in tho records of AliiAvlck Place—one Is that Aunt Rebecca streiiuously denies the existence of glioslii, and abhors the very of her iiie , S over her eyes, before which waslm-pt’liucd tlie sppalliiig vision of a tall figure swocpiiig past, all iu wUito, sight chcrr: she niece’s white mantle Avitli ’V triiuiiiiiin; tho other is, that IS iiarticularl particularly careful never to leniii old haunted sunset!” —I Bow psKH through tho solemn old haunted hall tlouo after Bolls. OoHlpt art making as much as i>0Hsiil»le of tbeslleged fMlthat Benslor aiiU Sir*, l/igsn liave Issswl their Cblcsgo bouse for four jresrs. ClilUlrra. slow m dcMloiw^sU puny, sfrswny •uadeUcst*, UM-Weil's UeslUi Msaeasr.’’ Chat with a Modeler of Hufjiiaii riRureN.    > [New York 8Ur.]    , “He doesn’t look as if he was atb artist, docs he?” remarktHl MHe. JIhlic to a 8tar rcjiortcr. And It niiist Iks confessed that the gentleman refeitod to hadn’t the slightest external ctalniM to anything artistic, so fur as app anees went. “In what particular style of irt docs he excel?” inquired the rej >r-tjr.    ’ “He’s a moilolcr,” rejdied the yoSng lady, who occuppics a rv *oiiMÍhlc |M>MÍtioii ill a Fifth aveiiiic c>tahll«li-mcnt. “A iiKxicIer of the huinaii lire,” she continued, “but not in -cnso in which the term is gciicri understootl. Monsieur iikmIcU <I< not clay. In other words, he is professional iiaddcr." Monsieur is a Frenchman, a dapisr little man of 46, with htigv tiioiistaclei apparently dyed; a brTlHant jicilc-tratiiig glance, and an abundunco If Hhaggy hair. He is a tliorougli ty of a certain class of Pai lsia Avhich tho Bohciiiiiii olcmciit iccui^ to iircdomliiato largely. It is jtro-hably for Ihe reason that (ho greater jiart of Ills time is taken up in iiisl^ mg Uic figures of other iieopio js'rh » I, that he has uol the lelsuro to give I and Roman Vi omen Dressed. [N. Y. Ilcralil.) Mr. Frank D. Millclt yesterday lectured before the students of the Cuojier School of Design for Women on “Greek aud Roman Coatumes.” With a female model aud a uuiuher of shawls and other dra]>eric8 of exquisite texture aud color he showed the beauty and simplicity of the costume of tlie Grecian and Uoiuaii Avomcn. One drajMiry Avas arranged to form the “fitola." Another, the “palla," Avas draiicd over the right arm, wound cii-tlrely’around the body and brought under the right arm to tho left, or Avas hung over the right arm. This drapery resembled the Roman “toga." It Avas made of a strip of soft material, tho height of the figure in width and two or three limes the height in length. 8<iuarcs with frinp or cni-hroidory on the ends were drajicd in varions graceful Avays, and the difi'cr-ent straps and hands to ixmtine the drajicry at Ihe waist slioAved Iioav simple a Ruinan Avonian's dress apiicared. But the women sunictinies put on half a dozen tunics niider the “stola.” The lecturer said, in describing a Roman lady’s toilet, that blonde and au-hiirn wigs were used, and the natural hair was frizzed with curling tongs, and it took the wuiiien half a day to arrange their liair. 1’hcy put poultices lialf an inch tiiick of asses’ milk and bread and of rice and bean flour on tlieir facfs at night to iiiiprovi their complex ions, painted and while loaded lln'ir faceii, and when they went out for an afturnooii ride in hut wcnflier held a hall of amber in one hand and wound small living snakes around their wrists to keep them cool, kiioAviiig that if the Avrisls were cold it ml It red (he teniiMM'alure of theeii tire iMMly. Mr. Millett s|Miko also of tliuir liahituf Avearing as innny as six Iccii rings at once, and of having a ring and jewel for each day of the year. MIm .Nellie Art liur's Di«. (Wsaliliixluu Cor. lltwiuii Truvi'llcr ] Miss Nellie, the little daughter,of President Arthur, is tho owiiorof an Interesting Scotch terrli’r, Avho rocog iiizGs the name of “Tot." Ho is a Avill fill little dog, aud obeys only his mis* tross. Not oven tho President has any control over him, for only a day or two ago Mr. Arthur was bittou while ciideavoriiig to caress him. The bile, however, was only a slight abrasion of the hand, hut “Tot” allows uo familiarities even from the chief magistrate of fifty millions of free men. A day or tAVO since I was at tho White House and saAV one of the attendants shoAving one of “Tot’s" amusing tricks. Tim terrier sat up on his hind legs, and Avlien commanded to sing he Avould raise his howl Avith a high note from the attendant, and make a softer noise from a low note. Miss Nellie calls this “making ‘Tot’ sing.” From what I h«‘ard, I should judge that “Tot” could do the full moon anqilc justice. Although tho terrier is apt to snap at strangers, and even members of the Presidential liousehold, he never oilers to bite his mistress, who makes him mind ou the principle of “spare tlie rod 8i>oil the dog.” LIVES IN A TREE. Strange Ilabl(«tloii of a Clerk in tho Pension Ollitx). [(Uevclanil lxiail«i',] Washington is the paradise of cranks, and all the curious characters in tlie country seem to have congregated here. Yly latest discovery is a mail AA'ho Jives in a tree. He is a $1,800 clerk in the Pension Office, and his name is A. B. IlavAvard. He is an black Avliiskercd, pleasant looking, one-armed hachelur of about forty years. His aerial habitation is situated just outside of tlie laniiidary limits, betAveeii the Fourtcciith and 8ix-teuiith street roads, Avithin a quarter of a mile of Joaquin Miller’s cabin. It consists of u tent-like house built upon a pine platform fastened be-lAveen two big oaks trees. This jdat-form is perhaps tAVcnty-tive feet square, and it is fastened to the trees as high u]) from the giDiind as the first story of a business huildiii^. It is certainly higher than any ceiling in America. lJ|>on this platform a Avail of jiiiie lioards about eight feet high is built in tJie form of a hoiluw si|iiare, and from tho top of tliis a tent roof of tAVO thicknesses of canvas rises in Avedgc sha|)c. The caiiA’ns is of the liest quality, and I notice that the Govcrnmoiit stamp is on one of tho sides of tho roof. The entrance to the tent faces the Avcst, and before it there isa Avidc platform Avherc its oAViier can cqnm out and sit iu the AvurnfrsillliM^WtlMiingsand on Avhich are noAv silting a rocking cliair and a Avater bucket. This plutfurra is reached by a ladder twenty feet long hut very light. Mr. JlavAvard takes it off toa farm house near by Avheii he goes to work and returning he brings it again to his tent. At tiiis farm house he takes his nienis, but he lives and sleeps in the tent, aud iu Hie tciit he entertains his friends. Its interior is comfurtu-hly furnished, and it is heated Avith a little oil stove. There is a carpet ou the IliMir, rocking chairs arc scattered aliout the room, and there is a book shelf and a writing table. Kcturcs and photographs are fastened u{h>ii the Avails, and the Avholc niakes very comfortable hachelorquartcrs. It has not been cold enuugii to keep its uAVficr from using it all of tiie past winter, and in Hie sumnicr, Avith Hie cooi green leaves of the tAVO broad-spreading oaks, it must make a mure plea!?ant home tlitin tho average room of a big seaside hotel. THE INDIAN TERRITORY. \ llenervatUm That Doesn’t Reservo [St. LoiiU Ulube-Hemocrttt.] The jiopular imprcssiun throughout the Northern and Eastern States is that the Indians have an immense landed reservation, known as the Indian Territory, secured to them forever by treaty 8ti|>iilations, on Aviilcli the foot of no Aviiito intruder is permitted to rest. It is also thought that the Avild, iiiitutorctl savage roams constantly across Its broad prairies and suvuiiiias, taking his game and fish Hhiindaiitly and easily bv land and water Avheiiever needeil. It is further Miip|K>sed to he iictuully inqiOMNible fur a Avhitc inun to travel far into (he Territory without being murdered or scalped. But the facts arc dilferent. 'The .Missouri, KaiiHas and Texas Railroad traverse»! the Territory from North t»> Houlli years ago, and tine villag»>s and eitiosare M|»riiigii»g iqiut »werv station along the route. The 8t. l/uiis & 8uii Krai»cÍH»x) Railroa»! is now in o|M;ra-ti»>n from 8<‘ne<-a, on tii»i eastern iiim of the Terrll»iry, tliroiigh Vliiita t»> TiiUa, on the Arkansas River, and AvlIl next 1hi cxten»h‘»l to Alh(i»iucr-»|iip, N. M. 8«wcral others ar»! jiro-|cct»*»l through tho reservation an»l Avill »l»)iil>ll»‘Ms soon lie built. “Itiil,” suvs Hui ivatler, “I tlmiight Avlillc jwoplc Avcre forhhltliui to enter and live UjMUi the reservalion, or to trade AvUh the IiidiatiH exeojit in a limit»'»! Avay, outsitle the reservation. IloAV, then, can they h'uso latnl or make coiitructn with these Indians, who have always been treat»*»! us the wards of (lie iiatiun, an»l are legally dÍMiiailfie»l from mukiiig contracta? To this the answer is t ILIiiII»’»! slat»d. lat in year" tho States (¡overnincnl was at But »>iio iiiiiovntioii has ful- last tho thcorA and prartico o lowcil another, ait»l new liiatructi»>iis to agents b4'eii isaiied to iilcci tho real nii»l imaginary iiccossilios of the Hiiie>i, until tiiu Iiniiaii c»MÍn has bo-come complex tu»! cuiiilM^rsome to ati »ixteiil but faintly reallml by out-siUurs. The Pleasures of May. Taking JoWn the pietsrra, J>u««tiii( off tho wall— “Not at home this mornin? Should there be a cull.’’ Ton»t untl ergs for lirenktii«t— Thlnr* tiinied itpsuU* down— Wife ami uirlu-jiiwiuR— liiubaud sklp« (or town. Taking up the cnrjH‘t>— Tacks and dust for lunch— Bov, for nsking question!;, Uetu from lua a punch. AVaehing »>flr the windows— LKsirs all o)>eti w idc— She with pail und diist-pan Used to be niy bndc. No Are in the furnace— IU‘II goe* on a ring— “Cleaning hou<e lo-d.tr, m’m, !■ irst dny of the .'ipriiig.” Niirlit! z doctor cnlUng— AVifu «lone U|i in lusl, lliwbnnd «oooU for <lrug Rtoret Clerk aske wlio iadoud. Night reporter's item; “Coroner had ii ring For a ‘utilT found floating— First one of the Spring.’’ Venlict of the Jury— For«‘iiian, sly«d¡l nionse-“Suicide (nun torment Cuuecd by cleaning house.’’ —[N. V. Mercury. CURRENT FUN. “T thnugJit you were a flame of Miss Bullion, Mr. l>ood,” said Slim. “I thought so too," said the other, “until the old man put me out ouo iiiglit."—[Boston Bulletin. A Kentucky girl tr»*atcd a graj-liaircd tramp kindly and lie has died and left her a sung tortune. Some trail)]), disguised as a gentleman, Avill iiOAV prohahlv Avaiit to marry her.— [Boston Globe. If a man wants peace to reign in the houseliohl he slioiihl «‘oiiiit ten before sjicaking at times Aviien he feels as if his clothes don't fit him. And on days When the kitcli»*n stove »lo»*sn’t draiv he shotihl count 480.—[MidilletOAVii Transcript. A girl Avill go to a dance and waltz several straight hours without com-|iluining. but ask the same young lady to Avrcstlc five uiiiiutes Avith a ln;o<i}u and bUii’ll faint iH'tore she gets both Iiainls fairly cluisped urouiui tlio lianiUc.—[Chicago Suii. “I nofu c Hint the ballet girls mostly Avear sniiles Aviicn they come ui>on the stag»’,” said ol»l Mr. Sqnaggs to his wife, AVho ha»l insisted »m accom-lianying him to the theater. “It shoAVs that tlicy think th#\- ought to Avear something,” she siiap|>c*»I, and he said no iuorc.~[Sonierville Journal. A young Av»)iiian arrival in Baltimore the other »lay from SAviterland ou Hie Avay to Uruguay, South America, to meet aiul marry liur lover. It might be stipjKised that a young man Avlio had gut that far aAvay might have cKcuiie»! entirely, but only a select fcAv m*ciii to Iuiac any luck iu this Avorld. — [laiuisvUle Courier Jourual. Thn Infernal Machine [The Unitril Service.) The infernal inaciiiao can hardly be called a new iiiA’cntioii. The explosive force of guujMiwtler was too de-structiA’c ail agent to cscajic tho notice of the disaft’ected. The shell uo doubt suggested the Orsiui bomb. It was destructive, hut it Avas bulky. No man could carry many of them about his jiersoii. It Avas cífcctÍA‘o against individuáis, hut jioAvcrlcss against society. Against the AveuiKins of organize»! (toveriimcnts it avhs as iiiijioteut as the knife. 81)cll<» (liroAvu by hand were no inatcli for shells throAvii from »aiinon. t’oiisc»iuciitly, while Orsiiil hoiiihs haA’O been used Avith fatal ctTect against iiiilivlduals, they have never faced the orgaiily.»Hl torces of society, ami have ha»l no ctlcct u|>on the proli-Iciiis »>f AAur. But sciciu-o has be«Mi busy with cxjilubivus since Orsiiii's »lay’.| it has concocted conqionnds Avhitd: develop ten times tlie»lcstrii» tivo fiiree of giinpoAvdcr; it has put into human liaiidH the very tliiindcrliolls of Jove. They can hu earn»'»! in »|iiuntities alKlut the jn'i’soii; they cun he tlirown hv bund or Avltli a siing. Niix’tv of aim is iinn»'»‘Ch»ary. Whatever they •«trike tli»<y [mlvcri/.ir, und kill all Avitliln a ccrluiii radin-. They « un ho munufuctiire»! clieupl>, s»vreily iml remiily. Any iiiaiiiifiiclnrer of hiui Nimdls in the hubcmcnl ot a m):i[> factory » nn turn out more imaiis of de->!(ru<'ti»)ii ill a »luy than Krupp could ill a century. Nu>, lln; Avorkiaii bo »loiin iu any ha«-k kit« hen. If tho »l»‘vil delight - ill the h»M ioi> of Avar ho must be in »*»-->ta<l»*s ov»‘r these iicav inventions. They inirodiicc us loa Avarliko uuttltrch» ap und easily iiiaii-ufaclure»!, wliicli every one » iui oavh and any »mo can use. I - it likely that the hliK k ii|Hiii tho game of rebellion will Iki »-ui)tiiiu»‘d long? Are tho guardians of auclcty ju-itilicd in igiior-iig tho tact ? One Good Turn Dniervee Another. (» hkag« T1i»h4.| The Hnlteil Htatee Itaa an opiwrtiinliy to do a ffraeeful ihln^ In the way »>f requltinr Knglan»! for an unexiiectetl kinducM. Noi long ago atw gavn ua the steamer Ai«ri tor the reactie of iJrulenant tirreJy, and w« might now givn hvr the bruiser huUlviui for Um maciM oC hluca»»’’ G«>rUuii. “jUagh m C»wflu,’’ Troeh«ra, Ik; Lhiaui

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