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Cincinnati Weekly Times (Newspaper) - May 22, 1884, Cincinnati, Ohio Vol. XLI, ■TTo. SI. CIXCIIVXXTI, THUHSD^Y, M^Y SS, 1884. #1 F*er Year. The Soudan. En.ilntift, the voice of wecpinj breaks thy ’rc»t— The voice of women wail*"'' o’er the Main, IMioho generous bloo*! hath purplvU ail in vain The <lm;i t san'ls—what victorv nnl)le«t Is thine, r >'><1 naiio throncl liy the West Who, kIK wing most of men the c<vily Min Of fretKlom, qiiellin in iroi)>»lio<l (Us<fufi), Heurtn burning with ite ineulis unredretaed. Oh EnglniKl. IhosaaeciiMnK ones, that broke Tlie calm of the Arabi. n night, declare Thee Imiided with tiie Hm-ieiit imwers that yoke Life to the Ixxly of Death—think what despair Of hiiniuii justice in these cries awoke, M'liat doubt of God made sick the <lcs< rt air! -[Emily Pfeiffer, NOTES AND NEWS. Tin r * much wiedom in thisqaaint ltal« lal proverb t A man mny become so good that be is good for nothing. Two new Cunardort are now being built with the oliject of 1>eating all previous records in crossing the Atlantic. Robert Griffin, of London, says the world will not be large enough to hold the population in a thousand years from now. Ruljenstcin is so eoasitive that he dare not look at his auditors while performing, for fear he may see some of them chatting. Dr, Talmasre thinks that the Presidential nominees will be the two most unfortunate men in the United States for the next six nwutha. Aoeordlng to Mr, AValter Bcsant’s stn-tistlos, novels constitute nine-tenths of the l)ooks read in Enrland, and nineteen-twentieths of the books read in the world. C “That’s about the averaw married life in this city,” said JudgeTiiley, of Chicago, whou it appeared that a couple applying for divorce had lived together two years and a half. A>t a reccut meeting of the principal restaurant men of San Francisco a combination was made to force up the price of all meats. Accordingly an extra unlf-<limc is now charged for'every meat dish, even bash. Gambetta once, while Itoating on the Seine, caught a cold which led to an in-flammaMon of the larynx, and which whs never cured; and this, it is said, after-\Minls add' d mich to h s oratorical tri-unphs, giving to Ids voice those hoarse iomds wbhdi his admirers compared to the roaring of tliundcr. LTe insurance companies make a discrimination against the negro on the theory that his life is shorter than that of the white man. Some experts believe this to tie erroneous, and the ilassnchuBetts Lejr-islnture passed a bill forbidding such distinction: but Governor Robinson hesitates to-apiiend his signatnre. At a Royal marriage in Eogland a few years ago the bridegroom was a Prince whoso high serenity was only equaled by bis iiiipccuniosity, and w hen the werUs of the Borvioe “with all my goods I thee endow” were repeated, the 'absent-minded old Duke of Oambridge was beard by all tne companv to blurt out indignantly. “Good God'l the verv shoes the fellow wears are not paid for!” The finest rubies are found in Ava, Siam and Peru; otiiers are found in India, Ceylon, Australia, Horneo, and Sumatra. The Rumíese mines have long been famous; the wnrkiiiir of them is a royal monopoly, and the Kin<.' has aiiionT other titles that ■of Lord of the Ridiies. The Brazilian rnby is declni'«>d to lie a pink t<tj>nz, inferior to the true ruby, velluw in its natural state, and coto. ed ¿rustically. A general Impres-^ion exists that slow-frtrmi timber is tbe strongest, but this «pi Ilion do«:s not. It is said, stand the test of cxiieriiaeat. There is in Londoa a Gorero-meni «‘staidisbment tor testing the quality and strength «fall wweds and metals used f r Govemuicnt purposes, tli«‘ehraiiicles of which are «lid 1« be verv interesting. Anionir other tinngs which have been 1 rived there, is the fact that fHSt-growii t mticr—oak at least—is the stropgest, and bears the greatest degrne at teaaiea. A few day* an frar well^lnMed men entored a Loudon lavera aad had dinner. When tbe aioaent eaaie to pay they aaid that they had no money with them, but would leove a talnable diamoad nnc. A fcw days later they called, settled tbe pc©-vious pciount, bad another dinner, Ulked to tlK‘ proprietor, and finally sold him the ring for ¿ófi. He cons dered thst he bad made a good bargain, lieoause while It had been in his pose'wsion he bad taken it to a jeweler, woo pronounced it to be worth jtiOO. The guests, however, had on their second visit sulistUuted an imitation facsimile for the genuine ring. (iermany produces yearly more new b<x)ks than any other eonntry. Reeent returns declare the numlier brought out in 18«3 as 11,802, while Great Britain produced 0,145, and the United States only 8,481. Conipnratlve numbers among special classes of literature range as follows: Tlicologv—Germany, 1.M4; Great Britain, Hinted Stales, 315. History—Germany, 705; Great Britain, 414; United Milites, 110. Med.ciue and hygiene—Oer-many, 9.*'2; Great Biitiaii, 103; United States, 211. Kiiucutiuii and languages— Germany. 2,300; Great Britian, &Ti6; United Htatsi, 11)7. I/i'. and jurisprudence—Germany. 1,801; Great Brilaiii, 139; United States, 397; and in the field of fiction—Ger-many, 1,207; Great Britain, 849; Uuited States, 070. A P’ree Trade Whoop. [Liouisvtile Courler-aonmal.] There is no uncertain sound in tbe Kentucky platfann. It is as unambiguous as tbe English language can make it. It is just tbe kind of a platform tariff reformers intend to fight on, and if Pennsylvania and Ohio don’t liae it, to much the better. A Mlasing Qaeen. iChiosgo Times.] The Queen of the May has not yet been heard from, and U is generally believed lhat she is tick abed with aort throat and InfluenzaTHE PHOPOSAL. There ivas a ijreat dinner party at the Brandon llall, which was to be followed by a ball the next night. Numeroue guests had arrived to share in these festivities, and among these was a verv pretty young girl named Florence Moiyncux. She found lierself consigned to the carc of a good-looking young man, whom Lady Brandon had introduced to licr as Captiin Chichester. AVhen they had taken their places at the dinner table, wliich glittered with crystal and was tastetnlly decorated with w reaths of flowers, shcvcntumi a remark. ‘‘How iiie ty all this is! I never saw anythin? like it lictoue. The flowci’s are laid in wi*eaths upon the table-cloth, and I see some of my old conntrv tricnds, wild flowers and ferns. 1 am afraid they irfust feel very awkward.” “Oh, no,” said Captain Chichester, smiling, “it is very pleasant to be admired and thongiit pretty. Do yon not find it so? I believe this is your first dinner party, is it not ?” “How do you know?” inqnired Florence, anxiously. “Am I very awkward? Have I done anything wrong?” “Not at all,” laughed Captain Chkhestcr. “Lady Brandon told me, so I thought you would know how the flowers fei’t,” “But that is quite different. FIow-ei’s can’t do wrong, and besides they will all be dead to-morrow; they w ill pay for their ple.asurc.” “I am afraid yon will find-pleasure and nain go hand in hand,” said Captain Chichester, looking at her pretty, blnshing face. “What i>ain shall T have to bear?” she asked, “everything is dcliglitful; and the ball to-morrow'! I have never been at a ball.” At this moment her next neighbor awkwardly upset a glass of champagne into her lap. Florence uttered an exclamation of dismay “I feci quite guilty,” said Captain Chichesler; “I am a projiliet of ill. Here is ti-ouble come already. I>?t mo help yon. Is your dress quite spoilt ?” “Oh, thank you,” cried Florence, “it is no matter. Yes it docs matter, though, for this was the dress I was to wear lo-niorrow night.” “But what will you do?” “Well, I have an old black dress, not nearly as nice as this, but it must do.” “But could yon not put in a piece ?” said Captain Chichester. “What is the stuff called—calicxi ?” “Oh. no—tarlaian,” said Floi-euce, laughing. “But if y«u spoke to Lady Brandon, she would get you some.” “Oh, no!” besought Florence. ‘Pi'ffy, say nothing about it” “I must say you bear your pain heroically,” said Captain Chichester; “and now I have the pain of telling you I.*ady Brandon is bow^ing to you, and you must go.” FJoi*encc i*an upstairs and changed her dress, making as little as she coiikl of her niisfutluue; but as soon as she had left the loora she l>e<3«me the subject of discussion among the other ladies, Miss Jane Morris, a sonr-faccd, plain, and not very young lady leading the atlock. “So that is Miss Moiyncux,” »he said, addressing Miss Brandon. “My dear Ada, I th^glit you said she was pretty. Why, she is not |;^d looking, and slie is snch a flirt and so very forward—is uot she, Jane? If you only heard the way slie weut on with Captain Chichester! she never let him say a word to roe. Once he tried, but she instantly upset a glass of wiue into her lap, and such a fuss as the made about it! I hcai*d her telling him she had no other dress to wear at the ball.” “Oh, I am 80 sorry,” said Ada. “I must go and see what 1 can do for her.” “■^u need not tronblo yourself. DcjKud U]>on it, that young lady caii take care of herself. She probably has a piece of muslin in her box.” “Oh, nonsense, Jane! Yon are too hani,” said Ada'; “and I think she is very pretty; she has such a lovelv complexion, aud such pencilled eyebrows.” “Pencilled indeed,” said Miss Morris, “black lead ¡lencils! 1 wonder does she know Cautaiu Chichester is engaged to Lady Ida I.<eigh. If not, somebody ought to tell her there is no use in her setting her cap at him.” Next day, on going to her room, Florence to her surprise found Ada’s maid busily engaged in repairing her damaged dress. On being asked where she had got the muslin, she said the footman had found it on the hall tabic, aud as it was addressed to Miss Moiyncux, he sent it upstairs. Florence flew to thank. Lady Brandon, but neither she nor Ada knew anything about it. She tried to pursue her inquiries, but the gentleman turned oflf the conversation, Captain Chichester having apparently foi^otten tlie accident. Mary aud Jane Morris cxcltangcd glances and smiles, and whispered: “I told you 80. Just as if he cared about her dress! You will see he will uot go near her to-uight; I prophecy lliat.” Miss Morris’ prophecy was not fulfilled, however, for Captain Chichester danced so often with Florence, aud paid her to much atteutiou, that Miss Morris tliought it her duty to fell her next morning that he was engaged to Lady Ida lAiigh, and that there was no use wasting her time trying to catch him. “And, oil! if you had seen her face, my dear Ada! she was as red asa turkey cock, and almost told me 1 was impertinent!’-’ Meanwhile tlie days flew by agreeably to Florence. Captain Cluche'-^ter was always by her side, ever charming and tender. She did not dare to analvze her feelings. She was drifting down a rapid current, leading slie knew uot where, but there was no escape. No one spoke of Lady Ida now. Every day Captain (^ichcsteris looks ami words seemed to give fresh nroofs of his aflection, and slie lived in a dream of joy and love. The awakening came, when one morning at breakfast slie heard Sir Charles Brandon say:    “Chichester, here is an invitation for you from Lord Well-wood. I am gtiliig to shoot with him to-morrow, and he hopes I wdll bring you with me; tlio shooting is very good, you had better come.” Captain Chichester liesitated. He had promised Iiis father to return at the end of the week. Tlie day passed by heavily. The gentlemen were out shooting, the ladies took a drive. At dinner Jane Morris seated herself between Captain (■hiehester and Florence. In the evening Sir Charles asked him to play ecarte, and it was only when bidding good-night that Captain Chichester made his adieux. “I suppose I must say good-by now,” lie said to Florence. “We start so early in the morning—” Florence could not command her voice, but gave him her hand. “Wc shall meet again, I hope? We must meet again. Do you ever come to town ?” “Oh, do move on. Miss Molynenx,” said Jane Morris, “you are keeping us all standing.” Florence disengaged her hand and went upstairs. Her happiness was at an end. Tlicv would never meet again, and he had said nothing to her. Nay, it almost seemed as if he had avoided spiiakiug to her. What a fool she had been to think he cared for her! An unopened letter lay on the top of the pincushion. Who could lie writing te her? She took it up. There were initials upon the en-veloiie and a motto. The initials were “L C.,” the motto “True till death.” The words danced before her eyes. It was ids motto. It was not a 1 ream, it was a letter from Captain Chichester. She pressed it to her lips, then tore it Ojien, and read the contents as qu cklv as her agitation would permit. It began: I have in vain tried to speak to you alone; but I can not leave you without learning my fate. You must have seen that I love you devotedly. Can you give me any hojie? I leave early to-morrow, but mv future movements dc|)cnd upon your answer. If you love me let me have a few lines from you to-inght, aud I will return from Well wood with Sir Charles on Friday. .Mv ixiom is the last in the gallery. May I ask you to let me have a few lines there from you te-idght? On your reply iny happiness deiiends. Ever yours devotedly, L. Chichester. Florence let tlie letter fall into lier lap; the revulsion of feeling was almost too great. The bitter tears of sorrow aud disappointment were still upon her check, but some subtle chemistry had changed them to a rainbow of hope and joy. He loved her! he had written to say so. And now she had the delightful task of replying. What should she say? She could consult no one. Florence wrote freni an overflowing heart, without stopping to choose the words, a joyful and happy acceptance of Captain Chichester’s love. Slie went to bed at last, not, indeed, to sleep, but to indulge in blissful thoughts. Slie put Capt. Chichester’s letter under her pillow, and .felt it fi-om time to time to assure hei'sclf it was not a dream. At length, towards morning, she fell into a peaceful slumber, from which she was awakened by the maid bringing her a cup of tea. Florence started up as her newfound happiness flasht^ npoii her. A letter lay on the trav. She suatched it up, scarcely waiting for the maid to leave the room ere she tore it oi>cn. Yes, it was from him; she saw the well-known eiiihcr and motto. The soiiud of wheels grating on the gravel roused her. She rau to tlie window, and iieepiiig from be-iiind the curtain saw Capt. (’hiches-ter drive away. He was gone, but he had left a letter, and she sal down to road it But the happy, tender smile with wlilcli she opened it was suddenly succeeded by a look of aniaze-inciU, then by almost incredulous horror aud despair. She piislied hack her hair from her face and turned the letter over wildly, as if in liope of discovering something to give her coipfort But no! The words were not to be mistaken. Mv Dear Miss Molyneux—I scarcely know how to wri.tc to you. There has been some great mistake, or some one has cruelly contrived a plan to give us both great pain. Believe me 1 feel H moat deeply when I tell you that I never w'rote the letter to which you allude, nor any letter to you. It must bo a forgery. For your kind expressions toward me, which it has drawn forth, I can only offer you my siuccreat thanks, for believe me I value your good opinion most highlj'. You are not mistaken in supposing that I admire and esteem you beyond almost any woman I have ever met. I would say more, but I am not free. I am, in honor, bound to another. I tliouglit tliis was understood by Lady Brandon, but I fear I have been to blame, and that I have caused you pain. If you have got the forged letter, will you he so kind as to forwaixl it to me at Wcllwood? I have no doubt I sliall discover its author, and he or she shall not escape punislimeat. I liave but one more woi-d to add. My dear Miss Molyneau.x, I know you arc sensible and b ave; let no one know what has occurred. This vile trick must be llic work of some one at Brandon Hall. Do not let any one know it has sueceede<l, aud wc shall yet baffle aud disarm our enemy. I could say much more, but it is l>etter not. Believe me, with the sincerest regard aud esteem,yours re8|)cctfully, Jj. Chichester. Florence’s mind was in such a tumult of ’confused thought8 that she could scarcely compi-eheud what had happened. She flew to compare the hand-writing. No! they w'ere not llie same, tlioiigh there was some re-semblanee. Tlie envelope bore the same initials and motto. Who could have done so cruel an act? Jane Morris! It flashed upon her like a cou-vicfion,but could it be possible ? Could it be possible? Could one girl act so basely by another? !áhe inclosed tlic fatal letter to Captain Chichester, and then wrote to her mother begging her to summon lier home on any pretense. some months passed away, and Florence heard nothing of her fricniLs; slie felt forgotten, forsaken, but one inoriiiijg she was awakened by a letter from Ada Brandon, announcing her approaching marriaijc witli Lord Stoncleigh, and aflectiouately inviting her to ho her bridesmaid. At first Florence slireuk from the thought, but when she read tlie imlscript, “I sup|K)sc vou have seen Lady Ida’s marriage in tlie paper,” she resolved to go to Braiidou Hull. “It is all over,” slic said; “he is married. I will go and enjoy tlie happiness of other*.” But it was witli a sad lieart that Florence found herself driving up to the well-known entrance of Brandon Hall. Ah! how different it all was now, she thonght, as memory carried licr back to her Ibrrnqr riali. Tliere was no one waiting to receive or welcome her, and with a blank feeling she followed the servant into the drawing-i*ooin, which was deserted. As the door closed behind her she heard the sound of a quick footstep pn the grass witliout, a man’s flgurc darkened tlie liglit as he stepped in tiirough the oiien window. Florence’s heart gave a great leap, and the blood flew to iicr faee. She tamed to fly—but her limbs were trembling so she could not move, and then some one caught her hands, and spoke her name, aud looking up, she met the gaze of Captain Chichester’s blue eyes. “Florence,” lie cried, “forgive me! have I frightened you ? I have come here to see you, to s;>eak to you, to tell you I love you.” “Oh, no, no!” cried Florence, drawing back. “Ijctinego! You— you arc married! Ada told me.” “No, no!’’ cried Captain Chichester laughing, “I am not inarrioil to I.ady Ida. I am free. I never loved her, nor she me. It was only a family arrangement. She is married to Loi-d Layton. 1 have never cared for any one but you.”    , “But—but the letter,” cried Florence. “It is because I said”-— “No, no!” he said, quite gravely now. “When Miss Morris stole my note paper and forged iny handwriting slie only told you half what I felt Florenoe, I^orencc my darling! don’t cry; you love me, do you not?” Florence made no answer, but as she hid her faqe u]K>n his shoulder she forgot all her doubts and sorrows in the rapturous knowledge of his love. —[Home Chimes. Hong. 0 sathway for the rosy hoars, rlDBg hixh athwart the rain-lit nena, fknow who bailt thy bridw of flower*— My aweeibeart, imiling thro’ her tears. Sweet silken rose, that all too aoon Bravest the frown of Aiirll skies, 1 know what made thee ureain of Jnne— A snnbean from my sweetheart's eye». —[l^dwsnlJ. llardiB*. A Cleaa Reoord Better tlutn “Magnet- iam.” [Rnffalo Commercial Adrcrllscr.l Tlie following Just aud candid declaration is taken from the editorial columns of an inde;)eiKlent journal, the Philadcliihlallecoru: “It is always safer to judge men by what tliey do ill a giveu emergency than by whai they are expected to do. rresideut Arthur was inisiudgcd from tlic start by persons who had fonii(*<l ihcrr opinions of his abilities from secondhand and imperfect iiiforinatiou.” President Arthur has earned the right to be judged by his acts. He is a strong and avaiialile candidate for ilia party to nominate at Cliieago precisely for tlie reason tliat hU acts arc tlie loudest and most eloquent advocates for his retention in office during another term. In t hot political fight a candidate’s honoreUe deeds aud clean recoi-d are more effective allies than “magnetism,” personal, animal, or otherwise.” SMALL FEET NOT BEAUTIFUL. “Rowigi <m Conn," lor Cmrw, Bunious. lie. Tight Shoe* Dpstructive of Grace in Walking. [N. T. Mail and Express.] “This clatter about .small feet is all nonsense,” said a fashionable shoemaker yesteday. “I saw an interview with a shocmakcrin tlic Mail andFlx-press last week, ill wiiicli it was said that a certain lady had the prettiest foot in New York because she ivciglied KiO iKUiuds aud yet wore only a number one shoe. That lady had the homeliest foot in New York in my judgment, aud I am a connoisseur in feet. A small foot is more usually a deformity than a hcauty.” “Why ? asked tlie reporter. “Because it is usually a di.spro|ior-tion, a monstrosity. A ¡lerfectly beautiful woman’s foot should be in length a little less than one-seventh of her height. The foot, moreover, is the base, the snpixirt of the body, and it should be neither too small to sup-|)ort it, nor, for lieauty’s sake, seem to be so. Imagine 160 jiouuds of flesh over two little mimbei' one feet. I’ve got an Rriistic eye for such things, and the disproportion makes me shudder. The most beautiful foot known is that of the Venus di Medici. It is neitlier very short nor very narrow, and, although the Venn» is a rather small woman, slic would find a I’umber two shoe decidedly uncomfortable. The moiiel of that foot never wore a shoo. You hear lots of talk about the big feet of Chicago girls. That sliows lhat Clilcago girls arc eitlier very tall orvery sensible. There is not a pretty fiKit in New York. I have been measuring ladies’ feet for thirty years in the city, and have failed to find a really pretty f<.ot yet. My artistic taste, lias often promised me to go to Chicago, wlicre tlic b'ct must l)c ¡irettier than the nninber two feci of the New YVn-k lailics, unless the New York ladies are phenomenally short ill Iieight.” “Arc tight shoes unheiilllifnl ?” “Very. They impede the circulation of the hloixl. With tiglit slioos, and tiglit lacing our women will jiro-diice a very thin-blooded generation. Tight shoes destroy grace aud cause an awkward walk. If you want to acquire the gait of a duilc, just get a pair of i>ointed slioes two sizes too small for you aud hold out ytmr arms.” “Can yon describe a perfect foot ?” “A perfect foot must be, as I said before, a little less in length Ihnii one-seventh the height of tlie woman. It should be arched on the top. It should be breadest across the ball, and the toes, symmetrical and tipped with pink nulls, sliould spread flat ujiou the ground at every step. Tlie siuKuid toe sliould be the longest. Tlie heel should desceiKt in a straight line from behind the ankle and should be delicately rounded. The skin should be white as ivory and marked with faint indieatioiiH of blue veins. Tlie lieel aud toes, liowevcr, should have a rosy flush. Such a foot you never sec treading the l>each of a seaside watering place, and Rever will until women learn that a small foot is not necessarily a beautiful one.” WbeedUng Alexander Stephens. [Augusta (Ga.) Chronicle.) Judge Harris, of Virginia, tells this story of a former day: “I was in Congress with Mr. Stcjihens and wc were booked for speeclies on jhe same bill. My anxiety was considerable when 1 found that iny time for addressing the House was assigned immediately after hiin. I’liere was always much curiosity to hear what he liad to say, and I feared that noliody, or very few, would remain to listen to me as a lecond fiddle performer. In this emergency I resorted to a bit of delicate flattery. Approaching the old gentleman, with a most reveren-Ual as])ect aud engaging smile, 1 said: 'M-r. Stephens, I want to exchange places in Uie order of speaking with you. Any man can preocde, but no mail can afford to i^..low after you in oratory.’ This stroke ot eoniplimciit and diplomacy did the business. Tlie Georgia sage beamed all over with pleasure and replied that 1 miglit lead off. 8o I contrived to get for myself a large audienoe assembled to do him honor, and I had Uio sfiec-tatore when fresh, aud turned them over i*ather w’cariefl to the wonderful old man, who never could refuse any favor if asked in a dexterous way.” Ttie Marqnia I>e Caux'* Courtship. I New York Tribune. J There is a story of the Sunday evening meetings at Patti’s house during tlio winter after she liad ro-turned from herliondon season. From tlicsc gatherings Nilsson was seldom absent, and among the most diligent visitors wore Gustave Dore, tlic Vi-eomte Daru, Baron St. Arinand and Marquis dc Caux, who were such inseparables tliat they were called the “three-leaved clover.” Adelina looked forward to the meeting with the Marquis with glad excitement. He did not keep us waiting long, but tlio meeting was also a parting. The Marquis had to go with the Empress Eugenio to Biarritz, and, as he expected to remain for a con-sidoreble period, ho asked permission to write to Adelina and recesivo intelligence concerning lior. This permis sion was giveu with the understanding that the corresDondence was to Kass tiirough my hands, and was to e conducted by the Marquis and my--self. I had to report tlic sinalicst details of the ha|>]>eiiings to Adelina, and his exeelieiit iwii gave us the most piquant descriptions of all that wont on in Biarritz. One evening—it was after a performance of “Traviata”—the Marquis remained with us after a few friends hail departed from Adelina’s dressing-room. As he always repeatinl conscientiously the town gossip to us, Adelina tui'ucd smilingly toward him and asked ; “Well, Marquis, what is there new —what is Pans talking about?” “The newest tiling,” was tlie answer, “is tiiat we are engaged.’’ 1 must admit tliat this answ-er startled me, and tliat I looked at Adelina w itli my curiosity on a tension. Her features seemed enlivened by an inexpressible loveliness—smiJ-inglysiic said to the Mai-quis: “And wliy not? I hope it would not he unpleasant for you ?” At first embarrassed, then joyftilly moved, the Marquis was only able to stammer the words: “No, cci-tainly uof; I would lie Hie happiest of mortals if it were true I” Blusliingly Adelina extended her hand to the Marquis, wdio was almost beside himself witli joy, while she said: “I, to<f, w'ould be hajipy.” Wildly tliO Marquis jiressed the proffered hand to liis lips, intoxicated with joy ho clasped Adelina in his arms, tlien hurried away sjieeclilcss. But Adelina,- in a long, warm embrace, whisiiered llic sweet confession to me, “I am very hajipy!” The Great Sctillelil Tree IMaiilalioiis. [I.ou<lou Worbl.J Tlic Scjifield estates eoinprisc 160,-000 acres in liivcrneMshire, 50,000 aeres in Buiiil’shire, and 07,000 acres in .Moraysliire, Hie rental amounting to about £75,000 a year. Castle Gi-nnl, in i-jtratlispej', is Hie old scatol Hic family, and around it arc some of tlic best grouse moors in the Iligli-lands. (jiilicii House, Banll'shirc, the favorite resilience of Ijidy Sealleld, is a very pleasant place, and close to llie sen. Bahnacaan, in Glen Urquhart, is a large siiouiius; lodge, aiid* ilea amid an oxcrllcnt deer forest, whk-li is let to sir llenry Allsopp, who lias subkt it to Mr. Bradiey-Martin, of Now York. TiiJchaii and Advie, the well known shootings of Mr. Bass, are on the Scaffeld property, and so are the noted forests of Abernethy and Kinveachie, let respectively to Lady Stamford aud to Sir Grcville Smyth. The encumbrances of the Scafield estate amount to nearly £<S(XI,00(), but the Stratlispcy woods will, in the course of a few years, enormously increase the income. It was estimated recently that in thirtv years they will realize £50,000 a year, not merely foi-oiic year, but regularly year afYer year. There are a hundred square miles under timber in the district, on the estate of I>ady Scaticld and the l)ukcof Kichmoiid, priiiciiwlly tii« fbrmcr. Tlie grandfather of the late F)ari cummem;ed plaiitiug about 1820, and siii<« 1855 tlie work has been done in a thoroughly systematic manner. In two plantings near Carr Bridge tiiere are 35,OJO,(XX) trcos on 25,000 acrqp. Tlie trees arc principally larclies, spruce and firs; but 105 varieties are grown on the’estate, and there are large IIui-scries near Abcr-nctliy. Over two hundred jiersoiis arc employed in the forests, w hich are we 1 w orth a visit from any 'toiie interested in the subject. Shad and Scnuvherrics. W'hcn an anpfVmatft.' .«haU Th<' 'lovtl WÍ» imwR For it    Hiioh    a    fcHst    of    delight, Sn. to ruin the 'ehenic Ho jilnnired in the wiri'am. And stuck in tite bones out of spite. When strnwl*enich rcl First illumineti their lie l. The angel looke<l on and was gla U Itut the derll. ’Us said. Fairly isniuded his head, For he'll used all th« bones for the shad! -[W. E. Croffut. CUllRENT FUN. Brklfsi rw BYonch OiniTieta. [San Francisc* Cbronkle.] A eargo of human freiglit left Frauee the other day. ilach year one of UiC General Inspectors of Prisons visits the six eciitral jieiiitciitiaries where women eoiivicts are serving tlieir time to ask for volunteers to go to New Caledonia as wires for convicta serving out sentences in that penal colony. Mfty women who answered this appeal were shipi>ed the other day from Boi-deaux, and when they airive at New Caledonia they will be divided between the two religious establishments, one at Noumea aud the otlierat Boiiruil. The convicts of tlie first-class—tliat is, tliose who liavo distinguishcil themselves by good conduct and who are accortlinglv to be rewai-tled by land gi’Huts—nro iiiforme<l of tlic arrival of ilie women. Those wl 10 are unmarried, or who arc widoAvers and desire to got married, go to Nuuniea or to Boui-ail, where tiiey are allowed to make their ehuire among the Avomen. Of course they are not forced to make a choice, nor are the Av omen forced to iiiarry if tlic men Avho select tiicm do not please them. Tlie authorities introduce tlio men and women to each other and allow them to act as tliey please. During the last century a more rapid and more curious system was in force. When the woinoii arrived they, Avith the men, were drawn up in linos facing each other. The name of the man was called and theu the name of the woman, and when tlie list had been called OA-er the couples thus paired Avere at once married. Thin Pcoifle. "Well'* Ilfalth Benewer" •tom*bcaltn and vigor, curea dy*ii«i»«la, év. In the way of dcflition : A medical student is asked at examination what is medicine? “The art of killing Avithont police interference.”—[Lá Figaro. It is fortunate now that our forests are rapidly becoming extinct, that we arc no longer dependent upon the maple tree for our maple sugar.— [Boston Ti-anscript. A petrified forest is reported to exist in New Mexico. The forest had probably for the first time seen one of those men from the city who go hunting in costnnic.—[Norr. Herald. Tiic Caterer says tliat late supjicrs are not bad if properly eaten. Of course not. The 8uv>i>cr8 are good cuuugh. They are too good. In fact. It’s the dys[ie\isia that’s bad.—[Burlington llaAvkcyc. “What did the lady sing for yon ?’’ inqiiired Jones of BroAvn. “ *0h, F’air Dove! Oil, F’ond Dove!’ ” “Wh.it did she sing tliit old thing for?’’ “Be* cause she Avas I’oiid Doa’C it, I pre* sume.”—[Ilatclict. There is a difference Ixifwcen ■ingot” and “got in.” .Aiany persons have “got in’’to silver mining companies easily enough, hut the -ingot” has not yet rewarded their ex|)o»-ta-tioiis.—[Boston Journal. The |)fl|)ers are |)ubtishing the fact that a ui-ass hand gave a eoin-ert for the iMMiotlt of the flood suff’erei-s, but iMi’ore the haiul had tinishcd the first tnnc the sufferers jnmiMid right back into tfie Avatcr.—[Bismarck Tribune. In ten years there have been 171 murders and Aa-c cxeeutious in , .Chicago; one execution in every'Avro years, and one murder every two weeks. How disgusted the dealers in hemp must be there.—[Boston (Hobc. Husband (airily, they had just returned from their Avctldliig trip)-“If I’m not homo from tlie club by—ah— 10, love, you Avoii't Avait.” Wife (qui-,.tly)—“Ño, dear” (but Avitli appalling llrmness), “1 Avill codie for you.” He Avas Wk at 9.45 sliarp.—[lamdon Punch. An Indiana school girl, rejoicing íii the sad sAveet name of Duddie Dubbs, has run aAvay from home and tlie distracted deteiiivcM are as badly lost as Duddie seems to be. If a girl with such a n Arne 08 that really is lost in the woods, it seems a pity to find her agal II.—[ I la w keyc. Herbert Siicuccr’s lucid remark that “ail incidental force falling on an aggregate containing like and unlike units, segregates tlie like units and •wpai-ates tlie unlike,” never strikes a young man so forcibly as when a tailor refuses to ti*ust him for a new spring suit—[Norristown Hci-ald. Professor Wiggins has broken loose again, long enough to make the pleasant announcement that a jier-ipatetic cartliquake will sliortly make a tour through this countiy, trliiinie<i with Asiatic cholera and t-ycloiios. But oomridering that this Is election ye^r, only the most libei-al ailvertisiug can make tlie thing a success.—[Life. IjRSt year, wlien the cholera raged ill Egypt, a French idiysician went to study tJie niague. Arrivingat a little village ot uot more Uiau 3,(X)J inhabitants, in the environs of Cairo, he asked tlie Governor of the village: “What measures have you taken, in view of tlie probable invaidon of tiie terrible sooicae?” “Your Excellency,” replied tlie Egyptian functionary, “I have taken. Aili precaution; I Iiave had a couple of thuus.'ind graves dug so as to be ready for it.”—[French Full. “I must have some rest this summer,” said the clock; “I am all run doAvn.” “I think 1 need a country seat,” said tlie easy chair, leaning on Ids eiboAV. “I am getting played out,” said tlie piano; “a little frevih air would be a good thing for me.’’ “That’sAvhat 1 Avaiiti” said (he sofa; •‘a litlle fresh hair at tlic springs.” “I should like to go with the sofa, and lounge in the wooda,” said tlie footstool. “If niy UHS» were stronger,” said the taU«, “1 should go to the countiT for sorbo leave*.” “Country board is aUvays so nlaiii,'’ groAvlod the sideboard; “iiolxHly that is knobby or ])oiÍ6li(HÍ ihcro. “Let me reflect,” said the mirror; “they have very plain-looking lassies there too, do tliey not ?” “You make mo plush,” said tlio divan—and liere tlio housemaid closed the foidiiig-iiooi-s and shut them all up.—[Boston Commercial Bulletin. 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