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11' jk N e s g i utA F am ily Com panioll, D evoted to Literature, M iscellan y, N ew s, A g i ulu e M a ke s & cEDY MR. I G.TY 0 8 THE HERALDJ 12 PUBLI$HBD EVERY WEDNESDAY MORNING, At Newberry, S. C. BY THOS, F. GRKNKKRR,I Editor and Proprietor. Termns, $2.00 per .Innu, Invariably in Advance. SThe gaper is stopped at the expiration of !; time for which~ it is paid. ~YThe ~4mari. denotes expiration of sub scription. "THE SOUTHERN FOL f" ADDRESS BY DR. GEO)RGE W. BIAGBY BE FORE THE SOUTH CAROLINA PRESS ASSOCIATION.' MIR. PREKIDF_XT AND GENTLEMEN OFI TH PRESS ASSOCIATION OF Sot'THl C.Rtoxg-Permnit me to congratu late you on the restoration of your State Government. A bright day l] has dawned after a long and very { dark night. Much of your recen. triumph is due to your own stout* F hearts, but much more to the dis turbed condition of the country. Had the volume of business remain ed unbroken, as from 65 to '73, you would have been crushed like an egg-shell, and the negro, and C the carpet-bagger would have re tainedlpower indefinitely. This isC from home may well be questioned Certainly it may be doubted when the money expended for his educa hern boys there taught me, a ]aa )f ten, to look down upon the bov. )f the North. Was that wisdon >r folly ? And if fo:ly, was it con ined to boys alone ? Are all sucl )oyVs dead now? Last fall I revisited New Jersey :t is a luvely land. Whit land ic iot in October ? "This land," said to myself, "is not merely tamed t is civilized, it is enlightened it ts thorough culture." But I carE iot to live in it. No. There arE >eople who would leave Paradis( o go to Orange Court House, and am one of them. Dwell in a ,ountry here where there are nc ;assafras bushes, no sumac, no ~ny briar patches ? Never ! Sir rohn Malcolm tells of the astonish aent and disgust of an old Persian roman at hearing there were nc late trees in England. Live there vot she. No more could I live un ler a sky without a buzzard. I :ould not if I would, and would iot if I could. Yes, 'tis a beautiful, well-hus >anded land, and thd people who t[well in it are a great people, notl et in their prime, mewing still a nighty youth-who that visited he Exposition can doubt it ? and ith an inconceivable destiny be ore them. 'We also of the Souti: re great-greater in defeat, in the rrandeur of self-restraint, (as yo south Carolinians have just provec ,o the confounding of your ene nies,) we are greater in defeat thai n war. Why cannot these twc >eoples come together withoui rush, fanfaronade or menial reser atikn, and be friends, be one peo )le, absolutely. All good men iY )oth sections ardently desire it hey long for it. There can be n( eace, no prosperity without it Why cannot it be? I do not know Why is it that no house is bi mough to hold one family after th< ;ons and daughters are grown Why must a magnet have tw< poles, and what i's the meaning O his "inevitable dualty wvhich bi sects all nature ?" A battery wit: :>ne wire.can do no manner of work~ sd somewhy there is an impera ire necessity for two opposing lectricities. Just Heaven ! can i be that the world's work cannot bi one without hate as well as lov and as much of one precisely a; the other ? Bali! These analogie are misleading-it's all stuff-th, mans crazy. Say you so ? Thei a.re we prepared to come flat an< plum to something practical, viz the Southern fool. The first Southern fool whom: shall notice is the worst, for hei more knave than a fool, a houn< whose hide I intend some day ti tear off and hold his quivering ca2 eass up to stink in the nostrils c both sections. It is he, who, ha' ing gone North and acquired mc ney by hook or by crook, mainl; by crook, proceeds to take unt himself all the glory and the famn of the South, disowns her sham< evades her suffering, and ove: whelmns us with his advice. i advice, quotha. Why doesn't h come down and put his shoulde to the wheel ? Advice ! Upon mn word, gentlemen, gratuitous advic from a fool of this sort is the acm of all mearnness. It is the very i1 version of generosity, which nougi impoverishes the giver, but make us poor indeed. Will a begg~ give me a handful of his rags ? Th figure is coarse, horribly coars' but not so coarse as the fact. It was a shoal of this kind< cattle (is that Irish enough fe you ?) of these advice-givers (Norti er born though) who swoope down upon us after the war t teach us how to grow cotton an tobacco with machinery and fr( labor. They would hear nothin for they knew all things. The las nincompoop of them failed ign< mniniously, and in my State not few of them discovered that in ti simple matter of cheating any Vi ginia clod-hopper vwas more than match for the shrewdest Yankel He made him pay three prices fc his wornout farm, one third easl and in a year or so took back t1: farm for the deferred payment The more fool the Virginian ft hi goose-rippinlg polic.y, but nor the less a fool the Yankee. Prior to the war the Souther ool m.ae i ihes the measmu of political events, and sentiment served him in lieu of sense. lie believed in Bell and Everett (I voted for them-none of my peo L ple shall be bigger fools than my self.) in Fillmore. John Cochrane, Butler, Sickles. Bal ! As if the designs of an army could be dis covered by the attitude of the chap lains, the teamsters, sutlers and bummers in the rear, instead of by watching the movements of the vanguard. Is the Southern fool doing any better now? Does ex perience teach anything? Very little to individuals, to nations no thing. - When the war broke out the Southern fool began by underrating the strength of this enemy, by look ing down upon the Yankee as the Southern boys had done at Prince ton. Coming to Richmond after the battle of Manassas, with the body of a dead comrade, I was told that a great Southern Statesman was in town. . I hastened to him at once, for I wanted to see ahead.! "Mr. X," said I, "the papers tell us that Lincoln has called for 200,000 men." He laughed a low laugh, leaned back a little, and said cheer ily: "Oh, yes; the Chinese raised a million, with gongs and stinkpots according, and ten thousand allies marched straight to Pekin." I was greatly comforted. The Chinese idea prevailed at Montgomery, where, I am told, the first order for arms was for nine thousand, possibly ten thousand stand. Passing over the minor follies of retaining proved incom petents at the head of grand ar mies and elsewhere, passing over > Lee's extreme weakness in not holding his lieutenants up to the sternest accountability, I come to the capital mistake of the war. It was natural the Southern fool should make it. A handsome gen - tleman-I can see him now ; we all remember him.; above the medium height ; a suit of black broadcloth, black satin vest, felt hat ; gold fob chain, gold headed cane and high heel, high-top boots-a gentleman 3 who did nothing with his hands and a good deal with his tongue, thereby making himself very agree able to himself. But there was one redeeming quality about the fellow -he wouldn't take the lie, and he would fight-would snuff out your ~cephalic wick at ten paces, or fight you with anything from a toothpick to a columbiad. A fight to him was a five minutes' affair, and if' t enough life was left in himself or' ehis enemy to shake hands, he was Sready to make friends, and there an end on't. What more natural than that he should believe that swr meant fighting. e It was a fatal mistake, the cardi 2 nal error of the whole struggle. 1 War-nine-tenths of it, at least, as .Alexander H. Stephens said at the' time-is business, the plainest, pos sible matter of fact business, just I such business as is done every day s here on your wharves and streets, only with more energy. Did any of you enter the Yankee lines at the close of the war ? I did, and what did I see-? I saw in succes sion a team of mouse-colored mules a team of cream-colored mules, and a team of snow-white mules, six to a team, and all seal fat, (specimens 7of the train,) the wagons b'and~ new, and the wagon cloths .a deal e cleaner than the shirt I was then wearmng. A little further on I saw a corps of 20,000 negroes, whose camp was like a May ground when! s Merrie England was in its prime. e Why, gentlemen, war to this peo-1 rpe was pastime ; it was testhetics y and poetry ; and I can readily be elieve, what has often been asserted, e that the Tankee contractors would e gladly have paid the expenses of 1both sides in order to prolong the t Iwar indefinitely. s Ah ! but they had the money. rYes, the paper ; wvhereas we had Sthe great staples which were abso ute values, only we did not have the business sense to use them. What is the relevancy of all this? What is the use of raking up the ashes of the dead past? The war! r is all over-long, long ago. Say you so, and think you so ? That d is what ails you now. The wars of o powder and shot are to the warfare d of life what the few hours of fight eing are to the long months of pre parihon which mak~e or mar a cam paign ; and in this life warfare, as tin the noisier and briefer wars, you are to be saved by your strong, a hard business common sense, and that gle. The end of the strug e ge'a Appomattox was but the be ginning of another and much more a desperate struggle-the object of .which is the conquest of your most > cherished ideas in politics, religion 1and social order-the arrangement 'of the very maolecules of your brain e-the faci'ng about of your inmost - soul-no less. This is the new >r "irrepressible conflict," which, like tew t~hel, will bring us all to grief, yeas hence. A twine of two threads, scarlet and sable, State rights and slavery, was involved in~ 'e t+x ae "rmbellion." as our consid-1 erate Yankee friends love to mis call it. One was severed complete ly, and, State rights man as I am, I would to God sometimes that the other had been definitely cleft in twain, for then would we have been saved exceeding trouble in time ti come. The next form of Southern fool which I shall consider is the agri cultural fool; what I should call in Virginia the tobacco worm, but in this State the Cottontot. Gentle Men, there are Hottentots and there are Cottontots. The oxides of years lie upon my geographic memory, and I am a little confused as to Hottentots and Patagonians. I only know that they are extreme Southern people, and that neither are famous as yet for intelligence. The Cottontot belongs to the same category. A Cottontot I take to be a person who, growing nothing but cotton, has to buy every earth ly thing that he uses or consumes ; consequently rarely or ever saves anything, and finds himself at the end of the year the property of his commission merchant-himself the property of the Northern man, for you'll look in vain to find a busi ness which does not have a South ern noodle at one end playing drudge for a smart Yankee at the other. The Cottontot, I say, finds himself the property of his commis sion merchant, who don't want him -won't have him at any price. and yet can't get rid of him without bankrupting himself. A pretty ex emplification of the vicious business circle all around, isn't it? My friends, during the twelve years that have elapsed since the war, at least thirty-six million bales (three millions a year) of cotton have been grown at the South. At $50 a bale, a low estimate, this amounts to sixteen hundred mil lions of dollars. What has become of this enormous amount of money? What benefit have we derived from it, and where has it all gone I Thanks to the Cottontot, it has gore precisely where it came from, and beyond a mere support, we have derived no benefit from it. Is this to go on forever ? Yes, as long as the Cottontot policy is in the ascendant. Because cotton is our money crop and because we have virtually driven East India cotton out of the market-M. Ri vett-Carnac, late cotton commis. sioner, having been forced for lacl of cotton business to go into the holy opium trade-the Cottontot is again exclaiming, "Cotton is King.' Has he heard of the new Egyptian cotton plant, the "Bainia ?' Noi he, and if he heard he wvould not heed. Well, Cotton is King, in a sense. So is tobacco, so is tar, provided you have enough o; either, and it will fetch a gooc price. If tar was two dollars gallon, and I held a million barrels tar would be king, and I would b4 a prince. But if tar ruled at thai price, there would be a corner it tar in New York, and you -and ] and other Cottontots would noi own enough to grease a cart wheel The Cottontot is a fool in variou: other ways-in the mode? for ex ample, of buying his goods. Ther< can be no plainer business propo sition than this-that when a mar has cheated or deceived you re peatedly, common sense require: that you shall 'drop him instantly and deal with him no more for ever. Duty to yourself and you: family demands that you shouki never forget and never forgive it this case. And what is true n business is equally true in politics is it not ? Your political life de pends on your answer to this ques tion. But what does your Cotton tot do? Coming to town and find ing some adventurer with a lot .o auction goods or a compromis< stock, he quits the old establisher houses, well knowvn to him, an< spends the very money due to thes< houses in buying trash and shodd; from this adventurer. EAnding himself cheated again, he simpl; laughs, and says, "I tell you thes< chaps are smart, they are keeners they are," but if the old establishec house so much as disappoint bin he datmns it as "an infernial, un principled Yankee concern." Here, then, is the source of near l all our woes-this Cottontot de votion to a single crop and the ac companying over-srmartness. Th< cure is plain enough ; and it hai been admirably formulated by on< of your city papers in the aphorism "Bread and meat rst ; cotton last. The mission of Sonthern journa] ism is to put this motto at the heat of every paper from Norfolk t< Galveston and to keep it there.. would print it in in4delible ink oi the foreheads, tattoo it in the arms and brand it in the palms of th< Cottontots. But the press has no been idle in this good cause, for al ready we see the effect of its labors Mr. John Ott, one of the ablest and certainly one of the most use ful, men in Virginia, furnishes u: with this most cheeritg fact, viz "Inl 1876, the West packed 104, 015~,867 pounds less pork than i did in 1875. This is the reasoi assged by Western journals; T prison trade. owmng to fallini prices during most of the year, proved less profitable than usual; and, on account of the political complicatioins in the Southern States, the demand for distribution has been for several months inter fered with.'" Oho ! Mr. West, your excuse methinks is somewhat thin ; we are raising our own pork ; that is the whole secret. But will the cure just indicated suffice? 1 doubt. It is a. fact which the press will do well never to forget that the increase in our provision crop is due much more to the low price of cotton than to the wisdom of the 1 Cottontot, and if cotton again touch 20 cents, he will drop corn instant er. So would it be in Virginia if the low grades of tobacco should accidentally double in value. There { is, as I well know personally, no cure for folly. Bray a Cottontot or a humorist in a mortar, he will be a Cottontot or a humorist still. Gentlemen, we want to be friends with the North; we want to win back, I will not say their love grown men care little for each oth er's love-but we do want to win back their respect; and there is t one way under heaven to do it. j'evenge ! Timotheus cries," and I am for vengeance, immediate and dire. I would not rob them of their money as they robbed us of our slaves ; I would not have them suf fer and be strong as we have suffer ed and are strong, and intend to be stronger, but I would inflict upon them that suffering which brings not strength but weakness, namely the suffering of impotent envy. I would snatch the last man of them bald-headed from taw, and go into the wig business to. mor row morning. I would make every one of them gnash out every tooth in his upper and lower maxilaries, so that I might forthwith be can onized by dentists the North over as St. Gumbo in Fra False-set-o. This slang is detestable, but do you know I like it. Slang does so pierce and grieve the small souls of purists-those petite maitres of literature, with whom Shakspeare and myself, who closely resemble each other, never had and never can have any patience. My friends, we are to win back the respect of the North just as the respect of every other people is won, and that is by regaining our lost wealth. Less cotton and more meat first ; and, second, manufac Ituring our own cotton. This is the solution of the whole difficulty. The first two pages of Adam Smith tell what advantage there is in manufacturing raw material, and, if you consult Col. Chilton, at Co lumnbus, Ga., or Col. Childs, at Co luimbia, S. C., he will give you the exact percentage in our favor over the New England manufacturers. Against their seven months of con sumption and five months of pro duction, we have eleven months of work and only one, if that, of en forced idleness ; but if, on that ac count, we underrate the power of accumulated capital, the thrift, skill, energy and daring of New England, we will be but repeating t.he folly of a certain boy at school in Princeton. Yullum numzen abe.st -si sit prudcntia. We cannot possi bly be too wary in this life and ideath industrial struggle with a people whose capitalists are at this moment .napping out cotton and -iron mill sites in the South as mi nutely as the Prussians mapped Iout France previ~ous to the late war. But supposing we get rich, Senormously rich, as we ought to do, and in time most certainly will, -what then ? Why every man of us will pull up stakes as soon as the summer begins and spend every surplus cent in New York, Sarato ga, Long Branch and Newport. SAnd who shall blame us, seeing how frightfully dull our own wva tering places are ? Nevertheless, nothing is more certain than that iGeorgia and South Carolina are destined to be enormously rich. It is written in the book of fate that this noble commonwealth shall have recompense for her unparal leled afflictions. SAnd when you get rich I want you to come to Virginia. Do you ever think of the good old State ? I hope so. Your brothers sleep under -her sod, and from that sod many -of you that are now living have looked up night after night to the unanswering stars,wondering where you would be on the morrow. Yes, yott remember Virginia ; you can never forget her. Her men are much too prone to claim all glory .for themselves and their State, but her women, have you no tender recollections of them in the hospi tal and the home ? Well, then, get rich quick, and come back to old Virginia's shore. We have got there the prettiest and sweetest girls in the habitable world. This I say in a tone so low that only the long male ears of this audience can hear me. But it is so. We have got also a full line of the most be witcInng widows that ever light ened mourning and "took notice.' Also, we have some females that are not so pretty. We do nothing b y halves in Virginia, and when we se. about prodiucine anu ugly wo man we put upon the market an acute, penetrating, diffusive, per vasivo, acrid and altogether ammo niacal variety of hideousness that nothing earthly can touch. But for pretty girls and widows you can't go amiss. They are so thick in Richmond that if you venture on the street with an umbrella under your arm, and turn around sudden ly, you will knock down two or three of them. They have been waiting with the sweetest patience for the kings and princes of Eu rope to come over and marry them, but the fools over there have gone to fighting, and I am afraid their patience and their few good clothes will wear out together. And when I think of their bright eyes dim ming, and the roses in their cheeks fading in old-maidenhood, it almost kills me. I can't marry them all would to goodness that I could-I have done all that the law allowed me to do in this matter, and now I want you to quit playing Cotton tQt, get rich quick, and come to Old Virginia and help me out in the matrimonial line. We have a fine set of young men growing up and already grown, plenty old enough to marry-blooded fellows -that have gone to work, and like racehorses at the plough, intend to break the traces, burst their hearts or make a deep furrow in this hard old workday world. They would not object to marrying any man's rich sister, but of all men's they would prefer a South Carolinian's. Come, then, to the Old Dominion -a fair exchange is no robbery and, by the gods ! the next genera tion or two will see a race of men compared with whom Washington and Calhoun, Jefferson and Pinck ney were but teetotums and mum blepegs. There. is one other weakling to whom I would like to pay my re spects. I mean the Southern poli tician, who fancies he can become a statesman by rejecting the acqui sitions of modern science, the ap plication particularly of biology to social problems, and, confining him self to the old ruts, hopes to make a little ill-digested histo:y and the speeches of a few eminent men of by-gone age serve in the stead of those generhl laws, which embracing matter and mind alike, enable us to forecast the future, and to foresee not what we think we ought to be, but what in the nature of tlings must inevitably be.~ Time will not permit me to do more than allude to this subject ; but, coming down to immediate matters, I should say that the supreme Southern political fool is he who, in this critical mo ment for his section, places confi dence in any promises whatever made by his party foes. In conclusion, let me thank you for inviting me to address you. No compliment is more grateful to a Virginian than one that comes from the people of Carolina, for here he finds a passionate devotion to the State which rivals if it does not surpass his own State pride and love. Carolinians ! do you love your mother? Does a mother love her afflicted and stricken son ? Does a son. love the invalid mother for whom he sacrifices his time, his pleasures and his hard-won earn mgs ? Love her ! He would die for her. Yea more, he would Jive for her, would "lend her half his powers to eke her living out-" And when the painful night wvatches are all over and the patient sufferer is laid in that narrow bed where there is no more suffering, the son comes back from the grave, bearing with him an amulet that no man may ever see but which will keep him unharmed through life. Nay, hence forth a newer and more elevated life, hallowed by self-sacrifice, is his. So with you, Carolinians. You have suffered as no cultured people in modern times have suffered, and, so sure as Heaven, the steadfast love you have shown to your mur dered mother will bring its exceed ing great reward. You have trod den the wine press alone. Here fell the utmost fury of your ene mies, and here came the least sym pathy of your friends, for was it not 'said (the idiots have not yet stopped saying it) that you "brought on the war ?" The w.ne press ! Your State was the wine press and your souls the grapes on which for twelve years a mob of jeering devils, drunken with excess of naalice and of hate, danced to the derisive laughter of half the nation. Twelve years, four thousand days and nights of torture, of shame, of humiliation for yourselves, your wives, your daughters, your tender children. Four thousand days and nights, and to the proud and sensitive na ture smarting under indignity, ev ery moment is an age. Burke and Pitt lifted their voices in behalf of the oppressed Colonies ; the "loud cry of trampled Hindostan" awaken ed the eloquence of Sheridan, but the Poland of America "Found not a generous friend, a pitying foe, Srength in her arms, nor mercy in her woe?" * * * "Naked. an.d desolate she stands, ner namec a ly-word in all Iands." No man of commanding genius in either branch of the National Legisla tures Bienndfrhtplait m ADVERTISING RATES. A,1etisements inserted at the rate of 51.00-per square (one inch) for first inserti(,u, trd 75) cents for each subsequent insertion. )ouhle enlmmnn advertisements ten per cent. )n above. Not ces of mei;),hituris and trbutes ) respect, s:tnt r ,,. , peri !c(pmr._ as ordinary Speci~'l X-,ur' L:'("! . l co!ltmnl 1.5 cents )er tin:. ecr of iti_ertiorts< wiil t ,' kept in tili forbid, ,nd chargr,l aceoril.R Special contracts made v;th large adver isers, with liberal deductions on above ratcs. JOB PRI*VTIXG )ONE WITH NEATNESS AND DISPATCH. TERMS CASH. otel of New York; it is situated on our most aristocratic avenue, not far from the ,rand Centeal Depot. Mr. Daly arrived in hs city about six years ago, with a fortune f five hundred thousand dollars in gold, ,hch. he had accumulated by speculation i California. Not satisfied with this im tense sum, he immediately went into pro erty speculation in New York, and two ears ago he erected and furnished the V indsor Hotel. It was originally projected thalf a million, it swallowed up that mount and half a million more, leaving im in an embarrassed condition, which opardized his entire fortune; then came te hard times and the shrinkage of real ~tate, and the mind of the great operator aggered and reeled under the dreadful ad which was oppressing him, and for a me ruin stared him in the face ; at last be egan to consult the spirits, and it was not mng till their communications seemed to ave taken complete possession of him. trange as it may seem, this practical busi ess man, who had energy sufficient to uild up a colossal fortune, who controlled st sums of money, who was capable of ving direction to hundreds of employees, E managing all the intricate arrangements one of the most superb hotels in Ameri .1... in words that might have shaken both Continents and be quoted for all time. Not one of the Northern poets-those c gentle beings whose hearts bleed at t every wrong from Tartary to Tim bucktoo-could pen a line for Caro lina. Gordon, of Georgia, was your i friend, good and true. and at the last your advocate and champion was that press which men aforetime loved to call satanic-the New York Berald , -and the poets who sang your wrongs were of your own rearing. Yes, Carolinians, you have been a tried as by fire, and by that fire the . dross has been purged away, leaving e metal of proof only. I look to see here a race of men nobler than any e that have gone before. Already from the flames emerges a figure, calm, con- I tained, majestic as an antique bronze --a form to 'which all eyes were lately b turned in admiration, and in gratitude that outweighed admiration, for he h had saved his country from civil war -Anaxandron Agenmmnon, Wade * Hampton, King of Men ! Happy the b land that claims him as her Chief Magistrate. Happy the Nation if he g were but its ruler. Having suffered o all things, he would see that no see- ' tion, no State suffered needlessly. o Having braved all things, he fears L nothing; and having endured all h things, he would brook with equal 8 patience the malice of his foes and d the deadlier flattery of his friends. 11 Is it too much to hope that he will c take the place in Washington for tu which he is so well fitted ? It may al never be; but the day that sees, him a, or some such Southern man installed w in power will be the dawn of peace, h the end of war. . But stay. I am told that near at n hand there is somewhat to cat and drink withal. Come, let us sacrifice e, the bird dear to Minerva, let us boil t the owl in Falernian or the Caecuban vintage, and, having dined on fools, we will sup ou concentrated wisdom. b FOR THE HERALD. d BROADBRIM'S NEW YORK 0 LETTER. p No. 18. r n Anniversary Week-A Wrecked Life--Death p of a Celebrated Painter from Starvation The Dog Show-omance of a Pifth Avenue Belle-Stewart's Memorial - Cathedral--Impressive Scene k in Dr. Cuyler's Church- c &c., &c.a Anniversary week is upon us, but shorn of its old-time glory. In the days of the anti-slavery excitement, and when Abby , Kelly and Lucretia Mott were foremost in t the battle for women's rights, before John i' B. Gough had setLled into a first-class fash- ~ iraable lecturer, and while he was still t oght.ing the devil with cold water-anni- h versary week was quite a notable affair. 0 Bustling about the precincts of the old Tabernacle which then stood on Broadway, c might be seen Lewis and Arthur Tappan, Horace Binney, Gerritt Smith, Lloyd Gar- V rison, Wendell Phillips and a host of oth. " t ers of whom but few at the present time remain. Then toQ, our good friends the s Quakers came down upon us by thousands, g from all parts of the surrounding coantry, the annual meeting being the great event 3 of the year; and for the time being, our s streets were surrendered to broadbrims h and sweet lit:le Qua:ker bonnets, the quiet ~ respectability of the wearers being their a passport and indorsenment to the very best hospitality that the metropolis of those days could afford. I look with gzief which I find it difficult to express, on that portion 3 of the city once inhabited aim'ost exclusive- a ly by me:nbers of the Society of Friends. All through Henry Street, Madison Street, East Broadway, through Pike and Rutger a Streets, there was scarcely a house but was e occupied by members of that honored and t respectable community. During anniver sary week their deers stood always open, ri and theC genial and kindly faced hosts stood ai by the portal to give to every wandering and unprovided Friend a generous and S. hearty welcome. If any Quaker wanted a b dinner and found a door standing open, he p walked. In unbidden, seated himself at the a table ; he felt assured of a welcome, and nobody questioned his right. I don't know s that we were any better than we- are now, ti though I cannot help thinking that we r were, for then it was possible to leave your b front-door open for five minutes without t4 having some sneak-thief walk off alth your b stair-carpet and cooking-stove. You could leave your baby on the front stoop without faar of the kidnappers. Spitz dogs were 1 unknown, our cats had not learned hydro- c phobia, and on the whole we were a pretty t4 respectable sort of a people-; ministers be haved themselves; deacons were seldom e kicked out of church ; bank cashiers as a D general thing were considered honest men; P in fact, they were usually selected on ac count of that peculiarity. I regret to say el that much of this is changed now ; the a streets which I have mentioned as once .f being so repectable and quiet, are inhabited I at the present time by the refuse of our n, foreign population ; wretchedness, squalor,w filth and vice, hold high carnival around the hearth-stones of these once quiet and beautiful homes; the race that occupied hli them years ago have departed never to re- is turn, sind the places that knew them once, shall know them no more forever, rc The saddest event of the week has been t the suicide o fJohn T.Daly, proprietor of the Windsor Hotel, whose mysterious dis-. appearance I mentioned in my letter of as to week. It is -hardly necessary to tell you th Qaat the Windsor is thegad