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j. - ^ . . * ; . I * ' ' ' J?;^ 3U Inbtproiieat Jrarilg Hftuspajnr: /or % |nrmoliim of tbe |oli1ical, Jfaciaf, ^gricgltaal mti> (Kurnmirtial Mrrsis of % Sralh. ^ ^ VOL. 15. YOEKVILLE, S. C., THURSDAY, FEBBTJAEY 95, 1860. NO. 8. -?" 1 ' ' ' " ' ' Ibe ieUft I * W COUSIM Mel's C0UBTSH1P. The trunks \fqre all packed and corded, and the carpet bag* were all piled up in the corner of a capacious old fashioned hall. How melancholy they looked, those emblems of parting and adieus. Not even the merry laughter of the two or three ydting girls who were gathered round a stalwart, handsome fellow of about thirty, oould entirely banish an impalpable something of sadness from the scene. Cousin Jack was going away, the general mischief-maker,' tormentor and tease of the whole family, and old Mr. Chester, sitting by the-distent window, wiped his spectacles every five minutes and declared pettishly that the type of the evening paper was a terrible trial to his old eyes. "iye, you may lapgb, girls," said Jack, applying himself vigorously to the refractory look of a portmanteau. "Perhaps you may one day cfooov- | or it isn't snoh a laughing matter. Think of the loss the whole family is going to Buatain in my ex 11 . ceueocy. "Bat you'll oome back soon, Jaok, dear," coaxed Mingi* Chester, the prettiest and most roguish of all his cousins, aad the one who kept up a fire of practical jokes and girlish tricks at his expense. ' BhJWfllM? sM~on the Biggest frunk in tne cotlec- , don, the browrrcaefe hanging about her round faoe, and her eyes flashing with a curious mixture of fan and tears. "I'm wrt so certain of that, Miss Minnie," said Jack, decisively. "If I suoceed in finding a loca- , tion to suit me, I shall probably decide to settle permanently at Thornville, and turn landed pro- 1 pnetor on my own aooount." "Only imagine our Jack a gentleman of proper- ^ ty?" laughed Minnie, appealing to ber sisters. ! "I don't see anything so very ridiculous in the idea," observed the yonng man, rather piqued at ] the amusement of his fair relatives. "At all events there is one incalculable advan- ' tage that may result from my departure.'' ( "And what is that, Mr. Oracle ?" "The fact is that you have played your last freak < upon me, you tormenting little minx." "Don't be so certain of that, Cousin Jack," said 1 Minnie, shaking ber long cutis. "What will you venture I don't bestow a parting trick on you yet? 1 eh I I haven't settled with yon for several little pieces of impertinence, but pray don't imagine 1 tbey are forgotten, sir!" "My diamond sleeve buttons to your coral neck- 1 lace that you don't impose upon me within the i next three months, Minnie," said Jack, gaily. i "Done," said Minnie. "Girls, you all hear the 1 wager, don't you ? I always coveted Jack's div < moods." "But you won't have them, Mademoiselle! 1 How dark it is getting in this cavernous old hall. Shall I ring for lights, Uncle Chester? and, by the way, have you written the letter of introduction to j Mr. Thome?" "All in good time, my boy?all in good time," , said the old gentleman, depositing his large silver- ] bowed spectacles in their case. Youyoung people are all in a desperate hurry. Tell Betsey to carry , a lamp into the library, girls. And Minnie, where is my gold pen? I won't be very long about it, ( and then we'll have a nice, long evening to gossip ( about Jack's prospects." While Mr. Chester sat in his easy red-curtained , library, revising the letter he had been writing to his old college friend Jabez Thome, of Thornville, to the effect that his nephew, John Lacy, was in ( search of an eligible piece of land, and wished to settle down as a planter in that vicinity, and requesting Thome's aid and co-operation in the selection of the same, Minnie opened the door. "Papa, there is some one down stairs who wants to see you, immediately, for a little while." "Very annoying," said the old gentleman. , "Just as I was finishing up this letter of Jack's. However, I can seal it afterwards. Minnie, sup- , pose you glance over it, and dot the i's and cross the t's; I am not so much of a penman as I used , tobe." And old Mr. Chester pushed back his ohair, and rose from the antique table to attend to the claims of his urgent guest. Ofive Chester was brushing off the heavy braids of her luxuriant hair before the dressing mirror of her own apartment, two hours later, when Minnie * ? 1. _ ran in witb a countenance oomicauy omueu oetween dismay and delight "My dear Minnie, what has happened?" exclaimed the elder sister, dropping her hair brush, and letting all her raven tresses ripple down unheeded over her shoulders. "I've won the diamond sleeve buttons, Olive ! But, ah! I didn't mean to. What would papa say if he only knew it?cousin Jack, too!" 4"Sit down, you little elf," said Olive, gently forcing her sister into a chair, "and explain to me this mysterious riddle." "Well, you know papa left me to look over his letter to Mr. Thorne, and he was detained longer than I expected, almost an hour in fact, and I could not help amusing myself by writing a parody on the letter." "A parody!" "Yes?you remember somebody was telling us what a beautiful daughter Mr. Thome had, so I wrote that Jack was in search of a wife, and had heard of Miss Thome, and wanted to settle in life, and all that sort of thing. In short, wherever papa had written land or estate, I wrote wife. Wasn't it fun?" ejaculated the little maiden, her eyes danoing with diablerie. "But you know I never once thought of sending the letter. I only wanted to read it to Jack when I went down stairs. Well, I signed it with a great flourish of trumpets, and just then who should come in but papa and the stranger. Of course I fled?and when I came back the letter was sealed, and safe in Jack's pocket, and, Olive, it was the wrong letter." "The wrong letter?" "It was rather a dim light, and papa's eyes are not as piercing as they were wont to be, and my impertinent missive was goae while the real bona fide letter lay there among a heap of discarded paAnrl T liarln't iwnmcrp tn (VtnfpfiR TTJV misde ycio. v W?.??0w ? meanors, papa is so opposed to my innocent jokes, and Jack is off with that indescribable letter. I shall certainly win the sleeve buttons, Olive; but what a tornado there will be when my mischief comes out." And Minnie looked so bewitchingly lovely in her alternate paroxysm of terror and laughter, that Olive, grave elder sister that she was, had not the heart to lecture her as roundly as she deserved. The lovely crimson sunset of the very next evening shone brilliantly into the spectral sanctum of old Jabez Thorne, of Thornville, Justice of the Peace, and chairman of all the agricultural meetings for ten miles. It was no scholarly looking library, like that of his ancient comrade, Chester, but a square, light room, with four uncurtained windows, and ornamented with numerous black framed engravings of prize cattle and giant turnips. He was seated in a leather cushioned armchair, looking over a large file of agricultural journals, to find some coveted information on the subject of "phosphates," and "superphosphates," when a servant brought him a card and a letter. "The gentleman is in the parlor, sir." Jabez Thorne laid aside his newspapers, and glanced at the card which bore the inscription of "John Lacy"?then at the letter which purported to be introductory to that individual. "Ham?ha?from an old college chum, Chester, as I live. ^Remarkable change in his handwriting, bnt time alters us all. Haven't heard from him in twenty years?hallo! what is this ? A pretty cool request upon my word?nephew wants a wife, and has heard that I possess a daughter?has lots of money?wants me to aid him in my well known experience of such matters. What does the old rascal mean?" ejaculated the old man, his fringe of gray hair that surrounded his bald head stand* ing absolutely erect with indignation. "I'D send Jeffere to look the impudent young scamp out of the house." But with a moment's reflection came calmness. "Well, after all, I don't see what there is in the matter to make me so foolishly angry. Guess Til see what Mary says. An excellent fhmily these Cbesters?and this letter is just like Zebedee Chester?he was always singular in his notion. Rather unlike the ordinary method of coming to an understanding in such'matters, but there is nothing like a dash of originality in this world, onit if >vw in vioh and Marv don't obiect?at all events Til see him on the subject." And Jabez Thome thrust the letter into his pocket and strode determinedly into the parlor where young Lacy was quietly awaiting his appearance. The old gentleman's face was scarlet with embarrassment; he was half ttysposed to be angry at his guest's cool self-possession. i'l had thought of settling in this vicinity, Mr. Thome," said Jack, after the ceremonies of greeting had been exchanged, "and understanding from my uncle that you had a desirable piece of property that you might be disposed to part with"? 'Tieceof property!" said the old gentleman, beginning to fire up again ; bat he controlled his emotion, and only answered:? "Really, sir, this is a strong request One can , hardly be expected to answer definitely upon so 3hort notice." "Certainly, Mr. Thome, I have no wish to hurry yon," said Jack* politely; "but I'm rather anxions to do for myself, and if you would favor me with a brief description of the prominent features rf-" But Mr. Thome was fidgeting uneasily in his shair. "What do you mean, sir?" he exclaimed wrathfolly. Jack was rather perplexed at his cavalier recep- , don, but he answered as courteously as possible:? "Why, sir, of course it is not best to be precipitate ou a matter of such importance.". "If this is a fair specimen of the 'rising generation,"' thought the indignant Jabez, "they are about as impudent a set of jackanapes as I want to see. But I owe something to my long friendship Sfith old Zebedee?I won't turn the puppy out of ioora quite yet" "I suppose it is healthy?" asked Mr. Lacy, blandly. v?ni ??> TT J1UI LB UC2UU1/ 1 l "Your property. Sometimes, in these low grounds, diseases are apt to prevail, and ?" "Does he suspect my Mary has the fever and ague?" thought old Thome, leaping briskly out of bis chair as though an insect had stung him. "I'll send my daughter to you, young man?that will settle the business at onoe." "And before he oonld suppress his surprise, his choleric host had banged the'door behind him and disappeared. Mary Thome's astonishment was even greater than that of her father. She was attired in white muslin, with a boquet of crimson moss rosebuds in her bosom, and a spray of the same exquisite flowers in her hair, for some rural party or pic-nie, and at first absolutely refused to enter the parlcr. "What an idea!" she exclaimed, blushing to the very tips of those tiny shell like ears. "To be put on exhibition like one of your prize cattle. No, indeed ! Let the young man go back whpre he came from. A pretty impression he must have of the ladies of this quarter of the globe." "But, my love, Zebedee Chester is one of my oldest friends, and the young man is really a fine looking fellow, and rich into the bargain. Go in and talk to him a little while, that's a good girL I can't stand it a minute longer." And old Jabez wiped his forehead, on which perspiration was standing in big beads. Mary burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. "The whole affair is so ridiculous!" she exclaimed. But she adjusted the moss roses, nevertheless, and tripped demurely into the parlor. "Now, if there was a determined point in Jack Lacy's character, it was his aversion to women in general; and if there was any one thing in which he prided himself it was his old bachelorism. Imnrrinck V?io wnroflAn wViPn ajjlUV UIO ? VAUklVU UUU VIlDUliy) VUVIVIV1VJ iruwuj after a formal introduction, old Mr. Thome withdrew, leaving him tete-a-tete with the pretty creature in white muslin and roses. It was embarrassing every time he looked at her, and she evinced an exceeding great disposition to laugh. "Well," thought Jack, the manners and customs of this locality are rather odd, to say the least of it I come to consult an old gentleman about purchasing land of him, and he bounces out of the room and sends in his daughter. What on earth am I going to say to her, I'd like to know ?" And Mary, glancing slily in the direction of her companion came to the conclusion that he had "beautiful Spanish eyes," and a moustache decidedly superior in style to the hirsute adornments of the young gentlemen of Thornville. Mr. Lacy looked up at the ceiling and down at the carpet, and wondered what the consequences would be were he to escape incontinently by the open French window. That would not be a dignified proceeding, however; so he resigned himself to destiny by making some original remarks on the weather. It had the much desired effect of breaking the ice, however, and he was greatly surprised at the vivacity of Miss Thome. Only once did she seem confused; it was when she had been describing a fine grove of cedars that belonged to her father's land, regretting, at the same time, that he contemplated selling it "I believe I should like to become purchaser," said Jack. "Your father has informed you that I bad some idea of settling here." Mary grew scarlet and murmured some incoherent sentence or other, the conversation was effectually checked, and Jack, perplexed at the effect, for whioh he could perceive no really visible cause, rose to take leave. "Will you mention to your father, Miss Thome, that I shall call to see him to-morrow morning?" he inauired. All the roses in Mr. Thome's garden could nev- j er have rivaled the hot glow on Mary's cheeks as she fled oat of the room without a word of reply, j "Very singular family, this," muttered Jack, slowly drawing on his gloves, and walking down the broad path. "But she is an uncommonly pretty girl, and I will oertainly take an early walk through the grove of cedars to-morrow morning before breakfast." He dreamed of blue-eyed Mary Thome that night, and rose feeling decidedly satisfied that he could have a reasonable excuse for calling at her father's house so soon. "I certainly can't be in love," quoth he, mentally ; "but how Minnie would teaze me if she thought I was in danger of seeing not only a form but a wife." Old Jabez Thome was busily engaged nipping the dead leaves of his pet laurestinus with a gigantic pair of garden scissors, that morning, when young Lacy sprang over the hedge and saluted < him with a buoyant "Good morning I Well, sir," , he went on gaily, "I have seen the property?am ; perfectly delighted. A fine, healthy investment, no disease about it, I'm convinced." "Hum !",saidMr. Tborne, dubiously. "And I would like to make a second and a j more thorough inspection in your society, sir, if ( you please." "Really, Mr. Lacy," said the old man, "my j daughter has not oome down stairs, and"?' "What the misobief has the daughter to do with ( the matter!" thought Lacy; but he said; f "Of course, I will wait any time that may be convenient for you, sir; I observe a* good deal of t roughness, bnt I cannot doubt there is very great t susceptibility to improvement A little judicious j cultivation will accomplish wonders." | s "Let me tell you, young man, ' began air. j Thome, in a towering rage; but Lapy saw that he t had committed some arch blunder, and he hasten- ( ed to say :? "In short,, sir, I am now determined to secure this rural gem at any price. What is the sum you demand?" ? Mr. Thorne fairly sat down in the gravelled t walk, overpowered with the avalanche of anger j which be found impossible^to shape into words. "Upon?my?'word?sir?" he began; "yon j talk as if this were a mere, matter .of business!" Jack was puzzled enough. "It is the way I \ have always heretofore been accustomed to treat such affaire." "Heretofore?yon may have been accustomed 1 c And pray, sir, how many SQCh little affairs have you had on your hands?" shrieked old Thorne, 1 growing pnrple in the faoe. "Oh, several, sir, I am not so inezperienoed as t you suppose," said Jack, smiling. "And yon are not ashamed to confess it?" I "No; why should 1 be ?" "Get out of my garden, you young reprobate 1" t screamed Jabez, leaping up with lightning rapidity. "To come here and try to buy ray daughter, I as if she was a patch of potatoes! Go, I say 1" "Your daughter, Mr. Thome?" b "Yes, my daughter, you jack-a-dandy!" "But I'm not bargaining for your daughter; I'm o bargaining for the land across the river !" "Don't tell me," ejaculated Mr, Thorne, tug- c ging away at the fastenings of his pocket-hook, "your uncle's letter has informed me of your atro- t cious intention." o "Will you allow me to see the letter, sir?" t Thome jerked it out of the compartment where 1 it lay, and tossed it angrily toward Lacy. He open- ^ ed it, and in spite of his annoyance and mortiffca- ^ tion, burst into laughter at the sight of Minnie's ' dainty handwriting. "My dear Mr. Thorne, we are the victims of a 1 very ridiculous mistake," said Lacy. "My uncle c never wrote this letter. It is the work of my mis- f chievous cousin Minnie. The genuine document J1 must have been left behind." 0 "And you didn't come to look for a wife." "I came to purchase real estate." * "Whew-e-w I" old Jabez Thome whistled loud ^ and long, and then offered his hand to his guest ? with a hearty laugh. 11 "Well,.my boy, I'm heartily sorry I've called E ?" ? nVnnna namoo hnt More ?nil T 1 yuu DU JLLIttuy Uppiuui ivua itnuibo } wu? a'aimj wuv. a thought you were after her. I must go and tell 8 the li#le minx what a blunder we've made." a "Stay a moment," said Jack, laying a'detaining ^ hand on the old gentleman's arm as his quick eye detected the distant flutter of Miss Thome's light . dress among the trees; "will you allow me to make c the necessary explanation myself. I am not at all ~ certain that after I have selected a home, I shall 8 not enter into less buriness-like negotiations for a 8 charming wife to preside over it." : "As you please, my lad," said the old gentle- 1 man, chuckling. "I'll give you my consent, if only for my villainous treatment of you a little, while ago." He resumed his gardening operations, occasion- ^ ally pausing to laugh to himself, while cousin Jack sprang up the path to seek Mary. They were absent a long time; in fact, as old J Jabez thought, an unreasonably long time, before he discerned, through the dense foliage of the * acacia hedges, their advancing forms. Mr. Lacy J looked exceedingly proud and Belf-satisfied, and Mary leaned on his arm with her pretty cheeks 1 flushed, and her lips wreathed in timid smiles. c "What does she say," roared pater familias. "She says she will consider it," answered Jack , demurely. A week or j fterwards, Minnie Chester re- . ceived a neat little package containing the diamond . sleeve buttons, and the following billet: "Dear Minnie?I've lost my wager, but I cheer- , fully deliver over the forfeited stake, for I've won something of infinite more value?a wife.1' . From which we may conclude that the result of Miss Mary's "consideration" was favorable. ? ? Abuse of the Franking Privilege.?The , Washington correspondent of the Cincinnati Com- . mercial has the following in relation to the abuse of the franking privilege: "T -l??" ? > amtioinw illnafimtinn nf pf. JL WU3 euunu au amuaiug uiuuuuuvu v. .. J feet of these efforts on the part of these economical reformers. A lady received a letter from a Con- ( gressman that puzzled her beyond explanation, and ( she handed it over to me for clearance. I understood it at once. My fair friend had the same name ] made famons by an authoress here, and the letter ( had been missent It seems the fair quill-driver J had been using the M. C.'s frank to forward her ( manuscripts and proofs. I ought not to publish, but can't resist. The little epistolatory effort read: j 'Dear Friend: I am sorry to refuse you the f use of my fac simile, as heretofore. There has ( been suoh a devil of a row kicked up in the newspapers about the use of the thing, that I have been < forced to lock mine up. It is well I did. I found ] it had been used to frank over the country a cir- j cular setting forth the excellence of a certain oint- ] ment to cure scaldhead, tetter, ring-worm, and 1 the chickenpox in children. I have the confounded thing under double lock and key, and have bad i night sweats ever since, for fear some infernal pa- < per would get hold of the thing and force me to rise to a question of privilege on the subject of 1 franking scaldheada If you will send me your i manuscripts and sheets I will frank them with i pleasure, provided none are to go to that screechy i old heathen. Horace Greeley. I am, madam, yours, &a, " 1 i A New Theory of Color.?The Washington correspondent of the Baltimore Gazette says: i "A new theory on the subject of color has been i started by the Master of Ceremonies, a bright mulatto, in the Congressional Bestaurant, beneath the House of Representatives. He was seated not long since at one of his own tables, with his two mulatto boys beside him taking lunch. The elder son asked for butter on his bread. Father?'Butter ; what you want wid butter when dars meat before you?' Son?'I wants some butter on my cake, daddy.' Father?'Hush your mouth, boy; it's eating so much butter which makes your skin dark.' Young Pompey was satisfied." BSk. The estimated cost of conveying a ton of merchandise on the ocean is from half a cent to a cent and a half; on the lakes, two cents; on the rivers two and three-fourths cents; on the canals, two to five cents; and on the railroads, from three cents < to thirteen and a half cents. fpisattffltwM fading. 8*Jt Lake Corre?poadenee of the Boeton Journal. BRIOHAM YOUNG AT HOME. The prophetic Brigham Young, in imitation of ;he Redeemer, has ordained twelve apostles to assist him in his ministry. In this church of the atter day saints he who will be greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven, is he who has the most eonmbines in this life. The apostles, therefore, insisting their prophet, add to their number of ooniubines as they feel able, that their glory may be peat in the eternal world. Do you ask whether he idea uppermost in the mind of the Oriental? he gratification of pa^ion?may not also be an nducement with an apostle to take a concubine? l half a dozen? Those sober-minded men of Salt jake will assure you that they seek only to do the rill of God. Each added concubine will be a jCwil in the immortal crown, ted over each new-born ihild there is joy in heaven, for it is a sonl releas^ rwi?m Iwmu anil etaWul nn , fa vav 'U llUUi llO pwvu UVUOV) WUVk UMM VU 4?W It *~J ?v doryAll of the Apostles are married, sod all have wo or more conenbines in addition to their one awful wife. They rank as followB: First Apostle, Orson Hyde, has three concurines. Second Apostle, Orson Pratt, has three concurines. Third Apostle, John Taylor, has six ooucu bines. Fourth Apostle, Wilfijrd Woodruff, has two cooiubines. : Fifth Apostle, G. A. Smith, has fbur ooncurines. Sixth Apostle, Amasa Lyman, has four ooncutines. Seventh Apostle, Em Benson, has three ooncutines. Eighth Apostle, Charles Rich, has six conculines. Ninth Apostle, Lorento Snow, has three ooocu ioes. Tenth Apostle, Erastus Snow, has two concubines. Eleventh Apostle, Franklin Richards, has three oocnbine8. Twelfth Apostle, G. Q. Cannon, has two conubines. Daniel Wells, wbo is associated with Brigham in he Presidency of the Church, has a large number f concubines. Heber Kimball, who was also h aember of the Presidency, bat who died last sumner, had a large harem. He was not much liked >y the Saints, was coarse, brutal and used obscene anguage in the pulpit, abused his concubines, rorked them bard, gave them little to eat, palled heir hair, and let them understand that he was aaster of the situation. I am informed that some f them are not inconsolable now that he has gone, ,nd that they hope for a period of rest before reDining him in glory. It is not stated as a fact bat mly as a concurrent report A few steps up Main-street from our hotel, a urn to the right, and we see the prophet's harem, ."he grounds occupied by Brigham are enclosed by ' tl 1-M' A 1 !iL .J . Dign wau, jaia in cement* ad cugie wuu tjprcauDg wings, clutching a bee hive in his talons, is nounted over the gate-way?emblematical of Briglam and the church. The main entrance faces outh. The grounds are well laid out, and there is n abundance of apple, pear and peach trees, xrape vines climb the walls and hang on trelisses. At the southwest corner of the grounds is the ithing office, where a tenth part of all that is protuced in the territory passes into Brigham's hands, k few steps east of the tithing office is a threetory building, standing end to the road, large enough and long enough for a factory boarding louse. It has a steep shingled roof with ten ga>led windows on each side. On the balcony over he door is a crouching lion. This is the harem. A covered passage leads rom the ground floor to another building east, in rhich is the general business office of Brigham foung, and from which telegraph wires run te evry hamlet in the territory. Another passage leads o the private office of Brigham, back of which is lis private bed-room, where his concubines wait ipon him?Amelia to-day, Emeline to-morrow, jucy the day after. Brigham's lawfully wedded wife was Mary Ann kngell, a native of New York, the mother of five ihildreu, Joseph, or "Joe" as he is called at Salt jake, Brigham A., John, Alice and Luna. She narried the prophet while he was a young man, >efore he was a prophet, and accepted with him he revelations of Joseph Smith. She lives in a arge stone-building in the rear of his harem, drigham does not often visit her now. The number of ooncubines in the harem is not mown to the Gentile world. Ono report makes be number seventy; another gives only thirty, [t is probable that the larger number includes hose who are sealed to Brigham for eternity and lot for time. His first concubine is Lucy Decker. She is the awful wife of Isaac Seely, mother of two children; )ut Brigham could make her a queen in heaven; ind so, bidding good-bye to Isaac, she became first ioncubine, and has added eight children to the irophet's household. Her younger sister, Clara Decker, also aspired o be a heavenly queen, and became his second soncubine, and is the mother of tour children. The third is Harriet Cook, mother of one turbuent boy, who does pretty much as he pleases, and so does the mother. When in heT tantrums she loes not hesitate to send Brigham to the realm of ivil spirits. Lucy Bigelow is?said to be one of the most ladyike of all the concubines. She is of middling stature, dark brown hair, blue eyes, aquiline nose ind a pretty mouth; pleasant and affable. Miss Twiss has sandy hair, round features, blue ayes, low forehead, freckled face; but as she has jo children, is not of much account in the eyes of ihe prophet She looks after his clothes, sews buttons on his shirts, and acts the part of a housewife. Martha Bowker is another of the same sort, quiet, neat in dress, childless, and therefore of little acjount. Harriet Barney, like Lucy Decker, left her husband and three children to become a concubine, tuat she might have exaltation in heaven, but has not been honored in the harem, not having added any children to the household. Eliza Burgess is the only English woman in the harem, small of stature, black eyes, quick tempered, but mother of several children. Ellen Kockwood, daughter of the jail-keeper, is another of the unfortunate women, not having had children. Mrs. Hampton, whose first husband died at V?iimn nftupward married a man by the name of Cole, who left her at Nauvoo and went to California. Brigham, hearing of his departure, sent for the wife, who obeyed the summons and became a concubine, lived in the harem eight years, then was cast out by Brigham. She now lives at Ogden City, with her son, Nepbi Hampton. Mary Bigelow is another castaway. She lived in the harem several years; but Brigham became tired of her and sent her away. Margaret Pierce is another who, not having added to the glory of the prophet by being a mother, is of little account, though still in tho harem. Emeline Free is the "light of the harem," tall, graceful, mild, violet eyes, fair hair, inclined to curl. She was a lively young lady, and Brigham fell in love with her. Her father and mother were opposed to polygamy; but Emeline had ambitious projects, accepted Ids proposal, and became the favorite of the harem. The favor shown her brought on a row. The other concubines earned this jealousy to such, a pitch that the prophet had a private passage .constructed from h|s bed-room to Emeline's room, so that his visits to her, and hers to him, could be made without observation. She has contributed greatly to his gjory in the fW ture world hy presenting him with eight children in this. The poetess of the church is Eliza Snow, paid to be quite intellectual Zina Huntington also writes poetry and acts as a sort of governess to the numerous ohildren of the prophet Zina came to Salt Lake with her lawfully wedded husband, Dr. Jaoobe. Brigham liked her, sent the Doctor pn a missionary tour to England, took his wife into the harem, and became the spiritual father of her ohildren?made her his temporal concubine, that he might also exalt her to be a queen in heaven! The doctor returned from his mission, apostatized, and went to California, where he now resides. Amelia Partridge has added four children to the Dtonhet's household. She is df a sweet disposi tion, and is not jealous when the prophet turns his attentions to the other ooncubines. Mrs. Augusta Cobb was formerly a Bos toman, became converted to MorrooniSm eighteen years ago, left her home, and accepted a position in the harem. Mrs. Smith, a devout Mormon, wished, to-be sealed to Brigham for eternity; but the prophet did not care to make her a heavenly, queeet He sealed her to Joseph Smith for eternity, and to him for time. One "poor unfortunate," Clara Chase, became a maniac, and has gone where the wicked oease from troubling. Amelia Fblsom, a native of Portsmouth, N. H., is the mistress of the harem. She entered it on 1 the 29th of January, 1863. She is about nineteen, 1 and the prophet sixty-three. She has things pretty much her own way?private box at the theatre, ' carriage of her own, silks, -satins, a piano, parlor 1 elegantly furnished. If the prophet slights her, 1 she pays him in his own coin. < Such is the ontline of this saintly household? 1 thirty women or more, and seventy or eighty child* i ren. BRIGHAM AT THE THEATRE. 1 He owns a theatre which'ttet, it is said, $200,* i 000, and which has yielded a large revenue. It is i a well-built edifice, nearly as large as the Boston I theatre, with parquet and circle, dress circle, 1 family circle and gallery. Gentiles are consigned to the dress circle, though saints also sit there. < Climbing a narrow stairway, we find ourselves i in the dress circle, occupying a front seat, giving i us a good position to study the audience. We are not there to see the play, bat the pepple. The 1 curtain is still down and the audience are taking i their seats. The parquet is arranged with slips ! like those in a chureh. At the right hand side in 1 the parquet circle is Brigham's family pew?distinguished from all other seats by its red plush or damask upholstery. In the right hand side of the ' parquet is a rocking ehair, whioh Brig ham some- ( times occupies when he wishes to be on a familiar ' footing with the saints. The'light in the building is rather dim, gas not j having been introduced to Salt Lake, coal oil being used instead, but there is light enough for us to study the countenances of those around us. On 1 seats adjoining ours are two young girls, fresh, fair, rosy-cheeked, accompanied by a young man well 1 dressed?Gentiles, I judge, from a remark dropped J now and then. At our right hand is a woman j with a baby in her arms, three other children by < her side. Beyond her another woman with a baby and a great strapping fellow with red whiskers by 1 her side. Behind us are three roystering fel- ' lows from the mines of Montana, ogling the girls ( in the parquet They are Gentile wolves. Elder Williams cautioned the girls last Sunday to beware of those who came in sheep's clothing to lead 1 them away from the church and down to perdition. These wolves do sometimes cany off the finest 1 lambs in the fiock. Some of the girls prefer the undivided love of a hardy, good-looking young 1 Gentile to the forty or fiftieth part of a withered old apostle. Two seats distant is another baby. The mother 1 is wrinkled and careworn. We can see lines of ! care and suffering across her forehead and in her 1 sunken cheeks, as if rime had been turning deep furrows, and his ploughshare had gone down into i the subsoil and had cut the heart-strings. Not < hers alone. We see the same joyless cast of coun- 1 tenance on every female face. Artists who with i pen and pencil paint charactei^-who can read the i joys and sorrows of human life in the lines of the i human face?should come to Salt Lake City.? They would find it one vast studio?every woman i a subject. "Dead Affections" would be an appropriate title to their pictures. Stifled, rather.? i These women never have known what it is to love i : or to be loved. They know only sacrifice. They i (are slaves?in bondage to the church and the devil i at the same time. They are ground to powder be- < tween two mighty mill-stones?the upper one a i religious idea, the lower one the lewdness and . lust of hard-hearted men. Heaven and hell to- i gether are brought into action, crushing out human affections and the highest and holiest instincts of the soul. I The priests of Buddha, in China, in one of their delineations of the damned, have accurately portrayed the condition of these women of Salt Lake. But there is a man who runs the mill?the head of the church?President and Revelator?in the private box by the side of the stage. He is portly, his hair is nicely brushed. He wears a white vest, black broadcloth coat, kid gloves, puts an opera glass to his eyes, and looks over to the gallery containing us Gentiles, to see who is there. He has a broad forehead, large nose, and whiskers turning white. Ability, decision, duplicity, shrewdness, cunning?the good and bad elements of character?are plainly marked on his countenance.? Apostle Wells, a tall, thin, spare man, nearly as old as Brigham, is by his side. ! In Brigham's family circle we see two of his concubines and twenty-two of his children?all but three of them girls. One of the women is past the prime of life?plain countenance, plainly dressed. She is sad?sad when others laugh. The play is "The Somnambulist," but the comic scenes whioh set the crowd laughing brings no smile to her face. At the end of the seat is one of the favorite concubines?a woman of thirty, pale, thoughtful, with an intellectual cast of countenance, with a book in hand which she reads between the scenes. She has large lustrous eyes, dark brown hair, jewels on her fingers, and a mother-of-pearl opera glass in her hand. She is elegantly dressed?wears a costly fine cape. Did I not know that they were Brigham's concubines, I should set them down as teachers of a girls' boarding school, who had come nlo Dcoa fft nninn fPrPnintT TT4WL1 UiUU VlftOOVO W VUjv^ vuv v f -U '"jj It was a motley audience of saints, sinners and Indians. Far up in the gallery I see three of the Ute tribe, in moccasins and blankets, gazing with imperturbable gravity upon the scene. Brigham looks upon the audience most of the time, turning his attention to the stage only when something especially attractive or laughable oocura. He talks with brother Wells, takes a knife from his pocket, pores an apple, which he slowly munches. He has.the appearance of a man not well acquainted with the usages of good society, but who is well off in the world, independent of every body, and who for the remainder of hie life is,, going to take things easy and havo everythinf hie mm w?y. Corraponfanee at Ih* Chicago Tribune. OBlfBftAil Gen. Grant shows in some small preparations his ooostiousness of the great official period coming to him. fieis makiagvisitsioaMnafewcharished friends, before taking the oath and aooeptbooow brad ibd brown oolor in the body, and her coachman's cloak matches the^a^te oofoa ^?ja. Ghana*. i? now more particular, and more thoroughly civilian in his dressthaahettgasj wearier a afit ofbhek* which is "a gentleman's only steadfast hoe, and with it a stiff limn Kat tVi? \at?ar imnrmnnv liia tiAivht His manners are unchanging; and his aaooiathx? here are poly of the most trusted and worthy character. . A gentleman was relating to me some days ago Gen. Hillyer's reminiscences of Grant, and there is one that applies to the President elect Hillyer had been a stuff offioec; with the General, and he resigned after the fafi of Vicksburg, Rejoinjng Giant again for a visit after he came East, Hlllj yc accompanied him to Culpepper, where the General assnmed' command of all the armies. "Hillyer," said Grant, "I think I should ha failed in this position if I had come to it in the beginning, because I should not have had confidence enough. You see I have some ttotagh all the service, Captain, Colonel, Brigade, Bitisifin, Oocps, Army, and! am confident in myaeffww. MaUleflan's misfortune, I always believed, was in bis clearing all the grades at once and fading a wart of oonfidenee ia this grsdt aad absolute responsibility." This anecdote, whether true or not, very characteristic of Gneafc'a simple retrospections, gives us oemfortinfche higher god popular yeotnotioe he has just received, for, sinoe Culpepper, he hashed) made General and Secretary War;- his experience has inclined toward aril, administrative and political duties, from grade -to grade, conquering them as he advanced in the army. And this ism advantage he has bad, thathis promotion has been rapid as well as experimental, so that he knows all the active men and minds of the preeeht generation only?sot like Buchanan, liriag ia twe or three dead generations of statesmen and Very little in the present; but all his life is of this inoomiog lime, and he knows the materials of it probacy better than any firing American. Some days after hearing this anecdote, I met Gen. Hillyer by accident, and Grant being always i problem to me, I asked his former staff officer's solution of some points. Hillyer lived in St. Louis when Grant left his little farm, near by, to enter the firm of "Boggs & Grant, Real Estate Agents, Houses toRent " pl_ ii j i.- l.j . j i_ t v.i: rrrn >_ in mose uays ue uau a utajx, x ueueve, iu uuijcr o law office. "Was the General silent then as now?" "No. We considered him more than common- i ly talkative. So he is now; bat he won't ta)k~ft* , affect, nor before stranger* freely. This reticence , of Grant, so much made of, is partly discrimination, and partly the form of an old bmMblness he { bad when a boy. Anybody whoa he knows can hear him speak at any time. In St Loais I liked Grant He was entertaining, and I was attracted toward him by what I hardly knew at that time. Afterward I knew it to be manhood, the same that he developed in battle so well. I was in New York when I heard of bis appointment, and soon after came a telegraphic message to join his staff. I was at the Planter's House, in St Louis, on business, soon afterward, and wishingto see Grant, he rode np during the day with some of his staff officers, and they had one empty horse. 'Here, Hillyer,' said Grant 'here's your horse. The boat has been waiting for me three quarters of an hoar. Stir yourself.' 'I am not going, Grant I never entertained the notion s minute in earnest' 'Come along I I oan't listen to that Time presses.' 'Bat I have not written to my wife.' 'Well, that yon had better do. After this next action I am going into, you can oeme home?if pou don't get your head knocked off first?and fix ap year baanemL'" la brief, Hillyer found himself going down the river in ten inmates, wondering greatly whether he could stand up in action. Perhaps, in this way Grant w31 impress into his Cabinet some unwilling talent if there be any talent unwilling to go into the Cabinet. I have not seen any of this latter sort , "Did you notice any strong traits of character in Grant afterward?" "His courage and soldierly vanity hi action first struck me, and his entire willingness to fight He never talked before action as if he had any personsi forebodings, but grew more cheerful and concentrated as the time for battle approached. His indisposition to leave any position be had taken was >?nr?fiW?Wo T wrimmtw ?f Piltuhuro J1WU UIIWUiWHWMiW. * ? ?www.0 Landing that he,RawHngs, myself and some other staff officers, were in a place where the artillery of the enemy was concentrated. 'Their fire was terrible, and every instant I expected to have my head Bhot off Grant sat on horseback, staight and cheerful, as you have sometimee seen a man of a hot day go out to be rained on, rather enjoying it He kept us all in half-agony. One off oer said to me: 'Go tell the Old Man to leave here, for God's sake!' 'No! Tell him yourself He'll think me afraid, and so I am, but he shan't think so.' There we sat, the fire crossing upon us. At last one of the green members of. the staff rode up to Grant, saying: 'General, we must leave this place. It isn't necessary to stay right here. If we do, we shall all be dead in five minutes.' 'I guess that's sol' said Grant, and he rode away to our relief" "As to fear," continued Hillyer, "Grant used to say that he had seen men who said they never knew what it was, but he had never seen anybody who said it of them. Another thing that struck me with Grant was his own attempt frequently to supercede his own good luck. At Douelsou he went to Commodore Foote and begged him to run nast the rebel guns with a gunboat or two. Foote replied, saying he would be shot to pieces. Chant maintained that be would suffer no more than in an ordinary bombardment This took place before Farragut made a practical demonstration of Grant's theory. Now, if Foote had done this, the rebels would have evacuated Fort Donelson, and the battle and capture which made Grant historic would never have happened. Grant developed wonderfully in the war, and though I as a Democrat opposed his election, I had no donbt that he was the safe, strong map, worthiest to head the army. There is needed no better instance or proof to this effect than the following: I was at City Point in 1865, and sitting close by Grant I saw him break the sod of a letter. Then be smiled, good natnredGy. 'What's that, Gen. Grant?' 'A letter from Sherman. Bead it 1'. I read the letter and it said that Sherman could no longer held Atlfmta, his line:feing too long. He asked permission to deeftqy thetown and move to the sea, subsisting upon the oountry and torn to fight Hood whenever the letter par-. medium too closely. ; All this seemed brilliant ?pd soldierly to me, and I asked Grant what in it *aii himJangh. 1 fcWhy,' be said, 'I was wondering what Hood oonld find to subsist upon if he Mowed in the rtm? of Sherman.' : Thus was the General rappfring an error of genius. Sherman supposed that Hood would follow him. Giant knew thai Hood could not eat off the bameMnd devastated . country. So he sent this weed to Sherman: 'Yea have my permission to Atfaato and toasik to the sea ater yon detach SeAMdd and togotoTeanetoee. Hood willnot follow you j he will marchupon Nashville.' Now, see L. Had Sherman carried off his whole fjxee seaward, mistaking the effect of his move TT?J to-V-SIU, U Item ?.1U? lueut upon avwi) iiMuiiira www ? >? Indiana and Ohio bees invaded, an&fhe Southern Ooafsdsiuey been m aooomphshed fact" "Grant," said Hillyer, "is stern as Jnpiter. Thfiw fa no flper story oftwo stern men than Grant and George H. Thomas before the battle of Nashville. Thomas bad a dislike of being whipped, aud be Uioaatioos and sedate to the last degree till the time for decision has eome. Grant sent word to Thomas to move oat of his works and attack Hood. Thomas was not ready, and he went on deliberately with his preparations. Grant telegraphed again : "The country is excited. Attack.' Thomas was not yet quite ready. Then Grant sent John A. Logan to IrtftisvOle to be ready to take ooanrmiri andtefegmpfced again : 4If yon do not attack Hood before ?- date; I shaBbe under the painful necessityofrelieviDgyou.' Just at that time Thomas was ready, not by necessity, bat by die completion of his affairs, and the happy collusion 1 of events made the battle of Nashville an honor to bath." ; ... ' ~-y JtUXAnttl H. STEPHENS. A oomspondent of the Macon Idegrapk writes as "of a recent interview with die Hon. A. EL Stephen When I entered he was engaged in looking. 07er the papers which had arrived by msilsfew minutes before, bat kindly entered into a very pleasing conversation with me.without delay. I ventured to call bis attention to a paper which contained the article of Mr. Pollard on the flight of Mr. Davis from, Richmond, and particularly that, portion relating to himself) with an urgent request that he would allow me to publish his remarks in referenoe to it He stated that he had seen the article, and would grant my request only on condition that I would give his remarks in his own words. I then JiWn in alinvf ItaMi) so ha owilrn (MYAV. vwa mvwu iu duviv unuu ca0 uu d|a/|fV) ?hv ?w?vn "I have a.great repugnance to having my name brought before the public in each a connection, even in oocreotion of the many misrepresentations which I almost duly see in the papers; yet I assure yon that what Mr. Pollard in this article says, is without the least foundation whatever, and his information, from whatever source derived, is entirely incorrect I was here, in my own home in CrawfbrdviHe, at the time referred to. Mr Davis did not pan nearer to Crawford viBe than Baytown, some eight or nine miles distant, and I did not know that he was passing through that part of the Bt*te;until some time afterwards. 'Griswoldville,' spoken of in the article of Mr. Pollard, is at least sixty or seventy miles from my residence. However widely Mr. Davis and I may have differed upon public questions and public policy, either before or daring the days of the Confederacy, our personal and social relations were never interrupted. Our terms of intercourse were alwajB friendly. No act of incivility on the part of either of us. was ever exhibited towards the other, so far as I am aware of. In this connection I would add that it is not correct, as I here see it in the papers today stated, that I have accepted die Professorship of History and Political Science, lately created and tendered to me in the University of Georgia. The stateof my'health and existing professional, as well as other engagements, constrain me to decline it, at least for the present" - GENERAL GRANT. I asked Mr. Stephens what he thought would be the oourse of General Grant as President; and while he says but little upon public matters, his reply iaaaioUows: "All the country wants is good government For General Grant personally I entertain the highest esteem. From the first time I flrwt. met Mm at" fHfcv Point in 18B5.1 have revard ed, and still regard him as oce of the moet remarkable mea I lure ever met He possesses one of the rarest oembinaiiora of elements of oharacter of perhaps any man firing. I do not believe he will be eas^-influenced, much less controlled by any person. He will aet from the dictates of his own judgment} and what he believes to be the line of bis-duty. I regard him as s man of great generoaity and magnanimity?neither selfish nor ambition ; and I believe he meant all that the words import when he said 'Let us have Peace.1 General Grant, however, no more than any other man, can have all things as be might desire. The future of this country, therefore, is still enveloped in great onoertainly. All the patriot at the South ean do is to bear in patience the present, exercise a generous, confidence, and look hopefully for lime's development" Of . THE COUNTRY, ha said, '' With good government, there is much of 'lift in the eld land yet'" He here referred to a paper recently furnished from the Agricultural Bureau at Washington, which gives the products and the great staples of the country, Indian com and cotton, during the year 1868, and proceeded: "From this it appears that in all the States East of the Pacific slope, the entire product of own was was nine hundred millions bushels. Of this, more than one-half, to wit: five hundred and nine millions, in round numbers, was prodnoedin the thirteen Southern States; while the cotton crop, estimated at twomillion three hundred thousand bales, grown entirely in these States, at an average marto nriee. would amount to unward of two hundred and fifty millions of dollars, which will be more than one-half the foreign exports from the entire country. These figures in themselves exhibit what vital energies we possess, if properly directed under a good government" NEGRO LABOR. Mr. Stephens still retains all his former servants, both on the lot in town and on the old homestead, none of whom show any disposition to leave him. Barry Stephens, who bore his master's name long before emancipation, and filled bis present place while Mr. Stephens wm in Congress, is still the Major Domo at liberty Hall He is steward, butler and female manager of the premises. His wife and children, some of whom are nearly grown, oonetitate the other domestics of the establishment At the plantation, about two miles distant, all his former servants still remain, and cultivate the land in parcels, as tenants. In Mr. Stephens' own words, "they pay one^fourth of the products as rent. They work m well and as faithfully as ever, boi l do not dunk thai* upon an average, the ptodtMlef their labor is above one-fourth of k formerly was, which I attribute to the want of proper jn agriculture and the general management of a form." J#* Bis a singular foot that ladies who know how to preserve every thing else, can't preserve their tempers. Yet it may easily be done on the priori pie. It is only to keep the moulh of the vmd tightly doted.