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THE TRIBUNE. YOL. II.?NO. 7. BEAUFORT. S. C., JANUARY 5, 1876. $1.50 PER ANNUM. Farewell. Farewell ? Nay, uay ! unblessed I cannot leave thee Denied ; I plead against thy qneenly power, And importune, though importuning grieves , thoo? Yield mo thiB bleBsing in thia bitter hour 1 Farewell ? -Nay, nay ! I kiss thy face of enow And pallid lips that sadly say : " No, no 1" "Please let mo think," say'st thou? Think well, beloved? Think well of mo just now before I go 1 Dispel the gloom that shrouds this parting moment : Recall that word ! Take back the cruel " no!" Thy face is hid * * * Farewell! For aye I go? I stay! I hear thee softly say: "No, no!" I bathe my soul in thy sweet acquiescence, While rests my heart on pillows wondrous fair! lut) i>enu?, but) JOJT, mu nipiure OT [DO proeout Atones for &U the Borrow and the care. Oat of thy love now shall I over go? I thank thoe, Heaven?my darling answers : No!" BEAUTY AND THE BEAST. 0 "Beauty and the Beast! Minnie Stokes lor Beauty ? who'll be the Beast?" and Mrs. Lovejoy looked at the group of eager children before her for an answer. Minnie had already stepped from the ranks; and now there sprang to her side a boy some three years her senior, who said: "I will, Mrs. Jjovejoy!" "You'll do," was the laughing response. "Stand over there, both of yon;" and the young couple joined the ranks of performers, whoso position was its signed them. " What are you doing?" cried a merry voice at the door; and in a moment the new comer was the center of a group composed of all the children in the room. "Now, Lou, see li./w you'vo bothered me. I shall never get these children sorted again in the world." "But what was it?" '' My Clara is going to have a tableau party, and we arc taking the fairy tales t j illustrate. I've found parts for somo of the childron, and sent them off to that end of the room." * "Well, sort them out again; come, I'll help you;" and, catching up the book, the merry girl called name after name from those written. "Beauty and the Beast; Beauty, Minnie Stokes; Beast, Henry Wood. Oh, Fan!" she whispered, "how could, you ?" "Chose it himself, my dear, was the answer. "A good joke I call it"?and Mrs. Lovejoy took up the list again. But Lou's pitiful eyes, resting on the children, did not mirror any of her cousin's mirth. Minnie and Henry were stuniling in one of the window-niches, talking earnestly, unconscious of the soft blue eyes bent so lovingly upon them. Minnie was a beautiful child of twelve years, with brown curls and dark eyes, perfect in form and feature. Henry had the face of an angel, with the figure of a Caliban. He had been a tall, welldeveloped boy for five years of his life, when a terrible fall hod ruined his form. His snine was ininrtwl rninnn# till Kn was almost humpbacked; his^iip was crooked, causing him to limp; and the whole figure was twisted out of shape and almost the semblance of humanity. The face was lovely, blonde, waving hair, large blue eyes, delicate features, and an expression of perfect good humor were its leading points of beauty. Minnie, the pet of the whole town of Fair water, was the warmest champion ami friend of the crippled child of the . , clergy map, the Rev. Godfrey Wood. She was the pnly one that knew how false was the content the unselfish boy ?rof eased to his sorrowing friends, he alone knew how every jest he made upon his own deformity was a sword thrust to his sensitive spirit ; and now, as they stood in the window, she was pleading with him to relinquish the part he had chosen. But he was obstinate ; the character would keep him at her side, and he determined to take it. At last all were provided, and the rehearsals and dresses were the main business of all the little folks who were counted in Mrs. Clara Lovejoy's cirole of friends. The birthday party was a oomplete success. jn ever nad Minnie looked lovelier than when she knelt over the expiring beast, whose false head and shaggy-coated figure her tender little heart longed to hide from the curious eyes looking at them. As is often the case, the names of the performers clung to them ; and for many weeks Minnie's heart swelled painfully at hearing Henry called Beauty s Beast; but at last the tableaux and names faded away in new interests among the young folks of Fairwater. Years glided by, and Henry Wood wiih oraaineu. no niui louowea in nis father's footsteps; and Fairwater was waiting to hear his first sermon before he left them for the home and duties to which he had been appointed. Minnie, an'heiress and a belle, beautiful beyond "even the promise of her childhood, was most anxious to hear the first offort of her old friend. Years of studv and hamble seeking for the will of the Master he had chosen, had set their seal upon the pure, spiritual faoe of the young clergyman ; and, as he stood up to face the friends of his life, there was a hushed awe went around the ohurch. The full, white robes and hood oonoealed the misshapen figure, and only the fair faoe spoke to them of the boy they had watched grow frem childhood to youthful manhood. * Slowly they dispersed, each wondering at the eloquence and piety of the young devotee ; and the next day Henry Wood went out from amongst them on his Master's service. In one of the largest houses in Fairwater, Minnie Stokes sat, reading a love letter. Her rich beauty was fully developed, and every decoration wealth oould give was at her command. From the jeweled band that held her clustering curls to the dainty slipper that covered her tiny foot, her dress was exqnisite and costly. She had been dressing for a large partywhen the letter was brought to her. With it was a bouquet, which she was implored to carry, if the answer to the suit was a favorable one. She was offered all that had constituted her world. Her suitor had wealth, talent and manly beauty ; he adored her, could match her in worldly position, and give her a home as luxurious as the one she had lived in from childhood. " I wonder if I care for him," she said, letting the letter lie open before her. "I have not thought much of love. My life has been useless and aimless ; and now when I was thinking I might be better?when Henry had made me think?here is a new life of ease and luxury offered me. I wonder if I care enough for Sir Rudolph Haines to be ins wile * lie is very Handsome, very devoted ; and every winter, when I have been at Aunt Jane's, he has made the time pass very pleasantly. I did not think he would follow me here to my ?uiet country home. I am very happy ; was going to try to be very good?and somehow this letter perplexes me." You will see that she was not very muoh in love with the writer, yet he had been a pleasant companion in her gay London winters. " I am to carry this bouquet, if I love him I" she mused. For nearly an heur she sat over tho letter thinking deeply; then she rose, took the bouquet in her hand, and deliberately thrust the flowers into the fire, much to her maid's consternation. Sir Rudolph Haines felt a keen pang when he saw Minnie saunter into the brilliant drawing-room, leaning on her father's arm, empty handed; but he was | not a man to drop after firing one s^ot; and to Minnie's surprise, he was as de- , voted as ever. It was an odd life the young girl led after this evening. She was in constant correspondence with Henry, and held fast to her resolve to be good; but while every letter spurred her on to higher aims and new efforts, every interviow with Sir Rudolph drew her back to the gay world again. Mr. Godfrey Wood died, and his son was appointed to Fairwator. For one year he had been absent, and there was nnf a in V* J a nnn i An "V V H UUU1 u IU uio uvugtugaviv/u kfUV J U1U a pang, as he appeared on the first Sun- 1 day after his return. The pallid faoe, 1 hollow eyes, and weary droop of the mouth told a tale of illness and suffering that went to every heart there. As he < proceeded, the color came slowly back i to his hollow oheeks, and the fire to his eyes; while his stirring words of exhor- < tation told of a spirit unquenched by i physical suffering, a mind devoted to < one cause and one work. With pitying eyes the oongregation watched the drooping figure of their beloved pastor as it daily grew weaker ; while over Minnie's bright life a pall 1 seemed suddenly to fall. Die 1 Everybody spoke of his death j as a certain and not far-distant event. Die 1 Her friend, her counselor, her : guide to every pure and holy aspiration of her life! She turned sick over the possibility; and then, sparing herself no 1 maiden pang, she read her own heart truly. He had never spoken to her of love, never given her more than a friend's interest* and nlin Irnew flint Tin. asked and nnsonght, she had given the deformed minister the love Sir Rudolph Haines vainly sought to win. Poor, deformed and siokly, he had won what her handsome suitor would have given all his wealth to gain. It was late one summer afternoon, and Minnie was dreaming away the twilight in her own room when she saw a figure in deep mourning ooming slowly up the garden walk. It was no new sight; for ] the old minister's widow, Henry's mother, was a frequent and welcome visitor , at Mr. Stokes' house. Everybody was . out, and Minnie escorted the old lady to her own room, took off her bonnet, found her the easiest chair and then sat | down on a stool at her feet for a long chat. Motherless herself, the young girl was very fond of Henry's only sur- 1 viving parent. 1 " Minnie," said the old lady, stroking back the clustering curls, and looking < into the fair face raised to her's, "I ] have oome to make a strange request to- 1 day. I want you to go away to your Aunt Jane's until after you are mar- , ried." I 11 I"!*-* onratr f \favrin^ ! " nrinrl flio < - "J ' ? ' tonished girl. "Yon are engaged to Sir Rndolph Haines, are yon not? Yon will be his wife soon ?" "Never!" " I was mistaken, then. Still, I implore yon, take yonr lovely faoe, for a time, from Fairwater. Perhaps, after a while?Oh! Minnie, Minnie, spare me my only son!" "Tell me what yon mean? Qniek ! Tell me?" " Do yon not see how he loves yon ? Do yon not see that he is dying of hopeless love I" "He never told me"? " No, no ; how oonld he ? He, the dwarfed, deformed, poor parson ; while ?? yon ? " I, so nnworthy of his noble heart, his holy affection I ' " Minnie, Minnie, do not mook me I" and the aged hands grew tremnlons. " Mother 1" Bhe whispered; "may J call you mother?" * * * * # 1 "Well," said Mrs. Lovejoy, as she took off her bonnet, " I never expeotod to see Henry Wood look as he did this morning when he stood at the altar witl Minnie. He is a new man; and she looked lovely !" Ho is horribly deformed, thongh; so, after all, as it was years ago, she is still Beauty to his "? " Hush, cousin," and Lou's soft hand stopped the word on Mrs. Lovejoy'( lips. " Sho has chosen well." Bat the merry laagh, long stilled, rang out at the parsonage as Henry said, caressing his wife's curls : " You know, Beauty, the Beast was dying when the fair lady promised to marry him. Unfortunately the promise has wrought nc transformation to-day." Tenderly the little hand fell on the disfiguring hump as Minnie whispered : "My dear husband, has not God made a perfect soul even in this poor body! Ah, my darling, believe me, no beauty could be, to me, so lovely as tho holy life I have seen led by one tried in the furnace of affliction as you have been." And so the sorry jest passed by, and the minister's wife followed humbly in the paths her husband trod in his Master's service. Fashion Notes. A very elegant overskirt can be arranged by any lady having a black lace shawl, thus: Line the shawl with fine white organdie muslin, edged with n knifo plaiting of the same. A garland of flowers may be placed drooping in the front, caught up at the side, entwined in the loopings of the back, and trailing down the skirt. Deep apron-fronts, with widely varying backs, are very stylish for heavy fabrics. One such design has a back of cross-wise puffs, completed by showy loops of double silk. Side platings of silk, four inches deep, with a braid trimming abovo, supply the garniture. The nowest demi-train skirt is the " Lucerna." This is made with the cverskirt fastened upon it, there bv saving the trouble, and oftentimes much annoyance, in looping and arranging an overdross. It is exceedingly graceful when made of cashmero and silk, notwithstanding it can bo made in all dress materials. The plainest, yet a superb dress, is of heavy Vwhite satin en train. Corsage out low, and, with the elbow-sleeves, was finished with point de Alencon. A scarf overdress of crepe lisse is embroidered with straw braid and gold and silver Marguerites. This dress will soon be displayed at a wedding reception by the bride's sister. For the same occasion, a dress of white silk, trimmed with smirals of nr?r?? linnA nnrl l'vr laaiwg with pansies, is being finished. Handsome passementeries in fern leaf designs are used in trimming velvets, in addition to heavy silk fringe. Fancy lace in two new styles is introduced for trimmings upon full dress toilets. The black lace, in the piece, is embroidered with bright yellow straw, and the other is a Spanish blonde, wrought here and there with silvor. Both are effective. Something entirelynew in handkerchiefs ore in fine linen, with a hemstitched lace work. They are very handsome, but expensive. Those with a border less fhan an inch in width are four dollars each. The latest novelty in millinery iB the sealskin bonnet in the Eugenie, and one or two other shapes. These have no trimming except a small tuft of ostrich tips, matching the seal in color. They are very rich looking and lady-like*, while they form an admirable c^npletion to the sealskin set. Dark face trimming for light felt hats is decidedly in favor, .as in most cases it is more becoming to the wearer. Thoughts for Saturday Night. If a man be only true to himself it will bo very difficult for others to overreach him. The most dangerous of all flattery is bhe very common kind that we bestow upon ourselves. Altlinncrli lnvn in blinrl it 1m* fettered ; it lias enslaved thousands, bat won't be enslaved itself. Yirtne and vice are so adroitly mingled in some constitutions that the man himself can't tell which is which. Don't be disoouraged if your children don't prove to be young miracles ; plants of the slowest growth bear fruit the latest. Honesty and happiness seem to be ilike in this particular?those who have bhe most of either seem to make the least fuss about it. Virtue seems to thrive the beston poor soil; where the ground is very rich, if it iin't well hoed, there is sure to be two weeds to one blade of oorn. It is often hard to distinguish between praise and flattery; the one may be Honest, tne otlier never is. Honest praise will strengthen any man, bat flattery will weaken anything exoept a mule. What persons are by starts thev are by nature. Ton see them, at such times, off their guard. Habit may restrain vice, and virtue may be obscured by passion, but intervals best discover the man. You cannot live without exerting influence. The doors of your soul are open on others, and theirs on you. You inhabit a house whioh is well nijgh transparent ; and what yau are within you ire ever showing yourself to be without. f [ POPPING THE QUESTION. A Few Aaecdotea Relating bow It la Done. * An English review has an article which ( it calls "Proposals," meaning prot posals for marriage. Some of the vari( ous methods of " popping the question" are very good. As an instance of j the serious method is the following : An Irish girl, who was very anxious ^ that her scatterbrainod brother should ( not be refused by the demure young Englishwoman with whom he had fallen desperately in love, implored him to try to propose with the seriousness becoming the occasion. He vowed solemnly that he would behave as if he were acting as chief mourner at his father's fuDeral. The demure young lady, in 1 imitation of many of her countrywomen, graciously accepted her wild Irish I lover. She, however, confided to her " bosom-friend that Edmund had pro| posed in rather an odd way. He had taken her after church to see the family ' vault, and had there, in a sepulchral voice, asked her if she would like to lay ! her bones beside his bones. This he evidently thought was a proper way to fulfill the promise made to his sister of treatiug the matter with becoming seriousness . When a man says to a girl, with whom ho has waltzed several times, that, if ever he becomes a Benedict, he hopes his wife will exactly resemble her and i dress precisely as she does, if the girl > answers : " You must ask papa," there i may reasonably be a difference of opin. ion as to whether the pretty speech can I be twisted into a proposal or not. > When, however, a shy man, having got I his mother to plead his cause, says to ' the beloved one, with a tremulous grasp : " Won't you do the thing my mother asked you ?" there is no doubt that, to all intents and proposes, he has asked her to bo his wife. More than one proposal has been made by under scoring the lines in a marriage-service : "Wilt thou have this man to be thy wedded husband ?" and passing the book and pencil during the sermon to the adored one. It sometimes comes back with a faint but still visible stroke under "I will." A bold and audacious method is illustrated by the subjoined : The officer whose leave had nearly expired without his having been able to bring a pretty little coquette to the point of acknowledging that sho cared fdvtlim even a little, wee bit, was not 1 unwiso to take her, ostensibly for the pnrpose of sketching, to the top of the church tower, to lock the staircase door, put the key in bis pocket, and vow that, if she did not promise solemnly to marry him within a month, he would throw himself off the parapet before her eyes, key and all. How he choose time and place is well illustrated by the following : A young parson traveling in Palestine, and asked to join a pleasant party, among whose numbers he found a notable heiress of passionate piety, did well to restrain the expression of the ardor of his affection until he found himself lying at her feet on the Blopes of the Mount of Olives, looking toward Jerusalem. Scarcely any girl with a spark or religion or poetry in her composition could have said " no." to a white tie and a pair of handsome brown eyes under such well-chosen circumstances. Henry Wilson's Will. The lato Vice-President Wilson has left a will which is in his own handwriting, and is dated April. 21, 1874. By it ho bequeathed his entire estate, real and personal, to his nephew, Dr. Wm. L. Coolidge, in trust for the support of his mother-in-law, Mrs. Mary Howe, now in her ninetieth year, and for the education and support of his adopted daughter Eva, a little girl of ten summers, and for other minor and designated purposes. Trusting it all, as he expresses it, to the "friendship, discretion and sonse of right" of Mr. Coolidge. He also constitutes Mr. Coolidge his executor, directing that no bonds be required of him, either as exeoutor or trustee. Col. William Nutt, Ira B. Forbest, Esq., and Gapt. E. H. Brigham were the attesting witnesses. The selection of Mr. Wilson's uiu^rttpuor 1a ymt i-o u? uousiuoreu, uui in regard to the completion and carrying through the press of the third and last volume of his "History of the Rise and Fall of the Slave Power in America," left nearly completed, it is expected that it will be attended to by the Rev. Samuel Hunt, a life-long friend and associate, his former pastor, for seven years ins private secretary, and who, more than all others, has assisted him in the preparation of the work. No Presents. There are two residents of Detroit who won't get any Santa Glaus gifts in their stockings. They live on Adams avenue, husband and wife. She had the front steps washed the other night while he was down town, and when he returned home and rushed for the door in his usual vigorous style he rushed on his head. As he was falling around his wife opened the door and inquired : " What made you fall down, Peter t" He pitched against the door in his efforts to stand up, and answered : " Don't you know anything, you nnmbhead you ?" " What is it?ice?" she asked. " Ton don't snppose I'd fall down on sand, do you !" ho shouted. " I was going to put something in your stocking but now I wont!" "Well, keep your brass jewelry then," she spunkily replied. " And keep your old calioo dressinggowns!" It is sad to see folks living this way. An Incident of the Late War. An old man was the story toller. He was a blacksmith in one of our New England villages. He sat down on the ( only chair in the little dingy shop where he had hammered for more than fifty years, and offered me a seat on the end of a rude bench. He wiuod it carefully with. his apron, and told me to La " comt'ble. I acoepted the hospitality. He took a pictme from bis pocket. " Wa-al, I s'pose you Boston folks enjoyed the Centennial, an' I raythe.guess them Southern fell. ?s did. Now, I thar's that pictur. I've got two boys ; ' 1 one out in Colorady, and t'other's down in Tennessee. Both on 'em fit, but I ft tell ye, sir, they didn't fight together. t< That's where it hurt me. But I'll tell ye Buthing that didn't hurt, an' I wish j my Tennessee boy'd a been here when ft the Centennial was a celebrating, He was a loo tenant, my boy was, an' one day they gave him some prisoners to ^ ume euro 01?Home i> ormom Doys tuat *" ud a died afore they'd a whimpered. Au' they told him to march them off ii somewhere?I don't know where, bnt it o was a long way off to the rear, flfty or a hundred mile or so. An' my boy garo fl his men rashons before they started. << He gave each one on 'em an ear o' raw corn; an' he gave each o' the prisoners the same thing. That's all they had ^ then, an' they all began to eat it. An' j( pretty soon they got done, an' my boy ne saw one prisoner's ear o' oorn on the , ground, an' he went up to him, an' he J* said, sez he : Why don't you eat ?' " An' the gritty feller sed, sez he : * 1 a can't ; both my arms are broken.' An' ^ I toll ye, sir, my boy took that ere poor feller, an' walked him off to the surgeon S an' had him fixed np, an' he sent a man &< for a clean ear o' oorn, and he fed him n himself. And bimeby they was already d to go. " An' now I tell ye, sir, I'm going to h toll ye the other part. An' it jest made a me ten years younger the day I seed it. d You know when the war was over my o< boy come home. We writ him a letter, an he trotted right along, like the old a prodigal. An' one day he was a setting g] on that seat whar you're a setting now, y an' a man come in from way up in ^ Hampshire. Sumthing was wrong about LLo waggin ; an' he was talking, when, . all of a suddint, he stops and he looks at my boy like all a'mighty. An' then he e sez, sez he to my boy : You don't know me?' An'my boy sez, sez he: 'No, I don't.' An' he sez, sez he : * Do you remember once you had a prisoner down I thar in Tennessee, an' von took cenr? 1< care of him, and fed him, eause both of ^ his arms was broken f' An' my boy sez, E sez ho : * Yes, I remember.' An t other sez : ' Well, I'm that man, an' should 'a e; known you if I hadn't seen you till g Judgment Day.' An'I tell ye, air, he tl put his arms right around my boy, an' v< kissed him right afore my eyes. An' I fa tell ye, sir, wo didn't let him go off that day, wo didn't; an' I tell ye, sir, I wish 0I my boy could a'been here at the Oen- ^ tennial, 'cause that's the kind of a boy ^ he was, sir, if he did fight on the wrong ^ side." W Boiling Down in Victoria. p A Melbourne paper gives a descrip- in tiou of an extensive boilirg-down esta b- In lishment, which may not be uninterest- t-t ing : The sheop are collected in the li| yards, and then killed and taken into the shed attached to the dip ; they are ft then skinned and cleaned, and hung up w till the vat is ready to receivo them, jj As soon as the vat is to be filled with p the sheep, a number of hands are employed into chopping them into tnree or four pieces and tnen throwing them into it. The vat is eleven feet high and tapers towards the bottom. The taper- . ing avoids the necessity of packing the 01 carcasses, as the pressure above always m causes them to be close, and as they fall & to the bottom, when steam is applied, room is left for the fat to swim on tho P4 top. Steam is conveved from a fortv Ui horse power engine in an adjacent shed. The vat is capable of holding 300 or 400 te animals, and 1,000 of these are stewed sc in forty-eight hours. There are abont ^ thirty hands employed. When the fat f* has been extracted, it is allowed to flow tL out of the taps plaoed in the side of the fo vat so that it may pass into 500 gallon &1 coolers. The gravy runs from a tap in ol the bottom of the vat into the reservoir prepared for it, and is afterwards given to pigs. All the bones and shreds of meat are carted away. B Health of Towns. [j In a paper read before the Cologne it engineers' association attention has been tt drawn to the fact that in towns like 0< Qlasgow, Brussels, etc., situated in w hilly districts, the best end of town in B usually on higher ground than the g] poorer quarters, and yet that poisoning si from sewer gas may, under oertain oon- N ditions, affect the former and not the pi latter. The chief of these conditions tr will be the weight of the atmosphere. G When the barometer sinks, the water ul Mais in the closets of the hi^h-lying end gi of the town become ineffective, and sew- bi age gas thus finds its way in. The only rt plan to insnre safety is to ventilate the bl sower by a pipe leading to at least the oi height of the roof of the house. SI w> Handling Newspapers. J* The world has got on so fast, and there d< is so much genius, that not one man in re a thousand now folds a newspaper when cl he is done with it, and he is considered at no statesman who doesn't leave it spread gl out ten or fifteen feet from the place ai where he picked it up. The less right a oc man has to a paper, the more he is ex- fo pected to misplaoe and rumple it, or lay la it on the edge of something from which lit it may fall on the floor. se Good-bye. Sweet ia childhood--childhood's over, Kim and part. ' Sweet is youth ; but youth's a rover? Bo's my he$rt. Sweet is rest; but by all showing Toll is mgh. We must go. Alas ! the goiug Say "Good-bye." Items of Interest. > v The man who would like to see you? Che blind man. .Twenty-five pislers of charity banished 4 rom Germany have settled at Washing- ' >n, lewa. S ^ There is a town in Indiana named 'ossumglorv, and one in Arkansas named 'operville. Uncle Sam still has left one billion one undred and fifty-four million acres of md, such Q3 it is. Lovers should be oarefnl how they act 1 the conntry, for potatoes have eyes, orn has ears and bean stalk. Teacher?' What is the definition of irta^ion ?" Intelligent young pnpil? ' It is attention withont intention. A Detroit woman oonld think of hnt wenty-nina different ingredients to put lto a mince pie, and she wept at the iea of losing her powers of memory. The Chinese never dun a debtor; but on't go to China on that aooount. If * le money isn't .paid when due off oomes a ear to remind him of the error of his ays. We can't all be President of the United tates, bat any oue of us can throw dies on the ioy spots and help human ature along unruffled by a sudden sit own. The supreme oonrt of Indiana has eld that the stockholders in private lanufaoturing corporations are not inividually liable for the debts of the xporation " John," said a fond wife, enthusiastiilly pointing out to her husband a little hop, " when you die I'm going to take le insurance and buy that little place ad set up millinery. The Marquis de Oonti reoentlwpfell ead while kissing a countess. It's an roeptional cast, however, and there is no se in getting frightened about it. (ring on your oountesses. She was a Russian girl. He was a loss inn medical student. She fell in >ve with him. He<did not fall in love itli her. She asked him to marry her. [e refused. She shot him. He died. " Have you any nioe fresh farmer's jgs ?" inquired a precise old lady at a rooery store. "No, ma'am," replied le practical olerk. " but we have some Bry good hen's eggs." She took three to 7A bachelor returning from a ball, in a owdod coach, declared with a groan .-X 1- _ 1 J X XI -11 V ? 1 1 mil xih una apt me Biigoiesi oojecuou > " rings on his fingers," bnt he had a Obt unequivocal aversion to " belles on ir toes." San Francisco papers call upon the oli e to put a stop to opium smokig id that city, "which is carrying mndreds of intelligent people to an irly grave." Pass around the " intelgent " person who uses opium. This season the elements are having ill swing around the circle. Storms id floods in France, Switzerland, and aly caused heavy damagee last month, ans alone had one hundred and sixty umneys blown down, and some of her reets dampened by the Seine. Every recruit for the British army has spend four hours in gymnastio exerses each day daring the first three onths of his service. The various rmnasiums provided for this purpose f the government are fitted with all the immon athlotio appliances and skilled structors. An analysis of one hundred and nineen separate samples of ale and porter ild over the counter by publioans in vrions parts of London shows such a aroantage of aloohol that it is ob vious iat a person who drinks two quarts of iurpenny ale or porter oonsnmee more oohol than is contained in half a pint f brandy or whisky. A. T. Stewart's City. The New Tork correspondent of the oaton Journal writes: Stewart is nilding nn Garden Oity on a system iat will require ten years to oomplete He has drawn a legal instrument iat requires an expenditure of $1,000,X) a year whether he lives or dies. He on'tsell any property on the place, [e leases the houses at a low rent, and ires all tenants a pass over his road for x months. He owns the railroad from ew Tork to his plaoe, and has iust oomleted arrangements for a lightning ain, running from Hunter's Point to arden City twioe a day in twenty mintes. He has built twenty miles of eleint roadway. His hotel is a handsome rick edifice, open the year round and in at his expense. The stables are looks away and are connected with the UnA Kv nn rtn * 1 Arcrrrm n r\ UlAtmnh tewart is changing his dwellings from ood to brick, and has erected a brickird on his own plaoe to furnish the ipply. The millionaire owner of Garni City cen manage everything bat ligion. He would pnt np a oostly inroh if the people were agreed. 8tewt is a ohnrohman, and be would be ad to see an elegant Episcopal church id rectory, with the appointments all implete. He can keep out dissenters >r the present, because he will sell no nd; bnt the moment there is a ohanoe ttle chapels will arise and the various ?ts be represented.