Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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/ y i Tbe Old-Paabioned Hoiue. Of nil the tetkUsr and ooinforUble thine* 2., ? ow *0*1 than iwaat memory brines, niiere h nothing dearer that love recalls Thun the old-fashioned bouse with its white- r washed walls. Nf>< a mansion to-day, though a marvel of urtj , Cuu ever usurp Its place is my heart. mj ’ ®®tpllest prayers were said, Aud i piept at nigbt 1q atruodie-bad. o?™™* r * achln S from feet to chin, uy a mother s hand tucked g<mtiv h. And a good-night kiss on my Q, Earth holds no such blessli 1 do such blessing nowl The garden was fragrant In flower-beds where marigolds lifted their velvet heads, ^nd warmed by sunshine, refreshed by dew, j no bacbeloivbutton and touch-me-not grew. In the river, that curved like a shepherd's the river, crook. Wtj flsbed for minnows with bent pln-hooke Or with little bare feet oft waded through, Aud bravely paddled our own canoe. *Twaa a home of welcome no one oould doubt, nboec latch-«trlng hung Invitingly out, <t/u7. ID w, njr , a Granger aupped at 1U board While Waging logs In the chimney roared. O. this Is an age of reform end change, And thlnge esthetic, modern, and strange— Improvements that savor of silver and gold— Are superseding the cherished aud old. But I turn from palace built for show, W 1th Mansard roof, ami stories below Of frescoed, calcfralned, dadoed holla To the old-fashioned house with Its white washed walls. —Boston Budget. A YANKEE SCHOOL TEACH- eh in Utah. Lohigh is a little town a few miles south of Salt Lake City. I reached it late one cold Friday afternoon in De cember, and when 1 alighted at tho station asked a small boy who was standing near if ho would direct me to the hotel. "Hotel! There ain’t no hotel in this town.” "Y\ here de people go who want to stop in I/ebigh over night?” ‘•rhey go to the Bishop’s house over there. ’ ’ The Bishop's house! A Mormon Bishop, and 1 a Yankee school teacher sent out as a missionary from the Epis copal church! But there was no help for it, as I must have shelter for tho night; so I crossed tho road and knocked boldly at the door. It was opened by the Bishop’s wife, a tall, thin, careworn woman, who eyed me sharply. "Can 1 stay hero all night?" I asked; "I have just come to lyohigh on tho tram.” "Who be yo«?” 1 told her my name, ami added that I had lived part of my life in Louisiana, that portion of our country being less obnoxious to these people than the Eastern States. "Be yeu a Gentile?” sue inquired, after another sharp look at me. "1 am not n Jew, that's certain," 1 said laughingly, "So 1 suppose 1 must be a Gentile." "The Bishop don’t allow Gentiles in this town. They never set foot hero. But you can como m if you want la” I was surprised at the end of her sen tence, which boro no resemblance to the beginning, and gladly accepted the rather equivocal invitation. The room which I entered was small and poor, used for parlor, diDiag-roon and general sitting-room. In the apart ment beyond 1 heard the click of a sew ing-machine and the sound of girl’s TOicea "What d’ye come to Lehigh for?” lira Evans inquired, still eyeing me with immense curiosity. *‘1 came here to open a school,” I saUL "A school! What sort of a school?" "A school for all the boys and girls that want to come. Haven't you daughters that you would like to sena?” She ignored tho last question and faced me with her arms akimba "What be you going to charge?” "Nothing. ••Nothing! That’s a queer way to keep a school. Guttia you’ll get tired ef it soon enough.” A long pause followed, during which •be seemed to be studying me and owing more and more perplexed. E i last she shot at me this oueation: "Be you a l > resbyterian?’ , •No. W A Methody?" "Na" She turned around abruptly and IT 1J flung open the door of the next room, f where I had heard the sewing maohim. "Girls, come eut here. r Here’s a roman, an’ she's young an' she’s wola* o keep a school, an’ you cau all go, .u* she ain’t a Presbyterian or a * letbody!” It is impossible to express the vigor of her tones as she announced these separate facts, each one seeming equal ly surprising to her. The girls crowded around me—such a number of them! •^Are all these your daughter*?” 1 Inquired, though 1 felt that it oould not bn possible. “Pb, ao» They are Matilda's, nnd Janu'fl, and Loreny and Martha Ann’a” "And who is Matilda, and Jane, and Lordny and Martha Ann?” " •'The Bishop’s families,” and she set bar Moth hard and turned away fr6m I found afterward that no first wife (jf • Mormon ever speaks of the other fltoaann who are "sealed” to her hus wives.” They ere alwayfl * J notieed n small organ in the book tHuidittg opposite to the sewing m **Db you play?” I asked. “ nil ebook their heeds rather learned that the organ was grdat aq^ajrfil toystei-p It ito the Base some months bo* is Bishop fit part pay- lelndebt There was a maa at they told me, who a. JEvidenUy *1 r • a* I laughed as 1 told them I knew good many. "Vever counted 'em?” "No; 1 never counted tbera.” The man at the station, they in formed me, only knew six. It was plain that my musical reputation was already far ahead of that acquired by the mau at the station. When 1 went to bed that night the Bishop had not retaruod. As 1 ap proached the dining-room tho next morning 1 heard" a gruff bass voice growling, with a jerk on each word, "Put her out! put her out!” 1 naturally supposed some sort of wild animat i.ad entered the house, aud hesitated mi in stant before opening the door. "A Gentile woman—all night—in thu house! A Gontile woman! You put her out! Put her out!” I opened the door theu nnd walked into the little room. The Bishop stood in the middle of it, in a nortcct fury. "Good morning, sir, 1 oaid, as pleasantly as I could. "You’re a Gentile woman!” ho growled, in response to my salutation. "I laid out this town of l^ilugh just thirty-four years ago, and you’re the first Gentile woman who ever got into ill" "Well”, I said, as I took tv chair and seated myself comfortably, "that is quite an interesting circumstance. I’m sure I'm proud of the honor of being the first. I appreciate it.” "You’vc got to go,” ho growled, in the same jerky tone in which ho bad said "Put her out! Put her out!” "Oh, no,” 1 said; “1’vo come to' stay. It is all tho more necessary fori me to stay if 1 urn the only ouc, but 11 assure you. Bishop Evans, there are plenty more who will come after xrte.” Ho looked as if ho wore going to strike mo. I have no doubt but lhat he would have doue so if he hail dared. But one’s life is safe enough in Utah. The killing days have gone by, and tho Mormons know it. They are afraid of our Government interfering when they shed blood. The Bishop simply glared with a fesocious look and clinched hands, then strode out of the house, ! riving tho door a terrific bang behind him. Mrs. Evans was nearly frightened out of her wits. "There’s a train from Lehigh at 11 o’clock,” she began, when I interrup ted her. "I didn’t come to Ixthigh at 5 o’clock Friday afternoon,” 1 said, "to leave it on Saturday morning. 1 have come to stay, my dear madam, as I told your husband.” That day I attempted to Cud a hoard ing-place, the attempt consisting in walking from house to house, knocking at tho door and asking for a room of some sort, not being particular as to size, location or furnishing. Thu doors were invariably slammed in tuy face, though in many cases the slamming process was preceded by the question, which after a while became ludicrous enough to me, "Be you a Presby terian?" That I was a Gentile seemed somehow obvious enough. Not getting a boarding-house, I bought a house—a poor little affair of four rooms—and, though Saturday aft ernoon was not a very favorable time for setting ap housekeeping, 1 managed to pet my trunks, boxes and some pro visions into it,binding that burned and unsatisfactory operation preferable to returning to the Bishop’s house for the night, even if he had not carried into execution his threat to "put her out.” Sunday morning brought divers of his “families” to visit me in my new abode—Matilda, -Jane, Loreny and Martha Ann all had their representa tives under my roof. "Can you sing us a tune ont of your own head?” one of the girls asked. 1 sang a few lines for her, then said: "Wonldn't you like to get a lot of your voung friends in Lehigh to come aud have a good sing this afternoon? I have plenty of books in a big box, and I’ll teach you.” "All the young folks in Lehigh?” "Yes; just as many as you can get” "Oh, my! They'll all come!” I never mentioned tho words Sunday- school, but that is tho way I began one, the first in all the thirty-four-years in Lehigh. My aay-school grew slowly sod through bitter opposition. I had fur nished two of my little rooms with the appliances sent from tho East, and enough wonder and curiosity was ex cited by them to keep some of the chil dren in daily attendance. But their greatest wonder was about my religion. They became convinced at last that I was not a Presbyterian, but what 1 was remained a mystery. One day a girl said to mo in an insinu ating manner: "Teacher, you ain’t a Presbyterian or a Mathody, and 1 can’t thi&k what you be. Don’t folks have any religion where you come from?” 1 answered; "Oh, yes, a very beau tiful religion. I was writing some of it this morning on the blackboard,” as indeed I had done, aud 1 turned the board that she might read these words from Ephesians: "Lot aU bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and evil speaking be pot away from you, with all malice. And be ye kind one to another; even as God, for Christ’s sake, has forgiven yon.” God was not an unknown word to the Mormon children, for they are taught that every Bishop becomes a god in reward for faithful service, and I was not surprised at the girl’s next a uestion> "Is your God a smarter man inn Brigham lonng?” They seemed profoundly impressed when I read to them that God made the mountains "Brigham Young couldn't do that,” was one of the comments. "Did your God make the qjouBtains round here, teacher? I shouldn’t think He oould make them if he liven way off in the Siatns” One of the boys brought an several packages of books from tho poet office, and confidentially informed flbaae of Us playmates that "God was a raal good bead of toachtr’a. and lf«M. la ikft moiintilns la sat her bodks tkangh the Though aU the Monos* whipped mo- ati l I’d rather have a beating than j*tny halt u from school.” Bishop Evaus tutvatotird to disinherit one of his grandchildren if she persist ed in going t<> the Gentile school Tite message reached her in the street She stood still for a moment looking thoughtful, then Mith a suddeu loss of the head ahe said: "You tell grandpa that he isn’t very rich, aud there’s 166 grandchildren besides me, and I’d rather have an education than tuy shkre of the proper!).” One niglit the people turned out and •tuiii'd my hoii»u--l hail o.'len won dered why they didn't hum n down over my head. 1 certainly thought that they wouid demolish it, Out 1 lay perfectly still until ufier a while 1 could hear their speculations as to whether I was inside, and if so, how 1 could sleep through such a commotion. The next day one of my scholars said to rue: • Didn’t the stones wake you up, teacher?” "Oh, yes,” I answered; “they made a good deal of noise.” She gazed at me in astonishment. "VY'asn't yon—scared?” "Scared! No. 1 never thought of being scared.” "YY’hy wasn’t you?” "Because I was warm and comfort able in bed inside, and they were out in the cold and snow working hard, and 1 was pretty sure they would get tired after a while.”—iioston Trun- ncriyL Younir Navigator*. As I approached Mauikuagon Point, opposite the rod light-ship, warning vessels off that dangerous shoal. 1 saw a very small boat standing in from the open sea. so far off that it seemed as if it must have come up out of thu sea, and did not appreciate the dan^urs about it. As we both approached llio beach, 1 saw that it contained a man and two children—a bnglit-c)*d boy about eight yours old aud a girl shout ten. The man jumped from the now into tho surf, and pushed the boat off, while directing the little boy ut the stem in a gruff, sea-worn voice: "llcavo away, lad: get your oar over to starboard, or she'll sw ng around. Now, Mary, shove her head over- hurry up! don’t you sue that heavy swell? Hold hard! Now gel her in ad about, quick as you can. That’s it. Haul in your sheet.” And at last those little mites were standing oat to sen again, and settling themselves down in the stern-sheets as composed ly as they might sit down on a door- •UL "YY’hcro on earth, sir, are your chil dren going, a!on», and on this stormy ceastr YY’ill you ever tee them again?” "O yes, sir,” he replied, smiliu they are used to a boat; they are U lug some seals I have just brought in from the nets down to the next bay; it's only a few miles. We don't think much about such dangers; but we are perhaps a little too venturesome some times. One of my friends on Anti costi sent his two boys to take the boat across the mouth of their bay for a load of hay. A squall came ap so heavy that the boat could not best In to shelter, and they were carried oat to tea. Nothing was ever seen of them afterward.” Here he seanned the horizon, and looked alter hia pwa boat with a thoughtful expreisioa. "But with this fair wind the children will soon reach homo. We have an other danger besides the weather: sharks are dangerous here; they some times follow a boat for hours, and now and then they capsize her and take a man ‘down. At least we sup it must be done by thn-sharks, year, right out there, an Indian waa after a seal; pretty soon we taw him stand up ana fight something in the water with his paddle. In a minate his canoe capsized and be went under. When wo got there all we found was his canoe stove in amidships.” "But that soems more like the ac tion of the devil-fish.” "YY'ell, yes, but we have never seen any devil-fish here, and there are plen ty of sharks."—I’. H. Famkrnn, in Harper't Magazine for September. The Flight of Hammlng-BIrda. The humming-birds are small (the largest species attaining to about the size of a swallow, the smallest not much larger than a bumble-bee) and of dolicate structure. They are famed for their magnificent plumage, which almost always displays metallic tints. Their flight does not resemble that at any of our native birds, being main tained by rapid vibrations of the wings, which enables them to remain W»rktaff tk« CnafldoMM. U*mti mm mm Wvw York SaUUar. If: 3 pose Last James Chitteuden is a well-to-do farmer of western New York, who fought under Gen. Grant, and who came to the city to pay the last sad tribute to tao memory of his old com mander. Time has whitened the long hair which streams over his coat-collar, and long bending at the plow has im parted a afoop to his broad ahonldors; nut his face is ruddv with health, and his step as firm and springy as ever, while his arm is as strong and his S tance as bright as when ho first shoul- ered a musket. Many eyes wen turned upon him as he sauntered sadly down Broadway on his way to the city hall yesterday afternoon In his travel- stained linen duster, heedless of the clamor ot the passing crowds and the din of ear-bells anti earriage-whevla. A sorrowful expression clouded the benevolent countenance of the veteran, and he was walking along slowly near Canal street, stddened by thoughts of days that were gene, when bo was as tonished by a cordial salutation from a slim, dndish youth, who suddenly smil ed up at him and waved at him an am brosial hand glittering with rings: "YYhy, bless my soul, Mr. Smith," exclaimed this product of latter-day civilization in the most honeyed tones, "who ever would have thought of see ing you? This is indeed an unexpect ed pleasure.” Mr. Chittenden for a moment was takou aback. He surveyed the new- comer from the crown oi his white tile to the points of his dainty patent-leath er shoes and saw at once that he was an entire stranger; but he loves a joke, and a twinkle shooed in his clear gray eye as he replied with s quiet smile: "My name is not Smith; it’s Brown.” The dudish young man bowed his most fashionable bow aud at once pass ed on, with pro)use apologies for his mistake, and Mr. Chittenden again pursued his way. He had stopped luughiug at his little adventnre and had relapsed into his former train of meditation when he was a second urns accosted by another apparition in a standing collar and cunt, and a voice even more unctuous than the first, sa luted him as "Mr. Brown.” YVhetber Mr. Chittenden's faith in human nature hod been shaken by his first encounter, or whether his love of a joke again im- C elled him, he does not now remember, ut he immediately seised the hand extended to him and shook it with cor dial violence, uttering at the same time the warmest greetings. "How do yon find yourself, my dear est friend? There, stand off so 1 cau look at you,” cried the exuberant farmer, emphasising every word bv tightening his grasp of the stranger's hand. "Pleased to see me? The pleas ure is mine, sir; entirely mine Duly to think of it’s being you! \\ bat. rums to see the funeral? How considerate of you, eh?" "Oh, yes, and—and all lhat sort of thing, ” replied the other, his smils a little fainter and his tone a little less cordial than at first. "Why, what an affectionate fellow you are, Mr. Brown?” "Aye, lad; cordiality runs in oor family," rejoined the farmer, eloeing his fingers relentlessly aud working his arm like the handle of a foroe- uump; "a firm hand shows a warm heart. Affectionate? Well, I reckon 1 am. None of your loose grips lor me. Meet a friend as a friend, 1 say, and don’t be backward in showing yonr friendship. Why, how well you look, i should never hare known you." "Time does alter one, it’s true. There, there, Mr. Brown; 1 hare been suffering with a sore hand, if you would kindly " "Don’t mention it, sonny; don't meuii.«n it Nothing like exercise to keep good blood circulating. 1 can never uoutroi myself at the sight of an eld fru-ud. Well, well, o^jff to think thut it's you. How-how—you’ve grower!!” "Yes, indeed, and that reminds me —I’re an impertant engagement, and I see I have no time to loee, so if yoo’ll just excuse me ” But Mr. Chittendea is not the man to part from old friends so hastily, and so h# only jerked the arm of his new a considerable time. Their paasage from place to place is effected by a ser ies of rapid darts, almost too swift for the eye to follow. Their fiight might perhaps be best compared to that of a motb. Like theee insects, the hum ming-birds hover for long over a flow er, sipping the hooey with their long, thin bill, and in other particular* also —in color and form, far example humming-birds and moths offer some remarkable parallels. Representatives of each mav be found, to distinguish between which needs a dose scrutiav, and which, when on the wing, might perplex the beet obeorver. To ell on h- ward appearance the hnmming-Urds are birds when at rest, insects wnoa In motion. —Popular cBienne MonUdg for September. Imagine a slenderly built men, about the medium height, weighing, possibly, 140 pounds,and who, although 88 yean old, appears 60, but retains the sreet figure and qnick movements ef yenth; a complexion naturally dark and tannnd by tho sna, with black, feverish eyes, mack hair, and a tbia musUche, an black that it seems dyed; clothed in a plain business suit that may have boon picked ap hi any read W made store, n standing cellar, frayed aft the a black lie, a oommcnplaeo strai YTUf cheap shoe*. ~ Meek eyes, the most of the thin, toaUess face, which prematurely aged, and yet. displays a wonderful vitality in evesy atna toW b*^ “ ’ ^ rustle like a an octopus. acquaints nee the harder, renewlag hit expressions of delight By this time the thing was getting serious. The would-be confidence man was capering with pain, aud struggled in the vice- wiugs, wuivu euauic. xn.ui *o remmu a, iko ^ lh# it ^ srt apparently motionless ‘^°«ie spot for lobster la Hie clutches of His face and Ups were colorless, and his brow ut roamed with cold perspira tion. Hts eyes stood out like aauccru His collar breke leoee. his hat fell off, and the light *c.-iued to have faded ont of his life. The agony depicted on bis face was net lessened when he saw that a crowd was gathering; aud the funner released him only after a final wrench which nearly tore the wily ■harper's arm from its socket "What, going already?” exclaimed Mr. Chittendeu, who had never turned a hair and rather enjoyed the exercise. "Well, well, yon needn’t be in such n hurry.” he continued, in a reproachful tone, aa the confidence maa picked himself ap nnd darted around the cor ner out of flight of the approaching fif- ure la the helmet nnd braeo ballons. “That’s rather shabby treatment of aa old friend like me—but be didn't seem so very gin.l to see me, after nil,’' aed Mr. ffltiUeudeu beamed benignly upon the grinning bystanders and calmly pursued bta World. i — Mise Belva Lockwood is nut quite to ridiculous as e«mp«iga carieainree made her. bhe might be 40, or she might be 50. Her features nr* of the clear-cut Grecian, refined type; aqulUa* journey.—AW Yo C of sharp,penetrating eyes, a gta which at once eouvinees one ' the lady 1* endowed with ordinary brain power. M her forehead ie u roil of Wavy gray hair that add* l natural beauty ef bar faeu to her outward ho come up to de Lodge to ’longer Wiliam’s daddy an Uuk Crutch Henry were Last sntnmor while the writer was in Amelia County, Virginia, the following incident occurred, illustrative of the philosophical luvttuor lu which negroes accept thu decree* of Providence. Ame lin, it will be romemliered. is cue of the black countio*. TiiC negroes occu py most of the old homesteads, mud are given over to ignorance and supersti tion. The Wigwam, the old Harrison plsoe, a house well known in Virginia, u surrounded on every side by hordes of negroes, who own small tracts of land, and farm them- Ono of these settlements is at "thu Lodge," oucethe property of Mr. Uobort Archer, a dis tinguished Virginian gentloiuan of the old regime, now, with all hie descend ants, dead and gone. My hostess sod I was peeling peaches on the broad veranda, when Mary Caoear, the dairy maid, appeared. "Miss Anna, gimme piece o’ fight bread, please, tnarra.” "Who is sick, Mary?” said Mrs. H—, light bread being a luxury reserved for the ill negroes. "Sister Koee Archer, marm.” All colored people claim the frater nal relation, whether there is any in reality or not, if they are members of the same church, or have "experienced a change.” "Why, 1 thought Rose Archer lived in Riehmond. What is the mailer with her?” Mary's large greasy countenance, which rivalled a bombazine dross for blackness, fairly shone. "Well, Miss Anna, von 'member Sis Rose was married to Uak Crutch Heury Archer’s son Wilium, en day moved fum de Lodge to Richmond. 'Boat throe week ago Sis Rose en Willum bed a fight 'bout some'iu’, en Sis Roee hit Willum Archer or lick on de head wid a stick er wood, en it kilt him, it plntly did. Willum Archer always was a sickly ntggsr. Wall. Miss Anna, she done all she oould, en gin him er fun eral, en den. bein' ez sno was nwtdder, on pore, she come stay here mammy. Unk Crutch Henry mighty 'dieted 'bouten Willum being kilt, 'cause he were de onliest son whnr he bad, but Sia Rose say she gwinedar to be all de company she ken for Wili um’s folks.” The poach knife fell Mrs. H , though schooled to Amelia eccentrici ties, stood transfixsd. Then she gasp ed: "And William's father and mother let her stay there alter killing their on ly son?” "Miss Anna." said Mary, in a pecu liarly soothing voice, “Unk Crutch Henry done ax Roee buck urn she corns to kill Willum Archer, en Sis Roee say she don' know kuei um." This was Monday. Sunday afternoon Mary re-appeared, an expression of triumphant excitement in her eyes, though her manner was as gentle and deprecatory as ever. "Sis Rose Archer dead. Miss Anna,” she announced. "Dead! When did she die?” Mary smoothed her apron. "Well, Tuesday mornin', Miss Anna, Br’er Jeames Barksdals went to Court- House, en de sheriff soot Sis Rose word to git ready, 'cause he was coinin' to de Lodge Monday mornin’ to git her eu haug b«r for killta' of Willum Arch er. Ki Sts Roee say ef de sheriff were ooiuin’ to bang her, us she were purely enyway, 'twa'ni wuth wkue tog.l up, to the gwine die." "Nouseuae!” cried Mrs. H . "As if people could die when they otiose!" "Sts Rose doue die,” said Mary, stoutiv. “b u say <e\t >4 wuth wkUe to git tt,. j.si to be haug.U, uu sbo die last uight, en pleusu. Miss Anna, lem- Die go to de fuuerat. Uuk Crutch liutiry gwine gin h>-> a inighty nice buryin’, bein' t-z she was a winder en YViriuut Archer was Ue onliest son he hud.”—J. C. {.abet:, in Kdu v r't Draw er, Du-per't Xagaziiu /or ■ tptember. A New Hotel Dodge. "Key to 278!” said the bell-boy to the clerk of a city hotel, as bo rushed up to the counter. The clerk took the key out of the box and extended it to the boy, when n thought slruok him. and he stopped and looked in the box at the address on au envelope lying there. "Who wants it?”Tie inquired. "Lady in parlor—In a hurry,” re plied Front, dancing a jig of impa tience. "That ain't her room. Go back and ask for her oame.” Front disappeared and returned presently, slowly. "Bhe says it don't make any differ ence—it’s a mistake—and she's gone.” "Thought so!” ejaculated the clerk to a reporter standing by. ‘•She was working the new racket Ift's a pretty good one, and sometimes takes; oper ated by women generally. Th*j into the ImMp*' parlor, ring for the bell boy, and -t-ud hiui in a matter-of-fact way f.-i tue key of some room. He asts the clerk lor it, sod. if he is busy and thinking of something else, *ho hands it out without a question. Then the female sharper goes through tho room in a hurry, trusting to thievas' luck that the oocupaat will not return before she gets away. Then the hotel is responsible for the loss. —SL Louie Chronicle. Among the frequenters of a well- known Parisian restaurant waa a oar- tain methodical personage, who dined there every day, and always at tho same table, which tne table, which the proprietor, with a due _ ailU . w ., regard for so regulara customer,eepee- f hridsGranin. 0 ro i-Imt* lallj reserved for him. Oaoe, however. !un» ^ t0 ^ OB tb * Tho largest hotel in Santiago, Chili, recently built, has its oddity, like other things In that country. The oddity to, •ays a correspondent of the Sun, tho bar In tho cate whore ladies are ex pected to loach. "It is," ho adds, "too only hotel bar in South America, and the proprietor of too hotel, who wanted to introduce all to* modem im provements, was rather bewildered in so loot tag the local ioa of this one. But it is a beaatifal bar, and the ladies ad- jalBjftJt nftiMeb aetho toe* . Al find they were disposed towalkep to Maud ~ me for m* if yon pleas*,' toothers er huehuade, but hhvo been eenvfersf that lie proper form is to sift aft tho tobies and lake their drinks there. To see s Mg n sashftsfi in toe her-rssse ef by some mistake of the waiter,ha found on arriving his usual place already oc cupied by a stranger; and. Inwardly fretting at the disappoiatmeet, entered into ooavaraation with tho mlstraas ef the establishment, who presided at the oounter, and awaited the intruder's de parture as patiently as he oonld. The latter seemed la no hurry, for, after consulting toe bill of faro, he ordered another dish and a fresh bottle of wine, seeing which the habitue, who would rather have gone without his dinner than take any place but hia own, re solved at all hazards to get rid of the unwoloome guest, and audreseing the dame du compUnr in low tone, inquired if she knew who tho individual at his table was. "Not in the least,” she replied; "this is the first lime he has been hero.” * "And ought to be tho last,” ho sig nificantly remarked, "If you knew as much as I da” "Why, who Is he?" ‘The executioner of Versailles!" "Mon Dieu!” exclaimed tho terrified dame du eompUnr; and, calling her husband, imparted te him the informa tion she had just received. "Make out his bill,” he said, and oounterordor what he has asked for. Ho must not stay here, or we shall lose every customer we have.” Whereupon, armed with the docu ment in question, be presently crossed the room to where the stranger was •ittinv. and inquired if he were satisfied with nis dinner. "Pretty woll," was the answer, "baft Use service might be quicker. Why don't they bring what 1 ordered?” "Monsieur.” replied the troileur, as suming an air u( importance, "I am compelled to say lhat your presence here is undesirable; and that 1 must re quest you to leev* my house as soon as possible, and on no sooount to sot foot In It again.” "What on earth do you moon?"aaked his astonished guest. "You must be perfectly aware," ooo- tluuod tho ether, "that your being seen here is moot prejudical to me, and—” "Speak plainly, man!" impatiently Interrupted the stranger. "I Insist on being told who you imagine me to be.” "tarblou! you know as well as 1 da The executioner of Versailles!'' "AhI and pray who is your authority for this?” ‘That gentleman,” replied the pro* prietor of the restaur ant, pointing to the habitoo at toe oounter, who was beginning te feet nneasy as to th« re sult of his “joke." “indeedr said toe stranger, raising his voice so as to be distinctly heard by everyone present; "that gentleman has informed yeu that l am the executioner of Versailles. Well, he ongut to know, (or two years ago it was my painful duty to ursia him!” With these words, uttered in a tone of complete Indifference, be left toe amount of reckoning on the taOJo,leav ing the other mystitter to dine as ho might— Temple her. ■oh Croaklan About Marriage. The average society journal devoftes about ons comma per week to toe die* loss ioa ef the so-called marriage prob lem. In thin the tendency toward oel- ibacy is again and again repeated and every"remedy wbkcb oould possibly be thought of is vented at some lime and place la nine cases out ef ten, white some responsibility is attributed to men. the blame for thu falling off in marriages is placed npon women. They are accused of boiug vain, ex travagant, lucoiupeleut. and frivolous, and utterly without qualification for any sterner work tnsn fi t tiitg or idling away whole days ovur sunsatioual nov els. The merits of the young man who minds his own business and doesn't get married are lauded to the skies; those of s girl who dees exactly the same thing are never mentioned. Of coarse, the young men aru not to blame for the falling off in the Bomber of marriages. Who ever heard 6f n young man who was lacking in nay singln or doable respect? A* a rule, they never smoke, drink, or idle their time sway, but are busy day after day developing their mental qualities by industrious study, and saving thaw hard-earned wages for the purpose ef getting married at a later day. Girin frequent beer saloons, play pool, and organise expensive clubs, but the young man has no lime for such frivolous en tertainment. If he did be would fail quite to the levs! of his sister, and such a fate must be escaped at ail ha»- arda. The marriage problem will doubtless solve itself in a little time, as moot evils work out their own eolation. Aft any rate, there is no reason to fear Um depopulation of toe country from the tailing off in the number now. Nearly ' every institution that the world hen ever sanctioned at some time er anoth er has passed through some species of trial The desire for congenial femi nine society te natural to every man, and will eonftinae to be gretoted to spite of high rente and extravagant markets. And white it te Miff grati fied, jnst a Bute less of the onesided arguments against women would be tH*. On the whole, women are as eektsihte os men—very often mote so—and gle an a fair opportunity, with a humnd worthy of toe name, they me eeually able to do took part towaad keipM the wolf from the deer and mefiS _ itee* who ■boie hi he my Thaos with their Work en (he Hudson River tunnel te to be resumed this winter. •9 test -The New York for business. One can for $26. —Ex-First Assistant General Hay died in PUUbwrw Tuesday. —Bartholdi is coming over to super intend the erection of his etofue at ‘‘liberty.'' -Morris frnakttn, Prerident of the ?. e 7 , York L,fc Inftttntoto Company, died test week. —Montreal te dtetribaduf tmnllpOT over the country with nn impartial and lavish hand. -A Canadian crank says if you will trim yonr nails every Friday you will never have the toofthaehe. ,, T* ,0 * l * , S MO PtnloMd the Cuban rebels Varoun, GsJaoo, Butog- vera and Routnan. condemned toon •hot. —A foot of snow te reported from nearly all parte of the northern pealu- •ute of Michigan, blockading the rail roads. —A woman scored (be highest per centage ever reached in a civil service examination in this oonnfty. It was uinety-seven. —The National Wholesale Druggists' Association met in Philadelphia teat . Th * P™ 0 —truiuof no public interest. -The Catholics object te (be up- pointment of Mr. Cnrrv as Minister to opain, on ocoeoui of hie deuuueiaUoa of their religion. —John 8. Wise has figured In thirty- •lx dnela, which te not very hud for ft left-handed maa aadto iwondtetlM Republican at tout. 1 ^ —John Jaryte, a wall known tnrf man of New York dty, dropped dead from heart dlflena* at the Jersey City race track teat week. Id Chief J oat ice Vincent, too, for improper oo_. tantamount to ft removal -A vast quantity of potatoes are being worked ap at the atarok milte, the product of which will be grout er than for throe years past. -The Chicago Tribune, la it* re view of the money market. Insists tkat the rets of Interest will decline, what ever may happen to ootnmodittee. -Mre. Jehu Conway, wife of • dairyman In Kansas City, and her daughter Kate were murdered in day- tiJ»e on Friday, It te supposed by a tramp. —Ilalten Opera appears to he going out of fashion in London. Patti ha* v- of New Max- /This la for engaged afli) low Ibis weeoa at tt price of fi2,00fi been w . ridicnlooi night. —Cadet Ralph Bailey, ot _ a member of the third ekes at Anaapo- Ite, found guilty of haslng bv coart- martial, has been (itemMeed from Um navy. -It te rtafed that President Clave- tend tendered the Chief Justiceship ot New Mexico to Jodgo Benjamin Back- •er, of Louisvi Lie, Ky., bathe will net -The bucket shop of F. F man. Broad struct .New York, bee Mepended, owing 1*3,600. The ad vance in oil aad stocks Is the eaaae. .f —A maa, egad about sixty, cacetally removed from Ms clothing aad effects everything that would tend to hts kteatifieatioa, Melded in Wil mington, Dei -At a meeting of the Iriflh National mgoe test week, in New York, pro- tied over by Cbae. A. Dana, of toe gun, filO.OW) waa eabeeribed to aid Parnell in Ireland. —governor Hill, of New York, feels confident of eteetloa If too Pern aerate of New York eiu will eomr to the •cratch Ilka tka Democrat* of toe ro- malader of the Htafte. „ -John Chatham, of Pine Station, P*7 Ito* been on a protracted drank, f ,T * B * P** w Wakey, drank It off at a gulp aad toll dead immediately afterwards. —A negro named Ward waa knngad by a mob test week thirteen laites •oath of Kafhate, Ate., for ton attempt ed morder of e citizen aad the flap- poeed murder ol another. —Nelson, Stewart ___ Davis, colored, who hanrterteed residence of S. U. StrkklM, at Char- lotte, N. C., have been flenteaced te be hanged on November 26th. —Steel te constantly baby pot into MW um. The teteat noted te toe employment of eight thonmnd torn of •teal casting* In the construct ioa of an block of bonded In —Dr. Dio Lewie auyc that s brain worker ebonld not eat more than two meate a day, hot Edursrd Bverett Hate, one of the hardest brala warken ia the world, eats five square repasts la twenty-four boon. In East Lotidnn, Sootiand, te bk and the dcpreostesTlek* all . Scotland. One •cbteaeea with a i roll of $360,OOP per Onmttm hoa received 130,000 not. —A cottage la ckUdraa ot Mr. The .»• v i t nfl *1 Jotaui arteenr ef tost ed kcMteiy atfft K!