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; KEMIErSOWMSTOMY. An article has been mado public rhlchwan written by the lata Rev. Henry Ward Bccclicrand compiled by his eon, to bo published by Webster &Co. olNew York. Mr. Bcochor, hi lite own inimitable way, tells thestory ol the Rint sdohdal In which himself and Mr. Tilton and wife wero tho prin cipal actors. Mr. Beecher and tho mutual friend, Moulton, have cros6od the border into tho unknown; Mr. Tilton is a wanderer in a foreign land, whllo his wife is living a quiet life in Brooklyn. Bosslo Turner is a wilo and a mother, and Victoria Woodhull and Tennio C. Clafllin nro married to wealthy Englishmen. Mr. Bcccher speaks of Tilton as ono who, by Ids infatuation with Victoria Woodhull, hod fallen from a high position to become 'almost a dependent on tho charity of hia friends. Not until this timc.nccordlng to Mr. Beecher, did ho brooch tho scandal which had been in his knowl edge for six months, and it was tnado ki.own simply that he might extract from Mr. Bowcn, of tho Independent, S7.O00. tho amount of a claim in dis pute. As soon as tho check for tho nbovo amount was in his hand, his suppositious fj,riofs wero forgotten and ho slftned the famous treaty of peace. This, Mr. Beecher Pays, was represented to him as nocessary to ro Jlevo him Irom the imputation of hav ing originated and circulated certain old Blander about Mr. Becchor. In speaking of Mr. Moulton Mr. Bcccher says: "My confldunce in him was tho Only thing that scorned sccuro in that confusion of tormenting perplexities. To him I wroto freoly in that troub lous time, when I felt that secret machinations wero going on around and echoes of tho vilest slander concerning mo wero heard of in unox epected quarters. Mr. Tilton was first known to mo as 'a reporter of my sermons. Whon I becamo editor of tho Independent ono of tho induce ments hold out to me was that Mr. Tilton should bo my assistant and re lievo mo wholly from routino ofTico work. In this relation I becamo very much attached to him. IIo frequent ly urged mo to mako his house my homo. IIo used to often speak in ox travagant terms of his wifo's esteem and affection for me. After I began to visit his houso he souaht to make it attractive. Ho urged mo to bring my papers down thero and use his study to do my writing in, as it va3 not J feasant to writo in tho office of tho ndependrnt. Mr. Becchfr then goes on at length to show how ho was benuiled by Til ton after tho latter had left his posi tion upon tho Independent and the Brooklyn Union. Mr. Beecher says. "After Mr. Tllton's return from tho west in December, 1870, a young- girl whom Mrs. Tilton had taken Into tho family, educated and treated like an own child, was sent to mo with an ur gent roquost that I would visit Mrs. Tilton at her mother's. She said that Mrs. Tilton had left her homo and qono to her mother's in consequenco of ill-treatment of her husband. Shb then gave an account of what sho had seen of cruelty and abuse on tho part of tho husband that allocked me. I immediately visited Mrs.Tilton at her mother's and received an account of her homo life and of tho despotism of her husband and of tho management of a woman whom hu had mado housekeeper, which Hcemcd liko a nlahtmaro dream. Tiio question was whether she should go back or Beparate forever from her husband. I Aslccd permission to bring my wifo to eco them, whoso judgment in nil domestic relations I thought better than my own, and accordingly a 'stcond visit was nintle. The result ol the interview was that my wifo was ex tremely indignant toward Mr. Tilton, and declared that no consideration on earth would induce- lur to remain an hour with a man who had treated her with a hundredth part of such in sult and cruelty. I felt as strongly as sho did, but hesitated, as I always do, at giving advice in favor of a separa tion. It was acreed that my wile should give her final advice at anoth er visit. The next day, when ready to go, sho wished n iiual word, but there waa company and tho children were present, and so I wrote on a ecrap of paper: 'I dcclino to think that your viow is right and that a separation and a settlement of sup port will bo wisest, and that in his present desperate- Btato her presence near him Is far more likely to produco hatted than her absence. DKMASMNQ UKECHEll'S WlTUDtUWAT.. "Mrs. Tilton did not tell mo that my presonca had anything to do with this trouble, nor did she let me know that on the July previous ho had ex torted from her a confession of exces sive affection for me. "On the evening of Dec. 27, 1 870, Mr. Bowen, on hi- way home, callod at my house and handed me a letter from Mj. Tilton. It was, as nearly as 1 can remember, in the following terms: "Jlsary Ward Beecher: For reasons which you explicitly know, nnu wnicn J forbear to state, I demand that you withdraw lrom tho pulpit and quit Brooklyn as aiesidence. Theodorb Tilton.1 "I read it over twice and turned to Mr. Bowen and said: 'This man is crazy; this is sheer insanity,' and oth er liko wo. 3. Mr. Bowen professed to bo ignorant of the contents, nnd I handed him the letter to read. We at once fell into a conversation about Mr. Tilton. IIo gave me some account of the reasons why ho had reduced him from the editorship of the Inde pendent to the suhoriiinato position of contributor namely, that Mr, Til ton s rehulous and social views were ruining the in pur. IMS. TILTON' JSrUIMlS.Vnsa 8TATE MKNT. "It now appear that on the 20th of December, JX70, Mr. Tilton, having learned that I had replied to his threatening letter by expressing such an opinion ol htm fcs to set Mr. Bowcn finally against him and bring him faco to faco with immediate ruin, extorted from his wife, then Buffering under a severe illnoss, a document incriminat ing mo, and proparcd an elaborate nt upon mo. , "In my then morbid condition ol mind I thought that this charge, al though entirely untrue, might result in great disaster, if not nbsoluse ruin. Tho great interests which wero en tirely dependent on me, tho church which I had built up, tho book which I was writing, my. own immodiato fam ily, my brother's name, now engaged which I had hoped might live after mo , and bo In Homo slight degree a eourco of strength and encouragement to fKnin tvii'n alimtifl anrroprl m. nntl. in tno ministry, my sistois, mo namo abovo all. tho cause for which I had dovotcd mv life, seemed Imneriled. It seemed to mo that my llfo work was to end abruptly and in disaster. My earnest desiro to avoid a public ac cusation and tho evils which must necessarily How from it, and which now havo resulted from It, has been ono of tho leading motives that must explain my action during theso four years with reference to this matter. THE WOODHL'Ui CLIQUE. During the whole of 1871 Mr. Bccch er was kept in a state of suspenso and doubt. Tho olllcora of Plymouth church sought to Investigate Tilton's religion views, out tno pastor assured them ho had hopes of his repentance anil restoration to tho church. "Mcanwliilo ono wing of tho femalo sulTrngo party," continues Mr. Beech er, "had got hold of his story in a dis torted and exaggerated form, such as had novor been intimated to mo by Mr. Tilton or his friends. I did not then suspect what I now know that those atrociously falso rumors originated with Mr. Tilton himself." Whon Mr. Tilton returned from his lecturing tour in 1872 Mr. Beecher made an inefectuai ollort to navo mm cut looso from Woodhull and her as sociates, in order that ho might re sumo his propor placo In society. the TimAnTrrn agreement. In speaking of tho famous tripar tite agreement, Mr. Beecher calls at tention to tho fact that at this time tho Golden Age, a paper started by Tilton and his friends, was on tho vorgo ol bankruptcy, and the pecun iary obligations wero very pressing. "About this time," says Mr. Beecher, "Mr. Moulton, who was sick, Bent for mo and showed mo a galloy proof of on article prepared by Mr. Tilton for tho Golden Ago, in which he embodied a copy ot a letter written by him to Mr. Bowen, dated Jan. 1, 1871, in which iio chained Mr. Bowen with making scandalous accusation against my character. Tills was tho first tlmo that I had over seen these charg es, and I had never heard of them ex cept by mere rumor, Mr. Bowen nover having nt any tlmo said a word to me on tho subject. I was amazed at the proposed publication. I did not then understand the real object of giving circulation to such slanders. My first impression was that Mr. Tilton designed, under cover I ol an attack upon mo in tho namo of another, to open tho way lor tho pub llcation of his own personal griev ances. I protested against tho publi cation in tho strongest terms, but was inlormed that it was not intended as nn act hostile- to myself, but to Mr. Bowen. I did not any the less insist upon my protest against this publi cation. On its being shown to Mr. Bowen ho was thoroughly alarmed, and speodily consented to appoint ment of arbitrators to bring about an arcicablo settlement. The result of this proceeding was that Mr. Bowen paid Mr. Tilton ovor $7,000, and that a written agreement was entered into by Bowon, Tilton and mysolf of am nesty, concord and future peace. NOT A PENNY I'OIl nt.ACK.MAlL. "Tho full truth of this history re quires that ono moro fact should bo told, especially as Mr. Tilton has invited it. Money has been obtained from mo in tho course of these affairs in considerable sums, but I did not nt first look upon tho suggestions that I should contribute to Mr. Tilton's pecuniary wants as savoring of black mail. Afterward 1 contributed at ono tlmo $15,000. Alter the money had been paid oyer in $1,000 bills, to raise which I mortgaged tho houso I live In. I felt very much dis satisfied with myself about it. Final ly a square- demand nnd a threat was mado to one of my confidential friends that if $5,000 more wero not paid Tilton's charges would be laid beforo the public. This I saw at once was black mail in its boldest form, and I never paid a cent of it, but challenged and requested tho fullest exposure. Niagara's Power. Modern Light nnd Ilent. It seems that thero is a schemo again on foot to utilize over an area of 1,000 miles radius, by electrica dirtrlbution, the power of Niagara Falls. That this idea is very old, wo need not remind any one; that it is at present looked upon by competent electrical engineers as unfeasible, is equally well known. Lven the wealth of the Rothschilds has been unequal to tho task of transmitting large amounts of electrical energy to any great distance, for tho experience of Marcel Deprez, recently carried on in France under their financial patron age, have resulted in entire failure. It is eusy tornveaboutolectricityandits slavery to man, and tho giant forces of nature ready to do his bidding; but it must not be forgotten that to transmit largo amounts of energy over an electricnl conductor with any regard to commercial figures means to work at an electro-motive, with which we aro as yet familiar in dynamo cir cuits only on paper, and to harness an army mule to a baby carriage would be a harmless proceeding com pared with connecting a motor in a man s inctory with a circuit 01 tne thousands of volts we hear talked about. Even it direct current trans formers are used before the current is brought into the factory the danger is not entirely done away with. This is only one of tho difficulties. Their name is legion. Stingy to His Wife. I Small-minded and stingy as men too often are, they, are never moroso than when dealing with their own wives. 80 mo of them, who pass abroad for J very respectnblo and well-to-do citi zens, seeming never to lack money to spend upon themselves, aro so pov erty stricken and niggardly nt homo that their wives, who certainly work hard enough to earn something moro than their "board and Clothes," afo almost afraid to speak of needing an occasional dollar or two. Kvon if they got what they ask for, it is hand ed forth so reluctantly, and with so many words, that it might almost as well havo been refused altogether, A man of this kind was ately seen in a storo with lu3 wife. She was do- ing sorho "shopping." although slip carried no purso.and bad not so much as a nickel tied up m tne corner 01 ner coarso cotton handkerchief. Her husband, with a sad and seri ous look, opened bis pocket-book and grudgingly paid for the things he was allowing her tho privilege of selecting. Sho had picked out a cheap sergedrcaa pattern for herself. "I'll take ten yards," sho said to tho salesman. , "Shouldn't think you'd need ho much," said hor husband; "it's pret ty wido goods." "Why, no, it's rattier narrow," Bald his wife. "It's double width," ho insisted; "and eight yards ought to bo enough. There's no use getting moro to cut up and waste." "It wouldn't bo wasted if thero was a littlo left." "Well, thoro's no uso in buying mor'n you need. It's going to cost a lot anyhow. Cut oil nino yards, mis ter." Sho "gave in" with tho meek, re signed look of a woman who had "given in" to her husband's larger wisdom somo thousands of times bo fore. Then sho said she wanted a dozen and a half of buttons. "But how in tho world aro you go ing to uso that many buttons on ono dress? There's no senso in it. A dozen's plenty." "Well, mayba I can got along with a dozen," she said. Then sho bought a vard of chcan ribbon, whereunon ho gavo a contemptuous Bind, and when 1 she suggested getting five centB worth of enndy to tako to tho children, ho Bhut his purso with a snap, returned it to his pocket, nnd snid decisively: "No; thoro's no sense in wasting money that way. It's a good thing I carry' tho purse, or we'd all be in tho poorhouso within a yearl" The Truthful Georgia Land- Georgia lord. From tho Atlanta Constitution. Not far from tho City of Montgom ery, in tho Stnto of Alabama, on ono ol tho roads running from tho city, lives a jolly landlord by the namo of Ford. In fair weather or in foul, In hard times or in soft, Ford would havo his joko whenever possible. Ono bitter, stormy night, or rather morn ing, about two hours beforo dny break, ho was aroused from his slum ber by loud shouting and knocks at his door. IIo turned out, but sorely ngainBt his will, and demanded what was tho matter. It was dark as tar, and as he could see no ono he cried out: "Who aro you, thero?" "Three lawyers from Montgomery," was tho answer. "Wo are benighted and want to stay all night." "Very sorry I cannot accommodato you so far, gentlemen. Do anything to oblige you, but that's impossible. Tho lawyers, for they wero three of tho 8mart03t lawyers In tho Stato. nnd ready .to drop witli fatigue, held a consultation, and then, "ns they could do no hotter and wore too tired to go another stop,- they asked: "Wnll, can't you stable our horses and give us chairs and a fire till morn ing." "Oh yes; I can do that, gentlemen." Our learned nnd legal friends wero soon drying their wet clothes by a briiht fire as they composed them selves to pass tho fow remaining hours in thoir chairs, dozing nnd nodding, and now nnd then swearing a word or two of imnatienco as they waited for daylight. The longest night has a morning, and at last the sun came along, nnd then in due timo a breakfast mado its appearance; but to tho surprise of tho lawyers, who thought tho house was crowded with guests, none but them selves sat down to partake. "Why, Ford, 1 thought your house was so full you couldn't civo us a bod last night?" said one of tho travellers. "1 didn't sav so," Ford replied. "You didn't? What in tho name of thunder then, did you sny?" "You asked mo to lot you stay here all night and I said it would bo im possible, for tho njght was two-thirds gone when you came. If you only wanted beds why didn't you say so?" Tho lawyers had to givo it up. Threo of them on one side, and tho landlord alone had beat them all. The Deacon Outwitted. Kew London Telegraph. Deacon Isaac Denison of Mystic had a bill of $4.50 about fourmonths ago against n colored man for grocer ies which he could not collect, so he seized the man's house as security, with a limit of four months in which tho colored neighbor could pay up or have the animal auctioned to pay tho debt. Tne limit oxpired and the horse was trotted out to be sold to the hishrst bidder. There was an im mense crowd assembled when the bids were opened. The sympathy of the people seemed to be with the colored delinquent, and the bidding was live ly, raising one cent at a time. It kept right on until it reached $2.11 and at this sum the horse wns knock ed down to Rosewell Brown. Then the crowd chipped in enough to pay for the horse and to buy a bag of meal, and they turned the horse and meal over to tho colored man as a gift, and he now wears a smile clear around to tho back of his neck. THE END OFTHE ROAD. BY EMMA liY.NDOW, He came into tho composing-room one afternoon, nearly exhausted from a long walk of twenty -five miles since morning. and wet and cold with tho dismal rain and sleet that was falling outsido. Ho did not present an attractive ap pearance a faco that neocded both shaving and waihing, browned by constant exposure nnd a pair of great eyes that looked hungrily around tho strange rooms as if in search of something ho never found; a coat that might once havo graced tho form of a gentleman of leisure prob ably contributed by Bomo "dudo" printer in a philanthropic mood, but which had long since lost the last trace of respectability an old slouch hati battered by wind and wheather, and hard usage, liko its owner. No ono could have told, or even guessod with any dogreo of accuracy, tho man'? ago. IIo may havo been fif ty or thirty-fivo years old. No mat. ter no ono cared sufficiently to in. quiro or wonder. He walked slowly across tho room, stopping at last to watch dreamily the deft fingers of ono of thoptinter3 who wa3 distributing his case for thought's work. Tho worker glanced over his shoul der at another mail who sat behind him, Baying indifllerently: "Hero you arc, slug seven." Slug seven, who had ovidently been longing for a "sub," throw himself carelessly oil hh stool, depositing a dozen lines of typo on the- stone, and turning to tho stranger, said: "Waut to work? Jump on to that case." Tho tramp hesitated only a second murmuring something about being tired; then wearily took off his shabby coat, oxposing to viow a shirt which had no original color, and vest equally grimy and dilapidated. But when once at work, sending the typo hlthor and thither in tho process of distribution, tho weary look on his face grew a trifle less porceptible, nnd nn occasional smile lurked in the cor ner of his mouth at the jokes that went around the room. Outside, tho November sleet beat against windows, and tho streets weio almost deserted. Within tho composing-room nil was life nnd fun and laughter; merry talk mixed with the click, click of typo from a hundred fingers. Thoughtless, light-hearted workers, carnmg' their money deltiy and swift ly, and managing to be "dead broko" each week as payday came around. "Whore did you work last?" asked a young fellow who stood besido tho tramn. "In Philadelphia," ho answered, stopping his work for a moment. "But that was two weeks ago, haven't had any work since." "That's hard luck," carelessly, "Wo fellows are used to that, with a littllo bitter laugh. "Pretty tired, aren't yon?" said "slug seven," walking up and noticing tho weary look In his "sub's" face. "Yes; and I havo a pain between my Bhoulders that cut liko a knife. I must work to-night, though," turning away to pick up" 11 handful of type. A tall, heavy-built man stalked in to tho room at this juncture. He glanced sharply nt tho new man, tak ing in his ccneral outsiue appearanco in one swilt look, from tho brown, un shaven face to tho shabby slices that scarcely concealed his feet. A sudden hush fell upon the noisy crowd. Tho business mnnocer of tho concern was not inclined to encourago levity. He walked over to tho foreman's table, whispered something in his ear and re ceived tho answer. "Ho's all light; a littlo rough-looking, but a printer is a printer wo'ro three frames short tonight." The business manager walked out, after which tho jokos and general free dom 01 speech wero resumed. Six o'clock sounded from tho differ ent city shop-bells, the whistles blew, tho old composing-room clock clanged out six sharp notes. Tho olfico was nearly deserted. Tho tramp lingered, looking with a tiv.e compositor's pride at the heaped-up case out of which he might "pun a goou string. if he were not so tired, and that old pain in his Bhoulders wero not quite so sharp, though almost taking his breath at times. "It looks as if I would have to wait till lunch-time for my supper, but it's a long time till 12 o'clock to-night," he said to himself, as ho walked over to the sink to wash up. No one had seemed to notice that he must need food that lie would bo obliged to bunk under his case In tho waste-box, or press-room anywhere for want ol a littlo money to nrocure a lodcina outside. None of tho smart yonng printers who held regular cases on that enterprising sheet could be expected to take to their respectable boarding places a man so dirty and uncouth-looking a? this tramp. Even if their hearts Erompted any bucIi action, the fear of eing snubbed by their. landladies for the generous deed overruled all thought in that direction. At half past-six oneuf the men com ing into the room found the "sub" 8ented-ona stool, lesting ono arm on his ease, his hand covering Ins eyes. As ho did not look up tho man spoke with pleasant indifference. "Been out tasupper?" "No," in a choked voi:e, "I am dead broke." You must have some supper," said his questioner, "you will not be able to work to-night. Yqu aro nearly tir ed out now, I frnngineV'- . "Oh, no, I can worki-I must work to-night." '-: . The man mado no ariswer, but leav ing the room, returried.presently with a lunch from a bakery. "Here, my man, this will setyouup till lunch-tlmo, when tho boys will glvo you a bite, no doubt." "Thank you," ho answered, the tears coming Into his eyes Immedi ately looking a little ashamed of it. "What a fool I am," he said, as he was again left alone, with only the tick of the great clock and tho gliding cockroaches for company. At seven o'clock the force were on hand ready for work. No jokes now, but each man buckled down to tho task beforo him, anxious to do his best. Tho usual amount of "working tho hook" was indulged in; no ono hesitated to "soldier" a little, for a fat tako of editorial or a cut which would measuro eight hundred. All but the tramp his ambition seemed to bo on tho decline, as the hours rolled by. Once his partner who stood next to him said in an under tone, as ho walked to his place with n dash rulo take. "Pull out, the next Is a head and twelve leads." But tho "sub" could not "pull out." The letters refused to conio to his hand with their etistomavv roadiness. Twice in succession he "pled" a line, and once ho struggled full fifteen min utes in tho process of "making even." "You must bo rattled," his neighbor said, laughing nt him quietly. "A littlo nervous, 1 guess," he an swered, saying nothing of thn dreadful weakness and weariness that was stealing over him, while the old, sharp pain nover relaxed i t steady.distrcss mg hold. At lunch tlmo ho could eat nothing, although the boys were profuso in their oilers to share with him. "I am not hungry," ho said. Tho very words choked "him; tho food would have done tho same. Work was resumed, but tho tramp was not with the rest. Ho would go out for a breath ol fresh air, he said, but he did not return. "I guess slug seven's 'sub has jump ed his cases," remarked ono of tho men to the foroninn; he went out nt lunch time for a breath of fresh air he said." "Or a 'Irink," remarked another. "No mattir, thirty is on the hook.'- Click, click, went the typo in tho 3tlcks. Tho sleepy galloy boy was roused lor his last taBk that night; the last form went rattling down the elevntor to tho press-room, and still tho "sub" did not return. "Gono to look for lodgings, per haps," laughed one, as tho gang stood mound tho sink, each waiting his turn at the soap and water and mourning towel. "He'll find them in the city hall; ho looks like a rough customer," said an other. "A very quiet sort of fellow, I thought," said them an who had work ed beside him. "He was sick and tired; all ho wants is a good night'r rest." "And a clean shirt." "And a shave." "Oh, come now, boys; you may bt. on the road yourselves, yet, and look as rough as this man." "Not whilo I can stand off tho bar ber and the jailor," was tho answer. But the tramp where was he? A littlo bewildered by the chango from tho lights of tho composing-room to the dimly-lighted street, ho stood for a momont, scarcely knowing where he was. Tho firo of fever was in his oros, tho flush of lover in his rough cheeks; his head felt heavy and his heart bound ed against his side tumultuously. Ho walked slowly down tho street, farther and farther, turning here and there, heedlessly going he knew not where in any direction to escape that ringing in his oars, and the terri blo pain "that clutched at every breath. The city lights grew farther apart tho brick blocks laded away into quiet country roads. Still he walked on until, hall unconscious ho sank be sido tho way, and coald go no farther. The shabby hat ftll bank from his head, revealing a forehead broad and high; tho great, nnd eyes gazed up in an unseeing way at the moon that drifted overhead, and looked down at him pityingly from its light through heavy clouds. Then between his faco and the nisht sky thero crept a picture. A long.Jow, vine covered house a porch in front where a woman stOv d, one hand on tho head of ahoy a slender, pnle faced lad, with, great, sad'eyes. She kissed his lips, and held hia hand and mur mured blessines on her child as Iip left her standing alone beneath the vines and climbing roses. Then another scene drifted through the dulled and weary brain. A place where mirth and wine and revelry ran high, and one there the gayest of tho gay a man with a pa'e face and sad eyes, belying his own nature by the words he uttered. A messenger at tho door a telegram thrust into his hnudB "Your mother is dead" then followed a blank. The moon wade! through an inter vening cloud, and by its light tho dy ing man saw still another picture. Wrapped in tho robes that angels wear, descending to his side in the track of a nuiverins ray of moonlight, Bhe came his mother. Sho lifted his head to her breast, the weary head that had missed caressing bo long; sho pressed her lips t his. and tho kiBS went like new wine to his very heart, . bhe touched with her soft fingers his tired eyes, and they closed in a long and " undisturbed sleep, never to open again till tho last trump sounds through the atartled skie. No more weary miles; no more days Imnneraiul loneliness and cold. Rest, perfect rest, for feet and hand and heart and brain, Rotation of crops baffles, in a in- measure, tho root-enemies, uowi sect and fungus, that prey upon tham. Each plant has Its own peculiar enemies, and changing of plants re moves them to fields unoccupied by such enemies. This is true of the en emies of tho above-ground growth ol plants to an important degree. E. N. Thomas, an employe iu the post office at Wellington, lias been nrrested for appropriating money to las awn use. "WHAT WILL OU HAVK? lipjillnc il th Cnpltol-Webitcr nil Clay's Tipple. Washington Correspondence Cleveland Lender. Many of these cdmmittee rooms nt the Capitol contain during a session a choice nrticlo of spirits, nnd tho pres ent Minister to Berlin, Mr. Pendleton, wns not averse to treating liis friends of the Senate now and then. It'uBed to bo that thero waB a regular bar in tho Capitol. This bar was known vulgarly as "Tho Holo in tho Wall." It woo situated between the House and tho Sennte, and at it Clay and Webster often drank. In deference to tho tem perance sentiment this bnr has been long sinco abolished, but liquor is sold at tho Capitol as much ns ever, and you can get whisky straight In either tho House or Sennto restaurant by merely asking for "cold tea." It is said that drinking is decreasing at Washington. I do not believe this to uo so. Fewer people drink nt tho saloons, perhaps, but it has come to bo that every public man has his cel lars stocked with wines and brandies, nnd liquors aro sold by tho quantity instead of by tho glass. All of tho gro cery stores at Washington keep large stocks of liquors", from Mumip's extra dry champagne down to a very cheap article of whisky, andyou will find wine stores in nearly every block. In no city of tho United States, except, per haps, New Orleans, is thero so-much wino drank in proportion to tho popu- Intion. Many famiMcs never sitidown to a meal without having wino on the table, nnd at a Washington hotel, where public men stop, it is tho rulo to tako a bottle of wino with your dinner. Within the last fow years punch has become very popular at Washing ton, nnd you will now find a big punch bowl at almost every inshionauio gathering, it is. quite an art to make a fino Washing ton punch, nnd it takes very little of the regular article to causo tho knees to quiver and tho head to swim. Ono recipc contains tho ingrcdicnts.whisky, rum, claret, champagne, sugar and lemons. A littlo water added to thin, nnd you havo a drink that will put nn old toper under tho tnblo alter half liis usual allowance. Still this stuff is given to young men and mnidens. Is it any wonder that solnc of them get too much, and we havo such scenes ns that of Stewart Castlo' lasb winter, what Congressmen Ilohnan's son in sulted a young lady, and the half of tho party wero affected by their tip ping? It wns such punch as this, that started young Mahono on a spreo in which he attempted to shoot 911c of tho waiters at Welcker's, and' it is this punch that will undoubtedly create a scandal or two tho coming season. t A great deal of beer is drunk 111 Washington, nnd many of those who drink wino regularly at their meals prefer a light article, such as claret. The man who drinks such as beer nnd claretseldombccomesadrunkard,and in those countries where cheap light wines are staple, as Itnly and Franco for instnnce, you will find much less drunkenness than inuVmerica or Eng lnnd. There is a good deal of differ ence in tho United States as to drink ing. Men from the North and Ease and from California drink wine whilo thoffo from tho West and South take whisky or beer. Kentupkians usually tako whisky straight, and Wiscousins nro fond oft' yir own Milwaukeo lager. Senators Frye and Blair aresaidtobo tho only Senators who nro teetotal lers. Attorney General Garland likes a good nrticlo of Bourbon. President Cleveland drinks beer some times, and of tho members . of tho Lower House, few of them nro averso to a dram on tho sly. The Speaker himself is a good judge of' li quors, and ho often takes a bottle of wino with his lunch. Both Cox and Dorshcimer like good wine, and ex-di-plomntes, such as Ilitt, of Illinois, seldom eat without a bottle of wino nt thelrmeals. Ben LeFevre drinks beer, nnd thero nro a number of members who aro addicted to drinking hot wa ter. There was a Congressman named Jndwin in tho Forty-seventh Congress who never silt down to a meal without having a teacup of hot water placed betore him. IIo seasoned it with cream nnd sugar and drank it us other people do coffee. Congressman Hatch, of Missouri, is also a hot wa ter drinker, and Brcckenridge, of Ar kansas, takes it with every meal. Theso hot water drinkers advocate tho practice as a euro for dyspepsia and indigestion, and they Bay they bo come ns fond of tho drink ns of tea, coffee or whiskey. What is a "Strike?' In an injunction case in Nebraska, in which it was sought to compel cer tain engineers towoikin opposition .to their wishes Judge Dundy said there Lwas no law to compel tno men to work when they desired to quit, and that alone seemed to be the object of the bill. "If that bo tho solo object ," Baid tho -court, "then this case has no business here. 1 shall never order a man to work against his will by injunction. Such action would bo Jnequitable,4for the reason that another remedy exists suit for breach of contj-act, when ever the terms of the contract as pre scribed are not carried out." Tlrls word, "strike" is. of modern origin. The question is regarding its legal definition, nnd on that tho case may turn. If it means, and. can., bo., shown that its meaning in tllfs cas'e,' is a project to create a disturbance, derail cars, and ditch trains, then the court can order a writ of injunction to restrain the contemplated injury, and the chargo of conspiracy is well taken. If. on the other hand, the word in this case is synonomous with an intention of quittins work nnd quietly walking out, I don't Bee how this court is going to restrain this ac tion. That's all there is in the qaso as it stands at present that I can gee. Richard McCarthy, of Rutland. I). T.. wits killed nt Havana, 10 milei west ot that nlare. on the Ht. Paul, Minneapolis it Manitoba, railway.' While iitteintntns to board the trnin, whilo in motion his leg wns cut olf nt the bnt'o nnd dull broken, lie leaves a wife a.n.d o'po child. S h y ..-" V - -" jR" iii m0i ' ' -in, n,ii mi9m iniimiwpuff p- . . - - -
