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KATIES RIVAL 'Maud, I wish you would not say that again. I tell you.onco for nil, Mr. Leo is, and cannot bo any thing more to mo than a friend; so if you respect my wishes in tho least you will not men tion his name to mo again." AndKatieLanoflung backher bright brown curls as bIio spoke, a littlo dis dainfully, pcrhapB, and bent a littlo lower over tho pieco of crocheting sho held in her hands. I will not stop to tell you that Bhe, my heroine, was handsome; sufllco it to say that sho was tho bello of tho pretty village of M ; and, as a mat ter of course, was sought after and ad mired by all tho young men of tho placo, not only becauso sho was witty nndnccomplishcd,but because old Guy Lane was tho wealthiest man in tho place, and would ono day leave his all in tho hands of Katie, as tho only legal heir. Maud Anthony laughed low and tri umphantly as sho returned: "Really, Katie, you need not speak bo angrily. Everybody thinks you aro going to marry him, and for my part, I think ho will make somo ono a kind husband." "Well.if you see so many good quali ties about him why don't you marry him? When I see fit to get married I shall take whom Ipleagc,dcspitowhat everybody Bays." t Tho curls flow again, and tho spnrk ling eyes glanced saucily at tho finish ed coquette opposite her. "Oh, hoi so my protty young lady is getting angry, eh? If that's t license I must fleo. Only remember 1 havo dono my duty. I thought you ought to know how peoplonro talking." "You need not trouble yourself Miss Anthony, to look after my affairs; rou must havo enough of your own to ook after. When I need your advice I will surely let you know. So I bid you good uftcrnoon." Tho queenly littlo head rose proud ly erectat this, and with ascoruful ex pression on her lips Katio walked quickly away into tho shadow of tho shrubbery ol tho garden. As sho walked hastily on a footstep on tho other sido of tho hedge checked her flight, and in a moment Wilkes Leo, tho subject of tho littlo conversation under tho elms, scrambled up into eight, without seeming to havo seen Katie, and hastened away. Tho Btrnngo littlehcartof Katiegavo a sudden start as sho recognized her old friend and lover, and bhe paused, murmuring: "I wonder if ho heard what wo said? I wouldn't havo had him for all tho world. Aplnguoon Maud Anthony! She forced mc to say it. Isuppososha is glad, too; for now sho thinksl don't caro for him." For a moment Katio was silent as Bho worked nervously at tho pretty diamond ring that encircled that chubby forefinger. It was a gift from Wilkes, a betrothal ring. "I don't carol" Katio at last broke out, poutingly. "Now, that I've Bald it, I'll show Mis Anthony I mean it. There!" sho said, as she drew the dia mond from her finger nndcastit away into tho buBhes, "there, lie there and rust, for all I care. Much good may it do you, Maud, too-, - You tan eaten him, 1 know, but what do I care?" More, tbau you think, my pretty heroine; we shall see. A moment Kate stood thorolooking in tho direction of tho hedge; then clapping her hands to her face sho buret into aquiet shower of tears. On the other side of thohedgo Wilkes Leo strode quickly away, feayingshecp ishly; "Well, well; a pretty scrape you came near gottinginto,my boy, Didn't mean to bo an eavesdropper, certainly; accidents will happen, you know. So sho don't care for you, eh? We'll see. I'll warrant Bho don't know her own hojrt now. I think I'll run away a few days, and let her got over her lit." And tho young man disappeared in tho underbrush that lined tho rood, leaped over tho fence, and was soon lost to view in tho distance. Katie waited patiently for many days for the visit of her once ardent lover, and then, concluding that ho had not only overheard what sho said that day in the garden, but had taken her at her word, commenced not to look alone, but to mourn him as lost to her, indeed. And Maud Anthony, to whom all this was duo, rejoiced that Wilkes seemed to havo suddenly ceased to visit tho Lanes, and strove with re newed efforts to entangle tho hand some young fellow for Wilkes Icc was considered the best catch tho vil lage afforded. But with all the pleas ing ways sho could ellcct, Wilkes seem ed impregnable to her attemps. In deed, no one knew that he even no ticed her, save Katie, who looked on jealousy, thinking she could no longer 'hold a piaco by her side. In Katie's presenco alone did Wilkes seem to caro in the least for the flirt. After a while he cast oven her off, and disappeared entirely. Ah, Katie! tho battlo waa more than halt fought when you cast the love of a man, pure and undivided. from you. This was only a littlo struggle before tho atunl d efeat. There was a great ball at the An thony's; positively the affair 01 the Beoson, those said who ought to know. Of course all the fashionable people would be there; no one would miss such a chance to show themselves as this ball masque afforded. The Lune carriage was in attendance, and Katie was there looking prettier than over; a trillo paler than usual, no doubt, though for the world sho would not have had the shnrpsighted gossips sur mise the real cause. The ball was in full bla6t when the close carriage of the Iees was whirled up to the door, and the occupants en costume, announced. No one doubt ed, even for a moment, that that tall, distinguished lookfug fellow, with a la dy leaning heavily on his arm, was Wilkes Lee; but who was his compan ionwho was she? This was all tho theme of wonder; none the less with Kntto than with tho coquette Maud Anthony. Somo said 'twas his wife; perhaps ho had married in a foreign land, Somo Baid no; Mrs. Leo had said only to'day that Wilkes was cominghomounmarricd. And so, whilo all wondered, no ono know. Katio's wandering littlo heart sank still lower ob sho saw what caro and attention the young man be stowed upon his companion. 'Twas well her faco was concealed beneath tho simple milk-maid's dress; other wise somo might havo said bIio still cared for him. And, think you, Uub verdict would havo been wrong? I very much sur mise it would not. Tho mask seemed not to havo any eyes or cars for anything savo tho lady beside him. And lower and low er sank Katio's poor littlo heart as tho evening wore on, and still Wilkes mado no effort to distinguish her from among tho crowd. At last, when sho could constrain herself no longer,' bIio quietly slipped away from tho throng ana went out into tho moonlit garden and wept alono in a scat un der tho trees. A long time she sat thus, when with tho thought that sho would bo missed, bIio started up. A hand was laid gently on her arm. "Stay a moment, Katie. I want to speak with you a moment." 'Twas Wilkes Leo's voice, and Katio struggled to get f:om the grasp that detained her. "Katie, I heard what you said that day under tho elms; did you mean it?f' His warm breath touched her faco. "No, Wilkes, 1 did not, I was pro voked," camo faltering, hesitatingly, from Katio's rosy lips. What if, after all, ho had been true to her? She could not help thinking of it. "And you lovo mostill?" "I havo always loved you, Wilkes." "When you own up that you are de feated, Katie"' "But what ot that lady who is with you? Sho is your" "Mother, my darling; andyouareto bo my wife?" Sufllco to Bay a few days after there was a wedding-somewhere, and somo oilo, which menus Katie, was married to somo one, which means Wilkes Lee, tho ono who so unwillingly became once a participator in Katio's defeat. Greek Meets Greek. One day last week a lightning-rod man and a life insurance agent made their advent in this commmunity, and that without the knowledge of each other's presenco. They both began to canvass Merrill avenue with an ardor of enthusiasm peculiar to the profession only. It is unnecessary to Bay that under such an accumulation of horrors most of tho residents yield ed in apathetic despair. One indi vidual yet remained to be interviewed and as fortuno ordained it tho two agents arrived simultaneously ono morning at his gate. They fell into mutual error of imagining -the other to bo tho person with whom they wero seeking an interview. The lightning rod man opened fire first, with: "Good morning, sir." ,'jGp,odmoru.in.?, good .morninc," re plied tho insurance agent, cherrily. "I am clad to meet you," continued tho other. "I wish ,to avail myself of tho opportunity of addressing you up on a subject of vital importance " "By all means, by all means," re sponded the insurance agent, delighted in being anticipated as ho imagined, upon tho subject nearest his heart. "It will afford mo inexpressible pleasure to " "Thank you, thnnk you," eagerly interrupted tho denier of lightning- rods, delighted in his turn, at getting Biich a customer, and continuing: "I havo no doubt that you thoroughly comprehend how essential it is for tho security " "Just what I was about to observe," again chirped in the insurance agent. "The danger " "Yes, yes," baid tho other. "Tho danger is more than enhanced by neg lect and thoonly effectual " "Just so," again interrupted the life insurance agent. "I felt suro that you would comprehend at once how abso lutely necessary it was to establish safeguards calculated " "Of course, of course," said tho lightning-rod man, running over in his mind whether he had enough rods on hand to supply such an eager customer. Then again continuing: "You aro doubtless aware of tho fact that a false economy often loads " "I perceive," said tho insurance agent, "that your mind is.-nbove the ordinary level, and is ono that can ens ily recognize the penny wiso foolish sys tem " 'Thank you. And your opinion is but a reflex of my own answered tho other. And thus they continued, tho ono interrupting the other, and both en deavoring to impress his listener until it became a question of endurance merely. The lightning-rod man, though of a stouter build, was tho first to succumb, and at length he sank with an expiring gasp, casting a look of re- fironch upon the insurance agent. The ifo insurance agent lasted a few mo ments longer, but he, too, at length sank by the side of the lightning-rod man, whispering in hisear. Then they both perished.liternlly talked to death, Tho sad affair has cast a gloom over tho community. In Madison county, Fla., Bob Sut ton, an aged negro man, died, and his family or neighbors, washing to estab lish a new burial ground, and enter taining the idea that if his wns tho first grave in tho new cemetery the deaths of the remaining members of the family would soon follow, dis pelled the illusion by cutting a tree down, encasing a length of it inacofliu and burying it with due solemnities. The next day Bob's remains were in terred beside it. A NEW AMEUICAtf EDEN. Queer lKenils of Turnips uuA l'limpkln Where Immigrant are Wanted. New York Tribune. Tliero is a man hero from Georgia burdened with schemes for making his region prosperous. Ho owns land by tho thousand acres and thinks that if ho can porsuado immigrant farmers to buy of him it will bo to their everlast ing prosperity, and help him along in the world, besides doing a littlo for his state. Ho doubts not that his motives aro patriotic. "Tho people of Geor gia," ho says, "don't bother their heads about immigration. Foreigners may como Micro if they want to, but they' vo Sot to como without begging. "Wo on't mind their coming if they'll Bet tlo among us and learn our ways, but -we don't want 'em in colonics, bringing their socialism and communism and their other isms with them to destroy tho peaco of our state. Give us immi gration, but not colonization.' That's tho way they talk and that's why wo' vo had no agent to turn foreigners down our own way." "What inducements havo you to of fer to farmers?" , "Nothingcxtr'ornary, I reckon. My region's tho Eden of America. That's all. Ain't no placo that can beat it for crops." "Corn-?" "Ono hundred nnd thirty bushels to to pull it from horseback. Why? Stalks so high can't reach to the top. Thero's only ono trouble with growing corn in Georgia; you don t havo enough nubbins to feed your steers." "Nubbins for steers?" "That's what's tho matter. Tho ears are bo big that a steer can't get 'cm in his mouth. Sec? You've got to chop 'em up, and that takes time." "Do you grow potatoes?" "Sweet? No. They grow themselves. Wo just givo 'em half a chance. Run a furrow in tho sand, drop in your seed, cover it with your foot as you go along and leavo tho crop to it self. It grows summer and winter and you needn't over dig it for a year or two. Of course, by-and-by the 'taters get too big to bo good. At 18 month old half a ono makes a meal for ten persons." "And turnips?" "A fow. It don't tako many to do us. Wo daren't bow tho seed as your Northern farmers do. Wo check off tho turnip patch like a chess-board, making tho corners eight feet apart, so that tho turnips won't crowd. It don't do to hayo tho turnips too thick. How largo do they grow? Well, I had 14 merino sheep, fine fel lows they were, and I use to fold 'em every night for fear of dogs. Ono day three of the biggest wero missing and the whole farm turned out to find 'em. We hunted for 'em lor two days, killed 17 dogs on suspicion, and gave up tho search. Tho next day I found tho three inside of ono of my turnips. You see they hnd jumped into tho turnip patch and eaten their way right into ono of the vegetables." "How could you feed such things to your stock?" "Oh, wo havo to chop 'em up. I use a 15-foot cross-cut saw on mine." "How about pumpkins?" "Pumkins? They fairly sweat, they grow bo fast. There ain't no prettier music than tho sound of growing pun kins. Best scare-crow in tho world, self-acting. Crows and blackbirds wor ried us lots until I mado the disco very. Plant ono in your raspberry patch and tho birds won't come around. Why? The growing pains and tho groans of the punkiu frighten 'em away. Ever hear of Ptinkin Vine creek? Got its name from a punkiu vino. Years ago, when tho Cherokee Indians lived in North Georgia, they wanted some sort of a bridge across tho creek. There wasn't a tree around, and they didn't know what to do. An old settler said he'd fix it. Ho planted a punkin seed near the bank, and, when tho vine be gan to grow, he trained it in tho direc; Hon of tho water, In a few days it grew across to tho other bank, and bore a big punkin on that side, which held it so that tho Indians could cross. Any old farmer down there'll tell you that story. From what I've seen of punkins I readily believe it." "Is your's a good fruit country? any apples?" More n wo know what to do with. I turned my hogs nnd my neighbors into my orchard tho other day to see if they couldn't rid ine of a few busbies of tho fruit. They didn't do much good. I drove through tho next dny with a horse and buggy. Tho apples wero so thick on the ground that there was a regular bIuco of cider following mo wherever I went. Mashed out, you know, bv the wheels and the horse's hoofs. That'll give you some idea of our fruit crops. Anything else you'd like to know?" "Is it nil like what you've been tell ing me?" "Every man for himself, you know, I'm talking for my own region. I haven't traveled much." "Do you mean to say " "Young man, I haven't got time to go into details. Do you want to go to Georgia? Come down and start a newspaper." A wooden ship of 2,02S tons is a curiosity indeed, nnd it is no wonder that the peoplo of the wholo surround ing country poured into Rockport, Maine, to see the launch of tho big four-master Fredrick Billings. i Benson's watch, the size of a six pence, creates quite a sensation at the London "Inventions." There is an other thosize of a shilling, which shows tho time, tho year.tho month, the dny of the month and week, and the phas'o of the moon, It arranges itself to suit tho exigencies of leapyenr, and per forms all these various functions by being wound as an ordinary but less complicated chronometer. It repeats, when requircd,the hours, the quarters, and minutes on a deep-toned gong. It is priced at 500. tho aero. I'lant in April and gather in Novolnbcr. Ono plowing, no hoe ing. Fodder till you can't rest. Havo Feuds nnd Lynch-Law In the Southwest. A great deal hns been said and writ ten lately about feuds and lynch-law in tho districts around tho lower Mis sissippi. Tho reports of recent lynch ing there havo probably been very much exngeratcd, and it would certain ly ho unfair to form a positive opinion about tho matter without a thorough knowledge of allthccircumstances. No ono who visited that part of tho country before tho war could return to it now without noticing tho higher de greo of order nnd tho numerous eviden ces of progress. But lynching law breakers and resorting to tho knifo or pistol to settle privato disputes were once ordinary occurrences there, nnd they wero usually marked by a busi-ness-liko coolness which gave them a distinctive character. In tho winter of 185.1-4 I wns clerk of a steamer owned in Wheeling. Tho steamer was obliged to wait somo time at Napoleon for a rise in tho Arkansas river to enable it to pass over the bar at the confluence of that river with the Mississippi. Napoleon then had be tween three nnd four hundred inhabi tants, nnd was considered tho worst place on tho Mississippi except Nat-chez-undcr-thc-Hill. Some of tho dwellings were of considerable size, and, judging from their exterior, wero kept m good order. They were tho resi dences of tho few who belonged to tho better claBS, and who, to a certain ex tent, oxcrcised control over their less reputable townsmen. Wo wero treated very kindly by tho citizens, and they declined any return for their hospitnlity. Wo soon no ticed that wo wero never invited to visit any of them at their dwellings. At their places of business wo wero cordially welcomed, nnd they seemed to taico a great deal of pleasure m giv ing us information and nfibrdingus any amusement in their power. Having some canned oysters among our Btorcs, we twice invited a number of our friends to an oyster supper. Al though our invitations included their families, none but male guests attend ed.. This together with the fact that we rarely saw any ladies on the street, seemed very Btrnngo to us; but wo mnde no comments, for we discovered very soon after our arrival that it would not bo prudent to ask questions about matters that did not concern us. At church one Sundny night we noticed that all the ladies present composing nearly tho wholo of tho congregation wero dressed in black, and many of them were p doep mourn ing. This gave us some idea as to the reason for their cxclusiveness. Soon afterward a murder occurred almost within my own sight. Two friends wero standing on tho street and talk ing pleasantly to each other, when they wero approached by anion whom they did not Know. Suddenly asecond man came closo to tho stranger, and, without saying a word, drew a pistol and shot him dead. Tho murderer was instantly seized.bound, and placed in the jaij. The jail was a tequare pen about thirty feet high, built of hewn logs, without any opening except in the roof. This opening was only large enough to admit ono person atatime, and was protected by a heavy door. Tho prisoner was forced by his cap tors to mount the roof by means of n ladder, and then was lowered by a rope to tho-groiim! ihtride. The f-optf was withdrawn, tho door securely fas tened, and ho wns caged, without any possible means of escape, to await tho verdict and sentence of the jury sum moned by "Judge Lynch." Tho trial was very short." Tho facts wero prov en, and tho verdict wns that tho mur derer should bo severely whipped nnd mado to leave tho town forthwith. Tho whipping was administered, and he left immediately afterward. Of course there was a good deal of excitement over this matter, and all ho male inhabitants collected to talk about it. Tho discussion entended to Somo faniilnr cases of recent occurrence and soon gave rise to angry disputes. In a very short time pistols and knives wero produced, invitations to fight wero given, nnd it seemed that blood would soon bo shed. By tho in terference, however, of somo of tho older and moro influential citizens, quiet wns restored, and no ono wns in jured. Wo wero afterward told that there was hardly a man in the crowd who had not.lost a. father, brother, or near male relative by knife or pistol, either in a supposed fair fight or by foul means. At that time the hatred of negroes from "free States" was intense, while those from "slave States" were treat ed kindly and regarded merely as per sons of an inferior rnce. Sometime before our arrival, a steam er belonging to Pittsburg had stopped at Napoleon, and tho colored Stewart went on shore to buy provisions. While bargaining for them he became involved in a quarrel with a white man and struck him. Ho wns instantly seized, nnd would no doubt have paid for his temerity with his life if some one in tho crowd had not exclaimed: "A livo nigger's worth twenty dead ones! Let's sell him!" This sugges tion was adopted. In a very short .time the unfortunate steward was bound, mounted on a swift horse, nnd hurried away toward tho interior of thostnte. He was guarded by a party of mounted men, and in less than a week's time ho wns working on a plan tation as a slave for life, with no pros pect of communicating with his rela tives or friends. Ono morning the captain of a steam er and I saw a crowd collect, nnd on npproaching it wo found a debate go ing on as to what should be done to a largo and well dressed colored mnn,ev idently under tho influence of liquor, who was seated on tho ground with his arms and legs bound. He had knocked one whito man down and struck several others whilo they wero at temptingto secure him. Thecrowd was undecided whether to give him a good whipping for his offense or to send for his master (who lived on the other bide of the river, in Mississippi) and let him inflict tho punishment. Finally, tho master was sent for. Hesoonnppeard, and stated thathehadgivenhis "boy" permission to come over to Napoleon, and had also given him money to buy flomo tilings ho wanted. He was "a good boy," and had never been in trouble before, and if tho citizens of Napoleon would forgive him this time he, tho master, would guarantee that tho boy should never visit Napoleon again. The master also staled that ho would "stand drinks" for tho wholo crowd Thisgavogeneral satisfaction. Tho drinks wero taken, nndthomnster and his slave wero enthusiastically cs Bortcd to their dugout on tho shore, Much hand-shaking took place, in which tho "boy" participated, and many invitations were given to both to visit Napoleon again; after which they rowed contentedly to tlicirhome. Lippincott's Magazine. . iin Kentucky Mountaineers. Tho mountaineers aro a singular people, writes a correspondent from Kentucky to tho New York Times. They havo not tho slightest idea of law and order as it is understood and practiced in other portions of tho country. Every individual resents an injury with a knife, pistol or gun, provided ho has tho requsito courage to do so, or, if not, waylays and shoots down his enemy whenever ho can bo caught off his guard. Like their prototypes who livo in tho mountains of Georgia, North Carolina and Tennessee, tho Kentucky moun taineers aro a peculiar set of people, differing in every way from the good inhabitants of these states. They aro densely ignorant, nnd aro utterly un able to avail themselves of tho proper process of tho law. Their poverty and illiteracy aro pitiablo in tho ex treme; they know nothing what ever of tho habits of tho civ iliizcd world, and many havo never been beyond theconfines of their own counties. Their houses aro mado of logs and mud, nnd in some sections tho sight of a pane of glass would causo a sensation. Tho virtues they possess nro purely primitive, sug gesting tho savage in many respects. They are strictly honest as to rights of property; they do" not steal; out-, rages aro uncommon, but a failure to be chaste and resultantinbreedinghns caused much idiocy. With such a con dition of things surrounding them, it is an easy matter for a few bold, reso lute, but reckless men to dominate the whole country. Those who nro not killed die from diseases peculiar to peoplo who do not comprehend that cleanliness is next to godliness. The term "husband" or "wife" is never heard. It is "my man" or "my wom an." Nine-tenths of these moun taineers wero in tho Union army, and fought with a courage and fierceness 'that swept everything before them. Their names -indicate on English origin, as, for instance, in Bell county, in Harlan county, as well as in con tiguous sections, you find lots of How ards, Turners, Pursifulls, probably a corruption of the old English name Percivnl, Blanton, Martin, Bowling, otc. A study of tho names, habits, ig norance nnd inclinations of these peo ple causes one to believe that they aro the direct descendants of the convict English class who were sent to this country to serve the gentry in expia tion of crimes committed in England, settling in Georgia, Virginia, the Car olinas, and in after years working into Kentucky and Tennessee. They aro a aivgvccft- ta Kentucky, and in no sense ought they to bo considered as typical Kentuckinns. It is thecrimes of these peoplo that are telegraphed to the country, just as are those of the Tim McCarthys of New York. All other sections of tho State contain peoplo ns enterprising, progressive, in dustrious and cultured as may be found anywhere. It is true that the politicians aro muchtoblamefora failure to properly punish those who engaged in feudalism, nnd who, perhaps, are neglected by the authori ties on tho theory that mountain men, like some classes of jurymen, always stick together, and, when they vote for a friend who has helped them out of a difficulty, it is with a unanimity that nover breaks. The country where they live abounds in the richest of fine forests, full of walnut, whito pine.pop lnr, oak, hemlock and other desirable timber. Their hills nro full of tho finest car-wheel iron known in tho world, and tho coal lands aro pro nounced by Professor Shaler, of Har vard College, to be tho superior of any in America. A deposit of cannel cooj in Breathitt, Letcher and Harlan counties is pronounced the finest in tho world. When railroads aro built through these mountains civilization will reach the inhabitants, and tho example of thrift nnd consequent prof it will", no doubt, play its full part in inspiring .a desire to indulge in habits of industry. Until then there is little chnuce of their improvement. Photographing: ft Cyclone. What would make a finer panorama than a series of pictures of a Kansas town struck by a cyclon e, showing it first, in its ordinary state; second, with the big black cloud which presag ed tho storm in tho background; third, with tho inhabitants fleeing for shelter to their cyclone pits; fourth, with the buildings hurling wildly through the air and the few inhabitants who did not reach cover in time mixed up among the flying debris; nnd last, with the houses and stores mostly in ruins, and tho people cautiously crawlingout of the pits to view tho wreck? If, in stead of five, 500 views should be tak en a few seconds apart, tho wholecould bo nrranged, on tho same principle as a well-known children's toy, in a swift ly revolving series, so as to represent the wholescene justns it occured. The only difficulty in making sets of views like these would be to havo the photog rapher ready with his camera and a set of plates just at tho right moment, and to prevent him nnd his machine from blowing away with tho rest of tho things. But surely modern sciencocan easily solve Buch a trivial difficulty ns this. The possibilities of instantane ous photography are just beginning to be developed. New York Mail and Express. JEFF. DAVIS IN PRISON. Vf Charles S. Tripler' Story of Ills rieasant. Life at Fort Monroe. From tho San Francisco Alta. I was in 1805 First Lieutenant in tho Twelfth United States Infantry, and in tho absenco of my Captain, commanded E Company of the First Battalion of that regiment. Early in October I was ordered to FortMonroe, and reported for duty to Gen. N. A. Miles. My rank ns Lieutenant sub jected mo to detail as officer of the guard, as such I had for the twenty four hours ot my detail immediate chargo of our distinguished prisoner,, my orders being "nottonllowhim out of my Bight during my tour of duty." Mr. Davis was confined to a room in Carroll Hall, which was designed as quarters for Lieutenants, who aro en titled to two rooms only, so all the rooms, except the mess hall and li brary, are in suites of two rooms each Tho doorwnys were nil grated with iron, and a sentry walked before euch on a pile of cocoa matting Bomo four inches thick. Tho officer of tho guard was not allowed to leave tho room ll!ll(Sq rplinl'ml llV Mm nfTjnnf rt the day. nor to sleen at all during his twenty-four hours of duty. The grated windows were lock ed, tho keys being in the custody of tho officer of the day. As was the custom on my first day of duty as officer of the guard I was introduced by my predecessor to Mr. Davis, thus: "Mr Davis, Jlr. Tripler of the Twelfth. Mr. Davis said: "Aro you Stuart Trip ler?" I said: "Yes, sir." Ho then snid he remembered my grandmother (Mrs. Hunt) and had very pleasant recollections of my father (Surgeon Tripler of tho army). We had that first day no further conversation un til tho time came for his daily walk around tho parapet. At that tin.o tho officer of the day came accompan ied by two negro prisoners, unlocked the door, when Mr. Davis, dressed in Btiuff-colored clothes, with a Raglan overcoat and a soft, high-crowned, black felt hat, stepped into my room. Gen. Miles entered nt this time with tho daily papers, which wero placed on a table m Mr. D.'s room. The prison ers commenced nt once to clean up tho room, and wo left in tho following or der: Mr. Davis nnd oflU-'ers of tho guard, ten paces behind two sentries, a couple of paces behind them the of ficer of the day, and lastly, some dis tnnco off, Gen. Miles strolled along reading. We took our time, and Mr. Davis, by his instructive nnd most enter taining conversation, rendered this a. most delightful duty. Ho seemed to know everything. He had tho unusu al faculty of drawing a young man out and making him show his best side. Wo would sometimes stop abreast of tho water battery, in front ofthecom manding officers' quarters, nnd recline on the crest of tho works, where ho would relate pleasant stories of the old army, nsk after common friends, nnd often give mo points in my pro fession which were invaluable. To show how small a matter he would notice and speak of, there were a number of trees growing along "one of the fronts of casements which bore clusters of white berries. Mr. Da vis said: "Lieut. Tripler, I saw you riding, a. wc'-lockuig horse tho other day, but it is out of condition. Those berries you see there are ono of th.; best condition medicines I know of, nnd you can find them nil over tho South; remember that; it's worth knowing." On our return Dr. Cooper's servant came in with Mr. Davis' lunch. All his meals were supplied from Dr. Cooper's table, and Mrs. Cooper wns a notable housewife, and tho markets of Fort Monroe were well supplied; you may be suro Mr. Davis did not suffer. The only re quest ho ever mado mo during tho tinio I was stationed there was to bring him a few apples each timo I camo on guard, which I did. I rather think he asked mo for the soko of letting mo think I was doing him a favor in return for his exceeding kindness to my grand mother when ho was secretary, of war. He could make a request in such a way that you felt he had conferred a favor on you in preferring it. C. C. Clay was confined in tho rooms directly beneath Mr. Davis, but had Mrs. Clay with him, nnd was not guarded as Mr. Davis was. Mrs. Clay used to send sometimes a pitcher of punch to Mr. Davis. My orders not forbidding it, the pitcher was always passed in, Mr. Davis was supplied with good cigars by his friends. I know they were good, because Mr. Davis re marked that "smokers nre gregarious and I can't enjoy a cigar alone," and offered me one nearly every night, after he had assumed his most satanic looking night robes ho wore a .red flannel nightgown, cup nnd drawers. He wns never annoyed, insulted, or worried during his stay. Gen. Miles wnscoldly civil, and others "officially polite." I, perhaps, and nfc wns natural, was moro kindly disposed, but I never exceeded my instructions. I think Mr. Davis will himself givo tho lie to tho exaggerated accounts of his sufferings. Imprisonment is not pleasant under the most fnvoroblo circumstances, and no fallen chief of a great movement could havo expected or received more considerate treatment than did Mr. Davis. A little story comes from El Pa60, Texas, which has a very perceptible moral. Tho city has just gotten anew jail; and the first persons to occupy it aro somo parties who monkeyed with the contracts for the building nnd un dertook to defraud the public out of 50,000. Northern immagratiou is flowing in to North Carolina in a small but steady stream. Most of tho new comers nro farmers or mechanics, uhd the majori ty go to the western part of the State. Recently Dr. Clark Whittierpurchased 00,000 acres of land there, about ono third of Swain county. Ho will divide it into a thousand farms of 00 acres each, and settle them with 1,000 families.
