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    SUNSHIXK COMES TO-MORROW.
Home -days must bo dark and dreary ,
Some lives must bo full of gloom ,
Some hearts of their cares must weary ,
Till they long for rest In the tomb.
Some eyes must grow dim .from weeping
While others are glad and bright ,
Some wake while others are sleeping
Care-free , until morning light.
O.'well for the hearts which sorrow ,
That the longed-for f est draws near ,
And well that the sun to-morrow
May Bhlne on the paths nowdrear. .
Therearc sunny Isles in mid-ocean ,
Where the myrtle and orange bloom ,
Unheeding the wild commotion ,
Or.the depths which no stars illume.
As those isles to the shipwrecked mortal
Tossed about on the ocean's crest ,
So the entrance to Heaven's portal
Tells only of endless rest.
-Lilfa N. Cushman.
A GRASS WIDOW.
" - " " *
Mrs. Cleather was by far the pretti
est and generally the most attractive
among the whole army of grass wid >
OWB 'to be found in gay and gidd ]
Nynee Tal , the hill station of the N
W. P. India. Naturally , as is alwayi
the case in this merry" world we live
in , being ; beautiful , attractive and alto
gether charming , she won the hearts
and admiration of most of the strongei
sex and the envy , hatred and malice o :
the weaker. That was only to be ex
pected ; it is the way of the world , aue
it would have beei * altogether out o ;
the common if it hud been otherwise
Admirers she had many , though ii
would have been hard to pick oui
-among : the multitude ( unless one was
behind the scenes ) who was more fa >
vored than the rest. She distributee :
her attentions equally among them al
at least so far as the eye could see :
and rjding out one afternoon with this
one , rowing on the lake with another
or dancing with a third , nobody was
quite able to fix on any one in particu
lar'whom they could tell of as her OWE
< Hstinctive "bow-wow , " and when
they could set themselves to. manufac
Caring stories and scandals about.
"Five mouths of the Nynee Tal seasor
&ad now gone , and the pretsy Mrs
Cleather had managed to pass un
scathed through all the fiery accusa
tionsTof'tho host of scandal monger !
and gossipers of "thatfestive „ Anglo
Imlian community ; until - quite lately ,
when shehad. . evinced "a' soniewhai
greater partiality for one of her staff
and set all tongues going at once.
"Mind you , " said Mrs. Allison te
Mrs. Barnard one day , "I've heare
queer stories about this young and in
nocent-looking Mrs. Cleather ; not tha
I believe them ; still , there is no smoke
without jure , you know. "
"Quite so , " responds Mrs. Barnard
in her squeaky voice ; and Mrs. Dawsor
tells/me she saw two people very lib
MrsCleather and Capt. Bonn on the
lake--iast night at-11 o'clock ! "
* Dear me ! And all this time he :
(
in the ! '
husband-slaving away plains
" _ Yes ; and you know they've beei
"very much together of late ; they say hi
is always Up at her house every morn
ing-about or 11 , and remains there the
besfe.'part of the day. "
"Ah , it's a crying shame , " says Mrs
Allison , "for such scandals to be al
lowed to go on in public like this ; wlr
does not Mr. Cleather come up ane
look after his wife ? "
"Well I he can'
, suppose , poor man ,
get away from his duties in the plains
butr I think some one ought to wari
Hm of the way his young wife is going
on. "
"Yes , and if I only knew him a bi
.better I'd do so myself just out of pun
Christian charity. "
"But what could one tell him ? Yoi
ee there is as yet no direct evidence o
-anything exactly wrong. "
"No , true , my dear , but if this kine
of thing goes on much longer there wil
be , mark my word. The truth mus
come-to light some day. "
Meanwhile pretty Mrs. Cleather , tbj
pride of the "bow-wows" and the env ;
of her sex , pursued the even tenor d
her ways , utterly callous of what pee
.pie thought or said about her a friene
of everybody who knew her well , am
could appreciate her pleasant manner
and conversation , and the enemy
though not of her own making , of other
who knew her but rightly or not at all
The season was on the wane atNynei
Tal. The rains were over and once
more the lake shone forth in all its for
xuer glory , a'nd the overhanging tree
and rocks covered with fern anef moss
with which its banks were surrounded
made the whole more like a picture ii
fairyland than a reality in the hills o
northern India. Every one was mak
ing the most of the last few weeks tha
were left of the season , and dances
theatricals , picnics and dissipations o
all sorts crowded one on the top of th <
other day after day. Mrs. Cleathe
was everywhere , and the charm ane
the spirit of every ball or picnic sh
went to. Certainly she elid give peopl
-a faint excuse for talkingas Capt. Fern
latterly was never absent from her side
and had these last few weeks evidentl
taken his place as chief of the numerou
staff of her would-be-admirers ; bu
then he was a personal friend of Clea
ther's , her husband , and would nc
that be sufficient in accounting for th
decided preference for him among th
others by the young grass widow ?
On Thursday afternoon about the be
ginning of October Mrs. Allison , Mrs
Barnard and Mrs. Dawson had a smal
and select picnic' of their own at th
most delightful of all resting places
namely the inn known as Rest by th
Way , at Douglas Pale , half way dow :
on the road to Ranibagh. It is a pie
rturesque-little house , situated in th
middle of the valley and surrounded b ;
the most beautiful of gardens , redolen
wiht the sweet odor of acacia am
orange trees , and planted out in th
most artistic style with paims , grasses
trees and bushes of all sorts , westen
as well as oriental. The garden pro
duces fruits of all kinds , cherries , ap
pies , plantains , strawberries , and , ii
fact , everything the thirsty travele
could wish for ; added to which ther
are lo vely walks under the cool shad
of the treei , and green arbors such a
arc seldom seen , where one may hide
away from the maddening crowd and bo
at rest , lulled by the rippling of the sil
ver stream near at hand and the sing
ing of , the birds over head. Such a
place is Douglas Dale , a' veritable gar
den of Eden , a second paradise.
The sun was beginning to set over
the purple hills to the'north as Mrs.
Allison was gradually collecting the
remnants of her army , as they came in
two by two from their walks and talks
in this paradise on earth. Mrs. Alli
son , more staid than the rest , had re
mained behind in the veranda , dear Col.
Verrikcr so kindly remaining too , to
take care of her so kind and thought
ful of him ! but it was not the first time
this gallant officer had performed this
gallant task. Mrs. Allison herself was
a grass widow of'a somewhat doubtful
character , although , according to her
own ideas" , ' prim and proper to a de
gree ; still she.had no real objection to
one of' the male sex , other than her
lawful spouse , being tacked on to her
apron strings for the time being , though
the same arrangement with others was
scandalous in her eyes to a degree.
The party had now all arrived and
were sitting in the far corner of the
veranda sipping tea and chatting pre
vious to their start up the hill again for
Nynee Tal , when they were surprised
by the clatter of pony .hoofs coming
over the bridge towards the house ; and
a lady all alone' , without even a syce
( groom ) , rode into the garden and
pulleJ up in front of the veranda. She
had evidently ridden rather fast , for
her pony was very hot and she very
much out of breath. Getting her foot
out of the stirrup she slid down off her
saddle by herself , and leading the pony
up to the door called the berrer.
Words fail to describe the astonish
ment of the tea party at the other end
of the veranda when , by the light oi
the newly lit lamp over the doorway ,
they recognized the features of the
"spotless and innocent" Mrs. Cleather.
Their excitement knew no bounds ;
they dare not move for fear of being
seen , and thus spoiling the tableau oi
which they would doubtless be wit
nesses. It was only -Mrs. Allison who
could not resist saying in a rather audi
ble whisper , "There I told you so !
How much for the child's innocence
now , I should like to know ? You maj
be sure she's on no good errand down
here all alone at this time of the even
ing. "
However , Mrs. Cleather was mud
too tired or excited with her ride tc
notice anything , and the group undei
the veranda were quite unseen by her ,
Presently the landlprd came to the
door.
"Did you get my note this after
noon ? "
"Yes , ma'am. "
"Is all read > ? "
"Which is the room ? "
"If you will kindly come this way I
will show you ; " and he led her througi
the door leading into a small apart
ment at the other end of the verands
generally known as the 'Bow-wow's
Cave. '
"Dear , dear me , I'd give my besl
diamond ring to know what she's uj
to ! " says Mrs. Allison.
"Well , and I feel rather curious on
the subject , " said a gallant major oi
the Bengal staff corps sitting at liei
side. Did you notice the pony she
rode ? It was a bay' mare ; I know il
by the black stocking on the near hind ,
she ran in the last Gymkhana , and be
longs to Captain Fenn. "
"Ah , doubtless ; she always rides his
ponies in fact , they are almost as mucr
hers as his. "
"Well , " continued Mrs. Allison ,
"Captain Fenn's pony or no , I don'1
care , but I should like very much tc
know what she is doing down here. "
"And perhaps , Mrs. Allison , " said
third party , "this is not the first time
she's been down here at this time. "
"Who knows ? " said the colonel
"She's as lovely as Venus , but you bet ,
as cunning as a serpent , and it's al
ways these quiet ones that are the firsl
to go wrong. "
Their doubts on the subject wen
soon , however , made clearer to them
for while they were discussing the sub
ject another pony and rider arrived ai
the cottage. This time it is a man
and , though enveloped in an overcoai
and with a large Teral hat on his head
it was easy to guess who it was. More
over , the syce and pony both tell the
tale , as it is the steed that Captaii
Fenn rides regularly along the Mai
every day.
The excitement of the lookers or
almost knew no bounds now , and is in
creased when the aged landlord agair
comes forth , and to the very audible
query of "Is Mrs. Cleather in ? " answeri
in the affirmative.
"Which is the room she engaged ? '
"The small room with the red pur
dah over the door , " answers mine host
and retires once more to the inner re
cesses of his house , evidently not wish
ing to be more in the way than possi
ble.
ble.The
The gentleman turns round , order ;
his syce to take the pony to the stable
walks steadily down to the little dooi
at the other end , and lifting aside the
purdah says : "Are you there , ? '
calling Mrs. Cleather by her Christiai
name ; and a sweet voice answers fron
within : . "Yes ; is that you come a
last ? Entrez and shut the door. "
It would require an artist of no meai
ability to paint the countenances of the
party , both men and women , seatee
round the table in the other corner o
the veranda. It was more a look o
intense delight and 'satisfaction tha
displayed itself on the face of both Mrs
Allison and Mrs. Barnard , and a lool
more of surprise and wonder on those
of the others.
"Come , let us go ; this is no fit placi
to be in at such a time of night as this , ' '
quoth Mrs. Allison ; and having or
dered their jompans and ponies the ]
start on their homeward way. They
discuss the affairs of the evening , and
nothing is too bad for either Captaii
Fenn or Mrs. Cleather. The fair one ;
of the party always'believed "there was
something more than a mere flirtatior
in it ; but to come to this too dread
ful ! And what a piece of scandal foi
the end of the season , too ! " As foi
the men of the party , they were more
puzzled than anything. Captain Fenn
was such a friend of Cleather's thej
could hardly believe it ; "however , ' '
they say , "anything is possible with a
woman at the bottom of it. "
By 11 o'clock that night the news
had spread like wildhre among the se
lect gossip circles of Nynee Tal , and
even one fair dame , more energetic
than the rest , wends her way up to
Mrs. Cleather's house to see what she
can wean out of the bearer. All he
knows is that the mcmsahip went off in
a great hurry , and he does'n't think
she would be back till the next day.
Worse and worse ! Was there , ever
such a barefaced piece of scan'dal as
this ? And they determined to-morrow
to let everyone in the place know ol
what has happened.
Morning breaks at Nynee Tal , and
the sun rises over the mountain tops in
all its oriental glory , making everything
around seem bright and happy. .Lit
tle does pretty Sirs. Cleather think
"
there is a "thunderstorm of no small
about to burst over her
Sroportions
ead.
ead.Mrs.
Mrs. Allison , Mrs. Barnard and Mrs ,
Dawson are walking on the Mall about
12 o'clock when who should they meel
but Capt. Fenn himself. He stops and
talks to them , in answer to their que :
ries as to where he was the evening be
fore , says :
"Well , I had rather a slow evening
at the club. I had intended to go
down to Douglas Dale to meet Cleather ;
his wife got a telegram from him in thej
afternoon telling her he would be there
at 7:30. So I sent down my pony to
Ranibagh for him to ride up the hill
on. 1 believe they remained there
last night. I'm rather expecting to
see them coming up the Mall now. By
Jove , there they are ! "
The Star of Bethlehem Likely Soon to
Appear.
Providence Journal.
The theory concerning the "Star of
Bethlehem" is based on a poetical
foundation , having little to support it.
In the year 1752 Tycho Brahe , a Dutch
astronomei , discovered a new star near
Caph , in the constellation Cassiopea.
It increased in brilliancy until it wag
as bright as Venus , and could be easily
seen at noonday. It continued to shine
brightly for a month , then gradually
grew dim and , in sixteen months , dis
appeared from view. It was looked
upon as a new creation or a sun on
fire , and the general opinion was that
it would never again shine in the star
depths.
Forty years later the telescope was
invented. When it was turned to the
position in the heavens occupied by the
blazing star , a minute star was found
near the identical spot. This tele
scopic star is still there and is doubt
less the same one that blazed forth in
1572. The discovery that it existed led
astronomers to search astronomical
records , and it was found that similar
bright stars had appeared in the same
region of sky in 945 and 1264. Count
ing back three periods from 945 we
are brought to the near vicinity of the
birth of Christ.
About twenty-four of these tempo
rary stars have appeared in the last
2,000 years , subject , like the stariui
Cassiopea , to sudden outbursts , fol
lowed by a return to their normal in
significance. They are now classed as
variable stars , subject to sudden out
bursts due to eruptions of blazing hy
drogen , and which are followed by long
periods of quiescence. If it appears
at all it will surely blaze forth by 1885 ,
There is a possibility , therefore , thai
the long lost star of Bethlehem , the
Pilgrim star , the star of 1572 , or Tychc
Brahe's star for it is known by all oi
these names will once more become
shining wonder in the sky.
A BIRD CONTENTION.
Said One Crow Unto His Hates. "
New Vor Sun.
A few years ago , while strolling ii
the woods , l observed a very curiou :
action on the part of a flock of crows
I had sat down to rest under a low pine
'
tree , which must have hidden ine'en
tirely from any eye which might loot
down from a'bove , and a few minute :
later about fifty or sixty crows came
flying.up and alighted on the branches
ot a large oak tree which the time
being early spring had not yet pul
forth its leaves. They had no more
than alighted when they all broke intc
vociferous cawings , all talking at once ,
and making a tremendous uproar. In
the midst of this row one of the birds ,
a large , glossy fellow , apparently one
of the oldest of the band , left the gen
eral concourse and flew to the topmost
bough , where he perched in silent and
solemn state. Immediately the jargoning -
ing of the rest began to lessen , fell intc
scattered and indistinct murmur-ings ,
and finally ceased altogether , exactly
as a company of human beings , which
converses while awaiting the coming oi
the lecturer , becomes gradually silent
when the man who is expected arrives
at last. As soon as the noise of the
rabble had ceased , the moderator , or
whatever else he was , on the top of the
tree began to speak , and jabbered and
croaked away for fully a minute , bob
bing his head about very animatedly ,
and adding emphasis to his discourse
by occasional ruovenents of his wings ,
which evidently stood to him in the
i place of the brachial gestures of man.
Then he ceased , and the audience be
low , who had remained in attentive and
respectful silence during the exordium ,
broke out again into a hoarse and con
fused outcry , which was doubtless in
discussion of some suggestion that the
speaker had advanced. Then the old
crow in the tree top again lifted up his
voice and gave the band another taste
of his tongue , after which another gab
bling talk took place , and then the
whole congregation arose upon theii
wings and flew rapidly away. I would
have given a great deal to be able tc
follow them and see what they did ,
and learn therefrom what the discus
sion was all about. That they
seriosuly debated some plan of ac
tion I have no doubt , but whether it
was a campaign against some ob
noxious owls , a strategic movement
upon so.me farmer's corn field , or a dis
cussion of some abstruse point of crow
ethics or policy , I to this day I have nc
idea whatever"
Few walking or visiting costumes are
composed of woolen stuff only.
V ,
THE MOON INHABITED.
Towns , VillagrH nntl Cultivated JTIolila Cai
bo Seen.
At-the astronomical observatory o
Berlin , says a translation Irorn Nyj
Pressen Helsingfor , a discovery hai
lately been made which , without doubt
will cause the greatest sensation , no
only among the adepts in science , bu
even among the most learned. Prof
Blendmann , in that city , has found
beyond a doubt , that our old friend , the
moon , is not a mere lantern whicl
kindly furnishes light for tlic loving
vouth and gas companies of our planet
but the abode of living , intelligent
beings , for which he is prepared to fur
nish proofs mostconvincing.
The question has agitated humanity
from time immemorial , and has beer
the object e < f the greatest interest. Bui
the opinions have always differed verj
widely , and no two minds held one ane
the same. Already in ancient time ;
the belief prevailed that the moon wa :
inhabited by some higher organized
intelligent beings , somewhat resembling
man , and in older to communicate
with them the earthly enthusiast ;
planted rows of trees several miles ir
length , so as to form the figure of the
Pythagorean theorem. The celebratei
astronomer , Schroder , in the beginning
f the present century , fancied that he
could detect places on the surface o ;
the moon which periodically grew
lighter and darker , and fro in this fad
he derived the conclusion that the
phenomenon was the proof of uxisting
vegetation. During the last few de
cades , however , the irlua of life on the
moon has been held up to ridicule , anc
totally scorned by men of learning
But , nevertheless , it has now beer
proved to be correct.
By accident Dr. Blendmann fount
that the observations of the moon gave
but very unsatisfactory results , owing
to the intensity of the light power of the
moon's atmosphere , which is so strong
that it affects the correctness of the ob
servations in a very high degree , lit
then conceived the idea to make tfy
object-glass of the retractor less sensa
tive to the rays of light , and for thai
purpose he darkened it with the smoke
of camphor. It took mouths of experi
menting before he succeeded in finding
his right decree of obscurity of the glass
and jvhen finally found he then witl
the refractor took a very accurate phote
of the mson's surface. This he placed
in a sun microscope , wh'ch gave the
picture a diameter of 55i feet. The
revelation was most startling. It per
fectly overturned all hitherto enter-
tamed ideas of the moon's surface ,
Those level plants which formerly were
held to be oceans of water proved to be
verdant fields , and what formerly were
considered mountains turned out as
deserts of sand and oceans of water ,
Towns and habitations of all kinds were
plainly discernible , as well as sigjns oi
industry and traffic. The learned pro-
fessor's study and observations of old
Luna will be repeated every full moor
when the sky is clear , and we venture
to predict that the time is not far of
when we shall know more about the
man in the moon than as being , ar
agent in English politics.
HENRY CLAY'S DAUGHTER.
The Mournful History Clustering Abou
a Iiittle Stone Sarcophagus in an
Old Graveyard at Lebanon.
Just to the right of the entrance to ;
small , illy-kept , almost unused grave
yard at LebanonO. a little city famee
the state over as being the home fo :
years of the most gifted orator of hi
time , Thomas Corwin is a stained ane
moldy sarcophagus , less than three fee
in hight and six feet in length , inclosee
by a rude fence of barbed wire , stretch
ed upon clumsy , unhewn posts. Th <
yard bears every evidence of neglect
The ground around it is sunken , ane
the grass and briers clamber up th <
dingy stone tomb's side , and show ;
disposition to cover it Irom view. The
poor , neglected grave is a stranger t <
the attention of love-guided hands. A
cluster of sweet violets now lift theii
bright faces from the grass near the
head of the tomb , but thyy came there
by chance. A little later on , the grave
will be showered by the blackberry' !
pretty white blossoms , but the break ;
upon which they burst to bloom were
planted there by kindly nature.
And yet beneath these rough slab ;
of stone lie the remains of a noble
young girl , upon whom in life was be
stowed the extravagant love of one o ;
America's grandest minded men ; i
young ; girl whose untimely death sad
dened. the life of one of the country's
broadest and wisest statesmen. Thai
neglected grave contains the remains
of a youthful woman , over whose rest
ing place a fitting monument should be
erected by the people w'hom her fatb
er's brilliancy so ably served. But it is
neglected , uncared for and almost un
known save to a few outside of Leban
on' limits.
It is unpleasant to think that the off'
spring ; of such noble parentage is thu :
permitted to suffer long years of almosl
utter neglect among a people whc
knew the story of her birth and of hei
distinguished father's merits , but true
it is that in that humble grave lie the
remains of a daughter of Henry Clay
the man whom Kentucky honors'above
all men , the man who labored se
grandly in the interests of a nationand
was within a step of the presidential
chair. Around that little grave clus
ters a mournful , romantic history. II
was related to a Leader reporter a fe
days ago by one of the old citizens o :
Lebanon , while standing beside the
stone sarcophagus , within the rustj
barbed wire inclosure. Said the Lead'
er's friend :
'Henry Clay , you know , was one o :
he four prominent presidential candi
dates John Quincy Adams , Jacksoi
and Crawford. He received thirty
seven electoral votes for the position
sa 'The electoral college failed to make
a'hoice , and when the work of elect
ing a president devolved upon the
house of representatives , Clay , seeing
that he could not win himself , carriei
his strength over to Adams and se
cured the latter's election. InMarcl
of the following year , when Adams or
ganized his cabinet , he tendered Cla ]
the premier's portfolio. Clay went or
to Washington , and after he had fa
mtliarized himself with the duties oi
secretary of state , ho returned on i
visit to his homo in Kentucky to see hi ;
family , among whom was a bcautifu
and intellectual daughter , Eliza , whorr
he particularly loved. Eliza , at thai
time , had just turned her twelfth year ,
but she was wise and womanly for hei
years , and it was one of the principal
objects of Clay's long and tedious jour
ney to Kentucky to bring Eliza tc
Washington with him on his return
Travel in these days was not the easy ,
luxurious affair that it is now. The
cumbrous stage coach was the onlj
public conveyance that traversed the
pikes , and the trip from Kentucky tc
Washington city was both long anel
wearying. Henry Clay and his elaugh-
ter started for the capital from Lexing
ton , Ky , early in August. Miss Chij
was rather delicate , physically , ana
found traveling by coach a very dis
tressing : affair. The hotel faro on the
route did not agree with her , ami the
various changes and discomforts she
experienced brought on a malady that
became so alarming when Lebanon was
reached that a stop was made here anel
medical aid summoned to attenel the
young lady at her hotel. She grew
worse instead of better , anel one night ,
after a delirious flight , followed by a
brief period of consciousness , she died
in her father's arms.
"It was impossible for Mr. Clay tc
return home with the remains of his
dead child , so it was determined to
bury her here temporarily. The inten
tion was to remove her remains to
Kentucky , and place them in the fami
ly burial place.
" "Mr. Clay , sad-hearted and weighted
down by grief , completed his journey
to Washington. His busy and not un
troubled life at the capital , as Premier
of Adams' Cabinet , is a matter of pub
lic history. The grass over his daugh
ter's grave , and the snow of two win
ters covered its meanly appearance
with spotless mantles of white , and yet
no move was made to have the remains
transferred to Kentucky. In the third
summer , I think , the rough sarcopha
gus was erected by Mr. Clay , who
seemed to have determined not to dis
turb his daughter's rest. The inscrip
tion upon the upper tablet tells the sad
story in brief. "
The reporter leaned over , anil af
ter taking up with a handkerchief the
water that filled up the depressed portions
tions of the lettering , made out the
following :
* *
In Memory of
KLI7.A 11. CLAY ,
Daughter of
HUNKY AND LUCKKTIA CLAY ,
Who Died on the
llTH DAY OK AUGUST , 1823.
Cut down in the bloom of a prom
ising youth , while traveling
through Ohio , hence from Lex
ington , Ky. , to Washington City.
Her parents , who have erected thi >
monument t her memory , console
themselves with the hope that she
now abides in heaven.
The Kinds of Life Not Worth Living.
Dr. Talmage.
A life of mere money-getting ii
always a failure , because you will nevei
get as much as you want. The pooresl
people in this country are the million
aires , and next to them those who have
$500,000. There is not a scissors grind
er in New York or Brooklyn so anxioui
to make money as those men who have
piled up fortunes for years. The dis
ease of accumulating has eaten inte
them. That is not a life worth living
There are too many earthquakes in it.
too many shipwrecks , too many perdi
tions. They build their castles and
open their picture galleries , and make
every inducement for happiness tc
come , but she will not.
So also a life that chiefly strives foi
wordly approval is a failure. The twc
most unfortunate men in the United
States for the next six months will be
the two presidential nominees. Twc
Ejreat reservoirs of malediction have
been gradually filling up , : ind about
midsummer they will be brimming full ,
and a hose will lie attached to them
and they will begin to play on the two
nominees , and they will have to stand
and take it the falsehood , the carica
ture , the venom , the filth , and they
will be rolled over in it and choketl
with it. To win that privilege a hun
dred candidates are striving.
The same thing is seen on a smaller
scale in the strife for social position.
Good morals and intelligence are not
necessary , but wealth , or the show oi
wealth , is absolutely indispensable. It
don't make any difference how you
get your wealth , if you only get it.
Perhaps you get it by failing four or
five times the most rapid way of ac
cumulation in this country. If a man
fails once he is not so very well off ; but
if he fails twice he is comfortable , and
by the time he fails three times he is
affluent. But when you really loose
your money , how quick they drop you !
High social life is constantly in a
change insecurity dominant , wretch
edness dominant and a life not worth
livinsr.
Nebraska Delegates in Chicago.
The Nebraska delegation , says a
Chicago dispatch of June 1st , reached here
early this morning in a special car over the
Wabash road. They organized by electing
John 51. Thurston chairman , and agreed
upon the following distribution of honors :
Vice president for .Nebraska. E. L. Ileeel ;
member of committee on rules and order ol
business , Chas , P. Matthewson ; for com
mittee on credentials , W. T. Scott ; forper-
manent organization , J. H. llaccall ; foi
member of the national committee , Church
Howe. 2fo agreement has been reached as
to the vote , but it is probable that
they will divide. Governor TUwes , mem
ber of the national committee , and G. W.
Dorsey , chairman of the state committee ,
are working hard to get the solid vote ol
Nebraska for Elaine , at least on the first
ballot , but their success is doubtful. It i :
certain thatBlaine cannot retain more than
three votes after the first ballot. A large
number of Xebraskans arrived to-day. The
congressional delegation , including ilessrs.
Manderson , Tan Wyck and Laird , will ar
rive from Wasbincr on to-morrow morning.
He Was Bald-Heaeled.
Chicago Herald.
"Here , stand up , old bald-head,1'
said the keeper of the bull-pen at the
Harrison street police court to a ragged
specimen who was pulled up before
Justice Foote.
"Don't call me bald-head , " pleaded
the man. "If you knew how I came
to be bald-headed you would let me go
and say nothing. " The ragged devil
pumped up a tear as an accompani
ments.
"How did you como to bo bald ? "
asked the court , as ho chewed a pen
holder that was painted red. *
"Your Honor , " began the man , bal
ancing himself one one leg , "when I , ,
was a ooy I was my father's son tender - f
or and only beloved in the sight of my
mother. Well , your Honor , every time i
I went out of the house my mother . \
would smooth my hair with her hand , f
like this and bless ine ; and when I '
went on the street the young ladies -1
came along and said what a purty \ '
child ho is , and they would smooth my s ,
hair , too. Well , your Honor , my hair I
was thin , anyway , and these smooth-
ings every day in the week wore it off ,
and I became bald before me time. H
See ? " ( '
"You are an actor ? " asked the
court.
"No , sir. "
"Then why do you say me for my ?
Six months. "
How the Old Printer Passed Away.
Uurllnnton Ilawkoye.
And so , year after year , ho wrought
among the boys on a morning paper.
He went to bed about the time the rest
of the world got up , and he rose about
the time the rest ot the world sat down
to dinner. He worked by every kind
of light except sunlight. There were
candles in the office when he came in ;
then they had lard oil lamps that
smoked and sputtered and smelled ;
then he saw two or three printers
blinded by explosions of camphene and
spirit gas ; then kerosene came and
heated up thonewsroom on summer
nights like : i furnace ; then the oilice
put in gas , and now the electric light
swung from the ceiling and dazzled his
old eyes , and glared into them from
his copy. If he sang on his way home j
a policeman bade him "cheese that , "
and reminded him that he was disturb
ing the peace and people wanted to
sleep. But when he wanted to sleep
the rest of the world , for whom he had
sat up ail night to make a. morning pa
per , roared and crashed by down the
noisy streets under his window , with
cart and truck and omnibus ; blared
with brass bands , howled with hand-
organs , talked and shouted ; and even
the shrieking newsboys , with a ghastly
sarcasm , murdered the sleep of the old
printer by yelling the name of his own
paper.
Year after year the foreman roared
at him to remember that this wasn't an
afternoon paper , editor's shrieked down
the tube to have a blind man put on
that deael man's case ; smart young
proof-readers scribbled sarcastic com
ments on his work on the margin of his
proof slips , they didn't know how to
read ; long-winded correspondents
learning : to write , and long-haired
poets who could never learn to spell ,
wrathfullv cast all their imperfections
upon his head. But through it all he
wrought patiently , and found more
sunshine than shadow in the world ; he
had more friends than enemies. Print
ers and foremen and pressmen and re
porters came and went , but he stayed ,
and he saw newsroom and sanctum
filled and emptied and filled and emp
tied again and filled again with new
strange faces. He b elieved in- his craft ,
anel to the end he had a silent pity ,
that came as near being contempt as
his good , forgiving old heart could feel ,
for in editor who nad not worked his
way from a regrular devilship up past
the cases and the imposing stone.
He worked all that night , and when
the hours that are so short , in the ball
room and so long in the composing-
room , drew wearily on , he was tired.
He hadn't thrown in a very full case , he | !
said , anel he had to climb clear into the
boxes and chase a type up into a cor
ner before he could get hold of it. One
of the boys , tired as himself but a
printer is never too tired to be good-
natured offered to change places with
him , but the old man said there was
enough in the case to last him through
this take , and he wouldn't work any
more to-night. The type clicked in
the silent room , and by and by the old
man said :
"I'm out of sorts. "
Anei he sat down on the low window
sill by his case , with his stick in his
hand , his hands folded wearily in his
lap. The types clicked on. A galley
of telegraph waited.
"What gentleman is lingering with
D 13 ? " called the foreman , who was
always elangerously polished anel polite
when ho was on the point of exploding
with wrath and impatience.
Slug Nine , passing by the alleystop-
ped to speak to the old man sitting
there so quietly.
The telegraph boy came running in
with the last manifold sheet shouting :
"Thirty ! "
They carried the old man to the fore
man's long table and laid him down
reverently and covered his face. They
took the stick out of his nerveless hand ,
and read his last take :
BOSTON , Nov. 23. The American bark
Pilgrim went to pieces off Marblehead in a
light gale about midnight. She wad old ,
and unseaworthyand this was to have been
her la = t trip.
"Blaine and Yictory. "
The California delegation to the national -
tional repiiblican convention at Chicago left f
San Francisco by special train on the 26th *
via the Central and Union Pacific and the
Chicago and Northwestern. The delegates
and party numbered thirty-five. The
Nevada delegates was taken aboard en-
route. Two hundred excursionists accom
panied the delegations. Reception were to
be held at points along the line east of the
Missouri river and at Chicago , where they
are timed to arrive on the 31st. The Cali
fornia and > Tevada delegations will make
their headqua/ters at the Palmer house.
The sleeping coaches are handsomely deco
rated and bore the legend "Blaine and
Victory. "
The Shropshire Down is a reliable
breeder and good mother , will average
more than one lamb a year and yields
a close heavy fleece of medium long
wool of fairly fine texture. It is a
larger , leggier sheep than the South
down , but has not such good forequar-
ters. It combines excellence of both
carcass and fleece.
Strength of character is not merely
strength of feeling. It is the resolute
restraint of strong feeling. It is un
yielding resistance to whatever would
disconcert us from without or unsettle
us from within. [ Charles Dickens.