'MY PICTURE.
I stood at my wc tcrn window ,
Thankful that I couM stand ,
So lon had I bicn irw risonecl.
Ileld do ru.by affliction's Land.
Ldrank In the dories before me.
As only a thirsty soul can ;
I feasted my eye411 port beauty ,
Surpassing endeavors of man.
The artist supreme held the palette ,
The canvas was wide and high.
The colors were perfectly bcnue ! %
The thema wu the sunset sky.
Afar shone the beautiful river.
Reflecting the glow of the skies ,
A-ncar rose 'he pride of the forest ,
Aflame with autumnal dyes.
This picture Is mine. I whlsccred ,
To have and to field for aye ,
No price have I paid for the Master
Bestows what we never could buy.
Harriet Newell San ticlck in the Current.
HER BOATMAN.
It was a moonlight night. The river ,
dark and sullen , moved in its rocky bed
like some gigantic serpent half over-
Dome by the lethargy of sleep.
Here and there the moonbeams fell
upon the surface of the water , great
spots of silvery whiteness , amidst the
dark shadows cast by the heavy foliage
of the cedar .shrubbery which grew be
tween the almostperpendicular rocks of
the high banks.
Fifty feet above the surface of the
water they reared themselves , and at
one point they jutted forward as if to
salute each other , while the river be
neath them deepened and narrowed.
At this point a bridge had once been
thrown across a bridge which had be
come a complete ruin , one timber alone
remaining to mark the spot , one long
and narrow beam it could not have
been more than six inches in width
still maintained its place , and in mute
language informed the stranger that
once there had been connection be
tween Rocky Hill and the mountains
on the other side.
Upon the surface of the river there
was a small rowboat , containing a slen
der , crouching form wrapped in a dark
cloak.
From the top of the bank upon either
side this rowboat would have been in
visible , but it was there , making its
way up and down past the rocky butt
ress which upheld the beam , always
avoiding the moonlit spots upon the
river.
The sounds of carousal were usurp
ing the place of the quiet of the night ,
the drunken jest and the course laugh
ter breaking in upon the sentimental
notes of "Home , Sweet Home" sung ,
you would have averred , by some lone
ly youth who was far from the scenes
of h s boyhood came plainly to the
ears of this silent watcher upon the riv
er , who , it seemed , could not tear her
self away from'thc sounds which came
from the saloon upon the river's bank.
Once only did the moonbeams fall
upon her fair , upturned face.
It was tho face of a woman who
should never have been in that wild ,
lonely spot. 1'stening for "the sound of
tv vo ce that had grown to address her
with refined words which were tho
eruelist of the cruel , waiting there up
on that lonely river , for she knew not
what.
Muriel Warner was the daughter of
wealthy parents. Sho had married ,
when very young , a man whom sho
Lad worshipped as the embodiment of
manly worth aud the perfection of
manly beauty. Friends and relatives
had crowded about her with envious
congratulations , and for a time her
life was perfect happiness.
But a change had come. Fred War
ner was not what he had seemed. On
ly a few short weuks of happiness , and
the handsome husband plunged into
the wildest dissipation. Friends re
mained to her as long : is the money re
mained , and then they began to hint
that perhaps Muriel was not altogether
blameless.
This was something which the spir
ited wife could not stand. She broke
with relatives and friends , and clung to
the dissipated man who wis her hus
band. From one city to another he had
dragged her with him , and now he had
deserted her and she had followed him.
His was the cultured voice , which
warbled of "Home , Sweet Home. "
while his wife was a penniless , half-
crazed creature , out upon the river.
And she was penniless , for , regard
less of food or shelter , sho 'had paid
out her last cent for the use of the
boat which brought her , unseen , yet
nearer to him.
A quick , sharp report broke in up
on the mellow voice of the singer.
It was repeated again and again.
It was the report of a revolver.
Meriel could hear the excited shouts ,
the heavy tramplinsr of feet , the bang
ing of a door , and then the weird cry ,
" 1
"Murder !
Half paralyzed , the frightened wo
man rested upon her oars just under
the beam which had once belonged to
the old bridge.
The sound of heavy fccf , rapidly
approaching , came from the bank
olose at hand , and then a dark form
rushed out between her and the moon
lit sky above lior.
It was a man's figure , and he was at
tempting to cross1 the river upon the
a arrow beam.
Excited shouts and the tramp of
hurried feet followed him to the river's
brink.
"Stop ! " shop ted a voice. "I arrest
you for murdei "
No n-ply cane from the escaping
figure , which sped nimbly along its
narrow way.
A sharp chorus of revolvers follow
ed ; shot after shot was fired , and then
the dark figure wavered , the hands
grasped wildly at the air , and then
there was a fall.
The water deluged Muriel with a
shower of drops as the body entered
the water. Shouts and the exultant re
treating voices held her attention until
she feltsomething creeping into the boat
behind her.
She turned and Buttered a faint
shriek.
A man , and more than likely the
murderer , had taken possession of her
little'craft
-Give me the oars , said a stern ,
voice.
'
. -y&s * tofe- - - ' '
are not womiuuil. ilu-.n. " nhe
said , shrinking away from the drippin < !
figure.
_ " ! am not wounded. " returned the
voici1 , and then s leiilly the boat was
rowed into tho deepest shadows and up
the stream.
Moment after moment crept by.
The moon went down , darkness fell
entirely over the sluggish waves of tho
river , and yet the straugo pair were
s lent.
The high banks d sapp-jared , the
stream grew narrower , and at length
the stranger drew the boat close up to
the shore.
"Madam , " said the figure , bending
close up to Muriel , "tell me what you
thnk about this affair. "
"I think that you have shot some
owe , " replied Muriel , awakening par
tially from the trance-like feel.ng
which had crept over her.
"You are right. To-night I became
the murderer of Fred. Warner. "
"Fred. Warner is my husband , and I
was on the river listening to his vo.ce , "
she said in the same calm tone.
"You will listen to his voice no more.
The Woman that ho brought to Rocky
hill is my wife. "
And then Muriel knew the name of
the man who had rowed her boat that
night
It was Ralph Resseguie , the banker
and the millionaire , whose home and
happiness her husband had ruined.
She had never met him before , but
she had heard often of his generosity
and of his great wealth.
"God have mercy to-night upon four
of his miserable creatures , " sho said
still calmly.
"Three , " corrected Resseguie , grim
ly. "Muriel Warner I know the entire
history of your life. I lear-iuil it while
I was hunting your husband down. I
ask no sympathy. I have done a delib
erate murder. I do not wish you to
conceal the mode of my escape. Fred.
Warner was your husband. He would
have returned to you after a'time. I
have made this impossible. . You have
neither home nor friends. I have inonev ,
tho accursed stuff with which I bought
my false wife. In a short time I shall
bo huug for this murder. I have no
relatives upon whom to bestow ray
wealth. It will all go to strangers.
Accept this packet , then ; it is yours to
do with as you think best , and I cannot
but bo thankful for the chance which
has thrown you in my way. "
A packet dropped into Muriel Warn
er's lap as these words were spoken.
The boat rocked slightly as the tall fig
ure sprang upon the shore , and then
she was alone iu the darkness upon the
river.
Alter this she wandered about the
world , a woman whoso life and feel
ings seemed benumbud forover. She
knew what had happened al Rocky hill ,
but she had no desire to return there
and gaze upon the dead face of her
husb.ind. She had no wish to return
to the friends who had grown cold
when misfortune come upon her. Sho
knew that R.ilph Resseguie had made
her a wealth.woman , but she felt none
of the scruples which sho once would
have felt about accepting his money.
She never spoku of that night in the
boat with any to whom she'camo in
contact.
She never heard whether Ralph Res
seguie was captured or not. She never
knew what became of his miserable
wife.
wife.Her
Her past life seemed a half forgotten
dream , aud she was only dimly con
scious of the real ty of anything.
At thirty-live years of age Muriel
Warner was a beautiful and cultured ,
woman. She had visited nearly all the
countries of the Oid World. Acqua nt-
ances she made , but never friends , and
these often wondered when in reply to
their inquiries she would say :
"I never read a newspaper. I novel
write nor receive a letter.
. But her t me of awaken'ng came ,
aud the one to stir the dormant emo
tions of her woman's heart was a
stranger , and a man.
It was at the Bahama Island where
she first met Norman Van Ness.
He was forty years of age a Her
cules iu the fullness of his manhood ,
and h j seemed to be attracted , nay , to
love her from the very first.
Her deep blue eyes soon grew to
watch for him. nnd became soft ami
tender beneath the light iu his dark
ones , and with the growth of her new
love manv of the feelings of her youth
came back to her.
Father and mother , long forgotten ,
became dear once more to her , and
often she caught herself thinking.
"If h ever speaks , and if after I
havo told him all. we are ever mar
ried , I will got him to take me home to
my parents. "
But he did not speak. Weeks grew
into months , and tlu longed-for love-
words never came. Muriel's heart
again began quivering with pain. She
knew not that its numbness had de
parted forever.
Sometimes she felt that she ought to
move on ; to get away Irom. influences
which more likelv would prove sadden
ing to her , but she could not at once
bring herself to do this.
While she was debating tho subject iu
her mind the cris s came.
A storm had been sweeping over tho
Bahamas , a vessel was going to pieces
upon th reef. Muriel was out upon
the wave-washed shore , her eyes bright
and her cheeks rosy with excitement.
Her golden brown hair had been loos
ened" br the driving wind , aud she was
that rare but delicious creature , a
woman beautiful when she is mature.
Norman Van Ness was by her side ,
and Muriel expressed a wish to row
out near to tho life-saving boats ,
which were battling w.th the waves
and overladen with human beings
whom the } ' had rescued in a half-
drowned state.
"Let ma ba your boatman , " pleaded
Van Ness , and Mur.el could not repress
her thoughts which whispered to her
of that loug-for otten night when her
husband's murderer had been her boat
man. "
The strong man took his place at the
oars. Out over the waters they rowed
together , the dreadful past rising so
strong b'eforo the woman that sho had
no thought of the man so near her.
"Muriel. " said he , in a low voice ;
"Muriel , Muriel , 1 love you , but I have
no right to siy : these words to you.
Muriel , have 3 on never thought that ]
ioht be Ralph Resse ° ; uie ? "
"Can it bo ? " she said , slowly. "I
tlid not see your face by daylight , you
know.1
"Yes , it is I , a married man and a
murderer : but still I love you , Mu
riel. "
"And I lore you , " she said in a tone
of despair.
They were nearing the life-boats
now , and one of the crew shouted :
"Van Ness , " we cannot go back just
ret , and hero is a man and woman
who need immediate attention , if they
arenot already dead. We will put
them in your boat , and you can take
them ashore. "
Ready hands' laid the dripping bodies
in the bottom of the boat , and with
strong strokes and averted head Ralph
Resseguie pulled for the shore.
When they were nearing land he
glanced for the first time at his burden.
"My God , my wife ! " he cried.
"And Fred. Warner , " said Muriel ,
with a thrill of relief and horror.
It was" true. Fred. Warner had not
died , and the deed which had made
these two wanderers upon the face of
the earth , had been a farce , after all.
The days of the guilty pair on earth
j were numbered. Mabel Resseguie
aever recovered consciousness. Fred.
Warner lived a few days , long enough
to ask the forgiveness of the two he
had wronged , and then expired.
Ralph Resseguie and Muriel War
ner were married and returned to
Muriel's old home , where , in the sun
shine of happiness , the dark days of
their lives were forgotten. Chicago
Mail.
Art in New Yorlc Saloons.
What with turning groggerics into
art galleries , confronting the customer
with mahogany and mirors at every
turn , and even abolishing the bar itself
and compelling him to drink at a side
board , the drinker must begin to feel
compelled to maintain his dignity and
experience much discomfort at the
thought of behaving improperly in the
presence of such elegant furniture.
Mahogany has become so common as
to bo vulgar , and piano-makers recog
nizing the fact , long since abandoned
the brighter shades in cases , and now
put out only dark structures in this
wood. But the saloons are catching
this point , too , and at least one down
town liquor dealer has modeled his
business place accordingly. Instead of
brilliant mahogany the interior walls
are sheathed with subdued walnut. In
other respects this saloon is unique. It
is very small , about twenty feet by
eighteen , but it is divided into three
departments : Bur proper , soda-water
and other. temperance drinks , and
c gars. Besides these there is a special
desk for the cash er , and a little private
office. The bar proper is separated by
partitions from tho other departments ,
and a fat. gorgeously-arrayed cash boy
travels between it and the cashier for
the convenience of customers who are
disinclined to walk across the room.
There are stock and news tickers iu
the corners , one or two comfortable
arm-chairs , a shelf full of directories ,
and the polite attendants. Incandes
cent lamps , in clusters , illume the
place. A particularly interest.ng feature
of the furnishings is the cigar-case.
The glass panels , instead of being
fastened into nickel-plated brass rails ,
are inserted in pearl rails , which glist
en and glow with all the colors of the
prism. But the most interest.ng thing
of all about this little establishment is
that it is ou that acre of land that is
the most valuable property in the coun-
liy , and it is frequently asserted that
no site in the world is rated higher
the immediate neighborhood of the
stock-exchange a'oug Wall from Broad
street to Broadway. Vor. Indianapolis
News.
Tho Principal Topic of 1S83.
"In the retrospect of the year just
closed the most prominent topic ol
public thought which appears is the La
bor question , " snys The Kcw York
World. "Numerous strikes , large and
small , have occurred. Several of them
were of great importance. The whole
business of the country felt the effect
of tho railroad strike in the Southwest ,
and the wholesale trade of St. Louis
was in large part suspended for weeks.
The yast packing houses of Chicago
were twice closed , and in the later in
stance the mil tary were called upon to
preserve order. The people of this
city and of Brooklyn worn seriously in
commoded more than once by "tie-
ups" of the street , railways. The list
of these interruptions in the regular
course of things might be extended in
definitely.
"All this has involved a great loss
both to capital and in wa es , but it is
not without its compensating features.
The employed have in consequence , as
a class , a clearer insight of the fact
that there are influences which regulate
earnings which employers cannot alter ,
and that it is futile to ask more than
a bus'ness will justify. The employers
on the other hand have a better under
standing of the importance of paying
fair prices and of extending considerate
treatment generally to their men. It
appears that these descriptions of wis
dom cannot be acquired without being
paid roundly for. There has been an
important acquisition of this character ,
and matters rest on a better basis than
they did a vear ago. It has been pret
ty well established that neither injustice
nor violence is a wise quality. "
Kot a Monoply.
"Bub , what does your father do ? " in
quired a farmer of a lad who had
"caught a bob" on his sleigh.
On the railroad , " was the reply.
"Then you git off or I'll lay the whip
on you ! Railroads are .blamed mono
polies ! "
' But my father's a brakeman. and
he's just had his pav reduced ten per
cent. "
"Oh , wall , that alters the case , and
you may stick. I've just lost a bag of
oats off the sleigh , and I know how to
sympathize , with him. " Detroit Free
Press.
The Truth , the Whole Truth , Etc.
A man may sit in your office all day
and not be a bore , provided he will
lis'len while you talk. New Haven
News-
CHANGES IN ALABAMA.
Tlio Planters'Trnnsrcrrlnsr Their In *
torests to the Towns Xorthoru
3Icu IiivcstiiiK * J n.rjely lii
IVxrin Jjaiids.
The important change , superinduced
by the successful and largely profitable
activity centered at Birmingham , and
which is beginning to be duplicated at
Sheffield and Florence , in the northwest
corner of Alabama , will be revolution
ary of the business habits of tho popu
lation and of the home life and charac
ter of the people , says a writer in the
Louisville Courier-Journal. Already
many of the planters of the Black belt
have taken all the money they have
heretofore invested in cotton-raising
and have invested it in real estate and
industries in Birmingham. The mort
gages on the farming lands thus ne
glected will soon expire , and as there
is no money to pay these farms will be
sold and will fall into the hands of
northern capitalists. There is some
fear felt in Alabama lest the northern
men , in cast ng about for tenants for
the land they acquire by foreclosure ,
turn them over to the negroes , in which
case the agricultural industry would be
left in thriftless and improvident hands.
There seems to be only a theoretical
reason for this fear , however , and it is
based ou the idea that the negro can
endure the malarial character of the
country better than the white man.
This has been gaeatly exaggerated.
The principal cause of unhealthful-
ness in this belt , I am told by Gen.
Wood , of Tuscaloosa , one of the
most prominent lawyer of the stale
and a gentleman of wide information
and a close student of his state , is the
lack of a pure water supply. This , he
says , can be remedied in the Black belt
at a less cost than anywhere else. The
land is all underlaid with limestone ,
which , when exposed , is soft and easily
be formed into cisterns for holding wa
ter. Exposure hardens the stone , but
the rainwater caught in these cisterns
is purified , preserved , and becomes tho
healthiest of drinking water These
stone cisterns are already in use on
many farms , but in general the water
supply is neglected , and disease is invi
ted by drinking the impure water of
creeks and rivers. With plenty of good
water the agricultural districts ought
to be populated by industrious Germans
who would vary the crops and nurse
the soil , and would not only produce
crops to export , but would soon supply
the industrial and mining centers north
of the belt with all the market produce
needed. As. it is now , Birmingham ,
situated at the mouth of a fairly-fertile
and well-watered valley , is forced to
send to Nashville and other Tennesse
towns for milk , butter , ch.ckens , eggs ,
etc. There is no necessity for this. A
few market gardeners in the neighbor
hood of tiie town would soon get rich ,
getting money as fast as the manufac
turers.
When the break-up comes in the
Black belt and northern bankers come
in possession of the land , I venture to
predict that it will not be surrendered
to the negroes. The demand for food
supplies in the mining districts will
make it necessary for the southern
farms to be tilled by expert agr cultur-
ists , anil white men will step in. The
negro will move over into Mississippi ,
the paradise of his race.
Tho chief danger in the impending
change is in the fact that the lauds are
falling into the hands of men who will
be inclined to consolidate it in large
holdings , and that the poor man will
not get a chance for a small farm. All
the mineral lauds are now owned by
corporations , and wherever there is a
sign of speculative value , laud compa
nies have been formed and the ground
gobbled up. It is then held for specu
lation , though in several instances , no
tably at Florence and Sheffield , the
companies are wise enough to appre
ciate the value of settlers and make a
sharp reduction in price if the purcha
ser binds himself to settle upon and
improve the ground he buys. At pres
ent the most numerous class of men in
Alabama are the real estate agents.
The change of ownership in thelands ,
will drive the present proprietors to
the towns , and the process of convert
ing an agricultural populat.on into an
industrial one will change its whole
chai'acter. Natives wdl meet in the
mills and furnaces with skilled north
ern workmen , and native merchants
will enter into competition with shrewd
and enterprising busine > s men from
every state. The credit bystcm , BO
odious in its effects and bo destructive
of business activity , will d-sappear , and
in the next twenty years Alabama will
be converted from a poor and listless
farming territory into a rich , active ,
and prosperous community , with diver
sified interests , a mixed and vigorous
population , and an entirely new
character. The signs of the change
are already plain about Birmingham ,
as they have for some years been visi
ble in middle Tennessee , where the
mixture of population has been very
considerable. The iron-workers from
the north who have settled in Chat
tanooga , Knoxville. and Birm ngham ,
and the northern merchants who have
followed in their wake , have mado a
notable impression , and have given a
great impetus to the business and
social changes necessarilv inaugurated.
The southern character , molded by
the surroundings of slavery , has not
had the benefit of the northern leaven
of self-rel.ance and enterprise. In 1857
Mr. Moses , now of Sheffield , went to
New York and exhibited .to Peter
Cooper and Abram S. Hewitt speci
mens of the rich red ore found in Red
mountain , and told them that itncuiu -
bered the soil , lying exposed and entail
ing no expense for mining. "I have no
doubt , : ' said Mr. Hewitt to Mr. Moses ,
"that you really think this ore is there
as you describe it in inexhaustible
quantities , but I would advise you to go
and look again , as it will not be believ
ed in New York. "Why not ? " asked
Mr. Moses. "Simply because , " ans
wered Mr. Hewitt , "we northern men
look upon iron ore as so much gold and
silver. If you Alabainians have got
this gold nnd silver lying around above
ground , why don't you work it up ? "
The northern man , with his habits of
industry and keen outlook for every op
portunity to make money , could not
understand that this ore could ba left
.
3-V * * * * * :
in the ground when immense forturwj !
were easily to be got for mining it.
And not understanding it he did not be
lieve H. Tho mineral riches of Ala
bama have been kufiwn since 1818.
Col. Ilillman , of Tennessee , first dis
covered them , but with slave labor iu
abundance , agr-cullure and cotton rais
ing contented the rich planters of the
south.
MAKING VALENTINES.
Tho VarlouB Processes Through
"Which They Are 1'ut Poetry
Written by tho Yurd.
The average citizen is not apt to re
ceive a com'.c valentine descriptive oi
his principal fault or weakness with
any degree of pleasure , says a writer in
The Brooklyn Eagle. Ho oftcner gets
mad and in some cases searches for the
sender. A fiVtory in this city has dur
ing the past ten mouths , turned out fif
teen million comic and live million sen
timental valentines. With such advan
tages practical jokers and lovers will
have plenty of material with which to
work on Feb. 14 , Valentine's birthday.
Tho former prevalent custom of vent
ing a petty spite by sending a comic
valentine has comparatively died out in
the eastern and and middle states.
West of tho Mississippi river the valen
tine has however , a ready sale.
I recently paid a vjsit to tho above-
menitoued factor ' . The
} many opera
tions through which toy-books and
valentines pa s before they are ready to
bo delivered to the reta.ler arc interest
ing. The first iloor of the factory is
occupied by paper-cutting and emboss-
g machines. The paper ou which
valentines are printed Ls received from
the manufacturer d reel , aud is not in
a condition for use. It mtiit be cut in
pieces , 4x2 } feet , and on which arc
stamped sixteen comic valentines. After
being cut , the'paper is taken to the sec
ond floor aud printed. Three hundred
out of the four hundred employes in
the factory arc women and girls. While
tho majority of the work is done by
skilled labor , some departments arc op
erated wholly by machinery.
On the sixth or top floor half a dozen
artists draw the pictures used in valen
tines and toy-books. After a drawing
s made and photographed the nega
tive is coated with a. solution and ox-
posed to the sun. The negative is
again coated , this time w.th litograph-
'c ink , aud placed in a basin of wafer
barely deep enough to cover it. The
ink is washed off , except that part of
the plate on wh ch the drawing has
been photographed. The negative is
then ready for the etcher. The etching
process is too well known to bear re
peating here. After tho drawing has
been etched on a zinc plate it is ready
for the press. The operation by wh cli
rough ziuc is made smooth is interest
ing. The zinc is placed under inova-
ble etuory paper , which are changed
half hourly. These papes vary from
hard to soft The constant friction ol
the emory wears away tiie ziuc , so that
in time it becomes as smooth as glass.
Seven papers , differing in qual ty aud
thickness , are used in the operation.
Superintendent Thompson estimated
that the firm owned 150.0JO steel and
zinc plates. It must not be supposed
that a valentine can be struck oil com
plete by one impression. In some cases
valentines pass through no less than a
dozen impressions. Each impression
adds a different shade or color to the
picture. Take , for example , a drawing
of a machinist at work. The man's hat
is roil , Ins face and arms are pink , the
hair and mustache are blue with a tinge
of black , tiie apron and table are yel
low , the trousers green , while his shoes
are blue with a tinge of black.
Sentimental valentines are made of
fancv paper and * atiu. The plates pass
through the same process as co'uic.
The handsome highly-perfumed valen
tines , which the languishing swain pays
from $3 to § 5 for , are hand-painted , or ,
as th-j superintendent said , touched up.
The touching-up consists of artistically
daubing paint here and there about the
outer surface of the valent.ne. These
hastv strokes result in flowers , pictues
descriptive of the billings of turtle
doves and pastoral scenes. Tho valen
tine firm employs a poet , to whom it
pin's a weekly salary. The genius
writes \ ards upon yards of poetry ( ? J
daily. The firm's production of comic
vulentines this year include 2 000 dif
ferent designs and the same number ol
original verses. The poet ha.s , within
tho post six months , written 2,00(1
comic verses , in add tion to 500 verses
of sent mental poetry. It Is said thai
valentine poetry is difficult to write ,
aud if this be true tho composer of 2-
500 verses , averaging eight linos each ,
is entitled to no iittle consideration.
He Knew He had Been Robbed.
The postoflice door opened with a
bang , and a brawney gigantic man
rushed into the room.
"Look here ? " he shouted. "I'vo been
robbed of $50 by this office. "
"Why , dear sir , I think not , " said
Mr Speer , gently and calmly.
"But I have. I sent a money order
a week ago , and the party han't re
ceived it Here's the receipt. "
He threw down paper on the table.
Mr Speer looked at it , and looked into
the face of the irate man , sadly and
sweetly.
That's the money order itself , " re
plied the postmaster. Denver Tribune.
rs of the World.
A report of the 'newspapers of tho
world hs already been laid before the
Imperial German Diet. It would ap
pear that there exist 34.000 newspa
pers , the total issues of which during
the year amount to 592.000,000. O ;
these. 19.000 , papers appear in Europe.
12,000 in North America , 775 in Asia ,
and 600 in South America ; 16.000 are
in the English language , 7.8UO in Ger
man , 3.850 in French , and about 100 it
Spanish.
The Secret of Happiness.
The man who has only a pint cuj
and has it lull ought not to pass mam
sleepless nijrhts over tho knowledge
that his neighbor's quart cup Is up tc
the brim. Let him hustle himself aiu
get his hands on to a bigger cup. Gin
cinnali Times-Star.
HAURIET LANE Jonxsox is at" Dres-
den for tha winter. -
It is said that Senator Mahone will
go into railroad bu Id.ng and manage-
ment when he retires from public life
on March
LEWIS H. STANTON' , the only surviv
ing son of the war secretary , is visit
ing in Washington for the first time in
several years.
OF tho next Connecticut aonato the
oldest senator will be E. H. Hyde of
Stafford 74 and the youngest. Sena
tor Thomas H. Allen of Spraguo 24.
SEVEUAT , of the leading journals in
York state , outside of tho city , have
agreed to advance their yearly subscrip
tions SI. A Buffalo paper was the first
to make the raise.
Tns cost of introducing a girl into
societv in New York and carrying her
successfully through one season is esti
mated at $1.698 , of which all but $250
b for wearing apparel.
Ax eminent Egyptologist declares it 3
is nonsense to claim that the pyramids j
of Egypt were longin construction. j
Three or four years , he believes , suf
ficed for the building of the-highest of .
them. I
THE divorced wife of ex-Senator . ,
Fair , to whom the courts gave four
millions and a half from her ex-hus
band's estate , can not find places *
enough for tho interest on her rnoucy , \
and is rapidly adding to that sum. , '
TiiEns is a house in Philadelphia that I
has been standing for 250 years. It
was built before Penn obtained his
charter , and is one story high , with ait
.m mouse roof. The walls , made of .
stone , are two feet thick , aud tho oakcu i
doors are large and heavy.
THE Comte de Paris has placed the , .
rifle range of the park at Eu at the '
disposition of the garrison of that ' ,
place. His kinsman , Count de Char- ,
tres , recently gave his demesneof j
Chantilly , worth 60.000.000 francs , to
the republic , to prove his patriotism. {
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Mn. GLADSTONE'S birthday gifts in- <
eluded , among other things , a red ker
chief for his neck , at least a dozon hot-
tins of his favor te jam , one mutton and
three mince j > ies and a box of p. Us. tho j' '
last-named from the husband of the .
woman whoforwarded the mutton pie. '
MR. GLA.D3TONE was pad51.250 for '
his article on Lord Tennyson's poem , I ,
" Hall Years Af- j
"Lockesly ; or. Sixty -
ter , " which still continues to form , one i
of the chief topics of conversation In
London. The price was the largest , '
ever paid in England for so short an.
essay.
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IK Shxst.i , Cal. . onu day recently , a j
justice of the peace fined a citi/.eu $45 j
for misconduct. "I won't pay it , " l |
sad : tho man. "Will you pay 10 ? " I
demanded the justice. "Xo. " "By
Gad. then , give me five , " pleaded tho
justice , but the delinquent .swore he'
wouldn't pay a cent , and ho didn't , j
and that was the end of it. ' .
GEOI : ; > I : SI. BARTIIOLOJICW , tho '
Hartford , ' Conn. , defaulter , is spend- '
ing the winter at Quebec , and the set
tlement of h a afi'iirs seems to be as far
off as ever. Hu is said to havo very '
littlo of his own money loft , but his , '
friends see that he wants for nothing' . '
There is no definite knowledge of how '
much his creditors will realize. ji j
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LIEUT. WILLIAM H. E > ioitr , who has ' !
boon assigned to the command of the. < \
United States steamer Th-stis , was com- j |
mander of the Bearone of the Greety re- '
lief expedition , and pushed tho vessel
through the ice-packs iu advance of all
tho other vessels , notwithstanding the
fact that tho whalers had tlia stimulus
af the 820,000 reward offered by the
ETOTerument.
TnKsenhte of Hamburg has bestowed { j
tha honorary freedom of the city upon
Mr. Gustar Christian Schwabe of Lon-
ion , in acknowledgment of his gift of jr
i collection of paintings by English ar-
lists. which is said to have cost him
1.000,000 marks. Mr. Suhvrabe has fur
ther presented the city with a sum of
120,000 marks toward the necessary al
terations in the Kunslhallo for the re- f ]
zeption of tha pictures.
PETER Doxx died a few davs ago , j , ,
icar Johnstown , P.I. . of consumption. H
He was 63 years of age and a bachelor , n
find for the past twenty years lived as a
aermit IIo left a will bequeathing sever
al legacies , but the bulk of his fortune
nras given to his sister , who resides in
[ lammonton.N. J. Strange to say.hu did
not know her married name. IIo re
quested that his body be incinerated at
: he crematory in Washington.
THE youthful Archduchess Marie \ > -
ralerie. the youngest child of the Em
peror Francis Joseph , is the latest ac
cession to tho long list of pr.ncaly verje j !
makers. The Vienna Xcus f-'reit I'rtssc j )
gravely states that tho archduchess is . ' *
merciless in her self-criticism , inces- ' { '
jantly correcting and improving her ' -j
poetic productions , before making up ,
iier mind to show them to thw favored ; ]
few. She has now completed a drama 'j j'
trhich is to be performed before the j \ \
members of the imperial family on a . 1 V
festive occasion.
