The Charlotte Messenger.
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WIT AND HUMOR.
Another great itiscovery of diamonds
in Kentucky. A man got five of them
on the first deal.— Philadelphia Press.
The life of the book-agent is full
of wormwood and gall. The worm
wood is barely perceptible.— Merchant
frontier.
Nobody appreciates dinner-party in
vitations more than the society young
man who only has “apartments."—Bos
t. it : as-tie.
It is said that some children get all
their impressions from their mother.
This, then, is how slippery men origi
nate. —Macon Telegraph.
There are in Massachusetts 65,000
wore women than men. That is why
Hn- women have to stand in the horse
cars. — Boston Transcript.
Barber— Pretty short, sir? Customer
—Well, yes. I am. Just put it down on
the slate, will you? Much obliged to
you for speaking of it. —Lowell Citizen.
Midnight is called the whiching time
of night, because at that hour it is some
times difficult to determine which tn do,
go home or whoop it up larger. —Life.
Again we would like to remark that
the man who leaves the snow on bis
> dewalk is he who drops buttons in the
rnurch contribution box. —Ntw Haven
Stirs.
The interest on a mortgage and a gas
meter are alike in going on witk their
work whether there it anybody around
to boss the job or not —Fall Bivtr Ad
vance.
Smith (with effiision)—Hello, Brown,
is that you? I heard you were drowned.
Brown (with sadness)— No, it was my
brother. Smith (thoughtlessly)—What
a pity.— Washington Critic.
A subscriber asks: "Can you send
me a good receipt for good hoarhound
candy? ’ Certainly we can, dear. Send
along your candy and you will get a
receipt by return mall. —Sew Haven
Sews.
"Pa," asked young Jobly, "what sort
ot a tree was it' that Goorge Washing
ton cut down with his little hatchet—a
cherrv?” "Chestnut, my son,” replied
the old m .n, absently; “chestnut,”—
Puck.
Landlady (examining a fugitive
boarder’s trunk) —Why, Bridget, his
irunk is full of bricks! How could they
have got there? "Sure, ma'am, he
brought one home in his hat ivery
bight.’’— Lift.
• Pa,” said Johnny, looking up from
bis book, "what does it mean to pile
Ossa on Pelionf” "'There, don’t bother
Lue now,” replied pa; "ask your ma, she
understands all about millinery.”—Bos
ton Trakscrip'..
"For what is it that mv sad soul
rearnsasks a poetess. We don’t
know, dear, unless it is for the editor to
•end yon a check instead of tbe little
now •'Returned with thanks" — Ntw
Haven New*.
A Massachusetts woman recently lost
the use of her jaw and tbe doctors say
that she has worn out the muscle that
acts as a hinge. We somehow wonder
that this does not occur oftener.— New
Haven Sew*.
"Why do the heathen rage?” asks a
religious paper. If they got a larger
percentage ot the money collected for
them perhaps they wouldn’t rage so
much. We merely offer this as s sug
gestion. — N. Y. Uraphic.
-indeed, it happened In less time
than I take to tall it,” said the lady who
wss considered somewhat of a bore,
•i). I haven't the least doubt of that,”
replied her patient and truthful listener.
Yonkers Statesman.
Faith is sometimes represented by tbe
figure ot a drenched female clinging to
a M-e-washed rock; but s better person
ification would be s bald-headed man
buying a bottle of patent hair-restorer.
—Shot and Leather lieporter.
"Pa. have yon go* the hydrophobia?”
"No. Bertie; what makes you ask tbs*
question?” "Well, I heard ms say to
day that you got awfully bitten when
jou (bought she bad a fot-une in her
own name.”— Urnpar s Basest.
London claims the honor ot having a
“»nary bird valued at $5,000. It must
be oae of the kind that doesn't begin
whirling the roof off at 4 o'clock in
the morning.- Bhilad+Ua CaU. _
The Happy Animal-Painter.
I Km n ta> ppy artist, and my nam* is Angelo,
1 paint i lie wooden nnimalfl for Opiegelbaeb
& C i,
1 palm ibelr eyes, tfaelr hair, their tails, their
noses and thi ir feet.
Until ilie connoisseur pruelalms their beauty
quite complete,
And Spies -Ibrcti regards mo as tbe foremost
of Ids J iys,
Who tlnis u.ui paint tbe animals he sells for
Xmas toys.
Hut prithee let me tel* you, for it is a loyely
J"ke.
About ti.e free-snd-oaslness that marks my
master-stroke;
1 daub tbe camel here and there, I daub Ihe
liun, toe;
I paint tiie hedgehog bottle-green, the gyos-
CUIUB blue;
I paint upon the polar bear a pensive purple
smlie,
And on the coach-dog yellow spots I prodigal-
In foci. ? use the kind of patut that happens
at my hand,
And naturalists smile at what they oannot
understand;
But for thesu belentlflc men 1 care not over
much,
Or what they any shout my work; it’s all the
same in Dutch.
One day s country visitor made some unkind
remarks
Whan 1 was painting feathers green upon
eoine meadow-lHi'ka;
I told him that to suit myself I painted spot
or sti lpe.
And that be please would pack that down and
smoke it in bis pipe.
I claim that wooden animals that go about on
wheels.
And cannot bowl, or eat, or drink, or e'en
kick up their heels,
Are not a bit more natural than are the lively
tones
I paint upon the wooden skins that cover up
no bones.
What if 1 put magenta stars upon the wary
lynx?
What if ] olothe the tiger and rhinoceros in
pinks?
To please the little boys and girls my art I
e'er employ,
I paint the ornithorhyncus green to fill their
souls with Joy,
And though with yellow, red, or blue the army
mule I touch,
It'a all the same to me, because it's all the
same in Dutch.
Come, Isaac, fetch the ostriches, the horses,
and the kids.
And pile them up before me here la little
pyramids;
And then fetch out tbe Noah’s arks and act
them In a row,
I've gut to paint by five o'clock to-night a
gross or so.
And then fetch on a pot of paint, the first
that comes to band,
And I will make these animats suit any dis
tant land.
And while 1 paint I'll dance a jig, because
my Joy is such
That I can suck my thumbs, and say: It's aU
the same in Dutch.
—Fuck.
COQUETTE.
When Harry Kadcliffe married Co
quette Carson it had been a gen
uine love-match. Coquette was one of
a large family of dewy-eyed, rose-lipped
girls, whose faces were their fortunes.
At all events, other fortunes they bad
none. And the other five sisters secret
ly envied Coquette when the handsome
young artist took her away with half a
dozen new gowns, a Box of initialed
pocket-handkerchiefs, and a bonnet
fresh from the little milliner’s around
the corner.
To be sure, Harry was not rich, but
it was only a question of time, argued
the five sisters, how soon be should be
famous as Meissonier, rich as Croesus.
An artist like him was sure to succeed.
“And what fun it would be to visit
Coquette when she should be rich and
famous!” cried tbe fire, in chorus.
-I haven’t much faith in artists,’’
Old Colonel Carson said, dubiously.
"But Coquette liked the fellow, so what
oould I say?”
So Harry carried the village beauty
off to bis studio at the top of the
Wycherly Building, where the walls
were painted terra-cotta color, the doors
draped with gorgeous Oriental aluffs,
ana every corner filled with picturesque
tables, bigh-sbouldered Japanese vases,
and quaint folding screens.
"How do you like it, darling?” he
cried, exultantly.
"It's beautiful,” Coquetce answered,
with a shy sidelong, glance at the dum
my, which, dressed in "Marie Antoin
ette” costume, leaned up against the
corner of tbe wall, as if "Marie Antoi
nette” bad had too much to drink.
"But I thought, Harry, it was a suite."
"So it is!” oried the young artist,
polling aside a sage-green drapery,
with dadoes of Pompeian-red plush.
"And here's tbe bed-room.”
"I should call it an alcove, Harry!”
"Well, it’s plenty big enough to
sleep in; and here.” opening the door
of a tiny, three-cornered nook, "is a
diessing-roora. What could one want
more, I should like to know?”
Coquette tried to smile. The old
kouse at home had been so roomy, so
spacious! And here, in this cramped
op corner, she felt as if she could scarce
ly breaths.
••Hats yon many orders, Harry?”
said she, glancing aronnd at the pict
ures in various stages of completion
that lined tbe studio walla
••Well, no—not many yet. Not any,
in fact,” he added, laughing and color
ing. "But, of course, I shall have plenty
one of these dsya A man has to work
his way up, you know.”
••But. I tarry ’’
"Well?”
"How do you live?”
"Eh?” he questioned, blandly.
"Those beautiful Jacquimiuot roses
on tbs table, Harry, and the hot-house
apricots and nectarines in the gilded
basket, and tbs wicket-chair tied with
pink ribbons—surely all those things
must be expensive?’’
He laughed.
•'They would be. If 1 had paid for
'em.” said he, "but I haven’t.”
"Oh. Harry!”
"It's time enough,” be said, osreless
ly. "Those fellows always send ill
their bills long before one wants 'am.
Nobody pays ready money for such
things; and I supposed yon would be
pleased with them.’’
"So I an, dear,” cried Coquette, over
whelmed with a sense of her own in
gratitude; "and it was so good of yon
to think of them. But—but ws are not
CHARLOTTE. N C. SATURDAY, JUNE 4, 1887.
rich people—ana papa sinsjs says mat
economy is better than wealth—and
since you really have no orders as yet,
don’t you think we ought to be very
careful of how we spend our money?
And, Harry—l have been brought up
to manage all the household affairs—
if you would only trust me with the
purse!’’
“So I will, sweetheart,” said Harry,
with a great, rollicking laugh, “when I
get any cash!”
"Harry,” she cried, “haven't yon any
money left?”
He opened his empty purse, byway
of answer, and held it up before her.
"But don’t fret, darling,” he cried,
cheerily. "Business is sure to come in
before long.”
Nevertheless, Coquette looked at him
with grieved, startled eyes.
She had always heard that artists
were an improvident race, but up to tbe
present time she had never believed it
"But of course, now that he is mar
ried and settled, be will take quite a
different view of things,” she pondered.
“And 1 have got six new dresses and
all the clothes I shall need tor a year,
at least”
And when she wrote her first letter
home to the five sisters, she declared
over and over again, that she was "per
fectly happy!”
But as the time crept on, and the
six new gowns grew shabby, and the
tradespeople clamored for their bills,
and no gold-edged orders came in.
Coquette’s heart failed her, and even
Harry began to look unwontedly grave.
Aud, as if to erown their troubles,
poor young Kadcliffe fell ill of a fever,
and li.u’s triuls looked Coquette grimly
in the (ace.
But the girl was not one easilv to bo
conquered. While she sat by Rarrv’s
side, counting the hours between his
draughts of medicine, she sewed 1 dili
gently for a dressmaker a street or so
away.
When the good housekeeper came In
for a few minutes, every evening* to
give her a chance to get a little fresh
air, she took her work home, and
scoured the neighborhood for a place
where she could ouy grapes and pears,
at something less than ruinous prices,
to tempt her husband's capricious appe
tite.
And one evening, when she returned
with an especially fine bunch of Tokay
grapes, which she had bought at a bar
gain, she found him tossing restlessly
to and fro on his pillow, with fresh
fever burning on his cheeks.
“A letter from Aunt Tabitha, Co
quette!” he cried. "She is coming to
make us a visit. Now, of all times in
the wortd, when the butcher and the
baker are taking turns in besieging us,
aud everything is at the lowest ebb.”
“But why not now, Harry?”
"Don’t you know? Aunt Tabby is
the one rich relative I've got!” cried the
young man, impatiently. "She always
declares she’s going to leave her money
tome, because I’m the only member of
the family that knows how to make
money and save it. She’s the most
mercenary old creature in the world,
and if she once sees what a pass we've
come to, she’ll never have another word
to say to me!”
Coquette looked sorrowfully around
the studio. Everything that could by
any possibility be sold to raise a little
money had been sent away. The floor
was carpetless, the walls were bare.
“It does look rather poverty-stricken,”
she reluctantly admitted. “But—oh,
Harry, when is she coming?”
“On Thursday—only the day after to
morrow.”
"Very well,” said Coquette, with a
long breath, “we’ll be ready for her.”
"But how can we. dearest?”
"You shall see,” Coquette answered,
with an arch noil of her head.
And then there ensued a long coun
cil, whispered and intent.
"Jones will help us,” said Harry,
"and De Kaye, and Courtenay. And
Sprigging is the best fellow in the
world!”
"And Madam Plombreri and everv
one of tbe sewing-girls will lend a hand,
lam sure.” said Coquette. "Oh, Harry,
I am so giad you are sufficiently recov
ered for us to try this bold experiment!”
All the next day a pleasant confusion
reigned in the studio.
Sprigging, a marine painter of no
mean pretensions, lugged in a half
finished picture of "Moonlight on tbe
Grand Canal at Venice,” ana establish
ed it on his friend’s easel; De Kaye
stood on step-ladders, at the risk of his
life, to hang a number of his pretty lit
tle fruit and flower glimpses so that the
tarra-cotla colored walls should be
hidden; and Launcelot Courtenay him
self aided in their arrangement;* while
the housekeeper, assisted by two able
bodied meu, brought in the upright
piano which belonged to Courtenay's
room, together with a pile of marble
pedestals, crowned by bronze statuettes
of Mercury and Psyche.
Madam de Plombreri bung the win
dows with Turcoman draperies and
contributed a rich Persian rug; Miss
Peck, the forewoman, sent up a china
cabinet, four gilt chairs and a what
not; each of the sewing-girls contribut
ed pretty little articles of brio-a-brac.
And in the midst of this luxury Harry
Raddiffe lay on a sofa, with bis wife
beside him, when Aunt Tibitha was
shown in—a little, shrivelled, sharp
eyed woman, with shaggy gray eye
brows, and a non like tbe beak of a
bird of prey.
“Hey! humph! how!” was her meet
ing. "Upon my word. Nephew Henry.
I didn’t suppose you lived in style like
this. Been pretty successful, eh? Sony
to besr you've been sick. Done all
these pictures within tbe year? So this
is your wife, is it? How do you do, my
dear—how do you do?”
And she gave Coquette a kiss that
tasted very strongly of pepperment
lozenges, and seated herself, while Co
••■•ette touched a band-bell, and Mariam
de Plombreri'* youngest “hand;’’ dress
ed in a frilled white cap, with pink
ribbons, and a ruffled white apron,
reaching down to the hem of her dress,
brought m tea on a silver-plated tray.
"Have a cup of tea, dear aunt’’
smiled Coquette, “and Mary Ann w*U
take your bat and shawl”
"How many girls do you keep?” said
Aunt Tabby, who was a perpetual series
of interrogations, but who, fortunate!
never stopped talking long enough for
her questions to be answered. “Harry
must sell lots of pictures to keep up this
sort of thing—eh? I always said that
Harry was the genius of the family.
And you’ve married well, Harry! We”,
I am glad!”
The door opened here, and a stout
elderly gentleman entered with a great
deal of bustle.
“I’ve called to look at this marine
pictiue.” aaid he. "Hope I don’t in
trude,” with a comprehensive bow all
around to the ladies, “but 1 am ex-ceeil
ing-ly anxious to secure this, for au out
of town customer of mine, who is col
lecting a gallery. What do you ask
for it, Radcliffer Come—put it at the
lowest cash price. I’ll give a thousand
for it, and I won’t give a penny more.”
"You’re too late,” said Harry, with a
chuckle. "Bonstetlin has ordered it at
twelve hundred.”
"Twelve hundred!” exclaimed the
picture-dealer—"Bonstettin! but he
shan’t have it! I’ll say fifteen hundred
sooner than that!”
"I’m sorry,” observed Harry; "but it
was painted expressly to order for him.”
“Couldn’t you duplicate it?”
"I never duplicate any of my pictures.”
“But something like it? Come—a
Venice view with lots of moonlight, a
gondola, and a big smudge of shadow
in the left-hand corner, with an assas
sin lurking there—eh? Something with
a motive.”
"La!” exclaimed Aunt Tabby, under
her breath.
•Til think it over, and lot yon know,”
said Kadcliffe, languidly. "At present
I've got as much as I can da”
Which was unfortunately an indubit
able fact, as our poor young hero was
not yet strong enough to handle a rushi
stick.
The dealer—no other than De Kaye
in masquerade—retreated grumbling.
"Aunt Tabby’s eyes scintillated joy
fully.
"Harry.” she cried, “you’re on the
high road to fortune! You certainly
are!”
"I hope so, aunt,” said the young
mnn, wearily.
Two other customers, apparently all
eagerness, arrived during the course
of the evening. One carried off the
picture of a basket of luscious peaches
upturned in a nest of hay; the other
made a conditional bargain for a bunch
of daisies in a slender green vase,
against a background of wine-coloreil
draperies.
A delicate little supper of lobster cro
quettes. chocolate, anil salad, was serv
ed at eight, and Aunt Tabby went to
bed rejoicing in the luxurious apart
ment, with a stained-glass window and
Florentine hangings, which Mr. De
Kaye had vacated specially on her ac
count.
“Why don’t everybody turn artist?’*
she said, to herself. “It’s a business
where one can positively coin money.
Harry has improved wonderfully, and
that wife of his is the sweetest woman I
ever saw!"
She staid only two or three days in
the Wycherly Building. Aunt Tabitha
Talbot always was a restless soul, and
could no more abide in one place th in
tbe wandering south wind.
But when she went home she sent for
a lawyer, and made her will in her
Nephew Harry's favor. Nor was it any
too soon, for she died of apoplexy witn
in three months.
"Poor old Aunt Tabby,” said the
young artist. "I only wish she could
bare lived to be as old as Methuselah.
But now that she has no further use for
her money, I must own that it comes
uncommonly convenient to us—eh.
Coquette?"
“Do you know, Harry,” said Coquette,
who was just writing a letter to invite
five sisters to come and visit her, ‘Tre
often questioned myself as to whether
we did right in making Aunt Tabby
believe we were so prosperous?”
"C otld a man help being prosperous
with a wife like you. Coquette?"
“Do bush, Harry! But I can’t think
it wai altogether wrong when 1 recall
that that day seemed the turning point
of all our fortunes Orders really began
to come in after that Everything went
woll.”
"One thing is very certain,” said
Harry, “1 never sbould have amount
ed to anything without you, Coquette.”
And he checked her remoustrauoe
with a kisa.
A Boston Society Episode.
Introductions of strangers are apt to
be at ell times a trifle embarrassing, but
particularly so at crowded reception*,
where people are sprung on each other
without the least preparation. The
other afternoon a man was walked up
to a lady by the hostess, presented, and
abandoned to his fate, the lady having
caught only her own name, wnich cer
tainly did ner no good. A keenness for
hearin a one’s patronymic is not natural,
but in this instance it was the stranger's
name she desired to know, for kis face
was naw, and evidently he was not of
Boston, nor Bostonese. However
hoping it would dawn upon her later
en, she began to chat In the customary
■mall-talk-reception vein, and then,
seeing Mite. Kite* in tbe distance, she
asked this handsome unknown: “Had
ha seen madamoisalla play ainoa aha
had bean tn town?” In oold and
haughty tones the gentleman respond
ed: "I am bar aupportl” Tableau!—
Boston Herald
MISSING LINKS. >
It is believed that the Chinese in Cali
fornia “salt” from SI,OOO to $2,000 in
silver dollars every week.
More than 12,000,000 feet of lumber
has been used in the construction of
anowsheds on the Northern Pacific road.
Fees paid the lawyers in the Morgan
will contest in New York amount to
$500,000. Tbe estate is worth $10,000,-
000.
The Queen of Roumania is a daughter
of the Prince von Wied and a grandniece
of Emperor William. She is decidedly
literary in her tastes.
There are 2,127 pensioners in North
Carolina, the smallest number in any
state of the union. They relieve the
government of $50,000 annually.
Out West it is proposed to have bal
lot-boxes in a railway car, so that coun
try voters living along the road need
not be obliged to drive so far.
A sign of convalescence from Anglo
mania appears in New York, where a
"habit maser” announces that he is
prepared to furnish “English clothes
with an American tone.”
A Pennsylvania coal-operator has
employed a competent surgeon to lecture
to his miners on the method of pro
cedure in tbe many emergencies that
arise from mine accidents.
“A man said to me the other night,”
remarked a clergyman, “‘I would not
have missed your sermon for sso,’ and
yet when tbe plate was passed round
that man put in a penny.”
Three men in Flagstaff, A. T., toiled
all one night to get a barrel supposed to
contain whisky out of a cellar and
away to their camp. When they tap
ped it they found that it contained kero
sene oil.
A New York physician having direct
ed one of his patients to baths a wound
in tepid water, tbe patient sent his littla
girl to the drug store with a not* say
ing: “Please sell bearer one-half pint
of tepid water.”
The Emperor of Austria, who is a
great smoker, hat been ordered by the
doctors to give up the fragrant weed.
They attribute his neuralgia to it His
Majesty was in the habit of smoking
twenty cigars daily.
The official investigations made in
Prnssia relative to the causes of mine
explosions show, among other things,
that many explosions attributed to fire
damp, or outbursts of gas, are really
due to the fine coal dust in mines.
Brooches representing an oyster shell,
upon which rests a tiny crab in red
enamel, are bizarre fancies of the
hour. A realistic hair-pill is a pea pod
of frosted gold half open, displaying
niue pearl peas. Au enameled snail
nips one of the peas.
The telescope for the Lick Observa
torv is to be 57 feet long and 42 inciies
in diameter, and will cost $164,850. It
will be so delicately adjusted that it cun
b* manipulated by the observer at the
eye eud, where he will have command
of all its motions.
A new material this season has been
successfully introduced as railroad
cloth. It is described as "heavy ribbed
aud very soft” aud is very stylish for
jackets as well as mantles. No demoi
selle of tbe times sbould be without one
of tuesc railroad wraps.
Louisville, Ky., is said to have social
rules that are remarkable for their
laxitv. Almost any man with a gentle
manly appearance and good address
can with little effort get into society
there; and the young women are pro
tected very little by their mothers.
In Washington dwell two men who
own so much bric-a-brac that they have
moved into a larger house to accom
modate it- Among other rare things is
a screen, such as is used in eastern
harems, made of carved wood, with
curious little windows which open and
shut like doors.
There is a very mean man in Port
land, Ore. He keeps a Dig store in the
center of tbe city. Several nights ago
a special policeman found the store
door unlocked, and sent a hack to the
merchant's house to notify him. The
a archant walked down and locked the
Joor, but left the policeman to pay the
hackman.
The King of Cambodia, according to
the correspondent of a Paris journal,
hss 300 wives, chosen from the hand
somest women in the whole country.
Tne entire population and territory be
long to the king. All the Camb<*dians
are the king’s “earmen” or sin , and
pay him rents. The king himself be
longs to the French Resident-General.
As an evidence of the truth of the
assertion that many young Mormon
children are taught the art of perjury
from the time they begin to talk, a Salt
Lake gentleman who is familiar with
the facts says that he knows of a little
boy scarcely two years old who, an
being asked what be would say if the
deputies came, answered, "I would say
my papa dead.”
A Napa, Cal, man thought he saw a
sea serpent in the river there, but it was
oni) a solid mass of little fishes, each
about an inch and a half long. Tbe
school wee about fifty yards long and a
yard wide, and beaded op stream. The
commotion they made was caused by
hundreds of large fishes that were con
tinually throwing themselves among
and sating up the little ones.
George Greer, of Santa Maria, Tac.,
dreamed three times that a box con
taining $5,000 in raid was buried under
one corner ot hb boose, and had a
party of friends help him remove the
building and search for the treason*
After digging down several feet end
finding nothing he gave it op. It coat
him S3OO to have tbe boon returned to
its piece and his friends "eared” for.
Terms: Ji 50 p* Imam. Singh Copy 3 «g&.
M. Bouvier declined to* he tine sm>
cessor of Paul Bert in Touquin because
he could not get the life-inswmtwe evoa
panies to issue turn a police to go these*.
M. Gravy tried hard to person** htea to
go. "Only think.” he seed, “yew eri*
nave $30,000 a rear salary. #2. AW tor
your funeral, and $2,400 a year pemteam
tor your widow. ” Baa even that pre
sentation of the case did not prevail.
There lives ;« Furriaad. Me. M.
Francois Radoux. who was husw m
Brittany in 1720. Us was a soidisr at
Napoleon tor years; was captured by
the English and given his freedom Bar
saving an English officer Bom dcoww
ing. He came to this country the year
after the battle of Waterloo* Be mar
ried for his second wife Susan Dingtev,
an aunt of Nathaniel Hawthorn*. He
is in good health ami plays both saw
piano and violin.
At Apalachicola, Fla., is <m eshSte
tion a curiosity in the shape of a sponge.
There are fifteen prongy ot Mfem
sponge reaching out like the area* of a
devilfish in every conceivable UuveteM
from the coned-shape natural stead ot
§ral upon which the main body of the
onge rests, and there are hue psurticies*
coral in each arm or sucker, htadhag
many to suppose front its appearance
that if left alone theee areas wemd
eventually have petrified aad seshape
turned to coral.
The Young Men’s Christian Awevs*-
tion is considered a good buaunws in
vestment in many Western Mu*
The Atchison. Topeka and Samte F*
Railway con tribute* SMOB a veor to
the association at Topeka*, hanim von
tributing liberally to tile association an
Kansas City. In San. Francisco* WerUa,
Fargo *t Co. make their employes mem
bers of the association at an annual* ex
pense of $250.
The negro schools and evifegee ha
Atlanta, says the CunsCitmtum ot than
city, are much more costly and com
fortable than the schools fee the whuwa.
It is true that much, perhaps the aiMett.
of the money invested in. the*.: ■ ices
came from the North, but the fact that
Atlanta bus been selected to the site
and center ot them speaks w«H tor the*
enterprise and local pride ot the end
ing negroes of Atlanta* Their educa
tional institutions are not only very Im
posing structures, but they are tnity
equipped and comfortably endowed;
anil, to all outward appearance*, are
doing a good work.
The monument marking the boundary
between the United Skates aad Lower
California has long been carved and
hacked and chiseted by poopfe* write
in the last few mouths it has suffered,
aud is fast being reduced by rattp
hunters and people aasaaaa to have
their names seen on a shapeless nod
unsightly mass of stone*
The greatest part ot the cultivated
area of Chinn is devoted to the pro
duction of food; There are we Backs
ur herds, and the areas derated to cot
ton and mulberry are very small com
pared to the extent of the empire* Us
the 250.000.06 U of population, tfene
fifths live on rice and the rest on smalt
millet and wheat.
A woman at Little Rock. Aik-, feat
made application for a pension on tea
ground of nervous debility. Ske MVS
during the war a wounded federal ate
dier was carried into her nswtherW
house, where his leg was amputated.
The sight threw her into* gottvtifewni*.
from which she has never recovered.
She asks SSO a mouth as a compensto
tion.
There is an aesthetic street ear con
ductor id Philadelphia who* for tec
past two years, has spent much ot ha
spare time in making his car beaufkhd.
Two handsome silk flags adent the
center of the car. and tfor betl-rvp* It
jauntily lined with knots of bnghtiy
colored worsted. Ik takes greet pride
in this work. The attendants at the
stables say he scrubs aad auta hut ter
with all the care of a housekeeper- A
Sponge is always to be seen on IBs ear.
Strange Ways of tee FCehtawaMex
An odious custom is intruding Kseff
into London society, says a corre
spondent of the London Fbak It It
parties for roulette, or rwru/tt st mode.
Ladies and gentlemen stand atonal
the green table for hoars and pity foe
money—not for very large* feat aoM
tor sufficient amounts. I have tried
one of these evenings, and they are a
kind of entertainment the toeit twpto
lessly dull and stupid It it* oo« pie to!
ant either to we the fire of *v cnewk
in the eye of yoong gwte- an** to hear
the delight with which they speak id
their winnings. Finally the dude hat
acquired another aevompfesfeaewk. It
is. as yon know, quite a thing to phtj
highest peak of accempfetemtal * he
is able to whistle an acvemyaodmcMk
There are even teachers who tots •
good income by showing how B in
done, and I believe the feeeoe it twff
easily learned. It requires % restate
action of the muscle of the wafer kps
such as has to be acquired by uoruwb
plavers. Strange are the way* ot thw
fashionable.
The gum-chewing vniuiin sfemM ha
frowned upon for several reamas* as*.
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ed. Thwrprodnctseaw net he warned
Bwm to doing. * w