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f By P. M. HALE. ADVERTISING BATES. OFFICE : Advertisements will be inserted for One Dollar per square (one inch) for the first and Fifty Cents for each subsequent publication. Contracts for advertising for any space or time may be made at the office of the Fayetteville St., Second Floor Fisher" Building. ! KATES OF SUBSCRIPTION : , (W copy one year, mailed poet-paid f3 00 One copy six months, mailed post-paid 1 00- No name entered without payment, and no paper sent after expiration of time paid for. RALEIGH REGISTER, VOL. I. RALEIGH, N. C, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 15, 1884. NO. 34. Second Floor of Fisher Building, Fayetteville Street, next to Market House. THE UNCEASING MELODY. Paiish Visitor. Like some piuk shell that will not cease Its murmur of the sea. My heart sings on without release This anthem full and free : "Thou trilt-1ceej fiiiii in perfeel xvicc . Whose mind is stayed on 77." The music of the melody Has floated down the yearn, A soul-subduing harmony ; It elevates and cheers. And, like the voice of Deity. It dissipates all fears. Beyond the sounds of earthly strife, Beyoud the frown and sigh, Beyond the world with discord rife, It lifts the soul on high, To fmd a calm and restful life, - By faith in Christ brought nigh. There perfect peace surrounds the sold Whose trust on God is stayed. While pressing onward-'to the goal. It hears, all undismayed. The deep notes of the music roll Through suulight and through shade. And this is why, without release,' My heart siugs full and free The anthem that will never cea-se Through all Eternity : . , fiiiit ii'ill keep It 'un in M rfti t peilcr U7ii -mill il in xtuyal i Titer." TlliT'ORPlfAX, Warren's Diary of a Detective. Entering Worship Street from Shore litoh. nearly opposite the Eastern Coun ties Terminus, there is, or at least there w:is, five and twenty years ago, a yard or court about a hundred yards onward on the left hand side. I think it was called Hell and Dragon Court; but of this I am not quite sure. The place itself is dis tinctly visible to my mind's eye. On the riirht of the court, or yard, were, stables; nh the left three small cottages, having u'reen shutters and green doors, and a tiny brass knocker to each door. In the parlor-window of No. 1 was a neatly-written paper, fitted nicely to one of the panes, which announced that mang ling was done there, also plain work. The same advertisement was, by the landlord's kindness, posted on the corner public house, with this addition, "At Mrs. Ma Dili's. Xo. 1, round the corner.'' . .-, My acquaintance with the singularly interesting family ) dwelling--at "Xo. 1, round the corner,' commenced in quite an accidental way. I was returning by coach from Enfield, to which picturesque village I had paid a professional visit to no useful result, when, passing Shoreditch Church, I .caught sight of the very man I "wanted." To stop the coach and spring off the roof tas the work of less than a minute ; yet, itiick as I was, Jabez Martin was quicker, and before my feet touched the ground had doubled the distance between us, and was speeding away at a tremendous pace, f l totiowcd, snouting vr?top thief: Stop thief!'" Several persons essayed to stop him. and though fiercely thrust aside (for lie was a fellow of Herculean strength), their efforts greatly impeded his progress, and I was coining up with him hand over hand w hen he ran full tilt against a girl as she turned out of Worship Street into Shoreditch, knocking her down with great violence. The force of the concussion daggered Jabez .Martin, and before he could recover himself he was my prisoner. Two officers came up,' and handing over Martin to their custody, I attended to the L'irl. A woman had raised her from the lavement and was holding her up by sheer strength. The girl was stunned, and there was blood upon her face. I bore her into a pastry cook's shop hard by, and ran off t'.r Richards Michael Richards, the a mthecary, then living about twenty doors away. We were soon back again, and I was rejoiced by his assurance that the girl had sustained no serious injury. The Mood was from her nose, and whilst the simply restoratives necessary in such a case were being administered I had an oppor tunity (it closely observing her. Her years iDiiW scarcely be more than seventeen, and a more engaging face I have seldom ' i n. Her figure, though slight, was ele gance itself; and spite of a poor, washed--iit cotton frock, coarse and patched shoes, ami the rough abrasion caused by sedu- i"iis needlework upon the forefinger of in r K it hand, 1 felt, when she opened her sweet soft eyes, and a faint smile and lush change-fully lit up her countenance, ! hat a "gem of purest ray serene," fresh 'mm the divinest mint of nature, was be fore me. The soft, sweet eyes were, never theless, swollen with weeping, and" au air "f inexpressibly mournful sadness clouded tin- natural sunshine of her face. Mr. Richards knew her, and asked in a Minlly tone if her mother was better. A burst of tears was the reply, followed f by- a timid explanation to the effect that . 'he was on her way to hH house when f Knocked down. - It was' jnecessary he -hould see her mother without delay. She w.-i- worse much worsev : Mr. Richards said he "would go at ouce. - 1 he jr'fri Frances Mason, being sufficiently r' l-i.vercd to walk home led the wnv: and I. :A i gesture from the apothecary, whom I knew very well, followed, Richards, as we walked along, intimated, in his brief, urt way. that my police-officer experience inight be needed by the Mason family. A tire had broken out in their dwelling in j'he deu of night, and in the endeavor to - iye h&daughters Mrs. Mason had been "'terribly Darned, that not the slightest fr"i- r-ouid be entertained of her recovery. A fellow lodged with the Masons," "aid Richards, "for whom at first sight I f' l' an instinctive dislike, an invincible " l'Ugnance. He is a working jeweller, "nd hi name is Mark Lopes. I think it 1'iite likely that you may have known him I'f'f'-ssionally." "He is a Jew I"1 An unmistable one. Hook-nose, dark, -" eyes, flashy waistcoat, pinchbeck ''l:'iiis. pins, and rings complete. His inav be about thirtv." ' I know a 'Jew. by sight, and something of about that age, whose name is or LVpcz. He limps slightly, and '- a scar on his left cheek." Hie very man! Hush! Here we are." fallowed Richards into the abode of 'I'-sohftion, soon to be that of death. The twemeift had been gutted by the fiie. "'tv article of furniture had been de , ryed. and Mrs. Mason was dying upon ' mattress, lent by the landlord of the ''"'II an1 Dragon public-house. " the floor, by their mother's side knelt '"r danirhters. Frances and Rosamond, '.ml ' l"s by them a minister of the Bap- list l" iMiusion. He was praying with ' eyes and upraised hands in a mcas monotonous tone, which strangely ''"id rusted with the daughters' wild sobs :"m broken cries to God for "help and lllerey. 1 '""peakable anxiety was expressed by the dying woman's face, which I was after wards told had been once scarcely inferior in comeliness to her daughter's. Not anxiety Tor herself; for the sepulchral, tolling tones of the parson were not heed ed by the mother, whose fluttering spirit was looking its last through swiftly dark ening eyes upon her children, with an in tensity of yearning solicitude, which only maternal love, stronger than the fear of death, eould have inspired. Her lips moved as she caught sight of Mr. Richards, and a feeble uplifting of her fingers, which were playing with the coverlet, was sufficient s'ign that she wished to speak with him. He stepped gently towards her, and bent down his head. The tones were too feeble. He could not distinctly hear a word, and he said to me in a quick whisper, "I am a little deaf. Will you, Mr. Waters, act for me?" Of course I readily complied. The white lips moved again, and I heard the words, '"Lopes silver watch." This was all I could make out ; and the meaning was obscure enough. Still, see ing that Mrs. Mason was going fast, I pressed her hand in token that she was comprehended. The response was a faint, pale smile, which, as 'her-raze turned again upon her children, brightened into transient sunlight, fading swiftly into the cold, calm pallor of death. 1 turned to leave, for my presence there, if not intrusive, could be of no service, and as I did so caught a glimpse of Mark Lopes, who, with the charred, partly opened door in his hand, was gazing with unquiet eyes upon the scene within. A start of surprise showed that he had also recognized me, and the bushy-haired head and dingy-saffron face vanished in a twinkling. I was downstairs nearly as soon as he, and was up with him before he could open the street door. His perspiring hand I noticed slipped round, instead of turn ing the latch-knob. "I wish to speak with you Mr. Mark Lopes." "Withme-me! What about? What for?" "Well, I want information about the origin of the fire here two nights ago; and as I know you have had much experience in fires, I shall be glad of any hint you may be able to give me upon the case."' "What do you mean by that?" ex claimed Lopes, with a sort of indecisive fierceness. "Do you dare insiuuate that that " "Dare insinuate what? Out with it, Mr. Mark;Lopes. What is it that a man of your clear conscience could imagine I meant to insinuate?''' He did not answer, and turned savagely away. I was not, however, disposed to part with him ; and as we were by .then close to the Bell and Dragon, I said, in a half-civil, half-menacing tone, "Come, come, Mr. Mark Lopes, I must and will know all about this fire. You were a lodger in the house, and, I have no doubt, up aud doing as soon, if not sooner, than any other inmate. We will just step in here, and over a friendly glass you will tell me all about it." The fellow hesitated, but having men tally reckoned up the risks and advantages of telling his own story, or of peremptori ly refusing to do so, aceepted my invita tion. My knowledge of Mark Lopes, I must here premise, was but slight and incident al. He had carried on business in Ber mondsey, and twice a fire broke out in his premises, consuming his amply-insured stock in trade. The first time he was paid the amount claimed without demur. On the second occasion a rigid investigation took place, which led to the apprehension of Mark, Lopes upon a charge of arson. The evidence proved technically insuffi cient to establish his guilt, and he brought an action aginst the Sun Ofh.ce, which re sulted in a verdict for the defendants. I had since lost sight of him. The particulars I contrived to elicit from Mark Lopes, relative to the Mason family and the catastrophe that had befallen them, were mainly these : Mrs. Mason was before marriage a Miss Curzon, the daughter of a gentleman by birth and position, but of scanty means, who died insolvent. About a year after his chjathiFrances Curzon mar ried Mason, then a jeweller and silver smith in prosperous business at the West End of London. For about twelve years after, the union, Mason continued to pros per, or appeared to do so. Then disasters came upon him, and he ultimately broke down, not in business only, but in charac ter; sank lower and lower in the gulf of poverty and sliming self-abasement, till he died in utterly desperate circumstances, and by his own hand. Lopes had worked for him, and knew that his family his sister especially, who had married extremely well herself never forgave her brother for marrying a "pretty pauper." Whether Mrs. Mason, after her husband's death, had applied to her rich sister-in-law for help, he (Lopes) did not know in fact, he did not know, or, if he ever had known, had forgotten that lady's name; but if she had applied, help was refused, and the widow and her daugh ters had no means left of independent life but the poorly-paid labor of their own hands. Mrs. Mason finally hid herself and children. so to speak, from those with whom she had associated in better days, in the cheap obscurity of Bell and Dragon Court. 'The fire had broken out between one and .two; in the morning how caused no one coma make out. ine two gins had been really in no danger, as they slept in the front room on the ground floor, and could easily, at the first alarm, have got out of the window into the court. In fact they had done so, when Mrs. Mason, who slept in the front room upstairs, awakened by the furious knocking at the street door and the shouts of people in the court, rushed in frenzied terror down the flaming stairs in her night dress to the rescue, as she supposed of her children. ' "The poor lady was delirious till she died," added Mark Lopes, "and talked terrible nonsense." "You occupied the back room- on the upper floor, and were, I suppose, in bed and asleep when the fire broke out?" '.Noi l was kept awake by the tooth ache, and at the first alarm hurried on my clothes, rushed down stairs, and thun dered at the girls' door. They quickly awoke, huddled on their things, opened the door, and I helped them through the window." "Whv not out by the street door?" "Because the passage was inflames, and their thin dresses would have been ablaze in a moment. The fire burst out in the back roam on the ground floor." "The girls were in saicty, then, when the mother reached their sleeping-room?" "Yes; and I was just going to follow through the window when Mrs. Mason rushed in all afire." - "Is your own loss considerable?" "No; not at all so. It has been low water with me for a long time. The Ma sons have lost all, as nothing was insured : not much in amount," added Lopes; "in fact, nothing to speak of nothing of any value." "I should suppose so: a family circum stanced as they were could have nothing of much value in their possession. Well, I am obliged to you, Mr. Lopes, for your information, scanty as it is." This I said in a tone and manner intend ed to persuade him that any vague suspi cion which his antecedents might have suggested had been dismissed from my mind ; and I was pleased to observe that I succeeded in conveying that .impression. The Worship Street Police Office was not far off, and as, on leaving the public house, I ordered an additional glass of brandy-and-water to be taken to the gen tleman in the parlor, I was pretty confi dent that I should be able to set'some one personally unknown to him upon his track before he left. T was to a certain extent disappointed. The only men I would have trusted were known to Lopes, and I was fain to engage the services of a young man living in Chis well Street, whose familiar cognomen was "Humpy Jim." - He was the sharp-witted hunchback who at that period sometimes attended the weekly horse and .second hand carriage sales at the repository in Barbican. I should not, perhaps, have thought of, though I had twice before employed him, had I not, in traversing Finsbury Square, found him in hot dispute with a much bigger youngster than him self for the privileges and profits of a cross ing there. Humpy Jim his real name was James Cotterell was evidently out of luck just then, and as the business in hand required to be done upon economical prin ciples, it struck me that he was just my man, or boy, his age being not more, I should think, than nineteen, at most. He jumped at my proposal comprehended what was required with wonderful readi ness. - We got back to the Bell and Drag on before the last tumbler of grog had been imbibed by Lopes, and I went my way with the full conviction that I should be informed of all the Jew's doings, and many of his sayings too, up to such time as the sleuth hound I had placed upon the scent should be called off. It mav be asked what, except the unin telligible words gasped forth by the dying I mother, could induce me to suspect Mr. Mark Lopes of felony in the case of the Mason Family. Well, the motive for my conduct is to be found in the, at first view, inconsequent conversation between me and Lopes already given. ,By that I knew that he was awake and busy when the fire at No. 1, Bell" and Dragon Court, broke out. That he did not attempt to rouse Mrs. Mason,, who slept in the next room to his, but that he I was zealous to aid the exit through the j window of the daughters. That Mrs. ; Mason, "rushing all afire" into her chil- j dren's chamber, found him there. What ; had she found him doing there Then his ' eagerness to assure me that she had been delirious since the fire, had "talked terri- j ble nonsense," and that there was nothing j of any value in the house. All that, j viewed in conjunction with his furtive j looks and changing color as we talked to- '. gether, suggested to the practised ken of . a detective-officer matter of grave suspi- j cion. Moreover the daughters interested j me greatly. Rosamond, the younger, was ; not unlike one of my own girls. ! Mr. Richards, the apothecary, a man of j large and active benevolence, as hundreds still alive can testify, provided for the immediate physical needs of Frances and Rosamond Mason; and a true Sister of Mercy one of that noble sisterhood, though not conventually disciplined and ruled, with whom London abounds exert ed herself to procure the orphans means of independent support. Xo. 1, Bell and Dragon Court, was plainly furnished anew, and better-paid-for w-ork was obtained for them. Time only could bring balm to their hurt minds. I, meanwhile, was not idle in my voca tion, L'pon questioning the daughters, I found that their mother had a consider able quantity of valuables heir looms that had belonged to her father, which were kept in a stout box, locked up in a cup board in the front ground-floor room, their sleeping apartment. The box had been consumed in the fire, and the contents, old silver plate and a massive gold watch. had, they supposed, been stolen during the confusion, as no trace of gold or silver could be found in the ashes and crumbled rubbish. Amidst the greatest privations, their mother had refused to part with thsse me mentoes of a happier life, exeept upon one occasion of sore need, when she pawned the watch for five pounds. Frances, the elder daughter, her mother being ill in bed, had been sent to redeem it on the day when the Sright to do so would have ex pired; but she could give no description of the w atch, except that it was a large, heavy one. L'pon application to the pawn broker, that deficiency was supplied, Mr. Morris, of Norton Folgatr?, had entered the name of the maker in his looks that of Leah, a celebrated name no doubt as a memorandum for his own guidance in the event of the watch being sold by. auc tion, as the law, in such cases, requires. I had now a pretty distinct notion of what the dying lady meant by "Mark Lopes silver watch." Humpy Jim, supplied with funds bv Richards, who was vehemently anxious that Lopes should be hanged, clung t) the j Jew like his shadow. All in vain, how- ' ever, for a long time, was that ceaseless vigilance. Lopes neither pawned nor sold silver plate or a gold watch, and was ex ceedingly kind and respectful to the Misses Mason ; brought them work, and paid for it liberally. He himself was getting into remarkably good case: wore fine clothes, frequented theatres and expensive taverns, without visible means for indulgence in such luxu ries. Cotterell informed me that one morning Lopes received a letter, which he eagerly opened at the door, took a slip of paper from it, immediately stopped a cab which happened to be passing, and wasi driven off so rapidly that he, Cotterell, could not possibly keep the cab in sight. Cotterell suggested that the slip of paper must have been a check, which Lopes had hastened to get cashed. I thought so too ; and when, after about a week's absence I returned from Scotland, where I had been engaged in an affair that will form the Subject of the next paper, the lad informed me that Lopes had received another letter, had shortly afterwards come out of the house in which he lodged, called a cab, aud ordered the driver to take him to iioare anu vo., meet Street. I, called at Hoare's, and was informed that a banker's order for one hundred pounds, being the second for that amount drawn in favor of Mark Lopes, Esquire, by a Bath banking-house, had been paid two days previously to the person that presented and indorsed it. At my request the manager said he would write to Bath, and ask the name of the person that had obtained the order from the bank, j The answer received was. "Mrs. Barfield, a lady of fortune, residing in the vicinity of Bath, who keeps an account with us." Who was Mrs. Barfield, and how the deuce came it that a lady of fortune should send drafts for two hundred pounds to Mark Lopes? It utterly confounded me, till Mr. Richards suggested that Mrs. Bar field might be the wonderfully well-mar-rjed sister-in-law of Mrs. Mason, whose name or residence Lopes professed to be ignorant of, but with whom, nevertheless, he had perhaps contrived to open a cor respondence, pretendedly on behalf of the bereaved desolate orphans. This was a shrewd guess at all events, and Mr. Richards undertook to w rite by that evening's post to Mrs. Barfield. I had left Mr. Richards' shop, when it occurred to me that there was a very easy way of ascertaining whether Mrs. Barfield was the Misses Mason's aunt, by simply asking that question of the young ladies themselves. I accordingly turned up Worship Street, and into Bell and Dragon Court, but was stopped before I reached No. 1 by young Cotterell. "Lopes is in there," said the hunchback, who was much excited. "Lopes is in there with Miss Frances. Miss Rosamond has been sent Out with work." "Well, what of that?" "I don't know exactly what of that," replied Cotterell fiercely; "but if I heard the least slightest scream in the world I would know. D n his heart!" continued the lad, opening and closing his fists in a manner unconsciously, and as if preparing to clutch and grapple with some hated thing, "D fu his heart! I guess what he's after ; I ajn't a fool. This is the fourth time he has been here and sent Miss Rosa mond away upon some pretence or other; but I'd be down upon him like a breeze. I could throttle him," added Cotterell, with a savage snap of his teeth. "I could throttle him as easy as I could a sparrow, and I would too !" I was amazed at the lad's vehemence ; at the bitter rage revealed by his burning eyes, and pale, death-pale face. A few questions sufficed to discover the source of his emotion. He had taken messages to the sisters from Mr. Richards, had been kindly noticed by them, and had become affected, or infected, by the beauty and sweetness of the elder to an extraordinary degree a feeling not the less real and poignant for being ridiculously absurd. And I could not help thinking, as I looked upon his sinewy though stunted form, his stout arms and hardened hands, that he might prove at need a better champion of Miss Frances than many a six feet grena dier. "Go in," he went on to say: "go in quietly yourself at once. He has been there more than half an hour.. Here," added the hunchback with some hesita tion, "here is a latch-key which fits the door." "I could not rest," said the excited lad, in reply to my stare of surprise, "I could not rest till I had it. How without could I get in if I wanted to?" I availed myself of the key. entered the house quietly, and listened to the conver sation going ou in the back room between Lopes ard Frances Mason. Conversation it could hardly be called, her share therein being confined to ejaculations of surprise and alarm in reply to the Jew's ardent so licitation that she would become his wife. The fellow was positively proposing mar riage to the distressed and astonished girl, though her mother was scarcely cold in her grave! I soon, moreover, compre hended that remembrance of the kind nesses which he had thrust upon the sis ters greatly mitigated the manifestation of terror aud disgust which the proposition excited. Completely mistaking the cause of the maiden's tremulous civility, Lopes waxed bolder, and seemed about to offer her some personal indignity, w hen I sud denly entered the room. He seemed to literally collapse with surprise and conster nation, whilst a slight scream of joy. fol lowed by a burst of hysterical tears, inter preted the feelings with which Frances Mason greeted my appearance. I thought it unwise to let it appear that I had been listening outside, and after a few words of apology for my unannounced intrusion, I said abruptly, having first so placed myself that I could sec Lopes' face in the tiny chimney glass "Is a Mrs. Barfield, who lives near Bath, nn aunt of yours. Miss Mason?" The question, was an electric shock to Lopes, and his livid face turned rapidly from me to Frances Mason, from her to me, his wild, flaming glance betokening, asie did so, intensest alarm arnd astonish ment. " I have never heard of a Mrs. Barfield," said Frances Mason. "Our aunt's name is Dalton, and she lives at Brighton." "The Mrs. Barfield I am speaking of," said I, turning sharply upon Lopes. " is the lady who has lately sent you two drafts, amounting to two hundred pounds, upon Hoare's, the bankers." The fellow blenched visibly, but Fran ces Mason's reply to my question bad so far restored his self-possession that he surlily retorted with, "What the devil right have you to ask who .sends me checks?" " Well, no precise right at present. But come, let us begone. This young lady does not, it is quite evident, like our com pany, and I have a word or two for your private ear." Lopes sullenly acquiesced, and we left the house together. Cotterell was in the court, seemingly intent upon the grooming of a horse. Lopes did not notice him; but a sly, swift, round-the-corner squint shot at me showed that Cotterell did us, and that his eyes were quite sufficiently wide open to see the latch-key, which I managed to drop unobserved by Mr. Lopes. I invited the Jew to take a glass at the Bell and Dragon; he complied, but was so sullenly incommunicative that I soon left him. It was then about four o'clock, and the winter evening was already closing in. Five hours afterwards, just upon the stroke of nine, and whilst I was at sup per, a note was brought me by an officer attached to the Worship Street Police Of fice. I copy it verbatim : "Sin: I ave kild the Jew; lest wais I hope so. Pichcd him clene over stares. Upon is cussed hed. AU rite with Miss Frances. Jist in time. Hoping to see you and quite hapy, James Cottereli.." The officer's report, supplemented by suosequeni inquiry, gave the loliowing particulars of what had occurred since I left the Bell and Dragon Court: Mark Lopes, warned by the discovery of his correspondence with Mrs. Barfield, de termined, at any hazard, to make Frances Mason glad to become his wife. With that view, he at about half-past six in the evening returned to No. 1, Bell and Drag on Court, and sent Rosamond Mason away under pretence that a lady in Gracechurch Street for whom they worked wished to see her immediately. Frances was in the back room up-stairs, and did not know that her sister had left the house, or that Lopes had returned till he presented him- self before her. A vehement altercation ensued, and finally Lopes, drunk with ex citement and liquor, had seized the terri fied, helpless girl, and partially stifled her frenzied screams, when Cotterell burst into the room. "The strength of twenty men was in me," said the hunchback, with proud, glistening eyes. "The strength of twenty men was in mc. I seized the scoundrel by the throat, dragged, whirled him out of the room, and pitched him as easy as a skittle bull over the staircase. I glory in it. Miss Frances is an angel still, and I don't care what comes of me." Mark Lopes, though frightfully injured, recovered after about six weeks' medical discipline in St. Bartholomew's Hospital, and was then transferred to Newgate. The next session he was indicted for stealing from No. 1, Bell and Dragon Court, a quan tity of silver plate and a gold watch. Also with obtaining, nominally from Mrs. Bar field, but really from Mrs. Dalton, who was ill at the time, and staying at.the for mer' lady's house, two hundred pounds, under the pretext that he waj the legal guardian of Mrs. Dalton's nieces, and that he was anxious, in fulfilment of their mother'r iast wishes, to discharge various debts that had been incurred during her long illness, as well as to befittingly equip the Misses Mason for appearing at their aunt's, mansion at Brighton. He was con victed upon both charges, and sentenced to fourteen years' transportation. Frances and Rosamond Mason were adopted by their wealthy childless aunt; and both, I have heard, have married hap pily. Mr. Richards, with Mrs. Dalton's money, purchased a capital greengrocery business for James Cotterell ; but he had no heart to it, and withering gradually away, died, poor fellow, within six months of the day when he furtively watched, from round the corner of an adjacent street, the de parture of Frances Mason from London. The Lateat Fanhlon in Garters. Baltimore Sun. "There are several styles in garters this season," said a prominent dealer yester day. "Here, for instance, are some pretty pale-blue, white and pink ones, which are made of satin-hnished elastic and D'lillted 1 v, ' 1 OU hte with roses and sprays of vines. they fasten with buckles, and can be made larger or smaller as necessity requires. The buckle was invented for obvious reas ons. No, they are not worn in front that is, not directly in front. The buckle comes a little to one side, and on the other side i is a dainty knot of ribbon, sometimes a j bow and sometimes frilled. "But I think these are prettier; they are i embroidered and are usually made to order, j A wider scope is given here for the, dis i play of taste and originality than in the j others. The embroidery is not done on I the elastic, but upon ribbon in which the elastic is encased. Any design in small flowers, such as forget-me-nots and trail ing arbutus, may be used with charming effect. Many ladies buy the material and work the designs themselves. Now, here are some upon w hich the ribbon, instead of being embroidered, is puffed. Prices range from $1 to $5 per pair." "Do the buckles ever come separate from the garters?" I "Oh, yes," was the reply. "The hand i somest buckles are only used when speci i ally ordered. They are generally sold by jewelers. Some are of plain gold or silver, ; and some are studded with jewels. The most fashionable now are those set with Rhinestones. A beauliful pair that I re cently saw are of solid gold, with forget-me-nots in blue enamel. An ingenious device to shield the flesh from bruise is a scented pad, soft and tiny, which is placed tinder the buckle. WHY THEY CALL III.TI LIAH Every Day la the Northern Paper. (Blaine's Letter to Bundy, July 22, 14. "In answer to your recent favor, I beg to say that Tarn not and neier hare heen the owner of any coal lands, or iron lands, or lands of any character whatever in the Hocking Valley or in any part of Ohio. Nor have I at any time owned a share of ttoek in any roal, iron, or land comjiaitii in the State of Ohio.''' Blaine's Letter to Denison, December 30, 1S0.J Senate Chamber, Washington, ) December 30, 1880. s Dear Sir: Find enclosed my draft for $25,000, in payment of my subscription to the Hope Furnace enterprise. Hocking Valley, Ohio, mines. Touching the in terest, I have to ask that, whatever it may amount to, you will permit its pay ment to be postponed until some matters between Mr. Lee and myself are definitely adjusted. Very Respectfully, J. G". Blaine. Have a Look at the Books. New York Herald. J A law of Congress directs the First Comptroller of the Treasury "to make an annual report to Congress of such officers as have failed to make settlement of their accounts for the preceding fiscal year." No such report has been made since 1869. The amount of defalcations can be ascer tained only from the suits brought or the reports of the Solicitor of the Treasury. These reports show that suits have been brought for official defalcations since 1869 to the amount of nearly seventeen millions in fifteen years; and so careless have been the prosecutions in such cases that, out of $3,345,729 thus robbed from the people by faithless officials, only $70,405 was recov ered. In these statements the frauds of the whisky ring, the star route ring, the Burn side, Howgate, navy, medical, United States marshals and other frauds are not counted at all, and on none of these have the Republicans either recovered the mon eys stolen or punished the thieves. Surely it is time for a change time to "have a look at the books." The man Blaine Ik. Mr. Beeeher's Joy-Blane Letter. Toward the close of the dinner, September 29, 1877,- political matters were introduced, and, among other things, Blaine's failure to receive the nomination that went to Hayes. Mr. Joy spoke with contemptuous severity of Mr. Blaine, and gave this statement : " When a difficulty occurred in regard to certain lands in the Southwest in which I was interested, a committee was about to be appointed by Congress to examine the matter, Blaine being Speaker of the House. Through a friend I asked Mr. Blaine to have one sound lawyer appointed on that committee, I did not care of which party. I simply wanted a sound lawyer. In a day or two Mr. Blaine sent me word through a friend that he had certain depreciatedj bonds, ana that n 1 would enable him to place them at par 1 1 eould have my commit- tee as 1 wanted u. I cannot forget with j what cutting scorn Mr. Joy leaned back i in his chair and said: That is the man Blaine is,'' and he added, 'I refused the of fer, aud as the courts soon settled the mat ter no committee was appointed.'" WOMEN FOLK. PRECIOUS POWDER-RAG AND AN UN ROMANTIC STOCKING. A Breakdown In a Flirtation Sallle Ward Mrs. Stunner. New York World.J Among the passengers who got on one of the elevated railroad trains at Four teenth street one afternoon last week was a stylish, good-looking young lady who had probably been on a shopping expedi tion. She was dressed to a high point, and seemed to look ou her surrounding sisterhood in humbler attire with some dis dain. It was warm, and she fanned her self most diligently. She had that way of fanning herself right in the face and throwing her head a little to one side which yon "have pr6T5ably observed" in young ladies who are not over-anxious to hide themselves from the public gaze. She was the least bit stout, her face was flushed, and she changed her position so often that one might have supposed she longed to be at home so she could unlace a tight corset and cool off. All of a sud den she made a nervous grab for her bag, and when she got it open began to fumble about for two things her pretty little white handkerchief and her great big powder-rag. That is, I suppose so. The first was to serve as a perfumed shield for the other. She got the handkerchief, but the powder-rag, neatly rolled up, fell out on the floor, and a timid-looking but polite young man sitting just opposite hastened to pick it up. He did not clutch it full in his hand as a man ought to do who ven tures around the uncertainties of a pow der rag, but caught it up by a tag-end that stuck out, and when he lifted it, with the most gracious bow and tip of the hat, towards the blushing owner, it unrolled and, lo! there was in full view of a whole car-load of people the larger and easily recognizable portion of a very shapely silk stocking-leg. She took it yes, she took it with a vengeance and thrust it in her bag like a flash. It was a red stocking, un ui ao itu un mc- ui luc young man who had with such celerity ir.ii r . . iuiu niiusew hi ner leei, as it were. ne looked out of the car window on her side and he looked out of the car window on his side, and when the train stopped at the next station a roittretemps and additional embarrassment occurred when they both got up to go out. They did really get out, and I suppose got out of each other's sight as soon as possible. This distressing incident ought to be a warning to all young ladies who are so in sensible to the proprieties of life as to use a stocking-leg for a powder-rag. The originaand primary mission of a stocking is so far removed from that of a powder rag that the two cannot be confounded without great violence to one's sense of the proper adjustment of things. True, a powder-rag is nothing but a rag after all, and true, inoreover, a stocking fit for a powder-rag is nothing but a rag. But rags have their antecedents and tradition ary associations as well as gold bracelets and silver thimbles. Let it not be under stood that the clothing of a small foot and that accompanying portion of the feminine anatomy for which a stocking is designed is an ignoble duty. While it is not exact ly noble, it is certainly necessary and en tirely reputable. But the point to be made is that violence ought not to be done to the association of ideas. Why did the young lady blush? Not because it was a stocking the young man held in his hand. I - hue had perhaps bought that very stock- nc from another young man who had held it up to full view to her and she did not blush at all. She blushed because it was her stocking, and because after she had worn it out on her foot she had been rubbing her face with it the very face to which some young man might feel as though he would give his boots to touch his lips if he were not into the secret of the powder-rag. Now, if it had been an old glove it would have been quite another thing. There is a vast difference in the realm of poetry and sentiment between an old stocking and an old glove. When Renan wrote that delightful paragraph in which he expressed the wish that after death he inight become a prayerbook to be held in the hand of a lady while at her devotions, he was careful to sav "it should be a hand with a glove on it." Many beautiful things have been written about gloves and the older the gloves the bet ter but whoever had an elevated thought in connection with a stocking, old or new, silk or cotton ? Mr. Flemming I shall call him. He is one of the leading clerks at a leading dry goods store. He is given charge of the ladies' dress-goods department. Mr. Flem ming is a very prim, nice-looking gentle man. He looks well for his salary, but that is partly because his clothes are not subjected to hard usage. Mr. Flemming has to do almobt entirely with ladies, and he is not entirely insensible to their charms, fpon one in particular has he long had his eyes. AVhenever she comes he is in fused with all the obsequiousness and def erential politeuess that ever characterized the model dry-goods clerk. Would she have this or would she have that? Where would she have the packages sent? At what time? No; no trouble at all. Only too happy to do it, madam. And by and by he would throw in little compliments and bits of conversation outside of the line of trade. One day she came to buy a new dress. She was sitting at the counter while Mr. Flemming was disporting him self at the highest pitch. Another lady came along a plainly dressed, good-in-tentioned lady who never dreamed that Mr. F. would flirt, for she knew him at home. She only stopped long enough to say: 'How do you do, Sir. Flemming? How is Mrs. Flemming and the baby !" Mr. Flemmiug's countenance fell like the thermometer in a Dakota blizzard, but he managed to say "Very well," and the hapless intruder passed on with her head up. too honest to suspect she had made M r. Flemming very mad. Mrs. Armstrong, once known all over the United States and the civilized world as Sallie Ward, is now living quietly at a hotel in Louisville. Her third and last husband died several years ago. She will always be known as Sallie Ward, for it is a comparatively small circle that are aware that she was ever Mrs. Lawrence or Mrs. Hunt or Mrs. Armstrong. She was a girl twenty-five years ago and she cannot now be far from fifty. Still she is a woman of most striking appearance in fact, beauti ful. For many years she was regarded as the reigning belle of this country. She was not only a great beauty but a great wit, to which fact there are yet thousands to bear testimony.: Fifty years ago her father was speaker of the Kentucky Leg islature, and it was said of him that no finer-looking man ever held that office. Her brother, Mat Ward, was a well-known character. He was of a class of men who have passed away forever and who were a peculiar outgrowth of the South. The Ward family was one of the wealthiest in Louisville, and Mat Ward was amply able to travel abroad. He wrote a book of observations on England and had it print ed for private circulation. Sallie Ward's first husband was a son of Abbott Law rence, the famous Boston millionaire. She was a young woman, fond of society and dress, flattered by everybody, too beauti ful and too brilliant to be kept within any small circle. Lawrence was a narrow fel low, stingy aud jealous. They lived to gether only two years. When the final rupture came she went before the Massa chusetts Legislature and mainly by her overmastering beauty and fascinating speech got a divorce from that body. She next married Dr. Hunt, a Kentuckian of good family, but he soon killed himself by hard drinking, not because he was partic ularly fond of drink, but because it was a sort of solace from greater misery. Then she married Armstrong, a pork packer, of Louisville, her social inferior, but a man of considerable wealth. He soon died and left his wife a fortune which she now en joys. Mme. LeVert used to tell of a re markable coincidence in which Sallie Ward was concerned. When the Kentucky belle was married to young Lawrence they went to Europe ou a bridal tour. Mme. LeVert went over on, the same vessel. Some years afterwards Mme. LeVert made another trip to Europe, and when she sat down to dinner the first day whom should she see but Sallie Ward and her second husband sit ting on one side of the table and Lawrence and his second wife on the other! Both couples were making bridal tours and both were happy. A correspondent writes a long letter in reply to a paragraph that appeared here some time ago concerning the widow of Charles Sumner. In that paragraph it was stated that there was always a mystery about the divorce that Mrs. Mason ob tained from Mr. Sumner. This correspon dent declares that there was no mystery about it to those who knew both the par ties to the marriage, and among other things says : Mrs. Mason had money and beauty, but was not an intellectual woman and did not belong to the circle of Boston society to which Mr. Sumner had the entree She was spoken of as a frivolous, fashiofiable, society-loving woman, ambitious of the position in Washington society which a marriage with Charles Sumner would give her. But she had the innocent, winning ways which many pretty women when they have an object in view, exercise, and with them she accomplished her object and became Mrs. Sumner. She had mar ried for Washington and intended to en joy it, and when Mr. Sumner, who did not dance, would mildly suggest that it was late, that he had important duties for the next day in the Senate and would like to go home to rest, she would tell him to go and she would come when she had danced her list down. In Mr. Sumner's eyes this was too indecorous for endurance, and, too, with the prestige his own endow ments had given him in politics and liter ature, he naturally supposed there was an attraction about him superior to balls and society beaus. His self-esteem was wound ed and his sense of propriety shocked, and particularly so when Mrs. Sumner chose a cavalier who could attend her in society. By the advice of friends Mr. Sumner en dured his wife's whim for gayety, hoping one winter's surfeit would be sufficient, but when the actions of his wife provoked the voice of scandal he sought redress from official quarters. The youth whom Mrs. Sumner had chosen for a favorite was one of those younger English sons who are attached to the British Legation that the position may give them opportunities in society here which they would not other wise have. Mr. Sumner represented to the then Secretary of State that this young Englishman had stepped bevond his dip lomatic duties, and that his conduct was unbecoming a gentleman and representa tive of Her Majesty. The matter was re ported to the home government, and Earl Newcastle, a personal friend of both Mr, Sumner &nd the Secretary of State, in his official character as Secretary of Foreign Affairs recalled his young countryman. This gave offence in many ways to Mrs. Sumner; she lost an admirer who was her constant attendant, it deprived her of her personal liberty of action, and implied that her conduct had met the disapproval of her husband, and forthwith she asked to be returned to her father-in-law in Boston. It was afterwards determined that she should join a sister living in Europe, and there she has been with her daughter, whose eligible marriage was noticed in The World little over a year since. The Sumner marriage and denouement were society talk for a season. Mr. Sumner had the sympathy of his friends throughout the whole, and their approval of his course in requiring the dismissal of the English attache. After Mrs. Sumner's departure he returned to the society of his more inti mate friends, and appeared the same as in his bachelor days. J. It. H. THE DISPERSED ABROAD Find it Good to Dwell Together. Letter to the Editor. Godwinsville, Dodge Co., Ga., Octo ber 6, 1884. North Carolina is well represented in this county. This place is named after Berry Godwin, Esq., of .Lumberton, JN. C, was settled by Robesonian, and the following counties are represented: Cumberland, Robeson, Harnett, Duplin, Pender, Johnston, Co lumbus, and Bladen. Saw mill and turpentine is the business. Messrs. Powell of Columbus have a large turpentine business 5 miles west. Messrs. Bush & Bro., of Lenoir (I think), 4 miles south, carry on a large turpentine business, while Messrs. A. Feacock & Co., of Co lumbus county, do a similar business five miles south-east. I am positive there are between ' 300 and 400 North Carolinians living in this and adjoining counties, while L am told that in Macon there is colony of Tar Heels. I am on the Macon & Brunswick Railroad, operated by the E. T. V. & Ga. R. R. Saw milling and turpentine is the cruel business. Farming here is different from what I've been used to in South Carolina, where nave oeen living ior tne past nine vears Lands here could be made to produce from one to one-and-a-half bales of cotton ; but in this immediate vicinity farmers do not seem to have much goabeadativeness, Corn and cotton are the chief products, Everything is very high: chickens from 25 to 50 cents, eggs 25 cents per dozen Provisions are a great deal higher than in South Carolina, and from what I see them quoted at in Fayetteville and Robeson papers. The election for State officers came off October 1. No Rads, all Democrats. Joe J. H TILDEN. THE GREAT REFORMER SEES Reform Only In Cleveland's Election. Graystone, Oct. 6, 1884. " Mr. Chairman and Gentlemen of the Com mittee : I thank you for the kind terms in which you have communicated the resolutions concerning me adopted by the late Demo cratic National Convention. I share your conviction that the reform in the administration of the Federal Gov ernment, which is ourgreat national want. and is indeed essential to the restoration and preservation of the Government itself, can only be achieved through the agency of the Democratic party and by installing Its representative in the Chief Magistracy of the United States. The noble historical traditions of the Democratic party, the principles in which it was educated, and to which it has ever been in the main faithful; its freedom from the corrupt influences which grow up in the prolonged possession of power, and the nature of -the elements which consti tute it, all contribute to qualify it for that mission. The opposite characteristics and condi tions which attach to the Republican par ty make it hopeless to expect that that party will be able to give better govern ment than the debasing system of abuses which, during its ascendancy, has infected official and political'life in this country. ORIGIN OF THE DEMOCRATIC PARTY. The Democratic party had its origift in the efforts of the more advanced patriots of the Revolution to resist the perversion of our Government from the ideal contem plated by the people. Among its con spicuous founders are Benjamin Franklin and Thomas Jefferson ; Samuel Adams and John Hancock, of Massachusetts ; George Clinton and Robert R. Livingston, of New York; and George Wythe and James Mad ison, of Virginia. From the election of Mr. Jefferson as President in 1800, for sixty years the Democratic party mainly directed our national policy. It extended the boundaries of the Republic and laid the foundations of all our national great ness, while it preserved the limitations im posed by the Constitution and maintained a simple and pure system of domestic ad ministration. CLASS LEGISLATION OF THE REPUBLICANS. On the other hand, the Republican party has always been dominated by the princi ples which favor legislation for the bene fit of particular classes at the expense of the body of the people. It has become deeply tainted with the abuses which naturally grow up during a long posses sion of unchecked power, especially in a period of civil war and false finance. The patriotic and virtuous elements in it are now unable to emancipate it from the sway of selfish interests which subordinate public duty to personal greed. The most hopeful of the best citizens it contains de spair of its amendment except through its temporary expulsion from power. It has been boastingly asserted by a modern Massachusetts statesman, strug gling to reconcile himself and his follow ers to their Presidential candidate, that the Republican party contains a dispro portionate share of the wealth, the cul ture and the intelligence of the country. The unprincipled Grafton, when taunted by James the Second with his personal want of conscience, answered, "That i true, but 1 belong to a party that has a great deal of conscience." HOW TO REFORM THE GOVERNMENT. Such reasoners forget that the same claim has been made in all ages and coun tries by the defenders of old wrongs against new reforms. It was alleged by,. the Tones of the American Revolution against the Patriots of that day. It was repeated against Jefferson and 'afterwards against Jackson. It is alleged1 by the con servatives against those who, in England, are endeavoring to enlarge the popular suffrage. All history shows that reforms in gov ernment must not be expected from those who sit serenely on the social mountain tops enjoying the benefits of the existing order of things. Even the Divine Author of our religion found his followers not among the self-complacent Pharisees, but among lowly-minded fishermen. I he Republican party is largely made up of thoSe who live by their wits and who aspire in politics to advantages over the rest of mankind similar to those which their daily lives are devoted to securing in private business. SAFETY ONLY BY THE ELECTION OF CLEVE LAND. The Democratic partv consists largelv of those wh live by the work of their hands and whose political action is gov erned by their sentiments or imagination. It results that the Democratic party, more readily than the Republican party, can be moulded to the support of reform measures which involve a sacrifice of sel fish interests. , The indispensable necessity of our times is a change of administration in the great executive offices of the country. This, in my judgment, can only be-accomplished by the election of the Democratic candi dates for President and Vice-President. Samuel J. Tildes. How a "Woman Won Content. ArkaDsaw Traveller. 1 " Dennis," said the governor erf Arkan saw to the Irishman who attends to the flowers in the state house yard, "Iam: grieved to know that your wife is dead. ' Goldsmith said that 'premature consols--, tion is but a remembrancer of sorrow,' yet I cannot, in my sympathy, refrain from speaking to you of an event which has brought to you such a great change." "Goldsmith?" reflected Dennis, "an' yer ixcellency, is he the mon what sells watches on Markham strate?" "Oh, no, he was a great writer. Was your wife contented when she died ?" "Yessor, when she doid she was, but a little while before she doid, she was troubled in. her moind, but after she doid Oi heard no complaint a tall, a tall." When Rogue Fall Oat. Mr. Beeeher on Blaine. J I cannot but admit the indomitable pluck with which Mr. Blaine is defending him self against such a cloud of charges as was never made against any other Presi dential candidate since the Government began. Yet I cannot allow myself to be misled by sympathy with his undoubted kind-heartedness, courage and audacity. Unsound in statesmanlike judgment, unscrupulous in political methods, dim eyed in perceiving the distinction between truth and untruth, absorbingly ambitious, but short-sighted as lo the methods of gratifying his ambition, but, with a genial social disposition and a brilliant rhetorical capacity, Mr. Blaine makes an alluring candidate, but would make a dangerous President.
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