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And while I am getting ready, please take my memorandum book' and Dotet'down four harness straps,. five pounds f nails, find n gimlet, half a jockey strap, and and yes i believe that is all. 1 for got them when 1 made out the items this morning." - Ji M rs. 8 treeter rose wearily; Ijiid her sleep ing liabo carefully in its i iil),'and pi oceed- eti .to record the articles named. She. was vouii not-over twenty-five, hiit the com plexion was sadly faded, and faint lines were already marking- the white forehead, while the tired eyes told of care and hint ed strrmirl v of an unsatisfied heart. And this thin cheeked, pink-eyed woman had been called a beauty, only seven years .elore ! And when she cave her hand to Newton Streeter she could say what few- girls can; "I married ray first love." "' Judge' Streeter, the father, was supposed to he wealthy. J3ut soou after his son's marriage a financial crisis came, and the, thousands dwindled into hundreds. It was false pride, perhaps, but the young man shrank from a position under those w ho once looked rip to him, and his thoughts turned wistfully towards the western prairies.- lie expected objections from his- young and accomplished wife. Jut she saw with his eyes; and was not only willing .hut c:irer to go and help him " mahe a home that should he all their own. 'The purchas ing of aprairie farm, some fanning im plements, and the expense; of building a Mivall house," exhausted his capital and the young couple commenced their married hie. "as many others lid done, who had been blessed with their "advantages. The small. dwelling contained but three sleeping nn.'irtments. and this fact, added to their uncertain income, induced M:s. Streeter to take upon herself the entire care ot the household. Two children had come In the seven years to nestle in her bosom. Hut one, a fairy child of three summers, had slid away Traill tl.r-tn jnid was now sleeoinjr beneath jiv'ili .. - - j - i .j the Howers of the prairies; and the tired wife had, sighed as she looked on the cold, folded hands. "She will never toil, ns I have done; but oh, 1 wanted her so much," the lonely mother sobbed forth. 1 ; ' Mr Streeter was1 considered a Avealthv Connnr T l"i nrvcs 1 1 :i 1 broadened and Jell lllll. . ' . . - - his stoclc increased. Physically and men tally stromr. .and with a jrentlc loving wife ever studying his tastes and wishes, -- 113 1 4 4.4- 9 ' WIIV SllOUKl lic iinu um lust . lint of her. Xaturallv frail, she had been like a willow, bending beneath a burden voluntarily taken up: nn tne es rention of an efficient girl for a few weeks when little Marv died, -she- had performed .1 l all the labor required in ttio House, since ulie hernme its mistress. Xewton Streeter took- the memorandum, ' glanced hastily at the neatly written items, and then he stepped into the ugnt tuggy But no longer might slle linger, for the sponge was wanting iu the kitchen to Ik? kneaded,' and the baby's, naps were like angefs visits. And before the -task was nvpr hh bnle note sounded to anns. and the fretful child was taken up and caressed and soothed to quietness. She was conscious of a strange dizziness. AVhen clin orneo from n. Rtnoninf? llOSltlOl her head was aching miserably and her eves seemed burning. "What was coming oyer her ? She must be ill. Oh, no; she had no time for that. And then her thoughts drifted away to the dear old home of childhood, and she asked herself, for the. first time, if she had done wisely to leave it for this life of toil and care ? It was a dangerous question for a wife mouier, and she clasped her ebild moie rl -.,-! A -v - 1 1 i .1 11 viu.c. v io supmcss in ner neau inc uisioy fil "When Mr. Streeter returned exultant . eyer the dollars h hal deposited in the bank, lie found no supper prepared, and his wife helpless upon the bed, with cheeks Hushed w ith fever, and the wailing child distracting her with demands for care. A physician and nurse were soon sum moned from the city, and the weary wife enjoyed the luxury of being ill. But convalescence soon followed; and beforeleaving the patient, the old doctor, a close observer and a deep thinker, took the husband aside, and asked : "Did you know what brought this fever on your wife, Mr. Streeter ? You have w orked her nearly to death." "You are speaking of my wife; not my horse." "Granted; and I say again you are work ing her to death." "lleally, Doctor, such language is unpar donable." "And yet you will pardon it. And, fur thermore, by your great love for the self sacrilicing woman we have just left, I shall perform an operation on your eyes; that you mav see as I see." And then he placed the cold, hard facts before him, from the time she became fj. bride, beautiful arn accomplished, up to the date of her preVent illness, in which domestic cares only had haunted her in fe verish dreams. In concluding he added: "I truly believe, if she takes up her old burdens at once, that before the 'year has passed, the grave or insane asylum w ill receive her."' . The strong man shuddered. "As heaven is my witness, sir, I have only -permitted, not "exacted, this sacrifice. She voluntarily took her place by my side, and has uncomplainingly kept step with me." " "Xo; she has not kept step, to follow your own figure. Unable to keep up with your long, rapid strides, she has fallen, faint and footsore, by the waj-. I tell you, she must have rest of both mind and body, or 1 will not answer for tlte result. And it would be better found away from home." " Yes, I begin to comprehend, and it can be found away. And," ottering his hand, "I will take care care, Doctor, that yon do not get a chance to administer another such dose to me." Mr. Streeter went back to the room where his wife was sitting propped up by pillows, and a gush of unutterable tender ness swelled in his heart as he glanced at her pale face and almost transparent hands. lie sat down beside her and said softly: "Yon don't know how glad I am that vou are better." "Thank you. Yes I am almost well now shall soon be able to be m the kitchen. I am sure I must be sadly need ed there by this time." "Xo, you are not needed there. Bv the way, would von like to have me put the farm to rent this summer, and you take the hoy, and go back to the old granite hills?". "Oh could yon? May I go?" and the voice quivered with excitement; then wistfully, "but the expense, Xewton. It would put us back so much." "les, there it is; the old doctor was right" he thought. And then aloud. " Do you know what I went to the city for the day vou were ill " "To deposit, some money for more land I think you said," she replied wearily..- ' ic 1,11 I An. rt.wi.l T jl i r, uut J. mi iiw. jvt tiiitt -cUiti. have far more land- than I can cultivate now. And you shall have that money or, at leasf, all you want of it and ro home and stay all t Lie summer, and try to get some of vonr blood back. I shall write to-day that you are coming." Mrs. Streeter could hardly believe it wj.s not one of her feverish dreams. But it all came in good time, and she arrived safely. at home where she was pet ted and caressed to her heart's content. "You are all trying-to spoil me," she would expostulate; "I shall not be fit for a farmer's wife any more." . ', . And thus among loving friends, riding, walking, and when at home reading, music, and wViting love letters to her husband, the summer wore swiftly away. And now he had written that lie was coming, and she was counting the thivs that must elapse ere she could look upon his face and be clasped to his heart. She w as eager to go now. Her holiday was over., Ilealth had returned and not an instant did she shrink from the old life. And when the husband came and saw the vond.cr one summer had wrought, he again told himself that the good doctor was right. A few days were given to the old friends, and then they turned their faces toward their western home. It was evening when they arrived, and the wife looked with bewilderment on the change. A handsome front had been ad ded to the old dwelling; and before she hadjime time" to question she v.as ushered into a parlor newly tarnished and already lighted. An elegant piano stood in a re cess evidently constructed for its reception. She turned towTard her husband to assure herself that he, too, had not changed into something or somebody else. But the merry twinkle in his eye told her he was enjoying her surprise, and slowly she be gan to realize the whole situation. Yes, now she understood his strange reluctance to mention what he was doing, and his willingness to have her remain, even after she had expressed her anxiety to return. "Come, I have more to show you," and he showed her into a large, commodious room furnished for her own sleeping apart went, even to her baby's crib. "This is for-you. And iiov lav aside your dusty garments and prepare for tea It must have been ready an hour ago. I will go and see." ' When he returned he found his little wife sitting in her little rocker, and weeping silently. "Have I wounded where I wished to heal?" he asked reproachfully. "Forgive me," she said smiling; "I am a goose, but a tired-winged one, you know. And I jim so happy to be at home in such a home that I have no words in which to tell my happiness." He stooped to kiss the offered lips. And what a different life it was busy, not burleu ed. Time for the wants of the mind as well as the body. Good help in the kitchen all the time, and choice read ing for any leisure hour. The farm w as an unfailing source of in come, fully defraying all expense iu favor. "Been improving I see," said Dr. Meek er, as he reined his light carriage to the neat fence. "Yes, Doctor. Come in; I want to show you all the improvements. Here Mary, tho Doctor wants to see yon." And as she came to greet him, rosy with health and happiness he nodded his head at her husband. ' "Yes, that will do," and then glancing at the open piano, "I am going to stay just long -enough to hear one tUne played. Will you favor me?" And with the old gallantry, litted so awkwardly to his brusque manner, he led her to the instrument, and stood hat ill hand while she played. "There, thank you, I have cut off my own supplies. No more fees for me here, 1 see. J ust my luck; I never did know enough to make my bread and batter. Good-bye, Mrs. Streeter." And again nodding to the hus band, he trotted out to his vehicle and went on his way, his cheery voice humming, to his horse, perhaps the tune he had just heard. A IIekoink of the Commune. The following was related to mn. yesterday of a noble woman whose name should live in history. She, together with her lover, a young surgeon, had taken care of the woJiided Communists during the days and nights of their fierce fighting with the. ersailles troops. Upon the entry of the latter into the city, when excitement was at its height, and when every one suspect ed, of complicity with the Commune was shot without a question being asked, the surgeon was arrested and brought before the drum-head tribunal, in the Place du Cliatelet. His life trembled for the mo ment in the balance, but was finally saved by the "intercession of one of the Judges present, who was an intimate friend of the accused-' As the latter w as being led from the room the woman whom he loved who had helped him in the care of the wounded and w ho was how accused of the same crime as he himself had been, was brought in. "Good God, Marie! are you here, too?" The woman took the whole scene in at a glance saw the danger into which she would plunge her lover, and drew herself up coldly, saying: "You are" mistaken, sir." Xeic York,liJrcung Post. From Lcxukx to Povekt v. The London Saturday Jlcrictc, speaking of the proposed transformation of Soho square, London, says; "It is just 100 years since the fortunes of Mrs. Theresa Cornleys be gan to decline, and with them the glories of Soho square. Who remembers her now? Yet she was once a central figure in the fashionable world of London. Her house, now a pickle shop, was crowded with princes, nobles, and tine ladies. Her ball-room, now a Komanist chapel, was the headquarters of extravagance and gorgeous apparel. It was at one of her masquerades that the beautiful daughter of a peer wore the-'costume of an Indian princess, three black girls bearing her train, a canopy held over her head by two negro boys, and her dress covered with jewels worth 100,000. It Was at another that Adam, in flesh-colored tights and an apron of fig-leaves, was to be seen in company with the Duchess of Bolton as Diana. Death, in a white shroud, bear ing his own coffin and epitaph; Lady Augusta Stuart as a vestal; the Duke of Gloucester, in an old English habit, with a star on his cloak; and the Duke of De vonshire, 'who was very fine, but not in any particular character' all these and others passed through her rooms; vet before many years had gone bv she was selling asses' milk at Kuightsbridge, and in 1797 she died in the Ueet Prison, forming schemes to the very iast for retrieving her broken fortunes." "Our minds," says Rnskin, "arc endow ed with a vast number of gifts of totally different usc5 limbs of mind, which if you don't exercise vou cripple." The Black-smith's arm is strong and large be cause of its exercise. So with" the limbs of the mind; as curiosity, sympathy, mem ory, invention, wit and so forth. The way to bnng- out the powers oi the mind is to concern yourself attentively with the sub ject of each faculty. It js the mind that makes the man; not external circumstance of place, power, wealth or ancestry; the inner virtues and not the outward appen dages. A Curious Legexd. A new Indian Agency between Grand Itiver and Fort llice, called Standing Rock, derives its name from a large boulder standing out a lone upon the prairie, about three miles miles from the river. Therais a strange superstition connected with this rock, and the Sioux Citv (Iowa) Journal thus tells it: "Many years ago a powerful band of Indians made that section tneir stamping ground. The chief of the band deserted his old wife for a younsr souaw. This so grieved the old queen that she wrenf back to the river and sat upon the ground and mourned for several days. Upon the 9th day of her grief she turned into this large boulder. The Indians at that agency all believe this story to this day, and worship the boulder as a" god. The rock has been decorated with ribbons, pieces of red flan nel, and every high-colored piece of cloth they have been able to get hold oT since THURSDAY, NOVEMBER time out of mind. These decorations are replaced as often as they become decayed or blown away hy the winds. At the time of our visit it was trimmed with the most gorgeous trappings imaginable. Ev ery portiou of it was covered with either ribbons and rags or paint. Within a few inches of the sacred stone is a pail of wa ter, which is never allowed to become emp ty; for it is the belief of those iguorant peo ple that the old queen of their ancestors frequently assumes tho form of a squaw and drinks 'the water. In former years she drank much more than at present, they say; but this is easily explained. Then there was more game there, which, in w aulering to the pail,, drank the w ater. To disturb this bucket or any portion of the trimmings of the petrified squaw, is considered a, great offence against the Great Spirit, and is punished by death." SMUGGLING DIAMONDS. , The Boston Commercial Bulletin, in an article on smuggling, relates the following story : "There is a very important traffic earn ed on in diamonds over the various Europ ean lines to this country, and as the dutv upon them is ten per cent, ad valorem the sharpest watch is kept upon those suspect ed to be engaged in it. By means of agents abroad the Collector s office has often in formation, by cable, of the departure from the various ports of suspected diamond smugglers, and is prepared to intercept them. In nine cases out of ten,1 the stones are concealed upon the persons of the pas sengers. When this becomes a certainty, or what is supposed to be a certainty, the passenger is arrested and taken to the Searcher s Bureau in the Customhouse." Here, if found necessary , the party is strip ped to the skin, and his clothes examined inch hy inch and seam by seam; the heels are taken from his boots, his hair and beard is combed, and every means taken to dis- coyer the hiding place of the secreted trea- res. Once this mode of search used to he tolerably successful, but. now it rarely serves any purpose except in the case of raw recruits to the smuggling ranks. An old bird is caught with chaff but once. "A Xew York Jew, who was reputed to be in the business of smuggling diamonds, OCT ' used to cross the water on the C uuard line from three to four times a season. Two years ago in the early part of the season, lie was seized upon his arrival and taken to the searcher's room. Nearly a thousand. dollars' worth of precious atones were found secreted in the lining of his boots. He re tnrncd to Liverpool by the same steamer, and four weeks afterward again landed up on the Company's wharf on North river. He was again arrested and subjected to the same rigorous search, but with no success. The Jew took it similinglv and philosoph- icaiiv. v nen ne iook uis leave lie saw, 'Better luck nextrtime, gentlemen. I shall go back bv the same steamer on business, md when I return you can try it again.' The officers mentally determined if lie lid they woulo try it again. Upon in quiry it was found that he had really cn- gaged a return passage, having held his stateroom for that purpose. Two hours before the sailing of the steamer he was driven down to the pier in his carriage; his wile ami daughter with him to sec. bun off. When they returned they carried with them over ten thousand dollars' worth of liamonds which had lain secreted in his stateroom during the whole time that the Reamer had remained in port. Before his return to ncw York the collector was no tified' by one of the revenue agents abroad that "Max Fischer would return by , which would leave Liverpool, October 25th, with several thousand dollars worth of diamonds." Indue time the Jew ar rived, and for the third time was escorted before the searcher. He was evidently nervous and agitated, and finally attempted to compromise. He was politely informed that that was out of the question. He was again put through the searching pro cess, ilis pocket-lfook, wnicli was nrst investigated, revealed a memorandum showing the purchase of eighteen dia monds of various sizes and prices, amount ing in all to about $12,000. When this came to light the Jew begged with tears to compromise. A deaf ear was turned to his entreaties. His coat was removed and the lining examined. Nothing there. Then the waist-coat. As the searcher passed his practiced fingers along the lin ing his heart gave a tremendous thump as he recognized the 'feel of something peb bly, like little rows of buttons. The gar ment was hastily ripped, a strip of chamois skin withdrawn antl unrolled, and there they lay, one, two, three eighteen ! All there. 'You may put on your coat and waist -coat again, Mr. Fischer,' said the searcher blandly. 'Good day.' Without a word the Jew departed, took a horse-car home, kissed hi? family, ate a rousing supper, repaired to the bath "room,: i . " . il. " 1 " antt alter soasing a miner capacious piast er across the small of his back for a few moments in warm water, peeled it off, and With it eighteen diamonds of various costs and prices. What the searcher and collect or may have said or thought when - they found their seizure to be nothing but clever imitations, worth from ten to : thirty cents each, nobody knows; for although the seiz ure was loudly heralded, the finale was never made public. ATady in New York city, moving in fashionable circles, wears a valuable diamond which was imported in the cavity of a double tootli, said tooth be ing in the mouth of an Israelitish gentle man of New York. It was placed in its rather unromantic hiding place in London, and safely covered w ith bone filling which was displaced after its arrival in New York. Live near to God, bnt let your commu nion w ith the sons of men be joyons and cheerful. 12, 1874. Mi A Kom antic Lovt. Story. The Count do St. Croix, beiiging to one' of the noblest families in prance, became en gaged, after a long courtship, to a lady his equal in position aifjt fortune, and fa mous for her beauty. Shortly after the happy day was appointed which was to render two loving heafis one, the Count was ordered immediately to the siege of Sebastopol; so he girdet on his sabre, and at the head of his regit jent marched to the battle-field. During tl Count's absence it, happened that his autifnl affianced Lad the small pox. 4ter hovering be tween life and death tjCje recovered, but found her beauty hopelessly lost. The disefise had assumed injjiter case tho most vimlent character, and eft her not only disfigured, but seamed jjld scan-ed to such an extent that she became hideous to her self, and resolved to pajs the remainder of her days in the strictestjeclusion. A year passed awayiMhen one day the Count, immediately ugiwi his return to France, accompanied biv his valet, pre sented himself at the residence of his be trothed, and solicited ar 'interview. This w as refused. But he, wjth tjie persistence of a lover, pressed his slit, arid finally the lady made her appearance, closely muf fled in a veil. At the tf jiind of her voice tho Count rushed forwa(t to embrace her, but, stepping aside, shepremblingly told him of her sorrows, a unburst into tears. A heavenly smile hrokpover the Count's handsome features, ns.j. Wising his. hand above, he exclaimed : 1 ijtt is Ood's work. I am blind !" K, It was even so. Wbfjn gallantly lead ing his regiment to an ijttack, a cannon bah passed so closely-iM his eyes, that while it left their expression unchanged, and his countenance uniMirked, it robbed him forever of his sight.tt-It is almost un necessary to add that th?r marriage was shortly after solemnizcd.j It is said that at this y may often be seen at the Emperor's refptions an officer : l. . i: i t i i leaning upon me arm tjjsja lauy cioseiy veiled, and they seem ti&be attracted to me spot oy tneir love pi -jausic. Character Is Capital. What you can effect depends on whjit you are. You put your whole self in -hut you do. If that be small, and leanand mean, your entire life-work is paltryyour words have no force, your influence U)s no weight. If ihat-;self be true and higfi, pure and kind, vigorous and forceful,-. Jfour strokes are blows, your notes staccato, your work mas sive, your influence cogfhit; you can -do what you w ill. Whate'yfc your position, y)u are ji power, you arejfVlt as a kindly spirit, you are as one having authority. Too many think of character chiefly in its relation to Ihc life bevbii the grave. I certainly would not lmveess thought of it with reference to that uiifliown future, on the margin of which soniof us undoubt edly at this moment are landing. But I do wish that more cons-ideation were be stowed upon its earthlyuses. I would have young men, as theyv'tart in life, re gard character as a capitjf much surer to yield full returns than .a' other capital, unaffected by panics anttfailures, fruitful .when all other investments lie dormant, having as certain promts in the present life as in that which is tof ome. . Home After Brsrxrs Hours. The road along which the Han of business travels in pursuit of comtency or wealth is not a Macademized one nor does it or dinarily lead through piejpjant scenes and by well-springs of deligl. On the con trary it is a rough andritged path, beset with thorns and full of pfalls which can only be avoided by the jgatchful care of circumspection. After evj)ry day's journey over this worse than roujh turnpike road, the wayfarer needs something more than rest: he requires solaceajitl he deserves it. He is w eary of the dulLpjjbse of life, and is at thirst for the poetry .H Happy is the business man who finds tli solace at home. Warm greetings from lovviig hearts, fond glances from bright eyth, the welcome shouts of children, the niay thousand little arrangements for our cbf'ort and enjoy ment that silently tell of 'ii thoughtful and expectant lovetne ministrations mat uis encumber us into an old 1ud easy seat be fore we are aware of it; tlse and like to kens of affection and syn)athy constitute the poetry winch reconcile "s to the prose of life. Think of tbisye wives and daughters of business 'mem Think of the toil, tire anxiety, themortMCatiou, the wear that fathers undergo to sci-'Jire for you com fortable homes, and comg iusate them for nieir inais oy making tuttji nappy ai uicu own firesides. Axecdote op TiixOTSsr. Archbishop Tillotson, before his elevation to the post of Archbishop of Cantermijy, which is the highest position in the Chinch of England, was dean of Canterbury,, fpne day he had a large dinner party af tlk. deanery. In the middle of the repast aervant came in and said that a plain countryman, talking very broadly, who had cbjje all the way from Yorkshire, said ho w-jnted to see one John Tillotson, and wonhg not go away, though he had tried to drfye him from the door for being so disrespejful. The dean o-nessed in his own mind bo it was that asked for him in this waygand might have gone out and brought hinf into a private room, if he had cared for jtis own dignity. Instead of this, he ran buf eagerly in the presence of his astoiiislVd feervants, and embraced the old countryman, crying out. "it is my beloved father I'Und falling down nn his knees, asked for hfs blessing. Then he took him in and introduced him to his quests, who were charmed. with this instance of the good man's love aiyl respect for his old Jather. ' j Love akd Romance Succeed Yeas of Bitter IIate axd Lawsuit. Truth sometimes meets fiction face to face. A long and well told story in one of our most popular magazines has'for its plot just this little plot, which is epitomized by the St. Louis Republican : "Two old farmers met in court year af ter year, term after term. They paid their surplus earnings to lawyers, and their dis pute was never settled. It involved a strip of about ten feet of ground which had been used as a lane between their farms. It was now abandoned as a road, and each claimed it. Surveys were contradictory, and the courts could not decide which was the rightful owner. One day lately one of the farmers missed his daughter Emma, and the same day the other lost his sOn John. They were gone, and the inference was that they had gone together, and nei ther in sorrow nor anger. In a few days the father of the girl went to town to at tend the eternal court business, and, tak ing up a newspaper in his lawyer's office, he read of his daughter's marriage to his enemy's son. He dropped the paper and thought. Telling the lawyer he would not do anything in regard to, the suit: that day, he went home, thinking as he went. When he got home he acted. He went to the house of his enemy, who was ill, and had not been out of doors since the disap pearance of his son. At first the farmers stood face to face in profouml silence. At length Emma's father said to tho other: 'I have come to settle the dispute. Let the children have the field on either side of the lane, and I will build them a house.' 'And I will furnish it,' returned the other, and the old men shook hands. The fanners have dismissed then lawyers, the children have returned home, and the house is build ing near the long disputed line of fence. All will faithfully fulfill the contract, and three families are to live in harmony where two did nothing but quaiTjel. John and Emma have told how they got acquainted, and loved, and feared, and ranaway to be at peace." - The Bat of IIio. Rio de Janeiro well deserves the appellation of the "lmT of all beauties." It presents a view which alwavs offers some new sceno of .beaut and enchantment. From being surrounded by high mountains, whose peaks tower above the clouds, and having a very naiTow entrance, it was known among the Indian tribes, who owned the whole of the country before they were con quered by the harnessed chivalry of Spain, as "The Hidden Water." It is a small Mediterranean sea, and what is fabled of the entrance to the sea is partly true of this, for here at the mouth stands one of the pillars of Hercules, the great Sogarloaf Mountain, one thousand leet high, inclin ing a little; like the leaning tower of Pisa. At its base Couch, like huge mastiffs, the batteries of San Jose and San 1 heodosia, while on the opposite side stands the frow ning fortress of Yere Cruz, like some grim sentinel. There are several other forts which guard the enirauce 4 this beautiful -bay. Did we write more at length upon the beauties of this bay we cTmld scarcely do them justice they need only be seen to be appreciated. A Pair of Pretty Compliments. Sir George Hose being introduced one day to two very charming young ladies, whose names were Mary and Louisa, he instantly said, with a bow, "Ah, yes. Marie-Lou-ise the sweetest pear I know;" a compli ment almost worthy of being coupled with that most graceful" one of Sydney Smith, suggested by the sweet-pea., A young la- ly, walking with him m the garden, paus ed to examine a favorite flower on which she had spent great pains. "I am afraid, Mr. Smith," she said, "that this pea will never come to perfection.- " I hen allow me," he said, taking her politely by the hand, "to lead pefection to the pea." Silext Eloouexce. "O'Connell was nmnzinclv nowerful at times: but one of his most effective displays was a silent re- ply to a youthful member, who had maue an attack upon him that was quite unique. The almost breathless assailant was so much frightened at his own; audacity that, nftnr fi fw stammei infr sentences, he broke down, and making various wild and voice- less gestures, tumbled upon his seat ami a n. r.hfios of sounds. The shouting having subsided, the great Agitator rose and looked at the greatly agitated witn so comic a smile that uproarious langhtcr was the immediate result; then, shaking his head as much as to say. "The poor fellow has quite enough," he turned quiet ly to the Sjeakcr and began to lait-aoom. "something else." Better acting was nev er seen on any stage." Never do anything hastily; rememben't is the last cup of tea whick is the stron gs 1 ," Be not too prodigal; '.he kettle when too full puts oat the nr.. Correspondence. FOR THE GAZETTE. 1? ATnin isc ences of a Sojourn of Many Years in. the Principal Empires and Kingdoms of Europe yo. xxxvni. Fpbata. In No. XXXVI of this series two er- w.hi n.nrred. viz: "It was erected by the late Liulwig, win? fled the country hi 184t, and abdica-. ted the throne in favor of his son Maximilian lU. It should read "1848" and "Slaximilian II. Ei: Messrs. Editors : The great park of .. . . . rw.. - 11 Munich is the 1'rater. pi is geuciauv known in Munich, however, as the "Eng lish Garden," because an Englishman by the name of Bumford planned and laid it out. And it certainly did him great crpdit, and it is a great pity that the same cannot WHOLE NO. GG. be said of the plannei of the London park. The Prater is vast and most beautifully laid out. The Iser, besides many artificial streams, runs through it. -' There are artifi- oucauib, iuus turougu u. a Here are artifi cial ponds and lakes, dams, waterfalls, and little fancy mills. There are-knolls, hills and valleys, immense trees and sm-ill tiv.no crooked roads, winding around in every di rection, all kinds of fancy rustic bridges and little fancy summer houses. In sum mer this park "is a great place of resort, es pecially on Sundays, when all portions v of the park are full of men and women. Tlfero are beer houses in all directions, and there arc always crowds seated on benches a-. round long, coarse tables and small ones. P . 1 1-, . . . ' in iront oi tiieso amy looking places. Tho park is infested with miserable, wretched oeggars ana low musicians, who go in cou-. pies: sometimes two men, one with an old harp, and the other with a little old fife so sharp and shrill that it goes through one's head like lightning: and sometimes a little boy and girl, or a young woman, with tarn- oourmes, w-mcuitney rattle by stnking up on them with their thumbs, and then they make for the strangers. Thev seldom ov- er Jbeg their own people, for thev know tnat it is time lost. As soon as one set of these creatures are gone, others can be seen hastening from different directions, and making for the table which has the most well dressed strangers, and whichev er set ;an get there first is entitled to anr noy the. occupants. In this way strangers have no pleasure in visitincr tho "oublic car- dens in Germany. The governments do not care, for it is just that, much more gotten out of strangers to feed their paupers. But mat part ot the great park called the Pra ter, and which is the Prater proper, is a shocking place to visit on Sunday. Hero they commence tp gather at about from one to two o'clock. There is a great open' place, with large and beautiful trees and a two-story house in which the beer is meas ured out, and the coffee is mado and sent out; and such coffee! perfectly delight ful. The people of no other country, ex cept the French, can make such. There are many small houses built in a circular form, with a post running up in the centre, and around this post winds a very narrow stair case, hardly wide enough for one per son to squeeze up. When once at the top you find numerous littlo booths like our oyster stalls. The lower story is devoted to waltzing around the above mentioned ost.' Each voung man pays about' two cents, picks up a girl, and around- and a- round they go until thev have waltzed out their two cents' worth, when others take their place. It is amusing' to see some of the young men, luuning around, trying to bon-ow two cents. While this is going on in these little houses,- men are elsewhero engaged in all kinds of athletic exercises, which would be all very well if it were not Sunday. This establishment is situated on one bank of the Iser, and on" the other is a very large nunnery, - filled with ladies. At one time, before I .arrived at Munich, so 1 was told) this state of things had be come so revolting that the authorities of the nunnery complained to the priests, arid the priests-complained to the city govern ment, which caused what was called "a great improvement." T thought I saw en ough to shock the morals of any one. May. bod protect the South from such a state of immoralitv. What I say of charming Mu nich I lijoiv to be true, as I spent, at va rious tunes, nearly two years there, and had many acquaintances among the better class of Germans. Asfor dancing on San- day, that is not conhned to the canaille, for I am sony to say that it was a common thing for the family with which we took rooms to dance on Sunday afternoons and evenings after the piano, and they were quite wealthy, whilo of the two sons bno was a lawyer and the other a professor i in the military academy, and the daughters were highly educated, besides being all Protestants. " i I havo already spoken of tho Iser, which flows through the park. Well might Campbell, in his "Hohenlindcn,'' speak of Iser rolling rapidly." I do not think I have ever seen anv stream more rapid: it is not navigable for any kind of a boat. There are a great many rafts of wood that come down the river from the monntains, and very often theso rafts are dashed to pieces or loso part of their wood, which the government claims, and has constructed a , branch canal that by some meaus has such a strong current that it draws all the drift wood from the main strc-afn and passes it into an immenso inclosure, where the water passes off through iron bars and leaves thousands of cords of wood in the course of the year. This wood is stacked in vast piles . and sold as any one mav want it, and when the raft ar- . rives safely the wood is placed in another part of the yard, and when sold the owner pays storage. The banks are very steep and1 the stream narrow and shallow", but, as I have 6aid, it is the swiftest stream I have ever seen. The water is lime-stone, and there are bnt few people who drink it) as beer is so very cheap that there is no one too poor to buv a glass, the cost being ouly 1 cent and l cents, and a glass is more than a pint. - On the banks of one branch of the Iser is the Horse Hospital, where horses are sent when they are sick in any way or crippled, and not far from this inclosure is a long, onc-story house, one-half of which is a cat hospital and the other half, a dog hospital. I have often, in passing by, loitered for a quarter or half hour to see the convalescents. -During a cold day one will see on the steps, in the sun, a cat with her head bound np, another "with foot and head bound np, and perhaps a half-dozen walking about in a high state of convales cence; and it is the same thing -at tho dog hospital. How well it speaks for a people who have heart enongh to look af ter, and, if possible, relieve the sufferings of poor animals. Vot.geu. -
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