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"Home is the Sacred Refuse of Our Life."
Dndcn.
TIIE'Y AND PARTLD.
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About twenty 'yours ago a steamship
nailed from a European port to tliis couu
try. Among those on hoard were a French
Huguenot geullemairaud ayoung English
lady. They had never met before; but.no
sooner did they see each other than an -attachment
sprang up between them, which
soon ripened, upon acquaintance;-into mu
tual esteem and enduring love. The ves-
' sol, when ion days out, struck upon Cape
; Race Itoek. and became a total wreck.
Most of the passengers were saved, among
tiicm tlie two. persons alluded to, and land
ed in small boats at Chance Cove, a few
miles r.ort'u of the cape. Here thev re
mained for several days, living a la Rob
inson Crusoe, until- they were observed by
a coasting vessel, and taken off in small
parties to St. John, Newfoundland. At
this place the subjects of this story -were
united in marriage. The only means of
getting away from St. John was either to
wait for the relief steamer, for which the
.captain of the wrecked vessel had (by way
of St. John, "New Brtuiswiek,) telegraphed
to his port of destination in the U. States,
or to take the fortnightly mail steamer
to Halifax. As this latter course involved
tlie payment of passage, and most of our
shipwrecked people had lost their all on
the sharp-pointed rocks of Cape Race, but
few could avail themselves of it. On the
other hand, to await , the relief vessel in
volved a further detention at St. John of,
it was believed, fully "two months not a
very pleasant prospect in such a place. In
this dilemma our hero resolved upon a ruse.
lie and his wife hid themselves in differ
ent places on -board -,the Halifax steamer
when she wsts ready to sail. Their plan
was to remain concealed until she was out
at sea, and then to discover themselves.
The gentleman liao friends at Halifax,
and knew he could obtain funds when he
arrived there. Thev were both vdnng, gid- i
dv creatures, and hardly understood the
foolish nature of their enterprise.
""Well, the vessel put to sea, and after a
few hours of .seclusion, the French gentle
man made Ins appearance. This was a
signal for a volley of curses from the cap
- tain of the vessel, and a cruel order con
demning the stow-away to the martyrdom
of a coal bunker. But our hero cared no
thing for either the heat of the furnace or
the smut of the coal. He had gained his
passage, and his misery would be over in
two days. The only thing he cared about
was his wife. So he went to work at stok
ing coal -with a will, determined first to al
low the captain's rage to .blow over, and
then to search out his hidden sweetheart.
Imagine his hofror and despair when he
heard shortly afterward, from a brother
stoker, that his wife 'had been discovered
before the vessel left port, ard put ashore.
' In vain Lad she called upon lrer husband,
who could not hear her; in" vain had she
asserted to the infuriated captain that her
husband was stowed away on tho vessel,
v and that she would not be parted from him.
She was heard with derision, and treated
as an unscrnpnlous and vicious person; so
she. was doubtless landed in St. John, not
only minus a husband, but likewise minus
a character for respectability. At least,
this was the conclusion at which her un
happy husband arrived, as he looked over
the -trackless waters about the .vessel, and
cursed the repeated misfortunes they had
visited upon him. However, there was no
help for the situation until he could reach
Halifax. -.
Next day-, or the day after, he waskick
. ed rather than put ashore, and. found hiin
"self in the streets of Halifax in a guiso so
Ayiypicious that, but for , his obvious air of
futility, tie would not have been received
4 the Arcadian hotel, wdiere. he had had
"courage to apply for board. -
make the' story short, he '.sncceeded
-n M'mg his friends and having his drafts
hon ;ti? a thing he could not accomplish
in M Brunswick. Then he offered to
pay ffhis stolen passage on the steamer,
an. offer was imprudently refused by
the gek Tie finally took passage back
in the sai0 vessci for gf j0t,n wltli the
siew oi Hsciung. Ins wife -from her uu
comfortable and perilous position there.
But new troubles were in store for him.
When he reached St. John he found that
the relief vessel from the United States
had arrived before she was expected, and
that his wife had taken passage in her.--Slie
had left a letter behind for him, statf?
ing that she had thought it best to pursue
this course rather than lose the only op
portunity that promised of leaving a place,
so odious, and where she had no friends;'1
that she could not be certain of the success
of his enterprise to Halifax; that she had
written to him at Halifax, and to their
common port of destination in the States,
to the same effect; and that she would a-
wait his arrival at the last named place at
the house of the friends with whom she
was traveling.
As it subsequently turned out, it seems
that this inexperienced creature made two
very important mistakes. In .the first
place, the relief vessel did not go to I the
port to which the wrecked vessel Was
bound; in the second place, her friends did
not live at the hist named place, but some
where else, supposed to be out west. So
that when, after many detentions, our heart
broken Frenchman found his way to the
port of destination, he could discover, no
trace of his wife.
Among the requirements of the State
laws upon immigration one demands of each
alien passenger his name, vocation, place of
destination, &e. After some weeks of
knocking about at the seaport, our French
man heard of this requirement of the laws,
and commenced to search the records of the
State Bureau of Immigration, in the hope
of finding his wife's name and place of des
tination. Although he expended a good
deal of time and money in his search, the
archives were so fragmentary and disorder
ed that nothing came of it; neither did he
obtain any intelligence through tho post
ofhVe. Ten years passed away. About this
time a Federal Bureau of Immigration
(now abolished) Avas established in the
State Department. "Well, one day, some
years.later, a card bearing a well known
French Huguenot name was brought into
my oflice. The bearer of the card was
introduced. He was a young man of me
dium stature and of an intellectual appear
ance, and bore, the traces of long suffering.
His object in visiting me was to solicit
permission to examine the list of immi
grant passengers which' he understood were
filed in my bureau. I explained to him
that, although the statistical returns of
immigration were compiled and collated
in my office, the list of passengers, if there
were any such lists, were required by law
to be deposited in the State department.
Upon this he apologized for his intrusion,
and. withdrew. ,
m About two hours afterward he came
again-this time with a look of the deep
est dejection, almost in tears. "Oh, sir;'
said he, "for the love of God, help me to find
mv wife!" and he related to me the storv
I have just told. It seems that he had
gone to the State Department, and, being
accorded permission to search the archives,
had found them in such utter confusion
letters, newspapers, returns, copies, books,
maps, all higgledy-piggledy, without dates,
order or arrangement as to render it a
physical impossibility to search them.
Presuming on the interest which he
thought his previous brief visit had awa
kened iu me, he had come to ask my ad
vice what to do.
I told him that, with regard to the ar
chives of the State Department, it did not
concern him, in respect of the matter in
hand,. what condition they were in; that
his storv placed the arrival of his wife in
this country twelve years back, and that
the Federal Bureau of Immigration had
not been established over two years. It
could not, therefore, possess any list of
passengers upon which his wife s name as
an immigrant was recorded. I advised
him to advertise in the personal columns
of the leading seaport and interior news
papers. He listened with what I fancied
was an air of incredulity to my explana
tion about the State Department archives,
evidently believing still that they must
have his wife's name and destination on
record there,, and thanked me for my ad:
vice, which I saw very plainly was not to
his liking. A few weeks afterward I
read in the papers that he had committed
suicide by shooting himself through the
heart with a dueling pistol. Some lines
were found in his pocket, addressed to
"Julia."
It is true that this storv turns not upon
the bad condition of the Federal (but of
t lie State) archives; nevertheless it inci
dentally even refers to the former, and
shows that the archives of the Federal,
State and Foreign Departments are or at
least were then, in as confused a state as
those of the Treasury.
The Old Sxonr Agaix. The story of
the frugal wife who trades-her husband's
old pantaloons for china, to find that he
had, left a well-filled pocket book in the
pockets, is not a new one, but Hudson
furnishes a case w ith an unusual ending.
The wife of a well-known grocer there
made such a sale in July last, and learned,
when she informed her husband of her
"bargain," that the pantaloons contained a
wallet in which were notes to tho amount
of $1,500, and other valuable papers. No
clew to the peddler Was obtained until a
few days ago, when a citizen who had
heard the story recognized the second-hand
vender in the street. He was taken to
the grocer to whom he at once acknow
lodged that he had found a pocket book in
his purchased clothing, upon arriving home,
Lbut was not aware of the value or owner
ship of the papers it contained. He said
however, that they were safe, and that he
would return them if the owner wrould send
a man with him to Albany, where he resid
ed.- 1 his request was complied with, and
the n.inors nrn iio-nin in the nossessirm of
t their owner.
. r.-r x V,.
RUSSIAN LOYE. '" HOW HE DECIDED.
Xicopolis is a small town in the south
east of Russia, where the Caucasian blood
mixes with the .Russian, and produces very
many remarkably fine specimens of female
beanty.
Among the most beautiful of the beau
ties of Nicopolis was Ulyana, the only
daughter of a wealthy land-owner. Her
father was in the habit, every year at har
vest time, to add to his force by engaging
"people from Russia," as they say, mean
ing people from the interior, who at this
season of tho year seek remunerative labor
in the more cultivated and w-ealthier dis
tricts of the south.
On6 of those people, Filyatieff, a hand
some, stalwart young fellowr, attracted es
pecial attention. He seemed perfectly in
different with regard to his gains, and w7as
always in the best of spirits. Ulyana soon
became a willing listener when he was
praised, and Filyatieff, who was not insen
sible to the charms of female beanty, soon
evinced a marked partiality for her socie
ty. It was not long ere their liking for each
other ripened into an affair of the heart,
and became the subject of remark. Nor
did the young lovers attempt to conceal what
they felt for each other, and Filyatieff went
boldly to the father of his ladv-love, and
asked his blessing. But the father per
emptorily refused : he was not going to
give his daughter to a strolling laborer, he
said. And all Ulyana's tears and entreat
ies wore of no avail; her father was inflex
ible, and in order to "put other things in
her head," he compelled her to a betroth
al with a wealthy townsman. The be
trothal was celebrated with great pomp.
All were merry but Ulyana; her thoughts
were with Filyatieff, who gave her good
cause of uneasiness. He had ceased to
work, and no a- spent his time in either one
pot-house or another. He drank to as
suage his grief; but not long. lie soon
took an aversion to schnapps a rare thing
for a Russian to do and then drink did
not lessen his grief. He therefore forswore
the pot-house, and determined to go far a-
way, where, concealed and forgotten, ho
could end his unhappy life. In this ro
mantic frame of mind he bethought him
self of Siberia, 'and determined to take the
necessary steps to get there as soon a3 pos
sible. With this object in view, he, one
evening soon after dark, went to the prin
cipal bazaar of the town and tried one door
after another until he found onejhe could
force. He entered the well filled shop,,
took what money he found in the till, and
1. Hiked about to see if any one came. Then
ho made a bundle of some of the goods,
and again looked around to see if no one
came to arrest the burglar. As, however,
he was still unobserved, he made a bright
light in the shop.. This was soon seen,
and people came and seized the supposed
robber. On his trial he simply declared
that, owing to his disappointment in love,
he wanted to be sent far away to Siberia;
that this, and this only, was his object m
breaking into the shop. The jurors were
unanimous in rendering a verdict of acquit
tal, which was received by a loud accla
mation on the part of the spectators.
I he farmer was now compelled to re
lent. He broke off the engagement of his
daughter with his wealthy neighbor, and
consented to her union with the romantic"
Filyatieff.- Applcton's Journal.
Truthful "Words. There are hun
dreds of voting men that should be mar
ried who are not married. To marry ear
ly is discreet and wise, and, when men
and women are of a marriageable age, I
think it is in general true that it is whole
some for them to be married. It is not
necessary that thev should remain single
because they stand in poverty, for two can
live cheaper than one if thev live with dis
cretion, if they live with co-operative zeal,
if they live as thev ought to live. If the
young man is willing to seem poor when
ie is poor; ii the young woman, being poor,
is willing to live poorly; if they are willing
to plant their lives together like two seeds
and wait for their growth, and look for a
bundance bv and bv, when thev have fair
ly earned it, tL.cn it is a good thing for
them to come early into this partnership.
i or characters adapt themselves to each
other in the early" periods of life far more
easily than they do afterwards. They who
marry carl v are vines growing together
and winding around and around each oth
er; whereas multitudes of those who marry
late in life stand side by side like two iron
columns, which, separated at the begin
ning, never come any nearer to each other;
There is, in our estimation, no school
that God ever opened, which young peo
ple can so ill avoid as the school of care
and responsibility and labor in the house
hold; and a voung man and voirng woman
marrying, no matter from, what source they
come together, no matter how high their
fathers have stood, one of the most whole
some things they can do, having married
for love, and with discretion, is to bo will
ing to begin at the bottom and bear the
burdens of household" life, so that thev
shall have its education.
Discontent is a sin that is its own punish
ment, and makes men torment themselves;
it makes the spirit sad the bod v sick
and enjoyments sour; it arises not from the
condition, but the mind.
In France the ladies at the watering-
places get up costumes for themselves o
the home-spun stuff and fashion used by
the women of the district.
In a jeweler's window in the Rue de la
Paix, Paris, there is a breastpin made from
a single diamond, and marked wTith the
price of one hundred thousand dollars.
,,If a man does not make new acquaint
ances as he advances through life he wil
soon hnd himself left alone. A man
shoald keep hU friendship in constant re
pair.
THURSDAY, DECEMBER
, A poor Turkish slater of Constantinople,
being at work on the roof of a house, lost
his footing, and fell into the narrow street
upon a man who chanced to be passing at
the time. The pedestrian was -killed by
the concussion, while the slater escaped
without material injury.
A son of the deceased caused the slater
to be arrested and brought before the Ca
di, where he made his grave charge, and
claimed redress.
The Cadi listened attentively, and in the
end asked the slater what he had to say
in his defense.
"Dispenser of Justice," answered the ac
cused, in humble mood, "it is even as this
man says; but Cod forbid that there should
be evil in sny heart. I am a poor man,
and know not how I can make amends."
The son of the man who had been killed
thereupon demanded that condign punish
ment be inflicted npon the accused.
The Cadi meditated a few" moments, and
finally said:
"It shall be so." i
Then to the slater he said:
"Thou shalt stand in the street where the
father of this man stood when thou did'st
fall upon him." v
And to the accuser he added:
"And thou shalt, if it so please thee, go
upon the roof, and fall, upon the culprit, c-
ven as he did fall upon thy father. Al-
ah is good!
Suicide of a Model. The other dav
there was picked up ont of the Seine, at
Paris, a young woman of such surpassing
leautv that crowds nocked to see her body
at the Morgue, and the photographs of her
were scattered broadcast over Fans. 1 he
ovelv unknown proves to have been an
Italian, by name Lucretia Balbi, who ear-
icd her living as a, model. Among the I
painters for whom -she had sat was Henry
Regnault, and for him the poor 'girl con- j
ceived the most ardent passion. "She ne
ver told her love;" and he, although, day
after day, he had displayed before his eyes
such witching charms, unveiled, as would
lave enthralled most men, gazed upon her
oveliness with osl v an artist's eve, and
never suspected the love that burned so
ntensely in the fair girls breast. But from
the day of his death, two years ago, she
cgaii to pine away in the deepest melan-
cholv. Her character was stainless, aud
icr deep sense of religion caused her to
esitate long at suicide; but at length her
mind seems to have given way. She left
a letter, addressed to her brother, who is
also a model. It is a very sad story, but
here are no dark featmes in the case.
"What a wonderful thing love is, even in
these prosaic days !
Haity Husbands. It is a man's own
fault if he is unhappy with his wife, iu
nine cases out of ten. It is a very except
ional woman who will not be all she can
to an attentive husband, and a more ex
ceptional one, who will not be very disag
reeable if she finds herself wilfully neg
lected. It would bo very easy to hate a
man who, having bound a woman to him,
makes no ellort to render her happy; hard
not to love ono who is constant and ten
der; and where a woman loves she always
strives to please.
Xhe great men in this world have oiten
been wretched in their domestic relations,
while common men have been exceeding
ly happy. The reason is veiy plain: ab
sorbed in themselves, those who desire the
world s applause are careless of then-
little world at home; while those who have
nono oi this egotism strive to keep the
hearts that are their own, and are happv
in their tenderness.
No woman will love a man the better
for being renowned and prominent. Though
he be first among men. she will be only
prouder, not fonder; and if she loses him
through his renown, she will not even be
proud. But give her lore, appreciation
and kindness, and there is no saenhce she
would not make for his happiness and com
fort. The man who loves her well is her
hero and king. No less a1 hero to her be
cause he is not one to anv other; no less a
king because his onlv kingdom is her heart
and home.
A Stkaxge Diieam Fulfilled. Rev
L. W. Lewis, in his "Reminiscences of the
War," relates tire following remarkable in
cident as literally true. The battle refer
red to wTas that of Prairie Grove, in North
west Arkansas, fought December?. 1862
fA curious fulfilment of a dreahr' occur
red at the battle under my own eves. A
man by the name of Joe Williams had
told a dream to many of his fellow soldiers,
some of whom had related it to me months
before the occurrence which I now narrate
"He dreamed that wo crossed a river,
marched over a mountain, .and camped
near a church located in a wood, near to
which a terrible battle ensued, and in a
charge, just we crossed the ravine, he
was shot in the breast. On the ever mem
orable 7th of December, 18G2, as we mov
ed at double quick to take our place in the
line of battle, then already hotly engaged,
we passed Prairie Grove church, a small
frame building, belonging to tho Cumber
land Presbyterians. I was riding in the
flank of the command, and opposite to
.Williams, as we came m view of the house
'That is the churchcolonel, that I saw in
my dream,' said he. I made no reply, and
never thought of the matter again until in
the evening. We had broken the enemy's
line, and were in full pursuit, when we
came upon a drv ravine in the w-ood, and
Williams said: 'Just on the other side of
the hollow I was shot in my dream and I
will stick my hat under my shirt.- Suiting
the action to the word as lie ran along, he
doubled it up and crammed it in his bos
om. Scarcely had ho adjusted it before a
minnie ball knocked him out of line; jump
17, 1874.
ing up quickly, he nulled nut his Knt w-n.
Ved it over his head, and shouted, 'I'm all
right V The ball raised a black spot ab
out the size of a man's hand just over Ids
heart, and dropped into his shoe."
The White House. Ex-Senator Doo
little, in a late speech, referred to the ex
penses of the White House, and remarked
that "whatever may said in criticism of
Mr. Johnson's public course, all parties
agree that the White House was never
more gracefully kept and presided over
than by his daughter, Mrs. Patterson a
perfect lady, and a model of a republican
mistress of the White House. Let me
tell you a fact which has never been be
fore published, but which I had from the
the -lady's own . lips. ; Just as she was
about to leave, at the end, of Mr. John
son's administration, the steward of the
house took an inventory, and found that
not one article of furniture was missing or
broken; not a sheet, towel, or napkin was
lost; and the house was in perfect order
from top to Vlttom. She told me another
fact, which I Know the wives and daugh
ters of the farmers of "Wisconsin will be
glad to hear. When she went into the
White House she purchased two excellent
cows. From the milk of these cows she
made all the butter, used all the cream,
and made all the ice-cream used in the
President's family during the term. WThen
she went home she shipped these cows to
Tennessee. Is it any wonder, ladies, that
Mrs. Patterson received the first premium
on butter at their late fair last fall V
There are three things in the world that
now no kind of restraint, and are govern
ed "by no laws, but merely by passion and
brutality civil wars, family quarrels, and
eligious disputes.
If even' man works at what nature has
fitted him for, the cows will be well at
tended. There are three things necessary to make
up an adequate relisiQn. First: A power
equal to the needs of the human heart to
deliver it from evil. I mean here moral
evil, the opposition of the will of man to
God, Second : A religion which shall be
a guide and keeper. Third : A help to
mild character, the rounding out of the
powers and capacities of man. And to
this may be added a fourth, though the
least important, a comfort aud support in
the hour of death; for if the life has been
in God's keeping, and moulded by His
will, death is but a step into His joy.
Dr. Ilobinson.
When is a wife like an overcoat ? When
ier husband is Wrapped up. in her.
Correspondence.
KOit THE GAZE JlJl.
XOTES OF TRAVEL IX EUROPE.
KO. XIT.
Messrs. Editors : I will now take
mv leave of the Great City of London:
and will say this much about it : that, al
though it is the wealthiest and largest city
in the world, I was very much disappoint
ed in its appearance. Ihe streets and
houses are not near as fine and showv as
those of Philadelphia or New York; and
the smoke and fog that prevail at all times,
added to the solidity and plainness of its
buildings, give it a sombre, dirty " appear
ance that is am-thing but pretty or to be
admired. Any one who has visited New
York, has seen a much more pleasant and
handsome city than London.
Before leaving London for France, I
called on the American Secretary of Lega
tion (Mr. Moran), who gave me a note to
Col. Hoffman, Secretary in Fans; and this
note was all the support 1 'ever used in
Europe. The examination of passports is
now only a matter of form in b ranee, and
is abolished in Italy, Germany and nearly
all the countries of Europe. An American
can travel on his card almost anywhere.
I sav American because I belleyo Ameri
cans spend more money than any people
that travel, and care very little about the
governments of other, countries, con se
quently they are not suspicioned or w-atch
cd like foreigners are, but are rather en
couraged to go where they please, and to
spend their money ircely, m order that oth
er nations many get the benefit of their
extravagance. Yet I would not advise
any one to travel without a passport. It
is very convenient for identifying yourself
at banking-houses, and, in ease oi getting
nito any trouble, it would settle your na
tionalitv on the spot. "
There are now several routes from Lon
don to Paris, but the shortest and most
pleasant, is via Dover ana uaiais. The
distance is 283 miles, and the time is only
about ten or twelve hours; the fare is fif
teen dollars in gold. Crossing the English
Channel is the dread of. all continental
travelers: and, by this route, they are only
an hour or two at sea. I he distance
across from England to France, at these
points, is about ,23 miles; and, in good
weather, tho steamers somen mes cross in
an hour.
Leaving London, from Charing Cross
station, by the Southeastern Railway, at
6:20 p. m., 1 arrived at Dover at 10:30
Here I found a steamer waiting to carry
us across 'to the French side. These
steamers all belong to English companies
they are very poor and uncomfortable, anil
are totally unfit for passenger steamers in
rough weather. ; Considering the, high
price paid for passage and the amount o
travel to the continent every .year, it is
a shame that the companies do not provide
better steamers for the comfort of the pas
sengers. It would be a blessing to trav
elers if a few of our American boats could
bo put on the line, and, leave, the old
"Ktnb" for the sneciai comfort of the
English.
I left Dover at II o'clock at nieht. It
was a beautiful moonlight night, and the
sea was as smooth as glass: a light breeze
blew Irom the t rencb coast as soft and
warm as from our own Southern climes.
A more lovely moonlight scene I thought
1 never saw; and such a change from the
raw, damp atmosphere of London ! It
was too pleasant to think of. Sleep and
the excitement of approaching a foreign
shore kept all the passengers out on deck
while we were crossing. As the cliffs of
Dover disappeared in our wake, the lights
on the rench coast came into view on our
bow, and we ran into the beautiful harbor
of Calais at 1 o'clock in the morninir.
Now came the trouble and .the first se
ious difficulty with trave-le's the lan-
gnage. Our steamer was made fast to the
pier, the bridge run out, and two French
police officers took their station on each
side. The passengers were all marched
out iu single file, and no one wa9 allowed
to carry ashore any baggage larger than a
small bag or sachel : all the rest had to
be sent to the custom house for examina-
, a ' .
tion. As each passenger passed from the
bridge to tho pier he was stopped by
an officer, and asked his name; this was
written in a book, and Jie ; was then al-
owed to pass to the rail-road station with
out any further questioning or interference.
1, now b,ing suddenly thrown, for tht first
time among a people where I could neither
make myself understood or understand a
word they said, was at first terribly awk
ward, and felt, for a while, as if I was lost;
but all difficulties appear greater at a dis
tance : after trying around awhile, I found
an official at the station who spoke a little
English and w7ho informed me that the
train would not leave for Paris until 7 o'
clock that morning, so I employed the
time in walking about the streets and look
ing at the queer old French buildings by
moonlight, while the most of the passen
gers lay around in the waiting-roonis try-
ng to sleep. With the dawn ot daylight,
the cafes commenced opening; and, going
into one of them, I tried my French for a
breakfast. I doubt if the man understood
a word I said but be understood what I
unnted, and I got a very good meal for
a franc (about 20 cents). By showing my
ticket, I was put on the right train at the
proper time,, and I left on the through
train for Paris at 7 a. m. The cars and
all their arrangements are similar to those
in .Fnsrland except the third-class
cars,
w hich are longer, and will seat from six
teen to twenty passengers. I hey travel
much slower than on the English railways,
and stop from ten to twenty minutes' at
every buffet for refreshments.
The country was perfectly level Iikc a
prairie, and was finely cultivated. But
everything food, fruits, vegetables was
enormously high almost three times as
much as the same articles are worth in
London. I was now in a country where
wine appeared to be more plentiful than
water: every one drank it; nearly every
man and woman in the cars had a bottle,
and as often as thev emptied it they'd have
filled again at the next station. It was
Sunday morning, and I was astonished to
see the farmers all ont at work in the
fields as we passed along. Some were
ploughing, some hoeing and raking, while
the women (with hats on) were driving the
carts about over the fields. As ve enter
ed the different towns on the route, I found
the stores all open and business going on
just as on any other day. I saw men saw
ing blocks ot stone and putting up build-
inirs. The markets and streets were filled
with people, trading, eating and drinking
evervtmng giving evidence tuai jc ranee
kept no Sabbath.
I was so fortunate as to get into a car
containing an Englishman who had resi
ded several years in France, and who was
familiar with the language. To his assist-
ance I was indebted for what I had to eat
on the journey.
The cars were crowded; and such a fuss
and chatteriiifr tho French did make!
Thev could talk faster and make more
gestures and grimaces do more quarreling
and less fighting than any crowd I ever
traveled with before. A little before 4 1'.
M. we entered the Pans statiqn, 'passed
through about the same examination we
did at Calais, and, by giving my card and
the address of a hotel to the driver of a
cab, I was driven to one of the most pleas
ant houses in the Rue St. Ilonore, and
was soon comfortably quartered in Pans
Tourist.
FOB THE GAZETTE. .
Reminiscences of a Sojourn of Many Years in
the Principal Empires und Kingdoms of Europe.
X0. XLIII.
Messrs. Editors : As I promised in
a former number to make some mention of
the Church, I will devote this number, and
perhaps another, to u Jiat I saw in various
countries of Europe. I believe or hope
that I can speak on this subject without
giving offence to any one. -
Well, on the northeast side of Saltzburg is
a road that winds around a mountain peak,
which stands in majestic attitude, as if in
defense of the little city it appears to have
in charge. This road then bears to the
rio-ht. and passes on to another mountain,
at least in this country it would be called
n. mountain, but there it is called a hill
At the foot of this bill, or mount,1 is a
small house, near which is a group of wood
en fio-nres: of life-size (indeed, all the fisr-
ores of which I shall speak are of life f ize,
and some 1 J life-size). The group now
in Question is Jesus being delivered up to
Pilate. Various figures are standing a
round. The great pity is that, while the
conceptions are all very good and accord
ing to history, the execution fef this, as
well as other groups, is very poor; some of
them are actually painted, liie nex
group is, "And so Pila'e, willing to eon
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tent the people, released Barabbas unto '
them, and delivered Jesus;" tho third is
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"v uiumea mm wnu purple, and;
plaited a crown of thorns and nut it on Ida
head;" the fourth, "And thev smotn T.im
on the head with a rod;" the fifth, "And
led him out to crucify him;" the sixth,
"And he, bearing his cross, went forth into
a place called the place ef a skull;" the"
seventh, "And when they were come to
the place which is called Calvary, fhero
they crucified him:" the eighth. ''And lm
took k down and wrapped it in linen, and
laid it in a sepulchre that was hewn in
stone, wherein never man before was lain."
All these are on the right hand side of the
path as you ascend the mountain, and each
group -is about tweuty-five yards apart.
The whole of it is very impressive, and
iliac croup wnere .Jesus has n m nnnn
lis head the crown of thorns, andishowpd
down under the weight of a heavy cross,
and with a face expressive of just what ho
must have felt at those very moments, is'
enough to melt the most callous into tears.
t I may be allowed to criticise. I think
the most heart-rending part of our Savior's
sufferings tho artists failed to conceiveand
it is that part where he came to Gethsein
ane, and where He said, "my soul is ex
ceeding soiTowful, even unto "death:" nnd
R'here He "fell on his kneas and praved,
saying, 'O, my Father, if it be. possible,
let this cup. pass from me." Well might
our Savior, when He sought His disci pfes,
and even found them asleep, say, "What,
could ye not watch, with me one hourl"
That part of our Saviors sufferings and'
death should have been illustrated.
In rather the eastern portion of the citv.
at the foot of a mountain, there is a gar
den, and in rthis garden there are holes in
the ground where the heretics, or rather
those persons who could not hclieve just
as the Church wished them to believe,
were put until they were disposed of.41 It
is an awful thought, that the followers of
he meek and lowly Jesus shonld ever
lave thought of taking the life of a person
because that person could not believe as
ie was wished to do. Mv remarks are
HQt intended for any particular denomina
tion, for history telfs us that religions per-i
secution has been rife in all ages and in
all countries, and found among Protestant .
as well as Catholics. I suppose it is the
nature of man to wish people to believe as
he docs, for even now we see it illustrated '
in the follower? of Mohammed.
Our good friend Kaiser went with us all
through the conntrj', and, as wo passed o
ver those fine, smooth roads in Austria! we
occasionally passed large figures (perhaps
twice life size) sculptmed in wood, and in- -
tended for one of the saints. I hese figures
are erected by those who wish to commem
orate some wonderful escape from drown
ing, or some other very miraculous escape
from death. . The whole account is wrrit-
tcn on a sheet of foolscap. Sometimes
there will be as much as three pages, giv
ing an account of. the' whole- affair, and
placed in a glass caso for every one to
read. At the forks of roads and at cross- .;
roads a cross is placed. Sometimes an ;
image of our Savior i3 nailed to the cross,
and often, and in fact almost always, near
by is a shrine, in which is placed every
imaginable trinket even such things as
little scraps of ribbon, and tlfb reason for
which each donation is given is related.
One man's wife was saved from being
burned up in a house, another had like to .
have lost his sister by falling from a rock,
and Jake Togle's weather horse ran away
with him and stove him up against a tree,
and throurrh the intervention of the Virgin
Mary he wa& saved. I remember that in
some of the mountains of the Tyrolean
Alps there are little stone houses or boxes
built with glass floors and having1 three a-
partments. The.centre one of these apart
ments is occupied ,by the v irgin JNlarv
with the infant Jesus in her arms, both
life size. In the two little side rooms are
all sorts of little trinkets, which complete
ly fill up the whole space of the two a
partraents. Sometimes one will come sud
denly upon one of those rude little crosses
bearing the image of our Savior on it.
This, perhaps, is on a mountain side, and
on some very desolate spot; close by tho
cross is" a post upon which is tacked a
sheet of foolscap that informs the passer
by that on this spot a 'person, -named
thereon, was killed. These spots are al
ways very sacred, and no devout person
passes by without kneeling and making a
prayer. But those places most frequented
by the devout are the ones whereon are e
rected a very high cross bearing the image
of our Savior, and the two malefactors on
each sidef or where a great accident has
occurred, on account of which a statue of
tho Virgin Mary and the infant Jesng has
been erected there. At such places as these
from early morning nntil late tat night some
one can bo seen kneeling in devotion, even,
Lduring the worst of weather. Those stal
wart Tyroleans never pass any image, ;
shrine, cross pr church without taking off
their hats, and sometimes, when ono has a.
load on his back, he will take it off and
bow. These things may seem' triflea to
mention, but I do it to show how very sin
cere they are in their professions, and how .
much such sincerity is to bo admired. But
sometimes this reverence is carried to such
an excess that it is disagreeable, even b
the strictest Catholics themselves. Forin
stance, during the three last days of lent
I have seen in the Basilica of Munich and
other churches a short cross, four feet long
with Christ crucified, aud rod paint ou hw .
side for blood, and his feet and hands were
pierced with nails. I have seen women
and men come in and prostrate, themselves
on the floor before this little image, and
when they think no one is looking they
will rub some affected part of their handd
or face on tho painted part. ! ; After i they
leave others will enter and kiss , the isamo
places. These, images -are laid on tho
floor for that certain time the last three
dayri Of lent. , VorAGECR. ,
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