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Y HSU 1 i f i" : Published by 1 H. & G. G. Myrover, Corner Anderson and Old Streets, Fayettiville, ft C. 1 ' - ' ' '. ' : ' ' ' ' " ' : ' ' ' ! " - ' " ' -4 J i ; i) ft- h t r. 1 VOL. 2 NO. 22. Subscribers receiving the Paper icith this notice designated to them by a blue marl; are thus notified that the term of their subscription will expire in two o.ceels, and that at the end of that time the paper will be discontinued- vnless a renewal is made. It y;ill also serve as a notice to those in arrears tlnt their names will be dropped at tht expiration of two weelx vnless a remittance is made. The necessities of our business compel us to adopt this pUa, which will henceforth be rvjidly enforced. J,ook out, then, fur the Blue Marl: North Carolina Gazette. J. II. & O. G. MYKOVEK, TKK'MS OF SUBSLTJl'TWX Oiifi y ar (in advance)-. .Six ntlis, Tlir-.! " $3 50 1 25 75 CLUB JUTES: ,10 copies !eu t to one aldrefW) with an extra copy $ 32 50 UO 40 n ' 4' 75 00 90 00 150 00 0 an.l a i)nmiiun of a fine chromo, valur ?25 TOO copies (cnt to one aildr.i) with an extra copy aii't a preiuium of a tint- chromo, value 40 HATES OF ADVERTISING : '. - One s nre (! lines solid nonpareil) one insertion f 1 00 ! .. two 1 50 one month 8 50 three 5 00 i . " " nix " 9 00 ,. .. '.' " twelve " 15 00 T on.'i'ra'lvertisenieiitacliariiert in proportion to the aboVe "rates. Spoi ial Xotices 25 ier cent, more than rcg ilar ailvcrtisemeuts. Home Circle. 'H'Miie is the Sacred Refuge of Our Life." - -7 Drmlen. ) ERESIC E , "Suppose we give it ix, Berry, and stay at home," suggested the young husband, laving aside, the dainty invitation cards as lie spoke. "Yjm wouldn't care a great deal, wnuld you V ' . Berenice put up her cherry lips in a childish pout. ' -Of course. I would care, "Bru.ce," she' said reproachfully; "everybody else is going; why can't we go? AYhy,the ball at Bel videre" Place is all the talk. Carrie lXibants going, and she's got the " loveliest dress fthat human eyes ever be held. And such late real point and a bran- new tourtjuoise set, and her husband's not near so well off as you -arc." "Well, well, don't fret, Berry," -said her husband, with a sigh; "if you've set your heart on if, you shall go. But I thought," he added liesitatingly, "I nvean well, the plain truth is, Berry, that I'm a little bit cramped for cash now, . That heavy note rjies due on Friday, and my aifairs are not ip'iite so stead v as I like. And this ball" ... "Oh, nonsense," interposed the young u ife, giving her red gold ringlets a toss; 'yiu men always talk that way.. Papa ;iiway! did, 1 remember, when mamma wenf'tu iua for money. But you can't im-jiose-'uK me, Vm ttxt well posted. You've luoiH'V ('lioiigh; there" no mistake 'about hat. And I shan't neeiba fortune; so the matter's u.-tth?d; we shall gi to t be balf at- Bel videre." " ' ikVcfv well; yon shall have H.yout.owTr. wav," lie j-eplied; and,. ;ritan ftp5 from lis' bright little breakfast table; Bruce Duulttiir kL'd his -jviie, and uient down tojfw to hi-s place of l-iisines. - ,".. Thev had not Ik-cu tnaniod quite ayetir, and Bruce Dunbar could not. find it. in JBi beart to denv his iretrv-cb1bl vife a' single ' irratihcationy Smthe loo sea ntooay enougu ; jis he walked iltiwu the cheerful, stru-lit: street. He told the truth .when hc saidl.ai 5was cramptAl. for cnti: there was Jiot a; ispare dollar i a his till. - ' f A few yeari back vtl;e Fsam hamtsorae . Bruce DuiibjV had been; what i termed in fashionable parlance '-fast.",' Hcjlro-ve. a blooded horse indulged in eardf and chaln pagne suppers, -and sowed; his,' wild: oats juettv bouiUifulir.. P. at in the midst of ;ill this he fell ruiovewith5 pretty Bere nice Ilolbrook,. and ilig "whole manner of Ids life iv:js changed. Since the hvmr of Ida Inarriage, he fiad given up alldds bachelor.indnlgenees, and walked unvverviugly in' the-harrow path of rectitudcand virtue. He wasdoinghis best to rede'ru the past, and to reuieve , Ids fallen fortunes. And here came the invitations to the Belvidere. ball at the ' most inopportune time. :; lie reached office with a"eavy heart, nnd set about hisr work, countitig.over the long list of unpaid Tuils. "If Berry would onlv give up the ball !" he thought every time he raised his eves from the dreary ledger. But pretty Berenice, with her peach bloom cheek's and red gold tresses, had no jsrtcb thought as that. Just before the hour for closing, she came flitting intoUier yoimg, husbands office, sucti a raoiant creature in her silk and jewels," that he forgot -his cares, and looked xup with a smiling welcome " "I've been out shopping, love," she said, touching her ripe lips to Ins brow; "ge'tin our things for the Belvidere. I've got you au exquisite vest and tie, etc., and I do wish you could see my dress! I bought it ahead v made a Paris affair, you know, silk tissue and rose-buds, and knots of ians o-ieen Oh, it is too lovely ! Car- ne tJubaut's won't compare-with -it at all! And Madame B said that I ranst I positivc'ly Mw.tf have an emerald get to match it; a light emerald, you know, to glut my complexion.' And, darling," touch ing her lijhj to bis brow again, "I was sure you would'nt mind, and L?oi theseMnn- cIosinga caHkvt, and flashing a Haze, of bca-grim splendor before the young bus baud's eyes'at a real bargain, too. Ain't ..Pney exquisite r And the whole bill, for riress aim everything, is only fiye hundred , dollars ! ZS ow, haye'n't I been an eeonom- ical little wife?" Bruce Dunbar almost1 reeled where lie stood. Five hundred dollars, and he with scarcely five hundred pennies at his com mand! But he uttered no word of re proachj lie kissed the pretty face look ing' npto him, and then called a cab and went home, with his happy wife chattering beside him. They went to the ball at Belvidere Place, and Berenice Dunbar took the palm for beauty, in her shimmering robes, with her fresh cheeks and red gold curls, and childish maimers. Her husband followed her. lead, forgetful of everything but the jov of the moment. The "Beautiful Blue Danube" had end ed, and f bey were in the refreshment room. "Come, Bruce, let's have a glass to your beautiful bride's health and happiness," said an old friend, meeting him for the first time since his marriage. The young man shook his head, aud was on the point of uttering a polite refu sal, but his wife pinched his arm. "O Bruce, don't," she whispered; "it's so old fashioned and "saintish. Why don't you drink like other men?" ' Bruce Dunbar's cheeks flushed. It had cost him a great struggle to give up his so cial glass, but be bad conquered for his wife's sake. And this was his reward ! lie seized the glass and drained it' at" a draught. The blowing1 liquor ran like fire throuirh his veins. arousing all his old thirst, all his old craving for strong drink. Before the great ball at Belvidere was ov er his cheeks glowed and his eyes flashed, and his step was a trifle unsteady; but preiy Berenice did not mind all the gen tlemen in her set drank champagne. Two weeks after the. ball Berenice wait ed impatiently for her husband's return. Dinner was spoiling; the salmon steaks would be utterly ruined in ten minutes more, and the young wife was dreadfully impatient. She had a new dress and tick ets for Nilsson. Why did not Bruce come? On the bed lay her lovely new dress. It was cruel in Bruce to treat her so. She cried till her eves were red and swollen, and at last, in order to beguile the dread ful hours, she picked up the evening pa per. There it was in great, glaring capitals, the failure of the firm of Dunbar and Chase. Her husband was bankrupt. A sharp cry escaped her lips as the terrible truth -flashed upon her. And where was he! Why didn't he come home ? Midnight came a black and storm v midnight and still the vouusr wife sat there watching and waiting. At last there came an unsteady step on the porch below. She hurried to the win dow and threw it up. "Bruce, is that you ?" A thick, unnatural voice answered her, "Yes, it's what left o' me, Berry; let me in; the police are after me." Berenice lieu down and opened the door. An officer mounted the steps as she did so, and laid his hand heavily on Bruce Dun bar's shoulder. ) "Mr. Dunbar, you are my prisoner." "lie's my husband," shrieked Berenice. ''Wliat .are" you arresting hi in for?" , '"or kiurder." She; looked down at Bruce, standing in do-ged sHence and bv the lioht of the liistfl lamp sawthat. his hands were red with' blood, and wish one awful cry she fell white., and senseless on her ownthxesl oldij. . ' ., . ' She aw(db to consciousness in her old iTOV$L.alMl fpoMi her mother's lips she heard Haf?: terrible story; 4 Her husband had fail ed and i.n order tO'drown his trouble had drnnk deeply. In a gambling house, wh.ere he-was trying to. retrieve ins losses, he"bad got 'into a brawl,' and had given his adversary a deep 'wound. u.jksn the temple. ."An.d it. is all my "fault, not his, waned the poor voting; wife;-, "all ismine; I lured him to .his: rain'"" ,.: : ". . I he morning before the trial a littTe slip xof paper Was found beneath the-window of the chamber in wiiiAh Berenice lay unto deatu. It ran thus i "Gotiil-bye. Bi-rri', I w.on't star here and dis fit-itce 'iii. I've lua'najrod to escape from prison, and Pin. going Bweu knows where. Forget ine ami be Lappy. liRUCE." Five yeare afterward a pale, sweet-faced woman sat in the cottage that had once beeu "Bnice Dunbar's home, with a little child plaj-ing at her feet a very different woman from the frivolous Berenice of days gone bv, vet we know her bv her pearl fair cheeks and red-gold hair. Sorrow and suffering had done their work, and at last poor Bern saw clearlr. Her remorse had been deep and bitter. And now, day by day, with the little boT who bore his fathers? eves, his fath er's face and his father's name, she hoped and waiied.ller hnsband's eriine was not juorder; the wounded man did not die; and the way was clear for Bruce Dunbar to return; yet he did not come. He was 'dad, his friends thought; but Berry hoped with the faith of a deathless love- One summer day she sat at the cottage window with her child at her feet. A rov al summer aav. the skies blue and cloud less, the sunlit air sweet with the breath of the roses and purple lilacs. She had worked hard and faithfully in those dreiry five years, poor, remorseful little Berry. Jewels and laces, even her father's dowry, had gone , to pay- off her husband s debts and clear his name. Her work was done now. She owned the cot tage, and in the shadow of the purple lilac bloom she sat, her sweet, sad face fuU of an unutterable despair. ould he never come back"' Would heaven never forgive Deri , The latch of the wicket gave a sharp click, and the old house dog" darte4 for ward with a- peculiar cry. Berenice look ed up. ,' Atall, gaunt figurpiq threadbare garments was coming up the walk. The haggard unshorn face and bleared eyes bore no resemblance to handsome Bruce Dunbar, but the wife's unerring instinct could not be deceived. She darted through the window with a low, passionate cry," "O Brace, my husband, at last, at last?" She put out her arms to clasp him, but he held her back. "Don't; I am not worthy," he said hoarse ly; "I'm a lost,' degraded wretch.. But, Berry," his poor, haggard face fullof iuex prcssible tenderness, "I couldn't die till I had seen yon once more. Let me lo$k at you, and I'll leave you forever." ' But her young arms caught .him in a close embrace, her fond lips Covered 'Ms white face with kisses. " ' "Xo, vou won't," she cried; "you shall never leave me again. Y'our name is clear, your debts are paid, and there is a new life for us to, lead, my - husband. Oh, I have wailed so long!. It was all my fault, Bruce, the ball at Belvidere did it. Can you ever forgive me?" He held her in his arms and sobbed up on her shoulder, like a woman, in his weakness. She turned to the open win dow and beckoned to the child. "And there's something, else, Bruce," she said, "for vou to live for now. Look J here!-' lie raised his head and saw the little fellow at his feet looking up in grave, childish wonder. "Our own boy, Bruce," sobbed Berry. "Darling, this is papa, come home to us at last!" ' ' - And Bruce Dunbar, with his wife and child in his aniis, looked upy toward the far off sumiiieLsky, asking heaven to give him strength xobegin tHeThew1 4i&j Ilc in tended to live. . . And the strength must have been vouch safed to him; for in five years more he was one of the first men in bis native town; and if ever any feminine weakness or temp tation assailed Berenice, 6he had but to call to mind the sad results of the Ball at Belvidere. The Sackfcl 'of Earth. A rich man had bv an unrighteous law-suit obtained from a poor wutow a small field, bv the produce of which she was just able to maintain herself. The inconsolable wo man came to the merciless man with the uiablo request that he would allow her to take awav a sacklutof earin lrom her orruer po ssession. The rich man consented with a contemptuous smile; so the widow- went with a large sack, and dug and shov elled till it was (piite full from the bottom to the top. When she had finished, she asked her plunderer, who had been look- ug on, to help her to lift the sack upon ier shoulders. To this he also consented, anc exerted ail his strength m oruer to ift the load; but it was of no use it was oo heavy. As he was about to go away to fetch a itrung laborer to lift it, the widow held dm back, and said, "Friend! stav here; as I am obliged to give up the whole, held to von, therefore 1 will leave vou the sak- ful of earth also. But can vou answer me tl lie loitowniir question: 'As tins sack is al ion readv too heavy for vou, will not tue whole field weigh still more heavily on' you. before God's judgment-scat, and crush vou to the ground: 7 - The mauj'j-. .conscience ''was touched by this , reproof, and he-gave the field up again to the widow.' -r !; ' i-, ':'" HiciE'T4;EAsrJ'T:s.A few davs ago two young Mexicans by tho names of Emilio and Jose (Jraza, while excavating a drtch near tire Mission Espada, had the good lortune to unearth two old copper kettles containing,' aceordingto . some ac counts, 89,000, and . according to cthersj fts innou as Slo.000 in "Carol us the Fourth" silver dollars. T It is by no means an uncommon occurrence lor money ni other valuables to be discovered in San Antonia;' quite a humber of such instances have come under our observation, but this one pan's out bettor than any we 'have evei heard of. Ihe early history of our classic city is remarkable" for the number of civil commotions that took place between the rival Sections, or between the Spaniards and their Indian subjects, and as there was n other kind of money in those days except coin, it often happened that wealthy meiv were obliged to burv their cash be fore engaging in battle, from whicb, in many instances, they never returned, and the exact locality being unknown, the valuable deposits remain concealed to this dav. From 181 1 to 1813 this section was in a cnnstanfbroil, and there is good rea son to'believe that a Spanish General by the name ol Llisonda bnned his military chest, consisting of two cargoes of reals, somewhere in town, amounting, to about 4,000, and the, same has never been dis covered. San Antonio,, Texas, Herald. A California girl, only fifteen years old, was recenthy married. bv contract, without the services of priest or iustice. Her mother would not give her consent to the match, and she was unable to get a license, but a lawyer told her. to ahead, and the marriage would be just as valid as any. Caught ix Their own Trap. The Char lottesville Va., Republican says: A gentle man in Louisa County, one night last week, hearing a noise about his cornchouse, went out .with a double-barrelled shot-gun, and seeing what he supposed to be a man, fired, killing him instantly. Upon closer examination, he discovered that the man he shot at was sitting upon a lever which had been inserted in a crack, and the house bodily lifted up, while two others were in the cracks getting: out the corn. A still closer examination revealed the horrifying fact that, as the first man fell from the lever, the house closed down upon the un- tortunate wretches mashing the life out o them. Thus the three men all lost Iheir lives in an instant in a trap which they tnemseives nad set. JLhev were an ne- THURSDAY, JANITART 14, A ROMANTIC MARRIAGE. The Chicago Tribune, in a sketch of Larkins G. Meade, the sculptor, tells this romantic story : v Mr. Meade was left in charge of the United States Consulate at Venice during Mr .'"-Howell's -bridal trip home to America. Everybody wlto has been in the -quaint Oiq city or tne ivariauc will remember the crowds that of an evening promenade Ju the beautiful plaza of San Maico. While residing in Venice, the youthful artist met a lady whose perfection of form, flashing eye, classic face and Selegant bearing to ward -her associates 'made a case of des- perate love at first sight. But of the lady the artist, knew nothing. whatever; he could not speak a word of her language; he was a stranger in a strange land- and how to make himself'known to the object of his ar dent affections was the problem not only of the hour, but of week aftr week, per haps month after month. -,"V Of course, his own promenades on the plaza were' long and frequent; and, taking care not to observed, every meeting with his inamorata only increased the ardor of his affections. In due time Mr. Lincoln appointed the Hon. Francis Golton, of Galesbnrg, 111., to the Venetian Consulate, and on his arrival in Venice Mr. Meade returned to his studio in Florence, where he had already acquired some celebrity as a sculptor. But absence from the home of his own divinity was intolerable to the young artist. He went .back to Venice, and there told his story to his friend and countryman, Mr. Colton, whose sympathy and kind offices were at once enlisted in behalf of the disconsolate lover. The in terpreter and assistant of Mr. Colton was a member of one of the oldest noble fami lies of Venice, and without a first know ledge )f the oltject of the request, ho was commissioned to find out who the lady was that bad so uuconscionsly captivated the heart of the American artist. She w as found to be both in her connections and culture all that could be desired, and now the problem was how to make the lady acquainted w ith the character, social stand ing and prospects of her lover. In time this was sufficiently accomplished to war rant a meeting of the parties most in terested, but all talking had .to be done through an interpreter, for neither could speak a word of the other's language. A verv rotnatio kind of courtship, surely; but Cupid has a thousand little arts by which he wins susceptible hearts beside those which men and maidens vainly strive to conceal -under the forms of speech. To cut short bur story, Mr. Meade was accept ed, and then a new7 obstacle was thrown n their way. The ladv was a Roman Catholic; her intended was not. By the laws ot the church, ruling in emce no priest was permitted to unite them in mar ge. I he Pope was appealed to m vain to grant a dispensation in their favor; but love breaks all barriers. A civil marriage, permitted under Victor Emanuel, was jerlormed for them in J: lorence, and soon after a Catholic Bishop in England, in ac cordance with the principles of the lady, made their marriage and their happiness complete. Xkw Orleans Beauties. The wo men, ot ew Urleans are probably the host siipcrb-looking in America. They are brunettes the most and best of them, with an elegance of carnage aud figure, a contour of feature, and a pose of "manner that are ;rOatchkss. 1 hey" sav . that the peasantry in certain districts of Spain car ry yet in their faces the grandeur of the faded Castilian tiMcssc. These New'Or- I cans' beauties, lifted tenderly down a dozen generations of close bloocbare more queenly than the portraits oft heir French mothers that have hung -for centuries in their parlors. Some At them are like chiseled, penciled figures out of marble, with the soft dash-'of Guido's brush or of Petrarch's song in their faces, and the ripe Southern blood flashing up to their tem ples under the pure surface of their veins. The exquisiteness of their style takes your breath with an exclamation of admiration, and a sigh of relief as you pas. Their native city and State are the horizon of society and of the world to these superl creatures; they are reared under the solemn shadow of Catholicism: thev are local in their attachments as Venetians: their, cul ture is narrow, but they gather in their loins the gait of an empress, arid in their eyes that glance filled with the wisdom, the cunning, the refinement, the magic of womanhood. Daxgeeous Wealth. The London Globe says : "It is 6aid that among the possessions inherited by the present Duke of Richmond was found a bank note for .50,000. This unique piece of paper monev, of whose existence we have no doubt, was preserved with great caution, and by means which .must have been source of peril to frienda and foes. We are informed thai the, late Duke caused the note to be deposited in a casket, and this casket was so fastened that any one who attempted to handle it at once received six pistol shots. The ingenious casket, wre arc told, became a burdensome possession to the present Duke., His ancestors had had not transmitted to him the secret bv which it might be opened with 6afety, and he was, therefore, naturally timid in the examination of his treasure. Under these circumstances we are not surprised to learn that he finally determined to deliver the casket and its contents to the Bank of England, and to permit the officers of that establishment to investigate the ingenuity of the terrible contrivance. The duties of property would even be in excess of its rights if every inheritance were 'tied up' in this way. . - v 1875. A 'STOBi- for Teachers. A t certain faithful teacher determined, in .Ins' school -t A. i . ' ....... of twenty-si: pupug, to put a stop fo wtiis- penng entirely. Haying forbidde it, lie made it his chief business one day 4 watch for violations of the. rule. He .observed one or two only. On the next dair" there was scarcely an offense; and, onthV third, he paid special attention, but perceived none at all'. He-determined to make thor ough work; he had devoted liimsclf three days to the accomplishment of his purpose, and he flattered himself that he hud suc ceeded. But, determined to. leftfe, no room for doubt, at the close of scTiooi on the third day, he; passed . to each Jjupil a small slip of p3per, and requested each one who had whispered thatMay- :tj put a certain mark on this paperv" The .' pupil's name was not to appear on the - paper, the object being not to catch offenderst but to furnish testimony to the success ofthe at tempt. The teacher immediatelycollect ed the papers, but thought it pruvJent n6t to examine them until he wTas'aloneS- When he reached his loom and made fhe'exa.mi ation, he found that only twentyjve- out of twenty-six, according to their oV n test imony, had whispered that day! "his sto ry has a moral; in fact, it has several, hut we leave our readers to riiake thofr own re flections, r Dqx't Wake my MoTnKit.?'-4Among the passengers by the westward bound em igrant train, which arrived in San Fran cisco on November 10th, rwas a JIvs.' W. S. Crawford, an aged lady fror .Alfred, Maine. Poor,. feeble and alonehe left her home to cross the continent dfi. the-emigrant train, to see her children padding. in California. Two growu daughtejri awaits ed her at San Jose, aud her son ?bad gone up the road to meet her. 'He found, her worn out with the.fatigues of herjprotract- ed journey, -in a comfortless emigrant car, and very weak. About six o'clock in the evening she reclinedher head tipon- her son s shoulder, and fell asleep thero. Jast after the train left San Leandro, aKgentle- naii, who had got on the train, at that place, noticing something peculiar in the attitude and appearance of Hhe oH lady, approached her son and inquired:"1 ' ' "What is the matter with that-Udyr . "Hush," replied the voting mati." "don't wake mv mother. n "Xo fear," said the gentleman, Vhevill never wakeagain in this world." He was right; Qujetly -leaning! on the reast of her soriy the poor old bVdv had yielded to fatlgutyand peacefully tallen in to slumber from which she passed into that deeper sleep thatknows neitger wak-; ing nor weariness; Ihe emigrams com- posed her limbs to rest, -and - brought the body to this city for the bereaved jj-Lildren. Too Sextimkxtal. A rich lFeruvian, M. P y C, recently committed suicide on the Spauish frontier, near Biafitz, for the sake of one of the pieens of rfe Paris ian dtmi-iiionde, with whom he w?s madly in love, but who firmly resisted all his overtures. He made the mobt'jextravav gant offers. lie wished to inarryjjher and carry her away from the life shc$ws Jead ing to his own home in South -America. She, however, was ihexorableiiand' he sought consolation iudeath. - IiKhe pock-et-book of the dead fuan- was foulSll a slip oi paper, nu tyiucik. . 01 . urovn; nair at tached, upon which was writttsi t "To Margaret; rom a man who lovettshr much and who dies for her." '.'" i . - : i j : f- K Startling METAMoi-riiosisi Some one who has been viewing trrc' ; Siamese jugglers says : rune, tnck .vvnic3 - M m- hman iterformed was a. very suiieiior ver sion of the mango-tree feat of-j;Le - Indian jugglers. Ile.took an orange, cut it open, and produced -a serpent. I his' he took down mK) the audience, and borrow ing a robe from one, cut -the snake's . head off and covered i with the robe. When the robe was lifted again a fox was in place of the snake. Tho fox's head was cufc; off, 'two robes borrowed, and when they wpre raised, there was a wolf, which was killed with a sword. Three robes, and a leopard ap peared; it was slain with a javelin.! Four robes covered a most savage-loqki ng buf falo, that wis killed" with an axe. Five robes covered in part, but not altogether a lordly elephant, who, when the 'Sword was pointed at him, seized Minhinan by the neck and tossed' him violent 1W up. lie by his toes to the capital of one of the columns. Tepada now leaned 'from the stage, alighting upon the elephajk's shoul ders. With a short sword he gaded the beast on the head, hntil shriekiii j-, the'un- wieldy animal reared noon hissfimq . feet, twined his trunk about one 'of jbe -great columns, and seemed trying bj ljIT-himself from the ground and wrap hul tcsjy around the great pillar. The musio clsghed out barbarously. Xordom flashed ffth'a daz- ling firework of some sort, and ? the ele phant had disappeai-ed, and Tipada lay upon the stage writhing in the 'jrIda ol ' s great boa constrictor and holding op 3Iin hman upon his feet." -- r' v ' -1? Fot. full dress Kalakaua weal : a fash - ionably cut black broadcloth s allow tail coat, studless white shirt fronit "boots of tne oox toe paiiern, a parxi-eoiQ$tju nouon in his button hole, three immense plain gold rings, a bracelet on his leK; wristy. a turn down collar and a'black tk He al so wears a pair of pants. t . ; 1 - Mme. McMahon, wife of the president of France, is short, stout, and imstylish looking; and, in her dress oldark bloe silk, with tunic and sleeveless corsage of open worked black silk, a hat weatlied. with pale' pink roses, and a bouquet of pink roses in her band, looks dike the housekeeper of - , , .tl.-'l 1 .t -'L some anstocrauc iamuy aoroati in nei ukm clothes. . AN INCIDENT AT A HUMORIST'S GRAVE. A little incident connected with the funeral of Charles F. Browne, better known nnder his nOmme deplume of "Arte mns Ward," is related by Mr. Lawrence Barrett, the actor, who was one of the pall-bearers upon that occasion. He says : "Poor Browne, as everybody knows, died in London, in the zenith of his popu larity as a humorous writer and lecturer, and his death created a profound sensation in literary circles, where he was universal ly beloved for his charming social quali ties and the sparkling brilliancy of his wit and humor. Bnlwer Lytton once said that no other American of his acquaintance had ever visited England who possessed, in such a marked degree, the power of winning the love and esteem .pf all with whom he came in contact. When the ge nial humorist w;as jtricken down by the icy hand of death, the club-houses, whose walls had so olten resounded with the merriment provoked by his' quaint sayings and sparkling witticisms, were thronged with groups of sorrowing friends and ad mirers ; arifl, when the day of the funeral arrived, the most distinguished men of the day, including eminent authors, poets, ar tists and actors, united in a last mark of respect to his memory. "As a part of the services at the grave, an open-air discourse was delivered by an eminent divine, and it proved to be an ex ceedingly dry and elaborate affair, and, when it was all over, the tired multitude experienced a feeling of general relief. J ust as the.concourse was streaming out ' at the cemetery gates an old man, whose flowing white locks and venerable appear- ! ance commanded iTAnArnl attention. step ped upon a little grassy knoll, and, with a movement of the hand, arrested the pro gress of the passing throng, and besought the people to listen to hun for a moment. He said that he was from a little country town not far from London, and that, when he left home on the previous day, his old wife's last request was that he purchase for her, before his return, every one of the books that 'Artemus Ward' had written; and, now that he had reached the city, he found the author dead and his body con signed to the tomb. And then followed a tribute to the humorist's memory so sim- i pie, so unaffected, and, withal, so touch ing!' eloquent that it moved every heart j and moistened the eyes of every person j w?ithin the sound of his trembling voice.' The tired and dusty throng forgot their fatigue as they gathered around the vene rable speaker; and in his humble eulogy they found a sincerity more appropriate than the cold and polished diction of the pulpit orator to whom they had just' list ened. The incident was a simple one, but it served to illustratoUhe wonderful af fection which the masses of the people en tertained for him whose short mission was to light up, with a glow of genial humor and cheerful fancy, tho dull monotony of everyday life." " Singular Case of Human Pjjt- - r 11 RIFICTION IN MIXXES8-TA. A W011 au thenticated and rather astonishing case of petrifection of a human body has been recently reported to the writer, but names and localities are omitted in deference to the wishes of the relatives of the deceased lady, whose remains furnish the phenome non, herein alluded to. The circumstances of the case are sub stantially as follows : A vouog. lady residing in the Southern portion of the State, died about eleven years ago, and was buried the body re maining undisturbed until a lew days ago, when her husband and friends deemed it expedient to remose it to another burial place.- Y orkmen were employed to ais- inter 4he coffin enclosing the body, and in due time thev had uncovered the comn, but, on attempting to lift it to the surface, were surnnsed to observe that it was Ol w. ...... n extraordinary weight. Subsequent inves tigations revealed the fact that the body, instead of showing the decay which is pie suraed to be the lot of all humanity, had ac tually been petrified during the eleven vr-ATR interveninp- between its burial and disinterment the body and features re tabling their bony outlines, but complete ly sdlidified''' or turned into stone. The case is an unusual and interesting one; but the friends of the lady, some oi wnoni are now residents of St. Paul, for good and snfncint reasons, dislike to have the harae given to the publie, unless some good and useful pnjK)s&caa,be subserved thereby Sr. Faul lJaper. At. a Tpefntmeetlno- of ' the Biological Society of Paris, Mr. Henry exhibited photographs fef hands of the upper classes, of tht Annamites. These hands were characterized bv long finger-nails, which werfl worn as a mark of nobility. One of the Dhotofirraphg represented nails fifteen to twenty inches in lengthy and curiously carved in fantastic patterns, like certain of the. claws depicted in ancient illuminations. Notwithstanding their excessive iengtn, thee nails were hvpertronhied. , Correspondence. 4 FOR THB GAZETTE. ' Reminiscences of a Sojourn" of Many Tears in the Principal Empires and Kingdoms of Europe . NO. XLVI. ''"Messrs. Editors: llero 1 am once more with my friend and our friend Kais er.f We are still on or near by the Tyro lean Alps, and all the time on foot. We did all our rambling through this country on foot for two reasons: one is, that nnlesa you are on the vigilance or mail route it is difficult to get transit; the other is, that we WHOLE NO. 74. could cli aib up and down 4he mountains, and pass through fields and by-roads to many places of interest which we could not have visited in a vehicle. For instance, . we heard of one of the favorite palaces of the Emperpr of Austria, and we went, on a lovely autumn afternoon, to see it. We had spent the forenoon at a small village, where we had left several strangers who were, like ourselves, waudering about. Wo were in hopes we would find none at this place, for we had understood that accom modations were hardly to be had, though. us was use case every wnere else, there was quite a number of visitors, but no Scotch, English, I French or Americans among tlnjui; they were a party of Moldavians from near the lower Danube Here we ' made a company just large enough to be interesting to tho.man who was to show ns around. ( When he asked to be our guide, we agreed to pay him about 25 cents each, at which he was delighted. He showed us all over the park and grounds, and all through the palace, which was just like hundreds of royal palaces one will see through the country. When we had seen all that was to be seen here, our guide led us to a small house, where I noticed a small stream running under the house. The guide went a few feet above the house, and opened a flood gat which caused a great clatter inside. He opened the fold ing door, which was the whole, end of the house, and disclosed to . view a slaughter muse. 1 wo men led up a fine beef, and a third dispatched him. But the most no ticeable thi.ng that was going on was a bouse that was being built. Here men were ascending ladders with brick and mortar, there men stood building chimneys; some were hoisting plank, while others were very busy fitting them on and driv ing the nails; some were laying the floors, some putting on the roof; all these differ ent noises combined made a great din, yon may be sure. After our conductor had closed the door, ho asked us to bo seated on some plain benches near by, which in vitation we of conrse accepted: but no soon er had we taken our seats than we were sprinkled with water, which sprang np out of the ground. We ran from these seats to others,! when it grow worse, and as we stepped from place to place the sprinkling became heavier, and played over our heads tor many feet in very small jets, until at ast it became like a light rain. We then ran into a small house that had no floor. ooking like a Wood house; as soon as we entored this house there was a perfect show er, which; ended it. It was difficult to sav who was (the most delighted, ourselves .or. ot-r guide. It may seem frivolous in us to speak at such length about so childish a thing, but perhaps we will be excused when it is known that the whole of it was executed by the order of Francis Joseph, Emperor of Austria. Ave now began to look ont for a place of entertainment. We asked for rooms at the nearest house, and were told that all were taken, but that there was a house on the other side of the next hill, at which wo could be accommodated. My two frienda and three of the Moldavians went with us, and bv tlie time we got to the house it was lark. We found several strangers there, but the man of the house said he would try ana accoimiaooate us. it was rattier uun cult for us to make ourselves understood, or to understand, as the peasants of Aus tria speak such bad German but, as Mr. Kaiser was with ns, we got. over that diffi culty. I Bad had tho acquaintance of six or eight j Moldavians. They were men from twenty-five to thirty . years old, and were at the Itoval University at MuuichL and I could always understand them very well; but these three with lis I could not understand at all, and even Kaiser could hardly understand them. , I did not know their mother tongue, but, at any rate, wo all commenced to speak French, when I soon found the, spoke it fluently and beau tifully. Our speaking French appeared to' arouse the other gentlemen, who had beer quite silent until then. I hey had not ev en taken off their satchels, which were still strapped on them. I hey entered into con versation, when "we found that two of them were French and the other a Swiss. I found them, like the Moldavians, very in telligent and agreeable gentlemen. We saw that preparations were being made for dinner, when in walked that, in variable fat girl, braced up with spoons; 4, though it had become such a common thing in the Tyroles to see the- girl wait ing on "tho table, !raced up with the spoons, that we seldom ever noticed her. We had no coffee, tea, or milk- we had plainsonp; oar meats were boiled beef and roasted goat all of which we found very palatable after so much exercise the whole day. After. dinner, which was about 8 o' cloefc,,thie man of the house and , some of the family made several attempts to enter into conversation with us all, but at last broke down. The old man said that many-person .we're in the habit of stopping at his house; bnt he had never before had such a mixed crowd as this. There were nineof us all from different countries; and he could hardly understand Kaiser, much less the others. - Kaiser washigh- ly educated, and this old man spoke the worst of patois. Any one, (let him havo ever sofine a knowledge of tho German language) vho has ever traveled on foot through parts of Austria, well knows, how hard it is to make the peasants understand their own tongue. ' Those of the company who appeared to excite the old man's sur prise the most wero we two Americans. I do iiot know whether he expected to find us negroes or Indians. He said that it was the largest crowd he had ever been in where he could make no. one understand. We at last made our intentions for the next day or two known to each; other, when, strange to say, we were all bound for the same place the Salt Mines- of Austria. After talking over our plans we retired. ; . ':.' Votagecr. ? 4 0