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i i ; i -I ; ! ' .: !- .: ' ' J. '''Ill I TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION: ' . i ' ' - - , ' SS!Sm ; t '" ' '" 1 iS! oC 1 (Cm ra m r KOTICE TO CORKESPUNDENTS. All correspondent are h'erebv notifLri ttiat to insnre the insertipn of their coin nmnieatinnB they must furnish us with ther bona juJe name and address, hich We oMiyate to keep in strict confidence. Hw tmiyion one sitle of Oie sheet. jt The Plaxt is in no wise pe,spon$bie for tho Views of its "correspondents. -lAddreesjui comnmuicfttions to ; I THE TOBACCO PLANT. 1 Icriiam.N. cl RESIGNATION. There is no flock, however watched and I tended, j ISit one lead lamb is there! T lere is no fireside howsoe'er deft-AUwl, I Jut has one vacant chair! , - T le air is full of farewells to the d.ving; 7" Anil mournings for the dead ;" The heart of Kachel, for her childreUcrvin!? Will not be comforted ! i - ' ! L-t us be patient! These severe alii unions Not from the ground arise, " ; B it oftentimes celestial benedictions 7 -! Assume this dark disguise. "" ' - ' We see but dimly through the mists and - vapors; - j i Amid these earthlv damps i; ' fiat seems to us but sad, funeral tapers 1 it ... i .. i j: . . i .nay lie iicavt-ii s uiriiiiii iamjs. , - There-is no death ! What seems so w transi- , : tion; This life of mortal breath 5. '. il but. a suburb of the life elysian, " j Whose portal we call Death. SLe'is not dead the child of our awx-tion Hut gone unto that school ; : . ! A here she no -longer needs our' poor nrotec- tion, 1 . ' L- ' ' And Christ himself doth rule. " p In that great cloister's .stillness anil illusion, iJv guardian angels led, ! Safe from temptation, safe from sie's. pollu- .tum, " :hq lives, whom wecill dead. - Itiv after dav we tliink what she lsLointr. liT those bright realms of air ; ear-after year, her tender stejw iufuiiig, i Hf'twilit tier m-.ivcn mfi"rf f:ffr Thus we do walk' with her, and keep unbroken 1 1 he rxjnd which nature gives, ? ; SThinking that our remenibraneetlitnigh un ' spoken, . Mav re:u-Ii her where she lives" "Not as a child, shall we ag:uti W'hohbcr; For when with raptures wild In ourembra-ts we again enfold he,- She wi not Ik? a child; IJut a fair m; ud en in her Father's Mansion, Clothed with celestial grace; : t' Ai-it w2-tlt I Till ! w i t (l tlio nl u i. jansion Shall we tx'hold her. face. " Ajntl though at times imiH-tuous witlimotioa And anguish long suppressed, t- Tihe swelling heart heaves moaninhke the ocean, ! . ' Z That cannot be at rest ' 9t We will be patient, and assuaire tl5 feeHntr We mav. not wholly stay; Uv silence sanctified, not concealing I he grujf that must have way. r-T ' IIexry W. LoxGt.ixow, THE FLYING YKA15S. Dr. Talhiaare's Sermon, IiMaclied Suuday Olorning, .Til'Jd. "How OM Art Thou r'-MEXESj 4T." ' The Egyptian capital waihe focus the world s wealth, lnhipsand barges there hal been brought tit from India frankincense, iijd cinna nion, and ivory and dian'ilhds; from the north, marble ;md in ; from Svria, purple and silk ; frjjii (ireece, e me.of the finest horses ofiie worl' 1, a id some of the inostbriLUMint chari osj'and from all the arth that , which could best please tbe eye, and charm the ear, and gratifythe taste. T!hcre were temples aflam with red sandstone, entered by thH gateway tat were guarded by ptlljrs bewil dl'ririg with hieroglyphics, - and wound with brazen serpents, and nflorned .with winged eSeatures tlieir eyes, and beaks, and.inions GUTTERING WITH rRECIOfc STOXKS. I i , ' r; There: were marble. coJunjs bloom ing into white flower-bedshere were stjone pillars, at the t'op-bistingiiito the shape at the lotus wljcn in full boom. Along the avenges,' lined with sphinx and -fane ail obelisk, tliiere were princes' who came in gor geoush' upholstered palaiffmin, car red by servants in scarlet, or else where drawri by vehiclesj the snow -wliite horses, golden-bitte! and six abreast, dashing at full run. There were fountains, from gtontf ywreathed A-ises climbing the lada'rs of the liiht . You would ' hir : a bolt tshove and a 'door of brass ipuld open Jilce a flash! of the sun.Tiie sar Tunding gardens Were tfsatura ted with odors that mounted ie terrace and dripped from the arbors, and burned tlieir incense inllie Kgyp ttan noon. Oil floors of jliosaic the glories of Pharaoh were ajelle,d out iik letters of "porphyry andsbery l and Ihnne. There were ornameits twisted from the wood of tamariskpembossed with silver,breakingintoiTjLm. There were footstools, made outlpf a single pjrecious stone. There jfere beds fashioned out of a crouch yig Hon in bj-onze. There were" chairs spotted with the sleek' hides of4 leopards. - There were: sofas. ' footede with the claws of wild leasts and rfmed with the leaks of birds. As yti stitndon tie level beach of the season a sum mer day, and look eithesi ..way and there Are miles of brealjers,.white wlith tlie ocean foam, dasljjmg ; shore Ward ; so it; seemetb as ifythe sea of the world's pomp and weijlth in the Egyptian capital for mileand miles iLuiig itself :up into whifr breakers of marble temple, maustgeum and obelisk. " -i; ". . : tit was to the capital aild the pal ace of Pharaoh that Jacol4the plain shepherd, came to meet "Hs son Jo- " sph, who had become prjine minis ter jn the ro'al apartmenu Pharaoh and Jacob ; meet, digniw and rus ticity, the gracefulness, ofitthe court and the plain manners o the field. The king, wanting to m;ike the old countryman at easeV and feeing how " M HOW WHITE HIS BEAD IS -L and how feeble his step, ltpks famil iarlv into his face, and feiys to the iigei man : i "How old nfrt thou :?" Night before last the gftte ofeter tuty openexl to let in, ami the great throng of departed. cenHiries, thf soul of the dying" year. IJnder the t jvelfth stroke of the brazii hammer of .he city clock the tiateriareh, fell teid, and the stars of thejiight were tjio funeral lorches. It isrnost for tiinate thatjon this road cfT life there arj so manv milestoneslon which wd can read just hoy fastBvc are go- . i toward the journey's (id. -1 feel : t lit it is not an ma propriae question tliatl ask to-day, when look into your faces and say, as Pf araoh did - - tjo Ijncob, the patriarch : ' How old ; Mtthoti?" i : B - VOL. XVI. NO. 2. i eaple who are tmtl otluT subject, lie about their ages, so that I do not solicit from you any literal response to thequestion I naeasKCu. Jl would put no one under temptation: but I sirnnK- want, this morninpr, to see bv what rod iti.s weare measuring our earthlv existence. There is a right wav and wrong way of measuring a door, or a wall, or an arch, or a tower, so there is a right way and a wrong way of measuring our "earthlv existence. It is with reference to this higher meaning that I confront vou, th is morning, with theVtupendous ques tion of the text, and ask: "How old art thou ?"' There are many who estitnatetheir life by mere worldy gratification. When Lord Dundas, was wished a happy New Year, he -said : "It will have to be a happier year than the past, for I hadn't one happv mo ment in all the twelve months that have gone'." But that has not been the experience of most of us. We have found, that .thought the wont is wasted with sih. it is a vcrv bright and beautiful plat to reside in. We have had joys innumerable. There is no hostility between the gospel and the .merriments and the festivities of life. I do not think that we fully enough appreciate the worldly pleasures (!od gives us. When you recount your enjoyments, you do not go fa'r enough back. Why do you not go back to THE TIME WHEN YOU WERE AX INFANT in your mother's arms,! looking up into the heaven of her smile; to those days when you filled the house I with the uproar of boisterous merri- ment ; as you shouted as you pitched i the ball on the playground; when, j on the cold.-sharp winter night. ; mullled up, on skatts you shot out j over the resounding ice of the pond ? I Have you forgotten all ; those good i davs that the Lord gave vou ? Were you never a boy ? Were vou never a girl? Between those times and ; this, how many mercies, how manv ! j kindnesses the Lord has bestowed i upon ;you. . How -many joys have breathed up to you from the Howcrs, J and shone down to you from the ' stars, and chanted to you with the voice of soaring bird, and tumbling cascade, and booming sea, and thun ders that with bayonets of fin charged down the mountain side! Joy! Joy! Joy! If there is any one who has a right to the enjoy ments of the world it is the Chris- j tian, for (lod has given to him a I lease to evervthing in the promise: I "All are yours.;' liut I'have to tell you that a man who estimates his : life on earth by mere worldly grati fication is a most unwise man. Our ! life is not to be a game of chess. It ; is not a . dance in lighted ball, to quick nmsiu. It is not the froth of i an ale pitcher. It is not the settlings of a wine. cup. It is not a banquet with intoxication and roystering.i It is the first step on a ladder that mounts into the skies, or the first step on a road that plunges into a horrible abyss. So that in this world we are only keying up t he harp of a rapture, .or forging the chain of a bondage. And standing before you, to-day, with life on the one side and death on the other; sang on the one side and groaning on the other ; mansions on the ofie side and dun geons on the other; heaven on the one side and hell on the other I put to you the question of the text: "How old art thou ?" TOWARDS WHAT DESTINY ARK YOU .TENDIN'"., and how fast are vou getting on to- : wards it? ; Again, I remark that there are main who estimate their life jon earth bv their sorrows and their mis fortunes. Through a great many of vour lives the ploughshare hath gone very deep, turning up a terrible fur row. You have -been betrayed and misrepresented, and set upon, and slapped of impertinence, and pound ed of misfortune.. The brightest life must have its shadows, and the smoothest path its thorns, On the happiest brood the hawk pounces. No escape from trouble of some kind. While glorious John Milton vas losing his eyesight he heard that Sal masius was glad of it. While Sheri dan's comedy was being enacted in Drury Lane" theater. Cumberland, his enemv, sat growling at it in the stae box. hile Bishop Cooper was surrounded, by the favor of learned men his wife took his lex icon manuscript, the result of a long life of anxiety and toil, and threw it j into the fire." Misfortune, trial, vex ation for almost every one. Pope, applauded of all; the world, has a j stoop in the shoulder that annoys hint so much that he had a tunnel dugl so that he may go unobserved froni garden to grotto, and from grotfo to garden. Cano, the famous Spanish artist, is disgusted with the crucifix that the priest holds before him, because it is such a poor spec imen of culture. And so, sometimes through taste and sometimes through learned menace, and ' sometimes through physical distresses ayej in ten thousand ways, troubles come to harrass and annoy. And yet it is unfair to measure a man's lifejby his misfortunes, beeause; where there is one stalk of nightshade there are fifty marigolds and harebells ; where there is one cloud thunder-charged there are hundreds that stray across the heavens, the glory of landand sky asleep in their bosom. Because DEATH CAME AND TOOK YOUR CHILD AWAY, did you immediately forget all the five "years, or the ten years, or the fifteen years in which she came every night for a kiss, all the tones of your heart pealing forth at the sound of voice or the soft touch of her hand ? Because in some financial Eurocly don your fortune, went into the breakers, did vou' forget all those i years in which the luxuries and ex "HERE SHALL THE PRESS travagances of life showered on your pathway? Alas! that is an unwise man, an ungrateful' man, an unfair man, an unphilosophic man, and, most of all, an unchristian man, who measures his life on earth by groans and tears, and dyspeptic " fit and abuse, and scorn and terror, and neuralgic-thrust. Again, I remark that there are many people who, estimate their life on earth by the amount of money they have accumulated. Thev sav:""The year 18G(, 1870 or 18S0 was wasted." Whv? Made no money. Now, it is all cant and insincerity to talk against money as though it had no value. It is refinement, and educa tion, and ten' thousand blessed sur roundings. It is the spreading of the table that feeds your children's hunger. It is the lighting of the furnace that keeps you warm. It is the making of the bed on which you rest from care .and anxiety. It is the carrying out at last of" you to decent sepulchre, and the putting up of the slab, on which is chiseled the story of your Christian hope. It is simply hypocrisy, this tirade in pul pit and lecture hall, agajnst money, as though it had no uses. It is hands, and feet, and sails, and ten thousand grand and glorious enterprises. But while all this is so, he who uses money, or thinks of money as any thing but a means to an end, WILL EINI) OUT HIS MISTAKE when the glittering treasures slip out of his nerveless crasn. and he goes out of this world without a shilling of money or a certificate of stock. He might better have been the Chris tian porter that opened his gate or the begrimed workman who last night' heaved the coal into his cellar. Bonds and mortgages and leases have tlieir use, but they make a poor yardstick with which to meas ure life. They that boast themselves in their wealth, and trust on the multitude of their riches, none of them can bv any means redeem his brother, nor give to God a ransom ! Mr mm, that lie should not see cor- ruption. . "Wise men die" likewise the fool and the brutish person per ish, and leave their wealth to others." But I remark: There are many I wish there were more who esti mate their life by their moral and spiritual development. It i not sin ful egotism for d Christian man to say : "I am purer than I used to be. I am more consecrated to Christ than I used to be. I have got over a great many of the bad habits ifi which I used to indulge. I am a great deal better man than" I used to be," There is no sinful egotism in that. It is not base egotism for a soldier to say : "I know more about military tactics than I used to before I took a musket in my hand, and learned to 'present arms.' and when I was a pest to the drilling officer.'1 It is not base egotism for a sailor to say: "I know hdw better to clew down the mizzentopsail, than I used to before I liad ever seen a ship." And there is no sinful egotism when a Christian man, fighting the battles of the Lord, or if you will have it, voyaging towards a haven of eternal rest, says : "I know more about spir itual tactics, and about voyaging to wards heaven, than I used to." Why, there are those in this presence who have MEA.-l'UEI) LANCES WITH MANY A FOE, and unhorsed it. There are Chris tian men here, who have become swarthy by hammering at the forge of calamity. They stand on an en t.irelv different plane of character j from that which they once occupied. I Thev are measuring their lite on earth by golden gated Sabbaths, by pentecostal prayer meetings, by com munion tables, by baptismal fonts, by hallelujahs in the temple. They have stood on Sinai and heard it thunder. Thev have stood on Pisgah and looked over into the Promised Land. They have stood on Calvary and seen the cross bleed. They can, like Paul the Apostle, write on their heaviest troubles "light," and '"but j for a moment." The darkest night their soul is irradiated, as was the night over Bethlehem, by the faces of those who have come to proclaim glory and good cheer. . They are only waiting for the gate to open, and the chains to fall off, and the glory to begin. I remark again : There are many and I wish there were more who are estimating life by the amount of good they can do. John Bradford said he counted that day nothing at all in which he had not, by pen or tongue, done some good. If a man begin right, I cannot tell how many tears he ma' wipe away, how many burdens he may lift, how many orphans he may comfort, how many outcasts he may reclaim. There have been men who have given their whole life in the right direction, con centrating all their wit and ingenuity, and mental acumen, and physical force and' enthusiasm for Christ. They climcd the mountain, and delved into the mine, and crossed thesea, and trudged the desert, and dropped at last into martyrs' graves, waiting for the resurrection of -the just. They measured their lives by the chains they broke off, by the garments they put upon nakedness, by the miles they traveled N allevi ate every kind of suffering. They felt in the thrill of every nerve, in the motion of every muscle, in every throb of their heart, in every respi ration of their lungs, the magnificent truth : 1 "XO MAX LIVETH FOR HIMSELF." They went through cold and through heat, foot blistered, cheek smitten, back scourged, tempest lashed, tb do their whole duty. That is the way they measured life by the amount of good they could do. Do you want to know how old Luther was ; how old Ricnard Baxter wa3 how old Phillip Doddridge was? Whv, you ; cannot calculate the length of their THE PEOPLE'S RIGHTS MAINTAIN, UNAWED BY INFLUENCE DURHAM, NC, WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 12, 1887. lives by any human arithmetic. Add to their liveslen thousand times ten thousand years and you have not expressed it what they have lived or will live. O, what a standard that is to measure a man's life by ! There are those in this house who think they have only lived thirty years. They will have lived a thou sand they have lived a thousand. There are those who think they are eighty years of age. They have not even entered upon their infancy, for one must become a babe in Christ to begin at all. Now, I do not know what your ad vantages or disadvantages are; I do not know what your tact of talent is; I do not know what may be the fas cination of your manners or the re pulsiveness of them ; but I know this: There is for you, my hearer, a field to culture, a harvest to reap, a tear to wipe away, a soul to save. If you have worldly means, consecrate them to' Christ. If you have elo quence, use it on the side that Paul and Wilberforce used theirs. If vou have learning, put it 'all into the'! poor box of the world's suffering: But if you have none of these neither wealth, nor eloquence, nor learning you at any rate have a smile with which you can ENCOURAGE THE DISHEARTENED, a frown with which you may blast injustice, a voice with which you may call the wanderer back to .God. ":0h," you say, "that is a very sanc timonious view of life! It is not. It-is the only bright view of life, and it.is the only bright view bf death. Contrast the death scene, of a man who has measured life by -the world ly standard with the death scene of a; man who has measured life by the Christian standard. Quinn, the ac tor, in hiss last moments said: "I hope this tragic scene will soon bo over, and I hope to keep my dignity to the last." Malherbe said in his last moments to his confessor: "Hold your tongue ! Your miserable. style j puts me out of conceit with heaven." j Lord Chesterfield in his last mo- j ments, when he ought to have been ; -praying for his soul, bothered. him-j. self about the proprieties of the sick ! room and said: "Give Dayboles a ; chair." Godfrey Kneller spent his ' last hours on earth in drawing a diagram of his own monument. Com pare the silly and horrible departure of such men with the seraphic glow on the face of Edward Payson, as he said in his last moments: "The breezes of heaven fan me. I fio'at in a sea of glory." Or, with Paul the Apostle, who said in his last hour: I "I am now ready to be offered' up, and. the time of my departure is at i hand. I have fought the good fight, j I have kept the faith. Henceforth, j there is laid up for me a crown of j righteousness which the Lord, the righteous judge, will give me.". Or j compare it with the Christian death i ! bed that vou witnessed in vour own ! household. Oil, mv friends, thi world is a false god! It will con sume you with the blaze in which it accepts your sacrifice, while the righteous shall be held in everlasting remembrance; and when the thrones have fallen, and the .monuments have crumbled, and the world has perished, they shall banquet with the-conquerors of earth and the bier- the bells of the towers, and of the arehs of heaven. 1 I lighthouse, and of the cities, will This is a good day in which to be- j strike their sweetness into a last gin a new style of measurement. ! chime that shall ring into the How old art thoti? Yoa see the j heavens and float off upon the sea, Christian way of measuring life and ! joined by the boom of bursting mine the worldly way of measuring it. J j and magazine, augmented by all the leave it to you to say which is the i cathedral towers ( f heaven the bar wisest and bet wav. The wheel of! monies of earth andthe symphonies time has turned very swiftly, and it has hurled us on. THE OLD YEAR HAS" GONE. The new year has come: For what you and I have been launched upon it, God only knows. Now let me ask you all : Have you made any preparation for the future? You have made preparation for time, my dear brother ; have you made any preparation for eternity ? Do you wonder then when that, man on the Hudson river, in indignation, tore up the tract which was handed to him, and just one word landed on his coat sleeve the rest of the tract being pitched into the river, that one I word aroused his soul. It was that j one word, so long, so broad, so high, ! so deep, eternity ! A dying woman, in her last moments, said: ' Call it back !" They said : "What do vou want?" "Time," she said; "call it back !" Oh, it cannot be called back ! We might lose our fortunes and call them back ; we might lose our health and perhaps recover it; we might lose our good name and get that back ; but time gone is gone for ever. Some of you, during the past year, made preparation for eternity, and it makes no difference to vou really, as to the matter of safety, whether you go now or go some other year whether this year or the next year. Both your feet on the rock, the waves may dash around you. You can say : "God is your refuge and strength a very present help." You are on" the rock, and you may defy all earth and hell to overthrow you. I con gratulate you. I give you great joy. It is a happy New Y'ear to you. , I can see na sorrow at all in the' fact that our years are going. You hear some people say : "I wish I could go back again to boyhood.'.' I would not want to go back again to boyhood. I am afraid I might make a worse life out of it than I have made. You could not afford to go'back to boyhood if it were possi? ble. You might do a great deal worse than you have done. The past is gone ! LOOK OUT FOR THE FUTCRE ! ' To all Christians, it is a time of gladness. I am glad th,e years are going. ou are coming on nearer home. Let your countenance light up with the thought- Nearer home. Now, when one can sooner get to the centre of things, is he not to be congratulated? Who wants to be always in the freshman class? We study God in this world by the bilv Heal photograph of Him ; but we all know we can in five minutes of in terview with a friend get more accu rate idea of him than, we can by studying him fifty years; through pictures or words. The little child that died at G months of age knows more of God than all Andover, and all Princeton, and all New Bruns wick, and all Edinburgh, and all the theological institutions hvChristen dom. Is it not better to -go up to the very headquarters of knowledge ? Does not out common sense teach us that it is better to be at the cen- ! i . 11 a - 1 1 i - ii . .. ter than to be clear out on the rim of the wheel, holding nervbusly fast to the tire lest we be suddenly hurled into light and eternal ; felicity ? Through all kinds of optical instru ments trying to peer in through the cracks and the keyholes of Jieaven afraid that both doors of the celes tial mansion will be swung wide open before our entranced vision rushing about among the apothecary shops of this world, wondering if this is good for rheumatism and that is good for neuralgia, and something else is good for a bad cough, lest we be suddenly ushered into a land of everlasting health where the inhabi tant never savs : "I am sick." WHAT' FOOLS WE ALL ARE to prefer the circumference to the center. What a dreadful- thing it would be if we should beLsuddenly ushered from this wintry world into the May-time orchards of' heaven, and if our pauperism of sin and sor row should be suddenly broken up by a presentation of an emperor's castle surro'imded by parks witli springing fountains and p-itbs. up and down which impels of God walk two and two. We are like per sons stan ling f on the cold steps of the National picture gallery in London, under umbrellas, in the rain, afraid to go in amid the Turners, and the Titians, ami the Raphaels. I come to them and say : ''Why don't you go inside the gal lery?' "Oh," they say, ''we don't know whether we can get in !" I sav,4' Don't you see the door is open?" "Yes," they say, "but we have been so long on these cold steps, we are so attached to them, we don't like to leave." ''But," I say, ''it is so much brighter and more beautiful in the j gallery, you had better go in." "No," they say, ''ve know exactly how it ! is out here, but we don't know how it is in there. Oh, let us he glad that we are one year nearer the scene that. explains and irradiates all ! In I800 the French resqlvod that at Ghent they would have a kind of musical demonstration that had never been heard of. It would -be made up of the chimes of bells and the discharge of cannon. ' The ex periment was a perfect success: What with the ringing of the bells and the report of the ordnance, the city trembled and the hills shook with the triumphal march that was as strange as it was overwhelming. With a more glorious accompani ment will God's dear children go into their high residence, when the trumpets shall sound and the last dav has come. At the signal given, 1 bf the celestial realm making up one great triumphal march, fit to cele brate the ascent of the redeemed to where they shall shinejis the stars for ever and for ever. With such antic ipations, we can look back without a single regret upon the flying years, and forward with exultation to the time when the archangel, with one foot on the. sea and the other foot on the land, shall swear by Him that liveth for ever and ever, that time shall be no longer. - OUU WASHINGTON LETTER. Logan's Funeral-New Year's Cel ebration The Session Iteopened. Washington, D. C, Jan. o, 1887. Last Friday the remains of Senator Logan, of Illinois, were deposited temporarily in Rock Creek Cemetery, near this city. The funeral, which took place at noon in the Senate chamber, was an imposing affair,' having been attended by all the cab inet, the supreme court, the public functionaries, and such members of Congress as were in the city. The oration was delivered by Rev. Dr. Newman, of the Northern Methodist Chureh, and was altogether the most fulsome address to which I ever lis tened. As printed it falls short of what it was as actually delivered, In fact, a good many points were j W. M. Eprgan, of Durham ; Mr. omitted out of abundant; caution.; i iNqrman lIcLbud and Misses Mc The friends of General Logan were; j Ioud, of Jvsheville ; Messrs. Charles wiser than his eulogist. - ; N. and Tljbmas Vance. The New Year's receptions at the ; Postmasters recently commissioned: White House, and the residences of members of the cabinet, were well attended, notwithstandingthe weath-: er was simply horrible. The whole earth was covered with a deep slush of snow and ice. The President, who had for weeks been suffering agonies from rheumatism,; stood for hours, receiving eight or ten thou sand people in all, and never once sitting down, or even leaning upon a cane. Mrs. Cleveland again won all hearts be her simple graciousness and superb beauty. The number of Congressmen present was smaller than usual. The Congress, refreshed by its Christmas recess, resumed its labors yesterday. But as the announce ment of General Logan's death was made soon after convening"; no busi ness of importance was done in the House, and nothing whatever was AND UNARMED BY GAIN ! $1.50 PER ANNUM. . ! attempted in the Senate. To-day tHe Senatf discussed the Inter-State C6mmerc bill after 2 o'clock. The House passed two of the annual ap propriation bills and began the dis cussion :ujbn the Naval Construction biill a good day's work. li'I have Endeavored to ascertain the status of revenue measures. Noth ing very definite can be written. There is a report that on the first Mkmday ih February, being suspen sion day; Mr. Morrison will bring up a measurq to test the sense of the House onfa particular feature of the tariff. He will ask for a reduction of the sugar dutv to the extent of twentv-fivii per cent. Mr. McMillan, - e 'n xi 1 iL. of Tennessee, another member of the 1. ' ' ays and! Means Committee, thinks that nothing will be reported, and nothing dime, at this session to re duce the tariff. But he is of opinion that soiiiching ought to be done speedily, jjnd he gives some facts as reasons, ijle says that ex-Governor Browno Tennessee, largely inter ested iiv'-rjjilway business, sold worn mit rails for fifty cents more in the ton than the new cost him in Eng land. But Mr. McMillan states that tli.- iron question, thanks to south ern encrgfiand the immense resources j of Tennessee, Alabama and other I States, -is;! rapidly settling itself, j Yfhen iroia rails can be made for 810 j ajton, aiiii steel rails (or S1G, no pro i taction isaieeded. and this is what tlje Chattnooa orks are able to: do. Thisj fact is significant. Mr. .McMillaniis a llow tariff man. 'The Refmblicansare badly divided ofi the tar3lV question ; that, is, upon tlie propriety of presenting a proso sijtion of their own. Hiscock and Img favff action. Reed and others, pt-rhaps tfe majority, oppose taking ariy stop. Recl, who is tlie Kepub lipan leader in the House, said to day in a group of , bis party asso ciates, tht it was all foolishness to tiil k about a bill to adjust the tariff to be presented by the Republicans. He . declared that the Democrats should ))left to deal with the ques tion as they find themselves able, ahd satirically called attention to djssentibfe in that party. It was sfated tljis morning, in different quarters, ihat the looked-for Repub lican bill would be introduced by smebodt next Monday, and that it would embrace these provisions : Twenty; fler cent, off sugar, abolition of tobae'e tax, 'free alcohol used in the mechanic arts- Later in the day plearnediithat the leading Republi can uponthe Ways and Means Com mittee had declared his ignorance of any suchineasure being prepared, i -The movers, in the reform of the internal Revenue have as yet come to no deinhe conclusion. As many lrjembefs were absent vesterdav. j nothing. 5f important could be done, ahd I do not learn of any meeting I t()-day of the two committees recently I appointed. Mr. Henderson says ! that it isiprobable that the proposi- tion to reduce the fruit brandy tax, j or possibly to abolish it, may pass the House, but is not disposed to i think thht that, or any other similar I measure jSy ill pass the Senate. I t Something has been said about j Mr. S. S.'fjCox .undertaking, when he i i? placed; on the Ways and Means i Committee, vice Hewitt resigned, to j chnfer action at this session upon i the tarifff;question. It is not at all ! likely that he can do what many " others 01 that committee, older in ' service, 'liive failed in doing, j t lion. Geo. E. Badger was a regent I of the Saiithsonian Institute from 1850 to l.N)-'. In Prof Baird's re port for is j,he years ISSo- of), just issued, lo mentions Mr. Badger's riame ahjqng the names of those re gents whjpse portraits have not been secured for preservation. .! Later' wiis afternoon the Speaker had read! from the clerk's desk, a communication which surprised the House. I fit was the resignation of Represeiitktive James W. Reid, of the oth listriet of North Carolina, f Mr. F.jCi. Cline, of Hickory, was here a iy or two since. His pur pose wat ;to effect the removal of Postmaster Beard, the 'Republican jncumbept, and I hear that he was sanguincidf success. . The copdition of Mr. Thomas R. Ransom isi much improved. I le has grown belter steadily for three days. His disease is not typhoid pneu monia, a first reported, but typhoid fever. Dirs. Ghee, of North Carolina, and Garrjott anil Walsh, of Wash ington, are in attendance upon him. If no reliCpse occurs he will be well in two -or? three weeks. The President has nominated as Postmaster; at Shelby, Mr. Benjamin ' .Logahf,:' i Mrs. Jdhnston returned yesterday with her husband, the Representa tive. i' i Amonj recent visitois were Dis trict Attorney Busbee, of Raleigh, j Col Paul Means, of Concord, Mr. Joanna NiiCox, Busick : Charles M Garrett. Giitaloochee ; Joseph Wash burn. Aritro; JoTin A. Thompson, Blackmerj Ebin X. Ingram, Dudo ; Jones A. Morrison, Edna; Jones P. LScott. GreVn level : Herbert G. Wil- liams, Ljmay ; Thomas J. Payne, PerPimmrfh Creek ; h,lisha ti. Jovner, Sti John ;jDavid F. Lindsay, Beth any ; Felix M. McRay, Norval. CroomStp Columbus county, has been, discontinued as a postoffice; mail to fafr Bluft Warlick'. Burke county, changed to Warlicjfs Mills. Hookerj Alleghany county, and Rober, TninsylTania county, have been discontinued as postoffices, and mails ordered to Cherry Lane and Cherryfield respectively. I A new postoffice has been estab lished !at Juafiita, Surry county, ; Jackson Ltw, postmaster. f 1 ! OUU EUROPEAN ,ETTER. In the Land of the Two-Tailed Lion. The British lion is a noble beast ; the two-winged one of Venice is re? markable ; but the proud distinction of having two tails to wag is left for the heraldic lion of Bohemia. Southeastern Saxony is, for the greater part, a very uninteresting conntrv bristlinc with stnbbv dark green pines, and varied wi'th the j most monotonous system of undula tions it has everbten my misfortune to see. Nothing deserving the name of hill or mountain greeted my eyes between Dresden and Bischofswerda, as I tried to peer through the mois ture that trickled down the windows of my compartment. Outside rain, rain, rain ! European rain, and plenty of it. Not a pouring, dashing rain such as we have in America, but one of the permeating sort that I seems to come as much up as down Having no companion in my com partment I tried to imagine that I wasn't bored. I pulled out the slid ing seats and made a comfortable red velvet lounge, on which I stretched myself lazily, puffing up intertwining rings of tobacco smoke the essence of real North Carolina gold leaf and enframing in them I the faces of far off friends. j At Bischofswerda a delay of half an hour gave me an opportunity to i dispose of a goodly portion of a fat ; Saxon goose and a glass of Pilsner , beer. Pilsner beer is a Bohemian j drink about the color of olive oil and verA- little stronger than the natural '. water of the country. j About two hours and a half from 1 Bischofswerda all distances are measured in time here instead of in j miles we arrived at Zittase, a pretty j frontier town of Saxony. This is a ! nice, clean little city of twonty-five j thousand inhabitants, with an im- j mense church and a fine new town ; house. At the depot is also a custom ; house where the officials of the two 1 Empires attend to their duties in a ! most sympathetic manner. ' j When 1 alighted from, the train a j corpulent old party in a uniform so ! gaudy that the Emperor himself j could not have looked more impos- j ing, cast a suspicious eye on my j valise and invicted me to go to the inspection room with him. I sized j him up at once as the collector of j the port and went. Finding only a J pair of trousers, some linen, -a couple ; of letters and a tooth brush in the va- j lise, the old fellow seemed disap- j pointed ; and wished me to pass on. j So leaving the bag in his charge I ! walked out to see the town. When j ! I returned I told the "Collector of j the Port" to take my bag to the train, which he did very gracefully ac cepting a fee of twenty-five cents for the service, from which I drew the astonishing conclusion that even a custom house official caae reached. At nine o'clock with a mighty j jingling of bells the train stopped in the depot of Reichenberg, the second city of Bohemia, and on the platform I found my friend, the American Consul, awaiting me. Together we hurried through the rain to a coupe which was awaiting us, and drove to a hotel, in search of a little supper. Pleasant reminiscences of home and of life on the briny deep added to the zest of our appetites, and we sought my friend's apartment in the best of humors, notwithstanding the dismal weather. Here we were most hospitably received by Mrs. Hawes and the children, who were more than glad to see once more a familiar face. Reichenberg is a beautiful little city of between twenty and thirty thousand inhabitants, and is situated in the Northeastern part of Bohemia. Its houses are well built of stone and its architecture is quaint and beauti ful, as a whole. Ye,t as there are no Americans or English in the place, my friend and his wife find life a trifle dull and monotonous. How ever, as they are both young ami fond of each other, it isn't half bad after all. The next day was Thanksgiving day and it was for the Thanksgiving dinner that I had made it convenient to make my visit at this time. And such a Thanksgiving dinner! It was hard to realize that we were not in America again. Turkey and lots of good things ! Old friends about the table enough to counterbalance the two strangers who had been in vited to join our circle. Pleasant conversation and merry stories ! The proud satisfaction of knowing that the good old Hag was flying from the roof above our heads! Oh, we were thankful. Then, up rose the old baron, one of our guests, and proposed a toast to the single-headed American, and the double-headed Austrian eagles; j and we all applauded. Taken all in all, I never enjoyed a lhanksgivmg dinner more than this one among the Bohemian hills. That evening we were the guests of Mr. Hermann, a rich banker, who is also the United States Vice-Consul. The first part of the evening was very agreeabl- spent at the theater, where we occupied a lxx, and tried to keep awake during a rather pro longed performance. The Reichen- berg theater is a little gem. It is built of white stone, and in archi- tecture Closely resembles the great theater at Leipzig. On top of it are colossal statues of bronze which add greatly to the appearance of the structure. The 6tage settings are well nigh perfect, and the arrange ment of the auditorium is very much like that of the world-renowned Dresden theater, of which I will speak next week. But the pleasantest holidays must end ; and so it was that that evening my good friend and his wife walked with me up and down the platform at the station, awaiting the departure of the train to Dresden. 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D., who ; is more than S4 years old, has en i gaged to preach for the year 1SS? to the Baptist church at Colchester. Lord Lonsdowne, Governor-Gen-i eral of Canada, has been tendered I position in the English cabinet,' by 1 Lord Salisbury. His excellency ha j not yet decided to awept. ': Madame de Roys, a fashionable beautv of Paris, committed suicide bv jumping out of her window. Grief and excitement, incident to the death of her husband, was the cause. Eugene Hale has been nominated by the Republican caucus of the Maine Legislature, for I'nited States Senator; and M. S. Ruby for the same position by the Republicansof Pennsylvania. The senatorial contest in California is attracting almost as much atten tion as the New York fight. There is a combination against Hearst, and it is said unless he spends about S.JiH,(KH he will be defeated. -Major C. M. Watkins, the leading lawyer of Laredo, Texas,, died last week. During the late civil war Major Watkins was a member of (len. J. Bankliead Magruder's staff, and tqok a distinguished part in the battle of Galveston on January 1st, 1 S:i, when the Harriet Lane wan captured. Gladstone is. indeed, a grand old man. As the World says, what a les son to the ordinary politician is his noble declaration that, however much John Bright may Oppose him ' now, he remembers only his " kind and loyal aid" hi the past, and re fuses "to write or speak one won! that would possibly give him pain." Mr. George W. Childs, of the Phil adelphia Arf-'''T, slipped and fell on an icy sidewalk, with such force as to render him unconscious. Fortu nately," no bones were broken, and there is no sign of serious injury. The accident caused his friends to besiege his house with anxious en quiries He is Cidled the Philadelphia-philanthropist. lhe New lork senatorial contest is waxing hotter and hotter, and it is now suggested that probably Mr.. Conkling can be induced to go into politics again, and carry off the prize for which Miller and Morton are fighting. Roscoe Conkling is a bril liant man, and if he again enters the political arena, may stand a chance for the Presidency in 1SS8. Joseph S. Mitchell, an old and res pected citzen of White Plains, Conn., died suddenly while sitting in his chair, last week, from- heart disease. He was in the seventieth year of hi age. He was appointed a deputy collector of internal revenue b Pres ident Lincoln, and continued in that office until it was consolidated, when he had to retire. He was the son of Minott Mitchell and was born at New Canaan, Conn. A New York letter states that E. L. Andrews, the attorney of New York city, has written to Secretary Lamar suggesting that the United States is in a position to sue several States which- have Repudiated their bonded indebtedness.. A State can not be sued, but Mr. Andrews claims that the I'nited States can sue the general States in default and estab lish the validity of the "bonds. Sec retary Lamar, it is said, has referred the question to Attorney General Garland. The editor of The? Plant expresses no opinion -on this subject until next week. Mr. Cleveland, Democratic candi date for Governor of Connecticut, was' not elected, although he received more votes than any of his,oppo nents. The Connecticut law requires a majority of all the votes cast, and when a majority is not received the legislature elects the Governor, and as the Legislature of Connecticut is Republican, Mr. Cleveland's oppo " nent is Governor ot C onnecticut. j ( ;oV,.rnor Imnsburv inauguration passed off without a hitch. After all the predictions of the past few months, that there would be a com bined movement todefeathim,he re ceived a majority of ''.), having lo.'J lallots to 114 cast for Mr. Cleveland, the Democratic candidate. He not only got the whole Republican vote of the legislature, which is 151, but received the ballots of two Indepen dents. Thf re were five absentees, all Democrat!. , We are leginning to catch a glimpse of the latest society grotesque. The dude is out of date, except on the stage. But in his place has come another. I call him the butterfly, and there are one or two in town. The dude was insane and peculiar, but be was also subdued i i - . j i 'ri i lie uui- j terfly isn't He's loud of dress and chipper of demeanor, and aims at an all round and general gorgeous ness. Of course, he's an excrescence. But he is more human and contem poraneous than his vacant and in sane predecessor, reflecting as he does the extreme end of very voluble and very rapid young America. He is as noisy as a toy terrier, cost more and is as useless and chatters as much as a pet monkey. Th creature's too volatile to stay. But as a thing of the moment he's a suc cess. He's a reform on. the dude, and, as reforms usually ate, very radical ! 1 .;:" : i - ' i " " -
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