THE f JTTI.R BE.ACK-KTEO BKBEL. BT WIU CABMBOK. ̂W Into the city, his wagon loaded dow* . î Wfej-ood to feed the people of theBrittah-governea Ab<j fSTlikle black-eyed rebel, so cunning wd so W * VtaJ&ia* tor hto coining fromtheoornerof her ̂ face lortrM i»ad and honeat, Ma hands wew ̂«JX£ he'̂ ro^pon him «•» homespun. V-» ̂ .'̂ .fi.rw^watohed him, who long ttew TEDT IJSF * DU!FTW*»«»"<*• * &ER ^YE. . •We dM« to the maAet, he waited in the line- apples and potatoes were fresh and fair and mm I.M« »UD I«A« U ^ITBD, «Ed a- ««- TO GSVE I£F little black^EYEFT rebel, witching from the earner of her eye. mwam who will bny myapplest" he shouted, long 4km « f̂tv,°^anta my potatoes f fee repeated to the jw fr^Tan the people round him came no word of Sh ̂black-eyed rebel, answering from the cor ner of her eye. Ste *« i.uow that 'ntfath the lining of the coat he Vnai* letters from the husbands and the fathers ww f̂ightiaf? for the freedom that tney meant, t o g a i n o r d i e ; . . . . . . m tear iike silver glistened In the corner of her eye. •Ml fee treasures--how to get them? crept the' ques tion through her mind, • ft*-"* irr>on enemies were watching for what prises fcey might find; . ... . .. f-j rite paused a while and ponaered, with a ptetty little sigh; . Ybn resolve crept through her features, and a •brewdness fired her eye. mm ttf- resolutely walked up to the wagon old and * I have a dosen apples for a kiss 7" die sweetly MID I *mM the brown face Unshed to scarlet, for the boy was somewhat shy, ^ • . jaj kj- gaw her laughing at him from toe corner of her eye, •lit may havethem aQ for nothing, and more, if •»£» <̂ta âtt»em,U ̂good fellow, but can pay for them," said she; ini *e clambered on tbe wagon, minding not who •*?? were by, „ . VBk a laugh of reckless romping In the oora«r of her eye. » round his brawny neck, she clasped her fingers white and EMAIL. then whispered "Quick! the letters! thrust tbem underneath my shawl! back **ain this package, and be sore that yon are spry!" che sweetly smiled upon him from tae corner of her eye. the motley crowd were laughing at the strange, uogirlish freak, the boy was scared and panting, and so dashed he could not speak; Miss, I have good apples," a bolder lad did ORY; tahe answered, " No, I thank you," from the cor ner of her eye. Oie news of loved ones absent to the dear frienfld they would greet, ~ ing tbem who hungered for them, swift she glided through the street. "•There is nothing worth the doing that it does npt pay to try," IhMgftt the little black-eyed rebel, with a twinkle in her eye. Hirr--' Magazine for June. LORD CAXEI'FOKD>S BODY. A New Story by diaries Heade. To those who take their ideas of char acter from fiction alone such a sketch as this must seem incredible; for fiction is forced to suppress many of the anoma lies that nature presents. David was EVEN more unlike David than Camelford VARIED from Camelford, and the chival rous Joafa, who dashed, with his life in bis hand, into the camp of the Philis tines, to get hie parched general and long a cup of water, afterward assassi nated a brother soldier in a way so base and dastardly as merited the gibbet, and the lash, to boot. Imagine a fellow hang ing in chains by the roadside, with the Victoria cross upon his bosom, both cross and gibbet justly earned ! Such a man was, in Ms day, the son of Zeruiah. But were fiction to present such bold anomalies they would be dubbed incon sistencies, and Horace would fly out of Jlift grave at our throats, crying, v amphora coepit In stitai, curret te rota cur urceos •exit T ' TFC% all the more proper that the MIXED 'characters of history should be impressed oa the mind, lest in *bur estimate of man kind men's inconsistencies should be for- GATTEN. and puzzle us beyond measure - - ••A. GJP RL^--- FV..:Y 1; m*. " "* " • . Locd Gesjjaelford WENT toschool first at Heme in SWITZERLAND, and pawed FOR a thoughtfill boy; thence to Charterhouse. He took a fancy to the sea, and WAS in ford, though only a lienenant, soon got a command. How it so happened that, on a certain day at the end of the yew: 1797 or beginning of 1798, his sloop, the Favorite, and a large Vessel, the Per- drix, Captain Fahie, were both lying in English harbor, Antigua, Fahie was away at St. Kitts, and Peterson, First Lientenant, was M charge of the Per drix. Lord Camelford issued an order, which Peterson refused to obey, because it affected his vessel, and tie represented Fahie, who was Comelford'S senior. There were high words, and threats of arrest on Camelford's part; and twelve of Peterson's crew came up armed. It is not quite clear whether Peterson sent ftnr them: but he certainly drew them up in line, and bared his own cutlass. Camelford immediately drew out his own marines and ranged them in line oppo site Peterson's men. He then came up to Peterson, with a pistol, AND^ said, " Lieutenant Peterson, do you still per sist in not obeying my orders ?" "Yes, my Lord," said Peterson, "I do persist. Thereupon Camelford put his pistol to Peterson's very breast and shot him dead on the spot. He fell backward and never spoke nor moved.. ^ Upon this bloody deed the men retired to their respective ships, and Camelford surrendered to Oapt. Matson, of the Beaver sloop, who put him under parole arrest. He lost little by tfcat, FOR the populace of St. John's wanted to tear Mm to pieces. A coroner's jury was summoned, and gave a cavalier ver dict that Peterson "lost his life in a mutiny," the vagueness of which makes it rather suspicious. Camelford was then taken in the Beaver sloop to Martin que, and a court-martial sat on him, by order of Rear-Admiral Hervey. The court was composed of the five captains upon that station, viz., Caleys Brown, Ekers, Burney, and Mam waring, and the judgment, was delivered in these terms after die usual prelimi nary phrases : " The court are unani mously of opinion that the very extra ordinary ana manifest disobedience of Lieut. Peterson to the lawful commands of Lord Camelford, the senior officer at English harbor, and his arming the ship's company, were acts of mutiny highly injurious to his Majesty's service ; the court do therefore unanimously ad judge that Lord Camelford be honorably acquitted." Such was the judgment of sailors fit ting in a secret tribunal* But I think a judge and a jury sitting under the pub lic eye and sitting next day in the news papers would have decided somewhat differently. Camelford may or may not have been the senior officer in the harbor * Peter son, in what pertained to the Perdrix, was Fahie, and Fahie was not only Camelford's senior, but his superior in every way, being a post-captain. •* Lieutenant" is a French word, with a clear meaning, which did not apply to Camelford, but did to Peterson ; lieu tenant, or locum tenena. I think, there fore, Peterson had a clear right to resist in all that touched the Perdrix ; and that Camelford would never have ventured to bring liim to a court-martial fqr mere disobedience of his order. In the court- martial Camelford is 'ailed A command er ; but that is a term of courtesy, and its use, under the peculiar circumstances, seems to indicate a bias ; he had only a lieutenant's grade, and in that grade was Peterson's junior. Much turns, however, on the measure and manner even of a just resistance, and here Peterson was prima facie to blame. But suppose Camelford had threatened violence! The thing looks LIKFI an armed defense, not a meditated attack. For the lieutenant in command of the Favorite to put a pistol to the lieutenant in charge of the Perdrix and slaughter him like a dog, when the mat ter co old nave been referred on the spot by these two lieutenants to their un doubted superiors, was surely a most rash and bloody deed. Indeed opinion in the navy itself negatived the judgment of the oourt-martiaL So many officers WHO respected discipline looked so coldly on this one-sided disciplinarian, Camel ford, that he resigned his ship and re tired from the service soon after. ~vEE CAPEI""TOC CP " IT was his good YLESEUIO to cut a rusty figure in his Majesty's service. He would not wear AB-S epauieiis of a com mander, but went about in an old lieu tenant's coat, the buttons of which, ac- <ctuiged in it; at fourteen vears old he CORDING to one of his biographers, ; _ _ , c » -j« (I «nAwn na wifn vAVrlirrvia oa rna ITEUT out as miasmpinan in the Oruaroian frigate, bound for Botany bay with stores. She met with disasters, and her condition was so desperate that the (Riou) permitted the ship's com- pauy to take to the boats. He himself, however, with a fortitude and pride Brit ish commanders have often shown in the face of death, refused to leave the ship. Thrf«. Oandlord and ninety more gal- Smat spirits stood by him, to share his tSate. However they got the wreck--for «ndh she m deseribed-̂ -by a miracle, to the Oape, waA Camelford went home ina JPGFFIKRFR . flfeet years 1791,-h© sailed with VAN COUVER in the Discovery,, But, on this VA^mge, he showed insubordination, and VaacouYer was obliged to subject him to dBtodLpiuae. He got transferred to the Beaistance, then cruising in the Indian mm, and remained at sea until 1796, his father died, and he returned home, to take his estates and title. Though years had elapsed, he could forgive Captain Vaacouver, but sent him a challenge. Vancouver' was then •Mired, and in poor health. The old captain appealed to the young masi'S MASON, ad urged the necessity of dis cipline on board a ship of war, but of fered to submit the case to any flag officer in the navy, and said that if the eree should decide this to be a ques tion of honor , he would. resign his own -opinion and go out with Lieutenant 'Camelford. Camelford, it is to be feared, thought no saae officer ^OULD allow a duel on I--I ll ground*, for he did not accept the PROPOSAL but waited his opportunity, -and meeting Vancouver in Bond street, insulted him AND tried to strike him. e mortification and humiliation of this fcrage preyed upon Vancouver's heart, I shortened the life of a deserving oer and very distinguished navigator. iiitUe more than a year after this Gatfnelford took a very different view of JFA5PLINE$ and a more sanguinary one. biere was one key to these discord- tmk views, his own egotism. Peers of the realm rose fMt in the ^ SERVICE AT that date, and Camel- " were as green with verdigris as the ship's bottom." He was a tartar, but at tentive to the comforts of the men and very humane to the sick, He studied hard in two kinds, mathematical scienco and theology : the first was to make HIM a good captain, the second to enable him to puzzle the chaplains, who in that day were not so versed in controversy as the Jesuit fathers. Returning home with Peterson's blood on his hands, he seems to have burned to recover Ms own esteem by some act of higher courage than snooting a brother officer a ' bout portant, and he hit upon an enterprise that certainly would not have occurred to a coward. He settled to invade France single- handed and shoot some of her rulers, pour encourayer le% autre*. He went to Dover and hired a boat. He was sly enough to say at first he was bound for Deal; but after a bit, says our adven turer, in tones appropriately light and cheerful, " Well, no; on second thoughts, let us go to Calais; I have some watches and muslins I can sell there. Going to France in that light and cheerful way, was dancing to the gallows; so Adams, the skipper of the boat, agreed to go with Mm for £10, and went directly to the authorities. They concluded the strange gentleman was going to deliver up the island to France ; so they let HIM get into the boat and then arrested him. They searched him, and found HIM armed with a brace of pistols, a daggers and a letter of intro duction in French. They sent him up to the privy council, and France escaped invasion that bout. At that time, as I have hinted, it was capital crime to go to France from England. So the gallows yearned for Camelford. But the potent, grave and reverend seniors of his Majesty's Coun cil examined him, and advised the King to pardon him under the Royal Seal; they pronounced that " his only motive had been to render a service to his coun try." This was strictly true, for who ever fattens oa the plans of France with a pestilent English citizen, or consigns him to a French dungeon for life, con fers a benefit on England, and this bene fit Camelford did his best to bestow on his island home. It was his obstructors who should have been hanged. His well-meant endeavor reminds one of the convicts' verses bound for Botany bay : True patriots we, for be it understood We left our country for out country's good. The nation that had retained him against his will now began to suffer for its folly by his habitual breaohes of the public peace. After endless skirmishes with the con-, stables my lord went into Drury Lane theater, drunk, with others of the same kidney, broke the windows in the boxes and the chandeliers, and Mr. Humph ries' head. Humphries had him before a magistrate. Ctuueiford lied, but was not believed ; and then dragged the magistrate to ask Mr. Humphries if he would accept an apology ; but word- ointment was not the balm for Humph ries, who had been twice knocked down the steps into the hall, and got his eye nearly beaten out of his head. He pre pared an indictment, but afterward changed his tacties judiciously, and sued the offender for damages. The jury, less pliable than captains in a se cret tribunal, gave Humphries a verdict and £500 damages. After this, Camelford's principal ex ploits appear to have been fights with the constables, engaged in out of sport, but Conducted with great spirit by both parties, and without a grain of perma nent ill-will on either side. He invaria bly rewarded their valor with gold when they succeeded in capturing Mm. When they had got him prisoner, he would give the constable of the night a hand some bribe to resign Ms place to him. THUS promoted, he rose to a certain sense of duty, and would admonish the delinquents with great good sense and even eloquence, but spoiled all by dis charging them. Such was Ms night work. In the daytime he was often sur prised into acts of unintentional charity and even of tender-heartedness. HIS NAME A TERROR TO FOPS. He used to go to a coffee-house in Conduit street, shabbily dressed, to read the paper. One day a dashing beau came into his box, flung himself down on the opposite seat, and called out in a most consequential tone, " Waitaa, bring a couple of wax can dles and a pint of Madeira, and put them in the next box." En attendant he drew Lord Camelford's candle toward him and began to read. Camel ford looked at him, but said nothing. The buck's candles and Madeira were brought, and he lounged into his box to enjoy them. Then Camelford mimicked his tone, and cried out, " Waitaa, bring me a pair of snuffaa." He took the snuffers, walked leisurely round into the beau's box, snuffed out both the can dles, and retired gravely to his own seat. The buck began to bluster, and demanded his name of the waiter. "LordCamelford, sir." "Lord Camelford! What have I to pay ? " He laid down his score and stole away without tasting his Madeira. HIS PXJTTCK. , When peace was proclaimed the suf fering nation rejoiced. Not so our pug nacious peer. He mourned alone, or rather cursed, for he was not one of the sighing sort. London illuminated, Camelford's windows shone dark as pitch. This the London citizen always bitterly resents. A mob collected and broke his windows. His first impulse was to come out with a pistol and shoot all he could; but, luckily, he exchanged the firearms for a formidable bludgeon. With this my lord sailed out, single- handed, and broke several heads in a singularly brief period. But the mob had cudgels, too, and belabored him thoroughly, knocked him down, and rolled him so diligently in the kennel, while hammering him, that, at the end of the business, he was just & case of mud with sore bones. All this punish ment he received without A single howl; and it is believed would have taken his death in the same spirit; so that we might almost say of him, He tcok a thousand mortal wounds As mute as fox 'midst mangling hounds. The next night his windows were just as dark, but he had filled his house with boarders, as he called them, viz., armed sailors, »*>d LUID the mob attacked. Mm again there would have been much bloodshed, followed by a less tumultu ous, but wholesale, hanging day. But the mob were content with having thrashed him once, and seem to have thuaglii he had bought a right to his opinions. At all events they conceded the point, and the resolute devil was al lowed to darken his house and rebuke " the weakness of the people " in com ing to terms with Bony. THE FITOHja* GOES ONCK TOO OFTEN TO THE WKIiIi. Camelford had a male friend, a Mr. Best, and, unfortunately, a female friend, who had once lived with this very Best. This Mrs. Simmons told Camelford that Best had spoken dis paragingly of him. Camelford believed net and took fire. He met Best at a coffee-house and walked up to him and said, in a loud, aggressive way, before several persons, " I find, sir, you have spoken of me in the most unwarrantable terms." Mr. Best replied, with great moderation, that he was quite imcon scious of having deserved such a charge. "ISIo, sir," says Camelford; "yon know very well what you said OF me to Mrs. Simmons. You are a scoundrel, a liar, and a ruffian!" In those days such words as these could only be wiped out with blood, and the seconds were at once appointed. Both gentlemen remained at the cof fee-house some time, and during that time Mr. Best made a creditable effort; he sent Lord Camelford a solemn assur ance he had been deceived, and said that under those circumstances he would be satisfied if his lordship would with draw the expressions he had uttered in error. But Camelford absolutely re fused, and then Best left the house in considerable agitation and sent his lord ship a note. The people of the house justly suspected this was a challenge, and gave information to the police; but they were dilatory, and took no steps until it was too late. Next morning, early, the combatants met at a coffee-house in Oxford street, and Best made an unusual indeed a touching attempt to compose the differ ence. " Camelford," he said, " we have been friends, and I know the unsuspect ing generosity of your nature. "Upon my honor you have been imposed upon by a strumpet. Do not insist on expres sions under which one of us must fall." Camelford, as it afterward appeared, was by no means unmoved by this ap peal. But he answered, doggedly, " Best, this is child's play; the thing must go on." The truth is, Best had the reputation of being a fatal shot, and this steeled Camelford ̂ pride and cour age against all overtures. The duel was in A meadow behind Holland House. The seconds placed the men at thirtv-nine yards, and this seems to imply they were disposed to avoid a fatal termination if possible. Camelford fired first, and missed; Best hesitated, and some think he even then asked Camelford to retract. This, however, is not certain. He fired, and JLiord uameiford fell at his lull LENGTH, like a man who was never to stand again. They all ran to him ; and it is said he gave Best his hand, and said, " Best, I am a dead man. You have killed me ; but I freely forgive you," This may very well be true, for it cer tainly accords with words he had already placed on paper the day before, and also with words he undoubtedly uttered in the presence of several witnesses soon afte*. Mr. Best and his second made off to provide for their safety; one of Lord Holland's gardeners called out to some men to stop them, bnt the wounded man rebuked him, and said he would not have them stopped--he was the ag gressor ; he forgave the gentleman who had shot him, and hoped God would for give him, too. He was carried home, his clothes were cut off him, and the surgeon at once pro nounced the wound mortal : the bullet WHS uurietl ill M» UOUY, AU4 TU6 LOWER limb quite paralyzed py its action. It was discovered after his death, embed ded in his spinal marrow, having tra versed the lungs. He suffered great agonies that day, but obtained some sleep In the night. He spoke often and with great contrition of his past life, and relied on the mercy of his Re deemer. Besides the dtiel he bad done A just and worthy act. He had provided for the safety of Mr. Best, by adding to Ins will » positive statement that he was the aggressor in every sense : " Should I therefore lose my fife in a contest of my own seeking I solemnly forbid any of my friends or relations to proceed against my antagonist." He added that if the law should, nevertheless, be put in force he hoped this part of his will would be laid before the King. I have, also, private information, on which I think I can rely, that, when he found he was to die, he actually wrote to the King, with his own hand, En treating him not to let Best be brought into trouble. And, if we consider that, as death draws near, the best of men generally fall into a mere brutish apathy--what ever you may read to the contrary in tracts--methinks good men and woman may well yield a tear to this poor, fool ish, sinful, but heroic creature, who, in agonies of pain and the jaws of death, could yet be so earnest in his anxiety that no injustice should be done to the man who had laid him low; This stamps Camelford A man. The best wo man who ever breathed was hardly capa ble of it. She would forgive her enemy; but she could not trouble herself, and worry herself, and provide, moribunda, against injustice being done to that en emy ; e'etait male. I come now to the particulars which HAVE caused me to revive the memory of Thomas Pitt, Lord Camelford, and I divide these particulars into public and private information. THE PUBLIC INFORMATION. The day before his death Lord Camel ford wrote a codicil to his will, which, like his whole character, merits study. He requested his relations not to wear mourning for him, and he gave particu lar instructions as to the disposal of his remains in their last resting place. In this remarkable document he said that most persons are strongly attached to their native place, and would have their remains conveyed home even from a great distance. His desire, however was the reverse; he wished his body to be conveyed to a country far distant, to a spot not, near the haunts of men, but where the swo'andiiig ŝcefiG-ry;*' night smile upon bis remains." "-; He then went into details. The place was by the Lake of St. Pierre, in the Canton Berne, Switzerland. The par ticular spot had three trees standing on it. He desired the center tree to be taken up and his body deposited in the cavity, and no stone nor monument to mark the place. He gave a reason for the selection, in spite of A standing cau tion not to give reasons. " At the foot of that tree," said he, " I formerly passed many hours in solitude, contem plating the mutability of human affairs." He left the proprietors and ground £1,000 by way of compensation. COMMENT ON THE PUBLIC INFORMATION. Considering his penitent frame of mind, his request to his relations not to g© into mourning for him may be as signed to humility and the sense that he was no great loss to them. But, as-to the details of his interment, I feel sure he mistook his own mind, and was in reality imitating the very persons he thought he differed from. I read him thus by the light of observa tion. Here was a man whose life had been a storm. At its close he looked BACK over the dark waves, and saw the placed waters his youthful bark had floated in before he dashed into the surf. Eccentric in form, it was not eccentric at bottom, this wish to lay his shattered body beneath the tree, where he had sat so often an innocent child, little dream ing then that he should ever kill poor Peterson with a pistol, and be killed with a pistol himself in exact retribution. That, at eleven years of age he had medi tated under that tree on the mutability of human affairs is nonsense. Here is a natural anachronism and confusion of ideas. He was meditating on that sub ject as he lay a-dying ; but such were never yet the meditations of a child. The matter is far more simple than all this. He, who lay dying by a bloody death, remembered the green meadows, the blue lake, the peaoefel hours, the in nocent thoughts, and the sweet spot of nature that now seemed to him a temple. His wish to lie in that pure and peace ful iiome of his childhood was a natural instinct and a very common one. Critics have all observed it, and many a poet sung it, from Virgil to Scott, .OcOtdlt, et moriens dulces reminiscltur Argos. THE PRIVATE INFORMATION. In the year 1858 I did business with a firm of London solicitors, the senior partner of which had, in his youth, been in a house that acted for Lord Camel ford. It was this gentleman who told me Camelford really wrote a letter to the King in favor of Best. He told me, further, that preparations were actually made to carry out Camelford's wishes as to the disposal of his remains. He was embalmed and packed up for transpor tation. But, at that very nick of time, war was proclaimed again, and the body, which was then deposited, pro tempore, in St. Anne's Church, Soho, remained there, awaiting better times. The war lasted a long while, and, naturally enough, Camelford's body was iorguLieii. After Europe was settled it struck the solicitor in question that Camelford had never been shipped for Switzerland. He had the curiosity to go to St. Anne's church and inquire. He found the sex ton IH the church, as it happened, and asked him what had become of Lord Camelford. " Oh," said the sexton, in a very cava lier way, " here he is;" and showed him E thuig which he described to my friend McLeod as an enormously long fish bas ket, fit to pack a shark in. And this, McLeod assures me, was seven or eight years after Camelford's death. Unfortunately, McLeod coold not tell me whether his informant paid a second visit to the church, or what took place between 1815 and 1858. The deceased peer may be now lying peacefully in that sweet spot he selected and paid for. But I own to some mis- GIVING** on that HEAD. In things of rou tine, delay matters little; indeed, it is a part of the system; but, when an out-of- the-way thing is to be done, oh, then delay is dangerous, the zeal cools, the expense and trouble look bigger, the obligation to incur them seems fainter. The inertia of mediocrity flops like lead into the scale and turns it. Time is really edax rerum, and fruitful in de structive accidents. Rectors. are some- timess lawless, churchwardens deal with dustmen, and dead peers are dust. Even sextons are capable of making away with what nobody seems to value, or it would not lie years forgotten in a, corner. These thoughts prey upon my mind, and, as his life and character were re markable, and his death very noble and his instructions explicit, and the duty of performing them sacred, I have taken the best way I know to rouse inquiry and learn, if possible, what has become of Lord Camelford's body. QUATRAINS. MINI LEATES. Oot°b« turned my maple leaves to gel&t * . The most are gone now; here and th«f« 6n« lingers, Soon those will slip from out the twigs' weak hold, Ijike coins between a dying miser's flmjjere. JK . HUMAN IOKOKAMSS. -••-iii' • What mortal knows Wnene® comes the tint and odor of the TOM F u What probing deep • ml WW solved the mystery of sleep? PESSIMIST AND OPTIMIST. Xhis one sits shivering in fortune's smile. 'Taking his joy with bated, doubtful breath; This other, gnawed by hunger, all the while Laughs in the teeth of death. POET. He sings because he needs must staff. As birds do in the May. «"ot caring who'll be listening, Nor who may turn away. ,, ntosi 1UTEKR souadaa. I. No wonder Sajib wrote such verses, when He had the bill of nightingale for pen; Or that his lyrics were divine Whose only ink vras tears and wine. H. A poor dwarf's figure, looming through the dens* Mists of the mountain, seemed a shape Immense ; On seeing which, a giant, In dismay, Took to his heels and ran away. III. In youth my hair was black as night, ' My life as white as driven Bnow ;• As white RE snow my hair is now, And that is black which onoe was wfette.' MASKS. Black tragedy let* slip hor grim disguise, . And shows you laughing lips and roguish eyes Bat when, unmasked, w&y comedy appears., 'Tie ten to one you And the girl In tears. THE FABCE. In their dark house of cloud, The three weird sisters toil till time be nptd; One unwinds life; one ever weaves the shroud; O&e waits to Out tiic tlufiku. -- =2P. B. Aldrich, ir. Harper's Magazine for June* k Kentucky Hanging. An account of the hanging of a hus band and wife in Warsaw, Ky., by a mob, briefly reported by telegraph, is given by a correspondent of the Cincin nati Enquirer. Their names were French, and with them lived Luke Jones, an uncle, who contributed large ly to their support. His money being at length all spent, they desired to be rid of him. They put arsenic in his food; and he died in great agony, bis sufferings exciting the anger of the com munity toward his murderers, who were immediately put in jail. At night they were taken out by the masked men, car ried on horses to a secluded place, and hanged to a tree. The woman met death bravely, but the man begged piteously for mercy, and charged the crime upon her. "You lie,!'she retorted, "but it ain't worth while for us to .quarrel here. We'll settle it in helL" Fishing in Alaska. Gapt. J. W. White, of the revenne marine service, makes a favorable ire- port of Alaska, saying that vegetation is luxuriant, the Yucon river navigable for 1,400 miles, the seal fisheries practi cally inexhaustible, and the minerals enormously valuable. Incidentally he tells this story of fishing off Sitka: "I had a barrel of Puget Sound clams salt ed for me for bait. I took my lead line, as large as my thumb, attached five hooks above the lead, with a clam on each, and fastened to the davit. Soon the bites--one, two, three, often five-- were felt.' I threw tne line over the pul ley, and put four men to pull, and up would come two. three, and sometimes FIVE • eo<I, wc:"ghli% THIRTY tc'lor!"J POUND??'.' apiece. We had out about twenty lines, and cauarht 250 fish in two hours.5" tx,, Working Women in Sew York. Over 130,000women, says an exchange, are employed in various kinds of labor in New York city, and in general at very limited wages. Few can make more than $10 or $12 a week, and numbers are compelled to get along on as little as $4S while others can make no more than twenty-five cents a day. The women who worked for Stewart have been sup posed to be the best cared for in tne city, but this idea has since been dis covered to be fallacious, since fines for every trivial shortcoming materially re duced the earnings o* all Stewart's em ployes. The girls employed by the Harper's in their book publishing es tablishment are reported to be the best ?aid and best cared for of any in New ork. Worth a Hundred Millions. A New York correspondent of the Rochester Democrat and Chronicle puts Commodore Vanderbilt's wealth at $45,- 000,000. He is below the mark. Even in these days of depreciated values the old mftn holds securities worth million* more that. Uncle Daniel Drew, who knows whereof he speaks, puts the property of the Commodore at one hun dred millions ; but perhaps he gets it too high. Still, every one will allow that "Vanderbilt is by far the richest man in America, at least in immediately realiz able property.--New York Sun. High-Salaried Drummers. A traveling salesman of a St. Louis establishment has sued a hotel-keeper, a newspaper, and a railroad company for negligence in causing him to miss a train. The railroad company furnished an incorrect time-table, the newspaper printed it, and the hotel man failed to wake up his guest as directed. The St. Louis drummer asks $5,000 damages for one -day's delay, which exorbitant rates of payment, says the Chicago Tribune, "accounts for the poverty of St. Louis merchants and the gorgeous- ness of their employes." NORWICH, Conn., made preparations to set its tramps to work, but when the work was ready not a tramp could be found. Here's food for reflection. • $ Pith and Point. MANUAL labor--studying np Cushing. AN order-nary fellow--the free lunch fiend. A BOBTAIL flush--a crowded street oar. PAT as you go; and if you cannot pay" don't go. THE iron horse has bat one ear--the engineer. IF base-ball clubs have the " spirit of '76," let their scores be 7 to 6. WHEN you see a young goat asleep, can you call it a case of kid-napping ? THE lower down a man keeps the safer he iz, and when he gits six feet un der ground he iz perfekly safe. IGNORANT people think they are very wise when they ask questions that they kant answer themselves.--Josh Billing*. "ITS awl for the good of her sole" was what the cobbler told the police when he was arrested for pegging at his wife with a last. ONE of the saddest things to contem plate just now is the large number of persons in .this country who have no rel atives in Philadelphia. DID you ever notice that not one rich man in a hundred blackens the heels of his boots? He employs a servant or bootblack to do it for him. " THOU Hast Loved Me and Left Me, for 25 cents," is the latest case of heart less desertion, and may be seen in the window of a music-publisher. A JUBYMAN was asked if the judge had charged him- "Faith," said he, "the little fellow lectured us a good deal, but I don't think he means to charge for it." A IIITTLE boy, whose conduct made his mother say that she feared he did not pray, replied : " Yes I do ; I pray every night that God will make yoaand pa like my ways better." " I'VE had my say out, and I shall be THFL easier for it all my life. There's no pleasure in living, if you're to be corked up forever, and only dribble your mind out by the sly, like a ieaky barrel."--Geo. Elliot. A MAN who generally dees a putty good business--the glazier.--New Yorh Commercial Advertiser. Well, yes, he does have a good pane business.--Bos ton Advertiser. It is rather a light trade, though. -- Boston Commercial Bulletin. •• The- iniiiilcraice -hi penylo of Engl - land to education was painfull/ illus trated the other day in a Yorkshire vil lage. A lecturer" on the leeiee Islands offered to show the native maimer of ! preparing food if any lady present would end him a baby. Not one offered! A JEWELRY-HOUSE was burglarized in New York last month, and the result was that the concern was put into the hands of a receiver. It now turns out that he took what was left for his expenses. The creditors must think that " the re ceiver was worse than the thief " in this instance. " MADAM," said a doctor to a patient, recently, "when any thing is oared it's ended/' "I can tell you something that ain't ended when it's cured," said the little boy, who happened to hear the remark. "What is it?" asked the doc tor, smilingly. " A ham lw And he " send " out of the room. # " Ow's MOTHEB?" asked the Prince of Wales after he had kissed his wile and babies all round. "The hempress is well," replied Alexandra. "Hempress be 'anged," retorted the prince. " She ought to have knocked around Hindia as Bi ave, and then she might talk about be in' hempress," and he gave his head a contemptuous toss.--Chicago Times. UNSATISFIED. " Only a housemaid! " She looked from the "kitchen- Neat was the kitchen and tidy was Bhe; There at the window FT SEAMSTRESS sat Btichi&g { " Were I a seamstress how happy I'd be !" " Only a queen!" She looked over the waters- Fair was her kingdom and mighty was she; There sat an empress, with queens for her daugb | ters; Were I an empress, how happy I'd be!" Still the old frailty they all of them trip in-- Eve in her daughter* is ever the same ; Give her all Eden, she sighs for a pippin; Give her an empire, she pines for a name! Boston Advertiser. A Counterfeit John B. (tough. A fellow, billing himself in the towni and registering himself as John B. Gough, has been delivering temperance lectures in Northwestern Iowa. At first it was suspected that he was an impos tor, but when he told the Niagara storj and jumped up in the air, cracking hit heels together, and split his coat up th( back from the tails to the collar, the audience stood right up and said, " Thif is, of a verity, the great apostle of tern peraaoe."--Burlington Hawk-Eye. .jMk