INWSMM PMMMW;. MUL ILLINOIS. VU KKXT MAT DIES. Mem WM written by *n Srtglish service while on •.'•i Tii'im, Sii "Iik'ii the tte terrible wurk. The in- arijr the foreign residents, err dir by hundreds, when of the BQglluh army, without of a hope of ever seeing their er friends, formed a club and sought &vr N their' sorrows lathe wln^oup^aud > tolMMi was to divert their thoughts from l1fi#**3Stoaa<I Irrevocable fhtewSloh each , knew awaited him. The author of this powaiKn akao«ibefoM« the eofcoeaof,'Hur- V rail Iter the next that dies!" bad ceieMtore- • veiberate, and In less than a week ever/ mem- J lg tier of the club had crossed the "sable shore .-"J ; f1 We ftict 'neath the sounding rafter. And the walls around are bare. « gtoV. And t^iy ««ho our peals of foughtON^.*. ;:®It seem that the dead are there. [ Bat stand to your glasses stoady, | We drink to our comrade's eyes-* ttlflttt. Quaff a cup to the dead already, k And hurrah for the next that die#. , ; Not here in the goblets' glowinsr, s ¥ Not here in the vintage sweet: - • *Tis cold as our hearts are growing1. And dark as the doom we must Vr. '•»)• But Stand to your glasses steady, And Soon sh 11 our pulses rise: . _ A Cup to the dead already-- Hurrah! for the next that dies. > " Kot a sigh for the lot that darkles,; Not a fear for the friend that sinarsi We'll fall 'midst the wine-cup's spapppb 'i, rai-f-'- Wm As mute as the wine we drink. SO stand to your glasses steady 1 Tls thus that the respite buys; A oup to the dead already-- Hurrah! for the next that dies. •m ime We thought. we were wise then. , Ha! ha! let them think of the!r mothers Who expect to see them again. No! stand to your glasses steady. The thoughtless arc here the A cup to the dead already-- Hurrah! for the next that dies. There's many a hand that's shaking, _ ikT There's many a hand that's sunk! lut soon, tho" our hearts are breaf They burn with the wine we've * sk V' . . tU ' 'dtx.ijt •:%* t,*# y* --r i! t}*k lint T hT%i" So stand to your glasses steady! >• • 'Tto here the revival lies; • , A oup fer the dead already-- Hurrah > for the next that dies* Thefefe's m'st on the glass <Hjng t̂q|gpii> . Tls the hurricane's flery breath!' And thus does the warmth of feeli| Torn to ioe in the grasp of deatl Ho! stand to your glaasM steady - For a moment the vapor flies; , «• A cup to the dead already-- Hurrah! for the next that dies. Wh&dreads to the dust returning? Who shrinks from the sable sh ore? , Where the high and the haughty yearning Of the soul shall sting no more.*. •. • No! stand to your glasses steady 11 ; • The world is a wqrld of lies! | »i?f* A oup to the dead already-- [ " "* Hurrah for the next that dies. ' ' Cut off from the land that loves u4 > Betrayed by the land we find; f Where the brightest have gone before 1&, And the dullest are left behind, j ; • , ' fk» Stand to your glasses steady! Tis till we have left to priiet % **' *** t*u> already 1 hurrah! for the next that W&* r"' ' f' • K WAR STORY. IfifM BT JOAQUIN MILLER. 1 SfV'1' *Mfc*l«dfw»d gray, dAised dndindo- ^ laot, looking as if he had missed the .' train in the progress of his life, as if t^the mtldltad gone on and left him "» f hopelessly behind--no Christmas tnr- key for him this year; not for twenty „ ^ -?Xeampttt, I reckon--the old Confed erate soldier, who limped aboat awk- l«T' he W * lot of lead to car- ~ QMory tlie other day in If it is nntrne or him, not me; I only give it got it. General "Jeb" Stuart was " . (1^SlBging on to the federal flank. His f ,s' ;midnight tent was pitched on the hill- .J,*aide. Up the hill, a little way lay a 5, firm house; two or three hay stacks upon the hillside. The worn-ont 4- horses fed there and nodded their - ' «-^dzo*?«y lieads in the hay. All, around §'<m the ground under the trees in ' the cainp the troops lay--black men, white men, brown mett, men who were gray tt, x. and old; little lads, boys who had seen ' jj dozens of battles and hardly as many 2 years, a mixed and motley lot; ragged, ^wretched, hungry. They lay on their f„i\ -• ^bcUies before the fire, munching roast- t ed corn, gnawing it off of the , cob 'S greedily, husking it, roasting it, rolling ing it in tke hshes on the coals, singe- ing it in the blazing fire of old Virginia '-feaoe rails. How and then a shot rang f* wt in the dear, still night, away where the pickets met too close for peace, and '^fcen better dispossed men on the pick- et lines, or more favored and fortunate, ,•< ' ̂ -met together and reached each other if. ^ on.their bayonets tobacco and old rag- «,<- ' j ged newspapers in a sort of exchange 'fi' f f, of prisoners of war. The monn rode ' high and white in the great blue sea above, and all the stars of heaven | ' J* looked down in pitty and in peace. Then a song burst out, the black men were singing louder, sweeter, and V more pathos and memories of ,̂ ' ' home than th ̂white men. It was a } sad, grotesque, weird, and unique pic- jjrr * ' ture. Suddenly Stuart stood in the £ ~ t ragged and uproarous lot. v j-"1, "Ditcipline! Look here, Sergeant r tli:- ;mj 1 want discipline or death. 4>is* - 'm cijpline, I say.. Do you expect me to S; fight battles and win victories with a 3 ^ howling mob like this, and the enemy 4 ^ere to recall on us the nioinent we give them a chance! Dis- 'C cipline, I s&j. Hang your blacks and >: J ahoot your whites, or have discipline!" 1, 1 Silenoa in a second! And the long, ig, lean men and the sleeping lads pulled 4l themselves together and tried to look -'4 »*»d act like soldiers, while the blacks, ^ at the suggestion of their being hung . ; ^ ?P' the fiftful embers % S ™ te if they were part of # S !! 111611 'weary, bearded chief J « a heap of saddles at andiocgot his sternness as he over the wretched group gathered for a little rest "Boys; I'm hnngry as a, wolf; what have you got to eat?" A dozen men sprank up, a half dozen i 5 .be^dle«8 troopers, rtwhed for- t , wire, and from out of the night, back t j% r *. trader trees, there came many black ^ A ionas. And each and every one, black tind white men, old men and little boys, ^ i reached up and thrust into the ehief- ,;,i^ hands, with generous alacrity an P, «ar of roasted corn. Some of these ^;t;• ears of corn had only a few teeth-marks in them, being almost entirely intact. Others again were pretiy well gnawed down to the coh, But they were all ' alike offered with prompt generosity. •» - "Corn!" and the confederate chief X|r„| ,, shook his head with a grim and Bickly smile, as he muttered to fomself: ^ c "Corn! boiled corn, roasted corn, raw * oorn, white oorn, red corn, all kinds of ? 1 corn. No, no, boys, I'm hungry; but I VI - cttteai com any more to-night." The iw', ; Den melted back in respectful silence li into a broad circle. And there, sud- denly, somehow, in the center of the eirele^ stoed a child, a little boy, who ' had been aroused from his sleep on the /%'*' v file of saddles in the commotion that now, in oasfci other, tfci* midst of tikaii iNIK and tagged men, with ohedka ai lm as apple he held in his dimpled little hmndL "If y«r kugQf, mister Oaptato, Gen eral, here's iff. red apple** and with this little the boy toddled right tip and stood almost between the booted legs of the smprised strfdier. "ikcgNBt Zeb, where in all Jericho did this child come from'? Is it yours ? I won't have children aronnd me here. I left my babies at home; can't you do the Same ?* "Tain't my poor little ehickie, Gen eral Stuart." "Then take it to its mother," thun dered the chief. "Its mother n dead, General."« • "To its father, then." ; v ̂ "Its father is dead, too, General.* "Dead." "Dead. Killed in the battle, yester day, when yon led over that stone fence by the farm house on the hill, sah." The confederate General bit his lips. Then, muttering to himself, as he rose up and turned half away: "lulled at the farm-house where I led. Some poor farmer defending his home and litt!e ones. I can't stand this!" "Please, sir, Mister General won't *°n take my red apple? Papa growed it in his orchard. And he buyed me that, too." Here the child reached its little flag, trying hard to make friends with the seemingly hard man, who was turning away as if to avoid it. "Sergeant Zeb, where did that flag eome from?" won't give it up, sah; says his father gave it to it for the fourth of July, sah." "Foff of July," piped the little waif, Waiving the little stars and stripes overhead, there in the midst of the dark and gathering circle of the sol diers tinder the oaks. The General turned, stopped and oaught the child in his arms. "Keep your pretiy little flag, and wave it when and where you like. You don't know the difference. Here, Zeb, take care of this little kid. Boys, we killed his father by chance, yesterday. Let us take care of it. We can't do less; and maybe it will bring us luck. ^That do you say, boys?" > The wild shout that shook the leaves Of the oaks over ho startled the ad vocate for disciplien, and turning to Zeb, as he strode away into the night for another part of his camp, he shout ed : "Silence!" and he was gone. They gathered about the wild-eyed, rosy- faced orphan, with its flag and red ap- ]Sle, and many a black and white and not overly clean hand reached out to toy with and stroke the hair of gold that hnng heavy as corn silks in jram- mer-time over the lad's shoulders. "I found it in the ience-coner," sa'd Zeb, "all a shiverin', and its daddy and its mamma dead, shot down by stray bullets when we stormed the place." "Yes, and dar war a rabbit right aside him," said a black face in the dark, over another man's shoulder. "An, golly, we kotched and eat der rabbit," chuckled another black man. "Wal, we'll keep the kid; keep 'em till the cows come home." And with a grant of universal approval from all, as they gradually melted away, old Zeb hoisted the little one high up on his colossal shoulders, and turned sud denly to look and to listen, for there was a shot above,beyond the hay-stacks. It began to look as if his little squad of raiders had got into a bite. Shouts of the enemy down the hill beyond the hay-stacks. Which way should the surprised and panic stricken soldier fly ? The colossal old Virginia ser geant, with the child on his massive shoulders, was the only officer in charge. The blacks were hiding about behind the trees, behind each, other, under saddles, blankets, anywhere. The shouts of the advancing enemy came loud and clear from below, and very near. The camp-fire, the song of the soldiers, had done the mischief. This little squad of ragged, panic- stricken, native raiders was doomed. The leaves began to fall like autumn time over old Zeb, the tall and angular old sergeant. What a plight for a soldier I A bat tle on hand and a babe in his arms. The old sergeant came near throwing it away with the heap of negroes, hid ing away under the saddles. Where was Stuart? The sergeant put his hand to his ear and leaned to listen as best he could between the sharp volleys from below that were ruining the pros pects of the next year's corn crop in the trees overhead. He could hear the clatter of iron hoofs on the high ridge to the west The moon was setting large, and round, and low. Over the bare crest of this hill and against the moon he could see the confederate cavalry pouring in impetuous flight. Stuart, the cautious and wary leader, had escaped. "Come, men! We must follow our general on foot--anyway to get out of this. Come! Up by the haystacks and over the ridge." The strong jnan started np the hay stacks. The child, as if it was afraid it might fall, wound its left arm affec tionately about the great gray shock of hair. And that little act saved it; that accidental show of affection won the old fellow's heart entirely. Why, would not now have pitched it he gwmm # ww SITO »w®f '• u -- war? What did It ltnawit the death hiding down in avary gleaming gtm- barrel of that eompeet mass of uni formed man jnst before? Nothing at all. Ita little heart leaped with won der and delight at the beautiful uni forms, the discipline, the quick action in w)>»eh overy gm wm brought in stantly te Wi« tebwttider. The bayonets were beautiful, the gleaming bayonets all in the brignt light. The child seemed to think this a part of the celebration, and in fullness of its delight, just as the Federal officer drew his sword and was giving the word "tire!" the ohild, holding tight on to the great, grizzly head with its left hand, and as if to contribute its part to the celebration, waved its little flag there in the glare and light. And in that .awful stillness which comes al ways before any dreadful catastrophe, piped out in its shrill little voice, as it raised itself higher for the occasion: "Foof of July!" Put it upon record in geld and red that the Federal officer lowered the point of his sword. The heavy breeches of the guns struck the stony ground with a thud. The line of blue divided, and the old gray Confederate, with his little charge on his shoulder still waving its little flag passed on through the line, while cheer after oheer shook the bullet-riddled leaves of the oaks overhead. And this is the story of the old Con federate soldier of the Shenandoah, who had missed the train on the line to progress, down in old Virginia. Naval Heroines. In 1812 her majesty's ship Swallow fought two French vessels off Frejus. It was on June 16, and after a most obstinato action she succeeded in driv'- ing them both in under the batteries of the town. The following anecdote, as narrated by one of the officers of the Swallow, is told at some length in The Naval Chronicle, xxviiL, 196: "In tho gallant and sanguinary action there was a seamen named Phelan, who had his wife on board. She was stationed --as is usual when women are on board in time of battle--to assist the surgeon in the care of the wounded. From the close manner in which the Swallow engaged the enemy, yardarm and yardarm, the wounded, as may be expected, were brought below very fast; among the rest, a messmate, of her husband, (consequently her own), who had received a musket-ball through the side. Her exertions were used to console the poor fellow, who was in great agonies and nearly breathing his last, when by some chance she heard. her husband was wounded on deck. > Her anxiety and already overpowered feelings could not one moment be re strained ; she rushed instantly on deck and received the wounded tar in her arms. He faintly raised his head to kiss her; tfie iburst into a flood of tears, and tola' him to take courage, 'all would yet be %eil,' but scarcely pro nounced the last syllable when an ill- directed shot took her head off. The Eoor tar, who was closely wrapped in er arms, opened his eyes once more then shut them forever. : * * * Phelan and liis wife were sewed up in one hammock, and, it is needless to say, buried in one grave." The narra tor adds to the pathos of the above Sto ry, telling how, only three weeks be fore, a fine boy had been born to them, and how poor Tommy fared until they put into Port, Mahon. The sailors agreed "he should have a hun dred fathers, but what could be the substitute of a nurse and a mother?" Happily, there was a Maltese goat on board which proved as tractable and faithful to its 6harge as the immortal dumb foster-mother of Boman story. In Bodney's battle with De Gnichen off the Pearl rock, Martinique, April 17; 1780, there was a woman on board the Sandwich, Bodney's flagship, who "fought a twenty-four-pounder gun, and afterward attended the whole night upon the wounded men."--Notes and Queries. < aside with the torrified negroes for gold. Up to the hill he led swiftly, the men followed in groups, knots, singly, armed, unarmed, limping, lean ing, erect, in all manner of ways, only to escape the ferocious Federals, charg ing up the hill from below. They could see the points of shining bayon ets entering their camps, by the light of the burning fence rails, as they fled out of it, and the black color had nearly all faded from the flying con federates as they ne&red the hav- staeks. Here the gray-haired old sergeant with the child on his shoulder, paused for a moment under the hay-stacks to get his bearings. The moon had fallen down the crest of the hilL It was nearly dark now. The Federal bay onets were only a few steps in the rear. The ragged and demoralized Confederates huddled close and help less up and after the tall and grizzled old giant, who stood there looking out which way to lead them, with the child on his shoulder, its little left arm, hug ging the great gray head, its right one holding the flag. The tall, gray soldier threw up his great heavy hand to his brow and looked out under his broad palm to try and see which way to lead. Suddenly the hay-stacks blazed out before him, and the whole scene was bright as day. The Federals had been waiting for the Confederates to come. And now, as they stood there, huddled together and helpless as sheep, they found the hay stacks in their path of retreat, and stood there behind them, before them, around them, to shoot them down in the light they had kindled. _ It was a matchless and magnificent sight! No scene so bright, no snn Weights and Measured The tendency in business ii fo deal in almost all articles by the pound in stead of measure. But many business men are at a loss to say just what con stitutes a bushel of various articles in Iowa. So far as regulated by the laws of the State a bushel is as follows: Barley 48 pounds, buckwheat 52, oorn 56, onions 57, oats 32, potatoes 60, rye 56, wheat 60, beans 60, clover seed 60, timothy 45, salt 50, blue grass seed 14, dried apples 24, stone coal 80, sweet potatoes 46, lime 80, apples, peaches, or quinces 48, cherries and grapes 40. A perch of masonry is 25 cubic feet. The difference between an avoirdupois poun4 and a troy pound is to each oth er as 7,OO0 is to 5,700. The avoirdupois pound is divided into sixteen ounces, and the troy pound to twelve ounces. A ton is 2,000 pounds, and a barrel is 32i gallons, and a hogshead two bar rels. It is unfortunate that it was ever necessary for the United States and Great Britain to have two standard scales of weights, avordupois and troy, an ounce of the former being seven thousand grains, and of the latter five thousand seven hundred grains. The latter VJ really (or at least should be) only used in weighing gold, silver, dia monds and other preoious articles of jewelry. The avordupois standard is generally used in the United States and England for general commerce. Originally a kernel of wheat was the standard for a grain, but in later years this was found to be uncertain, so by aid of Parliament England established a standard which has been recognized by the United States. It is as follows: "A cubic inch of distilled water, weighed in air by brass weights at the temperature of 62 Fahrenheit's thermometer, the baro meter being at 30 inches is equal to 252 grains and 458,000 parts of a grain."-- Iowa State Register. Jnst at the Right Time. Deacon Jones is a truly good wan While the minister is preaching or praying he frequently signifies his ap proval by sounding the word "Amen" when any sentiment strikes him as be ing pertinent or appropriate, and oc casionally when there is no particular call for it. Last Sunday the minister, who is somewhat prolix andi prosy, was strug- gling with a prayer which he had stretched out to great length, the Deacon meanwhile encouraging him with his usual fervor, when he raised his voice and said: "And finally, O Lord "Amen," sounded the deaeon.--De troit Post. THB term cut-glass is incorrect. Glass cannot be cut, not even by the diamond. The diamond cracks it and enables one to break it. What is ordi narily called cut-glass is. raally ground glasa. TLMILIKWHEN made raid* on the ... ... s lards of Northambarlana, or wheii Highland aaterans swooped down from Rob Boy's country to levy "Mack-mail" or "toom a fauld" in the Lennox or in the Carse of Stirling and departed ! caring burning 1>yres or weeping widows behind, aire forevergoae. Gone, too, are those later days when bold highwaymen of the Dick Tnrpin type-- all well mounted and equipped, if we are to credit the legends that nave come down to us--stopped the mail-coach or the traveling post-chaise, and made the terrified passengers hand over their valuables. A large numbar of thieves are merely skirmishers or auxiliaries, as it were*, on the flanks of the regular armv. These auxiliaries do not live wholly by orime, but have some osten sible oceupation which they follow. A thief well known in Dundee does the "pigeon" trick. His method is to look out for an open window, ring the bell, and say that a pigeon has just flown away from him on the street and flut tered in at the window. Would they kindly search for it or permit him to do so? Once in, ten to one but the clever thief manages to commit a theft before he goes out lamenting the loss of his bird, which, of course, cannot be found. A decrepit youth used to go about the city in which the writer lives. The lad's legs were useless, so he had flat boards fastened with straps below his knees, and, assisted by short crutches, he crept along the pavement. He was a dexterous thief. If a lady stopped to look in at a shop-window lie could just reach her handbag ur pocket, and if she was unwary she was minus her purse in a few seconds, while the insignifi cant appearance of the thief disarmed •suspicion. Stolen property is often stowed away in very curious hiding- places. A lame man was convicted at .Leeds assizes last year of passing base coin. When apprehended it was found he bad a receptacle in his wooden leg, in which a considerable stock of the bad-money was cunningly secreted, Two detectives were once searching the house of a well-known thief for some stolen jewelny. The scent was keen and the examination searching. High and low they rummaged, but without success. From the air of the thief the officers were satisfied the stolen property was concealed in or about the room. One of them observed that the interest of the "suspect" got always most intense as they approached the window. Taking this as his cue, the officer narrowly examined the shut ters, and even torn off the straps that kept in the window sashes, but without result. Suddenly a thought struck him, and lifting the lower sash, he scanned the outside of the wall closely. About three feet below the window- sill he saw a stone in the wall that ap peared to be loose. Calling his com rade to hold him by the legs he reached down, pulled out a small square stone, thrust in his hand, and found a nice little "hide," containing not only the articles he was in search of, but also other stolen property sufficient to con nect tho thief with several "jobs," and to procure him a long term of quiet contemplation. A smart female thief once very nearly outwitted an officer by wrapping a crumpled and dirty £5 note around a candle, and stuffing it into a candlestick, which she then obligingly handed to him. He searched a con siderable time before discovering that he had the object of his search in his hand. One morning a merchant who had come by rail from his country residence was hurrying along the street to his counting-house'in a pouring rain. He had forgotten his umbrella; but spying, as he thought, a friend with a large one a little before him, he hastened up, and seizing the handle of the umbrell, jocularly remarked: "Hello? is this mine you've got?" He had just had time to observe that the man was a complete stranger to him, and was about to apologize, in some embar rassment, when the unknown saved him 'f t he trouble, by saying coolly: "Oh, it's yours, is it? Pardon me; I did not know." And he hurried off, leaving the astonished merchant in full posses sion.-- Chamber's Journal A Danish "Roller-Coaster." It is called in Danish Butschban, and may as well be dubbed in English rush- railway, which is perhaps 180 feet long, forty feet high, at one extremity, and half as high at fhe other. I climbled the rude staircase of the higher tower, and found myself in a room crowded with people waiting for a ride. At the entrance stood a phieton-like oar on four small iron wheels, the car being very stout and holding two people with comfort. The wheels were in grooves, and the course extended over the de scending and ascending slopes. The people would get into a oar and be strapped in by a leathern boot; the tsar wotlld be started down tJie in clined plane l>y an attendant, and away it wqpld go down the first slope, and by its impetus rise to the next height, go over and down and up again, at each rise pitching a little lower, at each pitch rising to a lesser height, un til the last slope, when it rushed up the hill, bumped against a buffer, and tho two travelers got out. The car would then be seized, dragged aside, put upon a lift, hauled up to a height above, and sent back, with other passengers or empty, Sown a dorr&sponding road par allel to the first, and terminating in a similar lower tower by the side of the one I was in, where it would be hoisted* again into place, and be ready to make the round of the rush-way again. I stood by the entrance where the car started down, watching the couples get into the vehicle and then go thun dering down the slope. I saw sedate men who might have been bank presi dents get in, and children, and ardent youths and maidens, two by two. They held each other in; they almost lest their hats; they bowed, and fell back upon the huge "thank-you-ma'ams;" they looked frightened,and they looked bold; they smiled and they almost cried; but I heard no one scream. At length, when I had politely given way to those more eager, I was driven by shame and an inextinguishable curiosi ty to try this reckless "coats." I paid the fare--almost 2£ cents-- and took my seat# 1 jammed my hat down over my brow, grasped the back of the car with one hand, and no doubt turned pale as the push was given and we began that awful descent. I felt that thrilling sensation of vibration in the pit of my stomach which one has in a swing when descending, and then we shot up the slope, saw a new abyss, and plunged into it. A delicious re prieve was followed by another fearfnl descent; four times we dashed in the face of fate, and then, with one tri umphant rush, flew up the last decline. I got out of the oar with my wits standing on end, and stumbled down the staircase in a bewildered, groggy th«rroocrlft tookin tfcia deearutt nature. The applause was mthu£katic and energetic, and one formed a! moat agreeable impression of tha sociability of the people.--Harpers. i f § The "Irrepressible Cenfiiel.̂ *" The "irrepressible conflict," wii'ciBi- menced at Washington in the canons of the Whig representatives in congress at the oapitoi, on the night of Satur day, December 1, 1849. A calm exr pression of opinion was expected as from a band of brothers, assembled for the common enemy, but to the amaze ment of all, save those in the seoret, Mr. Toombs, of Georgia, rose, and after a preliminary address, offered a reso lution asserting that "Congress ought not to pass any law prohibiting slavery in the territories of California or New Mexico, nor any law abolishing slavery in the Dintrict of Columbia." A dis cussion ensued, at the close of which the motion was laid on the table, where upon Mr. Toombs, with four other southern Whigs; rose and left the room. The result of thb defection defeated the election of Mr. Winthrop to the speakership, as some of the ultra aboli tion northern Whigs also refused to vote for him. Thoy had taken the same ground two years previous, when one of their number, Mr. Palfrey, of Massachusetts, wrote to him demand ing certain pledges which would be satisfactory to the anti-slavery senti ment of Massachusetts. ThesC Mr. Winthrop refused to give, saying that if he was to occupy the speaker's chair, ho must go into it without any pledges of any sort. He had not sought the place; he had solicited no man's vote, but he had uniformally said to all who had inquired of him that his policy in organizing the house must be Bought for in his general conduct and character as a public man. Still less could he feel it consistent with his own honor for having received and accepted a gen eral nomination, and just on the eve of the election to frame answers to specific questions to be shown to a few gentle men as Mr. Palfrey had suggested, and to be withheld from the great body of the Whigs. Finally, on the last day of the third week of the session, it was determined that the individual receiving a plurali ty of the votes should become the speaker. Howell Cobb, of Georgia, received 102 votes, and Robert C. Win throp, of Massachusetts, received 100 votes. Twenty Whig Totes of ultra northern and southern men were scat tered, and then and there commenced the sectional flglit which ended in the long and bloody war following the secession of the Southern States.-- Ben: Perley Poore. Book Stalls Abolished, To many people Paris would not be Paris without the old book stalls along the quays; and a desolation similar to that which would strike the Parisian bonquinistes were their beloved stalls swept away, has just fallen upon the literary world of St.Petersbnrg. Hith erto a number of these more or less itinerant book stalls were to be found in various parts of the Russian capital; but a recent order of the municipal council has removed them all from the streets, and henceforth books can only be sold in ordinary shops. The matter does not Beem to be a very important one certainly; but nevertheless the prohibition is needlessly vexatious, Russian bookworms tell many stories of how rarities almost priceless have been picked up from these street-stalls. In Russiav during the last century, it was the fashion to have a library, and nearly every country house posessed a fair collection of books, mainly French, but by no means all contemporary pub lications. Among them were many old poems and romances of the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries--a charming and forgotten little world of books. In these latter days, most of these libra ries have been broken up, and the ma jority of their contents have found their way to the street-stalls in St. Peters burg. Thus many a treasure was un expectedly purchased for a rouble; but now that expensive shops have to be taken, prices will naturally increase, and book-buyers will mourn the happy chance encounters of other daya»--£1. James' Gazette. ' ' . I i ' > i - . Lorenzo Dow. Lorenzo Dow was born at Coventry, Connecticut, October 16, 1777, of par ents in humble life. His education was very limited, owing to the scanty op portunities of his time. In 1798, he was admitted as a preacher by the Con necticut Methodist Conference, and during several years following preached on various circuits in Massachusetts, New York, and Vermont. He had be come impressed with the idea that he had beeji divinely called to preach to the Catholics in Ireland ana for this purpose made two visits to England and Ireland, the second time in 1805. His eccentric manners and remarkable eloquence drew great crowds, but they did not always listen to him patiently; in fact, he wfts frequently hooted at, if not insulted by the mobs. He first in troduced camp-meetings into England, and was instrumental in founding the society known as the Primitive Metho dists. After his return from England, he preached in the Southwest for a number of years, following the settlers to the very borders of civilization. He was not officially connected with the Methodist Church after his first visit to England in 1800, but he continued to preach the doctrines of that church, in terpreted in his own peculiar manner. He published several books in the later years of his life. He died in Washing ton, February 2, 1834. --Inter Ocean. Pat This in Your Pipe. Tho excessive use of tobacco causes insanity, but seldom where the victim wonld not become insane anyhow. Poets are nearly all smokess. This doesn't necessarily indicate there is anything wrong with tobacco, however. It is injurious for a man to smoke who always borrows a cigar and a match. The injury is confined princi pally to his friends. Sir Walter Raleigh once asked Queen Elizabeth to smoke his pipe. She tried it once, and only once. It is a significant fact that inside of a year she ordered his head to be cut oi£ Amurath TV. of Turkey, made the offense of smoking punishable by death. As nearly all of the officials of the land smoked he was furnished an excuse for chopping their heads off, which was much cheaper than hiring an assassin to put them out of the way. --New York Graphic. A CONTINENTAL journal says that six ty-seven persons die every minute, and seventy are born in the same time. Births exoaed the deaths by three per minute. difltNMiM iiife M being frightened one night, in M| straggle* was aaagh* between the wirea, and gave a cry like Ok* squeak of a mouse in distress. On my hasten ing to hi* release, he slipped out into the room, and flew wildly about till he hit something and fell to the door. He was picked up, and his fright culmi nated in a dead faint. The little head drooped, the body was limp, apparent ly perfectly lifeless, and he was lain in his cage ready to be buried in the morning. He was placed carefully on the breast, however, and in a few min utes he hopped upon his perch, shook ont his ruftted feathers, and composed himself to sleep. One feat sometimes ascribed to man is, in the case of birds, a literal fact--they can sleep with one eye open. This curious habit I have watched closely, and I find it common in nearly all the varieties I have been able to observe. One eye will close sleepily, shut tight and appear to enjoy a good nap, while the other is wide awake as ever. It is not always the eye towards the light that sleeps, nor is it invariably the one from the light The presence or absense of people makes no difference. I have even had a bird stand on my arm or knee, draw up one leg, and seem to sleep soundly with one aye, while the other was wide open. In several years' close attention I have been unable to find any cause either in the position or the surround ings, for this strange habit. No "set old woman" is more wedded to her accustomed "ways" than are birds in general to theirs. Their hours for eating, napping, and singing are as regular as ours. So, likewise, are their habits in regard to alighting places, even to the very twig they select. After a week's acquaintance with the habits of a bird, I can always tell when some thing distillling has occurred, by the place in which he is found. One bird will make the desk his favorite haunt, and freely visit tables, the rounds of chairs, and the floor, while another con fines himself to the backs of chairs, the tops of cages and picture frames. One hemit thrush frequented the bureau, and looking-glass frame, and the top of a cardboard map which had warped around till the upper edge was almost circular. On this edge he would perch for hours, and twitter and call, but no other bird ever approached it. Still another would always select the door casing and window cornices. Every bird has his chosen place for the night, usually the highest perch on the darkest side of the cage. They soon become accustomed to the situation of the dishes in their cages, and plainly resent any change. On my placing a drinking oup in a new part of the car dinal's residence, he came down at onoe, scolding violently, pretended to drink, then looked over to the corner where the water used to be, anld re newed his protestations. Then he re turned to the upper perch, flirting his tail and expressing his mind with great vigor. A few minutes passed, and he repeated the performance, keeping it up with great excitement until, to pac ify him, I replaced the cup. He at once retired to his usual seat, smoothed his roughened plumage, and in a few moments began to sing. A dress of nfew color on their mistress makes great commotion among these close ob servers, and the moving about of furni ture puts the the tamest one in a paqic. --Atlantic Monthly. • . V • • - I .---- I-- I • ' V An Anecdote of Admiral Foodie. From an article on Admiral Foote and the gunboats, by James B. Eads, in the Century, we quote the follow ing: "In the railway train a gentleman who sat in front of me, learning that I had constructed Foote's vessels, intro duced himself as Judge Foote, of Cleveland, a brother of the Admiral. Among other interesting matters, he- related an anecdote of one of his little daughters who was just learning to read. After the capture of Fort Hen ry the squadron was brought back to Cairo for repairs, and, on the Sunday following, the crews, with their gallant flag-officer, attended one of the church es in Cairo. Admiral Foote was a thorough Christian gentleman and ex cellent impromptu speaker. Upon this occasion, after the cougregation had assembled, some one whispered to him that the minister was ill and would be uhal?]^ t? p.fficiate: yrher«nj)Ou th? £da miral went up to the pulpit himself, and after the usual prayer and hymn, he selected as the text John xiv., 1, 'Let not your heart be troubled: ye be lieve in God, believe also in me.' ;Upon this text he delivered what was de clared to be an excellent sermon, or exhortation, after which he dismissed the congregation. An account of the sermon was widely published in the papers at the time, and came into the hands of his little niece just referred to. After she had read it she exclaimed to her father: '"Upcle Foote did not say that right.' "'Say what right?' asked the father. " 'Why, when he preached.' " 'What did he say ?' " 'He said, 'Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me.' " 'Well, what should he have said?' inquired the father. " 'Well, he ought to have said, 'Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God,believe also in the gun-boats.'" He Needed a New Watch. "Mary," remarked old man Crosseam to his wife at breakfast, "was WilL Trimble here to see Katie last Night?" "Yes, my dear." "What time did he leave?" "I heard him say it was 11 o'clock by his watch as he went out." "What kind of a watch does he carry ?" "A patent lever, he told Katie." _ "A patent lever, eh ? Well, you tell him, with my compliments, that if he wants to remain healthy he had better change that patent to a 10 o'clock leave her. I was young once myself, and know what time of night 11 o'clock is by those patent lever watches."--Mer chant Traveler. Due to the Toughening Qualities* A statistician has found that the av erage age of men in the past forty years has advanced three yeara. This is par tially due to the toughening qualities in the modern adulteration of foods and liquors. Logwood port wine, molasses whisky, oleomargarine, glucose, cotton oil, and other vegetable and mineral constituents of the refreshment sup plies were strangers to the good old times.--Chicago Herald. THE most completely lost of all days is tho one on which we have not thought.--De Finod. BOB INOERSOIX has taught his two daughters so swim like daoks. Had- A couirm* Acou#tio A iuxia <»n«A» < nothing that he says 111 THJEBB is one town In Gonns has no fear of the measlea. dam. IT is good consolation to seea plumb er compelled to buy something at a re tail drag-atom HAS the new tenor a good voice? O; yes yon oould hear it above all the hiss ing.--Paris Paper. THK Venetian gondolier has a pecu liar way of tying his craft; in fact it ia the moor of Venice. A GEORGIA Judge says: "Kill all the doctors." Physicians nave no patients with such men.--Texas Siftings. A DEBATING club at Qujncy has de cided that it is "more fun to see a man thread a needle than a woman drive a nail." A NEW HAMPSHIRE cobbler makes squeaky shoes to order. His well-heeled customers are bound to have music in, their soles. THE fact that a Chinaman took the first prize In English composition at Yale ought to astonish none. Ameri can students can't attend to foot-ball and study at the same time. AT a college examination a Professor asked: "Does my question enj^arrass you?" "Not at all sir," repUN the student. "Not at all. It is quite clear. It is the answer that bothers me." THE Cincinnati Enquirer concludes an editorial with the startling state ment that "it is a great thing to have a queen." We opine that it all depends upon what your other four oards are.-- Minneapolis Tribune. SOME years ago a lady in Boston died. Her husband, being a strong Spiritualist, desired to hold communi cation with his departed, and inquired if she was happy. "O yes," was the re ply, "I am happy here; yet,after all, it isn't Boston." TWO 8TOSM8. Lonflr-rolllnar Ferges of a falling1 sen. Smiting- the sheer cliffs of an unknown shore. And by a jugged rock, swaying helplessly, A mast with broken cordage--nothing more. Swift falling flakes of a dark, dreary storm; He opens with uncertain hand his door; Two o'clock a. m.; he sees the white form • Of waiting wife--we need to tell no more, "* --Somerville Journal. A STUDENT at the University of Texas being short of funds wrote to his. father in Galveston: "Send me $100 by re turn mail. He who gives quickly gives double." The old gentleman replied by the next mail,{inclosing $50 with the re mark that as he had responded prompt ly the $50 inclosed was equivalent to the desired $100.--Texas Si/tings. GRANDPA (trying to be severe)-- "Now, Mabel, tell me why you didn't put that quarter I gave you into tbe plate at church this morning. I .like to see a little girl give cheerfully and not 'let her right hand know what her left hand doeth.'" Incorrigible grand daughter (who is saving the money for candy)--"That's just the trouble, grand pa. My right hand thought my left was putting it in, and my left hand thought my right was, and so between the two of them it didn't get put in at all."--Life. Two POLISH coreligionists were on a journey a hot' summer-day. "Have you anything with you, Matthias ?" "Yes, a a bottle of Hungarian wine. What have you got, Tiloff?" "A dry tongue," "Good. Then we will divide our pro visions," "Very good? Begin." Mat thias produced a bottle of wine from his wallet and its contents were hon orably divided. After this had been done, Matthias, wiping his mouth, asked the fellow-traveler to bring out his provisions. M1!" answered Tiloff. "Why, yes, your dry tongue." .. "I haven't got one now!" was the replj;-- Hebrew Journal. TAKE YOUR CHOICE.,, They spell it p-l-a-c-q-u-e, But tne way some people tallf,^ M J' ' ' The word is ptill in mystery, For they pronounce it •'plawJt/* - ;t,-| Still others have their own sweat way, J And when they would remark Upon the painting they survey-- 'Tis "what a lovely plarkl" Perhaps some charming girl willsigh, . Scanning v our brie-a-i.rac, "I'd give . he world if only I ' Possessed that darling 'plaok*** ; > i then again some lusty loufc Will make your poor ears ache By asking with stentorian shout-- "Is thet there thing a 'plake?" And so it seems quite hard to choose. Alt can't be right, so you must tab# Which you like best -- "plawk," "plark," "plack," or "plake." --Th? Jmtye. j ALGERNON--"Ah! my deaii boy; so glad to see you ; and how is your suit with Miss DeEich coming on?" Augustus--"Weally, my boy, I can't say that I've made much progress so far, but I believe I've hit on the right idea now. Do you see this dawg?" "Of course. What a delightfully English pug: just like the one that Miss De Kich admired, by the w%y." "It's the very one, my boy. She went into ecstasies over it at the dawg show." "Ah! I see; so you've bought it for her?" "No; for myself." "For your self? What good can that do you?" "Why, my boy, can't you see? Bajove, tho deah girl will have to take me or lose the dawg, you know."--Philatlei' phia Call. , A Purse Pronnd Texan. < 1 $ Mr. Thomas Schooler is one of the richest merchants in Austin. He is, niSYdOVer, very supercillious and arro gant, and does not hesitate to dhow his comtempt for poor people. One day a young law student at the University -entered the private office of Mr. Schooler, and announced himself as an applicant for the hand of |fiss Schooler. "How muoh are you worth?" "I'm pretty well off. I reckon F got about $5,000." "Only $5,000! Great Soottl Young man, can you read?" "Yes, sir." "Then why don't you read that sign on ray office doQr ?" and he pointed to-a sign which read : "No tramps or beggars admitted "-- Texas Si/tings. The Railroad Restauraq^* Traveler (in great haste) -- Cuppo coffe 'n' two soft boiledegge. Be quick. Waiter (calmly)--Yes, sir; quick as we can; but you must 'member dat it takes time to cook sof boiled aigs. Can't boil an aig sof in less'n ten min utes, boss. The weary traveler resoinds his or der and patiently gnaws the edges off a Silurian red-sandstone sandwich.--De troit Post. LIBERTY, home, and mother! What a world ot meaning in those words! They are a trinity to which all man do homage, and before whom even the skeptic bows. STRONG thoughts are iron nails driven in the mind that nothing can draw oht, --Diderot. itffCAKi.Y 2,000 watchee are made dafly in New England. ^ ; .*<•