TAHOE.

Oh, mighty sheet! 1 How grand thou art.

The song birds fleet '!'heir praise impart In language sweet. Thy silvery waves, Th:v snowy sand In music laves; And every land Thv beauty craves. Th~ snowy peaks Above thee roar; The tempest speaks, And far and near . Thy praise she shrieks. All hail to thee, Beloved of Goel! Blest clay to me, When first I trod Thy fairy lea. Hail ! hail ! to thee, Thou jewel bright! Eternity Is in thy sight! Sweet may it be.

NELI..,IE~S MS.

WRITTEN P'Olt. THE GOLDEN ERA.

I "liarry, read this proof for me, will you? I

want to finish my editorials for to-morrow, and we are behind hand."

/ This request was made by the edi:or ~f the : I Melville Gazette, to Harry FondloTe, his assistant I editor who had become associated with him ' but a few days before. Our hero was a young 1 man who had met reverses in monetary affairs,

' ann being ambitious to acquire literary fame, he had secured the position of under editor of the above named journal. To tbe editor's question he answered:

How eagerly did Harry proceed to correct Annie was, tor her blue-eyed husband was he. that proof. How eagerly did he devou; each idol. Everyone marked with admiration the cherished word-and how sorry he was when great attention with which he attended to he had finished it. Yes, there could be no lier little wants, and endeavored to anticipate mistake, he thoughi, it was Nellie's hand writ- her every whim. ing, and such thoughts as the following rapid- It was true it was a pretty picture, and ly flitted across his mind: they made a most delightful hllppy couple.

"Does she still think of me ? Can she ever Still ther@ was a tinge of sadness ID his eyes forgive me? Did she know that I was there?" when he was alone. And a thousand others equally as incohernnt, Why? and far (rom allowing him to proceed with his He still retained that MS. work. Toot! toot! went the whistle.

His mind wandered back to two years before, '' Down brakes!'' shouted the conductor,and when he was happy in the thought that he crash, smash. went everytlling. Cries of the should one day call Nellie his wife. He thought wounrled and dying filled the air, and all was of the hundred times that she had promised bustle and commotion, Surgeons were busy to try to love him-and when after nearly a plying their vocation, and reporters had gath­year had passed she told him, with tears in her ered around the wreck and busied themsel Yes eyes that she could !lever be his wife, th;;.t she in getting the names of the dead and wounded. had "tried" very, very hard, but could not Clasped in each others arms they found love him as a wife should Jove her husband. a lady and gentleman; she dead, he evidently And he thought of the promise she made him dying.

"What kind of matter is it?" when she saw his grief-to try again-harder They were Harry and his wife,

I than ever-and when after months he received With but little hope for his recovery they

"A story from the pen of some young lady an answer, kind and gentle, such as a true wo- took him to a fine residence near by, owned in a seminary, I imagine, as its characters are man would pen, saying that he must forget bv Donald Weston, E;q., and watched for a school girls, and the scene located . in nary."

a semi- her-how he plungEd into dissipation and long time for his death, but still he lingered, recklessness, and so continued until we find between life and eternity.

1 "Give it to me," answered Harry. "I have

' an interest at present in all matters pertaining to ~eroiuaries, or-should like to have, in one case " he added with a sigh.

" 'why do you sigh?" asked Mr. Read more, the erlitor. '•Is it a serious case?''

"Yes on one side-mine. I say, Readm.-.re, you kn~w all about my ajj'aire d' amour with Nellie Weston, don't you?"

0 Yes." · "Well , she is at Madame Le Buque's Semi-,

him where we commenced our little story. * • • * " Yes, Harry had loved, but he failed to in- Annie has been laid quietly to rest amid the

spire Nellie with the same feeling, and they green groves of Greenwood, and in an ele­Lad parted, kindly, and with promises of gantly furnished apartment, lies an invalid. I eternal friendship. One would hardly recognized him, be is so

Had he kept this now? Had he always changed-so emaciated-it is Harry Morelove-1 cherished feelings of friendship for her? No, I he opens his eyes and they encounter the not always, for sometimes in his mind he ac- anxhus gaze of a young girl. cused her of trifling with him; then the old "Nellie!" love would return and his angry thoughts " ies, but you must not talk now, you are would be dispelled. too ill."

Time passed on, and for two years he did "What does this mean ? a strange room-

nary." " Oh, now I understand.

hope for a reconciliation?"

not meet her. Then he tried to forget her, and my right arm gone, and Annie-where is at the time when our story opens he had be- she?"

But cun you not come engaged to another, and the wed1ing She did not like to tell him, and falteringly was set for an early date. Notwithstanding answered: '• I fear not," answored Harry, as he took

up the MS. "Heav~ns!" " .What is the matter?" "Matter? why, 'tis her handwriting," said

Harrv excitedly. " \Vhose ?'' "Nellie's, Has she ever contributed be­

fore?" "Yes, two or three ti'mes-and she evinces

considerable talent." •·Of course-couldn't be otherwise," an­

swered Harry, as he eagerly devoured the con­tents of the story. . ,

It was a scene in onA of the young lad10s rooms, upon the eve of their departure for their homes at the end of the term-and one part of the story particularly interssted our hero-a serenade was spoken of, and but a short time before he hr.d participated in the

I very ideniical, which he was certain of! be-

1

cause the locat!on was the_sam1;, and ~he pieces · of music ment10ned were 1denl!cal with those I which the band he had brought there had :;ilayed.

" Readmore, will you Jet me have these pa­pers?" • " Certainly; they are of no use as _soon as the proof's read-but why are you so mterest- 1

ed?' ,, I'll tell you-I was the originator of this

serem,ding expedition; I know all of the char• acters, and besides I want to hold some of her handwriting in my possession. I'll tell you more, as soon as anything transpires, for I b_e­Jieve most implicity that th1& sarne MS. will eventually lead to a reconciliation between us,''

" I wish you success."

all this, he still retained Nellie's MS; "Harry--I--she---is-" * * * * * * "Not dead!" •

Anothar year had glided away, and still Har- " Yes." ry had not married. Gossips began to won- "Poor Annie, may God rec~ive her!" he an-tler, and they accused him of all sorts of swered, and they wept together, Nellie and things, Some said that he intended to jilt the Harry, wept for poor Annie, the wronged, but fair Annie Gray-othe1·s that she had broken cherished wife. the engagement; but the truth was, that he Arter a few days when he had become able could not afford to maintain her in the manner to sit up in his bed, he called Nellie to him, to which she had been accustomed, and his and said: proud nflture revolted at the romantic idea of "Nellie, did they find anything about me?" "love in a cottage." "YeH, 11omething of mirie," she said pro-

Still they loved rnch other, Harry and his duciug that MS. fiancee, in a quiet sort of way. He spent most "Nellie, you recognize it?" of his time with her, made her presents, "Yes, she answered with downcast eyes, praised her many good qualities to his friends "And-and you understand?" and denied the existence of bad' ones and in "I think I do-you --" fact was all that a devoted lover c~uld be. I " I love you-N dlie, and always have," Sue en the other hand had become heart and "But your wife?" soul bouud to him and lived as it were in his I "Poor Annie I Heaven rest her soul-sh£ verv smile. loved me, and 1t was my duty to try and lov1

Still Harry retained in his very pocket that her." MS. ln a locket which he wore suspended to t Won't you try again, darling?" his watch-chain, ':"as a picturn of his betrothed, , I have _tried." . ,, but a secret spring, bemg press~d, disclosed ', And failed again? he asked s_adly. . . Nellie's pretty face. Was tlus stnctly houora- ~he made no response,. but tne, position ble in him? He ev;dently loved Annie. Why which her head soon occupied, was al the an- , tl:en--did he unknown to her-retain about swllr that Harry required. They are man and his person souvenirs of his first love? It is wi_i!e now, and are supremely happy. They a hard question to answer, gentle reader. It 1s often talk of poor Annrn Gray, and Harry has said that first love never dies, and perhaps we long ago to!d his wife, why he had tried to do we may present that as an excuse for our his duty, to love,honor and cherish her. Nellie hero, although we must own it is poor protec- knows a!I,and has even shown her noble spirit tiou for-yes we must say it-deceii. by strewing flowers over the now sod covered

Time flew by, still Harry retained that MS. grave,the resting place of her nval. But Harry Not much time thougb, for he and Anvie still retains tbat MS.

were married, and had gone away to the sea side upon their toui·. Harry seemed to be su­premely _happy.! an~ it i~ quite _ certain that

FLORENCE MELVILLE,

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BETSY AND I AIN'T OUT, .

WRITTEN FOR THE GOLDEN ERA.

I,

Here's them darned papers, lawyer, the sight of 'em makes me sore,

For we've changed our minds, and Betsy and I ain't out no more.

I We've talked the matter over, and concluded

'twas a sin To separate, so we a.re goin' together a.gin.

II,

We thought of cia.ys gone by, when we ga.ye heart for heart,

And promised to stick together until death us did part.

And we thought that the Almighty might put us . on his book,

So we agreed our snivellm's and tiffs to overlook. III,

And then agin you see, 11ir, we've been so long to• getber,

And stuck tight to each vtho, in every kind o· weather,

That I couldn't do 'thou t her, and she couldn't 'thout me,

And besides I'm too old to work much, well, for that matter, so is she.

IV,

How was it done? you ask? Well, I'll tell you how we made up.

I lefi the old house after dinner, and went to the tavern to sup,

And then went to bed, but by golly! I missed the old form by my side,

And it may seem .strange to_ you, lawyer, but I l laid on my p1ller and cr10d.

v. I Yes, I cried like a child, and 'taint often that these ·

bard old eyes o' mine weep, For there was a screw loose somewhere, and I

couldn't nohow get to sleep, 'Cause you see when I'd get into trouble, and feel

sort o' worried and cross, She'd stop it. I felt worried now, and knew, sir, j

how great was my loss. VI. • I

Well, I thought of the days in Kentucky, when \ Betsy sat close by my side

In the old cabin door and I asked her, if ever she . could be my bride.

I couldn't forget how she looked then, and I couldn't forget them blue eyes,

And I couldn't forget them sweet lips, when I cap. tured the first lover's prize.

VII,

Then I thought of the baby, our Mollie, what a blight it would be on her life,

To look on her mother and wonder why she'd be­come a divorced wife.

For I love little Moll, and you see, sir, she has ' been the pride of my days,

And that brought me back to my senses, and soft-ened my foolish old rage. I

VJ'II.

Rage fur nu thin'. So off, air, I started in a bee line for our dear old place,

And I thought I should meet the old 'oman, and greet her with smiles on my face.

But she wasn't tbar, so I sed sir, I'll bear my hard blow if I can,

J.'or Betsy at last bas tired of me and gone off with ,.. a handsomer man.

IX,

Weeks passed by, sir, and months, yet no tidings come to me of my poor lost Bet.

But, by gracious! I swore that I'd find her, for 1 folt truest love for her yet.

And I waited, and waited, in patience, till I thought that my last hope had pas,ed,

But a letter came in her bandwritin', and the clouds seemecl abreakin' at last.

x . Well, I found her, she wasn't far from me, and

you'd orter seen that dear old face, With the bot tears astreamin' right down it, as

she laid her old head in its place, On my bosom, and we talked together 'bout the

fortunate turn in our fate, And I bet you ten dolla B to one, sir, we're the

happiest pair in the State. So tear up them cussed law papers, and scatter

the fragments about, For thank God we never will nP,ed 'em, for Betsey

and me,sir, ain't out.

/r7 2-­

The Veil of Night, BY CARLETON MEREDITH,

Tbe lurid glare of Pba,bus in th9 West, Proclaims that one more day bath lingered, died.

Its blood is scattered o'er the placid sea, Tinges the rock-bound coast and rolling lea;

And as the red day-murderer smks to rest Night, new-born, led bylLuna, is descried.

Hail,'Lnna! and God speed the beauteo:is night, Thou shadowy veil, emblem of secrecy,

Guardian of tryst, and canting gossip's bane, Tbou'rt more than welcome. Revelry again

Holds carnival ecstatic, hid from sight, And vice new veiled, shall work ruin in glee.

Virtue, begone! Thy face by Night's ob1~ura:l; 'ris Sin must now hold uncontrolled sway,

Thour't but a pigmy. Sin's a mighty quaen, Clothed o'er with lust,'and rich voluptuous mi9u;

And her dark brow in wickedne,s immured, Poor weak, deserted virt:ie thrusts away •.

How sad, poetic Night, should be the vail Of man's desire, and lovely woman's sin;

Of youth's deceit, misguided miiden's fall. And saintly Virtue, smallest of them all,

Wanders alone, unaided must bewail, Its luckless fate mid sin's unhallowed din.

SAN FRANCISCO FEUILLETON,

Oh! feminine frailty, how art thou tampered with I Injured innocence how art thou trampled upon! Confidence, how thou art usurped! Loth­airo, Lothairo appropriately art thou dubbed the "gay."

We will not apostrophize, dear reader, how­ever, but proc ~ed to chronicle a tale, sad yet true, and interesting from its very tru<1h · Our charac­ters are, Lothario, a poor young artist-pover­ty is romance to the artist-Emmeline, and Tbes­pia,

Emmeline, many a time and oft had donned the dazzling habiliments of extreme tashion and, in all the exuberance of spirit which characterizes the ypung and trusting maiden, •he visited the stud'lo of tbe handsome Lothario, and re• qu';lsted that he should produce forthwith, and in as expeditious a manner as possible, a counter• feit presentment of her beauteous self.

And Lothairo expedited, and a picture was forthcoming. It was a picture such as only the eye of love could delineate. The eye of love, I say, for the poor artist was touched, the tender chord of his heart had severed, and that very im­portant organ was no longer his-it was hers­Emmeline's.

Lothairo hastened to make known his attach• ment to bis fair enamorata, an,11, happy was his youthful heart when he discovered that he was loved in return,

Many and delightful were the scintillations of the bright pl•net of true love which 'passed be­tween them, until the dark destroyer came in the shape of a bewilderingly beautiful belle, the para­gon of feminine loveliness.

1'his destroyer came in the person of the afore­mentioned Thesp1a.

She too sat for her picture, and again was the poor artist touched. Emmeline seemed to him the acme of simplici.ty and innocent love; but the form of the dark-eyed Thespia, forebodingly beautiful, and her heart mevitable in its intent, smote his innermost soul.

He loved again, madlv, passionately, irrevoca­bly loved 'Ihespia the magnificent, the bew1lderer ol Lothario, the destroyer of the happiness of the trusting, confiding Emmeline.

The artist was unhappy; he loved two women, equally loving and beautiful, but to decide be­tween them were an utter impossibility.

He decided therefore to trust to fate and a di­vine Providence, and let matters take their nat nral course.

1 Matters proceeded in this way for some months anct our hero was equally attentive to each of the fair ones; until the green-eyed monster smote the heart of Thespia with its unerring aim. She had seen Lothario and Emmeline upon the street to­gether, and she suspected something, or in other words, her olfactory organ detected lhe presence of a diminutive odent.

She accordingly taxed her lover with h,fidelity, who thereupon swore by all the powers of heaven and earth that the accusations were false, and she

1 again believed and •

1 He took His Jove about the neck and kissed her lips With such a cJ•,morous smack, that at the parting All the house echoed."

At last Thespia discovered that Lothairio visited the house wherein residen tne beauteous Emme• line. Burning with the consciousness th .. t she was wronged, she proceeded to tbe house and de•

manded of the trembling artist that :he should then and there choose be tween herself and the fair Emmeline.

Lothario was in a dilemna. He was nonplussed. He trembled. He loved them both, and what was he to do?

He gazed upon Thespis, she was bewildering­ly beautiful; he gazed upon Emmeline she was beautiful, the beauty of innocence.

--Grace church fair nice-lovely girls-good read ing, interesting tableaux-Belie, M.iss J-L-U Receipts over average--Large attendances at Wood­wards-give Senyah a vacation-aquarium a mag­nificient specimen of marine rockwork-open it soon-Cold all the week-averything is lovely with the exception-of the regular murder, and assault of Chinamen by Hoodlums.

He looked again, Thespia's dark brow wassnf­fused with anger, while Emmeline was· crushed by inexpressible · anguish.

This decided him, and taking the hand of the latter in his, he exclaimed:

"Emmeline, be thou mine!" With eyes flashing with pent up rage, Thespia

left the house. Her parting words were: ~'Beware, false one, bewaro." What did those parting words mean? Who can

tell? Perhaps it means blood. We shall most anxiously await the issue.

The readers of the ERA may, perhaps, remem­ber a young man, who, during the first run of La Gr»nde Ductiesse at ttie California, played the part of Prince Paul, and who afterwards be­came one of the proprietors of the Paragon Sbirt deput under the Occidental Hotel. · He was handsome, striking ly so to some eyes, particularly those of a certain class of young men. He was not popular among the ladies, as he instituted · a lively opposition among them in the way of sewiny on buttons, making shirts, and ladie's underwear.

Suddenly his admirers were astounded by the mtelligence that he had departed on the Japan steamer taking with him what money the firm had m their possession.

NothiQg was heard from him until a \'\'eek ago, when a gentleman from Japan gave us the follow­ing information.

Atkmson, for such was our hero's name, arrived at Yokahama in company with a British Baron, under false colors, for he had assumed the name of W. H. Harrison, This couple made qnite astir for a iew days, owing to their flashy style of dress, and tho evident affection which they entert;iined for each other.

Our informant was invited by the "Prince" to ride, and the next day when his Highness to_ok his departure for Shanghai the t<irmer found that he had been v ictil:rfized .to _the extent of $15 carriage hire. A warrant was telegrapheq_from San Francis­c fot bis arrest on a cba-rg e of embezzlement, but t arrived too;Iate,and his Royal Highness io again

at liberty in parts unknown, in company w~his chere Baron. Whe.t next!

A new weekly has been started entitled "The Grizzlv." Fred Lyster is Editor. Beware, ye evil

oers, -lest The Grizzly should growl at you, and when he growls-beware, be's dangerous!

l\1rs. Chanfrau at the California- ting fair -Mannerisms eviae1lte--8upport sll'-so--Annie Gra­ham and Williamson good--Strange head-dress that of Miss ·rracy's--M.ounting superb-Dressing good- exception. Wilson--Mrs. Judah in a balloon sbaI,ed dtess-~alter it, please ma'am. At the AL h~mbra-Emerson immense-greater than ever­Billy's the best in the business-nothing new, but all good-" 1 wish there was no war" is the rage­Hart in the middle, graceful and gentlemanly-­Rickey in acts immense-Basso vile-get him a new coat-On the whole, the most i teresting show in town. Metropolitan-"Unae the Ga.s­hght," Sallie Hinckley good-Diblle tban average­Woodward fine as Byke--l'6st of cast bad-houses ditto-Minnie Wel!B, the lion tamer, und lined j

1 f 7ZUNDER 'fHE FIG-TREE. Under a fig-tree Maggie stood,

A maiden young and wondrous fair; A bud of ripening womanhood,

With face all brigb t, unknown to care, She sits on Admiration's throne,

And whiepers say, she ·s not alone.

Under a fig-tree by her side, A dark-haired youth with pleading tone,

Beseeches her to be his bride; Tells how his fond heart, sad and lone

Longs for her love--to strengthen woe Sbe doth pronounce that fatal-no I

Under a fig-tree, pleading now, A light-haired youth with azure eyes,·

. With poet's tongue doth tell her how His tortured heart longs for a prize;

A prize of diamonds, rare, priceless, Which should his solitude e'er bless.

Under a fig-tree each fond heart, Doth pledge a long eternal love,

Which nought but death can tear apart, Asking the aid of Rim above.

And Maggie as these words are spoken Reeks not the faithful heart she's broken.

• • • • • Cold Winter's blasts- -the leaves' death-knell,

Hath of its leaves the fig-tree shorn; But those white slabs mournfully tell

To passers by a tale forlorn. Tbe tale of him wh0'd life depart, For love of her who broke his heart,

Under the fig-tree! now farewell, A saJ farewell-poor wasted life I

Whose grief was more than tongue could tell. Who could not see her Comad's wife.

Forgive the now fond wife and mother, Forgive her, that she loves another,

ONW!RD,

WRITTEN FOB THE GOLDEN ERA

Onward! flaunt thy banner to the breeze, Upward! mount the rugged path oJ fame,

Scorn all such views, as eye of cynic sees, And win God's proudest gift of all-a name.

Onward! o'er leap the rocks that stop the way, Cease not, believe success is ever near.

'J.'hink of the morrow's rest, work well to day, Determination knows not how to fear.

Upward! lend not despair a moment's thought, Tbe ladder's rounds are firm, though far apart;

Climb slowly, surely, never fearing aught, And be thy motto:~Ever stout of heart,

Onward! perseverance sure must win, Upward! shoot Jame in its soaring flight;

Be sure 'twill come not 'till yon once begin, And once begun, 'twill end in wondrous might,

GRATTAN .M.. CLAY,

PARTED, A Reverie,

WRITTEN FOR THE GOLDEN ERA,

Methought as I gazed on her careworn face And fairy form in sombre mourning clad, Tbat once,I might have changed that look so sad Could I but have retained the sought for place, ' Within her innocent and guileless heart; But fate, relentless fate, said we should part.

I loved her once, and thought my love returned I Light was my heart as balmy summer's air; ' I And seemed impregnable almost to care;

so:deep the love which in its light depths burned. · But I was not for her, the sybil said, And rests my love among the loves now dead,

But ne'er reproach or scorn has she received; She tried to love and in the trial failed. Beneath the blow although my sad heart quailed, She never knew, .and ne'er yet bas believed, The desolat10n caused by those words spoken, And that she struck a loving he~rt that's broken.

I've seen her once, since fate tore me away, Sweet was her face, but wore a look of care; And as we spoke, no love for me was there; I would have given worlds to hear her say: "I'll try again"--but hope meseems has fled­Our loves are turned to air; forgotten, dead. She soon will wed one dear to her as life, And I must wed what I can nought but hate. She knows not that her.,words havo caused the

fate, Which gives my Hfe a curse, a hated wife; But I forgive-far be reproach from her· Blame, be thou mine, for I cannot but e:r.

ONLY A LOCK OF HAIR!

WRirl'EN FOR THE GOLDEN EBA,

Only a lock of golden hair Clipped from his icy pallid brow, Is what I have to gaze on now, And think on him so wondrous fair, And of his noble soul-felt vow.

Only a lock of hair! 'tis sweet To gaze upon each golden tress, Shining in all its loveliness, And wonder if we'll ever meet Where all is bliss and happiness.

Only a lock of bairl but dear Is each fair golden thread to me, It e'er recalls what ecstacy I ever felt when he was near,

G.M.

My soul's dear idol-Clarence Leigh.

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/ S Only a lock of hair! I love To gaze upon each golden thread, And think of him, my love-lost, dead, Who sings in realms of b

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liss above­And know it once adorned bis head.

A lock of hair! sweet souvenir, Sweet, fond resemblance of the hour, Ere clouds o'er my young life did lower When Clarence told me I was dear, And bade me come to love's fair bower.

Farewell, fond tress, I'll ne'er forget The hour when in a blissful dream­When earth a paradise did seem, That blissful hour when first we met, And first love in my hea1·t did gleam.

FLORENCE GRENVILLE.

WBITTEN FOR THE GOLDEN BRA..

HUntil Death us do Part,"

There before His dread altar, She received the first kiss,

And they stood thus enraptured In a bright maze of bliss.

Oh! how happy they seemed then, When they gave heart for heart;

When those s,veet words were uttered: "Until death us do part."

Her face beaming with blushes, She became his fair wife;

And devotion consii:tned her To a long and happy life.

But_! asked myself, musing: "Can deception's fell dart

Sever them when they've promised 'Until death us do pa.rt.'"

And I thought of the many That have broken that vow,

Although once as devoted As this loving pair now.

Had they thought when they stood there And excbanged soul for heart,

Of its weight, they'd not utter: "Until death us do part." 41

For when years on swift pinions Had flown floatingly past,

Happy love's fair dominions Were encroached on at last.'

Ah! tho fell tempter:came there, And corrupted each heart;

Which had once fondly uttered; "Until death us do port."

GRATTAN M. OLJ.Y.

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YE AMOROUS CHINEE. WRITl'EN FOB THE GOLDEN EBA,

There's a story I've heard, 'Bout a Heathen Chinee,

That upon my word Beats all I e'er see;

For he captured the heart of a lady,

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And a white one ! Lord I can such things be ?

Now the Chinee ain't pretty, And I can't understand,

How, unless he he witty, With a smile they call "bland,"

A high-toned girl ever could love him; But there's oft atrange tales in our land.

The tale runs in this wise: A rich man had a daughter

With blonde hair and blue eyes, Who'd refused all who sought her,

And her pa, when they went to housekeeping, Got a Heathen Chinee for a porter.

The celestial was young, Aged i.bout twenty-three,

With a fair name, Ah Sung, And as gentle you see

As a lamb; and to old Jones' daughter As attenti.ve as ever could be.

The time passed slowly on, And the hours to beguile,

Sung and May had begun At each other to smile ;

And in fact got up quite a flirtation. But old Jones was away all the while.

Papa came home one day, And l,ord! what did he see!

There . was his darling May On the Chinaman's knee,

And he was just about pressing a kiss, On her lips, with love's sincerity.

Jones' temper was quick, And it was never slack,

flo he gave Sung a kick, That well nigh broke his back;

And on the fair cheek of May darling, He bestowed a good back-action smack.

The daughter she screani.ed, The old man was irate,

And his eyes with ·rage gleamed As he said, "Leave the State!

You damned Chinee son-of-a-sea-cook Or I'll ram my fist clean through your pate."

Ah Sung didn't speak; Well, the fact was he couldn't;

May begun for to squeak, But speak to her he wouldn't,

Not but that he'd liire to have done it, But old Jones bad sworn that he shouldn't.

Ah Sung made a bee line For a China-bound ship,

And sailed o'er the brine, Giving fair May the slip.

Ancl he thought that he'd leave off white ladies, As these cussed old papas will whip,

Now I think it a shame Thai such things should be

But the women's to blame ' For all &~ch deviltry;

But the Chinee'll have no more such chances If us boys tako their places, you see.

GRATTAN M,-CLAY.

t r l / YE CELESTIAL CHEATER.

YE CHINESIAtb YE BANKEB,

You ask me what fur? I'm surprised, That you ask sich a question as that;

Why the cusses won't be Anglicised, And we won't have 'em round us that's flat,

And my 'pinion can't be exorcised.

Up in Auburn, a town in this State, There's a man who buys up all tho gold,

From us miners at reas'nable rato; And, by goll, he can't never be sold,

As a proof Nip Wo's case I'll relate.

Wall, yer see, this Nip Wo like the rest Of his curious race had a claim

Next to mine; and 'twas none o' the best, For I wunst had examined the saL J,

But of durned Chinee thieves 'twas a nest.

Yes it were, I'll now prove to you. 1

This cuss Nip hadn't had no good luck, So he thought that he'd try to put through

A small job, and he knew he'd the pluck, So he set brains to work, and hands too.

He got small bits o' copper and brass, And powdered 'em small with a file.

Mixed with gold, for pure stuff made it pass, Then as only a Chinee can smile, He smiled and said, "Me catchee at lass."

Then he took his gold dust into town, And brought it down to Hubbard's Bank,

Now Hubbard don't as a rule frown But somehow or other Nip shrank,

And wished he was well out of town.

Hubbard looked with a frown on the dust, Then at Nip Wo and said, "Oh you whopper!"

Of all you:wmean race you're the wust; You've fillel this dust with brass and copper."

Then he sailed for t~at Chinaman's crust.

Poor Nip Wol he yelled loudly, you bet; But Hubbard jest grinned at his wail,

And right for poor Nip straight he set, By first goin' for his long tail,

He was the wust that poor Nip ever met. The fight was a short one I ween,

For Hubbard came in with a smile, And said, "Now these heathens have seen

That when they attempt to strike ile They can't play me for a sardine."

HAL U. C, NAT~ON,

/ 7:J-.. Ye Bloody Insurrection of Ye Modocs -A Military

Draymar in one Act.

DRAMA'l'JS PERSONATI. His Excellency, Gove1nor Boo•rs. Adjutant Gen eral HooF. General Ho1tSE'l'ON. Colonel AJ.PIIABE'l' and S'l'AFF. Editor of TIIE GmzZLY.

SOENE---The Apa,-tnients of_ Stale. Alusic, agitato. The aroma of corruption is heard in the distance. Enter, Gov. BooTS.---He advances in the key of B flat.

Gov. Bella! horrida bella ! is the cry, And all my bnddiag hopes are knocked awry; A wry thing were it now if these Modocs Should swallow up the State, buy all the stocks, And oust ns from our office. Ah ! these cares Are more than we can bear. Our State ::tffairs Are over weighty. 1\ly subjects all compla in That I did cheat the gallows once again. A gallus way, indeed. Ah ! I can't stand it; My strength of mind is such, I can't comm::tnd it. Far better stay at home and mind the shop, Selling to children the sweet lollipop, T ea to their mothers, and to portly Par, Vending old Bourbon and the cheap cigar.

Music---uRogue's March." [Enter, ADJUTANT-GENEllAL HOOF.]

HooF. Ah, ha! Gov. Ah, hah ! yourself. Come, what's the news? HOOF. I am affrighted-tremble in my shoes;

The Morlocs in the north arc raising Cain. Gov. Ah, me ! These cares do make a man insane.

In sayin sich thiug·s you must 1\0t think I fear. HooF. I know, brave Gov, thy character aust ere-­Gov. Ahl steer thy forces north, and clean tliem out. HooF. Hold on! by jingo ! What are yon about?

My office was not given me to fight ; Now, wouldn't I present a pretty sight Upon a battl e field? My dnty 's this: To bear a title, care for the militia, And draw pay. A chief of Amicitia. Am sich a a fixture h ere I can't get out.

[Noise without-in fact, qiiite a tumult.] Gov. Ah, ha ! What means that loud triumphant shout? .Music---" Ha'il to the Chief." [Enter, CoL. ALPHADET and GEN. HousETON.]

Most noble chieftains, ye are welcome all, Whether you're rich or poor, or short or tall.

ALPII. (di-amatically)-I'll not be shot at all-I'll lick the ... Digg·ers

With my l!'irst Regiment. That's, if the figures Concerning pay, do meet my approbation. Don't charge me, Gov, with too much ostentation. Here, Horseton says, you owe us money now, For quelling Amador's infernal row. There's no use talking, we can't fight Modocs Unless your royal nibs puts up the rocks.

Gov. Yes, but my royal optics fail to see Why I should i·oyalize thee ; with a fee Into the bargain.

HoRS. No, you are mistaken, My faith in Alphabet. was never shaken, Since battling on the field of Amador We paid him much, and you should pay him more-­Th e State doth owe the hero money yet.

ALPII. (r1side)-A darned sight more than I will ever get. HooF. I tell thee, there's no use in aJJ this squabble,

I see your game, you want our funds to gobble. Now, what's the use of sending· up a force To fight those bloody Diggers.

ALPJI. Oh ! of course, You kid-gloved gentry always "squeal" when asked To quell disturbances. Now, you have basked In w ell-p aid sunshine for a year or two, And growl when we would try to put you through.

HOOF. But see the mighty force. There's forty-five Full-grown buck Injuns kicking and alive! Th ey 've made a fort which we can 't penetrate. Now, Alph, your forte is to get from the State Some pocket-money for your regiment; fa 't not enough that uniforms we've sent?

Gov. Enough ! enough! This thing was first a bubble, Then it grew larger, busted, and made trouble. We must get out of it, some way or other.

HooF. I have it now ! The Injuns we must smother; My brain gigantic hath a plan inv ent ed.

ALPII. (aside to 1-Jorseton)-Say, Dave, this fellow's hopelessly demented.

What crazy plot's he working now, I wonder? HooF. Ah, ha ! I'll squelch the rascals now, by thunder!

This plnn, upon my soul, is sure to stick 'em­Sure, seven thousan<l soldiers ought to lick 'em.

I ALPII. Yes, Hoof, if they are all as brave as you I I'll bet my regiment can put 'em through.

I Gov. Well, I don't know; we'd better send enough,

Because our foe is bloody, fierce, and rough. ALPII. Too rough for such as yon, and this poor coward;

I am disgusted. See, my brow hath lowered, And tl10u hast couered 'neath my piercing eye. Come, Horseton, let these duffers make their pie ; We '11 keep our fingers out on 't. L et us go­ye gods ! thtLt Boots should treat Alphabet so.

[ Alphabet, with his sta.(f and Gen. 1-Iorseton elevate their ale.factory organs and exeunt haughtily.]

Gov. I'm sorry this occurred ; he talked solid. HooF. And does he mean by his poor force, so squalid­

Five hundred men-to fight this Modoc war? Gov. He fought with h alf the sum in Amador. HooF. 'fhey wasn't Injuns. Here, now, is my plan:

W c need at least two hundred to each man; Two hundred soldi ers oug·ht to be enoug h To lick one-Injun, if they're proper stuff. That's seven thousand. Issue now a call For volunteers.

Gov. ( alarmecl)-Is not your force too small ? Hoorr. Oh, no ! I think that number were sufficient,

And if, at last , we find our force deficient, We ·11 send for more. The scheme is sure to tell, ·we '11 sweep the Diggers like a mighty swell.

Gov. Yon might C/8 well commence at once enlisting, And if the bloody Red Skin keeps resisting, We will annihilate him!

HooF. Chaw him ! hash him ! And into smithereens our troops will smash him !

Gov. But, hold ! Tho Grizzly man hath asked a hearing ; 'Tis time the mighty growler were appearing.

HOOF. A' peerin(f in our secrets! That 's his game-­' Gov. A game that you can't beat.

HuoF. . Yours be the blame, If this d-d GmzZLY plunges you in trouble.

Gov. See here, our path is strewn with brush and stubble, Ancl grizz lies are the coves to wriggle through it; Bore me no more, or by the gods you '11 rue it ! Give us a rest and send the Grizzly here-Th ey say h e's wise, and knows not how to fear.

[With becoming resi(fnation IIoof gives him a rest, and passes the signal for the Grizzly's approach. ..Aforesaid qiiad­rn,ped enters inqjestically.]

Gov. Al1, Grizzly sage! we all crave thy advice, And by thy pate, we '11 have 't at any price. Wh at should we do ? Tell us, and draw the dosh From out our royal trea.sm-y.

Gmz. ((lrowls)- Oh, bosh! Both you, sir, and your Adjutant are asses; With his toy sword he makes splenetic passes,

And threats, that Heav 'n 's dir e vengeance he will wreak And reek with gore the Injuns. Oh, what cheek! 'Tis really funny! Why call out the troops, To make with gun and bay'net bloody swoops? Can you not see that 't will make matters worse i' Ah, your thick skull will surely make me curse. I have two plans. Let me submit the first: This thieving Isle of Goats Bill you must burst And turn it into a n ew reservation, (That is, if with Stanford Y"" hav e no relation.) Th en send Chitf Crowley with knights of the star, To bring the Injuns down. So ends the war. If this suits not your lordship, here's another, A better way, perhaps, this muss to smother: In Frisco town a horde of loafs arc prowling, By day and nig·ht, at which we're always growling; Th ey' re Hoodlums called, and every one can fight-­Come, don't you think the idea rather bright?

Gov. It are. G1uz. Well, send to :Frisco for a band

Of Hoodlums, who infest our bay side land ; l!'it them out straight with such arms as they like; L et them for California's freedom strike. Have made brass knuckles, billies by the score,. And these ]\fodocs shall trouble you no more. Come, answer to the settler's frightened 01-y, And let the Hoodlums strike for Liberty !

[ Grizzly staii-ls on his hind feet, asswning a hei·oic attitude, and growls with satisfaction.]

Gov. Hoof, you're an ass! Hoor•'. (with a (!UShin(f aii' of acqiiiescence subsides and feel­

ingly remarks): W ell, Gov. I guess you'r e right. Gov. There's nothing left for you, so quit my sight. [IIoof, like a touching picture of injured innocence, quits his

sight.] Gov. Eureka! we are saved ; the cloud has passed,

TUE GmzzLY 's cut the Gordian Knot at last. · [ CUU'l"AIN.]

- - - -~

SAN FRANCISCO FEUILLETO"'• versat10n was reported to us verbatim, by a gen-11 tleman who saw the whole proceeding, w bile he

sat at his window quietly smoking bis pipe. ' ·• But soft, what light through yonder window breaks ? It is the East and Juliet is the sun."

San Francisco, dear reader, aa well as Venice, has had its romance of Romeo and Juliet, as we will endeavor to show in our little story. It was related to us by an almost eye witness, and we thought it really too good to keep; leaving the names, however, for ycur vi'l'id imag­ination to discover.

Upon O'Farrell street, never mind where, stands a large house, evidently belonging to persons of wealth and respectabihty, which family we shall,

The next evAning he was at his post again, and at the appointed , time two (figures were seen in tbe back guden, evidently engaged in close con· sation.

He could nol hear what they said; bu t his eyes told him enough to cause him to think th&t Mr. Capulet should know of it, a11d:"'be resolved that tbe circumstances of the case should be made known as soon as poasible.

Accordingly, the next day he called upon the old gentleman and_ in as delicate a manner as pos­sible, related to him tbe proceedings he had wit• nessed.

for the sake of romance, dub Capulet. A beaute- The infuriated paua was wroth - d d d

Chaplin, manly-his rough sort of pathos tiurl ctone-W1H11,m•on startmgly good as "S~tt ,,.!_ Mr~. Cbantrau~same as usual-defects few- ~er-1~s few-n~,tcnt1c enough to particularize-"Lady ~-ti LyWs :-:-not over average-"Huncbback"

I o- e like Chaplm better toe more we see of h;~-Mrs, Chanlrau as usual-ni el uno ni el o, o-opera next week-Alnambra-Worreil and Hall-we refrain from expressing ourselves-Em­erson. fine as usual-:-! say, B1l1y, my bo can't you give us soruethmg now? "Drop" 0 J• th ua t~ongs-no olfonoe-merely a sugae•t iono~

0 ~ t~poech-tremendous ,mccess--beo~ we have

a - uttoll-{)Ute and funny-Streets of San Fr_anc1sco-1mmensely funnv - Metro olitan thm houses to see •·Hazud":__not bat d -Hussey and Mis• Clifton really goid-.:Hu~~:; ?.t~~gOa~~~~te~!~?i~ to w~ite\Vseems incredible-

k . prep - el!R and L10ns next

d h h d th " d d • m ee , an

ous ang ter a ey, young an won rons ~owed summary v~ngeance in the shape of two fair ' ' who had just returned from the deviltry and I feet of raw hide, but our informant suggested ,hat solitude of one of our fashionable boarding "8 such_ 11 course would cause necessarily, a deal

;ee -Pipers after the Opera House, for the Hol­ays-better not try it.....Johu-Au Revoir cur

I tam. -- •

schools. Next door, in a small cottage, lives the Romeo

of our story, in the person of a poor clerk in &

dry goods store. He was a musician, and many a time and oft would he sit in the silvery moon­light, a!¥1 accompanied by the dulcet strains of the concertina, sing sweet love songs to the fair unknown next door, ''the one whom he loved paas­iBg well.''

Her young mind, wholly untutored in Zes af­fairs d'am our and full of gushing,girlish romance, led her to believe that she admired the attentions of the young serenader, as well as his face, whioh, l;y the way, she had only seen through the blinds

I of her window. The serenades b~came now frequent; almost

I nightly did the ravishing notes of the flute (con­i certina) reach the ears of Juliet, and each time the enamored Romeo would pour forth love songs, with all the tenderness and discordance of a lov-ing heart, and a bad musician.

During all this time, however, Juliet had not dared to open the lattice which concealed her lovely face from the longing eyes of her Romeo, until one evenmg last week, when he called to

1 her in tender accents, and sne, poor unsuspecting creature that she was, responded.

''Juliet." "What .. ,, "Could yon deign to look favorably upon the

suit of one, to whom your face seems all that is 'Qure and-heavenly. For weeks have I, neath your \1µdow, sung the tender feelings of my heart,

~ ever until now have I had means to know that my poor efforts were appreciated.''

"Indeed they were, for I have always listened to you most eagerly, I assure you,''

"Ahl then I am happy." "Does it, then, make so much difference to

yon?" "So much, that I have thought but of you,

dreamt but of you. I dared not speak .openly to you, for one year ago your fa.lher kicked me igno-

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miniou sly from his doors, benause I loved the cnambermaid.''

•' Poor Romeo I" " Ah poor, indeed I" "But it is late, and we may be overheard-I

must go.'' " Will I see you to morrow night?"

ol publicity and scandal, it would be better to shame them both in some other way, and he pro­posed that they should cool the ardor of the loving couple with a tub of water.

P"pa assented, and in the evening made all 1he neces,ary preparations.

Procuring a tub of water, not particularly clean he placed it npvn the top of the verandah, 'neath whwh the lovers sat, and patiently, awaited their commg. .

In due_ time they were together, and while in­dulgmg ID the rapture of a fond embrace down came a torrent of water upon them, drenching them from head to foot.

The lady screamed, and rushed wildly into the house, while with agility of a cat,R omeo o'er leap­ed tbe fence, and lay down quietly in his bed! in­wardly resolvmg never to love in so clandestme a manner again; his ardor as well as the fire of love was most effectually quenched.

MORAL .

If you're in love. and needs must show it, You'd better let the papa know it.

A class of brainless coxcomba, deserving neith­er the name of men, nor the dignity of idiots, are at present infesting the city, their chief and., in fa.ct, only occupation is to oggle and insult ladies, in order to gratify a certain brute instmct, born in them, for forming the acquaintance of women and young girls with, we m•y confidently assert, no honorable intention. They resort to ev.ery mean, despicable way to further their d•sigus; bu 1 _prub•bly tne most bare-faced, most contemptible method is throngh the medium of the newspll.pers under the head of' "personal."

They care not wno the lady may be, or what • may l,e her character , so long as she is pie ssin g to t11e vulgar gaze of these pests, and proceedin!{ 1

to the office of a newspaper which dirties its otherwise valuable columns with such disgracful trash, they insert a personal.

VVe refer to the Chronicle, which generally is too valuable a newspaper, and otherwise displays too good taste in the selection of readmg matter to spread such rubbish as theae personals broad• cast. We knew of a case,la bi week, which is nn­paralled in tne history 01 insol ent assurance and barelaced impudence. A man, (we beg pardon) a th mg, wearing the umform ot tne army of our couu tl'Y, sent nis card to a lady in the curu pany of heri· uer, while seated in tne dre ss circle of one of theatres, and not deem mg Ibis sufficiently impu ent, he Inserted a personal in tne Chronicle the daJ following, requesting a note should be seut to him to the address whicu tn e card bore.

A public cowhiding were too mild II way, in our mind, for expressing our opinion of such a rascal, but he must needs go .scot-free, knowing tllat he ruay not expect the castigation he deserves,owing to the wish of the lady's friends to prevent pub­licity. We would mention this fellow's name but our pen would shrink from inscribing it.

0 Yes." "Meet me in the back garden at eleven

Nutnmg of more consequence tn~n a murder' sandwiched between a couple of forgeries and di­vorces, has occurred in the local line thts week,so owing to the dullness we crave indulgence until something worthy of note transpires.

'l'heatres slow-very lltlle new-what is, is n·ot good-not strikmgl;y so. ()ahfornia-"Dora"-, .Fairly done-Leman sufficiently noisy-well, he was good-Mrs. Ohanfrau displayed her usual pathos-same as in other pla.ys-Wilson particu­lal'ly successful-make up 1really startJwg-farm \ scene mcely gouen up-have seen better-Miss '.l'racy only fair-"Aurora Floyd"-fairly done-\

o'clock." "I will be there-good night.'' The lattice closed, and kissing his hand toward

the object of his hopeles s love, he sought repose 'neath his humble roof.

This, dear reader, is not a faction, for the con•

· .I-IO PE.

WIUT'r gN P'OR THE GOLDEN ERA.

BY GRATT AN Jll . CLAY.

Hast ever seen a bubbl e blown By childre n when at play? '

What beau teous colors in it shon e And how resplendan t it hath grow~1

As it light ly ihata away.

H ast noted that 'tis frail and fair 1ifost fair to gaze up on ; '

But as itg en tlv fioats rn air , Altho ugh guarded by tenderest care,

It bright ens-trem bles- bur Rts-' tis gone.

Oft memor y causes when I gaze On the fair and fragile thi ng,

Sad thoughts to rise of other days E nvel0ped in remembra nce ba7,0 ,

Ar ·. i~colleotion'R stin ~

For hope, methought a~ gazing there , W;ts !1ke that fragi le toy,

Fm;t br ight and light and wondrous fair, '.l'lten lost to its fair gua rdian's care

'l'is broke n -ye t 't is j oy. '

''.l'is ioy to the m to note at firs t When wafted by the breeze ,

'l'ill in distruct iou ' tis immersed, A.nd watched with care, but it mu st bu'rst

Fa te, it lik e hope must seize. '

Such .oft is hope, firRt fair and br igh t, As it en larges. brigh ter still ·

The whole soul beams with fo~d delight And h?pe kuows not misfor tune's blight

.Fo r t10 beueath the will.

At last, escaping, it is gone No morn 'tis 'neath the p~wer

Iu famter color&, now it shono Anrl feelmg tha t ' twas no t tb iu~ own

How dark and sad that hour! '

At; las t it b~rsts-;-the last hope fled, rho las t lond lingeri ng spark

Has turned to dar kueas, Hope was dead And "'" the heart in angu isn bled '

'.l'he futur e seemed - so da rk. '

Ye Brokers of Ye Curb. Oh how well do I remember, •twas one morning in December, As I ran my journal figures in a quandary full sore, \Vhen I heard a deafening howling, ns of some one angry growling, Of a maniac fienely growling, growling at my office door. There are those poor curbstone brokers shouting at my office door.

Only this, nnd nothing more !

But the sounds came faster, quicker, then the crowd grew larger, thicker, And my senses 'gan to flicker, as I wond~red o'er and o'er What the brokers make this noise for, act Just like a crowd of boys for, Business men always annoy for . howling at my office door. But the fiends became more boisterous, howling at my office door~

Howling: ' 1 Take a hundred more."

In the name of Jove, I wonder, must I stand this direful thunder, Tear my throbbing brain asunder, rnnning'these damned figures o'er I must hu.ve it done this morning, Friends !---They list not to my warning, Aud Rll my poor prayers scorning, us my brain to shreds they tore, Heartless and relentless were they as my brain to .shreds they tore 1

While they cried: "One hundred morel"

"Friends ! " I cried, " Now why the devil do you in my torture revel? Let us all be on a level, Jet me run my figures o'er." Do you think that they consented? Heavens I no, like men demented, Seeming now to be contented, shouted still, there at my door, Even on my knees I asked them to stop shouting at my door :

Still they howled ; 11 One hundred more I .,

Cry on, then, fell curbstone brokers l Worse than burglars or night-chokers; Over ruined men the croukcrs, shout till you can shout no more ; You wished to drive me mad, you've done it; you had my brain a.t stake,

you won it; And my oilice, I must shun it, fearing to go near the door. Yes, my shattered brain doth prompt me to shut my own office door,

Afraid of that damned II Hundred more I"

LOAFING ABOUT. Our old contributor, Grattan JI{, Clay, tells us

what he knows about this modern art: What funny things a fellow meets,

When he goes out; What sights he sees upon the streets,

Loafing about: All creeds and countries represented, Creatures gorgeous, those demented, Men with minds and minds absented,

'Tis melancholy, Still 'tis jolly, Loafing about.

Be a fellow short or tall, Slim or stout,

Something nsw'JJ to him befall, Loafing about.

There for instance stalks II banker, Of many fortunes the anchor, And there's II eport, 11 grievous canker,

All are walking, Joking, talking, Loafing about.

Ladies arrayed in grand attire, The men do rout;

They cannot fail to those inspire, Who loaf about.

In truth that's what the fellows loaf for, What the girls are on the go for, Admiration-what's this show for;

The girls are knowing, Their fair sel ve~ showing, Loafing about,

I've seen men who have nought to do, Sulk a.nd pout,; ·

Worrying a whole day through, Loafing about;

Their temper's bad, still they annoy it, They've:lots of time-they do not enjoy it.

Get some fellow now Just to show you horn To loaf about.

Even the widows, precious clears, They go out,

Drown their sorrows, calm their fears Loafing about. '

They want a husband, there they'll catch him,

The lost husband, they oan match him , In the best way, Any

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day, Loafing about.

E'en the rich old millionaire Full of gout, '

Enjoys the balmy summer air, Loafing about;

If he has stocks he knows the pricea, And he thwarts brokers' devices Receives later mercantile advic~~-

He doesn't worry, Is n~ver sorry, For loafing about.

Take a pleasant view of things, Laugh and shout.

Let time dally with her wings, But loaf about.

Take things coolly and be pleasant, Think ne'er of the past nor present, Be the future's dreams incessant,

You'll ne'er regret that, You did beget that, Loafing about.

,:JUST ONCE MORE.

WRl'ITEN FOB THE GOLDEN ERA.

"Just once more," he said to me, " Sweet Eulalie ;

Let me but kiss that rosy cheek, And act the thought I cannot speak­

My Jove for thee."

"Just once more. My destiny-Sweet Eulalie, ·

Doth rest forever in thy hand, Yes, love, I am at thy command

T' eternity."

"Just once more; obi Eulalie­Sweet Eulalie!

To have thee my Jone hours beguile, To see thy blitheful winning smile

Is ecstacy."

"Just once morel" how earnestly " Sweet Eulalie,"

Came from his longing, loving lips. And as the bee sweets from flowers sips­

He kisses me.

"Just once more," what bliss to me! Me, Eulalie,

Has that first kiss-that seal of love, Which came, as though from heaven above-

'Twas ecstasy! FLORENCE,

"•tuck_ up," :thereby warranting a summa.ry W.UlllBB'l!:.lTH-Sorry. Your poem is entirely "hustlmg;" so I sought a "pard" in the person Ulleleae. An endeavor to diseover_ tbe faintest of a "Dollar store gal," and was a Roman in glimmer of au idea, meets with signal failure. Rome.". I found the ladies strikingly Probably you would find an. opemng m the

To OoNTlllllUT0RS.-.AI! contributions for t1•hich pay-mterestrng; their manner of expresemg Overland. A few st~nzas are given, as the faiuts 111ent i, not stipulated will be regarded as ~oluntary. themselves being really refreshing to one &e· will appear more evident when ID pnnt: Co,nlribtdor.8 e,,p_ectingrem:imeration should attach foleCnstome<l to the stiff, prosy nomenclature ofso• -AFTER 'l'HE•WINTER RAIN. pnce o, their articles to their MSS, c1ety. -For instance: "What do you think ctr •

that !Jam over tbero; don't vou thrnk she'& a After the winter rain, slouch?" I coincided. "What a "stiff" tba' croak, bull irogl! chirrup. owl, obi

A_ BLIE sends the _following report, acco=""'· "bum" is over there·, look at the "yams" and' • Turn somersaults m tile lune, -,.~ Break your neck and scowl, obi med by a not~, wb1chsay~: "I have understood crab snatchers_ he's got on him." Another that high _prices are paid for reporting ball~; agreement of opm10n. At this juncture, a full Woods shall ring blithe and gay, and, behevmg that l bad some talent in tha.t ftedged "Hood" aJ/!}roached with a shuffling Blither than the devil; line, an_d that the hoodlums bad not been fairly gait an~ s_aid to my ta1r compamon: "~e. it'• Though the sky weepeth to-day, dealt with, I have reported one of their balls mterm1ss1on; cheese this cbinnin' that stiff and To-morrow he may revel. Please send check at once." .... Charley, are yo~

1we'll go out and chaw bash." 1t took me ~ome Though deep call to deep,

a healthy, robust young man? If 80, prepare time to connect these phases and satisfy mv As thunder in the sk:r yourself _tor !he castigation which is inevitable. mmd that 1t was inteiligible English, but I at Oh my soul doth weep-Your arncle 1s _published, _believing that to be last succeeded. Alter intermission the company How is that for high I the most exped1t10us way m which to have you seemed so ecstatic, under the influeuc3 of stim• * * * * punched, ulants, that 1t struck me as being "a little * * * *

A HOODLUM BALL. fresh," and not "healt y" for one unacCUE· After the wintry pain . The Hoodlum element in . San Fran- towed to the rules of the P, R., 80 I •took my Comes from eatin g peaches,

msco has been literally torn to nieces b de!)arture. A_ mong the gentlemen I noticed: Sing heart! with might and main, Y "B JJ th B " 1

And indulge in screecheo. the press of this city, until it has become an 1 Y e. Her, (so ca led fr?m having bitten eyesore to the readers, who, for the most part thee~ , oft ,?l ~ lady ma fit o~Jealousy), "Jake, Su:a-Ban Jose-It is impossible. We cannot have not the slightest idea what a Hoodlum if!i. the Slum, Jimmy, the Snff," "Bill, tlle suppl)' your demand for recent back numbers. It is proposed, therefore, to speak of thenrin a Gouger," "Ike, the Guzzler," "Snub-Nosed It JI.! llfithing new that your two-year-old reads 1

p~ell8ant way, and, ~o that end, I will take ~cca- Pete," "Elick, _the Slouch," and several others. tbe'EttA and cries for it. 1he other day an in-s10n to give_ a descnptlon of a recent Hoodlum Among t~? !~d_1es were: "Slipshod Sal," "Lize, fant but twv hours old, who from bis birth had Ball m this c!ly, With much trepidation I the Sl~~•. B1g-Mou,\hed Kn," :·Long-yamed been in a somnolescent state, was teicg fanned paused at_ l?e entrance of the hall, the terribl Jos 10, Muslm Nel, and others 100 numerous by an 'ERA, when sudd_enly he OIJened tis.eyes, respons1b1lity of bearding the lion in his deri ~o mention. These names may be a little strik· ant!'tleizing it w1th avidity exclauned, "Bully I' creeping over me. I pulled my hat down over mg, but I got them on .~ood aut~onty. '.l.'aking Tbe success of the ERA is surpri •ing. Babies my nose, threw coat-collar up, and boldly re• It all 1n all, it was a _most enJoyable affair," ory for it; hoodlums fight for ii; ladies read it, sented the necessary ticket. A voice smote Pm not perhaps, as mstructive as a prayer meeting, and then make bustles of it; lawyers paste theed· ear, "Where's the bam? "I beg pardon (tr : and not as slow as a long sermon, itorials in iheir Jaw books; Raymond reads it; blingly), the which?'' "Where 's your h:~ Billy'li:merson takes his "gag•" from it. In your heifer, your cow-understand?' ' I had ahort we are so ovurwhelmed by courtesies and been !akmg a claret punch, and the horrible ' . . " . congratulations that the nght arms uf each and consc1oueness of being intoxicated crept over SIMPKIN~ mqmres: I am a married man, evary one of our staff are held m slings. me. Nevertheless I ventured another question· and a· Jovial man. Now I !;lave come to tlle con· . "My cow?" "Your gal, you lunk didn't

01{ clusion that matrimony and jollity are not con• NELLIE-Marysville-In order to answer your

fetchaheiler?" "Ah! no-thatis--'noididi't." I genial friende. _I lik~ to attend wine suppers, queation concerning Olive Harp er, that lad_y 'l'he threatemng aspect of tbe Cerberus was fast and 1t 1s 1mposs1ble for me to overcome that has been interviewed,with tbe fullowmg results: plunging me into the depths of my bo ts propensity. Now, would you believe it? my Sbe 18 twenty-nine years of age (so she said); "Well, yon can't come in without

00 g~l ,; wife growls when I get drunk, and says ,that it has been writing about ten months, and her suc•

"Eh?;' ••I say you can't come in without yo~r disturbs her rest_; that I have cold feet, kic~ and ceBB bas been star_tling. No one put a head on llam.' I was ma quandary; at last a thought more too much m consequence: .~• she rigllt, her on account _of_ her Table Talk. In appear• struck me. "l am a member of the press-a and what am I to do about 1t? .... That 1s a ance she is stnkrng. Larke dark eyes, a_nd reporter." "Wall, whydidn'tyousay 80 before? mere matter of taste, and _yourself and wife brown hair which she wears short and fallrng Go in; and look a here; don't give us a slouch must draw your own conclusions. Most people carelessly about her shoulders. She 1s tall and report.'' I shall do my best, believe me." With. having you for a bedfellow would kick you out. 2tately, and towered above the head of the awe· a heavy weight removed from my heart, I en- Ro:r.rno-Writes as follows: "l was engaged to ~tucken 10terv1ewer. Herconversat10n 1s tlow• tered the h_all, and, assummg a nonchalant air, a young lady in this city, to whom I was deeply 1ngto a 111e1Ifluous extent, aud m this case last• began takrng ~oles. Calico dress~s were nu- attached. 1 went calling on New Year's day, and !)d about an hour ao

d a half. Uo

doubtedly she

merous and vaned, for the lemmme 'Hoodlum" became considerably bewildered. In the even· 18 the commg wo_man. 1s fond of calico. Many of them were cut with ing I visited my betrothed, and stood upon my F~ANK-8. F.-Hardly credible. Although low neck and short slee~es, and a dress of brown head on the parlor table. I then attempted. to Doaovan's fair cc-adj utors deserve credit for contrasted pleasantly ,nth the ruddy neck and play a solo upon a mirror . w1tn the drumstick their interference in his behalf, we do not think shoulders of the wearer. The blendmg of a turkey. Now tell Iije, dear ERA, if you that any of them are nursing him during bis of colors bad ev1de_ntly been a study. consider thi~ a good_reason fo; dismissal, and if illness at San Quentin. We furthermore con• Brown was trimmed w11h yellow, yellow with tbe lady's md1gnat1on was JUShfiable." 'l'bat sider tbe 1·eport tllat he is soon to ma1ry oue of scarlet, blue with green,. and green with pur• depends upon circumstances. If the lady is them simply absurd. pie; and 1t seemed an o_bJect to have as many fond of acrobatic performances, and solos on . colored ribbons as possible. The ballroom eti· mirrors decidedly not. On tbe other hand we AUTROn-"The Floatrng Dagger; or, The Ex-quette nollced, was of a trpe widely different think y'our "obfushcation" pardonable, co~sid- iled Fratricide of G::,at Isl~nd," 1s hard _ly up to from that of the B0C1ety ot Van Ness Avenue. ering the day, and hope that a speedy reconcilia· the standard. Your hero 1s not resucitated a When a gent and lady _went upon tbe floor, they tion may be effected. . sufficient number of IImes. "The Red .l:Ianded would run a short distance, and then sltde or . . , Feejean; or, 'l'he Gory Locked Monarch of San skate into place. Tobacco chewing ·was n1>t AD0N:cs-lnd1gnantly writes: 'I put a person- Pablo," is retained for further co11a1de1ation. deemed out of place, and a spot of that prized al m the OhronwZe_ the other day, tor a lady, and narcotic upon a lady 's dress was a sign that she the next day her father lucked me. Can you LraEn-Bu sh Sti·eet-It would be hard for us was "chums with a hood.'' The affection of the give me some a('lvrne 1n the matter? I. am be• to discover which is the oldest buok in the State. sexes for each other was strikingly beautiful wildered.'' Yes. Your bewilderment IS hardly There is a man in Auburn who has an Eoglish bemg exemplified by numerous em bracings and obtuse enough .. Insert another personal, and dictionary prmted in 1520, . It is not for sale. ~queezes of the digitary members. The waltz get lucked agam, when you will probably be aa danced by the hoodlum,

1s a unique-not t~ sufficiently bewildered to come to the conclusion T, J. -Where could you have heard such a re-

say graceful-performance. The la1y is pressed that you are most fortunate, and that you de• port? 11 rn ridiculous to suppo se ti.lat Col, close to the manly breast of the gentleman-as served a worse thrashing than you received from Barnes is to le,~ture upon "What I know about close in tact as possible. Their faces are pretty the wralhy pa. wn tmg plays. near together, and sllould the lady not be tall GEoROE--Inquires: "Did I commit a bad M.-It is a mistake of yours that "Hugh enough, she r_ests her bead upon her "pard's" breach of dignity by lecturing a lamp-post, Humphrey" is courting ou1· table talkiBt, Hugh ~boulder. It 1s an mfal_llble ru_Je Wllh the hood• the other evening?" Thie case admits of some is hands ome and enterrniuing but he is a mar • lum waltzer, not to spnng, as is generally done, argument, and tbe inquiry presents itself: whose ned man. but lo_assu_me the appearance of bemg Jllaced in head was most dof01d of brains, yours or the . a straight Jacket. The steps are unlike those of lamppost's~ JNQUIBER-We cannot say whether Philosopher the usual waltz, . it being an object to turn ' . . . Pickett will accept the posiuon when vacated by aroll.lld as many times as possible in a small A. N.--8. ll'.-The arhcle _1s comprehensive, l:!ecretary Boutwell or not. He has 1t under IIP'C8,:&Dd then reverse, keeping heads on a level analytical and exhaust1vi;-1f not more •?-and consideration. •.Uthe time. It wa• also noticed that the heel in• would probabl:,: find place, when convement, if u -Y 'f i h t Howevel', take stead of tl.ul toe was used as a pivot. 1·ne quad- offered uncond1t10nally. JU.ARY es,

1 dytolul hw s o.

1 ·1 th 1 . . our advice an e 1m so.

nl ea were.very s1m1 a_r to _ oseusua lyseen, with VENDEB says: •·I have a barrel of cranberries . ~pt1on ot the mtroduct1on of numerous in my store, and all the loungers in the neigh• ,Jol!l-~i">rdly. _There IS no s~?h proverb as I a'WU11811 ~! pa1 tners, t?,gethe~ w1tb a series of. p1Co; borhood make a practice of' lunching on them. "Erm go plunbus mal Y pense. I •--- Jige. l was not stand•nga!Uhemght idle.' Can I stop it,?" .... Yes· put Croton in 'em. Tutn 1·t upsi'de down. l WM tearful lest I should be accused of beina 1 ' F,-Not quite,

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~- /?/J SAN FRANCISCO ~FEUILLETON, 1 ·They are, at the present writing, Decemfiiir 18,

_ in, Grass Valley, the former home of the groom.

Again dear reader has th h f Free ·be your happy lives from care, , . , e appy season o · As the white lily is fFom thorns· Xmas irnv~d; the season which, above all others Be your career as pure and fair, ' of the year, should be regarded in the most pleaa- . · As light which Heaven's P-ky adoi:ns. ant light and in writing of which pl t t . Sweet loves of two united hearts, ( . , easan op1cs Ever surround you, unalloyed; alone should be dealt with. Let us endeavor, 1 Think of the tie w)lioh never parts, then, to _speak pleasantly of everything,and every- r· ......_ Then li0 cannot bu~enjoyed. body . Let us extend a friendly hand to all, aq1"do I our level best to say nothing with which the most Ii .... - · . .

critical could be displeased. We, therefore, wish A FASHION c_OLUMN, IN FUN you, dear readers, a !)lost happy Christmas, hop- • ing that Providence has been kind to you in the BY ¥RB. GRATTAN M. CLAY. past year, (Ind that His good will may be yours to come . . How vividly, as promenading the streets of our

In speaking of pleasant things, we will say that city of an afternoon, are pictured to our faocy ·ihe on Monday last it was qur good for.tune to be pre- en~less variety of evidences of the rapid ul!Kidils sent upon one of those occasions which, from which fashion makes towards perfection.-- ~ver their very happiness, cast a veil of pleasantness day some of our beautiful stores exhibit new around all concerned , We refer to the marriage . styles, new colors, and new goods, which we never of Miss Amelia J. Platt, (daughter of our well b~fore dreamed off. Nature's defectR, too, are known and esteemej citizen, Commodore H. B, I hi_d~en. A lady, although not so endowed by the Platt,)to Mr. Jos. L. Mayers, of Japan, Divme Creator with such natural cLarms as ·to be:

Without the slightest intention to flatter we able to say, ·'Nature unadorned is adorAed t'he may say that they formed the handsomest co~ple '.°0st•". can easily cheat the most critical eye.,)The it has ever been our good fortune to witness, and mventive capacities of our Yankee brothers have we can with the utmoet safety assert that they been stretched to the utmost. In f.aet, to sft<!ft"ftft will make a happy one. · extent that any lady mav become a model]f sym-

The affair took place at the residence of the metry and grace. We refer to what are call'1.d bride's parents in the presence of a small circle of Patent Inflatables, _;,...,.,_]1:,! intimate friends, and the ceremony, performed !he workings and mysteries of which were exhib­by the Rev. A. L. Stone, was at once brief and Jted to the Fashion Columnist. They are of ,ill strikingly beautiful. shapes and ~lzes, ·and made to fill up defects iu all

We have asserted that this will .be a happy parts of the body, thereby doing away with the couple, and not without having sufficient reason, ver! cu~be~ _ome "fillfnga" of towels, _handker­for their love story is exceedingly ro;nantic. Al· cheifs, stockrngs and newspapers. The latter, though ·the happy groom ·has been more or less however, Is still much in vogue, as they can be absent from the lady during the period of seven "built out" to any desired size. In fact many of years, five of which were spent in Japan, where our belles bu_ild !hem out to most leviathan pro­he has 1tmassod a fine competence, he was not for- 1port10ns, which 1s called "t_he dromedary" style. gotten. While children, during the first years of The fair ones are very particular as to what paper attending school, they were inseparable compan- they use._ Heretofore the Chronicle seemed to be ions ; and, probably, they pictured to their youclh-,the favorite; but of late the bon ton of Van Ness ful minds a life of happiness in years to come, [Avenue use the ERA exclusively. In order to b6t­with ;vhat r esult the re ader has already become /tar satisfy the subscribers in that respect, a_ large aware. At an early age the young man went with invoice of "bustle paper" has been ordered from

1his family t0 Jap an, and during his long absence E~rope, upon which,. the ERA _will hereafter ~e she has rem ained true to him. pnnted. The great _d1fliculty with newspapers 1s I Although a valued member of society, and from that they ma~e too much noise when disturbed. her superior personal attrrctions, being exposed Our _paper will be a brand newly mvented and to the generally inevitable temptations of beaux called "noiseless bustle paper," We, .. however ,

, and lovers, the face of the playmate of her child- Dse the "patent" inflatible and can recommend hood was ever pres.ant, and she waited patiently them as being true to nature , soft, pliable and , for his return. . f' On-detectable. . ·

He returned; and the happy dreams of their ii. The Ne~ Colorlil .

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In Bonnets; · -There are many improvements, and the old ad­age of "Fashion repeats itself," becomes mis­placed and inapplicable; for we have something new. It is pleasing to stand at a window and

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hear tJ,1e remarks of the fair ones aa they wistful· ly gaze at tbe dazzling array of "roofs," as we heard one of them · say, "Oh, pa-! just look at that love of a hat; it's something new, 'the hangman's noose. ' I would like to . have one so much, and there's one made after the style of the one worn by Donovan's brave defender." Pa didn't gush very extensively, Evidently he was either an en­emy of that unfortunate almost martyr, or stocks we_re low. 0110 hat was most striki1Jgly beautiful and graceful. The rim was broad, and resembled the waters of the bay; and the crown wae a da~ zling white pelican, represen tad as swimming ill the water, In its mouth it held a. large bunch of seaweed, which fell in::graceful profusion upon its snowy plumage, producing an effect which was beautiful in the extreme . Many hats were adorned with birds; as, for instance, the gaily-plumed 'urkey buzzard, the meek-eyed sea gull, the ram • pacious gaooe cock, and the graceful sand-hil crane, as well as the gigantic humming bird. The. animals, too, have a place upon · the heads of fair damsels. The ape, the porcupine, the pood}e, the ~lac~-and-tan,_ the wild cat, and the sleek llllQ d1mmut1ve sea hon. · There is neither lime n"llii spact1 to e11umerate here the many beautiful varie­ties of hats,

Shoes Come next in order, and the styles are new and unique. The buttoned shoe is most in vogue, from the fact that it takes the handsome salesman longer to fit tbem on. '.Chey are in these cas worn very high, and are said to be very saving to , stockings. We would recommend to the ladies the propriety of wearing colored shoes, as they do not attract any attention from the multitude of ;apers which line our streets . For instance , with

A black dress wear red shoes; with a blue dres green; and with a light -colored dress, blue. There Is nothing which attracts more attention than a tlashily-ctreosed lady, and it is well k$>wn and undisputed fact that our ladies cannot bear to be looked at. Dress your hair plainly, coiled about a foot high, and wear a modest hat-a crane or a ll!orcupiue , for i nstance. Then dress mo:t de-1murely as_ regards_ the balance of your attire; for the_ dress 18 the promment feature, and the one whrnh shows at a greater distance. Wear for in­stance, a white pique dres• trimmed with pink ribbon not mote tlmn three inches wide, and Jet your bustle be composed of not more than four ERAS. Then, no matter how pretty your foot is, wear plam shoes ; _green, for mstance , and if you wear a parasol, cnmson would be a good color. Dressea Ill the above manQer, you cannot rail but to appear modes_t and lady-like-, anq you will com­mand the 11ttent10n of all ~miters of female in­nocence.

childhood are reaHzed. Society has lost one of its :Are numerou _s ~nd beautif_ul, the names of wh1?h most valued and accomplished members, our par- ~ -e very str1kmg . For mstance we have Nile ties one of their mos't attractive belle s, but. sh& '.'een'. a dark, . very dark shade,_ and: all the 61~o_,. has gained a noble and affectionate husband wh 1les m that river must h~ve kicked up a fearful from a long friendship with him has becom~ de:• umpus to produce the · color. It i;," however, to the writer. ' . r uch worn, and is very becoming, particularly

11:Ir. Mayers has occupied the position of Presi- to brunettes. Then we have a variety o~ cilo'ts dent of the R, F. V. Association of this city for manufactured expressly for th6 California kllde. 1 ln Green Valley, Solano countJ',- Jan. 29, Hens~ years, and al. th.ough absent t.h· e greater part of the ! 'hey are call~d Sacrament~ blu~, San J~q. u. in ton Campb\lll, youngest so~ o{ Charles aµid &~e time, his estimable qualities were the cause of (e-· ed, sky-blue pink, _ Laura Fair cr>mson, Donovan Ramsay. !t · 'taining him in the o_ffice. At last however the reen, a dark white, (very fine) and a whuish IN MEMORIAM. must Jose him, and they bid him f~rewel wit~ shade of black, which promises to become very ~ ·'l.1~t!fr!t'::i~j~;~~ fi~~~. good grace, f9r he'has found a worthy companion popular. . . . . "io!W!Jili'ii:;erst did bud and fade and die,· in the long voyage of li'fe. Davidson bas m his establishment some ready- i:l1Hhen he plucked it for him•elf, · etter rar, fond stricke11 \learts, ;.The presents given to the_ happy c_ouple wer~ mad~ s.uits, one of wh'.ch, in particular, was ex• 1· ysweetfiowershouldbloomi11Heaven,

varied and costly, among wh1oh was a large wine ceedmgly fine. The_ skirt :,"as composed of Sac- l~i\";~l:Jr:~•::::isr!~s~;;;:gi~en. stand bearing the inscription ,' "R. R v. Here's ramento blue grenadme ~nmmed with Donovan t[ow sweet to think ·be reached life's goal, -luck, old pal. " In closing, we wish them a long green, and cut en train, It was extensiv~ly - ...itlli,,!P'e"".r earth's tem~'!J,onched his soul. career of uninterrupted bliss. May their voyage to flou~ced, and upon each one of these was a myriad Japan-they go hence on the 1st of January ~ /,e a of httle orange colored,_ r_uffles. The pofonaise speedy and pleasant one. Their many friends was of ~ud-colored borr:oazine: slashed with Laura will wait11nxiously for the day when San Francis- Fair cri,'(fl-Son, and frlmme(l lWith sky-blue pink co shall be their.home. sa . was "too sweet fox anvtbm1t," "

ORIENTAL MASQUERADE, Natha!l'ibOked well as a "rurkisn Princess." l!ltts , Alice Morrison wore a dreeb which mighl be;oalled

1 1 "Frailty," It was composed of B6Yeral !mids oij

The Annual Masquerade of the Oriental Club! tissue p11per in flounces and cul very s.lwrt; wig took place on Thursday nigh!, and passed of witli of blonde paper curls-odd- and pratty, ban eciat, It was by for the !llOst extansive affai1 Mr. D11.vid Belasco, as a "Strolling Plafer," wa~ of the kind which has ever occurred in this cily simply immense. He was dressed ma VfYrY seedy There were probably Jive hundred .masques upoq suit, md itltier his arm11 he carried aeveral play the floor,and the costumes were varied and costly book~ H~eld one in his hand which he perused It was observed, however, that not so much at by thll Ilgfi 9f a candle. At t1mes he indulged in tentlon was given to the originality of characto spoutiugs with inimitable effeot. R11h1M1 wonder­which has distinguished some of our masquerades. ful talent as an actor, and should talte advantage Nevertheless it was nice, very nice, and no on of it. He was awarded tne first prize, a win had occasion to complain. The vista upon ent(lr• case, Mr, M. Bouvelotte appeared as 'the elder ing the spacious hall was beautiful in the extreme. Majilton, and his make-up and acting wero start­The glare of light, the twitter of hun.dreds of Jingly real. It seemed to be the general opinion yellow songsters, &trains of exquisite music, and that he should have had the second prize, which the dazzling array presented by the many colored was given to Messrs. Frank and Rosenbaum as costumes, almost made one imagine that he was "Schneider" and "Lowesa.'' Upon inquiry, the in Fairy Land. The galleries and side sea.ts had judges excused themselves by saying that hb was been reserved for spectators, and long before ten a professional-which was untrue in every partic· o'clock every place was taken. At about that hon r ular, and it was evident that partiality was shown. the whistle sounded, and the grand march began, M. Schmidt was "Brother Jonathan." W. S. headed by a braSij band, attired as we should im- Lawton wore the most correct, costume al:Dong the agine Falstaff's motley band of soldiers to have gentlemen, as "Mephistopheles." Harry Cluk been, They were led by Mr. Hoffman, as "Drum showed his perfect figure in a court dress. Jas. Majoi:, '' Next Mme George Harris, attired in a H. Swain was a jockey. R. Brown W&8 a most magnificent suit of silver armor, mounted upon a mournful and quiet "Harlequin.'' H. S, Ladd sup~rb charger, ae commander-in-chief. Then was withont doubt the best of the many elowns, came a beautiful chariot drawn by two ponies, il\Mr, M. Ronig showed Tery bad taste in bnrle-qu, which Miss Fanny Goldstem was seated, elegantly ing a. Sieler of Charity, James Paullin appeared attired as "Goddess of Liberty," It wool~ be 811 Miss Majilton, and the illusion was ·-perfect

I next to impossible in the limited space at our dis• many betll being lost as to his sex. ~DRQl poaj to_ enumerate the many costumes as they ap- M.ichelii,. 88 "Prince Paul," wore a V.P{f 1, p~ar•d 1~ the grand march. Some ~f th~ beet &l'e .inai~red satin suit trimmed wi swan't4

j g1van,~th the_names of_thewearers. ,,Miss Ann~ dowp. ,Donald Bruce, "One of the Jurolllf'' fut McKenzie was mexpreBBl~ly love!~ as Butte~. dress suit with calf's head. Suggestive. 1 ll)B She wore a dress of white illus10n, short ~t;l II bolicOtle "Pantaloon." H. Rubin, as a with low neck_and short sleeves. Myriads of Iii,., !um Sign Board," was original, and had- fM tie gold and silver butterflies studded the dre~ studied his character. He advertise ••~q and the appearance presented was very tine. lll88 Island for Sal,e-Applv to Congr~ss." JJ. l"lll Mary Pr~gne wore the most originally con?eiv~l repreeented a sort of ~ndeveloped "D4r1bt i costume m e room, lt represented the mod~rn ry"-an ape, with a lady's hat and 1-JBi Holocaust, r the gemus of _destruct10n: "i fl skirt. He carried II parasol. dress represented fire, bemg pamted to de_picHbl Later in the evening we peered tbE6tf~ th element. lo flammg letters upon the skirt. wer,t asks of the following: Miss Roae Levy as ••FJ!. the words: "C~icago," "Boston!'' fl.In her. -b!I~~;" Miss Neily Cullen ,as "Qt1een or'Clubs;' she bore a flamrng torch, and red ames iqu.,.. M.iss Stone as the "Morning Star;" E!lljl Marks, from <llll ,the top of her hat. . She was aw_arded -ffle a very noisy and troublesome peddler; Mrs. Levi• flrsUady a prize-a gold cham and locket. _Woll &on, "Alllazon;" Miss Addie Ryan, "lxlt>n;" Tom deserved;. Mrs, Ganus presented and ummitable w-1 n Anotner lazv "Harlequin·" A, Lipman

. k 'Ch' " 1 ilO , ~ ~ ' and perfect ma e-up as a' mawoman, an "Army Officer;" Mrs. J. Connor, "Judy;" J. Veg, wllB awarded the second lady's prize-a C!ll? case. elsohu called himself "Henry VIII;" Mrs, Nap• Mias Gertie :J?ietz, a lovely bmnette, ~as 1n t~ thaly was lively as '.'Aladdin," etc., etc.

To OoNTRIBUTORS,-AZ! confJributionsfor ~,1,ich pay· ....,.i is not stipulated will be regarded as voluntary. Contributors txpecting remuneration should attach the pnce o1 their article, to their MSS,

DffiEMHA writes: "Can the ERA decide a mo­mentous question for me? About two :1:ears ago, I met, wooed and won a young lady ot this city, and for some mon_tha the course of true love ran smooth. I v1s1ted her often, aud ru­mor began to set a day for our marriage. About this time I met an old acq_uai_ntance fur w~om 1 had years before some aftect10n, _and I d_1scov­ered that the old sentiment st1ll lmgered 10 her breast. I began to visit her, when the lady to whom I was engaged began to show symptoms of jealousy. Said symptoms grew stronger and stronger, until at last she discarded me. 1 then became engaged to the other lady, and was per­fectly happy, nntil num~er one taxed me with being deceitful, and claimed my hand. What am I to do,and which of the two-shall I choose?" .... Yours 1s the the atranges\ commumcat!on we have ever received, and with all due defer­ence to your feelings, we must say that YIJU are a most consummate ninny, Such .nunds as_ your's should never be troubled by thoughts ot Jove. Perhaps ycu had bolter emigrate to tJtah and marry them both.

NoT FOR JosEPII-Ban Jose-Yonr effusion ia noted. We do not as 'ausual thing publish per­sonal matter, but leniency to a would-be litera­tus impels us to publish a few stanzas:

TO OLIVE HARPER. •• Casino snatcliem paregoric.''

What Is the matter, Olive? Thine eyes are flashing bright,

But thy rage Is different, Olive, As bright day la to ni~bt,

Whyfor, ob, Olive! didst thou Turn a cold, listles1i1 ear

To one who'd. fain admire you, Whom you've maae feel so queer!

But you, ob, Olive! what ails you! Wby get thy dear back up,

And trom thy admirers •o bopefnl, l> Dash back hope's bll•aful cup?

Is there a void in thy bosom, Or a vacuum in tby brain,

That might not be filled by me, dear, Oh nay not to me e'er again.

But if your back must get up live, Let it get up as high as thQ •ktee,

And I can say that I nave Jov file&, Too well, but most muchly )Vlae,

And I shall hope, oh, love! so fot¥1l1 r.rhat you'll warm my love and lic4 freea&J.it,

Forgive my heart's tale sad &nd cheerleas, But if it is noisome I'll "<!lleeee it."

l'owr-You were evidently in a !;ad fix: when the muse came to you. Yonr po~m is intolera­bly long, and we must curtail it:

TO ROSA.

Farewell forever, thou witching Thine ~ure eves have pierced m When near thee, love, 'tis Heaven's Yet 'tis not saddening, when we

populir opm10n the most bewitohmg h,tle lady ID 'l'h&'testivities lasted until four o'clock when all ~he rOOJ'.ll, S_he a~pea~ed 88 _11 "Gypsy ~rince_88111went home; tired and delighted. The 'managers m_a short skirt ~f white satm with bullion tri!n• may congratula.te themselves upon having Dlllde a m1 ; green satm bodice heavily spa_ngled, ftow success of their bal masque. We would however

.a..-.._ k · d k t , I love thee fondly, madly, yet ing _._,.,. of pm ~atm an overs ir o, same· argue 8 point of good ta3te with them. To cover All of my heart l cannot give; corotier ()f green satm and bullion. the shirt bosom with a large piece of pink ;@!tin, Alas! 'tis fate, I must for~et, H_er eylpbltke form with dazzlmg beauty flew, d t ar a tie besides is not "exactly ~-,, And without thee shall s~rlve to Like rays of golden sunbe&m, o'er the floor. an ° we ' ' 'Tis bard when on ecstasy's brln

Mn. G. M. Berry was richly dreesed 118 They should also provide a more. g_entl81Il:6lll.Y- Blest love's sweet torch perforce t "M d Pompadour" in a cherry colored &ilk corps of doorkeepers; as several rnc1v1llt1es were Stop! no t1• not-I did not think,

a ame . d. d' h f Wb,V, tins won't do-I love anotb~ 1 kiri with white lace flouuce5 over which was noted, which woul msure a iac arge rom the ' . ~oop;d an overskirt of white 'chene silk< white regular police force. Aside from this, ilothin 'gE. 8.-8, .F.-Pray do no~ task hu dWJtlh 1.lfjn

'· - d t tb harmony and good fe r f unkin.d, but your reques 18 ar o gran . Will' With red· roses; ornaments, pearls. Miss R. occur,e O mar e " . ,, e mg O While appreciating the hono_r _yo would confer E. Marks as "The Queen of the Gypsies" wore II the whole affair, and ano th8r _m,,sque would be upon us, by frequently v1s1tmg !>Ur sa~tll{O, short skirt of white satin and scarlet points; a quite acceptable to the pubiJc as well as to the we ~net say that our hst ot sweet aixteen 'vleh-

CI b ho we understood realized han~moly OJ:Slll full, Understand-it 1s nol the fiCI f boctice of crimson satan cnt low clecoUette.; white u • w your being sixteen years of age, which date an(\ 11rimson cap with ostrich plume; the,, whole from the proc~eds. We cannot close wit1->lli.pay- us from mv1:ing you, ~ut you say th6"':f•u ricbJ ornamented with gold. The diamonding a slight tribute to Mr, _A. Tmeworthy, of the lil,tlg, Thats tLe J:>Olnt. We are dr~n td

y . . C lifornia Theatre who 1llummated the grand 11&te~f; mmd bord.,rmg on lunacy, ahou& three swindle was presented by M.1sa Emma Light; short a . _ ' . .

0 • • times a yeek, by just such interesting laeaiea as

shirt of blue satin, profusely studded with pre• march with his colored calcmm h0h18• 1 he effect von Come some mormng when we are-. . . was grand, and the beauty of the scene was out

ciona slQJles. She wore several mscnphons npon hanoed tenfold. • . t

her dress, among which were the names of sever- ~~~~~~~~~~ 1o.&.onir.-A poor 8{)80Ula~1on._ There are but I l I tn swindlers and the "salted" localities few rOllds in Washmgton Territory. T young I

a o e . • '{&llants of that reg10n, when they " Mrs. A. t:ichloss appeared to ccns1derable advllll• .a e~llig_ out to rideL often ~- n tage as the lachrymose "Sclika." Miss Fanni

"'their backs. The scene 118 descrffiecl"by an eye- ----~-- - ~ [ 8pm. Licked a Clunaman and two sailors. Sar-ewitness must be novel and exciting. Ha.If a 0.0 ~oxr.ett}J"ll"t "Uttt isfi~d. Alter the U8Ual Wlll!)ing of bread and milk, dozen stalwart youths, bearmg on their shoul- (,I ~ ·"" i,11• went to bed. TntrBcDAY·· Weutto lllackLou1s' and tiers as many buxom damsels who urge on their mot the •ufty who_ was to be shangaod. Got bim

t,panUng steeds with whip and spur. Keep your To OONTJUBUTons.-A!! contributions for v•hich a _ 1arunk and took him aboard. Got paid ten dol-

aew bnggy at home. ment.., not stipulated will be regarded as vozunf Y hu·•• Gut drrnkmg, and went to the Barbary ---Icus-In answer to an inqu1ry made by Contributors ,:xpectir.gre:muneration should attach a;l'; Coas_t. Stayed there all day. At night, went - , · · d price o, their articles to their MSS. to Liberty H•II. Ma;quera<le there. Dteesed

us sends in the following: ".1£pizoot1c 18 e- as a gentleman. Not a good di,guise. 'l'oo i;Tl~ed from the cbaldaic word s, fJ»Zi a "bronco,'.' thin. 'J'hey all knowed me. Met a 1mle chunk , and ootic, to kick_ the bucket. Ur lrom t?e Chi- SMART ELICK--Sends some licreP.d illustrative and spooDE,d on ,her, She got full, 80 did I. neee: Ep, sick; izoo, equme quadruped B, aud of the manner in which he spends bis time. As Hnd" row, and plugged her teeth for her. Sbe

' • .lie, a demi•e· a literary production it is rough; but it shows squealed: Her triend caromed on my nose,and LIVE HARPER-The interviewer trembleth, that sometimes be feels h1~ position, and would we ha4 1t red 110t, Jabbed him in the cr,;w "Yea verily, he dreadeth the wrath to come.'' do better if he could. We are mclined to think w1tb my ol,leese knife. Copps came and took He fears tl.Jat perchance you may welcome him that the Hoodlum is misjudged: we 18, llail no go. Couldn'1 get it, · Did not with a Columbiad. Patent rnflatables will NO'lES OF THE WEEK. wo1ry-lllJ'eelf much. Sleep bad. Mash a China-burst when squeezed. They may be procured man, who had the cheek to lay near me. at the Hoop bkirt depot on Second street. 'l'be BY A HOODLl'M, 'l'buugbt of trying to reform. No go, People amorous letter writer comes to the conclusion won't have u. l<'mnAY.-Trial this morning. that he knew what he was about. Fear bas "SmmAY~Went to Wooaward's, with Calico Selt'defcnce proved; cbuaoter not good. 111.ore emaciatt>q him to such an extent,that the blonde Joe. Fifty cents in my pocket. Looked around, RoO(llnm. Damn it! dent below for twenty-

: ornamentto hisupperllphasvamshed-turned Felt mean. Why? Folks stared at U8, We tourhounfurgettmgdrunk. Gave the judge to air, were Hoodlums, 'l'hought then we would make some hp, and got twelve hours more. 'l'old him

them think so. Pulled the eagle's tail, got to go to b-. Twelve hours more. Hadn't INGUIBT-"Duftinger snatehem salaratus,cum clawed, and cuesed. Joe tried to ride the jack- tiwe to cue~. Rustled out. Went below,

'stalem tomatus paregofic," has been translated ass. Got chucked off. Re . cussed. Tackled Licked the copp who br . uglJt me Put iu the by Bob Hart thus: •''.l'his establishmenl does not the bappy family, Gave the big monkey a chaw cell wnh a greaBer. He said buenos dias. advertise," etc. of tc,ba~co. He got !Jnffed, and throwed it in Thought he w~s sassin' me and Jet him have lt.

dna. J,-By all means. It is not proper for _a my ey_e. Cussed agam, Joa YR!Jke~ another by I Hot u 1,Jazes for teu minutes, He stuck with gentleman to embrace a lady, unle8B she acqu1- the tail, Keeper bit him a b1ff m the jaw. I 11,.table knife. Examined by doctor, and sent to

, eeees. Wanted to see the rest of the show, and didn't old hospital, SA'rCBDAY.--Felt better. Got up . fight, Chucked a lit_ cigar in bear's mouth. and looked around, Stuck alter Jack Sheppard,

\.zILE--San Jose-One of ~he short stories IS Bear hollered, and pohctman clawed me on the ll'1attted the nuree. Broke the bars. Escaped, forthcoming, as you perceive; some of the oth• ear. Cussed worse t~an ever. 'l'ook a ride in Go~ out. •rook all bu1 one of them to our den, ere, and of the poems, llkew1se, will follow amt, the boat. Pushed a kid ?verboar_d, Old man n8 wouldn't go, Mashed him in the eye aud The possible faults you allude to are palpable tackled me, Swore I d1dn t mean 1t. Old buf- sent him off. He got caught, Went under the

, and too numerous to detail. Study the beSt ex• fer hit me a socdologer on the smeller, and I wharf, played sick and dunk beer_ until dark, emplars. gave him the left. Joe and me tried to get 8lidt,d(lowil strnet to prowl. Br.ke mto a China

'!ifuHEROUS CoNTRIBUTORS.-Accepted: "My away with him. Couldn't do it. Policeman Wash Reuse, and got builedsJr.irts,and "change '.!.'rip to the 111.ountams( "M1d,?i~h,t," "A Con- yul us out. Gol on the cars and tried to spar of underhide, Went home again, Licked two versatic,n with the Colonel, Ihe Rose of our way to town. Conductor _wouldn't have 1t, or three I•allan fi.hermen and went to bed. Ophir " "The Man from China," "Sprays," He got lippy, . Me and _Joe cbmned him a bit, -:Ended a red bot week's work, If you want any "l:lt. Patrick and the Serpent," and then let him have It m the ear. Pa8sengers mere 11Cratch us a line and I'll let you hi;ve it.

at last kindly asked us to get off. Did so. Me Stuck alter writin' fur the papers. 0.-S. F.-The article would have been more -black eye; Joe-:--tooth out. Some swell could ;,r-Writes: "Being a novice in the

timely a month ago. However interestmg, and have sparred his way, We couldn't, Hood• EBDAN . . , otherwise acceptable, It dof!• not come w1tJ11n luwsl Walked to town and spent the four bits Wt<)B ot somety, and knowmg no one I cam to 1 the raoge of paid contnbut10ns. at a five cent house. Got full. Had a mill on a,k, l 11;~ t0 you_, dear ERA, for coveted mtorm·

b f k h Fourth street, Hit on the head with a cubble, at10n. l?ere will be, wllhm,a fow d_ays, a very ·;:;. B, C.--Sacramento--The ri& s etc es are '.l'aken home, and Lize tended 10 me, Lize is a I fa&hwnab.e ~nvate weddmg, alter lt, a. recev-1 received fur print when convement, The pro- .ma&her, and works in a cigar factory. Been uon or p~rlJ. I oball receive av rnvitat10n. I I posed more sustained~ffortwouldprobab!ypass living with us a month, Our hotel is under do not w,.h to at_tend. Under t,!'e 01rcums_tan­. mustEr. the sidewalk and wharf. Ten of us there, Out- ces, what does etiquette req~ire. A note o! re­l~ELL-Your communication received. You aiders would take rough chances to come near gret; l\lter tbat a call_? Oan the call be d1~~ •; remind us of: "l would 1f I could; if I couldn't us. .MONDAY-Got up at ten. Bad cold. Bed ptnsed w11h? _ l plead 10r an 1mmed1ate repry, , how could 1? I should, when I would, when I near the water. Tide ro~e, and wet my feet. . . .. Etiquette m reall! pohte cuclea is ~ever too

wouldn't, why should 1? See? Somebody stuffed mud in my ear. Thought it ex~_ctmg. Somethmg depends upon th_ degree was Lize, and hit her a biff in the jaw. She o_t mll!1Jacy her_etofore. Under ordmary coud,­

;roM-Worthy of Mrs. Partington. Mehfl.u• ,and me parted. Swapped gals with Stub-toed twos, m San Frnnc1sco, a regret m season would ' esoontcuncurrenceis good, l>ete. Went up town and tried to get work, suffice. lt the mvuat10n• are accepted, a call :M:. F. --S. F.-Tbe gift. is gratefully accepted No go. Couldn't take a Hoodlum, '!'hat's the thereafter becomes imperallve.

and the gratification will be shared by all the way. Tried thousand limes to do better. They IIQUETTE-The time was when on the Conti-EBA'S readers, as soon as posslble, won't let me .. _At mght went to see_ Dargoo. neut tbe custom of sbaking bands was simply

H H M , d 1 Red hot. K,yied a1,d wbutled. 11.tter show v<Jted an English absurdity-a Parisian exqu1s-E, N.-S. F.-Perhaps at. · • QOre s, ea - 8111yed up 'ull the milkmen and bakers were ite or a Viennese (on introduction or otlJer ex-

er ther01n, or at tbe Mercanlile Library. out. Won ten loaves of bread and four caos of change of courteoy,) merely thrusting his W. K. S.-Oakland--The sketch will appei.r as milk, and t.,ok 'em home. Eat supper and lald gloved hand into the breast of_ Ins but1oned

soon 88 opportunity presents, dO'Wn for a snooze. T_UESDAY-Got up at elev• co11,t. 'fhere is a new dec1wm 111 tho matter

JOD_,,.O off and die. en, Walked down Third street, and won a plug = The Paris correspondent of the London Star ; ., v uf navy lrom a cigar store counter. Won a roll - h h "J k Club" befcre whose de-

A:u:Es--It is_ ii_ardly credilile that tbe aronauts of last Saturday threw their wbisky overboard in order to lighten the weight carried by the balloon, It no doubt weigbed heavily on the buoyaocy 0f their miods as well as that of the great ioflated-but that sacrifice they could not make, i;referiug to part with the iostruments and sandwiches. Yes; Mr, Coe Lay with the HuU lot, in the mud as though in a huge Bun­Im·, 'l'bey aei· o nauty crowd, is a bad pun.

AuTnon--S. F.--Your assurance is positively relre•hing. To wade through the mire of a new fjvt-act se.nsational drama, is something be­yond our endurance. Oue of the earliest signs of idiocy, on tue part of young men, ls the be­lief that they are bcrn to write fur tte stage. And yet, in a hundred clever and capable mmds, you will hardly discover any geuuine capacity to produce a respeccable play.

INQUIRY-It is not trne that Charles the Stod­dard contemplates a~.uming the editorship of the Orerland, preferring to write his "l>wallow Fll8hl8" for the EµA.

MoLLlE- We decline to publish "personals." lf you want to meet Joe on Sunday night at the corner of Washington and Market streets, you must advenise through some other medium ••

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.of sheet _lead, and soaked 11 for four dollars . -:~t th! }a:hio;;bfa world bend, have decided and six bits. Suft thmg: <;rot bre~kfa~t at au · that the En lish custom of shaking bands is Italian coffee s!an~. D1dn t pay for it. Told h f th t g b considered the correct thing; Lim I was S_tan,ord s u_ncle. He cussed me m e~cef or th O e, •n order to protect ladies his native lmgo. I didn't mmd it. Couldn t anu ur ermo.e, i a •n to return the aavy. Got a pole and fished for oranges. Got ~m t~e annoyancehif !a;i cfoose to take off a few. Ea_t tile goodFonesd. co~ubcked fithebbad 1 •hit~e.f toa~ie:ri ;,,blic the English fashion is

1 ones at Chmamen. oun a mee ab oat. .., d d f 1 d. b' · g first 'Told 'em if they didn't fork over dried shrimps, to be a opte o a 188 ~ • I'd mash 'em, They didn't, I mashed 'em, I "T m A Hawk " as you suppose, and won the shnmpa. Child overboard, Saved INQUIRER- 0 ~n ou~g and gushing, He it and old man cried, No notice in paper for a is an mtere stmg ~io '~though a favorite with Roudlum. If folks ireated us right, we'd do 1s, mor~uver 8 a c!s of them watch the cffice un-better. Went up town. Free luocb at the P~n- tile ladie~, . corn a rand rush is made. 'fhey theon, and didn't pay for it. Didn't maah ady t1i he ai:-rivt wh1t thf slreets with them; t11ey gals, Didn't see any, At night went to the Al- want lnm t° w~ort them to the theatres, balls bambra, l:ltaving snow, Allen, Mac and Har• want bim ? es d of course t1'ey extend to bim riacn way up. After sbow, won more milk and and p~r;~~s, _a~lities as maybe in their power. breJand went home. Felt mean. No fights. such I e civ ahawks them, Yes, it is a ht-to-di,y, Bound to have one to-morrow. W ;n In retu~~ ie !0i: is innocent of any intention Nl!SDAt,-Got up early. Went to Meiggs' wharf He severe, . u Jin

3 as hi• serenity of conn-

in a ecl>w. Saw a lot of kills fishing for bottles. to hurt th ed [:: sufv'ity of his conversation lll· Loi of chawa tried to take them away. Couldn't tenance an stand that, Cleaned the cbaws out. Pulice I d1cates. wanted to arrest me for fighting. Stuck up gent do that, Noble deed. Not right for a Hoodlum. Rowed past the city front and found , a crate of oranges, Saw a man fall overboard, Let him drown, won his watch and money, tllen mformed the coroner. Met Black L ollis. He iold me to come to-morrow, and helpshaoghae a fellow. Pr, m10ed to come. Rowed bowe aod tried to piok a fl bt. No go. Eat oran ea and went for

"LA BLONDE DORMANTE." she has been j ilte~ Overcome tiy grief, she emplif'y their joy all the chara&ters si g thjl flll~ts; bnt Norton reviv~s her, as she is not suf- N~ BhYWIM, In ,r.Jwlh ery 1 • n fic1ently slender to hold m his arms. The enraged I which has transp'red •or months 1•8 t· d

A rehearsal of the new burlesque, "La Blonde pa gi t I h" . . t . al - '' men 1one • Dormante," was held al the armory of the City . vee ven ° is passwn 1~ a ragic speech Somnns again appears, and says that his duty im-Gnard, New Montgomery street, on Wednesday v?wmg eternal revenge, Hi8 daughter checks pels him to lengthen Anastatia's sleep. Cupid

him by prevailing upon him to "choke off and go and be are discussin"'the pro,,r1·ety of snob a th1·ng evenmg last. It proved a very pleasant surprise; d O

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as a dramatic work of real merit, and one which an soak his head," which he proceeds to do. An- when Reynaldo enters with the following I stirring

Id b astatia, ov_ercome by grief, faints upon a couch, ipeech: '

won e a certain success on the boards of any h theatre, was presented by young men occupying w en Cupid enters: 'Stand back, I bid ye! This is I, Reynaldo!

h- h · I CUPID-Jerusalem! I've got into a mnes. What ails thy guards? Thrice ten times have I ig soma positions iu this city. Their only in- How can I ever get out of this fuss? called. ho!

ducemen t to appear in public is a desire to assist Such a dire row I ne'er was in before; And yet they c~me not, But I found one knave; the City Guard, for whose benefit the piece is to be This prince, the knave, don't love her any I called him caitiff, dog, driveller, slave! produced. more. And then I drew, ha! ha! my shining blade!

T (.Anastatia sighs.) Re begged, he cried, ho! 'hot the villain prayed,

he story of "La Blonde Dormante" follows the But ha! I slew him, slew him where he stood, the thread of t4e well known fairy legend of "The Ahl she is here, I hear her low sad sigh, And laughed to see the slough of ha, ha! blood! SI . B Now I'm tbe cause of that. NoRToN--What mean'st thou, entering.,thnsly my

eepmg eauty;" but the characters are all orig- ANASTATIA-Ob, Charles! Oh, why, domain? inal, and the originality of the production is its Why did you leave me? Cruel Cupid, obi REYNALDO-The main thing, now that old Dew• best feature, A synopsis of the piece is herewith CuPm-Crnel Cupid! There'• another blow. duffer's elain, given, with a few of the speeches and scenes, by I am ill used for trymg to make matches, Is this: I am Alphonso's right hand man,

Now I thought h.er the catchiest of catches, And came to see successful made, our plan, permission of the author : , * * * * * * Has she awok'd?

The play opens with the entra~ce of Norton I, ANASTATIA-A.h, fallacy of man! NoRTON-She havethnot. in a great rage at the uou-appearance of a Prince CUPID-YoufaU 1 see • REYNALDo-Tres hienl who was to have married his daughter Anastatia : To cursing man, mstead of me. REYNALDO-That's French. But now to business

Sweet Anastatia, ope thy eyes and gaze; once again, "NoRTON,-Ah, ha I alas I and why are these Upon thy feet, sweet being, try to raize, Alphanso cometh I

thus? And I'll ei-a~e al! love from out thy heart.'' The Prince enters, and Anastatiaawakes. The Ah hum ! I fear me much there'll be a muss, A mighty row-for here this low-born prince Anastatia awakes, when Cupid endeavors to con- story now is ended, and after rewarding his fair Don't cl_aim my child. I shall not matters l1ole her by telling her that be has a lover for her, coadjutors, the Prince suggests music. A grand

But k~~~6e cause, the wherefore, why it is. but he is but four years old .. That he is the only chorus follows, terminating with a revival of Ah, ha! I'm filled with rage, my anger's riz. man she can ever wed, and m order to preserve "Shoo-Fly!'' and a transformation scene, which, My menials, even, can't do things in shape, her youth, she mus I sleep for fifteen years. She , it is claimed, is something never before a~t-empted For t_here they let tbe Brothertons escape. consents and aided by Somnus the God of Sleep in that line. Our Juries, too, arf! corrupted and packed: . ' . ' ' They set

II mmdereRs free, and say she's falls mto a sleep which must last for fifteen years. The cast of "La Blonde Dormante" comprist

cracked. Area, God of Flight, then informs the audience Now_is this fail'? Why no, of course it 'aint. ibat fifteen years are supposed to elapse before the A taints upon the Jaw.-'T1s wondrous quamt. But we must bear it, can't do otherwise ~:::t scene. Scene second opens by ihe entrance While woDl's pulled o'er my royal eyes.' of Reynaldo, right bower to Prince Alphonso, He I'd royalize them all, if they'd do rightly, "does" the "heavies "as may be seen by the fol-(looktng off) But ah who comes? Whose is low· ch· '

this form unsightly?" mg spee • Crow lino chief of police enters and begs ex- "Ah, hal Ah hum! Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, hum I

. ' ' ' Will naught but hard times to us ever come? eontlve clemency from Norton who bas deposed I cannot think what may be my offence. him on account of allowing prisoners to escape. All rail at me. I see I must commenca To Crow lino's prayer he answers : A battle agamst fate. Let me k'thinkl

In what way can I 'scape foul chaos' brmk? "Ah yes, I now see what you mean- I once thought I caugbt time by the forelock,

.Amenable art thou for this I ween. Ilut it raugbl me, I Jost my coin in stock. Thou crav'st of me my royal clemency, I thought a fortune was to be my own, hh ! I cannot see it. Yet I know not why. And then lost all I had in Arizona. I know thou'rl guilty, but my heart, so tender, I'll h~ve a place where I can foil these sneakers, Is touched by prayers of the fair other gender, One of the Cocos Island treasure seeker~. This Donovan was worse than thee I trow, Capricious fortune then on me will smile.

MORTALS,

ANASTATIA-A beauteous blonde of ye period; at first, a discarded one, sad and forlorn; but af­ter having enjoyed a nap, an happy maid, made happy by ye little archer, she becomes ye blushing bride of ye "bloody prince, you know."

...................... CLAY M. GREENE, NORTON I.-At firs~ "a heart bowed down by

weight of woe," and rage. Nevertheless he tends to his usual State affairs. It might be well to state too that he emulates the principles of our Governor, in believing a man guilty, yet uses his executive clemency, and reinstates, the depoaed of­ficial. He does not state the status of things un­til later. In the end, of course, he is happy.

. .... , ....... , ......... JOHN J. M-CilPBY, Yet didn't hang. Why not be kmd to thou? l'J! scorn them all! Yes, all, when I've struck My tender heart relenteth, Get thee hence, ile. ALPHQNso-Ye bloody prince, you know." One And on thy second term at once commence." I'll cut Alphonzo, for I hate him. Ay~ ofye victims of ye fall in stocks. So good was

With abject humiliation, Crow lino vanishes and I'll ne'er torget it, never till I die; he, 'twas said he should die .early, but he dilates . _ ' He struck me. Yes, by Jmgol death and shame!

Norton proceeds to attend to matter• of the na-. 1 hate the cur, yes, hate his very name 1 . upon morality, to his right bower, and playing tion. Tne Princes~ Anastatia, who has not yet Curse him I Cur~e the hated dog AlphonsoJ'' a strong game, wins "La Blonde." become aware of the conduct of her lover, enters Alphonso enters, and with his right bbwer, ............ , ............ H. A. BUTrERs. at this juncture, and discourses thus : holds a conversation upon the ill luck whioh has REYNALDO, his right bower; a "heavy willlan,'

The time has come, and still my lovA'B away ; followed them in all their speculatiouw. "'l'be of ye "fron I-wood-robber" persuasion. Been to A way he said he'd_ find to come to day,_ came to no definite conclusion as to wb•t J.e to be Arizona, and of course got "salted," consequently And claim me as his own, his lovely bride, ff · ft of •· · d (He says I'm lovely), and what'eer betide, done, and Reynaldo goes o m a I ,usgnst. his pl'eserve penchant for revenge. Say11 he's l shall be liis'n. Ah, the cunning thing I Somnns enters and produces a sleep, wb1n Al- one ot the dogs who's to have his day; but there's Won't I i,ust !ead the cove a lively string? pbonso sees Anastatia in_ a vision. Cur@ then too many dogs ............... L. M. TEW.ltt<BJJRY, At first 111 tty h_1s lone hours to begmle_, nl€rs and explains the meanin" of it when Al- CBOWLINO, Chief of Police. At first plays a lit-And throw my features mto a sweet smile ; e . . 0

' Ah, such a smile! Like this, (smiles) and then phonso resolves to free the Prrnc0BB from her long tie "Smarty" by letting prisoners go, in order to

, a kiss . . weary sleep. He enlists ReynaldQ in this scheme, receive the reward. Executive clemency (?) par-I II haye to give my love to seal our bbss. and assisted by Area who presents them with dons him: however, and he becomes custodian of Celeslial bhss I knew will he our lot. ' For he has cash, and castles, and what not? wings for their feet, they depart upon their jour- the sleeping chamber ..........• H. C. DaooEB, What naughty things I'll do when he is mine I ney, IMMORTALS: Go riding every da.y, wear dresses fine ; Scene thirds opens with a stirring speeoh, in CUPID, ye cunning llttle archer. On the mus-Yes, dress asfine. and finer than them all, I wonder is my lover short or tall? which Norton complains of the way laws are ad- cle. The ladies' pet. A duck of fellow; but he I'll not be ;hot at all by Cupid's darts, ministered, Stanford's propensity for "gobbling," almost makes s goose of himself at one time, by If he is not a deal taller 1hau me. and many other local allusions. Cupid enters and being careless. He makes his victim cai·e-len for That's my ideal-he must much taller be, entreats him not to grieve, !JS his daugllter·s sleep her lov~ however. His natural G~pidity over• Than his dear wife, .But where's my darling ~.-~ . flown? is well nigh ended. All are exercised al th! con• comes ye dilemma, and ha is instrtUDl!IM&l Ob Charles I my sweet one, whither hast thou tinned absence of Prince Alphonso, when Som- In bringing abom ye union of ye lovers (with

Th gone,

1 . nus appears upon the scene, saying that the Bleep songs and dances) ...•.... , ••• FRANKL. UNGER.

at thou com'st not to c aim thy waiting bride. must be prolonged for fifteen more years. To So:wrns, God of Sleep, although theprimeoause (Entel' Norton 1, in a great passion.) this propoaiition Cupid objects. A grand boxing of ye somnolescent state, a lively sort of ones, and

Ye Gods, that be should unto me have bed r• match ia the consequence, in which Somnos is ae- an important character, as he l?l'Oduces the slaep The Emperor then informs his daughter lhat feated and driven off. Crowlino announces the for "La Blonde·• (with gymnasito ~ats.)

approach of the tardy Prince, whereupon, to ex- P: ...................... .;.,_L-:,,..Jt· WARD.

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and e new_axtrave.ganza, which is ~pirited, bright SE OF OPHIR match." b /parklmg 111

every scene, displaying literary "What!" came from a dozen throats, sur-,a I tty, m the specialty of burlesque, worthy of ~ 1

prised aL such an announcement. B:ougham, Planche or Byron, will be produced A . "Why not?" answered the hostess. with appropriate costumes novel seen d Story of the Mmes. "Rose is too high-toned and delicate for sta tr ffl ' ery an - a mi e ' -~ d h · · r mg e eels, at Platt's Hall, Wednesday even- BY GRATTAN JII. CLAY, ,~ rs w1 e, an e 1s JUSt the man for

mg, February 19th, for the benefit of th C"t -- her. . Guard. The performence wi"II 8 .1 Y CHAPTER I -ROSE "Maybe," answered Nat Harland; "!Jut commence with · · the ·t f 11 d ' the elAgant comedy of "Delicate G d,, ed glowed the western horizon, its re- se_ Cl Y e ows on t make love to conn-

lowed by an Oho ofSouo-s roun , fo 1- ulgence clothing the valley of the Sacra- try girls for any good purpose." promising an e s bl of' Dances an~Im1 tationS"lnento and the foothills of the Sierras with "Oh, psha_w ! You poys is jealous."

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tree to tree, from cabin to cabin, until final- tell. . ly they sought repose in the vine-clad val- Su~den~y, a sh:1ek sounded through the leys which surrounded the town of Ophir. eve!ung air, and immediately all sprang to

It was :i, scene worthy of the poet's pen their !e~t and rushed t~ the_ door; for they ?r the pamter's brush; a scene for romanc- all df vmed whose voice 1t was. It was 1sts to _dream of, ·and · lovers to sigh for; a Rose s. . . ~cene m f: ct upon which Nature had !av- Upon gazmg up the !~111, she was seen 1shed al of her divine handiwork thereby tearmg down the road, with the speed and

, ~iving u.~ a most auspiqious opportunity for grace of a gazelle, pursue~ by a man whose mtroducmg to the indulgent reader the Rose face they could not recogmze. of Ophir. Nat Harland was the first to rush for- I

Perhaps, dear reader, you will scarcely ward to the rescue; but before he could I credit .the assertion when I say that there reach her, a !all form emerged from a thick­really is such a place as Ophir and such a et, and catchmg the trembling girl in his character as our Rose. Such is the case arms, he drew his pistol and cried: iliowever, and before the close of our story "Back, scoundrel! or you are a dead we shall have given ample directions to th~ man.-Back, I say!" unbelieving reader for finding her, should The pursuer_, finding himself baffled, he so desire. But we are detaining you slunk away, with a fearful oath, into the with substance foreign to our subject and. bushes. in_ as e~peditious a manner as possible, we Nat looked to see who his succcessful i-i­will "rmg up" upon our little drama of val could be, and a frown overspread his mining life. features when he made the discovery.

Seated around a table in the bar-room of It was Harry Ashton! Mrs. Kittie's Hotel, are ten or a dozen "Look up, Rose," said Harry. "You "honest miners," engaged in discussing the ar~ safe. It is I-Harry. Some of you merits or defects of certain "drifts" in brmg a glass of water; she has fainted." Which they had been employed, varymg ~ dozen willin~ ha,nds _were ready to do the monotony of the conversation by most theu- Rose a service, and 1t was brought in copious quaffs of beer. Then tliey would a Jiffy. After ha-.m~ her face sprinkled shout loudly for Mrs. Kittle. vVe beg par- with the cool mountam water, she revived, don for not introducing her before but she and shuddered. is the hostess of the hotel, a stout: healthy "Oh, H3:rry ! Thank Heaven it is you. German woman untrammelled by the I was so frightened. Where is he he?" rules of etiquette', and the customs of soci- "Who?" ety as her language very frequently would " Make those men stand aside, and I will denote. tell you."

"Yes, sbentlemens, vat is it you vant ?" All moved back: It needed but a look she answ d with her very strong·Teuton- from her dark eyes to command the whole ·c accent. camp.

"More eer !" "It was Scotty," she resumed. "I met "Aile right boys " (all the ~iners were him on the hill and he stopped me· he

her boys) she 'would answer as she supplied ~sked 1:iie to l?ve him, a:iid when I told bim them with their favorite beverage. it was nnpossible, he seized me, and swore

"Oh, Mrs. Kittle!" that I should love hirri, or he would kill "Vell ?" me. I broke away from him and-I knew "Where's Rose?" asked two or three nothing more until I found ~yself in your

miners in one voice. arms. Take me home, Harry, I am afraid "She's gone out someveres. Oh, dere to stay here."

vos no shance for you boys mit her; she "With me, dear Rose, you need fear vos sure to marry some rich man." nothing. Were he to lay his vile handq

"Yes," spoke out a young miner named upon you, I would kill him as I would a Nat Harland, who had been her playmate ~oyote. Come, dearest, let us go in, away from childhood, "she is tt good girl, Mrs. 1'rom the vulgar gaze of these men," Kittle, notwithstanding the evil influences When they had entered the house one of under which she was raised." the men called to Nat and said: '

"Evil influences? Dey don'ttroubw her "Nat, that fellow will cut yon out." much ; she von 't go near the bar, and she "Well, I must be patient. He will never don't have much to do mit de miners. Now marry her. Oh, no! She is not polished dere's Scotty; he's heels by her head if} love enough for him. But let him beware how mit her, and she don't notice him; and Nat, he trifles with her, for she will find a pro-dere, I believe he is in love mit her too." tector in me, and a desperate one too!"

"Yes," answered Nat, "l do think a great ." She ~'ill!" they all answerer!., "and we deal of Rose, but she does not seem to care will help you!" for me any more than as an old friend. As As they walked away, a man sprang from far as that goes, we all love her and would behind a rock and muttered savagely be-die for her. Wouldn't we, boys?" [ tween his teeth:

"You bet!" answered the true-hearted "D-- him! Who could he have been? miners, unanimously. I dinna ken him; he wor not around here

"l\irR. Kittle, who's that young fellow afore. But I'll find out, and he'd better who comes to see- Rose so often? He is not cross my path agin. My love for yon n win these parts." gurl has turned my nature into that of a

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CHAPTER II.-SCO'l'TY,

"\\'o spoke in our last chapter of one Scot­ty, and the reader, pln-haps, should know who he is, and what relation he bears to our heroine.

He was a Scotchman ; had been many years in the mines, and was reputed to have acquired considerable wealth. Still he re­mained around Ophir, sometimes working, but oftener idling. He was moody, silent and cross, and seldom, if ever, was known to speak kindly to any one. No one knew what caused this, and he was generally looked upon as being bereft of reason, and rapidly degenerating into a madman.

I Reader, can you divine what was the cause of this solitude, this moodiness,

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which was rapidly driving him mad? It was love-a love irrevocable and fierce-which was rapidly consuming his heart, his life, his brain-love for Rose Kittle. He would wander over the hills towards tho hoiel, and sitting upon the brow ot the

1 bluff facing it, would watch for hours the i house which contained all the earth held ' for him ; his life, his God. i See him there, his face buried in his i hands, sobbing like a child. "Oh, God!"

cried he. "What hev I clone to merit this poonishment? " 7hy can she not love me ? Because I canna talk like that city chap;

I because I dinna ken the small talk, and the book larnin' as he do-and I-I treated her bad last night, and he saved her-he ! IIar­ry Ashton ! Curse him! A thousand

I curses be on the head o' him as thwarts me ! He'll never marry her! I'll kill him first."

II Then his face again assumed its sad ex­pression, and he gazed intently at the ho-

I tel, in the hope of seeing but Rose's figure standing in the doorway. His long watch was not rewarded by success ; for there was ' sickness in the house, and it was she-Rosa -who was prostrated by the fright of the preceding night.

Leaving the moody watcher alone in his mournful solitude, let us enter for a ime the chamber where Rose had been carried the night before. She lay upon a bed, pale and speechless, and around her were gath­ered her mother, Harry Ashton, and sever­al anxious friends, who had lingered there during the whole night, while she lay hanging as it were upon a mere thread, b~ tween life and death. A physician sat near her with anxious face, his hand upon her pulse, and his eye fixed intently upon her I face. Silence reigned in the room; for he was soon to pronounce the verdict of life or death. Suddenly his countenance assumed a hopeful expression, and gazing at the ex­pectant watchers he whispered:

"She is safe." "'!'hank Heaven!" ejaculated several

thankful hearts; and, pursuant to the doc­tor's directions,. the room was cleare~ of all except Harry, the doctor and Mrs. Kittle.

"She will recover very shortly," said the doctor. "It was merely a stoppage of the heart's valves for a time, caused by a sud­den shock. I will not be needed longer. Exceeding care must he exercised for a time, and probably in two or three days, she will be about once more."

He left some medicine with directions as to when it should be administered, and took his leave. A sigh of relief escaped the listeners, and a prayer of thanks went up from two hearts, for she, "The Rose of Ophir," was beyond danger.

Rose opened her eyes and smiled. "Ah, mother," she said faintly, "are you there? and Harry too? I am so glad and feel so much better. Oh, the night I have passed!

!,~uch horrid dreams-visions of murder-

death-tlie galfows; out" an, all was a [matter:'' I dream, and I am here with dear ones to "I believe you, sir," said Nat, with a deep care for me, and keep me from harm." sigh, "and a heavy load has been removed

Her eyes wandered towards Harry, and from my heart. I thank you for your at­her mother, divining their expression, left tent.ion to me. Good clay, sir, and may the room, as she suspected that the young God make yon happy together." people would rather be alone. Harry thanked him, and as :N"at turned

"Harry," said Rose, "how can I ever re- away he noticed that his eyes were filled pay you? You have saved my life. nut with tears. for you, Scotty would have killed mo. Oh, "Do I intend to marry her?" he mused, how fearful he looked last night. He swore as he turned his tootsteps homeward. " I, that no one but himself should ever marry who could choose a wife from among the me-that he would kill you. oh, Harry, best families of San Francisco, to marry a be careful of yourself; should you 'be taken nobody, a bar-woman's child? No; the away from me, I should die. Do not think very thought of such a thing were simply me unwomanly for speaking so; but I preposterous. Still she is 'too valuable a must tell you. I cannot help it." flower, too beautiful and blooming, to re-

" No, Rose, so far am I from thinking ill mamon thestalkoflife,andgrowupwithout of you for speaking those joyous words, I adorning some magnificent parlor. She can tell you that I am the happiest man on should be plucked and placed there. "\Ye earth. When you are well we will talk shall see." more of the happiness to come." Such are his thoughts, while we leave

"Shall we be married, Harry?" him, to return to the solitary watcher upon I Harry winced, and remained for a while the bluff.

in deep thought. Scotty had remained whore we left him, "There, little girl," said he, "do not talk fixed as a statue, his eyes gazing intently

so much; the doctor left orders that you upon the hotel, and taking in every move­should be kept very quiet. I will tell you ment of those about the house, consequent­all about it by and by." ly, he had not failed to notice the interview

"Ilarry," she said reproachfully, "you between Harry and Nat. He immlc)diately are not deceiving me?" divined the purport of their conversation to '

"Deceiving you? Why, little one, I de- be about Rose, and he did not fail to ob-' clare, you are beginning to doubt me al- serve that Nat brushed away a tear from his ready. No; we will be the happiest couple cheek as he parted from Harry and passed in the world. You shall have a grand up the road beneath the very bluff where house in the city, horses, servants, carri- he was sitting. He called to Nat and said: ages, and in short be--" "Nat, come here, I want to speak wi'

"Your wife, Harry?" ye." "There, there, I declare it is time to take "Ah Scotty, what are you doing here?"

your medicine. Here it is. There, that's a "Come here and I'll tell 'ee." I good girl; I must go now, for I have some "Nat climbed the bluff, and without business at the mine; but I will soon re- speaking sat down beside Scotty, who said: turn. Good-bye." And kissing her upon "Nat, lad, I seen ye a talkin' wi' that the cheek, he left the room. city chap, and I could tell what it were

At the door he met Nat Harland. "Mr. a boot. I looked a' ·the twa o' ye, and knew Ashton," said he, "may I speak with ye were a' talkin' o' Rose. I seen ye wipe you?" awa' the tears oot o' your eyes, and go up

"Certainly. What can I do for you?" the road a cryin'. I knew that yon chap " It is about the little girl there-Rosa.,, ha:d the best o' ye' with the lass, and I "Ah yes! Well, anything concerning pitied ye. I ken, lad, how to sympathise

her I am in duty bound to listen to." wi' ye; for I love her better nor my life, "Thank you sir. I want to speak plain- and I ha' sworn to Heaven that no man

ly with you, l\Ir. Ashton, and hope that you shall wed wi' her but me. I ken how ye will not take offence at whatever I may say. feel, lad, and I'll be wi' ye in everything." I love Rosa with all my soul, I would die ""\Yhat do you mean ?" for her; but she does not seem to care for "Why, lad, ye can't say ye don't ken me, it is but very seldom that sho will even what I mean? I mean he shant have the smile upon me since you came, and lass." I her smiles are worth more to me tban aJ..1J "How is it to be prevented?" the gold in Placer county. I have noticed "Hoo is it to be prevented? I've a good your attentions to her, Mr. Ashton, and al- gun at my cabin, and I'll show ye how to though every smile which she bestowed fix him, I warrant ye." upon you seemed a brand of fire in my "You rascal!,' retorted Nat, angrily. heart, still they were happy smiles, and her "Do you suppose I would descend to mur-happiness is mine. You are wealthy, a der?" I gentleman used to people in the highest "It would na' be murder, to kill him; walks of society, and it seems strange that and if ye 'ont go in with wi' me, I'll do it you should bestow your attentions upon myself." one whose mother keeps a bar-room for "Not while I have a hand to avert it. miners. Pardon me, sir, but do you intend Hark ye, Scotty, Rose loves that man." to marry Rose?" "What do I care for that?"

Harry was nonplused for a mo111ent; "Hush! Hear me out; then speak. Rose but he soon recovered his usual equanimity, loves him, and his death would only be the and answered: forerunner of hers. She is heart and soul

"That is a question, Harland which I wrapped up in him, and were he to die, she do not deem myself bound to answer." would die to. Let them go together; she

"Excuse me, Mr. Ashton, I think you would be happy with him, and her happi­are; for if you do not, then it is the duty ness should be ours. Believe me, Scotty, of her friends to gm.rd her against the grief it is better to leave such things to Heaven." caused by the deception of the man she "Ah lad, Heaven has no' dealt kindly loveR. She is inexperienctld, and it would wi' me, and I owe him nothin'." not be hard to lead her from the path of "Scotty, you are mad. If you won't lis­virtue. It is such feelings, Mr. Ashton, ten to me, I mu,t leave you; and, mind

( which prompted me to ask you such a ques- you, if I ever hear you threaten to take Mr.

I tion. ' 1 . Ashton's life again, I'll trash yon within an

"It is a noble spirit:which prompts you inch of your life. Jl'"ow mind what I say to ask it, Harland, and believe me you will! and look out!" havo no cause to doubt my honor in this No more pasRed between them, bnt as

Nat WRlkod down the hill the thought en- ·modelled shoulders, and her crimson silk I ing you for this interview was merelv to en­t red his mind that Scotty meant mischief, ( dress blended pleasantly with her rosy deavor to find out the extent of bis flirtation and he determined to follow him. Enter- \ complexion and piercing dark eyes. Ilow with you." ing the bruEh through which he ~aw Scotty proud she looked, and how happy! She "Flirtation with me?" she asked, now pale pass, he followed him at a safe distance knew she was envied; she knew that her and frightened. until he reached a ~a bin. _ Scotty entered: position was coveted by at lea t a _dozen_ of . '' Certainly. ,rn wager that he bas engaged and soon returnmg with a gun he the girls who had no opportum tor an m- himself to you. again made for the brush, this time in the troduction; and it gave her intense ~fac- He said this with a searching look into her direction of the mine. tion to o-aze at those who heretofore had eyes, as though much depended upon her an•

Pursuer and pursued had reached the top humiliated her by referring to her mother's sw,~r-. She paused ~nd _said: . of an eminence overlooking the flat, when occupation in her presence,and to know that ~rnce you are his fr1entl:, I will answer you Harry Ashton was ob~erved riding up the they were, during the wh~le ev:ening, en- ca?,didly. We a~e-engaged. ,. road. Scotty immediately prepared him- deavoring to accost her. She did not de-

11D1d be pr~m1se ~? marry you?

self for action. He cocked his gun and was sign to notice one ofthem,but clung proud- No- th at is-- k b ., answered taking aim, when Nat, springing upon him, ly to the arm of her escort, and seemed to h'.' Obb, bbless Y

1.0kn, I tnownwg J~n in society

,1 lt t . bl f t· 1 t h' . kb t f' h' t IS oo y, so I e mos you . ' uca a s unning ow ron1 a s 10, a 1s thin u o 1m. . tt 1 d •d f b ai· s and whose vocabulary h d · d. t· 11· · d th b 11 t tt u er Y evoi O r n ' ea , mis irec 1~g 1s aim, an e u _e Harry looked upon her <'l:reamy, yr~ Y consists only of such words as pertain to gos-sped away upon its harmless course, while face and reproached society tor forb1ddiRg • and defamation of character. "I know the would-be murderer, stunned and bleed- eve~ a thought of a union with her to enter ::Fe sly dog " ing, lay at Nat Harland's feet. his mind. But such was the case; at lea_st "Why?;, asked Rose, now aghast. .

CHAPTER Ill.-THE BALL. Por a week followipg the events recorded

in our preceding chapter, nothing of any importance had transpired, e~copt that Harry Ashton's attentions to Rose had been Ponstant and undivided, and under his ten­der nursing she had entirely recovered.

The encounter between Nat and Scotty had been kept entirely to themselves, and the latter was speedily recovering from the effects of the very powerful blow dealt him

, by the strong aTm of his adversary, who nursed him, doctored him, and in iact, nis was the only friendly hand who would as­sist the poor creature in his helplessness.

l<'or some time preceding Hose's illness, ho had anticipated atttending a ball to be iven at the town of Auburn, four miles

away, and it had been arranged that Harry I was to be her escort. Now, having entirely ' recovered, she began to make the prepara­tions usual on such occasions ; and young ladies in the country make their prepara. tions for their balls, in just as elaborate a style as do those of the city. Such was the case with Rose, who was, on this occasion, particularly careful about the arrangement of her toilet, as Harry was to escort her, and pay attention to her during the entire even­ing; for had he 11ot told her so?

·would she not be the envy of all the girls in town, she thought; would they not long for an introduction to her "beau," and wouldn't they get it? Such happy thoughts I as these occupied her mind as she sat in her room, working most assiduously at her dress purchased expressly lor this occasion by her mother, who wished her to fairly eclipse in appearance any lady in the room. She was very, very happy, especially as Harry had expressed his love for her only tho night before, and made such golden promises. He had omitted nothing which

i could make her happy, with but one excep­tion.

He had not promised to make her his wife.

:She, however, was so happy at bemg as­sured that she was loved by him, that she excused him by thmking he merely with­hold that promise for the sake ot teasing her.

It was the talk of the wholp, neighbor­hood that Harry and Rose were shortly to be married, and people began to set the day.

he considered it so, and he accepted.the sit- The words came, striking one by one, with uation as uncontrollable-one which any unerring certa.inty, her very heart's ~ore. endeavor of his could not transmute. "Because he is enga!l'ed to tw? gu Is, to my

During a short half hour while she was certajn knowledg~, in San F~~.nc1sco. What­dancing, a great many strange thoughts help! Harry!_ Come qmck. crossed his mind, and we cannot but blame Rose had fornted. . . him for ever entertaining them. He knew Harry soon appeared, and t~k;g Rose 1~

both his feelings and thoso of his his arms he bor~ her to a e room, an ~th-t ned associates :di.ade a marriage im- procuring restorative., he soon brought her to

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· h t ld l . ti t h loved her senses. possible. Still e O 101 ia ./ . ., Oh Hauy! Harry! wbyhaveyoude<'eived her and was constantly by her s1 e, pour- ?" , ing' intc;I her trusting ears lov~ 1:otes! a_nd m~, Deceived you, Rose?" paintint5 on th~ canvas o! her v~vid, gu:lish .. Yes. Mr. Holmes told me all; you are al­imagiµation, pictur~s of future bl~s~rngs ready engaged." and happiness which were to be J_orntly " 'Tis false Rose I swear it." theirs. lie told of ~is many gra_nd fn'.mds ; " Ob, butto pro~e it!" . of his horses, carnages and riches,_ and " To prove it, consider yourself my wife promised them all to he1:, when they would from this hour. I will neve~ see those wome'l go together to San Francisco. . again; but from this bou~ will devo_te

1~yself

Naturally her untutored mind taught it-wholly to you-my beautiful-my wife. self to think that for the consummation of "Wife, Harry ?" · such joyR, a marriage was an absolute ne- "Yes, ~earest; pardon m:i; absence for a mo-

I cessity; and Harry did not undeceive her. ment unt!l I ~llcns~,myself from the ball-room. In this was he wrong, and for this must heThen I will return. . be blamed. Still his evident love for her He passed from !he room, l~avrng her to _e:r-

d bl perience the happrnst sensations of her life. was commen a e · t I t b h' H rry's wife

Such were t11e thoughts which enteredShe was a as to e is- h 11 • b · t his mind, and then came the reHolve which As R~rryc~~:~edudp~:nb:; ~~ai~~lt.e rtwa: must cause the reader to wish to part ac-man w o quaintance with him, aBd to brau d him asSc?,ti• Ashton "' said he "I'd like to speak weak-minded, unscrupulous, and cruel; dr .. , e ,, ' ' viz: To live secr~tly toge~her a~ man and a Vf~wh:~ i! it? Do you propose to carry out wite, withont havmg acqu~red ei th er a legal our intention of murdering me?" or a religious right .. I opme at l_east, de~rY , , Oh, no sir. I won Id not kill you for the reader, that such will be yo1:1r view of_it'world. It was about Rose I wanted to speaJr and allowing you to entertam your opm-Oh Mr Ashton she's deceiviq' ye. She dee i011,'attd we our;;, ·we will return to our he-cei;ed ~e. She' deceived everybody. Don'1 roine. hae anythin' to do wi' her. But I love her-e

IWsa iad been introduced to a friend of Har• it's killing me-gnawin' the heart out o: me.·' \ ry'• who had heard of his reported engagement "What has this to do with me?" . with her, and resolved in some manner to ar- "Wot has it to do wi you? Everythrng. rive at the truth of it. . You are keepin' her fra' me-me who oug~t'er I

He was one of those pests of society,a lady's 'a bad her long ago. And I will_ have her I_ I mao, commonly C!\lled exquisite, therefore atell'ee, you sbant marry her. I'll kill ~ou like description were unnece~sary: . . a dog! Do ye hear? Do ye bear? 1 m ~ad

After he bad finished dancrng w1tli her, he wi' the love I have fur the gurl, and I drnna asked: know what 1 do."

"Miss Kittle, may I have a few moments "Stand aside and let me pass!" conTersation with you. I have taken a strange' ., No I Not until you give me my Rose." sort of interest in Y?ll·" . "Stand aside!" And dealing him a pow•

.. I don't know, su. I thrnk Harry would erful blow which felled him to the e~rtb, he not like it." entered the ball-room, but not until these

"Be assured, my dear lady, that Hatty un- words reached bis ears: deriltllnds me too well to be angry at whatever "l'll kill ye fur that, by G-. - !" -I mey do. We are old schoolmates . al- Harry said nothing concernrng the quarrel, IJIOSt ioseparable, a~d I would do no~hrng but, excusing himself, be left the room and re- I whio~ clHJld offend him. Grant me the mter- turned to Rose. view, WJ!l you not_?'_' . ,, She bad by this tim~ recovered, and was

"YI!~ Jt you w1sn 1t. waiting patiently for his ret~rn. He. eyes \ The7 proceeded to an ante-room, (there were re beaming with new-born JOY, for be bwl.

the no 8:>kl~vatories) and sat down. . " . :O~d her that she was to be his-bis what? . I Mr. Hb'h11es opened the conversation. Miss She thought, she ellpected, to be his wire,

Kitth>, 'lit9i ion have you known Harry Ash- "Ah Harry," she exclaimed tenderly, as be ap-

'l'he evening of the ball arrived, and Rose was ready. llarry came in a buggy, and they were soon at the place.

As they entered the room they were cynosure of all eyes.

Tho tall, commanding figure o! Harry I Ashton, encased in faultless attll'c, con­trasted finely with the petite, well rounded form of Rose. ·

Hor dark brown hair fell in gracefully arranged ringlets upon her elegan~~y

ton ?'' cbed her "tell me once more th~t those • 1Al>om two tlWllt.lil." rr:~ble accus'ations against you are false; that " He is a fearful &ri, isn't he?" · eou are mine-mine only." " lli,deedlt I never discovered him to be Y "False, dearest; false, or I'm no man I ~

ours 'only· irrevocably, eternally yours, 9,rio~s,and my object in ask- ::d lrom this h~ur let our .buwjpess ,1mrst

forth,i,n, all its glory, to last 'until death ns do "We will!"' was the hearty resp·onse. • Part T give yon. Ir you are .ever in want, send to me,· "• ,, ,, '' his trouble of last night is shrouded in b t I k

"Oh Harry I_ I am so happy. mystery, which may be unravelled. Do not n never oo me in ,'my face again." And he Are yon, httle one? It shall be my con- speak of it, eveu among yourselves, nntit it is tnrne<l and walked away, followed bv the

~tant e~deavor to keep you so, my beautiful cleared np. There may be no cause at all for miners, whose honest hearts could not ·brook 1ttle wife." i d h Id . the disgrace which bad fallen upon Rose.

"N t t H ., _ear,an weR ou notwrongherbyspeakrng "All,allgone!'· shecri'ed,. dI 1 0 ye ' arry. I 11J of her before we are sure that sh h d . • an am a one, "Yes, in heart, if not in reality, you are my served it' Will you grant me th· ?"e as e- dnven from home. But my pride is left, And

ife, are yon not?" "We ;ill " 18 they shall never know how I feel this burning "Yee, in heal't, I am your wife." "But Nat" said a stnrd ,., . b "I wrong. I will go, and Ophir shall never see "Th b ·t Ob th d ' ' Y vorms man, my face gain " en e I so. ey e 1clates of that tell ye, yon swell chap bad suthin' to do wi' 1 a • · .

eart. Why should our love be trammelled by I this business and for I I , t d So, brushrng away her tears, and gathermg I he conventional rules of society? Let us get even with him en ·' t s~1, we go O an I her shawl about her shoulders, she walked ive a life of happiness, alone by ourselves "Ay, ay , .. angr'i·ly ma es d d th down the road to go, she kx:ew not whither.

d ff t h ,, , · · re~pon e e m~n. D btl th· th d Id l'k an sco a cnstom-t e world. "No no boys ,, sa·d N t "If h , . ou ess, ere 1s, e rm er wou I e to "I_ do not understand you," ahe said, in Jenee t~ be.done, 'r kn~w ·.:ho shall ~::ti~v;i;

1 know what ha~ become of Harry Ashton, the

urpr1se. if Ashtnn iR auilt f ha' ' cause of all this trouble, and why he had not "This, then, is what I mean. My dear the God above ns, ·Ply cril hfs f:arii 1l~l11'1-.fJa accompamed Rose home, and eudeavored to

ose, in our hearts, in the eyes of Heaven, and with a parting warning to them to "kee vindicate ' her in the assault against her integ­ove, we are man and wife. Why have re- quiet," he walked away a·nd entered the ho rity made by her mother and Nat Harland. onrse to the 6Xploded custom of ceremonv? tel, But it is not proposed as yet, dear reader, to et us join hands, _here in the light of Heaven, "Ah Nat, Nat! Have yon heard anything?' give the_ whys and wherefores of everything; nd be our own priests. Letns vow to remain asked Mrs. Kittle, piteously. uo we will meet Harry upon the afternoon of gether forever and ever." "Nothing further Mrs. Kittle and I fea the day on which the above mentioned scene ••And wilhout the sanction of Jaw and gos- that Rose has dec€iv~d us." ' took place ~t Ophir. He is musing. '' No, it

el? oh Harry!" ''Andlwassoproudofher,too! Bntnow, cannotbe; m! conscience prompts me to go "Silly liitle girl! We are already in reality I she can go, I'll have nothing more to do n:i to S~n Fran~1seo ~t _on?e, and_ honor tells me an and wife; our hearts are united by the tie her. She must bear the consequences alone, to marry her, but it is_ 1~poss1ble .. I cannot

of mutual love and affection. Why then, for and may Heaven _ma_ke dem hard to bear." take this uncult.ured ~Ir! rnto my ?Ircle_ ; she ere custom's sake, face a gaping crowd, and . The conversat10n was h~re inte,rrnpted by would be ~ source of eternal m«?rhficat10n to_

ave some hypocrite of a priest tie our hand the entrance of one of the mrners wbo shouted. me. I will leave her. She will at first, ot ogether. Come, dismiss such fancies froi: "I ~nowe~ it, ~ knowed it! Ro~e is coming! course, feel badly; but she is young, and will our mind. Promise from this hour to be She s all right. soon recover. I have se1;1t a draft to her ine-mine only-my wife. Will yon?" All rushed out upon the ve:andah, and sure through the post-offi~e whwh will keep her Here was a struggle for Rose A battle be- enough, Rose was seen comrng up the road, ?omfortably for some time to come. Yes, that

ween Jove and reputation. She longed to go alo~e. ! Harry was not w1~h her. 1s nndoubte?lf the bett~r way. What a fe~t-ith Harry; still a sense of right impelled her '.Ibis fact seemed suspw10us. They thought ful place this ~s. I don t halffanc~ these tnps

0 refuse him to ask him to wait until a priest he was ashamed to accompany her home. through the wilderness. Why don t the Gov­should join tbem. But probably he was right;, As Rose approached s_he smiled to th~ iHtle ~~nor get his mac~\?ery someplace in the civ-their hearts were already one, and their hands ?roup gathered to receive her, and thor ser- 1hzed_ world. Ah . . . could join themselves together unaided by any 10us faces made her heart tremble. "Rose," Tb1s exclamation escaped his hps, as a dark eremony. sai,? Mrs, Kittl e, . "where ha:,e yon been? ' ' bro wed man, whom he immediately recognized

She paused; her eyes were beaming with "At the _hotel m Auburn. ,, as Scott)'., sprang from the .bushrs and con-ove for Harry still the shadow of a donh* Jin- Why did you not come home? fronted him. eredinthem.' She raised hereyes;theymet i "~, was not well, an,l Harry made me "~have ' yenow! Ihaveye no~!" cried he, is she gazed long and earnestly into them stay. drawrng a huge lrn1fe, and advancrng. nd as tbough drawn by some unseen power: : :;vas'nt yo~ villing to stay?" . The h?r~e, frighten,ed by this beligerent de-

she sprang into his arms exclaiming joy- Perfectly, but why these questions, moth- monstrauon of Scotty•• made a lunge forward, onsly. ' er, and the sober faces which surround yon ? throwing Harry to the · ground, breaking his

"Dear Harry, I am yours forever!" I ~~ve do_ne nothing wrong." . leg. th&eby placing ~im at the me~cy of hi_s Foolish, unsuspecting girl J Little do yon Nothrng wrong? 1:7ou have disgraced your- foe, wh? st?od o:ver ~1m, a fierce smile of tn-

think, as throwing yourself intq your false self foreve~, ~nd ~ece1ved us all. Yon are no umphh~htrng hrn stlll fiercer cou,~lenance. lover's arms that you are consenting to relin- daughter of mme, , V1lhan, what would you do? qnish the m~st inestimable jewel given to you '' Why, moth~r, what do you mean?" said "~hat wo,uld !, do? I'll show ye ! I'H take by the Creator. You are consenting to become Rose, ap,Proachmg her mother. . the life out o ye. __ what? "Dunt touch me I leave my sight!" "I @-ID unarmed, and cannot defend my-

)

"Oh, you don't mean that, mother; you self. CHAPTER IV. don't mean that !" " ot's that to I? I tell 'ee your time's come, . "I do, and yoq must leave my house !" I've warned ye twice ; I told ye that the girl

A TArnTF.D NAME. llEV~NGE, " I can explai1' everything !" was settin' me crnzy, and that ye were in dan-The morning dawned, seemrngly brighter "I vant no explanation. It is enough to ger, But ye would na' heed;me, and last night

than nsn·aJ, and the sun shone with an angry 1know dat yon voe away with Harry Ashton. ye •rook me to the ground. But, dam ye, glare, as though chiding all the earth for some ~on't come near me, and never speak to me ye.'re mine now ; mine, an' I'll make quick deed c,f the past nii;:ht, again." work o' ye."

In the hotel at Ophir, all was consternation "Oh mother," cried Rose piteously, "don't " Have you no mercy?" snd excitement. Rose had been absent all turn me away, don't! I am innocent, indeed I "Mercy! Had yon mercy, when I told ye, nigJit,. and no one could account for her wher!"" lam. I call .Heaven to witn~ss that I have done tie Jove for yon lass was eatin'. the heart o' abieuts. lihe had le~t the ball-room early m jno wrong. Let me speak. ' . . me? Did ye have mercy last mght when ye evetring, some one said, a11d had gone, no one Mrs. Kiltie made no answer, but casting Rose ' strook me like a cur? No, ye did nil' heed my knew where. . away from her, she entered the house, and threats ; an' ye can pray noo, if ye like, but it

Bittle groups of mmers be~an to gather h~re ietosed the door. will na' do ye good, it will na' do ye good I" ~n«J tpere, and many and vaned were the, op1a- Poor Rose was ~tt_erly crushed ; her heart Ha_rry, seeing that he ha~ n?t mncb ho~ ,on]lexpres11ed as to the cause of Roses a_b-was broben ; and, s1ttrng down upon the steps for his life, resolved not to die without a strug­l!ence. It could not, they reasoned, be a dis- she wept bitterly. When sqe looked up gle for it; and. by ~ sudden movement. he gra~Eul one; for she had heretofore borne an through her tears, her eyes met tbe earnest, sei1ed the hand m which Scotty held the knife, nre~roachable character, and they would not sad gaze of Nat Harland. a11d endeavored to wrest the weapon from belie-Ve that she had fallen irom the pedestal "Oh Nat! You do not believe 1me guilty?" him. whlb'h she bad graced for so long, that of an " Rose," said he, " would to God I could " Ah, ha !" cried Scotty, "that's yer game, un!llemished reputation. believe otherwise; but the proofs, your own is it? I'll soon out an end to that!"

ddenly, as if by m~g_ic, all voices were words, condemn you." And he tqrQ1;d away. It was a fierce struggle. Harry, owing to his hu ~- l'iie httie groups Jomed t?gether ~nto " Oh Nat ! don't you turn away1fro!11 me; broken lei(, could not stand; consequently he on~d n_ot a sound bro~e the stillness of the you, above al(, my old playmate and fpend I'' bad to keep his opponent upon the ground. mQIIDl_ng au. Sad and d_eiected, ever and anon "Rose, I tr1ed,_ Gvd knows, to hope that !b.e Scotty was much the heavier of the two, but brushmg, a tear from his eyes, Nat Hartland horrible story whwh came to us this n:wrnrng desperation seemed to render Harry's ar·m as appfal'ed upon the s~ene. They al\ kne_w how was untrue. I called the boys tog_~ther, and R\rong as iron, and for a long time he succeed­he Poved Rose, and m respect for ~1a _gnef, be- asked them not to speak o_f 1t ~nlil we knew ed in keeping the murderous instrnmrnt from carlle sveec'iil · no donjit thrnkrng th~t the truth. I could not believe 1t; for I loved inflicting any injury. At last, howe,-er over­be w1slied lo 88, meth~ to them. It was you, Rose, dearer than my_life, and until Ash- come by pain and fatigue, he made ~ false so. . . . . . ton came, I bored to win you. But that hope I grasp at the assassin's arm, and tho knife was

• Boys." said ihe, his voice tremblmg with as fled, and the hope that ;9ou had not de- plunged deep into his breast. violent emotion, "l have. a word to .~ay to <Je1.·ved ns is broken--broken and Clrushed a~ is Without. a cry, he fell back, and Scotty you, and J trust thRt yon will hear me, oy heart. Good bye, Rose, and may God for- standing over him shouted: "At last! at last !

l cnrse ye! ye're·gone now, and Rose is mine!" He concealed the body in a near thicket and

walked rapidly away. The next day, a horseman saw the traces of

the fl.free struggle of the day before, a11d found a watch, and valise, which, upon being brought into town were recognized as belonging to Harry A&bton.

The knife which had Na.t Harland's name eneraved upon, was also found near the place, and this fact coupled with the threats he had made, seemed conclusive evidence against him ; be was arrested, charged wilh the mur­der of Harry Ashton.

CHAPTER V. NAT.-A Nulle Prosequi.

Several days bad passed, yet nothing had been seen or beard of Harry's body. This was looked upon as a favorable omen for Nat, as it could not be proved that there really had been any one killed, although there evidently had been a struggle, and a bloudy one. But the lawyers, ever ready in tbE event of a "poor case '' to manufacture evidence, discovered what they beleived to be the remains of the

, body.

I The ashes of a fire which bad eviden tlv been

extinct for several days, were found, near the scene of tb11 conflict, among which were found a number of bones, so burned that they might as readily be taken for human bones, as those of an ox. Until this discovery Nat had sus­tained himself with a stoicism really wonder­ful for a man in his critical position; but when told that these remains bad been found,be was utterly unmanned, as be could see no way in which be could clear himself.

He sat in his cell, nursing such thoughts as these, when the door opened, and Rose en­tered.

Nat started. "Yon here; Rose?" "Yes, old playmate, even though you thrust

me from you on that fats! day, you see me here to help you in any way I 0iln. Oh Nat! how could you rob me of that dearer to me than life? the Jove of Harry A8hton ?"

"You believe me guilty, Rose, and yet offer me assistance." ·

"Yes; you are in greater trouble than I am, Nat; for they say that you must die."

"Die, Rose? Die?" "Yes, they say that you will be convicted

b~yond a doubt; and I, knowing that a wo­man's hand is tenderer than a man's in mat­ters like this, came to offer my services. My heart is dead. I have not a friend in the world. All have cast me off with scorn. Even my mother refuses to see me; so I have CQIDe

to you. You need not be afraid of me, Nat, I ! am not what they think me," I

,, God bless you! I believe you, from my soul I believe you."

Their hands were clasped together and both wept in silence for a few moments, when Nat spoke:

"Rose, I am innocent oi the murder of Mr. Ashton. As I hope for mercy from Him, 1 call upon God to witness, that I did not hear of it until I was arrested."

"Thank Heaven!" said Rose, fervently. "My only friend was not the cause of my greatest grief. But how to prove it?'' She mused.

"We must trust tb!lt to Heaven." "Did you eTer pray, Nat?" "No, I never beard a pra.yer." . "Kneel then, here, Nat, and follow me." 'l'bey knelt together upon the bar~ prison

floor and raised their hearts to "Him from who~ all bleseings flow," asking that the in­nocent should not be punished for the guilty, and that His blessings should yet be theirs. When thev had finished, Nat took Rose by the hand and ·said:

••Ah, Roae, my heart is suffused with. new courage, and I feel that I shall be acqmtted. Why did he ever come to cause the ot:i!Y trouble that either you or I ever bad. We might have

been happy together; but now--" - I the proposed alliance into which be had drawn '' Even noiv, we may be happy. When the the unsuspecting Rose.

trial is over, we shall know," He had not sufficient strength of mind to "Rose! May I then hope?" take her into his family, and it was fear more "I promise nothing; but will not tell you than his conscientious scruples which prevent­

not to hope. It is time now for the trial, and ed him from making her his mistress. Ao­I must leave you. Farewell, old friend, may cordingly, without a word of extenuation in God be with you." favor of his victim, be left her for a neighbor-

Leaving the prison, we will, with the reader, ing mining camp, and it was while on this enter the Court House, which was thronged journey, that be came so near meeting his from pit to dome with men, women and chi!-· death. dren, all eager to get a ·glimpse of the redoubt-/ Scotty, deeming bis victim dead, carried him able murderer of Harry Ashton. to the bottom of ti deep ravine, and covered

Nat stood in tbe dock, and those who saw him with brush. Harry awoke to conscious­him would have sworn that no blood of a fel- ness, to find himself exceedingly weak, with a low being bad ever sta:ned his hand; he was large wound in his breast, a brokt n leg, and sc, calm, and bis brow wore an expression of covered over with a mass of brush from which confidence, which bespoke innocence. But, ii appeared almost impossible to extricate him­appearances are not evidence, and it was self. At last, however, by almost superhuman proved in this case, exertions, he succeeded in relieving himself of

We will not carry the reader lhrougb the bis burden. Upon taking a view of the situ­monotonous detail11 of a long trial, the exam- ation, he bad but little hope of ever seeing the ination of witnesses, and the reading of affida- outer world again. But his wounds were vits. Suffice it to say that the evidence against troublesome, and should be attended to, He the prisoner was strong; the remains of bones crept to a small stream which trickled down found in the ashes, although so burned as to the ravine within a few feet of him, and traus­be hardly recognizable, w6re pronounced those forming his shirt into bandages, be began the of a man, and that man, Harry Ashton, painful operation of dressing his wounds.

Rose sat near the prisoner during the whole This operation completed, he found himself trial, and when the evid.,nce came stronger and totally prostrated; and so remained for three stronger against him, she became pale as days, without food, the small stream being death, although her face bore a shade of hope. both meat and drink to him. Finally he found

A bum and murmur of amazement went soIIJe pine nuts which served as his sole suste­tbrough the crowd as they saw this very evi- nance for three more days, when a hunter dis­dent shock to her feelings. They wondered covered him and 1113sisted him to regain the that she,' the betrothed of Harry Ashton, road where a passing teum took him into town. should take such an interest in his murderer. At bis request, bis deliverers maintained the ~ At last both sides of the case having been strictest secresy; he wishing, as far as possi­argued, the case was closed, and the judge ble, to render happy those whom he had made made his charge to the jury. , miserable.

Before they went out, a messenger hurried up to the judge's desk and presented a letter directe~ to:

"The Jury in the Case of the People vs. Hal'land."

"I have a letter to the jury," said the judge, "but as no testimony can be received out of the court-room, I shall read ii here,"

It read as follows: "To THE JURY :-Hearing but yesterday of

the murder case now pending in your court, I deem it my duty to transmit this to you. I was not killed, as you may now surmise, but so badly wounded that I could neither moTe, nor call for help. The place to which my would-be assassin had carried me was at the bottom of a deep canon seldom visited by man. I was not rescued until yesterday, when I beard of my reputed murder, .and the trial .of Hi.rland. I her~by state that said Harland is innocent of any intention to harm me. My assailant was a man known as Scot­ty. How I subsisted during six days, I shall hereafter relate. HARRY G. AsaToN."

All through the reading of this letter, the si­lence of the tomb reigned in the court-room. At1 soon as the signature was read, a shout rose from the spectators, such as was never beard before in Placer county. It spread to the street; from the street, through the to:w?; and in less than half an hour the whole dis­trict was jubilant over the glorious news,

Of course there was no need of proceeding further in the' trial; so a nolle pt·osequi was en­tered, and the prisoner discharged.

Nat was for a moment completely overcome; but Rose's voice striking his ear restored him.

"Nat, our prayers have been answered." And there m the sight of all the throng, he

clasped her to bis breast.

CHAPTER VI. CONCLUSION,

We will, before we say farewell to him, (for such is our intention) return to Harry Ashton. on the night of the ball. _ .

His conilcience had smitten him, and he WIiii actually afraid to meet the conseqn~11.9lls.of

He addressed a note to the jury, with what effect we have recorded in the last chapter.

But, to return to the discharged prisoner and Rose,

As Nat, accompanied by the woman be loved, came from the Court House amid the sho.uts of a joyful populace, a letter was hand­ed him.

Pwceeding, accompanied by Rose, to a more private place, he opened the letter and read aloud:

"NAT HARLAND:--I have wronged· you, one of the bravest of men, and have come to the conclusion that I am a rascal, a villain, and not worthy the love of such a girl as Rose Kit­tle. She is as pure as the untrodden snow. Take her, Nat, and may you be happy. I shall never see you or her again.

"HARRY ASHTON," Nat said not a word, but placing the letter

in Rose's hands, he gazed into her dark sad eyes, seemingly waiting for an answer to a question, the purport of which she must her-1 self divine. She looked up; her eyes met his, and assuming an expression which he had never noticed before, she said:

"Do you really want me, Nat?" "Want you? Why, God bless you, I have

wanted you since we were children together." "Y ery, very badly?" He made no answer, but pressing her yield­

ing form to his, be imprinted ui;on er lips, that bliss of blisses, :he holy seal of .Jove, the bethrothal kiss.

They r~mained standing for a few moments in the twilight, dreaming of their new-born happiness, when Nat spoke:

'' Come Rose, the unhappy mystery has at last been solved. Let us proceed at once to your mother and make her happy."

As a matter of course, Rose acquiesced; and before long they haa arrived at the hotel at Ophir. 1

They were met at the door by a hundred smiling faces of honest miners and greeted by as many hearty shouts of joy,

Mrs. Kittle approached, and seeing Rose leaning upon Nat's arm, the picture of youth­ful happiness, she paused,

Nat pronounced one word:

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I " Mother." wmT'llBN roa THE GOLDJillJ :i;:u. Thus sh ,wandered o:o., tittering, and

I The old lady solved the problem at once. muttering her brainless nothings, until I

With a happy heart she clasped them both in MOSQUITO BITES pitied her for her faults; and her drcles, her arms, and in language more poetio that AND that they were visited by one so unworthy. elegant, exclaimed: I afterwards discovered, however, that she

· "Vat de devil have you two been doing?'' MillNIGHT FLIGHTS. was not an odd one; for most belles are ';Nothing much, only making a little love." like her. In short she was a "Blonde of "Gimini Christmas! Boys, I'll keep open I M tho Period." I watched with interest the

h G . am a osquito, my dear ERA; an in-

ouse for a veek ! o and glean out de bar." process of dressing, and beheld machinery The boys referred to, did not require a seo- significant, unassuming, diminutive Mos- such as I had never dreamed of. Little

ond invitation; and, before morning, the many cj_uito, the destroyer of sleep, and a scourge india-rubber things which she inflated by snoring forms strewed about the floor demon- to humanity. I have escaped J):om the blowing into them through a little pipe, strated the fact that the "b,1ys" · had more and placed-never mind wher·e. Then she liquor · th th d'd th b ttl th jaws of death a thousand times, and have shelvea~n em an 1 8 0 es on e had the most fearful maledictions hurled put two of th e queereS t th ings into her

Scott_v? Ah, yes I had forgotten. stockings that I ever saw. This being He was found a few days afterward in h!A at my poor little head. But, tha~ks to my done, she crammed myriads of newspapers

cabin, dead. Near him was a small vial which Divine Creator, I have had a prerogative under her skirts, until she became twice but too plainly told his rnd fate. Upon the bestowed upon me· that of biting And her natural size, in that particular location. wall scrawled w1·th n pi·ece of h lk th t• 1 b' , ' . · However, this was fashion, and Fashton's words: n c a ' were e 1 ite too, or I m no true mosquito. I edicts must be obeyed. At last she finished

"Nat is innocent.-! stole his knife, and Your Swallow can fly with the rapidity of and went down stairs, whither I followed killed Ashton." the wind; to-diry he is here, and to-morrow · her. Charlie came, but their senseless

Poor fellow ! Maddened by bis furious pas- he is "wooing his dusky mate" amid the I prattle would not interest you ; so, see\ng sion for Rose,and rendered, by Ashton's atten- . .. an open window, I_flew out ii;ito the night. tion, a very fiend, he had, to shield himself, cocoa groves of Hawau. He says pleasant I passed through the air for some time stolen Nat Harland's knife, and after perform- things, and pleasant things are said of him; and at last beheld a large white edifice: ing his bloody work of revenge, had poisoned while "poor little me" am ill-treated, as- with every window ablaze. This should be himself. saulted by ponderous bands which well the place, so I perched upon a tree a•1d

"Let us pity and not condemn him," Nat nigh crush the life out of me, and hated by watched. . said, when he saw him. "Boys, give the poor all. But your Swallow can't bile. "Ah, Dozens of ca~nages came a~d went, and fellow a decent burial. I will pay for it." Swallow, I have thee upon the hip·," I can hundreds of gaily dressed ladies ai:id gen-

Not many days elapsed when Nat and Rose tl d th bl t t ti e were married, and they are, I can safely assert, bite,andI'm going to doit. I'llcrawlthrough eme;11 passe up e ma:' es eps mo

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the happiest couple in the mines. cracks and crannies, into the very presence mans10n. At last the arnvals beca!lle few. Reader, our little story is finiehed. If in its of the evil-doers; and my eavesd.roppi,ngs er and l~ss frequ~nt, and. t~e 1;11usw com­

recital I have said ~nything of which you may shall bo transferred to print in the columns mence~,its !llelodiou~ stra~ns flymg throu~h complain, if anything has been said which in- of the ERA, I'll buzz about t e ears of the st1ll mght, u1;1til qmte a crowd_ h?-d d_icated a lack of delicacy, or a misapprecia- lovers, flir ;,, politicians, Senator and Su- gathered at the ga1,e. Among t:!:J.e wistiul lion of human nature, I apologize. Let us pervisors, and I shall bite th ·em with m wa~chers,_ I saw a young C?Uple. _They hope, however, that our characters have been pen ·1s well as with my bill I will attend wern talkmg together, and I listened• fauly dealt with, and rewarded according to sewii;,,. circles and dinner p~rtie~ and the "Mary," said ihe young man, "do you their deserts. prattl; and gossipings of spi ;ters and not wish that you were one of the gay

I cannot close without one good word for scandal-mongers shall be spread broadcast throng in that house?" Ilarr;v Ashton .. Pardon him for his views of I upon tthe earth. Ah, vengeance is swee~ "Not much, John," she said. "Of couri,e married hfe, imperfect and blotted though and Mosquito will have it. it must be pleasant to be wealthy, and in-th~y be, and kope that he may reform. Yes, I It was Monday evening, and cllance led dulge in such scenes as this; but I ·au thmk you will forgive him for his misdoings, me into a lady's boudoir. C ance, dear happy, poor as I am, in your love. We and laud him for the final step he took, to- ERA, only chance, for I -was h y. The pass our time pleasantly, and with our lit-warda the RosE or OP am. young lady was dressing for the Banker's tle ones to care for, we have no time to

THE END. Ball. I won't say how far she had pro- think of belles and parties. No, I would gressed with her toilet, as that will interest not exchange the happiness of our humble but the gentlemen, and I want to be equal- home for all the glitter and deceit of that ly just with all. Her fair shoulders were merry throng." so white and tempting that I uld not re- He pressed her hand. "God bless yon, ist the temptation of taking 'QSt one nip Mary. You are right, as you always are."

at t~em. . I coulcl not resist the temptation, I lit I nippep. · upon Mary's neck, and took a l>ill fnll of Ugh I how bitter ! I could ot pierce the her blood. It was pure and sweet, and her

coating which covered them. They were skm was soft and thin. I could not e y besmeared with whitewash, enamel, 011 ,this f.@ast long, for she brushed me away. somethi,ig of the kind, so ve deep that I entered the house, and beheld a visjon my bill could not penetrate it I perche such as San Francisco has never seen be-upon one of her hands, whi ~ were s fore, and which your Mosquifo's pen is in· white as snow, and the blue wms peered adequate to describe. l.Jeantifully through the tran parent skin. Nellie was there, the admired of all ad-

I nipped again. inirers. I heard hundreds of encomiums Ugh! worse than before. upon her beauty; but had they known

impregnated so strongly wit what I witnessed but two hours before, I could not swallow it. Dear e I and for how ebanged would have been their op· twi:inty-four hours I had not t ted a d.ro:p ioJlS- \ of blood. I sighed for this be utiful lad ookedfil"~mnd, and all was the same; one of the'belles of society, and yet so im plenty of outward glitter, but also many pure, so i'alse to nature. What must he tarnished hearts. thoughts be? One young man came from behind _a

I listened: curtain, followed by a young lady, and his "There," she said, "l think I am beauti- shoulder was covered with powder. l;Ie

ful enough. Ah, Nellie! you are supreme'- i,aid, in answer to some inquiries, that he lp lovely. I know it, and I'll make all the had been leaning against the wall; but young men think so. They can't help it. many doubted it. I did, at all events. Charl y is coming to take me to the part-i I could describe hundreds of such scenes, o-night. I told him I loved him. 141 dear ERA, but they would hardly interest a! Silly fool that he is. Could he ha; you·. Besides, your valuable columns are

supposed that I meant it? He, whose sal- filled wi h so much better matter than ar,y is but one hundred dollars a month? , "poor litllle me" could indite_ . If you wish l No, n,o ell, not for Joe! Nothing snort it, I wiJJ. l'lext week give some more of my of Ullllion will satisfy llUl> Still it's adve:niie:es, which, I assure you, are such nic ve fellows make l and as v.~~dom ;pear in print. ta me a.round. .But not for SKEI:TER.

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WRil"rEN FOB THE GOLDEN EBA. [ . -MOSQUITO BITES C~e I here.

tat " horrid ~ t od what an outr fe~the_.;.!'' • ·

Gedtite ~tured a suggestion not partlcn

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MIDNIGHT FLIGHTS.

"Ah ha! here we are again I" &B the funny man ~omplimentary to bonnets and feathers, and c

jn the circus says. "What can I do for yon now, itmned: air? The banners? James, bring the banner~,~ "B~ Jove! isn't Icy Blash stunning? Ba. · please," And Mosquito will once again flaunt his any thmg I ev:er sawt:' aforesaids to the breeze. 'Cause why~ He has I "Bangs'', isn't Webster, but it'd forcible 1' biUen his bit and said his say, and effectually snggeat!ve. Belle, like the rest of her sex, con ~ithal, else he should not have appeared in the not praise another woman, so she ren;iarked: columns of the ERA. "Pshaw! I don't hmk so. She's neither blon

"Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord;" and some nor brunettti, l oannot imagine what you me pne else says it's sweet. Bo Mosquito will axer• find in bet to rave about; she's so conceited, too.' cise his diminutive authority, and partake of 11 "AU women &re.'' little of thll.t saccharine condiment himself. Not "No they ain't," for his own satisfaction, either; for he is a philan- '' Oh, yes they are, and, if you consult your thrcll'ist in a small way, and as the path of the <>wn mind in an unbiased way, you will find it so." 'transgressor is hard, he proposes to make ii hard-1 _ "Oh, !ou talk rubbish, and 1 am out of all pa­',lr, wit~revenge for sundry kicks and bruises as tience with you. Praise Mrs. Slash if you likp." his incentive. "I shall. Where's her husband?" •

Last Sunday morning Mosquito found himself 'He's away, but th~t will signify nolling to

fn church. How he came there, he knew not; you.'~ robably the gloomy aspect of the interior tempt- "Why not?" d his w:eary eyelids, after the labors of the past '' Be~ause she's too proper. She won't flirt."

night. Never mind how he came there, but there Georg~ made a remark 111ightly derogatory to 1e was; and, it being quiet, he ensconced himself th e advisability of propriety in general, and the mid the folds of a soft cushion, and slept. organ's notes terminated their conversation.

1 Not many moments had passed', however, be- _ 1 wondered if ther~ were ~any couples like this

"ore my slumbers were disturbed by a weight m ~he ch~r-0~, and I immediately began to make 'lpnn my bed which nearly ended my existence. an mvealigatwn. I ventilated the subject thor­~llen it flashed upon my mind that somebody had oughly, and came to the following conclusion: it down upon me. I endeavored to move, but Not one out of ten of those who attend church,

':)mnd it impossible; and you can easily imagine do so f~om a love fo.r religion, or a desire to hear 1e state of my mind. My head isn't very large· the scriptures explamed. '.l'he ladies go, jocular-1t, upon that particular occasion, there was ~ 1~ speakin~, to "give their trunk a holiday," to rrific amount of thinking done with it. display their new dresses, and the men to ogle AOast the weight was removed, and, by an al· "'.'omen. I had hitherto been under the impres-

.nost super-mosquito effort I succeeded in extri• 18100 tha~ churches were places which people at­eating myself from my unenviable position, I te~ded, 1~ order to become familiar with religion Jooked about me in order to discover the vile per- wit~ & vrnw to salvat10n hereafter, instead or seoutor of my virtuous sleep, and right before me which Ibey are mere conventions for devotees of I beheld & portly female of the human species. Fashion and Folly. For the most part, ii is so She was kneeling, evidently up to her ears in de- there &re of course exceptions. votion, but what cared I_? Devotion didn't tro~ble ~qltito, outcast that he waP, could no longer ne much, and, summonmg all the strength. in my remam among such people; so he eschewed the

jame, I planted my proboscis deep into her neck, dpttrch for the nonce, and went to Woodward's She brushed me off, before I could get away Garden •

. ~yself, ana I inwardly thanked her for t1'9· assis s of people had congregated there to ruce which she so considerately rendere(\ me, as 00 & balloon ascension, and among them, I saw t wa11>a happy release from the very unpleasant young men of the bon ton who were expected to 11,Bk of drinking h~r blood. be at church, or at least in some more fitting

It was as sour as vinegar. place than the Gardens. I don't know, though; It immediately struck me that she w!A an old they were far better than the people I had just

1aid; and as they are reputed to be sour, and of seen. Their faults were not hidden under & mask ,ttle or no interest &tall to the bulk of humanity', of sanctity, but openly displayed to thou5inds of . will leave her to hurl her maledictions al me iniieople. I patted them on the back, and heartily ,eace. {iommended their honesty. Near the balloon,

Dy her side was seated a young coutile,. whojWhioh was nearly ready to rise, I saw a small kaot eewed to be, outwardly at least, the very elnbod-rf young men engaged in a conversation which I ment of religious fervor, and I formed an opin- resolved to hear. It was as follows: on from their appearance. "Going up, Bill?"

Wrong again. How inexperienced I found my- "Yes.'' elf to be. Yon can can never judge from appefr• "Are you not just a little nervous.''

jnces. I buzzed about the young man's 6\J'S,}>V,t, "What, me? Not much! old in the business." eft>re I had time to adjust my bill, he said: "Been up before, eh?" "Damn that mosquito!" "Yes. I'm a tough boy with a pink moustache My opinion was changed forthwith. ' 11 oalloon ascension." r tried the yo~ng lady, and her little "cuss,"&!• Hoodlnmism, by jove I Well, they arP all

J?ough not so h1gh,flavored, was equally expres- coming to it. The young men must sncyutnb to 1ve:..,, the magnetic influence of slang.

".uarn that mosquito l" I tried ibis young Puffstuff w1"th ..,.,, p b · N

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-, ro osc1s, , 1~e. angnage for devotees at the Holy Shrine, and ~t a change I

~ t 1!? We!I, I have ceased to be surprised His blood was cold as ice; so cold that he did

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:ytlnng human, and iave actually become qflli• not seem. to b~ a war~ of the fact that a I®squito I per~hed upon tlie book-rest petween tbeir was boring mto hrs cheek. He was literally

C s and listened: _ _ "· frozen JYi.1!!...fear. _ _ .,..

'!,All ready I" cried the Professor. jth eyery nerve trembling, the hero of a !l9_,

•11.~11,to;~t stepped, or rather stumbled, into the t,iliP of th bll,ll convulsively g~ltll~d

ming devotion he oYossed &1dJrom heAven, &J:!d

d :{iom•the gifl'W..,of a hundred e majestiq&lly pace, and . .....__

imminentdanger smote a few of tne scattered thoughts of the intrepid aeronaut afore­mentioned, he muttered an expletive, in which the name of The Divine Son occupied a promi­nent position, an<l the monster shot over the roof doing no further damage than to slightly mar th; possibility of the sitting posture of an urchm hereupon perched.

The blood of the Great Intrepid being too cold, and the skin of the Professor too tough, co1I1bined with the chilly atmosphere affording bnt cold comfort to the mosquito tribe, I descendeJ nee more to the earth, and re-entered the gardens,.

Strange people were they, dear ERA, wlm were gathered there; good, bad, and indifferent; but the two last, I must say, rather predominated.

I endeavored to pursue my vocatio·IJ,,o ing examinations of the motley blood, buftlie s ens-­north-easter then blowing precluded the possi­bility of such a thing. Consequently I Jent to town, and in my " midnight flight" made an as­tounding discovery, the particulars of which I will relate next week. '

r--B:&:EETER,

~~~== JERRY DDIPLE'S POETRY.

WRITTEN FOR THE GOLDEN ER/cG' // I once knew the odd~st of fellows, A true Celt from the Lakes of Killarney, Which I vow was sufficient to prove, That he was quite perfect in blarney.

Whenever he'd hear an adventure Related by some roving chap, He'd vow that he knew one far better An' on the tale he'd put a cap. '

The incident which I'm relatin~ Came off one night down at tb;inn Called" The Shamrock," where fot;r joily fellows Sat 'round the fire while drinking their gin.

They talked upon various topics; Of the people of different climes, Of authors, of statesmen, and poets, And at last they began making rhymes.

Each in turn made his rhyme, giving Jerry Time to think on what he was to say ; But the true Irish face looked quite puzzled, And his wits it seemed flew quite away.

"Och, bad luck to me noddhl,'' said Jerry, "I wunst wus the pote o' the Lakes · I wrote all the songs for the weddin; And obitunes fur the wakes. '

"But, be Jabers! now, some how or other, Me rhymes will not come out at all, An' well lmowiu' me talint, it's makin' me Feel, me boys, I assure ye, quite small."

But a friend soon came to his assistance And said, "Now your name ·s Jerry Dimple, And a r!Jyme you can soon find for that By saying, ' On my nose there's a pimple.'"

"Hould, me boys, I've a good wunl" said Jerry "I'll make ye all wonder an' shtart; ' Now me name ye all know 's Jerry Dimple, And on me nose there is a big wart.''

M, BRYO,

BY GRATTAN M. OLAY.

WoMMM b11ve II f~hioifa,ble wife, for she would alwa.ys be running up dr,: ioods bills,

.Nor a plajn, demur11 · OQe, li:)r .she would &re you to death with her stiff movements allll gray

' ginghams. BY GRATTAN JII. CLAY.

Q,UESTIONS OF PRUDENCE, Don'~rry at all if yon have not some Jiioney,I A lecture upon tile lmmutablllty d Super-If a man were to ask me to typif'JI or trt-lgmata, or foi1"\\111n,e sure to be, dissatisfied, Belrold the realistic lllaniC..atations,

or whatever they calJ- it I should repel him with oonsequences. You cant keep II nurse, and you It is my object, my hearers, before proceeqirlg scorn, as I could not Ie~d my na~e to public dis· have to walk the floor witb. the babies at all hours to the disentanglement of this exceedingly hyper­cuss!on, or my hands and feet to be mutilated of the night , You can't keep a cook, ar>d you'll orltical and contradistinctionally offustecated sub­This may be a cynical sort of an idea but I can.' have to eat "1one a great deal, 88 your wife must j ect, to dilate upon the probability of an inter­help it . • rm modest. ' be cook, waiter, and everything else. You'll have minable, and immutable explanation of the ideas

If I were requested to "scurrilaie" upon a blac to lug beef home every night, and get np early in about to be treated, and the possit>ility of the di-mail paper, my considerate disposition wo thi morning to go to the corner for a bit~ worth lator, so to speak, to so orgamze his organic or-prompt me to decline, as I have a pious reg of sugar, or a -paper of coffee. You'U have to ganiaation, that his mental faculties, (if the di• for the boot leather of~those attacked. Not that l black your o n boots, and shave yourself. You'll vine Prov!denc!l has with his usual magnanimity, am physically un able to stand the test, but I hate be roused from a peaceful slumber at all houri! of made such a bestowal,) may become, to a certain an indescribable sort of loathing for flaxseed the motning-that is, if you're kind-hearted-to extent, cognizant of the fact, that his articula­poultices, and then tailor bills are high, and "get up, dear, and make the fire." You can't go tori organs are endeavoring to articulate articu­patches don 't look well on a fellow's pants, espe out of an evening, for she won't . be left alone. latjons, wbich may impre ss his distl"a_cted brain cially as the present style calls for short ooat You ca._n't take her out, for fear of leaving the with-the fact that he is aware of tile wdnd,erful tails. house alone, Then most girls who matry {IOOr magnitude of the undertaking, and the utter im-

Should J be sent as special emmissary of peace men want to live with "ma." And a mothet-in- possibility ,of an extrication, from the inlermin­to the Moaocs, I should decline, as r have tQo Jaw-shun her as you would II bill-colleotor. If able and labyrinthical subject, of which he is much regard for II waste of bullets upon an im- you've gbt a baby, you can't go to church and about to divest himself. penetrable skull, leave t¥ baby, of course. You can't take. the It has be·en for several centuries, emphatically,

If Woodward were to · ask me to take Buislay's baby out, because her ?ow lings woutd mortify morally and physically impossible, to 80 per­place in a balloon ascension, I could not · acce you to death. In fact, if you marry poor, you meate the brain with n knowledge Qf psychological the position. I might get paid twenty er thirty will lose your acllvHy in a year, your love in II phenomena, as to infest the misu~derstanding

dollars for it, but th en suit might be instttute(l month, your temper ma week, and be happy .)Jut wit_h a conscientious opposition to all rules adopt• against me for smashing some roof. Not that I a day. And if this isn't a nice lookout tor young ed by the most celebrated psychologists and stig-should mind the fall, but the judgment against "spoons," I'll deprive myself of terrapin for a matists. · me fof_damages would overbalance the pay. . week. If you don't believe me, try ii. It is my intention therefore to draw inferen-

lf M;anager McCullough should insist upon mY' On ptt. ces in complete contra-distinction to the funda- 1

playing Hamlet at the California, I shonrd en That the Modocs contemplate firing upi5n the mental propositions which they have esta.~, deavor to laugh him out of it. It would grie troop§...nnder General Gillem. and to endeavor, if possible to release you from me to µisplease him, but a flagrant waste 'of su That Fred Grant 18 to displace General Sher- the inoxjricable error into which you have fallen, perannuated eggs, and 'lllell-advanced tµrnips, · man. in regard to spiritualistic mamfestationi. ; . j

t · ti · ' th h That none of the Supervisors ever received a 1 no m eepmg w1 my p ilanthropic mind. I Stigmata is not,as you have supposed, a natu- ,1 l b tt t b cent from Stanford. ... a way e er o e prudent in such little ma,tters ral consequence of the symbolilltl.tion ofreligion,s,

d d th That Philosopher Pickett is a can~idate for an P er over e consequences which mig 't or 1piritual manifest& lions, but a hyperboliftea-"D t th th Mayor on the People's ticket. accrue o un o o era as o era will do to you' tlon of the time-honored and ineffable custom of

·t H J w t That Miss Gannon obstinately refuses \o ever ,r, as sa1 o Y n • super-organic and religio-ignoram1c stupidity, pro-:A.dvlee to 1'Ien About to Jllarry, again ehoot at II man· dueed by constant and int3rminable indulgence in

N That the dilapidated Indian at Noo;lh Beach ever marry a woman with an "impedimen 1 . . • • habitual imbibification.

, smiled bemgnantly at the words of an itinerant ,. , . her eye;' for If you are II jovial cuss, and fond o . t 'h th b d d t .fi d Th Bpmtus frumenll, est muoho derogatory, ad the girls, you cannot see whether she is watchin prayis ' ' e O

. er an ay, an ypi 6 • 6 cu- oompoa mentis." t rlous may satisfy themselves, as the eiarlts are [ N . . . d . 1 . . . , ·

you or n_o,. still vif/ibie. His hands and feet are covered with ow it is in .un emab e Jn~ta-pos1tion and co&,. Never form a matrimonial alliance with a wom . . . plate contra-d1st10n to_ the ideas which are s~lr .

• an ha i·ng a co k 1 . f .1, b • h . ijlem, and his nose has entirely d1aappeared. d b 1 h 11 J r eg, or I s 11, ore w en one 1 • . . . pose to e co-eva wit a the principles of oo-, sleep , nd wan ts' to go right to bed, to haye to Let me impress upon Y?ur mmd t~at I speak fustification, or, in other words, the effect of pii, help to ktke the darn d th· ff Th. h .., r ths,! and whoever gamsays mA, I 11 bet him f 'd b.b.fi 1· l d tb r. e mg o • 1s, gwever, . t d . b h . 11 oresai 1m 1 1 ca 10n ea s e untutored D,!in,i l·s mere'"' a matter of taste. an antiqJ.J.a e c~ar utt, to t e hole, 1n . the el• . , h t h' h . t h. h ,

9 . .,. _ to m,er t a , w 1c 1s no w 1c , who is not who, Do not.think of marrying one of those eccentric bow of "'.Wperor ~ orton, 1hat he can t prove it. and .how is not how. · I

women who will take a heated bottle to bed with An instance which came under my ver~;:'lldal ber every night, as it' a sure to get cold, and wake ewtrernity, or, in other words, that i;:art of my you before morning.• · body, constructed more especially for the e of

Do t£ ave a wife who is not physically perfecv, that most useful ornament, the handkerch1ei; · i.e. l•m , etc; or else you will never be 11b! this: to find II towel, sock or handkerchief. Then,:imr 'Twas early morn; the orb of day had not yet bran. a-sure to be higher. illumined the broad Pacific, and the V1¥"d&nt hil1s

Do ' \)lalrimonialize with a muscular womin, of Ban Franci sco, when upon the paves ot thll or you )nay become aware of little misdoilfis aforesal,11 I wandered. Suddenly, the Qllietude of when you are least prepared, the "umbrageous hour before dawn" was di Jl_J;b•

A thin;WOJllan is objectionable, for every man ed-a consciousness smote me that I was but' to who i1 a4ev1lr of nature likes to praise his wife's ·tneSli something wonderful. figure. Jhat is, if you won't let her wear the "pa• A commotion upon the opposite ~~ ent tn"tlatable." sti:.eet drew me thither, and II man evi bl)ui

Don't have •far-sighted wife, for if you are dis• to ty)lify, or, in other words, to stigm posed to be jocular, she never can "see it." upon the cold pave. We removed him to

A near-sighted woman is bad, for she never can boring market place of Esculapius, w!liln tell you how handsome you are without glasses, opened, a smile illumined hid ghastly coun and, ~or heaven's sake, don't marry a pair of gig- and several marks showed themselve • To lamps. :]' • of the genus liloodlum,.J!e had it bld he

Al) ,_il'l"ls not acceptable, for she· k~ps Y.OU . a(\ t _1gmata wilfi" vengeance. An in.vesti .-t rllllbi11g for a 4oojor all the time, and then you ill &1hbler,.oi r@t,. devolved upon me, have~·~ up<in the mid4,Ie of the night to rub ' and I matle _~~ RiJlt I reverenced that man, her-. ~.,;:· _ • with whzit awe clid I staunch the wonn,ias, and hPWJ

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I p·riz!l'd each drop of the sanctified-blood.' :mi' eternal vengeance against bis rival. Now be saw her, surrounded by a dozPn must have stlgmatijcd scores of times, ·for bid But in this he was disappointed, for said ri- young ladiPs far prettier than she, yet she hands and feet were covered with wounds, evi- val took his departure for England shortly af- seemed to shine out a bright star above them dentiy made by nails (whether finger-nails or ter bis engagement to Eorietta, and never re- all, a lily among thorns.

1 d turned; but before he left, he acknowledged to "She is a treasure," he said, "and worth bootnai s 1 id not inquire), 11nd in his side was a friend of Clair's, that he just diJ. it to "cut winning. I wonder why she seemed so anx-11 ghastly wound. Then as though his hands and that J\ieredith out." ions about Willie Harris? Can she be in love feet were not of sufficient siJ1;e to typify his sane- At last, very Elowly to be sure, the old love with him? I shall watch and wait. If so, it tity, bis face was. covered with nail-marks; I was died away from Clair's heart, and be began to may be a desperate game; if not, it will depend sure they were nail marks. I had begull to say think that there were "as good fish as e'er upon her alone, and to her alone I entrust my my aves with reverential awe, when II medical were caught." fate." man made the following explanation: "I do not say, gentle reader, that the beau- A voice startled him from his reverie; it was

"D~n him, he's drunk." tiful Enrietta Bragdon was entirely forgotten, hers, though he conld not see her face in the for sometimes the happy days gone by would darkne ss.

Now, if this is not diametrially opposed to all, come to Clair's_ memory, and too often the "Mr. Meredith," she said, "may I ask a I every alll\ each hallucination super-induced by a wine cup had been brought into requisition to favor of you?" constitutional religio-lunatic sentimentality, tn qtwll bis moodiness. "Anything you mity desire; command me." f incontestible evidence of the incompatibility Howeve1·, for his mother's sake, he had re- "Would you step out into the garden and

J prim a facie facts produced by our most enlighf. solved to find if such a thing aq a true woman pick me a few pink hollyhocks ? I neglecteo to ened and high-minded psychologists at Stockton, existed. He had serious doubts on the sub- get ,hem this evening; it is really too bad to

, ject. trouble you." I. S. goes for naught, 8_nd theJncontrovertable ID· Dut to return to our conversati on. To his '' Do not mention it; I am only too eage1· to ,genmty of bacchalaman professors become~ ! motuer's question he respond ed: be your slave." myth, _ added to the fact that our senses becomm9 "l es, mother, Enrietta is now a thing of I " Silly trifler," said she laughing, "I be­as it were, immutable and inconsistent progen1 the past, a broken Rpell, and I am glao it is so lieve you horrid men cannot say 'yes' to a la­tors of the Darwini-lunatic evidence, or in othe :or her fdvolit.v would have c,msed me much dy's question without some sort of fbtt e1·y. words the falsity of logical phenomena becomes a uneasioe~s lHio I marri ed her. J\'.Iy experience Now, there's a nice little fellow, get me the dilutableand unenthusiastic exemplifcationof the with h 0r ha , tan ght Lle a lesson, and now I flowers.". .

. . . can louk before I leap. 'Bbauty,' I have Clair fairly flew to perform the duty which time wo~,n .~nd really wor_thY qu.otatwn. ,, learned, 'is on,y skin deep,' and hereafrer I she had imposed upon him, and aft13r a long

S,1gm ata gumbllem bilkus est. slrnll use that motto as my guide in seeking a search in th A dark garden he found the re-

HO L LYH O CK- 1 wife." quired flowers. • "Do so, Clair," his moth er said, "and rest " rhank you," Emma said, as he handed

assured you will not be disappointed." them to her. "I shall think of you all the eve-WRITTEN FOR THE GOLDEN ERA. "I believe you are right, mother, and as for ning, perhaps longer," and she flitted away to

that, you always were; but time presses and I finish her toilette which, Clair was sure, was to CHAPTER I. must away." be extremely elaborate.

Clair Meredith sat reading some cards which the servant had just handed him. They were cards of invitation to a wedding reception and read thus:

The vaiise was packed and kissing his moth- At this stage of proc eedings a fearful truth er, Clair took his departure. came to his mind. He had forgotten his va-

As the c,1rriage drove away from the door, lise; he remembered having left it at the hotel Mrs. Mereiiith said: at San R~fael, and so engrossing had been his

"Dear, noble Clair; I know he feels bis dis- thoughts that he had come away without it. I app~int111ent bitterl y, b~t for my sake he tries What was he to do? To ~pear in the ball­to hide 1t. I hope he will find some one who room without dress coat and white gloves was will love him as he deserves to be loved, and next to impossible, and his linen was much

1'.fr. and M,·s. Willia'?i llfilton. .At Home,

'.I.hursday E vening, SPpt. 11th, Nicasio Hotel. who will be worthy such a love as his." soiled {rom 1·iding on a dusty road.

that?" . And Clair was musing earnestly as ~he c~r- A thought suddenly came into his mind, and "Nicasio ?" he mused; "where is Perhaps mother can tell me, Mother!"

nage rattled over the stoues, carrymg bun be rushed madly down stairs. swiftly to the landing. A Mexican stood near, about to mount his

"Yes, Clair, what is it?" she answered. "vVere you not at Nicasio last summer?"

"What a pleasant surprise it would be for horse· to hail him was but the work of a mo­motber," said he, "if I could find among thes R ment.'

'·Yes." cou~1try damsels a,,t etrothed. I am going to "Friend," said Clair, would you undertake try 1t at any rate. to rioe to San R,ifael and back to-night?"

"Well, what sort of a place is it ? Dull or ~ay, st•1pid or jolly-any girls-good hotel, CHAPTER II. ishing, bunting, and all that sort of thing?" . Just as the SUD: w~s setting behind the hil_ls,

" Well m,• son " answered Mrs. Meredith its roseate rays t1::ig1ng field and forest with smiling;

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"i(you ~ill be a trifle less profuse i~ lurid ?eauty, the carriage containing Clair your questions I wili endeavor to give you an Meredith ano three othe~ y~ung gentlemen , answer. Nicasio is a pretty place, rather jolly drove up to the hotd at N1cas10. . as you call it. 'rhere &re some young ladies Ou the balco~y several young ]~dies sto?d. there· good fishing hunting and all that sort and as the carrrnge approach0d qmte a myriad of thi,ng." ' ' · I of quastiuns saluted them, the _drift ~f wl:i~h

"You are quite sar castic, mother," re' w~s such as reh\ted to the arnval _of certam torted Clair, lau ghing. "I asked because Belle fnends, generally !hose of the ~pp~g1te sex. Gardiner is to have her wedding 1·eception One of !hem, Miss Emma G1dle1gh, _seemed there, and I purpose going; I should like to t? be pa!t1cu)?rly _anxious about a certam,,W1J­form some idea of the place. Who knows? h~ Harns. He 1s such a lovely dancer, she Perhaps I may fall in love with some dark- said ._ . . . eyed rancher·o, who possesses 'countless herds. Mrns G1dle1gh was ue1thn tall nor short; a and endless acres of flowing grain.' But ] northern blon~e nor a sout_heru brunette; ~er must be getting ready; I shall go this after 1 eyes we_re a bngbt hazel, wit~ rather a ~leas mg noon. Mother, please pack my valise, yott express10n; her ~ose w9:s nei,t,her ~re?Iall nor know what I want; and then, fair secretary of Ron~an nor. was 1t a ~emded p1:g, still 1t _wfts

, the exchequer, I would solicit a loan of you, not 111-lookrng~ (Clair thon~bt 1t ~as a little to be paid as soon as I have received payment beauty.) Her_ng~re_wa~ per(ect; so 1fthe reao­for the first prize in the lottery." er has 1:my di~cnmmat10n . 111 that respect he

"I am happy to see you so lively this morn- can easily conJectur~ what 1t should be. She ing, Clair," bis mother Aaid, '•for it makes me was dressed Ill a hght dress through "'.hose hope that you have forgotten your silly love for tr~nsparent texture could be seen a_ pau of Enrielta Bragdon; have you?" a1~s a_nd ,a neck and shoulders which were

Clair winced; the young lady referred to had pei fectw~ s self. . . been engaged to him, but like many of her sex Still with all these redeemmg pom~s she her beauty made her vain, and a more tempt- co~,1d no! be called p~etty; even Cltm sa11: ing offer from a young Englishman caused her ~.~e 18 not beautiful, but by Jove shes the to discard her younger and poorer lover. belle ..

For a long time Clair grieved over what he . Clai_r ~ould not}ell wh! he should b_e so par­called his unhappy fate. He wrote heart-ttcula11) struck "1th her _appear_anc_e, be 1:Rd broken sonnets and disconsolate love pieces, see_n her before, waltzed ~ 1th he~, fln-ted with .~reamed incessantly of his lost one and vowed bet, walked to chnrch_ with h_er, yet sh~ had

- ~d;l any m~rked 1mpress10n u on him.

"What does the senior want, that I should ride so far and at so late an hour. ?" said the

1 Mexican.

·" I have left my valise at S<tn Rafael," Clair answered, "and must have it. What would you charge for such an errand?''

'' I think, senior," answered the vaquero, "it should be worth five dollars."

"Done! Go to the hotel, bring me my valise, (my name is upon it), and instead of five you shall have ten dollars. It is now seven o'clock-return by nine if possible."

And without further palaver, the Mexican put spurs to his horse and was flying toward San Rafael.

CHAPTER IIJ. The ball commenced; but he could not en­

ter the room; so be wandered to the parlor. It was deserted and dreary; and the strains of music from th e ball-room plunged him into a 1 train of thought which was far from being in- f

terestiug. But one thing was needed to trans­form th<" cheerless, dese1 ted parlor into a para­dise. One slender form, one tiny footfall, one little word; but he had them not. For the sake of employment he sat down at the piano, and sang.

He always sang well, but now he snrp;:.ssed hjmself; his subject suited the occasion: 1

"I am lonely to-night, in my sad little chamber." He seemed to feel every note; every word

seemed to come from the inmost recesses of bis heart.

As the last strain died away, he cast a casual ~ ance towards the door, and there, listening

·,ntively, stood Emma Gidleigh, clad in " " -- -

ibfif, r spouess white, with here and there a young damsel with the ''coat of many colors, tiny o ange blossom, which seemed to render and flil'ted with her, more desperately than be­her thn more angelic. fore; in fact, his earnest attentions became the

Her hair was dressed a la Pompadour, and on talk of the whole company.

CHAITER IV. The ball was over, ~nd daylight slowly crel?t

1rito the lighted halls. and robbed them ofthe1r -iazzling appearance Here and there a few couple, loth to leave the scene of revelry and enjoyment of the previous night wandere~ t?• gether passing remarks upon dress and JDC!•

dents and not a few remarks were passed con­cerni~g the attentions which Clair paid to hi_s rustic beauty of many colors; furthermore 1t was said that Emma Gidleigh had refused the wealthy Wm. Harris, E~q.

one side surrounded by orange blossoms, was '' Miss Redding,'' he said to her, ''do you a hollyh~ck, one that Clair had given her. An- not find the rnom close and oporessive? Let other graced her bosom, and in her hand she us walk out upon the balcony, and enjoy the held a third, while her tiny faet were encased calm moonlight, and the cool evening air." in the daintiest of white slippers. ' She acquiesced, and soon they were seated

As soon as Clair could recover from the sur- beneath the stars, murmuring love sentences prise occ1sioned by so suddenly meeting such of the most devoted character. a vision of loveliness, he spoke: Miss Reddiug began to dilate upoa the

"I beg pardon, Miss Gidleigh," S'\id he many acres of her father, and her proficiency nervously, "I was not aware that I hrid a lis- in making butter and cheese; to cap the climax, tener-I should have spoken had I seen you- she turned to Clair abruptly and said: I--" "Mr. Meredith, how would :,ou like to be a

At last when the subject of conve1·sation had been ~ompletely exhausted, the ladies re­tired to remove their ball dresses, after which went to breakfast. "No apologies, please," she said, "I shan't farmer?"

receive them; why I would not for !1:,e world This remark somewhat staggered Clair; he have interrupted you, for that balla~ 1s an es- looked upon it as the strongest hint he had oecial favorite of mine; and you mfused so ever heard. At last he recovered his astonish­much fcleling, so much expression into it, that ment, and made some remark suggestive of not I began to think that you re111ly felt "Lonely possesqing a very flattering opinion of farming to-night." as a profession, when Emma came out of the

"Yes-I do--tbat is-I felt--that this r<_>om honse followed bv Harris. felt so lonely-no-that I felt lonely--ana-I They did not perceive Clair, who uninten-

sa g tionally, but willingly, was playing the eaves--" ~hat is the matter with me," he thought, dropper. "I cannot utter a sentence correctly in her Soon Will Harris was beard earnestly plead. presence." ing to Emma.

"Why do you not come into the ball-room? "Is it possible, Emma," he said, "!bat after Yon are not clresseil; are you unwell?" showing me tbe most marked attention this

He hilted to do it, but be had to tell her that evening, that nothing hut feelings of friendship he bad f,,rgotton his valise. prompted you?"

"I am sorry," she said, "for I had no ?ne " Yes, Mr. Harris, how could you think oth-to dance with but Will Harris, and! ~ru <lyl!lg erwise? I am sorry that you have made a mis-

I f ,r a gallop witb you; but I speak tor the ~rst construction of my attentions, for I did not in. dance' 1,frnr y,rn are dressed," and she left him. tend to lead you to suppose that I thought

As she pns~ed out at the door, the hollyhock more of you than of any other friend; could

I which she worn upon her bosom fell to the I--" fl0or, and Clair seized it with the greateSI "You have said suffi0ient, Miss Gidleigh, to avidit;y. make me construe your word, as a refnsal.

I "I will wear it." said he, "and see wheth er Am I right-is there no hope?" she will notice it." Oh how eagerly Clair waited fJr the answer;

He wandered rest.lessly about the house, and it came with true c:mdor and earnestne~s. as he passed the 1?all-r~om he_ saw Emma, "No, for I could not love you. Then re­dancing of course with Will Harns. He heart- ceive my thanks f,Jr your kind attentions, and ily wished Will Harris '\t the bottom of th e let me hope that our friendship will rem~in sea. As he passed the fr?nt door, he heard unaltered." the clatter of hoof., and lil a fdw. moment "That cannot be; I shall leave you to-night beard t.he Mexican calhng for Semor Mere and fvrever. I wish you joy in the selection dith. . of the happy man who will occupy the position

Clair seized the valise, threw the Mexican a which I so vainly coveted. Farewell." golden eagle, and hnnied to his room. . And he rushed into the house disappointed

In an exceedingly short spac~ of hme_ he and sad. . . was dressed and ready for the nail-room• he Clair had almost forgotten the httle "vane­went to the parlor, and t~ere saw_ E°:1~a, aud gated" lady by his side, but fortunatelf the a~ a matter of course, Will Harns, Slttrng, he strains of music from the ball-room remmded thought, nncomfort11b!y close. . her of an engagement, and they went in to-

" Ah! Mr. Meredith," Emma said as he en- gether. tered, "ao your things have come? Now, I C111i1· had another dance with Emma, and, for suppose we shall have the honor of your p.res- the first time, she noticed that he wore .one of ence in the ball-room." . . . . her hollyhocks at his but.ton-hole.

She Sf\id this rather tauntmgly, but Clan did j ••Where did you get that?" she asked. not mind it. . "I picked it from the floor, wh.ire you drop-

" Yes," he answered, "may I claim your ped it; and as it had graced your bos_om, it hand for the next dance?. Rem~mb~~ our ht- seemed happiness to me to gaze upon 1t, and tie arrangement, made th18 even mg. . say, 'Oh! cherished flower, thou art dear to

"Oh, I for,?ot; you really must pardon me, me, for tbou wast hers.'" but I am engaged to Will f,,r the next th ree "Mr. Meredith," said E!llma simling, "you dances." are a strange enigma. Like the rest of your

And thry left the _room. ... . r· trifling sex, you are an insolub'e riddle .. H~w "Will!" said Chnr fiercely, it is 'i\ ill, n;i~, can we poor women tell whether you are lil

by Jove! Cl,iii-, my ?oz, .. you muet be qulCK, earnest or jesting?" . or it will be 'Dear Will. "Put me to tbe test, and whatever 1t may

In spite he rushed to the ball-roo~, and be, I will not fail to pr?ve my sincerity. Could danced with a young countr:y: damsel, dressed you ·not feel for me a httle of that most sub­in all sorts of colors. He flirted d~sper~tely iime and happy feeling which--" with her, and danced three snccessive times "I beg pardon, Miss Gidleigb," said a gen­with her. Once, as he passed Emma and her tleman who approached, "this is our dance, I partner, she sa!d almost re1;,roachfully, he believe," and Emma ~ad to relinquish her thought, ''I admire your tast~. . place by the side of Clair to some one else.

At Ia~t the time came for his dance with Em- " Confound the fellow," said Clair, petu­ma; he rushed ~o he1: si~e, and soon th ey were Jantly. "Will I ever have an opportunity to whii-ling in the mtoxrnatmg m_azes of th e ~~ltz. speak to Emma?" He felt that he was happy; h1s arm ~ncncle Emma was engaged for the rest of the even­her dainty waist, her foce lay cl? 8 e to his sho;. 1 ing, consequently Clair's temper was not one der, and he thought (perhap~ it wa~ but . i of the most amiable in the world. f.tntasy) that she answered h1s quoShons WJt Ile scarcely knew what to do. She did not a tender accent; an accent that ~ee~~d to say love Will Harris, his mind was easy on that ''I am so happy when by your side. h d d point but did she love him? That was what

At last the music ceaqed; the da~ce a e~ troubied him the most. ed, and Emma, of course, was to dance wit Will Ifarris. .

A ain in spitefnl clesr.erat10n he eng11g~d th_~

All were very tired, especially the ladies, as they had had no sleep, and the meal was passed in doleful silence.

It was Clair who first broke the silence, he said:

"Ladies, as we are to start for home very early, I should advise you :not to lie down, as a short sleep would render you totally unfit for travel. We will stroll about the garden, play croquet, and do the 'roma11;tic' m.1til the car­riages come." Then turmng to Emma be whispered, "may I have your company for a ride this morning?"

"Yes," she said. In a short time the buggy wasbrourbt to the

door and no sooner had Emm11 taken her seat than' a sprightly little lady, Carri~ Graham, came running up to the buggy, saymg:

"Oh you runaways! Do:you snppose I shall let you go off alone in that way? No; I shall take the part of mater familias, and go with you if Mr. J\Iereilith has no objection."

Clair groaned, but of course could not refuse: so he consented, and Carrie jnmped into the bu~q_y. .

It was far from being comfortable physically, to all concerned; but to Clair it was me1;1tally uncomfortable, for he was at that particular moment a most enthusiastic advocate of the old adage "Two is company, etc." He was again th warted in his attempt to speak to Emma and wns far from being particularly amiabl~ to either of his companions.

He ;trove to be entertaining, descl'ibiog trees, classifying botanical specime!1s, 1·eciti1?g Indian leaenJs and many other thmgs, but m every particular be mad_e a signal failure, and the ride seemed very t d10us.

When at last they returned home, it was a happy relief, especially as the carriages were waitina to convey them to the steamboat larn~­ing so

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me fifteen miles distant. The same tr10 we;e placed together a~ain on the same seat, and Clair groaned agam, solto voce_ of course.

Would an opportunity ever offer itself, so he might speak to Emma'? "Nil desperandum," said he, "perhaps Carrie may fall asleep, then, auspicious moment, how earnestly shall I make use of thee!"

The ride was a long and dusty one, and our party soon became ver~ tired. Carrie kept up a continual clatter, while Emma began to doze, until at last she was fast asleep.

" Tbis is a pretty state of aff11irs, by Jove!'.' said Clair to himself, "here the wrnng one 1s asleep, and Carrie seemed to_ be sleepless."

At fast Carrie's conversat10n became more and more indistinct, until, happy moment for Clair, she was closely wrapped in the arms of Morpheus.

Now another veryintoresting duly presented itself to Clair: he must speak to Emma, and sbe slept, consequently h~ ~;1st awaken her.

'' How will she receive 1t, he thought, and he gave her the most delicate little pinch, and s-he awoke.

"At last, Emma," he whispered, "I have an opportunity to speak to ;vou upon a. sub­ject on. which depends my fnture ha~p1~ess. Carrie 1s asleep and we can_ talk_unheard.

'fhen taking her hand m his, he told the long pent up story of his passionate love.

"Emma " he said, "I love you, madly, de­votedly, a~ct were I to imagine far a. mome!'.lt that my passion were not returned, hfe would be without charms for me; and my last hope

ha niness would be gone; then tell_ me that

I you hrrve loved me, tha.t you cau still love nie, that you will be mine forever, 'until death do l Something prompted me, I cannot imagine us part,'" then gazing into her eyes, with a LiCHT AT ~AST• what it was, to institute a search among my longing, soul-enwrapt expression he awaited lather 's papers; and I remembered having seen his answer. wrurrEN FOR THE GOLDEN ERA. in the library an old iron casket, a strnnge

It came at last, so sweetly, and with accents looking affair, without the slightest appear-of such unalloyed happiness, that it was evi- anca of ornament of any kind. I had asked dent, her love was not newly born. Chapter 1· for what purpose it was used, but never re·

"Clair," she said, "my ai1swer can be given "Truth is stranger than fiction," was utter- ceived a satisf(lctory answer; so I laughingly you in a very few words which I have longed ed by one philosopher, and has been echoed dubbed it "the mysterious casket," little know· to repeat, oh! so often. You do not know, from generation to generation by poet, pbilo- ing the weighty secret it co:itained, or the pro­Clair, how I have prayed for this happy mo- sopher and historian, until it bas become a minent position it wad to occupy in the dramB ment to come, and now that it bas co rue, I can I am about to describe , · ask for nothing else." household word. Yet bow few, gentle reader, Now that my father was absent, a aetormi•

Then leaning her head upon his bosom she have experienced evidence of it, have discover· nation came into my mind to open the casket whispered one little word, the talismfln of love, ed facts connected with their own history , if possible, and discover its contents. Then the "open sesame" to marital happiness: which are posi,ive proofs of its verity. I laughed at my curiosity, nnd said :

"Y es." The facts which I am abont to relf1te do not "The days for such things as mysterious And that one little monosyllabl e made: ,emanate from the imagination with a view to caskets have long since passeed away:"

"Two souls With but a single thought, compose a story to amu se the reader, they are But one day having bad occasion to enter the Two hearts that beat as one." merely made public in orde r to demonstrate library, I saw it, black and mvsterious with an

" Emma ,, Clair said , •after th ey had re· how infallible is the old adage which I have ominous look about it, and som61hing seemed covered rrdm the first happy dream of newly before mentioned. to tell me that I should open it. I lifted it plighted troth," do you remember the bol- i Part of m_y life was envolv ed in a cloud of from a~ong the dust and cobwebs and took it Jyhock you gave me in j est, just one year agol mystery, w:hich for . twenty _years,_ despite_ all to my room,. res_ol~ed to un~avel the mystery to-day? I have it now·" and from an inner! my unceasrng energrns to disp el 1t, remamed connected with 1t, 1f such existed. pocket he produced the' flower, faded nnd torn! still dark and inexplicable. After several ineffectual atte1:1pts to OJ?en it from age and handed it to her. "l do not l I was the_son of a wealthy Alabama planter, I by the means of ~eys and wires, I seized a know what prompted me to bring it yesterday, and t~e per10d at whwh my story opens, was hammer, n1;1d d~alj 1~ a blow, when to my very but something, some genius of bliss seemed to towm? the clo~e of the year 1847. My father gre~t surpr_1se 1t flew ope~. I bad touched a tell me that I should meet you here and we was kmd and mdulgent, and strove to make sprmg, which I had prev10usly failed to dis-have met and are happy. Ai:e we not? me worthy of the lands I was to inherit. I cover, and now saw that the key-bo!e bad

« Ob, yes; very, very happy." h_ad graduated fr_om college,. and had just ar· m~roly been placed to_ deceive anyone who , "Wby did you let me go to sleep in this !1ved at tb~t penod of_ my hfe, _whe? t_he sub- might attempt to open 1_t. How my heart beat J horrid cJustv carriage?" interrupt ed Miss Car- Ject o_f ones ancestry 1s one of rnfimte 111te~est as I proce_eded t? open 1t.

rie, who awoke at this moment, "I iim nearly ~nd 1mp?rtance. I had thought, many a tune T~e fiist obJect that met my gaze_ was a suffocated; but I suppose you had a fine oppor· m the soh~nde of !1,lY cha1;0ber, ?~ my ancestors packet of letters. Som~ were yellow w1lh ag ,, tunity to indalge in billing and cooing

80 you who had fought side by Ride with the "father some of newer date, while others bore the ap-

let me sleep. Ob, you sly creatures.,,' of our coun~ry," and a feeling of pride per· pearance of h_aving been written re~ently.

/"\nma blushed, but said notl:iing. Clair vaded my bi east. U~on opem1;11$ one of them I dis cover ed a

;d and looked at Emma with a glance that But one form, dear~r than all, one t?at I lady s handwntmg, and _addressed to my fa. P<h!ed to say: "She is not far from right.'] never recoll~cted of bavmg seen, was not pictur- ther. Eo.gerly and exmtedly I devoured its

tr rhe moments seemed to fairly fly until theJ ed Ill ~,y mmd-~hat of my mother. co~,tents. It read as follows.: . 't ·eached tbe landing, and soon thF>y had cross It i~, a sad tl.nng to have never known a l ~R~NCIS, MELBOUR~E :- It 1s now three ed the ferry and arrived in Sin Francisco. \ mother s caiess, to have never heard her_ words ;ve~rs srnce) on left me, me, ;)'Olli' wronged and

And not two happier hearts ever walked to• of advice,_ of encouragement when startmg for miured wife, and I have received no word of gether than Clair and Emma. the first time upon t~e turbulent sea of life. ~ncouragement f~om you in my trouble, for it

* * * * +. * . Whenever I <1uest10ned my father concern- JS trouble, Francis Melbourne dark and sad 1 It is done, the knot is tied, and Emma Gid• rn& _the subject,_ a dark cl?udy look, peculiar The man wh? so 1;3ysterious1y' united us I h;v~ I

leigb is Mr•. Clair Meredith. Hardly had she to mm, would o,erspread his countenance, and ~earcbed form Yam; the certificate was placed reached th; house which was to be her future he,~ould answer: . m _your possession, at your request; hence I home when Carrie Graham came in. Do not ask_ me, my SO?,, s_he is dead; never have _no real proofs of our marriiige. Oh,

" 0 you conspirators!" said she l;mghing, tro;.ble ~e. agam by quest101:1rn& me upon ,l,he I Francis, for t~ e ~a_ke of our child, send somo I "I thought you were verv quiet while I was su Ject "bwh shoul~ be b1;1ne~ Ill th e paSI. wo:·d that will dispel the cloud of dishonor

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aslee in the carriage, anythin but love mur- Then he would sit buried _ Ill thought, that which now envelopes my sad, lonely life. I muri~gs would have awoke m!." st ran_ge loo~ WOl:ld come agam , and be would do not.ask for IJeCl!niary aid, although poverty

Then turnina in a whisper to Emma she or~~1 me fr~m b~s presence. has alre~dy laid its ruthless hand upon me . . d. 0 ' • ho can 1magme what wa, the state of my Oll;r son 1s under the charge of your moth er·

sai" Emma, I wish you -0

but I do env ou mmd at that t!me? W~o can think what wnte to_her, and tell her thr.t I am innocent .,. J Y, J Y doubts and evil forebodmgs ever and anon of the charges preferred aaainst me if not for

terribly." took possession of my thoughts. Sometimes I myself, at least for Henry; let his n~me be free . Tw? ye:irs have flown by and the travel_ler thought that my father was deceiving me; that from blemish. This is the last time I shall 1

111 Nicas10 Valley m~y see a large mans1?n there was some d,1rk mystery, connected with ever address you; your perfidy I can forgive, shaded by stately pmes and oaks. This, my father and mother; and when I thought but can I forget it? Not until death shall have : reader, is the country residence of Mr. and that she might still be living and that cold come to end the dark trouble of your wro~ged ::IIrs. :Meredith. Upon the gate is inscribed look of my father would co~e before me, and broken-hearted WrFE" I upon a plate of silver, the word: Hollyhock." strange thoughts and resolutions would come "God!" I exclaimed in anger "is it the ~an

This ts a fancy of Clair to call bis farm from into my mind. whom I have loved and respect;d who bas done the flower which seemed to be the forerunner " I will unravel this strange mystery," I this? Has be dared to look me in the face? of hapJ?i~ess. . . . . s_ai?, ''cost what it may. Should Ebe still be Me the injured son of an outraged mother?

And 1t 1s happmess, this hfe m the pleasant hvmg, I shall not leave a stene in the land un- My poor mother, if you are still alive if you vall ey, surrounded by all that are dear to him. turned until I have found her; and have ex- have survived the deep woes inflicted 'by 'the Wiff', mother, son. The boy is not named piated tenfold eve1·y wrong that has been com- guilty wretch whom I have honored by tbe :;et, but Cl11ir says be has serious thoughts of mitted against her." name of father, if earth holds vou upon its -:alling him "Hc,llyhock." FLORENCE. My search was commenced at once; I wrote face I will find you, and expiate your many

to such relations as I was aware I possessed, wrongs." for some clue of' my mother's whereabouts. I I seized another letter and tore it open-it should have been satisfied, could I have even was addressed to myself. :My perfidious father found her grave, for then! should have known had not only kept the face of my mother from that my fat~er did not deceive me. - my memory, bnt he bad stolen mv letters.

~fter havmg written many lett ers, and re· I rnad, trembling in every fibrc·of my frame ce1ved_mauy ~nswers,I relinquished all hope of It bore a date twenty years.later than the last: ever d1scove11ng news of my poor mother, and and began: th~ daik mystery grew darker and more inex- "J\1Iy D•:AR, LONG LosT SoN:-At last., thank phcable than ever. God! I know thiit you are alive and that th e

?:teader, yo,u should know that it is bard to deceptio? practiced upon me by your father m1~trust 01_10 s father, but his dark looks, and was earned to a greater extent by stories of ommous s1len_ce whenever I questioni,d him your d~atb. Oh! the long year s of necessity upon t~e subJect, seemed to me to betray his and ~nef._ How I b11ve pray ed that you might decept10n. be still alive, that I might yet press you to my . Business C?nnected with a cotton specula - heart. ~o_w I have hop ed tbat you might feel

hon called him suddenly to New Orleans, an~ for Yt:Ur IDJUre~ mother an~ love her, nutwith­I wns left alone, to consider other plans whic standmg the mrnreprE£entat10ns ".f your fath­would lead to the one object of my life-th er. One hope has been gratified; you nre alive,

· er of my mother. and that the ?the_r hopes and prayers m<1y ba ~ - fnlfilled I will 1ve vnn mv historv nn 1n q,p

1me when you were torn from me by a heart- "i'es, son," said be, "I am fortunate· l ,.,;ss husband. bow could it be otherwise? There is 1i'ot a "Who is it, my son."

"Your father was the youngest son of tree whose sb~de I have not sought; not a bil- "She did not mention her name. Wi11 you wealthy parnnts, and from bis wild and reek- lock upon wb10b I have not gamboled: and come now?" less habits was called the 'Town Rake.' Many there,. by that stile, young Rachael Weston ''Yes." hearts had be broken, nnd many foir names prnm1sed me her love. Then is it not a pleas- He went into the library, mv father and I had be blighted forever b_v bis blandishments. ant past to gaze upon? Even the cburchvard and sitting in a chair in the fi:1rther corner of At last he met me; I had been warned to shun does not cause sa\'lness; for aHhough my ·wife th e room, W'.l.S my mother, pale and agitated. him, but his promises of reform, and h~ seem- and boy are there; yet when I gaze upon those Father gav? one long, searching glance, and in_g heartfelt entreaties, made me accede to his two w~ite slabs, I know that they mark notwi tbSlandmg the ravages which time bad wishes, and that very night he came to my the. resting place of two dear ones who are in effected upon her, he knew her. window. I fled with him whom I thought the Heaven." "Anna!" he shouted, and fell fainting 'to embodiment of all that was good and noble, I '' Happy old man,'' I thought; ''would that

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and we were made one. Oh! bow proudly I my past. wer~ as plei:sant as yours." · * ·• hel¢1. my head erect when h" called me wife. ?;ben turnrng to him, I said: For weeks and weeks he lay at the point of On the next day he left me, and I never saw Are you all alone in the world?" death; the sudden shock occasioned by so snd-him again. I was heart-broken Henry until "Yes, almost entirely, I am quite alone if I denly meeting his wronged and injured wife you were born; you seemed a' little dberub except my old friend Anna Melbourne." ' had bronght on brain fever. come from heaven to comfort me in my afliic- · "Anna Melbourne," I exclaimed "she But the noble instincts of a true woman !ion. I tried hard to keep you, but poverty lives?'' . ' prompte~ her to forget everything; and during came to me deeper and deeper, until at J;.st I "Yes, she hves, and when I say that, it is his long illness she never left his bedside for a took you to your fathe1·'s mother. I was al- all; p~or crea!ure, she finds it hard to earn her moment. lowed to see you until they said I was not mar- bread m her old age. Many a time it has One day after. the crisis had passed father ried, and then they kept you from me; but I caused me to wonder that she could have borne opened his eyes and murmured: ' used to snatch a kiss from you as you passed up under the deep affliction which it has so "Anna, are you there ?" in your nurse's arms. Then your father came lor:g been her Jot to suffer." "Yes, Francis, but you must not talk." and took you nwl!Ly to the South. I tllought Oh, the joy of that moment! She Jived, "_No, but I wish to he!\r you say that yon that blow would have killed me, and for weeks and I could comfort her in her old age. forgive me for all my cruelty and heartless-! Jay at tt.e point of death. ,vhen at last I re- " She bas suffered so ve;ry much, then?,, I uess." covered! I resolved never to relinquish the as~,ed eagerly. . "I do forgive you, Francis; from my heart search for you. Now I have found you and Yes, her story 1s a long and sad one, and I forgive y_ou. ". And for_ the first time in twenty as God is my witness, I am innocent ~f the perhaps might not interest you; but could she years she impnnted a kiss, the sweetest ofall­infamous charges which I have mentioned. find her son, all her woes would cease. Ah! I a kiss 0! forgiv~ness up*on his ljps. ,vrite tne as often as possible; could you but f~nr that he will ne_ver come; he will stay with * come to see me, my happiness would be com- his wealthy father m Alabama." We are all very happy in our bright Southern plete, and I should die happy. I have dwelt I could no longer control my feelings. home, where all is sunshine and flowers and long upon my unhappy life, but fewer words "No he will not," I said, "he is here; I am where the sweet orange blossoms and ~lean-could not express what I had to say. Good-by. Henry Melbourne!" dabs remind one as nearly as po~sible of an

Yonr affectionate mother, "You Henry Melbourne?" he exclaimed. earlh

ly heaven. ANNA. MELBOURNE." "You, rny little Harry who twenty years ago I Father and mother are as happy and happier

I gnzed in horror npon that Jetter the dangled up,:m my knees and carried about the th an when he led her, a blushing bride to the chronicle of the long years of suffering e~peri- town'/ Thank G:od! thank God! My poor altar, twenty-five years ago. enced by my poor mother. Could I believe Anna "ill be happy at last.•· And the old They both say that another bright form iE my eyes? Could ~ believe ~hat such perfidy, man embraced me while his eyes filled with ~eeded to complete the happiness in our beau­such unutterable villnmy existed in the breast tears. tiful home, a1;1d I have almost prevailed upon of one man, 11nd that man my father? The "She sh_all be hr.ppy," I said, "if the ener- a da.rk-eyed htt!e daughter of Alabama, a per-thought was horrible. gy of a lovmg son can make her so. Then feet pa.ragon of beauty and loveliness, to be-

That night I telegraphed to my father in New lead me to her, dear old friend, you do not come Mr~. Heury Melbourne. She b,1s not ex• Orleans: "l go North to-morrow-will return know how I long to clasp her in my arms· let actly consented, for she says she is afrnid that as soon as possible. HENRY." us hasten." ' she will he jealous of her mother-in-law.

I said nothing of _m:y knowledge concerning ' "~by, how am I to hasten, with these old, But 1 th iuk I can remove that little obstacle IDs bas~ness, not wishmg to afford him r.n op- tottenng legs of mine?" he said laughingly. by loving her the more devotedly. i:iortun_1ty to tbwa1·t_ me in my one object, one "I want to bring you to your mother, myself.,, Reader, my little story is ended; all are hap· for which I bud waited for so many years-that And the ·old man fairly danced with joy as PY, and after twenty years there is light at last. of confro_nting him with his wronged, heart- taking my arm he led me to the cottage which All.earthly woes and t~ouhles p,st, broken wife. con tamed the dearest form on earth-m1Jther. We re happy all; tllere slight at last.

The next morning I sat in the train, gliding We mared a small cottage near the outskirt n lK ,.._ ·-

swiftly towards the North. of the town,_at;d my old companion po·ntedl - WAS IT LOVE P out to me, s1tt!ng nuder the shade of a tree, an -

Chaptt,r II. old_ woma;1 with st~oI?ed figure and hair as /f/'7/) warrrEN ' Fon THE ooLDE>< ERA.

I stood in my native city, the place which white as bis own, kmttrng. I / -twenty y_ears before, I bad left, a child, a "There she is," he said, "fast at work. God ~ stranger ma strange land. No familar faces bless her, ho~ little does she know the happi- CHAPrER I. welco~ed me, and_ when I mentioned my ness that awaits her." "Belle, are you in love with Clarence Dan-name, it bad long smce been forgotten Jost in\ I stood by the gate, and gazed upon her ville?" the abyss of ti~~- ' ~ould that wasted figure! bowed by age -and k . I sa~ 110 fam1har spot, and the little cottage grief. be my own mother ·1 Could it be that " I hardly know, Clara, sometimes I th~n m _wh10h I first s~w the hght of dny, and I ~he sat there, deserted and grief-stricken, ply- I am, then I feel as though I should not hke ,~h1led away my childhood's hours, had Jong mg_ her wasled finger~ for a mere pittance, to bid adieu to the many pleasures which sur­smce been superceded by a more pretentious w~e my father rolled m untold wealth? I round us while single for the doleful monoto-ed1fice. ' Let us go to her," the old man said "I so . . ' .

Long and earnestly had I searched for some Jong to see :)'JU meet.,, ny of a marned hfe. I tbmk I arn a sort of one who remembered the days of twenty years As we approached her, she rose and said: deg in the manger; I do not know whether I gone by, when Frnncis M~lbourne and Anna ." ~.ho bare you brought with you, Benja- want Clarence for myself or not; but I certain-F~·ench :vere_lovers, but without success; time mrn? ly should not like to have him mairy anyone ":1th swift wmg had flown, and for the first " Look, and see." else. At all events be is a splendid fellow, time, I saw and appreciated the ravages. She ga..-e one look, and sinking into her seat and I think he loves me."

I had turned my back upon the site of the she shri;ked: "Do not be too certain of that Belle, dear, home of my childhoo~, with a sigh for the . "Mer_ciful Heaven! Is this a phantom, or is Clarence is a horrid flirt, so bewa;e of him. I one~ loved ones, long smce gone to their last 1t Fraic1s Melbourne that I see before me?" believe you do love him though, indifferent re_stmg: place, when an ?ld a~d ~ecrepid man, "No, ~other," I ~aid, clasping her to my though you may seem." with his snowy locks ghst~nrng m ihe sun, ap- hr.ast. Not Francis Melbourne, bnt your "Well, believe as you like, but! do not think peare? upon the ro~a commg toward me withl son Henry, ';,ho has come from the far South Clarence can be flirting with me; he is so earn-totterrng steps, ass1ste_d by ~rutch and cane. to meet you. est, so pleading when talking to me; and he

I thought that he might give me some news And there, beneath the shade of the old elm declares that further delay of my answer will of ,I;1Y mother, so I appr~~che~ him_ a~d spoke. tree: mother and son were clasped in a long, be t6rture to him."

Good afternoon, sir, I said, "1t 1s a pleas lastrng embrace. "You will not be the first who has been de-ure t,~ see one so aged, onjoyrng the summed 'rbis, ~hen, w_as my mother, who was "dead ceived by him, Belle; it is scarcely a year since sun. ~ and 1s ahve agam; who was lost and is found." society talked of a marriage between Clarence

"Thank ye, son, thank ye; yes, I like no -- Danville and Stella Oxland. Preparations had and then to walk out and see the old familiar Chapter III. a o almost begun when Mr. Clarence takes his scenes of m:1; youth; I ca~ gaz~ upon ever . "Father," I said,_ "there is II lady: : ; "' sudden depa;ture ~or the E~st, and we next tree, ~very hillock, every shle, w1ih happy rec-\ sires yom presence m the hbmry, at:» :::.l / hear of Stella takmg the veil at the Convent ollect10ns." • moment ns rossible." ~- 1r of Notre_J2a~ip ~n Jose."

· The above conversatiou was between two cruel word3 to Carrie Duncan, he was watched [she said. ~ -1isters; Clara and Belle Hastings. The subject ?Yau anxio;ti9, pale face in the gallery, the aux- But a. few moments elapsed, before be asked .'t may be pnceived was Bella's lover, Clarence 1ous face of Belle Hastings. her,to become his wif(). ()an ville. He had paid her the most undivid- She wondered who the dark-eyed belle could '' Do you really love me, Clarence?" ed attention for months, but as she entertain- ~e who took 'up so much of Clarenc~'s atten "Yes, fondly, devotedly." ed some doubts of his sincerity, she had as yet, tlon; au~ when: as the evening advanced, Rhe "And I love you w_ith al!'my soul." given him no answer. Outwardly, one would saw Carrie leanmg more fondly upon his arm "ThPn, dear Carne, name an early day for not suppose that she entertained any decided she awoke to t_he consciusuess that she pas' . our wedding, for_ 'there is many a .slip 'twixt love for him, although it was evident that she sessed !hat, which to woman is a possession the cup and , the hp,' and we cannot tell what preferred his /lOIDpany: to that of many of the more bitter tha .n the waters of Marnh--more may happen, gentlemen who visited her. Many a time she dreaded than sin--a rival. Her dark eyes "True, dear Clarence. Name the day your-would ask herself: "Is it love?" and then she fiashed, and every fibre of her frame trembled self." would change her tone and say: "I must not with jealousy, Could it be that she really "Will next Saturday be too soon '?" I get sentimental, time will tell." lo:ved this man, this heartless roue who tbus "You cannot name a day that will be too

The conversation with which our story com- trifled with her? She could not tell, and soon, for it will bring me happiness." I mences, was upon an evening when Clarence . yet she felt as she had never felt before. She How happy she was at that moment, when , had called, and again pressed his suit. Belle turned pale and trembling to her sister. she gave her whole heart to one who but little gave him no decisive answer, but promised to . ''. Come, Clara, let us leave this pluce; the appreciated ·its priceless worth. give him one upon the following morning. • air 1s oppressive, and I am unwell." As they '' Farewell till then, Carrie dearest, farewell!"

"Very well," said he, "to-morrow let it be. went away, she muttered : Saturday evening came ; and Carrie became May I take yon to the hop to-night?" "We shall see, Mr. Clarence Danville, how Clarence Danville's wife.

But Belle did not feel well she said, and mu ch I Jove you to-morrow." Belle Hastings took up the evening paper, could not go. -- and as many young ladies are wont to do, cast

"Come to-morrow," she said. CHAPTER II. her eyes over the "Married" she saw: "Yes,'" he muttered carelessly and went I Upon the following morning Clarence, ac- "In t!1is city, Dec. 24th, Clarence Danville

away. cording to the appaintment d th , to Carolme M. Duncan, daughter of Dr. Chas. Clarence went away much dissatisfied; he . . ma. e upon e pie- Duncan, all of fois city."

was cognizant of the fact that he possessed vwu~ evenmg, called at the residence of Belle She mad it again, and again. Yes it must many talents, and did not dream of being re- Hastmgs . He was ushered into the parlor, be true, it was there, and when she pronounced fused ~y a~y?ne. . It looked, to him, _very and was received by her with a countenance the words, they sounded to her like her deati.t-much hke flirtmg, this cool puttmg off until to- pale but full of ,;miles. Sbe gave him her hand .knell. . morrow, what she might easily do to-day; mechanicall y, and requested him to be seated ' She did not weep or faint as many others however he determined to call for his answer Clarenc(l thought he never saw her Jook;ng · would have done under similar circumstances. upon the '.ollowing ~urning, and he did. not more beautiful than she did at the present mo- She endeavored to appear as unconcern ed as seem particularly anx10us whether he rece1nd ment. Her long hair fell in clusters upon her poss1~le and ~anded the paper to Clara, say-yes or no for an answer. sboulder~, and her deeply pencilled eyebrows mg with a smile :

"If the peerless Belle Hastings considers her- combined with the unusual pallor of her com- "Clarence is married! " self!he onl_y desirable, woman in San Francisco, p~exi~n 1n,ade her dark eyes shine more be- ;; Marr_ied ::• she 1s grev10usly at fault, as she perhaps mav w1tchrngly beautiful than ever. He noticed the Married! very soon discover. I don't know though,'' change and asked: " To whom?" continued he, changing his tone, "it will be a "You are pale, Belle, are you ill?" I . "Look!" and Belle handed the paper to her decidedly good match for me, as I am sadly in "Oh, no," she answered carelessly "mer ely sister. need of a little of that auriferous substance a slight headache, caused by a little dissipation (:larence Danvill~ sat in his apar tments, and called 'filthy lucre;' so I must not act too last nigbt. I changed my mind after you left takmg up the mornmg paper read . The first hastily." and went to the hop." ' article that met his gaze caused his blood to

"He then lit a cigar and buried himself in "Ah, indeed! I did not see you." I fre eze in his veins. It was: thought; something new for him, the gay and "Very likely, for I sat, in the gallery· I went . ' ' ANOTHER UNFORTUNATE.-Miss Belle Has-reckless Clarence to waste his precious time 1 merely to look on." ' tmgs, a young lady occuµying a prominent po-upon a subject so serious as that which occu- "I am really sorry I did not see you " sition in society, c0mmitted suicide last even-pied him DO'_V. Should he consign himself for - " Indeed! one .would suppose from your at - ing_ by throwing herself from the pier at Blac'lr ever to the d1s,lllal quietude .of a married life l tentions to a certain young lady who wore blue Pomt. She was seen to leap overboard b:l'. a Could be take before the altar that holy vow silk and chantilly that you cared ve!'y little fisherman, but before she could be rescued, hfe "Until death us do-part," and feel its weight, whether you saw ir{e or not." was quite extinct. No cause can be discovered What could he say to th~ dark-eye~ Car~iE "~h yes, that was Miss Duncan, a suscepti- for the act, - but upon the table in ber room at Duncan, w~om he had captivated by his ass1d· ble littl~ creature, who im,,gines that I am 1007 -- stree_t, was f~und ~ note addressed ~o nous attentions? deeply m love with her. But Belle you are Clarence Danv1lle, whwh will no doubt explam

As these thoughts flew through bis mind, cold and distant; are you angry with ~e ?" the mystery." , he resolv~d to_ act_ seriously with a. woman for "Angr:y? oh, _no." She said this very cold- At last, now that she was dead,. Clarence the first time m his l1[e-to offer his heart an<t ly, and with a slight tinge of sarcasm. knew that ~e loved her,, that t?e ch01ce he had ha nd--to turn Benedwt. "Then, Belle, let us talk upon the subject made was m a fit of spite agamst poor Belle.

"I shall have, no doubt," said be, "myr- which--" - " What could have been the cause for such an iads of heart-rending epistles from outraged "Which you came to talk of " said she in- act ?" be mused. "Could her noble mind have females, and challenges from i~furiated peres ; t t' h" "I hav weli considered your succumbed to temporary insanity, or was it but I shall brace myself agamst breach of errup !~g Im. de . d d t answer ou love for me? " · promise cases, duels and all that sort of thing, propf 811:°~•, au d have eel e 0 Y At that moment a servant hand ed him a let-for Belle Hastings must be Mrs. Danville." nef,aNive Yt: 1 B 11 ?" "d he sur·pri"sed ter; he opened it and eagerly devoured its con-

" S I k d Cl D ·11 th t ega ive v, e e · sai ' · t t lt " o oo e arence anv1 e upon a "I th' -fi 1 ?" en s. reau: .soul inspiring passion - that blessing - the .~ It !s ~•,our na answer· · "Clarence Danville, may you be happy with sweetest, the dearest blessing bestowed upon "A ~-I t . t t th" refusal?" the woman of your choice. Farewell. man by ~is C:eator--Love.. Won!? su~h "Y:

1s a ~~e~ 1~e~:~~f.,, is as a , BELLE HASTINGS."

thoughts, 1freahzed, cause him happmeesm "I th h f B 11 ?" he said No more, onlyafew ·words, but those few after life? Thoughtless, fickle-minded Clar- "th s eref 0

1~ ope or me, e e · words told all.

ence Danville! Unhappy, deceived Bell€ WI" Nsome ehe 11ng. d I ldfurthermore * * * * * H t. I A k . t th d, • ·t . one w a ever, an won A h I'd d 'b . th t' 1 as mgs. s m ru an smcen y, add, that your absence from our house will no year as g I e y smce e un 1me y

"Say my heart, can th is be Jove?" 1

. 1 ,, death of Belle Hastings, but Clarence Danville * ~ ~ * * * onger reqmre an apo ogy. · ·11 d d I h 1 H h' And with a cold, haughty bow, she swept ! IS sti sa an me anc O Y· e treats IS

See him, now whirling in the mazes of th, waltz; anon pacing up and down the 10111 halls, at the Lick House hop, arm in arm witl Carrie Duncan, whispering into her unsus pecting ear words that cause her heart t< overflow with happiness, and her cheeks t< tinge with its bright rose blossoms.

He is telling her that he loves her better thar his existence, which would be a blank withou her love; and she turning to his her radian eyes, radiant with the gleams of new borr

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VA, says to him: "Oh, dear, noble,'Clarence, I am so happy.' Elysium upon earth to her; and to him-­bat? 'l'he consciousness that to deceive he­ere to break her innocent and unRuspectin~ art. But what cared he? Nothing. He

~ii not nerceive that while whispering hi

wife kindly, but with not a spark oft.hat ten-frorri the room I der flame which is calculated to make her

Clarence stood perfectly dumfoundered for a happy. few moments, and when he had recovered from his surprise he spoke: It is the fearful anniversary of that fearful

"Refused, by Jove! How beautiful she night ·and Clarence wanders from bis house, I b r I d and wends his steps to the place from whence

looked-dazzlingly beautiful. e ieve 0 his lost treasure took her last look on earth, love her now that she does not love me, but I see my case is hopeless. Carrie Duncan does and gazed into the silent water. All bis un-love me, and I will marry her if it is merely to kind actions to Belle came before him in all

h their vivid reality, and at last he realized what spite Belle Hastings." And he left th e ouse a priceless treasme he bad lost. He wept, in anythiµg but a pleasant train of th ought. wept for the first .time i'n his life tears of re­" To think,-'' said he "that I should have al• morse; and the silent figure of Belle Hastings lowed myself to be trifled with by such a co- seemed to rise from out the water. He saw the quette. Well, Nil Desperandum." ' look she cast on him when last he saw her; then

That afternoon he called upon Carrie Dun- I it changed and he · heard a voice low and dis­can, and was received with outstretched arms.

Cl ,, tinct, rising above the rippling of the waves, "I am so glad you have come, arencL sav:

· ~,b d'd Id" Cl ? Was it for love?" much?" - - Gl'ac·e was ill, and called me to her bedside.· , ' vv v I ie, arence "D" J"k M' W hb r e would hardly ex c - d Then-all was silent, and he saw nothing bnt !s. 1 e, iss as u n , . - "~ng _an . earnestly did! watch her throug, th bl 1 t d heard nothing but the press it, I felt an abhorrence, a most b!tter ha• her l1Dger1Dg illness, and sometimes in the sol• s Tas:~~ t;: !:~ ,~nagainst the pier. Yet, as tred for woman, a:nd all connected with h~r; litude of my vigils, the thought would come to h~ wandered &to his home he heard that sad but we have arrived at yo~r d?~r, and I will my mind that she might leave me. The voice wafi'ed by every breeze to his sad, sad de;~r my story for ~~oth~r tl~e. . thought W81S madness; but at last she recovered, heart saying soft and low: Please d<? not, I said, . come Ill an_d t_ell and our love, ever strong, seemed more pas-

' "Was it for love? Was it for love?" me all about _it. You have exmted my cu:r10~1ty sionate than ever." . FLORENCE GRENVILLE. to an ala~m1Dg ex~ent, and I sh?~ld die_ if I "But at · J'ast my evil genius, in the per-

should wait for a s1Dgle moment. son of a tall' handsome Southron came like "A~ you say! Miss Fannie," he said, and we a wolf, to disturb our fold of happiness, He

AFTER FIVE YEA.RS. went mt,o the house together, After he wasused his persuasive acrcents,towards Mrs. Ben. seated, he began: ton, and made princely offers could he but

"I had ju~t gra?uated from college and be-possess the hand of her daughter. He said WRITrEN FOB THE GOLDEN EBA. gan to mo:'~ ID somety, wbe~e I was rece1v~dtbat on the day that made her his wife he

as a prommng young man, m comfortable mr-would settle'. all his fortune noon her, Then I often wor.d11r d if he loved me, this cold, cum stan?es, and a. few moth ers, beg!ln to the true character of the woman I so truste

h ht M 1 m 1 t h d t h pay particular att.,nt10n to me. I was bl1Dd to and loved became evident. She was a heartless aug Y .f! V,:;- • ay on, w o seeme o ave their ~chemin$s, and imagined that the cause adventuress, who thought but of wealth, and

such a demded antipathy for woman, yet who of ~heir attention was the few accomphshm~nts regarded love as merely a secondary considera ­at times seemed so attentive to me; in fact wb1~h ! possessed, and I began to grow a little tion, as it could be easily acquired after mar­more so than to any other woman. Somjltimes ~gotistrnal. I watched the manner, aud stud- riage. She called me to her side one day, and

. . . . Ied tbe characters of a few of my young lady told me a11 my fancy would ~1ctu_re him lay1Dg his heart acguaintll.nces, an~ at last became aware that ", My · dear George,, she said, •upon at my feet, when ID his low sad tone he would one_ of the~, a Miss Grace Bento11, had made mature deliberation on the subject of b,e conversing with me upon some common-an 1~press10~ upon.my heart. I called upon your union with Grace, I have concluded that place topic, because his eye would seem to he_r ID comph~nce with her re9-uest, and was re- Mr. Davidson would be the most desirable

. . . . ce1ved most k1Ddly by herself and mother, who match You are both young and inexperienced bngbten, and gaze 1Dto m1De with a soft was a str~ngely fascinatin~ la~y, highly accom- and a~ you are in the midst of extensive busin s expression, such as I had never seen ,him be- ~lished, u~tensely interest1Dg ID her c<?nversa-speculations, you would be absent from Gr stow upon any one else. Then again he would trnn, and ID fact, she had all the atta1Dments the greater part of your time, and · that ~ould

1 . t h. d I h 1 d d that could be possessed by a lady. And her not fail to make her unhappy. Mr. Davidson r~ ap~e ID

O is reamy me anc O Y moo , an daughter to me, seemed perfection itself. When is a man of the world and bas already amassed his m1Dd would seem to have wandered from she spoke to me, there seemed to be an ex- f t ne consequently he could devote more bis subject. I would have given worlds to pression in those mild blue eyes, that told me ~f ~i: ti~e to his wife. Speak to Grace about read his thoughts then, not of course, because her heart was mine. One day as she sat by it George· should she still desire to continue I felt any_ decided pa~sion for ,him; it was the piano, I ~pproached her and asked her to h~r engagement, I could make no objecti_on, merely the 1Dnate cunos1ty pecuhar to woman. become my wife. She turned to me, and the for my daughter's happiness is the one obJect And he never betrayed the slightest curiosity happy expression of her face, -was a sufficient of my life., for anything I would say, for I often said things answer." "I said nothing, but flew to Grace's side. with a hidden meaning, purposely for him to "Oh, how happy I was! I thought not ol "'Grace ' said I, • what does your mother question me, but he never did so. society or its pleasures; I thought not of the mean whe~ she speaks of the advisability of

I felt assured that there was something con- many enjoyments I should reject by marrying breaking our engagement?' nected with bis past life-some mystery which her, I thought but of Grace, and from morning " , What she says I suppose!' she remarked, ?a~s~d his gloom!ness, and reso!ve~ to unravel till night I studied but to please h,~r, and make coldly, oh! so coldly, that I knew it was over, 1t, 1f 1t were possible for woman s wiles to have her as happy as woman could be. my dream of happiness had ended-I was not any effect upon him. '' Mrs Benton beard of our engagement with loved.'

I We played croquet one day together, and I evident joy, and kissing me on the forehead "But little more passed between us, and but

decided to broach the subject of his intolerable she bailed me as her son. Our marriage wai little was needed, , for I now saw too plainly, sadness; but he seemed suddenly to cease his to take place as soon as Grace had completec t.hat she · the woman I loved and trusted, was usual attentions to me, and transferred them her studies, which would be but five month1 a coquette-a mercenary, heartless coquette. to Emma Evans. He even went so far as not hence. It seemed an age for me to wait, bu "I Jeft that house an altered man; and to croquet her away from me, and he was my my heart told me that I was happy, and Grace'1 swore by an oath so terrible, that it would partner. I felt--! can scarcely tell how, but I love rendered earth an Elysium to me." blanch your cheek with horror to repeat it, did not like it, still I was certain that I was " God! could I but have looked into thal never to rest until I had taken revenge up on not;n love with him; that is, not exactly inlb.eart, and seen the black cruel deceitwhiclwoman. Andikeptitmostfaithfully. I meta lov! ·,ith him, but I should rather have had lurked there, dragging me, blind fool that lwoman as trusting as I was when first I met him pay me bis attention than to Emma Evans; was, on to my fate." Grace Benton, and soon taught her to love me. for she was engaged to George Cole, at least, I His voice trembled now, and he seemed SOWhen I knew her heart and soul were mine, I judged so from appearances. sad that I now knew the cause of his cold deserted her, and left her to grieve as I had

That day he walked home with me; he talk- manner. How I pitied him! I was about tcdone. You have heard my story, Miss Wash­ed very entertainingly, still he wore that sad ask him to talk no longer on a subject whicllburne now you can easily understand the rea-expression which I had noticed before. seemed so painful to him, but before I could son of my hatred to woman."

"Mr. Clayton," I said, "you are a strange speak he continued: I looked up at him, and his dark blue eyes enigma." " Time passed on, and our appointed wed-were bedewed with tears. Oh, how I pitied

" Indeed! Why?" ding day approached with seemingly no abate- him! I something more than pitied him, but I '' Because you are so entirely different from ~ent in our love. Mine increased day by day, said 11otbing and be continued:

other young men. You always appear sad and /uutil my whole being was enveloped in a blissful "Then I saw you, Fannie, and you seemed melancholy, and one scarcely ever sees you trnnce, and that trance was Grace Benton." the embodiment of all that is pure and good smile; even when you do, it is the most icy at- "She too, seemed so loving, so confiding, and noble. I shoulu have spoken to you be­tempt at a smile I ever saw." that no one could have imagined for a moment, fore, but I noticed the attentious which you

" I am happy to perceive that you take so but that she loved me with all the ardor of a rec!)ived from George Cole, and feared that decided an interest in one so very unworthy young aud impnlsive nature," you reciprocated them. You have heard my as I,'' said be, ''and I shall endeavor to say '' One day I was called into the country upon story, the sad, sad story of my foolish love for farewell to the _cares and anxieties w~ich have business, and the parting between Grace and a coquette, and you have heard _me promise to usurped my m1Dd for so many years, 1f merely myself was so tender, and she clung to me so think more of woman. Fan me, you are the to please you," long that one would suppose we were to~be only one who could make me keep that prom-

"This was a capital beginning, and I re-separated for years." ise; I feel that you are the only one who could solved to keep him confined strictly to this " 'Write to me, darling,' she sald , every rescue me from the dark river of despo::idency subject. I said: day, and do not stay away long fo; absent into which, for years I have been hopelessly

"You have had cares and anxieties, then ?"from you1 life would seem a dark 'and gloomy plunged. I cannot end?w you with t~e fortune "Oh yes, many more than you would sup-chaos!' I once possessed, for 1t has long s1Dce I:>een

pose one of my age capable of.. I arr_i scarcell "I promised what she desired, and when I squand_ered away,. dollar l;y do_llar, until_ a twenty-four year~ of age, and yet, Miss Wash went away I received a letter every day They mere pittance remams; but, Fanme, I can give burne, I have borne more than many wiserwere so fuil of love and tenderness and seem- you a heart that will love you, and hands that heads and stronger hearts than mine have me ed the outburst of a pure guileless heart How ill toil for you until death shall have forever death for. But now I have decided to thin I treasured those sw;et protestatio~s of rendered them useless. no more upon the unhappy, clouded past, an woman's love! I read them time and again-until "Then, dear Fannie, let me tell you that ll?ve I shall endeavor most earnestly to look upo every word was engraved upon the tables ofmy you passionately, and ask you to ?e my w!fe. woman as the world see her; to think het adrnemory, never to be effaced. One letter, the Do not answer me thoughtlessly; 1f rou thmk the companion of man." last one I received told me of her illness and that you have not the love for me whwb would

"You are very c~did, Mr. Clayton,". I te-throwing all busin~ss aside, I hastened t~ San pron:ipt you to de_vote yourself to me wholly marked. "Have you grave and wmgbtyFrancisco · I knew that I should lose per- for life, do not hesitate to say the words, dark reasons for disliking us poor women so verybaps tbou~ands , ld.ollars, b t wh ci:r a • ,1lnd foreboding though they ma be to me;

e if you o ove me, and feel that you can are my poor fortune, then tell me, and make c, happy for the first time in five long years."

v Then taking my hand, he gazed e~rnestl_y d pleadingly into my e;ves, and awaited his

THE SUMMERFIELD CA.SE,

tartling Announce1nent-the Fatal Vial in the Possession of' Black Bart, seen in Marin County. swer. Could I refuse h\m? dear, noble fel-

110w whose dark blue eyes, saddened by long vea~s of hopeless grief, gazed into ~ine, and SAN RAFAEL, JULY 6. waited for one little word to make h1m_happy. EDITORR GOLDEN ERA: The case of the late Could I withold that little word so eas!ly pro- Gregory Summerfield which has for some time

h. h h d pended? ' noul}ced, and upon w !Cd sho' mucth te I ould past been exciting the publi c and press . generally No· I felt that I love 1m- a c . !'=

share'his humble fortune-that I could devote through~ut the e~tire land, ~as been ~en~&.., re-myself to him wholly for life. . gatded 10 the !Ight of flct10n, a c?mage of the

He appeared to read my thoughts, for ~!Sprohfic brain of the valued contributor of the manly arm stole around my wa!st, and pressIDgSacramento Union. It had 30 been regarded by his lips to my forehead, he whispered: me until two days si1'lce, when developmen ts of

d r ?" "Do you love me, ar IDg · 1

t the mvstery were made known to me, (!hanging the I did not answer him, I c~mld not-k was 00 whole· aspect of the case which it must be ac-

bappy so I just looked at b1m; you now, rea- , der what kind of a look. knowledged is one of the stra nge_st and_most mylf"

,: Thall'k God!" he said, "I am happy a1terious on record, and left my mmd without the last after five long years." faintest sympton of a doubt as to its veracity.

Mother came in, nearly in time to catch us, What seemed to me the most improbable por-. I don't know but what she did; however, sh, tion, of the whole history, was that wherein th e did not appear to ~uspe_ct us, ~fd s~e tre:~~< fatal vial is mentioned; and that nqw has bee:i so Georg~ kinddlyd,. asktihngt hbim to cara~~:

1ft' :ardi' thoroughly proven to me, that there can no Jong­same time a mg a Y appea · · JI ·t f t 1 needed an invitation. She gav? her consent er be a doubt of it s existence, as we as is a a almost; however, there is very httle doubt bu consequence should 1t be used on a . larg~ scale, I shall be Mrs. Geo. Clayton. for its power has been demonstrated m this conn-

, FLORENCE GRENVILLE, tty within an hour's ride from San Rafael. My AN IRISH MISTAKE. I autho ri-ty for making my proposed announcemen t

is most reliable, being the statemen t of a lady of WRITTEN FOR THE GOLDEN ERA,

O'er Afric's burning deser t The fiery sun is settin g, And throws her last rays on the fleet, A horrid night begetting; For 'twas the eve of battle, And nothing could beguile The ·sailors, for they thought lmt of The battle of the Nile.

On deck they're all collected, And some di~cussed their fate, While one brave son of Erin's I sle, Thus spoke unto a mate: "Awake, Jimmy dear, to-morrow You know there'll be a batlle, And many of Auld Erin's sons, Must be butchered like cattle.

"Now if I'm wounded, Jimmy, Just take me down below,

veracity, who witnessed the scene herein to be de-scribed. ,

This statement is as follows: I quote the lady s own words:

"I in company with several others, both ladies a!ld gentlemen, set out from the Tamalpais Hotel of this place, with the intention of proceeding to the summit of Mount Tamalpais. Our journey up and down the mountain had been completed, when it was proposed to collect flowers and ever ­·greens, in order to decorate the parlors of the Hoj;el upon the evening of the third day of uly, when it was proposed to hold a reunion, among the friends of the establishment.

_ " We each set out in different directions, and I, eager in my endeavor,s to procure aa great a vari­ety of evergreens as possible, descend 3d into a gorge in the bottom of the deep canon in which we had halted, in order that I might reach some ferns which grew in the bottom.

"I had gathered a suffi0iency of them, when,

" 'Yes,' I replied, 'my children. "Then the following conversation took place." " 'Should you like to see those children cnt off

in their youth, and sent to perdition, by the most hell roaiiu' flames that the world ever saw?'

"'G-od forbid! but why do you speak thns to me, who have never harmed you ?

" 'You never harmed me, but yon wish me wrong, you'd like to see me hung.'

''' How can you say that when I never saw you before, nor . peFhaps ever heard of you.'

"' Yes you have heard of me. Do you ever road the GOLDEN ERA?'

"' I do.' '" Did you read the Summerfield case?' "' YAs.' "' What do you think you it?' " ' I looked upon it as a work of fiction, so

cleverly worked together, in the incidents and plot, that it seemed almost impossible, to regard it in any light but that of truth. I for my part disbelieve it.'

"' You do? Then let me tell you that it is God's truth.'

" ' How do you know?' "' I know it by something, which I have in my

possession, and I'll let you see it soon.' " ' And the f~al vial ?" " 'Is here!' and taking it from his breast-pocket

he held it up so that I might see it. It answered the description which I had read of it, a black wide mouth vial, with a soiled white label.

" And do you pretend to tell me that that small vial would set fire to the earth,' I asked.

" ' Precisely so,' ,t, Come, this is trifling with me, I can stay no

longer .' "' But yon must. I aint much of a scholar, I

aint never had~no chemistry to learn, but com­mon sense will teach you one thing. That com bustible stuffs, such as powder will burn till it's burnt up, won't it ?'

"Yes, but your Mr. Summerfield, proposed to set fire to the sea.'

"' So he could, and so can I now.' "'But you cannot compare water to powder.' " ' Yes l can if I make it combustible as pow-

der, can't I ?" " ' Cert ainly, if such a thing can be done.' "' It can be done,and I have the power to do it.

Make me that promise, and I'll do The same for you, you know." "All right, I'll do it, Dennis; I promise ye,' be jabersl But come to bed and take a reEt,

turning to retrace my steps up the narrow defile,

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1 heard a crackling in the bushes, and a dark man with an evil dar k,omened visage confronted me. I was about to scream for help, when he seized me, and told me, on the peril of my life to be silent,

~ saying at the same time, that he_ had_ the wh~le world at his mercy, and could brmg its every m­

habitaut to his feet.

Don't you remember wha' was said about them two gases oxygen annd nitrogen? See here! And taking from his pocket a scrap from a newspaper containing the first of the Summerfield sketche~, he handed it to me. I did not read it, as I had done so before, but returned it to 1him, when he con­tinued: Before to-morrow's labors.

1'he morning sun rose brightly And with his sword in hand Stood Nelson on the Orient, And now he gives command. The fight begins in earnest, And many brave are dying, While midst the many wounded ones Brave Dennis Fay is lying. '

And Jimmy when he saw him, Although forbidden to go, Placed wounded Dennis on his back, To take him down below. But ere they reached the hatchway, A whistling cannon e,hot, Took from its trunk poor Dennis ' bear!, But Jimmy knew it not.

And when they reached the surgeon, In great surprise he said:

• "At this speech I became much affrigh ted, and was dumb with terror.

I " 'Do not be alarmed, ma'am,' he said, 'I aint

I goin' to harm yer, if you'll keep that there tongue o' yours quiet.'

"' What do you requir e then?' I asked. " 'What do I require? Look at me. Can't

you tell? Look at them clothes, look at my lan­,tern jaws, aud ask me what I require. Why, I want money!' '

"1 -1 iIJformed him that I had no money about me.'

"• All right,' he said, 'that m&y be, but you can get it I know, for you can ride in a carriage and four, and it takes money to do that."

"Why did you bring me this poor oh11.p? You see he has no head."

I "I smiled at him, an_d asked if ~e expected ~e to meet him in some private place m order to give him money. He replied:

" ' That's jest exactly what I do expect, and you'll do it, too.' "Bedad I 'tis true, yer honor,

i And pardon I must beg, For fin I axed him phat wos hurt, He told me 'twas his leg.·•

" ' I shall do nothing of the sort,' I answered. " , I beg your pardon, he said, 'but is there any

one you hold dA"-r nn this earth ?"

"' Now, you see, if I can comtine them gases, in one part of the ocean, so as to set it blazing, why the fire would spread un ti! the world was a ball of fire.' .,

"' But you would not dare to do it.' "' Is that so? Well we differ there, for I'd do

it in minute . I don 't care for life,but while I live , I am going to turn this joke of mine to some ad­vantag e. Now I'll shnw you the trick on a small scale.'J

"So saying, i:te proceeded to the bed of the creek, and finding a small pool which appeared to be isolated from the res t of the water, he dropped a piece of one of the pills. ·

" Immediately the water rose in a blaze ten feet high, with a hissing sound, resembling tho noise produced by pouring water into fire. It continu ed to burn for perhaps two seconds, when it was perceived by my persecutor that the pool had an outlet, and the blaze began slowly to spread towards the main stream.

"' My God!' he cried, in dismay, 'we are lost, and soon the whole ocean will be on fire. God!

' what have I done.' " Fear seemed to render him powerless to act;

he trembled in ever_y limb a,niLsankJieJpJess to

the ground. "As soon as I could recover from the momenta­

ry dread which had seized me, a thought struck me.

"•Dam up the creek below,"'°' cne . Quick as a flash he rushed a few rods down the

creek,and 'dammed the stream with soil and leaves, The fire soon reached the dam, but beipg unable

to proceed farther, it blazed for a few secpnds and I went out. ·

"•Seel' I said, 'I have saved your life. Will r you not now permit me to go?'

" 'Not as I know on; as I said before , I want money, and as you are the handiest victim about this time, I will commence on you. You say ,that you do not care to live, but you have perhaps some relative who would go to the 01.d Buck if I should cook his goose now, have you?'

" 'I have a son.' "'Well, I can't talk much more, for I haven't !

the time. Come, I want you to meet me to-night, and bring me a thousand dollars. '

" 'I refuse to connect myself with you and your schemes in any way.'

"'You do, e-h? Don't forget thiirlittle tr4,k I've got. Consent, au·d I'll take.your wora, ~nd you'll be all right; refuse, and by the Eternal I'll show you the a'foresa.id trick on a larga scale.'

:, Heavens! what could I do? Should the whole world perish, when a paltry thousand dollars would save it? I consented, and had, at his re­quest, given him my note for the amount, when two gentleman friends sprang from the oush and confronted him. Then his cowardly nature got the mastery over his bragadocio, and he fled.

"But he still holds the world in his power, in the possession of that fatal vial. This is all I have to say.''

Was not this, Mr. Editor, a most terrible proof of the truth of the statements made by Gre­gory Summerfield, and a most conclusive on/l? It must be, for day by day the thought strengthens itself in my mind, that the day of judgment is at hand. But that we should _be doomed to be launched into eternity by-oh horror-a murder• er! The thought is too horrible.

However, this announcement which I hav"e made may be the means of reclaiming many lost souls, and clearing the guilty consc;_ence of many of our fellow creatures.

Trusting that the effect of the aspect which the Summerfield case has now taken may be a good one, I remain Respectfully yours, I

GRATTAN M. CLAY,

IRENE. ~) ,

BY GRA~CLAY. ' l WRITrEN FOB THE GOLDJl:H EBA.

W&tcbing in the silvery moonlight, With its luminous soft rays

Shining on her brighter features, Stands Irene;

With earnest and expectant gaze, Of all creation's radiant creatures

The fairest queen.

Watching, waiting most intently, For the one who bolds her heart;

He whom she acct'pts as lover­Melville Rife.

Tongue could ne'er her love impart, 'Tis more than of her God above her,

'Ti~ very life.

Bright is that calm, moonlight evening; Bright the si!Yer, crescent moon;

Bright the Jake with moonlight shining On its crest. ·

But brighter still, her heart, which soon Sh11ll be love's sweet precepts divining

On bis breast.

"Will he never come?" she murmurs, "Why thus long doth Melville stay

When he holdeth my existence In his hand?

It is with him when away, And when near, makes not resistance

To his comm&nd.

Nothing bears her soul's outpouring Save the moonlit, silver lake,

And the voice of night unbroken, And the moon.

She knows not her heart must brea.k, From the cold words by Melville spoken,

Ah, so soon! * ~ * ~ ~ •

Twelve months on swift wings have glided, And the cherub on her breast,

Tells the world Irene's a mother. But her face

'\V ears a look of sad unrest; Ptirchance:Y:ie fears he loves another

In her place.

The setting sun in roseate colors Tmges bill, and dale, and wave;

And its bloody hues impending, Tells of fate;

And the lake's red wavelets lava The tin~ed shore with sound portending

Where Irene sate.

/ /(: ORIGINAL LOCAL BURLESQUE ..

The Zavistowski Sisters have accepted a mytho­logical burlesque, written by a young gentleman of Ibis city, who bas already achieved somo tri­umphs in this style of literature. The burlesque is entitled "Love," and is founded upon the little flirtation which is represented to have taken place some centuries ago between Cupid and Psyche. Other Celestial and demi-celestial characters are introduced, and made to do and say some very ab~urd things. The burlesque i~ localized and written up to date, so that we will have the pleas­ure of hearing the peculiarties of some of our noted citizens taken off by Cupid, Psyche,' J11pi• ter, Me;cnry and_ other _gods of heathen mytho­logy. it was written with a view to production by the Sisters, who are provided with suitable parts. The cast will include also Miss Minnie Walton, Mr. Raymond, Mr. Mestayer and other members of the company. The talented author bas a very large acquaintance in our best social circles, and on the evemng of the production of tlus burlesque we may look for a brilliant audi­ence. The date of production is not yet fixed upon, but probably not later than a week from to­mo~ig, ~bcct·'---- --

j ~lllU~ttlUltt~. CALIFORNIA THEATRE~ It');

The Zavistowski Sisters entered upon their third week with a strong bill, the "French Spy," and "Forty Thieves.'' Miss Christine assumed the

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triple role of Henri St. Alme, Hament 'and Ma­thilde de Meric, supported by Mestayer as Colonel de Courcey, Raymond as Tony Bavard, Leathes as Marshal Beaumont, S. W. Leach as Sergeant Du:

From 'neath the trees came sounds of Which, as they smote her ear,

Seemed to stop her heart forever;

voices, bourg, Buckley as Captain Didier, Mrs. Bucklev as Marie, Miss Lou Johnson as Madame Duburg, James Carden as Mohammed, E. M. Tbaver as Achmet Bey, A. H. Stewart as Orasman and Geo. French as Murad. Miss Christine is one of the best . represe_ntat.ives of that charact er we have seen m _tlus mty. Her pa~tomine is graceful and expressive, and she po!·trays with great power the

End her life. Mel viii e's voice sata: "Do not fear, 'Spite of the child, Irene was never

My married wife."

Then heard ebe words from her child's father mtense emot10n expenenced by the devoted maid. Wh' h bl h d h 1. The support was excellent and the drama was

ic anc e er 1ps and paled her cheek; given with all its sensational effects. The "Fe-Sbe was, although her baby's mother, male Fo1ty T,hleves," introduced Miss Emeline

Not a wife. and Miss Alice who charmed the audience as us-No words did those compressed lips speak ·uallwitb their graceful movements, their inimi­

' tab e songs and dances. The grand march of the The thought _that Melville loved another, corps_ Je ballet under: the command -or Captain

Embittered l!!e. EmelmE: was a beautiful and striking spectacle.

Was this madnesss? Was she dreaming? Dreaming beard she Melville Rife?

No, that voice was from the living; And her child

Was of" mother not a wife. But her face seemed all forgiving,

Sweetly mild.

Once she turned as if imploring Melville to recall that word

Which pronounced her the fell daughter Of disgrace.

But that cold voice no more she heard, And with one sad glance at the water,

Brightens her face.

M1ss Mmme Walton, Mrs. Buckley, Miss Jennie Thompson, an~ _Messrs. Raymond, Mestayer and Leach, gave efficient support. The eame biil was repeated '.l'uesday evening. Wednesday and Thursday, "Kenilworth" and "lxion.'' Friday the new burle sque of Clay M. Greene, was pro­du_ced. It had been pretty well rehearsed al\d the prmc1pals were as well up in their parts 11s is usu­,.J m first performances. But the Jupiter was in a perpetual state of fog, which bad a somewhat damp• enmg effect upon the others. It should be a cap­ital offence for an actor to go on the stage in a part be bas bad a week to study, so utterly at a Joss as !lfr. _Leathes was on thfa occasion. His burlesque 1s of a funereal character at best, devoid of'all hu­mor but that of exaggeration, ana on this occasion be was more ~ombre than usual. Miss Emeline for whose benefit the piece was produred actea' sang and d1tnced_ in her usual happy style, ~nd dis'. played a, beautiful new costume. Miss Alice

0 th h never looked prettie.r or danced better. ne oug t of days gone by forever, Her new song "You know how it 1s Yourself" And Irene offered to her God was enthusiastically encored. Her costume w~s

A last prayer for her cruel Jover; new and of dazzhng beauty. Miss Minnie Wal• Then, quite mild ton, as Venus, displayed her usual vivacity, and . . , . did her best to help stumblmg Jupiter a:tong. Ray-

She _bids farnwell to her native sod. mond as Lucinda, Woman Rights woman touched One w1ld,deep,plunge,a_nd the waves close over with Cupid's wand, and Mestayer as the ugli est * Mother and child. man m the world, did all Ibey could to secure the . * . * . '!' * • success of the piece. Buckley with a light part A simple slab m tho village church yard made the most of it. The burlesque has a ood

0 Now marks the last, sad reetmg place' many sparkling lines and telling points b~t is f her who once was wonderous tiur, SOm!lWhat lacking in the sitnationR .. nil hno,nAO~

A queen. which are so essenthll to a ~tage represeution. It One worct reminds us of her sweet fa~e was repeated Saturday night. Monday evening

By some kmd fnend 'twas given there ' Mr. J. K. Emmet will make his first appearance in IRENE. · ' California in the celebrated German drama of

"Fritz, our Cousin German." Mr. Emmet has bad wonderful succeEs in the Eastern cities, play­ing long engagements at Wallack's, New York, and at Chicago, to crowded honses. From all accounts we should judge lhat he is unexcelled in his spec­ialtv bv anv living actor.

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AN EXPLORING EXPEDITION.

rounded by tall and frowning cliff. which ar€ completely covered with ferns and beautiful flowers, with here and there a gigantic tree grow­ing seemingly upon the face of tho rock. The Falls trickle gently over 1he cliff at the other end of the basin . with a musical sound falling into the crystal water below. We judged the height ol

ley of the fact as soon as possible. In a short time we arrived at the Upper Falls,

the basin of which wa& much more precipitous i'l its sides th~n that of the Lower Falls, and the growth of trees and ferns was much more dense. Iu fact the tout ensemble of these by far eclipsed that of the Lower Falls, and we all stood enwrapt for several moments. We then called upon · our musician and ~omm1ssary clerk, who handed us each a paper of ' Herba finecutis aquila Americae, which being duly dispensed wi..th, he proceeded to sing and dance "Josephus Orange Blossom" upon a large rock, which being not sufficiently sanded for dancing purposes, the dance ended with an un­expected ' pirouette from the rock into the water; an accident which necessitated the prescribing of another dose of aqua cognacia,

¥or the Pnrpose of' Finding a Praclicable Route Froin Bridgeport to Green

Valley Falls.

It is not generally known in San Francisco that tl.ie !,'alls to be seventy-five feet, and the width of within five hours' travel from the city there is to the basin nearly one hundred feet. Around its be seen one of the most beautitul pictures o{ na- edge tall trees, covered thickly with wild grape ture in the State, which for wild grandeur, and vines, completely hide the wa~er trom the sun, romantic beauty cannot ne excelled, except per- thereby rendering it almost of an icy coldness. hape in sizB, by the great Yosemite itself. The Our guide pointed out some very fine tiger lilies ~ic~ure in ~uestion is Green Valley Falls, wh_ich which grew on the face of the cliff, near the Falls, 1s situated m Solano county, about twenty miles and our Botanist ea 00erly rushed forward to p10-fro~ Vallejo. It !s, however, difficult of access, cure some. H was ;o easy task, however, as the particularly to ladies, from the fact that the path rock was covered with moss and wet with the leading to the Falls is precipitous, and in places j sprav. Nothing daunted the ~nthusiastic batan­c~mpletely obliterated by the luxuriant growth of ist aided by Jimmy the Guide, clambered up the vmes ~nd shrubbery.. slippery precipice, and succeeded in reaching his

Ha~mg heard ol th'.s, a party of young men of prize. He was not so successful in his descent, our ~1ty, o~ a romantic ~~rn of mm~, _took mto however, for becommg fatigued, he endeavornd to cons1d~ration the feas1b1hty of orgamzmg them• reclin'e upon the slippery rock, which being in a selves 1_nto a company for the purpose 0: opemng vertical instead of a horizontal position, did not a practicable r~ute to _the Falls, by which ladies offer an acceptable resting place, and the unfor. c~uld mor~ easily a~a1: themselves of t~e opportu- tunate botamst, geologist and naturalist, grace­mty of gazmg upon this most lovely picture. The fully slid down the precipice into the icy water be­banking interest was repre~ented by a nol:le yo~th Jow, considerably soiling his spotless white vest, from the Bank of Cahforma. The mumcipal m- and i-endering dim his shiny boots. At all events terest, by a dark-ha'.red youth from the Hall of he had procured his lilies, and seven varieties of Records, the public mterest by an attache of the ferns and moreover did not consider himself ill ERA, and the mercantile interest by_a silver-hai_red renu~Erated. A dose of aqua bourbonis speedily youth from the•mmt. Below we gi:e a detailed brought a smile to his features, and he pointed' account of the progress of the expeditwn, together out to us the various beauties of the leafy world. with the conclusions arrived at: In several places the drooping grape vines had

S,N FBt.Ncxsoo, June 12• 1871. formed several natural swings, which we discov-Ojficial Report of the Green Valley Exptoriny ered answered every purpose for that enJ· oyable

Expedition. Ramsey James ..................... Captain a· d Guide exercise, but our musician in endeavoring to turn E. Noble ................. Artist, Surgeon and Moralist a back somersault from the swing while whistling u. s. Frank ........... Musician and Commissary Clerk "Carry the News," brought the summit of his M. o. Clay .......... Botanist, Geologist and Naturalist \ cranium into exceedingly uncomfortable---contar.t Hal. U. C. Nation ........................... Journalist with the ground ', and had it not been that he was Core Joseph ................................. Chaplain blessed with a luxuriauca of raven curls, a more

On the morning of the 10th of June, 1871, tbe healing medicine thanaquabourbonis, might have above named party, fully mounted and eqmpped, been brought into requisition. · (fl.asks, cigars, and fine cut tobacco), set out for At this juncture of proceedings, Jimmy, the the Falls, about five miles distant, with our expe- Guide, informed us that it was time to set out for rienced guide, whom we nick-named "Jimmy, the tbe Upper Falls, some qnarter of a mile distant. Guide," 1t the outstart. A ride 'or about one hour This was the most arduous task we had yet at­from the place of starting brought us to the end tempted, for We could not find the slightest traces of the road, and it was found necessary to dis- of a trail, and indeed a trail could not have been mount and follow the trail up the mountain. The made, so rocky was our p~ths, and a goat coµld weather being warm, and the prospeclive walk ar- not have obtained a footing. Our witty artist, duous, our surgeon prescribed a small dose ol surgeon and moralist, made the remark that the aqua bourbonis of which it is needless to state we only animals who could possibly climb that cliff were amply provided, after which we were ad- were asses as was demonstrated then for he saw vised to apply our powers of mastwation lo a small four ~sini~e bipeds clirflbing -it at that very mo­quantity of Herba finecutis aquita .A.mericae, a(- ment. I howeve~ failed to see them. Having ter which we set out. 1 reached the top of 1e cliff at a considerable dis-

Our route was over rocks and under vines, up , tance above the Fall , we again descended into the on the very brink of a yawning abyss, thereby bed of the stream, where our artist, surgeon and necessitating extreme care and caution. We had moralist, having become heated at the extreme hardly proceeded fifty yards, when our respected heat of our journey up the mountain, decided to moralist deemed it advisable to maintain a recum- take a bath m the stream, but he soon discovered bent posture, and by gently sliding clown the. in- that he had proceeded to perform the ablut_ions of cline, reach the bottom of the canon more the bath, without divesting himself of his gar_ rapidly. He did not, however, taken into consid• men ts, which were considerably dampened, as also eration the extreme roughness of the ground, was his ardor for bathing, He prescribed a pre­which was plentifully strewed with jutting stones. scription for himself for absentmindedness, which He repented his hasty act, when after consjdera- consisted in one ounce of aqua cognacia followed ble trouble, we extricated him from a labyrinth of by a draught of aqua fontana.

After the singing of "Come Where My LoTe Lies Dreaming," we decided to start upon our re­turn, which was accomplished with only one acci­dent. Our unfortunate surgeon, artist and nat­uralist, was heard to scream, and upon looking around he was nowhere to be seen, but we heard groans issuing from beneath our feet, and soon discovered that he had fallen through one of the entrances to the cave which we had shortly before discovered. He was extricated after considerable difficulty, and after administering the usual anti- . dotes, we again proceeded upon our return jour­ney. Having by this time become used to moun­tain travel, no more accidents occurred, and we returned to our horses. In a short time we re­turned to our place of starling highly delighted at the romantic grandeur of the Falls, and resolved to repeat the expedition at no distant day. At a meeting of the expedition, the following resolu­tions were offered and accepted:

Resolved: That "Green Valley Falls" is in our minds, in the way of romantic bes.uty and fairy like magnificence, the most beautiful scene in Cal­ifornia.

Resolved: That this expeditioi:i: projected in or­der to endeavor _to open a practicable route whereby ladies can visit the Upper Falls, report unfavora­bly, unless bloomer costumes are worn. Mrs. E . A. Pitts Stevens excepted.

Resolved: That we tender our sincere thanks to Jimmy the Gnid6, who pointed out our path so faithfully, and to his excellent family, who offered the expedition the hospitality of their fine resi­

dence. Re~oloed: That the following bill of costs be

presented to the Pacific Coast Survey: 4 pair of pantaloons-[spoiled) . .. ................ $48 00 Surgeon'sfeea (broken bones, skinned shins,ctc.).200 00 4 pair boots (spoiled) ................. .. .. . ..... .48 00 Wash)ill, ....................................... 20 00 Cigars. tobacco, liquors, etc .....•........ . 1

••••• ... 50 00

Grand T'>tal. .•.••.•.••..•...•... .• .. , .• , $366 00 Respectful!-y submitted, E. and 0. E.

HAL. U. C. NATION, Sec'y.

wild grape vines, and proved to him the inlpro- A shout from our botanist geologist and nat­priety of ~uc~ a style of locomotion, by showin_g uralist, discovered to us the f~ct that he had dis him the d1lap1date~ state of the_ after part of his covered a cave in tho bed of .the creek, which ha lower garment, whwh w~s-cons1de~•a\Jly rent and been made by the action of the water for perhaps soiled. He made a sacnhgeous eJ acnl-at10n con- many centuries. The height of this cave was am­cerning th~ rocks, ~nd we proceeded. Without ply sufficient to admit a man standing, and was further accident we Journeyed on until we reach- about ten feet in diameter. There were three Bd the ?asin co~taining the Falls, which_ :was in means of egress, and it was supposed that it had \ruth, m the mmds of all, the most b~aut1fol they been used in olden times as a hiding place fo~ rn(1 over seen. Tho basm on three sides 1s sur-, treasru:f! ll.d i a r olved to ill.form Mr. srr,

THE SANTA CLARA COLLEGIJ; COM- , where passion was reqmrea, n1s vowe could nof look at him, just got tbrµ work, an gom to t·e lUENCEMENT attain the necessary pitch. R. L. Cochrane as a walk up Sacramento street to Podwelldwbar_e t18

• · bordin' house 1s, then Turn e,· roun an go m o . - . Pizarro, J. A. Waddell as Alonzo, and Jas. Camp- dinner. What a pity he ain't i:ichl as the g~rls

The Twentieth Annual Commencement of this bell as Lus Casas, deserve creditable ment10n say now he's sorter nice. Sich 1s life. There 8 a well-known and justly popular institution, was for the manner in which they sustained their re- gay bru~ette, a Hooper in love matters, tha,,, tell

ct · h · t · th C II me but he getts jilted-ain't got muqny enuu. held on the fifth an s1xt ms s., m e o ege spective parts. Wall, deer ERA, 1

don't tbink l'me ,\ success ~s ,a Theatre. . The scenery in every respect was excellent, al- correspondent, but I do my best, and if Neb 111;1 t

On Monday evening the Philalethic Literary So- though in some cases out of t>lace. For instance, better next week, I don't kno' what I'll do. Till ciety held their Fourth Grand Annual. The pro- the prison scene, was a gem of scenic art, but we th en adoo. • 8l'KIAH PLOUGHSHARE, gramme was as follows: An oration upon the sub- doubt the existence of a castle with high battle- NEB PLOUGHSHARE GOES TO THE ject of Democracy, by Charles T. Wilcox. This ments, upon which sentries walked, in Peru at THEATRE. gentleman pictured in glowing language the su- the time of its invasion by Pizarro. The bridge

periority of a Democracy over a Monarchy; scene was beautifully arranged, and in fact tha Mn. EDITOR: I seen somethin' in yure paper and he acquitted himself well, barring a whole stage betrayed careful management, and re- last weak about a feller going to the theayter, and slight tendency to monotony of voice, and fleeted great credit upon R. E. Cochrane, tbe stage tellin ' about who was there. I went my~elf the stiffness of gesture. Following the oration manager, and Mr. Calentt, S. J., the scenic arliot. other nite with Sukey, and as she knoed a good came music by the college band, which is _ in We were much pleased with the entertainments, I menny people there, I'll tell you about it, after in• reality one of the finest in the State, after whwb and wish the :excellent and worthy President, A. troducin myself. Hon. Thomas P. Ryan of San Franci~co, who ~ad Varsi, God speed in his good work, the education t My name is Neb Ploughshare, called for short been chosen as the orator of the evenmg, was mj of our youth. Nebuchedonsor, who you recolec is the man who traduced, and began a discourse upon the advan ~~~~~~~~~~ crossed the Alps and planted the Amerioan Flag tages of Literature, and duties imposed upon t~, GHSHARli: PAPE RS. on the top of St, Peater's church in Jerossalem . learned men of our country by the Democra\11 PLOD _____ 1 was born in Pike County when still a child, and principles of its institutions. This gentleman wa, . f cum to California in '49. I haint been to Frisco evidently troubled by the glare and heat of' th, Neb st ,u convalescent; Sukey takes a view O I all the time, and never was to the theayter, and footlights, and he faltered two or three times, un the "Pretty Boys." Sttke made me go. Gosh! wat lots o' gals and ti! at last he was forced to bring his address to ar, swells! I went erly and made Suke tell me who abrupt close. We regretted this, as Mr. Ryan has MISTER EnETUR: Neb ain't got well yet, and they was.

th' ' · ' I doan't a reputation as a public spe~ker; but a better Be• .so I'll have ter say some m agm · ,11

I was lookin' at a box, and seen a blon~e. I lection could have been made from among thi no egstictly what ter talk about, but I gess I say told Suke to Turn hei- eyes that way and see who members of the Society, as was demonstrated bJ ilUmtbin' about the putty boys whats sean on the it was. She said the gal lived on Sutter street, Mr. John F. Malone, who_ delivered a _most e_x?el, streets, a showin' of £her putty close and so jn. 1 and the feller with black whiskers was her father , lent address upon the subJect of Public Poht1cal ilat in the Rus House one day last weak, an seen and was a judge.

Life. He treated his subject throughout with a lots of 'em. Over in the corner I seen an old lady with a vim which clearly betrayed the fact that he thor- The fnst wot cum along wus a bru_ne~e wot little black-ied chap, flirtin' with an old codger. oughly understood it. The applause at the close wurks in the poast-ofils. He's a mooswbm, th a "Haas he been flirtin' with '.her long," I asked , was almost deafening. say, and be trys to sing. He has a mua tash an,d "I don't noe ," says Suke,"she lives at the Occi•

Peter Byrne delivered a eulogy upon Robert E. gotee, and he kinder nose it looks well. He 8 dental," Lee, and although, as he remarked, public opinion fonder the gurls, that's right! ~y ,son, tag along "Jerusalem! who is them three gals over was against him, he strode out and fearlessly after 'em and you may do sumthm. . there?" strove against that public opinion, with a fair Thars anuther fine lookin' feller w_1th a mustach.

1 was egsited.

chance of victory. We thought him a little too He's a kernel of the mackerel brigade, but he « I don't know there naims," Suke says, "but far carried away with bis hero, when he said that don't fight when his regement gose to fall on the there mothe~ keeps a boarding-house on Third Washington was the only man in American His- field o' battle in Amador. (Tl'.ey fall unto hash street.,, · tory with whom he could be compared. His aa- three times a day.) He can smg Lord Bateman "And who's that young swell talking to 'em?"

1 dress, however, was interesting, and well deliv- and Luddy ~uddy, but it c~st five dolhirs to he~r ses I. , ored. The poet of the evening, Mr. Dance of Ox- him, he's high toned. His name would say he 8 "I Du val-ue a feller who talks to the gals. " ford College was next introduced, and announced a native of Bai·nes table, ~ass. How ai-~ 1,1ke to " Geel- whose them two?" ses I. his subject; but so unsatisfactorily did _he do so, know who he's in love with , but that amt mr,J "The feller is called b! the <J:oL~EN E~A, the that no one could tell what he was talkmg about. l:nsness. plegmatic· he's mighty N01sy gettm' mto his seat, The selection was unfortunate, both to the poet Ah, here's that Lootenant with the auburn h~r aint be

1,,'

and his audience, for his poem was long and u~- what got married sum time ago: His gall told _hn'.1 " Yes," ses I, "but he looks well, that gal must entertaining, his delivery bad and prosy, and his a love Taylor two, and h~ fell m l,ove. 1_1 _didn I be his King pin," ses I. voice drawling and sing-songish, if we may use Kosther much to accept hun. She 8 happier lban "That's so," ses Suke. the term. His subject rearhed from chaos before Nannie gurl in town, I gess. "I'm Fonda that stile," ses I, when I seen a gal the Creation to Eternity, and was not one to enlist There's anuther brunette; a fgall told me ho_w with black eyes cum in. the attention of even the most cultivated au- nice he was, Bhe sed,.,the handsumest man ui "Nice lady with a green bonnet that's with her." dience. town. Heathe handsumest? Well day dustibus "She'll make her Mal'ks in the world," ses

This endea the entertainment, and the audience non gusfutandum, as the Chinese proverb sea. S k

went tbeir way rejoicing. Jist then up cums a nice little feller with_ 11 sorf u" :ee that feller over there," sea she. At an early hour on Tuesday evening the hall o' soft Dewey look about him, what takes with thE "Yes," ses I.

began to fill, and long before the hour appoint- I gurls. Well, he's got mnnn_y,tbat combyned wi'.l "That's R. H. Libel School Director Sinton; ed for the rising of the curtain, probably 2000 per- a to Engeneal dispoSitwn will by the beat gurl m he has sood the Barnacl e for libel." sons had assembled. The entertainment opened town. '.!.'ha like coyn. . . "Will he git it?" ses I. with an ori~inal poen entitled "Westward Ho!" Talkin' of coyn, here's the man what Wiels 11 "I don't know; Lake's got the case," ses she. by H. Bowles. This young gentleman acquitted with a heavy hand. The gurls like him cos he' ! "That's bad ,"

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himself well and was favored by much applause got ml\nny, nuthar el2e. His bruther a.int bad, "That's so," ses she. and myriads' offlowers. he's rich too. The gurls wouldn't care_ fur Wieli "Thar's my stile over thar," ses I, pointin' to a

After music by the band the curtain rose upon or woes ether if it wasn't fur the goldiferus sub-blonde, "who's' with her?" the first act of "Pizarro," which went off "pass• stince. "I don't know but that feller'll Gett his fill if ing well'' with the exceptions of a few instances Anuther swell is passin', who if by ~haunce1he tries to flirt ;ith her," ses Suke. of injudicious casting. H. :Mccusker was much makes a little "spec," is at wnnal a faverit, a re~ "Who's' that feller with side whiskers, and his too large for Alvarado, and the part was too much duck. Rite be~ind him cums a put:y boy who bare parted in the middle. for him. Then, in the case of Orozembo, who, like a bird fan mer. Why? becos he 8 a Raenseler "I don't know, but he is sort o' Keen ey when instead of being represented as an old man bent Nose he's good loakin'-too bad-got sum coy~ he's with the gurls." . by age and infirmity, wa11,.phiyed by a young man -0onsequently popelar amung_the ?utrlbs.d fl "Thar's a thin dark-lookin' feller over thar,

' ,.. bl b d h · d Now this feller wbats cumm' am a , xes u1 , (H. Newhall,) in fasu1cna Y com e air, an . e has nise sideborders and mustash, and wares 1hat's puttin' on lots o' airs," ses I , "who's' he ?'' the ruddy complexion of youth. ~~~J close. Tha say· he_ danses well., _Weller "He's a young swell what plays sweet on all

John F. Malone as Rolla, would have done much i don't kuo' how popelar he is,cause he amt imen~-the gurls· little two high-toned now '' ses Suke· · J h. d. 1· ·· I W 'l he plase the p1anner and that ' ' • better had he been less anxious to ma re 18 an 1- 10 uc 1· , e, ' ' "but when his bump o' self esteem a-Bates, hf/'l . H ·t 1 d 11· . t h'gh a sumtlnn.

ence hear 1nm. e pt c 10 1s vmce a 80 1 Well if there ain't him! just Wheeler round an be beter "ses she ~t tho beginning of the_p~ay, that in the scenes ' .

" Who's' that feller up in that box what don' f pay no attenshun to nothin' but a gal' on this side . tertainin'. That lady,7il! be a ~oter ~~t, fur her not even his sister, Norris wife?" sea I. speec\ sboed she w~s strong mmded.

"I don't know" 868 Suke Then a sweet little lady spoke about Wands. "Thar's a nice' crowd iu. one o' them boxes ,' She is full of brit_en~ss, and can see thru a Mills-

1es I, "who's ' them? I'd like to no them ala ' tone with a hoal m it. sea r. g ' Then a young lady showed she was no Sleeper

"That's afielrZ 0 • danger," ses Suke, "you can' · with~ s~eech called Superstition. do nothin' for the judge is thar," 868 she. I d'.dn t hear no more fur sum time, as that old

The kurtin riz then, and we looked at the play bear m the corner of the gallery, began _t~ gro"'."l It wos mighty good. Thar ain't no coflumixin b~c~us_e: applauded. I got mad, a~d bem afraid about McCuller's actin' and Mrs L d b t o h1ttm him, I went out fur a while to cool off,

, . an er ea ' Wh I . . ' S k d h 1 1 Cain, by gum! I tho't as how that kin~ wos

8 en cum m agm u ·e se s e sme t coves,

booby not to fite wen his wife wanted him ter. 1 and colcl corn beef. . didn't think McCuller wos that kinder m Th 1 The next Speach I herd was by a girl who seem­feller wtt played Lafayette wos aood t an. S ka ed Benton pleasin' and she did so, her subject was

b 00 • u f ''lncompl t "

sed it wos Jim Carden. e e. TJ:e last two acts was splendid, but whot did _A young lady whose frunt name was Thompson

them fellers do all that killin' fur? It made eve, with a pea, spoke about old mades. I don't egsact­body cry. Thar was the gal what got the secon~ ly agree with her, for she ses old mades ain't the prize at the Carnival, she boo-booed like sixty. ;:usty old t~bs they are set up to be, but I ~o Sukey cried too, and I wanted to stop the row and r I have bm thar. Pr•-1:1dence made one mlB­killin' and I hollered and a feller told me that take when he made mankmd, he orter left 1>ut I was~ fule. Now it w~s good fur that feller tha1 old made~, ~n_d Woman's Rites men. he didn't tell me nuthiri' new, fur my mother sed A stunnm IIttl_e ,?londe sung "Mother I have

' I was a fule, or I'd a ploud a furrer right into hie ~:a rd sweet music. So did I, when I herd her. pants. 'Twixt the acts we looked at the folks and 6 applause she got sounded hke a thousand in front thar was Judge Hoffman and Bill St~ven- 'Tabors that we here of in the Bible.

"Spar' me," ses I. "What's the joke? Why~•• "'Cause he Rosa Goldsmith," ses he. I couldn't stand this, so I told the :per!iseman

t~ar was a dru!!k up in the gallery, and he put him out. I didn't no no more gurls on the rus­terum, neither didn't Suke no no more, so we looked at the audience.

"Neb," ses Suke, "thar's a lady over thar that's ni~e," at the same time pintin.

"That's so, who is she?" ses I. "I don't know, but they say she makes Bridges

over the river oflove and never falls in," sea she. "Thar's a pretty little thing that must make

menny a Dent on the fellers' hearts," ses I. "I don't kno her," sea Suke. " Du prey tell rile who's that with the young

lawyer from Mungumery Block," ses I. "Let me see. Bur-well, I don't no, I forget,"

sea Suke. " Thar's a lady in blue what's as pretty as the

Vero nese beau ties we read of, " ses I. "She is-nice,,, ses Suke. Aboui this time Kellog's speach was thru', and

the gurl_s got their derplomers, and sung a song, and everyboddy begun to go out, but that was wurk, sure, fur we nearly all got squashed. I was glad wen I did get out so I could t!iink, fur the crowd squoze the thoughts out o' me.

I cum to the conclusion that I would git even with that old bear with the sore eyes, what wore

son, and Nutman, a::id a feller what belongs to thE A gurl was readin' "Au tum Leaves," when a Alta. I sed he was II good lookin' feller, anc cuss next to ~e-an Ir~sh~n-~ssed me why might be a good ladies' man but Suke sed he wai th at lady was like Lamott B show wmdow.

' "I don't no'' s s I · married, and didn't never do it. _ " '_ e . · . ,, specs, also on Holmsey, also on the flunkey whot Wall, we seen the play throo, and I think th. Cause th6re s.Minme A Hatman, ses he. And wore a star on his cote. Notwithstandin' the lit-

theayter a good institooshun, and if I go agin, I'!. he st1ll walks the streets o' Frisco instead o' being tle disgust I had on about them fellers, I had a talce Suke agin, and I'll rite to you agin about whc sent to st0 ckton. That man's dangerous. good time, fur I am mashed about gurls. ;vas thar,. Yores, respektively, Anyhow I laffed, and the old bear with the gog- MR. EDITUR.-Be virtuous and you'll be corres-

NEB PLOWSHARE. gles growled agin. I got mad agin, and went out, pondinly pheli situs. NEB. PLOWSHARE. Jerusalem, Napa Co., New York. when I cum back, Suke assed me where I got my Jeroosalem, Napa Co., Noo York.

hard tack. I sed a feller, give it to me. The last Speach of the evening was "The Warp

NEB PLOUGHSHARE ATTENDS . THE and the Woof." Now I don't know what that I HIGH SCHOOL COMMENCEMENT. meens, but validic try adresses, are allurs filled

· If you recollec, Mr. Editur, I sed last weak, as with regret~, and cryin' and things. Now this ow me and Sukey was goin' to the theayter agin , lady wasn't a bit sorry, for ehe talkell freely and ut Munday nite Suke sed it wos better to go and right strata to the point. Insteado' sayin', "beloved

see them High School gals graduatin'. I sed, all childemaits, farwell-a long farewell," and ·M,im­rite, and we went, but turnips and carrots, what a perin' about it,she sed: "Good by, gurls." Thon crowd I you couldn't hear yourself think fur the she talked o' the good times they had had togither, row, and if you wanted to think you couldn't about sharin' lunch, and all that sort of thing. think o' nothin' but them gurls on the rusterum. I'm mashed on her. George Francis Train l never seen so menny gals together, and bein · couldn't Cai~·y Mooi·e interist to my ears.

aturally a demonstrationate cuss when I see the Then an old bore made a speach that I didn't frls, I wus a leetle noisy. Don't them perlice hear, 'cause I didn't wanter, so we looked at the nd flunkies put on airs though? I wos a talkin ' gurls. ? Suke when old Holmes-Sulrn sed it was him- " Suke," ses I. ~ot off his mouth to me, and told the oflicur to "What," ses she. ~t out all the talkers. The of!icur told me to "Who's that second little gurl on the le ft," ses

p talkin ', that Mr. Holmes sed so. I sad I I ? n't care if the angel Gabriel sed so, I wasn ·_j "I don't know, 'but she has a F11lton-ed voice, I

in' to put myself to enny trouble, to stop talk- herd it in the chorua," sea she. (, when I seen them gurls. But Suke sad to go "Thar's one pretty brunette lookin' prouder p stairs, and dry up; so we went up stairs and than Washinton did at the surrender of Com­ryed up, as much as we could , but there wos wun wall-is," ses I. d rooster with goggles on that made more noise "Yes, she is nice," ses she. tan I did, tallin' me to dry up, and I abet him up "'rho.r's wun Bay o' beauty on the end that's ~ick by gittin' a little huffy. I told him I wasn't Benja, min my heart the hul evenin," ses I, look-1> slouch, and I aint. in' at a pure brunette. 'Wall, the show commenced, and a Jerusalemish "Don't go it so strong, I'm here," ses Suke, ,rt of a cuss commenced to speak. His name " Thar's a nice little thing," ses Suke. Ida liked is Cohen, and sum wun sad he was prayin', but ter seen her essay a Taylor essay to nite." that was prayin', Lord help the sermuns. That Just then a saler turned to me, and sed, pintin': ayer, that feller terned into a speech. He wos "Why is that little lady like a ship with guns ed for a speech, drest in swaller tale and white ony on the windward side?" 1t, full of gestures and flurrishes and thing~. "Give it up," ses I.

fac the ~nly thing that kep it from bein' a " '(Jause there's no doubt whether she's Anna ch wos, he had his eyes shet. As soon as he Lee Gunn."

0}hru I comensed to clap my hands, and Jots of I groned agin, tbr there was another loonetic ther fellers clapt, and the wimin lookt dis- neer me. -d, but I thot it wos all rite, fur that wasn't "Still anuther," ses he. "If J. W. Tucker '.ayer, it was a sermun. should die, ancl a man should take him out o' his n a stunnin' gal made a speech aboutopenin• grave, why would that man be like that pretty lit-

11. After Hav.en herd that sermun it was en- tie lady thar ?"

THE LITTLE PEOPLE, On,y a baby, 'thout any hair ; 'Cept just a little fuz here and there.

Only a baby, name you have none; Barefooted and dimpled, sweet little one.

Only a baby, teeth none at all, What are you good for, only to squall?

Only a baby, just a week old; What are you here for, you little scold?

BABY'S REPLY.

Only a baby! what should I be? Lots o' big folks been little, like me.

Ain't dot any hair! 'es I have too; S'pos'en I haven't, dess it tood grow.

Not any teeth!-wouldn't have one· Don't det my dinner by gnawing a bone. What am I here for ?-'at ·pretty mean; Who's dot a better right, 't ever you've seen?

What am I dood for, did you say? Eber so many tings, ebery day.

Tourse I squall sometimes,sometimes I bawl; Z.ey dassent spant me, cause I'm so small.

Only a baby, 'es, sir, 'at's so; 'N if you only could, you'd be one, too.

'At's all I have to say; you're most too old ; Dess I det into bed-toes ditin' told. -

1-r-1 ...... , tu "'rauti~t',O' "'euilletatt. he can slme about as well as the next one, he is A short time afterwards a small boy handed ~

~ ~· very attentive to Miss Maude--, her name is so I' phamplet containing the openmg chapter :f very uncommon that we forget it. Harry, your which we give ap accm·ate outline.

"Frailty, thy name is woman!" said the im- taste is not bad. And the young lady with the CHAPTER r. mortal William. "Heartlessness, thy name is "two cork limbs" as the Gall says, is still the evi- Scene, a marsh-slnsh knee deep-en ter a trav• man!" saith Hal. U. C. Nation. dent Rnamorata of our morning contemporary.And eller. .,

Why? Because Hal. has had ocular proofs. there are tnyriads of other couples that we could Am I Jost? lra! ha! no_! no! it cannot be! do I How it was, where it was, and what it was, is as mention, but we fear we would be encroaching up- see a light?-thank Hea'l'en! I will enter and beg

follows: on the space allotted to "Feuilleton." a crust of bread, or a ham sandwich. Our fancy, and a daintily printed invitation, Upon tho street things are as usual, with the ex- He enters the cabin, and discovers a colored

prompts us to enter a brilliantly illuminated par-ception of a few more insane Germans. gentleman of African descent, with the cholera !or on Pine street, (never mind where) to indulgf '.l'he "Great Unknown" takes his accustomefl morbus. in the ecstatic mazes of the dance. promenade. The Emperor, (he has a new coat by Nig.-"Give me a drop of gin and water."

Casting our eye about the room, we perceive om the way, some good Samaritan has ransacked his Trav.--"Most willingly" (gives it.) of those hair-parted-in-the-middlish sort of fellows, old clothes pile) reads the papers every nl'orning Darkey goes to sleep, after which voices are tete-a tete, with a young bright-eyed damsel wile at the Lick House. Ten per cent, Reese is as heard ou!,!ide. Enter Yankee and Dutchman. from all appearances is just out. pompously robust as ever, and in fact, affairs in Yank.-"I slum to Jeroosaleml" (new slang,

Do we ·know him? Oh, yes, everybody know. general are enjoying their usual state of loveliness, we advise our urchins to adopt i.t immediately.) Caplain Biss--, but stop! we musn't mentio1 and the aquatic fowl from all appearances is duly Dutc.i.-"Got in himmel." names. elevated. 'll·av.-"~ .sh--sh-h-h-sh! ' '

Snffice it to say that he formerly wore brass but Yours with the most profound reciprocity of l\fore 'voices outside. Yank looks out of win-tons, and that, among most ladies is synonymou , sentiment, HAL U. C. NATION. dow_:_banctits with Alice Brandon. with perfection. Ho has recently been placed or .-- - -=--.,. -- Ban 'its (in chorus)-"Ha! ha! hum--" the retired list. Too bad to lose his brass button> Jan irand!iC.O Jltuilletou. A.lit ,-"Take this dirty handkerchief from my but then he has qnice a sufficiency of that meta _____ month." ('fhe gag.) Tl;iey do so-"thanks."

I in his face. But to retnrn to our subject. Trnv.-"Let's rescue her." Alas! alas! !WJd must it be ~

"Let us leave the vulgar gaze of the crowd," h That brass buttons can rival me? Yllnk.- "Slum to J eroosalem." says, "and retire into the solitude and tranquilit; Again are we necessitated to chronicle the pre• Dutch.-"Got in himm~'l: '' of the bay window, where, hidden from the rat ference which ladies entertain towards brass but- They rescue her. . ' ble, (good word, isn't it?) I may tell yon of m; tons. We were so overpowered that we slept none that passionate love.'' A certain verdant youth rushed frantically to- night. We were "harrassed by fitful dreams."

Poor unsuspecting bird! why do you let the wil: wards us the other day with a fearfully woe be- The continuation of this story is to be found in serpent encircle yon with his coils of oily words gone countenance, and related to us the following Saturday Night, which will "'be forwarded gratis

They went behind tbe lace curtains. where fo scene: upon receipt of one dollar for four months.

some time they "billed and cooed" (at least so "I attended a party the other night, Hal, and We canncJt close without saying a word about should conjecture,) for a conple having intrude met a most enchanting damsel, to whom I paid the rink.

upon the".1,. heard a rustlin~ of silk; and sa': a my undivded attention. During the evening a The other day upon gazing into the g,tllery, we arm suspiciously Rnatched from the arm of th navy officer caught one of his buttons in som~ ol . d

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. . . • perceive a coun e snug y ensconsce m a corner, sofa(?), and when the light shone upon his shm her outside paraphernalia, and it became detach• d t th

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ing broadcloth we saw-what? d f ·1 f t . an cam.i o e cone usion . a ar ey, o e . . ' , . . .· e rom i s as e~mgs. . . . Fireman's Fund, must be lookmg forward to the

His shoulde, was covered wtth diamond powder, "He immediately assisted her to extricate 11 . f h • h R 11

- M'IJ , . . possess10n o a s are m t e o mg I s.

W~ don t know_ how it got there, but we take from the net in which it had been caught, and at We are to have a Skating Carnival; bravo! Hal. the hbertv to conJecture. the reqn 6st of another young lady handed it to h

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• ' s a go rngmse as a gen eman. ::-i,s~£°~~~:;~::aih~~ e1:;~i~f:JYh:~1~i~~ii~~~.';d, the latter, and walked away. Then a quarrel en• --'-sued." Rose Evans, bright luminary who illuminates

So much abont society scand a!. "It is mine," said No. 1. the borizon of our heart, still reigns at the Cali-

Among the young men there seems at present "Nothing ofrthe sort,'' said No. 2, "it was fornia, the beloved of all belovers. to be one thought, one by-word-Rose Evans. caught in my dress." Charley Thorne , Sr., has said farewell to the Wherever we go we are accosted with- "Yes, but he gave it to me." stage; good-bye, Charles-Carry the News to

"Have you seen Rose Evans?" "That makes no difference at all." Mary, at the Opera House, etc., etc. Of cpurse we have, and rather like to; our spir- "Well, I'll go and ask him." Yours with reciprocation, equivocation, and

its rose even to infatuation at some of her efforts, At this stage of proceedings our informant, not t-i·O·n-tion. HAL. U. C. NATION. but she.needs a little study before she can be call- being able to bear it, left the ladies to settle theit ~an -M'.rau.d!'C,O' -M',euilletou. erl a great actress. quarrel as best they might. ~ ~

Good critic of the EnA, don't be so very severe Now we are conscientiously,diametrically and em• upon her. Consider our feelings, our infatuated pbatically opposed to having brass buttons near us Decidedly dull this week, dear reader, and Hal heart. We are promised Morlacchi next week; when we are endeavoring to entertain a lady for is morose and stupid. good! Enchanting siren, we anxiously await thee. they always make trouble. Wherefore, we knoiv not unless it be, as report

Can't Manager McCullough give us a burlesque In despair the aforesaid youth, (though moral- saith , th at he is about to wed. Avaunt, thou fear with Morlacchl in the ballet? Jy objecting to such a thing,) pronosed to a young ful snectre! A wife! No, unless she were the

Talking of Morlacchi, we were the unhappy vie- lady, and (qph~.PPY youth!) was ace ,ted. happy possessor of a million. , Notwithstandin 0" our stupidity 'we will endeavo~ tim of one of the most vile pnns in the annals of . , . .

aronomasia, last week. Frank QLtilldriver came Cupids unerrmg darts have this wee~ accom- tci fill half a column with said stupidity. to us and knowing our penchant for l\forlacuhi, plished their nefarious p_urpose in robbmg us of We were guilty the other evening of evesdrop told me that sbe-she the peri oftbe stao-e s a one of our most enrapturing belles. On Thurs- ping, for which forgive us. M l '

0 ' wa day evening last, Sir Don Camilo Martin y Men- It was at the California on Monday evening a ay. . . . . ,

"Humbug!" we ejacnlated. de_z, was umted m the holy bonds ?f wedlock, to whither our fancy, and the possession of a dollar, "It is trne 011 my verac. ity," quoth he, "isn't Miss Fanme _Hyde. Happy Camilo! Unhappy I led us to see Ia grancle Morlaccbi.

she from Morlacchi? (Mallacca.) Hal U. C. Nation! We s~wthem; how happy they We seated ourself next a couple who evident.ly I exploded, and have not as yet entirely recover- looked, and we-a bach with were in love from the earnest manner in whicb

ed. "One soul with twenty sens~lessthoughts, they addressed their whispers to each other. We And he still lives. One heart-a worthless OLe. listeuecl.

At the rrnk all is tranqnil excepting an oeca• Some daye since, our m~sic-loving ears were as­ional bump, which for a time rufllos th; calm sea sailed by unearthly i;nd discordant sounds from f l:,lis~, caused by skatmg with some of the sylph- the street, and upon rushing fr~~ our office, we

Uke maidens who manipulate Plimpton. beh?ld an anor~ous buss cont~mmg a_ band and We think that a certain gentleman whose name havmg a huges1gn from each side bearmg: ay be found among the cereals, is intensely in- "HEAI\l!:·RENDING AND DIABOLICAL STORY

tere8ted with a young lady who inhabits Pine IN SATURDAY NIGHT. treet Hill. George, we admire your taste. THE OUTLAW'S DAUGHTER; 'fhen there is Harry who wear,; a velvet coat; OR,

,rhenever he is not demonstrating that he thinks THE SEVEN BUCKETS F O E."

"Lizzie," said he, "why did you not answer mJ "personal" in the Chronicle, yesterday? Ah, yo-.; do not know how long and earnestly I have wait­ed."

"I don't want to be running aroupu following you in the street, it will not do, Robert; you kno" I love you, and long to be yours. Why can yor not come to the house?"

"Because I owe your father twelve dollars fo1 the last pair of boots he made me, and being ,

I )IJ-/ esent insolvent, I couJd not bear to have him du I for it. But, dearest, will you be mine-will you wit,h me?" 'Yes, Robert, any time you desire." Since Sunday last, dear reader, but one topic 'Then be it to-morrow, meet me at ten o'clock has been th .ought of: The Carnival. LJl,llies dis-the Oakland Ferry. Will you, love ?" carded lovers because they could not be bored by "I will, Robert." their billings and cooings while preparing their

e squeezed her hand, and the curtain rose. ·costumes. Gentlemen staid at home on Monday "Heavens!" we thought, "is it not our duty to evening in order to be in proper trim for the com-form the lady's paternal of wh11t his daughter is ing event, the event of the season. ont to do? But no; they love one ano'ther-so

lote it be." Our thoughts now took another direction for

[orlacchi appeared. Beautiful! brilliant! grand! We were Jost in ad­iration at her entrancing pirouettes and panto­

mime, both as danseuse and Fenelia.

Others were racking their brains trying lo think of ail appropriate costume, while some picked out those which best suited them pecuniarily. We were there? Of course we were. The Managers took pity upon us and sent us a ticket. We decked oursolf out in a sort of a nondescript costume, which we will not undertake to describe.

She was the life of the play, for Carden was a Many faces were familiar, upon which we will sorry lover. Edwards would have been better, endeavor to Jilate, ladie s; of course, first.; and "genial J obn" is hard!f melo-dramatic en, ugh or Massl!.niello. However, "Maseaniello" is a artial success, and the eruption of Vesuvius is a

marvel of scenie art.

Miss Nellie Esten as th e Tambourine girl, won the prize, and very deservedly too, (if we take faultless skating into consideration) but we think

' )lat La Fi/le du Regiment by Miss Carrie Sawyer, The habitnes of the rink are on tbe:qui vive about as the 'best as regards acting, for she played the

the coming...Carnival, so are we, but we can not drum much better than did Miss Esten the Tam­;ot a complimentary ticket, ancl being a sort of bourine. ~ohemian cannot afford a month' subscription for Miss Phcenie King made a most enchanting Cas-

\ne night. Can't the Committee arrange it some- tiliana, attired in a yellow satm trimmed with ow? heavy black lace. Her blonde hair was very taste-Ah, Plimpton! thou shouldst be canonized for ily hidden by a long, black Spanish veil. We are

p.e invention of thy wonderfnl skate, for upon in love. Her particular chum, Miss Gertie Bench­hem lovers can talk withm t being beard, (we ley, as "Beautiful Snow," was bewitching. Her ave been there) and those having some doubt dress was of white tulle, puffed, and dotted here pncerning their graceful qualit1es, may have tbe and there with little tufts of down. She wore up-cuth demonstrated in half an hour. on her dainty little feet the tiniest of white shoes, It is amusing to see the aspirants for prizes at tipped with white fur.

~ coming tournament. Tbey seem to have no Miss Cullenden was gorgeously attired'as "Lu­

gard for broken bones in their endeavors to catch na." Her dress was blue silk, with pannier of w tricks.· white satin edged with very beavy bullion fringe, One gentleman iu light p:1nts, (very tight) with , and s_tuddad with_ large bullio_n stars. She wore a

hi_te stripe, falls hea~ily to tbe floor, while tbel bodd1ce of blue silk, cut low m the neck and de­ly m white gazes at bmi pale and trembling lest void of sleeves. Such shoulders! Such arms! Her should hurt his dear self. dark hair which flowed luxuriantly about the afore-hen the fair gent with raven curls (Gtuld's said shoulders was surmounted by a coronet com

1 name, ain't it?) doesn't care if he upsets an posed of a silver crescent and stars. We gaz~d offending lady beginner at the risk of a broke:, jealously upon her as she glided 184 times around :n, so long as he can exocute some of his grace- the room (we counted them) with a young rascal

gyrations. in a very pretty court jest er suit of white satin and mn another. A tall gent -:11, auburn (reel) mnnmerable bells, whom we afterwards discov-1ustache (very large) and side whiskers (small) ered was !,fr. James Keeney. ive~ to outrival the rest in his endeavors to win I Mis_s Dora ?otton as the "Queen of He~rls" was e prize. We won't menhon the name, as he is tres Jolie, with a cherry colored satm dress, •ready a martyr to the inexor,.ble jokes of a De trimmed with double rows of very heavy gold

'oung. We wieb you success, all of you. May fringe. Then she "'.ore a,,..aort of a-(w~ hardly :you all win prizes-if possible. know what to call 1tJ, basque upon whwb were

Jack Stratman is out of jail, and ooks all the several green satin diamond shaped affairs, each better for his schooling. Good Misier Duncan supporting a heart of crimson satin. don't send him up for another six months. ' Mrs. Goewey, wore a dress which made us think

Wait until he starts another Tribune; give him of our forefathers' days." It was as follows, A 1 chance. white satin skirt, or petticoat (beg pardon, ladies) I Emperor Norton talk$ about going East, to fol- quilted. A basqu pannier of pink silk, and ow his old compatriot, Freddy Coombs. We don't ja square silk cap. 1elieve him. Miss Minnie Stebbins looked most lovely as an The "Verein" and the "Bachelors" came off Italian peasant girl. ithcut being bored with our presence. We heard One lady, whose name for the life of u , we could

lOwever, who was the belle of the "Verein." A not discover-and not having the assu,·ance of a roung lady possessing the not uncommon name of De Young, did not ask her---wore a costume at lmith, with tbe poetic and beautiful appellation of once unique and pretty. It was composed of a fona. None at all were fairer than she. blue satin skirt, covered with a black satin horse

The Twenty-Second comes this week. Hurrah! shoes; an orange satin overshirt, a riding jacket of Vs shall turn out. blue satin, (open front) with a jockey bat and

Decked out in coat of spotless while whip. And pants of violet bue, Miss Staples looked very pretty in a Columbine My Springfield musket polished bright, dress 41' red, white and blue. (ligantic ''shako," too.

1 Tbihe, as before, HAL. u. c. NATION. One y.oung lady (no name please) seemed I to

poseess more assurance than modesty, a ttirec}I in very short, and rather tight scarlet merino breech­es trimmed with white fur; jacke t of same mate­rial.

Miss Mary Jobson looked very neat as "Blac k j Eyed Susan," and many Willaims courted hor, I _promment among whom were C\,arley Dungan iu I

·,ume-one of the neatest and moi t c rt" mes in the hall--and John Wac te hi.

,: lL 'i 1 of the Red Stocking Base Ball b. ~!' ' ,c la Clay wore a very pretty skating cos­

' ~11ck velvet trimmed with ermine. .;;gie Glascow was gorgeou l'ly arrayed in

' ff,.~ me of white satin, with orange colored squares of the same materi al. Blonde hair a la chignon, and myriads of diamonds. I

Miss Florence Whitney appeared as "F olly" in I a pretty cost,ume, consistmg of a white tulle dress with a blue silk overskirt cut in points.

Miss Hattie Green looked sombre and pretty as "Night," in a dress of black crape studded with silver stars.

One of the prettiest little girls in the 1·oom, and one who wore a very beautiful and costly costume was Miss Gracie Marsh. She was attired in a heavy white satin skirt cul short, trimmed with very heavy bullion fringe, and a rich crimson sat­in boddice and overskirt of crimson satin, which was trimmed with the same material as the skirt. Her long, flowing dark hair hung in graceful pro­fnsion about her beautifully moulded shoulders, giving her the appearance of a genuine little fairy.

Thy graceful form, tby sylphlike grace, Still haunts us, and thy gentle face Our memory can ne'er displace.

We had al most forgotten to mention a young lady who wag most beautifully attired, we mean .Miss Carpenter . She appeared as a fairy iin a white satin skirt with a myri a,l of spangles upon it., and Jots of bullion fringe; a pink basque, a jaunty little hat, and a wand, with which she charmed her admirers, of which, from appearan­ces, she had many. She bad the honor of lead­ing the grand 'marcb with Mr. Gould, and the con­trast between her costume, and that of her part­ner (Pat Molloy) rendered her all the more daz­zling.

Frank L. Unger wore a "Pierrot" dress of pink and blue cambric, with a tall hat, upon }the top of which was a flag hearing the inscription "How high ish <lat?" and two playing cards, (deuce spots.) Whether he meant to play the "deuce" to win, or the "deuce" with the ladies we do not know; but be was in danger of playing the "deuce" with his neck from the reckless manner in which he jumped about. Frank is quite a jumpist, and some on rollers.

Master Willie Eppinger caused considerable merriment by the excellent manner in which be assumed the character of "Jocko."

Mr. William H. Hilton appeared to advant age in a fine Indian costume, and acted the char acter well.

The irresistible Stubb s, Stubbs the martyr, wore and an elegant court costume of blue and silver, and looked "every inch a nobleman."

George Cobb appeared in three different coa­tumes; first in a blue domino, then as a courtier in blue and crimson, next as a member of the "Wide Awake Base Ball Ciub,'' and then the cour­tier costume again. He did not lose his identity however, for although he might disguise bis fare he could not disguise his elegant style of skating .

A. Rosenberg was most ridiculously attir ed as General Baum.

R. Rogers, appeared as a ham and bacon dealer, and created much merriment by brmging into the hall;a Jive roaster, who, not particularly liking that sort of thing, began to squeal most lustily, and more so, if possible, when th e "big lngun,'' Harle- I quin and Clowns, "went for him. " Rogers thought they were putting themselves to a great eal of trouble on piggy's account ancl so be took im out. Jas. M. Guerin was disgui sed as a gentleman . Will Peckham was undoubtedly the best among

the "boys." He wore a black and white checked suit, and an immense clap, with a profusion of marbles, ball§, and trash in his poc_k_e_ts_. ___ _

Gtio. .11.ing was very good as a "Nigger swell.'' be there, and during the evening Charles asked Marcus R. Mayers, dressed •·Sam" to perfection M!ss Domino to skate. She consented, and after

in an elegant velvet coat, white pants with black skating for some time they sat down in an obscure strips, immense whiskers, blonde wig, and eye corner, and he began to make desperate love. She glasses. hecame interested, and from him got the story of

his former love. Then 3he told him how she had ';/ Beyea wore a very pretty and most neal pined for a certain young man in this city, but

~%Par Excellence" costumo. that he did not love her. ~bson was thoroughly disguised as Pan,' "How do you know," said Charles. , ... 10or, and did pretty ..yell, though he is not , "Because he cruelly deserted me for another," skater par excellence. ~aid Miss Domino.

Harrie Greene appeared as usual in a costume) "Cruel wretch! But now we understand each such that it would be easy to pass himself off for a other, let us unmask, and then accept me as a lady. He was dressed a la Lydia Thompson, lover.'; blonde wig and all. From the very affectionate "But'we are not acquainted." manner in which he skated with Luna, (embrace- "What does that signify? We are not acquaint­ingly) one would suppose they were twin sisters. ed with each other's faces, but our hearts are Harrie, you are a mopt consummate wretch. known to each other.''

Clay M. Greene was there,in a sort of nondescript '"l'rue, let it be as you say.'' costume; a kind of burlesque on the Bar Banglel "Bnt tell me before we unmask, do you st.ill Spanner, love this man?"

Finnie Clark wore a very neat sailor's fanc "Yes, with my whole soul; but he shall never costume. know it while I live, and should yoll meet him do

One of the neatest male costumes was that of not tell him of my lov~." Geo. Story as "Massaniello." It was made of "I will not, but come." some white and blue striped material, a jacket and They went to the dressing-room, unmasked, short flowing breeches. Gracefully slung about 11.nd the reader can easily imagine the feelings of his shoulders was a long net. both.

Mr. 0. Maitland wore a very neat Mexican Va· "Why, Charles!" quero suit. "Why, Nellie!"

And Mr. Gould-beg pardon for n,eglecting him "And yon love me still?" -the gallant kmght (of the Emerald Isle) who "Charles, have I not told you so, you horrid entered the lists and bore off the prize; very de- creature." servedly too, for he acted very well. They are happy, and all that sort of thing.

We could not help observing how many excel- "Two souls, etc., etc." lent skaters (ladies) wore dominoes instead of ap- THE TWENTY-SECOND. pea.ring in costume. Among them were Mrs. C. SAcl!AMENro, Feb. 21st, 10 A. M, R. Story, ll1iss Nona Smith and Miss Georgie Don't turn out. CAZNEAU. Smilh. We should have liked them to appear in SECOND DISPATCH, costume, tbat they might hal'e had something to SACRAMENTO, Feb. 21st, 11 A, M. say about the prize. Miss Georgie and Miss Es- Turn out if it don't rain. CAZNEAU, ten would have made a strong fight. THIRD DISPATCH.

In closing, let us laud the managers for having SACRAMENTO, Feb. 21st, 12 M, exerted themselves in making so complete a suc- Don't turn out anyhow. CAZNEAU, cessof the Carnival, and hope that they may give ANSWER. SAN FRANCISCO, Feb. 21st, 1 P, M . us another as soon as Lent is over. I'll turn out as much as I-please. BARNES,

We heard of several amusing scenes during the FOURTH DISPATCH, evening, among which we give the following. We SACRAJIIFNTO, Feb. 21st, 2 p, M, have described the costume of the lady in male Go to the devil. CAZANEAU. atti.·e, and the gentleman who dressed a la Lydia ANSWER. Thompson. They are the actors in our little Thank you. SAN FRANCISCO, Feb. 21stn!:;E~:

farce. Such was the purport of the messages sent ani Miss W-- saw the blonde, and imagined that received by our big guns in the militia. Cobt

he was a lady; she approached him, accosted and didn't care much about turning out. Barnes did challenged him to skate; he did so, and locked in and after orders and countermands from heac each othe_r's arms they glided among the maskers. quarters, Barnes said: "I'll turn out anyhow At last Miss W-- began to wonder who the blonde h t' l"ttl d "

1 . 1w a s a i emu .

con cl be, and asked him to unmask. And we clid turn out through mud ankle deep He answered by an affirmative gesture , and to• all for the sake of giving Barnes an opporti{nit

gether they went into the dressing room . to demonstrate his powers of horsemanship, an We follo,rnd them, and witnessed the denoue- to practice his Forrestonian voice. llfr. B., th

ment. next time we turn out don't keep us in the posi

seo who yon are.'' Well, I suppose he thought he coulcl stand it a "Not until we have had a last embrace," said long as we could, and as we kept silent, what wa1

Jau lraud~ctl ltuilltttm. .I'

This being Lent, dear reader, we are at a loss to find ~terns for "feuilleton." IlTo parties, no balls, a sm to go to the theatre, and all that sort of thing. We would not have yon for a 'mo­ment suppose that we regard Lent in that light, for we don't. We shall endeavor, however, to present something to the reader befitting tl,e solemn season, which would be a favorable oppor­l~nity of presenting a series of sketches entitled: LES llllSERABLES OF SAN FRANCISCO,

I. Hula Woo, the lllute of Hiwaii,

CHAPTER I, 'Twas summer's eve, the setting sun had cast its

last roseate rays o'er the devoted heads of the sunburnt, dusky hued mortal s who inhabit the sunny and beautiful Hiwaii, called bv the heath­en Caucasian, Kanakas, (cruel Cauca;ians )and Lu­na rose above the eastern waters of the blue Pa­cific tinging hill and dale, plantain and palm with its silvery rays, as a solitary being emerg ed from a thickst of palms near the sea-sl10re, and gazed mutely and intently upon the briny deep.

What does he say? Alas! nothing, for heaven has deprived him at once of speech and hearsight. He approaches the billows, and laves his sunburnt hands and face in their crystal depths.

This being done, he, takes from his pocket a dried banana leaf and dries that portion of his fig­ure, from whence arose physiogn!)my, and then his manipulators undergo the same process. Then taking a fine tooth comb from his girdle, he ar­ranges his raven locks. His hand intuitively seeks that portion of !his body where the beating of that principal organ of existence commonly called heart, can be most easily distingnish ed,and then his eyes wander back to the forest.

"Yes," he thinks, "I shall away to Sinee Mula, she loyes me, yes, for she has told me so."

Another instant, and he has re-entered the tan­gled depths of the forest.

Continued in wur next- chapter, CHAPTER II,

A solitary gazer stands in the low cloor of one of the huts of a native village, engaged in that in­teresting and romantic occupation, of peeling a banana.

"Wherefore com~s he not?" she said musing . "My beauteous Hula Woo, my marital associate a:s is to be. The silver moon has cast its rays upon the old palm, and yet he comes not. Oh joy, my love!" she exclaimed as in t~ moonlight at the lower extremity of the enclosure surround­ing her hut, she beheld her devoted Hula Woo.

His dusky (sunburnt I should say) arm sought its accustomed place, her slender waist, and his lips puckered for the usual greeting, a union of two lipe.

Two lips with but a single snap, For aught else he don't care a rap.

He turned to her, and-­Continued in our nexl-chapt ei·.

CHAP1'ER III,

"Come, now," said she, "unmask, and let me! tion of carry arms for one hour.

the rascally blonde. the use of troubling us. Spoke. Not with his lips, unfortunate, afflicted, "Twice married" is finished. speechless Hula, but by his graceful gestures he "Very well, then, hurry up and embrace.''

They embraced, and we thought we heard a sound resembling the snap of a bon-bon caused by placing two lips together, and simultaneously they unmasked.

"Harry, you ought to be ashamed of yourself." "So ehoulcl you; but never mind; it was only a

little mistake of yours; 'all's fair in love.'" At last he made her believe it was all right, ancl

1 they glided off as good friends as ever, but upon a different footing-that of lady and gentleman instead of two lady friends.

I Another scene with quite a different denoue­

ment took place a short time afterwards. , A gentleman in a Charles II. costume was once i:pon a time betrothed to a young lady, who, at the Carnival, wore,~ blue domino. Both happened to

"Valley Bard's stock of abductions and murder transmit to her the following: The time has ers is exhausted: II come, entrancing Sinee, when as is remarked by

So is our patience. the immortal poet laureate Scratcher Quila: We found this the other day 'in an Eastern p, Before you munch any more poy

per: 1

A splice should be 'twixt you and r. "George M. Ciprico is a full blooded Italia ~ :°1t that momen~ a dark fig~re emerged from the

Conn t." thic'lrnt, and se1zmg Smee rn his arms flew to-Considering the fact that we knew George whili wards the monntams. ·

at school in this city, and remembering that hii Hula attempted to transmit to the natives by noble blooded paternal h.~s shaved us a score °I all the sou_nds of which his month was capable, times, we have serious doubts upon the subject. 1 the appalling news.

We will close, clear reader, by assuring you tha ' But alas I he was not heard, and ?esolving to we are as profoundly reeiprocative as ever. I rescue if possible, his Sinee from the monster

Thine, as before, HAL. U. c. NATION. r who had abducted her, he followed them at the ut-_most speed which his pedal extremeties cu·~ld at­i......jn.

a Re stumbled and fell. ~ Continued in our next-chapter. ' J'att Jttattct~t.O' ~tUUl.Ct.O'tt.

CHAPTER IV,

He got up again, and raising his eyes, discover- LES MISERABLES OF SAN FRANCISCO. d that the monster with his enrapturing soul-

possessor in his arms, was approaching the terri- INCOGNITUS: ble Kilauea. Or the Exiled Noble of Baden-Ba,len.

Shriek after shriek, squeal after squeal, rent the CHAP1'ER r. air, proceeding from the abducted Sinee., Count Scheidenheimer's palace loomed up black

On flew the unkBown monster; on pursued the and stiff, against tho moon-lit sky, and every win­d1stradted Hula. On, over hill and vale, river and dow save one, that of the Pavilion at the right nud-hole flew all three. wing, was.darkened.

Continued in our next--chapter. The sash is raised, and a fair face peern out into CHAPTER v. the darkness.

Horror! the fearful reality flashes across the "Why ia this thusly?'' she murmurs. "Why

find of Hula Woo, as nearer and nearer his stol- comest thou not,my Hans, my love?" and the soft

n love approached the fiery crater of the fearful cadence of her musical voice, flying through the ilauea. The monster was about to throw his be- gardens, -where the sighs of orange groves, and

rothed, his Sinee Mula, into the volcano. music of sweet lutes offend the ea,r, and alabaster Continued in our next-chapter, lamps come floating through the air, met the anx-

CHAPTER vr. iously expectant ear of Count Hans Scboulder-": One plunge, one yell of triumph from the man- scbtreiker, who crouches behind a rose bush, and ster, one last shriek of despair from Hula, one last waits for his love to call. When he hears her lusty squeal of farewell from Sinee and all was voice, he sprjngs nimbly to his feet, and flies to over. I her side.

Continued in oui· next-chaptei·, , '' Ah, Nannette! I haf ben vaiten ·in dat cartin CHAPTER VII. 1 for near as two hours, and I didn't vos see you."

Years have flown by, years of anguish and sor- "It vos couH, mein Hans?" row to the heart-broken Rula, and our scene has "Mein Got in heimmel, it vos so coultlike some-changed to San Francisco. dings vat I never seen before." ,

After the fearful and tragic end of bis betroth- "Ain .t it?" ed, Hula Woo could no longer stay in his native "Yaw, but dis is all ryht; put I haf to leaf you, land. The familiar orchards where in his boy- for I was been pl:tyin ter tuyfel mit that deat peat hood be had hooked bananas, and the tall slender King William. Some of dose pi.oples vos vant me palms which many a time and oft he bad climbed, foo King, unt I no say yaw; unt mien Got some of to get cocoa-nuts, had lost all charm for him. dose peoples told me to gone avay uf ·1 don't vant

His mind became more and more deranged, un- to loose mein hate," ti! at last he became a drivelling idiot, and in the "Un you vos gain i.vay ?" place of the graceful palm leaf which protected "Yaw, mein luff, goat bye," and clasping her his manly and perfect figure in his native isle, he stender form in his manly arms for the last time,

I has donned the dusty and threadbare habiliments imprinting for the last time upon those rosy lips a of the Caucasian, procured for two dollars and a burning kiss, he said adieu, fled from her sight, seven bits at a second hand store on Pacific street. and was gone.

Reader, have you not many a time and oft, seen (The continuation of this diabolically thrilling story standing upon the sidewalk on Montgomery street will be found in the GOLDEN ERA of March 12th: Those_

. . . . ' willing to subJect themselves to martyrdom, will con-a sad, dark skmned md1v1dual, deaf and dumb, 1 suit the following chapter.) wearing spectacles with his feet cased in re~ CHAPTER II.

~pers mucli loo arge for him, bis threadbare Count Hans wandered farther and farther form .hot and rusty bat gaudily decked with colored his devoted native land until he reached the gol­

{,l~ss buttons, and a small blank-book in his hand, den shores of California, where, absent from his into which he copies the letters from the business ~nemies he could be happy. His hair, which for­signs on the street? merly he wore very short, was (Lllowed to grow

This, reader, is the once happy and handsome long, and that he might more effectually destroy Hula Woo; but he is no longer S?, Incessant his identity, he had the extreme precaution to weeping has caused an impediment in one of his take the small pox. Then all San Francisco put eyes, and his once elegantly chiseled mouth still tbeii· head!/ together, and wandered who the di.~­assumes the unbecoming shape which it assumed tingue looking foreigner could be.

i while weeping. Many were the stories circulated about him, I He 1s familiar to every one, as is Emperor Nor- but they were all without foundation, for we have •ton and the Great Unknown. Vile scoffers and received the only reliable account of his various that species of animal, whose vocation it is to daily labors, his habits, etc., etc. hold up lamp posts, smile and strive to nettle him, Some sav that ·be is a barber; otters that he is a but all sense of shame has left him, and he gazes oook, w':!il~ some presu mptive, maniaeal idiotic in­upon them, not thinking that they try to scoff at! dividuali: have the uup , ecede~ted audacity to i~­him. form the too credulous pubhc that he IB a mil-

Pity the poor Hula Woo, gentle reader; I know liner. you will, when you bear his sad and mournful his- He has no profession; being a gentleman of tory, which has been fully authenticated by hisl means anq ability, to which may be added many relatives in Hiwaii, who roll in the luxuriant wealth odd characterictics. Chief among these is en­of a yam patch, while their unfortunate son stands durance, for be has endured more trial and al­upon the street corners, the scoffed of scoffers, lowed mtJre insults, and vile epithets to be appli­the shunned of shunners, the tormented of tor- ed to him than any living man. mentors, and the bummed of bummers. Perhaps he may deserve it, perhaps not; but we

One day, he says, he will go back to Hiwaii, take the liberty of saying, and say it boldly, that and, taking a bottle of Thayer's Chloral Hydrate, it would be advisable to him, and happily accep­go to sleep on the brink of the crater of Kilauea, table to many ifhe would go into some out-of-the-and roll off way place and expire.

THE END, We shall say but a few words more, and these The next in the series will be "Incognitus; or, shall be to describe his daily habits.

the Exiled Noble of Baden Baden," • Immediately upon rising, he proceeds to the HAL, U. C. NATION. corner of Montgomery and Market streets and

---------- purchases a bit cigar from Gannons, when he pro-

ceeds to the further extremity of Long throws his now used up "butt" into the returns.

Where he boards, no one knows; but it is sup­posed that he has a palatial residence some where . or other.

His benevolence ex,_ceeds his head of hair; for upon one occasion, at the German Sanitary, his pa­triotio heart prompted him to empty tho contents of his purse (9 bits) upon the table. This being done he presented, his gold headed cane. Geu-

1 erous Hans! Noble_Schoul~erschtreik~rl He has lately received advice from Bismarck, of­

bis appointment as bootblack to his Imperial Ma­jesty, Ter Kaiser van Deutschland. Accept it, oh Schoulderschtre1ker! Had we your talents we should be willing, nay eager to die, , ,

THE END, The next in the series will be:

NORTONIS PRll'IIERO;

11 Deadbeatioso de la California ,

OPINIONS OF THE PRESS. " The series of sketches entitled " Les Misera• '

hies," by Hal. U. C. Nation, are of so thrilling a character, that we consider ourselves obliged to discharge him."-EnA,

. "Had we a son who wrote such sublime narra­tives, we should give him an order on: Jimmy Ma­ginl) immecliately,"-.N. Y. Times,

"Such stories were never before presented to the public. "-Overland. ,

"In the annals of literature no such biographies are chronic led, and we never expect to see them." -London News.

Saine of our lady friends say that they are ve1·y much enraged at the pen pictures by our new lady contributor. They say so, but whether they are in earnest or not is the question.

We have serious doubts upon the subject, for on~ young lady accosted us in this wise:

,1 You made a mistake in the ERA last Sunday about me. I don't sl,ate so much with-, the next time my name appears, say that---- is my favorite. But do give us a few more pen-por­traits, they are jolly. We have not teard from Nellie C-- this week; perhaps she is frightened.

Colonel Elliot G:l'ay Barnes again displayed hi s robust proportions in uniform on Tuesday Eve­ning last, by calling out his regiment for parade. Barnes, old boy, didn't you give us a sufficiency of parading, on the twenty-second?

Have some regard for our tender feet.

At the California, Fannie Price is on the throne. Faooie plays tolerably well but she isn't pretty. Minnie Walton, the prettiest little creature that ever graced our ocal boards, commences on Mon• clay evening in " Arrah na Pogue." We are wait­ing pat ien tly,

Miss Minnie Walton , On Monday evening look at the tight hancl cor•

ner of the balcony and you will see a leg dangling over; that 'll be me. Please smile.

HALU. c. N. At the Opera House Angelique Schott p.isplays

her beautiful figure, floating in the air. Emer eon's Minstrels at the Alhambra, We at­

tended them last week and they actually forced a srr.ile up on our placid countenance. It' is not every one that can make us smile.

The fire boys luxuriated at the Lic k Hon se for a few hours last Monday Evening, th e occasion be­ing the presentation of a medal to Commissioner Re:vnolds. We saw an old friend of Knickerbock­er Five, in her dressillg gown, and minus blonde wig, peeping into one of the windows, with her

r,i usband, who was attired in bi s robe de nuit I ~lanohe. It reminded her of old times to see the b'hoys together again.

Thin e idiotically, HAL u. C. NATION,

ou neeaest raimen belittmg thy statron, their lfervices fo; Hager's tableauJ11." l and they will give it to thee." Who is tbe geilerous Hagar? Noble, full souled

14. "Then hie thee unto a pince _which, by the man ; who is (ofcourse) entirely disinterested, and LES MISERABLES OF SAN FRANCISCO, people of the place l)amed Frisco 1s called Parry goes to the great trouble and expense of getting - j~ & Batten's, and tell him that thou needest food up some grand tableaux for the benefit of the

NORTONIS PRIMERO; f meet for thy sustenance." School Fund! u Deadbeatioso de la Cali:f'o n , 15. "All these things shalt thou do, then get Is Mr. Hagar to make his debut as "School

[From the unpublished MSS. in the possession of thee hence, for even thy presence offendeth me." Fund?" We think so, and ai:e sure that he will Sultan of Turkey.] 16. "And lo! Nortonis turned his back upon play the part to perfection.

The following has been through the instrumen- his native land, and it came to.pass that after .eight How very kind and considerate it was for the . ' 1 k' dl ~ d d I score, ten and three dayB he came to the place B d f Ed ti t . th . t

tality of the Turkish Consu , ·m y ,or war e called Frisco and sojourned there and lived upon sage oar o uca on o give e1r consen , to us, in order th~t the readers of th~ EnA may the fat of th; land, and it CO!!t hiU: not a cent, for without consulting the parents . We doubt very b~ enlightened m regard to the subJect of tho the people of the land looked upon him, as rniing much if many mothers are aware of what they are birth, parentage and ancestQ[Y of H. I. M. Nor- above paying for what in these days i1:1 called doing, when they allow their daughters to appear ton! Bex Americae. Many of our papers have in a public theatrical performance, and before so attempted to state the date and place of his birth, grub." promiscuous an audience as will necessarily as-and his parentage; but their informants based 17• "And it came to pass 1h31 he proclaime semble at tbe Metropolitan Theatre, on the occa­their authority upon imaginations. Our author- himself ~mpero~ of the who]~ of th e land• yet the sion of Mr. Hager's benevolent(?) exhibition. ity is undeniable, having been transmitted to us people said ~0th.mg, 11nd he did as ~e liSted, yea, We would inform the mothers of the youn" la­direct from Constantinople. Our knowledge o( even to passmg m•~ th08~ places wh'.ch the prieels dies who propose taking part that we have a ~ur-

call bad places, yet to which many hie, called the- 1 f t b' d 1

·" the Turkish language being somewhat limited, we . . . p us o ac resses upon our oar s a re ..... y. b h . d atres, and he pertameth unto the free hst m all L t th b 1 • th t bl t .h • 1 •· may have made a few errors, ut t 1s our rea ers bl' 1 ., e e oys pay m e a eaux oi e1r 1ear,.,'

will,we trust, overlook. ,pul 10

p ac:s. t t t th t" h h content, but let us not allow the mothers to have 1. Andlo!intheyearoftheChristian,onethou- 1 8· "It ath no ye come O e ime wen_ e theaffairmisrepresentedasithasbeen.

sand eight hundred two score and one, the glided shall become possessed 0~ the crown_ of the isle Can they not become aware that In this enter­minarets and lofty spires of the proud and heav- called Engla nd• but he saith th a~ he mtendeth so tainment there will be no profit&, and that it will enly city of the Sun were illuminated, ablaze with to do should lhe! not empty the1r coffers ,;0 pay turn out that their daughters have been making a the resplendent refulgence of ten thousand four- for what his subJects call Alabama Claims. public show of themselvee, in order to replenish score and six (10086) lanterns. 19· "For th is is ~e of whom we speak, who as the very light purse of Professor Hagar? Hagar,

2. Ji'or unto the kingly Ambroglogos was born ~e heare th from Fnsco, walke!h the s_treets clad "vou're a pretty smart fellow but you can't keep a son, who, as his great forefather Lazarus was, to m tbe habiliment. of the soldier, yet IS not pro- a. hotel " '

vided with sword or stave, but whouSjlth his cheekJ · be ~ pest and a scourge of humanity, and a libel 1 " I --on the name of man. of which he hath much, as his on y weapon.

1 "Arrah na Pogue" was presented ou Monday

20. "And in our tongue he is called Nortonii evening with the charming Minnie Walton 3. Great was the rejoicing, an<l happy was the Primero .,1 deadbeatioso de la California,, but b as Arrah. She played the part with consider-voice of Ambrogolos, for, said he : "l have a son • the people of the land is he nominated Norton thE a,ble ;;kill, but we doubt very much whether the whom I shall name Norton is, which in Arabic sig-

nifieth 'dead beat.' And he shall g-o abroad, and First." Grecian Bend was in vogue among the Iriah peas-21. "Nortonis! Nortonia! Goki ckth ebu eke antry in 1798. Carden played Shaun the Post very live by his wits, which shall be of a nature, such

ae smce the days of Mahomed were never seen." th1ea sel" well, displaying much more veraatility than we Now, reader, all doubts as to the family record gave him credit for. Buckley deserves especial 4. " And be shall be great among his people, d f h ·

of Norton I, will be remove , or we ave gtven a praise for his Oiney O'Farrell. Ned, had we been and shall lead our marshalled hosts against the h · h' h I literal translation of t e manuscnpt w 1c we iad in the gallery we should have shouted: "Bully for enemy." in our possession, but which by request, was re• you!" Yo,n did well; do so some more.

5. "Yea, verily, for he hath a voice like to a turned to Constantinople. Any one wishing in- ·--swine, even in his infancy, and in his manhood it structions in the Turkish language will please ad- Quite an exciting scene occurred at the rink on shall be likened to a hungry lion, for he shall be a dress Ralu Cina Tiono, Box 0001, P. o. Tuesday evening lasi, which for.a time promised lion among the spongers, and shall always be io result in a fracas. hungry." I Next week will be presented the opening chap• The why and wherefore is as follows:

6. "And he will enter a ship, and depart for a , tars of On the Saturday evening previous, two mem• new-found land of gold, where he will gather his MISERIO SLUSHIIIUNCHER; , hers of the Club, Geo. Pardy, and a man named daily bread as did onr great forefathers, the OR, j Painter, entered the rink, each having in his mighty beat, the beggar Lazarus; from off the free Gutteral Wanderings, l possession a pair of Kimball skates which they put lunch tables of the land of gold." BY A MEMBER OF THE SAN FRANCISCO BAR. on and went upon the floor.

·7. "And when he hath become the king of the , NoTE.-It might be proper to add that the olosing In a sho1 t time the watchful and energetic su­new land be shall return, and we shall say: The chapters will also be presented. perintendent, Mr. Broderick, discovered that · the scalf 1s returned, go kill the prodigal! And we In San Francisco there is lamentation and weep- skates worn by the aforesaid Pardy were not shall put a circle of gold upon his finger, and a ing and great mournmg. Ladies weeping for Plymptons, and approaching him, he informed band of hemp about his neck, and suspend him their Charlie, and will not be comforted, because him that it was coatrary to rnles; and shewed him in the air as was Mahomet at Mecca.'' he is not. a printed notice to that effect.

8. "Yea, even the hempen band shall be to him Ex-Captain Charles B-ss-ll, is shortly to de• Then became the haughty Pardy's dander arons-as loadstone.'' part from our midst, leaving reminiscences- of his ed, and 1,trokiug his silky and carefully cultivated

9. And it came to pass that when Norlonis had shiny and carefully plastered hair, and taking with blonde "whiskaws" he coolly informed Mr. Brod­passed the ripened age of three score and four, his him many hearts, ruthlessly plucked from the bo- erick that it was his intention to wear the ta• father became angered because of his mighty tal- soms of unhappy misses who loved "not wisely booed skate for the remai~er of the evening, at ent, which in the days of Ulysses the first shall but too well." which the services of Jack Evarts were brought be called sponging and beating, and saith unt o Charley, boo voyage-good riddance. into req•1isition. (Have you ever seen Jack? He him: , y·

1 ,.,. .

1 1 • -- • h measures a,bout seven by nine, and is a tough cus-

1ve a, ._,armva e. 1s once agam t e byword of d 10. " My son, thou hast arrived at the age of th I f I d th . f •h d

I tomer to handle.) Jack approached Pardy, au e overs o p ea.sure, an e Jeer o • e o t., . .

discretion, and thou hast not discreted." On the eleventh of April, as n"-arly as we can ~- the fol10~10g dialogue ensued. 11. "Ther~fore sh alt thou ~o forth unto the certain, the enchanting event it to trans,;iire, the Jack.-Mr. Pardy, !~ou will have to take off

land wbich 1s called Cahforma, and seek thy maskors will perspire, and we shall expive when those skates. breatl; and 1f thou hast discernment, thou shalt we are inspired with the delicious strains of mu• Pa,·dy.-I shall do nothing of the sort, sir. discern, a~d_thy butt _shall be breaded, and thy sio, and the beauteous vista which will open t J,fr. Broderick.-Then we shall have to employ glass wl11sk1ed, and 1t shall be even free of our view upon the auspicious eleventh. We do mea~ures to force you. charge.'' . not wish to call any one names, but we have ' our Pai-dy.-I am not at all solicitous upon that

12. Go forth; put money m thy sack, and a gir- opinion of a person who won't go to the Carnival. point. die about tby loins. Let thy beard grow upon Mr. Eaton.-Mr. Pardy, we are the managers thy face, even upon thy nose, and when thou hast An institution has recently been started in this of this Club, and we mu st see all the rules obey-come to the land of Ca:ifornia, go to the stable of city for the purpose of training school children ed. y011 are acting contrary to the rules. Would May and Byington, and thou shalt see a beast for the stage; and from the following local item you come into my parlor and skate ?, which from thyself is called an ass.'' which appeared last week, we should conjecture Pardy.-Yes, if I paid for it.

13. "Get thou upon this beast and hie to the mar- that it was meeting with considerable success. Mr. Broderick.-! see, sir, that you are ineY ket place of Heuston, Hastings & Co. and tell them "About six hundred boys and girls assembled orable, and we shall have to eject you from

a! the Citls' School on Friday last to offer I h• 11_ s<1

Pardy.-! should like to see the man who will do it.

We could hear no more, as a lady, required our services; but Pardy did not "wear the Kimball LES MISERABLES OF SAN FRANCISCO.

skates for the remainder of tile evening." On the following day one of the attaches of the \llIISERIO SLUSHMUNCH.lll w, ·

rink went to Pardy's office, and offered him the oR, • , 1/ Guttero.l Wanderings. , eight dollars which he paid for his Club member- CHAPTER r. ship, telling him that it was impossible for him to The God of Day in dazzling effulgance clothed remain connected with the Club, and infringe the land from Shasta to San Diego, and from the rules M he had done~ Frisco to Pacific street with its golden light, as the , ' Pardy stroke his blonde "beard " again, and young, gay and festive Miserio emerged tram the

told the young man that he did not require- his palatial structure which in the common parlance presence in his offictt. Said young man retired, 1 of the miner 18 t~rmed shanty and proceeded to an~ that evening Pardy ins~rted a eard in the B1it- inspect his broad acres. As f:r as the eye could letin somewhat to the foHowmg effect: I reach, the land was all his own, (he could not see far,

"Ms. HAWLEY:-! don't care a euss for you or· hia residence was situate at the bottom of a can­your club, and · it is my intention to visit the club on) and he smiled a smile of pride as taking his o~ Tuesday evening in order to demonstrate that I geoiogical implements upon his' shoulder, he will we11r Kimball's skates oo much as I darned wended his way down the golden valley to pursue please. A~d ~ore, sir, I will tell you, that I will the dailv practice of his profession. part my hair _m the middle, and plaster it down, A ma~ of science wad Miser.io; for far away in

, t~o; and I will ~ear my ~antR as tight as I please sunny Spain, he had acquired the profession which without consultmg you, sir. Look ou·t for me, for he now pursued, hut he couldn't catch It, for the I shall come armed with a bamboo cane and a cod- auriforous substance came not.

· fish ball. Very respectfully, , , Still he persisted; toiled incessantly in the burn-GEORGE .. PNRDY, ,, ing sun, m,ti! sometimes he would drop with fa-

302 Montgomery Street. tigue. Still he was certain the color existed in We will not say how coolly Mr, Hawley took the the soil of his estate.

angry threat; but come to scene second, which we U 00 the mornin which we have mentioned, had the good fortune to see. . P . . g . . M1seno was cert,un that the ore could be found,

,Bl·oderiak.---Jack, ~o not_ admit Mr. PRTdy to- and he plied hid pick most assiduously. mght under any _consideration. "Ah!" he exclaimed, "Gracias a Dios! Yo he en-

Jaek.-(throwmg up his arm and feeling his contrado el oral" muscle) _ Feel that. Not for Joseph. To be continued-this week.

Broderwk.-Yery well, ah! here he is, (Enter CHAPTER II.

Pardy.) Pardy.-I have come here to use the- Kimball After the poetical ejaoulatiou recorded i,n our

l~st chapter, he stood aghast, for there at his feet skate, and am going to get in. _ he beheld "'n enormotB boulder of solid gold,

B1'0derick.-Yon shall do nothing of the kind, whose immense proportions outrivaled the most sir. . . . gigantic nuggets of Golconda. At last his fortune

Pai dy--:--I have a club twket, and may use it. was made· at last he could return to fair Castilia, Broderwk.-I have offered torefundyou!lmoney. h' h t d fl . · , . . . and 'neat t o orange ree', an sun owers upon Pai d;y.-I don t want it, for I am gomg 111to the. f b 1 • M" · , · " could hall. ~he banks O t e 8 11nmg iss1ssipp1, ,. e

. ~eet his love, and say to her. _Broclei:iclc.-You are not, Mr. Pardy, for I have "Querida Du1cina 1 am thine now, for I am

given this gentleman orders not to admit you; and ' if force is necessary to your ejection, ho is in- ealthy." struoted to use it. After recovering from the surprise occasioned

Panly.-Will the Roller Skating Association be y so wonderfu! a discovery, he wended_ his way responsible for any force used? towards the residence of a friend an_d mformed

Broderiolt.~It will. Jack, do not admit him. him of his good fortune, at the sa~e time request­, k All · ht (t p d ) N J"d ,.. in« him to lend him the loan of his oxen that he .,ac .-- rig . o ar y ow you s i e ou. 0

• · 1 · · ht P d h d

, d d tt d fi mi«ht remove it to his money vau t, where it m1g ar y rus e ,orwar an a empte to, orce 0

his way through the door, when the Herculean be safe. . f . d f , d d'd 1 h ·1 . . . . He trusted his nen - nen I say, a , v1 • Jack embraced hun, and hfted him mto the outer , th t f · di ' d II d lobby. lainy, thy name was a nen -:-an _ a owe

Crushed and defeated, he stood still and v@wed him to take the co_ntract of removrng it, for he revenge. was wealtby, and his fnellll was poor, and needed

One curJ,of that scornful lip, one stroke of thos ·e work. . blonde "whiskawil," and he was gone. It w:ould take some t1m~ to re.move t~e tr_easure,

Hooray for Broderick! and three for Jack!. M1seno thought, so dressrng himself m his ~un-Many voices were raised against the cours& ta- day-go-to-meetin', he departed for San Francisco

ken by the manager, but he was, in the estimation i~ order to send by_ the outbound steamer news of

of every one-possessing a particle ot' discri mina- his Ruccess to D ulcrna. tion, perfectly right, for a man who will go to ihe _ He _said to .. Oronipper-for such ~as the name of rink, and flagrantly violate the roles, deserves to his fnend- Am'.go, I leave for Fusco to-d_ay, aud be excluded from any of the privileges of the leave my chunk m thy charge, _ G~,ard it well, club, Mr. l!'llinter went there too, but ii cost him and h "ty-cents ~hall b

0e thy portion. _ _

four·bits, and dµring the evening, he acted , like 11 "Generons M1serol exclaimed 0:ompper wi:h perfect gentleman, a fawning bmile, "art thou not robbmg thyself m

Thine with a moral view of affairs giving me thuil muchly ?" ' HAL. u. c.' NArnoN, "Nay, go not mention it; adios."

'--~-- - .,. _______ n "Adios." And kissing his hand to his friend, Miserio de ,

narted for Frisco . ... [In order to raise the reader's enthusiarm to the hibgest pitch, we will not continue this story until­next chapter ]

CHAPrER III. As Miserio turned hls back upoo his mountain

home, Oronipper smole a ghastly grin and laughed a scornful laugh.

'' Ha ha! And sh,11 I remain a au er while

yon Greaser i~ wealthy? Nay, I will have l,;.i o But how? ye;, how? Ah! a ha1lPY the>ug to the foundry at SaOrarfiento, and have ~ i­cate or' this nugget erst in brass."

His base design was carried out and the conse­qnonce-let us not dwell upon t_he sad result, how Miserio raved and tore his hair; how, his villainy being discovered, 0l'Onipper departed with his booty for parts unknown, leaving his victim a rav­ing maniac, but come to

CHAPTER IV,

Ten years glided by, and the Friscan's eye en­countered, day by day, a being with sunken eye and t1ollow cheek, who,e tattered garments hung loosely about a wasted form, walking upon the edge of the sidewalk, seeking in the gutter a scrap of bread or a sucked orange, with which to appease his gnawing hunger.

This, reader, was the once handsome Mieeno, the unhappy victim of misplaced confidence. No one cared for him; men would gaze upon him and smile, not in derision, for they could not but have pitied him; but tbey were arµused at what they deemed his eccentricity. Women would pass him and givinJ him a wide berth, would say:

"The nasty creature! he should uot be allowed to walk l!!'On the sidewalk.''

The place which he selected for his hovel was upon the shore of the broad Pacific, where the loamy billowd would lull him to rest, and where, upon gazing out upon the hor;z ,m, he imagined he could see his Dulcina in far off Spain waiting for him.

A truthful maiden waiting for her love, No love !rum d,y to di\y.

As time with swift wings glUed by, Mieerio be• came more and more demented, more and more the butt for the jibes of the heartless loafer, more and more the shunned of the belle who feared that he might soil her gaudy garb of fashion.

Oue day, Miserio having wandered from street to street and alley to alley, witho.it finding a morsel to satisfy the cravings of his hunger, became weak, and accidentally tottered against a lady, soiling with his tattered garb of poverty, her silk dress.

She, heartless woman that she was, had him ar• resterl on a charge of poverty, and being tried and convicted he was sentenced to imprisonment fur lite; but as his strange appearance (which was nothiug more or Jess than because he was too proud to ask of assistance from any humau be­ing,) was attributed to in sanity, he was consigned forever to a gloomy and horrible existence in the State Insane Asylum. How far preferable to have been sent to Uie State Prison, with the un­pardonable crime of poverty upon his head, than to be forever associated with maniacs aud idiots.

1!3ut why should we complain? Sucll. is justice, such is the Law.

It is said tl!R.t justice is blind. How true! How totally blind it was, when it caused a harmless wretch to be shut out from the world, until dea th shall have released him . Bt1t we forget; he com• mitted the cnme of being poor.

Farewell Miserio,no more shall we see thy well· !mown face upon our streets; no more shall poor "Gutter Snipe" trouble our fa~tictious belles with his proximity, for he has gone forever, dispens­ed of by justice, fair dealing, blind j ustiee.

Every one is on the qui vive at the rink about Carnival. On every side such questions come to our ears as: "What are you going to wear?" "'May I have the dress worn by you a..t the last Carniva l?" "Lend me two dollars to hire a cos­tume, will you?" etc. , etc. Are we going? Ra ther; How shall we dress? We have not de­cided. The committee is more generous regard­ing prize& this time, but the affair is all on one side yet: Why not give us a chance? Have a premium for the worst skater.

'.l;he little fraeits mentioned in our !aRt, has not resulted as the splenetic Pdrdy threatened. He bas not brought ~uit against the Club Manager~. Jack's smile i8 as "childlike and bland " as ever,

l his ponderous arm is ready for any quantity "Certainly, madam," w1tfi a supprbssea groan. vf Pjsctments. The fair Ophelia opened her satchel and took

Mr. Broderick is as energetic as ever, and fear ' therefrom a copy of "Romeo and Juliet" and pro-knows him not. . ceeded to read the balcony scene.

The "pen pictures" weie the cause of a slight Sam stood it as long as he could, then interrupt• miHunderstanding a few evenmg since. A gentle· ed her, saying: man who had been honored with a notice, in con· "That will do, madam, you evidently have nection wilh other skaters, in every installment o some tiilent, but it will take some time to bring it the pen pictures, approached a Chronicle man in out, and I have not sufficient leisure to undertake rather a demonstrative manner and made threats, to train you." saying that he had had enough ofit. Mr. Chronicle Ophelia tarried not much longer, and Sam, with gazed at the towering figure of Mr. S-, and then a sigh of relief and a ruption of the third com• at his own diminutive one, and thinking discre- commandment, said: tion the better part of valor, sloped without giving "Actress indeed! I don't know though, she an explanation. Give it to him, Mr. S-, we owe' might make a good Witch in •·Macbeth," but I him one. I don't want the training of her."

--- V HAL. u. C. NATION. '£he German celebration on Wednesday was 1 .I'.. success, except in the particular of the Brewer~ ~ 4 -c--- . ff · ·· ·1l wagons. We had boen informed that · each Brew- ~alt cl)taltCl!-CO' ~em .etou. ery would have an immense hogshead of beer in

Then welcome back, angelic three, Success atteud you on e'ach hand;

And may you in futurity Look kindly on ~ur golden land,

May fortune ever be your lot, Prosperity your humblest slave;

May our acquaintance new begot, Be everlasting as the grave.

Forgive us, indulgent readers, for our ai po,.etry. Excruciatingly vile we own, ·couldn't help it.

The critic of the Barnacle is altogether too heav­enly for this world; he should long since have been launchecl into the realms of bliss above. He says that the performance of the enchanting sis- '. ters have an immoral tendency.

"Go to," most moral youth. "Better for him he had never been born, or that a millstone had been placed about his neck, and he cast into the

its wagon, and 1tould dispense beer to the crowd gratis. We stood upon the street for an hour in expectation of such an event, bn t it did not trans­pire, and we were much disgusted. We don't

sea." Les j\l:iserables, owmg te circumstances which1L ::.:.::.:....--------:=:=:= ---------""

are i9controlable must be discontinued for j If the gentleman who yawned during the per• time / How long a time? We cannot tell, fo formance of "Delicate Ground" on Monday night whtcan write of the trials, tribulations and woe is very ambitious of ~eing kicked, he may be sat­oft e many unfortunates rn our n11dst, so Ion , 1sfied by callrng at this offi0e.

like to be disappointed.

The social gossiper of the Chronicle is carelc':· and should not jnmp at conclusior,s so ravenous­ly. Last week he mentioned one engagement and three parties. The engagement was without foundation, and the parties did not come off.

•• t 10 Zavislowskis are lll town? ' "Ixion" was played on ]'riday evening and wa2 Ever since Monday, dear rel\der, Hal has been a success of course. How could it be other? Miss

lost; lost in a sort ofinde,cribable trance,surronnd-May Howard, with her usual kindness, consented ed by an atmosphere which teemed with the sighs, to play out of her line, and enacted Venus most of Jove, and visions of beauty and loveliness. charmingly.

Every breeze was hei\vy with the sighs of love, Hager's Exhibition came off with greateclat, the And zavistowskis floated through the air, , The preparations for the Carnival are almost

young dramatic slndents betraying much more Seeming to visit me from the bright realms above, completed, and it is certain to be a more pro-talent than we expected. Some of the tableaux And haunt me with their forms so wondrous fair. nounced success than the last. We have seen the were bewilderingly beautiful.(?) Managers wishing There, there's no use, we must needs deviate prizes, which are on exhibition at Tucker's, and leading ladies, soubrettes, chambermaids, or 111• from our general rule and madly rush into a vile can say that they have been selected with most ?ies of the ballet, may µrocure the ame by apply• attempt at poetry. exquisite taste, and without regard to cost. We

mg to Prof. Hager. "Poesy! exquisite gift!" But we do not possess have already selected our prize. An elaborate The Zavistowskis next week. , Our pen ·nad• the gift. Oh, had we but the pen of a Stoddard! medal (leather).

equate to the wording of the praise which the~e- But w:e have not, so, kind reader, we will endeav- There are several contestants for prizes who serve, so we will not attempt it. Fair ones, wE!l· or lo rnfl10t upon you a few lrnes from the pen of practice daily. Prominent among them may be come once again to Frisco. ~I. U. C. mentioned Messrs. Ke&ny .and Stubbs, both excel•

We should not presume to subject you to such lent skaters, and well matchod. We understand Quite a ~c!ous incident occurred this week, torture, but, we cannot help it, our pen must per- that Lient. Geo. Cobb, U. C. has entered the

which is too gbod for Hal. U. C, to let go by with- force wander off and sing the praise of the Zavis- , lists, and is practicing with unusual zest. Perse-out mcorporating in Feuilleton. towskis in rhyme: vere, young men, and bear in mind that "Procras-

In our city resides a young gentleman who TO THE ONLY LINEAL DESCENDANTS OF tination is the root to all evil," and "Woman is lale'ly made an exlraordinaryly successful debut in VENUS AND A DONIS, the thief of time." tne California Theatre, to whom we shall appl the cognomen of Sam. THE ZAVISTOWSKI SISTERS, ALICE, EMELINE AND

A lew days since he received a letter, writte CHRISTINE. in a beautiful female hand, and couched in th most glowing language, praising his talents, an requesting an interview with him, as she desire to take lessons in Elocution. She desired him t appoint some place where she could call upo him, and roceive her first lesson. I

Sam smiled; here would be a romantic adven J ture. He pictured to himself a fair damsel of six­teen, and w\jo knew? Perhaps he might bring to light the hidden• talont of some fair Ophelia for his Hamlet.

Sam answered the letter forthwith, and appoint­ed his mother's house as the place of meeting.

The day arrived, and arrayed in bis "Sunday best," Sam waited f0r his Ophelia. 'l'he door bell rang, and tremblingly he awaited the entrance ol his :Fair Unknown.

In a few moments she was ushered into tb( roow, and instead of a blushing damsel of swee1 sixteen, the astonished and disappointed Sam be held an elderly matron, fat, fair and forty.

"The devil," he muttered to himself, "thil can't be she."

" Mr. P--, I presume." '' That is my name." "I am the lady who corresponded with you for

the purpose of taking lessons in alocution. "Ah, indeed," said Sam, with an excruciating

effort to be polite. "Could you hear me reac now?" -

Once more aloud let pcaans ring, Let bards 'gin to inscribe their lays;

Let them of Zavistowski sing In accents of poetic praise.

Another year has come around, And once more from across the land,

There comes a most enchanting sound, Which gtaddens grief on every baud.

Enchanting trio, let me sing Of your angelic sylphlike graces,

Of what raptur,e you ever bring, When we gaze on thy shining faces.

Which is the better of the three 'Tis hard tQ tell, whether Christine

Or Alice bright and heaveuly. Or dashing, witching Emeline.

Sweet Alice with the raven tresses, And jet black eyes so wondrous bright,

Seems e'en a sylph who even blesses Those who venture in their light.

Then comes the dashing Emeline, With golden Jocks bewitchmg, fair;

And in her figure, ah, I ween, Purest perfection reigneth there.

Although more years she doth possess, Christine is most enchanting still,

And would she but poor Hal caress, He'd be subservient to her will.

• Were I requested to decide 'l'wixt Emeline, Alice and Christine,

My heart's secret I wou!d not hide, ?or Alice is its onl ueen.

We notice a familiar face upon the streets once more. A gent with pretty clothes, and wide spreading moustache. Query: Is ho under en-gagement to play "Princ e Paul" in Smecchia's Opera Bouffe, or has he returned to carry off one of the prizes in the Carnival?

On dit, that the Great Unknown com templates matrimon with the "lady in breeches." We

think they are well matched. er"you know.

---, " Birds of a feath-

On dit that Emperor Norton has written a bio­graph of himself, and placed ii in the hands of a mem her of the press, with a view to having it pub• lished.

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1'mt 4ranti.$C.O' iftltUltt.O'll. said, should belong to the placeforthosepossessea e!v· ~ i of devils, in a place called S tocktc,>n, arose and

THE AMBITIOUS ASSEJIBLE ANi> MEET said: TOGETHER. 5. Brethren, I know of one, a great man, wh?

cometh from the province of Nevada; and his CHAPTER r. name is Finley, He belongeth to the convocation

should say, had not less than the weight of forty ­s~mmers upon her heac1, and appeared to be su­premely happy in the possession of so young and handsome a spouse. We furthermore discovered that the young groom is the happy step-father of a lit lie cherub of six years of age. To what ex, tremes will Jove lead a person.

Well, young man, we wish you every success but at the same time must congratulate ourselves. that it isn't us. ,

1. And it came to pass, that in the year ofoUP Lord of the wise men of the land'. and he it i_s w~om we Anno Domine, one thousand eig-h-t hundred thref should choo_se to lead us agarnst the Ph11is!rnes. score ten and one times, the scribes and elders 0 , • 6. Then the high pri~st in a lond _voice told

1 the Fhilistines* from tlle provinces around aboutj him to cork up, and he did so, yea, :enly,_ corked . . up and said no more;but that the high pnest was

assembled and met together rn the cluef town o ' . . d f Ul f d "Have you seen them?" "Why of course who . what 1s called m tbe ays o ysses, a rau . · • •

the provrnce, called Sacramento, and they proceed- 7 A d th t f th 1 - b . t d , ha,m't ?" "Seen who?" "Seen who? What a d . _ . . · . n e servan o e 11g pnes rose an

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e m tms wise: . smote him upon the ear, and he did cry aloud, question! why _ the 'Stowskis of course." "Of . 2. For once more had the hour arnved when and took the name of the Lord in vain. course I have," etc., etc. 1t behooved them to select from among the elders 8 A d . t th t f th' th' I Snch questions come to our ears from morning • n 1t came o pass a a ter 1s - mg was of the land_ a man who should govern them, yea, done, the high priest told the scribes and elders to till night, but if any one were to ask us we should even be thmr governor._ . go their ways. knock them down, as having offered us a direct

3. And one of the clnefa of the provrnce called insult. The idea of their being in town for two San Francisco arose and said: CHAPTER III, weeks, and us not seeing them, seems so, absurd

4. Hearken unto me, oh, ye children, hearken 1. In those days came James the Johnson, that we should consider it an insult, were such a to the voice of my word. preaching in t)le wilderness of Frisco. question propounded to us.

5. I come from a far-off land, from a great 2. And saying, repent, ye repubs, for the king- We have seen them every night, and expect to city, yea, even San Francisco, and I shall shaw l dom of Johnson is at hand. • see them every night nntil the close of their en-ye a ma~ of gre~tness, who shall be an honor unto 3. For this is I that was spoken of by the Sac- gagemeot, which-unhappy thought!-will be next our family. ramento Reporter, saying: Saturday night. iV'8"'!!'1n111"-uot~bnr.E!... the reader

6. 'l'his man's name is Thomas, and be hath " The voice of one crying through the country , with po _ hi& week, but next weel('we shall many shekels, for he is a maker of shot, and pipes I Prepare ye-the way of Democracy, make his paths ea big "send off." of lead. He also hath smelt out a way for smelt- straight."

We are promised a new burlesque on Wedqes­ing the stones which containeth gold. This man 4. And this same James has his raiment of day evening entitled "Love," with Emeline also is high priest of the province of Frisco._ Is it broadcloth, and a girdle for coin about his loin I Cupid, and Alice as Psyche. Now in Heaven •s not well, brethren, that we should choose him? and his meat was cocktails and sherry cobblers .

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7. Then spake out Hezekiah from Mud Spnngs 5 Then went out to him Frisco and all e I h Al- t I w h · d · 1 . " . . . · , 10 as ice o ove. e ave promise to 1n ro•

an_d said: Is this man Tbom~s mchned to Mission, and all the region round about Telegr h

I duce the author oflast week's poetry to the Sis- I

thrnk well of the matter concermng the road of Hill. ters, but we think be has met them. j rails of iron, wherein it is set ~orth that the col- 6. And were fe,rgiven by him opposite e Rained Wednesday-ditto Thursday---'clry Fri-lectors of tithes shall make us give our shekels for Brooklyn Hotel, in Frisco, confessing thei~ ~in_s. I day, Alice's _benefit Friday-Matinee Saturday- I that pnrpose. 7. But when he saw m~ny of the Ph11I_stmes Mrs. Pitts Stevens fined for contempt of court-

8. Then answered the first that had spoken,and and soreheads_ come to !us lecture, he said, 0, ohnson spoke a piece-Bandmann closed engage-said: generat10n of vipers, \Yho hath warned ye to flee nl-good-Lent over, bravo~no more fish--

9. This 'l'homas hath not yet defined his posi- from the convocation of Selby, or my wrath to !es ermons-no home Jectnres--etc., etc. lion upon that stand, yet am I justified in saying come? HAL u. a. NATION that he is a suhsider. • 8. Bring forth, therefore, votes meet for re-

10. Then let us subside, saith a man named pentance. Frederick, who at this time had a paper named the 9. Think noJ; to say within yourselves, we have Alla, for yea, verUy, he seemeth to me to be the Selby to our father, for I say unto you, that I am man. able of these people of the Democracy, to send

11. 'l'hen a man named Anthony, of a sheet you unto Salt River. THE CARNIVAL. called the Union, raiseth his voice and saith: 10. For the axe of Supremacy is laid unto the The Carnival on Thur sday was a pronounc ed

12. Nay such is he not, for I know a man tree of fat offices; therefore every tree that bring- success, and it possible more so than the former who far outstripeth him in everything. For his eth not forth good democrats is hewn down and one. How amusing it is to watch the blending of name is Newton, and his profession is that of the cast into the fire of kicked-out officers. characters. The meek and lowly Quaker arm in Jaw. 11. , Now I am not a subsider, nor am I in favor arm with the dazzling woman of the period, in

13. Then the crowd cried aloud; for they listed of the matter concerning San Domingo. Nay, flesh-colored tightil': the vindictive and warlike ' not that a lawyor should be their Governor; for verily, for it is a fraud. Inaiau with the hated pale face; the coal black Af­said they , a man of tho Jaw careth not for the 12. It behooves ye not to vote for Henry, for rican with the "white trash," an_cl the Heathen truth, and a man of truth need we for our ruler. he saith that he is a member of the house of the Ohinee" skating in ihe most amiable maaner

14. Then was there much shouting, and the Lord, but he alloweth the Sunday Law to be re- with his most deadly foe, the demonstrative Celt. soreheads made a great voice, and cried out that pealeil, and the Mercantile Library to have a lot- The characters assumed on 'l'hursday 11vening the high priest should dismiss them, and let them tery. " were more numerous than at the preceding car­go their way. _ 13. And it behooves ye not to vote for Philip, nival, which is easily explained, from the fact that

15. Auel accordingly, the high priest dismisseth of San Francisco, for he i$ honest, and hath not there were several prizes to be 1iontested for. , We them, and they wenteth their way. many pieces of silver. I have many, and it will give a few of the most prominent characters.

be well for my followers. Miss Agnes Glasgow was most charmingly at.. CHAPTER rr. 14. For I am the great 1 A u1, the great Mogul, tired as a ''If lower Girl." She wore a dress of reel

1. And the same time the scribes and elders of and shall be the man who shall next rule the land. silk, with an overskirt of white tulle, which was the Phariseest met in the place call Frisco, that 15. And the people adjo urn ed to meet at the profusely deckeil with flowers. Her broad brim­they might choose from among them a leader Bank Exchange, to moot thi, subje~t of High med hat, which h1,mg gracefully upon her shoul-who would lead them against the Philistines. Priest of the tribes of Cali forn ia. ders, was encircled by a handsome wreath, and in

2. And several names were proposed. First her hand she carried a flower basket. This lady Henry, who at that time was Governor of the A union of May and December occurred in this was awarded the second prize for skating, a gold land called•Oalifornia; he was against the road ofl city on Wednesday evening last, but as is not usu• opera chain valued at $40.

·1 f · 'f th Id m st co f th -- Miss Carpenter appeared to good advantage as ra1 s o iron, I e go u me rom e ally the case, May was the gentleman, ana .uecem- "Gentle Sprite'' in a dress of silver cloth, with people. . ber the lady. We casually en lerod Grace Cathe- {

3 Th th d f II d long -flowing s eaves of white tulle. Her shoes . en e name was propose o a man sma m drol u on the evening in question, and vie we height, but great in intellect, named Philip, who p As it was so unusual an event the were bedewed with spangles, and her skates were

I tho ceremony. t t d to fastened by silver straps. She was awarded the at that time, slung a quill of goose, for a daily b • -t , mmon to repor era promp e us

named the Examiner. And this man's face it c nos1 Y co d d'. d th t the first ladies' skating prize. An Etruscan gold and

was red, and his hair it was while, yea, a whiteness \•en Hke unto that of the snow. \,, Then a man possessed of devils, who it was

investigate the matter, an we iscovere _a. silver set, valued at $60. happy groom was the son of a well-known mm1ster l M" L O 11 d . . . W ad also seen him officiate as iss ou a un en of course was one of the Ill

th is_ city. L' ekhH ffi Tl b .d we "luminous beautifuls" of the evening, as "\V"acht clel'k m 1he IC ouse o ce. 1e n e, _. . .. ~· . . _ _ _ __

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h...dHhe1111.,, t:llle wore a snort slurt o!' pink satin, lambrequin studded with brilliants of all colors span°glM and embroidered with gold, pink satin toga trimmed with gold bullion. Upon her head she wore a jeweled crown, and about her perfect nook and shoulders, hung a heavy jeweled neck­lace.

"Gaze into my eyes most wondrous fair, Thou'lt see thyself reflected there."

Miss Wetherbee appeared as "Old Mother Hub­bard and her Dog," and acted her part well, al­though the canine quadruped did not seem to en­ter partwularly into the spirit of the.occasion.

Miss Gracie Marsh appeared as' 'Arrah Meelish," ·

/tfl/ Wm. Eppinger as "Harlequin" received the sec•

ond prize for the character which he snstame~­Frank L. Unger, appeared as "American

Punch." Will Unger as a colored girl of the period. B. C. Howard appeared as a barrel, and at one

time the bung fell out and its contents fell upon

the floor. Our space forbids a more prolonged account of

the costumes worn, but we can state that there bas never been a masquerade in San Francisco, at which were represented so many excellent charac-ters. HAL u. C. NATION

and was one of the prettiest little ladies in the - - 4 · 'll t room. She wore a short skirt of' blue, with Jan italtrt$C,O' ~tm t .on. striped overskirt of blue and white. Her long •

black hair was hidden by a blonde wig. Some months since, dear reader, we made u~e Mrs. C. L. Low was gorgeously attired as the of the expressirn "Heartlessness thy name_ IE

gentle "Minnehaha," in a dress of yellow satin man ,, and subsequently remarked that "llian 1s a with a profusion of feathers and beads. dece;ver," now it becomes onr unpleasant duty to

case it became necessary to procure six. We were the victimest of the victims.

The most exciting, as well as the most interest• ing "fraud," was the casting of ballots for the most popular lady. This, of course, called forth myriads of gentlemen, who must needs invest two bits in a vote. In one case, we heard of a certain young banker, of this city, spending eighty dollars for that purpose.

During Wednesday the excitement was intense. There were three candidates who made a fine fight; we will designate them as Miss Brunette, Miss Medium and Miss Blonde. The first named had the banker for her champion, and consequently carried the election by a majority of two hundred. Bravo! We voted for her. '!.'his little scheme netted over seven hundred dollars, of which our magnanimous and munificent heart prompted ns to donate two hundred .................. . .. cents.

The chief "fraud'' was the lunch, 'which was served daily, but we wonld be willing, nay eager to be defrauded in a similar manner daily for the rest of our natural life. By urgent requ est we have not mentioned names as we should liked to have done.

Miss Mary Jobson was the "Yivandiere" of the maltrnat our sex, and repeat both of the above army of maskers, in a red cap, red jacket and complimentary remarks. Wherefore? Because blue and white skirt. At her side she · carried a about a, vear since we met a lady, a most tran­little. wine l.Jarrel, whose luscious contents she scendant. beauty, to whom we paid our most nn­dispensed to her gentlemen admirers, who were divideu attention. She returned our Jove, but un-numberless. We were not one. fortunately paid a similar comp!iment to many At the Rink we have a new lady skater; Miss

Mrs. Capt. Pool aBEiumed the character of"Topsy" others. The course of true love (?J ran smoothly Carrie Moore. Her evolutions are the very per­most admirably, and sustained her incognito for a time, when she returned to her home. sonifications of grace and elegance, and she is du­throughout the entire evening. Notwithstanding While there she met a gentleman of means, and ly appreciated, as may be observed from the in­the dusky hue of her complexion, she was con- fine persona.I appearance, who desperate!~ mad~ creased attendance. stantly snrrounded by admirers. love to her. Upon making mqmry she d1scove1- "The re is a charm about her,

Miss Jennie Buckler wore a very pretty fancy b b d lighted bis troth toafair inhabitant I really can't explain." Costume' consisting of a white silk skirt, short, ed lbat e a p • • b I . She is not beautiful, and her pedal extremities of New Yorl, but upon quest10nmg t e over trimmed with gold, and a rose silk overskirt, ditto. ' b 1. 11 d d the cbarae are not the smallest, but we are enchanted. Go

about it, be most emp a wa Y 6018 9 ' • . . . f Her blonde hair hung in graceful profusion about t r f bis irrevoca- and see her, dear reader, 11 you are an admirer o

and made renewed protes a ions O . • I artistw grace.

her delicately moulded shoulders. ble love. She _accepted him and rn due _ttme

Miss Emma Reichart was gorgeously arrayed as they were married. / . At the California, Emmet has made a success, "Joan of Arc," in gold armor and helmet, with a d ted f~ Europe leavmg

The happy bride epar r . . . the greatest that San Francisco has seen for many yellow satin skirt trimmed with gold. Her ad- her husband disconsolate, mournmg bis 1rrep~r- a day. "Fritz " is a play dif!'e~ent from any we mirers-happy fellows~were numbered in legion. able Joss. Scarcely had the good-byes been ~IO- have ever seen. It is wonderfully replete with

Mrs. C. Nutting, as "Maud Muller," was the H b d eivesanot1cehom · nounced,when M.r. us an rec heavy villains, there being no less than four. They best character of the evening, and we almost pie- t· th t she had com-his Ea.sternjiancee, sta .mg I a . are placed, however, in excellent hands. Messrs.

tured in our mind the beautiful ideal of Whittier. menced , proceedings against him for breach ol Carden, Mestayer, J:luckley and Thayer. The I She wore a short skirt of striped caiico, looped b I d h r

h t promiee, ' and furthermore, th ats e va ue e make-up of these gentlemen were good. '.!.'hose of up with pinJi: bows; a broad brimmed

straw a reputation and disappointment at th e moderate Messrs. Mestayer - and Buckley being especial!•·

trimmed with flowers and bunches of grain; and, J

appearing as though she bad just come from the sum of S25,000. . 1 1 startling. Go and see the wonderfuiplay ·of Dutch In a short time he received the necessary /}/ lingo, .Jakes and villains by all means.

fields, little bunches of straw clung t~ her rake. document, containing the whereases the why.,,T1d ____ , Her long bright hair streamed down to her waist, · 1 cl th c0m '

. d wherefores, the consequenthes, e c., an te r · The Zavistowskis-still, beating heart-are ht completing one of the moSt beaufaful an codm- plaint bas been filed in comt. A nice pie e 01' m Sacramento. A pantomime in perspec tive at the plete characters we ever saw. This lady most e- . • 't ·t? .

. th b t 8 telligence for Ins absent spouse, 1sn 1 Opera House-opera of "Orpheus" 1mmen se-servedly was awa

rded.

the pnze for d ~ :\ :: 1:i_ Well, such is life, such is man. 'rbey 'HI~-~ Carry the news to Mary at the Alhambra, im-

tamed lady character, a stone-carve 00

e' they can't help themselves. But is 1t th'l m n I menser-and Marriot fined $2,000, immen ses t. ued at $

60, I "M p t- fault if the ladies will fall in love with btm '\_R v HAL U. C. NATION.

. Mrs. Everett appeared 813 the po~u ar rs. ar , be! bein handsome and attractive? W -mgton, '' and was awarded the pnz~ for the second can he e ~nh g and disgusted de!endant, and best sustained lady character; a pair of enameJ,ed pity

th:a; ou :rt not lose the case.

bracelets, valued at $40. hope t Y __ _

Miss Evelyn Blethen appeared to good advan- The Ladies' Fair, for the benefit of the Episco-tage in a fancy dress of yellow satin, trimmed with pal Church Home, which was held at Pacific Hall bullion fringe. on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday evenings,

Harry Greene appeared as "Miami, tte Hunt• was a decided success, both pecuniarily and otb­ress of the Mississippi." His dress was red, em- erwise. We were there? Can you ask? Didn't broidered after the most approved Indian fashion, we go tu iuncb every day? Were we not the vie· with an immense amount of beads of every de- tim of the various finely concocted lit.tie schemes, scription. This young gentleman, in order to I to discover how much pocket money a fellow hacl? add to effect, pierced his ears, and wore a pair of We were that, but in justice to the ladies who ear-rings.. managed the affair, we can safely say that the

George Cobb appeared in a court costume of dealmgs of the fairies who waited and humbugged blue, trimmed with red, and carried off the prize the gentlemen in their small way, were much for the best gentleman skater. He was also pre- more fair in this Fair, than in others we have at­sented with the pair of silver-mounted skates, pre- tended, and in all fairness we will add that we were sented by Will & Finck, but not belioving that fairly carried away by the fairy smiles of some of he deserved them, he magnanimously presented the fair damsels. The little frauduJent schemes them to W. S. Lawton-good boy. were pretty well managed; for instance, a iady

Mr. Stubbs, as one of those by-Jove sort of fel- would approach a gentleman, anct request him to lows, was awardlld the second gentleman's skating purchase from her a nosegay for his button-hole. prize. The bargain being completed, a second lady would

Mr. Howard Taylor, as "Emperor Norton," most (by accident, of course) brush away the flowers deservedly received the first gentleman's prize, as from bis button-hole, and 1t became necessary to being the best sustained character. purchase a second, or perhaps a third. In our •

" The fiest part she essayed was'-' • .1 Gwynne; bt.i position seemed unlik_e that of the sentimentll. j "Hoping isa illll.l• rrvnege :--ana !"l cannot I after having seen Rose Evans m the part so re• young men°~ her _nal!ve Slate .. She hStened to curb your thoughts; bllt you do me honor in mak- I cently; the at:empt seemeil very unsatisfactory, _hi~ con~ersatwn W1th . ab~orbed mterest,_ and re• ing me their subject. Sllall we not return home? She was most ably supported by the company, Mr .. phed wit~ so much v1vac1ty and enthus1as~ that I t_is late and t_he dew has chilled me." McCullough doing his best, as only he can do,and I s!Je surpris_ed herseH. ~he was unused to it, and They wandered slowly back to the hotel, and in] every member of the stock did likewise. Mr. Car• th e novelt.) of the situatwn pleased her. a few moments parted. den's, record this week has been a very flattering It was evening, and they wandered along the Clara tripped gaily np the stairs to her room, one to him, and pleasing to the audience. As rocky cliffs which skirt the beach. The full with a lighter heart than she had ever known be­Macduff he surprised his most ardent admirers, moon's refulgence tran sformed the waves of the fure. She was supremely happy, for she believed and as to us-otu hair stood on end. Next week Aqanlic into a mass of glittering diamonds, and that Joe wasLthesubject of the mind-picture which we are to hear Mrs. Lander. r t he splash of the W"ves upon the rocks seemed to she had drawn. That he loved her she had no

murmur with a sound which would plunge most doubt, for had be not asked: ''May we not be ;:~ -:;r~~!ii'::~:ie young cour,les into ecstacies at the extreme ro- more than friends ·,' some day?" • Down at tbo Opera House mance of the surroundings. I With these ihoughts in her mind she sank into 'frying to make fun. But to Joe and. Ciara it seemed a very common• a happy slumber, and her dreams were all in some The pantomime was good, 'fhe acting made us weep, place atfair. The sea glittered as it had thousands w~y connected with Joe Fordham. But still we bad to laugh, o[ years before, and the waves had al ways made When Joe said good-nigbt , he wandered to the A.nd we laughed ourselves to i;leep. the same doleful, meaningless sound. billiard-room, where he met Harry Waller, who

Affairs from appearances, are happily occupy• ing thAir usual state of prosperity, and the aqua tic specimen of orinthology, still maintains its ac customed elevnted position, in point of fact, "every

. thing is lovely, and the goose hangs high." U. B. Q. U. !TO'l'B,

'l'{Rrmi'fFOR TBE GOLDEN ERA,

A BROKEN HEART. llY GRATTAN M. CLAY,

''Harry, that's a strange girl. heart?"

Has she a

They had, interested in their conversation, wan· der€d far from the hotel, and intuitively sought a resting-place among the reeks, It made a pleas­ing picture. Clara seated upon a rock with Joe at her feet, and the shadows of the overhanging o;iff surrounding but not enveloping them, lef1 room for the silvery moonlight to fall upon the two fl;;•

I ures. · They were silent for a time, absorbed in their

eyed him euspiciousl;y and eaid: "Back at last, eh? Well, it's time; you've been

gone two hours." "Couldn't help it, Harry. ·she Is a magnificent

• ·eature. "Ab, ha! and you are in love, too, I suppose?" "Irrevocably.'' "I don't believe it. Snob a rake as you in Jove?

Impossible." Joe did not venture a response, but muttered a

cool "good-night" and went to bed with the deter • mination of · winning Clara Lane, and he had strong suspicions that !tJve for him was lurking in her boscm. I

"If she has it must be one of flint." "Do you know I've half an idea of trying to

make an examination ?"

t own thoughts; but how vastly different. Clara's wandered far into the past, when her youthful fancy had drawn upon the t,blet of her mind, the picture of the man to whom she could give all of her affection, and devote heart and soul to his comfort. c ,uld ,this be he-this new acquaint-- The next ~orning Olara's smile of_ recogl:tition ance of tu-night? Could this be her bea•l ideal? for Joe suppr1sed all, an~ _the as~omshme~t was

"What do you medn ?'' She would wait and see and hope. 1 greater when she went r1dmg with him ahortly

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af1er breakfast. Was it a passing flirtation, or "She is beautiful, accomplished, wealthy. I am

young, in need of funds, and a rich wife would place me upon my pins again, in a financial point of view."

J oe wondere~ what woul~ be the better course was it to be a match? For several day the tu pursue to wm the bea~t1ful and wealthy priz 9, couple were together as much as possible, and for wm her he must. His musmgs were rnter- one day, while wandering along the shore, they rupted by: : came to the spot where they had engaged in th"!ir

"I see, now, what you mean; but could such a marriage make you happy?"

"Mr. Fordham, you have grown silent." ever-memorable first conversation. "The bea11t.y and romance of my present s1tua• As if by intuiti on, they found themselve, in

"Oh, nonsense! Marriage, nowadays, for love and hl\ppiness is a very rare occurrence. I can learn to love when lam married."

tion are food for thought, and my mind was en-- the same positions which they had occupied on grossed with it.' ' that occasion, and both were silent. Joe was the

"Of what were you thinking?" first to speak. ''Of you." "Do you remember this place, Clara?" "Well, you may make the trial, but you will "So dull and uninteresting a subject? I gave "Oh, yes; it is here that we had our first confi•

you credit for much more taste." dential chat," never win her."

"l will make the t, ial, and I never fail." The scene ia upon the verandah "of the Ocean

House at Newp1rt, in the month of August. The characters in the opening conversation, are Harry Waller and Joe Fordham, young men of station from New York,

•·The subject c~uld not IJe more interesting, ,, D~ you kr.ow that that was a happy evening Miss Lane, I assure you." (o me ?"

The eubject of their conversation was Miss Cla­ra Lane, a magniftceut brunette from Alabama, whose coldn6BB and seeming indifference for beaux, and in fact for att ention of any kind from anyone, was the subject of remark for all the snobs and gossips in the hotel.

"Now you are deECending to flattery, and that I do abhor most thoroughly."

"No, I do not flatter; such were my thoughts," ''Well, be it so, What were you thinking of

me?" "l was wondering how it could have been tb{t

my perception hail been so amiss." "Regarding whom?" "Yourself. To be plain, I had regardbd you as

a cold, haughty woman, whom no subj ·;ct could Still, there was a strange, fascinating look about interest, 9nd no sentiment move. On the contra•

this beautiful Southron, and an expression in her . ry, I find you susceptible of the most beaut iful piercing black eyes which betokened constancy sent iments of a true woman, 9Dd the interest and true womanhood. Hers, like many of her which you seem to take in the subject at issue, people, was a disposition which could seldom be- a.mounts almost to enthusiasm." c,]Ile entlmsiastic over any subject, but when "Thank you. I will be equally plain, and say once aroused, heart and soul seemed o be centred that I have been agreeably disappointed in you. upon the object of her thoughts. I took you at first sight for a coxcomb, and I find

Joe Fordham had seen, admired and coveted you a high-minded, polished gentleman ,1 lik~ her, Love was not in his nature, Probably he you exceedingly." would make a kind, indulgent husband, but a "Believe me, Miss Clara-I IJeg pardon, Miss lover, never. His disposition was a selfish one, Lane-'' which seemed to ignore the happiness or comfort "No, call me Clara, for we are sure to be of others, so long as his own desires were grati• friends.'' tied. , •Tbe privilege is a priceless one, and ypur opin-

Within an hoar from the period of the conver- ion of mil sh;;ll be most highly appreciated. May sation which opens our little story, Joe h1'il sue- we not be more than friends, some day?" ceeded in being presented to,Clara, and he imme- "We cannot prognosticate the future, and your diately commeLced his threatened operations for question is rather premature considering our

t:ihe seemed to know what was coming, and merely vouchsafed a monosyllable question.

"Yes?'' "Yes, for it was there that I firdt knew ~ true

woma.n-tLere that I first knew love. Now that we are here again, I will ask you if you can love me-if vou can be my wife?"

Oil, the happin ess of• that moment for.. her! I was the firdt dawning of that bliss of l;>lisses-true love. She could not speak; her hand oou_gb t his, ao d her answer was in her eyes as she placed her lovbly head on his breast and raised her beauti­ful Ii ps to hi s to be kissed,

It was all over. "Two souls with but a single thought,

Two hearts that beat as one," .,,, * ,. ., * *, * I

Six months have passed, and in one of ihe;lux, l urions parlors of the Fifth Avenue Hottl, in/fu w York, two young men are seated. Wh~t ar they saying?

a campaign against her so-called flinty heart. His 1 ;hort acquaintance." easy, graceful and gentlemanly manner impressed j. "l beg pardon for being so hasty, but y.ou can• Clara,faV'Orably, and his jovial high-spirited dio- ~ deny me hope.'.' .. . . .. . _ Ltime,

He had hithor[!."d h_1mse1~ to ue "'u~ave I At the Alhambra we 1orce<.1 a sm1,& me omet man, and capable of defendmg himself agam st night, a iabored sm_ile, but still a smile. Vivian the inroads of the most formidable burglar that.I pretty fair, Hernandez, ridiculous Martha Wren

The Fair-Orittepderr trial has at last terminated, ever existed; but now he entertained an opinion I a r ,tie beauty, but no singer, ~~d Collins pa; to the intense joy of the jurors, and the grief of quite the reverse. - beaucoup. _ __ the defendant. It was really amusing to see how "Shall I speak to him?" be thought. "No, be A gentleman, the other dav, made the remark frantically one and all of the unlucky and worn j will kill me-I shall feign sleep, and perhaps he I that in case llfrs. Fair co~mittec1 suic ide, she

I out tw~lve_ rushed for the door as soon as they will take what he _wants _and go away. _ W~at is he, would at the day of judgment engage llfr. Cook , were d1sm1ssed, and those who were so fortunate, doing now? He 1s puttmg bis hands Ill his pock- J and Lyford to prove that she was laboring under

(or unfortunate, as the case may be), as to be in I et-is it for a knife, or a bottle of chlorofofln? an aberration of the mind at the time of the com-happy (?J possession of a spouse, immedidely Oh, Heavens! it is chloroform! he is going to put mission of the act. Query: Would that get her• "went for" that article of household furniture, me in a trance. Shall I try to escape? No, he is into Heaven? with more ardor and affection than they had be- before the door-there! he is wetting a sponge- · trayed for years. he approaches the foot of my bed. I feel the

HAL U. 0. NATION, ~~~~~

We don't blame them at all, poor fellows; had deadly drug drop upon my feet-perspiration we the misfortune to be blessed with a similar ap- starts from every pore-he approaches me, and is pendage, we are slightly of the opinion that we ahnnt to nlace the sponge to my nose-no, he isn'1 should have acted likewise; but happily for onr 1-he go_es away again. 'rhank fortune! Can I not Affairs this week h ave been very dull , and the peace of mind we are not, for the green-ey~n stop this tremblmg? Why does my heart beat so space allotted to Feuilleton will necessarily be monster is not unknown to us, and should "e ,.,, d--d lond? The brute will hear me-but no, brief. Sometimes a fellow feels a sense ofuneasi­separated from our Kleiner frau for more thau he stands still. Ah! I have it; he has some con- ness come over him, which be cannot overcome, t)ll'ee weeks, said monster would have been aroused federates who are robbing the house clown stairs, and such a feeling has crept over us. Lovers, they to an alarming extent. and he i~ watching me, lest I should give the alarm. say, foe! th at way, but we feel likewise. ·

We have not as yet, heard of any fickleness on I'm mum." Brevity , they say, is the soul of wit, (or words the part of the wives of the jurors, but we can say The burglar stood in the mid<lle of the room, to that effect,) and we shall be brief but not solely without hesitation, that our opinion of the sex fixed_ as a statue, except when he stroked his beard, I witty; but we digress, and as procrastination is will not permit us to think but that they played or pwked Ins teeth, which operation our hero the root of all evil, we will not digress further. 1

while the cat was away. heard distinctly performed. · _ _ Forgive us, ladies; no oJfonce we hope, we ~ere • "What a colcl blooded scoundrel," be thought ;' Dick H. School Director Sinton bas got his

ly expressed an opinion. "He actually picks his teeth while contemplating "back up" about an article which appeared in the ___ J murder. Heavens! I am going lo faint with fright. Chronicle some time since, and the other day

We have had a myriad of pic -nics last week, and

I Horrors! what if he should c11t my throat while I Charles and Michael, (or Harry) De Young, were

we noticed with pleasure that the Hoodlums were am asleep!'' arrested under fivEJ indictments for libel. It seems not so rampant as they have been of late, for they Such fancies as these filled his burning brain, to us that Dick must have stretched the article remembored with fear and trembling that some until in desperation, he seizes a boot, (No. 13) and very much in order to find five distinct clauses of their illustrious order were summarily disposed hurls it at the intruder. A fall is heard, and the which would justify a suit for libel. The oc101· of of by the Sheriff of San Jose. They gazed upon hero jumps out of bed to finish the villain with a small-sized carnivorous quadruped, commonly the scene very quietly, and one would actually lhe other boot. But he can fi11d nothing except a called a mice, comes wafted to our olefactory or­have taken them to be men. mirror upon Iha floor, which is broken to pieces gan. Lake don't like the Chronicle pretty much.

On Monday the San Francisco Hussars gave 1 by the blow which it has received from the boot. So don't Dick. Dick (at least so we suspect) one of the most enjoyable pic-nics we have had. Here was a qnandary. asked Lake to become imbibiously inclined tor a A lady could enjoy herselfwithcut being in danger "How the deuce," he thought, "could the fel- few moments, as he bad words for his prirnte ear. of the msults of that species of animal commonly low have gotten out without my seeing or hearing Dick informed the worthy official that the Chroni­called "Hoodlums." him ? llfercy ! H was a ghost! But why should cle was obnoxious. Lake dittoed and said .hat

The Odd Fellows' Pic-nic, at Alameda on Wed- a ghost take a knife and a bottle of chloroform one indictment for libel was not sufficient, but nesday, was the crowning event of the season, as from his pocket? I think I had better go to bed could he have the De Youngs indicted upon four was the unanimous verdict of all who participated again, and await my fate. Horror! there he comes or five charges, he would have him up for six in the festivities of the occasion. again. He will surely kill me this time for at- monihs on each charge. Thi s is what we conjec-

The throng was simply immense, and still one tacking him. Ah, he raises his dagger; I must ture, for the affair scents strongly of the ;;forosaid coulc1 not hear a murmur, all appeared to enjoy 'd ie--I am speechless--mercyl'' diminut.Ive qu~druped. themselves. The number of "loving couples" Re fainterl away, and when he again awoke to Now we don't wish a fellow being any harm, but was not less great than upon former occasions by consc1011soess, he perceived the same sombre fig- should the literary brothers become ensconsed in any means; and were we not opposed to mention- ure sta~ding _i~ the middle of the room, with hii the Hotel de Broadway, we should be really sorry . ing names, "we could a tale unfold which would a,m still uphfted, as though to strike, should ou11 However, we Hhould doubt our ability to weep harrow np,'' etc. hero give the alarm. upon the subject, sad though it may be. I

The Hews ton Rifles also gave a pic -nic, which He de-· med it most prudent to keep siient, a.nc1 though last, is not by any means the lea.st among trembling he watched the spectre, burglar , or what Lotteries are on the rampant at pre•ent; thoy the events of the week. ever the thin,: might be. are all over the country, notwithstanding tho ad•

The gray streaks of morning began to steal in verse laws. Governor Haight sort of "put his A young gent of this city, who from his oirn ac- at the wmdow,and still the burglar remained. But foot into it" when he "snspenc1ec1 rulGs" in the

count is not by any means wanting in bravery, re- no--it is not a burglar; it is but a shadow cast by case of tho llfercantile Library. lated to us an account of an encounter with a the moonlight upon the wall. The Golden City has instituted a new dodge, burglar, which leaves some doubt in our mind as Our hero felt much disgusted as well as reliev- whereby they may procure ten thousand subscrib-to his valor. ed at this discovery, and assures us that the next era. 'l'hey say it is the great ambition of their

A few eveni,ngs ago he -retired with a confused time a burglar en tors hi8 room he will attack life to have a circulation of ten thousand. mind. Now we do not presume to accuse the him, althcugh he Le as "big as a church door." · young man of imbibious proclivities, for we have MoRAL.-lmbibiousness produceth night-mare. Miss Carrie Moore, Urn Plymptonist, is becom-it from h1'mself that he has "swor·ed oft'" b t ing more and more of a favorite ernry day. She ; u we Emmet's success at the California continu-merely take the liberty of form 1·n" a p · t · has been honored with an encore at almost every

o nva a opm- ed undiminished until the close of the week, when ion which we will keep to ourselves H assemblage, and most deservedly, too, for her poses , · a p0r- his engagement closed. He may now have lar-formcc1 his evening devotions, and in a short time t' h and gyrations are marvels of artistic gracefulness. ,

t · bl" f yngy is to is heart's content. That complamt All lovers of tru e art should visit the rink, and was "wrap m iss ul slumber." 'ca n ue procuec1 in its most accept11ble form at

At midnight someth1"ng awoke h,·m h Id O those who do not have no such taste. A Carnival is ; a cou scar Lewis's in the Lick Honse, at twenty-five

not think what it was, but he seemed filled with cents per glass. spoken of to come off some time next month. At terror which the presence of a stranoer 1·n the O least the worthy President, Mr. Broderick, hints

, o n Monday evening, Miss Imogene Vandyke room often inspires one with. Upon looking out (lllrs. o. V. D. Hnbbari!)wlll make her debut as at it with a "bland" smile, and we would "gam-into the darkuess of his chamber, he perceived lllanca in "Fazio; or, The Italian Wife," follow'ing ble" on what he says· En avant! • the unmistakable outlines of a man's form, whose on Tuesday evening with "Lady Macbeth.,, She I gigantic proportions so terrified him, that his flesh has been under the abla tu telaga, of llfesers. Mc­crept, and he felt his hair gradually ''stand on Oullough and Sedlay Smith,a.nd will certainly be a end, like quills upon the fretful porcupine." J euccess.

At the California this week, th e attraction has been llfies Imogene Van Dyke, although we are sorry to say that the attraction was not a. success­

, ful one, either to the management or the act1·0r,B,

the effect 61 silcll a, c se wo'ii'Ic[;6e he had no for a moment considered; but, meeting a new face in his own circle, he imagined himself in love, and baois!Jed from his heart the expectant soul who laogoi shed for him far away in sunny Ala­bama. To Harry's remark he petti shly r et Jrted:

"Oh, don't give me a lecture 011 t ile sobj bct for H eaven's sake! I have thought of my blind folly a thou sand times, and it is not necessary to fling it in my face at every opportunity. CJ,.ra bas ere this, no doubt, piq aed at my silence, ceased to tlliok of me."

"No, Jve; you are wrong. Her ardent South­ern temperament can but ill-withstand t :,e shock consequent upon such treatment as you have offered her, She will never recover from it, and it may kill her,"

"Oh, nonsensei'' " Scoff it as you may; but you will one day dis

cover the truth of what I say, and be sorry for it. Good night."

"Good night." And then he thought. His mind wandered to

the moon-lit beach at Newport, when he first , , looked mto the pure, constant soul of CI~ra Lane.

Prob•bly he had done wrong; he should have

I consulted the futuro, yhether or not he really intended to fulfill the promises which he then made. But then she was far a.way, an might forget him. Others had recovered from a~tac,ks

1 of Jove, and why not she? Then, lighting a cigar, he sauntered out into the street, and the subj ect -of Clara was baniiihed entirely from his mind.

False, fickle-mind ed m ~nl Like too many of h is sex, he bad been, by his own conceit and the sight of a pret ty face, tempted to gain a loving heart; and, he.ving succeeded, as qujckly ca.:;t it from him. With the betrothal kiss still burning on his lips-with the happy glances from those beautiful eyes still lingering in his soul, he had plighted himself to an other. Well, there is a. re­ward registered for him in Heaven.

* * * * * * A pale face, which the lurid glare of the l!etting 8un could scarce tinge, looked out upon the ca.Im, tropical waters from the bay wind ows of a South­ern mansion, and a tear gathered in her sad, bla c k eyes. The aoxivus form of a dotin 9 ~mother

, is beij ide her there, and, with a ten er voice, she 1 speaks:

" Cileer up, Clara darling 1 despond. Never fear 'but you will from him."

"An, mother, I begin to doubt now. Four months have passed without a word from him. Oh, how could he treat me thus? and I thought him so pure, so noble, so good."

And could thi s pale, ema ciated creat ure be

and matohlees lip hact- ceasecrto quiver :- She I fell l:IA!lk into her chair like one dead.

.. My darling!" exclaimed :Mrs. Lane, "what is the matter? Do not let the treatment of such a scoundrel -"

•· Stop, mother. No, do not ring; there is no necessity. Not a word againet him-for, if he was false to me, he is still my idol. Do not send for any one. Stay with me. See, the sun is set­ting, and with Ho going will cease the beating of my poor broken heart.

Th1e son set; and scarce had it disappeared be­

hi!ld the western hills when Clara spoke: "Good-bye, mother, darling. The sun has set,

i.nd I am going . . You may see him-my Joe­~ome day, and do not reproach him. Tell him that I forgave him, aud died with his name upon my lips. Don't ory, sweet mother. Kiss me. 'Utere, take that to Joe -the last I ever sent. Now one to keep for yoorself. Darling, dearest mother-dear-old-Joe-good-bye. I come."

It was all over, The beautiful form was still forever; the pale, ead lips were half-opened, as though muttering the holy name of her Redeemer; the raven eyes were closed in death; the once happy spirit had returned to Him who gave it life, and her _pure, trusting, confiding spirit was released from the cares of this world. Her . slight­ed heart was broken.

MY CHOICE, Yell, I know th ere are stains on my carpet­

'1 be traces or small muddy boots ; And I see your fair tapestry glo ,vmg

All spotless with blossoms and frui\ ! And l know that my walls are drsngurcd

\\ itb prints of srnall fingers and hanc1,·; Ancl I see that your own househ9'.U ,,hiteuess

All fresh in its purity stands. Ye~, 1 know my" bl~ck walnut" is battered

And dented by many small heels, While your own pollshed stai,•;vay, all perfect,

Its smooth, shining surface reveals.

And I know that my parlor is littered \\ 1th many odd treasures and toys,

While your own is tn daintiest otder, Ubharmcd by the presence or boys!

And I know that my room ts invadeJ Quite bolrtly all hours of the day,

While you sit in your own uomoles,ed, And dream the soft quiet away!

Yes, I know I have Jackets that wear out, And buttons that will never st~y,

While yon can embroider at leisure, And learn pretty arts of crochet.

And I know there are lessons in spelling, Which I must be patient to heltr,

While you can sit do1vn to your novel, Or turn the last magazine near.

1 Otara Lane, the bri ght, m agni ficent belle of six m onth s ag ,? One would scarcely liave kn own her, she was so chang ed. The proud, queenly j c _,·ri aJe was gone, ber cheek was sunk en, and the b right, piercing glanc e of her bea uti.ful eyes had

I chang ed to one of care and anxie ty. !

Yes, I know there are four little beadsteads Where I must stand watchful each night,

While you may go out in your carnage,, Aud flash in your dresses so bright!

Now, I think I'm a neat little woman­I like my house orderly, too;

And I'm fond of all dainty belongings­But I wouldn't change places with yon.

No, keep your fair home with its order, Its freedom from trouble and noise,

Anrt keep your own fanciful leisure But give me ruy four splendid boys! A serv ant entered with a letter.

" Thank God ! At last- at las t! O.l!.,..l_kpew lie! ' eould not forsaka me!" And with impatient avid-

ty she tore open the Anvelupe. What could the letter contain which caused her

form to quiver and her pale face to grow a~ white the umrodden snow? r:lhe sank into a. chair d excl imed: " .M otller, read!" • • Mre. Lane took t !ie lett sr and commenced:

"MI •S LANE: I waa blind and foolish. Forgive me-forgive me, if, by the enchantment of your company and your incomparable beauty, I wa.s for "mom<>nt carried away. I have disc .,vered tha.t I do not love you, and am shortly to be m~rried t6 the loveliest of women. Pardon my seemmg neg­llgeuoe, and forgive and forget

"JOSEPH FORDHAM ,"

Clari' did not speak; not a tear was in her eyes, ,. __ -

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GALLIMAUFR Y .

BY A PE!t!PATETIC "SN ,\PPER- UP Ob' UNCON­

SIDERED TRIE'LES."

Beecher-Tilton. Oh, shame, where is thy sting? Oh,

blush, where is thy victory? The sting of

1, shame is lost, the loss of blush is the Law. • Deliver me from Beechers, and mak e me not I a rebuke unto the Tiltons. Seriously, though,

why not "give us a rest" upon the no-lon ger interesting subject of the aforesaid scandal? "The offence is rank, and it ,mells to heav­en," but they can't prove it. \.Vhy then not administer a rebuke to the naughty Henry, watch its effect, and let him go wash, and when his face is clean, you shall see whether he blushes or no. For, in the worJs of the Scripture, "\.Vhen th9u with rebukes dost chasten man for sin, thou makest his beauty to consume away like as it were a moth fret­ting a garment." That's the way to do it; consum e Henry's beauty, then no more Mrs. Tilt ons will seek ministerial advice in their husba nds' libraries. Will they do this, the invest igat ing committee? Of course not; they will brin in a verdict of saintly inno·

· cence, recommending howeve1· that he will not Beecher-Tiltonize for the future. 'l'hey will "Spare him a little that he may recover his strength, before he goes hence, and be no more seen."

I have been rather profuse in Scriptmal quota tions, but the subject demands it, for L itt letons and Digests should not be resorted to for authorities, in defence of this great and good man. A coat of tar and feathers, how­ever, would probably be the better way of exculpating him.

A Local Prospect. A farmer from Contra Costa county came

clown th e other day, and, in conver sation with the writer, inadvertentl y let out that he had a "little Beecher-Tilton row" in his own family, the "spi ritual adviser" being none other than the parish priest. I

"Are you going to demand an inve stiga-tion?" I asked, quizzically. I

"Investigation be blowecl! · I was goin' to 1

investigate how strong his back was, but he I wasn't wuth it , so I come to 'Frisco to have Judge D---e investigate it for me, so's to give my wife the right to take advice from I whom she darn pleases." ,

There may be some fun afoot - who knows?

Base-Ball. The base-ball fever has in a measure re­

vived, and severa l "swe ll clubs" have been organ ized, A match was played on Satm­day last betwee n th e Grand Centra l nine of Oakl and, and the Occidentals of California stree t . The former is t he swell • nihe - pai· excellence-be ing composed of the ''mashers" of the above named hotel; while the latter ar e youn g stock brokers . . ·

The G. C.'s played somewliat as though th ey could br eak hearts much more readily than bats , and the O.,'s catch flats much bet­ter than th ey do fly-balls. Their games, however , ar e the source of much grl',tificati on t o th e ladies, who can choose a w~ll-shapecl beau from among the very, very ·tiljh! \y-uni­form ecl base-ballists. Finely-shaped 1e~s are at a very high premium, howeve1', conse-J

'1,uently there is much competition among the fair sex. Then the boys bet on results, catches and home runs, which is very excit­ing and remunerative to some.

It was the reverse with lilll, for whenever I bet on a run it was an out ; if I wagered a dollar or two on a fly-ball the fielder muffed it; if I "coppere cl" the 1st base, and playe<l the 3d "straight up," the striker was sure to make his 1st and be put out on the 3d. And if a man did happen to reach the home base he was judged out on some technicality which ' I could not understand, and a bat could not batter into my head. Some fellows were pleased. I wasn't. I came home in the dumps, and found my exchequer depleted to the extent of twenty cents, a pawn ticket and a postage stamp, aggregating in all some ninety-three cents. The "other half" of me insisted that it was all for the best.

But I think she must have been misguided by a misconstruction of some of her Sunday school precepts. I told her that I wasn't looking for best ; better was enough for me, or even good. The positive degree is sure, while the com para ti ve and superlative are glaring uncertainties, to me at least. I'll sell out my chance in them for four bits, or its equivalent in trade. I think when I bet on base-ball again I will bet both ways and get a friend to buy up my opponents' wagers cheap. I'll g,;,t my money back anyway ­maybe worse.

The Hoodlums. It is refreshing to nervous persons to read

of the almost daily onslaughts of that can­tankerous reptile, called Hoodlums, upon suffering humanity. Two murders last week, and many more chivalric exploits this week, which if not as severe, are none the less rep­rehensible. There is no part of the city which is not infested with this pestilence. It

· is seen in various forms. On the corner of Bush and Kearny streets, and near the Opera House, it assumes the form of bad amateur song and dance men ; out towards Polk street it is fearfully organized into a most agonizing band of marauding .serenaders ; south of Market street, and east of Seventh, it is a horde of bandits, and west of that, it is to be found in all its interesting varieties. There seems to be no antidote for it. Even Cockrill's pronunciamentos don't suggest anything. It may be inciting rebellion, and the above worthy may "snatch" me for sedi­tion, but the only preventive and cure for this ravaging disease, is a revival of the Vig­ilantes of '56, then it can be swept into the bay, sent off :on steamers and ships; or the easiest and most economical way would be to

1 turn every lamppost into a gibbet. It may be all very well to preach law and order, but I'll wager a Farralone egg to a pickled pig's foot that I am right.

Flatlight Fooshes. Lotta kicks up her heels, fingers the •"ere­

, mona" and plays her pieces to the evident de-· light of large audiences. •

Buckley punched Charley Schroder, at the California, last week, and plays at Ma­guire's this. Wonder what's the reason?

"Arrah na Pogue!" Grammercv! Wheat­leigh, what are you about? You'll "kill

, yourself dead," if you are not careful. - you have played three engagements of it here, now, and that's twice too much.

We welcome the advent of that dramatic nudity, "The Black Crook." The other

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FA.UGH !-A. BA.LLA.D.

I want to be an Agent, And like Agent stand,

An old plat in my forehead And a new play in my hind.

I want to be an Author, And like an Author swear

That all I write is new and bright, Although old scenes are there.

I want to be an Author, And fl.ood the stage with plays,

As balky a.ii Tim Dillon's mare, And some poor actor haze.

I want to be an Agent, And like an Agent ride

Upon the back of some poor "star'' And all hiil "stamps" divide. Su DONIIII,,

I want to be an Agent To some dramatic star;

Ir he'Jl give me a certainty In Irish plays, "I'm thar;"

Then right beside the box•sheet, So pompous and so stout,

I'd pocket the certainty Altho' my boss was out-(of pooket.)

I want to write a drama, With rebels and with club&­

l'll never mind tho critics, Nor sundry dirty rubs;

I'll never steal a good thought, But poor ones won•t be m1ss"d;

What If my star prlnolpal Be ridiculed or hlss'd?

Oh no! I'd never tire, While some one play'd my muddle,

Till he sank beneath the weight. .And both roll' d tn a puddle.

I'm bound to be an Agent­I've got the avoirdupois;

Will somebody befriend me And act my Irish "ploys?" -N.B.

THE "REFUG~ES" RIDE.

In his room in New York-the real date Is untold­Bringing the dramatist visions of gold, A ship, which from far-distant England came, Brought an Irish comedian-Barry by name­Whose steppings we~e high on the ladder of fame, And the dramatist said: "I'll make use of the same, I'll get on his back with a beautiful play, And ride him thousands of miles away."

And stronger still to the dramatist came The conviction to use the comedian's fame, For he said: "My great talent must take a new phase­New-Yorkers are tired of my soul-stirring plays, And Emmet won't carry me longer, he says; So this new horse I'll break in, and ride him so gay, To 'Frisco-three thousand miles away!"

Now there is a street In New York town Called Broadway, from "Wallack's" leading down­.A.nd one day was seen on this crowded ~treet The author to pass, with his pulse fever heat, And the actor he chanced In the roadway to meet; And he said, "I'm an author, my plays you can't beat;I You're a fine willing horse, now I'll give you a play, And ride you thous,nds of miles away."

The contract was made, and their trunks they did pack, And the dramatist got on the poor actor's back; And he rode him, &ud rode him, till weary of breath The poor actor sank down, fairly ridden to death. For his talents were good, yet the plays didn't take, And the dramatist held all his talent at stake; He cursed every ·llne of each Int.moue play, And wished this big dramatist ten soas away.

Now the dramatlct's hard on the poor llttle horse, And shouldn't r!ie him to death, as a matter of course; The actor must Jill 'neath the great weight he bears­A dramatist vendng his lll•wrltten wares. When the actor )as travelled a season or two, And has played fl• fat dramatist's pieces all through, He'll be wiser an! better, wlll tear up each play, And throw them,en th~usand miles away.

X LEX TALIONIS.

An Eye fur an Eye, and ll Tooth for a Tooth:

Hector A. Stuart's Reward for the Com• phmentary Stanzas of Last Sunday.

Who's such a very funny youth, Makes far-fetched jokes and rhymes uncouth_? Who sees all faults save his, in sooth?

HEO STUA:RT, Who, not many years ago, Did fillibust in Mexico­Diil'st feel Byronic to do so,

HEO STUART? Who criticised an artist sore, Full twenty-seven times, or more? The 'artist, .though, settled the score:

BEC STUART. I was the artist that did paint A picture of street-praying quaint, And Hector was the middle saint: ·

HAllRINGTON. My fire Promethian may shine; My sire-well, call a monkey mine, And thou mayst have an ass for thine:

KENDALL,

Thou say'st I belhw. Faught-away! I'd rather do that, any day-For thou can's! nothing do but bray:

BOWMAN,

A fraud? Thou mouse, why sbould'st thou squeal· We-frauds, we grant-well-fed will feel Wilen thou can'st not earn a square meal:

BRET HARTE.

While midst the British snobs I revel, I read, with locks a la dfahevel, Thy trash, and say, go to the-dickens:

CHARLES WARREN STODDARD,

Dost wonder that I suffer pain? How can I help a weary strain? ·Oh, Hector, don't do sich again!

INA COOLBRITH,

You've missed me, Hector, to your cost­Me, who has admired you most; You do not know what you have lost:

Mm, ELIZA E. ANTHONY,

Just wait, and we will put you through; Why didn't you puff up us, too? Ys0u bet your life, we'll ,put yo'l through:

OUTRAGED ROT-WRITERS OF THE PACIFIO COAST.

Though, noble friend, thy puff was manly­Myself and pard were tickled grandly-But you forgot to put in Stanly:

FITCH,

Thou know'st my name-how could'st thou pass it, Perhaps that puff was mine, signed BasseU; If not, know thou my name is

MASSETT,

Most kindest Hee, thou dost me proud l'o praise my plays in thunder loud; But why put me in such a crowd?

BAUSMAN, Enough, Reotor!-enough! enough! Really, you flatter; but what stuff! If you can't paint, well, you oa.n puff!

ROWENA GRANICE,

Now, dash my tarry toplights, bully, We'll splice the main-brace oft, my cully, You paint my fignre•head so fully :

CAPTAIN ROGERS,

You've shown my traits in many ways; .But thou'st forgotten the green baise-Why did'st thou not extoll my plays? \JOHNS,

My piety you reoogniz~; Thanks; but, ob, friend, my "wicked eyes!'' I'm wed, so gals can't magnetize

CLAY GREENE,

Now, darn it, Hector; curse the luck; Why bore me with such sorry truck? Because I do not care a

Inventors' friend? Yes, I intend Something for thee to reoommend­Invent some letter soreed, my friend:

I gave no morai for last week.

SCHUCK,

DE.WEY,

You say I'll get a beating. My! Do you wish to illume mine eye? Thou'dst .better not, friend Hector, try:

1 'Tis here: If you calumnies speak, Expect some one to vengeance wreak:

CALIBAN, DAN BERRY,

You nasty thing! I've had my cries out, But have not yet had my surprise out; When I see you I'll tear your eyes out:

OLIVE Il;ARPER,

I'll have thee~in my play, thou mope, With the first villain thou shalt cope-He'll stab thee with a bar of soap:

SHAKSPEARE , JoEL A, A, AMOS,

No such thing, you horrid Thug! I wish a bear'd give you a hug; My nose ain't Greeiau-it's a pug! \

I ADDIE,

I do feel blinder than a mole-I'd Itke to hear my death-bell toll; I'll go and creep through a knot-hole:

HECTOR A. STUART,

One of my unimposing feet Shall oue day give you a rare treat­They'll run against your trousers' seat:

Ross BROWN, You insult us and call it-fun, You fillibu9terio g son of a gun; Now, blest if we don't make you run:

MANY PREACHERS,

-Call fists mv prose, you puffed-up frog! I'll lay you flatter than a log, Be yon the proze-magnetized dog:

· THOMPdON.

Your insult has not made me quail; Crawl in your shell, as does a snail, And let me olip your lengthy tail:

CORRY S, PoNDENT,

We'll fixyoq, Bee, for missing us; Wer't nJ\ for our just finished muss, With yiu we'd raise another fuss:

CHRONIOLE EDB, J _

Dramatic Melange. - San Francisco has every r'6ason to be proud

of her native-born star, Miss Maggie Moere, who, with her talented husband, Mr. J. C. Williamson, has just finished one of the most successful en­gagements ever played in tho Salt Lake Theatre . They were comparatively unknown there, and it was not necessary to resort /.o flaming 'posters aud thousands of; photographs in order to gain pres­tige. Aftar the first night their popularity was eiltablished, and the receipts steadily increased each evening, and, upon their last performance, were three times as large as those of the first night-each night's receipts averaging $500. On the fourth night of the engagement, while Mr· and Mrs, W. were in their dressing-room, t1:tey were appros.ched by the supers and utility-men of the theater, who presented them with a gold brick, handsomely chased and bearing the inscription: "To Miss Maggie Moore- from the boys of the Salt L1ke Theatre." On the last night they re­ceived a large silver brick from the patrons of the theatre. It is pleagant t-0 add that they gained the respect and esteem of all with whom they came in contact, and find their bank account in• creased by a cool thousand.

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ij_ __ P THE GHOST THAT JlM SAW.

BY BRET HARTE.

[KansAS Paclflc Ra!lway.J 1873.

"Why, as to that," eo.id the engineer, "Ghosts ain't thlogs we are apt to fear,

. Spi:rits don't fool wttb levers much, ' And thl'Ottle-valves don't take to such;

And e.sfor Jim-i What happened to him , Was one-half !act and t'other hal! whim!

1 Rnnn!ng one night on the line he saw

j tu~f%~e t~ep~~~n~fttt:n~~~~{Ji~~ce Came a drunken man with no more sense

Than to drop on the rail, ]'lat as a tia11,

, As Jim drove by with the midnight mall.

Down wlth the patent•. Steam reversed. Too late! for there came a 4 thud.' Jim cursed, As his fireman, there in the ca.b with him

' Kinder started ln the face of Jim . And says. ' What now?' Says Jim, ' ·What now!

I've Just run over a man-that's how!'

The fireman stared at Jim. They ran Back~ bnt they: never found house nor ma.n-

f1~1S1·~~~ctgJe~lt~1~e'\~~~io smlle-'l'hen on he tore , Ten mile or more,

1 In quicker time t~an he'd made afore.

Would you bel!eve it!-the very next nlgbt Up rose that house in the moonlight whik; Out comes the chap and drops as liefore. Down ,oes the brakes, and the rest encore -

1 And so, in fact, Each night that act

Occurred, till folks swore that Jim was cncked.

Rumph! Let me see; it's a year now, most That I met Jim, East, and saxs, 1How's your ghost?'

, ' Gone,' says Jlm; 'and more, it's plain That ghos~ don't trouble me ago.in;

I thought 1 sh-0ok That ghost when I took

1 A place on an Nastern line-but look:

Wbat should I meet the first trlp out,

\ But that very house that we talked about , r

. And that self-snme man? 'Well,' suy5 I, 'I guess

l It's tlmc to qult this yer foolishness.' ( So I crnmmed on steam,

'When there came a scream . From my fireman-and it broke my dream-

' You've k11led somebody!' Says I, 'Not much; I've been tbar often and thar ain 1t no Such,

I And Il'?W Pll prove it .' Dack we ran , kAnd-darn my slrin!-but thar was a man

On the rail, dead, Smashed in the hend-

1:,Now I call thn.t meanness!' That's all Jim said.''

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THE OUTCAST. Foun!:l dllad ! dead a~ne !

Tb!e're Was nobody near, nobody near, When the Outcast died 011 her pillow of stone­

No m~tl:ier, no brother, no sister de~, }{ot a trienclly voice to soothe or cheer

,7 N~t a w_atching eye, nor a pitying te~r; 1

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,,--Oh-!_ the city slept, when she died alone, in the roofless street, on a pillow of stone,

Many_ a weazy<lay went by, , _While "'.retched and worn she begged for bread, T1red of Life, and longing to lie

Peacefully down with the silent dead• Hunger and cold and scorn and pain, '

_Had wasted her form and seared her brain, •;rin,at la:st on a bed of-frozen ground

With :a pillow of stone was the Outc~t found.

Found· dead! • dead and alone On,a pillow of stone, -in the 'roofless street;

:Nobody heard her last faint moan · Or•knew when her sad heart ce;sed to beat•

:J•fo,mourner lingered with tears or sighs, ' But the stars looked down with pitying eyes,

,.And the chill winds passed with a wailing sound ' O'er the lonely spot where her form was found.

Found dead! . yet not alone; _ There was somebody near-aye, He was near ·WIJ() suffered no man to cast the first stone,

When an Outcast 'erst shed a repentant tear. Perhaps he beheld that grief and despair

Perhaps on His feet fell her floating halr l<'or~iven, and snatched from·the edge of t'he pit,

With Rahab and :Mary in Heaven to sit.

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1, ANNIE AND "Vl"ILLIE'S PRAYER. They were soon lost in slumber, both peaceful and What pre sents old San ta OJaus had brought in the deep, - ht

BY MRS, SOPHIE 1', SNOW, And with fairies in dreamland were roaming in : (Just;; thing s th at they wante~) and l o b i sleep. _ e e ore

[Uthe earnest request of several members of Eight ni·n d th 1·ttl F h 1 k h d k light : 'ten e, an 8 i e renc c oc a strnc "An d now," added Annie, i!I voice soft and low, the "Bohemian Club," and many admirers, .M.r. Le · M • h h ' · "Yon,11 believe ther e's a Sant-II Clau s papa I

w1s orrison as anded to "THE GOLDEN Ere the father had th ought ol his children again; know ," ' ' En.1." the fdlowing beautiful Poem, made popu- He sesei· mhss now to hear Annie's half-suppressed Whi'e dear lit tle Willi e climbed up on his kne e, lar in th18 city 0 Y Mr, Morrison's exquisitely g • De ' e:mlned no fecrot between them ehould be charming recitation on several occasions:] And to eee the big tears stand in Willie's blue '

'Twas the eve before Christmas, "Good-nigh&'' ey6s, bad been said, • •I w1,s harsh with my dar!ingR," he mentally said,

And Annie and Willie had crept into bed; ' · And should not have sent them so eaily to bed: There were tears on their pillows, and tears in But th en I was troubl ed; my feelings found vent,

their eyes, For bank stock to-day bas gone down ten per ,cent. And each litt ,le bosom was heaving with sigM, But of course they've forg o!ten their troubles ere For to night their stern father's command had this,

been given And th.i.t I denied th em them the thrice-a sked f0r

Thal they •bould retire precisely at seven- kis s: Instead of eight-for they troubled him more But just to make sure, l'll Ete al up to the door, With questions unheard of than ever before, Fur 1 never spoke har sh to my darli ngs before," He told them he thought this delusion a sin-- So saying, he softly ascended the stair s, No such creature as "Santa Claus" ever had been•- And arriv ed just in time to hear bet h of their And he hoped, after this, he should . nevermore pr ayer s;

hear His Annie"s "Bless Papa" drew forth the big

How he scrambled . down chimneys with presents tea rs, each year, And Willie's gravi, promise fell sweet ; on his ear@. And this was the reason that two little beads Strange-strange-I'd forgotten," said he with a So restlessly tossed on their soft, downy beds, sigh, Eight, nine, and the clock in the steeple tol:ed I "R ew I loved when a child to have Christmas

ten , draw nig h, Not a word had been spoken by either till then, I 'll atone for my har sbne s•," .he inwardly said, When Willie's sad face from the blanket did peep, " By an swering their prayers ere I sleep in my As he whispered, "Dear Annie, is 'ou fas aseep?" bed." "Why, no, brother Willie," a sweet voice replies, 1'hen tu r ned to the stair s and softly wen t down, "I've tried .it in vain, but I can't shut my eyes, Threw oft" velvet slippers and silk dres sing-gown, For somehow it makes me 80 sorry becau se Donned hat, coat and boot8, and went out in the Dear papa has said there is no 'Santa Claus.' street-Now, we know there is, and it can't be denied, A milli onaire facing the cold dr iving sleet I For he came every year before mamma died; Nor stopped be unlll he had bought everything , But., then, .rve been thinking that she used to Fr om the box full of candy to the tiny gold rmg;

pray, l udeed ha kep t addi ng so much to his store

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And GJd would hear everything mamma would 'l'h at the various prern n ts ou tn umbered a s~ore; say, Th en homew ard he tu rn ed, with his holid ay load, .

And m .. ybe she asked Him to send Santa Claus And wit h Aunt .Mary 's help, in the nur sery 'twas hue stowed.

With the sack full of presents he brought every Miss DvJ!y was seated c eneath a pine tree year.'' By the bide of a table spread out for her tea;

"Well, why hn't we pay dest as mamma did den, A wo1k-box well-filled in the c~n tre was laid, And a•k Dud to send him wi th pesen ts aden?" And on it the ring for which Anlli e bad prayed; "I've been thinking so too," and without a word A soldier in unifo rm stood by a sled

more ' •With bright, ~bining 1unners, acd all painted

Four little bare feet bounded 0ut on the floor, red." And four little knees the soft carpet pres sed, There were balls, dogs and horses, books pleasing And two tiny hands were clasped close to each to see,

breast. And birds of all colors were perched in the tr ee; "Now, Willie, you know we mu st firmly bel eive While Santa Claus, laug hing, sto od up in the top, That the presents we ask for we're su re to rec eive, As if getting re ady more pre sen ts to drop. You must wait just as still till I say I Amen,' j And, as the fond father the picture survey ed, And by that you will know your tu rn has come He thought for his trouble he had amply been

then. pa ic ; Dear J esus, look down on my brother and me, And be oaid to him self as he bru shed off a tear, And grant ns the favor we are asking of Thee. "I'm happier to-nig Lt th an I've been for a year; I want a wax dolly, a tea-set and ring, I' ve enj oyed more true pleasure th an ever before. A.nd an c,bony work- box th at shu ts with a spring. 1' ua\ care I if bank stocks fall te a per cent. more? Bless papa, dear Jesus, and cause him to see H ere after 1'11 w ake it a rule, I believe, That Santa Olaus loves us far beLter than he; To have Santa Claus visit us each Cllri , tmas eve. ·• Don't let him get fretful and angry again So thinking he gently extingu ished the light, At dear brother Willie and Annie, Amen." And tripped down -stai rs to re tire for the night. "Please, Desus, et Santa Taus tum down to· A.s soon as the beam s of the bri ght morning sun

night, Put the darkness to flight, and the stars one by

And bing us some pesent , bafore it is ight; on~, I want be should div me a nice ittle sed, Four little blue eyes out of sleep opened wide, With bright sblnin yunners, and all painted yed: A.Ld, at the same moment , tb e pre sents espied! A box full of taudy, a book and a toy, Th en out of their beds the y spra ng with a bound, .A.men, and then, De.us, I'll be a dood boy.'' And the very gifts praye d for were each of them Their prayers being ended, they raised up their found .

heads, Th ey laughed and they cried, in their innocent

And, with hearts light and cheerful, again sought glee, their beds. ,And sh 0uted for papa t o come qu i-ck and see

L.

And to.Id in soft whispers how Annie had said That their dear, blessed . mamma, so !oIJg ago

dead,

Used to ~neel down and pray by the side of her chair,

nd that God up in heaven had answered her prayer.

:D;n we dot up and payed dust as well as we tood n Dod answered our prayr , ; 1.0 "" wasn't H~

dood?'' '

"l should Bay tnat He was if He sent you all these And knew jn st _what presents my children would

pleaee.

,<Well, well, let him think so, the dear little elf, T~onld be cruel to tell him I did it mysslf.")

Blind father l Who caused your stern heart to re• lent,

~nd the haety_ words spoken so soon to repent? Twas th~·Bemg who made you steal softly up­

stairs,

And m~de you his agent to answer their prayers.

UNRECONCILED.

·w hat is the nnson thnt saintly and meek • . In bcr da 1·k•ned cnnmh•r, my lady hes

Tbe frost on 1be panP,, not eo white a , her cheek No smilP, t,ut a stare, in ber wiie blue eyes? •

Orer her br ows , tbey h·1ve braided, calm The tefidex i,old of •he buir I love· '

"Ifer lip• H"1rnsbed to tbeo td dPatb psalm, lie r toldc<l bani\• , pull1ct, the la~e above ,

An d v.hat is tb_e reas~n tbat, drip by drip, The cru el r am .from 1he caves fallsru~n,

And •he da~light 1-rougbt oo emile to her hp Nor crer,t up nn<ler ibe lssn~s brown? '

A l 11rrl has , un~ In tne r11m wet vine And a chi ld hns c1·1ed throu,zb t,he i{,<tbt and day,

B ut sbe _Sitra not ro all and ~o tone _01 nli-.e Can pierc e tbn,ugl! tb1s silence, I ;icar them sav.

Creeds t,.;a~t:_ ar e crce~s?-ye but spend your

Faith is ll splendid deceit, I ween· Will 1t m8k•· dea tn Ol~r, · to ,r,e ttrni: dPntb -

,01 F-'11 1hH.•' tb is si !rnce . ou1· ~ot1ls betw;Pn? VI ell , men have to ld me tbut 1rust was swPet , That.h ope was an anclJcr m tn1a wi ld s1orm'1 But. nCJtber w111 quicken those st.ill, wl11·e f,1et,

Or make the pale cMekihave kissea more warra.

What is bope, wncu it cannot make Jove fa that h Pti f ! ,

L ove, fer a t.m, life, sohlling-for ber? Till the ,o unir wail m•dilen• my pain in its sm3rt

Atd shall., s rny dead love in ,ts sepulcher? ' ls oc•a,b ,o puss.1oules•. Jifo so dear

'J'ha t mother tov,.,. t\ 1fe IOVP.. arn r4

othmg now? l , bonlo t i irk •he pric •' of a sinc:10 t.ear

\111ght I rmg uack sornlthrng llllt de&tb from that liro" l

I f(rqnt you alJ tbat your words would giV6 I But worus •r" LOt aeep enouith, q:ritP, to-day ·

I wou Jd st<ilu~ mv h ~ril11ne!3~ wbi1e I lire: ' F, ,,. t~e merest tr1lle vou rnea n,1µ,b.t sav I

A fr•fle ao srua 111 , et F sf 111 wouia ligtJt 'll ,c µroon of a llfr 's Ion.- aircnv;

T he old, old nu.nw from those l!pEt--, to nin-bt Woula be for more tban YOlll" creeus to~wel

Un r human hearts, bow con they live on this? Our eves, cr.n t11ey trace ue o H Goct'a great plan?

Sornc-timf•fi,. I f ... ncy a wonrn.n's kiss \VPre morP I hf.In an angPl's crown to man I

I ~ay be "ron• t,rre, l g,aot you I m•y , T is b !lr ct lt "' t1 ace out de,i.1b'-. honzon rim ·

To Fay ~ hc,re our cJ1iStJ~d t,9.orts should droJ awav Our eyes from following ii.row so dun! ·'

.A nil often m µmve i:raes, I fancy that et.ill The bea1·t below s~naeth toe old love back •

The 1111!0 \\ 0 1 ere~n muy be, 1f iou will GocPs j.:UWe ·n-:it.rk1 s,/t. on our· f8rth1} 'track

So. morP rhnn ,: our creeds to my heart c.iu rJ 'be Is ,be smile b ,, £hr le IL OU her hp~ >O wmte·

Ancl tt:e v.( 1gllt of 1hnt,heu1 no pb1'osoµbv ' Cou1ct wakt' 1,:oss mi-..i;::ect~ fro,n. my bearr 1 t.o nigbt i

- [ Cr"1 tba til t,try :Scranton.

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THE LETTER OF DEATH.

BY COl(. T. l417lll'HY.

' Don't push me about, man ; don't you see that the mall

Is not yet distributed? Wait !or your tun. Why, confound you, you're breaking my ribs on I

the rail; Stand back I or I'll give you the thrashing you

earn. 0

• If ye plaze, sir, I heard from a friend in the mine 'J'hat a letter was here for one Dennis McFay

And I'd like for to get it, if its only II line- ' If It comes from the wife, for she's so far away.

I'd like for to know, for it's long oince I had A scratch of a pin, and I'm out of my bead ·

Devil a word ior a year have I heard I good or bad, And maybe she's sick, sir; or maybe she's deacl.

I'm anxious to get it, for it's late in the day,

LITTLE MEG AND I.

:BT OON. T. KtlBl'BY,

You aek me, mates, to spin a yarn before we go below;

Well, as the night Is calm and fair, and no chance for a blow, ·

I'll give you one. A story true as ever yet was told; For, mates, I wo•ldn't lie about the dead, no, not

for gold. The story's o! a maid and lad wb o loved in days

gone by; The maiden was Meg Anderson, the lad, messmates,

was I.

A neater, trimmer craft than Meg was very hard to find;

Why, she could climb a hill, and make five knots agln the wind ;

And as for larning, hulks and spars, I al ways heard it said

That she could give the scholars points, and then And the mine where I work is from here good th1·ee mile ; · come out ahead.

I! I'm not th ere at one, why , they'll send lll b away-

Ah, you don't have to work, sir, and that's why you smil e,"

" Well, well; my good man, since t~( ls the case, I'll ask for your latter. Let's,{ee-what's tho

name?" " Dennis McFay, sir; and I came from ine placo

Called Larrah ; and the letter must be from the same ."

" A letter for Dennis MoFay, if you pleas ,. Much oblig ed; the post-mark says • Larrah,

twentieth of May;' .Aud now, friend, I hope that your mind ia at ease ;

.llere's the letter ;vou looked !or. I bid you good day."

" If ye plaze, sir, don't lave me awhile, for !ndade M;v mln<l's not at ease till the lbtter is read.

I'm not much of a scholar ; Devil a word can I rade;

Bo how can I tell if she's li'ving or dead?" " What? you can't read your letter? Well, that ls

too bad I Why, bow does that come? Were you never at

school?" " Oh, y!s, sir; it's many the good chance I had, ,,

But I threw them away, like an Innocent fool.

"Well give me the letter, and let us away, Fdr here 'mongst these men I can't read it aloud ;

Don't you see, they would hear every word that I say?

Oome, let us move further away from the orowd. Ab I under this tree is a beautiful shade,

Where the sun cannot ehint, in my face While I read you the letter. Oh, don't be a.fra!d;

I'll see that yon don't lose your place,"

., Dear Dennis : I take up the pin in my hand ; I hope you are well as this letter laves me-"

., 'Tis from Mike I He's the dacentest boy in th e Jandl "-t

A relation of mine, sir, called Miobael - cuco.•· I trust .... ou are prosperous, Dennie, avic,

" ... the home that you've made in the wil ds o.f the West;

With us all's gone wrong since Norah took sick­Oh I it's badly we've fared, Dennis dear, at tho

best.

The old schoolmaster used to say (&nd, mates, It made me cry)

That the smartest there w~s little Meg, the greatest dunce was I .

But what cared I for Jarnlng then, while she wa• by my side;

.For tho" a lad, I loved her, mates, and tor ber wual d have died. ,

And she loved me, the little maid, and ofl0D have I smiled

Ae she said, " I'll be your little wife." 'Twas the prattle of a child,

For there Jay a gulf between us, mates, with the water running high ;

On one side stood Meg Anderson, on the other side stood I.

Meg's fortune was twelve ships at eea and houses on the land,

While mine, why, mates, you might have held my fortune in your hand .

Ber father owned a vast domain for miles along the shore;

My father owned a fishing smack, a hut, and nothing more.

I knew that Meg I ne'er could win , n<> matter how I'd try,

For on a conch of down lay she, on a bed of straw lay I.

I never thought of leaving Meg, nor Meg of . leaving me,

For we were young, and little dreamed that I should go to sea

:rm one bright mol"nlng father said, " There's a whale ship in the bay ; r

l want you, Bill, to make a cruise ; you go aboard to-day."

Well, mates, in two weeks from that time I bi;de •hem all good-by,

While OD the dock stood little Meg, and OD the dttek stood I,

Before I sailed we always met whene'er I came on ahore,

And Meg would say, "Bill, when you 're gone, I'll love you more and more, .

And I promise to be true to you through all the coming years ;"

But while she spoke, her bright blue ey~s were filled with pearly tears ;

., The crop 111 a failure ; the r int in arr~ars, Then, •• I whispered words of hope, and kissed her And it's sorry I am, but the worst must be told- eJel!ds dry,

As I write sure the paper is stained with my tears ; Her last words were, " God speed you, Bill I" Bo While howlding the pin my fingers turn cowld. parted Meg and r.

Oh I Dennis, don 't blai;ue rue !or what I must tell-Sthand up like a man - be courageous an,1 Well, m"tes, we cruised for !our long years, 1111 ~t

brave- last, one Bummer day, Th" a~.tlin' wLo loved ye, eo pure and so ~eI!, Our good ship, the Minerva, cast anohor in the Bay.

ls lying at rest in the cowld, silent grave. Oh I bow my heart beat high with hope as I saw her home once more,

,. A.rrah I What are ye radeing? Shure it's only "And on the pier stood hundreds to welcome us on joke. , . , , shore ; . .

Ye .know I can't sphell, and you re havm your But heart sank down within me, as I gazed with fun- anxious eye,

Are ye sphakin' the truth? Tell me quick, or I'll No Little Meg stood on the dock as on the deck choke I stood I.

Oh God I for tnis punishment, what have l ' done? Well, mates, ii almost broke. my heart when I went

" Just tell .xne again, if it's thrue, what I've he~rd. ashore that <lay, Do ye know who ye're radeiug about? It B ID) For they told me Little Meg had wed while I was

wile I far away ; If ye pbze, rade it right, and I'll not say a word They told me, too, they'd forced her to't, and wrecked /

Oh I say it's not so, and I'll give ye my life I" her fair young life.

., l wish tb.at I could ; but aH that I've r ead ., Is the truth, Do you bclrnv~ what I say?

, 1 do; but it. tells me my dadu.1 lid dtad, While[',,. :rom my home,su for, ~ar awa~.

Good day, sir ; God bless _you lor l>emg so Jund '.l\.> a ~tranger ; and wb.110 I havo bre:,a.th_

I'll ray to the Lord that you IJJvor may nnd ,Jong JIOUr :ettars, A Letter if De~U1 I"

Just think, mes1mates, a child in years, to be an old man's wife I

But her fatber said it must. be so, and what could she replv?

]' .or ebe was only just firteen, just twenty-one was I.

'TwaB but a few short years from then, (perhaps it mirbt be four),

One blustering nii,,t Jack Glin and I were rowing to the shore,

When right ahoad we saw a sight that mad e lJIS~f our breath- {,,·

There, floaang in the pale moonlight , wus a ~,omau cold in death. ·

I raised her up . Oh I Goa, messmat es, that I hs 4 pa11sed her by ;

For in the Bay lay Little Meg; and over her stood 1

Next day, I laid poor Meg away, and nightly on th e wave

My 1plrlt wandera forth to keep a watoh beside her grave .

Her father knows not where she rests, nor he who her betrayed ;

There's no one, mates, but Bill who knows wher e Little Meg is laid. ·

In a quiet grove of willows, her father's house hard by ,

There lies, in peace, my Little Meg, and )lere, mess ­mates, am I.

THE PLEDGE ll.. .SPUNKY POINT. I A. Tale or Vlrtooa• Eff'ori and HO•

man Perfidy.

JIY J0B1' HAY•

It's all very well for preachin', But preachin' and practice don't gee;

I'm posted on virtue and temp'rance, And you can't ring it in on me.

Jest toddle along with your pledg-e, Squire, Ef that's what you wnnt me to sign;

Betwixt you nnd me, I've been thar, And I'll not take any in mine.

A year ago last Fo'th July A lot o• the boys was here;

We all got corned, and signed the pledge :For to drink no more that year.

'!'here was 'l'ilman Joy and Sheriff M'Phail, And me and Abner l?ry,

I Aull Ch elby's boy Le viticus, .And the Golyera--Luke and Cy.

! And we anteed up a hundred, ' In tho hands o• DeMon Kedge, i Fur to be divided the follerin' Fo'th

'Mongst the boys that 'kep the pledti•• And we knowed each other so well, Squire,

You may take my scalp for a fool Ef every man when he signed his name

Didn't feel dead sure of the pool.

Fur a whjle it all went lovely; We put up a job next day

Fur to make Joe b'lieve his wife was d~ad, And he went home middlin' gay.

Then Abner li'ry he killed a man, And afore he was hung, M'Phail

1 Jest bilked the widder outen her sheer

By gittin' him slewed in joil.

But Chris'mas scooped the Sheriff­The eggnogs geth ered him in­

And Shelby's boy Leviticus Was New Year's tight as sin •

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At~f~~D.f r~~?1ti:.::f ;~;e~h!lu~~ owl 1 Would 'a looked, 'loni: side o' them two YOUllg I

men, Like a sober temperance fow 1. ,

Four months alone I walked the chalk; l thought my heart would break,

And all tl,em b_oys a,.slappin' my bMk, And axm• " W bat •n you take?"

I never slept without dr eamin' dreams Of Eurbin, Peach or llye,

But I chaw ed at my nigger-head, and 1w11ro I'd rake that pool or die •

At last-the Fo'th-I humped myself 'l'hrough chores and breakfast soon

Then scooted down to Taggart•s store' For the pledge was off at noon· '

.And all the boys w:as gathered tbar, And ~";ch man hilt hi s glass,

Wat1~khm Dl<> and the clock, quite solcmn-1 e,

Fur to see the last minute pass.

The clock struck twelve! I raised the iur And took one Jovin' pull- '

I was holle _r _clar fr om skull to boots, It seemed I couldn't git full.

But I wa~ roused by a fiendi sh laugh Thnt might ha ve raised the doad­

Thetn ornary sne ak s had sot the cloak A half an hour ahead!

'' .All right," I squa'!ked, "youv 'e got ae · Je st ord er vour dnnka ogin '

.And we'll pn<idle up to the D~ncon' s And scoop tho ante in."

But when we got to Ked&e•s I• What a sight was thatwe' saw! ~ he Deacol! and Par son Skee ters •

ln the trul of a game of Draw. I Th

1~hy hpad shook 'em the heft of the mouhi'

e arson 's Juck wa s fa'r ' .An~ he r aked, the minute w~ got thar,

'lhe la st of onr pool on a pa 'r. So no lll(!re temp 'rance for me Squire· 1"

1 'low 1l' s all very fine ' • ~: But es fur myself, 1 thank ye

1'11 not tako any in mine. '

CUP.FEW MUST NOT RING TO-NIGHT. ,

Slowly En gland's sun was setting o'er the hill­tops fur tl\vny,

Filling all th e Jaucl with b eauty at the close of one sad da'y,

Ancl the Inst ra ys kissed the forehead of a man nncl mnid cn fair-

He with footsteps slow and weary, she with sunny, floating hair ;

He with bowed head, sad and thoughtful, she with lips all cold and white,

Struggling to keep back the murmur-"Curfew must not ring to-night."

'- 'Sexton,'' Bessie's lips faltered, pointing to the prison old,

With its turrets tall and gloomy, with its wall• dark, damp and cold,

"I've a love in that prison, doomed this very night to die

At the ringing of the Curfew, and no earthly hope is nigh;

Cromwell will not come till sunset," and her lips grew strangely white

.ls she breathed the husky whisper-"Curfew must not ring to-night."

""""Be3sie," calmly spoke the sexton-every word I pierced her young heart

Like the piercing of an arrow, like a deadly pois-oned dart- ,t

"Long, long yenr s I've rung th e Curfew from tli!t gloomy, shadowed tow er ;

Every evening, just at sunset, it has told the twi­light hour;

I have d0ne my duty ever, tried to do it just and right,

:Now I'm olcl, I still must do it-Curfew it must ring to-night."

Wild her eyes and pale her features, stern and white her thoughtful brow,

.lnd within her secret bosom Bessie made a sol• I emn vow,

She had list ened while the judges read, without I a tear or sigh,

'-" At the ringing of the Curfew, Basil Underwood must di e."

And her breath came fast and faster, and her eyes grPW large nnd bright-

In an undert one hhe murm ured-"Curfcw must not ring to .night . .,

ilhe with quick st eps bounded forward, sprang "i thin the olcl church door,

Left lhe ol,l man treading slowly paths so oft he 'd trod before ;

Not one monwnt paused the 1naiden , but with eye and ch e('k nglow,

Uonntecl up th e gloomy iow er, where the bell swun g-t t> :m {l fr o ;

• ncl sl ,e C'li.nho l th e du sty l add er, on which fell n o ray of li ght ,

Pp ~~11(1 n p hrr ,vh i to li ps s:1ying­" Cur fe \~ shu.11 u ot rin g t o.ni ght ."

She hacl :..·,.,, ·1 1cd the t opmm,t Jadder - o' er h er hn1i g-s th e great clnrk b ell;

Awful is th o gloom ben eath h er, lik e a pathway d own t o hell.

Lo l thP p oncl(\rous tongue is swinging, 'tis th e hom· of Cnrf'ew now,

>,,n,J the sight lrns ehillecl her bosom, stopped her brC!ltb and paled her brow.

Shall she kt it rilli:? No, neverl Flash her eyes vdth sntlden light,

And sho springs an,l grasps it firmly­"Curfew shaH not ring to-night."

Qut she fiwung, fur out, the city seemed a speck of light below,

"rwixt heaven and earth her foJ.'m suspended, as the hell swung to And fro;

And the oextun at the bel!-rJpe, old and deaf, heard not the bell, I

But he thon~ht it still was ringing fair young I Basil's funeral knell.

Still the maiden clung most firmly, and with trembling lips an\} white,

Said to lmslt her heart's wild beating­"Curf ew must not ring to-night."

It was o'er, the bell ceased swaying, and the maiden stepped once more

Firmly on the dark old ladder, where for hundred yeurs before

Human foot had not been planted. The brave deed that she had done

Should be told ages after, as tbe rays of setting SUD

Shoulcl illuminate the sky with beauty; aged sire s with be ads of whit e,

Long should tell the little childr en-Curf ew did not rin g that night .

O' er th e di stant bills cam e Cromwell; Bessie sees him, and her brow,

Full of hope and full of gladn ess , has no anxfous tr ace8 no w.

At hi s feet she t ells her story, shows h er hands a ll brui sed and t orn ;

And her f:t(•e so i:nveet and 1Jleading, yet with sorw row p11.le and. woru,

Touchecl his heart with sudden pit y, lit his eye with mit;ty 1igh1 ;

'"Go! your lov er liveR," Raid Cromw ell, "Cur.few shall not ring to-night."

1 f re.ckon I git your drift, gent.,-, \ ou 'low the boy sha'n't stay; fh ~s 1~ a ~·l~ite man's country- . .,..,-

\ ou re Dn11m0t rats'. you sat ; And whereas, and seem 'r anc! wh erefore, /

The time s bein' all o\lt o' Jtnt The nigger has got to mosey '

From the limits o' Spunk y P 'int !

I Let's reason the thing a minute; I'm an old-fashioned Dirnmocrat loo

Though I laid my politics out o' the w~y For to keep till the war w~s i'hrough.

But I came back here allowin' To vote as I used t~ do,

Though it {travels me like the devil to train Along o' sicl1-foo!s as you.

Now dog my cats ef I kin see, In all the light of the day,

What you've got to do with the question Ef Tim shill go or stay.

And further than that I give noti ce, Ef one of you !etch es the boy,

He kin check his trunks to a warm er clime Than he'll !incl in Illoooy.

Why, blame your hearts, jest hear me ! You know that ungodly clay

When our left struck Vicksburg Ilights, how ripped.

And torn and tattered we lay, When the rest retreated I staid behind; -­

Fur rea sons sufficient to me-With a rib caved in and a leg on a strike,

I sprawled on that cursed glacee.

Lord ? how the hot mn went for us, And br' ii eel and blistered and burned !

How the rebel bullets whizzed around us When a cuss in his death grip turned!

Till along toward cl usk I seen a thing I could 'nt believe for a spell :

That nigger - that Tim-was a-crawlin' to me Through that fire-proof, gilt-edged hell!

I' The rebels seen him as quick as me, And the bullets buzzed like bees ;

But he j'umpecl fdr me an1l ihou!tlcrecl me, , Though a shot brought lllm on his knees.

But he staggered up, and packed me off, With a dozen sturn bles and falls ,

Till safe in our lines he dropped us both, Ilis black hide riddled with balls.

So, my gentle gazelles, ·t11ar's my answer, And here stays Banty Tnn ;

Ile trumped Death'$ ace for me that clay, And I'm not goin' back on him !

You may rezoloot till the cows come home, But ef one of you tetches the boy,

He'll wrastle his hash to-night in hell, Or my name's not Tilmon Joy!

-JOHN HAY, in .Harper's rViek/y,

"I WONDER WHO THEY 'RE FOR."

My ma's been working very hard And also very sly ,

And keeps her sewing out of sight When ever I am nigh .

I asked her on ce wh at made her stop Her work when I came in ;

She said she only stopped to get A needle, thread, or pin.

The bureau drawer next to mine Is locked up both night and day,

And when ma want s to op en it She sends me off to play,

I stole a peep one afternoon Although it waH not right ;

llut, 0, th e little thin gs I saw Were such a pretty sight .

The cutest, nicest little clothes, Just big enough for doll -

llut then I know they're not for her­She needs them not at all.

I know they're not for ma, nor pa, Nor me, nor brother "H or.,"

For we can't wear such littl e clothes ; I wond er who they're for ?

\Vil; Biddy and Pat Marriech

"On :h)' ,!icl yo11 mnny b im, Biddr '? ,v.,~, tlat yon t:i ke P,u tor y,h11.·,41oli_.::c..,? ,...:.u,·e he':a nritb.H· µurtr nor witt:r,

And hi:, hnir js n~ l'cd P.s n cow's! You might lrn(l your »i•_'.!{ huc.l :von wniled:

Y 0 11 clone a ~ale Lefl.c•r "ilh Tiu,; A11<l. l'hc1im ()' t'oole wa:3 exDectin '-

Yo1\ couldn't clo be!trr nor him. I Y 0U'h11k of us yuu11.~ 1;euplc court in·­! .Prn\· tell. L.r·w wrn,· court.in' bC'gan, i ,vben~ vot-i wen, a ·widd~ womau,

And he was u. wi,.!Uy DHIH.

"Tiqi ancl Pat, misi;:. ye H''?, ,v~i:: HC(1uninte1.1 1 Bero re 1 ~c,· 1·am<> O\Pl' the ::;ea, I "·hi 1 Pa.t...i·i):-c n,-<·.1)uri.iH' i\orah .

I A d lhn wa" a-.;:uurliu' ue. • She id n~t knoH· ru1tvh, tbe poor ~01=n".P.I',

I :for for t:11tt matter, neithei- did fnl' Ile h ad But tl1e iu;-•t inot of 110me 0111'.

I .But n o one h:ul then told h,m lhnt; ! Du t h e :-00 11 fuuud it out IOr h imself , i _ 1,~or li te nt bctL's bnt a ~pan-

\Vh en !_ w:.,:::: n wirld.,· wonrnn, j And he w:1" a wid<ly mnn. 1 "I helped h im to tnke caro of :Xornll,

1\J1tl wlitn he cOtlllHHC'tl lier with me, IJ(_. :-=nw, a~ he whi:-1pered une eveniJJg,

\Yhat a, womnu one woman cpnld be. Mhc went out like 1he ~n!itror a (•andle; -...,.1'htn 1he .:::icknrs . .:; :'=Ci~t'cl upm1 Tnu. And we wat<:hed Ly Ui~ bcrls1de to~~ther­

J twas fueh a <>ornfurt to him. I was not alvne iu nn \.Ycepiu.:r,

Our tears in the :-inme (:hal!uel ran­Por l Wftb a. wirirly woma.o,

And he was R widely man.

·'We hacl L>olh ha.:t om troubles, marnur-

Tho 11~~1:\1eithrr, pcrb:n>s, wa~ to blnmc; ,\nd we bo t i:t k new hv this whnt we wantecl,

A An d wore wil lrng fr, pay lor tho ~arne. We k n ew what it was t o be murnccl. -<

A nd b«!oro the long twc,l\ ·emonth huu fl<JW"tl . .

, ve h url ma de up onr lliHHi~ 11 \Vil~ licl J\!ot to lil'c any lon!l:,·r alo11c:

\Ye waste ,i no t une E!iill r-sha ll) ', l ,ikc yon, n1is~, a nd , 1, st,rr Da.n­

l~or l was n 1vi<l(b; w'omnn, ., :Antl h e w ;1s :.:w1dtl.r man .

- R. 11. ,\,.:todd,,rci in llw-pcr J~Ji'A1, i-1.

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BY WILL CARLETON, Author of "FARM BALLADS. "

"Tha'rt welcome, little bonny brid, But shouldn't ha' come just when tha' did:

Teimes are bad." -Otd Engtisl, Ballad.

HooT ! ye little rascal ! ye come it on me this way, Crowdin' yerself amongst us this blusterin' winter's day, Knowin' that we already have three of ye, an' seven, An' tryin' to make yerself out a Christmas present o' Heaven ?

Ten of ye have we now, Sir, for this world to abuse; An' Bobbie he have no waistcoat, an' Nellie she- have no shoes, An' Sammie he have no shirt, Sir (I tell it to his shame), An' the one that was just before ye we ain't had time to name !

An' all o' the banks be smashin', an' on us poor folk fall ; An' Boss he whittles the wages when work's to be had at all ; An' Tom he have cut his foot off, an' lies in a woful plight, An' all of us wonders at mornin' as what we shall eat at night;

An' but for your father an' Sandy a-findin' somewhat to do, An'. but for the preacher's woman, who .often helps us through, An' but for your poor dear mother , a-doin' twice her part, Ye'd 'a seen us all in heaven afore ye was ready to start !

An' now ye have come, ye rascal! so healthy an' fat an' sound, A-weighin', I'll wager a dollar, the full of a dozen pound! With yer mother's eyes a-flashin', yer father's flesh an' build, An' a good big mouth an' stomach all ready for to be filled!

No, no! don't cry, my baby! hush up, my pretty one! Don't get my chaff in yet eye, boy-I only was just in fun. Ye'l1 like us when ye know us, although we're cur'us folks; But we don't get much victual, an' half our livin' is jokes!

Why, boy, did ye take me in earnest? come, sit upon my knee; I'll tell ye a secret, youngster-I'll name ye after me. Ye shall have all yer brothers an' sisters with ye to play, An' ye shall have yer carriage, an' ride out every day!

Why, boy, do ye think ye'll suffer? I'm gettin' a trifle old, But it '11 be many years yet before I lose my hold ; An' if I should fall on the road, boy, still, them's yer brothers, there, An' not a rogue of 'em ever would see ye harmed a hair!

Say! when ye come from heaven, my little namesake dear, Diel ye see, 'mongst the little girls there, a face like this one here? That was yer little sister-she died a year ago, An' all of us cried like babies when they laid her under the snow !

Hang it! if all the rich men I ever see or knew Came here with all their traps, boy, an' offered 'em for you, I'd show 'em to the door, Sir, so quick they'd think it odd, Before I'd sell to another my Christmas gift from Goel !

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J"!:!Jm1cYJ.laif~ ~ ~ 7 On. board t!te Steams/zip "Cldna ' ' f or t/1f

e.rnn:s-ion lo mfet Oell. [l . S. Omn i. By order of the Committ ee.

P, S,- As the number of invitatio"3 are limited persons not Intending to use the Ex­cursion Tickets will please return the same to

FRANK M, PIXLEY, 522 C:tlifornia SL

W ,., tt<,u for tbe Po;t, 'l'bl\t «1neen,

Tho i"dge wu a Christian alld played on the ~Qtutre.

But h• ligurcd the cards pretty close: B•_•,vould call off your hsnd every time to a palr, 1

~nd coultl lay a full down when ho chose.

'flle <lOlnnel could piny a more diffici,J,.t,tme-'-I- d, ,n't meon to say ho would choat-

But he held the toi, cards whell the big bettill&' cnme.

Ami some hands that couldn't be boat.

Coming down from Virgmia the two chanced to meet

(T!iey were very old friends) on the cars, And as neither the other ut poker could bent,

Th ey pla yed eucher, five points, fur cill:ara.

· -!l.1-he--gnmes ran along-pretty evenly, too-Till th e judge turned a moment hi• bond,

When tho colonel, in ahuffiini, slipped the dock thr ough,

And tho judge cut a cold one instead.

It was eueher, of course, but the iudra waa amnzed

When he lifted four kings in a lnmp; But the colonel, not soeminll a po.rticlo fazed,

Turned up a rod queen for a trump.

"Your say; do you pass, judge?" ,the colonel called out.

"Look here I" said the limb of the law, ''I've mighty queer cards. If you're in for a

bout Let's play this one hand out at draw."

The other considered: "I do not objeot: I, too, had a very odd hand.

If you'll 11ive me that queen from the top of the deck

I'll play out the cards as they stand."

"Agreed," cried the judi:e, for h11 lllW at a glance

That the colonel had one of two thinrs: A full or four queens, and bo had not a ·chanes

To raked .own the Pot from four kings.

So he chioped in a twent,y; the colonel came back:

Tho judge answered him with a raise; OJ the bets that they made not a man could keep

track, lhtt the~• piled up like girls in a chaise.

At la.st the judge says: "Here. I'm hulltinir no more;

Four kin1.:s, reach me over that pot." "Hold on," said the colonel, "I, too, havo found

four, And they're four little aces I've rot."

The judge took the card, and looked over them well,

Fetched a breath from his trowsera' we.ist-1 band:

"Woll, what I'd like to know is, whatever in h-11

That queen -had to do with that hand." G. JI. JESSOP ,

The discovery of gold came, and with trading vessel, bound for the Northe:r,, OLD STEVE, it hundreds upon hundreds of hardy ad- Pacific, to take a cargo of ivory. His

venturers, who, thirsting for the shining young wife and myself accompanied him. BY CLAY M. GREENE. metal, filled the little settlement and "Before his marriage I had loved this

swarmed across the valley. The silent, woman heart and soul. My passion was Old Steve died. Died without.a single tenantless waste of chapparal disappeared, an uncontrollable marlness, and when my

watcher, without a friendly hand to close and in its place cool, limpid streams of father tore her from me, my ve~·y soul his poor weary eyelids-died alone. water, brought from the mountains, gur• burned with jealousy, resentment and

His sole companion in the last long mo• gled and rolled, and washed the sought- hopes of revenge. ments was the solitary pine tree outside for wealth fr9m its long hiding-place.- "During our stay in San Francisco we the cabin door, whose swaying branches, E::iger hands garnered it into strong little became acquainted with the Alcalde, a aided by the fragrant zephyr which came pouches of buckskin, and it became what handsome Mexican about thirty years of across the valley, seemed io sing a soft, nature had destined it to be-a source of age. My stop-mother was many years sad requiem for the calm repose of a poor wealth and prosperity for some, ruin and younger than her husband, and the old recluse in the land of the hereafter. wretchedness for more. scheming Alcalde lost no time in endeav­Yes, Old Sttve was dead beyond all rea- 1 One day a man clad in the dusky garb oring to make an impression upon her. son!lble doubt. of a hunter, with a rifle upon his shoulder "He pictured scenes of fabulous wealth,

And again the zephyr came across the and a leathern pouch at his back, entered luxury and splendor, urging her to fly valleys and 1:,tirred the leaves, 1md the our already familiar settlement, which with him rather than to remain chained solitary pine tree sighed and moaned.- had now become the mining town_ of Gold for life to so unromantic a lover as her Then evening came and sent her bright Flat. aged husband. dewdrops, nature's own tears, which fell It was nothing new to see a stranger in "She consulted me, and I, oh, God ! I upon the cabin roof, a lasts.ad offering. \ Gold Flat, but old settlers drew back counseled her to listen to him with favor.

Weeks passed away, and months, and from this one in holy horror. "The deed was done; the tempter and months; and when Spring came the !in- New comers attaching some importance the accomplice bad succeeded in their nets built their nests in the old fire-place, to the amazemen tand dread of the pio- hellish work, and weak woman yielded. and forgot the existence of the pile of neers, instinctively shunned him, and he "In less than twenty-four hours she was bleaching bones upon the rude bed. was refused admission to the hotels and a dishonored wife and my father a raving

And the sprightly ground squirrel in boarding places. maniac. I was avenged, but God ! how the cool of the evening nestled among the He was declared in the flattest of terms 1 horrible the effect! folds of the ragged blankets, and their lit- to be none other than the ghost of Old "Fiend that I was, I had robbed him of tie feet set the old bones to rattling, but Steve ! his reason and was in possession of the they were not startled, and no thought The Padre came and soon established ship. ever entered their pretty little round the fact in the minds of those who would I "A forged tale of his disappearance was heads as tf: whom they belonged. listen to him that such could not possibly easily told to the men, and taking the

To whom did they belong ? be the case. ship to South America, I sold her and Who was Old Steve? The stranger certainly bore a most un- pocketed the proceeds. No one knew. The traders in the little mistakable resemblance to Old Steve, but "Then remorse, deep and terrible, came

settlement across the valley used to buy the latter had now been missing for ten upon me, and I sesolved to ·make eyery quails and rah-bits from him, and when he years, and when last seen his appearance reparation in my power. But my crime had filled his leathern pouch with flour indicated that his burdensome life was had reached the ears of tho British con­and beans, the net proceeds of days and fast waning away. sul. I was arrested and sent to England, nights of ceaseless toil, wandering over Gradually the stranger seemed to turn where for ten years I have been confined the mountains, he was off again, and no to flesh and blood. Gradually he assumed in a dungeon. one seemed to care whither he went or the form of suffering humanity, and stood "Oh! the horrible, the bitter, burning from whence he came. before the now satisfied settlers of Gold anguish of those years. I could see my

He was known ouly as Old Steve, he Flat in the "god-like attitude of freedom father's white face when he heard that the sold quails and rabbits once a week, and and a man," likewise a very plain and un- woma:i he loved had forsaken him. I that was all they cared to know. Once assuming one. could hear the wild shrieks that pierced the old Padre had asked him: Those who had shunned him as some- my heart when, a raving maniac, he called

"Stephen, do you never think of I thing supernatural now grasped his hand, upon God to avenge him. 'Heaven over the1·e in the mountains?" I asked his pardon, and, as a matter of "The rest is soon told. I returned to

I Steve looked t~ward the mountains ner- course, invited him to "take something." California, and for twelve months have vously, shook his l:fead, brushed aw,ty a I If anything could have set the minds of been searching for some traces of my

\ tear, shouldered his pack and said: "N_o, \ the doubtful at rest, touching his human- father. Now I know that he is dead, and Padre, I don't trouble my head about 1t, ity, it was the commendable avidity with I must follow him. You IJ.1ay well turn and I don't care to, either." I which he took the "something." away from me; I deserve it, I deserve it!"

Soon his form had disappeared among Around the stove in one of the several The miserable man rushed out of the the gathering shadows of twilight, and \ bar-rooms of Gold Flat, accompanied by rr-om, and not, one wor<'I was P.aid, not oue those words of the Padre's were th8 last the satisfied or disgusted exclamations of hand was extanded to recall him, fo1· even i

ever spoken to him on this side of the the roulette and monte players, he told those rough and not easily tou0hed , grave. his story·: miners shunned him as they would-a vi-

'l'he ohl man did not come to the settle- "M;v name is Stephen Pike. When I . per. ment on the next Sunday, nor the next, entered your settlement anct saw your From the room to the street, from the ' nor the next, and soon he had a succesoor blanched faces and trembling limbs, a street to the chapparal, from the chappar- 1 in business, uud had passed entirely awn) mystery, to solve which I have devoted al to the forest passed the accursed of God from the minds of the settlers. life and soul, the mystery of my father's and man. With a resolve to evermore

A 'ld. the little hut across the valley, death, was unraveled. 1 shrink from the sight of humanity, he , wi/.1.J. 1 ts sileut occuplnt, w11 grt'.d:•,d], "He died here. I know it, and shalll rushed he cared not whither. The tem­l rotting aWll.Y, the pile of bones were crum- follow him before many hours. Do not pest whistled through the thousands of

bling into dust, the old pine tree sighed interrupt me. pines, seeming to shriek : " Shame, ncl moaned, and time passed on. "Twelve years ago to-day I landed in sb.time !"

a ,.. * ... * • * J 8n.n Francisco. Mv father commanded 11. •' The thun er rolled across the h o ·~,

and to his guilty soul seemed to l'Oar: I "Murderer ! murderer !" The lightning, hurled at him from the I

hand of Heaven, hissed:

"Die ! die !" Thoroughly mastered by terror, he flew

through the forest, across the valley, up

the mountain side, pursued by the Aven­ger, A seemingly friendly flash of light­

ning revealed in the distance a momentary

glimpse of a hut. But a moment, and he was beneath its

sheltering roof and lying upon the floor

insensible, \ The linnets, disturbed in their sleep of

peace, fluttered out into the storm.

I The squirrels for the first time experi­

enced fright, and sought shelter beneath

the roots of the friendly pine. Morning came, calm, peaceful and

beautiful. The sun rose in golden splen­

dor and shone thrdugh the open doorway

upon the face of the sleeper. He awoke, and with glaring eyes and

distended nostrils gazed about him. A bed, almost fallen to decay, lay be­

fore him. A grinning skull with gaping eye-sockets met his trembling glance. A skeleton hand lay upon the floor. Upon one of the fingers gleamed a ring. A shriek that awoke the slumbering ecl:jpes of the mountain gorge came from the throat of the gazer.

Father and son, the living and the dead, were face to face at last I

He spoke no word, made no sound. A prayer ttembled upon his colorless lips­a loaded pistol gleamed in the sunlight­a shot-and the crumbling remains of poor Old Steve were not alone,

And the little hut across the valley rot­ted away, the remains of father and son crumbled into dust, the solitary pine sighed and moaned, and the fate of poor

I Old Steve remained a secret-save to Heaven.

NEVER MIND.

What:s ,the use of aiwaiys fretting At t~e trials we si.alktind

Everstre"'.n along ou~athway? Tra"91-QP-, 1md never mind.

Trme1.·oµwardl-working, hoping; '..Qast.,no lingering glance behind

.At _the trials once encountered; . Lo0k ahead, and never mind. ·

What is past is past forever! J Let all fretting be resigned; · • It.will never help the matter-

Do-your best, and never mind.

Anil'if. those who might be,friencr'-,ou, Whom the ties of nature bind

Sb: uld refuse to do their duty, ' J,,ook to heaven, and never min .

l e. ndly words are o_ft\l!l spoken hen the feelings are unkind;

. e them for.tqeir-real value, ""'Pass them on, and never mind.

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MATTIE'S W A.NTS AND WlSHE~

1 wants a piece of calico, To make my doll a dress;

I doesn't want a big piece, A yard'Jl do I guess.

I wish you'd fred my needle, And find my flmble too-

l has such heaps of sowin' I don't know what to do,

lily Hepsy tored her apr~n A tum'lin down the stair,

And Crosar's lost bis pantnoons And needs anozzer , pair.

I ;ants my Maud a bonnet, She hasn't none at all,

And Fred. mnst have a jacket, His ozzer one's too small • .

I wants to go to grandma's, You promised me I might,

I know she'd like to see me, I wants to go to-night.

She lets me wash the dishes, And see in grandpa's watch­

I wish I'd free four penmes To buy some butter -scotch.

I wants some newer mittens-I wish you'd knit me some,

'Cause most my finger treezes, The;> leaks so in the fum.

I wore'd 'em ont last summer, . A pullin' George's sled; -

1 wish you wouldn't laugh so­It burti;1 me in my bead.

I wiRh I bad e.ookie, I'm bungry's I can be,

If you hasn't any large ones, You'.d bett ing me free,

I wiRh I had a 'ano-Won't you buy me one io keep!

O dear! i feels so tired, I_)VJ!Dts to go to sleen.

Reflection• on Gt•eat Den. Pltilaclel;phia Bulletin .

We always think of great men as in tbe net of performing the deeds which give them renown or else in stately attitudes of repose, grand, gloomy and majes tic . And yet this is hardly fair, because even the m_ost georgeous and magnificent of human beings have to bother themselves with t he little tbmgs of hfe which engag-e the atten­tion of sma.ller people. No donbt Moses snul;lled and got angry when he bad a se­vere cold in bis head, and if a fly bit his leg while be was sitting in the ifesert, why should we suppose he did not Jump and use violent language and rub the soro. place? ' And Coosar: isn't it tolerably certnin that ' he used to become furious when he went up-stairs to get his slipners in the dark and found that Calphurn.itt had shoved them back under the bed so that be hod to sweep around for them with the broom-handle'/ Ancl when Solomon cracked his crazy bone \ is it unreasonable to suppose that he hqpped around the room and looked mad' and felt as ifne wanted to cry 'I Imagine George Washington sitting on the edge of the bed. I p1,1tting on a clean shitt, and gro'wlin.ll, •t Martha because the buttons were oft:t $r St. A.ugustine with an apron around 'fni ne~k , having his hair cut: 01· Joan of Arc )loldmo be.r front hair in her mouth, as worq:en do, , while she fixed up her back nair: or N apo- 1 loon jumping out of bed in a frenzy to,<ihase a mosquito around ~be roo~ with.a p1ll?.W: < or Martin Luther m his n1gbtsl11rt trying to put t,e baby to sleep at 2 o'clock_in th.ii morn in , or Alexander the Great with bis biccoug s: or Thomas Jefferson gettiug sud­denly over the fence to avoid a do~; or the Duke of Wellington lying in a betl with the mumps; or Daniel Webster abusing bis wife because she ha dn' t, tucked the rovers in at the tool of the bed; or Benjamin :Franklin j}_aring bis corn with a razor; or Jon a than J,dwards at the dinnc(•table, wanting to sneeze just as he gets his mouth full of not beef· 01· Noah st,inding at hls window at night throwi,ng bricks at a cat.

Major Stubbs.

HI S SOLUTION OF THE FINANCIAL QUESTION .

BY PARl\rENAS MIX.

I HUNG my " shin gle" out in Bangtown lately­I have an office on the lower floor-

And t'ot hei:- day while sitt ing quite sedately, Int en t (hke Poe) upon some ancient lore A new acquaintance bustled in the door. '

'Twas ~tubbs-his friends are pleased to call him MaJor-

A dashing chap whose air suuge sts "the climes " But whether he's a banker or "'a gauger, '

I nev er knew. • • * I asked him "How's the times ? " · ' ·

"Oh, fine!" he said, "I bask in Fortune's smi le And juck att~nds my footsteps all the while. I can t ~?nce1ve what makes the people cry 'Hard 1 nnes '-now that's entirely in your eye • I'll tak e my own experience and prove ' That business ru~1s in its accustomed groove , And that the fogies who are down with blues And moping 'round with patches on their shoes Are monoman iacs, and should be dosed ' With forly la~1es at the whipping-post.

Now, look at me! I live in tip-top sty le­Keep lot s of serv ants 'round me all the while, Am still unm arried, wholly out of debt, And run the old ancestral mansion yet; Pshaw! if our merchants her e were worth a cop, They'd rise and make onr business fairly hop. Th ey lack in spirit !-Me et one on the street, He 'll seize your arm and lead yon lo a seat, And then in melancholy tones begin To spea k of money that he 'c an't get iu.' One man can't run a village all the while ­I've led the business and I've led the sty le, Ent some fine clay I'll sell the old town ont And travel for my health, and look about. Most all these merchants owe me more or less, And, though I'm wealthy, st ill, I mu st confess -- "

The Major paused-then leaping o'er the railing, He vanished through the office lik e a flasJ1,

Just as a man, with influenza ail ing, Who lived by buying up bad d'ebts for cash, Peeped sadly in and sneezed politely-" a-a-s-h ! "

He ran hi s eyes around the office slowly-Sad, weak ly eyes, suggestive of a tear-

Then turning back, he said in accents lowly; "I r'-a-a-1-y thought I seen Jack Stubbs in

here!''

. ....,,,====-.--A Poet's Love.

Just :is I loved thee, so I hate thee now. Go rea,<l anew my pa.ssion-freigbred verses lnscnbed to t~Y dark eye-thy lip-thy

brow-And know that all those praises now are

curses.

Thee, d,u I say? Nay, 'tis a word too swect-

'Tis lovers' purl:tnce, and let lovers use it; "'But, now that I have found you all deceit, l so respect the term I'll not aouse it.

A poet's love goes down into his heart, And drags the strings up by the roots for

fuel, And s11rinks not at the drops of blood that

start; Love is, wben Love, sclf-burbJrous au,l

crncl.

I reached down to the bottom of my soul, And brought. up dearest hopes to burn be-

fore you, And smiled to see the cloud of incense roli Its smoke of sacrificed emotions o'er you.

Yon did not know-so used to petty thinl!s, You thou~·ht I was hke ali your silly lovers, A human butterfly without its winll'.S, That flits to every bloesom it discovers.

Go, f?O, vain girl, and take with you my hate-

A hato as rlccp and splenctid as my passion . Go, go! I lenve you to :rour certain tntc·­'l'he empty future of a thinir of fashion.

-Ella Wheeler.

"Words a.nd their Uses. '

BY A MYSTIFIED QUAKER.

RESPECTED WIFE: From these few lines my whereabouts thee'll 1carn-

Moreover, I impart to thee my serious concern : The language of this people is a riddle unto me, And words, with them, are figments of a reckless mockery l

For insto.ncc: As I left the cars, an imp with smutty face, Said_"Shine?,. "Nay, I'll not shine," I said, "except with

m ward grace ! " "Is 'inward grace' a liquid or a paste?" asked this young

Turk; "Hi Daddy! What is 'inward grace?' How docs the

old thing wort.:: 9 ''

;: Friend," said I to a Jeh1;1, whose breath suggested gin, ran thee ,convey !Ile straightway to a reputable inn?" His answer ~ gross irrelevance I sha11 not soon forget­Instead of sunply yea or nay, he gruffly said "You bet J"

"Nay, nay, I shall not bet," said J, "for that would be a sm-

,vh)!' don't thee answer p1ain1y: Can thee take me to an um?

The vehicle is doubtless meant to carry folks about in-Then wh:y prevaricate? " Said he, perversely "Now yer

shoutm• ! " '

"Nay,_verily, I _shouted not)'' q~oth I, "my speech is mild; But thme-I gneve to say 1t-w1th falsehood is defiled Thee ought to be .admonished to rid thy heart of guile:" "See here! my hvely moke," said he "you sling on too

much sty]e ! " '

"I've _had these plain drab garments twenty years and more,, said T, '

"A]i~ 1v.;~en thee says I 'sling on style/ thee tells a willful

At that. he pra!lced around as if" a bee were in his bonnet" And, ":Ith hostile demonstration.~, inquired if I was "on iti'"

·' On what? Till thee explains thyself, 1 cannot tell," I said. He swore tliat something was "too thin;" moreover it was

"played!" But all his jargon was surpassed, in wild absurdity, By threats, profanely emphasized, "to put a head on " me !

"No son of Belial," said I, "that miracle can do ! " '\Vhereat he fell upon me with blows and curses, too, But failed to work that miracle-if such was his design­Instead of putting on a head, he strove to smite off mine!

Thee knows I cultivate the peaceful habit of our sect, But this man's conduct wrought on me a singular effect; For when he slapped my broad-brim off, and asked, "How's

that for high ? " It roused the Adam in me, and I smote him hip and thigh !

' The throng then gave a specimen oi calumny broke loose, And said I'd "snatched him bald-headed,'' and likewise

" cooked his goose ; " Although, I solemnly affirm, I did not pull his hair, Nor did I cook his poultry - for he had no poultry there!

They called me "Bully boy! " although I've seen nigh three-score year;

They said that I was "lightning'' when I "got up on my earl"

And when I asked if lightning climbed its ear, (Jr dressed in t drab,

".You know how 'tis yourself!" said one inconsequential ! blab!

1 hee can conceive that, by this time, I was somewhat per-plexed;

Yea, the placid spirit in me has seldom been so vexed; T tarried there no longer, for plain-spoken men-like me­\Vith such perverters of our tongue, can have no unity.

- Frank Clive, in tlze "Buffalo Couri(lr."

. , Mr. George Wise has, m a little treatise on "The Autograph of William Shakespeare," given us "four thou­sand ways of spelling the name according to English orthography;" and Richard Grant White (" Shakespeare's Scholar," pp. 478-480) enumerates the following as some of the ways in which the nam~ is ac_tually spelled in the old documents m which 1t occurs:

Chaksper, Shakspere, Shaxpere, Shakspire, Shaxspere, Schaksper, Shakespere, Shakespeare, Schakespeyr, Shaxespeare,

Shagspere, Shaxpur, Shaksper, Shaxsper, Shackspeare, Saxpere, Shakespire, Shakespeire, Shackespeare, Shakaspear,

Shaxper, Shakspear, Shaxpeare, Shakspeere, Shaxburd, Shackspeyr, Shakespear, Schakesper, Shackespere, Shakyspere.

A Constant Reader. BY PARMENAS MIX.

THE overworked scribe of the " U udville Gazette 1

Sat wondering,-moneyless wight,-If his office wou]d ever be cleared of its debt,

With the times so deplorably tight,-When the tread of old leather was heard on the stair

And a stranger stepped into the room, Who asked with the "don't let me bother you,. air,

'Vhich the bore is so apt to assume-

" How are ye?" The editor rose with a smile And pleasantly yielded his chair-

Placed the visitor's sad ly unbeautiful tile (Which exhibited symptoms of wear)

On the top of the desk, alongside of his own (A shocking old plug, by the way),

And then asked in a rather obsequious tone, "Can we do anything for you to-day?"

"No-I jest called to see ye "-the visitor said; "I'm a friend to the newspaper man''-

Here he ran a red handkerchief over his head, And accepted the editor's fan-

" I hev read all the pieces you've writ for your sheet, And they're straight to the p'int, I confess-

That 'ar slap you gin Keyser was sartin ly neat­You're an ornyment, sir, to the press!"

"I am glad you are pleased," said the writer, "indeed; But you praise me too highly, by far-

Just select an exchange that you're anxious to read, And while reading it, try this cigar.

By the way, I've a melon laid up for a treat­I've been keeping it nestled in ice

Tt's a beauty, sir, fit for an angel to' eat­Now, perhaps, you will relish a slice?"

Then the stranger ro?led up half a dozen or more Of the choicest exchanges of aJl-

Helped himself to the fruit, threw the rinds on the floor Or flung them at flies on the wal1. ,.

He assured his new friend that his "pieces we~e wrote In a manner oncommonly able"__,

As he wiped his red hands on the editor's coat That hung at the side of cl1e table.

"By the way, I've neglected to ask you your name '" Said the scribe as the stranger arose; '

"That's a fact," he replied, "I'm Abimalech Bame You have heerd o' that name, I suppose? ,

I'm a-livin' out here on the Fiddletown Creek \Vhere I own a good house and a lot;

The 'Gazette' gets around to me wunst every week­I'm the constantest reader you've got!"

"Abimalech Bame," mused the editor, "B-a-m-e­(Here his guest begged a chew of his 'twist 'J­

H I am sorry to say your mellifluous name Doesn't happen to honor my list! "

"'Spose not;" was the answer-"no reason it should For ye see I jine lots with Bill Prim- ~

He's a reg'lar subscriber and pays ye in wood, And I borry your paper o' him ! "

'?nr':1ce up !1' t,~ lrkc tiu~t" ::;la.ni'"phrase. 1

We hko it bocauee th ore's lots of soul in 1t . You never knew a mean, stingy, !-lhrirel­souled m,in walk up to a chscouraged or Hfilicted neiJrhbur and slnp hlu1 on tbe shoulder and tell u,m to •· brace uia." It is thP. big-hearted. open-handed, whole­,oulcd felJdw thllt comes a.long when you nre cast. down 11nd square, off in tront ot you and tclfs you. ·• That won't do, old fellow ; brace un !" lt is ho that tPIIS you a gooa story and makes you lau1.;h in sr1to or yoursell: tbar, lifls the cunnin thatdarkcns your soul, and tells you to look out and see the light. It is ho that reminds you that there never was • brilliant sunset without clouds. He may not tell you so in just 80 many nnd such words. but ho will make you ·• br e up" and see the sii rer hning !or yourselt.

\

GUILTY.

BY ADDIF. L. BALLOU.

[Rond boforo the working men's mass mooting, San Francisco, August 2u, 1877.]

Guilty! Yer Honor, I do not deny it. I did what I could, sir, to help on the rioL 'l'he right or tho wrong of it I don't defend; :Uut where do these mon ey sharps think it will

end?

All the days of my life I wns brought UJ> to work,

And the, " hnnds of mine ain't no bands to ohirk; 'l'bey be tho willin'est hnnds, l'll be bouurl, Nor stronger nor abler than them can be found.

I be a man for peace. too; but if the right \Jnn't com e without it, them I'm for fight. 'l'ho i,,ouths of tho children. thoy mc1st be fed, }'or hunger, yer Honor, knows no law but bread.

Just look nt me, J udgo. Do I look like a scamp, Becnuso bein' hunary bas made mo n ira.mp? lJ o I look like u deuctb ·eat, chooRin' to roa m, lf work could bo hau, und with comfort at

home?

Cowardly. was it? Well, likely it may be; But I nuver knowed fear, and I ain't no baby To go whinin' about; nor I uin't no sneak I 'l'o pn,1dor and skulk whon its blows that must

speak.

Why, I fit with Grant down the old l\>Iississip. And 'H~as there whero thtt cannon 'S red hot rron I

1Svowod into my side SL1Ch u forotnsto of bell, I Aud tore off my leg witll a fragm ent of sholl.

I've stood picket duty with death like a ruflin, Waist doop in the swamps, without blanket or

l•ro gi;i~~~ent rites to tho dyin' whet> dead, 1 With a daily ul!owance-two slabs of hard

bread. And I ain't the old soldier to di scount the war. 11'0 help win 01· die ~vas what I went for. Nor they won't COlllpl,tin, tlle dead, though in

their gn:wos, . Of the forfeit they made to mako freemen of

slaves. ·

It was somethin', no doubt, to lie wastin' away Dead-alive in the pri110ns, without !otters or

pay; Bnt I count it nil in as a part of the cost, And if y1ctory ended it, no thin' was lost.

We took that for glory, hut our Waterloo met, With u tax upon labor to puy the Wllr debt; With warres reduced to compete with cheap

labor-With Chi nose for rivals ;and tho :freedman our

neighbor.

Rights of property, sir! Why, nil property gnxned

Is tho right of the band thnt by Jubor is stuinorl; Not tho grasping monopolists, who solfisbly hold 'J.ho result of the worker in fetters of gold,

While industry bogs for a pittance for bread, 'l'hat millions may pillow nri .-ztocracy's head. , \Vhy, these very railroucts, with sine\VS of steel, \Y ere blood wrought from sinews thut quiver

and fool. -Shall they whose, hnuds lifted the yoke off tho

slave Bond their necks to a yoke without effort to

sa~·o Their manhood, their honor, the cheek of the

wife, From tho insults that crimson a beggal'ly life?

We are cursed by contractors, till labor no more J\founs honest employment i.nd homes for tho

ooor. If we're idle, wo'ro p11upers; if we work, we'ra

sla ve·s; lf we strike out for justice, wo're branded as

knaves.

And now, plou,e yer Honor, I plead to the chnrge:

I'm guilty of dealin' out justice at large. I know Y!3'U allow ma one question of ¾~rnce. l:'ray, what would yer Honor havo done in my

11lac _0?

Nebuchadnezzar.

You, Nebuchadnezzah, whoa, sah ! Whar is you tryin' to go, sah? I 'd hab you for to know, sah,

I's a-holdin' ob de lines.

BY IRWI N

You better stop dat prancin'; You's pow'ful fond ob dancin', But I'll bet my yeah's advancin'

Dat I'll cure you ob your shine s.

Look heah, mule ! Better min' out­Fus' t'ing you know you'll fin' out How quick I'll wear dis line out

On your ugly stubbo'n back. You needn't try to steal up An' lif' dat precious heel up ; You's got to plow dis fie!' up,

You has, sah, for a fac'.

R U SSE LL.

Dar, dat's de way to do it! He 's comin' right down lo it; Jes' watch him plowin' t'roo it !

Dis nigger ain't no fool. Some folks dey would 'a' beat him ; Now, dat would only heat him-I know jes' how to treat him :

You mus' reason wid a mul e.

He minds me like a nig ger. If he was only bigger He'd fotch a mighty figger,

He would, I tell you ! Yes, sah ! See how he keeps a-clickin ' ! He's as gentle as a chicken, An' nebber thinks o' kickin'-

Whoa dar I Ne buchadnezzah I

I s dis heah me, or not me ? Or is de debbil got me? ''fas dat a cannon shot me?

Hab I laid heah more'n a week?

b

Dat mule do kick amazin' ! De beast was sp'iled in rai sin'­By now I ' spect he's grazin'

On de oder side de creek.

I -H~-F<"'~~~. ()once•:;:-

\

"Wife--hntsho !-say-" u'\Yell , denr-achoot" ,,

'~ l\:I.v d-n.rncd hny-~ever come$ on to-dp_,y. 1- • • i'm 'fraid that mine i.; a-com in~, loo ."

"l"ll fly- t,n,t.sllo !-to the h ills ,v 1'reddy.' '

11 Y c~. husband-we'll go away thcsc.1."

"llntsho I-Get ready ." " Achee ! Achee I

"Kah-cuilt ! here Pat!" "Yes, bos~-haw-choooo !

o I'v,o got tho, hay- .le-chitti,.!-go1n' n.wa:r;'' I "r.><tru-scu1zr.z 1-l'vo tae sn,me-·· I 11

tr:1Vcl wict you; An' the harse in the sht::tble heel bettbcr \

For hgeo !~~cr.eo like mad wid the cpi- 1

ha.zoo!" . ,, "Oh-tsehn, ! Oh-t,schay 1 ,,

"Huw-choo l Haw-choo !

"Oh . Pn11a-nh-chitt!" , "Well-schow !-what, yotl? '.

11 See, Brichtct t 'fhe biggest old ironin' y1t: Got more'n n thousand lrnndker-choo 1.

She's packin' the trunk<j-ohec 1-awhtl sight! 1,,

'Nough fot• a droYe of elenhants-scc. 0 Ah-choo l-a ll right !11

.. Achee! Achee!''

'' Sa.y, rui-.isus-ach ce t" "1y e1 I Hrj1get--:i,c~g_o ~' "Sure po,l tafi-ot sfu-.eezes as lively

I sllpot! ~~ill take him-achoo l-whiu . WC go." "No; yon cook tho irupuclcnt rascal

forten.; . , I'll teach him! W e'l\ eat Ltim; th3t ~ what

we wil l do!" "Och !-murlher-ncbec !"

"Yes, Bridgct-atchoo !"

.. Come on-bay-c holi l" "The t1ckets-att-checeee !"

"P::tl, get the trunks ch ecked for the pittch-ow ! . .

"Be quiok, Bri1}gct-ch~~ !-wn,e lns noso--don't you sect '

" Shtop bawlin' ye brat 1 Bo shtill wid yo uowl"

•' Yow-,Yanaao.aaaan.aa-sb.-nce 1 "Oh. cleo.r !-cac how !"

•• Owaaaaaa I k- chee !" _ _______ _ -Gra11hic.

01'' TIIE .AUTHORS' C.ARNIV.AL,

Given with so much success at the Pa.-11100 during tue week, we may very properly select the Slrnkspearian Boolll as a fit subject ror com­meut . Not the least enjoyable among the pieces presented there was "The Comedy or Erro rs " with Messrs. Frank Unger and Clay M. Greene ;s th e tl\'O Dromlos. 'l'here seems, In tile acting qua lity, to be, with these gentlemen, the same

• fitness or stage association that marked tne Jlrot hers Placide, and later, Messrs. Robson aud Crane . It was a bold enterprloo rot· the young gent lemen to undertai.:_e, considering this comec1y ts o,,e or . tlle most dlf11cult In tlie ::ihakspearlau series, aud that tlley offered tllemselves In cow­par lson to the well-known comedlaus just men­tloued . 'l'o stiy tllat comparlsous were 1uslltuted not at all In ruvor or tlle Placlctes auct Messrs l lobson aud Crane, as aga.lnst Messrs. Uni.er ,u:ct Greene, Is prutse Indeed! 1t can be said, from a cr1uca1 srnutlpou,t, uuct wltliout rear or succes;.. tut cootradl ctlun, Cllat they played the parts o! th e t win serving-men actmiralJly. In voice, maim­up and ectlon, u1ey were so much allKe tnat It was almost Impossible to ·dl8liogul;;ll one rr6m tne other. An lntlmale knowledge or stage busl­ne&> was displayed, aud a great deal or courage ex lliblted by Lhelr rerusa , to follow In t11e oeateu patll or sume prores,toual predecessors, who are too olleu disposed to make or the Dromios butioous, rntner than sltnple servant men.

lm. BEN '!'EAL

Plue Glaz. Mine vrow de oder nite said, "Hons!

Dhoes beobles as dey pass, Look vonders vy der reason vos,

Dod ve don'd got plue glaz."

I dole mine vrow der reason vy, vos, I vouldn't got der brass

To humpug beobles un dot vay, Un put in dod plue glaz.

She zaid she dond pelieve id, Un I gould got mit grass;

Dod bretty guick she'd vind id oud, Ov she goud'nt hafe plue glaz ..

V ell, I zaid, go hed mine dear, Dey'l zhoud as you go py

"Heigh! look ov dod old deitcher gal, She must got a plue glaz eye."

Un den she gried, vos bretty zick, Bud voud'nt dake plue mass,

Un yelled to vake der det mens up, Iv coud'nt she have plne glaz.

V ell every von vos grazy gone, Id zoon gomes ov zuch a bass,

Dots no madder vod der drouble vos, Musd cure id mit plue glaz.

Ve hope our vriends dond vos all phools, To mix id mit deir hash,

Un vish dem all voud stay guite vell, Who cured vos, on plue glaz.

The Signal-man Asleep .

How did I get this mark on my cheek, And this long red burn on my brow?

Oh, never mind, it would take a week, And you can't want tcf"hear it now.

You do? Very well. You shall have it then­All the same a bit rough in the style,

For you can't expect stories from railway men, Nor poems f1'9m sons of toil.

You must know on our line there were tunnels a score, And cross-lines all forming a net,

A.nd points in one tunn el, where Jack Braddon swore We should one day be in for it yet.

Tbis Jack ¼as my stoker. A "pitch in" he meant­Yet he'd stoked for so many a year

That his mind had got sooty, his back rather bent, And his eyes had a fiery leer. ..,

CINOINNA.7'I'S SENSA.7'ION. There came, though a day, when I don 't know ho¼ Jack Braddon seemed down in the dumps,

1'lajor Byr 11e Robbed by a Friend of' hi • And 1 caught him a-lookin' at me with a stare Beantlful Bctt•othell, As he stooped just to throw in the lumps.

. What's up, J ack?" I says, as we ran along trim. From the Baltimore Gav_ue. • 11 You'd look 'most as green as a leek

CINCINNATI, May 30.-Nothmg Ill the fash• If that physiog. of yours as Wallsend warn't grim. ionable social world hero has created such a But come there-quick-screw down the brake!" sensation recently, and nothing ev_erso stran7e. Jack screwed down the brake, and we came to a stop; as the strangely romantic marriag e of Miss But before we had started once more Blanche Worthington of Covinirton, Kentucky, Jack says to me soft, as he let his voice drop: aleadingbelleof greatb eautya ndaocomolish- "Dick Dallas, who's on at the Shore?" ments. to Mr. B. V, Jackson of Parkersburg. We called that the Shore there-the tunnel, I mean -West Virginia, son of Judg e Ja ckson, of the Where the line crossed the "up" by the hole, United States Court of West Virginia. The For 'twas as grim as any foul drain I had seen, affair was a runaway match. and the ceremony Or as black as our tender of coal. wus perfornwd at the Burn et House b¥ the Rev. , .. ,, d , Dr. Gray.an Episcopal divine. . Who son at the Shore, Jack, I says; ;,;hy, what od s.

The lady has long been engaged to llfaior There steady chaps, pomted a heap. Ilyrnc, a prominent young railroart man ?f this Right, Dick, th en," says Jack; "our lives they are God's, city. a verl' worth)_' gentloman, ant}. as his con- But suppose as t!tat c!tap was asleep?'' dnct on this 01lcas1on shows, a chivalrous one. Tho }fajor is a devoted Catholic, which faith the We were dashing along at a pretty good raee young lady voluntarily adopted. after careful For the mouth of the tunnel ahead, investigation and a long course of instruction h J k k h ·f h " 1· " h l from leading rlivines of the Catholic Church in W en :3-c spo e, w ,en. 1 ~ e cut mg eac Pace this city and Covington, aud whkh sho was ~o Drdn t spm ~?und s if_ Id been bled. . formally em brace on their_ marriai::e day m ' Confound you! I says, m a vo,ce full of sp,te, June. . , . As I whistlecl and put on more st~am,

_Dnrin!<" the_fes_t1val we~k Mr. Jacks.on nnn l11s For there in th e distanc e the "green" shone all right, s1st.n- v1S1tec1. Crncrnnat1, where llfoior Ilyrn~. Though it did seem a sickening gleam. assisted by l11s ]adv lovo, ~ontnbulod to tl!ea· entertainment. On Thursday they ap, dined to- Here, shove on more coal there-quick, and don't talk ; !<"ether at the Bnrnet v~ry hapoily. _I hat oven- \\Tait till out of this tunnel we o-et. mo- the lover placed. his betrothed Ill the com- , • " I ';. 1 h lk pany of l\fr. Jackson for tho festival. On Fri- You re a mce sort of mate, says, by a ,?ng c a , clay she was to entertain him by introdu ction Not that I at your gammon shall fret. to her lady friends. and did so. I scarcely had roared out these words to poor Jack

On S\1turday afte.rnoon l\Ir. Jackson _ca\l~d When we dashed by the box with a leap, upon \us friend Mai_or Byrne to .assist him m And thrre in a moment I saw, leaning back, gcttmga marriage hcen se , to wh1chhoresponcl- ,.,... •,,. 1 . , l l 1 1 t'd as a friend at once, auu together they re- , "' stona -man ,ie!p ess as eep. pa.ired_ to the Probate Court, the layer little The next glance ahead showed an eno-ine's two lamp s-clreammg what wns m storo for him. The M G d I I , 11 f 0

names of the contractin.: parties were th ere Y O • can I le you my ears. first pronouuceu. Imagine whatmusth,webeen Turn steam off! turn on_! why, look here, my face damps tho feelings of tho strong man, the ard~nt As I tell you the tale after years. lover, when hearing the name of his a lm ost wife Screw down! Curse your screw!•· He had done it before. in such a connect.ion, but ho believed it a crue l But what was the use of the brake? joko and not until he met th~ lad y did he doubt Th " · " h I · I d I her.' He was invited to give the brido away, and e pomts t ey were ~ ang:mg out _ou as swore, having to release her from her en>(agemen~w 1th And the tun~el, was _filled with a shnek . him (a most solemn one) he consented. berng a As the up engme s whistle rang out loud and shnll, lifelong fri,mdof both parties.- '.l'l,cre seldom has And then-can't you picture it well? lJoen witnes_se<l a nobl er exh1b1.t1011 of true ma~- Two trains in a tunnel-a crash-the n all still, hO(?dand cluva.lrytlrnn when th1sge11tlemnn,s~f- And then each loud agonized yell · fermg the agony ot a crushed heart nn,l hut}lll- . . • iatod spirit, with IL calm norvo and bearrng, The cnes of the fnghtened more loud than the crushed, hil\'ing formally released the lad:,, from her And then the loud hrss of the steam rilighted trotb, for~iving ber th!) great wrong As from out the bruised pipes it sullenly rushed, she had done him m blastmg his l!fo hy pre- And the wreck in the lamp's sickly gleam. ci Ditntoly trampling imder foot tllo pler11;es . . , . of fidelity aud lov e st ill warm upon her l!DS, It's to me like a dream as I gtdd1ly nse gave_ away in marriage to another the_ iclol From the midst of a huge heap of coal, of his ow~ heart. He _hns n_ot smce permit- My face and hands bleeding all misty my eyes ted the affair to be men honed Ill h 1s presence. ' • but is evidently sutforing as such n man can As I grope my way out of the hole .. suffer. His friends havr, been apprchonsirn of And then I went back wtth the porters and guards, tho r esult upon him. The pro_miro.ence of tll0 And passengers trembling each man, parties-Miss Worthin1;to1~ berng a mem\)er And endeavored to drag out the wounded , there barred of a lerulmg Kentucky Jam1ly, a groat favonte, By each splintered up carriage and van . a famous beauty and. belle, some twenty- r b f h d d seven or twenty-eight years ohl; i\1r. Jackson, Not any too soon, ,or e ore we a one the lady's junior, the scion of a prominent Vir- The furnaces fired the heap, ginia family, a cousin of "8tonow11ll." and SOQ And racmg and lrckmg the walls as I run or a distiugnisherl jurist. anrl thy dcsorto<l lo';- - They roared and rushed with a leap. er , a prominentgontl<'man rn rnilrnadanu busi-ness eire!Ps, ol high mornl wurth 11nrt _cnlture, I remember, too, now, all the wounded and dead-and I IJeliieve, a nativ e of your State, l\larylm1d A score a t th e least when all told -makes_ tnis" leading sensation i_n. the thr ee As they lay in the station-and then the guard said : States ol Ohio, Kentucky. and Virgnua. "Where's Braddon?" and then I turned cold;

---- For it struck me at once in the ''Shore" he must lie, A.MUSl<:MENTS. With the flames roaring hard at his side, He was a goo.ct mate a_nd true, though, to me in those days ,

1 And many s the mile we have run; I Tho Emelie Jllelvillo "Pinnfore" Troupe

Poor Jack! he was out and out queer in his ways- onuned to a full house nt Dio1z' llnll, Onklnnd. But there, I shall never be done. Inst nigbt, and scored u success, Tno verfor•

monco rnn with verfect smoothness from tho first ris e of tnu curtain. Miss Emolie Melville's J·osephine was u tllot·oughly cllnrmin~ perfor­mancu. l\Ir • .Ben Clu.rk's Ralph Rnckstrnw war; n fitting mate to 1t, und wos ncted with sn,rit, and sunir t0, perfection. '.l:ue Admirul nf 1\lr. J?r1rnk Unger ploasing vocnlly, wns driunot ..

And of all who were present not one dared to try To again tread that furnace-hole wild.

I thou ght of Jack's young 'uns, I thought of his wife, And then, with a "God help me," ran

There was up by this tunnel, and always had been, By the side of the switches a hole,

With a lamp for a signa l, a red and a green, You know, on the top of a pole;

And there like a sentry the signal-man stayed, Controlling each train that should run,

For the "up .. when it came-then it made me afraid To think what neglect might have done.

For you know if an '' up'' on the rail came full dash, Were the red lamp of danger not shown

I\ ''down" might come on, cross the metals, and, crash ! How the line would with murder be strown,

l\nd this in a tunnel. 'mid darkness and death­This crash in a place black as ink-

Great God! just to think there to give up your breath! I tell you / shuddered to think.

l\nd many's the time I have drawn a long sigh As we rattled along past the box

saw the signal-man right, going by, In the place where the wires he blocks.

, i0 ally n new and very ncccptnblo c\oparture from l,Jron1i1ing it.leas. 'l'bo .tiuttor-Cllll aml llubo of Misses Mattia nod Alico \\'heeler were frasn unLl ,,lensing, tho foroJer cifspln.dng n pure und IJ01Vcrful voice, anu tbe Dondeye of Mr. \;reen I fillet tl1e Boatswuiu of .i\lr. EJwnrds were Uf'l to nil requirements. l\lr. l:toodl'iolJ's Ouptain Corcoran was ploasin~ 111 its entirety, unU the •• Ablo Sl•amau" t\f ~luster \Jus Pixley wus one of the m,,st oulnablo bits of tbe evonin:.;. Tho choruses wero t'eutures, belna rendun.-d with dash and bnrmony. 'l'he marines, ent:inee1·oct by )Ir. Gaurge Vh1~J:i"t w ... •ro noblo. lillJl'Ctmens of J>t·oi,erty wtlitiu. Thu trouoe 1V1II 01>011 at tho i,it:inuanl on J;'riduy avenin~. _ _ _

Down the great ruddy tunnel, now scared for my life As I climbed on each corner to scan.

It was raging that heat, it was burning my skin, And all baffled I felt I must fail,

When from under an axle that wedged him tight in I heard my poor mate's helpless wail.

He called me by name ; then through fire and steam, With the flames even singeing my head,

I managed to free him, and out by the gleam Of the fire I bore him-but dead.

For before I had stumbled o'er sleeper and rail One-half of the distance, he sighed :

O God, help my little ones ! " then, with a wail, "0 Polly ! " he whispered, and died .

You ask me about this old mark here, this seam, And the scar of the burn on my brow?

It was all in tha t "pitch in," that seems like a dream, A signal-man sleeping-that'.,; how.

\ THE ATTEMPTED MURDER, ---· e Press Opinions on De Youna'• S11ea1,.

lo&: Crime. l E YOUNO'S JOU)IALISTIC DEFIINOll EXAMINED,

l In Sacramento Rewrd-/Jni011: Inasmuch as 011 ton De Youug has undertalren, through his paper \ re- Chronicle, to defend and Justlry hls cowarcuy' s 1a- ~reachernus attempt to murder Dr. Kalloch, It t ec- become necessary In the Interests or society

examine tile position assumed on hls behair.' JO, two articles yesterday the Q1tro11icls assert 1 n- first that the libelling or a man's rather turnlst

no Justtficauon tor a llomlclctal assault, but tt 18

llbcll1ng a man's mother does rurnlsh a [ustltl< lh tlon tor such a crime: second, that such angua

as Kalloch used In regard to De Youug's r11ml l8

excused the assassination of him wlthaut gtvl te him a chance tor Ills life. 'l'he Chr011icle's la J•

guage, above rererred to, Is as tallows: "II l,

man says or another's te.tber or brotb U1 at be 18 u. tbter or an u.dulterer t

:1 Jaws or society would not at all Just( resentment to tbP extent or homicide." 'l'llan

.e to say, that Kalloch would not have been Jus nect In shooting De Youcg tor slandering hts de1

l- father's memory, ".But when such lauguage 1 Kalloch aeUllerately and with t.he rankest a5

s most unchristian motives used, Is directed again a mother or a sister, the Jaw ot society not on

0 Jusunes extreme action, but spurna and 8COj I the son or brother as a,coward and a wreooh Ir r does not entoroe that chastisement." 'l'hat Is l

say, that De Young was perrectly Justified In l tempting to murqer KaJJoch. O! the extent~

wbtcll the Chronicle Is willing to go In aerendl Its owner, the following extrnct tram another a tlcle In the same Issue glvel3 sufficient ev1denc) "A man who bas Tecetved mortal offence the hands 9r another, an orrence so awr that the law can oJier no possstble repar tlon or atonement tor It, may be excus~ ror shooting down his assailant In broad dayligh In the presence ·or bis abettors, and without a torcting b1m a chance Io•hls me." Here the mo cowarctly assasslnatton, tram an ambush, Is 1 pudently and expUcltly approved and commende~ We have printed these extracts to show the putJi lie that tt ls absolutely necessary to deal wit~ this matter In the most practical ana unsparln way. 'l~e Insolent defiance ot public optnloQ Wll[Ch De Youug lS DOW exb[b[tlng through hi ' pap~r. the cool and audacious Justltlcatlon or as sassmatlon which he has set up, und tbe lncre ctl1 bJy brazen attempt ol the Chronicle to reconstn,·:t

his crime, show cone! ustvely that any couslde , the moral code so as to make It flt the ctetallsi ,1

tton ror tne feelings or sucn an otrender would a worse tllan wasted, and that the only course ler~ Is to tear away all disguises and go straight to the heart ol the matter.

Io tne nrst place, then, the vlt3l fact must be pointed out and lnslstect upon, that even suppos-Ing the existence or an unwritten code which Jus-titles the reseuttnir or uttacl<s upon temale rela-tlves, that alleged rtgbt ftresupposes the talslty ol the charges preferred. t Is toe more necessary to d wen upon this condition, tor ttie reason that some Journals hil,V8 already pubUshe'.1 remarks tending to conrnse the publlc mind as, ror exam-

y pie, that every attack: upon a man's' motner Just!-ts fies the most extreme retallatlon. lt Is periectly

evident that the establlshuient ot such a maxim JC as this woulct be subversive o! 11,w, and tnat ls r- lndeleuslble unless quaUtled, We will sup-IS pose, ror the purpose or lllustratton, tl\e

case o! ,a acsperaao belonging all his me I to the crlmloal classes. 'l'he mother or g such a man, hers eH belonging to the same order,

and steeped In <1eprav1ty to the lips, might yet !Je l- regarded by him wltll some special utrectlon. e. suppose, novr, tnat the actual racts or this 1g wo,uan's evil career were statect by an enemy or" a tile son, would such a statement JustHy him tnL ln assasslna ting the accuser? According to thE l· theory put rorward by the Cnrn11icle, it would, 101 1t th11t theory Implies that the mere tact or nHal. )! connection ls Cull warmut tor the commission o~ Lg murder, without any rererence whate~ to the lr truth or !als!ty or t110 statements re rded us

obnoxious by the assassin. But !t is on1y nece~ a sary to consider this theory to reallze that 1t 1.., m altogether uutenabie. Any hypothesis or this-It klud, to be <1e!ens1ble, must, rest upon very-

<ll!Ierent grounds. We may observe In passing,' LS tllut there !snot and never !las been, even In the b least civilized communlues, a law, written or un-d written, which Justllled tbe cowardly mode or, I, assault committed upon Kalloch by De Young._ ll Even where seml-barbar!sm rccog·ntzes the "cocte.

o! honor," no man coulct ever holct up his head tn;, a society arter havlug perpetrated so craven a <leect., )f 'l'hat, however, Is a question tor arter consldem;·

t1on. '!'he matter to be dealt wlt11 at present Is, .s the state or facts which, under any conceivable k condition or social usages and puollc opinion,>

could Justl!Y bomJcldal assault In atouement 1or• .t an Insult upon a woman. JJcrore this public citwt

torm an lntelllgent Jud~ment upon thttt point, !t:· e must be made acquainted with the actual tacts , and thus rar De Young and the Chronicle have chosen to ignore this ,necessity altogether.

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The assumption that every woman reg ardlesJ Ot her Character ana antecedeuta, co1nmands t~e kine! or defence exhibited In killing any one wile assails her, cannot be adwltted t:iocl t ntzes no such rlgi1t or lndlscrlmln.ate s1atluI:~ 0J'n'l the part or the lndlvlaunJ. ,Nor1loes wciety con,l cecte that because a man Is wllllng to commit" murcter tn defence or a woman therefore the ct ts Justlfluble. 'l'be kind or sllpshoa reasoning ei:n ployed by the Chronicle may answer tor po11uc11i pasqutnades, anct such ephemeral literature bu• It 18 entirely out or place In the <llSCUSS!on of sd, grave and serious a matter 11s this. 'l'hat Journal has undert11k:en to set up a Hne or argument whtcJll would, It accepted as souud, give the Jawles.!' elemenL a terrible actvantage and thererorn 1· Its sophistry must be proruptly an<l 'clearly ex '" posea. It 18 not true, as De Young'll paper asserts ~· that every man Is Jusunect in resorting to llomt,a ~!<le In retallutlon ror affronts upou every mother/!" lo obtain any shadow or Justtficatton tor such ex-• treme measures It must be conclusively shown• that the alleged aliront was a vile slunder anii° not merely a repulsive and <11sgrace1u1 trut1i I 1

regard to the present case the extant tacts ar~: not In the possession or the public but !t i' Is evident thllt they WIii Ila ve to be ct'eveJopect r In tile course of the trial and that no Jury' can reacll an lntelllgeat an<l equlr.atHe verdict ,t uuless It la acqualuted with theUJ, 'l'he preseu. • tatlon or these consl<lerallonR has been necess! tated by the etrrontery ot De Young's aereni:e­He was not calleCI upou to talce i1ny such auct· · clous aod Cletlant POtiltlon as he has taken but i~ asnrncll as be has decided upon that cour8e JJ~ option ts Jett tue bonomble press or tne state 'out to point out the tatal ilaw m his argument and to omphas12e It wltb so much rorce •B may tie re- • quired to secure a ruu exprumre or the weakuess or tile line adqptea. 'l'he Chronicle bas gm­tultously assum!!tl tor Its master the position which a thoroughly houorable man, wttll tno­roughJy honorable cr;inneJ)tlons, coulCI alone oc­cupy. It ts not possible to accept tile Justice or tit!&-, -assuwpt!ou in the absence or proors "e do not pretend tQ kuow whether a d!scJodur; or all the tacts wouJ(l a!rect De Young's position ravornbly or unravorably, out we have no hesita­tion !n saying that up to the present moment ue has retrained tram glvlug tile public auy 1u10r­matlon which tends In the slightest degree to pall1t<te or modlry the prlwa ructe atrocity or his assault upon Jralloch. Bcrure tile Chro11icle goes any further With the kind 01 defence It has tuus tar been making, tt wlll do well to consider t ue objections nere olfered to the vallctJty or !ts argu­meut, Anct If any embarrassment result, De Young must remember thllt when he undertook to k111 Kallo ch ror an allei§ild Insult to biS ramlly be cowpe!led the publl~o Inquire Whether he possessect a·ny moral justification ror what he did.

" TllE VILE SHEET." Salt Lak:e Herald: The De Youngs are dis­

trusted aud despised by the oetter classes or tile comwuntty. 'l'ney have usea their abll!ty to make themselves teared by all, good and b~d h!g11 and low. It has caused people outside o'r Uulllornla to wondt>r, when reacting In tile Chron­icle the columns ot slauder. abuse, per~onal as­saults, attacks upon private individu>1ls, ana ex­posures ot tamlly a!Ialrs In whlcn there was aay. thing rro,o which to·weave a sc>in<lal; we say 1t has occasioned deep surprise outside tne State, that the paper was permitted to exist, and Its publishers allowed to llve In the community. San J!'ranclsco must contain queer society, to not only permit so unclean a sheet to circulate In its midst, but actually turnlsh lt the means to keep 1t up and enrich Its proprietors. We-do not remember having seen a Sll\!sle copy ol the ChroniclB that ()Quid tle called a ctecent, respectable paper. We Shllll !Je IiJIStakt>n 1t this bloody deed ctoe9 JJOt prove a cteath·blOW to tile San Francisco Chronicle, It It does not carry Charley lJe Young to the scar­fOld. 'l'he vile sheet has outraged decency too Jong.

HINTING AT LYNCHING, El Dorado Repttblican: Is It not about time this

sort 01 thing was stopped? It De Young dues not receive his Just aeserts at the llandsor tile law, tue peoplti will no longer look: to tile law tor protec-tion In emergencies or tnls k:lnd. ,

PAID IN ms OWN COIN, Portland Oregonian: 'l'he career ot the Chronicle,

as an organ or vlllt!catlon, hus se1dom hact a par­allel. ureat energy uas been evinced by Its pro­prietors, but usually that energy has been sname- · rnlly w1sutrecte<1. People huve pttld tribut~ to the paper because they rearea It. Jt has gained success, but not so much by Its excellence as a newspaper as by !Ls rage or defamation anct auuacity or falsehood. Many a mau who utterly dlsplses Jt has !ouud lt cheaper to give It his p11tronage on Its own terms than to encounter1ts nostlllty. When It has had a point to muk:e, no couslcteratlous or propriety or de­cency nave oeen allowect to stand In Its way. It ts no exaggeration to say tbttt tne Chronicle bas terrorlzeu the commuulty where It Is publlshect. lt has applied to journalism, with certain cllauges to s~l_t !ts s!tuaUon, the p~llowe~y tne

"c1,1ers or'l,lle urO~J_jon tbe com­mumlles at w.blch WlilY were the terror, aud. whtch were glad to 1l0dlpromlse wltll them .tor tUelr so-called prot~ou. Even Industry id euergy ar<:1 not commeuctable qualltles When y tak:e wrong direction. '.J.:here is a higher ml ou tor Journalism tna11 to trllduce, mauw anct de­tame; ana when a newspaper expends lts,est euergles In theso directions, It becom a nuisance, or even a. curse, to a cowmUn!cy Ju ro-portton to Its success. . .

Puollc opinion, the dlspatelles ss.y, runs heav!ly ag111nst tile CMonicle. It coulct hardly be otUer­wiSe. Few Indeed there are too dull to see thllt this atralr is the n .-tural outcome or tbe sty!"' or Juuruallsm ol which that paper Is a noted repr e­sentlltlve. Wlleu tile power or the Press ts di­vorced rrom moral responsllJlllty, tllere ts not' Jul the world another so unmixed and dead ly ai1 evll Since public oplnlon in San Fra nelsco ts uo1v arousea , It shoulct see t1111t Justice In this case 1~; strl utly enrorced. Ana, ,,,, ve all, It shoulel 111slet that journalls,n be heir _ -· ;pons!b1Jltles com­meusurate with Its obll.g. n . to the publi c anct Its claims to public suppo«. 'l'here shoulel be in every COtlllliUDltY a body O[ pubUc Opinion able, by wlttihOJdmg !ts support, to cru sll every jour­nal which hat>!tually dlsregarcts !ts ctutJes or abuses Its privileges. That tL1ere 1s In Sao Fta u­clsco a publ!c opinion equal to every emergen cy !s shown by pres erv11tlou of the1i eace 01 the city uncter trying clrcumstunces. Aroused uo1v by tilts h!cteous outrage, It shauld assert ltsen by

Ti~c~~~fuhd~~°v~~~~r:~~d tt;~ ~lfr:e~: l/.lUr,jlal-llRUTAL IN THE EXTREME. ~ • I

Watsonville Pajaronian: \'\<hen De Young '1)0 Kalloch lll<e a. dog, 110 acted hlmselt more &iw ardly than any assassin recorded !n h!stcry! . i ( placed hlwselr beyou<l tl1e pal e ot sympatll , Cl is deserving ot ou!y the bitterest condemna bh, • For yeurs tlle CMonicle has sland erect l'lt pleas t·e, and me day or Its reckoning, though slow lnWim­lng, ,has at last arrived. At one step I Ill!. shown Its vul uerablllty, its weak roundatlo mt dark lire, ond never again can !t attain any p,om lnence In this State. The law, Ir well admlnl tered, will Incarcerate De Young ror 11le, aiw tn tile event or Kalloch's death, wm hangi!fl! 'l'llere should be no other ending, We congrat late the Workingmen on their adu1lrab havlor. The cowardly attemptect assass!Q ton ol a leader would have moved any-organl:t atlon to Its depths. 'l'he Workingmen have done nebly,

SHOULD Bll WIPED OUT OF ElUSTENCll. (: Occident (San Francisco): JI Dr. Kalloch recov­

ers, as we sincerely hope he may, let Charles De Young be convicted o! assault to kill, and sent to tM Penitentiary tor the balance 01 bl3 natural ure. Ir Dr. Kalloch dies or his wounds, Jet ~has. De Young, without unnecessary delay, be hanged by the neck: Ull he ts dead: 1'he Workingmen have, unexpectedly to many, shown the most commenctabla patience and torbearance; Let the author1tie11 have a ralr chance. Let them show the people whether the repetition or 1856 Is neces­eary or not. But let the Cltlzens, Workingmen and all, se~to It tbat there ts no shuffling, no eva-

- s!on, nor procrastlnatto11, nor change or venue, nor any or the tricks known to lawyers to obstruct the ends or Justice. Let thenl see to It that Chas. De Young nev~r leaves the city unleas it be to go

· to the penltentlar.v, or from the gallows to the grave, as the ca~e may be. ·

If the downfall or the De Youngs shall prove to be the downlall or the Oh>"onicl• also, It wm tie a source or congratul ation to all good men, Under their management It has been Just what might have been expected tram th eir character and antecedents. It has held nothing sacred, Hardly a prominent clergyman or this city bas escaped 'Its envemomed range. Blackmail anti slander have been. Its ure. '£hey have tak:en a fiendish delight In tarnlsl.!tng the reputation or others, and casting a bllght upon pure and-1lappy homes. Pitiless and merciless themselves, tbey are undeserving the pity or the mercy or an out­raged eowruunttr. 'l'o ils 1t bas been a stanarng wonder that suclr men were allowed to puhllsn such a paper In the city tor so many years. · And we now make our appeal to thA people or the city, and ol the coast, to know IC the time has not come when the San Fran cisco Chronicle must e1t11er change Its management and become a de­cent paper, or be wiped out or existence, Let the people answer.

DE YOUNG MUST SUFFER THE FULL PENALTY, Pacific (San Francisco) : Shall the man wbO

asperses the character or his opponent, or that ot his pareut, shoot him It hectares to retallate In kind? Jlfen sboul<l not speak: or write such bitter personalities. Freedom or speech, or the rights or Journitllsm should not Include such low black:­guardtsm. But It they ar e Indulged In allk:e by two parties, and then the one shoots the other says he ts 1n honor bound to slloot him, bis honor req u!res It, Ills nua1 Jove-ehame on a man who says be Is thus bound to k:111 a defenceless man· but 1r he kills him, Shall ~~~~ U.lllpun!shed? mi

<1nnot_ Gofl's law w1ll n ..him. and man's

M.A. KENNEDY···:·······:········································· · ·· ·· ---Manager.

H. M. S. PINAFORE; -- . -OR,- -

The Lass that Loved a Sai 1or. JOSEPHINE ................ ~nss EMEJ...IE MELVILLE

"Sorry her lot who loves too well."

LITTLE BUTTERCOP ................................ MISS MATTIE WHEELER "I'm called Little Buttercup ." .

HEBE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ................. MISS ALICE WHEELER u His Sisters and his Cousins and his Aunts."

SIR JO.SEPH PORTER, K. o. B ..... . ..... .. ..... . ... ... MR. FRANK L. UNGEl I "The Ruler of the Queen's Navee." •

RALPH RACKSTRA W ...................................... .... MR. BEN CLARK "What, never ! well, hardly ever,"

CAPTAIN COR<JORAN .............................. MR. J. KI~G GOODRICH c 0

" The hardy Captain of the Pinafore." e,

DICK DEADEYE...... .. . . . . . . . . . . . .... ..... ............... CLAY M. GREEN di "I'm ugly-, too, ain't I?"

BILL BOBSTAY (Boatswain) ............................ MR. WILL P. EDWARDS BOB BECCETT (Carpenter's Mate) .. .... .. .... ................. MR. McCARTHY TOl\I TUCKER (Midship Mite) ................. .. ......... MASTER GUS PIXLEY p TOM BOWLIN (Able Seaman) ......... . ........ .. ............ MR. GEO. STALEY CAPTAIN OF MARINES .......................... . .. . .... MR. GEO . B. CHILDS FIRST MARINE.... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . R. JOHN DERBY SECOND MARINE ........................ .... ............ MR. W. F. WALLACE

I THIHD MARINE ................ . . ...... ...... ............... . . MR. H. A. SMITH 1<f FOURTH MARINE ............................................ MR. CHAS. SWAIN FIFTH MARINE ............................. .. ....... ... . M. W. LITTLEFIELD c !';IXTH MARINE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ........ . ........... MR. WM. STOKES

.._, SISTERS, COUSINS, AUNTS, ETc.

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~~~~~·· _,_ . • De Young inust receive law must. It Kalloch,.,~lesrhne 'fhe law must be the full penalty ol i.vS c alns·t the murderer. lalth!ully executed at latal De Young IS It t,he wouods are D rlmll merits the still a cr1m10a1. Bis 8 by the law. If It severest punishment allowe ho

8 It will ~nd the

does not call tor his Jtr;.,;e~ w~lch has too long , ll!e O! a Vile, l,_m:roie1\ tne hames ol our City. degraded and~ U OF THE OO1rnUNITY.

'THE JEANNETTE'S VICTIMS .stout, roun -faced man, W1th light hair ' at;td whiskers. He said it had been so long since he had tasted a "square American meul" that he was in a hurry to plunge into t.he civilization of New-York. "It was in Februarj(,__ 1882, ·• he began, "that I joined Lieut. Harber ln~ London, went with him to Paris, and thence to St. Petersburg direct. Here we mad_e sundry purchases in the shape of fur coats, fur stock­ings boots, rugs, wolf skins, ancl provisions. We added to those purchases in Moscow and Nijni Novgorod-the irreat towns of fairs. Then we went to Irkutsk by sledge, and endeavored to charter a steamet· there for our search. We were, however, unsuccessful. We pursue? our way to Vitcemsk, where we stayed until the formidable ice on the Lena broke up, em­ploying the time in building a steamer 51 feet long and some small boats. Thence to Iakutsk a distance of 2,000 English miles." They anfred at the mouth of the Lena about the end

THE BODIES OF DE LONG AND HIS COMPANlONS AT HOME.

ARRIV .AL OF THE FRISIA WITH LIEUT.

TD~ OYL I co) . The Chronicle, Pacific Methodillt (San Fra~c \t time nas been a

from Its 1ncept1on to the ~h!:ecommunltY, terrll'y­glloul tyranolZlug over and wicked persecu- . ing men by Its bOld s1anderk 1ng however sacred! I tlons. .No man, woman, or mmi.nant and bruta

HARBER AND HIS PARTY- LIEUT,

SCHEUTZE'S ACCOUNT OF THE JOURNEY.

The pier of the Hamburg-American Line of steamers, at Hoboken, was soberly decorated, just before noon ~ esterday, with the German and American flngs hung at half-mast 11bove the sombre wooden building of the company. The steamer Wieland was similarly adorned,

has been secur~ from ltsoc astor or tile Bap- \ aspersions. Rev. f. 8-1~~~d · or the Mayoralty by tlst Temple, waspom . and made a. tall' mar.IC -~ workingmen s Party, i ie

' as an antagonist to the Chr0'11 c •

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GEN. CUSTER'S CONFEDERATE FRIEND.­

The Seventh Cavalry were sent to guard the engineers of the Northern Pacific while they surveyed the route to the Yel­lowstone. This party of citizens joined the command a few days out from Fort Rice. Gen. Custer wrote me that he was lying on the buffalo robe in his tent, resting after the march, when he heard a voice outside asking the sentinel "which was Gen. Cus­ter's tent." The General called out: "Hal­loo, old fellow! I haven't hoard that voice in 13 years. but I Know it. Come in and wel Jome!" Gen. Ros­ser walked in, and such a re­union as was had! 'fhese two had been classmates and warm friends at '\-Vest j Point, and parted with sorrow when Gen. Rosser went into the Southern army. Atterward they had fought each other m the Shenandoah Valley time and time again. Both of them lay on the robe J'or hours talking over the campaign in Vir­c:inia. In the varying fortunes of war sometimes one had got possession of the waeon train belonging to the other. I knew· r of several occasions when they .had captured each other's head­quarters wagon, with their private luggage. If one drove the other back iu retreat, before he went into camp he wrote a note addressing the other as •· near friend," and saying, ••You may have made me take a few steps this way to-day, but I'll be even with you to-mor­row. Please accept my good wishes and this littla gift." These notes and Presents were left at the house of some Southern woman as they retreated out of the vil­lage. Once Gen. Custer took all of his friend's luggage and found in it a new uniform coat of · Confederate gray. He wrote a humorous letter that night thankmg Gen. Rosser for settmg him up in so many new things, but audaciously asking him if he "woulcl direct his tailor to make the coat tails of his next uniform a little shorter," as there was a difference in the height of the two men. Gen. Custer captured his herd of cattle at one time. but he was so hotl.v pursued Oy Gen. Rosser that he had dis­mounted. cut a whip, and drove them him­self until they were secureo..-1:loots and ,Sadd.l~s, by Elizabeth B. Custer.

as were also the numerous tui.-boats in the vicin­ity. The steam-ship Frisia, with the bodies of De Long and his companions, was sighted off Fire Island at JO :15 A. M. Capt. Iladenhausen, sta­tioned at his telephone, received the news, tel­C~Taohecl the tidings to this city, and immediate­ly set to work to prep:i.re for the reception of the vessel. There wns no crowd at the pier. A few ladies, clad in dark garments, passed through the gate which was placed across the wharf for the exclusion of idlers. Scarcely more than a dozen gentle'!len waited quietly in the Captain's office.

At 2:15 P. M., when the arrin1I of the Frisia at Quarantine was mad3 known, the tug Nina, which had been lyi:ig in readiness for the! ~Vent at the Brooklyn Ka,-y-yard, was boarded by Commodo:·e Upshur, Lieut. Aaron Ward, Com­modore Perry, Chief Engineer Meh·iLe, B. M. Coliins and Dr. Collins, brothers of the deceased Jerome J. -Collins; W. R. T. Johnston, Lieut. Danenhower, and Eclwarcl Amble,-. The Nina then proceeded to Quarantine and met the Frisia at the lower end of Staten Island. It was not until 4 o'clock that the party on the p·er in Hoboken saw the steamer slowlyapproachmg. The first passenger to Jund was Lieut. Giles K. Harber, who, with his Ast,achan cap set firmly on bis head, stepped briskly ashore. He was in excellent health and spir its, his merry, ruddy face testifying to that fact. He was shaken warmly by the hand ~. and immediately set to work to answer a hundred que ,t ions as nearly as possible at the rnme time. Then the ladles and gentlemen who had heen wai ting boarded the Frisia. Boxes and trunks and baggage of all de­scriptions littered the deck, which was the last place where the party imagined that the remains of the decea<ed arctic explorers would be found.

Ten large skeleton cases. six feet and some odd inches in length, Placed just above tbe sa­rnloon and ranged side by side across the deck, were pointed out to the Party as containing the remains. If any one doubted thi~-as many seemed to do at first-he had only to read the cal'elessly traced ink characters on the boards -the names of Lieut.-Commander George W. De Long, .Jerome J. Collins, Dr. James M. Ambler, Wa!ter Lee, George Washington Boyd, Henry Hansen Knaack, Carl Augustus Gartz, Adolph Dressier, Nelse Ivorson, and Ah Sam. The bodies of the dead men bad been in the first place carefully wrapped in Russian felt and placed ir: metallic coffins filled up with cork dust. These were in their turn enveloped in felt and placed in the coffins, which were sent from New-York to St. Petersburg in care of the United States Minister. The coffins were <>f plain wood, the joints being all white. leaded, brass nails being used in their construction to prevent corrosion. The cof. fins were then coveroo with felt and canvas and pi aced in their wooden frame for the voyage across the ocean. The boxes were removed from the steamer last night and placPd under lock and key on the Pier, in the care of the company. '.l'he outer coverings were removed, hut no one w1ll be permitted to see the coflins until to-morrow morning, when they will be transported at an early hour to Pier No. 1, this city. The bodies of Lieut.-Commander De Long, LPe, Knaack,

I Gartz, Dressier, Ivorson, and Ah Sam wilJ he in­terred at Woodlawn. The remains of Jerome J. Collins will be sent to Cork, Ireland, those of Dr.

j Ambler to Philadelphia, ancl those of Mr. llOJ'd to Alexandria, Va. The bodies, it was stated, were not in a good con­dition of preservation. Inside the smoking. rooms of the Frisia, placed on a table, were tho floral offerings to the memory of the deceased men. They were bAautifully fashioned in the shape of crosses and crowns, and the names of those for whom they were intended were at­tached to them.

Lieut. William Schuetze, who, with Lieut. Jfrrb~r, .,,,,--t~ two years ago to orjnz the bodies from the mouth of the Lena, where they were found, through Northern Siberia and 'Russia, was besiezed with questions. He is n

of July. "Then Lieut. Harber and myself seo­arated" Lieut. Schuetze said; "I went through the west of the delta and along the coast of the mouth of the Heneck River. Lieut. Harber went north and north-west of the delta. We returned to the schooner, which we had taken to the centre of the delta just jn time for a spell of cold weather. Another adjective expressive of frigid­ity ought to be coined. We went up to Bulun on the Lena River against the current. We towed the steamer part of the way. Can't say we eujoved it," be added, laughing; "the shores were far too rough and rocky to be conducive to physical enjoyment."

Describing the finding of the bodies, he said: "They were buried in large boxes made ot drift. wood fashioned in the shape of a truncated cone, 'with crosses in the centre, made with col­ored rocks. They had been lying there all Summer. and were well preserved. We opened th e boxes and wrapped the bodies, which were unrecognizable, in felt. The bodies were blackened-in fact per­fectly ·mummified. This occupied four days. We then traveled by dog-sleds to Yakutsk. We had 7 sleds and 115 dogs, covering over 100 miles a day. On arriving at Yakutsk we received a dis­patch from the United States to the effect that the bodies should not be transp()rted in a frozen condition. We therefore _put them about 12 teet under ground. Five feet below .the surface in Yakutsk the ground is always frozen. Lieut. Harber went to Irkutsk for the materials for coffins, which were made for us by a Polish exile. In October we disin­terred the bodies, took them to the hospital, put them in a warm room, thawed them, straightened the limbs, which were in the position they had assumed at death, tock

· otr the flve or six suits which each of them wore, and wrapped them in felt." He then described the journey from Yakutsk , when Harber tr'!,v­e!ed with six of the bodies and he hmirnlf with four. They traveled night and day. He alluded to the obstacles they had met with in their en­"<Javor to remm ·e the bodies from Russia, the

~ussian Government, for reasons he did not care to state, opposing the transportation.

'.l'he official reception of the bodies will take place to-morrow mornin;r. They , will be broug·ht from the steam-ship pier to Pier No. I Nor th Hiver, where an escort w ill be in waiting. This w;l! consist of offlceis of the Government and of the army uncl navy detachments of Government troops and ft·ori:i'the Na,·y-yard, the Sixty-ninth Regiment, of this cit.v, and the Twenty-thit'd. . of .Brook lyn. ,;ecretary Chandler, the Russian Minister. Rear Admiral Nichols, Com[!1o­dore Ea.rl English, Paymaster-General Smith, Chief Enu-ineer Loring, Chief Constructor Wil­son and Lieut.-Commander !lfcCalla arrived in thi s' city from Washing-ton last night to attend these exercises. On arriving at Pier No. J the various military and naval escorts, incl,uding, with guests and pall-bearers, upward of 7,000 persons will form in procession. They will then proceed up Broadway to City Hall Park, across the park to the Brooklyn bridg e, acro ss th e bridge and through Sands, \Vashm gto n, and Nassau stre,,ts, thence up Flushing-avenue to the eastern 1rnte of the navy.yard . The pro­cession will then pass through Morris-a,·enue to Main-street, when it will be disbanded. This will close to-morrow's exercisefl.

On Sr..turdRy, at 9 A. M .. the bodies will he taken with an escort of officers, the pall-bearers, and the survivors of the Jennnette expedition, to the foot of East Twenty-third-street from the navy.yard. The officers of tho army and navv will assemble at the pierat9:30 A. !If., a procession will then be formed and the bodies.except that of Mr. Collins, will be escorted to the Church of the Holy ~'rinity, at Forty-rncond-stre,et and M;ad­ison-av enue. passmg through ~ w.enty-tlurd­strcet, Fifth-avenue, and Forty-second. street, to the church. After the fun.er. al services here, conducte,l by Ass1st­nnt- Bishop Potter, the bodies will be taken to Woodlawn Cemetery. A special service will he held over the bod.v of Mr. Collins at St. Pafrick's Cathedral at 10 A. !If. on Saturday, after which the Sixty-ninth Regiment will escort it to the steamer which will ,take it to Cork.

MIRROR PROGRA

I H. M. S. PINAFORE. 1

At Dieta Opera House, Last Even­ing.

Mr. Kenn dy, of the Stand,1rd Theatre, pi·omised us a good l'inafore, supn·b deck scelle, uud muuutiugs, and he has kept his ~

word. He guve us the original Pinafore ' last evening at Dietz Opera House, and a lur!le and fashionable audience manif ested very hearty satisfaction. Miss Emilie :Mel­ville, as Josephine, was in excellent voice. and acted the part in a charming manner, completely captivating the large audience. This sweet singer has the dash the loving lass Josephine calls for. Miss Mattie

Wheeler, Little Buttercup, mixes those chil­dren up as if she was preparing hasty pud­ding in a hurry. The entire support was all that could be desired, and the chorus, under the leadership of S. W. Leach, is par­ticularly worthy of mention. A bright littl e star in the Kennedy Pinafore Company, is the little Midshipmite, Master Gus Pixley. Tne full cast is given in this programme. Go to-night, the last performance, and see and hear the beautiful "sisters and the cous­ins and the auuts,"

AMUS.E:M.ENT8.

BusH-,TREE'r TaEATER.-A good-n~turcd antl crowderl audience gatbcred here last mght ~o welcoma hack Messrs. Robson and Crane m Greene at\(l Thompson's l)laY of Sharps ~:rn<l Flats. r1•o c·tr1tiout the nmslcal pl/\..y of the title, F-ense is ve~·y tfl.rto in Sharps and F'Wts, and fun very fortl". Like '.L'he Strateoists, it is _a hroad farce, cnrriCs a story as pointlesa as a th1mhle, and full of laughable inddents that ~re as dieconn~.ctcd a~ the argmneuts in an after-chnncr ~pecch~ 011tlo1 s:i1. n a stock-t7n.mhlcr ot' more 1nvcmt1on th'ln }1J;t~~f:r to£.,....,thc'r with O l)ullston,3 Fiat," au e":(­p 1./son ()fan a.hnormally innocent natu~·e,,f1 In b'e·wiJy for dcA.1iug in" wiidcats." •· F!at ur­ni~hcf! tho mOU:!Y, "Slu~rp" the br::uns~ autl though for a time everytlnn~ seems ,a.s da.r~ t·\{1' corporation moon, clicek wm:: the d,1.yi a;}l" )f

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sncrnlators liecomo ,y(!althy ... 1\ s t~g;; o , .18 ~ ot' glitterino- gP:nerf\htws are Flato ad, i:ntu. f'{' ·n 8,,arch of° sivle ·1 Slrnrp's" in SPa~ch 01 .a ric 1 ~•if/ a comic duel: a visit to the fi.:rbtmg 5?1tor of

' nn<l the loves of several not part1cnlar~y fn~~~::ting }:lcrsonagl·S in a w~c.-klymrlod\amt~l': ~n,tcrplot. 8ha-rps and Flats OCJ?encJ~ on t 1e n e Jincs:-1 with whirh it iR played lor1t~ ltfe,an 1l on th_i "lrnsiness" of it~ cwners mo~·e than on ~ 1~u.'V of its author~ for success. Dot~ Crane an o 1-on it is wel1 knowa arc n;h'lhB rn the ~lnbor~~ t 01i of fun in action', while ih, cont:nst 1~ their

styleA if; still marked enough to ~c lmhrrou~, though it no lon o-er possr.si;,._ R the cirn_rm o! no~ -elty. 'fhe ecrentri.dties of both fiud tull vel~t m this play, and it may bo lqo_k~d upon GB a ha~d• ,;ome comphmont to the ah1htIPS oi hoth llS exrelt Jent comrdians that their e!forts to amnsc ,~r. ni ht were repaid by continuous and llen.~ ty Ja.~ghter. 'l'he new p0oplc who h. ave rorn_e w1th. Ml·S:srs Robson am Crane are A. S. Lrpm:rn. wh~ piayt 1<l a. gP:ntlem:rnl_Y r?r.hfier of wr~ngii with fimall spirit and a ln9' ,01~0, Jol~n ·ur.1?!~, who pl:tye,l a. most nnpano~nc _r,ar:;on, .: 1.~~ Alicia l!oh:~on, who played a i~h10pa.ule W 1~°'' witb vorv fair comPdy, xnll 1\l1ss j)fo.ry ?tl) e:B, who pfayC'<l the uSU!"l BC'Yere ma.son?/. th<' f~~co in th~ usua.l S,•Yere anrl m:-itr~mly '1ic~). Foncst SNtbury h:tR p;_lintcd new st•l3 for the phr, a on the ~tagc are nic·,,Jy1lrei:-~_etl_, arnl to t~o.se, 111 scr.rc~1 of hro or thl'cc hourr. ot hght, yers h~,1t nmu:1c­rrient Sharr,8 a,td l'lals mn.y with co1,fi,Jcnce be

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Dranrnti<- l>oings.

versatility in Chinese Question than they did or can do in that wretched play of Struck Oil. The Chinese Question is simply a farce in one act, from the pen of Clay M. Green of San Fran­

cisco. It has all the merit we look for in farce-a slight story surrounded by a strong ele­ment of fun. The characterizations of the two stars were exquisiLe, boi.h iu th1.;ir h~9•· ~~~

truthfulness. Mr. Williamson does a California rough and a Chinaman ; while Maggie Moore does an Irish servant girl and a Chinese woman. We must recognize first of all the excellence of these artists in distinctive dialect humor. Wil­liamson is by all odds the most truthful China­man we have had on the local stage . It. is far from being the burle sque nnde of it by l'arsloe, Edouin, and others. Maggie Moore is entitled to equal credit for a wonderfully neat and trnth­ful portraiture of that curse of civilization whicJ, we all know in the average Biddy . They were funny throughout , and provoked more genuine laughter than they will ever find in the tedio" s nonsense of Struck Oil. What the se two people really want is a play. They have talents of an .abnormal description, but they evidently cannot find the abnormal author who can fit their peculiarities. On the question of their ability there can be no discussion. Mr. \Veaver did a neat ·bit of facial expression in the farce, where the destruction of his hobby on the subject of Chinese labor is brought about through hearing his heathen servants sing and play . Mr. \Veaver is an excellent actor. Messrs . Sullivan and

l>ook der papers, Shudge. uu<l. \'Hite dis ting about, H ine h~se !.e was go craz;y on ackound pretchen und

m'lgo •out· ..,... -For dwendy ..,.ye~rs already we lif so happy as der

deuce, . .. But ;now J difik dot's , besser, Shndge, of we was lockt

tA¥eddet loose. \ •··

Dem marriag\ tings make a man ulld woman cne, you J!ee, '

But . er tuyfel himself be don't. could told vich 'vas dat one to be.

I dook dot vooman for besser, und she dookd me for loro~, l

4 We !ofed der odder pblaindy veil ; veil, dot was der ting _to do.

. She dond vas pooty for oice. shudget but, she vas1 bully

for shtrong, Und ofer I hadn'd pel eifed it, I dond cood seed some·

wrong; .. So I shpeaks mi1 Gretchen a leedle times, und she vas

shpeak mit me, U nd we Wa5 make us our segloosions up dot we nefer

could degree. --Wito ish der ma.£t.er? Vat,! by shinks, I dond cood said,

.i>er long years bebindt fon c.lls go pblainli• happy slipped,

But odder of a somehow dot ting got yoost plaid out, Mine frou vas got a. fhl1rdatlon of der heart so vorser

like der gout.

Doud been , exdonishetl, Hhnuge, I dells you dis ding

Dem ~f~'!fr~ elery one co otl yoost mako iloi,t, mi& you. "

Db.ere hearts got changes like der moon vay ub py der shky,

Und efery time vas got a. man in dot, how up VilS dat for high?

Yah, yah, dot's so; 80 inake on der papervot I shpeaks mityou; •

M_ine frou vas a pooty medn vomans in some tings, und $ch'1:lean er in ,.i.iderfi, too. ·"'t

I oney finds me some oxcendrick out .voost a c0ubJe weeks or dhree,

Uad I dells you vat it is, Shudge, dot's who is der reason of me.

Dond look ofme mit .d ott1)Qe of voice, but make 'down yoost what I an,v, ;.

I wauts me lockt out from Gretchen, und o too, · right avay. · •,

Bo, yo u want to found you out who was der rieson of

das. r. V~ll, s:o~f~u~~!1fitv~s.koorious ting, _bet1;Yf ,

Some odder fellow vas got him der lofe of mine G;e chen now-

·veu, he was got mine sympo dy , und sbe ceod bei{h his frou;

Der old lofe vas all go died, dem hearts vas cold like ledt,

Und its fery seldom - b.o Isb der reason. dis ting vas now go declt.

But dot's der va.y, und der more you lif, der longer you find it out; ....

Der ox:;ii~i~~~t~f dose virnmins vood make you lafe

But das makes me notting tifferent, I dond viii cry und fret, • •

Oa ack ~un~ I yopst dink roe, db ere vas yoost. so gQ!'•, · v1ah 1n der vasser as doad got pulled out yet.,,..,

Peakes were quite respectable in part, which , . .,--'I_'_H_E_D_E~V-1_1_,_A_N_IJ __ 'l'_H_JJ:_1_,-A-WYERS,

offered them no opportunity ; and Mr,;. Sol. The devil came ulllo l~th one dav,

Smith was sterling good. The engage1nent of ti !g~ t~t~z!' ii~~f~ey?~~it1~:;.tnf~'\~a~:Y, Williamsons ends on Saturday eve . Was proceeding to ara-ue the points in a case:

Now a lawyer his devilship nevdl- had seen, Forio his dominionlil none ever haEl been: And he .felt very curious tbe reasou to know Why none had been sent to the region below.

ir:'ht~~f~1'/t~;ehig:f;:r~sii~~ :i:tg!!,;~?.;'.~t•; And for his own vleas1ue uc hatl a desire 'l'o cowe to the eai·th and tho rt->ason inqufre. Well, the lnwyer who rose with visage so grave, Made out llis opponent a consummate knave;

~~'fi!~; tfiee"i\{6~~!·;a~~·a't\T;t!b{;~~-sed As soon as the speaker had come to a close, 'l'he counHel opposing hin1 fif'.rcely a.I"ose, And heaped such alrnse on the head ot' the fiI"st, He made him a vilJain of all wen the worst. Thus tlioy quarrelled, contended andarKnedsolong, 'Twas hard to determine the oue that. ms w:-oug: f Aud concJuOiug he'cl'he ard quite enough of the fuss, I Old Nick turneu away and soliloquizoc.I thus:

"If a~tbcv have said of each other be true, IJ 'l'bo ee.v1fhas surely Loon robbed of his due. Lam Rabi.stied now, 'ti:s ail , er_v well-Ji'or theee~vyers would ruin the inora1s of hell.

••.Thoy•,·e p~~ th0:. C ,ourt with lheil'villano. us cavil,. "I And I'm tree tb conM,s thoY've lllllddh:d.ttie dey;J; I J\1en aro rigut to let)Yiv.~ aloue- _..Joj lf I ha<l thew ~~'d kwiudlo u1e out of 'lU.f th.rone." I

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PLATT'S HALL, To ES DA v Ev ENI NG, MA v 9TH, 1876.

DRAMATIC AND MUSICAL ENTERTAINMENT GIVEN BY THE

MOMUS CLUB IN AID OF

THE OLD LADIES' HOME.

~PROGRAMME~ "")

'l'HE E~TBHTAIN::UEN1' WILL COMMENCE WITH THE SPARKLING C01\IEDIETTA IN ONE A C'J.',

WHO SPEAKS FIRST? Capt. Charles, :\Ir. :\Iilitant, Potter, -'frs. :\Iilitant, ~111art,

L. :\I. 'i.'E\l "KSBU lff

- E. K. DE U P REY

II. B. WH EATOX

JIJRS :'IL1·1"J'IE 1\'1mm ,E1t :\IRR. "\V. B. 1V1ms·nm

To DE FOLLOWED BY A DRAMATIC SKETCH IN ONE ACT, BY 0. M. GREENE, E::-;rTITLE D

THE CRITIC'S DREAM. J'endri1"er, ( a dramatic critic)

j BARRY SULL1VA:\·, } LA WRE:N(;J,; BAJUU;TT,

Fr-rnl· 'l'ri<:klv (li,o-t1isell •'s JHi>:s 0 ·~,: 11.. ( "-- - · ~, 'o H (J.F.CATIICAl{T

ALICJ.; ll{;:NNING- T.,J:\'GARD, F. S. CIIANFHAU,

A.F'l.'EU. WHICH ( BY URGENT DESIItE )

R . . ACK E RM.IN

CL.IY J\I. GR EEXJ•:

MONS. T. EUPHRAT in his PARLOR MAGIC,

Assisted by Mr. C. FuNKENSTEIN.

RECITATI01', "The Signal 1\Ian Asleep," - S. ACKEIOIAN

'!'HF. \\'HOLE. TO CONC.LUDE WITH THE LAUGHABLE Sl{ETCH, ADAPTF.D BY C. l\f. GREENE,

THE EMIGRANT'S TROUBLES. Fritz, (the emigrant), Pat, (the witne~R), .Jn<lge, Lawyer Grirn, (attorney fur the defeube J, Hloker, (the hoodlum), ~masher, (the other), Clerk of Court,

DURING 'fHE EVENING

THE MOMUS CLUB ORCHESTRA,

F. L. Unger H. B. Wheaton

'\V. 'I.'. A·nrnon L. JI. 'i.'E\l"KSBUHY

C. l\I. GREEXJ-;

C. Fux1rnxs-rE1 :-s ,v. B. "\VEBSTEH

Urnlcr the leadership of H. KROUSE, Director 1 will perform the following selections:

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MURDER WILL OUT, Wilen I.ho ne1gbbors were ma.king their search for

the mlsalng mao, Ibo woodobed, whlcb ie In siz• •bout 15xl6 feel, was dug all over lo a depth of from o•e and one.ball to two feet, without an:, resalta, ll'rom loformalloo obtoined by tbem, wbose source,

The Severance Mystery/ Cleared Up.

for lhe sake of the furtherance 01 pabllo Juelloe, le uot dlvalged, the detoollvea on Wednesday deter­mined to go oTor this same ground, The gronnd was so hard that picks had to be used, aod though meeting with but very little encouragement at llrat, the Sller!Jf aod tile detectives dug and dog, uotll :llelr baoke fairly aobed and their banae were blis­tered. At lost, alter having dug all over to ~ deptb of three reel, or about llve feet below tlle origloal surface, Bl ball past two o'clock a spot ten ~~!_!ea ln o!roamterence was found near tne north­weal corner of I.he woods.bed, whlob was quite soft. Iosplrlted by lbe discovery, the dirging wenl on wltb renewed vigor, and In a few seconds

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The Remains of the Murdered Man Found

Buried in the Cerner of a Woodshed­

Gashed with an Axe and Riddled :with

Bullets-The Extraordinary Surroundings

of tho Cr.me-The Probable Perpetrators

of the Foul Deed.

I SAN RUAEL, April 151h,-Thls generally qalet , little town has bee11 Wild with excitement all day.

I Tbe presence of tbe Ban Fraootsco detectives •nd tbe conr ero of the BberlJf early In fhe day worked

, ourtosily to a lever heat, wblch develooed Into ! wlld excitement la$e tbla afterooon, Ibo whole · party, with Ooroner .E. Eden, returned from tbe

j Tbrockmorlon ranob "ilh tbe remains of the late 0.harlea W. lleveraooe, wboae mysterious dlsappeor. aooe slnoe Ille 8d of tills month has excited the moot widespread lnlereet. The entire population gathered aroaod the Ooart House, eager to learn all the de. tails or bow the body bad beeo atscovored. Forcing his wa:, lllro11gb the crowd yoor reporter was per, mttted to view

ALL TBAT WAS MORTAL 01 the fQally murdered man. Tbe remains, which bad been undressed and washed, Jay In a neat coffin, •urruunded wlt.h Ice, and oppeuod to be in ao excel-

1 lent elate of pre1ervat1011, none of the odor or ae­oomposltlon being noticeable, The wounds oo the I body we•e a gun-ebol wound under the left eye ; two gun-s.b.ot wounds In Ibo neck, Jut at tte b••• of tbe bralo ; a gun-sbot wound in tbe Jell breast, dlreotl:, over the heart; gao,ollot wounds throogb Ibo right and Jell wrists, and a terr Ible gash, one and oae-baU loche• ID leogtb, aod Bl 10881 ODO ieob deep, on the left aide o! tbe neck, Tilts was evidentl:, made by thelblow of an axe.

BOW THE BODY WAS FOUND,

A abort time afterward I succeeded In interview.

'l'B:Z ELBOW OF A MAK

Appeared 11!1 slgbl, The body Wa& now qalokly Oil• covered aod 011 the lace being disclosed, It was tu. staotly recoanlzed as tbat of the mls•log Oharlea W. Beveranoe. Work wae now stoppod, aod Deputy Sber,lf Bhumao, who ls a relative of the dead mao, waa 1u101<ly despatched to B•uoellto to Intercept the elder Mr, Beveraooe, wllo w•s about to go over to Bao J'ranolsoo to see If he could lder;ittf7, ae I.hat of hlB son's, the bedy of the man who had thal day been picked np In Ibo bay. He was Intercepted in time and Immediately return~d to the ranch. Aller COUlllllatlon II wa• agreed not to maae ilBOWD the nows or the dl8covery that day for oerlaln reaaoos . A guard was placed over tbe body, which remained In tb.e grne all night, an<! the detectives wool back to B•o Francisco by lbe last boat. They returned 10 Boo Rtlael tbta morning, and going to lbe raach with Ille Ooroner and l!lherilf, tbe body was removed from lte earthy •••~Ing pl~ce.

T~ oo~flTxo• o, :re& con:pa:m. II was loand to be resting on Its left side, the

~rav.~e!ng ·large enough to have It lay oo lte b>o\ - ·,Pody was encased in tbe otdlnar:, bast, nes~"' ,e ,,,:,, : hieh Mr,, Severance wore when out on hta • oo~n'II blJB!nees. Hie overcoat, folded fonr ~IDes;~l',iyfW-· hwlae over the body, an4 l"O h . ln lbe panls pockets was• un tbe s 01 60, In gold and silver colo. The wounds on the body were as already de­acrlbed. Around the neo.k were fou11d, tlgblly lied, two pieces of hay rope, about lour feet each lo length, and tbe neck, by Its torn condition, showed that tbe body bad been llaatll,- dragged a distance.

Tb6 body was undressed, washed, aod placed In a coffin.

'I'BE THEORY OF THB MUBDER.

arouslog apprebeo•lone oo the part of 8am Kee aod bla wife, Daring the night, some one eoagbl admls. &Ion, .kooc.klog at the door ; Laog waa startled, frigbteoed; Instead or opeolog lbe door, be •oagbt to remain mollonleB1, and did, bat for bis trembling, He was q aestlooed, and said that be reared some one was afler him to Jilli blm. Another Obloamao acted strangely, Ab Wy, oook, employed by Mrs. Dr. Ouoblog, was suddenly seized with a de.ire to go to Son Francisco ; be was arrested on suspicion ; pleaded Ignorance or tbe a1f•lr ; notblog oould be conneuted with him and be was released, and Imme­diately loft for Ban Francisco. All these facts, related at the time, have now a new and horrible &lgnitloance.

LATER.

The Dl:,,atery SUU Jrurther c ·eared Op.­

Ah LDDfr Said to Ha-..e lllacle a Cou­f't sston.

BAN RAFAEL, April 15tb-NIGBT,-Darlog the ooorse of my lnveeligatlone to-night, I have been put in posse1&lon of some exlraor4lnary Information In regard to the Severance mystery, I give II ae I received It, not wholly vooohlng tor It nor gtvlog my entire adhesion to Its tratb.

THE BEVJIL.t.TION le that alter the authorities or this oouoty had de. oided on calling in the aid of the Ban Fraooisoo detecl!Tee, the llrst e1for1 made by the !alter to no­ravel the mystery or lhe whereabouts of the re­mains of the ml88log man was lo endeaTor to Induce Ah Lnog to confess the troth regarding the murder wblob they were confident be bad ta.ken part lo, In tbe stories pre­viously told by him Ibey placed not lhe &lightest credeoce, '!'bey took ioterpreters and had nomer. ous Interviews wltb Ab Long lo his cell, bat tlley all resulted lrultles •Iy. His successive slor!ee werecootradlotory and the 1urrouod!og details that be would give lo nowt1e were borne out by loTestl, gatlons made to conllrm them. It was then de­ohl.ed, ae

A LAST BEBOBT,

Ing Oaptatn I. w. Lees. of the Detective Force of Ban Francisco, to whom, with hie aeslstant1, tbe saoceae or unravelling tbe Bnerance myetery Is due.

Ion Sunday last, Sheriff George Mason, of this eounty, visited Oble!.of-Pollce Orowley, lo San Francisco, and alter stating all the facts of tile case, requested blm to permit •ome or his officers to at . tempt to unravel tbe mystery . lo compllaoce wlln tllla requesl, tbe case wae giveo Into tbe bonds or Oaptato Leeo, who selected Detect! ve• J obn Oolfey and lohn Avan to aasist blm. The trail was takeo 111' tbe ume day. To noderstaod the subsequent

I facts, I Bend you the following rough diagram of

Oaptaln Lees and hl1 asolslaots are ooantmoua In lbelr theory of how tbe tragedy was oom111llled, It Is their opinion that Mr. Beveranoe, alter returning nome on Frida:, night, weot In the yard between Ille hoose ao4 the barn, and at the point where tbe axe wae found, proooeded to milk one of his oowo. '.!'hey believe that he was approached from behind and strock with tbe axe and fell lnaenoible ; that tbe ropes were tied aronnd bis neck, and that be was beiog dragged toward tile wood-shed, when, ,­partially reviving, he made a strag11Ie for bis lite, ~ sud that daring the fierce conte81 he received the 1hots-tbe eotlre contents o! a slx-abootlng revel. Yer-every leaden messooger vnterlag a vital apes. The grave had been prepared beforehand Ju contemplation or the deed, and, <lD the body being rudely thrown loto ti, with the overcoat and hat, the aasasoln, or aB&U8los, then methodically went to work to cover up the victim. '.!'be BOIi was evi­dently put lo lo a small quantity at • lime, then watered aod t•mped, and Ibis process continued until Ibo earth reached the level. 'fbts Is the only way or accounting for the hardness of the 1011 over tbe body. lo Ille haste the axe wae evidently for. gotten, and the party or parties doing the deed must have Immediately lied, The rains oa t.b.at and tbe tollowlng nights washed out the ruarks of tbe struggle and Ille blood that had been ailed, but they cou ld not wholly elface the stains from the axe.

To put tbe lollowtog plan In operal!on. A bright, tbougb .knavlah Oblnaman, who .had been convicted of crtrne, was singled out or the prisoners In tbe jail. Oertaln promlsea of reward were made him !I be succeeded, and he was placed In the cell with Ab Lung, The decoy tben lmmedtately began his work to secure a ooo!essloo of tbe truth from .llr, ~•veranoe's ex-servant, The cell.mate labored with him olght and day, and, on Wednesd•y moroing, wao at last •ucoesslal, aod got him to tell where lbe body bod beeo barled. It was this aboolnte certalo. ty in their belier lo the llnal oonresslon that cau,ad Ille detectlns to persevere at their digging in the wood-abed, even when tbe hardness ol the ground and the depth to whlob they had gone, eeemed to preclude all hope of their being right. It le aleo atated that Ab Lung In Illa statement confee•es that ' be bad Oblne,e aooompllces ; that their object In murdering Mr. Severance wae plunder and that Ibey knew where he " i,lanted "his monthly colleclione

The theory of the murder gathered from the teottves, and given In my previous despatch, le b~­lleved to have been suggested by Ah Lung's coo. feseton, THE 80ENE OF THE TRAGEDY :

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Ilarn-K-Btable. L-Hay-Joft. 111-Wood-sbed. N-1 Tool-house. 0 -Chicken-House, X-Where the body was found,

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WfIO DID TSE DEED,

As lo who did the deed tbe deteollvea aod author!. 1

lies are relloeot, but I am Jed to believe tbat it is tllelr opinion that the Portugnese Jo,e Petar• ("AD. lone,") ls looocent, and that on Ab Lung and some acoee&ories of his, rests tne foul crime.

When Ab Lucg was lint arrested he whioed and moaoed, and snowed great signs of fear. It was leorned at tbe time t.ha1 oo the tlaturday nlgllt after tbe murder, h.e slept at Ibo wash-house or 8am Kee, at 8aaoelito. He occople4 a bed oear the door. .Be was nervoaa and excited, and acted atran11ely,

The Prevfou, Hbtory of the Caae.

On Monday morolog, April 6th, appeared excla. slvely In tbe ALTA the first aooouot of the myatorl­ous dlsappearaooe of Oharlea W, Beveraooe from the Throckmorton Ranch, In Marin Oonoty, The prfn. olpal facts then developed were that Mr. Beveranc6 had been In the employ or Mr. 8. R. 'rbroo.kmorlou aa agent and oolleotor for the prevloas six years and a.ball. He resided gn the raoob lo a al ogle-storied house, wllb a Ohloaman, Ab Lung, wbo soled as general servant &".Id cook. On 'l'.b.orsday and Friday he bad been ma.king hi• DBual oolleollooe for the begtonlng of the mootn, Which averaged $16110. On Friday night he bad stopped at Tlctor'e, two miles beyood Bauoellto, a short time, aod had then pro. oeede4 homeward. He was never again ••en alhe eave by his Obloaman. Oo Sanday the Ohlnamao was arrested In Baucellto, when abool to take the

I boat to come to Ban Fraool11co.

THE OBill'AMAN'8 J'IB8T STATEMENT, At that time Ah Lung maae a etalemeot, In which

~e a.Id that lllr, Soveranoe got ho111e about dual!,