Newspaper of Chicago Daily Tribune, June 8, 1873, Page 6

Newspaper of Chicago Daily Tribune dated June 8, 1873 Page 6
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6 THE IVSODOCS. Schonchiu (lie Rightful Chief of the Tribe--Capt.' Jack a Rebel. Maimers and Customs of the Mo- docs and Muckalucs. The Legend of the Woman oi Stone. Causes of the Troubles with These Savages. From the Overland Monthly for June. The Modocs have a hereditary chieftainship, and they are something less democratic and in dependent than the California Indians proper. Bat their gUBLY AND INTRACTABLE CHARACTER reveals itself occasionally. Sconchin, the lineal and rightful Chief of the whole tribe, and per haps the most conscientious and honest Modoc the Americans ever knew, together with the famous Laylake (after whom a branch of the nation is called), make a treaty of peace with Capt. Joase Walker in 185 i, and again with tho Government in 1861, and both of them he kept religiously. He remained on the Klamath Res ervation, as he had promised, and it was partly his fidelity to his pledges which finally brought about Capt. Jack’s secession and all the subsequent troubles of this year. In 1870, Capt. Jack, a cow ard and a braggart, set up the standard of insur rection, and led away from the reservation all but a hundred of the Modocs, who* remained and still remain loyal to their legitimate Chief, He had' given no pledges for himself, and he de clared that Schoncihu had no authority to bind him It is sometimes assorted that the Modoca have improved in disposition since the American con quest, B. F. Dowell, for instance, states that, twenty years ago, they were all roving, hostile, barbarous savages; while now more than half of them are loyal, very kind, and many of them speak good English. This is a rank delusion, common to American egotism. Their “ loyal ty,” as with a great majority of Indians, is sim ply fear; they are neither more nor less kind than they were as savages—if anything, less generous to each other; and experience gives painful proof of the fact that the younger and English-speaking generation are less truthful, less honest, and less virtuous than the old, simon-pure savages. I will give an instance of conspicuous sha£b cress in their modem treatment of one an other. When Capt. Jack revolted and left the reservation, he and bis band went down to Lost Biver and engaged in gambling with Capt. Gooirge and his Muckalucs (Klamath Lake Indians). The latter were suc cessful, and eventually won twenty-odd ponies, besides other articles. When the time of reck oning came, Capt. Jack refused to give up the ponies, and. proposed that they should try a shooting-match for them Capt. George had fewer followers than he, and they were not arm ed ; so, after much fierce jangling, he was forced to consent. Then Capt. Jack turned bully, be gan to bluster like a pirate, and openly threat ened Capt. George’s life, and finally drove the ponies coolly off I ■ On tho other hand, how admirable was the conduct of Schonchin, in He and his faithful hundred were afterward removed to the Tainax Reservation, and, In the '•spring of 1872, they departed oh a two-months’ leave of absence, to gather roots, and fish. The day before I reached tho reservation. Schon chin’a furlough expired, and the old Chief mounted his horse and rode forty miles through the desert _ to get li renewed, though he knew well there was not a bayonet on the reservation, that thowhole matter was an unmitigated farce. - - WHEN GOING INTO BATTLE, dhe Modocs generally strip themselves naked, and hideously besmear the front of their foodies with Uood-colorod streaks aud eploshea of paint. Every frontiersman ,lmowa and dreads the terrible significance of red Ipaint when employed by an Indian ; it is the *bl ack flag of savage warfare. Theirwomen often 'go forth to battle with them. Alvy Boles relates }tho following story, which may possibly be a 1 little apocryphal, though tho accounts received ‘from the front during the present war go to con ‘firm it: 1n1834, when Capt. Judy was campaign ing against the united bands of tho Modocs and k Shastcecas, on the Klamath, north of Yreka, p women were frequently seen among the Indians, r fighting, and sometimes found among the dead. One day, the enemy came sud denly upon him, advancing rapidly over the “brow of a hill, and filling tho air with a perfect ebower of arrows. Bat not a male barbarian was in sight. Before them, in solid line of bat tle, THEIB WOlipf WERE MOVING TO THE CHABOE, the warriors slunk. along behind them*, ? discharging their arrows between. For a mo *ment, the Americans were taken aback. Their - traditional gallantry, not a whit' diminished by '»residence on the frontier, forbade them from firing on the tender sex. But what could be done ?' They could not shoot a bullet at a right angle over the women's heads, though they would doubtless have done that if they could. Then the gallant Captain gave the or der, “Break down the breastworks!” It was done. In his report of the battle, Capt. Judy mentioned that’ ‘* a few squaws were killed by accident I” One custom the Modocs have -which Is peculiar. In the morning, at day break, before any one has issued from his wigwam, they all arise in their rude couches and join in an orison, A KIND OF CHANT, intoned with that haunting and mournful cadence —that hoarse, long, wailxne sound— which is so infinitely saddening in all the mueio of the American Indians. It would seem to bo a kind of invocation to that Great-Being (Ko moosq) whom the Modoca vaguely recognize as tho Creator. This was related to me by N. 8.- Ball, a soldier under Capt. Jesse Walker, who listened to it one’morning with a strange feeling while he lay close along the brow of a mil before the-battle, glancing down his gun-barrel' and. waiting for tho daybreak to show the nick is the sights. All ’ the' Modocs were absent from , the reservation - and widely - scattered- over tho country, at their summer labors; hence, I saw none of the Chiefs, ! and did not get a perfectly satisfactory account of the tribe. But < THE MUCKALUCS, known to the Americans as the Hamath Lake Indians, hare the same language and tbs same customs, and their history will supplement the other. They divide themselves into two main bodies, the E&ajkiunea and the Blykhmcs, which names mean respectively ■ “ lowlanders ” and “nplanders." The Eocskinnes dwell around Hamath Lake, the Slykinncs on Sprague Elver. Though they have intermarried a good deal with the Modocs, giving rise to a border race called Comhatwash, they have warred on them even more, and beaten them time out of mind. They are deadly hereditary enemies. . We have come, , now, into the real Oregon raceSj Who have produced , groat chiefs, mighty, warriors, organizers of government, men of old renown. - Perhaps the moat celebrated of these was Cumtncne, who died about 18CG. He was rather a peace-chief—that is, a great orator, prophet) and rain-ipaker. Not only among the' lluckalucs and Undoes, hut through all the sur rounding tribes, he was known and dreaded, and Indians traveled two hundred miles to consult him. It was believed that he could poison water or food by his simple volition, and many other wonderful things could he perform. At the present time, • CAIPT. OEOEOE is Chief of the Muckalucs, without a rival, and he can muster 250 waniore. Ho wields over his subjects an authority such as few, if any, Cali fornia chieftaius dare attempt. On one occa sion, not long ago, two of them were somewhat the worse for fire-water; in consequence of which they wore whooping and running riot, and. not only refused obedience to Capt. Goorgo, bnt insulted him. Thereupon, the despotic old sav age coolly drew his bow and shot them both -unto death, - where they stood; and none of their relatives ever dared bring him to ■ judgment. Among these,' the Chief also assesses, arbitrarily, the number fil ponies, or the amount of shells, which must be paid as blood-money, in case of murder. There is a war-chief, and a peace-chief or MEDICINE-MAN, , besides a great number of petty local head-men, shorn the two leaders keep well in baud. One of the principal functions of the medicine-man is to_ “ give the people a good heart," which ho “does through' "tho instrumentality of a speech, sometimes protracted to a length of throe hours. He has a repeater, who repeats every sentence after him, though ho himself speaks'with suffi cient loudness to be heard. . ’ As these Indians 1 are braver and more despotic than their, southern neighbors, so they '• : •’ . ' : ■ .-i ASS MOSS VIRTUOUS — or were, in their native state. It was a primi tive custom among them' to destroy any woman who had commerce with a foreigner; which can bo affirmed of only two or three tribes in Califor nia. Polygamy is tolerated, and the women have not so much influence as among the Shas teccas, though they possess considerable. They participate freely in all the war-dances, and other Spartan exercises: they have most of tho medical practice; and they conduct, in person, nearly all the quarrels or fights which arise out of jealousy or polygamic discord. In all that relates to medicine, midwifery, “bathing, etc., they are notably mod est. A whole family sometimes en joy a sweat-bath together, in their small ovens, heated with hot stones, hut it is conducted with perfect propriety. The Modocs enjoy a privi lego which must render them the envy of civil ized men ; and that is, the privilege of KILLING THEIR MOTHERS-IN-LAW. To prevent misapprehension, it is necessary to say that this is not a common practice ; but if an Indian resort to it, his liberty is nowise cur tailed, nor his character sullied. A widow in herits no property from her deceased husband, merely retaining tho baskets and personal orna ments which she hag herself madeand if _ any of hia property is left unhumed, it is divided among his relatives. So religiously do they de stroy the possessions of the dead, that, some years ago, when an American named More, who had consorted with a Muck&luc woman, died, they burned up a large quantity of feoce-rails he bad lately split. To the backwoodsmen this seemed gratuitous, as rails cost a good deal of hard work. 4 . THE DEAD ARE BURIED in a recumbent posture, and the relatives dance, in a wailing circle, around the open grave. A pile of stones, or a tent, is erected over it, to prevent wild animals from exhuming the body. When one dies at a distance, he is burned, for convenience of transportation, and his ashes aro sacredly carried home, and scattered on tho graves of his ancestors; for there is nothing; for which the dying savage so earnestly pleads with his companions as their promise to carry him home to rest; and nothing from which ho so piteously adjures them to deliver him as the dis honor of being buried in alien soil. This nation were even worse than tho Modocs in the rapacity and cruelly with which they PROSECUTED THE SLAVE-TRADE. To secure a supply of slaves, they generally made war on the timid and peaceful Indians of Pit Biver. Of the captives they retained as many as they wished for their own service, and sold the remainder to the tribes about The Dalles and Dee Chutes.. It was by means of this barter that they first obtained a stock of ponies, which their northern neighbors bad learned to. use before themselves. These slaves, like all other.'property, were sacrificed upon the death of the owner, though the practice is now discon tinued, The last instance when they attempt ed it was at the death of Capt. George’s daughter, from the effects of a burn, when they wished to immolate all her slaves; but the whites intervened, and prevented it. When a maiden A REIVES AT WOMANHOOD, her father makes a kind of party in her honor. Her young companions assemble, and together they dance and sing wild, dithyr&mbio rounde lays p improvised songs of the woods and the waters—as thus :. " Jumping echoes of the rock, Squirrels turning somersaults; Green leaves, dancing in the air; Fishes, white aa money-shells, Running in the water, green; and deep, and still. Ei-ho, hl-ho, hi-hayj Hi-ho, hi-ho, hi-hay I This is the substance of one of the songs, as translated for me, and I have imitated the rhythmical movement as nearly as possible. For five consecutive nights, the maiden and her chosen companions, locked arm in arm, with wristlets and anklets of the chanize-buah, walk to and fro, on the some line, all night; rattling amulets and deers’ toes, chanting and singing, continually. The Indians, occasionally, stana decorously by and look on; hut, unlike the California Indians, they take no part in the exercises, and profane them by no obscene remarks, 'when the cere mony is ended, the father makes liberal pres ents to the maiden’s friends who have attended her; sometimes, even, being obliged to sell a horse to enable him to carry out his generous impulses. - These Indians are more • ATTACHED TO THEIE fiWTT.Ttttw than most tribes in California. So poignant aud so overwhelming is the.grief of a father on los ing Ins son, that he sometimes rashes away in midwinter, ascends the highest mountain, plunges himself in the enow, and fasts—weep ing, and beating his breast. It would seem, that, if his friends did not follow him and bring him back, ho would perish. They hold that firo waa once lost throughout all the world, but that the coyote and the wolf stole it, from some quarter, and restored it. The coyote had the secret principle of fire in his toe nails, and ho imparted it to the turtle, then car ried him up into the mountains, where the tur tle communicated it to the flints and trees ; so that an Indian can now extract it by percussing the one or drilling the other. BLYDZLKNELOKKE (the Chief above) gave them, as they believe, all things that they possess, and taught them their uses and'names.. He showed their ancestors bow to make elk-skin hate, and boots or leggins, and that they should pluck out' their beards ; and he instructed the squaws in the art of weaving ekull-caps, etc. When an In dian walks on the high hills or mount ains, ho carefully refrains from displacing or rolling down any stones, because Blydelkne lokke walks on the mountains, stepping from stone to stone> and he would be offended at the absence of a single one, '' * *. , Before.the Muckalucs fell from their high, estate, they were a happy people. Blydclkne lokke gave them freely all things to enjoy, without the toil'of woman’s bands. Pleasant roots had they, and all manner, of flesh —of elk, of doer, of antelope, of fish—with many green and goodly herbs which the earth abundantly produces. All those things did they eat, without sweat, or toU, or chase. Their days were fall of songs, and their nights of sweet love, and laughter, and the dance. Their medicines talked with the Chief on high, and their words were wise. No pestilence, no black death, nor blight, nor deadly pains, over passed among their villages. But a maideh of the. Muckalucs wrought on odious thing in the sight of men. In wrath and vengeance, BlydeLkuo lokke slew her with his hammer, wherewith he created and fashioned the world. He smote her unto death, on the spot; hut her guilty lover escaped. SHE WAS TURNED INTO STONE, on the mountain-side, and the great ham mer likewise, beside her. There they have lain through many, many, many snows, plainly visible on the mountain—an everlasting reminder to tho unhappy. Muckalucs of the folly and weakness of women, and of the once happy ;estaie which they lost v forever through her wickedness. . On the mountain, towering high, which they call ** Naylix,” just at the edge of tho chafing’ and leaping waves of Upper Klamath ( Lak6, is seen tho gigantic form of tho Woman of Stone, extending far up tho slope, and beside her head tho Hammer of Creation. And ever since that fatal day, tho hapless Muckalucs have 'been condemned to. labor and to . pain all because of ,tho primal sin of woman. If anybody possesses the requisite ingenuity to bunt this story back into a distorted version of , the tale of Eden, he is welcome to it. Why not * • allow that the Indian sagos, also, in their medi tations, may have grounded hard and fast on that old, old rock of shipwreck—“ Whence came disease and death into the world ?” And surely the Muckaluo legend is no more discreditable than the Hebrew, for both shoulder ATJ. THE TiDAMF. CTON THE WOMEN, — the one upon, her curiosity, the other upon her frailty. The inventors of either attributed to herwfaatevcr they considered her besetting sin. Concerning the reservation, the secession therefrom, and the subsequent and present mOUELES WITH THE MODOCE, a very brief and simple statement will suffice. In 1854, they ceded all their lands, by treaty, to. the United Stotea Government, and- agreed to I go upon the Klamath Reservation. In 18G4, the substance of that treaty was ‘ renewed. This reservation is-50 by 40 miles in extent, lying cast of Upper Hamath Lake, and including the fertile and magnificent valley of Sprague Kiver. It is only justice to the Modoos to say , that they never were permitted to live happily on this reservation. The Klamath Lake Indians—their, hitter and hereditary ‘ en emies, and greatly outnumbering them—were placed on it with them, together with several hundred Flutes. .The Klamath Lake Indians were still on their own ancestral soil, while the Modoca were not; and the former continually taunted them with that fact, flung at them as interlopers and beggars, hectored and bullied them, obstructed their fishing operations, in sulted and beat their women whenever they could do it safely, and, in short, did everything THE CHICAGO DAILY TRIBUNE: SUNDAY, JUNE 8, 1873. that savages are so ingenious in'doing to make another tribe miserable. Brave and honest "old Sconchin boro ‘it all like'a Spartan, •hav ing regard to his promises, though tho clamors and laments of his' people dinned day and night in bis ear, as the cries of Israel came op to Moses'end Aaron in the desert. Only tho •presence of the troops prevented bloody out breaks from occurring continually. But at lost, as before stated, in 1670, Capt. Jack—although a man of mean quality, a coward, and A THOROUGH-RACED RASCAL— won the majority of tho people from old Scon chin by siding with them against the treaty; and, finally, presuming upon the imbecile rule of tie reservation, boldly marched away from it, and returned to tho Modocs* ancient homo on Lost Bivor. Some weak attempts wore mans to induce him to return; but, presently, the whole matter was dropped, and he and his followers were allowed to roam whith er they would. To remedy the ineradicable hos tility between the Modocs and ths Klamath Lake Indians, a new sot of resoivation buildings was established on the eastern end of the reserve, in Sprague Bivor Valley, and called “ Vail!ax Ees ervntion.;” to which the remaining 100 Modocs, still loyal to Sconchin, were removed. But, with fatuousness worthy of tho Indian Bnrean, 700 Klamath Lake Indians wore also brought with them; and thus the old elements of discord were perpetuated. There was a third band of tho Modocs split off, numbering only about forty, called tho “hot cnnEK modocs,” who acknowledged neither the authority of Sconchin nor of Capt. Jack. Rouging on Hob Creek, Lower Klamath Lake, and Butte Crook, under the quasi protectorate of Messrs. Fair child and Dorris, they deported themselves with comparative propriety, and were quite inoffen sive. Meantime, for two or three years, Capt. Jack and his renegades roamed, without lot or hind rance, throughout tho whole region along Lost River, Clear Lake, and tho adjoining waters, and oven penetrated, sometimes, as far east as Goose Lake, slaughtering certain cattle strayed away from the herds owned by settlors on the eastern shore of tho lake. They drove with them everywhere their immense bands of ponies, —over Government lauds, over reservation lands, over claims of settlors, — CONTEMPTUOUSLY Cf DIFFERENT to all complaints and remonstrances, and de pasturing vast bodies of grass to no good purpose. Many of the residents of thoao claims were bachelors, necessarily absent a good part of the day herding their cattle; and into their cabins the Modoca would force their way, and commit petty depredations, or per petrate unmentionable indecencies. If the settler left a wife behind him, they would compel her to servo them, fling water about the house, whoop, yell, bang the doors, snatch articles out of the cupboard, and behave generally with outrageous and abominable inde cency. For several months,, every summer, Sconchin’s Indians would bo furloughed from the come down on Lost Bivor and the lakes. They would also bring hundreds upon hundreds of ponies along, to graze, though leaving many behind upon the reservation; but, aside from this offense, they BEHAVED WELL ENOUGH GENERALLY. It was the universal sentiment of the sell lore that they would make very little complaint over the loss of tho pasturage; for that country is largo enough, and rich enough in grass, heaven wot, to maintain all that will ever get into it for the next twenty years. But what they did vigorous ly protest against was, the promiscuous running to and fro of the impudent savages, and the in tolerable pother tney made in their families. As early as the summer of 1872, there was a fierce and menacing undercurrent of talk running among all the settlors of that region, especially on the Oregon side. ,It was evident that there was needed only a slight occasion of mischief doing to bring forth a bloody outbreak or mas sacre. On the part of the reservation, what were the manifestations ? It was and is argued, that the altitude of the whole Klamath Reservation is so considerable as to preclude any useful cultiva tion of the cereals, and hence, notwithstanding the enormous dimensions of the reserve, it was necessary to furlough tho Indians a good while every summer, to gather roots and fish outside of it. ■ But no excuse was mode, or COULD BE MADE, for not bringing back Capt. Jack—-at least, dur ing the winter. As things were managed in that latitude, the Indians were not at all to be blamed for wanting their annual furlough; for it was with them absolutely one of two things—dig roots, or starve. If they had sense enough to keep cattle instead of ponies, they might have subsisted fatly on their flesh; but they had not, and there was no one to advise them. Yiunai may bo too frosty for tho successful production of wheat, and require to import 40,000 pounds of flour a year; but it exhibits a fine, spacious field of that cereal in an advanced stage of growth, and a new thrashing-machine. It is a good lati tude for hotel-keeping, and Government rations are cheap to the traveler at 50 cents a meal, when there is no other stopping-place for sixty miles on one side, and twenty on the other. The In dian, with his one annual shirt and his stomach half-full of roots, on a frosty and nipping morn ing looks into the cozy diiuug-room and sees a pampered Chinaman serving a reservation fami ly and guests (the travelers) with hot, greased cakes of Government floor. It would not an swer to have an Indian in there cooking, for he might surreptitiously baud victuals out of the window to his countrymen, and the hotel larder be bankrupted. But every intelligent reader knows, too well, _ THE , SICKENING STOBT of the average Indian Who blames Capt. Jack for not wanting to go back to it, if ho could help himself—back to this ac cursed pest-house ? It was a miracle of savage fidelity that Schonchin voluntarily rode forty miles to get his furlough renewed. The Modocs were a chained tiger, tampered with by fools. They let him play to the end of his chain; they pulled It, they coaxed him, they threatened, they threw him crumbs, they let him go again. He snarled, and they coddled him. They begged him to come back; they advised him to come back; they sent agents to urge him to como back. From: first to last, there has boon brought to bear on the solution of this question a mix ture of SHILLY-SHALLY IMBECILITY AND PALTERING.' The Modocs know a man's metal when they see him; they have done nothing, all their lives, but read faces. They know George Crook from an other man. They are no dotards ; they are no whiners. They judged the Groat Father, in Washington'., by his sons whom ho sent; and the latter they caught, and cast them out of tho vineyard, and alow them. I once overheard a poor, simple-witted Digger Indian telling his comrade about somo terqblo invention of tho white, man—ovidcntly a repeating-riflo.. He wound up by saying, “ When ho shoot a man, he hit him same - time before, behind.” But tho Updoes know which end of a Henry nlle tiio.lead comes out of. If men will fool with a chained tiger, and let him at largo certain days, let them not squeal if they are bitten. s The pity of it is—tho grievous pity—that it was the set tlers who were bitten, and not tho reservation people. No doubt the Modocs are a cruel, re vengeful, and implacable race; but they know tho master when they see him. Courting Among English Emigrants in Australia. , “ How did you manage to .win her affections so quickly, Dan ? The receipt’s worth knowing.” ;“Oh, that was simple enough,” replied ho. “The first night I arrived at the lodging-house in Auckland I found'myself sitting next to a young woman at supper, who, I soon found, was one of the newly-arrived emigrants. I looked her over, and found she was a round, strong, cherry-looking lass,.with a laughing face,-and thought sho’d do. I didn’t know how to go fool ing around her,—as lam certain yon would have done, sir, no offense to yon,—but just spoke a word or two with her, and when we came out into the passage, gave her a eqnoozo and a , kiss. Says she, ‘How dare you?’ Says I, *l' want to 'marry yon, my dear." “Marry me?" cries she, laughing, “Why, I don't know yon.” “No more do I know yon, my dear, so that makes it all fair and equal. ' She didn’t know how to put a - Clapper on ' that, so she.'only laughed and said she couldn’t think of it. . “ Not think of it,” says I, artful like, “ notwhon yon have come all these thousands of miles for that purpose ?” “ What do yon mean ?’’ says she, staring. “ Como now,” says 1,-1! don’t tell me; Ikaowswhat’e what.' When a man omigrationizes,' it’s to got ■work ; when a woman emigrationizes, it’s to get married. You may ns well do it at once.” Well, she giggled a bit, and wo were spliced two days afterward. A Carious Spider’s Web. •A correspondent of the Ellsworth (Me/) Amer ican tolls this: “ Mr. Aaron Simpson, with his brother Albert and Mr. Walton, of Sullivan, while at work in a meadow in August, 1872, dis covered suspended upon twigs, by four guys, a spider’s weh, the diameter of which was abont eighteen inches. Across this parchment (such it seems to ns) were two parallel lines quite an inch apart, which served as the base for the let ters of the following inscription. Upon the? first were the words, * Envy, envy,* and upon the second, I W. W.; all this was in beautiful capital letters of the Roman origin, and punctu ated as above. Strange this may seem to your readers,'nevertheless it is true." SPRING-TRAVEL. New York to Minnesota in May. Wa are a party of four ladies, leaving New, York via the Erie Bailway, on a certain evening in May, 1873. We are bound for Ohio, Chicago, and Minnesota, and to have a thoroughly good time on the way, unless some mishap or mis fortune prevents. We cross the river in squads of two and two, meeting in the elegant sleeping-car tl James Fisk, Jr.” Here, in the large family state-room, wo hang up our liats, and, disposing of sundry bags and parcels, settle ourselves comfortably, —taking a critical survey of each other and our surroundings, before entering upon the real business of the evening, viz: a cosy, confiden tial gossip,—a genuine old-fashioned visit. Iks. W , the leader of our party, is the wife of the indefatigable President of Erie, and, although a woman, she is by ho means a non entity in her sphere. If she cannot handle and control railroads in a masterly manner, she can lead a party of ladies in the way they are de lighted to go, and entertain them right royally in mind as well as in body. She can do this oven if she cannot vote as the equal of black Charlie, the porter, who makes the beds and “ shines ” the boots of his brother-voters taking lodgings in the “ James Fisk, Jr." In stature the smallest of oar party is one of the most remarkable women of this or any age. She drosses in a quaint, quiet style, in perfect harmony with herself. And, by the way, what a picturesque world this would be if all men and women, instead of following a fashion, dressed according to their own ideas of comfort and beauty,—put into their dress their own peculiar tastes and fancies. This little woman docs it, I think, to some ex tent. Her traveling dross, of soft material, falls gracefully about her neat figure, being neither too full nor too scant, too long nor too short, — not, in fact, noticeable in any way. But you in voluntarily notice the small foot and delicate band; also, the diamond ring, which scorns not out of place upon the taper finger. Then, as your eye rests upon the frill of soft lace about her throat, yon wonder that matronly ladies ever, even in traveling, wear stiff linen collars; and again yon marvel that they do not wear diamond ear-rings,—solitary gems, rivaled only by the sparkle of the eye, and the gleam of a loving, life-giving smile. : This woman has one of the sweetest faces God ever sent to gladden the waste places of life ; a face framed in silver, —the soft, fleecy silver of gray curls. How can a woman dye her hair after time has frosted it so beautifully ? Just here let me give a brief sketch of this woman’s life: Mrs. Clpmence Lozier, M. D., 861 West Thirty-fourth street, Now York, is by birth an American, and was educated in one of the best literary schools of our country. Early an orphan, she married at the age of 16, and be came the mother of seven sons, —the only sur viving one, A. W. Lozier,of Yonkers, N. Y., a suc cessful physician and surgeon, and a true Chris tian gentleman. From her childhood, she was devoted to good works ; was Superintendent of a mission Sunday-school, a tract-distributor, an Abolitionist and equal-rights advocate, and a member of the • (now-called) “ Home of the Friendless.”. At the age of 27 she was a widow, supporting her family (her husband having been for years an invalid) by teaching. Eleven years she was principal of a young ladies’ seminary, into which she introduced a new feature, viz.: the study of chemistry, physiology, and anat omy. Her first medical studies were directed by her brother, a physician of the old school. She was refused admission to that school after Elizabeth Blackwell graduated, but subsequently was ad mitted to the Eclectic College of Syracuse, from which she graduated. In 1860, she commenced a course of free lec tures to women, continuing them once a week for three years, until they culminated in the establishment of the New York Medical College for Women. This College was chartered by the State in 1553. Mrs. Lozier is its Boon, and Professor of Diseases of Women and Children. Her income from her practice ia $15,000 or $20,- 000 a year; and shb Las a large charity practice beside. She is also physician in charge of the Hospital for Women and Children, and Presi dent of the Now York Suffrage Society. Her services to the* College ore gratuitous, and she has also donated money to it liberally. She is consulted by all schools of medicine, being broad and liberal in her views, and is much esteemed by spmo of the finest physicians of Now York- who send to her difficult and puzzling cases; but she calls herself a true disciple' of Hahnemann. Yet, notwithstanding all this woman Is, and all she has done, aho is not entitled to vote as the equal of the miserable quack who soils humbug-pills, or the careless druggist who pre pares poison-prescriptions by mistake. At an early hour we creep into our clean beds, and repeating “Now I lay me down to sleep,”

etc., (the prayer which seems most appropriate to the occasion), slumber tranquilly till, morn ing, undisturbed by oven a dream of horror. Morning comes nil too soon. Wo find it bard to shake off eleop, which somehow clings never so closely os when we feel that wo must get up; • that Charley wants to make the bods, and set bis house iu order. , We find the dressing-room clean and sweet, with plenty of water and towels;'and, after washing our faces and reducing the troublesome hair to order, as we sit by the open window, with no dust to annoy, inhaling the fresh air, and enjoying the wild, romantic scenery we feel that traveling has ceased to bo a fatigue, and* should be classed among our pleasures and recreations. At Homelsville wo find a breakfast equal to tbat of a first-class hotel, and when we pay our 75 cents for the same, we feel like adding a Quarter's worth of thanks, remembering * past disappointments in the shape of greasy steak, rotten potatoes, sour bread, and vile coffee. Erie has three excellent eating-houses,—at Homelsville, Susquehanna, and Turner’s; how many more, I cannot say ; but at Dunkirk, be ware, : and oat not unlcssupon the point of starva tion, and then sparingly. After leaving' Homelsville, the scenery is most lovely. Gray old mountains bend frown ingly over smiling valleys, green and fresh with spring-time, through which the brooks wind in and out, in ever-changing grace and beauty. The view of Portage Falls is beautiful.—the spray dancing in the sunlight, and the rainbow coloring gorgeously the rocky sides of the glen. At Buffalo, with a sigh, we hid good-bye to' Erie and tbe “ James Fisk ; Jr.,** and betake us to tho Lake Shore, which runs smoothly, and is usually on time; but oh, the dust! 41 Dust thou art, and unto dust thou ehalt return',” may appropriately bo quoted upon this rood. Tins reminds me of a new feature which I dis cover hero. The American Bible Society has placed a neatly-bound book, containing selec tions from the Old and New Testaments, in rocks at the side of the cars, four in each, car: so that saint or sinner may read his Bible and loam patience aa he travels. JButj Wero I going to direct a missionary-work for the benefit of tho traveling public oyer Amer ican railroads, ;1 .would introduce into the wait ing-rooms, at stations such as Dunkirk, Indian apolis, etc., a few sofas and easy chairs,' upon which a person,, weary, and sick perhaps, might rest while waiting for the nest tram. At Indian apolis I have .seen twenty or thirty ladies wait ing for hours, some too tired and sick to hold up then* heads ; but,. if forced to lie down, they must lie upon the floor, aa there was not even a wooden settee in tbe. room, but only stationary seats, each divided from its neighborly wooden arms. The clean, beautifully-kept station at Erio, Pa., is no bettor than others in this particular. -In the City of Philadelphia are two comfortable .waiting-rooms, at the Bal timore and Kensington depots,—nicely carpeted,' famished with hair-cloth sofas and eosy-cnairs, and with a neat, obliging woman in attendance. It is a shame to the railroad authorities that they do not provide more comforable waiting room : but, since they, do not, I think it wonld be well for Christian societies to do missionary work among them. At Ashtabula two of our party leave ua : an other drops off at Chicago ; and to-day finds mo alone, gliding over tho prairies of lowa toward Minnesota, land of. blue streams and bluer skies. 4 ’ X like not the level prairies; they make me home sick, and set me longing for even the barren hills, —for anything m nature to break the weary stretch of sameness.* But the rolling prairies, which abound in Hinnesota, are lovely beyond compare, and leave one nothing to desire, save now and .then a wild mountain-gorge, a rude rooky glen, thrown in by way of contrast. At 4p. m. the whistle sounds its last' signal. I am at my journey’s end. Northflold, the pretti est town on the railroad from Prairie du Chien to St. Paul, comes into view, nestled on either bank of the Big Canon Biver, and creeping far up the hillsides. ■ It is raining as I alight at the station. No familiar face meets me, but a quick pain pierces me as I remember a sweet, patient face that will : not meet me'even at the cottage-door, that will come to zAeet me sever again, save in dreams and in memories, until I, cross over to the KoßTHri£i*z>, Mian., June 1,1873. THE LATE. LOUIS NAPOLEON. Reminiscences by a Personal Friend— Xlie Alan and tUe Emperor—His Gen eral Character—Peculiar Character of His Ambition—Causes of Hit Fail ure as a General* . * London (Jfay 8) Correspondence of the ITco Toth Tribune.- The continuing curiosity about the late Em peror Napoleon gratifies to some extent bis known , desire. His will was published this week, and discussed by everybody eagerly. It throws some light on his charecter; but a far more interesting paper appears iu the May Corn hill, entitled “Louis Napoleon painted by a Contemporary.” It consists of passages from Hr. Nassau W. Senior's diary, recountingcon versVfcions about the Emperor that took place between himself and a . lady designated as Madame 8., and described 'as having been brought up as a sister with the Emperor, and continuing her intimacy till the coup d'etat, which sheas a woman of integrity and a staunch Bepublican, conld not forgive. This paper is manifestly of a different kind from most of the gossip and guess-work anecdotes current about the Emperor during his lifetime and since. It begins with an account of the escape from Ham, and comes down to April, 1863, when the Em* peror was more oconpled with his Life of Cmaar than with anything else. Madame R.’s knowl edge of the man—not merely of the Emperor— is minute, penetrating, critical, yet friendly. Indeed, she was plainly fond of him, though for twelve years after the coup d’etat she refused to see him. She did not, however, re- fuse to correspond with him, and serve him in various ways, and she seems to hare expressed her opinion with sufficient franknooß to Mr. Senior, and ho to have put them down faith fully. How completely separated in her own mind the man and the Emperor were maybe seen from a single judgment which she expresses. She was convinced that Napoleon had. mistaken his vocation; that instead of statesman or soldier which ho aspired to be (in 1855) nature intended him for a poet; that ho had an inventive, ori ginal, and powerful imagination, which, under proper training, would have produced something groat. As to ins taste: “He cannot tolerate French poetry,” she an swered. “He is insensible to Bacino, but he delights in Shakespeare, Qoethe, and Schiller. The, great, the strange, and the tragic, suit his wild and somewhat vague habits of thought and hie melancholy temperament Of the hue arts the onlv one that interests him is architecture, probably from the vastness of its products. He hates music, and does not understand painting or sculpture.” Of his general character Madame B.’s concep tion was opposed to the common one, which (at that time) painted him as calm, unimpressiona ble, decided, and obstinate. He has, she says, none of these qualities, except the last, and even that sometimes deserted him. This was written so late as 1858, when his irresolution was, I should have supposed, well enough understood. Mad ame B.'s description of this side of his character is vivid: “I have known him build castles in the air, dwell on them for. years, and at last gradually forget them. When no was young, he bad two fixed ideas, that he was to bo Emperor of France, and that he was to bo liberator of Italy.” Afa to his calmness, the testimony is curious: “ He baa a calm crust, but furious Italian pas sions boil beneath it. As a child, he was subject to fits of anger, such as I never saw in any one else. While they lasted he did not know what he said or did. “ He is procrastinating, undecided, and irreso lute. Courage ho certainly has, and of every j kind, physical and moral.” And again on the same point eho speaks of him &s agreeable and attractive when a child, bat in mature life his gentleness was only in appearance. “Ho has great self-command, bnt Gu/ond ho is irritable. One would think he was more than irritable, for on another page Madamo K. is roporiedas saying; l4 l have known him, after a conversation in which he betrayed no anger, break his own furniture in his rage.” The first sign of the storm was a swelling of the nootrijs, “ like thoso of an excited horsethan his eyes became bright and Ins lips quivered. Dissimulation was with him a study and he car rioditto the extent of disguising his features. His long moustache was intended to conceal his mouth, and he had disciplined his eyes. This latter practice began in 18*8. Madame B. In that year noticed a change in them, and asked him what was the matter. 44 Nothing,” he an swered. A day or two later she again remarked thblr odd appearance, and at last she discovered, apparently by his own confession, that he baa boon accustoming himself to keep his eyelids closed, and to throw into his eyes a vacant, dreamy expression. • She has much to say of the peculiar character of his ambition. He desired most eagerly every thing that he thought would give him posthum ous fame. “ Like most men of imagination, he lives in the future. .As a child, his desire was tohecome an historical character. He has no moral sense; be docs not care about le bien ou le mat , ca lui est egcUj onphUot il n'en conceit pas la difference : nor does be care much about present reputa tion, except as an.instrument. Ho begins now to expect to fill as many pages in history as bis uncle has done, and he hopes that they will be brighter; at least that they will be darkened by fewer shadows. And if be believes, as I have reason to think be does, that the man who founds freo institutions in Italy will be praised j a thousand years hence, he will do it. He will do it if he hopes that history will accept it as a sort of compensation for his having destroyed such institutions in France.” But he bad. all sorts of motives, as most men have. Beside the one above stated, others drove him into the war of 1859. Ha longed for mili tary glory and he dreaded assassination. The Carbonari never ceased to plot against him from the time of tho coup d’etat. The Italian con spirators for freedom caredlittle for his outrages upon his own subjects; they wanted to kill turn as theaupporter of Papal tyranny, tho supporter of Austria in Italy, and the enemy of Italian unity. The Grain! attempt gave him & shock from which bo was long in recovering. “ The war.” says Madame B. f “ relieves him from an anxiety which pressed ; on him from Jan. ' 14, 1858, until Jan. 1, 1859 tho fear of the Carbonari. Ho has breathed freely only since he could give notice to them that he accepted their terms.” His con viction that ho bad m him the making of a great■ General has long been known, but is here brought out very strongly. He said to Madame 8., once at Ham, “I trust that some day Lebali command a groat army. I know that I should distinguish myself; I feel I have every military quality.” Ter with a return of self-distrust ho added, 1 “ Perhaps it would be better for me to die in the belief that I am fitted to bo a groat Gener al than to risk the experiment. But I will try it, if I can,andl believe that I shall try it.” This was m 1859; six weeks before the battle of Magenta, when be did try itjand nearly lost nia army and throne by trying it, and was saved by MacMahon. He must have become convinced in that campaign that with all his military knowl edge, ihb qualities of a commander in tho field wore lacking; to him. - That conviction, it is more, than probable, weighed upon him at tho outset of the campaign of 1870, when political necessity : and tho hope of saving his throne for his bof compelled him, as ho thought, to put himself at the head of bis troops. J Tot Madame B. believes that the deciding in fluence on him, in 1357, was neither a child’s dream, nor fear of assassination, nor military ambition. His real motive for tho war, she assorts, which towered high above all others, was his hatred of t Austria^-* 1 hatred bred in his very ': bones, beginning in early infancy. fostered during ail bis early childhood and youth, and which mode him a conspirator and. a Carbonaro when most boys are thinking only of their games or of their lessons. He had no objection to giving Italy free institutions; on the contrary, he had, thinks Madame 8., a sympathy for freedom, >‘* though, where he himself is concerned, it is overruled by his desire of power. He likes to be absolute himself, but be wishes all who are not his subjects to be'free.” Yet on another page it is Bud he was determined Lombard and Venetia should not be united to Piedmont; that he hated Piedmont as constitutional, as a neighbor too strong to bo a slave, and because the King had from time to time treated him; somewhat roughly; and that Vas to the freedom or the prosperity of these provinces, when once they cease to bo Austrian; or indeed as to the welfare of any part of Italy; he is utterly indifferent.” Quo would like to know what the Milanese, who have lately been subscribing for a monument to the man they deem thoir benefactor, think of this exposition, of his real purposes in helping them. - It is not Kinglake not victor Hugo who makes it,'‘but a woman who was his life-long friend; -* ’ Probably the two chief causes of bis failure as a General were his incapacity for detail, and his want of decision. Madame R. paints hi™ as lit wary in his mental habits (which is precisely 'Klnglake’a view). Idle lnimatterrof~:adinlnißtra won. hating detail.. and hating discussion, but fond of, study, and Tory fond erf writing. When he got to work on his “Life of Ctßsar,"*hlß Ministers complained that. they conld not get audience or even signature* from him. Here is a capital picture of the way in which he came to a decision: When it is necessary to act he does not con sult his friends, still less his Ministers, and per haps he is right, for they would give him only bod advice; he does not conscientiously think the matter over, weigh the opposing reasons, strike the balance and act. He takes his cigar, gives loose to his ideas, lets them follow one an other without exercising over them his will, till at last something pleases his imagination, ho seizes it, and thinks himself inspired. Some times the inspiration is good, as it was when he released Abd el Kader; sometimes it isverybad, as it was when he chose the same time for open ing the discussion of the address, and rovewing the state of ear finances.” Some things he did and said were due in no small measure to his childlike delight in aaton ishing people, in making Europe and France, and, above all, his own Ministers, stare. He in tended the coup d’etat, Jan. 29.1849, six weeks after he became President. “He read his plan to Changamier, and the instant Chan gamier be gan to oppose it, he folded np the paper arid was silent.” He kept it in his drawer two years and a half, and then executed it. I heard many such stories of him. Before his Ministers learned hia ways they were subject to continual surprises. He never would discuss anything Almost always he put his ideas in writing, and when be summoned a Minister to his Cabinet he would read the paper to him or hand it to him to read. If the Minister disapproved, or criticised, or suggested r modifications, the paper was put bock in its drawer without reply, and the Emperor turned to another sub ject or dismissed his Minister, and the latter would go away believing he had convinced hia master, and that the plan was abandoned. - The next thing he would bear of it would be the pro mulgation of the rejected plan as an Imperial decree. It may be worth noticing that Madame B. gave no credit to the notion that Yorhuel was the true father of Louis Napoleon. The world —which certainly has rather inclined to that belief—“ in her opinion,” talks nonsense. And she gives a comparison of dates and facts which certainly tends to prove that he might have been the son of his mother’s husband. That King Louis often said the boy was not his, she ad mits. but explains it on on the theory that he was naif mad, and said so only to tease his wife. G. W. 8. TO A DEAD WIFE. Palo star, that, with thy soft, sad light. Come out upon my bridal eve, I have a song to aim? to-night, Before thou tak’et thy mournful leave. Since then so softly time has stirred. That months have almost seemed like hours. And I am like a little bird. That slept too long among the flowers. And, waking, sits with wavelets wing. Sort-singing ’mid the shades of even. But, oh! with sadder heart I sing,— X sing of one who dwells in Heaven! The 'winds are soft; the clouds are few; And tenderesfc thought my heart beguiles, As, floating up through, mist and dew, The pale young moon comes out and smiles; And, to the green, resounding shore. In silvery troops the ripples crowd. Till all the ocean, dimpled o’er, lifts up its voice and laughs aloud; And star on star, all soft and calm, Floats np yon arch serenely blue ; And, lost to earth and steeped in balm, ' My spirit floats in ether'too. Loved one, though lost to human sight, 1 feel thy spirit lingering near. And softly as I feel the light That trembles through the atmosphere ; As, in some temple’s holy shades. Though mute the hymn and hushed the prayer, A solemn awe the soul pervades. Which tells that worship has been there; A breath of Incense left alone Where many a censer swung around. Which thrills the wanderers, like to one Who treads on consecrated ground. I know thy soul, from worlds of bliss. Yet stoops awhile to dwell.with me,— Hath caught the prayer I breathed in this. That I at last might dwell with thee. I bear a manner from the seas, That thrills me like the spirit’s sighs; 1 hoar a voice on every breeze. That mokes to mine its low replies,— A voice all low and sweet like thine, It gives an answer to my prayer. And brings my soul from Heaven a sign That I will know and meet thee there. HI know thee there by that sweet face Bound which a tender liojo plays, Still touched with that expressive grace That made thee lovely all thy days; By that sweet smile that o’er it shed A beauty like the light of even. Whose soft expression never fiod E’en when its soul hod flown to Heaven. I’ll know thee by the starry crown That glitters in thy raven hair. Oh I by these blessed signs alone. I’ll know tbco there, —I’ll know thee there I For ah! thine eye, within whose sphere The sweets of youth and beauty met. That swam in love and softness hero. iTust swim In love and softness yet* - For ah! its dark and liquid beams. Though saddened by. a thousand sighs, 'Were holler than the light that streams Down from the gates of Paradise; Were bright and radiant like the morn. Yet soft and dewy as the eve,— Too sad for eyes whore smiles are born,. Too young for eyes that learn to grieve. I wonder if this cooL sweet breeze. Hath touched thy lips and found thy brow; For all my spirit hears and sees Be calls thee to my memory now; For every hour we breathe apart . Will but increase, if that can be. The love that fills this lonely heart, Already filled so foil of theo. Yet many a tear these eyes most weep, And many a sin must be forgiven. Ere these pale lids shall sink to sleep,. And you and I shall meet in Heaven. LITESAEY NOTES. —Henry Spencer’s “ Sociology ”is in press at the Appletona’. —Matthew Arnold has a new book in press on “ Higher Schools and Universities in Germany.” —Mrs. Somerville’s posthumous work will bo “ Personal Recollections from Early Life to Old Age.” —Harriet Fenimore Cooper, one of the two literary daughters of the American novelist, will soon publish a “ History of the Oneida Tribe of Indians.” —The Rev. Lemuel Moss, D. D., has been ap pointed by the: Baptist Publication Society to edit a history of the Baptist' denomination for the century past, —Gen. John P. Hawkins, brother-in-law of the lata Gem Canby, ia collecting materials for a biography of that lamented officer. —The London Aihenccum announces that there is a prospect of a revised edition, —tho ninth— of the “ Encyclopaedia Britannica.” —A Gorman translator of Cardinal Wiseman’s “Hors Syriac®” describes"the.divine as the “ from - an - Irish-family- descended-in-Spain born-in-England-educated-in-Italy-consecratod Syrian scholar.” —“ IGo A-Fishhig ” is tho title of Mr. W. C. Prime’s now book, which the Harpers are issu ing. ' . ‘ . v ; —Another Life of Jesus is put forth in Ger many/ this time by Dr. Keiui, a Professor at Giessen University. The book attracts'atten tion in theological circles abroad; ■ * —Prof. Huxley’s now volume is entitled “ Critiques and Addresses.” Tho papers now 1 republished, dealing' chiefly with educational, scientific, and philosophical subjects, indicate, says the author, the high-water mark of tho va rious tides of occupation by which he has been carried along since tho beginning of the vear 1870. —Tho University of Oxford has selected ono on tho “ Prince of Wales at the Grave of Wash ington,” as the Nowdegate poem..' —Olivo Logan’s new society novel is a “ Sum mer Bomanco,” tho scone laid at Long Branch andNewYork. —G. W. Carleton, tho publisher, is to give ns sketches of tho Bermndas by himself. —Dr. Smiles’ “ Self-Help.” published by the Harpers, has been translated into- Japanese, and adopted as a government text-hook. —John Mitchell has printed in London a “ Ee ply to the Falsification of History by James An thony Fronde, entitled * The -English in Ire land.' ” ■ —The most unheard of prices were paid for the Turner Engravings at the recent London auction. The plates of the “ Liber Studbrinm ” alone brought about SIOO,OOO. •' A sot of them comprised seventy-one plates; and they brought from 81,600 to $4,000 each 1 sot. —A new juvenile by George Macdonald, “Qut ta Fercha Willie;” which has been delighting the readers of Good Words for the Toting, will shortly be issued by the Bontledges. —A Boston letter says: “ Trade is so dnE in books that soma announced early in the season for summer publication will be withheld until antnmn. Boherts & Brothers have decided not to bring ont Ohanning’s memoir of Thoreau un til that time, and to hold ovdr -Joatrnln Miner’s new 'Songs of the Son-Land’ until then.’ Mil ler writes from London that he is certainly to marry ‘My Lady Crawford,’ and that his future is all sun-bright. One good thing about this em«c gemns I heard to-day. Once a month -ao^ t 1 l- hl ¥ !Ub^ llet . ! V Bena 8 Sheck for at least ©26 to to i danghterHand, who ia iivin^oatin Oregon. This is ordered ‘till forbid ’bv Hil ter eo long, as there ia money in tho locker’” JST 061 * 1183 written a novel called . Porple and Fine Linen," which Carletoc win Issue. —£ or . d Hoaghton’a; “ llonogiajiha, Personal . andbocial, will contain aide allusions and infer' eating facta about almost: everybody of -note in England. _ -'Scribner, Armatrong 4 Co. announce Henri Bochoforta forbidden novel “Cea Bcnraveq" in an English translation. * * —Julian Hawthorne “Bresson,” will.be nub hahea immediately by the Appletona. • ‘ IMven from the Path ” is another forthcoming Ameri can novel, -a • o -Bhoda &OTghton, of “Bed ns a Boaeia She notoriety, baa s new novel in press at the Appleton’s. Its title ia “ Miss Nancy.” —“The hmtory of pottery is the history of hu manity.. At. all events, so says M. Albert Jaoqnemart, who has given to the world ahichJv interesting “History of the Ceramic Art S in which he traces the fashions of dishes in all ages and among all races, from Egypt to Bir mingham. —The Saturday Heview pronounces “Old Ken sington,” which is the longest stoiy Mtwg Thack eray has yet written, to' be the one that gives the highest impression of tho richness and power of her genius. —Buvckink*s “Cyclopedia of American Litera ture,” having been revised to date, with- SSO pages of new matter incorporated into the body of the book, is to be reissued by Zell in fifty semi-monthly parts., It will m*kp two quarto volumes of 1,000 pages each. —The difficulties consequent upon the death of Sir Henry Bulwer (Lord Balling), which* re tarded the completion of the “Life of Lord Palmerston,” have been overcome through the energies of Ur. Bentley ; and the third volume, bringing this life down to 1857, will appear next September. Lord Balling’s “ Sketches of PeeL Melbourne, and Lafayette” will also appear at the same time. —J. B. Lippincott & Co. announce a new and carefully revised edition of Prescott’s works. The issue is to be a volume a month. The ed itor is Mr. John Foster Kirk, author of: “The History of Charles the Bold.” —Mr. John Bartlett ia about to issue a new edition of his “ Familiar Quotations,” and the new work will appear in six volumes octavo. The first edition appeared eighteen years ago, and the fifth and last appeared in 1868. —Mr. J. 0. HalUwell, who has taken the name of his late father-in-law and is now J. O. Phill ips, will in a few weeks put to press the first volume of the “ Life and Times of Shakspeare ** upon which he has been many years engaged. It will probably run into several volumes. —Spielhagen’s latest work, “ What the Swal lows Sang,” is being translated for Holt & Will iams’ “Leisure Hours Series,” the Putnams having withdrawn their announcement in their favor, “ Hero Carthow,” the new work by Louisa Parr, author of “ Dorothy Fox," will also ap pear in the same series. —ln criticising the adverb “ illy,” used by a New York journal, the London Orchestra in forms tho English philologists that it was used in “ sober semuenoaa.” Perhaps tho New York journal will retaliate. —The latest boon to literary travellers is “Graphine,” which is described by the London press as a little packet containing four small , sheets of paper, and on cutting off a little .bit, no larger than one’s finger-nail, and soaking it in a tablespoon, of water, it will produce a beau tiful purple-colored ink. This condensed writ ing ink can be carried in the pocketbook, like court-plaster, and no traveller need in the future take an inkstand about with him. —sl. Emile Saigey’s “Unity of Natural Phe nomena,” to be republished soon by Estes ' Lauriat, it is said, goes a step beyond Tyndall : and the regular Correlation~and-Conßorvation of-Forccs school, and. assumes the identity not only of force under its several modes of heat, : light, electricity, and the rest, hut also of mat- ; ter. The only substance being etber, it consti tutes not only atoms, but electricty, and heat, and light, and so-fortb. —The Irish Ecclesiastical Record announces as - ready for publication in a few days the new se ries of “Manuscript Materials of Ancient Irish History,” by the bate Eugene O’Ourry, M; R, L Ai The first volume of the new edition of Arch daU’s “Monasticon Hibernicum” will be Issued shortly. ' —Messrs. George Boutledgo & Sous announce that they have purchased the copyright of all the published and unpublished works of the late Lord Lytton, and that they are about to issue an entirely new edition of his works, to be known as the Knebworth edition. Among the unpub lished hooks is a novel, entitled Panaanias, and a play the title of which is “The‘Captive.” This new edition will be duodecimo size, and will contain all the novels, poems, dramas, and mis cellaneous prose writing, forming the only com plete uniform edition ever issued. The volumes - will be published monthly. The first volume— “ Eugene Aram”—will be published early. In June ; to be followed in July by “Pelham.” —The Aihenceum says that the following in- ' scription, hitherto unpublished, is emblazoned round the banqueting hall of Bulweria old an cestral home of Knebworth: Read, the Eede of the Old Eocf Tree. Here be trust fast. Opinion free,' - Knightly Bight Hand.* Christian knee. Worth in all. Wit in some, laughter open. Slander dumb. - Hearth where rooted Friendships grow. Safe as Altar even to Foe. And the sparks that upwards go When the hearth flame dies below, T If thy sap in them may be. Fear no winter. Old Boof Tree. few weeks ago Miss E. Stuart Phelps read before the New England Woman’s Club an essay on “Woman’s Dress,” urging some very decided changes in the interest of health, convenience, and comfort. This essay she elaborated some*, what, and published it in several numbers of the Independent. She has made it yet more full and complete, as a statement of her views on this important subject, and Messrs. J. B. Osgood & Co. will publish the perfected essay in a small book, entitled “What to Wear,” within a few days, —lt has always been supposed that the “ fugi tive pieces ” sent by writers to newspapers 01 . other periodicals, not copyrighted, were public property, and could be picked up by any pub lisher who thought fit to make use of them. But a decision contrary to this idea has been rendered by Judge- Blatchford, in a case involv ing the control of certain pieces of Bret Hart*. ' -In whatever way an author may have originally published his essays, poems, or other composi tions, he can at any time assert his rights over them, and prevent their uncopyrighted publica tion, in book form, by other parties. Judge Blatchford said he would make a precedent for' this matter: “if there were none.’* —-“-La Catholicisme avant Jesus Christ” is, to say'die least, a most singular title for the book of a worthy Boman Catholic, canon of . Sainto-Geneviovo, of Paris. Its author. 5L I’Abbe P. J. Jaliabert, means to prove that the belief and traditions common to Pagans, l Jews, and Christians draw their origin from what he calls primitive revelation. According to him, the same symbols are found by all na tions ; their worship is identical in all its es sential parts; the traditions conveyed in the- Sibylline verses, Hermes Trismegistns, and Zoroaster inclnde the general expectation of a. Redeemer, and show the fundamental unity of - dogmatic and moral belief in Asia and Europe. Colored Ureases* The Scientific-American says it is not often,; that we find scientific items of any especial de-. groe of interest to the members of the fair sex - who may, perchance, glance over onr pages j tat , now we beliovo we have got ono which is simply . absorbing. • Probably, Madame or Miss, yon are', the possessor of a summer drees, made from.* some white diaphanous material; and it; may; also bo imagined that duringyonr shopping yon" have inspected goods of similar nature, only or varying colors, from which you have purchased sufficient materials to construct a number of. those bewildering garments in comparison with tho intricacies of wliich the most elaborate worts of modem engineering furnish no parallel. Nowf; a learned German Professor has invented a plan whereby your single white dress may be changed as often as you desire to any color yon may fancy, and this in your own laundry, so that hereafter themoney which you would devote -m~ several robes of varying hues may bo entirely saved, while you may appear daily, if yon choose, • in toilets of totally different complexion. The process is very simple, and consists in merely coloring tho starch used in the “ doing-up- Suppose a white dress is to be tinted a beautiful crimson: Three puts of fnchsin, an an alms color which any chemist can readily procure for yon, are dissolved in twenty parts of giycareje> and mixed in a mortar with a little water. TM? ordinary starch, finely pulverized, is stirred m* and tho thick mass obtained is poured out ana dried on blotting paper. The powder thus om tainedis used jnst the same as common staicn, and so applied to the fabric. When the latter is dry it is slightly sprinkled and pressed wiW“ moderately warm iron. By means of «ne coloring materials, mixed as above desenneo, any desired tint may be obtained. Wo atom counsel, however, an avoidance of damp lows" ties, and strongly deprecate going out in mo rain, as we doubt the "fastness ” of the aft »m» would not be at all surprised to heboid the ment shortly assume a rather streaked ami xebra-liko appearance.

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