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)L. LXXII. WOODVILLE, MISS., SATURDAY, APRIL 9, 1898. NO. 43. 'CRY face is bean]- ing, Every step is light, &n tix e world is beautiful From merry morn till night. The little streams are dancing And flashing, Just for fan. And joyfully to meet the sea, The mighty rivers run. And twice ten tousand flowers. And twice ten tllous'and morn. &re waking in the lonesome woods L And by the cottage door To count the Easter lilies more than you or I hope to do the long day through How hard see'or we try. : Every face is beaming, Every step is light, 'or o'er the threshold Easter . slipped At waning of the night, little birds are singing Like mad for joy of life, And all the hours, in sun and showers, 'With brimming Joy are rife. dtft the songs of Eas,ter, Let none to-day be still, When this great world is like a cup flowers overfill, blossoms deeR the orchard, are pink and white, winds go by, like wings that flY, 'From merry morn till night. E. Sangster, in Youth's Com- @NNETN H, HENRY," said M r. Montague's wife, as she came from the dining- room and quietly removed the paper he was reading from his hands "how long have :d this letter in your pocket?" letter?--thvt?--hY, it only You can see the date upon the ettvelope." didn't know. You are very OU If, noW you are. ]'hat let- that came from aunt5 " about this other?" he sldll- interrupted. "It's from Jack, 1 lie .reached for his paper with a at once diplomatic and ten- tt's exactly what 1 came to tell ,st. It's very thoughtful of him but---well, we'tl scc what you He writes." she said, consult- letter, " 'I anct your one-time No, that isn't the part. it is, 'Mutably, dear, l've got a notch. I want you to get you an .Easter bonnet, here . city. Some stunners in tile shops anything you can Mayfield. It begins re look as i[ wn't be able to get away from the and I'd like to have some sort the festive season there at Leave it o me. won't yon, ?--and 1'11 rig you out on time crystallized dream.' "First, what does he mean by knoel spots?' " she inquired. "I that's just an expression of his, Now, what do you think?" it said ticnry, whowas at his paper; "I guess ,tIenry 5foutague, you haven't heard She took the paper and put it "I meant what do you think t ?" scheme. Best l've heard of. t the contraption there by all ThcreI refer to the bonnet, feel hurt. I know they seine very unusual el- city. I think perlmps you'd unpleasant eomplieations, and  omething new to Mayfield to Yes, let him do it." And he for his paper--and failed to get lleve I will. Of course, I always to select, but I said last year that never trade at Miss Le again. Oust to think th.'lt her mismanagement should have such friendsbut I was aur- ar tlelen--at Mrs. Kapulette--to she'd wear a bonnet that she have known was lnine, or at [east e shehad ordered." L-s?" said he, imitation' yawn. "Why, of coursel Now, what a ques- t. I had to wear something--1 er another one then. L{enry, positively foolish at times I Lber I said to Miss Le Fevre, when out--" es, I remember the story," inter- husband, consulting his starting to arise, said she, asshe pashed him to his seat, "you always for- pink are positively on am, and why in the world Kapulet.te---couldn't have bonnethome when  mistake had been made" vas yours ?" asked to be rather more than enthusiastic peaIwxl tale; "did she . whenyou gave the orderT' she didn't! 1 nmapt surpltse---and veriest fellowship and sweet familiar- BILL ARP'S RUMINATIONS ly what anyone with my tate and com- plexion would be sure to select--and Miss Le l.'ew'e's girl--" "There-4here's Billings out at the gate. Good-by, my dear. Give ,lack my love wlmu you write--sorry he cau't be u) for Easter. Good-by." Mr. Mon- tague clapped his hat on his head, sa- luted his wife, made a grab for hiscanc and deFarte d. Then Mrs. Montague sat down to think of the trials of that time, a little less than a year before. There never had been in tle worhl, she thought snqh a long and beautiful friendship as that between herself and Helen Kapulette. To think that after having gne to the same identical school together--the best of chums--they were married the very same day--to travel in separale di- rections later, to be sure--and both had moved to Mayfield at last to-live. Mrs. Montague recalled every detail of her order for that fatal Easter bonnet; ex  actly that delicate shade of yellow, and what the trimmings were -trod everS tlfing. Then the changes she had or- dered: the exasperating slowness and stupidity of Miss Le Fevre; the crazed despair, when, ttlat Saturday night she returned so late from calling with Ilelen, to find that her bonnet had not yet arrived. And then that awful time on Easter morning, before the girl came weakly up the steps and handed in-- the wrong bonnet--s bonnet she had never seen before--a horrid nightmare of a thing in lavender and pink, whieh she had to wear or stay at home---new blue silk and all. She wotfldn't have believed that ttelen could have worn her own very bonnet and with veiling over the yellow at that --and then be so hateful. She avon- dered vaguely if they ever would speak to each other again. No. she didn't be- lieve 1hey would ; she didn't believe that Helen was half so ready to forget and forgive as she. Well, she would just let Jack get the bonnet in the oily this year, and let the people of Mayfield stare 'if they wished. So at length" she arose and went to her desk to write to her grownmp "boy/' In the course of time, nnd several days before Easter. the bonnet front i:he great metropolis arrived along with a note from Jack deploring the fact that he could not lmve carrled it home in person. It was really a jewel, a dainty creation of airy, graceful feathers on a moss-green frame and subdued with violets that were poised with an ex- quisite grace, where they nodded and smiled and seemed to be tossin the sweetest of perfume kisses to all who were gracious enough to behold. But EasTer morning! Ah. how it brightly ontjewelcd all others o,f the net on paradebut her undereurrentof I thought was still of ttelen, thougu sne parried tle qnestions of her lmsband with I he tightst dig'ressic ns. Up the steps of tim miniature ca- thedral the brilliant throng of Mayficld was swnrnling, faces turned amid the ga.vey of dancing plumes and blooms t hat courtesled from bonnet to bonnet ---to noe what their eighbors had found or erected to grace the happy oe- casiolh Within, as Mi'. and Mrs. Montague walked calnfly up the aisle, the organ was pealing exultantly, pouring forth its thousand voices of praise in an ex- uberant and swelling river of harmony, as if itself were the fountain of melo- dies diviue. They took their seats, and reached, like children, each for the lland of the other, to exchange a gentle pressure, No sooner had Mrs, Montngne eom meneed a rapid survey of the congrega- t|on---In which her glance went flitting from one exotic to nnother, like a but- terfly in dover tlmn she found herself, abruptly, looking in the face and nt the bonnet of Mrs. Kapulette. And ttelen in return was looking at her and hers, and the gaze of each was suddenly held, transfixed. Well might the old-time friends open eyes of amazementtheir bonnets wel'e counterpart s--preclse reproductions-- each of the other; the same nmss greem the ame spray of feathers, airy and filmy, the same mass of violets, nodding and smiling and tossing their perfume kisses across the aisle and seats of the cb alice]. Both in confusion at last wre glad to divert their eyes to the hymn books, held below the pews; but neither was reading, nor praying, nor seeing a thing but the twin of her bonnet, and wondering with might and main how this singular duplication had been made possible, Mrs, Kapnlette was guilty of stealing a "peek" from the sides of her eyes, Mt, Montaguc was tinfidly attempthtg a similar sortie. The glances met aml fell again to the books. The service eonnuenced, but nothing was heard or obseiwed; except tn a dim, uncertain, mechanical manner, by the two. They were quite eno'ugh engrossed with at- tempts to flank the enemy, , In the midst of the batlh (f glances+ which had gone so far that each was now feeling singularly humorous and amused, their gaze was focused on a striking pair of tall yonng people glld- ing silently by and np the aisle sie by t side. I They were Julia Kal)ulctte, the dangh- [ ter of Ilelen, and John ]lenry Monta- [ guc, the son of Fanny. And riley sat in year. The sun shone warmly from a flawless sky of turquoise hue; the trees wore freshest, fairest emerald leaves or pearl and ruby blossoms; the grass was asparkle with-diatnond dew, and the birds were chorusing in anthems as clear and sweet as the crystal tinkle, tlnlde rung from pebbles by the brook. Mr. and Mrs. Montague not only were in harmony with all the scene, but were really a part and parcel of it, as, with faces gay with smiles, they slowly walked the way to church. The bells had never sounded half so musical and liquid bright--that is, except on one oc- casion, to which, indeed, Mr. Montague was moved now to allude. - "Just such a morning ms this," said he, with a buoyancy in his voice, "that we went to the chapel---so many, and I yet it seems so very few years ago.[ What a day that was! And wha a lot } of sunshine we have had ever since!" { "Oh, yes! And didn't the girls look prett{:rand lielen--Mrs.--Mrs. Kapu-| lette? , q 'Td call her Helenwouldn t you, Fanny--to-day? Wasn't it odd that olIelen should have been the one to in- troduce us? What a lively pair you used to make--you two!" A glow had come in the cheek of Mrs. Montague and an extra brightness in a pew together and sang from a single book Now began, in the breasts of two in- dulgent and admiring mothers, a con- thct of emotions and a struggle so in- tense that music, sermon, songs and prayers, and all the people but them- selves, were merged in a shadowy dream of unreality, to say fie word of the puzzle in their brains. Then, to add to their fantasy c.2 tho\\;tght and to set them whirling in a wilder field of conjecture, those "youngsters," mak- ing a show of arranging the overcoat of Jack, in their*seat, at the end of a hymn, turned coyly about and smiled the gay, est, most kn0wg of smiles in the won- dering faces of their parents, doing first the honor to rote and then with utter impartiality to the other. The mothers were more than ever amazed; but not to say that eael be- gan to entertain suspicions of some- thing nnusual between their "chil- dren" would certainly he to do no jus- tice at all to thwt other sense in wom- ankind, which is duly acknowledged nnder the explanation that all possess an intuitive faculty of "finding things out." Slowly, very slowly, the face of Mrs. Montague came squarely around, nn- abashed, us-everything but quizzical. tty. For llelen and Fanny the Easter service was a dream of music, snfiling faces and weddings of the past and the future, but the whole was far too long. They would fain awake and span the gulf betweenand yet were vaguely tn doubt to think of what they would say. When at last, tO the peals of a gl0rt- pus postludinm, the congregatioit turned to move to the door in cahn prO- cession, young 3ack and the blushing Julia came tripping down the aisle in time to take their rcsI)eetive mothers by the arm and halt them face to face in the vestibule. "We came from town to surprise yol both," said Jack, "and ahem--to--do ask you for each other. I want Julia and Julia wants me, and tl was for that reason we sent the bonueiS," And the bonnets, being twin, reaL;r- Ing each other no longer, came nearer and nearer together, till at length tile nodding violets on either one leaned for- ward and commingled lovingly with those upon the other.--Ella Stirling Cummins, in American Queen. AN EASTER LESSON. 1'he lSplrlt of Love, llop% Cheep  Faith, It is ever the same, yet never the same, This Easter, as lilt the Easter days before will set the bells a-sWing- ing, hnd will pile all the altars high with blossoms. Think for one moment of the chorus of praise that will go up on Easter morning from all the churches iu all the lands of all the (Tlristian uorld. And that thought alone is enough to mak your own heart echo with the Easter jo" and praise. Thinh again of the myriads cud myriads of flowers about the church altars and in the homes of the high and the low. And remember, how all through this beautiful spring" time they have been getting read.y for this tcstai day. Look at the Easter from the universa standpoint. Ask yourselves how much of all the great world's work amt lift; are due to love and hope and cheer and faith. We shall find leaning dowr upon these qualities all that spirit which makes our hmnes lovely, All thatsp]rit which has built our hospitals and our hurches, All that spirit which has made our nation worth liv{hg and dy- ing for. And then let us remember that these blessed things, love amt hope and faith, come to us through that tri- umphant life that swung wide the gates of Easter am1 let the King of Glory in. If we begin by looking into the sig- nificance of all that Eas*cr means uni- versally we are far more apt to get what tt means ir2ivM,atty o-ev'7 soul, Or, if individually, our hearts are not yet in perfect attune with Easter music and Easter praise, we have the better joy of being glad that upon all the rest of this weary world the Sun of Ilighteousness has risen. Whether to us if is or is not the holy day, our hear ta cannot fail to respond joyfully to tim fact that, since tie is risen, it is the world's great hotiday. -- Washington ltome Magazine. THE DATE OF EASTER. NVhY It Is Ontet|ltle Early ant][ at Other Times Late. The date of Easter is determined by the ecelesiastical calendar O'f theCath- olic church. It is n very complicated and laborious affair invented by Lilius, a Neapolitan astronomer and sage, un- der Pope Gregory XIII., at the close of the sixteenth century. It would be preposterous to lax the brains of mod- ern readers with the abstruse calcula- tions by which the date of Easter is determined, but a few general rules might be given for their enlightenment. The regulations of the council of Nice are four: First. Easter must be celebrated on a Sunday; second, this Sunday must follow the fourteenth day of the paschai moon; third, the paschal moon is that moon whose fourteenth day falls on or nxt follows the day of the vernal equinox; fern th, the equinox is fixed invariably in the cal- endar on the 21st day of March. This calendar moon, it should be re- membered, is not the moon of the heav- ens nor yet the moon Of the astron- omers, but it is an imaginary moon created for eeclesiastlcal convenience. From these conditions it follows that Easter Sunday cannot happen earlier than the 22d of March or later than the 25th of April.Detroit Free Press. AFTliRMAT, Mrs. CobwiggerI never think of vis- Lod Iis Crool$ :aiden to tho Al- tar Just 49 Yars Ago. A Look laelkvard Over Dark Days and lright Da'a of That llalf eJen- tur)' o! Married l, ile--A llaPI FroliC, Yesterday was a long and happy day qt our house, for a lot of the grand- children came early and some of the neighbors" little girls found out they were here. They ahvays fiud out, and so they came over aml joined the pro- session, an(I it was au unbroken frolic all the day long. Tbe little ones brought' dolls n pug, for the muterual in- sliuet begins early. They made l)tny" houses under the trees clad played mu m" btepe{r with my two knives, and rodeta the hall and veranda on the tricycle and dressed ,Ip ii all the fine clothes my wife couhl find io the trtt];ks a{'.d closets, and paraded upstairs a,:d down- sairs and outdoo:'s with their trains th.p,[-ging alter tllem, aud ticy played going ocalland reeeivingca'.ls. \\;qmn the dinner beii rang they all came run- ning and it tool; till nay time to wait ou thenl, and their grandma got out every good thiag she lind in the house, an(t al)out ie middle o[ the afternoon they wa: ted to give a litl[e party and had to have more cakes and craekers and pie. Some of the little oues get hold of some ohulk lind colored crayons and marked all cvcr the veranda and tried to make p',etures of dogs and horses and moukeys on the walls, and then they called for etssors and fashion books and cut cut dolls und ladies and other pictures and scattered them all over the room. The got hold f my mucilage bottle ad pasted thlngs all about, and even ventured to my little table to write letters while t was working in the gardeil, and all their grandma said was: "*Y0tt had better watch out, .your g.andpa,, is, com- ing." I'm gqi& to llck 'cln sometime when ho i not about, lqut in duetime they ilad to go home, for " The day was done and the darkneSs Fell from the wings of night." Our own girls went. visiting after snp- )er and my wife and I were alone and l;Ot a Potind "w,% heard in all the house :'ave the ticMng of the ei0eh upon the nlanel. The contrast was so greit that it was impressive and we felt lonesome ;tad almost sad. Each of ns had our eor,er nnd table and {amp and tried Io read the war news, but our o!(1 eyes vcrc tlred and we gazed upon the fire and ruminated. For some time we had been in silent, serious reverie about 0:o tff., haH eMldren tihd breath- ing a prayer that they might ahvays be happy ind that no ealamilT 0 r afflic- tion might befall them, and then our minds turned to ore" absent boys, who are scattered far and wide. from New York to Mexico. and we breathed an- other prayer for their health and hnp- piness cud their retnrtt to ft nme of these days-7ycs, sorce of these days before we die they will come, we know, but it may be to a funeral instead of a feast. We were ruminating about all this in silence, when suddenly my wife seemed starth'd, cud whispered: "I heard a footfall at the window, There is some- body there," Before I could nnswer, the sweet, sad strains of minstrel mnslc beg'an lbw and soft, and the violins and guitar lfiayed to the fitting song of "0hl Folks at tIome." The minstrels had re- connoitered and found that only we were at home. They gave us but one ong, and were gone--but tltese little cpisodes sweeten the passing hours and comfort us in, our glden age. Forty- nine years ago to-day @e were wedded. It is lilte reverstng a telescope to look back to that day and time, wien the glow of youth and health and beauty was upon my Creole ma, idcn's cheeks. when gems admmed her raven hair, when the evening light was on her brow and pearls upon her breast as she stood beside mc at the marriage altar. It is llke looking through a kaleido- scope, to recall the days and weeks and months and years that have intervened .inec--a kaleidoscope that at every turn .'f the sands of tlmc presents another nicture of life, its joys and sorrows, its trlals and its blessiugs, atehangcs, what surprises, and in the midst of {t all a war--a long and horrid war that ahvays looms up before our memories and eclipses all that was before or after. But on the whole the ltne have fallen lo us in pleasant places and we have had more joy than sorrow, more com- fort than distress. God gave us five chtldren before the war and five more enme after and we are thankful that only we. the parents of.them, shared and mffered all the long anxiety and they knew it not. God grant that neither they nor the|r children shall be so tried, so troubled, ao strained tn mind and heart for four long years, while the days seemed wcek. and the weels months. But we endured it all and thousands of others endured and uffered more. What is it that man cud wife cannot endure when their clfildreu are at stake? .The poet says: " T 1- who Jgy would win-- Must show it. I[appinesa was born a twtn." And it is the same with grief and hi, lotion. I have had some most delicious read- ing lately. It is the address deliver by Dr. ttunter McGuire nn 3anuary 22 last past at the St. l)euls hotel, in New her eyes. " She felt a yearning toward the girl who had been her chum--the tall young lady who had found her mate the matronly woman whom long she had loved. "I wish I could see the way," she mused aloud; +'but I know she wouldn't meet--" J;hat way, my dear?" said her hus- band, wheI she paused. "What do you mischief, and over the face of each a know--about Who wmtldn't flush of color from the heart. In asec- ond they were smiling in spite of all what a lovely they could'do, while the blossoms on Lilewise the counteuance of Mrs. Kap- iting my milIiner's for a month or su York, at the eighth annual hanquet of , v ulette, innocent of everything but dumb after Easter. the Confederate Veterans camp of New though eloquent inquiry, tamed delib- Mrs. DoreasWhyso, my dear? tYork city. It must be,' I know, the erately about to that of her friend. ] Mrs. Cobwigger--It really isn't a fit most beautiful and "thrilling tribute to Their glances met without a quiver; ! place for a woman, beeausothe menare they scanned each other's expression there swearing about their wives' bills. tenwallspoken by JacksOnany man, everDr. MeGuireWritten wasr for light on themystery; then, playing --N. Y. World. -. through the eves of each, cam gleams of old-time merriment and sparks of A Mld Diseased. "My wife gave me a terrible shock last night." "What was it?" -"I offered Jackson's medical director and most confidential friend and has told in his address more touch.tag incidents con- nected xxurh the great's military ereer than I have ever fonnd and they but Dr. McGuire is certainly a manol rare culture. I read this address aloud to my wife and daughters the other evening and at times I eould sot read. I had to pnuse and wait for my heart to be still and my voice to come lmck to me. These ahvnys tell me when wbat 1 read is inspired. Itow did our hearts burn within us ns I read and how was our patriotism revived an'(i set aglow with n new fire. Even on the first page the eggs of the fishes. he awakens us from that lethargywhich to a proces time and eurrent events bring over the best of pair{eta, for he says: "It was with a swelling heart that ! t. recently beard some of the first sol- dlers and military stadents of Fmgh,.nd" the geriYig are in them. declare that withiu lhe past 200 ).ears now and then oneis hatched the English-speaking race has pro- tt finny monstrosity. Sue]a duced but five soldiers of the first rank bred together, and --Marlborough, Washington. Welling- new and queer v ton, Robert E. and Stonewall Jaek- on. t heard them declare that Jack- on's campaign tn the Shenandoah val- ley was the finest spec|men of strategy and tact[e Of which the world has any feeOtd; hat In th|s serles of marches and battles fhei'e was never a bhmder, s ml that this campaign was superior to either of those made by Napoleon in Italy. One British officer who teaches strategy in a great European college told me that he used thls eampaign as n model, and dwelt upon tt for months tn hls leeiure, ,rod that it was taught tn atl the m{lltary rchools of Germany, and on Mottke dectnred {t was 4th- out a rival in the world's history, qn- deed,' he added, 'Jackson seems to me id hav been Inspired.' Another Brit- ish soldier tit htgh rnuk and a trained student of war told me that for its number the army of northern Virglnta had more force and power than any other army that ever existed" Well, that is enough for a starter-- a starter of the hlood iu the patriot's ve{nm, Sometimes I feel llke I would be proud to have been born a Virginian, where these great so!diets ttvedWash ington, Lee and Jackson--nd Where Jefferson and Madison and Monroe and Patrlek Henry and John  Marshall lived. I wish every old soldier and every young ntai .{i the monthern land could read this spleudld address. It reads like n romance, and if there are any young men in Georgia who are in- clined to make sport of the war the perumal of this adrc will make them feel ashamed that they ever entertained such unpatriotic feelings. '*We have heard of a "young man's party" as hos- tile tO any further political boners to the veterans, but surely that cannot be tme. for what yotmg man can be way, indeed, that all tailed and telescopic-eyed have been originated. The living germ of any gins as a Which splitting up tinder the microscope, pie object, and the reason why i velops in one case into a in another case into a lion behind the veil which human gaze the mystery But if the germ Is i] as to disturb the normal its cells, there will supposing that the injury ficFally with the eggs of hens. the cause, owing to of all monstrOus births beings and animals. ous experiments have beeu the eggs of sea urchins, which cut in half hatch out tittl that are abOUt half size. The faaous amese stets, in the sense here referred illie Christine, the two-headed regale, was a simila ing of flesh was made nman lnonster are much more tempt will be made tn cause the subject is not normal calves, with two hea4s, legs  nd various ot familiar enough. Cows velop horns on eer made belong. Even human , afflicted with fouud who would so dislmnor the moh o h;m n the father or uncle sort. In a recent number of er who bor ....... "2 " " r fell in the I mention was made of a cock that to .. ' . .7.,, sies wlth six toe monument that crowns tta cenrm n,,, on 0r more of the feet:gn ' h|te shaft Deep-cut into 1 on e = ' " J-- ar --a plato,  . - 2 - -" * ,,,,'=c Trm oonciuStoxt it shining rode s a name ton l .. Prof Ben1, as the result of x the haines of men--that, or a 1 "a * abe -e . . ... ,_ t n-eats, was that there brave and simple man wno tne(z ,,, " brave and gtmple faith. Not for sill limit to the number the glorle ot New England woull I be cultivated on a cat. exealge the her{ be'left me }n hls human beings soldier des'Lb. To the foot 'of that men- i occur in various nment I shall send my cMldren's chil- ways, i. e., either b dren to reverence him who ennobled digit into two from its base, their nn,me with his heroic blood." btldding-off from a flner That is pat:-iotlsmpure and simple, is a very t --PAll Arp, iu Athmta Consttt ution, some extent speaks of a THREE GREAT SPEAKER which the peculiarity CIaF, I[]laine and ----ed--'Phe amoul through generation after There is a Contrasted. Third in the succession of the great by the way, in speakers of the national house isThom- their hind legs are Bracket Reed, who is again at the very active, running about n bead of the repreaeutatives. Hepry front legs.--Rosa Baehe Clay, James G. Bluine and Mr, Reed Transcript. these three stand out like mountain |ODINE AS A peaks in the long t{ne Of the speaker of the house, Clay aim Blaine were It each. men of famotm personal magmt- enea ism, Tales of te peeh/tar power they exerted on mcn who came within their vapor of iodine, aurora,are so multitudinous that they f seem almost legendary. Certainly a very large part of their supremacy a among men was dne to this strange force. Both Clay and Blaine were dreamers. A certain oriental imagina- rite vapor of iodine, the ! tion was a dominant note in each. been moistened Reed, on the other hand, while to many thebrownishUnmoistenedyellow, portion a very attractive personulitY, does not rule men by the subtlety of personal It appears that' magnetism. I-Ie t notably careless of effect |u manner, tie iS'rugged as a cliff. While he is withal a ma of big ldndness a IIe reigns by i,t becomes ble, nneomprOmtsing and manhood. All three of these speakers depending on the length of have become too pronounced to be pros- the exposure had been it,ent. To Clay and Biaina the presi- eeed- The deucy was the most daring ambition, But both at ritltml momenta lost ft; the well-known Cla because of his high principle in ia put ou w;ing the unpopular, Texas letter, blue, and the stud "l had rather be about which he ' : rtght than he president;" and Blaine because cf  sudden concert of trilling the alteration of the atoms against him which all tggether The gme made an obstacle he could not. clear, tent of To..Reed, however, the presidency is no erased by such mamet. But, thou the question of t,he presidency seems to interest him but little, perbaps for that reason he is in some roaring convention the more rubbing has likely to be sing|ed out for it. Ameri- cans are a race. who love a man, and at of the times this admiration for sheer man- hood becomes an idolatry with them.-- Illustrated Amerie_an. Pa's Idea of It. Willie--Pc, 1 often read about poor that noise? but honest people; why don't they Wife body would beitev them.-4icago Evening News. llreetat ed. The J udge--Have you anything to rots