The Van Buren press., 1859-07-13

army OF wives just as real in point of fact
Nearly the whole harem was out to day, to
see him. or to attend him, en- route for his
Place on the Bosphorous to the Mosque near
BY. The curiosity Of my profession. to say
nothing Of my curiosity as q man was pi-
qued to the utmost to see into the curtained
carriages Of this thus publicly exposed ha-
rem. walked. then, and, OF course, re-
walked up and do#n. to steal look or q
stare whersver it was possible. The yask-
m.sk, their veil of muslin. leaves there black
eyes al out d human vision, and thin as
the cause Is, we have good look at the
mouth and chin. Then had the benefit Of
some European ladies in my company, whose
bare headed hats. and ample hoops were as
great curiosity to the ladies of the Harems,
as their yaskmasks, and flowing robes were
to me. Thus it was woman's stare against
woman's stare, and the natural curiosity of
European and Asiatic woman, give me the
opportunity to see the bent-up beauties Of
Constantinople. ~ any G;aoay il likely ev-
was not struck blind by an over dsz-
cling luminary. The eyes were often quite
killing. but there was not that soul in them,
that radiating intelligence, which can
sparkle only from tine cultivated mind -
Pretty dolls Charming playthings. All
glittering in silks or muslins of Brousss.
ami the diamonds Of Golconda! One can
not help wishing to steal them from the
tall sturdy. sword-girl black Eunuchs that
guard them, but then, what could we do
with them. if we had them These black
Eunuchs, BY the way strike the American
eye rs the oldest of all odd sights in Con-
stantinople. They are picked men, six feet
eight inches high, mutilated when young,
and raised for the duty of guarding the Ha-
rems. The chief of the black Enunchs,
holds one of he highest positions in the
Empire. He has the control of everything
belonging to the Imperial Harem, and apart
ment, and the Government Of all the Eu-
nuchs, white and black. Then from the
nature OF this office he has the means of
ingratiating himself with the Sultan, and
thus becomes powerful IS friend or an
enemy of the officers of the State. Hence
all white men look up to him. and fear
though they do not love him
/ saw the ladies in one of the carriages
to-day call up . tall, big. black fellow Of
this sort, could not find out his rank, }
and chat with him in the freest. easiest, and
happiest manner, and upon the outside Of
this carriage, was pointed out to me SON
Of the Sultan. who afectionately kissed the
hand of the negro, after he had left the Ia
dies within The whole scene reminded me
of the free and afectionete intercourse,
have often seen on our Southern plantations,
between the whites and the negro slaves of
the households-but here, il had q meaning
different. very different from the meaning
there. There is no prejudice here against
blacks. They are often masters SIS well as
slaves-soldiers as well ss Eunuchs Their
numbers seem to be but few, and the popu-
lation show to my eye, no intermixture of
the black and white races. The opposite
races Of men. however. seems to live on
terms Of equality. but practically to keep
apart.
RATHER SHARr.-A A Buckeye Boy"
and native of the 81 Hoosier :" State, met
on the borders of their respective States,
when the following conversation ensued:
/ say, friend" said Hoosier, whats
corn in your state 90
"Corn ~ was the reply.
sc What's corn in your State ?" was re-
repested. the Hoosier supposing he had not
6een understood.
=" tell you isis corn ~ said Buckeye.
"You know what mean What does
it bring?"
"It brings up q powerful sight Of chick
ems and hosses."
"But what does it fetch 2" said Hoosier,
beginning to loose patience.
!" Why" said Buckeye with grin, " it
don't even fetch itself, for we have to haul
it in . wagon"
Look here stranger" returned the
Hoosier IN despair. lyon ere too sharp for
me. Laeknossledgs tie corn. Good bye -
% Patrick. the widow Mallory tells
me that you have stolen one of her finest
pigs. Is that SO 90 "Yis, yer honor"
:" Whist have you done with it t?'' kill
ed it and ate it, yer honor" :" Oh, Pat
to face with the widow Malony and her pig,
on Judgment day. what account viii you be
able to give Of the theft go :" Did you say
the pig would be there. yer riiverence ?''-
Is To be sure did Well, then, yer NV
crence, I'll cay. Mrs. Malony, there's your
pig"
ExckEpIscLr Poor SoIL.-An inquisi-
tive Yankee was standing at . tavern door.
in the lower part of New Jersey. watching
z funeral pass by. AT the head Of it was
large manure cant, mssing along very slow
", and making NO effort to turn out for the
procession. The Yankec.was sstonished at
this want of attention on the part of the
driver of said cart, and earning to 3 Phila-
delphian who was standing by, he remark
ed< 81 guess the folks amt very perlite
abeout here to hum, where live, they
alwa avs turn out for funeral"
"Oh, that's part of the procession" re-
marked the Philadelphian. gravely. You
see, it is very poor, sandy soil about here,
and nothing comes up they plant. unless
they manure it we'll SO when they bury =
fellow, they throw q whole cart load in the
grave, to make him rise at Judgement day.
H Booth, the tragedian,1 had his nose
broken. A lady once said to him. like
your acting, but ] cannot get over your
nose"
" No wonder. replied he, the bridge is
gone"