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Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1873-07-22

THERE'S reported Credit Mobier, y or
railroad scandal iu Canada. The Toronto Globe
publishes statement from G. ". McNlullen,
one of the American promoters of the Canadian
Pacific Railway Company, and for sometime
the companion of Sir Hugh Allan in all his
operations 10 relation to that company. The
Globe says:-"Mr McMullen states that he,
of his own personal knowledge, is aware that
there was bargain with the government for
the expenditure of money, that he was inform
ed by Sir Hugh Allan that moneys, were &C
tually paid to several members of the gov
eminent, and that he (NIr. McMullen) put
IN the possession of Sir John A. Macdonald
the correspondence between Sir Hugh Allan
and his American partners before the charter
was issued to the Canada Pacific Railway 20. >
Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1873-07-22

TIE CAREER of a sprightly young woman as
wholesale domestic thief, in New York, has
lust been brought to sudden and unexpected
check by the police authorities of that city
The uauc OF the woman is Pauline Sholkcn,
and she is described as bright and intelligent iu
her manners and Of prepossessiDg appearance
1t appears to have been her plan to answer adj
vertsements for domestic servants, and after
working we'll i'll each place for a few days and
gaining the confidence of her employers she
would pack up the most valuable portable
properly in the house, especially wearing
apparel, and quietly depart with her booty. In
this way Pauline has managed to lay up a large
fortune without hurting herself with excessive
manual labor She took rich silks, fancy
dresses, lace shawls, diamonds and jewelry 10
wealthy profilsion, and wherever she could lay
hands on them, never stopping to think that
She was laying snare for herself In a brief
career she made her presence and sudden alb
scncc felt 10 no less than thirty families 10
Brooklyn, and in u still larger numuer in New
York. With the proceeds of her plumber she
purchased a number Of fine residences and corner
lots, uuti her tax bill began to tell heavily upon
her annual income Her success proved her
discontinue, however and after looking into
the manner Pauline acquired her sudden wealth
the police arrested her, and she is now in the
Tombs awaiting trial. Baltimore An,ertcun.
Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-06-14
THE LAST SUPPER.


"And when they had sung q hymn
they went out into the Mount of
Olives"
What song sang the twelve with the Saviour
When flashed the sacrament wines
Were they bowed and subdued in behavior.
Or bold IS made bold with a sigug
Were the hairy breast strORg and defiant:
Were the naked arms brawny and strong:
Were the bearded lips lifted reliant,
Thrust forth and fun hardy with soRz2
What sang theys What sweet song Of Zion,
With Christ in tkoir MIDST Ike a CROWN
While here sat st. Peter, the lion;
And there, ike q lamb, with head down,
sat saint John with lis sLken and raven
Rich hair ou hj. shoulder, aut eyes
Liftius Up . the faces unshzyeu
Like sensitive clii-i-s Il s1rpgise.
VAST song as strong fishermen swinging
Their nst- full Of hopa @ .he se4s
or low, like the ripple-waye. singing
Ses-.CEzs on their loved q .Iilees
Were tLey sad VIII f3re-b4Iow C: ,arro7vs.
Like the birds that sia- i5w when the
breeze
Il TIP toe with a tale Of to-lnoTrQws-.
Or earthquakes and sinking Of seas
All. soft was their song IS the waves arc
That fall in low musical moauS
And sad I should say A. the winds are
That blow by the white graye-stones,
Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-06-14

'They are very fine gems, - he said
after moment, "and L am willing
to give you a fair price-suppose we
dos@ d1y one thousand dollars viii that
The girl flashed q dazzling glance
Of surprise from beneath her heavy
veil.
$50 much as that?'' she asked
tremuloDsly. "You are very kind,
sir. Q Fel esanot know how much
this money win help me-"
Ihe young man made polite re-
ply and proceeded to put aside the
jewels to draw a check for the mon
ey. The March winds were still
clustering without, and the girl
shiyered and drew her wrapper clo-
ser as she started out.
won't you let me run down to
the bank for you?" said the jeweler
catchingu up his hat.
''1 ou can play shop-lady the while;
1t won't be but q minute or two"
But am troubling you So"
mot bit; just take this warm
seat, please, you'll not be likely to
have any customers And seating
lher beside his desk, he took the
check and hurried oUt.
g Pansle Eontenay threw back her
Feh and leaned her head upon her
-And; puzzled reflective look upon
Aer sweet, sad face.
- here have i seen that face Z"
she ash-heFseff over and over again.
''It is so familiar, who in the world
can it be!" His return broke in up
on her meditatiens, and after reciev-
ing her money she hurried away to
her kumble lodgings.
The following afternoon was even
more clustering and stormy; the
wind roared and the sleet beat and
tinkled against the windows of the
little room in which Pansie and her
father sat. Severe misfortune had
reduced them to proVerty, and the
old man being an invalid, all the
care fell upon Pansie's slender shoul-
ders. She sat with her sewing,
while her father read aloud from a
new book she had bought for him
with some of the money received for
her jewels. Her sweet face was wan
and sad, and her future stretched
before her sad, hopeless and gloomy.
There was ring at the door and q
servant brought up package for
Miss FOntenay. ,An exquisite bunch
Of pansies, fragrant and golden.
hearted, done up in tissue paper, and
attached to them a card bearing the
simple words: Gross Dunbar has
not forgotten little Pansie."
Pansie sat amazad for moment
and their rich bloom darted up TO
her white cheeks.
80, father" she cried, II knew
him-I knew himl o, we have
found Ross at last r
An instant later Ross was in the
room, clasping her futtering hands
in his, and into her blue eyes with a
glance look that brought the rosy
hue to her face. And a few weeks
later, when the clustering winds
were over, and the blue-birds sang
in their hedges and the golden
hearted pansies bloomed on tho gar
den-bcrders, little Pansie became
Ross Dunbar's bride, and for her
bridal gift he gave her back her
string of emeralds.
Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-06-14
From the Brownsville States.
The Hon. w. c. WhIGthOrne--,The
VanderbilI BniVersity and the
G0VcrnorNhfp.

The course of the Hon. W. G..
Whitthorne, in reference to the back
pay steal is at least amusing. No
man who understands modern poll
tics, and the state of the public
mind upon corruption, will consider
it able or astute. It is remarkably
feeble effort to buy the public conf
dence with ill-gOtten money. 1t is
too late in the present century for
such transparent games to succeed.
Let US see how the matter stands.
The Hon. w. G. Whitthorne evil
IDENTIFY considers, by his action, that
he has no honest right to the money,
or else he would devote it, as he
would then evidently have the right
to do, to his own private purposes.
If it was not his money, gotten in a
legitimate way as a reward for his
public services, it was not his money
at all, and he had no more right to
give it TO the Vanderbilt University
than to pay with il his own private
debts. He says clearly that il was
not his money! We would like to
ask whose money il was? By his
conduct in the matter, we are not
left in doubt. The answer is plain;
The peoples money wrongtully OBJ
tanned from the Treasury of the
United States. Could the Honora-
bic member of Congress from Ten
nessee have any doubt as to its pro-
per disposition? Did he not know
from whence he wrOngfully drew il,
and could he have with all his expe-
rience, any doubts as to his proper
IN "a Tal
not II he had, he had the patriotic
examples of Carl Schurz, Thurman
and Sherman to initiate.
But here comes in his shallow
stroke of policy, and in mentioning
it, we declare we do not desire TO
do him ieiustlce, and II we are
se Fysssfs,as.,e--l 49,. = .f,ts--.
reer set us right.
II is said that he is a candidate for
Governor. It would not do for him
to keep the peoples money for his
own use; but wishing to obtain
some benefit from II, which he could
not do by returning it to the United
States Treasury, he uses it in this
way: He gives il To the Vanderbilt
University, already one OF the rich
est corporations IN the South, but
belonging to the Methodist Church.
OF course he does not know the
strength of the Methodist vote in
the State, or the potency Of its in
fluence; There Is one thing, though.
he Will find out hereafter, that his
game is too thin, and not worth the
candle.
This Is certain: West Tennessee
is determined to have her claims re-
cognized in the noxt election for
Governor, and the thousand and one
aspirants in every little county town
in Middle Tennessee-and every
county town has one or more can
didates for Governor-may as well
take due notice. If they will not
deal fairly by US, we will turn to
East Tennessee. There is among
her mountains, waiting, an old maB
eloquent, who will be eager to an
swer = call to arms.
We simply throw out these hints
as a beacon light for the future.
We hope there will be no necessity
for their verification.
Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-06-14
DowN IN THE MEADOW.

We strolled down the meadow one morning
in summer,
And gathered some blossoms that grew
by the way,
And heard in the lowlands the brown par
fridge drummer
Beat up his brewn soldiers TO drill for
the day.
The robins were gay. and the backwards
were merry,
And bluebirds were caroling softly yet
clear;
And far away up in the limbs of cherry,
The sound of a mother-bird's talk we
could hear.
The air was astir with jubilant chorus,
For all things seemed glad in that mid
summer morn;
There was sunshine behind Us, and sun
shine before Us,
AID sunshine on wheatfelds and rank
rows Of corn.
We stopped by the stile where the fragrant
sweet clover
Held up to the morning its clusters of red
For the kiss of the sun, as a girl to her
lover
Lifts up her pink cheeks with her wishes
unsaid.
We stood hand in hand and locked out on
the meadows
That glistened afar in the glow Of the
morn,
And noticed the shifting and tremulOus
shadow
The blithe breezes made in the rows of
the corn.
''Did you hear what the wind said?'' ask.
ed of the maiden
Who stood at my side, with her hand in
my own.
She answered, "Ah, not for the breezes are
With too many whispers to hear one
alone"
81 heard, love-" answered; "they said,
See those lovers
They walk through the meadow with
hearts Of bliss;
1nelr secrets the Wlnu'nynpn most quickly
discovers;
IT'S told in look, in a word, in a kis.'
She blushed, and saw all the roses grow
paler
With envy and longing. She lifted her
eyes
With a shy, feigRed expression that could
not avail her;
Iknew that she felt neither fear nor sur
prise.
Then kissed her, and 10 all ,he winds fell
TO singing
Some merry, glad song that was almost
psalm,
And down deep in my heart was Il melody
ringing
That chimed with all nature in infinite
calm.
Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-06-14
A SUMNER DAY.

Sunshine over the meadow lands,
Kissing the crimson clover,
And sunshine haunting the lilly-cups
And the yellow bees hung over,
And sunshine over the hazy hills,
And ever the dimpling river
And wish thatthe sun and the summer
day
Might shine and last forever.
We walked down by the meadow path,
The broad highway forsaking,
Fer the quiet Of that lovely spot
Seemed better for our Ioye-mAkIns,
And was silent aud she Nas shy,
A we walked down through the clover,
But we thought u the sweetest summer day
That ever the sun -hone over.
We heart the birds in the waving grass,
As they twIttered % each ota-r
About the nests they had hidden Away,
And the coo q each glad bird, mother,
And We tao't - we walked thai summer
Gay
ThroUgh tLe ei9Yer-bl0ssom- together,
That al last the world was in perfect tune
In the glad, bright summer weather.
caRnot tell what I said 10 her
Asws walked knee-deep in clover,
But know that the robins merrily sang
Their sweetest OF sweet songs over:
Aud down in my heart loves own bird sang
A song that was gIsIdc-, sweater.
And IL echo Joined with the worlds glad
hymn,
Aud made the dlv complster.
And when W. came uP the meadow aHIl.
Our hearts sans over aud Oye.,
80 sweet, glad day for blossom ,nl piri.
And Tor every tLthe Young 'arert'
And - j know nor taelza1ds-.se-...,'.
or whether she spoke AZ al;
But Of all sweet days that summer day
I count as the best Of ali.
Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-06-14
Beauty OF ,he Human Foot.

Saws a writer in St. PauPs Maya
zine: When we saw "Pygmalion
and Galatea" recently performed, 4,
we were struck with a peculiar
movement in the actors feet, which,
for a time, sitting afar of, we did
not understand. With every step,
with every turn OF the ankle, kind
of delicate ripple passed over the
instep a. q thrill runs through a
corn-field sometimes under a tender
wind; we were surprised TO see how
beautiful the movements were, how
graceful were the lines from the an
kle in every position Presently we
discovered that the beauty and
the grace were due 10 the absence
of shoes. On inspection, the feet OF
the ladies were not particularly
small, yet they were better than
the smallest concealed in boots:
there was scarcely a position in
which they did not appear lovely,
The actresses were, in fact, thinly
stockinged, with sandals beneath
the fet, an embroidered strap com.
ing between the two first toes across
the instep, after the old Roman fash
ion. We have often thought, con
s.dcriug how much we lose by shoe!
and how very little we gain, that j
! Is "a thousand Pities women do uC
bring in sandals not the foo.i-I
ribboued pumps of the iast century
I our the real Greek sandal. Witnua
/ the hard and lCfOrmcl shoe. av.r'
muscle Of the foot il I'D motion, au,
visible At every step; IL Is guirt
wonderful how pretty the feet ap
pear, even when not very small. II
reality, We lose nearly as much by
the shoe as the face loses by q mask
Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-06-14
THE EMGRALDs.

One wintry afternoon in January,
away up in the bleak attic Of u
Wretched tenement house, Gpale, sad
eyed woman sat sewing. The gar
Heut upon which she was engaged
was a very rich dress. The twilight
closed il rapidly, binding fall Of
snow, a bitter, wailing blast, that
made the windows rattle in their
easements. Still the pale faced wo-
man stitched on.
Mother" piped a slender voice
from the cot beneath the window,
"shall you get the fine dress done !?
Oh, my mother, Pm so hungry, if 1
could only have some tea and bit
of sausage"
The mother worked on steadily
for a few moments, paused only to
brush a tear from her white cheek,
then she arose and shook out the
glimmering robe.
9" Tis done at last" she said !;
''uow mothers little girl can have
her supper, only be patient little
longer, Flora. Ross, Ross, where
are you my boyp'
A manly little fellow came out
from the little bedroom beyond.
'The dress is done, Ross" said
his mother, "and you must run
home with it as fast as ever you can.
Miss Gracia will be out of patience,
know. Tell her | couldn't finish
it one moment sooner, and ask her
to give you the money. We must
have it tonight. And you can stop
at Mr.. Rays as you come back and
buy some coal, and we must have
some bread and tea, and mite OF
butter, and you must get a sausage,
Ross, for poor little Flora"
'I'u get 'em all mother" he said,
''and be back in no time. You shall
have a big sausage, little SIS, he
added, turning toward the cot.
The girl nodded her curly head,
and her great wisttUl eyes sparkled
with delight.
"And you shall have half of it,
Ross" she piped, in her slender,
bird voice.
Hadn't you better put on your
thick jacket, my bOy?" continued
his mother; "the wind cuts like q
knife
"Pshaw, little mother; don't
mind the wind" And away he
went down the creaking stairs, and
out in the storm. Miss Gracia Eonte-
nav was in a perfect furore of impa-
thence and anger. Her dear five
hundred friends were assembled in
the halls below, and the handsome
dress had not come home. What
did that beggar woman mean by
disappointing her? AT that mo-
ment there was ring at the door,
and a voice in the hall.
please tell Miss Gracia nv
mother could not finish ii sooner
she wants the money tonight" -
The servant took The handsome
dress and message.
"I'll never give her another stitch
of work" cried the angry beauty
Il ought to have had it three hours
ago. Here, FanchOn, and dress me
at once, there's not a moment to
lose! No, l can't pay tonight,
havn't time. He must call to-mor-
row."
"But, we've no fire and nothing TO
eat, and my little sister is sick, -
called the boy pushing up the grand
stairway.
shut that door, Fanchon w COM
manded Miss Garcia. And the door
was closed in MS face
( From the porch aJ the psvlor win
dow PausIe watched the - hole
scene, her viCigj eyes dlSt2uaca with
+ childish luaElueut.
/ Poor little boy sa1 said, aS
. Ross disappeared down the stair
wa. --Sl--a~ t,rGsia ought ta paw
3 HIM 10 must he iraau.u, ig 4av,
Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-06-14
Rich Wen.

The three richest men In America
are William b. AstOr, a. Il. Stew
art and Commodore Vanderbilt-all
residents of New York City. As
tors wealth is mainly in real estate
and its revenues; Vanderbilt's is
mainly in railroad stocks and their
dividends; Stewards is in goods,
houses, stores, factories, lands and
stocks. The aggregate wealth of
each one Of them is supposed to be
somewhere between seventy-fiVe
and a hundred millions, which looks
rather heavy. Nobody knows ex-
aetly; they couldn't tell themselves
within q million or two. Those
who know most of their affairs put
their figures highest, and say that
the income. tax returns of a few
years ago, which showed each of
them 10 be worth between twenty
and thirty millions, gave no proper
idea OF their real worth. Astor
lives unostentatiously; Vanderbilt
lives in a three-story brick house on
q third-class street; and Stewart
lives in a marble palace on Rifth aV-
enue, more magnificent than any
other residence on the American
Continent, and equaled by but few
in any of the great cities of Europe.
Astor and Vanderbilt are New Yor-
kers by birth; Stewart is a native of
Ireland. Astor is n large, heavy
man of seventy, with strong fea-
lures and rubicund face, indica-
tive of high living; Stewart is a me
dium sized man, rather slender and
tall, of seventy-three, with face
like parchment, and gives the i'm
preston of being hard up; Wander
bilt is a tall, slim, handsome, proud
looking man Of nearly eighty, as
straight as an arrow. AstOr has
heirs to his estates. Vanderbilt has
children TO whom he can leave his
fortune; but Stewart is childless.-
AstOr's public benefactious are con-
fined to something like q couple of
hundred thousand dollars, which he
gave TO the Astor Library. and the
two golden candlesticks, nine feet
high, which he recently gave 20
Trinity Church. Vanderbilt has
never made any public benefactions,
excepting a steamship % the gov
ernment during the war, till very
recently, when he gave a million oi
dollars for educational purposes =
one half Of this sum TO found a uni
Versity in Tennessee, and the other
half TO another educational institu-
tion. Stewart has also had tho rep
utation Of being very elose-fistcd;
but he must be accredited with his
million dollar "iOme for Women, =
winch viii be completed next yEar.
Astor is a rigorous Episcopalisn.
Vanderbilt is an independent Meth
odist, and Stewart is said 10 be in
clined to think for himself Stew
art is q scholarly man; Vanderbilt is
not. Astor is an accomplished man
of the world.
Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-06-14

The proposed Western and Attain
tic Canal, which the Convention Of
Governors now has under consider
alton at Atlanta, would probably
start at Guntersville, Alabama,
which Is the extreme southern
point reached by the Tennes-
see River, and strike the Coosa
in thirty miles distance. This river
is always navigsble, and would be
used up to Rome, Georgia. From
this point the canal would be built
up the valley of the Etowah River
to the nearest point overland 70 the
Ocmulgee River, which leads to the
sea By reference to the map il will
be seen at once that this route would
lead the canal directly past the city
of Atlanta. By the Engineers re-
port (U. :. Engineer WeitzeD the
transportation per ton between St.
Louis and Savannah, which is now
| Sl4,iO, would be reduced to Sass,
making = saving of 1892 per ton.
The territory which this water
| route would supply consumes an
| nually over 80. COO coo of Northern
! grain, or about half their entire de-
/ man1- Il Is estimated that the an-
| uu2l saving IN transportation TO the
| producers would amount to nearly y
Sl4, 900, 600. The showing is pIausi-
bic, but the indianapolis Sentinel is
! of the opinion that the work will
not be and ought not to be under
taken by the Government-but then
it should be remembered that In
| diaaapolis, not being situated on
| auy uav1 cya bla zfraau1 y,roro-. shr
! development of railroads rather
than canals. Another objection il
suggests would be the danger oi
combinations of thieVing rings get
tiRg control of the whole business.
Our own opinion is that since there
seems to be some doubt about gov
ernment aid, that we confine our.
| selves to appeals to Congress, first
to simply improve the navigation OF
| the Tennessee.-BdHneT.
Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-06-14

Chief Justice Chase was three
times married to young and hand
some women. His first wife, Kate
Garness, was the daughter of a veal
thy Cncinnatian, who was the orig
iuator of the Ohio Life and Trust
Company-that concern whose dis
astrous failure precipitated the pam
ic Of 1887. This lady was truly be-
loved by Mr.. Chase, and it was the
romantic passion of his life. He
preserved her letters, portraits, and
souvenirs of affection, to the last,
and they were the most priced of
his effects. This lady was q bru-
nette; she had two children, both
deceased. The second Mrs. Chase
was Lydia Smith, of Cincinnati,
mother of Mrs. Sprague. The third
Mrs. Chase, mother of Mrs. Nettie
Hoyt, was Sarah Bell Ludlow, a su-
perb woman. She always address
ed the Chief Justice, fer some quaint
reason, as ''my dear Percival. -
The two children of the Chief JUS
tice have been subjects of his pride,
and perhaps of his ambition in later
years. Excepting Martha Jefferson,
we have not had in eminent life any
daughter who has made the promo
ton of her father so much a matter
of heart as Mrs. Gath.