Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1879-01-26

sandy haired man, who is talking volubly
in deep, coarse voice. One eye is markee
by a scar on the lower lid, which may be q
wound or a burn, but which disfgures ar
otherwise pleasant and marked face The
lady is Anna Dickinson, and the gentleman
Is Judge Kelly, now Congressman, and known
in the East as L" Pig iron Kelly on account
of some of his peculiar ideas on political
economy Anna is by birth Quaker, but
suspect has dumped" that sect, and al
others, and in spirit of strong mindedness
acts and thinks for herself She forgot hel
age when she tried the boards, and as she
has no beauty to attract as Nelson has, hel
talent, if she has any in that line, is forgot
ten in her plainness.
But here comes another name, too little
thought of, and almost buried in its own
wealth: so clothed in retiring modesty and
so absorbed in hard work, that its owner has
not time to put on borrowed uniform, and,
like the charlstan of Paris, toot his horn and
haunt his tin medals in public places. Not
Glll lio 10 ldiu w 1851 Will thc SCLAUo vi
Felix o. G. barley be fully appreciated.
Then will old men recall with wonder, in
illustrations over which they were wont to
ponder, in school books and histories, biog-
raphies and travels, the novels of half cen
fury ago, and the thousands of illustrations
bearing the monogram F. o. c.. D. | have
seen many hundreds of his sketches as they
were made to illustrate such publications as
. Neae s5Charcoal Sketches, all as finished
and clear as the finest etchings. His char
acters are all characters. Witness his illus
tration of Judd's ''Margaret," and some of
his illustrations of the earlier works of Cooper
and Dickens Felix lives in secluded home
in Delaware, and there works and works, and
works He is a member of a talented fam
lily. Mr. and Mrs barley were actors of
of great merit, and long favorites in Phlla-
haps sixty years ago, to a farm near Phila
delphis, afterward owned by Pierce Butler,
and where Fanny Kemble lived for some
years. They had three sons, all of whom |
have known; Felix W. II. W. barley, an en-
inent musician, whose wife was the daughter
of Sullv, the painter, father of Gen Sully,
the Indian fighter, and another whose first
name have forgotten, but who was a capital
painter, but none of them possessed the tai
ent of the most prolific, as he is the foremost
illustrator America has ever produced Felix
barley One more and | close this ''O'er
long tale.
1t is summer at the sea shore again, and
under an awning in a quadrangle is a group,
mostly women, engaged i'll post prandial Cos
sip. The center figure is reclining IN an arm
chair with all open book on her lap salow
laced woman, with no trace of refinement,
but dressed in the gsudiest>costume, and dis
playing more of nature than she would if she
knew how wrinkled and withered her bare
arms and scraggy throat looked. She is the
wife of Maynard-not Horace, but he of the
< MAYNARD primer = and she is discussing
: Les Miserables,' then just out. She has
ust finished Victor Hugos account of the
Battle of Waterfront, and is annoyed because
he failed to understand C;,mbronne reply
% the demand to surrender = 1t is per
ectly preposterons, says MIS-. NJ, ''to put
words in book that 40 one can understand;
md who knows, let ME ask you, hat 'M-de
neansY At my elbow sat lady we'll known
N this coast, Mrs. Alexina Fisher Baker, and
whispered to her Tell Mrs, NJ. to stop
hat conversation and I'll explain by and-by.'
wrote the word and its translation on leaf
# my diary and Mrs, b, passed it over We
lever saw "Les Miserable" out again nor
Mrs. Maynard, either, for day or two
l first saw Alexina Baker play "Prince
Arthur to Chas, Kean's king John on his
rst visit to America and she is on the stage |
ct; deaf old woman, but with a good deal |
# her girish nnirete still remaining Gods 3,
low tempas does fugit. BLUCHER,
PADpIN'