Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-05-28

AmOuS mauy insLdAces gwen Is this: Lord
CORVALLIS and a friend came out Of Whitehall
drunk in the early morning, using the foulest
language. After trying in vain to quarrel
with sentinel, they swore they would kill
somebody before going home. An unlucky
youth came home to his lodgings close by, and,
after some abuse by the peer, and his friend,
the lad was tumbled down stairs and killed on
the spot. As it did not seem clear whether
Lord CORVALLIS gave the fatal kick, he was
honorably acquitted. AS bad, and Astounding
in crime as is the nineteenth century, is
it, any worse than the seventeenth?
JOHN ADAMS was one OF the great men
of our heroic age of the revolution, true
and devoted patriot. But he was irascible,
he hated and despised shams and adulation.
The popular admiration of Wash
ington excited his infrmity of tenn
per, and in letter written
to Elkanah Watson, of Pittsfeld, Mass, in
1912, he expresses himself as follows: 1.-THE
rushing and dashing and roaring OF the sound
Washington! Washington! Washington!
like the waters of the Passaic or the more
tremendous cataract OF Niagara, deafens,
stuns, astonishes and bedazzards all within
hearing. Both parties are equally bewildered
in this folly. They make the name of Wash
ington, of his opinions, principles, system and
example, exactly what they have hitherto
made of the word Republleanism, that is to
say, every thing, any thing and nothing"
"WAs Darwin an atheist ?''asks cOntempor-
airy, and answers by saying, "a man is known
by the company he keeps but it would not
be Just to say that he is equally well known
by the newspaper he takes. Yet, if man
gives his money largely to support and cir
culate newspaper OF de-
cided character, it is right to say he holds the
views of the paper he thus endorses and en-
courages. The Bosom Inder, a Journal of
inadel, atheistic proclivities, says that OAR
win was q subscriber of the Inder from the
first year of its publication to the time of his
death. He manifested his interest in this
journal by generous donations from time to
time; and when he last renewed his subscrip-
ton, not many months ago, he Enclosed a ELS
note to be used in the support and circulation
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fair one, that he was in full sympathy with
the views and sentiments Of the Iader.
FRoUDB tells a strange but truthful story
of the wife of Carlyle. Jane Welsh, Isabella
Martin, Edward Irving and Thomas Carlyle
figure in the narrative. Jane Welsh and
Edward Irving loved each other "passionate-
| IL yKa1r of
Carlyle, describedi it. But Irving was engaged
to Isabella Martin, who chung to him, though
she had not his heart. He honorably retired
from love to duty, having previously formed
an engagement with Miss Martin and married
her. Irving, brilliant and eloquent, became
erratc almost or quite to insanity. He rose
like rocket and fell like a stick to the disap-
pointment of his friend and his dotlng, Isabella.
According to Froude, after Irving's mar
riage, Mrs. Basil Montagu precipitated mat
tiers by exciting the pride of Miss Welsh, and
opening the eyes of Carlyle. Young, clever
and beautiful, Miss Welsh had learned to
know and appreciate Carlyle, and he had been
ever attracted to this bright creature. To
show Mrs. Montagu that she was not pining
| for another woman's husband, Miss Welsh
determined to marry Carlyle. while the latter
learned for the first time her love for Irving.
Throughout the negotiations, the motives OF
the two contracting parties came into some
what sharp prominence-pride and ambition
on the part of Miss Welsh, desire for con-
genial companion and comfortable home on
the part of Carlyle. No wonder that mar
riage on this basis brought little satisfaction
to either; but the utter want of consideration
on the part of Carlyle towards his wife is
almost beyond credence. To keep secure his
almost savage pride and independence, he con-
demned his gently nurtured wife to spend six
years of her life in the wild solitude of Craig
snputtock, often without seeing or speaking
to her for days together. She had frequently
to descend to the toughest work; Carlyle
once sat smoking in the kitchen while she
scrubbed the floor. No wonder that her
health never recovered normal
her life. Two sayings OF hers re.
corded by Mr.. Froude, sum up the pathos OF
her life. She SAID: "There would have been
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married for ambition. Carlyle has exceeded
all that my widest hopes ever imagined of
him, and-I am miserable" What kind OF
wife she was to Carlyle, how she cheered him
in his fierce struggles against dyspepsia, pow
erty, and want of recognition. may be judged
by two poems written by Carlyle and his wife.
To the verses, written by Carlyle, printed
in the "Miscellanes," which begin,
"What is Hope? A smiling rainbow"
She wrote reply as follows:
Nay, this is Hope; gentle dove.
That nestles in the gentle breast,
Bringing glad tidings from above
OF joys to come and heavenly rest.
And this is Life: ethereal fire
STRIVING aloft through smothering clay
Mounting, flaming, higher, higher!
Till lost in imm ortallty.
And man-oh! hate not nor despise
The fairest, lordliest work of Godl
Think not He made the good and wise
Only to sleep beneath the sod!
WILD VOOD PARK ASSOCIATION.
Election OF Officers aud Extensive Plans
for Improvement.
The Wild Wood Park association, recently moor
Dor ated, held its rtt election Of directors during
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