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The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
EVA AND THE PRINCE.
The Story of the Love of Miss Mackay and
Prince CoIOnna.

The Story of the Love of Miss Mackay and
Prince ColOnna.
Paris Letter.
1t is not often that an heir of one of the proud
est and oldest houses of Europe can so overcome
the pride of caste as to ally himself with one
mot born." as all are held who belong to the
common majority. Still less often do we find an
alliance OF this character wholly dissociated from
motives of sel6shness. But the present case Is
an agreeable exception Miss Mackay's prospect
i've millions had naught to do with it. 1t was a
genuine love affair-love at first sight. The
Prince and Miss Eva first met last winter at the
house OF friend in Rome, with whom she and
her aunt were staying Their meetings were
frequent for time, and the Prince continued to
grow more devoted in his attentions to her. He
showed her through the art galleries and other
interesting places Of Rome, explaining to her. as
they passed before their statues and portraits,
the elories of his ancestors. who 60 back beyond
the Crusades-the hero Of Lepanto, who crushed
the Turks and rolled back the tide Of Ottoman
conquest; the noble Pontif who lent new lustre,
to art. the proud patriclan who crushed the
naughty RienZi, and the lovely Victoria, whose
beauty inspired the immortal genius of Michael
Angelo.
The Mackays soon returned to Paris. and the
lovers were parted but not for long. The Prince
followed them. and it is said duel was talked of
between himself and another scion of Europes
''old nobility" who had his eye not on Miss
Mackay so much as on her millions The Prince
was soon called back to Naples where his duty
as an officer in the Kings army compelled him
to remain. His uncle, the old Prince of Galatro,
came to the young mans assistance and wrote
letter to Mrs. Mackay, in Paris, asking the hand
of her daughter for his nephew. Mrs. Mackay
replied that she had forwarded the substance Of
the letter for her husbands consideration, and
took pains to add that "she her husband and
her daughter were all true Americans, who loved
their country its Institutions and especially its
matrimonial customs, and that therefore, it
would be quite out of the question to think of
arranging dot or any other sort ola wedding
portion in advance" In due time an answer was
received from Mr. Mackay bearing his consent
The Prince at once obtained leave Of absence
from mis- regiment, and hurried to the presence of
his fancee in Paris. The happy pair were
affianced by Mrs Mackay by placing their hands
one within the other.
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
Why the Bond Was Smala.

Atlanta Constitution.
HE didn't have much, the bond win be small >
said the friend Of dead engineer to the ordinary.
yesterday.
There was tenderness in his Voice as no
added.
"His stuff mighter agger up "a $50 il his watch
hadn't'er been 80 smashed up when the ingincS
went together But when they pulled him out
from betwixt the tender and the 6iler, even his
old time piece was smashed so you couldn't tell
the balance wheel from the second hand. She's
got it-his wifes got itbut it amt worth er cent
She keeps it and cries it every time she sees
the battered up mass OK old silver and bvass.
She wouldn't give it for the biggest diamond in
Atlanta, but it amt worth much
now. and the bond won't DO rs
big as it would er been if-if-if the cid
watch hadn' 'er been just little bit too old and
too slow he WAS 'er brave young fellow. he
was, and she was as pretty young wife as you
ever saw, and she used to keep so neat and Look
so bright and happy wasn't surprised that ne
was proud of her. And they had che pretsiess
pink. faced baby yon ever saw. ana they woIo
awTul proud Of it. But all that amt neither
here nor there The bond won't De mueh, not
since the watch is ruined. nohow. so set your
6egers and we'll fix it up and administer on the
moor fellows little handful OF stun a.
ssVelI saw make the bond three hunoreoF
aThree hnndred-thatll do, because the watch
a;p,t worth much now. Good evening, and the
honest old friend OF the dead engineer went out
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15

seemed to involve great loss, for il locked az
though the whole side pipe would have to be
dug up to replace the wire.
In this dilemma a remarkable step was taken.
rat was caught, and around him was tied one
end of very fine steel wire. He was placed in
the pipe, but after running few yards he
stopped.
Then came another curious STEP ferret
was put in after the rat As soon as the rat
heard the ferret coming behind it the fine wire
began to pay out. 1t was feared that the rat
would show fight, but it did not and the COM
plete circuit was made by both rat and ferret
When the rat came out at the other end of the
pipe 1t was caught. and by means of the fine
wire the telegraph wire was drawn through. SO
the rat saved the telegraph company thousands
Of dollars.
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15

tiny wall from a corner of the room. euro
staggered sudden sting pierced through her
heart; she leaned against the door. In the cor
ner between the windows stood a cradle.
Slowly, painfully, she took the rope and tied her
nine children together again. The young
woman opened the door tremblingly, hesitatingly.
1t was very dark outside. cold rain was
drizzling down; the wind shook the shutters
euro looked for a moment into the dark; then
with weary motion she took the rope and
trudged out into the rain. She hoped the dark
ness would never lift She seemed to herself a
hundred years old. Heart broken, benumbed
by the shock, she seated herself at the roadside.
She die not know whether she was awake or
she slept. But she dreamed that God was
dead
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15

New York World.
The Rev. r. Heber Newton, while neither de-
nying nor affirming the statement that he was
warned by Bishop Potter, says:
II am attacked as. a heretic upon no other text
than the condensation Of my sermons as made
by reporters who naturally seize upon whatever
they think viii! make the most Of a. sensa-
ton. For instance, in nay sermon upon the doc
trine of the Trinity, which appears to have
created so much talk began by setting forth
the weak and illogical structure which some
narrow men have built upon a sound foundation.
But the reporters seize upon my characteriza'
ton of the work of misguided men as denunci-
alton of the doctrine of the Trinity. Nothing is
so unfair to man as to give parts of a sermon
as a specimen of the whole / am thoroughly
tired and sick of this wretched business. but L
am ready to stand by my words, and only ask
my critics to wait until they have better evi-
dence of heresy than newspaper reports"
Nothing is better known" SAID one Of Mr.
Newtons vestrymen, than that our pastor
ALWAYS furnished the abstracts to the reporters
His sermon last Sunday wasread, and lacked the
interest that usually attaches to his efforts 1t
was tame and uninteresting. and struck has con-
gregation as clean backdown."
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
The Temple of Rosh.

To the Temple of Bosh in vision
Was / led in a vaporous land,
Common sense is a butt and derision,
Where the affairs of fantasy stand
There the theories dwell that have faded
And the notions that never would wash;
They abide, unimpeached, uninvaded,
In the Temple of Bosh!
There the wheels of Perpetual Motion
Make musical whirr in the air.
The Philosophers there have a notion
That the Circle is easy to Square;
There the Flat ners of Earth are defiant
And tho Tribes that were lost, they are found
And the Arkite ideas of Bryant
Do greatly aboundl
The believers in Home and in SladeU
BE welcomed as children of grace,
And there's the original Cradle
That rocked all the Aryan Race.
And hypothesis, Lunar and Solar
OF Myth, go about and about;
And nobody dreams that the whole are
matter of Doubt
There the Spellingis purely Phonetic
Vaccinations entirely forbid,
And the light of the Remnant aesthetic
No more meath bushel is hid.
AS mo remedy" force is suspended,
Human life is not worth galosh-
Let us end lest our DAYS should be ended
In the Temple of Bosh!
The Saturday Review.
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
Story of a Kitten.
Anna Masters, in Philadelphia Can.

ANNA Masters, In Philadelphia Gail.
am kitten, and my name is Spunky Tip
was born in the woods. One evening l was
nearly drowned by a heavy rain. There was
little glri came out and brought me In then
wrappea me IN big piece Of flannel and pat me
uhosr tne stove. When was about Ave or six
weeks old was taken away from my mother in a
basket; was put in wagon and taken twenty
miles cried and cried, but the little girl would
not let me out; but two or three times she took
me out and put me in her lap
When reached the city they let me out, and
ran about. and everything was new to me.
There was another little girl, and a few daya
after this little girl got kitten, and then We
played together. This little girl had q brother,
and he often kicked me about and threw me up
in the air After while l got sick The Ettlo
girl got some catnip for me, and didn't like tt
When the little girl gave it to me would walk
away and sit by the stove. am growing nice
now. have pleasant home
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15

Sacramento Record Union.
| Little BERTHE Blynn had just finished his din
| ner He was in the cozy library, keeping still
for few minutes after eating according to his
mothers rule. She got it from the family doctor,
and good rule it is Bertie was sitting in his
own rocking chair before the pleasant crate fire.
He had in his hand two fine apples-a rich red
and green His father sat at window reading
newspaper Presently he heard the child say
Thank you, little master" Dropping his paper
he said: II thought We were alone, BERTHE. Who
was here Just now9' Nobody, papa: only you
and l." Didn't you say just now, Thank you,
little masterF" The child did not answer at
first, but laughed shy laugh. Soon he
said: I'm afraid you'll laugh at me
If l tell you, papa" well you have
just laughed and why mayn't r. But i mean
you'll make fun of mo-" mo- won't make
fun of you; but perhaps I'll have fun with you.
That will help US digest our roast beef" .Ill
tell you about it, papa. had eaten my red ap-
pie, and l wanted to eat the green one, too. Just
then remembered something had learned in
school about eating, and I thought one big apple
was enough. My stomach will be glad if don't
give 1t the green one to grind. 1t seemed for
minute just as ifit said to me, Thank you, little
MASTER but know said it myself "Bertie,
what is it Miss McLaren has been teaching about
eatipgW she told US to be careful not to give
our stomachs too much food to grind If we do,
she says. it will make bad blood and that will
run into our brains. and make them dull and
stupid, so that we can't get our lessons WELL
ana perhaps give US headaches, too. lf we
give our stomachs just enough work to
do they will give pure, lively
blood that will make us feel bright and cheerful
in school Miss McLaren says that sometimes
when she eats too much of something that she
likes very much, it seems almost as if her stom-
ach moaned and complained; but when she de-
MES herself and doesn't eat too much it seems as
If 1t were thankful and glad That's as good
preaching as the minister's Bertie. What more
did Miss McLaren tell you about this matter?'
''She taught us a verse one day about. keeping
m the soul on top That wasn't just the words,
went suddenly right up before his face. When,
in a minute, it dropped down, there wasn't any
laugh on his face as he said: Weren't these the
words, I keep my body under'l ''Oh. yes! that
was it; but it means just the same. If I keep
my body under. Of course my soul is on top"
"Of course it is my boy Keep your soul on
top, and you'll belong to the grandest style of
man that walks the earth"
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
Mrs. Hendricks and the White House.

Current Sketch.
The e-presidentelec wife is not only am
bilious, but capable, and the people are numer-
GUS who believe that Mrs Hendricks will be lady
Of the White House during the administration
of the bachelor President. Mrs. Hendricks is
about fifty years Of age and childless. Her only
child, q boy, died in 1851, when only three years
old. In the absence of maternal responsibilities,
she has devoted herself to the interests Of her
husband, has been his travelling companion
very much, and cultivated society with
the view to his advancement She is
we'll informed, and a woman of sagacious judg-
ment, her husbands best adviser and competent
assistant in affairs not frequently of absorbing
interest to women. His best speeches bear evil
dence of her taste and discrimination. Her
charities are administered with business meth
od which is admirable. During the time when
her husband was Governor of Indiana she Wis
tied with him the various penal and reformatory
institutions, and inquired into their affairs close
ly Mr.. and Mrs. Hendricks know better than
ANYBODY else how much he is indebted to his
heipmeet for his success in life
Mrs Hendricks shines in society. She is
pleasing in appearance because good looking,
and richly dressed, in perfect taste. Her hair
and eyes are dark; her stature is somewhat low.
She talks admirably, and is much respected and
loved in refined circles.
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
Gained at Last.

At last-alonei The crush and din are ended
The devoirs that detained me from your side,
Congratulations with heartenves blended
TO one who gains exquisite bride.
envied too. the very slightest glances
Or smiles bestowed on those who crowded round;
sought your sweet, svelte figure in the dances,
Iharkened for your voices faintest sound.
But now, my queen, my flower of all fair women,
hold you to my rapture bursting heart,
Feeling as though endowed with might past human
AS having chosen Loves immortal part.
All lovehest down the years that lie before us
Life's turmoil crowd and sounds of mirth or
moan
feel that Love will keep his egis o'er us
And give his sacrament to us-alonel
To us, alone, yet not withhold from others
His sacred sustenance of bread and Wine
Since those born of the Spirit are made brothers
And know his secret and most holy sign!
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
What to Do with Dogs.
Columbia IS. C.J Register.

COIumbla Is. . heEleter.
Mr.. Jasper Miller on Sunday night, took a
look for the cause of terrible cominotion in his
yard. and discovered four-legged animal with
something in front Of him like an elephants
trunk He seized his rife to shoot the horrible
thing, but on second thought. concluded to leave
the animal to his sport until daylight should re-
veal what it was. AT last day dawned, and there
was a dog with his head fastened in joint of
stove-pipe, which could not be removed by ordi-
nary means As last resort Mr.. Miller seized
the pipe and started up town. with the dog trot-
ting along behind, and by the time he reached
General Palmer's store the procession had large
" increased. The timers tools were brought
into requsition TO release the dog And now
other people are looking up joints of stove pipe
to put in their yards. with piece OF beei
fastened half way in them.
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
An I,nprovised Dress-Coat.

San Francisco Chronicle.
The tone of American society is being raised
so fast that probably in New York soon the Lon
don opera rule will be enforced. that nobody will
be admitted down stairs unless in evening dress
An American was once in London, and, forget
ting all about rules, he went to the opera with
some ladies. 1t was an informal affair with
them, and he did not stop to think about a dress
coat Tipping did everything up to one point
he could not Tip" the stall keeper to admit him
in plain dress. A number of ingenious argu-
ments were urged. Cerberus was stone. At last
heavy tip brought solution of the problem
"Come with rue, and I'll put it all right" and
he drew him into the eloak-room. He got o lot
of pins.
''What are you going to doF
'All right, sir-I1l make it all right"
He carefully tucked back the tails OF his
Prince Albert cort, pinned them securely until
the coat took on a claw hammer shape, and
ushered the American in among the nobility OF
the country.
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
Destroying the Birds.
philadelphia Times.

The song birds of New Jersey, especially in
Camden, Salem, Cumberland. Cape May, and
other Atlantic counties, are slaughtered In such
numbers by hordes of pot hunters, who kill them
for the sake of their skius, which they sell to
parties in New York for thinning ladies' bonnets,
that it is stated that effort will be made, by
parties interested in their protection, to have a
bill passed through the Legislature making it a
misdemeanor to kill or capture any song birds
for the space of several years. If such an act is
not passed in a short time there will be no song
birds left in West Jersey.
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
Winter Parties for Children.

Dr. Cullimore, of London, has published pro-
test against children's parties in winter. The
Lancet makes vigorous attack on such parties
for children under twelve. 1t is perhaps difficult
to draw any line; for women Of all ages the win
ter party is a danger to health. For the children
the dangers to health and morals know no sea
son. Parties are not necessary to the happiness
of childhood Simple pleasures in good air yield
the happiest results at all ages and parties come
all too soon, with artificial pleasures, vitiated
air, colds induced by change of clothing. late
hours, indigestible food. and unnatural twists
and sophistications of the mind Yes, let US
abolish, at least the winter parties for children
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
Waiting.

Day after day, until twilight hath thrown
Tween earth and heaven her mantle of gloom,
Ling ring l watch, my lips a sad moan,
He does not come-he does not come.
Sunlight brings hope again, once more watt
Weary my heart, but my thoughts may not
roam,
Wait ah, so lovingly; but cruel fatei
he does not eome-he does not come
Lo! is the suns glory brighter to-dayf
Is all life farer, more blue earth y dornes
Nay, that know not; my heart can but say,
At last he's eome-at last he's come!
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
An Involuntary Lineman.

G8TueH UHybs
The telegraph wires in London are not all
above ground as is the case here, but many
belong to the underground system. The main
w;ses are laid through the big tunnels IL which
arc the gas and sewer pipes.
These tunnels are big enough for man TO-
walk through easily. The branch pipes con-
tanning the side wires, running off from the
main line for several miles, are much smaller.
of course, and the workmen must be careful not
to lose the connections between the larger and
smaller wires.
repairing one Of these lateral wires. failed to
attach to it a leading line, by which the wire
could be drawn back into its place. The blunder
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
He Eet Go.

san Franc1eco FOst.
The ianitor Of the Dime Museum, on Market
street, was dusting off the anacondas early this
morning, when a woman appeared leading a man
who had evidently just finished tinting the baili-
wick dark purple.
Come in here moment. dear" said the
woman, coaxingly.
'Ain-hic-gotime," hiccoughed the frightfut
example. Got ter-hicr-meet man down town
-hic-im er-important biz"
But I want you to look at some bologna sau-,
sage before buy it" and deterously paying the,
oor-keeper. she steered her worser half up in
front of tho boa-constrictor case. 'oThose lo0ki
nice, don't they, Georgep
The ratified citizen glared at the serpents,
clung to his wife's arm, and muttered huskily.
as he wiped his brow with trembling hand3
"Are-hic-are those sausages-hic-MariaT
"Why, of course, dear-how many shall We
getp
with hollow groan, the miserable man
started for the door.
'Take me home, Maria--take me home. and
send for the doctorl I'm going To swear of thio
time for good! It's time for me to let got"
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
FOR THE LITTLE FOLKS.
Cradle Song.

OEAuAc sung
Baby, baby bright.
Sleep can steal from sight
Little of your light.
Soft as fire in dew,
Still the life in you
Lights your slumber through
Four white eyelids keep
Fast the seal of sleep;
Deep as love is deep.
Yet, though closed it lies,
Love behind them spies
Heaven in two blue eyes.
Baby, baby dear,
Earth and Heaven are near
Now; for Heaven is here.
Heaven is every place
Where your fower-sweet face
Fills our eyes with grace.
Till your own eyes deign
Earth glance again,
Earth and Heaven are twain.
Now your sleep is done,
Shine and show the sun;
Earth and Heaven are one.
-[Algernon Charles Swinburne
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
The Top of the Ladder,

Arkansaw Traveller.
A man who had stopped and cordially shakeE'
hands with an acquaintance approached q party
of loafers and said
IF everybody would act as do there wouldn'A
be half so much ill-feeling in the world Yeara+
ago, that fellow and / were equal socially but
regardless of the fact that have risen above
him, continue to treat him politely"
''Who is hep asked some one.
IA member of the Legislature"
You are the Governor, supposeg'
"Oh, no. am justice of the peace"
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15

of the brilliant theatef and the applause of roy
atty, and of the last moments OF her lonely,
dying child.
And Griselda arose and tore the kindly jewels
from her breast and threw them far from her
and cried: ''Oh God, it is my punishment! / am
alone"
Nay, not so, o mother said solemn voice;
II am with thee and will abide with thee forever"
Griselda turned and looked upon the tall,
gloomy figure that approached her with these
words
1t was the Spirit of Eternal Sorrow.
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
Got 1t from His County Paper

Pittsburg Chronicle Telegraph.
"How's your cussin, misterY" asked country,
man, who desired to appear usiii iYprs Asyle, Of q
city landlord
The landlord looked surprised, but replied than
it was up to the standard, he hoped
That's what pays my money for, responded
the countryman. "None of your snide cussiniH
for me- I'll try some at breakfast"
'Ya-as dubiouslv said the landlord iDo yoye.
like thebig round profanity or will you have YOUR
cussing- trimmed at the edgeln y
"Who said any thing about cussinT Your cussin
l said; that's French for cooking. Ishould thinss
you ought to know, il you keep firstclass tRys
ern."
"Oh, yes; our cuisine, certainly, certainly
Walk right in to breakfast SIR"
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
Found the Right Man.
New York Graphic.

NeW 1UTK UrHpnC.
Il want man not too scrupulous," observed
the pension agent. But he must be sharp and
shrewd. He must catch every one and negea
be caught l would pay such man big wagesa
DO you remember that charming Miss Jonessa
replied the applicant, ''who had $1,000 in her
own name, and was the lovelest girl in the city
last seasons"
''Yes; but what Of her9"
IL married her"
He was engaged at once.
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
To q Sleeping Babe.

Sweet babe true image of an honest mind,
How calm that sleep which innocence enjoysi
The smiling cheek thou wearest in thy dreams
Is Nature language for a. gentle heart.
It says, '.An's peace within" 1t is thy right
Tc wake or sleep in peace, to know no fears.
To dread no ILL., to smile friend and foe.
What moral lesson does thy slumber teachi
Come here ye guilty, for it speaks to you!
Where dwells the power a wounded mind to bsals
Not all the wealth that you possess can lure
This slunnber to your bed unbribed it drops
The downy wing upon this infant brow.
Samuel Baxter Foster. in The Currest.
The Indianapolis journal., 1885-02-15
His Last Request.
New York CT

new IorK urapnlc.
The millionaire was dying. He was surrounded
by his friends.
What can / do for you, my dear friendF ha
exclaimed, as he grasped the hand of his old legal
adviser Everything l have l owe to you, and
| will do anything you may ask. What shall
dog
Make will, replied the lawyer laconieally,