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Year: 1874

Mr.. Barry Ffennell, writing in Land and
Water, says: Gone matter which I think
will impress all strangers with feeling of
disappointed surprise is visit to the ca
thedral city of Downpatrick. It is neither
the city itself, nor the fine, substantial ca
thedral on the hill which evoke this feeling
They are we'll enough, trim, thriving, COM
fortable-looking on the whole, and need not
fear comparison with other cathedrals or
cathedral cities of Ireland. But something
more than disappointment, something like
indignant surprise, takes possession of one
on being led up to what is said to be held
which as such is visited, am told, by null
titudes of American strangers every year.
1t lies in the highest and most central posi-
tion in the otherwise decently kept church.
yard surrounding Downpatrick cathedral,
and is the one spot of earth in the whole
place that appears given mp to complete ne
glect and desecration. Around are graves
and gravestones, ancient and modern, all
we'll ordered and neatly kept, some showing
the recent touch of hands directed by low
ing care, while the one which strangers
would have expected to find most honored
is the only dishonored grave among them
all. The unsightly-looking hole unmarked
by cross or slab, now half-tilied with loose
rubbish of broken bricks, loose stone and
earth, is disgrace to the people of Down
who, be they Protestants or Papists, i'll that
they claim to be Christians, have an equal
right to honor the resting place of this
faithful, fearless preacher of Christianity
who was the first to bring the gospel OF
truth into Ireland. the first to introduce the
dawn of civilization among her then wholly
barbarous princes and people, aud whose
feet first touched the Irish soil upon the
shores of County Down. shall feel proud


indeed if these observations viii lead any


one belonging to the neighborlloood or the


county, to take some interest in the mat
ter.n
Year: 1874

NEARLY ALL THE COMPANIES STILL SATISFIED.


The relative position of the striking long
shoremen and the steamship companies was the same
yesterday as on Wednesday. The former refused to
work the 40 cents hour, and the latter
we're experiencing little difficulty in discharging
and loading their vessels The new men were
more rapidly gaming experience IN handling
and storing goods. and large accessons were
made to the forces nearly all the piers The strikers
were congratuating themselves yesterday afternoon
over victory which they claimed to have achieved over
INIT At IA doubtful
whether their elstlon is not premature. The State
Line to Glasgow has had vessels In port since the
strike began, but the officers announced that
they intended hereafter to pay only the re-
duced Rates. The Nevada arrived yesterday
afternoon and an examination OF her manifest
sho that she had which would require TO be
handled with great In order avoid loss to the
Company The stevedOre, Mr.. Hall, hesitated TO set
new and inexperienced hands to work upon the vessel
and was rad to employ the sailors at tile WORK,
so he left the pier for the purpose or consult
ing the agents as 10 the proper course TO pursue


ON his way was accOsted by several OF the old hands
VINO asked him for work. He told them to walt awhile
and perhaps they would be employed. Az TINS they
grew hilarious and gave the Company three cheers
He had long consultation with Mr. Baldwin, the agent
OF the line, but the latter stated that no conclusion
would be arrived at before to-day when the work OF
unloading will be begun One OF the ohcers
Of the vessel. however, told a TRIBUSE re-
porter that he had no doubt whatever that the
regular men would be employed at the old price, as the
cargo consisted Of all OF merchandise Including
dry goods pigron, horses and articles requiring care
in handling.
Year: 1874

In Copenhagen, nearly in the
centre Of the city, you will find a
large, very singular-looking build
ing, painted yellow with some black


fresccing, with a fiat roof, and no
arches or columns or ornaments of
any kind. It looks exactly like q
box. Yet its outlines are SO deli
cate and SO noble in their utter
simplicity, that it cannot be CONS


mon warerOom box; it must be q
shrine. And the monotony, the


gravity and mourning of this shrine


are so sublime, SO grand, so triums


phant, that it cannot be common


tomb; it must be q mausoleum.
And SO it is. 1t is the only mau-
soleum in the world. The day it


was finished all other sepulchral


monuments became mute, inadequate
to the purpose, and comparatively


insignificant. In the court is Albert
Thorwaldsen buried under a rose
bush, and the four wings of the


building comprise the court and
open into it through a number Of
large gates, there by making the
court the greatest hall in the builds
ing, containing all his works and


nothing else. Each group has a
hall, each statue room of its own,
where the rcsplcndent marble stands


in the background, set off by q wall
Of a calm, mild color, and flooded
by the light from the opposite
window. The long corridors con


tain different cast Of the different
statues, busts, bass>reliefs, and
through these halls crowds Of peo-
pie throng every day, looking, gaz-
ing, ana admiring, their souls bend
ing toward the beauty as the leaves


Of plant turn against the sun.


But is there any other mausoleum


in the world into which the hero's


deeds stand Oh his grave, rot writ
tel in verses or pictured in sym
pols, but i'll living presence, speaks
ing to mankind il the same manner


and with the same effect as the day


they were done, perpetual chal
lcnge to all that is mean and foul,


and an eternal source Of nobleness


and beauty? There is none.
Clemens Petersen, in The Galaxy
. for June.
Year: 1874

Does the razor 60 easy? asked
the barber Of victim who was
writhing under a clumsy instrument,
whose chief recommendation was a
strong handle. Well, replied the
poor fellow, that depends upon what
you call this operation. If you are
skinning me, it goes tolerable easy;
but if you are shaving me it goes
rather hard"
Year: 1874

"MUsIC HATH CHARMS. Here
is a touchingly beautiful illustration
Of the power Of music, A New
York clergyman, who is a fine singer
on recent visit to 4 mad house
approached the cell Of maniac,
who rushed for him as far as his
chains would allow, shouting, I'm
kill yon y 'I'II beat Your brains
out - "Clear out ~ Instead Of
moving the preacher began to sing
"Our Home in Heaven" First the
madman listened; then he stretched
himself out to the full length of his
chain. First one arm relaxed and
then the other. Tears moistened
his eyes. Then he coiIed up on
his bed Of rags as quiet as a
child. And when the hymn was
ended he looked up, saying, "AIore,
More" The preacher sang until
his strength gave way and then he
left.
Year: 1874

Memory is grand gift when properly
educated, but it should not be stimulated
more than any other part of the mind.
DIR. Richardson says: 81 knew an instance
in which child was blessed with .
marvellous gift of verbal memory. This
being his FORTE his teacher, who wished
every scholar to be remarkable for some
thing beyond other scholars, played on
his forte powerfully, and with wonder
full effect. BY constant cultivation Of
the one faculty, this marvellous boy could
learn off fifty lines of Paradise Lost, or
any other English book, at single read
ing, and conld repeat his lesson on the
spot without missing a word or emitting
a comma. But the result was this, that
when the remarkable boy was sent to a
university to learn profession, he was
beaten in the learning of detailed and
detached facts by every fellow-studeDt.
Seeing slowly but surely, where his weak
ness lay, this student ceased to call into
play his remarkable talent. 1t was a
terrible task; he accomplished it at last,
but never effectually. For long time
he made mistakes that were most annoy
ing; he was unable, for instance, to cast
up accurately any column of figures; he
forgot dates, he ran over or under i'm
portant appointments, misnamed authors
in speaking of works of art or letters;
and in reasoning, he would mix up two
or three subjects. 1t took him full ten
years to unlearn his wonderful technical
art
Year: 1874

A clerk in book store in Louisville,
where lottery tickets were sold, laid
aside one for himself numbered 3,307.
A short time ago the proprietor of the
store received letter from one Perkins,
living in an interior town, stating that he
had dreamed that 3,307 would draw the
capital prize, and requested said pro-
prietor to purchase that ticket for him if
it was to be had. The clerk stated that
this was the identical ticket he had Sc
lected for himself, and thereupon pulled
out his money and paid for it. He then
wrote to Perkins that he could have the
ticket for 5000. Strange to say, the re-
turn mail brought an acceptance of the
offer and request that the ticket be at
once forwarded to Perkins. This so ex-
cited the clerk that he backed square
out, and declared that he would not sell
it for less than 81 900. He was soon as
founded at the receipt of another letter,
agreeing to these terms and demanding
the ticket. This so worked upon the
nervous clerk that he refused point
blank to sell it at any price, and, for
fear that the priceless ticket might get
lost, he locked it up in bank vault.
The young man has discovered that the
whole thing was hoax, played upon
him by acquaintance, and what is worse,
has found out that 1907 drew nothing
but blank in the "grand scheme" !"
Year: 1874

The Gar of Russia, before leaving Eng
land, was treated to a review at Alder
shot, but the clouds Of dust obscnred
everything, and the military display
was almost failure The next day he
attended u review at Woolwich, which
was far more successful. The grounds
had been copiously watered, 50 that the
dust gave no trouble.


The Gar and his suite seemed to be
much interested in their visit to the
WoolwIch arsenal. The London Tele-
graph says:


"The party made their longest halt in
the factory where the Nasmyth hammer,
the largest in the world-ftted with
top steam-is worked. Adding to the
forty tons dead falling weight of the
hammer the fifty-one tons added by a
full pressure of steam above, a blow
equivalent to a weight of ninety-one
tons can be given by it with as much
control as child may exercise over a
toy mallet. The Imperial party occu-
pied specially-erected platform to wit
ness the welding of the trunnion coil
Of a thirty-eight-ton gun. The Caro-
witch last year witnessed a similar pro-
cess with the trunnion coil Of a thirty
ive-ton gun. The massive door of the
furnace was raised, and in fire terrible
from the ferceness of its golden glow
stood the white hot cola cylinder
weighing twenty-three tons and half.
This trunnion coil consists of two thick
nesses of bar iron, coiled one upon the
other, and the work of the steam ham
mer was to weld them into a homogen-
eous cylindrical mass. The powerful
crane was set it motion, and the swarthy
smiths sprung to the beautifully adjust
ed machinery by which the fiery mass
was seized By giant tongs, swung glow
ing and kissing out of the fire, and plac-
ed under the hammer. Blasts of hot air
rushed across towards the spectators, but
the vast size of the building rendered
eye protectors unnecessary. The coil,
it is needless to say, was welded effect
ually-the very floor, although its foun.
dations are on a rock, vibrating with the
tremendous blows The force welded
by but dozen men at the lever of the
crane was astounding; yet the hammer
was subject to a steam power more form
| idable than itself In their anxiety to
see the next process the visitors passed
hurriedly through the heavy turnery
sighting room, where they might have
seen thick slabs of metal peeled off the
partly built guns, as apples are peeled
by desert knife. The party, without
bestowing more than passing glance al
the great guns on the lathes, went into
| the open air to witness the shrinking on
of the breech coil of thirty-five tor
gun. Lying side by side, smiling ir
their new polish, lay a remarkable col
lection of guns ready for use. The
largest cannon was the famous thirty.
eight ton gun, the largest yet completed
| The Woolwick Infants (thirty-fve tons


were an interesting family of four; o.
twenty-five ton guns there were twenty
five; and twenty of eighteen tons. AT
ter these frightful engines of destruction
no one troubled himself with the small
er cannon, whose name was legion"
Year: 1874

There is a popular delusion that a
three-days storm is inevitable when the
sun crosses the line in the latter part of
March and September, and the unsettled
state of the weather at this period,
which usually eliminates in showers of
some duration, is always spoken of as
the equinoctial storm.


According to Prof. Loomis, of Yale
College, however, the equinox has very
little to do with storms, and excepting
that the weather is generally unsettled
by the changes which are taking pla ce
in the atmosphere, there is no more like
ihood of storm upon the day the sun
crosses the line than upon any other of
the year.


So much for one of the popular theo-
ries, which, like our popular supersti-
tions, obtain a stronger hold upon the
public mind than the strongest facts. In
the light of this truth, it is not difficult
to account for the length of time, cen
turies perhaps, which it takes to discover
a popular error or establish scientific
truth; nor can we measure our indebted
ness to those men who devote their lives
to discovering facts in nature and art,
and establishing them upon a scientific
that is, real and knowable-basis
For it must be remembered that these
men are always in a minority; the mass
of mankind are content to take the
world as they find it, with all its errors
all its superstitions, all its prejudices
and feel no gratitude to those who dis
them
Year: 1874

A writer says: "Southern towns there
are in existence that are as untouched by
the hand of to-day as though they we're
buried deeper than Pompeii of old.
They are buried to all modern interests
and purposes. Not breath of air breath
ed by live, active men and women ever
reaches them; not ripple of the great
wave called progress ever touched their
shores; they have few books, and any,
thing they see in the newspapers beyond
the market, the crops and their side in
politics has no meaning for them. Yet
they have gentlemen and gentlewomen
in their midst, full of quaint, oldfash-
ioned dignity, and surrounded by an
aroma of good breeding not unlike in
quality to the odor of dried rose leaves;
they have few young men and girls
growing up in their mothers footsteps,
young people lacking the full measure Of
what society to-day reckon as thorough
bred, assured beau or belle; but often
their youths are honest and simple heart
ed even at twenty-five, and the girls
why, they grow up, and bud and blossom
into a modest, sweet beauty, have theil
day Of triumph and conquest, and settle
down to be the wife of some country
squire, and mother of children, whom
they will train to grow exactly az they
were trained.
Year: 1874

4 man living on Main street, not over
thousand yards from the Courthouse,
whose name our reporter, after dill
gent search in the directory, had not
found, but which is supposed to be Snooz-
er, went home last evening filled up to
the collar with benzine. Feeling rather
warm for the season" Mr.. Snoozer took
of his coat and boots, put on his slip
pers, and getting the garden hose went
out to sprinkle the street, SO as TO make
things cool around there. Now, it takes
a quick, dis corning, calculating eye and
a steady hand to properly manipulate a
hose in the day time. At night the diff
fculties are multiplied. But Mr.. Snooz-
er's mind was simply on the subject of
sprinkling. He gave the hydrant wrench
several twists, and had on full head.
After few erackles and spirits, steady
stream was let fly right on the boots and
white linen pants of man with a red
rosebud on the left lapel of his coat, who
was coming up from call on Fourth
street. The man stopped suddenly in
surprise, and Snoozer, noticing the mis-
hap, in the true spirit Of thorough bred
gentleman, advanced 10 render an apollo
gy, when the nozzle vas turned a quart
er of an inch to the larboard, and poured
in stream right against the strangers s
immaculate bosom. The latter might
have got red hot at this treatment, and
shown fight, were it not impossible to
do so under the cooling influences
brought to bear, and to avoid further dis
aster, the rosebud and linen pants popp-
ed around the corner into an alley.


Mr. Snoozer was then proceeding
quietly TO cool off the bricks of the pave
ment, when a gentleman with two ladies,
two shawls and one sore boil on his arm
walked up from a Vine street beer gar
den. To prevent another catastrophe,
the hoseman turned the squirting ap-
paratus toward the open street, without
the least intention of pouring about four
gallons of Ohio River water down the
odCho Vi d 4eios anu SoiitAOhlah " ho "CiS
riding by in tilted top buggy. The
gentleman, in words usually expressed
in print in dashes, told of his displeasure
uttered threats against Snoozer's life
Mr.. Snoozer said it was purely accident
al-that he was willing to take it all
back-that there was no sense in crying
over spilled water. While thus engaged
in an explanation, he was perfectly obi
| vious of the nozzle in his hand. He was
as innocent as an unborn baby of know.
ing that a stream, running at the rate o


forty knots an hour, was sailing through
the open window of a second story bed
room in the adjoining house, where {
man and his wife were sleepingr HI
never dreamed of such thing until fe
male shrieks were heard and man il


white raiment appeared at the window
and fired off seven shots from a revolver
Then Mr.. Snoozer thought he would
shut off steam. But he had mislaid the
wrench. He, however, kept the gather
ing mob at bay until his wife rushed out
hauled him into the house, and pervent
ed riot and bloodshed. No arrests
| G;n Co,,mez-ciny
Year: 1874

One of the most remarkable escapes
ever made was made by M. de Chateau
brun during the reign of terror in
Paris He was sent to execution with
twenty other prisoners; but after the fif-
teenth head had fallen the guillotine got
out of order, and workman was sent
for to repair it. The six remaining vic
tictims were left standing in front of the
machine with their hands tied behind
them. A French crowd is very curious,
and the people kept pressing forward to
see the man arranging the gullotime.
BY degrees NJ de Chateaubrun, who
was to the rear of his companions, found
himself in the front line of the specta-
tors, then in the second, and finally we'll
behind those who had come to see his
head cut off. Before the man could get
the guillotine in working order night
began to fall, and NJ. de Chateaubrun
slipped away. When in the Champs
Elysees he told man that wag had
tied his hands and robbed him of his
hat, and this simple individual cut him
free. A few days later M. de Chateau
brun escaped from France.
Year: 1874

A FUNDAMENTAL LAw.-We sup
pose it il come to be universally ac-
knowledged that, after a steady and per
sistent trial for some thousands Of years,
there is no way to get living except to
work for it. The condition may seem
to be a hard one even to the philosopher
who believes, or persuades other people
to believe, that labor, in the ordinary ac-
ceptatiOn of the term, is a blessing in
disguise; but there it y, and We must
make the best Of il. True; there are ma
ny who, despising this fundamental Law
of our being, exert their ingenuity tO
evade its conditions, by endeavoring to
somehow live by their wits, as the say
ing is; but as that kind Of living usually
begets as many pains and as much toll,
after their kind, as fall to the lot Of
plodding industry, after all it comes 70
about the same thing In the end. Pity
it is that this condition cannot be inn
pressed upon the multitude Of deluded
people who are constantly crowding from
the country into the great cities, ~ ifun-
der the hallucination that all they have
to do to snake their fortune" is simply
to HE hither and pick it up, and that
the majority of the deniEens Of New
York, and Philadelphia, and Boston, etc,
must be gentlemen Of elegant leisure
who like the lillies Of the field, "toil not,
neither do they spin" yet are arrayed in
/ purple and fine linen.-Ex.
Year: 1874

MAsTs OF IRoN.-At the Delaware
river Iron Shipbuilding and Engine
Works, Chester, Pa, the masts Of the
City Of Peking are now being finished.
These, three ia number, are Of iron, one
hundred and thirty-eight feet in length,
with a diameter from eight TO thirty-six
inches. They are formed Of heavy roll.
ed plate iron, and their construction in
work OF difficulty, patience and labor.
About fifty men are now engaged active
" in their completion, some Of whom are
obliged TO work on the inside. When
we state that there is barely room for q
man inside, and his progrc stlrough tha
iron tunnel IL analogous to ascending q
tight chimney, with all the advantages
in favor Of the sweep, inasmuch as che
latter can keep his head perpendicular.
while the workers must lie horizontally
and that, although sheds are erected oy-
er the masss, water poured ON to keep
them cool, and air introduced by pipes


the men cannot remain I'm their iron
prison house more than fifteen minnteai
all can realize the statement made re-
Gently by one present, that "this IL worse
than working in the caissons Of the
bridge over East river, New York city
Year: 1874

Canada appears to be afflicted with at
least one of the troubles which beset this
country. The Canadian Nation says
"One of the easiest things in the world il
to obtain signatures to a petition for any
conceivable object under the sun. There
is an infection in subscribing names, ex'
cept where il also involves a monetary
liability, from which few people escape
For one person who signs because he hai
strong feeling that the thing petition
ed for is right, it may be safely said that
ten sign for no better reason than tha
everybody else has signed.
Year: 1874

An editor, who speaks with the air Of n
man who has discovered new fact by
experience, rays that the way TO pre-
vent bleeding at the nose il to keep your
nose out of other peoples business.
Year: 1874

ne held her hand one minute in his own.
Mulmured, through parted lips, God help


You, sweet"
Left her alone: and in her vacant place
The twilight stole with soft and noiseless feet.
He passed away through dewy garden paths,
Flooded with waves OF moonlight, W eird and


White.
-And mystic scent of leaf-veed lilac bloom
Waiting its incense 10 the soul Of night
Between the setting and the rising SUM-
AdrifT her spirit wandered till the day
Woke the new story OF life begun
Out OF the grave of one that slipped away.
A twilight life, of gentle thought and deed
Of selfish purpose and reliant PRAYER;
A spirit moving in the misty light
OF springtide perfume on the evening air.
Standing alone, her life was doubly blest
BY this dead love, and love of sorrow born ;
Till tender death sang all her soul to rest,
And merged spring twilight in the summer