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THE SPEAKEK AT HOME. B. at Reed's Great Me. Speech Vigorous Defense of »H 8 Enforcement At the Honito Ilules-Telllng Afral«nment of Uallot frauds and Inexcusable llourbon Filibustering Me., Sept. B.—Speaker was welcomed homo last evening u y a crowd of 3,000, who packed the city hall half an hour before the timo he •was advertised to speak. Mr. Reed, -who entered on the arm of Mayor Molchor, was greeted with a storm'of cheers and a waving of hats. State Representative John H, Fogg presided and presented Speaker Rood, who advanced to the front of the platform and was received with prolonged applause, the audience rising in a body to welcome tho distinguished speaker. Mr. Rood said: "Parties have their years of depression and their years of exaltation just as individuals have their moments of depression and of good cheer. Parties have periods when they do great work and periods when they soom to have no other hope than the mere preservation of existence. Since 1874, when the Republican party flrst faltered in its great duty of preserving liberty and equality before the law for all citizens of the United States, a Republican House of Representatives has been rare. This has not been because there is no longer a Republican majority, but because by frauds too apparent to bo denied, by ballot-box stuffing too notorious to bo disputed, twenty-five seats in the House havo been wrested from us under the open, defiant declaration that the Southern Democratic white man isnotonly to i-ulo tho black man of tho South, but the •white man of tho North. Two years ago, under tho tremendous stress caused by the.battle set in array by the free- traders, the Republican party triumphed so signally that even the cohorts of fraud were routed, and, after a few ineffectual struggles to count us •out, we had the House by the small majority of five instead of our real majority of twenty-five. Long before Congress assembled the air' had been Tesonant with the hopes and threats of tho minority, with declarations that they were to rule in utter disregard of the will of tho people of the United States. At the very worst, no measure should pass which did not have the sanction of their high approval. If any man here thinks they reckoned without their host, that they had no foundation on which to build their hopes and their •throats he knows little of the deep- laid schemes of many years to render the Republicans powerless whenever they should get control. For years rule has been piled upon rule and de- •cision upon decision to render legislation dependent upon the suffrance of •the minority. Filibustering lurked in .every line. The power of. obstruction was without limit. You will naturally .ask why it was that those who most of the timo had the majority should so strengthen the minority. If you will consider the nature of the two parties the •cause can not escape you. Tho Democratic party wants no legislation. It is not charged with the progress of the world. All the Southern men who control tho party want or ask for it is to be left alone. When the Republican party comes into power it has work to fto. If that action can be prevented what more .should the Southern Democracy desire? Henoe all their plans, whether in power or out of power, are centered in obstruction. "Now, the House of Representatives is not a body cjuick to do business under any set of rules. Its large numbers and the diverse interests they represent will always make it slow and cumbersome. But a system which enabled one member to hold the whole House at bay until tho going dofrn of the sun, and then to hold it until physical exhaustion set it free, and one-fifth to hold it forever, was evidently a system which rendered elections useless and oalled a halt to civilization itself. Of what use was it to summon into the field an army of orators to explain the questions of party policy? Of what use was it that the great throng of journals .set themselves to explain to the people the need of the hour? Of what use was an election itself, that grand culmination of the power of the citizen, if after all nothing could be done without the sanction of the beaten party? What statesman could there be so foolish as to battle for power with responsibility when he could have the Same power without responsibility? What kind of a fight is that to go into where tho victim will be victorious and the •conqueror powerless? Says the Koran: •D0st thou think, O man, that we created the heavens and the earth in jest?' Are elections a farce and is government by the people a juggle? Do we marshal our tens of millions to the polls for sport? If there be any thing in popular government it means that whenever the people have elected one •party to take control of tho House or Senate, that party shall have both the power and the responsibility. If that is not the effect what is the use of the •(election? It was with far other ideas of public duty that the minority met us at iiho opening of the session. .Not only were no measures to pass which did not have their approval, but no rules even of procedure were to be permitted except those which seemed suitable to the beaten party. So we begin life without any rules. The constitution s»ys: The House may determine the rules of its procedure,' and does not say that it must. After two months' time the opposition found that under the parliamentary law which bad been bwilt up by the American people in consonance with tneir institutions the public business was going on every day without their consent, and they began to clamor for the very rules they bad denounced- I need not describe to you the scenes of disorder which were preliminary to the "Will you,* ray old Mends and neighbors, permit me just one word which is fMiroly personal: Any timo these last eight months I have been the subject of much indiscriminate praise and blame. The ond is Just as much deserved as the *ther. Great events do not turn upon one man. The House of Representatives was ready and ripe for change, and the people stood ready to approve. What all the world wanted was easy to do. I am not greatly proud to be the Speaker of the House, but I am proud with all my heart to be one of that magnificent majority of the House of Representatives of the Fifty-first Congress, which for nine long months has never for one moment faltered in its duty. When wo cleared the decks for action there was plenty of work to do, and we have done it to the full measure of satisfaction. "Wo have achieved all that the Republican party promised, and more. Most platforms are but glittering generalities, good enough for the campaign, but our last platform has been treated by the House of Representatives like a deed of trust. Wo promised the people that the tariff should have fair and exhaustive treatment, that the principle of protection should have full recognition, and, in three important bills, we have kept the promise to the hope. By the administrative bill a wise and discriminating effort has boon made to secure to our manufacturers and merchants the complete benefit of the rates of duty imposed by law. By virtuo of that bill we hope we have made valuations and duties aliko in all ports. Two years ago the Democrats in the House admitted that, owing to the change in the methods of manufacturers the whole woolen industry was tottering to a fall unless woolens and worsteds were put upon a footing of equality. Nevertheless, for the purpose of adding to the votes of the Mills bill, which could never pass, they sacrificed the woolen industry, which needed immediate attention. Without delay and without waiting to strengthen their own tariff bill by the support of the worsted men, Major McKinley and Governor Dingley pushed through the measure of justice which has rescued so many of our woolen mills from disaster and ruin. But these bills, useful as they are, were but the forerunners of that tariff bill over which the Senate are now pouring the multitudinous waves of oratory. The McKinley bill was not made in the closet, was not the product of one man who tried to know every thing. If any' tariff bill was ever the result of the beliefs of the whole people of the United States the McKinley bill was that bill. "Another great achievement of the House of Representatives is the silver bill. It was necessary to provide such increase of currency as would supply the loss of circulation of National banks, such increase, too, as would provide a growing people the money they needed for more prosperous business. The mining camps, the great pioneers of civilization in the far West, deserved also all the encouragement they could have consistent with sound currency and genuine bi-metallism. On that subject the Republican's had promised that all the silver dollars should be furnished, which would be kept equal with gold. Such a bill, .fulfilling that promise to the uttermost, now adorns our statute books as a tribute to the wise conservatism of the Republican majority of the House. Already silver seems to be climbing to par \vith safety to all the interests of the country. "There was also another promise to be kept, made long ago and often renewed. For years the Republican party have declared most righteously that there could not be in a Republic a duty more sacred than the duty of upholding the right of every citizen to participate in government. Who has forgotten the ringing words of that groat soldier, so soon to lie among theunforgotten brave on the heights of Arlington: "The people have made up their minds that they will have a loyal government and an honest ballot and a fair count," The House of Representatives, true to its duty, has passed a bill which, when it becomes a law, will give to the people of the United States the suffrages of millions. It will enable votes to be cast and to be counted as cast. "What an enormous hubbub has been raised about that simple bill. There has been nothing like it since Walter Scott described the uprising of the virtuous people of Alsatia on the approach of a sheriff. What is .this bill on which so many interesting epithets have been laid? It is a simple proposition to have United States Supervisors to see that United States elections of United States officers • shall be honestly conducted; that all honest votes shall be cast and honestly counted as oast. If there be any man in this country who opposes this bill there will not be many years before he will look like those who proclaimed the divine origin of slavery. That the Democrats now denounce with violent epithets a Republican measure is no new fact in their history. So persecuted they the saints. When Abraham Lincoln proclaimed that this land could not be permanently half free and half slave, the Democracy of my younger days all declared that he said so because he wanted his sister to marry a negro. So when the Republicans of our day proclaim that in a Republic one million of voters can never be permanently disfranchised the Democrat of our day shouts 'Negro domination' and "The Speaker next referred to the opening of Oklahoma and the admission of new SUtos. He cited further as creditable legislation of this Congress the measure to relieve the stress on the Supreme Court, also the bankruptcy bill, the meat inspection bill ^nd the lard bill. Every bill presented by or- gaqiaed labor had been passed, and State control dyer license hold been preserved by action of the House after the package decision. The mails had been closed to lotteries, and before the end of this Congress the Speaker expected the passage of the tqnnage bill. I Then Mr. Reed continued; "Every establishment of sound business prin- finch of our progress has been contested ciples in the House. It is enough to. by the opposition* &iabw»y robbery of say tb»t the good work was done aud j time has been abolished} petty larceny tae House of Kepre8ejjt«.$i?«i has taken J h^s sot. Oaly a siroajk stride toward t»«sJ,8iB!H *nd the j a ent* " - -'"-'-*"--***le two months and a hatf in orgftniy/uioTV- in the preliminary struggles to settle the right of tho majority to control, ami in determining the rules of tho House proceedings. Wo werfe forced to spend more timo on contested elections. Our loss of timo from feontested elections will not be less than twenty days. One other cause of tho loss of time will be a surprise perhaps to the community at largo. No man would regret more than 1 to be thought wantirig in all proper respect, for the dead and all proper reverence for departed comrades and for the feelings of surviving friends, yet the method by which tho House shows this respect and pays this reverence is very costly to the Nation. Since tho election of the present House ten members havo died and one Senator. Among them havo been the most famous men of tho House, William D. Kclley, the great champion of protection; Samuel J. Randall, heart of oak and will of iron, the strongest force in half a century, and Samuel Sullivan Cox, at once brilliant and laborious. When we havo paid due reverence and spoken proper eulogy over these and their companions not leas than twenty-one working days v/ill have to he counted. This means an almost entire month of time. When John Bright died the English House thought it could best- honor his memory by going on with tho business of the country. These losses which 1 have enumerated could not perhaps be helped ] without greater reforms- than can be hoped for in many years. But what, is about'to be described could be avoided by cither the commonest patriotism or a healthy public sentiment in tho House. It ought to be known all ovor tho United States that with 380 members it takes twenty-five minutes to make a roll call. Whenever the yeas and nays are ordered it means a loss of half an hour. Now, the session of the House two years ago lasted one month and a half longer than the present session thus far. Dur- insf that session of two years ago there were 326 roll-calls, of which eighty-six were recorded during the long filibuster against the direct tax bill, leaving but 140 which were seemingly legitimate. I say these 140 wore seemingly legitimate, for I have no doubt that 100 would have fully complied with the demands of tho constitution. One hundred roll-calls would have been more than ample for all proper purposes for the whole of this session. And yet we have had 400. Three hundred of these have been utterly useless, mere %vanton waste. A legislative day, exclusive of the reading o f the journal, is a scant five hours. Three hundred roll-calls, then, mean twenty-five legislative days. Think of twenty-five legislative days wasted in mere useless calling over names, and all done to waste the time with the public business unfinished. "But in closing what I have had to say it would not bo just to rest tho claims of the House upon even the catalogue of its great deeds. What the House has shown the country that any House can do is worth a prince's ransom. Henceforth promise can not be excused except by performance. Henceforth measures can not be lost and nobody know what has become of them. Party responsibility has begun, and with it also the responsibility of the people, for they can no longer elect a Democratic House and hope that the minority will neutralize their action, or a Republican House without being sure that it will keep its pledges. If we have broken the precedents of an hundred years,, we have sot the precedents of another hundred years, nobler than tho last, wherein responsibility will waiton power, and wherein the people, with full knowledge that their servants can act, will choose those who will worthily carry o.ut their will." FAMOUS LONDON FOGS. Long Continued Ferloils of Gloom and Their Effect on th« Death Rate. Early in February, 1880, a dense fog hung over London. The long-continued and intense gloom, accompanied by cold, largely increased the mortality, and whereas the death rate for the week ending January 24 was 27.1 in 1,000, that for the week ending February 7 had risen to the enormous iiguro of 48.1 in 1,000. The total deaths in London for the latter week were, in fact, 8,276, which was 1,057 above the average for the time of year, while of these 1,557 were due to diseases of the respiratory organs, which number was again 1,118 abo^ve the average. While, doubtless, some portion of the deaths was duo to tho increased cold, it is pretty clear thai the number to be attributed to this cause was only small, from the fact that, while the death rate in this foggy week in London rose to 48.1, the death rate for the same week in nineteen provin cial towns, where an equal cold prevailed, but no fog, was only 36.8. Again in the foggy %voek of December, 1878, the deaths in London were more than 700 above the average; and though some of these no doubt were due to causes arising indirectly out of the state of tho atmosphere, such as accidents, the great majority must be ascribed to the actual vitiation of the air. On De cember 10, during a great part of the day. "it was not possible to see across a narrow street, and in the evening a choking sensation [not, alas! a very uncommon thing!] was felt in breathing Of three young men who were out together in the evening of the worst fog t two immediately fell ill from Its effects and died, and the third had a sharp attack of illness. Thousands of people were thrown so much out of health th»t they did not not recover for some weeks," ("London Fogs," by Hon. K. Russell, P. M. S.) And, to complete the tragedy, many of the fat cattle exhibited at the Great Show at Islington actu ally died then and there of suffocation Mr. Leigh, formerly medical officer for Manchester, in a report to the corpora tiou of that city, gives us the solid am gaseous constituents of ordinary coa smoke tabulated a.9 follows: Solid con stituents—black fuliginous matter salts of ammonia, bituminous or tarry matter; gaseous constituents—carbpni qxide, carbureted hydrogen, sulph,uret- ed bydrojen A carbonic acid, W»lph« §sld. Of tbj$$, th$ fl M t» pr bJi^ full PITH AND POINT, Novorpay—"Have you completed suit that I ordered?" Finklestein— "No, I haff not yet cut de clot', but I haft your pill already made out."—Chicago Post. ''-""I hato him!—1 hate him as I do poison!" "Then why do you have him tisit you?" "Well," I'll tell you, but you must not betray mo. My wife does tny cooking, and I want to ruin his digestion."—Harper's Bazar. : -'-First Messenger Boy—"I say, yer there, wat fur yer runnln' down the street just now?" Second Messenger Boy—"Ah, corn-off. Some bloke guv me a push an' started me a runnin' an' 1 wuz too laxy tp stop. See?" ' —When a man has two cigars, a good one and one intolerably bad, and he gives away the former and smokes the stoga himself, that man comes about as near Christian perfection as it is possible for a man to get.—Boston Transcript. —"I s«e by the newspapers," remarked Mra. Bunting, "that a petrified jaw two feet long has boon found in California." "Why, you never told mo that ^your ancestors came from that part of the country," replied her husband.— Figaro —Lawyer (to Burglar)—"Don't take all I have. It's ruin." Burglar—"Well, '11 tell you what I'll do, pard. I won't .ivvy now, but if I get snagged by the )ollco I'll lot you defend me and go you lalves if you get me off. See?"—Pittsburgh Dispatch. —Mrs. Higgins—(to her star boarder) — "Won't you try the chicken, Mr. tfcJunkin?'' Mc.Tunkin—(passing it to lis neighbor)—"Thanks, no; but the fudge here is the man to do that." Mrs. Higgins—"Why?" McJunkin— He's used to trying tough characters, 'ou know."—Inter Ocean. No Responsibility.—"So you are married, Jack?" "I am, Jim." "I lope you considered the matter well. It is a serious matter assuming the responsibilities involved in marriage." You're wrong, my friend. I have no responsibility at all now. My wife's the boss."—Boston Courier. —"I'd like to ask you how you killed ;his chicken," said the homeless young man to his landlady. "Why, the girl ut its head off, of course." "With a latchot?" "To bo sure; you seem unaccountably interested." "No, but I would like to know where you buy your hatchets."—Washington Post. —Softpate—"I don't fawncy the style of sports in vogue just now. Think ;hey're wather dull, you know. Just think of the good old days when they used to hunt the stag, and the boar, and all that sort of thing." Miss Sharpe —"Hunt the bore? Ah, yes! What a sity you did not live in those days!"— America. —Uncle John—"It pains nae, Charles, to hear you forever saying what great things you are going to do next week, next month, or next year. Why don't you try and do something now? There is no time like the present" Charles— 'And it is for that reason, Uncle John, ;hat I mean to enjoy it all I can." —Whiflers—"Narrow escape Bliffers had yesterday, wasn't it?" Miffers— I.didn't hear of it." Whiffers—"Why, that bore, De Gabble, button-holed him on the street and began tellin'g him all about that first baby of his; but fortunately just as he got started a runaway se dashed into them a'nd Bliffers was killed."—Good News. —Anxious Mother—"I want an order to send my daughter to an insane asylum for treatment. She is going to marry a man thirty years older than herself." Judge—"Why, madam, girl's marry men every day, and are not considered insane." Anxious Mother— "Yes, but the old man my daughter wants to marry is poor."—N. Y. Weekly. Queer Chinese Sisterhoods. There exists in the Canton province of China different kinds of sisterhoods, such as "AllPure" sisterhood, "Never- to-be-married" sisterhoods, etc. Each sisterhood consists of about ten young maidens, who have sworn vows to Heaven never to get married, and they regard marriage as something horrid, believing that their married lives would be miserable and unholy. A sad case lately' happened. A band of young maidens ended their existence in this world by drowning in the Dragon river because one of them was to be forced by her parents to bo married. She was engaged in her childhood before she joined this, sisterhood. When the preparations for the marriage were completed she reported the matter to the sisterhood And they all agreed to drown themselves, which they did.—Chicago Her-* aid. THE BATTLE FIELD. THE TWO OLD You don't quite remember? Ah! modest old fallow! Eh? Yos, we are gray and a little bit mellow; But If from the shade of yon she 1 it-ring thicket Should creep forth the enemy's vigilant picket, We'd prick up our ears, and we'd ram down the cartridge, . And «cnnt puuin (hat's different from squirrels nn<l partridge. Old follow! Think!—Ayo, now you've hit it—there/tflrf "been sornn lighting," Old boy, where tho hall-storm of bullets was blighting And deadly. One half of the company shot there, All heroes, whoso blood has made sacred the spot there. Ah! now you remember. Yes, Death was de- lijjhtod. (He'd held a rccopllon, and we'd been Invited, Old fellow!) We rested Dint nlpht on the Hold, in ourplaccs; The moonbeams Beamed trying to hiss the dond fncns That lay there; while slowly I called the roll, Riving The mimes of the dead with the names of Iho And when I culled yours a strange feeling cnmc o'er mo; I drcncUul to look at the thinned ranks before mo, Oli! fellow! I culled you— no answer! But who was that ci!iwlin<r Across the lorn earth where the shot had been He Had Mastered Jflg MeisterHchaft. "Who was that gentleman I just saw you talking with so earnestly?" "Ob, that was the exiled Nihilist, Mr. At-ohoo-at-cbow-at-chee-at-chiski!" "Why, what a frightful cold you have!" "Not at all; not at all. I was merely giving you the exact pronounciation ol the gentleman's name. It's sneezy enough when you have learned how."-— Judge. A. Public Ueiiefaotor. IJiacls— "What a distinguished-looking man that is, White. Whita—yes; through his direct instrumentality vast numbers of his fellow beings have been raised to a highet level. don't say 1 A preacher, 1 "He's Jicre! ' answered some one, nn'd up you dime, dragging Your poor, woumled limb; Tor you wouldn't be hisPilns At roll-call ! 'Tin present,' 1 you answered, and sunk there, The truest of all true heroes in rank there, Old fellow I "I cared for you?" Bless your old buttons don't say it I I owe you much more, but I never can pay it. For we two were messmates. Eh! Yes, 'lis warm weather, And tears come from dust and tobacco together ! Come, let us go tn. Hark! the children are singing— Our grandchildren!— Time has teen swift in his winging, Old fellow ! — J. C. Macy, in N. B. Magazine. Oh, no! He runs the elevator in the Produce Exchange Tower -Munsey's Weekly. WEEPING LITTLE LOU. to Italian journals, the 18, St. Peter's Cathedral, In Bopae, is cracking in ft ^me what serious manner, A similar state of things was discovered abput one hundred years ago, was remedied by encircling the t, strong band o.( metal- Tbis heated, and its contraction on found to be sufftolent to the fissures. The of electricity if a b» triti A Touching Incident In the Panorama of tho Great Rebellion. It was in January, 1863, tho wind mingled with rain and sleet, swept mournfully through the forest of cedars that bordered Stone river. The rotids, called pikes down there, deep-seamed and furrowed by the wheels of heavy army wagons, wore soft or sticky with tough clay and almost impassable, yet artillery was moving to the front, cavalry and infantry soldiers hurrying forward silently, but with a stern purpose, to check the expected attack on our left. Not a camp-fire cheered the dismal surroundings, not a bugle note or a loud word of command, for Rosocrans was quietly massing his forces on tho loft center to mow, down without mercy the thousands who were soon to fall a sacrifice in tho dreadful harvest of battle. Long rows of dead, side by side, lay alongside tho pike for identification, .1 sad commentary of the axiom that tho bullet is no respecter of persons and a mournful illustration of the soldiers un- knelled fate. Nor -.vero these all. Alone, forgotten, with no soft hand to smooth his war-worn brow, or breathe a prayer for his gallant soul, hundreds of miles from tho proud, loving 1 circle of his home, in the dense cedars of that bloody battlefield lay many a soldier dead or dying- for the cause he gave his life to win—the splendid flag he died to save from dishonor. Elsewhere, across the field of the still unburied dead, from their rain-sodden, muddy-trenches, the shivering sharpshooters kept up a desultory firing that boded no good to any rash enough to expose his person to their aim. No fires to warm, no rations, hut dry Hold corn. Men slept wrapped in wet blankets, in the cold, clinging clay, while their leaden hearts were as gloomy as the leaden skies above. Off near another pike, and out far from the scene where the glorious Phil Sheridan's division saved from utter ruin the panic-strickon veterans of that grand army, stood a small house, used as a temporary refuge for the wounded, marred and splintered with bullets and shell, one cannon ball having plowed over the floor, spattering the room with its red work of destruction, it was scarcely the place to find an old woman and a little girl eight years of age. She was standing by the house with an ofll- cer. He found her sobbing as if her heart would break. Her father, like many others in that region, had fled to the Confederate side with his rifle as soon ns our army drew near. A prisoner had told her that her father lay dead between our pickets and the enemy, and indicated to her quite plainly just about where he fell on the skirmish line. She was sobbing and pleading to go to him. In vain tho officer warned her she could not pass the lines—or, if she did, the danger of being shot, but she cried she must go find her father; that her mamma was dead, and papa had mamma's picture with him, and if she d'id not go and get it some one would steal it, The officer, deeply affected by the poor little creature's distress, hurried away Irom the spot. Then might have been seen a strange thing. With a little old faded shawl about her wan-pinched face, her cold, stocking-less feet in wet, mud-covered shoes, flitting from tree to tree through the dark cedar aisles to the front of the line, this little ghastly spirit sped along on her mission of love. On past the trenches, while .the spinning bullets whirled and sung above her hea,d, she soon revealed herself to the opposing sharpshooters, but was she safe? Safer Not in the halls of wealth, in the guard} ea thoroughfare of the most peaceful sttot on earth was ever 9, child safer and freer from danger than that --poor little orphan of war, as with, anxious look and h»»ty ttead she peered about among the clay-disfigured fftjses tor the fe,»t- ures of her dea,d father. Like the lu.ll before a .sterna the ri oe^sejj tb,eir wicked orftclc, ftsd J know that njany a powder-blackefted face was streaked with a ijot and wa- checked tear, when at last they saw, tbj$ Mttie waid listen i, 0 W e body $^| ~ - to raise it to A sitting posture* And th«n mw the gentle, tender motion of,a child* Ish hand wlfie the coafSe stftlnS from tho dying, soldier's face, saw her place A canteen to his feverish lips, sato 1 hint fold her to his heart and then fall back to earth, saw her stoop and kiss the silent lips, and taking something from ' his hand, silently drew back to tho sheltering cedar grove once more, Tho soldiers called her''Little Ldu," but, like the scones and even'ts of those trying nnd soul-thrilling days, she too lives, but in the memory of the past—a faint, fantastic mith in the panorama of the groat rebellion.—Major R. W.'Hub* bell, in American Tribune. A "REBELT "PARROT. How It Saved .Juflnh p. Itenjatnln Prom , Being Cuptnred. General Forney, of Alabama, told a ?ood story of tho war, not long ago, in a cloak-room of tho House oE Representatives. He hoard it from the lips of a Confederate officer, who got it direct from Judah P. Hen jam in, the Confederate Secretary of State. Jefferson Davis and his cabinet wore at some little town in Western North Carolina, on their way to Texas, after Lee's surrender, when they heard of the assassination of Abrahain Lincoln. The news appalled them. A council of war was held. All felt that tho indignation^ of the North over Lincoln's death Would"' 1)0 so great that summary vengeance would be wreaked upon any members of the Confederate Cabinet who were captured. Benjamin struck out for himself. He tried to make his way to the seacoast and tuke his chances of escaping to Europe. He bad little money. At first lie was assisted by members of his own religious faith, but in time his supplies ran out and he had any thing but a pleasant experience. He understood that there was a large reward offered for his arrest. Tho country was scoured by Federal cavalry and several times he narrowly escaped capture. He finally reached the boundary of Florida and Georgia. It was unsafe for him to apply at plantations for shelter. He slept in thickets and wherever he thought it would be safe. One night, hungry and footsore, he went to sleep upon a bed of pine needles in a scrub of saw palmettos. Soon after daylight ho awoke. A sharp falsetto voice shouted: "Hurrah for Jeff!" It startled him. At flrst ho thought that it came from some .Yankee trooper on his trail, and trying to lure hini out. Tho mocking-birds were singing in the pine trees above the palmettos, and finches were twittering in the tops. Occasionally a cardinal groesbeak flew over him. All the time, however, ho heard the words: "Hurrah for Jeff!" uttered in the shrill falsetto tone. Atlast he ventured to raise his head and cautiously peer over the scrubby palmettos. Nobody was in sight. He raised himself to his full height, which was very short, and looked around him. "Hurrah for Jeff!" was repeated. He saw, a few yards away, a parrot sitting •«tpon the limb of a burned pine. He quickly concluded that the owner of tho bird could be trusted. He approached he parrot, which gazed at him with apparent interest, and then began to whistle "Away Down in Dixie." A moment afterwards the bird flow a hundred yards or more and again shouted: "Hurrah for Jeff!" Benjamin followed and soon arrived at a plantation in the edge of a hammock, shaded with live oaks. Its owner lived na large log house, with a cartway through the middle. The chimneys were built upon the outside qf the dwelling, and there was a row of negro quarters near by. A tall Cracker sat upon tho stoop dandling a half-naked boy upon his knee. Benjamin asked him if he owned the parrot. He replied that he did, and added: "That bird's a rale old rebel, like the rest of us." Thereupon Benjamin made himself kno.wn, and was treated with the utmost hospitality, More than that, the Cracker gave him a mule and saddle and after that he had no difficulty in making his way to the coast.—N. Y. Sun. -M He Took Thing* Literally. When General Sheridan was in command of the Military Department of the Northwest at Chicago — as the story goes — ho had, as a sort of door-tender and factotum at his office in the city, an Irish corporal whoso faithfulness was not to be questioned, but who bad a way, sometimes troublesome, of taking every thing exactly as it it was said, One day a gentleman called at the headquarters and asked: "Is the General to be seen to-day?" "Faix. I think he is that, sorr," said Corporal MichaeL "Then I will step in, if you please/' The Corporal bowed the visitor into the General's ante-room. -There was no sign of Sheridan, but the visitor thinking that he had stepped out for a moment, and would presently jtejfupn, sat down to wait , He waited half an hour our more, and then began to grow impatient. Finally he returned to the Corporal at the door, "See here, Corporal," sa.i4 hey ; "I thought you told me General Sheridan was to be seen!" "And so he is, sorr— at Washington}" said the Corporal, in » matter of, fact way.— Youth's Companion. J RANDOM SHOTS, : !j GBNEHAL GOBDON, who is once again prominent in the public eye, is a man pf fine physique, who looks "every inch » soldier. " He has a strong f a^e,, tp which a sop just below the left eye-^souvenir of Antietain— adds impressiveness, He is said to be the most popular of the surviving Confederate Qenerals. JUPGE CALVIN E. PBATT, of Brooklyn Stjfte Supreme, t seven days' Ya, The woupl tal $t $he time, enabled his* Wifi.. is said to have die* who p&eafte Qf wownded in several "