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Bfr. Newton is a hard -worked magistrate
who has the misfortune to preside over a
court the atmosphere of which is Saturated
with moral effluvia. It is therefore not to
be wondered at if occasionally his decisions
are such as to make men marvel who are
less habituated to the poisoned sir of Marl-
borough street. But even when we make
allowance for his vitiating environment, we
can see no excuse for the way in which he
dealt, yesterday, with the charge brought
against Miss Elizabeth Case, whose treat-
ment, judging solely from the reports in
the morning newspapers, both at the hands
of the policeman Enciacott, and the Police
Magistrate, Mr. Newton, seems to have
been simply abominable. Here are the
facts, taken from the report in the Standard:
On Tuesday night, at quarter -past" 8
o'clock, Miss Case, a modest looking, neatly
dressed youngwoman of 23, left her lodg-
ings in the neighborhood of Oxford street
to make some small purchases for herself.
Miss Case was forewoman in a large dress-
maker's establishment, near Oxford street.
She had been in her situation three weeks,
and during that time had never been out of
doors until the nightbefore last, when,
with her employer's assent, she went out
to buy some things. She walked along
Tottenham Court road and Oxford street,
and then round by Jay's mourning ware-
house in Regent street. On her return she
was making her way through the crowd,
when Police Constable Endacott took hold
of her arra. Startled beyond measure, she
asked him what he wanted. He replied by
accusing her of soliciting prostitution, and
forthwith ran her into the police station.
When the police constable was sworn he
declared that he saw Min (lase, in com-
pany with another woman, whom he did
not identify or produce, stop three gentle-
men in succession, the last of whom, the
constable said, complained in her hearing
that he had been stopped %tee times in the
streets since lie had left church, and that
he was glad she was in custody. That
gentleman was not produced, and no evil
dance whatever was tendered in support of
the constable's evidence. Three specific
offences were alleged to have been com-
mitted at three separate places with three
different men, but not one of these
men was produced in court. The whole
charge rested upon the unsupported oath of
one policeman. Then the lady' who " em-
ployed Miss Case entered the box. She
saidshe was the prisoner's employer. She
had a large establithment near Oxford
street, and the prisoner was her fore-
woman. (The rest of the evidence wequote
textually.) The policernan has been to my
house about it, and I consider that he made
an improper accusation against my fore-
woman. He said, "1 want to know where
your lodger is, as she has been walking the
streets for an improper purpose." I told
him she was not doing such a thing.
Mr. Newton—I think she was.
The employer—Oh, no; it is quite a mis-
take. She has never been out of my house
before.
Mr. Newton—She was out last night.
Stand down, if you please.
The employer --I say ahe was not out for
such a purpose.
Mr. Newton—I say yes.
The employer—I donot understand what
you mean.
Mr. Newton (addressing the prisoner)
said: Now, just you take my advice. If
you are a respectable girl, as you say you
are, don't walk Regent street and stop gen-
tlemen at 10 o'clock at night. If you do,
you will be surely fined or sent to prison,
after this caution I have gven you.
The prisoner left the "court with her
friends.
Now, here we have a Magistrate declar-
ing, on the unsupported testimony of one
police constable, that a modest -looking
young girl, whose employer gave a perfectly
good account of her presence in Regent
street at that time, was a prostitute plying
for hire. It seems to be enough for Mr.
Newton that a young woman is in Regent
street at half -past 9 at night for him to
believe any statement made by a policeman
as to her misconduct. This is a monstrous
ruling, against which we cannot too strongly
protest. Regent street after half -past 9 is
practically set apart for prostitutes, and
all decent girls who have to pass through it
if they stop a man, even to ask their way,
are -to befined or sent to prison. The mat-
ter cannot stophere. Sir Charles Warren
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will do well to nstitute a searching inquiry
into the conduct of the ConstableEndacott.
If Miss Case had her companion with her,
and she can swear to the facts, proceedings
ought to be instituted for perjury without
delay. It is intolerable that the liberty
and character of every decent woman
who passes through Regent street at night
is to be at the mercy of every police con-
stable on the beat. But this is the s actual
result of Mr. Newton's decision—a decision
which that gentleman must look back upon
to -day with grave regret.—,Pall Mall Gazette.
The Age of the Earth.
In boring a well on the farm of Mrs.
Sarah Williams, some five aniks south of
Colusa, J. C. Frazier, who has the farm
rented, struck a piece of wood at a depth of
170 feet. The wood brought up by the
auger was in an excellent state of preserve-
s, tion and was pronounced "all oak." The
place is only fifty feet above the sea level,
so that the wood is 120 feet below the
Ocean's! outface. If it was sunk there when
this valleywas a lake or an arm of the i
bay it was n pretty deep water. How long
Since this piece of wood was in a growing
tree? The valley, of course, has grown,
but without some convulsion of nature the
growth has been slow, not perhaps' over
ono foot per Oratory. Then has itbeen
17,000 years since this oak tree grew? In
the shadow of the Infinite this is not long,
but naeasured by the history of man it is
indeed a long space.—Calusa (Cal.) Sun.
When Sh Cares for an Old Man.
I asked her if it was possible for a young
woman to care for a man much older than
herself. "Yee," she replied, "if a man is
honorable and occupies a good position in
the world; if he is kind, considerate and
attentive; if he can take care of it wife
and is affectionate to her, the himband com-
mando the resneot of the Wife, and upon
this foundation the sttuature of a substan-
tial and lasting life is builded."—tonisvitta
Pot.
Beetori has it Wier aptientiatOIY nein(
MRS. OTOWE'S GREAT .STOKY!
Tile ,tge4 AntlierataTelis Uow Slie Wrote
" Tam's cabin."
"No, 1 write no more. I have dime, I
have done, r have done."
Anything mote pitiful, more pathetic),
more tragic', cannot be imagined than the
effect of the above few words, coining in
broken and faltering accents from the lips
of Harriet Beecher Stowe.
That the bright intellect of the author of
"Uncle Tom's Cabin" is undoubtedly
shattered cannot be longer denied,
"Yea, my dear, I loved to write, and
began very young. 1 especially liked writ-
ing short titmice, when I lived in Bruins'
wick, Me. For these I need to get 615, §20
and $25—good pay in those times, I never
thought of writing a book yshon J com-
menced Uncle Tom's Cabin.' I became
first roused on the subject of slavery when
I lived in Cincinnati, and used to see
escaping slaves come over the Ohio from
Kentucky. Ah, me L it thrills me even
now, the sight of those poor creatures I
Now, a yoTing girl, suggesting the lover,
parent or brother for whom her heart was
breaking in bondage; again, the strong
husband, aged father or stalwart brother.
Oh, I must write a story to stop the
dreadful shame I I kept putting it off,
dreading to bring the characters to life,
till the Fugitive Slave Law lashed me into
fury, and I commenced what I meant to
be a short story like the others. But it
grew and grew and grew, and came and
cattle and came. I wrote and wrote and
wrote, and finally thought I never
should. stop. I did not plan the book as it
turned out. I was only full of the wrath,
and the story built itself around it as I
wrote. A publisher was waiting for a story
frorn me. I told him the subject I had
undertaken. He wrote, saying You have
struck a popular subject; for heaven's sake
keep it short.' I wrote in reply '1 shall
stop when I get through—not before.' He
never got it, for I had to make a book of it.
IVIaile writing it I was filled with an enthu-
siasm which transfused my being, knew no
hindrance, no rival interest, no belief but
in writing it. I had young children, was
keeping house and teaching school at the
time, and riever worked so hard, but I had
to write. Dinner had to be got, knew,
This had to be written, just as much—aye,
and more, too. It was though it was writ-
ten through me, I only holding the pen. I
was lifted off my feet. Satisfied? I never
thought about being satisfied. When it
was finished it, was done, and relief came.
I never felt the samewith anything I after-
wards wrote."—Ilartford (Conn.) Letter in
‘Pittsburg Dispatch.
Good Advice to Contributors.
Every now and then it laecomes an
editor's duty to say a few words to con-
tributors, either privately or in his editorial
columns, in regard to their methods of pre-
paring manuscripts. It is, fortunately, no
longer necessary to say " write only on
one side of the paper," or " don't fold each
sheet separately • for no one to -day com-
mits these capital offences. Untidy manu-
scripts, however, are still common. A
private letter, bearing on this point, was
written by one of our editors last week,
which ran somewhat as follows :
DEAR MIPS —,----I am sorry that we
cannot use the accompanying article. As
I have •written to you once or twice in
way not usual with an editor, I am tempted
to go further and give you a little advice
about the appearance of your manuscripts.
If you will excuse my saying it, they
are very untidy. It is greatly to your dis-
advantage that they come into the editor's
hands in such condition; he is always
prejudiced at the start against a menu-
ecript that is rolled, or folded so as to
necessitate a constant effort to keep the
pages open sufficiently to read, and made
up of different kinds and sizes of paper,
or blotted. and interlined to the extent of
being rendered in the least illegible, or that
is in any other way 'untidy. It is said of
one vsell-known editor that he refuses to
road any manuscripts that are untidy or
hard to hold. The manuscript should be so
prepared that the editor can put his whole
thought upon its subject matter. That
manuscript is the most welcome, perhaps,
that is prepared from a pad of note paper
size, and is sent in an envelope large enough
so that the paper need not be folded. Then
the editor will at least not be prejudiced
against an article before he begins to road,
—Independent.
Story of a Popular Song.
Mr. J. M. Whyte, the evangelist, is now
in the city, after a season of hard work in
the Ottawa Valley region. Mr. Whyte is
one of the well-known Whyte brothers,
whose singing of gospel songs touches a
responsive chord in the popular heart, as is
shown by the fact that they are in demand
at revivals all over the Continent. One of
Mr. Whyte's most touching songs is one
called "Papa, What Would You Take For
Me ?" which he has Bung in many places.
The music is his own, the poem being one
of those literarywanderers which 'are con-
stantly found going the endless "rounds of
the press." Mr. Whyte tried to find the
author of the poem, but could not for a
long time. Another evangelist visitedWar-
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saw Ind., and there the author found the
wandering child of his genius in musical
dress. He made himself known and has
since communicated with Mr. Whyte. His
name is S. B. Mehra/Ms, and he informs
Mr. Whyte that the poem has been pub-
lished in hundreds of papers in America,
Britain and other countries, and has been
translated into half -a -dozen foreign lan-
guages—Toronto Globe.
Natural Gas and‘Setting Hens.
The women in and for eight or ten railed
around Andersen are just boiling over with
Wrath because the terrible roaring of the
immense gas well at that village has been
More disastrous to the egg crop than the
loudest thunder over heard: Not an egg
will hatch, and et/en the Old hem refuse to
lay, the noise being so great that the bid-
dies beet:ono so bewildered that they cannot
return to the nest, and even forget to put a
thely on the egg:—.1Ifunde Herald.
A New Yorker bought a blue 'flannel
suit for $4, He wore the clothes on &Ants
day, and his skin Was stained by the dye.
Nor Waif that all, On Sunday nervous
treinord iibizedhini, and the tremorsdearly
Wet° dtle to the dye. lite reported the Cage',
and the itutlioritiee are putting the Cheap
Bodkin. cloth to a test.
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OYER A BANK WIVEK A EEKEEAE•
PkoqaY's Y41'1E-kW Eneoullter with
Kildoigkt Vetter,
A story of a thrilling midnight tussle
with 0,,burglar comes item Verplailek, New
York ,State. For some weeks Tarrytown,
Peekskill and other tons along the Hud-
son have been visited at frequent intervals
by marauders who have entered and robbed
houses, and when pursued, have escaped in
a email yacht in which their nocturnal ex-
cursions are made. The gangnumbers five
men and usually includes a boy,who crawls
through windows or transoms and opens
the doors for his pals. Wednesday night
they visited Verplanok and entered the
houses of A. Bleakly, D, Tuttle and two
others. At Tuttle's they secured a watch,
but were frightened off at the other places
without laooty, one of their number barely
escaping capture at the' hands of Mr.
Bleakly. Mrs. Blealdy, who has been
ill, was aroused by some one fumb-
ling under her pillow. She asked if
it was her husband and received a muttered
affirmative from the burglar. She detected
the Orange voice, however, and her cries
brought Mr. Bleakly from a lounge in an
adjoining room, where he lay asleep. He
grappled with the intruder and a fierce
struggle ensued in the dark. Mr. Bleakly
finally succeeded in wrapping his fingers in
the burglar's mustache, and was speedily
subduing him, when the latter fastened his
teeth in the captor's hand, and freeing him-
self, dashed through the oor. Mr. Blealdy,
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though clad only n his nightrolae, pursued
and again grappled the thief in front of the
house. In the struggle Aliela followed both
men rolled down a steepiernhankment upon
which the house standa, and fell heavily
upon the rocks below. Stildere the burglar
again broke away ankdiaappeared through
a neighboring alley. AMC Bleakly, who
had arisen from her bed and followed her
husband to the street, where she stood call-
ing upon the neighbers for help, was
thoroughly prostrated syith fright and her
life is despaired of. The, thief is described
as short and thick set, with a mustache and
curly hair.
A Smart Lawyer's Successful Trick.
Law is a very queer thing. Sometimes
suggestion of a thing isenough. and other
times even absolute prodf is no good. Now,
when a man dies while a suit is pending
the attorney on his sideean procure a post.
ponement by saying he's dead. That is
how sensible people would put it, but the
law calls it " suggesting the death of the
plaintiff or defendant." An attorney some
time ago was making that common fight
against justice by postponement tactics.
He had about got to an end of his tether,
and felt very blue about it. It seemed
inevitable that the caseanust be tried. He
was on hand when the case was celled. A
bright idea occurred to him. Ho got up
and said: May it please the Court, I
suggest the death of the defendant, and ask
an adjournment for two weeks." "Granted."
When the case came up again there was a
row. The attorney was called up. "What
did you mean, sir, asked the Court", "by
saying that the defendant was dead, when
he is here in court alive ;and well ?" "1
ahi not say he was,'Sitst•ssmay it please
Your Honor. I merely took the law for it,
which provides that counsel may suggest
the death of the defendant. I suggested it."
7 -San Francisco Chronicle.
Paper and Glass Houses.
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Chicago architects arii discussing the
possibilities of glass add p3.per as building
material. Glass as a bui,ing material has
many advantages from a sanitary stand-
point. It is cleanly and sily kept unpol-
luted by disease org na or disease -pro-
ducing filth. It is orbent and will
not collect or hold moisture, as is the case
with wood or brick. It is a poor conductor
of heat, save that recaived from the rays of
the sun, which for health purposes is the
most valuable. Paper als has its advan-
tages when treated bycertain processea. It
can be prepared so asto be fire -proof and
water -proof, and as a lion -conductor of
heat it is invaluable. It is no idle hope
which calls up a vision of manufactured
articles from glasslarni 'Paper which will fill
all the requirements exacted of the building
materials of to -day. --Chicago Herald.
Broken NeediesMade Into Pins.
Sitting alongside aiady in the eksotted
train the other das she had occasion to
adjust a portion of ler dress which was
fastened with a black pin, when the heed
broke in fragments end disclosed the fact
that it was some kind of, composition
fastened on a brokenneeffle. Curiosity led
me to make some imuiries, and I found
that nearly all the blick.headed pins in the
market are paella Cron needles which are
broken in thelactores in testing the eyes.
Any one who has hardled theblack-headed
pins has probably noicedtheir remarkable
sharpness as comparid with the ordinary
white pins sold in thi market. This is the
explanation—that tley are old needles.—
Nero York Tribune.
A CHO' Dinner,
The Scotch, unlik, their English neigh-
bors, make Sunday note a day of fasting
than feasting. A ytung Englishman who
had paid a visit to tie northern portion of
Her Majesty's doinidons found this to be a
fact, and his tem.pir was net iinproved
thereby. On hems .asked by his friends
how he liked his via to Scotland, he re-
plied: Oh, t enjoyid myself very much,
but I don't care for heir Sunday dinners."
" Indeed," said they "and what did you
get ?" Nothing si; particular." Was the
reply. "When Vas in Cried all I had
for dinner on Sunda t was a walk round the
church and a smell d the flowers.'
Mr. Winian's Few Enterprise:
Mr. Erastus Winen has, it hi said,
bought the largo aid famous Steamship
Greet Eastern. Thi price agreed upon is
rinnored to be not ft ire& $100,000. Those
who are acquainted with the fade say that
Mr. Wimed is to Iring the leviathan over
here and anchor ler near Staten Island.
The Great Easteithia then tobe trirned into
a Mender place d arniniOnieritk and will
inelude within iti buladtriss & theatre,
museum, variety slow and testanrantd
An infant eon Of George A. Perkins, of
Petroless sot fire tc iti3 clothing while 'play-
ing With Matches list Wednesday, and was
burned to death. Cho child's inOther was
aloe badly burned in trying to put out the
flanadia.
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SEEN ON THE KOESE-TOPS.
oneer reistnres' of Hoof Life in Crowded
Eorte of New York EK7•
From the editorial Moms of the Man
and Earass the roofs of hundreds of houses
may be seen spreading on all sides, some
high, others low. Amid the wilderness of
smoking chimneys, flopping clothes hung
out to dry and interwoven telegraph wires
is enough rubbish to fill in an acre of
swamp land. Old kettles, broken bottles,
bricks, shoes, boots, tomato earls and gar-
bage make up the conglomerate heap. Th
low -roofed houses seem to be th
dumping ground for the tenements of highe
beildings. In the tenement house district
the condition of things is much worse,
the people habitually throw the ashes anc-
garbage out of their high windows upon
the roofs of the adjoining houses. The ten-
denoY PO natural in simple country folk to
toss their rubbish over a neighbor's fence
has come to be a practice with the city peo-
ple also. The countryman, however, has
one advantage over his city brother; he
can remedy the injury done him by tossing
the rubbish back, whereas this is hardly
practicable in the city. The only recourse
left the injured citizen is to shovel it off
into the street, or upon the roof of a house
lower than his own. Roof life in New
York is a curious and instructive study.
Few know how many thousands of people
do their work on the housetops, unobserved
by passers in the streets. From the Mail
and Express windows at least one hundred
men and women may be seen on neighbor-
ing houses busy with their various occupa-
tions. On one roof several women are at
their washing tubs, while others are hang-
ing up clothes to dry. On hundreds of
roofs long lines of clothes are fhipping in
the wind. The washing of this city is
done upon the housetops. Besides the
washerwomen scores of telegraphic line.
men are mending their wires. At night
time they swarm with human beings. On
the east side, where there are few or no
public parks, the roofs serve as playgrounds
for the poor. Workingmen gather in
groups to smoke their pipes, or play
dominoes and checkers. Women sit
together chatting, while their children run
about in play or sprawl at their mothers/
knees. Every feature of park life at night
may be seen excepting the green trees and
the fountains. On some housetops little
gardens have been carefully cultivated.
Some of them have gravelled paths
between the flower beds, where the people
walk in the evening.—New York Mail and
Express.
"Doctor, is My Heart All Right ? '1
A family doctor tells the following anew-
ing story in the July number of Cassell's
Magazine: Professor Blank, of E—, de-
voted a whole week of the session to lea
int-
ng to his students on the subject of heart
diseases. He had a private apartment
opening off the class -room, to which he
was wont to retire after he had finished his
discourse, in order to take off his gown and
enjoy a little meditation by the fire. On
the afternoon of the second day a modest
knock came to the door. "Enter," said
Professor Blank. And, hat in hand ap-
peared one of his students, looking some-
what worried and pale. " What can I do
for you, Mr. M. ? " "Nothing, I fear,"
was the reply. "Nothing on earth can aid
me. I have the very symptoms that you
were to -day describing. Sound inc and
see, sir." The " sounding " was soon per-
formed. "You're in perfect health as
regards your heart." That was the verdict.
And Mr. M. went away happy. But hardly
had the kindly old professor resumed his
seat before another knock resounded on the
door. " Come in. Well, what's the matter
with you, Mr. C. ? " "I'm a dead man,"
gasped Mr. C., looking wildly round
as if he wanted to clutch some-
thing. " I've got heart disease,
as sure as a gun." "Not quite as bad as
that, I trust. Take , off your coat."
Ausculation and percussion were speedily
performed; then the professor laughed in
C's face. "Sound as a bell, ma,n," he said.
"Go home to your dinner, and don't be a
fool." The doctor did not sit down again,
however. No, he was afraid there would be
more of them, so he hurried along through
the quad and got into his carriage. But
he had two more visits at his residence on
the same night from frightened students,
and every day during the remainder of that
week he had a visit or two of the same
kind. On the following Monday he got on
to fevers, and the students completely
recovered from their cardiac complaints.
Now, I do not mean for a single tnonaent
to dispute the fact that there is a good deal
of heart complaint about, more in fact than
there might have been in the early portion
of the century, owing to the race for life
and the rate at which the world runs, but
I do mean to say that there are ten times
more functional and imaginary cardiac ail-
ment than there is of the real thing.
PRO' cosrnsso.
Whoso writes dolightful story,
True and touching, full of lore,
Shell in human nature's longing
Hold a plaeci for evermore.
All the docks and Mossy harbors,
Where the sea -ships crime and gO,
Still rehearse that spell and pleasing
Of the pages Of Defoe.
Eldorado?—still tvo wonder
Oazi there any Island lie
In the west of life'S attaining,
Where our prime might never die?
Still in secret depths of feeling
We escape Time's onward [mad;
For the youth's tot:dote transfusion
Stirs the pulses of the man.
A consvrsoLo.
Ohl for a soil with a sevea-ineh hot°,
All Carefully leaded and sot,
With its Muzzle in front Of the slooPloaa youth
Who termites the' biabel Coinet.,
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Ohl for a oltib, and a stout One,
The biggest that man Could get,
Th knock the breath Clean Out of the youth
Who tOrttires the bresa cornet.
A Consultation NeeektaarY.
PhSiSiditili (to, anklet§ wife)—We have
held a bonsiiltaticin„ Maclaine, oVer yeur
hikbancra ease, he is a very .siek Mari, and
it inight 'be wohl tit send for a minieter,
One be enongh, d��.
tor, Or *Old you 'iidviee a ceditinitation
rninistors
Yinotional ise* York Janitors.
A tenant folk' tint Of a fourth • giori who
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(low ttnd his bitting are spattered all OVet
the yard, as the janitreinisto hor hue.
band"Ain't it to bad? We had: just
elearita the yard so laicelylo
AWiT41,4., P4LOPM.
A OroliP Of CAllioUS inUktratiOno OK Mod
Affecti OAS.
(camel Swing, in the Chicago Journal,'
The eclipse of memory which has sud-
denly fallen open the once bright nairid of
a Chicago young lady awakens, indeed,
Widespread SYMPatllY for the young beauty
and hewhome circle, but it also compels us
to perceive that the different faculties
occupy different parts of the brain tissue,
and thus a calamity to a beloved girl casts
light upon the physical basis of intellec-
tual action. This lady awoke from a sleep
and did not know her own sister or the
other members of her family. Her mother
lingered upon the borders of some well-
known being, but to her sister and brother
and father she spoke as to strangers Her
language, her reasoning power, her happi-
ness remained, but the world of persons
had vanished, tobe succeeded by interesting
people, but persons who were unknown.
Thus upon some part of the brain a disease
had fallen, and the faculty which had for
twenty years occupied that apartment was
rudely evicted.
It may be there is some part of the brain
which is the seat of consciousness, and that
the little nerve which leads from the me-
mory of persons to that citadel of con-
sciousness has been injured, and that
therefore no communication can be made
from the suburb to the central city. Blind-
ness results from some paralysis of a little
thread which runs from the eye to the
brain, and while the eye itself may be per-
fect and 'the consciousness perfect in
ability, yet, owing to the injury to the
intermediate nerve, the image on theretina
cannot pass over to the consciousness.
Seeing takes place in the dark caverns of
the brain but the image cannot travel in
the dark if the bridge be down between, for
the abyss is bottomless. In the case of
Miss L. the injury may be only to some
nerve delicate as a spider's web. Nature
may repair the injury, and the lostsper-
sons may all return suddenly as they
departed. Generally such injuries are
irreparable, but we are glad that they are
not always so.
Some years ago Mr. Frank Whetstone, of
Cincinnati became suddenly deranged. He
knew and loved all his friends, his city, his
home, but his judgment was gone, and he
was dangerous because his love was liable
to make him offer up himself or some per-
son to the honor of some one else. He was
taken to the Columbus Asylum, and after a
few weeks his reason came back, and came
instantly. He saw at once that he was in
an asylum. He sent for the Superin-
tendent, and told him that his perfect rea-
son had come back. He was soon back
among his friends and never suffered from
a return of the malady.
Rev. Marcus Ormond, of Oxford, O., was
stricken instantly with the lose of his
language. He knew his children, wife and
all his friends, but he could not recall the
name of any one or of anything. Language
had gone. He was not dumb, but he did
not know what word to use. His world
was all around him, but the names of
things had departed. Sitting by his window
one day, perhaps a month after the attack,
he suddenly uttered the word" peach " to
some blossoms which were near the
window. He retained great physical power
and all his reasoning faculties. The blight
had fallen upon the names of things. Very
slowly words came back until he could
count upon a hundred or two of terms, but
he never was able to command words
enough to enable him to resume any work
as a public; speaker. He must have lost
thousands of these names in an instant of
time. There is no microscope that could
have learned what nerve it was which thus
became impaired and cut off names from
the central consciousness.
After some boys had returned from a
circus they attempted to rivalthe gymnasts
they had just seen, and they began with the
handspring act. Onelad fell rather heavily
upon his head and neck, and deafness set
in and became total. The youth of that
happy hour in the circus is now a man of
24 or 25, but the world of sounds has left
him never to return. He was a musician
and can now play the piano for others,
while to his own heart there comes no
sound whatever from the instrument.
Some thread was snapped in that moment
of innocent play.
Not all of the brain is made uso of by the
mental powers. A large part of it is, per-
haps, only the hull of the nut or the bark
of the tree. It may be the supply train
which follows the working and fighting
army. A Mr. Jessup, of Hamilton, Ohio,
shot a Mr. Smith through the head just
above the ear. The ball went through the
head. But Mr. Smith not only did not die,
but he suffered no particular injury from
the invasion of his brain -chamber. He
was put to bed and was expected to breathe
his last in a few minutes, but he did not
meet the public expectation.
Thus, after NVO have chased the mind
into the brain, we are still ignorant of the
part played in intellectual action by this
or that part of the bulk total. Mr. Webster
had a large brain, but we do not know what
was the office of his extra ounces. They
may have been supply stores which were
fed out to the toiling cella within.
It is sad that the bright and happy mind
of Miss L. should now be found among
these abnormal phenomena of nature; it
is pitiful to think that her sceptre of friend-
ship has departed, and that, able and will-
ing to love many friends, she has come to,
the sad,patis of not knowing a sister or
brother from a stranger. Perhaps all this
cloud will suddenly pass away and the lost
will be found.
He Was Not to Blame,
Tramp—Say, boss; won't you please help
a
poo t veteran of the war; an Old, one-at:nod
aoldier ?
Sentherner—What 1 Help a mat who At
agitns 1
Tfainp—I didn't fits befie1 run, ---,The
judge:
Stowaways tronble English OteamOrs
more this year than evd, beferePo nha
ten or fifteen' Of them is a -cerniriOn thihg,
They Make frienclii With the men Who load
,thd vessels hiitt ate put away wherever they
'can be secreted, Vedaels that bring
insat brick the leadetii Will build up ft little
robin titorind tat, Or threeneii and in
Obtetal Castel ltorn li deter" or tare doSert
'Mini hate beenthee eisoketed., Most of
their% are trairipe. They Only remain rn
their hiding pliteeti till the vase" id Well
out to tea, when thby Make their appear -
abbe, tO be iniPPotted dilthig the teat Of the
toyage,
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