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The tariff discussion is in progress in the House of Representatives.
If Boutelle dosen't feel flat it can't be because he hasen't been heavily sat on.
The long-desired Hawaiian cipher dispatches have been laid before Congress.
While on this subject it may be asked when it's the law that's broken what need for fixing the jury?
Possibly it might be better all round if there was less Knights of Labor agitation and more day's work.
Looked into fairly, isn't taxing whisky, playing cards and cigarettes a kind of hand to mouth arrangement?
Judge Moore is holding his first term of Court in Craig county. The violaters of law had better be on the alert.
Secretary Carlisle of the Treasury, is ju a financial strait. His resources are growing beautifully less day by day.
A queer thing about electric wires is that it's the permanently dead ones that dosn't need to be buried underground.
All indications point to permanent resumption of business. This at least shows the calamity howler is not a pointer.
Reed and others are anxious to patch up the Wilson bill, as they say, only they want to use nothing but highly taxed cloth.
Mr. Jefferson M. Levy, of Charlottesville, Va., has withdrawn from the Congressional race in favor of Capt. Micajah Woods.
The shark has always been typical of the pension fraud, but New York trots out that Buffalo specimen in competition.
Gen. Gordon's lecture at Philadelphia which was to have been given to morrow evening, has been postponed to Tusday evening January 23.
One young married logician tries to prove that women live longer than men because they require so much more time to say good-bye.
If the pen is mightier than the sword on general principles, what a terrific combination the two make in the hands of the fighting editor.
Seven American warships are in Brazilian waters and while Peixoto and Mello are loing about who's getting the advantage they just lie to.
The Republicans in Congress in this bond issue business would like to put the Administration in a hole. And this after making the hole in the Treasury.
Capt. Oscar Smith, a survivor of the Thirteenth New York Volunteers, has been appointed chief clerk in the office of Secretary of State Palmer, at Albany.
Elaborate preparations are making in Philadelphia for the Grant birthday banquet, April 27 next. Gen Beaver is chairman of the arrangements committee.
A bill has beon introduced in the Virginia legislature providing for the admission of white females to the University of Virginia on the same terms as males.
This is the way Judge Butler, of the United States District Court at, Philadelphia, does business. On Friday he rejected eighteen out of twenty-seven applicants for naturalization.
"Uncle Alfred," of Nashville, Tenn., is the only person now living who was present at the deathbed of Andrew Jackson. He was the President's body-servant and is now doing guide duty about the Hermitage.
Ex-Mayor Grant, receiver of the St. Nicholas Bank, of New York, has collected over $1,000,000, which he has placed in the Central Trust Company. This is about 50 per cent. of the aggregate claims of the depositors.
The Police Commissioners of New York have ordered a census to be taken of the unemployed of that city. It will begin next week and will probably be completed in three days. The census will be taken by the night patrol.
The Democrats of Louisville, Kentucky, are in a state of glorification over the fact that, for the first time in thirty-six years, they have a Democratic postmaster, although they have had two Democratic administrations within that time. The Democracy of Louisville have had more than the patience of Job to have torn such neglect for so long a time.
Pittsburg iron men are saying harsh things about Andrew Carnegie because he vows that he can sell steel so low that he does not need a tariff to protect him in business. Mr. Carnegie tired of rocking the cradle of "infant industries" some time ago, and has since exploded several bombs in the old camp left behind when he boldly took up advanced thought.
Rev. Sam Jones recently preached to the colored people at Dyersburg, Ky., says the Ram's Horn. After the sermon, a good old sister came to him and said: "Brother Jones, God bless you! You is the preacher for me; I understand every word you say. You preaches just like a nigger; you has a white skin, but, thank God, you has a black heart." She knew Samuel.
Beach Soule, of Clifton Springs, near Rochester, N. Y., has just won an interesting race across the continent against death. His sister was dying at Oakland, Cal., and telegraphed for him. He dropped his preparations for examination at West Point, hired a light locomotive, and after an 800-mile chase, caught the Pacific express, arriving at his sister's bedside twelve hours before her demise.
