lingamk are in all the newspapers. The 
last gentleman, a ready and easy speaker, x r 
seemed embarrassed and well-nigh over¬ 
come, at first, by the novelty of his posi- / 
tion and the hearty welcome of his friends r 
and former colleagues. Then the mem- 
bers left their seats and came crowding I jgjjp B- 
up to shake hands with him and his Chi- f§pf8; 
nese associates, a process which they all ||JgsgSf 
seemed greatly to enjoy. prtjj l 
I cannot describe their dress,—look into ^.... , 
any good picture of Chinese costumes and 
you have it,—bidding utter defiance to all 
our ideas of taste or fitness, by a strange ||£|3 : 
jumble of loose robes under odd looking ' j > • i 
coats or blouses; shoes of cloth, with 
wooden soles; hats of straw, shaped like 
inverted bowls, ornamented with flowing 
feathers, and surmounted with buttons in- 
dicativc of rank ; fans of delicate and bean- ggSSp 
tiful workmanship in their hands, and their 
garments of richest silk or finest cotton, 
Their long, black cwe«, plaited with nicest ‘SljSfeSj 
care, looked as odd as their dress, and I 
noticed the ladies about me involunta- *“-s- 
rlly spoke of them as women, and then 
corrected their mistake with sportive 
laughter. 
After the greeting was over they sat down again 
and the House went on with its usual business,— 
long enough for them to Bee how legislation is man¬ 
aged with us—and then they passed through a side 
door to the Speaker’s room, and spent an hour in 
talking, through thoir interpreters, and giving their 
autographs to those present, I have one, and would 
seud it to you, but fear the type-setters would go 
crazy in trying to get it in any shape. 
I observed the grace and fine courtesy of their 
manners. They are evidently made of finer 6tuff, 
and with more expressive and noble features, than 
the poor Chinameu we have sometimes 6een. The 
head mandariD, a miui past middle age, had never, 
until lately, seen the sea, a ship or a railroad, and, 
in common with the rest, seemed greatly impressed 
and pleased with his strange surrouudings. It must 
be like a journey on a strange planet to them, and 
they Beem capable of profiting by it, and giving to 
their countrymen some of their experiences. It 
would bo interesting to read the book of travels that 
some of them may write in China. 
It was indeed an interesting and significant cere¬ 
monial,—the opening of a sealed door between this 
great Empire of 4011,000,000 people aud the outside 
world,—the meeting of the Orient and the Occi¬ 
dent, the oldest and the newest civilizations in the 
world; and that meeting not for war or strife, but 
peaceful in spirit aud fraternal in intent, with the 
hope and wish for mutual benefit thereby. Well did 
Mr. Burlingame suggest that, as we knew the Chi¬ 
nese better, we might learn of them in matters 
where they were our superiors, and doubtless they 
can learn of us also,—a mutual commerce for the. 
common good. The selection of an American to 
make the first treaties with foreign powers is a high 
proof of confidence and regard, and it was fit that 
they should come here first and strike hands in 
friendship with us before steamships and the Pacific 
Railroad had made ns neighbors. 
After they had left the capitol I found my way out 
with the dispersing crowd, down the long flights of 
stone steps, on the weBt side of the great building, 
aud through the shaded walks, with flowers and 
fountains aud richest verdure on either side. Just 
before reaching the gate toward Pennsylvania Av¬ 
enue I turned to see the great dome, as I have done 
many times; up, far over the tall trees, against the 
blue sky, noble and perfect in its symmetry, there it 
stood rising four hundred feet above me. Reaching 
my room, l looked out a short distance to the south¬ 
west, aud over the Metropolitan Hotel, headquar¬ 
ters of the Chinese Embassy, floated side by side 
the great silk banner of the Oriental and ancient 
Empire, and the Stars and Stripes of our Republic. 
Washington, D. C., June 10,1803. g. a. s. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker 
OPEN THE GATE. 
That very curious literary genius—if genius he 
be— Walt Whitman, has of late received some at¬ 
tention from English critic?. T heir estimates of him 
are very diverse. Carlyle speaks of him in a man¬ 
ner far from elegant or complimentary, and some 
others do not hesitate to characterize his writings os 
unmitigated bosh. One journal says if an English¬ 
man were to write os Whitman does he would be 
pronounced fit only for a lunatic asylnm. The Lon¬ 
don Atheneum thinks differently, and after quoting 
quite freely from the poem “ A Word out of the 
Sea,” says“ Of the sublimated passion and sweet¬ 
ness of the above, of the minuteness with which the 
most delicate transitions of feeling are caught, and 
of the graud yet melancholy suggestiveness which 
sets the whole picture, as it were, La a frame of sad 
sunset glory, we can hardly speak in terms of praise 
too high. That Whitman can write noble poetry, 
this one example conclusively testifies.” 
Historical and biographical novels seem to be 
much in vogue at present. A new one doubtless in¬ 
tended for musical readers is announced, under title 
of “ Mozart: a Biographical Romance, ” being a 
translation from the German, We conclude that 
the Germans have a special fondness for the pseudo 
historic and biographic. 
Mr. Anthony Trollope, the English novelist, 
now at Washington, is described as bald, with 
heavy and reddish side whiskers. He wears spec¬ 
tacles with perfectly round glasses, weighs at least 
two hundred pounds, and has the general appear¬ 
ance of a heavy business man of considerable intel¬ 
ligence. 
Ludwig Uhland, a German poet who is hardly 
known in this country, has met with an almost un¬ 
paralleled mark of appreciation, in the demand for 
no less than fifty-two editions of his poems in^his 
native city, Tubingen. 
Mrs. Julia Warp Howb, the Boston poetess, 
has in press a new prose work bearing the poetic 
title “ From the Oak to the Olive.” It is a series 
of travel sketches made during a recent trip to 
Europe. 
The popularity of American female authors is 
strongly shown in the fact that more than a quar¬ 
ter of a million copies of Mrs. Mary J. Holmes 
works have been sold in this country. 
J. Wesley C'arhart, D. D., late of Troy, is said 
to be the author of the beautiful American romance 
entitled “Margaret.” 
Dr. “Timothy Titcomb” Holland sailed for 
Europe on the same steamer with the poet Long 
fellow, accompanied by his family. 
Capt. Mayne Reid has gone back to Europe, but 
will soon return, with all his baggage, and make 
this country his home. He has been naturalized. 
“ Open the gate, mamma 1 open the gate,”— 
A tiny voice is calling to me, 
And she laughs aloud, with her joy elate, 
And claps her hands In her childish glee. 
“Open the gate for Nettie, please,” 
And then for my coming the eager feet wait 
Her bright curls toss In the evening breeze: 
Yes, child of my heart, I will open the gate. 
For the gate of my heart is open wide, 
To welcome the wanderer safely at home; 
As the golden carls on my bosoA hide, 
I pray that, the little feet never may roam 
Afar through the Inruig gate of sin. 
That downward loads to death and despair; 
But the pearly gate may they enter In 
To walk with the angels, In glory there. 
Porter, N. Y., 1868. a. i 
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CLOVER’S DREAM. 
AMERICAN WATCH FACTORY, WALTHAM, MASS 
BY SUSIE V. STORMS, 
The Factory is the largest in the world, covering 
about four acres. It is an immense structure, more 
than 300 feet long, with wings and cross-wings, in¬ 
closing quadrangular courts. It is located in a quiet 
enclosure of seventy acres, and all its rooms are 
light and cheery, like parlors rather than the old 
close, foul quarters of operatives. In it are three- 
fourths of a mile of work benches, and seven miles 
of steam, gas and water pipes. Seven hundred and 
fifty employes are kept constantly busy, working ten 
hours a day. One-third of these are ladies, and 
nearly all are intelligent Americans. Every part of 
the watch is made by some machine invented for the 
specific purpose. The workmanship of some of 
these is fairy-like, indeed. Screws are prodneed so 
infinitessimal in size that it takes 300,000 of them to 
make a pound, and a pound of such are worth $3,500. 
Nowhere can one gain a better idea of the marvelous 
perfection to which mechanism has been brought, 
than in witnessing the manifold curious processes 
in which it is applied by skilled fingers, in this Fac¬ 
tory, to bring forth the six different styles of “bosom 
friends” here prodneed. 
Concerning the quality of the Waltham Watches 
we need say little. Their steady, reliable “tick- 
tick” through the year speaks for them very effect¬ 
ually. Were any further commendation of their 
accuracy as time-keepers needed, wc have it in the 
fact that they arc now in use by engineers and con¬ 
ductors on all the leading railways, being considered 
superior to the foreign - made article. We have 
awarded many of them as premiums, and the re¬ 
cipients universally testify to their superiority as 
time-keepers. One which we purchased last year 
has proved more reliable than a famed “ Jurgen- 
sen ” watch we had carried for years, and considered 
unequaled in accuracy. 
We believe in American institutions, emphati¬ 
cally. We illustrated and. described one of them, in 
a recent number of the Rural, — Appleton & Co.’s 
Book Making Establishment,— and now take pleas¬ 
ure in giving our readers a view of another, together 
with a brief account thereof. The Factory of the 
American Watch Company at Waltham, Mass., is 
purely an American institution. It grew out of the 
peculiarly American idea of applying machinery in 
the manufacture of everything. Until it was started 
watch making had been carried on solely by hand. 
Necessarily, the process was slow, laborious, ex¬ 
pensive. Nearly all the watches in this country 
came from abroad. Hand labor with us was too 
dear to admit of any real competition in the busi¬ 
ness. Such being the case, then, we paid England, 
Switzerland and France about, four millions of dol¬ 
lars annually, for time-keepers, and it took nearly 
as much more to make them run. 
But fifteen years ago two plucky Bostonians con¬ 
ceived the project of making watches by machinery. 
Could machinery operate successfully in the con¬ 
struction of so minute and delicate a thing as a 
watch ? They believed it could. They organized a 
stock company; obtained$100,000 in subscriptions; 
and began the enterprise. Success was not easily 
attained, but attained it was, at last,— thanks to 
American inventive genius and skill. Obstacles of 
many kinds, and almost innumerable, were over¬ 
come ; bankruptcy was fought against, Buecumbed 
to, and then circumveuted; and to-day the Amer¬ 
ican Watch Company manufactures a complete 
watch for every two and a half minutes of the work¬ 
ing day, or 80,000 annually, which Eutaber is equal 
to the entire production of England, and ib eight 
times more than that of all the other makers in this 
country combined. 
Clover went to bed feeling Just as ngly as a little 
girl possibly could. She had said over her little 
prayer because she had to, not because she wanted to, 
and when it was er»ded she jumped into bed without 
waiting for, or giving mamma, a good-night kiss. 
Mamma tucked her up just aa tenderly and care¬ 
fully as usual afterward, and Clover ought to have 
thought • better of her naughty actions and given 
mamma a kiss, Ihm, but she was too full of wicked, 
ugly thoughts to do so. 
She had been very naughty, all day; it seemed aa 
if some mischievous person kept whispering in her 
ear all the time and telling her what to do; tor as 
soon as mamma got her out of one kind of mischief 
she got right into another. And she had wanted a 
new dress for her doll, and mamma had refused to 
let her have the silk she had found while rummaging 
in the bureau, telling her that she had got a particu¬ 
lar use for it Then Clover got angry aud cried, 
and thought all sorts of wicked things about her 
mother, and as soon as her eyes were dry, went to 
cutting paper dolls out of the last paper. Mamma 
had told her to let the paper alone, as it was a new 
one, but her mischievous disposition ruled her, and 
she scissored away, almost hoping that mamma would 
see her; and mamma did see her and punished her 
for disobeying. 
Clover had wished there was a place where chil¬ 
dren could do just as they pleased, and that Bhe 
could live there always, with no one to tell her what 
she might or might not do. She imagined such a 
life as that would be a very delightful one. 
In ten minutes after she was in bed she was fast 
asleep. She thongbt. that she was in a lovely valley, 
where brooks ran merrily and flowers blossomed in 
great profusion, aud birds kept up a continuous 
singing in the great trees that made the place so 
cool and pleasant with their shade. She looked 
about her and saw that there were a great many 
children there. Some were smaller and some were 
larger than herself, but there were more of her size 
than of any other. She looked about but could see 
no grown people, and concluded it was a very nice 
place. 
A little girl came toward her; Clover smiled, 
and the little girl smiled back, and then they fell to 
talking, and in five minutes were very great friends. 
It does not take children very long to form a friend¬ 
ship. 
“ What place is this ? ” asked Clover. 
“ Don’t you know?” answered the little girl, who 
said her name was Mary. “This is the place where 
children live who do just as they want to. There 
aint any big folks hero at all!” 
“ It must be real nice l ” said Clover. 
Some of the children came up, then, to get her to 
take part in one of their plays. She was very willing 
to do so, and for a little while everything went 
nicely enough. Then some of the boys began to 
dispute, and from words it went to blows, and a gen¬ 
eral skirmish ended the play. Clover got her h&Lr 
pulled and her eyes full of dust, and her new apron 
was torn shockingly. She wondered why the parents 
of the children did not learn them better manners, 
but suddenly recollected that there were no grown 
people there. She made up her mind that some of 
Bbierstadt’s “ Domes of the Yo Semite ” has 
been very favorably n oticed by the London Post. 
The Philadelphia Academy of Fine Arts has four 
hundred new pictures and sculptures on exhibition. 
Miss Hosmer is at work at Florence on new 
pieces of sculpture for the galleries of two English 
noblemen. 
Messrs. McEntee and Gifford, whose land¬ 
scapes are so well known, have gone abroad. The 
former intends to spend several years in Syria und 
Egypt 
Mu. Jackson, the sculptor, has received an order 
from the Croton Water Board of New York, for an 
allegorical group, to be east in bronze, to adorn the 
gate of the new reservoir in Central Park. The de¬ 
sign is very beautiful. 
Mr. Church, the artist, has gone to Arabia to 
paint the landscapes and curious sculptures @f the 
Petra. At last accounts he was perambulating that 
strange country wearing a big hat aud carrying a 
still bigger portfolio. 
Mr. John H. Littlefield of Washington has 
published a steel engraving of Gen. Grant, it 1b 
a large-sized plate, 32 by 2S inches, and is a vevy 
correct likeness of its subject. We are quite as 
well pleased with it as with any of the many repre¬ 
sentations of the General-in-Chief which have ap¬ 
peared. 
A copy in marble of the “ Apollo Belvidero” is 
now on exhibition at Fisher & Bird’s establish¬ 
ment, New York city. The original stands in the 
Belvidere window of the Vatican, at Rome, (hence 
its name,) and is one of the Papal treasures. It is 
considered the finest statue in the world. The copy 
is eight feet high, weighs two tons, and is for sale 
for $3,000. 
A WONDERFUL DOME 
The dome of the Capitol at Washington is the 
most ambitions structure in America. It is a hun¬ 
dred and eight feet higher than the Washington 
Monument at Baltimore, sixty-eight feet higher 
than that of Bunker Hill, and twenty-three feet 
higher than the Trinity Church spire of New York. 
It Is the only considerable dome of iron in the 
world. It is a vest hollow sphere of iron, weighing 
8,200,000 pounds. How much is that ? More than 
four thousand tons, or about the weight of seventy 
thousand full grown people; or about equal to a 
thousand laden coal cars, which, holding four tons 
apiece, would reach two miles and a-half. Directly 
over your head is a figure in bronze, “ America,” 
weighing 14,035 pounds. The pressure of the iron 
upon its piers and pillars is 13,477 pounds to the 
square foot. St. Peter’s presses nearly 20,000 more 
to the square foot, and St. Genevieve, at Paris, 06,000 
pounds more. It would require to crush the sup¬ 
ports of our dome a pressure of 775,280 pounds to 
the square foot. The cost was about $1,000,000. 
The new wings cost about $6,500,000. The architect 
has a plan for re-building the old central part of the 
Capitol and enlarging the Park, which will cost 
about $3,200,000. 
The beaver was the first victim. His fur was val¬ 
uable even in early days, when lutury took the 
form of neatness and cleanliness. We was easily 
captured, and the fertile meadows yjhere he had his 
home were first demanded for culture. When the 
wolves yet perhaps outnumbered the watch dogs, 
aud Bruin's clumsy plantigrades often stamped the 
March snows about corn-stacks and orchards, what 
time he had waked too early from bis winter nap, 
bat yet would not turn in again, the beaver even 
then was never seen, hardly remembered. The 
Dutch seal of New Netherlands had a beaver wad¬ 
dling across the shield; and also in all those of the 
English province the female figure which forever 
kneels to the changing line of kings and queens 
holds out a beaver for tribute and peace-offering, as 
she might offer her baby for a hostage. 
The first, and may be the only hostile shot fired 
in the east valley of the Lower Hudson in Indian 
history, was when some graceless red pirates of 
Bliinebeek hailed an opposition cauoe of beaver 
peltry paddling down to Manhattan market. Near 
the outlet of a side-swamp that finds the main 
stream just below the Otter Rock is the “ Beaver 
Dam.” Tradition gives no record of its residents; 
but uow for one hundred years, without repairs, it 
still stops the unused water. The bank that formed 
the dam when the beavers kept it full is yet plain, 
braced with elm roots, and green with a century’s 
sod. Was it Todleben at the Crimea, or did these 
engineers first discover the durability of earth¬ 
works ?— Harper's Magazine. 
Eighty miles northwest of the camp on the 
Mohave River, Col., is the well known and much 
dreaded “Death Valley.” It is said to be lower 
than the level of the Bea, and wholly destitute of 
water. The valley is some fifty miles long by thirty 
in breadth, and, save at two points, it is wholly en¬ 
circled by mountains, up whose steep sides it is im¬ 
possible for any but expert climbers to ascend, it 
is devoid of vegetation, and the shadow of bird or 
wild beast never darkened its white glaring Band. 
In the early days, trains of emigrants bound for Cali¬ 
fornia, passed, under the direction of their guides, 
to the south of Death Valley, by what is now known 
as the “ old Mormon road.” 
In the year 1850, a large train, with some 300 emi¬ 
grants, mostly from Illinois and Missouri, came 
south from 8alt Lake, guided by a Mormon. When 
near Death Valley, a dissent broke out in a part of 
the train, and twenty-one families came to the con¬ 
clusion that the Mormon knew nothing about the 
country, so they appointed one of their number a 
leader, and broke off from the main party. This 
leader determined to turn due west, so with the 
people, aud wagons, and flocks, he traveled for 
three days, and then descended into the broad 
valley, whose treacherous mirage promised water. 
They reached the center, but only the white, glar¬ 
ing sand, bounded by the scorched peaks, met their 
gaze on every hand. Around the valley they wan¬ 
dered, and one by one the men died, aud the pant¬ 
ing flocks stretched themselves in death under the 
hot sun. Then the childreu, crying for water, died 
at their mothers’ breasts, aud with swollen tongues 
and burning vitals, the mothers followed. Wagon 
after Wagon was abandoned, aud strong men totter¬ 
ed and raved and died. 
After a week’s wandering, a dozen survivors found 
6 ome water in the hollow of a rock in the moun¬ 
tains. it lasted but a short time, theu all perished 
but two, who, through some miraculous means, got 
out of the valley and followed the trail of their 
former companions. Eighty-6even persons, with 
hundreds of animals, perished in this fearful place, 
and since then the name of “Death Valley” has 
been applied to it. Mr. Spear says that when he 
visited it last winter, after a lapse or eighteen years, 
he found the wagons still complete, the iron work 
and tires bright, and the shriveled skeletons lying 
in many cases side by side. 
NEW MATERIAL FOR PAPER MAKING, 
It is now alleged that the okra plant, which grows 
luxuriantly in all parte of the United States, pos¬ 
sesses all the requisites for making every descrip¬ 
tion of paper, from the common wrapping to the 
finest book or bank note paper, either sized or non- 
sized without the addition of any other material 
whatever. It is claimed lliat this has been prac¬ 
tically demonstrated, and that the discoverer has, 
within the past few months, manufactured by the 
most &imple and economical process, lu different 
mills, a variety of samples of papers which, al¬ 
though made under very unfavorable circumstan¬ 
ces, possesses all the characteristics of paper made 
from linen rags and manilla rope. If this should 
turn out to he true it cannot fail very greatly to 
affect the price of paper, as the okra can be raised 
cheaply and abundantly. It Is stated that arrange¬ 
ments have been made for commencing the manu¬ 
facture of okra paper this season. 
OUR POPULATION A CENTURY HENCE, 
The most considerate and cautions estimate aud 
set down the increase of population in the United 
States for several decades aa follows; 1870, forty- 
two millions; 1830, fifty-five millions; 1890, seventy- 
seven millions; 1900, one hundred millions. It is 
not unreasonable to suppose that in a hundred years 
from this time we may have a hnudred millions in 
the valLoy of the Mississippi, seventy on the Atlan¬ 
tic slope, and thirty on the Pacific. There are more 
owners of the soil in thiB country than any other. 
We have fifteen millions, whereas Great Britain has 
lees than thirty thousand. According to Mr. John 
Bright, half the land in England is owned by fewer 
than one hundred and fifty persons, and half the 
land in Scotland by not more than ten or twelve. 
No wonder that emigrants come hither. For the 
last eighteen years our average emigration is 181,369; 
that is to say, during all that period an emigrant has 
landed on our shores on an average of every minute 
of time, and oftener, counting the day twelve hours 
long. There are probably fifty tongues doiDg busi¬ 
ness in our metropolis; there are from thirty to 
fifty thousand Chinamen on our Pacific slope. The 
commercial couvfllBions and political commotions 
of Europe, aud the fear of revolutions aud conscrip¬ 
tions, are quickening and spreading from the Euro¬ 
pean continent the westward wave of life. 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker, 
THE CHINESE AT WASHINGTON 
Eds. Rural On Monday I was at the capitol, 
and in the gallery of the Representatives' Hall. 
Perhaps some thirty persons were present, and ou 
the floor below was going on the discussion of the 
Tax Bill—important, but not of special interest to 
“outside barbarians.” Yesterday I went again, 
with my “ better half,” a half hour or more before 
the time of opening the session, and found the gal¬ 
leries crowded with the beauty, and power and pm- 
tige of our best and brightest manhood and woman 
hood, — twelve hundred spectators waiting in ex¬ 
pectancy of some notable event, and hundreds more 
crowding vainly for entrance around the doors. 
By patience and good behavior we found eutrance, 
and saw the honorable members below all in their 
places, evidently waiting in due expectancy. The 
session opeued at eleven o’clock, an hour earlier 
than usual, and as the Chaplain closed the opening 
services, the Speaker announced that they met to 
receive Mr. Burlingame, Minister, Ac., from the 
Empire of China, and the delegation of Chinese 
mandarins and others with him. 
All eyes were turned to the north door, oppo¬ 
site the Speaker’s desk, and in a few moments the 
company made their entrance, Hon. R. C. Schenck 
beside a mandarin, Mr. Burlinoame with another, 
Messrs. Banks and Brooks of the House, each with 
a “ celestial” by his side, aud two or three others or 
lesser rank following, duly escorted. 
In their brief passage from the door to seats in 
front, aud facing the Speaker, there was a busy hum 
of whispers, a battery of bright eyes centered on the 
visitants from the “ flowery kingdom,” and a mur¬ 
mur of applause and curiosity as they took their 
Beats. The brief but fitly spoken address of Mr. 
Colfax, and the equally excellent reply of Mr. Bur. 
How to Judge the Whatrer by the Sky.— The 
colors of the sky at particular times afford wonder¬ 
fully good guidance. Not only does a rosy sunset 
presage fair weather and a rnddy sunshine bad 
weather, but there are other tints which speak with 
equal clearness and accuracy. A bright yellow sky 
iu the evening indicates wind; a pale yellow, wet; 
a neutral gray color constitutes a favorable sign in 
the evening, an unfavorable one iu the morning. 
The clouds are full of meaning in themselves. If 
their forms are soft, undefined and feathery, the 
weather will be fine; If the edges are hard, sharp 
and definite it will be foul. Geuerally speaking, any 
deep, unusual hues betoken wind or rain; while the 
more quiet and delicate tints bespeak fair weather. 
Simple as these maxims are, the British Board of 
Trade has thought fit to publish them for the use of 
seafaring men. 
Curious Experiment.— Take a piece of paste¬ 
board, about five inches square, roll it into a tubOj 
with one end just large enough to fit around the eye, 
aud the other end rather smaller. Hold the tube 
between the thumb and finger of the right hand (do 
not grasp it with the whole band;) pul the large end 
close against the right eye, and with the left hand 
hold a book against the 6ide of the tube. Be sure 
and keep both eyes open, and there will appear to be 
a hole through the book, aud objects seen as if 
through the hole instead of through the tube. The 
right eye sees through the tube, and the left eye sees 
the book, aud the two appearances are so confounded 
together that they can not be separated. The left 
hand can be held against the tube instead of a book ? 
and the hole will seem to be through the hand. 
Two leaker missionaries, travelling in Syria, have, 
during the Iasi, few weeks, had an interesting inter¬ 
view with the great Aiab chieftan, Abdel-Kader, 
once the leader of the Algerine tribes against the 
French armies. He now resides at Damascus, 
whither he has been followed by about seven hun¬ 
dred African Arabs. Here he enjoys a pension of 
£4,000 a year, granted him by the Emperor Napoleon. 
Du. B. A. Gould, of Cambridge, Mass., who is 
now engaged in preparing statistics of the Sanitary 
Commission, says the average height of Americau 
soldiers is greater than that of any other civilized 
country, and that the average height of Indiana 
soldiers is greater than that of the soldiers from any 
other State of the Union. 
C. M. Bailey’s oil-cloth factory at Skowhegan, 
Me., turns out about 400 pieces of 35 yards each, em¬ 
ploying between 40 and 50 hands, in two buildings 
120 by 50 feet and five stories high. Each piece of 
carpeting passes through 75 different processes. 
There are two directly opposite reasons why a 
man cannot sometimes get credit; one is because he 
is not known, the other is because he is. 
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