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A NEW TREATMENT FOR MALARIA. 
T HE increasing difficulty concerning help 
in this portion of New Jersey is yearly 
assuming greater importance. Out-of-doors 
and in-doors there is an evident deterioration 
ot quality of the help employed. Several 
causes combine to render such an opinion 
justifiable. Our help is chiefly of a colored 
variety. The love of applejack interferes 
sadly with the sobriety and reliability of the 
males, while the younger females evince an in¬ 
disposition to work, that is trying to an ambi¬ 
tious housekeeper. Of course, this charge does 
not include all, but there is an average 
growth of the objections referred to, which is 
greatly to be regretted. In consequence of 
this condition of things employers find it to 
their advantage carefully to cultivate the vir¬ 
tue of patience, and exercise a calm resigna¬ 
tion to the inevitable. A mental obtuseness 
to the failings of our employees may also be 
profitably practiced, although from a strictly 
moral point of view perhaps it is not to be rec¬ 
ommended. A few generations bacs the an¬ 
cestors of our colored population were slaves. 
It may be safely assumed that if their fore¬ 
fathers were abused by the early slave-own¬ 
ing settlers, their numerous progeny are now 
amply avengiug the fate of their suffering 
sires on the heads of their present employers. A 
few antiquated specimens of native Jersey men 
still survive as day laborers, but from obvious 
causes their number is yearly diminishing. 
The blacks fill the chief requirements in the 
house and on the farm and their follies or 
their virtues, such as they are, crowd hard on 
llie white laborer. Slowly he has ceased to 
compete and has either given up the ghost en¬ 
tirely or gone to more congenial soils or social 
environments. A few Italians are creeping 
in. At first the advent of these human ants 
was viewed with disfavor by the farming 
community. No depleted hen roosts or trad¬ 
itional resorts to the knife or dagger have 
been recorded, and now they are not an un¬ 
welcome alternate with the darkey. As yet, 
however, they are a large minority and Cato 
and Julius and their confreres have compar¬ 
atively undisputed sway. 
The superstitions and reverential belief In 
the mysterious power of charms and spells 
still maintains as vigorous a hold on the mind 
of the average African-American as it did 
on the minds of his savage ancestors. Perhaps 
it may not be so aggressive and dangerous, 
but it is there, nevertheless. Those yielding 
to such folly may be church members in good 
standing; they may be the loudest shouters 
for Christian glory and, withal, sanguine can¬ 
didates for the straight gate, but a rabbit’s 
foot when properly wrapped in red flannel, 
with a few hairs of a black cat, the claws of a 
crow and toe of a toad, with some other equal¬ 
ly potential mediums, will invoke an influence 
for good or bad that all the strength of the 
church may not equal. Especial confidence is 
felt in the evil effects of spells, which the bad- 
minded and vicious are able to cast on their 
victims. Fortunately it often happens that 
the neighborhood affords some happily en¬ 
dowed person who can impose a counter 
charm or so advise a remedy as to down the 
evil spell or prove an antidote for dangerous 
cases. 
The following tale of horror that a colored 
neighbor related to me on the subject of ‘‘black 
art” will serve to illustrate the state of tribu¬ 
lations from the machinations of an old 
woman, which he was firmly convinced had 
been practiced on him and from which he was 
still suffering. I have endeavored to give it 
in the dialect that the excited patient used 
most of the time when telling his troubles. 
The fellow was several degrees removed in in¬ 
telligence above the average colored day la¬ 
borer. He was the owner ot several acres of 
ground, a neat little cottage, a horse and 
wagon of which he was modestly proud, a 
cow, and numbers of other little comforts 
that combine to render a darkey’s heart a 
light one indeed. Altnough the snows of 74 
winters have whitened his kinky wool, yet 
they have shown little inroad on his well-knit 
frame and Cate's services are in active de¬ 
mand by resident farmers who want a good 
day’s work done. He had recently suffered 
from what was doubtless an attack of malaria 
superinduced by working near low and 
marshy ground. Not appearing as usual 
about his house for a few days, I stopped one 
morning to learn if his illness had taken on a 
serious turn. I found him stretched on a 
“shake-down” close by the hot kitchen stove. 
He partly arose as I entered with: “Boss 
l’se ’bleeged to yo’ fur cornin’ to see a pore 
sick man, but 1’se better’n I was, yes I’se good 
deal better; in fac, I’m jess flnishin’off gittin' 
well, lse had a doctor, leastwise I call him a 
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doctor; doan [spec white folk would say he 
was a doctor, but dar’s sometings white folks 
doan b’leeve and curous 'nough dey can’t be 
made to b’leeve nuther, but cullud folks 
knows dey is true. 
Has he holped me ? You jess bet he 
holped me ; he’s ’bout done cured me.” 
“ What did he do for you, Cato ?” 
“ Dat’s it now, boss ; dat’s it, ’twould’nt do 
no manner er good to tell you, cause, ’s I said 
b’fore, white folks doan bleeve nothin an tain 
no use to argyfy wid you.” 
“Go ahead, Cato, if the doctor cured you 
that’s proof enough certainly.” 
“Well, den, you ’member dat ole cullud 
woman I hed ter keep house for me last spring? 
Yes, well wot you spose she wanted ob me? 
Why, sah, she jess wanted me ’ter marry her 
—fac,sah”— 
“ She could have done much worse than try 
to persuade you to marry her, could she not, 
Cato ?” 
“ Not much wuss fur me, boss, ’bleeged to 
you ; but you doan s’pose I’d marry sich an 
ole darkey’s she wus ?—no, sah, Cato knows 
bettern’n dat, an 1 told her so too. 
* Well den,’ she says ‘ Cato you’se kin keep 
house fo’ yous’f. I doan keep house fur no 75- 
yar-old widder like you be,’ an’ she packs up 
her duds an lit out ’bout de maddest pussun 
dat ebber let dis place. 
Now, right hyar is whar de trubble all 
cum in. After she lef I went up stairs an slep 
on de same bed me and my wife Susan used 
ter sleep on ’fore Susan died, an dat’s de same 
bed de ole woman slep on fore she lef my 
house—Well next mawnin I felt curious like— 
I’se hed misery time’n gin but nothin like dat 
feelin—De ole woman when she lef she says : 
‘ Cato, yo’ll git de misery shore,’ and she had 
’bout de meanest look ebb§r seed on a wom¬ 
an’s face. Well, I kep on gittin wus an gittin 
wus and finally I ’eluded ter go’n see dis doc¬ 
tor—I tole him how I lost my wife, Susan, an 
how I hed a house-keeper ’tw anted ter marry 
me, an’ how mad she wus wen I ’fused to 
marry her an ’bout my sleepin’ on de same 
bed de ole woman slep on, an’ now, boss, you 
jest mind wot he said, he says : ‘Cato, you’se 
had a blight put on you, you’se got a enemy. 
Hain you ben sleepin on de same bed dat 
enemy slept on ?’ I tell you, boss, he jess 
knowd all bout dis case, fact, I nebber seed a 
man knowed so much’s he knowed. 
* Cato you mus put a stop to de wuk of det 
enemy er youse’l jess foller Susan—shore’— 
‘But how kin I stop him, doctor,’ sez I— 
’an sez he, 
‘ Did’n I tole you you’se been sleeping on 
same bed dat enemy slep on? Now you mus 
bu’n dat bed; take ’er way in de back lot 
somewhar—anywhar—an bu’n it. Nothin but 
fiah’ll cure you, Cato. Wen you bu’n de bed, 
youse’ll jess bu’n de life out'en dat enemy 
an de blight’l let go twonct an’ mor’n likely 
dat enemy won’t live the yar out.’ 
Last week I tuk de straw tick an de fedder 
tick out’en de back side my orchard an bu’nd 
em both and hyar I am gittin’ well ebbry 
day. Now, boss, wot you tink ob dat? Ain’ 
dat de proof f’ 
“ Didn’t he give you any medicine to take, 
Cato?” 
“ Yes, he gib me sum bitter medicine out’en 
er bottle, but tain’ dat wot’s curin’ me; ’tain’t 
dat, its bu’nin de bed wots doin’ de work.” 
“Well, Cato, the doctor has done a good 
work, he has filled your stomach with quinine 
and your wooly head with nonrense, and that 
nonsense has cost you a good bed.” 
“ Dar you is now, boss, wat’d I tole you? 
Sich unbieevin’ wuk’ll mak it mighty hard 
for you ebber to git frue de eye of a needle; 
maybe some ob dat ’proved ’chinery on your 
fahm ’1 git yo frue, but i’se mighty feared 
not.” Cato’s idea of bringing the temporal 
aid of farm machinery to assist a weak spirit¬ 
ual faith sufficiently to enable me to make a 
safe passage through the eye of a needle, was 
unique even if not practical. a. t. t. 
Franklin Park, N. J. 
MAGAZINE REVIEWS. 
S T. NICHOLAS’S list of song and story for 
the youngsters is so good that it is diffi¬ 
cult tc select from it, but perhaps the most 
interesting is the short sketch, with photo¬ 
graphic portraits of YoshiHito, Maru No Mi- 
ya, the child of modern Japan, by Eliza R. 
Scidmore. The present ruler of Japan passed 
his early life, like his ancestors, in the strict 
seclusion of the imperial palace, his sacred 
face unseen by his subjects, and going abroad 
only in a covered palanquin to some other 
high-walled palace or temple. But his only 
son, Haru, who will be 10 years old the last 
day of next August, and who is about the 
size of one of our six-year-old boys, is quite 
emancipated, making laws of conduct for him¬ 
self in a way quite horrifying to the old no¬ 
bles. He answers his father back, (though 
very politely) contradicts, and gives his own 
opinion as if it were an ordinary father he ad¬ 
dressed, instead of the Son of Heaven, the 
121st ruler in Japan’s unbroken imperial line. 
The young prince’s opinions and ways are 
said to greatly please the Emperor. 
A laughable incident occurred at a school 
entertainment at Tokio, when he was only 
seven years old. Noticing a small American 
boy with his hat on, he ordered his aide to go 
and tell the boy to take off his hat; butbecom 
ing impatient, before the officer could reach 
the offender, young Japan left his seat, 
marched down, and himself knocked off the 
offending hat. “Young America never 
stopped to see who the aggressor was, but 
struck back, and in a few minutes the future 
emperor and one of our future presidents had 
clinched, and were slapping and pounding 
each other in the most democratic manner. 
The horrified nobles and the frightened pa¬ 
rents of the American separated them. 4 That 
boy slapped me first, when I wasn’t doing 
anything to him 1 ’ persisted the young Amer¬ 
ican. 1 1 have punished that boy for his im¬ 
politeness in wearing his hat in my presence!’ 
said the pompous princeling.” Young Haru 
is a cclonel in the Japanese army, and wears 
the military uniform. One set of gray-head¬ 
ed nobles escort him to school, and carry his 
books to and fro, while others attend the mite 
of a prince during his play-hours. He plays 
foot-ball and other school games as earnestly 
as he studies, and has decided upon English as 
the first foreign language to learn. 
“ Louis the Resolute” is another story from 
real life. It tells how a lad walked from 
Chelsea, Mass., to Washington, to secure a 
naval appointment. After encountering 
what seemed unconquerable difficulties,which 
he overcame by his unyielding perseverance 
and resolution, he finally attained his desire, 
though a special law had to be passed to get 
him into the navy. A fac-simile of the auto¬ 
graph note sent by Mr. Lincoln to the Secre¬ 
tary in the lad’s behalf, is an interesting fea¬ 
ture of the article, which is contributed by 
Harriet Taylor Hpton. 
“ Grandpapa’s Coat,” by Alice Maude 
Ewell, portrays the social and home life of the 
young people of Revolutionary times very 
prettily. Grandpapa was a Whig who had 
sworn to wear the same coat till the war was 
over. Nancy and Cis, who lived with him, 
and who were “ mightily set up (as was more 
common with gentlefolks of those days than 
now), about being Hardwicks of Hardwick’s 
Choice,” patched the coat with crooked and 
puckered patches, and finally with a piece of 
bright yellow buckram, “ so that Grandpapa 
can't wear it to the ball,” as Nancy said. 
The story is illustrated with several taking 
pictures, including one of the two sisters. 
“ Among the Florida Keys,” by Charles 
Frederick Holder, is the first of a pleasant se¬ 
ries of articles on Natural History, written in 
an entertaining style, and with plenty of boys 
in it. There is another installment of “ The 
Bunny Stories.” The Bunnies are pictured 
with rabbits’ heads, but the rest of the bodies 
look strangely like those of boys and girls, 
and it is not difficult for the least bright of 
our little ones to apply the Bunnies’ good re¬ 
solutions and imitate their good deeds. “How 
a Battle is Sketched,” “ How Mattie Went to 
Meeting,” “ How Rockets are Made,” and di¬ 
rections for making soap bubbles help make 
up the prose, and there are half a dozen or 
more finely illustrated poems, besides an odd 
picture of “ Mermaids and Their Pets,” drawn 
by Mildred Howells, the daughter of the 
novelist, W. D. Howells. 
T HE CENTURY for July presents a very 
timely article by Charles Barnard, en¬ 
titled “Inland Navigation in the United 
States. ” The Americans are great travelers, 
and one of the pleasantest modes of travel 
during the summer season is by water. Mr. 
Barnard pictures the delights of a water voy¬ 
age on many of our inland water-ways. He 
states that on June 30, 1886, we had 5,467 
steamers in use on our coasts, rivers and 
lakes. We have over 20,000 miles ot naviga¬ 
ble waters traversed by regular lines of steam¬ 
boats. “We have several great routes on 
which one can travel for a week without 
changing his state-room.” There are hun¬ 
dreds of towns whose only means of commu¬ 
nication are by water, aud millions of people 
receive their mail by steamboat. “No man 
can fairly be said to know this country until 
he has seen it from the deck of a Sound or 
coastwise steamer, or from the guards of a 
Western river boat; until he has looked over 
the waters of the great Northern lakes, steam¬ 
ed through the Golden Gate, or gazed from 
his state-room windows upon Alaska glaciers.” 
Descriptions are given of Western river boats, 
stern-wheel boats, Sound steamers, and^many 
others, ending with a description ot the new 
Sound steamers Puritan, Connecticut and City 
of Worcester, the Hudson river boat New 
York, and the screw propelling ferry-boat, 
Bergen. The Puritan which made its first 
trip about three weeks ago, is the largest and 
finest boat of its class ever built. It is 420 
feet long over all, has four decks, 91 feet wide 
at the center, and is 70 feet high. The boat 
can carry comfortably 3,000 passengers, and 
hass leeping accommodations for 1,200. It is 
lighted by electricity, and is propelled by en¬ 
gines of 7,500 horse-power. The article is 
profusely illustrated. Mr. Kennan’s Siberian 
article is entitled: “The Free Command at 
the Mines of Kara,” and describes a night 
visit to the political exiles. The Lincoln his¬ 
tory deals with the circumstances attending 
Lincoln’s renommation, the Wade-Davis 
Manifesto, and Horace Greeley’s Peace Mis¬ 
sion. The artist, Frederic Remington, gives 
his experiences among the Apache and Co¬ 
manche Indians, and his article receives add¬ 
ed interest through its criticism by Hamilton 
Wright Mabie under Open Letters. “The 
Last Trip In,” the picture by Mrs. Mary Hal- 
lock Foote, is also a Western scene. Bishop 
Hurst in “The Temperance Question in In¬ 
dia,” gives the results of his experience and ob¬ 
servations during a recent visit to that coun¬ 
try. The native appellation for intoxicating 
liquors is a striking and suggestive one: 
“ Apka Shrab” or “Government Shame 
Water.” Other very interesting articles are 
“ Women in Early Ireland,” “ Presentiments, 
Visions and Apparitions,” “An Echo of An- 
tietam,” etc. A number of poems lend spice 
to the feast of good things. The Century Co., 
New York. 
S CRIBNER for July opens with an inter¬ 
esting article on the “ Telegraph of 
To-day,” by Charles L. Buckingham. A 
complete history of the evolution of the tel¬ 
egraph from its first invention to the present 
time is given, together with explanations of 
the duplex and quadruplex methods, the 
Wheatstone, chemical-automatic and stock 
telegraph instruments, deep-sea telegraphy 
and the methods of finding breaks in cables, 
communication between ships at sea without 
a wire, telegraphing from moving trains by 
induction, etc. The article is profusely 
illustrated, and while some parts of it ar 
too scientific to be interesting reading to 
the average man, there is much valua¬ 
ble information for the general reader. 
“ How the Derby was Won,” by HarrisoqJ 
Robertson, will prove attractive reading for] 
the devotees of horse-facing. Another install-; 
ment of Robert Louis Stevenson’s “ They 
Master of Ballantrae” is given. “The Rock 
of Beranger,” by T. R. Sullivan, gives the in¬ 
cidents of a walking tour made by two young 
men in the mountains of Switzerland. “ The 
Governor,” by George A. Hibbard, is a very 
cleverly written story. The Governor, after 
acquiring riches and honor, decides to pay a 
visit to his boyhood’s home, which he had left 
nearly two score years before, because the 
girl upon wnom he had lavished his 
boyish affection had been won by 
another. By chance he is taken to 
the house of his birth, which he finds in¬ 
habited by his hated rival, a retired country 
doctor, and his interesting family, the young¬ 
est daughter of which is to be married ou 
the morrow. He stays. The bride confides in 
him as to “Jack’s” position with a firm in the 
city where they are co live, and his hopes as 
to a partnership. A telegram goes from the 
Governor to the city,and during the reception 
following the wedding, one is received by 
“ Jack,” apprising him that arrangements for 
the partnership can now be consummated. 
Some half-dozen complete stories, with sev¬ 
eral poems and a comedietta in one act, com¬ 
plete the number. Charles Scribner’s Sons, 
New York. 
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