T 
HE 
RURhl mew-yorkeb. 
THE COTTAGE GATE. 
BT ETHEL TANK. 
In the sultry time of mowing. 
When the fields are full of hay, 
Pretty Janet brings her sewing 
To the gate, at the dose of day. 
Do you wonder tha t she lingers— 
Often glances down the, lane ? 
Do you ask me why her fingers 
Seem to find their work a strain ? 
Dove-dreams hold her in their tether; 
Love is often (as we know) 
Idle in the summer weather. 
Idlest in the sunset glow. 
Now the toil of day is over: 
Jnnet has not long to wait 
For a shadow on the clover, 
And a footstep at the gate. 
How is this ?—The slighted sheeting 
Has boon taken up auow; 
Very quiet is her greeting, 
Scarcely raised those eyes of blue. 
Now he leans upon the railing, 
Tells her all about, the hay; 
Still hiB pains aeeiu unavailing— 
Very little will she say. 
If you think it strange, my reader, 
Learn a lesson from the rose. 
She, from the garden's queenly leader. 
Fairest flower that ever blows. 
Not at once she flaunts her petals; 
First a bud of sober green; 
By-and-by the stretching BOpals 
Show a dash of rod between. 
Breezes rock her; sunbeams woo her; 
Wide and wider does she start; 
Opens alf ber crimson treasure. 
Yields the fragrance at her heart. 
Ah! the rose buds will not render 
All their secrets in one day; 
And the maiden, shy and tender. 
Is as diffident as they. 
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SOME FEATURES OF NEW YORK LIFE. 
NEW YORK RESTAURANTS. 
A New Depaiture-Its History. 
Nkw-York has lived without cooks for a longer 
time, probably, than any place with pretensions 
on this planet. In private families and boarding¬ 
houses steak has been given over to ignorance, and 
boiled potatoes, as they should be boiled, are as 
unknown, as the whereabouts of the “ Lost 
Tribes." Among the many doubtful favors be¬ 
stowed on this land ot freedom by the Emerald 
Isle is included the female cook, God lias given 
us the tood-and delicious it is-but Ireland, alas! 
has sent the cooks. The miseries of the Now-York 
boarding-house deserve a chapter all to them¬ 
selves, every w ord printed in capitals, but I prefer, 
like the Celestials, to commence with the dessert, 
i,y speaking of the pleasant reform, that Is now op¬ 
erating in favor of a belter cuisi)m. 
The new, cheap restaurants may be said to have 
a mushroom growth, so tpilckly have they appeared 
and multiplied on the face of the earth. We have 
always had our Delmonlco, and latterly an active 
rival, the Brunswick, while several hotels have 
acquired more than local fame because ot excel¬ 
lent cooking. These may be called the library 
editions, lavishly bound, only io be enjoyed by 
those whom fate has equipped with a pair of 
shears and a barrel or four-per-cents ; t he cheaper 
paper cover editions, bo to speak, arc of very re¬ 
cent date, but it is now a very pleasant tact that 
one may enjoy a good dinner at several restau¬ 
rants on the payment of one dollar ; more mod¬ 
erate gastronomic aspirations And satisfaction, 
even, for only sixty cents! it, is as curious as 
pleasant to trace the rise ancl progress ot such an 
admirable order ot things. 
Queer to relate, the man who flrst attracted con¬ 
siderable attention as a restaurateur with low 
prices, was an Irishman named Donovan. An Illus¬ 
tration ot the laws of compensations, lie con¬ 
verted a private house In West Twelfth street into 
a bower where an excellent tabled’ hole. Including 
wine was provlved, tor *L.5i> pet head. This was 
the first gun for freedom and a good dinner. Num¬ 
berless young men deserted lroardlug-house tables, 
established themselves In furnished lodgings, and 
realized that, lor a long tlrno they had lived with¬ 
out dining. 
presently an Italian, Morello, established him¬ 
self In the Fourth avenue, directly under a photo¬ 
grapher, and It was not, long before It became 
generally known that one could worship at this 
shrine of Epicurus onlhc payment of only olghty- 
Uve cants. What gay memories entwine them¬ 
selves about those stuffy little parlors. There, 
any evening, one saw clustered around the little 
tables cozy parties ot four or less, intent Upon eat¬ 
ing a good dinner, well served. Tile waiters were 
polite, attentive, noiseless; could take orders In a 
half-dozen tongues without letting their linguistic 
accomplishments betray' them into the impropriety' 
of taking a too active Interest in the sprightly 
talk of the guests. All climes, all classes, all de¬ 
grees met there to dine. The well-regulated Ger¬ 
man brought the entire family and a mend, and 
the tongue of the fatherland became almost agree¬ 
able to listen to under the emollient effect of cilsp 
salad, dressed with Lucca oil. The journalist who 
had made a “strike,” and the artist, who had been 
fortunate In disposing ot a - pot boiler," paid tri¬ 
bute to Morello, who was the living expression of 
a beatitude as he sat behind his little desk, lie 
seemed to know that Ills mission was to do good, 
and looked as If ho was convinced that he had lilt 
upon the light means, and was receiving his re¬ 
ward In advance ot the hereafter. 
A countryman of Morello, Martiuelll, urged on 
by the spirit of competition, presently displayed 
tils banner on the outer wall further up the same 
avenue, and Instead ot Inscribing on It “ still 
higher,” announced that seventy-Jlve cents was tUe 
price of his table d'hote. Here, then, was an em¬ 
barrassment of riches. A good dinner and poor 
wine for three-quarters of a dollar! Trade was 
immense. Martluolll confined himself more strict¬ 
ly to Italian methods ot cooking; hence attracted 
the larger number of his countrymen. It was 
funny to see Americans trying to eat macaroni 
after the. most approved Italian manner. To the 
native it was a simple matter to transfer tills 
toothsome dish from plate to mouth. It was sim¬ 
ply a continuous stream of macaroni. Like those 
optical toys designed to show the phenomena of 
light, when the slatted disc is violently set spin¬ 
ning, the separate colors blend into a white streak, 
so witl the elusive vegetable—it was merely a 
white streak extending from mouth to plate, the 
fork playing a running accompaniment. The 
Yankee, on the other hand, had to submit to awk¬ 
ward breaks in the process, that left the maca¬ 
roni suspended from his mout h In very ungraceful 
strings, while he struggled to put out or sight a 
dangling and palpitating mass. But It was very 
good, once down. Martinelll lias made money, 
moved up town, opened a larger and more preten¬ 
tious establishment, and by adding a few nuts and 
raisins to the menu, has had the audacity to In¬ 
crease his tariff to one dollar. 1 don’t pray lor ills 
success, especially as the latest addition to this 
brotherhood of benefactors has opened a charming 
place and gives an admirable dinner for sixty 
centsl How can worth and cheapness any fur¬ 
ther go '! 
The Hotel Iluugana was originally started as an 
enterprise of a wine merchant who took this 
means of popularizing Hungarian wines. Here 
there was capital with which to build, and as a 
consequence. It is a spot where a good dinner is 
served amid Inviting surroundings. Flanking the 
tables are candelabra of the most ornate kind. In¬ 
terspersed with vases and hanging baskets filled 
with growing plants. A miniature fountain plashes 
musically', and the slippered waiters glide about 
noiselessly, like the ministering angels that they 
are, while the guest leisurely looks over the papers, 
daffy. Illustrated and foreign, before Ills soup is 
served. The wine here is extra. But what does 
one get for sixty cents? l append the menu for 
one day, with the remark that the viands are 
good, excellently cooked, and bountiful: Soup- 
Julienne ; Fish—Cod, oyster-sauce ; ltoast—Beef; 
Vegetables—Potatoes, string beans; Game—Roast 
duck; salad ; Dessert—Blanc-mange, wine sauce; 
Cheese—Neuiehatel; Coffee, 
After having discussed this satisfying meal, and 
lighted one's cigar, there is just about time to con¬ 
sume It before the play commences at some one of 
the theatres in the vicinity, or If the diner is not 
in the humor for histrionics, he may saunter up 
Broadway reflecting the while on the satisfaction 
he has secured for so small an outlay, and being 
In too happy a frame ot mind to harbor resent¬ 
ment, he thinks of his old boarding-house days in 
a spirit of mllcl contempt, while apropos of the 
restaurateurs the ever recurring conundrum Is : 
How can they afford to give- so good a dinner for 
so little money ? But they need never answer the 
quest ion U only they will continue to demonstrate 
the fact. Raconteck. 
SHE SAW "PINAFORE.” 
ILetter from Doll Boffin to Her Cousin 
Primrose. 
Boston, May till. lsio. 
Mv Dearest Prim. : — Why don’t you write 
ofiener? It has been an age since 1 received a 
single line from you. Let me see. Your last letter . 
was dated April 30th. You kuow you promised to 
write awfully often. But that was not what I was 
about to say. My dear, 1 have seen “ Pinafore!’’ 
To be sure, I have seen it about twenty limes In 
New York, but this is quite another thing. It Is 
the “ideal” Pinafore, It you please, Lucy and I 
were, out shopping. You remember Lucy—such a 
dear, good girl, but weal's such positively frightful 
hats! a lie says it doesn't signify about what Is on 
the top of one’s head, so long as one has something 
Inside. You should hear her talk French. Real 
•New Englaud French. Well, uo matter. As I 
said we were shopping and i saw posted all 
over the city, in great, big letters, 41 H. M. a. 
Pinafore—the ‘Ideal’—our Boston favorites; for 
a limited season!” I said to Lucy that 1 must 
see that or die. And then she told me all about 
them. There were Myron Whitney and Barnabee, 
Tom Karl and Miss Beebe, and oh, a whole battery 
of the most treawndoas church canons. Really 
quite swell, you know, for Boston; and that It was 
just perfectly splendid. She dldu’t say it in Just 
those words—Lucy abhors slang. Sim said it “ was 
an uncommon combination ot Boston’s best musi¬ 
cal * eulchar,’ for the purpose of rendering in an 
Idyll lie manner the most truly clever serlo-satlrl- 
caL-comlc work th.u has ot late been offered to 
refined and appreciative Boston audiences." That 
decided It, my dear, I should have seen that “ Pina¬ 
fore ” If 1 had had to go in last winter's bonnet! 
And we went, Lucy and I. It’s too runny to see 
the girls going alone to the theatre. You know 
the men are so scarce—at any rate, so Lucy says— 
that it is awfully hard to get an escort, so they 
just, go tn couples by themselves. We went to the 
box-office and purchased our tickets just like 
litt le men. Think of it I a reserved seat for seventy- 
live cents, as we entered the lobby 1 saw any 
number oi youug fellows, and 1 thought Lucy must 
be mistaken about there not being enough of the 
article logo round, l think it’s because there are 
not a quantum suf. ot pretty gL.ls to make Ran 
object. There I don't you breathe u woedot tiffs. 
Not even to Flora .Jones. It’s wry confidential. 
l thought the curtain never would go up, but. i 
did not wlud that so much, as I was talking away, 
as usual, at least thirteen to the dozen. I noticed 
that Lucy was very quiet, but 1 was so well 
pleased at, listening to my own gabble that 1 
thought nothing about It, until 1 suddenly turned 
to ask a question. Well, you will never believe It, 
but, my dear— she teas chevying gum! You could 
have waited me away with a zephyr (Is that right. 
It’s so much easier to say these words than to 
spell them—and I would’nt ask Lucy for worlds /) 
Well, the curtain did go up finally and there 
was the “ ideal” crew of t,h(L“ Pinafore” all “Bos¬ 
ton Favorites.” They hitched up their trousers In 
real nautical style and began the open lug chorus. 
Then “Little Buttercup” appeared. She looked 
the character better than any Buttercup I have 
seen. That woman was five and thirty if she was 
a daj! Then she carried an “ Ideal ” basket, j ust 
such an one as you would expect a “ Boston Fa¬ 
vorite” to have, real American make with patent 
tin fastenings on the corners ; instead of getting 
something t hat looked as If it might have been 
made in England. She sang pretty well, but her 
feet were too largs—much too large. Then Mr. 
Tom Karl—“ Uackstraw ”—appoared. It was too 
amusing. He thought he had the real sailor roll. 
But that, was all right. The only sea he ever saw 
was a Bishop's See, probably. He sang very well, 
also. Oh! you deal - old Prim., If you had only 
been along what, fun we should have had! “ Jose¬ 
phine" was killing. She’s as pretty, as pretty as— 
well, as a Bostonian, an “ ideal” Bostonian, and a 
Favorite” Into the bargain. Her idea of express¬ 
ing emotion Is to clap her hands to her ears and 
sway up to the foot-lights with a motion that com¬ 
mences at her feet and goes up as if there were 
four concealed binges worked by springs some¬ 
where about her dress. “ Rackstraw”; had the 
same gait, and when they did the emotional to¬ 
gether they bobbed about like travelers riding on 
camels. And “Sir Joseph Porter,”—well he was 
the sickest Sir J. P. I ever saw, a regular stick, 
and he thought he was too “ Ideal” for anything. I 
know he did. 
Up to this point 1 had behaved very well, but 
when the “ sisters, cousins and aunts” appeared, 
I exploded, it was a sight for gods! •• llebe” was 
a perfect fright. Her form —well, I’ll tell you about 
that when I reach home. It was “ Ideal.” You 
never saw anything like It unless It was in some 
collection or antiquities. The other relatives 
afforded me food for amusement during the re¬ 
mainder of the opera. 1 can’t tell you about them, 
1 shall have to act it out for your special delectation. 
Poor Lucy! She thought it was all very tine, 
and spoke In the highest terms oi the “ Favorites. ’ 
Prtmnffc, you may just thank your stars, that, 
you Uve in New York and are Invited to see a real 
good play occasionally. By the way, did Charlie 
Macguflln caff this week ? I met Ids cousin here. 
He wears eye-glasses and says •* cawnt” for can't. 
Did you get. my gloves? I received the lace nicely, 
that, you sent foiled In the Home Journal. Grand¬ 
pa says Its wrong to cheat the malls, and I said we 
always fooled t he males when we could, and Lucy 
said puns were not intellectual. I am afraid you 
won’t consider riffs letter Very intellectual, con¬ 
sidering I’ve been in Boston a whole week, but 
then I’m not a “ Favorite,” you know. 
Write soon, there’s a dear, and believe me your 
a wfully affectionate Dolly. 
P. S. Did Frank say anything about me Sun¬ 
day Why don't be write? Yours till death. 
Howto Make Cologne Water. —With no trouble 
at all, auy*one can make in her own storerpom a 
better article or cologne than that which is usually 
bought, by thoroughly dissolving a fluid drachm 
of the offs of bergamot, orange and rosemary, each 
with a half a draelim oi neroli and a pint of recti¬ 
fied spirits. As good as can be made out of cologne 
Itself, however, is also prepared by mixing with 
one pint, of rectified spirits two fluid drachms each 
of the offs ot bergamot and lemon, one of the off ot 
orange, and hall as much of that of rosemary, to¬ 
gether with three-quarters ot a drachm of neroli 
and four drops each of the essence ot' ambergris 
and musk. 
If this Is subsequently distilled, It. makes what, 
may be called a perfect cologne, but it becomes 
exceedingly fine by being kept tightly stopped for 
two or three months to ripen and mellow before 
use.—Chemist. 
MAGAZINES. 
contents ok Lippincott’s lor May: Why do We 
like Paris? Two Papers.—I. Illustrated, Sarah B. 
Winter; Erytlirouium (Dog’s-tooth violet), e. S. 
F.; From Norway to York, illustrated, II. M. Rob¬ 
inson; Through winding Ways, chaps. XXXII. 
XXXV., Ellen W. oluey; The Tramp in Four cen¬ 
turies, Octave Thabet; Women’s Husbands.—II. 
The False Prince. (Concluded); My village tn the 
youth. Partin., Annie Porter; The Home of the 
Two Widows, Oscar Fay Adams; My Hero, Isabel¬ 
la Alderson; Myra’s House, C. c. c.; consum- 
matum est, Paul It. Hayne: Beach-Birds, Illus¬ 
trated, Nathan Clifford Brown; cardinal Richelieu 
as a Dramatist and Stage-Manager, Lucy II. Hoop¬ 
er; Our Monthly Gossip—On Proposals of Marriage 
—A Literary Nestor—Two Naughty Little Boys— 
Shelley and Lesser vegetarians—some Oriental 
Superstitions—What the English Schoolboy Learns 
about American Geography; Literature of the 
Day—Hamerton's Life ot J. M. W. Turner—Lady 
Anne Blunt's Bedouin Tribes of the Euphrates— 
Perry's History of the Church of England—Ballard 
and Thayer’s American Plant-Book. 
What the English Schoolboy Learns about 
American Geography.—A few Items of United 
States geography, gleaned from a standard Eng¬ 
lish school-book, may, we think, prove fresh to our 
readers. This book, which was recently put into 
the hands ot an American boy at an English school, 
is entitled Elements or Geography, and is from the 
learned pen of Dr. Alexander Mackay, who writes 
the letters I.L.U. and F.R G.s. after his name. It 
Is a small, closely-printed volume, between whose 
modest covers an astonishing amount of informa¬ 
tion Is accumulated, its scope embracing the whole 
science of geography, pliyslcaL political and mathe¬ 
matical. U Is no uew and untried production, but 
bears proudly on its utic-page the record of lis 
thirty-seventh thousand, while an abridgment, en¬ 
titled Outlines of Geography. Is already In its hun¬ 
dred and sLxth thousand. A brief preface Informs 
us that the greatest care has been taken to put the 
Elements fairly abreast of the new and Improved 
edition of the author’s Manual of Geography, which 
we presume is equivalent to a promise of Its being 
abreast of the times. Evidences of this care are 
not wanting. Our own civil war and the Franco- 
Prusslan war both receive due mention, with the 
difference that the final results of the latter are 
recorded, while the former, we are left to Infer, Is 
only at the commencement of Its end. A brief but 
thrilling summary of Its events leaves It with the 
curtain just about to descend: “ After a. length¬ 
ened contest of the most sanguinary character the 
fleets and armies of the North have at length tri¬ 
umphed—Richmond has been evacuated, most of 
the Confederate generals have surrendered, and 
President Davis has been captured.” This past 
tense of yesterday has the vividness of an histor¬ 
ical present. We advance a little beyond Rich¬ 
mond. however, on another page, where we find 
this latest bulletin: “Many slaves were set free 
during the late civil war, while by a recent procla¬ 
mation of President Lincoln liberty has been ex¬ 
tended to the entire remainder.” 
Turning from History to geography proper, we 
find that Albany, which we had regarded as a 
quoit-stake for New York “rings,” Is “a large, 
thriving city, most advantageously situated both 
for foreign commerce and inland trade;” also that 
** its university is the principal educational estab¬ 
lishment of the United Btates.” Harvard takes a 
more modest place as t he “ oldest and best-endowed 
seminary In the Union," though, as a partial con¬ 
solation, Its library is stated to lie the largest In 
America. Providence Is likewise noted as a literary 
and educational center, while Rttsburg In Its 
mountain-retreat Is credited. In addition to Its Iron 
industry, with an extensive activity in shipbuild¬ 
ing. Washington enjoys two claims to distinction: 
first, as the capital of the District of Columbia; 
secondly, as the metropolis of the United States. 
Detroit, Is stiff more remarkably characterized. In 
addition to a shipbuilding fame which it shares 
with Pittsburg, It. is distinguished as “thelanding- 
place of hosts of emigrants from Europe.” 
Thus are our cities arbitrarily exalted or made 
low. till we begin to suspect that some artlul 
Yankee, with fits own ends either of business or 
pleasure. In view, has submitted the worthy doctor 
to the process known In slang phrase as stuffing. 
Not less bewildering Is his mode of - locating ” 
some American towns. It Is a pretty broad state¬ 
ment to mention Toronto, Hamilton. Cleveland, 
Detroit and Chicago as towns on the St. Lawrenee, 
but when we find Portland on Massachusetts Bay, 
aud that saline body of water classed among the 
rivers, we scent a new “element” In the book, 
and doubt if Dr. Mackay’s forte does not lie rather 
In the direction of mental than ot physical geogra¬ 
phy. In a somewhat curious division of States the 
District of Columbia is placed among the North- 
Eastern States, while Delawa re and Maryland are 
not discoverable till later in a list, of those of the 
South-East. A description of our coal-fields Ig¬ 
nores the Pennsylvania, bod of anthracite coal, 
though it Is tacitly Included In the general area of 
the coal-regions. We have little to complain of, 
however, as regards omissions where there is so 
much that is novel and instructive, especially as 
the space accorded to the American matters Is 
much more generous than that grudgingly allotted 
in our own school geographies to the celebration of 
any European country. Whether Dr. Mackay Is 
more careful In His statements regarding those 
neighbors who are nearer home we have not. looked 
far enough to say. We are content to leave the 
rights of others to their own guardianship. Igno¬ 
rance Is a lame excuse for a Fellow’ of the Royal 
Geographical society, though we once cheerfully 
forgave on that, ground a Paris sergent de police, 
who, on being Informed that we came from Phila¬ 
delphia, surveyed with wonder our Saxon features 
and naively remarked, “ Mats vous n’etes pas nolr, 
vous!”— LippincotPS Magazine. 
Eclectic Magazine.— The May number of the 
Eclectic is embellished with an excellent steel- 
engraved portrait, of M. Grevy. the newly-elected 
President, of the French Republic. This Is ac¬ 
companied in the letter-press with a detailed and 
interesting sketch of Ills career, and of his charac¬ 
ter and habits In private life. The leading article 
of the number also deals with the same subject, 
and records some litghly-suggestive First Impres¬ 
sions of the New Republic, by Frederic Harrison. 
The other articles in the number are as follows: 
Psychometric Facts by Francis Gallon; Godwin 
ami Shelley, by Leslie Stephen: A cremation In 
China, by Herbert A. Giles: on the Migration of 
Birds, by Dr. August Weissmann; Loves's Prom¬ 
ise, a Poem; Chapters on socialism, II., by John 
Stuart Miff; Charles Lamb-Five New Anecdotes; 
Mademoiselle de Mersac, chapters VI. and AIT; 
Why do we Eat our Dinner? by Prolessor Grant 
Allen ; cruel Fate; Ancient Egypt, in, by Reginald 
Stuart Poole; A Romance of Royalty—Lady Ara¬ 
bella Stuart; The New Religious Movement in 
France, a very striking and suggestive paper; 
The Two Lights, a Poem; Literary Notices; For¬ 
eign Literary Notes; Notes On Science and Art; 
Varieties. 
The Chkistain Union lor April 16th contained 
the first of a series of articles on French Cookery 
of To-day, by I,. Delmonlco. It defined and ex¬ 
plained what French cookery really Is, contrast¬ 
ing It with American, and afforded considerable 
informal Ion In regard to Its history and grow th, 
both in its native land a nd in the climes of Us 
adoption, with special reference to its hygienic and 
economic features. The second will analyze the 
system of Hie French dinner, and cx^Jain the phi¬ 
losophy oi its service, whilst the remainder will 
contain specific directions tor the preparation of 
those light dishes which are tasteful and whole¬ 
somely appetizing, yet inexpensive; and which 
In themselves constitute the chief attraction to 
gross feeders when occasionally indulging at, I.es 
I'l eres’ Proveneeaux or Chevct's, during a visit to 
Paris. Both to master and mist ress of the house 
we venture to predict (his series uf articles will 
be especially welcome and suggestive of pleasant 
fare in that trying time to housekeepers — the 
heated term. 
