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FATAL STIMBOUL. More Revelations from the Bos- phorus. CAIRO, Jan. 24. 1880. On the morning of May 30. 1876, the in. habitants of Constantinople were aroused by the firing of an imperial salute. During the previous evening events of the utmost impor- tance had occurred. Hussein Avni Paella had dethroned the Sultan, Abdul Aziz. The ex~Sultan had to be conducted in a small boat and under guard to the niosque at the Pointe du Serail. At about one o‘clock in the morning a steam launch belonging to Hayden Pacha crossed the Bosphorus to the residence of Murad Effendi, on the Asiatic side. On board this steam launch were Hus- sein Avni Pacha. Khairolla Efiendi, Sheik ul Islam. Kaiserle Pacha, Minister of Marine, and other high functionaries. They came to salute their new master, and to announce to him that the Ottoman Empire was now in- trusted to Murad Padisha. The new Sultan’s surprise at hearing this news was not un- mixed with fear. He was afraid that this wasa trap arranged by Abdul Aziz himself to cause his min. The day before. the very men who were now offering him the sceptre had been apparently the most devoted sub- jects of his uncle. Murad had the more reason for this opinion because, as has al- ready been shownin a previous letter, the fate of Abdul Azw was in no way the result of any political movement. His deposition was caused solely by Hussein Avni’s fear of being denounced for having had a criminal intimacy with the ex-third bashkhodeen, who had been killed by her imperial husband. Abdul Aziz Murdered by a Greek Physi(flanâ€"Assassination at Ministers bv llassan Beyâ€"â€" Murad's Show: Reign. Murad did not realize that he had become Sultan until he arrived at the Palace of Dolma Bagstchi. Here the most indescribable dis- order prevailed. Terrified eunuchs rushed to and fro in the long corridors trying to get outâ€"for the entrances to the Palace had been closed by Hussein Avni. The shrieks of the women filled the harem. The aides-d6 camp of the ex~sovereign nervously awaited the turn of events, and the servants prepared the rooms for the ceremony of the Biat. The accession of Mnrad was announced in the streets by public criers. By nine o'clock all the higher officmls, whether they lived on the shores of the Bosphorus or in the most dis- tant quarters of the city, had made their bow to the new sovereign. Unfortunately this accession, which pro- mised so many happy days to Turkey, was but the prelude to e reign as melancholy as it was short. Six days later Abdul Aziz died by the hand of an assassin. and the ex-iourth beshkhodeen, Fessan Boy’s sister, died by posion. The fatal and direct influence of the third bashkhodeen [in causing the falling of Abdul Aziz has already been related~end by a singular coincidence it was the influence of the new third beshkhodeen (Hassan Bay’s sister, who replaced the one killed by Abdul Aziz) which brought about the fall of Murad. When this Woman heard that her husband had been deposed, she knew that sooner or later she would also become the object of Hussein Avni’e vengeanceâ€"if the Paella. de layed it was only for some personal motives. She was also afraid to appear before Abdul Aziz, and when the women of the etc-Sultan were to rejoin their master at the Kiosque of the Paint du Semi], she. by means of various pretexts, contrived to remain away. On June a the Sultan ordered that Abdul Aziz and all his women should be transported to the Palace of Tcherauan. On the evening of June 6th the two agents of Hussein Avni entered the Palace of Tcherap ganâ€"one affecting the duties of a physician, the other returning to his accustomed post. As late as two o'clock in the morning Abdul Aziz repelled his mother’s caresses, reproach- ed her for having been partly the cause of his fall. denounced her and his young son, and paced violently up and down his cham- ber. Finally, utterly prostrated and Worn out, he removed his coat only and lay down â€"not on a sofa, as has been reported, bu upon a Turkish bed. When the ex-Sultan‘ was asleep the eunuch entered the room, fol- lowed by the physician. The eunuch was provided with a sponge saturated with chloro- form, the odor of which was still in the chamber the next day. When the doctor considered that Abdul Aziz was thoroughly under the influence of chloroform he quickly rolled up the erSultan‘s shirt sleeves and cut the two arteries. This done he placed the scissors on the floor, and the two accom- plices disappeared. Abdul Aziz must have afterward struggled against the influence ”of 0n the 5th Abdul Aziz made an attempt to escape from a window. The guards dis- covered him and compelled him to return. He then went to the door of his room. A sentinel barred his passage. Abdul Aziz. eluding the sentry’s bayonet, seized him by the throat and threw him upon the floor with such violence as to fracture the soldier’s skull. The noise of the scuffle brought. the relief guard, which was posted in an adjoining apartment; and the (ex-Sultana. was forced back into his room by the points of his guards, bayonets. The ex-Sultan Validethen came and endeavored, in vain. to quiet her son. Abdul Aziz would scarcely notice his son Izzedeen, and merely held out his hand for him to kiss. As to his favorite son, Dejollele- deemhe had only seen him twice since he had killed his mother, and after his der thronement he refused to admit him to his presence. During the three days preceding his death Abdul Aziz was’in a highly excited state and frequently gave way to the most violent out- bursts of angerâ€"he resembled those tigers which he had himself formerly taken so much pleasure in imprisoning. To appreciate the events which followit will be necessary to revert to an incident which took place about two months before Abdul Aziz was disposed. The importance of this incident will afterwards appear. At that time he was suffering from a carbuncle under his armpit. Various kinds of ointments had been used without effect. The carbuncle increased and caused much pain. The Sultan sent for his doctor. The doctor happened at the mo- ment not to be in the palace. Abdul Aziz said : “Bring me at once the first doctor that can be found." As no doctor could be found in the palace an attendant went to the apothecary’s shop aljoining the palacc,where the chemist and the doctors charged with the service of the imperial household are usually found Only one doctor happened to be there, a Greek. Brought before the Sultan he ex stained the carbuncle and took out of his pocket a lancet. This man. Whose name will Lot be mentioned here, because he belongs to a respectable family, and for reasons which will be appreciated further on, did not know that it was forbidden even to touch the Sul- tan‘s person with a sharp instrument. Abdul Aziz theniuterrupted and said, “ Let the man do as he pleases." A few moments after the operation the Sultan, relieved from pain, ex- claimed, “ All my doctors are asses. You have more intelligence than an assâ€"I make you a Pacha l The Doctor could scarcely be- lieve his senses; but two hours afterward he duly received his firman as Pacha, together with his appointment as physician to his Ma jesty. This man was destined to play a most despicable role. Notwithstanding the grati tude which he owed to Abdul Aziz he was one of the first who came to congratulate Hussein Avni upon his success. Hussein Avni noted him well and pretended to believe the truth of the man’s assurance of devotion. “ You are intelligent,” said Hussein Avni,“ I accept your compliments with the belief that they are sincere, and I feel sure that you will be faithful to Murnd. for it was only by chance that Abdul Aziz made you a pacha, and you do not owe your advancement to any intrigues.” MURAD BECOMES SULTAN‘ ABDUL AZIZ MURDERED the chloroform and loss of blood, for when his mother afterward entered the room he was at the foot of the bed. which,together with his own body, was bathed in blood. The story of Abdul Aziz having in the course of the night asked his mother for a. pair of scis- sors to cut his beard is a pure fabrication. It was a political necessity to at least furnish some plausible ground for the belief that a suicide had occurred instead of a. murder. It is true that Abdul A212 had been in the habit of trimming his beard himself, and usually carried a pair of scissors about his person, and would often play with them while en- gaged in conversation. This fact doubtless suggested the role which the scissors have played in the matter. l SULTAN mumn’s susrrcrous. Although the two wounds on the arms were excessively small, accuratelyand scientifically made, and although it is practically impos- sible for a men to alternately cut so neatly the arteries of both his own arms, the certifiâ€" cate was duly drawn up and signed by the doctors and shown to the Sultan Murad. The Sultan Murad is still supposed to be ignorant: of the manner of Abdul Aziz's death. When. however, Hussein Avni came to him after- ward Mursd was pale and trembling, and with tears in his eyes he said, “You have dis honored the commencement of my reign by“ killing my uncle.” Hussein Avni exhibited the certificate of the doctors, but Murad never felt satisfied of Hussein Avni‘s innocence. Murad related this afterward. when, trem- bling for his own life, he resided. and still re- sides, confined in this same Palace of Tchera- gan. No one in Pera or Stamboul ever really believed that Abdul Aziz had committed sui- cide. It is an error to attempt to make of Hassan Bey a sort of political hero, devoting himself to avenge his master's death, and killing the Ministers to punish those who should have been the stench supporters of Abdul Aziz and not his assassins. It is doubtful if even the hope of avenging his sister’s death would have induced him to undertake his rash act had he for a moment considered the conse- quences and realized ”that henceforward he would be deprived of all protection and have no more money to squander. The days sue- ceeding the death of Abdul Aziz were passed by Hassau Beyâ€"notwithstanding his sister’s death by poisonâ€"in frequenting the public houses of the capital. Various undefined threats and revelations, which often proved true, uttered by Hassan Bey, reached the ears of Hussein Avni‘s police. Summoned to the Ministry of War Hassan Bey was placed in arrest for three days. On the fourth day he was to have been sent in exile to Bag- dad. During these three days’ confinement he formed his plan. On the morning of the third day he demanded of Hussein Avniâ€" who, besides being Grand Vizier was also Minister of War â€"leave for three or four hours to make the arrangements necessary for his long journey. Hussein Avni, not sus- pecting anything wrong, granted the leave asked for. Hassan Bey left his place of con- finement at about four o’clock in the after- noon. He went to his appartments. He armed himself with three revolvers, 3 Cir- cassian dagger and his sabre. He put on the aiguillette. which distinguishes aides-dchavnp from other officers. Over his uniform .he wore the tabor, a military cloakâ€"black, with red lining. He put on his military top boots, placed two of his revolvers inside of them, and sallied forth. Not until ten minutes had elapsed did the soldiers appear upon the scene. There were about forty of them. A patrol watched the palace from the court and garden About fifteen ascended the staircase and opened the main door to the room where Hassan Bey was awaitmgthem. As soon as the door was opened Hassan sprang from the darkness upon them and managed to get near the stairway. In the strugle he killed two of the soldiers and one of Midhat Psoha's servants. BENT on MURDER. The evening was rainy. Hassan went to the steps of Sirkedji‘lslrelessi, where the gov- ernment functionaries get on board the caiks to go to the Sublime Porte. These steps are situated near the railway station on the Euro. pean side. Hessan ordered the ceidji to take him to the Yali. the summer residence of Hassein Avni, situated on the Asiatic side. Arrived at the Yali he learned that Hussein Avni was dining at Midhut’s, Where he in- tended to sleep. Hassan was also informed that a Council of Ministers was to be held that evening at Midhat Pacha’s residence. Hassan returned to Sirkedji-Iskelessi. mount- ed a horse and rode to the Konakâ€"ithe winter residence of Midhat Pashaâ€"which is situated at Stamboul, in the quarter of Mosque of Sultan Bajazed and faces on the small street running parllel to the main street in which are the tramways. Two small brick walls, surmounted by iron palings and having two small kiosques in the centre. between which is the entrance, separate this mansion from the street. On the right hand, upon entering is a large building, the harem, which is joined to the Salemelek. or reception hall. by a nar‘ row wing. It is a fine residence, built in the Italian style. Entering the room Hassan walked straight toward Hussein Avni Pacha, seated. as before said. in a corner of the room near one of the windows. “What do you want here ?” ex- claimed Hussein Avni. “ To kill you, you dog 1’ replied Hassan, and so saying dis- charged his revolver and shot Hussein Avni in the chest. The latter rose from his seat. but fell upon the floor. Old Kaiserle Pasha, Minister of Marine, in spite of his great age. seized Hassan Bey by the elbows and held him as long as he could. During the struggle a ball tired accidentally killed Ruchdy Pacha. who, paralyzed with fear, had not left his seat. Midhat Pacha escaped by a door which led to his harem. This door Midhat Pacha carefully locked behind him with double looks. The other Ministers took refuge in the small waiting room. A terrible struggle then took place between Kaiserle Pacha, a man about seventy years old. and a strong. vigorous young man like Hassan. But Hassan, as usual, was under the influence of drink. Kaiserle. after receiv- ing four wounds~one in the right ear, an- other over the temple and two in the armsâ€" from the Giroassian dagger which Hessan had unsheethed. managed to get away. It was only with difficulty, however, that he suc- ceeded in inducing the other Ministers to open the door for him leading to the waiting- room by which they themselves had esclped. for as Midhat Pacha had locked the door by which he had escaped to the harem, so the other Ministers had gallantly locked the door leading to the waiting-room. The main door to the room had been closed before Hassau entered, and he himself came in by the door opening from the waiting-room. Hessan, now free to do us he pleased. fired two shots at the door through which the Ministers had disappeared and another at the door through which Midhat had escaped. “He then at tempted to set tire to the curtains, but they were so full of starch that they would not readily burn. He then put out the candles. Iand in the darkness awaited the final struggle. nssssn AMONG THE MINISTERS. When Hassan Bey arrived two sentinels were stationed at the outside gate. They pre- sented arms to him, he rapidly ascended the marble stairway and letting his aiguillette ap- pear from under his cloak, asked for Hussein Avni Paeha. Being told that the latter was in the reception room with the Ministers, he at once proceeded thither. The attendants at the door of this room informed him that no one was to enter. Hassan answered that he came by order of the Sultan, and pushing aside one of the attendants, entered the room. Hussein Avni Pacha was seated in a corner near one of the windows. The positions of the other Ministers and secretaries were as fol- lowszâ€"On the divan, near the waiting room, were seated Djevdet, Halet, Cherif Hussein and Yousouf Pachas; on the sofa, directly opa posito, Kaiserle and Riza Pachas; near the door leading to the harem, Reschid and Mid- hat ; seated at the end of the room, opposite the windows. were the secretaries. Mahmoud Bey, Said Effendi and Mendouk Bey. JEALOUSY IN POLITXCS. HABSAN CAPTURE!) Overpowered by superior numbers.wounded by a bayonet and beaten down by blows frorfi the butts of rifles-for the order had been given not to kill himâ€"Haasan Bey was seized. gagged and carried to the prison at the Scraskemt. The punishment of this crime was not long delayed. Two days later Hassan was hanged from a branch, which had been stripped of its leaves, of the tree in the square of Bajazid. situated near the shops of the booksellers of that quarter of the city. When put to tor- ture he only were a shirt and linen trousers, such as are worn by the common soldiers. His feet were bare and he wore a fez. Exhausted by the torture which had been inflicted upon him to discover his accomplices, if there were any, Hassan Bey expired without repentance several seconds after the cord had been placed about his neck. He said to the sergeant who accompanied him :â€"“ Give me an olive.” [Mussulmans believe that a more favorable reception awaits them if they die with an olive in their mouths] “Olives were not made for you,” replied the sergeant. Hassan then asked : “What time is it ?” The sergeant answered : “It makes no difierence to you what o’clock it is. for you are about to 3 die.” Hassnn replied : “It makes, of course, 3no difference to you what time it is, but it does make a great difference to the world to know at what hour Hassau Bey died.” A stool was brought from aneighboring cafetier. Hassan mounted it and justice was done. The ex-Sultan Murad is a man as honor. able as he is unfortunate. The only happy existence he enjoyed ended with the death of his father, Abdul Medjid. After the accession to the throne of his uncle. Abdul Aziz, he became familiar with nearly every human misfortune. Deprived of the enjoyment of the money left him by his father. without any liberty of action, held reponsihle for all the acts of his friends. interfered with in his personal movements, wishes and affections, the heir apparent to the throne of the Caliphs was virtually a prisoner of State. The Sul- tan. Abdul Aziz, forced him to live in his house at Haidaspacha (a village on the Asiatic coast, between Kadiken and Scutari), where he was watched by the police, and where only with the greatest difficulty he was permitted to receive his own friends. During the visit of Abdul Aziz to France and England in 1867 Murad and his brothers were compelled to accompany their uncle. Murad was so guarded dur- ing his journey that Kemal Bey. one of his most intimate and faithful friends,was obliged in order to see him at London to make use of a disguise. .Abdul Aziz, moreover, took good care that Murad should always be in want of money, and never paid his debts until in a manner compelled to do so. For instance the Prince’s tailor, a Frenchman named Mir, only secured the payment of his bills by the French Ambassador's personal application to the Sultan. MURAD A rsasnasox. essen the restraints imposed upon him Murad, the first of his race who had ever taken such a step, became a Freemason. He firmly and actively adhered to the liberal ideas and principles of this faternity. He at- tended regularly the meetings of his lodge,and to do this he was forced to take most careful precautions and make use of frequent dis- guises. He sought in vain to free himself from the yoke placed upon him. From 1866 ito 1870 the Plince Mustapha Fazil Pacha then struggling against his brother Ismail. itha Khedive of Egypt, formed an alliance ,with Murad. These two princes formed the ‘ “Young Turk" pa1'.ty Their efforts only created additional and disagreeable embarrassments for themselves, and indirectly caused several scandals, in which bey s and efiendis were involved, to be brought up before the French tribunals and English courts. For instance, Zia Pacha, ex Zia Bey, ‘ was the héro of a somewhat noted case which came up before the Bow street magistrate in iLondon in 1869, the details of which may be , found by reference to the newspapers of that ‘year. Zia. Pacha is today the Governor of 1the Vilayet of Adanaeâ€"one of the most im- portant Turkish Provinces. When Muradâ€" ,in consequence of the successful plot of Hus- sein Avni Pachaâ€" became Sultan he passed suddenly from a state of pecuniary want and forced confinement to supreme power. Murad , never would have been Sultan had he not had lthe numerous offspring of Abdul Medjid to come after him. ABDUL HAMXD LEGENDS THE THBONE. When Abdul Hamid ascended the throne all those who sided him to obtain the title of Caliph and to wear the sabre of Osman were sacrificed to his selfishness The present Sultan lives tn the Palace of Yldiz Kioik, sur- rounded by soldiers. All who took a promi- nent part in the various acts of the tragedy, whether acting in the interests of Abdul Hamid or against his interests, were, with MURAD sacnsrnr noousn. M urad. generous and kind-hearted to every one about him, was, as has been already stated, shocked to hear of the sudden death of his uncle. When a few days later the news of the assassination of the Ministers was brought to him he was most deeply moved, and relapsed into a fixed melancholy state, from which he could only be aroused with the greatest difficulty. Power had no longer the slightest charm or attraction for him. He became utterly indifferent to every- thing about him. He attempted to console himself with the use of stimulantsâ€"a habit which he had previously acquired from the peisons whom Abdul Aziz had placed about him. He consumed vast quantities of iabsinthe and arrack. and soon was reduced to a state of mental and physical prostra- 1tion. At this period the most groundless and infamous accusations were made against the Sultan’s faithful physician, Dr. Capoleone. It was said that this doctor, whose character is in every way above suspicion. was in the habit of administering noxmus drugs to the Sultan for the purpose of destroying his reason. This false charge was circulated for political rea- sons, which new for the first time have any important bearing upon events. Toward the end of June and the beginning of July the Old Turk party or, more correctly speaking, the party of Mahmoud Nedim Pachaâ€"who was merely a tool of General Ignatiefiâ€"exerted an overwhelming influence on the Sublime Porte and palace. This party wished to get rid of the Sultan Murad and put in his place his brother, Abdul Hamid, whose religious fanati- cism is beyond any doubt. MUBAD DEPOIED. It was in vain that Murad desired to be in vested with the sabre of Osman. Endless ex- cuses were invented for postponing this im- portant ceremony. The Sultan at last sudden- ly fell seriously ill. The slave who usually prepared the coffee for his Majesty was entire» ly in the interests and pay of Khairollah Efiendi, the Sheik ul Islam. This slave was known to have adminis- tered enormous quantities of hashe-esh to the Sultan. already prostrated by his imâ€" moderate use of spirits. This was accom- plished with ease, for it is not an uncommon habit in Turkey and in Egypt to drink small quantities of hasheesh mixed with coffee. The means by which the unfortunate Murad was ruined were scarcely less criminal and much more cowardly than the fatal steps taken by Hussein Avni to disembarrass himself of Abdul Aziz. Murad was daily plied with drugs, narcotics and spirits. The same method which Abdul Aziz used against him when a young man was now carried to its logical conclusion. When the Sultan had fallen into a state of utter imbecility the plot to overturn the Young Turk party, which now demanded a parliament and personal liberty for Msssulmans greater than that ever enâ€" joyed by the ancient Greeks, was put into exâ€" ecution. Murad had become so identified with the Young Turk party that his deposi- tion was necessary-a deposition planned within ten days after he ascended the throne â€"~and which was effected without the slight- est difliculty. Murad accepted his fall With the utter indifference of a man thoroughly familiar with misfortune, which he had come to religiously believe to be his destiny. SULTAN mmw’s INSANITY. THE ASSASSIN HANGED‘ equal impartiality, removed from power or exiled. Khairolla Effendi, the chief of the old Turk party, and Midhat Pache, the chief of the Young Turk party, were both exiled. It is as much as Abdul Hamid can do to keep himself on his throne. He has surrounded him- self With Ministers wh0,1ike Mahmoud Nedim are, for the present, most enthusiastically Russian in their proclivities ; but at heart he is a fanatic and the instrument of the 30,000 Softas who come every year to Constantinople to disseminate throughout the provinces the words of the Sheik ul Islam, and is more under the influences of the sect of Waba- bees. or Moslem Puritans, than is generally supposed. EmsuN‘s Absorbent Belts will cure Bilious- nesa. (See pamphlet). Dr. G. L. Dana, in an article in the Medi- cal Raccrd on tea. tasting by brokers and dealers in teas, maintains that it is a health- ful occupation, which is not in accordance with the conceive-3 opinion of other writers on the subject. In supportof his assertion, Dr. Dana reports cases of living men far ad- vanced in life who have followed the business of tea tasting for periods ranging from thirty to forty years without injury to their health. But whether the writer’s conclusions are cor- xeot or otherwise, the life of a tea taster is a curious one. and the process of examining and deciding upon the qualities of the article is one not generallx knoivn. â€"“Pa. the bare wun hund dole." is the way u half-millionaire in Chester, Pa., wrote it but they don’t go back on the check on that account. -â€"-“Give me three yards of mustard plas- ter.” said a physician to a Philadelphia. apothecary, "and be quick, if you please, for the patient is suffering dreadfully.” The apothecnry was dazed with surprise. until the physician added. “One of the giraffes of the Zen has an acute attack of bronchitis. His throat’s soar all the way down. That‘s what the plaster’s for.” There are. says Dr. Dana, probably more than a hundred firms engaged ,in tea tasting in New York. In all of their offices there are large tables with round. revolving tops. A circle of teacups is placed along the edge of these. The tea taster sits down before the display of crockery, and tastes one cup after another, moving the table~top around. In the centre of the table is a pair of scales with a silver half dime in one of the balances. One or two large kettles are kept constantly with boiling water in them. When a sample of tea is to be tasted, as much is weighed out :is‘will balance the half dime. This is put in a tea cup and the boiling water poured on The tea-taster then stirs up the leaves, lifts them on his spoon, and inhales the arena. At the same time he generally takes a sip of the infusion, holds it in his mouth for a short time, and then spits it out. Enormous brass cuspadores, holding two or three gallons re- ceive the tea thus tasted and the contents of the cups that have been examined. On some occasions, when a large amount of tee of a certain kind is to be bought, many samples of this are brought in from different houses. The buyers and sellers sit around the 1'evol« ving table with the samples made into infu- sions in the cups before them. These are tasted all around, the “body.” fineness, “tastiness,” etc, are learnedly discussedand the poorer systems discarded. Then those that are left are tasted again and the number further reduced. So it goes on until the article which unites the desired quality and price is obtained. -â€"Sir Garnet Wolseley gets the next vacant British Colonelcy, as an exceptional recogni- tion of his services. The dignity is asinecure. but not an empty one. It is worth from £2,- 200 in the Guards £1,200 in the line regi- ment. When a general has a couple of regiâ€" ments to back up his pay or pension he is a fairly comfortable pluralist. The Duke of Cambridge has no fewer than five Colonelcies, the Grenadier Guards, the Seventeenth Lan- cers, the Royal Artillery, the Sixtieth Rifles. and the Royal Engineers, all netting the tidy increment of £6,200, over the above his Field Marshal’s income of £3,600. which again is independent of £4,400 as Com- mander-in-Chief. The skill displayed at these “drawings” is quite remarkable. A tea. tester will detect not only the quality of a tea as regards age, strength, flavor, fineness. etc., but he can tell in which of the numerous districts in China the tea. was grown. The facts regarding the different samples are sometimes put on the bottom of the cups. where they cannot be seen. The cups are then mixed up, and the infusions tasted again and sorted outI simply by their flavors. A great deal of tea may be tasted before these tea drawings are finished. It is hard to tell the amount that a tea taster takes dur- ing a day, for it varies a great deal with the activity of the business. Few of the gentle- men whom I asked could give any idea. Sometimes, however, as many as four or five hundred cups are tasted in the day. It is quite the custom to have to be tasting tea steadily for the most of the day, or for hours at a time. Probably an average of two hundred cups 9. day throughout the year is a low estimate. The poorer kinds of tea are often not sipped at all. But the sense of smell is depended on. Of the better qualities of tea: some is swallowed. and some spit out. Indeed, whenever the tea is taken into the mouth a little of it is swallowed. The tea gets into the system, therefore, in three ways: by inhalation. by absorption through the oral mucous membrane and by the stomach. More tea is simply taken into the mouth without swallowing than is inhaled alone; but all the tea is inhaled, even if it is tasted also. It is only a small proportion, amounting to not more than two or three cups a day. that is swallowed. A silver five cent piece weighs 1.18 grms. (gr. xv1ii). Estimat- ing that an average of two hundred cups of tea are tasted per day, about oneâ€"half of a pound would represent the whole am onnt used. We are told of Fielding’s “ Tom J ones" that when the work was completed the author, “ being at the time hard pressed for money took it to a second-rate publisher with a view of selling it for what it would fetch at the mo ment. He left it with the bookseller, and called upon him the next day for his decision. The publisher hesitated, and requested another day for consideration, and, at part- ing, Fielding ofifered him the manuscript for £25. On his way home Fielding met Thomp- son, the poet. whom he told of the negotia- tions for the sale of the manuscript, when Thompson, knowing the high merit of the work, conjured him to be off with the bargain. To the author’s great joy the ignorant traf- ficker in literature declined and returned the manuscript toFielding. He next set off with a light heart to his friend Thompson, and the novelist and poet then went to Andrew Miller, the great publisher of the day. Miller, as was his practice With works of light readâ€" ing, handed the manuscript to his wife, who. having read it, advrsed him by no means to let it slip through his fingers. Miller now invited the two friends to meet him at a coffeehouse on the Strand, where, after din- ner, the bookseller, with great caution, 03er- ed Fielding £200 for the manuscript. The novelist was amazed at the largeness of the offer. ‘ Then, my good sir.’ said he, recover ing himself from this unexpected stroke of good fortune, ‘ give me your hand ; the book is yours ; and waiter ’ continued he, ‘ bring a couple of bottles of your best port.’ Before Millar died he had cleared £10,000 on ‘ Tom Jones,’ out of which he generously made Fielding various presents to the amount of £2,000 ; and when he died he bequeathed a handsome legacy to each of Fielding’s sons.” Japan tea has of late years become by far the most popular variety, and more of it is imported than of all other kinds together. Green tea, on the other hand, is much less ex- tensively used than formerly. TEA 'l‘AS’l‘ER’S OCCUPITION‘ Toll JONES We first saw him from the deck of the Unser Fritz, as that gallant steamer was pre- paring to leave the port of New York for Plymouth, Havre and Hamburg. Perhaps it was that all objects at that moment became indelibly impressed on the memory of the de- parting voyager; perhaps it was that mere interrupting trivialities always assume undue magnitude to us when we are waiting for something really important; but I retain a vivid impression of him as he appeared on the gangway in apparently hopeless, yet, as it, afterward appeared, really triumphant alter- cation with the German-speaking deck hands and stewards. He was not a heroic figure. Glad in a worn linen duster, his arms filled with bags and parcels, he might have been taken for a hackman carrying the luggage of his fare. But it was noticeable that, although he calmly persisted in speaking English and ignoring the voluble German of his antagon- ists, he, in some rude fashion, accomplished his object without losing his temper or in- creasing his temperature, While his foreign enemy was crimson with rage and perspiring with heat, and that presently, having violated a dozen of the ship’s regulations, he took his place by the side of a very pretty girl, appar- ently his superior in station, who addressed him as “father.” As the great ship swung out into the stream, he was still a central figure on our deck, getting into everybody’s way, addressing all with equal familiarity, im- perturbable to afi‘rontor snub, but always dog- gedly and consistently adhering to one pur- pose, however trivial or madequate to the means employed. “You’re sittln’ on suthin’ o’ mine, Miss,” he began for the third or fourth time to the elegant Miss Montmorris, who was revisiting Europe under high social condi- tions. “ Jist rise up while I get it-â€"’twont take a minit.” Not only was that lady forced to rise, but to make necessary the rising and discomposing of the whole Montmorris party who were congregated around her. The mis- sing“ suthin” was discovered to be a very old and battered newspaper “ It’s the Cin- cinnatty Times.” he explained, as he quietly took it up, oblivious to the indignant glances of the party. “ Its a little squashed by your sittin’ on it, but it’ll do to re-fer to. It’s got a letter from Payris, showin’ the prices 0' them thar hotels and rist’rants, and I al‘ lowed to my darter we might want it on the other side. Thar’s one or two French names thar that rather gets meâ€"mebbee your eyes is stronger,” but here the entire Montmorris party rustled away, leaving him with the paper in one handâ€"the other pointing at the para- graph. Not at all discomfited, he glanced at the vacant bench, took possession of it with his hat, duster and umbrella, then disap- peared, and presently appeared again with his daughter,a limit-looking young man, and an angular elderly female, and so replaced the Montmorrises. But the public man hastily deprecated any interference with the speaker’s functions, and, to change the conversation, remarked that he had heard that there was a. party of Cook’s tourists on board, andâ€"were not the preceding gentlemen of the number? But the question caused the speaker to lay aside his hat. take a comfortable position on the deck, against the rail, and drawing his knees up under his chin, to begin as follows : I was about to make some remark ofa general nature, when I was greatly relieved to observe my companion's friends detach themselves from the railings, and with a. slight bow and another shake of the hand, severally retire. apparently as much relieved as myself. My companion, who had in the meantime acted as if he had discharged him- self. of a duty, said : “Thar ollers must be some one to tend to this kind 0’ thing, or thar’s no sociableness. 1 took a deppytation into the Cap‘ns room yesterday to make some proppysitions, and that’s a minister of the gospel aboard as ought to he spoke to afore next Sunday, and I reckon it’s my dooty, onless,” he added, with deliberate and for- mal politeness, “you‘d prefer to do it, bein‘, so to speak, a public man.” When we were fairly at sea he was missed. A pleasing belief that he had fallen over- board, or had been left behind, was dissipated by his appearance one morning. with his daughter on one arm, and the elderly female before referred to on the other. The Unser Fritz was rolling heavily at the time, but with his usual awkward pertinacity he insisted upon attempting to walk toward the best part of the deck, as he always did, as if it were a right and a duty. A lurch brought him and his uncertain freight in contact with the Montmorrises, there was a mo- ment of wild confusion, two or three seats were emptied, and he was finally led away by the steward, an obviously and obtrusively sick man. But when he had disappeared below it was noticed that he had secured two excel- lent seats for his female companions. Nobody dared to disturb the elder, nobody cared to disturb the youngerâ€"â€"who it may be here re- corded had acertain shy reserve which checked aught but the simplest oivilities from the masculine passengers. “She put me up to it." he continued. calm- ly, "though she, herself. hez a. kind o'prejuâ€" dise again you and your writinsâ€"thinking’ them sort 0’ low down. and the folks talked about not in her styleâ€"and ye know that’s woman’s mater, and she and Miss Montmor- ris agree on that point. But thar’s a few friends with me round yet 62 would like to see ya." He stepped aside and a dozen men appeared in Indian file from behind the ruundhouse. and with a. solemnity known only to the Anglo-Saxon nature. shook my hand deliberately, and then dispersed them- selves iu various serious attitudes against the railings. They were honest, wellmeaning countrymen of mine, but I could not recall a single face. There was a dead silence ; the screw, how- ever. ostentatiously went on : “You see what I told you.” it said. “This is all vapid- ity and trifling. I’m the only fellow here with a purpose. Whiz, whiz, whiz ; chug, chug, chug ! ” A few days Interim was discovered that he was not an inmate of the first, but of the second cabin; that the elderly female was not his wife as popularly supposed, but the room mate of his daughter in the first cabin. These facts made his various intrusions on the saloon deck the more exasperating to the Montmorrises, yet the more difficult to deal with. Eventually, however, he had, as usual, his own way; no place was sacred. ordebsrred his slouched hat and duster. They were turned out of the engine room to reappear upon the bridge; they were forbidden the forecastle, to rise a ghostly presence beside the officer in his solemn supervision of the compass. They would have been lashed to the rigging on their way to the maintop, but for the silent protest of his daughter‘s presence on the deck. Most of his interrupting familiar conversation was addressed to the interdicted “man at the wheel." Hitherto I had contented myself with the fascination of his presence from afar, wisely. perhaps, deeming it dangerous to a true pic- turesque perspective to alter my distance, and perhaps, like the best of us, I fear, preferring to keep my own idea. of him rather than to run the risk ofaltering it by a closer acquaint- ance. But one day when I was lounging by the stern rail, idly watching the dogged osten- tation of the screw, that had been steadily in- timating, after the fashion of screws, that it was the only thing in the ship with a persist- ent purpose, the ominous shadow of the slouched hat and the trailing duster fell upon me. There was nothing to do but accept it meekly. Indeed my theory of the man made me helpless. “ I didn’t. know till yesterday who you be," he began deliberately, “ or I shouldn’t hev’ been so onsocial. But I’ve always told my darter that in permiskiss trav’lin a men oughter be keerful of who he meets. I’ve read some of your writinsâ€"read ’em in a paper in Injianny. but I never reckoned I’d meet. ye. Things is queer and trav'lin brings all sorter people together. My darter Looeze suspected ye from the first, and she worried over it, and kinder put me up to this." The most delicate~ flattery- could not have done more. To have been in the thought of this reserved. gentle girl, who scarcely seemed to notice even those who had paid her atten- tion, wasâ€"- “A TEDUBIS'I.‘ F8031 INJIANNY.” “ Speaking 0’ Cook andGook’s tourists, I’m my own Cook. I reckon I calkilate and know eyery cent that I’ll spend twixt Evansville, Injianny. and Rome and Naples, and every. thing I’ll see.” He paused a moment, and laying his hand familiarly on my knee, said. "Did I. ever tell ye how I kem to go abroad ?” But this is only hearsay evidence. So also is the story which met me in Paria, that he had been up with his daughter in the captive balloon, and that an elevation of several thousand feet from the earth, he had made some remarks about the attaching cable and the drum on which the cable revolved, which not only excited the interest of the passen- gers, but attracted the attention of the au- thorities, so that he was not only given a gratuitous ascent afterwards, but was, I am told, offered I. gratuity. But I shall restrict As we had never spoken together before, it was safe to reply that he had not. He rubbed his head softly with his hand, knitted his iron gray brows, and then said meditatively. “No! it must hev been that head waiter. He sorter favors you in the musstacne and gen‘ral get up. I guess it was him I spoke to.” I thought it must have been. “ Well, then. this is the way it kem about. I was sittin’ one night, about three months ago, with my derter Louezeâ€"my wife bein’ dead some four yearâ€"and I was reading to her out of the paper about the Exposition. She sez to me, quiet likeâ€"she’s a quiet sort 0‘ gal if you ever notissed herâ€"‘1 should like to go thar.’ I looks at herâ€"it was the first time sense her mother died that that gal had ever asked for anything, or had. so to speak, a wish. It wasn’t her way. She took every- thing ez it kem. and, durn my skin ef I ever could tell whether she ever wanted it to kem in any other way. I never told ye this store, did I 2’” “ No,” I said hastily. “Go on.” He felt of his knees for a moment and then drew a long breath. “Perhaps,” he began deliberately, “ye don’t know that I’m a poor man. Seein‘ me here among these rich folks, goin’ abroad to Puree with the best 0’ them. and Loueze tharâ€"in the first cabinâ€"a lady, ez she J'sâ€"ye wouldn’tbelieveit,but1’m poor! ‘ I am. Well, sir, when that gal looks up at me and sez thatâ€"I hadn’t but twelve dollars in my pocket, and I ain’t the durned fool that I lookâ€"but suthin‘ in me-suthin’,you know, away back in rue-sez you shall ! Loo-0y, ‘you shall I and then I sez --repeatin’ it, and looking up right in her eyesâ€"‘You shall l go, Loo-ey’,did you everllook in my gal’s eyes ‘2” I am afraid he is not, although he was good enough afterward to establish one or two of my theories regarding him. I was enabled to assist him once in an altercation he hal with a cabman regarding the fare of his daughter. the cabman retaining a distinct im- pression that the father had also ridden in some obscure way in or upon the same cabâ€" as he undoubtedly had. I heard that he had forced his way into a certain great house in England. and that he was ignominiously re- jected, but I also heard that ample apologies had been made to a certain quiet modest daughter of his who was without on the lawn, and that also a certain Personage, whom I approach, even in this vague way, with a capital letter, had graciously taken a fancy to the poor child,and hadinvited herto arocepli »n. “ I raised it to two hundred and fifty dolv lars. I got odd jobs 0’ work here and there. overtimeâ€"I’m a machinist. I used to keep this yer over-work from Looâ€"saying I had to see men in the evenin to get pints about Europeâ€"and thatâ€"End getting a little money raised on my life insurance. I shoved. her through. And here we is. Chip- per nnd first classâ€"all throughâ€"that is, Loo is l” Rome and Naples and return ":7 You can’t do it." He looked at me cunningly a moment. "Kan‘t do it ? I’ve done it I” “ Done it ?” “ \Vall, about the same I reckon, I’ve fig gered it out. Figgers don’t he. I ain’t no Cook’s tourist ; I kin see Cook and give him pints. I tell you I’ve flggeted it out to a cent, and I’ve money to spare. Of course I don’t reckon to travel with Loo. She’ll go first class. But I‘ll be near her if it’s in the steerage of a ship, or in the baggage car of a railroad. I don’t need much in the way of grub or clothes, and now and then I kin pick up a job. Perhaps you disremember that row I had down in the engine room,when they chucked me out of it ?” u well, that dâ€"m fool of a. Dutchman, that chief engineer. gave me a. job the other day. And cf I hadn’t just forced my way down there, and talked sassy at him. and criticised his macheen, he’d hev never knowd I knowed a eccentric from a wagon wheel. Do you see the pint ?” He laughed. “ When I was gettin’ up some pints from them books of travel, I read her a. proverb or saying outer one 0’ them, that ‘ only princes and fools and Americans traveled first-class! You see I told her it didn’t say ‘women,’ for they natur- ally would ride firstoclassâ€"and American gals being Princesses, didn‘t count. Don‘t you see ?" We parted in England. It is not neces- sary, in this brief chronicle, to repeat the var- ious stories of “Uncle Joshua,” as a younger and more frivolous of our passengers called him, not that two- thirds of the stories reâ€" peated were utterly at variance with any esâ€" timate of the character of the man, although I may add that I was also doubtful of the accuracy of own estimate. But one quality was always dominantâ€"his resistless, dogged pertinacity and calm imperturbability 1 “He asked Miss Montmorris ifshe ‘minded’ singin a little in the second cabin to liven it up, and added, as an inducement, that they didn’t know good music from had,” said Jack Walker to me.” And when he mended the broken lock of my trunk, he absolutely propothed to me to athk couthin Grace if thee didn’t want a ‘koorier’ to travel with her to ‘do mechanics,‘ provided thee would take charge of that dreadfully deaf-aud~dumb daughter of his. Wothn’t it funny ? Really, he’th one of your characters,’ said the young est Miss Montmorris to me as we made our adieus on the steamer. - I parriéd thai somewhat direci cluestibn by another : “But the twelve dollarsâ€"how did. you increase that ‘2” I could not help looking at him with aston- ishment ; nhere waq evidently only a pleasant memory in his mind. Yet I recalled that I felt indignapt forhim and his daughter. If I did not quite follow his logic, nor see my way cleally into his daughter’s acquies- cence through this- speech, some lighi may be thrown upon it from his next utterance. I had risen with some vague words of congratu- lation on his success, and was about to leave him, when he called me back. I ihought I began to see it. But I could not help asking What his daughter thought of trayeling ih yhis infgrior why. “ Did I tell ye.” he said, cautiously looking around, yet with a smile of stifled enjoyment in his face. “ did I tell ye what that gal â€"my flatterâ€"Bed to me? No, I didn’t tell yeâ€"nor no one else afore. Come here 1” “ That night that I told my gal she should go abroad, I sez to her, quite chipperlike and free, ‘I say, Looey,’ sez I, ‘ye’ll be goin’ for to marry some 0‘ them counts, or dukes, or p0 tentates, I reckon, and ye‘ll leave the old man.7 And she sez, sez she, looking me squar in the eyeâ€"did ye ever notiss that gal’s eye ?” “ She has fine eyes.” I replied, cautiously. “ They is ez clean as a fresh milk pan. and ez bright. Nothing sticks to ’em. Eh i)" “ You are right." “ Well, she looks up at me this way”- here he achieved a vile imitation of his daughter’s modest glance, not at all like herâ€"“ and. look» ing at me, she sez quietly: ‘That’s what I’m goin’ for, and to improve my mind.’ He l he I he! Its a fuck! To marry a nobleman and improve her mind! Ha! ha I ha. l" He made me draw down closely into the shadow and secrecy of the roundhouse. The evident enjoyment that he took in this, and the quiet ignoring of anything of a moral quality in his daughter's sentiments, or in his thus confiding them to a stranger’s ear, again upset all my theories. I may say here that it is one of the evidences of original character, that it is apt to baffle all prognosis from a. mere observer’s standpoint. But I recalled it some months after. “ But (3W9 hundred and fifty dollars ! And I â€"'1‘hree young Zulu women are now at ‘the London Aquarium. One of the three dusky ladies claims Cetywayo for her father. and wears her hair somewhat longer than that of her companions. in evidence of her royal descent. The names which they bear are musical. and express qualities or relate to some incident, after the fashion of the old Hebrew names. ’l‘hus, of the three namesâ€" Unolala, Unomadloza and Unozondabaâ€"one refers to the owner’s mother having ssed through some trial or suffering. and an he! means that its bearer is as sweet as honey. The ladies share with their more civilized sisters a taste for personal adornment. Their manners are gentle and prepossessing, and their demeanor is in marked contrast with that of the exuberantly gay and noisy mascu- line members of the troupe. It is noteworthy that the men do not allow their female com- panions to eat with them, the subjection of woman being carried out among the Zulu. The husband buys his wife. paying her father so many cows, but the ladies appear to have secured for themselves the important'right of refusing or accepting the lover. I was at a certain entertainment given in Paris by the heirs, executors and assignees of an admirable man. long since gathered to his fathers in Pere la Chaise, but whose Shake- speare-like bust still looks calmly and benevo- lently down on the riotous revelry of absurd wickedness of which he was, when living.the patron saint. The entertainment was of such a character that, while the performers were chiefly women. The few exceptions were foreigners, and among them 1 quickly receg- nized my fair fellow-countrywomen, the Ment- morrises. “ Don’t thay that you’ve theen ~g ‘ here," said the youngest Miss Montmo “ for ith only a lark. Ith awfully funny ! And‘ that friend of yourth from Injinny ith here with hith daughter." this narrative to the few facts of which I was personally cognizant in the career of this re- mairkuble personfl It did not take me long to find my friend Uncle Joshua's serious, practical, unsympa- thetic face in the front row of tables and benches. But beside him, to my utter con- sternasiou, was his shy and modest daughter. In another moment I was at his side. “ I really thinkâ€"I am afraidâ€"" I began in a whisper, “that you have made a mistake. I don’t think you can be aware of the character of this place. Your daughterâ€"" The wedding occurred about fifteen days since. The gentleman she married is named Hillexbrand, and he has for some time been employed at Aterburn’s place, on the Brons- bore road. This is a remarkable ease. as a sister who once enters a convent seldom leaves it, but prefers to leave the world with its joys, its sorrows and its myriad of sins behind hen Miss Funk had not entered the fina. order 01 sisterhood, and if she saw proper to change the life she had started out to lead with the best of intentions. it certainly is a. credit to her to come out openly and not her part as she has, and if she is happy and contented the world will find no fault with her conduct. (Louisville Courier J ouruel.) About two years since Sister Mary Funk, 3 young lady of most respectful parentage and a devout Catholic, came to this city from Frankfort, and was admitted to the convent at the corner of Chesnut and Shelby streets. and was after this a sub-teacher in the school at the corner of Webster and Washington streets. Some time after this there came a request for the services of e sub-teacher in the convent in Jeflersonville, and Miss Funk. still under the direction of the prioress. accepted the situation, and performed her work well and faithfully. ' “ Kehl here with Misé Montmorris. 8119': yet} It’s all right.” I was at my wits end. anly, at this mo- ment, Mlle. Rochefort, from the Oranfi'erie, skipped out in the quadrille immediately be- fore us, caught her light skirts in either hand and executed a pas that lifted the but from the eyes of some of the front spectators, and pulled it down over the eyes of others. The Montmorrises fluttered away with a half- hysterical giggle anda. hull-confounded escort. The modest-looking Miss Loo, who had been staring at everything quite inifi‘erently, sud- denly s pped forward, took her father's arm. and sei sharply, "Come.” At this moment, 9. voice in English, but unmistakably belonging to the politest nation in the World. rose from behind the girl, mim- ickingly. ”My God i it is shocking. I bloosh I O, dammit !” In an instant he was in the hands of Uncle Joshua, and forced back clamoring against the railing. his hat smashed over his foolish furious face. and half his shirt and crevat in the old man’s strong grip. Several of the students rushed to the rescue of their com- patriot, but one or two Englishmen and half a dozen Americans had managed in some mysterious way to bound into the arena. I looked hurriedly for Miss Louisa, but she was gone. When we had extricated the old man from the melee,I asked him where she was. “Oh I reckon she’s gone OH with Sir Arthur. I saw him herejust as I pitched into that damned fool.” “ Sir Arthur '2” I asked. “ Yes, an acquaintance o‘ Loo’s.” “ She’s in my carriage, just outside,” in- terrupted a handsome young fellow, with the shoulders of a giant and the blushes of a girl. “ It’s all over now, you know. It was rather a foolish lark, you cominghere with her with- out knowingâ€"you knowâ€"anything about it, you know. But this wayâ€"thank you. She’s waiting for you,” and in another instant'he and the old man had vanished. Nor did I see him again until he stepped into the railway carriage with me on his way to Liverpool. “ You see I’m trev’lin first class now.” he said, “ but gein' .home I don’t mind a trifle extry expense.” “Then you’ve made your tour,” I asked, “ and are success- ful ?” “ Well, yes, we saw Switzerland and Italy, and if I hadn’t been short 0’ time, we’d hev gone to Egypt. Mebbee next winter I’ll run over again to see Loo, and do it." " Then your daughter does not return with you ?" I continued in some astonishment. “ Well, no â€"-she’s visiting some of Sir Arthur’s relatives in Kent. Sir Arthur is thereâ€"perhaps you recollect him ?” He paused a moment, looked cautiously around, and with the some enjoy- ment he had shown on shipboard, said : “ Do you remember the joke I told you on Loo, when she was at sea ‘2” H Yes.” “ Well, don‘t ye say anything about it now. But dem my skin if it doesn’t look like coming true.” AflTIFTEEN MIN lJ'l‘ES (FOURTBIIIP. During all the time that she was connected with the convent here as a lay sister, those associated with her now speak of her as a true woman, in the strictest sense of the word. She never complained. went straight forward in the performance of the duties assigned to her, and at times seemed perfectly satisfied with her life, and, like the other members of the noble sisterhood, she was always ready to sacrifice her own happiness and comforg and, if necessary, her life. 1n order to alleviate the sufferings of those who were in distress. After some time. and for what reasons no one knows. Miss Funk became dissatisfied with her life, and concluded to marry. The more she studied about the charms of double blessedness the more she was convinced that she wanted to marry. As no one knows the secrets of the human heart. it is only just to say that no one has a. right to criticise her acts. It is said that she stated to a friend that if she could find a man who suited her tastes she would marry him in fifteen min- utes; The friend happened to know a “fifteen minute man," and aman who bears a splendid reputation, and the two people who wanted to marry were introduced, and in just fifteen minutes 9. contract to cling together “for bet- ter or for worse” was entered into. and the voung sister, with affecting solemnity, bade an affectionate adieu to the walls of the convent. hung her veil on the fence and launched out on the stage plank that leads to the good ship matrimony,and she is now gliding down the river of life by thejoyous light of the honey- moon. And it did. Bnm Hum.