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NEW ENGLAND CORRESPONDENCE.
The Jury Bill Vetoed—One Man's as Good as
Another , aud Better too—The Ijottery in
Massachusetts — How the Devil is Whipped
Round the Stump —An Interesting Case
Touching Contractors—Justice vs. Sympathy
and “ Influence "—lncrease of Population —
The Great Demand for Houses Boston
Spreading Herself — Etc., etc., etc.
Boston, March 31.
I told you in a recent letter about the nar
row action of the Legislature of Massachu
setts in passing a Jury Bill, disabling from
that unpleasant duty of the unwilling citizen
all who, by smiling socially or causing others
to smile—that is by selling rum or drinking
the same as a beverage—may be considered
in an illegal business. The Boston press
was unanimous in opposition to the bill, of
course, and poked muoh fun at the Solons
from what Dr. Holmes calls “ the deep-rut
ted communities on the unsalted streams.”
But they, believing that they were doing the
work of hired hands in God’s mill, did not
stir a peg from their position. There was a
great deal of interest felt in the probable
course of Gov. Andrew on the bill. He had
always been known as an ultra man in every
reform of this reforming age, and I think
that the tough-hided total abstainers had
considerable hopes of his aid, as he has never
been known to pass along the street intoxi
cated, singing bawdy song3,and laughing the
unwholesome laugh of the debauchee. But the
“Gov.” has proved his belief that there is
more sediment in blood than there is in
water: fer he has come out with a veto, ac
companied by a lengthy message which con
tained several very sarcastic hits. The Gov
ernor evidently thinks that one man is as
good as another for jury service, while bis
judgment is unwarped. But there should be
an improvement in liquor. Meanwhile the
Legislature had another scheme for the bet
ter enforcement of “the laws”—which, with
the leatherskinned obtainers, nevei means
anything else but the prohibitory liquor law.
Still, I think the quality of the beverage usu
ally sold at our bars ought to be improved.—
The Legislature has decided, very emphati
cally decided, against the license law for
vum-sellers, and seem determined to make
dealing in the ardent a crime where the law
can be enforced. I wish they would do
something to make the “barkeeper” sell bet
ter stuff; and as that is where I am bound to
conclude, I will leave the subject.
The magnificent Gift Enterprise, yclept
Presentation Concerts, which cast a blaze of
cheap jewelry and such over our city for a
whole week or two, came to an untimely end
the other day by the interference of the Po
lice on the charge that it was a lottery,
against the laws of the Commonwealth, for
such cases made and provided. The Police
had not received so many pianos and sewing
machines as they thought they deserved—
hence the -complaint. It is denounced by the
press, and by most ot the citizens as small
business. It was not a lottery, inasmuch as
every ticket was good for a concert, and
whatever else it happened to draw. Os
course the average of presents was not ex
tensive. But the lotteries that are counte
nanced in church fairs are of an unmistak
able character, and should not have any pre
ference over others. I believe the authori
ties intend to let the concern go on under a
new name on the condition that they will
take care to make it appear in their adver
tisements that their principal* business is to
sell concert tickets and that the presents are
only incidentals. That is the way his Sul
phuric Majesty is castigated around the
stump when conflicting interests twitch the
pride of municipal power. Perhaps this was
to show the country people, who are very
much worried about the morals of Boston,
that a metropolitan police is not needed in
this fair Utopia of respected law.
•The case of the Smith Brothers, Govern
ment Contractors for various naval supplies,
has excited no little interest in our commu
nity. iThe parties are merchants in this city,
who have supplied the Navy Agent at this
post with millions of dollars worth of goods
since the war commenced, out of which they
have undoubtedly made a very good thing.
They were suddenly arrested by the Navy
Department nearly a year ago, their papers
seized, their store closed, and their bodies
imprisoned—bail being refused for a long
time. They were tried by a Naval Court
Martial at Charlestown, which dragged
its slow length through many months, and
finally ended in a sentence to pay a fine of
twenty thousand dollars with imprisonment
for five years. Suddenly every body who had
been denouncing swindling contractors be
came very gushing with sympathy. The
press bewailed the persecution of our dis
tinguished fellow citizens, and questioned
the arbitrary nature of the arrest aud the
trial. The Massachusetts delegation in Con
gress looked into the matter—l know not
through what spectacles—and saw a good
deal of persecution too. They bee&me satis
fied that the Smiths had been harshly and
unjustly dealt with; that they were really
innocent of any frauds ; that the most that
could be made out, in dealings of many mil
lions, was something like two thousand dol
lars excess in charges over just rates, and
they, therefore, demanded a reversal of the
judgment at the hands of the Navy Depart
ment and the President. But the Navy De
partment choose first to put the case in the
hands of an eminent Washington lawyer
(Mr. Charles Eames) for review and judge
ment, and the conclusion he comes to is an
approval of the decision of the court mar
tial against the Smiths. The Secretary of
the Navy, consequently, stands by the re
cord, and his case goes up to the President
for final decision ; and to him Senator Sum
ner now appeals in behalf of the prisoners in
this strain of injured innocence :
It is hard that citizens enjoying a good
name, who had the misfortune to come into
business ralations with the Government,
should be dragged from their beds and hur
ried to a military prison; that they should be
obliged to undergo a trial by court martial,
damaging their good name, breaking up
their business, and subjecting them to un
told expenditure, when, at the slightest
touch, the whole case vanishes into thin air,
leaving nothing behind but the incomprehen
sible spirit in which it had its origin. Os
course, the finding and sentence of the court
martial ought, without delay, to be set aside.
But this is only the beginning of justice.—
Some positive reparation should be made to
citizens who have been so deeply injured.
Well, there are many who don’t agree with
Mr. Sumner and the Congressional delega
tion, but believe that the members of Con
gress are more likely to be decieved or biased
than the members of the naval court martial.
However, the President has reversed the de
cision of the court martial, and the Smith
Brothers are now free from the. restraint of
the law. Great is Shoddy, and Contracts are
his profits 1
The demand for houses and store# in this
city was never so pressing *as at the pres
ent- A person experiences the utmost
difficulty in procuring an eUgible place of
business or residence in the city or suburban
towns. The high cost of materials has pre
vented the ordinary amount of building for
the last two years, and the population has
been steadily increasing in number and
wealth. As people grow wealthy, you know,
they want larger and more commodious ac
commodations. There is no grass in Boston
streets, and the sign “tolet” is rarely seen
on the streets devoted to business or resi
dences. Rents are consequently advanc
ing; and our sidewalks never seemed
so narrow for the crowds who fre
quent them on business - or pleasure
intent. Something - must be done soon or we
shall slop over. We have always been as
thick as three in a bed on this little peninsula,
and our only hope is in growing out over the
Back Bay with the strides of piles and pile
drivers. This we are rapidly doing, and now
we want buildings erected on the new land
—one thousand dwelling houses at once.—
Why have we not a Napoleon to order these
improvements at once ? or, still better, an
Aladdin to rub his lamp and wish a little
easy ? One project to increase the valuable
area of the city is to level Fort Hill, a steep
eminence overlooking the harbor, once the
court end of the town, and now the Police
Court end of the city, which would, if level
ed down, give something like ten acres to
business. It is'now a hive of Irish, swarm
ing through four story houses, once the abode
of wealth and fashion. These houses face
on what was once an elegant public area of
two or three acres, crowned with beautiful
shade trees, and carefully kept. It is now a
smooth worn play-ground and breathing
place for thousands of Irish children, with
abraded clothing aud dirty noses, who
make dismal music to take the place of the
songs of birds, when irate dams appeal to
their tender side 9 with persuasive but much
worn shoes. Crime, corruption, disease, pov
erty and death lurk in these parlieus and
“shake” for mortals that are scarcely fit for
anything better than eternal salvation.
Business men with faith, together with
capital enough, are waiting for the authority
of law to say unto this mountain—which is
only a hill, anyway—Be thou removed aud
cast into the sea; and it would be done. I
am a poor weak mortal, full of sympathy for
my fellow beings, and not at all given to
levity; therefore I shall not say that I wish
the inhabitants would cling to the hill in that
great day, and go into the sea too. I think
it would be a potent emetic enough to make
the sea “ throw up ” all its fished and what
ever else it had in its stomach.
The Republican victory in New Hamp
shire was so sweeping that the other side
were routed and demoralized. The popular
majority was larger than had been rolled up
in the State for twenty-five years.
Theatricals are lively here. Booth is at
the Boston, drawing large houses. The
weather is fine and the season is forward.
lota.
SAVANNAH, GA., TUESDAY, APRIL 18, 1865.
INDIAN CONJURING.
Early in the morning after our arrival at!
Poomah, we were lounging in the veranda of
the Dawk bungalow, when a loud tom-tom
ing called attention, and we saw a procession
entering the comppand of the bungalow.—
First came two yellow-looking fellows with
long black hair and red puggerees, beating
like madmen with thqif horny fingers on a
couple of tom-toms, ffeten followed three or
four boys dragging huge snakes over their
shoulders. Next marched a tall old man,
richly dressed in shawls, followed closely by
two or three coolies carjgying boxes. Some
ragged foHowers with shears closed the pro
cession. The party went round to the back
of the bungalow, and presently our syces
brought to us the old gentleman in “the
9hawls, who bowed to the grotind, touched
his forehead, mouth, and breast' to us, and
began a long address, in which we were
plentifully honored as protectors of the
poor, ana as lords, masters, and royal high
nesses.
In a few minutes the whole party came
round from the back of the house, and form
ed a semi-circle with on jervants and follow
ers. In the middle, with at least ten yards
of clear space around him, sat the conjurer.
By his side squatted a little negro boy with a
large box in his arms, which/ after a word or
two in the Mahrattee language from the old
conjurer, he opened and brought for our in
spection. On looking in, we saw a mass of
cobras twisted in a lump, lying in a blanket
fast asleep. The box was put on lbe ground
a few yards from the conjurer, with the lid
open. He then proceed a sort of Pan-pipe,
aiid began to play allow and mournful air.
We, from our post on the veranda, could look,
down into the box; and in a few seconds we
saw the snakes beginning to uncurl. The
one that was first detached from the lump
slipped over the side of the box to the
ground. The moment he was on the sand,
he stiffened, reared his head, opened the hood
which extended on both sides of his face, aud
hissed violently, shooting his tongue very
swiftly in and out. Meanwhile the charmer
began to play more quickly on his pipe, and
the snake, turning towards him, gradually
approached him. Mpre snakes now rose
in the box, some came out, and others look
ed over the edge; but all were hissing
and looking venomous. Some went close to
the man and boy, and even crawled on their
clothes. They were handled with the
greatest composure; both the old man and
the boy taking hold of their necks C e>
behind, as a keeper handles ferrets, m
whenever any of the snakes approach*/ A r
circle of spectators, it was broken <s■
treat, with great appearance <» dismay! 1 1:
these occasions, the old man redoublea’the
energy of his music, and generally succeed
ed iu enticing the snakes back; but some
times the boy bad to go and fetch them.
After we had looked at this performance for
some minutes, one of our party Observed
that he believed that it wa9 all a humbug,
that their teeth had been extracted, and their
venom-bags cut out. At auy rate, he an
nounced his intention of collaring the first
snake that came near the Verandas We" ob
jected in vain; and when presently a very
active looking cobra, that had been several
times fetched back by the boy, approached
our veranda, and the’ coqjurer had turned
his head away for au instant, with a sudden
dart our friend had it by the back of the
neck, and jumped down with it into the
compound, holding it high over his head, and
shouting to the conjurer that anybody could
do that. As soon as the audience saw what
he had done, they set up a tremendous yell.
The conjurer seemed terrified, and rushed at
the rash Englishman, playing his pipe like a
madman. But our friend kept away from
him, and swung the hissing cobra in the air.
The old man entreated him to throw it in the
box; and after marching all round the com
pound, and frightening the public by pre
tended lunges with it at the faces in the little
crowd, he threw the snake into the blanket.
The boy, in the meantime, had picked up
the others, and returned them to the box.
When he had them all iu, the old charmer
shut the box, aud sat on it, panting. This
interruption put an end to the snake-charm
ing. I do not believe that the snakes had
been tampered with : but our friend, who
has a grip of iron, held the snake he had
seized so tight, and so close to its head, that
it was powerless. * He told us that it nearly
got away, and was almost as bad to hold as
au eel.
Our slave in the shawls V r . S taken up
his position in the same place as before, the
boy held in his haud a common basket about
two feet high and a foot across. The old
man announced that he would cause a mango
tree to grow out of the sand. We had heard
this triGk much talked about, and watched
it closely. The conjurer first scraped a little
hole in the sand, and put in it a mango seed.
When he bad covered it up, he asked us for
a little water. I went out and poured half a
gallon over it, wetting the sand all around.
The old man then put the basket over the
hole, and said he would have a tree in about
twenty minutes. While we were waiting, he
asksd for three teacups, and said he would
show some little-child's play, as he called it,
to while away the time. He put the three
cups on the ground in front of him, the hole
with the basket over it being on the right,
the boy on his left, and no one else within at
least four yards, except ourselves, and we sat
in the veranda about six feet from him. He
then asked us to mark a piece of chupattie.
I marked a piece with tho number of my reg
iment, and at his request put it upon bis
tongue. He closed his mouth, chewed,
swallowed, then opened his mouth, which
we examined, and it was apparently empty.
He then asked which cup the piece of chu
pattie should be under. I whispered to a
comrade, “Run and put your foot on the
middle cup before the boy can get to it.” I
then answdted, ‘The middle.” My comrade
immediately kjeked that cup over, and there
was nothing to be seen. We laughed at the
old fellow; but he said, '“Hai,’’-(it is there,)
and, turning to the boy, said, “Scrape the
sand.” The boy went on his knees, and with
his fingers scratched the sand till there ap
peared a piece of chupattie with “one hun
dred and fifty-seven” on it, and otherwise
corresponding to the piece he had eaten.
The conjuror then took a piece of chupat
tie, aud in our presence marked it with an
Arabic character or two, and gave It to one I
of ourselves to eat. Then, walking back, he
sat down behind the cups facing us, and,
taking some sand in his baud, shook it over
each cup, and said: “Where is it, my Lord?”
The one of us who had eaten it thought it a
sure joke to cry out iu answer, “ Under all*”
But he quietly lifted up each -cup, and under
each lay a piece of chupattie exactly corres
pending to the one our “friend had eaten. —
This trick could not have been done with
apparatus, as the cups were ours and the
ground was open road. It was pure sleight
of hand.
But now it was time to look for the mango
tree. We stood round when the old man
lifted the basket, and there, from the centre
of the wet patch, rose a green shoot about
two inches high. We went down on onr
knees and examined it. We were told not
to touch it, as it was delicate; but it was
evidently, to our eyes, something growing.
The old man then covered it up, and said,
“ In two minutes the tree will be made.”
We now asked after the two huge boas we
had seen the boj's dragging along, and they/
fetched them from under a piece of old sail
cloth where they had been, lying, asleep.—
They were as large round as a man’s thigh,
and apparently about five feet long; but the
charmer said they could stretch themselves
to twelve or fifteen, feet. He had had them
since they were a tew inches long, when he
found a nest of them. They were very tame
and torpid; there were no tricks in them.
We handled them and stroked their skin.—
The old conjurer said the only thing they
could do worth seeing was to eat. He asked
whether we had a goat or a sheep to give
them; but we had none. A couple of dogs
were brought in a sack—one a wretched
looking pariah dog with a piece of cloth tied
over his face; the other a big, rough, yellow
fellow, wriggling and snapping like a fresh
caught pike. The moment the dog yapped,
the boa who was to exhibit—one had been
taken. away, as, if fed in each other’s
presence, they are apt to fasten on each
other—became lively, and opened his eyes.
A piece of string was fastened to the dog’s
hindleg, and, the cloth being tom off his face,
he made a rush away, but was "brought up
in a few yards by the string. He turned
savagely round to bite at the string, and
cought sight of the boa now approaching
him with rapid wriggles. His jaw dropped, ;
and he crouched down, easting his eye
about, and uttering a low snarl as the foam
ran out of his mouth. We pitied the poor
brute, and wanted them to let him go ; but
4 he charmer said that boa-sahib was rather
customer when" his gastric juice
cod i stimulated, until he got a mouthful. The
f uoa, now close to the dog, was twisting, wri
thing in every direction—at one time shoot’
ing himself out until be was a dozen feet
long, and hardly as thick as a man's arm;
then shutting up into a mass three or. four
ieet long, and as thick round as a fat man.
At last, raising half his body in the air, he
brought it down with whack on the unfortu
nate beast’s back, the dog appearing by this
time almost inanimate. It was thus killed,
and in three minutes became a misshapen
mass. The boa then covered the body with
saliva, and, turning his head round, his tail
still encircling the dog, he took the head into
his mouth with one suck. At this moment,
one of the boys who had carried the animal
up, and with a chopper Cut off the four legs
of the dog at the knees. We were told they
were apt to disagree with the snake, and
make him sulk. In fact the fewer bones the
boa eats, the better for him.
It was rather a sickening sight, and we
urged them to let the other dog go. They
did so, and the poor brute ran away at a
great rate when they started him.
We left the boa to gorge bis dog, which
was slowly disappearing, and went back to
the basket where the mango was growing,
and on which some of us had been keeping
our eyes all the time. The conjurer lifted it
up, and there appeared a little mango-shoot,
in fact a young tree, about a foot high. We
touched and pulled off several of the leaves,
and ate them. They had the peculiar scent
ed taste of the mango. I wanted to pull it
up, and see whether it had any roots; but
the old man would not consent to that on
any terms. We wished to see more tricks,
or I fear I should have pulled it up in spite
oft him. However, he sent for an old pot,
carefully transplanted the mango, taking up
a good oall of earth, and sent it away by one
of his boys. He said it was to have it
planted in some garden.
This is the most famous trick in Hindos
tan, and is done in all parts, I believe. The
jugglers, throughout Asia, are all of one
clan, and their sons become jugglers or mu
sicians, their daughters dancmg-girls, the
secrets of the trade being handed down from
father to son. Certainly the tree had every
appearance of growing; it was bright and
fresh looking, and its leaves and stocks were
stiff. Theie was none of that draggled ap
pearance which hangs about anything just
transplanted or stuck in the ground.
The old conjurer now said that, for his
next trick, he must be somewhere out of the
glare of the sun, and sheltered from any air
which might be stirring. We accordingly
adjourned to the veranda. The dbjurer
spread a piece of matting, and squatted, pro
duced from his shawls a bag, and emptied it
on the stone in front of him. The contents
were a quantity of Httle bits of wood—some
forked like the branches of a tree; some
straight; each a few inches long; and, be
sides these; there were some fifteen or twenty
little painted wooden birds, about half an
inch long. The old man choso one of the
straightest and thickest of the bits of wood,
and, turning his face up in the air, poised it
on the tip of his nose. The little boys who
sat by him henceforth, handed him whatever
he called for. First, two or three more
pieces of wood, which he poised on
already there, then a forked piece, to which
he gradually made additions, until he had
built upon his nose a tree with tw T o branches.
He always kept its balance by adding simul
taneously on each side, holding a piece in
each hand, aiffd never once taking his eyes off
the fabric. Soon the two branches became
lour, the four eight, and so on until
a skeleton of a tree was formed about
two feet high, and branching out so
as to overshadow his whole face;
he could just reach with his hands to put the
topmost branches on. It was a wonderful
structure, and we all held our breath as he
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added, the last bits. But it was not done yet.
The boys now handed him the little birds,
and still, two at a time, one in each hand, he
stuck them all over the tree. The complete
immobility of his head and neck, while he
was balancing this structure on the tip of hia
nose, was something wonderful; and I think
he must have breathed through his ears, for
there was not the slightest perceptible mo
tion about nose or mouth. After putting all
the birds on, he paused, and we, thinking
the trick was finished, began to applaud. But
he held up his forefinger for silence. There
was more to come. The boys put into one
of his hands a short, hollow reed, and into
the other some dried peas. He then put a
pea into his mouth, and, using the reed as a
pea-shooter, took aim, and shot off the
branch one of the birds. The breath he
gave was so gentle and well calculated that
it. gave no perceptible movement to his face;
it just sent the pea far enough to hit a par->
ticular bird with perfect aim, and knock it
over. Not another thing on the tree moved.
Another pea was fired in the same way, and
.another bird brought down, and so on until
all the birds were baggea. The fire was
then directed at the branches and .limbs of
the tree, and, beginning from the topmost,
-the whole of this astonishing structure was
demolished piecemeal even more wonderfully
than its manner of erection.
A BALL-ROOM REMINISCENCE.
Airily beautiful,
Daintily dotiftil
To her mamma in the elegant shawl;
Gleaming so purely.
Glancing demurely.
Fair was Floretta that night at the ball.
Sailing divinely,
Dancing supinely.
Waltzing confidingly, sinking away;
Whispering caressingly,
• Sighing distressingly.
Hid by the shrubs that encircle'toe hay.
Wheedling csjolingly,
Wondering stroUingly,
Into the ante room, shady and cool; *
Proving convincingly.
Mimicking mincingly,
Magnates and stagnates that whirl in the pool.
Toying deliciously,
Tugging maliciously.
Gloves that are “sixes" and stick to her hand#;
Showing right (Viciously,
Not ostentatiously,
Destitute fingers awaiting commands.
_ Champagneing elpplneiy,
• Nibbling ap trippingly,
Bisoutta and ices and Jelly and cream;
Laughing melodiously,
Picturing odiously,
Bachelor .habits and serfdom supreme.
Looking up poutlngly,
Looking down douotingly,
Conning her cord with a wo-begone glance.
Yielding unwillingly,
» Answering chillingly.
Withering the Captain who claims her to dtnee
Fanning ferociously,
Grumbling precociously,
Seeking rest after a whirligig brief;
Lecturing icily,
Smiling enticingly.
Making me slink round the wall like a thief
Rising up buoyantly,
Breathing out Joyantly,
"Dear Mr. Robinson, what a relief j”
Sparklingly so wittily.
Moving so nrettily,
Filling my heart with an exquisite grief.
Leaning recllnlngly.
Starting repiningly,
Horrid announcement, “The carriage la here I”
Pausing coquettiibly.
Hurrying pettishly,
Goaty papa holds the horsea ao dear.
Argned lltiglously.
Treasured religiously,
Now in my memory’s innermost hall.
Dearest Floretta,
I’ll never forget a
Phase of the rapture that night at the ball.
[London Society.
Lifb of Casar.—A London correspon
dent of the Cincinnati Gazette thjis does up
Napoleon’s Life of Caesar :
The Emperor Napoleon’s Life of Caesar,
translated admirably by Thomas Wright, M.
A., the Homeric translator, is the sensation
of the week. It pleases the multitude, but
grievously disappoints scholars. The age of
scepticism, which has brought forth the la
bors of Niebuhr and Arnold, and which baa
sq silled the actual from the legendary in
Roman history, is entirely misrepresented In
the Imperial history. Buch a book would
have done very well sixty-years ago; it is
now an anachronism. He builds his struc
ture upon old authorities, long since proved
to have been mere panegyrists. All the sift
ings of modern scholarship are unknown to
him. He appears among classic scholars as
Rip Van Winkle did among the republicans,
still Imagining himself under the reign of
King George. Louis Napoleon imagines
that we are still under the historical sway of
Dionysius and Livy. Thus he imports into
his book a lot of well-dressed but utterly
inadmissible legends. There is also a lack
of thoroughness in details, all of which
proves that there is no royal road to litera
ture or learning.
Here are some examples of what I have
stated:
The Emperor states that Servius abolished
imprisonment or slavery for debt. It has
been proved again and again that he did not.
Nor is there any evidence for the statement
of Dionysius, which Napoleon adopts, that
the kings admitted freedmen to citizenship.
He says that the aid of the eighteen colonies
s&ved Rome after the battle of Gannas, when
the appeal for that aid was not made until
seven years after the battle. The defeat of
Mallius and Csepio by the Cimbri is placed
on the Rhind instead of the Rhone, where it
occurred. In point of style, the book has
noue of the free, sparkling characteristics of
the best French writers. It is a heavy imi
tation of the English essay style, and its
rhetoric is what Dr. Holmes would call the
44 Macauley flowers of literature. ’’ The book
is no addition to human knowledge. It is an
attempt to cover the despotic policy of Na- *
poleon the Little in the leonine skin of Caesar.
It will sink very deep into the gulf of ob
livion, and curious slimy creatures will crawl
through its gilt-edged pages, and feed upos*
its fiae morocco covers. Acbret.
By those ladies who in Paris lead. th© s
fashions, erinoline is now completely taboo
ed; their ball dresses are made in the style
of the first Empire, or the English fashion of
1811, with the skirt gored and the body cut
extremely low in front and back, while the
train is very long.
