build up. A carpet factory is soon to be established here, and other enterprises are under contemplation. Many smaller enterprises we have not mentioned, which are in their infancy as yet, but which may compel honorable mention a few years hence.

Jamestown is well provided with churches and schools. There are three Swedish churches here, one of them Methodist Episcopal, and two of them Lutheran, one colored Methodist church, just organized, one Catholic, one Baptist, one Congregational, one Protestant Episcopal, one Presbyterian, and one English Methodist Episcopal. The Universalists, Spiritualists, and Jews, are at present unorganized. Jamestown is orthodox, being in such close proximity to Chautauqua and Dr. Vincent. An intellectual atmosphere, wafted from Chautauqua, pervades the place. The public schools are of a superior order. A Collegiate Institute is joined with the village schools proper, and is under the same management, affording an education of higher grade than is usually afforded in a town of this size. The amount of business done at Jamestown may be suggested by the fact that five thousand packages are handled daily at our postoffice, and the number is constantly increasing. Of course during the summer season, when our hotels are crowded with guests, and the multitude, is passing through to Chautauqua, the business of the postoffice is much larger. Our postmaster arranges fifteen separate mails daily.

is about twenty-four miles, and the fathers enjoyed the exhilarating journey no less than their sons do now. The scenery is not bold and precipitous, but presents rather that more gentle but not less thrilling effect which artists ever delight to copy. We have already spoken of the splendid opportunities for fishing and pleasure-seeking which the Lake affords. Bathing in the Lake is a luxury which all enjoy, and women and children take particular delight in this healthful diversion at Chautauqua, and at other pleasure resorts on the Lake, on account of its comparative safety.

Chautauqua Lake has a supply of steamboats which has hitherto proved adequate to meet all the demands of the summer travel, and to the number already existing one new steamer has just now been added, and another is building. The "Cincinnati," the new boat just finished, is stoutly built, and is fitted up with especial reference to the tastes and comforts of the traveling public. Some of the boats with which we have been familiar in past years, have been refitted with especial reference to the coming season, which already gives promise of an unusually large crowd at Chautauqua and other points along the Lake. The steamers owned by the Chautauqua Lake Transit Company are: "Jamestown," "J. A. Burch," "Alaska," "Mayville," "M. A. Griffith," and the "W. B. Shattuc." Besides these there are the "Vincent," "J. F. Moulton," "Cincinnati,” “Josie Belle," "C. J. Hepburn," "Marshal," and many steam yachts, and one large flatboat for the use of private excursions. Sail boats and row boats seem to be without number. It is a characteristic of the people who inhabit this section of the country, to be thoroughly alive to every new enterprise, and to every indication contained in those events which "cast their shadows before," and hence the coming crowds at Chautauqua can never take our enterprising capitalists by surprise. A healthful competition among the owners of these lines of boats will hereafter, more than heretofore, increase the comforts afforded to passengers, while it will often reduce the fares to less than reasonable rates. Chautauqua steamers run in direct connection with the following railroads: The New York, Pennsylvania and Ohio; Lake Shore and Michigan Southern; New York, Lake Erie and Western; Buffalo, Pitts

Ex-Governor Reuben E. Fenton resides in Jamestown, near which place he began his public career. He is at present occupied with his duties as president of the First National Bank, and in private life he manifests those many qualities which were so highly valued when he was governor of the State of New York and a member of the United States Senate. He is a model of unaffected politeness, a far-seeing statesman, and as the sun of his life looks to-prising capitalists by surprise. ward the west, with grace and dignity he still stands among his fellow citizens, who hold him in honor for what he has been and what he still is. Let us hope that ere long he will consent once more to return to an active political life. He was elected to Congress in 1852, at the early age of thirtythree. He was a member of Congress for a period of ten years. In 1864 he was elected governor of the State of New York. Horatio Seymour was his opponent in the contest.burgh and Western; Dunkirk, Allegheny Valley and PittsHe was reëlected to this high position in 1866. In 1869 he was elected by the Legislature of the State to the office of United States Senator, which place he held until 1875, since which time he has been engaged with his extensive and varied business interests.

Orsino E. Jones, who has long been an active leader in the Republican politics of this section, and who is wellknown in political and business circles in the State of New York, resides at Jamestown. The town has a full share of prominent men, all of whom we can not mention in this brief article.

That Jamestown and the surrounding community possess some intellectual activity, may be inferred from the fact that from this village issue eight papers and periodicals, two of them dailies.

Chautauqua Lake is believed to be the highest navigable water in the United States. About two miles from the head of the Lake is the ridge which divides the waters which flow into Lake Erie and through the St. Lawrence River into the Gulf of St. Lawrence and the Atlantic, from the waters which flow into Lake Chautauqua, and from thence into the Allegheny, Ohio, and Mississippi rivers and the Gulf of Mexico. The first steamboat was launched upon Lake Chautauqua in 1828, and ever since then, partly for the purpose of business and partly for the use of pleasureseekers, the Lake has been amply supplied with boats. The distance from Jamestown over the Lake to Mayville

burgh; and the New York, Chicago and St. Louis. Chautauqua is therefore well located for receiving her guests from every part of the country.

The hotel accommodations at the various resorts around the lake have been excellent, but this season will be even better than heretofore. At Jamestown a new hotel has just been finished, and is now ready to receive guests for the summer. It is called the Sherman House, taking the wellknown name of its manager. It is one hundred and twenty feet by one hundred feet, five stories high, and contains one hundred and seventy-five suites of rooms. It is furnished with an elevator, which is run by steam, and the building contains every modern convenience. The rates of board are from two dollars to three dollars and a half per day. The Weeks House, in Jamestown, is well and favorably known to the traveling public. The proprietor knows how to make his guests feel at home while at his hotel. In front of the Weeks House there is a fountain of water, conveyed from an artesian well, which is of a superior quality. At Fluvanna, near the foot of the lake, is a quiet retreat, furnished with two comfortable hotels. This place would be especially attractive to those persons who desire an unpretentious house, where they may forget the busy world, and dwell alone in the quiet company of their own memories of the past and thoughts of the future. The hotel at Griffith's Point has been destroyed by fire, but doubtless another and yet better structure will soon take its place, since the advan

flung off half a dozen sets of donkey-shoes in one morning,
but you, I will be sworn, have been hammering at these
four days, and they do you credit, but why? because you
are no blacksmith; no, friend, your shoes may do for this
young gentlewoman's animal, but I shouldn't like to have
my horses shod by you, unless at a great pinch indeed."
"Then," said I, "for what do you take me?"

"Why, for some runaway young gentleman," said the postillion. "No offense, I hope?"

"None at all; no one is offended at being taken or mistaken for a young gentleman, whether runaway or not; but from whence do you suppose I have run away?"

"Why, from college," said the man; "no offense?" "None whatever; and what induced me to run away from college?"

"A love affair, I'll be sworn," said the postillion, "You had become acquainted with this young gentlewoman, so she and you'

"Mind how you get on, friend," said Belle, in a deep, serious tone.

"Pray proceed," said I, "I dare say you mean no offense." "None in the world," said the postillion; "all I was going to say was that you agreed to run away together, you from college, and she from boarding-school. Well, there's nothing to be ashamed of in a matter like that; such things are done every day by young folks in high life." "Are you offended?" said I to Belle.

"And what do you say to all this?" I demanded of Belle. "Stop a moment," interposed the postillion, "I have one more word to say:-and when you are surrounded by your comforts, keeping your nice little barouche and pair, your coachman and livery servant, and visited by all the carriage people in the neighborhood-to say nothing of the time when you come to the family estates on the death of the old people-I shouldn't wonder if now and then you look back with longing and regret to the days when you lived in the damp, dripping dingle, had no better equipage than a pony or donkey-cart, and saw no better company than a tramper or Gypsy, except once, when a poor postillion was glad to seat himself at your charcoal fire."

"Pray," said I, "did you ever take lessons in elocution?" "Not directly," said the postillion; "but my old master, who was in Parliament, did, and so did his son, who was intended to be an orator. A great professor used to come and give them lessons, and I used to stand and listen, by which means I picked up a considerable quantity of what is called rhetoric. In what I last said, I was aiming at what I have heard him frequently endeavoring to teach my governors as a thing indispensably necessary in all oratory, a graceful pere-pere-peregrination." "Peroration, perhaps?"

"Just so," said the postillion; "and now I'm sure I am not mistaken about you; you have taken lessons yourself, at first hand, in the college vacations, and a promising puWell, your friends will be Has your governor much

Belle made no answer, but, placing her elbows on her pil you were, I make no doubt.
knees, buried her face in her hands.
the happier to get you back.
"So we ran away together?" said I.
borough interest?"

"Ay, ay," said the postillion, "to Gretna Green, though I can't say that I drove ye, though I have driven many a pair." "And from Gretna Green we came here?"

"I'll be bound you did," said the man, "till you could arrange matters at home."

"And the horse-shoes?" said I.

"The donkey-shoes, you mean," answered the postillion; "why, I suppose you persuaded the blacksmith who married you to give you, before you left, a few lessons in his trade."

"And we intend to stay here till we have arranged matters at home?"

"I ask you once more," said I addressing myself to Belle, "what you think of the history which this good man has made for us?"

"What should I think of it," said Belle, still keeping her face buried in her hands, "but that it is mere nonsense?" "Nonsense!" said the postillion.

"Yes," said the girl, "and you know it."

"May my leg always ache, if I do," said the postillion, patting his leg with his hand; "will you persuade me that this young man has never been at college?" "I have never been at college, but"Ay, ay," said the postillion; "but―"

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"I have been to the best schools in Britain, to say noth

"Ay, ay," said the postillion, "till the old people are paci-
fied, and they send you letters directed to the next posting of a celebrated one in Ireland."
town, to be left till called for, beginning with, 'Dear chil-
dren,' and enclosing you each a cheque for one hundred
pounds, when you will leave this place, and go home in a
coach like gentlefolks, to visit your governors; I should like
nothing better than to have the driving of you; and then
there will be a grand meeting of the two families, and after
a few reproaches, the old people will agree to do something
handsome for the poor thoughtless things; so you will have
a genteel house taken for you, and an annuity allowed you.
You won't get much the first year, five hundred at the
most, in order that the old folks may let you feel that they
are not altogether satisfied with you, and that you are yet
entirely in their power; but the second, if you don't get a
cool thousand, may I catch cold, especially should young
madam here present a son and heir for the old people to
fondle, destined one day to become sole heir of the two il
lustrious houses, and then all the grand folks in the neigh-
borhood, who have, bless their prudent hearts! kept rather
aloof from you till then, for fear you should want anything
from them-I say, all the carriage people in the neighbor-
hood, when they see how swimmingly matters are going
on, will come in shoals to visit you."

"Well, then, it comes to the same thing," said the postillion; "or perhaps you know more than if you had been at college-and your governor?"

"My governor, as you call him," said I, "is dead."
"And his borough interest?"

"My father had no borough interest," said I; "had he possessed any, he would perhaps not have died as he did, honorably poor."

"No, no," said the postillion; "if he had had borough interest, he wouldn't have been poor, nor honorable, though perhaps a right honorable. However, with your grand education and genteel manners, you made all right at last by persuading this noble young gentlewoman to run away from boarding-school with you."

"I was never at boarding-school," said Belle, "unless you call-——_"}

"Ay, ay," said the postillion, "a boarding-school is vulgar, I know; I beg your pardon, I ought to have called it academy, or by some other much finer name-you were in something much greater than a boarding-school."

"There you are right," said Belle, lifting up her head and looking the postillion full in the face by the light of the charcoal fire; "for I was bred in the workhouse." "Wooh!" said the postillion.

"It is true that I am of good

"Of good blood," continued Belle; "my name is Berners, Isopel Berners, though my parents were unfortunate. Indeed, with respect to blood, I believe I am of better blood than the young man.'

"There you are mistaken," said I; "by my father's side I am of Cornish blood, and by my mother's of brave French Protestant extraction. Now, with respect to the blood of my father-and to be descended well on the father's side is the principal thing-it is the best blood in the world, for the Cornish blood, as the proverb says- ""

"I don't care what the proverb says," said Belle; "I say my blood is the best-my name is Berners, Isopel Berners -it was my mother's name, and is better, I am sure, than any you bear, whatever that may be; and though you say that the descent on the father's side is the principal thing— and I know why you say so," she added with some excitement-"I say that descent on the mother's side is of most account, because the mother—"

"Just come from Gretna Green, and already quarrelling," said the postillion.

"We do not come from Gretna Green," said Belle.

"Ah, I had forgot," said the postillion, "none but great people go to Gretna Green. Well, then, from church, and already quarrelling about family, just like two great people."

"We have never been to church,” said Belle, “and to prevent any more guessing on your part, it will be as well for me to tell you, friend, that I am nothing to the young man, and he, of course, nothing to me. I am a poor traveling girl, born in a workhouse: journeying on my occasions with certain companions, I came to this hollow, where my company quarrelled with the young man, who had settled down here, as he had a right to do, if he pleased; and not being able to drive him out, they went away after quarrelling with me, too, for not choosing to side with them; so I stayed here along with the young man, there being room for us both, and the place being as free to me as to him."

"And, in order that you may be no longer puzzled with respect to myself," said I, "I will give you a brief outline of my history. I am the son of honorable parents, who gave me a first-rate education, as far as literature and languages went, with which education I endeavored, on the death of my father, to advance myself to wealth and reputation in the big city; but failing in the attempt, I conceived a disgust for the busy world, and determined to retire from it. After wandering about for some time, and meeting with various adventures, in one of which I contrived to obtain a pony, cart, and certain tools, used by smiths and tinkers, I came to this place, where I amused myself with making horse-shoes, or rather pony-shoes, having acquired the art of wielding the hammer and tongs from a strange kind of smith-not him of Gretna Greenwhom I knew in my childhood. And here I live, doing harm to no one, quite lonely and solitary, till one fine morning the premises were visited by this young gentlewoman and her companions. She did herself anything but justice when she said that her companions quarreled with her because she would not side with them against me; they quarreled with her, because she came most heroically to my assistance as I was on the point of being murdered; and she forgot to tell you, that after they had abandoned her she stood by me in the dark hour, comforting and cheering me, when unspeakable dread, to which I am occasionally subject, took possession of my mind. She says she is nothing to me, even as I am nothing to her. I am of course nothing to her, but she is mistaken in thinking she is nothing to me. I entertain the highest regard and admiration for her, being convinced that I might search the whole world in vain for a nature more heroic and devoted."

agreeable partner in a place like this I would not wish to have; it is true he has strange ways, and frequently puts words into my mouth very difficult to utter; but-but—” and here she buried her face once more in her hands.

"Well," said the postillion, "I have been mistaken about you; that is, not altogether, but in part. You are not rich folks, it seems, but you are not common people, and that I could have sworn. What I call a shame is, that some people I have known are not in your place and you in theirs,— you with their estate and borough interest, they in this dingle with these carts and animals; but there is no help for these things. Were I the great Mumbo Jumbo above, I would endeavor to manage matters better; but being a simple postillion, glad to earn three shillings a day, I can't be expected to do much."

"Who is Mumbo Jumbo?" said I.

"Ah!" said the postillion, "I see there may be a thing or two I know better than yourself. Mumbo Jumbo is a god of the black coast, to which people go for ivory and gold." "Were you ever there?" I demanded.

"No," said the postillion, "but I heard plenty of Mumbo Jumbo when I was a boy."

"I wish you would tell us something about yourself. I believe that your own real history would prove quite as entertaining if not more, than that which you imagined about us."

"I am rather tired," said the postillion, "and my leg is rather troublesome. I should be glad to try to sleep upon one of your blankets. However, as you wish to hear something about me, I shall be happy to oblige you; but your fire is rather low, and this place is chilly."

Thereupon I arose, and put fresh charcoal on the pan; then taking it outside the tent, with a kind of fan which I had fashioned, I fanned the coals into a red glow, and continued doing so until the greater part of the noxious gas, which the coals are in the habit of exhaling, was exhausted. I then brought it into the tent and reseated myself, scattering over the coals a small portion of sugar. "No bad smell," said the postillion; "but upon the whole I think I like the smell of tobacco better; and with your permission I will once more light my pipe."

Thereupon he relighted his pipe; and, after taking two or three whiffs, began in the following manner.

CHAPTER LII.

"I am a poor postillion, as you see; yet, as I have seen a thing or two, and heard a thing or two of what is going on in the world, perhaps what I have to tell you connected with myself may not prove altogether uninteresting. Now, my friends, this manner of opening a story is what the man who taught rhetoric would call a hex-hex—” "Exordium," said I.

"Just so," said the postillion; "I treated you to a perper-peroration some time ago, so that I have contrived to put the cart before the horse, as the Irish orators frequently do in the honorable House, in whose speeches, especially those who have taken lessons in rhetoric, the per-perwhat's the word?-frequently goes before the exordium.

"I was born in the neighboring country; my father was land-steward to a squire of about a thousand a year. My father had two sons, of whom I am the youngest by some years. My elder brother was of a spirited roving disposition, and for fear that he should turn out what is generally termed ungain, my father determined to send him to sea: so once upon a time, when my brother was about fifteen, he took him to the great sea-port of the county, where he apprenticed him to a captain of one of the ships which trade to the high Barbary coast. Fine ships they were, I have heard say, more than thirty in number, and all belonging

"And for my part," said Belle, with a sob, "a more quiet to a wonderful great gentleman, who had once been a parish

boy, but had contrived to make an immense fortune by trading to that coast for gold dust, ivory, and other strange articles; and for doing so, I mean for making a fortune, had been made a knight baronet. So my brother went to the high Barbary shore, on board the fine vessel, and in about a year returned and came to visit us; he repeated the voyage several times, always returning to see his parents on his return. Strange stories he used to tell us of what he had been witness to on the high Barbary coast, both off shore and on. He said that the fine vessel in which he sailed was nothing better than a painted hell; that the captain was a veritable fiend, whose grand delight was in tormenting his men, especially when they were sick, as they frequently were, there being always fever on the high Barbary coast; and that though the captain was occasionally sick himself, his being so made no difference, or rather it did make a difference, though for the worse, he being when sick always more inveterate and malignant than at other times. He said that once, when he himself was sick, his captain had pitched his face all over, which exploit was much applauded by the other high Barbary captains; all of whom, from what my brother said, appeared to be of much the same disposition as my brother's captain, taking wonderful delight in tormenting the crews, and doing all manner of terrible things. My brother frequently said that nothing whatever prevented him from running away from his ship, and never returning, but the hope he entertained of one day being captain himself, and able to torment people in his turn, which he solemnly vowed he would do, as a kind of compensation for what he himself had undergone. And if things were going on in a strange way off the high Barbary shore amongst those who came there to trade, they were going on in a way yet stranger with the people who lived upon it.

appears the new one was worse, for, unable to bear his treatment, my brother left his ship on the high Barbary shore, and ran away up the country. Some of his comrades, whom we afterward saw, said that there were various reports about him on the shore; one that he had taken on with Mumbo Jumbo, and was serving him in his house in the woods, in the capacity of swash-buckler, or life-guardsman; another, that he was gone in quest of a mighty city in the heart of the negro country; another, that in swimming a stream he had been devoured by an alligator. Now, these two last reports were bad enough; the idea of his flesh and blood being bit asunder by a ravenous fish, was sad enough to my poor parents, and not very comfortable was the thought of his sweltering over the hot sands in quest of a negro city; but the idea of their son, their eldest child, serving Mumbo Jumbo as swash-buckler, was worst of all, and caused my poor parents to shed many a scalding tear.

"I stayed at home with my parents until I was about eighteen, assisting my father in various ways. I then went to live at the squire's, partly as groom, partly as footman. After living in the country some time, I attended the family in a trip of six weeks, which they made to London. Whilst there, happening to have some words with an old ill-tempered coachman, who had been for a great many years in the family, my master advised me to leave, offering to recommend me to a family of his acquaintance who were in need of a footman. I was glad to accept his offer, and in . a few days went to my new place. My new master was one of the great gentry, a baronet in Parliament, and possessed of an estate of about twenty thousand a year. His family consisted of his lady, a son, a fine young man, just coming of age, and two very sweet amiable daughters. I liked this place much better than my first, there was so much more pleasant noise and bustle-so much more grand company— and so many more opportunities of improving myself. Oh, how I liked to see the grand coaches drive up to the door, with the grand company; and though, amidst that company there were some who did not look very grand, there were others, and not a few, who did. Some of the ladies quite captivated me; there was one, the Marchioness of —, in particular. This young lady puts me much in mind of her; it is true, the marchioness, as I saw her then, was about fifteen years older than this young gentlewoman is now, and not so tall by some inches, but she had the very same hair, and much the same neck and shoulders-no offense, I hope? And then some of the young gentlemen, with their cool, haughty, care-for-nothing looks, struck me as being very fine fellows. There was one in particular, whom I frequently used to stare at, not altogether unlike some one I have seen hereabouts-he had a slight cast in his eye, andbut I won't enter into particulars. And then the footmen! Oh, how those footmen helped to improve me with their conversation. Many of them could converse much more glibly than their masters, and appeared to have much better taste. At any rate, they seldom approved of what their masters did. I remember being once with one in the gal

"O, the strange ways the black men who lived on that shore, of which my brother used to tell us at home; selling their sons, daughters, and servants for slaves, and the prisoners taken in battle, to the Spanish captains, to be carried to Havana, and when there, sold at a profit, the idea of which, my brother said, went to the hearts of our own captains, who used to say what a hard thing it was that freeborn Englishmen could not have a hand in the traffic, seeing that it was forbidden by the laws of their country; talking fondly of the good old times when their forefathers used to carry slaves to Jamaica and Barbadoes, realizing immense profit, besides the pleasure of hearing their shrieks on the voyage; and then the superstitions of the blacks, which my brother used to talk of; their sharks' teeth, their wisps of fowls' feathers, their half-baked pots, full of burnt bones, of which they used to make what they called fetish; and bow down to, and ask favors of, and then, perhaps, abuse and strike, provided the senseless rubbish did not give them what they asked for; and then, above all, Mumbo Jumbo, the grand fetish master, who lived somewhere in the | woods, and who used to come out every now and then with his fetish companions; a monstrous figure, all wound round with leaves and branches, so as to be quite indistinguish-lery of the play-house, when something of Shakspere's was able, and, seating himself on a high seat in the villages, received homage from the people, and also gifts and offerings, the most valuable of which were pretty damsels, and then betake himself back again, with his followers, into the woods. Oh, the tales that my brother used to tell us of the high Barbary shore! Poor fellow! what became of him I can't say; the last time he came back from a voyage, he told us that his captain, as soon as he had brought his vessel to port, and settled with his owner, drowned himself off the quay, in a fit of the horrors, which it seems high Barbary cap tains, after a certain number of years, are much subject to. After staying about a month with us, he went to sea again, with another captain; and, bad as the old one had been, it

being performed; some one in the first tier of boxes was applauding very loudly. "That's my fool of a governor," said he; 'he is weak enough to like Shakspere-I don't-he's so confoundedly low, but he won't last long-going down. Shakspere culminated'—I think that was the word—'culminated some time ago.'

"And then the professor of elocution, of whom my governors used to take lessons, and of which lessons I had my share, by listening behind the door; but for that professor of elocution I should not be able to round my periods-an expression of his-in the manner I do.

"After I had been three years at this place my mistress died. Her death, however, made no great alteration in my