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THE ROHAN POWEE. CELEBRATION OF ITALIAN INDE- J PENDENCE. t In connection with the fetes at Rome in cele- bration of Italian independence a statue of Garibaldi wa-s 011 Friday unveiled, amidst a seene of tremendous enthusiasm. Dalzlel telegraphs:—Signor Orispi address !d the fhiiong from tihe Roy ail Tribune. He said that they oouild not batter so ammse their national fee tflian by inaugurating tihe monunuai't to Gari- baldi, the falithiful and devoted friend of V, ior Emmanuel. This day reminded Italians of that laborious struggle against tyranny, a s-.tr1 i/j;Ie- which had been so fruitful in furthering and securing their liberties. The enemies of Italian unity wiisihed to say tflia^t this fete was an open offence to the PCj){> but the good sense of me people would be strong enough to resist -such an artifice, because they knew weO that- Chris- tianity—Divine in its oh-araofcer—did not ne;d rifles and camion to sustain it. AF a matter of fact. their adversaries were no: thinking of the safety and p: 'go of religion. They clamoured for the n-toration of t'he temporal power of the Pope for more earthly and human isMons. Religion wc« not aided by being made a function of the State. In no State had the Catholic Ohurdh enjoyed ,0' much I lilxtty and so much reaiieet as in It-aily, and Italy, among all other nations, had set an example in renouncing the ordinary attributes of the St-ats in alf. eco'esiia-sitical matters. Th.e spiritral autonomy was safeguarded and guaranteed by the.} kkm Government, so that the Pape had a fort.re.s.s in which he could en- fijosp "foimsclf, and where nobody could molest him. Human souls were in his keeping, and he exercised over them an inthieJiiee which all the powers of the earth oitld not invade. Un- limited liberty had been assured the Pope in the extension of his ministry, and his Holiness had only to aocount for his acts to God. No human force could touch him. As a temporal Prince his authority would be weakewed. seeing that lie would be the equal of them all, and he would become in opposition to tihe.ni ail. to the detri- ment of the faith a.nd of liifi .apiritii'al nower, while as the independent Sovereign which they had constituted him he was superior to them ail. In this lay the power of the Pope. For tlliese reasons the Roman Catholic world should be grateful to Italy for the service she had rendered to the Pontificate. The monument "ihioh tliev now unve-led could only have ))een raised with a. deep sense of the duty which the past imposed upon them. The speech was lis- tened to with rapt attent'on.

SMOKING IN CHUBLCH. Mr. Elton B. Ede writes to the "Times" from Edenhurst, Heene, Worthing:—"Though the sin-eater in Wales may not have existed, the mention of him re-calls an old practioe-- viz., smoking in church, which I remember my mother telling me she saw in Wales about 1850. The Communion table stood in the aisle, and the farmers were in the habit of putting their hats upon it, and when the sermon began they lit their pipes and smoked, but without any idea of irreverence. I have not seen this practice mentioned in any book, and though it is not desirable that it should be revived, it seems a pity that it should be forgotten."

MURDERED IHIS WIFE WITH A HAMMER. A man named John M'Dermott gave himself up at the Newtown Butler Police Barracks, county Fermanagh, stating- he had murdered his wife with a hammer, and the officers, upon going to the house, found the unfortunate woman lying ill a pool of blood with her head smashed. M'Dermott is a small farmer, living about one mile from Newtown Butler., and was at one time an inmate of the Omagh Lunatic A-sylum.

HORRIBLE WIFE MURDER. Later details of the horrible murder of a wife by a man named M'Dermott, at Newton Butler, County Fermanagh, on Friday show that M'Dermott., who suffered soma years ago from the effects of religious mania, smashed the woman's skull with a wooden beetle, and then beat her head into a pulp with a sledge hammer, alleging, when giving himself tip to the police, that the murdered woman had titreatened to do away with him. Mrs. M'Dermott was advanced in years and slightly lame.

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DEATH OF MR. THOMAS VALTC HAVERFORDWEST. 91" Mr. Thomas Vaughan, of KeneingtoH'^jj dens, Burn-street. Haverfordwest, died a residence about three o'clock 011. morning, after a, long and painful illness. ^r, Vaughan. it appear, has been ic- ing- from an extremely pa nful 2 j.s, tion during the last 25 years, the attafre- which were intermittent, beconiinsr nl0iefi,e»l qi'ent. and severe of recent years. The pr men attending him were Dr. Phillips and Lloyd. Mr. Vaughan was connected with firm of John Harvey and Sons, land aJid cvV&ii agents, of Haverfordwest, for between 50 ye-a.rs, formerly as their cas-hier and tant, and latterly, since the death ot Messrs. Harvey, as a member of the company with Mr. James Thoma.s. He wa^nal excellent man of business, an.d in to cirele,s he will be missed. He was treS/SU^^y the Haverfordwest U.I). School Board for y years, and remained such till his death: also treasurer to the Haverfordwest Recti" tj*_ Tent, and a prominent member of the L*- 0{ He was widely known and respected as °D the oldest- and most zealous nce formers in South Wales. The t gf). cause will sustain a most serious *}}. His philanthropy was proverbial. tical, religious, or social movement whic 1 for its objects the uplifting of humanity ^11 his st-rongiwt support. A liberal donor charitable institutions, the poor nrveljjjifd pealed in vain. He died in, the seventy- year of his asre. The funeral will Pr° take place on Wednesday afternoon.

A WOMAN'S CHOICE OF PROFESS1^. It is hard, very hard under any °'p in teances, for a woman to choose a profe93' life, for the good reason that she lias to -jjicr between two bundles of hay, one onhfit if side of her. If she elects to give up ol herited profession of domesticity for an?, V<3 choice, it would seem that- she ahoivld b? j,iP. t.han sure of her paculiar fitness for T)Ijbllc 9ucb And yet,as the only possible school equipment lies in public work, there J8 rea,loit for perplexity. Woo, If we fail wie fail, is not a motto for jjfl Though written for a woman's liP*.ttlfaiU,rl' manly words. While manhood takvt. of1 with comparative stolidity, and tries another tack, woman hood is crushed Jjoi1' Hated. Therefore, it iR best that she choose heg- world's work wisetly. In the selection of a profession there _0ni#j' course, many questions of fitness for to oonsider, but there is one universal aplies equally to all the .professions enter into., though it seems to be cjo^% least of all in the weighing of pros het^ The first question a woman should ^*118 when she thinks of leaving her four ,<^jji body or on paper or canvas is this. fitted for struggle ?" t If her answer be only weakness. -^gib" where she is as long as those walls JtZ- bp continue to shelter her. For, no ,llia j .yri 1jf* deep her calling for public or semiT'u u ik the work she thinks of doing is, world's work, and she must take t" « buffets in its accomj^ighment. 0 Repeatedly gifted women who have divinely called to one or another P1" have failed, and failed .utterly and lain,ilC simply because they could not graftp$ fact that the distinct profession wa* they had to learn. orld- is Lack of power to meet the struggle—is at the root of more faib,re' unfitness for the specific work How to prepare a bandage is one applying it quite another, but equa' sary, part of a nurse's training.

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MUSIC IN WALES. THE FUTURE OF THE NATIONAL EISTEDDFOD. Mr. W. A. Morgan, Cathedral-road, Cardiff, writes: —While agreeing in the main that something must necessarily be done to improve and enlarge the work of the National Eistedd- fod, more especially with regard to advancing the natural musical talent of Wales, I am not sure that your correspondents have as yet kouched the rout of the question. We have all beard or read with much interest the abie remarks of Sir Joseph Baruby at Llanelly, also those of Sir Alexander Mackenzie at Ponty- pridd and Signor Randeggcr and Mr. William Shuktspear at Swansea, not forgetting also tha-e of the late Sir George Macfarreu at Cardiff, all agreeing that the standard of the perfor- mances at our annual gathering is excep- tionally high, and expressing their regret that something cannot be done to further the musi- cal progress of many of the competitors. Sir Joseph Barnbv expressed himself wonderfully surprised at the sp.endid voices of tome of the r-ompr-titore he heard at the recent Eisteddfod, and we must all admit that some of the voices were high-class, and only require proper tuition to develop the possessors into .-ingers of stand- ing in the musical world. With a vivid recol- lection of the soprano contest both at Ponty- pridd and Llanelly, and in the face of Sir Joseph Barnby's remarks respecting the ex- cellence of the voices and thu lack of „rood sopranos generally, it does seem a pity that something cannot be dene to cultivate them when we find them in our midst. What we really want is a national academy of music in Wales, and for such an institutionthereshould be no difficulty in obtaining a Royal charter, I will return to this point a little further on. We cannot possibly expect the Eisteddfod to provide the means for the requisite training of these vocalists while the pecuniary interest is centred year by year purely in the town in which the gathering is held. Of course, it would be absolutely necessary, in whatever town the Eisteddfod is held, to have your local Secretary, and also a local committee, but it night [>e beneficial, at any rate so far as the musical and general details of the institution 3Te concerned, if one secretarial head were ^pointed—whether from the National Eistedd- ,Oü Association or otherwise—to carry sut the general matters of detail Bach year, for, whilst admitting that our local committees are carefully selected and generally comprise men who are perfectlv willing to work, and who, in fact, do work with right good will, the unfortunate part is fchev are severely handicapped for want of knowledge in such arrangement's, and it is only when too late that they see many matters that could have been improved upon, and, as the Eisteddfod is held in different towns each year, such difficulties must naturally arise with regularity. However, it is not the question of management, that I \yish to touch upon, much leas Pay anything against past gatherings. I write more with the view of seeing if something cannot be done with the profcttt of our annual gatherings to cultivate the voices of many ex- cellent singers heard on the Eisteddfod plat- form for instance, I think it would be bene- ficial to the educational objects if the annual profits were throwu- into one general fund, and I would suggest that a percentage of such pro- fits (and let it be a very fair percentage) should be disposed of by each local committee for local charities, and the balance be handed over to this general fund, say, if you like. under the control of the National Eisteddfod Asso- ciation, and let this fund be judiciously devoted to the foundation of scholarships and other means for the eduoation ct the most promising »f Eisteddfcd competitors. By such < j, system a continual, lasting educa- tional good wou'd be accomplished. The Eiste<i(ifod; will. doubtless, always be the medium for bringing before our notice a limited number of good voices which would •rr&e,*wise remain dormant as far as the musi- cal l public are concerned, and, in all proba- bility, we shall next year find other competi- tora who will give such renderings of the competitive pieces as to again command simi- lar eulogi-tic remarks to those of the able ad- judicators referred to above; but, unless some- thing is done to properly cultivate the musical talents of Wales, we shall simply go on yea.r by year in the same groove without making the real and practical advance desired. Amongst many Welsh vocalists who have found oppar. tunities for cultivating their talents and adorned the musical profession, with credit to themselves and also to Wales, may be men- tioned Madame EditSh Wynne, Miss Marv Davies, Miss Maggie Davies, Madame Wil- tiarns-Penn. Miss Eleanor Reea, Miss Hannah Jones. Mr. Ben Davies, Mr. Hirwen Jones, Mr. •Maldwvn Humphries, Mr. Ffra-ngeon Da, ies, Mr. David Hughes, and many others, and what I desire to point out is that we have tnany more amongst us gifted with excellent voices who, through want of or oppor- tuinities, have no earthly chance to develop their talents With reference to Sir Joseph Barnby's remarks re a national festival and giving an opportunity to people outside the Principality of hearing Welt-h choral music, if such a scheme were tried it could also be made the medium for giving an opportunity to some of the Welsh vocalists who have already won laurels at the Eisteddfod, but who have not had proper opportunities of giving further publicity to their talents. Thifi now brings me to the important ques- tion I have referred to above, viz.. the estab- lishment of an academy of music in Wales, a, the most genuine means for really practical advancement. Sr.ch an academy has been proved to be a serious want, but, should it become an accomplished fact, it will be neces- sary for it. success that it be worked on abso- lutely broad principles. What we want is an institution worked on precisely the same lines as our great English institutions: then. and not before, will proper facilities be offered to the young aspirants of Wales. This may at first sight seem rather a tall order; but certain it is that such a desired institution is quite within the bounds of possibility, and whe-n we consider that an academy of music has re- cently been opened in Manchester, and with a Jloval charter too, is there any reason why Car- diff should not be made the centre for pro- viding Mich a requirement for Wales? I think not, a.nd the question is whether those in- terested in the advancement of musical art in qur country would be prepared to devote the time and energy necessary for bringing about its establishment. Of course, want of funds for organising such a big undertaking would be an initial drawback, but if the question was taken up in the proper spirit by those most interested in che musical welfare of Wales, our wealthy countrymen and others would, doubtless, come jfirward with their valuable subscriptions towards founding such a noble institution, which should live through- out time as a national event, and one of the greatest educational achievements of Wales. It would, [Y)FONHR&, be interesting to your readers to know that prior to the Koyal Acadenty of Music—the first meeting of which was convened by its founder, the Earl of Westmorland i1 >>rd Burghersh). on July 5, 1822 no gliell institution existed in England. His Majesty George [V. immediately gra- ciously condescended to become patron, and after a grelt struggle for funds by an excel- lent committee, who worked assiduously, the aoademy opened its doors (its present home. in fact) tn March 24. 1823, with 21 founda- tion stud-Ant-, viz., ten boys and ten girls ad- ratted VA ballot a,nd one boy JKlinifcfcsd on the recommendation of his Majesty the King. With reference to the foundation of the Royal Academy, I have in my collection very many valuable documents relating to it- earlv work, includ/ng the correspondence of the founder' Lord Burghersh, and that of Sir George Clerk to L-AXl Burghersh. while the latter was away from England, and by this we find that, not only wa-s the progress of the academy m eon- kinvial check for want of funds, but its very ftxi'Jtence in serious jeopardy; but- to-<Vt>y we riol only find the Royal Academe of In-ie flcAirishing, but other great musical mstitu- fciftnfi also. viz., the Royal College of Muwc and the Guild-hall School of Music, the latter With considerably over 3.000 students. It is an aoademy bfcsed on the lines of these tfreat schools thaf we sadly need in Wales, one where the student can be ably and tho- roughly trained in every branch of musical .art bv experienced professors, which teaching staff would naturally have to be large a.nd varied, and. although we have ma.ny able and experienced teaohera in our midst, both ladies Mid gentlemen, wbo should naturally find pluc-e on the list of professors, the staff should not be confined strictly to Welshmen any more than do our English institutions, for insta.nce, confine their staff of professors to their own countrymen. Still, this is not the tune, per- haps. to enter into minute detail-i the imtiail point is, Would such a scheme meet with gene- ral approval' It is certainly a practicable one, provided the necessary funds could be ob- tained to justify its inauguration, and, doubt- less, in a very short time its success would be assured by the great number of students that would enter it from all parte of while the wini.ing of the institution s diplomas and scholarships would become the pude and desire of all Welsh musical students, and the establishment of the academy it.-elf a national event in Welsh history.

SAW HER MOTHER CUT UP, LITTLE PAULINE'S TERRIBLE STORY, A little German coffee house called the Cafe Waldorf, in New York, was closed one day last week "011 account of a death in the family." This is the story of the death :Anna Push- kolka. the proprietress, was married first to Karl Schoenleiai, a butcher, ;n her native town in Germany. When Seiioenlein died, thirteen years ago, leaving her a little money and a daughter, Lizzie, she was still a young woman, and mariied Charles Pushkolka, a robust, pi.-ik- cheeked young fellow, who had been a sort of assistant to her husband. They went to America, and she started Karl in the butcher business in Brcoklyn. She worked early end late, find- ing time to bear and to care for five children. He worked not at all unless his wife drove him to it by cutting off his beer money. Although she quarrelled a good deal she was rather foii- tented, for she thoughthm handsome, and found that he suited her in many ways exactly. With the parsing years she grew bigger a-iid bigger, until at 38 her neighbours considered her a very handsome woma.11. About a year ago -he took the Cafe Waldorf in jia.vment for a debt, and. setting to work with great energy, deteimined to get rich. She drove her hus- band to work and was satisned to have him about even if he only made a few dollars a week in a slaughter-house. He was well pleased with the way things were going at the Cafe Waldorf, and, when Iw found that his wife was nuking a gocd dewl more than a Jiving, he quit work a nil lived off what lie could threaten or cajole from her. If Mrs I'u-hpolka did hot know a cus- tomer who presented himself lie got a cup of coffee and a roll from her or from her daugh- ter Lizzie, or from one of the pretty waitresses. If Mrs. I'ushpolka knew the customer, there was a wine-room in the rear where any sort of drink wa.s sold, together with smiles and kisses. It was the wine-room that made the money for Mrs. Pushkolka's bank account, and Karl Pushkolka approved it thoroughly when his wife was liberal. When she WM not he was jealous P nd hung about, spoiling trade. Lat- ttrlv Mrs. Pushkolka had been getting more and mora disgusted with her husband. "Here's Un cents, and be off," she would say, or "Char out, you loafer, that lives off the earn- ings of vomen." The other morning, not long after midnight, he went around to the coffee-house. His wife had two liberal customers in the wine-room. "Here's ten cents," she whispered. "Get Ir yourself a drink and don't disturb me with these good customers." He went out, but could find no saloon open. He came back, insisted on drinking with the customers, got everybody in a bad humour, and. left alor.e with his enraged wife, quarrelled with her until five a.m., and then walked home with her, still raging and demanding money. The five Pushkolka children were still 111 bed. Their mother got them up and dressed them, and, with her husband still raving at her, got into bed and fell asleep. Pushkolka's particular demand was a share of 2-11. which he knew his wife had with her. When he found she could no longer hear his curses and threats he went into the kitchen and sat down at the table. He took from the drawer a big knife, such as butchers use, and, drawing a whetstone towards him, carefully sharpened it. He worked and worked at the edge, testing it on the edg? of his finger, until he had it just to his fancy—seven inches of razor-slurp steel, nicely pointed at the end. Four of the chi!- dren were down in the street playing about. The fifth and eldest, Pauline, a girl of ten years, watched the sharpening of the blade with admiration.. When her father rose and went into the next. 1,'oom she followed him, standing a.t the foot of the bed where her mother lay. Pushkolka looked art his sleep- ing wife over carefully. Then the little daugh- ter saw him lav his hand on her mother's fore- head and press her head back until her throat was in full view. He laid the blade of the knife against her throat near the right ear. He drew the blade across the white flesh, and the head fell back, the blood spouting from the opened veins. "Oh." screamed the little girl. "Get out," said her father. "Go out and close the door." The child ran into the hall, closed the door a.nd kneeled down at the keyhole. Ther? one of her big blue eyes was glued through all tha't followed. The father dragged the mother from the bed by her Ion, loose hair, and into the \citrh2>n, where the floor covered wit h oil- cloth. The big woman was conscious and, with a strength that seems incredible, when one "thinks of the first wound she got, fought for 1 er life. Her husband's fury rose as the blood spurted this way and that from the score of gashes and slashes he made in her body. She clutched at the knife, and he waited until her hand was quieft. aimed and slashed her fingers to the bone. She clasped her hand round its Icug, keen blade;, and he drew it through her fingers. He jabbed and stabbed her in the breast, in back, in neck, in face. He slid the knife between her ribs, turned ;rt. round, drew it out and cut strips of flesh awj.jr. Blood st)tirted out over him, and into his fare. The woman rubbed her wOlmd-8, and,, waving her aims, sprinkled ceiling, walls, and floor. At laM the little girl, peeping a.t the keyhole, saw her father let go of her mother's hair, which he had been usirs to swing her body about and turn it over. "He let her fall to the floor." says 1the child. "and he looked around and shook all over. and wrung his hands to sh ike the blood off." Then he disappeared from view of the keyhole to wash himself, change his clothing and g-et the £ 40 from the bed. Ho stepped carefully over (the dying body, and, opening the door. almost surprised the child. "I want bread, papa," she said. And he stcoped and kissed her and told her to run downstairs. He followed her. and she says he was gnashing his teeth and snorting and shaking his head. She says bis face was horrible, all 11 twisted out of shape, with his eyes glittering, and he seemed to be laughing. He walked away quickly. The child ran back and. stepping out on the fire-esrarte, mounted to the thior on which they lived. "I was afraid to go in." she said: "but I peeped and mother was lvinsr there, wrigerling ahout with her back and her hands splashing in the pool- of blood. She couldn't get up. Then the child climbed down and gave the alarm. Pu-h- liolk on his down town stooped first at a. gun- shop and Ijou.ffht a pistol wh:ch he thought to loaded. He went into the saloon of Paul Adam, his fast friend. He took a roll of bill-— £ 20—out of his pocket and threw it on the liar. "There'i the money to bury me with." he said, and rushed awav. He went on to the little coffee house. He was looking for his hated sfc-o-dauErhter. Lizzie, intending to kill her and then kill himself. But two hours bad passed, and Lizzie had been sent for. and had left for home. He talked to the other waitress, then put the revolver under his soft hat and laid his head down upon the hat and fell asleep. There Officer Mitchell found him and arrested him. "If vou lud been a few minutes later," lie said, "I should have killed that wench, my «tep-daug?iter. and myself, too. He frankly admitted to Detective Hughes tha.t he had killed his wife. and said that he wa-s moved to it by jealousy. "If you liad seen what I saw at. tihe coffee-home early this mbrniug you wouldn't blame me," he said. But the child heard her ^mother and father quarrelHnff, 8I\d 1MMIY WM .11. tiMr talked about.

CUBBING NOTES, &C. LBY "COVERTSIDE."] The orlainorganshire season promises well, even at this early period, if one may judge from the excellence of the work done and the sat is fact or y manner in which George Cox is advancing the education of the puppies—an education which I had the pleasure of wit- nessing on Monday last, when the Llan- sannor Coverte were visited and well used as schooling ground. Although the morning was disagreeably foggy, occasioning a wait of nearly two hours, the early indolence was made up for when the pack got to work at a veteran and a brace of cubs, found at Stanby. Sticking to them with right good- will and volumes of cheering music, they never left them until they finally singled out a cub and rolled him over in a garden at Penilyn. after keeping him going for two hours. The good dame of the cottage, hear- ing a row in her garden- rushed1 out. saw what had happened, laid hold of the fox, slung him across her shoulder, and was about to carry him to a chaff-room for safety— heedless of the noisy pack at her heels clamouring for their prey—when Cox put in an appearance and relieved her of her burden. Passing her cottage on my way home, she told me ali this, and added "They ought, to have given me the tail, whatever, or the head, to have it stuffed. you see. and hang it on the wall. So lovely 'twould look But they offered me his old foot", and I tolll them that I wouldn't take such a thing as that What for, name of goodness?" I comforted her with the assurance that the master was not there, or he would certainly ha.ve offered her the "tail." Up to the 16th inst. seven and a half brace have been brought to hand by these hounds. The young ones look ex- tremely well, and show mudli promise of future handiness and good work. By the courtesy of the master, I am en- abled to say that the Glamorganshire will hunt three days a week throughout the sea- son. and that lie will return to his old system of a dog and bitch pack, hunting'them •alternately, his large accession of country, due to the dissolution of the Llanharran Hunt, rendering necessary the organisation of a fresh pack at the Glamorganshire Kenne's. As the cubbing season comes round hunt- ing-men turn their attention to the condition of their stables, in many oases to find them woefully deficient in horseflesh of the rig-ht sort. Indeed, as time goes on the difficulty j of finding good hunters seems to increase: or it may be that we grow more particular about our mounts, and now pass over the useful animal that appealed to our taste in less exacting days. A real, good hunter is an expensive luxury, even when found, and, although the heart may yearn for him, the pocket has to be consulted, with the result that he has sometimes to be resigned with a sigh, or paid for with a. wrench—unless the purchaser happens to be a fool or a million- aire, when, in the former crr?e. a proverb helps him to part with his money philosophi- cally. and, in the latter, a bloated purse enables him to bear the process of "bleeding" with admirable equanimity. It is a tantalising experience to find "the very thing" you want- to put upon him, as you think, a generous value (so different to that of the owner !). and then to discover that the spendthrift spirit which ha", seized upon you, dragging you to the verge of un- heard-of recklessness, is dwarfed into paltry insignificance by the glowing hopes of the unkind vendor, who. instead of appreciating your laudable, desire to be the happy possessor of his steed on what you suppose to be reasonable terms, piles up the for- bidding price in exact- proportion to your wishes, and in the most un/OVffipathetio manner tells you bluntly that if vou will double your offer, he may condescend to con- sider it! But the.se things have to be borne as part of the unhappy lot of a. man who leave-, the purchase of his hunters to the last an^ dearest moment—just at the beginning of the season, when he wakes up. with a crowd of others, to hear the first .sound of the horn. and to think vaguely that it is time to see about buying a few hunters. Here in Glamorganshire we have to look to Pembrokeshire, Carmarthenshire, and to Ireland for our hunters, although of late a few have been bred, it may be noted with satisfaction, in our own county. In the near future, under the fostering care of Mr. Bassett. who has introduced suitable sires, and now of Mr. Blandy Jenkins, who has purchased "Raney Boy," to the great ad- vantage of the district, it may be hoped that Glamorganshire will emulate the neighbour- ing counties in the production of good hunters on a larger scale. I saw a few nice hunters the other day in Mr. John Anthony's stables (Cilveithy Farm, Kidwelly) and rode most, of them, pur- chased from breeders in Pembrokeshire; and.. for the information of those who are 011 the look-out for suitable mounts, it would not be amiss if I described some of those I had the pleasure of riding. The pick of the lot, to my mind, was a rich brown four-year-old mare, "Modest Girl," by "Utility out of "Shy Girl." In walking through the saddle- room I noticed 56 prize cards adorning the walls of this modest farm-house stud. and was not surprised to learn that three of these coveted trophies had fallen to the share of "Modesr Gir'l." as a thrae-year-oild. A beautiful mare in appearance and manners, with nice movement and plenty of pace; loins, back. shoulders, and head and neck of the best, riding on the road like a pony, and doing her jumps in a most creditable manmer. It would not be easy to find a better looking or more suitable mount for a lady or a 13st. man for Leicestershire. One of a similar class was "Masterpiece," a five-vear-old bay gelding, by "Lord Byron out of a "Brigand" mare, up to 13st., with good, flat bone, plenty of length in front of you, and a well-set-on head, excellent shoulders, and the best of legs. A fast horse, made on the lines of Leicestershire, and able to negotiate bank's as only a Pembrokeshire on", can. A different sort was next brought out--a short-legged, short-backed chestnut geld- ing, by "Royal," dam by "Hailstorm," made all over as if every part wa,s meant for the same horse and not for half-a-dozen. Up to 14,t.. lie gave me the impression of a hand- ful- but. to my delight, he conducted him- self on the most, becoming lines—jumped Mid displayed the best of manners. IA brown gfffmng. ".Useful," sired by "Utility," dam a "Wild Charlie" mare, has been seen in the show-yardis this season. where he has talkn honours: five years old. up to 14st.. he moved fast and topped his banks as if he liked it. He hacked pleasantly, and wotik; be found to carry a man well who wanted to be "there or thereabout's at the end of a hard run. Of "Prince Llewellyn." a four-vear-old sixteen hand bay gilding, by "Ivanhoe" out of "Fair Profit's" diam, I may let his performances in the show- yards speak, judges having placed him first at Barry. Carmarthen, and Llanelly. An- other prize-taker (as a tliree-vear-old taking firs4, at Carmarthen and Neath, !and this year first at Swansea Show in the local weicht-oarriers) was a bay gelding, 16.1. "Whiskey. by "Mountain Dew out of "Modesty." the property of Mr. Moselev (standing at Cilveithy for schooling and sale), a grand-looking horse, up to a lot of weitrht. and yet showing fine quality, four years old. but, up to the present, has devoted his powers to the show-ring exclusively. The last I shall mention I did not ride— a bay mare. five years old. with three white fef;t. "Tiers' Cross," by "Prince Craft." dam by "Wild Charlie," up to 14st., moved fast and seemed to me to be the right sort to lire through "a real good thing in a real good country." ttr. Alfred Phillips, Sevem-nxwl, Cardiff,

FOUGHT HIM FOR HIS WIFE'S TERRIBLE STRUGGLE ,;¡;¡1rØ HER HUSBAND. James Berwick and his family live ,n a, £ in New York. Berwick had a severe .itta-" intermittent fever twelve years ago. Wh'-a reccveied he said to his wife, Miiry :— leg, "If I'm ever so sick again I'll kill 111) I ca.n't stand such suffering." ated A week ago Bcrwiek was again prostr.}¡.S with fever. His silverings were intense, .jj he tossed and rolled he often cried, ''1^ ,f| myself, I'll kill myself. Annie- if you Joye put me out of my agony. et< His wife watched him, and, thanks to her husband was convalescing. In the she was sitting by hw bedside. Their e to Harry, who is thirteen years old, had aolie to church. Berwick was sitting up in bed.. "Anllie," he said, "Harry's been R-one a time Go and see if he is not coming- q,f09Ø "u' Entirely unsuspicious, Mrs. Berwick and, truing to the front window, looked ou* "I don't see Harry, dear, she called her husband, without turning towards him- Berwick did not answer. rr3i "He11 soon be here, I guess," said 1 Berwick, still without looking- around. Still no answer. f oft\ Then she heard a hoarse, jrursrlinsr cough. £ her husband. She turned. Berwick was gI J oed. up in bed. His face was conVl faah Blood- was g'U.shing from a s 1fe in his neck and staining the coverlet- e held a bloody razor. His wife rushed to bed and seized his wr'st in both hands. screamed at the top of her voice. True t(' r purpose to die. Berwick stru<?srled with j Turnine and writhing in the bed. he reao" ur> his left hand and took the razor ^OIT1 Tji# right. Then he slashed hi< throat agrhi. wife, still screamir.fi-. fou-rbt to g-et the rSL from him. At last the neighbours ran in- their tardy aid was useless then, for was faint from the ^enuorrh'icre. and b" had' mastered him. P-erw'cV was taken to hospital. The surgeons found he had his iuguHr vein bv a hair's breadth, but j say he will nrnbablv die. Mr*. Berwick fre explain how or when her husband hid razor in his bed.

has als.. a few good-looking hunters in his stables for .sale. I noticed especially "Clonmel," a bay five-year-old, standing 15.3^. good-looking all over, with style, quality, and bone, moving nicely in all his pacts, and has the most amiable oonntenance and ir.'tuere. A very pleasant horse to ride, and doesn't object to the skirt. I "Don Juan." another live-year-old, up to 14st. grey, lias the appearance of a tlf rough good horse, the very cut for G-.a- liH-i gamshire, with excellent galloping powers and proved capacity for jumping; good back, loins, and limbs, and nice length in front of the saddle. I saw also a well-bred, nicely-shaped. chestnut covert-liack. who looked like ga,Ho-p- ing comfortably to the meet over the York- slii'-e grass and even going further—if one's huider failed to turn up as well as a use- ful bay, 15.2. five years old. nice in harness as well as to ride, with a character for re- spectable jumping. For harness and hacking, or to carry a ladv in park or town, Mr. Phillips showed me a well-built brown mare, with pretty action and nice manners, about 15.2; a five-year-old, with clean legs and nice mouth. All these horses are worth looking at and buying.