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justification for the loss of individuals, done in pursuance of that order? If not, before whom shall the "Mormons" institute a trial? Shall they summons a jury of the individuals who composed the mob? An appeal to them were in vain. They dare not go to Missouri to institute a suit, their lives would be in danger.
For ourselves we see no redress, unless it be awarded by the Congress of the United States. And we here make our appeal as American citizens, as Christians, and as men-believing the high sense of justice which exists in your honorable bodies, will not allow such oppression to be practiced upon any portion of the citizens of this vast republic with impunity, but that some measure which your wisdom may dictate, may be taken, so that the great body of people who have been thus abused, may have redress for the wrongs which they have suffered.
The statement of wrongs and petition for their redress was introduced into the Senate by Judge Young, and referred to the committee on judiciary of which General Wall was chairman.
At this stage of the proceedings Joseph left Washington and went down to Philadelphia, where he labored in the ministry among the Saints; but Judge Elias Higbee was left in Washington to look after the interests of the Saints before the Senate committee. The subject was held under advisement and discussed occasionally, until the fourth of March, 1840, when the committee reported; but that report was of a character to crush forever the hopes of obtaining, at the hands of the government, any redress for the outrages perpetrated against them in Missouri. The report said that after full examination and consideration, the committee unanimously concurred in the opinion:
That the case presented for their investigation is not such a one as will justify or authorize any interposition of this government.
They stated that the wrongs complairaed of were not alleged to have been committed by officers of the United States, that the charges were all against the citizens and authorities of the State of Missouri; that the petitioners were citizens or inhabitants of Missouri; that the grievances complained of were committed within the Territory of Missouri;
and for these reasons the Senate Judiciary Committee, did not consider themselves justified in inquiring into the truth or falsehood of facts charged in the petition.” They represented that if the charges were true, then the petitioners must seek redress in the courts of judicature, either of Missouri or of the United States, which ever might have jurisdiction in the case. “Or” said the report, “the petitioners may if they see proper, apply to the justice and magnanimity of the State of Missouri-an appeal which the committee feel justified in believing will never be made in vain by the injured or oppressed.” The report said that it could not be presumed that a State wanted either the power or lacked the disposition to redress the wrongs of its own citizens, committed within its own Territory, "whether they proceed from the lawless acts of her officers or any other persons." The report closed by asking the passage of the following resolution:
Resolved. That the committee on the judiciary be discharged from the further consideration of the memorial in this case; and that the memorialists have leave to withdraw the papers which accompany their memorial.
The resolution was passed without dissent, and thus the appeal to Congress for redress of the outrages committed against the Saints by Missouri ended.
At a conference of the Saints held in April following, a number of resolutions were adopted, regretting and condemning the action of the Senate Judiciary Committee, and approving the course pursued by their delegation to Congress, Joseph Smith, Sidney Rigdon and Elias Higbee, and requesting them to continue their exertions to obtain redress for a suffering people, as opportunities became more favorable for such efforts, and if at last
All hopes of obtaining satisfaction for the injuries done us be entirely blasted, that they then appeal our case to the Court Heaven, believing that the Great Jehovah, who rules over the destiny of nations, and who notices the falling sparrows, will undoubtedly redress our wrongs, and ere long avenge us of our adversaries.
B. H. Roberts.
FAIR VERONA. “Come, go with me. Go, sirrah, trudge about tinge of romance; for the moment, life Through fair Verona." Romeo and Juliet,
ceases to be a labor and a struggle, and "I REMEMBER a city,” says Mr. Rus is softened down and rounded off into a kin, “more nobly placed even than
period of quiet and intense enjoyment. Edinburgh, which, instead of the valley The sudden transition from the fresh, now filled by lines of railroad, has a
strong breezes of the Tyrolean hills, to broad and rushing river of blue water the soft, languid Italian air, heavy with sweeping through the heart of it; which, the odor of tuberoses and oleanders, is for the dark and solitary rock which
enough of itself to change your nature bears the castle, has an amphitheatre of for the time. Not more than twenty-four cliffs crested with cypresses and olive; hours are required to convert the excess which, for the two masses of Arthur's
of energy, brought with you from the Seat and the ranges of the Pentlands, mountains, into a delicious, dreamy has a chain of blue mountains higher languor. than the haughtiest peaks of the High Verona is enchantingly picturesque. lands; and which, for the far away Ben It is scarcely too much to say, that there Lodi and Ben More, has the great cen is not a nook or corner in the whole tral chain of the St. Gothard Alps; and
city, not a tower or a battlement, not an yet, as you go out of the gates and walk
angle or an archway, on which the eye in the suburban streets of that city-I
does not linger with delight, both in the mean Verona–the eye never seeks to form and the color. The houses-the rest on that external scenery, however ordinary, everyday dwelling-places of the gorgeous.
* * There is no necessity Veronese-are in themselves a picture. felt to dwell on the blue river or the
Lofty and narrow, their overhanging burning hills. The heart and eye have cornices almost meet in the contracted enough to do in the city itself; they are
street, only missing each other by the contented there; nay, they sometimes merest hand's-breadth of blue sky. They turn from the natural scenery, as if too are clustered together in delightful savage and solitary, to dwell with a
irregularity, their surfaces defaced by deeper interest on the palace walls that time-or not so much defaced as softcast their shade upon the streets, and ened and mellowed into a rich, warm the crowd of towers that rise out of that tint, covered with faded and half-effaced shadow into the depths of the sky—that frescoes. is a city to be proud of indeed!"
Upon these surfaces jut out here and No one who has ever given more than there balconies of light iron worka passing glance to Verona, as the nowhere so beautiful as in Veronanatural halting-place between Italy and stuffed full of blossoming plants or Germany on the Brenner route, will wicker bird cages, where dark, withered think this enthusiasm overstrained.
old women, with bright kerchiefs on Though even a passing glance cannot their heads, or soft-eyed Veronese, the fail to awaken a desire for a more inti Juliets of to-day, with their high combs mate acquaintance with the city, whose and black lace veils, seem to spend a charm seizes upon you at the moment large portion of their lives. And with when the omnibus rattles you through reason, for where else can such living the Porta Vescovo in the moonlight,
pictures be as constantly pass and never lets you go again, even after beneath your eyes in the narrow streets you have rattled out at Porta Nuova in of the city of Catullus? Would any other the midday sunshine.
city give up to your gaze those witches The mere fact of being within those of Macbeth, who are hobbling through charmed walls seems
to touch your
the streets just at dusk, wild, haggard whole walk and conversation with a and disheveled, bristling with a load of
brooms and brushes and long wooden on the old house of the Capulets-
The artisans ply their trades oxen with wide-branching horns-round busily on the threshold of their shops, faced and laughing-eyed as the merry which are apparently unfurnished with god himself? Or at a sudden turn in doors, their places being occupied by the street to come
unawares upon a bright-striped curtains to keep out the group of happy peasants, with smiling glare of the sun. Soft-eyed women in lips and white teeth, treading the juice black lace veils move languidly up and from the purple clusters with bare brown down. Officers in blue and silver clink feet, singing a gay refrain of “Marianina their swords upon the pavement. Crowds Come va?"
of black-eyed, merry little beggars clamor Here stands the old palace where pas cheerfully about you.
Men in red caps, sionate, proud Dante proved
with blue tassels, are crying their figs "how savoreth of salt
and grapes in your very ears. Vendors of The bread of others, and how hard a road pumpkin seeds are dealing out their The going down and up another's stairs."
wares to a gesticulating crowd. Donkeys We went into the courtyard and looked loaded with barrel-organs mingle their at the Loggia, where he has probably brayings with the wailing notes of walked scores of times, meditating his "Lucia” or “Travatore." In whatever "Paradiso," or brooding with a sore portion of the city you lodge, you are heart on the wrongs inflicted upon him certain to have rival coppersmiths on by his still dearly-beloved Florence, com either side of you, whose incessant posing the passionate entreaties for the hammering is cheerful enough by day, shortening of his exile, or launching but becomes maddening when it pursues against her the fiery diatribes, which, so you
into the night watches. The Verofar from procuring his recall, only served nese do not seem to recognize the ordito shut her gates still more surely against nary division of day and night. All her banished poet. A well not far from through the dark hours the same tramp here is still pointed out as "Dante's of feet goes on, the same roll of wheels, well,” because the poet is said to have the busy hum of the multitude and the drawn water from it. In the middle of hammering of the coppersmiths. At the square a statue of Dante looks scorn eleven or twelve o'clock the lovers of fully down upon the palace of the man music begin to take their holiday, and who, though giving him shelter in his the tinkling of guitars and the scraping of banishment, could not, in his coarse violins mingle with the sound of dancing humor, refrain from insulting his guest feet on the pavement under your window. at his own table. We have Dante's As these sounds begin to grow vague authority for the existence of the two and you are slipping away into dreamland, houses of Montecchi and Cappelletti in you are startled into wakefulness again Verona, and one historian mentions the by the sudden rush of many feet, sounds love story of “Romeo and Juliet” as of song and laughter and noisy revelry, occurring in the reign of Bartolommeo deepening by degrees into louder and della Scala, in 1302.
The Veronese harsher tones; then other strange sounds, authorities have recognized it as a fact which your fancy interprets to be the at all events, by putting an inscription clashing of armor and the crossing of
swords. But you feel no surprise that fiery Tybalt and boisterous Mercutio should be disturbing the quiet of the citizens of Verona with one of their usual brawls "bred of an airy word.” Gradually the sounds die away in the distance, and you fall asleep with a sigh of satisfaction in the consciousness of really being in the city of Romeo and Julietfair Verona.
AN ACTOR'S TRIUMPH. Great effects upon the stage are produced only by great preparation. When Ellen Terry plays the part of Portia, and Salvini produces Othello, and Irving enacts the part of Shylock,, our delight and satisfaction are the result of a profound and untiring application of the actor to study of the art; and no man or woman can hold audiences for a lifetime without that preparation which great artists always give to great conceptions. There was once an English actor SO terribly in earnest with the study of his profession, that he made a mark on his generation never exceeded by any other tragedian. He was a little, dark man, with a voice naturally harsh, but he determined, when comparatively young, to play the character of Sir Giles Overreach, in Massinger's drama, as no other man ever played it before. He resolved to give years of indefatigable industry in preparing himself for the part, and to devote his whole intellect to a proper conception of the character. In the
of English dramatic literature, the character of Sir Giles is estimated one of the greatest pieces of effective villainy and untamable passion ever portrayed, and little Edmund Kean set himself to the task of producing on the London stage all the effect which the author intended. With what intensity he studied the language, how he fung himself, with a kind of rage, into the feeling of the piece, all his biographers have recorded. His wife said that he would often remain up all night before the pier glass, endeavoring to realize, by gesture, modulation and action, the conception at which he had arrived. At last, after repeated refusals to the man
agement to appear as Sir Giles, saying he was not ready yet, and must still give more time to the rehearsal, he consented to have the play announced. We have accounts from various eye-witnesses of the sensation and the enthusiasm the presentation of the character produced, when Kean, full ripe for the occasion, came upon the stage as Sir Giles, on that wonderful evening in 1811, at Drury Lane. It was observed that when he walked in from the wings there was that in his burning eye, which betokened greater determination than usual, and Lord Byron, who was in a stage-box, whispered to the poet Moore, that something dreadful was written on the great actor's countenance, something more suggestive of power even than he had ever noticed before. And never till then, in the history of the stage, was there witnessed such an exhibition of forceful endeavor.
Throughout the whole play Kean bore himself like a fury; but it was reserved for the last scene to stamp an impression which existed during the life-time of all who were present. The great actor himself shook like a strong oak in the whirlwind of his passionate vengeance, as displayed in the closing sentence of the play, and when he was removed from the stage, his face, turned to the spectators, was so awful, that Byron was seized with a convulsive fit, and fell forward pale as. death itself. The solemn stillness of the house was broken by screams of terror from boxes and gallery; the pit rose en masse. Mrs. Glover, an actress of long experience and great talent, fainted outright on the stage; Mrs. Horn, who was also playing in the piece, staggered to a chair and wept aloud at the appalling sight of Kean's agony and rage. Munden, a veteran on the boards, who played the part of Marall, stood so transfixed with astonishment and terror that he had to be carried off from the scene by main force, his eyes riveted on Kean's convulsive and awful counten
The actor that night was master of the situation, and profound and earnest study gave him the clue to his great achievement.
THE EASTERN QUESTION.
No sooner had publicity been given to In the latter part of August, 1886, this note than the English press hurled all Europe was thrown into consterna at the unoffending Prince the accusation tion by the sudden news that Alex of cowardice, want of manliness and ander of Battenburg, Prince of Bul stability; but as he was politically susgaria had mysteriously disappeared from pended in the air, the English did not his palace in Sophia, by the hand of offer any substantial assistance by which sume secret diplomatic agency. Of he could obtain any footing whatever, course Russia was again suspected of and while thus menaced his only hope intrigue, and while the news thus excit of political safety lay in some reconciliaing and enraging all Europe, because of tion with the Muscovite. what was termed "kidnapping a prince,' Just previous to the Coup d'Etat of the was widely circulated and eagerly sought, twenty-first of August at Sophia the Prince Alexander made his appearance diplomatic agents of Russia, Austria and in Reni, a town on the Danube in Rus
Germany had held their several confersian Territory. His presence in the ences, and people naturally wondered Czar's domains was announced at St. what would be the outcome of so much Petersburg, and orders granting him state ceremony between these nations. freedom to go where he chose were Prince Alexander's fate was therefore returned to the band of captors; not subsequently considered the revelation however, it was understood, until empha of this friendly diplomacy at the great tic protests from Vienna and Berlin had
bathing resorts of Europe, or to be more been wired to the Russian capital. To explicit, Germany and Austria, two allied be sure the Czar was ignorant of what powers, had met Russia and agreed to had occurred in Bulgaria-according to sacrifice the Prince to Russian policy. his own statements, and Alexander pro In this transaction the relative positions ceeded at once for Germany; but on his of the Great Powers of Europe are arrival at Lemberg where he was re quite clearly defined. France had no ceived with wild enthusiasm, despatches interest whatever in Bulgaria, and being reached him that the government set up favorable to Russia need not be conby the conspirators was overthrown and sulted, for the latter was sure of an a provisional government established acquiescence on the part of the former. awaiting his return, for which the Bul England however assumed a very differgarian people clamored. They wanted ent attitude, regarding herself in duty back their Prince, the hero of Sclivnitza bound to strengthen the Bulgarians and and deliverer of their nation. Notwith emancipate them as much as possible standing the cheering reception which from all Russian influence. She had not greeted him on his return to Bulgaria, been consulted in the scheme laid to rumors were soon circulated that he depose the Prince. No doubt the Muscowould abdicate and retire from the prin vite thought it quite unnecessary for two cipality. Bismarck it was said had reasons; first, the English policy made it advised the abdication, or in other words very desirable that Alexander of Battengave the young Prince to understand he berg should wield the sceptre, and was at the mercy of Russia and could second, the Russian Bear was quite prelook for no support from other European pared to enter the arena with the British powers. In this state of confusion, per Lion in case the latter could not endure sonal danger and political menace, he a twist of his tail. Bismarck the great directed the Czar a note stating his central figure of European politics was readiness to retire from the principality assailed furiously by the English press, which he had received at the hands of and accused of making an alliance with Russia, should that power so dictate. Russia in which he demonstrated little