6th April.
Tar Lave Disaster.
The news which reached London last Friday evening that thirteen men had been resound, who were supposed to have perished in the Fr me di aster, was revived with ment; it seemed incredible that one could have existed for twenty-one ays without food and in the foulest of foul atmosphere, and yet not only was mut three days later yet up, and, excepting that lo was very haggard snd thin, twenty-four hours after his rescue hw appears to have been but little the for his adventure. The reason by the doctor for this astounding fact is that he ies man practionlly without naryes and with but Il imaginative power; also that he refrained from eating anything but little bread, which he found beside som" of his dead corrales, whereas the party of thirteen men who wera rescued three days earlier hat horse—with the result tha told the doctor brool unless he I good, ® lot of it having decayed. The tales told by all the survivors of thei their three weel one to think that not only Berton but all fourteen of them must have been ularly blessed in the matter of want of "nerves." Had they oon li stead of men, I thi survived the first day they were in utter darkness eas one can hard; liso, without even the faintest glimmer of light. Then rats seem to have abound-od. Picture the horror of it. I could not forget it all day even after roading of i'. Nérny and Pruvost, who are regarded as the hero ox f the little party of survivors, hav, Tecoverod in health as to ba able to travel to Paris whore—under the gui Lo Matin"—they are mootings and other places where large numbers of paolo ara likely tq congre jo and attracting much notice, with a consequence that a portion of the gate money thus collected is given to the fund which hax been inangarated for the minors who have been placed out of work through the disaster and for the widows and orphans of those who have perished.
Tue Came Munorn Mysrery.
There is an old saying to the effect that "marder will out," but if a guilty man or woman has remained for unusual for them at the and of that time, unless maybe they are dying or (as has occasionally happened) in the confessional box. It is, however, just. nine yenra since the body of Miss Camp—a barmaid living at Walworth—was found underneath the seat of a second-close onrringa at Waterloo Station. and during the whole of that time the have been totally unable to unravel the mystery of hor death. Now a gunner of the Royal Artillery comes forward and confesses that he murdered the girl by giving her a blow on the head a hich he afterwards threw out the window. He was travelling with her from Twickenham, ostensibly to Waterloo, but inflicted the fatal blow soon after their journey commenced having pushed her body under the seat he left the train at Clapham janotion. Three days later he is anid to have enlisted and for some years now he has been serving in South Africa where he made his confession of guilt, in consequences of which he has been home under arrest. [t that he made the confession of imprisonment offence, for which reason some peopl are doubtful of the veracity of ti confession, but if it is true the ease with which the murder was committed, and the cool way in which the murderec escaped, fill tainly serve to necessity for the adoption of corridor carriages on all our railways at once, when tragedies of this nature would be impossible.
Acapemy Picrorss, Last Sanday was what is known as Show Sunday for the more humble aspirants to space on the walls of Burlington House in the forthcoming spring exhibition; next Sunday the Royal Academicians hold their private view, and then ina very short time all doubt will be at rest, the Incky hun-areds will rejoice at their good luck, and the unfortunate thousands will bewail their ill-fortune. Only quite fow artists will be found who are philo-sophie enough not to care, as undoubtedtly to be hung on the walls of the Royal -|Acadomy moans the coutummation of his or her dearest wish to at last the majority of those who extn thole living by their brash. Years agopnce a picture was hung at Burlington House was considered " as good as sold." Lately, I am afraid, buyers have more scarce, but artists are of all poomost sang: bp hed work hung good light they begin to consider wht they shall buy with the cheque it wil earn for them. Mr. Herbert Draper groat "Day a on the should and Payche" is one of the he haa ever done. Mr. Kennington had quite a number of visitors at his dio in Chelsea and gro gian period hiding bel the other, called "Ti depicts fa' humble interior and elderly couple, the man of tin employed, 1g; it is she, clearly, who is Keeping, the poor litre home together. The picture is somewhat outside Mr, Kennington's usual style, but I think I preferred it to the other. What are to be the great pictures of the year cannot say. I was told that Mr. Collier has another work to the boautifal firelight She might almost be called " Trilby the Second," so closely did she resemble virtually ran on to the Lyric Theatre last Satucwith pausing for breath—she told us that boon an artist, and that ud he had lived together in Latin quarter, that she never kn she had " mathe t least she did not remember her, but that she and paps had always beau devoted to each ovher, and that, of course, he had meant to put by sot ency for her future needs only he died from diphtheria before he had had time to do it, and, of course, no-one could help that, could they, and everyone had been so kind and clear to hor,
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