The river is on a high. A huge cake of ice floated down it yesterday. The Harlem ferryboat was caught by a huge pile of drift yesterday morning, and carried some distance down the river before it got clear of it.
The pond at the corner of Fifth street and Broadway is overflowing again, and the sidewalk is afloat. Put in your syphon again and let's see the bottom of this thing.
More and more of the Bluff street sidewalk is tumbling down the bank.
The churches were poorly attended last Sunday morning, owing to the mud.
Allen and Gallagher fight a prize mill at St. Louis to-day, and many of the "fancy" have gone down to witness it.
Daenzer and Snyder brought out their "cannon" yesterday, and banged away for a time in lively style -- all in honor of the late news from the seat of the war.
James Parton, the famous essayist, spoke to an appreciative crowd at Frank's Hall last night. The subject of "One Hundred Years Ago" was treated in a manner instructive and entertaining. He first spoke of the difference between the present and past century, in those things which strike the eye--apparel, furniture, architecture. A vivid picture of a New England house of the olden time, with its quaint appearance, stood out in strong relief in contrast with the modern household villa, heated by a furnace and lighted with gas. From this, he passed on to higher matters, such as science and medicine. In one main particular our century was much superior to the past -- that man's inhumanity to man was largely mitigated when contrasted to the civilized barbarity of past generations.
They do say that in Leavenworth everybody that can read and write is a candidate for some office.
The new "star" at the Coates' Opera House is one of decided brilliancy. The first appearance of Miss Annie Tiffany was attended by so large and fashionable an audience that it is evident the fame of that distinguished artiste has proceeded her to this far-off Western city. All eyes and ears were in tent on the appearance of the dashing comedienne in the choice role of "Gertrude, the Little Treasure." Tonight in "Jessie Brown," she will doubtless confirm all the favorable impressions made last night, and upon a still larger audience.
A young woman made complaint to the City Attorney, yesterday, that a person, in whose restaurant she was engaged as a waitress, had entered her sleeping room, Sunday night, with wicked intentions. He was foiled in his attempted villainy. As the matter belonged to the County Attorney to prosecute the case was sent to him.
