A Notable Game Of Marbles

[Rev. W. . Clapp ín the Brewster stanuaru.j In the biographieal sketch you gave to rno you refcr with a slight inaccuracy to an incident of my boyhooil when I playecl at marbles with the Presidenta, Garfield and Arthur. Since tlio death of ouc and Uw cali of the other to fill his place as President of the Union, I havo several times rel ated the circumstances in social intcreoursc, bul it has not hitherto appeared in print. .With your permission I will relate the incident, just as it oecurred, for your paper. At the time of the incident, the Itev. William Arthur, D. D., the father of the President, and the llov. James A. Gartield. au unele, as I urn led to believe, of our deceased President, and alter whom he was namcd, were Baptist pastors withiu live miles of each other, the Rev. Mr. Garfield beiug at Sehuylersville, and the Kcv. Dr. Arthur at Union Village, now called Greenwich, NY. Both were friends aud visitois in the united family of my father and grandfather, Judge William Stillwell, whowas the chief attraction totheniand to other ministers who canie there. He was notoriously strong in his religious creed, and a fluent and able talker. Certain church doings in which he was prominent gave to his creed a particular emphasis just at tlial time and he had to meet the attacks of a number of able controversialists. I remember several such contests when tho air was as blue from the smoko f rom tobáceo pipes as the creed thoy battled over was deep colored with Cafvanism. I think, too, that he inoeulated me with not a little of his high sovereignty views, and I hold them still in pretty full measure. One day the Rev. Dr. Arthur came on a visit, and, as usual, staid over night. Ho had his little son, now the president, Tvith him. We slept together. The next day, it being spring time, wc liad a game of marbles on the garden walk near to the gale that oponed apon the jïiin. irnwl VVltïln WO WHW 'il thf (Til 111 ( tho Ruv. Mr. Garfield drovo into the yard. He stopped at the gate and lifted out of his wagon a little fellow four or live ycars old, saying to us: "Here, my lads, iniy ncphew, Jiinmy; lethim play with you wliile I attend to gome business at the Clerk's office and niake a short visit in tho house." Jiittlo Jimniy came through the gate and curled himself up on a large bunch of cliives bordering the walk, and watchcd us at the game. He took no band in the gamo, beiug too small for tliat. sonie threeor fouryears the junior of Arthur, wlio is by about the sanie number of years tlie junior of niyself, if I remember correctly.