And the chief called his counsellors together, and Bardsley the son of his father rose up and spoke. “Listen, ye pilgrims, to the words of wisdom which fall like wild honey and locusts of the wilderness from my lips!” “Behold, the days of the Exposition are not yet quite done; it is still unsafe to risk this man’s attendance thereat; but lo, I would suggest a plan whereby we may display in safety our compassion. “Let him ascend to the top of Sawyer’s Observatory, and from thence look down upon the grounds, even as Moses of old looked down from Nebo’s Height upon the Holy Land.” Yes, reader, it seems almost beyond belief that the lion-hearted solicitor should have been forgotten. That the city managed to worry along for six months without his supervision, is one of those mysterious chances which may only be explained when the light of history and careful, unprejudiced investigation shall, in the far distant future, illuminate the cobwebbed darkness of ages long then past. As Bardsley suggested, so was it done. A committee was appointed with power to act, and at high noon one clear, bright day, while special thanksgiving services were being chanted in all the churches, the General’s congealed form was hauled out of a wagon, with golden ice nippers, and landed safely on the flag pavement of Independence Hall. A gentle fire of rosewood shavings and sweet cacia wood was built around him, and he was gradually and tenderly thawed out. The coat of ice melted away; the stern features relaxed, the water dripped from all portions of the herculean frame, the fog, mist, and steam generated by the process cleared away, and CHARLIE WAS HIMSELF AGAIN. [THE CÆSAR OF THE AGE.] While he was still receiving the congratulations of his friends, the contractors who were required to remove the buildings approached, and publicly offered him one hundred thousand dollars to remain in his own dwelling until the close of the exhibition and then go out to the grounds and cause a final crash. This, of course, would save them immense time, labor, and expenditure. With the dignity of Cæsar on the Lupercal, he drew his form to its full height, and casting one look of disdain upon the contractors, who instantaneously disappeared beneath the flagging to rise no more, he walked slowly up Chestnut Street, followed by the plaudits of an enthusiastic mob. THE AWARDS OF THE JUDGES,