ULYSSES S. GRANT IMPROVING.

Mild, sunny weather and cheering news from General Grant's cottage have made the day one of rare charm and interest at this spot. By mid-morning many lady visitors were scattered over there grounds in shy groups. The train also deposited over 200 visitors from Saratoga. As they came up the hill, many branching of towards the cottage, the waiting ramblers in the woods joined them and soon converged on the hotel porch. The assemblage, numbering perhaps 400 people, much exceeded the seating accommodations, and when the Rev. Dr. Newman stepped out onto the porch he could see that all the chairs were occupied.

Colonel Grant and wife, Mrs. Sartoris and others of the Grant family were in the audience. The preacher alluded to General Grant in the opening prayer and at the closing. As the audience dispersed after the service, the General came out onto the porch. The air was so soft and so still that he hadn't heard the strains of the music from the hotel. He came out with a shawl thrown around him and remained neatly an hour. All saw him who chose to walk that way, as was the disposition of a great many.

A stumpy person who had drawn some attention to himself by elbowing his way through the crowd, made straight for the cottage. He nearly ran up the stairs. Then he thrust at the General a very fat hand and the top of a very bald head. The General had no use for either, but the visitor grasped him and shook his hand as if they had been friends for life. The General released his hand and wrote on his pad: "My physicians positively forbid to converse." That was all right, the visitor said, beaming , he need only look on and the visitor would do all the talking. He pulled up and chair and had clearly made himself at home when the General rose and went indoors. Colonel Grant and Dr. Shrady hurried to the porch to find the offender leaving. "He ought to have been pitched off," said Dr. Shrady with an angry nod. The whole thing lasted about a minute, and while the General went back to his room annoyed and in some distress, the grinning intruder was showing the slip he had filched from the General to those of the crowd who had walked up decently from the station. That incident spoiled the General's afternoon.