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The Shadow of the Clond.
Kipe fields and sunny skim;
L glamour on the distant hills that stnnd
,ike citadels of some enchanted land
Which yet invites our eyes.
A wealth of daisies spread;
L weight of redolence upon the air,
from yonder crab, whose wanton blossoms
there
Oppressi, e fragrance shed.
Here in tho sedges deep,
l little pool that, full of sweet content,
HMu ripple, bent, wind swept, ’neath the branches
Lies tranquil and asleep.
High up among the boughs
■ho feathered choristers of morn, that strove
K, fill lire air with ecstaey and love,
Chirp feebly as they drowse,
■Had all things yield iu silence to the power
,|||fel warmth and sunlight at the noontide hour.
Unfathomed depths of blue,
:>lj aUcross lad rifted dusky clouds which chased by the breeze
a sea of azure, one sees
The veiled sunlight through;
Which darken pond and hillock as they pass,
And cast their flying shadows on the grass.
A moment and ’tis done;
I Jl'he meadow glows once more with heavenly
light,
|A glimpse of g'oom whose momentary flight
Shuts out the fadeless sun.
tlow many a seeming ill which casts a shade
ppon file's sunny plains would be allayed,
Could we but think when that it hides the sky,
"J is but a swift cloud-shadow passing by.
— A r annie At. Fitzhugh.
HOUSE-HUNTING.
BY ROBEKT ,T. BURDETTE.
I believe I always did admire my
cousin Celestine. She was pretty
when she was a school girl. She had
tbe softest brown hair, fine and sheeny
as corn silk, and the sweetest blue
eyes, and such a confiding, trustful,
timid way with her. She was such a
girl as any boy might fall in love with.
She married George Andover, a young
Presbyterian preacher. I saw nothing
of them for nearly live years, when
they came to Crmhntslwlin, a little
town down in Pennsylvania, where I
lived. It was called by a Welsh name,
because there were no Welsh people
within a thousand miles of It so far as
1 Waa iinli; tu lr nrn. iii.il 1. it. Kail tn ho
called something, and Crmhntslwlin
was pronounced as good a name as it de
served. It was at least an improvement
on Jinkinville and Thompsontown and
Snyderburg. George and Celestine were
going to live in the city, a few miles
distant, or near, rather. George had
to go right away and attend a presby¬
tery or synod or something or other
that was going to burn a heretic or
something, and would I go to the city
and help Celestine hunt a house?
Wouldn’t I? I would go and find a
house for them myself, and Celestine
could stay at home and rest. But she
hesitated, in her timid way, and then
said she would go with me. IIow glad
1 was. She was prettier than ever,
and seemed so grateful that I was
going to take care of her. How glad
I was, I repeat it. How glad I was.
It didn't take me twenty minutes to
find the very house she wanted; just
the one she described. Eleven rooms,
hot and cold water in every corner,
Philadelphia window shutters four
inches thick, and a parlor so respecta¬
bly dark that the boldest cat would
fall over the furniture and break its
head against the piano limbs every
time it ventured in there. But Celes¬
tine didn’t like it, because Mr. Gonge,
the agent, wouldn’t paint, paper, put
in a new range, build on a bay win¬
dow and add another story. I never
saw that timid, appealing, confiding
expression on Celestine’s face look
quite so sweet and appealing as it did
when she refused to take that house.
We rode about six miles on nine
different street car lines that morning,
and visited a dozen houses. I was
charmed with every house, but Celes¬
tine would look so appealingly at me
every time, when we consulted the
agent, and state her objections so
sweetly and timidly, and say: “Ob,
cousin, won’t you decide for me?”
And then we would start after another
one. We found a new house. Just
completed. Just scrubbed and oiled
and varnished from garret to cellar;
agent just putting the card in the
window when we got there. We went
all over it, and Celestine said she
would take it if he would have it re
painted and papered and a new heater
put in. The brute looked into that
pleading, timid, gentle face and re
^ use< ^‘
Somewhere during the next mile
Celestine suddenly stopped.
“There,” she said, so decidedly I was
frightened. “I would take that house.”
She was looking at a handsome man¬
sion of stone, situated in a beautiful
yard and bursting into bloom and
blossom from every window.
"Yes,” I said a little uncertainly,
“but isn’t it a little larger than you
want?”
1 judged that it contained possibly
not more than twenty rooms.
“Ye-es,” she said, “but we could
C£he Comnaton Star.
close a portion of the house. Suppose
you run over and see what it rents
for.”
I didn’t believe it was to let.
“You can’t tell until you find out,”
said cousin Celestine, timidly.
“It looks like a very expensive
house,” I said.
“But maybe the man is embarrassed
in business,” she said, “and would be
glad to find a good tenant. Don’t fail
me, please,” she added, and I said 1
would go.
I did go. I rang the bell, and stated
my business. The liveried servant
shut the door in my face without a
word, and I returned.
“Well?” said my cousin Celestine.
I looked into the sweet blue eyes,
and calmly, without a blush, I said:
“The man said he owned the house,
and did not care to rent it this sea¬
son.” She sighed, and said in low,
tremulous tones that she believed she
could have got it if she had gone over.
That afternoon, while we were some¬
where on our ninth mile, Celestine
found another house that suited her
exactly, but the rent was $240 a
month, and she didn’t want to go be¬
yond $60. As we walked now, she
leaned heavily on my arm, and I tot¬
tered along on blistered feet, eagerly
scanning the horizon in every direction
for street cars, while Celestine could
see a “To let” card with the naked eye
farther than I could think. Her timid,
trustful way grew upon her, until she
looked a perfect miracle of submissive
diffidence, and when we went home
that night, in a low, sweet voice she
tore houses, landlords and agents to
pieces so sweetly and timidly and com¬
pletely it made you think of a cyclone
weaving garlands of anemones and
violets, and breathing softly through a
flute to blow a six-story warehouse
clear across the Delaware River.
We went house hunting the next
day and the next day after that, and
the next day after that again, for two
i weeks. Celestine timidly drove
me
into the happy homes of all sorts of
people to see if the houses were not to
let, “because,” she said, “sometimes
very particular people, who have the
best houses to let, may not like to ad
VBl'HstJ thorn.** Ooiactiinca, in thcoo
forays, 1 stumbled into homes of some
of my acquaintances, and had to go in
and go through tlie hollow mockery of
“a call” to conceal the real reason of
my visit, and then 1 could see my
friends wondering and laughing be¬
hind the blinds when I went guiltily
out and rejoined my cousin Celestine.
I wouldn’t have believed it possible
that so many houses, exactly alike
from drain to chimney pot, could have
so many faults, no two alike. I prowl¬
ed about in cellars until I began to
smell moldy, and I climbed stairs till I
was knee sprung. At length, just
before 1 died, there came a letter from
George. Celestine read it and sighed.
“Well,” she said, “George is coming
home to-morrow, so I suplpose there is
an end to house-hunting.”
"Why,” I said, sternly resolving the
| ininnte George came home to send
myself a telegram calling me to the
North Pole on the first train, “you
haven’t found a house yet?”
“Oh, yes,” Celestine said, in tones so
melting that I half started to go out
I and resume the search, “there is a par¬
sonage with the church to which
George has been culled, and our things
are all there. The ladies of the church
got it all ready for us when we decid¬
ed to come. But,” she said softly,
probably noticing the look of brutal
j amazement that came creeping over
my face, “I thought perhaps they could
let the parsonage to some one else if
. we found a house we liked better.”
| “Then vou don’t sly like the uarson
age?” ® I managed ® te *
“Oh I don’t sav y that” ' ; she r said
sweetly. , ,,T “I have K not . seen it They
didn t want us to come until every
ttiioir ’ whs all ready ”
1 have not wenmy J couoln Celestine
;“r CrmS^ev.,2 ‘
times, but the man whom I have em
to watc station . . .
pojet a le is vigi
me in time to effect my escape over
into the hills of Rrddnwr. Any per
son desiring to purchase an undivided
interest in a cousin, low-voiced, sweet
; tempered and fair-favored, gentle and
. I affectionate, a charming singer and an
infaUible judge of improved city rea l
j Cftn secure a bargain by CO rres
ponding with ma j cannot give a
clear title, save as to cousinship, and
that I will quit-claim, purchaser to
assume all risks and encumbrances of
cousinship during the moving season.
—New York Star.
Wages of the various grades of help
in California : Cooks, $240 to $720 a
year; nurses, $180 to $300; house¬
maids, $180 to $300; coachmen, $360
$720; butlers, $500 to $600; Chinese
cooks and general servants, $240 to
| $420. Even a child of fourteen can
not be hired as nurse under $120 a
j year.
COVINGTON, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 27, 1886.
j'J’JJ [7 g \ |Qp r |'HE EARTH
Something About an Article
Necessary to Life.
Where and How Salt of Various Kinds
is Obtained, and Its Many Uses.
“Salt is such a common thing,” said
an importer to a reporter, “so easily
obtained and so cheap, that curiosity
is seldom aroused concerning the de¬
tails of its manufacture or the places
where it is found. A great many take
it for granted that table salt is pro¬
duced by crushing ordinary coarse salt.
Some think again, that salt of every
description is mined from the rock,
after the manner of metals. Both of
these ideas are erroneous, and pure¬
ly imaginative. They are simply the
result of guessing at what people do
not care to trouble themslves to in
quire after.”
“Perhaps you are willing to throw
some light on the subject,” suggested
the reporter.
“Fine salt, such as is used in pre
serving and flavoring butter and
cheese, for curing meats and for the
table, is made from pure brine, found
in immense quantities in several parts
of the world. Probably the best
known salt works are those of Chesh
ire, near Liverpool, and of Syracuse,
In both of these districts the process
of manufacture, while differing some
what in deta'l, is essentially the same,
The brine, found from 150 to 400 feet
below the surface, is pumped into vats
and cisterns, from which it passes by
different stages into large iron pans.
Here the water is evaporated by boil
ing, and the crystals of salt are formed,
The residuum is drawn off into
moulds, which are subjected to a high
temperature in ovens or drying-rooms,
The cakes are then crushed, and the
refined product of all this manipula
tion is ready for the bags and for the
market. Frequently the salt is sifted
after crushing to rid it of the coarser
particles, which are not easily soluble.”
“Is the quality of the products here
and in England of equal excellence?”
“The English salt is undoubtedly
superior to American. They seem to
exercise more care iu their work on
the other side, and turn out an article
that gives better satisfaction; and
when I tell you that the receipts of
English fine salt at the port of New
York alone, in 1884, were not less
than 300,000 sacks, or 30,000 tons, you
can form au estimate of the popularity
of the foreign article in this country.”
“How is coarse salt made?”
“By the solar evaporation of sea
water. The places chosen for its pro
duction are selected on account of the
extraordinary saline strength of the
water there. This extreme saltness
has been observed in the West Indies
and along the coast and about the
islands of the Mediterranean. The
xvater is allowed to run into shallow
ponds direct from the ocean, and when
a proper depth has been obtained, gen
erally two or three feet, the entrance
to the ponds is closed and the water is
evaporated by the sun and winds, and
a deposit of salt is left. It requires
about four months to evaporate three
feet of water. The salt is then gath
ered into piles ready for delivery. Its
quality depends almost entirely upon
the caprices of nature. A dry and
Windy season will produce large and
hard crystals, the most desirable char
acteristics of coarse salt, while, if lit
tie wind blows, the salt is fine
grained and poor. The West India
salts are from Turk’s Island, Ragged
Island, St. Martin’s and Curacoa.
Trapani, forrevieja, Cadez and Lisbon
“? “t In ° f ITT T J* tT
kind r of salt, Cdlled rock s<ilt. ih6
name describes i ., it. It ,, is . , found .. in Aus- ,
tria , Russia, Algeria, Ireland, Santa
Domingo, Log,and »nd onri I«u> i In n
‘ » “»■
solutely pure, an analysis of it show
*"« The T Louisiana °' salt is also ** clear an d
j ! pure, ..nnitinintr containing, as ia it it ones aoes, 9S Ofi jo n per p r
cen f. of chloride of sodium. ’
“Do we compete with foreigners in :
j the so-called ‘coarse salts?’ ”
j “Not to any appreciable extent,
Syracuse does turn out solar salt of
different grades, corresponding in
some degree with that of Turk’s Island,
but competition is so insignificant that
it can hardly be said to exist.”
“Is salt put to many uses not com
monly known?”
“It would be impossible for me to
enumerate a tenth pan of them. We
put fine salt in our butter and cheese,
preserving and flavoring them; with
Curacoa, Si. Martin’s and other heavy
grained salts that dissolve slowly, we
pack meats for export. We freeze ice-j
cream with Turk’s Island, and salt our ;
car tracks with Lisbon or Cadiz. The j
finest salt enters into the preparation
of chewing tobacco. Silt imparts a
grateful flavor to neariv everything
we eat. Without salt everything is
j insipid. We have scripturai assurance j
that salt is good, and even Plato is en
thusiaslic over it when he says in the
•Timseus,’ ‘Salt, which harmonizes so
well in the combinations of the palate,
and is, as the law testifies, a substance
dear to the gods. » M
Foretelling the Weather.
On one of the south side avenues
dwells a retired merchant known to all
his friends as an accurate and pains
taking meteorological observer. He
was found at his home by a News re
porter and proved to be the professor
of an inexhaustible fund of weather
lore.
“What kind of a winter are vr»
going to have?” he repeated. “Well,
1 should say a cold one. As far as it
is possible to forecast the weather the
indications are that the winter will be
unusually cold.
“No; the thick onion-peel nor the
muskrat house have no bearing on my
prognostications. If there is anything
that attentive observation has more
completely exploded than another it is
the unreliability of the ‘oldest inhabi
tant’ as a weather prophet. Ilis do
duction from the manner in which the
muskrat constructs his abode is pure
bosh. Why, last fall muskrat houses
fairly lined certain parts of the Ohio,
and because they were built so close to
the water it was argued by some that
we were going to have a mild winter,
Well, we had a very severe one, and
when spring came the freshet arose
and millions of muskrats perished, and
their houses were washed away by the
flood.
“But there appears to be some rea<
son to believe that animals have a cer
tain instinctive warning of changes in
the weather. I knew a mill man at
sturgeon Bay, Mich., who had a hog
which could foretell a storm absolute
ly twenty-four hours in advance of the
squall. This porker when disturbed
by the changing atmosphere would
become seized with terror, and would
scamper about the inclosure, picking
up with his teetli pieces of wood and
sidings as if apparently anxious to
form them into some protecti on that
would shield him from the storm.
“But all animals act as a sort of
natural barometer, and are
with a sense which tells them when
the atmosphere begins to be affected
by a storm. Tame geese, you know,
fl y and squawk before a storm, and
swallows and larks soar to the upper
regions of the atmosphere to escape
the heavy vapors that precede a storm.
Birds always annoint themselves on
the appearance of rain, so as to secure
their feathers from moisture that they
be able to fly higher than usual. Then
domestic cattle by their restlessness
foretell the coining of a change in the
weather. The atmosphere is generally
heavier on account of the electric
vapor that arises, hence their irritabil
j ity. For the same bad reason is the likewise man
troubled with a corn
made to feel the change. Horses rub
themselves, siiake their heads, and
snuff the air by turning up their noses;
j dogs throw up the earth with their
pavvs; the little ant labors diligently
and the bees keep near their hives, and
a ]j because the increasing weight of
the atmosphere foretells the coming
atmospheric disturbance .—Chicago
News.
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A Border Romance.
Quina Parker, Chief of the Cohudy
Comanches, near Fort Sill, Indian
Territory, accompanied by one brave
and three warriors, has gone from El
p as0 , Texas, to the Mescatero Agency,
to find bis sister. He bears letters
f rQm prominent military officers
-aching for his high station and
CharaCter ‘ He iS W6althy ’ and
jioa nas trHVPlpi! travetea pxtpnsivplv exiensivei,. TTg ne pfillpd canea
on President Cleveland last summer.
1Ie i8 the only surviving son ot Cyn
eh , . Ann , I'orter , ond , a celebrated . . : „
,„
Comanche chieltaln. Cynthia Ann
i> ar k e r was «-Lk, captured near the Into, present
1™ «< Limestone
Texas, when only eight years of age,
a ... ^ .. time of . the massacre of the
Parker family, and remained a quarter
of a century among the savages, for
getting her mother tongue and marry
ing a chief. In 1860 Captain Ross, of
Waco, captured her in a fight with th s
Indians. At that time she was dress
ed in male attire, but although much
bronzed and in habit a perfect Indian,
they were satisfied that she was a !
white woman. She was brought to
Camp Cooper' near the present town
of Belknap, and her venerable uncle., iden-!
Isaac Parker, after a long effort,
titled her as the long-lost child, by
speaking the name Cynthia Ann, upon
which a rav of recollection sprang up
in her mind. After twenty-five years
of obliteration she regained her native
language. Her Indian husband was
dead and she desired to get her two |
children, one of whom u;ts Quina, and
the other is the lost sister at the Mes
catero Agency. This is but one of the
many thrilling incidents in the pio- !
neer history of the Lone Star State.
SOME GOOD AND BAD BILLS
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Talk With an Expert About
Counterfeit Money.
A Counterfeit Five-Dollar Gold Piece
Made With a Genuine Stamp.
Counterfeit Detector Expert Torrey
said that if people could only be taught
to know what good money looks like
they would be less easily deceived by
counterfeits. He said that the last
new counterfeit was of a $10 United
States Treasury note of the series of
j 1880. The genuine note, and, of
course, the counterfeit, both bear a
head of Daniel Webster in the lower
left-hand corner. In the good note
the lines that mark the lapel and
: shoulder of Webster's coat are equally
heavy; in the counterfeit they are not.
Besides, although the bad note is
signed “B. K. Bruce” and “James
Gilfillan,” it does not bear the words
“Register of the Treasury” and “Treas
urer of the United States” and the
words “Engraved and printed at the
Bureau of Engraving and Printing”
are also wanting. Even with these
defects the note Is most dangerous,
and hundreds of dollars in it are han
died every day.
The best known $10 counterfeit is
the “Webster head,” series 1875, a
marvelously executed piece of work,
It is estimated that $80,000 of them
have been offered for deposit in the
New York banks since January 1.
It is a fact that the banks where many
ladies have private accounts handle
less counterfeit money than the others.
Women are quick to detect bad mon
ey. The most expert of the Treasury
“counters” ia Washington are ladies,
but there are counterfeit fives, ten*
and twenties in circulation that baffle
even their skill.
The best $5 counterfeits are the
work of Charles Ulrich and of his pal,
Irving White. They are all on the
Massachusetts banks, and they are
known as the Massachusetts counter
feits. These are almost perfect, but
to the practiced eye “counterfeit” in
letters an inch long is printed across
their faces. In one corner is the fa
miliar picture of Columbusaboard his
vessel, gazing at the New World that
spreads before his eyes. AVhere the
taffrall and the rail of the ship join in
the picture there is a joint in a gen
uine bill. There is none in a counter
feit.
There is no counterfeit of a banknote
j above $100. There is one counterfeit
on a $500 treasury note, that of the
issue of 1869. There are two counter
feits of treasury $1,000 -notes, those of
1862 and 1863. These are admirable
pieces of rascality. There are some of
them in the Treasury of Montgomery,
Ala., when the last new Treasurer
came into office there. He receipted
for them to the retiring Treasurer and
in the course of trade paid two of
them out to a local bank. They
reached Augusta, Ga., before their
genuineness was doubted.
The most dangerous counterfeits of
notes are stolen notes to
which hank officers’ names have
been forged. Their numbers
always run in series, and only by
remembering the numbers can the
notes be detected. The most danger
ous counterfeit of a United States
coin is a $5 gold piece that is supposed
to have been made through the rascali
ty of some ex-employe in the New Or
leans mint. It was made with the
genuine stamp. The outside is of 900
fine gold and the inside of spelter and
platina. There are hundieds of thou
sands of them in circulation .—New
York Mail and Express.
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VnI lamarne n hLI u newxpapers.
Millions of dollars have been sunk
In newspapers in this city, and there
is . . to . waste . than ..
JO easier way money
In newspaper venture; hot it la never
theless true that there is also no surer
or method aero..........
wealth than in a judicious investment
of capital m the production ... of , a daily ,
newspaper. The most profitable news
paper in the world, the London
Times, is valued at $25,000,000, and j
the most profitable in France, the
Petit Journal, earns $600,000 a year
net, although a dozen years ago it was
insolvent. The London Standard is
valued at $10,000,000, the Daily Nen-s
at $6,000,000, and $5,000,000 would
not buy the Telegraph, it is said. It
may be questioned whether New York
has any $5,000,000 newspapers, per
haps, but it has several which it
would take $1,000,000 or more to buy.
Mr. North, of the Utica Herald, re
ported in his volume of statistics of
the newspaper press, issued from the
government press a year ago, that the
gross products of newspaper establish- j
ments in the I nited states amounts
to $87,431,182, and the statement af- i
fords a basis of speculation as to the
aggregate amount of capital repre
sented by the newspapers of this coun-i
try.— New York Mail and Express, j
VOL. XII, NO 10.
SCIENTIFIC SCRAPS.
Professor Holden, who takes charge
of the Lick Observatory, will soon
have the most powerful eye in the
world with which to scan the skies,
for the object glass of the Lick tele¬
scope is as big as the wheel of a dray.
Regarding the manurial value of
freshly fallen tree leaves, it has been
ascertained through the researches of
Prof. Emmerling, Dr. Loges, and Herr
Emeis, that beech, oak, and birch
leaves contain only 2 to 2.3 per cerft.
of utilizible matter, plane up to 4, and
poplar and willow 5 to 5.7 per cent.
Pasteur will soon organize in Paris
an institution for rendering dogs proof
against rabies. His method of inocu¬
lating human beings against hydro¬
phobia is said to have been recently
tried with perfect success on a young
boy of nine years, from Alsace, who
had been bitten by a rabid dog in such
a manner that hydrophobia seemed in¬
evitable.
Experiments have been made at
Middlesbrough with liquid fuel for
ships. One of the most successful has
been with the steamship Emanuel,
which was filled with tanks to hold
the oil—a waste product from the
Middlesbrough chemical works. The
steamer has returned from a trip to
the Mediterranean, and the engineer
reports most favorable results.
It is reported from North and Cen¬
tral Sweden that this year migratory
birds have left in large numbers at an
unusually early date. Between Au¬
gust 16 and 18, thousands of Wild fowl
were seen passing over Stockholm,
their progress lasting for several hours
at a time. A severe winter is antici
pated in the north of Europe. The
autumn has been very cold in Nor
way.
A remnant of the great forests
which once covered the south of Swe
den wa3 recen tly dug out 0 f a bog at
Km neV ed consisting of a boat six
feet jn diameter hollowed out of a log.
Tbe tree f rom w hich the boat was
f orme q must have been at least 20 feet
c j rcum f erence The assumed" wood which
wag y bardt bad a blue
colQr , pbe boat wa3 30 heavy that
two bullocks could not draw it
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Migration of Birds,
Not long ago large numbers of Brit
jgb migratory birds (dead) were found
floating in the sea off the Eddystone
Lighthouse. It is probable that dnr
j ng tbeir night journey from the Dev
ons bire shores a fog overtook them,
and that the bright light proceeding
f r0 m the lantern of the lighthouse at
tracted them and so stupefied them
tbat tbe y das hed themselves against
the tbick g i as3 and were killed in large
numbers . The fishermen who trawl
for turbot, soles, skate, etc., on the
y arne Ridge Banks, between Dover
and CaliaSi no t unfrequently hear the
goun d 0 f flocks of migratory birds fly
j ng over bead. The speed at which
birJs can g0 when on their m i gra t 0 ry
flight has been noticed. Quails are
8ajd to accomp ij,h 150 miles in a
night> and und j ge sted African seeds
and plants have been found in the
cro p 3 0 { these birds when they reach
the Frencli coast
It is said that the migration of birds
wU1 {oreteU seyere weatheri and it ls
weU knowa by the bird-catcher that
wheQ the larks and other northern
birdg appear) snow and hard weather
w jjj follow the flight. These warnings
of migratory birds, 'be though apparently
j ns j gn ifi C ant, may of vast political
and eyen na tiotial importance. If the
j Emperor Napoleon, when on the road
i IdSlded \wnw with observed hii arnw in flight 1S11 had
i to of
storks and cranes passing over his
fated battalions, .. subsequent , events ..
*j_ m
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As He Remembered It.
Sam Ward was once seated opposite
a well-known Senator at a dinner at
Washington. This Senator was very
bald, and the light shining on the
breadth of scalp attracted Ward’s at
tention.
“Can you tell me,” he asked his
neighbor, “why the Senator's head is
like Alaska” j
“I’m sure I don’t know."
“Because it’s a great white bear
place.”
The neighbor was immensely tickled,
and he hailed the Senator across the
table: j
“Say, Senator, w ard s just got off a
very “What smart is thing it?” about you.” I j
“Do you know why your head is
like Alaska?” ;
“No.”
“Because it is a great place for ]
white bears .”—San Francisco Chroni- j
e/e.
AT MISSIONARY RIDGE.
tn Extract from One of Gen¬
eral Grant’s War Papers.
Charge of Sheridan’s and Wood's Divi¬
sions on the Confederate Works.
From General Grant’s paper on
“Chattanooga,” in the Century, we
quote the following: “Sheridan and
Wood’s divisions had been lying un¬
der arms from early in the morning,
ready to move the instant the signal
was given. I directed Thomas to or
iler the charge at once. I watched
fagerly to see the effect, and became
impatient, at last, that there was no
indication of any charge being made.
The center of the line which was to
make the charge was near where
Thomas and I stood together, but con
tealed from our view by the inter¬
vening forest. Turning to Thomas to
Inquire what caused the delay I was
surprised to see General Thomas J.
TVood, one of the division commanders
who was to make the charge, standing
talking to him. I spoke to General
Wood, asking why he had not charged,
as ordered an hour before. He replied
very promptly that this was the first
he had heard of it, but that he had
teen ready all day to move at a mo¬
ment’s notice. I told him to mike
the charge at once. He was off in a
moment; and in an incredibly short
time loud cheering was heard, and he
and Sheridan were driving the ene¬
my’s advance before them toward
Missionary Ridge.
“The enemy was strongly intrenched
on the crest of the ridge in front of us,
and had a second line half-way down,
and another at the base. Our men
drove the troops in front of the lower
one of rifle-pits so rapidly, and follow¬
ed them so closely, that the rebel and
Union troops went over the first line
of works almost at the same time.
Many rebels were captured and sent to
the rear under the fire of their own
friends higher up the hill. Those that
were captured retreated and were pur¬
sued. The retreating hordes,
being between friends and pur¬
suers, made the fire of the
enemy high, to avoid killing their
own men. In fact on that occasion
the Union soldier nearest the enemy
was in the safest position. Without
awaiting further orders or stopping
to re-form, on our troops went to the
second line of works; over that, and on
for the crest, thus effectually carrying
out my orders of the 18th for the bat¬
tle and the 24th for this charge. I
watched their progress with intense
interest. The fire along the rebel line
was terrific. Cannon and musket balls
filled the air; but the damage done
was in small proportion to the ammu¬
nition used. The pursuit continued
until the crest was reached, and soon
our men were seen climbing over the
Confederate barrier at different points
in front of both Sheridan’s and Wood’s
divisions. The retreat of the enemy
along most of his line was precipitate,
and the panic so great that Bragg and
his officers lost all control over their
men. Many were captured and thou¬
sands threw away their arms in their
retreat.
“Sheridan pushed forward until ho
reached the Chickamauga River at a
point above where the enemy crossed.
He met some resistance from troops
occupying a second hill in the rear of
Missionary Ridge, probably to cove 5 -
the retreat of the main body, and ox
the artillery and trains. It was now
getting dark, but Sheridan, without
halting on that account, pushed his
men forward up the second hill slow¬
ly, and without attracting the atten¬
tion of the men placed to defend it,
while he detached to the right and
left to surround the position. The
enemy discovered the the movement
before these dispositions were com¬
plete, and beat a hasty retreat, leaving
artillery, wagon trains, and many
prisoners in our hands. To Sheridan’s
prompt movement the Army of the
Cumberland and the nation are in¬
debted for the bulk of the'capture of
prisoners, artillery,' aud small arms
that day. But for bis prompt pursuit,
so much in this way would not have
been accomplished.”
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