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Bv T. L. SANTT.
The Conduct of Life.
Be it good that -we do, let us do it,
Giving soul and our strength to the deed;
Let ua pierce the hard rock and pass t hrong
it.
And compass the thing that we need.
Doea late, aa a dark cloud, hang over,
And cover our beads lrom the light T
Does hate mock the heart ol the lover ?
Must wrong be the victor ol right ?
Yet in late there is lreedootn lor each one
To make or tofmar, as he will;
And the bolts ol ill fortune that reach one
May maim, hut they never shall kill.
Ever onward and upward pursuing
The aim that is thine toi the day,
Adding strength to thy strength by thy
Dion ah< gain it, nor iaint by the way.
And though thou art buried with small things
Though menial thy labor may be,
Do thy utmost in that and in all things,
Thou still shall bo noble and free.;
Dost thou love ? let it be with lull measure;
Nor mingle with coldness or hute
Ol others the joy of thy pleasure,
The passion that crowns thy estate.
Bo to every man just; and to women
Bo gentle, and tender aud true;
For thy own do Thy best; hut lor no man
Do less than a brother should do.
So living thy days lull to number,
In peace thou shall pass to the grave;
Thou shall lie down and rest thee, and slum
her,
Beloved by the good and the brave.
— Tinsley's Magazine.
A .Romance of Avenue A.
The scene of my story is laid in
America 'uetropolis, and most of
action takes place in a tenement
situated on that great street of
houses, Avenue A. All the
and the historian lived together;
pying between them one flat of a
ment house nine stories high. Our
was the seventh lrom the ground, and
being the only lodgers on that floor
speedily became well acquainted.
a bachelor I occupied the front room,
which was study, reception-room,
kitchen, dining-room and sleeping apart¬
ment. My next door neighbors were
an elderly Irish and woman Teddy with her two
sons, Patsy Horley. They
occupied had three rooms. Tnc two back
rooms as an occupant one of the
loveliest little maidens it was ever my
good fortune to meet. I think she came
originally from Massachusetts. She
worked at shirt, making in a large Canal
street establishment, and her name was
written on the pay roll as Alice Layne.
The Hurleys and Miss Layne had been
neighbors some time when I became an
inmate of the house, and were already
^uite intimate.
Patsy Horley large-formed, was the oldest of the
brothers, red-lieaded and
with irregular homely features. lie was
heavily freckled, and I never saw him
during a six months 1 acquaintance time
that he didn’t have a three days’growth
of red stubble on his face. He had large,
gray eyes, and these were tnc most strik¬
ing of his facial organs. They had but
one expression—unswerving flash. Patsy honesty in
their every was a member
of the corner much “ gang,” and frequently
came home the worse for liquor,
which grieved his old mother soreiy.
She was a blunt, piam-spotten woman,
sixty odd years old, fat and much given
to a “weakness” in all parts of her
body, which prevented the possibility
of labor. So she was content to sit by
the wintlow all blue day long knitting at a
never finished woolen stocking.
Her “byes” were all his very earnings. good fo her.
Teddy all. gave Teddy her the Patsy
most was reverse of his
brother, lie was six feet in his socks,
finely proportioned, black, his hair handsome. and His
eyes were mustache
dark hi o wn, hut curly. He was consider¬
able of a dandy and “ dressed up ” every
night after work. There was a deep
affection existing between these broth¬
ers. They loved each other, and this
devotion was apparent in every act of
their lives.
Miss Alice Layne was. as I have be¬
fore stated, with a lonely little heart, maiden,
pretty, and a tender sus¬
ceptible to the Less slightest variation of
life’s compass. than a week after
taking up my quarters in the front
room I made a discovery. Alice Layne
was in love with Patsy Horley and
Teddy Horley was in love with Alice
Layne. It was an interesting study to
watch the various phases of this cross
passion, and I never tired of it. It was
very evident to me that Patsy Horley
admired the little shirtmaker, but ho
kept the secret and only safely locked in his great
big heart, took it out at odd
moments when he thought no one would
notice the treasure his to gloat did over it and
worship it as mother the figure
of the Virgin at the head of her bed.
I don’t suppose the honest fellow ever
dreamed that his love was returned.
How could he when lie so blindly wor¬
shiped the superior brother. physical For Patsy gifts of
his younger was
very proud of handsome praising Teddy, and
never tired of him. Alice,
with a woman’s intuition, saw the noble
iu Patsy’s good character, looks and and although
Teddy’s flowers” impression tine dress and
“ made an upon
her it was only a transitory one, which
vanished as soon as she caught sight of
Patsy’s big. Like homely all face and honest
gray Teddy eyes. Horley just good-looking the least bit men,
was con¬
ceited, and he imagined that it was only
necessary to declare his passion to find
himself in undisturbed possession of
Alice’s heart.
One warm afternoon I was lying on a
lounge in my room, endeavoring to in¬
terest Horley myself in “The Light of Asia.”
Mrs. was downstairs visiting a
neighbor, when and Alice I wiss Layne nodding over the
poem, stairs and entered her tripped up the
apartments. I
heard her singing softly to herself as she
made preparations forsuoper, and, mis¬
anthrope that I am, envied her that
bird-like lightness of heart which trilled
through every measure of the song. I
was brooding over footstep the melancholy past,
when a heavy Patsey souded on the
the stairs and Horley, in his
rough working clothes, and a little
under the influence of liquor, opened
the door ot the room adjoining mine
and threw himself heavily on the bed.
dow He got up directly, door opened a little win¬
ovei the which separated the
two rooms, took a drink of water and
lay down again. this It may be well
to mention that chamber was a dark
t3 4>
room, and was occupied by the
as after a sleeping this Teday apartment. Horley A few
bounded up
steps and entered the living-room,
was between the dark chamber and
mother’s bedroom. Finding his
absent, he crossed the hail and
at Miss Layne’s door. The little
hushed her song and opened it.
“Oh, Teddy, it’s you, is itP”
said.
“Sure it is, swateness. Who else
be?”
“ I thought it was Patsy,” she said
tantalizingly. Then there
was a struggle, a stifled
scream, and a smack, smack of lips.
The noise disturbed tipsy Patsy, and he
rose from his bed and opened the
outside entering into the hallway. The
continued and there was
smacking, Oh, Tedd Presently i Horley, Alice cried:
“ you’re perfectly
horrid, and i don’t like you one bit,
there!”
“ Now, dariint!” began Teddy.
“Don’t dariint me, I don't like you.
You are better looking and finer dressed
than Patsy, but he is a thousand times
better than you.”
little “Perhaps passionately. ye’re in air neat,” said Ted dy,
a “ There's many a
thrue word spoken in jest.”
“Well, I am in earnest. I do like
Patsy, day, and if he’d ask me to marry him
this I’d jump at the chance. So
there, now, you have the truth.”
Then the door was siammed, and I
heard Teddy walking slowly back into
his mother’s room. Presently there
came a knock at my door, and when I
cried “come in,” Patsy’s freckled face
appeared on the threshold. I spoke to
him kindly and invited him to have a
chair. He sat down, and I saw that
what he had hoard had sobered him.
After a moment’s silence he cleared his
throat and began:
“Did ye hear what she said?”
“ Yes, Patsy,” I replied.
“ An’ do ye belaive she mane3 it?” he
continued, eagerly.
“ I have no doubt of it.”
“God bless her swate soul! I’m not
the man for her, an’ I niver to’t she
cared for me. If I could only bring me
selt to belaive it’s thrue, I’d be a differ¬
ent man.”
He sat in silence for some time and
then rose to go. When he reached the
door he turned and said:
“I was a bit dhrunk when I come
home to-night. It’s hard work beyont
there in ttie tunnel, but I sware to ye
that afther to-night there’ll never a drap
of pwhisky pass my lips.”
I bade him good-night and God speed
in this new-formed resolution, and he
shook my hand warmly. Mrs. Horley
came home and she and Patsy had sup¬
per together. Teddy was out. I took
a short walk that evening, and coming
home passed Patsy and Alice on one of
the cross-streets walking together, arm
inarm. I did not hear what they were
saying, but felt convinced Patsy had de¬
clared his love and been made happy
with Alice’s acknowledgment that the
p° i was L-iJ
The next morning Patsy came to my
room before he went to his work. He
seized my hand, and a look of supreme
happiness shot from his gray eyes.
“ She sez she’ll have me, sor,” he said,
“ an’ we’ll be married ez soon ez I get
happy through work on the tunnel. I’m a
man, but for wan thing—it’s
Teddy. Poor bye, he takes it to heart,
an’ is not himself at all. God knows
I’m his brother, an’ would rather lose
me him. voight hand than bring harm to
“ Oh, that will be all right. He’ll get
over his disappointment in a few days,”
I said, to console him.
“ I wish I could think so,” he said,
moviug toward the door, and these
were the last words I ever heard the
poor fellow utter.
Every reader has heard of the terrible
tunnel disaster, the details of which
electrified the whole country 7 . Teddy
and Patsy Horley were employed in the
tunnel as laborers, and worked side by
side in the same relief. The morning of
my last interview with poor Patsy, they
went to their work as usual, and for the
first time in their lives spoke never a
word of kindly cheer or brotherly badin¬
age as they walked swiftly through the
streets. The better to make plain wliat
follows, it will be necessary to say that
the entrance to the tunnel proper, on
the New York side, is through a circu¬
lar, perpendicular shaft, thirty feet in
diameter, and about sixty feet deep.
Thi3 is a working shaft, the bottom of
which is used for the reception of waste
matter, as it is excavated, and before it
surface is taken away. ground Thirty feet below the
of the is an “ air lock,”
which is the sole means of communica¬
tion between the tunnel and the outer
air. It is necessary to keep the air in¬
side the tunnel sufficiently compressed
to maintain a pressure of seventy pounds
to the square inch, and the “ air lock ”
serves a similar purpose to the lock of a
canal, those equalizing the iu pressure of the air
to passing level or out, as a canal
lock balances the of the water. As
a matter of course, there are two doors,
one at each end of this lock, only one of
which can be opened at once, while the
lock itself inches is fifteen wide, feet allowing long by for six feet the
and six
passage, in case of necessity, of thirty
men at once.
shaft As they that were preparing to go down the
morning Patsy turned to his
brother and whispered:
“ It's a quare feeiin’ I have in me this
mor nin’, Teddy. May the olissed Vor
gin protect us from harm.”
he Teddy laughed. “ It’s the pwhisky.”
said, and turned away, not so quick
that his eye didn’t meet the reproachful
flash that fell from his brother’s great
gray orbs. Afterward that look haunted
him, and made the misery of life all the
harder to bear.
Twenty-eight work men of composed a moved relief.
and the excavation
along smoothly until Fourteen noon. Then the
squad was divided. men went
In to half lunch; hour the the remainder first quad worked heard on.
an s was
advancing, their tools and and the other threw leave down
tunnel. prepared to the
Patsy was in the first squad,
Teddy in the second. The men return
ing had passed inside throughthe air
lock and the others had quit their posts
preparatory if to leaving. delaj ed It is probable
that they had r this for even
a minute the accident would not have
covered happened, just for the late, leak, might which was dis
too if discovered easily have
been stopped in time. As
the two squads met. just at the moment
of heard, shifting, with a which peculiar all hissing familiar. sound was It
were
meant a leak, and a leak meant death!
“Back and stop the leak!” shouted
tbe superintendent, and tire order was
obeyed almost before it was given.
As many as could get there jumpec
for the pir ce, where all knew the dang 2
GEORGIA, FRIDAY, OCTOBER 1880.
1 was greatest. The brothers worked
| side by side.
! “ Its the maneing of the quare feeiin’,
Teddy,” cried Patsy, as they both plied
pick and shovel. “May the Vorgin
save us!”
The joining of the temporary roof of
the tui nel with the wall of the shaft
was necessarily imperfect. It was in
tended to make all secure with a three
foot wall of brick and cement, but it
was impossible to set the foundation of
the brickwork until after the circle of
the tunnel should be completed, so that
this imperfect jointure was continually
watched. With reasonable diligence it
was easily to keep it closed, and the
material to close was plenty and at
hand. The chinks were stopped with
the silt, of which the river bottom is
largely composed—a clayey mud, of the
consistency of putty—and a man should
have been at this part watching the
chink.
No pen can describe the terrible
struggle which followed. It lasted
scarcely two minutes. The men were
nerved by a full knowledge of the great
danger of their position. Not a man
but knew that he carried his life in his
hands wherever he went to work, and
not a man failed to know that the
supreme moment had come All
worked well. The brothers did the
work of ten men.
It was too late !
The leak that one man could have
stopped if he had been there at the right
moment was now wide enough for the
foul current of corruption and death to
flow in from the river bottom, and
the only safety lay in flight. Be
tween the spot where they were and the
open air there were two locked doors,
only one of which could be opened at
once. The little rift above their heads
became a chasm. The compressed air
escaped until there was no longer maintain pres
sure enough from within to
the portion of unfinished work. The
electric light by which they worked
was extinguished, and darkness added
its terrors to their great misery.
In the confusion the brothers, who
had instinctively clasped hands when
the water and mud poured in upon them
were separated. Patsy reached out his
hand and it was clutched by some one
in the darkness.
“ To the caisson!” shouted the superin
tendent, and the men rushed pell mell
toward this only avenue of escape. He
air was lock, standing by the inner door of the
and threw it open for the men
to pass through.
“ Quick, boys!” he cried. “ Get into
the lock!” And instead of passing in
among the first he stood by the door
helping one after another in.
Six men passed, among them Patsy
loudly Horley. for He looked around and called
The Teddy. There was no re
sponse. seventh man was passing
through. He pushed by him into the
tunnel.
“Teddy Here!” bye!” he cried.
“ shouted a vo 5 ce at his side.
“Get through quick!” he said, and
pushed his brother through.
He would have followed him, but an
other of the men stepped in front of
him, and he helped him into the lock,
This man was almost through when
the awful weight of the mud and water
tell against the door, pinning him so
fast that nothing could have freed him
in time.
The door was fast. One man was
fastened in the doorway between the
other nineteen and their last chance of
life. The eight in the lock were thus
almost lost, for there was no longer a
chance to close the inner door, and the
flood was closing on them. Swiftly the
water rushed into the lock; it rose knee
compressed deep where they stood, and the air was
by all the pressure of the
air above them in the little chamber,
ti e door of which was securely fastened
against them. They could not open this
door, nor could they break it fr*om the
inside. But in the lock were two dead
lights of massive glass, eight inches in
diameter and these the men knew were
to be broken as a last resort.
“ My God! the water is gaining on
us. ’said one; “ what shall we do?”
Rape cool, men, kape cool," an
swered a voice from the river side of
tne tunnel. Itddy rushed to the bull’s
eye and looked through. There stood
Patsy and the superintendent side by
side-their fa f,? white as death.
Keep cool,” cried the superintendent
through the crack of the door; “noth
mg can be gamed by excitement.”
But shure, sor,.the wather is gainin’
onus and we can’t open the door into
the shaft.”
‘ The water is _ covering me up,”
moaned the poor fellow who was
crushed by the door. “Can’t you get
me out of tins ’
Teddy caught him by the neck, and
several others sprang to In» assistance,
They pulled and tugged, but it was no
use. Every moment was agony to the
poor man, and he would beg piteously
to be let alone. The water got higher
and higher.
“Tbey’ll said have to sthop the crack,
sor, Patsy, and the superintendent,
his white lips moving m prayer, nodded
his head.
“ Take ofl your clothes, men, and stop h
the crack ol the door,” he added.
Some one said that that would cut oft
what little communication there was
between them.
“Niver momd us. min,” said brave
Patsy; “it's your only chance.”
“ But then—” began Teddy, who was
in tears.
“l>o as you are ordered,” cried the
superintendent, sharply.
The men sprang forward, and Patsy
reached his great freckled hand through
the crack. ^
“Good-bye, “Tell Teddy,” he said choking
ly. the mother I died ioike a
brave man. An’—Alice—”
He could say no more, and in a mo
nient the men had patched the crack of
the door with their clothes, and the
rapid CaD increase of the water was checked,
pmntendent, ‘*. J ox } Pray?” whispered the su
as his hand tightened on
Patsy s.
“ Blessed Mary, save us!” sobbed the
Irishman.
through. Teddy ran He to the bull’s-eye and looked
saw the superintendent
and his brother standing side by side
peering in at him. The faces of both
men were pale, and were only a few feet
above the water that gurgled about
them. He heard Patsy’s muttered
prayer, and a deep groan burst from his
Ups.
Patsy “Patsy, brother!” he shouted.
smiled and nodded his head.
“ Be kind to Alice,” he said, and then
raising bis voice, shouted: “Break
open the outside bull’s-eye!”
“ Yes, knock out the bull r s-eye; knock
it out, I say,” commanded the stern
vo ce of the superintendent.
The in lock
obey this order meant sudden and
death to their companions, and they
hesitated. Again it come:
“ Knock out the bull s-eye. and then
the stem voice of the superintendent
faltered a little as it added, “ and
what you can for the rest of us!
Blow upon blow fell upon the thick
glass, and was answered from the out
side by two men who had by this time
arrived 'with crowbars. Ihe glass new
out and the cold air rushed in.
‘ God take us to him and protect our
wife and babies. muttered the superm
tender.t, and his hand closed tighter on
Patsy’s.
Poor Alice, was all the latter could
articulate through his sobs. Instmc
tively souls the stood eyes of side both men met, and
their by side.
The outside door was started a little,
and suddenly flew open. With the rush
of air came the rush of water. The door
behind gave way, and the living, the
dead, and the dying shaft. were The hauled out
toward.the working bodies
of ail in the inner tunnel must have
caught in the outer door. Only Patsy
Horley’s come of out with, seized the his rush body, of
water. Two the men
and the whole party hurried up the lad
dertothe Then, ground. had the
and only then, two men
an. opportunity to pause and reflect that
behind them, beneath the water that
boiled and seethed in the dim light of
the tunnel, were the bodies of their dead
comrades and the brave superintendent,
Professional business called me to
Brooklyn the day of the accident, and
when I returned to the tenement house
in. Avenue A, they were making prepar
ations to wake poor Patsy Horley’s
body.
He was terribly crushed and
mangled by the rapid rush
of water, and only lived two
hours after lie was taken out of the
shaft. He was conscious, and his tel
low-workmen carried him tenderly
home. Teddy followed, weeping bit
terly. They laid the wounded man upon
the bed, and a doctor ministered to his
sufferings. The wails of the poor
mother were heartrending. closed, Patsy had
been laying with his eye3 but he
Teddy. finally opened The them and asked bed- for
brother knelt by the
side and great sobs shook his frame.
“ Be a mon ; Teddy,” whispered Patsy,
“ Sind for Alice and the praiste! ’
When the little shirt-maker was led
that weeping into the alone, room, Patsy asked
last interview they be left let and over that
us draw a veil. Finally
some one stole into the room and found
them clasped in each other’s arms.
Patsy approached was sinking fast, and the priest
the bedside and adminis
tered to him the last rites of the church,
bed. the dying man was propped up in
He called Teddy and Alice to the
bedside and made them join hands.
“I’m a dead mon,” he said huskily.
“ Promise me, both ov yees, that ye’ll
thrue to aichother!”
Both bowed their heads. He beckoned
the priest and whispered a few words
his ear.
A smile of thankfulness beautified the
face of Patsy as the last words
the impressive service fell from the
lips, and stretching out his hands
before any could reach him.—
Detroit Free Press.
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Russian Superstitions.
A Moscow letter to the London Stand
ard says: Many are the fantastical beliefs
and curious the remnants of paganism
still deeply rooted in the Russian peas
the daily life. They the"river- have their nymph 3
of forest and of the spirits
their dead ancestors haunt the dwell
n gs of the ’iving- and every country litas
with whom I ever conversed
the “devil” at lea*t to"give once in her
and is able a minute
of his appearance. Rich and
at time of baptism receive a small
which they wear for the rest of
davs round their npck<? underneath
clothing-not ;but merely as a badge of
as an amulet to weaken
nnwer of the pvil nne When
or misfortune comes the peasam
recourse to a witch-doctor, and goes
a variety of pagan rites and in
to ward off the evil; his re
itself, his orthodox church pray
the glazed look he bends on tile
ikon, the countless genuflexions
knockings his on the church pavement
brown and wrinkled forehead,
remind one rather of a native of
addressing in house his fetich than of a
a of prayer. Last
the cattle disease made its ap
in the Kaloogaf village of Ozersk, gov
of and spread with
Zemstvo rapidity from byre to byre.
miles veterinary surgeon lived
away, and instead of seek
his advice the peasants hung
in the sbane nf little
of garlic, round their cows’
and jumped over their
forms on one foot, holding opBo- a
with lighted incense to the
hand Th measures m-ovino- of
avail they were seized by a panic.
called long together and loudly a village assembly;
as to the bes
o' frMitenin? wasdec?deu a w« the rattle
traditfons It that foreSe?s according
to the of their
women should march round the
at dead of ni»lit dIow a furrow th^
sand and so chase awav tt^men
At eleven o'clock the'starost^he
shut up by order of on’
and S cirls remaining out the
°reen At tlm
a^horsScollar a girl chosen over^he?shouiders’ from the band
allowed herself to be voked to a
• eithef two eiris behind her laid
hand under of' lmndlc two more
up tiieplace the another nlowman and
ptow while \ marched
front holding aloft miracle work
ikon. The oiow was also nreceded
a widow with a basket full of sand
she strewed auicklv as she went
to mark the line where the d!ow
make the furrow No li»ht of
kind was to accompany them, and
s j 10U | d td e fu’-rnw Hevinte tn the
or left of the sand v line the charm
be broken. undertaking Batnih for the sue
of the the soil in Ka
is black the sand moonlia-ht white and the
immeDL let us hoDe was erowrfolfowed a one fn
female
rear, beatinw fnriouslv on kettle*
lids, etc , and trving to make their
sound as like the howling of the
in a snowstorm maroS s* nnssihip The
lirstto the church
sang a weird hpathenish refrain
through the auick sten and arm
of'an old national dance and
went on its wav three timps round
village from west to east The cere
over, another widow with a
tar, marked a biack cross wituin
on bars every door-post—a sacred sign
the entrance to evil «pirits
“GR4CE CHDRC1H BROWN.”
T? 1 ® Story of the Carpel er who Became
a Beading Sexton and an Engineer
New 1'ork Fashion.
A New York paper has this sketch of
the late “Grace Church Brown ” the
noted New York sexton: Mr. Brown
was bom in this city, in Duane street
near Chatham, school in 1812. After attaining
a prenticed common education he was ap
to a carpenter, and worked at
that trade until 1836, when Grace church
pointment was completed. He received the ap
of sexton under Rev. Dr.
Tjiomas Mr. Potter, H. Taylor, and from the that predecessor of
the time up to
present year was seldom absent from
morning Many service in the church. * *
Mr. humorous anecdotes are told of
Brown, On in connection with bisbusi
ness. of one occasion he was in charge
ing a the reception to Baron Rothschild, dur
visit of the latter to this coun
try. The affair took place in Eighteenth
street. Mr. Brown also had charge of
another reception on the same ni^ht
the immediately baron opposite the house where
latter desired was being entertained. The
to attend the second re
ception, but when he reached the curb
stone there was no carriages to be had.
Mr. Brown took the nobleman on his
back and carried him in safety across
the muddy street. The late Peter St.uy
vesant was an attendant atGrace church,
and had a thermometer hanging imme
diately over his pew. One cold morn
ing Mr. Stuyvesant arrived at the church
porch. The heater did not work prop
erly,‘and the old gentleman shivered
with cold. Mr. Brown knew that Mr.
Stuyvesant would consult the tlier
ammeter as soon as he reached his pew.
and, unobserved, cunningly put his fiu
ger on the bulb of the thermometer and
sent the mercury up to about ninety,
When Mr. Stuyvesant reached his pew
he looked at the thermometer, and con
eluding enough, the church must be warm
sat down without making any
remarks.
Mr. Brown’s portly figure and slow
and solemn pomposity of step have fur
nished the theme of more satirical dog
gerel probably than ever fell to the lot
of mortal man before. One of the elev
erest of these squibs, by William Allen
Butler in his witty “ Nothing to Wear”
style, with recalls the thermometer incident
lit laughable truth to nature,
Certain circles Mr. Brown’s word
as to what was en regie in the conduct *
of a wedding or an entertainment was
about as absolute as that of Worth in
matters of
In the period when so many large
tunes were made suddenly there
hosts of new people who wished to
into society of some sort or other,
for the fashionable crush invented
this period Mr. Brown, probably
than any other man, was
His office was besieged by
dressed women with whom to get Mr.
Brown to manage an affair was to
sure of a “crush,” done in the
style. To meet the emergency, the pop
lar sexton effected the organization of a
corps of handsome young fellows,
in wholesale houses—sometimes
“Brown’s Brigade,” and
“ Brown’s Five Hundred.” They
bound to dress fashionably.
ing was a necessity, had’to and there were
tain rules that be observed.
were not, for instance, to presume
an wmch acquaintance formed at a party
the invitation had come through
aix - Brown > and mu3t not lift their hats
to l ad * es on street merely because
they had waltzed or flirted with them a
dttle the evening before. Thearrange
*»ent was perfectly understood, and
when Brown could be induced to under¬
take the affair the lady was sure of an
arra y °t handsome young fellows that
would make her “crash* the envy
her next neighbor. But abuses finally
? re P fc “» undesirable acquaintances were
* ormed ’ and the brigade was disbanded,
Of course the members of the brigade
were never by any accident smuggled
lies. to tbe For drawing-rooms people of the Mr. oldfami
the new Brown
would not undertake an affair save on
hls ° wn conditions, and no man could
snub a than suppliant he. in velvetmoregor
But ^ never snubbed ..... blood; , his ..
for “family’’was unbounded.
was a boast of his in his old days
a J no P leb j an could de ?e* ve him on
score. It was something to see
him, years ago, encounter a Livingston,
for instance and mark the courtly grace
with which he bowed almost to the
and to hear the respectful saluta
uttered m a tone sc. elevated that
y bystander distinctly caught the
-. He was discreet, too, in an
tbe names of arrivals at a
° r re ? e P tlon ’ and while distm
guests were sure to be trumpeted
tones tbat could be heard to the
artiie st C( ?™ er of th allowed ® drawing-room,
obscurities K were to slip in
undue publicity -At one time
befb ™ f a ? bl ? n deser ted the district
of , Union square, the sexton of
chu f h was reputed to have
, a large fortune; and it is cer
that in those early times he was
P ald f a buIous prices to manage an
Mr. Brown’s list of
was swcuy smaller than his
wedding list, and many curious shrewdness anec
are told of his mingled
solemnity. He had a set formula
sympathy, in which the social stand
-’ splendid physique and many virtues
the deceased were enumerated. While
took the measurement he now and
» iu undertone, suggested double¬
iated trimmings, extra diamond
etc.-as though he regretted
to descend to these trivial
Thus mingling his eulogy with
suggestions in parenthesis, he
his orders without appearing to
down to prose at all. He was the
ideal of a master of ceremonies at
f unera b with his ample dress-coat,
breadth and heaviness oi coun¬
tenance, and slow and measured move
-
Presence of Mind.
There is nothing like presence of
after all. The other day, during
tremendous shower, New a gentleman York club, en
t ered a fashionable
a splendid ivory-handled
which he placed on the rack,
Instantly another gentleman, of who
the aostraetjon just
article, jumped up. * Will you
to look at thatr he said, sternly,
“Certainly ” remarked the
I was just taking it to
P°li ce headquarters. It was left m
house last night by a burglar, whom
frightened clew. oft. I And hope though it will the prove
first-rate
Plated owner could plainly see
dis name bad bfien scratched oft
h andle ’ be sat down and changed
subject.—Msg? York Hour.
THE HIDEOUS FACE OF WAR.
Some Instances of the Deadly Work
In Battle.
In T the excitement ^ of . . bathe ... the fall
a comrade is scarcely lieedea, and
a company might be wiped out and
other half light on without the
edge of it. Ic is only after the
mouthed cannon and the
musketry have ceased their work
the hideous face of war shows itself to
make men shudder and turn away,
Soldiers who have not gone over
battlefield or been one of a burial party
have missed half the grimness and
awfulness of war.
After Gettysburg, one of the Union .
mmal parties buried eighty Federal
soldiers in one trench. They were all
from, seemingly a New fell dead York at regiment, volley. and They all
one
were almost in line, taking up but little
more room than live men. All were
shot above the hips, and not one of
them had lived ten minutes after being
hit. Here lay wnat .was then a full
company of men, wiped out by one
single volley as they advanced to the
v5i? e ‘ ® ome bad their muskets so
tightly grasped that it took the full
strength of a man to wrest them away,
Others died wita arms outstretched, and
others yet had their hands clasped over
their heads, and their a never-to- white be-forgotten
expression At Fair on Oaks, the Third faces'. Michigan . .
had its first real baptism of fire. Ihe
boys had been held back on other occa
sions, and now when given opportunity
they went for the enemy posted in the
edge with of the woods on the douMie-quick, of
and yells and cheers. A part
the regiment had to swing across a
glade, and while so doing lost fifty or
sixty men m the space of sixty seconds,
One company lost twenty men who
went down together m one spot, and
scarcely moved a limb after falling,
Details of five men were made from each
company to advance as sharpshooters,
and of these fifty men who plunged into
the woods as a skirmish line only six
came out alive, and everv one of these
wa f^ 0 ^ d d f rom S nP tQ tbre / R mes>
At Cold rr Hartior a shell „ exploded man
Ohio regiment advancing against a bat
tery, and sixteen men were wiped out in
an instant. Of these nine were blown
to fragments and the others. horribly
or 8*25°il forty shells per minute, and this was
a ^£^fi«htkSS MicM?an regimenf , 2S?
teen men in a and a
New York regiment which went in with
703 men in line came out with only 360.
On one acre of ground the burial party
found over 700 dead men. In a bit of
Sace wider°than d aTQuare ilf cit?
aSd no no more than three tLesastong! a Y
McClelS^fchwiMo?b e ase a asoii dU shot thl
lired from a Federal fielcTDieoB into
feslilfeilren^eSu^hSr^
pulp, death. and the others crushed and bruised
to At this same battle a Con
mounted kilted the 1 l^artUteymelfdSf wounded
gun, two men,
and the butt of it flew off at a tangent
and killed a second lieutenant of infan¬
try who was eighty rods away.
At Fredericksburg, as the Union in¬
fantry valley marched in solid masses up the
beyond the town, the Confed¬
erates opened fire from behind a stone
wall. The fighting along this line was
over in ten minutes, and 5,000 Federals
lay In dead within reach of each other.
many cases three or four men had
fallen across each other. A shell from
a gun on the hill exploded in the midst
of some New Hampshire troops and
killed a sergeant, a corporal and twelve
privates and wounded six others. Be¬
fore the Union troops crossed the river,
and while shelling the town, a shell
struck a house and exploded in a room
where there were five soldiers and a
citizen. All were blown to pieces, and
three citizens in a room directly over¬
head were also killed.
Perhaps the most destructive work
made by a shell among troops occurred
few miles below Vicksburg. A Fed¬
gunboat was fired upon by light
from the bank, posted in plain
There were two six-pounders
working shot close when together, the gunboat and each opened had
a
a between sixty-four-pounder. and The shell
the guns exploded.
guns were down thrown high The in the air
came a wreck. eighteen
around them were killed outright,
fifteen others who had been lying
under cover rushed up just as the cais¬
exploded. Of the fifteen eleven
were killed outright, three wounded, and
escaped unhurt but so dazed that
sat down and waited to be captured
a wounded boat which died pulled ashore. Two of
alive the next day, thirty-three leavirg
two men of the
had composed the battalion. Noth bu
was left of the gun-carriages
and the guns themselves were
battered. The only remains of
caisson that could be found was the
of one wheel filled with broken
Most of the dead had been
to fragments, and the bushes
covered with shreds of flesh.
the victims caisson exploded the high head of
of the was blown in the
and fell into the water within a few
of the gunboat.— Detroit Free
The Picture that Meissonier Loved.
Mr. Vanderbilt was sitting for his por¬
to Meissonier,the celebrated French
painter. Painter and Bitter were chat¬
“Haven’t you,” asked Mr. Vanderbilt,
“ a preference, a particular affectior, for
some of your earlier pictures?”
“ Yes,” said Meissonier, “ there is one
pietui ethat I really loved, and unhap¬
pily General it is Desaix in Germany. in It represented
the middle of a plain,
questioning some peasants. sold It was fin Ger¬ ©
it was very fine. Petit it to a
man, a Dresden man, long before the
war, for 30,000 francs. I have done
everything to get that picture captivity back to
France, to ransom it from this
in Germany. Petit offered wouldn’t the owner sell. as
high as 100,000francs; he pang.”
I never think of it without a real
“ Ah!” said Mr. Vanderbilt. Then he
began talking of something else.
A few days after Meissonier was to
dine with Mr. V?nderbilt. He entered
the saloon. His Dresden picture, the
Desaix, was there on an easel.
“ I bought it by telegraph for 160,000
francs," tranquilly exclaimed Mr., Van
derbilt. “ It was a simple picture.” enough mat¬
ter, you see, tget this
YOL. VI. NO 19.
How it Happens.
impressed Day by day we are more and more
with the fact that Burlington
is a city of original ideas, broad iudg
activity. ment, profound It only views and unparalleled
needs a brief review
0 f the chronicles of local events which
arc public daily placed before the interested
colleague by our painstaking fourth and industri
oug on the page of thi*
paper to convince any one that Burling
ton is a city of unusual merit and orig
i na l peculiarities. During the eight
months past, the local recoids show
that in one department alone, that ol
original accidents, the city of the hills
has more than distinguished herself,
Tney will show that
a South Hill baby swallowed a glass
button with a brass eye. Baby now
weighs twenty-eight pounds "has and doesn’t
cry once a week, and the cheek of a
peddler.
through a Pond street girl jabbed a hairpin
her ear twice in the same
week, each time in a new place, and
now she can wear a double-barrel ear
ring.
A North Main street man dropped a
spoonful of red-hot sawder in his shoe
while mending a teakettle, and sueeess
ully burned mt a soft corn that two
professional chiropodists had chiro
dopped in vain
& a Q. Happy box Hollow boy fell off a C., B.
car, near the Fourth street
grossing, hiS that and had knocked destroyed a pebble his hearing out of
ear
three years ago. And before he could
scramble to his feet he heard Mr. Pum
phrey spanking a boy.
A Jefferson street merchant stepped on
a banana peel and fell over a dry good
box, knocking out the only unsound
tooth in his head, only fifteen minutes
after Doctor Wilson had pounded eight
dollars’ worth of gold into it.
a Vine street nian swallowed a coun
quarter, and a long-haired,
“slapping” ‘ healer ” doctor and an Ottumwa
knocked seventy-eight dollars
good money out of him tiding to find
The man assayed better than a
silver claim, as long as his
lasted.
A woman on Columbia street acci
dentally plant, dropped a nine-year-old cen
tury pot and all, out of a second
story window, the projectile striking
her husband in the back, the shock dis
tion lodging from his windpipe an obstruc
that had kept him coughing every
night for a week,
A trambfrom llllnoissli PP ed through through
op ? n S ratin 2 in tbe dwkVfell
g^er watch anda twVIfollar'bfl^ wlicZS, The
SSaT^bJtfch Sef a : ^wn i!lf£ b l
Ak wherever ft is
hrev Eighth-street man suddenly
f t T U out e llis arm OUfc wft;i as dn he ^s tossed ht n d in rest *
ife’s nose fis t
frightful hovels, the baby’s terrified
acre am s and the wondering, wrathful,
fri^edT^twoTu ,
Jars who well
wor th 1 ^tf/soH^silveS'?wo’^Uk jjggV dresses
a chain thev had stolen in
”” 2 other 1 mvse.-Burlivgton Hawk
y
Overtures of Blossoms to Insects*
I suppose even the general reader
would be insulted at being told at this
hour of the day that ail bright-colored
flowers are fertilized by the visits of
insects, whose attentions they are
has specially heard designed to solicit. Everybody
over and over again that
roses, orchids and columbines have ac¬
quired their honey to allure the friendly
bee, their gaudy petals to advertise the
the honey, and their divers shapes to ensure
proper fertilization by the correct
type of insect. But everybody does not
know how specifically certain blossoms
have laid themselves out for a particu¬
lar species of fly, beetle or tiny moth.
Here on the higher down*, for in¬
stance, most flowers are exceptionally
large and brilliant; while all Alpine
climbers must have noticed that the
most gorgeous masses of bloom in.
Switzerland occur just below the snow¬
line. The reason is that such blo3som3
must be fertilized by butterflies alone.
Bees, their great rivals in honey-suck¬
ing* frequent only the lower meadows
and slopes, where flowers are many and
small; they seldom venture far from the
hive or the nest among the high peaks
and chilly patches nooks of blue where gentian we find purple those
great or
anemone, which hang like monstrous
breadths of tapestry upon the mountain
sides. This heather here, now fully
opening southern countries—it in the warmer still sun of the the
is but in
bud among the Scotch hills, I doubt
not—specially humblest lays itself out for the
bee, and its masses form about
his highest pasture grounds; but the
buttei flies—insect vagrants that they
are—have no fixed home, and they
therefore stray far above the level at
which bee blossoms altogether cease to
blow.— St. James Gazette.
An Experiment Interesting to Farmers
Tin re is great interest among the
farmers over the trial on the farm of
Engineer Riggs, of the Suffield branch
road, of a new process “ for the preserva¬
tion of forage crops in their green state,”
which was experimented with for
twenty years by M. Goffart, of Salome,
France, who half a dozen years ago per¬
fected it. This is the only trial of the
process in Connecticut, and, with a
single England. exception, one-horse the only one engine in New
A power is
used to run the cutter, which somewhat
resembles a hay cutter. Into this are
run three or four and even half a
dozen cornstalks at a time, which are
cut into very small pieces. Afterward
they fall into a slide which takes them
to a vault fourteen by twenty-six feet
and ten deep, which has thick concrete
walls and is capable of holding eighty
five tons of this feed. The engine with
sixty pounds of steam can cut up four
tons an hour, or half fill the vault in &
day. When the vault is filled and closely
packed placed down thirty It is tons claimed of stone that are the
on will top. and etain
“ fodder ” keep green 1 its
sweetness so long ?_s it is kept covered,
thus making it one of the best as well
as the cheapest kinds of feeds obtain¬
able for cattle the year round. It is not
intended, however, that this feed shall
be sold as other kinds, and indeed it
could not be, as after twenty-four
hours’ exposure fermentation would set
in, which of course would ruin it. It
can of courte ba taken out only a little
at a time as it is needed for use. The
process is called the “ensilage” system.
—New Haven ( Conn .) Palladium .