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UP AND DOWN.
We’re tip to-day on fortune’* hill
And fre« from every sorrow,
Bnt in the wh*ol of good and ill
All may he changed to-morrow.
We're up and down a* time flic* on—
Now 00**5. now hardest labor —
No millionaire can wifely frown
Upoa fcix lowly neighbor.
Bioto* take wings—th“ man of wealth
May meet with sudden lowes,
While he whose only store is health
May ride l«ehmd his horses.
Then do not slight tbo toiling poor,
For labor ne «*r disgraces,
And tb*»ugh your fortuneswms secure
Bonne *lay you may change places.
God help n* all—we're poor at best—
Dependent <>n each other—
Though crowned with ease or »ore distressed
ntsk inifi is still man's brother.
T in'll when on fortune's top we stand.
No ill our state attending,
Let us extend a helping hand
To those about descending.
Francis S. Sm i/A, in New York Weekly,
JAGGS’S WIFE.
mr C. R. HARDY.
r
Somebody had stolen a horse from
Daniel Jobson. The stable and horse
weie built “right under their noses,” to
use an expression of his wife's—a fact
which gave rise to frequent animadver
Moris on her part respecting the unfor
lunate choice of the situation of this
necessary outbuilding.
She was in the habit of attributing to
their noxious influence whatever ills
might befall the unheaith—if family—their state of
health, or rather the hens
refused to lay, or if the watchdog ran
about at night instead of staving at home
to guard them from thieves. By the
same token she once even attempted to
account for the caterpillars which had at
lacked the cotton. Now that a horse
was stolen it was because Mr. Jobson
bad persisted in having the stable and
horse lot right in the back yard, where
nobody else under the sun would have
thought of having them. She hoped Ire
would learn a lessson, now. before lie lost
every horse and mule to his name and
the cows and pigs thrown in. not to
mention his wife and children.
I There had been a light rain in (he
early part of the night, and the tracks
made by the lost animal and the thief
could be seen very distinctly. Mr. Job
son traced them to the house ot Pete
Jaggs, a good-for-nothing, shiftless fob
low, who lived in an abandoned settle
incut a mile or so away. From the signs
it appeared that the horse had been tied
L> a small persimmon tree at a little dis
taucc from the house, and a number of
tracks were seen about the piece, going
back Mini forth between the house and
the tree.
Pete Jaggs was not at home. His wife
said that he had gone away early that
morning to visit a relation in an adjoin
ing county. She knew nothing of the
missing animal, and was sure that her
husband knew nothing of it, or he would
have mentioned it toiler. She allowed
that some of the tracks around the place
bad been made by him, but she could not
account for the others. They had bad
no visitors that night, and she had not
heard or seen any one about the premises
till Mr. Jobson and his men came to iu
quire.
Mrs. Jobson quickly rendered the ver
diet on boating the evidence iu the
ease.
“I never ’spected nothin’ less ’n that
good-for-nothiu’ Pete Jaggs. ’Course lie
stole the mure; any fool Can see that.
YY - hat’s a wonder to nte is he didn’t take
the whole shebang an’ us into the bar
gaiu, bein’ as the lot is right iu the house,
«U but, an’ anybody that’s fool ernough
to have one in sich er outlandish place
needn't ’speed nothin’ else, nuther.”
No one, not even Daniel Jobson, <lis
pute<l her opinion as to the identity of
the thief, however they might differ in
regard to the baleful influence which the
situation of the horse-lot was supposed
to exert on that unfortunate individual,
The horse avhs gone, and so was Pete;
but the tracks of both were there, and
while no one could say Jaggs avhs actually
seen to take the horse, the evidence that
lie had was plain enough to convince any
;ury in the world, not themselves horse
thieves.
Mr. Jobson Avont to town to inquire
alter the lost mare, and to oiler a suitable
reward for her return and for the appre
hen si on of the thief, Avhich, along with
a prolific description of tlie animal writ
teu in his best hand, was tacked up by
the courthouse door and iu the postoffice,
Diligent inquiry rewarded him Avith a
clew, though nn uncertain one. At a
wagon yard in the town he had found a
man who had seen the animal. Wasn't
she a light sorrel mare, blaze-faced, with
left fore-foot white? Of course she was;
but the man who had her and who traded
her off to a farmer for a scraggy bay,
blind in one eye, seventeen dollars to
boot. was not “a little old humpback,
sandv-haired fellow with a pair of uoav
black jeans britches and a squint in one
. eve, the left one, and home-made knit
gullussos and an old wool hat in his shirt
sleeve s —which bill of particulars repre
sen ted Pete Jaggs as he had left home
that morning, according to the evidence
given by his wife to David Jobson, and
by him accordingly set forth in the ad
vortisement
But his most persistent inquiries led to
no better result; no one had sceu
Jaggs, either Avith or without a blaze
faced soire 1 mare, and Mr. Jobson Avas
forced to return home disconsolate at his
ill-luck.
Daniel Jobson had tAvo men livin ou
his farm as tenants who had evinced
grrat interest in the fate of the stolen
mare, and had shown much zeal in the
search for her aud the thief—as every one
believed Jaggs to be. They were loud
iu their denunciations of the little hunch
back for the crime of which it was evi
dent he was guilty.
“Sumniri oughter be did wid de low
down seoundr'l; nobesiy's critter's safe
wid sich tr rogue gwine roun’ at night
au er stealin’ uv ’em.”
They protested against Mr. Jobson’s
having Pete arrested by the sheriff to be
tried by due form of law.
“lowin’* too good for im. Give ’im
Mil op iu wat’ll [earn ’im er lesson w’at 'c
won’have no chanch ter fergit,"—with
a sinister look and inflection conveyinga
dark hint a* to the nature of the intended
lesson.
One day Jaggs unexpectedly returned
home. That night he was aroused bv a
loud knocking at his door. Opening it
to discover his visitors, he found a pair
of rifles pointed at his breast, and heard
a muttered command to “Come erlong,
au’ dou’ raise uo ruinous about hit. ef ver
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rlon wan'er gil hurt." His visitors,whose
faces were concealed by torn piecoj of
Cloth, carried him away through the
woods, several hundred yards before
At last, coming to n little clearing in
the woods where the moon shone brightly,
they paused and ordered their prisoner to
hold out his hands, which one of them
immediately proceed ad to bind with a
short piece of rope. With an oath the
captors declared that they would now
proceed to business, producing a rope
that had an unmistakable noose tied in
one end.
“Dis is dc way we cyores hoss steal
in’,one said, with a coarse laugh, “an’
hit giner’ly cyores, too, ef hit don’t 4ull
’em.”
Pete Jaggs was trembling violently.
He had been too surprised and terrified
to resist his assailahts, even if so weak
and almost helpless a person as he could
have hoped to cope with such strong
and desjKTate enemies. He instinctively
drew back, shuddering, at sic lit of the
rope, as the evident purpose of their un
seemly visit flashed upon him.
i l Wat yer gwi’ do, Bill, you an’ Dick
YY’aters?” he asked, recognizing Mr.
Jobson’s tenants in spite of their flimsy
disguise.
“YVe's gwiner hang yer for stealin’
Dan’l Jobson’s mare, dat’s w’at,” one ol
them answered roughly,
“Boys,” cried Jaggs, “I ain’ ne’er tuck
none er Dan’l Jobson’s. critters; I ain’
ne’er hyeerd none er ’em been stoled tell
I gets back home ter night.”
“Ain’ no use er lyin’ erbout hit, Pete;
yer done it—we tracked yer an’ de
mare, au’s Dan’l war gwi’ put de sheriff
a’ter yer, wo thought we’d save ’em de
trouble. YY r e knows yer do’ wan’er go
ter de peneteuch’ry no-how.”
They rudely adjusted the. noose upon
the neck of the trembling little lmnch
back, and throwing the end over the
lhn'» of an oak growing near, seized it
and began to draw him up.
“Yer won' ste.il na nuther n, Pete, I
reckn,” they said, as they pulled on the
rope. At that moment the sudden, sharp
report of a rifle rang on the still night
air. The suspended body of Pete -Taggs
made a few rapid turns, as the rope un
twisted, and he fell to the earth. ~ The
rope was cut just above his head by a
well-aimed bullet, The men pulling
hard on the rope, as it parted, fell to the
ground,
Nancy Jaggs had become alarmed at
the summary way in which her husband
had been carried off. Feeling sure that
some harm was intended, she dressed,
and seizing his rifle—which she had
learned to use, and wifli which she had
brought to death many a w T ild turkey and
even deer in the wilds of the Ocmulgee
! River swamp, not far away—followed
the nien stealthily, until she came upon
them as they were in the act of lynching
j Pete. In an instant she thought that if
, the rope were cut Pete would fall to the
ground uninjured. Taking quick, but
steady aim at the cotton rope gleaming in
the moonlight, she tired and severed it
! vrith the shot.
Throwing aside the uoav useless
weapon, she rushed forward, seized one
<)f the rifles that had been laid down by
the men and covered them before they
could realize the situation,
“De fust ’un ’at moves is er dead man!”
s be eried, excitedly. “1 reck’n yer ain’
gwi’ hang Pete ter night, air yer?”
“Don’t shoot, Nance,” they implored,
“YYVs jist er skeeriu’ Pete. We ne’er
’lowed ter hurt ’im. Pete ain’hurt none;
is .Y cr > Pete?”
Pete's activity shoAved he was not
muc h injured, for, haviug scrambled to
U' s feet and rid his hands of the clumsy
bond, he had seized the other rifle aud
stoo d ready to assist his wile in guarding
his late captors.
They carried the Avould-be lynchers to
Daniel Jobson, ivho, aroused by their
calls, came out and secured the men in
an outhouse, Avhile Pete and Nance stood
g» ard without,
’ *' ( the trial which followed the arrest
of the two men it Avas brought out that
t,U; v had st °l en Jobson’s mare and pur
-
l’osely carried her to Pete’s house in
order to throw suspicion on him. They
were convicted and sent to thepeui
tentiary, from Avkicli theyAverc soauxious
t0 ' arc Pete; and Jaggs’s Avifc became
• the heroine of the hour .—New Orleans
1 imes-Democrat.
An Unusual Rank.
YYTlliam Murray, a guest of the Grand
Pacific, who is one of the biggest linen
manufacturers in Ireland, tells a story
which has a local interest,
* • You hear of any number of bogus
noblemen in this country," said Mr. Mur
ray in the hotel rotunda last evuuiug,
“out au American who aftect.s a title in
the Old World is somewhat rare. A yeai
ago tiii-; summer I arrived at a little toAvn
in the South of Ireland called Dungar
; wan. Tilt people Avere excited over the
presence of au American official. Flags
| wore flying, bauds playing, and every
j thin at was gay. As 1 Avas somewhat ac
quainted with the United States, I asked
th • name of the guest so royally enter
! tamed, Nobody knew, except that lie
was one of the biggest meu of the United
States and a native of Ireland, Elbow
ing my way through the crowd I Avent to
the little hotel, and there learned that I
, was to have the honor of being under the
same roof Avith an official who stood next
to the President of the United States. I
u eut to the register to see if the YTee
Presideut was there, and to my surprise
saw this on the books;
“‘Redmond Sheridan, Chicago, Ill.,
Alderman of America .”’—Chicago Tri *
bane.
! Electrified Snow.
In a paper describing a perilous ascent
of Pike's Peak, Lieutenant John P. Fin
ley, United States Signal Service, say
that the asceut was made Avhen the snow
was the deepest of all the year, and the
Lieutenaut was accompanied by the Ser
treant of the Station The ascent was
accomplished on mule back until a zone
of deep snow was reached, and then the
‘ animals were taken back to the half-way
house below. Into this snow they sotne
times sank up to their armpits, and saved
themselves from plunging deeper by
spreading out their arms. At one time
they crossed a frozen crust in shape of a
turtle's back, when; a foothold had to be
cut at each step, and where a misstep
would have sent th?m thousands of feet
down the mountain. Electric storms'
sometimes were witnessed there when
each snowflake, charged with electricity,
: discharged a spark as it touched a mule *
back in its fall. Electric sparks streamed
from the fingertips of upraised hands. In
their ascent they encountered a storm of
sleet that cut their faces so as to draw
blood. The last five miles was a fight
* for life against wind, sleet, cold and
rarefied air.
BUDGET OF FUN
HUMOROtS SKETCHES FROM
VARIOUS SOURCES.
Don’t—Snubbed—A Natural Supposi¬
tion—A Valuable Subject—Per¬
nicious Activity—Base lu
gratitude. Etc., Etc.
There's a modesty of mien always pleasant
to be seen.
No matter who the wearer, youth or maid;
There’s the air of charming grace; there’s
the open, honest face
Against which naught in reason can lie
said.
Such deportment merits praise in these hifa
lutin’ days,
And I’ll tell you true it can't be bought for
money;
So let your speech be easy, mayhap a trifle
broezy; .
So avoid the sin of hyperbole, and
Don't
Get
F ilnny.
When conversing with a friend let your lan¬
guage always tend
To impress him with the fact that you are
sane;
Avoid all eccentricity, all verbal infelicity—
Such linguistic jim-jams gives a pain.
Don't rise to the emphatic; do not bloviate
dramatic,
Nor mix for one a verbal peach and honey;
Each word of easy diction is like oil on
heated friction.
But above all use common sense and
Don’t
Get
Paul Funny.
—St. Pioneer Press,
PERNICIOUS ACTIVITY.
Celestine—“Your new* maid is twice
is active as the old one.”
Ernestine—“That's why I have noth¬
ing to do half the time .”—Hew York
•Sun. •»
A NATURAE SUPPOSITION*.
Ted—“One of the dime museums ad¬
vertises a phantom hen.”
Ned—“What docs she do?”
Ted—“Lays ghosts, I suppose.”—
Life.
SNUBBED.
“Good morning!” said the cyclone to
the flood.
“I don’t know you,” replied the flood,
“you put on too many airs for me.”—
Manse fs.
THE SLANG OF THE DAY.
First Baseballist—“And when tho old
man instead of the girl met you at the
door, did you make a home run?”
Second Baseballist—“No, I was shut
out .”—Terre Haute Express.
BASE INGRATITUDE.
Mrs. Baskley—“What’s the matter,
Henry? You look disgusted.”
Baskley—“Why, I gave a poor widow
teu dollars on the sly to buy* coal with,
and she didn’t tell anybody.”
A VALUABLE SUBJECT.
Howard—“A penny for your thoughts
—but I suppose you value them at more
than that.”
Edith—“Oh, no! the fact is, I was
thinking of you just then.”— Munsey's.
HIS PROFESSION.
“If you’ll go to work, I’ll give you
something to cat, ” said the kind hearted
woman.
“I can’t follow my profession unless
you do,” returned the tramp, “for I am
an after dinner speaker.”— Life.
SHE OWNS THEM.
“I wonder if Miss De Wigg’s teeth are
her oavu,” said Mrs. Squildig to her hus¬
band.
“Yes,” replied Squildig. “I happen
to knoAv the dentist she bought them of
and he told me she paid cash for them.
A REFLECTION RESENTED.
She—“I know Harry Hopkins must
have a mercenary motive in this match.
How can he love Miss Van Million when
she is so much older than he is?”
He—“Oh, you do the boy injustice.
Even if he doesn't love her, lie venerates
her.”— Life.
AN AD AMI,ESS EDEN.
Mr. Adams—“You don’t mean to say
that you have to carry all your letters into
town from the college?”
Miss Poughkeepsie—“Yes, indeed;
they are so strict at Vassar, that they
w’on’t even allow a mail box on the
grounds. ”— Munsey's.
TRIED HIS ’PRENTICE HAND AT REPARTEE.
“Sir,” said $n apprentice to his master,
“when a very clever and a very stupid
person are together in one room, and
the clever one goes away, avIio is left?”
“Why, of course, the stupid one.”
“Then good-bye, •sir.” said the ap¬
prentice, aud went.— Sonntagsblatt.
LIKE THE MURDERER.
Sensation Reporter—“It was purely a
love match. It seemed as if-fate brought
these two people together. Neither could
resist the other—aud so they Averc mar
ried.”
Friend—“And how did John meet his
fate?”
Sensation Reporter—“Unflinchingly.”
FITTING IN FULL TIME.
Time Keeper—"Look here, Donovan,
I can’t understand how vou made seven
teen hours on Thursday.” *Oi
Donovan—“Shure shtarted . two
hours before Oi began, an' Oi wurrked
all dinner toime whin Oi was restin’, ani
afther Oi left off Oi wurrked for two
hours more, an’ that makes me toime
out .’’—Funny Folks.
cuyinc her uncle
"Uncle JohD,” said little Emily, “Do
you know that a baby that icns fed on
eiephant s milk ^3incd twcQiv pounds m
a week.
"Nonsense: Impossible" esck.med , . .
J* Lncle John, ’ and then asked; "Yvhose
as , y wa* it . „
.
•H the elephant baby, .. repl.ed
was s
little Etpily —nw.tmta Fun.
CAUSE AND EFFECT.
Bad Boy—“Lick me, an’ ye’ll be
sorry- -
Teacher (holding tae rattan aioft ;
"YYhy.
“ ‘Cause, if you do^ it ^ 11 maKe my
hands sore, an if they re sore I can t
ketch in to-morrow s game, an if I don t
ketch the game 11 be lost an the name
° tbe scbo0i draggtuin the dust. See.
Lawrence American.
SAME BRAND OF PAINT.
Eastern Dame—‘.‘You certainly must
admit, West my not dear, handsome that the women those of of the the | '
are as as
East.”
Western Damsel—“In what respect ?”
Eastern Dame—“Well, you have no
such complexions out here as we have.’’
Western Damsel—“Oh, I am sure you
must be mistaken. We use exactly the (
same things. ”— America.
A HONEYMOON* LX ECLlrSE.
“Mr. Digby told me he didn't enjoy
his wedding tour. Queer sort of state¬
ment. wasn’t it?”
“Why, no, Auntie; not under the
circumstances.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you see Mrs. Digby had such a
horror of people taking Digby and her
for a bridal couple that she took a
chaperone along.”— Life.
WHEN* DOCTORS DISAGREE.
Dr. Hocus (gruffly)—“Madam, there is
absolutely no hope. Y'our child will
die.”
Dr. Focus (kindly)—“I quite agree
with all that Dr. Hocus has said, but,
with careful nursing, I think the child
will probably live.”
Dr. Bolus (timidly)—“I am entirely in
accord with Dr. Hocus and Dr. Pocus,
and I—I think—the—child—will—that
is to say—will neither live nor die.”—
Harvard Lampoon.
FOG WAS FACETIOUS.
“Thanks,” said Fogg, most gracious¬
ly, to the waiter who presented the lig¬
neous toothpicks at the close of the
meal; “no, I thiuk I don’t care*for them
—I’ve had quite enough. And, besides,
my physician has warned me that they
are the very worst things I can put inte
my stomach.”
The waiter tarried sufficiently long to
ascertain that no tip was forthcoming,
and then he .retired to inform the wait¬
ing gentleman at the next table that a
lunatic had broken away from some asy¬
lum .—Boston Transcript.
A TR AIT OF THE SEX.
“My wife,” said Jones to Smith, as
they sat smoking in the dining room, “is
going out shopping. She has been up¬
stairs before her looking glass for an
hour, but I will bet she will have a ques¬
tion to ask about her appearance before
she goes out.”
“Think so,” said Smith.
“I’m sure of it.”
Just then Mrs. Jones tripped down
stairs, and looking into the dining room,
said:
“Good-bye, dear, I'm going. Oh! by
the way,” she added, “is my hat
straight ?”—Boston Courier.
IT IS DIFFERENT NOW.
Sunday School Superintendent (ex¬
plaining the lesson)—“Many of these
Scripture names, children, have a special
meaning. Can anyone of y*ou tell me
the signification of this name, ‘Iclia
bod? 1 7?
Several Voices—“The glory has de¬
parted.”
Superintendent—“Correct. If, then,
you wished to convey the idea that some
man—say a politician—had become un¬
popular and could no longer succeed in
any of his ambitions you (smiling pleas¬
antly) would call him--”
Whole School—‘ ‘Dennis!”— Chicago
Tribune.
THE MESSENGER BOY AND THE TORTOISE.
It happened once that a messenger boy
was taunting a tortoise with his inability
to smoke cigarettes or pitch penaies.
‘ ‘What you say is true,” replied the
tortoise, U h,ut Nature gives different gifts
to different creatures. I may not be able
to smoke cigarettes nor to make a con¬
fiding woman pay thirty-seven cents and
car-fare for delivering a message to hei
dressmaker in the next block, but I can
beat you in a foot race.”
The messenger boy’s Spanish blood
'was roused and he accepted the tortoise’s
challenge. The tortoise was so confident
of victory that after he had gone a little
distance he went into a convenient door
way and went to sleep. Perceiving
which, the messenger boy persevered,
and by diligent effort Avon the race.
Moral: The race is not always to the
swift.— Life.
NArOLEONS IN FINANCE.
A most appalling sound Avas heard ii,
the nursery, aud the astonished father,
Avith his hair on end, ran to see what was
the matter. He opened the door and
looked in. Willie was sitting astride
his drum, kicking it. Avith both feet.
Johnny was twisting the cat’s tail and
bringing forth howls of dire agony.
Tommy avu 3 whirling a rattle, Bobby
Stapleford, a neighbor’s boy, was super¬
intending a fight between tAvo vociferous
dogs; Harry Plugmore, another visitor,
w r as jumping up and down on an empty
barjgd, half a dozen other casual young¬
sters Avere pounding tin-pans, and al!
were yelling at the tops of their voices.
hat is the meaning of this unearth
ly racket ? demanded the father as soon
a! ) be could make himself heard above the
d ' n •
“YY'e're playing Chicago Board ol
Trade,” replied Willie. “Fellers, let
’er go once more!”
And pandemonium broke loose again.
— Chicago Tribune.
HE AL! ' 0 HAD r,tLE3 ‘
^ iad opened a restaurant in Buffalo
and a f ter two or three weeks he called at
a ba nk 10 get the cash on a small check
received . from some one in Philadelphia,
“Have to be identified, sir, said the
teller as he shoved it back.
“But I am Blank of the new restau¬
rant around the corner.”
“Must be identified.”
“This is parable to me or order, and
«•" P r0,estel ,he
“""A help it, sir. Rules of the
**
The man went out and brought some
a., back toSdantifv faim. and the money .CL
was , handed ■, , over. v,__ Three days later the
teller dropped « in for a lunch at the new
He had taken a seat and
„i„, n Ms order , th , proprietor ap
proaehed him and said:
“Have to be identified, sir.”
“How! What?”
“Have to be identified before you can
get anything here sir.
“Identified? I don t understand you,”
protested the teller,
“Plain as day, sir. Rule of the house
that all bank officials have to be identi¬
fied. Better go out and find some re¬
sponsible party who knows you.”
“Hanged if I do!” growled the teller,
and he reached for his hat and coat and
banged the door hard as he went out.—
New York Stu\.
-A- 4 TOUPUTIO lolli Li/u PO DUixl* AT*
A WONDERFUL LITTLE VESSEL
ADDED TO OUR NAVY,
Stie Runs From Washington to Nftw
York in Fast Time—A Descrip¬
tion of the Craft—How She
Will Be Used.
A recent issue of the Washington Stcn
says; A long, low, narrow little boat,
painted n dirty gray, with two flat smok<
Stacks and a couple of warty-looking tur ;
rets protruding from her round back, lies
tied to a wharf at the navy yard, thl
centre of admiration and comment. Hei
crew, consisting of sixteen brawny-look
ing fellows, with their wide trousers
rolled up to their knees, were splashing
around on the wharves this morning with
water buckets and cleaning a lot o!
wooden gratings. The little vessel was
the new torpedo boat Cushing, recently
built by Herreschoff, the blind inventor,
for the United States navy, and she ar¬
rived at the yard last.evening at about (
o’clock, after a twenty-eight-hour rile
from New York in a heavy sea, Thit
vessel is probably one of the swiftest evei
put into the water, her record last week
of running from Newport to New Ytork
in six hours and fifty-seven minutes
being the best on record by seven min¬
utes.
A Star reporter visited the whar!
where the Cushing lies this morning
shortly after 10 o’clock and found every¬
thing in a bustle, ship cleaning. Lieu
tenant Herbert’Winslow, the commaudei
of tho brisk little vessel, had gone to th<
Navy Department to report his arrival,
and Ensign William Truxtun, the execu¬
tive, was in charge.
“YYe passed under the Brooklyn
Bridge Saturday afternoon at 2 o’clock
precisely,” said Ensign Truxtun, “head
ed for sea, and when we struck the out¬
side weather we found it very r6ugh
The seas were quite high, and we wen
almost completely covered with spray,
We ran along easily, however, with onlt
one boiler working, and after a stead]
passage reached here at 6 p. m. yes'ter
day, making the trip in twenty-eighi
hours. Our speed averaged over ftfteei
knots, and sometimes we ran as high a;
seventeen knots an hour. We are all ton
up down below, trying to get the vessel
clean, for we have not had a chance tc
make her look at all decent since we took
her from the hands of the contractors.
Everything is very dirty, and we want tc
brighten up a bit.
The Cushing is a torpedo boat of th<
first class, built entirely of iron and steel,
about 135 feet iu length and 10 feel
beam. She carries two Thonnycroft boil¬
ers, fore and aft, with an engine room ir
the middle, and can make, on spurts ol
an hour or more, about 22 knots an hour
On her trial trip, when she made hei
fastest speed, she ran for four consecu¬
tive hours without a break of any de¬
scription.
At present sire has no armament what¬
ever, but when completed by the Govern¬
ment she will be provided with two tor¬
pedo tubes amidships and one in th»
bow.
The ordnance department of the navj
Us now waiting, before putting in tin
tubes, to find out whether or not th<
How’ell auto-mobile torpedo is a success.
It is now being tried by a board, and ii
found to come up to the claims of th<
inventor, will be used on the Cushing.
A number of rapid-fire guns will b<
mounted on the deck of the vessel “ec
esclielon,” and this will complete the
biting powers of the boat.
She is designed to run up on an enemy
under cover of a heavy fire from, her own
fleet, to surprise the antagonist, if pos¬
sible, and shoot out a torpedo before she
is discovered. If a shot should strike
her, good bye! Her sides and deck arc
covered with quarter-inch steel, which is
the heaviest material used on her, and
the only protection she has from an
enemy’s fire comes from her coal bunkers
on each side, extending from one boiler
to the other. She carries about 30 tons
of coal.
Near her sharp prow*, on the highest
part of her curved deck, is a pilot house
or conning tower of iron, round, with
sides slanting slightly and a turtle-back
roof that screws up and down, thus allow¬
ing a ventilating space of several inches
all around. Glass ports are fixed in the
sides for sighting. From this tower the
vessel is run and fought, her steering
apparatus being controled by steam
xvorked by hand gear in the tower. Here
is also the firing gear of the torpedo tube,
which comes up from near the water lino
to within a foot or two of the tower.
Abaft the smokestacks is a second tower,
to be used in case the forward one is shot
away, and here is a hand steering appar¬
atus.
The vessel is very low and sharp and
cuts long xvaves very easily. She rolls
3lightly, but not unpleasantly, reeover
ing herself without a jerk, She is cx
tremely steady in a sea way, her dis¬
proportionate length keeping her from
pitching.
The Cushing will probably be here for
a month or six Aveeks and may be fitted
with her armament while here. It is
quite possible that Secretary Tracy may
send her down the river on a test run,
and in this case she will open the eyes of
the river boatmen.
Gold Coin is Seldom Counterfeited.
“Gold coin is seldom counterfeited foi
the reason that it takes some gold to run
the business and the machinery for doing
the work is expensive. Gold coins must
be made from dies and not cast, and
while almost any mechanic can make a
silver dollar, it takes a good deal of an
artist to get up a counterfeit $5 gold
piece, I am told, writes Miss Grundy,
Jr., in the Chicago Times , that only one
bogus $20 gold piece has ever been dis¬
covered and this bears the date of 1850.
In this case a genuine double eagle was
split in two and as much gold as possible
was scooped out of the inside of it. Other
metal was then put in to make up the
weight and the coin was then put to
gether again. It was a filled coin rather
than a counterfeit and was actually worth
about $7. Several $10 gold pieces haA’c
been counterfeited, and the most danger¬
ous is that of 1847. The first $5 gold
piece was issued in 1850, and about
tAA*enty-two other issues have appeared
since theD.
The most skillful counterfeits in gold
that were ever made are dated 1882.
The Chinese are adepts at filling gold
coin, and they will take 1000 silver dol¬
lars and get a grain or so out of each < ina
arid think they are making money by pass*
ing them again. YVomen have little to
do in the rilling of coin, and such filled
coins as are in circulation are made by
men
A Hunter’s Romance.
For ninny years the home of Abraham
WitVwington was in a small house a short
distance east of the inclosure, and lit
cultivated a few adjoining acres; this
with hunting and fishiug occupied his
time. It is said that when about twenty
eight years of age he became deeply at¬
tached to an Indian maiden, a member of
a tribe then quite numerous in the eastern
part of the State. He was a great fa
vprite with most of the tribe, particu¬
larly with this girl’s father and brother.
Abrahain had hunted much with the In
dians, and was looked ou with as much
favor as any of the tribe by all with the
exception of one, a young Indian who
had made advances to the maiden. Being
of a sullen, morose and treacherous dis
position, he was regarded kindly by but
few, and was a bitter enemy ot A bra
ham, not only on account of the favor
shown him by the girl,b.ut because Abra
ham had been the more successful liun
ter, and at one of the trials of skill in
the use of the rifle had Shown himself the
better marksman. On the evening of
this day Abraham and the girl were
standing near a large tree in conversa
lion; tvheii the report of si gun disturbed
the quiet of the evening, and the ball
struck the tree near which they stood,
Although nothing certain was known
about it, the shot was thought to have 1
been fired by this Indian.
The hunter and the girl married short
iy after this and wont to his home a few
miles distant, where he culivated a small
farm. Six months after the marriage
Witheringtou left home early in the
morning in pursuit of game, leaving his
young wife in health and happiness, and
returned in the evening to find her a
corpse. A great wound on the head told
the fearful talc. Friends found the lius
band almost a maniac, but after the sim
pie funeral rites an unnatural calmness
came over the man. Although he was
kind and affable to all, there seemed in
him a fixed purpose that did not sleep,
The Indian suitor was suspected of the
crime, but he had disappeared and was
not seen again, but rumor said that a
bullet from the hunter’s rifle found and
sent him to answer for his evil deed.—
Forest and Stream.
A Wonderful Freak of Lightning;
Apropos of the damage done by light*
ning to the big Clark chimney at New¬
ark, N. J., and the wide public interest
which has been feltiu the daring method
of its repair, w*e have heard of a much
more singular similar occurrence, which
we believe has never yet found its way
into print.
About six months ago, one of the many
stacks at tho Barbour Linen Thread
Works at Paterson, N. J., was struck by
lightning in the most peculiar manner.
The chimney is a square brick structure
about 100 feet high. The electrical bolt
struck it about thirty feet from its sum¬
mit, cut it clean in two horizontally, so
that the upper section was lifted clean
off the remainder and dropped back into
place so squarely that it remained bal¬
anced and standing, though swaying a
little in the strong wind. Not wishing
to attempt to rebuild the chimney dur¬
ing the winter the company caused a
scaffolding to be built and a broad iron
baud to be rigged around the fracture a
little distance out from the chimney,
forming a trough into which cement was
packed, thereby rendering the chimney
temporarily safe. During the summer
the stack will be taken down to the point
of fracture and rebuilt.
We will make a small wager that
among all the recorded freaks of light¬
ning it would be difficult to match this;
and were it not that we have the particu¬
lars from Mr. Barbour himself, a journal
of the high veracity of the Dry Goods
Economist would hesitate before giving
the story to its readers. The facts of
the case are'amply vouched for, however,
and it is only strange that the curious oc¬
currence has not previously been com¬
mented upon .—Dry Goods Economist.
The Smallest of Twins.
Mrs. Charles Orton, wife of the cough
drop man Avho is known by nearly every
person iu the two cities, has given birth
to tivc of the smallest babies that there is
any authentic record of. The babies
Aveigh three-quarters of a pound and one
pound respectively, and are avcII de¬
veloped and apparently in perfect health.
The neAvs soon spread over the neighbor¬
hood of the arrival of the tiny strangers,
and the house was thronged with curious
women until at last it was necessary for
Mrs. Orton’s health to exclude visitors
from the house. Four days after birth
a dozen or more gathered in the house,
and scales were procured from a grocery
store nChr by. The babies were Aveighed,
and the boy tipped the beam at one
pound, while the girl’s weight was one
quarter of a pound short of this. Mrs.
Sadie Gray, the nurse in charge of the
midgets, Avas present at the weighing,
and she said that both babies had gained
at least three ounces since their birth.
She Avas sure that when born the weight
of the two .was not moro thao three
four** of a pound aud a half pound re
sportively. Either child could be hidden
under a -plait measure, or both could be
stowed away comfortably in an ordinary
overcoat overcoat nocket pocket, Both iiotnnave have black Clack hair hair
and have very pretty faces .—Pittsburg
Commercial Commercial Gazette CazMe.
Pineapple Goth.
Still another textile material bids fair
to rival jute. This time it is the pine¬
apple fiber, and a Mr. R. Blechynden, of
Calcutta,is attempting to awaken interest
to the great economic value of this
product. The pineapple has long been
cultivated for its fiber in India, while it
is manufactured into a'cloth in the Phil¬
ippines, and Avoven into linen in China.'
But more recent investigations show that,
Avhen subjected to the process of bleach
ing, the fiber becomes pliant enough to
be spun like flax, and by the same ma
chinerv. This fiber can be sub-divided
into threads of such delicacy as to be
barely perceptible, and yet sufficiently
strong for any purpose .—Brooklyn Citi
ten.
Expenses at the White House.
The bulk of the expenses of the White
House are paid by the President out of
his salary. Congress, however, annually
appropriates a contingent fund which
meets a part of them, This is understood
to cover all repairs and furnishings of the
mansion, the care of the grounds, green¬
houses, etc., and the salaries of employes
and nightwatchmen, doorkeepers, jani¬
tors and policemen, also the President’s
private secretary and assistant clerks, and
finally such expenses as stationery and
postage stamps. But it depends some¬
what «n the President’s wish what shall
be included under this contingent fund.
—Star Sayings.
The World Filling Up
According to Mr , Giffen. a few genera
lions more will see the end of i niig rn
tion, because there will be no room foi
more emigrants, all the blank habitable
Space having been occupied. Mr. Giffen
is a master of statistics: but his manipu¬
lation of figures tri support of this rat hot
dismal theory is open to objection. Take
the case of the United States—at the
present time the most attractive emigra¬
tion fieRU, Uncle Sam's territory, exclu¬
sive of Alaska, amounts, speaking rough
tv, to about. 3,000,000 square miles. One
third of this Mr. Giffen deducts as uniu
habitable; but, if ever the rest of the
country becomes as populous as western
Europe, the Americans will soon imd
means of utilizing and fertilizing their
sage-brush and alkali deserts. Then, of
the remaining 2,000,000 square miles, he
says that only about 100,000 square miles
remain to be cultivated, implying that
that is the only tract open to the agricul
tural immigrant. But any one who has
visited that “great sloven continent, as
Nathaniel Hawthorne styled America,
will know that, although the remaining
nineteen twentieths have been alienated
from the State, and have become private
property, only a small percentage ol this
area is cultivated, in the sense in which
cultivation is understood in such coun
tries as England, France, Holland and
Belgium. In the State of Nc\V Y ork
alOne, despite the big city at its southern
extremity, there are hundreds‘of miles of
wild land—land which could and would
be cultivated if the pressure of popula
tioii needed it. Depend oil if that and the
United States, and still more Canada
Australasia, Vvill need an abundance Of
strong; willing hands for many a year Id
come; and we only regret that the work ■
ing classes of our nation (that is, the
English, as distinguished from the Irish,
the Scotch and the AY elsli) show at the
present time so little desire lor emigra
tion. England alon& ought to send out
at least 300,000 emigrants yearly; and,
in their new homes, they would do more
to preserve the unity of the Empire than
any artificial federation schemes.— Lon
don Standard.
Women as Detectors of Counterfeits.
The secret service department of the
United States Treasury has frequently tu
use women as detectives or assistants to
other detectives. Many of the counter¬
feits are detected right here in the Treas¬
ury Department, and the lady counters of
the Treasury surpass the bank cashiers iu
their delicacy of- touch and the accuracy
with which they pass upon the genuine¬
ness of a bill. All bank notes are
strained through the tellers and cashiers
of the various banks before they come
here, and these girls pass upon tho
strainings. They note to an atom just
how the paper on which the bank notes
are printed should feel,and 1 liuve heard
it said that there is one girl in tho
Treasury who once detected a counterfeit
in the middle of a pile of money six
inches thick by merely seeing the thin
edge of it. This may not bo true, but
equally wonderful things happen in this
big money mill every day. These count¬
ers get only $75 a month, and many of
them save the Government more than
that in tho counterfeits which they detect
in a week. YVomen have to do with the
destroying the bad bills and all counter¬
feits which once get into tho Treasury
never get out again. The letters “BAD”,
arc punched into them by a patent punch¬
ing machine over which a woman pre¬
sides, and the American female thus acts
here as the goddess of justice as she does
outside among these gangs of thieves as
the goddess of vice. — Chicago Times.
The Tornado and Its Roar.
As the tornado approaches an inde¬
scribable roar is heard. It has beenlikened
to the bellowing of a million mad bulls,
the roar of ten thousand trains of cars,
etc. This is a most significant fact, and
one that has not been sufficiently dwelt
upon. The roar was analyzed by one ob¬
server, and Was found to be precisely
similar to a continuous roar or rumble of
thunder. It is at present regarded as a
distinct electrical phenomenon, The
warning sights and sounds that precede
the tornado are quickly followed by the
funnel-cloud itself, like a great balloon
sweeping its neck round and round with
terrible fury, and destroying everything
in its path. It has been likened to an
enormous elephant’s trunk. It whirls
with almost incredible velocity in its mad
career, with a motion back and forth,
sometimes leaving the earth a moment,
then bounding back to continue its
havoc. The whole destruction occupies,
is a rule, but three or four minutes; but
in that time the stanchest houses of
brick or stone have been demolished, and
sorroAv and ruin have been spread all
along its path. The hurricane cloud has
been known to whirl at a speed of 260
miles an hour, and at times it attains
much higher momentum.— Commerce.
Advertiser.
An Interesting War Episode.
Captam Robert t> , . , Wateon ir , Fuller, „ ,, an ohl . ,
!T “ ’JT XT ™ £ Brooklyn 0, ,) merlCa,, recently, “ ,,ln at = "f the
; T ,, (“TT ? " ' <**-““ ,l! . n 1 ; f" ! ' 0 ’
maet J- thlrd y ear Uhc last T- shl P he I"
-
commanded ’ the sailing b vessel Metropo- 1
llS ’ Was Sf;,zcd . , and , . l > u ™ cd by General ,
Butler at New Orleans during the Civil
YY r ar. The Metropolis was loading at
New Orleans Avhen the Avar broke out,
and was seized by the Confederates. She
was released upon condition that her cap¬
tain Avould haul dosvn the Stars and
Stripes and replace them with Dixie's
j flag. This he consented to do, iu order
j to save ship and cargo.
After he got out of the Mississippi
River and into the Gulf of Mexico he
fell in with a Federal cruiser, which
promptly seized the Metropolis as a prize.
Captain Fuller’s explanation as to A\-hy
tke Stars and Bars flew at hi mast
head was not satisfactory to the Union
authorities, so the Metropolis was
burned. The identical flag which was
lowered at the request of the Confed
ates was buried Avith Captain Fuller, in
accordances with his last whiles. It con¬
tains only twenty-six stars.
Novel Use of the Phonograph.
Dr. J. YY. Fewkes has turned the
phonograph to a novel use. I>r. Fewkes
has devoted a great deal of time and at¬
tention to the history of the Passama
quoddy Indians, many of whose legends
are remakable for their beauty. He has
also succeeded in recording by the phono¬
graph for the edification of future gener¬
ations, a number of songs, tales and
conversations of the Passamaquoddies-,
which can now be listened to Avith in¬
tense interest, and, in the days to come,
will assume very high historical value as
mementoes of a departed race.— Times
Dernocrat,