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i WALKER’S VENGEANCE.
Between the years 1863 and 1805 a full
thousand people heard the story of Grim
Walker. That was during the fiercest
part of our civil war, and minor inci
dents were speedily absorbed and forgot
ten. I doubt if there are a score at peo
ple living to-day who can recall the de
tails of this singular man's adventures,
and I do not remember that anything
aavo a brief outline of the massacre of
Lis family has ever appeared in print.
I was a pony express rider on the
Overland route. That meant helping to
to guard stages, carrying a light mail on
my saddle, forwarding dispatches, taking
my turn to act as agent of some stable
and various other things which need not
bo explained. There wero then several
great trails leading west from the borders
of civilization, and all were more or less
traveled, but the favorite routes were
from St. Joseph and Council Bluffs, tho
one t>eing known as tho northern and the
oilier as the southern route. I was on a
route along tho Platte river, west of
Fort Kearney,, which was sometimes
fifty miles long and sometimes 125, ac
cording to the way the Indians were be
having and the number of men we had
for service.
Grim Walker was a pioneer named
Charles 0. Walker, from near Iowa
City. He was a giant in size, naturally
sour and taciturn of disposition, and his
family consisted of a wifo and three
children. While tho country was ex
cited over the civil war, and travel by
tho overland had almost come to a stop
except in cases of necessity, Walker and
others formed an immigrant jiarty to
make a push for the golden land. When
I first heard of them they numhered
twenty wagons and sixty *r seventy
people, and were on the Platte, east of
Kearney, which was then dangerous
ground. When the outfit reached Kear
ney some were for turning hack, others
for electing a new captain, others for set
tling down near by and establishing
ranches. It seemed that there were
three or four different factions in the
party, and several bitter quarrels had
resulted. In the then state of affairs 200
brave and united men could have scarce
ly hoped to reach the Colorado or Wyo
ming line, for the Indians wero up in
arms on every trail and thirsting for
blood and scalps. When it was known,
therefore, that Grim Walker, as lie had
come to be known, had lieen elected
captain of a faction and intended to push
on at the head of only seven families,
which could muster but nine lighting
men, soldiers, hunters, Indian fighters
mid overland men argued and scolded
and predicted. Not an argument could
move Grim Walker. Not n prodiction
could frighten one of his adherents. It
appeared to them to lx? a case where
manhood and pride were at stake, and
when it was hinted that the military
would restrain them they made secret
preparations and departed at night. It
was an awful tiling for those bigoted and
determined men to drive their wives and
children, consisting of t wenty-two people,
to a horrible death, but nothing sliort of
a battle with the military would iiavo
stopped them.
They left Kearney one night about 10
o'clock, drawing away quietly and
traveling at their licst Sliced. They could
not have gone ten miles before being dis
covered by the Indians. A party of
twenty of us left over tho some trail at
noon next day, and we had gone only
fifteen miles when we found evidences
that the little party, which was keeping
along the Platte, had lieen attacked.
This must have been about daylight.
Boon after sunrise they laid been driven
to shelter in a grove of cottonwoods, but
lx-fore reaching it one of tho men ltad
lieen killed and scalped, a wagon had
broken down and been abandoned, and
stray bullets had killed a woman and a
child as they cowered down behind the
cargo of the wagons. At 4 o'clock in the
afternoon we came to the grove, driving
away the last, of the savages, but we
were too late. Such a spectacle as we
there beheld was enough to sicken the
heart of the bravest Indian fighter. The
little party had lieen attacked by about
800 redskins, and the fight had lasted for
half a day. As near as we could figure
from blood spots on the earth fourteen In
dians had been killed, and there were
bloody trails to show that as many more
had been wounded. The foolhardy men had
died game as an offset. We made out
that their ramp had been carried by a
charge, and that the last of the fighting
was hand to hand. Five of the women
had been carried off into horrible captiv
ity. while all others had lieen butchered—
nil save Grim Walker. The bodies had
been cut and hacked and mutilated in a
terrible manner, but we could have
identified Walker by his size, even had
he been decapitated. The immigrants’
horses had all been killed, the wagons
plundered and burned, and the savages
were bundling up some of the plunder
when we came in sight and drove them
away. AU that was left us was the sad
work of burying the corpses.
A month later we heard that Grim
Walker had escaped from the fight,
breaking out of the grove and riding off
on a horse just as the conflict closed in.
Men belonging to the Overland had met
and talked with him east of Kearney.
He had three wounds, but seemed un
conscious of them as he briefly related
the story of the fight, and vowed that he
would have the lives of five Indians for
every white person who had perished.
Nothing further was heard of him until
June of the following year. I was then
in government employ as a scout and dis
patch rider, and was on the Smoky Hill
fork of the Kansas river, twenty miles
west of Fort McPherson, riding with two
other scouts, when we came upon Grim
Walker. He had gone east after the
massacre, and had built for himself a
^bullet proof wagon. It was a great cage
i wheels, and everything about it was
de of iron. Wheels, box. bottom,
every part of it was bullet proof. :
a pierced or loopholed in fifty places
—Aetry, ventilated at the top and j
awn by four mules. The man !
ave had considerable means at bis |
1 to pay for a vehicle like that,
> had come all the way from Coun- ;
~ - alone. The interior was fitted j
i a sleeping berth, iron tanks for !
; food and water, and he had come !
i the plains to keep his vow. But ]
! primness the idea would have
Aangh. He must have been en
many long days, and he cer-
paased through many perils.
We heard afterward that aa he readied
the fort one afternoon, and it became
known that he would push on, every
effort was made to dissuade him. For
a time he was silent, grim, deaf. Then
lie pointed to the northeast and said:
“There lie the bones of my children
and friends, and I will not rest until I
have avenged them thrice over.”
They told him the country was alive
with hostiles, and that every rod of the
way was beset with perils; but as the
son went down he harnessed his mules
to the iron tongue, climbed into the
saddle, and without a nod of farewell to
any one he rode to the west in the
gathering gloom—more grim, more de
termined, more of a devil than a human
being. He had traveled a good share of
tho night oyer a country in which death
TuHreiJme^SyfSffiffiV Bbt the watchful
savages had not espied him. He had
traveled until mid-aftemoon next day
along a trail where savages outnumbered
the snakes twenty to one, but somehow
they had missed him. We were riding
at full speed for the fort, keeping the
shelter of the dry ravines and the valleys,
and expecting at any moment to be pur
sued when we ran upon Grim Walker.
His wagon stood on the open prairie, at
least half a mile from the river and the
shelter of the cottonwoods. The four
mules had been unharnessed and turned
out to graze, and the man was cooking
his supper at u campfire, the smoke of
which would draw Indians for ten miles
around. Our astonishment when we
found him there alone kept ils dumb for
a few minutes. We sat on our horses
and stand at him, and he greeted our
presence by a mere nod. When I recog
nized him as Grim Walker I began to
suspect the enterprise he had on foot,
anil after I had put a few questions he
briefly explained:
“I am here to kill Indians. You can
lixik my wagon over if you care to.”
It was what I have described. He had
a barrel or more of fresh water, a lot of
flour and meat, a small stove to cook on
and a perfect arsenal of firearms. It
was evident tliat the Indians could not
get at him with bullets, nor tomahawk,
nor fire, and it would take weeks to
starve him out. There was only one
thing that troubled the man. His stock
would lie killed off at once when lie was
attacked, and lie would then have no
way of moving his wagon. We helped
him out of his dilemma by agreeing to
take the animals to the fort. The har
nesses were piled into his house, and it
was understood that he would come for
the mules when he wanted them. He
had a compass, and wo gave him the ex
act bearings, and as wo rode away lie was
preparing to toast another piece of meat,
seemingly utterly unconcerned over the
dangers of Ills surroundings. As to wiiat
happened him during the next three
weeks I had a few meagre details from
his own lips, but plenty of information
from warriors who afterward became
•friendly." That is, when licked out of
their boots half a dozen times, their vil
lages destroyed, many of their ponies
shot, and their squaws and children
driven to temporary starvation, they
cried for peace in order to recruit and
make ready for another campaign.
The campfire which Grim Walker built
saved the three of us from being am
bushed. A warrior told me that forty-
savages were lietween us and the fort
when the smoke led them to believe that
a largo party of immigrants must be
camped in tho lxittoms. It could only
be a large party which would dare build
such a fire in a hostile country. The
warriors wero all drawn off by a signal
to attack the larger game, and before
sundown that evening 200 murderous
redskins were opening their eyes very
wide at sight of the one lone wagon an
chored on the prairie under their noses.
How did it get there? Where were the
horses or mules? Was it occupied?
They must have asked themselves these
questions over and over again, but there
stood the wagon, grim, silent, mysterious.
The whole hand finally moved down for
a closer inspection, believing the vehicle
to have been abandoned, and hopeful
that something in the 6liape of plunder
had been left behind. They had come
close—they had entirely surrounded the
vehicle—when a sheet of flame darted
from one of the port holes, and Grim
Walker had begun to tally his victims.
Before the redskins could get out of
range he had killed seven of them, using
shot guns and buckshot. It was only
when they came to return the lire that
the savages discovered what sort of a
vehicle had been hauled out there among
them. They wasted hundreds of bullets
before they ceased firing, and with a rifle
Walker killed two more of them before
night set in.
The superstitious nature of the Indian
would have driven him away had he not
burned for revenge. And. too. it was
argued that the wagon must contain
something of great value to have been
built that way. and greed was added to
the thirst for vengeance. They believed
that the bottom of the box, at least, was
of wood, and about tliree hours after
dark a number of warriors, each having
a bunch of dry grass under his arm.
crept forward to the vehicle to start a
fire under it. They crept as noiselessly
as serpents, but before a man of them
had passed under a double barreled shot
gun belched forth its contents, and two
more bucks set out for the happy hunt
ing grounds. Next day. refusing to be
lieve that a wagon could be bullet proof,
the Indians opened a fusilade. which was
maintained for two hours. They were
behind trees and logs and under cover,
and not a shot was provoked in re
sponse. Various schemes were concocted
to get at the wagon, which was finally
believed to contain a party of hunters,
but none promised success. At noon,
however, a number of young warriors
volunteered to carry out a plan. There
were twelve of them, and they were to
approach the wagon in a wide circle.
The idea was to seize and upset it, and
thus render the occupants harmless. The
circle was made, and it gradually nar
rowed until the signal for a rush was
made.
The man within—grim, silent, watch
ful—let the circle close, and the warriors j
seize the wheels before he opened fire. It j
would have taken a dozen stout men to !
have lifted two of the wheels off the
ground. He shot down three of them j
and the others fled in- terror, and half an -
hour later the siege was abandoned and.
the Indians were moving off. For two j
long weeks the wagon remained in that !
spot, an object of curiosity to scouts and j
hunters—an object of awe and menace to
the savages. Then, one morning just at
daylight. Grim Walker came into Fort
McPherson for his mules. He was going
to move his iron cage to a new field. He
replenished his provisions and inside of
two hours was off again, having spoken
less than fifty words during his stay. It
seemed as if he had grown taller, fiercer
—more grim and revengeful. There was
something pitiful in knowing that he
alone had survived the massacre; some
thing mailing in the knowledge that he
naa Become a nemesis whom nothing but
blood would satisfy.
The wagon was moved north to the
headwater of the Saline Fork. One who
has been over the route will wonder how
it could have been done. It was attacked
there one forenoon about 10 o’clock by a
hand of thirty warriors, who had been
raiding on the Solomon’s river. The
mules were staked out, and Grim Walker
sat at his camp fire. The warriors
charged up on horseback, believing they
had a hunter’s or surveyor’s outfit, and
while they stampeded and secured the
mules, four of them were killed from the
loopholes of the cage. They came back
again, and another was killed and
two were wounded. Then they dis
covered what sort of an enemy
they had to deal with and with-
ilrew. Grim Walks* and his wggoture
mamed there for a month. When the
Indians would no longer come to him he
set put in search of them, and he became
a veritable terror. Twenty different war
riors whom I interviewed between 1864
and 1867 told me that Walker was more
feared than a hundred Indian fighters.
He killed everything he came to that was
Indian, including squaws, ponies, chil
dren, and dogs. No camp felt safe from
him. He had the ferocity of a hungry
tiger and the cunning of a serpent. He
used his iron wagon as a headquarters,
and made raids for fifty miles around.
During the summer our scouts 6aw
Walker or his wagon once a fortnight.
He was last seen alive on Sept. 2. on the
Republican river, when he had a fresh
Indian scalp at his lielt. He had then
blown up liis wagon with gunpowder and
abandoned it, although he did not state
the fact. His hair and beard had be
come long and unkempt, his clothing
was in nigs, and there could be no doubt
that he had gone mad. On the 15th of
the month, as I rode with an escort of
soldiers south of where he was seen on
the 2d. and fifty miles from the spot, we
found him dead. He lay on a bare knoll,
on the broad of his back, with his arms
folded over his breast and his rifle by his
side. Ills eyes were wide open, as if
looking at the buzzards sailing above
him. and we soon satisfied ourselves that
ho had died from natural causes. He
had a dozen scars and wounds, but disease
had overpowered him, or his work had
lieen done. He had exacted a full meas
ure of vengeance. Better for the Indians
had they let his immigrant party pass on
in peace, for he had brought mourning
to a hundred lodges.—New York Sun.
ON A MCE PLANTATION.
Digestibility of Breadstuff*.
Dr. Walzen Muller, the German physi
ologist, remarks upon the common idea
that an admixture of bran with flour
renders the latter much easier of diges
tion. and asserts that the smallest com
minution of the grain, as well as the
amount of husky portion retained in the
well known Graham flour, produces a
slight irritation of the digestive organs,
which results in the separation of the
Iiepsin from the husk of the grain, ad
mitting of its mixture with the gastric
fluids, thus greatly facilitating the pro
cess of assimilation; this mechanical irri
tation, particularly in the case of the
aged and weak, being otherwise produci
ble only by the use of alcoholic and sim
ilar stimulants.
Dr. Muller is of the opinion that bread
should not be made without salting, for
the reason that the starch of the flour
contains a large amount of the salt of
potash, which neutralizes much salt in
the system. Again, dry bread which has
been baked some little time is most
healthful, as the chewing process must
of necessity be thorough and the bread
consequently fully salivated previous to
its entrance into the stomach. He also
particularly urges the desirability of mix
ing the dough of bread with milk.—Chi
cago Tribune,
Care of Horses* Feet.
It is generally conceded by horsemen
that lameness originates chiefly in the
faulty treatment of the horse’s foot.
This fact suggests several recommenda
tions for the mitigation of the evil: First,
bare feet. It may be stated as a general
proposition that any horse with fairly
good feet need never be shod at all. Ill
the barefooted horse the heels spread out,
the frogs descend, ridges form upon the
soles, giving to the bottom of the feet a
good purchase upon either a rough or
smooth surface. He soon learns to rely
upon lximself and so adjusts his equilib
rium to motion that he neither strains
himself, nor slips nor stumbles. Horse
men have often given this plan a short,
faint-hearted trial, but on the first mani
festations of foot soreness at the end of a
few weeks, and before the feet have be
come inured to the change, usually have
the shoes replaced again.—Spirit of the
Turf.
The Tree of Death.
On the New Hope battlefield was a
tree upon which the soldiers nailed the
inscription --Tree of Death.’’ Several
Federals were killed behind the tree by
Confederate sliariishooters. The tree
was in advance of the Federal line, and
was about 300 yards from the Confed
erate works. It was used by Federal
skirmishers, who would stand behind it
and load and then step out and fire.
Confederate sharpshooters went along
the Confederate line for nearly a mile in
each direction, and then being so far
from the side of the tree that they could
see behind it, by a cross firing made it.
as dangerous to stand behind the tree as
to stand in front of it. Seven Federals
were killed behind the tree, and it came
to be known as the • -Tree of Death. ‘ ’—
Atlanta Constitution.
Maun ia Which htNhn Flooded.
A Hutaraaqa. Sight.
As soon m the gain root pushes oat
underneath the grain in search for food
a minute point is visible above the groand
reaching up tor light and air. This is Hie
embryo stalk and corresponds with the
germ root. The plant is now in Hie
proper stage for forcing and the stretch
water should he put on at once. Die
water is at first turned on deep, entirely
covering the surface of the squares and
the young plant, drinking in the life giv
ing fluid, commences to rear its head
aloft and reach np for light and air. The
river water is seldom clear—always more
or less tinged with mnd—and the ten
der shoot battles manfully with its semi-
translucent covering to bask in the com
forting rays of the sun.
After the rice has become sufficiently
stretched, or a few inches high—a period
extending through from two to ten
days—the water is slacked down to what
is known as “slack water gauge,” so as
to show the. tops of the plant and give it
necessary air and sunshine. If the plant
is longer than the water is deep, which is
generally the case, it floats its upper
leaves on the surface in long waving
lines across the squares—a singularly at
tractive and beautiful picture., It seldom
happens, however, that the whole planta
tion is under the same treatment at the
same time, for with 500 or 600 acres to
sow, it is a difficult matter in spring,
with freqnent interruptions from rains
and bad weather, to seed down so large
an acreage in time for any one spring
tide for flowing. A large plantation will
run five or six drills and put in some
times sixty-five or seventy acres daily;
but even with as rapid work as this it is
impossible to get all in contemporaneous
ly. Consequently is is a common thing
to see. perhaps, one-fourth of the squares
under the stretch water, another fourth
under charge of the “gun squad,” wait
ing for the tender point to shoot; another
series under the sprout water and the re
mainder in process of planting, all at
once. This necessarily adds greater in
terest and diversity to the process and
prospect.
Sometimes, too, the rice comes up
mixed with “volunteer;” this is the pro
duct of thp grain shaken out during the
previous harvest and scattered broadcast
over the land. This can generally be re
moved bv the hoe, but where it is very
thick sometimes necessitates replowing
and seeding, thus throwing late a por
tion of the crop. This volunteer rice is
hardy and prolific and externally similar
to white rice, but the objection to it is
that the berry is red and greatly reduces
the grade of rice with which it is mixed,
besides totally unfitting it for seed. To
destroy this obnoxious tare the fields are
sometimes thrown into dry crops for a
year or two, or kept under water for a
like time.
It will be remembered that each square
is under separate control, and, except
where two or more are temporarily
united by the check banks washing
through, can be flowed and drained in
dependently at the pleasure of the planter.
A walk over the banks of a plantation at
this period is replete with interest; at
every step the “fiddlers” scurrying from
under your feet and ducking into their
holes, qach one as he disappears waving
aloft in defiance his disproportionate
manacle. Yonder are small squads of
negroes in twos and threes, dragging
with long wooden rakes the floating
Trash and stubble blown by the wind
in masses against the lee banks and
piling it on the pathways. Over
there the rattle of the grain drills is
heard seeding down the few belated
squares. Here is the trunk minder with
his assistant hard at work repairing a
leak. On the canal bank is the overseer
in consultation with the planter on his
daily visit to the fields, his little sail boat
rocking at the wharf down by the
quarter. Attention is called to a defec
tive trunk or a dangerous bank; stretch
water to-morrow, must be turned on
No. 6 and No. 8, and sprout water let off
from 17 and 23. The long cord of the
submerged thermometer is drawn in hand
over hand, its reading carefully taken
and the mean temperature of the water
for the month in the overseer’s handy
note book is compared with that of last
year and dependent operations deduced
and determined. From the high and
dry squares on the further side comes
the casual pop of the musket, while
flocks of daws and hungry crows circle
overhead, awaiting their opportunity to
settle down on the’tsprouting grain. Ev
erything works in its appropriate groove
an 1 little is left to chance.
The stretch water is held at the slack
gauge from twenty to forty days when
the ‘ ‘dry root’ ’ and the leaves correspond
ing to it have put out. The amphibious
and pampered plant has now had enough
of its stimulating though strictly temper
ate beverage, and is ready for a period of
“prohibition” or dry growth.—Southern
Bivouac.
TWO LOVES.
TV woman ho loved, while he dreamed of her.
Danced on till the stars grew dim:
But alone with her heart, from the world apart.
Sat the woman who loved him.
The woman he worshiped only smiled
When be poured out his passionate love.
While the otter somewhere kissed her treasure
A book he had touched with his glove.
The woman he loved betrayed his trust.
And bn wore the scars thro' life;
And be eared not, nor knew, that the other was
But no man called her wife.
Hie woman he loved trod festal halls
While they sang his funeral hymn;
But the sad bells tolled ere the year was old
O'er the woman who loved him.
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
A MODERN GYPSY CAMP.
Has Visited Mecca.
Sir Richard Burton, the celebrated
African and Persian traveler and author,
who at the present moment holds the post
of British consul at Trieste, is the only
European living who has visited the Mo
hammedan holv citv of Mecca.
It has been figured out by some one
that 1.000.000 dollar bills weigh 2,S41
pounds.
Count Beust collected all the carica
tures of himself that appeared during
twenty years, and took great pride in
showing them to visitors at Altenberg.
He also collected newspaper articles- and
pamphlets relating to himself. His mu
sical talent was considerable. Among
his valses the most popular. “Rerour des
Indes.” was dedicated to the Princess of
Wales. His last poem, dated Altenberg,
June, 1886, and entitled "Vorbei.” ap
peared afortnight ago in The Vienna Re
view. It closes with the words "For
giveness to enemies, the battle is over.”
—Chicago Times.
Enduring Quality of Human Hair.
A remarkable illustration of the endur
ing quality of human hair may now be
seen in the British museum, where has
been placed a wig lately foundiii a temple
at niebfes, which is supposed to have
beat worn by an Egyptian priest at a
neriod net less than 3.400 varniun
Ravage* of the Divorce Disease.
When one thinks of the comparatively
small number of divorced persons in his
acquaintance, or within his personal
knowledge, it is hard to believe in the
correctness of the statistics, which show
that in this part of Ohio there is a divorce
to every eight or ten marriages. One
reason for this is that a very large part
of the men and women who are divorced
at all are divorced a second, and even, in
some cases, a third or fourth time. Di
vorce is one of the diseases which is apt
to strengthen its grip on its victims like
the opium habit, and just as chronic
“drunks” furnish a large percentage of
the cases of intoxication in any police
court, so the chronic breakers of mar
riage vows contribute liberally to swell
the shocking records of the divorce
courts.—Cleveland Leader.
The South Sen “Dnk-Duk.”
The curious and little understood cere
monies of the duk-duk are extensively
performed in New Britain and the neigh
boring Duke of York group of the South
Sea islands. It may be described as fol
lows: If A injures B, B burns down G’s
hnt, or makes a hole in his canoe, or
sticks a spear in the pathway so that C is
nearly sure to ran against it B lets C
know that he has injured him, and tbs
reason of it when C is expected to settle
the account with A, the first aggressor.—
Philadelphia Call.
The people of Paris eat 2,000,000 larks
every year.
Micw Beatrice's Baby.
The Princess Beatrice's baby is rocked
in a cradle of polished oak, bought by
the queen in the artisan's section at tbs
Edinburgh exhibition.
Spots c< grease may be effectually re
moved from the nmat fabric by
tbs applicitioD at dry buckwheat floor.
Edgar Z~ Wakeman With an Ancient
Race—Camp by the Roadside.
Any one would be interested in noting
how rapidly the members of a Gypsy
band adjust themselves to their surround
mgs when a camping place has been
reached. Almost within an hour the
place will have all the appearance of
settled abiding. In every direction you
will see in light and shadow the covered
wagons sheltered by the overhanging
foliage of great forest trees, some of the
meanest, poorest type, others rich in
trappings and decorations. Near to each
and scattered about the grass, or carefully
stretched over improvised racks formed
by saplings bent and their tops fastened
by bark throngs to clumps of brush or
stout wooden pegs driven into the
ground, or still hung upon the smooth,
outstretching limbs of trees, are saddles,
blankets, parts of harness, or various por
tions of the outfit of the road. Here and
there are light buggies, with which trad
ing is done at the distant town, or in
which shrewd dukkerers (fortune tellers)
seek the credulous occupants of outlying
farms. *
Between all these, or tethered where
m06t convenient, are horses and mules in
large numbers and of all grades, though
really excellent animals predominate,
munching their com or nibbling at their
hay, cornstalks or freshly cut oats or
grass, and whinnying and snorting in
their needs and freaks as strapping lads
leisurely care for them. Within the open
spaces around which the wagons are
standing—invariably with the open fronts
facing these spaces and the closely cov
ered rear ends toward the forest or road
—are scattered the tents, like great
brown woolen hoods, their mouths open
ing upon cheery fires, at the side of
which will always be found the black
iron kettle sticks, from which are hang
ing, at nearly all hours of the day or
night, the sizzling pots or singing kettles.
You will nearly always find this camp
near the highway, though almost as fre
quently entirely hid from it, like a nest;
and, to my mind, the Gypsy camp always
recalls how, when I was “a brown faced,
tunicked country boy,” with others of
my ilk, we hunted the nests of the
meadow lark, and passed and repassed
them, at times stepping squarely over
them without our prying eyes discovering
the tiny homes we were robbing, unless
mayhap the brown and mottled little
mother, wild in fear, with a whirr and
flutter rose startlingly almost beneath our
very feet. Then there is the stream,
large or small, never more than a few
rods distant. Below the camp—that is,
down the stream from it—is the horse
path, where Gypsy lads lead the animals
to water, and from which, if the stream
be large enough, you will see them daily
swimming the horses and mules—for
cleanliness of person end animals is a
part of Gypsy religion—with much
laughter and jollity, as I have seen the
gay nadadors disport with Havana horses
in the sea off the Calle Anche del Norte.
Above the camp a few rods is the path
where the lads and lasses bring the
drinking and cooking water. Midway
between there will be found a spot which
slopes to the stream. Here are sand and
pebbles gleaming in the sun, or may be a
flat rock with freckled face and sides,
shelving over or into the water. It is
here the women come and duck their
chauvies, as mother geese will school
their goslings, or where they wash their
clothing much after the fashion of Ger
man housewives down in old Bavaria,
and upon the alders near will flutter
gowns that have a witching look as if par
taking of their wearers’ race heredity,
while the red and yellow cotton stuffs in
undergarments, handkerchiefs, scarfs and
turbans flaunt airily, suggestive of old
Spain and the savage colors of the Mos
lems that left barbarous tokens thread
ing down the centuries to the Castile of
our own day. From divers ropes or
bark thongs, dung from clumps of wil
lows or fastened to woodenpegs driven into
the bank, may be traced closely covered,
well oiled tin pails or jugs of earthen
ware, resting in the cooling water, which
hold various cooked or uncooked articles
of food. Over here, just at the edge of
the camp, you will see where the chau
vies have disengaged a rugged old vine
from a century-old tree and have trans
formed it into a swing, or, in the ab
sence of that, have spliced, as cleverly as
could sailors, bits of ropes into one—for
the child-heart is the same the earth
round—and there are great laughter and
happiness here.—Edgar L. Wakeman in
Chicago News.
A Costly Machine.
The Watemlle, Me., Mail describes a
machine invented by Professor Rogers,
of Colby, which inscribes upon a polished
surface from 30,000 to 50,000 parallel
lines in each square inch, and which is of
much use in the conduct of liis astronomi
cal labors. It was not perfected without
an outlay of several thousand dollars. A
single screw, which is twenty inches in
length, and employed directly in the in
scription of the lines above mentioned,
after several attempts at construction,
was finally produced, only after an ex
penditure of $3,000. The very limited
use, the editor adds, to which the ma
chine can be put renders the procurement
of a patent wholly unnecessary.—Scien
tific American.
TDe Intelligent Mechanic** Labor.
A group of gentlemen were discussing
the necessity for brain labor in some
life vocations, and after allnsions had
been made to several well-known citi
zens who were successful and prominent
in their professions, one of the speakers,
himself a retired merchant and influen
tial politician, declared that Blank, nam
ing a draftsman and inventor employed
in a large machine tool manufactory,
did more brain labor than any other man
in the city. Some examples were cited
of well-known mechanics, and the con
clusion was reached that intelligent me
chanical labor required as much solid
thinking as any other work.
The Intelligent, valuable mechanic is
not a mere walking machine; materials
are not always plastic; they are some
time* nerverse. and judgment and calm
consideration are required in their man
agement. The parts of a machine, how
ever closely planned, do not come to-
gi ’.her unaided and naturally, as eye-
Siones converge in a saucer of vinegar:
ii requires head work to "assemble" the
ports of a machineof any kind, and now
adays, when mechanical work requires
an accuracy of proportions and a nicety
D. H. DOUGHERTY & CO.
ATLANTA, GA.
of dimensions such as were not dreamed j -r , , ... rn , • j
of a generation ago, the mechanic who Introductory Ch it with our friends. Ihere is uo apol
ogy to offer for this, either, because this is a
is not brainy in his line will surely got
left.—Detroit Free Press.
VICTOR HUGO’S BODILY VIGOR.
A Trial of the Poet’s Eyesight—When Ho
Began to Grow Deaf.
Hugo had not only a strong, healthy
intellect, but also a sound body. Toward
Hie- end of his life lie grew deaf, so that
it became a real infirmity. But other
wise he preserved all his faculties,
physical and mental, up to his last ill
ness. M. Ulbach records several examples
of Victor Hugo’s bodily vigor. When
writing up Notre Dame of Paris he used
often to go twice a day up to the top of
the tower. In the evening lie was gen
erally accompanied by friends.
‘ -On one of these occasions, ’ ’ writes M.
Ulbach. “Victor Hugo was gazing with
delight at the purple hues of the setting
sun, turning liis piercing little eyes in the
direction of the ArsenaT library, which is
a long distance off. ‘I see Charles Mo-
dier on liis balcony, ’ lie remarked care
lessly to his friends; ‘he isn’t alone, there
are two ladies with him—one of them is
his daughter, but the other I do not
know.’ Notwithstanding their respect
for the poet, and their knowledge of his
wonderful visual powers, the little group
indulged in an incredulous smile. But
when, an hour later, they called on Mo-
dier they were astonished to find that
Victor Hugo’s eyes had deceived
neither them nor him. I once
asked the poet if this story was
true, asil iie told mo that it was, and
substantiated it with this one. When in
college he used to attend lectures on
physics in the medical school. One day
the professor wished to try some experi
ment in optics, anil invited the students
to go with him to the roof of the build
ing. where he set up a telescope turned in
the direction of the Garden of Plants.
He then asked the young men to read a
distant sign which seemed undecipherable
to the naked eye. Victor Hugo happened
to be the first whb was cal 111! upon.
“ ‘I do not need the aid of the tele
scope,’ he said; ‘I can make out the sign
It reads: Chantier du Cardinal-Le-
moine. ’ ”
In fact his excellent eyesight stood him
instead when he began to grow deaf.
“He saw so well,” says our biographer,
“that he seemed to hear everything, and
when he asked that a phrase be repeated
it was more to make sure that lie had
guessed correctly tlian to satisfy the de
mands of his deaf ear. A few months
before Ills death I was dining with him
and was giving an account of my last
visit to Spain. I went so far as to admit
a liking for bull fights, whereupon Mme.
Luckrow said to me in a low tone: ‘It is
fortunate father doesn’t hear you, for lie
detests that cruel sport. Pray don’t say
anything more on that subject.’ So I
took up another topic, but my host gave
me such a searching look that I felt
that I was discovered.
“‘I didn’t seize the whole sentence, ’
remarked the poet; “ ‘vou said that vou
liked—?’
“I ventured to prevaricate.
“ ‘I was saying that I liked the Bohe
mian dance. ’
“‘No, no,’ interrupted Victor Hugo,
shaking his head, while a smile spread
over liis face, ‘you said that you liked
bullfights.’”—New York Mail and Ex
press.
BUSINESS ADVERTISEMENT!
Axd Don’t You Fokget It !
CLOAKS AND WRAPS!
We can openly defy the whole state on these goods. We have an overwhelming
>tock and will close them out at wonderfully low prices. The winter has only be-
.run. The prophets and the “goose bone” all predict cold weather ahead. Come
•vhilewe can afford to give you timely bargains. Jerseys at very “low cut” prices
-awav undei what thev were earlier in the season.
KNIT UNDERWEAR!
Here again we are defiant, because nobody can touch us. Knit Underwear for
Ladies, Children and Men- We do all the business of the town in this line, and
are not afraid of being touched by factory prices. We have bought out the facto
ries and are underselling them.
LOWEK YET.
On Flannels and Pant Stuff, we are ahead of the closest competitors. We have
m immense stock, and everything is down to low rock prices.
A new and extensive stock of handsome holiday goods, something useful and
something to please everybody.
Water Proofs and Repellants
For ladles’ and childrens’ suits. We know we are underselling everybody here,
and we say it boldly. Cotton Flannels, from 5c to 20c, immense bargains, and you
will not fail to say so when you get the goods. New Wool Hosiery. New Wool
Mittens, for ladies and children. New Silk Mufflers. New Silk Handkerchiefs,
we have them from 25 to 50c, sold last season at from 50 to 75c. New Cotton and
Linen Handkerchiefs in great variety, very low.
Author of the Legal Tender Act.
The man who framed the original
legal tender act is still living, a resident
of Buffalo, N. Y. His name is E. G.
Spaulding, and liis ago is upwards of 80
years. He had served several terms in
the New York legislature, and the break
ing out of the war found him a leading
member of the lower house in congress
and a mcmlier of the committee on
banking and currency. His prominence
caused him to be frequently consulted by
Secretary Chase, who asked liis personal
assistance in devising a bridge over the
financial crisis of that period. Being
familiar with tire New York state bank-
law. and believing it the best that
couhl he framed, as he had himself
lelpedto frame it when in Albany, Mr.
Spaulding set about the preparation of
the bill which afterwards lioeaine famous
as the legal tender act. Secretary Chase
and Mr. Lincoln made a few changes in
it, and Mr. Spaulding introduced it into
the house.
The original bill is in the possession of
its author, who prizes it highly, both as
a family relic and as an historical docu
ment. It covers, with its erasures and
signatures, about a dozen pages of legal
cap, fastened together by two bright red
ribbons. Mr. Spaulding is a lawyer by
profession, but lie has for many year:;
been in the banking business as preside:"
of the Farmers and Mechanics’ National
bank of Buffalo. He is an ardent Pres
byterian, was formerly a social leader in
the Queen City, and is worth 810,000.000.
His health is not good this winter, and
he rarely leaves his spacious Delaware
avenue mansion.—Philadelphia Times.
BMI1ITS MB COMFORTS.
Let everybody blow their horns, but'yon will make a nrstake'if you fail to come to
is for any of these goods. Blankets from 85c to $15.00. 10 per cent, low-
er than any house in Georgia. Comforts from 50c to $3.50 and $4.00. Now these
are big values, and we won’t deceive you when you come.
DRESS GOODS.
A fearful reduction in everything we have in the way of Dress Goods.
We have a heavy stock, a superb selection, choice material, and we in
tend to surprise everybody who will come and look at them. New
Evening Silk in great variety. New Silk Cord and Buttons to match
for evening trimming. The handsomest line of Holiday Millinery ever
■rough! to Atlanta.
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New Kid Gloves in all colors, 50, 65,75, $1 and $1.50. Our $1 Gloves
are guaranteed.
■fable: linteivs.
We Will save you 25 per cent, on these goods. New Ruchings. New
Collars and Cuffs. Big drives in bleached and unbleached Domestics
Good Prints at 3 and3).jc. Prints at 5c, cheap at 7)4e.
SHOES.
We are ahead of oTir own purposes in Shoes. We run more men and
have more Shoes and sell more Shoes than any house—than any two
houses—in Atlanta. Shoes for everybody and Shoes cheap enough to
open your eyes.
D. IDOICMTY & CO.
THOMPSON BROS.
Bedroom, Parlor and Dining Room Fnraitnrr
Big Stock and Low Prices.
PAROR AND CHURCH ORGANS,
WOOD AND METALLIC BURIAL OASES
The Wrong Sort.
Boy!” called a man with a clothes
wringer under his arm. as he looked over
the gate, “will that dog bite?"
“Yes, lie’ll go for some folks like
smoke,
“I guess he won't bite me, for I’m a
Collector.”
Say. don’t you dare come in here. If
you was an agent you’d lx- all right, but
he's been taught to down a collector on
sight.”—Detroit Free Press.
Fires from Steam Pipes.
With each recurring fall and winter
the question of possibility of fires from
steam pipes becomes one of importance.
As the most insidious diseases are usually
most to be feared, so the most oecult
causes of fire are among those which
should be most carefully looked after. It
is very well known tliat wood, after re
maining for some time in contact with
steam, hot air or hot water pipes, be
comes carbonized on the surface and to a
short distance below. The charcoal, of
course, readily oxidizes. When steam is
nottin the pipes the charcoal will absorb
-moisture. When again heated the moist
ure is driven out, leaving a vacuum, into
which the fresh air current, circulating
around the pipes, readily penetrates. It
imparts oxygen to the charcoal, causes a
more rapid rise in the temperature, till
finally the point of ignition is reached.
The rusting of the pipes, if it occurs,
knight also conduce to the same result,
the rust being reduced by the heat of the
steam to a condition in which it will ab
sorb oxygen to the point of red heat.
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