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Arranged in Chronological Order - A
Talk With Mr. Van Ness, Their Cus
todian—The Completed Files.
From the Washington Star.
There is a peculiar notion extant among
certain folks that a newspaper lives but a
day , that it flourishes like a green hay
tree for twenty-four hours or less, and
then is relegated to the odium of waste
baskets and bundle-wrappings. But that
is a libel on the product of the press.
While individual specimens of the great
family of journals may wander off into
strange fields and reflect no credit upon
their ancestry, the paper itself lives on to
good old age, beyond the limits of human
existence, in fact.
Nearly twenty thousand proofs of this
fact are contained in the mysterious
vaults that range about under the surface
of the earth beneath the graceful dome
of the capitol. Huge piles of dull yellow
books rear to the arched ceilings and
seem to support the magnificent pile over
head.
Indeed, these volumes, in a certain
sense, represent one of the great props of
the uation, and therefore of its chief fo
rum. Here are the newspaper files of
congress; thousands of proofs that news
papers are not ephemeral. They extend
away back, not only into the dusk of the
catacombs that honeycomb the cellar of
the building, but into the dim beginnings
of the republic, when newsletters were
giving way to newspapers, when mouth
to-mouth gossip was being discounted by
printed facts, and when the printer was
growing to be a power in the land.
Some of these old files are interesting,
and the collection forms, in a rather ex
pansive and bulky form, a splendid his
tory of the United States.
two old Washington papers.
The habit of keeping files was con
tracted by the Senate in its early days,
when journals first began to print reports
of legislative proceedings. The govern
ment became a subscriber for the Na
tional Intelligencer, a daily paper printed
in the city of Washington. This historic
sheet was started in the year 1800, and
continued for many years to be tne only
paper in the country that gave quick re
jiorts of congressional doings. This was
in the days before the telegraph, and the
newspapers published away, from here
were dependent for their legislative news
upon this paper. In 1845 the Union was
established and continued for eleven
years.
Files of these two old papers, with
some others of the north and south, were
carefully kept in the Senate, and were
the source of constant information for
both senators and representatives, who
depended upon them in many cases far
more confidently than upon the Globe.
About eight years ago these files, which
had been moved from place to place, and
were in danger of being destroyed, were
transferred by resolution of congress to
the care of the librarian of congress, who
had them placed with the files that he
had been keeping and stored away under
the crypt. Over 1,100 volumes were
transferred.
Just to the north of the curious circu
lar chamber under the rotunda floor a
small door leads to the east. A tap upon
it gives a quaint echo that tells of dusty
depths beyond. In a moment there is a
rustling of papers and the door is opened.
A man past the meridian of life, rather
portly with strong gray mustache and im
perial, and keen eyes covered by specta
cles, appears. He is in working gar o. An
apron of tough material covers him from
soiling and his cuffs are turned back. A
word is passed and the custodian of the
tiles, Mr. Van Ness, ushers the way into
his den.
MR. VXN NESS’ I>EN.
A flickering gas jet affords the only il
lumination. There is confusion, confu
sion, confusion everywhere near the door.
Beyond this gives place instantly to or
der and system, but the confusion itself
is orderly, for the trained fingers of the
custodian can pick their way' to any de
sired paper or object at a moment’s no
tice. A large taule is covered with pam
phlets and papers. A great clothes bas
ket stands on top filled to overflowing
with the latest issues of the press. A
copy of The Star peeps over the rim.
“That is my morning mail,’’ remarks
Mr. Van Ness, as he lays his hand affec
tionately upon the mass of reading mat
ter. “It is a rather poor morning, too.
Sometimes there are two baskets. I take
these papers as soon as i can each day
aud sort them out. You may see these
shelves and big pigeonholes behind you.
yell, each one is for a certain paper.
Some of the boxes, you notice, are filled.
Ihe tiles in those are nearly ready to be
sent to the government bindery to be put
between covers. Some of the papers
bind up at two months and others at four.
Then every two months,’’ he went on,
fumbling through a drawer in the table,
rihe\ send me their current files from the
Senate, which I have to collate very care
ful!;. I take them from their temporary
binders and go through them particularly
to sec what numbers are missing. Then
1 "rite to the publication ou.oes of the
I’uper.s and try to supply the deficiencies,
''hen the volumes are as complete as I
can make them they go to the binder.”
A splendid white and black cat just
'hen awoke from her nap among the
strewn papers under the table aud
stretched herself with a delightful feline
lawn.
"is that your assistant?” was asked.
HI9 ONE ASSISTANT.
A es. pussie is all the help I have. She
hf’cs eood work in keeping the rats and
nine down. They would be pretty bad
.here if it were not for her. and i might
tose some valuable old volumes on account
oi their meddlesome teeth. She, somehow
or other, got lost about a month ago and
" as chut up in one of the rooms down
stairs here for nearly a week. She was as
poor as a rail when I found her, but she is
“‘-■inning, to pick up a little now,” and
custodian patted the cat’s head
Aou can see from this list the number
o !'U|*ers we get here,” as he handed out
carefully kept book that contained the
. aiIU s of upwards of a hundred of the
'j‘ s: Journals published in the country. It
lowed the date of subscription and the
ue of sending the volumes to the binder,
, w ed as that of their return. "The Senate
ac'S thirty-one papers no.v in addition
IRSe ' 11 keeps me pretty busy at
’ ‘dmg to them all. Let us walk through
' auits and you can see what a quan
■ of material we have here.”
tii ' a , u Mess carefully locked the door
t., ti . * w °y fro lll 'he region of chaos
uat of order. The yellow backs loomed
con either hand, leaving only narrow
v,':? between the shelves. The rows
' , , ln dim vistas of journalism. The
"' "hun pointed here and there to the
I ” of his collection.
ii, w 0 u complete file of the Savant
j 1 in publican,” he said, pointing to a
b 'bin books ona top shelf, their
l*, ' :i "ercd a little. “That paper con
” a vast amount of stuff about the
south in the days when the war spirit was
growing. And here is the Baltimore Sun,
beginning with that little fellow that
looks like an account book. It has grown
some since then, for that was early in the
century. Here is an .interesting file. It
is the Philadelphia Packet, which was
begun in 1771, and was afterward called
the North American. That file is com-
I plete. Then here are oome old Tennessee
papers from away back.
“You see. I keep these right here at my
| hand, where I can watch them closely,
j But my most precious volumes, the com
j plete file of the Intelligencer, I keep down
| stairs, clear out of sight. Few folks know
where the case is. These vaults up here,”
pointing down two or three narrow pass
ages that ramified from the center aisle,
“contain only a few of the volumes on
hand.”
He led the way off to the left into a
curious room, which, with shelves filled
to overflowing, was about twenty feet
high and two broad by twenty long. It
was a mere slit, packed full of news of
another day.
THE CATACOMBS OF THE CAPITOL.
Then the custodian and his visitor went
down a flight of steep stairs into the cata
combs of the capitol. A peculiar odor was
in the air, a dry, choking smell of leather.
Here and there gas jets gave a feeble
gleam, sometimes flickering from around
corners in the shelving and showing faint
spots of light in the distance. But there
were no long vistas, for the vaults are
curved, following the general outline of
the dome. The gropers were then under
the main portico of the building.
“If you should follow that passage,”
said Mr. Van Ness, “you would find your
self, if you ever could be located, some
where near the place where you take the
steps outside to go down to Pennsylvania
avenue. I seldom go around there, for
the air is not as good as it might be. But
I know the way perfectly, and can put
my hand on any volume in this vault.”
The books were arranged in alphabeti
cal order of state, beginning with the
earliest newspaper of Alabama, published
la 1819. A few steps took the two around
in a circle, which completed the list of
states and brought forth the names of
the European capitals.
“For we have some very complete files
of foreign papers,” said the custodian.
“We have the London Times from its be
ginning, from before it was the Times, in
fact. Then here are files of the Man
chester Guardian and here is a set of
Galignanli’s Messeftger. We receive a
great many files from the state depart
ment that furnish us with many valuable
additions. Here is a complete file up to a
short time ago of Le Constitutionel, a
Spanish paper. And here are the maga
zines, both of this country and Europe.
Here is about the best collection of the
Gentlemen's Magazine in the country.
“Now you have seen the files that are
referred to the most. Off down there,”
indicating the mysterious passage that led
to the other side of the capitol, “are the
old fellows that are in duplicate upstairs
in the library. The Intelligencer is there
in a special case. Here,” showing the
way into a perfectly dark vault about
four feet wide, and turning off to the left
at the lower end, “are copies of every
map that has ever been copyrighted in
this country. The gem of this collection
is not very well known. It consists of all
the maps that were used during the vari
ous wars in which this country has been
engaged. The maps were issued by tho
War Department and turned back after
they were needed no longer, and then
turned over to us for preservation. There
are some curious relics down there,”
added the custodian, tantalizingly, as he
turned back out of the dark.
“Are you troubled much with damp
ness?”
ONE SPOT THAT MUST BE WATCHED.
“There is only one soot that I have to
watch,” was the answer, “and that is
down there where the vault wall is on the
outside and projects beyond the walls of
the portico foundation. I have to take
the volumes down once in awhile and
shift them around and let the air in:
Other than that there is no danger of
mold. Occasionally a bug gets in and
begins to gnaw the backs of the books,
but I soon find him. Altogether I have
had very good fortune with the volumes
and they are in excellent shape.”
“Are the files used often?”
“Oh. yes! Yesterday there were two
members of congress down here looking
at some old papers; there they are now.
I haven't put them back yet, for the mem
bers said they might need them later in
the w'eek. This morning a member from
Rhode Island wanted to look at a paper of
a certain date four years ago to see about
a vote in his state. He had it in five
minutes.”
Mr. Van Ness led the way up into the
fresher air of the higher vault and spoke
about the vandalism of people who cut
the files.
“I’d like to catch them at it,” he said,
angrily. “I shouldn't stop to ask what
the law is on the subject, but I’d deal
with them very summarily. Once in a
while someone clips a bit down here, but
as a rule most of the cutting is done up
stairs. I have only lost one paper that
was sent to me to keep, and that was a
local paper that contained the account of
the hanging of Guiteau. It was sent to
the bindery along with other numbers of
that volume, and some fellow down there
abstracted it for a relic, doubtless. I
have tried my best to replace it, but with
out su cess.
“They are very prompt with my work
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getting the jiapers back here on time.
They have to, for occasionally a senator
wants a paper, and he wants it right off,
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down on North Capitol street. So that
keeps them hurried up.
HIS LITTLE ANNEX.
“You think you have seen all my books,
but you have not. Come across the cor
ridor and see our little annex,” and the
way was led to a little bit of a room that
has been built among the pillars of the
crypt, where the papers of the new wcjst
are stored
“Our policy has been to take two pa
pers from each large place, one of each
party, but out in the west we have to
take three, now that the populists are
given to publishing their views on things.
“Here is a curio,” srid Mr. Van Ness,
laying his hand fondly on a pile of three
portfolios labeled “The National Anti-
Slavery Standard.”
“That is one of the most unique files of
the lot, for it contains a vast amount of
information about the first anti-slavery
movemen.s. It was published in New
York from 1841 to 1870 This is the only
file in the world that is at all complete.
There are a few copies missing from the
first six volumes and the last two, so we
have not, had them bound regularly.
Then here is a record of other days than
those of war and strife—a record of New
York's political conventions and of fash
ionable doings. It is tho Daily Sarato
gan complete, and is very often referred
to, for it contains complete records of the
proceedings of the state conventions.
“Well, ” sighed the custodian, “I dread
the day when we are to move all these
volumes, nineteen or twenty thousand of
them. into the new building. I don’t
know what sort of a room X am to have
for my books, but I nope it will be better
lighted than this. I have nothing but
gas here, and it Is trying on my eyes.
But the moving won’t come for two or
three years yet. and you know’what the
Bible says: ‘Sufficient unto the day Is the
evil thereof.’”
And with that the custodian bowed
adieu and went back to his den, his cat
and his morning mail, as yet unsorted.
PUTS OF ROYAL PERSONS.
Their Friendship is Disinterested and
They Reveal No Secrets.
From the Toronto Globe.
The sovereign in Europe who stands
most in need of a friend and companion
whose fidelity and loyalty are above all
suspicion is the unfortunate czar, who,
like his predecessors on the throne of
Peter the Great, has so often found him
self deceived and betrayed by just those
of his couriers, his officials, and even his
relatives ujxm whom he had bestowed
the greatest amount of kindness. Under
these circumstances it is not astonishing
that he should place his principal reli
ance on a superb and huge Danish dog
with short, mouse-colored hair and quite
as big as a young donkey. The dog, a gift
of his father-in-law. King Christian of
Denmark, is the successor of a -imilar
hound which lost its life in the terrible
railroad accident at Borki, when the im
perial train was entirely destroyed, the
czar and czarina escaping all injury (save
the shock to their nervrs) in the most
miraculous m .nner. Alexander’s present
dog is not only by his side when he walks
out. asleep beside his bed at night, but is
also always present when he grants audi
ences. sniffing at strangers in an inquir
ing and sometimes susttlcious manner,
which is not without exercising a certain
influence upon the treatment accorded by
the czar to his visitor.
AH of royalty’s pets are aot, however,
f such aristocratic birth and imposing
p pea ranee as the czar's dog King
ieorge of Greece, for instance, is invari
ably accompanied w herever he goes by a
little mongrel cur, to which he is deeply
attached, and of which he came to be tho
owner in a rather curious way. He was
at some summer maneuvres a number of
years ago, standing amid his staff on the
topof ahill watching the movementsof tho
troops, when suddenly the little dog made
its appearance, no one knew whence, and
stationed itself at tho king's feet. AH at
tempts to dislodge it were fruitless, aud
it remained there until afrer the review.
When the king walked to his carriage the
little dog trotted in front of him as uroud
as Punch, with his tail erect, and, before
anyone could interfere, scrambled iu:o
the carriage. Arrived at the palace ho
darted in first and insisted on remaining
with the king. His majesty, who is
slightly superstitious, declared that tho
dog’s jiersistency was a good omen, and
at any rate he had one faithful friend.
Since that day the dog has slept in the
king’s bedroom and h..s scarcely ever left
him. It is a most supercilious little fel
low. and never takes notice of any one
save his majesty, whom it soems to idol
ize.
I may add that M. Tricoupis, who may
be regarded as the foremost statesman in
King George’s dominions, and who had
repeatedly held the office of premier, is
similarly distinguished for the store set
by him on canine friendship. One day
when he was crossing from the Piraeus to
Constantinople on board an English
steamer his dog fell overboard. Tri
coupis, who was not in the office at the
time and a stranger to the captain, en
treated the latter to stop tho vessel in
order that he might rescue the hound.
“Impossible,” replied the Englishman.
“My orders are very strict. I dare not
stop even were it a man Instead of a dog
drowning.”
“Good!” laconically answered the
Greek, and at the same time he sprang
over the ship’s side and swam toward his
dog, although sharks abound in those
wa.ers. The sequel may be guessed. The
English captain could not resist such a
spectacle of pluck, and in sjiite of his
strict orders to the contrary he stopped
the ship and saved both man and dog.
Far more dainty and aristocratic in ap
pearance than the king of Greece's ettr is
the ruler of Bulgaria’s Pomeranian Spitz,
presented to him by Queen Victoria on
the occasion of his visit to Balmoral a
couple of years ago. Tee animal is one of
the jirogen.v of the queen’s particular fav
orite, “Marco.” whose picture, standing
on her majesty's breakfast table, was ex
hibited at the Itoyal Academy last spring,
and is reproduced in a recent number of
the London Graphic. Prince Ferdin
and’s dog seems to have inherited all the
impudence of his illustrious pirentat
Windsor, and is cordially’ hated by the
members of the household of the prince,
who sjioils him greatly, laughing at all
his various jiranksfind miscbicvousncss.no
matter how disagreeable or offensive they
may be to those present. Indeed, 1 should
not at all be astonished to hear of his
death by poison, his assassination being
far more probable than that of his royal
master, notwithstanding all assertions to
the contrary.
The present pontiff has no predilection
for animal friends, differing therein from
many of his predecessors, notably from
Pope Pius VII., whose terrier Miseri
played an important part in the relations
of his holiness with the first Napoleon.
Miseri did not attempt to conceal his
sentiments of hatred toward the French
emperor, and each time that the latter
visited Foutainbleau for the purjiose of
conferring with the holy father, it was
wont to snap at the silk stockings that
incased the imperial legs. Napoleon did
not like dogs, and got so exasperated one
day by Miseri s antics that he besought
his holiness to s nd the creature out of
the room, a request to which the pope
paid no attention. Tho uext interview
that took place between Pius and the em
peror commenced badly. The emperor,
who was in an irritable frame of mind,
began by remarking “I bad besought
your holiness to spare tne
this disagreeable meeting with
your dog.” As on a previous oc
casion, tlie pope turned a deaf ear to this
remark. The discussion thereupon as
sumed angry tone, and Napoleon, being
like all Italians very animated in his
gesticulations, led tho little dog to be
liovo that his master was in danger of
personal violence. Flying at the emperor,
he dug his sharp little teeth into the leg
of the emperor, who, wild with rage,
seized the animal by the neck and swung
it through the open window into the
courtyard a h undreed feet below. The
pone was so much overcome with excite
ment at the sight that he fainted, aud it
was only after his restoration to con
sciousness that the news was gently
broken to him that poor little Miseris
back was broken. This incident was not
without wielding a jiowerful influence
upon the subsequent relations between
the pontiff and that great emperor whom
he so contemptuously apostrophized to
his face as “commediante.”
Queen Wilhelmina of Holland divides
her affections between her pigeons, who
will eat from nobody’s hand but hers, and
a very funny-looking and shaggy Shetland
pony, which she rides or drives every day,
and which she knows how to urge into a
lively gallop.
King Leopold of Belgium has no animal
friends, but the queen lias, and lavishes
her affections upon horses, especially upon
her favorite Charme, an animal of rare
intelligence, to whom she lias taught fifty
amusing tricks, all of them being per
formed without other apparent influence,
than that conveyed by a look or a gesture
Her sister-in-law, tho Countess of Fland
ers, who is destined eventually to succeed
to her position as Queen of Belgium, has
a predilection for dogs, and possesses
almost as many canine favorites as Quoen
Victoria.
The pets of the British royal family
have been described at such length quite
recently that nothing more than a passing
reference is needed here to Queen Vic
toria’s favorite dogs, who accompany her
wherever she goes, namely: Spot, a fox
terrier; a black and tan collie named
Roy, and a brown-colored Spitz called
Marco. The Prince of Wales has a spe
cial affection for a little Dandie Duimont,
Vonus by name, which formerly belonged
to the late Duke of Clarence, and is now
rarely away from the prince’s side. The
particular pet of the princess, which has
occupied a perch in her royal mistress'
dressing room for the last fifteen or
twenty years, is a white cockatoo with a
salmon-colored crest surmounting its
quaint and somewhat venerable counte
nance. Cockio, for that is his name, ob
jects to wearing feathers during the hot
summer weather, and carefully removes
from his person each one as it grows,
with the sole exception of those on his
head, neck and tail, which he possibly
believes add dignity to his appearance
and enable him better to support his
character as the chief pet of the princess.
His lung power is terrific, aud may possi
bly have contributed to the princess’
deafness. He is a most affectionate bird
aud loves to rub his head against her
cheek while grasping her shapely fingers
with his big black claw.
Of all the soverigns and princes of the
old world, there is, however, curiously
enough, only one who manifests any affec
tion for cats. It is the Shah of Persia,
who is so fond of them that he has some
fifty feline favorites, which are generally
to he found in his apartments, and to
which he has assigned officials and at
tendants of their own. They also have
their own special room, where they as
semble at certain hours to have their
meals. On his summer excursions they all
accompany him. being carried by special
men on horseback in cages lined with
velvet. The favorite of tho lot used to be
a large gray cat called Bebr Khan, which
may be translated as Prince Tiger. When
the shah lunched or dined Bebr Khan
was let into the room, and sometimes his
majesty fed the cat with his own exalted
hands. Once, while in camp, Bebr Khan
disappeared and was searched for in vain.
A servant who had made fun of the cat,
and who had been heard to remark that
it was better out of the way, was arrested
on suspieionof having caused the animal's
disappearance. He was carried to Tehe
ran in chains, flung into a dungeon, and
was never heard of again. Nor was the
eat.
BURYING QOLD IN INDIA.
Immense Sums of the Yellow Metal
Hidden by the Natives.
From the Philadelphia Telegraph.
Rev. Ur. A. W. Kudisill of the Balti
more conference of the M. E. Church tells
an interesting storv regarding gold in
India which is especially timely in view
of the general discussion of that country’s
financial policy. Rev. Mr. Rudisill was
for several years in charge of the Meth
odist Episcopal publishing house at
Madras, inuia, and three years ago re
turned to this country to raise money with
which to carry on the work. He says that
silver is almost the sole currency of India,
and is greatly depreciated, as nearly all
the gold is secured by the wealthy and
buried in inaccessible places, as tho peo
ple will not trust the banks.
Says Mr. Rudisill: “The intrinsic value
of gold is proven by the fact that it is so
sought after by the people of India. Silver
is the currency of India, and gold never
is known to circulate there for the reason
that all the vast amount of the world’s
gold which enters India is bought up by
the goldsmiths and rich natives to be
worked into jewelry and be hidden away,
either as coin or jewelry. The amount of
gold thus annually consumed is very large,
for the balance of trade Is largely in
India’s favor. Tho g®ld she receives for
this balance of trade never returns into
the world’s currency. No native will ever
put his wealth into a bank. The purchase
of gold to be hidden is his only way of
keeping wealth. A rich Hindoo or Mo
hammedan buys precious stones or gold,
hides them, inscribes upon a piece of
parchment tho description of the place
and the manner in which he has hi tden
his wealth, and wears this description
upon his person. When he dies his eldest
son takes the parchment aud wears it.
NO SAVINGS BANKS TRUSTED.
“In the condition of society in India the
natives would consider it absurd to trust
their money to a board of directors of a
savings bank. 1 know a wealthy native
at Bangalore who consented to place his
money in a hunK. At the time a majority
of the directors were Englishmen. At the
next election a majority of the directors
were natives, and as soon as this became
known tlienative at once withdrew his de
posit and hid it, saying I e ould not. trust
a bank the majority' ol whose directors
were natives. This explains why there is
no bank system in India in u;; by the na
tives, and this is why they bury and hide
their gold. In my e: porience in
India I never saw a piece of gold
in circulation; there was nothing
hut silver. The silver rupee of India
is nearly the size of the United States
half dollar. It b' ars on one sii.e a por
trait of Queen Victoria, and is a very
handsome coin. As India’s exjiorts are
much greater than her imjiorts, and as
this has been tr ue for many years, there
is no doubt that a large prt if ihe
world's gold Is hidden away by the ricu
natives, and it never will again et ter tne
world's commerce. One paper mill at
Holyoke. Mass , annually imjiorts from
India *60,000 worth of jute to manufact
ure Into paper, and this Is paid for in
gold. It has often occurred that a rich
man, with bis record of riches hidden, is
killed by wild beasts or lost, and then ths
buried treasure is never found. The con
sequent:o Is that India's literature is rich
in stories of lost treasures
“To anew the care they take In burying
their riches I will tell you a thing which
occurred not ten years ago i Gaahinere
Cashmere is in India and outside of the
English domiulon The Prince of Cash
lucre uad collected so much gold that it
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took ten strong men to carry it. Allowing
only 100 pounds to a man he must have
had considerably over 8200,000 in gold.
He and his prime minister, whom he
could trust, determined to hide this large
quantity of gold in a sequestered place.
So the prince instructed the prime minis
ters to employ ten coolies, or Chinese, to
carry the vessels containing this gold and
hide'them, and then cut the throats of the
coolies, saying, 'Dead men tell no tales.’
This was actually done.
Mysore’s gold mine.
“In the district of Mysore, not far from
Madras, there is a gold mine that is pay
ing well. Thousands of skilled miners
are at work m the Mysore gold field. The
discovery of this field is very interesting.
There was a man in England who wis a
great Biblical student. He heard a ser
man preached in which the preacher
claimed that the gold mines of King Solo
man, of Israel, were not loi ated, as some
sujijwsed in India. The Bible account is
that once in three years the navy of King
Solomon cauie bringing gold, silver, etc.
This Bible student made uphistniud that
he would jirove that Solotm n did
get this gold from India Being rich, ho
was able to carry out his plans Through
his travels attention was called to the fact
that gold dons exist in Mysore.
“After I had been in India only a short
time I formod the acquaintance of an i-.Ti
gl sh mining engineer, and one day he
sh iwed me drawings of au ancient gold
min" in this Mysore field. This mine bore
upm it marks which jiroved its great age.
Tne re were ancient perpendicular and
vertical shafts in this mine, the sides of
which were so smooth that it seemed as
though the shafts had been out more for
ornament than utility. How this work
was done Is a mystery to English en
gineers In one of these shaft* near .ne
bottom they found marks similar to tiiose
in the quarries of Jerusalem, thus show
ing that identically the saute tools uaod
by workman who probably had worked
o.i Solomon's Temple were used in this
ancient mine in India. Shortly after I
saw these drawings a gold company was
formed to work this quartz ledge, and to
day these mines are being profitably
worked.
THE RICHES OF OOLCONDA.
“One place, where it is said that for
centuries much gold has been buried in
India, is in the region of the famous
Oolconda diamond fields. Three centu
ries ago hoardes of robbers—at one time
an army of *O,OOO of them— descended
there, and the inhabitants, many of
whom were afterward killed, hastily
buried all their treasures. The litera
ture of India lull of references to this de
cent of robbers on ( Jolcondr.
••The rate of exchange to-day betwen
the United States aod India is about
thr-e rupees to a dollar, and some years
ago a rupee was valued at a United States
half dollar. The suffering among the
families of officers and soldiers of the
British army in India was some time ago
so great, owing to the deprnciation of
silver, that the government made up the
difference to them. While silver is the
oi’urrency of India, the people aiso use a
currency of shells. Two hundred of
these shells are in value equel to our cent,
and yet these people manage to live and
trade with such a currency.”
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