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"She could sing and she could play.
She could dance from night till day.
She could while the hours away,
So tis said.
She could skate and she could paint.
She could play the patron saint.
But she couldn't and she wouldn't ”
The rest isn’t true, because she can and
■hedoes, and to great advantage too; the
nineteenth century girl calls down criti
cism on her progressive young head, but
she is indispensable for all that, and
sometimesshedoesn’tdance, and givesher
precious time to working for the band of
King's Daughters, of which she is a mem
ber. That particular one has lovely dark
velvet eyes, bright, healthy cheeks, a
sweet smile and last Wednesday evening
■wore a soft becoming gown of China silk
and lace at the charity ball, and she
didn't dance.
Miss Helen Hardee and her brother,
Mr. Herbert Hardee, have stopped in
San Antonio, Tex., for a few weeks on
their way to California.
Miss Elizabeth .lohnston entertained
the Ladies' Card Club last Monday even
ing. The prize was won by Miss L ila
Hill.it being a silver clasp and marker
for an umbrella. Those present were:
Mrs H. D. Stevens, Mrs. T. G. Hunter,
Mrs. Walte r Curtis, Mrs. Charles Ellis.
Jr., Mrs. P. A, Stovall. Mrs. Huger, Miss
Cosens, Miss Emel.vn Hartridge, Miss
Mollie Johnson, Miss Ruthie Stewart.
Miss Maud Thomas, Miss (iurlie Harri-
Miss Ijiurie Harris, Miss Palsy Phillips,
Miss HJlise Huger. Misses Hill.
Miss Sallie Haskell has returned to
Athens, where she is attending Lucy Cobb
Institute.
Mr. Louis M. Warfield, Ja., left last
week for the north to resume his studies.
Miss Daisy Binford, of Uainbridge, is
visiting Miss Elizabeth Haskell, on State
street.
The Misses Romare, of Atlanta, are
guests of Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Hull.
Rev. M. J. Duggan is in New York.
Miss Venable, a very attractive young
lady of Petersburg, is a guest of Miss
Jessie Chisholm.
Mrs. H. D. Stevens entertained the
Married Women's Club last Tuesday af
ternoon with cards. Tho prize was'won
by Mrs. Tracy G. Hunter, much taste
being displayed in the selection, it being
a lovely pin tray. This club is a great
acquisition to the list of the season's
gaieties, and theuneetings are anticipated
and remembered with much pleasure.
Society appeared in full sway last Tues
day evening to see Modjeska, and theater
parties were made to see the heavy,
homely woman, but fascinating actress.
Enthusiastic youth went into ecstasies
over the natural, graceful acting of
Orlando, and fell into rapturous ad
miration of the athletic, manly Otis Skin
ner, and raved romantically over his well
knit figure and magnetic smile. Celia
also came In for a goodly share of admira
tion : her easy manner and lovely face
proved most fascinating. But it is a pity
that the stampede that takes place dur
ing the end of a play should be allowed.
Many complaints of the unnecessary
haste to leave the theater have been
made, but probably not until the raiUen
■Aum, will the small boy cease to be a
tempestuous torment.
The board of managers of the Louisa
Porter home made a most pleasinp ' suc
cess of the charity ball, and their efforts
realized a substantial addition to their
funds. When a combination of wide-a
wake women undertake to surmount dif
ficulties they generally surmount. The
ball, socially, was the event of the
week, and brought out the dancing
people in large numbers; the hail was
well filled, yet not too crowded for enjoy
able dancing. The hull was made even
more attractive than usual, by groups of
palms, which gave an oriental look to the
surroundings, though a glance at the very
modern gowns of women, quickly brought
one’s mind back to "Young America.”
And speaking of young people, there
were present some promising buds for an
other season, and one of the most attrac
tive was Miss Marie Moynelo, who was
the subject of much admiration. A dark
eyed maiden, gowned in white, with a
gorgeous bunch of Jacqueminot roses,
nestling against her fair throat,
was a sweet picture of blossom
ing girlhood. A popular debutante in
blue was the center of much attraction;
her bright coloring and soft blue-grey
eyes enhances the charm of her sweet,
womanly manners, with a dash of co
quetry. and a natural effervescence of cor
diality that completes the charm. A win
ter in Canada has heightened her stature,
and has not tarnished her individuality,
for she remains a typical and ideal south
ern woman Another debutante, gowned
in deep pink, is suggestive of cameo
beauty, her midnight hair and eyes, her
clear-cut features, her reposeful "manner
and her white, smooth brow- is out of the
ordinary ruu of indifferent blondes and
dusky brunettes. She is a gentle,
womanly woman, and her thoughtful
demeanor is prophetic of a success
ful career. Savannah has some dozen or
more debutantes, who are launched on the
tide of society, and who have been eagerly
received into its treacherous bosom,
treacherous because uncertain, uncertain
because the world is a fickle master, and
dispenses frowns and smiles spasmodic
ally. So, go ahead sweet girls and enjoy
the sunshine while it lasts.
Speaking of debutantes, Atlanta also
has an attractive showing, and foremost
may be mentioned Miss Gusiie Grady,
daughter of the late distinguished Henr.v
K. Grady. She is like her father in ap
pearance and has inherited her
mother's beautiful disposition. She
is musical, artistic and original, not
beautiful, but magnetic ■' and in
teresting. The mother and daughter have
recentlv moved into their Handsome new
home, built in colonial style, on Ponce de
Leon circle, where they entertain quietly.
Miss Grady is a brunette, with jet black
hair, a sweet, full mouth, brilliant, intel
lectual eyes. Miss Josephiuo Inman is
the heiress among the buds, and who lives
up to her opportunities, having recently
returned from abroad, where she spent
much time in Paris. She is cultivated
and interesting, distinctly slender and re
fined in type, with wavy auburn hair,
brown eyes and soft magnolia-like com
plexion. Miss Katherine Stocking is a
beautiful blonde, distinguished looking
and picturesque, her hair has never lost
its childhood's bright gold color; she
is animated and has lovely coloring, a
Greek profile and deep blue eyes, with
thoughtful and sincere expression; her
figure is faultless, and she carries herself
with youthful grace. She spends the
summers with her aunt, Mrs. B. W.
Wrenn, who has a cottage at Thousand
Islands, where she already has hosts of
friends. The number of Atlanta's de
butantes is small, but they have no small
influence in Atlanta society.
There will be a quiet wedding next
Wednesday at the residence of Mr. and
Mrs. Salomon Cohen, on Jones street,
when Miss Sara Cohen will wed Mr.
Frank Joseph Kulman, both of this city.
The Cinderella Card Club was enter
tained last Thursday evening by Miss
Edith O'Driscoll. The ladies' prize, a
Dresden china toilet tray, was won by
Miss Mary Whitehead ; the gentlemen's
prize, a silver pen, was won by Mr. Fred
Myers.
Miss Poullain. of Madison, Ga.. is visit
ing Mr. and Mrs. Clarence G. Anderson
on Charlton street.
Mr. and Mrs. T. P. Richmond have re
turned to Savannah after a visit to New
York.
Mr. T. D. Rockwell has returned from
New York.
Mr. and Mrs. Charles A. Shearson will
entertain to-morrow evening at cards, in
compliment to their guest, Miss Marion
Shearson, of Chicago.
Miss Venable, of Petersburg, Va., is
visiting Miss Jessie Chisholm. Miss
Venable is a most attractive and grace
ful representative of the renowned Vir
ginia women; and is as lovely in face as
she is charming in manner.
DMr. and Mrs. J. O. Matthews returned
froth New York last week.
Mr. and Mrs. J. J. Wilder entertained
last Friday evening in compliment to Mr.
and Mrs. George W. Owens.
Miss Janie Cunningham entertained a
few guests last Friday evening.
Miss Flora Dancy entertained last Fri
day evening at a harlequin party. The
prize was won by Miss Belle Daniel and
the booby prize fell to Miss Liza Chis
holm ; the second prize was won by Miss
Mary Haines.
Mr. and Mrs. S. P. Shotter entertained
at dinner last Wednesday evening, and
danced the latter part of the evening at
the charity ball.
Mr. and Mrs. Hammond Branch enter
tained most royally last Thursday even
ing.
Rev. W. A. McCarthy left last week for
Boston.
Mr. B. Burns, of Ogeechee, entertained
at an oyster roast last Friday evening.
Mr. T. J. Barnard, formerly of Savan
nah, now of Atlanta, was welcomed in
the city last week by his many friends.
Mrs. A. Ackerman, of Pittsburg, who
has been visiting Miss O’Brien on Duffy
street, has returned home, much to the
regret of many friends she made while in
the city. She is a sister of Bishop Ix
Hudd, ot North Carolina, and sheis a very
cfihrfmug woman.
Mr, Davis Freeman left last week for
Now York.
Ill# Mieses McNeil have returned to
Spain after making many friends, who
regret their departure.
A most enjoyable evening was spent
Friday uight at the residence of Miss
Mary Sullivan, 105 Henry street, under
the auspices of the social workers of the
Duffy Street Baptist church. It was
called the tacky party, and a tacky party
it was The ladies' costumes consisted
of calico, homespun and such other ma
terial appropriate for the occasion. Some
of the costumes were gorgeous as well as
comical. The gentlemen were dressed in
their younger brothers' clothes and pre
sented a most laughable appearance.
However, a delightful evening was spent.
Miss Irene Ulmer rendered a song advis
ing all young ladies to get married. Miss
Carrie Loyd recited a piece from Betsy
Hamilton in a most humorous manner.
Rev. Mr. Chipmau delichted the party
with an original recitation. All were de
lighted with the evening's entertainment.
The next soiree occurs Thursday even
ing. Jan. IS. The impression is that it is
going to be a very large one. The soirees
are the most enjoyable entertainments of
the season social, and all the members
and many invited guests will doubtless be
present Thursday night.
The Saturday Club held its third meet
ing yesterdav morning at the residence of
the president, Mrs. J. F. B. Beckwith, on
Gaston street. The minutes were road
by the secretary and treasurer, Miss
Elizabeth D. Johnston. The three sub
jects for the day were, “Ix-igh Hunt,”
“The Twelve Famous Paintings of llie
World” and Margaret Fuller. The meet
ing was a full one. there being
no absent members. Owing to the resig
nation of the Misses Lawton and Miss
Carrie Backus, three vacancies were
created which have been filled by accept
ance of Mrs. P. A. Stovall, Miss' Emelvn
Hartridge and Miss Gulie Harrison : all
of whom are very desirable acquisitions.
Miss Johuston bad the first paper, and
read a most interesting sketch ot Leigh
Hunt, giving a clear, but brief outline of
his life, and a spicy criticism of his work,
with a few pleasing quotations from his
poems. Then followed an instructive and
interesting paper by Miss Ellis on "The
Twelve Great Paintings of the
World.” Photographs of the
pictures were collected, and en
hanced the interest of the paper. The
twelve paintings, according to uniformity
of authority, are as follows: -‘The Adora
tion of the Lamb,” painted by John and
Hubert Van Eyck; it Is in the church of
S. Bavon, Ghent. “The Last Supper,”
THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, JANUARY 14. 1894.
by Leonardo da Vinoi; it is in the refec
tory of Maria Delle Gracia. Milan. “The
Last Judgment. 1 ’ by Michael Angelo, in
the Sistine chapel. Vatican, Home. “The
Transfiguration,'' by Raphael Sarzlo. ia
the VaUrah muZflum, Rhine. “filatine
Madonna," by Ra£fcaal Sarzlo,
ih the Dresden gallery. 'As
sumption of the Virgin" by Titian, .i
the academy of Venice. Phoebus and
Aurora" by Guido Rani. in the Rosptg
liosi Palace, Rome. ■•The Communion of
St. Jerome,” by Domenicbino. Vatican
Museum, Rome. “Night Watch,” By
Rembrandt Van Ryn, in the National
museum, Amsterdam. "The Descent
from the Cross," by Peter Paul Rubens,
in the Cathedral, Antwerp. "Madonna,”
by Murrillo, in the Lovrre museum,
Paris. "Adoration of the Trinity ” by
Durer, National Museum, Vienna. Then
followed the very interesting and breezy
paper on Margaret Fuller, by Miss
Ruthie Stewart, who did full justice to
the subject, and presented a most cleverly
written paper. The club is thoroughly
well organized and a very interesting
programme is out for the winter’s perusal.
Mr. C. P. Ijee, who has been very ill'
with pneumonia at his home on Taylor
street, is improving.
The Willing Workers will give a recep
tion at the residence of Mrs. J. G. Haas,
83 Gaston street on Monday afternoon.
O Mayor and Mrs. McDonough entertained
at a theater party at the Patti concert
Thursday evening in Atlanta. Those
present were: Mr. and Mrs. Amorous,
of Atlanta, and Mrs. Elton A. Smith and
Mrs. M. A. O'Byme, of Savannah.
Miss Maud F d'Antignac arrived home
yesterday from an extended visit north.
Messrs. Stephen and Peter Rabey, who
have been spending a few months in Eng
land visiting relatives, will sail from
South Hampton this week and are goon
expected in Savannah.
Mrs. Max Wolff is visiting in Atlanta.
Miss Sarah Mills has returned to Balti
more, where she is attending school of
Madame Lefebre.
Mrs. Levi Cohen, of Atlanta, who has
been visiting her brother, Mr. J. M. Solo
mons, has returned home.
Miss Elise Rauers has returned to Bal
timore.
Miss Kaufman, who has been visiting
her sister, Mrs. David Robinson, will re
turn home this week.
At the union meeting last Tuesday of
the bands of King’s Daughters, Mrs.
William R Thigpen was unanimously
elected secretary for the state of Georgia.
Being a woman of wonderful executive
ability and rare intellectual attainments,
Mrs. Thigpen will ably fill the honored
position she has been elected to fill.
Mr. Herman Myers entertained at a
theater party on Tuesday evening. Those
in the party were Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence
Lippman, Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Lippman,
Miss Adele Rosenbaum, of Richmond,
Mrs. Vetsburg, Miss Bertha Rosenheim
and Mr. D. Rosenheim.
Mr. and Mrs. J. L. Whatley entertained
last Friday evening, in compliment to
Miss Mary Jo Pritchard. The guests
were Mr. and Mrs. Woodfln, Miss Josie
Freeland, Miss Annie Jones, Miss Lillie
Anderson, Miss Penie Lamar, Mr. Rob
ert 1,. Mercer, Jr., Mr. Edward Mercer,
Dr. Lamar, Mr. Horace Hunter, Mr. Rob
ert Harrison.
Among the guests of the Young Men's
Hebrew Association last Thursday even
ing were Miss Ray Hamburgber, Miss
Mamie Engel, Miss Dollie Dub, Miss Hat
tie Hecht, Miss Helen Smith, Miss Ida
Meinhard, Mr. Oscar Kulman, Mr. How
ard Cohen, Mr. Nat Solomon, Mr. Dave
Rosenheim, Mr; Mose Guckenheimer, Mr.
Julian Hex ter, Mr. Alfred Fantl and Mr.
Mord Hyams.
There was a quiet but pretty wedding
at the Church of the Good Shepherd last
Thursday evening, when Miss Sarah
Hardwick and Rev. Ernest M. Stires, of
Chicago, were married.
A complimentary straw ride to Miss
Annie Daly, of Macon, was given last
Thursday evening, and a delightful fish
supper served. Those in the party were;
Miss Annie Daly, of Macon, Miss Purcell,
of Augusta, Miss Annie Savures, Miss
Rose Kelly, Miss Mae Murphy, Miss
Katie Spellman, Miss Mamie Tuberdy,
Miss Maggie Murphy, Miss Mamie Bow
den, Mr. James Lyons, Mr. John Sullivan,
Mr. W. G. Sutlive, Mr. Thomas Price,
Mr. H. T. Wilson. Mr. W. J. Kehoe, Mr.
M. H. Dowling, Mr. D. A. Tuberdy, Mr.
John Brennan, and Mr. and Mrs. James
Davis.
Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Lippman enter
tained royally last Wednesday evening to
celebrate their eleventh weddibg anni
versary.
Mrs. Y. L. Sill gave a luncheon on
Thursday at her residence, 175 Hall
street, in honor of her guest, Miss Dono
van of Philadelphia. The table was beau
tiful in its appointments, and the menu
Parisian in its delicacy. The floral
decorations were Japonicas and Roman
hyacinths. At each plate was a card
with a quotation from a classical author.
The favors were petite flower vases of
Hungarian ware, sweet with violets and
hyacinths. Mrs. Sill is a delightful
hostess, full of chic and vivacity, and has
a contralto voice of rare richness. Miss
Donovan, her guest, adds to her many
charms of person, bright conversational
powers, gnu entertaining manners, which
make her a favorite with all who meet
her. , ;
yaimit a ha mjiitD row.
Workmen Frightened From Their
Labors by a Strange Apparition.
From the New York Times.
Waltham, Mass., Jan. B.—Notwith
standing the number of men eager for al
most any kind of work in Waltham, there
is one job that workmen are fighting shy
of; in fact, one man says: ‘-I would not
• undertake it again if they would give me
the whole Walker estate.”
The Walker estate is one of the finest
in this section of the state, and is owned
by the Misses Walker, two maiden women
of great wealth. When so many men
were thrown out of work this fall, they
put a large force of unemployed upon
their estate to fix it up by sundry im
provements upon the grounds. One job
entailed the drawing off a pond of con
siderable size, and required the keeping
of a gang at it all night. One morning
all threw up their jobs and departed.
Anothes gang was set at work on the
same night Job. Soon they, too, quit, and
declined to continue the work.
A local newspaper man investigated the
matter, with peculiar results. The men
declare that at midnight they saw the
door of the boathouse on the banks of the
pond open. A man emerged, with a red
lantern, and rowed out onto the pond. 3y
the lantern's light they recognLhd the
face of a former owner of the estate,
some time since deceased. They did not
stop to investigate, but departed at once.
The second gang knew nothing of the ex
perience of the first, yet the same story
comes from both. This is the second
time Waltham has had a “haunted poDd,”
the former exjierience of a generation ago
being still a part of the history of the
city. To it came people from all over the
country,but its mystery never was solved.
This fact causes much interest to attach
to the story of the workmen and much
more credit is given it than would seem
possible to a person not a member of this
community. ;
Spingflelil. Mo Aug. uta. Idas. -Messrs
Llppman Bros., Savannah. Ga.: Dear Sirs -
I van speak in the highest terms of s*our
medicine from my own personal knowledge.
1 was affected with heart disease,pleurisy and
rheumatism for 35 years, was treated by the
very best physicians and spent hundred* ot
dollars, tried every known remedy without
finding relief. I have only taken one bottle
of your P. P. P., and can cheerfully say it has
done me more good than anything I hare ever
taken. I can recommend your medicine to all
sufferers of the above diseases.
Mrs. M. M. Ykahv.
Springfield, Green County, Mo.
THE SQUAW,
roncleo*d from a.story In the London IHus-.
trated Sporting and Dramatic News ty
Bram stoker.
N urn berg at the time was not so much
exploited as it has been since then. Irv
ing had not been playing “Faust,” and
the very name of the old town was hardly
known to-the great bulk of the traveling
public. My wife and I being in the second
week of our honeymoon, naturally wanted
someone else to Join our party, so that
when the cheery stranger, Elias P.
Hutcheson, bailing from Isthmian City,
Bleeding Gulch, MapleTreecounty, Neb.,
turned up at the station at Frankfort,
and casually remarked that he was going
on to see the most all-fired old Methuse
lah of a town in Yurrup, and that he
guessed that so much travelin’ alone was
enough to seud an intelligent, active citi
zen into the melancholy ward of a daft
house, we took the pretty broad hint and
suggested that we should Join forces.
Straightway Amelia and I found the
pleasant benefit; instead of quarreling,
as we bad been doing, we found that the
restraining influence of a third party was
such that we now took every opportunity
of spooning in odd corners. Amelia de
clares that ever since she has. as the re
sult of that experience, advised all her
friends to take a frienct on the honey
moon. Well, we “did” Nurnberg to
gether, and much enjoyed the racy
remarks of our transatlantic friend, who,
from his quaint speech and his wonderful
stock of adventures, might have stepped
out of a novel. We kept for the last ob
ject of interest in the old city to be vis
ited the Burg, and on the day appointed
for the visit strolled round the outer wall
of the city by the eastern side.
*** . * • *
The Burg is seated on a rock dominat
ing the town, and an immensely deep
fosse guards it on the northern side. The
ditch has not been used for centuries and
now its base is spread with tea gardens
and orchards of which some of the trees
of quite respectable growth. As we
wandered round the wall, dawdling in
the hot July sunshine, we often paused to
admire the views spread before us, and
in especial the great plain coverod with
towns and villages and bounded with a
blue line of hills, like a landscape of
Claude Lorraine. From this we always
turned with new delight to the city it
self, with its myriad of quaint old gables
and acre-wide red roofs dotted
with dormer windows, tier upon
tier. A little to our right
rose the towers of the Burg
and nearer still, standing grim, the Tor
ture Tdwer, which was, and is, perhaps,
the most interesting place in the city. For
centuries the tradition of the iron Virgin
of Nurnberg has been handed down as an
instance ‘of horrors of cruelty of which
man is capable; we had long looked for
ward to seeing it; and here at last was
its home.
In one of our pauses we leaned over the
wall of the moat and looked down. The
garden seemed quite fifty or sixty feet be
low us, and the sun pouring into it with
an intense, moveless heat like that of an
oven.
Just below us was a pretty sight—a
great black cat lying stretched in the sun,
while round her gamboled prettily a tiny
black kitten. The mother would wave
her tail for the kitten to play with, or
would raise her feet and push away the
littlo one as an encouragement to further
play. They were Just at the footvof the
wall, and Elias P. Hutcbenson, in order
to help the play, stooped and took from
the wall a moderate sized pebble.
“See!”. He said, “I will drop it near the
kitten, and they will both wonder where
it came from.”
“Oh. be careful,” saiduny wife; “you
might hit the dear little thing!”
bNot me. ma’am,” said Elias P. “Why,
I’rt a* tendef-hearty'- as a Maine cherry
tree.’ Lor, bless ye. 1 wouldn't hurt the
I>oor pooty little critter more’n I’d scalp a
baby. Ap’ you may bet your variegated
socks on that! See, I’ll drop it fur away
on the outside so’s not to go near her!”
Thus saying he leaned over and held his
arm out at full length and dropped the
stone. It may be that there is some at
tractive force which draws lesser mat
ter to greater; or more probably that the
wall was not plum; but the stone
fell on the kitten’s head, and
shattered out its little brains then and
there. The black cat cast a swift upward
glance, and we saw her eyes like green
lire fixed an instant on Hutcheson; and
then her attention was given to the kit
ten, which lay still with just a quiver of
the little tiny limbs, while a thin red
stream trickled from the gaping wound.
With a muffled cry, such as a human be
ing might give, she bent over the kitten,
licking its wound and moaning. Suddenly
she seemed to realize that it was dead, anil
again throw her eyes up at us. She looked
the perfect incarnation of hate. Her
green eyes blazed with lurid fire, and
the white, sharp teeth seemed to al
most ashiue through the* blocd which
dabbled her mouth and whiskers. She
gnashed her teeth-, and her claws stood
out stark and at full length on every
paw. Then she made a wild rush up the
wail a if to reach us, hut when, the
monietituni ended flell back and further
added Ho Her horrible appearance, for she
fell on the kitten, and rose with her
black fur smeared with its brains and
blaod. Amelia turned quite faint, and
I had to lift her back from the wall.
There was ft seat close by in the shade of
a spreading plane tree, and hero I placed
het-while ihe composed herself. Then 1
went back’to Hutcheson, who stood with
out moving, looking down on the angry
cat below.
As I joined him, he said:
< “Wall, I guess that air the savagest
beast J ever see—’cept once when an
Apache squaw had an edge on a half
breed what they nicknamed ‘Splinters’
’cos of the way he fixed up her papoose
which he stole on a raid just to show
that he appreciated the way they had
given his mother the fire torture. She
got that'kinder look so set on her face
that it jest seemed to grow there. She
followed Splinters moren three yearjtili
lit last the braves got him and'hanaed
him ovev tb her. They did sav that no
man, white or Injun, had ever been so
long a-dying under the tortures of the
Apaches. The only time I ever see her
smile was when I wiped her out. 1 kem
on the camp jest in time to see Splinters
pass in his checks, and he wasn't sorry
to go either. Ho was a hard citizen, and
though I never could shake with him af
ter that papoose business—for it was bit
ter had, and he should have been a white
man, for he looked like one—l see he hail
got paid out in full. Dum me, but 1 took a
piece of his hide from one of the skiunin’
jxists an’ had it made into a pocketbook.
It’S here now!” and he slapped the breast
pocket of his coat.
****
While he was speaking the cat was con
tinuing her frantic efforts to get up the
wall. She would take a ruu back and
then charge up, sometimes reaching an
incredible bight. She did not seem to
mind the heavy fall which she got each
time, but started with renewed vigor,
and ot every tumble her appearance be
came murp horrible.
“Like a squaw,” was the only comment
of Hutcheson, as we moved on our way
round the city fosse. Every now and
then we looked over the wall, and
each time saw the cat following
us. At first she kept going back
to the dead kitten, and then as
the distance grew greater, took it in her
mouth and so followed. After a while,
however, she abandoned this, for we saw
her following all alone: she had evidently
hidden the body somewhere. Amelia's
alarm grew at the cat’s persistence, but
the American ‘always laughed with
amusement, till finally, seeing that she
was beginning to be worried, he said:
‘'l say, ma'aim you needn't be skeered
.oyer that cat. Igo heeled. I du!” Here
he slapped his pistol pocked at the back
of his lumbar region. "Why, sooner'n
have you worried I'll shoot the critter
right here, an' risk the police interferin'
with a citizen of the United States for
carryin' arms contrary to reg'lations.”
As he spoke he looked over the wall, but
the cat. on seeing him, retreated, with a
growl, into a bed of tall flowers, and was
hidden. He went on: “Blest if that ar
critter ain't got more sense of wrist's
good for her than most Christians. I
guess we've seen the last of her. You
bet, she'll go back now to that busted
kitten and have a private funeral of it,
ail to herself.”
* * * * * *
We went on and crossed the bridge
leading to the Torture Tower. As we
crossed the bridge we saw the eat again
down below us. When she saw us her
fury seemed to return, and she made fran
tic efforts to tret up the steep wail.
Hutcheson laughed as he looked down at
her, and said:
“Good-by, old girl. Sorry I in-jured
your feelin's, hut you’ll get over it in
time. So long.”
We were the only visitors who had en
tered the Torture Tower that morning—
so at least said the old custodian—and as
we had the place all to ourselves, were
able to make a minute and more satisfac
tory survey than would, have otherwise
been possible.
The central object of this chamber of
horrors was the engine known as ‘the
Iron Virgin. It was a rudely shaped fig
ure of a woman, the figure of Mrs. Noah
in the children's ark, but without that
slimndss of waist and perfect rondeur of
hip which marks the .esthetic type of the
Noah family. One would. hardly have
recognized it as intended for a human fig
ure at all had not the founder shaped on
the forehead a rude semblance of a wo
man's face. This machine was coated
with rust without and covered with dust;
a rope was fastened to a ring in front of
the figure, about where the waist should
have been, and was drawn through a
pulley fastened on the wooden pillar
which sustained the flooring above. The
custodian, pulling this rope, showed
that a section of the front was
hinged like a door at one side; we then
saw that the engine was of considerable
thickness, leaving just room enough inside
for a man to be placed. The door was of
equal thickness and of great weight, for
it took the custodian all his strength,
aided though he was by the contrivance
of the pulley, to open it. This weight
was partly due to the fact that the door
was of manifest, purpose hung so as to
throw its weight downward, so that it
might shut of its own accord when the
strain was released. The inside was
honeycombed with rust—nay, more,, the
rust alone that comes through time would
hardly have eaten so deep into the iron
walls; the rust of the cruel stains was
deep, indeed. It was only, however,
when we came to look at the inside of the
door that the diabolical intention was
manifest to the full. Here were several
long spikes, square and massive, broad at
the base and sharp at the points, placed
in such a position that when the door
should close the upper ones would pierce
the eyes of the victim, and the lower one
his heart and vitals. The sight was too
much for poor Amelia, and this time she
fainted dead off, and I had to carry her
down the stairs and place her on a bench
outside until she recovered.
When we got back to the chamber we
found Hutchinson still opposite the Iron
Virgin; he had been evikently philoso
phizing.
“Wall, I guess I’ve been learnin’ some
thin’ here while madam has been gettin’
over her faint. 'Pears to me that we're
a long way behind the times on our side
of the big drink. We uster think out on
the plains thst the Injun could give us
points in tryin’ to make a man oncom
for.table, but guess your old mediaeval law
and-order party could raise him every
time. Splinters was pretty good in his
bluff on the squaw, but this here young
miss held a straight flush on him. The
points of them spikes air sharp enough
still, though even the edges air eaten out
by what uster be on them. Guess but I'll
get in that box a minute jest to see how
it feels.”
“Oh, no! no!” said Amelia. “It is too
terrible!”
“Guess, ma’am, nothin’s too terrible to
the explorin' mind. I’ve been in some
queer places in my time. Spent a night
inside a dead horse while a prarie fire
swept over me in Montana territory—an’
another time slept inside a dead huffier
when the Comanches was on the war
path an’ I didn’t keer to leave my kyard
on them, an’ I’ve been two days in a
caved-in tunnel in.the Billy Broncho gold
mine in New Mexico. I’ve not funked an
odd experience yet, an’ I don’t propose to
begin now!”
We saw that he was set on the experi
ment, so I said: “Well, hurry up, old
man. and get through it quick!”
“All right, general,” said he, “but I cal
culate we ain’t quite ready yet. The gen
tlemen, my predecessors, what stood in
that thar canister, didn’t volunteer for
the office—not much! And J guess there
was some ornamental tyin’ up" before the
big stroke was made. I want to go into
tijis thing fair and square, so I must get
fixed up proper first. I dare say this old
gdloot ean ! ‘rise-some string and tie me up
accordin’ to sample?”
This was said interrogatively to the
custodian, but the latter, who understood
the drift of his speech, shook his head.
His protest was. however, only formal.
The American thrust a gold piece into his
hand, saying. “Take it, pard! it’s your
pot; and don’t be skeer’d.” He produced
some thin frayed rope and proceeded to
bind our companion with sufficient strict
ness for the purpose. When the upper
part of his body was bound, Hutcheson
said:
"Hold on a moment, judge. Guess I’m
too heavy for you to tote into the canis
ter. You jest let me walk in, and then
you can wash up re gardin’ my legs!”
Whilst speaking he had backed him
self into the opening which was just
enough to hold him. It was a close fit
and no mistake. Then the custodian
completed his task by tying the Ameri
can's feet together so that he was now
absolutely helpless and fixed in his volun
tary prison. He seemed to really enjoy
it. and the incipient smile which was
habitual to his face blossomed into actu
ality as he said:
“Guess this here Eve was made out of
the rib of a dwarf! There ain't much
room for a full grown citizen of the United
States to hustle. We uster make our
coffins more roomier in Idaho Territorv
Now, judge, you jest begin to let this
door down, slow, on to me. I want to feel
the same pleasure as the other jays had
when those spikes began to move toward
their eyes!”
The custodian must hafe had in him
some of the blood of some of his predeces
sors in that ghastly tower, for he worked
the engine with a deliberate and excrucia
ting slowness which after'live minutes, in
which the outer edge of the door had not
moved half as many inches, began to over
come Amelia. I saw her lips whiten, and
felt her hold upon my arm relax. I looked
around an instant for a place whereon to
lay her. aud when I looked at he again
found that her eye had become fixed on
the side of the Virgin. Following its
direction I saw the black cat crouching
almost out of sight. Her green eyes shone
like danger lamps in the gkxim of the
place, aud their color was heightened by
the blood which still smeared her coat
and reddened her mouth. I cried out:
“The cat! look out for the cat!” for
even then she sprang out before the en
gine. At this moment she looked like a
triumphant demon. Her eyes blazed with
fero ity, her hair bristled out till she
seemed twice her normal size, and her
tail lashed about as does a tiger’s when
the quarry is before it. Elias P. Hutebe
son when he saw her was amused, and
his eyes positively sparkled with fun as
he said:
“Darned if the squaw hain’t got on all
her war paint! Jest give Her a shove off
if she comes any of her tricks on me, for
I’m so fixed eterlasttogly by the hose,
that dum tny akin if t can keep my eyes
from her if she wants them! Easy there,
judge! don't slack that ar rope or Dm
euchred!”
At this moment Amelia completed her
faint, and I had to clutch hold of her
round the waist or she would have fallen
to the floor. While attending to her I
saw the black cat crouching for a spring,
and jumped up to turn the creature out.
But at that instant, with a sort of
hellish scream, she hurled herself, not as
we expected at Hutcheson, but straight
at the face of the custodian. Her claws
seemed to be tearing wildly as one sees in
the Chinese drawings of the dragon
rampant, and as I looked I saw one of
them light on the poor man's eye, and ac
tually tear through it and down his
cheek, leaving a wide band of red where
the blood seemed to spurt from every
vein.
With a yell of sheer terror which came
quicker than even his sense of pain, the
man leaped back, dropping as he did so
the rope which held back the iron door.
I Jumped for it. but was too late, for the
cord ran like lightning through the pul
ley-block, and the heavy mass fell for
ward from its own weight.
As the door closed I caught a glimpse
of our poor companion’s face. He seemed
frozen with terror. His eyes stared with
a horrible anguish, as if dazed, and no
sound came from his lips.
And then the spikes did their work.
Happily the end was quick, for when I
wrenched open the door they had pierced
so deep that they had locked in the bones
of the skull through which they had
crushed, and actually tore him—it—out of
his iron prison till, bound as re was, he
fell at full length with a sickly thud upon
the floor, the face turning upward as he
fell.
I rushed to my wife, lifted her up and
carried her out. for I feared for her very
reason if she should wake from her faint
to such a scene. I laid her on the bench
outside and ran back. Leaning against
the wooden column was the custodian
moaning in pain while he held his red
dening handkerchief to his eyes. And
sitting on the head of the poor American
was the cat, purring loudly as she licked
the blood which trickled through the
gashed socket of his eyes.
* * * * * . # * #
I think no one will call me cruel
because I seized one of the old execution
er's swords and shore her in two as she
sat.
A LITERARY CURIOSITY.
All of These Strange Words Can bs
Found in the Dictionary.
From St. Nicholas.
Here is an article in which most of the
words are either obsolete or little used.
It may amuse you to look them up. The
larger dictionaries have them all:
Being easily exuscitated and an amnicol
ist fond of inescating fish and broggling,
with an ineluctible desire for the amoli
tion of care, I took a punt and descended
the river in a snithy gale. The water be
ing smooth, I felt I could venture with
incolumity, as I was familiar with the ob
uncous river.
Having boggled without result I rowed
towards an eyot, intending merely to quid
dle, when 1 suddenly saw a hackee.
Wishing to capture him, I decided to cir
cumnavigate and take him unaware.
Landing,l derned myself where I could see
the hackee deracinating grass. He dis
covered me and skugged behind a tree,
occasionally protruding his noli.
Seizing a stick I awaited the oaput.
When the neb appeared I feagued him.
The hackee, which is pedimanous. tried
to climb the bole. He seemed sheepish,
and I suspected him of some michery,
especially as his cheeks seemed ampul
laceous. I caught him by the tail and he
skirled. Though he was sprack, I held
on with reddour, and tried finally to
sowle him. I belabored him and and he
eloped, making vigorous oppugnation, and
evidently longing for divagtion.
Then a pirogue approached and an agri
cultor landed. This distracted the hackee
and I sowled him, but dropped him be
cause he scratched so. I vowed to exun
gulate him when caught.
Borrowing a fazzolet I tried to yend it
over the hackee's head, as a means of oc
cecation. The agricultor aided. He was
not attractive, seeming crapulous and not
unlike a picaroon. He had a siphuncu
lated dinner pail, which looked as if he
had been battering it while pugging. But
with a stick and some string he made a
fin, and tried to make the hackee bisson.
'his caused quinching by the hackee,
who seized the coadjutor’s hallux. Thus
exasperated, the agricultor captured the
hackee as without any migniardise: but
he glouted over the bite, and his rage was
not quatted until the hackee was a lich.
Carrying it to the punt I sank into a
queachy spot, which delayed me until the
gale obnubilated the sky.
While removing the pelage I found the
lich somewhat olid because the swinker
had feagued the hackee, and so I yended
the lich away, went to market and supped
upon a spitchfork and a hat bisk.
A ftVBBR
Dmr trp a Dead Body and Removed
the Shroud to Save a Life.
From the Philadelphia Record.
Elkton, Md., Jan. 9.—Mary Short,
daughter of Elisha Short, of this vicin
ity, died recently and was interred at
Boulden’s chapel, a silk dress of her
mother’s having been used as a shroud.
The mother was soon afterward taken ill,
and not improving, was told that it was
on account of her dress having been used
as a shroud and that as the dress decayed
so would the health of the owner fail.
Superstition overcame her and the father,
with the aid of the sexton, John Clark!
exhumed the body and changed the dress!
It is said the mother is getting well.
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