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«g*te to «Mh, and changed, and swiftly
** ‘jtritnnn,’ I cold, gathering up my
strength, "fear not, bat beware!’
“ ‘Nay, wherefore should i fear,' she
-answered, ‘because tao veil of sense is
'torn, nod for an boor we see tbose wbo
oyer are about our *id whose eyes
continually do wa>cu our nroet secret
thought. 1 fear not * A d boldly she
walked even to the edge of tbe circle and
cried: *
“ ‘Ail hail ye Sahas or the awful dead,
among whom i ateo shall be numbered.
*'And as she came the changing facta
shrunk away, leaviog a apace nefore her.
Ana in the ep.ee taere grew two arm",
mighty and black, that stretched them
selves towai d her, even until there was
not the It n th o' three grains of wheat be
twixt t’lecla cniog fingers;and herbre ■ •
“But Meriamun oid but tsugh and draw
bock a space
‘“Not so thou Enemy,’she said,‘this
■circle tnou may?t not oreah; K is too
.strong fo toee. But to the work. Hat
aska. otice again t y the link of life and
■death, I summon tnee—and this time
thon most come, thou who wast a wan
ton and now art “greater than the
^“And as she spoke, from the dead form
of mu mo man on Oslrle * knee there
issued fortn another form and stood De-
for > us, as a snake issues from its slough.
And >■ was the dead Hataska so was tt is
form, restore for feature, look for look,
and limb for limb But still the corpse
Tested upon Osiris’s knee for this was
but the Kit that stood before us.
“And so i ho voice of Hatnska in the
lips of the K* spoke:
u wt-a: «vu dst tnou with me who am
no tn >re of ihy cimpany, oh, thou, by
•wh^ee band ihe boi-y of me did perisu.
Woy iro tb < st thou me? ’
“Atiu Mer.amon made answer: Tils
1 would ut thte, that thou shouldest de
clart- unto n t the future, even in the
pre.eut-e of this great company. Speak,
i comltand thee.*’
And the Ka said: ‘Nay, Meriamnn, that
-can 1 not uo, (or I am but the Ks the
Dwellen in the Tomb, the guardian of
■what was Hataska whom thou didst slay,
whom 1 must watch through all the days
of death till resurrection is. Of the iu
tore I know nought, seek thou that
which knows.’
‘■‘Stand thou on one side,’ quoth the
Queen, and the Dwelltr in tue Tomb
one.ved.
“Tnen once more ate called upon Ha
xaaka and there came a sound of rushing
wings. And behold, ou the head ot the
statue of Osiris sat a great bird, feather
ea ae if it were with gold. But the bird
bad the head of a woman, and the face
was fashioned as the face of Hataaaa.
And thus it spoke, that was the Bai.
“•What wo eldest thou with me, Meria
mua wbo am no more of thy company.
Why dost thou draw me from the Under
Wor d, thou by whoee hand the body of
gne did perish?’
“Aud Meriamun said, ‘This I would of
thee, that tnou shouldest declare unto ms
the future. Speak, 1 command thee.’
“And the Bai said, ‘Nay, Meriamnn,
tha’, can I not do. lam but the Bai of
her who was Hataska, and I fly from
.Death to Lire and Life to Death, till the
hour of awakening is. Of the future 1
know nought. Seek thou that which
knows.’
“ Beat ticu where thou art.’ quoth the
■Queen, and there it rested, awful to see.
“Then once more Meriamnn called up
on Hataska, bidding her hear the sum
atone where she was.
“And beto.d tbe eyes of the Dead One
that was upon the kuee of Osiris glowed,
and ghw d the eyes of the Dweller in
the Tomo ana of the winged Messenger
who sat above. And then there was a
sound as the sound of wind, and from
above, cleaving tne darkness, descended
a Tongue of Fiame aud rested on the
bra w of the dead Haiaska. And the eyes
of all tbe thousand thousand spirits turn
odand gazed upon the Tongue of Flame.
And then dead Hataska spoke—though
lips moved not, yet she spoke. And this
she said:
“‘What wouldest thou with me. Mer-
:iamcn, who am no more of tby company?
Why dost thou dare to trouble me, thou,
by whos9 band tbe body of me did perish,
drawing me from the threshold of the
Double Hall or Truth, back to the Over
World.’
And Meriamnn tbe Queen said; “Oh
thou .K sou, for this purpose have I call
■ad tbee. 1 am c- veary of m/ days and I
fain would learn the >uture>. The future
rfaiu would 1 learn, but the forked tongue
of That whica sl.eps tv 11s me no word,
«nd toe lips of That which is a cold are
'dumb! Tell n e, then, Uou, 1 charge
thee by toe word that has power to open
the lips of the dead, thou who in all
things art instructed, what shall be the
burden of my oays?
“And tbe dread Khou made answer:
■“Love ebalt be tee burden of the days and
Death eUsl, be tue ourden of to} love.
Beho.d, cue draws near from out the
.north whom thou hast lov. d, whom thou
.s, ait love I rum life to life till all things
-are accomplished. Bjthlnk thee of that
rixcaiu eie thou didst lie on Fharaon s
bed. and read 1 s riddle; Meriamun thou
art great auo thy name is mows upon
the earth aid is Amenil is thy name
known. High is thy fate, and through
1>looa ana sorrow shait though find it. I
spoaeu, let me hence.’
•--It i* well,’ the Qeon made answer
-Buihotyet maysetluougohtnce. First,
A command thee, oy the word of dread
and by the link o: li e aud deatb, declare
unto lue if here upon tne earth, and in
thle liie, 1 snail possess him whom I
■shall lore.?'
•‘Jn siu aud craft and sorrow. Maria-
- -Hun, sualt thou possess him; in shame
and jealous agony ehail he betaken from
tnee oy one wi.o is stronger than tnou,
strong though tnou art, by oue mo.e
•.i.-aultui luau th.u, Uuu_n beautiful
tnou art: and ;uin sualt t ou give him
tor tils guerdon, aud rut . o l..e heart
shah tnou harveBt'or tuy portion. But
for Uiie time tH.ii sue t scape tnee whose
Tco'sieb- maicu alii, tLi.o , and with his
who sue 1 b t iue a > i. is Nevertue
l.SS in a day lo eouie Mm; moo pay her
*,[■ measure for l: ersure arid evil for
■3V.1,1 nave < poke.i. L t me heme.’
' Soljet, ou s. imi-noi yet. 1 have
still to it a: u S om me lue lace other
a to is Ili‘llc e.ueluj, and the lace of him
who is my love.
- : 11 rice may i s thou speak to toe. O
.bet gTeVtiy dating.’ a .swond the dread
K-,Oi ahu tmiie may 1 make rep;y, and
then farewell li.i l meet thte On tue
t,hrefi:juiu ol ene hali wncuce thou hast
-drawn me Look u.»w on tilt face of the
Afata-na whom tuou slowest.’
•■Aud we luck a, aud buho.d the face of
■deao tia*.hs lacuaugcu, and changed ibe
face oi i te Sgiiit, cue K i tuat stood on
one tide, auu itie lace o. tbe groat bird,
lie ba ■ tuat spread his wings auoutthe
■heed oi Osins. And beautiful they graw,
jes most eaececiug OcaUlilul so that It
•can uot be t <ifl, aiin tne beauty wav that
■of a woman asleep. Then to, mere hung
.above Hatasaa, ai it wtr-, the bhaaow oi
one who watcued her sleeping, mud his
we saw uot, lor, oh tnou Wanderer;
"itev-as hiflden by the visor of a golden
two horned helm, and in that helm
stood fasc the bronze point of a broken
speat’ But he was clad in the armor of
tbe people of the Northern S.a, the
Aquali she, aud his nalr fell dark about
Litshouluers ltse the peiais oftnenya-
viMOtfaflower. , .. ..
“btoola mine enemy and behold thy
Arm! Farewell,’ said the dread Khou,
-sneaking thr.ugh dead Hataska s Ups,
aud as tne words died the sight of ba»u
tv faded and tne Tonga.-of FUmeshot
ciDWarde and was lost, and once more tue
eyes of the thousand dead turned and
looked upon each other, even as though
rtb i faces spoke each to each.
‘But lor a wulle Meriamun stood silent,
« one amazed. Then, awaking, she
waved her hand and cried, ‘ Begone thou
Bai! Begone tnou Ktl
“Ana the great bird whereorjM face
was as tbe race of Hataska spread his
erolden wings and passed away to his
~ ~n place and the Ka that was in the
of Hatasaa drew near to the
lead one’s kneel, and pissed back into
her from whom she came. And all the
thousand thousand faces melted though
the fiery eyes still gazed upon us.
- * Then did Meriamun cover her face
Sid once more speak the awfnl word
St»d I *ta° covered up my face. But as
mast be done, this second time she calf
~a the Word aloud, and yet though loud
wbe caUed it, but as a tiny whisper came
f^from her lipe. Nevertheless, at the
thereof, onoe more was the temple
■ishaken as by a storm.
'“Then Meriamun unveiled also and be
ngf|n the fire burned upontheultur,
T^d on tne kneee of the Osiris sat Hatae-
ka cold and still In death, and round
them was emptiness and silence.
••And Meriamnn grasped me by the
arm and faintly she spoke:
‘‘Now that all is done. I greatly fear
tar that which has been, and that which
be. Lead me hence, oh Bel, eon of
.Fames, for I can no more.
"and SO with a heavy heart I let her
who of all soroereaaee is the
SSriwatMt. Behold, thon Wanderer,
ISZSmt tne Queen wee troubled at the
“Tto Village Hermit"
ion was a
wherefore the Queen wi
^mine of the man In the armor of the
^Srthln whoee two horned golden helm
:!££ds fast the point of a broken speer,”
tab he Continued.)
BY KAMI! OOX SMITH.
PON a time there lived
near tbe beautiful little
village of L e little
old man named Gordon
Gray. His home (con
sisting of a rode wooden
structure with two
moms) was almost hid
den from the view of
the main road by a large
grove of sturdy oaks, in
which the Droids would
have delighted to wor
ship. His sole compan-
Newfoundland dog named
Trot,” so named, it may be, because he
was constantly trotting at the mister's
side. This little old man, when he first
came to the village, was a constant
source of idle curiosity. No one seemed
to know exactly when or how he eame,
so quiet was his entrance Into the com
muDity. He rarely went to the village,
and when he did it was only to make a
few purchases of the corner grocsr, and
with scarcely a word to any one, retraced
his steps homewsrd.
His form was bent and he always wore
a look of deep dejection. Occasionally
in his walk he would stop to pat some
little curly bead child, or smile sadly as
their little innocent faces were up turned
to his own.
Evidently this man was burdened with
some great sorrow, and every known de
vice was brought Into play by some of
tbe village idlers to possess the secret.
One night a set or rude boys who in
habited the town, planned to have fun
by rocking the old man’s shanty, ('or
such it was,) and tea if they could not
raise the hermit's ire. So they sallied
forth, gathering old tin pans and cracked
bells with which to make the night bide
ouswith their nefarious work. They
were soon near the place of action, when
they stopped In the shadow of some trees
to hold a caucus as to the best manner of
attack. Some said, “start the pans to
beating and the bells to ringing, then
throw a shower of atones at the house,”
but that did not meet the approval of the
crowd, some avoaing that may hap he
would not be there, and all their fun
would be lost
It was finally decided to creep quietly
to the bouie and ascertain if he was
there. Suiting the action to the words
tney stealthily stole up to the window
and peeped in. There sat the old man
in the corner near the fire place with a
large open Bible in his lap, intently pore
lng over Its pages. As they watched, he
reverently closed the Book aDd laid it on
the table near by. Bending forward, he
rested his elbows on his knees and bury
ing nis face in bis hands, wept until tbe
tears trickled down between his fingers
and fell upon the bare floor. Raising
himself up, he turned bis tear stained
face to heaven, and cried aloud:
* God in heaven, pity my loneliness,
my little children, my wife, my all! ’
The big shaggy dog who had been
quietly asleep on the hearth, aroused by
uie cry of his master, stretched himself,
and, getting up, came near and rubbed
uis bead affectionately against the old
mao, looking with more than brute in
tel licence seemed to say:
“Yon have me, master: I, your faithful
Trot—I am your friend.”
It seemed to have a soothing effect on
t le old man; he gently patted the faith
ful animal on the head and said:
“You are all I have left me from the
sad wreck; my old friend, and I love you
for their sakes, my little children who
were so fond of you.”
The silent listeners at the window
moved away a little pace and the largest
boy of the group who Beeined to be tbe
ring leader, saio:
“Boys, it’s late and awful hot, and the
truth of the business is, I’m sleepy; Ut’s
ail go home and go to bed like nonest
fellows,” and, as they all grunted assent,
started homeward, white coat s.eeves
were suspiciously drawn across sleepy
eyes.
The village pastor, “Brother Stewart,’
as he was familiarly called, was a pious,
good man, whom every one loved and
respected for his kind and sympathetic
manner. He would often ia the klndnsas
of his hear:, visit the home of Gordon
Gray, and it was the occasion of one of
tnese calls that the poor old man un
bosomed himself and told his tale of
80 S«. JL.
planter living near Shrevesport, Lv,
and owning hundreds of acres of land
along the Mississippi valley and Its trib
ut tries. His family consisted of a beau
tlful young wife and two lovely little
girls He almost worshipped his wife
and children. It was bis delight after
the days toil to drive out ot the dusty city
to his beautiful country villa, and enjoy
the companionsnip of his charming little
family and hia friends who were ever
welcome visitors at his home. In '56
when the yellow fever broke out in
Shrevesport and along the lower Missis
sippi va ley, Gordon Gray s little girls
were among tne first victims, and in one
short week, were buried side by side in
the same coffin, their little haDda clasped
in each otner’s.
Tne fond parents were almost frenzied
with grief at the loss of their little sun
beam.. But a greater strrow was to
come to gordon Gray, for thres days later
the wife and mother was stricken, living
ouly a abort time, and she too, was buried
along side the little ones.
Overcome with grief, Gordon Gray al-
rt ost lost nis rea .oa. He wandered around
his desol te noo.e liae a somnambulist,
taxing interest in nothing, cartnr for
nothing, seekiDg the quietude of his
own companionship. One year later be
sold everything he possessed and lelt—
no one knew whither, as he had uot com
munica! el bis intentions to any one.
He wandered about going Irom place to
place, seeking that which he never found,
a healing balm to his almost broken
heart. After years of wandering he
reached the little village of L, ana here
he etoppod, to rest, he said, “for a time.”
After tte sad story of Gordon Gray was
known, his pccularlties were overlooked,
and sporting was turned to pity.
Thus time passed, and Gordon Gray be
came kn own simply as tbe Village Her
mit, aud he was let alone with hi .sorrow.
One cold night in January when the
snow was falliog fast and the winds were
howling dismally through the leafless
trees, Gordon Gray sat alone in hia ham
ble home. Suddenly there came to nis
ears a faint sound resembling the cry of
& cat.
•Poor creature, n said he, “it has wan
dered from homo and ia lost in Uie piti •
less storm. I can but let it in.”
Going to the door and opening it, he
peered into the darkness, a gust of snow
blowing in his face almost blinddtl him.
He listened intently for awhile, bat not
a sound save the whistling of the bleak
winds around his humble dwelling. As
he was in the act of closing the door, he
heard a sound that almost froze the blood
In his veins. Unmistakable that cry was
tbe wail of a child, and not a cat as he
had first supposed. He hurried into the
darkness and called aloud:
“Who’s there?’’ Almost instantly the
sound was repeated, but in a fainter tone.
He walked briskly in tbe direction from
which the sound came, and almost stum
bled over a small object struggling in tbe
snow. Stooping down and gathering up
the small bundle he discovered it to be a
little child. Hastening into the house he
tenderly chaffed the almost frozen limbs,
and warming some milk, poured a few
BDOonsfull down its throat, which soon
revived the babe. After getting thor
oughly warmed, the child nestled its little
head confidingly against the old man s
bosom and was soon fast asleep. Gordon
Gray thought this a little wanderer who
P-h strayed from the village, and the
blinding snow storm coming up had con-
fared it and it had strayed away and was
l0 He thought of the anxious parents
then thoughts of his own once happy
home andhls prattling little ones, came
so vividly to memory. As he sat there
and watched the little sleeper, he almost
wished it was his, and no one would ever
wme to claim iLButlfitwere so, whrt
could he do With a Uttto
yean old? He arose and placed the little
on the bed, and tucking the cover
araimd it as gently as n mother, resumed
h Taking upthe^’ible near at band, he
reSasewsTclSp*"* and getting down
^Thi.knere. nrajed long and fervently.
The^hStaJ SSJrobeaidetM child and
wu soon In d66p repore.
Morning dawned oold and dear; the
snow having ceased, the clouds had
SSSLa Mwav. bringing the ever welcome
andbuilt
a fire in the broad flre-plaoe, Mid set
US to ptopareM, frugal mejL The
child awaking, he decided to leave tbe
faithtal dog in charge and go to the Til
lage with the news that the lost child
was found and aaf*.
Telling the dog to watch by the bed
side, he nasteneo on his wav. He stopped
at the grocer's to Inquire ir he hart heard
of a loot child, thinking of course he
knew. He was supposed to know every
thing, or else he would not have been
dabbed “Toe Morning News;” hot
strange to say, he had not heard of it,
bad rat her looked disappointed that some
one else bad heard it nrst.
Different, ones coming in to warm or
make small purchases, were interviewed,
bat no one knew of a tost child; bnt one
said late in the aft-moon a wagon full of
Gipeya passed ttrougn town and there
was a little child wltn them answering
the description of this one, bnt as it ban
dark eyes and complexion, did not at
tract any especial attention, presuming
it was thsirs
Tne mystery was about to be cleared at
last; but what could he do with the child?
He c mid not keep it unless he found
some one who wonid help him care for
It was finally decided to call on old
Mrs. Pettis, a kind-hearted oid woman
who had long since been left a widow by
the demise of a drunken spouse, and see
ir she would not heln him care for the
little fonndling.
Soon Gordon Gray, in company with
tbe groc rman, was on his w.y to the
widows. After laying the case before
her, and with a good deal of persuasion,
sbe consented to go and see what she
coaid do for this picked ap “young an.”
Tue old man hastened back to his
charge lest it awaken and bs frightened
at tbe big dog. He round me child
awake, but not a bit afraid; on the con
trary, it was playfnlly pulling the long
shaggy wool ot the docile creature’s head,
white he with forepaws on the bed was
barking in perfect delight at the little
stranger.
The little one opened Us soft haz >1 ryes
aud looked at the old man as he entered,
smUcd and stretched out its little hands
to be taken up. He took it in his arms
and kissed its dimpled oheek, then gave
it something to eat.
How strange things seemed in that
once quiet home, to hear the prattle of a
child. The old man would ask its name,
but the only answer would be “name
baby,” or as what is your papa's name,
“name papa,” and that was all the In
formation he could glean from the tiny
prattler.
When Mrs. Pettis arrived tbe child
took up with her at once, calling her
nurse. Thus it was that the little waif
found a home with the village hermit.
Mrs. Pettis assumed her new duties
willingly, patting things to rights, and
soon there was a radical change in the
once neglected home. Instead of over
grown weeds and bramb'es s round the
door, tiny flower beds sprang up as if by
magic, and soon the ziaias, petunias and
phlox were blooming In the wi.dest pro
fusion.
There had come over the once sad life
of Gordon Gray a p-rcepliole change.
He went about with a firmer stop and ne
now whistled while performing his du
ties, as merrily as a school boy. How he
loved this little cbiid; it was becoming a
part of his very existence, and when his
day’s work was done, it was a rest for
him to come home and have a tomp with
his little Gipsy girl, as he called her.
In course of time the old house was
torn away and a pretty five roomed cot
tape took its place.
When Gipsy waB seven years of age she
was sent to senool and learned very rap
idly. She stood head in her classes, aud
soon was in studies far in advance of her
years. Htr grandfather, as she called
aim, was very indulgent, and oft would
buy her books from the store s, which she
read with delight.
At fourteen years of age such works as
Shakspeare, Bulwer, Thackery and Scott
were found in her little library. There
was not to be found a more popular girl
in all the village than Gipsy Gray. Her
winsome manner won for her hosts of
friends, and many were the afternoons
the young people would gather at tbe
cottage home of Gordon Gray a 3d make
the woods resound with their merry
laughter, the old man joining in their
sports with a child like glee.
She was old Mrs. Pettis’ idol, but like
the most of old people, would sometimes
think her too gay. She would say in her
quaint manner:
“That young un is entirely too gay and
jublisome. I never seen a gal so les’en
some trouble was ready to overtake them.
Now there was my happy Ann just sich,
and she took an run away with an onery
sort of a galute, me nor tbe old man
nuther dident like. He whipped her,
poor thing. Sbe dident live long, and
that's what.”
One Jtfj.ernoos._ii) avln./ a veritable
Maud Muller, was weeding her flowers.
Hearing the tramp of horses’ feet, she
loosed up and saw a carriage containing
a gentleman and lady. As the carriage
stopped the gentleman lifted his hat and
inquired if there was where Mr Gray
lived, all the time gazing at Gipsy with a
look of curious interest. She seemed a
little confused »t first, hut recovering
herself answered in the affirmative.
“Bat he is not in nt present;’’ was ex
pecting him at any moment; would they
come In and wait?
Thanking her, they got out of the car
riage, while Gipsy led the way into the
cosey little sitring room.
When Gordon Gray came In, Gipsy
arose and said:
“Grandfather, this gentleman wishes
to speak with you. Mr. ” And here
she hesitated.
“Beg pardon; I am Mr. Sanders and
this is my wife ”
Gordon Grey bowed with his old time
courtesy, and bade them be seated.
Gipsy turned to leave tbe room, hut
Mrs. Sanders requested that she remain,
which she did.
After tbs usual comments on the
weather. Mr. Sanders proceeded to make
his mission known. Thirteen years ago
he had experienced a great sorrow in the
loss or abduction of bis little girl, a babe
two years old. He had used every device
known to the art of man, to find bis
cbi'd; but no trace of it was ever found
until a week ago. He was sent for by an
old Gip*y woman wbo was dying, and
wished to tell him of the whereabouts of
his child she had stolen through re-
Ve cftobrDg at everything which wot-ld
likely be of avail in helping him find his
lost child, whom he had given up as dead
long since, in company with his wife,
hastened to Alabama where the old wo
man was said to be.
gare enough in a Gipsy camp, near
Huntsville, she was found—dying. As
they went in she struggled to a sitting
position, and with difficulty made the
iallowing startling revelation:
She said the day before she stole the
child, she went in company with her
grandchild to his back yard and asked
for something to eat. The nnrse set »
vicious dog on them and it severely bit
the child, which so enraged her Shat
she swore to be avenged. Watching
her chance she saw the nnrse leave the
house with the child and go to the j»rk
a few blocks away, she followed and as
the babe wanderedaway a little distance
and the nurse, in conversation with
others, not noticing, she snatched it up
and hastily bore it away. She kept it
four or fire months, all the while wander
ing from place to place until she grey
tired and determined to rid herself of
it. She was afraid to try to give it away,
lest she he suspicloned and arrested.
The night she eamped out near the vil
lace of L—- in Tennessee, she erept up
toa house in the woods where she saw a
light, and lelt it, not, however, until she
saw the door open and a man appear,
then she ran away for fear of detection.
She described the plaee so minutely
that he would have known it, even
though the inn keeper ut L hud not
given him directions.
While he was talking his wife hud gone
to where Gipsy was sitting and, potting
her arms around her, was silently weep
ing. Gordon Gray eat with bowed head
during the recital, and when Mr. Sanders
finished he raised hie bead, and with n
look or utter despair said:
“And most I be bereft of my all again?
My God, thle is more than I can bear:
heln me I pray.”
“No, dearGrandfather," said Gipsy,
winding her soft white arms around his
neck. ‘If indeed these are my parents,
they will not separate us, hot yon shall
go with U8.”
“Yes. Indeed” replied Mr.Banders.
“We owe more to you than we can ever
repay, and yon shall never be separated
from iu fov ono noinonti Wlren our lit
tie one was taken she wore around her
neck a chain with a tiny locket set with
turquoise, a gift of her aunt Bath for
whom she was named.”
“There was none when she was found
replied the old man, and continued Mrs.
Sanders: “There was a fanny black mole
between the shoulders, her nursed used
to nail her singer cake.”
Gipsy blushed and said it’s there yet.
Gordon Gray had been intently eyeing
Mrs. Senders while she was speaking,
and saw there the fees of Gipsy only -
Gordon Grey. “Sbe is your counterfeit.”
They ware all weeping by this time
and almost smothering her with kisses.
They pressed the weeping child to their
bosoms and wept great tears of j >y while
they lifted np their hearts in earnest
thanksgiving to the Giver of aU. They
soon decided that Mr. Gray mast
go with them to their home. So after a
week’s time the home was sold at auo .
tlon, Mr. Sanders bidding it in. Gipsy’s
friends were sorrowful at parting with
her, bnt was delighted that she had been
restored to her parents.
The d ty arrived in which they were to
leave. With many sighs of regrets Gipsy
bid farewell to the scenes of her happy
childhood, and went to enter into entire
ly new surroundings
Oid Mrs. Pettis stood in the door weep
ing for her “poor lost dear.” Gipsy
wound her arms around the old woman’s
neck, and reverently kissed the wrinkled
cheek, and assured ner sne would never,
never forget her.
When Mr. Handers bade her good-bye
he plaoed in her hand the deed to the
home, with a good sum ot bank notts,
telling her she must call on him for what
sbe needed.
H >w strange things seemed to Gipsy!
It was really the beginning of a new life.
It was a pleasant journey to Mr. and Mrs.
Sanders, for their sorrow had been turn
ed to joy, their lost child restored to
them.
Gordon Gray found a happy home with
his new friends, atffl he was no longer
known as the hermit, but as father and
Grandfather Gray.
nhndVtillaieptrMid Hearing to arouse it,
he*th£toed around and made Trot keep great deal older. .
as quiet as pomiblc. No sign of the • “This is indeed your child, replied
MAKING DYNAMITE.
Visit to the Factories in Southern Few
Jersey.
How the Workmen Appear While
They Are Engaged in Dan
gerous Work.
N the pine woods off south'
ern New Jersey, far from
any human habitation,there
are several dynamite facto
Ties. Harmless-1 o o k i n g
places they are with scat
tered frame buildings, most
ly one story high, seldom
more than one or two visi
ble from any one point of
view, snowing few if any
signs of industry, save a
streak of smoke rising over
the pine tops or a fl ecy
toft of steam, with no sound
to break the monotonous and somewhat
mournful soughing of the wind through
the pines, except at long intervals the
dull rumble of a mill and the tow, coo
aumptive coughing of a high-pressure
euglne or, perhaps, a snatch of song,
that seems to come from nowhere in par
ticular, but, on the contrary, “sometimes
murmurs overhead and sometimes under
gr* und.”
No sounding of wheels, no thunder of
machinery. No energy more obtrusive
tuan the vegitative energy of nature as
exhibited in stunted pines and scrub
oaks, with huckleberry and bay buthes
growing plentifully between. No sug
gestion or the tremendous forces com
pounded and concentrated under one or
two squat roofa barely visible through
the encompassing verdure. Not a hint
to the casual observer that death and de
struction lurk side by side so close at
hand.
Eight years ago the Volney Chemical
Company established one of these facto
ries near Toms River. Tnree years of
experiments sufficed to wind the compa
ny up. Several lives and about |40 000
paid for tbose experiments. Iu 1885 it
was leased by the United States Dyna
u ite Company of tbis city, which after
ward purchased It and has been opera
ting it ever since. All of the buildings,
aud there were from 15 to 20 of them, are
within 200 yards of the Toms River branch
of the New Jersey Central railroad, but
not one passenger in a hundred would
ever notice more than one bebide the rude
station house. That one is a neat two
story cottage with a bit of a flower gar
den in front of it. The luxuriance of tbe
dahlias and carnations is in strong con
trast with the’ apparent sterility of the
passengo. -jr
him to wonder wbytinybody should have
chosen so lonely and desolate a spot for
a habitation.
Tne building behind the flower garden
is the office of the factory. Its only ten
ant by day is the superintendent, Mr.
Yates, and by nights solitary watchman
Sometimes, a fellow workman remains
over night to keep the watchman com
pany, bat otherwise he is all alone in the
silent wilderness, for nobody lives there.
The surroundings are not homelike, and
in a thunderstorm they are uncomfor
table.
Up to last April there was another
bunding within 100 feet of this. Now its
site is marked by half a doz in low brick
pillars and a mass of charred embers. It
was a storehouse for gun cotton used in
the manufacture of dynamite. One night
in April, in the course of a thunder
storm, the building was struck by light
nlDg. One side of the root was found
some distance away next morning. Eight
hundred pouade, of gun cotton went off
at the touch ot the thunderbolt, and
what was left of the building was burn
ed up. Wnatwlil seem strange to tbe
average reader is that at least 800
pounds more of the gun cutton stored
in the building neither burned nor
exploded. It wa i wet and packed in bar
rels. When wtt it will not burn c-r ex
plode. The section of roof that was
found is now ptoppt d up on poles along
side the site ofthu burned building, and
beneath are tereral broad, shallow iron
pans cjata'Binjg'iu cotton spread out to
ary. It looks Ike soiled cotton waste
with a sligthij ;e l0 7ish hue. Gan cot
ton is cotton waste steep, d in stong nit
ric acid or a compound of nitric and sul
phuric acid or After being ste sped it is
ground to pietss Detween rollers in a
trough filled with water. Tne water is
employed foi the double purpose of
washing out th* free acid and preventing
tne cotton from heating in tbe grinding.
Guncotton bs highly explosive tom-
pound, and pacaliany liable to explosion
Dy heat. If not carefully prepared it is
also liable to explosion by the action of
light. A Times reporter who visited this
factory one diy last Week was very cour
teously showt around by Superintendent
Yates. Mr. Tates is an Englishman,
about 50 year. oM,,«ho has spent hia lire
since boyhotd in the manufacture of
dynamite. Dynamite is a compound of
mtro-gl^cerite and eellulose, and ia sent
to market in ‘aflou: forms, in sticks that
somewhat rc tenable hard molasses candy
in appearanQi, in a Hack luitreiess Lpow
der somiiarilp put ip. Nitric and sul
phuric-acid tee mixfl with glycerine to
oroduce nitroglyceme, and nitro glycer
ae is mixed with celulose, treated with
nitrate of seda, to produce dynamite.
Cellulose, it nay be tentioned, is a gen
erai name fora varlty of aubstaco con
taining a large prop?tion of carbon, as
cotton waste, char cal, peat-moss and
sawdust.
It was mentioned t the outset that the
buildings in which ti various processes
are carried on are >11 detached. They
are placed at con aids ble distance, in
some instances seved hundred i -et from
each other. This amgement la adopted
to reduce the risk to minimum, so that
if an explosion oevs in one building
the others will be aicted aa little as
possible by It. Thhuildiags ia which
the most dangerous recesses, those of
mixing the ultroglyrine and cellulose
together, are carriedn are built in exca
vations, so that onlyte roofs are visible
above the surface ofie ground, and the
earth is cleared awajor several feet on
all aides. In desefing tbe buildings
and prooeaaca czxrietn in them it will
be convenient to few in the main the
order in which thepere shown to the
reporter by Superintdent Yates.
The engine house stains n stations
ry engine of eight ten horse power,
two boilers, a tank fpreparing a solu
tion of soda which toed in the prepar
ation of gun cotton, d a mili for grind
ing nitrate of soda, to of the boilers
supplies steam to t engine, the other
to the pans in whlohe nitro klyoerine
is mixedwith thb onions (which to to
a boose about 100 yai distant), and hot
witer to ftbt referred toe Id
front of the enginouse and without
any shed over itto t trough mill in
which the gun oottoi ground. Over a
succession of eleval pulieys a wire
nshii tim from tbtegtoe house to a
balding more than lOet distmit, where
the nitro glycerine iside. This pulley
tarns the mixer in vrii tim adds and
glycerine are componid. At • ahjwt
distance from the vtorn gable of the
engine house to a small building contain
ing a furnace and broad iron pans in
which the nltrata of soda Is dried. Tue
drying to necessary to take the moisture
ont ot it, as in its ordinary condition it
contains a large percentage of water.
When dried it is pulverized to a fine
powder in the mill before spoken of, and
is then ready for mixing with the celin
lose.
Tue house, a mere shed in which the
nitro glycerine is made, contains two
cylindrical wooden tanks shaped like
cisterns, a smaller placed above a larger
one, and still higher than the upper
tank is a cylindrical metal tank. The
latter, which bolds tbe solas, is entirely
closed, while the others are open at the
top The smaller wooden tank contains
a coll of pipe resembling in appearance
a small copper still througn which steam
is passed to keep the glycerine in a liquid
state. The tank is filled with glycerine,
the acids are poured in, a mixer which
works in the tank is revolved, and the
nitro glycerine ia made When tne mix
ing is done tne compound is drawn off
into a larger tank which contains a large
quantity of water. The nitro glycerine
sinks to the bottom or tbe water, cooling
and losing its free acid as it does so. At
tbe proper time it is drawn off and car
ried to another honse and kept under
water in oovered pans toady for mixing.
Up to the making of the nitro-gljcar
iue tbe proc ss is not particularly dan
gerous. The danger lies in the snose
quent steps. Tnere are several houses
in wnicn these are carried on, where the
nitro-glycerine is mixed with the several
forms of cellulose for the produc ion of
the different kinds of dynamite. All of
these are rough, one story bnildings,
built partly below tue surface of tue
grouud, as before described Not more
tnan two men work in any one of thuse
h -uses, for should an explosion occnrthe
fate of every man in the bnildlug la
sealed.
The mist interesting of the final steps
is the mixing ot the Ditro glycerine with
gun cotton to make toe gelatinous form
ot dynamite. The process requires great
cire The cans in whi3h the components
are mixed are tu-rounded by steam pipes
and the mass must be kept within a cer
tain narrow range of teperature all toe
while. The nitro glycerine, also, is kept
under a certain amount of water. Tne
exact figures of temperature, as well as
tue proportions of nitro-glycerine and
cellulose mixed togetuer, are among the
secrets of the trade, especially the latter,
on which the efficiency of toe dynamite
is supposed to uepend and whicn varies,
therefore, with different factories.
If tne temperature is'allowed to rise
too high, or the water or the nitro glycer
ine fall too low, the mass will explode,
Mr. Yatts says, however, that with due
care the work can be carried on in per-
feet safety. Nevertheless, three times In
the history of this factory this particular
factory has Deen blown up, and on each
occasion two men have oeen killed and
their bodits scattered to the winds. Tbe
latest explosion occurred last December.
There was a horse race of lt cal interest
fixed for that day. and the two men work
ing in toe honse had asked permission
t j go to it Fermiati >n was granted on
condition of their first finish ing the work
on hand. Oue of the men was afterward
said to have remarked to one ot his fellow
workmen that he would go to toe horse
race or b ,o w the roof off the building. It
is supposed that in their haste they neg
lected the proper precautions, tor at 9
o’clock in the morning toe roof went
“off ’ and tbe men went with it.
After combination with nitro glycerine
the gun cotton disappears aDd the mass
assumes an appearance closely resent
biing apple jelly, and, says Mr. Yates,
“you can almost eat u.” The effect of
handling this substance is peculiar. Ac
cording to Mr. Kates it produces violent
neadache and in some instances distress
ing nausea, which lasts for hours. Only
alter tbe man become inured to it can
they handle it without sufieriog. Some
persons s;etn to be more susceptible to
its effects iban others, for not loug ago a
visitor to the factory was altackea with
aciive vomiting after going toe rounds
aud remained ill for more than a day.
Nsvertheless the men who have become
accustomed to it seem to enjoy excellent
health.
For use dynamite is generally pnt np
in cartridges varying from eight to ten
tne tes and from 1', to 13 - inches in thick
ness. Tne cases are made of paper, first
robed on tin cylinders to insure uuiformi
ty of size, then nasted, and subsequently
dipped in parafii ie to protect tneir con
tents from moisture. Tue cases are made
by women iu a bouse far removed from
toe other buildings, and are dipped in
another containing a furnace and pans
ior melting tne paraffine. Wnen toe
paraffine is dry the cases are taken to the
packing bouse, where they are filled, In
Stories of the Nary.
ABTHDR CREATED THE FLA6 OF
THE PBESIDEIT.
and one pa<
tne cases are filled from tin tunnels set
in frames arranged along a bench against
toe waU. Tne dynamite, except toe
gelatine VMiety, is in the form of a pow
der, and is placed in tubs Mongslde the
worxmen. It is shoveled into toe fan
neis by tin scoops, and then packed in
the cartridges oy pounding down the
neck of the funnel with a stoat stick
about two feet long with a heavy cap of
lead on its upper end, The gelatinous
form is simply poured into the cases and
allowed to harden, becoming eventually
as hard as a stick of glne.
To the average reader, who has heard
so much abont the liability of dynamite
to explode from a j tr. the pcundtng pro
cess above described must seem like an
urgent Invitation to sudden deatb. But
tots is not all. The man who packs toe
cartridges in boxes for shipment, alter
placing a layer of sawdust on toe bottom
of toe box, arranges 50 pounds of toe ex
plosive thereupon, shovels a scoopfai of
sawdust on top gteea toe box a rude
shake, and proceeds to nail down toe top
with ringing blows, all as unconcernedly
as if he were handling confections. Tne
writer stood for more than an hour in
the packing building, wbere there was
more tbaD 2000 pounds of dynamite, while
this pounding and hammering was go
lng on incessantly. Yet no one seemed
to thine there was any danger in jarring
dynamite, for the meu were joking ana
laugniug with eaeo other, ana occasion
ally one would break out with a popular
song and toe others would join iu the
chorus.
Speaking of the liability of dynamite
to explode, Mr. Yates said: “In England
they are not allowed to nail down tbe
cover of a box containing dynamite.
Brass screws must be used instead of
nails. If they move a box or a car of dy
namite it must be accompanied by a red
flag. The same precautions are taken
in France, where not a pound is allowed
to be sold without a special permit from
toe government, which must go through
a succession of hands from the minister
ot war to the perfect of police, first up
and then down. Both in England and
Franca there are regularly commissioned
inspectors of dynamite factories who are
charged with tbe rigorous enfoiciment
of the laws. In this country tne only
general law requires the stamping on
each box or package of the words Explo
sive, dangerous. Tbe railroad compa
nies also require a placard with the word
‘Powder’ in large letters to be placed on
cars used for the transportation of dyna
mite.
‘Tae popular Idea that dynamite is
easily exploded by a jar is unfounded. I
have known a box containing 50 pounds
to fall from a man’s hands and smash so
that the cartridges were scattered with
out the dynamite exploding. Not long
ago a car loaded wltn dynamite was
smashed in a railroad accident. One end
of the ear was wracked and many of the
boxes were broken, yet there was no ex
plosion. Tae company which made the
dynamite had the wreck photographed
for advertising purposes. The fact of
the matter is that not concussion, bat
percussion, is needed to explode dyna
mite. Tnere must be a fulminating eap
used to set it off. Tne accidents that
happen attend the manufacturing and
are due to carelessness on the part of the
workmen. The moot stringent precau
tions are necessary in making the arti
cle, and the risk is greatest in the spring
of the year, when the weather is gener
ally unsettled and tempestuous. Tuat
the weather really has something to do
with too matter I am not prepared to
say, but we never work here in a thun
der storm.”
Rjference was made to the ZUinski
dynamite gon, and Mr. Katas was -kf-rt
ifit would be safe fora ship to carry
dynamite fiw its use in her magazine.
! Q’tlt® safe,” he replied. “WhyTtho flr-
• whole broadside would not
Direct it.
It might naturally bs supposed
the men who work in the dynamite fac
tpries are paid in proportion to too risk
ft*? ru ®‘ hot their wages are not very
getting workmen. Prloes have been so
much cat by the big establishments. Mr
Yates says, that the business is no longer
very profitable. A pound of dynamite,
which a few years ago sold for 55 to 60
oents, now sells for 15 cents.
quantities of the staff are need for blast
ing in mining, tunnelling and building
operations.—New York Times. *
Why General Butler Crows Richer
With Every New State that
Conies I s’, Etc
Washington, Aug. 23
HEN the President
went to Boston, two
weeks ago, to attend
the G. a. R celebra
tion, the papers gave
a good deal of space
to the fact that the
Baltimore flew the
President's flag at tbe
main. I was talking
to a prominent naval
officer the other day
when the subject of
the Pesldent’s flag
came up and I then
learned for the first time that it is to
President Chester A. Arther that this
country owes the honor of having a dis
ti active fltg for its chief ruler and com
tnander-in chief of the navy.
it is rather remarkable that before the
days of Arthur, although the President
or the United States is ex officio c»m
inander-in chief of the land and marine
forces, whenever he happened to be on
board a naval vessel there was nothing
to show that she carried such a distin
guished passenger, although, of course,
the admiral had his own distinguishing
pennant flying from the masthead.
Tbe way in which President Arthur
came to have a presidential flag, accord
lng to my informant, was biought about
by chance In 1882 tbe bureau of navi
gati >n of the Navy Department prepared
an edition of tbe flags of the maritime
nations. By authority of Congress the
volume was published and the flags
printed in colors, made a very pretty
publication.
Following the nsoal custom, whenever
any or the departments get oat any book
which is out of the ordinary a c ipy of it
ia sent to the President. Accordingly a
opy of the flags of the nations went to
the White House, and in an idle moment
the President picked up and became
much interest, in looking at it.
What struck him as peculiar was that
while all the nations, big and little, had
a distinctive fltg to announce to the
wor d at large when toe commander-in-
c lief was on board a man-of-war there
was no flag to represent the President of
the United States Arthur was a man
who believed a groat deal in surrounding
tbe office of the President with as much
outward show and nomp as was permis
sible in a republic, aud it seemed to him
only proper that the President of the
United States should be placed on the
same footing as regards his fl ig as the
rul >rs of the other nations.
He consulted with William E. Cband
ler, secrata y of tbe navy, and Mr. Caand
ler quite agreed with his c bief. Attorn ey
General Brewster was also called into
consultation, and he conld see no consti
tutional or other reason why the presi
dent's wish should not be gratified.
When this point was settled the next
important question was as to the design,
in looking over the flag book the presi
dent fonnd that all tbe royal flags had
the arms of the royal family on a ground
typical of the nation. Thus the royal
standard of Great Britain has the famous
lions on a blue and red ground, while tbe
imperial standard of Russia is the double
headed eagle on a yellow ground.
President Arthur learned that nearly
all of the United States official flags are
on a bine grouno, and he decided that
blue should bs toe color. To have put
the coat of arms of the “reigning mon
arch” on tbe flag would have necesslta
ted that it should be cbaDged with every
new occupant of the White House, and
as some did not possess the luxury of a
coat of arms they would have to go with
out a flag. To obviate this difficulty it
was agreed that the centre design shou'd
contain toe coat of arms of toe United
States, and over the outstretched wings
of the eagle were to be placed 13 stars.
A sample flag having been made and
approved by the President, the following
Navt Dept Washington, Aug. 9 1882
General order No. 300. '
a J, h ® the president of the United
States shall consist of a bine ground with
the arms of the United State!in the cen
«^th^i d fn h r^ be ‘ h6 dimensions pro
scribed for the admiral’s flag No 1 V
The flag Shall be hoisted at the main
of vessels of wtr whiie the president is
of 1111 h® carried in toe bow
WM. E. cltANDV, Sec’y of the Navy.
of a white anchor on
a white star in each of tnth
is hoisted whenever the sv r . aer8 >
boardaman-of war. The
the treasury is the commani r “|*" °‘
of a little navy of his own, tHf'in-c’iIer
marine cotters, bnt he hes to nfhvonue
get along without a special “rojr*^. 6 to
dard.” “tan-
PBESIDENT S FLAG EXCITES SCSp.
TON.
There is current in toe Navy Dev.,
ment a fanny story about the first tf
the President’s fltg was “worn at t\
main.” It was tbe year after the fli&
had been created that the president took
his famous Florida trip. Commander
Kellog, the captain of the Dispatch, had
received orders from Secretary Chandler
to fly toe flag, a brand new one having
been sent to him. While the president
was away there came a startling despatch
to Washington. Tne operator at one of
the revenue cutter stations sighted a low,
black, rakish looking crafr. in toe offing
flying a strange flag. The mysterious
vessel was thought to be some filibuster-
taring expedition, and the commander of
the revenue cutter wanted instructions
from the treasury depart.
The chief of the revenue marine burean
in this city took the despatch to the
secretary of the treasury and wanted to
know what he should do about it.
Secretary Foiger didn't know, bnt sug
gested that Secretary Cnaudler might be
able to help them out of their difficulty.
The secretary of the navy was shown
the despatch, and by his advice, the fol
lowing answer was sent to the well-mean
ing, bnt sadly ignorant, revenue cutter
man:
“Leave her in the offing. Mind your
own business. The vestel is the Presi
dent’s boat. The new flag is the White
Honse standard. Order the latest edition
of maritime flags.”
WHY BDTLEB WANTS NEW STATES.
Speaking of flags reminds me that the
other day I was talking to the chief clerk
of the equipment bureau of the Navy
Department, the bureau which has the
purchasing of all the equipment for the
vessels of the navy, and he told me that
there were only two mills in the country,
able to make banting of a quality good
enough for the requirements of the navy.
B >th mills are in Lowell, and one of
them is the celebrated mill in which Ban
Butler has the controlling interest.
It is rather strange that no attempt
has ever been made to start a mill in the
West, and perhaps it is still more strange
that these two mills should have no com
petitors. OT course there are other bunt
ing mills in the country, but none that
is able to make an article good enough
to pass the Government test. Gen. But ■
l«f is very glad whenever a new star is
added to the flag, and if he had hia way
about it he would admit a new State
every year. Every time a star ia added
all the naval and military flags are called
In and new ones have to oe issued.
The fact is, and I dislike to say it, there
is no civil government on the face of the
globe whieh is so abominably mean and
dishonest with its creditors ns ia the
United States. From its debtors it ex
acts the very last cent, bnt it regards
•very creditor as dishonest and a person
whoee bill most be fought as long as
there is a possible chance to stave off the
payment; and when at last the courts
find that the money ia legally due. the
Government seems to Interpose every
technical and other objection to escape
the responsibility. V
THE G3VJEBNMBNT A BAD DBBTOB.
The Court of Claims isn trihomi or the
government’s own creation, organized
for the very purpose -of passing on dis
putes between Individuals and the gov
ernment, yet if Judgment is rendered
against tbe government the payment is
sought to be evaded as mneb ss possible.
No more shameful act of injastiee ex
ists than that in connection with the
French spoliation claims. A century has
elapsed since those claims were incurred,
ana this government, acting on behalf of
its subjects, havingset led the score with
France, iikea dishorest agent puts tne
moneyin its pocket and langhs at its
creditors. Years ago Congress referred
tue whole matter to tbe Court of Claims,
and although at every session of the
court judgments are awarded in favor of
thecaimsnts. Uncle Bam pays no at
tention to the dimandB of his creditors
and continues to profit by his ill-gotten
gains The claimants are put to great
expense, but they had mach better keep
their money for the chances of their get
ting anything ont of the government ere
exceedingly remote. A well-known mem
ber of Congress said once that if he ever
had a claim against the government of
leas than f50,000 be woo’d never make
an attempt to oolleet it, aait would prob
ably cost more than that before he got
his money. This wa* the opinion of a
man who has had a long experience in
the collection of claims from the govern
ment and knew all the difficulties that
stand In the way of the honest claimant.
A. Maurice Low.
A Japanese Psalm of Life.
The poet Longfellow’s old home, with
its priceless memories and treasures, is
still occupied by liis daughter, who does
many benevolent acts in a quiet way.
Among the interesting mementoes in
Longfellow’s possession were an inkstand
that had belonged to Coleridge and a
sketch of Minnehaha falls painted by
Lord Dnfferin.
But the most attractive of all in the
collection, perhaps, is a very large carved
bookcase containing copies of Longfel
low’s works in all the foreign languages
into which they have been translated.
A yellow Japanese fan contains the
“Psalm of Life” inscribed on it in full,
translated into that language. The
simple words.
Tell me not in mournful numbers
Life is but an empty dream,
For the soul is dead that slumbers.
And things are not what they seem,
look like ordinary tea chest characters
on the fan. But when translated into
the gorgeously flowing oriental tea chest
tongue, and then rendered back into
plain, practical English, the familiar
lines read as follows:
Do not manifest your discontent In a piece of
verse.
A hundred years (of life) are as one sleep;
(So soon are they gone).
The short dream (early death),
The long dream (death after long life),
Alike are dreams (so far as the body 13 con
cerned)
After death.
There still remains the spirit which is to live in
violate.
Heligoland is to he fortified by Ger
many at a cost of $7,500,000, according to
the estimates. It did well enough under
English rule for generations without
much fortification. But Germany will
wring some more money from the labors
of women, old men and boys and make
it an unimpregnable military fortress—
till the next gun is invented that will
■hatter it to atoms.
The supreme court of the United
States is praying congress for relief.
Pension it and let it go.
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Use Brown’s Iron Bitters.
Physicians recommend it.
All dealers keep it. 81.00 per bottle. Genuine
has trade-mark and crossed red!-ncs on wrapper.
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