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Dfeatais of Youth Often
jg? Spell Success in Life ^ ^
MIXED MOTIVES OF BEAUTY SEEKING MARTYRS
J2 1 Mny In y*ur dreams,"
1, til* motto tbait< Andrew
A Ctrndte gives to young
ijmen In Wa “Empire of
BuMtMB— and laiter he
j iMtys:
"There .-!• not much out
come In y>*uth who does
. not ulrmity one himself
captain in his drvam s and
, steers his bark according
ly^ ly. true to the course a.1-
; ready laid down and not
1 to be departed from under
any stress offw««.ther. I would not give
a lig for the‘young man who does not
see himself the partner or head of an
important firm."
A look at the early ambitions of suc
cessful men reveal the faot that what
they planned to be is w!»at they gen
erally have become. Some have seen
their dreams come true beyond their
wildest- expectations, one or two have
realized their exact idwils, and others
liuve found success along different lines
from their Tirst ambitions. There Is no
case of marked achievement, however,
in which the high aim referred to by
Ur. Carnegie h» s been absent.
BEVERIDGE PLANNED TO BE
BIG MAN.
Senator Beveridge's former - partner out
lit Kansas, D, G. McClellan, tells of the
early dreams in wUxich the senator al
ready saw himself famous.
'Beveridge was nothing but ti hoy."
he said. “He was about twenty-three
years old. and a square, honest boy at
that. lie had aparenrtly been well edu
cated, but 1 take It he knew little about
law in those. days. No no was necessary,
anyway, for the principal work was to
get located, in which I left Beveridge to
rim thing*. He was enthusiastic and
full of -(hope, and. although there was no
politics and no chtmoe for him to take
part in public afljnlrs. If ho wanted to.
he used to dream and talk to mo about
what a great man he was going to be.
While ii did not laugh at him. 1 hardly
thought he would get as far (is he 'has.
although I knew he was clever, and lie
was a hustler, and I was sorry when he
left me.”
When Herbert Vreeland worked ns
brakemon on the Long Island railroad
lie made (himself famous all along the line
for the chance remark that lie Intended
to be president of the road some day,
and which earned for him the nickname
of President Freeland. That it was the
outspoken expression of the. hope of great
things that he already entertained there
Is no doubt in the minds of those who
knew the wonderful temperament of hope
and energy which has combined to make
the career of this man,
"There was «a divine spark in this boy's
brain which lifted 'him beyond the level
of the commonplace," said an Interview
er. who also declared that the story of
Ids early life- and its struggles and dis
appointments told with b. smile 'that was
often near a fear was enough to make
any hearer feel that nothing was impos
sible to him who. dares and who works as
did this hero.
MARSHALL FIELD SAW FAR
AHEAD.
‘‘I always thought I would be a mer
chant. I was always Interested in the
commcnclaJ side, of life, and to this I
bent my energies," sa.id Marshall Field,
who began his first mercantile enterprise
by clerking in a store when he was a
little boy. This war- at Pittsfield. Mass.,
where he stayed four years, and where he
difiiermined that he would not remain
poor. He got an Insight Into the busi
ness* here, and lurried hi* face westward
to tyke advantage of the larger field,
although lie was offered a quarter inter
est in the business to remain.
Among Jolui I>. Rockefeller's schoolboy
friends was George Sawyer, with whom
he often balked of hl s ambitions.
‘What do you want to do when, you
Income a man?" Maid John.
Sawyer pondered deeply for a moment.
He pointed to the Ija Mont farm house.
"1 want to own all the land from tha?
corner to this wnhool house,'' he said.
“What do you want t»> do, John?"
“George." dalid Rockefeller, impressive
ly, "some day, when I am a man. I’m
g ling to be wor( h $100,000. And I am
going to be worth it, uw>, seme day."
This dream ha s been realized marry
hundred thousand times over.
When Wa.mamnkor was la mere boy he
was influenced by hls parents to become
a minister. “1 would have become one."
he said, “but the idea citing to my mind
that I could, accomplish more in the some
domain if I became (a merchant and ac
quired meaTM and Influence with fellow
merchants."
An interesting glimpse of hls mind at
this time is given by Mr. Bennett, the
proprietor of the clothing establishment
whore he clerked at Fourth and Market
streets in Philadelphia. He says:
“John wnis the most Interesting boy 1
ever saw. I often took him to lunch
with me and he would tell me how he
was going to lie a great merchant. He
thought, seriously of becoming a minis
ter, hm thf influence upon him of the
Christian layman, whose bent o* mind
was much the same as bis own. helped in
deciding him to become a merchant."
CORTELYOU’S BOY DREAMS CAME
TRUE,
When George B. Corielyou was begin
ning to prepare for tihe life of a musician
he had a. dream of what he wanted to
lx- in later life, which at that time did
not have any definite means of fulfill
ment. He was about nineteen when he
ran beside President Arthur’s c+irriiage
in Boston and expressed his wish to
some day be private secretary to the
president of the United States.
Schwab, ‘the steel magnate, had an in
tense love of music which was cultivated
in his early days, and at one time nad
serious thoughts of becoming an actor or
of making a profession of hls music. He
was passionately fond of the piano, and
Father Bath, the college chaplain at
T-Oretto, was the l ev'* -< richer until the
day of his death. Several of the Sisters
of Merev at the convent also aided ..im
in hls musical studies, paying particular
attention to hls voice. Every Sunday be
tween the time that he learned music
and hls going away he played the church
organ and sang. At times ho also assist
ed In serving mass. When he left col
lege he hnd no Idea of the work that he
was going to do, and If it had not been
for the accident of a stranger coming to
Loretto, wlv> offered him ■ clerkship at
Braddock. tho chances are that he wouid
have followed an artistic carrer.
LAWSON PICTURED HIS FUTURE.
When Lawson was a boy he read o>
fortunes made in finance and dreamed
that he would some day get rich in State
street, and when he was *t!ll only a lit
tle curly headed bo.v, lie trudged Into
Boston and applied In that thoroughfare
for a Job as office bo.v. From this s#irt
hls progress tn the street was steady.
When Carnegie was quite a young man
he conceived Ids fliibby of giving away
free libraries, although It was long be
fore he hnd any Idea that he would be
able to Indulge them In the present fash
ion. Part of bis''youth was spent In Pitts
burg. and while fie was there lie found
that a certain Colonel Anderson was
keeping a kind of open nouse to wont
ing boys Saturday afternoons. The colo
nel let It be known that he was always
to be found there and that he would
lend bocks tt> the hoys
Young Carlisle. RfifiWry for knowledge,
presented himself at the colonel’s Ittfa-
ry one Saturday afternoon. Hls rlgni to
come In with the working boys was ques
tioned. as he wns then a telegraph oper
ator. To settle It the young man wrote
a letter to the Pittsburg Dispatch. In
which he argued that, any young man
who worked either with hls head or witn
bis hands was a "working boy." That
Tetter carried the day. and afterwards
the young telegraph operator was allow
ed to come In with the working hoys
and borrow books.
The Joy that he and some of the out
ers got from arrangement caused fne
young man to make up hls mind rn.xr
some day be would spend part of the
money which he dreamed or making tor
free libraries for people who worked
Every one knows how Mr. Carnegie kepi
bis word.
OILCLOTH KTNC PLANNED
CAREER.
John M. Ballev, the "oilcloth king,
was trained for a farmer. Hls education
was that of the usual farmer boy wnn
works throughout the long summer
months and puts on his shoes rnr the
first time in thp year to attend tile win
ter school session. For venrs he was
rooted to the s:ii\. gradnallv lerfrnlne the
business of the farm until lie was able co
take core of one for himself. Tie was put
on the farm of a traveling school teach
er. and made such a success of It that he
was hired right along for many seasons
until hls father started a. little oilcloth
business nnd put hi* son In charge of his
own farm.
. "T was up early In those days.” he snia.
“much before my neighbors, and because
T soon learned toat iho stony hills of
Maine could never yield the proper fruits
of the season’s Industry unless all grow
ing things were watched as carefully as
children and nurtured to a full blooming
maturity. T had known or thousands or
farmers who hnd not made enougn to
keep body nnd soul together, and I made
up my mind to change long before there
seemed any chance that I would become
n business man.”
The little oilcloth business which was
started as a side Issue proved the oppor
tunity which the son took hold of and
developed Into a great industry.
SIR HIRAM MAXIM BORN IN
VENTOR.
Sir Hiram Maxim developed his taste
for mechanics at an early age. He was
born in the state of Maine from parents
who came from the oldest famines in tne
United States. Hls first Invention was a
gas locomotive headlight, which soon
came into general use. “During my hoy-
'hood.” he said, “my dreams were all of
the sea "and ships, T remember of tbe few’
books we used to have. One dnv my
father brought home ‘Comstock's Natur
al Philosophy.’ Tt appeared to rrv that
this was the greatest book (hat bad ever
been written and T stuck to it night nnd
day until T had mastered ns contents, i
was particularly Interested in the parr
♦ hat related to astronomy, as anplied to
the navigation of ships, nnd at once re
solved that I would be a sea captain at
all costs. I used to dream of the sea and
the ships that up to that time 1 had seep
only 1n pictures, nnd in order to bo quite
ready for the position whiefi T expected
to occupy. T liwfan to make myself some
nautical Instruments. The first attempt
Was un instrument for ascertaining lati
tude. It was a kind of sextant, careful
ly made of wood and provided with sights
nnd a pleee of threaifT tn which a bullet
was attached. While T held my instru
ment In my hand one night and sighted
the north star, my sister l_-.:cy examin
ed the position tbe thread and declar
ed that if marked 45. We discovered that
age were living at 45 degrees north, lati
tude. and an examination proved our ob
servation correct, which was gratifying
to us.”
General Miles’ boyhood wns passed In
reading honks of military maneuvers ana
In organizing play companies. When he
finally organized and drilled a company
, ..-vc ,j;e out break of the war
he hnd difficulty in retaining his com
mand on account of Ills age.—Chicago
Tribune.
VIEW MASCULINE.
Mrs. Naggs—You shouldn't take such a
morbid view of life, my dear.
Naggs—But I can’t help it.
Mrs. Naggs—Look at poor Mr. Meeker.
His income ,‘s small and his wife is slow
ly dying, yet he always has a smile and
a pleasant word for everybody.
Naggs—You say his wife is dying?
Mrs. Naggs—Tes. The doctor says she
can't last much longer.
Naggs—And Meeker is cheerful and
pleasant, you say?
Mrs. Naggs—Yes.
Naggs—Well, I’m surprised at him. If
he doesn't look sharp he'll give himself
away.
ANOTHER WARNING.
(From London Tit-Bits.)
“1 have just been reading the account
of a railway wreck in which every oc
cupant. of the smoking carriage was more
or les s injured, while the rest of the
passengers in the train escaped without
harm." said old Hodge.
"There. Ezra," said Mrs. Hodge, tri
umphantly, ‘There is another warning
against the use of tobacco."
EAUTY doctoring Is not
wholly a matter of lignt
comedy. There are shad
ows in the business and in
the lives and motives of
those who are Its patrons
which lend the tragic touch.
Broadly speaking, vanity
Is. of course, the moving
cause which sends so many
women to the operator’s
chair, but tills Is frequently
involved with other rea
son*. In which are to b*
found depths of pathos, sentiment and
won of which those not concerned in the
chase would never dream. A woman who
is still a beauty doctor In this city and
who got her right to practice. If not a
duly authenticated degree, by personally
testing und trying many method*, tells
some things which show that the pursuit
of pulchritude has Its darker side. -
”1 began my study of tbe science," says
tills woman, "by rounding up such places
as i knew of and taking the treatment of
fered. This was because, not having any
money to study more regularly, I thought
I would acquire knowledge cheaply, if
somewhat slowly, and at the end be up
in all the various schools and methods.
I was mistaken as to the cheapness, for
all of the more thorough treatments are
expensive, and, as to the physical tor
tures I suffered from some of Theih. it’s
a wonder I ever lived through them, or
that, with the burning and washing and
skinning and peeling. I have any face left.
LEARNS LESSONS OF VALUE.
“It was a valuable experience, however,
for Idid get all the methods and all tiie
theories from removing a wrinkle or a
freckle to changing the contour of the
face, and with what common sense I
have been able to apply to them, backed
by the studies in medicine and surgery,
I now know my business and can tell any
patron what is possible, what is impos-
.-iiilc. what is quackery and what is no*.
"Both a* student and as doctor my ex
periences have been disillusionizing. Ol
course, there are funny oases, like ifle
fat woman who wants to be thin or the
girl who 1s changing the color of her
hair and wants to get a complexion to
match it. The bulk of my business has
been with women, who for vanity s sake
want to be pretty as a result of an hout'3
treatment and without paying any at
tention to health, which Is. of course, the
basis and one of the Imperative necessi
ties of all real beauty. Then there are
others who. still actuated only by vanity,
want to go deeper Into the quest, and to
do with drugs what should only come
with physical exercise and natural living.
These sometimes beseech me to try wha.
I know to be harmful and to do things
which have been proved again and again
to be impossible. Here comes in a little
of tbe tragedy.
MEN CANNOT UNDERSTAND.
“You may not see it. for no man can
understand the depth of that ydamlng to
be beautiful which possesses the soul of
some women or that fierce rebellion
against the inexorable decree of Father
Time which persists in its belief in tne
old fallacy thffl beauty is only skin deep.
‘S’till other cases are those of women
who believe that their happiness or their
well being depends on their beauty. These
are the sad cases, for they are of the
hopeless sort generally, so far as beauty
goes. Conscious that they are not beau
tiful. nor even mildly pretty, because of
ineradicable defects - they yet insist on
having such defects removed. Even when
the defects are curable it doesnt always
bring the beauty.
" ’This birthmark, said a woman who
came to me not long ago with a purpllsn
spot the sixe of a child’s hands on her
cheek, ‘grates on my husband's nerves.
Ho didn't use to mind It. but somehow
lately I ootch him looking at It. He's
not ns fond of me now as he once was.
I can gee him struggling against It. but
he Is getting colder every day. He does
not love me any more.' And by this time
the woman was crying nnd revealing her
very soul to me. Think of trying to be
beautiful for guch a man!
I said something about husbands, but
not so loud that she might, hoar It. What
I did tell her wus the best I could tiling
about personal attractiveness being Inde
pendent of looks and that If she could
manage, to retain or get back the youth-
fulness of feeling which had first appeal
ed to the man he would continue to chei-
Ish her and a lot more of the same sort.
BIRTHMARK REMOVED IN VAIN.
“She listened with a certain appearance
of thankfulness for my sympathy, and
she would have let me say anything I
wanted to, but I could see that she re
garded me merely a s a beauty doctor,
knowing nothing about anything but
skins. So we went to work on the birth
mark and got rid of it pretty well, be
cause it happened to be of the easy kind.
She was full of gratitude and did seem
happier and younger. But It was all no
use. in a week she was back and this
time she wanted to get more color In her
clieeks and to make her hair a shade r_
two lighter. She had lost her happiness
over the disappearance of the birthmark
and said, with more tears, that it hud
not seemed to make any difference with
her husband. Do you call that comedy or
tragedy?
“Some of the saddest cases I have are
women who have gone from one doctor
to another in a wild chase after the im
possible and come finally, in the course
of their wanderings, to me. These I
try to hold at least long enough to show
them that there is something more com
pelling than beauty of fa e. something
more winning and more lasting.
"I learn from some of my patrons that
I have quite a reputation as a preacner.
but T am slowly, I hope, building up a
reputation for knowing something more
than mere skin beautification. I have
helped nivire tTTan one woman to get real
and lasting beauty through rational meth
ods of 'proper diet and exercise and
through tile right sort of mental self-
control. And so l hope in time to grad
uate out of the'business entirely, not that
it Isnt respectable and highly remunera
tive. for it's both, only l’or me it's too
sad."—Philadelphia Record.
Flagship of Pirate LaFitte•
Still Sails Into New Orleans Harbor
MONEYMAKER, INDEED.
Father—"But, my dear, does the young
man make much money?"
Daughter—"Money? Why. father, he
makes a* much money as a minister in
9t. Joseph on a summer afternoon wnen
the excursion steamer* arrive."
JUST BEFORE THE CEREMONY.
Clarence—"I told the minister lie
mustn’t kiss you."
Cordelia—"And what did he say?”
Clarence—"He thanked me and said
undor these circumstances he would only
charge me half the usual fee.”
Dr Osier Plans Book Ex*
ploiting His Peculiar Views
(Continued from Second Page.)
if they couldn't cure it. but what's the
use of fooling with you when you don't
even know what ails me?”
The students toughed heartily, but Dr.
Osier did not.
Dr. Osier Is a lover of the Bible. He
once said:
"The only way to take the Bible is by
simple faith. When you begin to rea
son it out you will surely become con
fused.”
His chief hobby is running down first
editions of old books. He will chase a
rare volume across a continent and never
rest until he has it. His humanity is well
known to some, but 'the full extent of his
charities may never be generally known.
His admiration of the old style of coun
try doctor he often expresses to his stu
dents. Recently he said:
"You will do well to make such a one
your exemplar, and 1 would urge you to
start with no 'higher ambition than to
j In the noble band of general practi
tioners.”
DETESTS SORDIDNESS
The doctor detests sordidness, and re-
girds money as not to be compared with
friendship, character nnd knowledge. He
is a strong believer in work.
"Tt is the master word of success,” he
recently told his students. "It is tlj^
open sesame tn every portal, the great
equalizer in the world, the true philoso
pher’s stone.”
He has alway s urged young doctors to
mix with the world and be citizens as
well as physicians. Not long ago he said
to them: •
"Success in life depends as much upon
the man as the physician. Mix with
your fellows. Mingle with their sports
and pleasures. The more you see of life
outside the narrow circle of your work
the better equipped will you he for the
struggle.”
Some of Dr. Osier’s critics say that he
Is not a genius in the sense of being
an originator or discoverer, but his re
markable ability lies in being able to im
part to the world the results of the in
vestigations of others.
The cartoonists and the professional
humorists are, of course, delighted with
Dr. Osier's farewell address, and are
making use freely of its funny possibili
ties. The following is from The Balti
more News:
"OSLBR1A TO DATE.
"Osier, y.—To retire; to be retired. Ex.
ample: 'I (am about to Osier.’ ‘We have
decided to Osier the janitor.’
“Oskerlzation—The process of applying
the Osier. Example: ^Your services are
no longer required.'
Oslerlumni—Those who have been Os-
lerized; divided into two classes—the
material hut detaining, a.nd the spiritual
and declined.
“Osleresque—Having the quality of ear
ly retirement; prematurely languid; that
tired feeling at forty.
“Oslevitis—See lazy.’’
EXPLAINED.
"Why does a woman always get off a
car backward?"
“Because she's never quite sure she
may not change her mind and want to
get on again."
THAT’S WHAT.
Slip—Do you think a sensible njan would
marry for money’
He—Of course not. Marrying fo”
money Is more a matter of dollars than
cents.
Battle of Stono Ferry,One
of Revolution's Bloodiest
(Continued from Second Page.)
and with fixed bayonets, to await the
shocks. It ’came, swift and unflinching,
against the rigid wail of steel points.
The men never faltered, but their horses
swerved, and the whole column was
compelled to wheel to the right about.
The British uttered loud huzzas, as
they saw the effect of their sharp steel
wall, but before the echoes of their
cheers had died away, their notes
changed in tone. Mason, with his squa
dron of brave Virginians, came rushing
down upon them, and the charge was
so fierce and impetuous, that the Br.tish
troops staggered back in dismay, and
found quite enough to do in saving
themselves, rather than in pursuing Lin
coln and his little army. Thus the re
treat of the latter was secured without
further loss.
LOSSES WERE HEAVY.
The attaclt Had been brief in action,
but sanguinary in results. In that short
time, over four hundred men had fallen.
The loss was nearly equal on either
side in killed and wounded. The Ameri
cans had made as brave and determined
a fight as the whole war had seen, and
had the order of General Lincoln been
obeyed, as to the bayonet cTTnrge at
the first attack, there is no doubt that
Stono ferry would have fallen into the
hands of the Americans, with all its
defenders and stores. The roar of m.„
artillery woukI have Jjad no chance to
have reached iho ears of Prevost, and
brought him to the rescue. Even as it
was, the patriots would have captured
the works, hilt for the arr'val of Pre
vost. But while the gallant Lincoln
was repulsed, he efected his retreat in
good order.
Among those who fell In this battle of
Stono ferry, was the elder brother of
Andrew Jackson, of which mention was
made in our article relating Jackson's
first duel. It was the resentment and
desire for revenge, that awoke at the re
ceipt of this sad news, emphasized by
the sight of his mother’s grief, that
at* last “broke the camel’s back" of
Andrew's patience. Boy as he was, lie
then threw himself headlong into the
war for freedom, as well as into a war
for revenge on his "brother's murder
ers,” as, boy-like, he called the British
troops. Andrew Jackson's first battle
was fought only a few months after his
brother’s Death, and of this, the future
great general’s first baptism by fire, we
shall have more to say shortly.
Genera! Lincoln kept maneuvering his
small army near Charleston, fearing an
other attempt upon it by Prevost, until
news reached him of the arrival of the
French fleet under Admiral Count D Es-
taing, on the coast of Georgia. Lincoln
then determined to break camp, and
march to Savannah, to assist in the
landing of tig French troops, who, with
the fleet, were destined for an attack on
Savannah. What happened when Lin
coln anti D'Estaing got together, must
•be reserved for another time.
HIS CASE EXACTLY.
“I see Dumley had some verses in the
paper the other day.”
“Yes. He says it's the easiest thing
j»i the world to be a poet.”
"He means it's tbe easiest thing in the
world to think you're a poet.”
COMPARISON.
Irma—"So Archibald was embarrassed
when he proposed.”
Eva—‘‘Embarrassed? Why. he was as
embarrassed as if he was walking up th*
church aisle and hls shoes began to
ROBABLY the last relic of
the pirate ships owned
and operated by the dat
ing Jean and Pierre La-
fitte in the waters of the
Gulf of Mexico, is now
lying at the head of the
Old Basin, this city, load
ed with several tons of
charcoal from Pascagula,
Miss. The Doctor Frank
lin is, perhaps, the oldest
of the wooden crafts that
now make this port. But
the Franklin bears few of the earmarks
tl at distinguished her in the days of
T.afitte, when this old pirate sailed her.
She has been completely rebuilt twice,
dismantled and lias changed ownership
not less than a half dozen times.
Her present owner—Bernard Duhoise—
purchased the Doctor Franklin for a
mere song on May 13, at a I'nited States
marshal's sale when the old craft was
flit up to satisfy several claims. She
was owned by John Rio up to that time.
L’uboise bought her for $250, and imme
diately placed her in the charcoal trade.
The Doctor Franklin is supposed to
have borne many names. It is said she
once carried the name of T.afitte. Then
she was called La Belle Marie, and later,
an Irishman of the Jordan river, near
Biloxi, not liking that name, stamped
it ouf and wrote the word. "Doctor
Franklin." across her stern.
There is no small amount of contention
over the history of the Doctor Franklin,
Since his purchase. Bernard Duboise
has been informed of the historic value
of tho craft.
“I am convinced,’ said he, “that Lafttte
once sailed in her, and the Frank
lin was one of hls Barataria Bayou fleet
in the early part of the last century.
When the federal officers made it too hot
Tor Lafltte he sold the vessel to some
parties in Biloxi, who rebuilt her and
put her under new paint.”
The Franklin indicates, even to this
day. that her construction at first was
of the most remarkable character. Made
oi oak from beam to stern, her strength
to battle a rough sea can be readily
understood. Of a handy size, the Ln-
fittes had a fleet of these craft, quar
tered in Bayou Barataria and the near
by inlets and bays, so they could gain
the high sea easily, and then run to
cover with their prey. They watched
the trade in the gulf, especially preying
en the ships from Tampico and Vera
Cruz. Mexico, coming to New Orleans
and Mobile. These vessels were very
certain of enrrying good cargoes, and the
Lnfittes. after capturing one of them,
would smuggle the booty Into Bayou
Barataria and then up to this city, where
it was sol,] under cover.
This pirate truffle was at its height
from 1811 tn 1815. Those were some
of Lafltte’s busiest years, and it was
about then that the Doctor Franklin
is supposed to have been constructed.
In 1849. the vessel was completely re
built in Jordan river, near Biloxi. Miss.,
end became the property of John L»-
rnrte, whose son, Joseph Laporte, is a
business man of this city today.
About thirty-five years later the ship
was cut in two and built over again
in the Back Bay at Biloxi. She was
constructed on a little different style
this time, there heing more attention
paid to carrying rapacity than to speed,
which was a prerequisite with the La-
fittes.
Jules Anderson, one of the best-
known captains about the New Basin
today, got hold of the Franklin twenty
years ago. He followed Laporte in the
line of succession. He capsized in the
schooner on October 2, 1892, near Scran
ton, Miss., bridge during the great storm.
He lost a mast and practically all the
rigging but the sails. A few years
after that the Franklin lost a boy from
her dock in the Mississippi river, while
at the French Market landing.
The new owner, Captain Bernard Du-
fcc.ise, expects to utilize the Franklin
In carrying charcoal from the pine camps
ct tiie Mississippi coast. It requires
about six weeks to make one of the trips,
tiie route lying out tfirough Lake Pont-
cliartrain, through the Rigolets and into
the gulf.
The Laflttes were finally driven out
of business by the United States circuit
oc urt sitting in New Orleans. In 1312-
I 5, proceedings were filed in the federal
courts here against a band of pirates,
whose headquarters were in the bayous
and inlets near New Orleagis, under the
leadership of Pierre "and John Lafitte.
The latter, and several of his men were
brought before Judge Hall in 1815. and
were indicted for piracy.
One of the British officers, then in this
city, endeavored to obtain the aid of
Lafitte in the war of England against
the United States, and in doing so sent
him a letter promising him the rank of
captain, with lands allowed, and pay
for hs men. Lafltte declined the offer,
however, and not Only offered. nut
begged Governor Claiborne, of Louisi
ana, to I el. him join the American forces,
but Claiborne refused.
There were eighteen charges of pir
acy In the federal courts against La
fltte at the time he became famous in
the Battle of New Orleans. These
ct urges were all nol prossed aftf.r
Lafltte and his men had voluntarily
rushed to the assistance of the Ameri
can forces at Chalmette, and greatly
helped General Jackson, by the aid of
their artillery, to defeat the English.
An interesting old record in the United
States circuit court shows the text of
one of the proceedings against Lafitte.
styled thus:
New Orleans, La.. April 35. 1814.
United States vs. certain goods, wares
and merchandise, claimed by Antonio
Areas, on behalf of himself and others.
These goods in question were part of
a cargo taken from a Spanish vessel,
the Louisa Antonio, from Vera Cruz
»<-• Tampico. On or about May I. 1813,
the vessel and cargo were captured on
the high seas by an armed brig owned
hy the Laflttes. and they brought the
schooner to Barataria and solri the
gieater part of the cargo, a portion of
!" being secretly loaded nnd sent to New
Orleans for sale, where it was discov-
ei ed by the federal authorities and
seized.
This case was tried by jury, and a
terdict was returned in favor of Areas,
to whom the court ordered that the
goods be delivered.
Captain Jules Anderson, one of the
former owners of the Doctor Franklin,
and who still has in his possession her
papers, does not put any faith in the
T.afitte romance in connection with her.
He says the Franklin was built in Jor
dan river In 1849 for the first time, ano
that he can trace her ownership ever
since. He says that he owned her for
twenty years, and that it was he who
disposed of the schooner to John Rio,
who. in turn, allowed the craft to get
into the United States court, and Anally
let the sheriff dispose of her. Captain
Anderson said he did not like to spoil
a good romance, as many believe is
wrapped around the Franklin, but he
does not believe it.—New Orleans Pica
yune.
His Double Life
(Continued from First Page.)
me only by that native. You can fancy
my surprise when he replied that I had
■myself brought the story to him. and
that we had chatted some time together
about it. He gave the date of this al
leged meeting, and it was a. day when I
was at my worst with pneumonia. Then
1 began to think that possible I was
•ejoinpr mad.
"But the more I thought of it the less
the theory that I was mad explained the
fact. The editor had assured me that
■John Ackerman’ had personally brought
’em the story which T had thought <Ait
while lying on my bed. but had never
written. T was certain that the editor
was telling what ho thought was the
truth, hut how. then, could I account
foi my alleged presence at his office?
Tc suppose that any one had imitated
my manner of writing as perfectly as
;t was Imitated in tho story in question
soernod grossly improbable, but it was
nnt absolutely impossible that it might
have been done. To suppose that 1 had
spoken of the story in a state of deliri-
v.m. and that my nurse hnd written it
and then happened to sign it ‘John Ack
erman.’ Without dreaming that there ex
isted any connection between ‘John Ack
erman’ nnd myself, was next to impos
sible. To suppose, furthermore, that any
one could have imitated my personal ap
pearance in the character of ’Ackerman'
SO elosely as to Impose on the editor,
who had seen me and talked with me
so many times, was simply unthinkable.
And when one came to add all these
suppositions together the mystery grew
n.ore insoluble than ever.
"Once more the same thing happened.
Another story by ‘John Ackerman.'
v/hich T had invented but never com
mitted to paper, appeared in print. It
was one of the latest storie% that had
ri.mo to me during my convalescence. I
had made a few notes of it that would
have been intelligible to no one but my
self, hut not a word as to it had ever
passed my lips. And here it was. writ
ten out in full, and signed with giV
Jen name. That happened only three
days ago.
“Last evening, for the first time since
try illness. I put on my disguise and
went to the room where I had been
accustomed to work. I thrust the key
into the door, but the door was already
unlocked. I opened it. and there by the
table sat ‘John Ackerman.’ dressed pre
cisely as I was at the moment, and wear
ing the same beard and spectacles. The
ianip. which was a large r.nd powerful
one. stood at his right hand on the table.
It threw the shadow of the big Inkstand
or the table, but, although the figure
sat directly between me and the lamp,
nc shadow lay on the floor. I stood
motionless for a moment. I knew i
was not dreaming, but a horrible feat
t) at I had gone mad paralyzed me.
■ Then the figure raised its face, looked
at me for an instant and was gone. It
vanished instantly, completely. One in
stant. it was there. The next, the chair
was empty, and I was alone in the
room.
"I blew out the lamp and felt my way
back to the door. I went straight home
and to bed. hoping that a night’s sleep
might convince me that the whole scene
had been merely a dream; but when I
awoke I knew that it was no dream. 1
had seen 'John Ackerman' sitting at my
own desk, and. beyond foubt, writing
my own stories.”
Russell paused and wiped his forehead.
The Doctor no longer smiled. "Wait one
moment,” he said, "and then come with
me. We will go to your house, where
you can dregs yourself as your dress
when you act the part of ‘Ackerman/
Then we will go together to your Chel
sea room. I fancy that we shall find
there the explanation of your mys
tery."
1 he doctor left the room for a few
moments, and returned with his overcoat
and hat. The two men drove to Rus
sell's Bayswater house, where Russell
disguised himself ns he had been in flic
habit of do,ng. Then they reentered the
cab and drove toward Chelsea.
“It is an old saying,” remarked the
doctor, "that where there are three
doctors there are iwo atheists. Of course
it isn't true, but i't expresses the gen
eral opinion that we medical men are
prone to disbelief. Now, on the con
trary, I have learned To disbelieve noth
ing. I Have seen in tiie course of my
practice so many impossible things, and
have been compelled to believe so many
incredible things, that the two words,
'impossible' and 'incredible,' no longer
exist for me. If I were to tell you my
theory of the experience which you have
lately had. you would ask if I, as well
as yourself, were insane. But here we
are at our destination. Lead the way,
please. If the landlady does not meet
us, so much the better.”
Together they climbed the Starrs, with
out meeting any one on the way. The
house was as still as if It were un
inhabited. Probably the landlady and
the lodgers were either absent or
asleep. Russell tried the door of his
room and. ns he evidently expected, it
was again unlocked.
"Steady," said the doctor, as he push
ed the door softly open; "keep cool, and
don't be surprised whatever I mav do."
They entered. At the table, in the
left-hand corner of the room, sat a fig
ure that, to 'the minutest detail, was
the exact double of the man who stood
bes.de the doctor. The lamp was burn
ing, and the figure was busily writing
with Its head bent over the desk.
‘‘What are you doing here?” de
manded the doctor, in a sharn. im
perious voice.
The figure lifted its head, looked at
the doctor and hls companion, and then
rose slowly to its feet. It stood directly
(n the glare of the lamp, but no shadow
lay on the floor, except the shadow of
the ohair in which the figure had been
sitting and on the back of which its
hand was resting. The doctor swiftly
drew a pistol from his pocket and fired.
Instantly the figure vanished—made It
self air, like the witches In "Macbeth"—
and in another second the doctor was
bending over the body of Russell, who
lay In a dead faint on the floor, with a
bullet wound through hls right arm.