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The Cedartown Advertiser.
Published every Thursday by D. B. B'REEKTA.iN’.
Terms: 31.50 per annum, in advance.
OLD SERIES—YOL. YH-NO. 52.
CEDARTOWN, GA., JANUARY 27, 1881.
NEW SERIES—YOL. III-NO. 7.
CHARLES E. WEST,
Attorney at Law,
CM)ABTOWN, Georgia.
tr special attention to Collection of claims,
omoe up stairs In Ledbetter £ Goode Building.
octn-lj
C. G. JANES,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
CEDARTOWN, GA.
Iw Officein the Court House. febis-ly
DRS. LIDDELL & SON,
^PHYSICIANS AND SURGEONS
>HICI CAST SIDE OF MAIM H.
CEDARTOWN, GA
jan8-ly
W. G. ENGLAND,
Physician and Surgeon.
CEDARTOWN, GA
OFFICE orer J. A. Wynn’s where he may he
Sound ready to attend calls either day or night.
Janl5-ly
DR. C. H. HARRIS,
Physician and Surgeon,
Cedartown. Ga.
B. FISHER,
Watchmaker & Jewelers
CEDARTOWN, GA
W. F. TURNER,
Attorney at Law.
CEDARTOWN, GA
Will practice In the Superior Courts of Polk,
P.iU ding, Haralson, Floyd and Carroll counties,
hpedal attention given to collections and real
tbkite business. marllrly
DR. L. S. LEDBETTER,
DENTIST,
CEDARTOWN, - - - GEORGIA.
All Dental work performed In the most skill,
ful manner. Office over J. 3. Stubbs A Co. ’s.
febi»-iy
DR G. W. STRICKLAND
DENTIST,
CEDABTOWN, - - - Georgia.
Having permanently located In cedartown,
offers his professional services to the public,
guaranteeing first-class work and. reasonable
chargee to all patrons. oct2l-ty
JAMES H. PRICE,
CEDARTOWN, GA
Keeps on hand and manufactures to order
MATTRESSES!
My work recommends itself wherever used,
and Is guaranteed to render the most peitect
satisfaction. No-flimsy material used, no work
silghted. I ask a trial. JAM EL IL BRICE.
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ISAAC T. MED,
CEDARTOWN, GA.,
—DEALER IN— '
STOVES TINWARE,
Hardware and Hollow-Ware,
OF ALL KINDS.
House-Furnishing Goods
A SPECIALTY.
Every variety of lob work in my line neatly
done. I respectfully solicit the patronage of
the public, and would be pleased to have all my
friends and customers call and see me when la
town. 1. T. MEK
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STAR BARBER SHOP.
WEST SIDE MAIN STREET.
( LEAN TOWELS and plenty of BAT RUM al
ways at hand. Everything neat and systematic
about my shop, and cus'omeie promptly and
politely waited on. Am prepared to
Clean Clothing.
Bring me your worn and faded garments and
have them made to look as good as new. I
guarantee perfect satisfaction in all branches
of my business.
The repairing of Umbrellas a Specialty.
nov85-ly LEWIS BOND
J. F. EAVES.
Restaurant and Confectionery
- EAST SIDE OF NORTH MAIN STREET.
W Meal* Served at all Boars.
W. M. PHILLIPS & CO,
MANUFACTURER’S AGENTS FOB
MacMnerj of all Kinds.
Sixty-four different makes of Steam Engines and Boilers ranging
from 3 to 40 horse-power—new and second-hand—all at very low prices.
Also agents for the
Albany and Brown Cotton Gin,
PACKING, SCREWS, SEPARATORS, THRESHERS, CORN MILLS
and Farming Implements in general. We had a fine trade In this line
last year, and general satisfaction was given. We are also
Dealers in General Merchandise.
And have In stare a well sale*ted stock of
DRY GOODS, NOTIONS, BOOTS, SHOES,
HATS, CAPS, CLOTHING AND GROCERIES,
All of which we will sell low, either for caoh or to prompt paying time emz-
tomers. We are agents for GEORGE A CLARK’S
“0. K. T.” Thread,
And will sell at retail and also will job It to merchants at regular whole
sale prices.
10,000 Founds of Wool Wanted.
We will pay highest prices for all the washed wool brought to ns.
Persons contemplating the erection of buildings may save money by
calling on us for prices of LUMBER, LATHS and SHINGLES. Come and
see us.
W. M. PHILLIPS & CO.,
Cedartown. G-a,
R O E
Cotton and Produce Exchange,
27 BROAD STREET, ROME, Ga.
BRANCH OF THE
Atlanta Public Produce, Cotton and Stock Exchange.
J. F. CUMMINGS & CO., Managers.
Quotations from all the Principal Cotton ana Produce Markets received Dally, quoting
all Changes In the Market, which are rree to the public.
Future Transactions In Cotton, Grain and Provisions. dec23-lm
tr Call or Bend for Circular Explaining Method of Doing Business.
A. J.' YOUNG,
DEALER IN
Corn and Rye Whiskies, Wine, Gins
and Brandies.
Noyes Warehouse - - CEDARTOWN, Ga.
SOLE AGENT FOR COX, HILL £ THOMPSOS’S
STONE MOUNTAIN WHISKIES
In Oedartowxx.
I keep such Liquors as may be used as a beverage or for medical
purposes with perfect safety. (W Give me a call. Good treatment
guaranteed. mrl8-ly
D. H. LEDBETTER.
Watchmaker & Jeweler,
CEDARTOWN, Ga.
All kinds of Repairing of Watches, Clocks
find Jewelry done promptly and satisfactorily.
Watches, Clocks and Jewelry of all kinds fur*
nlsbed to order on short notice.
I am prepared to do
PHOTOGRAPHING
IN ALL ITS BRANCHES.
My Gallery is fitted up in good style, and I sip
prepared to furnish
GOOD PICTURES.
LIVERY, FEED
—AND-
SALE STABLE!
Wright & Johison, PropTs.
CEDARTOWN Geoboia.
Being supplied with new Horses, New Ve
hicles. *C_, we are preptred to meet Ue wants
of the public in our lint lans-iy
BAKER & HALL.
s
DEALERS IN
GENERAL HARDWARE,
STJOEC AS
Ready-Made Plows, Plow Stocks, Kails, Inn ant!
Steel, Spades, Shovels, Hoes, Hakes,
Manure Forks, Etc.
BUGGY WHEELS. SHAFTS, POLES AND CIRCLES,
»”T|T?AP'R rt ' Btra ,
SAWS, FILES, LODES, HINGES, CHAINS, ETC.
We hare just opened a Hardware House in Cedartown, and
ask a trial in Goods and Prices. We are
Strictly in the Hardware Business,
and will be prepared to furnish goods in our line as ebeap
they can be bought m anyViarket. Give us a trial befo4
going elsewhere.
“THBY SAY.”
•They any V Ah, well; suppose they do.
But con they prove this story true !
Suspicions may arise from naught
But malice, envy, want of thought;
Why count yourotlf among the “they. *
Who whisper what they dare cot soy f
“ They say 1" but why the tale rehearse.
And kelp to make the matter aorse ?
No good can possibly acorns
From telling what may be untrue:
And is it not a noble plan
To spe&k of all the best you can ?
•• They say!” well, if it should be so.
Why need you tell the tile of woe ?
Will it the bitter wrong redrees,
Or nrak* the pang of sorrow less ?
Will it the erring one restore
Henceforth to “ go and sin no more ?**
“They say!** Oh ! pause and look within;
See how thy heart incline* to sin ;
Watch, leet in dark temptation's hour
Thou, too, should sink beneath its power.
Pity the frail ; weep o’er their fall.
Bat speak of good, or not at alL
The Obstructed Track.
Above the fair girl who looked out of a
small dormitory window shone countless
stare; she might have seen Bootes and Or
ion bad she looked up, but that night the
worlds of heaven had no attraction for her.
She was listening to a strange sound
borne from the west by the nocturnal breeze
that chilled her cheek. “I believe it is
Gwynne’s Cut,” she said at last, to herself.
Perhaps some villain is obstructing the
•rack for devilish purposes. The Red Bird
will soon be due, and this is Ed’s trip
down.”
The moonbeams stealing in at the win
dow, fell on the face of the dial and told
Viola that it was 19 o’clock.
■Twelve,”she murmured. “What! 19
o’clock, and he whistles to me at half-pasti
My heavens! What if the track is ob
structed in the cut I”
With the last word on her lip, she turned
and soon left the house.
At the gate she paused a moment and
listened. The stars looked down upon a
little object that glittered like silver In Vi
ola’s hand.
She was the belle of the county she in
habited. Her father was dead, and, with
her widowed mother, and a little brother
of twelve, she dwelt In the humble house
won by the sweat of her father’s brow. A
railway station called Beaumont, was the
only settlement near, and It was six miles
from her home.
The brace of shrieks, loud and shrill,
whichjsounded every night, told her who
drove that engine toward that great city on
the Mississippi’s banks. They recalled the
day, one year since, when the first engine
she had ever seen had stopiied at Beaumont,
scarcely a station then. The engineer w>s
young and handsome; a. he saw her ex
amining the groat driving wheels, and
looking with wonderment upon the mighty
beauties of his iron pet, he leaped to the
ground.
“A pretty piece of machinery,” said he
to her, “and she goes like a bird.”
She blushed when she caught his eye,
and the sound of his voice thrilled her.
A week later she found herself at the sta
tion talking to him again. By and by Ed.
Gordon, the engineer, carried a picture
over his heart, and on Viola’s bureau lay
the photograph semblance of his face.
But to letura to the night when Viola
left her home to investigate the sounds
that seemed to come from Gwynne’s Cut.
Viola at last reached the cut, into which
the mellow moonbeams fell, and paused.
Something high and dark obstructed the
track before her, at the very spot where
the cattle guard seemed to be, and she held
her breath. It was 12 o’clock when she
left the house, and her walk had occupied
a number of precious minutes. The shrieks
of the Red Bird would soon be heard, and
a moment thereafter its headlight would
Hash i.ito the cut or gorge. She saw more
than a pile of strong ties on the track. She
saw the dark figure of a man moving about
among the pyramids, as if contemplating
his night’s work, and speculating upon the
death and ruin it would cause. She
watched until she believed that one man
had accomplished the diabolical deed, and
then she crept forward through the shadow
of the bushes that lined the side of theont,
until she stood within ten feet of him.
“I’ll go back to the station, now,” she
heard him say to himself. “I can get
there before the accident, and when it oc
curs, why I can run up there and see him
under the rums of his engine, so crushed
that the doll faced girl will Dot recognize
him.”
The last words, full of devil’s triumph,
still quivered on his lips, when Viola step
ped from the shadows and thrust the muz
zle of her revolver into his face.
‘Tbu is your revenge, Morgan Duke,”
she said, looking sternly into hi* ©y«m-
“Now, obey my commands, or there will
be a lifeless body on this track, to be min
gled among the ruins of the night express.
To work' at once; off with your coat, and
remove every obstruction your wicked hands
have placed there. ”
“The train can’t be saved now,” he said,
and there was joy in his tones. “It took
me one long hour to obstruct the guard.
In twenty minutes or less, perhaps, you’ll
see the Bed Bird’s headlight up the cut.”
“Villain!” she cried, “if this track is
not clear when I see her headlight, I’ll
drive a bullet through your Drain. You
know what to do. I’ll talk no longer.”
He worked for dear life, for he knew
when the thundering train was due, and a
glance at the girl on the track told him
that she would surely kill him if he did not
do her bidding.
She said to him : “I never thought this
cf you, Morgan Duke. When I rejected
you 1 thought you would bear it like a
-ran.”
He replied not , but glanced at his watch.
“Half-past twelve,” he said.
“To work 1” was the stem command,
and Viola stepped forward and brought
the revolver nearer his head.
“You must,” was the reply.
“I drove them in a with sledge.”
“I did not hear the sound.”
“It was deadened with my coal.”
The girl’s face grew paler than ever, and
she glaneed fearfully up the cut.
“Take them out 1” she said suddenly;
“the train is coming. I hear It.”
The villainous station master heard the
rambling and again turned to the ties.
You have your choice,” Viola said to
him. “A bullet or an unobstructed track.”
She watched him as a woman never
watched a man before. She knew that he
was doing all that could be done to undo
his wicked work, and while she watched
her heart grew still beneath the rumble of
the express.
“He’ll soon call me,” she said to her
self. “There! there 1”
The familiar shrieks cleft the cool Octo
ber air, but they brought no joy to her
heart. She was not at the old window be
side the light he loved to hail from his en
giac. i'eihupi. «lie would be the first to
kiss his cold brow bcaeath the stars at
Gwynne’s Cut. She almost shouted for
joy when she saw the first tie drawn from
the guard by the desperate man.
■Quick! the sledge! break the guard! ”
she cried.
“God, I never thought of that,” he said,
and the next moment he was shattering
the long guard with the heavy sledge.
At that the tie was broken, and he thrust
the other ties down into the long opening
he had made.
At that moment the train, rounding the
curve, dashed into the cut, and the flashing
headlight, not twenty leet away, almost
blinded the eyes of the twain.
Morgan Duka stepped from the track.
He looked up snd beheld the gleam of tri
umph in the girl’s eyes. In an instant a
gnm look of resolve settled on his face.
On, thnndeiingcaihe the train. He sprang
forward and the next instant it disappeared
in the woods leaving Viola alone with the
mangled remains of her rejected lover.
With tears in her eyes she bent over the
shapeless mass. How could she fail to
forgive the crime he had expiated with his
life
The next day brought Ed. Gordon lo her
side and nono loo soon, for the poor girl
was almost prostrated with the excitement
of the night.
The company presented Viola with a
beautiful house, when her husband took
charge of the ear shops. I know she will
never regret her night in Gwynne’s Cut
with her rejected lover.
Hr. BeSbera Babe*.
“Yes, it’s so, said the man.
“Ob. Jona/Aou mu%t be mistaken,” re
plied his third WTie.
“Well, I tell you it’s so; 1 ought to
know,” was the emphatic reply of John
Heffner, who lives on Maple street, be
tween Chesthuf and Spruce, Reading, Fa.
A reporter ha£ called upon Mr. Heffner
to learn the correct history of his much-
talksd-about great brood of forty-one chil
dren.
Heffner is sparingly built, smokes a
short pipe, and makes a living in the rag
business. He is sixty-five years old and
has a pleasant smile and cheerful greeting
for all friends. The story of the man’s
married life, at related by himself, is prob
ably the most remarkable one on record.
He was born in Germany in 1815. When
twenty-five years old—in 1840—he mar
ried his first wife, who lived eight years.
She became th« mother of seventeen chil-,
dren in that time, having twins in the first
year of their marriage. The next year an
other pair of twins were born. Each suc
ceeding year for four years thereafter Mrs.
Heffner became the mother of triplets. The
seventh year was signalized by the birth of
only one child. Mre. Heffner died and was
laid away in the village church-yard
in Germany. The widower had now a
family of seventeen children, the oldest
only seven years of age. Three months
thereafter a young lady took charge of the
children, and in course of time she be
came the second Mrs, Heffner. The first
wife died in February, 1848. In February,
1848, this seoond wite presented Mr. Heff
ner with a boy. On Christmas Day of the
same year the nineteenth child was added
to the Heffner flock. The family was now
larger than any other in that part of the
country. Five years passed by, and Mr.
Heffner’s household was increased by the
addition of ten more children- -a pair of
twins being bom every year. There was
now a lull, and for three years thereafter
only one child was bom unto them. In
1854 he came tc this country with his fam
ily, and the last three children were born
in America. .In 1857 his wife died,
having been married nine years.
He was now tho father ot thirty-two chil
dren, twelve of whom had died, leaving
twenty to be taken in charge by a widow
whom he married in 1858- Mrs. Heffner
No. 3 had one child by a previous mar
riage. She became the mother of nine
more children in ten years by single birth.
His last, or third wife, is still living. None
of the first set of seventeen children sur
vive. Two of the fifteen of the second
wife’s children still live, and three of the
third wife’s nine. In a period of twenty-
eight years-—from 1840, when he first mar
ried, to 1788, the date of the birth of his
!a»t child—he became the father of lortv-
C&e children. The five who are win hv-
- ua gu-U. With the step-child added
„ jie list, forty-two children have called
John Heffner “father.” The old man has
long since forgotten the names of his nu
merous progeny, and can only recall those
born in late years.
The Uumlilu Floating Slllls.
The floating grain mills on the Danube
are perhaps its most curious feature. Fan
cy two canal boats moored parallel to each
other, in mid river, about fifteen or twenty
feet apart, and supporting between them
the crank of a gigantic mill-wheel, turned
by the current of the stream. Fancy,
moreover, the sides of one of these boats
carried up one story higher than those of
he other, then roofed over a la Noah's
ark, with doors and windows as needed—
and you have a fair idea of these
Danube grain mills, some four or five ttou-
and of which, in groups of ten or a dozen
ogether are scattered along this watery
highway, all the way down from Vienna to
Belgrade. Each mill is inscribed with its
owner’s name, and 1 found time in passing
to copy one or two, such as “Jubss Istvany
ces Land os’’ and “Jonasvitch Makopopom”
as being curious samples of Magyar peas
ant nomenclature. As the steamer goes
shooting by these mills, so dose that the
slow “clack, clack” of the railll wheel is
distinctly audible, it is smusing to note
the inmates, looking for all the world like
Hnmpty Dnmpty in the play, rushing to
their doors or windows to wave a salute
end have a look at the passengers.
Instantaneous FliotogTaphj.
The process of instantaneous photo
graphy, as perfected recently in London
and in this country by Kockwood, has re
sulted in many changes in the mode of
taking ordinary photographs and has en
larged the field of photography by bring
ing within it the work of picturing objects
in motion. The history of the instantane
ous process of photography is, like that of
all other inventions, full of failures. The
gelatine used instead of collodion as a
medium for the chemicals employed in
making negatives is a delicate substance,
the manipulations of which need great ex
perience and judgment; its proper pre
paration is so tedious that it is not probable
that photographers will attempt to prepare
their own plates as at present, but will buy
them ready prepared, in large quantities,
the plate being dry and practically inaltera
ble. The gelatine is first boiled for many
hours, then mixed with the necessary salts
of silver and potassium then passed through
sieve-lik'i cloths, washed in water to ex
tract the excess of chemicals, boiled again
for a day and then spread on the glass
plates. Even the minutest care in propor
tions and treatment results in plates of dif
ferent quality. Borne plates are too sensi
tive and become black, even after an ex
posure of a fraction of a second: others do
not give clear pictures. Bo rapid is the
effect of light that the motion of the hand
has been found to be tod slow, and a pneu
matic device has been introduced by which
the slight pressure of a rubber bulb throws
up a disk which covers the aperture of the
camera and brings it down again. In Mr.
Rockwood’s studio a long tube goes from
the camera to any part of the room, the
bulb which ends it being carried in the
operator's hand. When he sees a gcod
expression or position on the part of the
sitter he squeezes the bulb, no matter in
what part of the room he may be, and the
picture is taken. But even this pneumatic
disk is cot rapid enough for pictures taken
out of doors. For this purpose a wooden
s.idc is used with a round hole in it. As
the slide falls the opening passes the
camera aperture and gives a view of the
scene, which lasts for aDout the hundreth
part of a second, in pictures taken at the
Battery by this process of gelatine coating
and slides the finest ropes on ships, steam
boats going at full speed are as distinct as
if the boats had been at rest, aud each
wave was distinctly pictured as it was at
that fraction of a second.
For artists the instantaneous process of
fers the most valuable kind of aid. No
matter how animated a scene it can be
photographed as easily as a tableau. A
ball-room with dancing going on, the
musicians fiddling, people talking, laugh
ing and yawning, oanuow be photographed
with ease. Rogers, the sculptor, lias used
the process to take pictures of athletes
struggling. The men struggle without
any thought of the camera, and when they
get through there are a half dozen pictures
of the men in positions which struck
Rogers as effective. All he had to do was
to squeeze his rubber bulb and the thing
was done. Horses trotting and cows
grftrlpp are jaaaily laktm 1 r* **" ,v
taken recently represents five pigs lending,
one old fellow scratching his back as he
gazes stolidly at the camera. A cat and
her kittehs’make a pretty group.
In taking children and very old persons
the advantages of this process are invalua
ble. The child is allowed to move about
until it takes a good position, when the
picture is made. Old people who dislike
the ordeal of sitting are photographed be
fore they know it, all such things as head
rests and props being done away with.
Pictures of persons lauirhing are full oi
life, and it may be said ot ail pictures
taken by the instantaneous process that the
still, unnatural expression almost un
avoidable when a person is obliged to sit
with head propped up, staring at a camera
for half a minute is done away with, in
the opinion of many persons it will not be
long before photographers’ head-rests wilt
he sold for old iron.
Saddle Horse*.
Bis Lost Prestige.
Tlie prifloacr in cell No. 1 waa making a
great noise as Court opened recently in
Detroit, and he was therefore brouglit out
first. He was a stout, thick-set man with
short hair and milk white eyes, and he be
lieved himself to be a mountain lion of the
fiercest order. He came out on a dance,
with a half -concealed war-hoop in his teeth
and Bijah rather expected he would raise a
fuss.
‘Is your name William Hill?*’ softly in
quired the Court.
•Oldman, you bet!” was the ready re-
ply.
See here, William,” continued his
Honor, “this Court is not an old man—
neither dot*i he bet. Don’t make use of
any more such language. Now, then, you
were drunk yesterday.”
You bet!”
‘Prisoner, this court doesn’t bet, and if
it has to inform you of that fact again, it
may have to add Bixty days to your sen
tence. Do you plead guilty cr not guil
ty?”
‘Jodge, 1 was drunker’n a beer bar’!. I
was fighting drunk. I was just in the con
dition to chaw up half the police force in
this one-horse four-comers. Jedge, let
me out long enough to flap my wings aad
give a now which can be heard four miles
agin a stiff wind!”
William Hill, I think I know what ails
yon,” quietly remarked the aourt after
looking him over. “You are aching to fall
against some consumptive Detroiter, about
five leet who will mash you flatter than sole
leather. You evidently think youreeif a
tarantula, but you are nothing hut a rab
bit. Instead ol being a terror, you are a
nuisance, aud I .ami —..H you 10 the Work
House ”
“Judge, I’m from Arkansas, and I tell
you I’m dangerons. ”
“Pooh! 1 shall send you up for thirty
days, the same as any common drunkard. ’
“Don’t disgrace me, Judge. Make it
six months, at least. Think of the story
going back to Arkansas that I was sent up
on a horse fly sentence. ”
But his Honor was obstinate, and the
prisoner sat down an a nail keg in the cor.
ridor, and stud he’d have to kill one of the
guards at the Work House to restore his
lost prestige. •
Women en the Bench.
Borne years ago the eminent lawyer
Henry W. Paine, of Massachusetts tried
a case for a lady client, but did not receive
a decision in bis favor,although justice and
equity would have warranted it. As he
and his client were leaving the Go art-room,
the lady, who is well known as an exponent
of woman's rights, said to him:
“That was rank injustice.”
“Certainly, madam,”Mr. Paine replied.
“Mr. Paine," the lady continued,“when
we women get a chance to sit on that
bench, such injustice will not ’be possi
ble.”
With one of bis rich, rare smiles the
great lawyer 9ald:
Med am never expect to see a greater set
of old women than are at present on the
Massachusetts Bupreme Court bench.
To the man who travels over the face of
the earth, migrating from country to coun
try, nothing will appear as more extreme
in the manners of the different people he
comes in contact with than their various
methods of riding horses. While the Arab
is the ancient ideal of a perfect hoiseman,
yet our own country probably furnishes as
great variety and styles of horsemanship
as all the nations of the world put together.
Let us take a hasty glance at the different
patterns our country affords: in Mexico,
Texas, and the extreme Southern States
the style of ruling is quite unique. On the
other side of the Mississippi river a suitable •
costume is quite indispensable. The bridle I
is armed with a curb bit of terrible leverage.
The saddle bears an immense pommel to
ease the strain of the lariat or the elbows
of toe sleepy rider. A common buckled
girth would never do in such.scientific rid
ing. The broad hair hand is tightened
with a cunning twist from a long, loose
strap that has been “sprung” upon until
the band is as tight as wax. Wc are all,
at least in pictures, familiar with the broad
sombrero, Blashed breeches, and large silver
spurs with their attached ‘•jingles.” This
rider in his appointments and horseman
ship is certainly worthy of much admira
tion, for he always looks at home and grace
ful when he tries to be, even on the most
veritable plug of a mustang. It is Beldom,
however, that his charger calls forth any
thing but a feeling of pity from the edu
cated horseman. The native breed of
those sections is a long way off from the
ideal saddle horse of the middle Btates.
In Tennessee, Kentucky and Virginia we
probably see the art of horsemanship, both
in its relations to horse and rider, carried
to a higher standard than in any other part
of the world. Here we find the horse bred
for generations under the most enlightened
rule9 for breeding, and with the sole pur
pose in view of making him the perfection
of a sadd e horse, in physical teatures he
is a model of the artist. In gaits his vari
ety is infinite—a rapid walk, fox trot, rack,
trot, lope,and run, changing from one to an
other at a practical signal from the rider.
In temper perfect, quick and comprehen
sive. This is a point which no one but
the practical rider can appreciate. The
bridle lines are actually useless with him.
A slight bending of the liody forward in
forms him you wish the gait quickened;
settling firmly back in the saddle intimates
to him to siackon the gait, asiight bending
of the body in the saddle, a little pressure
of the opposito knee, aud perhaps an un
conscious motion of the bridle baud in the
direction you wish to turn is all the man
agement he needs. The lines are never
pulled to turn him right or left, but pressed
against the side of the neck opposite the
direction you wish to turn. Leaning for
ward in the saddle puts him in a fast or
fox trot. To puli him in a rack the bridle
reins are pulled taut, while the heels bring
the spur pressure to his sides. To make
him trot, the reins and heels are let loose,
the hands pressed upon the withers, and
the body slightly raised in the saddle until
he gets settled in his gait. To make b im
jamgr-«Joaejattle-in lh H saddleayLw»f
One hand in tne air. T hese are not thi
and boar sandwiches were duly honored
by the strong sex. Beautiful eyes, under
quaint, poky hats and mousquetaire
“toques,” flashed merry glances after
Bparkling champagne and hock had been
handed round profusely. The beil rang
but too soon, and back to the paddock we
strode for the last event. The shades of
evening were over the Castellans, crowded
by thousands of persons who wished to
see the return, when we drove back to
Madrid amid a scene of animation in
streets and promenades only surpassed,
perhaps, by the road to the bull-ring on
Sundays.
Fashionable Flutters ana Toes.
>ne hand in the air.
inventions of a single individual, but the
universal custom among those who train
saddle horses in the-Blates named.
We now come to the rider of this perfected
saddle horse. He sits in his scat with an
easy, comfortable grace that shows him
familiar with it from earliest boyhood.
The stirrups are so long that his toes barely
rest with ease in them, while his heels turn
slightly outward, relieving his appearance
of extreme awkwardness that is often seen
in rider’s whose toes point at right angles
with the horse’s sides. These horses are
thoroughly bitted when young' and thus
taught to carry a high and sty lish head, so
that when in full motion, with the favorite
gait, a rack, and bestrode by his superb
rider, the whole makes a picture that chal
lenges our highest admiration.
Aironno’s Fancy.
With the annual close of the bull ring
coincides every autumn the second race
meeting of the year in Madrid. Just as
the bull fight is the popular amusement,
par excellence, where the people revel ill
all the fierce excitement, the good humor
ed jollity, the ploasant equality that makes
the young grandee sit close to the common
muleteer or workman, the horse races are
a pastime where the upper classes fancy
they amusing themselves because it is fash
ionable, and the multitude stared in undis
guised astonishment at the rows of hand
some carnages and drags Allied with ladies
and gentlemen who are betting and making
books during several hours. The multi
tude only evinces some interest when the
race actually takes place, and the jockeys
in their blue, yellow or black and white
jackets incite more curiosity than the
horses. Your Bpamard can not admire the
fine, active, slim, thoroughbred herse, as
his ideal of a steed is an Andalusian crossed
with Arab, prancing, curvetting, stepping
slowly to display its showy tail, rounded
form and heavy curved neck. What Cas
tilians do begin lo like in the races is that
it affords x double opportunity for sight
seeing and for gambling. The agencies
for pools are besieged with native* shoal
ing and asking tickets with the name of
the favorites, and the most forward in the
new sport bet and make bets with a zest
and fury worthy of Longcbamps in Paris
or of Epsom Downs on a Derby day. The
Madrid race course is lieautifolly situated
at the extremity of the Recoletos and G’as-
tellaua drives in a sort of hollow plain sur
rounded by rising ground and hillocks that
afford for the masses a natural amphithea
tre on which they stand by thousands on
foot and in every imaginable vehicle.
Down below, near the course, are four
handsome stone and wooden stand support-
«*a by iignt iron columns and with iron-
railed terraces right and left or the royal
pavilion that is the center of the paddock.
The stands are crowded with bourgeois®
and young men eagerly surround the
“poule” agency, but the center of tho at
traction is the paddock and great tribune
near the royal pavilion. There muster in
force the belles of Madrid society in ele
gant toilets, vicing with the ladies of the
diplomatic corps; ministers, judges, gon-
erals, deputies, bankers, grandees, young
aristocrats, and busy plutocrats have all
come there to bet and lunch merrily, and
there is as much flirting going on there as
in every gathering of Madrid high life.
King Alfonso himself leaves the young
queen and the princess iu the pavilion and
mingles with the distinguished crowd, now
discussing horse-flesh with Duke Fernan
Nunez, Marquis V. Hamejor or Mr. Dav
ies, the owners of the best studs, or ex
changing amiable remarks with his lovely
subjects, who are ever anxious for a smile
of their gallant young Monarch. In fact,
in the paddock you meet every oue that is
known in the world of fashion, politics or
finance, unless, indeed, some have remain
ed to brave the keen blasts from yon blue
mountains and snow-capped peaks from
the tops of mail coaches and Danmonts,
magmfisently got up, with their livened
servants and fours-m-hand. ‘ Between the
third and fourth race there is a tong pause
for lunch, and then I west from the pad-
dock to a hospitable ccach, where, as in
all, pates de foie grot, pasties ot venison
The idle, fashionable woman has taken
to a new diversion She polishes her nails.
She extends her hand to you with great
frequency nowadays, and always with the
back upward and the fingers straightened
out. That is because she wishes you to
observe the nails, which shine like glass
and are of a delicate pink hue. Who
knows what started this mania ? Nobody
can ever discover the origin of such things.
The distemper breaks out-somehow, aud
then extends from person wt P^ocn. The
New York woman of leisureV'b’iether s he
be left in the city or is to be found at some
near seashore resort, now spends about four
hours a day at work ou her nails. Her
tool is an article Bomewhat like the wooden
handies or holders for blotting-paper a
narrow strip of ebony, ivory or India-rub
ber, with a knob on one aide and a surface
of chamois skm on the other. Some’ of
these polishers are fancifully made, and
$10 is not an unusual price; but cheap
ones do the work as well, and a home
made article answers the purpose. The
best of them have a device for handily
fastening in fresh strips of chamois skin
but tacks will do. The essentials are a
polishing substance and plenty of industry.
A mixture is sold in the stores at a pretty
high price, and it has a beautiful name aud
label, but is a simple compound of rotten-
stone, oil and rouge. Anybody can mix
it for herself. The stuff is daubed on the
rubber, aud assiduous friction does the
rest. The rotten-stone and oil smooth and
polish the nails, jnst as metal; bone and
ivory are made to shine by the workmen,
and the rouge imparts a pinkish color. The
en.busiasiic industry displayed by the
women in this amusement is wonderful.
They rub, rub, by the hour, usually in par
ties, making this employment take the
place of needlework. There was once an
old woman who scrubbed her kitchen floor
until she fell through into the cellar, break
ing her back. Something like that will
happen to these nail polishers, for nails
cannot thicken as fast as they are now be
ing scoured away. The polishing is not
ail done on finger nails. Oh, no. The
toe-nails of the belles are beautified, too.
What is the use of spending time and labor
in making then toe-nails pink and glossy f
Well, some of them have husbands, bear in
mind. Time was when the female bather
hid the corns, bunions and lii tie unshapli-
ness of her feet in slippers, or stuck them
ol l ’{lTe DuxrnstieJ
water! "Yhc attractiveness ol
nails are deemed by her to more than com
pensate for any blemishes, and so she takes
pains to show her feet. The change is a
marked feature in the surf scenes, where
thousands of women are in the water every
afternoon. Many of them have been seen
sitting on the sand with their toe-nails
proudly glistening in the gun.
The increased attention to nails has na
turally extended to their shape, and the
greatest care is bestowed upon the matter
of cutting them. Long and narrow naiis
are considered prettiest, and to give them
the desired proportion they are trimmed
somewhat to a point, while at the roots the
skin is pushed and cut hack as muen as
possible. Gloves arc not worn at all, even
at the full-dress balls. Mitts of all colors,
from white through the whitest hues to
plain black, extended from the elbows to
the knuckles, leaving the fingers exposed.
There is all the more reason, then, for ren
dering those fingers sightly. Realiy beau
tiful fingers, if you will iahe the trouble to
convince yourself by observation, are scarce
indeed—much more so than handsome
faces. The plump beauty usually has fin
gers as blunt at the ends as drumsticks,
while the fingers of her etheriatlv slender
sister are about as bony as a skeleton’s.
Thus it is a good year for pretty fingers
that do not need a tight glove to squeeze
them into shape. Kings are more than
ever iu vogue. Bangle rings with jinglets
to them are about the only novelties in that
tine.
How tbo Burglars Burgle.
Tin; modern housebreaker is, however, a
far different person, and plays fora higher
stake. He has probably been in prison,
and learned the tricks of the trade in the
hours of combined labor while undergoing
penal servitude at Dartmoor or Portland,
it is here that he receives tbe first smatter
ing of his scientific education. He may
have been a clerk or a discharged iootman,
or a small shopman, or an errand lad,—
some one who embezzled or purloined,—
and the discipline of his prison career has
resulted in nothing more than preparing
him for the exciting trade of a professional
thief. Society, he argues, has injured him
by depriving him of his liberty, and be in
tends to be revenged upon society. Hebe-
comes a companion of old tbie res, and he
is elected a brother in the freemasonry of
crime. He is told where property can be
found, how it can be stolen, and where it
can be oisposed of. Stories ot robberies
and burglaries, and midnight adventures,
sound as fascinating as the yarns of miners
at the diggings. Chance may decree a
long course of ceaseless work and no re
ward; but whan the “turn-up” does oome,
the prize is worth the winning. Thus edu
cated theoretically in thieves’ knowledge,
the felonious neophyte comes out of prison
to be a connecting link between the
“lagged’ and ths ‘lucky.” He knows
what policemen can be bribed, what in
formation is necessary for his undertaking;
what public houses and other haunts ore
frequented by thieves, aud what should be
the general plan of the campaign ou which
he has entered. He does not go rashly to
work, bides his time, setting his traps and
snares with the care of an old sportsman.
Unconsciously, domestic servants, mato
aud female, drift into thi9 world of roguery
and before they are aware of it, are led to
betray the confidence of thier employers.
They are plausible lellows, these modern
burglars; they can tell a good s:ory and
sing a good song, they can flirt with the
silly maids, and will ‘walk ont with them’
on Sundays; they bet a little and play
cards and gradually they enmesh a house
hold by the agency of the indoor servants
who have not the faintest idea of the real
objects of the crafty feilows who have
made themselves so agreeable. People ex
press themselves surprised at the constant
success of the confidence trick, and all the
devices in which good acting and plausi
bility are opposed to selfishness and vani
ty; and yet they cannot realize the fact
that agents of the ‘Intelligence depart
ment” of knavery are constantly ou the
alert.