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MALAY’S DEADLY WORK.
WITH CREESE IN HAND HE RUNS
AMUCK ON BOARD A SHIP.
Five Mon Killed and Two Hudly Hurt In
Ten Minutes Slashing Right and
Left With His Terrible Weapon, Ho
Takes Possession of the Vessel.
“In four voyages to tlie East Indies,
two of them to Malay ports, I have
seen but one instance of that native
performance called running amuck.
■ Fortunately I saw it from a position of
perfect safety, but the sight was
enough to make me steer clear of all
Malays afterward, and any vessel that
haß them on board,” said Erdix Deer
ing, who as boy and man sailed many
seas in deep-water ships. “It was in
1865, when I was a boy on my first
voyage on the ship Harry Warren,
which sailed from Boston to India
with a cargo of ice. We were lying
at anchor in the roads off Madras, un
loading our middle-deck cargo into
lighters, and a hundred vessels of all
nations were anchored about us, dis
charging or taking on board their car
goes. The ship nearest, us, about two
cable lengths away, the British
ship Maliratta, whioh iind come from
Singapore in ballast with a crew of
Malay Lascars. It was one day at
noon that, as our crew lay round un
der the awning in the forecastle wait
ing for orders to turn to, one of the
sailors sitting on the capstan sung
out:
“ ‘Hi, mates! Just look over to
the lime-juicer! They’re having some
kind of a rumpus there! See ’em go
ing! I believe it’s one of those Malays
running amuck!”
“We all jumped to our feet and
looked at the Mahratta, and some of
us ran up into the rigging to get n
better view. From the topsail yard I
could see all that was going on on the
deck of the British ship. Amidships
a Lascar, naked to the waist, was
slashing and stabbing at a European
officer who had tried to grapple with
him, whilo everybody elso in sight on
the ship was running fore or aft or
taking to the rigging. On the quarter
deck the Captain was hurrying two
ladies down the companionway into
the cabin, supporting in his arms one
of them who had fainted. As the of
ficer fell lifeless to the deck, the
Malay bounded past him following
three sailors who had run aft, along
the port gangway, upon the poop. As
he ran he swung before him a long,
slender knife, its crooked blade curv
ing in and out like the writhings of a
snake. He overtook the rearmost
man on the poop and cut and stabbed
him, as he had done with the officer,
until the man fell. Meantime the
second man leaped overboard, pre
ferring to take his chances with the
sharks and water serpents to remain
ing on board, and the third man ran
across the quarter deck and up into
the mizzen rigging like a cat. The
man in the water swam for our ship,
and some natives in a lighter picked
him up ahead of the sharks.
“The Malay left the man he had
killed and looked around ns if for fresh
victims, but he himself was the only
living person in view on the decks.
He ran fore and aft, searching, but
found no one, and he tried the cabin
door, but it was closed fast. Then he
went to the nizzen rigging and started
up the ratlines after the man who had
taken refuge there. When the Malay
had got as far up as the mizzen top
the man he was after took to the top
gallant fore-and-aft stay and began to
go down it, hand over hand, toward
the mainmast. The Malay kept on up
to the topgallant cross-trees, and be
gan to follow the man down the stay.
“There was something frightful in
the relentlessness of his pursuit. He
had got about ten feet down the stay
when the Captain appeared on the
poop with a revolver and began firing
at him. One, two, three shots he fired
and the Malay kept on down the stay.
He was two thirds of , the way to
the foot when, at the fourth shot, the
arm that held the creese fell helpless
by his side, though his hand still
clutched the weapon. He clung to the
stay by one hand and his feet and kept
on down it almost as fast as before.
A fifth and sixth shot, and at the last
the Malay stopped still, then fell like
a lump of putty to the deck, full forty
feet below. Whether he was dead
when he struck the deck I do not know,
but the mate, who must have been
watching from his room, ran out from
the cabin to where the Malay was with
a handspike and made sure work of
the fellow before he could rise. Then
the Lascars came running from the
forecastle and down the rigging, and
with capstan bars, belaying pins, and
knives struck and thrust at the dead
Malay until if he had had a dozen
lives in Lim they would have been
hammered out of his body before the
officers could restrain the excited
sailors.
“Our Captain got the full story of
the affair from the Captain of tho
Mahratta the next day. The Malay
had been brooding and sullen for days
before, though no one knew what his
grievance was. On’tliis day as the
men were piped to dinner he had gone
into the forecastle, got the oreese from
some place where he had it concealed,
and had furiously attacked his mates
without a word. They ra.ised the cry
‘Amuck! Amuck!’ and scattered, but
not until three of them had been
killed or mortally wounded, and two
more of them seriously cut by the
creese. Running forward, he had en
countered the second mate, and the
rest of the affair I saw. Fi"v men dead
and two badly hurt by the Malay, and
himself killed at the end, was the
record of ten minutes’ business in run
ning amuck. Malays in mine aftor
this? No, thank you.”—New York
Sun.
Remains of Jtilien Dubuque.
AVorkmen engaged in digging the
foundation for the monument to be
erected to the memory of J alien
Dubuque have come across his bones
and nlso the bones of two Indian
chiefs, buried with him. The remains
are distinguished by the difference in
the formation of their skulls. All the
skeletons are well preserved. Du
buque came here in 1788 and died in
1810. —Dubuque (Iowa) Dispatch to
St. Louis Globe-Democrat.
Illiterate Turkish Women.
Out of tho large number of women
in Constantinople—the population is
nearly one million—not more than five
thousand can read or write.
tIFE IN SKAGWAY.
Lively Scenes in tlio Town Nearest (111
Klondike Hold Fields.
There is no shady sido to life at
Skagway; everything goes on in broad
daylight or candle light. After sup
per every tent is lighted up, and the
streets are crowded with muddy men
in from the trail. The “Pack Train”
is filled with people, among whom I
recognize several of my friends, who
are draw hither, like myself, by the
spectacle. The tent of this, the big
gest saloon in town, is thirty by fifty
feet. Entering through a single door
in front, on the right hand is a rough
board bar some ten or twelve feet long,
long, with some shelves against the
rear wall, on which are a few glasses
and bottles. The bartender, who is
evidently_new to his business, apolo
gizes for the whisky, whioh is very
poor and two-thirds water, and sells
for twenty-five cents. Cigars of a
two-for-five or five-ceht sort that strain
one’s suction powers to the limit are
sold for fifteen to twenty-five oents
each. They keep beer also, on tap.
After the lecture we received on the
steamer from the United States cus
toms offloer, we are at a loss to under
stand how whisky can he sold openly
under the very eyes of the officers.
But that is a story by itself. Along
each side of the tent are three-card
monte, rouge et noir, and other lay
outs, but not a faro lay-out in the
place, nor in the town. The gamblers
are doing big business.
A big strapping fellow in a yellow
Mackinaw jacket trying his luok at
craps is pointed out as having just
come in over the trail from Klondike.
Whether he had any dust with him I
cannot learn, but he was in fine health
and spirits. Every man whom I have
yet seen from Klondike has had a
splendid complexion, and seems strong
and robust. This fellow has a voice
like a lion’s, deep and resonant.
Surely the Yukon cannot be so terri
ble if it does this to men, or else its
tale of death is that of the weak and
sickly. As they used to say of the
Kanakas, they were all strong and
healthy because they were thrown in
to the "water by their mothers almost
the day they were born —consequently
none but the strong survived.
Across the street the sound of a
piano and the moving figures of men
and women through the windows re
mind one that there is a dance to
night, as on every night. This piano
is the only one in town, and its ar
rival is said to have been an event.
The four women in the place are not
even of the painted set; even paint
might have covered up some of the
marks of dissipation. Clumsy boots
beat time on a dirty floor, but not
with much enthusiasm. Harper’s
Weekly.
A Phonograph For the Sick Man.
Mr. Simons, who lately passed
through a period of critical illness, is
now convalescent, although still un
able to leave the hospital.
While he was fretting over a lack pf
entertainment a friend thought of the
phonograph. Mr. Simons was moved
into a private room at the hospital and
a phonograph with a megaphone at
tachment was put to work for his
benefit.
He would lie there for hours at a
time and listen to brass bands, comio
orators and vaudeville singers, and,
although he would have preferred a
real performance in a theater, he en
joyed the entertainment very much.
One of Simon’s friends gave a din
ner party and he received an invita
tion, although it was known, of course,
that he could not attend. But the
convalescent was not to be robbed of
all the fun. He sent a phonograph to
the dinner party and had the stories,
the laughter and the music recorded
on the cylinder and he got them all
second-hand next day. Then he had
a phonograph sent to his office, and it
took the street noises and the of
his employes, and when he heard these
he was homesick for the roar of wheels
on the granite blocks.—Chicago Re
cord.
Tli Boy in the Bundle.
An lowa boy recently passed through
an experience which he will not forget
if he lives to the 100 years old. He is
only five years old, and one day when
his father went to the wheat field to
drive the harvester he took him along
and perched him on the high seat at
his side.
For a time all this was very inter
esting, but presently the little fellow
grew tired and began to squirm and
complain. And then, just as his
father was leaning over to look more
closely at some of the machinery, off
tumbled the little fellow to the con
veyor. He shrieked just once and his
father tried vainly to stop the horse*.
But before be could even slacken the
speed the boy had been driven up
through the elevator canvas with half
a bundle of wheat, the binding twine
had twisted swiftly around his neck
and legs and he was rolled out on the
wide carrier securely bound in a wheat
bundle. He was almost choked and
there was a tiny bit of skin torn from
his shoulder, but otherwise he was un
hurt when his father cut the string
and helped him up again. But a
worse frightened boy would have been
hard to find.—Chicago Record.
A Peculiar Verdict.
“A wooden leg” was the peculiar
verdict recently returned by a jury in
Portland, Oregon, in a damage suit
brought by Lee McDonough, a motor
man, against the local street railway
company. McDonough had lost his
left foot while in the service of the
company by its being caught in the
gearing of the motor, and torn to
pieces, and he sued the company for
$15,000 damages, claiming that they
were negligent in not protecting the
gearing so that such an accident
would have been impossible. After
two juries in tbo case had disagreed,
the third finally awarded McDonough
a verdict for a wooden leg and employ
ment from the company for the rest of
his life.—Detroit Free Press.
Corn “As Is” Corn.
Bruce McDonald, who. lives near
Alum Springs, left two giant stalks of
corn at this office to-day. They
measured exactly fifteen feet three
inches. This corn was planted the
first week in June, andMr. McDonald
says he has lots of other stalks just as
tall. A. J. McFarland also sent in
some tall specimens, over twelve feet
and containing an unusual number of
large and finely developed ears.—
Danville (Ky.) Advocate.
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Swoetbrlar For the Garden,
The sweetbriar is a delightful bush
to have iu the garden. Its foliage is
invaluable in bouquet making. The
new sweet briars, prodnoed by cross
ing and hybridizing, give flowers that
are larger and of finer color than the
parent plant, and among them none is
more lovely than the Austrian copper
brier, that has blossoms whose petals
are like scarlet velvet, almost the hue
of a vivid scarlet geranium.
The Lettuce Seed Crop,
Always in saving lettuce seed,
choose that which has most leaves,
and whioh has grown without inter
ruption from the seed. Tho practioe
in many families is to pluck the leaves
three or four times, and when at last
the leaves begin to be tough, let the
plant send up its seed stalks. Usual-*
ly the largest crop of seed will comb
from the plant that has fewest leaves.
But it will not be worth planting.
Grown as lettuce for seed should be
without disturbing a leaf, each plant
will produce very few seed. Yet seed
from this nearly seedless lettuce is
worth any amount of the seed whioh
is produced in the usual way.
Nesting Material.
When the nests are located iu per
fectly dry situations, there is nothing
better for a foundation than that
cheapest of material, dry earth. A
little tobacco dust added never comes
amiss. For the upper layer, lawn
clippings, hay or straw, excelsior, or
moss may be used. The least desira
ble of all these is hay, as the presence
of small seeds constantly tempts the
hens to scratch it from the nest. If
the owner considers it too much trou
ble to wash the eggs which may be
soiled, the slight precaution of keep
ing the nest clean and dry will add at
least one-half to the attractiveness of
his basket of England
Homestead.
An Ideal Hedge Plant.
This is what Professor Massey of
the North California Experiment Sta
tion calls the Citrus trifoliatn. The
belief is general that none of the tree
oranges is hardy at the north, but,
according to the professor, there are
few places where this delicious orange
is not completely hardy. He says
Is passed through last winter in
Michigan safely. Its compact dwarf
habit makes this plant easy to keep in
good shape without hard pruning. Its
complete armament of the strongest
and sharpest spines pointing in every
direction makes it a better defense
than even the honey locust. It makes no
suckers and its roots spread but a
short distance and are not exhaustive
of a broad strip of soil, as tho other
plants used for farm hedges are. It
bears a great profusion of the sweetest
of orange flowers, and loads itself with
little sour, seedy oranges, like limes,
which ripen in October. When the en
tire hardiness of this plant is fully
realized the question of the best hedge
plant will, I think, be finally settled.
The plants are now so cheap in the
Southern nurseries that it will be easy
for the experiment stations and in
dividuals in the extreme north to test
their hardiness.
To Prevent a llorse Kicking.
The illustration shows a device to
be used where a horse kicks his stable
companion. It is made from one-inch
galvanized iron tubing. The two cor
ners are screwed together with a re
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HOLDBACK IN STABLE.
turn coupler. Pins go through holes
in the upper ends and are attached to
tho woodwork of the stall. A cord is
fastened to the device for raising or
lowering as required. AATien not in
use it is raised and is well out of the
way of everything. In use, it does not
interfere at all with the animal’s move
ments, except to prevent his being too
free with his feet and legs. [
To prevent thieves taking horses out
of the stable place a bar of iron across
the doorway, as shown in cut, one end
(a) entering far enough through 'the
doorpost to allow the other end (b) to
fit into a socket. An iron key is put
into a hole iu the bar near (a) aud pad
locked there. These two devices are
not patented and they are effective.—
Orange Judd Farmer.
Tlie Private Dairyman’s Opportunity.
Creamery butter is tlxe standard in
the markets because it is uniform aud
can be had in quantities sufficient to
supply the retail trade, says F. AA T . Moss
mau, of Massachusetts. The creamery
man, however, has his trials. The
impossibility of overseeing the pro
duction aud first handling of the milk
is a serious difficulty, often causing a
lower grade product. Unless a first
class buttermaker can be obtained,
much ioss will result in many ways.
It is because of these drawbacks
that there is still an opportunity for
expert private dairymen to make a
butter far superior in quality to the
average creamery product. There
are people in almost every village and
town who are glad to obtain for family
use a strictly gilt-edged article at its
true value. To a limited extent this
demand has been met, but I am led to
believe that the field is by no means
fully occupied.
To succeed in this it will often be
necessary to lay aside preconceived
ideas. Tempering cream by the sense
of feeling or determining acidity by
taste, will not answer. Butter owes
its good qualities very largely to its
treatment in the ripening vat and only
to a small degree to the worker.
The essential features of good but
ter making are, a pure, sweet cream
of proper consistency ripened rather
slowly at a temperature of 58 to 62 de
grees, or a little higher with or with
out a starter. The acidity at churning
time should not be far from 0.7 per
cent., preferably under than over,
though the writer has recently made a
sample of butter which scored ninety
nine points in a possible one hundred
from cream which at churning time
showed 0.745 per oent.
Churning temperature is governed
.by the per oent. of butter fat and de
gree of ripeness of the ore am, also the
Character of the herd and period of
lactation. The temperature should be
such that from thirty to sixty minutes
is required for churning. Cream ought
never to be oburned when it breaks In
from five to ten minutes, as such treat
ment is ruinous in point of quality and
eoonomy.
Excessive washing of butter is al
ways at the expense of the flavor. If
in just the right condition, it requires
very little washing. Some prefer a
washing of brine at a temperature of
fifty-four to fifty-eight degrees. Good
results are obtained in this way. The
flavor is supposed to be removed in a
less degree than by the use of pure
water. Color and salt of the best
quality are to be used in quantities to
suit tlie trade. Working is important,
i. e., it is important to do just ns little
of it as will answer the purposg of
evenly incorporating the salt and re
moving moisture.
Strict cleanliness is to be rigidly ob
served with every implement and in
every operation from beginning to end,
not one day in seven only, but every
day in the year so long as the business
continues.—American Agriculturist.
Subßoiling explained.
Testimony in favor of subsoiling,
especially as an antidote to drought,
keeps pouring in from almost every
quarter. It should be olearly under
stood that good subsoiling does not
mean turning down the surface soil
aud turning up the subsoil on top
of it. That would do a good deal of
harm. The crude material so brought
up has not had enough air to prepare
it as plant food, and may be in itself
very deficient ill some essential food
elements.
To subsoil for best results, as little
as possible of the suifaee soil should
bo turned under. It should, however,
be clean-turned once aud the layer be
low it well stirred to a greater or less
depth, as is found practicable, and
left so. The main interest and chief
benefit of this sort of subsoiling is to
open up the more or less impervious
stratum that lies below the reach of
ordinary plowing in such a way that
by the action of air and moisture and
frosts it may be brought into a condi
tion that will enable it to hold the
greatest quantity of moisture and at
the same time permit the free circula
tion of air around the roots of the
plant. In the growth of trees, for ex
ample, the repeated movement of the
soil caused by the leverage of the roots
under the action of the wind may be
seen very much tbe same effect as re
sults from subsoiling. There is no
transposition of tho different layers of
the soil, only a loosening proportioned
to the amount of wind power that is
brought to bear on the branches and
leaves of the tree. The decaying
vegetable matter, a leading ingredient
in the food of the tree, always stays on
the surface and the small fibers of the
roots come up to feed upon it. But
another set of roots reaches down
deeper and deeper, mainly to bring up
moisture, without whieh as a diluting
agent food cannot readily be made
available. The work done by the
leverage of the tree is of very much
the same sort as is done by good sub
soiling. What the tree keeps doing,
it may be for centuries, subsoiling will
do by one prooess for the plants which
must produce their full growth aud
perfection in a single season.
There is a wide range in the char
acter of soils and some soils are such
a happy combination of sand and loam
as to be readily pervious to both air
and moisture. If there is excessive
rainfall, it is slowly but surely drained
off through the lower layers, and in
protracted drought moisture comes
back to the surfaoe in the same way.
But this combination is not common,
and the leading advantage of subsoil
ing has been its power to protect crops
from the effects of extreme and pro
tracted droughts. It is the remarkable
consensus of experience iu this direc
tion that emphasizes the importance
of a fuller attention to the effect of
subsoiling and tbe liest way of doing
it than it has ever before had.
The best season for subsoiling is
evidently the fall; once stirred by the
subsoil plow the moisture and frost
together will reduce the soil so stirred
to fine particles, through which the
air and moisture and the roots to be
benefited <?an freely pass. Some
plants have in their roots much greater
penetratiug power than others, but
subsoiling will do at one process and
more effectually what is only partially
and slowly done even by the most
penetrating kind of roots.
The best way is to send round an or
dinary plow and turn over an ordinary
furrow at tlie ordinary depth, follow
ing in the same furrow with a subsoil
plow of some sort that will stir a few
inches of the next stratum of soil and
leave it in the same position. An or
dinary plow without the moldboard
will do this fairly well.—New England
Homestead.
American pottery was recently
shipped to Liverpool and Edinburgh
| from Kokomo, Ind., the first sent from
! the United States to the British Isles.
WORDS OF wisdom:
The paths to God are more in num
ber than the breathings of created be
ings.—From the Persian.
A soul’s rays, looking Godward, must
blend with all other rays thus tending.
It is the only abiding nearness.—Trin
ities and Sanctities.
The regeneration of the world will
begin when humanity fully realizes
that its humanity is divine, and that
life, in its true sense, means simply
and always divine life.—Lilian Whit
ing.
Pleasant retrospections, easy
thoughts and comfortable presages
are admirable opiates. They he'p
assuage the anguish and disarm the
distemper and almost make a man de
spise his misery.—Jeremy Taylor !
Solitude is a good school, but the
world is the best theatre; the institu
tion is the best there,’ but the practice
here; the wilderness hath the advan
tage of discipline, and society oppor
tunities of perfection.—Jeremy Taylor.
The needful thing is not that we
abate, but that we consecrate the in
terests and affections of our life, en
tertain them with a thoughtful heart,
serve them with the will of duty aud
revere them as the benediction of God.
—Janies Martineau.
When God sends darkness, let it tie
dark. ’Tis so vain to think we can
light up with candles, or make it any
thing but dark. It may be because of
the darkness we shall see some new
beauty in the stars.—George S. Mer
riam, in “The Story of AVilliam and
Lucy Smith.”
Glory is the crown woven by the
self. A soul in which the spirit of a
divine purpose is at flood glorifies
everything it touches, enhaloes every
place and act, lifts the meanest thing
to be divine, sends the thrill of its
energy through the dullest, puts life
into that whieh means death. Such
soul transfigures, if it may not trans
mute, everything it comes in contact
with.—J. F. W. Ware.
The loftiest test of friendship—un
derstood as companionship—is the
power to do without it. And in this
world of external confusions and separ
ations there is often such a need. We
do not yield the friendship, but we
must again and again forego the com
panionship. Then comes the proof of
onr capacity for sacrifice, our loyalty
to the Highest of all.—Lucy Larcorn,
in “As it is in Heaven.”
The Great Ribbon Muddle.
He entered the shop hurriedly, with
the air of a man whose mind was tilled
with a weighty commission.
Those whom he passed at the door
heard him muttering under his breath
a formula, which he seemed to fear
might slip away and be lost. He ap
proached the counter like one who
wishes it were well over.
“I wish to get,” he said, boldly,
“some ribbon for a red baby.”
The shop girl’s blank stare seemed
to arouse him to a sense of something
lacking.
“That is,” he said, “I would like
some baby for a red ribbed one.”
The shop girl was smiling broadly
now, and four errand boys, a shop
walker and seven lady customers gath
ered and smiled in unison. He began
again:
“That is—of course —you know—l
mean—some red libbed baby for one
—that is—some red ribs for one baby
—some one’s red baby’s ribs—some
baby for one red rib—some—thunder
and guns! Where’s the way out?”
He departed on the run.
“I wonder,” said the shop girl,
thoughtfully, an hour or so afterward,
“if he could have meant red baby rib
bon?”
Use* of Emery.
For many yeais most of the emery
has been brought from Turkey and the
Greek islands. Its value for cutting
and polishing has been known since
the beginning of history. Very crude
methods are in use' for obtaining this
substance for market. Enormous fires
are built oil or against the rocks,
whioh are then cracked or broken by
throwing jets of cold water against
them. Emery has many uses, among
whieh is its employment in polishing
and cutting. Being so unmanageable,
it for a long time defied the efforts of
man to put it into available shape, but
at length it was cemented into usable
forms and it was molded into wheels.
Emery millstones are a later-day im
provement. They are the most prac
tical of all stones, because they are
not affected by heat and the face is al
ways sharp. As outting and polishing
powder, emery is of great value, and
emery sandpaper is an important arti
cle of manufacture. —American Culti
vator. __
Will the Earth Ever be Full?
Mr. Ravenstein, of the Royal Geo
graphical Society, estimates that the
fertile lands of the globe amount to
28,000,000 square miles, the steppes
to 14,000,000 and the deserts to 1,000,-
000. Fixing 207 persons to the square
mile for fertile lands, ten for steppes
and one for deserts as the greatest
population that the earth could prop
erly nourish, he arrives at the conclu
sion that when the number of inhabi
tants reaches about 6,000,000,000 our
planet will be peopled to its fullest
capacity. At present it contains about
one-quarter of that number. If the
rate of increase shown by recent cen
sus statistics should be uniformly
maintained, Mr. Ravenstein shows
that the earth would be fully peopled
about the year 2072. But such cal
culations do not allow for unknown
sources of error, and must not be
taken too literally.—American Culti
vator.
A Bee in His Stomach.
While Peter Carson, of Kalama,
Wash., was eating his dinner a yellow
jacket got into his mouth and was
swallowed, or at any rate went down
his oesophagus, and, according to the
Western chronicler, stnng him in tho
stomach. It took a physician s ser
vices to give the bee its quietus. Car
son described his sensations as those
a, man might feel who was blown up
by dynamite just as a house fell upon
him. —New York Sun.
Ben Franklin as a Boy.
Dr. Franklin was irreverent when a
boy. One day after the winter pro
visions had salted he said, “I
think, father, that if you would say
grace over the whole cask it would be
a great saving at meal time. ”
A Glimpse of Dyea.
Lynn Canal is a long, deep trenoh
between towering mountains. It is
no more than a mile wide here. It
splits on a ragged point of rooks, the
right hand aud by far shallower fork
I being Skagway Bay. On the left, tlie
larger fork continues for about four
miles toward a long blue gap similnr
to AVhite Pass, until another loiv
beach is reached, where from a dis
tance more tents are to be seen. The
tide rises and falls ten or twelve feet,
so it can be seee what a difference it
makes. Scows oonnot appnoach more
than a mile from high-water mark.
Here they must be unloaded into
smaller boats until the stuff can bo
taken on wagons. The valley is about
the same width as at Skagway. Half
Way to Dyea, among the rocks where
the shore is lower, anew wooden
building and a tent or two, and a sign
marked “Richards’s Landing” mark
the spot where the Commissioner holds
court and all legal business is trans
acted. It is a desolate spot aud there
seems no reason on earth for selecting
such a spot beyond that already given,
namely, it is a compromise, Dyea
really being the sub-port, but Skug
way being the town. We follow the
right-hand shore, where the rocks
boldly rise perpendicularly from the
water. Here we meet a swift current,
and a little ways on are in the month
of the Dyea lUver, stream of twice
the size of the Skagway.
We were late in starting, so that tlit.
tide is runing out strong. A score-or
more of people have come in just
ahead, and have pitched tent and
landed their stuff on the low four or
five foot bluff that marks the course
of the Dyea through the alluvial plain.
It is the same busy scene as at Skag
way, only that the tents stretch out
along the river itself for a mile or more,
and not across the valley. We go a
little way against the current, wading
and dragging the boat after us, and
land in the midst of a lot of others,
where we pile our stuff on a spot ap
parently high aud dry.—Harper’s
Weekly.
A Warning From a Medical Authority,
Some sound advice is given in a re
cent editorial article in the British
Aledical Journal, which gains weight
by coming from so eminent an author
ity. The article begins by protesting
with vigor against the use of ices and
iced drinks when over-heated. It calls
attention to the faot that men offend
more than women against this physi
ological law, and claims that self-con
trol in the matter of eating ices and
drinking cold drinks would reduce the
amount of discomfort from heat vastly
more than does the gratifying of thirst,
whioh is the result of want of fluid in
the blood. It advises slow drinking,
and points out the fact that a pint of
cold liquid can be taken into the stom
ach and less than one ounce absorbed
by the blood, whioh is the seat of
thirst, so to speak. In the matter of
clothing, it sails attention to the need
of changing clothing damp from pers
piration at the earliest possible min
ute. No matter what the texture,
damp clothing is the forerunner of
bronchitis and rheumatism. Athletics
demand a more general knowledge of
the way to clothe and feed the body
during periods of violent exercise.
Certainly physical shocks must undo
any benefits which may accrue from
exercise. The difficulty is that our
tendency is to consider but one thing
at u time, and not to see the relation
of that to the whole of life. The end
of life is not muscular development,
but a body adapted to the needs for
whioh it was created.
New York’s Great Public Library,
The space now oocupied by the res*
ervoir, whioh makes such a pictur
esque feature of the Fifth avenue
vista, is 482 by 155 feet, so that there
will be room for an edifice of really
magnificent dimensions with sufficient
space about it to insure a plentiful
supply of light aud air. The struc
ture will cost $1,700,000, exclusive of
heating, lighting and all interior
equipment. It will measure about
230 by 340 feet, which would allow
abot seventy-five feet of ground on
the Fifth avenue front, aud about
fifty-eight on Fortieth and Forty-sec
ond streets. On the west side there
is, happily, Bryant Park, with its
pleasant relief of green foliage. The
stone building will probably be faced
with Indiana limestone. The book
stacks will be in the first and second
stories and the basement, leaving the
third story for the reading room and
other purposes. This arrangement
seems best not only because of the
light and airy position given to the
reading room, but also because it
would allow an easy and symmetrical
extension of the building to the west,
if that should be desired. The spa
cious main reading room, lighted from
above, and free from dust and noise,
will be supplemented by special read
ing rooms for students, on the second
and third floors.—Scribner’s.
A Very Old Church.
One of the very few old churches
still standing and practically un
changed is St. Luke’s, at Smitkville,
Isle of Wight County, Ya. It was
built in 1632. as attested by tbe date
on some of the bricks, under the sup
erintendence of Joseph Bridger, whose
descendants still live in the county
and worship in the church. The
records of the family, which are un
broken for a period of 150 years,
establish the date of the building of
the church, and are full of interesting
details of early colonial history. It
appears that St. Luke’s was orginally
so well built and of such excellent ma
terial that no repairs were made to it
until 1737, 105 years after its comple
tion. At that time it was ordered “that
Peter AYoodward do the shingling of
the church with good cypress shingles,
of good substance, aud well nailed,
for 700 pounds of tobacco, 300 pounds
being now levied. ” It was again re
shingled in 1821, eighty-four years
later. —Scribner’s.
The Oldest Postmaster.
The oldest Postmaster, who is fonnd
at Hammondsyille Station, Ohio, has
been giving some recollections of his
service of sixty-eight years under
thirty-four Postmasters-Geueral. He
remembers the time when mail robbing
was a capital offense and he saw two
men hanged for the orime at Baltimore.
Sixty-six years ago he was a passenger
over the first thirteen miles of railroad
built in the United States by the Bal
timore and Ohio. ,
SURPRISED THE COWBOYS,
Hadn't Any Idea a Bicyclist Could Go sdl
Fait. 1
“Before the people knew as muclj|
about bicycles ns they do now,” thK
man who has lived pretty much all
over the civilized world is quoted bjj
Ibe Detroit Free Press as saying;
“there were some fnnny things hap)
pened. I’ll never forget what oc
curred while I was visiting a friend ol
mine running a ranch up in North
Dakota. A young college boy on a
vacation came through on a wheel, the
first one the cowboys had seen. Thein
comments on the machine were amus
ing.
“ ‘Wonder if the thing
asked one. ‘Rope a steer from that
saddle,’ grinned another, ‘an’ he'd
throw you so far you’d never know;
where you lit.’ ‘Wouldn’t be much
good in Injun ligtin’,’ declared an old
timer, and a trim-looking young fel
low that was the dude of the ranch an
nounced that he could go farther on
his broncho in a day than the young
fellow could on his wheel in a week. :
“ ‘Tell you what I’ll do, Dick,’ I
said to the boaster; ‘l’ll bet a hundred
that he can cover fifty miles on his
bike in less time than you can go on.
your pony.’ I was snapped up on every
hand, even my friend expressingawiH
ingness to tap my pile on that same
proposition. I accommodated them,
all, as far as possible, and the race
was arranged for next day. The
snd-ofF was like a Fourth of.Tuly cele
bration. A Hying start was made over
a straightaway course on a we’l-kuo <
trail, twenty-five miles am rei.i.
Dick was in his gayest att’re, an.
when my friend gave the racers the
word there was a fusillade of revol
vers mingled with yells that must have,
reached the man at the turning post. Of
course Dick forged ahead on the start,'
and his partisans were jubilant, rail
ing at me till my watch and pin went
up against their accepted valuation.
Things had quieted down, and we had
done a lot of smoking, so that the
time seemed short, when we saw my
favorite coming on his wheel as though
an electric motor was supplying the
power. He was a humped-up scorcher,
and no mistake. There was a strong
disposition to question his claim of
having gone every inch of the route,
but when Dick came in, his mount in
a complete state of collapse and Dick
with both hands in the air above his
bead, the crowd wilted gracefully, and
I had enough to buy a half interest in
the ranch.”
A Predatory Crow.
For several weeks the residents of a
neighboring town have been puzzled
to account for the disappearance ol
small articles, consisting of jewelry,
penholders, napkin rings and other
trinkets, and the failure to apprehend
the thief. On Friday, however, the
offender was accidentally caught in
the act. A gentleman who had been
acquainted with the fact that the things
had been stolen was talking to a
friend, when his attention was attract
ed to a noise in lfis office, and on going
to ascertain the cause was surprised tc
see a pet crow, belonging to Mr.
Blank, pick up a gold pen and By
from the window to the ground, with
the pen in his mouth.
The gentleman followed the crow,
which went to a shed back of a bakery
and saw the bird deposit the pen nn
der an old box. He drove the crow
away, and, turning up the box, found
all the articles that had been stolen
from the different houses. The owner
of the crow was called, and he identi
fied several trinkets that had been
taken from his room. The articles
were returned to their respective
owners.—Kalamazoo (Mich.) Tele
graph.
Odd Death of a Sparrow.
A little English sparrow met a tragic
death one day last week. A numbel
of teams are stationed in Boot street
to help the passing street cars across
the railroad tracks. Two or three ol
them are at rest most of the time in
the cool shade of neighboring build
ings while their drivers lounge and
talk.
|Now, a sparrow thinks nothing is
quite so nice for nest building as long
horse hairs. A number of them visi
ted the corner every day, and gleaned
the hairs from the ground. ,Of course,
this was slow work, and one of the
birds, more ambitious than the others,
finally concluded to go to the fountain
head of horse hairs, and so he tried to
pull a hair from the tail of one of the
sleepy horses. No doubt the horse
thought that a fly was biting him, and
switched his tail vigorously. In some
way, no one knew just how, the spar
row was caught, and when the driver
came back he found the poor little
bird hanging quite still and dead with
one of the long hairs twisted arcnr-.'
his neck. And the old horse d;di
seem to know that anything wi -;i*
matter.—San Francisco Post.
Sewinjr on Board Ship.
Any sailor or marine on a man-of
| war may “tailorize” for his ship nates'
j money if he has the skill, and on every
ship there are always a dozen or so of
men, usually bluejackets, making ex
tra money in the devising of uniforms
and caps. The bluejacket clothes
served out to new sailors are quite as
atrocious in the matter of fit as the
Government straight uniforms of the
army, and all the unofficial tailors
have generally all the work they can
att end to in the manufacturing of mus
tering shirts aud trousers. These
men do their work ou small, unmouut
ed sewiug machines—which suggests
tho recollection, by the wav, that
when the great disaster occurred at
Samoa, about ten years ago, about
three-quarters of the ships’ companies
of the Vaudalia and Nipsic, the meu
of-war wrecked at Apia, pat in claims
for sewing machines as among the ar
ticles lost with their other personal
effects! As to whether all the claims
were allowed or not is another story.—
Washington Star.
Hawaii’s Population.
The population of Hawaii consists
of 109,000 persons, of whom 31,000
are natives, 24,000 Japanese, 22,000
Chinese, 15,000 Portuguese, 8000 liaif
breeds and a few hundred Americans,
English and Germans.
In tlie Good Old Days.
A local history of Cumberland avers
thatatKirton-le-Moor, in 1797, a “man
and bis wife, and thirty children, might
have been seen proceeding to church
to the christening of the thirty-first
child.”