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PROGRESS,
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JOHN E. HOWELL, Editor and Proprietor.
VOL. XII. NO. 8
VIENNA, GA., TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 19, 1893.
PUBLISHED WEEKLY.
HOW TO LIVE.
6o iliould we live that every hour,
May die as dies the natural flower.
A self-reviving thing of power.
That every thought, and every deed,
May hold within itself the seed,
Of future good and future meed.
AN INTERRUPTED VERDICT.
HE lights were
turned low
the courtroom,
and about them
slowly circled
the foul, heavy
air, adding to
the d i m n e ss.
Judge Green-
goods had gone
to his dinner,
having a n-
nounced his in
tention to re
turn at 9 o’clock
unless
moned sooner by the agreement of the
jury. The District Attorney had
packed away the papers that had seen
their day in his green bag, and, arm
in arm with his assistant, had strolled
away, pausing now and then to whis
per a caution to a bailiff, and to re
ceive in return more or less authentic
information.
The prisoner had been led over the
covered corridor—another Bridge of
Sighs—into the jail, to await his fate
in the cell where murderers were al
ways kept, as the great iron ring in the
centre of the floor, for their better se
curing, attested. His counsel had
accompanied him to the stairway, and
then had turned into the office to have
a smoke and a chat as to prospects
with his friend the Sheriff.
“Dubious,” said that functionary,
munching on his cigar. “The Judge
was agin him from the fust, and the
jury seed it.”
The reporters had hurried away
with their notes, first arranging for
telephone calls when a verdict was
reached.
High above the Judge’s bench ran a
gallery. At the end nearest the win
dows was a door. Before this door sat
a court officer, and behind it were the
jury, discussing, and so vigorously,
too, that again and anon a muffled
sound would descend to those who
waited.
These were few in number—the jan
itor of the building, the clerk, who
lived out of town and had brought a
lunch with him; three or four attend
ants, the blind crier, dozing in his
chair, and, in the further corner of
the spectators’ seats, an old woman
and a young girl. The former of
these two was stiff and motionless, her
features set sternly, and her eyes burn
ing with a fierce desire. The latter
was plight and yielding; she swayed
from the weakness thnt terror had
brought, and would have rested her
head on hor companion’s arm had not
an unrecognized antipathy prevented.
There and thus they had sat through
out the day, the matron a stone and
the maiden a reed. Finally this young
girl spoke. “Grandma,” she said,
“why does that man sit without that
door?”
“He is on guard, my child, to see
that the jury are secure and unmo
lested.”
“But why should they bo locked
up
“Jn order that they may render a
verdict and thus punish the wicked.”
“But surely each one must have
known what he believed when the case
was finished, and confining them won’t
cause them to change. ”
p “No, but discussion may.”
! “Then that would be yielding to
other infiuences than that- of the evi
dence, and that would be contrary to
ths oath they each one took. ”
“Some are strong and sensible, nnd
others are weak and foolish. It is
proper that the will of the former
should prevail.”
“But that wouldn’t be their unani
mous judgment then, and who can say
but that the weak nnd foolish may not
sometimes bo right? Besides they
must be hungry and tired and cross.
And when people are cross they are
unfair. Oh, what a dreadful thing is
the law!”
“What a dreadful thing rather is
murder. Think of your only brother
done to death by the Barlings. I only
wish the old days of drawing and quar
tering had returned. ”
“Oh, do you really believe—”
“Believe! Don’t I know? Hain’t
the Knowleses and the Barlings been
at odds this fifty years? Didn’t the
boys quarrel at the tavern? Haven’t
we heered the detectives’ stories and
this lad’s admission? What if the
others did get away ? He was there,
and he done it as much as them. And
the jury will say ‘Swing,’ you mark
me.”
“But there were two who seemed to
believe his story. ”
“Them poor critters iu the back
row? They dassent trust their own
feelings in the face of the others. Do
you mind that racket? That will set
tle their doubts in short order. Now
you shut up, Patty. If I thought
that one of my kin wouldn't rejoice in
the death of an enemy, I’d turn her
into the street without a shawl to her
back or a shoe to her feet.”
“Poor, poor Tommy!” sobbed the
gfrl, as she trembled before the indis
tinct sounds of wrangling that came
from above.
Patty Knowles shrank still further
away from the stony bosom and the
threatening arm, and tried to think,
as if thoughts could bring comfort. It
was all too awful to be real; she must
be dreaming; yet why could she not
awake? Was it true that she, with, her
grandmother, was awaiting in court
the verdict which should shamefully
destroy their enemy, and that enemy
her old comrade, Tommy Barling?
Ah, there were substances, not shad
ows, about her; her mind in its peace-
sul slumbers had never imagined any
thing so cruel! Yet he would bo ac
quitted, how could she doubt, when
the jurymen as well as she had heard
his frank, simple story and had seen
the candor of his beautiful face? Had
she not watched them and'detected
expressions of sympathy, of confidence,
on at least two of their countenances?
And if these msn had once trusted
would they dare to condemn ? Then,
indeed, were not they the murderers
who would slay for relief from cus
tody, from fatigue, or from fear of
their associates? Oh, a dreadful
thing was this law which beclouded
the truth when it was so evident!
Hadn’t Tommy explaine ? that he was
removing the obstruction from tbe
track when the “wildcat” so unexpect
edly came around the curve and struck
it, and was derailed?
Couldn’t they understand why he
had remained silent when asked how
he happened to be there? Surely, any
one could see that he had discovered
his brothers’ plot and had striven to
thwart it, but was now too loyal to im
plicate them. The idea that Tommy,
her gentle, true-hearted Tommy, would
connive to slay the only brother of the
girl he loved! And yet, when he had
refused to answer, the Judge, who
surely should be impartial in action as
well as word, had swung around im
patiently in his chair, and the District
Attorney had smiled, oh, so ironically,
and shrugged his shoulders and said :
“You see, gentlemen. See?”
The case which had occupied the
Aberdeen Oyer and Terminer for the
past week, was, as the District Attorney
had said in his opening, “awful in the
simplicity and directness of its proof. ”
At the further end of the county, amid
the arid sand plains, the Barlings and
the Knowleses had occupied adjacent
farms for many years. The railway
ran in front of their dwellings, and the
young men had grown up half farmers,
half linemen, gleaning from the two
occupations livelihood and recreation.
There had been a constant feud be
tween the two families, sprung from
some forgotten trivial cause, but en
hanced into bitterness through paucity
of daily interest.
There were three Barling boys, of
whom Thomas, the defendant, was the
youngest, and one Knowles, the brother
of Patty. This latter had encountered
one evening the two elder Barlings at
the village tavern, and a quarrel and a
Bcuffle had ensued. It was the follow
ing day that a “wildcat” train, of
which young Knowles was engineer,
was derailed and he thrown from the
cab and killed. Thomas Barling was
seen running away from the place
where this accident occurred. His
brothers disappeared, but the detec
tives, incited by liberal rewards, caused
the arrest of the lad, claiming that it
was he who had set the obstruction on
the track.
His presence, his flight, his terror,
certain incoherent words which he had
uttered on his apprehension, consti
tuted the main points of the ease against
him. His defense hadbeen necessarily
brief, consisting of his youth, good
character, and his own story slightly
corroborated—that he had been en
gaged in removing the obstructions,
when the “wildcat,” of whose existence
he had not been aware, came around
the curve and struck. But on the
question of how he happened to be
there at just this time he had remained
silent.
Solemnly the great clock in the
courtroom beat out the dragging mo
ments. The bailiffs droned stories and
yawned. The clerk scribbled on the
back of papers. The crier slept the
sleep of childhood and smiled over its
reviving scenes. The old woman sat
erect, motionless, intent like another
Sphynx, awaiting the culmination of
burning desires. Perhaps she alone
could explain that ancient feud; per
haps when that bosom had been ten
der and that arm softly responsive to
caresses, an inujry to her beauty had
been the dragon’s tooth of this future.
Perhaps the past now returned to her:
for expectancy hath its panorama of
spent, but not dead, emotions. Cer
tainly little Patty, as she saw the grim
face growing grimmer, grew faint with
dread, for in its lines she read ven
geance upon Tommy and woe for her
self.
There was a sharp, demanding rap
on the door of the jury room. Its
drowsy guardian sprang to his feet and
unlocked it. There were whispers, and
then once more the door closed, the
bolt was shot, the sentinel sat at his
post. Once more, but with a differ
ence. Tbe man no longer lolled. He
was big with the coniciousness that
every eye was upon him, big in the
possession of a secret which he had no
right to know.
The great clock ticked warningly,
for the hours of excitement are mo
ments. It was nearing the time for
the Judge’s return. The clerk set
dockets and pen and paper in order.
The bailiffs shut windows and opened
doors, and turned up lights and took
their stations. There was one whose
post was by the door at the end of the
gallery leading to the jury room,
which opened upon the main stairway
of the building. The guardian of the
jury room was his friend, and, as he
passed, whispered a single word. The
bailiff stepped to his place and beyond.
He leaned over tbe rail and gazed
down into the gloomy corridor. The
front door swung open, a dignified
form entered. He recognized it, and
in an instant was leaping down the
stairs. And in another instant Judge
Greengoods knew at what verdict the
jury had arrived, knew that the solemn
words which he had mentally arranged
during his walk thither had not been
marshaled in vain.
Many sharp eyes had noticed the
passing of that single word from officer
to officer, and ere the crier had begun
his sonorous proclamation bailiffs and
attorneys] and Sheriff and prisoner
knew that the verdict was “guilty.,’
Patty knew it, too, for she had watched
that guardian at the door as if he held
the portals of her happiness. Patty
knew it, and a great sob swelled in her
heart and hardened into a resolution.
In this moment of extremity, when
human and Divine powers had
coalesced against him, she would be by
her old playmate’s 6ide to comfort, to
sustain, to bless! She looked at her
grandmother. That expectant gaze
had not yet changed into triumph.
“I will go a little closer, so that I can
find out,” she said, and the old lady
nodded an eager approval.
Down the narrow iron stairway along
the wall came the jury—swaggering,
hesitating, stuttering. Patty leaned
against the little door of the railing
which divided the courtroom, thus
separating the goats of spectators from
the sheep of the bar, and studied the
faces as they passed. Stolid, im
movable for the most part; but there
were two that seemed worried and
dubious, and they were the faces of the
two men in whom she had put her
trust. Oh, cowards! Why had they
not preserved the courage of their
convictions or why had they put them
selves in a position where faint
heartedness is a crime?
The jury took their seats, these two
men in the place* which they had
occupied during the trial, Nos. 7 and 8
in the rear row, directly behind the
foreman. Prom the anteroom came
Tommy, and sat by his lawyer along
side of the table in front of tbe Judge’s
bench. How pale he was, but how
quiet, how stern! Was it possible
that those lips which had ever curled
in smiles could be so firm? Why one
might be afraid of him, that is, one
who didn’t love him as she did! Patty
brushed a tear from her cheek as she
gazed; it seemed as if he were already
dead, and that it was his cold gray
shade that now appeared.
“Call the roll, Mr. Clerk,” said
Judge Greengoods, and, as that func
tionary obeyed, each juryman answered
“Present”—complacently so, too, ex
cepting Nos. 7 and 8, who looked as if
they wished very much they were else
where. No. 7 was a tall, slender, bent
young man, awkward and bashful, who
was perpetually blushing, either be
cause people were looking at him or
because he imagined they were. He
also stammered. No. 8 was a short,
thick-set, aggressive-appearing old
gentleman, very deliberate in action,
slightly deaf, but ever ready to slay
any one who imputed such a defect to
him. Consequently, No. 7 dropped
into a pool of stuttering, where he
hopelessly floundered, and No. 7
shouted “Here” some time after the
clerk had noted the attendance.
“Stand up,” said the clerk to the
prisoner. And Tommy arose and stood
with folded arms, a fragile yet in
trepid Ajax defying the lightning.
But, oh, it was dark about him; if
there might be but a single ray of sym
pathy, then he could endure. The
court officer at the little gate was nat
urally more interested in the proceed
ings than in his duty. He moved for
ward, and Patty slipped within the
rail.
“Let the prisoner look upon the
jury; let the jury look upon the pris
oner,” continued the clerK. “Gen
tlemen of the jury, have you agreed
upon y >ur verdict?”
The foreman dropped his hat and
folded his overcoat and straggled to
his feet. In that silent instant of
suspense there was a fluttering sound,
and Patty flew to her- old playmate’s
side. She threw one arm about his
neck, and stood with the other ex
tended toward the jury box like a
guardian angel performing her mission.
She upraised her face glowing with
with light of love, and Tommy bent
his head and kissed her tremulous lips.
“We have,” answered the foreman.
“We find the prisoner”—but here arose
confusion. Prom the touching tableau
Nos. 7 and 8 sprang forward on either
side, both noisy, incoherent, and in
dignant. Prom the spectators’ space
an ancient fury with blazing eyes and
twitching fingers was menacingly ad
vancing.
“Silence! Order!” cried Judge
Greengoods, rapping sharply, and the
crier reiterated his command. The
bailiffs rushed to their posts, One
caught the grandmother at the little
gate and forced her back; another
gently placed Patty in a chair, but she
leaned against the prisoner and
clung to his hand and annointed it
with her tears. Once more the silence
of suspense prevailed.
“We find him guilty, your Honor,”
blurted the foreman. “Or at least I
thought we did, but these two gentle
men seem to object.”
Then again there was confusion. The
District Attorney, his assistant, the
defendant’s counsel were on their feet
together and talking at once.
‘ ‘Sit down 1 ” thundered Judge Green
goods. “Mr. Clerk, poll that jury.”
“Guilty,” answered the foreman in
response to his name, and “guilty”
answered the succeeding five. Then
came No. 7’s turn. He sprang forward,
apoplectic with determination to ex
press himself and for once unconscious
of his own personality. “Not guilty,”
he screamed, “and I’ve been trying to
say so ever since we retired. ”
Then No. 8 deliberately set each foot
in place and arose. “Your Honor,”
he said, “lam thoroughly convinced of
the defendant’s innocence, and I un
derstood that we all were. I am a
man, sir, not apt to be mistaken, and
there must be some chicanery at work
here. I solemnly protest against the
verdict as given by the foreman, and I
beg to say that I am prepared to main
tain my judgment for the rest of my
natural life.”
“It is evid" T >t, your Honor,’’said the
prisoner’s counsel, “that there has
been a mistrial. I would ask that the
jury be dismissed and the defendant
released on his own recognizance, un
less, indeed, my learned brother will
agree to an order of nolle prosequi—”
“Never,” exclaimed the District
Attorney with on oratorical swing.
“Never. I have a duty, sir, a sacred
duty that I owe to the people of this
great commonwealth which sustains
me.”
“There, there!” interrupted Judge
Greengoods, “of course, of course. I
dismiss the jury and continue the case
unto the next term. The prisoner is
remanded without bail. Adjourn
court, Mr. Crier,” and with a very dis
satisfied expression contorting his reg
ular features “his honor” hastened
away to his club.
The Sheriff led his prisoner away.
The lights were turned out and the
great building was left to the ghosts
of sorrows and the echoes of sobs.
And little Patty driving home with her
wrathful grandmother dared smile
through her tears.
But before the next term news came
of the violent death of the elder Bar
ling boys in a foreign land and oftheii
prior confession and assertion ot their
brother’s innocence. The grim jail
yielded up its captive, and the cell
where murderers had been chained
knew his guileless nature no more.
Impotent rage increased the weight of
years until they crushed the grand
mother into her grave. The feud be
tween the two families was buried with
her, and over their joint farms Patty
Barling now presides as a happy mis
tress. —New York Times.
Tomatoes are fruit as well as melons
and cucumbers. The distinction be
tween a vegetable and a fruit is puz
zling at times. A technical difference
is that a fruit incloses the seeds of the
plant and matures above ground, while
plant growth matured under ground is
vegetable.
Louis XIY,, though a “fine gentle- j
man,” was noted for his wantoi clean- *
lines*.
RECORD OF RIDING.
HOW THE SADDLE HAS DEVEL
OPED FROM EARLY TIMES.
Way In Which It Was Fishloned by
Different Nations—Some Saddles
Are Very Richly and Curi
ously Ornamented.
K YERY Nation brings a new
saddle to increase onr cata
logue—the Marieluke, his of
crimson velvet; the Tartar,
polished wood; the Pertian, painted
gilt and inlaid with ivort; the Moor,
scarlet velvet; the Sicilian, gaudy
bead; the Soudanese, sewn with
gazelle sinew and coveredwith croco
dile hide ; the Mexican, l-ether richly
decorated; the Bokhaem, painted
wood interset with bone while from
Bombay and the Punjaub come those
of purple and silver; fron the South
Sea Island, saddles deco'ated with
cowrie shells, and Ice] aid sends a
species of chair covered wih repousse
brass.
Some idea of the importsaee of sad
dlery will be received whet it i3 said
that England exports to foitign ports
annually an amount of saidlery and
harness that is valued at ha! a million
of pounds. None of this coties to this
coup try, where it is bellied that
American leather is the bat in the
world. All saddles are mde on the
McClellan model, used alii* for civil
and military purposes. Ths consists
of two straps of beachwool, which
form a skeleton or frame, krength-
ened by iron braces, and o sr iihis a
covering of tannedpigskin is stetaked,
while stirrups hung to the sale Mout
leather complete the struetur. TThe
difference betweed this war sadle and
that of the Thirteenth lentnry
portrayed by Viollet le Due, applied
with a high and pointed cantlibgainst
which the knight was proppJ, while
he held his lance before him i a firm
and straight attitude, is as greaas the
contrast drawn by Sir Walts Scott
in “The Talisman” of the two pigpts
that met in the desert—Sir Knne^h,
of Scotland, mounted on a iassilve
Norman war horse and the S'
his agile Arab steed.
period. This was for the pommel and
cantle to be continued in a circu
lar hand or rail which completely sur
rounded the rider, who must have
climbed or dropped into his saddle. A
curious specimen of this description
is a German “tilting saddle” of the
Fifteenth Century, which is preserved
in the Tower of London, bought in
1858 from the collection of the Baron
de Peuker, of Berlin. It is made of
wood and covered with hide and can
vas, upon which there has been paint
ing. The front measures over three
feet and forms a shield for the legs of
the knight who, when fairly mounted,
would be carried forward in a standing
rather than a sitting position.
with gold and pearls, and the harness,
etc., of silk and gold.
The saddle under the reign of Jamei
I. became less elegant, but Charles L.
SADDLE OF HENRY V.
TILTING SADDLE.
The tower also owns another Ger
man “tilting saddle” of bone dating
from the same period. This is carved
with ornaments of dragons, foliage,
and has its ground and hatchings fitted
with color after the manner of enamel
ing. An inscription in the old German
is inscribed upon it—“Ich hoff des
pesten dir geling. Hilf Gott wol auf
Sand Iorgen nam” (I hope the best
fortune may attend you. May God
assist you in the name of St. George).
Four other saddles of a similar kind
are in existance, one at the arsenal in
Schaffhausen, one in the museum at
Batisbon, a third in the Benne collec
tion in Constance and the last in the
Germanic Museum.
The saddler’s art in the Middle
Ages was brought to a degree of per
fection which the present age has never
seen and scarcely realizes. The horse
cloth, which was introduced about the
Twelfth Century, and the coverings
for the haunches and neck represented
in Norman manuscript are rich with
armorial decorations and are often
blazoned with numerous quarterings.
In the olden times knights nnd ladies
were not content to ride on plain
leather seats, and consequently their
saddles were covered with thick vel
vets of splendid color, richly embroid
ered, gilded, carved, printed, studded
with rare gems and precious stones or
seeded with pearls. It is not difficult
to appreciate the saying that a
“knight often wore his castle on his
’s back. ” . The back of the raised
e” was the chosen field for the fan-*
of the saddler, its flat surface
fferjng a suitable place for the de-
that were carved or painted here.
ird3 and flowers were the favorite sub
jects for the ladies’ saddles, introduced
]v Queen Aijpi^C the wife of Richard
IL, who taught her female attemjrfhts
t) ride sideways, while battle scenes
were/«iosen for the men. Previous
to ti, s the ladies had ridden behind
tbelT knights on a pillion.
The Archdeacon of Bath, alluding to
who attempted to revive knightly cus
toms, returned to the sumptuous sad
dle. His state saddle was a gorgeom
affair, being of crimson velvet richly
embroidered, while the saddle-cloth,
also of crimson velvet, was covered
thickly with seed pearls. The head
stalls, reins and stirrup-leathers were
also luxurious and effective.
Oliver Cromwell used a large, plain-
flapped saddle, very heavy and cum
brous, like the ponderous Flemish an
imal he bestrode. The next century
brought the type of saddle which, with
various minor changes influenced by
military requirements, has survived
unto the present day, and which does
not seem likely to be superseded in
the main lines of its construction.
The saddle rooms at Windsor Castle
contain the sumptuous trappings be
longing to Tippo Sahib’s war horse, of
crimson and green velvet, rich with
embroidery of gold and silver -wire;
the magnificent Turkish horse capari
son, embroidered with gold on crim
son satin, once the property of George
IH. ; a complete set of Indian adorn
ments of red, green, silver and gold,
presented to the Queen by the Thakoor
of Moiri; a Persian chabraque of crim
son silk covered with golden Bprigs;
the saddles used by the Queen for re
views and public ceremonies, and the
two sets of state harness embellished
with coats of arms. The Empress
Eugene still preserves the black leather
harness, ornamented with the imperial
arms, which belonged to Napoleon IH.,
as well as the red velvet saddle, splen
did saddle-cloth and golden stirrups
used by him in the disastrous cam
paign of 1870.
• While the trappings of the horse
have been^-growing simpler in the
The art of horsemanship dates
remote antiquity, but it is not kr' . n
when saddles came into existence, l 1( j
for centuries only a cloth separ'.q
the rider from his horse. Wb e
plumes rose above horses’ heads ap
bits and bridles were of solid go! ,
while flowing tassels streamed from t*> thje unmartial manners of some of the
harness, beils made music for tl pevrughts of his time, says that they
necks and the richest embroider* i eSmse to be painted wars and eqnes-
cloths covered tbe horses’ sides, tl 1 trlaian contests on saddles and shields
Egyptians, - Assyrians, Persians ai in (Order that they may please tliem-
Greeks, despite these elegancies, roit’i selves with an imaginary sight of bat
on simple pads or cushions similar t 1 ileti which they dare not actually se
those still used by the Bedouins r. upcAu or see.” ,
Asia. The Scandinavians, howevei Ftom the ordinances of the Saddler s
used the saddle as far back as the Irr i Conipany, of London, we learn that in
the Fourteenth Century three guilds
Age, and the bronze pommels andsti
rups now to be seen in the museum
Copenhagen, prove that their wor
manship of this branch of art was
an elaborate and complex nature.
According to pictorial represent!
tions the saddles used by the Angl
Saxons were of a primitive order-
mere shallow cushions or pads. Th
horseman or rider sat low on th-
horse’s back. The pad was frequently
decorated with a fringe of tufts of
hair, probably tbe tails of some an
imal. The ends of the pad were
slightly raised with a foreshadowing of |
pommel and cantle of a later develop
ment. The Normans gave prominence
to pommel and cantle, which in their
hands rose to a considerable height in
a curvilinear form. Some excellent
representations of this type are seen in
the celebrated Bayeux tapestry, sup
posed to have been made by Matilda,
the wife of the Conqueror. We must
recall to mind that to the prominent
pommel of his saddle William the
Conqueror lost his life, for according
to the old historians his horse treading
on burning embers of the ruined city
of Mantes reared and threw his rider
upon the prominent iron pommel of
the saddle, which pierced his body and
caused his death.
t were* implicated in the making of sad-
dlesUthe joiners, who made the sad
dle tree ; the painters, who decorated
the saddle, and the saddlers, who were
uetriiv
Western-Countries, the Oriental taste
Cmainet
has remained the same during a score
of centuries. Prom Constantinople to
Bagdad, and from Bagdad to Delhi, the
traveler becomes familiar with horses
proudly caparisoned with panaches,
tassels and bells in profusion, richly
tippo sahib’s saddle.
colored housings and furniture in pur
ple or crimson satin with braid of gold,
applique work, and frequently deco
rated with jewels. Everything gay and
glittering, but never out of harmony
with the picturesque surroundings. —
Washington Star.
BLCCHEB S SADDLE.
responsible for the important work.
Aiiong the directions of the period is
a prohibit ion against painting in gold
orj>ilding the back of a saddle save in
layng on of pure go]jl'Tpt tbe maker
is allowed tonaiht the'Hsaddle bow in
frui t accordnig to the dictation of his
fancjC
Thu oldest English saddle in exis
ted ;e is that of Henry V., representing
thff examples in use in the Fifteenth
Century. All that remains of this is
the sipidle tree, which is of oak, and
still retains the padding of hay cov
ered! with^tnvas.
This historical relic, which is now
c^tr[ Henry's tomb in Westminster
Abbley, was originally resplendent with
blue! velvet powdered with golden fleur
de lys, possibly in memory of Agin-
conrt. The saddle is twenty-seven
inchfps in leAgth. Many magnificent
exanaples of tte saddler's skill in the
Sixteenth Century still exist. A fine
collegtion in j the Royal Museum of
t Dresden contains one specimen owned
The next change in saddlery oc- by th.e King qf Saxony, the bows of
curred about the Thirteenth Century, whicn are ora
when jousts and tournaments became reprefeentatio:
popular in England, which method of fins, 1 sa moi
warfare consisted of combats between some * f these
horsemen armed with long lances, in intaglio and
whose object was to tumber their an- splendid collection, too, of these an
tagonists out of the saddle. The “tilt- mored) saddles ini Madrid, made m the
ing saddle” then became a necessity, same century. 1 Some of these are oi
This consisted of a plain seat with a velvet, 1 massively embroidered
raised padded back, extending round precious in stale, IDamascened or chased
A Lesson That Was Appreciated.
There is in the employ of a Maiden
Lane house a traveling salesman who
is six feet tall and who is not afraid of
anybody or anything. He is habitually
polite, always treats other people with
consideration, and expects to be so
treated in return.
One day the tall salesman entered a
Western retailer’s store, politely of
fered his card and uwaited the jewel
er’s pleasure. The merchant delib
erately threw the card on the floor and
turned away. The tall salesman was
highly incensed by the insult, and
gently touched the jeweler s shoulder
as he said in a subdued but determined
tone:
“If you don’t pick np that card and
apologize I will pitch yon over your
safe.” A glance assured the jeweler
that his visitor was able to carry his
threat into execution; so he picked up
the card, apologized, and has since
been a regular customer of the man
who taught him to be polite.—Jewel
er’s Weekly.
A Bullet Proof Uniform.
The proposed new uniform of buUet
proof cloth for use in the Austrian
Army will look like this. The so-called
ented with elaborate
of battle scenes, grif-
and rich foliage,
ing in repousse, others
chasing.
There is
“Kid,” the Apache Renegade.
The Apache renegade “Kid,” wh»
now seems to bo completing Yic-
toria’^loody vw>rk in the Southwest,
is a member >n<ne San Carlos tribe of
the Apache Nation, so named from the
fact that their home camps are
stretched along the San Carlos River,
a small permanent tributary of the
Gila River from the north. * The San
Carlos reservation in Arizona com
prises about the best available farm
ing region and catlle district of the
Territory, now perfectly useless to
settlers end the home of about 5000
Apaches Rnd Mojaves.
In 1881 “Kid” was a young Indian
living on the reservation—tall, clear
eyed, handsome, for an Indian, and
well formed. Up to this time, when
he was about twenty years of age, he
had not been off the reservation, and
had become a favorite with officers
whose duty took them there.
At about this time Lieutenant Fran
cis J. A. Darr, United States Army,
one of the most experienced and suc
cessful of Indian trailers, returned
from scouting the country to the north
and recruited his company of Indian
scout? at San Carlos, enlisting among
others “Kid.”
This was the Indian’s first military
experience, and the first time he evei
Relics of the Race at the Fair.
The Anthropological and Archaeolo
gical and Historical Building at the
Fair was designed to show to the peo
ple who live now what and who were
heir predecessors, to settle disputed
[uestions of perl^-ee and to prove
THE HARRISON PEACE PIPE.
had a rifle in his hands that he could
called his own and a well-filled car
tridge belt at his side. For four years
he remained in the company, and dur
ing that time he was an exemplary
30ldier in orory resueef.
There was no use denying the fact
that “Kid” was a superior Indian
always. He^ - as a thinker and not in- , - -
dined to participate in all the vices of j great stretches of gay leathers for
his race, and, besides, he bad a peculiar , chieftains heads. In the cases are-
magnetism that drew all the scouts of relics so rare they have no com-
his company about him as a tacitly ! mercial value. The most elaborate
recognized leader. Under Lieutenant OT>Q ° ori 1 H1
that family histories should only be
traced a few thousand years backward.
Beyond that even the four hundred
are apt to And their ancestral blood
boiling in the veins of a murderous
savage from the north or lazily sleep
ing within the naked flesh of a jungle
native. “With these remnants of the
oldest and, therefore best families of
other days came their tombstones also,
a really comforting thing f->r the. col
lectors to do, since with these hewn
monuments at the head of the pile of
sand the skeleton feels at home save
for the lack of green to oover the
grave. In other cases the rock coffins
were also shipped, these clammy
things adding greatly to the genejal
cheerfulness of the tout ensemble^”^
Bones and graves are not the only
attractions here. The races which
formed the basis for yourself have also
been ransacked for garments and
utensils^and appliances of war nnd
peace to show the growth in the
matter of dress and all affairs
connected with actual life. The tribes,
whose beginning nobody knows, have
sent tents and pottery which might be
mistaken for relics of the Pharoahs.
Brown descendants of some Oriental
band contribute from distant Sitka
and Mexico images and monuments
cut with strange hieroglyphics and
bronze utensils which show a skill
worthy modern handicraft. Recent
races send peace pipes and crude
dresses and weird combinations in
ivory, all helping to unravel the
science of man.
The American Indian receives much
attention, with several sections de
voted to his rise and fall. It is quite
probable tbai tbe beat oollooA-iotv i*».
this line is the one made by D. B.
Dyer, of Kansas City, who was for
many years a Government agent.
with mats and beds made of roimS
sticks braided with rough ropes and
Darr he had scouted Arizona thor
oughly from McDowell south to the
Mexico line and the southern section
of New Mexico, often penetrating 100
to 200 miles south into old Mexico in
one is a solid silver pipe presented by
Major Harrison to the Shawneweese
tribe. General Washington gave
White Swan, a Wea leader, an equally
valuable token of good friendship. It
is a medal presented in 1795. Other
to ZUUmixes sourn rmo om — “ , MeB Me crowded with implements
pnrS ! U ,11,- „T,d and war machines and costumes worn
the tnifobm.
the sides and encompassing the loins in gold with de
of the rider. Many of these have I beautiful work:
neither saddle bow nor pommel. In ' In the “Caleml
tbe following century a shield was in- for the yeair 167C
troduced for the protection of the of a saddle vised
rider’s thighs. This extended down who was esAn
the flanks of the horse and was attached record is a \V
t-o the saddle, forming a part of it, j £266 13
Another curious feature is noticeable j Queer;
for the first time in the saddles of ths ! gf
as of spirited and
“P-
of State Papers
i there is a description
by Queen Elizabeth,
cloth is made of successive layers of
compressed hemp, compressed cotton
corset steels, etc.
The giant statues of Rameses,
y fond of riding. The j Egypt, were place! in position by
' t to pay the sum of; rolling them along greased planks.
tbe There are 465,000 school children in
gland’s metropolis
David Smyth,
rer, for a side saddle j
1 richly embroidered I
Egg
scouts were so carefully and rapidly
performed that the “Kid, 5 who by
this time had been made Sergeant,
knew the country quite as well as his
commander, and could locate the posi
tion of every water hole, spring and
fine pasture.
It is obvious, with such perfect
knowledge of the country, accustomed
to every hardship from childhood, in
ured to every fatigue and privation,
that he could at once be a most useful
ally or a most dangerous foe. His ex
perience in the service of the United
States taught him military methods
and tactics. Discipline he always
chafed under, but his individuality
and self-reliance have aided to equip
lim as a scoundrel far superior to any
>f his predecessors, not even accepting
“Magnus Colorado,” the most noted
lesperado up to 1865 that this country
ver saw.
In 1883, shortly before General
Crook assumed command of the Terri
tory, there was general disaffection
among the reservation Indians, and
this feeling was sympathetically re
flected even among the Indian scouts.
About this time 160 well-armed and
mounted hostiles of the Chircahua
tribe came up from Mexico, fell sud-
ienly on the San Carlo3 Agency, forced
ill members of their nation to join
‘hem, and swept back into Mexico,
eaving a trail of blood and fire be
hind. ° Some sixty white settlers were
nurdered on this raid, and “Kid,”
who was the First Sergeant of his
jompanv at the time, was on the trail
in rapid pursuit of the marauders.
As the trail became hotter the ani-
nals of the fleeing hostiles gave out
md were abandoned on the side hills.
[t seemed to make no difference to the
jeouts when these animals were un
mistakably horses stolen from whites,
but while swinging through the Las
Animas range the scouts perceived
some abandoned Indian stock, and
among them a favorite pony belong
ing to “Kid” himself, which he had
left at San Carlos with friends for safe
keeping. The fact that the hostiles
had stolen Indian horses as well as
those of whites quieted all disaffection
in the company, and the grim determ
ination to avenge the wrong soon be
came very apparent on the scouts
faces. The hostiles were caught in
the Hatchet Mountains three days
later, and out of 160 bucks but ten
escaped alive, among the dead being
Loco, the hereditary chief of the
Chiricahuas.
Probably the facts that Indians were
his enemies may have made "Kid
loyal for * few years afterward, but
the natural cynicism of his disposition
md falling into “tiswin” drinking
lowered him until he committed his
first murder, that of a cowboy on the
Gila, and this made the other murder
ous acts easy.—New Aork Times.
by great warriors and brave bucks.—
Chicago Herald.
Pigeons for a Warship.
The cruiser New York is to have a
fine unwarlike attachment in the shape
of a cote for carrier pigeons. The
feathered crew will have fine quarters,
and G. W. Childs, of Philadelphia, has
pigeons’ cote presented TO V. S. CRUISER
NEW TORE BY GEORGE W. CHILDS.
provided for them. His presentation
is a home very luxurious and ingenious,
and the Secretary of the Navy has ac
cepted the gift. The pigeon cote oi
culver house, as it is called iu Eng
land, is a place of residence in which
any bird might be proud to live.
At the front a platform is built on
which the bird is supposed to alight.
The wire door is then opened, and the
premises are open to the bird. The
cote has been placed aboard the ship
with its feathered colony, and in case
of disaster the birds can be released tG
carry messages, olive branches or bul
lets, as the case may be.—New York
World.
Zoar, Ohio, is the abiding place of a
An Expensive Egg.
One thousand dollars for egg is a
arge sum even for a collector to pay.
2et this appears to be the market price
■>{ a perfect specimen of the egg of the
gigantic fossil bird Epyornis. The egg
j3 several times as large as that of the
sstrich, but is not otherwise beautiful.
But then it is rare, which is not sur
prising, since the Epyornis left off lay-
ng some thousands, or perhaps hun-
ireds of thousads, of years ago. M.
Hamelin can get them if any man can,
md he promises to put one or two on
rhe European market. He is going
back to Madagascar, notwithstanding
the fact that having unfortunately got
i chief, who was his “blood-brother,
killed in his service, he has had to
take over all the deceased gentleman e
family, including his wives. The or
chid-seeker sees, and does, strange
things.—St. James’s Gazette.
To the residents on other planets,
that is, of course, providing there arf
mystic band of German communGD , — onv e«th 1a »-bright bl«
who hold all property in common
place being
within itself.
jaiinatuxo hin^oiu I —this on account of the cerulean hut
of our atmosphere-
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