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VOL. XI t. XO. 26
VIENNA, GA„ TUESDAY, JANUARY 16, 1891.
PUBLISHED WEEKLY.
1RETCHER’S GRlt*
BT OZIA3 MIDBUMMElt.
★anflered about amid rales of diflAitefr,
nd climbed the high mountains of woe,
1 now he sat perched on a stump in the pas
ture,
And did not know whither to go.
Oh,' why, sang his heart, has the earth in its
tnnko ui>
No place where a tramp may find rest?
I 11 go to yon house and will ask them to b!
fie went to the window, and saw within, sitting,
Some son of the Rhine, on a chair,
While close by liis side a wee fraulein sat knit
ting
. Some beautiful striped foot-wear.
Ho smelt the sweet Limburger cheese through
the keyhole,
Mixed with the rare flavor of kraut,
And mingled with these was the smell or the
boor-bowl
Coming through the keyhole without.
tj
A
Ifs heart went up into his mouth in an instant}
ben fell bis hard hst on the door;
N’hcn, instead of coming unto his assistance,
They left him stand just as before;
And, furthermore, then and there all became
darkness,
And not the least sound could he hear,
Except now and then, as they blamed their re-
inisBtiess,
And then again sampled the beer.
Thus forevermore might these things have con-
tin ued,
far as iho tramp wits concerned,
Had not a man then and there, bony and Bin-
ewt*<b
Him in the deep darkness discerned,
l’he words of the man came, in deep thunder
lanjguflged,
And said, “You Hutch son of a gun ;**
But ere he said more the poor, poor tramp lan
guished,
And for bis life could not have l‘uhr
The man quit the tramp when ho thought he
was dying.
Might very soon give up the ghost;
When the tramp heard the dear little Dutch
\ iudy crying,
A,And leu mod that the man was Ms hone.
V - ifprued, furthermore, that though he was the
ictiin.
just got what was tlie girl’s beau’s.
An l % or designed and intended to flx him,
n ‘l him a lasson to go.
soon arranged a plan whereby they
'm
the tidy spare room,
r •nlio made love to the little Dutch
7 U ,
—— Vjiknip. indeed, bad struck a boom.
.e stayed through tht) cold stormy days of the
winter.
And lingered along into May,
Declaring, on honor, no was a great sinner.'
If a'do to go oil his way.
But lime brought a change. “You must go, or
l « put out,"
The la. her said ; “now do you hear !”
When (Jrotc hen's arms folded tlio tramp’s form
a«*out.,
f'he told the old mnn to stand clear.
The fa:her beheld in his daughter the mettle
Wlircb camo to them from liis good sire.
He thought the pan should not say black to the
kettle,
Ko put bis fool down on liis iro.
They sal by tlio kitchen stove ctyimly diacues-
pig , /
The ills of the tramp a£.a Li's ifi
Tlio little Dutch fraulfun the m
fussing /
r J’«» tickle the old father’s uoao;
And soon was delighteA to see him smell gently,.
Then fiJl his lungs With the perfume
A6C/HDO out the kyaut, baav, and JLimburger
scent I v, /
Their odors pervading tbo room.
‘"The hope of Iho iaii lies in her lord’s stom
ach." /
lit.wise li/tle fJretchen, with smile;
*r ill otJL and drink all J see him take,
^11 of hei*U»rd s is his child’s."
The rt was si*c..ersful, and worked in a min*
The plav
ute/VTi ))Kd/| loped that it would ;
As (irci^^jmover again to begin it,
’ rnri , intter for good.
fneantime kept
(but, before lie could finish,
p to the door;
A lawyer riv* (dear sir, if your name is Jay
Who said : “A 1
Win nisi yrty thousand or more.
You’re wort has left hiB whole estate
Your uncle is tftion you wed.
To you on c* tly and hunt up a good mate,
So go about «j; vmp till you're dead.”
Or be a poon
flavor of Centerville town here,
lie said : " I a ? *o right and the will
As such haw| ply, and do it up brown, dear—
To tie a knot fyd two will slauu still.”
Just now, if father was taking a long pull,
So while the elLirger nud kraut,
ettle Lir *iot was tied quickly, for fear-
' she said, after a moment's si
len-e, “becomes really ini creating. Yon
said something ai out leaving me forever
Imt you intend, in no event, to le tve thv
evening, I suppose?”
"No,” said Eugene.
“Very well,” she replied, bowing her
head in sign of dismiss 11, without offer
ing her hand; “we shall see each other
again. ”
“But when?”
“At an early day.”
He thou.lit, notwithstanding the past,
she required time for reflection, a little
terrified doubtless by the roaster she
evoked; he gravely salutedWev and de
patted. m
The next day, and on me three suc
ceed.ng ones, he vainly indented himself
at her door. * M
Mr*.-Elliston was dini^ out or dress
ing.
It was for Eugene a whole century of
torture. One thought, which often dis
quieted him, revisited him with double
poignancy. Cora did not love him. She
only wished lo revenge herself for the
past, and after disgracing would laugh at
him. She had ma-je him sigu the con
tract, and then escaped him. In the
midst of these tortures of his pride, his
passion, instead of weakening, increased.
The fifth day after their interview be
did not go to her house. He hoped to
meet bor in the evening at the residence
of a mutual friend, on Madison avenue,
where he usually saw Her every Thursday.
This friend, Mrs. Louisa Morgan. was »
connection of Lis mother’s family, and
from bis ear iest boyhood had been very
kind to Eugene. She was a w (low and
no longer young, but be ng we llhy, she
had no difficulty in rendering herself and
her home attractive.
Hbe hud no taste or inclination for re-
lig on, but affected a greit liking for lit-
eindure and art, and every week received
many distinguished authors and artists,
who piqued themselves on being free
thinker?
Cora Eliistou had permitted herself to
be introduced by her husban 1. because
she knew Eugene frequ?nted the house.
On this particular evening the gather
ing was small. Eugene had only arrived
a few moments, when he had the satis
faction of seeing his uncle, who had re
turned from Washington, and Mrs. Ellis-
ton enter.
She tranquilly expressed to him her re
gret at not having been at. homo the pre
ceding day, but it was impossible to hope
for a more decided explanation in a circle
so small and undir tbe vigilant eyes of
certain ladies present.
Eugene vainly interrogated her face.
It was as beautiful aDd cold as usuil.
His anxiety increased; he would have
given h.'j life at that moment for her lo
say one word of love.
Mrs. Morgan liked the play of wit, as
she had but little herself.
They played at her bouse such little
games as were then fashionable. Those
little games are not always innocent, aa
we shall see.
They had distributed pencils, pens, and
little packages of paper— some of the
pliyers sitting around largo tables, and
some in separate chairs—and scratched
mysteriously, in turn, questions and an
swers.
The dainty v.c J
ful
Of Kicking 9
Chicago, jh
Id ho find it out.
BElRAYED;
u
A DA# MARRIAGE
A l,ai |morn.
A Romance
of Lone, Intrigue and
Grime.
LICE P. CARRISTON.
CHAI’Tl:K XIV.—(Coiltlnliei!>.
“Well, I intefpretit thus: I imagine two
beings, equally free and strong, loving
end valuing <Tph other beyond all else,
having no nff*kion, no loyalty, no devo
tion. no honor, except toward each other;
hut possessing all for each other in a su
preme degree.;
“I give and; consecrate absolutely to
you my persoi j all that I can be, or may
be to come, oi(eondition of on equal re
turn, still preserving the same social
conventionalities, without which we
should both bfe miserable.
“Secretly united, and secretly isolated,
though in the midst of the human herd,
governing and despising it; uniting our
gifts, our faculties, and onr powers
yours which cannot be greater, and mine
which shall become greater if you love
me-^-nnd lii ing thus, one for the other,
until death.
"You have dreamed, you told me, of
strange and almost sacrilegiotrs love.
Here it is; ouiv before accepting it re
flect well, for I assure vou it is a serious
thing.
“My love for you is boundless. I love
-.yomguqugi^ lo disdain and trample under
foot that which the meanest human being
still respects. I love you enough to find
in you alone, in your single esteem, and
in your sole tenderness, in the pride and
madness of being yours, oblivion and
consolation for friendship outraged, faith
betrayed, and honor lost.
“But, mark you, this is n sentiment
which you will do well not to trifle with.
You should thoroughly undorlitand this.
"Well, if you desire my love, if you
consont to this alliance, opposed to all
human laws, deign to tell me so, and I
shall fall at your feet. If you do not wish
it, if it terrifies you, if you are not pre
pared for the double obligation it in
volves. (ell me so, and fear not a word of
reproach. Whatever it might cost me, I
would ruin my life, I would leave you
forever, and that which passed last night
should be eternally forgotten.”
Hs ceased, and remained with his eyes
ftsed on the beautiful woman, with a
'’burning anxiety. As he w ent on speak
ing, her air became more grave. She lis
tened to him, her head a little inclined
towards him in an altitude of overpower-
ing interest, throwing upon him at inter
vals a glance full of gloomy fire. A
slight but rapid palpitation of the bosom,
a "scarcely perceptible quivering of the
nostrils, alone betrayed the storm raging
within her.
During this time Mr. Ellislon played
whist with an elderly lady for partner.
Cora did not usually take part in these
games which fatigued her.
Eugene war therefore astonished to see
liei- trccept the pencil and paper offered
her
This singularity awakened his attention
and put him on his guard.
He himself joined in the game, contrary
to his usual custom, and even took charge
of the basket to collect tho small notes as
they were written.
An hour passoit without any special in
cident.
The treasures of wit wore dispeused.
The most delicate and unexpected ques
tions—such ns “What is love?” “Do you
think that friendship can oxist between
the sexes?” “Is it sweeter to love or he
loved?” succeeded each other with corre
sponding replies.
All at once Cora gave a slight scream,
and they saw a drop of blood trickle down
her foiehe-ul.
She commenced laughing, and showed
her little gold peucil-ca-e. which had a pen
at one end, with which she had scratched
her forehead in her abstraction.
The attention of Eugene was redoubled
from this moment—the more so from a
rapid and significant glance from Cora
which seemed to warn him of an ap
pToaching event.
She was sitting a little in shadow in
one corner, in order to meditate more at
ease on questions and answers.
An instant later Eugene was passing
around the room collecting notes.
She deposited one in the basket, s’ip
ping another into his hand with ibe cat
like dexterity of her sex.
In the midst of these papers, which
each person amused himself with read
ing, Eugene found no difficulty in retain
ing without remark the clandestine note.
It w as written in red ink, a little pale,
hut very legible, and contained these
words:
“I belong, soul, body, honor, riches, to
my best beloved, Eugene Cleveland, from
this moment and forever.
“Written and signed with the pure
blood cf my veins, this ISth November,
188—. CoeaElustok."
All the blood of Eugene Cleveland
surged to his brain, a cloud came over
his eyes, ho rested his baud on the mar
ble table, then suddenly his face was cov
ered with a moral paleness. Tnese symp
toms did not arise from remorse or fear;
his pnssiou overshadowed all. Ho felt
boundless joy. He saw the world at his
feet.
CHAPTER XV.
THE PKIVATE SECKETAIiY EEPOr.TS.
But what of that paragon of excellence,
honor and integrity—to say nothing of
the other virtues—Mr. Oscar Slyme?
How was he conducting himself during
all this time?
Was he watching the growing intimacy
between Cora Elliston and Eugene Cleve
land with iuciiffeieuco? or did he not notice
this growing intimacy at all?
From what has already been said of
Mr. Slyme, we think the reader will give
him credit for more acuteness than to
suppose him wholly ignorant of what
had passed since that interview in the
library, of which ho was tin nnseen and
unsuspected witness.
•Just bow much he knew it is not at this
ti>r.<- worth while to inquire; but whst lie
did know, for reasons of his own, he kept
jealously to himself.
He promptly waited upon Mrs. Elliston
whenever she summoned him to her pres
ence, and carried out all her instructions
to the very letter, showing her, in everv
xvorl and action, that he was, as he pro".
fensed himself, her humble and willing
slave.
It was some moq}hs after the little
episode in Mrs. Morgan's drawing-rooms
— indeed, winter had passed and spring
had come. Mr. Elliston hud been duly
elected to the United States Senate, and
had taken his seatmore than a month be
fore. Cora was in the library waiting to
receive Slyme, whom she never admitted
to her boudoir.
There was a faint knock at the door.
“Come in," she called, somewhat impa
tiently, and the private secretary sidled
into the room.
“You wauted to see me, Mrs. Elliston?”
he said, in his low, fawning voice.
“Y'es; I nnd»rstind my hnsbiind has
sent for you, and that you will be obliged
to start for Washington almost immed
iate! y. ”
“It is true. The Senator writes that he
can no longer do without me, and so I
am to jom him at the e rliest possible
moment.”
“And when wiil the eaaTest possible
moment be?”
“I think I can gel matters into order
here so as to be able to leave in a week
time."
“So soon? I shall be very sorry to patt
with you, Slyme. I shall miss you very
much.”
He raised his eyes a little, and gave
her a quick, searching glance.
“But you, Mrs. Elliston, yon will soon
join your husband in Washington?"
“Yos, but not before the latter part oi
May.”
“The last of May! 1 am sure he ex
pects you before that,"
“I dare say,” she rejoined carelessly,
“but I can not leave New Y'orkforamontb
yet."
A black look settled on the private sec
retary's face, and in a somewhat different
vo ce he said:
“I am very sorry to hear it. But you
did not call me here merely fed say this
What information—what new servico dc
you require of me before I go away?"
Cora paid no attention to his altered
looks and tone, but promptly replied:
“In the first place, 1 want to know about
that girl at Boxbury. Is she being well
cared for?”
Treated like a queen ”
She still lives in the cottage you hired
for her?”
No, she is with the family of Mr.
Nathan Metcalf, the owner of the cot
tage.”
What kind of people are they?”
Very agreeable. I assure you. Mr. Met
calf is nn elderly man, well informed—in
fact, the oracle of the town. Then there
are his daughter and granddaughter, and
several servants."
“His daughter and granddaughter, you
say?”
“Y’es, his daughter, Mrs. Clara Denton,
is a young widow, and, out of pure com
passion, acts as companion to Mrs. tlere-
! and.”
Mrs. Cleveland? I thought that name
had been dropped?”
“True; in lioxbury she is only known
as Mildred Lester.”
Lester! Why did you give her her own
maiden name?"
“It was a risk, I admit; but there was
no help for it. Mrs. Denton found the
name on her linen, aud besides, strangely
enough, she remembered that when she
had forgotten all else.”
“But will not the people around her find
out who she really is?”
“Little fear of that, the people of Kox-
bury aro not likely to run upon any one
from Riverside.”
“1 hope you are right. Has she quite
recovered from the effects of that fever?"
“In a way—yes.”
“What do you mean by (hat?”
“I mean that she is well—as well as she
will ever be, and yet she is not what she
was before that accident.”
“I suppose you have reference to hei
mind. You have already mentioned that
her memory has become impaired; to what
extent has she lost it?”
"She has lost all recollection of what
happened before that fearful night. Her
life, ns I may say, dates from tho hour
when she recovered consciousness after
the lever.”
“Strange, but very fortunate.”
“Yes—for you."
Cora gave him a quick, searching glance.
“Is there any hidden meaning in your
words, my friend?” she asked.
“None whatever, I assure you."
“It seems to me that it is fortunate for
you as well as for myself.”
“Oh, certainly.”
“Is she happy?”
“Who? Mrs. Cleveland?’'
“Miss Lester.”
“Beg pardon. Y'es, very happy.”
“Very happy," repeated Cora, musinuly.
“Y'es, and why shouldn’t she be? She
has no cares to trouble her, and remem
bers no sorrows.”
“Remembers no Borrows!" Then quick
ly: “But isn’t she curious about the
past?”
“Naturally, somewhat; but I have made
up a past lor her, which Mrs. Denton
communicates to her from time to time,
as occasion calls for.”
“You are a remarkable mau, Mr.
Slyme.”
“Thank you.”
“And now about those i'ieldings, what
do you know of them?”
“They are still at their old quarters ib
West Forty-seventh street. The young
mau is getting on at the bank, arid the
sister is slowly recovering her health.”
“Does Mr. Cleveland visit there often?"
Again came that strange black look.
“You ought to know as to that beltei
than I,.Mrs. Elliston.
“What do you mean, sir? I know
nothing about it.”
But Slyme had already repented his
hasty speech.
”1 believe,” he said, rapidly, “that he
goes there not oftener than once a week—
Sundays usually. ’’
‘Does he see the sister alone then?”
“Never alone."
“Are you sure?"
“Quito sure.”
A pause followed tbi- assertion.
Slyme b:oke the silence by asking:
“Is there anything further at this time,
Mrs. Elliston?"
“One question more: yon will go to
Roxbuty befoie you start for Washing*
ton?”
“I shall be obliged to do so.”
“And yon will see that every provision
is made for that—that unfortunate’s
comfort while you are away?”
“I wili see to everything.”
“That is all, then, just now."
Slyme, who had been standing all
through the interview, moved noiselessly
toward the door. With his hand on the
knob he paused.
“What is it, Slyme?” asked Cora, look
ing up.
Were you aware that the Lelands
owned property in lioxbury?” he inquired,
in a peculiar tone.
“Tho Lelands! I knew that some mem
ber of the family owned property in Con
necticut, but had no idea it was "there.”
' It's an immense farm, aud belongs to
tho youDg man, Warren Leland; he in
herited it from his mother's father.”
Well, you are going to sav something
unpleasant, I think. What is MV”
“He has taken a strange notion into his
head. He is having the house thorough’}'
remodeled and is going to live there.”
“What! YVarren Leland?”
“Yes; says he is going to turn farmer,
but I fancy, after gaining a residence in
Connecticut, he intends to run for Con
gress; indeed, I have heard several hints
to that effect, and from those who ought
to know, too.”
even let me m-nt en Rcxbury or sirs
Cleve—Miss Lester.”
Cora made an impatient gesture.
“Let me think,” si e s .id. Then hall
aloud:
“What can possess Warren Leland to
bury himself in that or.t of the way place:
Even if he is ambitious to go to Congress
that seems a ronudabout way to get
there.”
“I can't enlighten you on the subject,’
said Slyme. “I only know he h isn’t
acted like the same man since his bosom
friend s misfottane and disappearance.
“His bosom friend? To whom (lojou
refer?"
“Browcell, tho civil engineer. He was
his classmate in college, you know.”
“Ah! the young man whose wife died
so strangely some two or three months
ago. ”
“Yes; and who, directly aflerward, dis
posed of everything and disappeared—
went off to Mexico, some tay."
“Aud Warren Leland hasn't been him
self since! I didn't suppose him capable
of so much affection for his friend."
“Some s y the affection was for his
friend's wife,” remarked the private sec
retary, dryly.
“I fearvou ate disposed to be cynical,
Slyme.”
“Ob, not at all—quite the contrary.”
“At any rate, 1 hope you have never run
across Warren Leland in Roxbury.”
“I have taken good care not to do so,
and shall use the same caution in future.”
“That i3 well; but sooner or later he
will form the acquaintance of your friend,
Mr. Metcalf, if he has not already done so.”
“I fear that is inevitable."
“dnd then is he not likely to learn
something of you and your visits to the
Metcalf f^rm?”
“WLal can he learn? Merely that I am
Miss Lester's brother, that I am connect
ed with a large commeicial house in New
York, that I am constantl.- on the road;
and when I can snatch an houror so from
my multitudinous cares I run up to Rox
bury to pay a visit to my most unfortunate
sister.”
Very good, indeed. Slyme: but he will
see her. and may become interested in
her.”
“Aye,” exclaimed Slyme, iwith a per
plexed look, “there’s the rub.”
“You had thought of that?”
“I have thought of little else of late.”
“We i, we must endeavor to concert
some plan to head him off—to turn him
from his purpose—if he; develops such a
purpose.”
“Unfortunately, I shall not be here to
aid you in Carrying ont a plan, even if wi
can mature one. ’’
But there must he some way out ol
the difficulty. Do think, my good Slyme
and come to me here to-morrow.”
I will do my best, as ever, to serve
you,” and with a low bow he withdrew,
softly closing the door behind h m.
Eor some time Cora remaiued'seated
as he had left her. but her head was bent
forward, her hands were tightly clasped
in her -lap, and her whole attitude de
noted deep and earnest meditation.
Presently the heavy portiere was drawn
aside, and Eugene Cleveland entered.
In an instanY lha cloud fled from he
blow, and a radiant smile appeared upon
her face.
He hastily crossed the room, knelt by
the divan, raised her shapely head, and
imprinted a binning kiss upon her lips
“At last you have come!” she murmured
returning the kiss and clasp : ng her
beautiful arms about his neck.
Again the curtain in the doorway was
drawn aside, and the eager eyes of the
private secretary were fixed upon the pair,
and there was malignant, mortal hatred
in the glance.
THE NEWS IN GENERAL
CURIOUS FACTS.
Con^nsei from Onr Most Import
Telepplric Airices
And Presented In Pointed and Reada
ble Paragraphs.
CHAPTER XVI.
SHAPING DESTINY.
Oscar Slvme, the private secretary, had
told Cora Elliston no more than the ex
act and dreadful truth.
Amy Brownell, the wife of the civil
engineer, was dead, and her husband was
a wanderer
Warren Leland was indeed changed;
but-perhaps not wholly for the better.
The shock had been a sudden and ter
rible oae for him, aud he had not re
covered from it.
He ha l not agniu visited the attractive
home at Bedford Park, thinking, for the
lady's sake, he would not do so until he
was sure the master of the house haa re
turned.
It was three weeks after.Brownell's hur
ried and unfortunate departure; Leland
had had another “night of it” with Char
ley Raymond and friends of that ilk,
aud awoke with a splitting headache and
remorseful heart, when his valet noise
lessly entered the room with several
notes and letters on a salver. t
“Set it downjiere, and draw hack the
curtain,” ordered the master.
The valet obeyed, jilaeing the salver on
a stand by the sid6 of the Led.
Ono note instantly attracted Lelaud’s
attention.
The handwriting he well knew, and the
envelope was bordered with black.
He snatched it np, and opened it with
trembling hands. And this is what he
read:
“My wife is dead. I am in no fit con
dition to see you now. I have disposed
of everything and am going away—no
matter where.
“You will hear from me later.
“HoBABT BltORXKLI. ”
“Great God!"exclaimedLeland, letting
the note fall from his hands, and turn
ing ghastly pale.
Anl it is hut just to say that it was the
knowledge of her death, an 1 that alone,
that affected him: he did not eTen think
of the seeming threat in the note.
“Great God! Dead! Can it be possi
ble?”
The valet turned, and regarded him
wiih a look of astonishment.
“Get out!” he cried. “But say! bring
me some brandy and a bottle of soda."
The valet disappeared. .
Then, in spite of his aching head,
he gave himself uq> to serious reflection.
“I wish I knew more about it,” he mut
tered, at last.
And later in the day he set himself the
task of finding out something.
His efforts were rewarded with soma
degree of success. He found the dead
woman’s mother, and was received gra
ciously by ber.
Her daughter, she said, had not been
herself since his visit and her hushknd's
departure that eveniug. She had drooped;
she was dispirited; she was crying all the
time.
The morning of her basband’s return,
he was with her alone for some time.
Directly after that she was seized with
congestion
“Congestion!” repeated Leland, in
quiringly.
“Yes, of the lungs — of the brain.
Really I don’t know! but she is dead! and
Hobart is gone, and I, alas! am alone in
the world!"
“But—excuse the question—not unpro
vided for, I hope?”
“Oh! no. no! Hobart was very kind
and thoughtful. My future is secure."
Leland qneslioned her further, but
Cora bocame very grave and thoughtful. * cou '^ learn nothing more.
This is very disagreeable nows,” she
said at length. “I wish I had known it,
before. ’
“I would have told you, but for some
months past, you know, you would not
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She was as ignorant as himself with re
gard to the widower's movements. He
was gone, that was all she knew. Where
he had gone, she had no idea.
[TO 3E CONTINUED.!
Robert Poolej the oldest, and in his
time one of the best known jockeys in
the Country, died suddenly at Provi
dence, B. I., Tuesday, aged 83.
The reconvened Pennsylvania deni
oeratic state convention of September
18th last was called to order at Harris
burg Wednesday morning by ex-con
greseman E. P. Gillespie, of Mercer
county, permanent chairman. James
Denton Hancock, of Franklin, Venan
go county, was nominated for con
gressman-at-large by acclamation.
The Deadwood, South Dakota, Ath
letic Club have decided to offer a
purse of 850,000 for the Corbett-
Mitchell tight. The club means busi
ness, and if the offer is accepted, will
construct a pavilion to accommodate
12,000 people. Patsy Carr, Hare Fer
guson and Sam Schwartz and wealthy
Deadwood sports are backing the club.
General P. M. B. Young, United
States minister to Guatemala and Hon
duras, arrived at San Francisco on the
steamer, City of Sydney, Tuesday
night, on a leave of absence, en route
to Washington, and thence to his
home in Georgia. Minister Young
says that war between Nicaragua and
Honduras threatens to assume formid
able proportions.
A cable special of Wednesday from
Vienna, Austria, says that the com
mander of the forces in Ligueria and
Piedmont has been ordered to complete
the arming forthwith of the forts of
the French frontier and to complete
the arming of the batteries on the
Tyrrhenian sea. In addition, it
stited that several army corps have
been ordered to place themselves in
readiness for the outbreak of war.
The news has caused great excitement.
Later dispatches have been received
at Massowah from Kassawnlla confirm
ing the previous accounts of the battle
recently fought between the Italian
troops and the Dervishes. It is now-
stated that the latter left 4,000 dead
upon the field, and that in addition
the leaders of the Dervishes—Hamed
All—nnd all his emirs were killed.
The Dervishes are said to bo much
discouraged at their defeat, and serious
dissensions are reported to exist among
their chiefs.
The news published in Paris Tues
day to the effect that President Peixo-
to, of Brazil, had resigned was found
ed on a dispatch announcing this fact,
which was received at the ministry of
foreign affairs. The Brazilian minis
ter at Paris has declared that he did
-not believe the report to be true, and
Senhor Gualabara, the Brazilian gov
ernment delegate, is quoted as saying
that there was nothing in the latest
dispatches which he had received
which would furnish ground for the
belief that the report was true.
W. F. Beck ,t Co., commission
merchants at San Francisco, handling
chiefly salmon aud cauued and dried
fruits, assigned Wednesday. The
scheduled liabilities are 8313,513, and
a member of the firm says that amount
may reach a much greater sum. The
Wells-Fargo bank is the geaviest cred
itor, holding claims of 8I0t,000. Three
other banks in San Francisco hold
claims aggregating$82,000. The bulk
of the remainder is due to local mer
chants and creditors in Honolulu and
several interior counties in New York.
The ninth general assembly of Colo
rado convened in Denver at noon
Wednesday. In both branches the
old organizations were continued.
Governor Waite began reading his
message at 3 o’clock and finished at
4:30. Cheers and loud applause
greeted the venerable executive as lie
pronounced the openin i words. Im
mediately after the joint session was
dissolved a row broke out in the house.
Mr. Boynge, republican, declared the
governor had insulted the intelligence
of the legislature by making a parti
san stump speech. Mr. Sweeney,
populist, hotly defended the governor.
A motion to adjourn sine die was de
feated by a vote of 25 to 26. The mes
sage was ordered printed bv a vote of
57 to 5.
There are thirty species of tobi*eeo.
Uncle Sam gets few Spanish immi
grants.
The loom was usedbv theEgvptians
2500 B. C.
The world now uses 13,000 kinds of
postage stamps.
Brocades of silk, enriched with gold
and silver, were made in China B. C.
1721.
Cambridge, Mass., jias three pastors
Who have held their present charges
for twenty-five -rears.
According to. the last census there
arc over 3,000,000 bachelors in the
United StRtes—that is, 3,000,000 men
over thirty years old who have never
been married.
The finest opal of modern times be
longed to Empress Josephine. It was
called “The burning of Troy.'' Its
fate is unknown, as it disappeared
when the allies entered Paris.
An old European cuetom was to give
ft clock to any one who could take an
oath that he had strictly minded his
own business and not meddled with
his neighbor's affairs for a year and a
day.
The smallest republic in the world
is Francevtlle, one of the islands
of the New Hebrides. The in
habitants consist of forty European
and 500 black workmen employed by
a French company.
In Germany, when the vote of the
jury stands six against sis, the prisoner
is acquitted. A vote of seven against
five leaves the decision to the court,
and in a vote of eight against four the
prisoner is convicted.
A plant known as wild orange, on
the Island of Reunion, is said to pro
duce a beverage equal to coffee and
much cheaper. It can be used alone
or mixed. It is now raised on 24,000
acres, and its name is “mussaenda.”
In some villages in the south of Eng
land the appointments of the wedding-
are made to bear a relation to the busi
ness of the town. At a carpenter's
wedding the aisle of the church was
strewn with shavings ; at a blacksmith’s
with coal and iron filings; a - farmer
walked on straw, a butcher on skins.
Collectors of rare stamps are much
interested in the Afghanistan stamps.
The Ameer Abdur Rahman has only
had three issues of stamps since he
came to the throne. The first was a
round red stamp, the second an oblong
black one, and the last a red oblong
stamp bearing the figure of a mosque.
A COMPARATIVE ESTIMATE OF HIMSELF.
“Reginald,” said the young man's
father, “you couldn't earn your salt.”
“Oh, yes, I could, fat’nah,” he replied,
complacentiy. aud, after some thought,
he added, “but I might have to fallback
oi you fob the pep pah.'’—[Washington
“dar.
ICAKHr.AGE WITHOUT MOTIVE.
Mistress—So you are going to leave
my service? Now, what motive impels
you to go away?
8ervant--lt's no motive, ipadamej it’»
» soldier!—iPaiis Gauloig.
A CAUSTIC REPLY
Of the Duval Club (o Attoruey-Beneral
Lamar of Florida.
The statement published in the Chi
cago Inter-Ocean by Florida’s Attor
ney General to the effect that the Cor-
bett-Mitchell contest could not possi
bly be “pulled off” within the borders
of his state has elicited a caustic reply
from the president of the Duval Ath
letic Club. The Attorney General’s
positive edict against the fight .is’met
by as positive a statement from the
club that the contest will occur, and
occur in Florida at that. Here is
what the club says in reply to the At-,
torney General: •
“Attorney General Lamar, speaking
for himself and the governor, having
declared in a letter to the Inter-Ocean
of Chicago that the Corbett-Mitchell
contest will not take place in Florida,
it is proper that we inform the public
that neither the attorney general nor
the governor possesses any judicial
power and to add that the state’s offi
cers, acting under tbe direction of the
executive, have refused to allow any
judicial determination by the courts of
the law which it is claimed the contest
will violate, and to that end have
caused the prosecution originated for
the purpose of testing the law to be
dismissed; and further, that the exec
utive of the state, possessing the con
stitutional prerogative of asking the
opinion of the highest- judicial tribunal
of the state as to the construction of
the statute, has declined to do so.
The public is hereby assured that the
contest will take place as advertised;
that no plans have been formed or
steps taken, and none will be, by
either the governor or the attorney
general, to stop the contest, and tick
ets can be bought with the confidence
that it will take place under the con
tract as signed.
“Henry Mason, President,
“For the Dnval Athletic Club. .
Now it) the time fo advertise it will
pay.
Mail Armor.
The covering for the body in time
of war usually consists of ordinary
garments very thickly quilted, or cov
ered with small rings of metal sewn
upon the inside.
The quilted material deadened to a
considerable extent the force of a
blow, and the rings made it very dif
ficult for the lance or sword to pene
trate. There seems to be some ground
for believing that small discs of horn
or bone were sometimes sewed npoti
garments for a similar purpose; but
this is not absolutely certain, for we
have only the representations in illum
inations to judge by, aud it is not al
ways easy to tell exactly what was
meant to be depicted.
The mail armor varied much as to
the manner in which the rings were af
fixed to the surface that they were in
tended to protect; in some instances
they seem to be sewn on at one edge
only, in rows, and so to overlap each
other ; in others they do not overlap,
and in yet other cases they are linked
together after the manner iu which
purses used to be made of small steel
rings, This last form of mail was cer
tainly the strongest and most perfect,
and if the iron or steel links were well
made it would require a skilful blow
from sword or lance to penetrate
through them, and even then the
weapons would have to be of unusually
well-tempered metal.
There was considerable variety in
helmets and shields at different times
during jhis period. We find the kite
shaped shield iu the Bayeux tapestry,
but later it became shorter and wider ;
the round Saxon shield, sometimes
made of wood alone, sometimes cov
ered with bull’s hide, lingered for a
long time, and for men-at-arms this
shape was retained nearly as long as
the use of the shield continued.
Westminster Review.
BILL ARP’S LETTER.
Ee Memlales lit Pleasnres ol Rest
“It is Rood for Man to Feel His Iusig
nificance Occasionally.”
‘•O, where shall rest be found,
Best for the weary soul.”
That is a beautiful hymn. But the mind
wan's rest too—rest from politics, from the
tariff, from silver aud gold, from Hawaii and
Kio Janeiro—rest from Evans aud Clay and
Atkinson—rest from the woman questiou aud
pulpit controversy—rest from the swim and
slush of daily news—the murders aud suicidel
aud lynchings—and rest from Mitchell and Cor-
belt.
Of coarse we must have polities and candi
dates and controversy and the news, hut one*
in awhile the mind gets tired of all these aud
Deeds rest. I don’t know a better place to find
it than in a quie* little hamlet that overlooks
the sea or the gulf—where one can gaze dream
ily upon the waters, and, like Byron; become po-
ei ic and exclaim:
“Victoria R.” to the President.
The treaties which are stored in the
State Department library at Washing
ton are not the only valuable or his
toric documents there. There are
some very valuable Washington, Jef
ferson, Madison and Monroe papers,
and the original Declaration of Inde
pendence. Then there tfre letters of
the rulers of other countries, telling
of births and deaths and marriages in
royal families. These letters, says the
Philadelphia Times, are bound in vol
umes devoted to the different coun
tries from which they came. There are
many autographs of Queen Victoria in
the court letters of Great Britain
which fill an entire book. The most
interesting was written February 14,
1840. It announced her marriage to
Prince Albert. It is a good specimen
of the form of royal communication
with the ruling magistrate of the United
States. It reads:
Victoria, by the Grace of God. Queen of the
United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ire
land, Defender of the Faith, etc., etc., to
the President of the United States ot
America, sendeth greeting:
Our Good Friend—The celebration of onr
marriage with His Royal Highness, the
Prince Albert Francis, Augustus Charles
Emanuel, second son of His Serene Highness,
the reigning Duke of 8axe-Coburg-Gotha.
having taken place at London on the 10th oi
the present month, we lose no time in noti
fying to you this event- The sentiments of
friendships which : you have manitested
toward us on other occasions afford us the
assurance that you wiil take an interest in an
event which, by the blessings of the Al
mighty wiil, we trust, contribute to the wel
fare of our people and secure our own do
mestic happiness. And so with our cordial
wishes for your welfare and prosperity, we
recommend you to the protection of the Al
mighty.
Given at out court at Windsor Castle, the
fourteenth day of Febrnary. in the year of
our Lord 1840. in the third year of our reign.
Victobia B.
“E Plrtribus Unum” on Coins.
The legend “E Pluribus Unum,”
which appears on a number of United
States coins, was never authorized by
law. Its first use is said to have been
npou a coin struck at Newburgh, N.
Y., iu 1785, before the adoption of ou*
Constitution.—St, Lquis IJepublic.
“Roll on. thon deep and dark blue ocean,
roll-”
It is good for a man to feel his insignificance
once in awhile, and lie can do it here. It is
good to get away from the restless, turbulent
world, and let his mind become calm and se
rene. He ought io have & few old-fashioned
books, such ae Goldsmith and Cowper and Tom
Hood and Irving and Ike Marvel, books that
please without a strain, books tender and true,
and that harden not tbe heart. There is some
thing about the ocean or a lake or a river, or
even a little rivulet, that calms and comforts
tlio mind. The little spring branch is a never
failing delight lo a child, and the memory of it
is fresh and green in onr declining yean. By
ron says:
“And I have loved the ocean- -and my delight
when a boy was to wanton in thy breakers.”
Bnt the little branch aud the wash-hole down
in the willows was good enough for ns. There
is nothing in nature or art so changeless and
so soothing to the mind as water—flowing,
sparkling or falling wa'er. How de
licious is sleep, how pleasant our
dreams when the rain is pat
tering on the roof. In my early my youth,
father was poor and tbe litte shedroom where
1 slept had no ceiling and the window nothing
but a shutter; but my mother lucked the cover
ing close aronnd iLv aud kissed me, and the
rain on the roof was the sweetest music in the
world. I wiil never forget that little room and
those bie6sed lainy nights. The rich have
many blessiugs, but a kind providence has
saved ;-ome for the poor that money cannot
bay. Hie Indians had no lunatic asylums in
tbe olden time, but nature taught them that
tbe sonud of falling water was the best cure
for a diseased mind. Amicalola means mind
healing. and Amicalola falls was the place
where (lie Cherokees took their crazy Indians
and bad them guarded in jHttle wigwams on
the brink untii they got well.
There are many legends of Indian maidens
leaping from some high bluff into the dark
waters because of disappointed love, but that
is all fancy—the creative fancy of the novelists
aud story tellers. The old settlers told me
they nevei heard of such acase.norofan Indian
committing suicide; but that they did some
time take a crazy one to Amicalola falls and
the sound of the falling waters cured them.
I think it would be a fitting change to call this
beautiful ninny, breezy bluff by that expres
sive name instead of Clear Water. This little
place is as charming to us as when we first
ame. Fishing, sailing, boating, bathing and
shell hunting still go on. while the intervals
employed in reading, talking, writing let
ter- and receiving them from absent kindred
and friends, there are none to molest or
make ns afia d. Burns could have immortal-
zed such a hamlet as he did the cottage in tlie
highlands:
‘And I knew by the smoke that so gracefully
cured
Above ihe dark trees that a cottago was
u-ar,
Aud I said to myself, if there’s peace in this
world,
Tlie heart that is humble might look for it
here.”
The mocking birds are building in tlie haw
thorn I u lies, and their inspiring songs are al
most unbroken by day and by night. I know
now where ill y spend their winters, for there
are thousands of them here, and not an English
sparrow to disturb their tranquility. Ae I write,
I can see a, score of them within a few rods, and
agentleman told me that he killed 150 lastsuin-
m r in an effort to drive them away from his
grape arboe, and with all that lie saved no
grapes to .peak of. He enclosed many bunches
in pap r and in cloth, bnt it was no protection,
for they picked through every covering
I have been writing some fish stories, bnt I
find that iliese people begun on me easy. They
dideut want to strain my credulity at tlie start.
Since my last letter, tlie fishing boys eame in
with 2,700 from on- eight’s netting, and Mr.
Orr, of St. Petersburg, said that not long ago
he estimated the night’s work of some fisher
men down below him, and they numbered
‘17,000- They saitfd them down, and had 6eveu
barrels of fish rte. for which they got 2 cents a
p juud. Just thick of 27,000fish caught in one
night. Mr. Orr is from South Carolina, a
nephew of Hon. James L. Orr, and, of conrse,
a truthful man. He owns a fishing boat that
pl’es between Petersburg and Sarasota bay. and
I am going down with him soon and see ili se
wonders of the deep with mine own eyes. I
have been accustomed, and perhaps hardened,
to marvelous glories iu dby own town, and it
strains a man’s faith to beiieve everything he
hears. Not long ago, a very lespectable neigh
bor. who is getting along in years, told me
that when he fiast went to Texas, away back
in the 50's, the wolves got around Ills shack
one night by the himdreds trying to get the
carcass cf a deer that he bad hung in a
sapling close by. They eat up his dog quick.
He and his companion put their guns through
the cracks and fired into them all night, and as
fast as they killed them the others eat them up
except ihe bones and bair, and more wolves
kept on coming and eating; but about daybreak
they left, and when he and his companion
opened the door the hair and the bones was
three feet deep all around the cabin. Well, of
course, a little allowance muat be made for
imagination, and tbe flight of time, and the
lack of a \ ard stick to measure with; but a man
told me lhat the last time be heard that story
told the wolf hair wasen’t bnt two feet deep,
’J hat is all very natural. I have told stories
myself that got bigger and bigger as (be years
tolled on. Tbe tepmtation to exaggerate is
almoit irresistible, and it is so univcrsel that
nobody believes more than half of a marvelous
stoiy," I reckon it was our early reading of
Munchausen and the Arabian Nights and
Gulliver’s travels that got onr generation into
this habit. Everybody loves the marvelous.
Now, if any of our Georgia or up country
friends wish to spend a few weeks or months
on this side of Florida, let them buy a tourist
ticket in Atlanta, 4cents a mile for around
trip (that is 2 cents each way), come to Macon
and take the night train on the Georgia,
Southern aDd Hampton, stay at Hampton three
hours until the Central Peninsular comes along
from Jacksonville at 11 o’clock, get aboard
and stay there until you reach Lscoochee,
where the Sanford and 8t. Petersburg cresses.
There you wall haTe to wait two or three hours,
bnt Mr. Johns win give you a goon clean supper
for half a dollar, and his smart little son,
Albert, will tell vou what a Florida cracker is.
Take the train ‘about 6:40 o’clock, and get to
Clear Water about 9:40 o'clock, or to St. Peters
burg at 10:30 o’clock at night. Tarpon Springs
and Dunedin aud Sutherland are on this line.
It is lust twentv-four hours ride from Macon
to 8t.Petersbnrg.snd you can sleep all night for
$2 if you wish to. So come along and be hap
py. We have just had dinner at our house,
and Mrs- Anspaugh gave us an oyster pie and
squashes, cabbages, egg plant, cucumbers,
green peas and tomatces, all fresh from the
gardens. 8lrawberries will come along next
week. But the fishermen are waiting for me.
1 Olive oil," as the Atlanta boys say, when they
mean "an re voir.”—Brut, Abf in Atlanta Con
stitution.
GET DOWN TO BUSINESS,
Ain’t no use iu grievin’
Over these hard times ;
Ain't no use in weavin’
Of your mournful rhyme*
Ain't a bit o’ good in it;
Neither bread nor wood in it ;
But the way to do—
Roll your shirt sleeves higher up;
Loose the brakes and fire up—
Then, go steamin’ through !
—Atlanta Constitution.
PITH AND POINT.
A New Engine of Death.
A dispatch of Friday to The London
Times from Vienna says: Archduke
Carl Salvador, in conjuction with an
other officer of the army, has invented
and automatic mitrailleuse, which is
reported to be the best made. It fires
450 to 480 shots a minute. Smokeless
powder can be employed. Forty thou
sand round; have been fired from one
barrel of the w papou without showing
any defect. The post of the new mi
trailleuse is 1,009 florins each.
A familiar air—Slapping one' on
he back.
Lot's wife was what might be called
t well preserved woman. —Barn’s Horn.
They served us at ou aboarding-house
With “lamb” to-day: egad!
I’m sure it was a portion of
The one that Mary had.
Jagson says the only way to elevate
he stage is to lower the curtain.—El-
nira Gazette.
There is a tender connection be-
ween the railroad engineer and his
lassengers.—Lowell Courier.
Pompous School Examiner—“How
e the earth divided?” Intelligent Lad
— “By earthquakes, sir.”—Tit-Bits.
The man who is poor
May at least offer thanks
That he isn’t set up q
As a target for cranks.
—Washington Star.
A philosopher is a man who dqes
lot try to argue with others until he
mows he can down them.—Galveston
News.
A cow died in Sprinfield, Ohio, from
ating too many apples, which gave
ise to some trouble in cider.—Boston
Courier.
It is a consolation when another
nan is in trouble to think that it will
prove a valuable lesson to him.—Atch-
son Globe.
Chappie—“I'm awfully fond of tuni
ng dogs.” She (innocently)—“Yes?
Where do you go to hunt them?”—
Detroit Free Press.
“Jawley was at the club last night,”
Was-he? Did he talk?” “Yes.”
What about?” “About half the
night.”—Harper’s Bazar.
“Does this cake makej-ou think of
grandma?” “Mercy, no.” “Why
uot?” “She always gave me two
pieces.”—Chicago Inter-Ocean.”
His heart and his fortune he laid at her feet
And plead for a swift reply,
la trembling tones she softly said :
“My hat, is it on awry?”
—Chicago Inter-Ocean.
Miss Softly (who has been attending
a course of lectures)—“Oh, Professor,
[ saw such a funny old fossil in the
inuseum to-day. I thought of ydu at
once.”—Vogue.
The girls of Radcliffe College (for
merly Harvard’s Ann X.) have no yell
yet, but if somebody should spring $
mouse on them the yell would invent
itself.—Philadelphia Ledger.
“Do you enjoy going to school?”
asked the youth’s uncle. “Yes, sir,
I enjoys goin’ all right. It’s sittin
still in school after I get there that 1
don’t like. ”—Washington Star.
“I dote npou oaks,” said the languishing
maid,
“So noble, so stately, though few,
Tell me, Mr. Jones, what’s your favorite
tree?”
And he teuderly answered her. “Yew.” ;
—Drake’s Magazine.
Gallup—“Do you think I can safely
trust a business secret to Banks?’
Higbee — “I should say so. 1 lent him
155 nearly a year ago and he has never
breathed a word about it since.”—Tid
Bits.
‘It always pays a mau iu my- busi
ness to take plenty of time,” murmured
the burglar softly to himself, gently
dumping the third tray of gold watches
into his capacious bag.—Buffak
Courier.
And you really consider it good
luck to find a horse-shoe, then?”
“Certainly. They’re worth two centt
apiece at any junk dealer’s, and every
little helps, these hard times.”—Buf
falo Courier. - _,
Uptown—“Anyway, I suppose you
believe that there is»luck in odd num
bers?” Longwood — “Great Scott,
ao ! It was the third time I proposed
o Mrs. Longwood that she accepted. ”
Buffalo Courier.
Papa,” said Jimmie, who is just
learning his multiplication tables,
‘why isn’t there a subtraction table?”
‘There is, my son. When you sit
down to dinner and begin to eat, that
substraction table. ”—Harper’s
Bazar.
First Burglar—“Let's quit tliii
business and become reformers.”
Second—“I’m a reformer now.’
First—“Como off'.” Second—“Yes, J
am a chloroformer. ” And he-pro
ceeded to saturate the sponge as the
victim slept.
Josiah—“Mandy, I reckon we’dbet-
ter not buy anything here. They’re
goods all seem to be damaged.” Mau-
dy—“How do you know?” Josiah—
“Don’t you see on all. the cards thal
they tell right out that there’s a big
cut on everything?”—Inter Ocean.
(Before a picture representing a
sheep still guarding its dead lamb from
a group of ravens.) Mamma—“See,
baby dear, those wicked black ravens
are only waiting till the poor mamms
sheep goes away, and they will eat up
the dear little lamb.” Baby—“Qoo-se
let’s wait, too!”—Pall Mall Magazine.
“But, papa,” wailed the young wo
man, “you can have no idea how he
Loves me. Ee is willing to die for me
this very minute.” “Well,” said the .
old man, scratching his chin fhought-
fully, “I don’t know that I have any
objection to that. I was afraid he
wanted to marry you. ”—Indianapolis
lournal.
An Argyllshire elder was asked how
the kirk got along. Hesaid: “Aweei,
we had 400 members. Then we had a
iivision, and there were only $00 left;
;hen a disruption, and only ten of us
left. Then we had a heresy trjial; and
low there is only me and ma 'orither
Duncan left, and I ha’ great doots of
Duncan’s orthodoxy. ”—Tit-Bits.
Aunt Maria—“I suppose that young
nan is coming to see you agitiu this
evening?” Maude—“Do you? 1 : Aunt
Maria—“What a girl you are. What
-.hall I say, Mamie, to all,the fo'lf-t
hat are asking if lit- is your lover?”
Maude—“Tell them you don]t "know.”
Yunt Maria—“But if they should ask
vhat I think?” Maude --"“Say you
;hink it is none of your business.”—
3ostpa Transcript.
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