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I now Bisnor polk died.
t;e true story of his killing
NOW FIRST MADE PUBLIC.
A Thrilling Narrative from the lVn e>f
Hoyle, Who Wltneeaed the Firing
of the Fatal Shell Gn. Howard's Trib
n*<‘ to Hlh Anhtgnnlat.
fCopyright hr Amerteaa Pm* Awtnekuion 1
. P*P*" E. P. IXijrir. who died some time ago,
Jwft among hi* unjxjhlis'i-i the fol
htwlng article, which U of great lii*lon<- valu‘*. a*
- the first aoihenu • account Made puMx of
Htahop Pott's death. -Eorroa
The writer at various times has read
many alleged accurate narratives of the
manner in which Lient. Greu. and
Bishop Polk met hia death on Pine
mountain, Georgia, June 15,1864; but not
one has at all approached the true facts.
Even Dr. Loosing, in hie “Oivil War in
America,” volume iii, page 378, in a
BISHOP LEONIDAS POIJK.
footnote, says that “Polk, Johnston arid
ilardee. were upon the aumuiit of Pine
mountain when the cannonade com
menced reconnoitering. Seeing the
group, Gen. Thomas, it is aaid, ordered a
shot to be fired at them from Knapp's
battery. This caused them to retreat to
a place of safety. Polk soon reappeared,
when another shell was fired which ex
ploded near him and killed him instant
ly. The two shells, were fired by a
young man named William Atwell, of
Alleghany City, Pa., attached to Knapp’s
battery. ”
I have generally found Dr. Lossing's
accounts of military operations that
came under my personal observations
correct, but in this case he lias most cer
tainly been imposed upon. I propose
now to tell the incident just as it oc
curred, and I believe its accuracy will
not be questioned by Gen. (). O. Howard
or any other witness living who that
morning formed a group iff which I was
one. I was at that tiuie attached to the
headquarters of Gen. Howard, then
commanding the Fourth oor{>s. On the
night of the 14th the corps bivouacked
about two miles north of the mountain,
with Glen. Stanley's division under or
ders to lead the advance on the morrow.
About sunrise Gen. Howard w*ith his
staff rode to the front. We found that
Stauley had broken camp, and his com*
Tnß "d were waiting mi the road with
stacked arras for orders to advance.
When we joined Gen. Stanley and his
staff at the extreme front, after the usual
exchange of morning salutations be
tween the two generals, Stauley re
marked to Gen. Howard:
“General, direct your glass to that
mountain”—pointing with his hand to its
summit —“and see if you can make oat
that group. I think iliere is a woman
in the party."
f We all whipped out our glasses in a
moment and looked at the point indi
cated. Sure enough there was a group
of about twenty in full view. In the
fore were three persons standing up, the
one in the center being dressed in what
appeared to be a long dressing gown, and
behind a number of men apparently
seated. After a careful survey through
his glass Gen. Howard said: “It does
look like a woman, general. I think
probably it is Bishop Polk. He is in the
habit of wearing a morning gown some
times. They are evidently there to re
connoiter.”
“Well, suppose we give the bishop a
shot or two before we advance,” said
Gen. Dave Stanley, “just to disturb his
morning meditations.”
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“WE HAVE KILLED A CHRISTIAN GENTLE
MAN.”
Gen. Howard interposed no objections.
Stanley then turned to Capt Sampson,
his chief of Artillery, and remarked,
“Sampson, suppose you order up a sec
tion, unlimber and stir up the bishop!”
Away rode Sampson. At the time 1
sat on my horse between Gen. Howard
and Capt. Leonard, hia chief signal offi
cer, on the right of our party. The cap
tain, Capt Howgate, Capt Taylor,
Capt. Messenger and other signal offi
cers during the winter previous, while
we lay in garrison at Chattanooga, had
interpreted the whole signal cipher code
of the Confederates, and during the en
tire Atlanta campaign all dispatches sig
naled over the mountains were almost
instantly translated by the Union signal
corps. Presently Sampson arrived with
two field pieces of some Indiana battery,
I believe, under a lieutenant. One gun
was placed in position on the right of
Signal Officer Leonard, and about twelve
feet distant. The lieutenant, after the
gun was loaded, took the elevations, the
gun was fired and the shell exploded, ae
far as we could tell by our field glasses,
a little tc the rear, over I ’ S on the sight
©f the group on the' u When
the gm, was reloaded Sampson threw
himself from the sad-lie of his horse,
whose flanks touched those of Capt.
Leonard's horse, and rushing to the gun
remarked:
“Le t me sight her, lieutenant. I think
I can do letter than that.”
Down on his knees he fell, sighted the
gun. it was discharged, and as the shell
burst on the mountain we noticed a sud
den scattering of the group. The gu:i
had been recharged, and Sampson was on
his knees sighting it for a third messen
ger of death when Signal Officer Leonard
exclaimed: “That shot killed Gen.
Polk!”
“Whatr exclaimed several, “Bishop
Polk killed?”
“Yes,” was Leonard’s answer; “they
are signaling it over the mountains.”
“What's that?" exclaimed Sampson,
still on his knees sighting the gun.
Capt. Leonard told him the news.
For a moment Sampson's head dropped
forward and his ha mis rested on the
breech of the piece. Then looking up he
remarked: "Thank God! They killed
my brother the other day—only a lieu
tenant. I have kifled a lieutenant gen
eral. ”
The third shot was not find, Sampson
rising and remounting his horse. All of
our jiarty were visibly affected by the
incident, no one more so than Gen.
Howard, who, after recovering from the
effects of the news, solemnly remarked:
“Bishop Polk killed! Then we have
killed a Christian gentleman.”
Shortly after the signal officer report
ed that the enemy was evacuating the
mountain, and an advance was ordered.
1 went up the mountain with the first
troops to the spot where the Confederate
gronp hail been stationed, and there
found a fallen tree, about thirty feet long,
before which Bishop Polk and his asso
ciates stood hail, and upon which their
staff officers had t>een seated. On the
fallen timber I found what colored guides
told 11s was the blood of Gen. Polk.
Thus did Gen. Polk fall at Pine!
mountain. Neither Thomas nor Sher
man was near as at the time, as they |
did not reach the front until later.
J. PI P. Doyle.
CHINESE ELECT A MAYOR.
How the Mongolian* of Now York City
Cant Their Ballot*.
A novel election took place in New
York city the other day. It was for an
office of considerable importance, yet one
that is not recognized by the municipal,
state or national government. The
voters were all Chinamen, and they \yere
engaged in choosing a mayor to look
after their interests and settle their dis
putes for the ensuing year. Rows of
I>egs dotted the walls of the Chung Wah
Kuug Saw society’s rooms. On those
MAYOR JU SING PON.
pegs the ballots were hung. After the
first expression of opinion the voters
looked at the pendant cards. Then, as
the inclination moved them, they shifted
their choice from one candidate to an
other. Unanimity alone elects among
the Mongolians, and it took some time
to reach a result. Finally all the votes
were seen to bear the name of Ju Sing
Pon, the present incumbent, and the
contest was ended.
The mayor of Chinatown gets a salary
of SSO a month. This sum is more than
doubled by perquisites and fees. Pon
has been in office many years and is
quite wealthy.
South America and the World’* Fair.
The aetiou of the state department in
assigning twelve officers of the army and
navy to visit the South and Central
American states in the interest of the
World’s fair is regarded as a step in the
right direction. One and all of the com
missioners have favorable records, and
are men who combine energy of charac
ter with diplomatic cordiality and suav
ity. Soon each will be at his respective
post, and as most of them have lived for
years in the countries to which they are
accredited, and are en rapport with the
leaders of the commercial world, they
naturally are sanguine of success. Each
commissioner has been furnished with
special instructions prepared by Secre
tary Blaine, but the nature of these is
withheld from the public on the ground
that they are privileged state docu
ments.
The fact that the companies control
ling the South American steamships
have notified the national commission
that they will make no charge for the
transportation of exhibits from the South
and Central American states beyond the
bare cost of handling, and that more
over they will transport without a dol
lar of charge the commissioners accred
ited to the fair, and their families to
boot, is a striking evidence of the favor
able sentiment manifested in that por
tion of the globe regarding the enter
prise, and liespe&ks in advanoe for the
American commissioners a cordial recep
tion.
Respiration Through the Skin.
Hypodermic respiration may become a
new feature of medical practice, A
Buenos Ayres scientist declares that peo
ple breathe through their skins as well
as through their lungs. The capillaries
of the system, he asserts, take up hypo
dermic injections of oxygen in the same
manner as when it is inhaled by the
lungs.
GENOESE LOVE SONO.
A moon suffused city.
It* gardens blowing balm.
In terrace above terrace white
Arose, with plumed palm,
A* 'twere the silver seat of niffhi
That queen'd the waters cairn.
The ghostly cedars somber frond
Was gloom upon the hill.
1 passed with beating heart beyond.
And all beyond waa still.
White moon! when wilt thou break this
bond?
Be not so cold, so chill I
And loi mine eyes, as from a spell.
Were loosed to see her stand
(She saw me not) with eyes that fell
Far on the moooey land.
Bho stood beside the fragrant well.
The marble touch'd her hand.
She sigh'd. One fierce, aloof, forlorn
Received that little sigh,
And laid it on his heart till morn
And would not let it die.
Of me it dreain’d—for me 'twas born
And stole Into the sky
Thou traced lily, breathing light.
Too base am I and low—
I will not speak to thee to-night.
Nor break that dreaming so—
Thy blessed thoughts "hall take their night
And bear me where they go.
—Frederic Herbert Trench in Murray's Magazine
TAKEN AT HIS WORD.
“Are you married yet?” asked an old
gentleman who had passed the three
score-and-ten milestone on the journey
of life of his young friend, Willis Hen
derson, whom he had not met for three
years.
“No. sir, not yet," was the reply; “I
am not able to take care of niyselJ
properly, let alone support a wifa."
“But you might get one who would
help you. my young friend,” continued
the old man.
“Ah, there is the trouble! Of course
if I could find some woman who was
able to care for herself and me, too, 1
would talk with her on the subject;
but os it is 1 don’t care to exchange
single blessedness for double cussed
ness. You have doubtless heard ol
those lines of Josephine Pollard, which
breaks forth in strains like this:
"Don't think for a moment, Fred, 'tis better
To bins the heart with a golden fetter;
Though many do it, yet many rue it.
And love is a tearful witness to it:
There isn't a chance for pleasant weather
Where two are hnequally yoked together;
So turn your back when money bewitches—
Marry for love and work for riches:”
“Well, I reverse the doctrine in the
last line so as to read, ‘Marry for riches
and work for love. ’ ”
The old man shook his head and
turned to speak with another friend
while waiting in the crowded little
room for the mail to be distributed.
Among the bystanders were two ladies
richly clad. One was pretty, vivacious
and young, just creeping out of her
teens, and the other, less handsome,
was about six years her senior, and
they stood very near while Willis quot
ed poetry as a kind of justification for
bis celibacy.
Such were Miss Olie Munray, her
rich aunt, and the conditions under
which their attention was first directed
to Willis Herdyson by the interesting
question of tile old man and the unique
answer be received.
As the crowd dispersed and the two
ladies walked down the street the aunt
said:
1 “I would like to see that young fel
low back up his assertion. I don’t
think he has any more idea of marry
ing for money and working for love
than I have of receiving a pair of
angel’s wings with which to sail across
the ocean next summer. ”
“1 don’t know anything about it,
aunty, lam sure. I should judge that
be was a poor fellow, with honest in
tentions and pure motives, but he
might have meant what he said. ”
“I want to see him taken at his
word.”
“That would be romantic. Suppose
you try it?”
Late in the afternoon Olie and her
aunt took a stroll through town, and
by some means wandered into a store.
They recognized Willis, and on making
their way to his counter bought a few
trifling articles. ,
During the following weeks hardly a
day passed that the ladies did not come
to the store, but there was no suspicion
attached to this, as people usually go
where they receive courteous treatment
from clerks, and Willis tried to excel
all of his fellow clerks in politeness,
and thus build up a nice trade for his
employer through little courtesies to
customers; but toward the last a kind
of spontaneous friendship seemed to
spring up between Willis and his two
patroas, and as they became better ac
quainted Willis began to call upon the
ladies frequently.
A romantic marriage had taken place
at the hotel one afternoon which fur
nished a bit of social gossip, and as
fate willed. Willis had an engagement
with tiie ladies for a stroll that even
ing.
The fact seemed to open the way for
Olie’s aunt to play her little venture
and pave the way for future events.
The subject of marriage and its attend
ant responsibilities was thoroughly dis
cussed, and finally Willis was asked for
an opinion, and, as was his custom, he
spoke freely in a kind of careless man
ner, saying;
“Well, I have peculiar ideas on that
subject. In the first place, it is a great
responsibility on the part of either man
or woman to stumble into matrimony.
And. in the second place, there are cer
tain very necessary adjuncts to render
sailing over the matrimonial sea a bliss
ful voyage.”
“What are those ‘very necessary ad
juncts ?’ ”
“Money is the principal one, of
course."
“But what about love?”
“Love in a cottage may look very
I nice in novels, but it will not work so
pleasantly in real life.”
“You don't seem to place much stress
on love, then?
“Oh. love may be well enough In its
place, but cash is king.”
“You don't believe there is such a
thing as love?”
“Yes. I do. I believe there is a love
of money, a love of fame and a soul
mastering love of power.”.
} “But I mean the affection of the
{heart. ”
“Well, there may be, but I think
I real love matches are very scarce in
this age of the world. In fact, most of
the marriages which take place nowa
days are for love of money, position or
I power, and are contracted through
What motive rather than because of the
disease of the heart called love.”
“Why don't you practice your doc
trine and marry 3ome rich woman?”
tasked Olie, who had been a mute
listener to the conversation,
i “Ah, my dear girl,” said Willis, “that
Is a different tiling altogether. To be
slain, I have never met a woman
flessed with an abundance of wealth
Irho did not have more admirers than
fie could count on her fingers, all of
fhom were suing for her hand.”
1 “There are plenty of such women,
lowever, who would be glad to bestow
iieir wealth into your keeping,” said
llie, blushing very prettily, while her
imt maintained a perfect indifference
i the turn the conversation had taken.
I “Just trot out a few of them, Miss
llie; those who are able to support
temselves, and willing to take charge
! a worthless feliow like myself, ” said
1 Tllis laughingly.
“I can do so, never fear. When
i ia.ll I send one around ?”
“Any time it may suit your pleasure
a • convenience.”
“What does this mean?” Willis
n used, as he broke the seal, 1 ‘arid who
cin be the writer? I have no friends
ii New England that I am aware of—
b it perhaps the mystery will be solved
b f the contents,” and he carefully took
fi om the envelope a delicately per
il lined sheet of gilt edged paper, and
tl ils is what he read:
1 r. Willis Herdyson:
Kind Sir—A lady friend, Miss Olie
1 unray, who is in your city at present,
and with whom you are slightly ac
quainted, in harmony with a promise
sqe made you, has importuned me to
write you and present my case.
It is not exactly in harmony with
custom for women to go sparking and
proposing to Contract matrimonial alli
ances verbally, but I believe there is
nothing in modem etiquette positively
forbidding a lady from making her de
sires known by aid of the mighty pen,
and I hope you will give the subject
calm. serious tiionn-l>t r,w. .... -
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ious to marry a woman amply supplied
with the one thing needful to render
happy wedded life, according to your
own expressed views, and in addition
thereto has a large, generous heart,
fully capable of loving a husband to
idolatry.
I am not an “old maid” of the back
number style of the ancient edition,
cross grained and ill tempered, whose
only love is for her Sir Thomas cat, but
am in the prime of life, not having yet
passed my twenty-sixth birthday. lam
pining for the true devotion of a good
husband, and believe I am qualified to
render a worthy man, such as you are
represented to be, supremely happy in
wedded bliss. lam a blonde, have
deep blue eyes, and, so some say, hand
some.
If you will take the trouble to ex
amine the documents I send herewith
you can ascertain as to my financial
affairs, all of which will be turned over
without reserve to my husband, and as
to my character, I refer you to any one
here, or to my friend Olie, with whom
you are acquainted.
She described you fully to me, and
I am very much in love with you al
ready. Will exchange photos, if you
so desire, or if you think proper will
visit your place while my friend is there
and meet you, when we can decide as
to future relationship.
Hoping that you will not despise
me for, thus approaching you on this
delicate subject, and that I may soon
receive a reply, I remain, with great
respect. Miss Jemima Zachray.
“My gracious!" Willis exclaimed, “I
presume that I am in a trap now —
taken at my word —and will either have
to marry for riches and work for love
or back down and still pursue the even
tenor of my uneventful life, and I hard
ly know w hich is the best course—but
in my heart of hearts I have vowed
never to wed except for pure and un
adulterated love. It is well enough to
talk of money, yet I could not bear the
idea of being chained in matrimonial
fetters to a woman I did not love, if
she had all the gold of Opliir. ”
His former resolution had reasserted
itself, and he wrote a letter to his un
seen admirer in the following strain:
Miss Jemima Zachray:
My Dear Mademoiselle Your
letter was duly received, and after ma
ture deliberation I indite the following
facts and conclusions:
My surprise knew no bounds when
I read the presentment of your case,
which honesty compels me to confess I
greatly admire. lain not one of those
fogy inossbackß who object to women
“popping the question." In fact they
have as much, and often more, at stake
than men in the matrimonial venture,
and I think they have an equal right
with men to go courting by word of
mouth or otherwise, and for this one
trait of character which you possess I
sincerely hope you will soon have a
true, good husband, whose love for
your own precious personality out
weighs all the golden ducats to your
iredit in the banks of your city.
My conversation with your friend
here has evidently been misconstrued.
{ acknowledge making the request and
asertions to which you allude, and can
only plead, in extenuation of my crime,
that they were only frivolous and un
meaning in every respect.
No one believes in real, genuine,
soul mastering love more firmly than I,
and without the purest and most pro
found love I will never contract a con
jugal alliance. Money is very highly
necessary, but real heart sympathy is
more needful to a peaceful voyage over
the blissful river to the tranquil harbor
of wedded life.
There is, however, one insurmount
able obstacle over which fate cannot
go, and a gulf is fixed that cannot be
crossed, which is most necessary to a
successful consummation of the joyous
union for which your letter was intended
as an initiatory step. lam not a beggar,
yet have nothing but my hands- and a
reasonable allowance of health and nat
ural ability to ply the avocations I as
pire to master, and as you are rich it
would be unfair to contract an alliance
of such momentous importance to your
self, for there are men your equal in
the commercial world who are ready
and anxious to take you to their em
brace, although I have serious doubts
if any man outside his monetary value
can in the most meager sense compare
to your genuine worth.
Had fate thrown our lives in closer
proximity, so that you had learned my
faults and frailties to the fullest degree,
and if after such personal knowledge, a
love, pure and captivating, had sprung
up between us, the circumstances would
be different, and my answer in all prob
ability could be such as you wish, j
have no fears concerning you and your
standing, but your friend possibly lias
had no means of obtaining all the facts
concerning myself, and has, perhaps,
unwittingly paid toogreat a compliment
to me.
At present I could not think of en
tering upon the grave duties of married
life, and until I meet with one I love
sincerely, occupying a common plane,
I must be content with single life.
It would afford me pleasure to
know you personally, and could I ren
der your life more happy by any sacri
fice, I would do so joyfully, but cannot
presume to ask you here with such a
sentimental mission in view. I am
sorry I made such a request of your
frjend, but I did so in jest, and thought
her promise a jest also.
I return your letter and documents
in kindness, and hope some true speci
men of God’s noblest creation may be
lured to your side, gather your pure
affections closely to his manly breast,
twtk icuud about your me ms truest
love, and that joys untold, bliss un
bounded and pleasures of endless dura
tion may crown your future days. I
remain, very respectfully,
Willis Herdyson.
“Well, Mr. Herdyson,” said Olie,
when they had returned from a stroll
one Sunday evening, “how are you
and Miss Zachray getting along with
your courtship? You remember that
you iisked me to ‘trot out a woman of
wealth,’ and I have done so.”
“Quite well, I presume. lam well
pleased with present prospects.”
“Present prospects!” exclaimed the
aunt. “What a deceiver you are, I de
clare! You flatly refused the offer,
pleading poverty and other flimsy ex
cuses, and even tried to feed me on
vain flattery. Does that indicate pres
ent prospects ?” and she threw the let
ter into Olie’s lap as she ceased speaking.
“What! You the lady in question?”
ejaculated Willis in amazement. ‘‘Well,
I will own up, then; but I only wish
that I had not made such a full and
frank confession; but having made it I
do not care to retract a single utter
ance. ”
“I wish you all the pleasure which
fate can have in store for you. I was
confident you believed exactly as you
do, and I set out to make you confess
it. Be careful hereafter what reck
less assertions you make in public.
Having a number of business interests
in the west which need constant atten
tion, I want to place their manage
ment in worthy hands, and I am as
sured that none more competent than
you can be found, and if you will call
to-morrow afternoon we will arrange
the affairs in proper shape,” said the
aunt, with a smile of perfect satisfaction.
“Madame,” said Willis, “it will af
ford me pleasure to accommodate you,
but you know my financial”
“That will do. I know all about it,
sir, and if I am willing who else need
care /” •
A correspondence ensued between
; Olie and Willis, which ripened into
love in the truest sense. Miss Zach
ray’s interests prospered in his hands,
and after a year both again visited the
I western village.
Day after day the two lovers were
basking in the sunshine of affection’s
tenderest smiles, and one evening as
the gentle twilight was stealing down
the valley, the shadows were creeping
i toward the east and the evening zephyrs
kissed the fragrant flowers wliich girdled
the beautiful lawn through which they
strolled, the lovers gazed on the streaks
of gold wliich shot across the clear blue
sky, and their hands were clasped in
warm embrace, while a man's im
passioned voice broke forth in tender
accents, saying:
“Olie, will you be mine?"
“Yes,” came back in sweeter notes
tlnya an angel’s voice, had it been com
mironed from the sunlit shores of a
nightless clime.—J. W. Hyder in Bos
ton Globe.
CAUSED A BIG FLUTTER.
A Sensational Episode in the Straggle for
Senator Ingalls' Seat.
A sensation occurred recently in con
tnection with the
struggle in Kan
sas for the sena
torship now held
by Mr. Ingalls. It
waa caused by the
publication of a
letter purporting
to hare been
written by Mr. E.
J. Turner, mem
ber of congress
K. J. TURNER. f th
district. The let
ter is to Mr. McGrath, president of the
State Alliance, and reads in part as fol
lows:
I have no money to spend in a fight. If I suc
ceed I could and would put up $5,000. but it Is
difficult to use it that way—that is, promise in
case of success. Yet you may have some friends
who would be willing to take such chance We
will pass that bill to establish that United States
judicial district, and I can have a United States
marshal and clerk. The first changes with ad
ministrations, and the clerk is for life. But 1
guess you know I take care of my friends. We
have agreed not to agitate this bill until the elec
tion there is over, for Ingalls would be jumped on
to for all the places and injure him, or some of
the eastern fellows might try to commit him
against it.
The publication of this naturally cre
ated a flutter among politicians. It
is repudiated by Mr. Turner, who says
it was forged by a disappointed office
seeker. Mr. Turner is a native of Penn
sylvania, is 44 years old, and served
through the war as a member of an
lowa regiment. He is a lawyer by pro
fession, and before entering congress
was secretary of the Kansas board of
railway commissioners.
THE FOREST’S MONARCH NO MORE.
A Giant Redwood Tree Heroines a
World’s Fair Exhibit.
What is said to have been the “biggest
tree in California” was sacrificed recent
ly to the desire to make a novel exhibit
at the World’s fair in Chicago. This
monarch of the redwood species towered
312 feet toward the sky, and the distance
from the ground to the first limb was
172 feet. It flourished in the forests of
Tulare county, thirty miles from the
HOW THE SECTION W'ILL LOOK,
nearest railway, and over 6,000 feet
above the level of the sea. The storms
and sunshine of 3,000 years have been
necessary to perfect its magnificent
growth, but it took ten woodsmen less
than a month to bring the giant crash
ing to the ground.
From the trunk they sawed a section
suitable for their purpose and hauled it
to the cars over a road which was
cleared by much blasting of rocks and
the cutting down of 400 ordinary sized
trees. When placed on view the section
will be simply a shell, the interior being
hollowed out so as to accommodate 100
visitors at a time. The exhibit will be
lighted by electricity.
Transmitting Packages by Electricity.
Little is known in the United States of
what is termed telpherage, or the con
veyance of packages by electricity along
lines of overhead wires. In South Amer
ica a line has been constructed 186 miles
long, which will place Buenos Ayres
and Monte Video in communication.
Across the La Plata there is a swing for
the wires of nineteen miles, and the in
itial start for the journey is afforded by
two towers 270 feet in height. It is in
tended to dispatch letter boxes between
the two cities at intervals of two hours.
This expedient of maintaining communi
cation ha3 great possibilities for vast dis
tricts in Africa, within which railways
are yet very problematical for the cap
italist.
Three Governors of One State.
It is not often that a state capital af
fords such a scene as was witnessed at
Lincoln, Neb., recently. There on a
certain day James E. Boyd, who had
received a small popular majority for
governor, took the oath of office. His
opponent at the polls, John H. Powers,
the Fanners’ Alliance candidate, was
also sworn in. Mr. Powers contending
that Mr. Boyd was not a citizen of the
United States, and therefore ineligible.
Mr. Boyd, after taking the oath, called
upon Governor Thayer, the retiring in
cumbent, and was told that his (Boyd’s):
claims would not be recognized for the
reason advanced by Mr. Powers, and
that he (Thayer) proposed, temporarily,
to hold on to the place.
* POWERS —THAYER —BOYD.
Nebraska's three claimants are all men
of ability and influence. Mr. Thayer’s
record as a soldier and statesman is well
known. Mr. Boyd has long been identi
fied with business interests at Omaha,
while Mr. Powers came into prominence
as president of the State Farmers' Alli
ance.