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LAST OF THE FASCAGOULAS.
An Indian Legend From the Shore* of
the Gulf of Mexico.
An Indian legend of the Pascagoulas
Is told by the fishermen and oyster
men down on the shores of the gulf
of Mexico.
A point reaches out Into the gulf
near the mouth of the Pascagoula riv
er. The pine trees on it come almost
to the water's edge, and between lies
a strip of white sand; across a marsh,
a border of light green swaying and
rustling grasses and beyond u gray
cypress swamp the hanging moss of
the trees swaying In the wind. To the
south the blue waters of the gulf
stretch away, with little waves lap
sing on the chalk white clam shells
of the shore.
There In the evening during the
short twilight one hears soft music, as
1f If were the notes of a violin, insist
ent. changing, sweet It is tlie song of
the Pascagoula*.
I.ong years before the PnscagouWi
Indians had lived upon this point. The
white men. the Spaniards, came In
number*, and with them the hostile
warriors of other tribe*, to make war
and to drive the Pascagoula* out of the
country. Coming from the Inland, the
enemy took away all chance of fight
and hedged them in on the point The
Pascagoula* fought for days and
nights in tlie dark pine woods against
outnu mitering foes. Then they saw
that all was useless, that they could
not overcome, and starvation stared
them in the face.
The Pascagoula* called a council of
the trllte and talked long together. To
give themselves up meant lives of
slavery or death, and to tight to the
last man was to leave the women and
children to the mercy of the white
men and their allies.
The next morning the Pascagoulas
put on all their paint aud trappings
and burned their wigwams. The men,
women and children slowly, deliber
ately, unflinchingly backed step by
step Into the water behind them, sing
ing. Not one faltered. They died with
their faces toward their enemies,
brave and free, and now in the even
ing when the wind blows over the
marshes the pines aud grasses sing
the song of the Pascagoulas.—New
York Past
THE LAND OF WORSHIP.
The Eet Believes Too Utterly to Cere
if Others Disbelieve.
Prayer pervades the east. Far off
across the sands when oue is travel
ing iu Hie desert one sees thin min
arets rising toward the sky. A desert
city is there, it signals its presence
by this mute appeal to Allah. And
where there are no minarets in the
great wastes of the dunes, in the eter
nal sileuce, the lifelessness that is not
broken even by any lonely, wandering
bird, the eatnels are stopped at the ap
pointed hours, the poor and often rag
ged robes are laid dowm and the brown
pilgrims prostrate themselves iu pray
er. And the rich man spreads his car
pet and prays, and the half naked
nomad spreads nothing, hut he prays
too.
The east Is full of lust and full of
money getting and full of bartering
and full of violence, but it is full of
worship—of worship that disdains con
cealment, that recks not of ridicule or
comment, that itelieves too utterly to
care if others disbelieve. There are
in the east many men who do not pray.
They do not laugh at the man who
does, like the unpraying Christian.
There is nothing ludicrous in prayer. In
Egypt your Nubian sailor prays in the
stern of your dababiyeh. and your
Egyptian boatman prays by the rudder
of your boat, and your black donkey
boy prays behind a red rock in tlie
Band, and your camel man prays when
you are resting in the noontide watch
ing the faroff. quivering mirage, lost
in some wayward dream.
And must you not pray, too. when
you enter certain temples where once
strange gods were worshiped in whom
no man now believes?—Robert Hk-bens
iu Century.
Scared fc> Frcgs.
It is said to be owed to the frogs of
western Australia that that part of the
empire is English and not French.
About 1800 a party of prospective
French colonists landed on the west
coast of Australia, but on the first
morning they were alarmed by the
loud croaking of the frogs, which they
took for demons, and retired with all
speed to their ships. Western Austra
lia might bpve preferred the frog to
the swan as her emblem, just as Rome
might have preferred, instead of the
eagle, the goose that saved the capital.
In His Line.
“I’m surprised that you should be
so interested in watching those silly
dudes.”
“Force of habit, 1 guess. I’m presi
dent of a real estate improvement
company.’’
“Well?”
“Well, they're a vacant lot.*—Phila
delphia Tress.
Circumstances are Deyond the con
trol of man, but his conduct is in his
own power.—Beaumont
‘HUMBLED THE PRINCESS.*
Fall cf a Dusky Beauty Frcm the
South Sea Islands.
One night .John Sharp William*,
while a student at Heidelberg, tier
many, was in attendance upon a swell
function at which the guest of honor
was a dark skinned princess alleged
to hall from One of the south sea is
lands. Till* princess was magnificent
ly bedecked and be jeweled, and her
warm olive complexion, set ofT by a
mass of black, kinky hair, full red
lips, snow white teeth and black,
sparkling eyes, made her the center
of the function. The masculine-like
Germans swarmed about her like bees
around a honeysuckle vine, and even
Dutch femininity could not discount
the charm of her manner or the beauty
of her persop.
John Sharp was introduced, of
course, and Immediately upon obtain
ing a near view of the princess (?> bis
southern Instincts rose to tlie surface
and his southern blood began to boil.
Watching his opportunity, be managed
to get to the beauty's elbow. Then, re
ducing his voice to a low, but perfect
ly audible key, he sent into her star
tled ears this alarming query;
“Look here, nigger, where did you
come from?”
Panic stricken and with all her self
possession scattered, the alleged prin
cess turned upon her Interrogator as
she heard the familiar Intonation of
the southerner and looked into his tin
relenting face. Then she stammered:
“Kum South Onroliny. boss, hut for
de laiwd's sake don’t tell it.”
Whether John Sharp respected tiie
pitiful plea of a southern negress in a
faraway land and permitted her to
continue her bold Imposition upon the
credulous Germans the story does not
tell. But the fact remains that the
“princess” realized that she was in the
presence of one who. from intimate
knowledge of her race, had divined
her African origin, and she could only
throw herself on his mercy.-Biloxi
Herald.
THE BASTILLE.
Men and Methods In the Famous Old
French Prison.
The Bastille as a prisou was appar
ently better kept and cleaner than
either Ricetre or the Chatelet, and im
prisonment within its walls did not, it
would seem, dishonor the prisoner or
his family. A great many prisoners
were charged as mad. and under this
elastic term the violent maniac, the
ambitious madman, the young spend
thrift. the megalomaniac, the ronchcr
for the philosopher's stone or the se
cret of perpetual motion all these
tiresome persons might be and were
included.
How, then, did these prisoners live?
In the underground cells or dungeons,
as in the cells in the towers, the prison
ers were on bread and w ater, as a rule.
In the other rooms in the main build
ing three meals were served a day, with
drinkable wine—“vin potable.” In cer
tain cases, according to the quality
and distinction of the prisoner, he
might supplement the meager furni
ture of his prison and get a provision
of books. Very favored persons were
allowed their own servaut if be would
consent voluntarily to undergo con
finement. Voltaire began to write the
‘•llenriade” as prisoner in the Bastille;
Ablie Morellet of the Encyclopedia
speaks of the great fortress as the
cradle of his fame, but we must re
member that it was perhaps not ad
visable to say much about the Bastille
when you were still living within its
wails and that, as M. Mouin has re
minded us, ‘‘the old Spartans offered
sacrifices to fear.” Prisoners, more
over, had to sign on their release an
elaborate declaration by which they
swore never to divulge, directly or in
directly, anything they might have
learned as prisoners concerning the
Bastille.—Mrs. Frederic Harrison in
Nineteenth Century.
A Fyat Fcr Blondin.
“Speaking of the straight and nar
row path,” said a congressman, “re
minds me of a story about a man 1
knew in Chicago who stayed very late
at a dinner at the club. When he
came out he started to w’alk in the
middle of the street.
“ ‘Hey, John.’ said a friend who met
him as he was making the best of his
way along the car tracks, ’why don't
you walk on the sidewalks?’
“‘Walk on the sidewalks?’ snorted
John. ‘l>o you think I'm Blondin?*”
Saturdsy Evening Post.
An Idea of Business.
“Does your titled son-in-lav know
anything about business?”
“Well.” answered Mr. Cumrcvx
doubtfully, “he has had a lot of ex
perience with promissory notes, and
he knows Low to get a check raised.”—
Washington Star.
The Lightweight Champion.
Simpkins—You say that little man
was formerly the lightweight cham
pion? Timkins—Yes. Simkins—How
did he lose the title? Timkins—Oh. he
didn’t lose it. He merely sold his gro
cery and retired.—Chicago News.
To feign a virtue is to have its oppo
site vice.—Hawthorne.
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