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' A BULLET IN HIS HEART.
Charles Nelson Haa Thus Lived Since July
1, and Be May Recover.
Charles Nelson's heart will carry weight
to the end of its race with time. An ounce
of lead is the handicap, and the most dar
ing of surgeons would shake his head If
the South Side cyclist were to ask to be
relieved of his burden And allowed to run
ent his race like other meh.
If three skiagraphs of the injured man’s
chest can be trusted, the bullet which
pierced his breast on the night of July 1
jn Washington park lodged in the septum
o f his heart—the fourfold partition of
muscular fiber that divides the interior of
that organ into auricles and ventricles,
right and left. There it throbs up and
down 100,000 times a day, bidding defi
ance with everypulsation to the law made
of doctors that the touch of hostile metal
to a man’s heart brings death. For Nel
son has gone back to his boarding house,
and except for the pain attendant upon
the healing of the wound in the outer wall
of his thorax, he has nothing to remind
him of his excursion up to the gates of
death.
The three negatives all show the same
dense, black spot, which, according to Dr.
Otto Schmidt, who made them, marks the
location of the bullet which crashed full
into the sternum and lost, itself in the
masses of muscle that lie just beneath.
The spot is not sharply defined and clear
in outline as are the shadow records usual
ly made by bits of metal when subjected
to the X rays. The irregularity, experts
say, is certain evidence that the leaden
pellet is imbedded in muscular tissue,
whose movements blurred the image. In
two of the skiagraphs, the front view and
the back view, the shadow of the bullet
falls in the same place—almost exactly in
the center of the thorax and almost mid
way between the ends of the fourth pair
of ribs.
In the profile view of Nelson’s thorax
the location of the black spot shows
that the bullet penetrated 2H inches
of cartilage and muscle before it was
stopped. Where it entered the thorax,
the pericardium, Which incloses the heart,
touches the sternum, itself less than an
Inch in’ thickness. The only conclusion
that can be drawn, tho surgeons say, is
that the other inch and a half of its path
was plowed through the fibers of tho heart.
The extreme thickness of the ventricular
walls of the heart is one half inch, while
the walls of tho auricles are even thinner,
so thafrunless it lodged in the fibers of the
heart it would be impossible, the surgeons
say, for the lead to plunge forward an
inch and a half without puncturing one
of the cavities of tho heart. That it did
puncture the wall of the heart at any
point in its flight Dr. Hall of the Chicago
hospital thinks unlikely because of the
relatively small hemorrhage Nelson suf
fered-after the shooting and because of the
position of tho bullet In the skiagraphs—a
little above a lateral line drawn through
the heart.
The theory that the bullet lodged in the
pericardium is equally untenable. Dr.
Hall thinks—and the fact that the bullet
did not puncture either of the lungs, which
approach within an inch of tho hole in the
sternum, proves—that it did not encounter
either of the side walls. About the only
place that it could have pushed even an
inch into the organ without rupturing the
wall beyond repair' is at the junction of the
septa which separate tho four chambers,
and this Dr. R. H. Babcock, tho heart spe
cialist, Is inclined to regard as the proba
ble point where the bullet lodged, In the
normal heart tho point where the septa
join usually flutters up and down midway
between the ends of the fourth pair of ribs,
just where the bullet plunged into Nel
son’s chest.
Dr. D. J. Hamilton, the Scotch surgeon
and pathologist, cites more than 50 cases
where rupture of the heart walls did not
result in immediate death. The most re
markable of all and the one that approaches
nearest to Nelson’s case is that of the prize
fighter Poole, who was shot in the heart
in New Jersey while battling with Baker
in 1855. He recovered, to all appearances,
in four days and wanted to finish the in
terrupted contest, but 12 days later he col
lapsed suddenly and died without recover
ing consciousness.—Chicago Record.
The Union Jack.
Hoisted at the mizzentop of a ship at
thdsame time as the flag of the lord high
admiral at the fore, it signifies that the
sovereign is aboard, while an admiral of
the fleet hoists it at the main. It is then
properly called the great union, as also
when displayed ashore. When.flown from
a staff (hence called the jackstaff), it be
comes the union jack, a name under
which the great union often passes. Again
it forms the jack of the seamen, which is
a flag bearing the colors of the union sur
rounded by a border of white, one-fifth
the breadth of tho flag, and which, hoisted
at the fore, becomes a signal for a pilot,
and hence is often called the pilot jack.
Tho origin of the word “jack” is un
known. Tho meaning, as understood to
day, is “something shown,” and in thia
sense tho application of tho word is now
limited to the union flag. Some have
supposed it to be derived from the jack or
jacque, the tunio worn in early time by
men at arms, those of Englishmen being
decorated with the cross of St. George,
which jackets, when not in use, were hung
in rows, side by side, thus displaying the
blood rod cross which was at once their
banner and their shield. Others regard
tho name as coming from that of the sov
ereign James (Jacobus or Jacques), who
was the first to hoist it as a national era,
blem. Whatever its derivation, its mean
ing remains.—Good Words.
The Marechai Kiel Rose.
The Empress Eugenie gave the name
Marechai Niel to the lovely rose which
is so called. When General Niel returned
from the Franco-Prussian war, where he
had signally distinguished himself, a poor
man presented him with a basketof lovely
yellow roses. To perpetuate their beauty
the general had a cutting struck from one
of the blooms, and when a rose tree had
grown from this he presented it to the
Empress Eugenie. She was delighted
with the dainty gift, but was much sur- ■
prised to learn that the rose was known
by no distinctive name. “Ah,” she said, <
“I will give it a name. It shall be the -
Marechnl Niel. ” Thus tbs empress achlev- ■
ed two ends—named the flower and ac- ,
quainted the general with the fact that he (
had been raised to the coveted office of
marshal of France.—Philadelphia Ledger.
The Smiling Book Salesman.
A customer dropped into a bookseller’s
the other day and asked for a copy of “The
Lady of the Aroostook.” The clerk seemed 1
to be in some doubt about the title, but 1
after a moment’s consultation with an
other salesman he came forward and said
blandly, “So sorry we haven’t got ‘The
Lady or the Rooster,’ but we can give you
‘The Lady or the Tiger.’"—Bookman
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AN EVERYDAY HEROINE.
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The Country Maiden, the Wicked Stage
Company and the Tailor Made Girt.
Four reckless persons had clambered
into the stage, an old man, a middle
aged woman, a young man and a tailor
made girl At Fiftieth street a dress
maker’s little girl struggled in with a
huge box. Town life was evidently new
to her Her rosy cheeks -announced
country air to the least observing. She
held her money in her hand.
Looking dubiously about, she finally
spied the money box and dropped in the
coin. After this she waited expectantly.
Nothing occurred, however, and she
began flushing and paling with nervous
indecision. At last she resolutely stood
up, attracted the driver's attention and
called to him:
"How do 1 get my change? I put a
quarter in the box,' ’ she asked.
“Yese oughter a-handed it up,” said
the man. “Yese can’t git it now."
“But it’s all 1 have,” protested the
girl.
"Git it off the new passengers, ” yell
ed the driver and turned away.
It was all the money she had, but
how could she "get it off the new pas
sengers?” Everyone in the stage had
become interested, but no one volun
teered any advice. Two tears rolled
down the rosy cheeks.
The stage stopped, and an old lady
scrambled in. As she took out her mon
ey, a 5 cent piece, the tailor made girl
leaned over to her
“Willyou give me that for this little
girl?” she asked. "She dropped in a
quarter by mistake, and the driver said
the new passengers might make it Up to
her. ”
The old lady beamingly handed over
the nickel .She felt that the stage com
pany was being rigidly but justly dealt
with at last
Then a man got in. This was harder
for the tailor ipade girl, but she made
the request again and handed a second
fare to the grateful young person from
the country The whole stageful was
now interested watching for a new pas
senger as a spider watches for a fly. A
woman waved desperately from down a
side street for the stage to wait for her,
but the driver passed on unheeding and
exclamations of disgust arose. Another
corner, and another smartly dressed girl
got in. The new arrival did not seem at
first to understand the request, and,
flushing, the tailor made girl repeated
it and secured one more of the precious
5 cent pieces.
The little girl had reached her desti
nation.
“lam so much obliged, ” she murmur
ed to the heroic maiden who had been
taking up fares in her behalf. “I ought
to get out here, so I guess I’ll let tho
other go. ”
“No, no, you must not, ” said the fair
conductor, opening her purse. “Take
this and I can get it from the next one
who gets in. ”
“You are awfully good,” murmured
the unsuspicious little one with new
tears in her eyes, and one of the men
took the big box and handed it down to
her when she had stepped out.
The stage rattled on and the tailor
made girl looked unconcernedly out of
the window. The next passenger was
allowed to drop his fare unmolested
into the box, unconscious of the little
comedy that had brought the others to
gether in r common interest for a mo
ment, and the stage company was still
ahead of the game.—New York Sun.
AN EVENING WITH DICKENS.
How the Great Author and His People
Can Be Studied by Literary Clubs.
“For an evening with Dickens, " ad
vises Fannie Mack Lothrop, writing of
“Evenings For Literary Clubs” in The
Ladies’ .Home Journal, “one of the
items of the programme might be a
sketch of his life condensed into about
200 words. The Dickens drawings by
Charles Dana Gibson might be cut from
The Journal and hung up before the au
dience and the story of each character
and incident illustrated told. The trial
from ‘Pickwick’ could be arranged for
individual reading or for a number to
take part in it. A bright paper may be
written on ‘The People of Dickens’
World.’ In Dickens’works there are
1,550 separate characters, enough to peo
ple a whole village.
“Some of Dickens’ poems have been
set to music—notably ‘The Ivy Green’
—and would make a pleasant feature.
Anecdotes of Dickens might be given by
ten or a dozen members, each giving
one. These might be interspersed
through the programme. A member
with any cleverness in photography
might make a series of Dickens’ lantern
slides from pictures in standard editions
of the novelist’s works and give a magic
lantern entertainment The death of
Paul Dombey would make a pathetic
reading from‘Dombey and Son.’ Mrs.
Jarley’s waxworks, as described in ‘The
Old Curiosity Shop,’ could be given
with some of the members grouped aS
characters in the famous show and des
ignated, as Little Nell did, with a
pointer. ”
The “Gallery Godz.”
The frequenters of the lofty gallery
of any theater have a good deal to do
with the making or marring of any new
play. Yet that is not how they acquire
their title of "gods. ” As a matter of
fact, the origin of the expression is this:
Years ago Drury Lane theater had its
ceiling painted to resemble a blue sky
With clouds, among which white Cupids
were flying in every direction. This
ceiling extended over the gallery, whose
occupants thus appeared to be very near
heaven. Hence the expression arose of
“gallery gods.”—London Answers.
All Quiet There.
"I’m glad to know. " remarked Miss
Cayenne, "that Mr. and Mrs. Jinkies
are living far more happily than they
were formerly >* ■ ■ ■
"Indeed?” >
“Yes 1 am informed that' they have
not spoken to each other for weeks."—
London Tit-Bits
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Made It Plata.
The wise speaker knows that no UIUS
i trations arc so effective as those which
have to do with familiar, everyday objects.
In this rospoct the Great Teacher ret an
’ example for all who should come after
‘ him. How an itinerant preacher in tho
Tennessee mountains profited by this ex
ample la narrated in Tho American Mis
i sionary:
A group of young men wcro assembled
one Sunday in a grove to hear the preacher
when one of them said:
“Seo hero, John, why didn't you bring
up my rifle when you come to preaching?”
“Well, Sam, I ’lowed ’twan't right to
1 bring it up on Sabbath. I mought see a
varmint on the road and git a-shooting and
forgit it was Sabbath.”
I “Huh! There’s no use being so particu
lar as all that. I think it’s all right to do
little turns of a Sabbath. Even a little
shooting won’t hurt if you happen to see
game.”
The discussion was joined in on either
side by those around, and it was finally
decided to leave tho question to the preach
er. He was called and the case stated.
"Look yer, boys,” said he. “S’posin a
man comes along here with seven hand
some gray horses, a-rldln one and the oth
ers a-follerin. You all like a pretty beast,
and you look ’em all over. You can’t see
' that one is better than another. They are
all as pretty critters as ever were seen
- among these mountains, though there will
be differences in horses, boys. When you
come to know ’em, no two is alike. Well,
that man says, ‘Here, boys, I’ll jest give
you six of these beasts for your own, ’ and
he gits on the other and rides off. I s’pSse
now you’d mount your horses and ride
after him and make him give you the other
horse, or at least let you keep it till your
craps was all in. ’’
“No Wo ain’t so ornery mean as all
that, preacher.”
“Well, ffiar, can’t you let the Lord’s day
alone?”
A blank look at the preacher and at
each other. Then Sam spoke out: “ You’ve
treed us, preacher. John, I’m right glad
you didn’t bring that gun.”
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Mr. and Mrs. Dillon.
I made a hasty excursion to France to
see John Dillon and his family, who had
made a visit to Europe and came as near
the mother country as the English author
ities permitted him. “Dillon,” says my
diary, “looks vigorous and tranquil. He
preserves the sweet serenity that distin
guished him of old.” I cannot pause on
this visit except to note two lessons I got
. —one against prejudice, one teaching
magnanimity. On Sunday morning Grey
and I strolled to tho local church without
waiting for Dillon. After we came out we
compared notes, and agreed that French
women had an unrivaled art of dressing.
One petite dame, who knelt before us,
was, we agreed, the best dressed woman
we had seen for a decade, showing that
only tho French, etc. When she walked
out of the church, wo discovered that the
belle dame was our country woman, Mrs.
Dillon.
The example of magnanimity was fur
nished by Dillon himself. We told him
what was being done in Ireland—not only
above the surface, but, as wo understood,
beneath the surface. “We ought to con
sider, ” says Dillon, “that what we call
England is tho only country in Europe
where the personal liberty of men is se
cure. Here we are living under a perpetual
spy system. We don’t know that our serv
ants are not spies, and it is little better in
Germany and Italy. It goes against my
conscience to see anything done in the pur
suance of our just quarrel which is not
done in broad day.” When wo consider
that the exile was shut out of his own
country by the power he was judging so
generously, this was surely finely mag
nanimous.—Sir Charles Gavan Duffy in
Contemporary Review.
The Old Attic.
I do not believe that tho modern child
knows anything about an attic. The fin
de sioclc attic is a respectable place, where
boxes are solemnly piled and where moth
camphor sheds its fragrance abroad. Our
attic was a long, low room, with mysteri
ously dark corners, into whose depths we
did not penetrate. There was an old hair
trunk in one corner that held some of
grandmother’s muslin dresses. It was
opened only on rare occasions, and I was
allowed but a glimpse of the faded beauty
within. There was an old spinning wheel
where spiders hung fantastic wreaths, and
there was a guitar with broken, moldered
strings. But the corner where the books
were piled was tho spot I liked the best.
An old fashioned, tiny paned window let
an occasional sunbeam stray across The
Ladies’ Repositories and “Saints’ Rests.”
There was a fine old elm tree that tapped
against the window and sometimes a robin
sent a thrill of song into the dusty corners.
Just beneath the window seat I used to
sit, a small crouched form, bending over a
musty volume. But when I wished to
read under the most blissful conditions I
fortified myself with half a dozen russet
apples, whose juice would have given fla
vor to a treatise on Hebrew grammar.
Now I never seo a russet apple without
seeing also tho dim old attic and an utter
ly contented child, and I am sure the mar
ket women misunderstand my wistful
glance, for they draw closer to their bas
kets and look at mo in suspicious fashion.
—Erin Graham in Lippincott’s.
Drove Oxen After He Was Paralyzed.
I have heard of many cases of fortitude,
but that of “Duke” Joyner excels them
all. Charles J. Joyner, during his life
time, lived near the head of Crooked Fork
valley, in Morgan county. He was a man
of powerful physical development—bravo,
fearless and of wonderful endurance. He
fought on the Union side in the civil
strife, and then after the contention was
over he married and went to farming. In
some way when a boy the title of “duke”
was given to him, which ever afterward
ho was known by.
“Duke” Joyner was a hard worker and
a good farmer. Ono day while building
an underdrain, assisted by two small sons,
he had a stroke of paralysis and was un
able to move, but could talk. "Duke”
concluded that he would superintend the
operation of taking his half dead body
homo. He had the two boys put a log
chain around liis body. Then he had them
put down a couple of planks. Next they
hitched the chain to the ox chain and the
oxen drew his body up in the wagon.
While lying in the wagon tho “duke,” by
the use of his voice, drove the oxen to his
house. He survived and lived a number
of years after —Knoxville (Tenn.) Trib
une.
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The Remnant.
Mr. A.—l presume you carry a memento
of some sort in that locket of yours?
Mrs. B.—Precisely. It is a lock of my
husband’s hair.
"But your husband Is still alive!”
“Yes, str, but his hair is all gone.”—
Ijondon Fun. .
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LIGHTHOUSE IMPROVEMENT
Change* That Been Made In Llghto
and Lentet,
An article about lighthouses, entitled
"The Lights That Guide In the Night,"
is contributed by Lieutenant John if.
Ellicott to St. Nicholas. After telling
of the growth in the number of light
houses Lieutenant Ellicott says:
Meantime the means of lighting were
being steadily improved. The open fire
gave place to the oil lamp, then a
curved mirror, called a parabolic mir
ror, was placed behind the lamp to
bring the rays together; next, many
lamps with mirrors were grouped about
a central spindle, and some such lights
are still in operation. The greatest
stride came when an arrangement of
lenses, known as tho Fresnel lens, in
front of a lamp replaced the’ mirror be
hind it. This lens was rapidly improved
for lighthouse purposes, until now a
cylindrical glass house surrounds the
lamp flame. This house has lens shaped
walls, which bend all the rays to form
a horizontal zone of strong light which
pierces the darkness to a great distance.
The rapid increase in the number of
lighthouses has made it necessary to
have some means of telling one from
another, or, as it is termed, of giving
to each light its ‘ ‘characteristic. ” Col
oring the glass made the light dimmer,
but as red comes most nearly to white
light in brightness some lights have red
lenses. The latest and best plan, how
ever, is to set upright prisms at inter
vals in a circular framework around
the lens and to revolve this frame by
clockwork. Thus the light is made to
flash every time a prism passes between
it and an observer. By changing the
number and places of the prisms or the
speed of the clockwork the flashes for
any one light can be made to occur at
intervals of so many seconds for that
light. Putting in red pi-isms gives still
other changes. Thus each light has its
“characteristic,” and this is written
down in signs on the charts and fully
stated in the light lists carried by ves
sels. Thus, on a chart you may note
that the light you want to sight is
marked “F. W., v. W. Fl., 10 sec.,”
Which means that it is "fixed white
varied by white flashes every ten sec
onds. ” When a light is sighted, you see
if those are its characteristics, and if so
you have found the right one.
MOTHER GOOSE.
The Iconoclast Throws a Big Stone at
Boston’s Famous Personage.
Iconoclastic Boston has decided that
if there ever was a Mother Goose with
poetical talents—which isn’t likely—
she was not the Mother Goose buried in
that city and whose grave has for years
been haunted by sentimental, patriotic
and more or less literary visitors from
all parts of the country. It seems that
the respectable Mrs. Elizabeth Goose,
whom legend credits with the composi
tion of all those sprightly lyrics in
which, for no very good reason, chil
dren are supposed to take such delight,
had ’ no more right to a place among
America’s eminent women than Jack
the Giant Killer has to be included
among our famous generals. She lived
and she died, and that, except the
names of her parents and the fact that
she had some children, is absolutely all
which is known about her.
The story that she wrote, or at least
collected, the famous poems is a myth
invented by one of the presumably good
lady’s descendants. "Mere I’Oye” wife
from time out of mind a character in
French fairy tales. The name first ap
peared in English in 1729, when the
prose "Contes de ma mere I’oye” were
translated as “Tales of Passed Times
by Mother Goose. ” This book became
the property of John Newbery of Lon
don, the famous publisher of little
books for children, and about 1765 he
utilized the trade name by printing as
a companion book “Mother Goose’s
Melodies.” The latter was merely a
collection of old English nursery rhymes.
From England it came to America and
was reprinted by Isaiah Thomas of
Worcester, Mass., about 1787, then by
Munroe & Fraficis of Boston about 1825,
and now by every one. The fiction
about Mrs. Elizabeth Goose of Boston
was started by John Flint Eliot about
1860, utterly without proof or probabil
ity, and has since been repeated, gain
ing imaginary details at every stage.—
New York Times.
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The Queen of Greece.
It is said by a lady who recently vis
ited Greece and had the honor of meet
ing the royal. family that perfect har
mony exists between them, and the king
and queen arc devoted to their children.
The queen is still a very beautiful wom
an and the only lady admiral in the
world. She holds this rank in the Rus
sian army, an honorary appointment
conferred on herby the late czar because
her father held the rank of high ad
miral and for the reason that she is a
very capable yachtswoman. The king
has a very remarkable memory, an in
teresting personality, and is a brilliant
conversationalist. He goes about the
streets of Athens without any attend
ants and talks with any friend he
chances to meet. Prince George is very
attractive, and his feats of strength,
shown often in the cause of > chivalry,
are a continuous subject of conversation
among the people.
A Telling Look.
“lean tell a man I like the first tims
I look at him.”
“Yes,’’rejoinedthe other girl, “your
eyes are certainly very expressive.”
Os course, the poet was on the right
track, but it is woman’s
to woman'that really stimulates the
crape market.—Detroit Journal
The first ingredient in conversation
is truth, the next good sense, the third
good humor and the fourth wit.—Sir
William Temple.
There are several “giant bells” in
Moscow, the largest, “the King of
Bells, ” weighing 432,000 pounds.
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