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BAP INDIANS OF ONEIDA. “■ »•' —* Milirf* of Old Abe Antono and Bnml y In the E»rl» Days of Mew York. “Tb«y hanged old Antone and I’ll jive 'em a chance to hang me some d ,y!” yelled Alexander Antono aa Officer M loox of Oneida dragged him into the police sta tion the other day. “I murder you before long, do you heart” he shrieked again and again as the officer exasperatingly paid no attention to his ravings, but calmly drag ged the red man to a cell. As the heavy Iron door closed with a crash he broke out again like a maniac, shrieking blood curd ling threats and curses. Alexander Antone, says the Oneida Union, boasts that he is the grandson of Abram Antone, one of the fiercest savages ever known in this vicinity. Abram was born on' the banks of the Susquehanna in 1750. His father was a Stockbridge In dian and his mother was the daughter of an Oneida chief. When one reviews the life and bloodthirsty deeds of the offspring of this pair, one cannot wonder at the savage instincts which show in the blood of his progeny. In 1798 Abram had some trouble with an Indian who distributed government allowances to the Indians. He claimed he had been defrauded. He met the agent at Chenango point, at the raising of an Indian house, and at the feast, after the work had been done, delib erately shot the man through the heart and calmly walked away. Nothing was done toward bringing him to justice. His most atrocious deed was the murder of an infant child. He came home one day and found the baby crying. He was in an ugly mood and seizing the child from its mother's arms raked back the bed of coals and buried the infant in the flames of the fireplace. During his career he lived in Canada for some years. A white man insulted a squaw there and Abram resented it. He was struck across the face by the white man. His blood boiled, and from that he followed his enemy until he had an oppor tunity to plunge a knife into his heart in A hotel bedroom. In or about 1810 Abram’s daughter Mary received atten tions for a time from a young Indian in this county. He transferred his favors soon, however, to another dusky damsel and married her. Mary killed her rival, for which she was arrested, tried, convict ed and hanged. One John Jacobs, a half breed, had been a witness against heir, and Abram consid ered him the cause of her death. He swore to kill him, and Jacobs fled, and returned only when Abram sent him word that he would not molest him. He was hoeing corn iq a field with others one day when Abram approached, shaking hands with each. As he approached Jacobs he said, •‘How d’ye do, brother?” and drawing a knife from his left sleeve plunged it three times into the man’s body. Abram got away and then began a life of many nar row escapes from officers of the law. He had a wigwam in what is now the town of Sherburne, and there two whites found him one day peacefully making a broom. Ho waited as they advanced to capture him until they were close at hand, and then pointed his rifle suddenly and ordered them away. They went, and later Abram used to laugh as he told the story and em phatically boasted that his gun was empty. He grew bolder as time went on, and used openly to enter villages and towns with apparently no fear of being taken. At last one in whom he had confidence betrayed him. He was induced to enter a trial of skill at shooting, and when his rifle was empty officers seized and captured him. He was hanged in public at Morrisville on Friday, Sept. 12, 1823.—Utica Observer. Marie Antoinette In. the Conciergerle. ’ ‘ The Last Days of Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette” is the title of an article by Anna L. Bicknell in The Century. Miss Bicknell, in speaking of removal of the queen from the T n to the Conciergerle, sgy: The next dtuffißb gendarmes were placed in the cell anfljinained there permanent ly, never I leaving the unfortunate queen any privacy. By the care of Mme. Richard a screen was put up before her bed, and was her only protection against their in cessant watchfulness. They drank, smoked, played cards, quarreled and swore fn her presence. The smoke was particularly disagreeable to her and affect ed her eyes, besides causing headaches. As she had brought nothing with her from the Temple, she begged to be allowed the use of the linen and other requisites which she had left there. After sme delay a parcel was brought containing a few articles carefully folded and put together. As she looked at each, the queen’s eyes filled with tears, and turning to Mme. Richard she said mournfully, ‘‘ln the care with which all this has been chosen and prepared I recognize the hand of my poor sister Elisabeth.” After receiving this parcel of necessaries the queen wished to put them away, but had no means of do ing so in her cell She begged Mme, Rich ard to lend her a box of some kind, but the jailer’s wife dared nofc,procure one fbr her. At last Rosalie offered a bandbox of her own, which the queen accepted with thankfulness. Poor Rosalie also lent her a mirror of the humblest kind, which she had bought at a trifling cost for her own use—a small glass in a painted tin frame, which was received as a boon by the royal lady whose majestic beauty had been re flected in the hall of mirrors at Versailles. Royal Lovera. Julian Ralph, in a letter from Copen hagen, gives a pen picture of the latest royal bride and bridegroom: “Icame here on the same boat with the Princess Inge borg and her husband. Prince Charles of Sweden. We bumped against one another and were a little ill together and laughed at our companions without my ever dream ing that my companions were royalties. They sat on a deck settee for hours, went down stairs and dined at 2 shillings a head, with a rather rough lot of young men at their table, and were altogether as demo cratic as oould be. But for the most part the royal pair—she in plain dress and he in a lounging suit and a squash hat—sat up to each other for all the world like a pair of German sweethearts making the most of a chance to be together She looks 16, is slight, very blond, very emotional and inclined to be merry. He is a tall, masterful looking man, with clear cut face, gentle es and a manner toward her that is all tenderness and pride, They were coming home at the end of their honey moon. ’■ The Cure For AmericaMtia. Americanltls is on the increase, the wise ones say. Americanltls comes from an intense desire to "git that” and an awful fear that you cannot. The ounce of pre vention is to cut down your calling list, play tag with the children and let the old world slide. Remember that your real wants are not many—a few hours’ work a day will supply your needs—then you are safe from Americanltls and death a* the top.—Philistine. SHALL THE WALTZ Gd! - Professois Think Our Pronenow to Romp Has Killed It. The best known dancing masters of New York gave The Journal the follow ing statements of their views concern ing the waltz: Professor Augusto Francioli said: “It is true that the waltz as a society dance is a thing of the past. It will always hold its own so long as dancing is done on the stage. The reason for its disap pearance is the popularity of the min uet, than which there could not be a more stately or refined dance. My opin ion is that the quality of grace is to be developed to the exclusion of romping, which has nothing but the exhilaration of exercise to recommend it. Society people will now affect the minuet and the gavot; will learn to use the arms with grace in the dance and abandon that harum scarum, degenerate, vulgar, ungraceful thing, the nineteenth cen tury waltz and its hoidcuish compan ions, the quickstep and polka and the like. “I believe we are to enjoy a renais sance of the beautiful costuming of the middle ages, a necessary accompani ment of the reform in dancing. ” Professor Lawrence Daresaid: “The waltz has become a romp. lam sorry to say it, but I must put the blame where it beldffgs, at the door of the col lege boy. College boys presume upon the amount of their fathers’ money. They claim a freedom that no gentle man should want They back a lady about without fear or favor. I have found, in my 20 years’ experience as a dancing master that the college boy is the one I need to watch in my classes. “He does not realize that the rule of dancing is always to take care of the lady. He violates this by backing her about as though ho were moving fur niture. Go to any college danoe to con firm this. So long as the college boy’s rule on the dance floor continues the waltz will be in abeyance. The two step in slower time will be its succes sor. ” Oscar Duryea said; "The two step is the leader. The secret of its success is that it is easy of accomplishment. It requires no art to acquire it. It can be easily learned in one lesson, while it takes a season or two to thoroughly master the waltz. There is more inspi ration in the music of the quickstep, because it is quicker, and the American must hurry, even in his amusement A waltz is not such unless it is danced to slow, dreamy music. You cannot hasten the tempo of a waltz without spoiling it The reason for the present decadence of the waltz I take to be two fold. Its rival, the two step, is more easily learned and can be danced with greater rapidity, thus appealing to the American love of rush. ” Professor T. George Dodworth said: “The disfavor shown the waltz is due to the romping introduced into it of late years. The two step brought out much boisterousness that was carried into other dances, the waltz among others. The very young set is chiefly responsible for this. There have been those who have always waltzed and danced the step in a sedate manner. A great inter est is being shown in the old fashioned, stately dances, as the menuet de la cour, the gavot and the pavane. These were the dances in vogue in the time of the Louis and require mffch training in grace of arm and body. It is usually more difficult for men than women to accomplish this grace. Classes have been organized especially for the benefit to be derived from practicing‘these state ly court dances. The interest in these old dances has been more marked in New York. I have been surprised to learn how little interest has been taken in them in other cities. New York is lead ing in taste for these dances. ” Tennyson’s Religion. It was fortunate, says Mr. Mabie in The Atlantic, that Tennyson’s biography was not prepared by a biographer who was anxious to minimize the religious element in his life. On the contrary, it is thrown into the boldest relief, and the reader is let into those profound convictions which gave the laureate’s poetry such depth and spiritual splen dor. The whole subject is dealt with, in connection with “In Memoriam, ” with the most satisfying fullness. “In this vale of time the hills of time often shutout the mountains of eternity,’’ Tennyson once said. The nobility of his verse had its springs in those moun tains, and they inclosed and glorified the landscape of life as he looked over it He refused to formulate his faith, but he has given it an expression which is at once definite and poetic, illumin ating and enduring. “I hardly dare name his name,” he writes, “but take away belief in the self conscious person ality of God, and you take away the backbone of the world. ” And again, “On God and godlike men we build our trust ” A week before his death, his son tells us, he talked long of the personality and love of God—“that 6od whose eyes consider the poor,” “ Whocatereth even for the sparrow.” “For myself,” he said on another occasion, “the world is the shadow of God.” In his case, as in Wordsworth’s and Browning’s, poetry issued out of the deepest springs of be ing, and he made it great by commit ting to it the expression of the highest truth. To a young man going to a university he said, “The love of God is the true basis of duty, truth, reverence, loyalty, love, virtue and work,” and he added characteristically, “ but don’t be a prig. ” Through his verse, as through his life, there ran this deep current of faith, but the expression of it was free from the taint and distortion of dogmatic or ec clesiastical phrase. A Rada Shock; Uncle George—You’d better take up with Miss Gordon, Harry. They say she is worth a million— Harry—You don’t mean it. Unde George! Unde George—Of common women. Harry—H’m I—Boston Transcript. OF COURSE IT’S TRUE. ThU Story of tha Uan Horse and tba Yonnj Doctor. “One reads so many stori< sabout ani mal intelligence that it wou d be hasard ous for a doubter to express his disbe lief in almost any gathering of men at the present day,” remarked Dr. W. W. Watkins. “A little instance came Within my own observation a number es years ago when I was studying med icine and which convinced me that the members of the horse family at leasf ought to be credited with the possession of a very considerable quantity of rea soning power. It was the custom for the students at the medieal institution at which I pursued my studies <o wear a small badge upon their coats to dis tinguish them from others at the col lege. A horse belonging to the estab lishment was used a great deal about the medical department, and the ani mal seemed to have a special preference for the embryo doctors more than for any other people about the establish ment. ~ . 'J ~ “One day, while a number of us were gathered in a little knot upon a small campus in the rear of the college, the animal in question, which used to nip the grass in the location, came toward the group limping very badly. He came to a stop a doaen or more feet from the crowd and, carefully surveying the lot of us, finally made up hie mind as to what he wanted to do and without any hesitation limped directly to my side, whinnied, stuck his nose against my body and held up his left foreleg. Look-' Ing down, I discovered a large nail im bedded in the frog of his hoof. This had evidently caused the lameness. I then realized the interesting fact that the animal desired attendance. I ex tracted the nail with some difficulty, and the horse whimpered with relief and walked away. Rather curious as to why the beast hhd picked me out to at tend to his wound, I glanced at the boys and found the solution to the prob lem. Not one of the group had his med ical badge upon his coat but myself. The horse had recognized the insignia, realized its significance and acted ac cordingly.”—New Orleans Times-Dem ocrat. AFRAID OF THE HOODOO. Why the Street Car Conductor Would Mot Cut the Pageant In 'Twain. A hearse crossed the track and the motoneer put on the brakes so suddenly that the car nearly stood on its nose. Then be sat down on the front seat to await the passing of the long string of carriages following the black draped vehicle. A fat man who had nearly been thrown over the front rail by the sud den stopping of the car snorted angrily : "Why don’t you cut across? I’ve got to catch a train. I can’t wait here all day.” . “Can’t "help it, boss. You’ll have to wait and catch another train. ” “Well, I’ll report you to the com pany. That procession will take five minutes in passing us. ” "Report away. I can’t help it if the procession takes 20 minutes. You couldn’t hire me to run this car across that funeral procession for the best- job on the line. That’s the worst hoodoo a man could run up against. ” “Bah!” said the fat man. “All right, boss. I know what I’m talking about. One of the best men on this line crossed a funeral procession soon after the trolley system was put in. A live wire dropped on the back of his neck and electrocuted him before he’d gone a block. A little while later another poor fellow cut across back of a hearse. He ran over three children in as many weeks. He quit the road as crazy as a loon. Now the conductor on that same car has lost every cent he had in the world, and his wife and child have died. Bah, yourself! I’d like to see you get off this car afid walk across in front of one of those carriages. I’ll bet you’d be catchin your last train in this world pretty quick. Jest hop off and try it now. ” But the fat man only Bhiftecjpneasily about on the hard car seat anct waited silently until the last carriage had passed.—New York Telegram. How Boes Embalm. Bees, says Horbis, can embalm as successfully as could the ancient Egyp tians. It often happens in damp weather that a slug or snail will enter a bee hive. This is, of course, to the unpro tected slug a case of sudden death. The bees fall upon him and sting him to death at once. But what to do with the carcass becomes a vital question. If left where it is, it will breed a regular pestilence. Now comes in the clever ness of the insects. They set to work and cover it with wax, and there you may see it lying embalmed just aa the nations of old embalmed their dead. When it is a snail that is the intruder, he is, of course, impenetrable to their sting, so they calmly cement his shell with wax to the bottom of the hive imprisonment for life, with no hops of pardon. Both Wrong, The Toronto Saturday Night tells of a man who kept a ferret being obliged to go into the country, leaving the cage with the ferret in charge of a neighbor till he should return. The neighbor incautiously opened the cage door, and the ferret escaped, whereupon the owner brought a claim against him for damages. The following was the decision of the learned magistrate before whom the case was brought. “No doubt, ” he said to the neighbor— “no doubt you were wrong to open the cage door, but”—turning to the owner, “you were wrong too, Why did you not clip the brute’s wings?” The Franks took their name from the francisques, or battleaxes, which they threw with deadly effect. ■" . Age is a matter ’of feeling, not of years George William Curtis. Mmama • ’ ■ : ’’ STANDARD TIME. " ' Hto Facur Section. Into Which Um Co— try la Divided. Primarily, for tbs convenience of the railroads, a st rndard of time was estab lished by mutual agreement in 1888, by Which trains are run and local time reg ulated. According to this system, the United States, extending from 88 to 126 degrees west longitude, is divided into four time sections, each of IB degrees of longitude, exactly equivalent to one hour. The first (eastern) section in cludes all territory between the Atlantic coast and an irregular line drawn from Detroit to Charleston, the latter be ing its most southern point The sec ond (central) section includes all the territory between the last named line and an irregular line from Bismarck to the mouth of the Rio Grande. The third (mountain) section includes all territory between the last named line and nearly the western borders of Idaho, Utah and Arizona. The fourth (Pacific) section covers the rest of the country to the Pacific coast. Standard time is uniform inside each of these sec tions, and the time of each section dif fers from that next to it by exactly one hour. Thus at 12 noon in New York city (eastern time) the time at Chicago (central time) is 11 a. m.; at Denver (mountain time). Ip a. m., and at San Francisco (Pacific time), 9 o’clock & m. Standard time is 16 minutes slower at Boston than true local time, 4 min utes slower at New York, 8 minutes faster at Washington, 19 minutes faster at Charleston, 28 minutes slower at De troit, 18 minutes faster at Kansas City, 10 minutes slower at Chicago, 1 minute faster at St Louis, 28 minutes faster at Salt Lake City and 10 minutes faster at San Francisco.-—Atlanta Constitution. JONES’ STRATEGY. He Got HU New Balt at Half Price by d Great Scheme. Jones’ new suit fits beautifully, but he was |lO shy on the price. He needed the suit badly, but his tailor was de cidedly disinclined to part with it till it was paid for. After lying awake all night revolving in his mind various schemes old and new to get possession of the coveted attire Jones evolved a brilliant idea. He put on a high collar two sizes too large for him, went to his tailor and tried on the coat again. Os course it did not fit around the collar and would have to be let cut The next day he put on a collar a half size too small and tried it on again. The collar of the coat bulged out in the back as if it had been constructed for the neck of a pugilist ’ “I can’t wear that thing,” declared Jones. “It does not fit at all. ” “No, it does not seem to,” admitted the tailor. “You’ve tinkered with it now till you have nearly ruined it I guess I don’t want it” “Well, I’ll- tell you what I’ll do,” proposed the tailor, who did not want a misfit left on his hands. “I’ll knock off 86 on the price. ’’ “Don’t want a suit that don’t fit,” declared Jones. “Well, I’ll make it 810.” “Make it 812. W and I’ll take it” “All right, but I lose money on it at that” Jones paid another tailor 81 to have the collar altered, paid for his suit and had 81.60 with which to “wet it ” —San Francisco Post She Won Her Bet. The efficiency of the employees of the Jacksonville postoffice was put to a se vere test recently, when the distribut ing clerk came across r photograph with a postage stamp attached and the only direction on it as follows, says the Flor ida Times-Union: “Deliver to —, Jacksonville, Fla.” Several of the employees were shown the picture, which was taken with a small camera, and which did not show the face of the person photographed very distinctly. One of the carriers named Walter G. Coleman, the general traveling agent of theF. C. and P. rail way, was the person. Several of the clerks and carriers did not think that it was intended for Mr. Coleman, while others sided with the Bay street carrier. Finally a wager of 81 was made, and the carrier started out to deliver it. When he reached Mr. Coleman’s office, that gentleman at once claimed the photograph as one of himself. A week ago or more, while walking along Bay street, he met a young lady with a kodak, who took a snap shot at him in front of the Gardner building. She said that if the picture was a good one she would send it to him. It also appears that the young lady won a wager made with her father on the delivery of the photograph to Mr. Coleman with only the directions above. .i Yellow Alaska Cedar. The durability of this timber is forci bly illustrated by fallen trunks that are perfectly sound after lying in the damp woods for centuries. Soon after these trees fall they are overgrown with moss, in which seeds lodge and germinate and grow up into vigorous saplings, which stand in a row on the backs of their dead ancestors. Os this company of young trees perhaps three or four will grow to Yuli stature. wnAing down straddling roots on earib|ofrM>d estab lishing themselves in the soil, and after they have reached an age of 200 or 300 years the downtrodden trank on which they are standing, when out into, is found as fresh in the heart as when it fell—John Muir in Century. He Was » Bird. Aid (charging furiously up)—Gen eral, the enemy has captured our left wing. What shall We do? The Commander—Fly with the other. —Philadelphia Inquirer. , —— There is so much sympathy iQ this country that very often the under dqg becomes a dangerous, impudent naa Atahtann Globe. .---v ~ ' AN OPEN LETTER To MOTHERS. WK ARK ASSERTING IN THE COURTS OUR RIGHT TO THE EXCLUSIVE USE OF THK WORD “CASTORIA,” AND “PITCHER’S CASTORIA,” as our trade mark. DR. SAMUEL PITCHER, qf Hyannis,. Massachusetts, was the originator of “PITCHER'S CASTORIA,” the same that has borne and does now on bear the facsimile signature of wrapper. This is the original * PITCHER’S CASTORIA,’’ which has been used in the homes of the Mothers of America for over thirty years, LOOK CAREFULLY at the wrapper and see that it is the kind you have always bought —jf on and has the signature of wrap- per, No one has authority from me to use my name ex cept The Centaur Company of which Chas. H, Fletcher is President. /? > March 8,1897. Do Not Be Deceived. Do not endanger the life of your child by accepting a cheap substitute which some druggist may offer yo” (because he makes a few more pennies on it), the in gredients of which even he does not know. “The Kind You Have Always Bought” BEARS THE FAC-SIMILE SIGNATURE OF • ***%<? • Insist on Having The Kind That Never failed lou. 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