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A STORY OF SLAVERY DAYS.
Three White Men Whipped All the Me
st mu Indignation Mooting.
“In the days of slavery,” said an old
soldier, “the worst trouble we used to have
was in keeping tho negroes at homo. You
know in those days a negro wus not allow
ed to leave his master’s plantation with
out a written pass. When this rule was
violated, the offender was liable to the
most severe punishment. This punish
-4 meat was administered with a long whip
on the slave’s bare back. Fifty lasbes was
the regulation punishment for a slave’s
running away.
“There is one Incident that I will never
forget. I was living near Pendleton, in
this state, and tho slaves around there
were thick. Near tho village was Samuel
Maverick’s largo plantation. Late one
afternoon I heard that about 10 negroes
had congregated near Mr. Maverick’s, in
a dense wood, to hold some kind of indig
nation meeting. Gatherings of the kind.
In those days were not frequent, from the
fact that the slaves had some idea of the
punishment that would accrue when they
were discovered. In the wood of which I
speak was a small one room cabin. The
rumor was that the negroes were to meet
at the cabin.
“My purpose was to get two men to
join me, surround the cabin and whip the
slaves. Two friends willingly went with
me, and we arrived near the edge of the
wood about dark. Our horses were fas
tened in a dump of bushes, and we crept
toward the cabin. All the negroes were
in the house. They never took the precau
tion to place a guard on duty, because they
did not believe they could ever be found.
We easily surrounded the house. One
man was sent-to watch tho lone window,
while the other and I wont to the door.
“Tho negroes were having a high old
time. They were discussing a recent whip
ping when one of their friends received a
terrible flogging from a hard taskmaster
for a very light offense. Just as the in
dignation proceeding was at its highest I
shoved open the door and slipped in. My
friend followed to prevent any of tho men
escaping. Our presence had tho effect of
stampeding the entire bunch of blacks.
An angel could not have surprised th§m
more. One big buck danced up to me, but
I gave him a swipg with a heavy stick,
and he fell to the floor paralzyed. No oth
er attempt was made to raise trouble.
“I told the crowd that I had to whip ev
eiy man. It caused a storm, but the men
had to submit. While my friend stood at
tho door with a pistol I took tho slaves out
one at a time and gave each 50 lashes on
the bare back. The woods echoed with the
cries of pain, though it made little differ
ence. I was tired out with my part, and
after a spell turned the lash over to the
man at the door to act as executioner.
Finally the last man was pulled from tho
cabin, and when he was whipped we start
ed home. The negroes fled as fast as they
got their punishment, collecting in groups
later to march home. We could still hear
their cries as they stung under the effects
of tho leather. The whipping had its good
result, however, and that was tho last in
dignation meeting in that part of the
country.
“Only one man escaped the whipping,
as I thought. Ho was\ho old fellow, Jack
Burt, who used to plAy the fiddle at the
dances, and for that reason I did not want
to hurt him. On making an investigation
I found that he had brought his violin
along and had it carefully hidden near the
cabin. I ordered him to get it and play
while I whipped. This he at first refused
to do, but I told him 300 lashes would re
sult if he refused. Os course Jack had to
play. He drew his bow through a chunk
of rosin and made his violin hum while
tho voices of the crying darkies kept time
weirdly. Every man who was whipped
cursed the fiddler, though the fiddler pat
ted his foot on the grass and seemed deaf
to the groans. It was about tho most pe
culiar combination that a man ever saw,
but it pleased Jack gnd my two friends.
“Twenty years later I was driving along
the road near homo one day when I was
overtaken by a negro on a mule. He called
me by name and asked If I remembered
him. I told him that I could not place
his dusky face. I did not say anything
about tho song you hear now about all
coons looking alike, for it was not known
then. The negro told mo that ho was in
the cabin that night and that I did not
whip him. I could not believe this. Ho
explained the matter, however, by saying
that he ‘clum up de chimney,’ and I guess
he told the truth. Anyway I was glad of
it 20 years later.”—Charleston Letter in
New York Sun.
Seventeenth Century Dress,
A friend who is making a tour of the
old libraries of Europe in search of some
thing or other that is altogether too deep
for mo came across a quaint old volume on
dress, and he was thoughftul enough to
secure a copy of the book for mp. It is one
of Blanche’s, and we who have made a
study of dress put Blanche where the
schoolboy puts Bancroft. Blanche has
studied the history of dress closely and
more intelligently than almost any other
costume historian.
I find in this book, which is a history of
British costume, that stiff collars were
first Worn during the reign of James I,
which, I think, covered the early part, or,
I should say, the first quarter, of the seven
teenth century, lacking two or three years.
It was not until 1560 that starch was
used, and then Queen Elizabeth had to
get q Dutchwoman to come over to Lon
don to stiffen up her ruffs. This Dutch
woman and her husband taught the Eng
lish how to make and use starch at the
rate of £.5 for the course. Blanche is also
responsible for the statement that the most
expensive and the most artistic dress worn
by men was that in vogue during the
reign of Charles 1—1625 to 1648.
In relation to women'soostume, it seems
that the nineteenth century girl is not tho
pioneer of the mannish mode. It was way
back in 1700 that women first wore gar
ments that were modeled after those worn
by men. The 1700 woman did not wear
bloomers or short skirts, but she did wear
coats and waistcoats.—Vogue.
Testy Tennyson.
Tennyson was once dining at the house
of his brother-in-law, Professor Lushing
ton, and among the guests happened to be
an inoffensive stranger who, never having
had the honor of being in Mr. Tennyson’s
company before, every now and then stole
a glance of curiosity at the illustrious poet.
Suddenly, however, those present were
startled by Mr. Tennyson, who had been
rather quiet for some time, looking up
from the tablecloth and glaring wrathfully
round the table. He fixed the young man
With his glittering eye and said, loud
enough to be heard by all present, “You
are looking at me, I tell you.” The col
lapse of the young gentleman was, of
course, complete and instantaneous, the
lesson enforced in his mind being that
while a cat may look at a king it is some
times at the cat's peril.—New York Trib
une
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KNOWN BY HIS SCARS.
That Is the Way Uncle Sam Keeps Trank
of Hi, Enlisted Men.
While a good many people know in
a general way of the Bertilloa system
for the identification of criminals, com
paratively few know of the simple
method which Uncle Sam has been
using for a number of years past to keep
track of th J men who eat his rations
and wear'his uniform in the regular
army. The system employed by the war
department might be termed the ‘ ‘nat
ural method” and is at once simple and
ingenious. It does away with all ap-,
paratus except «a vertical measuring
rod and a pair of scales. It is known as
“the soar system” and has been found
wonderfully effective.
There is an unwritten theory in the
army that ervery man who enlists will
at some time or other desert. This is
not entirely true, but the desertions are
numerous enough to make it worth
while to keep track of the offenders. In
war the penalty for desertion is death,
but in peace it is a long term of impris
onment, and the subject is liable to pun
ishment no matter how long a term has
elapsed since his offense was committed.
Strange as it may seem, the men who
desert most readily are the ones who
straightway go, back and enlist again/
though usually in some remote section
of the country.
The “recruiting card,” as it is.called,
is big enough to contain two 6 inch
outlines of a man’s form, front and rear
view, with a good sized border for mar
ginal notes. When the recruit is strip
ped for his physical examination, he is
gone over from head to foot, and every
appreciable scar or permanent skin
blemish is recorded. Its location is ac
curatelynoted by a dot on the card, and
its description is written on the mar
gin. The hands and face usually have
the greatest number of scars, but those
on the body are apt to be the more
pronounced and characteristic, as it is
usually a more severe wound that pene
trates the clothing and leaves its record
on the flesh beneath. Moles are also
noted, their color and
other birthmarks or blemishes that
would not ordinarily disappear with
time.
The question may arise as to what if
a man have no scars, moles or birth
marks. That.would be enough to identi
fy him, for in all the thousands of men
who have been catalogued by the de
partment there has never been one who
bore less than three clearly defined
scars, while seven or eight is the more
usual number, and there are some cases
where the number runs up to 30 or 85.
Further, so infinite are the chances of
combination that there have never been
two individuals whose height, weight
and the number and location of their
scars came anywhere near coinciding.—
Washington Star.
Slum Work In London.
To accomplish any substantial result
in slum work in London, a woman must
not only give time and strength but
life itself. Miss Meredith Brown, the
English philanthropist, who has been
the champion of the factory girls for
some years, says that women who know
only the slums of New York and Chica
go have no conception of the horrors and
misery of the slums close to the aristo
cratic parts of London. The girls which
Miss Brown’s special mission reaches
are so rough and lawlfess that the Sal
vation Army would not take them in,
and the directors of a mission which
had invited the girls to tea refused to
allow them into the building again.
The girls came to the feast with pillow
slips under their aprons and snatched
everything to eat off the table before
their hostesses could stop them.
Finally the courageous women inter
ested in the welfare of these young
semisav.iges decided that to reach the
girls they would have to live among
them. Ten dauntless women took up
their residence in a rickety old house in
the very heart of all the misery and
squalor which makes the wild girls
what they are, and their efforts at last
were met with more than an encour
aging response. “But it is very hard on
the health,” says Miss Brown. “Two
years will break down any one, so we
have lost some of our best workers. ”
New York Commercial.
Made a Difference.
” “I can’t take that half dollar,
madam. It’s a counterfeit.”
“Why, I got it here yesterday morn
ing. ”
“ Are you sure?”
“Yes, sir. I bought a pair of shoes
for $3.50. I handed you ass bilk You
gave me a dollar bill and this half dol
lar in change. Therecan’t be any mis
take about it. I haven’t had any other
50 cent piece in my possession since. ”
“Let me look at it again. H’m—the
coin’s all right It looks a little suspi
cious, but on closer examination I find
it’s only battered. I’ll take it. ”
“Oh, I beg your pardon. Now that I
think about it I didn’t get it here at
all. A fruit peddler gave it to me in
charge this morning. I had forgotten
it. However, if it’s all right you’ll
take it, so it doesn’t make any”—
“H’m—on looking at it still closer,
ma’am, I find my first impression was
correct. It’s a counterfeit and a bad
one. I shall have to refuse it, ma’am.”
—Chicago Tribune.
• A Society Mystery. •
Mrs. de Fashion—So' 'Clara Pretty
has married Mr. Noble. Why, he’s poor
as a church mouse.
Mrs. de Style—No prospects either.
Mrs. Highup—No, and no family.
Mrs Wayup—What on earth could she
have married him for?
Mrs. Tiptop—lt’s the greatest mys
tery.
Mrs. Topnotch—Yes, everybody in
society is puzzled over it, but it seems
impossible to solve the problem.
* Mr. Noble (in parlor car of fast ex
press train) —My darling, why did you
marry me?
The Bride —Bccaw* 1 love you.—
Na* Weekly
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AN ARTISTIC REVENGE. *
The Elevator Boy Made Life MUerabl.
For the Stoat Stenographer.
The elevator boy was a genius, although
nothing of tho kind had ever been charged
up against him. When the fat—that is.to
say, stout, for only men and tho lower
animals are fat, women of that style of
architecture being invariably stout—when
the stout stenographer on the ninth floor
repulsed the admiring advances of the ele
vator boy, she did not know that she was
laying a mine for the destruction of her
pbace of mind if not of herself. The ele
vator boy, brooded upon tho snubbing be
had received and resolved that he should
- be gloriously revenged.
But how? as the cheap novels say.
Tho elevator boy did not know nt first,
but the next time the stout stenographer
entered his car to ride to the ninth floor
an inspiration came to him.
The inspiration came on a Monday
morning.
At noon of the same day the elevator
boy, shooting downward from the pinnacle
of the building, found the stout stenog
rapher waiting at the ninth floor to go
down and get her cup of coffee and peach
pie a la mode.
D “Nine, down!” piped the stout stenog
rapher. The lift stopped, and with great
dignity and politeness the elevator boy
opened the door. The stout stenographer
entered. The moment her foot pressed the
floor of the cage the elevator sank two
inches. The elevator bqy closed the door
without a word, a glance or a smile, and
the downward journey was resumed. The
three men who were in the dropping box,
however, gazed about with a wondering
expression on their faces. When their eyes
took in the proportions of the stout steno
grapher a satisfied look came into their
countenances. They-understood why the
elevator had dropped two inches under the
pressure. The stout stenographer colored
a rich, autumnal red and looked daggers,
sabers, broadswords and other cutlery at
the boy. He said no word other than
“Main floor. All out!”
After the lunobeon hour the stout stenog
rapher sauntered Into the rotunda of the
big building once more. She had forgot
ten the incident of the two inches. “Go
ing up!” cried tho elevator boy, and she
accelerated her movement toward the lift.
Four men and two were inside.
The boy again, with princely politeness,
held the door open. She entered. At the
pressure of her foot the elevator promptly
dropped two Inches. The four men,
aroused from after luncheon reflections by
the sudden lurch, looked about inquiring
ly. They saw the stout stenographer and
smiled. The two women smiled with
smiles of even greater dimensions and
duration. The boy was a hewn monument
of imperturbable dignity. The stout ste
nographer glared about her. She half sus
pected, but could not be certain.
It was in this fashion that things con
tinued for six days. She tried to catch the
boy off his guard and slip into the lift
when his attention was attracted to other
things—the cigar stand, for Instance—but
all such endeavors were unavailing. That
fatal drop of two inches always manifest
ed itself. She felt that she was a marked
woman and the talk of the town. Once
she resolved to walk up the nine flights of
stairs rather than submit herself to the ig
nominy of that elevator, but by the time
she had reached the fifth floor, dishearten
ed and perspiring, she rang the bell for
the lift. “He Will not expect to catch me
on this floor,” she said. But he did. She
stepped inside. The elevator dropped. An
ill bred man, who pretended to sell wire
fencing on the eleventh floor, snickered.
The stout stenographer turned upon him,
but seeing the quiet, solemn face of the
elevator boy she remembered in time that
she was a perfect lady.
On the sixth day the stout stenographer
capitulated. She caused this advertisement
to be inserted in a newspaper:
“Wanted—Aposition by a capable ste
nogapher; wages not so much a consider
ation as a position with a firm doing busi
ness on the ground floor.”
The next day she went forever out of the
tall building. The boy found the adver
tisement in the paper and pasted it up in
his cage, where he could see it all daylong.
Such is adequate, beautiful, glorious re
venge when undertaken by an artist.—
Chicago Record.
An Early Mention of Daguerre.
M. Daguerre’s invention enables him to
combine with the camera obsetira an en
graving power—that is, by an apparatus,
at once to receive a reflection of the scene
without and to fix its forms and tints in
delibly on metal in chiaroscuro—the rays
of the sun standing in the stead of burin,
or, rather, of acid—for the copies thus
produced nearly resemble aquatina en
gravings exquisitely toned. As to the pre
cise details, M. Daguerre objects to impart
them to any one till he has received some
definite answer from the government, with
whom he is in .treaty-foe the sale of his
secret. The n pon itrhrsaid to be
300,000 francs. It iSpecessary, observes M.
Arago, to see the works produced by tho
machine, which is to be called the daguer
reotype, fully to appreciate the curiosity of
the invention. M. Daguerre’s last works
have the force of Rembrandt’s etchings.
He has taken them in all weathers—at all
hours—a sketch of Notre Dame was made
in a pouring rain (the time occupied by
the process being lengthened under such
unfavorable circumstances), and a sketch
was produced by the moon’s light which
required 20 minutes for its completion.
As might be expected, the Invention
fails where moving objects are concerned.
The foliage of trees, from its always being
more or less agitated by the air, is often
but imperfectly represented. In one of the
views a horse is faithfully given, save the
head—which be never ceased moving—in
another a decrotteur, all but the arms—
which were never still. The invention will
be chiefly applicable to still life—that is,
to architectural subjects, etc. Aldine
Magazine, 1839.
Insects That War With the Mosquito.
There are two natural enemies of the
mosquito—the dragon fly and the spider.
The latter, as we know, wages constant
warfare upon all insect life, and where
mosquitoes are plentiful they form the
, chief diet of their hairy foe. The dragon
fly is a destroyer of mosquitoes in at least
two stages of life. The larva dragon fly
feeds upon the larva mosquito, and when
fully developed the former dines constantly
‘ upon the matured mosquito. The dragon
fly as a solution of the mosquito pest ques
tion is not wholly satisfactory, for while
there is no serious difficulty to be encoun
tered in the cultivation of dragon flies in
’ large numbers, yet it is manifestly impos
sible to keep them in the dank woods
where mosquitoes abound, the hunting
ground of the “darning needle” being
among the flowers and dry gardens wnere
. the sunshine prevails. For this very im
portant reason the scheme of hunting one
kind of inseet with another must be aban
doned as impracticable.—Washington Star.
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OLD TIME SWEETNESS GONE
Molwwm Is Kow Mads Into Bum and
Brown Sugar Cant Be Boucbt.
“The old fashioned molasses is rapid
ly disappearing as an article of com
merce,” said a prominent grocer,.“and
in its place have come a number of
sirups which are more costly and by
do means as satisfactory, especially to
the little ones, who delight, as we did
when we were young, in having ’lasses
on their bread. Most of the molasses
goes into the distilleries, where it is
made into rum, for which, notwith
standing the efforts of our temperance
workers, the demand is constantly on
the increase, especially in the New
England states and for the export trade.
The regular drinker of rum will take no
other liquor in its place if he can help
it It seems to reach the spot more di
rectly than any other dram.
’ "The darker brown sugars have also
disappeared, and they are not likely to
return, owing to the methods of boiling
and the manufacture. Granulated sugar
is of the same composition, as far as
saccharine qualities are concerned, as
loaf, cut loaf cube and crushed and
differs from them only in that its crys
tals do not cohere. This is because it is
constantly stirred during the process of
crystallization. The lighter brown sug
ars taste sweeter than the white, for
the reason that there is some molasses
in them. Housekeepers have difficulty
these days in finding coarse, dark sug
ars, which are always preferred for use
in putting up sweet pickles, making
cakes and similar uses. As they cannot
get brown sugar any more, it may be
well for them to remember that they
can simnlate brown sugar by adding a
teaspoonful of molasses to each quarter
of a pound of the white granulated sug
ar. This combination does as well in
all household recipes that call for
brown sugar as the article itself, and
besides it saves them a great deal of
hunting for brown sugar, which, as
said before, has disappeared from the
market.”—Eastport Sentinel.
HE COULD FORGIVE HER.
For In HU Opinion Mrs. Siddona Did Not
Marry an Actor.
Mrs. Siddons, the actress, was bom
in 1755 at the Shoulder of Mutton inn,
Brecon, South Wales, of parents con
nected with the theater, her father,
Roger Kemble, being a strolling man
ager. The child Sarah, was reared in a
theatrical atmosphere, and at 10 she
was playing Ariel.
As she grew up she became very
beautiful and hod many admirers,
among whom was Henry Siddons, a
young actor in her father’s company,
who had little difficulty in winning the
girl’s heart. Mr. and Mrs. Kemble had
made up their minds that Sarah should
not marry in the profession, in conse
quence of which they strenuously op
posed the marriage, and young Siddons,
in a fit of retaliatory humor, composed
a song detailing their opposition and
his trials, which brought about his
speedy dismissal from the company.
Sarah left the company, too, and hired
out as lady's maid in Warwickshire for
two years.
During this time the lovers carried on
a lively corespondence and finally,
gaining the reluctant consent of the
Kembles, were married at Trinity
church, Coventry, in 1778, when Sarah
was 18.
It is said that Mr. Kemble told her if
she ever married an actor it would
make him discard her forever. After
her marriage he said, “I may forgive
you without breaking my word, for you
have certainly not married ‘an actor, *
whatever the gentleman himself may
think is his vocation.” This is on au
thority of Lady Eleanor Butler, who
knew the persons.—St Louis Globe-
Democrat.
HU Bread Upon the Waters.
Fifteen years ago Carrie Burch was a
servant girl in a California household
where William F. Hastings was also
employed. The girl became ill and had
to leave, but had no money. Hastings
loaned her S2OO, and she went away.
The years rolled by without the S2OO
being returned, and Hastings had for
gotten the occurrence when he received
a letter from a barrister in London stat
ing that an estate of $78,000 had been
left him by a Mrs. Hall, formerly Miss
Carrie Burch of California. Hastings
could hardly believe what he read, but
he baa the money now, and for his gen
erosity to a strange girl years ago he
has become independently rich. When
the girl left* California, she went to
Australia as a nurse and there married
a retired English merchant, who died
some years afterward, and the widow
then returned to London and lived there
until t -r death. —Exchange.
A Good Reason.
The general passenger agent of one
of the Chicago trunk lines received a
letter from a Kansas man the other day
requesting a pass for himself to Chicago
and return. There was nothing about
the letter to indicate that the writer
had any claim whatsoever to the courte
sy he requested, but the railway man
thought that perhaps the Kansan had
some connection with the road in some
way, possibly as a local freight agent.
So he wrote back, “Please state explic
itly on what account you request trans
portation. ” By return mail came this
reply, “I’ve got to go to Chicago some
way, and I don’t want to walk.”—Ex
change.
A Bakevhop Machine.
One of the latest appliances for use in
a bakeshop oven consists of a machine
which takes the whole meat and grinds
it, mixes water with it and kneads it
in’o dough ready for the oven.
Open the doors of opportunity to tal
ent and virtue and they will do them
selves justice, and property will not be
in bad hands. —Emerson.
In 1620 the first large copper coins
were minted in England, putting an
end to private leaden tokens.
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AN OPEN LETTER
To MOTHERS.
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WE ARE ASSERTING IN THE COURTS OUR RIGHT TO THE
EXCLUSIVE USE OF THE WORD “CASTORIA,” AND
“PITCHER’S CASTORIA,” as our TRADE mark.
I t DR. SAMUEL PITCHER, qf Hyannis, Massachusetts,
was the originator of “PITCHER’S CASTORIA,'* the same
that has borne and does now eoer V
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 ° n
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. a
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 docs not know.
“The Kind You Have Always Bought”
BEARS THE FAC-SIMILE SIGNATURE CF •
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g 9 Mr * J JS
Insist on Having
The Kind That Never Failed You.
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