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VOLUME VI.
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The Fagle’s Flight.
O’er the mountain top clouds hung.
Between the earth and the heaven swung
Ti they almost seemed to rest
On the pine tree's heaving breast
r in the shade an eagle tiew,
Circling higher, fainter grew,
Higher yet. until at last
Into nothingness he passed.
‘••He is lost," the watchers said,
"In the clouds and mist overhead.”
But the eagle in his flight
Sailed above the clouds through light.
LOST AMONG BUBBLES.
While spending a few weeks shoot
ing in Labrador early in a recent
autumn, I had an adventure which
was so singular that I am sure the like
of it has never come within the exper
ience of anyone else.
1 was living at ttie house of a fisher
man who had a little hut among the
rocks at the foot of a great cliff.
.From tins place I could pass, at low
tide, to the east or west of the cottage
for a considerable distance along the
ccast.
The coast was a senes of bights or
coves, all open to the ocean, but
nearly every one sheltered at the sides
tby a long reef of rocks which ran far
■out into (lie sea. The point always
'protected the cove,and made it smooth
when the wind blew up or down the
coast.
During such a gale myriads of sea
birds seek tlie sheltered side of the
reef and dive for small univalves
which cling to the rocks.
One morning I took my dog to a
cove which I knew would contain
many sea birds, it was surrounded,
save for the front, by high cliffs, and
sit one side a high ridge of rock ran
out into the sea. It was blowing a
gale, and throngs of ducks floated un
der (lie lee side of this point, as the
water there was smooth.
As I lay on one of I lie shelves of
this reef, 1 noliced that a constant
stream of foam passed across from the
windward side of the point, where
tlie sea was chafing and churning
against the rocks, to the little cup
shaped cave beyond.
threat masses of this foam, lighter
than thistledown, had already gath
ered in tlie shelter; and as a flaw from
the gale touched it, the mass quivered
from end to end.
What a mass it was! I could hard
ly believe mv eyes as 1 stood among
the rocks and looked across at it. It
was probably about an acre and a half
in area, and how deep I could not fell,
though i was sure that it must have
been forty feet deep well back in the
eove, and not less than ten feet any
where.
The mass was hot white, hut yel
lowish, though whenever the sun
burst through the scudding clouds the
bubbles all along the top gleamed in
rainbow colors. Still more foam came
drifting across tlie reef, settling on
the top and rolling along to find a
level.
Great masses of foam like this are
very common in the far north. They
disappear iu a few hours alter the
storm which causes them, leaving
nothing hut a soft, greasy paste on ih o
rocks. It was pretty generally be
lieved at one time that meerschaum or
sea-foam pipes were made from this
matter.
This great, unstable, quivering mass
hail an unaccountable fascination for
me. I was seized with a strong de
sire to go down and into it; and that
was just what I did, leaving my dog
beside my gun on a small patch of
sand.
Now as I have said, the cove into
which this froth was heaped was closed
round with straight dills except for a
little opening in front through which
the sea ran gurgling iu a narrow chan
nel. I had to jump across tnis chan
nel; and then I found eight or ten
square feet of hare beach, from which
the foam ran slantingly backward.
The bubbles were of all sizes, some of
them being no larger that a grain of
6hot, some of them more than an inch
in diameter.
The dog jumped across to where I
stood and looked into my face, won
dering what I was about. I ordered
him hack, and he turned away very
unwillingly.
I first thrust my hands ami arms
inK the heap, and it became nothing
in my gra-p Gs course all the hub
bies lit-d air in them, and 1 was sure
that I ran no risk of suffocation in
plunging into the mass.
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Ducking my head I went in, under
a mass fully 40 feet high, advancing
carefully lest there should he holes or
rocks in the way. It seemed to me as
if I was moving the whole mass in the
cove, and very likelv I was.
1 put the bubbles away from my
face, and opened mv eyes; before Hie
foam closed down again I noticed a
faint light. Blit my attempt at breath
ing was not comfortable. When 1 in
haled a number of bubbles went into
my mouth and broke there, but the
air they contained was pure, and went
into my lungs.
1 then found it best to hold mv hand
across my month, straining the air be
tween my fingers. As 1 drew in mv
breath many bubbles pressed against
my hand, and 1 could feel the tiny,
soft explosions.
I had walked thirty or forty pace
when I shouted again and again. .My
voice seemed very low, hut 1 could
hear a million bubbles quivering round
me and above me. Whenever 1 was
sure the ground was level l walked on
rapidly, flinging my arms about me.
But iu spite of the air in the hub
bies, the sensations 1 experienced were
not agreeable, and a dull pain came
into in}' head. The light i had noticed
. opening my eyes was dimmer, and
I supposed I was near the cliti at, the
hack of the cove. So I turned about
to go hack, having had my very novel
experience, and taking, as near as 1
could judge, the way by which I had
come. Walking as rapidly as possible
for three or four minutes, I supposed
that I must be close to the spot where
1 had entered. But evidently 1 was
not, for the hard face of the cliff
stopped me.
Then 1 turned and walked along the
edge of the cliff toward the opening;
but presently a great rock rose in my
way. In my confusion and groping
to feel for the cliff' 1 inhaled numerous
bubbles, so that a salt, slimy paste be
gan to f >rm in my mouth. It did not
take me long to realize that 1 had lost
my way, and that my predicament was
one not to he envied.
So, with my left hand over my
mouth and iny right hand extended,
1 crossed and moved in every direction
that I tliongt likely to bring ine out.
Several times I fell by stumbling
against largo stones, and my knees
and arms were badly bruised. The
pain in my head, meantime, grew
worse, and there was a strange buz
zing in my ears.
After I had been in the place about
fifteen minutes, the weariness grew
so great that I was obliged to sit upon
a stone. I now thrashed the pressing
bubbles from my face with both my
hards and found some relief in the
larger quantity of'air that. 1 was able
to inhale.
But how was Ito get out of it? H
was only too certain that if 1 found
the place of egress it could only he by
accident.
What were they saying, ail those
thousands of bubbles, that pressed
around and above me, so soft, so eva
sive, hut so persistent and so numer
ous? For there came into my ears
the strangest din of small sounds that
the ear of mortal ever heard.
Sometimes it was like the crying
music that you hear in a sea shell;
again, it seemed as if a myriad voices
were whispering mockeries in resent
ment of my intrusion upon their
domain. 1 flung up my hands ami
dispersed the crowding tormentors,
hut they seltled down upon me imme
diately.
Though tny senses were becoming
dull and benumbed, and it was very
clear to me that my situation was
\ serious. it occurred to me that some
of the coast people might have dropped
around this way and that, having seen
i my dog and gun, they would make
search for me. So once more I cried
| out.
As before, the sound seemed noth
ing, though it made (lie mass all about
:me quiver and tremble violently.
There was no human voice In re
sponse; hilt once I thought I heard
the faint harking of my dog. I nerved
j myself for another trial, counting my
; chances of success. Alas, they were
small!
The thought came burning through
i ; Jn e. Would it not he awful to die in
_ j this way? After a lime the -term
■ ! would cease and foam would not
j ! drift across. My body would he
i j he found there, an 1 the people never
1 could guess the cause of my death.
I stumbled on and on, and as usual,
went against the cliff’. Turning again,
I set out iu the opposite direction, be
coming more confused till the while.
My heart was beginning to sink and
longed to lie down, with this vast
covering above me, and go to sleep.
Nevertheless 1 stumbled on and ou,
not knowing whither. Then tny foot
touched something soft, which moved-
Then the thing whatever it was, rose
and touched me upon the body. Then
it barked. It was tny dog.
The dear brute jumped about in the |
wildest excitement, continually dart
ing away from me and then return
ing. Stooping, 1 laid my hand upon
the dog’s neck and said as loudly as 1
could, “Home, .lack! On, hoy!”
This was just, what he needed. lie |
set off at once at a rapid walk, I still |
feeling him with my hand. lie led,
me, as it seemed, by the most devious
ways, around great rocks, gently
across great holes, over level places,
till it seemed to mo as if l had trav
elled miles.
Then a great Hash came upon iny
eves. It was tlie honest light of day,
and 1 was saved. [Edmund Collins,in
Youth’s Companion.
Characteristics of the Uruguayans.
The whole Banda Oriental and its
Inhabitants strike one as being more
refined, more amiable and more gentle
than the land and people of the sistci
republic. Nevertheless, in the country
everything is very primitive, ami one
is astounded at the rough way in whicl
many of the rich estancieros live ob
their estates iu the simplest and most
comfortless houses. Those men owt
leagues aiid leagues of land, and they
live like the patriarchs of old, will
two or three generations of childrec
under the same roof and eating at the
same table, in the old-fashioned creole
way. Such men, as may well he imag
ined, are not progressive; they con
tinue their pastoral industry in at!
indolent, apathetic manner, leaving tc
nature almost everything except tlu
operation of selling and receiving tlit
money; and, above all, they cannot
he persuaded to subdivide their landi
and let them out for farming. Uruguay
is being kept hack chiefly by the con
servativeness of the creole landholders,
who possess immense estates that are
inadequately developed. The law ol
inheritance and the obligatory subdi
vision of property amongst the heirs
will modify this stale of yflairs in the
course of time, and these vast holdings
will he gradually broken up and de
veloped in detail. The process, how
ever, will necessarily lie slow, and
meanwhile, as the state owns no lands,
tho Increase of immigration can only
ne slow in proportion. [Harper’s
M agaziue.
ink Warranted to Fade.
One of the novelties in the station
ery line is an ink that is guaranteed to
fade within a week after it has been
put. upon paper. The inventor says
lie expects to make a great deal oi
money out of his invention in a short
time.
1 “Just imagine, if you can,” lie said
to me, “what a demand there will he
for my ink among corresponding
lovers. The young man can write
words that almost scorch holes in tin;
i paper and ignite the mails, hilt they
• will fade out of sight inside of u
' week, leaving nothing but white papci
I behind it.
“By the use of my ink,” he contin
ued, -‘there will he no more compro
mising letters introduced as evidence
in breach of promise cases, and forg
ers will enjoy immunity from punish
i incut. 1 ihink it will have a great
i sale, don’t you?” and he wrung his
1 hands in joy as the visions of pros*
i pective wealth danced before his c\u*i
A Dangerous Bet.
S. F. Brice of Albany, Ga., owns »
pet catamount. It was captured when
t young, a d has been reduced to a
'degree of docility wliieh enables its
■ I owner to handle and play with it, not
I without, however, a degree of con-
I | sidcration as to which way he strokes
' I the cat’s fur, for the natural fero
; | ciousne-s of his nature is, even after
a year’s imprisonment and training,
' easily aroused, and the -nails and tho
' greenish glitter of Ids eyes at such
1 moments make him anything hut au
object, ol affectionate console, ation
from the average citizen. He is rap
id y clearing his quarters of rat*.—
I fljatroi t Free Prsu.
MEXICO’S “SPORT.” I
1
How Bull-Fights Are Conducted
Across the Border.
t
A Very Dangerous, But a Lu- ,
crative Occupation.
C. E. Gonzales, a member of one of
the most prominent families of Mexico ;
and one of the city council of (’hihuu- <
hua, being asked by a Sun Francisco
Examiner reporter to give an idea of a
hull tight iu all its details, replied:
“Well, the president .f the city i
council where the exhibition is to be
given appoints a member of tins coun
cil as judge. This judge commands
j the light to begin. A hull must first
go after a horse three times before lie
is allowed to go after the moil. If lie
refuses ho is sent hack to tho pen.
Usually he goes after them five or six
times, and it tires him a little for the
benefit of the footmen. Os the six or
seven ban lerillo, hut olio may east the
darts, lb- approaches close to the hull
with a baudcrillo iu each hand. These
he sends into the hide of the animal.
After four pair are in, the matador
chief prepares to kill. 11 is object is
to kill the hull with as few strokes us
possible. He attempts to send his
blade directly into the heart, piercing
it from the shoulder. This is a certain
stab, ttie hull toppling right over. Tho
more gracefully it is done tiro greater
glory to the matador.
“The most renowned of Mexican
matadors is Bonciano Diaz, lie is a
strong, active man, about 110 years
old. A short time sinco lie went to
Lordo, in Durango, and had a most
fortunate season. Ho killed 22 out of
20 bulls, each with one stab. He, of
course, had brave bulls. A brave
bull who will charge straight on the
matador is easiest to kill.”
“In case of death of the matador,
handarillo or horses, wiiat is done?”
“If the horses are killed others are
immediately supplied; if any of the
men are killed the exhibition is brought
to an end. 1 saw Solery, the most re
nowned hatulcrillo ol his time, killed
at the city of Puebla. In addition to
their cloaks, they may use a pole about
eight feet in length. As tho hull
rustics at them they suddenly plant
one end in the earth and spring com.
pletely over the maddened animal’s
hack. Solery had attempted two or
three times to vault over a bull, and
each time the animal, instead of con
tinuing his rush, slopped short a few
feet from him. Finally the bull
figlier made his last leap. Tho hull
halted and waited for him. Solery
fell upon the horns and was twirled
by the vicious brute for fully live
minutes before his body could be re
covered. If was his benefit, too, poor
fellow, and there were fully 6000
i people who witnessed his awful
i death.”
, “Well, the matador supplies all his
I own assistants, pays the license re-
I quired by the city council and engages
Hi' pen. The usual charge for adrnls-
I sioti is from 60 cents to $1.60. A
, cleycr matador usually makes a profit
, of from S6OO to SIOOO for each exhi
-1 hit ion. The season is about nine
months in the year. In April, May
, and June the people arc too poor.
, “The public demand good hulls,
and if they are. not supplied they show
their displeasure by tearing up the
benches and chairs and flinging them
into the pit. I have seen them fire tho
. place in the Gity of Mexico, the JOO
policemen called out being unable to
preserve the peace. Tho courts also
j impose a line of *6OO on the matador.
. AH money received from hull lighting
. is devoted to the support of public
, schools.”
“What is required for a young man
to become a matador?”
“He must first attach himself to a
| troupe of bullfighters and lead forth
the hulls. He will he taught how to
familiarize him-elf with the hull arid
its ways and will he made a banderillo,
or footman with the cloak. They be
come very proficient in dodging and
learn to read an infuriated animal’s
intention by ins eye. When they are
thrown into the dust they lie as if
| dead. Convinced life is extinct the
( hull may he tempted away. One
I movement by the man would bring
i
i Hie hull upon him like a Ikt-h and lie
i '
would he goi ed to death.”
“Is bull-fighting profitable?”
“It certainly must he so. There j
MEXICO’S “SPORT.”
are three splendid pons iu the City of 1
Mexico alone. The l’laza do la lle
fortna cost $(10,000; the Bla/.a do In
Poseo, $40,000; and tho Bhtza do la
Bucoreli, $40,000. The last plaeo is
owned hv Bonciono Diaz,tho matador.
He must surely he worth $160,000.
Tho most celebrated matador in tho
world, Munzantini of Spain, is nl-o
very wealthy. Ho visited Mexico in
1880, bringing sixteen hulls, valued at
SIO,OO0 —big splendid fellows. Each
of his exhibitions must have yielded
from SIO,OOO to $12,000. <>no day
lie was caught against the wall by a
maddened hull and slipped between
the wide horns, tho crazed animal
boring into the hoards. W hen tho
hull bucked for a fresh rush Mnzan
tini leaped gracefully over his head,
smiling to the people.”
Female Street Car Conductors.
The principal streets of Valparaiso,
Chili, are traversed by tramways, and
the cars are all two-storied—“double
deckers,” so to speak—socond-class
passengers climbing up some narrow
outside stairs to seats on top, where
Hie fare is just half the amount that is
charged inside. One pleasant innova
tion is that when the seats are all
taken, no more passengers are ad
mitted, nobody being permitted to
stand. However the clouds may pour,
or whatever ttie exigencies of the oc
casion, yon may stand on tho streets
and signal in vain, if the seating ca
pacity is tilled not a car will take you
on. The consequence is that in times
of unusual crowds, like the Dlcz-y
--ocho and other festival days, every
body hies him to the starting point
and makes a grand rush for the empty
cars as they emerge from tho stable,
greatly to the detriment of dignity and
good clothes.
Another innovation is the universal
employment of female conductors.
The experiment of allowing women to
serve in this capacity was first tried
by the street car managers a few years
ago, when tho able-bodied men laid
all gone north to whip the J’cruviaus,
and it proved so successful that their
retention Ims become permanent, not
only in this city, hut all over Chili
wherever tramways are in use. At first
sight a young woman with a hell punch
does not produce a pleasant impression;
hut one gets used to it in time as to
most other novelties and soon wonders
why tho idea bus not been adopted iu
other countries. The pettieoated con
ductors wear a uniform,consisting of a
plain blue flannel dress, a man's felt
hut and a big white apron, with bib
attached and capacious pockets for
holding change and tickets. Each has
a small leather hand hag slung over
her shoulder, in which she carries the
overflow of her pockets, lunch, hand
kerchiefs,pcalmps a surreptitious pow
der puff and other distinctly feminine
belongings. Their salary is $26 per
month. Eaeli passenger after paying
his fare is given a yellow paper ticket,
which lie is expected to destroy. Tho
conductress is charged with u certain
number of tickets, and when she re
ports again at headquarters must re
in rii the money for all that are miss
ing out of that number or make up
the deficit from her own salary. This
plan naturally attends to make them
attentive to their duties and also pre
vents free riding on the part of their
relatives and favorites. Though these
women are generally young and often
extremely pretty, it should he men
tioned to the credit of Chilians that
0
they are seldom Insulted or otherwise
annoyed in the discharge of their
daily or nightly task. When they are
disturbed the rule is to call on the
nearest policeman. The latter gentry
stand at every corner and would not
hesitate to eject a troublesome passen
ger, without listening to his side of
the story, or to march him off to jail
under suspicion of drunkenness.—-
[Washington Star.
This < hick Has Four l-egs.
A curiosity in the shape of a chicken
has just been found on the farm of
James W. Freer, near Poplar Bluffs,
Mo. The chicken has four legs, two
of them in the right place, and one in
front of them and one on tho hack
of tneiu They are webbed together.
[at. Louis (4 lobe-Democrat.
A Family Affair.
Young Mother —What in the world
makes the baby cry so!
I Young Father —1 guess he heard me
say I managed to get a little sleep last
j night.—l New York Weekl/.
NUMBER 19
My Lady.
My lady frowns —and a crescent of eclipse
Falls upon her brow and lips
And dims the happy skies,
While the mountains weave a mesh with
dew i in pearled
To throw it far across the world;
And saddened nature sighs.
My lady smiles—and the hearts of purplo
hills
Heat beneath the haunted rills
In half-awakened lands,
While lavish lights and Hosting emerald
shades
Paint the gray clad (taken glades
In trailing dewy bands.
My lady scolds shrill trebles palpitato
Where the gusty breezes wait
And roll the robin’s wing.
My lady’s name? swells the cuckoo’s view
less (lute,
And the bluebirds’ reed like lute
Ue-ecboes : “It is soring!’’
- [Minnie Frances Murpbey.
HUMOROUS.
A novel movement —From chapter
to chapter.
Kvery cook should know how to
string beans.
A churning sea around a vessel will
•Make the waves bull ’or.
Why should pawnbrokers ho ro
viled? 1)0 they not keep their pledges?
The wheelman dilates on the present
bicycles, tho historian on the gone-by
cycles.
I one respect tho ladies have a par
allel. Tho spring chicken never tells
its age.
Tho man who lias lived for himself
has tho privilege of being his only
mounter.
Disagreeable truth is never hidden
in the bottom of n well. It ulways
comes to tho surface.
Where there’s a will there’s it way,
of course. When a woman has u will
site lias to have Iter way.
< )ne of tlie pleasant things about
candor is tho case with which it may
he made to tit our neighbors.
If a dumb man could suddenly re
gain his speech, till) first long-pent-up
words he would utter would doubtless
ho—l tohl you so!
She Darling, do you love me? lie
(kissing her rapturously and repeat
edly) —I)o I ? I wish you were a two
headed girl. That’s all I can say.
Little Dot —Pupa, I mus’have a new
clwe.Bß to play in. l'apa—What is tho
matter with that one? Little Dot —It’s
all worn out, ’cept th’ button-holes.
•<Ho good, young man,” said tho
cynical sago, “and you may not bo
happy, hut you will he diflerent from
most of the people that you know.”
((linkers—Hello, Winkers. I hear
you married a woman with an inde
pendent fortune? Winkers (sadly)
’Twos a mistake, my hoy; 1 married u
fortune with an independent womau.
Begley—Bronson must have hard
work to raise the wind if lie is as slow
with all his friends as lie is with me.
Hard work? lie’s got so he can’t
borrow trouble without an indorser!
“Don’t you ever tiro of this drift
ing, objectless life you are leading?”
asked the philanthropist. “Tiro of it?”
answered Weary Watkins. “Fact is,
J it iiiukcs mo so tired I can’t do nothin’
j else.”
Hears Make bond Pets.
| <• Hours make good pels,” said Lieu
tenant Clark. “When 1 was in the
Revenue Service at Alaska we had
one on Hie boat and bo made things
| hum. We named hirn Wineska. He
| used to climb to the cross trees, going
up hand over hand by Hie rutlins-
Onc day be ventured out ou the yard
arm and there lie stayed. We had to
get a rope and haul him down. When
j V e were in the cabin ho would back
down the companion way and come to
ns for his mess of grog. He dearly
loved ruin and molasses. Once ho
vaulted over the head of our Chinese
cook and went into the lockers, where
he helped liim-elf to sugar and butter.
We had a tackling made for him,
much the same as a harness of a pet
pug, and we would drop hirn over
board, with a rope attached, to take
• his hath. Once he landed in a native
i boat and nearly frightened the occu
: pants out of their wits. Ho was as
playful as a kitten, and although he
sometimes disobeyed ho was neve r
treacherous or unkind. When he was
lost or hid himself, as lie often tlid,
we would look in the dark till wo saw
two little balls of tire. These were
* Ins ov es, and gave him away every
" time.”—[New Orleans Picayune