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. FOR NEHT dob-j-Ptunting CRLU RT THE HERmio OFFICE. CITY PRICES. VOL. xm. WAYCROSS, GEORGIA, SATURDAY,. NOVEMBER 5, 1892. NO. 49. PROFESSIONAL CARDS. officers of ware roirm. D' U. JAI. C. BIPPARD. Physician and Surgeon, WlTflOM. (lA. Bperial attention riven *o Gcntin l*riru»- WALLACE MATHEWS, M. D„ physician AND HITROKON. WAYCIOTSH, : : : : GEORGIA. janZMy T^B. F. C. POLKS, Physician and Bar- H-n.. Offira l,«.ur* from9 to lo a. *.<*nj»e*»iind at my residence, corner Pendleton street and Itrumvk-k svrnue, Jwhen not profes sionally cnfitHl. ja. iy(Jy DR. J. E. W.-^HTH. ( Mil i*r KwI'a Block. Hpri inl attention given disease* of tin* Eye, Far, Now ami Throat. WAYCROSS, - GEORGIA. |jK. A. P. KSC2MMH, Physician and Surgeon, WAYCROSS - - GEORGIA. WdT All call* promptly attended. DR. RICHARD. B. NEW. PHYSICIAN ASH SURGEON. Office At MW lU-nieliart’., WAYCROSS, geoiwiia. Jan JO-dm ' Dr. J. P. PRESCOTT, Practicing •Physician HOBOKEN, GEORGIA. All rails promptly attended. , Jy2-ftm S. L. DRAWDY, ATTORNEY AT LAW. HOMERVILLF., : : GEORGIA. epenor i <»n 8. P. Miller—Sheriff and Jailor. K. H. Crawley—Treasurer. Joe D. Hraltli—School Commissioner. J. J.-Wilkinson—Tax Rerriver. T. T. Thigpen—Tax ChUertor. J. W. Booth—Coroner. County Commissioner*—W. A. Cason. J. W Darkiaon and l>. JF. Blackburn. Address, Wafifow, tla. HTT OFFICERS, WAYCROSS, «A. Arthur M. Knight, Major. Aldermen, W. A. McNicL W. \\. Sharp. J. If. GHlon, J. O. Jwtkv. R. If. Murpliy. \V. I). Hamilton, Clerk of City Cottnril. W. F. l*arlter, City AMemorand Collector. Warren Lift, City Treasurer. . h. W. Hitch, City Attorney. John 1’. Cason, City Mandial. The Waycross Herald, Official Organ. UOA Minor EIK’C ATIOX. H. W. tired. iTwWeut; J. M.« Marshall, Warren Lott, Kx. OfficioTreasurer. 11. W. Reed, Chief Knjdncer^ P.J and A. M. Way cross I/nlgp. No. 31) F. and A. M. t neeta 2d ami 4th Wwlmilays at >. III. A. I’. Kuslii.il, W. M.: K. II. Rml, DR. J.H. REDDING, OFFICE, FOLKS I1I.OCK, Near Hotel Plmenlx. aprfiD-ly HITCH & MYKRS, ATTORNEYS AT LAW Up Stairs Wilson’* Block. WAYCROSS, GEORGIA. J S. WILLIAMS, Attorney at Law. WAYCBtoa, - - CiKOlKHA. JOHN C. McDONAM*. Attorney end Counselor at Law, WAYCROSS. • - - OKOIWIIA, OrriCK up stairs in Wiliam Block. A. WILSON, Attorney at Law, WAWKO88, - - HKORHIA ULA< KSIIRAIl CHAPTER NO. 9, II. A. Meet* at Masonic Hall, riant Avenm . Friday in each month at 7:39 p. ni. Kx. Comp. W. W. Sharpe, II. r. ; Rt Kx. Comp. K. II. Reed, Secretary. WAKEPIKLD LODGE NO. «, K. of P. Meet* ever?' Monday night at 7:39 o’clock. Fred Ficketi, (’.(’; I/iwthcr. K. U, ami S. UKOTIIERIIOOD LOCOMOTIVE F.X- -d and 4th Stimlayxnf each month m„ Urotl.erho.Bl hall, Reetl block. Secretary. John Hogan; Tna *eting3«l Thurs- ... night** ■ok, 7:30 p. WAYCTtONS IXIDGK I. O. O. P. Meet* every Monday evening at 7:30 o'clock. J. ^ Jotie*. X. tJ.; I). William*. S»vretajy- NEPTUNE’S STEEDS. POWDER Absolutely Pure. A cream of tarter baking powder. Highest of all in leavening strength.— I/itrti U. S. Government lootl Report. Royal. IUkixo Powder Co „ lOGWaihSt. N.Y. $500 Will be Given For TTny case of rheumatism which can not be curetl by Dr. Drummond's Light ning Remedy.' The proprietors do not hi«lo this offer, but print it in bold type on all their circular*, wrappers, printed matter and through the columns of news papers everywhere. It will work won ders—one bottle curing nearly every case. If the druggist has not got it, be will order it, or it will be sent to any address by prepaid express on receipt of price, $5. Drummond Medicine Co. 48- 50 Maiden Lane, New York. • Agents wanted. THE ONLY TRUE „ IRON Atonic Vyil pnrMY BLOOD, rmlmts ^ KIDSK VS , ( ,5 < *‘ r ° e ' n ° LIVKIR MN lnjral>*olutely eradicated. Ma. Ulnd brightened, brain i power Increased, UDI[$hSIM§ rose bloom on elie(.ks,beauUfle« Complexion. Sold everywhere. All genuine goods bear “Crescent. ’’ bend ns '£ cent stamp lor 33-pago pamphlet. (ML HASTE* MEDICINE CO.. St Loac, Mg. WE CAN! GIVE YOU AS NEAT R. ( CANNON, Attorney at Law, WAYCROSS. - - • OEOROIA. OrricK up stairs in Wilson ltloek. Will practice in the Brunswick (Irrnit and elsewhere l»y special contract. Nov LVIO-ly. dr. ii. ohawley, attorney law. WAYGRpSS, GEORGIA. Office in the Wilson Building. DR. T. A. BAILEY, DENTIST, Office over Bank, tin Plant Avenue, WAYCROSS, : GEORGIA. «t. ly WARREN LOTT. Fire, Life and Accident In surance Agent, WAYTROSS. - - UKORI1IA. —Nothing but first-class companies repre sented. IxsuxAKt'K eflwlwl on all «-la*e*esof property- Prayer n!5mhj^flnnMlny night o'clock. Kablmtii school at **" .Sunday. The Earnest Work. METHODIST CHURCH. School 3 p. in. Christian Etui •vices II a. iti. ami 7^0 p. BAPTIST CHURCH. Elizabeth street. Rev. W. II. S rnggs. Past’ Preaching every Sahhaih 11a. m. ami p. in. Sunday School every Sahhath 3 p .i Pniyer Meeting every Thursday 7:30 p. i Job Printing In any other city in Georgia and at as low rates. SAVANNAH ADVKRTISKMENTS. EDWARD LOVELL’S SONS, * e ^ se ^St of Stock. Time Tried and Fire Tested Fire, Life and Accident Insurance t’om- jemies, and REAL ESTATE OFFICE. KNIGHT A ALLEN, inrIO ly Wajvross, CJa. { SAVANNAH, GEORGIA. Hardware, Tinware, Plows, Turjienline Manufacturers’ Supplies, Bar, Band^aml Hoop IRON. Wliecls, Axles and Wagon Material, (inns l*»stols and Amuinnition. d!9-lv W. A. WRIGHT, J. P., And Agent For National Guarantee Co Seen rities oldaine«l on easy terms. Special attention given lo the -collectkm t.f claims. l\»l Office Building. Wayenw*. (In. HOTEL PHOENIX, ^ WAYCROSS, GA. One Minnie Walk tirtm Union Depot. J. W. Strickland, A e»*-«Y ' Pnraixmt. Lloyd & Adams. HEALERS IN’ Faints, Oik, Doors, Sash arid Blinds, Terra Cotta and Sewer Pipes, BUILDERS HARDWARE, Lime, Plaster and, Hair and Cement. CV>mer Congress and Whitaker Sts., Savannah, : : Georgia. Sole Agents for Adamant Plaster, best preparation In the work! tor plastering walls and ceilings. Write tor circular*. " declJMv A GUT ON RATES. NOTICE. ,T>- «">» »f G™. * McNeil and C. <'. * I «'» )m l hi, ,U, .Iwdrcd by nm- XlicMwairill ho CHitin- 10 up, as we must dose tha okl hnrimni. Payments wiUpe made to W. A. McNeil. Wayrroas, Ga^ Oct. 2s, 1962. P ‘ <,RACm lni NICE, CLEAN etol Frlaiiai a . From June to October $1.50 PER DAY, The Old Reliable HARNETT HOUSE, SAVANNAH, GA. Auythiug iii the Printing Line VISITING CARD TO A POSTER Commercial Printing k a Soecialty. •• Try mie Herald OFFICE Fine JoH Printing. The shlv«rtng air Ate coming home again. No hand nor rain can check them. These stem steeds They were not born i They arr forever fi With arched crests proudly waving, Too strong for human retn. With rolling emerald chariots They charge the stalwart strand: They gallop o*er the ledges And leap along the land: With deep chests breathing thunder Across the quivering plain - The wild white steeds of.Kept tine Are coming home again. Not with the trill of bagk*^. Bnt roar of muffled drama And shrouded seaweed banners, nighty army comes. For the wild white steeds of Neptune Are coming home again. Well may the sailor 'women Look out to scan the Ice. And long for absent lovers— Their lovers on the sea. Well may the harbored seamen Neglect the sails and seine. When the wild white steeds of Neptune Are coming.home again. r mournful neighing— _of sorr A dirge for dead u -Larry Chittenden In Galveston News. BORROWED PLUMES. “Charlie!” called young Mrs. Barker through the bathroom door, “here’s a letter from Tom. Shall 1 open it?” “What’s that?" returned Mr. Barker, sitting bolt upright in the tub, with the cold, fresh water running from his head, neck and shoulders. “A letter from Denver. Shall 1 open it?” “Certainly, and read it to me, will yon? I shan't be out for ten minutes.’ r Then the young woman, standing in the passage outside, read as follows: Pop is on to you two. He fouud me leading your last letter. Ma and he’s coming east to morrow. 1 guess he's loaded for bear, boy, and you’d better char out. Pop and ma mean biz, 1 tell you. V. M think so if you'd sceutbe -spanking 1 got. Vours ever. Tom. Charlie Barker had consulted Mr.Hau- son, it is true. Questioned closely as to his means, he had had to own .that lie was only a broker in a small way in Pine street. Being flatly refused the privil ege of installing Miss Evelyn Hanson in his bachelor apartments op Twenty- third street, he had done so without the old man's permission. He had now to settle for this breach of privilege with the old man himself. No wonder he felt a little nervons. But all Evelyn’s western blood was up; all her western independence was flash ing in her ey ;s. “If yon’n not quite scared to death, Charlie,” she said, “perhaps you'll 1*> good enough to open your friend’s (Mr. Van Lith’s) tier. 1 see it’s his writing,” and she ban *d him a neat littlo note on pink paper bearing the Van Lith crest, a Dutchman on a dyke, with two demi johns full of schnapps rampant. The young broker broke the seal. He started up in a minute, his face wonder fully brightened, his eyes aglow with excitement. “The luckiest thing that could have possibly happened,” he cried. “Van Lith’s going down to Newport; places his house at onr disposal; sen-ants, horses, everything. Liberal? Well, 1 should say! But he’s going away for a month, and Van and 1 were at Yale to gether, and—upon my word, he’s the . best fellow in the world." Bnt Evelvirilidn’t seem to share his enthusiasm. “Oh, you don’t see it yet. Look here. I’ll explain. We move into the house. Your father arrives. We’ve made a lucky scoop in Wall street. I didn’t tell you, because I wanted to test vonr affec tion and all that sort of thing. The old man is angry of course, bnt soon for gives us when he discovers 1 am wealthy. Then we entertain him royally, and when he’s really found out what an excellent fellow I am, then we confess. ‘God bless you, my children,’ and it’s all right. See?’ Evelyn nodded. “Go on,” she cried encouragingly. “There isn’t anything more to be said,” answered Mr. Barker. “Action’s what we want. It’s half past 10 now. The tyrant of Denver will be here inside of an hour. We must pack and clear out- at once.” “You stop calling popper names or you’ll do all the packing. You’d be an gry yourself if you’d lost such a treasure. Iam." She made a little tempting move at him across the breakfast table. In half an hour the pair were in a cab on their way to Mr. Van Lith’s house. Ann remained behind to care for the flat. Van Lith’s old colored lmtler stood at the door to receive them and follow bis master’s instructions, “Treat them just as if the house was theirs, Joe.” A ten dollar bill and a whispered con ference with Joe soon let him into the secret on what the young broker joyful ly informed his wife was a “rock bot tom basis.” Old Mr. Hanson’s wrath had had time to cool considerably on the journey from Denver. It had flared up again when he had. traced his runaway daughter and her husband to the unpretentious down town flat, but being informed by Ami, duly primed for the occasion, that her master had made a large fortune in Wall street and had taken a very hand some house in an aristocratic quarter, his ire had much abated. “When did you make your pile?” was both love and money. That’s the way it should be. Let’s go in to lunch. What’s the matter, Joe? Isn’t it ready?” The old darky took l^m on one side and whispered: “Mars’ Charles, thar ain’t er scrap er meat in the house, 'cept what’s been done got fur the servants’ dinner.” . Mr. Barker remained gazing at the old fellow for a full half minute. The situation dazed him. “Can’t you—can’t we have that? What have they got for dinner anyway?” “A nice nx»R of mutton.” “The very thing, Joe. Serve it im mediately, and here, yon folks buy some thing more foryourselves. We mustn’t keep the guests waiting.” He handed the darky a dollar, and the old fellow slowly pocketed it. “Serve luncheon at once,” ordered Mr, Barker, who was becoming impatient, “What are you waiting for?’ “Look a-here, Mars’ Charles,” said the old man, slowly and deliberately. “Hev you any ijee what that mutton cost?” “1 can’t say I have. A dollar, per haps.” “The ign’auce of some people,” con tinued the darky, “is incomprehensible. Thet mutton’s worth ten dollars if it’s worth a red cent, but seein as how yon don’t want it” He was turning away when Mr. Bar ker stopped him. .It began todawn upon the young man from Twenty-third street that he was being blackmailed. “Here’s yonr ten dollars, yon black rascal.” He took the money from liis pocket and handed it to Joe. “Bring ns up a couple of bottles of claret,” he said. ‘‘I’ve got to buy ’em, sa h. That’ll cost you five dollars more. It’s mighty good wine and cheap, sah.” “You black rascal”—he began again. “That expresshun will cost you just two dollars, Mars’ Barker. Doan you call a ’specible servant no black rascle. You’d better put up de cash. Lunch an wine and dem things is apt to rise mighty quick in this house under some circumstances.” Barker saw he had to alter his tactics. He put up another five dollars without a murmur. ^ Mr. Hanson and his wife had departed upstairs to wash their hands. “It’s awful,” murmured Erelyn as she passed -him on her way to the table. “Mamma ran right onto one of the Van Lith trunks in the front room.” He drank his five dollar wine recklessly to gain courage. Old Hanson sat and gorged himself on tlio ten dollar lunch, Mrs. Hausou, he thought, eyed him sus piciously, and old Joe served them with a broad grin ou his ebony countenance. “If this kind of thing keeps up for a week 1 am ruined,” he said to Evelyn as the day finally closed, and at last he saw his wife's parents safely retired for the night, “I’ve an idea mother already suspects sometliiug,” said Evelyn. “I’ve a good mind to take her into my confidence and confess all.” But this proposition alarmed him more than anything else. “Don’t do that. I’ve got $400 left yet. Let’s stick it out. At, say, forty dollars a day, how long can we hold tjio fort?” “Just'ten days!” “And in ten days then it is either flight, the North river or the morgue.” “Ten days is a good long time,” re plied Evelyn. “I shan’t worry myself 60 far ahead. Good night. I’m off to sleep.” Eight days of the ten had elapsed. The Bankers, with a courage bom of desperation, had “stuck it out.” They had become accustomed to their new po sition, and, despite their failing means, Charlie sometimes even fancied himself rich. The Hansons were delighted with their new son-in-law. No words in the Eng lish language were expressive enough to sing his praises. They had driven here and there, been taken to all the theaters and feted every day on* the fat of the land. They had been made to feel their importance. The Hansons, of Denver, had never enjoyed themselves so much in their lives. Barker was nearly crazy. What would he not have given to be back in Twenty- third street, and, if he must be shot for running away with old man Hanson’s daughter, at least have the satisfaction of dying like an honest man? On the morning of the ninth day he fouud 'a letter on the breakfast table. Old man Hanson was there with his famous appetite, eating eggs which had- cost fifty cents apiece and ham which had been purchased from the blackmail ers at a dollar a slice. The letter was from his father^in Bos ton and read as follows: My Dzar CnARLZ*—Your mother has Jost learned from Mrs. Stewart, who arrived in Boston from New York yesterday, of yonr re cent marriage and also of yonr late good for tune in Wall street. I always knew yon would i can now afford 1 > hare hitherto called yon pect ns by an early train t* anxious to see o ir daughter. Yonr affec- “Oh, months ago,” replied Barker witti horrible effrontery. “Your daugh ter married me for love. I gaTe hei It was the last straw. Unable to re press his feelings, the miserable Barker ottered a loud groan and rushed from the room, nor did he stop until he reached his chamber. Throwing himself into a chair, he buried his face in his bands and remained'for some time in a condition almost approaching stupefaction. He was aroused by a light touch on his shoulder, and looked up to find the door cloned and old Joe standing over him. “Don’t you be a blamed fool, Mars’ Charles. Don’t you go an give it ynp. Ton’s doin splendid. I’ze been talkin to de people down stairs, and dey’s all agreed yon’s a daisy.” Barker raised his head and stared at the man in blank surprise. “We’ze ain’t goin to pinch yon no mo’, Mars* Charles. We done it as much to' defnn dere was in it as fo’ de cash. Now you gets everything at market price. Yon’s a daisy.” The love of human approbation Is the mainspring of a great deal of human en deavor. When Charlie Barker heard himself called “a daisy” he took new heart. In five minutes he was a man again. He went back to the breakfast table anil told another falsehood—about having a sudden indisposition. He was now de termined to see matters through. Suddenly there was a ring at the bell. “A telegram,” said Barker aloud. “Per haps to say that father and mother can’t come. How provoking!” but inwardly he rejoiced with an exceeding joy. He tore open the envelope, and the sight of that telegram nearly occasioned him a relapse: We are cominic home. Mrs. Van Lith qnite sick. Expect ns tonight. P. Van Lith. “That settles it,” muttered Barker. “If ever Van Lith gets into this honse I'm done for. He’s as straight as a string. And his wife—well, she wouldn’t tolerate such a fraud as this for a mo- ment.” There was no time to consult Evelyn. He must act at once. He went out in the hall. The boy was still there. “Have you a telegraph blank with you?” he asked. ‘•‘Yes, sir.” Then he wrote: Don't come. Smallpox in the house. Evelyn, I and the servants are In quarantine. Am writing. Chaklss Barkkr. The boy looked at the telegram, read it and bonnded to the sidewalk. He ..didn't stop until he reached the corner. Barker was now desperate. He was in such a state of mind and had so far committed himself that he was ready for anything, His parents arrived from Boston in time for lunch. He received them roy ally. He partook of deep potations. He laughed with his new father from Denver; he slapped his old father from Boston on the back. They all got very jolly. Dinner was a right merry meal. The ladies had retired to the drawiug room. The two old gentlemen had made terrific inroads on Van Lith’s wines. They each took a hand of Barker’s in theirs and swore he was the jolliest fellow in the world. “And you like me all the better be cause I’m well fixed?’ laughed Barker hysterically. “Rich or poor," said Mr. Hanson, of Denver, “it wouldn't make any differ ence to me. Only give me an honest man and one who speaks the truth, for I despise a liar.” Then Mr. Barker, feeling that the time had come, arose somewhat un steadily on his legs and faced the gen tleman from Denver, who was mellow and smiling with wine. “You have a right to despise me, then, Air. Hanson, for 1 am a hypocrite and the biggest liar on the face of the earth.” The old man started as if he had been shot. Something in tho expression of his son-in-law’s face told him that this was no joke, lmt that he was speaking the truth. “You ain’t bin tellin us wrong about your torching, have ye?” he asked slow ly, relapsing into the vernacular of his early mining days, and with his face gradually growiug purple with anger. Charlie Barker, tor answer, put Ms hand in his pocket, and drawiug out .* solitary twenty dollar bill he laid it on the table. “That’s every cent 1 own in the world,” he replied. “But this house, all this fine furni- tur’,” almost pleaded the old man. “That’s youm, ain’t it?” “Not a stick of it. It's the house of a friend of mine, and I haven’t a penny worth of interest in it.” Mr. Hanson, of Denver, staggered back from the table. “You scoundrel,” he was beginning, “to go and steal my dorter;” but some thing in the young fellow’s face stopped him; something- in the attitude of the told gentleman from Bostou, who had crept close to his son’s side and passed his arm lovingly about him. The wordc of abuse died away «u Mr. Hanson’s lips. “You must ha’ bin dreadfully afraid of me to hev done this,” he said instead. “I was.” And as if it was a relief to him to speak the truth again, the yonng fellow repeated the words. “I was— bnt I am no longer.” ^ Mr. Hanson looked foraminnte stead ily at his son-in-law. Despite the fact that he was cruelly disappointed, he could not-but admire the andacityof the New Yorker. “Gosh all hemlock!” he exclaimed. “If I give yon a chance yon will conle out to Denver and make a man of your self.” “Yon bet I will.” “I must do my share of this,” spoke up the man from Boston, his arm still around his son’s waist. ‘Til tell yon what F1I do, Mr. Hanson. If you’ll give Charlie an interest in yonr busi- ness I’ll put capital enough hack of him to make it an object.” “It’s a go!” cried the man from Den ver, and he put out his hand to the other across the table. The man from Boston seized it and shook it heartily. “Then we forgive him, don’t we, both of ns?” “Won’t some one forgive me, too?” asked a musical voice from the door way. “I’m half forgiven already. I’ve just confessed to motherln the drawing room.” y “ Yee, well include yon,” answered old man Hanson, “and your mother as well, for not being sharp enough to detect you two frauds from the very first I de spise a liar, bnt I’m blessed if yonr hus band ain’t a dandy. Say, Barker, how do you intend to square this with yonr friend Van TAthY* friend Van Lith? “I shall write him tonight a full ac count of the whole matter, tor I’m far too happy to go to bed, and I shall en title my story, “In Borrowed Ploroe*.’” —Austin Granville in Philadelphia Times. “Speaking of George Washington,’, : remarked the bachelor, “1 wonder if his | sister-in-law ever asked him his real | opinion of her new baby?*—Wnshingri-n GUNBOAT JUSTICE. Taaehlns South Sea Satire* That It !• Costly to K1U and Eat Whit* Mrn. „ The Solomon islanders, who inhabit a beautiful archipelago stretching tor 500 miles parallel with the northeast coast of New Guinea, have earned the reputation bf being among the wildest and most untamable of savages. It is only within a few years that the missionaries have attempted to work among them. Before the natives grew accustomed to the sight of trading vessels it was as much as a man’s life was worth to venture on shore, and the islanders were left pretty much to themselves until six or seven years ago, wheu England and Germany divided the islands between them, and then looked around to see if they were really worth dividing. Since then a number of traders and missionaries have built stations on the islands and persistently wooed the natives to barter and prayer. The coy and suspicions creatures, however, liave distrusted the good intentions of the strangers, and ns they are confirmed head hunters they have lost no opportunity to lop off tho head of & white man whenever they caught him aloue. The British Government decided to keep a war vessel in the neighborhood and teacli the uatives better than to eat missionaries and to adorn tabn houses with the skulls of traders. So her ma jesty’s ship Rapid has done a lively busi ness inflicting gunboat justice upon vil lages indulging in cannibal feasts, with white men as the most tempting delicacy on the bill of fare. When the captain of the Rapid mado his last report ho lmd just executed a native tor the murder of Mr. Duval, a white trader. The crime occurred in Mott bay, among the southern islands of the group. One day, soon after the murder, the Rapid anchored in the bay and sent word to the chief that unless the murderer of Air. Duval was deliv ered within two hours the village would be shelled. The Solomon islanders have had considerable experience of this sort, and the chief knew just what to expect. The chief and one of his men promptly set off in a canoe for the warship, having in charge a native, whom they delivered np as the murderer of Air. Dnval. The accused man made a full confes sion of his crime. The captain of the Rapid made a careful investigation, con vinced himself that the prisoner was the culprit he was after, and sentenced him to be shot at 8 o’clock next morning at the village where the murder had oc curred. At daybreak next morning a solemn procession of boats went ashore carry ing the prisoner. It was thought that the treacherous natives might be ill man nered enough to attempt to interfere with the programme. A line of seamen was therefore extended around the part of the village facing the woods to guard against surprise. The prisoner was led asliure and tied to a tree. He wae very calm, observed all the preparations with out a tremor and did not utter u word even when he was blindfolded. Several hundred natives grouped themselves around the place of execution, looking on in awed silence. A firing party of ten marines-was told off, marched up in front of the con demned savage and loaded their rifles. The color sergeant gave the command, “Present!” and then, after a moment’s silence, came the word, “Fire!" and then the ten rifles blazed Away. The murder of tho >vhite man hail been avenged. The doctor pronounced the victim dead, and the ten marines inarched back to their boat, leaving the body for the na tives to bury. Such lessons as this will impress the natives,, if anything will, that it is better all aronnd to let white men live than to kill and eat them.— New York Son. A l'.otarjr Steam Cloth Pre**. Important advantages are claimed tor a rotary steam cloth press invented by a veteran machine builder, the improve ment consisting of a novel arrangement of the prefers which insures a largely increased amount of pressing surface. The apparatus utilizes nearly the entire surface of the greatly enlarged main cylinder as a pressing surface by means of a series of small pressers, some ten in all, these being ranged about the periph ery of the cylinder, and are capable of operation at any degree of pressure that may be required. Thus a very pow erful pressure may be applied when nec essary, much greater, it is claimed, than can be obtained by the ordinary device with the cb nble presser. By meaus Of such a mechanism the wear and tear upon the cloth is largely diminished.— New York Sun. The bridge connecting New York and Brooklyn over the East river from Park row, New York, to Sands and Washing ton streets, Brooklyn, was begun Jan. 2, 1870, and opened to traffic May 24, 1883. The cost of the bridge was over $15,000,000. The following are the statistics of the structure: Width of bridge, 85 feet; length of river span, 1,595 feet 0 inches; length of each land span, 930 feet; length of Brooklyn ap proach, 971 feet; length of New York approach, 1,563 feet 6 inches; total length of carriageway, 5,969 feet; total length of the bridge, with extensions, 6.5^1 feet. The whole number of car passen gers during the year ending Dec. 1,1891, was 39,766,013; whole number *of foot and car psseengers, 41,268,370. The father of Pythagoras was a cele brated engraver of gems, and accord ing to classical history both Helen and Ulysses wore engraved rings. Engrav ing on semiprecious stones was an art at » very remote age. The British museum proudly boasts the possession of a small square of yellow jasper bearing the fig ure of a horse and the name and titles of Amenophis II, believed to date back to about the year 1450 B. a The very finest specimen of engraved gem now in existence is a head of Nero, carved on a first water diamond by the brothers Cas- ♦»Tiri in the year 1790 A. D.—St. Louis Republic.