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THE WEEKLY TELEGRAPH: TUESDAY* SEPTEMBERi-TWELVE PAGES.
GEOJRGIA NEWS.
Young Man Commits Suicide
Near Blakeley.
NEWS NOTES FROM THE CLASSIC CITY
Monroe's Primary Election- Jail Delivery
at Gumming—Row Among Turpen
tine Ramis—Notes from Albany
—Among the Exchanges.
Blakely, Aug. 27.—[Special.]—Robert
King, age eighteen years, who lived on a
farm eight miles soutbwestof Blakely with
his brother, committed suicide, about 3
o’clock on Saturday evening by shooting
himself with a gun. No one was at the
house at the time. Two children were near
by and heard the gun fire and went to the
houso and found him dead at the back
steps. He had pulled his shoe from his
right foot and from his position and the
manner in which the gun lay it is supposed
he pulled the trigger with his toe. The
load entered under the chin and produced
instant death. A coroners jury made a
verdict in accordance with these facts.
The boy had shown evidences of mental
derangement, for two weeks, but the
family, I suppose apprehended no danger
at the time as he was left alone.
THE CROP OUTLOOK.
The “dry drought,” rust, scald, stain, and
latterly the caterpillar ana all the usual
cotton bedevilments or disasters have be
dimmed the future of financial, returns
i om the fleecy staple in this section, but
• anks to kind providence the farmers
have made a good corn crop, and the re
cent rains have helped sugar cane, peas,
and potatoes, and with an ample supply of
these substantial we don’t care a cent for
fish from the Canadian waters.
AN ARTESIAN WELL FOB BLAKELY,
I learned that our town council has
closed a trade with the Central railroad to
have an artesian well here near the depot.
Blakely is to pay $750 when they get a
good flow of water, and allow the town to
connect a main to carry water to the pub
lic square. As we are in the valley of
Flint river, it is reasonable to hope for the
water.
THE BLAKELY ACADEMY.
Nearly all the exodusters to the water
ing places are back, among them Prof.
Fitzpatrick and lady, who will open the
fall term of the Blakely academy this
morning, assisted by Prof. J. L. Wilson,
who comes well recommended as an efficient
instructor. With this trio of teachers and
a regular attendance and application of
the teachers, success is assured.
BUTLE06X.
Ilaw the Waste IMnce. are Filled up in
This Thriving Town.
Rutledge, Aug. 27.—[Special.]—Our
thriving iittie town, which now numbers
about 600 residents within its corporate
limits, not many years ago was described
by travelers as a wide place in the road
with one store, two barrooms, one justice
of the peace, a spider-legged bailiff and
a wooden-legged colonel. We now . have
eleven stores, three lawyers, two justices of
the peace and a bailiff who can shoot a
curved ball. We have probably one ol
the best educators in the south, Prof. A. J.
Burruss, in cliarge of the Rutledge High
School.
Crops are fine in this section, with few
Exception-, and everybody happy, except
perhaps our preachers, and they have a
Just right to feel a little bad right now. A
series of meetings was begun at the Baptist
church here on Friday niglit, Aug. 14th,
and closed last night, and iu spite of a
crowded house dap and night, there were
only three accessions and one conversion
among these during this meeting. The
ministers labored hard and some of the
preaching was very flue,
1 Imagine the IjilhkUri during this
ine eting with ilie Bible ns their law and
tnurcil members as their witnesses, while
addressing the congregation, felt somewhat
like a lawyer does when he goes to a jury
with a good case clearly made out for
plaintiff and the result a verdict for de
fendant. However, as in the nature of a
motion for a new trial, the meeting was
turned over to the Methodist church here,
and it is to be hoped that much good will
be accomplished.
Cotton is opening rapidly, but bagging
is scarce, , . ,
Cur delegates from Rutledge lodge to
tho Farmers’ Alliance speak in glowing
terms of Macon and the hospitality of her
people, lost week.
Albany Academy arrived with his family
from Toronto, Canada, on Sunday. Mr.
Sullivan, it is thought, from his many
year’s experience as a teacher both in
America and Great Britain, will make this
school one of the best in the South.
Mr. K. Lee Jones has returned from an
extended trip to New York and the east
ern cities.
Rev. E. E. Folk pastor of the First Bap
tist church will return on Saturday from
his vacation spent at Monteagle, Tenn.
He will be accompanied by his wife and
Mrs. B. A. Collier, who have been visiting
this resort.
MONROE PRIMARY.
The Vote for the Several Candidates—Ms
Jorlly Against Repeal.
Forsyth, Aug. 27.—The result of Sat
urday’s democratic primary for the selec
tion of candidates for the legislature is as
follows:
R. L. Berner, 694; J. T. Crowder, 444;
G.G. Flynt, 346; Wo. Walker, 193; E. B.
Taylor, 313; Jas. Turner, 106.
For the repeal of the present local op,
tion law, 411; against repeal, 584. The
majority in favor of “against repeal” is
generally conceded to mean an amend
ment which will place the prohibition
question virtually under the general local
option law.
Jnll Delivery at Cumin Inf.
Cumming, Aug. 27. — [Special],
Frank Ginter, Henry Martin and Jasper
Nichols, colored, escaped from the county
jail Saturday at noon by overpowering the
jailor and tying his arms. They were at
once pursued and the neg'o captured four
miles from town. The white men are still
at large.
Court convened this morning, with his
honor J. R. Brown presiding. We notice
lawyers present from Marietta, Canton
and Jasper. Cc urt will probably hold all
week.
Protracted Meeting; at Sylranln.
Sylvania, Aug. 27.—[Special.]—The
protracted meeting of the Baptist church
was begun by Rev. H. J. Arnett, the pas
tor, on Saturday last. He will be assisted
by Messrs. Brantley, Eddenfield, Lee,
Thompson, Himan, Overstreet and Allen.
They are all able divines. It is hoped by
their combined efforts to route the evil one
out of our town.
I To Start a Paper nt Tennllte.
Sylvania, Aug. 27.—[Special.]—Messrs.
Hugh Overstreet and A. P. Hilton of this
place; will leave for Tennille od Monday,
Sept. 3d, where they will commence the
publication of a weekly newspaper. They
both have had a good deal of experience
in newspaper work and we have no doubt
of their success.
NOTES FROM TI1E COUNTRY.
Death of an Aged Lady—'The Sick—Result
of llueleia Humors.
Athens, Aug. 27.—[Special.]—Mrs.
Clarissa Evans, mother of Mrs. Henry
Benss, died in Athens this morning, aged
94 years. She was drawing a pension for
services of her husband in the Indian and
Mexican waff; „
Maj. Jnd, J. Thomas and Dr. Swep Bil
lups, ao dangerously low, are better.
Miss Millie Rutherford, principal of
l acy Cobh Institute, to-day addressed a
letter to the mayor and council stating
that reports of sickness in Athens was ruin
ing her school and many parents who bad
entered daughters notify Iier of their with
drawal. She asks the council to takesome
stepe to save the institute from serious
loss of patronage.
Athens owns a valuable rock quarry at
Liihuuia.gTo day Mayor Hodgson received
notice that some one nad squatted on the
same and claimed the property.
TURPENTINE HANDS
Get Into a General Saturday Night Row of
Their Own.
Scotland, Aug. 27.—[Special.]—A gen
era! melee among the turpentine colored
people of the town Saturday night was
sufficient to keep the people from their
slumbers, ts pistols snd guns were fired,
and it seemed that murder was rife in the
land. Only two of the negroes were used
up badly^one being stabbed severely under
the shoulder blade, and the others cra
nium being denuded of a good deal of
cuticle, ms (he balls failed to penetrate it.
D. A. Everett was fired upon by one of the
combatants with a double-barrelled gun,
hut the halls missed their mark and went
above his head. The two leaders were ar
rested by the marshal and the mayor im
posed fines respectively of$20 ard $5.
DOWN AT ALBANY.
The Albany Academy—S*m« 1'entoual
Mention of the People.
Albany, Ga., Aug. 27.—[Special].—
Mr..Dean Sullivan the new principal of
The Dedication of Uethel Church—Other
Items from Around.
Mr. Sid Dent of Knoxville is improving
very slowly.
Mr. R. A. T'harpe of Unionville, Bibb
county, is dangerously ill.
Judge McManus was in the country last
wetk on official business.
Mr. Jerry Wilder of Unionville fell off
his wagon the other day and crippled him
self very badly.
Mr. Gardner Davis of Macon and Lee
Hicks of Crawford county are having a
fine time fishing in Talbot tounty.
Mr. W. R. Eubanks of Sandy Point,
Crawford county, has three physicians at
tending and yet there is not much sign of
improvement in his condition.
Hartweii Sun: It is said that the long-
lost Charlie Ross lias been discovered in
Atlanta. Take him to Chautauqua and
let him speak on “How to escape the tariff
—get lost.”
Greenville Vindicator: An aged negro
man fell from the top of a load of fodder
lost week on tho roau between Warm and
Sulphur Springs and broke his neck. Ilis
death was instantaneous.
The examination at Mrs. Annie An
drews’ school. Crawford county, on Thurs
day last was largely attended, the exer
cises were a success and the splendid din
ner greatly enjoyed by all.
Greenville Vindicator: AVe were pre
sented last week witli an ear of pop-corn
that the hot weather had popped on tiic
stalk. AA’hat would some of our li[lle
readers say if some day they were gather
ing the little corn and it was to begin pop
ping in their hands?
Buena A’ista Patriot: Mr. F. L. Stan
ton, of the Smithvilie News, has gone to
Rome to take a position on the Tribune.
We dislike to give Stanton up, but have
always thought that lie had too much
genius to be wasting it at as small place as
Smithvilie.
Buena A’ista Patriot: A gentleman in
town received a letter the other day from
Oliver Jones. He was on hoard the steam
er S. S. Holland on the English channel,
and was en route for South Africa^ where
he was going to engage in the business of
civil engineering. The letter also stated
that he would go from there to South
America. It will be remembered that
Jones killed Mitson Melton about six years
ago. He was arrested and placed in jail,
but escaped through a small hole he made
in the iron door, and went west where lie
lias been, unknown to the authorities
here, until his departure for Africa.
Ellijay Courier: From a letter written
to Mrs. AV. K. Welch, of this place, we
learn of the death of Bob Roberts, son of
Mr. AVill Roberts, who left this county for
Colorado two years ago. The boy had
worked all day for a neighboring young
man named Saline, and the two had re-
GLIMPSES OF BREMEN.
Grent Casks of Famous VYInes -A Strange
Petrifying Process-Out-Door Life
Bremen Letter to Baltimore Sun.
Surely never was city more misjudged by
the unknowing public thaD this. AVe are
wont to think of it merely as the haven to
which the North German Lloyd will bring
us from our long journey across the sea
and remembering Liverpool, with its bitter
east wind and rain and general discomfort
and dinginess, we half unconsciously decide
the German seaport will be as undesirable
as experience has taught iis the English
one to be. In reality, Bremen ischarming,
and the Hotel Hillmann one of the most
comfortable in Europe. Starting out on
a brilliant summer afternoon, we strolled
through streets, strangely commingling the
old nnd the new, the past and the pres« nt,
till reaching the Kathhaus, or city hall, a
picturesque, media-val structure, we ascend
the worn steps to the old audience room.
It is rather hare-looking, in spite of the
queer old pictures, the windows of stained
glass and the modelsof old ships that hung
from the ceiling. There is an exquisitely
carved wooden balcony, wiiere the Bremen
ladies of the olden time sat when they
came to hear the deliberations of their
lords. But more interesting is the rath
skeller. underneath. It is a large under
ground apartment, fitted up as a rrstau-
raui, while from all sides, as chapels from
a cathedral, are cellars, often beauti
fully frescoed, stored with miglitv
casks of Rhine and Moselle wines. Most
carious of all is a cask 200 years old
called “the Rose,” because it stands under
a large painted rose. It is said this is the
spot where the old burgher* councillors
held their most secret meetings, the pro
ceedings of which were never divulged;
hence, perhaps, the saying, "under the
rose.” It must he confessed they chose a 6011
fine, dark, damp hole for their delibera
tions, and fully deserved the rheumatism
that without doubt they caught, though
the contents of “the rose” were duly anil
frequently called into requisition, you
may be quite sure. Tiien there are twelve
mammoth casks, called the “Twelve
Apostles,” a glass of which is almost price
less, among which, as the guide, with a
humor characteristic of his nation, re
marked: “The Judas cask is the best.” Al
together, the Bremeners are very proud of
their rathskeller, and sav there is nothing
of the kind in Europe that conlpares with
it
The old cathedral is close by. It is
most surprising thing how ind ifferent the
Germans are about their churches. Here
in a prosperous, rich city is a cathedral 700
years old, around which much of their
history clusters, and one of the towers lies
in ruins, and has so lain for many years.
The bricks and mortar crumble at their
feet, and the citizens pass up unheeding
and careless, while opposite is a beautiful
new “exchange,” and fine stores are seen
in all directions As we push Open the
door of the cathedral a burst of melody
pours forth; hundreds of children, led by
a splendid orgin, are singing some grand
old German anthems. Their clear, pure
voice awakes tho echoes high up in the
roof and touch the heart, as children’s
voices always do. After the little ones
have gone away a peep nt the interior
is enough—bare and cold, and
whitewashed as it is, so we
follow the pretty fraulein, who has opened
a door in the south aisle and ushered us
into the blikeller, where, for some unknown
reason, nothing ever decays, but, suffers A
sort of petrification. A Swedish general
killed in the “thirty years’ war” lies there
lerfectly preserved, with his aid-de-camp
>y kb side; a Lady Stanhope of three
hundred years ago has her teeth and her
figure, and a gentleman killed in a duel
centuries ago shows the wounds in arm and
neck, and holds up hands with pointed,
polished nails to our gaze. Against the
wall leans a pussy cat of unknown age and
ijayfully curled tail, and overhead are
>irds and game, witli their feathers quite
intact, and underneath lay heaps of bones
and skulb—a very nightmare of a spot.
Oh, how good to be out in the sunshine
ngain and dash away for a drive among
the delightful suburbs! The German
roads are very fine. One sees them stretch
ing out in every direction, veritable “coun
try streets,” as they call them here. Raised
above the fields on either side, carefully
paved and kept up, with a double row of
slmdc trees, they are indeed a “joy forever”
to the traveler along their wav. Miles of
beautiful road form the suburb around the
town, lined with trees and still further
back with lovely homes, exquisite in care-
’fully,tended lawns and flowers.and ever and
anon a public garden, where happy groups
meet to drink their beer or coffee and enjoy
the summer beauty all around them, as
well as the music that forms so charming
a feature of European open-air life. I do
not think too much can be said in favor of
the domestic out-of-door life of the Ger
mans. The entire family, including the
tiny bahv, goes out together. The children
play and romp, where ample amusement*is
provided, the older people chat and laugh,
and every one seems so very happy.
A feature that adds greatly to the beauty
of Bremen is the window gardening.
There is no home so humble that it may
not have its bright pots and runniug vine
and clean white curtains. The handsomer
houses are simply bowers of beauty. They
are ail built back from the street and sur
rounded by gardens. Owing to the sever
ity of the climate the piazzas are inclosed
in glass until April or May. Afterward
they are thrown open and every nook and
corner of window and step is covered with
bloom and color.
But the quaintest thing in Bremen is its
statue of liberty, the “Roland,” as it is
called. It is a colossal figure, eighteen
HOARD’S LITTLE GIRL.
Not a Chllil, lrot a Little Mare—Tlie YVlscon.
sill Camlitlnte Won Her In the War.
From the Chicago Herald.
Madison, AVjs., August 24.—AV. D,
Hoard, of Fort Atkinson, who has just
been nominated for governor by the Re
publicans of this State, is one of the
Brightest story tellers in the AVest. Before
a recent farmers’ institute, held in this
city, he gave a vivid deicription of a ride
for life during the battle of Cedar Creek,
in the Shenandoah A’alley.
"It was 3 o’clock in the morning,” he
began, “that Early’s forces suddenly
swept down upon the Eighth Corns, de
moralizing it. The right of the Union
army and the centre maintained their in
tegrity, but the left was badly broken.
“Some months before, I, who was a mem
ber of the Eightli Corps, had the good for
tune to capture a thoroughbred Virginia
mare—a mare which bore within her
veins right royally the bluestbloodof both
continents. She was a thoroughbred
racing mare, high tempered, vicious, full
of energy, power and speed. The captain
found her so ugly ho could do nothing
with her, and he said: ‘Hoard, you can
have her, if you can take care of her.’
And I went at it under the Rarey system,
and finally established an understanding
between the ‘little girl’ and myself.
I used to call her “iittie Girl.’
The day of the battle came.
I was ordered to removei the second
section of tho battery. I thought I knew
my ground; I thought it was easy for me
to jump a fence and take a short cut and
do my duty. But I got lost; the conlu-
sion was of such a character that I did no!
know where I was, and finally I jumped a
fence into a dirt road about one hundred
rods from the pike, when I was saluted
with the remark: ‘Surrender, you Yankee
son—,’ of immortal descent. I bethought
me as did young Lochinvar, ‘They will
have fleet steeds who do follow.’ And I
thought to myself, ‘Astride of two thous
and years of straight specific breeding and
surrender? Never 1’
“I lay down upon the neck of that little
mare, and I says: ‘SusaD, get out of here
immediately.’ Susan responded. The lieu
tenant who commanded the squad was
nearly.as well mounted as myself. Down
that pike we went thundering, the thirteen
men shooting at me with carbines, and
every moment I expected a bullet to go
ploughing up my back, or my mare to be
killed, but the strange providence that at
tends the soldier, whereby it takes 250
ronndf to kill one of them, attended me.
After me they rushed, yelling: ‘Surren
der, d you; surrender.’ And I says:
‘Susan, get out of here.’ Oh, I thought to
myself then: ‘Thank God that somebody
had sense enough not to make
hash of breeding, somebody has been
ROYAL 11UT NOT HAPPY. j P 1 G TAILS PLAY BALL.
Sail anil Unlovely Existence of the Aged Two Tennis of Chlcnu-o
Widow of William I. | for llle , i<m ,,/ namc “ ^ad,
A strange and weird figure is that of the From the Chicago Herald,
eldest of the three empresses, tiie aged | “Ar foe” is Chinese for “play bill ’>
widow of AVilliam I., writes Lucy Hooper when Sam Moi yelled lime ’ and
from Paris. Sorrows and bereavements eighteen of his countrymen at the i? 111 ? to
have accumulated on her head, tut have park, corner of Thirty third . b, U
not sufficed to bend her will or to quench ; Portland avenue, yesterday , * ,rwt *#4
her astounding vitality. fun began. The first ball pitchedT’^
She possesses what was once given as a Doi was the signal for “k »• n ? Tal1
Cine for a long life, a hard heart and a | Celestial athletes ami shouti J i by , lte
iod digestion. “She will never die!’-’ by the twenty invited spectator lluglltw
man nameu nanm-, mw me in'- . . , _ , _ . , ,
tired tor the night, no one else being pres- , erect0< * the ern we olt
ent. The Roberts family waited in vain , ^ ^wn in 1412. In one huge hand the
for the return of their eon. tfie next day,
for both were.to work for Mr. Roberts that
day llis father went over to see after him,
and found the houige burned to the ground.
No trace of the two could be found about
the premises, and after attempting to as
certain their whereabouts by hallooing, he
inspected the embers of the dying fire anil
found the charred remains of the bodies in
the ruins of the house.
Crawfordville Democrat: Last Sunday
morning Mrs J. AV. Swann, of this coun
ty, started over to visit a neighbor and she
had to cross a creek upon a foot-log, or
some poles that were laid across the stream
for pwleslrians, and while on these wet and
sleek supports the bark of one gave way
under her feet and she fell to the water.
She soon found that her thigh was broken,
and she could only drag herself to the
hanks of the stream and there await the
mercies of Providence and call for help.
No one was near to hear her pleadings,
and there she lay in terrible pain for sev
eral hours. The crossing where she was
hurt is not frequented by many travelers,
and therefore it was difficult for her to get
help. She was found, however, after so
long a time, and carried home, where she
haa been doing as well as could be expected.
(that symbol of liberty in all ages), in the
other a naked sword. ' It was the gauntlet
thrown down to all the world that Bremen
would be free, a freedom so successfully
maintained that even now, though a part
of the German empire, Bremen Is" a free
city and haa a free port.
A Magic stone.
From theGlssgow Herald.
A curious relic of old English magic was
sold last week with the Londesborough col
lection—the “black stone,” or magic specu
lum, of Dr. Dee, who was so notorious an
an astrologer in the times of Mary and
Elizabeth. Dr. Dee professed to be able to
calj his familiar spirits into this stone,
which magically reflected many strange
scenes and afforded glimpses inot" futurity.
It is mentioned in “Ifudibras” as the
“devil’s looking glass.” This stone is
merely a round piece of cannel coal, about
half.an inch thick, with a kind of handle
at one side, and is highly jioHshed. For
many years it was in the "collections of the
Duke oi Argyll, and thence to Horace
Walpole, whose label ami handwriting still
remain on the back of tho leathern case
enclosing the stone. It has now been sold
to a British archaeologist for X73,108.
wise for Hoard’s sake.’ Down that
pike we went, they shooting and I run
ning. Finally I became so excited in see
ing that wonderful stride, that tremen
dous fire, that wonderful reaching for the
ground in front, that tremendous hurling
away of it in the r ar, that condensation
of the hereditary of 2,000 years laid into
that little body, I became si inspired with
it that I reached back and motioned the
lieutenant to come on. He responded
with a shot from his revolver. Dip went
the bullets past my ear, but I paid no at
tention to them, so intent was I in watch
ing the little mare do her duty. By-und-
by I began to see the gap widen between
us, and then came this wonderful quslity
called endurance. Suppose her line of
heredity had failed in one particular? She
would have laid down by the road and
Hoard would have gone to Libby Prison,
if Iiis life had been spared.
“A ffew days afterward I was placed in
charge, along with others, of the prisoners.
Among them was a rebel lieutenant be
longing to the Twenty-fourth cavalry. I
found him a very congenial, pleasant man.
I liked him, and I did what I could to re
lieve his captivity, ami we got to talking
over the events of the battle, and finally
he said : ‘By the way, 1 had the eonfoinid-
edestrace I ever had in my life after a bat
tery sergeant.’ AVhen he said that my
heart was in my throat. He continued:
‘I would like to know where ha got his
home, for he was mounted for God’s sake.’
And 1 could have added, ‘and for Hoard’s
sake, too.’ Then I said to him, ‘did he
motion to you come on?’ and he said,
suddenly, ‘yes, he did; did you ever hear
anything about it?’ ‘O, no;’ but I ex
claimed, ‘shake!’ and he shook. ‘AVhy,’
I remarked, ‘I am tho huckleberry you
were alter that day.’ Anil his eves filled
up, and as lie gave me a grip of the hand,
he said, ‘well, I am g ad 1 didn’t hit you?’
“The captain wore shoulder straps and
Hoard didn't, and tho captain got the
mare, I saw tier about six months after
ward at Burlington, N. J. I never struck
her a blow in my life, and I sneak here in
behalf of that kindly sympathetic usage
that ought to lie between a man and his
horse. At the time I saw her I stepped
into tho paddock, and site was grazing
with a colt by lit r side, and I gently called,
•‘Little Girl.' 6he raised her head,
stopped one minute, and I said once more,
‘Lit- le Girl.’ She came across the paddock
on the run, left her colt nnd came up to
me anil stopped a minute about twenty
paces from me. After looking over me an
instant as I stood there, witli a" whinnie
that was as glad as the "cool’ of ti bahv
she came up to me ani[ caressed me with
her face as she used to do years before.
Then with a touch of maternal pride that
was almost human, she trotted across the
paddock to her colt and brought it hack
to show me.
“It was s ! x years nfterward, but she
knew me instantly, and yet she was the
most vicious animal that I ever Aaw in my
life. I threw her thirty times by the
Rarey process before I could reach that
one point that Rarer •alL for, the hand
ing forward of the "eai, and when I did
convince her that I was not going to hurt
her, that never should strike her a blow,
but that, in the nature of li mgs, she must
acknowledge me as her master when she
became convinced of that, her attachment
nd her fidelity were a» marked as that of
reel
goo
once said of her an exasperated German
shopkeeper at the time of the demise of
her husband. “She loves to worry people
and to give trouble, and she will keep on
living just to keep on making herself dis
agreeable.”
rt is said that she was once beautiful,
with a genuine royal beauty; tall, slender
ami gracelul. with brilliant evesainl tin. l v-
’formed shoulders, which she delighted In
displaying, covered with jewels, under the
low-cut corsages of her state toilets. But
that is so long ago that probably no on©
now living remembers the charms of her
prime. Her shoulders were her latest
point of vanity, and of late years she wore
false ones modeled in wax, the juncture
with the throat being concealed by a collar
necklace in diamonds or pearls. ’ But for
the last twenty years she has been little
more than a living skeleton, kept alive by
medical appliances, and too feeble to walk,
a fall that she once had at Baden Baden
some years ago having deprived her of the
power of locomotion.
A’et she has invariably and inflexibly
fulfilled her social duties as Empress.
Rolled in a wheeler chair to the entrance
of the throne room her attendants would
afterwnrd place her on the throne on the
days of grand ceremonials or the evenings
of grand balls. It was painful to see this
remnant of a woman installed in her place
of pride, the weird, withered face and still
shining eyes, emerging from a mass of
coslty stufis and apparently concentrating
The members of the two teams hat.
been sent to see several games lately anH
were accompanied by Sam Moi, who
plained the rules to them. Their practiS
game of yesterday showed that they h i
formed a very correct idea of the pffn.
ciples of baseball. Their greatest trouble
is their inahi ity to guage the ball when it
hounds. Otherwise they have reached a
degree of excellence as unexpected as it ia
pleasing to the promoters of the enter
prise. •
. - .. r „ The most ludicrous part of their Dm.
in them all the energy and vitality of the gramme is to see them run the bases their
hidden figure. . _ long cues standing out horizontally’ iron
twenty invited spectators a r -
man, seated on the rail of the grand
was so overpowered with hilarity that
roiled off to the ground, four feet be.
Tne ball went at least ten f*"
over the batsman’s head but if 1
struck at it, anil the catcher he
wi d dash for the sphere, which he hurl.il
with all his might toward first base Vi
Mongolians opened their throats and
out to the batter, “Who ya-a a-a!” whirl“ 8
choice Chinese for “too high.” The
ball pitched struck the wSlow-wielR!
the shin. Ho let out one yell ?
sounded like “wow-mack,” and y then
f4 ,f or base. Then came a mighty
kick. The pitcher, short stop and thill
baseman came in and held a spirited
vernation with the u mp re. They T'
nounced him in unmeasured terms
even intimated that he was a "ware, *
ga wayah.” The umpire explained. “Turn
a gatta,” commanded Mr. Moi, and tl.
game proceeded.
It used to take hours to prepare her for
one of these brief appearances, during
which her active participation was limited
to tiie exchange of a few scarce audible
phrases with Borne prominent guest or high
dignitary, after which she would disap
pear like an apparition. For some years
past she has been too feeble to bow to the
passers-by during her daily drives, so she
caused her carriage seat to be mounted on
rockers in such a way that a touch from
the foot of the lady in waiting, who sat
opposite to her, would cause the aged
Empress to bend forward at the right mo
ment.
She has always been, above all things,
the Queen Consort. Never a happy or lov
ing wife, wadded from political necessity,
and ruled with a rod of iron bv 'that des
potic martinet, her husband, she has never
been especially devoted to the two children
born of that loveless union. She has tak
en delight in tne exercise of her social
functions, first as Queen and afterward as
Empress.
She is aiso an intelligent woman, and is
well versed not only in German but in
French literature as well, always taking
care, with a certain degree of affectation,
to exchange a few words in public with
the French ambassador in his own
languuge at the great court, ceremonies.
She has always been fond of dree:, but
as an actreis is fond of her costumes, tak
ing great interest in arraying herself to
appear in public to play her part as a
sovereign. ThiB frail skeleton, wrapped
in an imperial mantle or shrouded in laces
and embroideries and jewels, showed like
the ghost of some vanished and ancient
dynasty at the grand official entertain
ment. "She was the She of Rider Haggard,
who has survived her lost passage through
the fire.
Southern Blockade Toilets.
From Dcmorcst’s Weekly.
“You should have seen me during the
war,” says Miss Spencer. "I looked too
awful for anything.”
“I did see you,” rejoined Mrs. Carrrol.
“A’ou remember when you were in the vil
lage to which you had flown from the bom
barded city. You had on a curtain-calico
be 1-spread, gorgeously flowered, made into
a dress, which you called a Pompadour
costume. And I remember, too, that the
dusky maiden of 12 who handed me a glass
of water, was attired in a tick dress of ex
quisite design, simple yet elegant. Of
this, too, I thought you seemed quite
proud.”
“I was proud to think how cleverly I
adapted myself to my circumstances. That
girl was in tatters. AH the calico that had
run the blockade was bought up, so I be
thought me of a wool mattress that I own
ed, anil 1 ripped it up and sold the wool to
be woven and made into clothing for the
soldiers, had the tick washed anil I made
it into two dresses and two apronB for Flo
ra.”
“Do you remember Mrs. Ashford’s bon
net, and how we all screamed at her as she
entered the room: “AVhere rn earth did
you get that new bonnet? Did it run the
blockade?” ‘No, indeed,’ she exclaimed,
proudly. ‘This is the same old bonnet
that tilled me with despair whenever I
looked at it—it did seem such a hopeless
case. I procured some black varnish and
give the straw two coals of it. I dyed the
laded old ribbon with pokeberry Juice, and
I made a cluster of buds out of pink tissue
paper and covered them witli a puff ol
black lace, and you sec the result of my
ingenuity.”
“I gave my flannel skirts to be utilized
for a soldier who was dying in tiie hospital
of consumption,” continued Miss Spencer,
“and, as a substitute, I made a skirt of a
heavy three-ply carpet. It was as heavy
as lead, of course, but it was the best that
could be done under the circumstances. I
made one also for Flora, nnd the dusky
maiden, as you call her, was very indig-
nent at being compelled to wear a carpet
skirt, and informed me that I had dressed
her in the mattress and the carpet, and
I don’t know what’s coming next she add
ed tearfully.”
# “Do you not remember," inquired Mrs.
a nog. She had high intelligence and a i Carroll, “Mrs. Pember’s description of her
high temper, and I souldn’t give a snap -lull dress toilet’ boots of untanned leather
for a horse that bad neithtr.”
Gnrttelil'a Tree.
From the Washington Star.
“This is Garfield’s tree,” said Mr. Smith,
pointing to a beautiful acacia. “AVhen
Garfield died the tree was stripped, and
its leaves sent to he entwined around his
coffin. You will notice that every shoot
the tree makes forms a triangle, the symbol
of Masonry. “That is Albert Pike’s tree,”
ei-ntinued Mr. Smith, pointing to a similar
tree not fifty feet distant. “You see we
have the North anil South well repre
sented, hut no feeling exists, for their roots
are interwoven, as we found some time ago
when digging up 1 he walk. General 1’ike
will he down in a few days to trim his
tree.”
Don 1
blowing
Catarrh Remedy
tied with thongs, woven homespun dress in
black and white blocks—the black, an old
•ilk, washed, s .raped with broken glass in
to a pulp, and then carded and spun: white
cuffs anil collar of bleached homespun;
and a hat plaited of rye straw, dyed hliek
with walnut juice, a shoe string for ribbon
to encircle it; and knitted worsted gloves
of three shades of green—the darkest bottle
shade licing around the wrist, while the
color ta|>ered to the loveliest color of the
pea at the finger tips. A’es, we were busy
women in those days. The noise of the
spinning wheel was heard throughout the
land, and the constant clip of the scissors
as we cut up our flannel skirts to make
shirts for the sick in the hoifpitals, and our
best dresses to be turned into drawing
gowns for them. AVe tore up our linen
•t .lim.11,1 cvervliodv hr hawking sheets to send for bandages, and we strip- 1 line network of bunboi
,g InS spitting/ but" ute 7 Dr. Sage ? i fwd our floors of carpets to make soldiers' j sell it to relic-hunting
h Remedy and he cured. 1 ulanketa.” • the price of a year’s Ii
their heads, while their white tunics flut-
ter in the breeze. John Chinaman is not
a graceful sprinter. He runs sideways
and the air is filled with his cries. If fl,,
play be a close one and he sees it is nip and
tuck which reaches the base first, he or the
ball, John don’t make the usual slide, not
much. He yells at the baseman, “Go de
tu dock,” while his coacher wildly shrieks,
*Y, a ma 8 a S°-" These remarks are
to inform tho baseman that he is in danger
of bodily harm unless he gets out of the
way.
Foolhardy Feat In a Menagerie.
From the South w ales Dally News.
An announcement made by the crier on
AVednesday evening that a man named
AVilliam Samuels, a local inn-keeper and
the champion boxer of AVales, would en
ter alone a desi of lions at Messrs. AVomb-
well’s menagerie, now at Swansea, caused
considerable excitement in the town and
drew a great crowd to the show. At 9
o’clock the band played “For he’s a jolly
good fellow,” and /then Samuels, ac
companied by Mr. > Bostock, the
manager of the show, walked up
to a den containing a lion and about
a dozen lionesses. A great crowd at once
assembled round the cagej Mr. Bostock
mounted a platform and informed the pub
lic that his old friend Samuels had volun
teered to perform a deed of daring sach as
had never been done in the menagerie
since its establishment in 1805. Air. Wilt
shire had, he said, recently at Cardiff en
tered the cage in company with Mmc. Hal
va, the lion tamer, and had by his action
caused a great sensation in (south AVales.
Bat Samuels was going to surpass this fest,
for,though urged to iet Mme. Saiva accom
pany him, he declined to enter the den stall
unless allowed to do so alone. This he now
was about to do. The announcement was
received with great cheering, though it
was evident that, on the part of many
present, there was a feeling of considerable
anxiety and alarm. Samuels, however,
seemed to share none of these feeling! of
uneasiness. Attired os a prize fighter, and
with a blue rosette on his breast, lie ap
peared at the entrance to the cage, and
cudgel in hand boldly entered it. The
lions appeared in no way to relish this in
trusion, and it looked os though Samuels
would have had a warmer welcome than
Iu- bargained fur. I'n-cc-ed apparently
with nerves of steel, the man walked un
daunted up to the end of the cage where
the animals were , huddled together
awaiting only tho slightest encouragement
to spring on the intruder and held his cud
gel threateningly before the nose of the
fiercest. Growls of rage greeted this act,
but Samuels, in no wsy discomposed,
walked among the animals and made them
fly right and left before him. This he did
several times, and on one occasion acted 60
rashly that grave fears were entertained
for his safety by those in charge of the ex
hibition. The-e—who. as a precaution,
were armed with red-hot irons—were ready
to act promptly, when Samuels again ob
tained the mastery over his savage com
panions, and allowed his fearlessness
of them by firing a loaded pistol at tne>r
faces. Then, his tourage maintained to
the last: lie went to the gate of the den
nnd waited in a dangerous position wniie
Mr. Bostock presented him, amid tne
cheers of those present, with a unique
chain composed of spade and crown, an
with a certificate reegrding the fact that
he had accompliahed his purpose, lmo
diatcly afterward the band played -
the Conquering Hero Comes.” and oao-
uels was borne in triumph oubof the me
nagerie nnd through the streets.
A Picturesque Batlioad.
Cuba Letter In Philadelphia ITesi.
The railroad to the mines runa along
coast, with high limestonecliffson one a
and the ocean on (h» other, «o close,
deed, that the waves dash their spray
the passing cars. If such a road •**
in the United States the company owning
it would photograph the beauties,
cursiunisls and bridal couples would n
its streams. As it is here the ral hem' 11 ''
ore is all it carries, and the chief pot
interest on the route in tlie eyes of_ lj>e ,,
lives is the fisherman’s hut in which
Tweed lived during the thiee month''. “
lay in hiding on the island. The hu
clay, thatched with palm leave*, and
back on a woefully barren^ strip 0
under a high limestone clifl. . ere
Tweed had no other companion tha
fisherman-landlord, and spent nt
desolately enough aa best he 0 f
dering up and down his nsrr ? w r ,*
beach. The familiar picture of Cato
ting among the rains of Carthage
more picturesque than that ol m oB
time ruler of New A ork city etffl* fjj.
the rock shore and watching h* h
naked native catching the evening „.. (B
beyond the first line of breakeri. ' .
Tweed left the i.ltnd he left the oa /
thing he bad of value, a silver poc f
with this fisherman, who covered 11 , p
fine network of bamboo and who ieI $t
Americans ev*n