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The Sylvania Telephone.
C. H. MEDLOCK, Editor and Pom.isher.
YOU. II.
A Holiday Wish.
Where green leaves let gold sunlight through,
Where winds grow tender as they sigh,
Where fleece ol white on strand ol bluo
Is all ol cloud and all ot sky,
Where bright things flit oa brighter wing,
Where yonng birds pause to rest and sing,
And glad and sweet is everything,
You dream tho hours away.
It I might hover like the gleam
Ot that bright slantiog ray, whose gold
Falls sott through shadow-light to beam
O’er brow and cheek and snowy (old;
If I might kiss youi dusky hair
From covert shade and hidden lair,
And leel your beauty everywhere
The livelong summer day—
I should not envy bird or flower,
I should not know this aching pa'n
That lasts tho length ol every hour,
And tells mo love is all in vain,
That in your life I have no part,
That lor my heart I gain no heart,
Though lips may sigh, though tears may start,
Though in despair I pray.
III might be the silent page
That feels the love-light of your eyes,
The record ol some happier age
Tnat fills your thoughts or wins your sighs—
If so I might engross your mind,
And in your soft contentment find
One thought, one hope, one glance as kind—
Oh, sweet, what should I say ?
Oh, tender winds, that kiss her hair;
Oh, birds, that sing you- love-songs sweet;
Oil, page, of subtler power tan mine,
That may her deep eyes hold and meet —
II you and I were more akin,
Which would her wayward lancy win,
II you might end and I begin
To woo her love to-day ?
— Harper’s Bazar.
LOTTA’S BURGLAR
It, was unprecedented at Erlsham for
the students to break out so late in the
term. Still more unprecedented was it
for a potent, grave and reverend senior
to have an? share in the mischief. Yet,
only three nights before commencement
the students “mide things howl,” and
Tom Anst: u her was head and front of
anoVay stations,” stbien fronvthe rail
road. They serenaded obnoxious mem
bers of the faculty in terms anything
but fiattering. They built a.huge bon
fire cn the campus and indulged in a
promiscuous song and dance perform
ance around it.
In the midst of the uproar there was
the cry of “Faculty! faculty!” followed
by au instant hu3h. The students scat
tered in all directions, Anstruther as
fast as any—faster, indeed, when he
found himself closely followed. His
particular pursuer appeared to be one of
the younger and more active of the pro
fessors, who quite caught the spirit of
the chase. Tom found it impossible to
shake him off. Was the valedictorian
of the graduating clas3 to be caught thus
ignominously ?
An open basement window gave him
an inspiration. lie sped past it; then,
doubling cleverly on bis foe, sprang
through it and laughed to bear his foot
steps grow fainter in hot pursuit up the
street.
Upstairs Lotta Desmond wa3 brush
ing out her pretty brown hair prepara
tory to retiring. On her daintily-frilled
toilet-table, looking oddly out of place,
lay Cousin Jim’s revolver. There had
been a great many jokes about that re
volver. Her uncle and cousin had sol
emnly installed Lotta as man of the
house during their absence. Jim had
reminded her of the exploits of brave
Mrs. Brown and plucky Mrs. Peters, as
recorded by the Dai'y Ch’onicle. The
first of these ladies had, alone nnd un
armed, held a burglar captive until help
came. The second, under like circum
stances, had completely routed two des
perate villains.
And Lotta bad demanded Jim’s pistol
and declared that she only longed fora
chance to emulate their heroism. And
Jim had promised to watch the papers
for a similar mention of daring Miss
Desmond.
So Lotta smiled when her eyes fell on
the pistol, for as yet no opportunity for
glory had come to her, and Jim would
be home to-morrow.
Just then her aunt came into the room,
fancying, as she had fancied every night
since her husband’s departure, that she
“heard a noise, and would dear Lotta,
who was so fearless, mind going down
stairs to investigate?”
So Lotta thrust her little bare feet into
slippers, threw on a wrapper and sallied
forth, pistol in hand.
Aunt Lucy detained her with a last
word -in case it should be any one, to
let her know immediately; but other
wise not to disturb her, as she was ex
tremely fatigued.
With a dim recollection that the
dining room window had not been
closed, the young girl made her noiseless
way thither at once. The gas had been
put out and a miserable candle left burn
ing. What Lotta saw by its dim light
was a tall young man, rather roughly
clad.
Alas! Tom, usually something of a
SYLVANIA, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, AUGUST 31, 1880.
dandy, had that night donned his poor
est array, his hair disordered, his
clothes grimed with dust and soot, from
which not even his lace had escaped,
coolly examining her uncle’s silver.
Spirit of Mrs. Brown and Mrs.—the
other lady—inspire her.
“ Drop that or I fire!”
Tom turned with a start. What he
saw was a pretty girl in charming neg
lige, whose voice and hand both shook
a3 she uttered this doughty threat, and
in whose face a certain timid determina
tion, a iook of one frightened at her own
daring, appealed to his sense of humor.
But it would never do to laugh at her.
Besides, that pistol in her uncertain, un
familiar hand was no joke. So he said,
with due humility:
“I surrender. But for heaven’s sake
put up that revolver! You are as likely
to shoot yourself as me."
“Not at all,” evidently nettled. “I
am perfectly accustomed to using it.”
Need it be said that this was a de
liberate lie, uttered with intent of strik
ing terror to the bosom of the robber?
For the same purpose Lotta continued
to level her pistol and eye him with
outward severity and not a few inward
tremors, thinking withal that your
housebreaker is not the bold desperado
lie is painted. Still keeping watch over
one is weary work, heigh-ho! Tom
rapidly determined to see the adventure
through. Time enough to make his
escape should she call for help orshould
any fresh complication arise. He hoped
she was not going to keep standing all
night. Presently he ventures to suggest
that she could mount guard over him
quite as well seated.
Lotta assented gladly. Her burglar
was quite a model, she thought. And
why should she incumber herself longer
with that unnecessary pistol, of which,
she acknowledged to herself, she was
much more afraid than was her pris
oner?
Accordingly she laid it carefully down
within reach. Then, with what seemed
to Tom a most amazing underrating
his strength, she announced her in
tention of holding him until assistance
should arrive.
; To him the situation was not without
“
sitting next us and holding our hands—
and that she was pretty, exceedingly
pretty, Anstruther managed to satisfy
himself in spite of the stingy light.
Onceor twice he addressed a remark
to his fair captor, but she discouraged
all attempt at conversation. Ana so
they sat in" silence, while the candle
burned low and finally went out, and
the cold gray light of dawn crept into the
room. Even this did not cause Lotta
to change her position. And, looking
curiously at her, the young man discov
ered that his stern guardian was asleep!
How long and dark were the lashes
resting on the fair cheek, he thought,
gazing down at the sweet, peaceful face
framed in its wealth of nut-brown hair.
Surely none of the young lady’s ball
dresses cculd set off her beauty as did
that old blue wrapper.
Tom was strongly tempted, in his
character of robber, to steal a kiss, but
there was a certain odd chivalry in his
composition that kept him from taking
any advantage of her unconsciousness.
He withdrew his hand from hers with
out awakening her—such cold, little,soft
hands! And no wonder. The chill breath
of early morning made him shiver, al
though it was June.
He might as well make her comfort
able before he went. He groped his
way into the hall. On the hat-stand
lay a heavy shawl. In it he wrapped
his unconscious captor as well as he
could, then left through the still open
window.
If Miss Desmond was not the belle of
the college ball it was because, strictly
speaking, there are no longer belles at
balls. But, in the language of the other
young ladies, she “ received a great deal
of attention.” And how she did enjoy
herself!
About the eleventh hour Cousin Jim
begged to introduce his friend, Mr.
Anstruther.
Lotta’s large eyes grew larger with
astonishment. Mr. Anstruther com
posedly requested the pleasure of a
dance, and before she could collect her
self sufficiently to refuse, his arm en
circled her and they were gliding over
the polished floor in perfect time and
measure.
“You have my step exactly,” said
Miss Desmond, when they stopped.
“Have I? Then it must be by direct
inspiration, for I never was known to
keep time with any one before.”
Now did ever a man waltz to perfec
tion without knowing it? Lotta looked
at him a little contemptuously. Her
thought did hioi injustice. Tom was
not affecting modesty, only making talk
to keep off the question he expected.
“May I take you into the library ?
There is an anxious-looking youth I
should like to avoid. I suspect that 1
have stolen his dance.”
“ If you have you are only pursuing
your profession as a robber,” laughed
“ONWARD AND UPWARD.”
Mias Desmond. “ What were you doing
that night in uncle’s dining-room?"
Then it all came out, and Tom ex
plained and apologized, seated in an
alcove of the great college library.
“ And bow frightened you were when
I and the pistol appeared on the scene!”
said the young lady, maliciously.
: I was not!”—indignantly.
z You turned very pale.”
z Then we must have been a well
matched pair for courage. The pistol
shook so in your hand that I was afraid
it would go off accidentally. That was
the worst feature of the case, for I do
not believe yet that you would have
been bloodthirsty enough bo shoot me.”
“ I am sure I would not. I was im
mensely relieved to wake up and find
my captive fled.”
“ What did you do?”
“Counted the spoons and went to
bed.”
“ The spoons were all right. There
was but one thing stolen that night.”
“Mercy! what was that?”
“Only the burglar’s heart’’—senti
mentally.
Lotta looked at him and began to
laugh. Then she said:
“You might advertise for it as people
do for stolen articles. And you might
say, ‘Of no value to any one but the
owner. 1 11
“ Thank you, but I am not sure that I
want it returned,” said Anstruther,
laughing, too, but letting his eye3 rest
upon her fair face until the warm color
surged up beneath his gaze.
f( f Thou hast a thiel iu either eye
Would steal it back again,’ ”
he quoted, low.
Lotta was a little glad as well as a
good deal sorry that her ill-used partner
at this moment appeared in the door
way.
“Before that fellow comes can’tgyou
promise me one more dance ?” murmured
Anstruther.
“ I am engaged lor al! but the last. I
can give you that one if you are going to
stay till the end.”
How Miss Desmond contrived to
pacify the rightful claimant, and how
partner succeeded partner till the end
of theeveniug, need rot be told. It is
dione with Tom. And then
Tobi’s woisi, enemy could nod criticise
his dancing.
As he relinquished her to her cousin’s
care, Anstruther heaved a sigh of exag
gerated but very real regret.
Then Lotta put out an impulsive little
hand and said hastily:
“Mr. Burglar, if you can conquer
your fancy for entering people's win
dows enough to call in a more orthodox
way, I shall be pleased to see you.”
“ Thank you,” murmured Anstruther,
pressing the soft warm hand with quick
unnecessary warmth.
“ Happy the wooing that’s not long a-doing.”
The acquaintance so oddly begun was
prosecuted with ardor. Lotta’s burglar
laid hot siege to her affections, and be
tore long induced her to set up house
keeping—I had almost written house
breaking—with him.
Burdette's Boy.
Bob Burdette, the Burlington Hawkeye
humorist, has a two-year-old son, and,
ike his father, he is a very busy fellow.
His fond parent thus describes one day’s
The boy runs about 150 miles a day,
wouldn’t quit then if it didn’t grow
lie is very busy. He has all the
care of me, and in addition to his regu
lar routine duties, he manages a thou
sand things no one else would think of.
Yesterday morning, before ten o’clock,
he picked and ate. regardless of maturity
or color, a pint of wild strawberries;
followed a wagon half a mile down the
road, got lost in the ■woods, choked up
the fountain with gravel, fell out of a
hammock, stung himself with a bee,
ate some strange-looking berries that his
mother knows are deadly poison, played
with a mad dog (his aunt says she knows
it was mail), talked to a tramp who
came to kidnap him (it was an honest
farmer coming in to the circus, but the
boy's aunt and mother united on the
tramp and kidnaper theory), stepped
on a red lizard, built a dam and fell into
the brook. I helped him build the dam;
in fact, I confess that I built the greati r
part of it and enticed the prince to assist,
but he fell into the brook himself, and
all statements to the effect that I pushed
him in and laughed at him and encour
aged him to enjoy it are simply cam
paign stories circulated for political ef
fect.
John Dickson, believed to be the last
representative of the famous regiment
of “Scots Greys” who charged so gal
lantly at Waterloo, has just died in
England. He was ninety-one years old,
and to the last day ol his life took a keen
and intelligent interest in public affairs.
There is a pig at Jerseyville, Ill..with
two distinct bodies, eight legs and only
one head. A horse at Granville, Ky.,
and a eat at Rochester, N. Y., have two
perfect tails apiece. A dog at Milwau
kee has six legs and a calf at Omaha has
no legs at all.
CURRENT NOTES.
The manufacture of paper bricks is
said to be carried on extensively in the
West, and especially in California,
where the best fibrous materia) is pro
vided. The quality of the bricks render
them well adapted for building pur
poses. The Chinese make the soles of
their shoes of paper similarly prepared.
A curious fish, known as the Chras
modms Niger, ha3 been received at the
Smithsonian institute, Washington. Its
prominent peculiarity is its ability to
swallow fish of twice its size and four
times its own weight. It has a very
largemouth, and Its stomach is of course
wonderfully elastic. When digestion
begins and gases are formed its stomach
becomes so distended that the other or
gans are temporarily paralyzed, and
thus the creature can easily be caught
This specimen is ten inches long, and
has in its stomach a codfish eighteen
inches long, but of course doubled up.
A girl astonished an audience in a
London theater two years ago by jump
ing from a high bridge at the back of
the stage, landing gracefully on the
floor, and then executing a dance, which
was varied by leaps of twenty feet in
the air. The performance of Ariel, as
she was called, were for a wnile the
theatrical wonder of the town. They
weie done by means of a jumping ap
paratus, invented by her husband,
Walter Dando. He subsequently ap
plied the machinery to other dancers in
London and Baris, and several dupli
cates of Ariel will soon be seen in
America.
The small boy has a good friend in
the supreme court of Kansas. A rail
road company was sued for injuries re
ceived by a boy while playing upon a
turn-table, and the court held that, as
everybody knows that by nature and in
stinct boys love to ride, and will cling
to the rear of wagons, ride upon swings
and swinging gates, ride upon cellar
doors and steel rails, and even pay to
ride ur >n imitation horses, they should
actrdingly. No person .lias a right
^ ^ danggrgus m|rhjeer'PCgJ<'fiJaLcd.
^ ogainstal^icger,and the person
foiling to do so is guilty of negligence.
The boy was awarded damages.
The length of the Egyptian obelisk
which has come to stay in New York is
sixty-nine feet six inches; it is seven
feet eight inches square at the base, and
five feet five and three-quarter inches at
the top. The foundation is seventeen
feet six inches square. The lower step
is twenty and three-quarter inches high,
nineteen and three-quarter inches wide.
The second step is nineteen inches high,
thirteen and a quarter inches wide. The
third step is seventeen inches high, sev
enteen and three-quarter inches wide.
Upon this foundation the pedestal upon
which the needle rests is placed. This
pedestal is six feet ten inches high, nine
feet four inches square at the base, and
nine feet and three-quartfrs of an inch
square at the top.
John H. Burke, of San Francisco, has
complained to the board of equalization
that the 3ix Chinese companies are not
properly assessed. He claims that all,
or nearly all, of the Chinese in the United
States, British Columbia and the Sand
wich islands are contracted for as slaves
or serfs; and furthermore, that the
Chinese coming to this country become
indebted to one or the other of said com
panies and their bodies are held respon
sible for payment; that the said com
panies hold absolute control over the
lives and liberties ol the Chinese, and
execute the decrees of their own private
courts to the exclusion of the constituted
authorities; that they have hereby
built up and maintained an independent
government, and are at war with the in
terests and laws of the people of Cali
fornia. He states that in 1878 the six
companies controlled 149,600 Chinese,
and at present control 223,000, and that
the obligations of these Chinese are in
the nature of solvent credits held by the
six companies, and sliculd be so as
sessed under the law. The complainant
then asks that the personal assessment
roll of the six companies be raised to
$22,300,000. lie assesses each company
in the following amounts; Sam Yup,
$1,515,000; Yung Wo, $1,530,000; Rung
Chow, $2,250,000; NingYumr, $11,250,
000; Yan Wo, $615,000; Hop Wo,
$5,110,000; total, $22,300,0JO.
The New York Tomb3 has never had
but one gallows builder, who began
forty years ago, when a young carpenter,
and is now rather an old man. lie de
manded as an important feature in the
arrangement that his name should be
kept secret, and in this point he has
been successful. He now has an assist
ant !o do the work, which he personally
superintends.
If all men were perfect, what a mon
otonous world this would be, to be sure!
The few of us that are perfect now
would have nobody to find fault with
or laugh at .—Boston Transcript.
The Dogfish.
Everywhere there was the most exe
crable character of the dogfish. His
looks have nothing to say in his favor.
This pest of the whole coast is, perhaps,
two feet long, with a weight of three to
five pounds, a rough, leathery skin, no
scales, a long, pointed snout, and mouth
underneath, like a shark’s, so that he
turns upon his back to bite. It is not
simply that he chases other species—for
all the finny tribes have their annimosi
ties and victims—but he is omnipresent;
his skin excoriates the hands if it be
touched; he finds means to drive deep
in and draw blool with a cruel thorn,
which is said to be poisonous, and he is
good for nothing himself. Such, at
least, i3 the contemporaneous estimate
of his value; “but these eccentric an
eestors of ours,” said Middleton, “must
take it upon themselves to think other
wise. It is not strange they should have
differed from us in their ileas of relig
ion, government and political economy
when we find them having such unac
countable stomachs as this;” and he
quoted to incredulous ears around him
an early voyager who set down in his
journal that with sassafras he ha3 cured
a surfeit of one of his men, which was
brought on by “ eating the belli s of
dogfish—a very delicious meat.”
The clear bottom about the fish -house
aud wharf, wherever he went, was paved
with heads and small waste portions of
the others, to be sluiced out by the tides;
but the dogfish lay there at full length,
with an ugly foiled desperado air in
death; and he felt his foot, as it were,
above an arrant bully and rascal, as he
looked down and pronounce! a mental
sic semper tyrannis over him. The water
on these coasts wa3 excessively cold, so
that it was rare that even the veteran
fishermen could swim. One day, in a
cruise in a specially chartered juger,
well out to sea toward Mount Desert
rock, though he knew the temperature
of the water well, he would have jumped
overboard lor the refreshment of a hasty
dip in it, but he was deterred, not to
much by the usual bu gbear of sharks as
that of these same dogfish again. He
was told a st^r.tring ep isode of tw o
rasa, Matini'c*
rock—a lite of Matin 'eus—ia the
.
autumn fortne popular diversion among
the islanders of shooting wild fowl.
Shortly after they had landed their dory
went adrift and they saw it a short dis
tance off.
“Stop,” said one of them, throw
ing down his gun; “I will swim out
and bring it back.”
He had gone but twenty feet from the
shore when he was seen to struggle
violently and throw up his hands with
a wild, despairing cry: “ My God,” he
said, “ the dogfish! Shoot me and don’t
let me suffer.” But they devoured him
piecemeal, as the story went, and his
companion could only look on in helpless
horror at his fate — W. H. Bishop, in Har
par's Magazine.
Where the Orphan Found a Home.
A few days ago a boy about ten years
of age, lame and sickly, who had been
living with his mother in rooms in the
city, found himself alone in the world.
The lad wa3 too ill to ride in the one
poor carriage which followed he body
to the grave, yet no one thought his
condition serious. After the funeral a
number of persons gathered in the
poverty-stricken room where he lay
weeping to see what disposition could
be made of him.
“ If he wasn’t lame I’d take him into
my family,” observed one of the men in
a tone that seemed to show he blamed
the boy for his misfortune.
“ Well, it’s awful hard,” sighed one
of the women, “ but I know he couldn’t
get along with my children.”
“ Nor with mine,” added a second.
“If I should take him he’d run up a
big doctor’s bill on me,” said a man as
he filled his pipe.
Each and every one had some excuse.
The boy heard them all without a word,
but with quivering chin and eyes full ol
ears. Under one pretext aud another
all slipped out and left him alone, prom
ising to have another talk in the morn
ing. Perhaps that night before they
closed their eyes in sleep some of them
thought of the poor lad lying in the
dreary room alone and almost helpless,
but if so, none of them went near him.
Late in the morning a woman living on
the same floor went in to see if he might
not want a bite to eat, and the question
of who should take care of him was
settle.!. God had taken him. Hugged
close to the wall, as if he feared the
midnight shadows, and witli eye-lashes
yet wet, he was dead and cold, no
longer a burden to any one. The boy
too lame to be taken care of on earth—
too feeble to earn the crusts that some
one would have given him—had a home
better than the best. When they knew
that he died alone, women bent over
him and wept. When they lifted his
wasted body from the bed, men’s cor -
sciences smote them for their harsh
words, but it was too late. He h i t
gone from earth feeling that there v, as
no mercy in the human heart.— Detroit
Free Press.
TERMS— $1 50 per Year.
NO. 6.
Sunshine.
An ol 1 barn-chamber heaped with new-mown
hay,
And swallows’ nests along the mossy eavos;
The sleepy sunshine lies there all the day—
Its gilds tho cobwebs' misty lace of gray
And fliokers thro’ the faded clover loaves.
Back in the corner shadows dark and tall
Beckon to elm-boughs waving by the orchard
wall.
No sound but swallows flj ing to and fro,
Or tinkle of a boil in pasture near.
Solt shadows on tho hillside come and go.
While over heights of blue sweep, still and
slow,
White wreaths of cloud that melt and dis
appear .
Under the hill a thin smoke rises, curled
Like incense from the altar ot a peaceful
world.
—Mabel S Emery, in Good Company.
MISCELLANEOUS.
A good prophet—100 per cent.
The Chinese plank—An ironing board.
“ I am shocked,” as the cue gram re
marked .—Marathon Independent.
The Rome Sentinel thinks it is a great
deal easier and much safer to take time
by the forelock than to take a mule by
the fetlock
The main stairway in George Peabody
Wetmore’s house at Newport cost $40,
000. The wood was imported, and is
carved in the Florentine style.
The average time consumed by sailing
vessels in making the voyage from New
York to San Francisco, via Cape Horn,
is 125 days. Returning, the average
time is 110 days.
When a man wants to make his enemy
unhappy, he poisons his enemy’s dog,
but a woman chooses a very different
way to make her enemy unhappy. She
buys some new clothes that her enemy
can't afford, and sits in front of her
enemy at church.—Middletown Tran
script.
The crown of William Penn’s hat,
which is to adorn his thirty-six foot
statue surmounting the new Philadel
phia public building, will be just 535
feet frorj^S-pWemSBk The highetU
lowers which b°re yet ha
are those of tne Coir*
which have present Yieigu, _____
at a
feet 11 inches.
Blowinq up a Transport.
The Panama St ir and Herald tells
how one of the Chilian vessels lying
before Callao was blown up by a tor
pedo. The plan adopted by the Peru
vians wa3 as follows: A Peruvian officer
took an ordinary fruit boat, put a tor
pedo in the bottom, resting on springs
kept down by the weight of the cargo.
He then loaded it with a very choice as
sortment of camotes, yucas, chirimoyas,
granadillas, fowls, turkeys, green vege
tables, etc., and towing it out toward
the blockading squadron before day
light, set it adrift. All day long the
launch floated about, but the Chilians
could not see it, until about five o’clock
in the evtning. Fearing it would fall
into neutral hands, a boat was sent out
to bring it back. The Loa was doing
duty,and seeing the boat from shore mak
ing toward the neutral vessels, caught
sight of the launch and at once turned
toward it. Seeing this the boat from
shore beat a hasty retreat. The Loa
owered two boat- to fetch in the prize,
and it was brought alongside and the
discharge at once began. As the weight
in the launch was diminished the ma
chinery in connection with the torpe
does was set free, and in a moment three
hundred pounds of dynamite were ex
ploded, and the Loa was almost lifted
out of the water. The effect, as de
scribed by those who were watching the
operation with breathless interest from
the shore, was dreadful. Every house
in Callao was shaken to its foundations,
and every ship in the bay shivered as
though a feat fill earthquake had spent
its fury beneath them. The fated ship
appeared as if enveloped in one mass of
flame, which resolved itself into dense
clouds of black smoke. When this
cleared away, she seemed not to have
suffered, but suddenly she was observed
to sink at the stern, while her bows
went high in the air, and the Loa disap
peared forever.
While all this was going on, the
Blanco Encalada and the Iluasear were
in their accustomed positions, some
eight miles distant, too far off to render
any assistance to their unhappy com
rades, or such of them as were left
struggling ia the water. The boats of
the Thetis, Penguin, Ala ka, Deeres
and Garibaldi were quickly lowered,
and proceeded to the scene of the terrible
event. The two first-named ships suc
ceeded in picking up thirty, the Alaska
one, the Deeres three or four, the Gari
baldi six, making about forty in all. At
leastone hundred and fifty men perished.
The only officers saved are the second
commander (wounded), the doctor and
one engineer.
The explosion occurred very close to
the anchorage of the neutral squadron,
and the disaster might very easily have
happened to one of them. The boat re
sembles tlie ordinary fruiters, which
might accidentally have broken adrilt
and got out to sea.