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PRICE FIVE CENTS ATLANTA. GA.. TUESDAY MORNING MARCH 8, 1887 VOL. XVIII. DO YOU WANT $1007 Wc call attention to out plan fordistriimttng a box full of presents to our Mends, described on I the last column of page aii.'of this week's tone. We want every subscriber to share in theeo| presents. The plan is simplo. Yon send ns a new sain | Bcribcr. Your name is at once written on a tag and put in our box of presort*. On April 1,1 the box is shaken and the tags mixed up, and ■ committeo draws out a tag. The name on that tag gets the (100 present. The second tag the $30—and so on till all the presents are taken, Of course every person who sends a subscriber Will not get a present, but every one will! HAVE art equal chance. The lady who sends one subscriber may get the (100. Somxbody Butaev WILL. Why not you? Bemember your name goes in once for every subscriber you send, and once for your own subscription If yon rood live subscribers at one dollar etch] you got one of our superb pictures free. For Hvo subscribers at $1.00 each, by adding $153, a watch and chain, For ten subscribers at (1.00 each, and at one time, awatch and chain free. In each case your name goes in our present box | for every namo you send. how wo urge every subscriber to be ropre seated in our present box, and to seed in tub] names eably so as to avoid the rush at the bed or makcii. Our Chsistmas, New Yeas and Feesent Boxes were so popular that we hero decided to have one for March, As this is the last one wo will have, we urge all our subserb bon to get up a (dub so as to bo represented in this. Thors ia mot one of oua 93,000 subserb hers who cannot get one subscriber—that one subscriber may get yon (100.* The box is closed March 31st,promptly. No names will go into the box except thoso sent in during the month Of March. JPUF? SflORY <§>Or?NEI^ THE DEFENDANT’S ACCOMPLICE From the Toronto Mall. During tho month of February, 1853, Seth Damon, of Acton, instituted an action at law against Gabriel Butterworth, of the same town, for tho recovery of thirty thousand dollars, of which ho clalmod that said Butterworth had defrauded him. The circumstances were these: Butterworth owned and kept the principal r store In Acton, and though ho had novor boon regarded os an exemplary gentleman, his honor in business had not been impugnod. Thoso who had tho faculty of looking upon tho undorcur, rents of human actions decided that ho was a man not bound by honor, but who understood the laws of soir.;..tcre»t too welt L> lie guilty of small meannesses in business. What ho was capablo of doing on a grand scalo was not mooted until tho occurrence of which I am about to speak. Seth Damon had removed from Edsonto Ac. ten in the fall, and had purchased the iron works. Shortly after concluding the purchase, ho had a payment of thirty thousand dollars to make, and late on a Saturday afternoon bo arrived from New York with tho money, part of it in bank notes, and part of it in gold. When he arrived ho found that tho parties to whom the money was to bo paid had loft town, and would not return till Mon- r Hoy. Mr. Butterworth had tho only reliabio safety vault in town, and to Mr. Butterworth Damon took tho thirty thounnd dollars, ask. ing permission to lodge it in his vault over tho ISabbatb, which permission was readily and cheerfully granted. Daring Sanday nigbt tbe people of the vil. logo were aroused by the alarm of dre; and upon Matting ont it was fonnd that the alarm came from Bntterworth’s store, hut Mr. Butterworth tiad been actlvo. He had discovered the fire in season, and, with the assistance of his boys had pnt it ont before much damage had been done. Upon looking over tho prom, iscs it was found that tbe Are had not only been tho work of an incendiary, but that it had been Mt in several different places. "How fortunate,” said the owner, “that I -discovered it in season.” Bat very soon another discovery was made. 'The safety-vanli had been broken open, and -every dollar it had contained stolen away! Hero was alarm and consternation. Gabriel Butterworth seemed fit to go crasy. “For myself I care not,” ho cried. ‘‘A few hundrcdawerealll had in there; but my frieud had a great sum!” Immediately search for tbe robber, or robbers,- was instituted, and word, waa sant far and near to ail sheriffs and their deputies, and to the police of the cltiea. brother's, in Dnnitabla I had loft my hired team at tho stable, and on my wav to my hoarding boon I paired the atore of Mr. Bat- tcrwoith. In tho back yard of tho store was a horse-trough, and, being Shinty, I stepped around that way to get a draught of water. Ji si stooped to drink at the spout of tho fonn* tain I saw a gleam of light through a crevice in the shatters of ono of tho store windows. ■Cariosity impelled me to go and peer through; fori wondered who could be in there at that hour of a Sunday night. The crevice was quite largo, made by a snaring away of tho edges of the shatters where they had been canght by tbe hooks that held them hack when open, and through it I looked into the store. I looked upon tho mil within which the atfetT-vanlt indl saw the vanlt open, and I taw tterworth at work therein. I saw into his breast pocket, it two or three smtl canvas hags, and sat them upon the floor by the door that opened toward his dwalling. As I -saw him approaching this onter door a second -time I thought he might come out, end I went <iarav. It was an hoar afterward that I heard tho alarm of fire. And it waa mot nntil the follosrieg morning tint I heard of the robbery cf the nib. I was placed in e critical position: bat I had f. duty to perform. I went to Mr. Damon, and told him what I had aeon; and also gave him liberty to call upon me for my teaffmoey n public when he should need It. Until I should « called upon I waa to hold my silence. While the officers ireie hunting hither and thither Mr. Damon kept a etrict watch upon tbe movements of Mr. Buttenrerth. and at length detected Urn in tbe act of depositing a large sum of money In a bank in BoffUo. His action immediately followed, and Butterworth wis arretted. This Is the way matters stood when I was Jbim pnt large packages int -and I saw him bring ont cental bags, and set them e ^■toappear before the grand Jury at Wiltonbnrg. I went there in company srith Mr. Damon, and aecarcd lodgings at the Sabine house. It was a small inn, well and comforta bly kept, and frequented by patrons of molar- ate meins. There were two public houses of more fashionable pretentions in the place. It waa on tho afternoon of Monday, the 14th day of February, that I took quarters at tbe Sabine house, and after tea I requested the land lord to bnlld a fire in my room, which bo did; and he also famished me with a good lamp. Ie was eight o’clock, and I sat at the tsble engaged in reading, when some one rapped at my door I said, “Como in.” and a young man named La ban Shaw, entered, bringing his carpet bag in hlsband. ThisShaw I kail known very wcllaan clerk of Gabriel Butterworth, bnt I had novor been intimate with him from tho fact that I had never liked him. Ho must have seen the ook of diapleasure upon my face, for he quick ly said: "Ftrdon me, Mr. W’atson, I don't moan to in trude. I have come down to be present at the examination tomorrow—summoned by Butter* worth’s man, of coarse—and I got hero too late to get a room with a stove in it; and, worse slili, I must take a room with another bod in it, and with a stranger for company. And so, may I just warm my fingers and toes by yonr fire, and leave my carpet bag under your bod?” He langbed when ha spoke of the carpet bag; bat yet he did not know what sort of faculty bis stranger room-mate might have for gettlog up and walking off in the night. alluding to tho business which had brought tho pair of us to Wiltouburg. His conversation area pleasant, and I really came to llko the fal low; and I thought of myself that I had been ” * against him without cause. At I had been in bed bnt a little while, when another rap upon tho door disturbed me; and to my demand of what was wanted I received an swer from Laban Shaw. He .bade mo not to light a lamp. He had only come for hia night gown. Ho could got it in the dark/ I arose and unlocked my door, and hia apologies were many and earnest. He always slept, in winter, in a flannel night gown, ana he had thought lessly left it in his carpet bag. He was sorry, very sorry. He hsd thought to try to sleep without it rather than disturb me; bnthlsroom was cold, and 1 cut him abort, and told him there was no tho fire was all right, I offered to light a match for him, bnt ho odd ho had got his dress, and all eras right. He then went out, and I closed end locked the door after him, and then got back into back. Bntlwasnottosloop. I had boon very sleepy when Shaw disturbed me; butan entirely differ- ent feeling possessed me now. First came a nervous twitching in my limbs, a “crawly” feeling, as some express it; that sensation which induces gaping sad yawning, but which no amount of yawning could now subduo. By- aud-byo a sense cf nightmare stole upon mo; anil, though, perfectly awake, a sonso us of im pending danger possessed mo. At loogfii in un ccmfortablo did i bccomo in my recumbout po sition. that 1 arose and lighted my lamp, re- rolled to replenish my fire, and dress myself, and tee if I could read away my nervous fit. that do for my slti opera, my Inch lay u attention was ends. 1 brought tho lamp, and took a more careful surrey. The string was a fine silken trout-line, new and strong, one end of which disappeared beneath the bed, and the other be* ncath the door. In my then present condition I was suspicious of evil, and my senses were painfhllykeen. liaising the hangtngedgeof the coverlet I looked under the bed. The ear* pet bag which Laban Shaw had left there, part ly open, with the silken line leadlng'out from it. what could it mean? Had the man acci dently carried the end of tbe line away with hia night-dress without noticing it? 1 drew the bag out from beneath the bed, and as I hold its Jaws apart 1 saw, within, a donblo-bareiod trlggcrj! And 1 saw that tbe mozzlo of tbe pistol barrels were Inserted into the end of an oblong box, or case, of galvanized iron. And I comprehended, too," ” that string might I and, therefore, that >, that a very slight pall upon htvo discharged the pistol, ta man onteldo of my door might have done that thing. For a little time my hands trembled so that I dared net touch the infernal contrivance; but aa carefully aa possible, I eased down tho ham! mere of tbe pistol, after which I drew it from the Iron case. I had just done this when I heard a slop in tho hall outaido my door. Quick aa thought I sprang np, and turned tho kev, and throw tho door open; and before me, re vealed, by tho light of my lamp, eteod Laban Shaw. Ho was frightened when he eaw me, and trembled like an aapen. I wae stronger than he at any time, and now he wasachildin my hands. I grasped him by the collar, and dragged him into my room; and I pointed the doubto-btrretod pistol at his breast; and I told him 1 would shoot him aa 1 would shoot a dog if he gave me occasion. He we■ abject and terrified. Like a whipped car he crawled at my feet, and begged for rcy. Hie master had hired him to do it with promise of great reward. It had transpired hat my testimony before the Jury would be conclusive of Buttcrworth’sgnut, and Butter- worth bad taken this means to get rid of mo. In bis great terror, the poor accomplice made a full confession; and when be had told all, I released my grasp. He begged that I would let him go; bat I dared not—my duty would not allow it. I tang the bell, and in time the hostler, who slept in the office, answered my summon*. I sent him for an oBcer, and at length had the satisfaction of seeing my pris oner ted safely array. On the following day tho carpet bag ml taken before the grand jnry, and the iron case examined by an experienced chemist assisted by an eld armorer from tho arsenal. It wu found to contain a fulminate of mercury, mixed with bits of iron; andit wiatheopinion of both the chemist and the armorer that tbe power of the terrific explosive agent, had it been t»- nlttd, si it waa placed, beneath my bed, would not only have been sufficient to blow me to atoms, bat that it would also have literally stripped end shivered to fragments ail of the house above it. And a single poll of that silken string would have been sufficient to this horrible end! And bnt for my nervous waking—my incubus of foreboding—the destroyer would have come; the fatal cord would hare been touched; the mine sprung; end I should here bees launched into eternity as nnon the lightning's bolt! And so Gabriel Butterworth did not procure tbe destruction of my testimony, but, through that testimony, the grand Jury found cause for indictment of fir graver character than had at lint been anticipated: and of those graver charges he sraa convicted. Beth Damon received bade the foU sum he bed entrusted to the false man’s cere, end shortly eftenrard I entered Into bejtnsaa srith him: end today Seth Damon and I are partners. Laban Shaw came oat from prison end went to Idaho. I have not heard of him since. Gabriel Batter- worth did net lire to lem eat his fall term of A COSTA BICAN MYSTERY. By Wallace 1*. Bead. For The Constitution. “Yea,” said the padre, “there, ere ancient ruins in Coats Rica, and they are as interesting as those in Yncatsn.” We were on a hunting expedition in tbe In terior, and after losing our way in the Costa Btcan mountains, wo had fortunately stumbled upon tho padre in tho littlo hamlet of San Bias. Our heat reminded.us of tho Jolly old Spanish friars in tho story books. He was a round, dampy, fit and oily follow, with a perpetual grin on hia face and a merry twinkle in hie bcad-llke black eyes. The padre liked Americans, and as there were only half a dozen of ns, ho Insisted that we should spend a day or two with him. It waa while wo were resting under his hospi table roof that the snbjeot of pre-hlitoric ruins came np. The padre's remark abont the ancient rnins in Coats Bica was drawn ont by my warm tribute to the old civilization of Yucatan. “You find nothing in onr country,” said the padre discontentedly, “because you do not look for it. What do yon Ameri cana know of Costa Bios? You land at a seaport, and perhaps tako a ran of twenty miles inland. The row of a Jaguar drives yon back. Our big serpent# frighten you. Some- times you get lost, and then yon harry back to tbe coast. No, you know nothing cor ' the mysteries of this womietfol land.” Wo aamitto d onr fgnonneo, and begged tho genial priest to enlighten ns. “I cannot tell you much,” said tbe padre. “It would tako a lifetime to unlock the aoorete of thcce mountain.guarded valleys. Whenoo came onr white Indiana? They ha' gold, blno eyes and Air faces. _ _ of yonr hunters fired into a clump of I came onr white Indiana? Theyhavo locks of os. Not.long agon I party of yonr hunters fired into a clump of bushes where they heard a noise, and on going to tbe spot they fonnd tho doad body of tho most beautiful woman tha^^ra with the life-blood flowing ■■■■■■■■ breast as white as snow. She waa attired inaavago costume, but she was aa fair as any of your American belles. Qan you explain it?,’ "Feasibly these white Indians are the del cendsnts cf an old civilized nee,” I suggested, ‘ It may be so,” was tho reply. "Tho rnins of temples, fortresses, pilaoes, SLd tombs scat tered over the country show that ages ago these wilds were inhabited by a snperior peo ple. Why, Senon, there is the tombola queen within tut arrow’s flight of this spot.” | “Lead ns to it!’’several of ns shouted. The old man smiled at ouronthnalasm. "1 will not only lead yon to It, bat you shall I have tho prlvllego of opening it-” Car friend was as good as his word. Calling several of tbe Indian and half-breed villagers, he fhrnlshed thorn and tho members of our party with spades, pickaxes and hammers. Id half an hoar's timo wo stood in a shady valley itoking uneasily at a large struoturo of white and black granite built Into the hillside. "How do you know it is the lunibuf u-juoon ‘ I sited. Ths radio directed my attention tisomo hierogfypbirs on tho faco of tho tomb. "I can read those, if you cannot,” ho ex plained. T commenced studying the strange | characters on three ruins be Mm and they sro as cleir to mo of yonr college professors. A queen Is burlod here, and this has been herrcstingplacofora thousandortwo thousand years. Qulenssho?” L “Let us get to work,” urged one of tho party. ■With a dozen hammen and axes flying in the air it did not take long to shatter and tear away tho outer wall. Thors wae a little vesti bule paved with maibio, and then an inner [wall of marble. Inafewmlnntw wo tore down | »ia partition. "Go ini’’ said tho “Excuso me,’ . low from New Orleans, i the padre. replied Daplessts, a young fel- Orleans, who hod boon foremost in the work, “Ido not covet tho post of honor.” “It la too infernally dark in there,” remark- cd another, The Indiana and halfbreeds retired some distance off, and refined to return. “Honor,” said the’ padre with a mocking smile! There ires nothing to be afraid of. The other men clustered iround me, and lighting a pine knot we boldly advanced. The ruddy glare of the torch threw ftsfiick- ei ing nya into a little oblong stone cell. “It is empty!” exclaimed Daplenls, who wu looking over toy shoulder. "Whit is that dark heap on the floor?” I Tt'iswhatwe uek,”wu the padre's an swer. Did the dark heap stir? Wu it instinct with ife and motion? A shudder ran through the entire crowd and wo looked at each other srith white faces. We lit another torch, end then there flashed upon our awe-struck virion a grueeomo tight that will never bo forgotten while any of us live. Tbe dark and shapeless lump wu moving. It slowly arenmed a sitting posture, and then, icrdfUl heavens! The awfol Thing faced ns! Not a man of os ottered a word. We stood stock still like dumb stature. Itwu a woman. Sho turned her awarthy face full upon us, and tbe glitter of the torch light danced in her eyre. The woman sru clad in a flowing robe of some dark aheeny stuff srith threads of gold tanning through It, and her braided black hair sparkled with dazsling stones. It sru a strange, weird face. It looked young, and yet the shadow of age darkened it. On the qneen’o breast hung from e tiny chain around her neck a glistening object that lookedMIke a charm or talisman of some sort How long wo srould have stood there I can not tell. Bnt a rude interruption startled ns all. A rough sailor who stood by my side wu t jo first to recover from I he the general paralysis, nght his eye, and be nts object he made n queen’s talisman cam . . lore anyone could dlvino hia object he made rash and tore it from bn neck. The wildest end meet unearthly srall ever heard by mortal ears filled the tomb and rang ont through the quiet valley. Even the padre fell back and In n dazed wzy shielded his eyes srith one bind. The queen srzi no longer firing os. When ■ave utterance to that groan of agony appearance sru the same ihspeless heap that wc hid imb it Bnt. "Come, tenor,” said the padre, "we'mnit>ee what this means.” We took n step forsrard and threw the torchlight upon the reenmhent figure. My sailor companion came to oar relief. He.Uftea ■be queen's hands and dropped them. “Heavy u lssd, and jut u cold,” he ex- limed. He tnrned the prostrate figure over. Wu it human? The flue presented n mom my-like appearance, end the features seemed to he melting into each other. The hair had lost Ita glees, and the golden threads in the srriran’i robe looked like tided tlasel. “It seems to me,” whispered the sailor, "that she kicked the bocket the minute I snatched her charm. I my, Oapen, do yen think the Wtf t witch?'’ Before I could reply my attention wasdi. vettfd In another direction. "Bon tor yenr Uveal” It <M the padre who had shentod tUe want ing, and he sru Just in time. Tho Walls ol the tomb, were caving in, nnd we had bsrely succeeded In rushing through the veatlbnie and into tho open air, whon whole structure fell, burled under many tons of earth from the kUlsido. “Who wu she?” I ukedthe obi rrlcst, as we walked back to tho village. “Onion Sabo.” “Was sho really alive ? ” “QuiouSsbo?” And that sru ail tho good padre could bo persuaded to say. TOLD UY A BEA CAPTAIN. Dasiee, Ga., March 3.—[Special.—Three Jolly countenanced men sat up in the Firemen’s hall the other evening enveloped in a dense cloud of fragrant smoko. Tliclr appcaranco in dicated that they were sea captains. “Here la to sold long syne,” mid ono, “and may the devU take low freights and adverse winds.” The toast sru dnnk enthusiastically. “Speak- of sold long syne,” rejoined another, "reminds me of an tarentnre in my Ufa that for romance and sadness is hard to boat.” The sroathor. beaten countenance assumed a sad expression, and a slight tremor became noticeable In tho sneaker's voice. “I sru yonng, then,” he con tinued, “» regular happy-goTncky daradovU, twenty-four ycere of age, and In command of aa pretty and fut a craft as ever skimmed the AUantlc, ‘Soeakummeron,’ (the sea skimmer) of Avendal, Norway. Well, u tote would have it, an oh! Norwegian captain Invited mo aboard of hia vessel, white lying In Oporto. Itwu bore I met tho fairy for tho preservation of whore liio I afterwards reckless!y risked mine. It is only duo to her, though, to aay that if ever human frame were endowed srith hoavonly qualities, this young daughter of a typical old teedeg could bout of thorn. I not only fell deiperatcly in love with this tolr maiden but became perfectly oblivious to everything else. When with her I imagined tho very at- moepberewu impregnated with a hallowed sweetness—when away from her tho world teetntd duk and dreary. For two weeks the ' Sccaknmmeren'’ hid been ready for sea. bnt despite determined efforts to overcome my In- ft fustian, I could not leave tho place whore the still lingered. Sho held me bound in fet ters, which, though invisible, were stranger then the stoutest of iron, Day after day my conscience occasionally upbraided my weak ness, but only a moment after I hugged the chain that kopt me a prisoner. At l craft containing my treasure left the harbor. “Socakuffimeren” soon followed init, and with tho Impatience of a prancing steed she teemed anxious to ptm the vessel I loved so well to follow. I gavo orders to shorten utl and for dayslmanagcd ths“Socskummoren’a" speed eo as to remain beside'hor. Wo bad arranged a cede of signals and long after tboeunhndsunk In tho west or boforolthad commenced to pnrplo tho eastern sky I stood on tho Sorakumnicrcn's deck gazing at her. At last duringa equally night wo lost sight of her. I scoured the ocean ill all directions but fruitless! j Thrco solid weeks had passed and not u glim, c obtained of tbo otbor vessel, Ouo day when off tbo Bahamas we got into one oftlioraoit violent northers I had over experi enced. With all her staunchness anil soa- worthy qualities even tho Socekummereu tor cd badly. A storm of ten hours duration hsd stirred tho waters np terribly. Tbo atmos phere wu hszy, and itwu impossible tosoo anything at more than about COO yards dis tance. Judge, then, of my snrpriso whon sud denly a green painted hoik, mastioss and nn- navigable, mado its appearanoe on tho seono. With ono hand I hold the spyglass and with thoother I grasped the rigging. On discover ing tho allnation all feu tor the safety of my. self, crew and vessel vanished. On the quar ter deck clinging to the railing I saw tho ono who was dearer to me than anything on earth, and a tow feet distant, u it seemed, in s:i premo desperation, stood her aged, silvery. Mtofcred father. I Immediately gavo orders BILL ARP. HE WANDERS OUT INTO MISSISS IPPI. Tho Lingering Memorx or Bern* neantlful Towns— entering Out tbe DuekiHUl Boom-Longing Bros Toward Ooorals-Oouod Down Into tbe Bvarctedoe-Eto., Eto. I wish that I had at much time aud apace u I have Inclination to record some pleasant memories of the Mississippi towns that I have Halted. Henry Grady ntod to head a column with “The Man About Town," but ovory town has more than ono man who goes about and abont and gathers news and knowledge and dispenses it to willing listeners, and especially to strangers. It always does mo good to play * Sir Oracle,” and toll a good part of what know to those who visit mo. Everybody loves a good listener, an attentive andience of even one, and so when I am abroad I try to ahow that courtesy to others that I love to have shown to me at home. ' When e man la listen, ing to another be should manlfcat an interest —an Intereat akin to that of which the poet speak*: It does not became a stranger to do all the talking. I sat down by an aged man yester day—a very aged man—and it did me good to answer hia cuncst questions about old Georgia. Hems vorydeaf, and I bad to get close to hia ear and talk load, very load, bnt did not get wearied, for it wu inch boon to him. I have often 'thonght that we were not as considerate u we should be of the pleasure of thoso who cannot hear. They are so conscious of their misfortune and so timidly relnclant to Impose themselves upon others that I am drawn to them and give them u much timo u I can spore. A little talk goes a long ways with one who la deaf. He Is grateful, and hs enjoys It and goes away pondering in hie mind what you have told him. Even tho soand of yonr voice Is treasured by him. Deaf man are almost universally honest and aineere, and t are kind and generous, ell, this old man, whoso namo iiFuilllovo, sis horn and raised in old Oglethorpe, and 838. He asked abont the Lamp. left there in 1838. would launch the largest boat and fonr brave-hearted young lalton gen. eronsly volunteered to accompany me on my dangerous minion. A few minutes after and we could only ace' the Socsknmmeren when gimrtUneooily on tho creite of aome gigantic wave*. By dint of a superhuman do- emlnation to save her life I succeeded in get- 1 ing her from tbe wreck into my host. How, : 1 bnt indistinctly remember. I recollect, how- ever, on returning that when a huge waro dashed onr frail boat against tbe Bocskum- meren 1 managed, with her in one arm. to iptho rigging aud remain on board white poor talion round a watery grave. After being sate on board tbe Bocskommeren her first query wan “Where la my fathsrt” While gazing around vacantly her eye canght the green painted, atorm-toond wreck and her aged father still cliaging to it A scream u load u a storm bird's came from her, she freed herself from my grasp and plunged overboard. In a moment I bad a lino around my waist and dunged after her. I waehaoied aboard again, iruised, battered and insensible. The ocean holds my first end only love.” Firing the Biggest Gun In the World. From tbe Fall Mall Uaretle. The first three proof rounds of ths powerful new gun supplied by the Elswlck works for her majesty's barbette ship Benbow were fired yester day, IFcbruaiy 10, at tbe butts at Woolwich arsenal, tbe result so far going to show that thlals tbo finest specimen of artillery yet produced In this or any other country. Among tbe "Woolwich Infants’’ ft is Ilk* the famous Queen Eiiubetb'z bronze gun In Dover Cutle among the old carronadsa. In length It Is 024 inches, or nearly 44 feet The In- ner tube Is ot solid Steele tbroughoutatrengthened by Jackets of comparatively tbln steel boops. Tbe length of the bore Is iti’/i Inches, or about thirty calibres, and the rifling, which consists of a multi tude of small shallow grooves, extends far 3*7.3 Inches, or abont 33 fleet Tbe dlaineter of the bore la I«X Inches. The diameter of the'powder chtm- ber Is a trifle over 31 leches, end lu capacity 38.010 cubic inches. Tbotwlstoftb* rifling commences with one In 130 calibres, and increases to ono Into calibres. Tbe gun U mounted on a fin* cast steel buck, which weighs O', tons, end on the proof rounds yesterday It ran np the Incline from about CO to 70 feet Tho first rouM was fired with 000 pounds of Westphalian powder, and a cylindrical projectile weighing 1,100 pounds. Tbo velocity, attained was LOT. feet per soo ond, giving an energy to ths projectile or abont 30,840 foot tone for tho penetration or armor. Tbo ecoud round wu with a shot of llko weight and 700 pounds of the eame powder, being the largest charge u yet fired in England. Tbe velocity at* Uincdwu 1,843 feet per second, tbe cnergyac- quired betel about 4.1,100 foot tons. The third round wu With a similar projectlloof 1,800 pounds, and a powdir charge of SCO pounds Tbo velocity attained wu 2,007 foot per oeeood, the energy moe to soma 60,000 faot tons. The prat- turn of the tares within tbs chamber of ths gan st the time of the powderdlscbarge were nine tons with the 000 pound charge, twelve tons with 700 poundt and fifteen toos with the 800 pound charges. The recoil of the goo In the last round wu controlled by the hydraulic buffers within lonr feet sir Inches The inner tube or the gun wu in perfect condition at the termination of the day’s firing. It to expected that when the next date of proof firing ta determined, powder charges of too pounds, K0 pounds, 035 pounds end M0 pounds will be used with projectiles of 1,800 pounds weight in the latter can an energy oo the projectile cr tt.T/0 foot tons msy be expected le he developed, capable of penetrating snoot of mots than three feet Ln thicksets Stephens nnd many others, and as I step to rest he would look st me and smile, as ho uld, “Tell on—don’t stop; talk some more; a littlo more. I love to hearsboutold Georgia.” Ho used to visit aronnd Stone Mountain whon lie waa young, and its grandeur la still vivid in hia menu ry, for ho said, “You know, we havo got no mountains in MimlssippL" That is so, nnd I am sorry, I wish there [wore rime mountains hero. A young ■told. - use the other.-day. Shat ho would rather see a molintuin than a circus. Tlie first imprcsrlou is always tho strongest. I have scon mountains that pierced tho clouds, nnd llko l'ollon and Om. wore piled upon osch other as far as tbs wondering eye could reach, but my first Hsion at that old Stono mountain, when I neared its base and itmlnid my yonth fill goze upward, Is the most lasting and tho I most Gestured of all. Welt, I reckon there la another reason why! love to think about tho Stone mountain. There need to be a tower ud there—a lofty tower—and the olonds used to I come down some tlmos and hover aronnd Its top. The lint time I over mounted Its spiral I stalls my sweetheart wu with me. Went to* getherln that dlsaybaleony and gazsd upon tho beantitol expanse of nature in her summer [garments. It sru a fitting time and a fitting f nlacc to love and Unger and to mito, and u I looked into ber soft, haul eyes, it seemed to [metbatl wu a littlo nearer heaven than lever wu before. Ths sweet raptor* of that hoar ii I In my memory now, end whenever It is recall ed It cornea over my aonl “like tbe iweet sooth wind that breathe* upon a bank of violets.” Where is the fonntaln of perpetual youth? Not hero—not hor*. Tbo mountain's top Is grand and charming for a little while, but It Is bluk, and cold, and dasgeronf. Onr ufeat refuge and happiest retreat to doom among the' humble flowers that blossom at its base. 1 am now circulating aronnd the Duck Hill boom. I read the daily telegrams In the New Orluna ud Hundreds nro hut, unlike tho bees, they do not but wut to take soma away. hear tho oracles of the nattering towns abuse I Duck llill. Onssald to me at Durant: “Why, II is all a fraud and a swindle. I weuldint give five hundred dollars for tho wholedogond town. It’a a disgnoo to Mississippi to hire a S a£«1 of bommera to come round hero sod ■ccc* onr unsophisticated people out of thoir [money." I Another man laid to me at Valden: “Why, there wu half a dozen schemers made np the I gnat people—yon have got more “git ip and git” than uy of onr poopio. Why you have flooded our state with yonr newspapers Atlanta CoxrmtrrioE is all this country. By the The over this country. By tho way, BUI, whydidn’tyoa wear them striped breeche* ud that boll-crowned hat that the Bunny South hu rot III that picture when you are tiltin' on that fence, and why didn’t you bring the fenco along? We all wanted te tee you just that way. Yon don’t look nateral—in fact yon don’t look u much llko a farmer as you de a preacher with thorn fine store clothes on.” Well, I am through srith Mississippi for a awhile, A telegram calls mo down to Florida for e tesson, and I most hurry down and say howdy and give a klu all around and go. I have acme good hooka to read on tho way- home made books that every southerner should ho proud of Captain Emmet Rou, of Osnton, is aa tender a poet u ho eras a bravo soldier. Ho is a man like Henry Timrod than any poet I have read, and hia “Bock that Baby Won!’ hu gone Into the classics. It is ths best thing to read and cry over that I know ot I mot him end could not help bnt love him. Then I havo tho poems of W.W. Iloeklns, of Lexington, which are toll of gome of the first water. If Boa ud Hoskins had lived north, they wonld have ranked with Goo. P. Morris and Longfellow. Then them Is Yahoo, by Him Bailie B. Morgan—another delightful Mississippi srritor. We need not gD north to find good literature, eithor in prose or ln poetry. Onr southern laud Is toll of anthora who are pnro in hrart and pure in English. Bill Aar. ARMOUR’S NEW BUSINESS. ng there like bees toahlve; , they do not bring honsy, y. It Isamnslng to whole thing, ud they sent to Birmingham and employed a lint-class liar ud he sends off hia telegrams to the papers every night ud runs onr young mu crazy. The Louisiana lottery sint half u big a swindle aa Duck Hill.” Another said; "They have robbed this town already ont of a thousand dollars. Our yoang mu slip off up there ud that ;wtont liar goto hold of him and (iezos his pile ud ahosn him where tho fifty thousand dollar hotel la to be built and whan tho Iron toraaoe is located aed the rolling mill ud the stool srorksand the grand opera honae and all that sort of thing, (at picks out a lot confidentially that hi hu kept bid away for a friud and lets him have It aa a gnat favor ud tells him to my nothing abut it Then they will and off a telegram saying that tbe Dock Hill property ‘hu bun withdrawn from.the market,’Just like It sru too precious to sell. Doxon cm, they ought to bo prosecuted for obtaining money under false pretenses. I heard a man uy at Hardls that one single furnace srould clou np ell the iron at Hack Hill in two weeks. But Duck Hill keeps on booming neverthe- |eu. IMhe boom tares into a boomerang and comes round and hits a falter on the back it don’t get Into tka papers; for he feels too much ubamed to tell on himself. It Is like the Louisiana lottery—the few prizes are published bnt the thousands of unfortunate once art kept silent. Three reed people here teens* their Georgia natwrs of being cUnnlab, and they any “why don't yon go long hack to Georgia end be dene with It; you ell get round Bill Arp like be eras * Catholic priest who sru going to take you all loheaven.” Batthay are not mom clan nish than I found the Miuuaippians In Texas. nl tor anybody te lev* tke youth. Itu the yonng mu generally who emigrate, and a* they grow older and aa* hard times they think all the more of their rosy childhood. “I am from Warren, good old Warren,” or I tm from Wal ton, or Henry, or Coweta. Mad them from everywhere. ’ * Leveret'" ftpily i ‘Hceaetimes I wish I was hack there sgain. Well, this ia e good cooatry, pretty good, but I would like to fish in Chattahoochee once more before I die. I know the beet holes In every creek, and It seems to me I coaid catch'em spin,” One nun mid yon Georgians are a Dozen Large Cotton Bead Mills to I>* Erected In the South. Hgalvestor, Tex., March 1.—P. D. Armour and hia party havo arrived boro on their southern tonr. Mr. Armonr was interviewed srith reference to a report that he and his aeeo- c.latre were abont to bnlld throughout tho senth a dozen or more large cotton seed oil mill*. Mr. Armour freely corroborated this repork and gave rtuons for hit engaging In a new en terprise eo widely different from tho basinets in which his fame and tortnno were acquired. Mr. Annour stated that the use of cotton toed oil in the mannfactnresof lard and hog products bad grown to inch an extent in late years that his establishments alone consumed one-fifth of the total cotton oil product of tho United States; henco cotton seed oil was an Important Horn to hie firm. Tho American Cotton Oil Trust company, a gigantic corporation, modeled somewhat after the Standard Oil oompany, by a system of consolidation had acquired control of abont all tho cotton oil mills In the country, and virtually monopolized tho article, regulating its output and fixing tho price. Upon purely arbitrary grounds, rocontly, ex plained Mr. Armonr, the Trust company be came a direct competitor of bis firm by tho purchase of tho largo roflnory ond packing house of N. K. Fairbanks A Co., and the cslnh- iishment of Washington Butcher's Sons. “As cooil,” said Mr. Armour, "oo the Trust company entered my field aa arlard •producer, I resolved to mako myself independent of them, in tho matter of cotton oil. and tills could only ho acccmplishcd by erecting oil mills at available points throughout tbo south.” Tho now oil company will orgsnizo early next week, ■ ilcsgo. Mr. Armour will bo bo non and associates. Tho capital stock ' abont (10,000,000, every dollar of which will represent actual property. Mr. Armonr wm emphatic in hie declaration that no watering of stocks wonld be tolerated. Ho stated that his firm would hold a controlling Interact, and that all stockholders would be consumers of tho oil product. In fact. It is the intention of tho new company to sell oil to stockholders only. Mr. Armour’s association la a glgantie undertaking, and comprises all leading soap mannfactnren In the United Htutor, Including J. H. Kirk & Co., Chicago. Twolva of tho largest cotton oil mills lu tho world will bo erected immediately and equipped lu timo to grind the seed of the growing cotton plant. As to tbe location of these great mills. Hr, Ar mour said that four dtisa had thus far boon determined upon, namely: Memphis, Atlanta, New Orleans and Houston, Texas. The other eight cIUm had been eeleetod, bnt some details mutt be perfected before announcing their definite location. It la believed that Texas will capture three of tbe new mills, Arkansas ' ro, snd Alabama and Mlttlr ’ ’ ’ I’BiLADELrrniA, March morrow will my: The formation of the opposition company ID the American Cotton Oil Trial to one of tbe boldest moves of lie Usd that hia been known tor a long lime. The corporation will be organised In thin oily tbltwecz, probably today or tomorrow. Its president will be Henry C. Botcher, of Washing ton catcher Hons, snd lu capital stock will b« Ilf,000.000. Besides Mr Butcher and Ids rhlladel- r rtenry. or uoweu. inna them from where. "IIow an yon getting along Ur. jett," mid L “sinceyon left old Troop?” r tolerable,” he said, srith a sad secant Oliver Brothers, of Charlotte, N. C. The promo ters of tbs enterprise Indignantly deny that It to n stock Jobbing movement and assert that stock has already been subscribed and to beingeagsrly sought i Whore Flattery Didn’t Work. From tbe Boston Record. Ills name was Duff?—Michael Duffy. He awoke one morning laallweek from' a deep dream of beer. As he was a superstitious man, he felt called upon to rise,pat on his clothes snd sally out si directed In hta dream. His vision would hare been easily fulfilled, hat when he searched his pockets to find his pent* be found bo had no coin of tho realm. Now, 111; chael's credit was a long-lost remembrancer Ruining over tbe Hit or hto supply agents, h«* could think or no one who bad not struck. Attest bsbetbouiotblmseiroftbewtfa of a dog-fancier who kept a variegated bar at the North End. doing to the door with hope wluged fact, ho saw te bis delight that the dog-hader was out snd hia wife, Mrs. Murphy, wu behind the bar with achftd la her anna -Ah, good moreln', Mrs Murphy; It’s an lliegant day we have, Intlrely.” .... ••Right jr* are, Mr. I»8)r; H'a a fine mpmln’, la- dldf." ••An’ what a swats place y# have here, Mrs. Mur phy: y* tape It ax clan* as a parlor, y* do.” "Ah, well, Mr. Dolly, I do what I can, but th« children make a mess ol it, thsy da” “Ah, what a child ye have there, Mrs. Murphys the eyes of Mm go through me completely. Oek. the pritly little dajvll-hc's the Image of Dennis, that he to!” “An’ Dennto himself—there’s a nice man tor ye’zs a fine provider, I’ll he bound, Mrr. Wurphy-an’ ha takes care of tbe family, Mrs. Morphy I” "Yk Mr.lDofly, Dennta to a fine man, as you say —an’he give* me money regular every Baturdey *”*1thooghtso, V* Murphy-end It’s right bo u; Mrs. Murphy, in' ha thinks Mghly of T*. avcourse, an' wall he might, for it's* wetotreserred woman ye are, Mre. Murphy. Ah, ye’ve been a beauty I* Ttr day, an’ there's more than wan hoy that known It to hia east, Mrs. Murphy—an’ couldn’t ye give me e drink o' beer, Mrs. Morphy t” “Nall cannot, Mr. Dully—an’ Dennis told rnn to turnjye out U ye came far It, and to call the pec- Icct," ■■Mrs Morphy, It’s in old fug ye are, an’ Denote *‘“ri’x*yS2sfc“'ftSJ the Rica tell ull the tsj lin ghtnMr took »L m TKT) tq nrmnm