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Me duty Tibs. TRENTON, GEORGIA. Ae unknown expert has eaused con aiderable alarm in New York by the pro duction of a cheap alloy so much like sold that it cannot be distinguished from the genuine article. Several jewelers and refiners have been deceived after making the severest tests. “If the dis coverer of this new method of making gold works his secret for all it is worth” declares the Atlanta Constitution, “the effect will be far-reaching. People will no longer buy solid gold jewlery, and governments will no longer issue gold coin. The discovery of new gold fields will excite no interest. Why dig for gold when au expert chemist can mako it?” Its is rather a singular circumstance, observes the Mail and Express , that hang ing, which has just been abolished in the State of New York, as a means ol carrying out the last penalty of the law, should be converted by a New York physician into a means of preserving hu man life, and preserving it in usefulness. The gallows has hitherto been the Sheriff’s instrument for destroying life. It is now to be a healing and saving in strument in the hands of the physicians and surgeons. If this new thing works well the gallows tree will become a bless ing to humanity, the hangman will be come a gentleman, and “Go and be hanged” will be dropped from the list oi maledictory phrases. Says a cigarette drummer to a reporter for the New York Tribune: “The con sumption of cigarettes has fallen ofl greatly during the last year. The house I used to represent used to have a large trade in all the popular brands oi cigarettes. It still sells large quantities of them, but not more than sixty per cent, of as mauy packages as a year ago. A great many persons who used to sraok< cigarettes have quit doing so and are now smoking cigars. The result is that while the cigarette trade has decreased the cigar trade has increased. I don’i know how to account for this state of facta, unless it is due to the onslaught made during the last two years by the press and pulpit upon the cigarette habit.” The approach of a new census always stimulates the counting and adding ma chine inventors. Some genius has just made a most elaborate affair in this line, which is described at length in th< Washington Capital. It is specially de signed to facilitate the tallying of tabu lated statistics. The method is thus described: This method consists essen tially in first recording the date relating to each person by punching holes in th< sheets or strips of electrically non-con ducting material (paper), and then count ing or tailing these data, either sepa rately or in combination, by means ol mechanical counters operated by electro magnets, the circuits through which are controled by the perforated cards or strips. The method is already success fully in use at the Surgeon-General’s of fice for the handling of medical returns from the army posts. That the United States produce the best pork in the world, asserts the Prairie Farmer, none who are familiar with the product the world over will question. It is encouraging, therefore, to know that our Government will at tempt to allay the prejudice that exists against it in certain parts of Europe by having the product exhibited at the foreign expositions, and the exhibits in charge of men capable of imparting to visitors correct information respecting it. We can raise pork for the world, and with proper effort on the part of our Government to stimulate the demand, its may be doubled in a short time. In no other of our exports is the competition so slight or the possibilities of development so great. We should spare no effort in working for increased foreign trade in pork. Every farmer in the country would be benefited by it. The Paris correspondent of the Phila delphia Press of recent date says. Frenchmen are now killing themselves between nine and ninety in a constantly increasing progression. The figures ar« immensely higher, as a rule, in the North than in the South and in towns than in the country. The returns published by the Minister of Justice show that since 1826 inclusive, the yearly average of sui cides throughout France has risen from five to ten for every 100,000 inhabitants. The figures have therefore doubled in thirty years. In 1876 there were 5804 cases of self-murder; in 1880 we find 0638 and in 1887 no fewer than 7187. The total number during 1887, the last recorded year, was 7572. of which 2168 are attributed to mental afflictions of different kinds, 1228 to physical suffer ing, 975 to domestic trouoles, 800 to drunkenness, 482 to poverty, 305 to pecuniary difficulties, 202 to the desire to avoid imprisonment, 100 to the loss of employment, 89 to the fear of exposure, 56 to the loss of relatives and 25 to the dread of military service. Among the other cases specified in the returns 22 < suicides are put down to jealousy and grossing in love. / A FRIEND. Tbe radiant beauty of her tender face I iWas bat an echo of her lovelier soul; To all things fair she lent a fairer grace; What was not sweet some sweetness from her stole; In daily loving acts she met their needs Who dreamed of future great and noble deeds. She strove to round her life unto that law She willed to be the world’s, in act and word? Where others found but ill, some good she saw, And held from all whate’or unkind she heard ; She fain would see linked closer friend to friend, And sought to make love deeper grow, not end. And what she seemed to bo she was, in sooth, Alike to all. herself, sincere and truo, Earnest and trusting all, for such was truth To her. It gave her faith in those she know, And if they grew indeed, beneath her spell, More like to what she thought them, who can tell? She loved the world, and made ft fair each day About her ; to her steps joy seemed to cling ; Thro igh paths of love she took her gentle way, And dropped her words and looks like flowers of spring. And though she died in youth, who will but say The world is better for her life’s short day? —Oertrucle Alger. MINE AND THINE. BY D. T. HEATH. Take me, and lock your amorous arms About my willing neck. Entwine; And press ino close in your embrace And let your golden ht ad incline. Bring rosebud lips to meot my lips, Bear love, for I am thine. I’ll kiss your dewy, pouting lips, Tinted with rose-carnaiion fine, As sweet as honey.dew they are, As sweet as crazy love’s new wine; I’ll taste their sweetness when I like, Dear love, for thou art mine. HER AUNT MEANT WELL BY MARY E. MOFFAT. “Fritz, go down to tlie servants’ hall and ask if either of the maids would like a sweetheart,” The valet stared at his master —un- decided whether to take his words as a i'est or to act upon the command he tad given. It was surely most extra ordinary for the Baron to have time to bandy words about the underlings of his household just upon the eve of his own marriage w’ith a fair and noble lady; but his doubts were soon put to rest. There was no mistaking the angry emphasis with which he repeated his order; and Fritz at once hastened out of the room and made his way to the place where he would be sure to find a knot of servants congregated to gossip over the events of the day, or to can vass the respective merits of their master and of the bride whom he was to lead to the altar within the week. The question which Fritz had been told to ask was duly delivered, and re ceived by his hearers in the various ways peculiar to each individual. One somewhat forward young woman said, with a toss of her ringleted head: “If I do want a lover, it won’t be you; and he’ll have to ask me twice.” A giggling girl crammed her hand kerchief into her mouth, to keep from showing every pearly tooth within that capacious part of her physiognomy. Another cast an expressive glance in the direction of one of the footmen, and allowed silence to answer for her more potently than words. Only one little maid of sixteen, fresh from the verdant fields, amid which she had been bom apd bred, turned and looked at Fritz with an ingenious smile in her big blue eyes and upon her pretty lips. “I never had a sweetheart,” she said softly, “and I’d dearly love to have one. Only he must be a proper, well behaved lad—or I wouldn’t care for him at all.” Her answer was greeted with a shout of laughter, which caused her to look around with a surprise which gave fresh fuel to the amusement she had al ready caused. But the housekeeper had taken a liking to the little, innocent creature, and she interposed her authority to shield her from the ridicule of her fel lows. “Gretchen is young, and knows little of the world’s ways. When she is as old as the rest of you she will be wiser, ” she said, looking around at the amused group. Fritz also had not joined in the laugh at Gretchen’s expense. For, if he hail a warm corner in his heart, it was for a little sister who had died in childhood, and Gretchen was her liv ing image. He bowed with grave courtesy to her, as he replied: “I will tell the Baron what you have said.” Then he went immediately back to his master, whom he found reading— with a frowning brow—a closely writ ten letter. It was the same which he had held in his hand when he had turned from its fir*perusal and given Fritz the abrupt command which he had just returned from obeying. “There’s a little field-daisy of a girl among the servants who says she never had a sweetheart, and would be well pleased to get one under certain con ditions. ” As Fritz said this with the gravity due the occasion, the Baron turned to him with a peremptory: “Go to Frau Brandt, and say I wish to see her at once. Then bring the girl hither who made you the answer you have repeat ed to me, and wait outside in the hall until I tell you to come in.” The mystified Fritz had nothing to do but to obey. Had the Baron not been about to marry the lovely and high-born Fraulein Anna, ho would have been thinking: “What new mis chief is afoot now?” But, of course, all ideas of that kind with reference to liis master would now be out of the bounds of all prob ability. A family man was henceforth to be the role he was to fill. So Fritz could only wonder at the course things seemed about to take. Frau Brandt had the interview with the Baron, and Fritz and Gretchen waited patiently outside, as they had been ordered. Some time elapsed, and the portly housekeeper came fortn, and after an interval spent by her in another part of the mansion, she returned with some rich articles of wearing apparel thrown over her arm. As she passed the two she said: “Come into the Baron's room with me, Gretchen. He has somewhat to say to you. You, also, can be present, Fritz.” There was an air of suppressed ex citement about Frau Brandt which did not escape Fritz’* observant eyes. But Gretchen accepted everything as a matter of course. She was well versed in the fairy-folk lore of Germany, and believed in Hans Anderson to the heart’s core. So she had expected to be surprised when she had come from the country to seek her fortune, and was in nowise flustered by this strange summons from the Baron, albeit it had set the rest of the house hold in a stir. Gretchen wouldn’t have been sur prised to have seen a fairy prince wait ing her in the Baron’s room. Instead of anything so extraordinary, I however, she only saw her master, with a most singular light in his large black eyes, as he turned them upon her face as she came in. Then, too, there was a decided frown upon his forehead, which caused his heavy, dark brows to meet together above siis eyes, and a firm set of his lips beneath the heavy mus tache, which boded stormy weather to some one; but, fortunately, that some one was not little Gretchen. His look softened involuntarily as he Baw how young and innocent was tho pretty face upturned to meet his gaze. Gretchen stood modestly expectant of what was next to happen—her hands clasped, and her head bending a little forward in her eagerness. The Baron turned to Fran Brandt. “She looks like a good girl, as you say she is. To be sure, her air is that of a rustic, but time and education will change that, and I will see that it does not at the same time refine ali the heart out of her as it does out of her highr born sisters!” Then he said to Gretchen: “Come hither, little Gretchen, and I will say to you svhat it is I want of you. I have had reason to think that all women in my station of life are as false as they are fair. For certain reasons I have concluded to marry, and have paade all necessary arrangements to receive my affianced bride in a manner befijfr'ng her station and my own. She, at has sent me a letter deellfcn fTJ.t she has changed her mindfMEbSig to rmjorfs which have reacließn. r some previous in my life. She has been in the matter by a relative, who, at the last hour, has seen fit to interfere. Now, Ido not propose to wear the willow for my false sweet heart, and my wedding is to come off at once, providing that a bride is forth coming. You are young, innocent, and poor. I am middle-aged, blase, and rich. But if I marry I shall prom ise to be a kind and indulgent if not a sentimental husband. Will you ac cept the change of fortune I now’ offer you, and marry me V” Gretchen listened with open-eyed wonder. Was it really true that this noble Baron had asked her to be his wife ? He was so handsome and stately that people in her station thought him more princely looVng than the son of the Emperor! one had heard them say so many times. “Oh, sir, do you mean it ?” she asked, “or are you only making sport of a poor girl like me?” “I mean every word you have heard me say. What is your reply?” “My reply is, that I will love yon with my whole heart! that I will wor ship the very ground you walk upon! but, oh, sir, lam not good enough to be your wife! you will be ashamed of me among all the fine ladies who are your friends! and then I should feel like falling down at your feet and dying!” “No, little Gretchen, I promise not to be ashamed of you. I will value you because you have a time, loving heart— a thing which has been left out of the make-up of the fine young ladies of whom you speak.” And the Baron’s voice had in it a ring of bitter scorn. “Then, too, I shall not expose you to a chance of being shamed by a contrast with them. We will go abroad, and you shall be educated in a manner be fitting your change of rank. What is your auswer, Gretchen—yes or no ?” “Yes,” came tremblingly from the little peasant girl’s red lips. “Then Frau Brandt shall see to it that you are robed for your wedding day, w hile my worthy Fritz goes forth in search of a clergyman. Thus it was that Gretchen became a fine lady. The Baron kept his promise to be kind and indulgent to her, and after their marriage ho left the country without introducing his bride to any one of his friends. While she was pursuing the course of studies and of accomplishments which he marked out for her, he be came interested in w atching and also in helping the gradual unfolding of her mental powers, which proved to be of a high order. So that the marriage instigated by pique and anger at what had occi red proved to be one of those which they say are made in heaven. After a time a noble boy came to bless their union, and after a few years a daughter was born to them. Both children inherited the grace and comeliness of their peasant-born mother and the line intellect and patrician bearing of their father. In time he returned to his native land with his wife and children. All knew of their romantic story, and looked forward with curiosity to see how the lowly born wile would carry her honors; but those who had ex pected to be amused were instead taken captive by her modest grace, and her sensible answers to the salutations of the Baron’s friends. And when, a little later, she was brought face to face with the fair and haughty lady who had recalled her promise to wed with the man who was now her husband and the father of her children, a flutter of pleasui’e ran about the interested throng, as they saw the Baron bend with courtly def erence before Frauleiu Anna and say: “Let me present to you my wife, and at tho same time thank you heartily for allowing me to win so priceless a treasure,” and then without pausing to notice the flush offended pride had brought to the cheeks of the lady thus addressed, he had bowed again a most deferential adieu, and had turned in differently away from her to address another acquaintance who was drawing near to be presented to the Baroness. That night after Fraulein Anna re turned home, she said in a bitter tone to her spinster aunt, whose accounts oi the fast life which had characterized the Baron’s early, days had caused her to break off her betrothal with him so abruptly, “Auni Gretel, you have ruined my life! my heart is filled with envy to see that low-born woman’s happiness! why did you interfere?’’ Tears tilled the eyes of the elder woman as she saw that her niece’s blue eyes were overflowing. But it was too late to remedy the evil she had caused. She could only look up and say con tritely, “Forgive me, Anna, if I did wrong. It was fer love of you that I interfered- And all that I said was true. The wour d you gave to the Baron has probably proved bis cure. Had he married you he would have perhaps remained a profligate. At any rate, dear, forgive me. I will try and make up to you in fortune what you have lost in love.” Fraulein Anna turned toward her aunt impulsively. “I forgive you fully and freely, be cause you love me--not on account of what worldly gcods you will bestow upon me! for fortune does not count in place of lost happiness! We will live on together now, two lonely spinsters —for I shall never marry. And never again, after this evening, shall my lips reproach you, for I know you meant well. This one thing, though, I will say, ‘lt is wicked to come between plighted lovers! ’ ” “Stopping” Horses’ Feet. Horses tnat are used on hot pave ments or other situations which in duce a hot, dry condition of the feet, require special treatment to palliate the evil. This generally consists of filling the concave sole and all the space within the shoe at night with Bt me moist substance. The most usual material for this purpose has for a long time been fresh cow dung, either alone or mixed with clay. While no one can question the value of the practice, the substance named is utterly unfit for the purpose. Strangely enough, it >is rec ommended by many eminent veteri nary writers, though all admit that it is a fruitful source of thrush. One of these, after stating that thx-ush is caused by the horse standing in its own dung or other filth, recommends wrap ping with cow dung as a palliative! Another, equally eminent, remarks that it should be “used with great caution where there is any disposition to thrush.” As if there ever was a horse without such a “disposition” if its feet are kept in contact with filth. Professor Law denounces the use of this substance by implication in a sentence. He gives as the causes of thrush, “Exposure to wet and filth; standing on dung or in a dirty, wet yard; stuffing the feet with cow dung,” etc. Then why fill the feet with the filthy, corroding stuff? A clean and inoffensive material is made by mixing linseed meal with an equal part of clay and wetting the mixture to the desired consistence. This accom plishes the object, without danger of unpleasant effects, says the American Agriculturist. Opera in Italian. Mrs. Pinks (at a new Italian opera) —Wasn’t she graceful then? Husband (eyes on libretto) —Didn’t notice. I’m following the plot. Did the action seem to fit the situation and music? Mrs. Pinks—Mercy me! How can I tell ? I am not following the plot. I’m watching the stage. —New York Weekly. A philosopher says: “Woman’s si lence is more terrible than her speech;” but very few benedicts believe that question. A MEXICAN’S ADOBE HOT. BUILDINGS MADE OP MUD AND REFUSE HAY. Easily-Built Dwellings, With the Pigs, Goats and Dogs Living With the Family. A correspondent of the New York World says in a letter from Fort Davis, Texas: It is hardly right to say that the Mexicans live; they do not live as we understand living—they merely ex ist. The town of Chihuahua covers ten or twelve acres, and is composed entirely of adobe buildings. The adobes are made of mud and refuse hay. In making adobes four Mexicans work'together. They start a hole in the ground, pour in some water and throw in some refuse hay. Then one man takes off his trousers and gets into the hole with a hoe; he mixes the mud, hay ancf water until it is of the right consistency. Two more men with a hand-barrow carry the mixture up on the level ground, taking enough each time to make two adobes. This they turn over to the fourth man, who, with a wooden frame, molds the adobes. They are generally twelve inches square on the bottom and four inches thick. When the sun has dried these sufficiently to make them hold to gether they are turned up on edge to dry more thoroughly. Four men work ing thus can, if they contract to do so, make 1000 adobes in a day, about one third the number required to build an ordinary house. The walls are made of adobe only, more of the mud being used for mortar. Only one thickness of adobe is used, but this makes the wall twelve inches thick. When about eight feet up the poles for the roof are put across; these are covered with brush and then about nine inches of mud is put on the brush. A doorway is left in one side and a fireplace and chimney are built. With this the house is completed. No windows, no floor, no partitions, except in some of the larger houses that have two rooms instead of one. In the daytime the door does the woik of window also, and at night they may have a candle or in cold weather the light of the fire if they are fortunate enough to have one. In this house will live a Mexican, his wife and their chil dren, perhaps four or five. These adobe houses are well adapted to this climate ; in summer they are cool and in winter they are warm. There ia so little rain that the adobe walls do not wash away. Sometimes small stones are stuck into the adobes to make them withstand the action of the rain better. In a northern climate, where there is a heavy rainfall and where there is much frost, an adobe house would crumble to pieces in a year or two. But in this part of Texas we sometimes go a yeai without any rain, and never have any or but little frost, so that a well-built adobe house will last almost indefinitely. There is little slope to the roof, so when it does ram the water runs off but little, so that the mud gets soft and if the rain continues long, for a day or more, the mud will drop down inside. The Americans here all live in adobe houses, but they build perhaps a two-story house and finish it with wood and plaster and so make it very comfortable. A Mexican will generally collect four or five worthless, half-starved dogs about him, and these live’ in the one room with the rest of the family. The door always being open, I have fre quently seen the pigs, burros and goats going inside to get out of the sun. Only those who have seen how the Mexi* cans of this country live can realize the low position that they occupy in the scale of humanity. It is not one in ten of them that can read or write; they give no thought to schools or churches. The Americans among whom they live establish schools and churches, and a few Mexicans attend these. They cer tainly can have no ambition in life; they work only to make a living from day to day. They live in a climate that is mild the year around, so they require but little in the way of clothing, shelter or fuel, and they use just enough of each of these to get along. They seem to drink but very little, probably largely from the fact that they cannot get the money to buy liquor. About the only luxury that they indulge in is smoking cigar ettes. They do but little work and so require but little foood. This consists chiefly of cornmeal, made by grinding the corn between two stones worked with the hands. They kill a goat once in a while and have a little meat, and those that can afford it have bread and coffee. One thing that the Mexicans are fond of is dancing. They have their bailes very often, and then the young and the old go and they dance nearly all night. A bronco baile is a mixed danoe, and where everybody goes. The World’s Greatest Lumber Region. A lumber pile made of boards, each 100 feet long and 6 feet in width, would be an unprecedented sight in the East, but a gentleman recently returned from a visit to the coast of the North Pacific! Ocean says that piles of lumber, such as that are common at the mills on Puget Sound. “Boards 100 feet long and (I feet wide, without a knot in them,” he says, “are common cuts from the gigan tic fir trees of the Puget Sound forests. These trees glow to the enormous height of 250 feet, and the forests are so vast that although the saw-mills have been ripping 500,000,000 feet of lumber out of them every year for ten years, the spaces made by these tremendous inroadd seem no more than garden patches. Puget Sound has 1800 miles of shore line, and all along this line, and extend ing thence on both sides, miles and miles further than the eye can see, is one vast and almost unbroken forest of these enormous trees. There is nothing like it anywhere on the Pacific coast An official estimate places the amount of standing timber in that area at 500,000,000,000 feet, or a thousand years’ supply, even at the enormous rate the timber is being felled and sawed. The timber belt covers ;’>0,000,000 acres of Washington Territory, an area equal to the States of \ ermont, Massachusetts, Connecticut and New Hampshire. The markets for the Puget Sound lumber are entirely foreign, being South America, Australia, Central America and the Pacific Ocean islands.”—Phila delphia Press. Jews are found in large numbers along the northern coast of Africa, as well as in Abyssinia. SELECT SIFTINGS. Tarpon fishing is growing in popiF larity. Thirty years ago bald heads were a curiosity. The greatest height ever attained by an aeronaut is 37,000 feet. Ann Arbor, Mich., has suppressed the sale of Sunday newspapers in its borders. German cavalry officers hereafter will have to include steeplechasing in their studies. The rarest and costliest of precious metals is gallium. It is valued at $3250 an ounce. H. Monk, of Lewiston, Me., has in vented a machine that will starch eight shirts a minute. Sponges belong to the animal king dom, although they were formerly thought to be vegetable. Squashes are now SBS a ton in Boston, and the price is constantly advancing. In former years the price has been about $25 a ton. George Swift, a boy of nine, living at South Chicago, 111., was refused a cookie by his mother and he went out and flung himself under a train of cars. At a Floridian fair a pretty Chinese pagoda booth was one of the sensations. It was entirely covered with oranges, more than 5000 being used upon the roof alone. Blackbird oil is almost as expensive a product as attar of roses. It sells usually for SBO a gallon, or about $5 a pound. A great deal of it is manufactured in Connecticut. Buckwheat is a corruption of hoc, German buche, beech-wheat, so called because it is triangular, like the beech nut. The botanical name is fago-pyrum (beech-wheat). The “wine of years” is wine which is reputed to have been made in the years in which comets have been seen in the heavens. The wines of 1811, ’26,’39, ’45, ’52, ’SB, ’6l, ’Bl are thus known. At a political, patriotic, or social gathering, composed of men only, any where in New York, Americans usually come in singly, Irishmen two at a time, and Germans four or five together. There is superstition among miners that every ten years rich diggings will be discovered somewhere. The record so far is California, 1849; Pike’s Peak, 1859; Nevada, 1869; Leadville, 1879. At an extensive factory in Detroit, Mich., machinery cuts from a log of steamed wood a thin sheet large enough for a full-sized barrel. This new method of cooperage is called the “veneering process.” The great canal of China connecting Canton with Pekin is 1000 miles long and i 3 the longest in the world. The Erie, 363 miles, comes next. The Albe marle and Chesapeake is between eight and nine miles long. At Bombay, India, a young worshiper of the sun has recently confessed to the murder of three persons simply for robbery. The crimes were atrociously committed and without any accomplices. The young Parsee stated with sadness that he had only realized about thirty cents from the threefold atrocity. Care of the Eyes. Shades, on lamp or gas burners should be of “milk” or ground glass; never of colored glass. Never sleep opposite a window which will throw a flood of strong light on your eye 3 when you wake in the morn ing. When bathing the face do not open the eye under water, as this is apt to be injurious to the epithelial covering of the eye. In all institutions, particularly for children, where the eyes are required to do close work, the proportion of the square surface of the windows to the square surface of the floor should never fall below one to four. The short-sighted eye is essentially a diseased eye, and should be treated aa such. It effects by preference those who use their eyes constantly for fine or neat work, and is almost unknown among the uncivilized nations. When children work by light which falls in their faces they are apt to bend the body forward so as to shade the eyes by the head, or else twist it around so that the light shall fall on the page. Both of these positions are pernicious. There is great danger of the chest be coming narrow and contract’d and of the spine becoming curved. To bathe the eyes properly, take a large basin of cold water, bend the head close over it, and with both hands throw the water with some force on the gently closed lids. This has something of the same effect as a shower-bath, and has a toning-up influence which water applied in any other way has not. An Unique Plant. The gradual extinction of a species is not au uncommon phenomenon. In most cases many individuals of the van ishing species are known to exist. One plant, however, seems to be perfectly alone in the world—the last of its race. This unique specimen is on the island of St. Helena. It is a tree about twenty feet high. Formerly this species seems to have been common on the island, forming large groves, but the wood man’s ax and the ravages of goats have left only this single specimen. It is unique in another respect and of great botanical interest, for it bears flowers like those of the aster, being, in fact, the only known tree of the composite, a family which, with this exception, com prises only herbaceous plants. It is to be hoped that an attempt will be made to propagate the species from the seed of this plant. Vanderbilt and the Old Engineer. A good story is told in the Bangor (Me.) Commercial about one of the Maine Central engineers. Last summer, when the Vanderbilt car was at Bar Harbor, the manager of the Maine Central sent an engine down there to take the car to Portland. The run was made in very quick time, and at Brunswick the train stopped to take on water. While there Mr. Vanderbilt got out and said to the engineer that he didn’t want him to drive so fast. The engineer, the veteran Simpson, looked at him a quarter of a minute, and then said: “I am running the engine under orders from Payson Tucker to be in Portland at 1:07. If you want to stop here, all right. If you want to go to Portland, get in.” He got in.