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YOL. I. DAUGHTERS OF AMERICA. Bing out, ye bells, your sweetest chimes; Sing, all ye poets, dulcet rhymes; Shout loud, ye crowds, in strongest praise; Shine out, fair sun, in softest rays, And dance ye rippling waters. For Freedom's sons will sing a song, That in a chorus, high aud strong, Shall sounding ring, from sea to sea, Whose theme of harmony shall be, America’s true daughters. Ohl they ore loynl, brave and true, And fair the red, and white, and blue, That in the nation’s colors rise, Shine in their cheeks, and brows, and eyes, And glow upon their banners. From ocean shore to mountain crest; From north, and south, and east, and west; From all the bright and beauteous land, They com^, a blessing-laden hosannahs. baq.d. And singing sweet With cheering words from such a mouth t As thine, oh! daughter of the south! And love from daughter such a loyal breast, westl As thine, oh! of the The sons oan never falter. And while in north and east shall stand The earnest, helping, sister band, •Sweet Freedom’s day shall know bright no night, But ever shall the flame glow Upon the country’s altar. * A Tragedy of the Thames. • • t m I. The two tall standard lamps in Mount’s resort on board the Primrose shed a cheerful light on the cosy sur¬ roundings. A fire was burning bright¬ ly in the grate at the farmer end, and, to accentuate the sense of com¬ fort, the cold, treacherous stream be¬ neath was lapping aud gurgling under the stout bottom boards. For days the river, swollen by win¬ ter streams, had been carrying down great blocks of ice and frozen snow from the upper reaches, and on this particular evening London was smothered in a dense black fog. So intense was it that, looking through the window, it was impossible to see the little wharf light a few feet away. Silently and suddenly it had crept forward all through the winter’s day, gradually enveloping everything, like the visible embodiment of some dread¬ ful plague. Denser and darker it grew as the night closed in; wreaths of it circled and eddied round the dim street lamps; it crept under ill-fitting doors, and through the tightly-closed windows; until even in the sung par¬ lor of the Primrose,it made the lights burn less brightly, and the polished metal work glint a little more dimly in the firelight. “Curious thing,” said Mount,break¬ ing a luxurious silence—“curious thing how that fellow Dortheim managed to get away?,’ “Eh?” said I drowsily, and waking up; for, to tell the truth, I was half asleep when he spoke. “Oh, ah! — yes, very.” “I heard from Carter’s again today,” Mount continued. “The police have tried their very utmost; but they simply can’t get hold of the faintest trace.” < This was apropos of the breaking up of the river swindler’s gang, of which Dortheim was the head, some fortnight or more ago. On an{l the infor¬ mation with which Mount I had been able to supply them, the police had raided Dortheim’s store, and effec¬ tually broken up the whole crew of them, besides recovering a large amount of. stolen property ; but Dor¬ theim himself had managed to escape at the last moment through a sliding panel, and got away. “By the way, ” I asked, “did they find out where that emergency exit of Dortheim’^ led to?” “Yes; it was rather a cute con¬ trivance; it gave into an old-fashioned.: disused chimney, with a ladder in* it. At the foot of the ladder was a crude tunnel—I should think Dortheim had made it himself—which ran under tlffi road into the block of houses opposite; and once there he was as safe as if he was in Africa. There are hundreds of different exits from the place, so it’s little wonder they missed f him. But what I cannot understand is how it is that they’ve heard nothing of him since. It’s all very well, you ' hear people talk and say, that it’s the easiest thing in the world to disappear, and that a simple.disguise and a little pre¬ caution are all that is necessary, and so on. Well, that’s all sight as long as no one cares’twopence whether you disappear or not, if it amuses you so to do. But it’s quite another kind of game when you’ve got the whole of Scotland Yard at your heels simply tearing their liair to get hold of you, when your description; usual haunts, acquaintances and such-like are all duly entered on the official list, and when a slight mistake will end a visit, to the hangman.” THE TRIBUNE “Don’t Give Up tin© Sliip.” BUCHANAN, GA., FRIDAY, AUGUST 26, 1898. “I’ve not yet noticed that Master Dortheim is any particular variety of fool,” I interjected. “And as long as there is a way of evading the gentle police, I should imagine Dortheim to be its probable ‘inventor. > >i “That’s true enough. Give the ras¬ cal his due. I grant that the man is as cute a scoundrel as ever breathed, but he must be keeping precious quiet to evade such an exhaustive search as they are makiflg for him. ” “What do you think he’s probably doiii"?” “Well,” said Mount, with a laugh, “it may sound absurd, but to tell the truth 1 am a little uneasy. 1 believe that the brute is watching a chance to get his knife into me before he makes a final bolt for it. You see, it is prac¬ tically entirely my fault that he is in all this trouble. Mouths and months ago quite accidentally I stumbled across the fact of the existence of this man and his company of fellow ruffians. I wasn’t on the lookout for him in the very least. It was sheer luck on my part, but ever since then, in nine cases out of ten, I’ve had the whip hand of him, and, of course, he’s feeling pretty sure about the raid of the other day. “At first he did not know who it was who was working against him, but I couldn’t keep in the dark forever, and directly he knew he began to take re¬ prisals, as you saw for yourself when you arrived so happily at Steppings’ flat. I admit that it sounds fantastic enough that a man whose life is in momentary danger at the hands of the common hangman should worry him¬ self about anything more than an un¬ obtrusive departure. But you know what vindictive animals some men are; they never forget an injury, and sooner or later they’ll have a try at you. “But it’s not only that. Yesterday, as I was coming home rather late, I caught sight of a figure lurking about here that I rather fancy was Dortheim or his twin brother. I gave chase, but, what with my lame leg and the dark¬ ness the fellow got away. This morn¬ ing I had some neat little brass bolts screwed on to the hatchway, and I think I shall have the shutters looked to. I am ashamed to confess that the man is getting on my nerves—he is so duced artful one can never tell quite what he will be up to.” II. When Mount had finished speaking he sat and stared gloomily into the fire. It was evident that he was weary—more so than I should have expected in a mau who was usually pretty well indifferent to danger. But for real nerve-straining work which makes .your courage ooze ont of your finger tips, there is nothing like living for a week or two in constant expectation of—you don’t know ex¬ actly what; when any minute some¬ thing may spring ont of somewhere and take you where you least expect it. You can’t give it a name, and you can’t quite explain, but the result iu the end is los.s of nerves. I felt quite shivery myself Everything as I sat there watching Mount. was so deathly still,!and. over- every¬ thing and around everything and through everything tli'ere lay that hor¬ rible, dark, unclean fog, It lurked iu the corners of the place, making the shadows deeper. It got into one’s throat and into one’s eyes, and de¬ pressed one like an evil dream. And as I sat there, listening vaguely, I shuddered; and, remembering /D.or- theim’s face a3 I had- last seen it, I shuddered again. How loug the intense silence had lasted I don’t know, it might have been .five minutes, it might have been an hour. Anyhow, after a certain lapse of time, I became dimly con¬ scious of a,-faint, regular noise, like the gentle scraping of a boat’s gunwale against-thfijside of tie barge as it swayed gently on the tide. , might'have-been I could not say how long the noise going on, or when it had gradually; began/ I simply remember that quite gradually, I became of it, and then all of a sudden, with a start, I realized the meaning of it. Mount’s-iwo boats were,I knew,laid up for the winter under canvas on the upper deck, but the noise was unmis¬ takably -mMe ’ by a boat scraping against the barge. And—well, and there was JDortbeini! I leant forward in my chair aud touched Mount on the arm. I saw him start convulsively at the pressure; and bis farther hand slid into his coat pocket. The man’s nerves were posi¬ tively on the rack. “Listen!” I whispered, holding up my finger to enjoin silence. We both sat with strained ears, and there it came again—scrape, scrape! bump, bump!—at regular intervals. Mount sprang from his chair and crept noiselessly to the hatchway. I followed close behind, having armed myself with a thick stick. Together we crouched in the shadow of the door, while Mount gently slid back the bolts. The door was one that opened outwards, thus affording any¬ one coming from within partial pro¬ tection—a fact that Mount has to be thankful /of for the rest of his days. He thrust the door open sharply, and stepped out into the darkness with his arm well to the front, and at that in¬ stant there was a crash, a tinkle of .broken glass, and something liquid and burning splashed on my hand. I heard a yell of rage from Mount, and saw him spring forward. “Vitriol!” he said. And with that I, too, sprang out, with my head low and^overed v bymj ann. ’ f . ,, , 1 hard , i t breathing .i • and i see a confused mass whirling about perilously nea the edge, but winch was friend and which foe Icouldnot make outat first, As , got , accustomed , i to . the mv eyes darkness, I saw that Mount had got one hand twisted in his assailant’s collar, while with the other he held *• III. Dortheim—for he it was—was fight- ing like a demon. I could see his broad shoulders heave and strain with every movement. But Mount was mad with rage and pain—a. consider- able quantity of the vitriol had splashed over him, and he was in hor- rible agony from the burning acid; azid so the two swayed backward and forward, so closely intertwined that I could not render assistance. Presently Mount shouted: “Knock _ it out of his hand, Lascelles! Knock it out of his hand!. My leg is giving!” And then for the first time I realized why it was Mount struggled to hold his adversary’s hand so high. Dor- theim had got a second glass bomb filled with vitriol, and Mount daren’t release his grip. I made a grab at the man’s arm, in- tending either to make him leave go or break his wrist. But just as I did so I heard a cry from Mount, and saw him go down. His wounded leg,which had burst out bleeding afresh, had given under him. Dortheim’s arm naturally jerked back, and I missed my hold. At the same iqstant he gave a horrible scream, and, putting his hand to his eyes, fell head foremost into the river below. I heard his body strike a projecting corner of the lower deck. There was a splash aud in an instant he was whirled away out of sight into the black fog. With a word to Mount I hurried to the boat, which I found moored to the stern, and casting loose pulled franti¬ cally down stream, but after ten minutes it was evident that there was no chance of finding him alive or dead in that inky darkness—iu fact, it was with the greatest difficulty that I was able to get back to the barge in safety. . Mount had escaped permanent in¬ jury by a miracle. As it was, the acid had scarred his temple and hands badly, but owing partly to the fact of the door opening outward and partly because he had naturally emerged in a stooping attitude (the doorway being a low one), the full charge had missed liis face, and,- beyond the awful pain at first, he was, comparatively little damaged. Dortheim’s body was picked up the next day in a fearful condition. How it happened exactly I cannot tell, but I imagine that the sudden release of liis wrist caused him to grip the frail glass vessel so tightly that it broke, aud the acid fell straight on his up¬ turned face, blinding'him instantly. I shall never forget the poor wretch’s screams as he fell. It may have been retribution, but it was none the less horrible, aud I can’t think of it with- shuddering. ' out However, such was the death of one of the cleverest scoundrels of the period, aud the leader and organizer of Dortheim & Co.—Answers. Chinese Sti’eets. A Chinese thoroughfare is the ex¬ act reverse of ours in shape, the middle part being considerably higher than the two pavements on each side. In the rainy season, if a vehicle should slip, the occupants run considerable risk of being smothered iu the mud and water which always accumulate at that period. .» WHEN A BIG GUN COES OFF. Scientific Men I>o Not Know Ail That Takes Place—Avoiding the Shock. Not one man in ten thousand lias a clear idea of just what happens when a big cannon is fired. The physical manifestations are numerous. Even professors of chemistry and physics are stumped when they want to differenti¬ ate all the gases set loose aud the pe¬ culiar effects they induce. The puff of whitish smoke, the flash of tire, the dim image of the flying projectile, the roar aud the recoil are all familiar,but back of these is a complex mass of phenomena most bewildering to the mind of any but an artillery expert. First, the cubes, disks, hexagons or irregular lumps of powder are chemi¬ cally transformed into a powerful, ex¬ panding gas the instant firing takes place. Then there are innumerable by-products that even chemists do not understand. The explosion of gunpowder is divided into three distinct stages, combustion. The ignition ° is the set- K fire of tlie flr8t gl . airi) whi le the iuflammation is the spreading of y ie fl " ame over the tlie suitace sm . face of ot the tlie dow- pow der from the ,f point ot ignition. ° Com- , bu9 tl0u .. . the , bm> . of » eacb , » ““8 ll ? . Tbe T“\ . ^POjrdet , f u « 0 is due to the + . fact that when subjected to " it so-called explosion that takes place when a match is touched to gunpow- ( j ei . j s merely a chemical change, dur¬ j U g -which there is a sudden evolution 0 f gases from the original solid, it has heeu calculated that ordinary gunpowder on exploding expands about 9000 times or fills a space this much larger as a gas than when in a solid form. When this chemical change takes place in a closed vessel the ex¬ pansion may be made to do a work like that of forcing a projectile along the bore of the great gun or test tube j u the line of least resistance, The hardest work a gunner is called upon to do is to stand the tremendous shock. The forces exerted by these gases in expanding seem to radiate in a p directions from the cannon, as rip- pies are caused by dropping a pebble i u a pool of still water. As a matter of fact, it has been discovered that these lines of forces are exceedingly complicated affairs, and play very queer pranks about the cannon. As a result few people know just which is the safest or the most dangerous posi- tion for a gunner to take beside his gun. Iu the case of the great 13-inch guns on oiir monitors, a position back 0 f the gun is much easier than one nearer the muzzle. * --liMfc Studies in Alliteration. Which is the letter in the alpha¬ bet that is best adapted to alliterative purposes? A musical publisher has issued a number of “popular pieces prettily prepared for progressive pu¬ pils by Percival Powys.” Below is printed: “Practice and perseverance properly pursued procure progress. Popular proverb.” The well known nonsensical nursery rhyme conun¬ drum— ‘•Peter Piper picked a peck of pickling pepper, Piper picked peck of pickling If Peter a peftper, pickling Peter Where's the peck of pepper Piper picked?” would also seem to give the palm to “P. ” Tlie Marquis of Bute, prime minister at the beginning of the reign of George III, indicated his program by the words “Peace, prerogative nnd purity.” But the alliterative resources of the language are endless, as is in¬ dicated by the poem: An Austrian army awfully arrayed. Boldly by'battle besiege! Belgrade. Cossack commanders cannonading come, Dealing destruction’s devastating doom. Every effort engineers fortune, essay, furious fray. Fighting for fame, generals for gracious Generals ’gainst grapple; honorfe good! How Heaven heroic hardihood- And so on throughout the alphabet, though here and there, as in the sec¬ ond word in the “G” line, there is an excusable poetic elision of a letter.— —London News. On a New Steed. The wheelman mounted liis horse. He looked around at his fellow cavalry¬ men. There was a helpless air to his gaze. “Trot!” roared the drillmaster. The wheelman fumbled wildly in the air, “What are you doing there, No. 4?” roared the drillmaster. “F-feeling for the handlebar,” shrieked the unhappy man, as he pitched head foremost on to the tan- bark.—Cleveland Plain Dealer. NO. 38. A VICTORIAN IDYL. Charming Story in Karly Wedded Lifo of Queen Victoria and Prince Albert. Queen Victoria’s marriage was a true love match, as all know, and one of the most charming pictures of the girl queen is presented by the roman¬ tic incident of her betrothal, when the young queen made her offer of mar¬ riage to the handsome young Prince Albert, son of the Duke of Saxe-Co- burg-Saalgeld. As sbe was a sover¬ eign, the prince could not with pro¬ priety make the offer to her, and so the blushing girl, now the woman rather than the queen, in the presence of the youth who had already gained her love, forgot the sovereign as she tim¬ idly took this momentous step. But even the most devoted married couple will have their passing misunderstand¬ ings, and the following story is told concerning one of tlietr youthful dis¬ agreements: Both were high-spirited, strong of character and tenacious of what each considered the right iu any matter of discussion. At one time their differ¬ ences of opinion had led to a temporary coolness of demeanor toward each other, and the prince had retired to his apartments and locked the door. Victoria was the first to yield par¬ tially, and she soon knocked at the door of her husband’s library, affirms Short Stories. “Who is there?” asked the prince, in answer to the knock. “The queen!” replied Victoria,still rather haughtily, though somewhat yielding. “The queen cannot enter,” rejoined the prince, proudly. A short time afterward 'Wetoria again approached her husband’s apartments and once again knocked for admittance. “Who is there?”again the prince in¬ quired. “Your wife,” replied Victoria, ia tender tones. Instantly the door was flung wide open, and the prince received her in his outstretched arms, saying with deepest affection, “My wife is always welcome!”—Newjfork Telegram. Europe’s Standing Armies. Some European countries have huge standing armies even in time of peace. Bussia heads the list with 85S.000 men, or nine per thousand of her pop¬ ulation. Next comes Germany with 580,000, which is thirteen per thou¬ sand, while France has 512,000, or fourteen per thousand. The Austrian army is 380,000, or ten per thousand; Italy 300,000,also ten iu thethousand; England Spain 100,000, 230,000, equally six per six thousand; thou¬ Belgium’s per sand. aripy comprises iliou Sand 31,^ , 000 men, 6r eight in the actually ^ and little Switzerland musters 131,000, or forty-five per thousand. France and Russia united can muster iu time of peace between them 1,400,- 000 men; in time of war, 9,700,000. The triple alliance in time of pqace can bring together 1,192,000, or7,700,- 000 iu war time. The huge European armaments called armies, on a peace footing, cost $1,100,000,000 a year to keep up. —London Sketch. Flbrotis Covering for Bridges. The French engineers at Ceuta, Morocco, have resorted to old cables of aloe fibre for footways, in the case of wearing surfaces of footbridges ex¬ posed to heavy traffic, It seems that elm plank on oak .stringers wore out rapidly, aud finally, in 1894, old flat mine cables were substituted, made from the fibre of the aloe plant and costing at the rate of r.'Vout four cents a pound, their thickness ranging from 1.37 to 1.96 inches, with a mean width of 8.65 inches. These flat cables were thoroughly tarred and nailed down to plank, across the axis of the bridge, nnd the ends secured by light iron bauds. Such footways are found to be very elastic and lasting: they are not slippery, and the weight is only about ninety-two pounds to the square yard. The finished cost is consider¬ able, amounting to about $3.76 a square yard, but up to the present time they show no trace of wear, notwithstand¬ ing the large passenger traffic. A Long Memory. “What’s the matter?” asked the penurious landlord. “The plaster’s fallen off the ceiling,” said the tenant’s son. “Well, I hope you’re satisfied. The first thing you did when you moved in was to complain that the ceilings were too low. ”—Washington Star. Tlie World's Coal. The total area of the coal fields in the world is estimated at 471,800 square miles.