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SUNDAY MORNING. OLD-TIME FAVORITES. #-•. £%##>* • /. nm 9 AUF WIEDERSEHIN! * ai > By James HauraU Lovoll* ■' ■■ Tho name of this poem is German, and means the same as the French "An revoir* (till i see von again), a parting phrase devoid of -the solemnity of the English word ,>*Bwe*reU," wi not quite equivalent to the once, and sometimes even now, solemn “good bye.” It is pronounced approximately “Owf vee-der sain.” The little gate was reached at last, With hand on latch, a vision white Half hid in lilacs down the lane; Lingered reluctant, and again She pushed it wide, and, as she past, Half doubting if she did aright, A Wistful look she backward cast, Soft as the dcwa’lhat fell that night. And said-—'Auf wiedersehen!” She said—''Auf wiedersehen!” The lamp's clear gleam flits up the stair; ’TiR thirteen years; once more I presa I linger in delicious pain; The turf that silences the lane; Ah, in that chamber, whose rich air I hear the rustle of her dress, ■ To breathe in thought I scarcely dare, I smell the lilacs, and—ah, yen, - Thinks she—"Ani wiedsrsehenf" I hear—“Auf wiedersehent" Bp9£- ■■■' Sweet niece of bashful maiden art! The English words had seemed too fain, ■CpST - Hut these—they drew us heart to heart, Kf&j'-. Tot held ns tenderly apart; ■Bate-?.-.-jShe said—“Auf wiedersehen!" IN THE TRACK OF THE TOW. By Albert W. Tolman. lAM what many people would call a “crank” about the salt water. Among the pleasantest hours of my life are those 1 pass alone ln my little rowboat on Long Island Bound. Nothing gives me greater delight than to paddle out a mile or bo from shore, and there lie ou my oars dream ing, mare'og the play of huh and wind "bn (ho water, and watching-the vessels and steamers glide by. In July and August, IWB, I passed a few weeks lu a Connecticut shore town not many miles east of New Haven. To this city my skiff lmd been iseiit down l>y steamer front New York, niicl l bad rowed her from New Haven harbor to the mooring lu a cove near luy boarding place. The Joy of that afternoon in Hie free air and sunlight can be tpprceiaieil only by a man who, like myself, had been poring over Tciiser columns In a back office for eight bourn a day for ten months. A crescent of big blisters adorned each * of niy palms at the end of the trip, tint: my nerves were tranquil and 1 §|pi}l like a log that night. The next day the thermometer regis tered between ninety and 100 degrees, and up to 3 o'clock in the afternoon It was too warm to do anything but drowee In n hammock under the <‘P!)te tree* behind the house. 1 got afi early fifigtggr, ami htsl before .••misc-t pulled out info the atbmtl Soon 1 was beyond *Mit> free-tops set rip to mark the bouu flpklqs of the oyVter beds. The vcvati-r was unruffled. East and ‘'west doVn Cither shore to Hie horizon moved a long, broken procession of- earners, staining the cloud* Sky with their black smoke. The 'Tew snlfinSTtraft lu sight were niotldil* less, tbclr sails hanging Idly ln the Still air. i Farther and farther out T pnddlod, the soft dtp of the oars sounding pleas antly in niy ears. The sun dropped below the horizon; the red of the west darkened and disappeared, and It was night, with myriads of stars refleeted on the glossy blackness of the sound. Lumps began to sparkle along the shore, while masthead lanterns and red anil green running lights told tho position of moving steamers whose hulls had become' Invisible In tho gloom. I stopped rowing and established myself comfortably on my back ln the bottom of the boot, pillowing my head ou the bow. The cool darkness, the salty fragrance of the ocean air, the gentle motion of my skllf, and the dis tant sound of bells and whistles from passing steamers and tho land all In duced a peaceful drowsiness, which soon lap?' ,’ gradually and Impercepti bly into a tk camless sleep. I must have been unconscious for two or three hours when the rooking of the boat awoke me. Cramped and stiff from my slumber lu the night air on the unc*’shloned boards, I start ed Up to t. ' iujwlf enveloped by a - thick nifsu, high, covered the sound like u blanket. It was not very deep, fo? the stars shone faintly through it, but ail other objects were cut off from Vmy view There was no wind, but an can well, rolling In from the east, ■ as istirrisg np unite a sen. without' ft watch, I know that- it mUht Tc well on toward mid . night. lV dawned on me that 1 had cstefcen and still was In a very danger ous .position, not because I expected any trouble in finding the land, but f’lw eSdae 1 was in the track of tugs and Tjteimer*' I shiver.-d at the thought of HHpsril to will ! I had been exposed While asleep. Beneath that shroud of fntst my skiff was invisible to a look out. and might have been crushed Wke mi egg shell by some steamer’s iow without a soul ou board being i||pie wiser Tor It. |; Shipping my oars, I listened to the whistles speaking to one another through the fog. The general course of the vessels was east and west. If, ‘■jWitlmut endangering myself, 1 could merotu-h a tow of barges near enough ;*<’ which way they were heading, jlpcYWild then determine the quarters of the. compass; for If the boats were /-lo.a U-! i \> would he way back to New York. Oo 00-ooh! The Increns i'Yng loudness of a whistle to my left aN&-fhat tug was swiftly approach- SkSbg. Lying on jny oars. 1 waited, pro glared to row forward quickly or back tcwnler. as might be necessary. Nearer Hp ’ nearer came the tooting, and I bear ihe nivli ,-f n.t'.-. b, ne.-uii SPibe vm-so. n prow, and tho puff, puff ot Mpnat. Suddenly, twenty feet away. £ appeared a black stem, nosing rapidly Bpffifcwgh the fog. It was a little tee Hb for comfort As the tug swepi by t ay, nnw glimpse of a tow-rope draggle? the stern, and judged from lit'ilj' "that she probably had two coal-Ye & barges behind her. I could voices of the men on board growing fainter ln the dis tance. Another black phantom passed; It was the first barge, loaded low lu the water; after her at on Interval caine another. As they were loaded I knew that they were heading cast, and that the shore therefore lay In front of me. I settled myself on the thwart and braced niy feet for the row in. Bo interested had I been lu my cal culations that | had barely noticed a confusion ot whistles that occurred shortly ufler the passage of tho tow. Hence I was altogether unprepared, After my third stroke, to hear another boat approaching through the fog from the opposite direction. I backed water vigorously, just in time to escape be ing run down by a tug that was mak ing Ihe water ily ns she dashed west ward^. 1- cfijgirt fiio splash of a rope, and jvaltciJ. Boon ciune the huge- hulk of nip limply liurge, rising hiffLabove the water. It passed so near that I backed ,-another strobe to be but of the way of tbjTwne which I felt sure was follow ing it. Soon I beard another tow-rope whipping the surface, and a second barge the size of tho first swept by. I listened for several seconds, but bear ing no further sound, X bent to my oars again, feeling sure that there were no more barges. I had gone perhaps thirty feet when something .struck the bottom of my skiff. A large cable rose squarely beneath the boat, snapping It Into the air. As my boat dropped back It: fell stern first and capsized, throw ing me out. When I went under I lost my grip of the oars, and on coming to the surface again I moved my hands frantically about In the hope of find ing them. Two or three inches above the water my fingers encountered something round and wet, and closed about it like a wise. It was the cable which had capsized me. A third barge bail been towing after the other two, and Its hawser had proved the cause of the disaster. Higher and higher It rose, lifting ine above water until I was only waist deep. The waves rippled against my body ns I was dragged along. I caught n last glimpse of my oars and water logged boat drifting away In tho fog. Then they were swallowed up aud I was loft clinging to the sodden rope. I did not dare let go of it to attempt to regain my skiff. Indeed; so con fused was I that the Idea did not enter my head until the chance was gone. The hawser began to sink again. Lower and lower It fell until I was submerged to the neck. Deeper It went, and deeper still. I had no choice but to let go, unless I wished to be dragged under. I released my hold and was left struggling lu tlie waves, paddling to keep afloat. Should I abandon the cable and strike out for shore? I was not n strong swimmer, and the laud was a mile or two distant. To start for It ln that fog would be suicide, ns I should soon lose all sense of direction and circle aimlessly about until I sank. My only salvation was to keep near the rope, so that I might grasp it when It rose. Once let un* lose that, and I should drown of be run down by some passing boa t. I* Up came the hawser again with a snap, catching me violently across the chest Regaining my hold 'Mth diffi culty, I was lifted up, up, until only my legs dragged in the water. Then down I sank again, till the rope passed below my reach lu a line of phosphor escent babbles. This could not last forever. If, after the cable had sunk, the barges should make a turn aud pull It from beneath me, so that I could not regain my hold when it rose, my posi tion would be serious indeed. Every time I let go those twisted strnmls my life hung ln the balance. I saw that the only thing for me to do was ts make my way at once to one of the barges before my strength be came exhausted. The boat behind was of course the easier to reach, for she approached me a little every time I let go the rope. Splash to the right! Splash to the left! The hawser was rising again. Once more it lifted me Into the air. : Before It sank 1 had worked myself some feet toward the barge. After it was gone I paddled in the same direc tion. Again aud again I did this. An easterly wind was rising and the vater was growing rougher. The fog rill clung to the surface. Far up and down the sound the whistles blew eon* tlnually, some faint and distant, others louder and nearer. My fingers were numb from clutching the coarse strands. At last I knew that I was drawing near the barge. The cable no longer sank beneath my reach. I could hear the rush of water before the prow. And now the rope was above the sur face altogether. High In the air above me a blunt stem loomed through the mist. It was the barge at last. with, the cable rising at a sharp angle and disappearing over Its bow. Wearied by my efforts I felt that I could never climb thnt steep slope without help. I shouted, but my voice could not lie heard above tbe rushing foam. Despairing at last of attracting tlie attention of anyone on board, I saw that my only chance wag to as cend the hawser. I was fairly strong in the arms, and had It not been for my previous struggles the feat would have lieeu an easy one. In my present state. It seemed a tremendous task; but I had no choice in the matter. My life hung on my power to lift myself hand over hand. If I let go, the barge would ride over me like a marine car of Juggernaut, drowning me at once. I began the ascent. The rope- tightened, lifting me so that my toes barely touched the water. Again it grew loose, and I was sub merged to the waist. I was now fairly In tlie spume In front of the boat. Inch by inch I drew nearer. Once more tlie hawser tightened, and I hung suspended over the surge boiling be fore the prow. It slackened, and I was thrown against the stem. This continual motion was my worst trouble. Had the rope been perfectly si 111 I could have climbed much more easily; but It was a dead lift, and every Inch cost, me untold agony. Over and over again I gave up all hope or being saved. Then I would resolutely put out of my mind tho thought of the entire distance, and focus my whole attention on the handhold Immediately before ine. When by a heart-breaking effort I bad gained that, I fixed niy aim on the next, and so on. Thus little by little I progressed, crawling upward with snail-like slowness. At last I was almost up to the “chocks'’ through which the hawser ran; but my strength was utterly ex hausted, and I knew that I could never clamber on board. With one supremo effort I raised myself so that my head caine for an Instant above the bul warks, and looked Into the eyes of a deck-hand who was not more than three feet away. The consternation and terror on the man's face would have been ludicrous under any other circumstances. For a moment we remained staring at each other. I was too weak to speak, and he was too frightened. Then I began to slip back, still clinging desperately to the hawser. The end of a boathook reached cau tiously out over the bow and moved down toward me. It caught the back of my shirt and I did not mind that It pierced through and drew blood. In deed, I did not know It, for at that In stant my finger* relaxed their hold, and I lost consciousness. I afterward learned that my preserver would have been unable to get me on board but for the opportune assistance cf another bargeman. I spent the greater part of the next day ln a bunk on board the barge at a coal dock ln Hoboken. But the follow ing morning found me little the worse for my adventure, and I went back to Connecticut that forenoon for the remainder of my vacation.—Youth's Companion. Not Fat Wrong. The story is well known of Eliot’s translation Into the Indian language of the passage from the Bible, “Tlie mother of Steer* looked out at the window and cried through tlie lattice.” Not knowing tho Indian word for "lattice,” he tried to get the Indians to help him out. and described a wicker framework. The Indians thought they recognized his meaning, and gave him the word. Afterward Eliot found that lie hud made the mother of Siseta cry though the eel-pot. A, similar diffi culty lu coaxing a definition from the untutored was met by a school-teacher. She was trying to Spike the children define the word “bovffii-.” "It applies to nu umtnal,” she said. “Can any one tell me vfrliat animal?” (There was the alienee of confessed ignorance. The teacher began to throw out leading hints. “The animal that gives us meat,™ Still silence. “And shoes,” she added. No light broke on the twenty puzzled countenances. “And tho straps thnt you carry your books ln.” “Ol* I know,” cried a young voice, with explosive eagerness.” “Well. James, what animal is it?” “Father!” A Finger Bowl Lea-end. To be denied the use of a finger bowl at meals Is one of the penalties people have to pay for the privilege of being invited to meet English royalty. It is a piece of antiquarian lore and dates back to the time of the pretender. Then the Jacobites used to raise their glass over the finger- bowl in order to drink to the king. The reference was obvious, for they meant to “the king over the water,” although they did not dare say so. Borne people have declared that the Jacobites used to drink from the finger bowls themselves to “.Charlie across the water,” but this is a needless as persion on the followers of James 11. Hood men and true, they were no more in tlie liablt of drinkiug water than the rest of the people of the time, and tlie drinking vessels in those days were sufficiently large to obviate the use of finger bowls as we understand them to-day., - “ THE BRUNSWICK DAILY NEWS. A HOLY NATION. Bet Liberty run onward with the years, And circle with the seasons; let her break The tyrant’s harshness, the oppressor’s spears; Bring ripened recompenses that shall make Supreme amends for sorrow’s long ar- re ars; Drop holy benison on hearts that ache; Put clearer radiance into human eyes, And set the glad earth singing to the Clean natures coin pure statutes. Let us GAINS MADE BY LABOR In the current Issue of the American Federatlonist, the official organ of the country, a brief resume is given of the work of each of the past twenty cne conventions of the American Fed eration of Labor. It shows a continu ous growth since the first convention was held In Pittsburg, Nov. 15, 1881. At that convention the name “Federa tion of Organized Trades and Labor Unions of the United States and Can ada" was chosen. This was changed at the Columbus convention, in 1886, to the present title, the American Federation of Labor. The resume is good reading for the student of the labor movement. It shows the ob stacles that have been surmounted In tho onward march of labor for the RAILROAD TRAINMEN OFFICIAL William G. Lee, first grand master of the Brotherhood of Railroad Train- WHIIam G. Lee. ORGANIZATION OF EMPLOYERS Employers of labor In Toronto, Canada, have formed an association for the protection of their Interests. The objects of tbe association as set forth by the by-laws are briefly as fol lows; “To protect tb© members In their rights to manage own busi ness ln such lawful manner .as they may deem proper; the Investigation and adjustment ot any difficulties arising between any of the members and their employes; the adoption of a uniform, legitimate system whereby members may ascertain who Is, and who is not, worthy of employment; to endeavor to make it iwssible for AN IMPORTANT VICTORY Another important victory for or ganized labor hag been won through arbitration. It Is the advance In wages and improved conditions secur ed by the street car employes In their controversy with the Union Traction company. The men have won a sub stantial advance in wages solely through their organization, and their future course will be watched by union men with interest. It has fre quently happened in tbe past that a union was organized for a specific purpose, and when that purpose was accomplished It was allowed to drop. The Chicago Federation of Lal>or, through its adoeaey of the policy of conciliation and arbitration, has re cently been instrumental ln settling a number of strikes and of averting several threatened troubles. Among tho troubles settled through arbitra tion may be cited the street car con troversy, the strikes of the rubber workers, stable employes, clothing makers, garment workers, wholesale grocery employes and others. Some of them were settled- after strikes had been called, but in the case of ENGLISH WOMEN’S WAGES r- - "jviiss Jessy M.- S. Gray, factory in spector for Islington, tn her annual re port refers to her visits ln the abodes of the heuseworkers, in the London Telegraph. “With few exceptions the women who have spoken to me on the subject complain of the prices paid for their work. As an example of cheap work I found an artificial florist making violets for %and. a gross, each flower having to pass HOPE FOR NINE-HOUR DAY Through conciliation and a mutual agreement with employers, the iron molders hope to establish a national nine-hour day by Jan. 1 next The movement was started In St. Louis on July 1, when an agreement was made for the iron molders of that city. The national convention of the iron molders held at Toronto last July ap proved the plan adopted at St. Loulb, and instructed local officers when cleans© The hearts that beat within us; let us mow Clear to the roots our falseness and pre tense, Tread down our rank ambitions, over throw Our braggart moods of puffed self-con sequence, Plow up our hideous thistles which do grow Faster than maize In May time, and strike dead The base infections our low greeds have bred. amelioration of the conditions of the worker. Many measures advocated by the federation ln its early days have long since become laws, and tc those who fret at the apparent 6low progress being made, it should be a source of encouragement. All great movements must necessarily move slowly, but when the delegates to the twenty-second annual convention assembled at New Orleans Nov. 13, and looked back over the progress made In twenty years, they could say truly that their efforts have not been ln vain. The eight-hour bill, tho anti injunction bill, and the prison-labor bill have not yet passed Congress, but they will by persistent and intelligent agitation. men, has been a member of the ordei since 1889. Previous to his election t<s the present office in 1895 ho had been a delegate to several conven tions of the trainmen. At the time of his election Mr. Lee was a conductor on the Union Pacific railroad, has been re-elected at all subsequent meetings, and since taking on the duties of first assistant to Grand Chief Morrissey has been instrumen tal In making the wage scales on nearly all western lines. 6,300,000 French Women at a Work. More than 6,300,000 French women work for their living. Most of these outside workers (more than 2,700,000) are employed in forestry or agricul ture, Including women land owners. Industrial occupations claim nearly 2,000.000 more, the cloister 120,000, the theater about 32,000 and the lib eral professions 138,469. any person to obtain employment without being compelled to join a labor organization, and to encourage Such persons to resist this compul sory method of organized labor; to protect its members In such manner as deemed expedient against legisla tive, municipal, aud political en croachment on their rights.” Any one employing five workers ts eliglblo to membership. I admire the fellow who succeeds in borrowing ail that be wants. He has the nerve that converts Itself Into hard cash. If the street car men are awake to their own Interests they will stand by their union more firmly than ever be fore, as, although their wages have been fixed for the next eighteen months, unless they have a good or ganization at the end of that time they may be unable to maintain the conditions just secured.—Chicago Inter Ocean. Women worship money, but the man who stands for it gathers the foggy in cense to himself and smiles a self satisfied, hard cash smile. ARBITRATION WINS the street car men especially a strike was averted. In the cases where strikes were called most of them were, of short duration. This success has given the newer unions con fidence in the central body, and the advice of its executive board is gen erally asked for before radical action is taken. A woman’s Idea of a dutiful hus band is one who will stay at home and look after the baby while she spends the afternoon shopping. through her hands four times. This woman said she made on an average of 9d. a day. An ordinary price for making men’s long silk ties is 4d. or sd. a dozen; making paper bags, 4d. of sd. per 1,000; making tucked blouses, 2%d. each; ladies’ long jack ets, Sd. each. The women take out and carry back the work to the shop or warehouse, and provids their own machines and cotton.” making agreements to make every ef fort to have inserted a nine-hour clause. A number of local agreements have been entered into for’a period ex tending several months beyond the time limit set for tlie inauguration of the nine-hour work day, but all of them have a provision that the agree ment will be no obstacle in the way, if the movement is taken up nation ally. Shah Caught in Cupid’s Net Beautiful American Girl Captures the Heart of Persia's Offered to Make Her His Wife The Shah of Persia has fallen in rove with a fair American girl and asked her to become one of his wives. One would think he had quite enough already. But no, “the King of Kings has succumbed to the charms of Miss Miss Courtney Thomas. Courtney Thomas —or Mile. Coumey, as she is known on the concert stage In Paris—and he has prostrated him self at her feet, her abject slave. And this is how it all happened: His majesty, accompanied by his suite, attended a performance at the Opera Comique in Paris, and was de lighted beyond expression, not only with the voice of the young singer, but with her personality, for at the mo ment Mile. Courtney is one of the most beautiful women in Paris. Tall, straight, with an exquisitely moulded figure and raven-black hair and bril liantly dark eyes, hers is a beauty that may stand all tests. "I would like to meet Mile. Court ney,” said the Shah, after the curtain had rung down on the thrilling scene In the third act of Manon Lescaut, in which the heroine Induces her sweet heart to fly with her from St. Sulplce. "She has a wonderful voice, but I would like to hear her sing ln another place.” With such a dignitary as the Shah of Persia, who flngs pigeon-blood ru bies and pocketfuls of diamonds- to those who tickle his fancy, a wish is a command, and before noon the day following Mile. Courtney had received a note from the secretary of the Shah inviting her to come to the Elysees Palace the next afternoon at 5 to sing for his majesty, bringing with her somo music she liked best. Mile. Courtney accordingly betook herself, with an accompanist—and a chaperon—into the Shah’s presence. After presentations had been made the music whs handed to Muzaffer-Ed- Din for him to make a selection. Look ing over each piece carefully Ifce finally —s t . INTERIOR OF PERSIAN HAREM. drew forth "L’lran” (Persia), by the composer Duval, saying. "I should like to hea. your interpretation of this aria. Let me see how you enter into the spirit of tbe music.” Mile. Courtney sang, throwing all her soul Into the rhythmic and dreamy strains of the Persian harmony, and Its swinging, vibrant tempo. At its finish his majesty stood up, and clap ping his hands vigorously cried: “Bravo! Bravo! I never expected to "" The ShaK. hear that music sung so by one out of my own country. Your voice seems admirably suited to the weird strains. My dear young lady, you cannot please me better than by singing this same song again.” The request was gracefully complied with, and then Mile. Courtney sang twb more pieces—a selection from *‘The Pearl Fishers” and an aria from “Grflfeldis.” When the numbers were completed his majesty clasped upon her arm an exquisite souvenir brace let, composed of Persian cameos sur rounded by emeralds and pearls. And then, as if he were about to say his adieu, he abruptly changed Ids mind and commanded once again to hear “L’lran.” "The King of Kings” knows no re straint, but does just as he pleases on the spur of the impulse. So she sang again divinely. “A bracelet of triffes that I have just given you is cot enough for your voice like a nightingale, and your hair, which has more of the glorious black than any in my own nation. Come, come, come back with me to my own country. I will make you my wife.” The Shah already, as far as the latest statistics can be ascertained. Including the wives allowed him by his religion, has 300 recipients of his favors In his seraglio. Mile. Courtney, it may be assumed, in her embarrass ment, said in French, which she speaks very cleverly; “I will always be a sister to you, sir, but the religion of my country compels me to refuse the distinguished honor of being your royal consort.” And so It was that Miss Courtney Thomas threw away one of the chances of tier life —that of becoming No. 301 to his imperial majesty, “The King of Kings,” to devote herself to The Crown of Persia, her art and the one particular happy man. The French are not lenient to people who speak their language badly, or, as they call It, with an accent. It Is. therefore, a triumph In two di rections when an American girl BingS at the Opera Comique and captivates s Shah. It is such a triumph that has been won by Miss Courtney Thomas, upon whom f he Shah has east the eyes of desire. She made tip her mind five yean ago, when she went to Paris to study singing, that she would conquer her Missouri accent, which on all sides they told her was charming in Eng lish, but execrable in French. And she did it. . The Shah of Persia has no crown, properly speaking. His ceremonial headpiece is a high gold brocade cap, adorned with diamonds, feathers and pendant ropes of pearls. Our picture of the Interior of a Per sian harem Is from a snapshot taken surreptitiously by a European lady via kor. \ Glass Eyes for Animals. Wass eyes are now made for horseaj catland dogs, as well as for be ink. Those animals usßfHjSLj :ln man. and i-ral tufl th%p at the same (•no is about r- b<-, aud : ' amPI f the s>- &%k ■ m m A Mir."" ™ an 1| his lHj grave of his first Ho waited ■’ before he made reqne^H^^H Nor Honey? English law, it is said, will no& mit a candidate for office to glass of milk to a voter. But icar. candidate roti! *hink ;. milk when seeking votes. Jf rJH? Has Had Enough gBM Oov. Candler oft! 'A of office soon hereafter stay out of boys wil! let him." DECEMBER 28