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Child with the hungry eyes,
The pallid lifted, mouth asking and hands, brow,
And the
I am more starved than thou.
I beg not on the street;
But where the sinner stands,
In secret place, I beg
™ Of God, with outstretched hands.
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THE RECONCENTRADO.
13y WILLIAM PERRY BROWN.
N this occasion Mr.
k Ferdinand Baya
1 was lunching at
F his club. In bis
% native province of
1 Castile the prefixes
Don or Senor
would have been
Of more appropriate,
>7 Also, in Cuba,
where he had lived
for a time. But
years of prosaic
'-'V merchandizing in
New York had
Americanized him
in many ways. To
the wholesale fruit dealers of the west
side, plain Mr. Baya, of Sava & Co.,
was much better known than the Don
Ferdinand, of semi-noble descent, who
would doubtless have been more con
sidered, say in Madrid.
He was a tall, darkish man, with a
beard, looking not unlike a
in modern garb. In his brown,
Bud eyes came certain fiery glints at
) as if to match the heavy, thun
eyebrows above. The snap and
go of active mercantile life had ren
dered him at once brusque and genial,
yet, mingled with these were dashe» of
sensitive reserve that came over him at
times, more especially of Ip.te, when
his friends chafed him about Cuba or
sundry harsh criticisms of his native
land were flung carelessly about with
in his bearing.
yHullo! What is this?” exclaimed
. junior fful, slow
flying partner, a ca
New Englander named Loyd
Ehrficott. “Blowing up of the Maine
in Havana harbor. Loss of many lives,
suspicion of dynamite, sub-marine i
mine and so forth. Good heavens, I
Baya! What do yon think of that?” i
He handed over the paper, its first
page almost entirely covered with ,
hind scare Reads, to Baya, wno, after ;
a fervid exclamation or two of concern, !
contracted his brows severely.
“You v Americans , . .
are a suspicious
ke commented. Almost with
the/first shock of announcement the
.•papers are insinuating that the Span¬
ish authorities may have had some¬
thing to do with this. Why, it is bar¬
barous. The iact of it is, Endicott,
you all hate Spain because she will not
give (up; Cuba, and nothing, Spaniard eonse
quently, is too i lean for a to
do “You’re in your <|yes,” there, Baya. Spain
wrong
hates us. Shoe is on the other foot.”
“Not so—not so. For months I
have had, so to -peak, to see my coun
try^pit upon b\ your press and peo
-.-'“Well, Baya, as long as you will
starve the Cubans instead of fighting
them, how can you expect sympa
“That will do, Endicott.” Mr.
pushed back his chair decisively,
Will not discuss these tilings with
is bad enough to have to
W listen. I try to be just.
not my only brother a Cuban at
heart—a traitor? In this club, on
’Change, on the street, my ears are
filled with insults that. I cannot resent.
At times L leaving think seriously of selling
and the country. Now
that yonr warship has blown herself
up in one of our ports it will bo worse
than ever.”
“I must say all this is rather hard
on you, Baya,” said Endicott, dryly
sympathetic. “Mercy! If I was in
Madrid, I guess my ears would burn.”
“Then you and I will keep the
peace, my friend. Our individual
interfhts, at least, are one—lia! Here
is, ■fmnger.” Boated
^■legrarn. boy handed Baya a
As he read it the
face softened and he
■be message warmly as he
■■I .^Pfrom Captain Y’barra,” he
He wires from Matanzas. Read
HBRidicott. Ah, Juan! Juan. My
brother! How long is it, Endicott,
Bince we heard from Juan?”
I “One year, two months, .and—er—
about a week,” returned the other,
Methodically. fears “It is going on four
since Juan drew out of the
Business here and packed off to Cuba.
Ilarti and Garcia, with their revolu¬
tionary plans, completely upset him.
Bq ivfi«||jpald weald put his money in, spite of
til do. In a general way I
km [hat, favorable to Cuba Libre; you know
Baya. But I advised Juan
kgainst [ering. sinking all his money in filibus
But no. He would. He said
L^me: ' Bfoust ‘I’m help crippled, the I can’t in fight. other
Pays. cause
kirn Let us zee. You parted with
in anger-—”
I “Ye*. But we became friendly
BEGCARS,
As thou hast asked of me,
.Raising thy downcast head,
So have I asked of Him,
So, trembling, have I plead.
Take this, and go thy way;
* ■ Thy hunger shall soon cease:
Thou prayest but for bread,
And I, alas! for peace.
—Ella Higginson in Eippincott’s.
afterward by letter. I reprobate bis
conduct as a born Spaniard, but—be
is my brother. You know be went
into the interior. Then, after Weyler
came and the lines of eommunieation
were tightened we did not bear from
him any more. I wonder how Y’barra
found him? I warrant be is sick of
rebellion by this time, and glad at
the idea of getting back where bard
dollars and good steaks are plentiful.”
“Then we are to kill the fatted calf
when he arrives?”
“Is he not my brother? .But he
must repent, if he has not done so al
ready. I will aid and succor no re¬
bels.” In Baya’s eyes the fiery
glints appeared, but Endicott shook
his head.
“Tut, tut,” lie remonstrated. “He
is none the worse for being a patriot,
though silly to throw his money away,
Let us see. The ‘Don Carlos’ will be
here in about four days if Y’barra
starts at the time he mentions in this
cable. ”
The partners now separated, Baya
calling out from the doorway:
“Don’t forget the Alfonso Club din
ner, Endicott. You are one of our
guests, yon know. You will hear
some good Spanish arguments, and
the Junta will catch fits. Adios.”
Endicott picked up the cablegram,
Translated, it read: “F. Baja, No.
---tk st.: Will start to-mor
row. Full cargo, pines and bananas.
Your brother Juan will accompany us.
He is in bad shape. You will be sur
prised.—(Signed) Y’barra, steamship
*D6n Carlos. » ”
“That means,” mused Endicott,
“that Juan has lost his money, and is
sick of the whole business down there,
I guess. Ferdinand will give him
thunder. Fercj. is growing more bit
ter all the time.” i
The next day an incident happened j
to still further intensify Baya s clis- j
like of liis surroundings. He was !
7 tention lkin S was "P attracted Broadway, to when some his photo- at- j
.
graphs cally he m a stopped store window. to looked Mecbam- Theyj [
represented a number of the starving ;
reconcentrados. The gaunt forms, ;
distended abdomens and despairing j
faces were pitiful enough, but the
sight irritated Baya. !
“Hello, Baya,” said a strident |
voice at his shoulder. ‘ ‘Is that one |
of the resuits of Spamsli chivalry?
Pah! Why don’t Spam let Cuba go, ;
anyhow? But Spain will-see? Sou |
Spaniards cannot fight modern pitched
‘•arissrstt loud-voiced , • a • - sort l of £ Jt
insistent i l a man,
emitted a harsh laugh. -Baya grew
pa e with anger.
“I w! 1! show you one Spaniard who
can fight,” he retorted so menacingly
that a mutual friend thrust himself
between tlie two. saymg:
I ■ My, my! This won’t do. In a j
crowded street, too. Samuels, be I
quiet. ■ . -o Bava, don -i t mmd • ii- him. n Gaul 1 , !
th It I -r was m • Havana ir do i you suppose t I
■
would bristle up every time somebody
called the Americans pigs? No, no
Learn to give and take, old man.”
The incident passed thus, but for
the next dav or two Baya had his
feelings ruffled more than usual. If
he looked at a bulletin board, or
picked up a paper, or listened to a
political conversation, it was every
where tlie same story. Cubans
starved, , t tlie .f nr 3Iaine • treacnerously x sunk, i
txt Weyler i a butcher, Blanco a numb
skull, i ii n Gomez „ n a second i wTn Washington—
, \ tt , i
°
. Wimi i 1 doubHess^ ,1 • my brother Juan
would say amen,” groaned Baya to
himself. “But if Juan looks for my
aid he must, for once, prove himself
a true bpamarci.
Word came finally that the ‘ Don
Carlos” was in the lower bay. 8he
was owned by Baya A Co and plied
mostly m the tropical fruit trade. Ow
ing to fog she was slow about coming
up, so that it was the night of the Al
phonso Olio dinner before she pulled
into her North River dock.
Baya, as vice-president of the club,
was very busy attending to various
commissions connected with the dm
ner. Finding it impossible for him to
get off, he deputed Endicott to wel¬
come Juan and bring him to Baya’s
up-town apartments.
“Make the poor fellow comfortable,
Loyd, and tell him what is keeping
me. Juan will remember our club
dinners. He was a member once, and
has eaten more than one of them in
the old days before he went daft on
Cuba Libre.”
But when Endicott reached the dock
“To thine own self be true,and it will follow, as night the day, thou cans’t not then be false to any man.”
LINCOLNTON, GA.. THURSDAY, JULY 21, 1898
he found only the captain, who was
just ordering a thorough search of the
ship.
“I am, about Juan Baya, most un
easy,” quoth Y’barra. “He has not
been seen since the ship entered the
lower bay, it appears. Ordinarily it
would not make so much difference,
but--” Here the captain dropped his ,
voice to a whisper, during which only
a disconnected word or two occasion
ally was audible to any one except En
dicott, whose face sir—rage—-could gradually length
ened. “Fact, hard
ly eat—pays no attention—one idea—
Cuba Libre—strangest thing—wish
Baya—-—” looked
And so on. Endicott more
and more worried. The searchers
length reported that Senor Baya was
not on board.
“How did I find Juan?” quoth the
captain after grumbling somewhat,
“He came aboard at one of the coast
ports. Don't know which one, Senor
fEndicott,
“Don’t know!” Endicott looked
surprised.
“St. Jago help me, no. He was
found on board just before we got to
Matanzas.”
“I do not understand, captain. You
cannot keep such a poor watch on
“No, sir; not that. But you know
there are chances to steal on board a
vessel often. He was hidden in the
hold among the fruit. He was a stow
away.
“Stranger than ever. Juan Baya
came on his own brother’s ship as a
stowaway!”
“It is the truth, sir. More than
that. I have not yet been able to find
out where he came from. He won’t
tell. His mind—■—”
Here Y’barra dropped again to a
whisper.
“I declare! This quite gets me.”
Mr. Endicott’s drawl increased with
his perplexity. “I must see Ferdi
nand. We have to notify the police.”
Night whipping in early from the
sea had long swathed the city in a
cold, drizzly mist, when a cabman
from his perch noticed a loosely muf¬
fled figure limping along the pavement
of one of the lower cross streets lead¬
ing from West street to Broaday,
Cabby, going at a slow walk along the
curb, said to himself: “Dat’s a queer
looking guy; must be drunk.”
Not looking for a fare in this
men, he- MbsecI Ids eyes
Then his cab door opened and shut
and. the tired horse stopped. Cabby
^d^ps-iurieured' Tlle muffled fi ° me
“Well ; I’m blessed!” he ejaculated,
„ If ^ eren , t host it mugt a t
V,,' Hey, Jack! What’s
"^was T
calling down the fare hole
dnbiousl *{ butwa8 atart j ed to hear a
lohr voice exolaim from within,
b Alfonso , V iva Cuba Libre!”
8nbsido into unintelligible mut
.
’ Fm b i ame d!” quoth ' Cabby,
« H b t mon>? W ill I chuck
bim nut •>” ’
^ 1<r ; j , Club Alfonso!”
something that sounded more
ith a bad cold
, .
<\ club Mi is ifc? » cogi tated
0 “I know thim blokes. Dagos,
111 risk ye, my sack of grippe. Me
fare wi ll come in somewhere.”
Re d alld aftei . a fifteen
minutes’drive drew up ‘ before a bril
liantl 4 Ji ° hted mansio in one 0 f the
aemi ele ct u towll neighborhoods
affecfced bythe J better class of foreign
elS '
(e Here we are, sorr,’’ said Cabby,
opening 1 . ° the ,, apor. , ,, “I T guess you’re ,
toime, , . for „ something ,, . ■
on is going on.
, . ■ . . ,
’ e Z? n °i, v e C i n S ’ P az ®‘
Yhe muffled 1 paving staggered ,
, or f’ S av 6 no lleed ’ but B *f red at the
,uildl “ g lo , f S a 7 earu ? a J’ T* 7 ™*
to and fro the f while on his ieet.
‘ Far e * P laze ’ aeventy-foive-holy
m ° tbeld . Sure, it f is a ghost!
Ybe flgure bad dro PP ed tbe cioak
and a PP e “« d a " a f d m a maS3 -f
rags and tatters that illy concealed 7 xts
nakedness. But not this alone star
tied tlie cabman so much as o that the ,,
.. , and features » , revealed, i i i looked i i
*
not , unlike rl those of P skeleton . , . mthe -
a
heed to the cabman, it swayed for
waa ’ d l l P th ® ste P s > clutchin S weakl y
a ”
„ oin . in ,» *> „ as aspe £ ea d
0 “That s tiie.-first club 3 as I’ve
kn0 wedtobe haunted. Fare, sez I?
Bad cess to him! It’s lucky * I am to
get °
H e a p p r opr i ate d the cloak, however,
wllich a p peare d to be a nautical one
and f
Ag j ^ woula bave it the oater
Qn the latoh _ The fi
and staggered iu. A clinking
of « g, asse3 an d an echo of laughter and
^ voice8 floatetl out and was shut in
° in as t]ie door closed,
The Club Alfonso dinner was prov
ing to be a success, Besides the
members there were sundry guests,
some of them Americans of pro-Span¬
ish proclivities. The club was of
long standing, and had used its pres
ent quarters for many years.
The cloth had just been removed
and the toast to the Queen Regent
had just been drunk, wheu Baya, who
was presiding, was given a written
message by a writer, He appeared
to be both moved and vexed,
but, excusing himself and calling the
Spanish Consul temporarily to the ;
chair, ! he hurriedly withdrew. The
message was from Endicott, and was
as follows: ;
“Come to the steamer at once. Let
nothing stop you. Juan has mysteri
ously disappeared.—Loyd.” v j
Meanwhile speech-making and toast- ;
ing responded went on. to with “The moderate President” enthusi- was j
especially by the Americans j
asm, :
present. “Spanish Colonies” evoked j
many vivas, while the sentiment j i
“Weyler, the hero of Cuba,” set the
tables frantic. Finally the Consul j
himseli rose and, amid breathless at
j tention, propounded the toast: “The
i ever-faithful isle, ours always and
, forever.”
j The guests rose, drained their
j glasses applause. ami fairly outdid themselves,
in Two or thiee newspa
per meu smiled slyly, but for the me
ment Spanish sentiment reigned su
preme. In the midst of the jubilation
a door opened and a death-like figure,
clothed in literal rags and limping
fearfully, entered.
For a momeht it paused while the
applause died out as the diners stared;
plunging forward in a tottering
way, it seized a full glass from under
the nose of an amazed guest, and,
raising it in a shaking hand, lifted up
a sepulchral voice:
- ; Viva Cuba Libre!”
Repeating this three times, with
growing quiverings, the creature
drained the glass, dropped it shatter
| ing to the floor and bowed weakly,
The contrast between the splendor
and the glitter around and his own
j ! rags and emaciation seemed to strike
the stranger. He looked at himself,
still clutching at the table and grinned
in a senile way. Then he said in
Spanish:
“Pardon y>7 senors. I_I have no
dress Cuba' never live' mind Lon" live
free! Long the Club Al
fonso. 5 Death to those who starve
the patriots! Pity and aid the recon
trado-l_”
Here two waiters seized him at a
signal from the Consul. He resisted
violently for a moment, then, collaps
ing, vutsivelv sank into a chair and wept con
“Who and what can he be?” were
the nestions that were variously
Sfe^kad completely
checked the harmonious flow of pa¬
triotic festivity. Many could not. look
upon him without a shudder. His
yellow skin hung to his bones like
parchment; the joints of his limbs
bulged, while the shrunken museles
betrayed the absence of flesh. More¬
over, though clean, apparently, him¬
self, his tattered clothing, of some
coarse cotton stuff, was filthy and mis¬
erably inadequate to the weather
without. There was a wild uncer¬
tainty in his swelled eyes that seemed
to contend with some half-obscured
though intense purpose.
There is something shocking in a
man’s violent grief, and the circle
waited indecisively as the stranger
wept, even the waiters drawing back.
At last the man looked up. Some¬
thing caught his eye, and grief gave
way to excitement. He pointed to the
wall where hung a full length portrait
of General Weyler.
“Who put that there?” he quavered,
“Where is Campos?”
Club members now recalled that
after the deposition of Marshal Gam
pos three years before, his portrait had
been replaced by that of W eyler, after
considerable debate. But how should
this skeleton-like scare-crow know?
“Ha, ha, ha!” laughed the stranger, for
rising, though tottering. “Weyler
Campos! A tiger for a lion!”
A door opened and in hurried Ferdi
nand Baya, followed by Endicott and
Y’barra.
“Lister. Ferdinand! . cried the stran
ger, iu that awful, dead-and-alive
voice, the voice of the starved. “Wey¬
ler for Campos! A vulture for an
eagle! ”asi for Cuba-my
__>»
Vr He * fell „ to . weeping • again ■ and . t col
lapsing, l ined, his face m his long,
claw-hke angers
“In ti: name of Heaven Baya who
is he? au escaped lunatic?
fromthe > onsu .
‘■Well, :at, draw edEndicoit, dryly,
“he is w .afeyou Spamaras call a -
concenter lo. Pretty picture isn the,
from a hv sanitarian point of view ?
Exclamations oj! incredulous amaze
ment all about, Endicott langhek
Ask v aptam Y barra ieie. e
brougnt the poor fellow trom Ma
tains and swears that he has been
starved : itil food doesn t seem to do
him mm u good. His mmd is affected,
as you can see He is one of the re
snlts of pamsh pacificateon.
But undicott b sarcasm was lost
amid tbe interest excited by Baya s
behavior. The latter had entered the
Z Thong.i 0m Ui Y a barra ate °f bad T prepared VOU8 eX ?l him eme f for
a shock, the wasted figure and half
gibberng voice smote upon his sei si
An awed silence crept over the
guest' At length the Consul gently
repex “1 the qf:
“I ■ :-v..xce yor, ■,7' teis unfoitu-
3*tc - --, iliya. 'CiX’ he, may i\\e
ask
“Gentlemen,” saidBaya, straighten^
’
\
ing up, “this is what is left of Juan
Baya, my dear brother. As Eudieott
says, he is, or (thank Heaven!) was a
recoucentrado. Behold him! Observe
him well. He has had all he wanted
to eat for days. What must have been
his condition the first day? I am a
Spaniard and I love Spain. But, so
help me, I never knew before what
Cubans were undergoing that Cuba
might be free.” quavered
“Viva Cuba Libre!” the
reconcentrado. “I am lame. I
could not fight. No—no—I—could—
not-”
“He could starve, though,” mut
tered Endicott, grimly. “Lookout,
Baya!”
The starved wretch had fainted,
They carried him out to the still
waiting cab and Baya lield him ten
derly as the brothers were driven
home.
The banquet resumed its course, but
the flow of enthusiasm seemed to have
been quenched in the piteous depths
of Juan’s starved and bulging eyes.
The Consul took an early leave, and
his departure was the signal for a gen
eral breaking up.
One of the newspaper men button
holed Y’barra, who had remained, as
to Juan Baya’s history.
“1 don’t know much,” said the
captain. “He came aboard ns a
stowaway and nearly killed himself
eating pinis and bananas in the hold
before we nailed him. He said he was
on the dock somewhere, saw our boat,
remembered the name ‘Don Carlos’
and crawled on board unseen. I sup
pose he must have been caught by
Weyler’s order in some interior town,
and, having spent everything and
being a cripple, he was penned up
with thousands of others. Anyhow,
he is a wreck. If he recovers, we
| shall know more of his history. in his He
has a certain degree of cunning
semi-lunacy, and managed to leave
I tke koat M’t.er donning his old rags
j a 8 ain ; We had given him clean cloth -
ln S* 1 suppose he came to the Alfonso
| Club because, years ago he was a
member and lived here at the rooms.
“We must have his picture,” com
mel * ted news P a P el ,' man ’ “Whitt
a sll0 ' v lie ' vould make lOT a dlm v «
r”
Y barra shrugged , , , his . shoulders . ,, anu ,
' u prolle d lds e ^ es ’
“ You Amencanoes ’ he , exclaimed . . ,
“You are incorrigible, —hew York
WORDS OF WISDOM.
Truth is the secret of eloquence.
The best-known remedy for laziness,
is to go to work.
Safety and success are the euds of
all wise counsel.
Temptation is not dangerous until
you want to yield.
There are few sermons neither too
long nor too short.
The rich man who doesn’t give, will
always remain poor.
Judgment and decision are man’s
great wheels of fortune.
The merry-hearted have a fortune
that thieves cannot steal.
If good resolutions could furnish
wings, everybody would fly.
The good man’s life is like the spark
that is brightest at the close.
You cannot tell by the size of the
tree, how the apples will taste.
Nothing is so pleasing or so horrid
as music of your own harp,
0 j silence is often more
valuable than the gift of speech,
An hour of careful thinking is worth
more than ten of careless talking.
Fashion rules the largest empire and
collects her tax in gold and blood.
Earth has no brighter blossom than
the little child smiling through rags,
jt is not our failures that ruin us,
j bu t our fear and tardiness in making
new beginnings after failure.—Ram’s
j jjg rn .
Montenegrins as Soldier**
The Montenegrin army is wonder- ,
| fully strong for so small a Nation, and
I consists of 24,000 men, divided into
divisions of 12,000 each. Each of
, ^ diviaions inol udes two brigades.
; : Every Montenegrin ° brigade is formed
battalio ns , sp!e „didly armed
i wi thMin i e and Thomas Sedert rifles,
Thereigningprinceisthecommander- fa ^ under him is
a
chief of the staff, with two generals of
division and four brigadier generals,
-7 consists almost entirely of
iufaut itll a smal , contingent ofar
j ti llery. To tlieir great physical
t eng yj marvelous agility and keen
j | e ight ble the knowiedge Montenegrin of everything joins a re¬
llaarka per
, inin ^ to tbe science of warfare, But
| I 1 ticu]al . charac t e rizes the
Montene 4 1 . in as a warrior and what
makes h superior ^ to any European
Wi ig bis roBg scnse „f individu
| u ft bispri ‘ de of independence, which
b m to perform tbe most won
derful acts of courage. Though small,
Montenegrin army , owing to the
I ial cbarac t er istics‘of its soldiers,
f tbat will play a leading part
»
mo P e ’
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o..e way to Have Knough Woo.1.
By calling the hatchet a machete an
j Atchison woman has induced her vvar
like boys to take the greatest interest
in keeping her woodbox filled with
kindling.—Atchison Globe.
\
NO. 7.
CARE OF SOLDIERS’ FEET.
fhese Hints Are Intended for Women Wh
Wish to Help Men Friends.
A good many soldier hoys who ar£
fitting themselves for experience in
Cuba have been induced' by their well
meaning but ignorant friends to pur¬
chase a lot of ^refined sulphur to wear
in their boots by way of a preventive
against yellow fever.
Good, clean wheat flour would be
quite as effective as far as warding off
the yellow jack goes, and would do
very much less harm In the boots of
an infantryman. Any woman knows,
or ought to know, that the best part of
a warrior t strength lies in his feet. *
Long, rapid marches have won almost
as many battles as steady courage and
good markmanship. Therefore, it be¬
hooves sweethearts and wives to frown
on the sulphur superstition, and before
sending their country’s defenders to
the front take some of the following
precautions: Just suggest to your
brave, good man to buy his boots close
in the heel and broad in the toe. If
his feet are in a state of tender irrita¬
tion, as the feet of city dwellers are
apt to become just at the advent of
spring, persuade him to let you poultice
the particular sensitive spots for a
couple of nights in succession.
A little flaxseed meal into which
boiling water and a bit of sweet cream
is stirred makes the proper poultice. It
must be tied on the foot while quits
warm and kept there all night, The
way it draws inflammation out of ten¬
der, reddened joints is a wonder, This
is the proper treatment for soft corns
and bunions, but not for hard corns,
until after tcey have been skillfully
cut. Then if any soreness is left a
poultice will quiet the pain in short
order.
To harden and purify the skin of a
pair of feet that are not accustomed
to much walking, institute night and
morning foot baths of cold water well
impregnated with listerine. If there
is any ignorance on this point, show
the prospective soldier how to cut the
nails always straight across, never
down in the corners. The nail should
be cut to a level with the top of the
toe, and if the corners are left un¬
touched they will not grow in. unless
the shoe is worn entirely too short..
At the druggist’s order a little box of
salve, put up in a tiny porcelain jar
with a screw top. Gold cream, work?d
up with witch hazel, are the proper in¬
gredients, and drop this into the sol¬
dier boy’s baggage, with instructions
for its use on feet that 'are sore and
strained from unusual walking. Show
the recipient of this gift how, when he
strips off his socks, to rub the unguent
quickly into the skin, and solemnly
warn him never to march in ragged
hosiery.
Do not send a defender of his coun¬
try off to the wars in colored socks—
unbleached balbriggan is the proper
clothing, and looking over his socks
see to it that every pair is whole and
good. That one that shows the tiniest
darn must be cast out, for on a march
it can easily rub a sore, atul a raw
heel will as effectually dampen a man’s
fighting ardor as a raging toothache
under the hot summer sun of the
Southern States and of Cuba Shoes
that are greased, enameled or treated
with any but the thinnest dressing are
intolerably warm and tend to make the
feet swell. The Indians knew what
they were about, when they invented
the moccasin, and if a pair of slippers
is packed in a soldier’s kit, he will
get more comfort out of these pliable,
cool foot bags of soft leather than any
gear of civilized make.
A DELICATE OPERATION.
Dr. Pills: Yes, old Milyuns was on
tbe verge of nervous prostration, all
through worrying about his money.
Dr. Squills; How did you cure him?
“I removed the cause of the
trouble,”
The number of soldiers on duty in
the Federal army during the Civil War
is given as follows*. July 1, 1861, 183,-
588; January 1, 1862, 527,204; January
1 1803, 098,802; January 1, 1804, 011,-
250; January 1, 1S05, 820,924; May 1,
1865, 797,807.
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