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WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 24, 1892.
NO. 51
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TIIIbab Say* One af lis Llraten-
aits to a “Caat-Tail Swlarer”
Becaase he Refased la
Da hto UUiag.
Mr. George W. Snllivan write*
the Greenville New* a* folio#*;
, In a conversation recently at Bel
ton, in the presence of the Rev. F.
Auld, G. W-. McGee and the proprie
tor of the hotel there, between Prof.
John G. Cfinkscalee and myself, I
asked Professor Cliukscales why W.
D. Mayfield was not canvassing the
State with the other candidates, and
hatapliod that lie did net like Gov
ernor Tillman,'*B«ga**4be follow
ing as his rtaions: That Governor
Tillman went into Mr. Mayfield’s
office and asked him to allow him
(Tillman) to name all»he appointees
that he (Mayfield) had the right to
appoint all over the State; that Mr.
Mayfield told him it was asking too
much; that the people had elected
him to discharge thedntiesof Super
intendent of Education and he ex
pected to do it.
That Tillman replied he was “noth
ing but coat-tail swinger” anyway,
and ought never to have been pat on
the ticket. Professor Clinkscales
was assisting Mr. Mayfield in his of
fice at tho time. Professor Clink-
scales stated the same thing to other
parties in Williamston and if called
upon will substantiate the matter.
Here is the Governor of the State,
wanting, in addittion to other powers,
the right to appoint partisan men to
control the education of the children
of the State, in order to keep himself
in office! Why not make him dicta
tor and do away with the courts, the
legislature and all the State and coun
ty offices? Power! Power! Power! Give
it all to me, is his cry! How long will
free people stand thii thing?
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Great Mea iM Snail Matter*.
It is a great mistake'to suppose
that the great men and millionaires
of the world ignore the small affairs
of life.
From Napoloen down the most
successful men have been noted for
their mastery of details and for their
close attention to little things. Prince
Bisraarch, for instance, does not give
bis entire time to the matters that
are diseased by courts and cabinets.
He watches hi* .farming interests,
and last year he cleared $40,000 on
his cattle, geese and various miner
produota. *
Mr, Gladstone is u literary, man as
well as a statesman, and a stranger
MR. EFAN8 REPLIES
To the Celunbia Register, and
Suggests that Mr. MeLaurli
Suppressed hto (Mr.
Evan’s) Card.
To the Editor of The News and
Courier: The Register in comment
ing upon my communication in your
paper of the 8th inst., in which I ac
cuse J. I.. McLanriu of bad faith
and double dealings with me, (and
which charge I take this opportunity
to repeat,) accuses me of going into
a “Ring organ” to air my “imaginaiy
grievances” and playing into tl e
hand of the enemies of the people,
ben 1 sent the some communication
A Do* Worth Horta*.
▲ women living in a flat on Gates
avenue near Stuyveaant is the owner of \
a dog. that is worth having. It to U STORY WHICH WOULD BE IM-
tnongrel cur as devoid of pedigree as a J PROVED BY A LITTLE FICTION.
paving stoue to of hair. Exactly how >
she came in possession of the dog she tl, . , „
, f* i Jud*e on Board an Ocean Steamer,
cannot say. He happened aronnd one ?
day in a forlorn and hungry condition, ? when Near Hom *- T *' ,u Ab " ut ,n -
and being fond of animals she took pity'' tsr«*tlng; War Experience Which War,
on him, fed him and at once the dogv After ah, DiMappointing.
located on the premises. He is a pod Flre iglallll would 8i hte ,i tho next
deal in appearand like bmdeys frog j if all
that is to say, there are no points about ’ , , *
this dog to indicate that lie is better than ?* e * mer rushed through the water as if
auy other dog. But, as the sequel will were BS anxious to reach her pier as
show, he proved to be an auimal of sin- tho®® whom she bore were to be at home
gular judgment and good sense. The ^gaiu. A little party of men sat by a
other day while roaming in the vicinity 'Smokestack telling stories. The play of
he found a five dollar bill. Now by (he moonlight on the waves had turned
what process of reasoning or by previous. the narratives into rather sentimental
observation that dog bad leaned that t(haolle , 9i and the judge, giving way to
money bad a value or that five dollar ° J
bills were worth having, to impossible
lRDLY a romance.
wouia naturally suppose him tTbe
laapalgu Issues.
The Courier Journal has the fol
lowing:
Opposition to the Republican par
ty must be based on these issues
“Economy in expenditure*.
“No force bill.
Republican success means more
juggling with the currency for spec
ulative purposes; a continuation of
the McKinley tariff; corrupt and
extravagant appropriations and a
force bill.
“White men ef the South, do you
want negro postmasters and negro
supervisors at the pells?
“Do you wish a continuance of the
iniquitous McKinley tariff?
“Are you satisfied with extrava
gance in high places? With bounties,
and pensions for everybody but your
selves?
“If so, vote for Harrison or Weav
er, it does not matter which.
“Weaver is a wern-out politician
who won a little easy promineace by
abuse of the South.
“Will you turn from Cleveland,
who put your sons in the Cabinet, on
the Beuch and in diplomatic service,
to Harrison or Weaver, who stand
ready to re- establish negro supremacy
under the guise of the force bill?
“Let farmers, laborers, rich mei
poor men, all work together for the
re-election of Cleveland?”
careless about such a trifle as money.
The very -everse is the case. The
grand old man is opposed to all forms
ef extravagant expenditure. Both he
and Mrs. Gladstone are economical
almost to penuriousness in their per
sonal expenses. This economy ex
tends to food, dress and everything.
Our m millionaire, Mr. C. P.
Huntington, when a boy working in a
store, made it a peine to pick up
every little nail. He did not wait
until he found a big one before ex
erting himself. He is now sixty-
years old, but he still considers the
details of business as important as
the result. He works harder than
his clerk from 6.30 o’clock in the
morning to 9 in the afternoon, and
personally supervises his vast inter
ests.
To a really great man nothing is
too small for his consideration.
When he has a fortune at his dispo
sal he does not waist it. Some of
his expenditures may startle his
neighbors, but there is a method in
his apparent extravag; a e.
Many a young man has been mis
led by Bob Ingersoll’s advice: “If
you have inly half a dollar,” said
the eloquent infidel, “spend it like a
prince.” This is well enough, but
it should be recollected that a wise
prince—such a prince as Bismarck—
knows the value of half a dollar, and
when he spends it he gets his money’s
worth in some shape or other. The
proper utililzatiou of the small things
—the trifles of life is the foundation
of success.
Now I would like to ask myfoshy
friends throughout the State if this
is fair play? And then again the
editor of the Register head-lines a
communication in defence of McLau-
nn, from one of his friends, “Sland
er Refuted.” Now let Mr. McLaurin
say whether I have slandered him
or not, and I will publish what pass
ed between us, and let the public be
the judge. The only way that X can
account for the conduct of the Reg
ister is that Mr. McLaurin has had
so much to do with the editorial
matter of thaj paper of late that
this article of mine did not suit his
fastidious taste, and was therefore
suppressed.
If Mr. McLaurin is not guilty of
the charges which I prefer against
him, why is it that he told me at
Florence on the 1st lust., that the
reason that he did not speak to me
at the State Alliance meeting was
that he was ashamed to face me?
Why is it that the editor of the Reg
ister expressed to me the deepest re
grets for the part that he had played
in booming McLaurin, and tell me
that he was persuaded into it
W. D. Evans.
Bennettsville, August 12.
a maw
performance i
away from U
Gates avenue
at the feet of hto mistress'i
his tail, as if to say, “You see, I
to pay for my board.” The.
would not part with that dog_
good many five dolla* bills,
lar story of an animal's sagacity
look doubtful, but it is abjolutely 1
—Brooklyn Eagle.
From time immemorial men haye
been held up for examples, and ubw
and then they-hav'e Ueen-helj Fnp&rj
what they had about their clothes.
The Mockingbird In OnUfornln.
Some of my most intimate acqi
ances have been the mockingbirds
the California groves. It seems
unnecessary to cage them, they
happy among the ever blooming treee, J
but cages hang in balconies, at doom J|mtiy not pleased,
and windows, all about the courts j
under the eaves, and passing dovhi
streets one hears at all hours gushes
melody from the wonderful mimickers
in their prisons. It is a cheerful sound,
yet I like better to listen to them as they
flit at will where the red pomegranates
flower, where the wild figs rear their
massive canopies, where they may hid*
their young as they choose in the fra
grant orange trees' tops.
One splendid fellow has his perch
a windmill fan opposite my door, win
all day long he jiours out trills raptur
ous with glee. Some mornings he is in
such ecstasy that he buttles down his
notes iu snatches, wastiSg no time in
weaving them together, whenever I ap
pear on the doorstep. !know.b e watches
for my coming, for hmftpareutly hoards
his magical quiver tufl of gey darts,
keeping silence for intervals uflien 1 am
ungeun. letting them fly in t&f arrowy
shower, as if he would transport me.
when 1 reappear. He is the saniy ty
who pecks at my hat, my Ifedr,
gowh, when I venture too near
TrhPTT his
hatched babies are.-—Ban Diego Cor.
Christian Union.'
Statistics recently compiled show
that about 15,<5oO miles of new rail
road were built iu this country dur
ing the first six months of the year.
The A4vaitages af Rest.
All our sympathies, all our con
victions are with the opponents of
Cleveland and Stevenson and Shep
pard and Orr and we would like to
work might and main and unvary
ingly for their defeat and the tri
umph of the Reform party, but real
ly with such a political monstrosity
as Tillman, slandering and malign
ing good people and inciting to riots
and murder, offering to lead lynch
ing parties, coupled with the selfish
ness and deception of other so called
Alliance leaders, we are so disheart
ened and disgusted that we are al
most tempted to opposed the party
of our own principles in order to dis
card and defeat such leadership.
With honest, brave, true leadership
the reform party would command
the highest degree of respect, enthu
siasm and support. Now it seems
that we must first turn aside and de
feat our lerders in order to get on
the right line for real reform. It is
a hard but an essential task to be
performed iu the public interests iu
our opinion.—Sumter Freeman.
A lawyer being intermpted said:
“I will speak, sir as long as 1 please.”
“You have spoken longer than yon
please,” was the opponent’s retort.
The brutality of Eug'ish electors
is shocking. They often bead a can
didate so that he is laid up for days.
In civilized America we merely
blast bis reputation for life and let
him go on.
Palos, Spain, will have a Columbus
celebration, beginning on August 30
and lasting till October 3, the anni
versary period of Columbus’s voy
age.
Bees are said to have such an an
tipathy to dark-colored objects that
black chickens have been stung to
death, while white ones of the same
brood are untouched.
THE DIOKARDS CHILI).
There is no bettr preventative of
nsrvmis exhaustion than regular, un
hurried, muscular exercise. If we
could moderate our hurry, lessen our
worry, and increase our open air
exercise, a large proportion of ner
vous diseases would be abolished.
Foi those who cannot get a sufficient
holiday the best substitute is an oc*
casional day in bed. Many whose
nerves are constantly strained in
their daily vocation have discovered
this for themselves. A Spanish mer
chant in Barcelona told his medical
man that he always went to Led for
two or three days whenever he could
be spared from his business, and he
laughed at those who spent their
holidays in toilsome mountains. One
of the hardest worked women in
England, who has for many yoare
conducted a large wholesale business
iu England, retains excellent nerves
at an advan sed age. owing, it is be
lieved, to her habit of takingone day
a week in bed. If we cannot avoid
frequent agitation, we ought, if possi
ble, to give the nervous system time
to recover itself between the shocks.
Even an hour’s seclusion after a good ^Tous^toe^mediestnd Jveml phjsi"
lunch will deprive a hurried, anxious cians had done ner no good- Hoben Bur-
n f ininrv The nerves can ber > of Cooksport, Pa., claims Dr King’s
day of muen injury, xne nerves ca }^ ew f)jg C overy has done him more good
often be overcome by strategem when than anything he ever used for Lung
tn he controlled bv Trouble. Nothing like it. Try it. Free
they refuse to be controlled by Tria , Bottleg at willcox’s Drug Store
strength of will. Large bottles,50c. and ft.00. 5
There is no difference in the mind
of God between the man who breaks
the Sabbatli and the one who sells
goods by a short yard stick.
Mamma—When that boy threw
stones at you, why didn’t you come
and tell me, instead of throwing them
back? Little son—Tell you? Why,
you couldn’t hit a barn door.
Colorado appears to show a surplus
of commemorative holidays. Among
the anniversaries celebrated in the
State are Watermelon Day, Peach
Day, Potato Day, and Grape and
Cherry Day.
Little Girl—My papa has to get up
awful early, so ae to get to the office
to see if his clerks is there attending
to business. Little Boy—My papa
don’t have to. He’s one of the
clerks.
It Should Be in Every House.
J. B. WiUon, 871 Clay St., Bharpshurg,
Pa., Bays he will not he without Dr.
1 King’s New Disi every for Consumption,
Coughs and Colds, that it cured his wife
Who was threatened with Pneumonia
after an attack of “La Grippe,” when
[Published by Kwim-st.]
I uni an orphan airl, left all alone.
No friends, no mother, no father, no home.
No one to love me— none to earoes,
1 wander alone iu this world's wilderness.
Out In the Kloomy iiijrht, out in the street,
UeairinK a penny from each one I meet;
Ih-KKlna a penny to buy me some bread.
Father is a drunkard and mother is dead.
CHORDS.
Mother, oh! why did you leave me alone?
No one to pity me, no friends and no home!
The niKht's eold and dark, and the storm rairinir
wild.
Oh, God! Pity llessle, the drunkard's lone
ehild.
Out in the gloomy night sadly 1 roam,
No one to pity me, no friend anil no home;
Nobody eares for me—no one would ery.
Even If p<a>r little llessle would die!
Uarefootod and hungry I wandered all day,
Asking for work, but I’m too young they say
Down on the eold ground at night 1 lay my
head.
Father 1m a drunkard and mother is dead.
We were so happy ’till father drunk Hum,
Then all our sorrows and troubles begun;
Mother grew paler- she wept every day;
Poor baby and I wan too hungry to play.
Hlowly they faded, 'till one summer night
Found their sweet fuoee all silent and white;
With tears rolling down, in deep anguish I said,
Oh, father's a drunkard and mother is dead!
Oh, If some Tcmpomnec man only could tlud.
My poor, wretched fattier, and speak to him
kind;
If they could stop him from drinking, why then
I know I could feel very happy again.
Oh, Is it Uh> late? Men of Temperance, please
try!
For poor little llessle will soon starve and die;
For all this day long I am begging for bread,
My father Is a drunkard and mother Is dead.
Curious Instruments of Torture.
In an old tower in Nnrembnrg there
to a room set apart especially for the
preservation of the enrions instruments
of torture used during the uncertain
period historically referred to as the
Middle Ages. In that room yon can
see thumbscrews of the most approved
pattern closely arranged along shelves
filled with “liar helmets” and “bridles”
for gossiping women. One horrid relic,
called the. “spike wheel,” to a heavy
cylinder, on one side of which stand out
two or more score of sharp iron spikes.
In days of old, when an offender had
been sentenced-to undergo a “rolling -
he was stripped naked and firmly bound
on a plank, face down. In this position
the “spike wheel” was slowly dragged
np and down his back, the number of
times depend'ug upon the gravity of the
crime and the wording of the sentence.
In several instances the poor victims
were prodded so full of holes that they
died before they could be removed from
the plank. When death was intended
the number of "rolls” was not speci
fied, but double length spikes, heated
red hot, were pat iu the surface of the
cylinder. This mode of carrying out
capital punishment was hardly as expe
ditious as the guillotine, bqt it was
equally us certain.—St. Louis Republic.
Dtoiigerou* Germ* In Ice.
So far as the salubrity of the natural
as compared with the artificial ice is
concerned, we may rest assured that as
regards bacteria one is just as whole
some as the other, provided the water
used is pure. If the water is impure
from sewage or other unwholesome
thing, then the natural ice is never fit
for domestic use. If water is impure
the processes of artificial icemaking, if
carefully performed, are capable of fur
nishing even from it a product which is
harmless and wholesome, whether it be
absolutely germ free or not, for abso
lute freedom from germs—if these are
not disease producing forms—is neither
necessary nor especially desirable. It is
not bacteria, but disease producing bac
teria, which make of practical signifi
cance the invisible flora of either water
or ice.—T. Mitchell Prudden in Har
per’s.
An Opinion on Scnrfpina.
The men that have been affecting the
scarfpins with the madeup bows, and
also with the cravats and Windsors that
need no holding in place and disclose
the shirt button or stud beneath, are of
the genus dude that typify the most of
fensive phase of overdoing in their aping
of the fashions of the day.—Clothier and
Furnisher.
A Bad Boy.
Mother—Why don’t yon play with
that little Peterkin boy any more?
Small Son—’Cause he swore.
“Horrorel Did he?”
“Yes’m. He swore I stole his knife,
and teacher made me give it back and
licked me besides.”—Good News.
OLD TIME FUNERALS.
Why Army Pepper Was So Poor.
TTiere is an old weather beaten shed
that stands on the brookside, near the
road leading from the West Shore rail- WHEN LEADVILLE DID THE “PROPER
Art Not*.
Artist—The public makes me sick,
Critic—-Why, what’s the matter with
the public?
“Nobody will give even as much as
ten dollars for my last picture. I’ve a
notion to throw my brushes out of the
window.”
“Don’t do that Keep the big ones at
least.”
“Why should I keep the big ones?”
“You may need them some of these
days in painting fences.”—Texan 81ft-
e influence of the “lovers’ lamp,” told
ie following story:
“Yon know 1 was a colonel in the
lion army in the war. Well, early in
straggle 1 was ordered to Louisville,
■here 1 reported to General Don C ; !os
ell. Instructions were given i.j,< to
into camp with my regiment about
miles south of the city. The place
m for the encampment was the
wnof a tine country place, the home of
ie of Kentucky’s blueblooded old fam-
The owners were known to be in
>ng sympathy with the south, so we
no compunctions about disfiguring
grounds by making our temporary
e on them.
“On arriving at the farm I and some
my officers rode up to the house to
ange for such food as we could get.
6 found two young women, pretty as
ictnres, awaiting ns on the- broad ve-
,nda. They had seen the preparations
^r pitching the tents, and were evi-
1 dismounted, made
best bow and explained that the exi-
cies of war compelled us to camp on
lawn. I assured them that the
would inconvenience them -as
lible.
aljsjened to my little speech
iks afangwka nd the taller one
out: ‘You shall pot camp on
place. The last time Union soldiers
here we didn’t have cream for our
e for two weeks and we don’t pro
to stand it again.’
|e soldiers, accustomed to pretty
fare, could not help laughing at
and the flush on the faces of the
grew hotter. I hastened to
and to say again that we
be-os considerate as the necessi-
of war permitted. Then we rode to
"Refits.
next morning 1 visited the house
in to see- about getting some provi-
Tbe young women were still
y.-but 1 did my best to soften,
antipathy. .1 did save them, much
»yance and they could not help being
QomehowJ found occasion to
and sometimes Y
managed to conjure np a second pretext
before bedtime. At the end of a week
the sisters regarded me more as an indi
vidual and less as a Union officer, for 1
studiously avoided referring to the war.
Once or twice the elder one told me
with flashing eyes what would bap]ien
to our men when they met a Confederate
force on the battlefield. Her brother
was a captain in General Humphrey
Marshall's army, and she warned me
against getting within rifle shot of his
regiment.
“We got on swimmingly on the whole,
however, and i .confess 1 grew more
than a little fond of the spirited girl.
In a little while the order came to move
on to eastern Kentucky, and i felt un
commonly sad whqp I rode up to the
house to toll the young ladies goodby.
I imagined there was a slight sign of
emotion in the elder’s pretty face when
I told the news, but it disappeared al
most instantly. Holding out her hand
to me she said frankly: ‘Goodby, colo
nel. 1 am really sorry to see yon go.
You are not so bad—for a Yankee.
Please avoid my brother. You might
get into trouble.’
“I laughed. ‘Would you like to see
your brother?’ I asked.
“ ‘Oh, yes. Why do yon ask? 1 she said,
puzzled.
“ ‘Well, I’ll send him to see you then.’
It was her turn to laugh, and she said
mockingly, ‘You’d better look out when
he’s in the same county with you.’ 1
rode away, the tones, but not the words,
ringing in my cars.
“Not long afterward my regiment was
in eastern Kentucky. One night two of
our men brought in a prisoner. He had
carelessly wandered outside his lines
and been captured. A handsome young
fellow he certainly was, with the bear
ing of a cavalier. ‘What is your name?’
I asked him.
" ‘Captain , of the Kentucky,’
be replied.
\ “1 was all excitement, bnt I tried to
speak iu calm tones. ‘Do you live about
si# miles south of Louisville?’ I asked,
to make assurance doubly sure. He
said with some surprise that lie did.
The next day 1 arranged that the pris
oner should be paroled. I said that 1
knew his family and would vouch for
his honor. He was allowed to go home
after giving the usual pledge. 1 merely
explained to him that I had met his sis
ters, and asked iiim to tell them that
Colonel , of the Minnesota, had
sent him. He said he would, and started
for Louisville.”
There was silence for a time. Finally
some one said, “Well?"
The judge had been looking out over
the ocean. He turned toward the speakex - .
“1 suppose you married the sister?” went
on the man.
“It’s odd that every one who hears the
story should ask that,” the judge said.
“No; 1 never went back to Kentucky
and never saw any of the family again.
I married a Minnesota girl.”
There was silence again for a time,
but all thought, “What a disappointing
end for a romance!”—New York Trib
une.
Where Most of Us Are Alike.
Every one has a secret hope that wonld
cause him to be laughed out of town if
be told it.—Atchison Globe.
road station at Highland up to the vil
lage, in which two men during the re
bellion made a snug little fortune.
The building is in the shadow of over
hanging boughs and directly behind a
mill that stands at the point where an
other road leads up a hillside and to
the Bellevue villa.
I was driving by there a few days
ago when the driver of the vehicle, in
which I was the solitary passenger,
turaed around to me, and indicating
with his whip exclaimed:
“D’ye see that little buildin?"
“Yes; what of it?"
“Waal, b’gosli, d’ye know two fellers
made nigh on a fortnu’ in there during
the war times, ’pon my word?"
“Making counterfeits, eh?”
“Counterfeits? Naw; better’n that.
It was the darudest tiling y’ ever heard
of, that business stroke was. I'll tell y’
it. You know there’s lots o’ slate in
those hills—piles of it—and it breaks to
pieces almost when y‘ look at it.
“Those two fellers just looked at that
slate and then started to tliinkin. They
talked over what they thought and the
next thing people hereabouts knew was
that grindstones was bein hauled into
that buildin.
“Then load after load of slate was
hauled and dumped in the buildin, and
the next thing the people knew there
was a rollin of them grindstones and
piles of powdered slate were carried out
and put in wagons and carted off.
“People wondered what was goin on,
and if they asked, the two men just
smiled and replied, ‘Nothin,’ or else ex
plained how the powdered slate was
bein used all over for soft fillin for
teeth.
“But the thing leaked out after awhile.
Them two fellers weregrindin that slate
and shippin it away t* be mixed in the
pepper that was supplied to the army
B’gosb, they made a fortune apiece.
“Say, I wonder how many of the G.
A. R. fellers now livin ete tho slate from
Highland’s hills? Gee’t ap,” said the
driver.—New York Herald.
THING” FOR DEAD MEN.
Th« Features of the Camel.
Apart from differences in species, to
enumerate the parts of the camel is to
catalogue instances of evident design.
His long neck, giving wide range of
vision in desert marches and enabling
him to reach far to the meager desert
shrub* on either side of his pathway.
The cartilaginous texture of his month,
enabling him to eat hard and thorny
plants—the pasture of the desert. Ears
very small and nostrils large for breath
ing, but also specially capable of closure
by valvelike folds against the fearful
simoom. Eyes prominent, but protected
by a heavy overhanging upper lid,
limiting vision upward and guarding
from the direct rays of the noonday sun.
Cushioned feet, peculiarly adapted for _ „
ease of the rider and the animal alike, - beginning of the service to keep buck
When “Texas Jack” Was Buried the
Whole Town Turned Out—There Was
a Brass Bund, a Chorus from an Opera
Company ami a Tong Procession.
To one who passes along the streets of
Leadville now there is just one feature
iu partlaular which serves as a mark of
comparison of the Leadville of today
with the mining camp of thirteen years
ago. Leadville now is respectable,
staid and as solemn as a mining city
can be, but it isn’t the solemnity in the
abstract which strikes one now. It is
a specific solemnity which concerns
itself with funerals.
To one who has lived in the past, when
every funeral was an occasion for as
much celebration as a circus, tho quiet
and sedate cortege moving along Chest
nut street today is something not to be
considered. It is too gloomy to suit the
old timer; but, alas! tho old timer is no
more.
In 1879 the town was wild. Every
body carried a “gun”—not in his pocket,
mind you, only the natural born fool
did, and he rarely lived to repent of it.
The weapon was stuck in his belt right
handy for immediate action. As a con
sequence rarely a day passed without a
violent death. Added to this the work
of pneumonia kept the gravedigger over
in the valley at work night and day.
This may sound like exaggeration, but
it isn’t. The twinkling lights in the
valley presented a grewsome appearance
at night and more so when their purpose
was known. They lit the gravediggers
at work. Pneumonia was a fearful
enemy. Men were strong, fearless,
healthy in the morning, and when even
ing came with it was the physician and
the next day the undertaker. No ac
commodations fit to be called such were
obtainable, and men after days of hard
work in the mines were obliged to sleep
in that frosted atmosphere wherever
they could.
Rev. T. J. Mackey was the most pop
ular clergyman in town at that time.
He was loved by the good people and
respected, almost venerated, by the
gamblers and the miners, which doesn’t
imply that miners were not in them
selves reputable people. Whenever a
miner or a sporting man or woman died
it was Parson Mackey who was called
in. There was one day in particular
when the parson held four funerals, ami
that was the record. Four was fre
quently equaled, but it stood as the top
notch for one clergyman.
Mr. Mackey, who was an Episcopal
clergyman, held services in tho Tabor
opera house. Fifty dollars a day was
the rent, and the collection never feli
short. It was necessary to close the
doors then long before the time for the
KINDLY DONE.
Five homy pads to rest on when
kneeling for burden or repose on the hot
sand. His hump—not a fictional, but a
real and acknowledged reserve store of
nutriment, as well as nature's packsad-
dle for the commerce of ages—have you
ever thought of the relation between
your morning cup of Mocha and the
hump of a camel in Yemen? His wa
ter reservoirs in connection with the
stomach—not, as in the occidental “Ara
bian Nights,” for thirsty travelers, but
for the animal himself, and enabling him
when in good condition to travel for five
days without water.—Rev. S. M. Zwemer
in Christian Intelligencer.
Brooklyn's Roomy Park.
Brooklyn is becoming quite a town
for parks, and the taxpayers have never
been known in recent years to object to
having their money spent for such pur
poses. There was a great outcry thirty-
five years ago, when the laying out of
Prospect park was suggested, but no
body now worries because the project
was carried through. The city made a
very profitable bargain in buying the
516 1-6 acres contained in that park and
paying only $8,918,870.70 for them. Since
then the city has expended $5,848,860.35
on construction account, making this
one park represent an expenditure of
$9,268,281.05, but if it was put on the
market tomorrow it would easily sell for
twice that amount.
This is the biggest breathing spot in
the city. It contains 110 acres of wood
land, 77 acres of lakes, 70 acres of
meadow hind and 250 1-6 acres of plau-
the crowds. This four funeral day
spoken of was the day on which J. B.
Omohundro, known all over the world
as “Texas Jack,” was buried.
Leadville never did funerals by halves.
A brass band was a regular thing. No
funeral was held without one. The
band attending upon Jack was made up
of fifty pieces, being a combination of
several. Fay Templeton's opera com
pany was playing an engagement iu
Leadville then, and Fay agreed to sup
ply her company to act as choir. The
coffin was set upon the stage loaded
with flowers, and flowers were rarer
than mines in Leadville, and Rev.
Mackey appeared in his regimentals as
chaplain of the Tabor Light Guards to
preach tho funeral sermon. As he pro
ceeded, whenever ho made an illusion
to any good quality in Jack the congre
gation applauded as vociferously as
though they were approving a fine
feature of a play. There was no dis
order—these people meant it all. They
wept at the preacher’s words and stamp
ed their feet in approval of his hope for
Jack's chances over there.
Before the services Mr. Mackey had
been waited upon by tho Tabor Light
Guards. They recited to him the fact
that all the senior officers but the chap
lain were absent from the city, and told
him that as lie was ranking officer of
the day he must don his regimentals
and lead the company. At first he de
murred vigorously, but finally, equipped
with blue and gold and a sword that
knew not its place and the propriety of
keeping it, he marched upon the stage
tations. To accommodate owners of to help Jack along. When the service-*
horses there are 9 miles of drives and ! were over he found they had provided a
8 1-10 miles of bridle roads, while the
most enthusiastic pedestrian ought to
be satisfied with his 12 miles of walks.
In addition the national guard and the
baseball players are provided with a
plot of level greensward known as the
parade grounds, and covering an area of
40 acres.—New York Times.
The Old Way of Baking.
Bake kettles to supplement the brick
ovens to this day are used on southern
plantations. These kettles or ovens are
placed upon the coals in huge fireplaces,
on the covers of which were put coals
so that both top atid bottom would hake
alike.
Johnnycake and shortcake were often
baked upon a board tilted in front of
the fire upon the hearth. The turning
of these cakes required a sleight of
hand trick incomprehensible to my
youth, but my mother always did it
deftly enough. Small tin bakers, closed
on three sides, were afterward sub
mitted for the johnnycake board.—Troy
Times.
horse for him to lead the column.
Tho preacher wasn’t the most remark
able horseman iu the world, but he was
game, and he mounted and started
away. Directly the band struck up the
“Dead March in Saul" the preacher and
bis steed became almost as prominent as
the corpse—or they would have been
elsewhere tlian in Leadville. Here
everything went. The dominie waltzed
to the graveyard on his fiery charger—
actually waltzed, but nobody notioei
that. That was a regular thing, or at
least not a striking innovation.
At Omohundro’* funeral, as at all
funerals in Leadville, work of isll
kinds was suspended. Men and women
thronged upon tho sidewalks—packed
them. One could really have walked c.i
the heads of the people and nobody
would have noticed it. In those days
the undertaker took great pride in the
turning out. Riding in the carriage with
the preacher he would look back lov
ingly ami say:
“Ah, now, this is a funeral that is a
funeral. This is something like. Look
at the crowds, parson, and we've got
seven more pieces in the band than at
one to CareleMneia.
By being a little careful and thonght-
fnl yon can preserve the beauty of form
in your shoes; running them over at the
sides and heels' is a mutter of pure care
lessness only and a habit that is a rather
expensive one, as it makes the shoes look
worn and old long before they would if
properly cared for,—Detroit Free Press.
A Flrtg 31h«1« of Umlerttlilrts.
Perhaps the most interesting war relic ,
in Maine is a Union flag made from the : ‘ended the Swede that Mcaoskevbuned
undershirts of the prisoners at Salisbury ! -<-or. Omaha World-Herald
prison. The prisoners had set a day
upon which they intended to rise and
overjiower the guards. Tho flag was to
be used us a rallying signal. But before
the day arrived orders came for them to
be exchanged. The flag was brought
home by Lieutenant George B. Kennis-
ton, of Boothbay, a member of the Fifth
Maine, whose property the flag now is.
—Bangor Commercial.
Books kept in ordinary bookshelves,
and thus exposed to the air will keep
much better than those in bookcases
with closed doors.
A Pretty Story of m Clever French Critic
and Hi* Two Friends.
Many odd and amusing stories are
told of the clever French critic, Jules
Jamil, and his friends. None is more
pleasing or more to their credit than
one in which Jauin, Theodore Burette,
the historian, and Leon Satayes, the
composer, author and critic, figured.
One of Janin’s best friends was an old
aunt, who sent him to school when he
was a boy, kept house for him and took
good care of him when he, a young
man, was making his reputation, but
not much money, in literature.
It was perhaps in memory of her that
he made a protege of a poor old woman
whom he noticed one day in the street.
He placed her in a home for aged per
sons, and until her death years after
ward was her thoughtful and generous
friend. The good woman was very ill
once, and when she was convalescing
she said:
“I want to go and call on M. Janin. I
must see him once more before I die.”
One of the women of the institution
went with her. Janin was living then
in the top of a house which commanded
a beautiful view of the garden of the
Luxembourg. His “garret” was filled
with books and pictures, but like any
other garret it was reached by climbing
a great many stairs. Slowly and pain
fully the old woman toiled up the long
flights. She had to sit down often to
rest. It took her nearly two hours to
reach the top. Jauin was breakfasting
with Theodore Burette.
He received her with great cordiality
and affection, and the three had a happy
breakfast. The two men devoted them
selves to entertaining her. They in
quired all about the home, the rules L the
diversions, tho food, her - recent illness,
and listened with genial interest to all
she had to say. She said goodby, and
they made ready to escort her down
stairs.
“We will return your visit soon,” they
said, and placing themselves on either
side of her they began to descend the
stairs. But the effort and excitement
had been too much for the feeble old
lady. Her limbs failed her and she
could not take a step.
Just then Satayes appeared on the
scene. “We must carry her down,” lie
said. So they placed her comfortably
in an armchair. Jauin and Burette,
who were small men, took the back,
Satayes took the front, and they went
downright after flight of the many
storied-house breathless but cheerful.
“Well, my good woman,” gasped Sa
tayes, “I don’t know of any queen who
has a carriage like yours.”
The three literary workers were hardly
in training for their achievement, but
they placed her safe and sound on tho
sidewalk, and saw her go away with her
attendant, her old heart deeply touched
and pleased with the attentions she had
received.—Youth's Companion.
Good Fellowflhlp Among Antn and Bees.
Never among mankind can we find so
absolute and complete an absorption of
the individual by the social group as in
the cities of ants and bees, where indi
vidual property has never, it seems,
been imagined. In these republics what
one citizeness lias for herself belongs to
the others. Does a hungry bee meet
one laden with booty returning to a
city, she lightly taps her on the head
with her antennal and instantly the
latter hastens in a sisterly way -to dis
gorge part of the nutriment provision
ally stored in her own stomach.
Ants proceed in the same way as bees,
but in addition the ant thus sustained is
very careful to show her gratitude.
“The ant who feels the need of food,”
says Huber, “begins by tapping her tw o
antennae, with a very rapid movement,
upon the antennae of the ant from whom
she expects succor. Immediately they
may be seen approaching one another
with open mouth and extended tongue
for the communication of the liquid
which one passes to the other. During
this operation the ant who receives nour
ishment does not cease to caress the
friend who is feeding her, continuing lo
move her antennal with singular ac
tivity.”—“Property; Its Origin and De
velopment."
Discovered Their Loss from a Friend.
A small boy recently brought a ladies'
gold watch into a Lewiston jewelry
store and desired to have a broken crys
tal replaced. The dealer had repaired
the watch a few days before and he had
its numlier and at once recognized it.
The rightful owner of the watch, as it
happens, lives neighbor to the jeweler,
and when he went home to supper that
night lie called and asked them if they
had sent the watch to the shop for re
pairs. They said they had not. He
asked them if they had lent the watch
to any one and the answer was iu the
negative.
They were quite sure the watch was
in the case where they had left it. At
the request of the jeweler they looked
and to their great surprise the watch
was not there. The jeweler then pro
duced the property and told of the boy’s
coining to the store to have the crystal
put in. That was the first intimation
tlie family had of being robbed.—Lewis
ton Journal.
lliti Identity Ih 1’roved.
Clerk (at country postoffice to gentle
man desiring to cash a money order)—
Have you auy proof of your identity?
Gentleman (searching through his
pockets finally finds ills photograph)—
Will this do?
Clerk (regarding first the photograph,
then the original)—Why, yes, that is
you. That is all right.—Harper's Bazar.
The river approaches to Lake Nica
ragua abound with the only species of
fresh water shark known to scientists. „
Im|»rovlii|{.
Aunt Hilda—Think tins world is im-
provin, do ye? Folks lie us much as
ever, don’t they?
Mr. Jinks—N-o, not by a good deal.
Mighty few epitaphs put on tombstones
nowadays.—New York Weekly.
The BirdHiieatii That Men Fat.
The swifts arrive in the Andaman
islands toward the end of November,
but they take their time in building the
nests, which arc formed from a gelatin
ous secretion rom the salivary glands of
those beautiful members of the swallow
tribe.
If there lias been a wet December the
first crop of nests is generally a (toor
one, being soiled by the damp and drip
pings from tho roofs of the caves. Col
lectors, however, begin in January to go
around the island to the different caves
in an open boat. The liest quality re
semble pure isinglass, and are worth
their weight in silver. Afterward there
are two other collections. The caves iu
which the ues’s are found are scattered
about the islands; some are far inland,
others in rocks concealed in mangrove
swamps.—Loudon News.
Every boy expects to be eaten up by a
panther or “painter,” which is tho or
dinary mountain lion. Those lions are
tlie only sneak thieves in thou: rautuius.
The chief tools of tlie old time shoe
maker consisted of his hummer, his awl,
his lapstone, hto knives and his harness
lot “setting np” hto book) or shoos, i