The Fairfield news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1881-1900, April 23, 1884, Image 1
WINNSBORO, S. C., WEDNESDAY, APRIL 23, 1884. ; ;|gj
Forward.
BY SUSAN COOLIDGE.
Let me stand still upon the height of life.
Much bas been won, though much there is
to win;
I am a little weary of the strife.
Let me stand still awhile, nor count it Bin
< To cool my hot brow, ease the travel pain,
And then address me to the road again.
Long was^ the way and steep and hard th?
? cumu;
Sore are my limb3 and fain I am to rest,
Behind mo lie long sandy tracks of time:
r Before mo rises the deep mountain crest.
Let mo stand still?the journey is half done.
And when less weary I will travel on.
There is no standing stilil Even as I pause
The steep path shifts and I slip back apace:
Movement was safety; by the journey laws
No help Is given, no sale abiding-place.
No idling in the pathway hard and slow;
I must go forward, or must backward go!
I will go up, then, though the limbs may tire,
And though the path be doubtful and unseen;
Better with the last effort to expire
Than lose the toil and struggle that have
been,
* -"3 Vlr\ *1 r\trcwl
ft ?u(u u4yc l/uc xuviuiu^ w. tt
m strain,
.The distance conquered, in the end made
vain.
' Ah, blessed law I for rest is tempting: sweet.
And we would all lie down if so we might;
And few would struggle on with bleeding
feet:
I And few would ever gain the higher
height
Except for the stern law which bids us know
We must go forward, or must backward go.
?Independent.
I NISSA.
! A French Story.
Gaston lighted a cigarette and said:
"It is not a long story, but you will
find it tragic. By Jove! it makes me
shiver to think of it You remember
that the Department of Fine Arts sent
me to Persia two years ago. I was to
write np the Province of Irak-Adjemi.
II began by taking up my quarters in
Ispahan. At the end of three months
I had finished my task, but if I had returned
home at once the department
would never have believed that I was
a man of any depth! I was just about
bored to death, when luckily there was
a change of Governors. The Shah sent,
k in place of the former Governor, his
^ r- ? TT1 1*
COUblH, ill ileum A.UA1X.
"The one who traveled in France?"
"Yes. And no donbt yon remember
meeting one of the heroes of my story,
Mehmed-Aga; he was the Prince's officer
of ordnance. He has the rank of
v General, or, rather, that of sertip, to
use tl^p Persian term."
t if "Ir >pmber him?a young man of
t about Sy ^gentlemanly fellow, something
o?~a swell, who dined with us
several times."
"You can appreciate my joy in meeting
him again away off there. Besides,
there is a peculiar charm about these
a half-Parisianized Orientals. Their naA
r-? arc l'o OA f A onAftV
r ^ bXTC TVUUUVOO ov wv *v?n vv*
and softened by contact with our ways
of life. In a "week tho sertip and" I
were inseparable."
And the story?"
"You are in too much of a hurry. I
have not finished the introduction.
One morning I was dreamily riding
through the city, giving myself up
for the hundredth time to the feeling
that I was la fsixyhmcr. Tnragmo tm'
mense. avenues, bordering- on tho right
_ artdtiieJeffc, with arcades, and...shaded
t?y gigairiTC- prtme-trees at wliose feet
- are streams of r^aning water. Farther
"A description! You are not working
for the department, old i'ellow.
You promised me a tragedy. Go on
with the storv. and. as vou love me. no
L descriptions!"
Gaston gave a sigh of resignation,
and said:
"I was ncaring the Kiosk of Tchechel-Sutoun
when I saw at the streetcorner
a woman in a litter. As a general
thing Persian women on the street
arc like nothing so much as bundles.
They are veiled, of course, or rather,
they,wear upon their heads a kind of
striped curtain which covers the face.
Oddly enough, the woman whom I
met .did not entirely conceal her figN
ure, which was slender and gracefnl.
ind I could sae her lar^e eves
gleaning like coals of fire. My horse
was walking', and 1 made him follow
very slowly the bearers of the litter.
It aemedto me that the unknown
loofed back once or twice; but, after
all,:as adventures of this kind in the'
Ea3 are somewhat unsatisfactory, I
1 paijonly a slight attention to the mat^
ter* I had almost forgotten the occurence
when, two days after, I again
m^L.the litter. This time . I was not
alee. Mehmed-Aga was walking with
m< At the first glance I recognized the
veisd lady, and especially remembered
UKO UiilJJUi UiilW J vo vr . m y*- v
sta flashing fire. As before, she looked
bar, but this time the action was more
paounced. I glanced at the Sertip,
w he pretended to have noticed noth^
We walked along in this way for
y&ct ten minutes, when the litter sudsnly
turned towards the Djoulfla
ridge. This bridge is one of the most
jeautiful sights in the world. It has
hirty-three enormous arches, and spans
^ iat capricious stream, the Zend-Deh"oud.
In summer the river-bed is dry,
I hit in November, which was the time
pf my story, the waters are as swift
ind turbulent as an Alpine torrent.
f fhe Djoulffa Bridge is somewhat of a
. >cpular resort for evening promenades,
E& nd so I hesitated about following my
p. nknown openly for fear of compro^ng
her. But there was no hesitaher
part. Suddenly she leaned
f' half way out of the litter, and dropped
\ her handkerchief upon the pavement."
\ "Well! Well! those Persian women
^ ^gj^jg^^low! And tho Seriip said
"For the moment, no. During the
: " rest of the walk he was silent, biting
* his mustache with a precceapied air.
When we reached the palace he said,
*Come in.' And when wo were alone
^ " in his study he began:
A ?? ?My dear friend, I made no comments
a little while ago. But instead
? of keeping that handkerchief pressed
tenderly against your heart, you must
ttiwvav it intn the fire.'
W"vn
tegaa. " 'You wish me to do so?'
IB " 'I do not wish that you should have
\ your throat cut, and be thrown into the
Zend-Dehroud. I am in charge of the
t police of the city, and I am responsible
j* for you to the French Legation.:
" 'But '
" 'Not a word- You are astonishing
7 people, you Parisians! You think
' . yourselves always upon the Boulevard
""T' ?, des Capucines! We are in tho Orient,
. my friend; and in tlie Orient husbands
are not to be trilled with. At Paris it
H|:- V~v'.may be different Your unknown is
* , cot unknown to me. Her name is
H, <
? ^ ban^i is fnpt^- aJI ^ Hais a voiy
where he lives. It is ho who occupies
that house on the river bank just at the
end of the bridge.'44
4And Nissa, what is said of her?'
44 "O, roy Frenchman! We do nol
talk about wonicn here, or, rather,
those whom we d) talk about . Ah,
well! they are sewn up in sacks and
thrown into the river."
44 4How frightful!"
?? wn nro now.' renlied
the Scrtip coldly. 'Formerly a live
cat would havo been added to the coni
tents of the sack. When maddened bj
tho water the cat would tear the woman's
face. This is no longer done.
At least, it is not customary. The influence
of Europe!'
"This little conversation somewhal
dampened my ardor. Moreover, Mehmed-Aga
had the good taste to droj
the matter there. I dined with him,
and in the evening he called in musicians,
who played for us Eastern melodies.
But I was preoccupied. Con!
stantly before my eyes that gracefu'
J figure was bending out of the litter,
I - ?.^i_ v?j j :
ana a ntuo iiuliu wu^uupui" a
kerchief. A persistent voice was singing
in my ear, like the refrain of a ballad,
'Nissa! Nissxi!' Naturally I suffered
all that night from nightmare. 1
dreamed that some one had given me
an immense cat, named AstouUa, whicl
was trying to tear my face! I waked
at 11 the next morning completely disenchanted.
n.
'In the evening I was promenading
upon the terrace, in the rear of mj
house, when a horrible-looking old wo
man, suddenly entered irom tne xowei
door. She wished to speak to me. Before
the servant had time to ask me ii
I were willing to see her she was at mj
side. And when she had made sure
that we were alone:
" 'Are you brave?' she said, in a
broken English which I could hardlj
understand.
"I smiled with that self-conceit whicl
a man always feels when asked 3uch a
question. She continued:
" 'I came to propose to you a walk.
It is night. No one can see us. YotJ
i are to :onow me. wnen nan way j
shall blindfold you, but you must sweai
to me not to attempt to find out where
I am leading you.'
"I promised.
"She grinned in a way that made her
still more hideous. I had agreed to her
proposition just as I have told you, at
once, - impelled by an irresistible impulse.
The day, you see, had passed
over my fears, the effects of the nightmare
were little by little fading away,
and I heard that persistent voice still
singing in my ear. 'JNissa! jNissai' xne
old woman evidently came from hor.
I hurried up to my room and got a
small revolver. Five minntes later we
were on our way. It was mad, absurd;
I confess it freely. But there are
follies about which one does not stop
to reason. Nissa, that unknown woman,
possessed over me some mysterious'
power. I had not even seen
her, and yet I madly longed to meet
her. Her fiery glance was burning my
I heart When we had come to the
' r^" ">g". LWai4_gTQiiLaiLstopped
- and took from her pocket a thick n&hd?
kerchief, which she proceeded?very
deftly to bind oyer my eyes. I could
see no longer. Then she grasped my
hand, ana I allowed her to lead me.
By the increased coolness of the air I
conjectured that we were crossing the
river. Then I heard all about me the
voices of the promenaders. It did not
occur to me that they might notice us.
I was walking, wholly absorbed in my
dream, thinking of the supple figure oi
the young woman, of her little head
and her flashing eyes. In a few seconds
the old woman turned to the
right, hut we were not quitting the
banks of tie Zend-Dehroud. I could
hear its turbulent waters rolling by
and breaking for an instant against
the arches of the bri'dge. At last my
guide paused, a key grated, and in a
whisper she said:
" 'Go up.'
'Five steps only, and then I felt that
my feet were pressing a soft, thick carpet.
At the same time she removed
the bandage. I found myself in a
small room, dimly lighted by a copper
lamp. Urdinarily in Persia the walls
korfl hnfc viaro if. tttq c tww
| CUV UUIV) WW.V JkAVi. W *V II V-W I V* J MAMV&VUW*
Incense was burning in a richly-chased
perfuming pan, resting upon a table of
red and green mosaic, and. filling tho
room witn those Oriental odors which
intoxicate one like the fragrance of old
wine. Against the walls, hung with
yellow cashmere, were musical instruments?the
nefir, which is like our
hautboy, kettle-drums, two kematches,
a kind of viol?and here and there
arms in the midst of. pendent chains
and necklaces. And, below, the dull
and regular murmuring of the river.
By lifting a little the drapery from tho
window. T saw that the water tonehed
the very wall of the house. Almost
immediately I heard a light rustling
upon the carpet. I turned. It was
Kiss a. I was transfixed with astonishment.
She could not have been more
than 17 or 18. Her thick, dark hair,
falling upon perfectly-formed nock and
shoulders, reminded me of the 'Salome,'
by Hegnault. Her face, slightly
amber in color, had all the changing
lights of mother-of-pearL But I was
especially struck by the strange contrast
between the exceeding whiteness
of her teeth and tho blackness of her
eyes. The eyelashes, tho tips of the
lids and her lips were painted. She
j smiled as she gazed at me with her still
I and burning eyes. I thought of the
j sertip's words, and said to myself that
that woman could not be easily frightened.
However, she took my hand and
made me sit upon the divan.
" 'My husbana has started for Teheran,'
sho said, 'and wc have the time
"She spoke English with the marked
guttural accent "Then she struck a little
gong with a copper rod, and coffee
was brought in. Sho began to talk
rapidly, telling me that her life was
very dreary, and that she had been interested
in mo at first sight. At the
same time the expression of her eyes
was becoming more and more tender,
and her hand was softly pressing mine.
She leaned nearor, and suddenly embraced
me, fixing her lips upon mine.
I was besinnin<r to lose my head, when
11 heard a noise in an adjoining room,
j In an instant she sprang from my
; arms, and stood erect and trembling,
j Her ^ welcome, her caresses and her
| sudden fear had followed each other so
rapidly that-I had no time to analyze
my feelings. With tho same unfailing
grace and animation she ran to the
wall, and without hesitation took down
a slender little dagger and half concealed
it in her sleeve. She turned to
me and with an emphatic gesturo said:
'Wait!' Then she vanished behind tho
Vioqtttt orvorTTi rrc
UVU)T J
"A vague fear stole over me. I' recalled
the scrtip's warnings. Possibly
I had been a little imprudent! Suddenly
I again heard a noise in the next
room; there were sounds of voices, then
a short struggle; at last silence. At
once the drapery was pushed aside and
! Nissa reappeared. She was very pale,
> as pale as the pearls upon lier neck.
"She had leaned against the wall,
looking like a white statuo against the
? background of yellow drapery. Sho
, was still smiling, and in her smilo re,
vcaling teeth as sharp as thoso of a
I young wolf. She took a few steps into
the room. Her knifo and hands wero
red.
L " ?f}reat God! What has happened?'
> I exclaimed.
44 'Nothing,' she replied.
T "She tossed the dagger into a eorner,
and, with perfect calmness, said:
44 4It was my husband. He would
-1 have killed us. I preforred to anticiI
pate him. Come, help mo throw his
i | body into the water!'
| "I remained motionless, gazing at
)! her in astonishment. Then she fixed
, I her eyes upon me, with an expression
j of complete contempt. And, in a tone
i that I shall never forget, she said:
I ...'VI +.1 T> 1 f Tt
i * Uiese Jcruuyuiucu; yt uan uuirv*
11 ousness!'
, | "She shrugged her shoulder, and
- j called a maid whom she commanded
I to open the window. Then, as if they
were doing the most ordinary of acts,
. they lifted the body and dropped it into
[ the river, whoso waters closed over it.
! Upon my word, the adventure was bei
coming too Oriental for a Parisian. I
[ confess that I was seized with a wild
j terror?without waiting longer I ran
I away like a madman. Whero I went,
; I have no idea. In ten minutes I found
r myself a^ain in the .city, and I ran
r j through the streets as if pursued by a
I legion of devils. When I had reached
. my apartments I fastened myself in
i | -with a double lock, cursing Nissa and
t i all the houris of the Orient,
r m
1 "What a night! I did not sleep till
morning, and then my sleep was like
k lead. When I awoke the sun was high
r and streaming into my chamber." I
was completely unstrung. What would
1 happen? A man could not disappear
1 without the law's taking cognizance of
the affair. Nissa had not even made
an attempt at concealment. The ser[
vant had seen and aided her. I should
- be implicated, and at the very, idea of
being associated in such a crime I felt
' my hair standing on end with horror.
Shnnld T confide evervthinp" to the
French Minister? Unfortunately he had
' just left, and the first Secretary was
. too young for me to think of having re'
course to him. In any event my future
was ruined. It was a fine commission,
" that from the Department of Fine
Arts!'
"All that day I remained in the same
condition, keenly anxious and not dar1
ing to go out. The evening came and
still I had formed no resolution, and
' no news yet of Nissa. Had she been
arrested? What had become of her? I
retired early, but could not sleep. On
1 the second day I could endure it no
longer and decidod to see my friend,
the sertip. Anything was preferable to
the torturing uncertainty in which I
was living. I was sure that Mehmed\
Aga would not go out before breakfast.
I arrived at his palace about
1 noon. They told me he was in his
^ -stnds_as_usual. I was announced, and
- then entered
?ZSSXIi lb tm?J- - ? -- ? -
; saw me 'Are you well?'
"Thank yon, very well.'
"'By the way!' he said, 'have you
; heard the news?"'
" 'The news?tho news? No, I?I
! have heard nothing.'
" 'You remember Astoulla, tho rich
. merchant in the suburbs?'
. " 'Do I remem??'
" 'Wl-iir ws?"Nmcq^'sj TiTishanrl 'whom
I told you about'
"I felt myself blushing to the roots
of my hair. It was all over, the crimo
was known, and I did not dare to think
of the adventure. I muttered an almost
inaudible 'yes.'
" 'The poor devil,' continued the ser-.
tip\ 'my dear friend, he has suddenly
disappeared.'
My throat was choking, but I managed
to say:
" 'Whatf he has?he has disappeared?
Jove! It is very?very strange.'
"'Yes, very strange.'
"And the sertip looked at me intentiTT
T orml/1 Vsoor> if. nn Irmornr T ttqa
about to confess everything, when he
said;
"He was jnst setting out for Teheran.
And suddQnly vanished. Nothing
has been heard of him.'
"For the second time the sertip looked
into my face. There was a short silence.
Then, puffing out a long thread
of smoke, he added calmly:
" 'God is great!'"?Bevue de Deux
Mondes.
Burglars Should Not Fumble Around.
A stout, aoie Doaiea iaav was arousea
the other night by a noise" in the hallway,
and on going down stairs she discovered
a man fumbling around in the
dark. The lady immediately assailed
him with the ferocity of a tigress and
ejected him from the house in quite a
number of seconds less than no time at
all, and slammed the door after him.
As the man tumbled down the stepa
onto the sidewalk he was gobbled by a
policeman and promptly marched off to
the cooler. The next morning several
of her friends called and congratulated
her upon the heroism displayed in
throwing a full-growr burglar out .of
the house. "Gracious i" exclaimed the
loA-rr r?TATTT?nft' WO 1O T? r? O fTltO tor?
X j ^IVTTiUi v* iiu ??^*KV??VUJ IT
that a burglar?" "Why, certainly,
didn't you know it?" "Know it! Heavens,
no! I thought it was only my husband
home again late from the lodge,
or I wouldn't have done what I did for
the world."?Texas Siftings.
The Wonderful Sunsets.
Tho strange sunsets and sunrises,
with longlasting ruddy twilights, green
I and blue sun, and strangely tinted
moon, continue deservedly to attract
attention. The strangest thing of all
is that they continue still to be seen.
They began in September, and now as
I write, Tate in January, I see after
sunset a rod glare reaching to the
northern horizon. Consider what it
means. For the northern skies to be
reddened in this way after sunset, the
region of dust or whatever else it may
be which is illuminated with ruddy
light must bo at least twenty miles
aSove the earth's surface.
I have nothing to add to the various
suggestions which have been afforded,
except to note that if the whole earth
had been peppered with volcanic dust
from Kralatoa, the evidence respecting
meteoric dust on which the views
recently accepted have been chiefly
based must be reconsidered. For it
becomes clear that one large volcanic
outburst can do more to bring .matter
simulating the appearance or meteor
dust to the earth's surface that would
suffice for fifty years of meteoric supply
as hitherto calculated. The smaller
volcanic explosions taking place
uvurj wuuiu tuureiurc quite easily
account for every particle of supposed
meteoric dust hitherto collected ?Prof.
ZL A. Procter. .
Into the Trackless Void.
Sometimes the Sunday-school book
hits it right, and the wicked man gets
it square in the nose.
Wrong and wickedness do not always
bust the snoot, as it were, of the upright
man.
I've known several instances myself
where such was not the case, and I
desire at this moment to give one
of those incidents to the civilized
world.
fr> +Hn Tcintor nf '7fi_S0 thftTft was
quite a party of us encamped on the
Musselshell, traders and buffalo-hunters,
some intents and somoin "shacks."
I grieve to say that the majority of the
party kept right on through the cold
weather fighting against the rattlesnake
bite of the preceding summer..;
Only one man of the ganoj seemed to
have conscientious scruples against
sheep-dip and the juice of Nation.
That was Wyandotte Smith of
Ubet
He said when he got ready to soak
his soul in the liquid of the devil he
would take his chances in due form
after he had shed mortality and put on
A mi it*
immortality, jliiomj wore me tcucws m
Wyandotte Smith. He proposed to
offer a resolution once in a while as to
what should go into his internal economy
to steal away the gray matter of
his cerebellum.
One night when the coin-silver slice
of moon rode high athwart the azure
, dome, a band of buffalo-slayers and
"muskrat-skinners," filled with mischief
and valley tan, stole forth to have
some fun with "Wyandotte Smith.
When a man's head begins to enlarge
with an alcoholic idea, you will
generally find him searching for a
temperance man with whom he can
argue while he breathes at him with
' that odor of the cynical bung-starter,
and tries to convince him that total
abstinence is vitally wrong.
. These boys decided that they would
monkey with the Queen Elizabeth fireplace
connected with Mr. Smith's
shack.
Inside you could see through the
chinks Mr. Wyandotte Smith frying
bacon or. Porkopolis quaiL
The plan was to sift some gunpowder
through the interstices (whatever
I tliAoa oto^ r\t tVio rncfcio! oVi?mr>ATr intii
the fire, and, surprise Mr. Wyandotte
Smith with the forthwith and extremely
consecutive manner in which it
would sputter. The party would then
laugh softly and do it some more.
A young Swede, called by the party
Twoquart Kettleson, took the keg of
powder and began to sift it into the
big broad chimney, while the rest stood
around looking into the shack to watch
Wyandotte Smith when the fire should
begin to stammer and spit at him.
Wyandotte Smith was singing "Oh,
what shall the harvest be?" and jabbing
the bacon every little while with
a pair of old-fashioned bullet-molds.
Kettieson sifted in some powder. It
did not make any remarks.
He sifted in some more. It acted as
though it might be damp.
He lot in some more, and finally got
disgusted and poured the whole
blamed thing in; but it never even
flashed.^ ^ ^
what shall the harvest be?""
As ho struck high C, Two-Quart
Kettieson shot through a jack-pine out
tlin rrraai- fro^Vloaa voir! mte.tilfl
silence and the night,; into' the ether
blue, across the* place 'where ?hey hang
up the robe of night athwart the utmost
rim of the horizon went Mr. Kettleson
with unflagging "momentum,
while in,tEe little cS)^^ could, hear
. Wjrjsmde^yaiW^ .to
.wh^jfre h^est^k^i^K.^
^t^taxned.out- J^e
Wyandotte his
songv and
fire.:,'.TKea^ JSlr.' 'W^ps^-^t^S^aa
'flight. We failed to find:kimr*~^- '.v
Wo tried a certiorari and a requisition
frnm the Governor, a search war
rant, and a quart of benzine; but we '
did not find him.?Bill Nye in Puck.
Goats, Camels, and Bees.
"A Camel can carry a ton."
Robert Eldridge, of Cincinnati, who'
has just returned from Russia, where
he has been rearing goats and camels,
says he has seen good pack camels
carry more than a ton on their backs,
but a ton is considered a fair burden.
"Are there many camels reared in
Russia?"
"The industry is not important in a
commercial point of view. I have been
engaged at it for four years. I have
figured that there are 25,000 camels in
the Jinldscna ana j&rivan districts, me
Kalmucks have about 20,000, and the
Khirges^ liOt far from 180,000. Camels
j re bred for their labor principally, Taut
a,3o for their hair and milk. A camel
will shear from eighteen to twenty-two
pounds of hair. This is worth in the
open market about $2.'50 a pood.
"You also raise'd goats?"
"Yes, I had about 800 on my ranch
when I left There are over a million
and a half of goats in Enropean Russia.
The industry is the most important
in the mountainous portions
of the Caucasus. The Angora and
Caskmero breeds are bred m some'of,
the governments for their milk, meat,
and hair. In 1880 the export of goat
down amounted to $38,000, while the
coarser qualities of hair about doubled
it The largest export was in 1876,
when it reached $400,000 for down and'
coarse hair combined."
"What do you know of bee culture
in Russia?"
"In Little Russia and Lithuania, the
great linden forests render bee-keeping
very profitable. The finest toney I
ever saw is produced in Xovno. The
largest Quantities come from the gov
ernments of Yekaterinoslav and "Poldova.
There are over 450,000 hives in
those two districts. Kaluga produces
annually about 1,760 pooas of Honey
and 3,500 poods of wax. A pood contains
about thirty-six pounds. This
annual production in the Don Cossack
country amounts to $50,000 in round
numbers.
"In Volhynia. and Bessarabia the
combined yield of honey reaches a
value of nearly $200,000 a year. The
annual yield of the whole empire is not
far from $4,000,000, or about 18,000
tons. To this must be added nearly
c aaa so nnn nnn
y,v/w UVXiD ui n vji bu ^<w}vvv}vvv>
This is about all consumed in Russia,
tho exports being very small."
How much is "quite a number?" We
glance over our exchanges and read of
"quite a number of people," "quite a
number of hogs" (though possibly we
here indulge in an unnecessary repetition),
"quite a number of years," and
one bibulous writer with unctuous enthusiasm
refers to "quite a number of
glasses of beer." As nearly as wo can
judge from the context in each of these
cases, "quite a number" means?well
?in short?quite a number. ?Rockland
Courier-Journal t
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I An Washington's House.
Two or t&ree hundred steps to the
right and np a general incline and you.
stand on the broad, high porch cf j.
Mount Vernon. ' j ,
The great river creeps close underneath,
one hundred feet or two below!.
You might suppose that you could
throw a sfonc, standing on the porch,
into the Potomac as seen through, the
trees thatJbug the hillside aml tflSWA
ter's bank-below. All is quiet, so quiet
Now and then a barnyard fowl, back iii
tne rear, ^trained Ms glossy neck and
called oujloud and clear in the eternaj_
Sabbath here; a fine shaggy dog wal-~
lowed and romped about the grassy
door-yard, and while far out over thevast
river some black, wide-winged
birds kept circling round and Tound. I
went back and into the barnyard to inquire
what kind of birds they were. .1
met a veiy respectful but a very stam
mery nearcu ;-He. took his cap .in his
hand an agisted 16 "afl atout and- openin^hi|fJ0toath
imanjf .tiiE^^fi? ^finally
t'Do-<<i^c^bnrds-;<^ras created ^ by.
"Bufc.frhatfrdo you call thein, uncle?"
' Trrri&f-ittir?''and-'hc twisted his
cap, badradro^cameriDrw^Td, winked
his-ey e^ hut" couH goi go con.
'* "Do you sae'&a ttlfkey-hu^ardsT'
burds
eats jip^e camoh of/de yearth, sah."
DiHttfc-jrfegift, tiife. family
^a^^lc^ln^Cjearrthe two
marblot^ffiis, where abopt thirty of
thS WStiotugfa ' titbSlYi "buried, is
has b6sa' thrown'tfa*F - .tirnsty old
Potomac' "to. Ii4~ thfe^o' Until'' the' last
trump'sh'slt open all tomb?.
; The;thi^howeyeiV, of the most sinthe
^ta^ prOTented-by- ISOjnas Paino
to to <
AxnerjjCft. 7^. Vpmea?^::it -.to e Wish- <
ingtoau-;It -hangs ^erp.' in_a >lass case,
massiye aadmonstrous. It is- a hide- <
ous, horrible cexhaps, ?
mora^Wood-and mfeiy on it than any '
other'piece 6f' ircfo; tir steel* that' ever
WM Seen.' '" " ~ 7" ' ' or; ' i
- Let no' one hereafter complain of j
havm&to li*e in afronCand '<
wxtHp^ a fire^. For iefe, wife all 1
th&^adouis and noblelhottse^.'to*^ delect
fro^4iie w&ow of TV?hS^Sn -chose <
a garret lookingto'tho south : and out '
upori'Ms"tdnib.' - Xiria is the^oTd 'toinb i
where lie first was. laid to . rest* and 1
where the fallen oak leaves, are.crowd- J
ing m neaps now ana almost nrnng up
the low, dark doorway. : <
This garret has but one window, a i
small and narrow dormer window, and J
it is otherwise quite dark. A bottom
corner of the ,door is cut away so that
her cat might come &ad go at wilL
And this is the saddest, teaderest sight
at Mount Ve'nion. It seemed tc me
that I could see this noble lady sitting 3
there, looking out upon the tomb of her 3
mighty dead, the great river sweeping 3
faa.t beyond, her heart lull of. the mem- <
ory of a mighty nation's birtii?waiting,
waiting, waiting. Her work was i
done. She had lived quite the allotted 1
three score years and ten. Her com- j
I paiiions were in the tomb, and so she J
^^se^is garret, just above the bed in s
as. a sacred place in which, to sit down ]
and cherish her memories, and wait <
m-iffi hfinr^a t.ha ftAnH an 1
[ here, after a year and a half of wait- i
ing, the angel of death fonnd her; the <
hands were folded forever, and the na- <
! tion mourned her as its mother.?Jo a- i
quin Miller. 1
Not After the Jug. '
A day or two ago a report was whis- '
pered along the docks that a jog con- ,
taining four gallons of brandy had j
slipped off the wharf at the foot of }
First street, and was at the bottom of ,
the river. Within an hour-after the \
information had reached the first pair j
of ears a man came sauntering down j
upon the docJt witn a sort 01 grapnei <
attached to a clothes line, and as he <
caught sight of the owner of the ware- j
house he said: " i j
I "Bein^ that the ice is all out, Td like
to grapple for that gold watch lost here ^
He was told to go ahead wiih all his j
might; but he had scarcely ^nade ready
when a second man "arrived.'' He had
an iron hook fastened to a "stout cord,
and he promptly explained:
' "Being as I had nothing to do,to^day
I thought I'd try and look tip one o' ;
them CTindstones that tumbled in here
last a8." }
The two were working away with
theirTlines when, a third man put in an
appearance. He seemed considerably
surprised to find any .one ahead of him, j
bnt as he got his grapnel ready he
calmly observed to the pair: <
"I've dreamed three nights running i
that there was a brass kettledown here,
and I thought if I could hook it up and j
sell it tor $2 I'd be so inucn aneao,..
It wasn't over a quarter ol an hour y
before a fourth man arrived. Ho had j
an iron rake attached to. a long pole,
and as he found the trio at work he
SU"^ell, now, but if any of you .fellers i
find the shot-gun I lust .here last summer
I'll set up the drinks." t
The fifth man came down to look for
. a coal shovel. <
' The sixth man had just found time <
f/v frvr t>iA hodv rvf hi? nAnhftW.
supposed to have been in the river two i
months. ]
The seventh came down, saw the six j
at work,, and turning to. the warehouse 1
man he growled: <
"Always the way! Last night I j
dreamed of fishing up a $26 cook-stove j
from the bottom here, and I come down <
to find a whole gang ahead of me. j
Hang it! an honest, hard-working man t
has no show whatever in'this town!"-? <
Detroit Free Press. <
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Mosc Schanmbnrg's Dilemma. 1
. j
The rain was coming down by the s
barrelful, as Gilhooly stepped into 1
Mose Schaumburg's store. Mose wore (
a very gloomy look
"Why, Mose, what makes you look
so biueP"
"No vonder I looks plue, Mishter
Gilhooly. It rains so much all de tiiries
and I haf got a pig stock of umprellas
on hand."
"I should think that rainy weather
would bo the very time for you 4to
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speak."
"No, sir; dot yos a great mistake.
You see it rains so steady dot do peebles
can't pnt their nmprellas long
enough down for them to be stolen."
"Well?"
' 4Vell, don't you see ? If the peebles
don't put down dose nmprellas on the
corner dere vas no new ones pou^ht."
Just at this moment, the sun shone
out from behind a cloud, and its rays
fell on the head of the smiling Israelite,
who looked like one of. the: pictures
of a saint with a beatific smile, with a
halo, about his head bj One. of the old
masters.?Texas Si/tings.
THE SOUDAN.
A Preacher Who Has Traveled in
That"" Country.
The Eev. H* it-Field, editor of the
Now York Evangelist, in speaking of
General Gordon's mission to the SonHun
trt a rnnresGntative of the New Or*
WW ? ? w- .
leans Times-Democrat, said:
I have traveled in Egypt and been
up the Nile to Assuan, the first cataract,
and afterwards went to Suez and
down the Red Sea to India, and so I
am familiar with that coast. Two years
ago I was in Egypt and went across
the desert to SinaL From bein^ somuch
in Egypt I have become familiar
with the Eastern question, and knowing
General Stone, Nubar Pasha, and
other leaders well, it has been some
thing of a study to me.
The Sondan is a term hard to. define
geographically. It is a vast territory
upon the Nile, and the provinces claimed
by Egypt extend almost to the equator.
They have annexed all that part
of Asia. Egypt has appeared beiore
the world as extending; civilization has
pushed it up to KhartonnirWid: to Son*
dokore, and I think quite to^-fhe yi^P*
ria Nyanza, If not quite to the equator^
The annexation of Egypt included
not only the Soudan in its proper sense.
but Karfodan and Darfour. I know
very well a Colonel in New York, a
Colonel Prout, who was an American
ciflcer in our war/ who went out and
took service "with the Khedive, and was
sent up. the Nile and was nnder Gordon.
He said he. was himself put in
command, by Gordon, of the equatorial
protinces, which shows how far
they have extended their claims.?
Egypt's claim of breaking up the slave
trade and extending civilization is not
founded in truth- What she did do was
to put over the country annexed a set
of Egyptian governors who were the.
curse of the country.
These governors were mostly, bad
characters; but there was one interval
of good government, and that was
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Nile to take charge and break up the
slave trade. Our knowledge of this
great soldier was derived from this
Colonel Prout, who was up there for
three years.
Gordon soon saw the terrible state
of the country, and how the people
were oppressed, and he immediately
jet to work to use his power to relieve
the burdens of the people, release them
from oppression and to govern them
wisely and kindly. The Egyptian govarnment
gave him a salary of $20,000
per year, out he gave it all away, do
ing everything for the poor. In one
3ense he ruled with, a rod of iron, and
enforced obedience, but he ruled with
such justice that he acquired an almost
supernatural reputation. He is a man
utterly ignorant of fear, and exposes
himself, constantly, and the natives
have an idea that bullets can't hit him.
Ee has great executive ability and powers
of administration with his courage.
With all this he is an extremely religions
map, and a man.of prayer, and. all
[lis acts are as if he was a man of God.
He is nerfectlv canable of bravinsr all
aight and then mounting his camel
and going alone into the aesert
His.jnissi2E jsjto restore order and
maKe pcacc, aEd tiu? *?<=> iisplaclng
the Egyptian governors who
are inimical to the people. As T understand
the matter he intends to re-*
store the old Soadan governors instead
5f the Egyptian governors, but he don't
propose to give up Khartoum, but to ,;
iold on to that
^ I have a theory that to roach that
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Sea, and I think ultimately that there,
frill be a railroad constructed from Suikim
to Berber. I think the distance
icross to the Nile is about 240 or 250
niles. Then at the crotch of the Blue
ind White Nile is Senna, a fertile country.
If they had a railroad to Suakim,
;here is no reason why England should
lot get her grain supply, from the Bed
sea, as now from the Black. In ten,.
rwenty or thirty years I think there will j
ii j :n
jtj a rauroau tujiuaa, uuu uiav tvm so<r
Jo this Eastern question.
For the moment the whole future of.
the Soudan depends upon the courage,
firmness and judgment of one man?
Seneral Gordon.- I look on Gordon as
the Hero of' our'ceutury.
The Doctor has seien not a few.
Ganges in foreign government, and;
frosjn Paris when tho revolution of;
L848 overthrew Louis Phillippe, so he.
is a careful observer of national movements.
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Polar Geography.
Engineer Melville said: "Xou hava,
10 idea how great is the fascination oi
Arctic exploration. When once in-;
iulged it becomes as difficult to give
ip as; gambling."
"When do you intend to go to the
lorth again?" ' 1
"Ifcope to gati oil tne sieamer jsear
ffhen it starts on the Greely relief expedition."
i
"Do you think Lieut Greely is safe P" '
"I do."
"Do you think that the north pole
evUI ever be reached?"
"I do, if we attempt to make & pas-,
iage.by the way of Franz Josef land."
"What are the advantages to be
gained from all the. suffering and loss
if life incident to Arctic exploration?"
"There,are many- advantages.. lithe
3ole is reached a vast amount of use- :
ill information will be gained concernng
the laws of storms andwindwaves*'
We will be' able then to complete the
geography of the- world and measure
me flattening of the earth at the poles.
Additional knowledge will be gained
>f astronomy, meteorology, ocean
)hysics . and natural history, the
horough understanding oiall of which
Urectly and indirectly adds to the
;omfort and safety of man. . But do
lot ask me to enumerate all the ad-:
rantftores that result from Aretfft ex
>lorations. I am an enthusiast on the
lubject, and I am willing to devote my
ife and'time in its service."?Interview
n Brooklyn Union.
High chimneys for factories are now
becoming unnecessary, by reason of the
ntrodnction of a new kind of oven.,
Iny manufacturer, it-- is asserted, ean
place one of these ovens in. his works,! J
md obtain from every.ton of slack he
ises coke worth $2, tar and ammonia
vorth $1, and 14,000 feet of gas to gen- :
irofo cfoom TKn aaVo Icir on^ on
noma will thus, it is claimed, consider*
Hj more tkan pay for slack, wear an<J
ear,, etc.
The Salt Lake Tribune disputes the
correctness of the police statistics frequently
paraded to prove the superior
rirtue of the Mormons. The Tribune j
isplams by saying that when a police- ^
nan finds an intoxicated Saint he kind* !
y escorts him to his 'home, while a !
jentfle is run into the- station house.
Confucius wasn't .far out of the way
rhen ho said: "Woman is the master- \
>iece." Confucius must have been
atirried, else lie would never Lave
cade the discovery.
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A Nursemaid as a Heroine..
It has become the habit in these days
to rank men and women as heroes and
heroines cin small provocation. The
title has been accorded to many persons
less worthy of it than Katie McDonnell,
the young nursemaid who was
shot by her drunken suitor recently.
Katie evidently has remarkable will
power as well as a gentle and loving
nature. This is shown by the fact that
while she had given her affections to
Dennis Hennelly, the brute who attempted
to take her life, she listened
to the advico of her brothers and refused
to marry him until he had reformed
his bad habits. It was for this
refusal that he shot her at the door of
the house m which she was in service.
Dangerously if not fatally wounded,
Katie did not shriek and fall as an ordinary
woman would have done. She
kne w that the ruffian would- have completed
his work had he supposed her to
be wounded, so she told him she was
not hit, and besought him to run away
to avoid arrest. xnen sue enterea me
house, fell at the top of tho stairs,
: 'steadyixg herselfJtfvk
chair, spoke to her, took the baby,**
was her custom, to her own chamber,
got into bed, and laid all night suffering
and bleeding, in the hope of screening
her lover and. affording, him time
to escapc. She actually got up twice
during the night to give the child a
drink, in the fear that its restlessness
might call some one to her room.
When found, in an' apparently dying
condition in the moraine, she still tried
to screen her assailant; and now, in
the hospital, she begs that Dennis may
not be hnrt, taking all the blame to
herself.
Some such story as this may be told
in romance. It is a part seldom acted
in real life. What wonderful power of
Will the girl must have possessed to
conceal her wound from her assailant,
thus probably preventing him from instantly
completing his bloody - work!
What will power, devotion, and selfsacrifice
to go through her ordinary
duties, concealing her suffering, and to
lie all night without appealing for help
in order to screen the wretch who had
wounded her!
Talk about the heroines of romance!
la e r\4 rool
ixawy uivi/v/uuvii -u km UUIv*uv v& AVM*
life. It is- feared that her wound is
fataL Indeed, the doctors give but
slight hope of her recovery. If she
dies, a brave, good woman will have
been sacrificed, and it is to be hoped
that, her murderer will suffer the penalty
of his crime. It will be difficult to
get up a jubilee -of cant and flowers
over such a brute.?if. Y. World.
McCullougb and His Man "Bob."
''That is BobPritchard, better, known
as "McCullough'a Bob." He is the governor's
dresser and has been with nim
for about thirteen years. Bob has a
weakness for the artlent, and sometimes
gets.a little too much, on board,
when tne governor will discharge him.
But he is always taken back, for he
knows McCullough's ways so well,is so |
thoroughly familiar with his wardrobe,
"ana IS re&uy supn a Viuu&uie ureaser
that his occasional shortcomings are
fo-rcri-g-op. An instance of his value was
"Ton remember thatMr.McCullongh
played Ingomar at the Boston Theatre
to Mary Anderson's Parthenia. WeH
the morning of the day that the governor
was to leave New York for the
Hnb Bob turned up rather the worse
for wear, and the governor summarily
dismissed him; tola him to go off and
never show his face again. Bob went
away and immediately sought Billy
Connor, to whom he related lus misfortune.
"I'm fired for good, now," he
said, with tears in his eyes. "The governor's
awful mad." Connor knew
better, and so he told Bob to go home
and sleep until afternoon and then
come back and see him
"In the meantime the governor had
started for Boston without taking a bit
of wardrobe and was in a horrible stew
a ?rr1i o4> I^a oTtnnl/) "\Tioo A r?_
IV iUXUTT TTUOU UC OUVU1U UV/t JJUUOD fcUderson,
who was on the train, suggested
that the next day they could get up
early and go to some costumer's in
Boston ana get something that would
da This did not please Mac much for
he is not an easy man to fit, you know,
but he thought that was the best thing
that could be done. He reached Boston
in an unenviable state of mind, and
put-op at the. Tremont House."
"Where was Bob, all this timeP"
"Hold on and,! will teH you. Bob
went home and slept, and went to see
Connor in the afternoon! Connor told
him to get together everything that the
governor would Want in "Ingomar,"
and go to Boston on the night train,
and go to the governor at his hotel in
the morning as though nothing had
happened. Bob did so, and when the
nrnvprnnr ftame down stairs earlv the
next morning there was Bob sitting at
the foot of the stairs. "Hello, Bob!"
said Mr. McCullough, "have you got
everything all right for "Ingomar?
"Xes, sir," replied he, "just as you
told me, sir."
"You ought to hear the governor tell
the story. "When I saw Bob sitting
there that morning," says he, "I felt
that I could have put my arms around
bim and hugeed the Scotch cuss."?
Washington 'Republican.
Paris Curiosities,
Among the curiosities of "beggardom"
in Paris is an old man who plies
his trade on horseback, because his
legs are paralyzed. His 4'So sin ante1'
is a familiar object in certain streets.
A woman appears every day in the
Hue Montmatre pushing a neat little
baby-carriiage containing a very pretty
and well-dressed baby. The mother
has a sweet voice and realizes quite a
sum by singing in the court-yards of
the houses. _
Another woman frequents tne line
des Martyrs. She is haggard and lean,
meanly clad, and drags about with her
an unhappy little boy, whose daily mission
it is to sing a Bacchic effusion
called "My Jenny," and the poor little
wretch's hoarse voice daily imparts
the startling news that "Jenny tilts her
glass" or "Jenny's glass is broken
now."
In August of last year, the little
fellow, who goes to school a certain
number of hours each day, took a
prize, and he was seen on Sundays on
his lyric "beat" with a wreath upon
nis neaa.
Monsieur X., one of the most distinguished
lawyers in Paris, who lives
near the bourse, loves to tell a story of
how, when a baby in arms, he begged
in tie streets of Paris, against his will,
of course. The nurse who had charge
of him used to hire him out to a professional
beggar. The rage of his
parents, when this nice little babyfarming
scheme was discovered, may
be more easily imagined than .'described.
Tennyson's son Lionel has written
aa alleged poem.
WIT AND HUMOB.
An exchange speaks of "Limbtuger
i by the ton." We nave frequently seen
Limburgcr by the Teuton.
Verily, wonders never cease. We
have had a poem expressly telegraphed
across the ocean, and now have readings
by Cabla
A mole on the nose indicates that a
man will be a great traveler?probably
to get out of the way of people who
make personal remarks.
"Do birds think?" asks a writer in
opening a current article. 12 tney ao,
we would like to know what a canarybird
thinks of the woman who stands
up in a chair and "talks baby" through
the brass wires of the cage.
"Clean the streets!" shouted a Cincinnati
paper, and the next week a torrent
like a river was rushing through
half the streets in the town. Editors
cannot be too particular about bearing
down light in their demands.
A Tribune attache the other day
heard a skilled vocalist sing "Wait Till
'the Clouds Eoll By." She rendered it:
wWah tah the clow raw bawvJftwy; '*
Wait tab the claw rawjjaw;- ^
wai tali th tr^Jav
A young beauat iiissister's evening
party began to sing,. "Why am I weak ;?
and wearvP" when a littlo brother
brought the performance to a sadden
close by calling out, "Aunt May says
it's 'cause you come home so late every
night.1* . ' ,,:4
It is very desirable to be a good
reader. A clergyman is said to have
once read the following passage from
the Bible, with the emphasis thus:
"And the old man said unto Ms sons,
saddle me the ass; and they saddled
himr
An article is going the rounds of the
press which is entitled 4'The Umbrella,
in France." That settles it then- For
a while we cherished the hope that we
mi"ht regain possession of that umbrella,
but as it has crossed the ocean
to evade us, we might as well give it
up.
A couple of pickpockets followed a
gentleman for some blocks with a view
of availing themselves of the first opportunity
to relieve him of his purse.
He suddenly turned into a lawyer's
office. "What shall we do now," asked
one. "Wait for the lawyer," said the
other.
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Putting the names of the streets on the
street; lamps is a good thing. Moonlight
nights, if the lamps are not lighted*
by getting out of the tram-^car, . .
climbing the lamp-post, and striding a
match, you may .read the name of the
street distinctly, if the wind doesn't
blow out your 'match.
The motto of a young /woman's society
in Tennessee is ' 'Total'abstinence
or no husbands." It is said that the
members are showing a wonderful degree
of determination, as the organization
is nearly a fortnight old and only
three resignations have been handed
in.?Nomstown HeraXd.
Young lady (just from boarding:
school, at dinner table(: "Please, papai
I I'd like a leg of the roast chicken."
T. j j -- wiX.
"xou nave xiau one, my utsar, auu jwur ?brother
had the other." Young lady
(in a sprightly manner): "Oh, sure
-anaafl&Lajchicken has only two legs.
It's-a ducic thai has. ionr."?? >
"Madam, you have destroyed $5
worth of merchandise," angrily remarked
a dude to a lady, as she seated /
herself in a chair in which he had deposited
a new Derby hat. "Serves you .
right," she replied, slowly rising from
the ruin; "you had no business to buy .
a $5 hat for a 50-cent head."
"I see you've got a colored servant
girl," said a man to another the other
day. "Yes," was the reply. "You . see
my wife's sister has just lost her
husband, so, as we had to get into
mourning, we discharged our white
girl and hired a colored one. She,harmonizes
with the mourning, as it were."
"Why, Jimmy," said one profession- *
al beggar to another, "are you going
to knock off already? It's only two
o'clock!" "No," responded the other,
who was engaged in unbuckling his
crutch; "I am only going to put it on
the other knee. You don't suppose a
fellow can beg all day on the same leg,
do you.
Ethel: "I can't see what Maud can
see in that ungainly, awkward Capt
Heavitree.'* Madge: "My dear, it's
becoming perfectly absurd. Only think.
The gardener told the cook yesterday
that Ee hoped the Captain would stay
another fortnight, for positively there
was no necessity to roll the gravel
waiKs wnue iney jtep* perpeuiauy
promenading up and.down-"
Walt Whitman, speaking of American
pootry. says: 4?Tlunk of the ab- /
senee and ignorance, in all cases hith- "
erto, of the vast ensemble, multitudinonsness,
vitality and the unprecedented
stimulants of to-day and here.1' We
frequently think of it We sometimes
wake up at midnight to think of it
We also think of those things, in all
their multitudinosity, in connection
with the stimulants of yesterday and
then and there.
It was at the Cataract House in Sioux
Falls. A son of the Emerald Isle was
ushered into the dining-room at the t
j: j al^
?: lnnnr HUUT ailU bliU puiitc s>&<ewttiu
took hold of the back of the chair to
push it into place. The guest looked
around suspiciously for a minute, and
then said loud enoughto be beard all
over the room: "By.the .howly Moses,
if yez jerk out that chair from under
me ril knock the whole top. cf yer
head off o1 yez."
"What do circus folks do in winter?"
asked a contemporary. The clown devotes
the season to gleaning a fresh
crop of jokes from the almanacs printed
prior to the American Revolution,
and occasionally writes for the London
comic weeklies; and the "strong man,"
who splinters rocks with his fist, secures
employment in a cheap, boarding
house at hammering tough, beet. No
doubt the others find employment
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"Yes," said old Blimber, "Featherly
played a mean trick on me this morn*
ing, but Til get even with him yet"
"What did he do?" asked a bystander.
"Why, I am a plumber, you mow," he
replied, "and he took a sign from tho
real estate office around the corner and
put it in my shop window, and it was
two hours before I discovered itM
"Nothing very mean about that that I
can see. What did the sign read?"
"It read: 'Houses for sale and to rent
in all parts of the city.1"
"Is your sister in, Johnny?" "She
is. She's in the parlor waitrn' for you.
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what she said last ni^ht when you went
away?" "I'll give you 10 cents." "All
right Thank yer. Well,' I guess she's
a goin' to be awful kind to yon, and
feed you well when you. get married,
cause she said you had mighty high
notions about yourself and jour folks,
bat she would make you eat humble
pie for it when she's your wifc".