The Fairfield news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1881-1900, August 06, 1884, Image 1
. WINNSBORQ, S. C.vWEDNESDAY, AUGMIST 6, 1884. ' .' :' ;|||
I 'v; . My Love and L
We loved each other, my love and'I,
And the wind sighed low through the tasseled
corn, -5The
bobolink sang in the dewy morn,
And the brook ran merrily by.
' "We loved each other, my love^nd I;
r And the quail piped low mid the yellow corn;
' Wo heard in the distance the huntsmen's
horn, rr -a?
And the leaves wero brown and dry.
k^o looked to the future, ay lovb and If
> Tbo fntiiro cn frevwdfx) With hoDCS and fOSTS.
rTbat turns our smiles b6 often to tearS, As
the days pass weariiy by.
- ;v
Ke spoke of the time -when we two should*
Togetherbeneato fair Koathern .^iiea^
Where *2to rose ittjts fragrance never dies,
%Andgtove heare;no parting knell.
The corn was garnered long years ago;
The bobolink's song is heard no more:
Only a shadow falls through the door
. Where he used to oome and go.
The sea is wi-ie, and it lies between
i My love and J tny love and I;
Where the flowers bioon*8d tiead leaves now
lie. >
And the gxass o'er his grayo is green.
: 1 ?Bebe&ca Rater Springer.
i
* A SOLDIER'S BRIDE.
"Well, pa, what news to-day?" ask- j
P ed a loxeh* girl, as Colonel Metcalf entered
tha/bungaloW, looking - careworn j
and anxious. "/'Have our men Tespond- |
ed to yonrappeal? Do you think they i
will remanrlo^nl 'and true?""YegJS&t&a.;
at least I suppose they :
-^riofriQ said dejectedly; "but treach- i
. , " ery and disloyalty are abroad. I wish j
p I had sent you home to England when ;
s? yonr mother died."
("Don't fret on my account, papa,"
she said,- as shte threw her arms around' I
his BFonzed neckr -"5ur brave fellows
who have followed us so often to victo-ry
will never desert, their colors, and
not a hand would they, raise against
their colonel's daughter-/' j
"Heaven grant that' yon are right,"
ho said wearily. "To-morrow ,1 will J
^ conii vnn into Lueknow under escdrtH
ITonrsafetpwill then bfr assured, dar" 'JLrfifdfyvtfcs?"
she asfcet^'ms j
Bhe kissed away a solitary tear, the !
first he had shed for yea^;^ia?fej^Bfidr.-]
I down his manly cheek.
"f am colonel of the 24th; and my |
place is at the head of my men," he !
said prondlv; "bnt here comes tie man j
of all others that 1 trust in this hour of ;
danger.*7. ? - f f j
"Shall I leave you now, papa," ask- I
ttt ed Dora. . / 1
F "No, my pet," he replied, as he j
stroked her silken braids. "He has
known you from your infancy, an it's j
the man I have selected to command the I
escort to Luckno w."
As he spoke a tall, soldierly man en- |
tered ana saluted Colonel Metcalf, !
i|? and then made a low obeisance to 1
- > Dora. -i? - tJ.
W "Well, Major Ram" Sin^h, you see T
i am trying to forget trouble in the'soci-' j
ety of my daughter," said the colonel-* j
"she is more precious to me than di-~:'j
monds." - j
"And has nothing to fear " said the j
> m^jor in good English, whic he spoke, j
fluently; "there is not a man i-ithe re?j- j
W ment who would not fight to the death
for the sweet raissie." "i
r Colonel Metcalf held oat Ms hand in ,
S-fntfl IT, maTixicxy-tr?i??'.)?r Ciit5 .
other took,* but Ms eves could not meet ;
those of Dora, who "seemed trying to j
fathom-his innermost thoughts. ^ .. |
"To-morrow at five you will have the
escort^ady, major,"^said the colonel.
happen I; would'have i' :ehanc^ of escape
|ef ffi^n
quickly, unable, however, notwithfa*
standing this remonstrance to meet her
gentle eyes. "The heat will be too
lib great for you, missie."
lin. "I shall ride," she replied, decisively, j
" and go well* armed. To shut, one- j
fc self up in a^pjilkw?: when ?3psloyiklfsoI- r]
diers swana* the^" country-side would i
jHy not bo prudent on the part of a soldier's '
B daughter."
"As you please, Dora," remarked
R her- father fondly; and turning onca.
F more to Ram Smgis, he saidr"To-mor-?
f row morning at five, rememb&r."
The answer was a; low bow, to indicate
his obedience "to his chief's com-"
mands. _ ^
^5 "Bam Singh," said Dora earnestly,
pr "my father is about- to entrust me to
your cafe; I am motherless and only a
girl f treason is abroad, and' many a
countryman and .-co an try woman -of
mine leave .iufieredf already. 'But tell
your men and take it to heart yourself,
I that if the mutineers did not leave, .one,
? nKr^/% ?t? Tr>^io Trot TTlnorl
^ might js not the. less able' to reach tho
murderess. Your countrymen will yet
lg know what it is to defy a nation which.
met single handed a whole world in
r arms."
"Spoken like a soldier's daughter,"
r said -her s father, jrcrad^t ,when Bam
Singly with .OTertetLface, \r pallor under
his dusky hue, had left; "but surely
yon do not suspect .Sam Singh's fidelity?^
.
If lie had only known' that at that
Fvery moment the Oriental was muttering
to himself:
"To-morrow must never come to
him, and Ijnust taste the sweets of her
lips. Englishmen will die, but Dora
i meccaii wui enter my iiarexn.
"Fidelity,'*: said Dora earnestly.
' Oil, papa, trust aobody now. ' Fly
_ with me. Let every .English officer
withdraw at once. Trust to my'woy
man's instincts, I implore you."
F And ijx her aimety she knelt at his
feet to enforce her pleadings.
'Dora, whatever happens will bo
Heaven's permission. I have grown
up from boyhood almost, with the old
corps. Tosee its colors flapping and
to listen fiotho-maaiat music of its
band has filled me ever with delight.
I No, my darling, I cannot leave my
> post
k To avoid further solicitation at
her hands, for it always pained him to
Sgswjfc refuse her anything, ho left the bungaHSW^fik
iUW| liOOUiJi
IgSlg Ten minutes later Dora, who had
buried her face in the cushions to have
a good cry, was aroused by a cheery
voice saying:
I "Well, Dora, I never knew you to
cry before- What-is the matter, dar|
ling? Has the pater been scolding you
. or any of our men annoying you?
Rising, she threw herself on her lov(
fir's breast, saying brokenly:
"Oh, Jack, I am so unhappy-*?
"Why? Oil, I know. lou've been
reading-the accounts in the papers
about txie doings "of these black demons."
v , . .
"It is not that. Jack." she said, drv
[ ing her eyes and returning his kisses.
?*Papa wishes to send me to Lucknow
[ to-morrow morning under an escort
commanded by Ram Singh."
"A wise resolve, my sweet pet,"
said Jack Spencer, gravely. "He deserves
jay thanks for that. You will
be safer there than at Setapoae."
"But papa and you will be eroosed
to peril?'
4Ut is a soldier's lot to brave danger.
, dear Dora. Our men are still loyal, |
j thank Heaven!"
"How long will they remain so,
' Jack? Do prevail npon papa to with- 1
draw all the Europeans to Lucknow." [
""Why, yon simple little goose, do j
yon want" Ensign Jack Spencer, who j
adores you, to get the severest repri- I
; maud ho ever got in his life? The pa- j
[ ter would call mo a coward . if I did J
i what you wish." / j
! "Then you don't" love me," she;
pouted.
"Don't I though!" ho replied, laugh- j
as~E? gave her a bear-like hug. i
/'I'd like to see anyone else dispute j
,that fact,' you little witch of an unbe- ;
.never.
"Papa-might let you -coax him into j
letting* you take charge of the escort," i
she pleaded with a strange persistence, j
"It is-useless, Dora," he sighed.;
"I'd forfeit a whole year's pay and;
seniority for the chance of placing you :
in. safety,See .here, Dora, do you not,
know one thing?"
"Well, Jack Solomon the Wise,what'
is that?" she said in a more sprightly j
tone, somewhat mollified by his words. [
"It is owing to the presence of En- j
j glish officers at Set3pore that the na- j
! tive regiments have not mutinied. !
! That is an unanswerable fact, and quite j
upsets all your wily arguments."
"Oh, Jack, then get papa to let me
I stop here."
j "I declare, there's no pleasing yen," I
i he laughed. "But it was ever a wo!
man's province to change her mind.
"No, mv willful little woman, vou must
I go-'"
j She gave in pleading at last, and it
! was arranged that sho and her lover
| were to spend that lao* ., ening togeth!
er in love's sweet converse, for in those j
| troublous times every officer of Sepoys j
| carried his life in his hand, and no man j
i could say what a single day might bring
[ forth.
^.Seated in the verandah of the bungarlbW^the^
month was May?she enI
deavored to read one of Mudie's novels,
j a box of which reached her every quar!
ter,fbut her mind was not with 'heroes
; or heroines. j
: "Gaxr^so fgiira-world be polluted by j
| such wretches as I read of almost every i
i day?" ^ho murmured. "Brave men, !
! gentle women, helpless children, mas- j (
| sacred in cold blood!"
Alaslit was ouly too true, for in the j
| memorable; year of 1857 rebellion stalk- j
ed through' the land, and a crusade of j
f butchery was inaugurated.
; "The sun shines, the trees wave their j
branches, and all nature is bright," j
sh*> thought, as she gazed upon the !
,iai. scene; "ana yec ac tms moment j
death and destruction walk abroad,. I
seeking fresh victims."
I Palm trees rustled their spear-like !
| leaves, and the broad-leaved banana I
[ >bowed its .satiny fronds, whilst birds of [
[bright plumage"few about screaming, J
I as if in salutation of each other, and I
; monkeys gamboled in an adjoining ;
| grove embowering a Mahommedan
j mosque.
I Native servants, in spotless linen,
moved about with catlike tread, and
Dora thought they looked meaningly at
[ each other, for when alarm is in the j
! air, one is prone to invest every objcct i
[jvith_ s o,spic ion. I
"Xlxs-ilk. Heaven. nuotScr day has ;
j passed in safety!" said the colonel as
i he and Jack Spencer came on to the
j verandah.
? "Yes, 9ir, that is a matter of grati|
tude to Providence," Jack replied? "I j
think wo<san loafe forward to a quiet
e vesting^1' f i.
"Perhaps*" iaidtthe ^colonel, meaningly.
"Mnd, 'pot a*wor& to Dora of
witafcthe hayildar-saidj' E
>'Trust me,ic61onel; tho: arms are all
underlocS antTkejr Any attempt" to
seize them would give us timely -warn*
ing. Had you not better "have the
horses saddled and kept in readiness?"
"A good idea. Just run around,
L Spencer, and tell the sycee to do so.
| A21 my" pistols are loaded, and my
wood "hangs where I can.put my hand
on it at any moment"
Having arranged these matters, the
little party sat down to dinner, Dora
little dreaming that her father was i
forcing himself : to eat, whilst every I
morsel was a pain to him.
.' "Do sing us" something, Dora," said i
Jack, when the meal was over, and the I
pair had adjourned to the drawing- I
room, leaving the colonel to enjoy a i
rrraa/1 in tVio oriTrlon <?c wnnt
' 'Til give you 'Rule .Britannia,' if
anything," she said, smiling; "it is a
patriotic song, and one suited to these
-times." ;
"All right, daring; and won't I give
lungs to the chorus, that's all!"
Jack was as good as his word and
was singing in the voice of a stentor;
"Britons never will be slaves,"
when shots were-heard outside, and bej
fore they could realize the awful fact
1 that the mutiny had begun, Colonel
i Metcalf staggered in, saying hoarsely:
I "Jack, save Dora. I'm done for."
Having spoken these his last words,
he fell to the floor dead.
Jack Spencer knelt down and felt his
friend's heart to see if any sign of life
existed, while Dora, her hands pressed
to her temples, stood looking fixedly at
the scene, as if she had been turned into
stone.
"Poor fellow!" : murmured Jack,
ffnna "Mr.to- tn QfttTA T)fVra_ It
was his parting command; and only for ,
that I would rush into their midst; the
cowards, avenge him, and sell my life
dearly."
Sahib!" cried Dora'3 ayah or nurse,
rushing in, "save missie. Sepoys
come?plenty; shoot; kilL"
Seizing Dora in his arms he rushed
to the stables, and found the groom
waiting with the horses already saddled.
A great sob escaped from Dora, and
with it came the return of consciousness.
"Mount before me, Dora; not a moment
is to be lost"
"No, no, Jack; I will ride Nimrod;you
take poor father's charger."
"You know what has happened, Dora?"
he asked as he saw to the girts.
"I would never have deserted him
while he lived."
f She bowed her head, saying "Ye3,"
j piping down her tears, for she was a
j brave sjirl, ana knew' that grief would
; not bring her father to life again.
j The pair leaped their horses over the
i low mud wall that encircled the buns^t-!
low, and made for the high road leading
to Lucknow.
. Flames lit up the sky in various directions,
and musket-shots in volleys
disturbed the stillness of the coming
nisrht. Bullets whistled past the ears
of the fugitives, but luckily without
hitting them.
It was indeed a ride for dear life;
murder lurked everywhere, and fierce
shouts rent the air as the murdered
corpses of Europeans were dragged
forth and exposed to the view of the
rabble soldiery.
On and on went the lovers, keeping
j close together, so that they might ren|
der each service if needed.
They were nearly clear of the station
J of Setapore, wJien, in passing a tope,
or groye of trees, they fell upon an
k
ambuscade, and quite a fusilado of
musketry was opened upon them.
Jack uttered an exclamation of
pain, but kept his saddle, saying in answer
to Dora's inquiry:
"Only a flesh wound. We must ride
for our lives now."
And ride they did, faster than they
ever had before, objects seeming to fly
past them.
After a while Jack drew rein, and
reeling in his saddle, he said with a
groan:
"Dora, save yourself, Good by. God
"
U1U5S VUU, Uftiiiuv.
The next moment ho fell to the
earth, and almost as quickly Dora had
dismounted and was kneeling at his
side.
"Jack, speak to me, oh, say that you
are not dead," she cried a3 she leant
over his prostrate body, not thinking
of danger in her loving solicitude for
him.
4'We can only die together," she
said, as she heard the approach of a
body of horse. "It will be a short;
quick pang, and fhen I will join dear
father and mother In heaven."
"Who's there?" asked a voice in English.
"Dora Metcalf," she -cried. "Save
Ensign Spencer?for the love of Heaven,
do."
As if Providence had ordained that
her devotion to her lover shoulttnot go
unrewarded, the horsemen turned out
to be friends.
A squadron of staunch, loyal sowars,
nauvw ngub uavairj, wcio
their officers to Lucknow.
Jack Sponcer was placed before one
of the sowars, whilst Dora, remounting,
joined the cavalcade.
When the minarets of Lucknow, that
city of mosques and palaces, loomed
into view, Dora knew that she and her
lover were saved, and she raised her
eyes heavenward in mute thanks.
Here Jack recovered from his wound
and was able, as a brave soldier, to
take part in the splendid defence of
the residency.
But before that event came off he received
a letter from England telling
him that he was now Sir John Spencer,
his uncle having died.
will TT An hft mv wife?" asked
1/Vi a ) ?IM* J V?* ?/w ?? ?? - ?
Jack- "We are on the eve of a great
smuggle; if anything happens to me
you will be provided for.
"Yes, Jack, I will," she answered
sweetly, "because I love you."
They were wed amid the thunder of
cannon, the rattling of musketry, and
the bursting of shells. ,
And Dora Metcalf, arrayed in-simple
white, without bridesmaids or orange
blossoms, became "A Soldier's Bride."
Handling Women's Arms.
"You must have hold of a large
number of arms in the course of a day,"
said a Rochester Democrat and Chronicle
reporter to a Central Hudson trainman
a few days since.
"Yes, we do; I've never stopped to
count them, but when we reach the end
/-I 4-Kio e OTQIITT foAkl
Ui bUU ivau buio <M.ui
rather tired," and he held up the
member on the right-hand side for inspection.
"How.doiha arms run as to size?"
Well; there is a great deal of difference.
Country women have a better- I
formed arm than city women; I can
almost always tell them just on that
account They do more work and
have better food, and that goes a great
way toward giving their arms a good
proportion." . j
"But don't most of the city ladies
have well-proportioned arms?"
. "They seem to, but 1'vo found that
appearances are very deceitful in a
great many cases. I have had hold of
many an arm to-day where I could
take my oath that the sleeve was filled
on the inside with cotton or woolen
batting. You can tell very quick I
?f'e r?ttt rrnni^a nr f.hft CTPTITlinfl I
iv ? uij gvv\M v* ^ i
article. There's a sort of spring to
padding that isn't found in flesh, and
the feeling is different also."
"I must say that I don't see how you
can distinguish so well."
"I presume you fellows couldn't,
but if you had had the practice I get
in a month you could soon tell the real
substance from the false."
"How many do you assist on trains
in a day?"
"That is a hard question-to answer.
Some days there are many more than
others. So far to-day I think I've
helped fully one hundred and fifty women
on."
"Do any of them ever object to being
helped on board?"
"Occe in a while; but it's generally1
.AIM A "1 /J V?1 n 1 rl vrrVis-v T*TAr?^f lflf A A n
iULLlC UiU lUAXU Yf LLKJ YVVJLL U JLCW iM UiUM |
look at her cross-eyed if she can help
it" . ** *
"If they heard what you've been say-,
ing you wouldn't help as many in' fu-.
tare."
"I don't care if they do," was the
response. "It will be so much less
hard work for us; but hera comes,
another, and I guess I won't say any
more," he continued, as a fat, redfaced
female of fully 200 camo puSng
toward the car, and the" conversation
came to a close.
A Sequestered Nook.? .
Hidden away in a corner of NewJersey,
nine miles back of Tom's Eiver
and reached by taking the cars to Berkley
and changing at Whiting's to the
New Jersey Southern Railroad, is the
auiet town of Lake wood, now the most
aristocratic, winter jesort and sanitarium
in the country. There-at the present
time, toning up their nerves "and
imbibing vi^or, are John W. Garrett,
the railroad King, with his family; Cornelius
Vaaderbilt, "Mrs. Lispenard
Stenart, of New York, and an assemblage
of other rich and distinguished
people from various sections. * There
is but one hotel, a low, rambling collection
of buildings, connected by passages,
and conducted especially to suit
invalids, with no noise, no excitements
and the simplest food. A New York
company owns the seventeen thousand
acres of pine trees surrounding the
place, and-it is from-daily drives in carriages
through the narrow avenues ofthis
balmy and unctions forest that the"
benefit of the place is supposed to be
derived. The roads are made of pine
^marline i-m tliA <!!inr) PTA ?R smooth
as velvet The hotel is only open during
the winter and the spring, and
will close in a few weeks, as the season
is about over.?Philadelphia Times.
A foot tourist in Eastern Montana
found a fingerboard marked "Six miles
to Miles City;" He traveled eight days
and nine nights in the direction indicated
before he reached that town and
found that a party of Indians had carried
oft the sign and stuck it up where h?
saw it.
m 1 r - ?#
Verdi, the famous composer, is an
impressive-looking old man, with snowwhite
hair and mustache. His spirits
? A v... v /.as
iuivL noaauu. Jiavo Uvcii CYW ciuto
the death of Wagaer, which affected]
him deeply.
IilVE HONEY BOTTLES.
I ^ !
j A Wonderfnl Insect from MexicoAnt
Lore Reeled Off.
Thrusting his hand into a desk, the
; fruit-dealer brought out a small box,
; uncovered it, and lifted out an insect j
: of such curious shape that it seemed \
impossible that it could be a living re1
ality. Putting his finger under it, the j
i de'aler lifted out an ant with a small, j
black head and an amber-hued abdomen,
perfectly round and as large as
two peas. "She's
a rouser, ain't she? and as
full as a lord," said the fruit-importer, i
: ? -" ? ~ o fn * /-* trrifV? flia Drfl r?f
goamS au
an expert.
"Yes, it's a real ant," he continued, j
( "and this isn't the'first one that ever |
| came here. I imported five hundred |
: three years ago for a big dinner of j
j some Mexican swell up-town. Do they j
i cat them?" Well, I should smile. You j
have rieves^ been in Mexico, I tako it? i
Well, this is a fair specimen of the :
honey-ant of Mexico, and there they '
are considered great delicacies, and ;
are always served as dessert, just as you
serve shrimps here, only these are put
on alive and kicking. My brother has
one of the biggest collection of ants iu
the country. This was brought on for ;
him, an&: they're trying to fix up some j
way to preserve it without putting it in
alcohol. I reckon they'll put it in Canada
balsam. You see those ants live
in big families, and most of them don't
look like this; But at a certain time o?
the year certain ones are selected by the
others to act as bottles or storehouses
' - '1 - t>L:- I. J
i lor ine rusi. xuis ucmg uuuc, uis
J other ants bring all the honey they can
i collect and give it to the ones selected,
and they take it in until each one is as
full as it can hold and looks like this.
As fast as they are filled they are taken
by the other ants to a dark room made j
for the purpose, where they cling to ;
the walL In fact, they are living bottles
in which the ants store away their
honey, and whenever they want it they
fo to the storehouse and take down a
ottlc, brash' off the cobwebs, and
make the ant give out a supply.
"Yes, it is wonderful, but not half so
wonderful as some things ants do. One
of the best authorities on ants, Sir John
Lubbock, who has started a dog-school
in London, says ants stand next tc man
in point of intelligence, and I reckon j
they do. For instance, I have lived
nearly all of my life in tne souto, wnere i
I the ants tackled everything. Beds, j
[ tables, 'clipboards?ia "fact, every ar-:
I tide that you wanted to keep ants out
! of?had to be stood in. water?that is,
in peach cans1 cut off and filled- But
even this wouldn't do; the ants would I
find some little floating matter on the
surface, and. bridge the mote with their
bodies and so get ovet .-Then we tijed
tar water, and suspended'in-pails
from the ceiling. For a time this non- j
plussed them; but, attracted by the j
smell, they gathered on the safe under j
it, and after a while we found them j
coming down tho rope. They had gone j
up the ceiling, and so on down. A :
friend of mine in the African fruit trade j
told me that one night when up
tioor tVio rinn rrn WltWtrV. hfl wnn .tvtf' * :l
| enect by 11 .yoJ?. 2n3"1um;bTfli!?l
hammock, found himseif standft^ s I
foot deep in solid ants. ' He ran for nis !
life, covered with them, and-finally got j
beyond their line of march and stayed j
in a tree all night. N The next morning, ;
when he returned, the whole house had
been cleaned out. A dog that was tied
to a tree was represented only by a lot t
of clean-picked bones. When they j
come there is ho way to do but sur
round the place with fire. Animals j
'run from them.
"This sounds like a yarn," said the I
ant authority, "but the story told by
Jaegar, the naturalist, is a bigger one.
He stated that a Catholic missionary
was sick in Congo when one of these
' armies came along, and it was by sheer
luck that the natives got him up. As 1
they carried him out of the house the
floor was over a foot deep with the insects,
and of !a cow they forgot in the [
stable the bones alone told tho story i
I -?* ? '-AT V Xr./M-:;
hujlb liluiimig. at. j AJiv/v* J . t r
^ to
' The Capitol of the "World. '
London has been, since the Conquest,
the xeal-center of Government, of the
thought, the growth,, the culture, and '
the life of the nation. No other city in J
Europe;has &feptthat prerogative un j
broken ior 4igntJ centuries until our'j
own day. At the very utmost, Paris i
has possessed ifrfor not more than-four
centuries, and in an incomplete manner
for, at least half of thesefOur. .'The
capitals' of "Prussia," ' Austria, Russia
and Spain are merely the artificial
work of. recent ages, and the capitals
of Italy and Greece are-mere* antiquarian
revivals. England was centralized j
earlier than "any other European na- j
tion and thus the congeries of towns
that we now call London, has formed,
from the early days of our monarchy,
the essential seat of Government, the
military headquarters, the permanent
home of the law, the connecting link
between England and the Continent,
and one of the great centers of the
commerce of Europe. Hence it has
come about that the life of England
has been' concentrated, on the' banks of
the Thaittes more completely-and for a
longer period than the life of any great
nation nas been concentrated in any
single modern city. When we add to
that fact the happy circumstance that at
least down to the memory of living
men London retained a more complete
- J? ' 1.1*.
series ui puuuc nioaoiHenuj, ? mure j
varied set of local associations, more
noble buildings bound up with tha
memory of more great events and
more great men than any single city in
Europe (except, perhaps Rome itself),
we come to the conclusion that London
is a city unsurpassed in historic interest?
Macmillaii's Magazine.
HadeA Good Memory.
An occupant of one of the offices iu
a City Building told recently a little
anecdote that wo- -reproduce. "The
first part of 'the story took place just .
about thirteen years before the main
event that I am going to tell you about
I was a young fellow,' and Was taking
a girl to ride. We drove into Greene
to a party in winter. We got out at
the house where the party was to be,
played games lor nan an nonr, dssea
the girls, perhaps, and then wrapped
up and drove home. Well, sir, thirteen
years afterward, a number of years
ago, a man dropped into my store. He
said, 'How d'ye do?' and so did X. He
said, Tour name's R-, ain't it?' Said
I, 'Yes.' 'Let's see,' said he, *you was
out toiny house to a party,-warn't you,
once?' 'Yes, sir; and had a good
time,' said L Then the old fellow
drew a piece of paper out of his pockct
and passed it to me. 'You owe me a
little bill, don't vou? It's all writ
down on the paper."' The paper was a
bill for 40 cents for baiting the horse
thirteen years before. I made him sit
down and reckon the interest before l
paid himt and then I told him to get
right out of the store,"?Rutland Her- ,
aid.
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I
"Ti IT'S ALL KIGHT."
An Inters ting Story from the Wild
West.
It occurred in the winter of '81-82,
at Cheyenne, the capital of Wyoming.
He was a member of the Territorial
.Legislature, representing a Western
county, and his name was Smith- Ho
had been in attendance upon the daily
sessions of that august body all through
the term, and like the most of his
worthy colleagues, had spent some
money during the time. He haon't
spent any great amount of cash either,
for that matter, bnt had used his cheek
so often, that it had become as tough
as a boarding-honse flapjack. He put
up with landlord Jones, who ran the
Railroad House at that time, and
bought most of his Havanas and the
coffin varnish at Luke Murrin's. Murrin
always kept? the best, and Smith
was a connoisseur when it came to cold
pcison. Singularly enough, too, his
'uliTaTMurrin's was about $100 more
than he owed for board at Jones', but
either of them would buy Senator Tabor
three or four pair of suspenders
with jeweled buckles.
A dav or two before the final ad
journment Smith callccl for his bill at
Mnrriii's, and after glancing carelessly
over the formidable array of figures
told Murrin that Jones, mine host of
the Railroad Hotel, owed him a little
more than what the bill amounted to.
He would
TELL JONES TO MAKE IT RIGHT
with him. Of course Murrin knew
that Jones was good for that amount,
and with a "That's all right, what'il
you have?"'the subject was dropped.
' That evening Smith told Jones to
look over his books and see how much
he had set opposite his name. This
done, Smith said that Murrin owed
him a few hundred on a stock deal;
Tyould .he just as lieve collect the
amount due him?
!v"That's all right," said Jones, "Murrin's
good for any amount"
Well the aav of parting came, and,
of course, all "the boys gathered at the
depot, which was really the Bailroad
Hotel, to bid the law-makers good-by.
Smith was there, and catching nold of
Murrin's arm, he said pleasantly:
"We might just as well go in now
and fix that matter up with Jones, eh?'1
"Oh, that's all right," said Murrin.
"Well, but I want it understood, you
know."
"Come in," and Smith hauled Murrin
through the crowd of worshipers
who thronged about the shrine of Bacchus
to where Jones stood.
"You remember that matter I spoke
to you about the other day?when I referred
you to Murrin here, eh?" asked
Smith.
"Oh, yes," said Smith, turning-to
Murrin. "you understand it, don't
371 -SP
yvu:
"CertStinly," answered Murrin;
"that's all right"
"Well I'm glad it's fixed- Let's take
sometUbg."
They bowed their heads as a presiding
deacon passed the fluid. The conductor
shouted"All aboard!" and
&eV trimi'"left the depot" 5mitb
stood on thetfear ? nU *"c "
soiled napkin at his"friends.
Murrin and Jones ^walked into the
barroom together, acd lighting a cigar,
began a conversation which lasted a
full hour. Finally it began to drag,
and at last Jones said:
"I suppose that little matter oi
Smith's can be fixed up any time?"
"No hurry?no hurry, my boy," replied
Murrin. "That's all right."
Jones looked up inquiringly, but said
nothing. They talked stock "for fifteen
minutes, and then Murrin abruptly remarked.
,
"Good fellow, that Smith."
"Yes; jolly good boy. Funny he
didn't have the cash to settle his bills
when he left. Must have had a rustle
with King Pharaoh."
"But the arrangement made was safe
isfactory?"
"Oh, yes, that's all right. What'll
you take?"
After they had touched glasses over
the walnut slab and threw their heads
back to inspect the frescoes on the
ceiling, Murrin turned to leave, saying,
as he put his handkerchief back into hi3
pocket:
"Just send the check for the amount
of Smith's bill up to the house any
time. No hurry, my boy?no hurry."
"Eh?" almost shouted Jones.
_ "Why, you understand; you owe
Smith, and. he owes me, you agreed ic
pay me instead of him."
"Agreed h?1! Why, Colonel, ?he
man owes me, and you agreed to pay
it. Didn't you say it was all right? ^
"And didn't you say you'd pay me
?that it was all right?"
A flood of light began to pour in on
the subject, illuminating their cranium3
as a candle lights up the interior
of a hallowceu "pumpkin. Jones
handed out the same bottle once again,
and the only sound heard for several
seconds was that of some liquid coursing
its way along a narrow and tor- 1
tuous channel.
i ?
Egffins a President.
The first session of the thirty-third
congress was prolonged until Aug. 7,
1854. Two days before its close, President
Pierce, accompanied by his private
secretary,. Sidney Webster, had
passed several hours signing bills in
his chamber at the capitol, and left on
tlie adjournment of the senate, going
out at the east door of the capitof
Mr. Webster went for the president's
carriage, and while he was gone three
young men came up, one of whom said,
"This is the president, I presume?"
The president replied in the affirmative,
when the young man expressed
pleasure at seeing him, shaking hands,
remarked tliat iic had, been tafcing wrne.
with some gentlemen, whom he named,
and invited the president to ?o and
join them. The president politely declined,
saying, "I don't do anything of
thatfcmd." Just then the president's
carriage drove up, and before he could*
enter it the young man threw a hardboiled
egg, which knocked his hat oE.
There was some little confusion, and
the president drove away, after which
the young man who threw the egg was
arrested and locked up. He was then
taken before a magistrate, but before
the testimony was heard, Atty. Gen.
Cushing appeared, and informed the
justice that "President Pierce wished
the young man to be released, and all
further nrn^efidintrg discontinued. This
was accordingly "done.?Ben. Perley
Poore.
C. M. Winklcman, of Ukiah, CaL,
ate the following-named quantities of
food on a wager: Three beefsteaks, 3
cans of oysters, 2 cans of peaches, 2
cans of sardines, 5 biscuits, 10 crackers,
4 potatoes, a dish of hominy, a
plate of cake's, 4 cups of coffee and a
glass of water. Time 32 minutes. Before
eating the above he had partaken
of a hearty supper
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I
{ A Trick on a Spider.
I A great many years ago, a prisoner
1 of state, who was allowed to cheer the
solitude of his dungeon by playing on
; his flute, discovered after a while that
i every time he played, a great number
i of spiders gathered about him. Since
then, the liking of spiders for music
has been proved. I myself had often I
wished to play for a spider audience, i
but I was not well enough acquainted
: with any musical instrument to co&x a
i tune out of it
A scientific "gentleman of Europe
gave me a valuable hint by an experii
ment of his own. He used a tuningfork.
Now I can play a tuning fork as I
well as anybody. I procured a tuningfork,
and then sought out a spider. I
, found a handsome, brand-new web,
i and though I did not see Mistress
| Epeira, I knew she must be at home,
j Epeira diadema is her full name,
though most persons call her a garden
{ spider. It is she who makes those j
| beautiful, wheel-like webs which fesi
toon the rose-bushes and trees.
As I have said, Madame Spider was
not visible. I knew, however, she must!
be in her gossamer parlor, which is at-j
j tachedto her web.
I Here was a good chance to try tuning- j
! fork music. I rapped the fork on a
stone, and in a moment a soft and j
melodious hum filled the air. I toucher |
one of the spokes of the web with the j
fork. On the instant, Madame flew 1
out of her parlor in great haste, hesi-;
tated a moment at the outer edge of I
the web, and then, instead of going j
~J ' L J? yv !
siraignt to iue t,auuig-Auu^t * *? w j
very center of the web.
When there, she quickly caught hold i
of each of the spokes one after the j
other, and gave it a little tu& as a boy |
does his fishing-line to see if a fish is !
hooked. Each was passed by until she j
came to the spoke upon which the
humming fork rested. There she stop- j
ped, and it was easy to see she was ex- ;
cited. She gave the whole web ashakej
then tugged at the spoke again.
"Hnin-m-m-m" still sang the fork,
rather faintly, now, however."
Madame was satisfied. Her mind
was made up. Down she darted and
caught the end of the fork in her arms, j
CKa wa/I flio V*fir/1 1
UliV LJLiVU IV VAVW AUW vuv auvvm?| j
and at the same time she span a webj
of silk around and around the two i
prongs, which by this time had ceased i
vibrating. j
I pulled the fork away, and Madame I
Epeira retired in disappointment to the j
.center of the web. But if she was dis- j
appointed, so was I, for I was satisfied1
that it was not the mtisic of the fork j
that had attracted her. Unfortunately, j
it was altogether to probable that she j
mistook the hum of the fork for the
buzz of a fly,?a sort of music no doubt!
very sweet to her.
Time after time I repeated the exper- j |
iment with the fork, touching in turn <
each spoke <>t the web, and each time j
Madame Spider was deluded into try- i
ing to capture the tuning-fork. It was j j
odd that she did not learn wisdom by;.
repeated disappointment?John B. Cor- j
yell, in St. Nicholas for June. j j
George Didn't Write It
<T<U? ~QT,r-?w.or, A l.To i
JLUC \JiXL \ UW '
w#j- in and; opened an .inner door, says !
"the "Boston Globe, in a^iat^uss?rvi?wy- J
and then he toofcout quite a goodsized
book, looking like a sort of ledger '
or day book. "There," said he, "I (
bonnd that book myself. I would not
let anybody touch it The contents !
were too valuable to intrust to a work- :
man." He opened this book, which
had neither gilt nor printing upon it, ;
and on nearly every page was pasted a
beautiful specimen of Washington's ]
composition.
"Heavens," said X, "what a noble J
clerk he was! Just see that writing; )1
seldom a word erased, and the lines as J j
straight as if they were ruled, and what i j
ink he must have used to keep the j;
tracerv so strictlv!"
"General Washington," said my
friend, "trusted to nobody his work,
and you can see that all these letters
are of a character that he especially
says that no third eye must look at '
them." ]
We turned over letter after letter, ]
some written from Newburg, on the i
Hudson, some from Morristown, N. J.; j
some from Philadelphia. Finally we ]
came to one written about the year
1792. It was dated Fredicksburg, Va., ;
and addressed to Mr. Madison, and
said: . "I wish to send you a very con- ;
fidential communication, and I am par- 1
ticular about intrusting it to the mail [
here, lest it be intercepted." Turning ;
over a few pages, wo came to the letter .
itself, and it was a request to Mr. Madi- .
son to prepare for Washington a fare- ;
well address to the people of the United
States from their president, who had ;
made up his mind'not to serve three j ;
terms in the presidential office. I sat ' ;
down by my old. host and read this '
letter all through, aloud. He tells '
Madison that he wishes him to put in
phraseology the letter, and he also
wishes his advice about the propriety
of issuing any letter at all. Washington's
manner is as delicate and timid
as if he were for the first time coming !
into the public presence. He proceeded
to reason out his approaching retirement
to show that the office of president
is distasteful to him, and yet to
fear that if he should issue an address
of farewell prematurely it might be
considered a bid on his part forre!
election. ?
3
Sleek Heads and Blockheads. ?
When the biU for the payment of *
Texan claims was under discussion in ]
the thirty-third congress; Mr. McMul
I J>\ZLLy JLLL OUTUV/rtWU^ uuo xvuuvw*\/M vf* n?w .
amount to tte appropriated, alluded to
the remarks of the gentleman from i
Ohio, not the ono (Mr. Giddings) who
bellowed so loudly, h9 said, but to his
sleek-headed colleague (Mr. Taylor.)
Mr. Taylor, who. was entering the
hall just as this allusion was made to
him, replied that he would rather have
a sleek nead than . blockhead.
Mr. McMullen then said:*"Iintended
nothing personally offensive; which no
one ought to have known better than
the gentleman himselfi I made use of
the remark at which the gentleman exhibited
an undue degree of excitement
to produce a little levity; neither of us
ought to complain o* our heads. If
united, there would not be more brains
tnan enougn lor one common neaa. j j
Mr. Taylor rose to reply, and no ob- l
jection being made, said: "I am the J
last man to make an improper allusion, y
though the first to defend 'myself from j
offensive remark. I take back what 11
said after the personal explanation of ^
my friend from Virginia, with whom I ^
have had long intercourse. I think ?
neither he nor myself, nor the whole ^
house, has more sense than the conn- ^
try demands at our hands."?Ben. Per- f
ley Poore. t
There is luck in being the first baby. 1
In England, if of the male sex, it be- <
comes the heir-apparent, while in free 1
I America it usually escapes more spank- *
I incs than the second one. '
"Crowded Out."
"I vhas treated in a shameful manner,"
he began yesterday, as he halted
a policeman on Gratiot street.
"Have the boys been after you
again?"
"No, der poys vhas all right. It
vhas ayoung man who makes a fool of
me. He comes into my blace two or
three weeks ago und says he vhas a
society reporter mit a baper. Dot vhas
all right If anvpody likes my society
r rin&n' hnnnnfl him nnrit-"
"What did he want?"
"Vhell, py-und-py he says to me:
Mister Onderdunker, how you like me
to say in der baper dot your daughter
Katie gif a barty last vheek und eafervtings
Thas loTelv like Boston style?'-'
Vhell, I feels tickled dot my Katie vhas
to be in der bapers, und I set oop der
peer."
"I didn't see the item."
"Nopody sees it After awhile der
reporter comes aroundt und tells me
dot it vhas growded out. He feels
very sorry, but he can't-help it, und
py-und-py he says: 'Mr. Onderdunker,
how you like me to say in der
baper dot your vhifc vhas in Toledo on
a visit mit friend*?' Vhell, I like dot.
My vhife vhas home mit der kitchen,
but it looks vheli in dor baper dot she
goes off on a visit"
"And yau set up the bear?"
Vps. T litfi him tn ft finn
notice, but it doan' come oudt in de
baper. He comes aronndt in a few
days und says it vhas growded oudt,
but he vhas sorry nnd can't help it I
vhas madt, butpy-und-py he says: 'Mr.
Qnderdunker, how you like me to say
dot you gif a coffee mit your palatial
residence, und dot it vhas der most
recherche affair of der season?' VheU,
I always have some coffee for preakfast,
und if der vhas some recherche
around here I like some in my family.
I bays taxes und vhas as good as anypody.
I tells him to go aheadt mit his
item, und he fills oop mit peer und
goes off."
"And it didn't come out?"
"Not an oudt! He vhas a shwindier.
T fnrinri nnrlfc Tip. vhas nftvntpr.
You see how you can fool a man vhen
you tickles him shust right"
"Well, he's so much ahead."
"Maype he vhas, but in a day or two
he vhill come pack for some more peer.
Den I shall fx an item like dis: 'Our
fellow-townsman, Mr. Onderdunker,
who yhas in Detroitjten years und bays
his taxes, can mop soinepody all oafer
der floor, und preakv. his bones, und
black his eyes, und step on him in such
recherche style as beats Boston all to
pieces in der middle of last vheekl' "?
!"Detroit Free Pr s$.
Lost by a MT."
Speaking of the influence that small
;hings exert on the affairs of life, and
?4.; I
4UH1CUILUC3 WJjLttU OWU^V'UUUUO UV"
pend on things that are in themselves
so small as to be almost unworthy of
aotice, a gentleman said to a Leadville
Democrat reporter:
"It would hardly be supposed that a
single letter t, or for that matter any
>ther letter in the alphabet, could have
;hc effect of changing the whole course
[>f ajoan's life, and p<y??tgtv
sa effect that would last through e^rjjrascribe
"agreed that it did -not
look as if so small a thing should produce
so lasting and so great an eftect.
"Well, it did in my case." said the
gentleman. "I'll tell you the circumstances:
Some twentv years ago, when
[ was younger than t am now, and had
more mono}*, too, than I have now, I
was in Baltimore, Md., and was in correspondence
with a gentleman in Michigan
in reference to the purchase of a
large saw-mill and an extensive tract
of heavily timbered land. We had
about agreed as to the terms. I made
arrangements to meet him in Saginaw
on/1 -rvorfoAf. th<> trn.r?p jithI sent him a
U-AAV* jtrv.-vv * ?
telegram saying, ?I will meet you
there-' I immediately started on my
journey to Saginaw, and when I arrived
there I found that the gentleman whom
[ had gone to see had started, the s>ame
lay I aid, for Baltimore. On reaching
that city he found that I had gone
west, but no one knew whither, so he
returned home. In the meantime, I
had started on my retnrn trip from
Saginaw to Baltimore to meet him
there. When he ^ot home he found
another purchaser ior the property, to
whom he sold it, and received- the
money for it The purchaser has
since, out of that very property, be- .
come one of the wealthiest men in the
northwest, while I am poor. The
whole trouble resulted in the message
being transmitted: 'I will meet you
here, instead of, 4I will meet you
there.' He had acted in accordance
with it as he received it, and I as I had
sent it, and thus you see that the omission
of the letter't' kept me from making
a fortune ana changed the whole
course of my existence. I am now
struggling for a living in Leadville,
when, if it had not been for that unfortunate
%' I would in all probability
to-day be a millionaire and living in a
marble residence, probably next to that
of William E. Yanderbilt Yes," said
he, as he heaved a sigh, "the small
things of this life are what we want to
* J-t- J 4.1.?. Inwivn
watcu, SUU LliC tuautVJ uiu nil. iOi^u
ones will take care of themselves."
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It was on the piazza of a fashionable
seaside hotel. Mme. Croesus, who had
ust come from her cottage, over a long
itretch of concrete walk, seemed decididly
warm. "Don't you find it tiresome
to come so far for your meals?"
isked -a lady. "Oh, I would not mind
t," was the reply, "if those consecratndvpmpnts
wfirn rCot so hot."?Hat
3er^s Bazar.
"Well, wife, I'm going to get some
aew clothes right away, said a Hart- :
:ord man the other day; "I declare I
ook too shabby to go on the street; i
vhy, I met a tramp on the street the
>ther day with enongh sight better
ooking orercoat on than I've got."
'Why didn't you stop him and offer to
iradc?" "I didn't have tho heart to i
nsult the tramp?"
Love is a strange affair! Why, we
>nce knew a man who was dead in love
vith a fair young woman. He loved
ler so devotedly that he never told her
le was suffering from epilepsy, shingles
ind divers other diseases, or so
nuch as lisped that his ancestors on
x>th sides for three generations back i
xad died in the lunatic asylum. He
vas too generous to pain the fair creature.
"No," remarked Ponsonby, "my
vife and I never quarrel, nowadays.
ffe agreed when either of us were sick
liiu VYaiitCU L\J giVUfA Ob ifUg vviACi buag
ve would wait until we felt perfectly
veil, and then have it out; with interist
for waiting. But after we get bet;er
and the time for growling arrives,
ve feel so well that wo don't want to i
jrowl at all. Yes, it's a big thing.
Fust you try it, young man. It'll be
noney in tho bank to you."?JBockland '
Courier.
| WIT ANI> HUMOB*
j Biding clubs are fashionable. A light whip,
however, is much better than *
club.
We hear of 110 dentist in his time,
but Midas had his teeth filled with
gold.
Men who made fortunes in the gold
mining districts are the men who kept
the bars.
The astute sewing-machine agent
wears side-whiskera so as to give- his chin
free play. ;
Physicians should not be afraid to
cross the ocean, because they are used
to see sickness.
Bella asks: "What is the best thing f '
to feed a parrot on?" If the parrot belonged
to us we'd feed it on Paris green
or arsenic.
It doesnTt make much, difference
whether a person says "I pledge my
word" or "pawn my honOT." Bota
mean the same. '
To a young man who inquired,
"When is the best time to mover' the
Burlington Free Press remarks, "When
. v it. -
i you near me uog uarjs- *;
We regret to learn tliat the author ,
of "How to Be Well" has i>een laid
up for several weeks with a complication
of diseases.?Norristotcn Herald.
"There's a great difference between
balance of power and the power of balance,"
said the young man whose .
bicycle flung him headlong into/a,
pond.
In some parts of Sweden it is considered
a crime to dance Saturday night
If the people there dance- as poorly
as some'Americans do, it is a crime for
them to dance at any time. J*
A train of sixteen mules, fifteen loaded
with whisky and one with flour, arrived
at Eagle a few days ago, and a
man from Montana wanted to know
what they were going to do with all
that f our.
The city of Boston has consolidated
the offices of inspector of milk and inspector
of vinegar into one. It is to be
hoped that the new official will not mix
those babies up too much-?New England
Farmer. '.
A young poetess says she 4 told her %
secret to the sweet wild roses." She N
was very imprudent When the sweet
wild roses "blow" she will wish die
had kept her secret to herself.?Norristovm
Herald.
Olive Logan says that not one-quar* \f "
terof the British people know what
their soldiers are fighting for in Egypt
They are fighting for less than $8. a
month, -and we supposed all the British
peopie Knew mat.
The native American, little boy never
truly realizes what a rough and unfeeling
world he has entered until he gets
a button up his nose, and his mower
has given him snuff in order to induce
it to come down again.
Mr. Keeno went to New York five
years ago with the expressed intention
of "cleaning out Gould." Mr. Keene
is now understood to " be looking for
the address of the Indian-who tried to / -a
lassoo the railroad-train. /?1 'j|
"I can't afford but one Sower on my ; ^
hat," she said to the milliner. "Well.
Ttrill T7/M1 VlOVA if-.'11 4,A* T Sit
old questions as to what the* moon is ~
is impossible tol>e certain of the genuineness
of anything these days.
They had the motto, **Seek and Ye Shall
Find," hung on the wall over the
grab-bag at a chnrch fair. The inap- *
propriateness was finally noticed, and
rectified by a wag, who substituted:
"He Tempers the Wind to the Shorn
Lamb."
We learn by the cable that Mile. Colombier
has been committed for trial
for outragin z public morals in the book
"Sarah Barnum." From the immense
number of copies sold it would seem
that the public 'aided and abetted the
scheme.
' A Philadelphia man was married on
what was supposed to "be his death-bed,
but immediately be^an to grow stronger,
and is now in a fair way to recover.
It wcio a heroic remedy, and one which
many men lingering on the verge would
rather die than adopt "
"Stop! Stop!^' shouted a pedestrian
to a Chicago girt who was about to
cross in front of a street car. The maiden
stopped just in- time, the cars grazing
the tips of her toes. But she had
neglected to look behind, and a car of
another line on another street raised a
stone bruise on her heel.
A poet asks in a few simple verses,
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"yyho win pians iiowers on my graver
We can't give names, but we caa assure
him that if we had published the
lines every subscriber to this valuable
journal would feel it incumbent upon
him to act ns a committee of one on -?-?<
planting.?Merchant Traveler.
A San Francisco gentleman who had
Just returned from Washington Territory
was asked how he liked the country.
"Well, sir," he replied, "every
bunch of willows is "a mighty forest,
every frog pond a sylvan, lake, every
waterfall a second Niagara, every ridge
of rocks a gold mine, every town. & ,'-?4,
county seat, and every man a liar.'*
"I saw an nnusnal sight this morn- .
ing," he said. "I was riding in a
crowded street car, when a feeble old
lady got in, and immediately a person
arose and politely offered her the seat'1 ^
"Is it possible?" answered the reporter,
taking out his note book. "Please
give me the name of the gentleman."
440h, it wasn't a-gentleman; it was a
lady."
It was Sliakspeare who remarked: . .
"Better threo hours too soon than one
minute too late." Shakspeare never
waited three hour.- in a rural railway
station on a cold nighty where v4ozen
men and boys were smoking.vEe pipes
and spitting tobacco juice against a
red-hot stove, or he would have said,
"Better never than three hours too
Boon."
A merchant traveler at dinner - requested
the waiter to bring him a
piece of rare beef, and when it came it
was rare, indeed. "Waiter!" he remarked
wamingly, as he looked at the
undone dish. "Yes, sah," responded
the darkey. "Take this beef out,
please, and kill it." The waiter
crawled into a napkin-ring and disap- ?
oeared.
vu.ru griiixiH are muca iu uou iu
Paris. There are two kinds of them?
one like the ordinary postal card in
form and color, and the other blue and
capable of being so closed as to conceal
the writing. They are each larce
enough to contain a message of fully
sixty words. When a card is dropped
into the card telegram box of the nearest
telegraph office the official in charge
picks it up and has it transmitted
through one of the pneumatic tubes
which extend all over the city, thus insuring
its delivery at the place to which
it is addressed in less than half an hour
Erom the time it was "posted."