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lewis m. grist, proprietor, j independent <J;aniiltj Jfteicspaper: <J;oi; the fromotion of lite folitical, Social, ^.griruUitral and Qfommcrtiat interests of the Jiouth. j terms---$2.00 a year in advance. VOL. 40. YOEKVILLE, S. C., WEDNESDAY, MABCH 28, 1894. jjSXX 18. fess wj ? ? ? BY CAPT. CHAS * Author of Dunraven Ranc] Portia, The Deserter, Copyrighted, 189:] by Cbas King. CHAPTER VII. A new May morning was breaking, its faint rosy light wanning the erests of the Santa Maria, when Lieutenant Drummond signalwl ''halt" to his little band, the first halt since leaving Moreno's at 2:30. Down in a rocky canyon a number of hoof prints on the trail diverged to the left and followed an abrupt descent, while the wagons had kept to the right and by a winding and more gradual road seemed to have , sought a crossing farther to the west. It was easy to divine that, with such elements in the gang, there had been no long separation between the horsemen | and .the treasure they were guarding, ; and, eager as he was to overtake the I renegades, Drummond promptly decided to follow the hoof tracks, rightly conjecturing, too, that they would bring him to water in the rocky tanks below. Dismounting and leadiug his big sorrel, he sprang lightly from ledge to i ledge down what seemed a mere goat | trail, each man in succession dismount- i Each man in succession dismounted at , the same point. ing at the same point, and with more or less elasticity coming on in the footd+otm r?f his lender. The faint wan light of early dawn was rendering neighboring objects visible on tho sandy plain behind them, but had not yet penetrated into the depths of the gorge. Lying far to the west of the Tucson road, this was a section of the country unknown to any of the troop, aud with every prospect of a broiling ride across the desert ahead so soon as the sun was up j no chance for watering their horses could be thrown away. Just as he expected, Drummond found the descent becoming more gradual, and in a mo- j ment or two the bottom of the dark rift was found, and presently, keeping keen lookout for the reflection of the stars still lingering overhead, the leading men were rewarded, and halted at the t edge of a shining pool of clear though not very cool water and the horses I thrust their hot muzzles deep into the j wave. Here, shaded by the broad i brimmed hats of white felt, such as the i Arizona trooper of the old days gener- j ally affected, a match or two was struck and the neighborhood searched for i "sign." The rocks around the tank were dry; the little drifts of sand blown down from the overhanging height j were smooth. Whatsoever splashing had been done by the horses of the out- ! laws there had been abundant time for j it to evaporate, therefore the command could not thus far have gained very ; rapidly on the pursued. But Drum- i mond felt no discouragement. Up to I this point the way had been smooth and sufficiently hard to make wheeling an easy matter. The wagons had been , lugged along at brisk trot, the attending cavaliers riding at lively lope. ! Now, however, there would be no likelihood of their making such time. The j ambulance could only go at slow walk ; the rest of the way. and the guards must remain alongside to protect the stolen funds, not so much from envious out- i siders as from one another. Pasqual Morales snoweu ms accusiomeu surewuness when he forbade that any one should try to burst into the safe and | extract the money, for well ho knew that if divided among the men there would be no longer a loadstone to hold j them together, to call for their fiercest fighting powers if assailed. The instant the money was scattered the gang would J follow suit and he be left to meet the 1 cavalry single handed. The horses of the little detachment were not long in slaking their thirst. The noiseless signal to mount was given, and following in the lead of ' their young lieutenant the troopers rode silently down the winding canyon, Drummond and Sergeant Lee bending low over their chargers' necks to see that they did not miss th$ hoof prints. ' Little by little the light of dawn began I to penetrate the dark depths in which i they were scouting, and trailing became ' an easier matter. Presently the ser- J geant pointed to the face of the oppo- j site slope, now visible from base to summit where an abrupt bend threw it i against the eastern light. " Yondcr's where the ambulance came down, sir." "I see, and we can't be far from where it crossed. Trot ahead and take a look. Let Patterson go with you. If you find a chance for short cuts, signal." Another half hour passed away, and still the trail led along this strange rock ribbed groove in the desert, the dry bed of some long lost stream. When first met, it seemed to be cutting , directly across their line of march, now ) it had turned soutmvaru, ana tor. several iniles ahead south or west of south was its general course. The light was now broad and clear, though the sun had not yet peeped across the moun tain range to their left. The pace was rapid, Drummond frequently urging his men to the trot or canter. Out to the front 400 or 500 yards, often lost to view in the windings of the way, Sergeant Lee with a single trooper lode in the advance, but not once had he signaled a discovery worth recording. Both wagon and hoof tracks here pursued a common road. It was evident that some horsemen had found it neces- 1 sary to ride alongside. It was evident, too, that the outlaws were traveling at full speed, as though anxious to reach some familiar lair before turning to face their expected pursuers. Every one in the, gang, from Pasqual down to their humblest packer, well knew that it could not be long before cavalry in strong force would come trotting in chase. The squadron at Stoneman would surely be on the march by the coming sunset. As for C troop, they had little to fear. Pasqual laughed with savage glee as he thought how he had lured them in scattered detachments far up to the Gila or over to the Christobal. No need to fear the coining of the late escort of the paymaster. By this time those not dead, drugged or drunk were worn out with fatigue. Over the laxly of his bandit brother, the swarthy Ramon, he had fiercely rejoiced that seven to one he had avenged his death, and Pasqual counted on the fingers of his brown and bloody hand the number of the victims of the night? Donovan and his fellow trooi>er killed 011 the open plain; the paymaster and ! his clerk, Mullan and the other soldier, , dead in their tracks and burned to ashes by this time, and, best of all, j "that pig of a sergeant," as Moreno KING. IT. 8. ,\. h, Two Soldiers, An Army , Soldier's Secret, Etc. called liim, that hound and murderer, Freny?he who had slain Ramon? bound, gagged and ieft to miserable death by torture. Indeed, as ho was jolted along in tho ambulance, groaning and cursing by turns, Pasqual wondered why ho had not insisted that Harvey, too, should be given tho coup de grace before their start. It was an unpardonable omission. Never mind! There in the brand new Concord that came clattering along was booty that outrivaled all. Thero was wealth far exceeding tho stacks of treasury notes?old Harvey's daughters?old Harvey's daughters. It was with mad, feverish joy that when ul last the sun came pouring in a flood of light over tho desert of tho Cababi he listened to the report of a trusted subordinate. "I could see every mile of the road with my glasses, capitan, from tho cliff top yonder?every mile from Moreno's to where we struck the canyon. There isn't a sign of dust?there isn't a sign of a pursuing party." "Bueuo! Then we rest when we reach the cave. This is even better than I hoped." But there were two elements in the problem Capitan Pasqual had failed to consider ? Lieutenant Drummond's scout in tho Christobal, Cochises' band of Chiricahuas in the Santa Maria. Who could have foreseen that the little troop, finishing its duties at the northern end of the range and about turning smith to rescout the Santa Maria, had ridden out upon the plain, summoned by the beacon at Picacho pass, and less than two hours after their hurried start from the burning ruins at Moreno's were speeding on their trail ? The best fieldglasses ever stolen from the paternal government could not reveal to the fleeing outlaw that, only two or three miles back in the dim recesses of the crooked gorge, the bluecoats were following ' in hot pursuit. Who could have dreamed that a baud of Apaches, cut off from their native wilds by detachments from Bowie, Lowell and Crittenden, and forced to make a wide detour to the southwest, had sought refuge in the very gorge of the Cababi whither Pasqual with all speed was urging his men? "We rest when we reach the cave." Ah, even the torment of his wound could not have wrung from the robber chief this longed for order had he dreamed what was coming at his back. "How are the girls getting on?" he asked of his hot and wearied aid. "Are they tranquil now?" "They have to be," was the grim reply. "The little one dare not open her eyes, and Sanchez has his knife at the elder's throat." And the sunrise had brought with it new inspiration?new purpose to those who came trotting to the rescue. Just as the cliffs on the western side were tipped and fringed with rose and gold, Sergeant Lee, riding rapidly far ahead irom pomi to pomi, aiwa^a oaieiunj peering around each bend before signalThe next instant he stood erect, leaving some white object high in air. ing "come on," was seen suddenly+o halt and throw himself from his horse. The next instant lie stood erect, waving Eouie white object high in air. Spurring forward, Drummond joined him. "A lady's handkerchief, lieutenant," ho quietly said. "They seem to have halted here a moment; you can tell by the hoof prints. One of their number rode over toward that high point yonder and rejoined them here. I don't believe they aro more than half an hour ahead.'' Drummond reverently took the dainty kerchief, hurriedly searched for an initial or a name and found the letters "R. H." in monogram in one corner. "Push on. then, Lee! Here, one more of you?you, Bennet, join the sergeant. Look alive now, but do not let yourselves be seen from the front." Then as they hastened away he DIUWCU IUC AlitAlJ ki 4UV Ilk vt*v |rvv*?vv his blouse, anil drawing his colt from the holster closely inspected its loaded chambers. Only a boy, barely 23, yet rich in soldierly experience already was Drummond. Ho had entered tho Point when just 17. His father's death, occurring immediately before the memorable summer of their first class camp, had thrown him perforce into tho society of tho so called bachelor club, and he was graduated in the June of tho following year with a heart as whole as his physique was fine. But there were some cares to cloud his young life in the army?a sister whose needs were many and whose means were few. He found that rigid economy and self denial were to be his portion from the start and was not sorry that his assignment took him to the faraway land of Arizona, where, as his new captain wrote him, "you can live like a prince on bacon and frijoles, dress liko a cowboy on next to nothing or like an Apache in next to nothing, spend all your days and none of your money in mountain scouting, and come out of it all in two or three years rich in health and strength and experience and infinitely better off financially than you could ever have been anywhere else. Leave whisky and poker alone, and you're all right." He had left whisky and poker alone, severely alone. Ho had sought every opportunity for field service; had shown indomitable push, pluck and skill in pursuit of Apaches and cool courage in action. Ho had been able to send even more than was needed, or than he had hoped, to his sister's guardian and was proud and happy in the conciousness of a duty well done. There were no young girls in the scattered garrisons of those days, no feminine attractions to unsettle his peace of mind. Tho few women who accompanied their lords to such exile as Arizona were discreet ma trons, to whom ho was courtesy itselt on tho few occasions when they met, but only unco hud ho been brought under tho influence of girlish eyes or of girlish society, and that was on tho memorable trip to San Francisco during the previous year, when lie had had tho great good fortune to be summoned as a witness before a general court martial convened at the Presidio. Ho had been presented to the Harvey sisters bv the captain of the Newborn and would fain liavo shown them somo attention, but there had been much rough weather in the gulf which kept the girls below, and not until after passing Capo San Lucas and they wero steaming up the sunny Pacific did ho see either of them again. Then one glorious dayJjie trolling lines were out astern, llitTeiriers 'were ""aminsnip play- i ing "horse billiards," and "Tuck," ' the genial purser, wis devoting himself to Paquita, when Drunnnond heard a scream of excitement and delight and saw the younger sister bracing her tiny, ; slender feet and hanging on to a line I j with all her strength. In an instant he j was at her side, and together, hand over ' hand, they finally succeeded in pulling ; aboard a beautiful dolphin and landed ! him, leaping, flapping, splashing madly j i about, in the midst of the merry party ' I i-T- - -1 1- T * ! UI1 lilt' Utl'A. it no iuu uioc tunc uuvu i had 8een the gorgeous hues of this cele| brated fish, and her excitement and pleaj sure over being heralded as its captor i : were most natural. From that time on I i she had pinned her girlish faith to tho j I coat sleeve of the tall, reserved young j cavalryman. To him she was a child, ; even younger by a year than tho little ! sister ho had left, and of whom he soon I began to tell her. To her he was a ' young knight errant, the hero of a budding maiden's shyest, sweetest, fondest | fancy and ere long the idol of the dreams i and thoughts she dared not whisper even ! to herself. Paquita, with the wisdom of elder sisterhood, more than half bei lieved she read tho younger's heart, but wisely held her peace. No wonder the ! little maid had so suddenly been si- | I lenced by tho announcement at the pass ! that that very night she might again ' see tho soldier boy to whom, in the ab- ! sence of all others, her heart had been ; so constant. No wonder tho rido for- j i ward to Moreno's was ono of thrilling j excitement and shy delight and antici- 1 j pation. No wonder her reason, her : very life, seemed wrecked in tho tragic i fate that there befell them, i And now as he rode swiftly in pursuit Drummond was thinking over the in- ! cidents of that delightful voyage, and marvelling at the strange fate that had brought the Harvey girls again into his I life and under circumstances so thrill- j ing. Never for an instant would he : doubt that before the sun could reach meridian he should overtake and rescue j them from the hands of their cowaidly J j captors. Never would he entertain the | thought of sustained defense on the part | j of the outlaw band. Full of high con: tempt for such cattle, he argued that i no sooner were they assured that the ' cavalry were close at their heels than most of their number would scatter for J their lives, leaving Pasqual to his fate, I and probably abandoning the wagons and their precious contents on the road. , A sudden dash, a surprise, would in- ! sure success. The only fear he had was | that in the excitement of attack some ; hann might befall those precious lives. | To avert this he gave orders to be passed back along the column to fire no shot I ' until they had closed with the band, j and then to be most careful to aim wide j of the wagons. Every man in the little | troop well knew how much was at , stake, and men, all mercy to their ' ! beasts at other times, were now plying the cruel spur. Five, C o'clock had come and gone, j The chase was still out of sight ahead, ! yet every moment seemed to bring them ' ! closer upon their heels. At every bend ; of the tortuous trail the leader's eye i was strained to see the dust cloud ris- i ing ahead. But jutting point and roll- i ing shoulder of bluff or hillside ever interposed. Druramond had just glanced at his watch for perhaps tho twentieth ; | time since daybreak and was replacing it in his pocket when an exclamation from Sergeant Meinecke startled him. 1 'Look at Lee!" Tho head of the column, moving at the moment at a walk to rest tho panting i horses, had just turned a rocky knoll j ' and was following tho trail into a ! ; broader reach of tho canyon, which now j seemed opening out to the west. In- ; j stead of keeping in the bottom as here- j I tofore, the wagon track now followed a j ; gentle ascent and disappeared over a , | spur 400 yards ahead. Hero Lee had : i suddenly flung himself from his horse, | thrown tho reins to Patterson, and, j crouching behind a bowlder, was gazing j I eagerly to the front, whilo with hat in j ' hand ho was signalling. "Slow; keep ; down." Up went Drummond's gaunt- j j let in tho well known cavalry signal ! j "Halt." Then, bidding Meinecke dis- \ ; mount the men and reset blankets and 1 saddles, the young officer gave Clies | ter rein and was soon kneeling by tho I side of his trusty subordinate, i Leo said no word at all, simply point| ed ahead. And hero w;w a sight to make a sol- | | dior's pulses bound. Not a quarter j milo away tho rocky, desolate gorge ! which they had been following since j dawn opened out into a wido valley, i j bounded at tho west by a range of rugged heights whose sides were boarded with a dark growth of stunted pine i or cedar. On each side of their path a tall, precipitous rock stood sentry over j tho entrance and framed the view of i Hi? v?llnv bovnnd. For full a mile ! ahead tho trail swept straight away, j j descending gently to tho valley level, j and there, just pushing forth upon tho wido expanse, with dots of horsemen j on flank and front and rear, dimly I seen through the hot dust cloud rising j j in their wake, were the three wagons. I The foremost, with its white canvas top, | was undoubtedly the new Concord; the ' j second, a dingy mustard yellow, the j battered old ambulance of the puymasj ter; the third and last, with no cover I at all, Moreno's buckboard. It was what wiis left of the notorious Morales ' gang, speeding with its plunder to somo refuge in tho rocky range across tho ! farther valley. Somewhere in the few evenings Drummend had spent in the garrisons of Lowell, Bowie or Stoneman he had heard mention of a mysterious hiding j place in theCababi mountains whither, ! when pressed by sheriffs' posses, Pas- : qual Morales had been wont to flee with j his chosen followers and there bid deI fiance to pursuit. And now the young soldier saw at a glance that the chase ! was heading along a fairly well defined | track straight for a dark, frowning i j gorge in the mountains some three or I four miles ahead of them. If allowed to gain that refuge, it might be possible for Morales to successfully resist attack. With quick decision Drummond turned to the men still seated in saddle. "Dismount where you are, you two. j Reset all four saddles. We mount j again here, sergeant, and we'll take tho j gallop as soon as the troop comes up." "It's the only way, I believe, sir," I answered Lee, his eyes kindling, his i lips quivering with pent up excitement. "Most of them will stampede, I reckon, if we strike them in tho open. But ! once they get among tho rocks we'd | have no chance at all." Drummond merely nodded. Field- I glasses in hand, lie was closely study- ' ing the receding party, moving now at j leisurely gait as though assured of 1 safety. His heart was beating hard; his J blood was bounding in his veins. Ho had had some lively brushes with tho ! Indian foe, but no such scrimmage as : tliisi Tivnimscil tii lie. Never once had there been at stake anything to com- j pare with what lay here before his eyes. J Sometimes in boyish daydreams lie had pictured to himself adventures of this character?the rescue of imperiled , beauty from marauding foe. But never ; had he thought it possible that it would be his fortune to stand first in the field, riding to the rescue of the fair daugli- { ters of one of the oldest and most re- j spected citizens of the territory. In : view of their peril the paymaster's i stolen funds were not to be considered, j Jim Drummond hardly gave a single thought to the recapture of the safe. So far as he could judge the forces were about equally matched. Some saddle horses led along after the wagons seemed to indicate that their usual riders were perhaps with others of the band,resting in the wagons themselves. Surprise now was out of the question. J Ho would marshal his men behind tho I low ridge on which ho lay, form lino, ' iUtSffllanfous grading. i - - " ? IIEH COUSIN IN UTAH. llrlgliam Young's Favorite AVlfe Related to Mrs. Cleveland. A woman of seventy, still brighteyed and keen of intellect, and still retaining traces of the beauty that once . made her famous in Mormondom, I !!..?? " ? lit f In nrlnKn Iwmcn in j 11YC? 111 11 J.V-.W ?x.v?v ... ! Salt Lake City. She was the favorite wife of the celebrated Brigham Young ! and is a cousin of Mrs. (Jrover Cleveland, says the San Francisco Chronicle. So it was that the chief of the prophets of Mormonism was related by marriage to the woman who now reigns at the white house. When Brigham Young, then a lad, removed with his : father to a farm in the vicinity of Pal: myra, N. Y., he became acquainted with a pretty little school girl named | Amelia Folsom. She was fair of face and lithe of form, and her childish j charms soon won the heart of the comi ing prophet of the Saints.' From the i first she seemed to take kindly to Brigham's advances, and when, at the | age of sixteen, a proposal of marriage j was made, she accepted. The matter was kept secret for a ] time until Robert Folsom, Amelia's I father and Mrs. Cleveland's great uncle got an inkling of the matter and j forced his daughter to admit her be; trothnl. He became furious, it is said, | upon learning the truth, and declared i that the match must be broken off. | Amelia was a beautiful girl and intelligent as well, and her father was unwilling that her brilliant prospects in , life should be ruined by becoming the wife of an awkward, ignorant farmer boy. Mrs. Folsom joined her husband in his protests, and at last, with many pangs of sorrow, Amelia told her lover that she had reconsidered her promise and could not meet him at the altar. Years ufterward Joseph Smith discovered the "golden plates," aud Brigham Young was one of the first to join the newly-formed Mormon church. T- 1 ?lis? ? ? i,? then move forward at the lope. Mo matter how noiseless might be the advance, or how wearied or absorbed their quarry, some one in tho outlaw gang would surely see them long before they could come within close range. Then he felt sure that a portion at least would stampede for the hills, and that he would not have to fight more than 10 or 12. His plan was at all hazards to cut out, recapture and hold Harvey's wagon?that, first of all: then, if possible, the others. And now the time had come. In eager but suppressed excitement Meinecke and the men came trotting up tho slope. "Halt!" signaled Drummond. Then "Forward into line," and presently the lieutenant 6tood looking into the Bun tanned faces of less than 20 veteran troopers, four sets of fours with two sergeants, dusty and devil may care, with horses jaded, yet sniffing mischief ahead and pricking up their ears in excitement. Druininond had been the troop leader in scout after scout and in several lively skirmishes during the year gone by. There was 'not one of his troopers whom ho could not swear by, thought he, but then tho recollection of Bland's treachery brought his teeth together with vengeful force. Ho found his voice a trifle tremulous as he spoke, but his words had the brave ring tho men had learned to look for. and every one listened with bated breath. "Our work's cut out for us here. Not more than a mile ahead now is just the worst band of scoundrels in all tlio west and in their luidst George Harvey's daughters. You all know him by reputation. They are in the white topped wagon, and that is the one we must and shall have. Don't charge till I give tho word. Don't waste a shot. Some of them will scatter. Let them go! What wc want is their captives." With that he 6wung quickly into saddle. "Ready now ? No, don't draw pistol till you'ro close in on them and no carbines at all this time. All right. Now ?steady. Keep your alignment. Take tho pace from me. Forward!" Up the gentle slopo they rode, straining their eyes for the first sight of the hunted quarry, opening out instinctively from tho center so that each trooper might have fighting space. No squares of disciplined infantry, no j opposing squadrons, no fire flashing lines, were to bo met and overthrown , by compact and instantaneous shock. It was to bo a melee, as each trooper well knew, in which, though obedient, to the general plan of their leader, the little detachment would be hurled for- j ward at the signal "Charge," and then j it would be practically a caso of'' every I man for himself." "I want you four fellows to stick ] close to me now," said Drummond, I turning in his saddle and indicating the I desired set with a single gesture. "Wo j move straight for the leading wagon. See that you don't fire into it or near ; it." And these were tho last instructions ; as they reached the ridge, and a hoarse murmur flew along the eager rank,.a murmur that, but for Drummond's( j raised and restraining hand and Ser-' J geant Leois prompt "Steady there; si- i lence!" might have burst into a cheer, j And then the leader shook loose his rein, : and just touching Chester's glossy flank with the spur bounded forward at tho lope. Out on the sandy barren, winding | amomr the cactus plants, tho weary mule i teams with drooping heads wero tugging at the traces. Bearded men, some still with coal blackened faces, rodo drowsily alongside the creaking wagons. In one of these, the foremost, an arm in blue flannel suddenly thrust aside the hanging canvas curtain, and a dark, swarthy face, grooved from ear tip to j jaw with a jagged scar, appeared at the ! narrow opening. "How much farther have wo got to | go, Domingo?" "Only across this stretch, two?three ! miles, perhaps." j "Well, I want to know exactly. The sun is getting blazing hot, and these ' girls can't hold out longer. Tell Pasqual I say there is more danger of his j killing them with exhaustion than thero is of their making way with themselves. Say tho little one's about dead now. Here, take this canteen and get some fresher water out of the barrel under the wagon." The fellow hailed as Domingo leaned l to the right, took the canteen strap and then reined in his foaming broncho. "Hold your team one minute, Jake," was the order to tho driver, and, noth- j ing loath, the mules stopped short in their tracks. Pasqual's ambulance was a few rods behind, and to save time { Domingo dismounted, and placing the j canteen under the spigot drew it full of water, rewarded himself with a long pull, handed it up to the waiting hand above and swung again in tho saddle j just as the second ambulance closing 011 the first came also to a willing halt, and the lead mules of the buckboard, whereon lay two wounded bandits, attended by Moreno's womenfolk, bumped their noses against the piojecting boot. "Some cool water, for God's sake!" gasped one of the prostrate men, and a comrade rode to the leading wagon to beg a little from Harvey's well filled barrel. One or two men threw themselves from the saddle to the sands for a 1 brief rest. The dust cloud slowly settled earthward in their wake. Mules, horses and men blinked sleepily, wearily. There hung in the heavy air a dull, low rumble as of thunder in the farotf mountains. There seemed a faint quiver and tremor of the soil. Was there a distant earthquake? Suddenly a wild yell, a scream from Moreno's buckboard,a half stifled shriek from the white covered wagon. Tho tiuin in 1111111 leaned forth and made a mad dash fur the nearest riderless horse. Whips cracked and bit and stung. The maddened mules flew at their collars and tore away, the wagons bounding after them, and Pasqual Morales, thrusting forth his head to learn the cause of all the panic, grabbed the revolver at his belt with one fierce curse. "Carajo!" TO III-: CONTINKKl) XI- XT WKKK. An Incident at u .Summer Ui-Hort. Here 1 am, dear Vix, and more than i ever convinced, too, that it takes all sorts of people to nuike a boarding bouse. , One sort is conspicuous by its absence, for in the whole establishment resides nobody masculine. The unique variety of women, however, does not lack interest or amusement. Miss Metz and Miss Stone sing charmingly, and two or three are excellent pianists. One dear old lady is very deaf, outspoken and honest, and another, Miss Hoi duo, has the proclivity, seldom feminine, of always wanting to borrow "just a dollar, my dear!" This evening Miss Holdup, approaching Mrs. Blake, Baid facetiously, "I didn't see you bathing today." Mrs. Bluke, annoyed, replied quickly, "Don't bother me now; I haven't any change." Behold the moral! | ?Cor. New York Telegram. UntpluH Instead of Spoon*. Women have abandoned spoon collecting in a measure. No wonder! Some of them have a hundred or two of every size, shape o- design. The latest thing j ?a real s ur tier diversion?is collecting silver hit pins. You will notice the j elaborateness of some of these sharp im- j plements if you take any note of millin- i ery elsewhere than in shop windows. | Most of these pins would serve for daggers in case of need, being sharp enough o ? I . _ anil strong enough to despatch n man. : Fancy Juliet carrying her dagger in her hair, though, to be 6ure, Theodora took the gold pin from her hair to dispatch J Afarcellus.?Philadelphia Times. ' Ill Ul? 11CW CliiiUJg, U3 a luiinoici II? became a power and in 1840 was sent to England us a missionary. Before taking bis departure he visited Mis * Folsom and renewed his suit. She listened to him kindly, the story goes, I but her father's old-time dislike for Brigham prevented her from giving a decisive answer. Her manner, however, was sufficient to rekindle the spark of hope in Brigham's breast, and he went abroad with the feeling that he might eventually be successful in his suit. After Young's return to the United States his elevation to the presidency of the Mormon church and other triumphs seemed for a time to smother his love for the fair Amelia. He led his little band of believers beyond the Rocky mountains to the arid*plains of Utah and succeeded in amassing great wealth. In 1852 he promulgated the doctrine of polygamous marfinnn nnrl pninciHonf. t llPI'PU'i til bpiZllll the collection of his justly celebrated flock of wives. After having obtained a dozen or more, his mind evidently reverted to his first courtship and he returned to New York to repeat his proposal of long ago. He found streaks of silver in Amelia's hair and a faded tint in her cheeks, but her love for "him hud not diminished. Her ftither had died in the meantime, leaving her and her mother in possession of a comfortable estate, and the dream of Brigham's youth seemed about to be realized. Amelia accepted the third proposal, and returned with Young to Utah, where the marriage was performed in the endowment house at Logan with all the rites of the peculiar sect. After the ceremony they returned to Salt Lake City, where Brigham built a stately mansion for his favorite wife. It has ever since beeu known as "Amelia's palace." It is situated opposite the Lion house, the house of a number of prophets' wives, and its beautiful lawns and broad verandas attract the eye of all visitors to the Saintly. There she lived for years the petted favorite of her liege lord and the queen of Mormowiom. After Brigham's death the house, together with other valuable property, escheated to the United States government and is now used as an institute for the cure of the liquor habit. Amelia was forced to leave the beautiful place where she had long reigued. With part of her limited means she bought an old-fashioned one-story adobe house, to which she removed her few belongings, and began the quiet, unpretentious mode of living which she has ever since maintained. She is now over 70 years of age and retains to a remarkable degree the wonderful hearty of her youth. She is very much averse to talking to strangers, and few visitors to Zion dream that an old lady who may sometimes be seen placing a handful of roses on Brigham Young's grave, is a eousiu of Mrs. Grover Cleveland. / ^ ^ ^ CURIOSITIES OF THE CALENDAR. The year 1900 will not he a leap year simply because, being a hundredth year, although it is divisible by four, it is not divisible by 400 without a remainder. This is not the real reason, but the result of it; the real reason being the establishment of the Georgian rule, made in 1582. The Nineteenth century will not end till midnight of Monday, Dec. 31, 1900, although the old quarrel will probably again be renewed as to what constitutes a century and when it winds up, and thousands will insist on a premature burial of the old century at midnight of Dec. 31, 1899. But as a century means 100 years and as the first century could not end until a full 100 years had passed, nor the second till 200 years had passed, etc., it is not logically clear why the /mntnrv climilil \\n mirtnil. llJClCVTilLIJ VVIII.WI J ?/v VM. ?.... c(l and broken oil' before we have the full 1,900 years. April 1 and July 1 in any year, and in leap year, January 1, lull on the same day of the week. September 1 and December 1 in any year fall on the same day of the week. January 1 and October 1 in any year fall on the same week day, except it be a leap year. February-1, March 1 and November 1 of any year fall on the same day of the week, unless it be a leap year, when January 1, April 1 and July 1 fall on the same week day. May 1, June 1 and August 1 in any year never fall on the same week day, nor does any oneofthe three ever fall on the same week day on which any other month in the same year begins, except in leap year, when February 1 and August 1 fall on the same week day. To find out on what day of the week any day of this century fell, divide the year by 4 and let the remander go. Add the quotient and year together, then add .'5 more. Divide the result by 7 and if the remainder is 0 March 1 of that year was Sunday ; if 1, Mon day : if 2, Tuesday, and so on. For the last century, do the same thing, hut add 4 instead of 3. For the next century add 2 instead. It is needless to go beyond the next century, because itssurvivors will probably have some shorter method, and find out by simply touching a knob or letting a knob touch them. Christmas of any year always falls the same day of the week as January 2 of that year, unless it be a leap year, when it is the same week day as January It of that year. Easter is always the first Sunday after the full moon that happens on or j next after March 21. It is not easy to see how it can occur earlier than March 22 or later than April 26 in any year. New-Year (January 1) will happen on Sunday but once more during this century, that will be 185)9. In the ! next century it will occur 14 times only, as follows: 1905,1911,1922, 1933, 1939,1950, 195G, 1961,1967,1978, 1984, 1989 and 1995. The intervals are regj ular?6-5-6-11?except the intervals which includes the hundredth year that is not a century, when there is a break as 1893, 1S99, 1905, 1911, when three intervals of six years come together : after that plain sailing till 2001, when the old intervals will occur in ' 1?? TJj-iofrtti Tirttiifl Tmirnnt I JCgUIUl U1UU1. HUOtVIJ Itvmv VVU...MM GLIMPSES IX A MINT. I j Something About the Process of Coining t lie Precious Metal. I From the Philadelphia Times. Tt is rather difficult to attempt a de; scription of how money is made. Even j encyclopedias, which are supposed to | be equal to any and all emergencies, j object to that. In a measure they are I right. To get the best idea of the J multiple and minute processes of mintI ing, one must be an eye-witness. It I adds charm to the proceedings to stand j by the dusty furnaces, arranged in seni tinel like rows, to see them open their J jaws, and look right down into the liery cavern, where insatiable tongues of llame are licking up the molten masses of silver and gold. A day or two ago Officer Brown, | standing beside a visitor who had watched with all the fascination of a novice the great iron mouths opening and closing, betrayed himself into a neat little explanation of the process of minting money. Officer Brown has been many years at the mint, so the visitor listened with interest to one j who spoke with authority. Here is the process in a nutshell. "Making monfty," said he, with one j of those eloquent waves of the hands j he keeps by him to use on explanatory occasions such as these, "is just like making cake. You mix the dough, we mix the metal. You roll out the dough I into shane. we roll out the metal into bars. You cut the dough into cakes, i we cut the metal into coins. Then ! we stamp them. The metal leftover I is melted up and used again, just as 1 the cook gathers up the left overs, | rolls them again and cuts more cakes." In other words, an amount of, metal ' say the equivalent of $90,000 in gold, which chemically is made up of 90 per cent, gold and 10 per cent, copper, I is put into a black lead crucible about j the size of a peck measure. It is kept ; in the furnace one hour and fifteen ' minutes. The workman watches his | gold as sacredly as the cook her ' cakes, and when the molten liquid is j brought to the proper consistency he | takes a three-cornered black lead cup, about the size that would fit a monkey's head, and dips up $2,000 worth of the metal at a time, pouring it out ; again with that marvelous dexterity ! which only comes from practice, into I molds holding $1,000 each. Nothing can be more beautiful than the fiery ! stream of young and pure gold as it | glides into the locked arms of the iron ! mold. When the liquid solidifies it | forms a bar, or, to be technically correct, an ingot about 12 inches long and about half an inch thick. These ingots are subjected to a process of rolling out which lengthens them without increasing the width. The bars are then ready to he cut. One machine cuts the coin, another stamps them after the process of milling has been performed. Milling, in mint parlance, has somewhat of a different signification than in ordinary vernacular. life : i "Issa was bom of Israel parents, poor, but belonging by birth to a fanij ily of exalted piety, which forgot its former greatness on earth to magnify j the Creator and thank Him for the misfortunes with which He pleased to , try them. From His childhood He preached one Hod. On coining to the 1 age of IS, instead of marrying, He I tied from his father's house and went with some merchants to Sindli. At I 14 He was living with the Aryans. "One day He broke away from the i Brahmins. He denied the divine ori[ gin of the Yedas and the incarnation . of l'ara Brahma. He learned Bali and was initiated into the mysteries ! of pure Buddhism. Then He went westward, preaching against idols. He was ID years old when He return: ed to Judea. He began to preach, but His popularity alarmed Pontius Pilate, i The latter summoned priests and J learned men to try Issa. The tribunals examined Issa and found Him j innocent. tlT,.nn /.niiliimail in iirinnL- In lJlf? m>n. IS^U luiaiuuvvi iu vw ?,.v |.wV pie, inculcating obedience to Csesar ami respect for womankind. Spies which Pilate set to watch Him sent disquieting reports of the enthusiam of the multitude. The governor, fearing a mutiny, caused Issa to be imI prisoned, tortured and tried before I Sanhedrin, with two thieves, and false witnesses who were bribed. The governor then culled a witness who, at the bidding of Pilate, had betrayed I Issu. "This man came, and, speaking to | Issa, said : "Did you not claim to be King of Israel, when you said that the Lord of Heaven has sent you to prei pare His people?' Issa having blessed I him, said : "You shall be forgiven because what you say does not come from j your heart.' Then, turning to the [governor, Issa said: "Why humble ! your pride and teach your inferiors to live in falsehood, since even without Vint vnii nro olilo tn pnndnmn nn innn. cent man ?' i At these words the governor fell into i a rage and ordered the death of Issa, I while he discharged the thieves. The : judges, having deliberated, said to | Pilate: 'We will not take upon our! selves the great sin of condemning an innocent man and absolving two thieves; the thing is contrary to our i I laws. Do, therefore, as you please.' "Having thus spoken, the priests j i and wise men went out and washed | their hands in a holy vessel, saying : i 'We are innocent of the death of a , just man,' Issa and the thieves were i crucified, but on the third day Issa's j sepulchre was found open and empty." "KKKL1NG BOTS." j A Disease Which a Shrewil Swindler Cured for Hog Farmers. The most unique swindling scheme was successfully practiced recently upon a number of farmers in Dwyer county, Tenn., by which they are sev| eral hundred dollars poorer. The imposter, who gave his name J as Broule, was a well-dressed, clericalj looking, intelligent man about 40 years ; of age, dark complexion, brown hair i and eyes, about 5A feet in height and | weighed about 150 pounds. He first : made his appearance in that part of the country between Trimble and , Relfoot Lake, where one of the farm- I ers' principal industries is raising hogs. | He represented himself as a man of i means who wished to purchase a large j j tract of land and engage in hog rais- | j ing. He rode a splendid sorrel horse, j 1 exhibited large rolls of money and apj peared able to purchase half of the i county if he wished. One morning he ! rode up to Frank Cuber's, called that ! gentleman out, and, after introducing himself, informed him of his business j ! in the neighborhood. "I would like to see what kind of | ' hogs are raised around here," he said. "Can you show me some ?" "Certainly," replied Cuber. "Come I with me to the lot." On reaching the hog lot, in which were some 40 or 50 fine porkers, Cuber i was astonished to discover that his hogs were severely afflicted with some terrible disease. Some of them were staggering around, almost too weak to stand up, while others had already fullen to the ground, and could not be induced, even by kicks and blows, to get up. As soon as Broule saw them j he exclaimed : "Great heavens, Mr. Cuber, your ; hogs have got the reeling bots !" "The what ?" cried Cuber, excitedly, i "The reeling bots," answered Broule. | j "That's what they call it. It is a new i | disease that has recently made its ap- j j pearance in this country. Over in | Gibson county hundreds of hogs were dying daily until I got in there last week. I accidentally discovered a remedy that will cure it in a few hours, and I made good money out of it and I saved many hogs for the farmers. I j didn't expect to find the hogs in this i part of the country afflicted with that 1 disease which is always fatal and kills j in a few hours." "You won't have a live hog by sun- ; j set unless something is done for them, i I have a bottle of the medicine in my j | saddle-bags, and I will cure every hog ' j in the lot for $25, and you need not i pay me until morning when you are ! i aimpu linnr 5c orifirplv wpl 1 _" I It signifies the rolling over of the edge of the coin preparatory to stamping it with the minute denticulations, which are commonly known as the milling. The latter is part of the process of stamping, and is done at the time the ! signet is put on the coin. I Speaking of stamping introduces the | lurge corps of women who form a conj siderable part of the working force of | the mint. About 100 of them are eraj ployed, and they attend entirely to the ! adjusting and stamping. It may be i said i:i explanation of the process of the term "adjusting" that every coin I before it is shaped is carefully weighed. 1 If too heavy, the edge is delicately j filed until the coin is of lawful weight; | if too light the piece is sent to be re: melted. This process of weighing and ' adjusting is an employment to which ! women, with their delicacy of touch, i are well suited. They are also in ! charge of the stamping. Incidentally j it may be said that most presses stamp i from 80 to 110 coins every minute. In j one short hour $45,000 in $10 gold 1 coins can be stamped around the edge | on both sides. There is another part of the work I which comes under the charge of the women employed in the mint. They ' do the sewing. At first thought it j seems a trifle incongruous to associate sewing with money minting, but all the bags used by the mint are sewed in the building. The bags are made of I white duck run up by a machine, beI ing sewed twice for security. The bag I making is no small thing when you | come to consider the number it ; takes to pack up the newly coined wealth of the country each year. The i 5-cent pieces are packed in $50 bags and the pennies in $10 bags, small ; silver in $1,000 and the gold in $5,000 I pouches, ltoughly speaking, last year fully 2,000 bags were made up for gold alone, 10,000 for silver, 5,000 for half dollars, besides many thousands for the ! smaller coins. A BUDDHIST LIFE OF CHRIST. i Kitlier a Ituiuarkable Discovery or a I.urg?-Slzt'd, Fall Grown Fake. ' A Buddhist life of Christ, of imj meuse interest to the religious world, i has been discovered in a Thibet monastery by Nicholas Notoviteh, a RusI sian traveler. He tried vainly to negotiate its purchase. He happened to break a leg and was taken to tiie monastery. While there the I Jama reyd to him the precious record, which is in Pali language, and Notovitch took down a full translation. Christ i is known to Huddhists as the Prophet Issa. This is a brief summary of the aanjjucu w..v.. v.j "Then go to work, save my hogs, i ami I will gladly pay you the $25," i ! cried the almost frenzied farmer. | "Well, run to the house, then, and i get a bucket of meal or bran and a spoon," requested Broule as he walked to his horse, took a quart bottle of , pinkish colored fluid from his saddle J bags and returned to the lot, which ' was reached about the same time by ! I the nearly breathless Cuber with the 1 meal and spoon. Assisted by Cuber, Broule forced a spoonful of the medicine down the throat of each hog that could not rise ! 1 and poured a lot of it into the meul | which was fed to the hogs that were j able to eat. After the hogs were all j dosed, Broule said : "I will call around in the morning and get my money, for I know your ! hogs will be entirely well by that time." ; The next morning Broule returned, and, as the hogs were as lively as | ever, Cuber willingly paid the $25, and 1 then gave $10 for the recipe of the medicine and promised not to make : the ingredients known or to use the j ! medicine on any one's hogs hut his 1 j own inside of a week, as Broule in! formed him other hogs in the neighI borhood would be sure to contract the disease, and he (Broule) wanted the privilege of curing them. Every morning after that for about j a week Broule was busily engaged in curing hogs of "reeling hots" at fancy i j prices. One morning lie rode past Jim Rial's lot and up to the gate. Rial thought he was going to stop, but he | continued on down the road. When [ : Rial went down to the hog lot several j i hours later, he discovered the reason ! for Broule not stopping. On the ground in the lot near the fence he found about a bushel of shelled corn scattered around, and the air laden ; with the scent of very strong whisky. ! He could not account for the corn bej ing there, and, picking up several ; grains, found that they were thorough- ; j ly saturated with whisky. Then he knew what had given his 1 neighbor's hogs the "reeling hots." i Rial had thirty or forty hogs in the i . u-r K..f ,j.?|,Q 101 nil! evening ueiurc, nut UU11115 HIV I night they broke through the lot | I fence and got in to the field, and I when Ilroule dumped his inebria! tiug corn into the lot just before day, there were no hogs there to eat it. i As lie rode past the lot he saw the corn | j lying where he had thrown it and no intoxicated hogs as he had expected, and knowing that his rascality would soon be discovered, he hurried away. Chase was given by several of the angry farmers, but the scoundrel made his escape. I ! WlIKRE THE SolTH'S MONEY CtOES. I'nder the above heading the Savannah News preaches a sermon against the disposition of Southern people of | j all classes, from cotton planters to cotton commission merchants, to spec, ulate in cotton. The News very truly i ' says that speculating in cotton 011 the | part of Southern people is almost as much waste of money as investing in ! I lottery tickets. Prices are not regu- : j lated by the law of supply and demand, except in the long run cover- j ! ing u period of years, when they move ! up or down on a general average, as t supply and demand may regulate, but the speculator who attempts to make j I money on short-time operations is ( very generally left. The South annually dumps into Wall street millions j I of dollars of good hard money to pay for cotton losses, and yet very little is heard of it. It is within bounds to j j say tbat within the last twenty years the South's net losses on cotton specu- 1 I lations have run up to a hundred mil- ; ! lions or more. This money, had it been I kept at home and invested in develop- | ment enterprises, would have added vastly to the wealth of the whole South, furnished employment to many thousand of hands and brought profit to those who owned it. Producing as the South does not far from $2,000,000,000 of agricultural, manufacturing and mining products a year, there ought to he a very large surplus, and this surplus will constantly increase as speculation in cotton futures decrease. ?Manufacturers' Record. A GHOST ST0KY. At a town in the west of England twenty-four persons were accustomed | to assemble once a week, to drink, smoke tobacco, and talk politics. As I at the Academy of Rubens, at Antwerp, I each member had his peculiar chair, and the president's was more elevated than the rest. As one of the members had been in a dying state for some j time, his chair, whilst he was absent, remained vacant. I When the club met on the usual night, inquiries were naturally made after their associate. As he lived in the adjoining house, a particular friend went to inquire after him, and returned with the melancholy intelligence that he could not survive the night. This threw a gloom on the company, and all efforts to turn the conversation from the sad subject before them were ineffectual. About midnight the door opened, and the form, in white, of the dying or the dead man, walked into the room and took his seat in his accustomed chair. There he remained in silence, and in silence was he gazed at. The apparition continued a sufficient time in the chair to assure all who were present of the reality of the vision. At length he arose and stalked towards the door, which he opened as if living, went out, and shut the door after him. After a pause, some one at last had the resolution to say : "If only one of us had seen this, he would not have been believed, but it is impossible so many of us can have been deceived." The company, by degrees, recovered their speech, and the whole conversation, as may be imagined, was upon the dreadful object which had engaged their attention. They broke up and went home. In the morning inquiry was made after their sick friend. It was answered by an account of his death, which happened nearly about the time of his ap pearance in the club-room. There could be little doubt before ; but now nothing could be more certain than the reality of the apparition which had been simultaneously seen by so many persons. It is unnecessary to say that such a story spread over the country, and found credit even from infidels; for in this case, all reasoning became superfluous, when opposed to a plain fact, attested by three-and-twenty witnesses. To assert the doctrine of the fixed laws of nature was ridiculous, when there were so many people of credit to prove that they might be unfixed. Years rolled on, and the story was almost forgotten. One of the club was an apothecary. In the course of his practice he was called to an old woman whose business it was to attend sick persons. She told him that she could leave the world with a quiet conscience, but for one thing which lay upon her mind. "Do you not remember Mr. , whose ghost has been so much talked of? I was his nurse. On the night of his death I left his room for something I wanted. I am sure I had not been absent long; but, at ray return, I found the bed without my patient! He was delirious, and I feared had .thrown himself out of the window. I was so frightened that I had no power to stir; but, after some time, to my great astonishment, he entered the room, shivering, and his teeth chattering, laid himself down on the bed and died ! Considering my negligence as the cause of his death, I kept this a secret, for fear of what might be done to me. Though I could have contradicted all the story of the ghost, I dared not do it. I knew, by what had happened, that it was he himself who had been in the club-room (perhaps recollecting it was the night of meeting); but I hope God and the poor gentleman's, friends will forgive me, and I shall die contented." itmiiumnniVii ? 41it\l l? l HP KIVMIVUDMW.MI A A band of young wild horses was driven into a corral. A fourteen year old girl walked in among the frightened stock toward a three-fourths blooded horse and said: "Hello ! Frank, how large you have grown ?" The horse came to her at once, and took sugar from her hand. She patted his neck, and then, said : "Now, Frank, I shall put a saddle and bridle on you, and I want a pleasant ride." Ere long the first saddle that had ever been on the horses' back was adjusted, and he was led out to a wagon, from which the girl sprang into her seat. Her mother looked on alarmed, but noticing that the steed went off quietly, her fears were partly allayed. An hour later the horse and his rider came back, both seemingly well pleased with the outing. There was a secret connection with this strange occurrence. Three years previously Frank was a sucking colt kept alone in that corral because his mother was at work. He was restless and lonesome, but Clara, this same girl, came to cheer the little fellow. She petted and put him through all sorts of training antics. She lifted his feet as if he were to be shod ; threw a blanket or a sack filled with straw across his back ; after a time, Frank, as she named him, could not be scared by any of her playful acts. If he behaved well she rewarded him with flaintv hitps With confidence trained as to her kindly intentions, he became an obedient pet. Alter the colt went to his mountain range, Clara saw him rarely; but the first ride she claimed proved that lie remembered all that had passed years before. She often rode him after that and he was always gentle. It was noticed that he was never ridden by anybody else. Good Backing.?A man who is in the wrong always lacks nerve, said an eminent jurist at Bangor, recently, to a Lewiston Journal man, commenting on a fracas in that city, in which a big fellow was subdued by a little one. And the opposite is also true?the man who knows he is right apparently "has the strength of ten." I saw an example of that once in Bangdr during the war. A fellow who was claimed by the government as a deserter, had been up the river in a woods crew, and when he came down in the spring it was known the government would be after him. There was a large party of brawny lumbermen, a hundred or more, who declared he should not be taken. They were headed a by giant named Maynard, who had a reputation as a desperate character. I happened to be present where the lumbermen were gathered with the alleged deserter, when a little sergeant with two soldiers appeared to arrest him. The lumbermen were loud in their threats and menacing in their attitude. The little sergeant did not appear to stand a ghost of a chance. But lie was not frightened a hit. He whipped out his sword from his scabbard, and, bidding the two soldiers follow him, he walked into the midst of the big crowd, scattering them right and left. He walked up to his man and led him out from among the rioters, with never a one daring to lift a haml against him. It was as fine a display of nerve and coolness as it was ever my luck to witness; but, you see, . he knew he was right, and had the United States at his back, and no man could withstand him. BORROWING TROUBLE. Once upon a time there was a man and woman who planned to go and spend the day at a house of a friend ! some miles away from their own ! So, one pleasant morning, they started out to make the visit; but before they had gone far the woman remembered a very old bridge they had to cross, which was said to be not very safe, and she immediately began to worry about it. j "What shall we do about that bridge?" said she to her husband. "I shall never dare to go over it, and we can't get across the river in any other way." "O," said the man, "I forgot that place ; it is a bad place. Suppose it should break through, and we should i fall into the water and he drowned?" "Or even," said the wife, "suppose you should step on a rotten plank and break your leg; what would become of me and the baby?" "I don't know," replied the man, "what would become of us ; I couldn't work and we should all starve to j death." So t hev went on worrviner and wor rying till they got to they bridge, when, lo and behold, they saw tlmt since ! they had been there last a new bridge | had been built, and they crossed over it 1 in safety, and found that they might 1 have spared themselves all their anxii ety. Now, that is just what the proverb means?"Never cross a bridge till you come to it." Never waste your worI rying on what you think may possibly 1 be going to happen." The Heidelberg Tun Outdone.? That monster wine vat, the famous [ "tun of Heidelberg," which we have been taught from childhood to eonsid-* j er the most gigantic receptacle for liquid ever made of wood and bound j with iron hoops, has at last been ex! celled in the shape of a giant cask built ; for the Blatner Brewing Company of Munich. The old Heidelberg tun was built during the three years ending j with 1591. It was composed of oak beams each f> inches square and 27 feet long, and had a diameter of even 18 feet. The figures for the exact I weight are wanting, but the item ; which tells us that the iron of the hoops alone weighed 11,000 pounds is quite suggestive of the great weight of | the entire vat. Nearly 20 years after the first tun was built, a second, of I MMAAtAH fii*Annt*l Iamo u'nc nnn. I IllUt.ll ^icaiu nww vv*? j structed. Heidelberg tun No. 2 was | 30 feet long and 24 feet in diameter and had a capacity of 800 hogsheads, j In 1826 Stretton & Co., of London, i brewers, constructed a beer vat at i their works in Neuremberg which was ; ninety-six (90) feet in diameter and ! thirty-four (34) feet deep. The day ! this stupendous affair was finished the : brewing company gave a dinner to 780 customers, all of whom.were comfortably seated within the vat. The Blatner cask, but recently finj ished, is 105 feet in diameter and 51 I feet deep. It was inaugurated with a i ball in which 275 couples took part, and at one time, it is said, there were | 500 people on the floor of the cask, j not counting the waiters, musicians, i etc. Besides the above no inconsider| able floor space was taken up by the stage erected for the orchestra, the | two pianos and fine diniug table. Worry and Indigestion.?Worry I is a curse and source of untold evils j and it seams the face with lines and furrows, and has a most distressing effect upon that hyper-sensitive organ, I the stomach, which at such times be: comes a most unwilling and laggard j servant. Indeed, it is safe to say that unless encourged by a cheerful temper and bright, or at least hopeful thoughts, the stomach will play truant or sulk and do no work which it can ! shirk. The physiological explanation 1 of this is the close alliance of the great sympathetic nerves which are worse ; than the telegraph for carrying bad news; the worry and auxiety which depress the brain produce simultaneously a semi-paralysis of the nerves of ; the stomach, gastric juices will not ; flow, and presto ! there is indigestion. One sign of mental health is sereni; ty of temper and a self-control that I enables us to bear with equanimity 1 and unruffled temper the petty trials and jars of life, especially those arising from contact with scolding, irascible, irritating folk. It is well to re1 member at such times that these unfortunates are their own worst enemies; and a cultivation of the art of not hearing will help us very much. It is a very useful art all through life, I and well worth some trouble to acquire, i ?Demorest's Magazine. j A Cute Canary.?We have got a j canary at home, said Walter Thomp' son, of Lincoln, Neb., that is consid! cred by the family to be just about as I smart as they make them. I'll tell you why we think so. The bird cage : hangs iu a room in which there is a large coal stove. One afternoon we ! were all going out for a short while, and, as the fire was low, my wife filled ; the stove with coal and turned on the draught, expecting to be home before 1 the fire got too hot. We were gone a ! good deal longer than we had expected, j however, and when we returned the > room was like a furnace, and the stove I red-hot. My wife's first thought was of the bird, and, upon looking up at the cage and not seeing him, concluded at once that he had been sullbcated by the intense heat She got a chair and climbed up to look into the cage, fully { expecting to see the poor bird stretched out on the floor, dead. Instead, there he was sitting down flat in his bathtub, with only his head, which he would now and then dip into the water, exposed to the furnace-like heat of the room. 0ST (Jeoige Yanderbilt has a country | villa and a tract of 9,000 acres near Asheville, N. C. There are fourteen acres in the southwestern portion of this estate which the young millionaire j does not and cannot own, though he has made effort after effort to do so. The fourteen acres belong to a Negro named Collins, who, when Mr. Yanderj bilt bought the large tract, asked him j $(500 more for this small tract than he ; was willing to give. A few weeks j later Mr. Yanderbilt went to Collins j and agreed to his terms, but Collins now added a couple of thousand to the first price, and as often as Mr. Yanderi bilt got in the notion to pay Collins his price, Collins went up a safe distance and has just announced that he will not sell the land at any price so long as he can have Mr. Yanderbilt for his neighbor.?New York Press. St. Paul's Epistle in* Turkey.? The Rev.tr. Furness Smith, an Engj lisli missionary, recently related to a London meeting that the Turkish authorities at Constantinople had dentin a<l fn allow the circulation of St. Paul's Kpistle of the (ialatians, supposing the people of Oalatia, a suburb | of the Turkish capital, to be those adi dressed, and refused to be entirely satisfied on the point till a certificate of St. Paul's death was forthcoming. flaT One pound of cut meat and bone i is considered a proper daily allowance I for sixteen hens.