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VOL. 40. YOEKVILLE, S. C., WEDNESDAY, MABCH 28, 1894. jjSXX 18.
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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."
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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
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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.