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A last year's bird's nest is Of no consequence but it is an emblem of the dead past. It points a moral if it does not adorn a tail. But the most suggestive and impressive thing of the past is a political newspaper that is about fifteen or twenty years old? just old enough for you to remember the people who figured in it. I chanced on one about the house and it made me sad, for nearly everything in it was dead?dead issues, dead Candi? dates, dead slander;*, dead advertise? ments, and even the editors are dead. Some great men figured in this paper and the people were as wild about them as they are now over present is? sues. Ben Hill and Alex Stephens were before the people then and so was Toombs, Herschel V. Johnson and Alfred Colquitt and ex-Governor Smith and a host of lesser lights. Henry Grady was there, too, a power in politics. These are all dead. Even the advertisers are dead and most of the typesetters. Grant and GarSeld and Arthur and Blaine all figure in this paper and they are all dead. How paltry and insignificant seem all those issues now. Fifteen or twenty years from now how will all the present tur? bulence and violence of politics seem to those who then live and look back ? Most all of the factors will be dead and there will be a new set to jump up and down andory "lo here," and "lo there." It is well to look back occa? sionally and learn a lesson. There is food for thought in a last year's bird's nest or an old newspaper. Politics is a tiresome thing and we feel relieved when the issue is over and the ques? tions settled. I don't blame Mr. Cleveland for going fishing. Fishing is the best medicine in the world for a tired mind. I have tried it and am tired. I would go to Clearwater one day in every week if it was not so far away. It is good for a man to get away off on the water where he can't hear any news nor read about murders and lynchings and stealing and runa? way matches and the frailties and fol? lies of society: Watching the cork, does not strain the mind, but it keeps it from other things. And so I would advise General and Colonel Atkinson to raise a flag of truce and go a-?shing. They might go together and agree that whoever caught the most fish should be the Governor. But there are bigger things than politics. I see the farmers plowing up the withered, wilted cotton and planting corn. That looks pretty hard on the farmers, but maybe it is all for the best. I have noticed that there is always some good mixed up with the bad. The mules and the hogs will have more corn to eat next winter. I never saw finer gardens than there are around here. Beans and potatoes and peas are abundant and my greatest pleasure is to go with my two little grand children to the garden every morning and gather vegetables and pick strawberries, left from the freeze to give us a small feast every day, and they are the finest we ever had. They are the buback variety, the best berry in the world for home use, but too delicate for shipment. There is no greater luxury than home-made ber? ries with home-made cream to cover them. I have been thinking that the blackcap raspberry was the hardiest kind, for sometimes I find them in the fields and fence corners, but the last' freeze killed them all in my garden and did not kill the red antwerps. This surprised me. The grape is, after all, the most certain and reliable of our up-country fruits. Dame na? ture locks up the grapes in embrio, for they are not in existence until the new shoots come from the old woods. Our blackberry crop is unhurt and will soon be ripe and give the small dar dies employment. Sugar is cheap, tariff or no tariff, trust or no trust, and every housewife is getting ready to put up the berries. I don't believe that newspaper yarn about Senators being bribed by the sugar trust. Most of our Senators are millionaires already and don't need the bribe, and I don't believe that a Senator would put himself in the clutches of any rascal, for, of course, a man who would offer a bribe is a rascal and no rascal will do to trust. But the na? tion still lives and there is life in the old land yet?tariff or no tariff. Bill Arp. Ills Cow Comes Higb. There is a man in Chicago who pays $18,000 a year for the privilege of keeping a cow. He is a sane man, a business man, a man of family, and generally res? pected in the community. His poor relatives declare him a freak, and his neighbors shrug their shoulders and murmur things about rich men's whims. The way of it is that he possesses a valuable building lot in a choice resi? dence portion of the city, and, having nothing else to do with it he put a pice little fence around it and quar? tered therein his pet Jersey cow. The cow was an artistic cow and har? monized well with the green turf and lilac bushes, so people rather admired the arrangement. One day a man came along who thought he would like to build arouse on that particular lot, so he hunted up the owner and made him a. spot cash offer of $300,000 for the land. His offer was refused, decisively and politely. "But," remonstrated a relative, aghast, "that would pay you $18,000 a year ! Why on earth did you rtf use it?" The rich man lit a cigar and turned a protesting face on his accuser. "Yes," he assented in a puzzled way, "but what would I have done with my cow ?"?Chicago Record. Deafness Cannot be Cured by local applications, as they cannot reach the diseased portion of the ear. 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Sdme time ago that popular illus? trated1 weekly, Once a Week, of New York offered a prize of $100 for the best essay on "The Seven Wonders of the Nineteenth Century." A special committee was appointed consisting of Amos J. Cummings, Thomas A. Edson, Hon. G. W. Ross, Thomas S. James, the Very Rev. Thomas M. Byrne and Sir James A. Grant, K. C. V., to which were re? ferred the hundreds of essays re? ceived. A recent issue of Once a Week pub? lished a half page illustration of the distinguished committee of judges and with it the announcement that by unanimous agreements the committe has awarded the prizewo Mr. Gordon Hiles, a Georgia boy Bid the son of Mr. Thompson Hiles, one of the lead? ing business men of Rome. The distinction is s rare one, and the Constitution reproduces herewith for the benefit of the public the prize essay, which won in a competition with the world and a prize for which was awarded by a committee of men whose abilicy is recognized every? where. The essay is as follows : The Seven Wonders of the Nineteenth Cen? tury. Strange are the forms that hurry hither and thither through the shades of this senescent century. Knowl? edge sits enthroned and greatly has it grown since the last aeon's end. Death and birth meet on the highways and pass with averted looks. Crime and skepticiim, mightier than before, walk with man like the Moslem Moak kibat. Speculation stands where the crowds are thickest and whispers into every ear its tempting "venture!" There are kings as of old, but their thrones are less lofty?the most splen? did court is the court of czar cash. Plutus has descended from Olympus and taken his place among the sons of men. Money rules. The dollar shines with the bigness of the noonday sun. The days are filled with the clink of coins as they climb into mountains of wealth. Ill-fed poverty, grimed with the smoke and cinders of foundry and forge, looks with no idle eye at the bespangled coach-and-four whirling by with its plutocratic passengers. These notice not; but locked somewhere in futurity is a day when the poor shall win their rights. Invention proudly points where labor is lightest and accepts the honor which its handi? work merits. Vox populi has a less uncertain ring. Liberty is no longer an empty name. Statecraft hob-nobs with Democracy. The world still re volyes, but it bears a happier burden The "wrinkled front" of war is smoothed and peace smiles supremely. Day and night have never failed; time moves on, and the king of time is the king of all. In intelligently discussing "The Seven Wonders of the Nineteenth Century," we must invoke the faculty of looking backward. Public interest is the "open sesame" to the rendez vous of wonder. When we have found the seven subjects which have called forth the widest comment we have also found the seven wonders What then are "The Seven Wonders of the Nineteenth Century ?" 1. Napoleon. 2. Bismarck. 3. Electricity. 4. Journalism. 5. Gladstone. 6. The Brooklyn bridge. . 7. The world's fair. These are in themselves the great originals of thought and action?the landmarks of world-wide interest?the true wonders which the nineteenth century has held to view. We will endeavor to draw their bold outlines with the pencil of unembellished fact The early days of the century were filled with one name?Napoleon Bona? parte. The world was, indeed, a stage upon which this "man of destiny" was playing the star part, and a great part it was. In 1800 we find him at Paris, facing his martial fame with bulwarks of self-conceived law and self-asserted executive prowoss. He had crossed the Alps; he had garlanded the pyra mids with trophies of uneclipsed vie tory, and now he felt burning within him the daring desires of the son of Philip. Nothing should interfere ; he would be dictator of the civilized world. And let me say, with all the disinterested sincerity of an American wh" has studied this uncqualed life, ambition in Napoleon seemed vested with the attributes of whole-souled patriotism rather than personal ag? grandizement. There be those who write and, in writing, vent nothing but slander at the great names of earth. To their distempered preccp tions every man who ever led a people from servility to sovereignty was alone influenced by the all-compelling "ego." As a matter of fact very few of those "whose distant footsteps echo down the corridors of time" had thoughts for aught but their country. France was Napoleon's mistress and if the record of his love for her was written in the blood of her enemies so much the nobler was the love and so much more illustrious its exem? plification. Napoleon, no less than Shakes? peare, was a "myriad-minded man." With the pen he indited thoughts which would grace the stage-created intellectuality of a Hamlet; with the sword he carved passageways to glory which will baffle the comprehension of the last mortal on the final day ; in council, in field, in boudoir, in study, he was the same master?the same great unmatched. He himself said that the siege of Toulon was the first achievement which gave his name to history. It cannot be de? nied, however, that the world was not fully cognizant of the greatness of the man until he spoke those inspir? ing words in the shadow of the pyra? mids. Then did audacity and genius, fused into an immortal sentence, write his name on the scroll which forget fulness never blots. When he wrote to Louis : "To return to France you must trample over one hundred thou sand dead bodies," he sounded the note of the superiority of emancipated man over hereditary oligarchy, and the nation which was described at the time as "a Colossus with feet of clay," turned to him as from slavery to free? dom and bestowed upon him the pres? tige of imperialism. If you seek for consistency, it is not to be found in the career of Napoleon. Professedly the opponent of the monarchical system, he ac? cepted the crown ; a thorough Demo? crat by principle, he became, in all respects, a king: he cast the pope who crowned him, into prison; he shattered Prussia; he suppressed the tribunate; he established aoensorship 9? tbfl press; but fee eourtocl f?vor from none, and fleshed the full spirit of independence. It must be said that his treatment of Josephine is the black chapter in this book of soul-stirring events. No excuse Can be offered for the hcart lessness which he displayed in this battle with the forces of love. Ambi? tion and affection contended for the mastery ; ambition won j and on that December day, 1809, Nemesis looked down on the "Man of Destiny"? looked down, and fate's finger pointed deathward ! His downfall commenced with the hour of that second marriage. In the long files of time, four days stand forth from among their fellows ?the day when Christ was born, the day when Columbus landed, the day when the declaration of independence was signed and the day when Water? loo was won and lost. This last be? longs to our country. It was the cul? mination of the life of a man who will never be matched in great achieve? ments, in audacity of genius. Wheth? er we look upon him eating horse flesh at Torre di Capitello, or receiv? ing the iron crown of the Lombards at Milan, there is a glamor of heroism about him. He was vanquished, but the names of the victors are fast fad? ing away?Napoleon is immortal! In a capacious old mansion at Fried? richsruhe, the ''The Man of Blood and Iron' awaits the coming of "cold obstruction." He is seventy-eight, but hale and hearty yet, retaining the same matchles personality which won at Sadowa, and the same lightening like rapidity of thought and action which made him, in truth, the sov? ereign of Germany. Like most great men, in youth he was wild and roys tering, the terror of weaker students, one with whose course the rector magnificus deemed it unwise to inter? fere ; yet he was intrepid even as a trencher master, aud the Devil von Bismarck of the university displayed the same rigid determination to excel as did the Statesman von Bismarck of the outer world. Strange fact, that from the ungovernable excesses of a wanton youth, he should erect the pedestal on which he stands a hero to unborn ages I The twenty-eight duels through which he passed victoriously at col? lege were prophetic of the twenty eight years of conflict during which he literally dictated the affairs of his own and neighboring nations. I doubt if a single moment passed after he attained his majority in which he was not conscious that his life was to be a great oni for the world. It is a trait which genius often possesses?this self-knowledge of self-importance. Bismarck's career was not one of dazzling surprises as was Napoleon's or of mathematical exactness as was Wellington's. Its manifold hues can? not be caught within the focus of a flash-light camera. It was a daily exposition of rare endowments?a continuous chain of brilliant achieve? ments, every link of which must of necessity be considered. I Cardinal Wolsey in the play, speaks no idle words. To "fall like Lucifer" is the inevitable end of the great dic? tators. Bismarck was powerless against the sovereign fate which makes and mars; the young emperor disliked him; he had lost favor in his old age; and the result was his retire? ment from public life. But I doubt if the ex-premier rues his lot. His life is dreaming itself away in a series of pleasure-steeped days. He is the loved master of many servants, and the undisturbed ruler of his spreading acres?an em? pire more satisfying than that which Wilhelm governs?with never a head? strong minister or a rebellious reich stag. And on each recurring feast of fools, the birthday of this demigod, the peasantry of Germany gather in the grounds at Friedrichsruhe to toast his name with ovation and acclaim such as no living king commands. Shakespeare put into the mouth of Puck, a boast which, in the light of the present, partakes strangely of the nature of prophecy. The scientists of this century have "put a girdle round about the earth" in less than "forty seconds." It has not been accomplished by the magical agencies of a fairy world, but by a stupendous achievement of brain and will?the imprisonment of the ethereal?the subjection of nature's most ungovern? able element to the willing service of humanity. From Franklin to Edison the en? larging of the field of electrical knowledge has been rapid and start? ling. Life has been simplified, labor lessened and the impossible well nigh accomplished. The telegraph, the phonograph, the telephone, the elec? tric car, the electric light, other elec? tric machines of every degree have all sprung from the fertile world of the nineteenth centuiy creative genius. Man, having won from earth every? thing she has to yield, turned cloud ward, and filched from the firmament. Slender strings of steel link Yeddo with New York, and the seemingly senseless ticking of a small instru? ment, announces in Chicago the do? ings of the czar. The orations of Gladstone are converted into clicks, and the citizen of Cape Colony ap? plauds their sentiment shortly after the echoes cease to reverberate through the houses of parliament. Pope Leo speaks a few sentences into a box-like affair at Rome?a few weeks later they are ground out in Chicago, with the identical articulation, tone and emphasis with which they were uttered. The human voice is heard distinctly half way across the conti? nent. Vehicles glide along the streets, j propelled by an unseen power?to buy a nickel's worth of lightning is noth? ing but to get aboard and ride. Thou? sands of brilliant lights burst forth simultaneously. A condemned crimi? nal sits in a chair, and death comes as quietly as the twilight and painlessly as sleep. The pressure of a button releases the steam-giant and starts ponderous engines in the twinkling of an eye. Man stands proudly amid it all. The unwilling service of his fel? low-human is denied him, but he has made a greater captive. The light? ning has superseded the negro, and is slave to all alike. Unpretentiously, at Orange, N. J., dwells the great brained wizard of the wonderland of science, and the reward of his inventions is the proudest of our country's boasts. Journalism, the greatest education? al agency of this earth, cannot be ex? cluded from the catalogue of wonders. The press is an object lesson of the conquering mind of man. The crude and tiresome device of Caxton is now the mammoth perfecting monument of mechanism ; the small, semi-occasion? al sheet of a century ago is now the great budget of closely printed pages, recording, twice daily, the progress of the world. Millions of votaries serve this "tenth muse" with an inflexible faithfulness, and the people of the day, though accustomed by repeated surprises \q goirot nothing impossible, tax credulity to its utmost in watching the ffliraCuiou's achievements of the dauntless copartnership of trclcnt and type The artist has come to the aid of the reporter ; expressive pictures re? lieve the sameness of the printed col? umns ; the soundest judgments of the day speak their minds freely from the editorial chair. There is no character too high for the criticism of the edi tor, and no place too sacred for the invasion of the reporter. The geni of the pencil and pad are everywhere at once. "While one is piercing the Af? rican wilderness, fatigued and thirsty, another strolls through Fifth avenue solons and notes the gorgeous cos? tumes and magnificent decorations One witnesses a real tragedy on a dark street at midnight; another sits calm ly at the play and describes a feigned emotion or an acted murder. And all these, in their several ways, are pre? paring your morning eulightment. Nor is the newspaper at all partial in its disclosures ; it is' the spirit of equality, and tells as much to mendi cant as to millionaire. William Ewart Gladstone came into eminence as the rising sun?he rose on the wings of a great principle? wings which stili waft him through the empyrean. Men cannot fight for liberty without attracting attention. It is a cause which yields laurels of glory to its every promoter. It gave the name of Cromwell the association of heroism; it placed Washington among the fixed stars ; it is focusing the attention of the world upon the "grand old man." England is awakening to the de mands of a world which is rapidly be coming universally Democratic. The heel upon the neck is a tableau which is fast disappearing from view. Ire land has been the scene of greatstrug gles for right. The emerald is be? daubed with the slime of inferiority. The growth of the shamrock is stunt? ed by the weeds of inherited sover? eignty. The sturdy Irishman looks upon his country's pa3t history and reads but one word across the page? oppression: he "dips into the fu ture," and the curtain which ob structed his view is lit by the likeness of an aged statesman. Hope mounts higher?"perhaps he will redeem us yet." Gladstone has many enemies. A few of these are actuated by honest opinions, but the greater number is composed of dolts and demagogues? simple poseurs, ciphers in the sum to tal of humanity, and anglomaniacs? prodigies late known to earth?with their Scotch castles, built by the un requited sweat of American brows and their tory newspapers?journalis tic hobby horses on which their own ers ho'pe to ride into the peerage. But liberty will win. Ireland will be self-governed, and Gladstone will stand forth in heroic outlines above the cringing corruptness, the hypo? critical mock justice of the Heeps and Quilts of English politics. The stupendous achievement of en gineering which is exemplified in the Brooklyn bridge may' well be classed with the century's wonders. The spanning of such a body of water as East River was no easy task, and only by the pluck and push of the citizens of the great twin cities, coupled with the genius of the engineers was the work accomplished. No such bridge was ever before constructed, and the Roeblings have connected their names indissolubly with the record of great works for the convenience of the race And now, in the twilight of thecen tury, comes the world, civilized and uncivilized, to participate in the peer? less panorama at Chicago. The cele? bration of the results of the greatest voyage that ever was sailed goes on apace. Millions are lavishly spent, the finest buildings ever constructed rise on the shores of the wide-stretch? ing lake, and "Columbus?1492" are the tocsin words of triumph. The wise and great of earth drop in to see this climax of exhibitions. Princes, princesses, dukes, courts and other titular dignitaries cross the Atlantic, led by the curiosity that promises and the circumstances which ensure sights well worth the seeing. Chicago ex? tends the hand of hospitality to all; it is western America's debut into world wide prominence. We have won from the uncertain? ties of attempt the certainties of ac complishmant; we have rebuilt, in twenty-five years, the structure of na? tionhood which the internecine con flict well-nigh demolished, and we erect our own monuments from the now historic soil of Jackson Park. There science, art, trade, agriculture, manufacture and law display the in creased stature of a hundred years ; there strange people from stranger lands walk beneath the searchlight of sight-seeing; there is a wondrous maze of freaks and frescoes, statues and State buildings, potentates and pickpockets, mongers and millionaires, greenhorns and globe trotters, cosmo? polites and Carter Harrisons. After witnessing such an exhibition as this no poet need whisper in our car : "To be living is sublim0." Thus imperfectly have I outlined what to my prescribed vision are the "seven wonders of the nineteenth century;" they are of that grand group of things earthly which defy forgetfulness? "And the Lord is the maker of them all!" Brief It*m.p. Walnuts came from Persia. Coffee grows wild in the Soudan. The United States if the richest na? tion on earth. The Egyptians kneaded their bread with their feet. Brooklyn has 355 churches and G95 secret society lodges. Chicago has 384 Churches, and 1,088 secret society lodges. Seventy-five per cent, of New York? ers live in vented houses. During the reign of Henry VIII, 300 beggars were executed in one year for soliciting alms. The agricultural resources of the U. S. are equal to supporting a popula? tion of one billion people. There are nearly 200,000 negro Catholics in the United States. America spends $1,309,750,000 per year for intoxicants. 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It had been sown with shot and biadcd thick with steel on the previous afternoon, and the harvest of death was ungathered, lying in winnows along the ghastly furrows that had been cut by the red plough? share of war. The infantry line stretched far away to the right, and their gray uniforms blending with the hazy atmosphere gave them a very shadowy appearance. Many of the regiments were indeed but shadows of what they had been at noon on the preceding day. Some were in line without even one commissioned officer, and others with but the normal strength of a single company. For example, as attested by the official record, the 26th North Carolina enter? ed the battle with 800 rank and file, and, although none were captured, but eighty answered to their names at the close of the day. Col. Henry K. Burgwyn, Jr., who commanded it, and all the field officers were killed. Capt. H. C. Albright, who took command of it after the battle, was its only com? missioned officer left unwounded. Company H of tho same regiment went in with eighty-four men and three officers and came out with but one man standing upon his feet, all the others having been killed or wounded. I knew the sole unstricken survivor well. He was Private John Secrest, a robust young farmer of Mecklenburg County, North Carolina, and I regret to state that instead or being grateful to Providence for hav? ing plucked him as a brand from tho burning, he grumbled loudly over the loss of one of his shoes, torn from his foot by a grape shot that struck the heel while he was falling back in good order. The fifty squadrons of horse that were awaiting orders in a dreamy half ?leep were commanded by Brig. Gen. Wade Hampton. He was the beau ideal of a cavalry commander; of tall, heroic form, a superb horseman, brave ind enterprising without being rash, ind with daring always tempered by sound judgment. He was unquestion? ably the strongest man in the Confed? erate service, and the only one in either army who, enlisting as a private soldier, rose to the rank of lieutenant general. But, although a judicious Commander, he was possessed of a knightly spirit of adventure, and, as ldventures come to the adventurous, bis brilliant military career was mark 3d by many thrilling personal experi? ences. But a brave heart is no buckler igainst a steel blade, as Gen. Hamp? ton realized that morning. Hearing a bullet hiss just over his head he turn id his face toward the belt of open cvoods on his left in time to see the Hash of a gun at a point about three bundreu yards away, and then he beard another leaden messenger cut the air near him. He at once rode at i brisk trot in the direction of the timber to find out the early bird of the sharpshooter who thus broke upon the quiet of the morning with his ?hrill note of battle.. When he had ridden about one hundred and seventy five yards at a right oblique he came to a high stake and rider rail fence. Looking to the front he saw, standing cn a large stump, some four or five Pect in height, a soldier whose blue coat bound with orange-colored braid, and pantaloons with stripes of the same color on the outer seams, indi? cated that he was a United States cavalryman. He seemed to be what the Scots term a "braw lad," and, although not engaged in a political campaign, had "taken the stump," doubtless that he might get a better view of the Confederate troops on the elevated plateau south of the woods. The contour of the ground hid Gen. Hampton from his command when he halted at the fence. As he drew his pistol the quick-eyed skirmisher saw him, and they both fired at the same instant. The ball from the soldier's rifled carbine splintered a rail near the horse'H head, and that from Wade Hampton's 44-calibre revolver made the bark fly from the stump. The duel was clearly irregular, as there were no seconds, and the principals were about one hundred and twenty five yards apart instead of fifteen or twenty paces, as prescribed by the Code of Honor, and they were une? qually armed, although each was within fair range of the other's weapon. Hampton held his pistol muzzle up, at a ready, and courteously waited on his antagonist, who threw back the lever of his carbine, and, flinging out the empty shell, put in a fresh cartridge. Again the reports of the carbine and pistol blended, and a bullet passed through Hampton's gray cavalry cape, grazing his right breast. The soldier then inserted a third cartridge, but could not close the breech of his rifle, the trouble evi? dently beiLo that the gun was foul, and hence the butt of the metallic case did not go in flush with the socket. He raised his right hand with the palm to the front, as if to say to his adversary. "Wait a bit, I'll soon be with you," and then drew his wip? ing rod and, after driving out the stuck cartridge, took a piece of rag from his pocket, and wetting it with bis tongue, attached it to the slit in the rod and deliberately cleaned out his carbine. The delay sorely taxed the patience of Hampton, as it would that of any gentleman who was kept waiting to be shot at. But he was as incapable of taking an unfair advan? tage of his enemy then as he was at Brandy Station, where, during the fiercest cavalry engagement of the war, he dashed up to a Federal colonel to cut him down, but seeing that his sword arm was disabled, saluted him instead and passed on to seek another foe. The high-roosting cock of the woods soon relieved him by again opening fire, but at Hampton's return shot the carbine fell from his grasp and he jumped down, and, after picking it up with his left hand, retired to the rear. At that moment Gen. Hampton re? ceived a blow on the back of his head that would have unhorsed a less stal? wart rider. He turned upon his as? sailant, who instantly wheeled his horse and fled at full speed. Hamp? ton followed quickly in pursuit, his thoroughbred mare springing forward at the touch of the spur. The fleeing Federal officer, for such his uniform stamped him, was also well mounted, but Hampton overtook him, and level? ling a pistol within thre'C feet of his head, pulled trigger. But tho cap Spppoa. Several tfipes he pulled, but with the Same result". The Union officer bounded on as if conscious of his peril. Hampton was about to draw his sword when' his intended quarry turn? ed short off to trVc left through a gap in the fence which Hampton himself had not seen until borne past it. He had the flatisfaction of hurling the pistol rft his flying foe, accompanying it with soin'e words which did not en? tirely become his cifftraefcr as a ves? tryman of the Protestant Episcopal Church, but that was all. Gen. Hampton found that the Union j officer's sword had given him a deep ; gash about four inches in length, and that but for the thick felt hat and I heavy suit of hair he wore would have cut to the brain. A few inches of ! courtplaster enabled him to keep on duty until he received a severe gun shot wound in the leg at the end of I the battle. Ten yesrs later Col. Frank Hampton, a young brother of I the General's, while on a visit to I Mobile became acquainted with a gen- j tleman from" Detroit who had been an officer in the Union army. A few days after their introduction the Detroit I man said: "Colonel, I sought your acquaintance in order that through you I might make the amende honora-} ble to your brother, Gen. Wade Hamp? ton. The sabre cut that he received on the head at Gettysburg was inflict? ed by me, and the matter has troubled me greatly ever since. It was my only I act during the war that I regret. I j was a young fellow then of 22 and a J lieutenant in the 6th Michigan cavalry. Seeing a solitary Confederate firing J into our lines I determined to capture J him. There was nothing about him J to indicate his rank, but I presumed that he was an officer. The bend in j the fence prevented him from noticing my approach. Indeed he was looking j to the front as I came on his rear, and I the ground being soft near the fence line, he did not hear my horse's step. I I would have run him through with my sword, but I was incapable of stabbing any man in the back. I saw that when I got near him that he was of formidable stature, and as his pis? tol was in his hand I was sure that if I ordered him to surrender he would instantly turn and fire upon me. He was mounted on a horse of light chest? nut color, which I thought was the finest animal I had ever seen. It was j a sore temptation to a cavalry officer, and I at once changed my plan ana decided to unhorse the rider and cap? ture his splendid mount. An I struck the blow he turned upon me. It was a half mile race for life. I heard his pistol snap three times at my back, and also his parting curse as I went through the gap in the fence." Col. Hampton delivered the explan? ation tendered by Major S., (for he rose to that rank,) and later Gen. Hampton acknowledged it by letter, assuring Major S. that it had given him great gratification, and since he had received it he could only regard the failure of his pistol to fire with a deep sense of gratitude to Him in whose hands are the balance of life and death. In reply to an inquiry to Hampton Major S. wrote that the name of the rollicking rifleman was Frank Pearson ; that he was but 19 years old at the time of the duel; that the pistol ball had wounded him a few inches above the wrist, and that he was mustered out of service at the close of the war as lieutenant, and was a successful farmer living near Kalamazoo, Mich. Subsequently Gen. Hampton received a letter from Mr. Pearson himself in which he assured the General that he was glad he had missed him, and the General responded that he was very sorry that he had wounded Private Pearson. Obeyed Orders Strictly. "When I was a youngster of seven? teen," said a successful business man to a Detroit Free Press reporter, "I got a job as collector with a man who was about as strict a martinet as I ever saw. He insisted on everything being done just as he said, and there were times when life was verily a bur? den, but I stuck to him for six months, then we had a difference. It was this way: One morning he called me up and handed me a bill on a man I knew and said to me to take it around and collect it. ?'"It's one of our standbys,' he sajd, 'and every collector I ever sent to him reported him absent or not findable or something. Now you go and don't come back here till you see him.' "'Do you mean that?' I asked, as two or three clerks looked up. " 'You know me,' was all he said in reply, and I went out after my man. "He wasn't at home, the people said, and wouldn't be for six weeks. So I stuck the bill in my pocket and went off up the country on a visit. The old man sent after me half a dozen times, but my folks could only tell I was out of town, and I never paid any attention to a letter I got from the boss, but went on enjoying myself. Then I came back and had a visit with some other friends, and at the end of six weeks I called on my man again with the bill. I found him at home, and told him what I had done, and he paralyzed me by paying the bill with interest. Two hours later I stepped into the boss's office. " 'There,' I said, before he had time to gather his wits, 'is the amount of your bill and interest. He was out of town for six weeks, and I couldn't see him before. You told me not to come back till I did see him, and I was obeying your instructions. I had a rattling good time and the house owes me six weeks salary. "The old man gasped, got blue in the face and I thought he was going to explode, but he didn't; he gulped it all down and stuck out his hand. " 'Young man,' he said, 'you ought to have been a soldier ; I'm going to put you in charge of the collection department and double your salary.' And," concluded the merchant, "when I was twenty-five I was a partner." ? Some months ago, a young man of Warren, Indiana, wrote his name and address on an egg he was shipping, and a short time ago he received a letter from a resident of Sydney, Aus? tralia. The writer said that probably the sender might be interested in knowing how far this egg traveled in finding a customer. . ? Oh ! tongue of man, what great? ness thine ! and yet of all things evil thou canst be the worst. Attuned to music, how doest thou thrill the soul with melody; and yet how often doest thou prostitute thine almost infinite powers and descend into darkest infa? my. Words of comfort, of hope, of love thou speakest, and yet how with? ering thy blight when by hate or malice impelled ! A ministering saint art thou, or devil incarnate ; and from the fullness of the heart thou speak* est, whether hies* or gum! I All Sorts of Paragraphs. ! ?? A foolish friend does more harm j than a wise enemy. ? Talk aboot sensational trials: wait till 7011 hear the recording angel's i testimony. j ?? Fasts of from 30 to 40 days are of j common occurrence among the religi? ous fanatics of India. ? The Iowa farmers have paid off ? $600,000 of mortgage indebtedness da I ring the last three months. ' ? A Parisian dentist filled a hole the size of a silver dollar in an ele? phant's tooth with composition and tin. ? A farm of more than 2,000 acres, near the Delaware Water Gap, is devoted entirely to the cultivation of celery. ? 3Iore than four-fifths of the mur? ders in the United States last year were by men who had no regular occu? pation. ? Electric pianos, which play them? selves, the keys being depressed as though by some unseen hand, are now being manufactured. ? "I am going to marry your sister, Johnny, and take her far away. What do you think of that ?" "Guess I can stand it if you can." ? At Defiance, la., there is a "liv? ing skeleton" in the person of a man who is 5 feet and 8 inches tall and who weighs but 65 pounds. ? Young women in Denmark are able to insure against being old maids. Should they remain spinsters at 40 they receive a weekly allowance. ? A well recently dug in the Arctic regions near the Okhotsk Sea proves that the ground in that vicinity is frozen to a depth of nearly 50 feet. ? Some people have yet to learn that there is a wide difference between making a business of one's religion and making a relieion of one's busi? ness. ? The largest Sunday School library in the world is in Washington, D. C. It is the property of the Assembly" Presbyterian church. The librarian is J. C. Stout, of the senate library. ? The only monstrosity mentioned in the Bible was the giant who, had "six fingers oa every hand and on every foot six toes, four and twenty in all." See Samuel IL, xxi., 20. ? Gump: I wish a fellow could borrow money as easily as he can bor? row trouble. Hump: If you could make money as easily as you can make trouble, you wouldn't need to borrow any. ? The Mjkado of Japan has recent? ly issued a decree allowing a Japanese woman to lead, if she chooses, a single life. Hitherto, if found unmarried after a certain age, a husband was selected for her by law. ? Miss Arabella: Don't you think I look dreadfully pale, doctor ? The Doctor: Yes, indeed, you do, made? moiselle. "Then what do you advise me to do?" "Wipe some of the pow? der off your face." ? Uncle: Now, Robbie, if I gave you 20 cents and Ned promised you 10 more how much would you have ? Robbie: Twenty cents. Uncle: How can that be ? Robbie : 'Cause Ned wouldn^t pay his. ? It costs about $4,700 per shot to fire one of Krapp's 130-ton steel guns. The gun costs $195,000, and it can only be fired at the most 60 times. The gun has a range of 15 miles, and the projectiles weigh 2,000 pounds. ? Father?"Yes, I admit your lover has a good income, but he has very expensive tastes, very." Daughter? "You amaze me, what does he ever want that is so very expensive?" 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