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LITTLE LOVE LOU. Little love Lon, how your lashes glisten, Your soft cheek flushes, your soft eyes fill With dancing drops while the people listen To hear your tenderly voiced "I willi" And how you glow when the golden fetter Encircles your finger and makes us two One for the worse and one for the better And one till death parts us, my little love Lou. Little love Lou, the great organ closes The rite with a jubilant thunder song, And down from the chancel and over the roses They scatter before you we pass along. A conquering prince with my laurels on me, I feel as I traverse the aisle with you Oh, prouder than king of the queen I've won me, I lead out my little wife, little love Lou. -London Daily Mail RAHAPO PASS. In the summer of 1781 the forces of Washington lay for six weeks at Dobbs Ferry, on the Hudson. Every day Sir Henry Clinton, who was in command of the British in New York, liad been expecting an attack, and we now know Washington had been preparing to move against the city, but the failure of Count de Grasse, who was holding the French fleet at the West Indies, toco-operate with the troops on land had com pelled him to abandon the project, and he had decided to move rapidly to the south and attack Cornwallis, who was then in Virginia. But he was very desirous that Clinton should not suspect his plan, for he might prevent the march or send re-enforcements to Cornwallis, and either action would hinder if it ?id not defeat his project. So the American commander bent all his energies to deceive the British and make them think that New York was still the place to be attacked. Indeed we know that even after the march was begun the French troops, who went by the way of Perth Am boy, there stopped to build ovens and boats and gave out that they were about to attack the posts on Staten Island and then move against the city. There were other means that Washington used, however, to produce the same impression even before his army left Dobbs Ferry, and it is with one of these that this story has to do. "I want to see Dominie Mon tagniel" said an orderly to a com pany of men who were seated near a tent in the camp at Dobbs Ferry. "There he is over there," replied one of the soldiers, pointing to i young man not far away. "That Dominie Montagniel" said the orderly. "Why, he's onlv a boy." "Boy ?r not, he's one of the stanchest Whigs in all this region. There isn't a better man in all the Continental army, " replied the sol dier. The orderly left, and as he ap proached the young man shrewdly scanned his face. Evidently he was satisfied with what he saw, for he at once addressed bim: "Is this Dominie Montagnie?" "Yes," replied the young preach er, returning the look to the officer. "Well, General Washington wants to see you at once. " "Wants to see me? What fori" "I don't know. Come with me and you will soon know. " Young Montagnie asked no further questions, but arose and accompa nied his guide to the quarters of the commander. He had never spoken to bim before, but he shared fully in the feeling of respect which all the army had for their leader, and ho was somewhat abashed when the general rose to receive him and could scarcely reply to the kind words he spoke when he was pre sented. "Yes, I have known of you, " said Washington, "and from all I can hear I am certain I can rely upon you. Is this true?" "I try to do my best, general," said Montagnie modestly. "That's right. Now, I have a very important commission for you, " And the general paused a mo ment to note the effect of his words, but the young mau only bowed, and he continued: "I want to send some dispatches by you to Morristown. You will cross the river at King's Ferry, go up by Haverstxaw and through Ram ap o pass." Montagnie looked np quickly at the words "Bamapo pass." Yes, he knew the place and too welL It was a narrow defile among the hills of New Jersey and already had been the scene of some of the most excit ing events in the Revolution. And now the cowboys and skinners held it, and if he should once fall into their hands he knew what would occur. "But, general," he ventured to stammer, "Bamapo pass is one of the headquarters of the Tories, and I shall surely be taken if I try to go that way. Why may I not go by the upper road? I am familiar with every, foot of the country. " "Young man," said Washington, stamping his foot in real or pretend ed anger, "your duty is not to talk, but toobe?." The young preacher saw that all remonstrance would be in vain, and, although he could not understand why he should not be left to select his own route, especially sinoe he was to go through a country he knew thoroughly, he only bowed his head and promised to do his best. "When am I to go?" ho inquired. "Now-just as soon as you can get ready." Just at dusk, dressed in citizen's clothing and with the dispatches sewed inside the lining of his sleeve, young Montagnie was carried across the river and started on his journey. Even a horse was denied him, but the hardv Young Continental cared little for that, and all night loni kept steadily on bis way. It was about a half hour be sunrise when he carne near to R apo pass. "My time has come, ' said to himself. "If I can once safely through this place, I havi fear of the rest of the way. " he was more excited than he kr and he was breathing rapidly ai entered the pass. He grasped heavy walking stick more tigi and glanced about him. The pass between the hills was becoming v narrow. Beside the roadway tl were only a narrow little Etri] land and the swift flowing stre that ran noisily on its way. 1 steep hillsides rose abrupt rocky.. The damp, cool air of early morning, the noise of stream, the threatening cliffs ? bowlders, which might conceal sc vf his enemies, all increased nervous dread of the messenger, J he quickened his steps. O through, his greatest danger wo be passed. "This will never do," thou, Montagnie. "If any one is wat ing me, I shall arouse his suspici if I run. " And he began to walk surely, although his fear increa each moment. Up to this time had seen no one and had met no terruption on his journey. Perhi his kfear was unreasonable, but had thought so muoh and so long this place and was so familiar w the stories of the deeds of the m dering cowboys there that ev< sense was alert Several times thought he saw faces peering < from behind th? bowlders, but had not stopped and now he was most through the pass. Yes, could see where the valley beca: wide before him, and soon he woi be out from under these terri cliffs, with their long shadows a dark hiding places. He began breathe more freely now and ag? quickened his pace. Harkl What was that? stopped and listened, and in a n ment he knew he had not been < ceived. He could hear the sound approaching horsemen, and th were coming rapidly down the ro j before him. He glanced behind for a nidi place, and already had started climb the cliffs when he caug sight of the approaching men a: realized that he could not gail place of concealment before tb would be near enough to see hi] Perhaps they had already discover him. There was nothing left but resume his place in the road, wa on as though he neither feared n suspected anything and keep on bold a face as possible. But if b face was bold, it was the ouly bo thing about him, for his heart sai when he saw the six men enter ti pas s and bring their horses to a wa when they noticed the stranger. He could see their faces now, ai his alarm increased when he reco nized the leader as Bichard Smit He had been at Goshen when his f ther, Claudius Smith, along wii Gordon and De la Mar, had bet hanged. Montagnie knew what desperado Claudius Smith had bee: and what a terror his gang of co\ boys had been in Orange county ai along the borders of New Jerse; Many rewards had been offered f( his arrest, and about a year and half before this time he had bee captured at Oyster Bay and taken 1 Goshen, where he was chained 1 the floor of the jail and a stron guard placed over him. All his efforts to escape had bee in vain, and with his two oompai ions he had been hanged, as Moi tagnie himself knew, for he ha been in Goshen on that very daj But Smith's son, Bichard, had bee avenging the death of his fathe] and the poor Whigs in that regio had been suffering more at his hand than they had from his fathei These were the thoughts that wer passing rapidly through the mind c the messenger, and there was thi desperado, Bichard Smith, af proaching and with him five me as desperate as he at his back. Wha villainous looking men they were He grasped his walking stick mor firmly and tried to appear calm. "Good morrow, gentlemen," sai Montagnie. A gruff word was the only reply but each man was glancing sharpl; at him Evidently they were suspi cious, but, as they passed on. Mon tagnie breathed more easily. Tb danger was almost passed and in ? moment he would be beyond thei: j sight But he was not to escape so easily : Without turning his head he wa: j aware that they had stopped anc were watching him. The momen was a critical one. Would it nevei come to an end ? "Hold, strangerl" called one o? the men. "You travel early. " The messenger stopped-for there was nothing else to be done-and waited their approach. They soon gathered about him, and he knew his only hope lay in his being calm. "Yes," ne replied, "and neithoi are you late in your start. " "Whither might you be bound?" said Smith, ignoring his words. "Oh. up the road here, among the hills. " Smith laughed derisively as he re plied: "That won't do. Up the road may lead to Morristown or it may be New York. You'll have to givo an account of yoursolf. " The young preacher glanced quickly about him. Shou.d ho try to fight? Six men, armed and mounted, were before him, and they would think no more of shooting him than they would a squirrel by i the roadside. But the leader had ! not failed to note His Hesitation, a] he turned to his men and sai j "Search him, boys. If he's straigl it'll do no harm, and if he isn't il ? ^he thing to be done. " ? In a moment Montagnie had fe , gotten his caution. If the pape - were found, they would perhaps k: him, and if he must die he wou > sell his life as dearly as possibl . He had been so quiet that the tv . who approached were taken c , their guard when he sudden . whirled his heavy stick and strut ? one a heavy blow and then turn? s to the other. With a bound 1 ! leaped over the fallen men ni , started for the cliffs. It was a de [ perate venture, and every momei , he expected to hear the sound < , their guns. He struggled on, ho\ [ ever, unmindful of everything bi ) his own desire to escape. , "Don't shoot I Don't shoot!" 1 [ heard Smith call. "He may 1 , worth more alive than dead. Hi I ha 1 Who would have thought sue a peaceable looking youngster wou. ; have given such a rap?" And 1 , laughed again when he saw ho , angry his companions were. "Tal . after him; be quick or he'll gi away. " i Montagnie was struggling despe: ately to make his way up the hil i j side. For a moment he thougl , they had abandoned the pursuit, a ! though he wondered why they di not shoot, but he soon understood : all when he saw two of the me coming toward him. They ha i known of a path, and, by taking i : had been able to gain the height , above. To attempt further flight was us< i less now, and without a word he ?6 i lowed his captors to the road be , neath. i "Take him up to the hut, boys, said Smith, and the messenger soo: i found himself in a rude log hous about 200 yards from the road am concealed among the denies of th i hills. "Now search him, " said the lead er, and the men immediately bega: ! to do his bidding. His three coi nered hat was out into pieces, bu nothing was found in it. Next hi coat was taken off, and in a mom en one of them exclaimed: "Here' something. It's inside the lining.' : And he cut open the sleeve and tool out the dispatches, which ho tossec to Smith . The leader quickly openet them, and as he read the other: watched him keenly. "It's a good find, boys, and al right. That's what comes of mak ing a general out of a farmer. Wh< was the fool that tried to hide tbii in the lining of a sleeve?" he in quired, turning to Montagnie "Why, it's the very first place we'e look into. And you must have beer drunk to think you could get through Bamapo pass with them. You don't look like a lack wit, bul you must have been not to have taken the upper road. But Clintor will be glad to get this! Now, boys, what shall we do with this fellow, hang him or send him away?" "Shoot him!" said the one whom the messenger had struck. "Iff none too good for him." "Well see about that a little later," replied Smith. "We've got to get this letter to Clinton the first we do. " Two were left with the prisoner as a guard and the others soon rode -way. For three days and nights Montagnie lay in the hut, bound hand and foot Not for a moment were the cords loosened, and each day his guard told him they were about to take him out and hang him and leave his body on a tree by the roadside as a warning to all Whigs. The preacher had tully resigned j himself and expected daily the I threat would be put into exeoution. On the fourth day Smith returned, and, after a hurried consultation with the guards, rode away. The prisoner's hands were loosened and his aching limbs were rubbed by the guard, but he had no other thought than that he was being pre pared for his execution. According ly, when in a few hours he was bid den to follow them out of the hut, he glanced on every side for the rope he thought to see dangling from some trea As he walked on his thoughts were somewhat bitter against Washington. Why had he insisted upon his coming through Bamapo pass? If he had been left to his own devices, he would have taken the upper road and never would have fallen into the power of these desperadoes. "Can you ride?" said one of the men abruptly. "Yes," replied the preacher. Were they about to mount him on a horse and then start the horse off after the noose had been adjusted? He had heard of that plan having been used. But he had no time for medita tion, for they came to a place where three horses were waiting. Almost before he knew what had occurred, the prisoner found himself mounted and riding rapidly along the road, with one guard on either side. What could it mean? He saw no rope and not a word was spoken. On and on they went, and gradually it dawned upon the young man's mind what the destination was to be. Nor was he mistaken, for he soon was carried across the river and placed in tho old sugar house prison in New York, one of the fa mous provost prisons of that day. "You're a great one," said thc guard to Montagnie tho next day. "Those letters you had wero all about Washington's plan to attack Now York. But Clinton can take a hint, and everybody in tho city is ?Otting.roady to receive tho rebels." 'i nen ne TOOK rrom n*rs poc?Si ucVpy of Rivington's Gazetto, which con tained a long account of bis capture, the nature of the dispatches he had carried and the use Sir Henry was making of the information he had gained. Suddenly, as the guard finished his reading, Montagnie laughed aloud. "What are you laughing at?" asked the angry guard as he left "I don't see anything funny in that." But the prisoner did, and all his bitterness toward Washington had vanished in a moment. Now he un derstood it all. Washington had in tended all the time to have him tak en prisoner with those dispatches on his person and thus to hold the British in New York while he start ed for Virginia. How well he held them we know from the faot that when Sir Henry next heard of him he was already beyond the Delaware, too far away to be pursued, and it was too late to send word or aid to Cornwallis. As for Parson Montagnie, he was not long kept a prisoner, for the war was soon ended, but for years it was his delight to tell the story of his capture. "I 1 ad read about the Greeks holding the pass of Ther mopylae," he would say, "and keep ing out the enemy, but I kept the enemy in by failing to hold the pass at Bamapo. "-Atlanta Constitution, i __ Poetry With a Sting In lt. On ono occasion when William Hamilton Hayne was visiting Sam uel Minturn Peck at the latter's home in Tuskaloosa the two poets strolled into the woods and paused to rest beneath the shadows of tho pines. "Here are your favorite pines, Hayne," said Peck. "Let's dream a few poems beneath them." " The languid summer day had its effect on them, and they were soon snoring and dreaming away. But suddenly both awoke and both started down the home road at top speed, shouting as they ran. An army of yellow jackets had discovered them, and, not being par tial to poetry, had foroibly and feel ingly resented its intrusion on their domain. Later, at supper, Peck asked: "Did you make a poem, Hayne?" "No," was the meek reply. "I made a poultice I" "So didi," said Peck.-Exchange. Sprain Remedy. A simple and efficacious remedy for a sprained wrist is to let cold water run on it every morning for some minutes, holding the wrist as far beneath the mouth of the tap aa possible, so that the water may have a good fall. After this has been done bandage it tightly, let ting the bandage remain till the next ablution. The sprain will be reduced in a few days. A Superstition Sustained. "From the way my ears burned this morning some one must have been talking about me. " "Now, that is a strange coinci dence. About 9 o'clock, was it not?" "Yep." "WelL at that moment some one in the crowd I was in was saying that you had ears to burn."-In dianapolis Journal. Her Dilemma. "It's real mean 1" the young wo man exclaimed. "What's the matter?" her mother inquired. "Before I married Herbert I made him promise to pass every evening at home with me, and now he says he's sorry he can't take me to the theater without breaking his word" -London Fun. The First Round Bale. The first "round" bale of cotton has j been on exhibition on the floor of the j Cotton Exchange for the past few days, and while its neat appearance is often spoken of there seems little praise of more substantial character. Capt. Thomas Young, a recognized authority on cotton exporting, said yesterday that the bale would not do for the Trans-Atlantic trade. The bale shown is from the press of Col. Mike Brown, Barnwell, and contains 356 pounds of cotton. It is covered with heavy jute cloth, the top, bottom and side beiDg sewn with hemp cord. But, according to Capt. Young, it would occupy more space in a ship's 1 hold than a square compressed bale weighing 500 pounds. Attention was also called by several cotton men to j the fact that it was almost impossible to get satisfactory samples from the round bale. An end sample was not desired, and to slit the bagging would mean the bursting of the bale, as it carries no hoops of any kind. It is said that the round bale would occupy more room in freight cars and would be more troublesome to handle than an ordinarily put up bale, for the rea son that hooks could not be used with any safety upon cotton simply confin ed in cloth without bands. CASTOR IA For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought Signaturo of - - mm ? -- - If you would judge yourself as severely as you judge others, you would bo saved from a great many mistakes. IA TRIUMPH OF EDUCATION. Two Blind Children, Who Never Heard a Sound, Talk to Ono Another. In St. Nicholas there is an article on "Helen Keller and Tommy Strin ger," written by William T. Ellis. Helen, the wonderful blind girl whose history is so well known, by personal appeals secured the sum necessary to educate a little boy similarly afflicted. They were sep arated sooh after the education of the boy began, and Mr. Ellis gives the following account of their meet ing, after being many years apart: Helen had been for weeks longing to see her little friend, and to many verbal messages had added her own written invitation to Tom and his teachers to visit her at her Cam bridge home. Tom himself, al though recalling little or nothing of his past acquaintance with Helen, and altogether ignorant of the debt he owed her, had begun to look for ward with pleasure to the visit. I fear that Helen's greetings to her old friends, Tom's teachers, were not so protracted as they other wise would have been ; for all the while that she was welcoming them in feminine fashion her hand was quietly moving about to discover, if possible, her long desired visitor. When she did touch his head, lier fingers ran over it lightly for an in stant, and then her arms were about his neck. The expressive features of the blind girl lighted up with a rare joy, and throughout the visit her countenance was shining. "What a fine, big boy he isl The dear little fellow 1" were her contra dictory exclamations of delight when at last she found her voice. Then her swift moving fingers began to spell messages of affection into Tom's chubby fist All this time she was running her other hand over his face or lifting up his hands to her own face and curls. Tom's comment of pleasure on touching her soft hair delighted her. It was many moments before Miss Sullivan, Helen's devoted friend and teacher, could persuade her pupil, with the small company of friends, to be seated. The two blind and deaf children, by some subtle in stinct, seemed to know at once iheir community of interest, and together they sat in a wide window seat, talk ing with eagerness and ease and ab sorbed in each other. This is not the place to report ful ly the merry chatter and eager words of these two souls that so marvelously dwell apart from the world in their realm of innocence. The strangeness of their meeting impressed her deeply. She stopped her conversation with Tom long enough to speak of this. She had been reading Tom's hand, following the movements of his fingers, as he spelled out the words with a rapid ity that would make an inexperi enced onlooker dizzy, by keeping her own hand partly closed over his. "I suppose Tom is not used to hav ing people read his hand in this way," she suggested. The progress that Tom has made since Helen last met him amazed and oharmed her. In answer to an inquiry concerning Tom's education in articulation, his teacher asked him to speak to her with his lips. The strange picture that was then presented I shall never forget The children sat together, facing each ? other, each countenance illumined with an animation that the posses- j sion of every faculty could not have increased. The older one's accom plishments are remarkable, so that in all things save the senses of sight and hearing she is not one whit be hind the most cultured and favored of young women. The other child is following close after her, along the same pathway that she has pur sued, knowing not his deficiencies even as much as his companion knows hers and withal richly en compassed by her tender sympathy. There they sit, neither having seen since babyhood a ray of light or having heard the slightest sound and yet speaking together in articu late, audible words that all present could understand, yet which were not heard by either of the speakers I One finger - of Helen's delicate hand touohed Tom's lips, and her thumb rested lightly upon his throat near the chin. He spoke to her sentence after sentence, and shs repeated aloud after him the words that he uttered, answering them with her fingers. The significance, the marvelousness of it all, was overwhelming. I doubt if the world has ever seen a greater triumph of education. A Good Way Out. "Did you come across any brig ands in Sicily?" "Plenty. But I always got the better of them." "How so?" "Oh, simply enough. Every time I met a suspicious look ing charaoter on the road I went up to him and asked an alms. "-Cou rier du Midi. Men Are Unkind. Benedict (proudly) - My wife kisses me good night regularly. Bounder (bitterly)-Women are suspicious creatures, ain't they? Boston Herald. A stubborn cough or tickling in the throat yields to One Minute Cough Cure. Harmless in ofteot, touches the right spot, reliable and just what is wanted. It acts at ou ce. Evans Pharmacy. - Thc simplest and perhaps the most impressive marriage ceremony is that in use among the Cherokee In dians. Thc man and woman join hands over a running stream, which is sym bolic of thc desire that their lives should thereafter flow in thc same channel. OLD MAIDS IN BERMUDA. Marrying an Alien Means Lost? of a Wom an's Landed Estate. In spite of the pre-eminence of tho spinster in New England, tbe pro portion of unmarried women is greater in the British colony of Ber muda than anywhere else on this side of the Atlantic ocean. The semitropical climate of the islands, together with their isolation, has made of the white inhabitants of English stock a quiet, almost a slug gish, people of a simplicity nearly Arcadian. The women especially, many of whom have led very cir cumscribed lives, never leaving the islands, cultivate an old fashioned hospitality and possess a natural ease of manner that seems to rise from perfect faith in other people. Crime is very rare in Bermuda, part ly because it is extremely difficult for a criminal to get off the islands. Bermudan women are excellent housekeepers and bring up large families of children, the favorite chicks of a flock being sent, in some cases, to the states for education. In matters of etiquette these flocks are much more exact than Ameri cans. They are a comfortable, well to do set of people, with here and there a family possessing ample means. As in England, property, especially real estate, remains in the same family for a long period, some of the descendants of the original settlers still possessing lands that never have passed out of their fam ilies. It is conservatism as to real estate ownership that keeps up the supply of spinsters. No alien can acquire a title to land in Bermuda either by purchase or inheritance. This law is directed mainly against the Por tuguese, who have flocked to the colony and taken to growing onions. So long as these intruders own no land they have no vote, and the difficulty of naturalization and the property qualifications combine to make a double barrier, protecting the natives in their control of things. But the law provides, further, that if a woman owning land mar ries an alien she forfeits her real es tate and becomes incapable of in heriting any. They have no "squaw men" in Bermuda. This law is not very popular with young women, who see their brothers and sweet hearts paying court to American girls with comfortable incomes. The number of Americans who have become residents of Bermuda is smaller than it would be under dif ferent land laws, but the winter colony is a large one, and the most energetic business men of Hamilton, the capital of the islands, are from the States. Marriages result of Ber mudan men with American girls, but in a community where so large a large proportion of all property is land Bermudan girls are prevented from retaliating. There are in tances where girls renounce their birthrights, but penniless belles are not universally attractive. - New York Tribune. Slightly Embarrassed Him. A good Btory is told on a certain minister not a thousand miles from here. He made a call recently at a home which had not long before been blessed by the arrival of a new baby. He waa met at the door by the lady of the house, and after the usual saluta tion, asked after the baby's health. The lady, who was a little hard of hearing and suffering with the grip, did not quite understand him, and thinking he was asking about her cold, answered that although she usually had one every winter, this was the worst one she had ever had; it kept her awake nights a good deal, and at first confined her to her bed. Then, noticing that her visitor was getting nervous, she said that she could tell by his looks that he was going to have one just like hers, and asked him to go in and sit down.-Henderson Gold Leaf. When you call for Dewitt's Witch Ha zel Salve, the great pile cure, don't accept anything else. Don't be talked into ac cepting a subatiiute, for piles, for sores, for burns. Evans Pharmacy. - The facetious boarder had the train all laid for a killing joke. "It's a wonder," he said, "that you didn't serve up this hen, feathers and all." 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