The Anderson intelligencer. (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, April 12, 1899, Page 7, Image 7

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ROUND THE WALLS OF RAMADAN. Orchards stretch their bloomy span Round the walls of Hamadan, Purples deepen on the grape, Lyric brooks make blithe escape, Yet are all the glories gone : . That the lord cf Hacedor j Saw ere drew the revel on. And the Bacchic orgy ran Round the -walls of Hamadan. Gone the great sun temple where . Golden stair rose over stair : Gone the gilded galleries, ( Porticoes and palaces, And the plaintive night winds plead For the memory of the Mede, Sob for alien ears to heed, Pilgrim train and caravan, Round the walls of Hamadan. Naught of all the radiant past, Naught of all the varied, vast i Life that throbbed and thrilled rs ? mains, With its pleasures and its pains, ? Save a couchant lion lone, Mute memorial in stone Of three empires overthrown Persian, Median, Parthian Round the walls of Hamadan. All the splendor vanished, still Wheels the world for good or ilL Where's the wisdom hoary sage Shall unriddle us this page? Temples toppled from their base, Victor race o'errunning race, Yet within the ancient place Mirth and love of maid and man Round the walls of Hamr.danl -Clinton Seo'lard in Frank Leslie's Monthly. A FAVOR KETUEHED. A late fall day in the year of 1860. A Mississippi plantation, well kept and luxurious looking. A picture of life and activity such as one will find only under these conditions. The house, a big, snowy white struc ture, with tall porch pillars reaching upward two stories in height, stands at the intersection of two driveways, which curve upward in somewhat irreg ular fashion from their respective gatea in the long, rambling white board fence that surrounds the grounds. A small darky boy, clad in1 very non descript garments, is generally to be seen on one or the other of these road ways, grubbing away, not very ener getically, I'm afraid, at the accumula tion of creeping vines and weeds that threaten to obliterate the hard clay roadbed unless speedily dealt with. He is there this very afternoon, but, alas and alack, the sun's rays, slanting through the live oaks, with their long beards of southern moss, shine in vain upon his defenseless, woolly head, from which a much torn old straw hat has fallen, and the creeping vines on the roadway get a fresh start in life. Billy is fast asleep. But Billy must not be too severely blamed. It is siesta time all over Re se?e, as the plantation is called. The wide, front door of the mansion stands invitingly open, it is trne, yet every where about there is quiet, and only an occasional muslin curtain, at some up per window, flutters out into the soft southern breeze to tell of some fair slumberer perhaps within. A faint, insistent sound comes across the field to the rear of the house. Here is-the small sugar press, and here an old darky, mounted on an equally an cient mnle, is monarch of all he surveys this afternoon. Round and round he goes, every now and then stooping to gather up the cane from convenient piles and feeding it into the press, which creaks and groans like a rusty well sweep. * A long stalk of the cane serves him both as a whip for his steed and refresh ment for himself. He alternately chews at one end and vigorously slashes at the mule with the other, tossing the stalk into the press, when under this double duty its condition becomes somewhat dilapidated. There aro cotton pickers way out in the wide fields which belong to the wealthy mistress of Reserve-many of them-but they are out of the view, and not even their rich toned, monot onous melodies come wafted on the breeze. The whole place is quiet, and the sun, giving up his struggle with the sleeping darky boy by the roadway, takes a dip toward the west. Suddenly Billy sits bolt upright and thrusts out his bare foot in a vigorous kick. A small yellow dog of the plain dog variety is sniffing and nipping at his legs, with its owner coming along the read behind it. He is a forlorn looking fellow-the dog's master-a young peddler, with his pack carefully rolled in a piece of sacking and strapped to his back. His clothes are torn and frayed, his hat is stained and wem by time and many showers, his face is streaked with per spiration and dust, and there are dark circles under his eyes and lines about his mouth that to the close observer might tell of hunger and much fatigue. He comes wearily np the driveway and halts beside the darky boy, who is engaged ip brisk argument with the yellow dog. "Who lives here, boy?" he questions. "Who's your mistress?" "Mis' Hamilton, she done lib heah. What yuh want tuh know foah?" in terrogates Billy in return, a note of im pudence coming into his voice. The peddler shifts his pack. "I have some things that maybe she would like to buy-she or somebody about the place. Is that the way to the house?' pointing up the drive. "Is your mis tress at home?'' But Billy has taken to his bare feet and flown across the grass in the direc tion of the negro quarters. It takes but a few moments fer him .to rouse two or three men and boys, who, shirking work in the field, have been sleeping within on this balmy fall afternoon. They now emerge from the cabins and. led by the important Billy. . advance to meet the peddler. "Heah. wha' yuh doin heah, now? Mis' Hamilton, she don' 'low no tramps roun' dis heah jdantation. Go 'long, .now. git out'h heah, quick, now," says a burly field hand, advancing toward the peddler in a threatening manner. "Can't I see your mistress for a mo ment or some of tho women folks about the place? Maybe they would like to buy something out of my pack, "says the lad (he is no more). Iiis eye travel ing about the group of darkies in search of a friendly face. But not one does ho see. Tho group becomes re-enforced by two or three more, who come running from the cabins, drawn by the unusual excite ment, and everywhere ho sees hostility. "No, yuh can' stay roun' heah nc longah," replies the spokesman. "Yuh jes' make tracks as fas' as yuh kin, 01 -yuh'll git intuh trnbbil. " producing a stout duo rroin somewhere m tue and shaking it in front of the uni peddler. Still the latter lingers, a niornen long. "He ain't a gwine tuh go, boys we make him, "called out a vok the gronp. It spurs the others to ac "At him, now, boys!" And the at him with a will. - Whack! sounds the club over shoulders. He winces with pain, holds on stoutly to his pack. The dar incensed at his resistance, surr< him on all sides. They tear off his ? They beat him with their fists head and shoulders, the club 01 using his weapon freely. They b and kick and shout at him unti poor fellow, outnumbered ten to sinks to the ground, with blood stn ing from an ugly cut on his foreh and his precious pack scattered a him. "Now, np with him, boys, an i throw him ont'n de gate. We'll s tramps what come roun' heah dat better keep cl'ar dis heah plantatic says the leader. Three or four of stoutest fellows raised the peddler were about to carry out their inst tions when suddenly there cdmes a i mur from the rear of the group. "Heah's de missus! Heah Mis'H ilton! Holeon, now, boys I" They let fall their burden and pa: respectfully as a handsome matroi a white muslin gown, her head 1 I proudly erect and her brilliant br< eyes flashing with anger, steps into ! center of the group. "Who is this poor fellow? W have you been doing to him, Sambi she demands. "How dare you trej man like that on my plantation ! have you all horsewhipped!" Grow more and more angry as the dari i slink back without replying, she ste : over the peddler to see the extent of injuries. "Answer me, Sambo," she reil ates. "What has this man been do ; that you should so misuse him?" The burly Sambo cowers before scornful, steady gaze. "He war a tramp, Mis'Hamilton, yuh allus tole us that no tramp \ 'lowed on dis heah. plantation, so war jes' a-gettin him ofE'n oe pla j aa j "That will do," sternly interru the mistress of Reserve. "Brutes! "? would have killed him if you had 1 time, I presume. Lift him up, nc you two men, Sambo and Jonas, a carry him carefully to the house, for the rest of you," looking about 1 group, "I'll attend to you later, " ai picking up her gown, she leads the w to the house. The peddler is put to bed in a sm room in the rear of the mansion. M j Hamilton herself brings cold water a j soft linen and binds up the ugly c j in his forehead, a pretty little girl, wi j brown eyes, clinging to her skirts. LJ er he is given food, and that nig slept, for the first time in many wea weeks, without the open sky above h: or a haystack or disused old shed i his bedchamber. By the next day he is able to sit 1 and show his wares to his preserv? who buys liberally of his househc goods-linens, laces and a few ge' j gaws-and also distributes calicoes a] ginghams among the women. The with a generous sum in his pocket aj a new pair of shoes on his feet, he bi farewell to Reserve and again stai forth on his travels with a light heai "I shall never forget you, madai and your great kindness tome," he sa; in parting. "It may be that the tic will come when I can serve you." Ai the lady cf Reserve graciously ben< her head and wishes him a successf journey. Five years passed. There were mar j changes in Reserve Devastating Wi ' had robbed the household of its stalwa: 1 young master, Percy Hamilton, who, i 21, led his company to victory one sun mer day and fell before the Yank? bullets. The darkies scattered at tl first sound of war, and, without seri ants, the plantation declined and fel So did all the other Hamilton fortune and in 1865 Mrs. Hamilton, with lim of care in her face and gray hair abor her temples, found herself obliged 1 dispose of the land for a mere song to shrewd speculator who scented prof from tbe rich soil. She took ber daughter, nowa maide budding into womanhood, and went t live with some New Orleans friends, broken and sorrowful woman. Early i the seventies a party of New Orlear merchants took a trip up the Mississir pi for combined purposes of busines and pleasure. They had large plans fe improving the land and raising cot tor Incidentally, they had capital enoug to spare. "One of the richest und most produc tive plantations before tho war wa along here somewhere below Natchez, ' said one merchant to another as the; stood on the vessel's deck, looking ol into the country. "My agent secured i for me the other day, and I propose tba when we land you and I take a car riage and drive out, so that I can tak a look at my newly acquired property. ' The friend, a tall, black haired, eagl eyed merchant of the southern city readily agreed, and the two carried ou their plan that afternoon. They found tho deserted plantatioi without much difficulty. Deserted i was indeed and forlorn in tho extreme No trace left of the neat, white fences, nor semblance of well kept roadways, no thick foliaged live oaks hung with strings of moss-all gone, swept away before the relentless scythe of war. A few tumbledown sheds marked th? place where once stood a group of tidy servants' quarters, but the mansion, I once pillared and luxurious looking, ? had long since gono to ruin, tho win dows broken, tho walls crumbling where they stood. The tall, black haired merchant looked in silence for a few moments ai they drew rein in front of the house. "Do von happen to know what wai the name of this place before the wai and who owned it?" he asked his com panion. "Reserve, I believe, they called it," replied ?tlie other. "A Mrs. Hamiitoi: originally owned it, hut it has changed hands four or five times in the last six years." "? knew it," declared the first speak er. "What will you takefor this place?' turning suddenly to the other man. 1 The second merchant laughed. "Why. don't know as I want to sell. Have just bought it, in fact. " 1 But after some discussion he agreed io parr, witn me property ror a guuu round sum, and later the necessary pa pers were made out, and the transaction ended so far as he was concerned. But not so with the black haired man. With infinite pains and the ex penditure of much time and no small amount of money he managed at length to find trace of the Hamiltons who had once lived in luxury and ease upon Re serve's broad acres. There were but two of them-mother and daughter the latter a helpless invalid in the last stages of a lingering disease, and he walked in on them one afternoon in the shabby little rooms they occupied in one of the poorer districts of New Or leans. They were living veritably from hand to mouth. "I am the peddler lad whom you be friended many years ago, madam," he said simply to Mrs. Hamilton, who rose to meet him with something of her old dignity and graciousness of manner. "You were good to me that day when I came to you with my pack on my back. Now it is my turn. I have be come wealthy.- Will yon go back to live at Reserve if I restore the house and make it comfortable for you?" But this Mrs. Hamilton would not consent to do. She had a few old friends in New Orleans with whom she prefer red to spend her days, and going back to Reserve would mean the revival cf too many painful memories. She was as proud as she was poor-this southern lady whose fortunes were at so low an ebb-and it was hard indeed for her to accept bounty at any hand. But the merchant insisted, and for the sake of her daughter, whose days were numbered, she consented to tho acceptance of a plan. He established them in comfortable rooms in a pleasant neighborhood. He provided every necessity and many lux uries. He instructed his bankers to send a check for $100 to Mrs. Hamilton once a month, the same to continue un til her death. He visited mother and daughter, oared for them and comforted the broken hearted lady when her love ly, fragile child passed from things temporal to things eternal. He was and continued to be a firm and con stant, a beneficent and generous friend. Mrs. Hamilton still lives in New Or leans-an old, white haired, feeble lady. Leon Godscheau, once peddler, now wealthy wholesale merchant, has one of the largest and best known establish ments on Canal street today.-St. Louis Republic. A Dish of Tea. Etiquette is a strange affair. It changes so indisputably that what in one century will be called polite in an other will be dubbed the climax of vul garity. Take that simpls matter, for example, the drinking of tea from tho saucer. When tea was first used in England, it was drunk from a dish. In old collections of china many of these quaint pieces will be found. They are shallow basins devoid of handles. Then some one introduced cups with handles and saucers. Old fashioned folk did not care for them, and as a protest they poured their tea into the saucer and drank it from there, harking back as far as they could to the old beloved "dish." But, as to be old fashioned is usually an unpardonable social crime, people who were up to dato determined that to drink from the saucer was a vulgar habit just as bad as eating with a knife. In the kitchen and comfortable quar ters of that kind, where those who drank their tea drank it as they pre ferred, the fashion for pouring it into the saucer continued. But up stairs my lady was far too fastidious. She waited until hers cooled or drank it scalding. And so matters have gone on. Even if this year a leader of society were to start the old fashion again if would take many a long month to do away with the great prejudice there is for tea drinking out of the saucer.-Chicago Times-Herald. TeniiyMon'H Humility. fhe poet Tennyson was gifted with the grace of humility. His letters dis close his dissatisfaction with himself and his achievements. He pitched his ideals high, and he knew, none more clearly, when he failed to grasp what he had reached after. An anecdote con tributed by the Duke of Argyll and quoted by Miss Cary in her volume, "Tennyson." exhibits the poet's hu mility. "The first words I heard him utter,' says the duke, "remain indelibly im pressed upon my memory*. On being in troduced to him at an evening party in the house of Lord John Russell. I said, perhaps with some emotion: " 'I am so glad to know yon !' "Not in the tone or voice of a mere conventional reply, but in the accents of sincere humility, ho answered : " *You won't find much in me. after all.' " She Ate Ant*. A voling girl from the East Indian islands, after having traveled many thousands of miles through storm and stress, reached American shores. She was a sickly looking girl, and the phy sicians who took ber in charge soul] after her arrival decided that she was suffering from an aggravated case ol stomach trouble. Her symptoms wero tho most ; peen liai they had ever come across in the course of their wido exp?rience; however, and it required much study and many con sultations to trace the deplorable effecti back to their cause. Finally they learner that tho girl's disordered digestion wai brought about by eating too freely ol white ants. These ants aro an important article of food in some portions of the East In dies. The natives skim them off the to] of the water, whero they lio like a coal of thick cream, and parch them in litth iron pots. After being parched som?! oJ them aro made into a drink, like coffee others aro ground into ilour and ihixec into bread, while still others are eatei like popcorn. But too much of an ant diet is baV for the system, and that little girl fron the Indies had to swallow a small dru j. store of American antidotes to bri?j back her health. If you have a cough, throat irrita non, weak lungs, pain in the chest di Ht cult breathi nu, croup or hoarse ness, let us suggest Urie Minute Cougl Cure. Always reliable and sale Kv a ns Pharmacy. - A man's ears are placed so tba he may catch the things said to hi face. It was never intended that hi should hear thc thiDgs that arc sait behind his back. HAYES' WAR STORY. A TJirilllnsr Incident of One Attack nt Muht. The following incident of the great civil war was related by the late Presi dent R. B. Hayes while en ronte from Chicago to Indianapolis in the fall of 1870: "I have frequently been asked," said General Hayes, "to tell the most thrill ing experience that occurred tome dur ing the four years in the volunteer army. It was in 1864 that the Army of West Virginia tried to capture Lynchburg, Va., but General Lee rap idly sent a heavy force to drive us back, and it was thought best to fall back to the Kanawha valley, where food and clothing could be bad, and then go by the railways to Winchester again. "General Jubal Early's anray was pressing our forces at every point, and I was ordered by General George Crook, who commanded the division, to check the enemy nntil our wagon trains and artillery could get out of the way. A .jap was chosen in the mountains, two or three regiments were ordered to build a barricade across the road in the gap, one regiment was sent up the mountain on the right and another on the left of the gap to protect the flanks. These regiments selected were as accur ate in firing as riflemen could be. "It was dark by the time all these .reparations could be made. General Crook was careful to give his instruc tion that the point must be held until the artillery and long wagon trains were beyond the reach of Early. Dark ness, stillness and the mountains envel oped us. Finally an order came to march, to follow the army. General Russel Hastings, my aid, was sent up the mountain on one side to direct the regiment to come down and take the pike in the rear of the brigade and march rapidly after the artillery. "Another of my staff, Major William McKinley was ordered to go up the mountain on the other side and direct the regiment to come down carefully and take the road in the rear of the breastworks. The duty was so perilous and of such great importance that the instructions were repeatedly given with the greatest care not to come down the mountain in front of the barricade, as in the darkness our men would fire into them. Colonel Devol, who commanded the men behind the breastworks, fully understood the situation. It seemed hours while we were waiting for the two regiments to come down the moun tain. "I was walking from my horse to the line of men lying down with guns rest ing across the pike. All at once the clear, ringing command of Colonel De vol was heard. 'Ready! Aim I' A thou sand thoughts rushed upon me! Our men were coming down the mountain, and in the darkness were marching in front of the barricade. I tried to cry out to Colonel Devol : 'They are our men -don't fire!' I rushed toward him and the line, ready to grab him and the men who were ready to fire. My soul was on fire. I was too choked to cry out : 'Ourmen! Our men! Don't fire! Don't fire!' but I was too late. Devol gave the order 'Fire!' and one vast volley of guns roared out in the darkness. Groans and cries and curses followed. "I jumped over the barricade, shout ing to our men, loading their guns: 'Those are our men; don't fire!' But Colonel Devol and his men tried to seize me, saying: 'They are rebels, colonel; do not go over the breastworks. ' I hurl ed them off and seized the first wound ed or dead man, yelling: 'To what regi ment do you belong?' No answer. I grabbed another by the reek, turned him over and shouted: What regi ment?' The road was full of them, and the man was wounded, but faintly an swered, '-th Virginia; Early's army!' Our men had come down the mountain under the guidance of Hastings and McKinley and gone on after the army. "Early's army bad left us and gone toward Staunton, but the stragglers of his army bad taken the wrong road and followed us. Some of them were killed and wounded, but I learned afterward that it was a severe lesson, their men not keeping up with the column; it was valuable to us, in showing the dan ger of moving soldiers at night."-Chi cago Tribune. The Plower's ?tIl*Mion. She triplied lightly down the street At the corner as she stepped to the curb a rose that she carried in her hand slipped from her fingers and fell to the mud of the pavement. For a moment sbehesitaed and looked down. Thcro lay the flower, even then wilted and stained. She made to stoop and ?lick it up, then changed her mind and went on. , Had yon been passing just then you would have heard tho rose sigh. Only once; then it lay there cold, frayed and wilted in the mud of the pavement. It was nearly ti o'clock when a little fellow with a bundle of papers under his arm happened along. His eyes were close to the ground, so ho espied tho rose. He stooped and picked it up and tried to wipe awa? '.he mud on tho sleeve of his tattered ulster. Then he put it in his pocket and that night laid it on a tottering table at the beside of a sick, poor child. The next morning was Sabbath day, and when tho eyes of the little girl opened they first fell upon tho flower. It had taken ou a new life in the night and now lay fresh as on the hour 'twas picked. It may havn been the surroundings, and. again, it may have only looked so in the eyes of thu sick child-one or the other; it does not matter. 'Twas beau tiful to her.-Detroit Free Press. Why Wu All Itlftlit. "They say our ambassador's official black swallowtail coat doesn't cut much of a dash in European courts be side the gorgeous rohes of other foreign ambassadors. " "Yes, but there is an American in side of it. "-Chicago Record. CASTOR IA For Infants and Children. Tlie Kind You Have Always Bought Bears thc Signa turo of - An Irish philosopher says Iiis memory is so poor that he frequently forgets one minute what he says thc next. COWED BY HIS LOOK. HOW DANIEL WEBSTER ONCE DIS PERSED A MEETING. J Some of the Personal CharacteriN tlert of Cold Dlooded, Courteous Aaron Ilurr - Peculiarities of the Eccentric John Randolph. The personality and the peculiarities of our great statesmen are worth study ing, says a writer in the Atlanta Con stitution. They throw side lights upon character and ccnduct. Among our early statesmen Aaron Burr was easily the first when consid ered as an elegant gentleman and man of the world. When he visited Savan nah, in the height of his popularity, he charmed everybody, and the city over whelmed him with social attentions. Burr detested handshaking and per mitted no familiarities. He would mo tion a visitor in his office to a chair and talk to him quietly, never making any gesture beyond the occasional motion of a long white finger. Despite this rather offish manner, Burr charmed and fi scinated. He had wonderful conversational powers, and upon one occasion his oratory melted the whole United States senate to tears. He never spoke longer than 30 min utes even in his most important law cases. He was cold blooded. After his famous duel, when the death of Ham ilton was announced to him. he showed no emotion. "Did he suffer much pain ?' ' he asked. "Yes, " was the reply. "I regret it." said Burr: "it was my purpose to spare him needless pain." Then he turned tho conversation to another subject. He was always courteous, and it is said that he never passed a countryman on a dusty road without first asking his permission. People who knew them said that An drew Jackson owed much of his polish to his intercourse with this man. The duel with Hamilton ruined him. and the charge of treason when he at tempted to organize an expedition for the invasion of Mexico killed him as a public man. The charge was not proved, but it made him an object of suspicion. It should be stated that this elegant society man showed at all times excep tional nerve and pluck in war and in his personal difficulties. There was not a braver officer in the Revolutionary army. John Randolph had some peculiar ways. He scorned to court the favor of the masses when a candidate. He would not bow to any but bis friends, nor shake hands with his constituents. Yet he was always elected. He was almost a scarecrow in ap pearance, eccentric and oddly dressed with a disagreeable, high keyed voice. But his keen wit, cutting sarcasm and crushing irony made people crazy to hear him. Such a politician in our day would j be regarded as a crank and would stand no chance before the people. Daniel Webster was always posing. He seemed to know that people were looking at him. As a rule he was cold and dignified, but there were convivial moments when he was very genial and entertaining. Upon one occasion, at Rochester, he came out on the balcony of his hotel and made the following speech to a crowd of hilarious admirers "Men of Rochester. I am glad to see you, and I am glad to see your noble city. Gentlemen, I saw your falls, which I am told are 100 feet high. This is a very interesting fact. Gentlemen. Rome had her Cosar, her Scipio, her Brutus, but Rome in her proudest days never had a waterfall 150 feet high. Gentlemen, Greece had her Pericles, her Demosthenes and her Socrates, but Greece in her palmist days never had a waterfall 100 feet high! Men of Roch ester, go on. No people ever lost their liberties who had a waterfall 150 feet high." It is needless to say that the crowd went wild with delight, and Webster was hustled off to bed. His cold manner was offset by bia magnificent personal appearance. An English lord who accidentally saw him in the house of commons, when the American senator was addressing that body during a recess, exclaimed: "There! That is the first real mau I ever saw!" When Xew England failed to stand by him fur the presidential nomination. Webster was called upon to speak while on a train which hud stopped at a town of some importance. The statesman walked to the rear platform of his car, folding his arms across his breast and simply looked into the faces of his false friends. The effect was marvelous. The crowd dispersed at once, each man going his own way, with his head down, without saying a word to the others. _A Wed ill ii)? SiiperNtition. It has been considered unlucky to be married in May ever sinco thc days of Ovid, and those people who have spent their time in looking up roots and rea sons have given what they consider to be the origin of the superstition as fol lows : Iii ancient Rome there was held in May a festival called the Lemuria, or feast of the L?mures, which was a ceremony in honor of the speeches of departed souls. It became with the Romans what wo should call "bad form" to have matrimonial feasts at the season of a solemn ritual, being no doubt thought to be an insult to the dead to marry at such a time. From this a number of stories grew of the revenge made by the outraged ghosts upon those who dared to disre gard them, and if anything unfortunate happened to a couple who had been married in May it would, of course, have been put down to retribution. So tho tradition of ill luck arose, and its influence has lasted ever since, even to our time. As thc season of thc year when pneumonia, la grippe, sore throat, coughs, colds, catarrh, bronchitis and lung troubles are to be guarded against, nothing "is a line substitute,"' will "answer the purpose," or is "just as good" as Ono Minute Cough (.'ure. That is the one infallible remedy for all lung, throat or bronchial troubles. Insist vigorously upon having it if "something else" is ottered you. Kvans Pharmacy. - A good man's light shines day and night. Tops Then uni?l Xow, "The boys of the present times know many things the boys of 40 years ago did not know," remarked a toy dealer to a reporter, "but in the way of toys they are far behind what their fathers and grandfathers were. The boy now is satisfied with a penny ash or poplar top and with a string for his top cord, and he gets all the sport out of it that he seems to want "Now, such a thing as a painted top would not be used in my boyhood days. In those days nothing bnt a hard turned dogwood, hickory or mahogany top was considered the proper thing. The little cast iron plugs of the tops of today would be laughed at then, and the boys would be ashamed to be seen carrying such a thing or play with it on the streets. The plug then was a steel bolt, was heavy and was screwed in. Of course the top then cost from 5 to 15 cents, but it was rigged up to do serv ice and did it too. '.Such tops are not to be had now in the toy trade, though now and then I bave had some turned out by the old mau who made tops for me when I was a boy, but the boys won't touch them, preferring the painted machine made tops. The leather top cord is also one of the things of the past, and the ordinary boy knows no more about it than he does of the other 'lost arts.' "-Wash ington Star. y ot Qnnlifled. The Rev. W. E. Barton tells, accord ing to an exchange, the very pertinent reason why he did not enlist in the army. He came near having some mili tary experience once, he says. General Custer and his troops every spring and fall passed by the western town where he lived. They spent the winters in Louisiana and their summers in the Black Hills. When I was 13 years old, these troops camped about 13 miles from my home, and word went about that General Cus ter wanted a boy to enlist as a drum mer. I was just about the proper age, and I longed to go. I knew a little bit about beating a drum, so I asked my father to allow me to enlist. "Yes," he said dryly, "if you want to." I made some little preparations, such as I thought necessary, and then went to my father to get him to take me to General Custer. He looked at me a mo ment and then said severely : "When I said you might enlist, I thought you had sense enough not to. But, since you have not so much sense as I thought, you are not fit to enlist. ' ' So I did not join the army after all. The Dutch Housewife. The Dutchwoman is before and above all things a housewife. Indeed her love of home comes very near akin to wor ship, and the greatest compliment that can be paid to her is to praise the neat ness and sweetness of the house that is her kingdom. She is famous all the world over for her remarkable cleanli ness, and even in the very poor quarters of the cities, where the houses are small and crowded together, the windows are daintily decked with curtains of spot less white, the rooms well swept and tidy, the humble furniture carefully dusted and polished. This desire for cleanliness, in fact, almost amounts to a craze, and housewives and servants alike evince a strong partiality for scrubbing, cleaning and washing. Even in well to do families a domestic train ing is considered a natural and neces sary adjunct of the daughter's educa tion, and each has certain household duties apportioned to her. She is like wise taught to make her own dresses, to knit her own stockings and to keep her wardrobe in repair.-Girls' Realm. The Crnnloloj?y of Criminal?. What are the differences between the skulls of criminals and those of "re spectable people?" This is the question which M. E. Pitard undertook to solve by comparing the crania of ol convicts who had died in the penal eclony of New Caledonia with the average crania of the citizens of Paris. Practically, there turned out to be no constant dif ference at all, unless it was that the vertical index of the criminal skulls was slightly higher; in other words, the convicts were "brainier" than the good folks. There was also the same amount of variation in the heads of the criminals. Some were long, others broad, skulled ; some had a notably large, oth ers a small, cubical capacity, these vari ations running parallel to those of the general population.-Science. - Bats in the Philippine Islands are as big is cats, and with the wings spread measure three feet from tip to tin. A bite from one of them is said to be poisonous. Ps9? " We have three children. Before the birth of the last one my wife used four bot tles of MOTHER'S FRIEND. 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Learning that the chief of staff was "holding a camp meetiug in his room." he went there. The room was filled with division and brigade coin:* meiers, assembled to express their opinion as to the expediency of a forward movement of the army, which had been ordered by Secretary Stanton. Garfield's remarks were interrupted by the entrance of Gilmore^nd his in troduction to the officers. The conversa tion had drifted away from the im portant question, when some one sud denly roared out : "Silence in the meeting! The sensible people here want Garfield's exposition of the first chapter of Genesis or 'The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, ' we don't care which." The humorous exclamation indicated that in the opinion of the army the chief of staff was what Bacon called "a full man, " one who could talk on all kinds of matters. NOTICE. NOW is the time to have your Buggy Revarnished, Repainted, and new Axle Points fitted on. We have the best Wagon Skeins on the market. 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