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' ' . * ?<5*4 r * " : * VOL. XLVIII. CAMDEN, S. C., THURSDAY, MARCH 27, 1890. . ' NO. 39. ?>'*" . 'V - '*), 'h -- . "THE REST IN SILENCE." TTheti the loved voice is heard no more, "Whose failing tones were doubly deal*, i There falls upon the listen iug ear, A silence never felt before. It is not that the senses strain To catch a sound they may not hearp It is the grieving spirit's ear That longs and listens still in vain. And lo! this silence, sudden grown, Threads every cry of joy or fear. All wonted sounds that greet the ear Break with a wailing undertone. ?Joseph B. Gilder, in Harper's .Magazine. A Terrible Ten Minutes. It happened one afternoon last year, | during the month of November, that I received a telegram calling for my i presence in London, eaiAv the next morning, on an imporHrnf business \ ma"?r. To such a summons there "was h^?7one answer possible; so with just J * :Ch a regretful thought for a card party I should have to forego, I wired this reply. "Mr. J. Devon, Anderton's Hotel, London. Shall leave -Burtown by the twelve to-night, and will call on you tomorrow at S:15. Knightly." Having dispatched my message, I finished on the day's work with all speed, and then re- j turned to my lodgings to make preparations for my journey. These, as the ' masculine reader needs not be told, consisted principally of cramming a soft cap and a spirit llask, together with a few other necessaries, into a carpet bag; after which followed the discussion of a substantial meal and the delivery of an exhortation to my landlady to feed my foxterrier, Grip, at his "usual hours. The remainder of the evening was 6pent in skimming over the morning's paper, wherein I found little to interest me. In disgust I flung the thing on the floor. It alighted at a graceful angle, on whose apex appeared the heading, conspicuous as leaded type could make it:^ "Shocking wife murder in Burtown?1 arrest of the murderer." With a mental f 4-V,*, nt,)\1icKorc nf t'np ynI] 1 IV tuv ^/uyuouvio V* vmv v??? de for the injustice I had done them as caterers to the public craving for horrors, I picked up the paper and proceeded to digest the "harrowing details." The gist of the news was as follows: An abandoned ruffian, Chippy Watson by name, after the fashion of his ciass, had beaten in his wife's skull with a mallet, in consequence of some domestic disagreement. Having committed the deed, he coolly put on his coat and hat, and was proceeding to depart, when the neighbors and police, attracted by the screams of the unfortunate victim, rushed in and i secured him. This was all, or nearly all j the paragraph contained, except for the i usual information that the "prispner1 will be brought up before the magistrates j this morning, and charged with causing ; the willful murder of his wife. It was now past 11?time for me to ! make my way down to the station; j ? rather more than time, iu fact, since that imposing structure was distant from my lodgings by fully two miles. Fortunately ! my bag was light, and I shared in its I pi easing characteristic ot not being burdened by superfluous -weight. None the less, on reaching my destination, there was only one minute left me where- j in to take my ticket and secure a seat. ! The latter operation, thanks to the slowness of the booking clerk in handing me ; my change, had to be accomplished by running the gauntlet of guards and porters as the train began to move. The only other tenant of the compartment ir. which I was ensconced was a 1 $ : young lady, and one, moreover, of no ' 1- ?small beauty. Now, I am a shy man as ! far a6 the fair sex is concerned. Among Imen, I have self-possession enough and to spare; but, in the presence of ladies, ! that self-possession vanishes with most ] uncalled for rapidity. In the presence of ladies, ves; but here there was but one, who was bound to keep me com- ; pany for a whole hour, until the train should make its fir3t stop. So it hap- j pened that as I contemplated ray vis-a- ! vis from behind the evening paper, which I had found time to buy 011 my flight to the station, a measure of mv 1 courage returned, and in the inspiring words of Mr. Gilbert, said I to myself "I'll take heart and make a start; faint heart never won fair lady.*' v "I trust you were not alarmed by my unceremonious entry?" I remarked, with some inward misgivings, but much outward assurance. For answer, a quiet stare and a slight contraction of the pretty mouth of ray companion?indicating her opinion that, as a stranger and uaintroduced I had no right to speak to her. This, to an ordinary male animal, was the moment for strategic attack upon the fair one's scruples; for me it was the exact opposite?the moment for flight had flight been possible. I buried my face behind my newspaper?and in a few moments heard, to my relief, a corresponding rustle from the opposite side of the carriage as my pretty prude followed suit. The sense of defeat and disgrace fairly ovei whelmed me for a while; and |IL my eyes wandered over a paper I ||H held in my hand, seeing but understanding not what they saw. WM- At length thev lighted upon a familiar I name "Chippy WatsOD," and their owner recovered his sense and almost forgot his grief as he read the following lines: "The JJurtown murder?Escape of the Prisoner." After detailing the incidents of the hearing before the magistrates and the remand of the prisoner, pending the inonest, the paragraph went on as fellows* "On leaving the court, Watson wis conducted between four officers to the van. Just as he was stepping in, and when the policemen were endeavoring to keep back the crowd that pressed round, the prisoner suddenly snapped his handcuffs, in some inexplicable manner, broke through the bystanders and lied down the street. He was se?n to dodge down a back alley, known as Shut Lane, ar.ci followed by the crowd of several hundreds. At the end of Shut Lane he disappeared round a corner, and, strange to say, has not been seen again. There can be no doubt that he will be *ecaptured, but his present escape and disappearance are most mysterious. A reward of one hundred pounds has been offered for his reapprehension. Watson is about five feet nine inches in height, strongly built, and ! and when he escaped was dressed in a gray fustian ;Juit, with a red scarf and I soft hat. lie may further be distinguished by a scar across his chin, and by having an arrow tattooed on the back of his left hand."' This was about the extent of the information contained in the paragraph, and my readers will agree with me that the news was sufficiently exciting to occupy my thoughts to the complete exclusion of the unpleasant experience I had just passed through. As I lay back in my seat to muse upon what I had read, my thoughts began after a i while to wander and my head to nod. according to their wont at midnight,and before long I fell asleep. How long I slept I cannot tell?probably for a few minutes only?but in those few minutes I underwent a most discomforting dream. I dreamt that Chippy Watson stood over me, mallet in hand, and that my traveling companion was holding his arm to avert the threatened blow. She struggled in vain, and the mallet fell, yet with a strangely light touch4 upon uiv arm. "With a start I awoke, and then saw the girl of my dream bending toward me with a scrap of paper in her hand. But her face, how terribly was it changed 1 Instead of the dainty pink flush I had last seen, there was a ghastly whiteness in her cheeks, and her eyes seemed startling from her head with terror. Holding up one linger as if to command silence, she passed me the paper, on which wer ; written the following words: "Some one is underneath the seat and has just touched me." Was it the dream which filled me with the thought that this was no idle alarm? I cannot tell; but this much I know, that in au instant there flashed across my mind with overwhelming force the ^bought of this tscaped wife-murderer, p Returning my companion's silencesignnl with a gesture of acquiescence, I wrote upon the paper: "It is probably only a dog. Shall I look under the seat?" Her answer was short and to the point: "No; do not look. It was a hand." Here, then, was a sufficient dilemma; t...i. i : ??v.4- i,?/i UUt uy L'UIII j tit I J5>UU wiui wucib liitu paascu before between my fellow-passenger and myself, it was a dil emma that I felt almost disposed to welcome. The male sex in my person was about to resume its rightful position of protector to its weaker, if would-be independent companion. Sweet was my revenge; and yet the re\enge scarcely promised to be wholly pleasurable. My first action was to remove any suspicion that there might-be in the mind of the mysterious third occupant of our carriage, through the presumably accidental action of having touched the"4ady's dress. Giving vent to an audible yawn, although I had just awakened from sleep, I remarked, in a tone of cool impertinence: "You really must excuse me for addressing you again, madam; but will you permit me to smoke to enliven this tedious journeys as i spoKC i accompanied my words with a meaning glance, and was favored with, the reply "Certainly, if you wish it; I cannot prevent you." Thereupon, I produced my pipe and tobacco pouch and proceeded slowly to fill the former, as I thought out the plan of action. On reference to my watch I saw that the train would stop in another ^fcminutes. Clearly, the only thing to S^ras to wait till we reached Blackelev and there get assistance to fiud out who our unknown traveling comoauion might be. The longer I pondered over the problem the more curious for its solution did 1 become, and then, heedless of the warning I had received, I struck a match and intentionally dropped it. Stooping down with a muttered malediction to pick it up, I cast a searching glance underneath the opposite seat, and then my blood ran cold as the faint gleam of the taper revealed the back of i the man's hand with the mark of the I tattooed arrow upon it. Chippy Watson, ! theD, was our companion?a doomed and desperate mau! By a mighty effort I controled mv voice sufficient to say; "Excuse me reaching across you* madam, but that was my last match, and I could not afford to let it go ; out. 1 The girl, into whose white cheeks tuc | color showed no trace of returning, mur1 mured some unintelligible reply, and for ' a few moments we sat in silence. Again i I looker, at my watch. Thank heaven! I iu five minutes we should be in Blackeley | and the awful ride would be at an end. Scarcely had the thought formulated itself when the girl opposite me sprang up, trembling like a leaf, and shrieked ere I could stop her: "Oh. that hand has touched my foot again." The moment the words left her lips I heard a sudden movement, under the seat, and quicker than thought a figure ! appeared upon the floor. In that moment I flung myself upon the rufrian and | clutched his throat with the energy of despair, knowing that should he once gain his feet it was all over with me, the lighter and weaker man. Can I ever forget the horror of that live minutes' ride? | The whole compartment seemed to be ; falling upon inc. Teeth, nails, feet, all | were attacking mc at once; but through i all I kept my grip upon the murderer's j throat, and though I streamed with blood and almost lost consciousness still I held on, while the giri's screams rang ] dimly through my ears. Suddenly the ] train stopped, the struggle ceased and I j fainted across the body of my captive. When I recovered consciousness at ! length I found myself lying upon a tabic ! in the Blackeley station waiting-room, with a sympathetic crowd around me, and, best of all, I saw a face bending tenderly over me?the face of the girl ol my dream and my discomfiture. After making two or three ellorts I managed to ask: "Where is Watson?" "Very nigh dead," replied a ruddyfaced farmer whc-? stood beside me. "You three-quarters strangled the life out of his ugly body; he was black in ; the face when they lifted you off him.': 1 'Do you know that he is an escaped wife-murderer?" I inquired feebly. 'Yes, we know," responded my hones! friend. "The Burtown police telegraphed after the train to have it searched, because a man answering his description j had been seen in the station before it left. The police have got him safe, my lad, this time, and no mistake. Why, I saw him handcuffed and his arms pinioned behind him, and he a-laying half dead the while, after the throttling as you gave him." Do my readers want to hear the rest of my story, now that the catastrophe is told? I will inform them that Watson, on breaking loose from the police, after turning the corner of Shut Lane? where, it will be remembered, he disappeared?contrived by nu almost incredible effort to scale a high wall, and so tni in the shelter of a railroad embank mcnt. AloDg ihis he crept until he reached the midtown tunnel, -where he had lurked all day, until late in the evening he crept into the station and contrived to secrete himself in a carriage of the midnight mail, with the result before mentioned. } i There one thore incident in close connection with that journey to be told ; it is this: that there will be a marriage ! early this spring. The name of the bridcj groom will be Knightly, the name of the bride does not matter. She was never formally introduced to her future lord and master, and therefore it is unnecessary to teirthe name she will soon cease j to bear to a passing acquaintance like the I reader.?Chambers s Journal. Two Hnndrcd Female Slaves Shot. The Paris Recue Francaise has a letter ( from Zanzibar which says that over a year ago a caravan of 300 Arabs left the east coast to go into the interior to trade. They have now returned, and one of the chiefs relates their adventures. Arriving i at Kavirondo, on the northeast shores of j Victoria Nyanza, the Arabs saw that the I natives had a good deal of ivory and that I thev had no sruns. Thev attacked the tribe, and before the shooting had gone on long the natives were willing to do anything to make peace. After a long palaver with the chiefs the Arabs agreed to leave the country upon the payment to them of 200 tusk; of ivory and two hundred young women. The natives were glad to get ride of the enemy even oh these hard conditions. As soon as they received the ivory and the women the Arabs started for the coast. They had a terrible time in the Masai country. There was a drought, and they almost perished of thirst. Then provisions became scarcer and scarcer, and the whole party was in danger of starvation. Finally the Arab chiefs dej cided that in order to save themselves ' and their ivory it would be necessary to sacrifice their female slaves, who were very weak from their deprivations and could march no further. That night all of these 200 young women were shot to death, and their bodies were left in the camp for beasts of prey. The victims happily had not a moment's warning of their impending fate. Each j murderer selected his victim, and the i horrible crime was accomplished so speedily that few of the women made any outcry. "With their force thus summarily reduced, the Arabs were able to pull through the desert region, obtaining little more food than barely enough to sustain life. The chief who related these facts in Zanzibar showed no compunctions whatever for the terrible crime in which he had assisted, but mentioned this massacre only to give an idea of the great loss they had sustained by the necessary sacrifice of their 200 slaves. It is a curious fact that some of the murderers were j greatly troubled in mind because their I necessities had compelled them to eat rats and other unclean food, which is prohibited to Mohammedans on the march. Babies Used for Bait. If mothers in general shared the nerve exhibited by mothers in Ceylon, trouble would be spared in many a household: "Babies wanted for crocodile bait. "Will I be returned alive." If newsp/.pers : abounded in Ceylon as much as <?rocoi diles do, advertisements worded like the foregoing would be common in their want ? ? j columns. As it is, the English crocodile-hunter . lusJs^gecure his baby by personal solicitation. rle is often juocessrui, for Ceylon parents, as a ru,e> have unbounded; confidence in the punters and will rent their babies out to be used as crocodile i imi't. fnr s email consideration. Ceylon j crocodiles suffer'grcatly from ennui; they I prefer to lie quite still, soothed by the ! sun's flittering rays, and while away their i lazy lives in meditation. But when a ! dark-brown ipfant, with curling toes, sits ! on a bank and blinks at them, they throw ' off their cloak of laziness and make their ! preparations for a delicate morsel of Ceylouese humaJitjWhen the crocodile gets about half} way up the bank, the hunter, concealed j behind som- reeds, opens tire, and the i hungry cror-odile has his appetite and life j taken away Rt the same time, the baby j being brought home safely to its loving : mamma. J'he sportsman secures the skin 1 and head cf the crocodile and the rest of the carcase the natives make use of Ceylon Mi^enger. k T.itn iiq Twn In foru'-er years Remus and Rufus Jones wcr? "well known in Atlanta, Ga. . They wer^ twin brothers, and none but their intimate friends could tell them ; apart. 'The two Dromios in Shake; speare's ''Comedy of Errors" were never i worse mixed or more confounded than the two Jones brothers, Remus and Rufus. Both were excellent carpenters, followed the same trade, dressed alike, : and contacted similar habits. Both grew up together and married, Something ove-' a year ago Remus took a large dose of morpMne and ended his life. It seems th^t Rufus is even like his brother in bis disire to kill himself, as he took s a big dose of morphine with suicidal ini tent on Wednesday night.?Savannah ' Newt. \ BIG NAVAL GLNS. LEVlATHAN AUMAMENT FOR OUR MEN-OF-WAR. A Walk Through the Great Gun Factory at the Navy Yard i:i Washington ? Process of Gun Maying1. W* * I have been down to the-navy yard and looked over the leviathan machinery which finishes our lar, ge&tod finest guns, says a Washington correspondent of the New York Prew. :CHenceforth, for manygrears^ the navy is to be the fashionable abd favorite arm of our service, because'it will have no more to do than the arnyy and will be assisted in doing nothinjjujy being toted all around the terrestrial s#w/ on the handsomest and largest ships of war that ever floated. Wc are conshgg&bly behind in these marine vehicles but we are vat\i/l It? f%<%in rr r%?\ . Already we have on* the sea -a fleet of admirable cruisers, an<J#he Gushing, just launched, promises to bp the fMlgt war vessel afloat. Besides &cse navaF&rickets, some of which are tty/no means fcontemptible, we have thr?.big ships coming into the water soon ^?-thc Mains, 6000 tons; the Texas. 7500 yflfe. end the Monterey S400 tons: ThetoSt two will-each carry in its principal turrit ?wo twelve inch guns, capable of throwing a bolt as large as a man twelve tttifei.! *J. A TEX INCH GUN OX.& LATEQf/ L?& In reply to questions Senator Hawlef gave me some facts aadisuggestions about big guns, and added > But go down to the gun factory at the liavy yarpl, you can there learn more in an.ihour than I can tell you in a week." '5- ^ ,, ? So I went, and at the very doors of the largest of the half dozen tremendous buildings, old and new^in the navy yard, which constitute the gun factory, I was fortunate enough to meet Bieutenant J. I Fremont, a son of the: Pathfinder who ! marke 1 passes across the Rockies, and ! who, by the way, is no ,v once more soI journing here. Young Fremont is study iug the stately art of ;^.jn making.^id he_. j kindly showed our party about, malting intelligible what would otherwise have been obscure. Everywhere throughout these buildiuos are manifestations of tremendous activity and energy. Throngs of worki men are busy with lathe, drill and forge, ; plane and triphammer. The process has 1 gone steadily forward which was begun : in ISSt), when Hawley's committee rej ported in favor of the Washington Navy ; Yard ns the most eligible site for a naI tional gun plant, and no change of adj ministration has imperilled the appropriatious. Congress has begun to take a & i ekjiit inch eueeen loading gun. pride in it. and if two or three hundred \ members who have never yet seen a big j modern gun would visit the factory it i would be eu invaluable object lesson in J patriotism. The antique building of mamjnoth proportions and grotesque form, which a year ago was a .-dismantled anchor foundry, is now crowded with the colossal lothos nxid elephantine hammers. Old j toj i hitherto thought effective have been ' sufljrscded by those of latest design. Lathes, with the cradle larger than the j hull of Columbus's Pintn, stretch themselves across the shop, and in them will I shortly be rocked the great ten and [ twelve inch guns, twenty-five and thirty feet long. The yard has now more than a thousand employes, and the number will be doubled as soon as the ponderous machinery comes that has been ordered. f THE SniUNK 1 IT. ~ This is the only great gun factory in the country, though they are threatening to put in plants at "Watervlict, N. T. t Bethlehem, Penn., and some point west of the Itockies. Already tne original steel easting of the guDS finished here are made at Bethlehem, where they are welded by the open hearth process from ' native ore. A year ago we depended on England for these huge lumps of steel, but Mr. Fremont voiced the general opinion that the Bethlehem steel now furnished is the best made in the world. Here the rough pieces are turned in the immense lathes to a true and symmetrical exterior, and art then conveyed to the boring machines, where, at a rate of twenty revolutions a minute, they are ' gradually converted into tubes. . After the bore has received its finishAHM8TRCNG QUICK FIRING GUN. ing touches it is again -placed in the lathe for a final turning, after which it is placed in the rifling machine, which cuts the spiral grooves in its interior with the utmost precision. Thejrun now needs 'its numerous jackets, which consist of short cylinders of steel, so nicely adjusted that thev will just slip on the gun when expanded one-twentieth of an inch by heat, and upon cooling will shrink firmly into place and bind the cannon more tightly together to resist the sudden ^expansion due to the ignition of such krge amounts of powder. The lathes are of various sizes, ranging from thirty to seventy-two feet in length, and are at present engaged upon the eight inch and ten inch-guns, with the prospect of shortly turning the twelve inch gun, the plans of which have met with the approval ol the Naval Board. The ten inch guns are over twenty-seven feet in length, firing a projectile weiging 500 pounds, using a charge of powder weighing about 250 pounds with an effective range up to ten" miles. Better things, of course, are expected of the sixteen inch monster. "We paused by the side of a tremendous ten inch gun, slowly revolving and losing, at each revolution, a part of its epidermis?dropping it in unbroken shavings of sterl that curled round and round and disappeared beneath. "Ten feet long," said Lieutenant Fremont, "twenty, thirty feet long, and one was the other day brought up to my room sixty feet long?a splendid curl, in its way <^uite a bit of decoration. '* "By the way," he went on, "this is our own unlucky gun. We allow the jackets to expand only four-hundredths of an inch, which isn't a great margin? about the thickness of a sheet of letter n.?n. A wt.an nt. .tmfl tKli llirt fnl. I jpa^foi auu nucu no ai/uju tuio ivilow up on his business end and lowered the hot jacket into place it stuck about four inches from the end. It would neither go on nor oil, so it was, ruined, and We had to cut the jacket off, bit by bit. Now we are preparing the tube for another. Well, the odd part of it is, this gun ir> No. 13." % 1 asked Fremont when they were going to begin to make the sixteeninch guns ordered. "It is doubtful," he said. "Some ordnance officers don't believe they ought to be made at all. A twelve inch gun will pierce any armor that floats. What, then, -ia the 3jjeed ^a sixteen inch? ^hey; inwfcbe usefulori fortifications, and if is iinaerstood that the army will make some for New York harbor, in turrets on Sandy Hook, Coney Island and Dry Romer shoals. We arc making about fifty guns here now, and shall increase the number." Quite a unique bit is the gigantic | j steam crane, which, instead of swinging ' I round a central focus, reaches from side , ! to side of the shop, and travels hori I zontally hundreds of feet, on tracks thirty feet above the heads of the men. ' To see a gun thirty feet long and 1 weighing thirty tons calmly travel ci| rcctly over mechanics who are indiffer ' ent t Dusy dciow, 18 caicuiaceu 10 stir i the blood. i The new workshops are a marvel o? , convenience and contain mauy labor saving pieces of machinery, which are indis| pensablc with the present rate of progress of the work. All material is brought directly into the rear of the j shop by the locomotives on a special : track, and is lifted from the cars by the ponderous steam crane and conveyed to 1 any part of the building, and is deposJ ited on its lathe ready for turning, all in the space of a very few minutes and with the assistance of three workmen only. An immense "shrink pit'' occupies the center of the shops, and it is here that J the ;ixteen-inch gun and all others of th< "built-up" class will receive their overlapping jackets of steel. The jacketing oi a gun is an exceedingly interesting ' sight. It is supported in an upright position in the centre of the pit, the jacket, heated to a degree sufficient to expand it to a width slightly larger than the outside diameter of the tube, is lowered | with the utmost precision by the steam crane into position; another section is' slipped on, and another, till the required j number are all in place, those on the out- j side overlapping the seams of the first layer. After this process is completed ! the guns arc returned and then sent to . the proving grounds at Annapolis, where I they undergo severe tests and expen| ments to determine tbeir range, power of I penetration ana cnargc requireu. The work here is not confined to the < heaviest ordnance, but includes car- I riages, turrets, projectiles, shields and and all equipments, and the mountings j of Gatling guns and secondary batteries. Just now is being turned out a cannon j ten feet long that is shot from the shoulder like a rifle, twenty shots a minute, and admits of very rapid and acccurate aim. It is an instrument to create a good deal of amusement in the devil's realm if news of it has got there. I asked General Hawley about the sixteen inch gun. "It is very likely that we shall make some," he said, "though the 'life' of one of those giants is only one hundred rounds or So. One might uever be fired more than half dozen times during a battle. It would be held for decisive moments, but whatever it hit would have to get out of the way." The statue of Rev. Mr. Beecher, which is to be placed in Prospect Park, Brook- j lyn, is now being cast in bronze. It is I x -.1 1 l: I to DC oi coiossiu propuri/iuu!), uiuc iccu high, and representing the preacher in soft felt hat and cape. The island of' St. Helena is again to be used as a political prison. This time, ] instead of affording shelter to another world-dictator, it will be the home of certain Zulu chiefs who fought against England. Newspapers in California claim that | figs can be raised in that State as good as j any of those thature imported. 4 Stories of Spain's Toothful King. The young King of Spain, as is well known, has been brought up in a strictly family way, and very much as any other young person of good birth in his kingdom. Ilis mother has very sensibly forbidden the lugging in of the royal features of his life any more frequently than the absolute necessities of the strict rules of Spanish court etiquette required, and except on the occasion of State ceremonials young Alphonso has been attended almost entirely by his mother and by the stalwart peasant nurse who has been his companion from his earliest babyhood to his present comparatively mature age of four years. During his illness she und the Queen were constantly THE KING OP SPAIN.at the little fellow's bedside, and about the only other living creature so constantly in the room was a cat. The young King before his sickness, had begun to tire of the baby playthings that had been at his command, and seeking other toys, let his fancy light upon a Maltese cat that he saw somewhere about the palace. The animal at once became a creature of distinguished consideration in the royal household. It answered to the name of Perico. The ribbon upon its neck was tied there by the King himself,.* and when he was taken sick the King insisted that pussy should be in the room with him. So, for a full mcnth the faithful cat was constantly in the sick chamber. Naturally the animal became a great favorite,and one of the high ladies at the court made for it an embroidered cushion. Another story from the sick room, and one that has more of the flavor usually found in stories of royal infants, George Washington and other lofty personages, deals with a little crippled-girl whom 4-V* a 1/"iIt a si mnf nn nnn r\4 hie tito 1 lra ai? U1C xxiug uau mwu vuv va ua? ttuujm vt rides about -with his nurse before he was taken sick, and to whom, seeing often again, he had taken a fancy. It came to be that whenever the King in bis outthe carriage and carry some little gift to her. "When he had been sick for a while he said to his mother one day: "What will become of my little cripple and what will she eat, now thatigc^Kftf no more!" ?/- * "Breads'said the Queen, "like all people; that is, if she can get it." "I am too little to command," said the King. "As it is to do good," replied the Queen, "I will permit you to give orders." The King, at this, said nothing, but the next day he had taken to the little beggar the bon-bons some one had sent to himself.?New York Sun. Mummy Cats. There arrived recently at Liverpool ifift 000 mummv cats which, after having lain in their sacred burial place at Beni Hassan in Egypt for 3000 years or so, are now about to fill their final and probably most useful function of fertilizing English land. We give below sketches of four of the heads of these extraordinary objects. Farmers are indebted for this excellent lot of twenty tons of fertilizer to the lucky accident which befell an Egyptian who fell into a pit which proved to be a subterranean cave completely filled with mummy cats, each one being separately embalmed and wrapped up after the usual fashion of Egyptian mummies. Pussy of B. C. 2000 was a sacred object to a section of the ancient Egyptians, and when a cat died ?as even a cat eventually must?it was V>nried with as much honor as any human being. The finder, having reported his discovery, laborers were soon at work and turned out tens of thousands of the mummies. Some were taken by the farmers of the place, others went to a merchant in Alexandria, who shipped them to Liverpool, where another merchant, a local dealer in fertilizers, bought the consignment at about $19 a ton. The auctioneer, adding insult to injury, knocked down the lot of ISO,000 cats with the head of one of them as a hammer. To such base uses may the gods of Egypt come! A Natural Mistake. Monkey to Dude?"Come^in nerc, where you belong." THE RAIN-BEAT ON THE WINDOW' The rain beats on the window, And the gust against the pone, /' And the night it sobbeth bitter Like a heart that knoweth pain. Oh, the rain-beat on the window! And the night against the pane! The rain beats on the window, And the gust against the pan?,1 And my heart drives in the darkness Like a ship out on the main, When the storm beats on the window , Ahd the night against the pane. For the rain-beat on the window And the gust against the pane Bring the ghosts of dead years vanished* That will never ccme again. Oh, the rain-beat on the window And the gust against the panel ?William W. Campbell, in Independent. PITH AND POtNTv r 1 Many a youngster keeps shady to prevent getting tanned. The coat does not always make the man but it frequently breaks him. People speak of young corn, but thero is no young corn. It is always found full of y-ears.?New Tori News. Lady of the House?"Can y3tl saw wood?" Tramp?"No ma'am; but I can see it." (Exit tramp).?Time. Nature has wisely arranged matters so that a man can neither pat his own back nor kick himself.?Lawrence American. When a humorist takes off a shiny coat we suppose it would be proper to say that he just got off a .bright thing.?Statesman. The plumber and the coal dealer believe that this has been the coldest winter they ever experienced.?New Tori News. A young man, whose wife's father was very kind to him, said that he was Pa f'lence as a father-in-law.?Merchant tier. a meeting of vegetables, no matter what sort of a proposition is made the onion can always give a sceut.?Norristown Herald. Gentleman in Museum (looking at talking machine)?"Quite an inven. tion!" Keeper?"Yes, it speaks for it1 self."?Munsey's Weelly. Because a thing is small 01 size urns not that you may scorn it. Somo insects have a larger waist but lift less than the " hornet.?Chicago Jovrnal. In five minutes a woman can clean .up f. a man's room in such a way that it will take him five weeks to Gnd out where she . jmt things.?Atcliiwi Ql&ie. ' ; "I cannot sins 1-- BawledtortV-to.ttm^htrtiK-And every wordjie uttered *aowj?l He spoke-t^avrTnTtruth. ?Washington Fost. th a woman it is a struggle to pro-' ^ldc something for the inner man, and with a man it is an effort to provide something for the outer woman.?Atchison Globe. J "M-m-y d-d-dear, I 1-1-love you! ! W-w-will you be?" began Mr. M. Pediment. "That will do," replied the proud ; beauty. "I do not care to be wooed on I the installment plan."?Bazar. Servant?"Yis, surr, Mrs. Jones is in. What's yer name, sorr?" Visitor?"Professor Vandersplinkenhcimcr." Servant I ?"Och! Sure ye'd better go right in, , and take it wid ye." ?Munscy's Weekly | young woman began a song, " i'er , ^rousand Leaves Are Falling." She 1 pitched it too high, screeched an<j i stopped. "Start her at five thousand," ' cried an auctioneer.?British American. Oh, for the good old pie of yore, Oh, for the old-time dumpling stew, Ok. for the Indian pudding baked. Oh, for the steak that's tender and true. ?Kearney Enterprise. Mamma (looking up from her novel)? "Jane, what ails Freddy now?" Jane? "He's crying for the moon, mamma." Mamma (absorbed in her reading)?"0, well, let the dear have it."?Munsey's | Weekly. ? "Now, Susan, haven't I toldjatrfimo ' and time again to eat your "bread with i your meat?" "True, mamma; but haven't | you also told me over and over ngaiu ; that I must never try to do two thiugs at | once?"?Judge. Manager of Band (to applicant for po! sition)?"Well, what instrument do you play? What do you know about music?" Applicant?"I don't know anything L nneitiAn of flrilTTl j HfJUUl lllUMU* US biic |;voiviuu v? ?.??? j major that I want."?Fcnoicine's Newt. The Little Do? Told the Biff One. My two boys had each a dog. One of | them was a bright, affectionate, longhaired and long-eared retriever, named Hector. The other was a big mastiff named Tecutnseh. One day a carriage with a dog under it passing the house when the strange dog?a large one?seeing little Hector in the street, pitched into him in the mo3t savage manner. In vain poor Hector cried and begged for mercy; his assailant had no compassion. As soon as Hector could escape he ran at the top of his speed into the back yard of the house, where Tecumseh happened to be, and rushing up to him pat liis nose to that of his big friend. Instantly the two were off after the carriage with the dog under it. They both attacked him in the most ferocious manner, not leaving him until the punishment was thought to be sufficient, when, side by side, they trotted home.?rortiuiiu Argus. A Gas Organ. The pyrophone, of English origin, is a musical apparatus depending on gas jets burned in a corresponding number of glass tubes. Each jet has its finger-key pressure, on which causes the flame to contract, when a musical sound is given out. The tone varies with the arrangement of burners and size of tubes, mak-' ing it possible to give all the notes of the musical scale in several octaves. Some of the glass tubes arc nearly eleven feet long. The number of native Christian believers in Japan at the end of 1889 was 71,i 070. / . : v _