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' r’ “ 1 THE LEDGER: GAFFXET, S. €., APRIL 15, 1897. 3 8T0IHPS A\T) SFFTrHPS to Inarr '’ ^ is w '^ e * nnd nafc- THE PRIZE EAT BOY. A CHINESE MARKSMAN. 1 defends h:h puppies. OxUlililiO illiLI oiVTj 1II 1jo» ...w.iii- course tine was nlmiLrlitv ■■' 1 ■ Qiiaint ami Fresh from tho Coun try Folks. Snare of Itoefcy Creek MiHacn 111.'* ••AlnJneHt Cllallee ,, to .It.trrjr :» ••WlUtler Woninn’*—Etuninn I’eo- I»le Kverytvhere. -X? Tliconlj’estwidder woman which I have ever knew that 1 would marry if in case I had to repeat the dost, took ami pot married to another man one day last week. Old m a n Lish Mulligan and the Widder Uarker they brung on the said weddin match. Mind you now, it don’t make a blame blessed bit of dif ference with me. So far as 1 am concerned old man Lish is plum welcome to t he widder, and so far as everybody is concerned the widder is more than wel come to old man Lish so long us life shall last. You must recollect 1 never said that 1 had spit on the bait and set my hook for the Widder Barker. But 3 lowed in truth and soberness that she was the onlyest widder woman in my general acquaintance which I would marry if I was necessary compelled to go forth into this wide and wicked world oncst more and tangle up with another bunch of ribbons and calico. Ca'use why? From the simple fact that her first husband—Newberry Bark er was his name—wont off somewheres out west two or three years ago and about, the next news we got from him he had been hung by the neck till he was dead for stealin horses. Conse quentially I don’t reckon Mises Mul ligan. ns she is now, will be forever and eternally throwing it up to old man Lish about what a marvelsome great and good man her other husband was. In a general way the widder was a right tolerable good woman anyhow, and, by gracious, she can’t make no ^lui)- tius big brags about Newberry Barker. urally of course time was almighty Scarce and precious with him. The weather was wet and rough, and the road was most outlandish bad. To make it still worse for the old jKirsou and the major, the driver land patched up a terrible sorry team of horses. Tb(*y didn't have any speed to s;>euk ol. and they wouldn’t upll a lick only when it suited them. They would run away goin down every hill, and then strdl and stop goin up hill. The more the driver ripped and snorted and slashed the worse they got. Way along late in the shank of the evenin they run into a scandalous bad swamp, where the road was sloppy and soft enough to beg a saddle blanket. la Just Fourtooa Years of Ago and Weighs 240 Pounds. Eccentric Mongolian Who Can Hit tho Bull’s Eye Every Time. 12c In r.n Crptinn aixl n IU*ro—tlow He Saved Two flirt* from Drown ing—Now lie W an la to Be n Freak. ItIdeN Use nronelio dm Welt—la Short, lie In n Genuine t'olentlnl Cow boy—How Ite Amazed the Bowery. John Dickhnusen. of Pittsburgh, Pa., aged 14, an orphan, height, live feet live inches; weight, 1140 pounds: chest meas urement, 44 ; Ji inches; waist, AO; neck, 17; biceps, 17%; hips, 54. ; se Such is the name and description of I an orphan who is making a living as best he can. John is indeed a wouder Habitues of the historic Bowerv, in The wheels went down in the mud, fora 14-year»old boy. and he knows it. and the horses come to a dead stop. His chief desire is to be placed on ex- The driver he. whipped and he slashed, hibiticn in a dime museum, and it is New York city, are accustomed to strange sights, and it requires an inci dent of extraordinary novelty to sur- them. One of these rare occur- lenees took place recently, when a par ty of Chinamen, in Hewing silken robes ! and red-buttoned skull caps, entered but there they stuck and there they stayed. In the main time Maj. Wash he was thinkin about that big pile of cotton, and half crazy to pitch in and cuss out creation—which, of course, he would ruther not do that right there in the presence of the good old parson —whilst Parson Brittenham. he was thinkin about the vaHous and sundry felonious good things he was missin, and cor. fin in his remarks to Bible lan guage ns best he could. Finally at last about first dusk they heard the steamboat whistle blowin 1 for the landin, seven miles away, and the stage coach stuck there in the mud | and water. Well. Maj. Wash he jest I simply couldn’t hold in no longer. lie 1 jumped up and down two or three I times in the same place, got ml in the face, and said, with a loud and furious voice: , “Dam them horses!” The old parson smiled the most broadest and sympathetic smile, made a low and heavy bow to Maj. Wash and said: “Thank you. major—thank you, sir.” Hainan People Everywhere. In my own and general ion I ••Ain't Worth a Ban! Nov.” Mother went out the other day. p.e- rusin around and about through the settlement lookin for a settin of freah turkey eggs. And bh-rs your sweet soul, honev, when she returned back liotxu !r that eve, she was i'oamin. 1 wjiay 1 v. ai.>i ui.i luoi.in jura lit/’,a odd jobs like that this sprii llitl.e first place me and Charlie Bllii furious mad, with her fightinelothcson. For my natural horn Lie 1 couldn’t toll where, the storm had ri/.. or what in the thunder was the matter, anyhow. "•Unfits Sanders,” says she. "1 want you to mount your horse—right now— immediately—t Ids mir.nit—and go’over to the mill and give old man Charlie El lington the worst and most, severest bea;in that any white man ever had to tote outen these woods.” Now, to toll the Bible truth about it. 1 want to Kay I war.,; out lookin for any spring. !ng- ton went to school together, took many and many a liekin together, run horse races together, and went gallin together back there in the golden days of boy hood. And licnceforwards after that we have been neighbors and fellow citizens nmd friends together for to these many years. And, what is more, old man Charlie ain’t no slouch for a man himself, and if he ever takes a liekin from one mortal man you can bet all your free silver that the other fellow will be kept monstrous busy in the maintime. “What in all this green and naughty world is the matter with you and Charlie Ellington, mother?” says I. “He cussed—be cussed right at mo— flint’s what!” says she. and bless the heavens if her eyes didn’t flash the na tive fire cf hrr righteous wrath. “What was Charlie cm-sin about, mother?” says I. “Nothin in particular,” says she— “only for pure meanness. I reeke-n. I met up with the wicked old wretch in the road and asked him in n kind ne’gh- borin way how he was gett In along over at the mill. And what do you reckon ho said: ” 'You can tell everybody over in that end of the settlement that 1 ain’t worth a dam now—straight goods. Mines Sanders—1 jest simply ain’t worth a dam.* And with that he driv on. but if I had only been clcst enough 1 would of spit in bis face, so help me!” “Mother, dear, sweet mother,” says I, soft and gentle as 1 could, “don’t you recollect the tromendius heavy floods we had last week, and don’t you recol lect that the waters fell in such great gobs and sluices till they washed down 'Charlie Ellington’s mill, and then even .washed away the dam?” “Yes. Rufus, 1 did hear the news ut that.” Now, then, it seems to me Mice Ckar ias hut only told you a sad and sor- ful truth in his own blunt way. ey right now the poor man ain’t rtli a dam.” iVhat did mother do? Laughed a 1c and cried n little, and then went bed and soon dropped off to sleep. So runs the world with women in it. ut she wouldn’t run any at all scarce ly with the women out. have seen a right smart cf this lost and mint world, -and my notion is that I you will find human people more or le.everywhere. One cf them llghtnin rod men ccroe 1 rumbbu through this country taro or three weeks ago, and if he didn’t euok | old man Buck Ikunage as done as a eraeklin then the world must be square | whilst .the sun rolls round. Six years ago Col. Alf Whitten moved i down hereon Murder Creek from some- ! | where? over in (leorgy. bought him a < ! good plantation and put in to take the ! j lend in farmm ami everything else. He I built him the most lovelie. t home, with | | plenty of outhouses, stocked the place i with fine mules and horses, and soon | get fixed up in red apple style. Now up to that time old man Buck H: image had been call in himself the lead dog of the pack. He lived in the finest house ami rode the finest horse, or-d kept the fiiest mules in his let, and cut a wider swash than any farmer for likely that his wish will be granted. The history of the boy does not differ very j materially from that of any other boy. ! except that at his birth John was of | normal size, and it was not until after he was four years of age that he com menced to grow fat. The boy is not'— as his weight and measurements would j indicate—clumsy on his feet. Quite the contrary. He can danee a breakdown or do a hop, step ami jump justaslively us | a boy of any ordinary size. John is also strong. He can carry r. ! bag of oats w eighing 100 pounds under | each arm without trouble. He has been known to do other feats of strength not usually done by a 3 4-year-old boy. At present John is employed as a boxdtrneh vender for Moore & Both, of 1105 Carson street. South Pittsburgh. He does cot like work cf all kind, and only reft* enough lunches to insure himself a living. One museum manager bcsep.ade John an offer, but it is likely that, he will bold out for more money, only ton dol lars per week being c!" red. It is a po et !iar circumstance that the boy bps keen around the South side fur years and that no one lias thought he was any thing out of the ordinary. At the nge cf 11 years John weighed 173 pounds, and now, before lie is 1!. ho tips the scales at Cl.'>. He is still gaining in weight, and if fed regularly there is no ■ ■ill t ; '' 11 ft ? \f u' / » , >-■ f- > VT v y>*’' vlr?!??: /M®wxy£ t/M, k rlWc- 'Ml w % 'VI miles miles around. The Bnrvon Wn* Thnnkfsl. The trouble ami the fun we had about Charlie Ellington and his cuss word brong back to my mind a good one they used to tell on old I'arsou Brittenham. It came to pass way back there in them plain old days when peo ple had to ride on stage coaches instid of railroad trains as they do now. And from the way the story come to me, it would sorm like old I’arson Brit tenham and Maj. Wash Collins had both took the stage coach for Bell’s Landin. and from there they would lake the steamboat for Now Orleans. It yiould likewise seem that both of them bad some |>owerful preasin busi- jfcess down tho river. The major had [_/ shippen a whole passlc of cotton- pome fifteen to a hundred bales—and ’ ikin for the price to tumble he every The eld parson w as goin Thus timl r,o it come to pass in the run of time that a red-hot rivnlmeut was worked up between old man Buck Ramrge ami Cel. Alf Whitten r.s to which was which and who was who. If the colonel tumid up with a saddle horse that went all the gaits in better style and speed than old man Buck’s horse could go. then about the next mv.vs we got old man Buck had lit out for Kentucky and bought him the fin est saddle horse that money would fa‘.eh. So here they went — who :hculd and who shouldn't, who could and who couldn't. And it would seem like t!.e llghtnin rod man was smooth and quick enough to take in the general circumference cf the Riirrourdins, and w hen be driv up to the Homage place that mornin lie had jpst simply come to put up some liglit- nin rods for eld iron Buck. The old man swore by the livin and the dead that lie didn’t reed any siidi rod tape and tomfoolery around his house. “That house has been stondin right there whore you see it for more than 40 year a.” says he. “end I reckon I •in risk it for 40 years longer. What if a streak of Iiglitrin .was to start down this way. do you reckon T am fool enough to believe that a few of them measly little rods could stop it and turn it lock? Young man. I may look like a native born idiot, and T may net ruther curious at times, but most any body in th : s country will tell you that rid man Buck Hamago ain’t gone no- wheres." The lightnin rod man turned his txlkin machinery loose, but old man Buck wouldn't even nIbhl ’ ;:t the bait, and finally at hw:t he got to snortin ami cus.dn around, considerable as to what be would and what he wouldn’t. “Everybody to their own notions, but some jicople have sense whilst others have fits." says the lightnin red man aa be climbed on his wagon. “Irpent last might at Col. Alf Whitten’s and got tho job of roddin his house from one end to the other in lews time than I have foci 1 off here try in to show a goed man where he was wrong." “Held on there a minr.it." says oil man Buck. “Durnwl if I don’t believo I will let you take the job. I mought be right and I mought be wroug about it. You can put up the rods." Inside of three hours the lightnin rod man vwas done the job and gone, with a pro rota shore of old man Buck’s money in his flank pocket. Now that was on a Thursday, and the next fcilovvln Saturday old man I Buck Bamnge come along by our house | foarnin at the mouth and mad enough to fight his awn baby. In talkinwith mo he jumped on that lightnin rod man, and cussed ami cussed and cuvsed. till the native air was all but hot enough to melt the wax In my ear*. You we old man Buck couldn’t rest well at night till he rid tlovvn by the Vi bitten place to see which hud the finest lightnin rods, him or Coh Whit- ten. And when ho rid uplnfull sight of Col. Alf's house* he saw right where he bad dropped the jug and spilt h!s mo- •drsees. By gracious there want a blame rod C» it. RUFUS SAN’DBrS. m _r-eAV-: /V WANTED TO BE AN ACTOR. doubt that within a few years he on hi* merits should win first prize in any fat I....U >S S.iOV. ■ The history of this remarkable Lby is a sad one in some respects. His father died when he was but two years of age, ar.d a few years later his mother married again. From that time o.i John’s life* was, according to his own story, a bed of thorns without any rcaes. His stepfather did rot like him, and did all in his power to make the boy’s life miserable. When John wax 21 years of age his mother died, and far a time he livedwith his stepfather. The latter tired of keeping such a big little chap in food and clothing and ousted him fieri Heme. John v.'er.t to live with a married sister in a small town near Pittsburgh, hut for the past three or four years he has been living in any way lie could. He is a bright hoy. and if given a chance he would make his mark. John is an expert swimmer, and last summer lie ssfred the lives of- two girls who v.cre in a skiff on the Monongahcla river, near Lock No. 1. The boat was capsized by the waves from a passing steamer, and John, who was bathing nearby, went to their rescue and brought both girls ashore. The parents of the girls were poor, and the only reward John re ceived was their blessing. This con tented him. and he said that i t* would receive no money for doing an act of humanity. of EnsHtnd Forgery. The clever forgery of notes of tire Bank of England, which roevirtly came to light, quite by accident, has created a sensation from the fact that the bank’s own pu;x.*r, with the proper watermark, was reproduced. This had never before been done. The forged notes were ab solutely perfect, excepting that the se cret cipher marks were lacking. The discovery thatlhc rotes were not gen uine was made by a cashier, who hap pened to have reason formally to cheek the validity of the notes by .reference to the cipher books. About £10.(M)0 of the forgrfl notes have turned up so far. and it ban been discovered that they were all put in circulation in one day by l»eing changed simultaneously at 25 dif ferent exchanges in Paris. The gang is known to be a large one, but so far the police have been unable to trace its members. d/ l one of the numerous shooting galleries on th.c Bowery and formed a half cir cle around a stoekily-built Celestial, who took up a rifle and began an ex amination of the mechanism that showed him to possess a practical knowledge of its workings. The ni- tendant Mongolians chattered excited ly as the rifle in the hands of their countryman was raised and aimed at the target; the crowd which hail ij4"-ji attracted to the gallery by the strange spectacle got ready to laugh, and the proprietor of the place regarded the marksman with an amused smile. A | second later the whole aspect of af fairs changed. The Bowery ites forgot to laugh, while the Chinamen cackled like a regiment of hens at feeding time. The rifle had been fired and the sharp ring of tire gong registered a j null’s eye. ! The crowd watched the second shot 1 anxiously; the first might have been ; a lucky accident. A second time the* ; marksman scored n bull’s eye: then a i third and a fourth tunc. A dozen shots all w ithin the little circle brought con- I vietion that one Chinaman, at least, was a dead siiot. and knew as well how to handle a rifle as any white man in the crowd. When he had still furtfici* astonished the onlookers by bowling down in quick succe.-sion ha!f a dozen of the little dancing figures that only advanced members of the shooting fra ternity present would dare to tackle. T.l* Hr.M.ft KH2ln;r. About 700 rabbits were killed in a drive along the Crooked riverJn Crook coun ty, Ore., the line of heatrirs extending at the start four miles. A mile nnd A half from the corral n small creek had to l>e crossed. When the stream wa.*» reached there were several thousand rabbits on the run. but they were turned back by the water nnd most of them es caped their pussuers. In MlKlitr Hard Lacb. An opulent Bath (Me.) citizen spent half a day sifting ashes in which In* he*} lost a rickcl. nnd ‘hen didn’t find it. QUONG TUCK LUNG. the Chinaman’s conquest w a.*, complete. He was escorted to his home in ( hina- 1 town by a cheering throng, and only succeeded in getting away from them • bv barricading the dcor. He proved to be Quong Tuck Lung, a I Chinese merchant doing business at No. 11 Mott street. Inquiry Lis closed the fact that he had spent many y ars of bis lift* in Wyoming, where he had acquired the knack of using both rifle and revolver with the dexterity of an expert; he had also learned to ride 1 bucking bronchos and to throw the lariat with the wkill of a cowboy. He was l>orn in China. 35 years ago. and has lived in New York for the past i live years. In the west be held his own with the roughest men wiicni the life of the plains threw him against. When [a. man is a dead shot the color of the skin on the linger that pulls the trigger is not to he considered. Of course such a genius could not long lx- hidden from the great world outside the little Chinese world. Quong Tuck Lung received a call one day from a well-dressed American, who informt*' the Mott street merchant that he had heard of his wonderful record w ith the rillo and wished to engage him as his j (tersonal attendant ami as steward of I his estate. The visitor, who proved to Ih* a wealthy broker of Wall street, of fered such a princely salary that Quong speedily decided to leave his I partner to run things while he followed ' the fortunes of his new friend. lie has ever since l»cen dividing his time between his Mott street store, his em ployer’s house at Westbury, L. I., and the Adirondack mountains, whither he j accompanies the Wall tftreet man on his hunting trips. He dresses and arms himself in wild western style, and is prepared to bring | down either birds or bears, as luck d<* termines; and he can dress and cook 4be quarry with a skill that the oldest guide cannot surpass. Quong is of a saving disposition and is reputed to be wealthy. Although he dresses in American clothes and has more of the characteristics of a white man than a Chinaman. Quong still re tains his queue nnd has no intention of runouncing allegiance to the emperor of his native land. Hell In Contribution Ifox. Alice Morse Earle tells in the Atlantic of one church where the contribution box used contained a small bell con cealed in it, which would ring only when a contribution was made. The collection was usually taken during the •ermon and no stingy churchgoer could firi-1 of detection. C*»t Cntchcs PnrtrlflRca. Samuel Bovens, of Bethel, Vt., has a ♦mined cat that brings in partridge* for family dinners. Fierce Flnbt Hot ween n I7or*e cna * Siberian Illootlbosnd. The fiercest battle seeni in this part of the world for many a long day has just taken place in Shclbyville, Ind. The combatants were animals—a horse and a great Siberian bloodhound, both the property of Thomas F. Chafie, a livery man. In the fight the horse was al most torn to pieces and the deg \vc- scverely injured. Mr. Chafie is a great dog fancier, ar i some months ago, while on a visit to the cast, spent an evening at a dog show, where ho saw and purchased the blood- l.our.:!. Queen. The animal is of un usual size, and anything but sweet- tempered. The dog occupied a stall in the stable next to that of Mr. Chafic’s family driving horse, and the two a: i- laalS formed an immediate friendship. “MUDSILL” HAMMOND. Ez-Govomcr of Couth Carolina Who Said “Cotton la King.” An> on Hie Hinder Hill—The Philoso pher See* Prophecy in (he Speech oI (tse Carolinian in IM.'M. ///: /'MYitiii'. X— / T HIS GREAT GACFMRCZ. PS* m i 1 LEAPED FOP. TITU IIORSE'C THROAT. In the course of a few woe]:.; they 1 0- camo almost inse[ ble. The big dog would lie for hours at a time watching its equine friend, and the hor.-e become irr.eauy if Queen were away far any length of time. Hut their friendship wa.; to be put to a severe iest. Queen av.cke one morning some wcoltn ago and found nine puppies to provide for. The* horse put its head through the par tition between the stalls, rubied its nose along the back cf or.o of the pup pies, and received its first surprise. For Queen’s friendship was net preef egalnr.t canine motherly anxiaty, ar.d : he mapped at the horse’s reek. After that there was suspicion and distrust or both sides. The puppies were large and p0w?rfpj youngster.;, and noon became stre: g erxr -.••If t > warder from st.Ji to stall. They had nn rnfnrlune.t 1 ' habit cf get ting under the hern’.; feet, and more than once Mr. Chafie r.ven d one of the liltlrdeg: jur.: in time. It war an accident cf thi sort which brought on the fight. The horse, moving about in its stall, planted a foot c:i one of the pups. T! ? puppy uttered a howl, a: d Queen leaped for the horse’s throat. The horse threw up i-ts Imuil, hrcal ln'T the head- stall. and backed cut cn the str ide dragging the dog \.l h it. The stable dcor was closed a nd I he hoise could r.cti . arc. Ih nnd m>l round tire narrow 1 apace the animals swung, the home fre;;::ii i1 v. i h pain, striking wildly at the dog with it . forefeet, and Queen, ere.red by the crie ; of her friyh.l- c cd puppies, tearing fiercely at the horse’s neck and shoulder. Mr. Chafie, who war; in the stable at the time, watching his chance, gained tine ete.hle door and threw it open, and thehorae shook itself free and dashed cut into the RUible yard. Queen, blind with rag'', leaped at Mr. Chefie and war. met by a blow from a pitchfork, which laid hrr senseless on the s'r.hie fleer. Both horse and deg had been badly ir’jnred in the encounter, and three of the nine pups had been killed. The rlx left have been christened .McKinley. Hobart, Sherman, Cage, Alger ar.d Clark: or, and it; is Mr. Chafic’s intertir-n when the little Logs ar? old enough to pr of nt them to the d'stirmdilud gentlemen for whom thev have keen rani: d. 'Hre fount (!:o Tlcblc Deed of n Kind Fattier. “Papa is so noble,” said Angeline Fere de Sere a.s she enrersed the fringe of her jeweled fan and looked into the patrician face of theyoungCount Ilcc-k- emalh “Your esteemed father imprerscs me a« bolli generous and kind,” replied the MISS ANGELING EXPLAINS THINGS. young nobleman. “Y’ou were about to speak concerning the matter of dot.” ”1 was indeed,” continued the fair young women, “and in the matter of dowry pap is kindest and noblest of all. Fearing that you might be tempted by jiecuniary considerations and that I might be deprived of a pure ami unself ish lore, he has decided to give me noth ing as a marriage portion, and—” “I cannot," added the young patri cian, “deprive one so good of the love of an only daughter. The sacrifice is great, but I ware less a man if 1 insisted upon marriage. I bid you farewell.” And Hid young count, dissolved in tears, went out into the bitter night. Why Her Faith Departed. The London Telegraph tells a story •bout a young curate of evangelical views, who recently committed the in discretion of smoking in the street. A woman, one of his parishioncis, who saw him, was so shocked that she im- nfcedlatcJy renounced her belief in the thirty-nine article*. • In my last letter 1 said that I did not Know who first said “cotton is king.” This admission of my ignorance seems to have surprised and awakened some of my Carolina friends and now 1 know from many sources that ex-Gov. Ham mond said it in a speech in tire United States senate in 1S5.S, during the debate on tlie admission of Kansas, it was ut great speech, for he was a great man. It was a state’s rights speech such as Calhoun might have made, ar.d iu it ne said: "No. sir. you dare not make war on cotton—cotton is king. Until late ly the Bank of England was king, but last fall she tried to put the screws upon our cotton crop and was utterly vanquished—cotton is king." That speech gave much offense at the north ind won for him the title of "Mudsill Hammond,’* for in it lie said: “In all social systems there must be a Has* to do the drudgery of life—a class requir ing hut a low order of intellect and but little skill. This class must have vigor, docility and fidelity. Such a class you must have or you would not have that other and higher class which leads progress, refinement and civilization. This inferior Hass constitutes the very mudsills of society and cf government and you might as well attempt to build a house in the air as to build except upon the mudsills. Fcrtunuteiy for the south she has a race adapted to that purpose. We shall call them slaves—a word discarded by ears polite, but you h ive a similar class at the north. Yes. you have it—it is there, it is every where. it is eternal.” 1 remember how the northern press scarified him for his mudsill speech, but he spoke the truth and it is still the truth, and more so. for the mudsills are more numerous now in proportion to tiie population. Almost everybody in this region is a mudsill and :f that Ding- ley tariff hill becomes a law the masses will all be mudsills for the privileged and protected Hasses. The common, people of a nation can never jircsper tin der a proteetive tariff until a man can lift himself up by the straps on his hoots. Only the protected will jircsper and they are hut a small classenmpared with the unprotected. Even Mr. Atkin son. the Boston statesman, says the Dingley bill will prove a burden on the people and bring in hut littie revenue. But 1 did not intend to branch off on this tariff question, though it is an Harming and seriou**cne to the south ern people, for we'manufacture noth ing to speak of. Everything in this room where I art writing came from the north. I have been working in my garden nil Lay with northern tools and •von the wheelbarrow has ‘.he stamp of “Brand Kapids" ujjon it. I didn’t use t> ba a mudsill, but I am row ami my hands are so cramped by digging and forking the ground that I can hardly hold the pen in my fingers. But Senator Hammond did not use that word in any invidious sense. Ue did not mean to sling mud at anybody. He had built a mill cn his farm and knew that it was necessary for the mudsill to be sunk deejs down below the water and quicksand or else the floods would wash the mill away. Pro tection props will not protect tho mill unless the foundation is laid deep and strong, and it is the tod and sweat of labor that makes our food and cloth ing. Labor is the mudsill—the founda tion cl society ar.d government. Ex tinguish labor for a year or half a year "r even a month nnd the Goulds and .Vxto-s and Vanderbilts would perish. We are told that there is never a week’s supply of food in N'ew York and those millionaires couldn't ride and wouldn’t wall: to the west after it. I am mighty sorry for these rich and helpless peo ple. Just let the trains stop running end the cooks unit cooking and all (he butchers* and bakers’ shops he Hosed for lack of supplies and all the horses get out of food, what would become cf lhe millionaires in New York city” They would be ns lieljdess as a painted ship upon a painted ocean. They would he like Mr. IJouss. who says he will give any man $1,000,000 who will restore his sight. The mudsills must not be dis honored, for they are the only cla*--; who are fulfilling destiny, for the Lord raid ta the man: "By the sweat of thy face shalt thou oat bread.” Yes. I am 1 mudsill right, now. and if it is a curse it brings a blessing with it. I work hard at manual labor and get. all over in a sweat of perspirat ion, as Cobe says, and I feel proud of my day’s work, and Mrs. Arp gets off her matronly dignity end walks out to nee what I have done and condescends a few remarks of ap probation. That satisfies me till next morning, when I work some more be fore breakfast—work makes me forget to brood over littlo troubles and it gives me a good appetite and. my food digests and I sleep better and snore less and don’t cry out with the nightmare. It is a blessed privilege to be a minis!!!, a horny-handed son of toil, for it se cures good health and brings a ma*i nearer to his Creator, for he was made out of dirt nnd unto dirt he must re turn. Adam worked in a garden and so do I. Eve stepped around and. smiled an Adam while he toiled and %o dees Mrs. Arp smile on me. So let the toriif roll on. It won’t affect, what I raise iu my garden, I reckon.—Bill Arp, in At lanta Constitution. FInIi Hie of Exhunatfon. It may not be generally known that there is cruelty in the keeping of gold fish. Half of such captives die from sheer want of rest. As fish have eye* so formed that they cannot enchire tho light, in. a glass vessel they are in an entirely wrong place, as is evident from the way in which they dash about and go round and round, until fairly worn out. )