The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, September 17, 1881, Image 1

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TRI-W EEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO, S. C., SEPTEMBER 17, 1881. ESTABLISHED 1865. DON'T TAKE IT TO HEART. There's many a trouble Would break like a bubble, And Into the waters of Lethe depart, Did not we rehearse it, And tenderly nurse it, And give it a permanent place in the heart. There's many a sorrow Would vanish to-morrow, Were we not unwilling to furnish the wings, So sadly intruding, And quietly brooding, It hatches out all sorts of horrible things. Hlow welcome the seeming Of lookn that are beaming, Whether one's wealthy or whether one's poor, Eyes bright as a berry, Cheeks red as a cherry, The groan and the curRe and the heartache can euro. Resolved to be merry, All worry to ferry Across the famed waters that bid us forget; And ho longer tearful, But happy and cheerful, We feel life has much that's worth living for yet. TIE MAJOR'S GHOST. It was the twelfth annual dinner of the club, and the colonel, the major, the captain and myself were seated around a table loaded with wine and fruit. We were the, remainder of our club, which originally contained all the officers of our regiment who had survived the war. At first there k - fifteen of us, but the hardships and unds of these four bit ter years had taken the others away. Every year there was one plate less, and we began to look on our final dissolution. But we four who had mot the previous year, gladly drained a glass to the dis comfort of the broken spell. It had not been our fate to have the fame of victory without toil, for ours had been a fighting regiment. Dangers shared together had strengthenod the bond of friendship, and these yearly meetings were rich in stories of old times-stories of daring, or of the kind ness of some who had gone to eternal rest. None of us wore old men. The colonel was just forty, the major was thirty-five, and the captain was thirty three, and I six years his junior. We were all married except the major, and it was a wonder to us that he was not married, for the major was just the man who could have made a good and true woman's life bright and joyous. Handsome, brave, generous, a de lightful talker, an author of no common merit, and possessed of a fortune ample enough to .make the world's comforts and luxuries accessible, the major was much sought in society and was ever ready to respond to the call. But while attentive to all women with whom he was thrown in contact, he was noted for the impartiality with which he bestowed these attentions. We knew that he could easily carry offt a desirable prize, but lIo never made the attempt. As our knowledge of his character had shown us his chivalrous devotion to womon,.and as we know that during our acquaintance he had never had' prefer once for any specia -one, we were puz aled to know- why this was so. We had made him the point of subtle attacks regarding the matter, but the Major was a good strategist, and he turned the flank of 'every forward movement we essayed in this direction, diverting our talk into other channels, until at last we had dropped the matter as one that might touch on a sorrowv of which we knew nothing. The talk had been lively all through the evening, centreing about reminiscences of jovial times during a raisa we had made, which had been pro lific o( athusing adventure. 'Tho'Major had'shown at his best, and we had listened to his humorous narra tive with keen delight. So the dlinnier had passed and the dessert was before us, the servants had been dismissed and cigars wocre lit. Then one of those uni accountable silences that come to such assemblages fell upon us, and we puffed away at our cigars and said nothing, until the atillnoss grew strangely weird an~d poiterful. Suddenly the Major stopped smoking, and, looking at each of us in turn, said, "You have oft'on wondered why I am not married, and now I will tell you." "1t is not a long story, but it may be of interest to you, and as we are all that is left, I have thought that the secret should be shared between i" "When the war came I 'a graduated from the college, a ~ .1u know, enlisted as a private. I , no easy nmatter for mnc to do this but .L felt it to be my duty. I was young, strong, and able to fight. I had means to make the life of a soldi'er as comfortable as it could be0 made, and while my mind longed for literary and peaceful enes, I still felt that I owed my country a duty. It was but a short time after I enlisted when we were ordered South. The r4gin4nt, as you know, had hard work And 15enty of it, but my part was as well rewarded as I could wish, for I was soon advanced to the command of my company. "You remember the time when we wont south of the Rappahannock, and were quartered in this queer little vil lage, where even thoulgh we were foes, the people trcated us so kindly ? You must also remember the large house back of the village, the one that crowned the lill on whose sides were so many orchards ? Welhl, I had been but a day in the village-when I found out that it was the native place of Harry Wayne, my college chum, and also, that the house on the hill was-his home. "JFor a~ few dlaa T refrined from all ing, thinking that my uniform might be distasteful to Harry's mother and sisters, for he had gone with his State and was an officer in Lee's army. At last my de siro to know something of my old friend grow too strong to be kept down with such scruples, and one afternoon I walked to the house, and, passing up the broad carriageway running from the road to the door, went slowly up the steps loading to the pleasant and shady veranda, and just as I was about sound ing the massive old-fashioned knocker the door was thrown open, and a young and beautiful woman stood before me. The laugh that had boon a moment be fore rippling from her lips, ceased, and she started back with a slight gesture of alarm, but my doffed cap and peaceful attitude roassured her, and sho stood waiting. "Is Mrs. Wayne in ?" I asked. " 'My mother is at home, who shall I say desires to see her?'" "Charles Talbot, a class-mato of her son, and at present with the regiment quartered in the village." "'What, are you the Charley Talbot who was Harry's chum at College?'" "I am." "'Then come, for we all seem to know you, and though on opposite sides are friendg,' and she held out her hand." "I took it, and its warm clasp thrilled me strangely, as did the clear glance of the bright eyes that were upturned to mine." "'I am Mabel Wayne, Harry's sistor,' she went on. 'We have heard so much from Harry concerning you, and your kindness to him, that we have often longed to moot you. Harry said that he know you would be in the Northern army, but for us, in your case, there is no war. Please be seated and I will call mother.'" "We had passed into a large, airy drawing-room while she had been speak ing. Here she left me and soon re turned with a middle-aged lady, whose beauty was of that quiet, motherly kind, so rich in the power that makes one comfortable and at ease. I found that, despite my antagonistio uniform, I was held a friend; and glad was I to know this, for the first glance of Mabel Wayne's eyes had broken down the barriers that I had raised against love barriers of which I had made many boasts to myself-and I know that, como what would, my future life would garner its joy from her kindness, or have no joy at all. I was invited to remain to supper, and did so; and when my duty forced me to take my leave, I was asked to make my calls as frequent as my time and inclination would permit. "You can easily surmise that both time and inclination made the interval between my visits very short, and I soon noticed that the door was always opened by Mabel often cro I had reached the steps leading to the veranda. Who could mistake the motive of such a mark of favor? And you can know that to my soul this brought a glory that was brighter than sunshine and whose music was sweeter than the spring chorus of birds. "I have not told you of Mabel Wayne's beauty. It was of that clear Saxon type, which denotes a bright and sunny disposition. And she was as merry as one could wish, possessing a fnely cultivated mind, a sparkling wit, and a sweet, ringing voice that made it a delight to sit and listen to hear her talk. As you know, we were quartered. two months in that village ; but before our regiment marched south I had asked Mabel to be my wife and had hoard her low voice tell of a love that I knew would bless me all through the years. Her mother gave a willing consent, and the time fixed for our union was the close of the war. "Then came our marching orders, and the raid in which I won my major's commission. During the year which followed, and the campaign of which Oottysbug was the conclusion, I heard frequently from Mabel, for the com munication between her home and our lines was kept open. The last trenmond eus struggle southward with Grant fol lowed this, and as you all know, we were on patrol duty and reconnoitering all the time ; and when the flank move ment began, kept well on the outskirts of the army, and made that last raid down the peninsula, which brought the crisis of my life. "Do you remember the day weo were expecting to meset Fitz Hugh's men ? I was on picket duty that evening, and had a battalion of our regiment deployed along a road that ran through some broken country. yust after night began to deepen, and the shadowvs lay heavy between the trees that flanked the road, the rapid gallop of a horse sounded up from a narrow valley ; and telling the men near to be ready, I rode down the sloping ground to meet the person ap preaching. Soon I camne to a p)lace that gave me command of a long stretch of road and halted just in the shadow. In another moment a horseman dashed into view, and came raipidly towards me. As soon as my voice couldl be heard I com manded a halt, but the ordoer was un heeded. "'Halt or I Rre,' I cried, and still tho horse came dashing on ; and the next moment my pistol was levelled, and the sharp report rang out on the still night. With a low cry thme horseman tumbled feom the addle;an-d then +Ie flnute of a white robo made me spring to tho ground and run to where the prostrato form was lying. "The person I had mistaken for a foo was a woman; and as I bent over the white face, I felt my heart grow cold, for it was the face of Mabel Wayne. "I took her in my arms, and her eyes looked up in mine, so full of love that I sobbed liko a child. ''011, my darling, my darling,' I cried, 'what brought you hero ?' "'I heard you woro with the troops, Charlie, and I wished to sce you.' " 'And I have killed you, and blighted my life,' I answered. "'No, not blighted it, Charlie. You did not mean to harmi me, and it was mf fault.' "Even with the chill of death maleing her blood grow cold, her love would not let me boar blame. I saw she was rapidly growing weaker, and, saying I would got a surgeon, was turning away, when she stopped.ne.' " 'No, it will be usoless,' she said. 'I am visiting at a house only a short dis tuce away, take me there.' "Binding up the wound as well as I could, I obeyed her. And in that house, clasped in my arms, her head on my heart, she died, and there I left her lying asleep. "I wrote an account of the affitir and sont it to her mother, and on to Harry. They both answered, telling me they hold me free from blame. But more comforting than this, more comforting than aught but her living for me hero, is the knowledge I have that her spirit is with me; that her love is still my own, and will forever be so. I have seen1 her face; I have heard her voice; I have felt the pressure of her lips; and soon we will be together, and the lovo that was separated for a tine on earth will be joiqed in heaven for all eternity. I can see her now, as beautiful and kind as in the old years. Yes, I can see her, and she is mine." The Major ceasod talking. A glad light grow brilliant in his eyes and suf fused his face. Then he covered this with his hands. We did not say any thing for a time; but at last the silence grow oppressive. "Lot us take sonic wine," said the Colonel. And all but the Major filled their glasses. "Will you not join us, Major," asked the Oolonel. - He did not answor, and the Colonel rose and, going to his side, touched him. There wAs no response. The Colonel took down his hands, and a chill fell upon us. The Major was dead. The Rothschild FamIly of Milionaires. The Rothschilds have been attracting no little attention to themselves in Paris by the announcement of the extension of the act of partnership to 1905. The Paris branch of the famous family is cinito largo. The dowager Baroness Rothschild, who lives in the family man sions in the Ruo Lafitc, had fivo chil Iron-Baroness Alphonse, who is at this late at the head of the family ; Baron Bolomnon, who died a long time ago ; Baron Gustave, Baron Edmnond, and the Baroness Nathaniel Rothischild. The venerable dowager is a veritable foun.. Lain of charity. She gives away hun :ireds of thousands of francs every year. [n thle summer she lives ini a spl1end(id Ilouso #6 Bologne, where apanrtmnents of iach of her sons5 and daughters are kept 3onstantly in order. Baron and Baroness &lphonso Rlothschihd live in the 01(d man 110on in the Rue St. Florentine, where ralloyrand once resided. They are gay and are extremely fond of society, and ire seen everywhere in tile monde. Tile Baronoas is 0110 of tihe most accomp)lished aquestriennes who frequent thle Bois de Boulogne. Her husband is an enthusi istic patron of the tur~f. He has his stab)los at Meantrif amnd Chiantilly, and Lavishoes millions on thlem. Solomon [Rothlschild was a delicato-mindled man, fonid of conversation, books, pictures and socioty. His widow hlas a daughtcer wilo svill, it is said, be the richet'f heiress in the Paris family. Baron Gustave is the >nly one whio has married outside the ramily. One of the sons of the late Nathaniel Rothschild has jus5t pulrchlased the splendid mansion of Count Toistol, in tile Avenue do Friedland ; and another eamed Arthur sponlthis life iln collecting books. It is said that no 0on0 else ill Lranco, except tile Duke d'Aumalo, posq 1esses such inlestimnable treasures of rare editions and curious b)inding as tis young Rothschlild. One of the latest idditions to the delegates to Paris of this phenomenally rich J amily is Baron Adolho Rothlschild of Naples, who has i'losod out his business anld retired with the serenity of consc5ient( C promoted by bhe knowledge of the p)ossesionI of a for tune of 180,000,000 francs. IHo may be soon now and then in the Bois, lolling negligently in tile blue carriago, which is 0on0 of the peculiaritions of tile house. lie is a groat collector, and will spenlt hundreds of thlousands of ltrancs uponl runy trifle 110 hlappenms to consider he must have. Thlere is but 0110 Catholic in the family, and that is the young Dunchess of Grammont, who, it will be remembered, was the daughter of Baron Rothschild of Frankfort-on-thlo-Main, 01ne of the richlest memb)ers of thle group. -In England and Wales there are 440 nersons tn the sqmare mile A Vitriol Fiend. { On the morning of the 14th of No- I vombor, 1878, tho mutilated remains of I a man were found on the bank of the River Tula, in the suburbs of the city of Panuco, Mexico. The body was clothed I in coarse garments, and though authori ties endeavored to solve the mystery t their efforts were without success. The ] fact was disclosed that besides being gashed with a knife, the face, hands and body were burned beyond recognition by a strong acid. The ghastly retnains were buried, and further investigation ceased. A short time before the occurrence of the above facts there came to live on the outakirts of Panuco, one Baptiste Monzani, accompanied by his pretty Mexican wife. They lived in princely style, and were looked upon as people of fabulous wealth. Baptisto was known to absont himself from home for days and WCeks, dur'ng which time the fes tivities at his house continued without interruption. Rich and venerable seniors seemed to be the principal guests during Baptiste's absence, but as everything passed off in the most decorous manner gossip was denied itg swing. One morning a charcoal burner while at work in a forest just up from the river noticed that his dogs were acting in a mysterious mannor, and following their lead for a distanoc through the under growth came upon the mutilated body of a woman almost nude. What little portion of the garments still remained upon her were of the finest material and her feet and hands were of a mold which indicated that the unfortunate was of a higher class of society. The face was disfigured beyond recognition by an acid, and in conse quence of the intense heat, decomposi tion had sot in. A short distance from Monzani lived Senorita Jurez, an old and wealthy widow lady, who, thrco mornings before the discovery by thq charcoal burner, had disposed of a largo portion of her city property and had drawn a large sum of money from her banker in the City of Mexico. On the night before she visited Monaani's villa, and when departing stated thU shed would leave for Vera Cruz the following morning, whenco sho would sail for EA. rope, to be absent some bimo. That was the last seen of her alive. During an excursion to Panuco, Juan Movannez, a young and handsome Mexi can, who by the death of his father a short time before fell heir to an immense fortune, met Senorita Monzani, who, with hor husband, entertained the young Mexican In a princely fashion. Ho b came very confidential with his h osts, informing them of his intention of going abroad for a number of years, and be side giving Baptiste a letter of introduc tion to his l*nker in Mexico. While two fishermon were in their boat on the river Tula one morning, they picked up a bag carefully sowed together and upon opening it discovered the body of a man mutilated and hacked to This, like the others, was surrounded in a mystery, and all efforts to discover a clue proved fruitless. The fetes at the Monzani villa continx uied to go on uninterrupted, and it wa considered a great favor to gain admis sion to any of them. Baptiste had fro quontly absented himself, under the : p)rotense of looking after some business, matters, but his pretty senorita continued to dispense hospitality with a liberality i that provoked admiration. About this time there appeared on the scene a young Mexican named Rudigo, whose attentions to the beautiful senor-, ita didl not escape observation. Though , Baptiste noticed certain acts on the part , of the pair that would cause disruption in any well-regirlated domestic circle, ho, to all ap)pearances, quietly winked at them, firmly believing that it was i only a part being played by his wife for I Lhc consummation of a deed from which I both would enjoy a harvest. This state of affairs continued for some time with out any objection being raised by Bap tiste, until one morning lie unexpectedlyr roturned to his home and, unnoticed, proceeded to his room, where, to his astonishment he discovered his wife and Rudigo fast asl.op in chcl other's arms. Some noise awakened Rudigo, who, with out standing upon any ceremony, made a p)recipitate flight, disappearing before the astonished Babtiste could fully real ize the true stafe of affairs.t No oxplanaition would satisfy the in furiatod mran, and he swore to be avenged on both. About a week after the above occur-a rence the servants of the house were startled by loud shirieks coming from their mistress's room, and, on going in the direction of the sound they saw Monizani running through the corridlor I loading to the senorita's room and jump ig from a side window on to a portico, and thence to the ground. A sports man was riding past at the time, and, f seeing a female at the window motion- I ing to stop Monzani, whom the rider ~ sup)posed to be a burglar, raised his ~ gun and fired. Monzani, 'with a groan dropped to the ground, mortally wound- f ed. After great difficulty, the senorita, t despite her writhing and convulsive struggling, was placed upon her bed. A physician was at onoe summoned, who immediately disovere thath mufr unate woman had ben frightfully )urned with vitriol, her face being on irely destroyed, and her bos'om and Load also mutilated. Beside, she had an ugly stab wound in the left breast vhich had penetrated the lung. Despite he ministrations of the doctor the vounded woman tore and raved, and Ipon the arrival of the police denounced ter murderer in awful terms. "Our lives ha- o been cemented for roars," she said, 'by crime in its very rorst phases. I aided him in all his iefarious doods, and without pio he Lover could have succeeded. While I lept this morning lie plunged a stiletto ato my bosom with one hand, while vith the other he covered my face with sponge saturated with vitriol. But he tas not escaped me. If lie recovers rom his wounds my evidence will guil otIU him." Receiving a stimulant, she continued ter narration, which for pure fiendish Less cannot be equaled in the annals of rime. "Born of an opulent drover, my father Lad educated me in the best schools of Puropo, and would have made me his Leiress but for my blind love for this vrotch. I had scarcely reached my ma ority when he seduced me. After that lived for the gratification of his desire lone, until in Mouzani I found a lover o whom my soul went out with all the ervor of my hot blood. I planned and mt into execution deeds that lie could Lover have accomplished. We lived in uagnifloent style, and as a consequence ttracted considerablo notice. When we ook up our residence at Panuco our unids were nearly exhausted. Monzani, luring one of his trips, nade the ao juaintanco of a rich young Spaniard aamed Lapuesta, whom Io invited to mur home. "One night the man became stupofied vith drink and while in that condition vlonzahi murdered him, and having dis igured the body with vitriol, clothed it vith coarse garments and threw it into he river Tula, where it was subsequent y found. From this victim we obtained trmoney, notes and forged orders over 10,000. .."Senorita Juraz bade me farowell on lie eve of her departure for Europe. I ocompanied her through the forest on ter way home. When about half way, donzani, who lay in wait, felled her to lie ground. Vitriol was again used to lisagure the body, which was hastily ovored with leaves and left to rot. In he lining of her skirt we found over ,7,000. "Our next victim was Juan Movannez, vhom Baptiste had inveigled to the kouse. He became smitten with my harms and wont so far as to proposo loping with me. He could not be in luced to drink anything but light wines nd, consequently, never became intoxi ated. "One night I placed a powerful drug ul his wine. As lie was about to drink te suggested to change glasses. We Lid so, but I purposely broke mine upon he floor, though it somed accidental. finally succeeded in drugging him, rhen Monzani dispatched him with a agger. "Having burned the face and body ceyond recognition, lie sewed it up in a ag and threw it into the river, where it ras subsequently found by some fisher sen. I ingratiated myself into the aan's confidence to such an extent that s tor his death I succeeded, by forged irders and letters, drawing from various sanking firms over $60,000 belonging to Iovannez. I was tired of Monsani, and tudigo and myself were plannling to aurdor him, but lie was too quick for us, I y only desire to live is for revenge, and should Monzani recover from his round, I am determined to hunt him to leath. What was once love for him has urned to bitter hate," The unfortunate woman lingered a ow days, and at last defeated justice by icr death. Monzani died the same day Lo received his wounds, cursing the iame of his mistress, and making the ir blue with oaths. But a few hundred tollars were found upon the premises, Cho houso was, one night atter tihe burial f the owners, razed to the ground by an angry mob, who broke in pieces the logant furniture before setting fire to lie building, P'hoaMant Shooting. When hunting ruffed grouse, or pheas nte, as they are usually called, it is bes8t a be in thme fieldl at an early hour, as they isit their feeding grounds as soon1 as the un ie fairly up. They are very fond of merries of every description, and may be ound early in tihe morning in the hollows FIhere those bushes abound. A good rouse dog should be a staunch, slow working setter withl a keen nose, and even lhen is seldom rehiable unless lie ia espec illy broken on tils bird, in hunting which nowing birds observe tile following points, riefly given by us becau,se they will be eotter rememlbered, and ouIr sp.ace demand. re.vity : Look for your birds on the sides nud foot of hills thlat are overgrown with edar, spruce and laurel. If your bird ia lushed at the foot of a hill, ho will most kely ascend it in his flight, and if lhe does ot settle on the near side of it, lie will do o just over the top, when he will lie closer o the dog than whlen first disturbed. '(hen flushed on top of the hill they will ly downwards and very often make a rapid urn when they reach the bottom, either o the right or left. Grouse are cisily ,harmed by the human voice; theoy will ear the presence of a dog or the report of gun much better than they will a dicg'e vord1 spoken by the sportsman: On Pleket. The relief is going out from the r,serve picket. B.,tween the reserve and the camp, where 10,000 men are slumbering, is half a mile of woods; fields and brokein ground. Between the reserve and the ene my Is a thin line of picket-a man stationed here and there to give advance warning of any movement. Follow the relief and you will notice how cautiously the men tread. The dark line winds around through the trees, flits acros open space, and halts here and there for a moment to relieve the old picket. Musket shot away are the pickets of the enemy, and a loud word may bring a volley of bullets. The line inight pass you twenty feet away and you would hardly catch a sound. 8it you here on this bank where you can look dawn upon the picket-aye, almost touch him. A little creek runs between you. There is an open space of thirty feet, and all around it are trees, stunps, logs and brush. It would be 'a lonely place in which to pass two long hours even in times of peace. There is a warning in the midnight breeze as It rustles the branches, and the waters of the creek, have more than once been colored with blood. The lone picket takes his statloii nider a tree. In the dark shadow you can hardly make him out. As he finds himself alone his eyes are constantly searching the dark ness in front, and his ears catch every sound. They tell of men found asleep on picket. It must be a strange man who could clore his eyes in sleep with the night wind whispering in his ears: "Beware I beware! In the bushes to the left is a foe!" and the waters of the creek are plainly saying, " Keep watch to the right I right I right ! right I" That man has been In a dozen battles. and has been wounded three times. Dan't call hi a coward, and yet he trembles and turns pale before he has ben fifteen minutes alone. The skirmish line with its deliberate murder is not as bad a place as this. If that man is dead when the relief comes again it will be worse than miidcr. Call that babbling creek company ? Hark I hear what it is saying to him, every word as plainly spoken as if their language was the same ! "Look out! Look out! There is a fierce-faced guerrilla crawling through the bushes l,oward youl lie has a knife in his teeth and lie is coning to assassinate you P, If the creek (lid not say so, and if the picket (lid not understand, why did lie give that sudden Atart and change his po sition V Why d4e he kneel to get a clearer look around'hiniI Why does lie keep his eyes fastened upon that Stump until the intensity of his gaze brings out every knot and splinter? If fifty men were asleep in that space and one other were awake he would feel-the loneliness and danger. By daylight a school girl might weave a ro mance from the babble of the waters. Hark I Is there any romance in this: " Beware I beware I That man with tangled hair, fierce eyes and savage face Is still advancing I Be on your guard, watch -listen 1! Coward I count the scars on his body look up his record I No, not a coward, and yet his pale face comes to you from the darkness almost like a candle's light. If it was fear he would crouch down. If it was cowardice he would hide, or desert his post. No, it is not tear, and yet he thinks it a feeling unworthy of him, and he braces against it. IIe turns a deat car to the whispers of the creek. Ile refuses to hear the warnings of the breeze. You can almost, see himi as he shuts his teeth hard together and tries to force his thoughts into another channel. "Look out I look out!" whispers the creek, but lie refuses to hear. Something is moving over the ground behind him. You can see it from where you sit. It is something darker than the dark grouiid beneath. Now it moves now it halts--now its fierce eyes almost light up the darkness, as it makes out the muffled form of the picket leaning against a tree. " Murder I Murder I Murder ! gurgles time creek. You hear it, but the pickei, is thinking of home. A thousandl mItes av:ay is a quiet farm house. If the same night wind blows there it kisses the apple blossoms and lulls the wife and1( chiildren to dleiper slum bers. You see that dark something comhing nearer. It Is creep)ing upJ behind him. A tiger would rustle thme leaves or snap a twvig, and his victim wouldt have time to call God's name before the spring. This is a human tiger. God( punt mercy in his heart. but it was dIriven out by hate. " ave hIm 1 Bave him I'' crledl tIhe creek. You start at the call, but lie (does not move, lie is thinking of the wife whose tear4 wet his cheek-of the curley-heads who clung to his arms-of the miles andl the dangers between him and them. Tlhiat something rises behin,d him. That terrible knife is transferredI from month to hand. " Murdier I Mu~rder I Mur-l" but it was done. Not a cry--not even a groan. The hicad sank dlowni with only a sigh. The picture of wife andl children was hard ly hidden between earth and Ieaven "' One less I" hissed the human tiger, as he peeredl Into tihe blanched face, and with a gurgle in his throat, as if lie 11ad( lapped at the hot blood flowing towar(d thme creek, he crept away to seek aniother victim. "IThis is war I" whispered the creek, as it shrunk away from the blood, " and war is murder I" Italian I'oison Antidoto. M. Blellini, of Florence, advocates the use of iodide of starch as an antidote for poisons in general, and, as it has no (is agreeable taste and is free from thu irri tant properties of iodino, it can be ad ministered in largo doses ; also, without fear in all eases when the poison is un known. It will b)0 found very officacious in poisoning by sulphurotted hydrogen gas, the alkaloids and akaline sulphides, ammonia, and especially by alkalies, with which iodine forms insoluble compounds; and it aids in the elimination of salts of lead and mercury. In cases of acutopoi soning an emetic is to be given before the antidote is administered. --A card of stone, three bushels of limo and a cubic yard of sand will lay 100 cnhIc feet of wall. NEWS IN BRIEF. -The rose gardens of Adrianople cov or 14,000 acres. -Coachos were first lot for hire in London in 1625. -Richmond voted $15,000 for York town festivities. -Parpyrus was used until about the Meventh century. -First gas works established at West nimater, 1810-12. -Pliny mentions twenty-three difer. mt kinds of apples. ,*-A parrot in Harlem, N. Y., speaks 250 dif'erent words. -One person out of every 246,532 is truck by lightning. --Cotton has been used for garments i India for 3000 years. --Of the 689 missionaries in India, 117 are from the United States. -The profits of Mapleson's opera sea son in this country aro $150,000. -It is estimated thot the cotton crop )f 1881 will yield 7,000,000 bales. -1.he value of the taxable property of [own increased $16,000,000 in 1880. -A strip of land one inch wide and 300 feet long was sold in Milwaukee for $1,500 -The late Asa Packer, it has just been hscovered, left an estate of $6,413, B49.74. -It is proposed to tunnel the Thames between London and Poplar at a cost Af $1,000,000. -In 1779 the British peerage contain Ad 21 dukes, and in 1879 precisely the mine number. -Tho Orkney Islaids have exported luring the last twelve months more than 11,000,000 Oggs. -Texas expects soon to have a school uind of $100,000,000, derived from the ale of public lands. -The coinage of the United States mints in July was 2,952,000 pieces, valued at $3,896,200. -Tho amount of common salt in the sea is estimated to be about five times the bulk of the Alps. -Thoro are said to bo 134 Baptist cL-urchs in the Indian Nation in a popu lation of about 60,000. -There is said to be thirty-s' Me thodist churches in Baltimore, with a mnmbership of 11,500. -Forty Itdian prisoners have been sont from Vancouver barracks. W. T., to Fort Iall reservation. -The two church of England Foreign Missionary Societies report this year a total incomo of $1,689,940. -Professor Charcot, a Paris doctor, is said to have been paid $10,000 for a consultation in St. Petersburg. -Pennsylvania now holds third place as a tobacco growing State, having fld vanced from tho twelfth since 1870. -The revei collected on cigarettes the past fiscal year was $993,000-au in creaso of $299,000 the proceding year. -yudge Watts, of Dallas, Texas, re cently named a little daughter "Com missa Appella," in honor of his court. -A thermometer plunged into the snow to the depth of four inches will mark nir.o degrees more hoat than at the surfaco. -Mr. George I. Seney, of Now York, has recently added $50,000, to his endowmont of Enony College, near Cov ington, Ga. -Eight bushels of good lime 16 bush els of sand and one bushel of hair will make enough mortar to plaster 100 squarflo yards. -There are in Great Britain and Ire land 22,836 (loctors. Of these there are 15,818 ;in England ; in Scotland, 8,454; in Ireland. :3,564. -Concord, N. 0,, has organized a cot ton factory and $90,000 of the stock taken. The company has the privilege to increaso it to $200,000. -It is admitted that the '-Royal Irish" received the greatest amount of aoprobation of all thme regiments recently par-aded before the Queen. --hicaego has one single rolling mill, the c'apital of which is $5,000,0'00, and the annual output is 470,248 tons of Iron and1( steel, valued at $12,297,246. -One thousand shingles laid four inches to the weather will cover 100 square feet of surface, and 5 pounds of shingle nails will fasten them on. -A salmon, supposed to be the largest over caught in the Columbia river, had a weight when dIressed, of eighty-four pouds, and filled sixty-nine cans. -California hsas shipped to Europe since the beginning of the p)resent cereal year, in round numbers, 225,000 barrels of flour and 12,600,000 centals of wheat. --From Cairo it is learned that, in a single catacomb in Upper Egypt, thirty six wellpreseryed sarcophagi of' ancient royal personages have been brought to light. -In 1870 the cost of moving a ton of b)read stuffs from Chicago to New York was $16. 05. In 1881 the same ton can be0 moved from Chicago to Liverpool, via Montreal, for $3. -From a brick from the pyramid of D)ashour, which dates betwveen 8800-8400 B. 0. ,remains of animal and vegetable life and of the manufacturing arts of the Limo have boons obtained. -The German Government have an.. nounced that, commencing from Feb ruary, 1883, English will be a compul sory subject of examination for the en trance of officers into the army. --The city of Boston is the owner of Apple Island, containing 9} acres, pur chased in 1867 for $3750, and Great Brewster Island, in Hull, containIng 16 aores, p)urchased in 1848 for $4000. -The late Lord Hatherley was a Sun clay school teacher for foity years, and the only two men now living who have been Lord Ohancellors-Lord airns and Lord Sciborne-havo also been Sunday school teachers. -Mile. Rosa Bonheur has just pre.. sented the Jardin des Plantes wth allon shout three years old and aloness about a couple of years older, which she has lately made use of as models at her countrjy residence, in the.departmnent of h ene-et-Mane.