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~ WINNSBORO, S. C., WEDNESDAY SEPTEMBER 17, 1884.
We knew by the clouds to the eastward
It was groins' to rain that day.
And there was the whole of the meadow lot
All spread with the frajrrant hty.
And the clouds jrrew darker and larger
k As the wind the tree tops tossed,
And. bard though I was working-,
f It s?< mcd that the hay was lost.
l_ My farm was a small and poor one,
jgL And the hay crop was all I bad,
Bl And I could not alTord to hire a man.
For the times was dull and bad.
Sfi? And matters were looking- dreary :
For me that summer day,
M^^^*Vhen I heard a sweet voice behind me: Jf*.
r"I will help you get in toe cayi
'Tvas my neighbor's daughter Molly, j
Who lived across the road,
And soft was the light of her downcast eyes, !
And the blush on fcer cheek that glowed.
I jrladly accepted the service
She offered in a friendly way,
And there by tny side thnt afternoon j
She helDcd mc gather the hay.
*. She was no fine lady feeble,
Thoughher arms were plump and white.
And she raked-all day forme, row for row.
Till the fall of the summer nisrht;
w And then, when we-c-eased our labors.
And the hay was siercQ away.
Prom the depths ot ray heart 1 tirarlked herFor
her kindness to me that day.
And I took her home to her cottage,
I_. But I did not pause to woo,
And I asked not tier hand in marriage, I
Which I kcow she thought I'd do.
I left her there at the gateway. . i
Beneath the branches hrown,
And from her looks Iknew she was
The maddest girl in town,.
* ' -Puck:
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|7'~ AVAAX Jk. JL^.^ A* v V v*We
were sitting alone in the twilight
leisurely puffing at our cigars when one
of the hospital nurses came out and <
whispered to the doctor that Sailor
John, was "agoin." The passing away
of a" mortal is an event about which
r there is always something of the- mys- !
terious, and so we walked down the ;
long corridor and entered Ward 12. ]
The nurse was right. John was :
"agoin."- Like an alto relievo, out of
the crumpled pillow rose a face that
was Roman in its rugged outline, and
even the pinched nose, sunken eyes
and compressed lips did not obliterate
the likeness to some of those historic
- busts dug up among the ruins of early
* Italy. A student said it looked like
Seneca, and truly there was much to
recall the old .philosopher in the wrinkled
The man in bed 27, restless with
fever, tamed over so as to face the
couch of the dying man, and with wild
1 staring eyes watched every sinking
respiration of the old sailor.
An awkward plethoric beetle buzzed
around the gas jet in an irregular or'
bit, its hum being .the only sound to
, break the silence which the faint breathings
ofe-fche sufferer soffly punctuated.
^ The lifted'tka-sheet and felt the
^.w'uulse of tiie"ps;fcrSht. "It's about over,"
B he remarked, and he laid.- down the
r helpless arm.
These was a rattle in the throat, a
long-drawn sigh, as if all the sorrows
of a lifetime were relieved as it died
away, and then the eyes opened. They
looked into the doctor's, and seeming
iinr? nhwir* fnc rofnrninnr Orl
of compassion, they closed slowly.
Then there was a twitching of the musv
cles aronad the mouth, and in a su
premc climax of effort the lips moved
uud qtimo-forth, "Hard a port it
jgws. s?r?? A slight tremor shook his
BffiSme, and all was over.
John had reached harbor.
Then there was a tread of feet in- the
corridor and the carriers of. the dead
BL came in,- and John was taken out ta the'
W dead-house and laid beside other stormtossed
barks that had that day found a
last mooriug'-place, whither the whole
armada of humanity drift at last*. The
hospital bell gave one stroke to announce
the departure of another soul, |
- \ and then the nurses looked over the j
ward book to see who next should re- |
' ceive his dose of'medicine, and fcos- !
pital life resumed its quiet current.
We went back to the portico and re- j
sumed our cigars. "A curious fellow,
. * that," said the doctor; th:s is his fifth
L visit here, and he knew it would be his
- last. He was always begging me to be
at his side when the end came, and by
good luck I chanced here to-night.
"Strange as it may seem to you, this
same man was once a king. You
smile, but, nevertheless, it is true. He
was cast away in the Pacific and
? reached one of the small islands out
L there, where he lived and became the
ruler of a little kingdom. He longed
for winte society ana aoaicaieu auu j
went back to the sea.
"Bat that is not what I wanted to
speak about," the doctor went on,
lighting a fresh cigar. "It's his curious
ideas of his ability to come back
(from the other world. Ho has talked
to me by the hour on this subject until
I put him down as a spiritualist of the i
most orthodox kind. He has promised
me to make his presence known on the
night of his nativity, June 30, and has
excited my curiosity not a little."
"If he could only do that," said I,
4*it would be the solving of all. our
"Yes," replied the doctor, "no mes^
sage ever came from beyond the Styx,
fib and good sailor as John" was. he cang?
not, I believe, recross that inky "flood."
0 The above little episode happened in
V the Charity hospital about the middle
B 9 of May, 1869, and the doctor spoken of
B * was one known and beloved through1L
out the city and state. It is but a liSle
m over a year since he, too, crossed the
Lethean stream, but before his death I
he told the writer the facts given bef
low, speaking of them as a curious coincidence,
and not for a moment lookL
inor at them in a superstitious light,
v He was a man of remarkable nerve,
. was as brave as Cceur de Leon and
H would be as little daunted by tife
H appearance of a simon-pure "ghost
as ne would by the approach "of an old
friend. It was but a*short time before9
. his death and whilst Canal street was
a pandemonium of sound, and horns
and firecrackers were making Christ3?
mas Eve hideous, that, seated JLn his
office, the conversation turned on
1 things supernatural. The trepidations
gta^^pf youth over spooks and the fears of
igfjie superstitious of older growth were
||P?^iaughed at, and it was not till after the
subject drifted to hospital life that the
BL doctor exclaimed:
"That's a fact;,! don't believe I ever
told you my experience in the deadhouse
of the hospital after Sailor.John's
death. I never cared about saying
I anything regarding it, for if I have to !
& confess it, for the first time in my life I j
was a little woak.
|1| "You know the dead-house at Char- j
itv hospital and its interior? WelL I !
had had a case of aneurism that puzzled
all of us, and, being a young physician
then, I had a natural pride in my
B ' diagnosis, which did not agree with
K that of the other surgeons. So I determined
that when the patient died,
as he was sure to do, I would hold an
autopsy myself. Well, the poor fellow
. succumbed at last, and, as 1 had been
busy all day, I could not get back to
^ the hospital until 11 o'clock on the
B ni<rht of June 30. I remember the date
welL Illuminating the inside room of
B the dead-house^ there was but a single
I gas burner alight. Rigid on ons of the
gk dissecting tables was my subject, await
"I needn't tell you that, after all of
my student life at the hospital, going
out there alone at that time of night
produced not the slightest impression
upon me. We were too used to such
things to notice them. In fact, so
great was my desire to prove my diagnosis
correct as against that of other
physicians, I thought only of the case,
and nothing else.
?'It was anything but a pleasant
night. I may say that I cannot remember
a more disagreeable one. A
| blustering norther was blowing and a
heavy rain, falling. The wind moaned
"around the eaves of the hospital as'if
hundreds of sufferers were in agony,
and the gurgle of water in the gutters
leading to the cistern was anything but
rtnnft in rvhilft J! flash of
iliuoivai. ~ . ?
lightning threw out in relief the bodies
lying on ^other tables awaiting burial.
Certainly it was a night of nights for a
visit to a dead-house.
"Well, I took off my oil-cloth coat,
opened mv dissecting' case, and started
to work. The wind stole in through
crevices and flared the ?as so that I
"was delayed in my investigation considerably.
But after an hour's labor I
approached the solution of the problem
over which I had so long studied. So
full of anxiety was I my hand trembled,
and seeing this I stopped, filled my
pipe, and began smoking to conquer
I my eagerness*
"The face of the dead man was
ashen in its paleness, and his flesh was
as cold as marble. Looking back at
the picture now, I don't think I ever
saw a more spectral corpse than that.
The eyes were open, and in the agony
of death the muscles of the mouth had
! contracted, so that in the rigor mortis
j he had a sardonic grin that was horriI
ble in its leer.
! "The patter of the rain on the roof !
| was incessant, but it sounded pleasant,
for it seemed company to one. Still it
did not drown all other sounds, for
npw and again above the storm there
came from the female ward a wail of
anguish from a poor sufferer in delihum.
"It took but a few minutes' smoking
to recover my steadiness of hand, ana
I resumed the work.
"While bending over the body, and
just at a moment when the greatest
delicacy of operation was required, a ?
curious noise from one .corner of the
dead-house startled me. It was not
like a foot-step, but was somewhat like
a shuffling of feet.
"Instinctively I looked in that direction,
and noticed for the first time
some four or five skulls on the floor in
a partial state; of preparation. The
vounger students had" been at work
-? * ..i ?x- nni_^
^preparing. ineru lor uicir caoineis. .ue
Tinning' faces looked as if to 'chide me
.for working on such a night, hut then
I was too anxious about my case to
miss my opportunity.
"Applying myself again to my subject,
I was soon lost in the peculiar developments
my eye discovered each
moment, when I was again annoyed
by a distinct sound from the comer.
'Glancing in that direction, it must
be confessea I was not a little surpified
to see one of the skulls moving
slowly toward me along the flagging
of the tfoor. I rubbed my eyes and
looked again. There it was?the fleshless
sockets of the eyes gazing at me,
the uneven, jagged teeth giving a
i ghastly grin to the mouth.
I "It is' a little difficult for me to tell
exactly what were my feelings. That
they were peculiar I frankly admit. I
fell to studying about the cause of this
motion on the part of the skull, and
examined closely to see whether or not
there was a string attached, and a
student playing one of his pranks.
"But no. In the light I could*plainly
discern that there was nothing
attached to this relic of humanity.
Then what moved it?
"Still engrossed with my endeavors
to solve this mystery, I did not take
my eyes off this skull.
"Slowly, stealthily and steadily it
came on directly towards where I was
sitting on a high stool. The motion
| produced a dull, grating sound, as
; some sharp' protuoerances of bone
i scratched on the marble slabs.
"After it had advanced about three
| feet it stopped.
I "I laid down my pipe, still keeping
my eyes on the unpleasant object and j
tried to laugh away' the morbid senti- !
i ments that nad now began to rise within
me. I whispered to .myself how \
m-noK T wnnld Imrfi railed at ahv I
brother physician should he have told
me of experiencing' the slightest feeling
of nervousness under similar circumstances."
Even the students -vould
have retailed the affair as an indication
of my effeminacy had they known, it.
Surely there were mechanical causes
to produce these results. I knew that
the unsubstantial could not give motion
to the substantial. ' My natural
philosophy told me that there must be
a force at work to impel that grim
fragment of a human frame toward
me. Yet what force was it?
, "I determined not to leave my seat
to attempt a close inspection, fearing
to be rewarded by the laughter of those
who were endeavoring to astonish me.
"T?io rfrenrv mrmntnne of the rain
! and the unearthly sobbing.of the wind \
turned my reflections to a more sombre
color, and some things came back to
me I had read in Robert Dale Owen's
Footprints on the Boundaries of
Another World'?curious' things,
authenticated by affidavits and all the
solemnity of oaths of remarkable revisitants'from
the grave. While dwelling
on these subjects I recalled the
many conversations I had had with my
patient* now dead and buried some.
three weeks, Sailor John, and his persistent
asseverations of the possibilities
of the intellectual" spirit returning to
this world of the flesh.
"There! The skull moved again.
On it came, still sliding along in a direct
line toward me.
"Do what I would I coald not shake
ofi a feeling of uneasiness and disquiet
I did not like the situation?tnat aoouc
"E?e?e?eks," grated the skull's
bony points on the floor, the sound
tingling my nerves as ynen one
scratches the finger-nail on brick or
a rough surface.
[ "My pulse grew more frequent. I experienced
a chilly sensation down my
back, and a cold perspiration dampened
"Around me the corpses lay, the gaslight
making them safiron yellow.
"They at least did not move.
"1 could stand this strain no longer.
It was unbearable. I was becoming ;
the victim of a weakness for which I ;
would have reprimanded a child. I ;
rvo'a if io nncciKIo for it
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| seemed as if all my blood had rushed !
| to my heart
"With a bound I sprang toward the ;
| skull, and stooping, grasped it with my ;
| hands. I lifted it from the floor. .'A
"Oat jumped a large rat and ran
} scampering away. I cannot describe |
| my feelings when I saw the cause of f
1 * - v discomfiture. At first I laughed,''
and then bccame angry with myself |
for, even for a moment, allowing such 1
an incident to disturb my equilibrijtfn. j
"Examining the skull I saw hop it i
had occurred. The rat had entered \
the cavity in which the brain had* been j
through the foramen magnum or aper- !
ture through which the nerve matter of j
the spinal column communicates with \
the brain- The skull turned over, im- |
prisoning the body of the creature,
and permitted the use of his feet only
through this foramen. He could move
the skull, but while it was on the floor
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he coiua not gee jus uuuv uul.
"Pasted across the whitened brow
was r. slip of paper, and on it a student's
name?'Henry J. Stubbs'?and
below -bk^ll of Sailor John, a King of
one of the Polynesian islands; died j
May 12, 1S69. Charitj* Hospital.
"In an instant I remembered the day !
of the month. It w:ts June 30, the |
night of John's birthday. His promise
came back lo me. He had said he
would make himself known to me on
"I regretted the intervention of the
rat. Had that animal never have
been discovered by me there would
have been an excellent foundation for
a ghost story, on which I could have
m?ute mv affidavit and thus swelled
the number of authenticated cases of
remarkable spiritual manifestations.
But the rat spoiied it all.
' Even with the full explanation of
the skull's movements the nervous feeling
did not pass off for some time, and
even now when June 30 comes around
I think of Sailor John and his promise,
which, however, he has never fulfilled."
?N. 0. Times-DcmocrcU.
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Jones Goes On An Excursion.
We met our dear old friend Jones
the morning after the excursion and he
looked mad. We asked him the reason,
and he told us he had been to the
excursion, but would be?if he ever
went to another. He gave us the following
Because Maria, she's mj wife, would
insist on me getting up at four o*clock
and holding the baby while she dressed
Because'Maria hurried me off with
out any breakfast becauso sue was sure j
we were late for the train, made me run
all the way to the depot with the baby
in my arms, only to find e were a full
hour ahead of time. Because while
waiting for the train the baby got
cramps in its stomach and it cost mp
fifty cents to get 'em out of it.
Because when I grumbled, Maria,
meaning me, said somo men are just too
mean to live.
Becauso when I wanted to go and
get a drink Maria would insist on my
taking tho baby with me.
Becausc when Tom came along
with his girl, and ho saw me with tho
baby in^ny arms and the twins leaning
up promiscuously against me, and the
villain laughed, and, pointing to me,
said something to the girl, and she
Because when a very important garment
peculiar to babies slipped down
Maria*would insist on straightening it
up before everybody ana making me
hold the pins whilo she did so.
Because all the boys caught on to it
Because when the conductor came
round for the tickets Maria tried to
crowd the twins down so that they
might only pay half fare, but the conductor
insisted on unraveling them out
and make me pay full faro for them.
Because when I wanted to slip away
to see a fellow Maria would insist on
slipping with me, and when I mildly
objected she began to ery, and said it
was just like me.
Because I had to stand in the cars
the whole way home and most of the
time hold the baby.
Because I hate excursions.?Winnipeg
One of the Gettysburg Stories.
While in Gettysburg last-week I had
%v\ i/^trr -rrrit-!-? TV/f-rc pt Thnrn
CfcJLl iiiVVATlVM TTiVU *. ^ vwwa.
who was at Gettysburg at tho time of
the battle there, and was told by her
the following, which I think has never
yet been printed. The story has been
corroborated by a number of people of
that place, and I have every reason, to
believe it to be true. Mrs. Thorn lived
in the house at the entrance of the
Borough cemetery. The house was used
as headquarters by Gen. O. 0. Howard.
Mrs.' Thorn's husband was away from
home at that time (serving in the One
Hundred and Forty-eighth Regiment of
Pennsylvania Volunteers, and stationed
in Virginia), leaving her with two
quite young children. During the first
day of 'the fight General Howard wanted
some one to show him and tell him
about the different roads leading from
Gettysburg, , and asked a number'of the
men and bovs who were in the cellar
of the house to go with him and point
them out. But these persons were all
fearful, and refused to go. Then Mrs.
Thorn showed her courage and patriotism
by voluntarily offering to show the
roads. This offer was at first refused
by General Howard,-who said he did
not wish a woman to do what men had
not the courage to do. Mrs. Thorn
persisted in her offer, saying: "Somebody
must show you, and I can do it,
I was born and brought up around here
and now the roads as well as anybody."
Her offer was accepted, and, with the
General and his horse between her and
the fire of the enemy, Mrs. Thorn went
frnm n-no nlnoA tn another nnintincr out
w*** v"v r"*"" ? jr~ r>
the different roads. When passing
along the line of troops the General
was greeted with: "Why do you take
a woman for a guide? This is no place
(or her." "I know it," said the officer,
"but I could not get a man to come;
they were all afraid." This answer to
them started cheers for Mrs. Thorn,
which lasted several minutes, and
showed that our soldiers admired the
courage shpwn at such a time.?Letter
to the Waterbury (Ct.) American.
The best-instructed Italian soldiers'
come from Piedmont. Lombardy and
Venetia, while the.worst are furnished
by Sicily and Naples. While Italy is
for above Russia in the education of its
soldiers, it is much below Germany.
Of the great armies of Europe the
French is said to be the most expensive
per man; the Russian come next, while
the Austrian is the cheapest In total
of peace effectives "Russia takes the
lead with 663,001), and irance is second
with about 200,000 less, bat, as regards,
tho proportion of population for permanent
forces in the field, Germany
comes first with 3.34 per cent., Austria'
next with 3 per cent, and Russia last
with 1.86 per cent Italy's strength is
in her natural barriers and the 30,000
Alpine troops who are trained to guard
them. It is said that 323,000 men can
be concentrated on any threatened land
frontier of Italy within fourteen days,
and asikgainst Austria these would bo
very efficient, in view ,of her inferior
mobilizing power, while they could
also hold in check a French invasion.
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The Brooklyn Bridge.
4 'Those aro massive towers, are they
not?" said Bridge Superintendent Martin
to a New York Mail and Express
reporter, as he pointed with evident
pride to the great pile of masonry visible
from his office window on Sands
street, Brooklyn, -and over which the
huge cables "that support the great
great bridge are strung.
"Well," continued he, "solid as they
look and are, had Mr. Koebling caused
the ends of the main cables to be made
fast where they run over the saddles in
ilm tnwp.rs. not onlv would the bridsrc
have been a failure, but it would have
been a death-trap through which thousands
\^>uld have been precipitated to
the streets below or into the waters of
"Has there ever been a sufficient
crowd concentrated at one point to
have broken the towers by their weight
were it not that the wires were mounted
on the saddles?7'
"Yes, sir, on. several occasions. A
notable one was when the DeLong funeral
was passing over. The procession
after leaving the solidly built- part
of the bridge on the New York side,
struck the -short, suspension span just
west, of the towers. .Few people were
ou tfte main bridge, all having flocked
to, the point of, procession. The consequence"
was that the. short suspension
span deflected, considerably, so much
so that had the cables been fast in the
towers the latter would have cracked
like a nutshell under a horse's hoof,
and in their fall would have s.ent hun
dreds of souls to join DeLong over the
dark river of death."..
"In what way does the 'saddle' relieve
the strain, and what is it?"
"The saddle is an immense block of
steel ronnded on one side and flat on
the other. The rounded side is grooved,
and in the groove rests the cable.
The flat side has rollers fastened to it
as close as possible, and the whole affair
rests on a finely planod and closely
graduated steel block imbedded in the
masonry. Over this block the saddle
glides east or west as the strain demands,
always keeping the direction of
the strain on the tower perpendicular
with the plumb of the tower, though, of
course, slightly to the east or west, as
the case may be. At the DeLong funeral
the movement was three-eighths
of an inch to the west."
"Does not the heat have considerable
effect on the wires?"
"It does. By the elongation of the
main wires in summer the deflection of
the arch of the bridge is full three and
a half feet," and if the iron truss work
>ere met solidly below the 'bridge in
the center of it, the deflection would
cause a hump or brake in the causeway;
but to provide against this we
have an open space left of twelve inches,
the connection between the trusses
being made by a steel slip-bar securely
fastened to one side of the truss and
sliding easily in a groove on the other
side behind stout clamps. The space
closes to about three-sevenths when the
most extreme deflection occurs.
"Have many repaix*s been required
this spring after the exceptionally se
vere weather of last month? Did not
the frost try the wires?"
"The only repairing we have found
necessary is a replaukihg of the carriageway,
which naturally.soon wears
out. Not a .wire or strand was found
unsound, though a most thorough ex
aminaticn was made when spring opened.
In fact, the bridge is working like .
a charm, and according to the calculations
of the Roeblings, it is as safe today
as is Broadway or Fifth avenue."
The Limits of Speed.
The statement recently made of the
amount of coal consumed by the various
transatlantic steamers in making .
their quick passages makes It pretty
evident that unless some great improvement
is made in the direction of economizing
fuel or of applying power we
shall very scon reach the limit of speed
to which steamers making long trips
can hope to attain. The statement is
that the steamer Oregon burned in ter
quick trip across the Atlantic, during
which she averaged a little less than
eighteen knots an hour, 337 tons of
f?naT a Hav. The steamer Aurania.
which sailed at the same time, but
which had a longer trip, going at an
average speed of less than seventeen
knots'per hour, burned 240 tons per day.
The assumption- is that it was the
ninety-seven additional tens of coal that
enabled the Oregon to make her. quick
trip. Some little time ago, in treating
this subject, we asserted that when a
certain average speed had been attained
by a steamer, putting this at twelve
knQts an hour, for example, all increase
over this demanded a 'geometrical
increase in the quantity of fuel consumed,
and the experience of these
two steamers very thoroughly substantiates
the ground we then took.
Jf_i? needed nearly a hundred tons
o' "^xtra a day to gain a little over
01 ot an hour, it would be safe to
as jo that it would have required
qu j three hundred tons additional"
coal to nave gamea two extra Knots an
hour. It wiS be seen that at this rato
of progression a vessel would need to
be converted into a species of coalfurnace
in order to make much quicker
trips than those now being made, and
hence could not carry either passengers
or freight to any great extent.
It is the compound marine engine
that alone makes the present high rat<
of speed possible. The old Araoia and
Persia used to burn 250 tons of coal
per day when making an average speed
of twelve or thirteen knots per hour;
but steamers have since been bnilt, inconsequence
of the mechanical improvement
referred to above, that
averaged this rate of speed per diem
with a consumption of coal hardly over
one-tenth of that formerly required.
But if some corresponding improvement
is not made in the application or conservatism
of power, we are not likely
to see much quicker time on the ocean
than has recently been made,?Boston
The number of shocks in an earthquake
varies indefinitely, as do cs the
length of intervals between them.
Sometimes the whole earthquake onlylasts
a few seconds. Thus, the city of
Caraccas was destroyed in about half a
minute, 100,000 lives being lost in that
time. Lisbon was overthrown in five
or six minutes, while a succession of
shocks may continue for hours, days,
weeics or montns. me i^aiaonan eartnquake,
which begun in February, 1783,
continued through a series of shocks
for.nearly four years, until the end of
1786. The area shaken by an earthquake
varies with the intensity of the
shock, from a mere local tract, where a
silent trembling is experienced, up to
such catastrophes as that at Lisbon,
which convulsed not only the Portuguese
coasts, but extended into Iceland
onfthe one hand and into Africa
on the qther, agitated lakes, rivers and
springs' in Great Britain, and caused
Loch Lomond to'riso and subside with
startling suddenness. . _
A "Woman's Fault.
They were lovers. All the romance
and sentiment of the world was theirs.
There is something unfathomable in
this thing called love. It tyrannizes
over body and soul as no other feeling
can. It creates happiness from the
greatest sorrow, light from the deepest
her tears as they parted
shon? such a light of love that he al
most dared call' her wife. She knew
that she was loved in return, and that
knowledge created a faith in her heart
which vr.ss to endure even to the gates
of Heaven and.beyohd.
"In a year!" he whispered as he loft
"I will wait a year?a lifetime!"
When a "year had. passed and no
word came from him they tried to
shake her faith by creiating doubts.
Men had no constancy, they sneered; "
men would wring^ a woman's heag^^^. |;
will come back to me!"
When the oneyear. had. become -fivB
the old sailors in the taverns, and lofts j shook
tbeir beads and said to each
other that ihe ship had surely beeii
lost and that her young captain -would
never be i^eard of more. Wives felt a
pity for the heart longing and waiting
through such uncertainty, and they
whispered that it" would'be no sin to
love agaipl '
"I snail see him again?he will surely
return!'' was the answer of Faith, with
her sorrowful, face and aching heart. The
five years became ten. The
brown igdr "was streaked with, gray,
and the girl's fair face had -become tne
face of a^roman who carries asobbing,
wailin^'^jnfsery""in her heart. Men
showed'^heir cruelty by. seeking to
oTtrnlrAn wrtp-w- Invp.-'wnmfin exhibited
their bitterness ofvheart towards their
own seo^by ridiculing her faith.. But
the litjnt of a never-dying heroism
burned in her eyes as she" answered
"Her' gave me his . promise?I ami
watchiii<* for his Ship-!'' "
AndF t|e ten 'years became twenty.!
Men ^zfifVomen' had/gone' to their last
rest ^M^'sbarcely one was left who remembered
when the lost ship' sailed or
wh'o was her captain. But there were
phildr&Fwho had'heard the story, and
as they ifnoothed down the gray hairs
with their soft hands they whispered:
;sad! .And he was lost at
' 'T Valfl} nl* A i I Anftf ATTAtl
"iJUJSbjsr-. QUI? C.UDW CJ. CU. WYtU
though-the whole' world told me so I
should wait and watch for him!1' *
And the twenty years became thirty.
One night when the storm-vexed sea
lashed "the shore in fury and men uttered
brief prayers to God as they,turned
theirViaces upon the ships making a
brave fight for life, Faith lay dying.
Therjsnd had come. A human heart,
troubled; and bruised and scarred by
waiting'in vain?by hoping, to bo ever
disappointed?was about to be stilled.
For if moment the storm lulled, just as
a man draws a long breath before dashing.Viato
some great peril- As it
scream^ and roared again in its vengeance
>'aith lifted her thin hand and
whispered: * ' '
"He is coming back to me! I shall
? j v: _ 1.
see nun again ana near ma vuiuu uuuti
The nurse moved nearer and whis- ;
'pered kind words, bnt Faith waved her i
aside and cried out:
"Do not come between us! I hear <
his footsteps?he is here! I loved him,
and mj reward, has come at last! Let ;
me clasp his hand?iet me look into his
And again the storm lulled, witil the
gale died to sobs,and whispers, and the
roar, of the surf; sounded miles away.
Before the fury gathered itself for a
ireSii :I<WV |/aoogu uuv ui
the old house iaad in hand and were
afar oil the path to Heaven. She had j
listened,'.and his footfalls had. at last
echoed in her.ears. She had watched,
and her glazed eyes had at last been
gladdened. She had waited, and he
had come to be with iier through the
perils of the1 darkvallc}\
The Baxtholdi Statue.
It may not be without interest to
compare this curiously ingenious contrivance,
evolved by M. Bartholdt from
a little statuette one-third smaller than ,
life, with what is known as the-Colossus
o"f Rhodes. M. B:irtholdi's figure of
Liberty stands, without reckoning the
diadem, 105 feet high; but the extreme
height from the feet to the upper end
of the torch held by the outstretchd
hand is 187 feet 9 inches. The"statue
will be placed on a .granite pedestal 83
feet high. To those who like to be
"told that the letters in the inscription,
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"JLU U5 J: CUI US, 1 UUUiU^ iuuuu ii*y 414terfor
of the drum of the dome of St.
Peter's at Rome are as tall as a Life
Guardsman, and that the pen held Jby
the Apostle St. L'nko in one of the
paifdrllS of 'the'hrcaes of the dome is
eleven feet long, it may be interesting
to learn that a person six feet in
height, standing oh the lips of M. Bartholdi's
head of -Liberty, can only just
reach tho eyebrow; that people can
3*ump with ease in and out, of the tip
of tne nose, and that the eyes measure
six feet from corner to corner. Turning
to the old "wonder of the world,"
we find that it was the largest of the
hundred colossal statues of the sun 1
whiph at one timo embellished the city
of Rhodes. It was upward of 105 xeet
feet'high; few persons had arms long
enough to embrace its thumb; the
fingers were longer than the whole
bodies of the majority of the statues
then extant; the hollows of the limbs,
when broken* resembled caves, and inside
might be seen huge stones inserted
to keep the statue in position. It
took twelve years to erect, and cost
300 talents. I*ie story that the legs of
the Colossus extended across the mouth
of the harbor is generally considered
to be aliotion; but that it stood closo
to the entrance of tiff" port of Rhodes,
and was made to serve as a pharos or
light-house, seems certain enough. It
was overthrown and smashed to
pieces by an earthquake fifty-six years
after its erection. For 903 years the
fragments of this wonder of the world
ctrAtced t.hft mole at Rhodes, and then
tliey were sold by the Caliph Omar to
a merchant at Emesa, who carried
away those prodigious marine stores
on the backs cf 900 camels. Hence
Scaliger calulated that the aggregate
weight of the bronze must have been
700,000 pounds.?London Telegraph.
A tramp went into a Boston broker's
office the other day and .expected to
get a qunrler by saying in a tone of
dignity, mingled with emotion. "There
nre two words which I hate, economy
and temperance. I need an income of
- - - A./-V/N t V _X T "I
? 1U,VUU a year, anu waai?ver x
less than that is at the sacrifice of some
personal necessity.The dead silence
in the room grew" eloquent, and the disgusted
tramp at last made his exit no
nearer his ideal- ir.como than when he
Two gentlemen were walking
through the manufacturing district
along the North river above Fourteenth
street the other day, when their attention
was called to a tall brick chimney
of an traused factory. The chimney
was more than 150 in height and stood
apart from the building to which it was'
connected, by an iron flue about six
fKft /vTAnn/^ T"?rrf flio ^r?o no/1
XCCU XXUIXL WJ-LV ^i-VUUUj U KX l? k
been taken away. Under the hole
where the flue entered the chimney
was a pile of brick and stone. The hole
itself was apparently open, but a second
look showed that heavy coffeesacking
hung over it on the inside of
the chimney wall, which seemed to be
about twenty inches thick. "When the
men first looked at it a boy of 13 years
was climbing through the hole into the
"The boys have a den in there, I
presume," said.the eider of the two
menT "It-is warm aiid^iry an^^veg^
2ime.8turioj3, ."black asa wolfs mouthy
you know." _ - . - ;.."Don't,'the
light shine in at the top
of the chinmey?"'inquired. the young
"Y?s, but it does not reach them.
Let me tell you something about chim
neys. lnat pile 01 bricK is twenty ieet
square, and where that boy went in it
is 20 inches thick. Then ccmes a space
that is more than three feet across and
then a twelve inch wall surrounds a
flue that is about seven feet on a side;
That vacant space between the inner
and the outer walls makes a fine cave
for the boys. The chimney is thick for
its size. ' There is one in Lawrence,
Mass., 234 feet high, and is no larger on
the base than this one.- Down town
near the North river ferries.is the largest
chimney in th& world. The inside
of the flue is 27 feet 10 inches long by 8
feet 4 inches wide; '"-It is 221 feet high.
It takes the smoke from four tiers of
boilers, 32 ih all, in which 1,000 tons of
coal are burned in a day.
"There are some very queer chim
. _ * ij -r i * ?? ' '
n.eys in xnc wono. x nave reau. 01 ojae
in a Mexican factory which' was made
o$ son dried bricks that were ten inches
long and seven Ide, and three thickThere
is a chimney in Pennsylvania
that is made of old iron rails that does
good service. Queer, isn't it?"
. "Yes," said the young man. "The
House that Christine ^ilsson was" horn
in was made of unhewn logs piled up
with mud chinked into the cracks. The
chimney is"said to be of w;ood also.
Long flat pieces were split, out. of the
logs and laid up as were the logs of the
house, but into the shapeof a fireplace,
tapering off into a flue where smaller
sticks were used. Inside of the fireplace
a wall of round stones was piled
up and thickly plastered with mud, as
was the inside of the wooden flue above.
When, as occasionally happened, the
mud fell efffi her father climbed up inside
and plastered more on. "Whether
that chimney was made so or not,
plentv of others are in the West and
"Speaking about fireplaces," said the
older man, "reminds me of a very singular
placc where they were formerly
nsed. One hundred and fifty years ago
stoves were unknown. The fishing
smacks that sailed out of Gloucester in
At -3 i. --cc*.r r
tnose aays were sma.11 uiiuus ui jxujjli
twenty to forty tons, but they had to
carry a fire, of course. In the fore
cuddy they built a brick fireplace, with
a brick flue running up through the
deck. I never heard that any of'them
burned, either, though the back log
must have been well shaken up when
they got into a chop sea on the George's
bank. The Willow, the Blaney, and
the Squirrel were 'pinkerys' when they
fitted out in that way between 1720 and
L730. Tradition says that the flues
were good places to smoke herring,
and that the fishermen were about as
badly smoked in the cuddy as the herring
were in the flue.?N. Y. Sim..
A Befuddled Groom.
A verdant looking couple, evidently
from the far interior, called at the City
Clerk's office the other day, evidently
on a delicate errand. It was quite easy
to see from the plentiful white ribbons
that bedecked the bonnet of the girl,
and the white gloves in which her
hands were encased, that she was a
prOSpeULlW UilUf. xxxv j v/juuau
waa very'bashful, and, . notwithstanding
several nudges and whispered
promptings from his lady love, he could
not muster up courage to state his errand
But the genial clerk helped him
over his dilemma, and asked:
"Do yot! wish a marriage license?"
"We do," responded the maiden.
The necessary blank forms were pro- '
duced, and the clerk asked the usual
questions concerning the genealogy
and family history of the . candidates
for matrimony. The young man, not
equal to this ordeal, .slipped away to
a seat in the corner, while the bride-tobe
gave the required information.
''The maiden name of the groom's
mother?'*queried the clerk.
This was too much. She was not
"up" in the intricacies of the family
history of her intended'husband.
"Samwell! Samwell!". she called.
"What was your mother's maiden
"How should I know anvthing about
? "VQVia o
HZ ICbpUllUCU. ?r vx.t, waw U4VU km
great many years before I was born."
'?Boston Post:- _
He Did it Once.
"I never knew Sam .Baldwin to tell
the truth but once,".remarked Colonel
Foley to Jim Mitchell, of the Boston
Globe, the latter being in Foley's store,
"If Sam Baldwin told the truth, it
must haVe been by accident," responded
"You have hit it precisely} it was by
an accident that he told the truth.
Sam had an old shot-gun that had been
in the family forty years, and one day
ho put two loads into one barrel, and
when he lired the gun burst into a
thousand pieces. When Sam was restored
to consciousness his head was
bandaged up, and the doctors were exploring
him for relics of the battle.
The biggest piece of that gun that
could be found was about two inches
long, and was dug out from under his
collar-bone. Then it was - that Sam
told the truth."
"What did he say?"
"He said 'if he lived to be 1,000 years
old he \?Ould never fire off that gun
again,' and he never did, for nobody
rtnnM fiml th.it crnn a^ain. when there
07? -e .
was nothing of it left to fire of? except
the piece" Sam had hid away under
"Just as I said. He never told the
truth, unless it happened by accident"
Dr. Ernest Hart has been visiting j
Naples, and describes it in the British \
Medical Journal as the dirtiest, ragged-!
c.st and most squalid city in. Europe,,
and one whose tax-paying population
is but oO.COO persons out of a total
number of 500,000.
How Clay Took His Defeat.
The following interesting incident
was related many years ago by Mrs.
Robert Todd, of Kentucky, the stepmother
of Mrs. Abraham Lincoln, and
has never before been printed:
The Todas and Clays were always
on intimate terms, and in 1844 were
living near each other in Lexington,
Ky. Henry Clay and James K. Polk
were then" rival candidates for the
Presidency, the chances, as was generally
supposed, being strongly in favor
of the great Whig leader. As it turned
out, however, tne contest was much
closer than had been anticipated, and
finally advices from other States showed
that the result hinged upon the vote of
Now York. There was no telegraph in
those days, and, news had to come by
the slow" course of mails. The New
York mail was due in Lexington about
10 o clock in the evening-of a certain
day, and it .was known would tell the
story of-victory or defeat,. As. ,it
l^lS^was to^bf married on thersame
?-rening;- and' insisted upon hispsetsence
though under the* circumstances1 -hS
wonLf^raucb rather have remained: at
home. Mr. -atfd Mrs. Toad attended
this memorable wedding party, which
was not large, and composed almost
exclusively of the family connections
and intimate friends?all ardent Wings,
and of course deeply interested in the
pending political event *
As the hour for the arrival of the mail
approached Mrs. . Todd saw two or
three gentlemen quiatly leave the room,
and knowing their errand watched
eagerly for their return. When they
came in she knew by the expression of
each countenance that New York had
gone Democratic. - The bearers of thii
bad tidings consulted together a moment
in' a. corner, and then one of
them advanced to Mr. Clay, who was
standing ia; the cfenter of a group, and
handed, him a paper. Mrs. Todd, aware
of what it contained, fastened her eyes
upon him. He opened the paper, and,
as he read the paragraph which sounded.the
death-knell of his political hopes
and life-long ambition, she saw a distinct
blue shade begin at the roots of
his'hair, pass slowly over his face like
a cloud, and then disappear. Without
saying a word upon the subject which
must have monopolized all his thoughts,
he .laid down the paper, and, turning,
to a'table, filled a glass with wine, and,
raising it to his lips with a pleasant
smile, said: "I drink to the Health
and happiness of all assembled here."
Setting down the glass, he resumed
the conversation as if ' nothing had
occurred, and was, as usual, the life
and light of the company. But Mrs-'
Todd said that as soon as the oontents
of the paper wore known, "a wet
blanket feli upon everybody," and in
half an hour all the guests had departed*
with . heavy hearts? feeling 'that
gallant "Harry of the West" had
fought his last Presidental battle and
lost the prizo forever.?St. Louis GlobeDenioa-ai.
Tlao Choice of Occupation.
.Parents often complain to me that
their sons who have been to school all
their lives have no choice of occupsr
tion, or that they choose to be accountants
or clerks, instead of manufacturers
or mechanics. These complaints
are invariably unreasonable; for how
can one cnoose s.i an, or wiseiy, wuea
he knows so little?
I confidently believe that the development
of the manual elements in
school will prevent those serious errors
in the choice of a vocation which too
often wreck the fondest hopes. It is
not assumed that every boy who enters
a manual-train in? school is to be a
mechanic; his training leaves him/ree.
No pupils were ever more unprejudiced,
utinei" picpiiryju tu IUUA UCIU>y uic outface,
less the victims of a false. gentility.
Some find that they have no
taste for manual arts, and will turn
into other paths?law, medicine, or
literature. Great facility in the acquisition
and use of language is often accompanied
by a lack of either mechanical
interest or power. When, such a
bias is discovered the lad should unquestionably
be sent to his grammar
and dictionary rather than to the labors
f-nr-r nr rlrjincrhtinor-tfiom. On the
other hand, dccided aptitude for handicraft
is not unfrequently coupled with
a strong aversion to and unfitness for
abstract and theoretical investigations.
There can be no doubt that, in such
cases, more time should be spent in
the shop, and less in the lecture and
recitation room. Some who develop
both natural skill and strong intellectual
powers will push on through the
polytechnic school into professional
life, as engineers and scientists. ^Others
will find.their great usefulness, as
highest happiness, in some branch of
mechanical work, into which they will
readily step when they leave school.
All will gam intellectually by their experience.
in contact with things. The
grand result will be an increasing interest
in manufac tu ring pursuits,
more intelligent mechanics, more successful
manufacturers, better lawyers,
more skillful physicians, and more useful
citizens.? Popular Sciencc Monthly.
Was it Beans or Bugs. j
She had a very long nose and wore
gold-rimmed spectaclcs and a frizette.
She was not prcity, but she was very,
very good and attended Sunday-school
regular1-. But she had a peculiarity
of interposing, in the midst of the
most interesting discussions, with utterly
irrelevant remarks, or questions
put in the gravest manner possible.
Last Sunday Deacon Bodkin was elucidating
the subject of tlic parable of
the vine, when she fixed her glittering
eye upon him and broke in:
" "Deacon Bodkin, I have been reading
durin' the past week, consarnin'
the nlagues of Esypt, an' I read of the
piUguC 01 XHC. JLUUUSUS.v j-jac uuiubuic
Says, 'the locusts came up over all the
airth.' Now, my friend, Abigail Simpkins,
has on her big mantel tree a-big
locust bean-pod, an' she says, air
sticks to it, that them locusts what
come up an' kivered all the airth was
beans. " I thought at fust that she must
be mistaken, an' I told her the locusts
was a sort er insect, or somethin' live.
But she says no it' was the beans.
'Ain't beans live?' says she, 'an' don't
they come up an' kiver the airth?' An'
I ain't at all sure but what she's right,
deacon. Now what do joxr think?
\Va3 them locusts what plagued the
children of Egyptr bugs or beans?"
"Sister Grimes," said the deacon, "I
am afraid you are getting frivolous."
And she can t tell to tins day wnac
made the young folks look so pleased.
A colored child had a fall from a
sccond sto*.y window the other day,
and his mother in relating the incident
at the grocery store said: "Dere dat
child was a-comin' down feet fust, wid
every chance of being killed, when the
Lawd He turned him over, the child
struck on his head, and there wasn't
so much as a button ofL"
WIT AND HUMOR.
When you go fishing go where the
mosquitoes are the thickest. You'll
never be troubled to get a bite.
"Called Back" is the title of a new
melodrama. It is probably a sequel to
| 'Torgot to pay for his drink." "'"'M
A MoLiana girl has been kidnapped
Hir ? Vmwi". She nrnXoMw orot rtrift finer
"J " to"" 7? ?o
from*+he animal and followed it on.
A Burlington girl iias a diary devoted
entirely to noting down the visits of lier
beauz. She calls it her court docket
As they passed a gentleman whose
optics were terribly on the bias, little
Dot murmured: "Ma, he's got one eye
that don't go."
Yassar College girls are not allowed
to receive calls from men, but we believe
there is no objection,made to women,
children and dudes.
"The poorestwonHUJ-in all Boston,"
said Micky j^^eon-on bis return from
the Hub to jus home,, in. Kensington,
"lives^ ?kiladelphia.',r" "
The fly to "bo almost Invariably found .
in the j-esiaurant bowl of turtle soup is
not supposed to have .been placed there A
as seasoning by the cook,: 3>ut' to be a
genuine case of accidental drowning.
At great'' heights, Popular Science
Monthly savs/dogs lose their power of
barking. It is a fine scheme then, to
keep your dog in the garret, or tie him
np to the swaying limb of a tall and . '
"Did you water'the -whisky in that
barrel of common yet .this morning?"
asked the grocery man .of his boy. "No
sir; 1 put a bucketful in 'i? Saturday."
"Oh, well, that's all evaporated by this
time. Put in another bucketful."
"No, she.is not what you would call
a pretty girl," said-a young.man. to his
companion, **uuc sne is oeauuiui w wv
because she has a lovely souL" "I
never thought to look at her feet," said
the other. ?^Perhaps you-are right" ^
When a girl is standing at .the.front
gate waiting for her fellow, five minutes
seem to be -bout an hour's time; <
but after lie comes, and the two are
"all alone by themselves" in the-parlor,
an hour seems to; be about five
minutes long. V ' - .
"Is.thisone of your aH-wool 73-eesrt gi
suits, Mr. Isaacs?" "Yes, mine frindi,'
dot vos yon of dem . peautiful zuits^""But
it's all cotton."' ^"Doi cannot be
helluped. Dot is a 'all-wool sebentydree-shent
zrrit.' I haf*do?",name given
It is s'aid-that an applicant for^the - %
vacancy in the state board-of fishffeott? .
missioners based his qualifications ion
the position on the fact that he-sold'
salt "mackerel and codfish for fifteen.
years. He was certainly more familiar
with the duties of the 'office than the '
average member of 3 board of fish _
commissioners, and should have been
appointed by the governor. *."
Big feet are now the. proper caper
and tne larger a man or woman's feet
are the more fashionable they are.
Looking refiectively at ours as they re- g
pose in all their native grandeur1 up on
top of the desk,-we are- satisfied that
we will never be compelled to padihem
out to make them conformto the-rules 0-0
of fashion. We will be able to lead the H*"
giddy throng in this city.?Evans ville
"Wife an^ r nnarrel awfnllv!" said
a Burlington man confident!ally to a
'riend. "I am very sorry," was the
reply. "Now my wife and Ihave been
married eight years and not a single
unpleasant word has passed between
us." "How can that be possible?" was
the astonished exclamation. "Oh, my
wife lives with, her father's folks in
San Francisco."?Burlington Free
r/Mi +A cor?/? rnnr twA #
JL U^ai. JVU AUbVUU, WV WVMVh J ?lf w
sons to college?" said Alpha to Omega.
"Yes," replied Omega; "I have entered
them at X college" "Why,
, gracious man!" almost shneked Alpha;
you might as well throw your money ,
away! X college is only a fourthclass
institution. It has never won a
boat race in the whole course of its ex,?tence,
and cannot boast of a. baseball
Thecbaw, King of Burmah, became
seized with an irresistible impulse, "the . , %
other day, to marry. The fact that his
wife was living didn't prove much of
an obstacle in the way of the fulfillment.of
his desires. He poisoned the
Queen and her mother and married the
Queen's sister. He said said that was
cheaper than a Chicago divorce, and
doesn't leave him with a mother-in- *
law on his hands to foment trouble.
How his new wife must love him!?
XT \Jl / VO</VM//? UrkW*
The Mcdical Summary recommends
the external application of buttermilk
to ladies who are marred with frecktes.
There is a woman in this city who':
would require about fourteen" churaings
a day for about forty years for the ,
successful removal of the freckles on
her person. She is so freckled that a
man who found her gathering black-.
berries shot at her, believing her to bo
an escaped leopard, but the bullet;
struck a modest little freckle on her
nose and glanced oft, failing a cow in
a neigh boring pas ture. ?Boston Courier,
Jim Kee, a Philadelphia washerman,
put in a tough year of it with an Irish
bride, Bridget McNulty by aame. Ihen.
she fled from him, after rolling up dry
goods bills aggregating 49 cents. Jim ITaq
hatm't -tin whiffkev. or don?
anything equally rash, but he has. in-1
sorted a notice in the papers that his
wife must not be trusted on his account,
adding, in a foot-note, the request
that all who see the same will
have their shirts washed at 1117 Ridge :
avenue. Thus does the moon-eyed
Mongolian improve on the methods of
the haughty Caucasian.?Buffalo Express.
On Sunday afternoon the storm raffed
furiously and heaven's artillery flashed
often to the consternation of ,many a L
woman. After the storm had ceased.
Arcy Roberts, colored, went to the
stable to feed his mule. He saw the
mule standing on its fore feet and resting
on its haunches, as if in the act of
rising, and said: "Bill, get up," but
Bill listened not to bis words. Sup- _
posing the rau*>. was too lazy to.rise
lie shook Bill's head, but there was no
movement on Bill's part Then the
tail was twisted in vain?Bill was dead.
The lightning had killed the mule in
the act oi rising, and there, statue-like,
it stood on its fore feet. Bill has plowed
his last furrow and now sorrow sits
'with poor Archy.
"Cholera!" exclaimed an old farmer.
"Great Cajsar, man, don't tell me that
this country is threatened with cholera
agin." "Yes, it's got into France, and
without proper precaution mav reach , - \
Amcrica." "It's terrible," he "groaned.
. "Why last year I lost; four of the
finest hogs you ever seen with cholera."
But this is not hog cholera, it's Asiafc,
ic cholera." "Oh," said the farmer,
looking much relieved, "I thought i'. ~
was hog cholera."