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VOL. XLIL WINNSBORO, S. C., WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 1885. NO. 5.
^ Tb* -ctory of Patiencc.
Arncd of Sods! Divinest conqueror!
What soundless hests are thine! Nor j?omj>,
Nor token,? ? betray where thou dost wait,
All nature s~-4.? Is. for tho<\ embassador.
Tier forces u . thy serfs, for peace or war,
^ Greatest :m<' ]e-?st silike. thou rui'st their fate,
r* 'iheavalai:* e chained until the century's
The mulber - made robe for emperor I
r Shall man s?one thy law deuy??refuse
Thy heal in-.' t'or his blunders an<i his sins?
Oh, make ? ijine! Teach us who waits best
Who loajjcf v?fts of nil most surely wins.
When Time *s cpent. Eternity tx-<rii2S.
To doubt, r- chafe, to haste. d< th God accuse.
| the two j:o>i:M5-:i:gs.
* - - * ?!\AV/y i
iV. ccrixww innii ii;um;u g, i
who belonged to a well-known battery,
and had married very young, had a son
whom h* allowed to enter the same
battery Then he was 18. But as the
father Mid not been promoted very
rapidly, it happened that he and his
son wWe sccond lieutenants at the
same t'mc, the father just entering his
fortio'-M year and the son his twentieth.
In sp'-'a of the difference in age, the
l father looked younger tiian his son,
^ who had come into the world with au
old face; and if the father's gray i:air
could have been exchanged lor the
coal-black locks of his son there is no
doubt but that he would have been taken"
for his son. and vice versa, especially
as there was a marked rcseiu^
bianco in face and figure. Tiiey became
known as Rosenberg the first and
Ko-enberg the second.
Alter the death of his wife the father
and iiis son separated and took bach
elors' quarters. wliicii pleased Rosenberg
the second, as it gave him more
freedom. But the father who had
k been used to society, soon grew tired
of it. and invited to his rooms all the
officers who visited the little garrison.
This was not of frequent occurrence,
but it afforded occasional new experiences.
It was a great pleasure to the j
old officer to watch the unpacking of
his comrades' trunks. There was always
something new to be seen that
L people of this little, out-of-the-way
F place had never heard of, and concerning
which the curiosity of Rosenberg
the lirst led him to inform himself very
minutely. One day an officer of the
"White dragoons came to the garrison,
who, although no longer a young man,
^ had very black, flossy hair. One Sunday
morning Lieutenant Rosenberg
the lirst entered the room of his guest
without knocking1, just as he was
drawing the cork from a bottle that
lie hail taken out of his satchel.
"What have you so line?1' asked the
. curious host. "A llask of cologne
water?or perhaps a cordial for the
This sudden appearance seemed to
surprise his guest rather unpleasantly.
He hastily p;ir the cork into the bottle
and set it behind a curtain out of
"Oh, it is water?for the scalp," he
"For what?" asked Rosenberg.
"For the scalp."
"Oh!" he said; and continued: "You J
have a very clean,beautiful scalp."
"Xhafciaiivskat makes it."
"And such black hair."
This was evidently verv annoving to
'* V ? ' i.l
the strange orncer, :tnu ne uirneu mc
? conversation in another direction. The
? next morning lie returned his thanks
^ for the hospitality he had received, and
^ was ai out to take his departure, but
> Rosenberg the lirst could not allow
that until he had ordered his o.vn oul
horse, and mounted it to accompany
his friend of the White dtairoons to
the city limits, where he left him. and
rode home again. Whet: he arrived
. there-and iaw the sun streaming in, he
. went to ciosc the l-linds, and discovered
behind the curtain the bottle tnat
his guest had forgotten. His first impulse
was to h:ist<*n after him with it.
But the second thought was tiiat the
officer wouid have a >tart of an hoar
1 ..i... i.:.? xr~ i..wj
UCiOI'C I1V l't'u.u juui. jljlv? :;?u
Pi only an h^ur at Iii> disposal, as lie
must be on duty alter that. The bottle
could remain where it was until his
comrade returned, or if he never did
return he probably knew where to get
more. The old officer examined it on
all sides. It was a plain white bottle,
I without a label, and half full of a lluid
' ? like clear water. "What things people
will contrive!'' he thought, while he
shook lirst his head and then the bottle.
"This benefit his head! What
nonsense! I believe it is good for !
nothing." He drew out the cork, held j
tie bottle to his left nosti-il, closed his j
k right eye, and took a good sniff of it.
Ik "JQu is clear water," he said. "My
BW comrade has done well. Such stuff
r wouid make me white?clear, well
^ water. I might play a joke on my
^ , friend of the White "dragoons. I will
pour this out, and put in some other.
When he returns he will v.se it on his
head and imagine it has helped him.
Then I will laugh at the old boy. Ha!
With this decision he went to his
room, poured the contents of the bottle
into the wash-bowl, and then filled it
half full of water from the pitcher.
"There," he exclaimed, putting the
cork in, "I shall enjoy that, when my
friend returns. This will help him as
k, little as the other, and he will soon
find out that it never amounted to anything.
That do anv good! Ha! ha!
Ee then pnt his hand in the washbasin,
held his head over it, and waslik
ed his hair until his arm ached.
"Now, if that has any effect, my
r name is Huns," said he. "To-morrow
. morning my head will look just as it
does now. But I must be off to the
square to drill the recruits. It is a
quarter of an hour too early, but it
will make no difference, and one never
^ knows what may delay him on the
way." So he put on his cap. fastened
k. on his saber, and walked leisurely toy
ward the market-place. When he
reached there he Jound the captain
there before him.
navmg uau uutui:^ w j'.iao
^ the time with, the captain thought ho
V would go down to the square and have
| a little chat with Rosenberg the lirst,
if he should happen to be down somewhat
early. He smiled with satisfaction
as he saw that officer coming
around the corner, but when he hail
come a few steps nearer his face fell
t with disappointment. Still he spoke
fp to the man who approached him. and
* said: "Good morning, dear Rosenberg.
How is your father?"
Lieut. Rosenberg the first looked
very much surprised at this unexpected
question, and stared at his superior
k officer instead of answering,
kt "Your father is well, I hope," con- i
tinned Capt Klohn, now also somewhat
"My father?" said the lieutenant, !
as puzzled as before.
T ci 1.4 I
"-veruumv, >uui liitiici.. l iuuu*;ut
I spoke plainly enough. What is there
^ so'wonderful about iny inquiring for
F the health of your father?"
"The captain is very kind.'' said*
Rosenberg the tirst; "but I am very
much surprised indeed."
"1 do not understand von. Whv ]
so?" " " ,
(irent heavens! because ray father 3
is dead, captain." ;
"The old man turned pale. "Dead? j
Your father dead?" said he, with trem- |
b'ing voice. ".My God! How did it
"He fell from his horse and broke ;
The captain clasped his hands and
shook his head in horror. "Oh, oh,
oh!" said lie, over and over. "Oh,
you poor fellow, you poor fellow!"
Lieut. Rosenberg the iirst looked at
him, wholly at a loss to ;c::ow what to !
make of it.
In the meantime the recruits had
gathered and stood in line. A lower
officer stood before them, waiting for
the stroke of the bell. "Attention!"
he called, as the iirst clang trembled
in the church tower. To a soldier
duty comes before all else, eating or
drinking; house or iiornc, wile or cinui,
father or mother.
"Will you have the goodness to stay
with the recruits, dear Rosenberg?"
said the old captain. "They cannot be
left without a head." He pressed the
lieutenant's hands in deep agitation, j
and then added: "Adieu! adieu! dear i
Rosenberg." while bright tears fell
from the old soldier's eyes down on his
bushy beard. "Auf wiedersehen! God
comfort you! dear Kosenberg. God
comfort you!" He turned and went
with faltering steps to his home, the
shock having weakened him so that he
needed to rest and collect himself before
calling the sergeant to advise
with him in"regard to further proceedings.
Lieut. Rosenberg watched the captain
disappear round the corner; then
he lauirhed, and exclaimed: "Well, I
never saw anything like it. There is I
nothing like it in all the world!"
Just then another ollieer came from
the same direction which the captain
had gone. "Linde ;aun!" called
Rosenberg, as he was passu<*. "Good
morning! Good morning! How goes |
it with you? Come here a moment." i
Lindemann did so. "How can I
serve you. Rosenberg?'' he asked.
"Did vou just meet our captain?1'
"Did anything about him surprise
"Very much; he was in tears."
"Ah! Now, you see?I thought he
must have bees too free with his
schnapps or eaten too much breakfast."
"What do you mean? He is not in j
the habit of doing so."
"Well, there is certainly something
wrong with him."
What brought you to such a conclusion?"
"Why,-just think! When I came up
to him he asked me how my father
"Well, why should lie not ask j-ou?"
Rosenberg the first looked at him in
"Why should he not ask me?" he
' Certainly; why not?"
"Because he never did so before."
"Whrit of that? Everything must
have a beginning. What is there specially
to wonder at in that?"
"What is there to wander at? I'do
not see how you, Lindemann, a sensible
man. could inquire after a man who
"Dead! Do you jest? 2so one
should speak Tightly of such things,
my dear Rosenberg."
"I have no pleasure in joking about
such things; but 1 certainly can say-that
my father is dead."
Lieut. Lindemann's face grew very
long, and he turned as pale as Capt.
Klohn had before him. "Can it be
t;ae? Can it be possible?" he said.
"But tell me, for God's sake how it
"He fell from his horse and broke
Lieut. Lindemann's arms fell by his
side, and his breathing was heavy and
painful. Rosenberg the first looked
with wonder at Lindemann, who
grasped his hand and said: '.My poor,
poor friend!" He wiped a manly tear
from his eyes, and -turned away in the
Giree ion ne naci come. -ltou comiort
you!" he cricd. "Heaven send you
strength to bear it!"
"He must be crazj*," thought Rosenberg
the first, staring after him in utter
bewilderment, "or has he had too
hearty' a breakfast. Only one of the
two can be possible?only on$ of thosec-l *
But when lifteen minutes later the--^
sergeant came to look around and see f |
if ail was in order, and took the liberty';?
of inquiring for his father's health;
Rosenberg became angry. "Js it a
plot!" he exclaimed. "They are trying
to play, a trick on me. But I am
too old to allow such a thing, especially
at the expense of my father; that .
will not pass?I certainly will not allow
it. As soon as the training of the
recruits is over I will go to the captain
and report, and if he is at the
head of the conspiracy it is all the same
to me. 1 will not be "'.'sponsible for
Let us leave the old ofllc^r standing
ox: the marki't-phicu racing inwardly
and what Rosenberg the second is
doing. He came out of his rooms in
the best of spirits, carefully picked a
speck of dust with his thumb and fore
tinker irom ins ion arm, aim sa.ii mere a
down the street with a complacent
smile on his lips, not knowing exactly
where he wished to go. He met Lieut.
Lindemann. "Heavens! What a
ghastly face!" said Rosenberg the second
to him. "You look as though
you had had some frightful misfortune.'"
Lieut. Lindemann stared at this
speech. "Rosenberg, I don't understand
yon," he finally said.
"What don't you understand, old
fellow? That I wonder at your doleful
expression? It is not usually so.
Come with me into the restaurant
We will take a glass of wine together."
Lindemann shook his head, as if the
conduct of his friend was wholly incomprehensible.
"I am in a good humor to-day; I invite
yon -to breakfast," continued Lieut.
Rosenberg. "Come," and he turned
to take his arm.
But Lindemann drew back. "You
have consoled yourself yery quickly,"
he said bitterly. I -S3 i. ?"%
consojeiu- i* ua; nave i 10 coupon:
mysellfor?'-* ; - > > "*?1 g\
' -^ Roseaher^ X do--n6tr undocsiand
you. 1 would not have cxp.cctc'd such
lack of feeling from you."
"Lack of feeling! .What do you
r"WclI, I slio'uld. not liavc thought
wlieji one's.father was dead-?"
"Rosenberg's,...face grew, serious- at
once,...and he, griped VmitfeQiaqn's
hand. t*C^P-^?o?give rnoc'' lio "said
with tender s'ympatfiydn his voice. "I
did not know that?though i might
have surmised something from your
sau lace. iuy poor irienu; iorj?i>c liiu,
and permit rae to offer my si nee re-sympathy.''
This was too much for Lieut Efntfernaun.
"Know what? Now, have
ione," he said, red with anger. "That
is enough?my very soul rises up
against such llippaucv. Your father
is not yet under the ground, and you
begin to be merry!"
"Your grief has bewildered you,
Lindemann," replied Rosenberg earnestly.
"You are confusing me with
'How so? I do not sec it."
"Or your father with mine. But,
my l'riend, your father is dead, not
"My patience is exhausted," said
Lindemann. "It is not enough that
)*ou hold your own father in suc<: little
honor. My father, thank God, is well.
I had a letter from him yesterday. If
he were dead, my sister would certainly
have telegraphed to me."
t1.nl- _> rr^/%.1 Wlvir r]n t-rsn
IT L'Ij^ UlilC IO ?? iij viv j vu
"For your father, unhappy, frivolous,
' My father!" said Lieut. Ilosenbcnr,
"Certain y. For whom else? lie
fell from his horse and broke, his neck."
Rosenberg tne second turned deatuly
pale. "1 did not know a word of I
it," lie stammered. "Who.told you?"
"Who told me? Whv, vou, vourself."
"How, 1? That is impossible. I
have not seen you to-day."
"Have not seen me? You called me
a half hour ap>. on the Market square,
to teli me ihe dreadful news."
Rosenberg the second looked anx-it
said-he, **I believe Uibto^Is something
wrong with Jyou." . i 2 j
Quite the coutrary. It se.eins "to
me there is something wrong with
you. You told this same thing to
' Capt. Klohn! I have not seen him
Ji'it I have. I met him as lie came
from the marl;olH>l:ice. and his face
was lull of tears, lie. said yost _srt:U*.i
with the roc rafts lhatyoir"wh'ad
takiui to drill i<?r your latliiv."
.Now 11 lhv' MU'otid became
anurv too. "J)ia Capl. Kiohn to!I you
that," Jio asked. "with hi.S o.vn i::<wri>?
Then 1 wiil <:<> to the cap:..i i :tt imc-.
If I told him that my lather jv.:s
he certainly is. uot.-aud so iiln.u. \?
that your father is dead. S >n:c fr.iher
must bo. for such a story nc?:r came
from nothing." With taat he took iiis
saber under !,;s arm and stalked oil",
in a very agitate ! frame of mind, to
the captain's house.
The captain wns sittini' in his room,
unuolc to control h'niseif. rSu-.n his
servant cntere i and aunonnoe-i that
Lieut. ll>se:iberg was at the door ami
wished to know if ho could speak to
him. "Certainty, certainly," he said;
"show him in."
The next moment Lieut. Rosenberg
the second appeared. "Mv poor young
friend!" said the captain, "it was very
iiard on you, under such sorrowful circumstances,
to stay by those recruits
so long. I met Lieut. JLindemann ami
intended to ask him to relieve you, but
when I told liim lije sad news 1 forgot
it. Do not be angry, my young friend.
The sudden blow has completely upset
Lieut. Rosenberg the second was
equally upset. Before he could speak,
the captain's short speech confirmed
wlfat Lieut. Lindemann had told him.
But he had not been near the recruits,
and had not spoken either to the captain
or Lindemann. It was a story lit
~ThtrC"Spratn was about to insist upon
the young ollicer being seated, when
his thick-headed, red-headed attendant
entered the dootv again.; "Captain?at
the door is?he began," and then
glanced at the young officer, and his
head became thicker and redder than
"Well, what is it?" urged the old
"At the door is--is "
"Well, will you let it out? Who is
at the door?"
-T ' ' ^ 1 " V - 1
*\L?ieuc. .uoscnuerg, uu iiasweiuu
with trembling,- t'He-wished me to
ask if he conld speak with vou .'a I inotncnt.""^
^ ? - A
The captain and the young lieutenant
looked ateae-a other. Lieut. Rosenberg^
If hejv^ a-tjis door he could
not bo:^6ea^ tooti ^^|eam of light
' Lieti.^bsenbcrg^^first?'' asked
CapL Sohn ofjils scroint, who.Glared
' r\^Tt^s?ptain"" wilt he
repliedjr"it is Lieut.'Rosenberg th^secmca-tHTued
Klohu. "That is impossible?;he
is here." Y".
"fWt certainlysee tbai. V said the
felloWj 4'but Lieut.Jctosoiiborg the second
is ^o^oucsuJa.t& .dob r. * '
"You "arejcraiy^fellow. -cToif- evidently
can not sec very well," and
Capt. Klohn turned to'the ofiiccr. "You
surely are here., .And while you are
here, you can not come again."
The lieutenant did not know what to
say, so he said nothing.
"Let him come in,'' said "" apt*.
Kiohn. . 0
The boy shuddered, cast aa appealing
look, "mattered as IT* saying his
prayers, and went out, stumbling over
his own feet. A moment later Lieut.
Rosenberg the lirst entered. New and
speechless astonishment. The boy also
stepped in to see the result.
-i'ou are Lieut. Rosenborg the second?"
asked the captain at last
"The captaiu will excuse me. I am
Lieut. Rosenberg the tirst"
Poor Capt Klohn:s head whirled.
"That is impossible," said he. "In
that case you would be your own father
and father of tnc other Rosenberg,
.1 1 I *!...* U I._ :r
U1C SCCOUU, auu I.u;a uiu t w, lur 11
you were your own father you would
be ilerul, and could not be here. Heavens!
How my head aches! This agitation
But all the time the two lieutenants
had been, looking at each other's eyes.
"Father! \ our hair has turned- black,"
said the sou. , ; i '
What! My hair black?" he answcrel.
Then he stepped before a mirror.
auu looked in." '~."K is,"** sal J he in
;i tioii.iv. That b'auied stuff is
Cajit. Klohn now stepped behind
Jiirn. "Oh!'' he cxclaimed, "you hare
dyed your hair so that I dfdn't know
yon, and asked you how your father
was, and you very naturally wondered
at it Ha! ha! ha! Ha! ha! ha! And
you told me your father was dead.
But how did you know about it,1' turnin
? to Rosenberg the second.
"I met Lieut. Lindemann."
"Oh, yes," roared the old captain,
"I met Lieut. Lindemann, too. That
is a ?Ocd story, an excellent storv."
"That is an excellent storv."' re
pUvLivu. uvjv * uy ?? vio uw
left hand with his right hand in great
glee. , -1
"Will you hold your tongue,, boy!"
growled the captain.
"I wHT, Hwr njr? Translated
from the, Litnnan^ity ,'Margaret G.
Folk. - >N\
--> ? * V .3
Therein, the Ijio:i Tamer.
"Cut, do you not shrink from a life
such as this you are leading? Evcfry
day risking a terrible death?"
"No." she answered, "I like it. I
like to feel my mastery over the king
of beasts. I know that he hungers for
my flesh, and pants for my blood, a-id
1 am defcnceles-. A little scratch with
his claw, a stroke of his foot, and 1 am
lost. But I have a human soul, and a
will stronger than his; he knows ^t,
and cowers before me." j
Mr. Tern pier looked at her with wonder.
' " * * *
"It is a fact." he said," "that every
i woman loves eonauest." ^
"Every woman.1'she answered,
power to gain victories so long as Stjc"
is mistress over her own heart"
Next day he was again present at an
I exhibition. He went to the menagerie,
and stood near the cage. He saw her
enter; her eye met his. She smiled,
j and the pretty dimples formed in the
corners of her mouth. At the same
moment the lion's mane bristled, and
he began, to claw at the boards of his
cell iloor in an angry, impa'.ient manner.
Her eye had been off him, and
her power.failed, but only for a moment.
She recovered her attenticm,
and concentrated it on the brute; rfcfct
his red eye with a calm and resolute
look, and beckoned him to her feet.
He hesitated, turned aside, and walked
round the den, thrusting his body
against the sides, eyeing her covertly,
and growling, aud showing his white
teeth. She followed, never allowing
him'to' escape her firm eye, and pointed
to her feet. Then he turned himself
round, and sulkily, protestingly.
sneaked to the place indicated. She
kuclt by him, and laid her arm and
head on his mane, but thrust the other
hand through tho bars and said to Mr.
Templer, "Feel my pulse."
He took the delicate wrist between
las lingers and -counted. The pulse
was at a hundred and twenty.
When the exhibition was.oyer, she
said to-Mr. Templer, "I pray you, do
not be present, again. You unnerve
I me. "When I am in the cage, I must
think of nothing and no one but the
I t-ir>rr No n iM-tans mftft'ter. find nn
less he has all my thoughts will tear
"Good heavens. Theresa!" exclaimed
he. "I cannot bear to think of this.
I dreamt of vou last night, and woke
in terror, imagining the end had
"It will come some day. This is the
fate of us all.'' Mother came off better
than most, with a broken thigh. Did
vou count my uulsations?"
"Then you can judge what the excitement
is, with life in one's hand, in
a lion's den." ? English Illustrated
C. P. Batter.
(Joins r. .tiunLingiou, iuu runway
magnate, years ago kept a general
store in Sacramento. One day a trader
came in from a mining camp to buy
stores, and among other things he
wanted butter. Huntington had several
tubs brought from Orange county,
the famous butter-producing region of
New York. The miners had all the
good things that money would buy, and
the storekeeper from the mining camp
was bound to take back the best he
"I want some bang-up butter," was
the way the storekeeper from the camp
signified his desire.
"Well," said Huntington, "hero is
some all the way from New York state,
the real genuine Orange county article."
Huntington ran the trier down
(-So llio f-jiK nnr? tV)f> storp
LU wJU^/ wv UVIll V* m v WMV) WUM
keeper ran his nose along it when it
was'pullt-d but. **; /? ; *T ? j
"What's the tax on;that grease?1' he
asked U \J ) i i
"That's 35 cents a pound," replied
"Hain't you got.something a lectio
better?" asked the storekeeper.
"Yes," said Huntington, going to
another tub of the. very same" kind of
butter. He knew the storekeeper
would 'not be -satisfied if he'did not
show, something'- better, - and he was
equal to the occasion. "Here's some
for 50 cents," said Huntington, as he
drew the trier out and the storekeeper's
nose followed it from one end to
"Now, that's a little like it," said the
storekeeper, "but," he added with a
wink, "come now, hain't you got some
thing that the llics won't settle on,
that's fur-lined and hair-topped?
There's nothing too good for us, and
we've got the dust to pay for it."
"Yes," again said Huntington.
"Here's something that we don't often
bring out." The trier went down into
the third tub of the same lot, and the
storekeeper's nose followed the line of
butter for the third time.
"How much is she assessed at?"
asked the storekec"ias he looked affectionately
on the outter.
"Sixty-five cents a pound."
"You hain't got too much for me,"
said the storekeeper.?Financial Journal.
A Queer Story.
The following letter has been received
by a gentleman, who has been acting
as chaplain abroad, and who an
swereu-uii' uu.vUU UI >? JOO uutel-keeper
for a chaplain:
Exquisite Siu: :Your Kinde lcttro i
have receved: the advantages i Kan offer
you are: If you will bring me 15 of
your compatriotes wanting of breathing
our curing moutang-airc in one
healthfull an sonvisy mountains, you
Kan-have, your comfortable Pension in
equifalentof your Spiritual Work. Pension
all comprised 5 fs; a day. Miik
chease and all Swisse healthful things
at wery reasonable prices. A wery
good carriage road lceds till ? houre
from mi newly-restablished establishment
railroad aud steamer of the lac of
Thousia at a distance of 3 houres. Wery
II hope for a retailed and promptc
itntvfir?nmi wliorin vnn wnnld knmo.
Healthi air?milk fresh?&c., &c-, &c.
Good beds, &c.. &c. Pray favor me
with a subit and distinct answer?have
the extreme kindness tho recommend
me ba your friends and compatriots?
you will then have done a good work?
excuse me sire for mi bad englisch.
Gcd ba with you and all your friends.
Yours, trouly, , proprietairc.
? . ?
The best quality of charcoal is made
| from oak, maple, beach, and chestnut.
! Wood will furnish, when properly
cMarred, about 20 per cent 01 cuarcoai.
A bushel of charcoal from pine weighs
29'pounds: one from hardwood weighs
30 pounds; 100 parts of oak make nearI
Jy 23. of charcoal,, red pine about 22,
winte-pinc' 23/ : " * ' *
MA J. GEN. POPE.
His Opinion Concerning Coast Defenses,
Torpedoes, Guns, and Cannon.
"Arc the facts as set out recently b\ 1
Lieut. Grifiin concerning our coast de- 1
"Wei!," answered Gen. Pope with s, '
smile, "those facts as now stated ought
not to occasion any general surprise,
for they have no' * jnjr been known to
the business men of our commercial
cities. The defenses of Sau Francisco,
for instance, are very poor. The guns
are few and small. There are some 15inch
guns which explode 150 pounds of
powder at a charge, but these are not
well mounted.* 1 understand that a
congressional committee will come
here to look at the works. Some of
these committees so combine pleasure
and work as to eliminate the work, but
this committee will probably be an ex
caption. As to your question conccrn'
lhg"the ability of civilians to judge of a "question
of defense better than military
men, the wisdom of the nation has
named a congressional committee to
consider the facts and report New
York harbor can not be much worse
defended than San Francisco is. Twenty
years ago the defenses hore would
command more respect than they do
"What would be the probable cost
of making the defense of San Francisco
"Oh, that I could not say. I could
not even approximate an estimate. Before
any figures could be suggested it
would be necessary for the engineers
to make surveys and for some plan to
"And what general form would the
improvement in our defenses take?"
"There should be changes, of course.
But no nation has yet reached a conclusion
concerning defenses. The conditions
change constantly with the in
vention 01 nrearms ana snips, xne
torpedo service seems to be moderately
satisfactory, but not completely so.
Experiments arc continually going on
with large and small torpedo-boats
and lixed torpedoes. The torpedo service
can be made only auxiliary to the
land service- It is one thing to carry
on torpedo experiments, under favorable
circumstances, in time of peace,
and it is another thing to try the same
experiments when an enemy is doing
his best to thwart you. The difference,
in fact, is about like that of firing at a
Hrori'f for nrap.fcir.fi and tirino1 at another
man when ho is taking'aira and firing
at you at the same time?"
"Are not certain' kinds of torpedoes
found to be controllable and navigable
some distance from the shore?"
"Yes. they appear to be, but this has
been demonstrated by experiments and
not by actual war, which is a different
thing. If the enemy will give vou all
the lime you want and Jluw you to
impose upon him all your conditions,
it is probable that you will be able to
blow him out of the water almost
every time. But he will be busy himself
trying to foil your plans."
"Are you familiar with the plan pro*
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Ijposea Dy Jbicuc. vrrayuou lux. tuts uelensc
ot San Francisco harbor recently,
his plan being to attach torpedoes to
wire cables on the principle of our
"I have not studied it My impression
is that torpedoes can be only auxiliaiy
to the land service for defense.
At p'resent \vc could not stop with our
land defenses an invasion by iron-clads.
Such vessels could come over the bar
and into the bay. But there is no sign
of foreign war now. Our nearest danger
in this country is internal, not external."
"Has any new principle of importance
been applied to the manufacture
of arms since our civil war?"
"There have been improvements in
the manufacture of guns and in the
materials used, but I do not think there
is any new principle in the manufacture.
Guns are made larger and furtherreaching.
We have guns which can
J carry five miles effectively."
"is tucrc any xorc m i>ew xorK narbor
-which could withstand a bombardment?"
"No, sir. New York is better guard,
ed than any other large seaboard city
on the Atlantic coast."
"Are experiments made continually
in warlike instruments in this country?"
"Yes,- in' torpedoes, guns, breechloading
cannons, etc., and they may
lead to some advantage."?Interview
with Gen. Pope, in Sari'Francisco Bulletin.
An Organ-Grinder's Wail.
Petro Barfcolucci sat gloomily on his
hand-organ last night and sighed, says
the Philadelphia North American. A
vftllnw rlnrr \v?is snuatted in front of
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him, and gazed curiously into the face
of the prince of organ-grinders, as if
trying to fathom the great man's
thoughts. Petro looked up, and listlessly
kicked the yellow dog into the
street, and lapsed into meditation.
"Ah, no imro good," he moaned.
"Grind dn org played out."
"What do you mean, my Italian
friend?" asked the North American
"No good, no good. Long a?0 I
make four, five dol a day, eat plenty
macaroni.Jdrink plenty beer, have good
time. Now can't get over dol and half
or two dol. Grinda na org n. g. no
good more. Da monk run around,
come back with empty tinkup. Da
people say go way, you make too
much noise; da cop say skip along,
dago, or I run you in. Get arrest for
break da peace, and da peace o' da
just fine me five dol, all I make in
three days. All, I tninic i go oa.cs. to
Italy; dis country no good.
"Don't the people appreciate the
rich tones of the hand organ any
"No, dey want it shortor. Dey say
cut it short and call me a dago. Nobody
in dis country like music no
more. I go back to Italy or start a
dago roller skate rink. Grinda da org
played out, da monk no good, da country
He gazed sadly at the mud monuments
of Chief Estabrook in the street
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dream, perhaps, c>? a Utopia where organ
grinders arc honored and prized
and wealth comes rolling in at every
turn of the handle.
A ten-year-old Rochester boy on the
cars coming to Troy the other day became
hungry about 11 o'clock and began
an attack upon the bountiful lunch
that had been prepared for him. A
gentleman who sat behind him was
moved to remark: "My boy, if you
.eat much now you won't have any appetite
for dinner." To which the
smart, little fellow replied: "Woll, 1
1 sruessi if I haven't an}* appetite 1 shan't
want any dinner." The gentleman
had no mure to .-ay. ? L'roy 'livita.
The inventor of barbs on fence
wire receives a royalty of $120,000 a
The Lenape Stone. !
"The Lenape stone" is a flat stone
about four inches Ions and an inch and 1
a half wide, with a rude picture scratch- i
ed dn the surface representing Indians ;
fighting a hairy mammoth. It is brok- '
en into two parts, and the story goes -I
that the fragments were found, at an I
interval of nine years, by a boy work- I
ing in a Held in Bucks county, Penn., 1
four miles and a half cast of Doyles- <
town. The piece first discovered was 1
plowed up; the second came to light <
when the same youth was husking corn
in the same field. The carving is radelv
done, find with a few strokes. In 1
front, of the mammoth as it strides forward
are drawn two fighting Indians :
with bows and arrows. Wigwams and 1
pine trees appear in the distance, while
in the sky the sun, moon, stars, and a
constellation arc all on duty. One Indian
has been trampled under foot by
the monster, and another, who is recumbent,
seems not yet to have taken
alarm. The picture could be copicd in
two or three minutes by rapid penstrokes.
The stone is slate, and the
reverse side contains turtles* hawks,
and other objects.
Experts who have, examined the
carving pronounce it a fraud, but Mr.
H. C. Mercer, who knows the finder ,
and the man who purchased the stone,
thinks otherwise, and has written a
book on the subject. The Delaware i
tribe lived in that region of Pennsylvania
for centurics, and curious stones
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inarmed oy cucm u:ivc uucu uueuicucu
in Bucks county.
"The Lenape stone" was submitted
to Dr. D. G. iJrlntou. the well-known
archaeologist and ethnologist of Philadelphia.
He inspected it carefully,and
says it is modern, basing his opinion
on both its design and execution. The
aborigines of the United States did not
shade or group their pictures. They
did not represent lightnings shooting
in various directions from a central
point, nor treat the sun as a face.
"The lines on the Lenape stone are
obviously cut with a metal instrument,
making clear incisions, deepest in the
center and tapering to points?quite
different from the scratch of a flint
point. Shrewder fabricators than the
unknown aathor of this one make use
of tlint points. Some of the 'western
tablets' have been so inscribed. They
may thus conceal their tools, but there
are other resources for the archieologists.
The surface of ail stones undergoes
a certain chemical change on exposure
to tho air, which is called, by
the French term valine. In many va
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shales, this atfords a decisive means of
discriminating a modern from an ancient
inscription or arrow-head. It requires
the uso of the microscope and
some practice, but with these most of
such impostures can be detected. _This
does not exhaust the resources at the
command of the antiquary to circumvent
those who would practice on his
love for relics of the past." Mr. H.
Carvill Lewis, professor of mineralogy,
Academy of Natural Sciences, Philadelphia,
says the tablet is genuine, but
the drawing is forged from the picture
of a mammoth on a piece of ivory
found in the cave of La Madeleine,
Perigord, France. Dr. F. W. Putman,
curator of the Peabody Museum of
Archaeology, Cambridge, Mass.,- is
somewhafin doubt, but rather suspects
the hands of a white man in the drawins:.
Dr. M. E. Wadsworth, of Cam
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bridge, Mass., oeneves 111c urawicg I
was made with some steel tool like a
dull awl. Mr. J. P. Iddings, of the
United States coast survey, notes that
the lines of the drawing appear to have
been arranged with reference to the
fracture of the stone. The author of
this book, however, declares his faith
in its genuineness. The indications
arc that gorget slate stones with Indian
scratches upon them have been
found on the Hanscll farm, but that
this representation of the mammoth is
a forgery.?Cincinnati Commercial Gazette.
Swallowed His Queue.
There is trouble brewing on the
South Side. Ying Foy, proprietor of a
button-bursting establishment on Carson
street, is one of the parties interested.
In the rear of the laundry in a
court lives Dennis Fogarty. Dennis is
the uroud owner of a healthy and well- ]
developed goat, which ranges wild and
free along the heights of Limerick, satisfying
the simple wants of his untamed
nature with old stovepipe, cast- (
off tinware, hoopskirts, and other gastronomic
bric-a-brac. The goat flashes
up equal in prominence with Ying
Fov in this artless little narrative.
Yesterday afternoon Ying Foy lay
sleeping, as is his wont' after his midday
meal, <?n a bench in the rear of his
wash-house. The friendly rays of the
warm spring sunshine glinted athwart
the smoke-browned turrets of Castle
Fogarty and fell upon the slumbering
son of the orient. The sleeper smiled.
It may have been that he dreamed of
his boyhood days, when, careless and
free, he roamed about his father's
zereba or pursued the fleeing rat up
and down the broad bungalow as-a
matter of business?out-of-meat-andmust-havc-it-you-know.
At any rate
he smiled. This external expression of
internal pleasure stole around both
sides of his face to the base of his
queue. The movement loosened the
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roll oi 11 air, one eim ox wmuu um
the ground. The goat, quietly browsing'
about the brick pavement, saw the
queue and in it a prospective meal. To
think was to act with the goat. After
chewing and swallowing abouteighteen
inches of it he shut his teeth and tried
to pull it loose. The jerk yanked the
Chinaman off the bench with a j*ell
which could have been heard two
blocks away. The goat would not let
go, and Ying Foy could not, and both
pulled. For about two minutes the
air was lull of goat hair, Chinese profanity,
white-soled shoes, and broken
English oaths. Then the crash came,
and Ying Foy sat down heavy on the
bricks with a haggled tuft of chewed
off hair about six inches long hanging
from his scalp, which also showed
rugged patches where bald spots shone
out like stumps in new ground. The
goat quietly shut one eyo and commenced
swallowing the switch- Ying
Foy was so mad for a minute that he
could not speak. He wildly clawed at
the pavement until he loosened a brick,
when he broke out with:
"You?you licapee dlam foolee," and
threw the brick with a 400-ton pressure.
The goat dodged the brick, but
Fogarty's window caught it, and Ying
Foy with a look of baldhcaded despair
sneaked indoors to avoid making unnecessary
explanations. ? Pittsburg
Without doubt the pumpkin pic was
originally evolved in JJew .England; dui
just where the pumpkin itself was first
discovered in a wild state is a disputed
Eoint in geographical and historical
otanv, but perhaps the vine which Do
Soto "found growing on the gulf coast
of Florida was the progenitor of our
FISHING THEN" AND NOW.
There are only about a dozen men in
this country who do not like to go fishing.
Many do not go once in ten
pears, but all the time they think they
ivjll go next week or next month, and
they Keep thinking of the fun they used
to have thirty or forty years ago, when
they were boys. An old man who had
fished every year for fifty years, and
an joyed it, came into a business place
the other day limping, with one hand
Dn the small of his back, and looking
as if he wanted to die.
"Been fishing again, eh?" said a
clerk. "What luck?"
"0, no luck to speak of. The fact
is, my lishing days arc over," said the
old man with a sigh, as a pain took
him in the back. 44 'Tain't what it
used to be, boys, 'tain^t what it used to
be. When I was a bov I would get up
u-r t- ?,?1V fn?r. n,;Tas
UUiUlU tlliVL >T ibln. AVUi, jiuiiv>;
barefooted, with a tamarack pole and a
strong line, and with a piece of porkrind
for bait, I would catch fish till the
cows came home. There were no rods
and reels in those days, and no artificial
flies, that 1 know of. We would
get a bite, and throw the fish over our
heads, out on l:;nd, and see him flop. I
could catch fish enough for our family
and ail the neighbors, and enjoy it.
Later years, when I became a man, I
had the fishing fever just as bad, and I
would go a hundred miles to fish, and
spend a barrel of money, and work
hard for a week, and it would do me
good. I would be heavier and stronger
when I came baclc and my brain
would work like a steam engine. But
now, white I have the fever just as bad,
1 am all used up. It takes me all the
fail and winter to get over my aches
and pains, to get ready for the spring
fisliiug, and the first day I go out I am
used up for a month. Bones and lnuscies
that 1 did not know I had years
ago,- ache now so I am perfectly sure
whore they arc. I am too old to walk
much, and too rheumatic to ride in a
boat long, and 1 have to be petted like
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a uiiiiu. x iiavc iv viu^/ivj ?.* iuiwu i.v
row the bout, put on my bait and take
off ruy lish, and my lingers and thumbs
are getting so rheumatic that I can
hardly turn the handle to the reel.
Anotner year and 1 will have my hired
man reel in my tisb, while I sit in a
ch;iir oa the bank, and then I Want to
die. When a man gets so it makes his
back ache to cast his bait in the water,
and bis arms ac:;c when he stands up,
his neck ache when he turns around,
his head achc when the sun shines, and
everything aches when it is cloudy and
damp, and his stomach seems to all
drop out an hour or two before lunch
time, he i.<j played out as a lisherman,
and ought to know it. Ishali never go
lishing again, never."
"0, you hadn't ought to give up lishing,
uncle," said the clerk. "I see by
the paper that the li?h are biting splendidly
out in Waukesha county. One
i nnnniLs of black
******* vwweM* r -y
biiss in Okaucucc yesterday.
"Nol" said the old man, as lie took
.hjg hand off tlic small of his back and
straightened up to try his bacK and see
if it was broke. "Say, you pack up^
my rod and things and get them down
to the two o'clock train, and I will go
and take a Turkish^bath, and go out
there.for a day or two. If 1 could
catch one fish and feel just as J did
when 1 was a boy,I would give a thousand
dollars. To feel the same freedom
that I did then, with the old tamarack
pole, walking around in the wet grass
barefooted, looking into the water and
seeing the fish lazily watching me as
though they thought I was no account
on earth, aud.then noticing the difference
of expression on the mug of the
lish after I had him out on the bank.
"I wouldn't dare wade in a stream
now, and get my feet wet, because I
would catch a cold that would lay me
up for a month. 1 used to be wet from
Genesis to Revelations six days in a
week, and I never knew what it was to
have a cold. I have carried a string of
lish that weighed more than I did, a
mile, and whistled all the way. I have
been so tired 1 would go to sleep while
scaling a lish in the old woodshed, and
I was as happy as a person could be.
Tii-i* n o n rrn/l nnnr n1pf)C~
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ure is hard work, and I realize that I
must stop fishing forever. But say,
hurry up and get them things to the
depot," and the old man who thought
he never would fish any more went out
to a tackle store to buy hooks, and
went to the depot, forgetting to take
his Turkish bath. 0, they never give
Carl Formes and Ronconi.
In 1872 I had just come back to
New York from London. As I was
walking down the street one morning
I espied a little old man, bent over
with age and looking very miserable.
Something about him, howover, seemed
familiar to me, and I hastened my
footsteps. As I came up to him, he
turned about and stopping short, cried:
"Giorgio!" I answered, and grasped
both his hands in mine.
It was the once great Ronconi, walking
the street almost in rags.
"Which way are you bound?" said
he, in a voice crackcd with age.
"To breakfast," said I, "where all
good people should go."
"Fortunato! fortunato!" he mutter
"Come along with me," said I, "and
let us recall old times."
As we -walked toward the restaurant
I did not dream for an instant that he
had reached such a condition that he
was actually starving. Supposing that
he had breakfasted I walked in, and
seating myself at a table gave a bountiful
order to the waiter for myself. It
was a bitterly cold and I was hungry.
Presently I saw Konconi eagerly grasp
a piece of bread that lay on the table,
and gnaw on it like a wild beast
"Wfiof" T demanded, "have vou
not breakfasted?" . __
The poor fellow looked up at mc
with great hungry eyes as reply.
"Waiter," I shouted, "bring us here
"What will you have?" asked that
"Everything you have in your kitchen?"
1 cried,-fiercely. .
And poor Ronconi sank down against
the table, sobbing like a child.?Carl
Formes, in Ingleside.
A little girl while rooting up some
bnnches of violets on the highest point
of Maryland Heights, which overlooked
Harper's Ferry discovered three pieces
of pig lead, weighing altogether 150
pounds. The lead has been identified
as formerly belonging to John Brown.
It is known that Brown received considerable
quantities of lead just before
he made his raid into Virginia.
Edward Everett H:ilc thinks that
"in these days the church has something
to do besides singing, reading
and praying." Among the other
things he mentions "hospitality, education
It is 106 miles from New Orleans to
the Balize, or jetties. ^
The Tennessee River is as long, but
not as wide or so deep as the Ohio.
Iowa has a smaller proportion of women
in prison than any other state.
There are no less than 11,576 women
engaged in <nvin? musical instruction
A physician of Hammonton, N. J.,
has four sons who have adopted the
Alfalfa roots in California have been
known to penetrate fourteen feet toward
the centcr of the earth.
Vaccination is carried out so strictly
in the Prussian army that not a soldier
has died of small-pox since 1875.
Dr. Talmage rejects the revised Bible
and says lie has become familiar with
the old one and will take no other.
Alexander the Great was born in the
year S65 B. C. He reigned eleven
years and a few months, dying at Babylon.
Julius Ca;sar was bom 100 years before
the beginning of the Christian era.
He was fifty-six years of age at the
time of his assassination.
Miss Braddon, the story writer, is
Mrs. John Maxwell. She is rich, and .
lives in a historic old mansion at Richmond,
a suburban village of London.
The St. Louis Court Honse dome
contains some pumuugs uj it
which are valued at several thousands
of dollars, but which are going to decay
through neglect $.
According to the view of a number
of men in the rubber business the lactones
of the United States could easily
double their yearly production without
increasing ineir piant.
A quecrlv pictured stone, two by two
and a halfjfeet in size, was taken from
a granite iedgo .at Berlin, Wis. On the
surface of the Itone is a picture of a
tall tree and a tamarack swamp.
Mark Twain told the Vassar College
students that his usual price for a reading
was $500, but that there, he was
quite satisfied to take 50 cents and get
the other $495.50 in looking at the girls.
The richest colored man in Philadelphia
is John McKee, a real-estate dealer,
who is estimated to be worth between
$200,000 and $300,000. There
are two or three others in the same
city whose fortunes run .up into the
The white of an egg is^ stated to be
the best application for soothing burns V
scalds. It mav be noured over the
wound, and forms at once a varnish
which excludes the air. It is also far
more cooling than the usual application
of sweet oil and cotton.
A correspondent of an exchange says
that George William Curtis's hair and
whiskers are now gray and left to run
riot, like a wild vine in autumn: his
eye is faded, and the lines of care and
years have ploughed up his fallow face
and buried his brilliant smile. , : 'o
The Indian Medical Qazetler records '**'
the deaths of seven shepherds in the
Belgaum district from being struck by
hailstones of the size of cocoanuts. A
large number of animals were killed by
the storm, which, from the accounts,
produced missals quite as dangerous as
the Russian cannon balls.
An Italian ship has been sheathed
with glass plates, cast like iron plates,
so as to lit the hull, to take the place
?S oV?rtofkir*rra TKo* ininto
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the plates are made water-tight by the >
use of water-proof mastic. The advantages
claimed for glass over copper
arc its insensibility to oxidation "and
its exemption from incrustation.
The lattj- Charles O'Conor, after a
visit to Ireland, began to spell his
name with a single n? because, as ,
Judge Daly suggested when asked the
reason, his royal forefather, had done
so. "Yes," said a bystander, "the
Irish Kings had always been so poor as
never to" be able to make both tin's
Jinks?I don't believe I will be home
before 11 o'clock to-night, my dear.
You see it is initiation-night at our
lodge. Mrs. Jinks?You expect to bo
home before 12, then, I suppose? Jinks
?0, yes; about 11 or half-past Mrs.
Jinks?Well, in that case you will be
? ? ~ T /JfKa Itott YtnIro
H >v clilU. X UUU U bUU ttUJ v&UAa
?The key? Mrs. Jinks?No. The
masque ball closes about midnight
Jinks didn't go.
The words midnight and noon hare a
purely local character, like the words
evening and morning. At a given instant
it can be 0 hours on the whole
earth if we have agreed to designate
this giveu instant everywhere with this
number, but there can be midnight
only under one meridian at the absolute
instant, so the words midnight
and noon are to be avoided when
speaking of universal time.
It is understood that the appointment
of Cari Schurz as financial agent
and attorney of the foreign bondholders
of the Philadelphia, Now York and
n?oc tViA rnciilt: nf
commendations of Henry Yillard, who
is still abroad, and that the retainer
was $20,000. There are between $7,
000,000 and $8,000,000 of the $25,000,000
of the bonded indebtedness held
by a syndicate whose headquarters are
A snake nine feet long and seven
inches in diamjter was killed near
Staracca, Pa., a few days ago. The
animal had a peculiar fat head and
about its neck was a circle of short stift
hairs. Its color was brown, with red
bands around the body at intervals of
a few inches. Killing it was an easy
matter, as it was helpless from gorging
when discovered, being in the act <3
devouring a new-born iamb, which it
had almost half swallowed.
A man possessed of four cars is a
natural curiosity m oau rrancisco,
John Henry Grimes is a native of Nova
Scotia. The peculiarity about him
that attracts attention makes him tie
best developed person in the world so
far as hearing is concerned. The front
ears, which arc placed in their natural
position, arc perfect and well formed.
The extra pair are partly covcred by
those in front, yet tiny appear like
ordinary cars. Tests have been made
which demonstrate that ilr. Grimes
can hear equally well with either pair
me revision of the Old Testament
has revived the hopes of some people
who exnect to have things smoothed
for them all through this fife. It was
this interesting fact that induced Shuttle
to attend church yesterday. "How
i did you like the sermon?'.' inquired &
friend as he passed out of the vestibule.
"Never was so disgusted in my life.
Why, the man took 'Thou shalt not
steal' for his text" "That's a good
text" "It's the same old text I
thought the new version would read,
*Thou shalt not compromise for twenty-five
cents on the dollar."?Hartford