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SATURDAY, MARCH, 16,1889.
Bro. Cooper of the Fi eeman, in his
article on "The Truth about Mahone"
told the truth in a fluent and highly en
tertaining way. It is well said, in the
above mentioned article, that Mr. Lang
ston is the superior morally, intellectu
ally and every other way of Mahone and
is too truly said that the little Readjuster
opposes the scholarly and oratorical
Langston because he does not want to
see a Negro hold a "white man's ofiice."
Ex-Congressman Wise undoubtedly
told the truth when he said the whole
country would endoise Mahone for a
foreign mission. We move to amend to
double the salary if the unscrupulous
boss will agree to remain away perma
nently. Virginia is sadly needed by the
Republicans and the good work cannot
be started too soon. Mahone is to-day
the only obstacle in the way of the Old
Dominion taking a place on the Lord's
side.
The Negro should say amen to Hani
son's inaugural address. The views ex
pressed therein are conservative and
sensible. The protective idea, civil ser
vice and pensions and our foreign re
lations are in perfect accordance with
oft expressed Republican doctrine
while what Gen. Harrison says about
elections in the South has a clearness of
ring that could come from nothing but
pure gold. To our confederate friends
the South we wish to say: The Negro is
a citizen again and the Harrison aolmin
istration will protect him in his rights
The Colored men of this country
played a very important part in placing
the present administration in power
they are fully aware of the value of their
services and will demand their rewards.
They don't want all of the 100,000 offices
but do want a good big lot of them.
They are up and doing all over the
United States and, if the politicions
who were so anxious to get their votes
on election day, are now peacefully
sleeping and dreaming that their Col
ored allies have fallen into a state of
innocuous desuetude, they are doomed
to a sudden and unpleasant awaking.
Harrison's Cabinet recognizes the
very best elements in the Republican
party, Blaine, Windom, Rusk and Proc
tor are best known however, the people
will scon become acquainted with the
sterling worth of Noble, Miller, Wana
maker and Tracy. No man in the land
is more entitled to the respect and con
fidence of the Negro than the new Post
Master General. We believe it was
none other than Mr. Wanamaker. the
newly appointed cabinet officer, who
endeavored to apprehend and arrest the
Democratic ruffian who killed Prof.
Cato, in Philadelphia, in the election of
'72.
The Clayton murder in Arkansas,
while it was very bad for him will un
questionably result in good. It has
aroused a desire in the bosoms of Re
publicans to speedilv perfect some plan
by which men may be safe even in the
South, whatever may be their political
complexion. It has also aroused the
better element of the Democrats to put
a stop to the methods which have been
pursued by them heretofore. At the
present session of the Circuit Court of
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Conway County, Ark., Judge George
Cunningham in his charge to the grand
jury made use of the following manly
sentiments:
"I tell you there is no Democracy or
Republicanism in murder. There is no
man with thi ee ideas above an oyster
who does not know that murder and as
sassination are the results, and continue
to be the results, of the political methods
that have been employed in this county
to carry the last election, and the mean
est man in the country is the professed
politician who advocates or indorses
such methods. You must stop this bal
lot-box stealing farce, and fraud, or the
title to your property will not be worth
the paper it is written on. What does
the law say? The organic law and life
of this great Nation says the Colored
people have a right to vote, and if they
have no right to vote, where did you get
your right? If they have no right to be
Republicans, how did you get your right
to be Democrats? I would urge on you
as Democrats that the rights of citizen
ship must be protected, and at every
little prednct in this county there
should be a free ballot and a fair count.
Politicians try to scare you with the
myth and bugaboo of Negro domination.
Where have they dominated? No, sirs
it is merely an excuse for committing
outrages on their rights which no sensible
man should consider. Democracy
means that the people shall lule, and
we are told that it is undemocratic to de
nounce bulldozery, ballot stealing and
assassination. If this be true, then I
am no Democrat. If apology or bull
dozery, ballot stealing and assassination
constitute Democracy, then may the
angels and ministers of God protect me
from such Democracy."
"What what would you think of a
man who would be found running
around and inquiring about a man's poli
tics, who had been outraged in Samoa
whether he was a Democrat or Republi
can? A black man or a white man?
The question would not be: "Is he a
Democrat or a Republican a white man
or a black man?" but "Is he an Ameri
can citizen?" And the same jealous care
ought to be exerted by the courts to
protect them abroad.
For the love of justice do not go out
and indict some poor fellow for not
working the roads when perhaps his
family need his services or some por,
ragged mountaineer for killing a deer on
Sunday to satisfy his hunger, and then
march into court with assumed tread
and pharissaical look, and say you find
nothing against these other men. Don't
fool away your time after minnows when
there are whales in sight. If you must
make a discrimination, get after those
prominent men and let the others go."
An upright judge surely, who expresses
sentiments all true men may endorse.
Speer's Unfermentetl Juice.
The various processes for producing
so-called unfermented grape juice in
common use are the following, viz:
Adding alcohol to kill the ferment
geim, adding various preparations Of
lime will in a measure do it, but not per
fectly. Cooking will do it, heating it up
and keeping at a certain temperature
will kill this germ. But all these plans
were discarded by Mr. Speer because
they would not leave a natural pure
juice.
By the addition of alcohol it becomes
virtually an objectionable intoxicating
mixture.
By the addition of other foreign sub
stance it could not be called pure, and
the heat process destroys the natural
flavor and makes the juice like a sweet
meat syrup. He adopted an entirely
different process, viz: fumigation and
long continued current of electricity
generated by a dynamo machine, which
leaves the juice pure and free from the
fermenting principle until it is again ex
posed to warm air. Druggists sell it.
The Popular Approval.
While we may not believe in the truth
of the old sajing "Vox Populi Vox
Dei," in all cases, yet the popular ap.
proval is worth a good deal to any man
or enterprise, and while it is sometimes
bestowed on unworthy objects, yet gen
erally the public gives its voice only to
that which has real merit. To the
politician popular approval is the breath
of life to the manufacturer it means
success and dollars to the professional
man it is in a great degree a necessity
andwell, everybody likes it. Rail
roads are always anxious to secure it,
and make great efforts to do so. "The
Burlington," since the advent in the
Northwest, has kept steadily in view the
good will of the traveling public, and
now has fully gained 'the popular ap
proval, as the most elegant and comfort
able line from Minneapolis and St. Paul
to Chicago and St. Louis. For informa
tion as to rates, and for maps, etc., ad
dress W. J. C. Kenyon, Gen. Pass.
Agent, St. Paul, Minn.
People Who Travel.
Some people have a passion for travel
ing, while others are bored and wearied
by a five-mile ride or even a jaunt in a
street car. It is all a matter of taste and
disposition and depends upon the tem
perament. But the most easily wearied
tourist experiences a sense of comfort
while traveling over the Saint Paul &
Duluth Railroad, with its excellent road
bed and first class equipment. The
"Duluth Short Line" is the popular route
to and from St. Paul, Minneapolis, Du
luth, West Superior, Stillwater, and
other points. A. B. Plough, General
Passenger Agent, St. Paul, Minn.
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Pilgrim Baptist Church.
We realize from day to day, that to
work rightly, to work affectionately we
must work from God, conscientiously,
falthfullv, piously from God. His Christ
must be our leader his spirit our law
his will our motive. From him must
come all power. How blessed, how
sweet is that coming direct from the
throne, filled with the heavenly unction.
Our prayei is that Sod may work as he
will, and upon whom he will. Pilgrim
may well be callled 'The Stranger's Sab
bath Home.' We gladly welcome all
who may come to worship God in the
beauty of holiness.
Last Sunday the church was well filled
all day with a very appreciative congre
gation. In the evening Elder Sheafe
payed a little tribute to womanhood.
The annual sermon of Mar's Lodge
will be preached by the Elder at Pil
grim Baptist church Sunday afternoon
at 3 o'clock. An interesting musical
programme will be one of the features,
Mrs. Bertha Wilson will lender some
sweet selections. All are cordially in
vited. Don't forget our children's entertain
ment on the 21st. An extensive pro
gramme is in preparation.
We are anxious to straighten our books,
and warn all persons claiming to be
members of Pilgrim Church, to come
and pay their dues, or give a good reason
why they can't unless this is done in a
short time such names will be taken
from the book.
Last Monday afternoon the Women's
Foreign Missionary Society met in the
vestry of the chupch. The day was
beautiful, and a large number of ladies
assembled. The exercises were exceed
ingly interesting. The meeting opened
with an appropriate hymn. Reading of
the Seripture fcby Mrs. L. Howard,
prayer by Mr. A. Miller, Mrs. J. W*
Smith gave the history and object of the
Society, Miss B. Parker gave a very
beautiful lecitation, Mrs L. C. Sheafe
read a paper prepared for the occasion,
entitled "What can we do for Africa,"
after which we all listened to a lecture
concerning the heathen countries, by
Mrs. J. H. Randall. The lecture was in
deed rich every heart in the room was
touched, and all went away with a
greater interest in missionary work.
Alter the exercises a simple lunch was
served. Next Monday afternoon at 3:30
a business meeting will be held new
officers will be elected. We hope many
friends will be present, and avail them
selves of this opportunity to become
members of this society, and thus help
to haoten the coming of our Lord's
kingdom.
Seven Attempts at Suicide.
Atlanta, Ga., March 10.Sallie Solo
mon, a mulatto girl, made seven desper
ate attempts at suicide to-day. She
learned that a man whom she loved had
died in Birmingham. She first made
an effort to raise money to bury him, or
see that he was buried. She could not
do this and became despondent. She
then determined to end her existence.
he tried to dive into a well, but the
opening was too small, and, before she
could wiggle through, neighbors caught
her. Half an hour later she tried to
hang herself. When found she was un
conscious, and it was hard woik to re
suscitate her. She made three other at
tempts to dive into the well, failing each
time. Once more see tried to hang her
self, but a policeman saved her. A
dozen neighbors were placed as a watch
over her, but while they were all in the
room the woman grabbed a lamp from
the mantlepiece, broke it over her head
and then jumped headlong into an open
fireplace. She was pulled out before
any serious damage was done a nd was
locked up in the station house.
Chicago.
Bethesda gave a social Thursday night
at Mrs. Washingtens 3237 Dearborn
street.
A birthday party was given in honor
of Miss Annie Anderson at the residence
of Mrs. Jones 213 3rd Ave., Tuesday even
ing. Society games and general conver
sation were indulged in until a reasona
ble hour. An elegant table of refresh
ments was prepared and each lady and
gentleman present gave a toast in honor
of Miss Anderson's birthday.
Mrs. H. Thomas, of 52 Delaware Place,
was very agreeably surprised by a num
ber of ladies and gentlemen Thursday
evening. Dancing was indulged in until
midnight, when all repaired to the din
ing room, where an elegant repast was
served. Those present were: Misses
Emma Blackburn, Ida Brown, Mary
Cumber Mesdames Kennedy, Over
street, Brooks, Bell Messrs. Olden, Al
exander,Walker, Hearne, Wisher, Hayes
Moore, Hampon, Bradshaw.
Mrs. J. W. Matthews gave an in
formal reception at her residence 4725
Dearborn street Monday evening in
honor of Mr. and Mrs. T. H. Lylts of St.
Paul. The evening was spent vary
pleasantly, there were present. Mr.
and Mrs. Montgomery, Mr. and Mrs. G.
Mead, Mr. and Mrs. L. Jones, Mr. and
Mrs. A. C. Harris, Mr. and Mrs. E.
Mead, Mr. and Mrs. D. Cooper, Mr. and
Mrs. J. Q. Grant, Mr. and Mrs. Beard,
Mr. and Mrs. A. Hall, Mr. and Mrs. A.
Clark, Mrs. J, M, Henderson, of St!
Paul, Mrs. M.Ferguson, of Detroit, Mrs.
Higgins, Mrs. Dangler, Mr. and Mrs.
Green, Mr. and Mrs. J. Plummer, Mrs.
L. Cole, Mr. F. Mead, Miss Bertha
Grant, Miss Rosa Thompson, Miss Jessie
Montgomery, Mr. W. Thompson, Mr.
Lacy.
An Athens, Ga., voung man paid a
father $5 for the privilege of courting his
daughter. He married another girl and
demanded back the $5. The old man
offset the bill with an account for fire
wood and kerosene oiL The matter was
compromised.
G. W. Papot, of Orlando, Ga., hired a
couple of Colored men to work on the
streets, but when they founnd that their
fellow-workmen were Italians they re
fused to work. The line had to be
drawn somewhere.
Fifty Colored men arestudyingforthe
priesthood in Rome.
CALL AROUND TO-MORROW.
I am an honest trading man
I Seep a little store
Where many take the easy plan
Of running up a score,
And say when being donned for pay,
With much surprise and sorrow:
It's not convenient, sir, to-day
Please call around to-morrow.
Those people always want the best,
And want It very quick
They grumbie more than all the rest
Who never buy on tick,
Yet they, when being dunned for pay,
Say with surprise and sorrow:
"It's not convenient, sir, to-day
Please eaU around to-morrow.'
Those humbugs have a lofty air
And live in royal style,
And, judging by the clothes they wear,
They own a golden pile
Yet they, when being dunned for pay,
Exclaim in fright and sorrow:
It's not convenient, sir, to-dav
Please call around to-morrow."
The customers who buy for cash,
Have rights we should protect
To pay for other people's dash
They certainly object
Yet, they must do it anyway
When tradesmen call "to-morrow"
On shoddy folks who never pay
And live on what they borrow.
To any honest trading man
Those frauds are all a bore,
And when they, cooler than a fan,
Walk gayly in a store
They should be treated in their way,
And told with little sorrow:
It's not convenienttill you pay
Please call around to-morrow."
H. C. Dodge, in Goodall's Sun.
TEAPPED.
An Incident in the Life of a Tele
graph Operator.
While in a small town in Wyoming
Territory I learned that a lady living
there had been the heroine of a thrill
ing- adventure with train robbers, and
curiosity and love for the brave in
duced me to call on her to tell me the
story, says a writer in the Hartford
Times. When I went to her house I
was welcomed by a handsome lady of
about thirty, and in response to my
earnest request for this one chapter
of her life she related the following:
"In 1873, when but a girl of eight
een, I left my home in Omaha and
came out here to fill the lonesome
position of a night operator at a small
station on the Pacific railway in this
Territory. It was a dreary, desolate
spot in the midst of a desert. The
only buildings at the station, apart
from the depot, were a section house,
occupied by a track foreman and a
few Chinese laborers, a water tank
and a coal shed. The day operator
and agent, a mere boy, slept at the
section house, about two hundred
yards distant, so that during the long,
dreary night I was alone in the depot.
"No. 4 express train, bound East,
was due at 2:15 in the morning, but it
never stopped unless signaled, and as
this was the only train during the
latter portion of the night you can
imagine my lonely situation upon the
desert wild. I had my books and guitar
for companions and passed much of
the time reading, and when the dole
ful howlings of the wolves were borne
to my ears from the distant sand hills
I would pick up my guitar and en
deavor to drown their cries with
music and song.
"The superintendent of the division,
a buoyant, high-spirited young gentle
man, came over the road at frequent
intervals and cheered me up with
promises of a better position when
a vacancy should occur. He
often found me on the very brink
of despair, almost on the point
of resigning my position and
returning to my humble home and
the moth%r who depended on my
salary for the necessaries of life
but his promises, his genial con
versation and words of encouragement
drove away the gloom, and I came to
look for his visits with a sense of the
keenest pleasure. I began to regard
him with, a sisterly affection, he was
so kind and tender, and so solicitous
for my welfaro and comfort.
One night shortly after midnight,
as I sat at my table reading a late
novel, 1 thought I heard a shuffling
footstep on the depot platform but as
it wa3 not repeated I concluded it was
but a wolf more daring than his cow
ardly fellows, and I resumed my book.
A few moments later I heard a low
knocking at the door, which I always
kept locked, and a strange feeling
came over me. During my several
weeks' stay at the station I had never
had a visitor, and the sudden knock,
so low, yet so startlingly clear in the
stillness of the night, caused my form
to tremble and my cheek to blanch.
"My first thought was of Indians,
and then I reasoned that it might be
some tramps desiring shelter. While
1 sal there in affright the knock was
repeated louder than before, and mus
tering all my courage I approached
the door and asked:
'Who's there?'
A gruff voice replied:
'A traveler who desires to take the
East-bound train.'
"It was my plain and unmistakable
duty to admit him, and, with trembling
fingers, I drew the bolt.
"Instantly the door was pushed vio
lently open, and I sprang back to the
table and sank into my chair in terror,
when seven burly men, wearing cloth
masks on their faces and armed to the
teeth, entered the office. One of them,
evidently the leader, walked up to me,
and, pointing a large revolver to my
head, said in a low, firm voice:
'Gal, we don't want to hurt yon,
but if you make a suspicious move, or
scream, or give any alarm, so that
any o' the men in the section-house
kin hear you, I'll spile the looks
o' that pretty face with a bullet. Be
quiet and sensible, and behave your
self, and yer shan't be hurt. Whar's
yer red signal lamp?'
'What would you do?' I gasped.
'None o' your business. We don't
want to hear any unnecessary back
talk, nor no impertinent questions.
Whar's the red lamp?'
"A thrill of horror swept over me
when the truth burst upon me that I
was in the hands of a band of des
perate train robbers, whose evident
intention it Aras to signal the train and
rob the express car at my station.
What could I do? It was yet three
hours until the train was due, but I
could not elude my captors to rouse
the section men, and I knew by the
ugly gleam in the leader's eyes,
through the hole in his mask, that if
I made the least outcry he would not
hesitate to carry out his threat and
murder me. I knew they could find the
lamp easily by searching for it, and in
a trembling voice I told him it was
hanging just inside the door of the
freight room. One of the men got it,
and, after examining it to see that it
was in order, the rough band- took
seats to await the incoming of the
train.
The leader lit his pipe, and looking
at me for a few minutes steadily, said:
'Young gal. when that ar train
toots her whistle we've got some work
for you. An official duty, as you
might call it. You must go out thar
on the platform and signal the train
to stop and take on some first-class
passengers. An' lookee here, if you
make a suspicious move or don't swing
the red lamp in the proper way we'll
just ventilate that graceful body with
bullets an' jump on our horses and
git. Do you understand?'
A desperate resolve had been tak
ing place in my bewildered brain. I
replied that I fully understood him,
and with a piteous cry, "Oh, you
will make a murderer of me!" I threw
my arms and my head down upon the
table and began to cry and sob as if
my heart were breaking. Had he seen
my face he might have noticed a total
absence of tears. I was crying for a
purpose.
"When my arms dropped upon the
table I allowed my hands to fall upon
the armature of the telegraph instru
ment, so that I could prevent it from
ticking, while my right hand rested
upon the. key. Sobbing, so that any
slight clicking the key might make
would not reach the robbers, opened
it and slowly made the telegraphic
characters:
E "p"
"These I repeated several times,
hoping they might reach the ear of
some operator on the line. I then
slowly and distinctly wrote these
words, still sobbing violently:
'Who hears thisforHeav
en's sake report totraindis-
patcheratLaramie quickthat
I -aminthe handsof seven
robbers who willcompelmeto
flagNo. 4Sendhelpquick.'
Then I signed name and ofiice
call.
I released the armature and the
instrument clicked out:
'Brace uplittlegirlIhear
youH.'
'H' was the train dispatcher's call.
With a fierce shout the leader sprang
forward and rudely snatched me away
from the table, and asked:
'"Gal, what's that?'
"'Only a distant office asking for
orders for a freight train,' I re
sponded.
'"None of yer lyin\ you little imp,'
he roared. 'Yer up to some trick.'
'No,' I replied, 'I am not. If I
were doing that my fingers would be
on the instrument. Don't you see I
am not touching it, and yet it works.
It is only an order for a freight train
away down at Medicine Bow.'
*"Keep away from that table,' he
said, savagely. 'An' if I ketch you
at any tricks I'll choke the life out of
you.'
"Oh, how eagerly my ears drank in
every word the instrument clicked
out. I heard a telegram to the sher
iff of Green River, twenty miles west,
asking him to arm a posse of men at
once and get on board a special train
which would be ready for him. Then
another to the young superintendent,
who was at Green River, telling him
how my slowly written words had
been heard by the dispatcher, and ask
ing him to supervise the preparations
to fly to my relief. Then a third dis
patch to the master mechanic instruct
ing him to fire up his fastest passen
ger engine and couple on to a carriage
and await the superintendent's orders.
My heart beat so violently that it al
most took my breath away. It
seemed an age ere I heard the Green
River operator call the dispatcher and
say:
'The superintendent, with sheriff
and twenty armed men are aboard, and
train ready for orders.'
"The order came flying. It told the
engineer he had a clear track and to
run at his very highest speed to with
in a half mile of my station, and with
his party to alight. Then came the
welcome report from the Green River
office:
'Special east departed 1:15.'
"Oh, how my poor heart beat, and
how my every nerve tingled with ex
citement, 1:15I mentally figured that
the train on such a desperate errand
should make nearly a mile a minute,
and reach the stopping point at 1:36.
"The robber chief gave his men
their instructions. I was to be sent
alone to signal the train, and when it
halted the band would make a rush and
board the train.
'Bill, you jump on the engine as
soon as she stops and hold the engi
neer and fireman under your gun.
Jack, you pile into the mail car an'
make the clerk give up his registered
letters, an' Yank an' Aleck'll work the
express car, while Tom an' Shorty
hold the conductor and brakeman back.
Do your work quick an' bold, an' don't
be afeard to burn powder if necessary.
Thar's a big haul on that train, an'
we've got to have it.'
"How eagerly I watched the clock,
and how slowly, how very, very slowly
the hands seemed to move1:21, 1:25
and 1:30 were ticked off 1:35! Would
they never come?
"The men sat on the bench along
the west side of the room, facing along
the two windows on the east. I tried
to figure how long it would require
for the men to walk to the depot from
the stopping place. Perhaps even
then they were surrounding the sta
tion, and I might hear a knock at the
door any instant Would there be a
fight? Oh, horrible thought! In a
few moments I might see men shot
down before my face, and I might my
self be killed. I almost fainted with
Ifright. The blood seemed to freeze in
mv veins, and I grasped the chair or
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I would have fallen to the floor1:40!
There came a fearful crash of glass,
and the black muzzles of a perfect
cloud of rifles were thrust through
the windows and pointed directly at
the robbers. Then a voice cried out:
'Men. throw up your hands! I am
the sheriff, and in the name of the law
demand your surrender. Make but a
move, and I'll order my men to fire!'
'Yer little cat!" hissed the leader,
glaring at me savagely, as the bani
suddenly held aloft their hands. Then
the sheriff and three men entered and
disarmed and handcuffed the robbers,
and I saw the superintendent looking
at me and heard him say: 'What a
debt 1 owe you, my brave girl,' and
then I fell fainting into his arms.
"When I regained consciousness I
was lying in my room at Green River,
with several ladies around me, and
was told that seven days had elapsed
since the capture of the robbers. 1
was suffering from brain fever, brought
on by the terrible strain I had passed
through, and had been unconscious
for that long period. For many days
thereafter I hovered on the border be
tween life and death, and the superin
tendent was at my bedside several
times every day, cheering me up with
words of encouragement and doing
all in his power to alleviate my suf
ferings.
"I finally recovered and was called
into court to testify against the des
perate gang. I shall never forget
their fierce glances toward me as I
told how I entrapped them, or how, in
spite of the judge and court officers to
suppress it, the crowd cheered me as
I left the stand. The men were sent
for long terms to an Eastern prison
and I have never heard of them since."
"And did the company reward you
for saving the train?" I asked.
"Well, only slightly. Corporations
have no souls, you know. But I re
venged myself on the superintendent,
in a manner."
"In what way?"
"I married him," she replied, with
a charming smile.
EATING-HOUSE REVENGE.
Sad Fate of a Frenchman Whose Trickery
Caused Him Considerable Trouble.
"Parlez vousFrancais, monsieur?"
"Not by a la-ge majority," I replied,
somewhat harshly, for I did not relish
having my meditations disturbed by a
beggar. Pardonnez moi, monsieur?
The manner of the man was charm
ing. Despise his seedy clothing and
the battered tile which he held in his
hand he looked like a gentleman, or
one who had once been a gentleman.
"If you can spin your yarn in En
glish I'll listen to it," I said, still
somewhat brusquely, for I was skepti
cal on the subject of beggars, and be
lieved that indiscriminate almsgiving
was a mighty bad thing for society in
general.
In broken English he unfolded a
piteous tale of woe. He Avas a dentist.
He had come over from Rouen a month
before. He had spent all his little
store of money trying to get work,
and now he was reduced to the painful
necessity ot appealing for charity.
"Ah! monsieur, you have ze courage
and ze confidence of ze young but,
monsieur, ze snows of ze winters are
beginning to come on me, and when
one suffers ze hungare ze heart gets
cold, and it is very bittare, monsieur."
Skepticism couldn't withstand such
talk and such a manner. I took him
to a restaurant, gave him a good din
ner and a dollar bill and shook hands
with him at parting and wished him
good luck and when 1 went home and
smoked my cigar I felt on mighty &ood
terms with myself. And I congratu
lated myself that I was not like some
people who stick to cast-iron princi
ples and never discriminate in their
application.
A week later I saw my French gen
tleman again. He didn't see mo. He
was doing the blind-peddler act on
the Bowery. The spectacle was dis
astrous to my self-esteem. All this
happened several months ago.
The other day a familiar voii-e
sounded in my ear: "Parlez-vous
Francais, monsieur?"
In a moment I conceived a fiendish
plot to secure revenge. He Xad ob
viously forgotten me. I listenedijo his
pathetic story. I took him to aveheap
restaurant, where price and quantity
are supposed to atone for all defects in
respect to the quality ot the fare
served.
"Monsieur is too good," said the
Frenchman when we reached the en
trance and could sniff the odors that
came from within. "I fear zat I trouble
him too much."
"Not at all, not at all. Ij intend to
give you a treat that will make you re
member me."
He shrugged his shoulders slightly,
but stepped in. I informed the pro
prietor privately of my little scheme,
and gave him the order for the French
man's dinner. I wasn't hungry my
self I would smoke a cigar. First
there was set before him a five-cent
bowl of steaming soup, into whose in
gredients it would not be judicious to
inquire too closely.
The Frenchman made slow work
with it, and hadn't half finished it
when he protested that "ze hungare"
was satisfied.
You will oblige me by eating it
all."
"Pardonnez moi, monsieur."
-"Yo infernal swindler, if you don't
eat every thing that I have set before
you, I'll have you arrested."
"Sacre!" hissed the Frenchman,
rising with the intention of bolting
through the door.
"Sit down, you chump!" exclaimed
the proprietor, putting a heavy hand
on his shoulder and forcing him into
his seat
Beiore he got out that Frenchman
eat a mess named "Irish stew," an al
leged beefsteak pie, a plate loaded
with something that bore an outward
resemblance to sausages, assorted
vegetables and a couple of so-called
mince pies.
The sufferings of the Frenchman
were piteous to behold but "revenge
is sweet" Besides, it was cheap, for
it cost only twenty-five cents. Should
we ever meet again, that Frenchman
will remember me.Sheffield (Eng.)
Telegraph.
John Kuskin still Uses candles for
illiuninatinjr nncnosea.
PERSONAL AND LITERARY.
Colonel T. W. Higginson's "His
tory of the United States" has been
translated into Italian.
-Emperor William, of Germany, is
publishing-an elaborate daily court
circular, which he edits himself.
Mrs. Harrison, wife of the Eresi
dent-elect, is fond of literature, and is
a leading member of the Katherine
Merrill Club of Indianapolis.
The most recent translation of
Bunyan's "Pilgrim's Progress" is
that in the language of the Fantis,
who occupy a district in Upper Guinea',
on the Gold CoastThe Advance.
Mrs. Mary P. Merrifield, an En
glish lady of great scientific attain
ments, recently died at the advanced
age of ninety-four years. She had
jnst completed an important scientific
work, which was written while she
was suffering from the illness which
occasioned her death.
Captain J. M. Johnston, city edit
or of the Lancaster (Pa.) Intelli
gencer, who died a short time pgo,
was a compositor when a young man
and put in type Poe's "Raven" from
the original manuscript This manu
script he kept and held it as a sacred
possession until a few years ago, when
he sold it for a large sum to George
W. Childs, of the Philadelphia Ledger.
Miss Anna Dickinson is in the
forty-sixth year of her age, and is said
to be quite as smart and chipper as
ever. Her first appearance as a lect
urer was made in Neponset. Mass.,
just previous to the war of the rebell
ion. She delivered an anti-slavery
lecture in that place at the instance of
Mr. Hiram W. Blanchard, an old Gar
risonian abolitionist Mr. Blancha-*d
is yet an active old gentleman.
A London dispatch to the New
York Post says an English court has
decided that any article, either orig
inal or compiled, which may appear
in a newspaper can be copyrighted.
At a recent meeting of London news
paper proprietors the editor of the
Telegraph complained that on two oc
casions he paid $4,000 for a telegram
which was reproduced literally by
other papers two hours afterward.
At the recent dinner in London
given to the contributors of the "En-
cyclopedia Britannica," the interest
ing fact came out that of the 50,000-
copies sold of the work, 40,000 went
to the United States. The Americans,
therefore, have bought four times as
many copies of the "Encyclopedia" as
the English themselves have, although
the work is of English conception
and publication. This country has thus
absorbed a million quarto volumes of
this wTork.
One reason why American writers
put their best work into a short story
is that they are so well paid. The
magazines are on the alert to get hold
of any thing fresh and striking. Work
is judged on its merits. Many an
ambitious novel does not pay its au
thor so much as a good short story.
One novel a year is certainly a good
rate of productionfew writers can
keep that pacewhile half a dozen
short stories might be produced in the
same time.- Examiner.
HUMOROUS.
Lady (to applicant for coachman)
"Are you an Englishman?" Appli
cant"No, mum I was born in Ire
land but I've lived so long in Ameriky
that 1 impose I do seem quite English,
you know."Harper's Bazar.
A lawyer's brief is very long,
And Mr. White is bl.ick,
A man is dry when he is green,
And when he's tight he's slack
A fire is hot hen it is coaled,
A lamp is heavy when it's light,
A shoe is bought when it is soied.
A man can see when out of sight
"Pa, I have about concluded to
wed for a title and become the Count
ess de Assinine. What will you settle
on the Count?" I will settle on him
with both feet and an ox-gad. backed
by two hundred and seventeen pounds
avoirdupois."Yonkers Gazette.
Woman (to tramp) "Have you
any friends or relatives?" Tramp"I
have a brother Bill." Woman"Is
Bill a tramp, too?" Tramp"No
Bill didn't turn out very well. He
tried most every thing and finally
drifted into the milk business."
Time.
It is well for young married
couples on wedding tours to observe
certain rules, and one good one is for
the husband to remain seated in a
crowded car while his bride hangs on
to the strap. People will imagine then
that they have been married a long,
long time. Yonkers Statesman.
Lawyer' 'Will your honor put the
usual question to the witness as to hi*
religious belief?" Judge"Witness",
do you believe in the existence of a
Supreme Being that controls the af
fairs of men?" Witness"Yawohl,
Shudge, dot vas my wife Katrina. Dot
voman vas der boss!"
The salary of the King of Samoa
is twenty dollars a month and an
American wouldn't wear the clothes
the King appears in on state occasions
for twenty dollars a week. Twenty
dollars a month is a small salary for a
King, but it may be that he is fre
quently presented with a few shares of
Pan-Electric stock in exchange for his
influence.Norristown Herald.
Jobson"Hang portieres, I say!"
Dobson"Correct. They generally
are hung. But why do you dislike
them?" Jobson"Well, a few years
ago, when a man was angry, he could
bang the doors, and so relieve his
feelings. Now, well, you can't bang a
portiere. There seems to be really
nothing left to do but keep a cat and
tramp on it"
-"Mabel," said Henry, and in spite
of his efforts to control himself the
voice was tremulous, and he spoke
with the air of timid desperation which
marks the elocution of a man about to
ask for the loan of five pounds:
"Mabel, I do not kneel at your feet"*
(and he wasn'the was sitting bolt
upright on a sofa) "to plead for my
self. I come here only to beg you to
think of brother George. He he
loves you dearly, Mabel, and should
you refuse his plea I tremble .for the
consequences. He is alone in the
world and he wants a sister-in-law.
Oh, will you not be one to him?''*
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