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THE PITTSBURG DISPATCH, SUNDAY, PEBRTJABT 1. 1891
And Columns of Glittering Diamonds
That Rose Before Kipling in
STEAMIKG BATHS FOR GOBLIKS,
Cauldrons That Spewed Up Dore-Llke
Hud, Sheets of Sapphire and Beryl
and Pools of Crystal.
THIS AIE THAT HAKES ONE DEUKK.
EitUig Ectircnei laid Clrals cf Eunet u Sjiriti Bit
rWBITTEN TOR THE SISrXTCB.J
Letter No. 4.
Once upon a time there was a carter who
brought his team and a friend into the
Yellowstone Tark without due thought
Presently they came upon a few of the
natural beauties of the place and that carter
turned his team into his friend's team, howl
ins, "Get out o' this, Jim. All hell's
alight under our noses." And they called
the place hell's half acre to this day to
witness if the carter lied.
We, too, the old lady from Chicago, her
husband, Tom and the good little mares,
came to hell's half acre, which is about 60
acres in extent, and when Tom said:
"Would you like to drive over it?" we said:
"Certainly not, and if you do we shall re
port you to the park authorities."
There was a plain, blistered and peeled
and abominable, and it was given over to
the sportisgs and spoutings of devils who
threw mud and steam and dirt at each other
with whoops and ha'loos and bellowing
curses. The places smelt of the refuse of
the pit, and that odor mixed with the clean,
wholesome aroma of the pines in our
nostrils throughout the day.
Laid Oat like Ollendorff
This Yellowstone Park is laid out like
Ollendorf, in exercises of progressive diffi
culty. Hell's half acre was a prelude to 10
or 12 miles of geyser formation. We passed
hot streams boiling in the lorcst; saw whiffs
of steam beyond these and yet other whiffs
breaking through the misty greeu hills in
the far distance; we trampled on sulphur in
crystals, and sniffed things much worse than
any sulphur which is known to the upper
world; and so, journeying bewildered with
the novelty, cime upon a really park-like
place where Tom suggested we should get
out and play with the geysers on foot.
Imagine mighty green fields spattered
with lime beds; all the flowers of the sum
mer growing up to the very edge of the line.
That was our first glimpse of the geyser
basin. The buggy was pulled up to a
rough, broken, blistered cone of spelter stuff
between 10 and 20 feet high. There was
trouble in that place moaning, splashing
gurgling and the clank of machinery. A
spurt ot boiling water jumped into the air
and a wash of water followed.
Looking: It in the Slouth.
I removed swiftiy. The old lady from
Chicago shrieked. "What a wicked waste,"
said her husband. I think they call it the
Biverside Geyser. Its spout was torn and
ragged like the mouth of a gun when a shell
has burst there. It grumbred madly for a
moment or two and then was still. I crept
over the steaming line it was the burning
marl on which Satan lay and looked fear
fully down its mouth. You should never
look a gilt geyser in the mouth. I beheld a
horrible, slippery, slimy funnel with water
rising and falling ten feet at a time. Then
the water rose to lip level with a rush, and
An infernal bubbling troubled this Devil's
Bethesda before the sullen heave of the
crct of a wave lapped over the edge and
made me run.
Mark the nature of the human soul. I
had begun with awe, not to say terror, for
this was my first experience of such things.
I stepped back from the flanks of the Biver
Eide Geyser, saying: "Pooh! Is that all it
can do?" Yet Tor aught I knew the whole
thing might have blown up at a minute's
notice; she, he or it being an arrangement of
The Vision That Opened.
We drifted on tip that miraculous valley.
On either side of us were hills from 1,000
or 1,500 feet high, wooded lrora
crest to heel. As tar as the eye could
range forward were columns of steam in the
sir, misshapen lumps of lime, mist-like pre
adamste monsters, still pools of tnrquoise
bine, stretches ot blue corn flowers, a river
that coiled on ittel, 20 times, pointed bould
ers of strange colors and ridges of glaring,
The old lady from Chicago poked with
her parasol at the pools as though they had
been alive. On one particularly innocent
looking little puddle she turned her back
lor a moment and there rose be
hind her a 20-foot column of water
and steam. Then she squealed and
protested that "she never thought it
would ha done it," and the old man
chawtd his tobacco stcidily and mourned
for steam power wasted. I embraced the
whitening stump of a middle-sized pine that
h.id crown all too close to a hoi pool's lip,
and the wbole thing turned over under my
hand as a tree would do in a nightmare.
From right and left came the trumpetingsof
1-phants at play. If the long-haired mam
moth of the science primers (he that was
etched by primitive man) hid broken out
iroui the undergrowth I should not have
been in the least surprised.
Wonders of Nature's Chemistry.
Perfectly natural, too, was it that I
should step into a pool ot old dried blood
rimmed with the nodding cornflowers; that
the blood should change to ink even as I
trod; and that ink and blood should be
washed away in a squirt of boiling sulphur
ous water spat out trom the lee of the bank
ot fluwers. This sounds mad, doesn't it? A
moon-fjeed trooper of German extraction
never was park so carefully patroled came
up to inform us that as yet we had not seen
any of the real geysers; that they were ail
a mile or so up the valley and tastefully
scattered roundthe hotel in which we would
rest for the night
America is a lree country, but the citizens
look down on the soldier. I had to enter
tain that trooper. The old lady from Chi
cago would have none of him; so we loafed
along together, now across half rotten pine
logs sunk in the swampy ground, anon over
the ringing geyser lormation, then pounding
through river sand or brushing knee deep
through long grass. We rounded and
limped over a low spur of hill and came out
upon a field of aching snowy lime, rolled in
sheets, twisted into knots, riven with rents
and diamonds and stars, stretching for more
tbdu half a mile in every direction.
The Bath of the Goblins.
On this place of despair lay most of the
big, bid gevsers, who know when there i
trouble in Kakatoa,who tell the pines when
there is a cj clone on the Atlantic seaboard,
and who are exhibited to visitors under
pretty and fjnciful names. The first mound
that I encountered belonged to a goblin who
was splashing in his tub. I heard him kick,
pull a shower bath on his shoulders, gasp,
crack his joints and rub himself down with
a towel; tl.en he let the water out of the
bath, as a thoughtful man should, and it all
sank down out oi sight till another goblin
Yet they called this place the lioness and
the cubs. It lies not very far from the lion
which is a sullen, roaring beast, and they
say that . when it is very active the
nther geysers precisely follow suit. After
Krakatoa all the geysers went mad together,
mouting, spurting and bellowing till men
feared that they would rip up the whole field.
Mysterious sympathies exist among them,
and when the giantess speaks (of her more
anon) they hold their peace. She is a '
woman. I was ratching a solitary nr!n.
within the line of the woods, catching at a I
pine branch overhead, when far across the
fields and not more than a quarter of a mile
from the hotel there stood up
A Plume of Spun Glass,
incandescent and superb, against the sty.
"That," said the trooper, "is Old Faithful.
He goes off every 65 minutes to the minute,
plays for five minutes and sends up a
column of water 150 feet high. By
the time you have looked at -all the other
geysers he will be ready to play."
So we looked and we wondered at the Bee
hive, whose mouth is built up exactly like
a hive; at the Turban (which is not in the
least like a turban) and at many, many
other geysers, hot holes JindsFrinG5- Some
of them rumbled, some hissed, some went off
spasmodically, and others lay dead still in
sheets of sapphire and beryl. Would you
believe that even these terrible creatures
would have to be guarded by the troopers
to prevent the irreverent American from
chipping the cones to pieces, or, worse still,
making the geyser sick? If you take or
soft soap a small barrel lul and drop it down
a geyser s mouth, that geyser will presently
be forced to lay all before you and for days
afterward will be of an irritated and in
constant stomach. When they told me the
tale I was filled with sympathy. Now I
wish that I hid stolen soap and tried the ex
periment on some lonely little beast far
away in the woods. It sounds so probable
and so human.
The Giantess in Tronble.
Yet he would be a bold man who would
administer emetics to the Giantess. She is
flat-lipped, having no moutb; she looks like
a pool, 50 leet long and 30 wide, and there
is no ornamentation about her. At irregu
lar intervals she speaks' and sends up a col
umn of water over 200 feet high to begin
with, then she is angry for a day and a half
sometimes for two days. Owing to her pe
culiarity of going mad in the night, not
many of the people have seen the Giantess
at her finest; but the clamor of her unrest,
men say, shakes tbe wooden hotel and echoes
like thunder among the hills.
When I saw her trouble was brewing. The
pool bubbled furiously, and at five-minute
intervals sank a foot or two, then rose,
washed over the rim, and huge steam bub
bles broke on tbe top. Just before an erup
tion the water entirely disappeared from
view. Nota bene Whenever you see the
water lie down in a geyser mouth get away
as fast as you can. I saw a tiny little geyser
suck in its baby breath in this way, and in
stinct made me retire while it hooted after
Leaving tie Gia-ntess' to swear and spit
and thrash about, we went over to Old
Faithful, who, by- reason of his faithfulness,
has benches close to him whence you may
comfortably watch. At the appointed hour
we heard the water flying up and down the
mouth with tbe bob ol a wave in a cave.
A Column of Diamonds.
Then came the preliminary gouts, then a
roar and a rush, and that glitering column
of diamonds rose, quivered a moment, and
stood still for a minute. Then it broke, and
tbe rest was a contused snarl ot water not 30
feet high. All the young ladies not more
than 20 in tbe tourist band remarked that
it was "elegant," and betook themselves to
writing their names in the bottoms ot shal
low pools that sowed the ground. Nature
fixes the insult indeliblv, and the after
years shall learn that "Hattie," "Sadie,"
"Mamie," "Sophie" and so forth have taken
out tbeir hairpins and scrawled in the face
of Old Faithlul.
The congregation returned to the hotel to
put down their impressions in diaries and
notebooks, which they wrote up ostentatious
ly in the verandas. It was a sweltering hot
day, albeit we stood somewhat higher than
tbe level of Simla, and I left that raw pine
creaking caravansary for the cool shade of
a clump of pines between whose trunks
glimmered tents. A batch ot United States
troopers came down the road and flung
themselves across the country into their
rough lines. The Melican cavalryman can
ride, though he keeps his accoutrements pig
fashion and his horse cow fashion.
Soldiers and Cowboys.
I was free of that camp in five minutes
free to play with the heavy, lumpy carbines,
have the saddles stripped, and punch the
horses knowingly in the ribs. One of the
men had been in the fight with "Wrap-TJp-His-Tail,"
and he told me bow that great
chief, his horse's tail tied in red calico.swag
gered in front of the United States cavalry,
challenging all to single combat. But he
was slam, and a few of his tribe with him.
"There's no use in an Indian, anyway,"
concluded my friend.
A couple of cowboys real cowboys
jingled through the camp amid a shower of
mild chaff. Tney were on their way to
Cook City, I fancy, and I know that they
never washed. But they were picturesque
'ruffians, exceedingly with long spurs,
hooked stirrups, slouch hats, fur weather
cloth over their knees and pistol butts just
easy to hand.
"Tne cowboy's goin' under before long,"
said my irieud. "Soon as the country's
settled up he'll have to go. But he's mighty
useful now. What would we do without
"As hon?" said I, and the camp laughed.
"He has the money. We have the still.
He comes in winter to play poker at the
military posts. We play poker a few.
When he's lost his money we make him
driuk and let him go. Sometimes we get
the wrong man."
Caught the Wrong Cowboy.
And he told me a tale of an innocent cow
boy who turned up, cleaned out, at an army
post, and played poker for 36 hours. But it
was the post that was cleaned out when that
long-haired Caucasian removed himself,
heavy with everybody's pay aud declining
the proffered liquor.
"ifoaw," said the historian, "I don't play
with no cowboy unless he's a little bit drunk
Ere I departed I gathered from more than
one man that significant fact that up to 100
yards he ielt absolutely secure behind his
"In England, I understand," quoth the
limber youth from the South "in England
a man aren't allowed to play with
no firearms. He's got to be taught all that
when he enlists. I didn't want much teach
ing how to shoot straight 'lore I served
Uncle Sam. And that's just where it is.
But you was talking about your Horse
I explained briefly some peculiarities of
equipment connected with our crackest
crack cavalrv. I grieve to sav the camp
"Take 'em over swampy gronnd. Let 'em
run around a bit an' wort the starch out of
'em, and then, Almighty, if we wouldn't
plug 'em at ease I'd eat their horses."
Cavalry Behind the Trees.
"But suppose they engaged in the open7"
"Engaged in hadesl Not if there was a
tree trunk within 20 miles. They couldn't
encage in the ooen."
Gentlemen, the officers, have vou ever
seriously considered the existence'on earth,
subsequent to the year 1864, of cavalrv, who,
by preference, would fight in timber"? The
evident sincerity of the men made me think
hard as I moved over to the hotel and
joined a party of exploration, which, div
ine into tbe woods, unearthed a pit-pool of
burningest water iringed with jet black
sand, all the ground near by being pure
white. But miracles pall when they arrive
at the rate ot 20 a day.
A flaming dragon fly flew over the pool,
reeled and dropped on the water, dying
without a quiver of his gorgeous wings
and the pool said nothing whatever, but
sent its thin steam wreaths up to the burn
ing sky. I prefer pools that talk.
A Henry James Maiden.
There was a maiden a very little maiden
who had just stepped out of one of James's
novels. She owued a delightful mother and
an equally delightful lather, a heavv-eyed,
slow-voiced man of finance. The parents
thought that their daughter wanted change.
She lived in New Hampshire. According
ly, she had dragged them up to Alaska and
to the Yosemite Tallev, and was now re
turning leisurely via tne Yellowstone just
in time for the tail end cf the summer seas
on at Saratoga.
We had met once or twice before in tbe
park, and I had been amazed and amused
at ber critical commendation of tbe wonders
thit she saw. From that very resolute little
month I received a lecture on American lit
erature, the nature aud inwardness of Wash
ington society, the precise value of Cable's
works as compared with Uncle Bemus Har
ris, and a few other things that had nothing
whatever to do with geysers, but were alto
gether pleasant. Now, an English maiden
who had stumbled on a dust-grimed, lime
washed, sun-peeled, collarless wanderer
come from and going to goodness knows
where, would, her mother inciting her and
her father brandishing his umbrella, have
regarded him as a dissolute adventurer a
person to be disregarded.-
American Versus English Manners.
Not sorbose delightful people from New
Hampshire. They were good enough to
treat nim it sounds almost incredible as a
human being, possibly respectable, probably
not in immediate need of financial assist
ance. Papa talked pleasantly and to tbe
point. The little maiden strove valiantly
with the accent of her birth and that ot her
reading, and mamma smiled beniguly in
Balance this with a story of a voung
English idiot I met mooning about inside
his high collar, attended by a valet. He
condescended to tell me that "you can't be
too careful who you talk to in these parts."
And stalked on fearing, I suppose, every
minute for his social chastity. That man
was a barbarian (I took occasion to tell him
so), for he comported himself after the
manner of the head hunters and hunted of
Assem who are at perpetual feud one with
You will nnderstand that thee foolish
stories are introduced in order to cover tbe
fact that this pen cannot describe the glories
of tbe Upper Geyser basin.
Spouting Dorc-Llke Mad.
Next morning Tom drove us on, prom
ising new wonders. He pulled np after a
few miles at a clump of brushwood where an
army was drowning. I could hear the sick
gasps and thumps of the men going under,
but when I broke through the brushwood
the hosts had fled and there were only pools
of pink, black and white lime thick as
turbid honey. They shot up a pat ol mud
every minute or two, choking in the effort.
It was a'n uncanny sight Do you wonder
in the old days the Indians were careful to
avoid the Yellowstone? Geysers are per
missible, but Dore-like mud is terrifying.
The old lady from Chicago took a piece of
it,and in half an hour it dried into limedust
and blew away between her fingers. All
maya illusion vou seel
Then we clinked through sulphur in cubes
aud crystals. There was a watertall of boil
ing water, and then a road across a level
park hotly contested by the beavers. Every
winter they build a dam and flood tbe low
lying land; every summer that dam is torn
np by the Government, and for half a mile
you must plow axle deep in water, the wil
lows brushing in to the buggy and little
water ways branching off right and left.
The road is the main stream just like the
Bolau line in flood. If you turn up a byway,
there is no more of you. And the beavers
work the buggy into next year's dam.
Chance Cavalry Escort.
Then came soft, turfy forest that deadened
the wheels, and two troopers on detachment
duty stole noiselessly bebind us. One was
the Wrap-up-his-Tail man, and they talked
merrily while the half broken horses bucked
about among the trees. Aud so a cavalry
escort was with us for a mile, till we got to a
mighty hill all strewn with moss agates, and
everybody had to jump out and pant in that
thin air. But how intoxicating it wasl
The old lady from Chicago ducked like an
emancipated hen as she scuttled about the
road, cramming pieces of rockin her reticule.
She sent me SO yards down to the hillside to
pick up a piece of broken bottle which she
insisted was moss agate.
"I've some o' that at home, an' they shine.
Yes, you go get it, young man."
At last we pulled up disheveled at
"Larry's" for lunch and an hour's rest.
Only "Larry" could have managed that
school least tent on the lonely hillside.
Need I say that he was an Irishman? His
supplies were at their lowest ebb. A seven
foot giant from Arkansas on the back hovel
announced that the beer was following the
beef, but Larry enveloped us all in the
golden glamour of his voluble speech ere we
had descended, and tbe tent with the rude
trestle tible became a palace, the rough fare
delicacies ot Delmonico, and we the abashed
recipients of Larry's imperial bounty.
Larry's Kemarkablo Gift.
It was only later that I discovered I had
paid 8 shillings for tinned beef, biscuits and
beer, but, ou the other hand, Larrv had said:
"Will I go out an' kill a buffalo?" Aud I
felt that lor me, and for me alone, would he
have done-it. Everybody else felt that, too.
Good luck go with Larry I
"An' now you'll go an' wash your pocket
handkerchiels in that beautilul hot spring
round the corner," said he.
"There's soap an' a washboard ready, an'
'tis not every day that ye can get hot water
for nothing." And he waved us large
handedly to the open downs, while he put
the tent to rights.
There was no sense of fatigue on the body
or distance in the air. Hill and dale rode
ou the eyeball! I could have clutched the
far off snowy peaks by putting out my hand.
Never was such maddening air.
Why we should have washed pocket hand
kerchiefs Larry alone knows. It appeared
to be a sort of religious rite.
In a little valley overhung with gayly
painted rocks ran a stream of velvet brown
and pink water. It was not hotter than the
hand could bear aud it colored the boulders
in its course.
Washing the Handkerchiefs.
.There was the maiden from New Hamp
shire, the old lady from Chicago, papa,
mamma, the woman who chewed gum and
all the rest of them gravely bending over a
washboard and soap. Mysterious virtues
lay in that queer stream. It turned the
linen white as snow in five minutes.
Then we lay on the grass and laughed with
sheer bliss of being alive. This have I
known once in Japan, once on the banks of
the Columbia, what time the salmon came
in and "California" bowled, and once again
in the Yellowstone by the light of the eyes
of the maiden from New Hampshire. Four
little pools lay at my elbow, one was of
black water (tepid), one clear water (cold),
one clear water (hot), one red water (boil
ing). My newly washed handkerchief cov
ered them all and we two marveled as chil
"This evening we shall do the Grand
Canyon of the Yellowstone?" said the
"Together?" said I; and she said "Yes."
Alt that I can say is that without warn
ing or preparation I looked into a gulf 1,700
feet deep, with eagles and fish hawts cir
cling far below. And the sides of that gulf
were one wild welter of color crimson,
emerald, cobalt, ochre, amber, honey
splashed with port wine, snow white, ver
milion, lemon and silver cray in wide
washes. The sides did not fall sheer, but
were graven by time and water and air into
monstrous heads of kings, dead chiefs, men
and women of the old time. So far below
that no sound of its strife could reach us,
tbe Yellowstone river ran a finger wide strip'
of jade green.
1 Nothing Compares With, It.
The sunlight took those wondrous walls
and gave fresh hues to those that nature
bad already laid there. Ouce I saw the
dawn break over a lake in Bajputana and
the sun set over the Oodey Sagar amid a
circle of Holman Hunt Hills. This time I
was watching both performances going on
below me, upside down you understand,
and tbe colors were all real. The canon was
burning like Troy town; but it would burn
forever, and, tbauk goodness, neither pen
nor brush could ever portray its splendors
The academy would reject the picture for
Evening crept through the pines that
shadowed us, but the full glory of tbe day
flamed in that canyon as we went out very
cautiously to a jutting piece of rock blood
red or pink it was that overhung tbe deep
est deeps of all. Now I know what it is to
sit enthroned amid the clouds of sunset as
the spirits sit in Blake's pictures. Giddi
ness took away all sensation of touch or
form, but tbe sense of blinding color re
mained. When I reached the main land
again I had sworn that I had been floating.
The maid from New Hampshire said no
word for a very long time. Then she quoted
poetrv, which was perhaps the best thing she
could have done. Eudtabd Kipling.
THE LATEST GAMES.
Recreations for the Home Circle
Brought Out Recently.
CHASING THE INDIANS OUT WEST,
Military Maneuvers and Migration on a
SOME THAT AKE WON 0NLT BT LUCK
iwniTTEjr roa the disfatch.1
F the many games
recently offered for
sale there are a few
'hat give promise of
urolonged life aud
success. Some en
thusiasts even predict
that one or two of
them will oust such
ancient favorites as
checkers from the position they have occu
pied hitherto. One of these is known as
kings and queens. It is plaved somewhat
alter the fashion of checkers and, without
being so complicated or serious a pastime
as chess, presents many features of interest
not possessed by checkers.
The game is played upon a board contain
ing 80 squares, grouped in the form of a
diamond with the points cut off. At one
end of the board is a really well-drawn
picture in colors, representing a king of
traditional appearance surrounded by men-
For Kings and Queens.
at-arms and viewing, with facial consterna
tion, the approach of tbe queen's forces.
Tbe picture at the other end of the board
shows a graciousand slenderqueenTeceiving
tbe homage of courtiers, while, in the
distance, her artillery is starting in the
direction of the king's palace.
How It Is Flayed.
The pictures are typical of the game it
self. A set of six black knights and fourteen
pawns of the same hue form the king's
army, Theaueen has a similar force ar
rayed in white, and the object of the two
players is to occupy the opponent's head
quarters, comprising the two squares at
each extremity o! the board. The players
move as at checkers, but the rules allow
many moves that are inadmissible in the
older game. From the outset the tnights
have power exceeding that ofthe kings ot
the checker boark. A knight may move to
any square adjoining that occupied by him.
He captures his opponents by jumping over
them as in checkers, and mav jump, ad well
as move, either-forward, backward, diagon
ally or sidewise.
The pawn possesses limited powers. He
can only move and jump lorward, either
straight ahead nr diagonally. Of course,
jumps are only permissible when another
piece is next to the knight or iu front of the
pawn, with a vacant space beyond it.' Any
one of, these pieces can jump over another
one provided this condition is complied
with. Friendly pieces are not affected by
the jumps, however. Some of the combina
tions that arise are remarkable in the op
portunity that they present for a reversal of
fortunes, and a single piece can sometimes
travel all over the board iu one series of
A Somewhat Similar Game.
Another new and first-class game, re
sembling kings and queens in its object but
played on a novel form of board and with
much smaller pieces, fs that of Migration.
Its most distinctive feature lies in the fact
that no pieces are removed from the board,
but tbe object of each player is to first occu
py his opponent's quarters. The board
comprises an outer circle, which is the bat
tle ground, and an inner circle. The latter
is divided into four triangles, each of which
is a headquarters, and contains 16 squares,
each occupied by one man or piece. The
pieces move one by one and a space at a
time out of their triangle and around the
circle to their adversary's quarters.
Jumps may be made over any piece ad
joiniug, so long as the square next to it, in
a direct line with the juniper, is vacant.
Successive jumps may he made sideways,
diagonally and back again, it desired, the
only limitation being the principle that a
space cannot be skipped and that there must
be a vacancy beyond the jumped piece into
which to land. Either four or two players
can compete. The chief skill lies in so scat-
For Wild West.
teriug one's own pieces along the route as to
afford an opportunity for those in tlj rear
to advance by successive jumps over each
other and at the same time blocking one's
opponent and preventing his taking advan
tage of the opportunity afforded by these
A Faro Game of Chance.
An excellent game, differing altogether
from those heretofore described, and one
that is peculiarly appropriate and interest-
ling at the present time is the Wild West.
Unlitce the preceding games, it is purely a
game of chance. From one to fonr players
compete. The Implements are a large board,
several figures ot mounted Indians, four,
figures of scouts on foot but armed with
rifles, which, by the way, they keep to
their shoulders in a way tbat would Indicate
their existence to a perpetual '"hold-up,"
and one or more dials with a double set of
numbers running around the circle and a
The board la gayly decorated with pictures
representing various forts, ranches, noted
scouts, etc. A broad trail winds about the
board, in and out among the various pictures.
It starts from "Fort "Kearney," in one cor
ner of the board, and ends in the "Black
Hills," the entrance to which is defended
by the Indian figures. The scouts are dis
tributed among the players, and start from
Fort Kesrney, advancing along the trail so
many squares at a. time, according to the
number shown upon the dial, which is spun
around once for every player. About every
sixth square on the trail is marked with
some direction, and the latter must be
obeyed by any scout whose number lands
him ou that spot
Buffalo BUI on the Trail.
. For instance, one of the first commands
is, "Join Buffalo Bill." The counterfeit
presentment of the scout referred to is away
ahead on the trail, and the lucky player is'
immediately transported there. At his
next spin of the dist he continues on the
trail from his advanced post. Further along
the trail, however, tbe directions encount
ered send the player back, instead of for
ward, and one who was within rifle range of
the Black Hills may, by an unlucky spin,
be sent back to 'Bescue'lost girl," "Becon
noiter Indian village" or perform some
other duty that throws him behind all his
competitors. Upon reaching the' Black
Hills the luck scout receives an Indian,
pony and all, and is translated to Fort
Kearney, only to start again ou the trail in
quest of more Indians.
The game is won by the player who bags
the greater number ot Indians, and prizes
are oiten awarded. Tbe intense interest and
the keen excitement that this game some
times gives rise to among a party of adult
players is remartable. Children go half
wild over it at critical moments, when, for
instance, tbe leader spins a number tbat
takes him to the command, "Assist in de
fense of Lone Tree ranch" the ranch being
In the rear of all the rest.
The latest Craze.
Tiddledy Winks is one ot the most fun
provoking games of a class differing alto
gether from the board games, all of which,
by tbe way, bear a relationship, more or
less remote, to chess and checkers. It is too
well known to need description. A capital
Improvement, however, is tiddledy winks
tennis, in which a felt cloth accurately
marked out as a miniature lawn tennis
court is used, and a net in the center takes
tbe place of the original cup. The small
counters are "served" over the net by means
of the large one, and the method of scoring
is that employed in lawn tennis. Beginners
usually give their opponents the 'first few
games by a succession of "faults," but prac
tice soon begets skill at this curious pas
time. A Detroit man recently patented a game
called Mihtaire. Two opposing armies
meet on a circular board. The officers and
men are represented by circular pegs. The
general of each army commands six regi
ments, each comprising a colonel and five
men. The accompanying diagram shows
the position of one army on the lower half.
The Hoard for Louita.
The upper half illustrates some of tbe pos
sible moves. The initials indicate the rank
of the men and the army to which they be
long; for instance, G. B. stands for general
of the blues, S. E. for soldier of the reds, etc.
Itnles for Slilitaire.
At the outset the general is placed at
figure 1, a colonel at each figure 2, and the
privates occupy the remaining dotted sta
tions. Soldiers can move one space only
back aud torth ou the oblique lines, but
must keep off the radial lines. They may
take an opponent only ou the circular lines,
and jumps are governed by the same rules as
in checkers. Colonels have the privilege of
soldiers and, in addition, may move 'any
number of consecutive unoccupied positions
along a circular or radial line, passing
from one to the other and taking as many of
the enemy as may be found on their line of
march with one or more vacant spaces be
tween them. When a general reaches the
extent of the move permitted a colonel, he
has the additional privilege of moving off
the line to any other open position that may
offer bim safety or an advantage for his next
move. Prisoners may be exchanged at the
rate of five privates for one colonel. When
an army is reduced to less than five men it
is declared vanquished.
The following is the explanation of the
movements illustrated on the upppr half of
G. B. at figure 1 on the onter circle may jump
to tbe right, over S. R,, and land at figure 2 on
The Milllaire Board.
tbe same circle, thence on radial line to ilgures
3 and 4, tbence to tbe left on second circle to
figure 5, tbence on radial line to figure 6, taking
as prisoners all tbe men in red be passes over
in that move. He may now move to figure. 7
for safety and advantage, or to figure 8 for
A Colonel may jnrap in the same manner as
far as figure 6, where bo will have to remain,
be not being entitled to tbe second move for
S. E., on the fifth circle near figure 2, may
Jump to the left, taking S. B. and C. B., and
resting at figure 9. He cannot continne and
take IS. B. at figure 10, because a soldier cannot
pass an unoccupied position. Neither can 23.
B. at figure 11 take S. K. at figure 12, because a
soldier cannot move or jump on a radial lino.
Another. Game of Chance.
Louisa is the rather inappropriate name
of a verv good game of chauce played with
a board in the sbapaof a cross. Tne men
four to each player are moved around the
outside edge of the four arms until they ac
complish the circuit, wheu-Jhey proceed up
the center aisle .f squareSta the castle in
the middle. The player whose men all
reach the castle first wins the came. The
moves depend udou throws of dice.
Games requiring special packs of cards
are very popular with some folks. Geo
graphical cards, "authors," political (which
is played on the map of the United States),
and progressive logomachy, are favorites in
this class. The last named is not new, but
it has attained immense success. Ol course
there are hundreds of other excellent indoor
games, but those referred to in this article
are representative ot all the newest and the
best, and afford ample choioe for those who
like to while away an occasional evening in
testing, their skill and strategic power.
Heebebt W. Bubdetx.
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A CRIB IN THE WALL
Through Which Frailty's Nameless
Waif's Pass to Protection.
UNIQUE ASYLUM' IN AREQUIPA.
A Noble Charity Which Doubtless Prevents
Many a Dark Crime.
HOW THE OUTCASTS AKE CARED P0E
ItCOItRESFONDEUCE Or TBE DISPATCH.!
Akequipa, Peru, Jan. 2. In the center
of this old city, nearly opposite the ruins of
what was once the Woman's Hospital.which
was shaken down by the great earthquake
of 20 years ago, is a very ancient-looking
structure, straggling over an entire square,
whose closed doors and small, heavily
barred windows give no bint of what may
be going on within. My attention was first
attracted by its appearance of antiquity, the
utter silence that broods over the locality,
and the numbers of black-gowned priests
and blue-gowned Sisters of Charity who are
constantly gliding in and out its worm
One day, having extended my walk to the
farther side of the enormous building where
it faces an unfrequented thoroughfare, I
observed something which aroused my
curiosity to the highest pitch merely a
kind of wooden cage or turn-stile set in the
walls, shaped lise a circular box with two
compartments, which chanced to be slowly
revolving as I passed. What could it be
another "mystery of the Monkery," or a
relic of Inquisition days? While I looked,
the box slowly turned again and presented
its blank side to the street, so like the sur
rounding walls, that one might pass a
thousand times and never notice it.
Couldn't Besist Investigation.
But a little groove remained, into which
the fingers might be fitted; and of course
the spirit of Mother Eye impelled .me to try
it. Fulled one away, it refuted to move;
pulled the other, the cage swung around
with a rheumatic creak and turned its empty
compartment to tbe view. Journalistic
enterprise demanded a solution of the riddle,
and forthwith I became a walking interro
gation point until the bottom facts were
The ancient edifice which is now nearly
300 years old and for more than two cen
turies served as a convent for the nuns ot
Santa Catarina is one of the several found
ling institutions which have long flourished
in Peru; and the swinging box, like those
we read of iu France and Italy, is set every
night with its hollow side outward, for the
reception of any infants that may be placed
in it by unknown hands a perpetually open
door for the shelter of those unwelcome
waifs who are immeasurably worse than
orphaned. The mother, or her emissary
stealing along that deserted street in the
darkness, has only to put the new-born citi
zen into the box, give it the slightest im
petus, aud around it turns, affording imme
diate protection to the tiny occupant, while
no eye inside the building can see who
placed it there. A Sister of Charity is
stationed on the inner side of the wall,
whose sole business it is to watch for new
arrivals at all hours of the night, to receive
aud care for them.
Inside the Institution.
In due time we obtained permission to
visit this unique asylum, whicb, like all
benevolent institutions of South America, is
conducted under the direct auspices of the
Church of Borne. Led by the matron, we
went first to inspect the mysterious hole iu
the wall. Close to its inner opening stands
the little iron bedstead with a cross at the
foot of it and a picture of tbe Mother of
Sorrows at its head where rests the good
sister whose nightly business it is to watch
tbe revolving cradle and to take out new
comers. She informed me tbat the number
of additions to the household by this means
averaged about three a week, aud that so far
during the current year (eight months of it
were then gone), ouly 72 had been received.
She said that the majority of these chil
dren whose birthdays nobody celebrates, evi
dently belong to the poorest classes and ar
rive naked or wrapped in rags; others are
dressed in the daintiest raiment that love
and wealth and the instinct of maternal
tenderness can suggest; that with the latter
is usually found a generous sum ot money
for the child's maintenance, and not infre
quently a tear-blotted letter beseeching
especial care for the forsaken baby and
promising to pay well for its future support.
What suggestions of tragedy are here of
human frailty aud divine compassionl
Money From Unknown Donors.
This box is an inexhaustible source of
revenue for the asylum, and nearly every
night it is secretly revolved by outside hands
(presumably by those who have unacknowl
edged children witbiuj, and purses put in
labeled lor the support of the infant received
ou such and such a date. No questions are
ever asked, and no efforts made to trace the
parentage oi the waifs. On certain days of
the week the institution is open to visitors,
and tbe children may be adopted by whoever
desires them; thus giving the unknown
parents an opportunity of secretly seeing
their cast-aways, and ot eventually repossess
ing themselves of them without fear of dis
covery unless, as sometimes happens, nature
is too powerful to be overcome by guile and
unfortunate babies develop a marked re
semblance to tbe authors of their being.
The outer walls of the quaint old building
are four feet thick and ramble around three
inner courtyards, each of which has its cen
tral fountain and tangle of flowers and
passion vines, and clump of olive or fig
trees shading tbe shrine of a Christ, a Virgin
or a saint. These courts are surrounded by
long lines of queerly carved pillars, now
streaked with mold and crumbling under
"the insidious tooth of time."
A Picture of the Matron.
Traversing their moss-grown pavenfents,
we found the path obstructed by several
donkeys that had been driven to'the inner
doors with supplies of fuel, milk and vege
tables; and the blue-gowned matron her
round, benevolent face shining like a full
blown neonv in the sun, with rosarv. cru
cifix and bunch of keys jingling at her side,
and the flaps of her wide, white bonnet
standing out lite sails failing to budge the
animals by the usual "st-th-thl underlie!"
put her strong, fat shonlder to each one's
rump and quietly pushed it out of the way.
Such immaculate cleanliness prevails
everywhere that one might eat off from
every inch of flooring, whether of wood,
tile, or adobe; and such absolute silence
reigned that we found it difficult to believe
there were actually a great number of chil
dren quartered under tbe roof. No muddy
little footprints, nor marks ot careless
fingers, nor shouts of childish glee pro
claimed their existence. A glimpse of the
perfect discipline needed in such a crowded
institution is anywhere enough to give one
a heartache, with the knowledge that the
rescued waifs, though comfortably fed and
clothed, must become hardly more than
automatons rising and retiring, eating,
sleeping, playing, and praying by inexor
able rule, led by the nod and beck of their
The Mother's Instinct aliasing.
The good sisterhood, by the way, being all
maiden ladies, are scarcely the natural
guardians of childhood, having voluntarily
foregone the development of the maternal in
stinct and being compelled by their vows to
sternly repress the most tender sentimeuts
of the heart. Worthy women though they
undoubtedly are, I" searched every counle-1
nance iu vain for one trace of that unde
finable yet ttnmistable sweetness of expres
sion indicative of completed womanhood,
that comes only to the faces of those who
In this asylum the children are carefully
trained in the tenets of the Church and edu
cated to a moderate extent in the lore of
books, while each is taught some useful
trade, which he or she may practice for
future support. Thus, wh'ile the boya learn
saddlery, shoemaking, poncho weaving,
cabinet work, etc., the girls manufacture ar
tificial flowers, fancy boxes, lacs and em
broidery, and are trained for domestic ser
vice. If not adopted, and if self-supporting,
they may remain here permanently,
should they choose to do so; or at the age of
18 they may go forth to shift for themselves.
Orphans of Middle Age.
There are a number of "orphans" here,
both male and female, reared in tbe institu
tion and are now hearing middle age, who
prefer to work hard all their days for the
general good rather than leave the shelter
of tbe only home they have ever known.
The young men earn considerable sums at
their various occupations, and the girls take
in fine sewing., embroidery and laundry
work. They have also a model bakery in
the bouse, and the very best bread that is
sold in the city comes irom these ovens.
At present there are 426 children in the
asylum. The smallest o these able to be
out of the nursery, (a class of 47 between the
ages of 2 and 6 years), were put their best
paces for our edification, with little songs
and parrot-like dialogues, each setting forth
their religious faith add the goodness of
their protectors. All were neatly though
poorly clad the girls in blue gingham
gowns, the boys with jeau jackets and
trousers, both sexes wearing aprons exactly
alike, of the same coarse blue cloth that the
Sisters wear foi dresses, with woolen hose
knit by the larger girls and pegged shoes
made by the boys. Bach little apron had a
square pocket patcb'ed on in front, into
which was thrust a calico handkerchief, but
the usual lamentable neglect peculiar to
childhood's use of the latter article pre
The Comb and Kosory.
At the head of eacbjlittle cot in the long,
clean dormitory hung a calico bag, marked
with the owner's number, containing a
comb and a rosary, and woe to tbe luckless
youngster who forgets the use of eitherl The
most amusing part of our entertainment was
furnished by the large boys' band. We
came down tbe old stone stairs of tbe old
dormitory at the tap of the drum, aud saw
ranged under tbe fig trees a group of lads
from 12 to 14 years old, who rendered some
really creditable music, upon what at first
sight looked to be first-clasii instruments.
Closer inspection, however, disclosed that
the horns and cornets were nothing but
pasteboard and twisted paper, the bass drum
made of a skin stretched over a half barrel,
held in place by the original hoop; and the
snare made from a lard can, which still
showed the New York brand painted on its
side. One young genius had a section cane
cut into a flute; another bad a common
coarse comb with a bit of paper over it for a
mouthpiece, and the rest tooted away upon
Outcasts of AB Classes.
Among the crowd of little faces it is notice
able that none of them are purely Indian,
though so large a percentage of Peru's pop
ulation are Indians. Many are unmistak
able arlscocrats in features and bearing and
not a few have tbe fair hair and blue eyes of
On the following Sunday we were invited
to go with the children to a beautiful estate
in tbe outskirts of the city which bad been
willed to the institution by a deceased
Frenchman. We marched three miles
through dusty lanes bordered by cactus and
wild nasturtions, beside the blue-gowned
sisterhood and troop of castaways, simply
for tbe pleasure of seeing the latter enjoy au
hour or two of freedom and sunshine. There
is a house on the estate, a beautiful flower
garden, an orchard, swings, arbors, fields
green with barley and alfalfa, and meadows
where sheep were browsing; and it did one's
soul good to see the forsaken creatures happy
as so many butterflies, the elder children
taking care of tbe little ones, and the good
Sisters sitting by, each busy with her knit
ting work. Fannie B. Wabd.
Xiong Island a Resort for Birds From Many
Confirmation is constantly being obtained
to the statement of John Akhurst, of this
city, that Long Island is a locality where
the birds of many climes do congregate, says
the Brooklyn Standard-Union. Arctic birds
at certain seasons of the year are found here
and those of milder regions than ours are
frequently encountered. During the pres
ent winter a large number of suow owls
have been shot on Xong Island. These are
Arctic birds. While gunning on the South
Beach, opposite Babylon, recently, George
Saxton shot one. The crew of tbe Zachs
Inlet Life Saving Station have killed 14,
and 20 of the same species of bird have been
taken in the vicinity of Sag Harbor.
The snow owl is found In tbe Northern
regions of America, Europe and Asia. It
hunts in the day time and at morning and
evening twilight. Being of rapid and pow
erful flight, it strikes ducks, growse, pigeons,
etc., on the wing like a falcon, and seizes
hares, squirrels and rats from the ground,
and fish from the shallow. From its
color it is seen with difficulty, amid
the rocks and snow of its favorite
haunts. Some of the wise men down on
the island say that the catching of so
many snow owls indicates a very severe
winter, but tbe predictions will hardly hold
good. Ornithologists tell us that snow owls
are sometimes found in winter as far south
as Georgia, and it is not probable that their
appearance on Long Island has anything to
do with the present or future condition of
tbe weather. These birds make very at
tractive ornaments after being mounted by
a taxidermist, and tbe Nimrods of tbe
island consider themselves fortunate when
they succeed in bagging one.
THE BED JACKET MEDAL.
Peculiar Belio of Interest in These Days of
Mrs. Elizabeth Townsend Meagher, widow
of General Thomas Francis Meagher, has
presented the Bed Jacket medal to the State
of ftew York, arranging that the Bed
Jacket Club, of Canandaigua, K. T., shall
be its custodian. It was given by Wash
ington to the eloquent chief in 1792 when
Bed Jacket had come to see the Great
White Father ss ambassador for the six
nations whose hunting grounds were
in the western part of New Tors:
and thereabouts. The Father of His
Country was much impressed by the bear
ing of the chieftain, and also wished to
reward him for the services he had ren
dered In bringing the six nations to a
peaceful frame of mind. So tbe big silver
medal was made, and presented with due
The medal is of pure silver, oval in shape
and about five inches long. It bears upon
its face an engraving representing George
Washington presenting the pipe of peace to
Bed Jacket. The chief wears the medal
(and not much of anything else). On the
reverse side is tbe old-fashioned eagle,
whose fearfnl and wonderful shape is hap
pily not so familiar as it used to be.
SELLING BY METER.
Advantages of the System of Retail-
ins Electric Currents.
FIRES STARTED BY THE WIRES.
Shearing Sheep, Threshin? and Banning
Farms by Electricity.
INSULATING MATEKIAL FEOfl SILK
rrazFABxn tob ihi dispatch, j
In the earlier days of electric lighting it
was the common practice to sell current at a
"flat rate." Arc lamps for street lighting
are so sold down to the present time except
that the vague phrase that they should be of
so many candle power is stipulated in city
contracts. Tbe requirement that such
lamps shall be ot 1,200 or 2,000 c. p. is, in
fact, purely conventional, and is not in
tended to represent tbe actual value oi the
lamp. Electric light men themselves would
much prefer to have tbe lamps rated In
terms of the energy or current that they
consume, so that tbe contracts they make
may be based ou conditions to which both
the parties attich the same definite mean
ing. Iu incandescent lighting this reform is
already being carried our, and tbe exacti
tude is far beyond that attained in gas light
ing, in which the state of the meter and tha
yellow dimness of tbe flame are all that the
consumer can bear witness to. It is still
customary to call incandescent lamps as 10
candle power, 16, 32, 50 and so forth, but it
is becoming a practice to rate them accord
ing to the "watts" they use up at their best
efficiency. Thus they represent at once a
definite consumption of energy, which must
give a corresponding value of light. It is
also becoming the practice to sell current by
meter, with the effect tbat the central station
is rnn with closer economy, while the cus
tomer pays for exactly what he has bought.
Current for electric motors is also being
sold in the same manner, it being found
that very often a little one-horse
power motor has been hitched up to a five
horse power job in some shop or factory
whose proprietor thought there was no limit
to its ability or endurance. These motors,
in turn, as well as dynamos, are now rated
also at their watt capacity, or, to state it in
another way, in the number of amperes of
current they will produce at a certain pres
sure or voftage. This practice has already
become so prevalent in England that it is
the rule without exception, and some of
the largest American electrical manufac
turers have begun to classify their machines
on tbe same intelligent basis. This resort
to definite figures and an exact scale has
led to an enormous demand for measuring
instruments and meters, and a great deal of
ingenuity is bestowed just now on their in
vention and perfection.
Installlns Theater Lighting Plants.
A London electrical journal, in comment-
ing on the recent destruction in this country
of theaters by fire which was supposed to ba
caused by electricity, enjoins greater cars
being taken in the installation of electria
lighting plants iu theaters. A theater and
its accessories should be looked npon in the
light ot a powder magazine or dangerous
coal mine, and similar precautions to those
which are adopted for these should be fol
lowed in such places of publio entertain
ment. The crossing of wires, which ought
to be easily cuarded against, has of late be
come a matter of too frequent occurrence.
To whatever cause, however, the recent fires
may be due, electric lighting, though by far
tbe safest means ot artificial illumination
in existence, becomes, when carelessly con
ducted, a very dangerous element and will
be the cause of more fires unless the most
stringent supervision is exercised by tha
contractor over his men and by the tech
nical adviser over tbe contractor. Such a
course as this, besides having a directly sal-,
utary effect in the reduction of the number,
of fires in theaters and other buildings, will,
it is to be hoped, also result in correcting
the tendency, which has become very
marked, to blame electricity for almost
every fire that occurs.
A characteristic instance of this readiness
to seize ou the electric wire as a scapegoat
occurred some months ago iu Brooklyn,
when the Talmage tabernacle was destroyed
by fire. It was conclusively proved by tbs
officials ot the fire department that the fire)
was caused bv the electric wires, and this
verdict was accepted by the publio for soma
days after whicb, ou examining tbe debris,
the switchboard was found to be the only
thing mat was not touched oy tne nre.
Insulating; Electric Wires.
In an interesting article on the invention
of tbe electric motor by Davenport, a Ver
mont village blacksmith, 0 years ago, Mr.
F. L. Pope, who has been investigating the
subject historically, states that in order to
insulate his wire tbe poor inventor was
actually driven to the necessity of tearing;
up into strips his wife's much prized wed
ding dress. One can imagine the tears with
which the brave woman took it from her
clothes press and gavu it to him. This in
cident has recalled an amusing episode of
the old telegraphic days when James D.
Beid, now United States Consul at Dun'
fermline, but tben a pioneer with Mr. Morse,
started out iu charge of a gang and coated
tbe wires between Philadelphia and Balti
more with tar. No hotel proprietor would
give him or bis tar bucket any hospitality.
That was in 1816.
At another time tbe use of waxed cloth at
tbe point where the wires met tbe suspension
pins was tried. The only result was thai
the bees of all the country round made a
dead set at the wjxed rags, and in a short
time were revelling in a beeswax boom that
seemed without end. Their millennium
came to an untimely close with the October
frosts, and waxed rag insulation of that
kind pasted into history.
Threshing by Electric Ught.
Not the least important effect of the gen
eral introduction of the electric light has
been its influences in modifying the condi
tions of various industries. Another of tha
innumerable exemplifications of this which
are constantly being recorded is tbe fact tbat
a great deal of threshing which farmers
heretofore carried on In the long summer
days is now continued through tha
night by means of the electric light.
This arrangement is particularly
advantageous to the proprietor
of threshing machinery, which can
be hired out, as tbe machine can thus in
a single season earn half as much more hire.
Where the farmer's staff is limited to a cer
tain number of laborers, and more are not
available, it is no small convenience if they
can be made free for the accomplishment
of other duties by a more rapid completion
of the threshing. The economy of fuel is -also
a matter of moment, as the consumption
is considerably reduced by keeping tha
boiler constantly hot, and thus obviating
the necessity of getting up steam afresh ,
Shearing Sheep By Electricity.
The suggestion which was made soma
short time ago tbat electricity should ba
utilized for the shearing of sheep bas been
promptly taken advantage of by the Aus
tralian sheep farcers. A very effective in
stallation has just been made on the Banks
puka estate for actuating Wolseley sheep
shearing machines by motors. Ten of these
machines are now electrically worked there,
and it is calculated that the extra valne or
the clip of 13,000 sheep has. nearly recouped
In one season the whole cost of patting np
the machines. In the Baukapnka plant, a
turbine drives the dynamo, and an overhead
wire conducts the current to the motor which
drives tbe shafting in the wools bed. Spe
cial arrangements are made to keep tbs
speed of tbe shafting constant, though tha
work being done continually varies.
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