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Billow and breeze, islands and seas, Mountains of rain and sun. All that was good, all that was fair, All that was mo is gone. —Robert Louis Stevenson, SWAPPED SUITS. I was riding slowly along on my tired sorrel nag after an all day's pall up the mountains of east Tennessee, not far from Jasper, and I was in the very rmidst of the forest primeval. Giant trees stretched their gnarled branches above my head and scattered their bril iliant leaves about me, weaving a carpet for my horse's feet more gorgeous than i kings have trod. Away off in the lonely Sequatchie I could see the sloping ridges and spreading spurs dovetailing into each other their crimson and yel low and purple till all faded alike into the distant blue as the mountains lost themselves in the misty east. No sound broke the stillness save now and then tho barking of a squirrel cracking nnts in the big chestnut trees or the late call of the wood bird for his mate. I was musing on the misbty works of God ! and the pitiful efforts of his unworthy !creatures as I rode along and wondering where I should take my supper, for I: was what might be called decently hun- ! gry and indecently thirsty. Suddenly a sharp turn in the trail ■ stuck my horse's nose almost into tho 'very face of a man who sat on a rock by na roadside, staiitg straight before i him. His head and chest were thrown forward, his chin had dropped below zero, his lank knees spread wide apart like the open jaws of a Louisiana alli gator and his hands hung limp at his sides. A suit of brown jeans, so new that they smelt of the walnut hark dye, clothed his thin stripe of manly form, and a shiTt collar of brae hickory turned down around a spare neck, to the very verge of whioh his fadoy, straw colored hair was plaster a steek as a ballroom floor with turkey fat. A more perfect picture of abject misery [ never saw be- | fore nor since, and I jerked my pony's ; head out of tho man's face and leaned forward in my saddle to look at him. "Got it bad?" I asked at last, when I the creaking of his stiff clothes and the , snort of his heavy breathing became i embarrassingly audible in the quietude id tho forest. "That's what I hey, stranger," he said, lifting his jaw, hut keeping his eyes fixed straight ahead. "Ketcled it in the neck au collar bone an chist, an the breas' bone, au the heart, an the stomick, an the lights, an the livers, an thebowils, au theyuther lower regions. Facks er the business is, I've got it fn'm the crown er my ole fool head to the soles er my big blamed foot. Got it all overt" "What gave it to you?" He sprang to his 7 feet of height with a yell that reverberated on the moun tain side, jumped about a yard from the ground, cracking bis heels together as be came down again. "What gin it to me, stranger?" be shouted when he had lit, "what gin it to me? Why, Nancy, ov course! "Who'd yon s'pose? Case why? Case er these her plague on clo'es what you see be fo' you, a-kiverin this flabbergasted ole hide er mine. Look at 'em, stranger. Look at 'em, fur Gawd's sake, frfr their een is nigh at han," and the fellow gy rated around among tbe dry leaves like a materialized whirlwind. "Clothes?" said I. "What's the mat tor with your clothes? That's as good a suit as I've seen this side of Pennsyl vania." "Stranger, you don't mean it?" he said softly, coming up close beside me and fetching a whack across my thigh that tingled all the way up my anat omy, creeping out at the end of my funny bone. "Sho' now, you don't mean it?" ! "Yes, I do, thongh, but what does Nancy say about it?" I answered. ! "Stranger," he said, leaning on my pony's neck and looking up at me con fidentially, "yon see it's thisser way. jMe an Nancy thar's been keepin com jp'ny nigh on to three years come the :18 day er vex' December, an things !had about got whar thar warn't nairy ornery cuss on the mountaing as dared to look at the groun she walked on. That's what! I'm some, stranger, whenst 'I gits riled, an the follows 'lowed 'twas my deal, an cl'ared the track. Woll, sech was matters toll tho 27 day ncr lias' Angus', whenst wo was comin home jf 'urn meetin down to the cove, me an jNancy. That day 1 axed an Nnncy spoke jthe word, an we fixed tbe time—this here very day, blame it—fur tbe knot to be tied, the knot which binds, but don't inebrate.'' I saw tbe fellow's jaw was beginning to qniver, and suddenly be clapped bis hands to his face and dropped back on I the stone. I thought he was going off into one of those staring trances perhaps, or worso, so I interposed gently: "Whero was the bitch?" "Right here, Jura it all,'' he shout ed, slapping his narrow pantaloons and flinging open his ample coat front. "These here clo'es, i tell you Mam made em fur me with her own ban's, too, that's w'lar it hurts 1 can't go back thar to the cabin au toll mam Nancy scirn-'d th»clq'f she made, could you now, stranger, ef yon was me? I've knowed mam longer'n I hey Nanoy, an (he hey stood by me though evil as ■well as though good report, in sick- Itiess an In health"—the fellow's eyes were getting set again. "O Lordy, wbatcher reckon make my ole fool mm keep rnnnin on that marridge cer'mony? As I aimed to tell you while ago, mam ehe made this here suit ont'n out, dyin an cardin an spinnin an weavin an cut- Mn an sewiu an all. She ripped up pap's weddin 6uit fnr a patron, which gran pap he'd mar'id in the same befo' him. An this hickory stripe shirt, she made It, too, an stranger, what's a fellow to do? I can't go home, s'help me Gawd, an tell the ole 'oman Nanoy scorned the she made fur me, but I don't . mm tellin you, seem you are handy an j seem kinder soft an harmless. "As I 'lowed the weddin was to oome off tonight, so I sot ready and went STAUNTON, VA., WEDNESDAY, APRIL 24,1895. i down early, aimin to do on nan an j 1 tbinktn I could bap Toun mebbe, i I fetcbin wood an drawin cider. I got thar soon arter dinner, an Nancy's little sis Ten, she seed me oomin an rnnned ;an tol the yuthers. An, by gum, whenst I shinned over tbe fence an started up the parth to the house, thai they all was big as life came to the do' to watch me. Thar was Nancy an her mam, an her dad, an Buck an Jeems an Marthy Ann an 'Randy Glbbs f'urn over at Jasper, what had come to stan up at the weddin, an that little blame ' Tennessee, an—Nancy! Lord, how they seem' to swell thar in the cabin do' as I fumbled up to tbe house though tbe dead leaves. Seem like thar was a plum army ov 'em thar—an Nancy!—an look like my legs tangled np same's a inter ferin horse, an my arms growed so long they fetched the gronn, au my feet so big the yearth couldn't hold : em. My, stranger, but I was hot whenst I did get to tbat cabin do', which it natohel ly seemed to be miles away. Well, whenst I did get thar, tbar was Nancy I " 'Thomas MoTair,' she said, pyeart like, steppin to the front, an 'Bandy Gibbs a-eggin her on f'um behin, 'Thomas McTair—pap his name is Thomas, an mam j'ined on the McTair for the bishop what uster be down to Nashville—'Thomas McTair,' says Nan cy, 'was you aimin to marry in them jeans garments?' she says. 'Them was . my intentions, says I, seem she had spoke so proper. 'Well, Mr. Lane,' she I np an answer, 'if them is yonr inten tions you'll git some yuther gal to mar ry you. If a man is too low down to git a par er sto' bought olo'es to marry j in, why the Lord have mercy on his I soul, fur I won't' Yes, sir, them was Nancy's very words war, an with that the do' slammed, an wfconst I looked np tbar warn't Nanoyl O Lord, O Lord!" "Stranger," he began again after a moment, eying my roug'i tweed suit, "did you mean them words you spoke I about this here dad blamed suit er I jeans? Did you now?" "Well, yes," I answered, "from my ' j standpoint, that is a first rate suit, j ' straight goods, all wool and a yard . j wide." "Thanky, stranger, thanky," said : ; Thomas McTair exuberantly, "blamed . ef I don't tell the ole lajy thera words ncr yonrn, but — see here, stranger, would you mm swoppiu?" "What? Suits?" 1 asked, smiling at the remembrance of the 12 inches of dif ference in our heights. "That's what," he said eagerly. "Yon see, it's thinner way. Thar's • I plenty time yit fo' the weddin was to 'a' I been, an ef yon air a mm to 'cuunm> i date me I kin get thar by Hie time the ! squire'll come, an, bless QsAvd, I'D .--it ! Nanoyl" "I am afraid your clothes won't fit | me," I said temporizingly. His face fell. "Looker here, -ran | ger," ho said, and there were t-ars in | i his eyes, "I'm a lot-iu tbe chance er i 1 Nancy! You don't know what that | ! means, case you've never sot eyes on ; that purty face er born, nnr seen her i walkin in tho mist ny a nioruin with . the dampness curiin that yeller hair uv ' ! hern, an—O Lord, stranger, ain't thar a gal somers as you'd die to git?" "Right yon are there, Thomas,"l j said dismounting. "You've bit the nail j on the head, and I'll tell you what I'll do for yon. Mam's cooked up a lot of good things, hasn't she, back at tbe • cabin, for you and Nancy to start honey- j mooning on?" "That's what," he answered. I "Well, shuck off, I'll lend you my suit till the wedding's over, provided you'll put me ou the trail to yonr cabin and give me supper and a bed. A fel- '■ low gets kinder played climbing moun- i tains." i "Stranger, you're a trump," cried Thomas, with effusion. "You're a man ever' inch uv you, an you're treatin me white. O Lord, jest to think, I'll git Nancy!" "I say, Thomas," said I, after we : had both disrobed, "you'll have to get tbat tnrkey grease out of your hair, or I am afraid my hat won't stay on your head. It will slip off, you know." "Right you air, stranger," he said, | eying my rough shock. "Mebbo a little stragglin outlook, as yon mought call it, would go better wit sto' clo'es. But j come down this way a piece." He picked up my bundle of clothes and his own big boots, whioh he bad been compelled to remove in order to skin his trousers over his feet, and led the way down the trail in his undii suit of unwashed Sea island. We came presently upon a little cove under overhanging ledges of rock, whenoe a spring bubbled, trailing its , way noisily down the mountain side. 1 Before I knew what he was about Thomas McTair had thrown himself forward on the palms of bis hands and ■ was standing fe«t uppermost over thy stream The ripples gargled through his long hair, washing the oil out upon the troubled waters. "Never wet a thread, did I?" he said by and by as he turued a somersault •nd'lauded on his feet. By this time 1 was comfortably bab '.ted in his hickory shirt aud brown jeans, with about a foot of trousers turned np in an English roll arotiaci my ankles. Thomas MeTVr's dressing proceeded moro slowly, converting him into a forked sight. My trousers struck him about the region of his calves and re fused to be coaxed any lower, bnt this | was a minor defect, as his cowhide boots nobly satisfied the deficiency. But up above there were no extenuating cir cumstances The button tab at rhe end of the shirt bosom struck bim amid seas and lopped over the top of the low cut vest The short sack coat failed to hide ; tbe strap and buckle of his trousers in the roar and showed a suspicious line of white round the waist places when he raised his arm. About three inches of Sea islaud undershirt formed a cuff pro truding beneath the coat sleeve. His wet hair stood out in little weepy wisps all over his head, bnt the biggest thing in sight was the smile that pervaded bis countenance. "Don't happen to bey a lookin glass about yon, do you, stranger?" he asked when his toilet was complete. "I do just," I said, reaching in my saddlebags for my traveling case, and the glow of satisfaction that shone in his face at sight of his comical reflection rewarded me for my pbilantbropio en deavors. "Stranger," he said tome by and by, as be held my band in his, "you hey been to me a frien in need wuth two in the bush, that's what. Now, s'long tell I see you agin. Yon foller the leadin er that thar trail th'ongh. the under brush, an fnst news you know you'll see tbe cabin in tbe cla'rin an mo'n likely mam er milkin tbe cow. She's survigrous lookin, mam is, but she's all right. You jest tell ber Thomas McTair sent I you, an your fort'in's made with mam. The jug sets behin tbe do. S'long; I'm loaded now fur Nans*," i watcneci mm swing nimseit aown ' with quick, free strides, and by and by turned my horse's head up through the underbrush. The sun war-just sinking to rest and hung like a red ball of fire beyond the murky mountaina I turned for a last look at him to find myself staring straight down tbe barrel of a rifle. "Didn't calk'late on this jest, did ye, stranger?" asked tbe old man at the end of the gun as he came out from the nnderbusb. He was a long, lean, lank, tough old customer, with determina tion written in box ear letters all over bis hard old face, and I began to feel n little shaky in my bones with tbat hun gry looking rifle filling up the space be tween us. "Well, I believe you are right, old nian," I began, circulating through all the gray matter of my brain to produce an appropriate answer. , "I 'lowed not, ye dad blasted valley : man, ye,'' tbe old man interrupted me. | "I could give ye the same as ye sont, j mebbe, with ole meat in tbe pot here, bnt sbootin's too good fnr ye. I guess yell keep handy enough, so ye'U 'com modate me by leadin the way up that trail thar whilst me an ole meat in tbe pot brings up the rear." "No nse talking over matters before \ we get up, is there, old fellow?" I asked, breathing easier at the chance of a res- ' , pite, at least, and finding that the trail was the one pointed out by Thom as McTair. I put two and two together and concluded that my captor was the father of my whilom friend, and that perhaps matters might not prove as dis astrous as they looked. A half hour's steady pull brought us to the olearing which Thomas MoTa'r ' had described, and, sure enough, mam was at the pen milking. The old man directed my way op to the rickety rail fence and called his wife to him, speak ing to her in husky whispers which I could not understand. By and by he i made me dismount and lead the way into the carina. "Onload, stranger," I he said, motioning me to a seat in the ' chimney corner by the fire. I gave him i my pistol and empty flask, which were . all I hud transferred from ray pockets ! to Thomas McTair's when we changed ; clothes Through tho open window I ; saw the old woman leading away my tired nag, and I hoped she would give , | him a good supper. Presently she came in. "Bets," said the old man, giving ber the rifle, "ye set thar by the table an keep the gnn p'inted plumb Ef the I skunk winks his eye onuecessary, why, let ber go, Gallagher. I'd like to koep | bim till the boys kiu soe tho fnn, bnt ( blaze away r f ho shows his teeth. I'll ; g'long down now." Beta wmo "i-nrvigrona" old woman, : aa Th* ff _ MrTair bad raid, and sbe gazed at me witb fire in her eye and her I finger on the trigger. I calculated upon I the chances of Thomas McTair'B prob ablereturn to the parental roof and con- ' clndod tbat, for the sake of my health and the welfare of humanity at large, it would be unwise to put off eating and drinking until that time. I looked tbe old lady straight in her fiery eye and said with the deliberation of a seed tick grabbing for keeps and in the .sanc timonious tone of a newly appointed circuit rider: "Madam, if I should by chance die of starvation before my friend Thomas McTair returns from the wedding, kind ly tell bim that it broke my heart to go without seeing him once mora in this life, and that I shall hope to meet bim in heaven." The old woman's hand shook, and I feared the trigger would fall, bnt it didn't, and I kept on. "Tell ; my friend Thomas McTair that I will , and bequeath to him and his heirs for ever my ping horse, my saddlebags and all that in them is, my six shooter and my empty flask, and this I do in return for the favor he showed me in so nobly exchanging this excellent and altogeth er lovely snit of brown jeans for my old garments, which moth and dust doth corrupt and thieves break throngh and t steal. Amen." | By this time the old woman was in tears. She laid the gnn on the table, grabbed a pumpkin pie from tbe shelf behind her with one hand and about a yard of fried smoked sausage links witb the other. "Stranger," she said, shaking a tear about the siw of a marrowfat pea from the end of her thin nose. "Stranger, j set to." She laid a plate upon the table as she spoke, flanked it with a bowl of apple sance, a corn pone and about two doz.n hard boiled eggs. "Tho cabin's yourn, stranger, '•' she said as I drew my chair to the board. "And the jng behind the door?" I in quired, t "An the jng behin the door, "she said, producing a fat brown dcriijohn and a cracked glass. By and I'y sho took tho gun, set it over in tbe corner with a lhump. "010 Tom Lane alius was a born'd fool," she said emphatically as she fished her enuffbox and brush from her pocket aud sat down to ruminate. I bad abunt clear ed up everything in sight and was feel ing wondenully comfortable inside, wben I heard a yell like a stray Co manche's, and old Lane burst in upon us. "Thank Gawd," ho said, grabbing my hand and almost crushing it in his own. "Thank Gawd, ye air 'live au kick-in. Blamed ef I didn't think ye'd killed my son Thotna. McTair fur tho clothes on his back, blarst my ole fool J hide." Thomas McTair came in soon after— ' and Nancy. "By gum, stranger," said the big fel low, "but you missed a close call f'nra the old man's gu n s didn't you? But it's all right now. You're safe, an I've got Nancy." Thomas McTair stuck to his bargain of giving me a comfortable bed, and I staid with them until the sun was high in the heavens next day. My empty flask was filled and in its rigbt place when we changed clothes again. "You've been a gawdsen to me, stranger," he said at parting, "fur yon got me Nancy." The distant tree tops blazed in the glory of the noonday sun as I turned from the little trail into the rocky mountain road; the gray squirrels warmed themselves amid the branches overhead, rattling down chestnut hulls upon tho fallen leaves, and away back in tbe underbrush I heard the high pitohed, happy voice of Thomas MoTair, "Oh, git along, git along, git along, Nancy, way down in Rockingham."— Lavinia H. Egan in Philadelphia Times. a . Scotland. Scotland was named from the Scoti, a tribe which had its birth in north Ire land. It was called by tbe natives Cale donia, "the little country of the Gaels," Gael properly signifying "a hidden rover. " The Picts, who inhabited tho lowlands of Scotland, were "painted men." SWEARING IN RECRUITS. How Simply It Is Done Here and How Impressively In Germany. "The nun -rent at ions manner in whioh our nations; affairs are administrated is well illustrated by the striking con trast between the ceremony of swearing in recruits in our army and the same ceremony iv Germany," remarked an officer who is stationed at Fort Wayne. "Here the recruit, after expressing his | desire to serve Uncle Sam, is ushered | into the room, a bare, dingy, rented apartment, whioh serves as office for the enlisting officer of the army, and then and there is called upon to repeat after the said officer the following oath, its solemn import marked by the cur sory upward tendency of the irrespec tive right hand: 'I do solemnly swear that I will bear true faith aud alle giance to the United States of America, ; and that I will serve them honestly and . | faithfully against all their enemies j whomsoever, and that I will obey tbe orders of the president of tbe United States and the orders of the officers ap pointed over me, according to the rules and articles of war. So help me God.' Signature to this oath makes bim, with j out more ado, a full fledged soldier. "How different is the following cere ; mony used in binding Germany's sol -1 diers to their kaiser: The young con script is conducted to the church of the parish in which he enlists, where he is flrst addressed by the pastor on the sa cred character and great import of the oath he is about to take; then, the flag of his country and that of his battalion i being placed on the altar, the embryo ; soldier is required to place his left hand ' on these flat's, and raising his right to repeat the following oath: 'I swear be- j fore God, who is all powerful, and who I knows all, that I will serve loyally and j faithfully my very graciors sovereign ! under all circumstances. Ou land and | eea,?n peace and in war. and in all places j I swear to seek only his good and to do everything to prevent injury to him I swear to observe strictly the articles of j war which have ju.st been read to me. i I swear to obey all orders and lonoadTjot i myself as every courageous, honest, col- , dier ought to do, dolighting in fulfilling the duties that honor imposes upon ma As surely as God will aid me in gaining . eternity through Jesus Christ. Amen P "Is it not a serious question whether our simplicity in the administration of a sacred oath does not defeat its very purpose? Wo in this free born American repnblio aro justly proud of our sim i pie, unostentatious ways, marked by | want of useless ceremony, and we, by { our example, daily administer rebuke : to the old world of the vanity of its j ways, but let us not carry this feeling ' too far. Human nature here, as else where, is impressionable, and if an ob ligation is rendered more binding by impressiveness we should not hesitate to employ its necessary accompaniments ' even to the 'fuss and feathers' employed by our elders in tbe sisterhood of na tions, i "Tbe average American, unversed in ylrlotlc lore, woefully igDoraut of pa- j triotio symbols, is constantly accused of j want of devotion to his country, of too great individualism, too littlo national ism. Let us hope that this is not so; that our patriotism but lies dormant, awaiting tbo occasion which will call it into play and make its existent strength j emphatically evident to tho world "In tho meantime let the soldier swear by his country's beautiful em blem. Furthermore, let the stars and stripes be displayed more often and with more revorence beforo the people .it large. Nothing will contribute further to arouse our heterogeneous population, our too larr»o disorderly element, 'the product of sordid, selfish individualism, to a realization of other more worthy in terests; of a duty paramount to all olh j ers, yet so generally lost sight of, to a country that exists, to a flag tbat waves, on this side of the ocean."—Detroit Free Press. Napoleon's Great Tictorles In Italy. Within 11 days the Austrians and Sardinians were separated, tbe latter defeated and forced to sign an armistice. After a rest of two days a fortnight saw him victorious in Lombardy and enter ing Milan as a conqueror. Two weeks elapsed, and again ho set forth to reduce to his sway in less than a month the most of central Italy. Against an ene i my now desperate and at bay, his oper ations fell into fonr divisions, each re sulting in an advance—the first, of 9 days, against Wurmser and Quasdano wich; a second, of 10 days, against Wurmser; a third, of 12 days, against Alvinczy, and a fourth, of ,10 days, un til he Mantua and opened the mountain pas?& to his army. Within 15 days after opening hostil ities against the pope he forced bim to sign tho treaty of Toleutino, and with in 36 days of their setting foot on tbe road from Mantua to Vienna the French wero at Leoben, distant only (iO miles from tho Austrian capital, and dictat ing terms to tho empire. Iv the year between March 27, 1796, and April 7, 1797, Bonaparte humbled the most haughty dynasty in Europe, toppled the central European state system and in itiated tbe process which has given a predominance apparently final to Prus sia, then considered bnt as a parvenu. —Professor Sloane's 'Life of Napoleon" in Century. He Shaved Himself, "I heard a good barber story the oth | er day," said a man in the hotel rotun [ da, "and for genuine sarcasm I believe ; it carries off tho palm. It may be an old one at that, but if it is it's worth re peating. It appears that a oertain bar ber was trying to describe a certain man to a customer in his chair. He thought the oustomer ought to know him, as be bad lived here a long time and had often sat on platforms at publio meet ings with other vice presidents. " 'He is a tall, thin man, with dark hair,' said the barber. " 'Has he a smooth face?' asked the ; oust om or. "'No,' said the barber, 'he shaves ■ _f— '•-.: . taster O^o.n A youth who is yet classed as a small boy, in whose family there is a physician, came home recently from a visit to tbe M. D. and seemed to be full of knowl edge. "I am not going to playgames with kissing," he announced to his own family. "No more kissing games for me." He was pressed for a reason. "Well," he responded, with the air ol a child having just made an important discovery, "there is so much disease going around, and most of it is caught by kissing, and who knows what the girls may have?"— Washington Post * The Anglo-Saxons called New Year't tbe Wolf-monat because the wolves wen more ravenous then than at other times, end the Scandinavians also called it Aefter-Vule. In old illuminated missal, and calendars January is depicted af an old man, carrying a woodman's as and a bunch of fagots, shivering and blowing upoa his fingers,—Exchange. [ MAKING GEOGKAPHY, i A SUPPOSED PRE-COLUMBIAN DIS COVERY OF AMERICA. An "Authentic Island" and the Ingenious Deductions Made From Its Supposed Lo cation—Mr. Oldham and Other Eminent Geographers on the Question. i The Geographical Journal contains an important paper by Mr. Oldham on a supposed pre-Colnmbiau discovery of Amerioa by the Portuguese. The evi dence on which the Qeime o mariner is to be displaced from the position which he has held for more than 400 years ap pears, says tho London Standard, some what slender. It consists of an inscrip tion on a manuscript map executed iv London during the year 1448 hy Andrea Bianco, a famous Venetian cartogra pher. On this document, now one of tbe most valued treasures of tbo Ambroeian • library in Milan, it is recorded tbat in 1447 an "ixola otintcha, " an authentic island, bad been discovered 1,500 miles to the west, which is portrayed in tbe . shape of a long stretch of coast line ' southwest from Cape Verde. The only land in such a position is South America. Mr. Oldham therefore concludes that, ns actually happened to Cabral in 1500, a Portuguese ship—and Biauco's map ; was intended to illustrate the latest j Portuguese exploration—might have ! been driven on the South American coast. Ingenious though this informa i tion undoubtedly is, tbe opinions of Mr. \ Markham and other eminent geogra : pbers, appended to Mr. Oldham's pa ; per, are for the most part rather against i the conclusions at which be arrives. More than likely the "authentic is l land" was one of the group discovered ' to the weft of Cape Verde, or else some ! mythical country, such a3 "Antilia," ; which so long ocenpiod the position of tho Azores. St. Brandan's island was I one of those fabulous seagirt :-pots ! which, ages after the world had ceased ' to beliove in the fabled Atlantis, were ' fondly imagined to exist far out iv the Atlantic. Tbe Irish saint is supposed to have reached it in the year 565. just as Robert O'Machin and his ladylove inadvertently discovered Madeira suo years later. But as exploration proceed ed, and no St. Brandan's isle could be found, the trustful cartographer, un willing to dispenso with so useful a piece of territory, shifted it farther and farther into the byways of the ocean, until, on Sanson's map of 1669, an is land of tbat name is placed to the west of Madagascar. The silenoe of tbe Por tuguese regarding their suggested pri ority in the discovery of America is a strong presumption that they knew nothing about the "authentic island " They were so angry at being anticipated by Columbus tbat they would certainly have' put in a olaim, if they had beard of it, to the voyage of tbe nameless ' mariner. The early navigators were f persistent in holding almost every new : land they discovered to bo an island. It is just possiblo, though not very i probable, that such an island existed and has now disappeared below the surface. In the course of the last 400 or 500 years earthquakes, volcanic dis turbances and tie slow secular depres sion of the sea bottom have been stead ily at work. On the soa charts of I>£ centuries ago various islets aro marked which further search has failed to dis cover. Besides the Atlantis, so long be lieved in, tho old "sunken land of Buss," west of Rockall, that lonely rock in the Atlantic, is by many believ ed to have been founded on something moro substantial than myth, while geo logical opinion seems a?ain to be stiff ening in favor of the onco discarded "Miocene Atlantis. " But apart from these hypothetical pluoes, or others ad mittedly fabulous, very recent charts note Atlantio isles whioh the surveyor has long ago set down as fiction. Where, for instance, is St. Matthew's island, which Garcia de Loyasa report ed in 1525, if it was not really tbe isle of Anncbon, in the gulf of Guinea? Santa Cruz, which in sixteenth century charts is placed about two leagues west of St Matthew's, Ascensao or the False Trinidad and Santa Maria d'Agosto are equally chimerical, unless they can be merged into actual spots or have perished since their discoverey. All over tbe Atlantio rocks jnst rising above the surface had a place on the charts of a century ago. For instance, between St. Helena and Cape Negro, the "African Pilot" of 1799 places "St. Helena Nova" as "doubtful," and between the bay of Biscay and Newfoundland, the "isle of Mayda," the Devil's Rocks and the Oroen island. Bnt of all of these j spots in mid-Atlantic, St. Paul's rocks, or tbo Penedo of St. Pedro, arc about I tbe only ones which have survived the ; animagißfttive cartography of the pres ent day. Wo hear nothing of the others. Where are they? Did they ever exist? The At lantic is r-o much traversed and retra • versed every year that it is scarcely possible for any spot to be overlooked. Indeed new islets are no longer among the annual discoveries of seamen in the Pacific, though now and then we hear of submarine voloonoes throwing up cinder heaps. We are therefore justified in speculating whether the forces of na ture may not perhaps havo saved the credit of the old navigators by occasion ally submerging an islet in the Atlantic. Slaughtered the Hoc. The Pittsburg Dispatoh tells how a "railroad bog" was punished the other day. He had piled the spaoe next to bim in a oar seat with his bundles, and wben a gentleman asked him if any one was to occupy it he replied that tbe bundles belonged to a man who was temporarily in the smoking car. "All | right," said tho gentleman, "I will sit in the seat till he comes," and be pro ceeded to remove tho bundles. Pretty i soon the owner of the bundles arrived at his destination and he started to gathei up his effects. Bnt the gentleman at once put a veto on this, with tho re mark: "You can't take these bundles. You yourself paid they belonged to a man in the smoker." Tho fellow got mad aud abusive, but the gentleman was inexorable. Finally tbo conductor was called in, who delivered bis dictum as follows: "If tbe bundles aro not claimed by any one on tbe train, then, by coming around to the dopot tomorrow and identifying them satisfactorily we will give them , to you. " The man's face was as red as fire with rage, aud ho shook like gela tin, but be could do nothing, so, amid tbe laughter of the passengers, he rush ed ont of tbe car to jump off just as tbe train was pulling out from the station. And he meekly came around to the de pot for his bundles the next day, bat swore revenge upon the man who play ed snch a practical joke upon bim. I Staunton Spectator. RATES OF ADVERTISING. Advertisements are inserted at the rates ot. Hit ceuts per line, for the flrst. and 61 cents foTeacb subsequent Insertion. Local Notices are inserted at the rate of 20 cents per line for the flrst, and 10 cents for each subsequent insertion. «?2i,£'2! Notices are inserted at the rate of = SoSntlSJemon™* aDd " CeDtß r ° r ""* "^ for a «?5? l iS^Sl Wm * m * <leon *" Obituaries, Announcements of Candidates £° «25£?' a J* d ? u communications of a persona i^ver^mente. ar ' Ct< ' r ' WIU 5 cUmfeea lor *"* NO. 33. .—-■-—»•—-a , k I „ THE SEAT \ /* I of Sick Headache is in Y,i I the stomach and tha .V.'f.*- bowels. Dr. Pierces * ! .-• \«, • Pleasant Pellets cure it *>gfc.««r?J3 perfectly. They regu i li^ T ''Q*k)n-{~ ' aU tne stomach and ■ ' '■ bow t 'ls-:nildly, genUv, ~ i lil.' naturally. II I ' 111 With these tiny Pel- I' I II I I letti - the smallest made and the pleasantest to i take, there's a peculiar mmmmmmu Jf strengthening and tonic 41— ,i» < elTect on tho lining membranes of the in testines, so that their help lasts. 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First Presbyterian Church, on Frederick By between New and Market streets, services 11 a. m. and Bp. m. Pastor, Rev. A. M. Fraser Second Presbyterian church corner Freder ick and Lewis streets. Services at 11 a. m and 8. Pastor. Rev. Wm. Cummlng. Emmanuel Episcopal Church, worship at Y. M. C. A. Hall. Services at 11 a. m., and Bp. m. Hector, Rev. R. C. Jett. Trinity Episcopal church. Mam street, be tween Lewis aud Church streets. Services at 11 a. ni., and Bp. m. Rector, P.ev. W. Q. Hul llhen United Brethren church, Lewis street, be tween Main aud Johnson streets. Services at 11 a. m and Bp. m. Pastor, Rev. J. D Don ovan. Methodist church, Lewis street, between Main and Frederick streets. Services at 11 m. and Bp. m. Pastor, Rev. J. H. Boyd, D. D Christ Evangelical Lutheran church. Lew- Is street, between Main and Frederick - treetc Services at 11 a. m. and 8 p. m. Pastor Rev H. F. Shealy. BaptUt church, cornel Main and Washing ton streets. Services at 11 a. m. and 8 p. m Pastor, Rev. W. J E. Cox. St. Francis Roman Catholic, North August* street. Mass at 7 and 10.30 a. ra. Vespers and benediction of Most Blessed Sacrament »t p. m. Pastor, Rev. Father McVerry. Young .Men's Christian Association, corner Main and Water streets. Services at 4 p. m. Sunda . O.RETORY OF LODC ES. MASONIC LODGE. Staunton Lodge No. 13, A. F. and A. M., meets every second and last Friday night in eat* month, In Masonic Temple, Main street. Jas M. Llckliter.W. M: B. A. Eskridge. Secy. UNION ROYAL ARCH CHAPTER. No. 2, meets third Friday in every month, in Masonic 1 emple. on Main street. W. w. Mc Guffln, High Priest: A. A. Eskridge, Secy. ODD FELLOWS' LODGE." Staunton Lodge, No. m\ I. o. O. F. meets cv cry Thursday night in Odd Fellows' Hail, ovel Wayt's drug store, ou Main .street. John C FretweU Noble Grand: (.'. A. Crafton, Sec' KNIGHTS OF HONOB ODGE. Staunton Lodf c No. 766, of Honor meets every first t~l third Tuesday to each month, In Pythian HaU, Mam street. W. L. Olivier. Dictator; W. A. Burnett, Recorder. MOUNTAIN CITY LODGE. No. U6, I. O. O. T.. meets every Friday night In their lodge room over Wayt's drug store on Main street. A. S. Woodhouse, Chief Temp!,. F. B. Kennedy, Secy. DISTRICT LODGE. No. 22,1. O. G. T.. meets every three months %m*\*7m**%?mv* * *'' * lt -**"***i ROYAL ARCANCM. Augusta Council. No. 4HO, Royal Arcanum M>eets every second aDd fourth Tuesday m the month, at I">Milan Hall. Main street. W W Cohertson, Regent: Joa. U. Woodward, Sec i alary, SONS OF TEMPERANCE Charity Division, M. A., Sons of Temperance meets every Monday night at Odd Fellows all. W. A. Kapp, Worthy Patriarch; John B. Coftelt, Secy. UNIFORMED RANK, KNiGHTS OF PYTHIAS. E. B. Sluait Division, No. 16-, meets second and fourth Mondays euchmontu at Pythian T 'T Sir Knig' li. Berkley ■ S Miignt Kecoraer/S. MHkoseniiaum.# * KNIGH*. OF PYTHIAS. Valley Lodge, No. 18, K. of P., meets Monday night at Castle Hall, on West street, over Dr. Wayt's drug store. C. T. Ham mond, Chancellor Commander; Albes Keeper of Records and Seal. KNIGHT TEMPLARS. Staunton Commandery, No. 8, Knights Tem plar, meets first Friday night in every month In Masonic Temple, on Main street. W. B. McChesney, Eminent Commander; A. A. E k rtdge, Recorder. ONKIDA TRIBE, NO. 88.1. 0. B. M., Meets in their wigwam, in Valz Building every Wednesday at 7th run 30th breath setting of the sun. 8. S. Peterson, sachen- James W. Blackburn, chief of records, t visiting brothers welcome. AMERICAN LEGION OF HONOR. Valley Council No. 73G meets on the first and third Mondays In each month. Commande- A. S. Woodhouse; secretary, Dr. J. M. Hange collector, Isaac C. Morton, Jr. CATHOLIC HIBERNIAN BENIFICAI snrtETV *fr»nr.s *.»-«» Q»w,s , ... ..,-„,„ „ ~ , -.-.I ~,i in,. 11,, hit. lot. M. T. ft p rwl i«r.r- .1. .1. K11..-1. n M ra , ~,,.„ nr*»rMrt»: .1 I •"...lIV 5W ,,,n,l Hi... . ... .;.,.,.. , ~.,.„, "STOHI R Rand meets pvh-- mrmamy =nl -ri.iiradsv ■trchestra. ever'- »ti«p m | n rity Kail. Mr. .T >f Prerrton.' director, T. *.. Armeitroiu prp-i"r.„r, «,,,„ 0 Har ry TTatnes. spr»r*'tarv rr.VTRM. PROHIBITION CLUB, r t on inursda, nltrht of each week. In the .'torn, uw I.o*l, Main strtwt. .fas W. nnd >. vci u» President; Preston A. Ross, Sect 1 CHAMBER OF COMMEKCK. Monthly meetings. Fourth Tuesday in the month at 7:30 o'clock. Ru- nn In City Hall build jag ju: .Vitj, .iresid t, J.C.dmelds. seer ■ry.