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MAN of Julius Sturm.
Be calm in God, who in him rests,
Has ever peace serene,
Fulfills his nature's high behests,
Amid this earthly scene.
Be calm in faith ; oh, reason not,
Where reason is not right ;
Illume thy humble earthlv lot
By heaven-descending light.
Becalm in love ; be like the dew,
Which full iu cvenintr hours.
And sparkles thanks to Heaven's blue,
hen morning wakes the flowers.
Be calm in business ; do not seek
- For wealth or honor's meed ;
Who breaks his bread in paticuce meek,
By God is blest indeed.
Be calm in p.iin ; and " as God will"
Ltt thou thy motto be,
Beneath his heavy blows hold still,
They stamp his form on thee.
Be calm in God : who in Him rests,
Has ever pence serene,
No night or trouble liim molests.
Amid this earthly scene.
The massive gates of circumstance
Are turned upon ihe smallest hinge.
And thus some seeming petty chance
Oft gives our life its after tinge.
' The trifles of our dsply lives,
The common things scarce worth rocall,
Whereof no visible trace survives,
These are the mainsprings, after all.
THE REBEL SPY.
The other day I met a friond who was
formerly cue of the Bed Devils. During
the conversation which ensued ha asked mo
whether I remembered Bill , who de
serted the regiment at Fortress Monroe.
" A slender, dark eyed young fellow, was
he not ?"
44 The same," replied my friend. " We
became chums from the first moment we
met at Fort Schuyler j and if you will give
mc your attention a few moments you shall
hour how he came to desert the regiment,
and 8 few other facts that will surprise you."
By nil means," said I, " let me hear the
" Well," began my friend, " one day we
were sitting in the shadow of a pine tree
near our encampment at Fortress Monroe,
wlftn my chum commenced to speak of a
beautiful girl in the valley of Hampton,
whom he was in the habit of visiting occa
sionally. " She is a beauty he exclaimed, enthu
siastically ; 'and Jack he added, laying
his hand upon my arm, ' you shall go with
me to see her.'
11 At first I objected, pleading as an ex
cuse, the modesty and bashfulness I always
iperienced in the presence of the fair sex.
" Uut she isn't fair said he, 'she is a
- When do you think of going V I
" ' But we will have to run the guard.'
" That's nothing answered Bill, we
can easily manage that.'
" So at length I promised my chum that
I would accompany him to the village of
Hampton to sec the beautiful quadron.
4When night came, and wo started on
our nocturnal expedition, we had no diffi
culty in passing our line of sentinels; for
by some means or other Bill had succeeded
in obtaining the countersign.
" This task accomplished, we now made
our tray to the river beach, and after we
bad walked a shordistance, my chum pass
cd near a rock that jutted over the water,
and showed ne a small skiff moored be
neath its shadow. Wo were soon seated in
the skiff, which flew swiftly over the waves
before the vigorous strokes of our paddies.
In a few moments we reached the place of
our destination a small, dilapidated build
ing which stood a few yards back from the
spot where we landed. There was a small
archway beneath the house,which evidently
,lead into the cellar, and it was to that quar
ter that the steps of my chum were direct
ed. Passing through the archway, we
found .ourselves in total darkness ; but Bill
shouted4 ' Come on !' and so I followed,
although I stumbled several tines against
some-empty casks, -and once came very
nearly being- precipitated over a barrel.
' It's all right !' shouted Bill. Come
on !' What the deuce tempted you to
seek an entrance this way V I inquired.
' There is a good stoop on the outside of
the house, for I saw it
" ' It's the shortest route answered my
chum. ' Here we are here are the cellar
steps he continued, catching me by the
arm, pulling me towards him. We were
soon at the top of the steps, when Bill
knocked at a door in front of us. A musi
cal voice said ( Come in !' and we entered a
small, neatly furnished room, in which were
seated an old negress and my friend's quad
roon. "The latter was a beautiful crenture,
with long black hair that descended below
her waist, and eyes as dark and soft as a
summer midnight. She seamed very glad
to see us Bill in particular, around whose
neck she threw her arms, kissing him with
all the warmth and favor of her Southern
nature, while be was not at all backward in
returning the compliment. The old negress
rose aud left the room ; and I was just
coming to the conclusion that it would be
n good plan for me to do the same, when
the unmistakeble tramp of horses' hoofs
approaching at a gallop saluted my ears and
drew me to the window. Looking out into
the night, I caught sight of a number ot
grey uniformed horsemen coming toward
the house at a pace which must bring them
to the door in a very few moments.
" The moon, which bad hitherto been ob
scured by clouds, was shining brightly,
revealing every outline of the approacbiug
figures. They were rebel cavalrymen.
'' ' Bill 1 exclaimed, ' come here 1'
" There was no answer, and without
turning around I again called his name.
" Still there was no reply.
. " I shouted his name aloud, but there
was no response. At this moment a gust
of wind swept through a broken pane of
glass and blew out the candle, leaving me
in total darkness.
Again I stepped to the window and look
ed out. The horsemen had halted a few
yards from the houso, and were dismount
ing. Presently I saw three of them ad
vance to the stoop, and heard the clattering
of their sabres and the noise of their heavy
boots as they ascended tho steps. I could
also hear Borne of them coming up from the
cellar ; so thcro was now left to me but one
way of retreat from the apartment, the
same by which tho old negress had made
her exit. As I passed through the door
way, I stumbled against the bottom of a
staircase. This I immediately commenced
to ascend as noiselessly and as swiftly as
possible. Arriving at the top, I discovered
a door, which I pushed open without cere
mony, and found-myself in a small apart
ment half lighted by the rays of a lamp
which streamed into it from another room
conncctod with this one by a door, which
had been left open. The murmur of voices,
coming from the other apartment, fell upon
my ear. I looked through the open door
way, and beheld a sight which surprised
me. Seated upon a sofa at one end of the
room were three figures. One was my
ohum Bill , with his arm around the
waist of the quadroon, and her head upon
his shoulder ; while the other was a tall
figure iu tho uniform of a rebel lieutenant
" ' So Magruder doesn't want the village
burnt yet ?' remarked Bill, as he stroked
bis whiskers. ' There's an excellent op
portunity to do it, if he does; for the
pickets aro very small around Hampton at
" c I know that, Captain answered the
lieutenant, ' but Magruder will wait until
he sees how long the d d Yankees are go
ing to stay. If he sees a prospect of their
going into winter quarters here, you may
depend upon it he II burn the town.'
" ' I shall keep my eyes about me said
Bill, ' and report matters as usual.'
" But when are you going to rejoin us,
Captain V inquired the rebel.
" ' As soon as Magruder thinks fit an
swered Bill, ' though to tell tho truth I am
about tired of playing the spy. It was a
deuced good thing of his my going to
New York and enlisting in the Fifth Zouaves
ha ! ha ! ha ! Captain S , of the
rebel service, a Bed Devil
" At that moment Bill happened to turn
his eyes towards the door. Our eves met
and he sprang to the door with an exclama
tion. At the same time the lieutenant rose
and drew his sword.
You have overheard us V said Bill.
" Ay, traitor, every word I answered.
" ' I might have foreseen this said Bill,
in a tone of chagrin, ' but that whisky of
yours, lie aaaea, turning to iuu uumeuaui,
' made me careless.
" He shall not leave this house alive
exclaimed the lieutenant, drawing his pistol
from his belt and pointing it at my bead.
" But I had picked up a chair as he drew
forth his weapon, and now with the quick
ness of lightning I hurled it at his face.
The pistol was discharged, but the contents
whistled harmlessly over my head. I dart
ed from the room down stairs, and nerving
myself for a desperate -venture, I dashed
across the apartment below, in the direction
of the cellar stairs. The room was filled
with rebel cavalrymen, but my sudden ap
pearance so astounded them that they Bade
o attempt to arrest my progress. By the
time I had reached the cellar, however,
they had recovered from their surprise, and
as I sped onward I heard the report of two
or three carbines behind me, -followed by
the whiz of bullets as they flow past my
ears. The next moment I had passed
through the archway and into the open air,
and with two or three bounds reached the
skiff. Uufortuoately by tho ebbing of the
tide, it was now high and dry upon the
beach. I seized the stern with both hands,
and by a great effort of strength succeeded
in launching it. But the time occupied in
this manoeuver enabled the foremost of my
pursuer to gain upon me. With his piece
clubbed and elevated on high to deal me a
powerful blow, ho came on. But while he
was yet a few yards distant I stooped and
quickly unfastened the ropo of the skiff
from the stone to which it was tied. Lilt
ing the heavy piece of rack, I suddenly
rose upright and hurled it with all my force
against the bead of my pursuer.
" It struck him on the temple, and he
dropped to the beach like a log.
"The skiff was now drifting away from
me j but I darted into the water, and being
an excellent swimmer, soon succeeded in
reaching it. I clambered into it, and then
looked toward the beach. Cavalrymen
were drawu up in Hue, with their pieces
pointed towards me.
" Fire I' exclaimed a voice, which I rec
ognized as that of the lieutenant.
" The sharp report of the carbines rang
out upon the air, I dropped quickly to the
bottom of the skiff, and the storm of lead
passed over me and flew hissing into the
" I now sprang to my feet, and with a
shout of defiance seized the only oar the
boat contained, and adopting the sculling
process, sent the light vessel shooting thro'
the water like a rocket. Assisted by the
tide, the skiff flew over the waters so rap
idly that before the men could reload I was
out of range.
" Half au hour afterward I arrived safe
ly in camp, and was just in time to take my
place in the ranks, for, having heard the
firing, and supposing that our picket was
attacked, the officers had ordered the men
under arms. A message from the front,
however, must soon have convinced them
that this was not the case ; and the men
were allowed to ' break ranks ' and disperse
to their quarters.
" Well, Com," continued my friend,
,(this isn't the end of the matter; fori
saw Bill ut the battle of Big Bethel. You
probably remember that during the fight, a
troop of rebel cavalry attempted to make a
dash upon us, but were driven back ?"
I answered in' llToaffirmativc, and my
" At tho head of that rode Bill, or more
properly speaking, the rebel captain. I
saw him as plainly as 1 now sec you. Bur
it was only for an instant. He tumbled
from his horse the next moment, with his
head torn ftom his shoulders by a shot from
one of our brass pieces. At bis side rode
a rebel, who upon seeing the captain fall,
drew a pistol, aimed at his own heart, and
fired. The horse becoming unmanageable,
galloped into our lines, dragging the rebel
after him, the foot of the dead soldier hav
ing become entangled in the stirrups as he
fell. As tho steed dashed wildly about the
field the rebel's foot became disengaged
from the stirrup, and he fell to the earth a
few yards from where I was standing. His
jacket bad becomo disarranged and torn
around his breast, revealing to ray astonish
ed gaze the beautiful but blood-stained
bosom of a female. I advanced and looked
down upon the corpse, closely scrutinizing
the features. The face was familiar. Once
seen it could never be forgotten. It was
the face of the captain's mistress, the love
The llev. Solomon Stoddard, of North
ampton, the ancestor of all the Stoddards
and a troop they are of worthy sons of a
worth' sire had a black boy in his employ
who was. like most of black boys, full of
fun and mischief, and up to a joke, no
matter at whose expense. He went with
the parson's horse every morning to drive
the cows to pasture. It was on a piece of
table land some little distance from the
village ; and here, out of sight, the neigh
bor's boys were wont to meet him, and
" race horses " on Sunday morning. Par
son Stoddard heard of it and resolved to
catch them at it, and put an eud to the
sport. Next Sunday morning he told Bill
he would ride the mare to pasture with the
cows, and he (Bill) might stay at home.
Bill knew what was in the wind, and taking
a short cut across the lots, was np in the
pasture away ahead of the parson. The
boys were there with their horses, only
waiting for Bill and his master's mare.
He told the boys to be ready and as the
old gentleman arrived to give the word
" Go !" Bill hid himself at the other end
of the field, where the race always ended.
The parson came jogging along up, and the
boys sat demurely on their steeds, as if
waiting for " service to begin." But as the
good old man rode into line, they cried,
" Go !" and away went the mare with the
reverend rider sticking fast, like John
Gilpin, but there was no stop to her or to
bin. Awayi ahead of all the rest, he went
like the wind j and at the other end of the
field, Bill jumped up from under the fenced
and sung out,
14 1 know'd you'd beat, nana I I knowd
you'd beat, mass !"
jy So far the gender of a ship has been
feminine, but how can you call a male clad
ram a she.
SEWARD'S SPEECH AT GETTYSBUBtf.
On the night preceding the dedication of
the National Cemetery at Gettysburg, .Pres
ident Lincoln and Secretary Seward were
serenaded. The following is the response
of the latter, which the correspondent of
ihe Republican described as so radical as to
make Mongomery Blair shake in his boots:
Fellow Citizens I am now sixty years
old and upwards ; I have been iu public
life practically forty years of that time, and
yet this is the first time that ever any peo
ple or community so near to the border of
Marylaud was found willing to listen to my
voice ; and the reason was that I said forty
years ago that slavery was opening before
this people a graveyard that was to be
filled with brothers fulling in mutual pclit
ical combat, I knew that the cause that
was hurrying the Union into this dreadful
strife was slavery, and when 1 did elevate
my voice it was to warn tho people to
remove that cause when they could by con
stitutional means, and so avert the catas
trophe of civil war that now unhappily has
fallen upon the nation, deluging it in blood.
That crisis came, aud we sec the result. I
am thankful that you are williug to hear
mc at last. I thank my God that I believe
this strife is going to eud in the removal of
that evil which ought to have been removed
by peaceful means and deliberate councils.
I thauk my God for the hope that this is
the last fratricidal war which will fall upon
the country a country vouchsafed by
Heaven the richest, the broadest, most
beautiful, most magnificent and capacious
ever yet bestowed upon a people, that has
ever been given to any part of the humau
race. And I thank God for the hope that
when that cause is removed, simply by the
operation of abolishing it, as the origin of
the great treason that is without justifica
tion and without parallel, we shall thence
forth be united, be only one country, hav
ing only one hope, one ambition and one
destiuy. Then we shall know that we are
not onemies, but that we are friends and
brothers, that this Union is a reality, and
wo shall mourn together for the evil
wrought by this rebellion. We are now
near the graves of the misguided, whom we
have consigned to their last resting place
with pity for their errors and with the same
heartfull of grief with which we mourn
over the brother by whose hand, raised in
defonce of his Government, that misguided
brother perished. Whcu we part to-morrow
night, let us remember that we owo it to
our country and to mankind that this war
shall have for its conclusion the establish
ing of the principle of Democratic govern
ment tho simplo principle that, whatever
party, whatever portion of the Uuion, pre
vnils by constitutional suffrage in an elec
tion, that party is to be respected and main
tained in power until it thall give place, on
another trial and another verdict, to a dif
ferent portion of the people. If you do not
do that, you are drifting at once and irre
sistibly to the very verge of the destruction
of your government. But with that prin
ciple this Government of ours the freest,
the best, the wisest and the happiest in the
world must be, and so far as we are con
cerned, practically will be, immortal.
The Nebraska City Press says : "" A
business man of this city called at our
office and looked over the advertising col
umns of two St. Joseph daily papers for
'he advertisement of a certain business
firm in St.Joseph, but could not find it.
His object was to ascertain the name of the
firm for the purpose of transacting some
important business with it, which, as he
remarked, would pay said firm at least one
thousand dollars. He failed to get the
name, and applied to a Chicago house.
This is but a single instance, while many
are occurring daily. Business men in St.
Joseph, or elsewhere, who do not advertise
their business, ought to lose the trade,
while the liberal will receive it."
The above is only one instance in hun
dreds where business men lose trade. Had
the firm the gentleman wished to find, bad
their card iu, which would not have cost
more than 830 a year, they would have
to-day been 970 better off. To show the
necessity of constant advertising, we will
relate an incident which came under our
own observation. A gentloman in one of
the most flourishing county towns in Ohio,
had been doing business on the same street
for over thirty years, and not a half a dozen
numbers of the paper, during the time
failed to contain his business card, until
there happened to be a 'run' of new adver
tisements, when the editor left his out for
a month or two. The gentleman came in
one day, somewhat excited, and wished to
know why his advertisement was left out.
The reason was given him, when be showed
a letter from a country dealer containing a
large order, and stating that he was in
doubt whether to order more goods, as he
saw his advertisement was discontinued,
and presumed he had gone out of business.
The advertisement has appeared regularly
ever since. Nothing like continuous, sys
tematic advertising. Leav. Bulletin.
IS" " It's very difficult to live," said a
widow, with seven girls, all in genteel pov
erty. "You mast husband your time," said a
"I'd rather husband some of my dangh
ter3j" answered the poor lady.
THE COMMITTEE MEETING.
A philosophical old gentleman was one
day passing a new school-house erected
somewhere near the setting-sun-borders of
our glorious Union, when his at'eutiou was
suddenly aroused by a crowd of persons
gathered around the door. He inquired of
a boy whom we met, what was going on.
(( Well, nothin', cept the skule commit
tee, and they're going in."
"Oh, committee meets to-day, eh ? What
44 Well," continued the boy, " you see
Bill, that's our biggest boy, got mad the
other day at the teacher, and so he went all
over and gathered dead cats. Nothin' but
cats and cats. Oh, it was orful, then cats."
14 Pahaw ! "hat have the cats to do with
the school committee ?"
" Now, well you see, Bill kept a bringin'
cats and cats ; always a pilen' 'em up yon
der, (pointing to a large pile, as large in
extent as a pyramid, and considerably
aromatic,) and he piled them and piled
them. Nothin' but oats, cats."
44 Noer mind, my sou, what Bill did.
What has the committee met for?"
44 Then Bill got sick handling 'cm, and
everybody got sick a nosin' 'em ; but Bill
got madder aud didn't givo up, but kept a
pilein' up the cats, and "
44 Tell me what the committee arc holding
a meeting for?"
44 Why, the skulc committee arc going to
meet to hold a meeting to say whether they
will move the skulc house or them cats !"
The old gent evaporated immediately.
The Lawyer and tub Ducks. There
is not a more common offence against the
laws of common courtesy (we ini'ht say,
oftentimes, common decency) than is prac
ticed by a certain class of lawyers nowa
days in the examination of witnesses upon
the stand. Now and then, however, an
impertinent lawyer 4( gets it back " in such
a way that he is fain to " call the next wit
ness." Of such was the following, not as
yet "put down on the books," but well
worthy of being " transferred from the
At a lato terra of the Court of Sessions
a man was brought up by a farmer, accused
of stealing some ducks,
" How do you know that they are your
ducks?" abked the defendant's counsel.
" Oh, I should know them anywhere,"
replied the farmer; and ho went on to
describe their different peculiarities.
44 Why," said the prisoner's counsel,
"these ducks can't be such a rare breed;
I have some very much like them in my
44 That's not uulikcly, sir," replied the
farmer ; (i they are not the only ducks I
have had stolen lately I"
" Call the next witness."
Served IIim Bight. A sympathizing
tory went up the other day to condole with
a lot of deserters iu jail. To show his
extreme friendliness ho made this observa
tion: " Well, my Democratic friends, it seems
that you, too, are the subjects of Abolition
A young deserter responded as follows :
44 It makes no difference whether you call
us Democrnts or Abolitionists. One thing
I know, I wouldn't have been in this d d
hole if it hadn't been for the persuasion of
a few infernal Copperheads like yourself.
I was all right in the army until these
devils induced me to desert. I have dis
honored myself by listening to these "vil
lains." The Copperhead who went on a mission
of condolence, turned on his heel and left.
It was noticed at tho same time that he
shook his head as though an enormous flea
had commenced operating on a large scale
in both ears.
W&" Our little Bobby, of four years, bad
been lectured by his aunt on the evil of
disobedience to parents, and the example
was shown him of a boy who disobeyed bis
mother and went to the river and got
44 Did he die?" asked Bobby, who had
given the story due attention.
44 Yes," was the serious reply.
" What did they do with him?" asked
Bobby,after having reflected some moments.
44 Carried him home," replied the moni
tor, with due solemnity.
After turning the matter over in his
mind, as it was hoped profitably, he looked
up and asked : " Why didn't they chuck
him in again ?"
The "Swamp Angel" battery on
Morris Island cost seven thousand day's
work. It stands on the softest of mud,
twenty-two feet deep. To eonstruct it, ten
thousand bags of sand were carried two
miles, and three hundred pieces of timber
ten miles, and two and a half miles of
bridge had to be built. Col, semi, who
constructed it, says he can, in two weeks,
44 with the means we have on hand, utterly
destroy, obliterate, and wipe off the face of
the earth, as were bodom and Gomorrah,
that sink of iniquity and hot-bed of aristo
cratic rebels." The Col. means Charleston.
IS " Figgen vont lie, will they V mut
tered a seedy genius holding on to a lamp
post. " Veil, perhape. they voat; but Tse
a figger aa vont stand any how"
19" The Washington hotels are charg
ing four dollars a day this winter.
THE MANUFACTURE OF KMLRflAI) IEOR.
The Chicago Boiling Mill, situated on
the North Branch, is in many respects tho
most important and prosperous of the man
ufacturing establishments in this city. $ho
mill now in operation is in size 200 by HO,
with a high, sky-lit roof. The machinery
is propelled by five steam engines, some of
enormous power, with driving wheels IS
feet in diameter, weighing twenty tpos
each, and making one hundred and fivo
revolutions per minute. This mill baa a
capacity for turning out fiftv-four tons of
f railroad rails per day, employing about 200
bands, and consuming oUU worth of coal
every twenty-four hours. During the first
six months of the present year, these works
turned out GSOQ tons of rails, all for West
ern companies, for renewing their tracks.
The rapidly increasing demand upon
thee works have induced the public spirit
ed proprietor, Capt. E. B. Ward, to erect
another with even greater capacity. The
new mill is ISO by 100 feet, the building
is already completed, but owing to a scarci
ty of hands and a consequent delay in get
ting the machinery constructed in the East,
will not he in operation by the first of Feb
ruary, after which time the cojibiued mills
will turn out three thousand tons per month,
and also make car axles and uMi-plates,
neyer heretofore made west of Cleveland.
The new works will bo driven by an im
mense vertical engine, of six hundred horso
power, having two fly-wheels, each of
twenty-five tuas weight, and twenty feet iu
The present one is what is known as a
" two-high" mill, and tho iron is rolled
while passing ono way only. Tho new
machinery will be " three-high," so that tho
iron will never move idly over the rollers,
but pass through them both ways, thus
economizing time and labor. Improved
machinery will be put iuto the old mill as
soon as the new ones can be started up.
Two Naismytb steam hammers have re
cently been added, each weighing fifty -six
tons, and striking a ninety ton blow at full
stroke, yet which may be so graduated aa
to crack a nut without breaking the kernel,
so perfectly are they uuder the control of
the engineer. A thousand pound Watt
hammer is just being put in place. Theso
are for working large masses of iron into
shape, and for making shafting, car axles,
But walk through tho mill and see how
they do things in that busy, fiery place;
We will start with you at the scrap pile,
and keep our eye on the process. This
immense, uncouth pile of what you call
trash, is composed of scraps and bits of iron
of every conceivable shape, brought in by
boys and junk-dealers iu the city and coun
try. This scrap iron is assorted and ar
ranged in piles of one hundred and fifty
pounds each, (by children who make a good
living at it,) and as needed, these piles aro
thrust into one of the numerous great, hot
furnaces, that so constantly belched forth,
and flame through every crack and crevice,
and remaining there a few minutes aro
drawn out a white sparkling mass of half
moften iron, glowing like a solid lump of
Same, placed upon a small iron cart, and
hurried away to a machine called a squeezer
around which it is entwined, giving out a
report like a bunch of Chinese crackers,
and iu an instant is rolled out upon the
ground, compact and free from dross. This
mass is afterwards rolled into bars threo
inches wide and one inch thick. The next
process with these bars is to cut them into
lengths four and a half feet long, which is
done with as much ease, by those immenso
shears, as you would cut paper with a pair
of scissors. These strips are piled and
heated and rolled again, into bars six:
inches wide, and one inch thick. This is
again cut off into strips the same length aa
before, and piled separately. These strips
form the bottom of the rail the middlo
or shank being composed of old rail re
worked, and the top of new and harder
iron. The whole pile for a rail of ordinary
length when it enters the fiery furnace is
four feet six inches long, seven inches high
and six inches thick. This pile remains
in the furnace about forty minutes, until it
comes to a white, soft heat, and is trundled
away to the roll, where it is caught by the
workmen with huge nippers and dashed
between the rollers. Look out for the
sparks ! Hark ! it cracks like the report
of a cannon and shoots its red hot sparks of
iron rods away in every direction, yet the
men with breasts and arrns bared to the
work do not flinch, while you will dodgo
and run, though two rods "distant. The
shapeless, short, thick mass has gone
through the rollers, and again and again it
is run through, gradually reducing its bulk
and increasing its length, each revolution
imparting to it the ultimate shape, until
after having passed through the roller at
ten different places iu about a minute, that
shapeless mass of iron is transformed into a
long, slender, limber, red-hot railroad rail.
It is now caught by a pair of pincers, and
drawn by steam to a carriage where it is
borne against two circular saws, making
twelve hundred revolutions per minute, and
both ends are aaw offal mm, with as much,
ease aa if they were pise instead ofiroa.
They are then move along aa .inclined plane
to the straighteaiBg prew, and after passiBg
through thi, and beiagproferly stamped
with the month and year of manufacture,
are ready for delivery. Chicago Tribmu
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