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Faced the gray seas and white winter skies,
None watching from the quay with straining
Far in his distant home, sad faces bow
And whisper, "is his shipunancnorednow?"
A tearless mother muses on the morn
They bade her cheer, because her boy was
And those who loved him best urged on his
The bitter message reached him but last night.
With laughand boon companions left behind
To mock him in the ghostly midnight wind.
The day of loving parting is so sad,
But we have learned to think guch day is
We mourn with torture-tears that drop with
Whitenour hair, and wear our faces thin.
O, cold grey seas! O, sullen winter skies!
Will there be ever summer in our eyes.
Shall we not always feel this biting cold?
There is no summer when the heart is old.
Well, ships go out, but they come back again—
A day ofjoy completes long monthsof pain.
And some ships go with lead and come with
Sad hearts have hopes too daring to be told.
O, God! who to the fartherest deep goes down,
Who knows thestrangers in the foreign town,
Out ofour reach is still in reach for you,
The God who cares for sparrows loveshim who
O A N E O I S O
The Golden-Hearted Tyrant, and a Host
Few princes of distinction in the
history of the world displayed ever
more eccentric traits than Leopold of
Dessua, one of the greatest generals of
his day, and famous as the victor of
Kesselsdorf, a strategic triumph,
which Fredrick the Great declared Cae
sar or Hannibal need not be ashamed
But greatly at variance with his
brilliant war record was the private
history of this remarkable Duke of
Dessau. His whole career as a ruler,
and all relations of life other than mil
itary, was a strange mixture of out
bursts of uncontrolable passion, abso
lutest tendencies worthy of an old
fashioned Turkish Pashaw, measures
of sterling common sense, and mani
festations of the utmost kind-hearted
ness. In consequence, his subjects
hated and loved him, and the great
Leibnitz called him "that golden-heart
Leopold's character was due, in a
great measure, to the extraordinary
circumstances under which he grew
up. His parents, excellent but narrow
minded people, had lost their eight
children in rapid succession. They
had already abandoned all hopes of
having further offspring when little
Leopold's birth filled them with indes
The father was especially jubilant.
Lest he should lose this precious child,
too, he gave stringent orders to all his
attendants never to arouse the boy's
anger never to trouble him with any
book-learning, never to thwart any of
his caprices, however foolish they
In consequence, young Leopold grew
up in the most blooming health, but a
more self-willed, impetuous, and vio
lent lad could not be imagined. His
doting father died when the son
but fourteen years old, and left Leo
pold's education in the hands of the af
fectionate, but weak mother.
In his eighteenth year, at a rural
ball, Leopold made the acquaintance of
Anna Liza, youngest daughter of Mr.
Foeshe, a poor druggist of Dessau.
The girl, who was a very charming
specimen of sweet sixteen, kindled the
Prince's inflammable heart. He danced
with her all the afternoon, and, before
they parted, he was head over ears in
love with her. When the ball was at
an end, he said to her:
"Anna Liza, I love you."
The girl blushed to the roots of her
hair, and made no reply.
"Anna Liza," continued young Leo
pold, "I will make you my wife. You
shall become Duchess of Dessau!"
She lifted her beautiful eyes to him
"Prince, you are making fun of me!"
He swore a terrible oath—for he had
learned all that already—that no power
on earth should prevent him from
keeping his word.
''But what will your mother say to
it?" asked the girl timidly.
"I will go on the spot to her, and ask
her consent," replied the young lover,
in atone of the most inflexible deter
mination. "But you, Anna Liza, will
you become my wife?" he added,
bending on her a burning glance.
Anna Liza was an ambitious girl
she liked Leopold, and so she whis
perered with another still deeper blush:
There was the customary kiss given
by the Prince with the utmost warmth
whereupon he hurred away in order to
obtain his mother's consent.
Now at that time unions between the
princes of sovereign houses and the
daughters of poor burghers were abso
lutely unheard of. So, when Leopold
bluntly told his mother that he had
asked the poor druggist's daughter to
become his wife, the good old Duchess
was almost petrified with astonishment
and dismay. Clasping her hands over
her head, she exclaimed:
"Leopold, my son, you must be
"Never was in better possession of
my mental faculties than at this mo
ment, he replied with the utmost un
"But the thing is utterly impossible,
my son. What, the future ruler of the
ancient house of Anhalt, the peer of
the proudest Princes in the world,
should demean himself so low as to be
stow his hand upon a commoner's
"I love Anna Liza, and she shall be
come my wife," replied the son, stub
Vainly did the mother represent to
him that he was too young to marry
vainly did she implore him not to dis
grace his family, as she called it, by
making a pill vender's daughter the
partner of his bosom.
"I shall marry her!" he cried at last,
furiously stamping his feet, "and no
powers on earth shall keep me from
The mother, who knew his temper,
immediately ceased arguing with him.
No sooner had he stormed from her
room than she sent for General Dit
mar, the commander-in-chief of the
little army of Anhalt, and the young
Prince's military superior. The Duch
ess told him all about her son's project.
"I will put a stop to it," said the old
He sent for the Prince.
"Prince," he said to him, "how soon
can you be ready to leave Dessau
"In two hours replied the Prince.
"In one hour," thundered the Gene
ral, I send you as our commissioner
to the army fighting under Prince Eu
gene against the troops under the King
of France. Captain Bellmann and Uon
Flies shall be your aids. Two order
lies shall accompany you. March!"
Leopold was an enthusiastic soldier,
and he knew that the orders of his su
periors must be obeyed at all hazards.
So he hurried to Anna Liza and bade
her an affectionate farewell, after
making her promise that she would re
main true to him, no matter how long
he would stay away from Dessau.
"In three years," he said, I shall be
of age then I shall ascend the throne,
and my first act as ruler shall le to
make you my wife.
For eleven months he remained with
Prince Eugene, fighting bravely against
the French, and obtaining among his
comrades the honorable surname, Lion
Then he was sent to Italy, and kept
there until he was of age.
During all this time he had constant
ly corresponded with his girl. His
letters have all been preserved they
are those of a very illiterate man, but
in other respects they are quite as re
markable as the famous love corres
pondence between Abelard and He
He returned with the utmost quick
ness to Dessau and rode strightway to
the house of Mr. Foehse, the druggist,
his intended father-in-law.
The old druggist did not at once rec
ognise the young hero, for he had
changed markedly since he had gone
away from home.
"Who may you be, sir asked the
"Himmeldonnerwetter, Mr. Foe
she cried the Duke,"don't you know
"Great heavens! is that you, your
"Where is Anna Liza
The poor druggist had turned very
pale, for, believing that the Duke
would never marry his daughter, he
had incouraged Mr. Peter Ahlers, a
young licentiate of theology, to court
The latter had turned a deaf ear to
solicitations of her clerical suitor.
By a truly fearful coincidence, Al
hers was at that very moment with
the girl, maknig a last effort to win
"Where is Anna Liza thundered
Leopold, as the father of his sweet
heart was vainly endeavoring to hide
"I will call her," he stammered out
"Were is she demanded the young
Duke with a terrible scowl.
"Inthe front room upstairs,but
Without waiting for another word,
Leopold hurried up stairs, and burst
into the front room.
What a spectacle burst upon him
Kneeling before Anna Liza, who
kept her face averted, was the young
licentiate, who just breathed the words,
in the tragic style of that period:
"Angelic creauture, Cupid has sent
me to thee on the wings of love.
Plunge me not into the abyss of dis
pair by refusing my hymeneal offer."
With an unearthly yell of rage, Leo
pold tore his sword from the sheath,
and, before the eyes of the frightened
Anna Liza, he slaughtered the helpless
The girl fainted away. Leopold
stood, still trembling with passion,over
the quivering body of his victim. Then
he went down stairs, and told Foehse
what he had done.
So unlimited were at that time even
the powers of petty German severeigns
that this dreadful crime had absolutely
no unpleasant consequence for the
murderer of the throne.
On the contrary, the poor licentiate
was ignominiously buried in the pot
ters' field, and a few days later, Leo
pold of Anhalt married Anna Liza
amid great popular festivities and re-street.
But now arose another question for
the duke. Anna Eliza it is true* was
his lawful wife, but having no prince
ly blood in her veins, she could not
sit on the throne by his side, nor
claim the title of Duchess. This title
could be conferred upon her only by
the German Emperor.
-Leopold -of Austria, who was then
the ruler of the Holy Roman Empire of
German Nationality, as his curious
title was, however, was decidedly
averse to conferring such distinctions
and privileges upon low-born people,
for whom he entertained the utmost
contempt. He was, beside, a some
what effeminate person, and he had
heard, with horror and disgust of the
escapades and violent deeds of the
young ruler of Anhalt.
So, when Leopold applied to him for
the elevation of his wife, Anna Liza,
to the ducal dignity, the Emperor sent
back a very curt and almost impolite
refusal. Nothing could exceed Leo
pold's anger upon receiving this reply.
For days he raved like a madman
with his own hands he tore down the
painted emblems of the Emperor's
power, and he had penned already a
grotesque letter to his imperial name
sake, when his wife, Anna Liza, sug
gested to him to go personally to
Vienna, and see if he could not per
suade his Imperial Majesty to grant
Leopold said he would go.
"But you must promise me one
thing, love," she added. "You must
keep your temper in check. If the
Emperor proves inexorable, why, then
leave him without getting angry."
Her husband promised that, too
but the idea that he should keep his
temper under any sort of provocation
was a ludicrous one. Anna Liza
learned him and his character to know
much better by and by.
The Duke went to Vienna, and ap
plied to the Emperor for an interview.
At first Leopold the First felt disposed
not to admit Leopold of Anhalt at all
to his presence. Had he adhered to it
he would have saved himself a terrible
But he changed his mind, and said
to the chamberlain in waiting.
"Admit his highness!"
Leopold was ushered in.
At first he was humble enough
toward the Emperor of the Holy Ro
man Empire of German Nationality.
But, when the latter said to him
"My dear Duke, how could you have
been guilty of such a misstep as to
marry the daughter of a low shop
keeper the Duke's anger was arous
"Your Majesty," he replied, "would
not allow any one to talk disrespect
fully about the Empress. In the same
manner I forbid you to use such expres
sions about my wife
The Emperor raised his eyebrows.
He was amazed beyond expression, for
no one had ever ventured to address
him in that strain. But a glance at
the Duke, who stood before him with
a terrible scowl, convinced him that
he had a dangerous adversary to deal
"This audience is at an end said
the Emperor motioning toward the
"It is not, your Majesty cried the
Duke, no longer able to control his
wrath I shall not leave this room un
til you have written me a letter mak
ing my wife a Duchess
So saying he took from his belt two
pistols, and throwing one of them to
the Emperor, he added
"I have as good blood in me as Au
strian ever had. You have insulted
my wife, and you shall answer for it
now and here, pistol in hand, or give
me satisfaction by writing the letter I
The Emperor was speechless with
terror for the flashing eyes of the
Duke showed him plainly that he was
in dead earnest. He cast a timid glance
toward the door. The Duke hastened
to it and locked it.
"Will you write the letter I ask
your Majesty for the last time roar
ed the Duke.
The Emperor humbled himself by com
plying with the Duke's demand. The
letter was written, and Leopold pock
eted it with a profound bow. Then he
unlocked the door and hurriedly left the
Imperial Palace. The Emperor was
overcome with shame and rage.
But what was he to do The best
policy for him to adopt was that of si
lence. So Leopold of Anhalt was per
mitted to leave Vienna without let or
Upon his return to Dessau, Anna
Liza was solemnly proclaimed a
Princess of the German Empire. She
lived happily with her eccentric hus
band, to whom she bore a large family
The peculiar manner in which he
obtained the Emperor's consent to her
elevation to the ducal dignity, did not
become known until after Leopold's
death. The Emperor had died already
in 1705, and there is some reason to be
lieve that the shock he had received at
that memorable interview, was the
first nail to his coffin.
The boys of Detroit seem to be going
down hell in their morals of late.
Sunday one of the legion, who has al
ways been noted for his respectful de
meanor towark the great public, ob
served an old citizen yawning and gap
ing on a street corner, and said to him:
"Better not open your mouth too
"Why was the surprised query.
"There's a law agin opening a saloon
on Sunday!" continued the sinful
child as he slid for the middle of the
Iowa high-school girls have decided
to graduate in calico dresses.
BY O. WASHINGTON JONES.
On the arrival of the troops from
Texas in the harbor of New York the
wildest excitement prevailed. Fort
Sumpter had been bombarded, the
volunteers fired upon in the streets of
Baltimore, and the very capital of the
nation was threatened by an armed
force from Virginia. Officers, both
civil and military, in high positions
had proven false to their trusts, and
even at that very time some of the
most important offices of the land were
in the hands of men of doubtful loy
alty, whose influence was thrown in
favor of the government they had
sworn to defend against all enemies or
This want of confidence on the part
of the people rendered it necessary
that all should "show their colors."
Those who were unwilling to fly the
American flag were to be considered
disloyal. At first only a few flags were
displayed, these were followed by
others until from every house top,
steeple and dome the stars and stripes
floated to the breeze. By this demon
stration a healthy public sentiment
was established, and from that time
onward New York stood firmly for the
Union. Mr. Davis was severely crit
icised for the issuing of an order early
in the war, requiring all those within
the limits of his imaginery domain to
leave for the North by a certain fixed
date. Such an order seemed cruel but
then it was demanded by the harsh
rules of war. Mr. Lincoln would have
acted wisely had he issued a similar
proclamation, and thus rid the North
of all those whose interests and sympa
thies were away clown South in Dixie.
The object of greatest interest early in
1861 was the safety of the national
capital. And the first troops raised
were sent forward to that point as
rapidly as possible. When they felt
secure there, another army was organ
ized for service against General
Joseph E. Johnston who, in command
of a large force, had marched up to
and taken possession of Harper's
Ferry, which he had strongly fortified.
This command was concentrated at
Chambersburgh, Pennsylvania, and
Major-General Robert Patterson, of
Philadelphia, was assigned to its com
mand. The operations of this army
have been persistently misrepresented
from its organization down to the pres
ent time. Even the loyalty, patriot
ism and ability of its gallant com
mander have been called into question.
While at Chambersburgh Gen. Patter
son urged upon the General-in-Chief to
allow him to cross into Virginia at or
near Leesburgh, but his proposition
was overruled and he was ordered to
inarch his command to Williamsport
and enter Virginia at that point. Here
a great military blunder was com
mitted—Patterson's and McDowell's
armies were placed on exterior lines,
while Beauregard and Johnston occu
pied interior lines and were thus en
abled to form a junction with each
other, attack and defeat McDowell and
with equal ease they might have
turned against Patterson and "sent
him whirling" out of the Shenandoah
valley—thus defeating every organized
force and leaving Wellington a matter
of easy capture. The crossing of Pat
terson's army at either place would
have threatened Johnston's communi
cations and his evacuation of Harper's
Ferry and occupation of Winchester,
would have surely followed in either
event. Had Patterson, however, been
at Leesburgh, he would have been in
supporting distance of McDowell and
could have joined him sooner than
Johnston could have effected a junction
with Beauregard. Had Patterson's
plan been carried out the humiliating
defeat at Bull Run would have been
transformed into a glorious victory for
the Union cause. Soon after crossing
into Virginia the advance arrived at
"Falling Waters," where Stonewall
Jackson was encountered and defeated.
The writer was on duty that day with
General Cadwallader whose command
was at the rear of the column. As
soon as the firing was heard our march
was accelerated and soon we meta
large number of warriors on the re
treat. Some had been wounded and
some were going to the rear probably
from prudential reasons. Among the
number I noticed "our special artist" of
Harper's Weekly. In reply to my
question as to his destination he re
plied, I am going back to sharpen
my pencils." After he had accom
plished his object, which was not
until after the firing ceased, he came
forward and sketched a very life-like
picture of the battle. After the
wounded were cared for the command
moved on to Martinsburgh. Here an
order was received from General Scott
directing Patterson to press Joe John
son so closely as to prevent him from
re-inforcing Beauregard and announc
ing the fact that McDowell was to
move against the enemy in his front
on the following Tuesday, and that he
(Patterson) was expected to hold
Johnston at Winchester until after
that date, when he could transfer his
troops and headquarters to Charles
town. A forward movement of the
the army was ordered and it marched
to Bunker Hill. For several days re
connoisances were made in the direc
tion of Winchester. These movements
bewildered Johnston. Momentarily
he expected an attack. His army was
kept in line for several days. On
Thursday following the Tuesday upon
which the battle of Bull Run was to
have been fought, Johnston and his
entire force were still at Winchester.
On Friday morning Patterson marched
to Charlestown and Johnston fell back,
and joined Beauregard on Sunday eve
ning, just in time with his re-inforce
\ments to strengthen Beauregard for
his last desperate charge. The Fed
eral army was put to flight, the
country disappointed and the heart of
the enemy filled with joy unspeakable
at his apparent success. The Federal
army had met with a serious defeat.
Some cause must be assigned, some
one must be blamed. Who shall it be
The question was soon solved, Patter
son had failed to hold Joe Johnston and
McDowell (who never drank a drop of
spirits in his life) was drunk. The
General-in-Chief notified Patterson
that he would offer battle on Tuesday
and that he must occupy Johnston un
til after that day. Patterson held
Johnston until the folowing Friday.
Bull'run was not fought until Sunday
and yet the delay was not reported to
Patterson. Was he to blame for the
defeat It is an astounding fact that
notwithstanding Patterson's army was
within telegraphic communication
with Washington, nothing was heard
of the delay to offer battle on Tuesday,
nor of the result of the battle on Sun
day, until the following Monday, when
the report of the defeat was made
known through the Philadelphia
papers. Patterson's army was com
posed almost entirely of three months'
men whose terms of service expired
about the latter part of July. In fact,
some expired previous to the move
ment to Charlestown and actually left
the field with an enemy in their imme
diate front. I recall the fact how
earnestly General Patterson pleaded
with them to stay just ten days longer,
but they all, with three honorable ex
ceptions, turned a deaf ear to his en
Gradually his army dissolved and he
was honorably discharged.
He served in the regular army in
1812, again in the war with Mexico,
and when the war trumpet was sound
ed in 1861, true to his brave patriotic
instincts, he was among the very first
to offer his services to the country.
When the correct history of the cam
paign in the Shenandoah valley shall be
written, few names will shine with
greater brightness than that of Major
General Robert Patterson.
Life in a Coal-Hole.
Vonnie Parks, a New York school
miss of fifteen, had a novel four-days'
experience lately. She was a pupil in
a grammar school, and took piano mu
sic lessons of her mother at home. She
was beloved by her schoolmates and
the pet of wealthy parents. One even
ing after she had returned from school
her mother was giving her the usual
music lesson, and scolded her for care
lessness and inattention. In an hour
after Vonnie was missing. She hadheard
taken her hat and cloak and other out
er street garments, but her jewelry, of
which she had plenty, and other
clothing remained in the room. Von
nie did not return that night, and the
family alarm spread to all the police
stations. The next day the father of
Vonnie scattered round hundreds of
photographs of his lost daughter, and
they were very pretty pictures, too.
In two days a detective obtained a
clew, and that was all. Vonnie had
been seen riding through Yorkville in
a street-car, with a negro woman.
Now, Vonnie had never known but one
negro woman, Delia Tobias, who wasfence
formerly in Parks' employ as a ser
vant. Delia was hunted up. and found
in the kitchen of a Mrs. Cowe Delia
said she knew nothing of Vonnie Parks,
so that clew of the detective failed.
Four days after her disappearance Von
nie returned to her home of her own
accord, looking crumpled and rumpled,
and draggled generally. She told her
little story, and it is quite interesting.
She said that Delia Tobias, who had
visited Parks' house a couple of weeks
before, had put it into her head that
her mother was treating her too much
as a child. Delia advised her to run
away, and come to her if she was again
insulted by her mother.
The scolding was her cue, and she
went. She found Delia in Mrs. Cowe's
kitchen, and was welcomed. Delia put
Vonnie in a kitchen closet during the
day, and found opportunities to feed
her. She suffered only for light and
air. After 9 o'clock at night Delia and
Vonnie stole to their bed in the attic,
to talk over their plans and sleep. In
the morning early they would steal
down to the kitchen, and Vonnie re
turned to the closet. Delia seemed to
bejnuch vexed that Vonnie had not
brought some of her jewelry with her,
upon which they could raise money
and live in better style. Vonnie now
began to realize that Delia was a bad
woman, and that she was her prisoner
then she became very unhappy and
wanted to go home. Delia proposed to
kill Mr. and Mrs. Parks and rob their
jewelry store after their butchery and
robbery they would go to some quiet
place and live on the proceeds. Von
nie could not sympathize with this
scheme to murder her own father and
mother and began to revolt at her sit
uation in the kitchen closet and com
panionship with a savage woman.
After two days and nights of such
life, Vonnie began to pine for liberty,
and expressed a desire to go home.
Delia threatened to do something ter
rible to her if she attempted to escape,
and told her if she would be a good
girl she would take her out riding for
air. Accordingly, at 9 o'clock that
night, instead of going to bed as usual,
they stole out and took a ride in the
street-cars. They returned late and
went to bed unobserved. The next
day Vonnie returned to the closet, but
made a stern and desperate resolution
there. That evening she put on her
wrappings and boldly walked out.
Delia stormed behind her, threatening
violence, but doing none and so Von
nie Parks found herself a free girl in
the open street, and made her way
home. On the strength of Vonnie's
story Delia was arrested, and some
charge or other preferred against her.
Vonnie Parks had four days' life in a
coal-hole, and has had enough of it.
A I S N E S A N I N
The Facts About the Horse-Raco.
There was some horse-racing over at
the Blank course one day last fall, and
Butterwick attended to witness it. On
his way home in the Reading-cars, in
the afternoon, he encountered the Rev.
Dr. Potts, a clergyman who knew no
more about horse-racing than a Hindoo
knows about seven-up. Butterwick
took it for granted in his usual way
that the Dr. was familiar with the sub
ject, and taking a seat beside him, he
"I was out at the Blank course to
day to see Longfellow."
"Indeed! Was he there? Where
did you say he was
'•Why over yer at the course. I saw
him and General Harney, and a lot
more of 'em. He run agin General
Harney, and it created a big excite
ment, too but he beat the General
badly, and the way the crowd cheered
him was wonderful. They said that a
good deal of money changed hands.
The fact is, I had a small bet on the
"You do not mean to say that Long
fellow actually beat General Harney
"Yes, I do! beat him the worst kind.
You'd hardly've thought it now, would
you I was never more surprised in
my life. What's queer about it is that
he seemed just as fresh afterwards as
before he commenced. Didn't faze a
bit. Why instead of wanting to rest,
he was jumping around just as lively,
and when the ciowd began to push
around him, he kicked a boy in the
stomach and doubled him up—nearly
killed him. Oh! he's wicked I
wouldn't trust him as far as I could
"This is simply astonishing,'' said
the Doctor. "1 wouldn't have believ
ed it possible. Are you sure it was
Longfellow, Mr. Butterwick
"Why certainly, of course I've seen
him often before. And after breath
ing a while, he and Maggie Mitchell
came out, and as soon as they stepped
off he put on an extra spurt or two and
led her by the neck all around the
place, and she came in puffing and
blowing and nearly exhausted. I
never took much stock in her any
"Led her by the neck Why this is
the most scandalous conduct I ever
of. Mr. Butterwick, you must
certainly be joking."
"I pledge you my word it's the sol
emn truth, I saw it myself. And after
that Judge Fullerton and General Har
ney they took a turn together, and that
was the prettiest contest of the day.
First the Judge'd beat the General,
and then the General'd put in the big
licks and gave it to the Judge, and the
two'd be about even for awhile, and
all of a sudden the General would give
a kinder jerk or two and leave the
Judge just nowheres, and by the time
the General passed the third quarter
the Judge keeled over against the
and gave in. They say he broke
his leg but I don't know if that's so
or not. Anyway he was used up. If
he'd passed that quarter he might have
been all right."
•'What was the matter with that
quarter Wasn't it good
"Oh yes. But you see the Judge
must have lost his wind or something
and I reckon when he tumbled it was
something like a faint, you know."
"Served him right for engaging in
such a brutal contest."
"Well, I dunno. Depends upon how
you look at such things. And when
that was over Longfellow entered with
Mattie Evelyn. He kept shooting past
her all the time, and this worried her
so that she ran a little to one side and
somehow, dunno how it happened, but
his leg kinder tripped her, and she
rolled over on the ground, hurt pretty
bad I think, while Longfellow had his
leg cut pretty near to the bone."
"Did any of the shots strike her?"
"I don't understand you."
'•You said he kept shooting close to
her, and I thought may be some of the
bullets might have struck her."
"Why, 1 meant that he ran past her,
of course. How in thimder could he
shoot bullets at her
"I thought may be he had a gun.
But I don't understand any of it. It is
the most astounding thing I ever heard
of at any rate."
"Now, my dear sir, I want to ask
you how Longfellow could manage a
"Why, as any other man does, of
"Man! man! Why, merciful Moses!
you didn't think I was talking about
human beings all this time, did you
Why, Longfellow is a horse! They
were racing, running races over at the
course, this afternoon, and I was try
ing to tell you about it."
"You don't say so," remarked the
Doctor, with a sigh of relief. "Well,
I declare, I thought you were speaking
of the poet, and I hardly knew wheth
er to believe you or not it seemed so
strange that he should behave such
Then Mr. Butterwick went into the
smoking car to tell the joke to his
friends, and the Doctor sat reflecting
upon the outrageous impudence of the
men who named their horses after re
A young farmer named Herrod, re
siding near Centerburg, Posey county,
Ind., was chloroformed by bur
glars Sunday night, and $500 taken,
from his pocket-book.