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THE MOKNI5G TIMES, .SUNDAY, MAY 23, 1897.
Euclid, Delambre'a "Astronomy," Ju
skip's "Navigation," JKelly's "Spherical
Tiigonomotry," Jones' "Logarithms," Ber
thollet'.s "Chemical Statics" and Newton'
"Optics" were representative volumes of
what was lightest and most fanciful
and ToinnaUc in this oeicre and unin
teresting collection. There was noth
ing Uieie with poetry or licticn or his
tory. Neither did I afteiward iind any
thing at all of tl-at nutuio n any part or
the house. Wale Mlraudu. who had in
vested hciseir with the whitest of aprons,
was busily engaged in the kitchen, or wah
flitting in r.nd out oi tie bieakfast room,
the personification of a tl rifty and pretty
housewife, I employed myself in glancing
over the pages of these -wildly exciUug
tomes. I took down a vcneiable looking
dictionary ,and opening it found thatit was
Dr. Johnson's and that it had been pub
lished !u the last part of the eighteenth
I immediately noticed something ey
remarkable about it. Every few pages I
would come across a black oblong impress
In printerV ink, which completely obliter
ated the particular word over which it had
een stamped. Many of these words; for
distance, courtship, bethrothnl, wedding,
marriage, love, sweetheart, huhband, pro
posal ,and engagement, I was enabled to
guess by the context, and I almost imme
diately came to the conclusion that the
author of this wonderfully painstaking
and Intorlous work had been the man
hating mother of Miranda. All things
which I had up to this time discovered made
it eeem probable, that, having had some
dreadfully cruel experience with the
sterner .sex, 6he had caused the cottage
to lc built in this impregnable hiding
place, and had here retired with tier only
child, that she might bring her up in total
ignorance of love and marriage, and with
absolutely no knowledge whatever of the
orthc mother at the time Miranda was four
teen years of age, I could form no other
theory than that she had walked orf the
clirr, in the darkness of night, either in
tentionally or accidentally.
My agreeable young hostess now ap
peared and announced breakfast, and fol
lowing her to the table, I was most de
lightfully amazed at the piovision she had
made. Who would not liaie Lcen takin
aback to see served up to him, upon a desert
island fresh strawberries, an omelette a
l'Espagnol and a bioiled mackerel? The
had caught tlit'fish the day before, fromthe
very rock upon which I had first lauded.
She also informeJthat she had shot acauvns
back duck, and that we were to have it
stufred with truffles, together with some
tort shell crabs, at dinner.
I was intensely interested, as may he
supposed, in finding out by what mys
terious means she had provided certain very
ordinary and useful table luxuries. I
asked her, Tor instance, how she came by
"It floated in one day lost week," said
she, hi n matter of course sort of way.
"1J; floated in!" I exclnitned. "How
""Why, it floated Into' the cove, the fis
sure where I found you this morning.
There is a very nice, large tub of it
Is there anything extraordinary in that?
"Scarcely a day passes, but something
comes floating in. Last week it was a
cheese. The week before, a barrel of
lamp oil. I'm scarcely ever in want if
anything that it does not come drifting in
before the week is out. Every morning I
go to the head of the inlet or gorge to see
what has come In during the night. This
morning I went there, as usual, and found
"And I suppose you were very much
disappointed at not finding what you
wanted. By the way, what particular
- thing were you in want of. when you
went to look this morning?"
"I was in want of a box of soap, but
I scarcely expected to find it. About a
year ago there came drifting in the
chest of a ship's officer, and it was
thus That I obtained, my sextant, my
maps .and mv nautical almanac, and tables
of logarithms. Once there came in a box,
or trunk, containing articles of female
wearing apparel. I welcomed it, ofcourse,
with considerable delight, but I found
very few of the things which pleased me to
wear, and many of them I absolutely
knew not the useof."
She left the room, but was back again
in a moment, carrying a large map or
chart, which she unrolled upon the table
in front of me.
"This," said she. "is a map of the
world, according to Mercator's projection.
The representation of areas within 20
degrees of the equator is exceedingly ac
curate: but you know very well that as
wc go north or 6outh of this parallel, the
always parallel medirlans, together with
the peculiar progression in the width or
the areas between the parallels produce
anoxaggcratlouin the representation which
finally becomes infinite. So that with this
schema of Mercator wc could never get
to the poles. Thlsis wh7, we being at this
moment in latitude 40 and longitude about
31 west, the Islandof Corvo does not appear
upon the chart in exactly that position."
She placed one small hand lightly upon
my shoulder, and, leaning over, pointed
with the index finger of the other at
the small dots upon the map which repre
sented the Azores.
"You understand me, of course?" said
"Certainly," said I.
My brain was in a whirl trying to
fathom her explanations, of which I un
derstood not one iota. I, however, did not
propose to let it appear that I was eclipsed
in learning by this fair savage. To tell the
truth, also, I was more taken up with her
.sweet self than I was with projections, and
parallels and representations, and as I
' felt iter fragrant breath upon my cheek
and the spit impress of hertrounrtcd ami
and shapely hand upon my shoulder, I
knew that I should be content to hear her
expound the matter for the rest of the
We now wont out and explored the whole
length aud breadth of her diminutive king
dom , she doing the honors like the quetn
of it that she was, and pointing out to my
admiring gaze each point of beauty andin
terest. As we stood in the vegetable gar
don between a row of onions and another
of celery, I saw that she was regarding
my face with a rapt aud speculative ex
pression. "What are you thinking of, Miranda?" I
"I was thinking," she answered, "that
you are, by far, the handsomest man lhave
I was naturally not a little pleased.
What man would not have been? Per
haps I colored a little. Then I thought
to ask her.
"How many besides mo have you
"Two," responded she. guilelessly; ".and
one of them was a black man. The other
had a wooden leg and was red whiskered.
J'liey had put into the cove one morning
about two yeariago, with their loat, i nlch
wns an unusual Ihing. rnfa;t, I hadnevcr
seen anyone there before. There are a
great many sunken rocks a short way
nit from the cliff, and all fishermen, on
that aecount, keep well away from the
shore. Fortunately they did not see me,
and, after a short time, they went away."
I now passed an hour or to in this most
agreeable manner, sitting upon a moksy
lock by her iJde and listening to her aitless
and crisp and oiiglnal com creation. As I
gavel upon her, I already felt the swift
and insidious advances ol the tender p.is
Kion. By her naive remarks, I iskoknew
that she was far from being indiffeient
to me. Vet 1 would not make love to her.
Such advances might well be m place with
the powdered aud simpering maid or lie
matiuec, oi the languishing anil artificial
miss of the ballroom. With this pure and
childlike aud beautiful creature, it seemed
something like a Factilege, and 1 could 1.0L
bring myself to take advantage or the pe
culiar position in which 1 found myself
The time Hew by as though it had the
wings of the wind, and I was amazed when
sue started up and said that the uoou hour
had almost come; that the sun would in a
few minutes reach the meridian, and that
she now proposed to take the observation
of which she had spoken. She entered the
house and shortly afterward reappeared,
carrying her sextant and a small writing
pad, and I followed her to the head of the
inlet or fissure, which opening, as I befoie
mentioned, was the only outlook upou the
The sua was above and in front of us, anil
she took her stand facing it, and painted
the telescope of her sextant at the sea hori
zon immediately under It She mad? a most
fascinating ship's mate in petticoats as she
stood there in graceful, firmly i)ised atti
tude, with her head thrown back and her
gentle features puckered into a scowl by
the Intensity and concentration of her pur
pose. When I call out," said she, 'l'et me know
the exact time by your watch."
Wliile waiting Tor her to get the sun's alti
tude I took my watch out, aud, without
opening It, I wound it mechanically until
I could wind it no further.
"Now!" she cried out.
I opened my watch and found, to my cha
grin, that It gave the time as exactly
four minutes past 9. It was a very ex
cellent watch, made expressly to my order
In Geneva, at a fabulous price, aud would
uot vary five seconds in a year. It was
running now, as 1 haM just wound It,
but I saw at once that it must have run
down at four minutes paM. t) that morn
ing. It also occurred to rue that I had
probably neglected to wind it, while I was
tossing about in the boat the night before.
I laughingly announced the time shown
by my watch, and then explained to her
how ltmust have run down from my forget
ting to wind it the night before.
"It is now exactly noon," said I, "for
the sun has just passed the meridian. I
will therefore move the hands forwurd to
"You shall do nothing of the kind,"
cried the girl. "Keep It running oxactly
as it is, or you will have reason to regret
Williug to oblige her even in such a
nonsensical whim, I followed her into the
house, and we took our seats at the
table, upon which was still spread the
large Mercator map of the world
"You tell me," she commenced, "that
your watch is a very accurate one; that
it does not vary five seconds in the year "
"Yes," 1 interposed, "but it has, unfor
tunately, run down."
"We Fludl see later whether it lias or
not," said she, dryly. "'You also tell me
that you come from a place called New
York. Naturally the time which you car
ried was Sew York time. Can you tell me
now upon what meridian of longitude the
New York time is based?"
"Let me see," I .answered; "the stand
ard time in New York and I was always
very particular to have it exactly is called
Eastern time, and I think, yes, I am posi
tive, that it is the time of the Tf.th me
ridian of West longitude."
"Very well," said she; "when the sun
crossed the meridian at noou, a few min
utes ago, you, you looked at your watch
and found that it was two hours audfllty
six minutes slow. Four minutes represent
pjl degree of longitude. We art, there
fore, at this moment, 44 degrees east
of the 75th meridian of west longitude,
Which brings us to the 31st meridian and
'nong the islands of the Azores. Are 70U
not now satisfied that I am right, and
tnat wo are upon the island of Corvo?"
"But my watch had run down," I ob
jected "How do you know that?" ihc an
swered very pertinently. "You simply
suppose it. I hope that you will now see
the folly of asserting that wc are with
in forty miles of New York. When I have
proved by your own watch and by the sun,
that we arc two thousand miles to the
east or it."
I knew, of course, that the idea of my
traveling that distance in a single nipht
was preposterous and absurd. But she ac
companied her remarks wltlusucu a capti
vating glance, that, to please her, I would
have conceded that we were in ths Sea of
"To get the exact latitude," she con
tinued, "It is always necessary to first
ascertain the correct longitude; that we
may allow properly for the declination of
the sun. Before this, I have always had to
approximate It. Today, thanks to the ac
curacy or your watch, I shall ascertain
our position, to tlie fraction of a minute "
The fair astronomer and mathemati
cian now took the writing pad, and be
gan to figure rapidly, explaining the mat
ter, as she went along.
"The highest altitude of the sun whi'h
I could get was G8 degrees 21 mJintes 8
seconds. This, ofcourse, was the height
of thelowerrim of thesun, and wbsn.rsr.add
half ottbc&un's diameter, which myNaistical
Almanac, gives upon this day as 15 mln
, utes 40 seconda. Making G8 degrees 3G
' mluutcs 57 seconds. As we are ctau ling
upon a clrfr, twenty feet above the water,
and not at the water's edge, we must al
low and deduct for the extra dip of the
horizon on that account. My almanac gives
for twenty feet a dip of the sea horizon
of 4 minutes 2-1 seconds. Which deducted
leaes C8 degrees 32 minutes 33 seconds.
We must now deduct for refraction, minus
the sun's parallax. As I figure it, it is 3G
seconds which, deducted, leaves G8 de
grees 31 minutes 57 seconds, which fs the
sun's true altitude. Subtracting this al
titude from the 90 degrees, wc have 21
degrees 28 minutes 3 seconds, which is ur
distance from the sun, or the sun's zenith
distance. At apparent noon today my
almanac says that the sun's declination at
Greenwich le 18 degrees 10 minutes AG
seconds, iucreaslng -10 seconds hourly. As
our longitude is 81 degrees, or 2 hours 4
m'nutes westof Greenwich, we nave to add
to this 1 ruinate 23 seconds, making 18 de
crees 12 mluutcs 9 seconds. This 's tn
sun's distance north of the equator. Ad
ding this to 21 degrees 28 minutes 3 sec
onde, the zenithdistaticc of thesun, we have
3Si degrees 40 minute 12 seconds, which
Is our correct latitude."
With an air of triumph,, she pointed out
the islands or the Azores upon tnc map.
"Here we are," she exclaimed. "It
could not be more exact. The island or
Corvo is in latitude 39 degress 40 minutes
12 seconds and longitude 31 west, and we
are upon the island or Corvo."
I asked her for the sheet upon which she
had Jigured, and'shegnvc it to me, and I
have it now. This is why I 'remember
these things and am able to set them down.
I could not sufficiently admire the lucid
and poweiful inlud of tills rcmaikuulcgrrl,
or sufficiently wonder at the contiast be
tween hei thorough knowledge of the exact
sciences and hei ludicrous Ignorance or
all else. It also struck me as u n.ost re
markable coincidence, that the 44 de
grees of longitude which bi ought us fiom
New Yoik to the Azores, should represenr
to a second theamountof time which had
elapsed 1 ince my watch Iind tun down.
Thearternoonrorthe mot part we spent
In the cool shade or a small cluster yt
Tragrant pine trees which stood In Tront
or thu cottage. She lay in the hammock, a
picture or grncerul ease and Indolence;
while I sat beside her on a rustic bench
and gently swinging her back and forth,
recited, for her amusement and delecta
tion, and to her inexpressible wonder and
delight, all the old, heroic, tender, melting,
joyous, and sorrowful poems, which I
had committed to memory yenrs belore,
and which I had supposed long since for
gotten. Uesting her chin upon her hands
she gazed at me, wide aud starry-eyed,
with rapt and breathless attention.
She passed judgment upon everything
that I narrated, with the decision and un
changeableness of an autocrat. She could
not see why, if Genevieve, In Coleridge's
poem, hud loved her lover so long, she had
kept it to herself and had not told him so
the moment she found it out; and I could
not make her think that it was more
proper for a girl to keep silent, until she
wns asked. Locksley Hall did not at all
meet with her approbation.
:"One can readily see," said she, "hat
the story is not true. If Amy had real
ly loved that young man who tells the
story in such a beautiful way.it stands
to reason that she would never have
married the rich squrie. She did not
love the squire, and, therefore, it is im
possible and altogether silly."
Artcr dinner, while I was in the house,
it being then about G o'clock, I missed her
for qultea while Then I heard her musknl
voice calling to me from without, and,
stepping to the door, I taw her running
toward me from the direction or the mice, j
S ho was coming along with a sort or .1 1 op
and a skip peculiar to her, and she re
minded me of a nymph of the foiest,
or rather Atalanta as she "skims along
"What do you think," she cried out,
"has come floating Into the cove?"
"A box of soap," I answered.
"Better than that," said she. "It is
your boat, the 'Mary Ann.' I found it in
the inlet, and went down and made it fr.st
to the rock. But why do you call it the
'Mary Ann?' Have you a betrothed, or
sweetheart as you call it. by that name?'
I assured her that I iTad not.
"Then why do you call It so?" she per
sisted. I explained how I had bought it of the
onc-eyed fisherman. At which she teemed
relieved aud satisfied.
Wo now went to the head of the gorge,
and 1 looked down at the boat and saw
that it was all right and tight, and that
the oars were still in it. This giatified
me exceedingly, as we now had the means
of getting fiom the place, whenever we
wished to do so. I aj we. for the reason
that I had alieady decided thatit would
be impossible for me to live without her,
and that she must accompany me whenever
I left the island.
Wc passed the eatly evening in a number
of plcasunt ways, and thus, was rounded
out and completed the most delightful and
perfect dsv which I had had iu all the years
of my life.
At about 9 o'clock I began to notice that
my fair companion was giving all the evi
dences of fatigue and drowsiness She made
heric efforts to hide It from me. and this re
minds me to say that on every occasion
which had that day presented itelf she
had sho.vn a certain inborn modesty and
delicacy and refinement, which was not
only surprising, when I considered how her
youth had been spent, but which would
also have done' credit to the must daintily
cultured young woman. Reminding myself
that it was her cu-stom to rise with the sun.,
and having consideration for the need
which she now had or rest, I urose and
sigairied my intention or retiring.
She brought me a lamp and indicated to
me the room which I was to take. As she
stood there before me, with her beautlrul
f.me half In light and half in shadow, and
with the flicker of the lamp reflected from
the mysterious depths of her starry eyes,
I with difficulty repressed an inclination
to take her in my arms.
"I now feel," said I, "as though I would
like to eat you after all."
When I had withdrawn into my chamber
I cast ni3-self into a large and comfortable
fanteuil and pondered long upon the as
tounding events of the day, and more
particularly upon the charms or form and
miud and heart or this perfect and ador
able creature. Here wns, indeed, at last
the perfect woman, such as T had never
I was now able to think lucidly about
matters and to come to a settled decision
as to the plan of my future actions. I
determined to start for New York at sun
rise or the following day. Once there, I
would proceed to settle up my afrairs with
all possible dispatch. If I could not sell the
whole of my property within three days
I would give what remained or It away.
I would then return to the island, ir inland
It were, and would take a clergyman with
me, first pledging him to the strident
secrecy as to its locality. I would jnarry
Miranda Roy, and we would live our lives
upon this enchanted spot, in the peaceful
aud pastoral simplicity which I had lound
so inexpressibly delightful.
As I wished to lose no time in the morn,
ing, I cast myself, clothed as I was, upon
the couch, and, filled with all manner of
pleasurable anticipations, soon sank into
a deep slumber. Many dreams came to
me during the night, all of which were
connected with the magical events or the
preceding twenty-rour hours. One or these
di earns was so vivid that, with theTeallty
of it, I awoke. I thought that I iay in a
sort of a waking sleep upou a rustic bench
beside the garden, and that Miranda
stole to my side, and, bending over me,
gave meakissaslightasairand asrragrantt
as the' scent or her June roses. It even
seemed, arter I had awakened, that I
heard a faint rustling, as of garments,
near me, but I concluded thaLI was mis--taken,
and -slept again.
At the first faint gray of dawn, I was
up and about. After refreshing myself
with a douse of cold water, I stepped out
into the library or sitting room, and was
surprised and shocked to discover Miranda
Roy asleep upon a large divan in one
corner of the apartment. A suspicion or
the truth suddenly entered my mhul, and it
took me but a moment toveiryit -There
was but one bed chamber in the house, rT.d
1 liad, inconsiderately, appropriated it, to
the exclusion or Its fair and gentle owner.
I was very angry with myself when I saw
how thepoor Child had, or necessity, curled
herself up on this hard and uncomfortable
couch, and had gone to sleep 'in the habili
ments which she had worn all day.
I determined not to waken Tier, and
to avoid, in this way, some of. the pain
of parting 'With her. I iuutDy scribbled
a note, in which X informed her where
I was going, and, promised her ;hat I
would certainly return at the end or three
days. I also took this occasion to tell her
that her dear face would be ever present
in my mind till I again saw her. J placed
these linc3 in a spot where l knew that
she would atonco nuticc'themupon awaken
ing, and I wns now ready to depart.
I paused a moment in admiration of the
captivating picture which she made in
slumber; Her heafl( with its greut masses
of luclious brown hair, whlcUshehadnow
undone, was supported upon her rounded
arm, and there was a pleased and inno
cents smile upon her- countenance. 1 could
not help -but bend oyer and kiss lightly her
rosy and slightly parted lips This act, at
least, was no dream.
When I had embarked In the Mary Aim
and had paddled'therout of the cote-hko
fissuo or inlet into the open sea beyond, 1
noticed that there "Was quite a little fog
renting upon the, water. It wai Im
possible to see more than a quarter or a
half a mile in any direction, and I was
thus just about nsmuoh in the dark as
ever regarding m.y WjhercaboutG. I found
great danger from the sunken locks, which
Miranda had spoken or. I was uot sur
prised that fishe'fmeh, on this account,
gave the place a 'wide berth, and 1 won
uer."d now how I 'had riot happened to run
foul of 'ne of therii on the precedlngmorn-
When l was a little distance out I pausod
and coul cmnlnted the coast which I had
left. I could see' nothing but the sea
wall, the long liriVof evergreen thicket
upon its top and the'great cliff iuthelmck
ground. No one would have Kitpjiosed that
between tills pnliinde of fir.s and hemlocks
and the mountain back of them there ex
tended the- miniature and verdant oasis,
which I had quitted but a tew moments
Willi the rising of the sun the fog did m t
seem to lilt, biitgiew momentarily thicker,
with the result that , at the distance of a half
mile from the shore, there was not the
slightest sign cf it vL'ible. While trjing
to Imagine the direction in which I had
come, while in tow 'of thy schooner, 1 al
tered my course twice or tin ice, and fi
nally been mc: so mixed in my ideas, that I
was no longer capable of laying in what
polut of the compass Mlianda's island lay.
1 now saw how foolish a thing I had done,
in leaving the coast, during this heavy log.
It notonly madPitlniposslbleiornie toiay
my coiuse lor New York, but It aho placed
grave difficulties in the way of my finding
upon my leturn fiom thecity that secluded
and foity like spot, which I had just left.
When a man commences to make an
idiot of himself lie' is uot likely to do
things by hnlves. If I had only rested
upon my oars until the fog lifted, eveu
though 1 had to wait for hours, all would
have been well. I was, however, possessed
with an eager desire to get tomewhere,
no matter where, and I get to work and
lowed and rowed and rowed, with never
a bit or land coming into sight for elgnt
mortal hours. A dozen times there might
have been, and probably was.k'iul within
half a mile of me, without my seeing it,
and it was not till about 12 o'clock it
neon that I finally ran die boat, while
least expecting it, half way out or the
water, upon a flat and barren shore. I
got out of the Mary Ann and stared around
me, .and immediately saw that f had ie
tunied unconsclou'-ly to tie rmce wiie-ine
I had started out the day before I was,
in fact, once more, at Sandy Hook. I hal
rowed, without doubt, fully thirty mil.'s,
but whether iu a straight direction or in a
circle, or whether I had zigzagged back aud
forth, is more than I can tell.
I took the next steamer to the city, and
in two days succeeded In settling up all
my afrairs. At the ead or the second day
property, consisting mostly or real estate
in. Nev, i'ork.reniainedunsjldto the amount
of something over $100,000. This I gave
away, dividing M at" haphazard among a
score or more dTlndtvi'dHa'is. The conse
quence of this, was'tflSt upon the raornfng
of the third day, rI Vajs besieged with a
vast multitude of visitors; so that the en
trance to my apartments, as well as the
sidewalk outside, for almist a block either
way, was completeiy'biocked and obstruct
ed by them. . ,
At noon of tlussdme day I embarked
upon my steam yacht', the Ariel, together
with my former dassrtiatp, the Rev. Stephen
rostlethwaitf, and'.set q'ukupon my return
to the desert island qT Miranda Roy.
To make a long "pry short, we cruised
for two long months, without getting a
Ycsemblance to. tndt wefl-reiiicmbered and
glimpse or anything "which had the least
resemblance to that wen-reinemberl and
peculiar shore. There was not, hi Tact,
a nook or corner m tfie lower bay, the
upjier bay, the Hudson, the East River
or the entrance to Long Island Bound,
which I did not, with great care and
painstaking, Investigate. So that the rev
erend gentleman finally looked upon me
as a madman, and openly expressed his
doubts as to the existence, not only or the
island, but or that beautiful girl herself.
As a last resort, I caused to be in
serted In several of the leading Journals
or the metropolis, an advertisement, in
which I offered S50.000 reward for the
discovery or the island, and $50,000
more, ir, at the time of this discovery,
Miranda Roy was still living upon it.
One thing more, and I have done- "IV lieu
1 first got back to .New York, after my
singular meeting with the fair savage.
1 found that my watch, instead of being
2 hours unduG minutes slow, was only 2
hours and 53 minutes slow. As I said be
fore, this timepiece was an exceedingly
accurate one, varying but three or four
seconds in the course of a whole year
Emm this, it seems to me altogether like
ly, that the spot where .Miranda Roy took
the observation must have been three
"minutes east of the 75th meridian. Three
minutes, of course, being equal to three
fourths of a degree, or about fifty-two
miles. As to the latitude of 39 degrees,
40 minutes, 12 seconds, which she figured
out; no dependence at all can he placed I
upon it, as It was based upon a longitude,
in which there was the trifling error of
rorty-four degrees. I give these dnta,
thinking that thBy may be or some use to
any one undertaking to obtain the reward,
by rediscovering the island.
This is all that I have to say about the
matter at the present time.
English, of Course.
Two green reporters, Englishmen, were
sent by thecity editor of a newspaper to a
suburabn town to write up the burning of
an orphan asylum. ' Late that night, when
the news editor was wondering why no
"copy" about the fire was coming by wire,
a telegraph messenger rushedln and handed
liim a dispatch. He opened It and read:
"Hear sir: Wc are here. What shalL.we
It was signed with the names of the two
men sent to "write tip" the fire. The news
editor made a few remarks, then he wrote
on a telegraph blank this brief vmessage:
"FindC out where the fire Is hottest and
jump in." New York Press.
Ootn Pnul's Real Idea.
President Kruger, speaking at Biocmfon
tein, said with regard to the "kwal
vrouw" incident, all who -were present
knew he never uttered a word which could
be construed as being'offeasive to Queen
Victoria or the Britiali government. What
he did say was thai nVftld not come here to
find fault with the -"BriBsh government, but
her majesty was "eefae kwaai vrouw." He
waanotlearnedin languages, but every Af
ricander would 5know' w'haf his words
meant. His meaning' was that her majesty
was 'puntenerig," '.punctilious, exacting,
one wlx would not-glve way. Johannes-
burg Time? "
CYCL.TNG IN WAHFARJ5.
Experiments Being Carried on by
the French Army.
It is evident that the cycle is now in
course of effecting a very potent revolution'
in the manners and customs of men and
women, and it may be interesting to the
cyclists to hear aLout the new uses and
purpobQsto whlchlt lsputln France. Prom
a militury point of view cycling is, as yet.
iu its infancy. Up to the preent time iu
the French army cyclists have been em
ployed chiefly to transmit orders and carry
messages, but it Is now pioposcd to form
cyclist csoips of combatants a kind of
mounted infantry, using bicycles instead of
ponies. An experimental company of sixty
men has been formed by Capt. Gerard, who
has invented for their use an ingenious
bicycle, which can fold In two by mean
or a hinge on the crossbar, so that when
Tolded the front wheel and hind wheel are
next to each other, and the machines be
come readily portable on the men's shoul
ders. The cyclist company, as at present
orgaulzcd, consists or four sections, twelve
men each, commanded by one sergeant and
two corporals, thus making up a total of
forty-eight rank and file, with four ser
geants and eight corporals. The rolding
bicycle Is provided with leather braces, to
enable the men-to carry it on their backs.
The unirormis a blue Jersey, a blue flannel
belt, a loose cloth jacket cut very like a
pilot coat, or an open Norrolk Jacket, red
trousers, close ritting from the knee, leg
gins and ankle boots. These latter are
the worst partof the equipment, and verify
the proverb that the French soldier is the
worst shod in Europe. The equipment
consists or the regulation belt with three
pouches, each containing rorty rounds or
ball cartirtige.- In the pouch carried at the
back thcie Is room provided for the pump
and the usual tools. A canvas bagiaalEo
provided 'to hold a "spare jerseyr-The
armament consists or a Lebel rifle and
bayonet. Two cycle-smiths are attached
to the company. They ride a coupled
bicycle, and carry spare nuts, tires, air
chambers, files, hammers, and other ar
ticles to repair the machines. A van is
attached to the company containing a
poitnblef orge.a boxof a inmunitlon a ndspare
wheels, together with the men's knapsacks
and officers" valises.
This company was tested at the last
autumn inaneuvres near Laon, and was
used for reconnoiterlng, scouting und ad
vanced past duties. Thus, when it was
thought necessary to occupy, at some dis
tance from the main body, a given
strategic point, the cycle company was
dispatched to take possession of it, and,
thanks to the rapidity of its movements
for scouting and reconnoitring duties, it
Is said to have been very serviceable
When the ground is impracticable, then
the men fold their machines, strap them
to ttir backs, clamber over steep wooded
ldlls, and then, on regaining level ground,
rig up their maeliines, und aie once more
on the wing. According to a Ri.trian mili
tary wnter. Gen. nioutsiuski. the LIcycle
is the Ideal mount for mounted infantry,
as the rapidity aud continuity of its move
ments arenotlnterfeicdAvith by the neces
sity or providing forage and water It is,
however, obvious tha"tthee-xperltiient,to be
conclusive, would have to be carried out
on a far larger scale. According to thhs
Tcuvian authority, the military cyclists
ought to be able to travel at a rateof thiity
to thirty-five versts an houi the verst Is
1,107 yards. This teems to me rathei an
exaggeration. Butitisclearthatin France,
a country so amply provided, with excellent
roads, trained bodies of crack shots and ex
perienced cyclists, might iu Teci-nnoiter-ing
service even surpass the exploits or the
dashing Uhlans during the Frnnec-Prusian
war, and be pushed on ns feelers a long dis
tance rrom the main body of their army.
For this service the cycle seems extiemely
well fitted. But that tiodies or cyclists
would haveauychanceagnlnst well-trained
bodies or cavalry, it seems to me a little
premature to claim.
One of the advantages tor the scouting
service is the absolute silence with which
the cycle can move. But it requires good
roads. What would become or a tody of
cyclists having to go over a road broken
up by the passage or artillery arter heavy
rains, it is easy enough to imagine and
once off the road they would be practically
worse than useless. Still, the experi
ment Is a very interesting one, and it is
to be hoped that Capt. Gerard will be al
lowed to work it out moie exhaustively
than he has been able to do as yet.
One of th.e last notions, I hear, is to pro
vide automobile cycles to carry light
machine guns of the Maxim or Hotchkiss
pattern. But I have not heard that this
design has been actually tried. It is
obvious, however, thatthe mechanical trac
tion must, in course of time, he adapted to
military purposes, and for the purpose of
transporting artillery at a rapid rate it
would have some very obvious advantages
over traction by horses, bullocks, or ele
phants. As to the idea put forth by M.
de Kcrohaut and other writers, that the
cycle can ever take the place of cavalry,
and become an "arm of the future," it is
a dangerous delusion, or rather -would
be so if it were possible to imagine any
minister or war so demented as to organize
a cyclist army corps. As an auxiliary
branch of the reconnoiterlng service of
the intelligence- department in the field,
cyclists are likely to be of material ser
vice. But as a fighting unit the claim
put forth on behalf or the cyclists does not
seem consistent with the grinding prin
ciple of warfare common sense. London
The Monkey Convention.
The word was passed in the Jungle, where
the long lianas sway,
And the sunshine sleeps in. the shadow's
anna, throughout the Irfliguoious day,
Word was passed that a meeting of the
Monkey-Folk should he
Mass meeting of indignation, iu the top
of the tallest tree.
From the tombs of the Monkey City, where
the dead kings lie in state,
From the depth of the dank still marshes,
where the crocodiles grimly wait,
From the rock-bound heights where tho
python is the dread of the Monkey
Folk, They came, and with shrieks and chatter
the forest stillness broke.
When the oldest monkey gravely rose and
stilled the din,
And he said: "Ye know the Men-Folk, how
they scamper and nod and grin,
They are a puny people, they cannot climb
They must wait in helpless hunger till
the ripe nuts earthward fall.
"They have called a big mass meeting
the kite has told it me,
(Hovering over that meeting in the hope of
prey was he.)
They say these tribes degenerate, there
are many signs to prove
That from the Monkey People they are but
"This may be true, but I doubt it. Who
ever heard or saw
A monkey with no occupation but Just to
work his Jaw?
We climb and Irolic and chatter but we
get our living, too
But there are some men who never have
anything else to do.
"They live but to grin and bully to fatten
on other's store,
To make the tribe work for them, till the
hearts of .thetribearesore,
And I wish to embody my feelings in a
Resolved, Tnat Degenerate Monkeys Are
no relation to us.' "
THE INCA'S BEARD
It happened so long, long ago, that I was
only a scrap of a girl all Innocence aud
lemon-yellow hair. It was way up in the
.mountains or Pennsylvania and just iu the
heart of a hazy, lazy, mazy July day. that
my Calista stretched out with a summer
novel in a room full of cool breezes
commanded me in that "Stand not on the
order or your going" style peculiar to
clderslsters.togodownstalrs and beam. lsed.
Downstairs meant the hotel parlor and
piazza, with a tennis net stretched on one
side of the lawn and croquet mallets and
balls sprawled about on the other. Then
came the mountains. Theystood like green
grenadiers at every turn, each with Its
name and history, and it was only that
nature had inucle one or the big fellows
break ranks that we were able to see
t'lrough the gap It made, the little Lehigh
rushing by withths tremendous importance
characteristic or shallow streams, and the
spidery iron bridge arching It, over wh'eh
the cars tore madly every hour In the day.
Usually, the rockers and hammocks, und
balls and raquets were all going together -Suit
this was 1 o'clock, with the sun in the
mi.hile or the sky.
It was easy guessing that myCulistaltose
was .not the only sojourner or Cloud Top,
who was given over to books and ceol
ireezes, und as I had only-the choice be
tween staying In the big silent house, jr
prowling up the big, silent mountain at
the back of it, whyln lessthantwo minutes
I was out on the one path accessible to
amateur climbers a path so narrow, so
steep, anil so cropked. that it reminded me
more of the cat steps leading to an old
fashioned attic than anything else I cm
think of Just now, though the proprietor
li3d set it down in the prospectus as the
"Brook trail" -Just as he had set down the
mountain itself as "The Incas Beard "
It was a persuading little trail, to begin
with. At every turn there was a white
board with a black painted hand to point
the way, and tho unkempt little paths that
zig7agged themselves out of the interior
of the mountain darted across its .beaten
track and out of sight, as if they were
afraid. Then the undulations grew into
perpendiculars and showed such demoral
izing symptoms or dallying with the zSg
zngs that one needed to keep a sharp eye
011 the Itoards and another on the trail
to get safely to the stream that gushed
out of a wall of rock high up on themoiin
tain and gave the way Its name.
There are mountains and mountain.-!
The Inca's Eeard riiakes no more show
than a caterpillar on the map, but just
you try to climb it once, with every step
a dozeu inches higher than the last, with
every yard creeping in and out of the
scrubby pines, and with sudden heaps or
clods or stones, and sometimes faggots,
that send you stumbling down and down
if only you chance to touch them. The
faggots mean tramps Y'ou never catch
them making fires, but you come across
hot embers sometimes aud smell the rosin
in the pines. Of course, you never catch
the tramps, because there's the law to
catch them jails with yawning jaws, l.ke
Jonah's whale, and fines, I dare say. as
big. It was a lonely sort of mountain,
for the sun seemed so in awe of fhe
scrubby pines that it only peeped thro igh
them in tremulous, half-hearted glances,
and you never once heard buzzigs in Hie
grass nor chirpings in the leaves, for there
was no grass, there were no leaves; only
loug greenneedlesoverhead andlong br,wii
needles to walk on, and all around you the
stealthy breathing of the pines. Some of
the hotel folks complaiued that the tnca
reminded them too much or a great empty
church on a week day: but I like a great
empty church on a- week day, so up ; nd
up I trudged, like the Excelsior boy we
all know about, until, just as I was think
ing the next turn would end my -soarings
at the stream, why, there came the turn,
and there was no stream at all, but a
great yuwoing chasm as black and deep
as Dante's hell.
I nave never considered myself brave to
eccentricity, but I never scream when a
good, wloleome ejaculation will do as
well- So I ejaculated.
"I've just wouud myelf up in tliesemed
dlesome sheep trots," I philosophized,
wlien I had left off ejaculating, "and now
I'll have to unwind myself the best way
that I can"
It was a very had way, I concluded, when
I had plodded and stumbled around all
afternoon to find myself fronted at last
by a worse pit than the first one: deeper,
blacker, more Dantelsb such a very bad
way that I felt within me that the time
had come for screaming. So 1 screamed.
Then an awrul tale of pan titers flashed
across my consciousness, and I stood as
rigidly silent as that mythological un
fortunate that Jupiter turned Into stone.
But was it panthers or bears that the
chambermaid told me infested the nroun
tain sides? Tautlurs spring from the
treacherous shadows and there were so
many shadows creeping around me and
bears jog up with merry eyes and lolling
tongues, and they hug one tight, tight aud
then I couldn't help myself. 1 had to
Apparently, .some one had heard me in
China, for up from the blackness of he
pit there merged a head, a body, a man!
I was In such a state of panic that I
dare say I would have welcomed the ap
pearance of that other person name un
mentionablewho lives all the year round
in a spiritual pit of his own; so up I
boltedfrom th3 chaff wherel had collapsed
like a riddled balloon, and ran toward him,
explaining with voluble Incoherence as I
wait, that I was lost, and please would
be show me the right way home
While I was walling out my tribulation
he vaulted to the surface, leaned against a
tree and" folded his blue flannel arms.
Such a man and such a look he gave me!
'Stop yer howlin'," he interrupted in a
rousrh bass with a brogue to It, "and tell
me Where's yer pals; hid in the bushes, eh?"
It Micincd very ridiculous In bim to think
I would scream with folks around, so I
plunged into family history deep enough to
explain how Calisla and myself had come
to Cloud Top Tor a week, and how I had
slipped up the mountain this one time by
myself because she was tired from our trip
up the switchback and wanted to read her
self to sleep.
"So ye came up alone and got lost?"
"Certainly I came up alone and got lost.
You are very much mistaken if you think
I could have got any of the boarders to come
along. I never saw such cowards "
"Afraid of getting lost, eh?"
"No, sir; afraid of getting killed "
I was so glad I had said It when I saw
tho way he smiled.
"Airald, are they? Why, don't you know,
youug 'un, that every man Jack down in the
valley owns either a mine or a railroad and
calls himself a king. Now there's King
Dobson, who owns the mountain under your
feet and the bodies and souls of them that's
slavlu' in it. You don't say Dobson's
I didn't want to hurry the gentleman,
but I was mighty anxious to get home.
"I'm very tired," I remarked, apologet
ically, "and if you don't mind, I think
we'd better be Btarting."
"You do, eh? Well, 1 want to know about
"But I don't know anythlug about Dob
eon, except that his wife gave a garden
party last night, and Callsta went. You
would think he owned a dozen mountains
tp hear her tell aliout the way he lives and
how he japends money on the poor."
"How does she know?"
"Well, mister, a man can't build churches
and endow colleges without its getting
out somehow. I suppose they told her
at the party."
"And did they tell her how he works the
men under him at starvation wages, and
how he owns the shanty that stand like a
greedy, temptin' devil at the mouth or each
shaft, so that he can get hack the worta
of his wages ia drink? Did the-y tell her
about the hopeless lives huddled together
up the mountain side, and ot the sou! ho
has driven to lawlessness by his cur-ed
love of gain- "
It is such a long time back that I fotget
It word Tor word, but I do know that in tt-e
telling the fair reputation of the King of
the lnca Mountain fell from him like tho
royal robes fell from that other false krn
in the fairy tale, and thatstandiag UK-re
with the twilight cliuiging irom a lo'-lv
green to a dismal gray, I became canr.cUpm
that hypocrisy was something more than
a hard word to spell it was my lliet
lesson in life.
"So the folks down the valley are afraid
of being killed! Good. Who does the kill
ing?" I wasso tired and hungry.andldidwant
to get home so badly but he didn'tebow
the first sign of budging.
"I guess you know more about it than I
do, living in the middle ofitall. Mr. Parker
keeps Cloud Top -says the Mollies uxed
to be dreadful all through the mountains,
but they were caughtand hanged yearsago.
and that there Is only one gang left up en 1
Mount Plxirah we never go up there.even
In parties and that when the new de
tective who came last night to find out
about the killing of the superintendent of
a mine up there gets to work. there won't
be one left to tell the tale."
In the darkening shadows I saw Ms
forehead wrinkle into deep lines between
his eyes, and he reached out one big paw
of a hand and gripped me by my dre.vi.
No, I wasn'tafraid In the bright lexicon
of my youth there was no such word at
suspicion I had seen miners In plenty, just
like him, on the roads around the hotel,
and they wer always friendly- when I
asked them questions. To my callow un
derstanding the detective was of too little
account to talk about.inthatheate pie with
a knire;butl never did en joy saying hurt
nil things about people, so I described him
in the politest words I could think or I
had not caught bis name.
"So he's comia' to take a hand. Is he?
It's dangerous sport, young 'uu, trackta
desperate men to death. Look at this fine,
big hole "
Still grabbing me by the gathers, he
stepped to the ledge of the chasm, and
necessarily I went along. It was too fine
and big for my use; it made my back creepy
and my head swim.
"There's more than one man tumbled
down here to his death in my time," hu
said, and there was a complacency mixed
up with my preserver's brogue that I
couldn't conscientiously appro-e of.
"Have they, though? Poor things'."
"Why don't they keep ofr, then? They
come prowhn' up here as helpless lookin ai
ye be, an' they say they are lost, the same
as ye do; but they were always informers -always,
an' they always had their pai3 hid
in the bushes, the same as if ye had been
sent by the red-headed man with the big
ears. An' so be, if ye were to stumble,
down ye would go, an down an down;
aa' there ye would lie until there Wrjs
nothin' left of you but some whit.j rags
an' a pile or dusty bones."
No young woman or fourteen, wita a- cor
rect appreciation of her own niceness, likes
to think of such unbecoming results. The
bare suggestion sent me a step backward
it wvild have been two step3, only he 'ct
goof my dress and clinched my armiostead.
"Ah, ha." he chuckled; "soared like the
rest, are ye"
"I'm not half as scared as Calista is,"
I blurted out with sudden tearfulness.
"Here I've been gone all tiny and I know
sne's raving distracted."
"But supposiu'," he persisted, "sup
posin' sonaethin' were to happen to ye an'
ye never got back?"
That struck me as very pathetic.
"I was thinking that same thing, mister,
when you eame along. There's no telling
what would have become or me ir you
hadn't heard me holler and poor Callsta
would just have laid down and died."
I was thankful I had put that in about
Caltba for he straightway ptdled me back
from the pit and let go or my arm.
"It's lime ye were gcttin' home. It's
a tough way, even In the daytime now,
then, gimme' your hand."
And it was a tough way; all ruts and
sticks and darkness, and the hotel lights
were shining between the trees when
we came to the last dump or scrubby pines
that hid us from the vnlley, where I said
good-by to my friend.
No, he wasn't much of a fiiecd to look
at- Just an oldish man, with black, black
hair that had a frostof gray on it, and sort
or homesick eyes. For the rest, 1 think
he was all blue flannel and boots, and his
hands were as black as sin mortal sin.
Being a miner, ol course he couldn't help
He seemed not to want to shake liands,
but I made him, and when he had turned
and was almost swallowed in the shadows
he slipped back and said, in his queer,
rougblsh way, such a very rougliish way:
"Say, young un, have ye heard tell yet
of one Black McCarthy?"
"I should say so He's the leader of thu
Mount Pisgah gang Of course I've heard
of Black McCarthy."
"Perhaps he's hot so black as he's paint
ed: perbips, again, he's worse, for his
hands are stained with blood and his
heart Is burnln' with hate for them who
have made him what hels. However, that'i
nothin': only when the folks down at th
hotel ask ye who found ye lost in the
mountain and brought ye safely home ye
may give my comps-nents to tne retr
hcaded man an' tell him it was Black
Aud It was. Aud though they pet a ropo
around his neck at last, he was my friend,
my honored friend, and I don't care who
When his soul was swung from the legal
Justice of tbis world to the divine Justice
of the other I do believe that Some one
remembered that day up Inea Mountain.
And I believe It heiped.
"VVhite House Courtesy.
He came to pay his respects, he said.
To pay his respects was all,
And Porter, polite as a Prince of Peace,
Permitted the man to call
Whereupon he struck the Major for a Job.
He called to pay his respects, he said.
To pay his respects was all.
And Porter, polite as a Prince or Peace,
Permitted the man to call
Whereupon the man struck the Major for
Third to Three Thousandth Caller
lie called to pay his respects, he said,
To pay hla respects was all,
And Porter, polltsas a Prince of Peace,
Permitted each man to call
Whereupon each man struck the Major for
And the Major mildly answered
To each and every call:
"Just tell them that you saw me,
And that was mostly all."