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that such cares have been made.
ana rejoics that they have not been
sesixined. A matjority of the Demo
crats who are embraced in this maove
meat lave' just begun Zd rJr'i:7.- t
strength of the iguzatw anud to
recognize the fact tiat in their Lama
rests the political power of the Scate
under Demoeratie coiii ol. We be
lieve that these neither eidorse Till
man nor his statements or methols
as such, bat that thevir sole desire is
to promote the success of their own
movement. This brings us to com
mon ground. A majority of the farm
ers in the movement care not so much
for Tillman as for the success of the
movement; the great majority of oth
er Democrats do not object to the
movement but do object to Tillman.
We all agree that within the Demo
cratic lines the farmers of the State
have a decided and available majority,
and can, with the assistance of their
Democratic brethren of other avoca
tions, so control the policy of the
party as to secure to all classes their
proper share of intluence in the ad
ministration of the Government. The
attainment of this result requires the
free and cordial co-operation of all
elements of the Democratic party.
To secure such co-operation it is es
sential that the nominee of the party
for the high office of Go- ernor of this
proud old commonwealth should not
be a man who has besmirched her
fair fame, slandered her officials, dis
ortded her history, outraged her
dignity, betrayed the confidence of
his own supporters and endangered
the integrity of the Democratic party
by sowing the seeds of dissension
among its members, and there are
grounds for apprehension that in tha
event of the refusal by the August
Convention to order a primary elec
tion and of the nomination of B. R.
Tillman by the September Conven
tion a large number of his opponents
while acquiescing in such a result on
grounds of party fealty and political
necessity, can not be induced to give
him that active support which alone
will insure the election of the Demo
cratic nominees in case the Republi
can party puts a ticket in the filed.
In the eyes of all true Democrats the
mainteinance of white supremacy in
the State and the preservation of the
blessings of which that supremacy is
the only guarantee, are of paramount
consideration, superior to the aspira
tions of any individual. The free and
untrammeled expression of the popu
lar will within the lines of the party
organization, will constitute an au
thoritative declaration which must
command ready and willing obedi
ence. But:such an expression can
only be obtained by the adoption of
the primory plan. This plan has
been demanded by the March Con
vention; the demand has been reit
erated by the Democratic conference
which assembled in Columbia on July
10th, and express the confident hope
that it will be further reinforced by
the voice of a united Democracy.
From a verdict thus rendered there
can be no appeal.
The crisis confronting us is the
gravest that has arisen in this State
since 1876. The highest patriotism
can alone prove equal to its exigen
ces. It is time for demagogwes to
be sent to the rear and loyal atid un
selfish citizens brought to the
front. It is with this conviction and
in this spirit that this address is is
sued to our.. Democratic brethren.
That men nho belong to the same
-househod'of political faith should be
alienated from each other by the ar
tifices of ambitious politicians, is as
dangerous as it is unnatural and must
redound to the lasting injury of the
party ,and the State unless the breach
[Signed.] Joas D. KENNEDY,
EDwARD MCADy, JR.
L. W. Yonaws,
-,J. S. FowiER,
T. W. WOODWARD.
W. R. DAvIE,
W. D. Joiissox,
Columbia, S. C., July 17th, 1890.
IT WAS A CRUEL JOKE
Two Wags Creat. a Panic In a St. Louis
ST. Louis, Mo., July 17.-A most
amusing practical joke was carrned
out successfully at the Natatorium,
corner of Nineteenth andPine streets
yesterday, but the perpetrators are
to-day threatened with prosecution
by their victims, Claude Martin and
Thomas Crouch, two horse dealers
who are widely known practical jo
kers, prevailed upon a hostler to dress
in policemau's clothes and go to the
Natatorium. Thither also repaired
Crouch and Martin. The two jokers
were soon engaged in a seemingly
desperate fight, and the sham police
man rushed in to separate them.
Like a flash he was tossed over the
railing into the water among the
throng of bathers, who had been
open-mouthed spectators of the
struggle. Rising to the surface the
policeman drew his revolver and be
ganring with the wildest haste and
recklessness. The now panmc strick
en bathers hurried from the water
and rushed from the building in va
rious stages of deshabille. One of them
was arrested as a lunatic two blocks
way. Others ran through the streets
creating cansternation among pedes
trians, to seek safety in saloons and
doorways. In the melee the jokers
escaped. It took the bath attendants
a long while to sort and deliver cloth
ing to the mortifietl fugitives who
were in hiding at various points.in
the neighborhood of the Natatori
Without Food for Sixty Days.
GALm, ILLs., July 15.--John Roth,
who outdid Tanner in his celebrated
fast, died yesterday at the county
asylum, having passed his sixtieth
day of absolute abstinence from food
of any kind or nourishment, except a
small quantity of water -which was
forced into his stomach every twenty
four hours. For such an absolute
fast his record isno doubt the longest
ever made. Recently Roth worked
at Scales Mound, near this city, until
attacked by progressive paralysis
about two months ago, which inca
pacitated him for work and he was
unable to eat. After a week of fast
ing he was brought to the county
asylum on the 23d of May and there
ng~rd for fifty-three days without
-Emperor William, who seeks to
iimtate in all things his illustrious
ancestor, King Fredrick the Great,
has recently adopted the latter s taste
for white horses. Since the death of
the hero of the '.Seven Years'W ar al
most 130 years ago~horses of that color
have been excluded from the royal
nd imperial stables at Berlin. With
in the last two or three weeks, how
ever, both the emperor and the em
press have repeatedly appeared mn
public in carriages drawn by white
a ndcem-clored horses.
THE APPEAL OF THE RECENT CON
A Statement of The Situation, with Su;:::c
tions to the Democratic Party of South
- In accordance with the instructions
of the Democratic Conference which
met at Columbia on July 10th. the
following address has been issued by
the Advisory Committee:
To the Democracy of South Caro
lina: All white Carolinians worthy of
the race from which they spring and
of the name they bear, and entitled
to share in the traditions of the past,
the prosperity of the present and the
hope of the future, are Democrats.
To such, and only such, we earnestly
and confidently appeal.
All that we have and are, all that
we hope for and desire to transmit to
our children depends upon the con
tinuance of white supremacy in this
State, and this supremacy upon our
united devotion and loyalty to Dem
ocratic principles, unity, harmony
and organization within party lines
obedience to the rules, and faith fin
the justice and success of Democratic
aims, proposes and methods.
To each succeeding generation of
our race is entrused the ark of civili
zation, and upon each devolves the
sacred duty of defending, preserving
and transmitting our racial heritage
of civil and religious liberty, the
fruits of labor and of thought, the
garnered stores of material and intel
lectual wealth-all that is good of
what our race has won and held by
hand or brain, by valor, industry or
wisdom, throughout the ages. -
Is this generation of Carolina
Democrats equal to the trust? Judg
ing the future by the past, we unhesi
tatinly answer, yes. It is, however,
true that "eternal vigilance is the
price of liberty," and the leas.t vigilant
must now perceive that grave danger
is impending over us. At a time
when our State is prosperous beyond
precedent. waxing each day stronger
in material wealth, leading in the
race for mechanical and industrial
supremacy, our people living and
thriving under laws made by legisla
tors, interpreted by judges and exe
cuted by officials of our own race and
choice, with peace and security at
home, respect and credit abroad, we
are suddenly confronted. with such
danger as has never before threatened
the Democracy of this State-the
danger of division in our own ranks.
Infallibility and perfection are
divine attributes and have never yet
been granted to human wisdom or
human institutions. If injustice has
been done, errors have been com
mitted or mistakes have been made,
remember that to err is human; and
remember also that the great party
to which we belong is broad enough,
strong enough, wise enough and just
enough to right all wrongs, correct
all errors, rectify -all mistakes and
mete out equal and~ impartial justice
to all men. Remember that all true
Carolinians are Democrats and as
such entitled to a full, free and equal
share in the management, control and
~policy of the party, and that it re
roierlecmbnt~ aih -f
forts of all Democrats in the State
to keep the Republican wolf from our
door. As Democrats we know no
class. Brothers in blood and race,
destined to stand orfaltogether, we
deprecate all efforts from whatever
source to destroy the unity and in
tegrity upon which the strength and
life of our party depend.
In order to better understand the
position we now occupy, let us recall
*the history of the mevement which
has resulted in the conditions now
onufronting us, and take counsel to
gether on this extraordinary emer
gency in our party affairs.
A convention composed of farmers
representing not less than twenty
six counties in the State, held in the
city of Columbia on December 1st,
1887, unanimously adopted the fol
lowing resolations: "Resolved, that
it is not the purpose of the farmers
of the State to make their organiza
tion a political body hostile to other
classes, nor is it their intention to at
tack the integrity of the State offcers
nor their policy to arraign or dictate
tothe Legislature." "That we believe
in the thorough organization of the
farmers of the State with the object
and firm purpose of developing its
Thiese resolutionswere reported by
*B. R. Thman as chairman of the
committee on resolutions, were
adopted without debate at his re
quest, and expressed the purpose and
scope of the movement inaugurated
by him, and the will of the people re
presented in that movement. In No
vember, 1889, another convention of
the Association was held in Colum
Sbia with a small attendance, which
elected a new executive committee,
having G. W. Shell as president and
chairman ex-offeio. No meeting of
the Association was called or held in
1888, and the Shell Committee held
over, their successors not having been
appointed. In November, 1889, this
committee met in secret without in
structions from or notice to the As
sociation, and authorized G. W. Shell
as chairman ex-officio to issue a call
for a convention to meet in Colum
bia on the 27th day of March, 1890.
Perverting the authority thus given
andin wilful disobedience of the ex.
pressed will and purpose of the As
sociation as set forth in the resolu
tions of 1887, G. W. Shell, over his
signature and in his official capacity
as president and ex-officio chairman,
and with the connivance of B. R.
Tmlman, as Timman himself declares,
issued the call now known as the
Shell Manifesto, in vhich he says
"we will draw up he indictment
against those who have been and are
still governing this Starte," thus seek
ing to arry the farmers in the posi
tion of hostility to other classes of
Democratic citizens, and to poison
their minds against the officials to
whom their party had entrusted the
administration of the State govern
ment since 1876. Forhis own selfish
purposes the farmers have been
taught that to criticise Tmmiian is to
abuse the Farmers' Movement, that
to oppose his methods or nomination
is to oppose the farmers themselves,.
and that to declare him unworthy of
support is to say that the farmers
have no right to meddle in politics or
to suggest either men or measures to
the party. We beg our brother Dem
ocrats to disabuse their minds of all
such ideas, and listen to us as friends
who are equally interested with them
in the true welfare of our State.
.Not one farmer in ten believes the
charges made in the campaign against
the Democratic party or its officials.
Every fair minded advocate of the
ar.m.ner-omen+. sincerely regrets
HE CAN GRAFT SRAINS.
A Ner; M.'rk Surgeon irovt.. That i:ram
wilch uusual demontsniaon are
a.1t-nJed 1in c at a rat the atten
tioln of the facUlty in 1very ucnt r. of
techical learninw, in Europe. Regu
larly the prOfessionis regaled with
istoris: a -s they are called. of
phenomal(I operation,.s by proiniient
surgeous in this city. One of the
most famous of these operators is Dr.
WV. Gihuan .'hompsoni. professor of
physiology in he New York Unive1
sity College and visiting physician to
the Presbyterian and New York Hos
pitals. Dr. Thompson's latest exper
iment was the graf ting of the braix
of one animal upon that of another.
His sueecss opens the question of the
possibility of the grafting of the brains
of human beings. Dr. Thompson
"It occurred to me recently, while
studying cerebral localization in the
lower animals. that it would be inter
GRAFT A PIECE OF BRAIN TISSUE
from one side of a dogs brain to the
other, or from one animal's braininto
another's. and study its vitality. Of
course I hadno expectation of being
able to restoro abolished function by
the operation, but the questioa of
vitality of the brain tissue and the
cause of its degeneration are subjects
of very wide interest. The first ex
periments were preliminary, made
in order to ascertain whether the
transplanted brain would be imme
diately absorbed or would slough
"I cut open the skulls of two large
dogs and interchanged pieces of the
brain tissue of each. On the third
day both dogs were killed, and the
transplanted pieces of brain looksd
normal, and in each c-tse they were
so firmly knitted together that it
was impossible to pull them apart
with a forceps without laceration.
"The next experiment was with a
cat and a dog. Three days later the
cat was killed. The transplanted
dog's brain was found where it had
been placed, firmly adherent to the
cat's brain. No microscopic examin
ation was made in connection with
the experiments, as they wereintend
ed only to determine the possibil
ity of the transplanted tissue adher
ing. Being satisfied in regard to this
matter, I proceeded to another ex
"I procured a street mongrel dog,
opened his skull over the left lobe of
the brain, and through the opening
removed a small portion of brain tis
sue. A cat was simultaneous by operat
ed upon in the same manner, and
the brain tissue of the cat and dog
were interchanged. The openings
were closed and treated. The dog
made a good recovery from the opera
tion, although he was very feeble for
a few days and had to be fed artifi
cially. Subsequently he appeared nor
mal in every way, except the loss of
vision. He was kIled at the end of
seven weeks, when the piece of trans
planted cat's brain was found firmly
adhered to the dog's brain, with the
pia mater intact.
"Now, the features of interest in
this experiment are the facts that,
first: There is complete union through
organic connective tissue of the con
tiguous portions of the two brains;
second, after seven weeks the cat's
brain still maintained enough vitality
to be distinctly recognized as brain
tissue: third, brains of anim als of two
very different species were thus made
to unite. I think the main fact of
this experiment, namely, that the
brain tissue has suffcient vitality to
survive for seven weeks the operation
of transplanation without wholly los.
ing its identity as brain substance,
suggests an interesting field for furth
er research, and I have no doubt
that other experimenters will be re
warded' by investigating it.-New
Hle Left Disgusted.
United States Prosecuting Attorney
Colonel Patrick Henry Winston is
completely disgusted with Spokane
Falls. and says that he never wants
to try another murder case in that
"What is the matter with Spokane?"
asked a friend.
"Well, I will tell you," replied Mr.
Winston. "I tried a case there re
cently, and thought when I startedit
that I had a dead sure thing. I
proved conclusively that the woman
who was accused of committing the
murder bought a pistol the night that
the deed was committed, and then
spent an hour hunting around town
for some cartriges to fit it. After
getting the cartriges she went to the
door of the victim's house and rang
the bell. He answered it, and when
he op'ened the door she filled him as
full of holes as a sieve. Seven peo
ple saw her do it. E~e died inside of
"Well, I should think you had a
pretty clear case," observed his
"That's what I thought," replied
Mr. Winston, "but it seems that I
didn't. The defense did not pretend
to rebut any of the testimony of the
prosecution. They simply put about
a dozen medical experts on the stand
who swore that the man died of
Bright's disease of the kidneys, and
the jury found the prisoner not guilty
in less than ten minutes. Bahi!" and
Mr. Winston walked down the street
with a very disgusted expression on
his countenance.-Seattle Press.
. General Fremiont's Career.
Gen. John C. Fremont, who died in
New York Sunday, had an eventful
career. The son of a French immi
grant, he was boi-n in Savannah, Ga.,
in 1813, an:1 received a collegiate
education. Appointed to a lieuten
ancy in the United States corps of
engineers, he penetrated the Rocky
Mountains at two points, and won
the title of "the pathfinder." He also
defined much of the geography be
tween the Rocky Mountains and the
Pacific Coast, and bore a conspicuous
part in the conquest of Upper Cali
fornia. He represented California in
the United States Senate from 1849
to 1851. The first candidate of the
Republican party, he was defeated
for President in 1856 by James
Buchanan. General Fremont served
as a major-general in the Union army
during the late'civil war and at the
present session of Congress was
placed on the retired list, with the
rank of major-general.
As an evidence of how the culture
of tobasco has increased in Nash
county, N. C., where the culture was
introduced in 18S4, a local paper
states that one thousand tobacco
barns have already been erected in
that county. and that maniy more will
be erected before the crop matures.
Many of the farmers of that section
have cleared from $300 to $400. an
acre on their tobacco, figures wmich
mar rarel ever eaualed anywhere.
MARION'S MEEJ ING.
!T IS MARRED BY A VERY FXCiTING
An An;:ry Colloqy aect ween Captain Till
man and 31r. Hughson ot the News and
IMEAo.N, S. C., Jlly 17. -All of
Marion county turned out at the
campaign meeting today.
There were about two thousand
people in attendance, among whom
were a large number of negroes.
With the exception of one incident
it was one of the quietest and best
ordered meetings yet held. This in
cident occmred during Capt. Till
man's speech and came near precipi
tating bloodshed. For several min
utes the situation was thrilling in the
It has been the custom of Capt.
Tillman in all of his speeches to re
fleet severely on The Charleston News
and Courier. In the course of his
remarks today he paid his usual com
pliments to that journal. referiing to
it as that infamous lying sheet which
continually misrepresented him by
lying head lines and otherwise. Fol
lowing a statement of thiskind today
he told his audience to watch this
meeting and tlge report of it in The
News and Couier and observe the
The meeting was beiug reported
for The News and Courier by Mr.
Shirley Hughson, one of the staff
members ot that paper. He was
seated at the same table with The
Chronicle correspondent, and as soon
as Capt. Tillman made the remark,
Mr. Hughson sprang to his feet and
said: "Capt. Tillman, if you mean
to say, sir, that I have ever misrepre
sented you, you are an infernal liar
and the truth is not in you."
The two ien were within five feet
of each other, and the eyes of both
sparkled wiLh anger and resentment.
Capt. Tillman -turned around and
faced the newspaper man, making
some remark which was drowned by
They stood glaring at each other
for a moment or more and in the
meantime the audience began to sway
with excitement. A chorus of voices
said: "Put him off the stand, put
him off the stand," and there was a
wild rush made for the platform.
Gen. Earle, Gen. Bonham and other
friends on the platform advanced and
placed themselves at the side of Mr.
Hughson, while a score or more of
anti-Tillman men crowded on the
stage with open knives and other
weapons of defense.
Agaan and again the cry rang out:
"Put him off, put him off, put him
off." In obedience to the command
three or four policemen with drawn
clubs clinched on the banisters of the
platform and started towards Mr.
Hughson, who stood with one hand
on his hip pocket and defied them to
put their hands on him. Mr. Hugh
son in the meantime was completely
surrounded by his friends and the
policemen were forced back to the
ground. The platform literally trem
bled under the weight and 'strain,
and every moment threatened a
hand-to-hand struggle between
twenty or thirty men.
Capt. Tillman appealed to his
friends to keep quiet, but the only
thing that prevented a row of the
most serious nature was thatL the
candidates and others blocked the
entrance to the stand and thereby
prevented the friends >f Capt. Till
man from mounting it.
When the excitement was at its
height several of the candidates ap
proched Mr. Hughson and com
mended his action, while he received
an ovation at the hands of the anti
Tilman men generally. Large num
bers called on him at the hotel dur
ing the afternoon to offer their con
gratulations. Many of Capt. Till
man's friends, hcwever, regarded the
declaration of Mr. Hughson unneces
sary. They claim that Capt Till
man's remark had no specific appil
cation to Mr. Hughson, and was not
intended to reflect on him.
Capt. Tillmnan concluded his speech
as soon as the excitement subsided,
but before doing so he called on his
supporters to hold up their right
hands. What appeared to be three -
fourths of the crowd raised their
Capt. Tillman, as on yesterday,
commented severely on the proceed
ings of the anti-Tillmah conference
of Columbia. He referred to Col.
Joseph Barnwell's speech and other
demonstrations as embodying threats
of assassination as a means to pre
vent him from being Governor. This
brought about an exciting colloquy
between him and Gen. Earle, which
led up to the episode with Mr.
The speeches of Gens. Bratton and
Earle were strong and aggressive,
and were listened to without inter
LACY JUMPS ON EARLY.
Th General's Private and Public Record
FREERICKSBURG, Va., July 14.-In
response to the interview with Gen.
Early, which has appeared all over
the country, denying that Gen. R. E.
Lee ever told Maj. Horace Lacy that
if he (Lee) retired from command he
would recommend Gen. Mahone as
his successor, Maj. Lacy has published
a card, in which he deals not gently
wth Gen. Early's record, public and
private, both before and since the
In his interview Gen. Early de
nounced Maj. Lacy as a liar and a
crank. In his reply Maj. Lacy says
in substance that Earley's non-recol
lection of what passed at Richmond
at the unveiling of the Lee monument
between himself and Early, concern
ing the conversation with Lacy, is
proof of his debauched condition on
that day. He says Early is not only
a miserable liar, but his private char
acter is in keeping with the hie which
has stamped his brow ever since this
controversy began, and that what he
said was literally true.
Then Lacy turns on Early's mili
tary career, and says that whether in
tent, at drill or on the parade he was
invariably drunk, and the only noto
riety he has attained since the war
was his love for gambling-houses and
other places of ill-fame, and his con
cubinage with a negress.
His card closes in this manner: "I
am a Democrat, and have no sympa
thy with Maihone or his tactics. and I
am opposed to him as a politician.
In justice to myself I feel I should
reirate what I hav'e already said,
and I regret that I have to deal with
this miserable cur, who is trying to
exhag d-munn for bravery."
gow a Newspaper Correspondent Aste
ished a Company of Coss;acks.
A newspaper correspondent. David
Ker, traveling in central Asia., came
one evening upon a Cossack camp.
Fires were blazing, and round the,
were stretched the men. resting after
a hard day's march. The traveler had
been long on the road, and with his
white Russian forage cap and travel
stainea clothing looked so much like
the Cossacks themselves that he en
tered the camp quite unnoticed. Then
he sat down on a stone and took out a
colored map of the country, knowing
well that the strange sight woula
brine the men about him immediately.
-go it proved. I suddenly became
sware of a gaunt, sallow, gray-mus
tached visage-so criss-crossed with
saber scars as to look like a rmilway
map-peering over my shoulder. Then
anuother and another carme edging in,
till I was conpletely surrounded by
wild figures and grim faces.
"'What's that picture, father? We
can't quite make it out.'
"*It's not a picture at all, brothers
it's a plan that shows me the very way
by which you have come here from
holy Russia and all the places you have
"Then, seeming not to notice the
looks of unbelief and the meaning
grins with wvhich my heare-:s receivea
what they considered to be a most out
rageous lie, I went on:
"-Up here. at Orenburg, you passed
the Ural river and then noarched east
ward to Orsk, where you crossed the
frontier and turned to the southeast.'
'So we did, comrades!' shouted hall
a dozen voices at once. -Ie speaks thi'
truth-so we did.'
-"Then you passed Fort Kara Butak,
crossed the Kara Koum desert, and
halted here and here and hcre,'-nam
ing and describing the various posts.
"The Cossacks istened open-mouth
ed to the familiar names, and the ex
cited clamor was followed by a silence
of utter amazement. Then one said:
'Father, can you show us the very
place where we are now?"
'To be sure I can, my lad. See,
that black spot is the village yonder.
there's the river twisting and winding,
and here is your camp.'
"There was another pause of blank
bewilderment, and then the scarred
veteran with the gray mustache asked
in awe-stricken whisper:
"But, father, tell me, for the love of
heaven, if we've marehed a thousand
miles since leaving holy Russia, how
can it all go into a little scrap of paper
no bigger than an Easter cake?'"
Two Fools and Their Money.
The eccentricities of the late Dr.
Henry Hiller and wife of Wilmington,
Mass., whose fad was magnificently
earved and luxuriously upholstered
burial caskets, have been described in
the press already. The doctor's funeral
took plase a year ago, and the corpse
was carried to its last resting place in
a silk-lined, gold-plated. elaborately
carved casket of solid mahogany.
Not satisfied with the ghostly magnifi
cence of a ycar ago the widow has
been at work- on the construction of
new caskets, one foi her husband, the
other for herself. Each casket is in
two parts, the basket proper and the
sarcophagus. The material in all frour
is solid mahogany, imported specially
from South America. The upholster
ing inside is as elaborate as money
could make it. Corded silk of the
value of $40 a yard is the material used.
The lids are made of separate panels,
highly polished, richly carved, and
fastened by solid gold hinoes, with
knobs of solid gold for opening them.
The doctor's new casket is fastened by
a heavy brass door of Gothic design,
having a knob made of six pounds of
solid gld. On the panels are solid
gold tbets ascribed with the doctor's
favorite passage of Scripture.
Mrs. Huller has also made for herself
a burial robe of which it may be truly
said that it beggars description. The
dressmaker comnpleted it after four
months' labor and an outlay of $20,000.
The robe is made of white ottoman
silk, corded heavily. There is also a
wilderness of white silk lace running
in perpendicular panels and tuckel
and gathered and fluted until it stands
out to a distanee of. five inches.
The +.otal outlay by Mrs. Hiller will
be nsi *ar short c'f $500,000. The
cnausoleum will be of hammered gran
ite. In the four walls will be built
windows, through which it is planned
to have rays of colored light enter, a
:lifferent light to each window, which,
blending, will fall upon the caskets
rusting side by side within.-Bostona
Bargainting in Alglers.
You select your goods with slow de
libern.tion, pile them together casually
in a little heap, eye them askance with
an inquiring glance, and taa a cory~
temnplative pull or two at the inspiring
weed in solemn silence, says a writer
in the Gentleman's Magazine. Mo
hammed Ali responds with a puff from
his cigarette in grave concert. Thon
you walk once or twice up and down
the piazza slowly, and, jerking your
head with careless ease in the direction
of your selected pile, you inquire, as if
for abstract reasons merely, in an off
hand tone, your Moslem friend's lowest
cash quotation for the lot as it stands.
Two hundred francs is the smallest
price. Mohammed Ali paid far more
than that himself for them. He sella
simply for occupation it would seem.
Lok at the work, monsieur. All
graven brass, not mere repeusse metal,
or real old chain-stitch, alike on both
ides-none of your wretched, corn
mon-place, modern, machine-made em
You smile incredulously, and remark
with a wise nod that your Moslem
friend must surely be in error. A mis
take of the press. For 200 francs read
Mohammed Ali assumes an expres
sive attitude of virtuo~us indignation
and resumes his tobacco. Fifty francs
for all that lot! Monsieur jests.. He
shows himself a very poor judge, in
deed, of values.
Half an hour's debate and ten suc
cessive abatements reduce the lot at
last to a fair average price of 70 francs.
Mohammed Ali declares you have rob
bed him of his profit, and pockets his
cash with inarticulate grumblings in
the Arab tongue. Next day you see in
he Rue Bab-Azzoun that you have paid
Limn at least 30 francs too much for
your suluosed barzain.
Jas-..ce in Ireland.
Mary Ryan, an evicted tenant, who
:ared to return to the estate in Ireland
romn which she had becr turned off,
as just been released from prison.
where she had served two yecars for her
seinous offense, which was contrued as
. contempt of court.
One of Franklin's Stories.
In the third year of the revolution
the British government proposed to
make peace and grant the colonies the
privilege they had demanded on the
condition that they should pay the ex
penses of the war. Franklin replied
that the proposal reminded him of
something that hapuened when he
lived in London. A Trenennu~m, who
was a little out of his head, heated a
poker red-hot and then dashed into the
street, exehtimin;ii to the first man he
met: " Me stick dis into. you six
inches." - No von don't" was the re
ply. - Well, den me stick it in dree
inches!" '-No. sir!" was the more enm
phatic reply. " Well deni. sare, you
will of course pay me for heating de
eaige of tie precipice-then his face,
on which anticipated triumph sat en
The cord slipped slowly through her
grloved hand. and at last she stepped
aside. for the lashing about the tree
now Ihd lhim up.
She crept near the brink of the dizzy
height and listened for a sound from
the man below. A slight swaying of
the rope that rested on the rock told
her that he was swin-ing himself in
ward toward the iower, and she
watched his movements with the eye of
Gradually the movement ceased.
"Ethel!" came up from below.
"I have not the flower!"
"Bravo!" she said, and then rose,
pale as ashes.
"I will do it now!" she said, under her
breath, glancing up at a cloud rapidly
nearing the moon. "Georgina Gren
ville, you have won him, but shall
never wear him! You have stolen him
from me; this evening I steal him from
Her eyes now flashed with anger, and
heti bos6m rose and fell tumultuously
The renewed oscillation of the rope
told her that he was ascending and,
springinr toward the tree, she drew a
knife. ft was a beautiful, ivory-han
died knife, and-the shining blade there
of was strong.
She dropped, suddenly grown calm.
beside the rope. and looked up at the
cloud again. The fragmented edges
were crossing the rim of the moon, and
while she looked she held her breath.
The shadow advanced; such a cloud
sever retrogrades; fate was behind it.
Gradually the moon was eclipsed,
and when that eclipse was at its full
the headstrong girl turned to the rope.
"This is my revenge, Georgina Gren
ville!" she hissed, and the knife struck
The next second there was a voice at
-Ethel, Eth-great heaven-my-"
The rope was severed, and the cry.of
the student, hurled headlong down in
to the torrent of mad waters that
plunged through the bed of the chasm,
A moment later the moonteams fell
upon Ethel Dane, standing alone be
neath the tree, pale as death, but
triumphant. By and by she crept to
the edge of the cliff, and found-one
leaf ofthat beautiful flower, glued to
the rock by the pressure of his hand!
She could not touch it, and while she
looked it fell of its own accord down,
down, after him.
How she listened for a wail; but none
came up. How she strained her eyes
to catch a glimpse at hiin lying on the
drenched baok below-dead, but no
such sight rewarded her. The silence
of death hun- abou.t the cliffs of Elles
mere-as wei it might, for the noblest
youth in the land had sold his life for a
And a young girl stood over his un
. known grave with a stain of murder on
Ethel suddenly started from the cliff
and toiled at the end of the coiled rope
a long time. Then she walked away
and entered her home alone. The
house was deserted, for she had been
alone for several days. Her parents
r were absent on a visit, and as she had
answered the ring at the bell herself
the servants did not know who had
called. Therefore Frank Hazel's visit
' had not been known.
I She would keep the dread secret of
his doom in her own breast, and for
1four years she kept it well.
1In the little churchyard of Boyleston
may bes seen an unpretentious marble
fslab bearing this inscription: "Frank
1Hazel, aet. 19. They whom the gods
love die young." Above the name
is carved a beautiful lily falling from
SThree days after the tragedy his
-body was found, and in his hand was
crushed the flowor for whose posses
sion lie had imperiled and lost his life.
BEthel could tell but little concerning
his death. He had discovered a rare
flower somewhere among the rocks,
and he had told her that nothing was
easier than to let himself over the oliffs
by a rope and secure the botanical
prize. This was all she told, and his
fellow-students said that his love for
botany had cost a life.
With the secret shared by the grave
and Ethel's heart, unknown to the
world, I say four years passed.
From a lovely girl the vuluptuous
Ethel had grown into radiant woman
hood, accomplished and admired, the
reigning belle of Bath, many long
miles from the cliffs of Ellesmnere.
IHer father was dead, and she pre
sided over a luxurious home, which she
shared with a dignified maiden aunt.
If many wooers came to her side, it
was no fault of hers, for she was beau
tiful, as beautiful as the lily of the
She dismissed lovers with a "no"
that but intensified their adoration; but
at last she gave her heart away.
The fortunate man was Sir Robert
Mortimer. a wOaW baronet. She
loved him. I say this knowingly; that
love intensified by years, which she had
bestowed on Frank Hazel, she gave to
him. He was gratified, and the day
. . . . * *
"Will you please direct me to the
residence of Mis Dane?"
The speaker was a woman clad in a
close-fitting black dress and heavily
veiled. She addressed a policeman,
who gave her the requisite directions.
She knocked gently at the front
"Is Miss Dane in?"
"She is in her chamber, still up, I
"Can I see her?"
"I'll see. What name?"
The woman in black hesitated, but
presently answered: "Say one who
knew h'er long ago, and and that I
must see her to-night."
The servant disappeared, and a few
moments later the visitor was ushered
Iinto Ethel's boudoir.
The beautiful woman sat at a writinG
table, partly en dishabille. She looke2
up at the visitor, and then started to
"Georgina Grenvile, is it von?"
Half an hour after the black-robed
woman was let out by the same servant
who was summoned to Ethel's roomi.
I(I am now dealing with sworn testi
mony, given at tho Coroner's inquest.)
3She found her mistress apparently
calm. Ethel placed a paper in her
-hand, and bade her take it to a particu
lar chemist whose shop was always
kept open v-ery late. She did so, and
Ireceived a small vial containing a p ink
3ish liquid. This she delivered to Ethel,
who dismissed her after requesting her
to wake her at seven the next morn
The "next morning" Ethel Dane
It was her wedding day; but she
lay on her conch dead; and her icy fin
gers, resting on a small table, touched
a bottle quite empty. labeled "Hydrate
of Chloral." Why had she taken her
own life? -Her botrothed could not
tell; to her aunt, even, the motive was
enveopedl in mystery, and detectives
were put on the track of the woman in
I'he shrewdest of the lot caught her
This par1t of her confession may in
terest the reader:
"I was on the Boyleston sidIe of the
lifs th~at nigrht. I saw him dlescend. I.
sa Ethel D~ane stoop over' the rnope
with a knife. Then the cloud came
over the moon. But I heard the sever
ing of the cord, and his ery. I knew
hat she had sent him to his death. I
ITHLEl DANPS RI[NG[.
I have seen enougly to know that he
is trifling with me-that her (loll-like
face and balv tone have taken him
from me; an4 I will not endure it
louier. This evening I will show him
that Ethel Dane's love can not be
wounded with imipunity, and I will
strike her, I hope, to death. He said
he would come this evening-come to
get me the flower."
The speaker. a beautiful girl. just
conpleting her seventeenth year, stood
at a deep bay window, whose thick
curtains almost hid her well-rounded
form. A pair of white hands were
clinched.as if in anger, and dark eyes
contrasted vividly with ashen lips. A
splendid gold watch, sparkling with
diamonds, glistened in a black belt,
and she consulted it as the last words
fell from her tongue.
"Georgina Grenville, if I can not
outwit you I will don the veil and hide
my face from the world forever. De
sioinedly you have drawn him to your
sie but, as designedlv, I will take
him away. It is almost death to cross
the path of a Dane. Perhaps you haie
not learned this, for you are young.
Inexorable fate has decided that I
must be your teac.,ir. I accept the de
cision, and this evening I teach you a
lesson you will never forget. Yes!
But there he is! I diA not see him
come up the walk. Where were my
The silvery tones of the front door
bell interrupted Ethel Dane, and
springing from the parlor, she an
swered tle summons in person.
A beardless youth, whose dark eyes
matched her own so well, stood on the
steps and spoke her name in rich tones.
His appearance was noble, his face
prepossessing, and told that he had not
yet reached his majority.
"Are you ready for the walk,Ethel?'
he asked. 'The evening is truly beau
tiful, the winds sleep, and
The Queen of night
Shinesfair with all her virgin stars about herl
I skirted the gorge and listed to th
noise of the mad, muddy current. J
saw the flower-that pretty flower,
"So it is still there!" she cried eager
"It is, and in the moonlight lookec
lovelier than efer. We will get il
presently. See!" and drawing his coal
aside he revealed a coil of rope. "I
shall greet the sun from your boudoi
window to-morrow, Ethel; I want t<
see it in your hair."
"But yu shall not risk your life t<
gratify a foolish wish of mine," sh
said. -Let the flower wither where i
"No, no; it -rew there for you, anc
you alone shalThave it. Come, Ethel
Wot me go; I am impatient."
He waited at the door until she hac
thrown some light vestment over he:
Lead, and then walked away at he:
"The rain was a flood at Ellesmere,
he said plucking' a leaf from the elm 1i
whose dim shade they were walking
"and its waters have reached the gorge
You can hear them now, Ethel."
The roar of angry waters grew loude
as they'advancedthrough the wood,ani
at last they paused directly above thi
torrent. The chasm of Ellesmere, th
deepest in all Cumberland, was befor<
them; and far below the cliffs in thi
moonlight the waters rushed towar
the sea. It was a narrow chasm,
dangerously deep, and its sides were il
many places quite perpendicular. Il
other places concavities existed; an<
there, nourished by the drip, drip c
the stones' icy perspiration, beautifu
ferns and flowers flourished.
Frank Hazel had often accompanie<
Ethel to the spot they had reached. Hi;
hands had fashioned a rustic settee,ani
placed it near the edge of the preci
pice. There, with the moon abovi
them and the waters beneath, the;
had passed many hallowed hours. Ha
admired the impassioned girl; but:
I can not say that he loved her. But a
19 years of age he did not think ver;
much of the tender passion; his studie
at his tutor's residence not far fron
the cliffs had kept him from the court;
of the little go'd. But he loved the so
iety of woman, the lisp of little girl;
'nd their pardenable foibles.
Ethel Dane loved him from the first
He seemed her beau-ideal of a lover
and into her adoration she threw th<
wealth of her passion-thz voluptuous
nessof her heart. She was happy in th<
thought that he smiled on none bu
her, until she discovered that his nami
was often on the lips of Georgia
Grenville, a girl whose father owne<
a small estate on the Boyleston side o
the chasm. The discovery irritatet
he. She watched, and heard more
and her jealousy magnified molehill:
a thousand diameters.
"I wo:1 him first!" she was wvont t<
exclaim when alone. "Georin:
Grevill e shall never wvear him! W~ha
I can not wear I will destroy!"
Frank Hazel had often leaned ovel
Ellesmere Crags and plucked ferns ani
flowers for the impassioned beauty'
hair. She encouraged him in this; i
recalled the days of chivalry, of whicl
she was extremely fond; and he, fear.
less to a fault almost, delighted to wit
the green and scarlet gems. One da:
while wandering along the Boylestoi
side of the cliffs, the young studen
discovered a wondrously magnificen
flower that peeped from a cliff in the
rocks perhaps twenty feet below th<
settee I have mentioned.
He hastened across the chasm and
examined the flower. It s'eemed al
first a genuine tiger lily, but whilei
belonged to the lily family it could nol
bear that particular name.
It was as large as his hand and grev
upon the end of a rich emerald stem
Its six spreading, somewhat crisp part:
or leaves were rolled back at points
and its ivory-white skin was thickl:
studde4d with scarlet points or studs
To enhance these beauties, in the mid
dIe of each of the six parts a broat
stripe of light satin yellow graduall;
lost itself in the delicacy of the ivor;
skin. The light that fell upon it wva
directly from above, and the beautifu
stripes acquired the appearance of gen
te streamlets of Australian gold.
Our hero could not touch the flower
but when he described its beauties t<
Ethel Dane, and heard her wish t<
possess it, lhe resolveti tnlat ne woui<
rob the rock and please her.
He camo to the Dane's house on th
evening that witnessed the opening o
our story~prepared to secure the match
less specimen of botany. He carried
strong rope beneath his coat, and afte
satisfying himself that the rock stil
guarded the prize lie began to prepart
for the undertaking.
Ethel watched him make a loop al
one end of the rop~e, with somiething
like a gleam of revenige in her darli
eye, and when lhe fastened the cord tc
a vounir tree that stood near' the edgi
of the cliff. she saidl, "Frank the ropt
"Break? No Ethel, it would hane
a giant," lie said, smiling. "You wil
put on my gloves and let me down
slowly. 1 ean aseend, you know with
She put on the almost womanish
gauntlets lie extended. and he dropped
the loop over th-e cliff. Then, putting
his nether limb over lie found the rope
and put his feet into the noose.
Now, down we go, Ethel!" lie said,
looking up smiling. ''Keep the rope
tight andi let it slip through 5our tin
She was very strong for a girl of her
years and she held thy rope as he had
ranted to see her happIness -ain
:omplete. I lonaed for her we ddng
wve. It came. 7 went to her house
tnd told her what I had witnessed.
3he could not deny it. Thus I made
ier too miserable for this life. When
[ left her she said that I had blighted
er life, and death she sought in
Jhe poison's sting. I loved Frank
Eazel. He was to have married me on
The detective released her.
In a pleasant village in Cumberlana
, mother looks with love upon a bright
eyed boy. Her face is familiar. Geor
gina Grenville is a rich farmer's wife,
and the boy's name is Frank Hazel
Her husband does not claim all of her
iove. Some of it is buried in a grave.
IN PURSUIT OF SNAKES.
A Collector's Hunt After a Rather Ugly
There Is a popular prejudice against
even the most harmless snakes, and
few people would carry the collector's
rage so far as to attempt the capture of
an ugly-looking reptile with the bare
hands. But the born naturalist, like
the born sportsman, does not mind any
slight risk when his blood is up. In
Sherman F. Denton's "Incidents of a
Collector's Rambles" is the following
account of an incident belonging to his
stay in Australia:
Snakes were rather numerous, and
one day, while walking in the thick
Pcrnb, I came across a large, light
brown one, coiled upon the ground.
He was by far the largest specimen I
had ever seen at large, and was proba.
bly ten or twelve feet long, and as
thick as a man's leg at the knee.
I thought at first I would shoot him
in the head with a light charge of shot,
and carry home his si *. Then I con.
sidered that, if taken alive, he would
be worth five times as much.
Feeling about in my pocket and game
bag.I at last found a leather strap with
a buckle. I drew the strap through
the buckle, making a noose, and thus
armed, started cautiously toward his
snakeship, intending to put the noose
over his head.
As soon as I came nearjie partly
coiled, opened his mouth very
thereby disclosing his sharp teeth
hissing spitefully, struck at
dodged behind a small tree, an
ing out as far as I dared, tried
times to noose him. He was v
age, and looked powerful e
crush me in his folds. At
are my courage was at
After I had teased him
time, he suddenly decided
company, and started off
I caught up my n and
him, and. by a runnin
scrub, managed to head
stopped. coiled up again,
tried the noose. He was
occasion, putting his he
coils in a very sulky man
soon as I reached out, an
by the tail he pulled awa .
force and started off once
This time he took refu
fallen tree;and before I co d
off, he was gliding down the ho
some wild beast, which was partly
ealed by the dead branches. I reach
the spot just as the lst two or three
feet were going down, and seizing his
tail with both hands, I hung on desper
With my feet braced against a limb
of a tree, I pulled till the tail cracked
and snapped, as if it would break
asunder. Sometimes he pulled me
within a few inches of the hole,. and
then I would brace up on the limb, and
irag him half way out.
At last I grew so tired that I had to
et go my hold,and, with many regrets,
Ssaw the last few inches of the tail
lisappear beneath the ground.
"Me and Jim."
Half a dozen of us stood at the dg
of the Erie passenger doepot in Buffto
when we saw a tramp bearing dewn
upon us. There was considera~.e
comment on his looks, and some
guessing as to what excuse he wodd
rge, and as he came up one of Ae
"Come, now, but you want to get on
to Cleveland to see your wife die, dodt
"Ah! I recoonized him at a inot
added a secon<. "He is the man 'wth
the ossified liver."
"No he isn't," put in a third. 'de
is the man who neiver recovered frem
the Chicago fire."
The tramp looked from one to *0
oter with very serious face, and wen
the'laugh had died away he said:
"Gentlemen you are all off. If fee
have five minutes to spare please come
We followed him through the depot
and out into the yards, and there on. a
platform was something covered wih
a tarpaulin. He raised this, and we
aw the crushed and mangled rema
of a man.
"My partner, Jim," he explained.
"We've traveled tootether for many .
ear, me and Jim, Ymut this is the end.
We came in on the bumpers lastnl,
and he got a fall under the whel
down here in the yards."
"Say, we didn't mean to hurt yn
feelings," replied one of the boys.
"Oh, of course not. Foor old Jbni!
Poor, ragged, and ignorant, ou;tse
as steel, and he never done no mian
harm. G.ents, I'm a tramp, but no
beggar. I don't want any help, but if
you feel like chipping in a bit for noor
old Jim I'll get him a white shirt fi be
buried in, have a barber shave hi
and when the coroner orders imn off
to pauper's field I'll throw a few nowers
into the pine box to take the curse off."
Andaha the porold tramp ia
his pauper's coffin sleeps the better for
what we gave.-N. Y. Sun.
The Hardest Worker in Jamaos.
Everywhere, where the water is quie
in bays and harbors, one sees the man
grove at its silent, ceaseless work. The
parent trunk, growing~ from a little
pink stem, shoots up into a low shrub
with wide-spreading branches, clothed
perpetually with glossy green leaves.
From these branches long slender roots
drop into the water beneath, where, mB
the muddy soil at the bottom, they
themselves take root, and in turn be
come trunks and trees. And everya
where under the snake-like net-work of
roots which rise out of the muddy soil.
and in a tangle of branches above, life
is pulsing and rustlino. Innumerable
crabs, with long red legs and black
bodies peppered with white spots,
scurry and crawl in and out upon the
rank mud beneath the arching roots,
aid droll hermit-crabs draw them
selves with a click into the burrowed
houses-strange-looking shells with
long spines, curious spirals, mottled
with blue and gray and yellow.
In the days of th~e Spaniards vessels
used to sail up the Rio Cobra to
Spanish Town; now it is wellnig'h
choked with the wash of centuries. T
enter it you pass around a long spur of
sand that stretches far out into the bay,
a roosting-place for sleepy pelicans
resting from their fishing----old Joes,"
as the islanders call them. The channel,
barely deep enough for the light canoes
of the fishermen, is tortuous and wind.
ing, and further up along its course is
nearly roofed in by overarching trees,
and bordered by iinpenetrable thickets
that now forever shut out the life that
used to come and go between the har
bor and San Jago de la Vega.-Howard