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Poetry.
THE DEACON'S STORY.
BY N. S. EMERSON.
Tin solemn old bells in the steeple
Are rtagin'. I gneas you know why I
No! WelL, then, I'll tell yoo, though mostly
It's whispered about on the sly.
Some six weeks ago, achnrch meetln'
Was called for nobody knew what;
But we went, and the pan-on was present,
And I dontt know who, or who not.
Some twenty odd members, I catenate.
Which mostly was women, of course;
Though I don't mean to car aught ag'm' vm,
I've seen many fathering worpe.
There, In the front row. sat the deacons.
The eldest was old Deacon Pryor;
A man countln' foarecore-and-seven;
And gin'raliy full of his Ire.
Beside him, his wife, conn tin' fourscore,
A kind-hearted, motherly soul;
And next to her, young Deacon Hartley,
A good Christian man on the whole.
Miss Parsons, a epinstrr of fifty.
And long a?o laid ou the shelf.
Bad wedged herself next: and, beside her.
Was Deacon Monroe that'e myself.
The meeln' was soon called to order.
The Darson looked clnm as a text:
We gazed at each other in silence.
And silently wondered What next?"
Then slowly nprose Deacon Hartley ;
Bis voice sermed to tremble with fear.
As he said : " Boy add man you have known me,
Mj good mends, (or nih forty year.
And yea scarce may expect a confession
Of error from me; but you know,
Xt dearly loved wife died last Chrietmas,
It's now nearly ten montbs ago.
The winter went by ong and lonel
The spring hurried forward apace;
The farm-work came on. and 1 needed
A woman about the old place.
"The children were wilder than rabbits,
And still growing worse every day ;
No help to be found in the village.
Although I was williu' to pay.
In fact, I was nigh 'bout discouraged
For everything looked so forlorn ;
When good litt e Patience alcAlpine
kipped into our kitchen one morn.
M She had only nn m or an errand I
But she laughed at our miserable plight.
And set to work, jist like a woman,
A -putting the whole place to right.
And though her own folks was so busy.
And 1 ly her belpin' could spare.
She flit in and out like a sparrow.
And most every day she was there,
89 the summer went by soft o' cheerful.
And one night my baby, my foe.
Seemed feverish, and fretful, and woke me.
By crving, at midnight, you know.
I was tired with my day's work, and sleepy.
And couldn't, lo way, keep him stili ;
Bo, at last, I grew angry, and snanked him.
And then be screamed out with a will.
" Jat about then I beard a soft rapping,
Away at the half-open door;
And then little Patience Mc Alpine
Walked shyly across the white floor.
Says she: ' I thought Jo-ey was crjin',
I guess Td best take him away.
I kew you'd be gettin' up ear y.
To go to the marshes for bay.
Bo I stayed hero tonight to get breakfast;
I guess he'd beniet with ml.
Come, Josey, kis papa, and tell hint
What a nice little man you will he!
She was stooping .ew over the pillow.
And saw the big tears ou his cheek ;
Her face was to oose to my wtinkers,
I daren't move, scarcely, or speak;
Her hands were both holdin' the baby.
Her eye by his shoulder was hid;
But her mouth was so neaf and so royi
I kissed her. That's just whatl did."
Then down sat the trembli J sinner.
The sisters they murmured of shame,"
And "she shouldn't oughter a let him,
to doubt she was mostly to blame."
When straightway uprose Deacon Pryor,
" Now nretherin and sisters," he said,
(We knowed then that suthin' was comln'.
And all sot as still as the dead),
You've heard brother Hartley's confession.
And I speak for m self, when I say.
That if my wife was dead, and my children
Were all growln' worse every day ;
And if my house needed attention,
and Patience XcAlpine had come.
And tidied the cluttered up kitchen.
And made the place seem more like at home I
And if 1 was worn ent and sleepy.
And my baby wouldn't lie still.
But fretted and woke me at midnight.
As babies, we know, sometimes will ;
And if Patience came in to hush him.
And twas all as our good brother sea
I think, friends I think I should km her,
. And 'bide by the consequences."
Then down sat the elderly deacon.
The younger one lifted his lace.
And a smi e rippled over the meetin'
Like light in a shadowy plate.
Perhaps, then, the matronly sisters
Hemembered their far-away jonth.
Of the daughters at home by their fire-ides,
Shrined each in ber shy, modest truth;
For their judgment grew gent e and kindly.
And well as I started to say.
The solemn old bells in the steeple
Are riugai' a bridal to-day.
AppUfon'g Journal.
Miscellany.
Lightning-Rods.
.
At this season of the year, when thunder-storms
are of frequent occurrence, and
considerable damage is done to buildings,
and human life is placed in jeopardy, the
question regarding the measure of protec
tion affordcJ by rods upon buildings is
discussed with much interest. It is a pity
the matter should be one of doubt or un
certainty, and when rightly understood it
ceases to be such. Properly constructed
rods, placed upon buildings in a proper
manner, afford absolute protection against
any electrical discharges which are liable
to occur in thunder storms, and this should
be clearly understood by every one. Public
confidence has been weakened in regard to
the efficacy of rods, by the frequent at
tacks -made upon biddings to which they
have been sfllxed ; but this affords no evi
dence that they are worthless in principle.
It rather affords proof that the rods were
badly constructed, or that they were ad
justed in a careless, unscientific manner.
Daring the past twenty years we have
made it a point to investigate, personally,
every instance of the kind which occurred
within our reach, and in every one palpa
ble defects were discovered in the arrange
ment of the rodu The defects most gen
erally found have been in the ground con
nections of the rods; and we venture to
assert, from what we have learned by in
vestigation, that a large part of the rods
put upon buildings by ignorant, irrespon
sible "peddlers," afford no measure of
protection at alL Quite recently it came
to our notice, in repairing a bailding, that
the rods penetrated into the surface soil
only about two feet. The rods were well
enough, but the house was unprotected in
consequence of the imperfect earth con
nection. Peddlers carry with them a
crow-bar, and with this they make little
superficial orifices in the ground, and
thrust In the end of the rods, caring
nothing for the consequences which may
result from their negilence. Usually tkoy
claim earth penetrations of eight or ten
feet, and take pay for that extent of rod,
and it is time this form of fraud was stop
ped. Every person who desires to pro
tect his buildings must attend personally
to having them adjusted. He must know
that the rods penetrate to a point where
permanent moisture is present, which can
not be less, in ordinary soils, than eight
or ten feet. The terminals should be con
structed of copper, and it is always desira
ble to have them placed in a well, or at
tached to iron water pipes, if the service
pipes of the building are of lead or tin.
As regards the form of rod, the old-fashioned,
large iron rod is best, and it may be
attached to bindings in any way most
convenient. The pretty glass insulators,
BO largely used, are unobjectionable, bat
quite unnecessary ; they do not add to the
nf -nr.-itflrtion. or increase the
vAlna of the conductors. There are half
a dozen different forms of what are known
as "cable rods" manufactured, which are
constructed of a bundle of small copper
and iron wires, wound or twisted together.
Thou far tbA moat nart. are of (rood size.
and well adapted to the purposes Tor which
they are designed. "With good rods care
fully and scientifically adjusted, a perfect
sense of security may be entertained by
the owner or occupant of buildings.
Boston Journal of Chemistry.
A CrscrrKATi dentist, who had become
v. ft-ofinont hnrtrlariea in Vila vi-
Voa innntsM startled recently bv
VLIULJi lihj-- - j j
having a man come daily at the same hour
each eveaing and sit on his doorstep. He
n ntnil that if it wnnlri he all
the same to him, he would be pleased to
u: AimAa liia attentions, and sit on
some neighbor's doorstep for awhile. But
fihonted the vita-
a ! UnAr nvthlTlf like lL YOU
are a dentist, and I have an infernal aching
tooth that I haven i cuumgo i 5
Dulled. I come here every afternoon try
t i n,r minrl to have it out.
and as soon as I come in sight of your
house it stops aching, ana as ug
. .ksto thA ennfounded
on jwur uwibkp ----- .
thing knowa it can get pulled if it gives
trouble, i nave some rem. xw j--want
ttia tnanfai another dentist I Will
ni nn mi tVi Tonlff " tinder the cir
cumstances stay by all means, my friend.
m
VOLUME I.
SO
-EASTERN
McCONNELLSVILLE, OHIO,
INDEPENDENT.
FRIDAY, AUGUST
4, 1871.
NUMBER 18.
MY WIFE'S PRESENTIMENT.
I had completed my preparations for
one of my periodical trips to the 'West,
and was standing, valise in hand, in the
porch of my house, waiting for the con
veyance that was to take me to the ferry.
"What is it, my dear t l ou seem to
hare the blues this morning. I shall bs
back in a week, you know."
I noticed that my wife, after bidding me
"good-bye" mors than once, seemed ttiil
unwilling to hwe me go, and was inclined
to adopt any litiie device to detain me a
few moments longer. Turning rather un
expectedly, I observed ner brushing a tear
from her eyes. Eer conduct was unusual,
for she haa been accustomed to my absence
on tours much longer than the present
was intended to be.
"Oh, nothing at all, I suppose," the
said, endeavoring to smile. ,-l know you
must think it foolish, but I do dread this
present 'ourney of yours, and for no good
reason that I con think of. I think I must
be a little nervous, that's all. I don't be
lieve in presentiments. Do you f
I endeavored to reassure her, but was
only partially taccessfuL I had no time
to ask the nature cf the troublesome pre
sentiment before the vehicle arrived,
which I forthwith entered. As it turned
a corner I saw my wife still gazing intent
ly after it.
I crossed the ferry at Chambers street,
and took & seat on the Erie train, which,
emerging from the darkness of theBergun
TunneL was soon shooting across the
Hackee eack meadows and through the
hills beyond. The morning was foggy
nd disagreeable. I myself felt gloomy
and depressed, because my wife, usually
so cheerful, had seemed low-spirittd. It
was remarkable that she should speak of
presentiments, for she had always been
accustomed to ridicule such notions. The
car which I had entered was filled with
passengers. A stranger occupied a seat by
my side who had such remarkably red
hair as to attract my notice. He was
reading one of the New York dailies. Af
ter a tide cf an hour or two in silence, he
offered me the paper and made a remark
with reference to the state of the weather.
I was so irritable that I answered curtly,
and I ft -r rudely. Seated by the open
window, with my ears filled with the
never-ceasing clatter of the engine, I
mechanically fixed my ejes upon a paint
ing on one of the panels at the front end
of the car. 8uJJenly there was a jar, a
grating, crashing sound: the panel on
which my gaze had been directed was
gone, and m lU place huge timbers of a
shattered car came driving through and in
the midst of the human forms in front of
me. Scats, heads, cushions, glass, legs
and arsis seemed collected in an avalanche
and descending upon the particular seat
which I and my red-haired friend had se
lected. "When consciousness returned I found
myself lyiag on my back on a hard, un
carpeted floor. I endeavored to move, but
not a muscle could be brought into action.
Gulliver, whin he awoke in the morning
on the island of Lilliput bound hand and
foot, was not more thoroughly helphss
than L My vision was so indistinct that
I odd only discern the glimmer of light ;
gradually, however, objects began to as
sume shaoe before my eyes. My hearing,
disturbed- at first by a clatter as of a
thousand cneines rushing around an iron
track spiked to the inside of my cranium,
was restored by degrees to its normal con
dition, and at last became painfully
acute.
Limited as was my range or vision,
it enmnrehended a DOrtion of the walls
of a room covered with time-tables, and
lined with the inevitable row of seats,
which told me that I was in the waiting
room of one of the Erie Railroad stations.
On the platform without I heard the hasty
tread of feed, and often excited voices, and
could occasionally gather such words as
" collision," " misplaced switch," " killed
and wounded," and the like. By a side
long glance I perceived on the floor ghast
ly objects, which I soon concluded were
dead bodies horribly mutilated. Lying
near me was a body, wmcn a second
glance convinced Lie was that of the red
haired' companion who had shared the seat
in the car with me. His face was blanch
ed, but not disfigured, and he was evident
ly dead.
I was now satisfied that I was in the
room alone with the bodies of those who
had been killed by the railroad accident,
and that I had been brought there while
insensible, under the supposition that I
was dead. My first impulse was to call to
those without, and make known the fact
that I was alive, but my tongue refused to
move.
I had now an abundance of time for
meditation, and I think two or three hours
passed while I was so occupied. I arrived
at the conclusion that I had met with such
a concussion of the brain that I was for
the time paralysed; that my condition
now, whether lrom the shock or other
causes, was at least similar to that of
which I had often read, called "catalep
sy;" and that I might expect, after a rea
sonable time, to recover from it.
In this rather gloomy situation I await
ed events. Occasionally some 01 me cu
rious ones on the platform without, would
stretch their necks to gaze over the curtain
which had been drawn across the window,
and get a view of the dead bodies in the
waiting-room. Besides this, nothing of
interest occurred unm aiier a long umc,
when I heard the distant whistle of an ap
proaching engine, the rumble of wheels,
and the usual clatter and confusion as a
train rushed into the depot and came to a
stop without
My suspense was brought to an end by
the rattling of a key in the door "and
the entrance of three individuals, who,
I soon learned, were a coroner and two
physicians from Jersey City. The oldest
of the two physicians had sandy hair, and
such a florid complexion as would suggest
a too frequent tasting of some of the more
concentrated alcoholic tinctures. The
younger physician who seemed an assis-
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tant ol lue oiaer. carrieu m uus tuuiu b
small muhoTmv box.
"WelL coroner, which are tneyi" saia
the older piywaan.
" Thim two. " said the coroner, punch'
ing the toe of his boot into my ribs, and
nointinsr at the same time to my aubum-
4vio1 44 Mpithpr nf Vm has nit ft
scratch upon him, and p'raps theys died
of heart disease, or somethin suddint that
kirn nnon 'em in the cars before the elis
ion: If they dio, the company s noi re
sponsible for Sxir indings, at any rate.
You kin pos'-mortem thim, sure."
" Come. Grunt, let's get to work : we ve
no time to lCSe. uoioner, nemi iu uie
Tim rnroiisr ojAaoneared, and in a few
moments two atndants entered, bringing
a pine table six leet long oj ums w
width. On-the table were pails, sponges
and a saw.
" This tourney hasnT amounted lomucn,
has it, uoc." said the younger surgeon
" nnt erren ti amnntation among all the
wounded, nor a case for the hospital. It
don t nay to come so far for such game.
" Not if there is much to do in the city.
but business is so dnll lust now that
have olenty ox time. Jtlow s practice wiin
vou"
NlfuAMtlAiitflimi.
1,1 t aKiv'uruiug
doing. If the
wea&er keeps as cool as this, there won'l
be a case of cholera morbus nor any sick
ness among children this summer. Still,
we may have some typhoid early in the
falL WelL which one shall we take
first t"
"Try the red-head; he's the nearest
Catch hold cf the feet 1 11 take the
shoulders.
Baying this, they approached the body
of my late companion ; one seized it by
the head, the other by the leet, and with
a swintire motion they laid it on a table
just brought in. The body gave a heavy
thud and the head a clear, resonant thump
as they came to their resting place upon
the at a table.
"Well. Grunt, you have the knives;
pitch in," said the elder Abemethy.
onened his mahog
any case, selected two or three knives of
different sizes, felt the edges of one with
his thumb, and approached the head of
the corpse be to re mm. separating me
hair, he made an Incision through the
skin from one ear over the top of the
head to the other. Having separated the
scalp from the skull, he turned one por
tion int-ide ont over the no3e and fiice.
the other over the back of the head and
neck. The round, glistening hemisphere
of the cranium was now exposed, like an
immense ostrich egg protruding from its
nest He next took the saw ana com
menced the circuit of the skull, sawing
through the bone as he progressed.
"Look out for your fingers. Grunt!
That saw slips sometimes," said" the sym
pathizing physician of the florid complex
ion While this horrid scene was being
enacted before my eyes, which I could
neither close or avert, I fully understood
the danger I was in. It was certain, from
the words of the coroner, that I was also
to become a subject of dissection. I made
a de-',perate effort to mo've or scream, but
the spell could not be broken. My only
hope was that the first incision of the
knife when I came upon the operating
table might arouse me from my wretched
tranee; but I almost feared that even then
I might not ;scapa further mutilation, so
horrible did the scientific coolness of the
surgeons appear to me.
The saw finished its work without in
jury to the fingers of the surgeon; a
chisel was introduced between the di
vided edges, and a few blows of a ham
mer separated the upper portion of the
skull cap from the lower. The whitish,
shining semi-circumference of the brain
now presented itself, studded with dark
blood-vessels and. rolled in convolutions,
which, from some singular fancy, I could
not resist mentally comDarine with the
larger folds that constitute the beauty and
grace or chignons so lashionaoie upontne
heads of belles at the nrcsent day. Like
the bird charmed bv the crlitterine eyes of
a snake, I became fascinated by the scene
as the different steps of the operation were
in progress, and I even found myself cal
culating at what precise point my life
must of necessity become a sacrifice when
my turn should come.
The sureeon, with a little aid from the
knife, rolled the brain from its bed dexter
ously into the palm of his hand, held it up
to view for a moment, and then deposited
it with a pat upon the table. With a large
knife he smoothly sliced it in pieces, much
as a corner grocer would cut his cheese,
and examined the surface exposed, appa
rently with much interest
" Vessels in a hieh state of venous con
gestion," said the older physician. "Open
the ventricles, Grunt Yes, filled with
bloody serum. Concus sion of the brain :
died of the shock. 'Twon't be necessary to
proceed farther with him. Come, close up
and take the other one." '
Savin? this, he whistled-DUt both hands
in his pantaloon pockets, turned toward
me, and seemed to be taking a survey of
my proportions. Putting the toe of nis
boot under one ot my arms ne raised 11 a
HttledistanceandletitfkU. "Not much
cadaveric rigidity there yet," he remarked.
now iresn ne iooes !
" ADDears as if he liked a drop occasion
ally," said Grunt, as he glanced toward me
from his work.
My time seemed now near at hand.
Grunt was hastily replacing the muti
lated brain, readjusting the skull and
stitching together the divided edges
of the scalp. While I felt indignant at
the cool impudence of the doctor, whose
eyes were fixed upon me as if he were
in a deep study, 1 still ten the necessity 01
nerving myself for the new trial that was
now upon me.
While endeavoring to prepare myself
for the issue, the key again clicked in the
lock, the door opened and the coroner en
tered, followed by twelve men, who
seemed to be farmers from the vicinity.
The look of sympathy which was ex
pressed on the honest countenances of
many of them as they gazed upon the
dead before them was peculiarly grateful
to me after the exhibition of professional
indifference I had just been witnessing.
Some hardly entered within the door, but
gave a hasty glance and turned away.
" Well, jintlemen, hey yez viewed the
bodies?" said the coroner. Most of them
nodded assent and withdrew. " The train
laves in ten minutes, jintemen," said the
coroner, turning to the physicians. "Hev
ye finished?"
" we il have ro leave one ot tnem, 11
that's tbe case," said the older physician.
" It makes no difference, however. He no
doubt died from the same cause as the
other : they were found together."
I had received my respite. I was not to
be mangled as I had just seen my com
panion. The reaction of my feelings was
so great that I wonder it did not rouse me
from my trance.
The doctors hurriedly finished their
work, left the body upon the table and
took their departure from the room.
in a tew minutes lour men entered,
bringing a door which had been removed
from its hinges. Upon it they tenderly
placed the dead bodies, one after the
other, and bore them out My turn came
last As I was carried along the platform
I had an opportunity to learn something
of what had happened. An overturned
engine and two or three cars, more or les3
shattered, by the side of the track, told
the tale of a railroad accident As I
glanced upward the clouds above - seemed
penectiy glorious witn tnc last rays ol
tbe setting sun. men, women, and chil
dren gazed, some with curiosity, but most
with compassion, upon my apparently
lifeless form as it passed by to the baggage
car.
The door of the car was closed, and
again I was alone, surrounded by dead
bodies. J he whistle sounded, and the
train was soon speeding its way over the
track I had traversed in the morning.
Approaching twilight gradually rendered
indistinct tne oDiects around me until com
plete darkness shut from view my hideous
surroundings, except when they were ren
dered visible lor a moment by a flash of
light from some station as we hurried past
Thoroughly exhausted by the intense
mental excitement of which I had been
the subject, I tried to compose myself and
gain nerve lor any new emergency.
1 thin tc i must nave become insensible
from sleep, for I remember nothine more
that occurred until I became conscious of
seeing before myeyes the familiar walls
of the cozy back parlor of my own house.
The bright light cf day was streaming in
at the window, the canary was chirping in
his cage, and the room was as cheerful as
ever. How I had reached my home, or
how long I had been unconscious, I could
not determine. Still, I could not move
muscle. I heard near me conversation in
low tones, and soft footsteps. My wife
and the undertaker were in the room.
could not see them, for my face was turned
directly upward. I gathered from the few
words of the undertaker that he was ex
plaining to my wife the necessity for put
ting my Doay in ice.
" I wish it could be avoided if possible
I cannot believe that he is dead. .
The voice was that of my wife, but sad
and tremulous. A moment after I saw her
face bendinz over mine as I was lying
upon the sofa. The look of hopeless
a
I
wretchedness and sorrowful tenderness
depicted on her countenance I can never
forget I could not but feel a selfish satis
faction in the unmistakable evidence of her
intense .flection. I lor ted to comfort her,
but my eyes, which were blankly staring
upward, wouia noiccange ineir expreooiuu
nor tern to follow hers.
" I am sorry to say that there can be
no doubt that your husband is dead,"
said the undertaker with his professional
whine. "They often have that lively
color. I remember once when I had
charge cf the funeral of"
" Never mind, Mr. SnifT. Do what you
think proper without consulting me," said
my wife, struggling to suppress her emo
tion, and turning to leave me room.
" Come, Tom ; now let's get him in the
ice as soon as possible. It's high time, the
weather is so warm," said Bniff in his
natural voice to his assistant
He approached me, took my nose be
tween his thumb and finger, lifted my head
a little and deposited it with a slight
thump in an exact perpendicular. He
then closed my eyelids, and retained them
in position by something metallic placed
as a weight on each, so that the little I had
been able to see was shut from view, and I
was left in utter darkness.
With no very gentle hands I was trans
ferred from the temperate zone of my own
parlor to the Arctic regions of the ice
coffin. Pounded ice was under me,
chunks of ice were around me, huge blocks
of ice were over me. A reminiscence of
my early boyhood, when, heated by the
exercise of skating, I plunged directly
into an open hole in the ice-pond, was first
brought vividly to my mind. I next felt
that I was realizing in my own person
what Gustave Dore has so strikingly de
picted in his painting of the frozen re
gions of hell, where the miserable victims
are twisting their stiffened limbs in endless
contortions among the floating boulders of
ice, always congealing but never con
gealed. Soon a numbness, commencing
in my fingers and toes, crept gradually up
mv ftrma and lei?g. until they appeared to
be gone entirely, and I was only a trunk.
By degrees my body became insensible,
and at last I felt that there was nothing of
me but my heid. I recognized my exist
ence fuliy, bat it was not m my body
only in that little sphere the head, which
seemed to occupy me entire cuuiu.
I was now fully satisfied that I was
rapidly approaching death. I believed
that my body was already frozen, and
that my spirit would soon leave the brain,
which seemed to be its Jast retreating
place before taking its flight I gave up
all hone, and was endeavoring to prepare
myself for the change which would occur
. . . . , 1 i.
when the Slender inreaa wnicu ueiu mo
to the cranium I inhabited snouia oe
broken.
While so waitiniT. by some process
which I can neither explain nor account
for, I suddenly saw distinctly all that was
in the room in which my body was lying.
More than this, I saw, apparently just be
low me, as if I were floating in the air
above it, the Ice-box in which my body
was lying, and in it my own body. There
it lay, covered with ice, my pale face look
ing directly upward, my eyelids closed,
and on each of them a five-cent nickel.
My philosophy was now completely
floored. Whether I was dead or alive I
could not determine. I still seemed in
some way connected with my own body,
but not an actual occupant of it I had
no sensation, and doubted whether I should
ever again experience ary. I had no longer
the dread ofsunenngwrncnnaaaisirea-tai
me when I was expecting scientific mutila
tion in the wait in sr room of the station. I
even could watch the preparations for my
own funeral with someimng 01 uie in
difference of an unconcerned spectator.
The undertaker was viewing his finished
work with aDoarent satisfaction, and,
gathering up the spoils of his trade, was
preparing to leave the room. I did not
feel entirely satisfied with the familiar
carelessness with which he had manipu
lated my body so soon as my wife left the
room, rolling it- about with professional
recklessness and indifference. I had
known Sniff somewhat intimately, and
thonirht for old acquaintance' sake at
least, he should have shown a little con
sideration for my mortal remains. I for
gave him, however, when I afterward
witnessed the scientific manner in which
he displayed to the best advantage my
features in the handsome coffin he had
provided, and the real gratification he ap
peared to take in seeing his work well
done.
I can only glance at what occurred while
was waitine for my funeral. I remem
ber how, during the long night, I watched
over my own coffin, linked to, yet appar
ently separated from, my own body ; view
ing my own pale countenance by the dim
ly burning gas-light overhead ; listening to
the never-ceasing "drip, drip" of the water
from the melting ice ; observing how the
morning sun again shone cneeniuiy, oui
could not dispel the gloom of my little
household,- how the undertaker busied
himself about my body, unconscious that
he was watched by' his late occupant ; how
my friends came curing tne aay, viewed
the remains of their late companion, ex
pressed their sympathies to my wife, and
went away.
1 must not omit to mention a mysterious
nriAnnmrnon which occurred while I was
apparently separated from my body. Dur
ing the day my wife had passed a longer
time than usual without entering the room
in which I was. I felt a desire for her
presence, . and was wondering how she
could be occupied. While so doing I un
expectedly found myself by her side in
the room on me second uuor bu
was accustomed to spend most of her time.
She was sitting, apparently in sorrowful
meditation, in the easy -chair I had so often
seen her occupy, while near ner was ine
vacant seat I usually selected for myself.
Her sad, pale countenance did not alter its
expression, and she evidently knew noth-
itiw nr mv nresence. A ureaamaiter iu uic
room, engaged in the preparation of
mourning apparel, was equally ignorant of
the presence ol a tnira person. 1 iouuu
that by a simple effort of the will I could
come and go as I cnose, anu uurmg
day I experienced a new and unexpected
source ot consolation in waicnmg, uiuu&u
iiTiopn at mv wife's side.
This new power of locomotion, of which
T aryufontallv discovered that I was the
possessor, I exercised sua tanner, my
thoughts at one time reverted to the
scene of the accident upon the Erie
road, and in a moment l was
tViArn ThA anATtators of two davs be
fore had deserted the place, the overturned
engine had been righted and placed on a
tiurk. the fragments of the demolished
cars had been removed from the sight of
passing trains, the waiting-room, my nor
rihlA rrivn.was onenand unoccupied. and
only a baggage-master and a switch tender
were to be seen in the neighbornooo.
Mv thoughts turned to mv red-haired
companion and teliow-suuerer. naue
- . . . i -,
thinking or him 1 tound mysell in a neat
inland village which I had never before
visited. A modest wooden house, painted
white and with green Venetian bunds,
presented itself to my view. Led by some
influence which I cannot explain. I found
myself inside a room which seemed to be
the parlor. There I saw a neat coffin,
with the lid partially removed, bearing on
a silver plate the inscription, "James
B .aged 35. Died June 15th, 18 ."
In the coffin was the body of the compan
ion of my journey, of whom I had been
thinking. A depression, forming a line
amnnd hia forehead, caused by a partial
op nami inn nf the divided portions of the
skull, was all that told of the late work of
i he surgeon, i ieit guuiy oi su uiuuu,
and waa clad to find myself again at home.
The hour for my funeral arrived.
Friends who had been respectfully in
vited to be present began to "appear. My
kind pastor offered the remarks usual on
such occasions, and ascribed to me virtues
which I fear I never possessed. The
whole proceeding had the same matter of
fset air as many others of a similar nature
at which I had been present without feel
ing the same degree of interest in them.
After my bedy had been removed from
the ice-box and placed in the ctffiu, and
the chill from the ice began, I suppose, to
pass away, I felt myself drawn nearer to
it, as if I were once more a part of it Sud
denly all was again darkness. I perceived
that I was again inhabiting my own body,
with limbs still immovable, and with only
the senses of hearing and feeling at com
mand. My ethereal wanderings were
over, and I was again dwelling in the flesh.
It was a change like that which takes
place when, alter wandering in bright
dreams through places near and distant,
e suddenly awake and find ourselves in
-"led amid the darkness of night
The lid of my coffin was screwed firmly
on, and I was deposited in the hearse. I
heard the rumbling of wheels as we passed
through the streets, the plash of the pad
dles as we crossed the ferry, the smooth
rolling as we left the pavements and en
tered the drives of Greenwood. I was left
alone in the family vault The last words
I he ml from Sniff were an order to his at
tendants to open the vault in the morning
and place the coffin in the crypt that had
been assigned to it
I was alone for the night, again sur
rounded by dead bodies, and my last op
portunity for communication with mortals
waa to come in the morning. How the
twelve or fifteen hours passed I hardly
know. I think I may have been, part of
the time, in a kind of sleep, for often an
hour would pass, as indicated by the strik
ing of clocks in the church towers of the
city, and it would seem but a few minutes.
Hearing was tne omy one oi ae sensea x
could exercise, and I listened eagerly to
every sound, to assure myself that I was
still in the material world. I could hear
all the katydids on the trees without, the
croaking of frogs in the ponds of the cem
etery, the music of tree-toads, and once a
whippoorwill poured forth his note with
startling distinctness just at the door of
the vault
Near morning a new phase In my con
dition occurred. I began to feel in my
hands and feet a sensation as if they were
overrun by an army of ants or spiders. At
first I thought these insects naa iouna
their way into myoofSn. They seemed to be
crawling up my legs and arms and over my
body in countless multitudes. Then I felt a
sharp tingling, as if each ant were plung
ing a small needle in my flesh then a pain,
as if each needle were a hook at which
the ants were vigorously tugging. Then
there was a Quivering beneath the skin
and a tremor of the muscles of the legs
and arms. Finally, with some forebod-
inrni. I made an effort to move my hand,
and as I did so I heard the rustling of the
stiffened trimming of the coffin. The
sweetest note of a Nilsson could not afford
the pleasure that the sound gave me. bj
renAKtAd Afforta I moved mv extremities
nutil they were entirely under the control
of my will. I tried to articulate, but could
only produce a sound which J was ambi
tious enough to call a groan. Still, I
hoped it might oo neara wimuui me -
fin
fin
I think it was about seven o ciock in tne
morning when I heard a rattling at the
grating which constituted the door of the
vault The hinges creaked, and a mo
ment afterward I heard the sound ot loot-
steps and voices near me; "The upper
hole's the place to put 'm. Take hold of
t'other end, Pete. Little end fust," said a
hoarse African voice.
I felt myself lifted some distance irom
the ground; the foot of the cotton was
rested on the edge of the crypt, and the
head, I suppose, was supported on the
shoulders of two men preparatory to its
being shoved into its final resting-piace.
I thought my last moment for rescue.
had arrived. If I could not make myself
heard now, my fate would be finally de
cided. I concentrated all my energies
unon the effort: -on on uin-mi on
oh um-ml" . . m
"What sdat? Who s aarr w.nai uiu
you say, Pete ?"
XlUUin . 1 gUCBB BUIUU1 iuua w ww
matter wid you?
Again 1 tried, more desperate jy uiau w
fore: "Ah! oh urn-urn m!
" I heard suthin', 1 m sure, reie. w no s
dar?Isay." . a
Once aore I tried : un-um-m :
" Oh, Golly! Urn's in de coffin. Clar
out, Pete! Dis nigger's gwine, snuanr
The very next instant I was sensioie m
concussion as if all Bismark's
Pmaaiana had planted their batteries
in the head of my. coffin and fired them
off simultaneously. Meteors, shooting
stars and sky-rockets, intertwined with
innumerable streaks of lightning of all
sizes, shapes and colors, shot through and
before my eyes, my comn a eiauuuig
upon its nead, with the toot resting against
the edge of the crypt having been dropped
by the Ethiopians at the sound of my
third groan. Ihe light of day was stream
ing through the broken lid, which had been
split by the force of the fail. Pure air
also was admitted through the aperture,
and, whether from this reason or oecause
I was roused by the violence of the con
cussion, I found that I waa once more
breathing freely. I was also able to see,
through the chink in the coffin-lid, that
the neeroes in their flight had left the
door ot the vault widely open. I now felt
sure of my escape and final safety.
r, i : 1,'- kaul in raiciVmffin is
not a comlbrtable position. By a decided
swinging motion I succeeded in dislodging
the foot of the coffin from iu resting
place, and in bringing it to the floor with
a crash not quite equal to the first The
lid of the coffin had peen so Enauerea vy
the successive falls that I succesded in
bursting it open after a severe struggle.
I waa now tree, ine concussiuu mm
fairly aroused my vital powers, and, though
weak and trembling, 1 climbed the steps
thai led from the vault. The first objecU
that met my view were the two colored in
dividus standing a few rods off, and s'at-
ing with dilated eyes ana ouisireicneu
necks toward the door of the vault My
head had just risen above the surface when
with a yell they turned their backs, and
flying heels ana vi Draung ciuowb reimu uou
before my vision but a moment, and then
were hidden by a corner. The view from
Greenwood is at a;i times Deaumiu, ou
me, after my escape, it seemed glorious be
yond description. In the beautiful sun
light of a June morning, mo guwimu
Avr thn rraaa the trees, the bay, the
distant hills, the neighboring cities, united
to form a picture wmcn seemeu to
ina for this world.
I next thought or nome ana oi me
method of cettinz there. I had been
" - 1 At-
attired for the grave in an ordinary suit
of black, but was without hat shoes or
purse, which the undertaker had consid
ered useless incumbrances in taking the
loot tnnmov One or two early visitors to
the cemetery looked at me as if I were an
escaped lunatic, as i was wnveruig o
idlv as possible toward the gate. 1 he gate
Vwnor atarAd aa if he were witnessing an
apparition when I passed. I approached
thA nMrmt h a-tr -driver and asked to be
taken to New York. He surveyed me
from head to foot and demanded his pay
in advance. I effected a compromise by
offering a stud which had been left in my
shirt-bosom as security, and was soon on
the road homeward.
For the first time in my life I expen
enced some embarrassment upon entering
my own house. I hesitated whether to
announce myself or send a message by the
driverbut decided upon the former course.
I ascended the steps and rang the belL The
servant who opened it gave a bewildered
look at me, and, with a scream of horror,
precipitately fled to the basement I push
ed on and entered the parlor. My wife,
alarmed at the outcry, descended the stairs,
and seeing the open door of the parlor,
hastily came in. Her eyes met mine, her
face flushed, she said rapidly, " I expected
it I was sure you would Her face and
lips blanched; she tottered toward me,
and before I could advance to meet her,
fell headlong to the floor.
Many days elapsed before I could sum
mon courage to relate my wretched expe
rience, and ask my wife to inform me what
was the nature of the presentiment with
which she had been troubled on the morn
ing of my departure. Her reply was
this:
" When you left I had only a vague but
a strong conviction that some mischief
would befall you ; what it was I did not
know, nor could I give any reason for the
belief. When your body came home it
seemed a partial fulfillment of a forgotten
dream. The different events of your fune
ral, as they occurred, seemed exactly what
I had anticipated, though I had not defi
nitely foreseen any of them. The occur
rences of those days, in their effect upon
my mind, I can only compare to a pano
rama of familiar scenes passing before my
vision. As every picture presented itself,
I recognized the scene as one with which
I had been acquainted, though I could not
tell what would next appear until it had
been unrolled. When you were placed in
the vault I felt that my presentiment had
not yet been completely fulfilled, but I
could not imagine what was lacking, nor
determine whether the conclusion would oc
curin this world orthe next When you reap
appeared I felt that the sad and mysterious
prophecy of which I was the unconscious
and unwilling medium had been verified,
and believed then, as I do now, that my
presentiment had received its accomplish
ment" A year has passed since the events I
have described took place, but the weeks
seem short in comparison with the hours
of those days, whose very minutes seem
separately and indelibly scorched upon
my brain. LipinuA.it Magazine.
MISCELLANEOUS ITEMS.
When conscience is awakened nowa
days, it don't like to say, " Is it I ?" half so
well as " It it you."
A. F. Wuxmarth, Vice President of
the Home, of New York, is a policy-holder,
stock-holder and director of the Wash
ington Life.
A foreigner hoped that if that was a
Fourth of July, Heaven would deliver
him from the other three-quarters. Boston
Post.
No man with a dependent family is free
from reproach if he fails to insure. Lorp
Likdiiurst. Insure in the Mutual Lite,
of Chicago.
A private in the army recently sent a
lettc- to his sweetheart, closing with:
"May heaven cherish you and keep you
from yaurs truly, John Smith."
A joyous damsel rushed into a citizen's
arms at Savannah, exclaiming. " Oh, you
are my long-lost brother!" She soon dis
covered her mistake, and rushed off in a
confused manner, accompanied by her
long-lost brother's pocket book.
Trcia is the way a New York printer ad
vertises himself: " The poorest printer in
the world. No attention whatever paid
to orders ; prices higher than any other
house in the city ; 17 small business cards
for $1,000 in gold; other work in propor
tion. How this world is given to lying."
Thsrk is a story told of the officers of a
British ship dining vith a Mandarin at
Canton. One of the guests wished a sec
ond helping of a savory stew, which he
thought waa some sort of duck. Not
knowing a word of Chinese, he held his
plate to the host, saying, with smiling ap
proval, " Quack, quack, quack." Imagine
how his countenance fell when the host,
pointing to the dish, responded " Bow,
ow, ow."
8ir Walter Scott, who was a lawyer,
once defended a house-breaker at Jed
burgh. After the t ial the prisoner sent
for him, thanked him for his exertions,
and said he was sorry he could not give
him a fee, but he would give him two bits
of advice : First, that a yelping terrier in
side of a house was a better protection
than a big dog outside ; and, secondly,
that no lock so bothered a housebreaker
as an old rusty one.
It has been ascertained from the statis
tics of the General Life Insurance Compa
ny of London, that if 100,000 intemperate
persons be taken, from 15 to 70 years of
age, and an equal number of correspond
ing ages who are not intemperate, thirty
two of the former will die as often as ten
of the latter. Out of -100,000 of each, 16,
907 of the intemperate will be dead before
hut of those who are not
temperate 4.206 only will be dead.
On Sunday morning last, says tne new
i. u ao jiHimnt the steam fire-encine
at Newton Corner started off at the full
speed of the horses to tne nre a newton
ville, operated at the fire, and was about to
. wt,an thA AnfrinpA.r heard ft sort of
ICtUlU Tl iJl-A ...v - - -
subdued cluck, and, upon investigation, a
hen was iouno percneu upuu mo stilus ui
the tender attached to the machine, having
rode the whole distance to the fire, and re
mained clinging to her frail foothold dur
ing the entire time that the machine was
working at the fire. Her cluck appeared
to be one of triumph at the feat she had
performed, and she seemed to be none the
worse for her rather hasty journey. This
hen had just before hatched out a brood
of chickens, which, in the hurry of de
parture, she left behind at the engine
house. .
George Whttefibld was once preach
ing to a seafaring audience in New York,
n,MAT,Wasanmintr a riftnticalair and
WUCU, BUUUWJ -
l,at won frrttKlRtinlA. he DroAe in
U1BU11C1 H1C1 . 1
with, "WelL my boys, we have a clear
sky, and are maaing nne neauwnj uiu
smooth sea before a light breeze, and we
ku .in lniA airrht nf land. But what
dimu owx "ri
means this sudden lowering of the heavens,
and that dara cioua arising iroiu ucucnioi
the western horison? Hark! don't you
hear distant thunder ? Don't you see those
flashes of lightning 7 inere is a iiunii
gathering ! Every man to his duty ! How
the waves rise and dash against the ship!
The air is dark ! the tempest rages ! our
masts are gone ! tne Bojp is ou ner ram
ends! What next?" This appeal instantly
i t,A oailnra tn their feet with a
uiuueu i -
shout, " The longboat ! take to the long
boat!" tl. t.
nr .uil ;n flArman rrahlication. an
,T A icnu, u T,r , .' r
extraordinary account of the explosion of
only ten drops oi nun-giyra",
pupil in a labaratory had put into a small
f ... hAstAd with ft Kunsen
gas flame. The effect of the explosion
was thai me ioriy-sii iuco ui gum
windows of the laboratory were smashed
i,a MtiAAnan waahnrledthroutrh
w biauu, t . . . .
a brick wall, the stout iron stand on which
the vessel naa oeen piaceu iuj
i- .;i!o twiatAd nnd the tube
of the Bunsen burner was split and flatten
ed outward, r onunattiy, uuuv
three persons in the laboratory were
i . VirK.n ,,tw-0it7AArinA ia caused to
fall, drop by drop, upon a thoroughly red
hot iron pUte, it burns off as gunpowder
would do under the same conditions ; but
if the Iron be not red hot but yet hot
enough to cause the nitre-glycerine
to boil suddenly, an explosion takes
place. . m
At a school election in Tynemouth,
England, the candidates had the electors
vote on what sort of liquors they pre
ferredthe majority putting up three
fingers as a sign for rum.
Youths' Department.
LITTLE TEASE.
BY GEORGE COOPER.
Hidiko her grandmamma's knittin? away.
Tucking the kittens tbe r letters, in play,
Clamherinir np to the table and shell.
Having a tea party all by herself
Qnlet a minute, in mischief, no doubt.
Palling Ihe needles and thimbles about.
Sewing her apron, demure as yon please;
Any on got such a dear little teaser
Printing her bands hi the soft tempting flour,
Tnmbles and bumps twenty t mes in sn boor;
Tangling the yarn and nnraveling the lace.
Doing it all with the prettiest grsee.)
Mother is scolding her very bad girl.
Bays thst she sets the whole hoose tn a whirl ;
Looks tt her p nting there, down at her knees
Clar pa to her heart again dear little tease.
UtlU Corporal.
NIGHT.
1 Little children, can you tell me what
shape night is ?"
"JNigbt! is less us, no i we aid not
know it had any shape."
" Oh. but it has though ; listen, and I
will tell you all about it. First, however,
what u night, thinx you r"
" Darkness."
" Very true, so far, but what makes the
darkness? Stand up, now, with your back
to the bright fire, and tell me what makes
that darkness, like the picture of a black
giant s baby on the opposite wail ?
' i our snaoow, certainty.
' Well, then, cannot you guess what the
darkness of night is? Do you suppose
your plump little person can cast that
terrible-looting snatiow, ana me great,
round earth, so thich and so solid, cast none
at all. but let the sunlight through it, like
a bit of glass or a drop of rain-water? No,
indeed. The earth casts a mighty shadow
of its own, for little children to lie down
and sleep in, when they are tired "of work
and play. It always has its fire which is
the sun -on one side, and its shadow,
stretching far, far' away, beyond the
mountain-tops, and yeyond the clouds,
and beyond the moon on the other.
"If the earth stood quite still before the
fire I mean the sun it would have day
on the same side and night on the same
side all the time, so that, after you had
eaten your supper, if you wanted to sleep
under the cool and quiet curtairs of the
night, you would have to travel ever so
many miles to go to bed, and when you
had had your sleep out, all the way back
again into the bright borders of the busy
day. That would De very inconvenient in
deed, but by no means the worst part of it,
for nothing could grow on one half the
earth if the sun never shone there, because
it would not only be dark and plants
cannot live without light but also colder
than the coldest winter night. Other ter
rible thintrs. too. would come to
more than yon or I have any idea of.
" The dear old motneriy eartn Knows
better how to take care of her children.
and spins constantly round and round like
a huge top. so very, very fast that in
twenty-fonr hours she has turned quite
round, and has given us the whole of one
day, and the whole of one night, full of
warm sunshine and sweet, quiet sleep,
without our even having to go out of our
own homes in search ot either.
"If I were to tell you, in figures, just
how big the world is, and just how fast it
turns round, I am afraid you would not
be much the wiser, because you are not
used to think of such large numbers, and
would not understand at all how great
they really are. Perhaps, however, it will
give you some idea of the size of the
earth if I tell you that the deepest seas and
highest mountains upon it are less in pro
portion to its whole duik than the little
roughnesses on the skin of an orange are
to the size of the fruit.
" Oceans and rivers are like the scratch
es; mountains that pierce the clouds like
the uneven places in your toot-Dan.
"You can well imagine that such a mon
strous top as that must spin pretty fast
to turn all the .way round in a few hours.
If it does not spin taster than your tops
and tetotums, our nights would last so
many years that long before one of them
was over we should die of cold and star
vation. - " Think, too, what a great, long shadow
a ball so large, and at such a vast distance
from the sun, must cast ! Dear me ! If
you thought of it-all the days of your life,
you could never think of anything half so
long as the shadow of the earth.
" Now that you know what night is,
that it is really only a shadow, you will
not be so surprised to learn that it has a
distinct form, for I am sure you never in
your life saw or heard of a shadow that
had no shape at all.
" You will wonder, perhaps, how people
know so much about the size and form of
it when no one has ever been where the
whole of it could be seen at once, even if
it were possible to see it ia that way,
which, for reasons that l wiu explain 10
you some day, it is not. But there are
always a good many wise men in the world
who spend their whole lives in reading and
writing, and looking at the stars through
telescopes, and ciphering and thinking.
and putting this and that together, until
they nnd out a great many wonucnui
thines: and all that little folks, like you
and me, can do, is to believe what they
tell us, and try to understand as mucn as
we can.
"Let us believe, then, that they have
discovered exactly how large the sun, and
earth, and moon are, and exactly how far
they are apart, and that they are all
round, like balls, or nearly so, and I think,
after we have taken this for granted, we
can manage to understand something
about the form of the shadow that our
earth casts out into space ; but you must
be very attentive, or you may not hear all
I have to say, and learn nothing from it,
and that would be a pity.
" It you had a small light behind you
the flame of a lamp, for instance and a
wall before you, at some distance, -your
shadow, cast by the small light on the
wall, would be larger than yourself; if
there were another wall farther off.jyour
shadow on that would ue larger still, and
if you could have one sufficiently far off,
you would cast a shadow upon it large
enough to cover the whole earth ; neither
would it stop there, but go on and on,
growing bigger and biggeras it went. So,
jou see, when you have a light behind
you smaller than yourself, your shadow
continues to increase in size the farther it
extends.
"If, nowever, you had a very large
Tiffht behind von say as large as the side
of a house and a wall before you, your
shadow would be smaller than youisen;
on a wall at a greater distance it would
be smaller still, and so on, until it would
at last come to a point and vanish. Now,
this is exactly the case with the shadow
of our world; for the sun is a great deal
larger than the earth, so that, although its
shadow is very long indeed, it yet grows
gradually smaller all the way, and comes
at last to a point. If you think of it
for a minute, you will not find it hard to
understand that such a shadow, cast by a
round ball, must be what is called cone
shaped that is. shaped like a sugar-loaf,
or the extinguisher of a candle, or the
paper cornucopia you had last Christmas
full of sugar-plums.
"It is, then, under mia great cone
shaped shadow you sleep every night, and
while you are dreaming it passes swiftly
over vour bed. lifting its mighty head up.
up farther than your thoughts can follow
it, beyond the pathway of the distant
moon.
"That reminds me to tell you, what I
dare say you have already guessed, that
the moon in its regular travels round us
.. . i .i
sometimes passes turouga mo miu.
night-shadow, and becomes what we call
'eclipsed,' or hidden. This happens about
twice a year. It ia not often entirely
ridden, however, but more frequently
passes somewhere across the edge of the
great shadow, so that we can see a large
part of its round, bright face, and may
watch the eclipse passing slowly over one
side of it, until, like a shining silver bub
ble, it floats out again into the light. You
are not to suppose, thosgb, that the moon
is really a bubble. By no means. It is a
round, solid earth, as solid as our own,
and probably made of very much the same
sort ot rock, only it is not nearly so large.
It would take fifty moons to make such an
earth as this, and we have about four
teen times as much room on the outside
of our world as the little people in the
moon if there are any there have upon
theirs.
" The sun, you know Is bright with its
own light, as a fire is, but the moon, just
like our earth, is bright only while the
sun shines upon it. Therefore, when we
are between it and the sun, or, what is
saying the same thing in ether words,
when it comes into our shadow, it is in
the dark, and cannot be seen. That is
what we mean when we say that the moon
shines by reflected light,
" The moon is the earth's little daughter,
and, like her mother, receives daylight
from the sun, and has a conical shadow,
or night of her own. Her day lasts for a
whole fortnight, and so does her night.
That is a very long day and night for such
a little world, is it not ?
" Sometimes all the bright daylight side
is turned toward us, and then we say the
moon is full ; sometimes all the dark night
side, and then we say there is no moon.
When a tiny narrow strip of the bright
side begins to peep round again, we call it
the new moon.
What a fine, great moen, fourteen
times as large as ours, this earth must
be for the good folks there ! Only, as it
happens that the same half of the moon
is always turned this way, the people on
the other half if they want to have a look
at us, must take along journey in order
to enjoy that pleasure.
" Sometimes we appear a full moon to
them, and sometimes new, as our moon
does to us ; but instead of rising in the
east and setting in the west, we always
seem to stand still, just in the same part
of the sky. The people who live in the
center of that half of the moon which ia
turned toward us see directly over their
heads all the time.
"I would tell you a great deal more
about the sun, and the moon, and the
stars, and the earth, and I will soon, if -you
like to hear, but not now, for, see! while
we have been talking, the great earth
shadow has crept silently over us, and ia
pressing down your sleepy eyelids.
Children' Sour.
How the Inventor of a Flying Machine
Didn't Fly.
Our reporter was yesterday notified that
an item of no small constquence would
await him at the corner of Fort and
Beaubien streets at noon, and appeared
there to find a select party of half a dozen
gentlemen, who were about to witness a
trial of what might have been "Fulger's
patent wings," but which may never be,
owing to circumstances related further on.
About five years ago, a man named Ful
ger, employed in a machine shop at Buf
falo, conceived the idea that he had solved
the question of a human being navigat
ing the air like a bird. He had read and
pondered, drafted and experimented, and
at length brought out a pair of "flyers,"
which were intended to assist him in soar
ing to the clouds, but which didn't. The
wings were in the shape of fans, com
posed of whalebone and oiled-silk, and
fastened to the shoulders. By means of a
large spring, which held the two together,
and a sort of handle falling over the head
and clasped by the hands, the wings
could be worked fast or slow, and with
ease. As they would not raise the inventor
from the ground, he suspected that a cur
rent of air was first necessary, and climbed
upon a shed to take his flight. His select
audience shouted "time," the wings com
menced to flop, and Fulger went on his
head, getting a bump which made him see
stars for an hour. He tried his invention
twice afterward, but the result was the
same each time, and then, as his life waa
not insured, he concluded to preserve it
by walking the earth with the gifts which
nature gave him But his bumps had
hardly ceased to ache when Fulger's ideas
began to return to the old channel, and
he has wasted months of time and a con
siderable amount of money in pursuing
the delusive vision. Six months ago, on
coming to Detroit, he was taken sick,
and not being able to do heavy work,
and having several hundred dollars by
him, he has spent the last four months in
perfecting another pair of wings, and these
he had with him yesterday. He was very
enthusiastic, and promised our reporter he
would telegraph him from Grand
Rapids before sundown, having no doubt
that he would arise on the noon-day
breeze and sail the air like a buzzard. It
was at first proposed to go up the alley
and let him toy the experiment by jumping
off a barn, but a crowd began to gather,
and his modesty obliged the invited guests
to follow him nearly a mile up Beaubien
street to the commons, close on which
stands a tumble down story and a half
house. The audience made a halt here,
and Fulger carefully unrolled twenty or
thirty newspapers and brought out the
wings. Each one measured exactly seven
feet in length, and the broadest part was
three ftet and eight inches, looking in
shape like the wings of Tin eagle. At the
butt of the wing was a piece of cork, say
six inches square ; from this eight strips of
rattan, not quite as large around as a lead
pencil, ran the whole length, being bound
together at certain places with light wires.
At the butt each rattan was fastened with
the cork with a small screw. The wings
were made to fasten directly under the
arms, stout cords running up over the
shoulders to hold them. The covering
was oil skin, being the same material as
that which used to be worn to protect la
dies' bonnets from injury. The weight or
the two wss just two pounds and a half,
n. n,.,nr aiHe nf each wine, iust where
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the hands could handily grasp them, a snip
of stout rubber was fastened, and the fly
ing was to be done by the man grasping
these handles and working the wings up
and down, the hands first pushing and
then pulling.
At last, after everybody had admired,
doubted and congratulated, Mr. Fulger
shook nanus ail arounu auu
that he was about to pay a visit to thesun,
having changed his mind in regard to
eoing to Grand Rapids. With the wings
? 3.- .4,rn hAhlnri Via mounted to the
ilOOlKUlK UVW ii" ,
. .lutanM nf ahnrit fourteen feet, ana
then warned his audience not tojarhia
, W n fitanHlncr nn thA
nerves DJ any iium n " 7
extreme end of the ridge, just over a bed
w .tA tall weeds, the "bird"
Ul mum. glass - , " . ,
seized the wings firmly, threw out a quid
of fine cut and took the leap. Exactly
v.. Aannnt be described, aa
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every one waa laughing so that his eyes
refused to see ; d mis muui wu
will swear to, there was a jump, a uup,
or three keel-overs, a rustling of tilk, and
the audience saw Mr. Fulger lying on .his
stomach on the ground, mo botxluk
wings making him a figure comic beyond
j-Jr.: tia v.. to ia a1 nn turned
over, and soon opened his eyes and wanted
to know what naa occurrou, uiu
leaning against the house and breathing
, , that he lnat hia balance
Iiaxu. aio uiAm - ; , ;
at the critical moment, or else he would
have sailed away use a muscovy uuc, ou.
j i: a nnt the ATneriment acain.
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saying that he didn't feel welL Sympathy
- i- -i . . i. mnitllamAii frnm
lor nis nuiura xy mo e rir ,
laughing all they wanted to, but Mr. Din
ger left them with the assertion that he
should soon have the pleasure of calling
on the same audience k vw -!..
. Tnnnniicht excursion above their
heads.-:-Detroit Fret Fret.
Neighbor 8 is a blacksmith ; he has
a 'little four-year-old. S was at work
"Those are harrow-teeth, sonny, a
worked away, not noticing the boy until
EhSri I rffigh, when he looked up, and
heard him exclaim to himself, "Ho, ho!
what an awful big monf!'
"How does your horse answer?" "I
really don't know never questioned nun.

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