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CAPE GIRARDEAU. . - MISSOUM.
RAPID STONE SAWING.
h Proeaw Accomplished by Chilled
The use of chilled metallic shot hat
completely revolutioned the stone-sawing
trade, by reason of the rapidity
vith which the work can now be ac
jsomplished as compared with the times
OThen the sawing1 material consisted
smly of quartzose sand. It is obvious
that in sawing granite, for instance,
the sand alluded to, not being harder
4han quartz, was incapable of doing
much work, as that mineral exists bo
abundantly in granite. What was want
ed was something harder than quarts.
-Saveral minerals answered the purpose,
among which were corundum (emery)
ind the diamond. The former of these is
occasionally used for sawing, and large
ly for rubbing granite, marble and
the like, preparatory to the polishing
.process; the latter has for some years
been employed to a limited extent for
-tawing the hardest kinds of stone, and
"diamond disks may be found in the
workshops of every lapidary. But
these minerals are rather expensive,
especially the latter, and until within
recept years sharp sand was still almost
aniversally employed. Then a new
material, known as chilled shot, was
Introduced and was rapidly taken up.
During our visits to various granite
centers in 1886-87 we found it had al
ready gained a firm foothold, as the
-rate of sawing was greatly increased
by its use; it was also very economical
in working, and has been much
mployed to this day. The fore
join g observations were suggested
by some samples and a trade descrip
tion of "Krushite," which is said to be
new material. It appears to be
ihilled metallic shot, and is very simi
lar to, though probably not identical
la composition with, what we saw in
ase some eight years since. At any
rate, the use of chilled metallic shot
'or sawing hard stone is by no means a
"new" idea. "Krushite" is said to be
capable of sawing blocks of granite at
the rate of four inches and hard grit
stone at nine inches in depth per hour,
with twelve blades in the frame.
It is manufactured in several differ
ent sizes, the largest (about the size of
small rabbit shot) being suitable for
sandstone and the. smallest (fine dust)
for the rubbing bed. The material is
used in sand blast apparatus in lieu of
sand, and in substitution for diamonds
in boring and drilling. It is described
as being absolutely without points or
edges, though we do not find this state
ment borne out by samples sent us.
However, there can be no question that
the chilled metallic shot is by far the
best and most economical material
hitherto discovered for sawing the
hardest descriptions of stone and for
use in the initial stages of rubbing.
It must be - handled with great
care, though, in the manufacture of
marble. Only the other day we saw a
beautiful slab utterly ruined during
the final polishing with putty powder,
by reason of a few chilled shots having
found their way under the felt pol
isher, with the result that the smooth
surface of the stone was deeply scored
before the machinery could be stopped.
That, of course, is sheer carelessness;
the fact that the chilled shot was capa
ble of scratching so deeply in such a
short space of time is distinctly in its
favor as a sawing material. London
THE READY LASSO.
With It the Cowboy Can Hit the Hark aa
With s Bine.
The cowboys of New Mexico, Texas
and Arizona are skilled in the art of
using the lasso, said a citizen of Santa
Fe. recently. I used to be in the ranch
ing line myself, and once thought I
-could throw a rope as straight as any
man living. But that was before I
mixed to any extent with the Mexi
cans. As good as the American cow
boys are, they can't hold a candle to a
greaser when it comes to the roping
business. They can do things with hemp
that no other mortals can ever hope to
accomplish. As the Australian stands
out pre-eminently in throwing the
boomerang, so does the ignorant son of
the land of God and liberty' exceed all
other men in this one occomplishment
A Mexican will chase a steer at full
speed, and while he guides the broncho
with one hand whirl his rope with nn
erring aim with the other, and it isn't
once in a thousand times that the
noose will fail to catch just where the
rider meant. A favorite trick with
them is to stick a lot of long-handled
3cnives in the ground close together
'within the limits of a narrow circle
and bet with outsiders that they can
ide past at race-horse speed and pick
up any one of the knives designated
"with a rope. They are good marks
wen with the rifle, too, but in this re
gard the cowboys are fully their peers,
A quiet, nice man had opened an un
dertaker's shop in a western town and
about the second day after the bully
of the burg called on him and insulted
3iim grossly. An hour later the under
taker called on a friend for advice.
"That tough, Bill Slugg," he said,
"came into my place awhile ago and
called me a liar."
"Why didn't you shoot him?" was the
lprompt inquiry. .
-I didn't like to," he said, diffidently.
"Why not?" '
"Aw, well," he hesitated, "I kinder
thought people might say I done it fot
business purposes only." Detroit Free
They Were Tame.
Winks I understand you have been
.hooting, old fellow. What did you
Blinks Only a couple of braoe of
Winks Were they wild?
Blinks Well, a-n-no, bat the fame
" - Tp A Of yore,
In the youth of the nation.
When the harvest had yielded Its store
There was feast and oblation.
Or when danger had, lifted its hand,
From the lips of the living
There rang through the length of the land
A Thanksgiving! Thanksgiving!
Our home was a wilderness then
With the floods to enfold It;
To-day with its million of men,
We rejoice to behold it.
From the sea ts the surge of the sea,
We have all for a treasure;
We are blest in the promised to-be
In a manifold measure.
War flaunts not a red pennon bow.
For the olive Is regal;
Like birds that are twin, on one bough
Sit the dove and the eagle.
The clash of the conflict that cleft
We in sorrow remember.
But the fire of the great feud has left
In the ash scarce an ember.
For the fruit of the time of our toil;
For whate'er we have fought for:
Whether born of the brain or the soil
Be the meed we have sought for;
For the gifts we have had from His hand
Who is Lord of all living.
Let there ring through the length of the land
A Thanksgiving I Thanksgiving!
Clinton Scollard, in Ladles' Home Journal.
i B bright and cold
JfMsSSZ. ? Jl on the town of
Marvsville. Old Sol had scarcely be
gun his daily migration toward the
west ere a number of schoolboys had
gathered at the millpond to see if the
ice was strong enough for skating.
To their great delight it proved to be
"My, won't it be fun, boys?" said
Hal Anderson, as he took a long slide,
both arms extended.
"Wish I had my skates here now,"
said Jack Dayton. "I'd go without
"Aw, no, yon wouldn't, Jack. You
can't make us believe that you would
miss anything to eat," said another
"Well, I'd make it up at Thanksgiv
ing dinner, if 1 did," said Jack, gradu
ally. "Anyhow, I'm coming down
right after breakfast, and if you fel
lows will all come, too, we'll have a
game of 'prison goal.' What do you
"We'll be here," was the universal
reply, and away went the boys to eat
breakfast and spread the good news
that there was skating on the pond.
Jack imparted the news at the
breakfast table, whereat his sister
lima, aged eighteen and very pretty,
clapped her hands and exclaimed:
"Oh, jolly! I'm so glad I had my
skates sharpened last week. Every
body will be out, either skating or
looking on, and we'll all come home
with such appetites! I just know that
Jack will eat all that chicken pie that
"I'll leave a piece of the crust for
you, Irma," said Jack. "I'm going
down to the pond right after break
fast When can you come?"
"Oh, I suppose I'll have to go to
church and help sustain the family
reputation, Jack Dayton. Of course
fourteen-year old boys don't know any
thing about such responsibilities. But I
wonder if I could carry my skates to
church with me? I guess I can hide
them under my cloak."
"Or put 'em on and skate up the
aisle with 'em," Jack irreverently sug
gested. Irma deigned not to notice
this fling, but continued:
"I do hope Mr. Miller will preach a
dreadfully short sermon. That will be
one thing to be thankful for."
"Well, you'd better skip church and
come out for a game with the boys."
"Mr. Dayton, I'm a young lady, if
you please, and I don't play with little
boys," replied Irma, with a mock bow.
"Oh! Ah! Has Mr. Archibald Hen
dricks been putting such notions into
"No, he hasn't" she responded, with
a sudden blush, and to hide her con
fusion she jumped up and ran into the
Skates over his shoulder. Jack went
out the door with an Indian war
whoop and was soon hard at play
with his comrades on the pond.
The village choir that day outdid it
self upon the anthem, which in length
and volume surpassed even the utmost
anticipations of the congregation.
The songsters left a small margin for
the sermon, which was of moderate
Irma's thoughts were busy with
other subjects than Bible texts, how
ever. She had noticed Archie Hen
drfeks come in and take a seat on the
other side of the church, and she felt
that he was watching her. Just in
front of her sat Keith Walters and his
mother. Keith had been away to col
lege. He was a fine, manly fellow,
and a great favorite.
1 till fef
The Walters and Dayton families
had long been on the best of terms, so
Irma felt free to greet Keith very
cordially at the close of the service.
"College seems to agree with you,
Keith," said Irma, after the first greet
ing was over.
"Indeed it does especially the jun
ior work. Oh, Irma, you ought to be
a college girl you'll never know what
fun is until yon are."
"Oh, pshaw, Keith! I'm going to
have some fun this very day. See my
skates?" And Irma disclosed them
underneath her cloak. "I'm going
out to the millpond. Won't you come,
"Delighted! Only I must go home
for my runners; didn't know there
was skating. I guess mother will let
me go won't you, mother?"
"Yes, my boy but don't venture
where the ice is unsafe. It's early in
the season, you know."
"No fear of my getting drowned if
Irma will only take care of me," said
He left Irma at the church door,
after securing from her the promise of
the first skate.
"Yes, if you'll hurry," said Irma.
Then turning, she saw Archie Hen
dricks at her elbow. She bowed
calmly, but her brother's taunt of the
morning still tingled in her ears, and
she was not inclined to be as gracious
as usual to her old friend.
Archie Hendricks was a sterling
youth physically, morally and finan
cially. He was junior partner in the
firm of Hendricks & Son, iron found
ers. Many a doting Marysville mother
had him in her mind as a prospective
son-in-law. By nature reserved, he
seldom courted the society of the
gentler sex, and, although he was a
frequent caller at the Dayton home
stead, he never paid marked attention
to Irma. However, Irma's secret ad
miration for him was great, and Archie,
from admiring her beauty and unaf
fected brightness, was drifting into a
deeper feeling, which he apparently
did not care to check.
The cordial greeting between Keith
and Irma had nettled Archie, he knew
not why. So his manner was cool
when he lifted his hat and said:
"Off to the pond?"
"Yes; they say the skating is splen
did. Are you going?"
"I think I shall, as soon as I can get
I r n 3. - -.Jf
HK SLID THEM ACBOSS
my skates. I need some exercise to
get up an appetite for that Thanks
giving dinner we are to have at home.
If you'll wait for me, I'll put on your
skates for you."
"Oh; thank you, but they go on quite
easily. There's Belle Parker. I guess
I'll go with her."
Archie's first advance had met de
cided repulse. He turned on his heel
and went after his skates. His next
attack, he felt confident would be
more successful, for he was a famous
The great millpond resounded with
the ring of countless steel-shod feet
Bright faces and happy voices were
there in profusion. Never had the
skatjng been better, the weather finer
or the crowd larger.
Diamond sparks, cut by keen, swift
knives, glistened in the sun as skates
fled past Shouts from youngsters
playing some exciting game,, shrieks
and merry laughter from groups of be
ginners, gay comments from their
more independent companions, the
low, musical detonation of the frozen
field all went tD make up a scene de
lightful and inspiring. It was life,
and life in its most favorable aspect
a combination of health, happiness
When Archie Hendricks reacned the
pond he found Keith Walters putting
on Irma's skates.
Archie was jealous.
Belle Parker at once became the
flattered object of his attentions and
he devoted himself to her, although she
was but a mediocre skater.
Irma was both daring and accom
plished in the art and she was the ob
ject of many compliments ard uni ver
sa! admiration from the onlookers. ;
Keith, being a college man, waa
versed in all- the latest figures and
fancies of the. skater, and he found
Irma an apt scholar.
They crossed the pond with the
"Dutch roll" in a most finished man
ner. They "cut the grapevine," trellis
and all; they skated alternately back
ward and forward, bnt the admiration
of the spectators knew no bounds when
the graceful pair "did the Mercury,"
that difficult figure that must be done
well if done at all.
Archie soon found excuse for relin
quishing Belle Parker, who was not
his ideal of a skater belle. The only
girl he cared to skate with was mo
nopolized by Keith Walters.
Archie was aggravated.
Once Irma separated from her part
ner and skated to the other side of the
pond. Archie was about to follow,
when her brother Jack took her in h and,
and Archie's hopes again were blasted.
Archie's mental thermometer now
registered one hundred in the shade."
He skated fiercely. He performed
marvels. He entered a game of "tag"
and led the entire horde of boys an ex
citing chase before he allowed himself
to be caught
His flashing steel was never quiet
Now it was the "back roll," now the
"outer edge." He cut wonderful de
vices upon the icy slate, and then ac
knowledged them by signing his name
with a mighty flourish, which so awed
the younger boys that they forgot to
Then he wandered off to a deserted
part of the pond to brood upon his
Keith and Irma, tired of admira
tion, had skated up the frozen stream
and away from the crowd.
"Isn't this great fun?" said Keith.
"It's just too splendid for anything,"
responded Irma, who was wishing,
nevertheless, that Archie would ask
her to skate. Why was he so stub
born? "Irma, can you keep a secret?" said
"Well I'm engaged."
"Keith Walters, you don't mean it!"
"Yes I da But you're the first one
"Oh! Tell me all about it quick! I'm
dying to hear!"
"Well, she's a college girl one of
my classmates a lovely girL I wish
yon knew her. . We are keeping' quiet
THE ICE TO HEB.
about it while we are in college, you
"What is she like? and what's her
name? and where is she from? and
when will you be married? and who"
"Oh, one at a time, now, Irma! You
are as bad as a college examination.
Let me see she has light wavy,
"And blue eyes?"
"And a soft complexion?"
"Peaches and cream."
"And a pretty nose?" .
"Tall or short?"
"Just the right size."
"But you haven't told me her name
"Her name is Nellie Nellie Gray,
but I expect that inside of two years it
will be Mrs. Keith Walters."
Suddenly the skaters noticed that
the ice around them was weak. It be
gan to bend and crack.
"We must get away from this," said
They turned around. That half-stop
was fatal. The ice gave way and as
Keith pushed Irma from him he went
down into the water.
Irma screamed. She turned back
"Don't come near me! The ice will
break with you!" he shouted.
Then he tried to get out The ice
broke wherever he leaned his weight
Irma took off her long fur boa and
threw one end to him. He caught it
and it sustained him. -
"Call for help, Irma!"
Keith was deathly pale and the
water was chilling him through.
Irma called a;ain-
"Can yon hold on a minute longer.
I Keith? Somebody's coming.
That somebody was Archie Hen
dricks. He had been sear enough to
hear Irma's first cry of distress and he
was coming now with furious speed.
Yet the seconds seemed like hours to
the waiting pair.
Archie took in the situation at a
glance. Without stopping to say a
word, but shouting: "Hang nf he
sped to the bank and landed. Skates
and all, at the nearest fence.
It was the work of an instant to tear
off two long boards and return to the
river. He went as near as he dared to
"The ice won't hold me there," he
shouted. "Take these boards and lay
them in front of Keith; then pull him
He slid the boards across ihe ice to
her. She did as directed.
Cheered by Archie's words ar4 aided
by Irma and the faithful boa, Keith
crawled forth more dead than alive.
It did not take long to get him
away from the air-hole, and between
Irma and Archie he was conveyed
quickly to the pond, where there were
plenty of wraps to cover him. la
spite of Keith's protestations that he
was "all right" and "only a little
moist" he was bundled off. home,
looking more like a mummy than a
The excitement of the day fcad
culminated with Keith's sdventur.
Archie and Irma stood talking to'
"Irma, how did it happen you and
Keith got so far away? Didn't either
of you think of the danger?"
'Oh, Archie, he was telling me all
about his ladylove there! I've let out
a secret but I know you'll, never
breathe a word of it will you? Be
cause he asked me if I could keep a
secret and I told him I thought I
could. So I was asking him questions
and I guess we didn't notice where we
were. And, oh, Archie! if you hadn't
come when you did, I just know Keith
would have drowned!"
"Oh, you would never have allowed
him to sink before your eyes. But
I'm glad it was no worse." '
"So am I, but you haven't skated
with me any to-day, Archie."
"Well, it's not too late yet We can
take a turn around the pond before
dinner time, I guess."
And off they went They knew that
Keith was well cared for, yet neither
spoke for a few moments. Suddenly
"Irma, a secret is no good unless it's
divided, is it?"
"I never heard one that was," said
the pretty girl, looking up at him.
"Well, I'm going to divide mine with
you one I've been keeping even closer
than Keith kept his, for I have kept it
entirely to myself. Do you want to
"It is this: I am in love."
Irma did not reply. She merely
Do you care to know the young
"Well, it is Irma Dayton,"
Irma leaned on his arm without re
serve. Archie looked down at her.
"Now, are you going to rescue me,
too, on this eventful day? Yes or no?"
Nobody was near them. Archie
kissed the happy face turned up to his
as he said:
"Then this will be the happiest of
Thanksgiving days!" Keyes Becker,
in Chicago News.
Oar National Thanknglvlnr Iay.
The national observance of Thanks
giving day was brought about by a
woman. Mrs. Sarah J. Hale, of Phila
delphia, began about 1844 to urge,
through the magazine of which she
had charge, and by personal corre
spondence with the governors of
states and with presidents of the
United States, that Thanksgiving day
should be made a national festival,
and be held on the same day through
out the country. Her suggestion was
adopted twenty years later by Presi
dent Lincoln, and the observance of
Thanksgiving by the nation has now
become established. United Presby
terian. "Will you take it, or have it sent?"
Causa for Thankfulness.
An exchange relates this incident of
life in an apartment house:
Boy Father sent me up to say that
he would be very thankful if you
wouldn't lay any more carpets to
night He can't sleep.
New Tenant Go town and tell your
father not to let my hammering pre
vent him from feeling thankful. Tell
him to be thankful his carpets are
laid and, above all. to be thankful he
sent you up instead of coming himself.
"I dos't see what makes people go
to football games on Thanksgiving
day," remarked his wife. "It hasn't
anything to do with the spirit of the
occasion." "Oh, yes, it has," was the
reply. "I never went to a football
game in my life that I didn't feel tre
mendously thankful that I wasn't one
of the players." Washington St r.
David Livingstone, as a . boy,
showed all the determination which
was afterwards so prominent a feature
of his character.
PERSONAL AND LITERARY.
It is full thirty years since W. G
Grace, the English cricketer, mtde bis
first "century" in a big match. Yet it
was only a few days ago that he put on
one hundred and thirty-one run
against the professionals, making the
ninety-ninth time when be has passed
the three-figure mark.
Lady Sophia Cecil, aunt of the Mar
quis of Exeter, who is now ninety-four,
is the last survivor of the famous ball
at Brussels on the night before Water
loo. She is a daughter of the Duchess
of Bichmond, who gave the ball, and
danced that night with the duke of
Brunswick, who was killed next day at
James Mulligan, the United States
consul-general at Samoa, writes to a
friend in Lexington, Ky., that Robert
Lou:s Stevenson is a very liely man
for one who is supposed to be in bad
health. He plays tennis for hours, and
no one can outlast him at a dance. He
will put off writing a story at any time
to attend a ball.
, A recent addition to military liter
ature is "Fables from Field and Staff."
by Lieut James A. Frye, of Boston.
The book is the second of a series of
stories of life among the citizen sol
diery and the seven short stories, or
inclosnres, as the author calls them,
are brim full of pathos and humor.
Bear Admiral Albert Hastings
Markham, the Arctic explorer, and
second in command to Sir teorg
Tyron when the latter, with three
hundred others, was lost in the Vic
toria, was recently married in London.
The wedding cake was decorated with
a model of the Alert which he com
manded in the North Poje expedition
of 1875-76, when he reached 83 deg., 8
min., 26 sec, the highest northern alti
tude attained by Englishmen, and only
surpassed by Brainard and Lockwood
of Greely's expedition.
Perhaps the best-natured, and at
the same time one of the wittiest re
joinders in religious dispute was that
made by Father O'Leary to an Irish
Protestant "I have no objection,"
said the latter, "to have the Virgin
Mary treated with reverence, but only
as a respectable, venerable woman
just such a one as my own mother."
"Still," replied O'Leary, "you must
allow there is some difference in the
The duke of Northumberland, in
spite of his vast wealth, is very unaf
fected and simple in his life. When
ever on a railway, he usually takes a
third-class ticket to the indignation
of the railway officials. One day they
determined to break him of this frugal
habit and they filled his compartment
with chimney-sweeps carrying bags of
soot When the duke arrived at his
destination, he took the sweeps to the
booking-office and bought them each a
first-class ticket back again, and put
one in each first-class carriage, sacks
A fac-simile of the "Soldier's Pock
et Bible," compiled by. Edmund Cala
my in 1643 and nsed by Cromwell'
Boundheads, of which only two copies, ,
one in the British museum and one in
the United States, are known to exist,
has just been published by Elliot Stock
in London. It was long supposed that
the edition used by the army of the
Commonwealth was a very small Bible
printed by John Field, but as that was
first issued in 1G53, after the civil war
was over, it can not have been the
book. The credit for the 'discovery be
longs to Mr. George Livermore, of
"Grandpa," said a small boy to his
grandfather, who possessed a complete
set of false teeth, "do you put your
teeth outside your bedroom door with
your boots to be cleaned?"
At the Races. Dick "Been to the
races to-day?" Tom "Yes, and had
great luck." Dick "What on?" Tom
"On the way home. I didn't have to
walk." Detroit Free Press.
Book on Farming. Book Agent
"I should like you to take this book,
it tells you how to raise everything."
Farmer Howler "Waal, I'll take it,
'cause I want ter raise nine dollars
pretty durn quick."
She (a woman'srights woman) "Do
you believe that woman should have
the right of being the equal of man?"
He "Well, if she wants to let herself
down so far I don't see any reason why
she should be prevented." N. Y. Press.
Dorothy (confidentially) "I was
naughty yesterday and mamma spanked
me. Did you ever get spanked?" Eliza
abeth "Yes; once, I did." Dorothy
"What for?" Elizabeth "'Cos gran'ma
was away." Kate Field's Washington.
Parent "Who is the laziest boy in
your class, Johnny?" Johnny "I
dnnno." "I should think you would
know. When all the others are indus
triously writing or studying their les
sons who is he who sits idle in his seat
and watches the rest instead of work
ing himself?" "The teacher."
"He was a beautiful little dog,1
said the caller, doing her best to offer
sympathy. "It must be a real bereave
ment to have to lose him. Cant can't
you take his remains to the taxider
mist's?" "I think," said Mrs. Gofre
quent with a fresh burst of tears, "wo
had already paid the taxes on him."
"We don't play the piano at our
house on Sunday," said the first little
girl, "and you folks da We ain't
heathens." "Neither are we," said the
second little girl, "but we don't believe
in using up all our religion on Sundays,
so's there won't be none left through
the week, like some folks does." In
The words in Japanese for rat and
fountain are very much alike. So an
accomplished missionary, in delivering
an earnest discourse, made the very
easy mistake of urging his congrega
tion to "come and seek the living Rat"
instead of "come and seek the living
Fountain." Of another evangelist the
story is told that he said, with a loud
voice: "If you don't repent you will go
to the post office," the words for post
office and bell being very similar la
I tound. Bishop Galloway.