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ANGEL VISITORS.
In the graveyard gray and chill,
- Veiled in shadow, hushed and still, '
'Neath one drooping cypress tree, ■-
They are laid, my" darling three— ' :
Merry Bobin, brave and bold;
Baby May, with locks of gold;
Barfing Dolly, shy and fair. :
With the grave dust on her hair.
Now their joyous feet no more
Patter o'er the cottage floor;
Still they hover near, I know'■
Lovely spirits, white as snow !
Singing sounds of boyish mirth
Never round my childless hearth
In the morning light are heard.
Welcoming tho early bird;
In the evening drear and long,
Never maiden's vesper song
Bids discordant voices cease,
Fills the slumberous hush with peace;
Yet when bowed in tearful prayer, '
Lo! they mount the silent stair!
I Whispering, fluttering, to and fro
Lovely spirits, white as snow!
Heavenly wisdow in their eyes.
Downward from the starlit skies,
On the moonbeams pale they glide,
Smiling angels side by side !
Folded in their loving arms, 7. ' AxAA\
Swiftly fade life's vague alarms.
When feel their flowery breath
Fan my cheek, I long for death.
How my heart in rapture sings.
Listening to their rustling wings,
Slaking music sweet and low—
Lovely spirits, white as snow!
When the faint, uncertain glow
Of my taper, burning low,
Dimly shows each vacant place,
Treasured curl and pictured face,
With a world of longing pain,
Empty hands are clasped in vain!
Then lie patient on my knee,
Till they come, my darling three!
Bidding earthly sounds grow dumb.
In their shimmering robes they come,
Wondering at their mother's woe■ ,
Lovely spirits, white as snow! . :
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When I slumber they are near,
When I slumber they are uear.
Whispering in my dreaming ear,
Shedding beams of heavenly light
From their pinions silvery bright!
All! such holy truths they speak,
. . Kissing lip, and brow, ami cheek!
"Peace I" they murmur o'er and o'er:
"We are with you evermore !
Angels count the mourner's hours :
Every cross is crowned with flowers."
God has taught them this, I know
Lovely spirits, white as snow!
Fanny Forrester, in Chambers' Journal.
WANTED_AWIFE.
WANTED_AWIFE..
A COLLEGE TALE.
.
Jack Hornby, of Brazenface College, Ox
ford, had just finished his usual after-break
fast pipe, on the last day of the summer
term. 1880, when his attention was arrested
by a sharp rap at the door, immediately fol
lowed by the entrance of the well-dressed
person of his college friend, Methven.
"Come along in," said Hornby, "and
light yourself a pipe."
"No. thank ye, can't stop," replied Meth
ven, "as I have a lot to do this morning;
but I thought I would just run across and
tell you a bit of news. I have just arranged
a glorious hoax, at the expense, I need
hardly say, of old Crofton: he has become
too 'cute lately to be caught by our old
time-honored jokes, and so T have arranged
the following plan: A week ago I inserted
in the agony column of the Morning Adver
tiser a glowing matrimonial advertisement,
in which I stated that the advertiser, who
was handsome, rich, and all that sort of
thing, desired to meet with a pretty and
accomplished girl with a view to matrimo
ny. All applicants were to send their pho
tographs; the replies to be sent to H. C,
151 St. Giles, Oxford-—that's the house
where my scout lives, and so, of course, I
told him to bring me any letters thus ad
dressed. I got no reply for a day or so, but
four days ago I received a letter from a
certain damsel, who described herself as
young, handsome^ and accomplished, in
closed me the photograph of a very pretty
girl, ended by asking me when and where I
should meet her in town, and signed herself
. Miss L. Bernard, Piccadilly circus postoffiee;
she also expressed a desire to have the adver
. tiser's photograph, so I promptly sent her
that of old Crofton, which he had lately given
me, and said I would write to-night when
and where I should meet her; so my scheme
is, to somehow induce Crofton to meet this
girl ; she will of course recognize him by the
photograph I have sent, will probably rush
'into his arms, the . kangaroo will be utterly
overpowered, and there will be an inter
esting denouement. Now, Hornby, don't
you think that a magnificent piece of strate
gy-" ' - .
"No, Indeed I don't," said Hornby, "I
think it an infernal shame; and, what's
more, I have half a mind to go and tell
the kangaroo of the hoax." 7 7,7
"Oh, come now," said Methven, "you'd
never do that Jack, I know. Well, I cag_'t
stay any longer, so good-by for the present."
There is not the very slightest doubt that.
if the fates had not intervened, Hornby
would have gone straight to Crofton -and
warned him of the impending hoax, and this
story would never have been written; but, as
it happened, no sooner had Methven cone
out of Hornby's rooms than in rushed the
secretary of the college cricket club In a state
of breathless anxiety; there was a . match at
11 :30, it was now 11 o'clock, and he could
only get together eight men. So Hornby was
promptly enlisted, and by the time the match
was over Methven and his scheme had en
tirely faded from his not too retentive mem-
ory. Methven, in the meantime, had gone
straight to Crofton's rooms. Now, this Crof
ton, who was about to fall a victim to Meth-
yen's wiles, was the -son of a large Australian
sheep farmer, and had come up to Brazen-
face the previous October. Like most colon-
ists who have not been to school in England,
he was very simple and unsophisticated, and
though the kangaroo, as he was generally
called, was very popular, he'was constantly
being made the victim of some practical
jokes, most of which were originated by
Methven, who was the professional hoaxer of
Brazenface. He always forgave them hearti
ly, and joined in the laugh himself. How-
ever,' his one year's residence in college had
opened his eyes a little, and being naturally
anything but a fool, his friends found it not
quite so easy to take him in now as it used to
be, and several attempts having lately failed
Methven, to sustain his dwindling reputation
as a joker, had concocted the plan he had
just disclosed to Hornby.- He found the
genial giant busily packing his traps ready
for going down the next day. After chatting
a moment or two the tempter began :
"As you're going to town to-morrow I
want you to do me a little favor. I promised
to meet a girl, a cousin of mine, to-morrow.
We had each got an order for the House of
Commons, and I was to have escerted her
and as we meant to have a little lunch to
.gether at Lucas' before we went in, we had
arranged to meet at a quarter past 2 at the
Westminister Bridge landing pier, that be
ing a place where we couldn't possibly miss
one another. Now, as bad luck will have it
the Dean has sent for me to see him after
collections, so that I can't get up to town in
time. Unfortunately, I can't let the girl
know, because she's away on a visit for a
day or two to some friends, whose address I
• have forgotten, and she won't return home
till after she's been to the House. Now " I
don't want the poor child to wait an hour
forme, so would you \ mind going there
about 2:15 and tell her that I can't come be
cause of that beastly Dean? And so that
you can't mistake her, I've brought you her
photograph, j By-the-by, her name is Miss
Bernard. Now, will this be too much trouble
for you?" !-...';
* "Oh, not a bit," said Crofton, I shall be
delitrhted." " A-..x.,: . . »
* "Well, remember, Westminister landing
pier, at a quarter past 2! And now, good
by, and a pleasant 'long' to you."
Methven, highly elated with the result of
his scheme, immediately wrote a note to
Miss L. Bernard that H. 2. would meet her
at the Westminster bridge pier, . at a quarter
j past 2 punctually, and that she must come
■up and speak to him if she saw him first.
p -The next morning Crofton, having un
dergone that dread ordeal . called "collec
tions," having been bullied alternately by
the principal, the dean, j and the senior tutor,
hurried off to the station and; just managed
to catch the midday express to town. On
his arrival, leaving his* traps at a hotel, he
rushed--off to Westminister ■ Bridge landing
pier and arrived there within . a' minute or
two of the appointed time. There were but
few people on it-when he arrived, , and cer
tainly no one resembling in the "slightest de
gree the photograph of Mr. Methven's cousin
He looked up and down, hut no—there was
only one young lady there, and she wasn't in
the least like* the photo_ft*Dh. She. was
standing close to the ticket office, holding.
the hand of a little boy of 10 or so, and she
seemed to watch . Crofton with an amused
smile as he. impatiently walked up and down,
looking now at her . watch and now at the ;
Parliament clock tower. The little boy,in the
meantime, getting Itired -of waiting, had
slipped away under the protecting chains
round the side and began to play with a little
dog that was vaguely roaming about.' - The
young lady did not miss him, and when
Crofton happened to turn he saw the child,
in trying to avoid a sudden bound of the dog,
scramble and fall over the pier into the river.
The child yelled, the girl shrieked, and the
dog barked for sympathy, but Crofton,' who
fortunately had plenty of presence of mind
and was a good, strong swimmer, dived gui-
etly into the water, caught up the child in a
couple of strokes, and in a very short time
had restored his dripping burden to the
young lady. She was of course most grate
ful to him for having . saved the life of her
little brother (for so the child turned out to
be,) and, as Crofton put them in a cab, she
asked him to call on them at home and give
her parents an opportunity of personally
thanking him. . Crofton at first poohpoohed
the idea of being thus made a hero of, but there
was a pleading look in her pretty eyes which
quite overcame. scruples; and having as-
certained that her father was a Mr. West,
and lived at No. 136 Cavendish square, he
promised to call there the following after
noon. And, as therg was still no sign of
Miss Bernard, and as he was dripping wet
he hailed a passing cab and ] returned to his
hotel.
• The next day, according to his promise,
he called at No. 130 Cavendish squaie, and
was received most kindly by Miss West, his
acquaintance of yesterday, and her mother,
an old lady, who thanked him most volubly
for having saved dear Bertie's life, who, she
added, was none the worse for the ducking,
and was at that moment in bed, with a mus
tard plaster on his chest and a basin of gruel
by his side (probably thinking the drowning
would have been infinitely preferable to the
doctoring.)* X A ' - ,
Of course Crofton was invited to stay to
dinner, so as to meet Mr. West, who did not
return from business till after 6. About that
time he arrived, and a fine cherry fellow he
was, and right heartily did he welcome his
new acquaintance. After dinner as he and
Harry were discussing a bottle of | '34 port,
V..-, West found out from the simple-hearted
t jllow that he was a native of Australia, and
that though he was happy enough during
term-time with his college chums, he found
it very dull during the vacation, having but
few relations and friends in the old country;
and so Dr. West, liking the honest,manly lad
and feeling, of course, intensely grateful to
him for having saved his child from drown-
ing, invited him to spend a month with him
at his shooting lodge in Scotland. Crofton'
being passionately devoted to sport, snapped
at the offer; and so it was arranged that he
should go up to Mr. West's shooting lodge,
in Cromarty, on the llth of August. To
this day he swears that the month he spent
atßalbriggan Lodge was the happiest time of
his life— sport, nice men in the house,
and, ah! far best of all, the society of Lilian
West. At flrst it struck him that she looked
upon him for some reason or other as rather
a puppy, which considerably surprised him,
for whatever his faults might be, conceit, was
certainly one of them. But as time went on,
and she had plenty of opportunity of seeing
what a modest, sterling fellow he was (be-
sides being the best shot of the party) the
feeling seemed to pass away and soon gave
place to a sincere regard. Sunday afternoon
rambles through the heather, cozy chats in
the gloaming after dinner, lessons in the
mysteries of "gobang" and chess have
brought together less susceptible hearts than
those of Harry Crofton and Lilian West, and
the day before he was returning to England
he plucked up courage, proposed, and to his
delight was accepted. The next morning,
however, just before starting home, Lilian
came up to him and said:
"Harry, dear, before you gs I want you to
forgive me for the silly joke I played you
about that advertisement.
"Advertisement!" said he, "what adver
tisement?" .
"Why, the one, of course, you put in the
Morning Advertiser."
Crofton looked very much mystified, and
again shook his head.
"Oh, come now, Harry," replied Lillian,
"it is not a bit of use your trying to deceive
me; do you mean to say you didn't put the
adverstisement in the Morning Advertiser?
and so saying she drew from her card case a
small newspaper cutting and handed it to
Crofton. It ran as follows:
Wanted a Wife The advertiser, who is
strikingly handsome, very accomplished and
extremely rich, wishes to meet with a young
lady with a view to matrimony. She must
be good-looking, amiable, and accomplished.
Applicants* must forward their photograph
and address— C, 151 St. Giles,' Oxford.
"Never saw it before in my life," said
Crofton. -■ _
"And you never wrote this?" continued
Miss West, handing the letter from H. C. to
Miss L. Bernard, appointing the place and
time of meeting. 'XA-
"Most certainly not; it's not a bit lik_ my
handwriting. Couldn't write so well If I
tried for a month."'
"Well, Harry, you must at least own that
this is your photograph."
"Good gracious, , yes replied Crofton;
"that's mine, sure enough; but who on earth
could have sent it, and why to you of all peo
ple." 777..7-77; ;;. AXA, . - '
"Oh," said Lillian, "I'm afraid-you will
think me very silly, but when I read that ad-
vertisement I longed; I simply yearnedfor
I'm very curious, Harry, as you'll soon find
out—to see in the flesh the human being who
could be so consummately conceited as to
frame an advertisement like that; and . so I
replied to it, directing my letter from the-
postoffiee at Piccadilly Circus, and signing
myself bya fictitious name. I also sent the
photograph of a pretty little maid I once had,
and next day received the photograph and
letter you have just seen. So with Bertie as
my companion, feeling sure that the adver
tiser couldn't possibly mistake me for the
original of Parker's photograph, I went to
the Westminster landing pier at the appoint-
ed time. Imagine my delight, then, when I
saw you, the original of the photograph,
stalking up and down the pier, apparently
awaiting the faithless damsiel. But, Harry
dear, if you did not go to meet me, why in
the world did you go to the pier at that very
time?"
. "I went on a commission," said he, "for
a college friend named Methven."
"What! Mr. Methven, of Brazenface!"
said she. . -
"Why, yes; is he a friend of yours?"
"Oh, I only met him when _ staying in the
-country last Christmas; and I think, Harry,
he liked me better than I did him."
"Well," continued Crofton, "I went there
to meet a cousin of his, and to give her a
message from him, but I have a shrewd idea
'.his is one of his practical jokes he is always
playing." ; .
"But, tell me, how were you to know this
young lady, Harry?" said Lilian.
"He showed me a photograph' by which I
was to recognize her."
"Was It that of pretty girl with a large hat
and feather, and a fan in her hand?" said
Lilian with a smile. -.
"The very same." said Crofton.
"Then, Harry, you are quite light, it was
a practicle joke, for that was Parker's photo-
graph which I sent to the mysterious Mr. H.
C. And, now, Hary, dear, it's not a bit of
use getting angry about it, for we were both
'sold' a little, and it-has ended very happily
for you and me; and so .we will make a
promis ,'not to chaff one another in the future
for the parts we each played in the strange
little 'Comedy of Errors,'"
I need hardly say Crofton sealed the bar-
.gain with a kiss. "■-.... >-y 7
When Harry next! returned to Brazenface
I the October term had begun. Port Meadow
was flooded, the elms outside St. John's were
rapidly losing their leaves, and the creeper
on St.! Mary's porch was In all the j glory :of
" its autumn/foliage.'_ Crofton'arrived, first
day of term, just in time for "hall", and as
he was finishi'jg his dinner, the scout who
waited on th. third-year table handed him
the following brief epistle, scrawled on the
back of the dinner bill: A. ; :_ '*. •'■ _■
DearKJangaroo: Come to my rooms di
rectly after hall. Yours ever. J. Hornby. I
.. 80 after "hall",' Crofton went straight to
Hornby's room, and found him uncorking a
bottle of port; and over this bottle, soothed
by the fragrant weed, Harry . Crofton told
Hornby the story of his loye, the whole |tale
how it had happened, and what | a . very
.lucky dog he was. A. He had just finished J his
narrative, .when a knock came at the door
i and in walked Methven, just arrived. 7
. "How d'ye do, "_' Jack? *;Hillo,'. Kangaroo,
how are you, old chap?" ,he began..; ■.-.,' _ ■-.-
7 But somehow the look on - Crofton's face
t-HE ST. PAUL STOI)A? GLOBE. SUNDAY MORNING, JUNE 22, 1884:
Methven had never seen before, and what is' ■
more did not like it. .: A .'■•'■ AY YYYY..
•7 However, he ; continued, "Well, did you
meet my ;consin, eh? Come, - come,'- old
chap, you must really forgive me, it was a
beastly shame, I own." ■ .... - .
■ .'Now, look here,'* said Crofton, quietly
and there was an ugly look in his eyes and a
firmness in his jaw that made Meythven un
consciously creep near the door"I . don't
want to have a row with any man, much less
in Jack Hornby's rooms. But I tell you
plainly, I think it was awfully, low of you to
take advantage of my good nature •in the
way you did strongly, advise you for the
future, if you like a whole skin,:. not to try
the game on again." I may 7 tell; you,' your
scheme entirely failed, and .' it's entirely
through your attempt at a hoax I have be
come engaged to the nicest little girl in Eng
land."
"Really," said Methven with a sneer,
"then I think the least you can do is to in
troduce us, as she may possibly like to make
the acquaintance of the unconscious author
of her happiness." . V7'-r. ; :.'
"Perhaps she might," replied . Crofton qui
etly, "if she hadn't unfortunately made it
before. Good-night, Jack," and so saying
he left the room. r
"There, Methven," said Hornby, I knew
quite well some row would come of this hoax
of yours." AAA-'
"Well, tell jme what happened, . Jack, if
you know." • . ", '' -' , '
Thereupon Hornby told the whole : story
from beginning to end. When he had fin
ished Methven said: --'X'-XAA'.
"I wonder who the girl was, and when
and where she met me." >>
"Of course I can't tell you the latter,"
said Hornby,' as he walked up to the chimney
piece to refill his pipe, "but her name, if I
remember rightly, is Miss Lillian West."
• Hornby heard a sharp groan, and, on look
ing round, saw Methven as white as a sheet,
with his head buried in his hands.
"Good God, man, what's up?" cried Horn
by.
."Oh, Jack," said Methven,'"that's the very
girl I loved myself. I met her last Christ
mas in the country, and I would have sold
my very soul for her. And now," he con
tinued, with a sob, "and now she's lost for
ever." With these words he walked out,
leaving Hornby, to ponder deeply on the
strange irony of fate.
Two years have rolled on, Lillian West is
now the wife of Henry Crofton, B. A. of
Brazen face college, Oxford. And Methven
has long since come to the conclusion that
there are safer modes of playing practical
jokes on one's friends than by inserting In
the papers fictitious matrimonial advertise
mentsJ. Randall, in Time. ......
LONDON'S GBEAT TAILOR.
Recollections of the Man Wlio Put Disraeli
on the Road to Fame.
"I remember Henry Poole very well,','
said R. Day yesterday. "He was a fine,
tall, handsome man, over six feet in height,
with bushy blonde whiskers. He measured
forty-two inches around the chest. There
was no mistaking the man when you saw
him; he walked the streets as if London
were his own private property. Henry Poole
was the second son of the old Tailor of that
name. He was educated at Cambridge and
graduated with a bachelor of arts degree.
He might never have taken to the tailoring
business, but his brother died and then Hen
ry thought he saw his way to making a big
thing of it. You see, the large connection
he had among his college friends helped him.
He was a man who always dressed with great
taste and not only expected but insisted on
all his employes dressing well, too. When-
Henry Poole took the business in hand first
there were not ■ more than a hundred men
employed; in ten years there were nearer a
ten thousand."- •■-'•
- "Is there any truth in the story of Poole's
patronage of Di.raeli?"' -.'■'■' ■'.- ' .77"
- "Oh, yes. Disraeli was in very poor cir
cumstances when he first obtained the clerk
ship in the home office. Poole, who was al
ways In and out of every place where young
men congregated, saw him, took a fancy to
him and believed there was something great
in him. He took Disraeli out with him one
evening to dinner and proposed that he
should supply him with clothes . suitable to
the ' positien in society that Disraeli ought to
hold. The future prime minister jumped
at the offer and there is little doubt that he al-
so received pecuniary assistance from the
shrewd and generous tailor."
"Did he not assist the late Emperor of the
French in the same way?"' \i*.'.;'__ 'TA.%
"Yes; but there was a reason for that, you
know."
"Oh, yes. ' You refer to the story of Poole's
wife?" "
"No, no, there is not.a word of truth in
that. It was Miss Howard. She was a cous-
in of Poole's. Her mother kept a very fash
ionable hotel in Dover street, Piccadilly, just
behind the White Cellars. She was
created Duchesse de Beauverne by Napoleon
on his marriage to the present ex-Empress,
on condition . .that she left France. He also
settled a very good income on her. Poole
did not marry until late in life. His wife was
a lady with whom he had fallen in love while
quite a young man at college."
"He was very strict, was he not in busi-
ness?" *""'.. .. ...
"I should think he was,indeed. He never
allowed anything to go out of his shop that
had not been tried on and fitted over again.
He would employ a man and keep him in his
employ for the simple reason that he was of
the same size and build as a good customer.
I have known a man to sit for a couple of
hours on a saddle-block,only having the creas
es in a pair of riding breeches rectified. He
reduced tailoring to a science."
"Did he do any cutting or measuring him-
self?" .
"No, sir! There is a story told of Lord
Hardcastle meeting Poole, on the chain
pier at Brighton. He stopped and said:
"Look here' Poole, I got this coat of you and
see how- badly it fits." Poole took a bit of
''chalk out of his waist pocket and marked his'
lordship's coat all over and "said 'Take
this coat to my cutter, my lord, and he will
make the necessary alterations." • -_...
"He was very extravagant in his habits,
was he not?"
"Very. He had a house at Brighton, an-
other ;in Burlington* street, near the store,
which was a perfect mine of arts, and on the
Thames at Hammersmith, he had a regular
palace. His champagne luncheons must
have cost him a fortune. He had one of the
finest hunting studs in Great Britain. He
never cared what he paid for a horse, and
though he was such a big man he was a mag-
nificent "cross country rider. 7" ,
"He did not die rich did he?"
"No, he was worth about £25,000 when he
died and the result of the sale of his houses
and horses barely settled the claims of his
creditors. He was generous to a fault.; He
never could pass a beggar, and many a half
sovereign he's given away to people who, per-
haps didn't deserve his charity. He was the
best of employers and he kept men with him
for years, but there was never the least mis-
take about who was master on his premises."
A CAMPAIGN SONG IN SKELETON.
Boston Post.
HIP.
Shout -^— refrain
Shout — - ——— —■ refrain . .
For — — Blame
:--.•.•",-Of ■— . Maine
'XX-"_ Sound ' ——— slogan
Blame ■ ■ Logan!
All— :— remember
Sixth-—; : November
Can't be- :—-—-——-trusted
All —___ .—__ ': ____ disgusted
G.O. P.— : busted! _. "
Hurrah 1
SONGS OF TO-DAY AND TO-MORROW.
7 TUtica Herald,' June 10.]
, ' Dinna ye hear the slogan? -, -
-'■ ' James G. Blame and John A. Logan! .' -. V'?j
p.ovenbers,lßß4.*! :
" Didna ye feel the brogan, .7
James G. Blame and John A. Logan!
. Dark Horse Not an Americanism. .',''
Troy Times. ;
The term "dark horse" is not, as is gener-
ally supposed, of American ' origin. In the
"Adventures _ of.' Phillip," by Thackeray,
Phillip is made to say, referring to some mys
terious candidate for the house of commons?
"Well, bless ." my soul, he 'can't mean me.
Who is the dark horse he has "in his stable?"
.' Said. a London -, magistrate recently to " a
widow who had been brought before. him ac-
cused of being found drunk on- the highway:
"You will shorten' your days if you" go one in
this v^ay." The widow's ace was eighty-nine.
SHERMAN AT ATLANTA.
7.SHERMAN AT ATLANTA.^
Scenes Along: the Lines of Circumval- ;
lation Daring the Summer ot 1864.
The Actual Life -of the Union Soldier
.. Throughout the Long Siege. 7-7.,7-.
Colonel Albert Q. B.ackett, Third U. S. Calvary,
, . ,in Philadelphia Weekly Times..'-A- '■ -*.:
. ■ During the siege of Atlanta many Interest
ing things- .occurred that made a strong im
pression .upon . the . actors aud : witnesses.
There was a continual strain upon the nerves
of every one, which was trying enough to the
men and must have been a. thousand times
more so to the women and children who re
mained in * the city. The • batteries ' used to
begin firing in the morning, and, after keep
ing it going two or three hours, would slack
en up. This was the course pursued by the
Unionists and Confederates, and the several
battery commanders used their utmost skill
in endeavoring to cripple and disable j one
another. The Union lines stretched in a
semi-circle round Atlanta for a I distance of
ten or twelve miles, With a fair, breastwork
thrown up in front, and as fast as our people
gained any ground they would at once throw.'
up breastworks, along : which jj logs were
placed with ; spaces between them, where
there was room enough to push the rifles
through in case of an - attack., The . whole
ground was covered with a dense woods and
there was no difficulty about obtaining tim
ber. Very little could |be seen \ except the
confederate works in front, and it was almost
impossible to obtain a glimpse of any portion
of the town from the place where the Union
troops lay, excepting 1 a few steeples and tall
chimneys. : ".'■-* - '
THE INNING OF THE ABTILERYMEN.
jj For many days the siege continued and it
seemed as if there would be no end. Men
became very weary of it and endured the can-
onade as best they could. '.At daybreak, or-
dinarily, the booming " of cannon began and
screeching shells sailed through the air with
hedious noise. ■ Not many soldiers were hit
with these missiles, but they, had the power
of making men feel more nervous than any-
thing that could be done to them;..' After the
shells struck the ground, unless:*' they burst
at once, there was no great danger, '; as the
soldiers got out of the way or threw." them-
selves on the ground and were measurably
safe. The round' shot did not particularly
damage and the "artillerists reserved their
grape and canister for closer quarters. Ap
parently the artillerymen enjoyed this, as it
was a tribute to their skill, but nobody, else
was specially elated and rather wished the
affair was ended. I could not see how the
Union troops were ever to get possession of
this important place, so well situated in the
very heart of the Confederate ] states, and
there was a dull and dangerous drag, day
after day, with very ltttle to break the mon
otony or relieve it of its tedium, so wearing
upon military men.
A SCHEME TO, DRAW THE ENEMY'S FIRE.
In order to ruin as much ammunition as
possible for the Confederates, our comman
der gave orders that at a certain hour after
dark the "charge'? should be sounded, but
the Soldiers were to keep well back and un-
der cover, not showing themselves to the
enemy. They would think of course that
our whole line was advancing directly upon j
them with fixed bayonets, and in conse
quence expend their ammunition in the
most reckless manner" upon us. Everything
was duly prepared and all the necessary pre-
cautions taken agrinst the effect of their
shot and shell. The baggage wagons were
kept well to the rear, and all the horses,"
mules and draught animals .so placed that
the shot would not reach them. The cattle
herd was driven to a secure place, as fresh
beef was a luxury : duly appreciated by us.
The parapets were strengthened where most
needed and the rifle- for the men deep-
ened so as to afford good shelter.
A PANDEMONIUM. 7
On the night of August 7, I think it was,
but am not positive, this scheme wss carried
into effect and proved as successful as could
have been wished... A short time after dark
the drums In every regiment were furiously
beating and the bugles and trumpets sound-
ed the "charge". . There was a deafening
din and a few moments afterwards the noise
from the Confederate works exceeded any-
thing that can be imagined. Great guns and
little guns flashed and pealed frony the Con-
federate earthworks, and the United States
army never rested nnder a more tremendous
hail of shot, shells and bullets of every de-
scription. It was, an old soldier near ■me
expressed it, "As if hell had broken loose
and was vomiting its contents upon us."
The noise was deafening, the roar tremen
dous and the streams of fire through the air
sublime beyond description. There was a
rain of leaden balls that dropped freely in
every direction, and woe unto any luckless
soldier who, endeavored to stand up against
it. '""*•
HOW THE YANKEES LAUGHED.
Of course the Yankees j laughed at this ef-
fort on the part of the enemy, and felt well
satisfied at seeing them • throw away in this
reckless manner the tons and tons of missi
les which had taken them so long to manu
facture and at such great cost. As much
ammunition was used -as .would have been
used in an ordinary battle, the firing having
been kept up a full hour. Many of the Con-
federates themselves. believed the Unionists
had advanced in force against them and
were not undeceived until the following
morning. The greater portion of them, how-
ever, soon became convinced as to the way
matters stood and ceased firing of their own
accord. Their curses - were loud, deep and
long continued against the Unionists for
this new fashioned scheme of deception that
had been practiced upon them, and they did
not soon forget it. . *.■.. '-.". XxATx-rA
GETTING KID OF BULLETS. *"" «
: Our men took good care to keep out of the
way for some time after the firing ceased,
though they laughed heartily, at the discom
fiture of the. enemy. The confederate bat-
teries had been plied as rapidly, as possible,
and the infantry regiments , seem to have
vied with each other in seeing which could
expend the greatest amount of powder and
lead. From Decatur clear around to Ezra.
Church our people kept watch and ward,' and
all understood the wonderful demonstrations
that took place on this historical arena on the
night described. But few of our soldiers.
suffered from the firing, though, of course,
there were some few whose ■ curiosity got the
better of their judgment and were stricken
by the leaden downfall. There was . not a
true Union man who did not rejoice at this
fearful cannonade; the armies of the Cum:
berland, Tennessee and Ohio, forming the
Military Division of the Mississippi, exulting
at it and wishing the confederates had thrown
away more shots even than they did. From
the stripling to the grey beard they all real-
ized that the confederates were getting rid
of bullets, which, if kept on hand, might
find a lodgment in their own bodies or those
of : their j friends.'_.-.. The confederates felt
rather cheap over the affair, thougn we had
no chance to ; question them closely, :as we
were not ai that" time > very intimate - with
them. 7 '..:'/•- 7;'_ -'AXA:,-T-'* *XAAXA.
WASTING . LEAD.
- •'. Some of the movements made by our com-
manders were difficult to understand, but
this was plain to everyone and to none more
so than the volunteers themselves, who had
been impressed over and over again with the
necessity of taking care ' of their cartridges
and not uselessly throwing '. them away, ras
there was no telling how soon they would be
needed, and we were a long _• distance from
the arsenals belonging to - the . Union. At-
lanta was the great store-house and arsenal
for the Southern confederacy, and pretty
much all the ammunition .which had been
expended that night had been manufactured
there.A-. The firing here referred to had a di-
rect bearing upon the fortunes of the- South
and the destruction of . their;. warlike I: stores
and the capture of their main manufactories
put it out of their power to carry on the contest
I much longer. ;;' They had no extensive work-
shops elsewhereat least none.. that would
compare with _ theseand •' were. compelled
from sheer exhaustion to throw .down-,, their
arms. 7 Their _■ ordnance department :' had
. worked a long time in preparing the ammu
nition thrown? away ;on this .occasion, and
! never,"during the existence of \ the Confed
eracy, had time or material .to replace . any
considerable amount. of it, . though they '.
worked strenuously to do so. . . ,
v,7'■;.;..• ..DEEDS OP DARING. . ":.'-.V.-'" '
■ Men become inured, to danger in a re
markable short time,' and during the siege of :
Atlanta I saw young officers seize rifle shells '
thrown by rifle cannon before -, they had fair
ly ' stopped ■'A moving .on 7. the :■■•". ground..
As may be imagine this was done in a mere .'
spirit of bravado,." but was "• very dangerous,
and showed what they ';. dared : do even when
there was no* necessity . of. dlsploying their j
courage.. First Lieutenant Elbridge G. Roys,
of the Fourth ■ Cavalry, i performed' the feat
here referred to ,in my presence, . and was '
killed afterwards. in - action ' near Selma, in
April, 1865. . The shells fell pretty lively in
and near the headquarters .of the | Army of
the ' Cumberland, .' and several j men were
struck with pieces of them and wounded in
various_ ways. : During • the cannonade. in•
the daytime, when j many men were neces
sarily actively employed, it is only wonderful
that more men were not hit. I saw an am
bulance full of wounded men struck.with a
shell which burst at | the . same time, when
there was a wonderful scattering, the mules
going one way on the full gallop, the wound
ed men another in a confused heap and the
vehicle itself being turned into a mass of.
badly-shattered and scattered lumber. It
was a singular sight and the whole thing was
over in a remarkably short time..
' 7 ' "like an old furnace."
A Confederate battery stationed nearly op
posite one from Indiana, commanded by a
captain nicknamed ''Leather Breeches,".used
to make j things very lively for us, but truth
compels me to say that our captain returned
shot for shot with the utmost good faith, and
it seemed as if the cannoniers enjoyed it.
Our captain would get out on the parapet "with
his spy-glass and look out for some ob
ject |to fire at and carefully give directions
where to find it, when the gunners taking
careful aim, would . let go the shot or shell,
as the case may be. The Confederate cap
tain adopted exactly j the same course and
made several hits among us that were sur
prising. By some means or other he found
the exact locality of the headquarters of the
army of the Cumberland and threw in so
many shots that it necessitated a move
ment to : some less exposed locality. Upon
this our I captain redoubled . his efforts and
seeing. the Confederate captain exposed as
usual astride his parapet let fly a shot at him
which was said' to have cut him in two, but
the battery continued to smoke away "like
an old furnace." It was the Confederate
captain here referred to that played such
havoc with-the ambulance and wounded
men. He Was a good artillerist at any rate
and understood his business thoroughly.
TWO MONTHS IN THE TRENCHES.
TWO MONTHS IN THE TRENCHES. -
- Lying there day after day in July and Au
gust and being pounded by the enemy's shot
and shell, was a singular experience and
enough to last even a soldier's lifetime.
There was little or no protection against the
shells, as they were liable to fall at any time
and in any place. There was a certain de
gree of recklessness everywhere, and the
men drank considerable quantities of whisky
that was not of the first quality, the taste be
ing disguised by a free use of "Tansy Bit
ters." There "• was but lew luxuries to be
found and these few were very properly
given to the sick and wounded men. The
hospitals were crowded with the wounded
and there was much suffering in' one way
and another. The surgeons were skillful and
did all they could to alleviate the distress,but
still there was a good deal of pain, as must
always be the case where active military op
erations are going on of the magnitude of
those of this campaign. Trains of cars,
known as "hospital cars," were kept
running from the front to the great hospitals
in the Northern states, but many cases would
not admit of removal even for a short dis
tance and were obliged to be attended to
.then and there. The appearance of these
hospitals, were quite depressing and the fu
nerals as sorrowful as can be imagined. The
chaplains had all they could attend to and
looked almost broken-hearted. The soldiers
in front bad all the excitement and animat
ing influences of actual conflict, while the
suegeons and chaplains farther back were
obliged to assist, as well as they could, the
poor shattered forms that had been mangled
by shot and shell. ' > *
• STRENGTH OP THE WORKS. -.■•'
For some time before the arrival of our
army in front of the handsome city of At
lanta a large number of men had been en
gaged in preparing its defenses. Competent
engineers had planned the works and there
was an abundance of cannon and gunpowd
er. The southern people had been slow to
believe that the Union soldiers would be able
to penetrate so far into the south, and it was
only when they came knocking at the doors
that they could be brought to realize such was
really the case. When this was found to be
true, however, the works were pushed on
apace. Negroes were brought in from all di
rections - and made to work day and night
until the defenses assumed a form: that
would last for years. Too much was done
upon them, perhaps, and they held our
troops off well enough, never having been '
carried by assault. j This was the aim of the
confederate engineers, no doubt, but our
General-in-Chief was - too wise to attempt to
carry them at once and gained them eventu
ally by cutting off supplies.
FOOD FOR MIND AND BODY.
Nothing could exceed the beauty of the
nights during the siege, and there was no
suffering on account of cold. The men
would lie down anywhere with their single
blanket and rest comfortably. Ordinarily,
however, two men slept together, and were
able to have one blanket above and another
underneath them. So they rested, talking
sometimes well into the night and at other
times so much fatigued that they dropped
asleep as soon .as the blankets were laid
down. : They were not over particnlar, and
with a good parapet to shield them against
cannon shot, what more had they to ask?
They ate their rations of pork and hard bread
with the greatest relish and made coffee . in
their tin quart cups, the handles being riyit
ed on so that they could not drop' off when
the solder was melted. On marches the men
were loaded down with rifle, spade, blanket,
cartridge-box, haversack, belts and bayonet
scabbard. But the marches were very short
ones and the column moved at a snail's
pace.
TAKING THINGS AS THJ*Y CAME.
Some of the men bore pickaxes and the
way they would make the .- dirt fly when they
halted was something wonderful. Soon the
breastwork was raised sufficiently to shelter
them, when trees were cut down and placed
on the tops, securely held in place by crotches
and sharpened stakes crossing each other.
The men'became very expert in. putting up
these kind of shelters, and could burrow al
most as readily as badgers. Stern necessity
had taught them a great many things,' one of
which was the way to protect themselves,
and they did it very well indeed.'": Som
etimes, however, the confederates made their
appearance unexpectedly in some quarter,
when there was a struggle for mastery fear
ful to : behold. The two armies became
mixed together in a wild fight that was car
ried on with the most deadly purpose, but it
was soon over, when there was comparative
calm.
'I have endeavored to give some idea as to
the condition of things in jj front of Atlanta
not the movements of the armies, which can
be found in any history. of the war, but the
actual condition vof things as they existed
then and there, and especially . of the dread
ful cannonades.' -' Who that ' heard them will
"ever forget them, and when will there be a
repitition of those wonderful scenes? There
was no great amonnt of exultation on either
side,' the whole thing being carried on -in
sober earnest, yet with a determination that
stopped at ' nothing. . From morning until
night all were busy, and when .'■" not engaged
in actual •'..' firing the .":infantry repaired . the
breastworks and; the artillerymen ■ put their
batteries in shape I for the next cannonade.
' A Dog Which Does a Cute Trick.
: * X.-' Boston Journal.
.--. Passengers on the afternoon "scoot" train
from Springfield may daily witness in West-
field an instance of canine ' Intelligence that
is worthy to go on record. Soon after , the
train passes the trap-rock quarry, on the out
side of the track, used :„- by eastward bound
trains, a dog can be seen racing along with
the cars until a paper is : thrown _ off by.the
baggage-master. * The dog instantly seizes it,
and after giving a bark of acknowledgement
trots down the embankment .to the house of
his owner not far away. The sagacious ani
mal is apparently, of 'i Newfoundland and St.*
considerable amount . of it, . though they
worked strenuously to do so.;; '■";..':-.. . .
Bernard breed, and for three or four . years
has acted as news-carrier in . the way des
cribed. ;_ Every day, except ] Sunday, summer
and winter, he goes to his post ; on the track
at about the time the train is due and -- there
awaits the throwing of the :■ paper. It is said
that he riot only knows the hour : wben the
trains should come along but that on - one
day in seven there is no need of bis services.
Apparently the dog has also learned to know
the whistle _of I his train • from : that of any
other,- for 'If in the road or yard when . the
whistle is sounded half a 'mile down the track
he rushes for^ his station. .
SUMMER EATING.
Some Suggestions Concerning Economy
in the Kitchen During * the Jiot Season.
Food should .be seasonable. As clothes
are changed according to the weather varia
tions, so the equally important diet he regu
lated. In many wisely ordered households,
the system of arranging summer foods after
new aud approved methods has been adopted,
insuring the saving of money, fire, time and
labor, with the additional advantage of
having most desirable and healthful dishes
to tempt and satiisfy the appetite, without
proving, a tax to the digestive organs. 7.7;:
* Science is hand-maiden jto convenience
and there is actually no limit to the supply
of;: canned, potted and preserved food./ All
manner of soups, fish meats, foul, sauces,
puddings and fruit are prepared excellent in
quality . and at low cost considering the fact
that - every atom of the "put up" article is
eatable; and the extent to which the air-tight
method of preparation is employed amazes
one who has not kept pace with the ingenui
ties brought to bear upon former methods of
table management.
The soups vary in character; there are ex
tracts for clear soup, powders so rich and con
centrated that; a teaspoonful or so will thick
en and make tasteful a full quart of soup;
and then there are jars or bottles of juices
with vegetables requiring only the boiling
water to make regular French soups. *
The meats too are so convenient, for in
summer one would sooner foreco the delights
of a juicy roast than to- heat | up . the range
and the house, except on extra .occasions,
and most desirable substitutes are the lob
sters and salmons, to eat plain or for salads;
the canned and potted meats and game,
which should always be " kept on hand to
meet the unpleasant emergencies which of
ten arise rainy day or the arrival of an
unexpected guest, when no one is at leisure
to run to the grocery or to order from
the market man. '"">-..'
. The patient and and obliging baker, whose
daily task Is to supply the rolls, bread, tea
biscuits and sometimes cake, save a great
amount of annoyance. His pies at this sea
son can be dispensed with, for the summer
fruits,each in its season aids instead of retard
ing the assimilative processes," and when
fruit cannot be procured the canned,
dried and sugared fruits prove most accepta
ble and when well prepared they really prove
a panacea for many of the summer com
plaints which so much annoy children.
There are many vegetables which tend to
lubricate the system and supply at the same
time elements of sustenance. Tomatoes
sliced or cooked, are excellent and every
one knows how delicious they are with the
Mayonnaise accessory. Asparagus, too, cov
ers the widest ground of material demand.
Like, celery and onions it is a good nervine
and may be served on toast with drawn but
ter sauce or simply boiled tender in salted
water and eaten as salad with sauce- of vine
gar, salt and pure oil. -
Few persons understand the capacities of
the cucumber, which is usually pickled,
served raw or grated and mixed with vine
gar for sauce. . The larger spocimens can be
sliced lengthwise seasoned with pepper and
salt, rolled in flour and fried to a dainty
brown in lard or better, forming an accept
able breakfast or tea dish, with a meaty taste
added to a flavor of the vegetable.
As little force and fire as possible should
be called Into service in preparing summer
foods. The cereal element predominates in
the constitution if modern diet, Corn, oats -
and wheat, in some form, are found upon
every breakfast table and are praised for
their muscle-building properties.
The Scotch and Irish oatmeals are un-
doubtedly superior to the domestic, but the
American method of furnishing it steamed
or partly cooked saves time and trouble.
Every mill has of course its own way of
grinding the grits and samp and different
' meals, but all agree concerning the best and
simplest way of serving them—have the
grains well done, eat with a measure of milk
and sugar, if desirable, when cold, and with
butter or cream and sugar when hot.'
: Milk is not only an accessory, but is a
splendid substitute for heavier articles, of
diet, for it is nourishing to a high degree.
Tea and coffee have each their niche inthe
archives of table furnishing and one must
not lose sight of the fact that warm drinks
neutralize the effect of cold food for the sys
tem, but milk in sickness and in health has
a character and qualities peculiarly its
own. j Sour milk or buttermilk is -a health
ful drink and lemonade is specially grateful
on a warm day or evening. »A glass of lem
onade taken hot before breakfast is swift to
correct.; irregularities.
' Salt or smoked fish is most, relishable for
breakfast, either broiled or boiled, eaten with
stewed, boiled or fried potatoes, and eggs are
an excellent article for warm weather diet.
They supply tne phosphorus requisite to the
system and prove a most convenient substi
tute for all kinds of meats. Herb omelettes
are a benefaction to the busy housekeeper,
as are the gas and kerosene stoves, on which
they may be prepared at a moment's notice.
On cool mornings hot cakes are acceptable
and can be eaten with fruit or meats. Light
and delicate griddle cakes, of graham or
wheat fiour or corn meal, can be made baked
and eaten with fresh butter in twenty min
utes notice, while delicious biscuits require a
little longer time to become the crisp - brown
which betokens the well done i and most
tempting bread made with baking powder,
decided improvement upon the sometimes
yellow or spotted soda biscuits of the old
time South.
Take Tour Choice.
[N. Y. World Editorial.]
Ticket-making is now in order. In onr opinion
the Democracy could carry the day with either of
the following names on a simple platform—Re
form and Change: 7
Tilden and Hoadly.
;■-. Hancock and Hoadly.
Hoadly and Cleveland.
Hoadly and Randall.
Hoadly and Slocum..
Hoadly and McDonald. •
| Hoadly and Hewitt.
Hewitt and Hoadly. ■
Hewitt and Payne.
Cleveland and Hoadly. ,
. Cleveland and McDonald.
Cleveland and Payne.
Cleveland and Thurman.
; McDonald and Randall.
- McDonald and George Wm. Curtis.
Either of these tickets can be elected because
it is invulnerable to either the Free-Trade or the
Rebel cry. Any candidate against whom. this
cry can be raised would mean danger. • That is
the ' reason why we have omitted the names of
Bayard and Carlisle..
GENERAL LOGAN'S MANAGER.
' A Washington letter says: 7 - ' V
' If General Logan faily to reach the goal of his
ambition it will be owing to no fault of his capa
ble and "•' devoted wife. • It is ' related that at a
critical moment of the lute convention Senator
Collum telegraphed General Logan that the
Illinois delegates, having done all they could for
him, desired to know what were his wishes.
The dispatch concluded by asking: X "Shall we
swing in for Blame?" It came in the General's
absence and Mrs. Lotran ; opened • it. Without a
moment's hesitation she gave the answer, "Yes."
Ten minutes after Logan's j Illinois vote was re-
corded for Blame and the contest ended. - Gene-
ral Logan hesitated about taking the Vice Presi
dential nomination. He preferred to be senator
again. i But Mrs. Logan decided the j question.
The telegram, "I am in the hands of my friends,"
it is said, was her inspiration on the instant the
qnestion whether to , accept or decline: the nor
n came to her knowledge.
The Grand Army boys whenever they call on
, the General, as they ■ frequently do in force, ex-
pect to see Mrs. Logan. .Were she the candi-
date there is no doubt j of j the support she would
receive. Somehow the GeneraL aud Mrs/ Logan
here are coupled together whenever' anything of
a political nature affecting the : General Is • under
consideration. ■ _' *""■:
-- Six bushels ■ of cherries from one tree "is
what M. D. Reper, in* Davidson . county,
North Carolina gathered. :: He sold them for
$3 per bushel. . _3fflfl___^__Ha£Bs«-sH^iß_B
DRINKERS AT DAWN.
Tlie Saloon-Keeper's Most Eager and Most
. . Forlorn Customers,
" Philadelphia Times.
A Times re porter waited for a second cdi-
tion. He wanted .to see .: how many. errors
the intelligent compositor had made in his,
account of a fire which was . malignant
enough to take place at 2 o'clock In the
morning. ' He casually drifted into a bar-
room. The dawn was about to break and
the rush of the night was over,. The bar-
tender stood •at the door and brushed his
coat with a \ whisk broom. - The early . mail
wagons were catching their papers andjthund-
ering for their trains.
"Pretty nearly through?" suggested the re-
porter in a congratulatory manner.
i "The rush Is about to begin," answered
the bartender in tones of conviction. "The
early morning drinker will now appear." •
STARTING THE DAY.
As he spoke a wagon came rattling up tc
the door and a teamster sprang down.
"Good morning, doctor," said the bar-
tender. ;
"Goo' morning," said the teamster. "For-
godzakegimmeadrink."
He had it. He '■-. filled his glass three-
quarters full, gulped and departed.
Said the bar-tender: : "On that fellow we
can sell more rum and : make less money
than you ever saw. We've a special bottle
of rum at a dollar and a quarter per gallon
that we keep for him and his class of drink-
ers. Get on to the slug. this un takes," ex
claimed the bar-tender, as an old gentleman,
with a face cleanly shaven, except for his
purple moustache, a double chin, a paper
collar and an' immaculate shirt-bosom with
two glass studs, walked in.
AN EXPERT DRINKER.
The old gentleman filled his glass to the
brim. He drank it down. He did not take
it as Sir George Campbell says all Americans
drink, "with a gulp and a gasp for water."
He thirsted for it. His lips sucked it in as a
thirsty horse j sucks water. He gave a long
sigh of satisfaction, grasped a sandwich and
went out. • -
"That man," said the oracle behin^the
bar, "was once a wealthy lawyer. He had a
taste for rum. You see how that taste has
grown on him." - 7*7;
The bartender washed his glasses and
walked to the door again. "Here's my two
pretty boys," he said, returning. "Watch
'em." ' .. „.' .-,._■-_-/■'
Two dudish young men entered the saloon.
"What'tl you have to drink, Harry 1"
asked one in an off-hand way.
"Oh! nothing; thanks," replied Harry,
languidly.. •xYxYAY.
TWO DRINKS IN THE SAME GLASS.
. "A little whisky, please," sighed . the first
speaker. He was given. the bottle. "He
poured out a glassful and drank half. Then
he began to splutter.
"What the devil is the matter with thia
whisky? Taste it, Harry."
Harry tasted, then drank the half "elasi
left. -. ,
"I don't see anything the matter with it,"
he said. Then the pair went out.
• "They* just had ten cents between them,"
explained the bartender derisively. "They
adopted that scheme to get two drinks for
the price of one. See? You will under-
stand," continued the bartender, "thatthe
early morning drinkers are the people on
whom we lose money. They are the slaves
of rum. They must have big drinks and
they can't pay for them, so they steal 'em.
I've been trying to get the boss "to get some
dollar-a-gallon whisky for their special bene-
fit. Going, and without a drink. Good
morning." yjA'T
■ ■ ' A STORY OF M. PASTEUR.
Witha\Brief Description of His Curious
Laboratory in the French Capital.
I Paris Letter in the New York Post.]
Mr Pasteur is at present entirely devoted
to his experiments on the wretched animals
which he has inoculated with hydrophobia.
Day and night in his laboratory in the Rue
de Ulm or in an isolated building which the
government has placed at his disposition in
the Rue Vanquelih, he bends over the curi-
osly constructed cages in which dogs and
monkeys in various stages of "rage" await
his investigation. The cages are all made
very strong, with double doors,. and open-
ings In the top through which the animals
can be taken out. In a great red book the
Illustrious seeker after truth keeps what he
calla the "register of witnesses". Each an-
imal is for him a "witness," and the biog
raphy of every one experimented on is care-
fully written down: "Trepanned the.
inoculated the—. Died the—." Such is
the brief and sombre history of the creatures
which pass through M. Pasteur's hands.
M. Pasteur tells a good story iv connection
with his experiments in hydrophobia (I be-
lieve he does not admit the correctness [of
this word but we will continue to use it here) :
One day he received a letter from a distant
French province. A man in humble circum-
stances wrote to him that on such a date he
had been bitten by a mad dog. In spite of
speedy cauterization the symptoms of rage
had shown themselves; and this unknown
would-be martyr offered himself pimply and
without heroic phrase to Pasteur for his ex-
periments. "I will come" he said, "to Par-
is and place myself in a hospital at your or-
ders; there you may study me at your will."
M. Pasteur at once telegraphed to this wor-
thy man that the malady with which he be-
lieved himself infected was purely imagina-
ary; that according to the dates given in his
letter, the period of incubation of the virus
had long passed by and that he should not
worry concerning a hydrophobia which was
practically impossible. The event proved
that M. Pasteur was absolutely correct.
THE NEW "LADY MACBETH.
Bernhardt's Beautiful Performance Essen-
tially Modern and Southern.
. Paris Correspondence of the London World.
Madame Bernhardt has a perennial fresh
ness and whatever she does has a charm due
to her extraordinary personal grace, to her
perfect comprehension of the art of motion,
of attitude and of declamation and to jj th«
fineness of her whole artistic nature. Her
impersonation of Lady Macbeth was not that
of the Northern virago; from the moral point
of view Madame Bernhardt's Lady Macbeth
is a southerner and from the plastic point of
view she is an Oriental woman. Feline,
caressing, nervous, intensely womanly, with
the womanliness of this high-strung and
over-civilized nineteenth century, tragic in
a refined sense, sincere as a great artist can-
not help being, Madame Bernhardt gives us
a Lady Macbeth the most virginal, the most
willowy, the most lovely, and the most subt
ly fiendish one." could wish to see.'- Draped
like a Roman statue and by preference ;in
white | robes, Madame , Bernhardt in every
scene. is a 'perpetual charm to the eyes.
Doubtless this Lady Macbeth, even in the
splendidly rendered sleep-walking scene, is
not the titanic heroine of Shakespeare's trag
edy as we of the ■ north conceive her; on the
French stage the.diapason, of the whole piece
seems to become attenuated and lowered al-
most to the tone of modern drama. ■ It must
however, be admitted that Madame j Bern-
hardt is but poorly supportedM. Marais, in
particular, plays Macbeth just in the same
way as he played Michael Strogoff; but un-
equal as this performance of -'Macbeth" is,
. it is certainly a success ... according to the
judgment of the French; and as far as con-
ceans Madame Bernhardt, her interpretation
of the role of Lady Macbeth will always and
everywhere excite curiosity, interest and ad-
miration. - ,'.*'.':
The Queer old Woman ofthe Mountains.
Leadville Democrat.
•-.: One. of the queer characters to , whom the
attention of travellers Is always "'." directed as
they go over the road to Aspen is the old wo- -
man that lives in a little cabin just this side
of the ;' summit, in the edge of the heavy
growth of timber that abounds until the road
reaches the timber line. No one knows her:
name or how she subsists. (.She lives there
"... winter and; summer and ' is-, said to own a
' number of claims that are scattered; about
j, the mountain side. She manages to get as
-1 sessmenlwork done in some way, but so far
' as any one knows she has ; never taken out
: airy mineral nor sold any of the properties.
a She is a mystery to all who have seen A her,;
for that is all they can say.' No one knows
1 whither she came or where her ■ relatives live,
>": if she has any. How she makes enough to J
", live on no one has f any idea," ahd . she doea
* { riot seem to be inclined to lighten them.
