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TIMELY CHRISTMAS TALES
TOLD IN THE CLOAK ROOMS AT THE
- CAPITOL,
And Cleverly Retold for Our
Headers by Amos J. Cummings
—How the Holiday Season in
Different Parts of This Broad
Land of Ours Is Observed-
Some Interesting Stories.
Correspondence of the Globe. [Copyrighted .]
Washington, Dec. 20, 1893.— would
he interesting to know how all members
of congress spend their Christmas. The
liouse and senate are always in session
in December. The economists generally
try to use as much of the month for
business as possible. Sometimes con
press adjourns on the 2_-d to meet on
the 3d of January. At other times it
adjourns on the 20th to meet on the 3d
or 4th of January. This adjournment
is what is known as the holiday recess.
It gives all the members east of
the Mississippi an opportunity to
spend their Christmas at home.
The Pacific coast members and
others ._ from far-off districts are
forced to remain in Washington or visit
some outlying city. The Down-East
members enjoy their Christmas in their
own peculiar way. They have plenty
of picked-up codfish, tongues and
sounds, pork and beans, and roast tur
key with celery and cranberry sauce.
Some attend church, and others enjoy
prayer meetings on Christmas eve. The
Christmas dinner is a family affair, and
is productive of the best cheer. Usually
there is snow upon the ground, and the
jingling of sleigh bells is heard. Oc
casionally a representative attends a
Christmas dance, while others listen to
scientific lectures and witness magic
lantern exhibitions.
In Boston, if Congressman O'Neil is
to be believed, they go to the theaters,
where skirt dances have taken the place
of pantomimes. Formerly they shook
props for dead poultry. A prop is a
sort of a shell used in the place of dice.
With the advance of civilization, how
ever, props have disappeared.
Senator Galiinger tells a good story
concerning a Christmas celebration iv
New Hampshire. A commodore in the
navy was invited to address a Sunday
school at a Christmas celebration. He
accepted the invitation with some trepi
dation. As he entered the lecture room
of the church he saw the smiling and
happy faces of the children before him,
and his trepidation was increased.
Upon being introduced to the children
he said: "Little children, we are as
sembled here today for the purpose ot
celebrating the anniversary of the death
of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ."
At this an old Congregational deacon
seized the tails of the commodore's em
broidered coat and yanked them furi
ously. "Not death, not death," he
audibly whispered. "Birth— birth of
our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ."
The commodore paid no attention to
the interruption. He began his speech
anew. "Little children," he repeated,
"as 1 said before, we are assembled here
today for the purpose of celebrating the
anniversary of the death of our Lord
and Savior Jesus Christ."
Attain the deacon twitched the naval
coat tails furiously. "Birth, com
modore," he repeated, "birth, not death.
This is not Good Friday."
A third time the commodore began to
address the scholars. "Little children,"
.he repeated, ''as 1 have heretofore re
marked, we are assembled here today
for the purpose of celebrating the
anniversary of the death' of our Lord
and Savior Jesus Christ."
"Birth," shouted the deacon, ''birth,
Sir."
The deacon's voice and attitude were
EO formidable that the commodore was
compelled to reply. Turning toward
him, he said in a tone of offended dignity,
*'Death, sir. You seem to forget that I
am an Episcopalian."
■The New Jersey, New York and
-Pennsylvania members enjoy them
selves differently from the New Eng
enders. A few attend church. Others
Spend Christmas eve in raffling for
turkeys. The greatest raffling section in
the United States today is said to be
Sussex county, New Jersey. Besides
raffling for turkeys, they have on Christ
inas day what they call a turkey shoot.
The turkey is placed in the snow some
seven or eight hundred yards away,
Where his head alone is seen. Each
man pays a specified sum as an entrance
fee, and the performance begins, Rifles
alone are used. The gobbler is a wary
bird. After two or three shots he seems
to scent the situation. As he sees the
flash of the gun, he ducks his head.
This is kept up until lie finally becomes
a victim to an expert marksman.
Congressman Tracey, of Albany, it is
said, usually spends Christmas eve
coasting down Capitol hill. He is the
only congressman in the house who is
able to steer both a single and double
ripper, steel-shod and well oiled.
Christmas recalls to Congressman
Hooker, of the Chautauqua district, vis
ions of mince and pumpkin pies, with
currant and elderberry wine in abun
dance. There are plenty of sermons and
no raffling in his district. The turkeys
are large and fat.and are usually stuffed
with stale bread, sage and potatoes.
Congressmen who represent the Penn
sylvania Dutch have their turkeys
stuffed with chestnuts and drink glee
wine. Maryland congressmen have
1, ~ lrwm%$
JIAFFLING FOR TURKEYS IN NEW JER
SEY.
roast turkey, but eat very little of it.
They reserve their appetite for terrapin
stews, and the terrapins are genuine
diamond backs at ."JO a dozed.
Away out in Minnesota, Christmas is
usually a cold, crisp day. The weather
is dry but very cold. Men's ears break
off and fall oil the ground. Congress
man. Poeu, of that state, a native Nor
wegian, enjoys his Christmas in true
Scandinavian style. The farmers pay
long visits to their neighbors, half a
dozen families staying at one farm.
The host and family with the guests
start in procession over the snow to the
house of one of the visitors. Then to
another, and so on until each has been a
host and guest to all in turn. Dancing
is the favorite amusement, and the
polsk, as they call it, the favorite dance.
These celebrations are termed Yulekiks.
Congressman Boen never misses one of
these Yulekiks. Each Norwegian has
a pipe in his mouth, and there are spirits
on the side table. Aside from this there
are sprats, tongues, slices of German
sausage, and cheese with a multiplicity
of names and flavors. There are more
quadrilles than country dances, and
more waltzes than quadrilles. Among
the dances there is an interminable
cotillion ; the dancers standing around in
a ring and the partners being distrib
uted at random : a card or watchword is
given to two persons of different sexes
and the Norwegian takes half a dozen
whirls with the lady whose card cor
responds with his own. After this she
xesumes her place, while the Norwegian.
THE SAINT PAUL DAILY GLOBE: SUNDAY MORNING. DECEMBEfe, Si, 1863.— TWMTY ' PAGES. -CHRISTMAS SUPPLEMENT.
spins around in search of tr«3h partners.
There is what is called a balling dance,
in which the Norwegians turn somer
saults and at times sink so low . their
knees get nearer the ground than thfeir
heels. A leap in the air has to be made
and some part of the wall to be touched,
with the toe. Boen enjoys these dances
immensely. ..,
Hon. Alexander B. Montgomery, ' of
Kentucky, gives a good idea of Christ
mas celebrations in his state. • In some
of the congressional districts the day is
ushered in with horn blowing, bursts
of anvils and the snapping of fire
crackers. Kentucky nectar flows free
ly, even before breakfast, but never so
freely as to prevent the truly pious man
from attending church and paying de
vout attention to the sermon. In the
afternoon there are horse races, and
occasionally a chicken dispute. At
night the air is filled with music. Uncle
Tom thrums the banjo, there are juba
nances, and the few remaining old
plantation negroes are in the seventh
heaven of delight. Occasionally Camp
bellite preachers celebrate the day in
baptizing new converts.
A story told by Asher G. Caruth is
worth repeating here. It was before
the war. A negro preacher had been
holding a powerful revival meeting.
Many negroes, some bad and others
worse, had been converted. All were
to be baptized on Christmas day. The
Immersion was In Blue Lick creek.
Several colored women had been bap
tized, when a tall, powerful Ethiop was
led into the stream by the officiating
clergyman. He seemed to be afraid of
the creek. The preacher led him out
THEY RESERVE THEIR APPETITE FOP.
TERRAPIN STEWS.
where the water nearly reached
his arm-pits. After repeating tlie
usual formula, he endeavored to
immerse him. The frightened convert
slipped from him, and went down the
stream. The current was quite strong.
After a good deal of s fluttering and
splashing he managed to reach the
opposite shore. There he climbed
upon a worm fence, surrounded by a
sympathetic crowd, and sat shivering in
the sunlight. Recovering his breath
he gasped out to those around him,
"Some Kentucky gemmen is done
gwine to lose a nigger, wif such fool
ishness as dis, 'fore long."
In John Allen's district the day is
spent in drinking egg-nog and eating
roast possum and baked sweet potatoes.
Squirrel pies are also served and the
turkey Is not forgotten. John says that
they prefer dry turkey. Turkeys, un
like all Mississippians, are not always
dry. They frequently stuff them with
stale bread, chestnuts,and sweet acorns.
Mr. Allen says he objects to the acorns.
He ate a turkey once that was stuffed
with acorns from what he calls a Barley
oak. The flavor was a little to delicate.
It left a bitter taste in the mouth which
quarts of persimmon wine failed to
wash away.
In lower Mississippi, in the district
represented by the Hon. Thomas R.
VISITING ON CHRISTMAS DAY in minne-
Stockdale. the wild turkeys are usually
stuffed with oysters. These shell fish
come from Mississippi sound, and are
said to be the most delicious in flavor of
any on the American coast.
In Mobile and New Orleans there Is a
gorgeous Mardi Gras display. The
Mystic Krewe. the Cowbellians, and the
Twelfth Night Revellers are out in
parade, and the whole city is tilled with
enthusiasm. The fire-cracker comes
into play, sky-rockets climb the
heavens at night, and the air is filled
with tintinnabulations and music from
the horns. The observance of the day
recalls Fourth of July celebrations in
the North. $r__)
Away out In Texas, in Cram's. Cul
berson's and Buck Kilgore's districts,
there are high old Christmas celebra
tions. That great representative of
Texas life, Col. Bill Sterrett, says that
the most extraordinary scene he ever
saw on Christmas was David B. Culber
son addressing his constituents. "There
were about 700 cowboys on horseback
around him," said Col. Sterrett, "each
having a squirrel tail in his som
brero. On the stand was that
great statesman and magnificent ora
tor, Nat Q. Henderson. A3 Judge Cul
berson closed his speech and Henderson
arose to deluge the crowd with his elo
quence the audience quailed. An ex
traordinary scene occurred. The cow
boys drew their lariats and tried to lasso
each other. Then there were repeated
fusillades of revolvers. One ot the
lariats reached the platform and Hen
derson gave way. He evidently felt that
his eloquence would be wasted on such
a crowd. Many a man was yanked
from his horse, but fortunately none
was hurt. The cowboys afterwards
had a scrub race, and at night sur
rounded a huge Christmas tree erected
on a ranch owned by acattle king. The
presents were numerous, but not costly.
The tree was strung with popcorn,
quite beans, firecrackers, and sugar
cane. The festival closed with a grand
candy pulling. Not the least remark-
"SOME KENTUCKY GEMMEN IS DONE
GWINE TO LOSE A NIGGER—"
able part of the scene, according to Bill
Sterrett, was Judge Culberson running—
"actually running, sir"— to catch a traiu.
Ex-Congressman Charles Dougherty,
of Florida, tells a remarkable story of
adventure on Christmas day. He said
he ,tiad been camping on Ship Yard
island near Turtle Mound, with Capt.
Frank Sams, Lee Childs and other ac
quaintances, in -Volusia county. On
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Christmas eve they had set foui^bear
traps at bear wells on the beach. _.a!1__»0
wells were in the thick scrub palmetto.
T»0-'oq{5 Of the ,h£SCh_pa!ttietfo rise
aboW'th*.' ground fi'otn two to foil?
feet high. They are gnarled and
twisted in every directiou. In crawling
beneath these roots in the search for
wells, a great well was discovered be
neath a lone cabbage tree. The track
of a bear '.'larger than a nigger's foot,"
to use Dougherty's language, was seen
in the sand on the brink of the well.
With almost infinite -trouble a heavy
bear trap was dragged underneath the
roots of the scrub palmetto, and set in
the sand at the rim of the well. It
weighed at least 100 pounds.
-In the morning Dougherty and his
comrades started for the" well. In a
light canoe they threaded - the channel
between scores of mangrove islands and'
began to crawl beneath the roots toward
the well. Suddenly they heard a terrific
moaning, followed by ferocious growl
ing and savage cries. It was evi
dent that there was a bear in the
trap. They approached the animal
with caution. The trap had been
chained to the trunk . of the cabbage
tree. Arriving within thirty feet they
saw an extraordinary sight. The bear
sat upon his haunches with his tore feet
in the trap. He would raise the trap
to his mouth and lick his paws, mak
ing heartrending moans. Suddenly
"Bruin"— that is what Dougherty
called him— would growl and shriek
and smash the trap against the butt of
the tree. Overcome by the pain, he
would again lick his paws and fill the
air with moans. At one time the bear
tried to climb the tree, trap ana all, but
finally gave up in despair. Dougherty
at last killed him by putting a rifle bail
under his lett shoulder.
"That night," said Charles, "we had
a glorious Christinas dinner — bear
steaks and bear's paws roasted. It was
the finest dinner iv the land, and, best
of all, it was washed into place by quart
after quart of old Kentucky whisky— no
decoction made of cactus roots and
ground glass, but pure old stuff."
Amos J. Cummings.
THE MAKING OP A WOMAN.
Common-Sense Ideas About Edu
cating Oar Girls.
The education ®f a girl resolves itself
to a single basis, writes Edward W.
Bok in a strong article in the January
Ladies' Home Journal. Woman's prog
ress may, in the minds of some, have
seemed to make it more complex, and
confusion can enter into the question if
a mother allows herself to listen to the
proclaimers of so-called "advanced
ideas." We will be led into the mistake
of cultivating the mind at the expense
of the heart, if we allow ourselves to be
so led. But the error is a cruel one
painfully so to the girl . who is led, un
knowingly, into it. But it we permit
our common sense to rule, the problem
solves itself. We do not want our
daughters to be encyclopaedias, but true,
womanly women. The first we can
buy; the latter we cannot Let us first
look after the physical development of
our girls, teaching them that good
health outweighs all things. Let them
understand the human mechanism,
hiding nothing. Let them know what
God requires of a woman, and why it is
essential that she shall be as perfect in
health and as well developed in body
as possible. Teach, by example as well
as by precept, the value of outdoor
exercise. Then begin mental develop
ment, giving her the benefit of the
largest educational advantages within
your powers, insisting, however, that
her studies shall be those likely to be
of greatest usefulness In after life.
Let her study not up to her fullest
capacity, but just a little this side of it.
A margin of unspent power is a tremen
dous force to a woman. Then, if our
schools and colleges shall continue to
neglect the teaching of household
economics, keep your daughter close to
you at home for a year at least, or
longer if necessary. With her mind
free from mental studies, teach her the
rudiments of the home, hiding not the
kitchen uternsils as you show her the
dainty china. Make of her an all-around
good home-builder and housekeeper,
holding up ever before her the one
great truth that a woman is always most
satisfactory to herself when she is a
woman, and most beautiful to others
when she is womanly. Let her know
what It means to be a wife and a mother.
Make her not dependent, but likewise
not independent in the modern inter
pretation of that word. Between the
two lies the truest type of womanhood.
Let her aim be womanly, her thought
of others tender, living her life so that
the world may be better because she
passed through it.
JUST THK THING.
The Georgia Cracker Ordered
Two of "Them Samson Books."
Atlanta Constitution.
He walked Into the book store and
stopped befor the Bible department.
He leaned over the counter and said to
the ministerial-looking salesman:
"Is them Buffalo Bill's boons over
thar?"
"Nope. Religious works."
"Don't nun o' them read about chasm'
Injuns an' shootin' wild varmints?"
"Not exactly."
"Nothin' about a feller 'at could knock
'em out like John L., ncr a feller 'at's
slick with er Winchester,* er hed the
nerve to tackle er bar?"
"Oh, yes. One better thau that."
"Who's he?"
" Samson."
"What'd he do?"
"Oh, he had a fight with a lion."
"Laid 'em out, did'e?"
"Yes, he killed the lion."
"Jes' bored 'mi with er Winchester?"
"Nope."
"Biffed 'im iv the head with er ax, I
s'pect?"
"Nope."
"Jes' kyarved Mm with his bowie."
"No, he just caught the beast by the
throat and choked it to death."
"You don't say?"
"Yes. He was the strongest mau that
ever lived."
"Wusser'n John L.?"
"Yes."
"An' wusser'n Jimmie "Corbitt?"
"Samson could knock them both out
at once."
"Whoopee! ain't he the stuff? I'll
take two o' them Samson books."
Packing a Trunk Well.
Do you know how to pack a trunk
well? asks Ruth Ashmore in the January
Ladies' Home Journal. And if you
don't, how many people do you know
who do? And wouldn't you gladly
give a dollar for a large, aud fifty cents
for a small trunk that is properly
packed? The packer comes with dozens
of sheets of tissue paper and several
pieces of tape. You eau sit where your
belongings are.and as skirts and bodices
are taken down say which you want.
Then the bodices have their sleeves
stuffed with paper to keep them iv
shape, the trimmings carefully covered
with it; the skirts are propefy folded;
the bonnets and hats have tapes pinned
to them, ana these same tapes are
tacked to the sides of the hatbox, so
that po matter how much the trunk
may be shaken not a feathef* nor arose
moves out of its nlace. Then, when
everything Is done, there is laid on the
top of the last tray a list of things that
are in the trunk, so that you don't lose
your temper searching tor the pink
bodice which isn't there, Or the tan
colored shoes which you expressly
requested should beleft at home.
The Seven Senses.
Harper's Young People.
Robbie — Uncle Jacob, Mr. Tarbox
said this morning that when he tell
from the roof he had the seven senses
knocked out of him. 1 thought there
were only five senses.
Uncle Jake— Dere .Is seben senses,
honey; but ef dat man or any uddah
man had urn all dey's a merrikle. Yaas,
dere's seben 'urn— hearin', seem',
feelin', tastin', smelliu' is de five 'at
some folkes knows erbout. Den dere's
boss sense, which some mules an' some
white folkes ain't got ; an' deu, leassly,
dere's common sense, w'ich is so oncom
mon 'at it nevah gits to be plenty, an'
mighty few people has it— at least in
my time.
TALKIN' GOOD TIMES.
Talkin' good * times makeS 'era good ;
•- a c man's a fool that frets _.."_."...-..-.- •_
Know iiiS oU-i'ii riSe ageu,' every time
he sets ...
When the storm' ls. sweepln' an** the
thunder shoutih' loud,
See the rainbow peepin' through the
winders of the cloud! . •*■_ ■_-
Talkln' good times makes 'em good;
ain't a bit o' doubt.
An* talk is so amazin' cheap, no risk
o' runnin' out!;:
hat's the use in grlevin'? Don't make
the wagon go!
Jes' keep on believin', and the Lord'll
make it so! . .'-
Atlanta Constitution.
FORSAKEN HOMES.
When a well-known citizen moved
from the house in lower town where bis
children were burn, he had it demol
ished to the foundation, because he saw
to what degeneracy it might survive in
the vicissitudes of time. To be sure
his action was the subject of much ad
verse criticism— for the insensate utili
tarian could not justify the demolition
from his point of view. Any opposition
to his statement merely swerved him
into talking vaguely and largely about
giving the house to somebody or some
thing.
Now, it was the unique and fortunate
privilege of the well known citizen to
afford such unusual license to his senti
ment—to count as nothing the sacrifice
of his old home rather than risk the
profanation of its precious memories in
the transit of years.
President Charles Eliot Norton in an
admirable little essay called "The Lack
of Old Homes in America," writes:
"Never has there been seen on the face
of the earth such a multitude of new
houses, comfortable, convenient, excel
lent for the passing day; but in no civil
ized country are there so few old
homes."
In this changing Western life there is
little if any regard for a homestead of
even middle age, and an old oue is held
in contempt. (This statement excepts
certain stone and brick houses through
out the state, and there is scarcely a
town without some substantial home
built in the early pioneer time.) The
law of social evolution at present clam
ors for the newest residence, any we all
know that the ever-increasing family of
Veneerings are, beyond cavil, in the
formidable majority.
When the "freshness" of some of
them becomes "fatal" to the extent of
a compulsory departure from the brand
new house, there are numbers of the
same species whose opportunity is the
difficulty of the outgoers.
Rotation in many of these new houses
is the rule. Nor is it surprising, if only
for the reason that they are usually in
showy and fashionable neighborhoods,
where emulation is half the joy of liv
ing for the "Veneerings.
But the old homestead, or which
must pass for such in the rather limited
reckoning ot St. Paul, is too often for
saken, like the last rose of summer, to
go from bad to worse in the sadly
changed surroundings, and generally in
vandalizing hands.
Is there any inanimate object that
shows demoralization like some former
old home in ruthless occupancy? It is
almost human in its aspect of degrada
tion.
A sightly knoll of ground In lower
town, with a few forest trees, became
some years ago the property of a pros
perous member of a wealthy firm in
the city. He proceeded to build a
spacious and comfortable home. Every
detail in its construction he watched
with exacting scrutiny. No least im
perfection in wood, stone or brick es
caped his vigilant eye.
From the cornerstone to the ridge
board it suited every fastidious require
ment, and so well satisfied was he with
the result of his outlay and trouble.that
he placed an armorial panel (at least
such the initiated assert it to be) be
tween two end windows of a square
projection in the wall toward the street.
Over the front portal another wooden
panel (the house is of wood)* conspicu
ously set forth the Anno Domini of its
building.
As if in derision of such a flimsy of
fering to perpetuity of record there is a
melancholy crack in the panel before it
is weather beaten enough to be impres
sive. A visiting card similarly placed
could scarcely be more inadequate and
perishable.
Doubtless the owner regarded it com
placently, and expeoted to raise his
satisfied eyes to it until they filmed with
age, Yet the while Atropos was close
beside him with her envious shears
eager for the severing clip of his life's
thread.
Notwithstanding this gruesome at
tendant waiting for all, near or afar,
this particular house builder apparently
planned without reckoning bis tenure
of stay. It could not be said that ha
builded better than he knew, but rather
that he knew better what he was
building than any man of his ac
quaintance. Outside and inside of
his house his selection of ev
erything had been surprisingly
complete. The window glass must be
wihout a flaw, the hardwood honest, the
fireplaces ample, most effective as to
draught, the chimneys absolutely safe,
the walls and floors wind and cold-re
pelling. ' His observation and vigilance
were not to bo hoodwinked or deceived.
He had, moreover, the leisure for in
spection and conviction, and he did not
flag in his enthusiasm for constructive
thoroughness.
Comfort had been his leading requisite
In the projection of the house. The
goodly hall, with its inviting fireplace;
the leisurely stairs, with restful landings
for breath and glimpses of the attractive
scenes around and beyond, were a guar
antee that the rest of the house was in
keeping with the first pleasant impres
sion.
From his wide verandah, when all
wao done, he could look oyer a
liberal enclosure of ground grow
ing a noble abundance of lush
grass, sedulously clipped and tended,
across which the afternoon sun threw
the shadows of some majestic oak trees.
What views he had of river, bluffs and
sunsets as he went from one side to
another of his house— or stood on a
coign of vantage in the make of a
small gallery on the upper story, where
he might see miles down the river—al
most to the great sumachs bordering
the driveway to the Sage of Niulnger's
front door. •*
But it was well for his peace of mind
that coming events did not cast their
shadows before, and that while every
prospect pleased from and in his domi
cile,"^ misgiving of the ultimate use of
his home clouded his content.
D Death, the smlter, did not infuse that
bitterness into the pang of everlasting
separation. And, mayhap, whatever
sphere of the hereafter . holds his spirit
has so disenthralled it of human in
terest in mundane affairs that he has
become utterly indifferent to the fate of
his "late residence," as the "genteel"
formula is.
Possibly, too, its present uses, shel
tering the outcast and the sinful "may
be a solace to his soul. There is no
knowing. Conjecture alone, and misty
surmise are all we can offer. Bat) if,
on the other hand, he Is restless like
Hamlet's father,' and revisits histoid
familiar vJays, day or* night, E«5 lajjsJ
-lave fg* n f& IncbfiypuTjic-tljle thoughts
wncu 11. uiuaes on an ttifd energies, en
thusiasm and mony he lavished In build
ing a home for the unmarried mothers
■ot inameless young Vikings, whose
wailing hot nights of the late : summer
[might make him wish, were he not dis
embodied, that ho too, like the royal
Dane had lead' in the porches of his ear
—yea in both.
Benevolent women give generously to
the home, but it is doubtful whether
_«np among them would be willing to
gite sleep night after night during the
heated term. -._.'-
: Tired nature's sweet restorer had a
straggle In steeping the senses in for
getful ness within sound of the vigorous
and almost vengeful crying of the lusty
infant, who, in half the July.. nights,
seemed to concentrate the lamentations
of his kind from the time of Ishmael.
Thomas de Qulncy, the greatest, mas
te^of eloquent and majestic English
diction, wrote of childhood as "a mighty
sorrow without a voice." But this pa
thetic assertion, must be taken with
illimitable grains of opium Instead of
the ordinary corrective salt. : . . 7
The man, who, in the famous Edin
boro' Noctes is set down (with some ex
aggeration, of course) as calling for a
"tumbler ot laudanum, hot and strong,"
when Glenlivat made the other convives
happy, was, fortunately for. himself, in
this particular away off from such a
howling fact to the average human,
being, conventionally given to the
drinks that, alas, neither cheer nor in
ebriate, but put a wire edge on wakeful
ness. His senses were so enwrapt by
clouds of opium, and his mind so re
mote in those wondrous flights of the
solemn Confessions, that doubtless the
■ concerted crying of the biggest Amer
ican baby show would probably seem to
De Quincey like the buzzing of a belated
and enfeebled mosquito lagging on the
scene when his victim's blood was chill
in early autumn.
Howsoever the sounds may affect the
ghostly erstwhile owner of this sadly
perverted home of his, they and the
sights must constitute a sort of Wal
purgis night phantasma to him. Above
the cracked anno doniini panel over the
front entrance the broken windows of
the attic are stopped with parts of paste
board boxes or other haphazard make
shifts. On the north side rags have
done flaunting duty to keep the wind
away. During the summer the whilom
carefully kept lawn was a common for
man and beast, and a happy stamping
ground for boys.
DAs early as i a. m. a nondescript old
man wearing the most time-battered
straw hat, the top of the crown wholly
gone, showing a bald head like an egg
in a nest, led in a cow who bellowed
plaintively every few minutes after he
tethered ana left her. To the wretched
insomnolent worn with the night's re
luctant vigil, it seemed the transmigra
tion of the baby pro tern into the bovine
basso. The atteution the old man gave
that cow was edifying. With a branch
he kept the flies away, and he moved
her from place to place when the grass
was, eaten too close for her enjoyment.
He brought watir two or three times
a day, and stood by her most
of the time. Occasionally he read
a-v? paper— perhaps for her ben
efit as she ruminated In the
shade during the afternoon sultriness.
Vainly did the home protest against the
beastly intrusion, but the aged tres
passer was never once moved from the
belief that the whole place was common
property. In one sense he was justified
in his presumption, s Appearances cer
tainly seemed to bear lain out in pre
empting a claim. The once precious
. grass was trodden by every vagrant and
lazy foot preferring a short cut to the
regular walk. One trail permanently
worn down by the inmates of the home
furnishes a perennial study in blondes
of every varying shade of yellow— but
of one style of looks, hardly Titian
esque.
David danced and sung psalms, sin
ner though he was, while to the bal
anced and retributive standard, his
levity was unseemly at any time, before
or after his frailties. Gloom and the
Scarlet Letter was the life-long sentence
of Hester Prynne. No joyous rehabili
tation was possible to her, and as for
usalm-singlng— let alone dancing— why,
jusl think of it! A tolerant age has
changed all that. There is no telling
the penitents by outward signs now.
Blithe unconcern has replaced the old
outward manifestations and restrictions
of repentance.
The home women carry their babies
in and out with jocund indifference to
their sole and sorrowful ownership of
them.
Maybe it is just as well that It should
be so. after all the ages that so much
misery, punishment and expiation have
been meted to such offenders.
Yet, once in a while there is an unre
generate longing for one hour of the old
times of Scarlet Letter and cutty stool—
as for provocation, when the sing-as
you-please, hit-or-miss attack on key
and note of Sunday psalmody, to a bag
pipey organ, floats out on the summer
quiet in such atrocious and composite
discord that it is actionable.
You remember the story told of John
Randolph's death bed in Philadelphia,
where he was* run down In the street
by a porter carrying a trunk which fell
upon Randolph, causing a mortal hurt.
A Methodist minister w"ks called in to
pray for and with him. Before he had
spoken two sentences the choleric,
half-mad Virginian said, peremptorily,
"Pray grammatically, sir, or I must be
compelled to say G. d— mv you."
O what would his testy soul be im
pelled to ejaculate were he forced to
hear the devotional singing in the For
saken Home of the St. Paul man whose
solace it was in the last years of his
earthly existence?
A Gymnasium at Home.
I The advantages of gymnasium prac
tlcefor young children, and its direct
bearing on their future, can hardly be
reckoned, writes Ellen Le Garde in the
January Ladies' Home Journal. Strange
to say, the most common defect in the
physical status of children is a most
grievous one, n&jpely, lateral curvature
of the spine. The majority of curvature
cases occur between the ages of five and
fourteen, and need not happen at all if
the matter is properly understood and
attended to. .These tender little bodies
will bend and perraart6ntly shape, like
young plants, in whatever way their
growth is directed. If your child is
carelessly permitted to assume one
position for any lengthened period, you
may expect, as a result, a one-sided
development. If, by more frequent use,
either side is put to greater action than
the other, it will become so much
stronger that all muscular movements
will be performed from it, and it will.in
time, obtain complete mastery over the
deficient development, the latter finally
being rendered unable to perform its
natural functions. From it hip desease,
as well as curved spine, results. The
proverbial ounce of prevention is always
better than the pound of cure, partic
ularly ii this case. _
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LEAVING FT. BID WELL.
The Old Post in the Mad re Country
to Be Abandoned.
San Francisco C'h.ronicie.
One of the oldest army posts on the.
Pacific oast, the center of one of, the
most noted Indian wars and the scene
of the death of the famous Gen. Canbv,
Rev. E. Thomas and others, and of the
tragedy which resulted in the capture j
of the Modoc chiefs, Captain Jack, j
Schonchln and other Indians, is soon to
be deserted by the United States troops.
For more than forty years a military
post has been maintained in the region
of the lava beds to guard the settlers
and miners against marauding Klamaths
and the Modocs, who were at one time
as fierce warriors as any of the trappers
and pioneers ever had to contend
against. For years no man in that
legion eve}- thought of venturing forth
without having his weapons in easy
reach, tffld in the frontier home riflej
aud ammunition . were always kept on
band. ••- •«?
All this is now changed. The Indians
have long since been brought under
control, and there is so little need of
cannon, bastions and the other para
phernalia of war that they are to be re
moved forever. This dispatch announc
ing the change came to hand last night.
"Reno, Oct. 6.— Bidwell will in a
few days be abandoned as a military
post. Company C, Fourth cavalry,
which is stationed there at present, has
received Orders to report at the Presidio,
San Francisco. The company is made
up of . fifty men. They will drive to j
Reno with fifty-seven horses and six
teen mules, when they are expected to
arrive about the 22d inst., and take the
west-bound train." -
This is one of tha oldest posts in the
West. It is in the Surprise valley,
Modoc county, near the lava beds. In
ihe old day's of the Modoc war it was a
center for the marshaling and deploy
ing of the troops. For a long time,
though "remote from all the towns of
Importance, it has been an unimportant
post, hard to get supplies to, and for
this reason it has been decided to pull
up stakes and _ibai._.oh it.
"it was on the recommendation of
cn _r R V. ger > not lpug since," said Maj.
W. M. Maynaller last night at the Oc
cidental, "that the authorities at Wash
ington decided to abandon It. I got a
letter from Capt. Gale, commander
of the fort, a few days ago, that his
family would arrive here about the 20th
instant. There are now but few In
dians about there, and those that aro
left are not Modocs, but Klamaths. I
don't think there are o^er a dozen of
these.
• "Ft. Bidwell Is about twenty miles
from the Oregon line. On the Oregon
side, near the town of Lakeview is a
reservation of Klamaths. They are
entirely peaceful, and therefore there is
no cause for even the 'small force of
fifty men to be there."
THE OLDEST LOCK.
It Was Made of Wood, and Its Key
Was Remarkably Large.
Hardware.
In the "History of Nineveh and- Its
Palaces," by Joseph Bonomi, we find a
description of perhaps the oldest lock
ever discovered. It was used in secur
ing the gates in one of the palaces of
Khorsabad. In describing this ancient
piece of hardware— if such terras may
be applied to wooden locks— he says:
; "At the end of the chamber, just be
; hind the > first bulls, was formerly a
I strong gate, of one leaf, which was
i fn?tened by a large wooden lock, like
those still used in the East, of which
the key is as much as a man can - con
f J,,. *?.u a
veniently carry, and by a bar wl.ich'
moved into a square bole (ii the ijfUh **i
It is to a key of this description t.^afe?
the pfopbel; probably alludes: 'ISf
the key of the house of Daftd will I lav',
upon his shoiildeF;' add It is reifiV&l
able that the work for lie] In" this p4_^
age of Scripture, 'muftah,' is the same) .
in use all over the East tfi the present) '
time. The key of an ordinary street
door la commonly thirteen' or fourteen 1
inches. long: and the key of the gate of i
a public building, or of a street, or Of a ,'
quarter of a town, is two feet or more
in length. a
"The iron pegs at one end of the Piece
of wood correspond to so many holes In
the wooden bar or bolt of the lock,
which, wlieh the door or gate is shut
cannot be opened until the key has been
inserted and the impediment to the
drawing back of the bolt removed by
raising up so many iron pins that fill !
down iuto holes in the bar or bolt cor- '
responding to the peg In the key."
This description and others of a
corroboratory character . prove that this
form of lo<s and kef was in use in
Egypt 4,000 or 5.000 years, during which
extended period of time it does not ap
pear to have undergone any successful
change.
• _• Faired.
Truth.
Wool— Hicks promised to give his
wife 10 cents for every 10 cents fie
spends for cigars.
Van Pelt— How does it work?
Wool — First rate. Whenever we
meet he buys me a drink and I buy him
a cigar.
Fatigue and exhaustion overcome by :
Bromo -Seltzer. Contains no opeiat

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