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THE ARGUS, THUliSDAY DECEMBEK 31 1891.
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THE AUG US.
caped from my lips. For now we tnuH no
longer doubt. The enormous stones were
slowly oscillating on their bases. They
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in Iin upraised hand 01 a knits
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Corresrotnience solicited from every township
Id Hock Island count?.
Thursday. December 31. 1891.
Hurrah for Dave Hill and the New
Yotk di mccTBCj !
The Union refers to Congressman Ca
ble as " Our Ben." What's the matter
with Ben, of "Grandfather's hat" fame
With Roswell P. Flower in the gu
bernatorial chair, and both branches of
the legislature reliably democratic, the
republican party in New York might as
well go out of bubioess or make the
The Union still endorses the "billion
dollar" congress. The people txpreased
their disapproval of it in an emphatic
manner at the polls at the first opportun
ity afforded them. But, tten, the
Union is never in accord with the peo
. is reporttd from Washington that
Cccgreismen Sprirper is opposing the
reappointment of Hon. W. R. Morrison
on the inttr-state commerce co'mnrsuon.
We can hardly give credence to the
story, as even should Mr. Springer im
agine he bid cause for a personal griev
ance against Col. Morrisop, (which he
certainly has not as far ss the speaker
ship fight is concerned, at least), it is
hardly probable that be would oppose
tbe reappointment of the inter state com
missioner. Should go to that ex
Iretne, however, it is unlikely that his
efforts would be availing as it is saidtbat
President Harrison fully appreciates
Col. Morrison's eminent fitness for the
position and his valuable services on tbe
commission in tbe past.
The Matiaa Httaid Urn lis part.
. Speech of C'hauncy Depiw.
- The citizens of Chicago are to be com
plimented and congratulated upon tbe
courage and forethought which have
characterized their lcal preparations for
this grand event They have already ec
pended $10,000,000 of tbelr own money,
and their patriotism and resources are not
yet exhausted . But the expense of this
national enterprise should not be wholly
borne by the locality where congress has
placed it. The nation should do its part
to second tbe effort of the citizens of tbe
Cbieseo world's fair exposition to sur
pass in every respect any ever yet held
in any country.
Memorable Suylng of Great Men.
Vigorous and terse phrases that c.im
prise "the whole story in a few words"
take a strong hold of the public fancy, and
are lon remeniliered anil quoted. Jack:
son's "I take the responsibility;" David
Crockett's "He sure you are right then
go ahead;" Clay's "So north, no south
nothing but my country!" and "I would
rather be right than be president;" Web
ater's "Where shall I go?" and "Union
and liberty, now and forever, one and in
separable;" Patrick Henry's "Give me
liberty or give me death;" John Adams'
"Sink or swim, survive or perish," and
many other forcible or odd sayings of our
remarkable men, uttered years ago, are as
fresh in the memories of the people as it
they had but just been spoken. Gen.
Grant's "I propose to move immediately
on your works," and "I propose to fight it
out on this line if it takes all summer,"
possess similar elements of immortality,
not to mention his famous "corked in a
bottle" simile as applied to the Army of
Jbe James. New York Ledger
No State's Land.
Island So. 74, on the Mississippi, has an
owner, but lielongs to no state, county or
township. From a paper read before the
Engineers club of this city it appears that
according to the enactment whereby the
states of Arkansas and Mississippi were
created, the river boundary of the former
extends to midstream, that of the latter to
mid-channel. Herein is the difficulty. A
dissipated freshet turned the current
against the Mississippi bank, and shifted
the former position of mid-channel many
rods to tbe eastward, so that the fortunate
or unfortunate owner fonnd his possessions
beyond both the mid-river point of Arkan
sas and the mid-channel line of Mississippi.
Human Hair from Canton.
Eighty thousand pounda of human hair,
valued at 319, appear in the trade returns
of Canton, and it could -be wished that it
did not, aaya our consul there, for as the
majority comes from tbe heads of beggars,
criminals and dead persons it is not pleas
ant to think of its being worn by the ladies
at home, even although it goes through
long processes of purification before it is
made up into wigs, chignons, waterfalls,
etc. London Jew,
Here is a good cure for cockroaches:
Take three pounds of oatmeal, or meal of
Indian corn, and mix it with a pound of
white lead; moisten with treacle so as to
form a good paste, and put a portion down
at night in the infested building. Repeat
t for a few nights alternately, and in the
morning remove the paste and tbe corpses
to a convenient place.
A Willow Leaf '30 Feet In the Earth
Some idea of tbe vast changes which the
earth's outer shelf has undergone in the
formation of . Long Island was suggested
by a piece of red sandstone picked up by a
pedestrian on IJedford avenue, near the
Williamsburg uasligbt company s build
ing, a small fragment evidently from one
of the larger chunks dug out at a distance
of thirty feet below the surface when tbe
excavation was made for the foundation
The fragment bears the exact imprint of a
willow leaf. Similar specimens from the
same place are in possession of several reel
dents in the Eastern District. Brooklyn
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HOW HE GOT HIS WEALTH
A WEIRD XI W TEAR'S TALE BY EX-D!IIX-
(Copyright, 11, by American Preaa Associa
OU want to know
'he origin of my
wealth, do your
Iy is a rather in
and by right de
serves oo response.
Bur, however, as
tonight is New
Year's eve, snd I
have enjoyed my
dinner 1 don't
mind telling you
it while we are smoking our cigars beside
the fire. It's a queer yarn one which jou
are at liberry to believe or not, as you
think fit. 1 be origin of my fortuue dates
back to an eventful New Year's eve, just
eighteen years ago today, and I am in
debted for in possession to a conversation
which 1 overheard on tbe Christmas eve
a week earlier.
I was a fiirmlmr.'l in those days. You
stare! I k IK w, I don't look much like it
uow more ike an old general, eli? True,
I have bw-n a soldier; in fact, I hail just
completed my time in the army at the
period wnicl I am speaking of, and I re
member wh.it difficulty I experienced in
reaceustoming myself to the humdrum
and monotonous life of a farm laborer
after the gay, rollicking times I had iu the
garrison to ns of France. Many a night
did I lie awake on my bed of straw, in the
long low burn where I slept along with the
oxen duriiiK the bleak Uritou winters.
thinking of my past years of soldiering
and regretting them.
It was Christmas eve, and on my return
from midnight mass I bail thrown myself
wearily onto my hard couch, tired and sick
at heart anil cursing my miserable fate.
Fatigue, ho'vever, soon overpowered me,
and I speed ly lost consciousness of my
?r retched surroundings.
I suppose t hat I must have leen asleep
about an hiur, when I was suddenly
aroused by t le sound of voices close lestde
me. The toi es were strange, muffled and
unnatural, and filled me with a nameless
terror which I bad never felt before, for I
am no coward. During a few minutes 1
lay there w th closed eyes listening Iu
tently, trying to concentrate all my men
tal and physical powers in endeavoring to
find out who bad spoken.
Curiosity at last impelled me to raise my
head cautiously and to look around me.
Tbe barn wai but dimly lighted by a great
lantern, but my perceptions were rendered
so acute by f-ar that I could see almost as
well as iu broad daylight. Again and
again I giant ed at every uook and corner,
but I oould discover no one in the stable
excepting th cattle, standing knee deep iu
the thick lit ter, and yet a voice was pro
ceeding fron. tbe stall beside which I bad
made my bsl. The occupant of this stall
When he had finished his story, its
thread was taken up by an equally anti
quated donkey at t he farther end of the
"Ah!" exclaimed he in conclusion; "how
blind men are not to understand tbe
sounds of nature. If tbey were told that
we were enabled on Christmas eve to speak
as they do, they would only shrug their
shoulders and laugh in scorn at the idea."
"Men only care for us," retorted the ox,
"because we assist fliem to gain money.
Money is all they are after. Yes, yes, only
money; and aha! if they only knew! 1
could tell where gold and riches are to be
found in such abundance that''
"What on earth are you talkiug about,
old friend" interrupted thedonkey. "You
must be getting on to' artl your dotage to
tell snch extrvaganr tales. The clover
has gone to your hewd."
TIIE OX SPEAKS,
was a very a;;ed ox who was kept on the
farm more f r the sake of bis past, services
at the plow than for nny nctual present
use. I peep-d through a chink in the low
wooden part tion separating us.
Now, my frietid, believe me if you can
it was the old ox who was talking!
For a short spell I was thunderstruck
with nstoni: hmeut. Then, like a flash,
the memory if the old legend, accotding to
which animals are endowed with the power
of speech on Christinas eve letween the
hours of ra dnight and daybreak, came
back to my mind, and, although a cold
shudder ran through me, I resolved to
hear what tbey had to say.
swatep and rno.
"Laugh away," replied the ox, evidently
nettled by the donkey's remarks. "Hut
for all t hat I can assure you that on the
eve of St. Sylvester (New Year's eve), once
in every hundred years, at midnight, the
old Druidical stones of i'louhinec, a mile
Irom here, leave the spot where they have
stood so many long centuries and go down
to the sea to drink. Beneath the place
they le:tve vacant during, that time are
great holes filled to the brim with treasure
ami I have leen told long ago that the
glitter of the stones w hich men call dia
monds, the soft gleam of pearls, the fiery
light of rubies heaped up t herein, make s
halo around the spot equal to that of the
"Whew!" exclaimed the donkey, "that
must lie a grand sight. But how is this
treasure to tie reached"
"The treasure is known to none; the
secret thereof lias never leen betrayed,
aud even if man knew about it it could
not lie touched, for the stones would rush
hack aud crush the thieves like insects
under their ponderous mass, unless the
blood of a Christian were sacrificed to the
spirit which animates these monument of
past and pagan ages."
' As tbe ox pronounced these last words a
distant bell boomed forth the hour of day
break. This was tbe end of tbe time allotted
to tbe animal's yearly power of speech, and
with a deep drawn sigh they relapsed into
More dead than al I lay there almost
stunned by what I had just heard. Could
all thin lie true Could it be within my
reach to become one of the wealthiest meu
on earth A cold and clammy perspira
tion gathered on my brow, and I Bbook. iu
every iimb at the mere thought of it.
Gradually I grew more accustomed to the
idea, and a linn resolve filled my heart to
make the attempt, and to enrich myself
by robbing the stones of some of their
treasure, if human strength and courage
were of atiy avail.
The light of dawn was stealing into the
stable when 1 arose from my bed. All whs
still and silent around me as 1 made my
way toward the door. But us I was alKiut
to open it 1 paused trnnsllxed with aston
ishment, for there, stretched out on a
bundle of straw, 1 caught si;jlit of a human
form. It wus that of an old man, miser
ably clothed iu rags, and wilb long, uu
kempt locks of grizzly hair fulling iu dis
order about his wrinkled aud emaciated
face. I drew nearer, and recognized iu him
an old beggar of evil repute, who wandered
alMiut thecountry craving bis daily bread
from the peasants and fishermen. On the
impulse of tbe moment I bent over him,
and rudely shaking him by the shoulder 1
"What are you doing here, Kerrick, and
who allowed you to iutrude in my master's
The old man opened his bright, glitter-
lug eyes, which shone strangely in bia yel
low, parchmentlike countenance, and shak
ing me off impatiently he said, with an
"Keep quiet, my lad; yon aud I had bet
ter be friends. For there is much at stake
for both of us if we agree. Tbe master al
lowed me to take shelter iu bis stable last
night, and I thank the spirits that be did
It was evident from his words that the
old man had, like niyse'.if, heard the words
spoken by the auimals, and I realised at
or-ce that I must submit to all he might
ask, even if it were to share with him the
wealth which I hoped to obtain from tbe
stones of Plouhiner. I had surmised right,
and, aftera short discussion, we finally de
cided upon going together on the vigil of
St. Sylvester to the Bay of Plouhinec, and
if we really found that the words of the
ox had been true, to uuite our efforts and
to carry away all we could gather of gold
and precious gems.
During the week which followed this
eventful night I lived as one in a dream,
and on the 31st of December I was almost
sick with anxiety and expectation. At 11
o'clock on the vigil of St. Sylvester I
started, accompanied by old Kerrick, for
the Bay of Pionhinec The weather was
very cold and the waves were rolling
heavily with a deep roar upon the" beach
eighty feet, lielow the cliffs aloug which we
were wnlkiiur. All around us rose huge
piles of Menhirs and Dolmen", sacred
Druidical stones of the times of the Gauls,
looking ghostly, weird and t-jrrible ia the
fitful rays of the moon, which now and
r.g.-iin was hidden Ix-hin.l bai:ks of angry,
snow laden clouds. It was almost 12
o'clock when we readied tbe spot where
the gigantic liowlders kuowu as the
"Stones of Plouhinec" raised their rugged
beads toward the sky.
Silently we couched behind a rock close
to the edge of the cliff, in near proximity
to a steep incline leading down to the
lieach. We remained quite motionless,
gazing anxiously at theapparently unmov
able masses of gray, storm beaten masses
The minutes seemed hours to us, but at
last the dim sound of the Caraway church
liell was wafted toward us as it- began to
strike the fateful midnight hour
THE STONE'S KKVENCE.
Bwayed to and fro, faster and faster, with a
heavy swinging motion, till at tiie last
stroke of 12 they tore themselves f r-irri the
spot where they bail stood, and roll.-1 pell
mell past us down the incline, on their
way to the sea.
For several minutes we remained spell
bound. Then we rushed toward the places
left empty by the erratic memorial.- i f pa
ganism. Oh! what a sight met our eyes! In the
cold light of the moor, now shining
brightly, diamonds sparkled I -iweeu
heaped up gold bars and nuggets. Kubies,
emeralds and sapphires glittered and
scintillated, and twinkled like so many
wicked eyes alluring and tempting us, iu
the open flanks of the eartii.
"Fill your pockets; hurry, hurry, hurry,"
whispered Kerrick, falling on his knees,
and throwing handful after handful of
gems in a capacious canvas bag which he
had brought with him. Feverishly, pas
sionately I obeyed his directions, stuffing
the precious jewels in the bosom i.f my
shirt as quickly as my trembling hands
would allow me to do so.
Suddenly a fearful rumbling noise
reached our ears.
"The stones are coming hack," shrieked
Kerrick, and as he spoke the great granite
blocks came rushing back toward us up
the incline, knocking against each other in
their fearful haste to reach us.
"We are lost," I called despairingly,
struggling to my feet.
"You are; not I," ye?d the old beggar,
throwing himself on me.
At this frightful moment I rememlered
the last words of the ox's revelation, name
ly, that the blood of a Christian could
alone pacify the spirits whioh animate the
ctnruM' Kerrick. to aava himself, was
,I,..i1,i(.,1,t,n(!iiil . ,cu 1M
if i n-rnvt-ri..
around me in l,rr.,r. Z'T'
..niee were snndiii.r ,,,,; . ""I'.oa.
oM Maces as if ,,,!, ! ; j-'
there, close be-i.l,. 1(, lv ' 1'bi
bodyof Kerri.k, wiltl ". , ''"""t
Pillowed oim he bau-ful f 2 , "Tu
I sat up and i ri.-d t ,;:..,' .' !v'li'.
thoughts. i s.-,,e (jf j " -atvv.,
should certainlv he ae,.,'!, 1
murder and a;-,, : t,tUi " ''-t.'.i.',
would give it..,!.,,,, to.m
-Nothing remained for . . .. '-'-"-y,
flight. "" '-!!,1-e
As soon as I was . . . ,
feet I dr.i-.-ge.l the ,..:... i;. ' s.ty
inv rock, covered it u .': ' .7 r
dering the pi. . , ";! "' f,
along the dill's towar i u
Peiierck. There I n-;,, ; ' :"'-r'
some hours, and on t . j' .,'.,'
walked to the next se.p..i-i ,"..' .'. :--":t,I
some miles distant. ' 11
I worked mv t,:n..n..,. ..
fore the mast in a mm ,
and I only breathed lree.v u
Such is the oriirin ,f i.,
friend. It is romantic, I .
chance many would doubt
century from now can ;,r..ve t,,
of my statements bv m-:--I. '
i-iotittinec, wnen the ... red M.
once more go and drink at ti,.-
bare the sources from u !-: . j ,
T ..1 , t t
exactly as it va given t,, ,, . 'tJ,, v'j
more condensed form, tiie enrous ."wrv
told me one New Year's (.? v ,
rich old Frenchman in New York rcA-j-ing
the origin of his weai-n. That fc j
riches are considerable u ku. wa ,,,
everybody in New York, li.it ;. 0;'
right to add that there art niany ttra:
rumors as to its source anions M-counti-V
men whom he persistently imns.
deed there are not a few w ho asrt tbtt
its derivation is not altogether (r i?,
crime and bloodshed.
Hard l uck.
Fashionable Tourist t. wiping l.j. f,:r.
head, on the Alps, as he suiideniv tnrnn
around a rock Just to think of in
Here I've climled 6.000 feet up the side
of this mountain only to meet fact to
face one of my heaviest creilitoTn.
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Try a pair of E.
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