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TRL-W EEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO, S. (JJlY 0.81 SAL~E 85
BY TIUE NOITII SEA.
Miles, and miles, and miles of desolation I
.eagues on leagues on leagues without a change,
Sign or token of some eldest. nation,
Ilere would make the strange land not so strange,
Iinte forgotten, yea since time's creation,
Seem these borders where the sea birds range.
Slowly, gladly, full of peace and wonder
(Irows his heart who journeys here alone,
Earth and all its thought of earth sink uander
Deep as deep In water sinks a stone.
Ihardly knows it if the rollers thunder,
Ilardly whence the lonely wind Is blown.
Tall the plumage of the rusi-Blower tosseh,
Sharp and soft in iany a curve and line
Mleata and glow the sea-colored niarl-hniosses,
Salt and splendid from tihe circling brine.
Streak on streak of glimmering seashine crosses
All the land sea-saturate as with wine.
Far and far between, tit divers orders,
Clear gray teeples cleave the low gray sky;
Fast and firm as tine-unshaken warders,
Ilearts made sure by faltla, by hope made high,
Tihese alone in all the wild.sea-borders
lFears no blast of lays and nilghts that (lie,
All the land is like as one inan's face is,
Pale and troulolele still with change of cares.
Doubt and death pervade her clouded spaces;
Strength and length of life and peace are theirs
Theirs alone aid these weary lilaes,
Seeing not how the wide world frets and fares
Firm and fast whlere all Is cloud that changes,
'loul-clogged sunlight, cloud by sunlght thinnied
Stern and sweet, above time sandi-hill ramges
Watch (lie towers andi toimbs of nca that sinned
Once, now calm as earth whose only change Is
Wind, and light, and wind, anl CIo uid, and wind
LITTLE KATE ANI) I.
We didn't wait for an iiboine to marry
on, little Kate and I. We had no rich
relations to leave uts legacies or to seld
pearl necklaces, diamond ornaments, or
thou.sand dollar bonds for wedding pres
ents. i was simply a brakeman on the
Eastern Michigan Railway, at long and
lonely stretch of rails over desolate
marshes, steep mountain grades, and
solitary sweeps of prairie land; sho was
the bright-eyed waitress in one of the
restauranits along the line. But when I
fell from the platform whon the great
accident happened-you've heard of the
(reat Accident, I suppose, when there
was suchi a shocking loss of life--it was
Kate's care, and nothing else, that
brought me back into the world I had
si) nearly quitted for good and all I
"I would have done it for anybody,
Mark !" said she, when I tried to thank
"Would you ?" said I. "But it isn't
everybody that would have done it for
me, Kate I"'
So I asked her to marry me, and she
said yes. And I took a little cottage on
the edge of the Swampscot woods, and
furnished it as well as I could, with a
red carpet, cheese-cloth curtains at the
winlows, a real Connecticut clock, and a
set of walnut chairs that I iyle mvaelf
with seats of rushes, Woven in by old
Billy, the Indian, who carried lis bas
kets and mats around the country, and
Mrs. Perkins, the parson's wife, made
us a wedding cake, and so we were mar
ried. Pretty soon I found out that Kato
wits piinling a little.
"'What is it, sweothetrt ?"said I. "Re
member, it was a contract between us
that we were to have no secrets from each
other 1 Are you not perfectly happy ?"
"Oh, yes, yes I" cried Kate, hiding
her face oil my shoulder. "But it's my
mother, Mark. She's getting old, and
if I could only go East to see her, just
once, before the Lord takes her away I"
It was then that I felt tile sting of my
poverty most. If I had only been a rich
man11 to have handed her oult a check,and
said "'Go iat once !" I think I could haive
been1 qulite happy.
"'Never mind, sweetheart," said I,
stroking down her hair. '"We'll manaiiige
it after a little. We'll lay up a few dol
lairs from month to month, atnd youl shall
go oult and sec her b)efore silo (dies I"
And with thait little Kate wats forced
to be3 conltenit. But there was a hungry
homesick look upon01 her face which it
went to my heart to see.
"If I was nich I" I kept saying to my
self. "Oh, if I was only rich !"
One stormy autumn night we were be0
late~d on tile road, for tile wind was ter
rib~le, shaiking thle cenitury old1 pines and
oaks, as if they were nlothing more than
tall swamp graisses, and1( driving
thrnoughl the ravines with It shlriek
anid a howl like a wh~ole pack of hlungry
wolvesr And the heitvy rains hlad raised
tile streams so thlat we were ciomplelled
to go) carefully anld slowly over thle
brnidges, and keep it long look ahlead~ for
fear of accidents.
I wats stanldinlg at mly p)ost, ill froint of
tile secondl pass5enger car, staitng miy
feet on tile platform to keep them wairm,
and~l hop)ing little Kate wlold noet be( per.
turbedi'( at miy prolonged absence, whlen
tile news agenit camell chucklinig out:
"'We're to stop) at Stumpljville Station,"
"'Nonsense,'' saidl I, "'I know better~.
This11 traina never stop1s shlert of Waukon
51ha City, least of all when we are rnt
inig to make1( upl for lost ti'ine, as8 we arc
"'Oh, bult tis 1 i a exceptionial occa
sion," said ,Johnny Mills (wichl was tile
newils agent's niame. "WXe're going to
put an old woman off.) Sile has lost 11cr
ticket, shle says. More likely she never
hmd one0. Goes 011 as thloughl she'd hamd
he(r pocket p~i~cd."'
'-It's meost a pity, isn't it, to puIt one
(d to-nigh1t ?"saiid I. Leatst of all at such
a lonely lacel as Stumpvill StaltionI,
whiere there are (only two'houses50 anid ai
"Yes, I know," said1 Mills, aldjus~ting
the tlewspapers thlat hoecarriedl in a rubl
ber ease ulnder his arm. "'But the Supl)
.erintendenolt of tihe roadl has1 got outt n
new sot of instructis, and lhe's that
pairticlar thlat Jones wouldn't dare to
mmorlank a. case like tii. There's been
so many confidence games played on the
"Which is the one?" said I, turning
to look at the end window of the car
which was at the rear.
"Don't you see ? The old party at the
back of the two fat women in the red
shawls. She's haranguing Jones now."
"I see," said I. It was a little ol
woman in black ilk poke-bonnet, a re
spectable cloth cloak, bordered with an
cient fur, and a long green veil, who was
earnestly talking and gesticulating with
the conductor. But he shook his head
and passed on, and she sank back in a
helpless little hea1) blehind tle green
veil, and I could see her take a small
handkerchief from a small basket and
put it piteously' to her eyes.
'It's too bad," said I. 'Jones might
remember that he once had-if he hasn't
got now-a mother of his own."
"And lose his iplace on the road, "said
Mills, "No, no, old fellow, all that
sort of thing does very well to talk about,
but it don't'work in real life."
So lie went into the next car, and the
signal to slack up came presently. I
turned to Mr. Jones, the conductor, who
just then stepped out on the platform.
"Is it for that ol lady?" said I. He
answered, 'Yes." Said I, ''How far did
she want to go?" "To Swanipscott,"
"You needn't stop, Mr. Jones," said
I, 'I'll pay her fare."
"You!" lie echoed.
'Yes, I," said I. 'I'll take her to my
own house, until she can telegraph to
her friends or something. My wife will
be good to her, I know, for the sake of
her own old mother out West!"
"Just as you please," said Mr. Jones,
"But when you've been on the road as
long as I have, you'll find that this sort
of thing doesn't answer."
"I hope I shall never be on the road
too long to forget my Christian charity,"
I answered, a little nettled. And I took
out my worn pocket-hook and handed
over the money.
We did not stop at Stunpville Station
after all, but put on more steam and ran
as fast as it was safe to drive our engine
-and when, a little past midnight, we
reached Swampscott, where we were due
at 7:30, Pierre Rene, the Frenchman,
caie on board to relieve me, and I help
ed my old lady off the train, flat basket,
traveling bag and all.
"AIm I to be put off after all?" said she.
with a scared look around her.
"Cheer up, ma'am," said I, "You are
all right. Now, then-look out for the
step! Here we are."
"At Swampscott, ma'am," said I.
"And you are the kind man who paid
my fare?" said she. "But my daughter
and her husband will repay you when-"
"All right, ma'am," said I. "And now,
if you'll just take my arm, we'll be home
in a quarter of an hour."
'But," said she, "why can't I go di
rectly to my destination?"
"It's middling late, ma'amn," said I.
"And houses -don't stand shoulder to
shoulder in Swampscott. My nearest
neighbor is a mile and a-half away. But
never fear, ma'am, I've a wife that will
be glad to bid you welcome for the sake
of her own mother."
She murmured a few wvords of thanks,
but she wyas old1 and weary, and the p~athi
was rough and uneven, in the very teeth
of the keen November blast-and walk
ing wasn't an easy task. And presently,
we camne to the little cottageon the edge
of the Swamnpscott woods, where the
light glowed warmly through the Turkey
"Ohl, Mark, dearest, how late you are?"
cried Kate, making baste to open thme
door. "'Come in, quick, out of the
wind. Suipper is all readly, and-but whoi(
is that with you?"
In a hurried whlisper I tohl her all.
"'Did I do right, 'Katie,?" said I.
"'Right! Of cure yeu dlid,'' sid she.,
''Ask her to come in at oncee. And I'll
p~ut another Cupi and saucer on the tab~le."
Teniderly I assistedl thme chilled and
weary 01(1 lady across the threshold.
''Here's my wife," said I. ''And
here's a cup of smoking hot coffee and
some oif Katie's own biscuits and chicken
p~ie! You'll lbe all right when the cold
is out of your joints a hit!"
''You are very, very welcome," said
Kate, brightly, as she adlvaniced to untie
our visitor's veil and loosen thme folds of
her cloak. But, all of a sudden, I heard
a ery, "'Mother, oh, mother!"
And looking around1, I saw K(ate and1
the o1(1 lady clasped in each other's arms.
"Hold on, Kate!" said I, with the
coffee-pot still in my hand, as I had b~een
lifting it from the tire. "T[his is never-"
"But it is, Mark!" cried out Kate,
- breathlessly. "It's mother; my own
mother! Oh, helpl me, dearest, quickly;
she has fainted away!"
But she wvas all right again, presently,
sitting by the lire w~lth her feet on one of
the warm cushions, Whih Kate had knit
on wooden needles, and drinking hot
coffee. It was all true. The unfortunate
passe'nger~ whose piocket had been picked
on the train, and to whose rescue I had
COmoi, was no other than my Kate's own
mother, who had dletermninedl to risk the
perils of a journey to the far WVest to see
her child on1ce again.
And she has beeni with us ever since,
the dlearest 01ld miotheru-ini-lawv that ever a
inmanu had, the eomnfort of our househojd,
and the guardian angel of little Kate and
the baby, when I am away on my long
And little Kate declares now that she
is "perfectly happy!" God1 bless her
Imay she never be othmerwiso,
The White Stripe.
A rough-looking man? Yes, perhaps I
ai. We ain't all responsible for our out
side husk, no more than a horse-chestnut
or a hazel nut is. The kind of life I lead
can't be lived in white kid gloves and dress
coats. I wasn't brought up with many ad.
antages, and I'm only a brakeman on
the Rensselaer & Saratoga Line. Old
Jones was telling you about me, was he,
sir? He'd better hold his tongue. There's
more profltable subjects of conversation
than 1 am. But Old Jones means well
enough, and if he told you to ask me how
that stripe of white hair camne on my black
inane, I ain't the man to go back on him.
Oh, you needn't beg my pardon, sirl I
don't mind talking about it now, though
the time was when I couldn't speak of it
without a big lump coming in my throat.
We hadn't been married long, Polly and
me, when It happened. Polly was as trim
and bright-eyed a slip of a girl as ever
you'd wish to see. She was one of the
waitresses in the Albany lunch room; and
the first I ever set eyes upon her I made
up my mind to mnake that girl my wife.
8o, when they raised my wages, I took
heart and asked her if site would have them
with me, with a wedding ring thrown in
"Do you really mean it, Jake?" said she,
looking me fully in the face, with those
dark blue eyes of hers, that are like skies
in the night.
"I do really mean it, Polly," said I.
"Then," said sheputting both her hands
into mine, "I'll trust you, I've no living
relative to advise me, so I can only take
council with my heart."
So we were married. I rented a little
one-story house, under the hill on the
height that overlooked the Hudson-a co
zy place, with a good-sized wood-pile at
the rear, for winter meant winter in those
parts and the snow used to be drifted up
even with our door yard fence many and
many a cold grey morning. And every
thing went smooth until Polly began to
object to my mates at the White Black
bird, and the Saturday evenings I spent
with the boys, after my train was safely
run on the side track at the junction.
"Why, Polly, girl," said I, where's the
harm? A man can't live by hniself, like
an oyster in its shell, and a social glass
never yet harmed any one."
"No," said Polly, "not a social glass,
Jake, but the habit. And if you would
only put every five cent piece that you
spent for liquor into our little Bertie's tiny
"Pahawl" said 1. "I'm not a drunk
ard, and I nevei mean to become one. And
no one likes to be preached to by his wife,
Polly. Remember that, my girl, and you'll
save yourself a deal of trouble."
I kissed her and went away. But that
was the beginning of the little, grave shad
ows. that grew on my Polly's face, like a
creeping fog over the hills, and that she
has never got rid of since.
It was a. sore point between us-whAt
the politicians call a vexed question. I
felt that Pohy was always watching me;
tM 1s dl6V oWl.' 1"&2 yfiye 'th'y
it-I went to the White Blackbird oftener
than ever, and I didn't often count the
glasses of beer that I drank, and once or
twice, of a particularly cold night, I let
myself be persuaded into drinking sonie
thing stronger than beer; and my brain
wasn't the kind that could etand liquid fir.s
with impunity. And Polly cried, and i
lost my temper, and-well, I don't like -to
think of all these ihings now. Thank
goodness they are over and gone.
That. afternoon as I stood on the back
platform of my car, with my arms folded
and my eyes fixed on the snowy waste of
fliat fields through which the iron track
seemed to extend itself like an endless
black serpent, I looked my own life in the
face. I made up my mind that I had been
behaving like a brute.
"What are those senseless fellows at, the
White Blackbird to me," mutteredi I, "aIs
compared with one of Polly's sweet, bright,
looks? I will give the whole thing up. I'll
draw thle line just here now' We shall be
off duty early to-night. I'll go home and
B~ut, as night fell, the blinding drift of a
great snow storm came with it. We were
belated by the snow which collected on
the raIls, and when we reached Earldahe
thlere was a little girl, wvho had been sent
on in the care of the conductor, who must
wait eithber three or four ho-irs for a way
train in the cold and cheerless station, or
be0 taken home across a snowy field by
somne one who knew the way.
I thought of mny ownl little chiireni. "I'll
take her," said I-and lifting her up), 1
gathered my coarse, warmi coat about her,
and1( I startedl for the Ions, cold walk uinder
the whispering pines along the edge of the
I hionestly believe she would havd frozen
to (lenth if she had been left In the cold1
stattion until the way train cotild c~all for
her. And when I had left her safe inl
charge of her aunt, I saw by thme old1 kitch
ena time-piece that it was tell o'clock.
"Polly will think I have slhpped back
into time Slough of Despond," I said to imy
self, with hatlf smile; "but I'll give her an
agreeable sui ptiisel''
Pioughing down amid the snow drift
through a grove of pine trees that edged a
ravine at the back of my house, I sprang
lightly on the door-step; the door was shut
and locked. I weit, aroundl to the front.
there I effected and entrance, nt the tire
was dyhig on the hearth and little Ber-I e,
tucked up in his crib called out.
''Papa, is that yot"
'Whorj is mamma, my soul" I asked
looking eagerly arotind at the desolate
"Gjone out with the baby in her arms to
look for you;" he said. "Didn'L, yon meet
I stood a minute in silence.
"iei still, lBertie," said I, in a voIce that,
sounded strange antd husky even to myself.
And I thouaght with dismaiy, of the
blindIng snowstorm outside, the treacher
ous gorges which lay between there aind
the White Blackbird, the trackless woods.
through which it was dhiflihcult enough to
flnd onie's way even in the sunshina3 of
noonday, and-~-worst of all-thme lonely
track, across whichh an "express" shot like
a meteor a few minutes before mlidnhiIlt.
Oh, heaveni what p~ossible doom might 1
not, have brought upon myself by the
wretched passIon in wich I- hadt gone
away that morning!
The town clock, sounding dinm and mnuf
fled through the storm, struck cleven as I
hurried dIown thme hill. Eheven---and who
knew what a length of time might elapse
before I could find her? And like a fiery
phautasnagoria before y inud's eye, I
beheld the wild iush che midnight ox
press, and dreaded-I iew not what.
For all that I could re e was, that the,
storm was trowing fieb with every ino
mont, and Polly and the iby were out in
As steadily as I could, worked my way
down toward the trac but mnore than
once I became bewilderi and had to btop
and reflect before I coul esuie my queit.
And at length when I c o out close to a
,ruined wood and water tion on the edge
of tlhe track, I knew t I was full half
a nile below the Whit liackbird.
And in the distan heard the long,
shrill shriek of the nml lit train.
Some one else had rd It, too, for as I
stood thus, I saw, fa visible through
the blinding snow, a s dowy figure issue
from the ruined shed d come out upon
the track, looking wit bewildered, un
certain air, up and u-the form of
Polly, my wife, with he little baby in
I hurried down to h as fast as the rap
idly increasing snow Ifts would let her
but it was only just tiie to drag her
from the place of peri nd stand, breath
lessly holding her ha , while the fiery,
eyed monster of stea. swept by with a
rush and a rattle tha neatly took away
"Pollyl,' I cried. ' o lyl speak to mel"
She t:rned ter wa lering gaze toward
me, with her vague eyes that seemed
scarcely to recognize 1.
"Have you seen ml iusbanil?', said she;
"one Jacob Cotterel, brakeman on the
"Pollyl little wom I don't you know
mc?" I gasped.
"And I thought, prhaps," she added,
vacantly, "you jnight save met him. It's
very cold here, and- d-'
And then siu fainte' I: my arms.
The long, long bral .t-ver that follow
ad was a sort of death, There -was a time
when they told me shel ould never know
mne again, but, thank Gol, she did. She
recovered at last. And since that night
I never had tasted a dnp of liquor, and,
please heaven, I never will again. The
baby, bless its dear UItle heart, wasn't
harmed at all. It lay inug and warni on
its mother'p breast. iLL if I hadn't hap
pened to be close by tlmn at that Instant,
Lhe night express would have ground them
And the white stripe came Into my hair
tipon the Iht of that fearful snow storm.
rhat's how it liappenec, sir.
Not ;y Faun11.
"No, I am1 not one of the ol veterana
tf the war," he slowly replied to the in
tpuiry, "but it is not iy fault. I wanted
to be there, but something always held
"That was too bad."
"Yes, it was. When the war broke
)mt I offered to go, but I was in jail on
i six months sentence and they wouldn't
ake mc. I was innocent, of Eier
ad to refuse ine. Lands I but how I
lid ache to get down at the front an]
6vade in gore I"
'And when you got out of jail ?"
"Yes, I got out, blit just then Iy
nother died. I was on my way to enlist
when she d'ed,and of course that altered
mly plans. No one knows hiow badly I
wanted to be down there and wad
round in blood and glory."
"Well, you didn't have to mourn al]
through the war did you ?"
"Oh, no. Bless your soul, but I only
mourned for thirty days, and thOen
started out to eilist in the artillery. ]
was just aout. to write down my naim
wh'Jen a conistabille arrested me for breacl
of promise, and it wan four months lhe.
fore I got through with the suit. Ah
sir, but if you only knew liow I sufferei
at beiing held back when other'is we-ri
winning glory on the field of earnagt
you would pmity mae !"
''Biut the suit was finally dlecided( ?"
"'Yes, finally, aiid within an hour afte1
the jury brought in a verdict I startet
for Toledo to enlhist in the cavalry."
And you enlinted ?"'
Almost. 1 ws being examined by th<i
(hoctor wuheni I got a dispatch that th<
old man had tumbled inito the wvell, anm
of course I had to go home. I hiad to g<
home. I hadn't got the und~ertaker pait
before lighiting struck the barn. Th'lex
somle one0 set fire to the cheese factory
and nmoon after that I had three rib
brokeni and~ waIs laiid upl for ai year. Whe(t
I finially did( get~ aroundt to) enlist thi
dloctor rejectedl mie because I wvas color
lhind(, near-sighted, lame andl deaf.1
tell you, sir, when I think of the glora
lost and the gore 1 didln't shed it break:
mec right (down anid I don't oven care foi
sodat watter. Ihear the band ! Hee th<
old vets and the exprinoniers I Ilang m~a
hat, but why wasn't T born with legs long~
eniouiglito kick miyself over iinto Canattdat'
A naiui~-Henclect ifeathien.
Th~ley wore walkinig on the avenue i
D~etroit, the other eveninig when it was n<
very watrm, arrayed iti their sumnme;
((hothes. In thie dlistance shone the ligh
of an ice cream salooin, merriy inside with
the jiniglo of 51poona and( dishes..
'"Oh ! Augustus, it is so warm."
"SHo it is, puet."
"DJon't you thintk, dlear, that we coub
flind a cooler laceW than on themm atreet ?"'
"'Perhiaps we'd better go in the parn
and1( get a drinkil of water. "i
"'Id screami~ fir'st."
''Why wouild y'ou scream, love ?"
"'Oh ! hecaune-ecauise, oh I look
.0us, there's an ice cream saloon."
"'I read, Angelique, darling, in th
paper,that. ice. cream onitainied the germ
of smallspox. Th'lat's the reason I didn'
ask you to have some. Let's go and ge
some sod(a water."
WVhen Angeliqjue got home she scr-ean
ed to ma that she'd "never go out wit
that stingy, old, bald-headed heathe
Joinson wai a boy. There is nothing
peculiarly startling in this assertion, but
there is soniething peculiarly startling
in that boy. His iame is George and
every time George makes a move the
whole town gets upi and Whoops itself
and goes out oin i target excursion after
George has shaved more cats with his
father's clipping miachine, has broken
more windows, knows more about water
melon patclies, catches more malted fsli,
sends more strangers on imaginary er
rands, and abounds iml more pure eus
medness- thli aly urchin of his size,
weight, age, length of feet inl all Closter.
When the neighbors look at their bro
ken window or himt around for things
that George's mischievous propensities
have induced him to hide, they feel like
'hiding' him, and remaxek 'that Johnson
must have been devilesh fond of children
to raise that boy.'
Johnson isn't the only man that raised
that boy. le has bon raised by nearly
every citizen from the Hlackensack to the
Tihe other day it poor ol deeirpit native
drove into town. He drove at crowhait
horse, and it wagon as old and stale as
last year's pie.
The native drew up in front of the
hotel,let himself down out of the wagon,
and went in to get a a 'drap iv apple
le had just loaded the glass ip t.(o the
French roof when tho train came along.
Wheni the whistle shrieked the horse
summoned all its latent strength, and b Iy
il almiiost, superhiuman effort, pricked nyi)
its ears. Then it started of.
The native dropped the ontents of
the glass--down his throat, and startied
after the ainimal. The horse was about
one hundred yards ahead when he passtd
Johnson's stable. George took in flhe
situation at a glance. He ruhied oit,
yelled 'whoa,' started after the animid,
changed his mind, turned around and
caught the old11 man.
'Lemme go,' yelled the native, 'I want,
to ketch that horse.'
George said, 'Oh,' let the man go, and
started after the horse again.
Then he again changed his mind,eamie
back and caught the citizel again, re.
"By Jimmy, I CIni't stand idle an' see
this thing going on. I mllust ketch sum
think, I'll hold yoll,' and he did.
At the jinetiom is a drug store. The
horse didn't know which road to take,
and choosing a hi appy medimni welit
Johnson says that the boy innst save
up and pay for damages. We think he
will, for -esiaw him playing pxool receil -
ly, and every time lie won a game he
'There's another rounld saved.'
Land Without. an Owiner.
Out in Butler county, Pa., two miles
from Bakerstown, lies seventy acires of
land for which no owner can he fouind.
Forty-five years ago, in 1836, Richard
Gibson and his wife bought the land aUd
there they lived until death claimed
theme. Those days, from all accounts
were not days of peace and happiness.
Of worldly goods they had enomgh anid
to sparei(, bmt buoth were oif a tacit un
from the world they livedl anid quarrl'ted
until 1870, wh'len Richard. Gibmsonm laid
down'm the burden andt paissed( acrioss thue
dark iver('. After his death Mr's Glibsonu
shut herself upt morI'Qehloely tlhanx ever.
Alone in the farmi-houise she mniaged
to exist until the peop)lhe ini the vicinity
camne to loo0k upon01 it ats the mo1st. naituiral
thing in the world. Finally, a timi
canme in March, 1880t, when she wias
miissedl. No one had seen her for se've'ratl
(days and the house was forced. Lyinig
on the floor they f'ouund Mrs. Gibson
suffering from a uit. She nuever rallied,
but died ini two days. The Gib~sonls had
no children, no known relative, no
friends. The in-'ophe who head closed
Mrs. Gilbs1on' yes in de(athI searched
theo house. Albouit hecr clothing and in
various nooiks aend crevices $758 wer'e
found, but 110 l1papers which would reveal
who she anid her hushbuad were. The
imney was turn'ied into the Buitler
coun~ty courlts, and two'( mieni namied
Shuepard and Fer'gus*on were appouinted
admiinistrators. Naturally eachl wenit to
his attorney for instruction, and( each
attorntey immdialte(ly~ notified .te At tor
ney G.ene'ral of the State that anl e'stafe
without heirs was lying in Butler
A search was inst ituted1 to discover
the past history of the deceased. Tt was
foundl that ini 1826 lie had1( ownied a sad
dler'y shop in Leeds, England, befoire he
camne to the United States. In 1840 a
brother had lived with huimu in Bumtlei
couinty, got inI debt to the anmount o1
three hndred pounds sterling, and left.
going dowin th'e river, fro m which tim<
inothing hats beeii heard oif him. Abou
the same time Gibson had a brother-in
law, named Gill, in that city, lie was
eingaged in the livery business, the firm'i
iname being Gill & Whtitehey, but ii
trace can lhe found (of either oif the par't
* ners. So the case stands. The propert:~
1 is worth $100 an aere, andl if at the emi
t (of seveni year's no heirs come forward,i
Sgoes to the State. Oneflitth of its valu
will be the rewvard of the personm wh
tfirst informed the Attorney General tha.
h the property had no claimant, andi~ thi
n quesionl is which of the. lawvyers got hx
work in first.,
The Prelistoric Aterlean.
The high blui's and banks of the Mis
iissippi River near Chicago are dotted
xith Indian mounds, and large numbers
>f theso wonderful sepulchres of the pre
istoric age have been thoroughly ex
lored, yet nothing has been discovered
by which the cientist (an, with any
legree of certainty, arrive at the date of
their erection or the history of the mys
teriou people who engaged inl their
itructuro. These mouinds are synune
trically built, md range from three to
six feet in height and from eight to six
toon feet in breadth at the baise. Your
correspondent has assisted inl exploring
a dozen or more moumids in this neigh
borhood, aid in almost every instance a
pit, parallelogram in shape, hias been
found, dug evidently about two and a
half feet below the original surface of
the ground, about six feet long, and
four feet wide, with the bottom and Hides
of hard baked elay. These pits are filled
with human hoies, represeiting al
ages, buried in most cases inl a sitt.ing
posture against the sides with legs ox
tending to the centre. Over these Hbones
are found layers of anhydrous earth of
dark color, hard from prosilure, but
which easily eri minihiled into titne powder.
Above this is i stratum of hard baked
clay or e(.'ment, on tle top of which is
foun1dI a layer of ashe1s mingled with
hurnt shells and boies. In several in
stantes the first. thing struck after re
muiOving the earth from the tops of the
mon011ds were flat )ieCes of linmcstoie
joiled together as tightly Its though
litted by nature. In tonet nitund ul
et'hIetd on Iwhat is ealled the PortIge, ak
short distance west of Chicago, were
found holes indicating a race of gigai
tie stature. One immenise skull wis se
ctured which measured fifteen inchies
from the ottipital to the froniital honte.
The largest moud in the Portage groui
which was explored wa found to ht
literally tilled with bones, ani sixteeti
skulls, all in a good statt of Ir'tservi.a
tion, wtere removed from the mess. It
every one was a deep indeintationi on th<
left. side, a little above and behind thtl
orifice of the ear, as tholiugh cruishei'd it
with a blunt instrument.. Relies wer
found inl the shape of copper bodkins
ehisels anid wedges, all fiinely wrought
axtes, arrows aid spetr heads, made of I
spec'ies of flint not fouid inl this iegioii
a sinigular antd 1inely fhished peai-shape<
implement of stone, probably usel fo
skinning aninals ; great numbers of thi
large teeth of some carnivorous aliinmal
. ..,.1 f ho- M.h hear : in soie, in
stance., large pearls, sone of exquisit
lustre, perforated to be strng, aiid
piece Of pottery abouit. twelve inchles il
hiight., urii shpedimml, rou1nd tont tie Ibtttoi
OnI top of onle of the most. romnanti
blhffs inl the Up1ihtr Misigsiippi onitri
ithout ight. miles fron Chicago, over
looking what is called the Sanid Prairic
are lit) etss than 100 pirehistorie mionund
unliform11 inl sizeV, ma141l ranged inl rows U
from e.igit to ten. They aro locate
near lith' e1ge of' the biluifi aid one larg
m1ouni1d stamits( like It set.iIinIl on tihe vter
poiit. of the einieniee. Behind fhiu
and abtloit 1 4 twenity feet. away is a dle]
dhitc'hi, restemlding sometwhmat the westter
sink hlte, yef t'tlcoopedt (lit., midoubiiltedly
b y theit sain( iiysfter'ions1 haiids wiel
rearied111i lile mounds adjatceint. Ytiiou io
retsponden~t'it ats~sistetd ini oipening ai ha
dozein tif the(se motunuds, which contfainei
ntthing bunt flat stones, with bonmes un1
In the township tif West, (alena, 0o
the Nie'kol far'm, are to lie foiundl lint's
ftirtifi catioins, buiilt ev itdently ftor pin
thme brow (If a high elevatitn, skir'tin;
the niorth sitde (If it compi~letely. Bhin
tteste enim kinenits or fort'itieins is
finte level country. A short distanice I
theu retar andit at thle imiiddle tif the otiit
lint' of' the works is a imouniid in thi
shapthe of a htuse, and at thme iiorthiwei
exti'tmnity tof the samte line, anid about ai
eq(ual tdistanue beheimi it, is anotit
imtund ini the shiape of a reptile.
Th'Ie for't.ifientions1 are abuitit 2 fteeti
height, about 8 feet wiole at the base
and fully 30 feet long. One or two<
thieim have b ieen thoronghly explore<
lhut inotling hits beenm ftiund, not evt
Eight. TI'imes'i Ther' Weighmt ini (otl.
TIhie cut-flowver biusiness,another phan
tof hitrt iculture, is pier'hiaps greater m ti
Uinit.ed Statcs thnm ini any othier part<
the woi'ld. Ce'rtainly the use of C1
flowt'rs ini New York ftor beotupets, ha
kt'ts, and othier designs, is fari great
thiti ini eitheitr L~ondton or Par'is, and tl
taste slitowin in thmeir ar'rngement here
vastly supiorit. It iS t'stimated thm
three imillioni of dollars were paidl for el
tlowt'rs ini New Ytirk in 188t0, one-the
ofC which was ftor rose( hluds. Iimini
glaiss struciture's are'O eretedt ini tilet Sil
urbhs for thit spieciail purp'lose oIf growim
cit flowers tto suppl~iy thme hoineu
niker's oif the city. Not le'ss than tweo
tv ner'es oif glaiss 'surface i s devoted1
ti Im t purpose tif forcing i'os's alone, di
ing the wiinterl mon~iths. At 5some( se
50ons thet pi'ices pamid ftii thes'e forcetd i't
b huds are perfectly astoutinig. Om
girower, of Matdiston, N. J., took i
New York three hiinidred biutds of ti
cr(1'imsoni rotse known as " (Oeneral Jma
qumintiiiot," for which lhe ri'(('ve
at wholesale, three hiundri
dotllars, andt whichi, iio doubtht, were' r'
I tailedt at a dollar anti fifty cents to to
t dollars each. A flower dealer in Fon
a teenth street, a few days biefore Chi'
nmts, receiveod the only four (of this aan
tvmariety of rose that were offeredo in tI
city, anid found a customer for them
' sixty dollars, or fifteen dollars apiece,
t i mes the valte of their wecight i
Suffering for Sin.
A correspondent writing from Los
Vegas, New Mexico, relates some of the
remarkable doings of the religious do
votees in that part of the world, where a
class of Penitents, whose order originat
ed in Europe in a former century, still
las representatives. These people seek
to Imiake atonement for sin by inflicting
upon themselves severe corporal punish
ient. Tie following are examples of
their peculiar performances:
On a mesat or tableland to the west of
the city, I, with a number of Americans,
went early this morning to see the last
'"seance" of the Lenten siason. A ium
ber of stalwart Mexicans were stripped
to the waist, sonic wearing nothing more
than albreecheloth, while others wore
nothing but coarse merino drawers.
These great hulks of superannuated
manhood were each provided with thont s
or cudgels. With all their strength .n
their athletic limbs they lashed their
backs with their instruments of torture
until streams of blood trickled down
their backs and stained the only garment
they wore. Whack! whack! wthiack! fell
the blows, and the knowing on1es tell us
that for six weeks just such an ordeal
had to be passed through every day.
While standing on the outskirts of the
arena in which the inu were playing
tag with theiselves (we could not ap
proach nearer than a stone's throw on
aIccouttt of Vol1ntary Mexican guards
probubly friemids of the religious contor
tioIists) we heard at tumult and our at
tention Wis directed to ia jical, or rude
stockade-house, antid we saw a sight sel
doim witnessed even in this God forsaken
ieck of the woods. Half ia dozent stout
mena were dragging a wonmat by the
heels aeross the stony, stubbled prairie,
She was almost, if not entirely nudeand
as sh wits being dragged along she ut
tered thel moi ust sorrowful lamentations
iiiginble. Hecr iniumman escorts hauled
her over the rough ground for a distance
of two or three squiares to a place where
it heavy cross, roughly hown aid prlimi
tively joined, was lying. Here they i
hleised her. Without, a protest she help
ed to raise the heavy burden to her back
I an1id, fairly tottering under the load,made
ter way back to the house whence she
had coei, her mtiale companions follow
ilig alongside to see that the task was
imposed to its 'fullest extent. Two or
three times I thought she would surely
ftall aid be crnshed under the heavy
%weight, but she trudged bravely on and
passed into the narrow portal of the jical.
The wile, spreading arnims of the cross
impeded its going further, and the frail
penitent who had carried it fell upon the
iloor more dead and alive. I asked what
1 had been the offe'nse for such a laborious
coifessional, and was told that she liad
I been too protligate in her conduct to
r ward miei, and this was to expiate the
traiisgression. It was indeed a monial
Before we had left the strange scenes,
- I saw several females, dressed in a man
South Sea Islands, walking on their ox
poIed knees 1 and down A stony hill
side. Their limbs were bleeding pro
11 fusely, and the ground over which they
passed waS streaked with blood. Sick
e 0ned at the sight of the barbarous puni
tionis, we were glad enough to leave the
spot mid setik more cheerful scenes.
- I remember two years ago being at
, 'hilili, Col., w Ier a very extraordinary
, penitential performance was gono
f through with. A native had conitted
it prodigious error and alsked to ho put
through it good trouncing, something
IIoi'e severe thiam he himself could in
flict. He was accordingly sewed up in
, a long gunny sack, to the foot of which
W[l I stronig lariot. When all
wa s in reatdiniess aL brionicho was brought
forlh anid tlie lariiot fastened~to the hon
of the saddle. While in this helpless
anditt htorrifyinmg 'oniditioni thme horses was
- driveni around a cirele. This punish
iimint, wais atpparently not suflcient, so
Sabouat twenity mien atrmed with clubs fol
lewedi the horses and boat the fanatic in
Side the baig until he wvas speechless.
When released, his tormentors gave
aniiothmer clubi exercise, anid the result
was the imn wanldered off on the plainis
--amid diedl. In Mora county, a year ago,
gIa penitent was actually nailed to the
cross after lhe had carried it so far that
his strenigthi gave out.
0 tlIo-Iintces and1 Itoligion.
S Job~stown, New Jersey, probably
0namied after the only prophoetof a bilious
t nature spiokeni of ini the Scriptures, was
n until aL few years ago, an obscure village
at few miles outside of Mount Holly,
Burlington County, New Jersey. "'Up
Sthe road a piece" fromt theO cross-roads
str fjolly Sam Weatherall is the mag
niificenit stock-breeding farm of Pierro
1Lorillard, covering upward of throe
Sthtoutsand acres. L~ocatedl there is a flue
old1 mansion, surrounded by splendid
stables, barntis, residences, outhiouses,
Swinid-mills, aln artificial lake,flsh-houses,
andl a hundred other objects of interest
Sstretching inito tihe disttance, found only
L on ai stock breeding farm of such pro
-portiomns. Tihiere were lively times at the
farm last Wednuesdaiy wtheni the neOws was
rflashed by cable from England to that
oremot l)No'( in~ .Jersey that Iroquois had
won th D~erby, for it is where thme spleni
at'i. aia had lived sinice a yearling.
The oys oln the Iplace semnt downt to
-( Weatherall's store for flags and brooms
andI these emb lemus were quickly trans
Sferred to the houses and stables of the
pghlace, making it hook like a gala (lay.
''"We will get a mnew E~piscopahianm
Church no0w," said omne of the old citizens
to of Jobstownm to the writetr.
S "Why, how is that?" iniquired thme
" Well, Mr. Lorillard said if lie womn
the Dery hue wudput up achurch for
us, amid lhe always keeps htis wordl."
i"W~ell, then, it's a big victory for the '
cause of religion its well as for Americani
"'Oh, yes; but then Mr. Lorillard is
~ liberal in those matters antyhtow, and
gives to alhl denominationns."
te A NJOiIBY young traveler im TeXan wont
mo Into a store and asked the proprIetor if he
rtt had black kids, I'ho young minan doesn't ~
r see why the storekeeper came over the
Li counter and broke up all the furniture