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THE INDIANAPOIJS JOURNAIi, SUNDAY, APRIL 3, 1887-TVELVli3 PAGES.
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THE LAST BUFFALO HUNT.
The Smithsonian Outfit Gets "Left," Be
ing Robbed of Ilard-Earned Prey.
Ekulkinjr Savages Steal the Skin of a Mighty
Ball War-Paint and Defiance
Hunters Hopping Mad.
Bv Wlllinm T. Uomadav. Author of
'Two Years In
the Jungle" Copy righted.
As I said before, the rest of the boys had a
buffalo hunt while I was ' wrestling with the
skins and skeletons of the four already killed,
and this was how it happened:
It had taken us the whole of the day following
onr first "kill" to set over to the Buffalo Buttes,
as we afterward named them, and skin one buf
falo. We camped in the coulie where we found
the water, and early the next morning started
cat with the empty wagon to visit the three re
maining buffalo, skin them and haul in their
hides. Russell rode to a high butte, a mile away
from our course, to take a look, and Jim Mc
Naney rode off south on a hunt While the rest
of as were working like beavers to dig a crossing
for the wagon at a very deep coulie Russell came
galloping down to us, shouting: !
"Take out that brown horse! There are four
more buffalo down yonder!"
We dropped our tools, unhitched both horses,
fand snatched the harness off their backs in just
about two minutes. They were both capital
horses for hunting buffalo, even though one was
blind of an eye. Russell was so eager to kill a
' buffalo that I gave him old Brown in place of
The Digger he was then riding. Feeling sure
that my buffalo bull would Bpoil unless I staid
by to keep him from it, I gave Brown my roan
horse, saddle and rifie, that he might have a go
at the buffalo. The seventh man of our party,
private West, who was on furlough, and had
elected to remain with us, took The Digger, bare
backed, and joined the chase.
They overtook four buffalo in the bad grounds
north of me, across Taylor creek, but, owing to
the bad behavior of Boyd's horse, which was
very high spirited, they did not get a single
good shot from the ground. At the first alarm
away went the buffalo, with all hands hard after
them. Russell soon overtook the bunch,
wounded a cow, brought her down a little later,
and stopped long enough to kill her. Of the
others, two were fine old bulls, and one was a
frisky yearling. Boyd wounded one of tho bulls,
which left the others, headed west, and settled
down for a long run, with the cowpuncher in
hot pursuit.
Russell gave chase to the other bull, which
the calf ran with for a long distance, and fol
lowed him under whip and spur while he de
scribed an immense semi circle of about five
miles. The hunt swung around me as if I were
a pivot, part going one way and part the other.
I heTd every one of the shots, and even saw
part of the chase, but was powerless to join it.
Even if pursuit is not better than possession, it
certainly is more exciting. On each of the three
different times when the rifles began their rapid
fusillade amonc ti.e distant hills, and the pecu
liar muffled Vsl ni' of each shot was wafted to
my eager ears iey made me dance around that
big bull skin with the impatience of a hound
chained in sight of a fox-chase. It was dread
fully tantalizinsr, and no one else will ever know
what 1 suffered that day. All I could do was to
count the shots and say every now and then:
"Go to 'em, boys great guns! I wish I was
there!"
Russell finally overhauled his bull away off to
the southeast, rode close alongside of him as he
ran, and emptied his six shooter into the top of
his loins. He died. Meanwhile the calf got
away from Russell only to run foul of Jim, two
miles further south. Jim saw him coming, and,
when he had fairly arrived, sent a ball through
bis lungs, which promptly ended his career.
Boyd's bull lad him a weary chnse. He ran
about three miles west, crossed Taylor creek,
and ran three miles south, then bore off south
east, and ran about eight miles more. Then
Boyd and Jim came together, and by a very
clever maneuver got within range of the bnrly
old bison, fired together and killed him. As
it was then late in the afternoon, and
they were six miles from camp, they neatly
disemboweled the buffalo, ripped the skin of the
legs to facilitate the final act on the morrow, and
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reiurueu id chuiu. cciuro vuo us; onuru vus
rest of us had skinned all the dead buffalo ex
cept Russell's cow, Boyd's bull and the yearling
ealf. They were so far off we could not get at
tbem, nor had we time to haul in any of the
hides. It would be a hard matter for eight buf
falo to. be more effectually scattered, or in worse
gronnd, than those killed up to that time. But
if we bad even dreamed of what was going to
happen that night there would have been
mounting and riding after worse game than
buffalo.
That night the whole camp was jubilant. We
had found buffalo at last, and every hunter bad
blood on his whiskers. We had bagged eight
buffalo out of fourteen, and in less than a month
had nearly half completed our allotted task. We
chopped up sage brush, built a rousing fire down
In the bottom of the coulie, cooked and feasted
n savory rump de buffalo, tenderloin a la cow
puncher, canned corn, Dutch-oven bread and
toffee. The man with a weak appetite was not
there. We joked, and laughed, and sang songs,
i ind told each othsr all manner of lies about our
adventures until our beds in dry grass fairly
j rawned for us. 1 he weather was simply glon
'ins. and our slumbers were not loud but deep.
The next morning it was planned that Russell
Chould ride back to our camp on Calf creek for a
pack-load of salt, oats and grub; Boyd and Brown
Vere to skin the cow in the bad grounds, while
West and I should take the wagon, and with Jim
for pilot, go to the calf and big bull, skin both,
nd haul in the hides.
It was a lone and tedious drive. To get around
r great and series of impassible couhes that lav
m our way, and find a practicable route along
Uhe divide, we had to drive three or four miles
away from our destination before we could even
tart toward it. Fortunately the ground was
good. Thera was no sage-brush to pull through,
and the surface of the hlgh-rolline upland was
as smooth and bard as a meadow. Indved.it
was a vast, closely-shaven, natural meadow of
buffalo grass, as fine as can be found in all Mon
tana. Jim trotted ahead to find a practicable route
for the wagon, and whenever the surface per
mitted we rattled along at a lively rate to accom
plish our task and get back to camp before
dark. We passed half a dozen herds of ante
lope, containing seventy or eighty head all told,
the greatest number we saw in one day during
the whole trip. We could have easily, killed two
or three, but resolutely resisted all temptations,
and did not fire a single shot Excepting one or
two coyotes that got up and sneakingly trotted
off out of sight, we saw no other living creatures.
" In spite of brisk driving and no stops, it was
2 o'clock in the afternoon when we reached the
yearling calf, but in less -than half an hour it
was measured, skinned, quartered and landed in
the wagon. Without losing a moment. we then
set out for the big bull, which was still three or
four miles further on. Boyd had declared that
by the fairest kind of hand measurement that
buffalo was six feet high at the shoulders a per
fect monster in size, every wav considered. He
bad dilated upon the magnificent proportions
and pelage of that bull until my expectations
had been raised to the highest pitch, and I said
to the boys: "Now, if that bull really is the
largest when he comes under the tape-line he is
.the one we will mount for the museum." Since
he was in all likelihood the largest one in the
lot, I was sorry that I had not been, the one to
kill him. But no matters-it was all in the
family.
As we neared our prize the countrv grew more
rough, and the buttes all looked so much alike
Jim missed his direction a time or two. and took
us a little out of our way. We wound in and
out, up and down, across coulies and around
buttes for a lone time, until at last we saw Jim
pull np and look back at us.
' "He's found it," said West "It's down in the
bed of this coulie." But we could not see it yet
The next moment he jumped off his horse,
cried out:
"Great heavens, fillers! just enme here and
see what's been done!" and ran down the lnk.
I drooped the lines, sprane out of the waron
and ran after him. A single glance was enough.
Down 'n the bottom of the coulie lay what was
left of the great bison. The skin was gone, the
lees were gone, and the hopes of the hugcar
CBfshad been picked clean. There was hardly
a pound of good meat left on the whole skeleton.
The lee bones had been broken up by human
coyotes for the marrow they contained, and tha
fragments lav scattered all about The head
had been left nnskinned, but the tongue had
been hastily cut out. A generous strip of bright
Ted flannel wag tied around the base of the
flossy black horn that was uppermost. One
Vde of the head had been painted red, by smear
fisr the color on the ha.r, and on turning it over
we found that the other side had been painted
fellow. Close to the carcass was a patch of bare
land, and en its tell-tale surface we saw the
track i of many moccasin.
"That's Indians' work!'' cried Jim. with .
nirhty swear word.
It eertainly was, for a fact.
"Fellers, that's fresh war-paint, and it mean
business. Look out blanked sharp now, for
tbem devils aint fur from here, right now!'
He strode up to his horse, yanked his Win
chester out of its scabbard, and glared angrily
at the buttes all about us.
"Keep a mighty sharp lookout from this on,
and keep your guns right along with you. We
don't want them onery cusses to get the drop on
us. and I fer one don't want to be shot until I've
kilied some Indians, blank dash their thieving
souls." m
It was exasperating beyond description. To
work so hard to find buffalo, to kill such a fine
one after a fourteen-mile chase over bad ground;
to dress the carcass no light matter, let me as
sure you and drive such a weary distance to it
with a wagon, only to find the skin stolen and the
skeleton ruined by cowardly. 6knlking redskins,
was a little too much. All that was bad enough,
but to find the only unstealable portion smeared
over with nasty war-paint and a dirty red rag
tied to it. was entirely too much. The unmiti
gated gall of tho sneaking coyotes in thus fling
ing defiance in our faces would have made a
shootine matter of it if we had laid eyes on them
then. They were too lazy and unskillful to kill
a buffalo on their own hook, but they were cute
enough when it came to skulking up to our prize
by right i.nd getting away with it; and then, as
Jim remarked, they will tell their squaws when
they get home how they chased and killed a big
buffalo.
Up to that time we had seen no Indians, nor
any signs of them, and no one dreamed there
were any in that country. irue enougn, we
knew that several bands of Piegan thieves
had been stealing stock and terrorizing the
country further west, and that more serious
troubles were feared; but that was our first in
timation that any of them had sought shelter in
our bad lands.
We cut off the head of the buffalo, put it into
the wagon, and started off to get the skin and
skeleton of Russell's big bull on our way to
camp. What if the hounds had found that also?
It mado me quake to think of it, and we hurried
on, fer.ring the worst If they had found it and
the carcass certainly lay in a very conspicuous
place good evening!
Jim rode in advance, and scouted the country
on both sides of our course. Although the
wrathv cowbov tried hi3 best to find Indians, he
fouud only a rock sign they had erected on the
ton of a butte, which be revengeluuy aasnea
over the steep side. If all hands had only been
there, equipped for the hunt, how quicKiy. ana
even joyfully would we have struck out to hunt
up and recover that skin. We fairly thirsted for
Indian gore tnat afternoon, ana baa we met me
thieves who stole our spoil we might easily have
got ourselves into a first-class scrape.
To our great reiiet we louna me stun oi itus-
sell's buffalo undisturbed, and further on we
picked up the skins and meat of two more of
onr victims, it was long alter aarn wnen -we
finally got to camp with our heavy load, and tne
horses were all tired out I hey bad chased buf
falo and pulled the wagon without rest for
nearly ten days.
If ever any hunters were "noppin' mad, we
had just six in camp that night. Aside from
the loss of a magnificent buffalo skin, worth
$200 at least, and which could not have been
bought of us for $500, the impudent redskins
"had given us dirt " as the cowboys expressed it.
and the damage thereby inflicted upon our feel
ings could not be estimated in dollars and cents.
Some of the boys thought that by their lavish
expenditnre of war-paint and red flannel the
Indians actually intended to warn us out of the
countrv.
Russell's voice was still for war. Jim and
Boyd told me quietly, but pointedly, that they
were ready to stay by me in whatever I wanted
to do, although they had little hope of our ever
finding the Indians who stole the hide. Well,
the question of what to do really decided itself.
Our horses were all "played out." and needed
several days' rest to make them fit for another
hard pull. We bad on our banda seven buffalo
skins, one head and three big skeletons only
half preserved, and unless the skins received
close attention during the next three days some
of them would come to grief. . Moreover, after
our anger cooled a little, I told the boys I would
not be willing to see one of them shot, or be shot
myself, for half a dozen buffalo skins, precious
though they were: and since it might take two
weeks, and it might take forever, to find those
redskins, we might as well put down that hide
tinder the head of profit and loss.
The next night we picketed all our horses
close to camp, and watched them all night, but
without incident We hunted the country
where the Indians had been as thoroughly as our
tired horses conld da it, but saw no dispensers
of war-paint The only sign we discovered was
an Indian bridle ornamented with red flannel,
feathers, and beads, which we found in the bot
tom of a coulie, where some rider had dropped
it We were very careful of our buffalo skins
after that, and our horses, too, but from first to
last we saw no Indians whatever. ' The gang
which played it so low down on ns turned up
later at the Lu-bar ranch, with pieces of our
buffalo skins under their saddles. They were
Piegans, and their were eleven of them not
so many that our party of six need have been
afraid to call upon them bad we found them;
but in any case it would have been a rash and
ill-advised proceeding. The cattlemen and
cowboys in that country would have been the
worse for it, even if we had recovered our stolen
robe.
. HUMOR OF THE DAT.
Funcb, Brothers, Punch;
Jfew Tort Sun.
Bobby was at church for the first time, and,
after he had dropped a nickle into the contribution-box,
he turned to his mother and whispered
audibly:
"Ma, that man didn't ring up my fare."
Physiology iu School.
Boston Fecord.
"That's right. John Henry, speak up. How
long did yon say the bronchial tubes wore!"
"Eleven hundred feet"
"Oh no, John; you are somewhat wrong.
That is about the distance sound travels in a
second."
What Woman's Sphere Is.
Pittsburg Chronicle-Te'eeraph. -
Now woman's sphere" began Mrs. McSwil
ligen. "Ob. yes, I know what that is," replied her
husband.
"Well, what is itl"
"Why, woman's fear is a mouse."
Life la Mew Jersey.
New York Sun.
Visitor (to resident of Rah way) That is a
very odd-looking skeleton you have in the glass
case there, Mr. Redmudd.
Mr. Redmudd It is all that remains of poor
Jumbo.
Visitor What was Jumbo when in the flesh?
Mr. Redmudd My wife's favorite mosquito.
Sized Up.
Pnck.
Inquirer (Sunday, a. m.) Can you direct me
to a place of worship, sir? IV from Portland,
Maine, and a stranger in the city.
New York Citizen It's pretty hard getting it
nowadays, but I guess if you go over and whis
per my name Cooney in Con Driscoll's family
entrance key-hole, he'll let you in.
A Narrow Escape.
New Yorfe Sun.
Amateur Actor (to professional) Have you
ever been injured in any railroad accidents
while traveling about the country, Mr. Ham.
Professional I had my leg broken once on
my way from Chicago to New York.
Amateur How did it happen?
Professional Trying to get out of the way of
a train.
Scaring a Veteran.
Merchant Traveler.
"You know Jimmy Saywell?" said a traveler
"Yes." "Well, he's a great poker player." "Yes,
be has the reputation of being one of the best in
the city. Lots of nerve. Never known to back
down before a poor hand." ' es, but I saw him
scared nearly to death the other dav at a small
pair." "Indeed! Who held it" "The nurse;
they were twins.
A Blue-Grass Idiot
N-w Tork Sun.
Kentucky Coroner (sarcastically, to witness)
You say that a quart bottle full of whisky was
found in the pockets, and yet you think the un
fortunate man committed suicide?
Witness Yes, sir.
Kentucny Coroner Well, if you think that
anybody would commit snieids with a quart'of
whisky in his pocket you must be a person of
very low intelligence.
Arbitration.
Boston Courier.
"Are you going to strike, ma?" asked the little
boy, as he tremblingly gazed upon the uplifted
shingle.
"That's just wh it I'm going to do."
"Can't we arbitrate, ma. before you strike?"
"I'm just going to arbitrate." she said, as the
shine: '.a descended and raised a cloud of dust
from the seat of a pair of pantaloons "I'm just
going to arbitrate, my son, aud this shingle is
the board of arbitration."
He Won the Ket
WshiDsrton t'ritin.
lie bad been going to see her for a long time,
hut would never state the object of his visits.
Last night he mustered up sufficient courage.
"Wiil you be my wife?" he asked simply and
earnestly.
"Yes, Henry, I will," she replied, all in a
tremor of blushing excitement. .
"Ah, thanks." he said. "I bet Chollie Brown
a package of cigarettes you would say 'yes.' Do
yon smoke? It's quite the thing", don't you
know."
BEADING FOR THE DAY.
Sunday-School Lesson for April 10. 1887.
Joseph Exalted Gen. xii, 38-48.
Goldon Text Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust
also in Him, and He shall bring it to pass. Psalms
xxxvii, 5.
Joseph at seventeen became the slave of an
officer high in authority in Egypt In that coun
try intelligent and reliable servants became
great favorites, and had large freedom as slave
A great temptation was forced upon him. He
successfully resisted it, but at the cost of his
liberty. We have received a wonderful con
firmation of the probability of the exact truth of
the story of the temptation and imprisonment
of Joseph through an old Egyptian papyrus re
cently discovered and translated, entitled "The
Two Brothers." It is, perhaps, as old as the
times of Joseph, and gives a similar story.- The
false charges of Potiphar's wife sent Joseph to
prison when he was about twenty-seven. During
the three years that followed he endeared him
self to all the prisoners, especially
to the chief butler of the king,
nuu nao tuou ui j l i,uuuu r 7 -
Vvv tha, nf find, ip.termrt.i noma wonderful I
dreams, and the chief butler afterwards brines
the fact to the knowledge of the King (chap, xi,
9-13.) The King bad had some strange dreams
that none of his wise men conld interpret, and
Joseph was sent for (verse 14.) He tells the
King that he cannot, of his own power, explain
the vision, but "God shall give Pharaoh an an
swer in peace" (verse 10. ) Joseph magnifies the
name and power of God. and as soon as he hears
the strange dreams of the seven fat and seven
lean kine coming up from the river, and of the
seven good ears of com and the seven blasted
ones, he tells the King their meaning. Without
any of the aids or books of the magicians he de
clares the purpose of God to send seven years of
great abundance, to be followed by "seven years
of famine that shall consume the land" (verses
25-30.) He then advises Pharaoh to appoint offi
cers over the land, and to store away one-fifth
of the produce of the yeara of plenty to be used
in the years of famine. It would seem that the
people would need for their own U3e each year
one-fifth of the abundance, leaving the remain
ing three-fifths for the use of commerce. Egypt
was then the granary of the world.
LESSONS.
L Success is possible at thirty, and if we gain
any great success in life we may secure a large
measure of it by that age. Joseph, David, Dan
iel, Samuel and Gideon are illustrations of this
great law. In our own age it seems to be
especially true.
2. The elements of the success of Joseph are
such that any youth can appreciate and imitate,
and so mate himself worthy of some throne of
power, il.) ilia virtues were tnea ana provea.
(2.) He was faithful in little things. (3.) He
was cheerful in adversity. (4.) He -delighted
in helping others. (5.) He was free from envy
and malice. (6. ) He was ready for his oppor
tunity. (7.) He had the favor of God.
3. Every young person should believe that
there is waiting for him some place of power,
and that if he is worthy and ready he may have
it
GENERAL APPLICATION.
The story of Joseph's prosperity should be
used to encourage the many of our young peo
ple who feel that if they were not protessing
Christians they could do better in business and
have more friends. Mauv have some doubt
whether it "pays" in this world to be decidedly
conscientious. Urge home these lessons: (1.)
Virtue vindicated. : (2. ) Virtue appreciated. (3. )
Virtue trusted. (4. ) Virtue rewarded.
Religious Notes.
Sir Philip Sidney: There is no service like his
who serves because he loves.
Hebrew Standard: Sensational preaching is
nothing but the pulpit touching its eap to the
stage.
Boston Journal: A well known city missionary
says there are thirty different languages spoken
in Boston.
Messrs. Moody and Murphy are still at work
in Chicago and their meetings are increasing in
interest and good results.
Dr. Lansdell, the English missionary, dis
tributed in one year no less than 56,500 Bibles
among the exiles of Siberia.
Theodore Parker: Let men laugh when you
sacrifice desire to duty, if they will. You have
time and eternity to rejoice in.
The Chicago Interior says that the Presbyte
rian Church in the United States has 5,546 or
dained ministers, of whom about five, thousand
are fit for service.
Professor Phelps: If a man is faithful to
truth, truth will be faithful to him. He need
have no fears. His success is a question of
time.
Pere Hyacinthe is making arrangements to
preach in the Protestant Episcopal Church, in
the Avenue Alma, Paris. It is expected that the
event will mark the final severance of his con
nection with the popish church.
Bishop Taylor is now at work in Liberia, where
he is to remain until May, when he will leave in
time to meet the company of nine recruits from
America, and accompany thera to their fields of
labor in the free State of the Congo.
What thing is harder than the rock?
What softer is than water cleere)
Yet wyll the same, with often droppe,
. The hard rock perce, as doth a speru;
Even so, nothing so hard to attayne.
But may. be hadd with labour aud payne.
Spurgeon: While I am here I will be a child
at home with my God; the whole world shall be
His house to me, and when I ascend into the
upper chamber I shall not change my company
nor even change the house. I shall only go to
dwell in the upper story of the Lord's house for
ever. According to the Missionary Review, a British
publication, there are now 35 women's foreign
miss ionary societies, with 17.7C3 auxiliaries and
3,534 children's bands. They employ 8SG mis
sionaries and 1.644 Bible readers and teachers,
have 54,609 pnpils in tbem. 2.091 shools and have
an income of 233,000 ($1,165,000.)
Dr Livingstone's faithful servant, Susi, who,
with Cbuma, brought the body of their trusted
leader half way across Africa, that it might rest
in his native land, has recently been baptized by
a member of the Universities mission. Susi re
ceived the name of David in baptism, in memory
of the noble man who first taught him what it
was to be a Christian.
A theological seminary is projected by Michi
gan rresoyterians ior Ann Arbor. A society
has been organized to that end. and a wealthy
woman has deeded them one of the best locations
in the city for a site, besides giving them in her
will a fine bouse aud lot adjoining. Fifty thous
and dollars are to be raised in the State, of which
$lo,uw will be used for a building.
The lines given below are well worth commit
ting to memory for the lesson of perseverance
they teach. The queer spelling of some of the
words shows that they were written a very long
time ago. I hey are carved on one of the wall-
panels of an ancient and partly ruined building
in Cornwall, England. Accompanying tbem is
a painting of water dropping from a rock:
The Rev. Jo Cook is evidently on a heavy
aown grade in tne estimation oi .Boston people.
Tbe Herald says he has ceased to be even inter
esting, and adds: "His manner of treating ques
tions nas no longer novelty, and his egotism is
becoming a trifle tiresome. He has never gone
deep enough into his topics at any time to afford
essential edification to those whom he addresses.
Bishop Potter, iu an open letter to the Epis
copal clergy, has notified them that the chances
made in the Prayer Book are not discretionary,
nut obligatory, unless so stated in the rubric.
He says that "the church has incorporated thera
into her worship, and until the same authority
that did so shall remove them it is not withi a
the discretion of any minister of thi3 church .o
omit or disuse them."
According to the Canadian Baptist, encourag
ing reports are being received regarding the
work of the American missionaries at Batiza
Manteke, a town 140 miles from the mouth of
the Congo and forty miles above the lowes fall.
There are now 700 converts, and the region is no
longer a heathen country. The throat-cutting,
the diabolical dances, the poiBon-giving, hitherto
common, are no more.
It was in an experience meeting in an African
Methodist church over in Virginia. A new con
vert bad been giving in his confession. He had
told bis brethren and bis sisters all the sins of
his life, and more, too. with all their aggrava
tions. He had confessed to every crime known
to the statutes, and every sin known to tbe Deca
logue. When he paused for breath, gaspine at
his own wickedness, a brother in .the gallery
shouted solemnly: "Put out dat lamp!" "Why
for?" asked the pastor. "Coz," said the solemn
brother, "de viles' sinner done return."
As is well known the bishops of the English
Church take as their surname the name of their
diocete. Custom Las given a sort of fitness to
this practice in tbe 'case of the old dioceses of
England, but some of the hapless colonial bish
ops are by the rule obliged to assume vry gro
tesque names. In the Official Year Book of the
English Church, we find, for instance, the follow
ing names: II. Barbadoes, etc., Alfred Honolu
lu, J. Moonsonee, A. J. R. Qa'Appelle, G. H.
North Queensland. R. Ruperts Land, T. M.
Travancore aud Cochin, and E. C. Waipee.
Common Sense la Religion.
Christian World.
Speaking once at a clerical meeting, the late
Dr. James Fraser. Bishop of Manchester, re
marked, in reference to sentimental talk about
heaven, and longiner to meet God face to face:
"I venture to say there is 'not one person here
who wishes 'to put on immortality.' Let people
not talk such stuff, and be a little more real
about their religion. The sentimentalism of our
day is one of the subtlest of our religious perils."
And again: "Modern hymns are for the most
part strangely namby-pamby, many of tbem
grossly materialistic, those addressed to our
Lord generally unctuous and sentimental."
Bishop Fraser always called a spade by its right
name.
Fate of the Apostles.
The following brief history of the fate of the
apostles may be new to those whose reading has
not been evangelical:
St Matthew is supposed to have suffered mar
tyrdom or was slain with a sword at the city of
Ethiopia.
St Mark was dragged through the streets of
Alexandria, in Egypt, till he expired.
St Luke was hanged upon an olive tree in
Greece.
St John was put into a caldron of boiling oil,
at Rome, and escaped death. He afterward died
a natural death at Ephesus, in Asia.
St James the Great was beheaded at Jerusa
lem. St. James the Less was thrown from a pinna
cle or wing of the temple, and then beaten to
death with a fullers club.
St Philip was hanged up against a pillar at
Hierapolis. a city of Phrygia.
fet Bartholomew was flayed alive by the com
mand of a barbarous kine.
St. Andrew was bound to a cross, whence he
preached unto the people till he expired.
cm. i nomas was run througn the bodv with a
lance at Coromandei in the East Indies.
St Jude was shot to death with arrows.
St Simon Zealot was crucified in Persia.
St Matthias was first stoned and then he-
headed.
St. Barnabas vas stoned to death bv the Jews
at caiania.
bt Paul was beheaded at Roma hv tb tvrnt
XT -j. .
. MEXICAN BEVERAGES.
o Pleasant Drinks To Be Had at a Reasona
ble Price Semi-Reliffious Saloons.
Correspondence of f be IndianaDolis Journal.
Chihuahua. Mex., March 29. There is, un
doubtedly, a very general impression prevailing
among the people of the United States that the
Mexicans are an exceedingly immoral people,
and that gambling, cock-fighting, bull-baiting
and murder are of such common occurrence as to
attract but little attention from the authorities.
Nothing could be further from the truth. The
Mexicans, as a people, are not boldly and openly
immoral or wicked. They are not active, dash
ing or brilliant in anything. That spirit of con
fidence and self-reliance, so necessary in bold en
terprises, whether good or bad, has been crushed
out of the common people by long years of op
pression on the part of those in power,
and they are irresolute . of pur
pose and feeble in the execution of
any design. Whatever they do in theft or mur
derin burglary or violence of any Kind is
usually done in a sly and stealthy manner, when
the victim -mar be taken by surprise, and the
chances of defeat or of discovery are very slight
indeed.
The fact is that laws in Mexico are reasonably
well enforced. Gambling and bull-fighting are
prohibited in this portion of the republic, except
during a certain "feast" in each year, at which
time an eight-day license may be obtained for
such "amusements," a heavy fee being required
for the permit Cock fighting is still permitted,
but this is not at all a popular pastime, being
pitronized by persons of questiona
ble reputations. It is rapidly fall
ing into disfavor, and will soon
practically cease. Drunkenness, as far as my
observation goes, is not a common vice. There
may be good reason for this in the fact that, in a
large portion of the country, there is no pleas
ant drink obtainable at a reasonable price that
will produce intoxication. Beer, which ia so
generally used and is so cheap in the United
States, is sold in this part of Mexico in quart
bottles at SI the bottle. Very little is manu
factured here, being imported from Chicago,
Milwaukee and St Louis, and the heavy freight
charges and import duties increase tbe cost to
such an extent that the demand is thereby lim
ited. Those who are determined to drink intoxicat
ing liquors are, therefore, forced to the necessity
of using alcoholic drinks, and those to be found
here are of tbe strongest kind. Those who can
afford it use what is known as cognac or French
brandy. Much of this is spurious and impure,
and whether good or bad, is too expensive for
the common people. The masses, therefore, are
driven to the use of a domestic drink
called "tequila," a liquor distilled from
the maguey plant This is a very
cheap beverage, being retailed at about 3 cents
a drink. It will produce as genuine a case of
"plain drunk," with all the dreadful after effects,
as is possible to be realized by an over-indulgence
in "forty-rod" whisky, such as is frequent
ly sold in the States. Tequila, unless first di
luted, is a fearful liquid to take into the stom
ach. It is, however, probably not so injurious as
bad whisky, being, in the language of the patent
pill advertisements, "purely vegetable," and not
doctored with drugs and fusel-oil. But it "takes
hold" of tbe throat and stomach in a way to de
light an old toper who desires a new sensation.
It is not pleasant in taste to the beginner, and
stays with the drinker entirely to closely and
much too long in the matters of odor and bad
after-effects. It is difficult to determine what a
'man will not use as a stimulant, but certainly
tequila with a flavor of salty gin is not a bev
erage which anyone whose taste is not per
verted would "hanker" after.
In some of tho towns that are purely Mexican,
where outside influences have scarcely been
felt, the cantinas, or drinking saloons, mix re
ligion with their liquors in a way that would
hardly be tolerated in many countries. In some
of these shops may be found a picture of the
Blessed Virgin or some popular saint hung
above the barrels of liquor, and occasionally a
little shrine, with a crucifix and lighted candle,
are boldly displayed among the bottles. In these
places the attendant behind the bar is not
an artist in tbe mixing of beverages. To
him such drinks as cocktails, cobblers, brandy
smashes and whisky sours are unknown. Pa
trons are compelled to take their goods straight
No seats are provided in the saloons, and visit
ors to these houses are obliged to driuk stand
ing, if not in silence. The names of these
shops are often very striking, if not sacri
legous. Such names as "La Cantinadel Merced"
the saloon of mercy; "The True Faith," and
"The Mother of God" are to be seen over the
doors of saloons, while the names of tho saints
are made to do duty almost everywhere, and for
almost every purpose.
Speaking of peculiar names and odd signs, re
minds me of a few I have observed in Mexico.
Over one door was the inscription, "Sastrevia
de Jesus Jose Priraero," which being translated
means "Tailor-shop of Jesus Joseph the First
Over another door was inscribed "Maravilla
Fanday Cafe,'' the hotel and restaurant of the
miracle. If it had been named the restaurant
of the "mystery," I shou'd have known at once
that "hash" was a regular and favorite dish at
the establishment While walliiug the streets of
a city one day, I almost involuntarily took. off
ray hat when, on looking up at a building on the
corner, 1 found myself in "LaCalle de San Juan
de Dios' the street of St John of God!
In Mexico all English-speaking persons, and
more especially Americans, are spoken of by the
natives as "gringos," just as foreigners speak of
Mexicans as "greasers." How the American
came to be called "gringo" has never been defin
itely settled. Sxrme say that many years ago a
vessel landed at Mazatlan, on the Pacific coast,
and that while on shore the sailors sang "Green
Grow the Rushes, Oh!" and from this the natives
made up the name applied to English-speaking
persons ever since. Uthers say that Americans
often speak of the stupid natives as "green
horns, and from this appellation the word
"gringo" was derived. The two explanations
are given here as they wera given to me. Hiving
paid his money for the paper the reader is at
perfect liberty to take his choice as to which, if
either, is correct The American, however, is
never offinded when spoken of as a "gringo,"
but the title of "greaser" is very offensive to the
Mexican. It is a wt rd that quite aptly conveys
a correct idea of the lower classes the average
descendant of the Aztec, and the person who
originated it possessed a fine appreciation of the
fitness of terms. . ' . w. o.
Getty&burs Turninjj of the Tide.
'In
va:n the ve warred, tnese battle-scarred! The
gray line's broke," our captain spoke.
And loud and long fierce hailed the pitiless iron's
sleet
Of shot and Bhell, tbe fire of hell; these braves fought
veil!
Embattled hosts gave up their ghosts died at their
posts
Where flashing steel ('mid cannon's peal tbe bloody
flags shot ail to rags),
O'er war's red field did weave the "stars and bars" in
winding sheet.
Ikdiaxapolis. James Lodge.
THE ANIMAL KINGDOM.
Some felines may be destitute of gratitude; all
are not , A cat whose leg had been mangled by
a trap, was tenderly nursed by its mistress until
the wound was healed. Thenceforward, for
many months, each mouse that became its prey .
was taken to its mistress, the cat refusing to eat
it until she had accepted the gift and restored it
to its donor.
Dogs do not chew or smoke; but ardog nearly
always keeps a store of favorite old bones by
him, one of which he loves to brintr to the fire
side, to pass away half an hour before going to
bed gnawing it. while light-hearted dogs will
often end a spell of chewing at their bone with
a game of pitch-and-toss with it I have often
known dogs to play pitch-and-toss with a single
pellet of shot
There is a van horse in Edinburgh, Scotland,
that catches rats. The other day the man in
charge found a dead rat in the manger, and
when he fed his horse again he kept watch, and
soon saw a rat slowly making his way to the
manger. As soon as he began to eat his corn
the horse laid back his ears and made a dive for
the rat, caught him in his teeth, gave him one
pinch and a shake, let him drop, and calmly
kept on eating.
Upon a cape extending from the Islu erf Cyprus
there formerly stood a monastery whose monks
were solemnly bound to keep cats to destroy the
snakes infesting the island. When a certain
bell rang the cats came to their meals, and then
set forth again in Quest of the reptiles. The
monastery and cats were destroyed PV the
Turks, who conquered the island toward the
close of the sixteenth century, but for many
years after the cape was called "Cat cape."
According to Peter Hue, the Chinese used the
cat as a clock. "They pointed out to us," says
the missionary, "that the pupil of its eye con
tracted gradually as noon drew near; that at
noon it was like a hair, or an extremely thin
line, traced perpendicularly on the eye. After
midday the pupil again began to dilate. When
we had attentively examined the cats in the
place, we concluded it was past noon. The eyes
of all presented an exactly similar appearance."
The "devil hawk" of Arizona is a rare bird,
and an interesting one. He is described as hav
ing remarkably handsome plumage, but a very
ugly head. His talons are long and strong, and
his beak is almost as sharp as a needle and very
powerful. This bird, but for his head, when on
the wing would pass for a pigeon, and flies in
among them unnoticed, on account of his sim
ilarity, and easily captures what he wants. He
is the picture of grace, and beauty, and speed.
It is estimated that there are not more than a
dozen of them in the Territory. The Mexicans
are superstitious about him, and regard his
appearance as an evil omen.
A cat got upon the rim of a high fly-wheet
which runs in a pit at an electric station in
Brooklyn. The wheel was soon mnkine twenty
revolutions a minute. It was impossible to res
cue the cat from its perilous position without
stopping the engine and putting out all lights
dependent on tbe dynamos in the station, so that
the unfortunate animal had to ride until the en
gine was stopped at the usual hour for putting
out the lights. The cat then dropped exhausted
from tbe wheel, out soon revived, and was none
the worse for its strange experience. It is esti
mated that in the seven hours which the animal
spent on the wheel, near the rim, it traveled
more than three hundred miles.
No boy out of school shows his sense of hap
piness or freedom more strongly than a horse or
pony does when first turned loose for a run at
grass; tearing around the paddock, now stopping
for a moment to snort and fill his lungs with
fresh air. and then, with a kick up of the heels.
continuing his gallop. These spells of play last
longer with some horses than others, depending
often upon the length of time the animal has
been stable-fed. A horse that is turned out
daily merely trots off a few yards with a merry
laugh before beginning to nibble the fresh,
sweet grass. In the stable the amusements of
horses too often take the form of wanton mis
chief, or some such horse-play as unbooKing a
stable-jacket and tearing it up, or biting holes
in their own clothing, kicking their stalls to bits.
etc., while a very playful pony has been known
to indulge in pulling the feathers out of pigeons'
tails.
A cat-mother, says a ladv who has made cats a
study, is invariably more loving than a dog
mother. They will sometimes grieve themselves
to death when deprived of their offspring. We
had one black cat. whose kittens were murdered
by an outcast of her own race, who became in
sane at their loss. She was as clearly crazy as
any human being bereft of reason. This affec
tion which cats show for their young and the
sorrow they manifest when they lose them dem
oostrate their capacity for attachment Cats
are emphatically the friends of our childhood.
Little children notice a cat sooner than any oth
er animal. Children often treat kittens very
roughly, too, but they are invariably patient
with abuse from a child. The cat always seems
to know when she is a child's playfellow, that.
no matter how harsh in her usage, the child does
not mean to hurt her. Children are often allowed
to play with kittens till they die from the rough
handling. Yet pussy will run after the cbila as
long as she is able to move.
The crows of Yezo, Japan, are noisy, numer
ous and intelligently impudent A traveler saw
a dog eating a piece of meat in the presence of
these covetous birds. They evidently said a
great deal to each other on tbe subject and now
and then one or two of them tried to pull the
meat away from him, which he resented. At
last a oig. 6trong crow succeeded in tearing 03 a
piece, with which he returned to the pine where
the others were congregated, and after much
earnest speech they all surrounded the doe, and
the leading bird dexterously dropped the small
piece of meat within reach of his mouth, when
be immediately snapped at it. letting go the big
piece unwisely for a second. On this two of the
crows new away with it to the pine, and with
much fluttering and hilarity they all devoured
it, the deceived dog looking vacant and be
wildered for a moment after which he sat under
the tree and barked at them inanely. Another
gentleman saw a dog gnawing a bone, when three
crows approached. One of. them got bebmd
him and nipped his tail. Then, as he turned to
resent the injury, the other crows made off with
the bone.
a iaay wno is greatly interested in cats, savs:
"Une of mine I have five has found out that
she is good looking. She has also ascertained
that she can see the reflection of her beauty in a
mirror. If it were merely a cat she wanted to
loot at, there are her four companions for her to
see. It is herself she wishes to admire, and she
does not let an hour in the day pass without
taking a peep in the glass. She will lick her
hair, wash her face, and turn her tail first one
way and then another, as if trying the effect.
and talk to herself with short meows' One of
the other cats big gray-and-black Nicholas
always acts, when be discovers her before a
rnirror, fj if he is scolding her. Once when
oauie (tnais tne vain cat s name) couldn t get
her tail arranged to please her, she turned
around with her back to the glass and looked
over ber shoulder, switching the appendage
which occasioned her so much trouble from side
to side. Nicholas had been Keeping up a con
tinual impatient growling for some time, and
1 .1 II 1 . m . ., ...
unu nameu uacit ana iorin near tne table on
wntca bailie was seated, casting disdainful
glances at her. Suddenly he jumped up, caught
ber by the neck and hauled her out into the
further end of the hall. She cried and made a
tremendous outbreak, but he put her in a corner
ana tnen stood before ner for two or three min
utes, growling in the same tone as if he was
reading her a lecture." ,
Mart Twain says that "the ant is a strangely
overrated bird," and goes on to tell of some very
stupid things he has seen thera do; but if this
account be true, 1 think even he would have to
own that these ants were not stupid, but knew
now to ao tne right thing at the right time.
une nay, while watching a small column of
tnese foraging ants, I placed a little stone on one
or tbem to secure it The next that annroached.
as soon as it discovered its situation, ran back in
an agitated manner to communicate the intelli
gence to the others. They rushed to the rescue.
Some bit at the stone and tried to move it; others
seized tne prisoner by the legs-and tugged with
sucn rorce mat l tnought the less would be mil Ud
off, but they persevered till they trot th eantiin.
free. I next covered up one with a piece of clav.
leaving oniy tne ends or bis attennro project
ing. It was soon discovered by its fellows.
which set to work immediately, and, by biting
on pieces or the clay, soon liberated it Another.
itiuo x iuuuu a very iew oi mem passing along
" iuirrTBio. i connnea one ox tnese under a
piece of clay, at a little distance from the line.
witn its bead projecting, beveral ants passed
it, out at last one discovered it and tried to
pull it out, but could not It immediately set
off at a great rate, and I thought it bad deserted
its coraeraue; out it bad only gone for assist
ance, for, in a short time, about a dozen ants
came hurrying up, evidently fully informed of
tne circumstances of the case, for they made
directly for their imprisoned comrado, and soon
Bet mm iree."
- The Oldest Federal Judge.
To the Editor of the Globe-I'emocrat.
The statement copied in to-day's paper from
the Chicago Journal "Only Three Left" that
there are but three federal judges surviving, ap
pointed before the Republican party came into
power, in 18bl, should be corrected in at least
one instance. The judge of the Southern Dis
trict of Iowa (adjoining not only this district but
tnat in which the Journal is published). Hon.
James M. Love, of Keokuk, la., was appointed
oy rresident rierce, in lsoo. and is now. there
fore, the oldest federal judge in point of service.
with the single exception of Jndge Hoffman, of
Caafos-nia. For some years after his appoint
ment lowa was not included in tne regular cir-
cnits of the Supreme judges, and Judge Love
was practically circuit as well as district judge
of the (then undivided) district of Iowa, bo
many ot the St Louis bar have had occasion to
practice before' him that it is needless for me to
speak of tbe ability which has marked every act
of this long judicial life. W. a. H.
St. Louis. Mo., March 30.
OP INTEREST TO WOMEN.
A Weddinsr Novelty Absurdities of Fashion
Forks for Eating Grapes.
Specially Eeported for the Sunday Journal.
Some Novel Ideas.
Evelyn Baker Harvier writes: "Isawanoy-A
elty the other day I would commend to brides
as something of interest At a recent wedding
a tin box was provided in which was placed a
sheet of paper containing the autographs of all
present, a list of the gifts received, photographs'
of bride and groom, a piee o? the wedding-cake
and the bride's dress, one of her gloves, some of
the orange blossoms, and anything else of inter
est The box to be securely fastened; not to be
reopened for twenty-five years. The mother of
the bride of whom I speak had had a similar box
prepared, and found the opening of it twenty
five years after an event of such great interest
that she advised her daughter to do the same.
What a chapter of history such a casket eon-
tains! .
Very pretty glass 6hades come for candles now
and make effective decoration for a dinner
party. It is a pretty device to serve the Roman
punch or sorbet in small dishes, each of differ
ent design; for instance, a pink porcelain rose
f or one, or a white calla lily, or a green leaf of
porcelain rolled in the form of a cornucopia, or
a sea-sneu lined witu sorbet. ine beauty
and daintiness of these individual dishes adds
greatly to the pleasure, far more than one could
boueve.
Very pretty doilies to place under finger-bowls
are made of a square of linen, hemstitched, and
a sprig of lilies of - the valley embroidered in the
center. Hemstitching, while tedious, is easily
done, aud they mr.t j a very pretty present when
they are also tho work of the giver. 1 mention
these because so many Easter weddings are ex
pected to take place, jvery one asks: "What
can I give the bridel" Particularly is this the
ease with young girls who wish to give some
thing useful, novel and inexpensive. These
doilies can bemadeinexpensive when they ar the
givers ovrn work, and she will have the satisfac
tion of knowing she has bestowed a gift whieh
would cost considerable it bought from any of
the fancy stores. The Fayal linens are the most
beautiful things ever imported for table decora
tion; but are so costly as to be only obtainable
by the very rich; still, they know they have
something no one else has.
Fashion and Folly.
Clara Lanza assures the readers of the Jour
nal that it is no longer considered elegant to eat
grapes with ones lingers, ultra fashionables,
she says, would as soon think of gnawing a
mutton-chop bone. A grapehoider is now manu
factured in heavily embossed silver and lined
with gold. It looks like a couple of thimbles and
a minute pair of tongs combined. The thimbles
fit to the thumb and fore finger of the right
hand, and by means of the tongs the grapes are
daintily plucked from the bunch and conveyed
to tbe aristocratic mouth. It ta impossible to
say whether this fad will be of long duration.
Probably not, because grapeholdera are incon
venient, no matter how attractive they may be
from an aesthetic point of view. But in any
event fashions of this kind are harmless, and, .
if they mean anything, indicate merely a .
hyper refinement. As such they are
preferable to exaggerated bustles, towering
headgear and costumes copied as nearly as pos- '
sible from those worn by horse jockeys and stable
grooms. For my part 1 shall always prefer a
gown made by the most unpretending French
modiste to the finest garment manufactured by
English tailors. French fashions are created for
women, English fashions for men. There can
be no compromise without the evolving of a
monstrosity. It is just as logical for men to
sew draperies and lace ruffles on their trousers
as for women to array themselves in cutaway
eoats, waistcoats, masculine shirt collars, and
that hideous article of dress called an ulster,
which makes the most graceful wonan shapeless
and awkward. And the present horrible com
bination of tight-fitting ulster and magnified
bustle baffles description. Let anybody with an
observing eye and an ordinary sense ot the
beautiful look at it It is doubtful if an ulster
were ever really intended to be worn by women.
In any case it was never meant to be nut over a
bustle.
Self-AIade Women
Clara Neymann's bright daughter, Olga, has
opened a dentist's office in New York, and is, I
think, about the only woman in that profeesion
in the city. Dentistry and medicine are in some
ways closely allied, but there are hundreds of
women in the iormer to one who is attracted to
the latter. . Miss Neymann graduated from the
Philadelphia College of Dentistry a year ago or
thereabouts, and is making a satisfactory begin
ning in the business sie has chosen. She re
ports, when one questions her of ber success, a
cordial greeting from her brothers in the pro
fession, though it iB permissable to wonder if
her piquant face and trim figure have not some
thing to do with the welcome she receives.
Miss Neymann s surroundings abate a good deal
of the terror that waits on the footsteps of the
dentist, chilling the blood of his prospective vic
tims, for all is sunny, homelike and feminine to
a degree.
Another clever woman who is just settling her
lares and penates in New York is Mrs. Florence
Kelley Wischnewetsky, who is, in spite of ber
suspiciously nihilistic name, a daughter of Judge
W. D. Kelley, of Pennsylvania, who has
brought back with her from a four-years' 6tay at
the University of Zurich a Russian medical
student for a husband, and, perhaps, by dint of
love or logic or both, a strong infusion of social
istic views.
Florence Kelley graduated from Cornell some
half-doaen years ago, a bright-faced, enthu
siastic girl, and went abroad to study political
economy, a science that interests few womea,
but lays strong hold on the handful it attracts.
She began the work of a newspaper correspond
ent for a syndicate of American journals al
most immediately, and her sketches of the con
dition of the working women of Germany and
letters on the rise and progress of the Social
Democratic party in the German cities attracted
some little attention from the press.
Since her return to America Mrs. Wischnewet
sky has been put in charge of a series of pub
lications to be isued as the New York Labor
Library, and intended to supply economic litera
ture to the working classes. A translation of
Dr. Johann Jakobi's "Object of the Labor
Movement," which came out in pamphlet form
ten days ago, is the first issue to appear, and
will be followed by original and translated mat
ter from ber and from other bands. A more
ambitious effort is a translation of Engels's in
vestigation of tbe condition of tbe working
classes of Manchester, which Lovel publishes
this week. Frederick En gels was a co-worker
with Karl Marx, and his book, whieh hai never
yet had an English dress, is a standard in the
German universities. He has himself prepared
an appendix and a preface to bring it down to
date and adapt it to American conditions, and
has taken throughout a lively interest in his
feminine disciple's work.
Mrs. Wischnewetsky has a mobile face that
speaks her thoughts before she utters them.
She is a busy woman, full of plans for future
work, and will bring a quick wit and unusual
intelligence to tbe more radical side of the dis
cussion of the social topics of the day.
Dr. Lucy M. Hall, the resident physician of
Vassar College, was one of the guests at tho an
nual dinner of Sorosis last week. Dr. Hall is u:t
burdened with undue concern at the evil prog
nostications of Dr. Withers Moore and others of
his ilk. Two or three times within the past y-nr
I have asked her of the health record of is, a
voung women in her care, and the invariable re
ply has been that it was excellent Last vnr.
Fhe tells me, she kept a careful list from Nw
learsaayio uecemoer, tabulating every hour
lost by sickness by the girl students throughout
the school. When the twelve months were over
she compared her statistics with the correnor; d
ing health tables of the young men at Amherst
only to find the Vassar girls appreciably in t tie
lead. The list of ailments in the giiU collets
was the shorter, and the total number of days
off duty looked small beside the figures of the
supposedly, more robust men. Study does not
hurt the health, she says; the girls gain flesh and
color under the regimen of regular work and the
stimulus of wholesome mental drilL
The Square Sinlle.
New Tork Times.
The Madison-square smile consists of a sudden
arrest of consciousness, a fixing of the vision on
the far distance and a slight unconscious parting
of the lips, as of a cherub or an angel -