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THE IKDIANAPOLIS JOURNAL, SUNDxlY, OCTOBER 28, 1894.
ODD CAMPAIGN TYPES JAP 3IILLCR, "WHOM RILEY I3IMOII TAL1ZCD IX A SET OP VERSES. A Queer Character In Morgan County Ilanninir for Ofllce Fred McCoy and Ilia "Choir." Whenever there Is an enthusiastic cam paign Indiana can always be depended on to produce a number of picturesque figures, who seem to have been originally designed by nature Tor clowns, but who have never stirred from their communities. In each of which they are recognized as one of the 'characters" of the village. It Is not of ten that one of these political moss agates, peculiar to the Hoosler soil as Jerry Simp son Is to the prairies of Kansas, has his nam embalmed la the contemporaneous history of the times as has the story-telling Jap Miller, of Martinsville, the Democratic candidate for joint Senator for Morgan and Johnson counties. James Whltcomb Riley made Jap Miller famous in his "Rhymes of Childhood" Ions: before the Democrats had the temerity to run him for office. Riley spent one season roaming- over the hills and through the dales along; Indian creek and between times drinking the mineral water from Eb. Henderson's well at Martinsville. Jap Miller stopped him one day on the street to borrow a "chaw o tobacker" and by way of ray told the Hoosler poet a broad-gauge country story. From that day Jim Itiley and Jap Miller "wuz com'ard3." "Wherever Jap Miller took a notion to make his little throne, be It a goods box in front of a store or at the druggist's corner, there a crowd quickly gathered to hear him spin his yarns. He did It so well that he is now running for the Legislature, but with little show of winning, for the Republicans are turning things topsy-turvy In Jap Mil ler's "deestrlct." However, none can ever rob him of his fame in the following lines by Riley: Jap Miller, down at Martinville's the b'.amdest feller ylt! When he Marts 4n a talkln other folks Is apt to quit Pear9 like that mouth o hls'n wasn't made fer nothla else. But he's to argify 'em down and gather In their pelts. He'll talk you down on tariff; er he'll talk you down on tax. And prove the pore man pays 'era alland them's about the facs! Religion, law, er politics, prize flgbtin' er baseball Jes tech Jap up a little and he'll post you '.bout 'era all. And the comlcallst feller ever tilted back a cheer And tuck a chaw tobacker kind o like he didn't keer There's where the feller's strength lays he's so common-like an plain They hain't no dude about old Jap, you bet narry grain! They "lected him to Council and It never turned hl3 head. And didn't make no difference what any- ibody aid He didn t dress no finer, ner raff out In fancy clothes; ; But his voice In Council meetin's Is a tur- rer to his foes. He's fer the pore man ever time! And In the la3t campaign He stumped old Morgan county through the sunshine and the rain. And heit the banner up'ards from a trallln In the dust. And cut loose on monopolies and cuss'd, and cuss'd, and cus3d! He'd tell some funny story, ever now and then, you know, Tel, blame it, it wuz bettern a jack-o- lantern show. And I'd go furder, ylt, to-day, to hear old Jap norate Tien any high-toned orator 'at ever stumped the State, W'y, that air blame Jap Miller, with his keen alrcastic fun, Has got more friends than ary candidate at ever run; Don't matter what his views is, when he states the Eame to you, They alius coincide with, your'n, the same as two and two; You can't take issue with him-er, at Iea3t, they hain't no sense In a tar tin in to down him, so you better not commence The best way's Jes' to listen, like your humble servant does. And jes' concede Jap Miller Is the best man ever wuz! Another figure in this campaign is'Capt. "William T. Crawford, of Sullivan, who in troduced General Harrison to his fellow eltlzens the day his train was there. Bill Crawford la a grandiloquent talker, and In his remarks on this occasion he de clared that "Mr. Harrison, the equal, if not the peer of an American statesman, will address you himself." Then, there is Free Ke!'.jy, of Waterloo, known as "Fog-horn Kelley" in the last Legislature. He was a Democrat at that time, and when he began to speak in the House the people across the hall in the Senate chamber had to raise their voices to be heard. He is now a, redhot Populist and is running for 'Congress on the third party ticket in the Twelfth district. None of these men, however, can com pare with Fred McCoy, the Rensselaer hog and cattle buyer, who hag taken to the stump in the Tenth district to work off some of his superabundant Republican en 4huslasm. McCoy has made enough money out of hoes to be the head of McCoy & Son's BanK, at Rensselaer, but he lets his boys run the bank. Recently he hired a choir, bought a patent medicine man's wag on and started out to stir up things in Jasper county. McCoy Is said to be one of the most profane men who ever drew breath, and the many stories that have been told on him have made his name a cuss word, almost. In pretty nearly every county in the Tenth district from Lake to Cass. His quoer and original way of hold ing a campaign meeting with hl3 choir makes him a greater drawing card than Sam Jone3 at a religious revival. He will drive into a country totfn and.puil up op posite the public square. The choir wlh sing until the crowd gathers and then McCoy will stand up and begin as follows: "Friends, Brethren and Fellow-Republicans You know that under Ben Harrison's administration times was good, and you know that under Grover Cleveland's admin istration times is harder than . If you don't want to have to be makln' soup this winter out of your undershirts you better vote the Republican ticket. The choir will now sing while I collect more thoughts." After the choir has given the crowd a Bong McCoy rises and continues; "You know the factories at Hammond are shut down. They hain't runixin at Kokomo, nor Logansport, nor Peru. When the men can't work they can't get money to buy meat, and when the people can't buy meat how In the can I buy your hogs, and sheep, and cattle? The choir will slnsr while I collect mora thoughts." McCoy will go on In this way for thirty minutes and then drive to the next town. The other day a man in the audience inter rupted McCoy and inquired whether he might .ask him a question, and McCoy re plied: "You can ask all you please, but first tell me, are you a Republican T' "No." said the man. "Are you a Democrat?" asked McCoy. "No, I am not." "Then what in the are your' Tm a Populist," said the stranger. "You're a fool," yelled McCoy. "The choir will sing." . A Populist orator In White county chal lenged McCoy to a Joint debate, and Mc Coy couldn't accept It too quick. He hired a special train, loaded it with three hun dred of his Jasper county friend got all the bands In the county and went forth to meet the Populist. The speaking was at a little village, and McCoy's friends greatly outnumbered the enemy. McCoy spoke first, talking an hour and a half. When it came time for the Populist McCoy's friends set up a great shout, and, accompanied by their bands, marched to the special train and rode back home with another feather In the hat of Mr. McCoy. THE HOCKY 3IOUXTAI.Y RAM. lie Is Hard to Hope and a. Deal of Trouble to Bring; Down. Red Lodge Picket. On the first of last week Frank Chatfleld succeeded in roping a Rocky mountain ram on the foothills of the Sunlight mountains, about fifty miles from this city. To eaten and hold up a full-grown animal of this species is a feat that has heretofore prob ably never before been accomplished. Mr. Chatfleld Is a strong and hardy mountain eer, having passed most of his life in the wild recesses of the Rocky mountains, and has been combining trapping, prospecting and stockralslng for a number of years past In the Sunlight valley, through which winds a rugged stream that empties into the Clark's Fork river In the box canyon, mak ing Its hual appearance over a grand fall of seventy-five feet in height. During this particular hunt Mr. Chatfleld saw a fine specimen of the Ovis Montana ofi a ledge of rock far up the hill, and with a common lariat detanewsd to make an effort to catch the animal. Crawling up a dry gulch he kept out of sight of the ram and reached a reef of rock about thirty feet above It. Looking over the edge of this he saw the monarch of the mountains, and the animal also saw Mr. Chatfleld. It imme diately jumped over the ledge, and with a couple of bounds landed on another ledge about thirty-live feet below. The dog was sent after the sheep and brought it to a standstill about two hundred feet away. Chatfleld followed and again got a few feet above the ram and threw his rope. It landed around one of the ram's horns and a hard tussle for the mastery took place. First the sheep would have the best of the struggle and th-n the man. Being on a narrow ledge of rock it was a very dangerous position and Mr. Chatfleld was liable to fall over with disastrous results. Finally the man succeeded in getting down to a compara tively sife descent, and with the assistance of the dog got the sheep started down the mountain. As neither party could go ex actly as they wished, they soon got tangled In the rope and both sheep and man started in a bundle, rolling down to the bottom of the hill, where they landed decidedly the worse for their rough scramble over the rocks. Ills sheepship was roped around both hind feet and afterward the rope was arranged around both horns, in which con dition he was taken to the Chatfleld ranch, where he Is now securely confined. The specimen Is a magnificent one and will very likely be sent to some large zoological gar den. Its horns measure seventeen inches in circumference and have a two-foot spread. Some time previous to catching this sheep, Mr. Chatfleld caught three ewes In the same manner, but as they were not so large ar.d unmanageable they did not cause so much trouble. A LITERARY OCTAVE. The evolution of literature In every age and country 13 marked by stages. There is the period of the dawn; another period of the full morning; a third of high noon, and then, perhaps, an age of the setting sun. They who have the literary inspira tion produce according to the epoch. The literature of the Imagination precedes that of reason. Thus epoch of poetry comes be fore the epoch of prose. As soon as a race or community finds itself possessed of a vehicle of literary expression and moved by the passion of writing the bards appear. Poetry is the first form of literary flight; after that.comes the multifarious evolutions of prose. The earlier decade of the present century was noted for the extent and variety of composition in verse. A great deal of this has perished only the better quality has been preserved; enough to make us acquainted with the poetical style of the forerunners of our subsequent literary development. Not till after the civil war, however, was poetry as an art and profession sufficiently patronized to favor the production In more elegant forms. In our literary dawn facilities for publica tion did not exist. The poems of the colonial age were done Into manuscript, to be put away in the rude drawers of the cabin bureau. Not often were the frag mentary Iliads of the frontier seen in print ed form. The early Bongs, however, gave token in many of their features of a bril liant age that was to follow. The Territory was rife with poems. At length numbers of these were printed, and found their way to distant parts, testifying that hopefulness had followed- the descendants of the Puri tans and the Huguenots tothelr homes in the West. Perhaps the pre-eminence of Indiana in re cent literature has been attained most large ly by the success of her authors in pro3c fiction. A few of the most distinguished In diana writers in this field have reached an international fame. The style of such, as wti; as the fascinating subject-matter of their productions, entities them to a first rank in the consideration of our literature. The breadth, solidity and beauty of other form and styles deserve more than the brief mention that space permits. The es say and the sketch have achieved distinc tion in the field of belle-letters. When di verted to the channels of philosophy, they have reached out to questions of society and state. Our neighbors at the presen: time have attained a national, if not an in ternational, reputation. The personal teach ings of their abundant literary productions have acquired confidence abroad and appre ciation here at home. We can run the gamut of literature and not go beyond our native heath. The first note was probably struck by Edward Eggleston in the dialect that has become associated with Indiana. The note is re garded by many (notably by Judge Mc Nutt, though born a Buckeye, yet loyal in every fibre to tne State of his adoption) as false in the portrayal of our true lan guage. However that may be, the tones have echoed down the aisles of the years, have been caught by other voices and re verberated until shaped by Wallace into artistlo molds of the utterances of great ness. As our new country sought to speak to the outside world in language adapted to Its power, the poet arose, whose outburst of song marked a period where the heroic in history Joins hands with the softer ele ments In human nature each, as a means to a common end. In history we have Dr. Rldpath returning to solve the riddle of the Sphinx; while delvers less deep have won recognition from the secrets of our multi-gifted State. Comparisons in the art of perpetuating what is best fitted to live we have Benjamin S. Parker and James Whltcomb Riley, whose tender accents smooth many a tone of stern necessity In the swell of Time's battle-song. It may seem a matter of little labor to speak the language of Poetry, but Icps easy of ac complishment is the conquest of a nation by means of tetrameters. There are other forms of expression giv ing to us an entertaining revelation of facts by the pen of the journalist. W. P. Fishback has struck the keynote to this rendition in his reminiscent papers and pioneer village anecdotes, which contrast beyond comparison with the modern es says of Maurice Thompson. Each fills its niche In the completion of the literary drama. Richard W. Thompson, though pre-eminent in biography, arter a life of over four score years, still moves the peo ple of the present day as a publicist of unusual power. It Is said that at the age of sixty the silver-tongued orator began and vanquished the study of the Greok language. In science, as the pioneer under stood its voice and pierced its recesses, the Dale-Owens represent, chronologically, the State of Indiana, and many with suc cessful results have walked In their foot steps. In briefly touching upon the public lecture as "a means of presenting Instruc tion to the busy man of this age, the well-informed mind of the teacher may ac complish much in voicing great truths to the incjuirins student Of this class1 Gov ernor Cumback has given to his State in his latest utterances crystallized thought from an intimate knowledge of a long and busy life. , . . I have aimed to repreent the passion of the human mind yearning for expression by grouping a few harmonious forms that unite the sfory-teller, poet, historian, sci entist, biographer, essayist, journalist, lec turer - , . "Interpreters of nature who perceive The lines of life beyond the common ken. prophets of truth, who give what they re ceive . - By inspiration, to the jwniof men. Huntington. Ind., Oct. 26. SOUGHT MEDICAL AID. An Intelligent bat Suffering Dob Vis 1 Its .a Denver Physician. Denver Republican. Last Sunday Drs. Coover and Eagot, and Dr. Marburg, of Pueblo, were seated on the porch of the residence of Dr. Coover, when a small water spaniel walked up the thirteen steps from the sidewalk and thr&w herself on her left side at Dr. Coovers feet It was at once observed that some thing was wrong with her right eye. Ex cminatlon showed that a polypus growth, or tumor, of the size of a hickory nut, was attached to the Inner corner of the eye Tne assembled medicos at once decided on prompt action and a skillful combina tion of antiseptics, cocaine, forceps and scissors soon restored complete vision to the recumbent pup. No human patient could have endured the operation with greater fortitude. She did not even wince, and save for a whine when the forceps were applied to arrest the hemorrhage, seemed indifferent as to what was being done to her. When all was over, much to the delight of the ladle3 of the household, who had evinced a lively Interest in the proceedings, she remained at the, house, reg3lmg her slf on bones, etc.. until 5) p. m., when she d i si ppei red. On Monday morning, as Dr. Coover was leaving the house, loud barking caused him to look around to discover the patient of the previous day coming across the lots with every expression of delight. 8he threw nerseir at n:. xeet in precisely me same al titude adopted before. The doctor examined the eye, which was found to be doing well, and the dog again went off. Up to the time of writing she has not been seen again. You can t Huegele's. thm finest fried bass at MERE PLEASANTRY. - What Disturbed lllin. . It was a minister's small boy who was brought home from Sunday school not long ago accompanied by the disgraceful rumor that h had been fighting with another small boy. Parental Investigation elicited the following explanation: "Well, mamma, I was Just sitting there an a little boy kep pinching me an I didn't know him at allan he kep on pinching me an I thought the teacher ought to hit him with her Jesua stick an she didn't an' he kep. on pinching an' so I hit him myself an he cried loud, an' teacher sent me home." The peculiar implement of Sunday war fare which the small boy entitled "the Jesus stick" was discovered to be the pointer which the teacher used in explain ing maps. Ilia Funeral Attire. Street-car patrons frequently have singu lar experiences. The other afternoon an electric car whizzing out among the back streets encountered a funeral procession Just leaving a dwelling. The hearse was backed up against the curb la front of a small house and many hacks were ranged along the pavements of the square. Al though there was no visible stir at the door of the small house the motorman stopped the car In good position to inspect what might happen and then entered the car and sat down. The passenger ventured a query: "Are you going to stay here until that funeral leaves?" "They're fixin to bring out the corpse," the motorman replied. "There Isn't any sign of it," the passen ger remonstrated, "and I think you ought to go on." "I'm not goln on 'till they bring the corpse out," the sturdy motorman main tained. So the passenger had to submit to the motorman's heartfelt Intention and de sire to see "the corpse brought out." Patience, as usual, was its own reward, for, shortly after the sombre casket of the corpse was brought out came the sombre widow literally obliterated in gloomy crape. The gloom of the scene was mitigated, how ever, for she was weeping on the shoulder of a big fat man who was strangely decked for the event in a vivid watermelon pink shirt. . Diversions of nn Octogennrlnn. "I've Just had a letter from Uncle Hiram out in Nebraska," said the man on the corner, as he fumbled in his coat pocket. "He is eighty-three and still as lively as ever. Perhaps you have noticed that these eighty-threers always are. He has recently encountered several accidents, he eays, which are not, by any mean3, referable to old age. First, he was leading an old cow to water and she get the bit In her teeth and dragged him over a bench, and thl3 laid him up for several days. Then some bad boys put a barbed wire across the pavement and he took a headlong plunge over that. Next a loop of bailing caught In the ground and threw him full length; and after that, while mousing round , in the; cellar, he fell and broke a few ribs. While recovering he tried to ride a colt said to be gentle, and got another bad fall. Finally,5 coming home from church one night, he got a tumble which laid him up for a month, besides affecting his heart, lungs and liver. He is all right now, however, bit can hardly write because his hand was recently caught in an inadvertent rat trap which he didn't know was loaded. A hailstorm ruined all his crops last summer, but that doesn't count. He. is eighty-three and still as lively as ever." . They Missed Connection. l Two Indianapolis dames of high degree had an unfortunate experience not long- "ago. A death had occurred In the circle of their acquaintances, and, as the family cemetery of the citizen who had died was a number of miles out in the country and as It was i balmy October day the two dames talked the matter over, and agreed that it was their bounden duty to attend that funeral. To be sure, the early aiternoon hour and the foregoing of the customary afternoon naps was a trifle Inconvenient, but ther that pleasant ride into the coun try and, posy")ly, some palatable refresh ment at the end of it, wa3 not an oppor tunity to be lightly tossed aside. So the two friends of the bereaved family had early lunch, Omitted their naps and hurried away to the funeral, equipped like Mrs Tadgens "with affection beaming out of one eye and calculation glarfng out onthe other." rate relishes her Jests, however, and, in the distribution of invitations, to ride out in the country, the two zealous dames were mysteriously overlooked. Homeward they plodded, weary, if not sad der; dusty, if not wiser, and too apprecia tive of the fine humor of the episode to keep it to themselves. Commercial Logic. The typewriter girl has her chapter of experiences with the begging portion of the community. "Where's the boss, lady? Ain't the boss in? Won't ycu gimme a nickel, lady? The boss alius gives me a nickel, en' he ain't in; please gimme a nickel, lady." This was the plaintive appeal of a blear-eyed, blowsey, bibulous-looking woman to the girl at the typewriter. The girl was a cal culating little wretch, however, and some thing of an amateur logician, too; so she tapped away on the keys and coldly an swered: - "No, the boss ain't In, and I can't give you a nickel, either. If the 'boss, with his thousands, is able to give you only a nickel, why, of course, I can't afford to give you anything. It would be too presumptuous I couldn't think of It; he might discharge me for extravagance. Come in again when the 'boss is here." Whereupon the bibulous woman went off snlflllng, and the adamantine typewriter girl sent out for a nickel's worth of ba nanas and scored one mere personal griev ance against the "boss." A Doff Story. This little sketch of a man, a woman and a. dog will be profoundly Interesting to a certain citizen of this city; but, up to date, none of his friends have dared relate It to him. He lives in suburban Indian apolis, and Is away from home all day at his business in the city. On his country place he has a number of fine dogs, and has always paid special personal attention to the careful rearing of each particular dog. Of one quite expensive animal he is making a watchdog; keeps him tied up all day so tnat he will be fierce and bark at strangers; at night he loosens the dog for a little run and then ties him up again. Recently he was heard to complain that the plan was not working well the dog did not, wax savage, bat persisted in re maining as friendly as any kind old lady's poodle. Throus'a the contingent woman kind it has leaked out among friends of the family that the tender-hearted maiden sister who keeps house for him couldn't stand It to see that dog tied up, so- she has been letting him run all day and then catching him and tying him up at night just before his master came home. In the name of humanity and for the sake . of the dog and the maiden sister, it is to be hoped that these lines will not meet the eye of the man. Sentiment That Survives. The honeyed remarks exchanged ' by youthful bridal couples have passed Into tradition, and are tolerated genially only by very patient members of the human race: but a wise and wearied-looklng young man files an affidavit that for real genuine, out-and-out love making the middle-aged people on anniversary occasions are far and away the most difficult to en dure. "I was asked out on a nutting party last week," he said, "with two sets of married sweethearts about to cele'orate their twen tieth anniversary, or thereabouts; even to a suspicious person like myself, the occa sion seemed to promise harmlessly, so I went. It was a bitter experience; the young woman provided to entertain me failed to appear, and I was all day at the mercy of four sets of bridal reminiscences. All the conversation I heard was: "Don't you remember, deirie? and 'Yes, sweet heart, I remember;' and lt was about this time, love' 'Yes. dearie, so it was.. Then they would all tell each other how they hadn't changed a single bit not a particle; and how 'It seems like yesterday, doesn't it, pretty? and 'les, sweetheart, so it does' until I was about crazed. After this, I'll take the young spoons; for when they go off on a sentimental orgy they don't In veigle outsiders to help them celebrate." Mildred's Mistake. Conversational misunderstandings will 'oc cur In the best-regulated social circles. Miss Mildred had recently lost her father, and the week following his burial a pet dog snapped savagely at her face, mangling her cheek to the extent of several surgical rtitrhes. In an electric car. shortly after she had b?gun to appear In public again, a ! man of her acquaintance greeted her sym- pathetically, and, with , her father's death t in his mind, said: 'Miss Mildred, i - nave Deen away Tor a month, and have only Just now heard of your misfortune." But Miss Mildred's flighty little brain was centered on the narrow escape her piouant Our buyer is now in New York and making daily shipments of nice "POOLE" OVERCOATS. Buying for prompt cash, means buying cheap. Buying cheap, means selling cheap. We know that five to eight dollars can be saved on a good garment, as well as "ONE" DOLLAR on a new Hat, at No. 10 West Washington street. beauty had had In the case of the wicked poodle, so she replied In terms which greatly puzzled and deeply shocked the sympathetic man: "Yes," she said, "wasn't it horrid? He was a vicious beast." THE ASSASSINATION PLOT OP 1861. The P.trt Played by Allan Pinkerton in Protecting Abraham Lincoln. McClure's Magazine. Immediately on their arrival in Baltimore Mr. Pinkerton had - stationed his detectives throughout that whole section of Maryland, and especially in the region along the rail road between Baltimore and Havre de Grace. Within a few days his agents had not only convinced him of the well-formed Intention on the part of angry Southeners to destroy the railroad bridges and ferry boats, but reported the existence of a blacker plot against the President himself. On Feb. 9 Mr. PlnLerton learned on relia ble authority that a distinguished citizen of Maryland had joined with othsrs in tak ing a solemn oath to assassinate Mr. Lin coln before he should reach Washington. On the evening of Feb. 8 twenty conspira tors In' Baltimore had met in a dark ifeom to decide by ballot which one of them should kill the President as he passed through the city. It was agreed that the task should be intrusted to that one of their number who should draw a red ballot. Whoever was thus chosen was pledged not to disclose the fact, even to his fellow conspirators. To make It absolutely sure that the plot would not be defeated at the last moment by accident or cowardice, eight red ballots instead of one were placed in the box from which they drew, unknown to the conspirators themselves, and eight determined men regarded themselves as thus chosen, by high destiny, to rid the country of an Infamous tyrant. So they professed to believe, and their plans for the assassination were perfected to the smallest detail. The hour of the President's arrival in Baltimore was well known, and the line of march to be followed by his car riage across the city had been announced. In case there should bo any change in the f'regramme agents of the oonspirators In he various Northern cities passed through by the presidential party were ready to apprise them of the fact There would be an Immense crowd in Baltimore at the Calvert-street Station when Mr. Lincoln ar rived, and it was a matter of common knowledge that the Baltimore chief of po lice. George P. Kane, was in sympathy with the conspirators and had promised to send only a small force of policemen to the station, and to furnish no police escort whatever through the city. As soon as the President should leave the train a gang of roughs were to start a fight a few hun dred vards away, and this would serve as a pretext for the police force to absent themselves for a few minutes. During this time the crowd would close around the hated Northerners, pushing and Jostling them, and in the confusion some one of the conspirators would strike the deadly blow or fire the fatal shot. Each man was lft free to accomplish the murder either .with dagger or pistol, as he saw fit. Meanwhile Mr. Lincoln and his friends, including several of the railroad officials; were speeding eastward (from ' Harrisbarg' to Philadelphia) In a darkened car. -nd Stop being made until they reached. Downlng town, where the engine took water. Here all the party except Mr. Lincoln left the car for lunch, the President remaining alone in the shadows until his friends re turned, bringing him a cup of tea and a roll. Again the train started and proceeded without incident to Philadelphia, where they were met at the West Philadelphia station, shortly after 10 o'clock, by Allan Pinkerton, with a closed carrlare. On the seat beside the driver was H. F. Kenney, superintendent of the Philadelphia, Wil mington & Baltimore railroad, who had given orders to the conductor, John Lltzen burg, of the 10:S0 p. m. train for Washing ton, not to start until he received an Im portant package he would deliver into his hands personally. Immediately on leaving the train the party, Including the President, Mr. Lamon and Allan Pinkerton, took seats Inside the carriage and were driven down Market street as far as Nineteenth, then up that street as far as Vine street, and from there to Seventeenth street, the carriage moving slowly. The idea of these man oeuvers was to throw any one who might be following them off the track, and also to fill up the time between the time be fore the train would start, as the special from Harrlsburg had arrived sooner than was expected. When the carriage drew near the railroad station Mr. Ken ney Instructed the driver to pro ceed by a narrow cross street, so that the party might be in the shadow of the yard fence when they alighted. As soon as the carriage stopped Mr. Pinkerton sprang to the ground and led the way through the yards to the train they were to take, which was being held for orders. The perfection cf Mr. Pinkerton's ar rangements was now seen: for, while they were hurrying over the tracks, they were met bj' 'W illlam Stearns, the master ma chinist of the Philadelphia, Wilmington & Baltimore railroad, who whispered to the detective the reassuring words: "All Is right." By previous arrangements made by Allan Pinkerton's famous woman de tective. Kaie Warn, three sections had been secured for the party In the eleeping car at the rear end of the train, and it had also been arranged that the rear door of this car should be left open for the con venience of an invalid, who would be able to reach hl9 berth more quietly. The porter In charge of the sleeping car, who made this unusual concession, was named Knox; and it was In a great measure due to his intelligence and care that Mr. Lincoln was able to board the train and make the Journey to Washington without any one out side the immediate party suspecting his presence. Once in his berth the President never showed his face until the following morn ing. Not even the conductor saw him, for Allan Pinkerton presented his ticket, ex plaining that his friend must not be dis turbed. Guarding Mr. Lincoln on either side, and never closing their eyes through that anxious night, were George H. Bangs and Mrs. Kate Warn, two of Pinkerton's most trusted detectives, who were supposed by the train hands and passengers to be members of an ordinary family party. THE VOGUE. The Very Xevrest Item of Xeckrrear. Fashionable neckwear Is now exhibited only bv a stock contained in a show win dow. Fanciful fashion U so often changing her whims that a brief season Is the life of a novelty. Tne latest now is the "Vogue" in neckwear, which is seen In Paul H. Krauss's west show window. The "Vogue" is an Ideal wine shade with a tiny pin stripe running through it. The goods are made up In four-in-hand and club ties. They are winners, and the novel exhibit will not last long. A few of other popular articles shown by Mr. K. are pretty fancies in ladies um brellas, with weischel wood, acld-'a:en wood and fir handles. They are as delicate as beautiful and stylish to a dot. Bath robes, towels and slippers and all the requisites of a trim bath outfit are also in the line of usefuls seen at Mr Krauss's haberdashery. MYSTERIES OF THE RUBY. Extraordinary Peculiarities Present ed in Its Structure. Mineral Collector. In an address before the Royal Institution in London Professor Juid said that all the romance associated with famous Jewel3 and their history is of Insignificant interest com pared with the fascinating actualities which science has discovered in regard to the won derful gem family the aristocrats of the mineral kingdom. Eight years ago Eng land was excited over the annexation of Burmah. and there were "great expecta tions of what was to' happen when the British capitalist got his hands on the cele brated ruby mines of that kingdom. Some bow or other these expectations have not been gratified. The rubies are not forthcoming, but it is not to be presumed from this that Burmah has enjoyed a false reputation for those remarkable stones of price. Professor Judd showed that while the ruby and its near relations are found in many parts of the globe, it is in Burmah alone that the Kern is unearthed in its purest and most fiery . form, The intense "pigeons' blood" color and peculiar "fire" f the Burmese ruby srlve it extraordinary value as com pared with other red stones which come into rivalry with it. for under the nama of "rubles" a great variety of gems not truly entitled to the name have in ancient and modern times passed muster. The only substance which can truly be called "ruby" is pure, limpid, fiery red corundum. This mineral, corundum, 13 crystallized oxide of aluminium, and forms the basis of nearly every gem (except, of course, the diamond) which we value for hardness, brilliancy and color. A crystal of pure red corundum we call a "ruby," a crystal of the blue variety is prized as a "sapphire," a green -wystal we know as an "emerald," and other tints are known as aquamarine, topaz, and so on. Corundum is found very widely distributed in the East, especially In Ceylon, Thibet and Af ghanistan, and in the United States big masses of impure blood-red corundum are found, from which isolated crystals can be cut, and thus entitle the Americans to claim the ruby as a native product. There are a great many red; rivals to the Bur mese ruby, but with the exception of the red diamond none is so hard. They include the red spinel, the rose topaz, red zircon, rubeilite (a form of tourmaline more prized In China than the ruby), and the various garnets. Thl3 quality of hardness is one of the mo3t valuable features in the ruby, for It enables the gem to take a high polish. The diamond is, of course, harder, and it is interesting to note that one of the first products evolved from the elec trical furnace a crystallized compound of carbon and silicon is only less hard than the diamond itself. The chief scientific Interest of the ruby corundum flows from the extraordinary peculiarities of structure that it presents as well as from the mysterious qualities that determine its striking color. It is found in crystals of a great variety of shapes-, but all having a tendency to the peculiar habit of growth known to cr' tallographers as "twinning." By testing crystals of corundum with polarized light its - structure is found to be wonderfully complex, and under the microscope its ex terior Cace is covered with a strange net work of sculpture, indicative of molecular changes. But probably the most interesting thing about the corundum crystal Is the fact that it is nearly always found to have Inclosed and surrounded some foreign body or other which lies imprisoned in it. Stranger still is the fact that these Included foreign bodies lie generally disposed of In planes meeting each other at an angle of sixty degrees, the result being to produce the phenomenon of asterisrn, which is the term given to the white star of light which Is observable on certain Jewels cut with a rounded surface. Very frequently the im Drlsoned body Is a minute bubole of gas or drop of liquid, containing sometimes little crystals of its own. The microscopic cavities containing these things are often very numerous. For a long time the nature of the gas and fluid con tained in the cavities remained a mystery. The English philosopher Brewster was In duced to Investigate the subject by hear ing that a ruby which an Edinburgh jeweler had placed In his mouth had exploded while In that position, with unpleasant re sults. Other Investigators followed and It has now been made certain that the nuid Is no other than liquid carbonic acid ?as reduced to that condition by being unler great pressure. T The color of the ruby Is another of Its mysteries, and one which Prof. Judd was only - able to touch upon slightly In hl3 lecture. The color is distributed most ir regularly and some corundum crystals show in patches the tints of the ruby, the sap phire, and the emerald all mixed up to gether. These colors are, of course, due to the special way in which the structure of the crystal deals with the light passing through It, the ruby absorbing" all the rays except those which emerge to give it Its characteristic color. How greatly these colors depend on mole cular and chemical changes going on in the crystals is obvious from the strange way some gems behave under light and heat. Professor Maskelyne mentions a dia mond which, when taken out of "the warm pocket and allowed to cool on the table, turned A beautiful red. Professor Judd startled his audience by declaring that the green glass panes used in the conser vatories at Kew gradually changed through various shades of yellow to a distinct pur- fdlsh hue under the prolonged action of ight. Rubles change their color In a curious way under the action of heat. Bluish ru bies turn perfectly green, and on cooling regain their original tint. The blue sap phire turns white, and the yellow corun dum crystal becomes green. Then there Is the strange property of "pleochrolsm" In the ruby family and its kindred; they ex hibit different tints, according to the size of the crystal you are examining. Some amorphous powdered oxide of aluminium was placed In a vacuum tube and subjected to the electrical discharge from a high-tension coil. It was shown that the white powder glowed with the brilliant red of the ruby, and that the glow continued after the dis charge ceased a fact which seems a cu rious confirmation of the ancient idea that rubies would glow for a time in the dark. The same experiment was repeated with a variety of corundum stones, artificial rubles, etc., to show the greater or less degree of ruby glow exhibited by each. DOWX THE AXDES. A Itongh and Exciting Hide on the Transandine Railway. Blackburn Times. A correspondent sends an Interesting de scription of a crossing of the Cordillera de los Andes. In the present state of the Transandine railway. The letter says: By 7 a. m. we were at the first Inn on the Chill side. We there chartered a four horse carriage to drive us to the end sta tion (on thh side) of the railway, which feat was accomplished In two hours' time. I call It a feat because the road Is all along the river cut Into the mountain side, and often there U hardly room for four horses abreast - N to pass, and when I looked out of the win dow Into the roaring river oeiow x oxisa wished I had been on my mule. We did the distance between the two end, stations in about half the time usually em ployed, only being on horseback fer seven hours and two hours in the carriage. At the station we were told that there would be no train to Los Andes till 3 p. m. next day, but we might telegraph for the con tractor's engine to take us to town, which we did. We had only to pay $30 for It, and saved the whole day by doing so. At about 10 a. m. the engine arrived, and a very flimsy little thing it looked. Wo were put on a small bench at the back of the boiler, the driver and stoker standing in front. We were soon Fplnnlng along, through tunnels, over bridges and around curves, on a track of about two feet six inches gauge, at the rate of thirty miles an hour, and it was all that we could do to hold on to the Jolting and rattling little ma chins. I don't believe I ever passed a worse half hour, expecting every moment to see the engine leave the track, and to be dashed into the river below. Stones on the line, which made us all Jump off our seats, animals running across the rails, sudden desperate curves around the corner of the rock cliff nothing seemed to daunt our driver, and the noise was so great that It was impossible to ask him to slacken down. After we had gone half way. however, he lost a kettle overboard and stopped to pick it up, and then I remon strated with him and told him to slacken speed, as I did not care to risk my Ufa for the sake of getting to Los Andes a few minutes sooner. . He ald there was no danger, but drove more slowly, and w got into Los Andes an hour and two min utes after mounting this Infernal machine, and risrht glad 1 was when we drew up alongside the platform with our bodies and luggage safe and sound." SAVED BY A WHITE GLOVE. IIott a. Totted Stntes Trooper Killed Chief Crasy Horse. Pittsburg Dispatch. "It is difficult to believe any thrilling story of wild Western life after reading tne lunu accounts ui uiuveiy ana vuuiues in face of danger, especially when dealing with Indians, that are served to the sensational-loving public In cheap novels1 said an army officer yesterday. "One is led to look upon Western adventure as mere fic tion, and the dangers that beset the early settler as myths, the fancies of powerful imaginations attuned to the public's taste. Tet, I can say that I have seen deeds of heroism quite as astonishing as anything of which I have ever read, even if the hero did not slay from ten to twenty lavages single-handed. "There is one incident which occurred In the post at wjdeh I was stationed nearly twenty years ago for which I have never seen credit given to a most courageous fel low, who, single-handed, by his acuteness. his only weapon, or, rather, instrument, was a white glove. It happened in this way: We were located In Camp Sheridan, right in the midst of hostile Cheyennes, who had been giving the government no end of trouble by their fearless depreda tions. Crazy Horse was their most ob streperous chief, and after many vain at tempts to persuade him to surrender by force of arms, we had about given up hope, when we learned that the chief was willing to receive officers to arrange the terms of surrender. As it was, we would have long before fallen prey to the merciless devils1 who were about us on all sides had.it not been that at that time the Sioux were In hostile relations to the Cheyennes, and la working out their spite they guarded us as if we were of their own tribe. "A detail was sent to confer with Crazy Horse, and resulted in bringing him to the agency, willing to surrender. It was neces sary to take him to the main post F. Rob insonto arrange more fully the conditions, so, while awaiting a convenient time to conduct him to the commander, old Crazy Horse was placed in the guard house, ac cording to . custom. Although his friends had practically free access to him then, they could not understand the meaning of his imprisonment, and were constantly sus picious of treachery. After a while they be gan to bring little files and saws for ths chief to use to gain his freedom. One day a fellow named Bolt was assigned the duty of guarding the prisoner, and as he walked to and fro he was surprised to find that Crazy Horse had sawed through the bars and was In a fair way to Join his comrades on the outside. Quick action was necessary, for there were several Cheyennes in the guardhouse, but luckily were not looking in the direction of the cell at the time. Bole was equal to the emergency. Like a flash his gun was thrust through the bars and his bayonet was run clean through Crazy Horse's body. He fell back with a groan in such a natural position that a person would have noticed him particularly. Bole was quleu tn nnnrf-hend th danTr In whirh v v - - w - - - V his act had piacea mm. it it were known that he had slain the favorite chief of the Cheyennes. It woull not only mean sure death to him, but it would pro voke a general massacre in the garrison. So, without a moment's delay, he pulled off his white glove, and, with a rapid motion, wiped every trace of blood from the bay onet. Then, quickly digging a hole in the earth floor, he buried the blood-stained glove, and in a moment he had taken an other glove from his pocket, had it on his hand and was doing his guard duty as if nothing had happened. "How he happened to have that extra glove In his pocket I cannot tell. It was most unusual, as any army man knows. This was done so quickly that the Chey ennes who were in the guardhouse nt the time never noticed what had happened. Crazy Horse lay for some little while, his life blood ebbing away, before his friends discovered anything had happened. But finally they knew something was wrong and they rushed into their chief. His life was too far gone to allow him to tell how he came by his death. He died without giving the slightest clew. At first his braves thought he had committed suicide, but then their naturally suspicious natures began to suspect treachery, and as Bole was the only man near him they fastened the crime upon the guardsman " Imagine Bole's feelings when they ac cused him. Discovery meant sure death, but Bole braved the storm and stood un moved by their angry accusations and blood-thirsty threats, FIntlly, the cap tain had to accede to their demands and permit the braves to search Bale for blood stains. I remember rhey stripped the poor fellow and examined him from head to foot Then all his garments were scruti nized as well as his weapons, but not the stain of a drop of tdood could be found. The white glove had done its work welL Having no other explanation, the Indiana decided their chief nad killed hfmelf. Crazy Horse was burled by his warriors with great honors, and the grave on the bluff, inclined by three fences over which were r.aced the navy blue blankets whlc'j tho post commander had thought advisa ble to give toward the proper burial of the dead chief, was the pride of all tha Cheyennes a long time. Thus ended Crazy Hor.e, and this Is how a simple white whole garrison. When a man Is around with courage and coolness his weapons need rot be sharp