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
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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