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THE NATIONAL TRIBUNE: WASHINGTON, D. C, FEBRUARY 11, 1882.
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THE KING.
3BACE S. WELLS.
One comes to her in kingly garb and guis-c,
She henrs the wary world his praises sing,
And listening shyly with a pleased surprise,
She owns the hope that now at last her eyes
Behold the King.
Yet still a doubt her maiden spirit grieves,
Love's perfect trust his presence fails to bring,
And in each tender romance that she weaves
Why is it that she never quite believes
He is the King?
Another comes unnoticed and alone,
About his life no royal glamors cling;
The world has never branded him her own,
Yet to one heart the certain truth is known
That he is King.
Now can her soul the shafts of doubt defy,
His voice from truth has caught the royal ring.
No substitute can shine when he is by ;
Disguises fail and life is grand and high,
For he is King.
My Diamonds.
On the 9tli of May, 1876, 1 arrived in Austin,
Texas, with thirteen diamonds in my possession,
the aggregate value of which was fully $100,000.
They had been sent to a certain party in New
York who had agreed to carry them to San An
tonio, Texas, where the purchaser, a wealthy
merchant and the owner of several ranches, lived.
They were intended as a present to his only
daughter on her birthday, the 10th of May.
Every probable provision had been made to get
them to the Lone Star State several days in ad
vance of the "auspicious occasion," which was
meant to be such a memorable one in the life of
the dark-eyed beauty of the romantic old town
in which she was born and reared. The first
hitch occurred in New York, immediately after
the diamonds came into the hands of Fred Bar
rett, the cousin of Miss Barrett, and who it was
arranged was to deliver them in person to the
father. On the very day Fred Barrett opened the
wonderful gems to feast his eyes on their beauty
he was taken violently ill. As he was an athlet
ic, vigorous man, with no bad habits, he and his
friends supposed he would be himself in a brief
while, but he showed no improvement for several
days and finally sent for me.
"The doctors say I have begun to mend, but
that it will be impossible for me to leave my room
under ten days. According to the original plan,
I would have had ample time to reach uncle's
before the 10th, but if those diamonds do not
start to-morrow they will be too late for the in
teresting ceremony, and uncle would rather lose
a fortune than miss such a pleasure, on which his
heart is set."
"Why not send them by express? It is quite
safe that is, as safe as anything can be in this
world."
" I have thought of all that, but the imperative
order from uncle was that under no circumstan
ces should the diamonds go by public conveyance.
Yon know there have been many train and stage
robberies in the West and Southwest lately, and
these jewels would be too tempting a morsel for
some of these gentry. The long and short of it
is, I want you to take charge of and deliver them
to uncle himself. You have been over the route
several time3, and know the country more thor
oughly than I do." To be brief, I accepted the
proposal, and as I stated at the beginning I reach
ed the capital of Texas on the afternoon of the
9th of May, in the Centennial year.
I am naturally cool and free from nervousness,
but there was excuse for considerable worriment
on my part Mr. Barrett had been notified by
telegraph that a visitor would reach his house on
the night of the 10th, which would be in time
for the party, but when the preceding evening
found the messenger in Austin, that messenger
felt it was cutting things altogether too fine for
his comfort. It is full fifty miles from the Texan
capital to San Antonio, and the stage which left
the former city early in the morning required
the entire day to make the journey. The line
had been established many years and there were
three changes of teams on the route, four horses
always being hitched to the heavy but powerful
coach, which very rarely indeed failed to rattle
into San Antonio early in the evening. With the
late completion of the railroad the stage company
has found its occupation gone.
It would have been more pleasant for me had
another twenty-four hours been at my command,
but it was not that which caused so much uneas
iness as the conviction that amounted to an abso
lute certainty that two men were following me.
How in the name of the seven wonders they
learned or even suspected that I had such valu
able property in my custody passes my compre
hension. The utmost secrecy was used in New
York and the fiery carbon points were carefully
wrapped up in a piece of chamois skin, which
was & securely fastened to a small belt passing
around my waist, beneath my clothing, and
which was not to be removed until the end of
my journey was reached. A person in my situa
tion is naturally suspicious, but I am sure I con
ducted myself like the majority of my fellow
passengers who were not supposed to be in pos
session of as much wealth as myself. I kept a
close watch on them, but observed nothing to
cause alarm until after leaving St. Louis over the
Iron Mountain Road. I then became so well
satisfied that two sinister -looking and well
dressed men were shadowing me that I declined
to retire to my berth and sat up smoking most
of the time and wide awake all the way to Tex
arkana. At that dilapidated town I made the
best effort I could originate to throw the hounds
off my trail. I thought I had succeeded for a
time, but they turned up at Dallas, and when I
registered at the Commercial Uotel their names
appeared under mine.
Long before this 1 had fully concluded that
they had fixed on the road between Austin and
San Antonio as the one where I should part com
pany with my diamonds and most probably with
my life. The chances were so favorable on that
lonely route that they merely kept on my trail
or rather in my company from St. Louis to the
capital. The situation then was that I was due
at a certain point fifty miles away and within
twenty-four hours, and that two men were deter
mined that my property should never reach there.
After strongly securing the door of my room
that night at the hotel I sat down to decide what
should be done, for there could be no mistaking
the fact that the crisis was at hand. Instead of
being mentally tired and worn out from the con
tinual strain to which I had been subjected, I
never was more prepared for intense thought in
all my life. I tipped my chair against the door,
sitting with my hand on my loaded revolver, in
which position I knew it would be impossible to
surprise me, and still thinking and turning over
all sorts of plans. I finally dropped asleep and did
not open my eyes until daylight. However, when
I roused up and looked around me I had fixed
upon a line of action. Whether it would take
me through or not remained to be seen, but I did
not hesitate to follow out the line I had laid out
for myself.
The next morning when the stage with the four
vigorous horses halted in front of the hotel, the
landlord went out and told the driver that I, who
had engaged a seat on the outside, was so ill I
would not be able to go with them for several
days. I was stealthily watching proceedings from
the upper window, and, when the heavy vehicle
lumbered off, it took with it the two men who
were following me for the purpose of robbery.
My belief was that they would leave the stage at
some point on the road and wait until it brought
me along, when the robbery would take place.
There were quite a number of passengers and I
had meditated taking several of them into my
confidence, but as they were strangers, perhaps
it was well that I refrained.
An hour later I sauntered down Austin avenue
and came upon an open wagon, in which a far
mer was climbing, as if about to start homeward.
As he gathered the lines in hand I asked him
where he lived.
" At New Braunfels a long ways from here,"
he answered in a decided German accent, while
he politely paused to see whether I had any
more questions to ask.
New Braunfels is a German settlement some
what more than half the distance to San Antonio,
and was generally reached by the stage about
the middle of the afternoon.
"Are you about to go home? "
He replied that he was.
" I'll give you ten dollars to allow me to ride
with you."
He sturdily refused to accept anything, but
said I was welcome, though there would be little
enjoyment on the trip, as his wagon was without
springs and he expected to drive quite rapidly.
This suited me, however, and I took my seat be
side him. He had some more business after I
had placed my valise inside and we were some
two hours behind the stage when we drove over
the high bridge which spans the Colorado and
struck off through the rich lands of Southwestern
Texas.
I became convinced from the style of the team
behind which I was riding that we would pass
the stage before reaching lew Braunfels, and as
I was sure my German friend was an honest fel
low I made a confident of him and told him of
my dilemma. I had in my possession some very
valuable jewelry, and there were two men in the
stage ahead who had planned to rob me. He
naturally asked how that could be done, when
there were over a dozen passengers besides, who
were doubtless armed, while I was able to do
something in my own defense."
"I see," he answered; "they have an under
standing with the James boys, who will stop the
stage somewhere along the road."
"The dickens!" I exclaimed, ' are the James
boys in Texas?"
"I saw them ride through New Braunfels last
week, and we shall meet them somewhere along
the road."
This was rather disquieting information, but I
could only make the best of it. I drew from my
valise an old coat and damaged hat which I don
ned. In the hat was'sonie frowzy, yellow hair,
which I "banged" about my forhead and ears, so
that my German friend broke out laughing at my
changed appearance.
"Now," said I, "Let me hold the reins and you
can keep the team going. If I am driving less
attention will be attracted to me."
The accommodating fellow complied at once,
and striking the spirited horses a sharp blow we
rattled off over the country at a lively gait. I
was considerably disturbed, for I could feel no
assurance that the not over brilliant strategem of
mine had thrown my dreaded acquaintances off
the scent. At the first stopping place, where the
conveyance changed horses, we were less than an
hour behind, so we expected to gain sight of it
within a short time.
And sure enough we did. Only a few miles
away we saw the stage standing still on the top
of a hill, as if the driver was giving his horses a
rest after the heavy pull. There were eighteen
passengers, as we learned, so that the four ani
mals had an unusually heavy load. So we push
ed steadily up the long incline until within a
hundred feet of the motionless stage, when my
German friend exclaimed:
" Great thunder ! That's Jesse James ! "
There was one medium-sized man sitting on a
small Texan pony, with his Winchester rifle
cocked and pointed toward the stage. On the
other side was another robber, standing close to
the vehicle with a cocked revolver in each hand,
while a third was superintending the spoliation
of the passengers, who were passing over watch
es, purses and valuables with the alacrity always
displayed on such occasions.
I was so startled by the sight that I drew out
to hurry by when Jessie James called to me with
a frightful oath to stop where I was and wait
till the panic was over. It is needless to say I
complied and was an absorbed spectator of the
robbery. The passengers looked and laughed
and tried to hide their possessions in all sorts of
places. The James boys indulged in a few coarse
oaths, but offered no violence and were not very
exacting in their demands. They took the
gold watches, diamond rings and such money as
was passed out to them, but no passenger was
entirely " cleaned out."
When they were through it was plain to me
they were disappointed, and they galloped away,
firing their pistols over their heads, quickly van
ishing in the mezquit bush. We passed the
stage and arrived at New Braunfels an hour
ahead.' There I donned my usual clothing,
compelled my German friend to accept a gratui
ty and waited for the stage.
It was rare enjoyment to me when the latter
drove up and I entered to study the expression
of the two men who had shadowed me all the way
from St. Louis and had doubtless arranged the
robbery for the purpose of making sure of the
diamonds I carried with me. They never heard,
and unless they come across this sketch, they
will never know how it was that the man who
carried this concentrated wealth and whom they
left ill in Austin on the 10th day of May, 1876,
stood on the porch of the hotel in New Braun
fels, on the afternoon of the same day, when the
stage drove up and journeyed with them to San
Antonio, where the property was safely placed
in the hands of the owner and by him presented
to his daughter that same evening.
A REMARKABLE CEMETERY.
A newspaper correspondent writing from Ha-
vanna says:
" One of the remarkable sights of Havana is the
cemetery designed by, I think, Captain-General
Tacon. Unlike all other cemeteries, the dead
are buried above in place of under ground. A
huge brick wall, nine feet thick and fourteen
feet high, surrounds two great squares, each
about a thousand feet long and wide. On the
inside the brick wall is pierced with two rows of
openings, one above the other, sufficiently capa
cious to admit the largest coffin. But one coffin
is permitted in each opening. When the coffin is
inserted the niouifch of the opening is hermetically
sealed, and a marble slab is placed within it
bearing an epitaph. On the extreme outside of
the opening, which resembles but is much lar
ger than the mouth of an oven, is fixed a sheet
of glass, and in the space between that and the
marble slab are generally seen wreaths of im
mortelles or some other mementoes of affection,
which are protected from being stolen by the
pane of glass. At this cemetery, in my time,
there were over 12,000 persons buried, and there
was no room for more. The great wide spaces
between the brick walls were laid out in walks
and flower beds, though in a sandy neglected
condition in the time I write of. Capt.-Gen.
Tacon's idea in the construction of this extraor
dinary burial place was that it would save the
air of the city from pollution, as bodies buried
in the ground in such a soil and climate infect
the atmosphere when they begin to moulder;
but within the air-tight brick inclosures above
ground there is no danger of this. That the
cemetery must have been popular is evidenced
from the fact that it was filled up in less than a
generation.
"There is an incident connected with this
cemetery that I cannot forbear relating, it has
such a tragic and pathetic interest. Twelve
years ago there was a paper published in Ha
vana called, if I am not mistaken, the Voz de
Quia. Its editor was a Spaniard, who hated
Cubans with a savage hatred, and some of his
diatribes against them were of the most exasper
ating kind. He was a zealous member of the
Casino, the Unio League club of Havana, all
the members being of one political faith and
almost all Spanish volunteers, and was an active
foe of Cuban rebels and sympathizers. He hap
pened to pay a visit to Key West, where Cuban
refugees abound, and at a Hotel in that place,
becoming involved in a quarrel with one of
them, he was set upon and killed in a very bru
tal fashion. His remains were brought back to
Havana, and the whole Spanish population
turned out to receive them. The volunteer
force of the city were under arms in the proces
sion, and fears were entertained that a massacre
of Cubans might occur. As it was, there were
bar-room brawls and considerable bloodshed
between Cubans and Spaniards the evening of
this memorable funeral. The dead editor was
interred in the cemetery described, and the
usual marble tablet and glass plate placed in
front of his resting place. Not long after a party
of young Cuban students of the Jesuits' col
lege, in the Calle Obispo, visited the cemetery,
and, coming to the grave of the defunct but
abhorred Spanish editor, they, with their dia
mond rings, wrote some scurrilous things on the
glass before the tomb. This fact came to the
ears of the Fifth volunteer regiment, and,
after the arbitrary fashion in which things are
done in Cuba by the Spaniards, the students
were arrested and thrown into prison, and two
days after tried by drum-head court-martial and
sentenced to be shot.
" The shooting was done in the open space off
the Alameda, near the Central prison, the Fifth
regiment being drawn up in a sort of hollow
square, and the six students, mere boys, each
kneeling on his coffin, were riddled to death
with Spanish lead. In all the atrocities of Span
ish rule there is nothing to excel this in cruelty
and injustice. An old-fashioned whipping with
a birch rod would have been punishment enough
for the offense committed ; but to render a de
cree of death, and to carry it out despite the
earnest appeals of all the English, German and
American merchants of the city, the consuls of
the different countries, despite the frantic crav
ings for clemency on the part of the broken
hearted mothers and relatives of the boys, dis
plays a depth of savagery in the Spanish nature
akin to that of the wild Indian of the plains. As
long as the Cuban mind treasures the memory of
wrong, this unhallowed and most atrocious deed
will nerve their arm for vengeance on the Span
iard." The Census Office has just published a report
on the production of bituminous coal in the
United States. It appears that the total amount
of bituminous coal mined in the United States
during the census year 1880 was 42,420,580 tons,
of which total 29,842,240 tons were produced in
the Appalachian coal-field. Allegheny county,
Pennsylvania, furnished over one-tenth and the
States of Pennsylvania, Illinois, and Ohio nearly
three-fourths of the entire product. The average
price per ton at the mine in 1880 was $1.22,
while in 1870 it was $1.92, at a cost of 88 cents.
The anthracite product was 28,646,995 tons, nearly
all furnished by the State of Pennsylvania,
making the total coal product of the country for
the census year 71,067,576 tons.
England produced 146,818,122 tons in the same
year.
HOW CIGARETTES ARE MADE,
1 ran across a cigarette factory the other day.
Whew ! I wouldn't write or, rather you wouldn't
dare print whatl saw. Dirty butts of cigars fresh
from the filth of the muddy streets are the
cleanest and nicest of the material used in com
piling these precious roads to ruin. I came
down town on a Madison Avenue car this even
ing and on the tail end there were three little
chaps, the eldest about fourteen. Each smoked a
cigarette and spat his life away. I ventured to
ask them if they enjoyed the odor. They said
they did.
And the taste? Certainly. On inquiring I
found they had a well-known brand of cigarette,
noted for its " opium soak " and its terrible smell
when burning. Poor little devils. They can't
last long. They were pale and sickly, puny and
offensive. What kind of men will they make ?
Men? They're men already in their own eyes.
They and a majority of our little lads are full of
the slang of the day, up in all the catches and
abundantly able to hold up their end of a con
versation. I subsequently saw these three boys
in Niblo's Garden. It would have done you good
to hear them talk. A blind man might reason
ably think he was listening to three old men.
Nothing was new. They had seen it all before,
and better done at that. Down went the cur
tain, out went the boys, but before they felt the
first breath of fresh air from the street each puny
hand held a cigarette to the vile-smelling mouth,
and puff! puff! they sickened every body in their
vicinity. This is an old grievance of mine, and I
don't care to bore you with it, but I feel it keenly.
Day by day the vice grows stronger. There was
a time when cigarette smoking was confined al
most entirely to Cubans, who knew what good
tobacco was and made their own cigarettes.
Gradually the habit spread. Dealers followed
suit. Makers became uncrupulous. Little dirty
boys were sent out to pick up cigar stumps.
Other equally disgusting material was also util
ized. Opium was made to do duty. Cheap
paper took the place of rice paper. I wish these
boys could see the stuff their paper is made from.
Wouldn't it turn their little stomachs? I trow,
I trow. The cheap paper, the old stumps, the
opium and the chemicals used to make them
" strong " deserve to be shown up. Parents have
no influence with their sons. Why not ? Be
cause they smoke cigarettes or pipes themselves.
The boys charge all the good advice they get to
their fathers' desire to keep them down. There
is but one way to deal with American boys.
Reason with them through their eyes. If every
nicotined stomach was made public, if every
time a fellow died of too much cigarette the fact
was made known, if the proud beys could be
shown a rag factory and a stump grinder, it seems
to me the cigarette business would be wound up
very soon. Joe Hovcard.
THE SPONGE.
Since 1863, the sponge trade in New York has
been gradually growing, but there are now only
twelve persons engaged in the business. The
importations amount to about $1,225,600 per
annum, the duty on which (twenty per cent, ad
valorem) amounts to about $250,000. Most of
the sponges come from Nassau, West Indies,
Trieste, Marseilles; Paris, Archipelago, and Flor
ida. They average in prices, "bales," 25 cents to
$2 per lb., and those used for toilet purposes are
worth from 15 cents to $10 apiece. There are in
all about fifty specimens of sponges, among which
are "Mocha," "bathing," "toilet," and "'Sheep's
wool." In Archipelago men dive for sponges, but
in Bahama, Florida, Nassau, and other places,
they are "dredged or racked " for; for this pur
pose a prong or kind of kay-iork is employed.
When the sponge is found it is as black as coal,
and in each hole some insect or vermin is secret
ed. The sponge is washed in pure water, and
then buried in the earth for fifteen or twenty
days to purge it of the "fleshy" smell that it has
when first taken from the sea. After digging it
up, it is again washed, and then allowed to re
main in a large tank of water for ten or twelve
days, when it is trimmed and ready to put on
the market. The largest sponge that has thus
far been found is owned by a New York city
merchant, who has refused "fancy" prices for it.
It is a sea monster, weighing 11. lbs. ; its cir
cumference is 8 feet, and it measures 3 feet in
diameter.
TO TELL THE HOUR.
Seat yourself at a table; attach a piece of
metal (say a shilling) to a thread; having placed
your elbow on the table, hold the thread between
the points of the thumb and forefinger, and allow
the shilling to hang in the centre of a glass
tumbler : the pulse will immediately cause the
shilling to vibrate like a pendulum, and the
vibrations will increase until the shilling strikes
the sides of the glass ; and suppose the time of
experimentbe7,or 7:30, the pendulum will strike
the o-lass seven times, and then lose its momentum
andretum to the centre. If you hold the thread
a sufficient length of time the effect will be re
peated, but not until a sufficient space of time
has elapsed to convince you that the experiment
is complete. We need not add that the thread
must be held with a steady hand, otherwise the
vibrating motion would be contracted. At what
ever hour of the day or night the experiment is
made the coincidence will be the same.
The Agriculturist recommends wood creosote
for bronchitis and catarrh, with good medical
authority in accord, for aught we know, with
the microscopic insect germ theory of disease.
Creosote is the essence of smoke, used, we have
read, for curing hams. Smoky fireplaces for
wood and peat are time-honored disinfectants
and curatives. The sandal-wood incense favored
by the Chinese in their joss houses is doubtless
an evidence of the pious regard of an ancient
race for the curative power of smoke, and a good
word may be said, perhaps, for that curious out-,
come of modern civilization the smoking ear
since we must account for its existence in some
way.
Divide and rule, the politician cries;
Unite and lead, is the watchword of the wise.
Go north and south on German ground,
Eastward and westward wander,
Two nasty things you'll find abound
Tobacco smoke and slander.
BARS AND NUGGETS.
The first piece of gold found in California was
worth fifty cents, and the second $5. Since that
time one nugget has been found worth $43,000 ;
two, $21,000; one, $10,000; two, $8,000; one,
$6,500; four, $5,000; twelve worth from $3,000
to $4,000, and eighteen worth from $1,000 to
$2,000, have been found and recorded in the his
tory of the State. In addition to the above,
numberless nuggets worth from $100 to $500 are
mentioned in the annals of California gold-mining
during the last thirty years. From the date
of the discovery of gold in California to the pres
ent time the yield has been about $1,000,000,000;
therefore it is very easy to see the small figure
that nuggets cut in the gold yield. Big nuggets
are very fine things to show, but after all it is
the fine gold the dust that shows up. Although
ten years younger than California, and a pro
ducer of a !ess precious metal, Nevada has yielded
in good solid silver bars $275,000,000. The annu
al product of gold is now less than $100,000,000
throughout the world, and its foreign coinage
has practically ceased. In the United States the
production of gold has of late years greatly di
minished. In 1878 it was $47,000,000 ; in 1879
it was $38,900,000, and in 1880 bHt $36,000,000.
A large part of the coinage in our mints at pres
ent is of plate and of foreign and worn colas.
The reports and accounts submitted to the di
rector of the mint show during the year deposits
of gold of domestic production $35,815,536.55; of
plate, jewelry, and worn coin $1,784,207.90, and
of foreign coin and bullion $92,233,858, being a
total of $130,833,102.45, and excess of $32,000,000
over the gold deposits of last year. Territorial
Enterprise.
SHOT FROM A CATAPULT.
Our fellow-citizen, Bill Jones so called was
one among the large crowd that attended the cir
cus a few weeks ago in this city. The feature
that attracted Mr. Jones' attention more than
anything else was the wonderful catapult the
flying machine and the daring Lu Lu. The
catapult is a wonderful machine, and is so con
structed that by the agency of a large number of
rubber cords it will throw a man a great ways in
the air, giving him several evolutions before
alighting. This trick excited the imitativeness
of Mr. Jones, and he told Johnnie Doe and Dick
Eoe, in confidence, that he could fix up a machine
that would fling him as far as the catapult did
Lu Lu, and a small wager was put up to stimu
late Jones in the undertaking.
Now, be it known, Mr. Jones is the man who
has been run over by a freight train, and a 2.40
trotter, in full tilt, knocked him within an acre
of the further bank of the dark river, and the
hard side of a brick on another occasion came
near taking the half of his head off, yet, being
unbaffled, he built a catapult of his own devising.
The machine was easily constructed, being made
of two good-sized hickory saplings, bent down and
cut off about fifteen feet from the earth. Across
these a plank was fastened, upon which the
would-be Lu Lu was to lay himself. At about
the distance he imagined he would fall a large
lot of loose hay was placed, so as to make the
descent easy. Everything being put in a circus
like order, Johnnie Doe and Dick Eoe and the
boys in the neighborhood were notified to be on
hand.
The catapult was sprung by means of a wind
lass and a strong rope. "Now," said Jones,
putting himself in position in a way that would
have excited the envy of Lu Ln the original,
" when I say ready, cut the chord and turn it
loose." Everything was arranged and the com
mand given. Dick clipped the chord, and Jones
went up as if he had been shot from a two-hundred-pound
gun, and Johnnie Doe says he went
up as high as the weather-cock on the court
house steeple. He passed forty feet beyond the
hay pile and fell in close proximity to a big
stump. The only injury received by Mr. Jones
was five broken ribs, nose dislocated, knocked
breathless, and one arm a little out of socket.
His physician says he will recover. Griffin (Ga.)
Sun.
A SPECIAL WARNING,
Our Chonpique correspondent writes us, says a
Louisiana paper, that at ten o'clock on the even
ing of the 20th ult Mr. Martin Delehaute, one
of the regular mill hands at Eabalais' mill, on
Chonpique, saw, not far from his house, a man
on a white horse, standing perfectly still and
having his arm extended. He went to see who
it was, when it vanished into air. He took this
to be the foreboding of some evil to occur either
to himself or his family. He told his wife all
about his vision, and on the next day would not
go into the swamp to cut logs as he had done
before. On the following day he was sent for,
but did not like to go on account of having a
presentiment that something was to happen to
him on that day. However, he took his axe and
went to the chopping, and on finding nobody
there he turned back toward home.
On his way back he met Mr. Tancrede Mayeux
going to the chopping, who requested him to go
back with him to chop some saw logs. He told
him that he did not like to go, but would help
him until ten o'clock a. m., after which time he
would not hit another lick. They accordingly
went to the chopping and went to work. They
cut one tree, which lodged, and in order to get
that tree to the ground they concluded to cut
another tree across the lodged one, which would
produce the desired effect. AVhen the second
tree was nearly cut off he remarked to his com
panion that it was about ten b'clock and that he
would give the tree one more lick which would
be the last one, when the tree twisted" around,
throwing him with his head against a bunch of
roots, and the tree falling on his head fractured
his skull. Mr. Mayeux just escaped by one foot
of space.
At precisely ten o'clock a. m., thirty-six hours
after Mr. Delehaute saw the before-mentioned
vision, Mr. A E. Eabalais, seated on a white
horse, stopped at precisely the same spot, and in
the same attitude where Mr. Delehaute had
seen the vision, and gave Mrs. Delehaute the
startling information that her husband was
very nearly killed, and then hastily rode off in
search of Dr. Cullum. Dr. Culluni arrived, but
the unfortunate man was beyond the reach ot
medical skill, and died at sundown of the same
day.
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