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•»1/ you «b could knowl How many needless fear» were ntHledl" We tell our liitttrt» with trembling lips. "Twcre then leu» sad that May lime »Itpe Away and leave» dream» unfulfilled. If youih could knowl*' "Could age forget!" Again we cry. with tear dimmed eym, "Our Hi»* would wear less sad a «mile |Tor hope** that we have held er&t while« Earth »till would seem like i'uradise. Could age forgetl" If youth could know! TI« pitiful to grope through ligbtl And yet and yet if youth hud known. Mayhap the heart hud turned to h to an. 'Twere hard to read life'» book aright. If youth could know Could age forgetl Tin pitiful too late to learn! And yet -and yet if age forgot. There were sweet thoughts remembered not. To hardness sympathy might turn. Could age forget. 'If youth could knowl Could age forgetl" We cry; but would we have it so? Were fewer eyes wit h lashes wet? We hug our limitations yet. While crying, as life's moments go, 'Could age forgetl It youth could knowl" -Hilaries Washington Coleman in Harper's Bazar___ KING SOLOMON'S TOMB. The little fishing village of Kockport, on the coast, of the st ate of Af--, was strange ly silent and almost deserted It was not thAt the men wer.-. it sea engaged in tbeir usual avocation, for their boats were drawn up iu a long line ou the sands and their nets were drying in the sun. All who could be spared from their homes had that moruing traveled over the rocky road that led to Sedgwick, the county town, situated some miles iu the interior. They had gone to attend a trial which was to take place iu the court, then in session. Part of those who made this unusual Journey were subpoenaed to appear as wit nesses, while the others were drawn by a natural interest in the case. One of their townsmen, a fellow fisherman, stood charged with the highest crime known to the law. that, of murder. And the victim, while not a resident of tlie village, had lived near at hand, and was well known to every mau. woman and child in the neigh . bo r hood. Yes, .Jack Hastings, the bravest, biggest hearted, handsomest of the young meu of the village, was accused of taking the life ol old Jasper Karch. Not one of the Usher folk but would have staked life and honor upon the innocence of Hastings, while, aside from '. : t irai horror inspired by his violent death, little sympathy was felt for the murdered map. Jasper Karch, the miser, usurer and grasping landlord, was the evil genius of his simple hearted neighbors. Impelled by his greed tor gain, he schemed and snved. stinting himself iu the necessaries of life, until at the age of fifty he was pre maturely aged and decrepit. He had never married and having no relatives in the re gion lived in a house fast falling into ruins, without even a dog to share his cheerless home. On the morning of the day on which the alleged murder was committed the two men were seen upon the beach en gaged in an angry colloquy The roar of the surf and a stilt breeze that was blow ing prevented the other fishermen who were at work upon their nets and boats from understanding the subject of their conversation But Jack was seen to shake bis list in the face of his companion, and was heard to shout, "I would drown you in the seal'' A few minutes later both men entered their boats, sailing away ils if bound upon a common errand That evening Jack Hastings returned as usual, but the boat of Jasper Karch was cast up empty upon the shore, a hole in its bottom seeming to indicate that an unstic cessful effort had been made to sink it. The living Jasper Karch never came back, his body, it was supposed, lay buried in the sea. It was well known that an ill feeling ex isted between the men. Jack had his little romance. Pretty Polly Alderson was his betrothed wife, and it was the intention for the young couple to be married before the spring had come again. Polly, with her yellow hair, blue eyes, pink cheeks and lithe figure, a true child of the sea kings, was the acknowledged belle of the village. One day as shç tripped along the road past the house of Jasper Karch, that worthy, leaning on his rickety gate, called out to her in a tone of malicious banter; 'So you are going to marry that beg gar of a Hastings! You'd better take me and stand the chance of being left a rich widow." Polly, with crimson cheeks and flashing eyes, hurried on in silence, glad to escape from one whom sne both feared and de tested so heartily Jack was highly indignant over this in suit, addressed as it was to his betrothed and himself, vowing that on the first op port unity he would teach the old man a lesson he would never forget. The young tishermau was far too cbival rous to inflict bodily injury upon one so greatly his senior, but instead spoke to him in words that stung old Jasper into a fearful paroxysm of rage. The vengeance of Jasper Karch was pro verbial No man crossed his path with im punity He now began a system of perse culion which became the source of untold trouble and sorrow to the young couple aud their friends It was believed outside of the village that, driven to extremity, Jack Hastings had destroyed his tormenter The accused young man was able to ren der a consistent and highly probable denial ol the grave charge under which he rested He declared that tie had parted in anger from Jasper Karch that morning, but he had lett him alive aud well when within a short distance of the fishing grounds. His unsupported testimony was, however, iu Buflicient to secure his discharge. He had been remanded to Jail, and this particular day tie was to stand in peril of his life a ml liberty before a jury of his countrymen. A naif mile to the south of the village a mass ol rocks rose iu the form of a cliff, high above the sea At its foot in the deep shadow the waves were churned into foam, on its summit the suulieams fell hnghtand warm, and the light breeze gently swayed the few hardy plants that sprang from the thin soil Uu the cliff, his head projecting over its edge, lay a boy His garments were neat and clean, but of coarse material, and had seen long service as their threadbare cou dition abuudatitly testified He was, perhaps, (ifteeu years of age, but a glance at Ins pale, thin face gave the im pression that lie was elder in mind and ex pe rie I ice than iu years The whole appearance of the youth in dicated that he was not oue of those who dwelt in the village aud drew their pre carious subsistence from t he sea Poor he cerium i> was, out it was the poverty of a great city that was evidenced iu his garb and manner This was Frank Bryson, a nephew of old Jerry Alderson He was born in Kock port, bug on the death of his father, while he was yet a babe, his mother had been driven to seek a livelihood in the city of Boston The boy was not strong, and his mother had sent him to the old home with the hope that t he change of scene and the bracing eea air might bring the health which the crowded city had denied him. When Jerry Alderson aud his family Started for Sedgwick, Frank was left be^ hind, the fatigue of so long a journey being deemed too great for his enfeebled con dition. j ! I Frank, who wa» a dreamer, a» all boys are, lay there on his lofty perch watching the receding tide, while his rnlud was oe cupted with a sérié» of the most enchanting pictures ever painted by the youthful im j agination l^ower and lower the boiling waters fell, disc losing the black and jagged rocks at the foot of t he cliff After a time the lioysat up. looking over toward t lie village as if to assure himself that he was uu watched, hut the jutting rocks effectually hid him from the view of any who might be disposed to look that way He drew from his pocket a luncheon of bread, «tried fish and cheese, a portion of which lie proceeded to eat, carefully re serving the remainder for his further need. When lie had dispatched his frugal meal he opened a package which lay beside him and examined with care the contents, which were several candles, a box of matches and a quantity of thin but strong cord, such as the fishermen used for their lines The tide was now at its lowest ebb. The boy brought from the stunted bushes a shovel and a pick, which he Attached to the line, and, dropping them over the edge of the cliff, lowered them down into the surging waters below Then he secured the end of the line to a stout stake which he drove into a crevice of the rock. Steadying himself with the cord the youth began to clam!>er dawn the almost perpendicular wall lieueath him It was a perilous descent, but the light frame and clear head of the young ad vent urer euabled him to accomplish it without accident. The spray dashed up by the waves fell upon him like rain as he paused to rest for a moment 01 » a narrow ledge at the base of the cliff Resuming his jouruey he car* fully advanced until he stood beside an opening in the rock The furious waters boiled beneath him. and at intervals a w ave higiier than the rest threatened to in gulf him. Watching his opportunity Frank placed his foot upon the dripping threshold, and passed under the low, natural arch that formed the upper part of the opeuing. A wave came hissing after him as if to drag him back, but tie clung to the rugged sides of this strange doorway, and after a sharp scramble stood upon the floor of the cave within.* A flush of triumph glowed upon the pale cheek of the boy and a new light gleamed in his eye as he broke the silence, saying. 'Here I am in King Solomon's tomb! It was an awful job to get here, and I wonder if 1 shall find what I came after?" His audible soliloquy brought him no re spouse but the echoes which rolled and reverberated like distant thunder through the cave. Frank relapsed into silence, but con tiuued his line of thought; "It is strange that none of the people of the village ever dared venture into this cuve. Really, 1 am a Christopher Col urn bus on a small scale, discovering new worlds, or, at least, reclaiming that which has almost passed from the memory of man.' Remembering some ulterior purpose that bad brought him to the place he hauled in the cord, which he still retained in his hand, until the shovel and pick, which were attached to the end, clattered on the floor at his feet. When this was done he turned his atten tion to his surroundings. Pitchy darkness prevailed throughout the cave, except for a small space around where the young explorer stood, there it was relieved by the faint light which came through the entrance. Lighting a candle he held it aloft and beheld a scene of dazzling beauty A vast gothic cathedral seemed to rise out of the darkness. Great arches of living rock formed the roof, from which depended stalactites which refracted the light and glittered with all the hues of the rainbow. ! Tiie walls seemed set with rubies, dia monds, emeralds and sapphires, aud the drops of water as the}'fell upon the hard floor and splashed in the rebound spread a misty splendor through the empty space. That one little candle flame was multi plied a thousand fold, filling the boy with awe and admiration at the beauty it re vealed. In the middle of tiie cave a large object attracted Frank's attention. It was a rock, carved and fretted by nature's baud into the most fantastic and beautiful designs both in color aud form. It seemed a huge sarcophagus, gorgeously adorned, the last resting place of one of the fabled giants of Arabian story. ''I see," cried the boy with enthusiasm. "i see why the cave bears the name it does This is the coflin of King Solomon, as it is called." It was, indeed, a tomb worthy of Israel's wisest kiug. Having satisfied himself as to the gen eral appearance of tiie cave, Frank ap proached the coffin for the purpose of closely inspecting 1t It was evidently a bowlder detached from the roof, and had no doubt lain in its present position for thousands of years Placing his candle upon a rock, he took his pick and proceeded to make a careful examination of the floor around the mimic sarcophagus At every stroke the point of the implement encountered the solid rock, but the motive that inspired tiie labor would uot permit tiie boy to desist until convinced that the stratum upou which he stood was intact, as nature's hand had * ait * ***• Wearied with his exertions, he sat dowu upon a projection of the sarcophagus, and, resting his head upon his hand, gave him ! self up to profound thought. His reflec- J tions at last found utterance in muttered words "Frank," said his inner self, "you are disappointed again l he pirate's gold j you expected to^ liud behind the coflin of ; ........ * l * ......" ' Solomon is not there, aud you will bav return to Boston as poor as you came." Tears filled the boy's eyes as the vision of his gentle, palefaced mother, weary and woru with toil and anxiety, rose before him. While he had tieen engaged in his search the tide had turned. A wave rising to the level of the Hoor of the cave stole gently toward him ami broke in foam around hi9 feet. He cast a startled glance at the en trance, \\ here he saw that the water had risen high enough to bar that aveuue of es cane. Another wave recalled him to a sense of his immediate danger«, ami he Hashed his light around the cave in search of a place of refuge, his eyes resting upon a. part which had escaped his attention before He saw a flight of irregular steps rising to a ledge, which like a gallery extended along the landward side of the cave. It took him but a moment to spring upon the lowest step, tiie foaming waters pursuing him as he ascended He was soon in a place of safety Here he could await the subsidence of the tide, for it was clear that the waters never readied t his elevation. From his perch he watched the inflowing of the sea The floor upon which he stood was now covered, and Solomon's sarcoph agus was being rapidly swallowed up. A faint green light filtered through the waters that filled the entrance, which glowed dimly like mi immense emerald. The candle which the boy held in his hand bod hitherto burned quietly and steadily, but now it suddenly flared and I j I ! : 1 I was extinguished by a strong current of air which seemed to issue from the back of i the cave ! Remembering that the gallery extended j some distance beyond him, he moved for- | ward cautiously, feeling his way with hands aud feet. He desired to obtain a more sheltered position l>efore relighting his candle Darkness, thick and impenetrable, sur ! rounded him. The light from the outer I world had grown fainter, seeming to re- | cede to an immeasurable distance. j Frank was not reckless, neither was he a coward, but the tension of body and mind were well nigh intolerable. He panted I vuai/f nv luc ! RO hazardous that ami l re in bled, but pushed bravely on. He J wa* now beyond the reach of the current 1 of air. which l»egan fo sob and moan as it was driven to and fro through the unseen ! passage by the rise ami fall of the wave». I Frank now paused, sitting down upon ; the rock floor aud extending his hands in j order to acquaint himself with the nature of his immediate surroundings. Hi» fingers in their search encountered something, lie knew not what, but it seemed to lie a hit man foot incased in a shoe At the same time the horrible odor of putrefaction greeted his nostrils It took but a moment for the boy to assure himself that his conjecture was true, and an involuntary cry burst front his lips. Wrought up almost to madness be would have fled but for the imprisoning dark ness. When with trembling Angers be suc ceeded in relighting his candle he saw the body of a man lying before him, bis feet extending toward the spot where he sat. The man was dead. His bead was pil lowed upon a stone. Beside him were the remains of a burned out candle, a pick and a shoveL The face was swollen and dis colored, and a dark spot that spread over the floor beside him indicated that he had died from some injury which had beeu at tended with prof use hemorrhage. The dead man was well advanced In years. His hair was gray, verging to white. His thin but muscular body was clothed in threadbare garments, covered with darns and patches. He presented every appear ance of extreme poverty. Frank began to feel a sense of fellowship with the unfortunate man who had to all appearances entered the cave on an errand similar to his own, and for the moment failed to discern the sinister lesson taught by his ghastly discovery. Determined to know more of his silent neighbor, he proceded to examine his pockets. A well filled purse, a pocket knife, a small quantity of tobacco and a bunch of keys rewarded his search. There was a growing impression in the mind of the hoy that he was about to un ravel the mystery which had agitated and perplexed the minds of the good people of Rock port for the past two months. Thus far he had discovered no clew to the identity of the dead man. Jasper Karch he had never seen, for this was his first visit to Rockport since his mother'3 removal when he was an infant a few months old. A closer examination of the bunch of keys brought to light a small brass check, which hail engraved upon it the name of Jasper Karch. So intense had been his interest in hi* search that Frank had forgotten every thing but the mystery which was being re solved under his hands. When the flicker ing light of the candle revealed the name of the man for whose murder Jack Hast ings was that day held responsible at the bar of a court of justice, he shouted aloud, his voice mingling with the strange sounds that filled the cave: ''I have fourni hiinl I have found him!" The sound of his own voice recalled the boy to a sense of his isolation, and raised the question with increased interest as to how he should effect his escape with the important information ne had so strangely acq u i red. He could not grasp the matter in all its bearings, but be felt that he held the key of Jack Hastings' prisou cell in his hands. He looked down into the cave below him. It was filled with surging waters He must wait until the tide fell. But when would that lie? He had been told that the sea rarely receded sufficiently to clear the mouth of the cave. Indeed, he remem bered that it was a matter of com mon report that for years the fissure was not seen at all it was then the merest ac cident that enabled him and his unfortu nate com pauiou to enter at all. He knew that, at best, the attempt was regarded as living inhabitant of the village had ever undertaken to visit the cave. The horror of the situation, intensified by the presence of the dead man, who lay among the shadows like an effigy carved out of the rock, burst upon the mind of the young treasure hunter As a last resort he thought of the aper ture through which the current of air flow ed, and had but little difficulty in finding the place. His light was extinguished as he came before the opening, but he was able to sat isfy himself that it was sufficiently ca pacious to admit the passage of two bodies as large as his own. Carefully placing in his pockets the arti cles taken from the body of the dead man he entered tiie opening and began his per ilous journey. The crevice through which he was crawl ing Frank found to be a natural drain for the surface above, leading up through the strata in a most tortuous manner. The boy had no means of judging the flight of time, but days seemed to pass while he worked his way laboriously along His bauds were torn and bleeding, his knees were cut by the sharp edges of the rocks and his clothes hung about him iu rags. The wind howled and whistled around him as it was drawn into the cave and ex pelled again by the waves. When huugeraud thirst made themselves felt he remembered the remains of his luncheon, aud drawing it from his pocket strove to eat. Somewhat refreshed, Frank renewed his Btiakeüke course, feeling that flesh aud blood could bear but little more, At last, to his inexpressible joy, a faint ! light appeared in the distance, which in J creased iu volume ami intensity as he ad vanced, until he beheld the end of the passage aud the blue sky beyond, j When tiie boy at ieugih stood in the ; upper world of light and liberty he knew not where he was He was at the bottom I of a natural caldron inclosed by a wall of rock and overarched by the sky j As he stood there vaguely wondering what his next move would l>e, a loud shriek followed by a groan ami ending iu a peal of demoniacal laughter broke upon his ear. Ah, surely he recognized that sound! It was the rush of the wind through the watercourse from which he had just emerged. Yes, and heard from without he knew it to be the noise which had given a spot not far from his uncle's cabin the name of the Devil's Patch. Guided by his discovery, the hoy clam bered over the edge of the caldron and bhw near at baud the dwellings of his friends The air was fresh and balmy, the sun was rising, he had spent the night under ground Wit h all the speed his exhausted condi tion would permit, he made his way to his uncle's door. I A chorus of shrieks greeted his appear ance. It was not until they had laid hands upon him that the family would believe lie ! was not an apparition. The villagers had sought, for his body all the night long, lie : lieving that he had met with a fatal acci 1 dent. Frank's knees trembled under him and I he sank to the floor, crying: "I have found him! I have fourni him!" When he regained consciousness he found himself lying upon a bed surrounded by bis fir the the to It ! it j ; i j I ■ I j ; ! his friends i ho have you found, Frank?" inquired ! his uncle. j "Jasper Karch," replied the boy, draw | IdR from his pocket the articles which he had taken from tiie body in the cave. The most intense excitement now pre vailed, a thousand questions were show ered upon the lad, but exhausted nature would bear no more—Frank relapsed into insensibility. | The news was carried to Sedgwick, the j trial was suspended, and the coroner and other officers of the law came down to in vestigate this new phase of the case, I It was not until the following day that I I j I ; J ' ! i I j i ! I j 1 ; i j ! i j i j $ Frank could near the strain of a formal examination, then the facts discovered In bis treasure hunting expedition were fully revealed The various articles belonging to Jasper Karch were identified, and in further con j fir mat ion of Ids story Frank was taken to the Devil's Patch, where he pointed cut the crevice from which he had emerged. A handsome reward was offered to any one who would make the descent, but no one was found sufficiently stouthearted to ven ture. The sun shone fitfully that morning. Dark masses of cloud swept in unending procession across the sky The old men gravely conned the signs and predicted dirty weather. That evening the storm came on. At first a quickening laud breeze, which In creased in violence until it blew with the force of a tornado. The rain fell in tor rents, »tinging tiie flesh of the unfortu nates exposed to the fury of the storm like hailstones. For twenty-four hours the war of the elements raged, and it was not,.until the morning of the third day that clear sky was seen again. Few of the fishermen's cabins had es caped damage, while many of their boats had been blown into the sea and carried away. Under the combiued influence of the high wind aud the ebb tide the sea had retired farther than the oldest inhabitant remem bered to have seen it. A broad belt of sand appeared, stretching as far as the eye could reach along the shore. Frank Bryson hud sauntered down to the I »each, walking unconsciously in the direction of King Solomon's tomb, when be was startled by observing that the en trance stood high and dry above the water. He called to the fishermen and pointed to the dark opening in the rocks. A party was quickly organized for the purpose of recovering the body of Jasper Karch. Under the leadership of the boy the task was an easy one, the men returning in an hour with the body of the old man resting upon a rudely constructed litter. The corpse was carried into the nearest cabin and the coroner summoned. The ex citement in the village was intense. It was believed, without a doubt, that evidence was about to be produced which would make Jack Hastings a free man. Polly Anderson flung her arms about the neck of her cousin, overwhelming him with her gratitude. When the coroner and his physician ar rived it was W'ith difficulty that the inquest could be inaugurated. At length a jury was secured and sworn The body was identified as that of the missing man, Jasper Karch. The outer pockets of the garments of the dead man were empty, their conteuts hav ing been brought to the village by Frank. But when his vest was unbuttoned & pocketbook of oiled canvas was discovered It contained letters, papers and bank notes. ! it had stains of blood upon it. and one paper hastily folded was particularly marked with the imprint of bloody Angers j An examination of the body revealed a crushed aud broken leg, from the lacerated ; arteries of which it was evident that the i life blood had oozed away j Another unexpected light was thrown upon the affair by the presentation of the I anchor of Jasper Karch's boat, which had ■ beeu found fast to the rocks in front of the I cave by the party who had gone in search j of his body. When the anchor was held up before the ; jury for examination a fisherman pushed himself to the front aud asked to be sworn. ! His request l»eing complied with, he testi fled that he had seen Jasper Karch iu his boat sailing in the direction of King Solo mon's tomb at uoou on the day of his dis Appearauce at the time that Jack Hastings was known to l»e at the fishing grounds He also remembered that the tide was uu usually low on that day He had not tes tilled at the trial because he could not fix the time, but when he saw the anchor his memory was stimulated so as to bring the whole matter clearly to his min i. As it was clearly a case of accidental death, never did a jury render a verdict in accordance with the facts as adduced with greater satisfaction than did the fellow townsmen of Jack Hastings. The coroner, escorted by the fishermen, returned to Sedgwick, and before the day had closed the ex-prisoner at the bar clasped the radiant Polly in his arms, a free man. The authorities having interred there mains of Jasper Karch iu the village "God's acre,'.' proceeded to settle up L:s estate according to the law governing * ueb cases. When the contents of the oiled canvas pocketbook were examined, a crumpled, blood stained paper, which proved to be ar. old letter, was found to bear on its back the following, traced in pencil by a weak and trembling baud: In the name of God. Amen, i. Jaspe 1 Karch. being in my right mind, and believing that 1 am about to die, do make this my last will and testament, hereby revoking all form er wills that I may have made, do give and bequeath the sum of ten thousand dollars ($10,000), money at interest in the Commer cial National bank of Boston, to Jane Bryson, widow of William Bryson, late of Kock port, or her heirs, a« an act of restitution for a wrong done the said Wiliam Bryson in the year 18—, by which be was ruined financial ly and his death hastened. 1 give and bequeath to my brother. Samuel Karch. of Hillsdale, N. Y., the residue of my estate, or in event of his having died pre vious to the execution of this my last will and testament, 1 give and bequeath said resi due to Jane Bryson, herein before mentioned, or to her heirs, making her my sole legatee. I appoint John Wilson, Esq., of Sedgwick, to be my executor Signed and sealed this 10th day of July, in the year of our Lord, eighteen hundred aud -. Jasper K a m u. Scrawled below the will, with its jumble of legal phrases, was the following * Ill« and for for ing A on and she seif tell to ten I to It ! I ! j of : j j , I ; I fix ' ! j ! ' a j ; ! 1 have tM *en tempted to seek i roast ire ii t King Solomon's tomb, and 1 have suite red a jus* punishmt'i il for my sin s against (Oh: 1 ant 1 man. A roc k ba. * fallen upon my le K l n m hi eeding to death. God have m< ere y on niy m >u l. J Asru i Ka IU H. I As the closest scrutiuyof the instrument I served but to establish its genuineness, it j was presented for probate by the gentle I man named by the testator. ; The news traveled quickly to Rock port. where Frank learned of his good fort une J it was flashed over the e ectric wire to the ' poor woman in Boston, who. on her knees thanked tiie giver of all good for his favor to the widow and the fatherless It was a great fortune to Mrs Bryson, but she felt that the legacy could be in no ! sense a compensation for the sorrow and i toil which had been imposed upon her I through the kuavery of Jasper Karch j The whole village rejoiced with the for i tu nate mother and son, while Frank was ! the hero of the hour I The happy boy was heard to remark. "\ went to King Solomon's tomb to seek y treasure. I did not find it, and I did tine It, which is the best riddle 1 ever ran across j Do you know a better one?" The inquiries of the executor discloses 1 the fact that Samuel Karch had died in ; great poverty five years previous to the i death of his brother, so that Mrs. Bryson became the possessor of all the Gourde«! wealth of the miser, Jasi>er Karch. j Frank was ou the beach before return ! ing to Boston, taking a last look at the i cave where he had risked his life and found his treasure, when he met Jack Hastings and his cousin, Polly Alderson, j walking arm iu arm "You're a rich man now, Frank, and you deserve it," said Jack, "but the greatest treasure you found you have given to me i —my liberty and my happiness."—Charles j Alpha Briu gburst. _ In Massachusetts there are more than $ 350 , 000,000 deposited in savings banks; and all of it is in small sums, for the law does not allow any person to draw interest on more than $1,000 in any bank. so ! 1 to j 1 ; J j i , ! ! j ' ing SUE SMASHES BAGGAGE. * YOUNG WOMAN WHO 13 A RAIL ROAD STATION AGENT, Ill« Bell* Ticket«, Take» Car* of Expre«» Matter, Doe» the Telegraphing and Check» and Uncheck» Baggage—The Re porter Didn't Have to A»k queitlnns. The only woman ticket agent on lying Inland is at the Sea Cliff station. Her Imme is Miss Margaret Daley. She is twenty-three year» old; she has blue eyes and gold-red hair; she doesn't care much for country laris, and she's "boss of the shanty," ns she says with pride, and if you donbt It just try to fool around the station for a few minutes She is a New York girl, and she haa ideas of her own on every subject imaginable, from baggage check ing and the management of railroads to universal suffrage and dress reform. A reporter went to Hea Ciiff to have a chat with this interesting railroad em ploy «wo. He arrived just before the train to New York was due and found her busy When Miss Daley is busy she is very Icy A long line was waiting in front of the ticket office, and the reporter stood in the middle of the room and watched things When the last of the line had disappeared through the doorway, and me train bad whistled before starting, Mis» Daley sat down iu an armchair and with her chin on her hand looked reflective. The re^ porter said 'H'tn " This startled the young woman. She turned, jumped up. and with one hand on the box where the tickets were, asked "Where to?" The reporter explained that he wasn't going anywhere just then, but that he had come to have a talk with the ticket agent. "Anything the matter with your bag gage?" The reporter explained still more. When she undemood, she said, "Uhl" "Yes." said the reporter "that's what I came for " DIDN'T WANT TO BE PRINTED. Then Miss Daley invited him into the cage, and after saying "For heaven's sake don't put me in the paper," composed her seif to answer questions. "In the first place, Mias Daley, how do like the work?" "Oh, it's too lovely for auything The people .are very cranky sometimes, but I know how to manage them Now, please don't put Anything in the paper about this Oh. you newspaper men are just dreadful You wanted me to tell yon something \ on about the work here Perhaps you had better ask me questions and I'll answer j them Otherwise I don't know what to j tell von You see there's so much to do | here I'm ticket ageut and telegraph j operator ami freighi agent and express i agent and baggage master all in one. and ! sometimes I really think my heail's going to split. I'm t hat busy It took me a long time to learn all atmiit the work and. to ten you th«* truth. I don't know half yet i I came here last May and didn't know the flrst thin** about it Before that I was telegraph operator at the People's line dock in New York That's where I learned to write left handed Can you write left handed- It's awfully handy Tbe men I used to come rushing in there while I was j busy sending message* and wanted me to check an invoice or something like that and 1 had only one hand left to do it with It comes in very nicely here. When I get tired of sending messages with ray right hand 1 begin to enter up my books with the left. That's the worst part of the work here—the books Every month we have to make a report to the superintendent, and he's so frightfully particular about it They won't let you make a single mistake. Oh, how I hate the end of the month! "I first came to Sea Cliff for n»y sister's I health, aud a friend of mine helped me to ! get this place 1 learned telegraphy in Cooper Union, and you always meet a lot of girls there. I just dote on sending. I don't get a chance to do much of It here, because this isn't the regular station, There's another one up in the village. But when I do get a chance to send a long mes sage I just delight in it It's more fun than answering a lot of idiotic questions , that some people ask. WANTED TO SWEAR I "One day a mau came iu very angry and said, 'Where is the ticket agent?' 1 said, Here I am.' He looked surprised and ; said, 'Where is the baggage m ister?' 'I'm baggage master,' I said 'Well, who rep resents the express company here?' *1 do, I said. He looked astounded, and said, Pardon me, miss, isn't there» man around here somewhere?' I told him that my father usually came around at 6 o'clock to fix the lamps for me. Then he laughed and said: '1 found my trunk broken, and 1 came around here to swear at some one ' I'm awfully disappointed.' I h ! aud told him that if hedidn't use any j very bad words he could swear at me a little. Then we both laughed, and now he sometimes sends me some flowers. But they ain't all like that. Some of the people are real cross when they don't get their baggage as quickly as they expected it. "Next summer I am going to ask for an assistant. The work is growing bigger and bigger, and I can't afford to make any mis takes 1 have to get here at 6 o'clock iu the morning for the early train, and then I'm busy dean up to noon After lunch I ! enter my books, and t hen I sometimes have ' a little leisure time. I'm reading "The j Moonstone" now—have you ever read it? ; It's a beautiful story, and so awfully tnys ie one . Ifcn ian^h & • ! ; ; ; ! 1 I : I terious. I'm very foud of read!..« when ! ! ever I K et a chance, hut 1 don't have much : time. Sometime* I brim; t.tv needlework down here, anti pass away a leisure half hour at it. Then the afternoon trains come in. and I'm kept busy until 7:40, when the last traiti gets iu After that I'm off There's very little to do here, though, in the evening It's an awfully dull place, nothing like New York, and you find it hard to kill time. Tue young men here are regular country lumpkins They're good nattired, ami sometimes ii. y comedown and help r and run errands for talk, dou't you know, bly quiet. "The people that live here all the year round are all right When I first came here 1 had some trouble with them The last ticket ageut used to let them run up their bills for tickets aud express, but 1 wouldn't allow anything of the kiud.be cause it isn't business, and then it means so much more work So 1 put my foot down and shutoff all credit. They all got indignant at fir<t. but now I've got them all down »o that they pay cash." Just ! then a stage load of passengers for the next 1 train arrived, aud Miss Daley said "I'll have to attend to these now Just you make a note of the questions you want to ask, and I'll answer them as soon as this train leaves." j But the reporter thanked her aud said 1 that he really couldn't think of any ques ; tion to ask, at which the ticket agent J looked much surprised.—New York Sun To Find Out Your Future Husband. At bedtime, having fasied since noon, two girls who wish to obtain a sight of their future husbands boil an egg, which must be the first egg ever laid by the hen, iu a pan in which no egg lias ever been boiled before. Having Foiled it until it is hard they cut it in two with something that has never been used as a knife before. Each girl eats her half and the shell to the hist fragment, speak baggage ing no word the while. Then mil m silence, they walk backward to bed "to •leep, perchance to dream. English Folk Rhymes." A eiGHT WITH GUERRILLA®. eld«* a . 1 «! _________ vtj ^ cant gesture of a Huger drawn across the j * rney to California Met I«« In 1S49. Ou i hi* pi.vza of .Ltlapzt the hostile feeling 'tfMiii.Nl the iankee* had its first outbreak \ ere;it rrnr.i l gathered about the red thirled horsemen an we rode into the plaza on Sunday. and n ru-.h was made by the mob to di» muum u* and drive us from our suddle* But a vigorous charge promptly mad? against the mob with threatening revolvers drove them back and gave »afe escape to ti-.e hard pressed horsemen. Through the villages of the country part» tve were received by the senoros and seno ritas with kindness, but by the males with frowns and lb teats, and with the »ignifl ' a Huger drawn across the throat In no place were we safe from at- 1 tack except iu groups which commanded j safety anil respect To them in their ig I dad"«" " < ' re St "' Yankeea and ao1 ! One night, n little way beyond Jalaps, onr entrance Into one of their walled towns caused great excitement; a general alarm was rung on the cathedral lolls, messengers rode out in haste to alarm the surrounding haciendas, and natives Rocked into the town, two or three mounted on the back of each mule, armed with escopettes. Hut we remained close inside the strong gates of our hacienda, and, the excitemeut sub siding, we were allowed to leave without an attack early the next day In camping for the night sentrie* were stationed aud pickets were posted, and the animals were secured with lariats inside the picket line, but sometimes, when guer riilas abounded, in the center of the camp. Once only did these ladrones make an open demonstration. We were in a section ®f country covered with low bushes, in which jack rabbits, wild turkeys and other game were present. No towns were near, and, feeling secure, a large part of the company was scattered in pursuit of the game, hop ing to secure enough to till oureamp Web ties on our next halt, for we bat] been some days on short rations The Mexican wom en were always friendly, and presently some were met ou the trail, calling out to us: "Ladrones! ladrones!" and pointing forward on our path At this our strag glers were called in. The robbers were a large band of well mounted anti well armed men, and bad filed across our road in the bed of an ar roya or dry stream. To fight as a troop of cavalry, with camp equipage aud cooking utensils dangling from our saddles, or to wait a charge from them, would have been sure defeat. So I dismounted a part of my ! troop, and in platoons, at double quick, charged toward the guerrillas. Evidently a light with tbe hated Yankees in red shirts was not what they desired, for. as j we came within short range, their leader j gave the word "Vamos!" and away they j | galloped down the ravine belter skelter, : j and we-aw them no more We certainly i were not a handsome crowd at this time, j ! At National Bridge we saw the wreckage and uuburied (tone* of that battlefield, and looked w ith wonder upon the fortified height that guarded the entrance of the al i most perpendicular heights up which Colb Del Harney's dismounted dragoons worked their way with the help of bushes and props, and to which they clung in the face of a aweepi»- fire from the Mexican hat tenes on it» summit, which they captured I with a rush, turning their own guns upon j the artillerists as tbeyran down the oppo site size of the hill We feared having to i force our way over this bridge, but were j not molested. Upon the heights of Cerro Gordo we ' camped for our noonday meaL L pon its i c « central battlefield, where Santa Anna made his most stubborn fight, we kindled our campfires, and, dipping water from its sunken pools covered with slimy green vegetation, we drank our coffee under the shade of the same trees where the desper ately wounded lay to die, glad of the lux ury of that stagnant pool to quench their thirst. It was the liest those heights af forded amid that deathly struggle. All around us lay scattered uncoffined bones, and ghastly skulls looked down upon us where in mockery they had been secured among the branches of the trees, and every where earth and trees aud broken arma ment gave silent witness of the awful struggles of our little army. All the way up the heights for miles the pine trees from the roadside yet obstructed the rational road as they had been felled to hinder the onward march of oursoldiers, while from point to point the Mexican troops and batteries were rallied for au other stand. We left the historic spot with a triumphant three times three and , with uncovered heads in honor both of our ! dead and our living heroes.—Colonel A. C , terns in Century Shape. of t Referring to the fact that photographs : the moon, taken at full, give that body . «» era shaped appearance, with the small ! pointing toward the earth, a recent ! —;*•------------ *»-: -----•- —.....* - writer argues that this goes to prove that planet's nouglobular shape, as was indeed ; to be expected. According to this writer's ; reasoning, matter at the surface of the ; moon is acted upon by two important ! forces—the law of gravity would arrange the matter in a glol>e around the center. 1 the moon alone considered, and the attrac tion of the earth, l>eing always exerted in I the same direction relative to the moon's : center, would constantly draw ail fluid-or plast ic matter to the side next the earth. The sun ship es not less than 325 hours consecutively on any given poiut on the moon's surface, aud it is not propable that water on the surface would remain frozen I under such continued sunshine, so that the ! Ümd parte of the moon's surface, obeym» : t le constantly acting force that generates 'aies on the earth, have long since Kathered then,selves together on that side of the moon nearest the earth. This idea, it is claimed, is not inconsistent with any thing developed by the shadow of the moon in eclipses, uor with any kuowu fact.—New York Sun Drawbacks In Acting. It is «orra iunes hard work to be an actor, for the thumping and pulling an 1 hauling t. at a person may have to en dure in an more than a mere show Miss Selina Fetter had to give up her part iu ••The Henrietta" because she was injure«! by the fall required of her in every perform ance of that piece. A young leading man who has been playing Orlando iu "As You Like It" for three nights is raw from wrists to elbows in consequence of the thumps, slides and falls endured at the hands of a brawny athlete iu the wrestling scene. — New York Sun How N h \ a I Simlenta Are Punished. The worst punishment in the United States Naval academy is that visited upon a«.* a whole class of the eutire battalion, am is inflicted only in cases of insubordination on the part of such large bodies. In such rases the guilty class, or all the cadets, are deprived of the privilege of giving hops and entertainments, and, worse yet, they are forbidden to walk with or to call *jpou the fair sex. This deprivation generally j weakens them, aud discipline triumphs.— j Boston Herald. - - — ■ —...... ... ...... Physicians' Disinfectants. It is often a cause for wonder that physi cians do not carry contagion from fever and other patients. Of course they prepare themselves against this. A favorite disin fectant Is corrosive sublimate, a cake of which many doctors carry around with them is their pockets.—New York Re corder .... . . . .. . . An automatic life saving belt that can be shaped into a ball fired from a gun or thrown by band, has been tried on the Thames. It rights itself upon contact with !H;AL PERSON! RESIDUAL phenomena of the mind IN SANE PEOPLE. Tin» r«-»lure «if Comptez Personality R Item Seen In the C»n of a Sc Called Ab •etiimtndod ltti»iae»a Man— Ksperleneee «»I the Sleeping Mind. Evidence i» not wanting to show that what we cal) personality is an extremely Complex thing, the sum of »ubsidiory per Noimlitw* which now shift and chor*«* * ,ke llle Û» « kaleidoscope, 1 . ........ becoming sharply defined under «wine abnormal condition crystallize into two or more distinct gronps of elements, whicb alternately sleep and wake or even coexist. These complex elements may be so unstable, the groups compos ing them constantly breaking up H forming new combinations, that the idea of multiple personality does notnatura! ly attach itself to them; it is only when they become stable, and especially when each exhibits a well defined conscious ness that we begin to think of such a thing. But besides the abnormal diseased conditions w-bich cause such a separation or crystallization then an other conditions in which in appears somewhat less distinctly. To one dass of these I desire to call attention very briefly—to that embracing what may he called cases of residual personality. Residual phenomena of all kinds an particularly interesting and instr ucti ve, especially those where the few things re maining in a group after many have been removed differ widely in their collective properties from those that have been taken away, while these latter an not in any way distinguishable bom those of tbe mm of both before the division. This is the case often with residual per sonality Nothing is more common than for a group of elements in what we call a person to be differentiated in one of various ways, leaving behind a residual gronp differing altogether in its charac tenstics. tbongh the differentiated gronp représente to ns and is considered to plenties! with the original person, r * . J7 ! |he .-ommonest method of such dtffer satiation is sleep The elements of are. as it were, su be traded from lbe normal |iersonaiity. but there is nsnally left behind a very curious some tiling-illogical credulous, fantastic_ j whose nightly experiences the whole re : united pernon recollect« in the morning as dreams The next commonest caee u j f h abnent„iind«l nenmn Tb« , , ,, 1 mimed person. The l,,a -" r I* art °* Person being absorbed 111 process#*» of some sort, the re Wdna! fierami lives it» own fiej>arate men tal life, thinks, feels and wills by itself, ami |»*rhapft carries on a train of proe esses which is continuons with a preefed mg train earned on ander similar cir* enmstem-re the day before , r . i . ^ rest-lnal person may act very met harm ally The reunited i>ei^nmay i to recollect what its acts or thoughts j were and be surprised to find how it has been making use of his limbs while he— ' what he vainly regards as the one on alterable ego—has been absorbed in thought. But, on the other hand, it may be perfectly conscious and may carry on an entirely different train of thought of its own. Almost always, however, it is eccentric and betrays a weakness at one point or another For instance, a suburban resident, whom we will call A, is accustomed on landing at the New York side of the ferry to abandon the mechanical task of walking to his office entirely to his resid ual personality and to give up tbe major part of himself to thought. The two per sonalities act often with perfect— always with practical—separateness, the residual person being quite equal to the low task of evading vehicles, steering clear of pass ersby and turning the proper corners. When the office is reached and the two persons again become one, it is often a difficult task to remember any circurn , stances of the walk. ! On one occasion, however, A left the , Astor library on Lafayette place, as he supposed, intending to walk dowu Clin ton place To do this he must turn first to the left, then to the right and then : ; in t0 the , eft He once to the , - , - . . ,. . ! left ' and time became dimly conscious that he had walked for a long time, and that the place for the second torn had not been reached. Coming to himself, he found himself far down Broadway Tracing back his course mentally, he discovered that he had been in the Mercantile library in stead of the Astor His first turn there fore had taken him dowu Broadway, and he of course did not reach the place for the second Mark now the peculiarities of his residual person. It knew just where it was to turn and in what direc tion. and had sense enough to be uneasy when it did not come to the proper place to turn, but it had not intelligence enough to know that it was on the wrong street. Its mind was too weak to be trusted further than it was accustomed to go This residual person, in short, was about on a par with a harmless idiot. Again. B a New Yorker, is walking along absorianl in a process of thought, when his residual personality sees his friend C approaching. It is uot aston ished for he is nearCs lodgings, but a9 the persuu supposed to be C comes uear *r it sees that he only slightly resembles C He has on shabby clothes, and his face is entirely different. The natural conclusion would tx_* that the person ap proaching was uot C. The residual per son. however, does not argue thus It concludes that C haa greatly changed, that he has become poor and that his appearance has altered for the worse. Pity aud surprise are plainly felt by the residual person. During these men tal processes, so similar to those of a dream residual, the major person has kept on with his own train of thought. Finally, however, on the close approach of the supposed C, they unite in a flash normal person, the two separate consciousnesses become one, aud the truth is recognized at once. No donbt these cases can be paralleled by thou sands of others. It seems to me that they are as true instances of double j)er 6onality as any exhibited by epileptic or hyponotic persons.—A. E. Bostwick in j Science. j _ A Willow Leaf 30 Feet In the Fartli. Some idea of tbe vast changes which the earth's outer shelf has undergone in the formation of Long Island was suggested by a piece of red sandstone picked up by a pedestrian on Bedford avenue, near the Williamsburg Ga>light company's build ing, a small fragment evidently from one of the larger chuuks dug out at a distance of thirty feet below the surface when the excavation was made for the foundation. rh fpnîrm . nt Kpsr* the ; imnrint r.f « ^ liow similar specimen* from the wme place are in possession of several resi ieQtJ jn the Extern Oistrict.-Brooklya Engle.