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Volume xx.
Helena, Montana, Thursday, September 30, 1886.
No. 45
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Helena, Montana.
Me walks the rounded earth with cold disdain.
Nor craves the love of heaven, nor dreads the
Ot dark perdition—proud, self-righteous, vain,
He owns no lord, nor human, nor divine,
And dwells contented on this lower line.
Raises his impious voice in unbelief.
Proclaims himself of all mankind the chief,
V perfect model, knowing nought of grief,
hike tiie dumb brute he lives beneath the sky,
And, like the dumb bru'e, at last, expects to die
And crumble in the grave, without a hope
That fairer seen, s than these will for him ope
When on his couch he draws his latest breath.
And earthly joys are swallowed up by death.
0, foolish mortal 1 Boasting, wilful man 1
Ages before thy little life began.
Men greater far than thee did here exist.
Who could not nature's tiled decree resist :
They felt their littleness, and humbly trod
This rolling sphere, and to Jehovah bowed.
Thou'rt but a speck in this great universe.
And on thy head now rests a burning curse
That, soon or late, will drag thee to despair.
Unless thou kneelest in contrition where
The humblest creature of thy lallen race
Forgiveness u-ks and seeks his Maker s lace.
There'll come a time—the great day of the
And of its coming thou canst not aflord
To he in ignorance—when thou shall see
That sublunary things shall cease to be :
The stars shall fall, the lower heavens dissolve,
And on its axis the earth cease to revolve.
The sun be dark the moon become as blood.
And tire descend, a quick devouring flood,
hike the unwinding of a mighty scroll:
t 'reatetl matter far away shall roll.
With awful s]>eed, and with terrific roar,
Back to eternity, and be no more ;
The elements shall melt with fervent heat—
Then where, O. where ! will he thy safe retreat ?
Thou'll call upon the mountains to conceal
Thy paltry self, and tremulously feel
God's sore displeasure, ask the lashing sea
To hide thee from the wrath of Deity,
And, as thou shun'st the great Ureatoi s face.
Kind nowhere for thy soul a resting place.
Down! quickly down upon repentant knees,
1 . est thou drink (iod's anger to the lees :
Bend in submission to the King of Heaven.
And lieg tiiat thy high sins may be forgiven !
O, let me point thee to the Lamb of God.
He who, alone, the ruddy wine press trod :
Upon the cruel cross he freely bled,
Took all thy sins on bis devoted liea.1 ;
And now lie offers tliee his pardoning love.
True joy on earth, unfading bliss above.
Where thou inay'st join the song of glorious
Around the blessed Everlasting Throne.
A *10,000,00« Tooth Carpenter.
From the Cleveland Leader. J
1 met yesterday a Philadelphian who has
been residing in Paris for many years. He
tells me that Dr. Evans, the American den
tist there, is worth at least $10,000,000 and
that he lives like a prince. Evans said one
day that he supposed that lie was the only
mau in the world who had pulled the noses
and hurt the jaws of every king upon a
European throne. Evans went to France
in the time of Louis Napoleon, and went
in w ith an American named Brewster, who
was dentist to the Emperor. Young Evans
was a pretty good tooth-puller, and under
stood how to polish his manners as well as
the gold which he put into teeth, and he
became so popular with Louis Napoleon
that he succeeded in freezing out Brewster
and taking his place.
I have heard some stories of Eugenie
meeting Napoleon at Dr. Evans' office dur
ing the courtship of the two, and that, in
fact, Louis Napoleon first saw her in Evans'
dental chair. At any rate, he soon got in
with the Empress, and he carried himself
so well that he was popular with the whole
family. Evans was a natty little fellow
with large features and a good talker.
Among his presents were diamond-stud
ded snuff-boxes, fine rings, diamond pins
and furs, which were almost worth their
weight in gold. His house in Paris is tilled
with beautiful souvenirs, and he has pres
ents from all the kings, from the Czar of
Russia dow n to the prince of some petty
A Temple of Serpents.
[St. James Gazette. 1 ,
The small town of Werda, in the king
dom of Dahomey, is celebrated for its
Temple of Serpents, a long building in
which the priests keep upward of a thou
sand serpents of all sizes, which they feed
with the birds and frogs brought to them
as offerings by the natives. These ser
pents, many of them of enormous size,
may be seen banging from the l»eams
across the ceiling, with their heads hang
ing downwards, and in all sorts of strange
contortions. The priests make the small
serpents go through various evolutions by
lightly touching them with a rod, but they
do not venture to touch the larger ones,
some of which are big enough to enfold a
bullock in their coils. It often happens
that some of these serpents make their
way out of the temple into the town, and
the priests have the greatest difficulty in
coaxing them back. To kill a serpent in
tentionally is a crime punishable with
death ; and if an European were to kill
one the authority of the king would
scarcely suffice to save his life. Any one
killing a serpent unintentionally must in
form the priest of what has occurred, and
go through the course of purification
which takes place once a year.
(Jonke)» Were Always Fond of Thistle».
The latest fashiouable freak in floriculture
is tho cultivation of the Scotch thistle. A
Newport florist has a parterre of this pictur
estjuo plant w hich is greatly admireiL
The other day a New York dude at New
port took a Boston dudo to see this parterre
of thistles, und the two stood for a while in
on attitude of gcmiiue admiration. Finally
tbo Boston Jude said:
"Aw, there's something »0 cheerful ûud—
aw—fwagwant, about tbeso thistles; some
thing—aw—quite appetizing ubout them,
don't, yon know."
"W'eally, so there is," said the New York
Unde, "and, bah Jove, bow cleverly you ex
près» it I"—Boston Record.
events weird, comic and tragic,
New spapers Call it Hie Ouake—Colored
People Hold Revivals— A Wife Heater
Takes it as a Warning—Damage Done.
Charleston Must Be Rebuilt.
When the American people had sufficiently
recovered their lialance to speak of the
calamity at Charleston as ' the quake'' that
was a sign they believed the worst was over.
It took live days for them to do this. The
Sunday iiaixns next following tlint terrible
Tuesday night syoke jocosely of "the quake."
They went further than this. They even
thanked their stars that the earthquake had
for the time quite shut up the prohibition
row in Atlanta. The night of the first
shock, immediately after it was felt, a Pro
hibition citizen of that place rushed wildly
into the street without much clothing on, bid
ding his wife and little ones follow him, vow
ing the bloody whisky men were blowing up
his house with dynamite. He quite believed
it. Hut from that evening no word referring
to the whisky war was heard in Atlanta for
a week. That, at least, was something.
_ S'*
Both in Atlanta and in Charleston wildly
thrilling scenes were witnessed at the re
ligious revivals which immediately broke
loose among the colored population. They
believed beyond doubting that the day of
judgment had come, and they Logged for
mercy hi a frenzy of fear. A weird spectacle
it was to j .ass through their camps sind hear
the strange, more than half barbaric chants
and flic wild prayers that rose from the
throngs in the open squares and streets. They
sang liyins like this.
Sometimes I'm up, sometimes I'm down;
No man like Jesus.
Sometimes I'm almost on de grouu',
No man like Jesus.
Their prayers were w ild and appealing be
yond description:
"Oh, my handsome God, dear sir, look dow n
on us. We know what the little finger of the
Meantime, on Sunday, the white sheep of
the great fold wciY gathered in a very differ
ent scene. The white people's worship was
conducted in a quiet, solemnly impressive
manner, and in the square. Bishop Northrop,
of the Charleston diocese, celebrated mass in
the open air, in the presence of a vast throng.
These religious services, in the midst of the
earth tissures and the ruins, form a most
striking scene, and were particij*ated in by
the various denominations, each in their
separate gathering.
on us. We know what the little finger of the
Lord can do. Sometimes the world can kick
up in thunder, but do take care of our
brothers. Ain't the black lamb and the white
lion done lie down together in pence? Move
along my brothers, move along! God gimme
grace to move along, ain't I dim promise to
bo baptize?"
The excited throng took tip the words:
"Promise to be baptized," and made a song of
it, chanting the refrain with a roar liko a
singing earthquake itself. They stopped to
take breath, and the leader fell into another
frenzied prayer.
"The last chance is come to save old Charles
ton! Oh, my Lord, don't touch my city any
more! I pray God to hold the world. Hip,
hip, hip! Ob, Lord, take me in Y'our charge
to-night. Night before last I didn't expect to
see Jesus. Oh, God, look at these dry bones
in the valley. Didn't you hear Gabriel blow?
Oh, Gabriel, turn that horn to the land of
Egypt on the miserable sinners, and not on
we. Oh, Lord! the birds have nest, but we
are here to-night for mercy. < Hi, Lord, have
mercy !"
The medical college, of whFli Charleston
was justly proud, is a ruin.
At a colored church in Bartlesville a deacon
was just praying fervently to close the meet
ing. He was just saying, "Good Lord, come
down an' Mess de Chilians. Bring on de time
when Jesus am a-comin'. < rood Lord, come
down an' take do Chilians home. Hasten de
lime when You'll take us all trom cits xvoria
ob sin and sorrow." At that instant the earth
began to rise in billows and the church to
\ rock to and fro. In wild affright the deacon
and all his congregation sprang to their feet
and fled out of the building. They thought
; the Lord was taking the deacon at Ills word.
A characteristic freak of "the quake" is
! manifested In the case of »he old house in
which Gen. Wade Hampton was lx.ru. lc is
■ built in colonial style, and is older than the
revoTtltlbu. During fllat war a 34-pound
British shot struck it. and is still imbedded in
I the walL Through the fierce bombardment
of the late war, through three great fires, and
through the cyclone recently it has stood un
injured. Strange to say, the earthquake
spared it too. It stands untouched in the
midst of ruins all about. It almost seems as
! if a charm had 1 »een put upon the old house.
Looking at the remains of The Charleston
News and Courier office, one is not surprised
that the printers on the top floor declined to
continue setting type up there. Every soul
left the buihling the night of the first great
shock, except the proprietor, Capt. Dawson.
The earthquake left the edifice in such a for
lorn condition thnt it will undoubtedly l»e
pronounced unsafe bv the government en
gineers and have to be pulled down. The
paper has been uncommonly prosperous of
recent years, and the proprietors had recently
put in a fine new printing press.
At Columbia, S. C., an old man had been a
helpless rheumatic for years. He could
scarcely walk, even w ith crutches. At the
earthquake alarm he sprang from his couch
like a deer and skipped into the street at
three bounds. He has not used his crutches
since. The earthquake was as effective as the
mind cure.
The beautiful porch of Hibernian hall,
with its large fluted pillars, is a total wreck.
Only the lower parts of the two middle pillars
are left standing. On falling the roof of tho
piazza brought down with it the front pedi
ment of tho hall. The large golden harp,
with the date of construction, ISM), is still in
tact. This hall is the property of t he Ancient
Order of Hibernians, of which there is a
large membership in the city.
In great tragedies there are always comic
incidents. The quake so thoroughly fright
ened numbers of desperate sinners that for
the time at least they lteoame the veriest
sainis. One of these was an old tough in
Cherokee county, Ga. In Cherokee county
is a famous ground where tho Indians
in their day used to play ball. The old
tough in question habitually amused himself
by beating bis w ife. He lived upon the an
cient Indian ball ground. On the evening of
tho earthquake lie administered to bis be
loved companion the customary drubbing
and stalked out doors to cool off. The earth
began to tremble and heave, a sullen roar
smote the ear. Suddenly the tough fancied
he saw,«floating in the air all about him,
weird specters, ghosts of tlic Cherokee In
dians who used to gather then*. In no other
way could he account for the shaking earth.
He fell upon his knees then and there and
implored the spooks with all his soul to spare
his life and he would never whip l'eggy Ann
v >
The steeple of St. Michael's church ii
eighteen inches out of plumb, and unless tho
iiest engineering talent of the country can
warp it back to its old position it must bo
torn down. The massive portico of tho
church covering, its entrance on Meeting
stivet is wrenched and torn and toppling.
As sad as anything in this sad story is tho
natural discouragement of tho people of
Charleston. Heavy rains finished what tho
earthquake had left. Soaked to tho skin,
wandering in tho streets, without food, over
them the agonizing terror of eurthquako
shocks almost every day for weeks, their
j »light w as sorrowful enough. Added to this,
disease broke out among them. The accumu
lated garbage of all that time was left unre
moved upon the streets.
But beautiful, hapless Charleston must take
heart again. As with Chicago after the fire,
money will pour into her from her generous
sister cities all over the Union, and Charleston
will be rebuilt, greater, more prosperous and
more beautiful than ever.
Why it Didn't Com# Off.
"Wy how yer do, Nancy?" said old Hester,
addressing old Sanderson's daughter.
"Didn't ycr git married last Sarlday night!"
"No; the weddin' «lat come off didn't take
••Whafo' duln't it, gal!"
"Well case der warnt but thirteen present"
"All foolishness. Y'ou oughtenter b'lebe in
no sich foolish 'spicion ez dat. I Vlar ter
goodness, yer makes mo ershamed o' yer,
puttin' offer weddin' jes' bekase der want but
thirteen dar. Wy n't yer sen' out an' inguc»
de fo'teenf pusson ter come!"
"Well, daddy did go out an' bog him ter
"Well, w*y n't yer go ahead an' let him
erlone?" v. .
"CouMn't." .' * ' •
-W'yP * '
"'Case de fo'teenf man waz «le pusson w hat
had promised ter marry me. I tells yer,
Aunt Cari*y, thirteen is bad luck. "—Ex
One of New York'» Summer Attractions.
Natatorial Recreation at the Battery.
Some Reflections on the Cause of Old
Age—Gray-Haired Swimmers.
[Special Correspondence.]
New York, Sept. G.—New York city is not
wholly without attractions in the summer.
Among them are tho swimming baths. If
these were only to accommodate men, they
would l»e lacking in interest, for men can
swim in any sort of a poml, sheltered or un
sheltered-even in the "dirty [>ool of politics."
But sw imming is a comparatively new art for
women, and, as yet, needs various helps and
comforts to make it alluring.
The sw imming bath which I patronize is
down on the Battery, just below Castle Gar
den. Tho w ay thither is not beguiling, al
though the fresh air from the sea meets one,
and Battery pnrk.is fine in its summer foliage.
Tho numerous ^migrant is the unpleasant
feature of the trip. He is there in all Lis
native filth, smoking pipes with odors .strong
enough to take the breath from a hackman.
His children are there, vilely dirty and scan
tily clothed. His wife is there, very dirty,
also, and somewhat hungry-looking. Tho
park's benches are always full of these new
candidates for fortune in the land of the free.
They are not inspiring objects to look upon,
and a sensitive person feels their atmosphere
of dejection and misery.
A little bridge leads across to the bath, a
long, boat like house in tho water, which is
evenly divided into a swimming bath for
men and one for women. Hot salt water
baths are also a feature of this very useful
institution. This boat-like house on the waters
arrives at the 1 latter)' on the 1st of June, and,
securing its summer's privileges there by [lay
ing a rousing rent to the authorities, it opens
its doors to the public at 25 cents a bath, ten
cents extra for a bathing suit, and a hot bath
for 40 cents.
During the month of June it isn't very well
patronized, but through July and August
everybody bathes, and bathes often The
baths are open from G o'clock in the morning
until 10 at night, electric light helping on the
glorious work after dark. The women's bath
is conducted by women, office work and all.
Tho bath is about thirty feet wide and forty
long. On three sides it has a double row of
dressing rooms, for it is a two-storied struc
ture. Little galleries run all around it, from
which steps lend down into the w ater. Hori
zontal and perpefidicular ropes are hero and
there ready to bo grabbed, and cross pieces
on the corners make little pens for the timid
to splash around in and feel safe. In the
center of the pool is a little round platform
reaehed by stefis going up out of the water.
Thereon the b<»ldest of the fair climb and then
drop recklessly into the water again, coining
down with a great splash, exciting the admi
ration of tho less daring and coming up
twenty feet away with red faces and blowing
like porpoises, "quite like men," as a little gil l
w ithin; TnE swimming bath.
The picture Just given represents a nymph
making a leajwrom tho platform in tho cen
ter, another 1144ng head first from tho steps,
and a third taking a running jump from an
other step, w hile in the water may bo seen a
wholo school of bathers. Observe tho cos
tumo universally worn. It is sensible and
beautiful, and destitute of that horrible ap
pendage, a skirt, w hick hampers tho move
ments and adds to the ugliness ot' women who
bathe at seaside resorts. Hero the costume is a
snug, sleeveless garment cut to fit tho body,
and covering it only from the neck to the
knees. Nor is it any more indecorous than a
skirtcil costume, for it covers the form
enough to preserve the decencies and even the
delicacies, and allows perfect freedom of
movement. Imagine a woman learning to
switn in skirts.
After several visits to tliis bath I made up
my minil that clothes contribute largely not
only to the apnearanco of ago, but to the
feeling of age. Gray-haired and withered
women looked like young girls in these bath
ing costumes, and disported themselves w ith
a grace and energy characteristic of youth.
They forgot their years when tho garments
that represented them were laid aside. What
a pity they could not be permitted to wear
such clothing as would enable them to forget
it all the time! How persistently our cos
tumes and customs enforce age upon women.
A woman in her forties stepjxxi gayly out of
her dressing reom in a blue flannel bath suit
that made a child ot' her at once. "Why, I
don't feel a bit more than 10 years old," she
said, in a delighted tone, with a face all
aglow at tho precious few moments of free
dom from conventional clothes that was just
then ahead of her. Sho didn't look more
than 14, at most. She had a delicate and ex
tremely girlish figure, with dainty, white,
childlike arms, and a face that had something
of the expression, as well as the roundness, of
childhood in it still. By and by, when the
bath was over, and sho was arrayed in her
long skirt, bustle and bonnet, and the dig
nity of her station, she looked her "40 odd"
years to a day. Yes, I am sure that dress
is the worst enemy women have to fight.
It is the most uetive agent in making them
old. We are suffering from too much civili
Many good swimmera are among tho
bathers. They paddle about quite at their
ease, cheering and encouraging tho timid.
Anyone chats with her nearest neighbor if
she feels like it, and the neighbor replies un
hesitatingly. Here, too, the absence of the
conventional garments has wrought a good
result. It has removed the constraint which
curses women when they are thrown together
in an informal way. In tho costume of the
bath they act quite like men, and indulge In
no foolishness in the xvay of draw ing lines.
Everybody Is tho equal of everybody else
while in the water. After they are arrayed
in their street clothes they become prim and
rigid again, looking well to the "lines ' as
drawn by tbo fiend Caste.
Tho next picture represents the swimming
teacher with a pupil in tow. Ordinarily the
rope is held in front of the swimmer, and is
the main agent, in the early stages of the art,
of keeping her head out of the w ater. Only
an advanced pupil has the rope fastened at
her back. Then she is truly at son. for if she
becomes j>anie stricken she has nothing to
clutch at but the unsubstantial atmosphere
anti the uncongenial water. The teacher,
herself a natatorial adept, calls out: "Push
out more to the sides with your feet; paddle
slowly with your arms; feet down; down;
keep your arms under water," and other
mandatory instructions. The pupil struggles,
claws at the water, gasps, but persists, and is
frequently graduated with honors.
One young girl who swam well told me that
she taught herself this season by hanging
about the steps, without a teacher. Finally
she gained confidence, launched out, and
found that she could swim as well as anyone.
One «lay, while splashing around in the
L.P a, 1 saw an elderly German woman,
ar. ayed for the water, sitting disconsolately
and offering to lead her down. Who was
merely meditating, it seems, fur presently she
took a regular frog's leap into the pool and
swam like a trout. When she paddled around
near me 1 congratulated her on her skill.
"Oh, 1 shwiin «lese vourteen years," she said.
"I vent to the shwimming school on Sixty
seventh street, and everybody shwam so well
I was 'shamed not to shwim; so I j i-t 1 K-guii
an«l shwam like do rest."
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on the steps, bu(j apparently fearing to get
w et. I piiit «1 lier, and thought of going up
*2 A
■ ' N '
. s. .
One w oman swam for half an hour w it h ft
baby boy of three years clinging to her ne«-k
all the time. Another woman showed me a
handsome ring on lier hand one day, and sai«l:
"I lost this ring when in the water last Satur
day, and to-day I went over in ttie comer
where I had lost it, bunted for it with my
feet, found it, and picked it tip with my toes.
Wasn't that wonderful? It is iny wedding
ring, too."
Some very lovely girls are seen in this bath
sometimes. I have noticed, too, that it takes
an exceptionally handsome girl to look well
in the water. The hair gets wet and stringy,
ami faces, fair as water lilies at other times,
get red and rather oily looking. But all tbeso
drawbacks are atoned for by the fresh beauty
of the bather after tho bath is over. Her
eyes are bright as jewels, and her color fresh
ami lovely, and for a few hours, at least, she
feels as if she had been made over.
When Oct. 1 arrives our swimming bath is
hitched to a tug and pulled over to a boat
hospital in Brooklyn, there to remain until
the flowers bloom again in tho spring.
Ellis Clarmel.
(irots Furnishing Company.
We are requested to print the follow-in;;
circular, issued by the Arkansaw Male Fur
nishing company:
"Attention, young ladies and widows:
There are several associations throughout
this country and England which furnish
wives, but until wo began business in this
state no company has proposed to furnish
husbands. We have just succetnled in ob
taining several hundred respectable young
men, who are willing to be matrimonially
disposed of; so, upon receipt ot' twenty-five
cents in stamps, we will forward [»holo
graphs of subject, together with locks of
hair. Below you will find several testimo
Arkansaw Male Furnishing f'o.—Gentle
men: For many years I was an old maid 1
tried many remedies for procuring a sure
and permanent husband, but failed. By
chance I heard of your institution, and i
must say that the husband which you have
furnished me is satisfactory. I congratu
late you upon the great good you are ac
complishing. Y'ours,
Mrs. Mary Sattleton.
Mrs. Deter Fluker, of Mill Bayou, writes
as follows:
'Tara perfectly «lelighted with the hus
band you sent me. He arrived six weeks
ago and I have not regretted applying to
you. He is out now chopping wood. Yes
terday morning ho cooked breakfast while I
was doing up my hair. • I would not take
anything for him."
The following, from Mrs. Martha Whickle,
comes unsoliciteti:
"Gentlemen: For ten years I was a
widow*, my husband having been killed by a
wild hog. Not very long after his death
gentlemen began to pay attentions to me,
but somehow I was not successful. I sued
one of them for breach of promise but I
only su«'«-e>?dcd in getting a cow in the de
cline of life and a horse tnat wouldn't pull a
corn cob stopper out of a jug. Finally a friend
showed mo your ad vertisement At first I
pa:«l no attention to it, having seen so many
swindles, but thinking perhaps there might
be some truth in it I sent for full particu
lars, and must say that I am delighted with
the result. The husband which you wer«
so kind as to forward me is somewhat
younger tbun I am, but he is very hand
some, and, above all, my first husband's
clothes lit him. He milks tho cow, churns
and only possesses a moderate appetite. I
have made him change his religion to fit
mine. If you do desire you may make use
of these facts. If my husband should die i
expect you to furnish me another one at
half price."—Arkansaw Traveler.
The Rat Catcher of the Treasnry.
In the treasury at Washington is a rat
catcher, a colored man, who has a record of
C00 rats killed with his bare hands. He has
the knack of grabbing the animal by the
skin between the ear aud jaw, and by a sud
den twist breaking its neck.—New York
Sun. ____ _
W. D. Howells writes all his novels with a
type-writer. __,
The Liai of tlu- Trou hit- With the Chlri
i'ahua Apache*—History of the Trouble.
Geroititiio J-.'n Route to Floriila—AYill
lie be Ifaugetl?
Geronimo and Land, tho terror of Arizona,
New Mexico and Sonora, is once more cap
turetl, an«l it is t«* be Imped he will now be
plactxl xx here he «-an no longer harm others or
where he himself will not fall a victim to re
venge at tin- hands of friends of tho many
he has murdered during these many years.
Geronimo is the head chief of the Chiri
cab ua A [»aches and first came into notice in
1S76, when a tavern
keep e r named
Rogers was killed
by some drunken
Apaches. It was
then decided by the
Indian agent to
transfer the C'liiri
cahuas to the San
Carlos reservation,
Geronimo, at that
time a sub-chief,
protested, saying
he did not think it
just to semi them
all away for a
murder one of tho
number ha«l eom
mitted, and whom
they ha« l already
put to death. But
Geronimo' s p r o
tests availed noth
ing. and his people
were ordered to
move. Geronimo
asked for leave to
gather his family
w Lieh w as scattered
lie escaped with them.
He was afterward captured in New Mexico
und brought to 'lie iSan Carlos reservation
with the rest of his tribe. Soon after this lie
escaped again and was out until 1878. In
1S81 he made his third escape, and eluded the
'soltliers until DxM, when Gen. Crook brought
him into camp.
Un May 7, 1885, Geronimo led in the out
break which has given Mexico and tho
Uni teil States no end of hard-hips since. The
chief difficulty in capturing him came from
the rough nature of tho country, where the
Apaches w ore perfectly at home. In fact, it
is likely they would prefer a life of law less
ness, w itli the privilege of roaming free over
Hase mountains, to « life of luxury in cap
tivity. •
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Then Geronimo has been skipping across the
Mexican border in such a way as to harrass
the troops. The Mexicans will not allow the
United States to establish a permanent camp
on their side of the line, anil as tho Mexicans
excited themselves but littlo toward his cap
ture ho fell back ou Mexico as a place of
refuge. Geronimo lias never considered the
Mexican soldier worth bothering about any
way, and boasts that ho never wasted any
ammunition on Mexicans—he killed them
with rocks.
On the 11th of last January, it w ill be re
membered that Cant. Emmet Crawford,
while pursuing Geronmio, was shot down by
a party of Mexican soldiers, who ha«l mis
taken liis command for a body of hostile In
dians, at least so it was said at the time.
Since then reports and denials of Geroni
mo's capture have followed one another thick
and fast, until ho became like the Irishman's
flea. This time it is hoped he is captured "for
keeps," and to Gen. Miles is tho honor due.
Gen. Mih*s w ill always Lo noted as a most
successful Indian tighter. He it was who cap
tured Chief Joseph
and the Nez Perces
in their flight
through Montana JiJ 1 11 j ,
after they had sue- jWpSr* ' Ç
cessfully fought '
and evaded other
generals. He also
captured the le »»tile j
Cheyennes, who are
now living in peace,
as farmers, on the
Rosebud, in Mon
tana. All this was gen. miles.
accomplished after mu« h tierco fighting. To
him must bo given tho credit ot' having
brought to end tho career of Sitting Bull and
the final submission of his thousands of sav
age followers.
Gen. Miles is a Bostonian by birth, and in
his 4Sth year. He began his career as a mer
chant, but in 1801 ho entered tho army as
captain of the Twenty-second Massachusetts
infantry. He has not laid down bis arms since.
Ho married a niece of Gen. and Senator
In answer to a request from Secretary En
dicott, Gen. Miles furnished tho following
reasons w hy tho Apaches should l»e removed
from Arizona. The reply is worthy of tho
man and of the occasion. Here is a portion
of it:
Y'ou ask me why I desire tho removal of the
Apaches from the territory? I will tell yee in as
few words as possible. I ask it in tho name of tho
territory w hose prospects and progress have been
blasted and retarded by tho fiendish cruelties of
those Indians. I ask it in the name and on behalf
of the widows and fatherless children whose lives
have been wrecked anil whose future has been
darkened l»y the murdering raids of these fiends.
I ask it in the name of th«j thousands of lives that
have been offered up as c. sacrifice to the reserva
tion system. Finally, I ask it in the name of
civilization, which can never advance iu this terri
tory so long as the Indians are allowed periodically
to terrorize the country.
The I.aw of Compensation.
Prospective purchaser—Tiiat horse seems tr
be blind in both eyes.
Hopeful Seller—Why, he's tiiat uiu 'h more
worth the money, my dear man. He won*»
be able to see how far he has traveled, so be
ran't get tired—Don't you see'!"—Harper'»
Tlit Steam Balloon Invented by William
Fat tenon, San Francisco.
Now comes Professor William Patterson,
bridge builder, uctor, hunter, squatter, trap
per, soldi'T anil Inventor, of Sat» Francisco,
and solemnly avers that he has constructed a
balloon which will float uoou the air like an
ordinary ball«x»n on
the one hand, an«i
on the other will
[»ermit itself to lie
[»ro[X'l!e«l and steer
ed l»y steam, like a
boat upon the
water. All must
hope that Mr. Pat
terson's faith will be
: justified l.y the re
: suits. His balloon
||may not yet lie tho
£ particular inven
tion which will
solve the problem of
william Patterson, air navigation, yet
let no one doubt that the problem will l>e
solved. If Professor Patterson does not ilo it,
t hen somebody else w ill. This is the age of
Mr. Patterson has invented a number of
articles in his time. Une of them is an auger
which cuts a square hole. He is a «lisable«!
soldier and wears a G. A. R. badge.
For twenty years ho has been studying
about this steam balloon. He thought by «lay
and dreamed by night. At last his mingle«!
dream anil thought have taken material form
in the machine shown in tbo picture.
It will Ije observed that this balloon, like
the steamship and sail boat, takes the shape of
a bird or fish, those creatures which travel av
ease through air and water. This is a [»oint
in its favor. Tho wholo inaebino is 180 feet
long. In its widest part it is 48 feet. It has
a lifting power of 17,000 pounds. A unique
feature is its propelling power. This consists
of 3 separate engines of 12 horse-power each,
30 hors« altogether. They work either to
gether or separately. A parachute of 11,00C
square feet is attached, to save the air trav
elers in case of accident. It lies folded upon
the siile of tho balloon, hut can bo unfurled
almost instantly, tho inventor says. Great
arms or rihs are shot out anil the covering
straightens itself upon them. Tho parachute
is opened and closed by tbo balloou's steam
machinery. Tho car is 13 feet «leep. The
balloon part alone is 34 feet high. The en
tire height, bag, car and wheels and wheel
shafts is 54 feet. The whole machine weighs
9,500 pounils and cost Ç 15,000.
The mail who had faith enough in this aii
steamer to advance money to help build it
was not one of the California millionaires, as
one might expect. It was a person who wa*
himself a practical aeronaut, Professor Carl
Meyers, of New York. Tho fact that be,
w ith his experience, put in his money to con
struct the thing, scores a long mark in iU
The car [»art consists of hickory ®r whiti
ash ribs, veneered w ith birch. It is flat-bot
tomed. The balloon or inflated part is divined
into three compartments by strong, white
cotton sheeting. This prevents tho rush ol
gas to one portion of tho balloon. The ba is
itself made of the strong, white cotton cloth,
of triple thickness at tho top. The danger ol
bursting is thereby lessened.
Tho bag is inclosed in a net of flat woven
linen bands, with a throe-inch mesh. Th«
netting is attached to the car by iron hooka,
caught into eyelets in leather straps.
Professor Patterson has expected for two
years to mako the attempt to cross the conti
nent from San Francisco to New Y oik, but cir
cumstances have thus far prevented 1ns mak
ing the attempt. Tiere is lack of money suf
fieient to try the experiment, for one thing.
This is liow it it at present with the bright
idea that struck Billy Patterson. The pro
pelling force of tho machine is placed imme
diately at t Ho intersection of tho car and
balloon, so that both can be controlled by it.
The engine is thus elevated above the bottom
of the car. The Herreshoff engine is employed.
The w heels that appear below the etlge ol
the car arc to catch it when it latuls ami to
roll it upon land. They are attached to
bumpers and worked with machinery, so
they w ill not jolt and can bo turned about in
any direction. The propeller screws that ap
pear beneath tho car are made of hollow steel
covered w ith green rawhide. Each screw if
operated by one of the engines. No ballast is
necessary. The balloon is elevated or «le
pressed by means of the screws l>enenth. AI
the stern appeal's the combined rudder and
Living accommodations are provided with
in the car. In tho bow of tho air boat is seen,
in the illustration, the month of a pipe. Ibis
supplies draft to the furnaces. Tho fuel em
ployed has littlo bulk. Tho w hole machine is
constructed to afford tho greatest strength
with the least weight.
Lincoln's Recipe for Happiness.
An autograph letter that I woul«l like to
own was shown mo a few days ago. "A. Lin
coln" was boldly signed at tho end of it, and
this wisdom was there, paragraphed in thà
"Do not worry.
"Eat three square meals a day.
"Say your prayers.
"Think of your w ife.
"Be courteous to your cretlitors. "
"Keep your digestion good.
"Steer clear of tho biliousness.
"Go slow and go easy.
"May l>o there aro other things that your
especial case requires to make you happy, but,
my friend, these, I reckon, will givo you a
good lift."—HoLston in New' York Times.
Stump«, the farmer, has married acitygiri
w ho is trying to learn country ways. Bho
has hear«l her husband say that he must buy
a dog and responds: "Ob, yes, do, Chnwles.
buy a setter dog. He can be a watch dog at
night and »et on the eggs all day; for 1 can't
make the hens set, though I've held 'em down
to hour at a time."—Life.

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