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Helena, Montana, Thursday, July 25, 1889. No. 35 <P|c ÎDffltly jfjcrahl. R. E. FISK D. W. FISK A. J. FISK. Publishers and Proprietors. Largest Circulation of any Paper in Montana -o Rates ol Subscription. WEEKLY HERALD: Oue Year, (in mlvanre).............................83 00 Hlx Months, (In advance)............................... 1 75 Three Months, (in advance)........................... 1 00 When not paid for in advance the rat« will be Four Dollars per yeari Postage, in all cases Prépaie. DAILY HERALD: (.It y Subscribers,dell vered by carrier 81 .00a month One Year, by mail, (in advance)................. 89 00 Hlx Months, by mail, (in advance)............... 5 00 Three Months, by mall, (in advance)........... 2 50 If not paid in advance, 812 per annum. 1 Kntered at the PostoHice at Helena as second class matter.] Sf -All communications should be addressed to FISK. BROS., Publishers, Helena, Montana. WAITING FOK MAKION. Down in the State of Ohio, section called Darby Plains, An'the twilight creepin' along and about the country lanes; With here and there a misty star you could bar« ly see Long about milkin' time in the year of sixty three. An' there the old lady sat a-milkin' the cows As slowly they chawed the punkins, fodder and browse. An' lighter yet than the Huff on the milk-pall's foam Was the thought of the promised furlough, an' Marlon cornin' home. Yesterday was the letter brought, an' the wel come word That the furlough would come in a week, as Marion heard. He hadn't been wounded yet. so the letter said, Ceppin a minie-ball had grazed his head. Terrible tough there in Darby, amongst the farms. The tioys all going to war an' carryin' arms; No <|iiiltin's, nor spellin' matche, nor huskin' bees— No apple-parin's nor dames, the gals to please. The wheat field's golden stalks and the robin's call. The o il well's sweep, and Marion's mare in her siall, . The martins up in the martin box, an' the bees at the comb Seemed -■« If they all knowed Marion was corn in' h me. Finallv cme the day he'd set to he back a n' bis mother shined the rifle that hung on the ra« k, Kil'ed » o up'e o' chicken», an' fer a surprise Baked some mas er fine doughnuts an' punkin pies. Long in the morning early I saw her go down the lane. Thirty miles from the bars to where he'd git off the train. An' there she waited till evening came with its misty gloom. Waitin' there to meet the boy that was comin home. Chickamaug»! Marion got his furlough there:^ The word came on in a week, an' his mother'd sit an' stare. An' look in the old cracked looklng-glats an' fix her comb, Hmooth her calicky gownd and say, "Marion's cornin' home." An' every September afterwards, on that same day. She'd fix and cook and j lan in the self-same way. ('Pears like the shock of that message had turned her brain). An' the next mornin' she'd walk to the end of the lane. An' there she'd set, and set by the worn-out bar». Lookin' (or Marion—"Marion'd gone to the wars" — Tell ye what, it would move the heart of a stone To see her coinin' slowly back, a-cryin' and alone. But when she was hack at homo in the settin' room With the taller candle lit to brighten the gloom, She'd look in the old crack* d glass again an' fix her comb. Smooth her dress and smile and say, "Marion's cornin' home." — Ermkst Mcgaffey —In Chics go Inter-Ocean. I'll F. THKEE HIDEKS. Three riders set forth for tl e temple of Fame, Each b* oted and spurred » nd equipped the same. The first rode forth at a rattling pace, Like a jockey who wins an exciting race. The second set out with a caution, slow. So that, when need war, he might faster go. The third rode steadily, quietly on. At a quit k jog trot he could reckon upon. And which do you think will the winner be? The hare the tortoise, or number three? The first one soon broke down, of course, He saved the saddle but lost his horse. The second one met the tegular fate, Dallied too long, aud was just too late. The third, I grive and regret to say. Lid not get there, for he lost his way. He thought so much of his regular trot, That to look at the signs he quite forgot. See how strangely thingB befall. Another not thinking of fame at all. Who on his way at the bread-fruit tree, To provide for tils wife and children three, Went straightway into the Temple of Fame, And innocently asked its name ! They answered him. And with a quizzical faoe «... He remarked: "It's a most uncomfortable place." Then lie went to tie bread-fruit tree. And home to his wife and children three. —Cnnstain Un on. THE PLAINT OF THE FARMER Throughout this country's broad expanse— East, west, and north and south— The farmer now bewails the chance of Of crop-destroying drouth. He knows the grain is bound to fail— The weevil's in the wheat— And echoes wide his mournful wail, "Craps dyin' o' ther heat." From year to year it is the same; His trust in hod grow s faint. On Providence he puts the blame Of his agnostic plaint. "The sun's a-dry1n' up ther grass, 1 her weevil's in ther " heat; No rain can't fall from akica o' glass Craps dyin' o' ther heat." He knows the pasture can not last, The hay is bound to burn; All chances of a rain are pa*t— The grain begins to "turn. And so, .n pessimist'c vein. He wa'ls his plans' defeat; "Ther ain'* no chances of a rain Craps dyia, o' ther heat." THE FASHIONABLE VIOLET. She grew in purple innocence, In wood and sheltered nook; Her bed was moss all hung with dew, Her mirror was the brook. How are the simple fallen ! The woods know her no mere; But through great cities' streets she walks, Or lingers at the door. She trembles on a bonnet toy. She nestles at the throat Of maidens fair, and at you stares From many an overcoat. She decks the heads of prancing steeds, With fashion goes to ride. No wonder that the violet's head Is fairly turned with pride. v/ me IT m. m Ws. MARY G. CALDWELL. She Gave $300,000 to the Charch- Engaged to a French Soldier. Mary Gwendolen Caldwell, who subscrib ed $300,000 to the Catholic University at Washington, is the promised bride of Prince Marat, a decendant of Napoleon's greatest cavslry soldier. She and her sister are heirs to an estate worth $5,000,000. They are the orphan daughters of William Shakespeare Caldwell, who was a member of au English family residing at Freder icksburg, Virginia. Their mo her was a sister of John C. Breckenridge, of Ken tucky. The foundation of the immense wealth possessed by the young women was laid by their grandfather, au English actor of reputation, and who introduced gas in the cities of Louisville, Cincinuaii and New Orleans. Their grandfather was a Protes tant, but their parents were converts to the Catholic church. Mary Gwendolen came of age in October, 1886, when she received half of the money coming to her and her sis(er by the death of their father, about seven years before. She was educated in a convent at Manhattanville. After gradua tion she traveled and studied in Europe The idea of coutrihuting a large donation towards founding a Catholic university is said to have originated in her own mind. Miss Caldwell has dark brown hair and eyes of the same color. Her figure is slender. ^aWV-s- • Y'»V l jr=> . 'J,'. 'rYM'J m'jiM & ' 4 : '5ft. m m [jiv ' f EMMA EAMES. The New American Frima Donna Delights Paris. Paris, which is the center of interest this year, has a musical attraction in Emma Eames, as Montana has in Annie Carpen ter, whom onr mnsic lovers have heard with raptnre, and will bear again to-night Both of these yonng ladies have passed the same courses of instruction relatively, and each enjoys celebrity as a vocal prodegy. Miss Eames is now singing at the Grand Opera House, Paris with the great snccess due to her genius and indns try. Her debnt was the event of the mnsi* cal season this year in the gay capital. She was born in Boston, the daughter of a lady who appreciated her natnral gifts in the divine art, and had the means to give them cultivation. Mrs. Eames took her daughter to Paris, where she stndied in the school of Madam Marchesi. Her first engagement was at the Opera Comique, Paris, where she drew a salary but was given no opportunity to sing. This unsat isfactory state of things was ended at Miss Eames' argent entreaty and Bhe was en gaged secretly to sing at the Grand Opera. Her opportonity came in an outcry for a better Juliette than the one performing in Gounod's celebrated opera, "Romeo et Juliette." It was nsed with the utmost ef fect, and the way is plain to freeh tri umphs. Miss Eames has superior personal attractions and is an accomplished actreee as well as a vocalist of the first rank. Playing Pions Before His Majesty. The Emperor of Russia, when upon a tonr ef inspection in the provinces, passed the night in the simple hnt of a toll-taker. Before retiring he was pleased, as head of the Chnrch, to see the old man take np the Bible and read a chapter, "Do yon read often, my son?" he asked. "Yes, your Majesty, every day." "How trnch of the Bible have yon read, my son?" "Daring the past year, the Old Testament and part of Matthew, yonr Majesty." Thinking to reward him, the Czar placed 500 roubles bktween the leaves of the hook of Mark on the following morning unknown to the toll-keeper, whom he bade farewell. Several months passed away and the Emperor returned, upon a second tour to the toll-keeper's hut. Tak ing the Blcle in his hands he was surprised the 500 roubles intact. Again interrogat ing the toll-keeper as to bis diligence in reading, he received an affirmative answer acd the statement that he had finished the chapters of Lake. "Lying, my son, is a great sin," replied His Majesty; "give me the Bible till I see." Opening the hood, be pointed to the meney which the man had not seen. "Thon hast not sought the King dom of God, my son. As punishment, thon shalt also lose thy earthly reward." And he placed the roubles in his pocket, to distribnt afterward among the neighboring poor. QUAKER CITY LAW. Rough and Ready Decisions by Magis» träte Bob Smith ot Phila delphia. "She has a right to 'ease' her husband." "A man who has lived for six years with a woman who has a tongue like a bell clap per has had a full share of pnnishment" The Solomon who utters these decisions, which have a smattering of common sense if not of law, is big bluff Magistrate Bob Smith, says the Philadelphia Record. His correct name is Robert R. Smith, but he is addressed by his full name only by utter 8< rangers. From one end of the city to the other he is known as "Bob." No magistrate is so well known in Phila delphia, and the fame of hie decisions and judicial utterances has been earned to dis tant States. The magistrate is oi sturdy frame, with a ruddy face and bright eyes, and he speaks in a sharp, off hand way that carries terror to the evil doer. The especial antipathy of the judge is a wife beater or a husband who has in other ways been remiss in bi9 marital relations. His language to such offenders is severe. "Yon big, hulking brute!" he said tooneol these creatures a while ago; "it's a pity the whipping post was ever abolished. Fellows like you ought to be tied up and lashed." The justice is an ardent advocate of the restoration of the whipping-post for certain offenses committed by men, and it has been said that be also favors a return of the ducking-stool as a method of pnnishment for women of unruly tODgues. He looks upon a common scold as being almost as bad as a wife-beater. "Now shut up and get oat of here, all of yon !" he has sometimes to say when a lot of wrangling women get to squabbling and bandying words in the sacred precinct of his court. "I've heard all 1 want from you. Skip now or I'll put you all under bail." But the most recent decision of the magistrate have won for him the undying love of womanhood. He has decided that it is a woman's right to "saes" her husband. The occasion of this qneer decision arose from a suit brought by an up town woman against her husband. "He beat me until I was black and bine," the woman testified. "What did you do that for, you brute ?" said the justice. "She sassed me," replied the husband. "Well, a woman has a right to sass her husband," retorted Justice Smith. "Find $1,0C0 bail, Madame, you go home aud leave this fellow to me." The ink had scarcely dried o the decis ion in this case when another attracted the attention ot the justice. A woman with rather a lively tongue appeared against a man she called her husband. The fellow was about as meek as Moses and about twenty-five years older than the woman. She started off with her story at a 180 words a-minute gait. "Hold on!" cried the magistrate. "He's a beast," said the woman. "How long have yon been married to that tongue?" asked the justice. "Six years," replied his meekness in the dock. "You've been punished enough. Open the gate and let him go," said Smith. Beginning life as a machinist, Judge Smith in these later years has turned his attention to agriculture, and is famous as a gentleman farmer at North Wales on the North Penn railroad. He carries into farming the same diiect methods that have distinguished him as a justice, and some times uses his knowledge of farming with great effect in his court. "So you are a farm hand, are yon ?" he has been known to say to some nutortunaie brought before him at Filth and Chestnut streets, and who bas given that as his occu pation. "Well, now, how would you irri gate a field of ruta bagas ?" This generally bad tte effect of breakmg up the supposed farm hand, and the judge smiles triumphantly to Clerk Moffett at his unmasking of snch deception. IN A SERPENT'S COILS. A Show Woman Nearly Strangled by a Big Boa-Constrictor. At about 8 o'clock last night, when the tent was filled with spectators, Mrs. Wal lace moanted the platform and took from the box the fifteen-foot boa-con9trictor, says the Holyoke Democrat. She twined it around her neck and body and then petted it as though it was a kitten. After hand ling the reptile for several minutes it be gan to get away and opened its enormous month The spots on its body began to grow darker and its skin glistened in an unnsnal manner. In its movements it be came more lively, and it was with diffi culty that the charmer could keep it around her neck. It uttered a low, ham ming sound as it swang its head from side to side. This noise grew faster and loader nntil it broke ont into the appalling hiss of the king of reptiles. The andieuce, who np to this time were enchanted with the scene, drew away from the platform, while hey kept their eyes fixed on the brave woman, who endervored to pacify the snake by drawing her hands Jn rapid succession over its body. The snake, instead of quieting ander her efforts, seemed to increase in anger. Its skin kept shining with a peculiar hue and the hiss was prolonged nntil it coaid be heard across the street. The snake turned its head on the charmer, and its eyes flashed as it suddenly swung itself around her neck and the coils began to tighten. The woman ottered a scieam. Her husband, who had been watching every movement, told her to choke it. As soon as the woman heard her has band's voice she became remarkably cool, and while the coils of the serpent were slowly bat sorely choking her to death, she quietly moved her hands down the body of the snake. The snake saw the movement and opened its jaws, but at the same moment the woman had clutched it aronnd the nock. With both hands she sqneezed it, and then the coils began to re lax. While holding the neck with one band she removed the coils with the other. When the snake was pnt back into the box and a large coil of iron cable thrown on top the audience breathed a sigh of re lief. Mr. Wallace said that he bought the snake three months ago in New York City from a dealer. Last year the same snake crushed a woman to death while she was handling st in a New York mnsenm. It is about to shed its skin, and is apt to be ugly daring this time of the year. % m m m m n GEORGE 6. VEST. The Missouri Senator, as Seen at the Capital of Montana. Oar portrait is a very excellent one of a distinguished visitor, George G. Vest, United States Senator from Missouri. With bis picture properly belongs a sketch, which, regretfully, necessity compels m to ahreviate to the limited space allotted to a daily print. George Graham Vest is a native of Ken tn ky, where he was horn in 1830, and on December 6th next his age will be 59 years. After a college course he entered as a law student at Transylvania University, following which he removed to Missouri, and at the age of 23 became a practicing attorney. He took early to politics, aiid soon attained distinction as a lurid orator of the extreme tropical type. In I860 he aspired to the Legislature, and secured a nomination and election to the Missouri House of Representatives. During the exciting debates of the ensuing session his voice and vote were given on the Southern side in the struggles which anticipated session and civil war, and he forfeited his membership to become a Representative in the Confederate Congress. Having served as such for two years, he furnished creden tials which admitted him to the Senate of the Confederate States, but subsequent cataetrophies limited his term to one year of actual experience in that body. Fol lowing the overthrow of the rebellion he returned'to Missouri and resumed the practice of law. making Kans s City his home. Mr. Vest was first elected to the United States Senate in 1878, and took his seat as successor to James Shields in March, 1879 He is an able and aggres sive leader of the Southern wing of his party, and has had no little to do in shap ing the policy of the Democracy in opposi tion to protection and in favor of free trade. His present term will expire in March next, after twelve years service in the Senate. Wi t /V ' DANIEL APPLETON. To be Colonel of the Famoys Seventh New York. Not New York ^tlone but the whole coun try is prond of the Seventh, that State. The appearance^^eqbipment and discipline of this famous regiment are perfect. In the great military displays seen in the commercial capital of the country, local pride is always content with the marching performances of the Seventh. Its members are mostly residents of New York City, a distinguished son of which is to be elected its Colonel. We give the portrait of the gentleman, who is the head of the publishing bouse bearing his name. Daniel Appleton, whose rank is now Captain, and who is known by every man in the regiment as Captain Dan —possesses every requisite for the dignity awaiting him. He has soldiery qualities, social position, wealth, enthusiasm and physique, and as a drill master is Baid to have no superior. Mr. Appleton has been in the regiment fifteen years. He entered it as a private. The Specter Guest. An undertaker in Madrid, who lived over his shop, one night gave a grand ball. At the height of the festivities a gentleman in fall evening dress joined the company. He danced with the hostess and her daugh ter, be danced with the guests. He seemed to enjoy himself thoroughly. The undertaker thought he recognized the face, bat didn't like to be rode and ask the stranger's name. By acd by all the guests departed,and only the nnknown was left. "Shall I send for a cab for yon ?" said the host at last. "No, thank yon; I'm staying in the house." "Staying in the house? Who are yon, sir ?" "Why, don't yon know me? I'm the corpse that was brought in this afternoon." The undertaker in horror rnshed to t! i mortuary chamber, where in Spain it is usual for the dead to be removed. The coffin was empty. His wife and danghter had been dancing with a corpse ! Bat it turned oat that the gentleman had only been in » trance and had sudden ly recovered. Hewing the revelry above and being possesed of a keen thongh ghastly sense of htmor, he got out of his coffin and joined the festive party. He was presentable, for in Spain the dead are gen erally buried in fdl evening drear. HE WANTED VENGEANCE. Bat It Took Him a Good While to Collect His Thoughts. [New York Sun.] I had been riding in the same Beat with a very plain sort of a man for the last twenty miles, when a conple boarded our car at a junction, and be suddenly altered a cuss word as long as mv arm. I saw that he was excited by their advent, and naturally irqnired if he knew them. "Know'em? Why, that woman is my wife," he hissed. "And who's the man?" "It's a feller she is eloping with." "They haven't seen you yet, and they are nicely caught. How loDg ago did she leave ?" ' Three days. I'll have a terrible re venge." "Are you armed?" ''No. I'm too dangerous when I'm armed and I left my revolver home." "Then you'll swoop down on the mao and break him in two?" "I orter, I suppose, but when I begin to swoop I don't know where to stop. I might damage a dozen others. My re venge mast be swift and terrible, however." "How do you propose to do ?" "I dunno. How wonld yon do ?" "I should go for the mi.n without delay." "Yes, that is the proper way, I suppose; but if I get wild who's to hold me ? I once started in ro lick a man, broke loose and finally cleaned ont a whole town meet ing. I must take bloody vengeance, how ever." "Perhaps if yon would show yourself the man would sliDk off and the wife return to your bosom," I suggested. "I dunno. If he would it would be all right, but I suppose he tried to bluff me? That would make a fiend of me in a mo ment, aud I should probably kill every body in this car. I must bave blood, how ever." "Perhaps you could buy him off?" I said, meaning it for a stab. "Yes, I might, but I guess he'd want more'u I've got." "Well, do you propose to sit here and let another man walk off with yonr wife?" "No! By the canopy of Heaven, no! I demand bis heart's blood! Let me think. He's purty solid, isn't he?" "Yes " "Would probably fight?" "I think so." "Don't look as if he would let go for $ 12 ?" "No." "Well, I must plan for a deep and last ing vengeance. Let me collect my thoughts " At that moment the woman turned and saw him, and she at oDce arose and came back to the seat He looked at her with open mouth, and she pointed her tinner at him and said "Thomas Jefferson Baily, you open yonr yawp on this kyar and I'll make you wish you'd never been born ! At the next stop you git off, or my teller will make your heels break your neck ! I've gone and lett yon, and that's all there is to it, and 'taint no use to go bother ns. Mind, now, or yon'll hear from me !" And she went back to her seat, and Thomas Jefferson rode nine miles without another word, and as a stop was reached he dropped off as humbly as you please. He stood Inside the open window until the train moved,and then whispered to me: "I got off to collect my thoughts. Look out for me when I torn loose for ven geance !" Lincoln's Offer of Marriage. [Indianapolis Journal.] Abraham Lincoln's offer of marriage was a very carions one, and, singularly enough, it bas but recently come to light. Numer ous as his biographers have been, and closely as they bave have gleaned for new facts and materials it was left for the latest one. Mr. Jesse Wetk, of Greencaatle, to discover this unique and characteristic production of Mr. Lincoln's almost un tutored mind. The let: er is one of several written, presumably, to the lady he after ward married. Addressed to "My Dear Mary," it reads as follows: Yon must know that I cannot see yon or think of yon with entire indifference; and yet it may be that ycu are misaken re gard to wbat my real feelings toward yon are. If I knew you were not, I should not trouble yeu with this letter. Perhaps any other man wonld know enough without farther information; but I consider it my peculiar right to plead ignorance, and your bonnden duty to allow the plea. I want m all cases to do right, and most particu larly so in all cases with women. I want at this particular time, more than anything else, to do right with yon; and if I knew it wonld be doing right, as I rather suspect it would, to let yon alone, I would do it. And, for the purpose of making the matter as plain as possible, I now say yon can drop the subject, dismiss your thoughts—if you ever bad any—from me farever, and leave this letter unanswer ed without calling forth one accusing mur mur from me. And I will even go farther and say that if it will add anything to your comfort or peace of mind to do so, it is my sincere wish that should. Do not under stand by this that I wish to cat yonr ac quaintance. I mean no each thing. What I do wish is that onr farther acquaintance shall depend upon yourself. If snch further acquaintance wonld contribute nothing to yoar happiness. I am sure it wonld not to mine. If ynn feel yonrself in any degree bound to me, I am now willing to release yon, provided you wish it; while, on the otner hand, I am willing and even ai xious to bind yon faster, I can be convinced that it will in any degree add to yonr happi ness. This, indeed, is the whole qnestion with me. Nothing would make me more miserable than to believe yon miseiable; nothing more happy than to know yon were so. In what I have now said I think I cannot be misunderstood; and to make myself understood is the only object of this letter. If it suite yon best not to answer this, farewell. A long life and a merry one attend yon. Bat if yon conclude to write back, speak as plainly as I do. There can be neither harm nor danger in saying to me anything yon think, just in the manner yon think it. Yonr friend, Lincoln. Probably this isthe queerest love letter on record, and the most remarkable offer of marriage ever made. It is a love letter without a word of love and a proposal of marriage that does not propose. Every line of it breathes admiration, affection, devotion, unselfish desire for the lady's happiness, the writer's sense of nnworthi ness and his genuine adoration of the lady he was addressing, but it does not mention love. I! i wm ^ .sJ. ALFRED LE CHAIT. Belgium's Representative at Wash ington. Belgium is small bat thickly popnlated and enterprising. Her activities in Africa do the little kingdom honor and the build ing of the Congo railway will be, in no mean proportion, the work of Belgium. One of the ablest of her statesmen repre sents her in Washington. Alfred Le Chait was born in Brussels in the year 1842. He was educated in that bright capital. In 1865 he entered the Diplomatic Corps of Belgium, and learned detail in the Depart ment of Foreign Affairs daring the next five years. He was s nt to Florence as Secretary of Legation in 1870, and went to Rome in that capacity when the Eternal City was made the capital rf the Italian kingdom. M. Le Chait came from Rome to Washington, where he meets many old friends. » $ I HADJI KAHN, The Persian Minister, Made 1 ired by the Newspapers. Hadji Hussein Ghooly Kahn has ten dered his resignation and will leave the country on account of unpleasant allusions to the Shah and himself in American newspapers. He says that the Shah is de sirons of sustaining friendly relations with this country and that as soon ashisresigea tion is accepted a successor will heap pointed. Hadji Kahn is the first Envoy Extraor dinory and Minister Plenipotentiary sent from Persia to Washington. He is a native of Teheran, and is ahont 41 years old. He was educated in Persia and speaks three languages—Persian, Arabic and French. At an early age be entered the govern ment civil service. Some years afterward he was made President of the Court of Jnstice at Ispahan. From there he was transferred to the Ministry of Finance. Bat his love for the diplomatic service caused him to enter the foreign office, in which he soon rose to the position of Sec ond Secretary for Foreign Affairs. He was appointed Consol General to India in 1885, with headquarters at Bombry. On the third of October. 1888, he presented his credential » to President Cleveland at the Executive Mansion. He is a very pleasant gentleman, a little below the medium height, aud has on olive complexion. 23Ö / m ' ' v - * MAURICE FLYNV, New York's «Boss" Millionaire Contractor. The late Mr. Flynn will be remembered historically because he and Rollin M. Squire, Commissioner of Pnblic Works in New York City, were, in 1866, jointly in dicted on the charge of conspiracy. A letter was pnblished which Squire had written to Flynn promising that in con sideration of Flynn's getting him (Sqnire) appointed Commissioner of Public Works, he (Sqnire) wonld run the department just as Flynn, who was a contractor, directed. This disclosure was one of the greatest sen sations of the time, bnt nothing came of it Jnstice Daniels directing a verdict o, acquittal on technical grounds. Flyn madef millions as a contractor by methods pecu liar to the political "boss" in New York. SAVED HER CHILD. _ 'I he Heroism and Ingenuity of a Mother Whose Babe Was in Danger. A most remarkable rescue from death took place at the farm of WeDdell Russel), about three miles from Venice, Illinois, Monday afternoon, says the St. Lonis Globe Democrat. Mr. Russell had removed the pump from the well to make some repairs, and had partially covered the aperture with boards. A little four year old boy playiDg in the vicinity got on these boards arid fell thiough, one ot the beards going with him. His mother heard the cries and rnshed to the rescue. There was about twelve feet of water in the well, aud the distance from the top to the sur face of the water was abont fifteen fe*r. She could see the little one clinging to the board and floating on the water. No assistance was at hand and she was thrown on her own resources. Her wits worked quickly and she acted with great prompt ness. Securing a stout rope that was near at baud, she fastened one end of it tightly around the body of her 9 year-old daugh ter and then let her down to the water, where she grabbed the little one and shouted to her mother to pull her up. Her mother could not do it. While it was com paratively an easy matter to lower the girl steadily and to hold her it was quite an other thing to haul her up, and the mother'» strength was not equal to the task. She, however, found a way out of the dilemma. With a few words of encourage ment to her loved ones clinging to <acb other just above the surface of the water, she made the rope fast above and ran to get a ladder that was leaning against the honse. This she let down the well, bnt it reached only a little below the surface of the water, aud there was noth ing for it to rest od. She ee, ured a stout piece of timber and placed it across the top of the well between the top rounds of the ladder, thus giving it a firm support, though the lower end swung iu a manner somewhat dangerous to an uustiady climber. Then she took the rope by which her daughter was suspended and swung her to ttie L.dder. The girl seized the lad der with her left hand, and with her little brother tightly grasped in her right arm, climbed the ladder, assisted by her mother with the rope. Both were brought up safely, and the only injuries sustained were a few bruises and a thorough ducking to the little ones. Rare Hugs From The East. Philadelphia Record: "There is a rug that has been in use for fifty years at least, and it has be*n slashed and tori, brobably by some Arab robber, but it is worth $700 nevertheless," said a prominent Philadel phia carpet merchant, referring to a splen did piece of Persian work stretched on the floor before him. "Tnat gives yon an idea of the vains cf an oriental mg," he con tinued. "American industry will never produce anything to equal it. "The Eastern mg wears forever. It is made by the most tedious hand process. Every tnft of wool is tied ast to the warp of the mg, and hence the ever varying patterns which could never be turned ont by a machine. The wool can not be torn from its place, as in a machine made car pet. The clips of the famous Armenian sheep are used in the manufacture, and after a few years'nse it is more like silk than wool. Bat these are unique in an other respect. Absolutely fast colors are not known outside of the orient. The vege table dye which is used there will never fade, as will the anliline dyo. There are endless shades of color, two, which are not reproduced outside the domain of these rugj makers. There is one establishment in Wisconsin which follows the eastern method of weaving, hut in the matter of coloring rivalry ceases. "Second-hand rags? Why, the richest of them have been in nee for years. Repre sentatives of the Constantinople merchants, who trade with the West, are sent travel ing through the barbarous empires, Rugs that have been trodden for years under the feet of Mohammedan worshipers in the great mosques, or perhaps for several de cades have bedecked some nobleman's harem, are bought up sometimes at an ab surdly low price and carred away in horse or camel trains. "Some rugs are found which have been made by the dainty hands of court ladies, involving the labor of several years; bnt the tendency is for the owners to hold fast to them in the hope of realizing an im mense purchase price. It is not an unusual thing tor Arab robbers to attack a party of rag merchants traveling with their valua ble loads, and in the fight mgs are rent and torn like this one which yon see. "Filthiness is no name for these pieces of bnadiwork when they ieach tbs shipping I oint for the West. Reeking with the dirt of years, they would shock the instinct of the veriest scavenger on our shores. They are washed and then sent off to market. When they reach England or this country they generally have to be given » thorough sconring before they can be on sale They are a different classes, named alter the provinces where they,were patterned—Bok hara, Anatolis, Kurd, Daghestan, Persia Smyrna. Chiraz AlJahabed. Beloochiauc, and Agra. They can generally be dis tinguished from one another by the length of the nap and the general colorirg and design. All are the result of the same pa tient work, aiid bring high prices from lovers of the artistic the world over." Summer in the Country. Where Bhall we go for the sommer, Henry? Have you tuought anything about it ?" "No, not yet. How would you like to g idto the country again?" "Well, perhaps that wonld do." "I'll tell yon wbat; let's stay at home Leave screens oat of the doors and windows so as to have plenty of mosquitoes, get a poor cook and an impertinent waitress, make the beds up as bard as a board, get a spavined old horse and a carryall with stiff springs, and we can have all the advantage of country life without going ont of town." THE END MEN. THE THREE GRACES. Faith. With eager appetite I flx mine eye Upon the pitce of huckleberry pie. Hope. How similar the berry andkhe fly ! And yet, mayhap, it Is a berry pie. Charity. Into its depths I peer, and pass the pie Unto my hungry neighbor sitting by.