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VOL XV, NO 12.
MOUNT HOLLY, BURLINGTON COUNTY, N. J., TUESDAY, MARCH 20, 1894.
ESTABLISHED 1879
PENNSYLVANIA KAILKOAD.
The standard railway of America. Protect
ed oy the Interlocking switch and block sig
nal system.
TYains leave Mount Holly as follows:
For Philadelphia, 5.30, 6.00, 6.52, 7.10, 7.50,
8.57, 0.15, 11.20 m., 12.57, 2.30,4.23,5.06,6.19.
8.37, 10.50 p. M.
On Sundays. 8.86 a. m.. 12.05, 5.20, 7.50 p. m.
For Pemberton, 7.35, 9.26, a. m., 1.37.
3.32, 4.47, 6.06, 7.04,7.33, p. m. Sundays, 10.23
a. m., 6.05 p. M.
For Brown's Mi Is in-tlie-Pinea, 7.35, 9.26, a. m.,
3.32, 4.47, p. m. Sundays, 10.23a.m.
For Uu liing ton, Borden low n.Tren ton and New
York, 6.35, 9.05, 10.50 a. m., 2.50, 4.38, 5.55 p. m.
For Lewistowii, Columbus, Kin kora, etc.,
1.37, p. m. On Sundays, 6.05 p. m.
For Lumuerton, Medtord, Marlton and Had
den held 9.35 a. m
For Vlnoentown, 12.30,6.06 r. m.
For Toms ttiver, Island Heights, etc., 9.26,
a. m., 4.47 p. m.
For Trenton and New York, via Pemberton
and Kin kora, 1.37, r. *. Sundays, 6.05,
p. m.
For Hightstown, 7. 35 a. m., 1.37, 4.47 p. m. On
Sundays 7.05 v. m.
For Asbury Park, Mondays and Saturdays
only, 9.26, a. m.
For T uckerton,9.26 a. m., 4.52 p. m.
For Beach Haven 4.52 p. m.
TYains leave for Mount Holly as follows:
From Philadelphia, 6.30, 7.50, 8.30, 10.00,
11.20 A. M., 12.30 2.30, 4.00, 4.30, 5.10,
6.10.6.80.8.00, 10.30. 11.45 p.m. On Sundays,
9.15 a. M., 1.00,5.30, 10.30 P. m.
From New iork, via Trenton and Burlington
8.00. 9.30 a. M., 1.00, 4.00, 5.00 P. M.
From Trenton, 7.41,9.25,11.10 a. m., 2.53,5.20,
7.00 p. m.
From Burlington, 8.31,10.06,11.53 a. m.,3.32,5.45
7.40 p. m.
From Brown’s-Mills-in ibe-Pines, 8.20, a. m
12.25, 5.45 p. m. Sundays, 4.50.
From Pemberton, (north) o.35, 7.25, 8.32, 8.55
a. m. 12.19, 4.05, 8.17 p. M. On Sundays, s.60
a. M.,
From Pemberton (south), 8.36 a. m., 12.40, 4.50
6.00 p. m. On Sundays,5.03, p. m.
From Vincentown, 6.5o a. m., 1.32 p. m.
From Highislow n, via Pemberton, 7.05,10.00
a. m., 7.05 p. m. via Burlington, 11.02 a.m.
7.00 M.
From Medford, 11.55 a. m.
From Long Branch, 1.55 p. m., on Monday and
Saturdays only.
From Asbury Park, 5.20 r. m. 2.12 p. m. on
Mondays and Saturdays only.
Froiu loms liiver, 7.48 a. m., 4.12 v. m.
From island Heights, 7.-15, a. m., 4.38 p. m.
S. M. Prkvost, J. B. Wood,
General Manager. lien. Pass. Agent.
MEDFOKD, MAKLION, AND PHILA
DELPHIA.
Leave Medford lo. Philadelphia at 6.58, 10.07,
A. M., 2.13, 5.24, P. M. Sunday. 8.01, A. M.,
3.50, 1*. M.
Leave Marlton for Philadelphia at *.15, 10.20,
A. M , 2.35, 5..'15, P. M. Sunday, 8.14, A. M.,
4.05, P. M.
Leave Philadelphia, Market Street, for Med
ford and Marlton at 7, 10.50, A. M., 3, 5.30,
P. M. Sunday, 8.45, A M., 5.50, P. M.
Leave Marlton lor Medford, 8.11, 11.40, A. M.t
3.59,6 22. P. M. Sunday,9.47, A. M., 6.23, P. M.
For further particulars apply to the ticket
Agent at the slution.
TUt'KKUTOX KAILKOAD.
Leave Mount Holly for Tuekerton 9.26 a. m.,
4.52 p. in., daily except Sunday. Beach
Haven, 4.52 P. M ; no connections in morn
ings.
Leave Beach Haven for Tuekerton, 6.45 a.
m., daily except Sunday, and 7.10 p. m. on
Saturdays only.
Leave Tuekerton for Beach Haven, 5.50 p. m.
daily except Sunday, and 5.20 a. ui. on Mon
days.
Leave Be.ach Haven for Mount Holiy, 6.45 a.
m., daily except Sunday.
Leave Tuekerton lor Mount Holly, 7.03 a. in.,
3.20 p. in., dailv except Sundav.
Mount Holly FOttOfflee.
MAILS LEAVE AS FOLLOWS :
a m. a.m. p.m. p.m
New York anil East.6.50 8.05 1.50,7.40
Pemberton ami Hightstown.
V1 nee u tow u
Treuton.|t>.50 8.05
.50 7.40
• 7.40
1.50! 7*40
Bor den tow n.
Foreign.
West.
Atlantic City.
Medford.
Philadelphia..
Uu limgton...
Camden.
Luinberton...
ti.5o8.ut> 1.50:7 40
6.50(8.05
8.05
8.05
..50(7.40
1.50i7.40
1.50 7.40
8.05
8.05
8.05
8.05
1.50 7.40
1.50 7.40
1.50 7.40
MAILS ARRIVE AND READY FOR DISTRIBUTION :
New York and East
Pemberton.
Vincentown.
Hightstown.
Trenton.
Bordentown.
Foreign.
West.
Atlantic City.
Medford.
Philadelnhia.
Burlington.
Cauideu .
Luinberton.
9.00
9.00
9.00
rj 4511'EL A. ATKINSON,
^ATTORNEY AT LAW, SOLICITOR AND
MASTER IN CHANCERY.
No. 109 Main St., Opposite Washington House,
Mount Holly, N. J.
IjHAkLfch iU. SLOAN,
FIRE AND LIFE INSURANCE,
omcein Arcade Building, Mount Holly, N. J
QI1AKLG8 EWAN nKRKITT,
ATTORNEY AND COUNSELLOR AT LAW,
Main Street, Opposite Arcade,
Mount Holly, N. J.
XH. CRAMER.
. SURVEYOR AND CONVEYANCER,
COMMISSIONER OF DEEDS,
JUSTICE OF THE PEACE,
Cedar Run. Ocean County, N. J.
gAMCBL 1 ALKY, W. D..
HOMOEOPATHIC PHYSICIAN,
Garden Street, near Cherry Street, Mount
Holly, N. J.
Office Hours: 7 to 9 a. m.. 1 to 2 p. m., b 8 to r m.
QKOROE W. * ANUKRVKKR,SI. D
HomoooDatbist,
Garden 8t. near Buttonwood, Mount Holly
f Until 9 a. m.
Office Hours: -j 6 to 8 p. m.
{ 1 to 2 P. M.
f lKK, LIFE AND ACCIDENT INSUR
ANCE.
Reliable Companies and lowest rates. Cor
spoudence solicited.
SAMUEL A. ATKINSON,
General insurance Agent,
109 Main Street, Mount Holly, N. J.
IJHAS. h akkkk, m. !>., o. 1>. #.
DENTAL OFFICE AND LABORATORY
No. 137 MAIN STREET.
(Cor. Main dr Union Sis.,)
Mount Holly, 3NT. «T.
First-Class Work. Reasonable Prices
WILLIAM H. CLINE,
FURNISHING UNDERTAKER,
VINCENTOWN, N. J.
Orders by Telegraph will be promptly ai
tended to.
|| K. I,IPF1«OOTT.
GENERAL AUCTIONEER,
MEDFORD, N. J.
Special Attention paid to sales ol real estate,
stock farming utensils, etc.
^ DORON,
WATCHMAKER AND JEWELER,
NO. St MAIN 8T1UCET, MOUNT HOLLY.
Keepsth* be ,i assortment ol Watches,
Chains, Kings, and Spectacles In Kur
lington County.
Also, a full line of Silver and Plated
W are
QIRARP
Fire Insurance Company
OF PHILADELPHIA.
SOUND1 SOLID! SUCCESSFUL
POLICY MEANS INDEMNITY.
Cash Capital............■ ■..
Reinsurance fund and all
liabilities.
Netsurplus overall.~.
$300,000 oo
530,849 42
624,709 3?
Assets, January ;i, 1887....$1,461,558 75
Is among the soundest Institutions of the
country. Its liabilities are very small and
mathematical standing very high.
Charles M. Sloan,
merit I Agrii unit Kmldmt IHrertor,
MOUNT HOI.LY, N. J.
No .1* Cioeswlcks Htreat, Hnrdentown
No 22'2 High Street. Burlington.
HAVE YOUR PAINTING
DUNK ItY
Samuel L. Bullock.
Ba»l inatanalH always uaed. I'ura colors,
Neat White Lead and /.Inc and Pore Linseed
Oil All kinds ol painting done; Sign, Orna
mental, Frescoing, draining, Calctintnlng,
Glaring, Ac. Work solicited 'rnm all around.
None nut competent and experienced men
employed, and all work guaranteed. All or
d»™ should be left at my residence, Union
street, or T. 11. Mullocks store, (, rden street
Mount Hollv
/■SAI.I. on us |( you wish togel a good glass ol
c Soda Water. We make ail onrown syrups
and our fruit syrups being made from the
?ult are a very flue. HAKRiNUTON B Drug
tore, fl ‘Main Street.
nURLINGTON COUNTY
Insurance Rooms.
Established I H66.
FIRE f LIFE I A CCIDEN7 i I. /
In all their Branches and forms
THE BEST IS THE CHEAPEST!
Companies oi our own selection, eu >racing
those o? ihe oldest, strongest and nu*‘ tliberal
corporations oi
NEW JERSEY. PfNNSY IA'aNIA, NEW
YORK, CONNECTICUT. AND ENGLAND
Farm Insurance on the Most favorane
tenia anil rondlllonn.
Against Fire, Lightning, and Tornados
No notes. No assessments No personal
liability We Invite comparison, bee me.
Over $240,000 Paid
IN BURLINGTON COUNTY. NO l A DIS
PUTED LOSS OR CLAIM.
Devoting my entire time to the study and
practiceol Insurance, together with the ex
perience and observat ion of the past 24 years,
And the earnest purpose to do only a hafk
business, warrants me in inviting public at
tention to this office. A call or postal will .
receive prompt attention anywhere in the
county without extra expense.
Calendars and Blotters at your service.
Vorv Respectfullv.
CHARLES M. SLOAN, Manager,
MOUNT HOLLY, N. J.
Principal Office in Arcade Building. Mount
Holly, N. J.
Office In Burlington, No. 222 High street.
" Bordentown “ 18 Crosswick St.
BARRINGTON'S PHARMACY
42 Main Street.
We have a complete stock of
Drugs. Chemicals, Pat- j
ent Medicines, Sundries,
Todet Articles, Sponges,
Chamois, Fine Station
ery, Cutlery, Pocket
Books, etc.
TRUSSES ot all kinds to suit any particular
rupture. Special attention is given to the
Ittiing and reducing of ruptures.
Our stock ot
LHMPS
Is complete and at the lowest prices, lower
than city prices. We have an over stock of
HANGING LAMPS, we will sell below cost,
rhey are real bargains.
We especially recommend MILLER'S PUL
MONIC COMPOUND tor coughs and colds.
AI so MI LLEK’S W O R M D EST R< > Y E R. W e
claim them to be the best on tin* market.
MILLERS RHEUMATIC REMEDY for
rheumatism, gout and neuralgia, is without
equal.
Special attention is given to compounding
ind dispensing. Our aim is to please every
sue. We solicit, vour natrona**©.
The prescription file of G. T. Williams,
late drupgist on Mill street, is at our store.
Ill Chilly tCp*
Weather
Many people pet cold from the
need of something warm to drink.
We have found the remedy. Try
our
HOT SOID^
and you will be refreshed and benetitted
Drawn from
NEW HOT SODA APPARATUS
Among other seasonable articles we
would call your attention to
Prickitt’s Pulmonary Compound
one of the best cough syrups made.
We are closing out a large line of
• lm7\a:ps •
below cost. The first to come receive the
bargains.
ELMER D. PRICKITT,
DRUGGIST AND CHEMIST.
30 Main street, Mount Holly. N. J.
Branch store at Lumberlon, N. .1.
Writing Paper, Envelopes
School Supplies
Blank Books
Sheet Music
Bibles and Hymnals
Pocket Books, Card Cases
L. C. JAMISON
Y. M .C. A. BUILDING
How Well
You’re Looking
Friends All Surprised
At the Wonderful Benefit From
Hood's Sarsaparilla. )
Mr. H. K. Cole
Millville, New Jersey.
“C. I. Hood & Co., Lowell. Mass.:
“ Gentlemen: — Whenever I meet friends now
w hom I have not seen for some time, the first
thing they generally remark concerns my fleshy
and healthy appearance. They ask what I have
been doing. 1 have one answer for all: *Ohl
nothing only taking Hood’s Sarsaparilla.’ I
have been afflicted for thirty years with a dry
Scaly Eruption of the Skin,
affecting at times my entire body but mainly
confined to my limbs and more especially to my
legs from my knees dow n to my feet The skin,
which had been a solid mass of dry scales for
years, broke out about a year ago into running
sores. At one time I had as many as nine on
one limb which were about the size of a silver
ten cent piece. They caused me great ineon
HOOD’S
Sarsaparilla
CURES
venience and suffering by their constant and in
tolerable itching. I was advised to take Hood’s
Sarsaparilla and after using nine bottles con
sider myself cured. The sores have long since
disappeared, the scabs are all gone, and my
skin is as smooth as any one can w ish. I have
gained in weight from 120 to 160 pounds. I con
sider Hood’s Sarsaparilla j
A Great Boon to All
w ho suffer from skin and blood diseases. Ac
cept my sincere and heartfelt thanks for the
wonderful cure Hood’s Sarsaparilla has brought
to me.” H. R. Cole, 117 Smith St., Millville. N. J.
Hood’s Pills cure Constipation by restor
ing the peristaltic action of the alimentary canaL
A NARROW ESCAPE!
How it Happened.
The following remarkable event In a lady’s
life will interestthe reader: “Fora long time I
had a terrible pain at my heart, which flut
tered almost incessantly. I had no appetite
and could not sleep. 1 would be compelled
to sit up in bed and belch gas from my stom
ach until I thought every minute would be
my last. There was a feeling of oppression
about my heart, and I was afraid to draw a
full breath. I couldn’t sweep a room with
out sitting down and resting; but, thank
God, by the help of New Heart Cure all that
is past andl feel like another woman. Be
fore using the New Heart Cure I had taken
different so-called remedies and been treated
by doctors without any benefit until I was
both discouraged and disgusted. My husband
bought me a bottle of Dr. Miles’ New Heart
Cure, and am happy to say I never regretted
it, as 1 now have a splendid appetite and
sleep well. I weighed 125 pounds when I be
gan taking the remedy, and now I weigh 130li.
its effect in my case has been truly marvel
ous. It far surpasses any other medicine I
have ever taken or any benefit 1 ever re
ceived from physicians.”—Mrs. llarryStarr,
Pottsville, Pa., October 12,1892.
Dr. Miles' New Heart Cure is sold on a posi
tive guarantee by all druggists, or by the Dr.
Miles Medical Co., Elkhart, Ind., on receipt of
price, finer bottle, six bottles f5, express pre
paid. This great discovery by an eminent
specialist in heart disease, contains neither
opiates nor dangerous drugs.
/JH AI NS.
Gold, Silver and Plated Chains. A complete
assortment can be found at DOKO.VS, No. 84
Main street.
What is
Castoria is Dr. Samuel Pitcher’s prescription l'or Infants
and Children. It contains neither Opium, Morphine nor
other Narcotic substance. It is a harmless substitute
for Paregoric, Props, Soothing Syrups, and Castor Oil.
It is Pleasant. Its guarantee is thirty years’ use by
Millions of Mothers. Castoria destroys Worms and allays
feverishness. Castoria prevents vomiting Sour Curd,
cures Diarrhoea and Wind Colic. Castoria relieves
teething troubles, cures constipation and flatulency.
Castoria assimilates the food, regulates the stomach
and bowels, giving healthy and natural sleep. Cas
toria is the Children’s Panacea—the Mother’s Friend.
Castoria.
“Castoria in an excellent medicine for chil
dren. Mothers have repeatedly told me of its
good effect upon their children."
Dr. G. C. Osoood,
Lowell, Mass.
•4 Castoria is the best remedy for children of
which I am acquainted. I hope the day is not
far distant when mothers w ill consider the real
Interest of their children, and use Castoria in
stead of the various quack nostrums which are
destroying t heir loved ones, by forcing opium,
morphine, soothing syrup and other hurtful
agents down their throats, thereby sending
them to premature graves."
Dr. J. F. Kinciielok,
Conway, Ark.
Castoria.
'•* Castoria is so well adopted to children that
I recommend it as superior to any prescription
known to me.”
IT. A. Archer, M. D.,
Ill So. Oxford St., Brooklyn, N. Y.
“Our physicians in the children's depart
ment have spoken highly of their experi
ence in their outside practice with Castoria,
and although we only have among our
medical supplies what is known as regular
products, yet we are free to confess that the
merits of Castoria has won us to look with
favor upon it."
United Hospital and Dispensary,
Boston, Mass.
Allen C. Smith, iVe».,
Thu Centaur Company, TI Murray Street, New York City.
WUandYOUT^
Children
It is a wonderful remedy, which is alike benefi
cial to you and your children. Such is Scolt's Emulsion
of Pure Norwegian Cod Liver Oil and Hypophos
phites of Lime and Soda. It checks wasting in the
children and produces sound, healthy flesh. It keeps
them from taking cold and it will do the same for you
Scott’s Emulsion cures Coughs,
Colds, Consumption, Scrofula and
mil Anaemic and Wasting Diseases.
Prevents wasting in children. Al
most am |»Hlfiiatil«* am milk. <•<*! only
the genuine. Prepared by Bcott A
Bowne, Chemists, New York. Hold by
*1) Druggists.
Scott’s
Emulsion
FAILEDI
Failed! •‘Ah, yes, poor fellow!” you say,
“Nothing from life he seemed to gain.
His was truly a losing fight.
And all too soon the cruel night
Closed around—beat him down. lie was
slain!”
“Yes, failed,” you say.
Failed! But I tell you—tell you nay!
’Twas a noble fight he fought and well—
With courage held high and brow clear,
No skulking idly in tlio rear.
And if vanquished ’twere fighting—fighting
he fell.
No failure, I say.
And look you. What call you success?
The poor plaudits of some few men?
A palace reared from the cold—
A red heap of this earth dug gold?
A cathedral crypt? And then— Well, what
then?
Why, only a guess.
And I say again: Count you the cost
Of this bridge? To what is it nailed?
What are its bulwarks piled high—these
You cross to your City of Ease?
Man! I tell you ’tis built on the failed—
The lighters who lost.
And he—scorn or pity as you will—
’Twas in fording that stream he fell.
For freedom, for man, for the right!
Was his cry in the heat of the fight.
And for these and for you, rang his knell.
Then “failed,” say you still?
Dry shod reach your promised land now
On his failure—on those the world railed—
They, the stuff of whom heroes are.
Who saw its light gleam from valleys afar
And fought fcr it—died for it—failed.
No failure, I vow.
—New York Ledger.
A BRAGGART IN LOVE
The women had pone to the drawing
room, and we had finished first cigars,
when the conversation struck on matri
mony. We were all married men, ex
plaining how it happened. The other
guests had told in turn their little story
in the free confidence one easily feels at
the end of a perfect dinner. I had re
lated my romance, and we now turned
to our host.
“Narlin.bow did you win your wife?”
“It’s a long story—began on hunting
pass in the Arizona desert, crossed the
water and ended in Colorado. Light
fresh cigars. No, I'll take Mexican.
Butler, bring the chartreuse—green for
me, if you please.”
I think it was the summer of 1886.
Geronimo was not yet taken, and we
had been chasing in onr turn until, for
lack of backs and feet, our horses were
lagging in the race, and we were set to
watch water holes in the San Simon, so
polluted with alkali and arsenic a sen
sible savage would have shunned it, as
my dyspepsia, which dates from that
campaign, tells me 1 failed to do.
Somehow the Geronimo campaign
reminded me of a fox chase—the Indian
scout keeping their noses close to the
scent, like dogs, too slow to force the
bush into the open, while the various
troops, like hunters in different wind, i
held and lost the place which promised
first at the finish. If yon know Arizona
at all, you will recall how sharp and
rocky are the crests of the divides. Be
ing lines of most resistance in this land
of deep erosion, they retain the sharp,
jagged profile often seen in the snow
ice of mountain drifts as it disappears
in early summer. Below these scoops
lie a colony of rounded foothills reced
ing and growing less until they end in
broken bowlder mesa, which, with
numerous arroyos, fades into the soft,
level adobe plain and blends as unsus
pected as tho canvas walls of a cyclo
rama join tlie rocks and logs in the pit
below you.
The Indians preferred these sharp
crests, which were for them both watch
towers and impregnable bastions. Oc
casionally they would strike across the
valley, kill a rancher and steal fresh
ponies, and some troop would cut in
and crowd them in the open till they
took the next divide and met some bar
rier that balked the pursuers and forced
on them a detour, while some other
troop, through accident of locality,
would tack and take the chosen place
on the trail, giving for a few days its
dust to the other pursuing columns. It
was a weary stern chase, performed un
der burning skies of cloudless blue in a
thirsty land of heat intolerable. And it
was test expressed by our lieutenant,
who on being informed by a certain
captain of “Nubian Horse" that ho was
after Geronimo replied. “Yes, captain,
a long way after.” It was like cutting
cards for an ace or calling the turn at
roulette or faro to tell which one of
some 35 troops would bo in at the death.
We had had our little spurt, had
brushed them off tho divide and for
three days led in the open across the
valley to the Sierra Madre, where fresh
er horseflesh cut in from our right and
took from ns the place of honor and left
us, foot sore and back sore and winded,
at the base of the mountains, where we
were ordered a day’s march back into
the valley near the border to guard wa
ter holes of the San Simon in the sullen
month of August. The nights were get
ting bearable, but the day heat still held
on with the stubborn insistance of a
southern summer. Our camp was not
happy—the water was bad, our shelter
halves, but little thicker than cheese
cloth, proved leaky sunshades, and we
re-enforced them with our saddlo
blankets. We had no amusement except
to growl, wish we were in the chase
and wonder whose blooming intellect
had squatted us down upon Gila mon
sters and sand flies to watch water so
foul neither soil nor sun would drink it.
The local sports of the cantonment
were disgusted. A week before they
were giving odds, 10 to 8, on us in
the race and now used pool checks to
light cigarettes from tho candles about
the cook tire. There was not a drop of
anything in camp. The tobacco was
running low. The only pack of cards
was a “monte layout” onr packer had
scraped from horse hide with a piece of
broken glass.
Something was going to happen, for
the strain was telling on men’s nerves.
The weather was too hot for camp idle
ness, and we were near the “line.” I
was first sergeant of L troop then, and
next to a coward or a thief 1 think 1
loathed a deserter. We were near the
borde r of Mexico where one must not
cross, but where smuggling is permit
ted and vice possible.
The men were getting irritable—I
knew the signs; the tension was reach
ing snapping point. I had been think
ing of it all day. That evening John
Leighton and I were working under the
orderly fly at the “records”—-were post
ing Vaugn and Murray’s “finals” in
the clothing and descriptive books.
Vaugn was a corporal and Murray our
blacksmith, who had been killed the
weel* before on the day we pushed the
Apaches off the divide. Wo were crowd
ing them too closely in the lower pass,
when a few bucks slipped off into the
canyon and nipped our pack train in
rear. We had to qnit pressing in front
to save our train. It was a clever bit
of work, and five bucks did it, killing
two men for us, losing us our game
just as we were bagging it.
Leighton was company clerk, a tal
ented, handsome fellow had served
out in India. He bad a cheering fresh
ness ami facility of expression and spoke
with the quick, falling inflection and
directness of the English in speech one
So quickly learns to love. He was me
chanically ruling double red ink linos
in a book where a life's account of serv
ices had been credited and closed, much
as a bankbook is ruled when a state
ment is rendered from a balance struck.
Tho words“died” or “deserted” placed
in red ink in the small space below
showed the cause of closing for service
abruptly terminated. The usual remark
wus “Discharged by expiration term of
service” in black ink.
"Sergeant, and whoso will be the
next bloody ‘ I) V ’ ” asked Leighton,
without a ring of feeling.
“There’ll be plenty of ’em if this
blooming heat continues and we remain
ra tms camp,' i repneu.
“And do you suppose the devil will
ever want a transcript from Murray’s
court martial record?” Murray had
been an excellent troop blacksmith, but
a most constant drunkard, bo bis record
was a full one.
“If he does, Murray won’t draw
brimstone liquor for a year,” I replied.
“The lad will be none the worst for
that, for surely here he had a most con
suming thirst.”
We were working at this official fu
neral in the sultry summer night by the
unsteady light of lantern candles and
were not feeling impressed or reverent.
Leighton was in his undershirt, open at
his handsome brown throat. As he
leaned over the books at work a locket
from his bosom fell the slack of its gold
chain and struck the desk.
I noticed it, and he took it off, hand
ing it to me with indifference. He had
opened the locket, revealing the por
trait, which was that of a fresh young
girl—one of those sweet English faces
whose charm is complexion and expres
sion of confidence complete. The eyes
arrested you—pathetic, soft brown eyes,
so tender they seemed to reproach, and
as you changed your point of view of
the miniature followed you with their
full, warm light. I have seen such af
fectionate light only in the brown eyes
of faithful dogs watching those they
love.
seeing my more than casual notice ot
the portrait, Leighton added: “It’s an
old story, not worth the telling. I don’t
know why I keep it.”
He spoke with the same absent inter
est we were feeling over this work for
the dead. It struck me as peculiar that
in a romance accomplished there should
be no trace either of bitterness or re
morse. only weary indifference. I was
so quickly fascinated by the face that
Leighton’s manner annoyed me, and I
did not ask him for the story. Possibly
overheat makes men irritable, for some
how I resented this careless fellow
wearing about him a face like that with
less interest than he wore his spurs. I
did not then notice the resemblance of
the face to Leighton’s.
I stopped abruptly and thought of de
sertion, changing the conversation to
this the subject of my day’s musing.
“Leighton, something’s got to be
done to relieve the pressure. I know
the lieutenant would like to do so. He
feels the pulse of this camp and knows
the symptoms. But what can he do—
his orders to remain here are impera
tive, and he can’t ‘pass’ us across the
line.”
“Hunting leave,” laughed Leighton.
“Hunting leave, then, let it be,” I
replied, “with no questions asked as to
game or preserve, though I can tell
what yours will be, you young devil!
Tomorrow make out a hunting pass for
six.” Leighton was humming a catchy
service ballad that had appeared in Lon
don music halls the year before and did
not reply.
Next morning I presented with the
report lour days’ hunting pass for six
men. The lieutenant dipped his pen in
the ink and held it in contemplation for
a moment above the place for signature,
looking thoughtfully across the level
plain. Then with quick decision, “1
wish, sergeant, you and Leighton would
take hunting pass and let no complica
tions arise.” He signed the pass, add
ing our names to the text.
The following evening found us all
in Correlitos. After dinner, while
smoking fragrant Vuelta Abajo of the
“Zona Libra,” I strolled through the
narrow streets of this old Spanish town
watching the wealth of a western sun
set, where the afterglow was fast fad
ing. High above the mountain tops lay
great billows of russet flame, with crests
like the mane of a wind fanned prairie
fire. Lower in the madre spread the
pure deep purple of southern twilight,
while from the foothills came the soft
evening breeze born after the heat of
day. Even sounds fell on the ear so
gently you thought that before reaching
you tlH.v must have loitered to bathe in
the acequia and caught some of its mur
mur.
On the plaza I passed two groups of
comrades, one seeking solace in brandy,
the other fortune in roulette, pleasant
pastimes that might lead to “complica
tions” while money lasted and would
bear light watching.
I walked on to the Jardin de Oro, a
fmall public park, where serenades
tre inspired and listeners stroll or seat
themselves on benches or the grass.
Only those who have suffered the heat
and glare of a campaign in the desert
can form any idea of the physical lux
ury of green trees and of water. I was
seated listening to the soft Indian Span
ish as it fell about me in slow chatter.
From afar it mingled with the murmur
of the fountain.
What a contrast this scene to the hot
camp I had just left, where were heard
only the whir of the rattlesnake or tire
insistent cooing of the lonely turtle dove
—mournful sounds which seem to add
to the vibrant heat. Above the moun
tains lay a zone of troubled white, from
which the moon had now risen into the
full, upper blue, causing the leaves
overhead to cast shadows in arabesque
on the grass at my feet, where as the
night breeze stirred the foliage it wove
marvelous figures in trefoil and tracery
f«r fancy to play with as with those
made by flames in a grate. Now it was
the lines of a gothic window seen in an
old cathedral and almost forgotten and
now on grander scale the design of deli
cate drawn work recalled from my
lady’s chamber.
Leighton was there, a mantilla be
side him. I could only half see the re
vealed oval of the face, but the figure
was slight and pretty, for I caught its
graceful outline later when they passed
me.
.Next evening at a Dane jueignion
presented me to Panchita. Together
they were dancing, he and his pretty
animal, with eyes for him alone. In
the deBert so rapid is love's kindling, so
quick and full its flame, no charred or
half burned brands are here left on
love’s altar. All is consumed, and what
survives must spring, phenixlike, from
fire or else descend from heaven.
After the danza ended Leighton was
standing in shirt sleeves near Panchita,
with the collar of his jersey open at the
throat—a trick of his that made me
suspect he had seen service in the navy.
As he leaned over her Panchita’s eye
caught sight of the locket chain, and he
removed the locket, opened it and hand
ed it to her, this time not indifferently,
hut with all the pride of prized con
quest.
I was watching Panchita closely as
she gazed fascinated by the portrait and
saw her tremble. Only as I read her
face then by what 1 now know can 1
tell how well it expressed all that hope
less sense of loss which comes with the
abandonment of things loved or desired.
For an instant her eyes showed the rage
a child’s sometimes feels for an inani
mate object when that object has hurt
it. And I thought she would break the
locket. Then the woman conquered,
and she smiled as she returned it.
“Ella es muy hermosa, senorl”
From that moment her abandonment
toward Leighton was complete. Her
gayety and grace became exquisite,
while a look from him would lead her.
“Oh, you eastern dervish of heartsi”
I exclaimed to myself as Panchita left
him and skipped to get a handful of
cascarones and then returned, crushing
the pretty tinsel spangles in a shower
over his brown head and throat. She
flitted about him with the grace of a
bird, and her eyes never left him. She
was becoming intoxicated with her own
movements, her cheeks were Hushed
with bright fever spots, and her eyes
shone like stars. On and on they danced,
seeing only each other, and she looked
as if she could dance forever.
At length Leighton proposed they go,
ami she obeyed his wish as if hvnnotized
or impelled to do it, and fgnoring' her
duenna they left together.
**#»**
The next week I ruled Leighton’s
official epitaph in the L troop records
thus: “Deserted from hunting pass Aug.
18, 1886.”
You see, the case was an awkward
one. The night of thehaile he had been
stabbed in the park. I found his body
there, and my comrades were about to
string up Morales, Pauchita’s local ad
mirer, for the stabbing when I stopped
them.
“Hold-on, boys,” I said. “.Remem
ber I promised the lieutenant no ‘com
plications.’ ”
So Leighton became officially a “de
serter.” and I kept my word.
Besides, I doubt if stringing up would
have been fair to Morales, for when I
found Leighton’s body the locket was
lying on the ground beside it. The
clast) was open, and the portrait blood
stained and mutilated, as if by the point '<
of a dagger.
I think Leighton half knew what he
was doing when he flaunted that por
trait at lunchita—he was a careless
devil and loved danger in a way to win
any woman’s heart. But, you see, it
was his first affair in this land, and he
was mistaken in their temper.
How could 1 let his record remain so?
Well, what could I do? Besides, Leigh
ton was not his right name, as 1 found
out afterward when reading his home
letters to get his relatives’ address. His
name was Jack Langhorn, and that
locket the rascal showed me contained
a portrait of his youngest sister. I
found that out in writing to his family,
whom I told that Langhorn was killed
by the Apaches in the fight at Chira
cliuca pass—that occurred two weeks
before his death.
Three years later Jack’s sister came
to the States, where I met her in Colo
rado the year after I left the service and
made the strike at Harqua Hala. She
is Mrs. Narlin now, and you met her
at dinner. But remember she knows
only half the story of her portrait, and
Jack Langhorn was killed by the Apa
ches. Let us join the ladies.—C. Over
ton in San Francisco Argonaut.
MAN AGAINST BOA.
A Remarkable Duel Fought In Central
America to Settle a Wager.
A Newark engineer who served on
the engineering corps employed in the
construction of the Nicaragua canal
told the story of a duel with a boa con
strictor by a fellow engineer. One of the
party stated one evening that he could
kill a boa single handed. The rest of
the crowd tried to convince him he was
wrong, but he stuck to the assertion.
Finally a handsome bet was made that
ho could not dispatch a boa alone if the
deadly reptile was in its natural con
dition. The young engineer promptly
accepted the terms of the wager.
The next day a gang of natives were
sent into the%forest to find a boa. They
finally came upon just the article they
were looking for. It was a well grown
specimen of the boa species fully 15 feet
long. It had eaten heartily a few days
before it was discovered, and it was
therefore torpid. It was captured with
out difficulty and taken back to camp.
It was deposited in a room, where it
was securely bound and then left until
its sleep should be over. The young en
gineer who was to meet the undulous
monster of the forest in a duel to the
death repented of his rash bargain many
times, but he never let any one know
and was “dead game,” as the saying
goes, from first to last. Boas often re
main in torpor for three weeks, and it
was nearly a fortnight before the pin
ioned snake showed signs of returning
activity. The engineers then appointed
a night for the combat, and the young
man who was to face the serpent went
into active training. It had been stipu
lated that his only weapon was to be a
knife, and the young man relied on his
clear brain, iron nerve and supple wrist
to carry him through the encounter in
safety.
When work was over on the appoint
ed day, those who were in the secret en
tered the room and proceeded to cut the
ropes with which the serpent was
bound. It had been coiled up and sev
eral bands placed about it. These were
all severed but one, and the snake’s op
ponent entered while his companions
beat a hasty retreat to safe coigns of
vantage from which to watch the strange
battle and to give succor in a last ex
tremity. The young engineer was light
ly clad and carried in his right hand a
long knife, highly ground and sharp
ened. The monster, half famished as it
was, was in a most angry humor, and
its horrid head, oscillating to and fro
with distended jaws and viciously shin
ing, beady eyes, must have made the
young man’s flesh creep. He strode
straight up to the boa, and with a light
ning stroke of his knife cut the remain
ing band that bound it. He jumped
back the instant the strobe had fallen
with the celerity of a tiger cat, but his
swiftness was suaillike compared with
that of the serpent. Quicker than
thought the hoa descended upon his en
emy. Before the man could move the
snake had fallen upon his arm, had
wound its way up its entire length and
was biting at his shoulder.
The arm around which the snake had
wound itself was the young fellow’s
knife arm. Luckily the hand and wrist
were free. He did not wait to transfer
the knife to his other band, but sum
moned all his power and cut at the coil
of the serpent nearest his pinioned hand.
It was a splendid stroke, a backward
cut, and it was clean through the body.
The upper portion of the slimy coil
dropped to the floor, and the intrepid
engineer had won his bet. The entire
contest lasted but a few seconds, and so
quickly did it pass that the breathless
onlookers scarcely realized what had
happened. The young man was pretty
thoroughly exhausted. His shoulder
was quite badly lacerated by the teeth
of the snake. The strangest part of the
episode was that the young man’s arm
was lame for wepks, and all its length
was a spiral black and blue where the
snake had encircled it.—Pittsburg Dis
patch.
Miul« a Mistake*.
He was a keen, sharp looking young
man, and he said to the lady of the
house as he stood in the hall:
"Madam, 1 have called for the suit
of clothes which needs pressing and do
ing up.”
"What suit?” she asked.
•‘Your husband’s Sunday Buit,
ma'am. He called as he went down this
morning. ”
“And he said 1 was to let you have
them?’
“ Yes'm. ”
“Did he appear in good health and
spirits?”
“Why, certainly.”
"Look and act natural?"
“Of course. Why do you ask?i’
“Because he has been dead 18 years,
and I have some curiosity on the sub
ject. ’ ’
“X—I have made a mistake perhapsl”
stammered tbo young man.
"Perhaps yon have. The roan you
saw go out of here an hour ago is my
brother. Good morning.” — London
Tit-Bits.
A (loud Word For Hl» Mother-in-law.
A generous lady, hearing of a poor
family on Laurel hill, packed a basket
and took a supply of money to relieve
their wants. She arrived near the loca
tion of the house and inquired of several
where the poor family lived. Finally
she met a man, who said, “I don’t
know who you are looking for, but my
mother-in-law is powerful poor.” The
generous lady decided to seek no fur
ther, ruid obtaining the address of the
mother-in-law she called, found her des
titute and relieved her wants.—Nor
wich (Conn.) Bulletin.
READS TO WORKMEN,
THE NOVEL OCCUPATION FOLLOWED
BY A NEW YORK MAN.
Cuban Cigar Makers Pay Him Well For
Translating and Reading Aloud Newspa
pers and Rooks While They Work—His
Audience Sometimes Critical.
Tho Spanish speaking cigar makers in
this town employ a man to read to them
while they are at work. In no other in
dustry is this thing done, though it
would seem that other workers '' by the
piece” could imitate the Cubans to ad
vantage. Not only do they keep in touch
with all the news, but it keeps them
from talking, and there isn’t a minute
of their time wasted.
The Cubans are great talkers, and
this is what probably started the cus
tom in the cigar factories of Havana.
When the men were brought to this
country to make their cigars in Key
West and the lower part of New York
city, they wanted a reader more than
ever. They are very bright, intelligent
fellows, these Cubans, and they take a
deep interest in the news of the world
as well as the latest intelligence from
their own little island. They all sub
scribe to a fund to pay their reader, and
they work all the harder for keeping
their mouths closed and their minds
employed as they roll the tobacco.
Julian Barreda is probably the most
popular of the young men who earn a
good living by amusing and instructing
the cigar makers. He is a native of
Porto Rico, where he learned the Eng
lish language as well as a great many
other things. He has had a college ed
ucation and can translate the English
and American newspapers into Latin
and Greek as easily as in Spanish.
He is employed just now in two rac
tories, that of Lozano, Pendas & Co.,
at 309 Pearl street, and another one
at William and Platt streets. When
Barreda first came to this country,
he could not speak the language very
well, though he knew it theoretically
and could read and write it. He is a
skilled electrician, hut could get noth
ing to do in his line and so went to ad
dressing envelopes at $3.50 a week.
There was a vacancy in one of the Cu
ban cigar factories after awhile, and by
that time Barreda had mastered the
speech of this country.
He walked into the factory one day,
and mounting the table which served as
a rostrum for the reader he made a lit
tle speech to the men, the purport of
which was that he thought he would
make a good reader for them.
They told him to go ahead and show
what he could do. Ho pulled a paper
out of his pocket and began reading a
tariff editorial to them. They demand
ed more when he had finished the edi
torial, and he read to them for an hour,
translating the cable news, the sensa
tions of the day and the Washington
dispatches into their native Spanish.
The trial was satisfactory, and he was
engaged at once for four hours a day.
There were 80 Cubans in the factory at
that time, and each agreed to give him
25 cents a week. Then Barreda made
an arrangement on the same terms with
another factory, which employed 40
men. and he was in receipt of a good in
come at once.
He reads for 1 }4 hours at each factory
in the morning and for 21^ hours in the
afternoon. He has his evenings to him
self, but he occupies a couple of hours
then in reading the afternoon papers to
familiarize himself with the late news,
and so his day is a busy one.
"It is not so easy a task as one might
suppose, ” said Barreda to a reporter.
"The men are very critical, and if the
matter is dull or uninteresting they do
not hesitate to shout out and demand a
change. They are especially interested
in the foreign news. Then they want
the general news and anything sensa
tional in the city news. They like scan
dal. A divorce case or anything on that
order just suits them. As fast as the
Cuban papers arrive by mail I get them
and read them, and the Spanish papers
published in the city contain a great
deal that the men want to hear.
“In the afternoon I read to them out
of some book. Just now I am reading
‘Gil Bias’ in one shop and a Spanish
novel called ‘The Two Sisters’ in the
other. When I have finished a novel, I
select half a dozen others that I think
will suit them and read them a list of
titles. Then they vote on which one I
shall begin.”
“Are they good listeners?’
“The best in the world. They are
working all the time, and they are anx
ious not to miss a word. They work
faster when some one is reading, and
they realize that if they ever get to talk
ing together their bill at the end of the
week will be just so much less. They
are nearly all revolutionists, you know,
and there is great chance for argument
among them, because they all belong to
different factions.
“I have to be very careful in reading
the Cuban pupers and those published
in Spanish in this city that I do not
miss an editorial representing some par
ticular shade of opinion. No matter how
radical it is, it is sure to have some ad
herent and some sympathizer in the
shop. ”
Barreda has learned to be a very dis
criminating newspaper reader. He
knows when to skip the dry part of an
article, and he knows just what news
paper is the one to begin on in the morn
ing.
None of his hearers speaks English,
and their desire to know about the
country and the city they are living in
makes the employment of the reader not
only a luxury which few workmen en
joy at their occupations, but an absolute
necessity.—New York World.
FISHING FOR FLYING FISH.
Interesting Operation Which Requires
Gentleness and Absolute Silence.
Barbados, situated in the heart of the
northeast trades, is one of the favorite
haunts of the flying fish. Its steep shore
linos afford the blue depths which the
flying fish loves and permit it to range
very near to land. Thus the fishermen
rarely go more than 10 or 12 miles from
home. When this industry was first
commenced by the Barbadians, or what
led to its establishment, I have been un
able to discover, but it certainly has
been for many years the mainstay' of a
large part of the population and the
source whence the most popular food
known on the island is derived. There
are about 200 boats engaged in the fish
ery. They are painted a light blue, as
nearly approaching the hue of the sea
as may he, and every oare is taken to
make them noiseless.
The fleet leaves the “canash” (harbor)
before daybreak, each skipper taking
his own bearings and making for the
spot which he thinks will furnish the
best results. As the gorgeous tropical
dawn awakes the boats’ peaks are droop
ed, luffs of sails are hauled up, and
the fishermen get to business. The
tackle used is of the simplest kind. A
wooden hoop 2 feet in diameter, to
which is attached a shallow net with
inch meshes; a bucketful of—-well,not to
put too fine a point on it—stinking fish,
a few good lines and hooks and a set of
grains form the complete layout. The
fishermen areof all shades, from a deep
rich ebony up by fine gradations to the
cadaverous white so common on the is
land. Their simple fishing costume is
usually one sole garment—the humble
flour or potato sack of commerce, with
holes cut ill the bottom and sides,
through which to thrust head and arms.
As soon as the boat is hove to and her
way stopped the usual exuberant spirits
and hilarious laughter are put and kept
under strong restraint, for a singlo
sound will often scare away all fish in
the vicinity, and no more be seen that
dav. The fisherman leans far over the
boat’s side, holding the hoop diagonally
in one hand. The other hand, holding
one of the malodorous fish before men
tioned, is dipped into the sea and the
bait squeezed into minute fragments.
This answers a double purpose—it at
tracts the fish, and the exuding oil
forms a “sleek,” or glassy, surface all
around, through which one can see to a
great depth. Presently sundry black
specks appear far down, they grow lar
ger and more numerous, and the motion
less black man hanging over the gun
wale scarcely breathes. As soon as a
sufficient number are gathered he gen
tly sweeps the net downward and toward
the boat withal, bringing it to the sur
face by drawing it up against the side.
Often it will contain as many fish as a
man can lift, but bo quietly and swift
is the operation performed that the
school are not startled, and it very often
happens that a boat is filled—that is,
7,000 or 8,000 fish—from one school.
More frequently, however, the slightest
noise, a passing shadow, will alarm the
school, there is a flash of silvery light,
and the water is clear, not a Bpeck to
be seen. Sometimes the fleet will re
turn with not 1,000 fish among them.
—Chambers’ Journal.
The Author’s Trade.
“Q.,” otherwise Mr. Quiller-Coucb,
loves the author’s trade. “My calling
ties me to no office stool, ” he writes,
“makes me no man’s slave, compels
me to no action that my soul condemns.
It sets me free from town life, which 1
loathe, and allows me to breathe clean
air, to exercise limbs as well as brain,
to tread good turf and wake up every
morning to the sound and smell of the
sea and that wide prospect which to my
eyes is the dearest on earth. All happi
ness must be purchased with a price,
though people seldom recognize this,
and part of the price is that living
thus a man can never amass a fortune.
But as it is extremely unlikely that 1
could have done this in any other pur
suit I may claim that I have the better
of the bargain.” “Q.”says that his
desire to tell a story was awakened by
the reading of Stevenson’s “Treasure
Island.”
The youth was then only 19 and a
student at Oxford, and the germ of his
first book, “Dead Man’s Rock,” he
found in a bit of family lore.—New
York Tribune.
WEALTH CANNOT BUY THEM.
Mrs. Lynn Linton Enumerates a Few of
Life’s Unpurcliasables.
When Mrs. Lynn Linton forgets to be
original and radical, she is capable of
saying some fairly pleasant things. The
idea that many things of value cannot
be bought, and that those things which
can be bought are only of secondary im
portance in the world, is not strikingly
new. Two or three people had hit upon
it before Mrs. Linton. But what she
says abont the unpurchasable things is
not the less interesting and timely be
cause they have been said ever since the
deluge.
There is happiness, she tells us, that
gold may not buy. ‘‘When the woman
you love deceives you, and the ‘portrait
gem clasped’ worn over her heart shows
another face than yours—when the hus
band you were unconventional enough
to love in the fearless old fashion lies
dead in your arms, and your whole fu
ture is darkened and storm riven—when
your son has disgraced his name and
by his own lack of honor has slandered
and cast doubt on his mother’s do your
Claudes and Turners, your Limoges en
amels and old Venetian glass ease the
smart? Does your splendid collection of
first editions in their perfect bindings
dry the tears which come to men’s eyes
as well as to women’s, when the bitter
ness is full and by its very fullness per
force wells over? What do your fields
and farms, your balance at the banker’s,
your carriages and horses do for you
when your favorite daughter runs off
with the groom, and her sister drowns
herself in despair? No! Happiness is
not to be bought.”
Then there are love and honor and
youth that the gold of the Indies will
not purchase. And in these days when
creams and lotions, dietings and exercises
claim to put off the evil hour of age
it is well to read what this very level
headed woman says about youth.
“You may buy fashion cosmetics,” she
says, "artful enhancements, subtle dyes
that look almost as good as the real
thing, but you cannot buy youth nor
beauty. In spite of all your care, and
though you give 10 shillings for the val
ue of a penny, you cannot put back the
hands of the .clock nor blunt the scythe
of time.
“That enamel is cleverly done; that
dyed, frizzed hair is a veritable work of
art; those painted cheeks simulate the
carnations of youth more creditably
than in 99 of your competitors, but—the
cruel fact remains untouched—youth
cannot be purchased and old age cannot
be bought off. The poor old shriveled
skin gradually grows more and more
like parchment. The fading eyes lose
their brightness, and not belladonna it
self can bring back that dark line around
the iris which age and weakened vitali
ty replace by that all eloquent ‘arcus
senilis.’ ”
None of it is very new. It is not nearly
so striking as her views on the “wild
woman,” but still it is good to recall a
few of these interesting facts in these
days of dancing grandmammas and eli
gible bachelors of 60 or so.—New York
World.
Branding a Maverick.
In a dell in the forest we espied some
“mavericks,” or unbranded stock. The
punchers are ever alert for a beef with
out half its ears gone and a big HP
burned in its flank, and immediately
they perceive one they tighten their
cinclia, slip the rope from the pommel,
put their hats on the back.of their heads
and “light out.” A cow was soon caught,
after desperate riding over rocks and
fallen timber, thrown down and “hog
tied,” which means all four feet togeth
er. A little fire is built, and one side of
a cincha ring is heated redhot, with
which a rawhide artist paints HF in the
sizzling flesh, while the cow kicks and
bawls.
She is then unbound, and when she
gets back on her feet the vaqueros stand
about, serape in hand, after the bull
fighter fashion, and provoke her to
charge. She charges, while they avoid
her by agile springs and a flaunting of
their rags. They laugh and cry, "Bravo
torol” until she, having overcome her in
dignation at their rudeness, sets forth
down the canyon with her tail in the air.
—From "In the Sierra Madre With the
Punchers,” by Frederic Remington, in
Harper’s Magazine.
Tlie Largest Cities of Antiquity.
The greatest cities of ancient times
were Babylon and Rome. The former
is said to have had an area of 100 to 200
square miles. Its houses were three or
four stories high, but palaces and gar
dens occupied much of the vast area, so
that the population was not what these
figures would seem to indicate. In fact,
it is said by one historian that nine
tenths of this area were taken up by gar
dens and orchards. The total popula
tion of the city under Nebuchadnezzar
and his sou Evil-Merodach is estimated
at upward of 2,000,000. Rome reached
its greatest size during the fourth cen
tury of our era, and its population was
then about 2,500,000.—Western Mail.
The Ruby m » Fruit.
The people of Burmah believe that the
ruby is a kind of fruit which will ripen
if you give it time. They say that most
rubies do uot ripen simply because they
are not allowed to do so. If you want to
“ripen” the ruby in your ling, according
to the Burmese idea, you must take your
ring and lay it in the sun for one month
without disturbing it at all, and at the
end of that time it will be “ripe” and
good to eat.—New York Journal.
CHANGES IN TARIFF
WHAT THE OLD AD VALOREM RATES
OF DUTY ARE.
A Comparison With the New Firures Will
Enable Laborers and Manufacturers to
See How Wages Will Be Affected—Prob
able Reductions In Various Trades.
With the publication of the new tariff
measure of the present administration,
which is composed very largely on an
ad valorem scale of duties, it will be of
particular interest to compare the new
with the old rates; those as proposed in
Mr. Wilson’s tariff measure with the
rates as existing under the McKinley
bill. In order to do this, with the new
rates fresh in the memory of the peo
ple, they need but glance at the table
?;iven below, which shows the ad va
orem equivalent of duties collected on
foreign goods under the McKinley bill,
and they can thus understand to -what
extent the changes are likely to affect
their particular business or interests.
Ad Valorem
Equivalents.
Animals.$26 17
Art works. 15 00
Beverages. 32 66
Books, maps, etc. 26 00
Brass and manu
factures. 86 64
Breadstuffs. 47 66
Bristles. 10 46
Brushes. 40 00
Buttons. 61 71
Carriages. 44 82
Cement.21 94
Chemicals.81 44
Clays, earths.... 83 86
Clocks, watches. 26 99
Coal, coke. 22 51
Coffee. 16 07
Copper and man
ufactures . 8 72
Corks and manu
factures . 81 64
Cotton and man
ufactures . 67 33
Earthenware.... 67 65
Eggs. 40 07
Feathers, flowers
(artificial). 40 83
Fish. 20 71
Flax, hemp, jute 12 25
Flax, hemp, jute
and manufac
tures . 89 11
Fruits, nuts. 27 71
Furs and manu
factures..21 48
Glass. 67 23
Glue. 25 00
Gold, silver and
manufactures. 38 04
Grease. 21 00
Gunpowder.113 02
Hay. 44 70
Hops. 42 85
India rubber_ 30 94
Iron, steel and
manufactures. 55 38
Jewels, precious
stones. 10 64
Ad Valorem
Equivalents.
Lead and manu
factures.$57 19
Leather and
manufactures. 83 Cfl
Malt liquors. 47 52
Marble,stone.... 43 47
Metals and com
positions . 44 03
Mineral sub
stances . 80 23
Musical instru
ments . 40 83
Oils. 25 55
Paints, colors— 30 60
Paper and manu~
factures. 32 60
Perfumery. 63 25
Provisions. 84 87
Rice. 64 91
Salt. 62 89
Seeds. 29 04
Shells. 40 00
Silk and manu
factures . 53 96
Soap. 27 99
Spices. 41 39
Spirits, distilled. 171 84
Sponges. 20 00
Straw and manu
factures . 30 00
Sugar. 19 58
Tobacco, unman
ufactured . 89 72
Tobacco and
manufactures .127 82
Toys, marbles ... 35 00
Umbrellas. 42 27
Vegetables.87 17
Wines. 54 73
Wood and manu
factures . 16 70
Wood unmanu
factured . 44 07
Wool and manu
factures. 95 81
Average. 48 71
Such comparison will be particularly
interesting to all wage earners, because
it will enable them to understand at
once how the factories in which they
have been working are likely to be af
fected. Also how their wages are like
ly to be affected,because a reduction in
the tariff would involve a reduction in
wages.
How Labor Is Deceived.
In a pretended effort to discover the
cause of the great political flop the
Democratic press has sought opinion
only where it was made a patch for the
public eye and has carefully avoided
the direction where it is daily exhibit
ed. In fact, they tried hard not to find
it. For instance, the New York World
requested the opinion of Mr. W. C.
Whitney and other lights of tariff reform
and free trade proclivities, but The
World has studiously avoided the hard
fisted son of toil, whose changed condi
tion has made him a close observer of
the causes which have led to it. Mr.
Whitney may be an author on social
etiquette, good living and other things
pertaining to men of his class; but,while
Mr. Whitney and such as he are only
troubled with the difficulty of finding a
way to spend and enjoy their surplus
wealth, the misguided workman, robbed
of employment and unused to the Dem
ocratic blessings of want and starvation
has done some very hard thinking.
He has thought of the weekly income
that he and his children were accustom
ed to bring home from the protected fac
tory before England and her Democratic
ally had succeeded in obtaining a ver
dict against what they called the “rob
ber tariff.” He thought of the deathly
chill which crept into the factory after
the election in 1892. Like the atmos
phere before a storm, business stood
still, collections became difficult and
sales impossible. To save invested cap
ital production had to be limited; labor
was unemployed and wages reduced,
as the result of the promises made be
fore election by the free trade robbers
who framed the platform and the pol
icy for the Democratic party, which
platform does not affect Mr. Whitney
and his kind, but which has seriously
affected the workingman.
Horace Greeley on Free Trade.
Speaking of the second free trade pe
riod in the history of the United Statee,
from 1816 to 1824, when Great Britain
poured her fabrics into our market in
an overwhelming torrent and far below
cost, in order to crush out American in
dustries, Horace Greeley said:
“At the close of the second war with
England, peace found this country dotted
with furnaces and factories which had
sprung up under the precarious shelter
of embargo and war. These, not yet
firmly established, found themselves sud
denly exposed to a relentless and deter
mined foreign competition. Great Brit
ain poured her fabrics, far below cost,
upon our markets in a perfect deluge.
Our manufactures went down like grass
before the mower, and our agriculture
and the wages of labor speedily follow
ed. Financial prostration was general,
and the presence of debt was universal.
In New England fully one-fourth of
the property went through the sheriff's
mill, and the prostration was scarcely
less general elsewhere. In Kentucky
the presence of debt was simply intoler
able. In New York, the leading mer
chants, in 1817, united in a memorial
to congress to save our commerce as
well as our manufactures from utter
ruin, by increasing the tariff duties.”
Rubber Duckets.
The application of iudia rubber tc
buckets to render them noiseless has
been successfully tried in Great Brit
ain. The bottom, the ears and the
“ bail” are all protected. The bottom
of the pail has three round disks of rub
ber clamped on at the edges, and they
can be readily removed and replaced.
The ears aie of India rubber, while tb
“bail” has a single disk encircling it,
which answers the purpose. — Ex
change.
Cocoa and chocolate are prepared
from the nuts by freeing them from the
pulp and making them undergo a proc
ess similar to malting. They are after
ward roasted in a perforated cylinder
and are then freed from their husks and
made into cocoa or chocolate.
The Roston Journal thinks it is a sin
gular fact that in our time adventur
esses are generally reported as possess
ing “a wealth of golden hair, sparkling
eyes, a vivacious disposition and a
strangely attractive and magnetic
voice.”
Imperator was originally a title of
honor bestowed on a victorious general.
After the downfall of the republic it
became the title of the supreme ruler
and had the sense of our word emperor.
The total number of capital letters in
the whole Rible is 106.1190; of small
caps, 6,897, and of lower case, 8,452,
698, grand total of letters, including one
se, 8,506,481.
Hammerfest, capital of the province
of Flnmark, Norway, is the northern
most town of Europe.