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The
Jtelief Ship. 11
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Within a came, wuure mo uwwu,
Bright yellow gold, fringed all the eaves; (
Where solemn swallows loved to hatch, !
Disdaining royal bed ol leaves; !
Whore olten in the summer time
The roses peep'd within the door, j;
.A a linnets learned their Kttle rhyme . i
From happy'chifdren on tlTe 'door;
There knelt a woman pale and gannt
By bedside ot a dying child, J
She might have been the shade ot want, -j
Fxom hope and happiness exiled. j
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"Look np, my lad," the mother said;
" Oh, do not close yOnr eyes again ! : 1
Oh, do not ask me, dear, lor bread V l-'L
And then her eyes began to rain. I
Ton know no bite nor sup have we, I;
1? 11 -?* tA Viorro rmti" / . I . J.
Ifle lailiuuru uau >v .
The rich, ye know, must have their* sproe; ]
Oh, well, some day he may repint. ]
1
"Besides, ye know the year was wet
And cold, without a bit of thine. <
3 know you're weak, avoumeen, let <
Yer hand rest in this breast of mine;
It olten lay there in the days
Before yer lather wint away (
To make a home across the sea, (
In far-off dear America. ]
1
"II he had lived, w6 WOiird have had 1
- ^-?nough to cat and something more;
For God's been good to thira, my lad 1
* * * ofArA I 1
ABa given IUXLU a gwuj .
Sat sure we have no kitli or kin
Beyond the sea to send as aid,
Don't doubt God's goodr esa ! that's a sin;
His plans are qften deeply laid.
u Jo* sky jo see the say,_l
Look down the way, your lather wint;
Hoe, lane on me, my child, that way,
You see my qwn strength'snearly spint ?
?h, here we are upon the rocks,
The sea is smiling in the sun. , . 1 J
What's that, that my poor eyesight mocks ?
A white-winged bird ! Was that a gun ?
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* And what in that against the sky ?
A bit ol sunset in the air ?
2So> waving Irom a mast so high,
A loreign Sag with holds so lair,
And stars that gleam and bid us smile,
And tell9 us that within the west
They've heard the wail cl.this poor isle, s
They've come in time f God's way is best! 2
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M Look cp, my lad ! 'tere's golden grain,
And money, too, to purchase more;
' All men are kin in hour oi pain. j
See where the good ship strikes the shore,
See where they come with heart and hand
To help poor Erin in the dost; *
Sod bless the good and generous land !
You see, 'tis sate in God to trust."
A?d who will say it was not right,
That Ireland's need was not God's plan
To nrove.within the darkest night
The common brotherhood ot man.
?hartley Campbell
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AELEEN ? CLARY. o
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A STORY OF THE IRISH FAMINE. C
Morning in the " ould country." Just
as fair and sweet a morning as ever clad- t
dened human eyes. The summer wind 8
sobbed tremulously through the dewy P
trees, as if shadowy night wept tears of .
pain as she floated away to make room 11
for a visitant. In the east the horizon e
seemed studied with bars of amethyst
and emerald, while filmy, arrowy streaks j
of gold shot up and were lost in the blue "
overhead. Then the sun gathered about v
him his trailing garments of crimson ?
and purple and began his upward ?
journey. g J
"Dance light, for my heart lie*; under '
ycur feet, love," the blithe song floated
out through the lattice, which the next *
moment was pushed open, and the fra-1
grant air, heavy withr-uight dew that v
bad Jain for hours sleeping 1n blooW y
and roses, rushed in, and fanned with. ^
odoroua&>reathrthe,f??e.of iUleen Clary. ^
Soft tendril-like curls that clung in "
ebon rings around the low satin,^niooth- ?
forehead; eyes that spafkled like-iietr-1' ^
drops on a shamrock; cheeks of summer v
bloom and lips of summer ripehe&ir 81
made trp a fnce that would have empt$d
an anchorite. *" - 7 P
A smile rippled over the face of the
pretty Irish maiden as she caught siglit
of a ttill, young fellow Blowly coming k
toward the cottage. f1
' "And sure, Neil," she called in a voice ^
^ -W V "Yon nr?? rather an It
early bird, are you not, for the sun is
iiu-dly up yet," and going to the door u
sbegayly welcomed him, all the time ^
wondering what made hinl so sober, so ^
anlike the usually cheery Neil O'Neale.
"Aileen, I am going to America," was C
Neil's abrupt mmouncement.
-* What'." uttered the maid, gazing up v
into her companion's face, as the smile h
iad^d Irom her own. " Goin?to Amer- d
wa."
"You surely do not mean to leave us," c
arad the radiant light tha? had made her b
kee so enchanting a .few momenta bfe- i<
3ore faded into ashiness.^ ' b
u Yes, dear, I must go." s
"N<Wk?, Neil, you do not mean so. c
Oh, if^u go what shall 1 do! All the '
Inn rr (Ioto fn nit nnil '/>rtr A n ? A T
-MJ*i ivwg uwj W ?v w<w v* J * .
*m so lonely. You will not, Neil. Tell a
Bie you wiflAotfiO.'V, . .. ^ t
She.pleaded as one pleads for a life, a
nxd her bard, dry sobs strangled in her 1
throat, but her eyes were tearless and 1
her breath came in'quick, painful gasps.
Neil gathered the trembling little 3
3^nre closely to his heart. 3
AUeeii, x nave uccu tuiu&iugi \
aince father died that-poverty and sofjoflr
would always be our portion if we (
should remain here where the rent c
would eat up the little I coilld raise. If i
3 should gcr to America I could soon i
*stq enougtrjo enable mfeto &onf ejiaok: a
alter you, and together we would return <
1
bo that country where a home awaits 1
every man that is willing to work. So
dry your tears Aileen and bid me Godspeed,
will you not, mavourneen?" he ]
said, in a low, assuring tone.
Smiling through tears at his hopeful i
words, Aileen soon became almost re- i
conciled- at the thought of bidding him (
good-bye.
"D"* Ttaara id Olintl ft lnnO" time. ?
HUV unv JVU4W WWWM ? ??0 , ,
I I tremble for fear that you will
come back," said Aileen, in a voice |
that sounded as if it came through \
wav es of tears. I
. V Aileen.,.you know that .J could not
for^t you." ; \ . 'V ['. I
"I know it,' Neil. Hut' something
tells me in thiB parting hour that after :
you are gone that dark-faced agent,
Morris Leinster, will {jrpuble me.- "I refused
him, you know, and at the time ,
he frightened me, he was so very j
ingry."
Could tye . girl, h^ve; perceived the
effect of he? wbrds on the listener j
crouched behind the lattice, she would i
have screamed from very fear.
A blaze of jealous, white heat spread j
>ver the dark face of the spy; his eyes 1
3?f-?a a onH oril liflphh*
ittrKCUVU nnu a utivi. UUM VT.I
ais lips compressed with bitter hatred, ;
md he ground his teeth together as he
nuttered to himself:: "
"You may well fear Morris Leinster ny
fine lady, for the day will come
when you, a peasant farmer's daughter, ]
ivill rue that you slighted the hand of ^
;he rich agent for the sake of that beardess
son'of poverty." ...... ? I
. The agent crouched behind the latttice <
in til he became aware, that the young i
jouple were coming to the door. Then :i
le hastily hid himself in a clump of
>ushes that grew close by the cottage, i
knd th^re he stood, with his llvi d'fece, ]
impressed lips and eyes gleaming like ?
i basalisk's,'while Aileeaxirave her lover
he promised, cheerful Godspeeci, then j
dlently left the vioinity.df :the Clhry.it
?ttage.(ffith a;terrible unspoken vow \
vritten on the evil face. t
:? Hf. IpM mi ::-V
^Jreaa! Brct.d! We are BtaiwingJ" *
tie cry arose, first low, tremulous,
is from a sea of .tears, then..deepened j
md swelled Into (?reatmiserere going ,
ip before the throne of thcEteninl ^
Jpirit. It crossed the ocean and vi- i
rated over the sentient heart-strings
if all tliosarwho heard, for it told them
hat the 4> J5 wel QT the Atlantic" was 8
lolding-ont imploring hands, and prayng
for life?that over the beautiful
sland stalled ttiV grim skeleton, of
amine,: converting it into.a.vas': "grjneiress,
though the orimson, oozing fluid
<ras not .wine, but blood, from those ?
eho are among the noblest of the sons of
arth. j j p '
^4,'&aWing!"lJ\f $ J?io liveAnkfta&d E
f plenty with its immense storehouses, 1
fo ?Mof ffrntinrita fiHoA tn nv.rflnwirur "
IS gicau UiiVU %v V?v...v ???Q ,
vitn golden grain, hardly know the
aeaning of the word, and God grant J
hat the hunger wolf may never step 0
ver our'thife^holdff^-that fte may never
>e obliged to refuse the demands of bun- ?
;er tilP^P reorctes? Wfttfefs^eren the
jreat passions of life by its incessant ?
alls for food, i >- J
And famine forgot not the Lome of
he Clarys. The rounded form of Aileen ?
;reWjthixr, apd. wasted i besides a gray ^
allor her face had a wan, pinche i look; v
he lips, always '.so brilliant and laugh- v
3g, became rigid and ashen lined, at\d
very- leature bore the trace of intense 8
uffering, but not-a word escaped her, a
ir the pain of witnessing the agony of ^
er parents-as they saw their children ^
rasting to skeletons, as they beheld the y
ounger children, begging vainly, ^
lutely, with little, claw-like hands for *
that they had no , strength to ask | ^
ir. numbed even the pangs of hunger. c
Then. in those-davs of wretctiedness
nc^&oe, came'a new ttfifcl loathe brave- d
eartedgirl. She never forgot the thrill ^
f terror that censed her .heart to beat
rith great frightened bounds, as she be- 3
eld the dark face of the agent, jn the p
oorway one 'colt, ftorniiig. lie dune 0
lto the cold room, laughed triumph- ?
ntly at the. evidence^..of want about ?
im, took a cool Purvey of the face over
rhich settled a shadow of fe?r, and c
aid in a sneering tone:
" So, my dear Aiieen, you haven't slip- *
ed out of my, hands as easy as you p
hought for?"' ' - ' ^
Then he taunted the family of their ?
overty?goaded ner latner almost to enzy
by threatening to turn hiii starv- Jlg
family out in the snow to die. At
ist he said, tantalizingly: '
"Keep youij temper,... Mr. Clary!. I 0
lerely called to tell yop of a way by 8
rhich your family could be lifted above 1
rant." "
"How?" eagerly, imoloringly asked
tary. 8
" I will provide a way if Miss Aileen ^
rill consent to become my wife," and ^
is eyes rested gloatingly on the shud- g
ering girl. . ?y.
He said it in a loud tone and at the ^
onclusion of the sentence every member
of the familv turned an eaeer. fam
jhing look upon Aileen. She could not c
ear their intolerable- gaA, and 'with a
light cry she threw up her hands and
overed her face. But she said, firmly: f
' Ntwio; I cannot be so false."
Not anothir word was said until the
.gent, laughing scornfully, left the cotage.
He knew that the faces and forms
.boijf Aileen would be more eloquent in
lis behalf than any plea or threat that f
le could make. j
"Aileen," groaned her father, " is a
rour heart turning to stone? Have {
rou no compassion on those who are <
lying?" [
"Aileen," moaned her mother, " how ]
:ould you say no, when you see the t
ihildren starving before your eye's ?" and (
i feeble cry arose from the children that '
vent to the very heart-core of the suffering
time hearted^H/fen. She arose,
jrossid the floor unsteadily and opened "
the door. A woman staggered up bearng
a ba^e in her arms.
, Bread!" she gasped, "my child and
[ are dying, dying tor food."
The despairing look in Aileen'e face
told the woman that her prayer could
not be answered. The woman gave a
cry of anguish.
"Oh, girl you cannot let ray baby die!
See how pale and thin he is."
, Aileen started back in horror as a lit- ,
tie dead face was placed close to hers,
and then for the first time she noticed
that the fires of insanity blazed in the
woman's hollow eyes. The poor creature
turned and staggered off, leaving
Aileen to make a resolve that she immediately
carried out.
She left the cottage and started in the
direction of the house in which the
agent lived. She walked slowly, for
aside from hunger-weakness a sickening
agony sped through every pulse, ?.nd
her very limbs seemed chilled with anguish.
She reached the house at last
and rapped teebly. A servant admitted
her and led the wav into the acent's sit
ing room. An evil leer disfigured the
face of Morris Leinater, as he said:
"Ah! how do you do, my dear? Will
you please be seated P"
Aileen dropped into a chair without a
word. Her torture was too intense for
words at the first moment.
At last, through lips that quivered
pitifully, came the faintly uttered
svords:
" Mr. Lcnister I have called to inform
you that?that I have changed my decision.
I consent to become vour wife
if you will keep my family from starving."
How utterly dreary and despairing
vas the pathos of her voice! but Morris
Lieinster did not mind her, but smiling
laid:
"Very well, Aileen! I will bring a
jriest over to your house this afternoon
.0 perform Hie ceremony. -Gpod-bye,
'or a very little time, my dear little wife
o be."
He put his arm around the shrinking
jirl and drew her toward him. Aileen !
law the horrible light in his eyes as hie '
bent his head toward her, and wi|hva ..
icream she dashecl his arm away and
eft the house. Leinster stood before '
he window and watched Aileen till her ,
lagging1 steps told him that her mo ,
nentary strength had departed, and '
hen he turned away, rubbing his hands !
md ohuckling to himself :
14 It is of as much use to beat against .
be bars of fate as it is to thwart one < i ]
ny plans. Ah 1 my dainty Aileen, youi
liscipline has just begun."
Aileen walked on, unheeding whither
he went. She only longed to get away I
rom even the sight of the house in ^
riiich she had spent fifteen wretched 1
noments. On. on, until her strength ,
itterly failed, and it geemed as if sue (
iever could reach her home. But at .
ast she reached it and told her family <
yhat she had done. Their feryeaL^
hanks fell on ears that heard nothing. i
"Oh, Neil! Neil !* was Aileen's smotb ,
red cry. "What can I do? I hate (
dorr is Leinster, I loathe even the very |
igbl of him, and bow can 1 endure to ]
lecome his wife?" But a knowledge (
hat an external breakdown would be
gonizing to the whole family prevented
ier i lrom giving expression to the inrard
anguish that was torturing her
rith inquisitorial pain.
Quickly, oh, so quickly, the hours 1
pedaway. She counted every moment 1
s a miser counts his gold. But she *
new that Morris Leinster would keep (
lis word, and she was not unprepared 1
srhen the agent and a strange priest en- 1
ered the cottage. Her father greeted 5
hem and then turned toward Aileen.' *
lechanicaily she arose and placed aja,ice t
old band on the agent's.
Slowly the ceremony began. Why
id Aileen neglect to answer the quesion
of the priest? She bent toward
he door in a listening altitude, then
natching away her hand, she disapeared
through the door, hastily pulled
pen. Nothing was said', for astonishment
sealed their lips. They were not:
ess amazed to see a bronzed and
carded man enter the still open door,
arrying in his arms a senseless burden.
Jeil 0\NealeV quick wit gave a solu- .
ion to the scene that met his eyes. He'
ointed to the door and his eyes gleamed
ike blue stilettoes, as he said in a st^rp,. (
imperative tone, "Go, and bear in mind, 1
hat if you cross the pathway or Aileen ^
llary again you take youf' life In' Vouf1 J
lands." Foiled, the- Cowefihg agent (
iuns away, ine pncsi, ai a monoir
f Neil's, remained. Soon Aileen had jj
o far recovered, a3 to be able to place {
he no longer reluctant hand in Neil's, ,
nd say the words that bound her to
im forever. : .i ; J
If blessings could make a man happy,
urely Neil O'Neale must have been the
lappiest man in Ireland, as he distribited
with generous hand, among the
tarving people of the little village, the
>ountiful supply that his forethought 1
lad provided.
Before the Clary family separated 1
hat night Neil told them why he had
some back before the two years had ex- 1
>ired. 1 " 1
" I arrived all right in America and i
ound everyone talking about some
vondcrful mines'the t" had lately been '
liscovered, and I joined a party that '<
vas going to the Blaok Sills. Well, $<5' \
nuke a long story short, luck followed
n.i and I had a snug sum, when,I started '
or New York. There I heard' that Jrc- 1
and was in sorrow and I sailed as soon :
is possible for ,th$ ould* eormtTie." 1
soon Neil and the Clary lAmily emigrated
for America,1 bftf the last words 1
hev heard, as thev left tile shores: of 1
[reland, was the wail that Still crosses 1
ocean, ".Ereadl Bread! We ore 1
itjarying!"?Bangor Qymmercictl,;: ? jr., '
: , r.;!
Tin distance by railroad from New > (
fork to San Prandf co is-S.afiO-mHes. i
The Great Fire In Japan.
The Japan Gazette gives the following
account of the destructive fire at Tokio ,
by which over 280 persons lost their ;
lives: The fire broke out at twelve i
o'clock in the central part of the city, !
cloee to Nihonbnahi. It was blowing a
pile at the time, and within thirty minutes
of the'outbreak the city was on fixe i
in seven different places; burning shin- i
gles were flying about as thick as hail,
and were carried long distances by the
wind, settling on other houses and setting
fire to them. The scene is said to
have been terrible. Strong men were
running, about in a state of bewilderment
with old men, old women and children
on their backs; mothers dragging along
their little ones, bent only on saving
their lives. All day the fire raged with
the utmost fury. The whole njthe buildings
on the island of Lihikawa, at the
mouth of the Sumidarver, including
the dockyard and prison, were burned.
So rapidly did the flames travel that it
was with difficulty streets were cleared
of people before the houses ignited; and;
in so many places was the fire raging
that they knew not which way to run.
Anxious to save futons and wearing apparel
the poor creatures sallied forth
from rueii. homes with bundles on their
shoulders to fly they kneW not whither.
The streets became blocked with the
surging masses; women and children
were trampled under foot, and many
who fell in the crowd never rose Again;
little children were seen looking for
their parents, parents looking for their
children, while the air was rent with
cries of rage', anguish and despair. Still
they clung tenaciously to the few worldly
possessions they had succeeded in bring
ing from their burning homes, thereby
almost completely blocking up the narrow
streets through which the masses
were slowly treading their way. At
length the police interfered and caused
numbers to throw their bundles into
the river, or anywhere else out of the
way, so as to facilitate the escape of the
people from the frightful death which
threatened them and which was gaining
on them fast The native papers say
that sixty-eight streets, containing 11,164
houses, were burned, rendering over .
10,000 persons homeless. A relief fund
was started, toward which their majes
ties the emperor and empress subscribed
2,000 yen each. Long before the fire
reached the foreign settlement of Tsukiji,
the residents felt anxious and began
to pack up. But this appears to have
been almost a needless task; for when
the fire did reach them there was no one
to be found to convey their goods and
jhattles away. Everything had been
got ready for flight, but had to be left
in the house, as no coolies were to be
lound willing to undertake the task of
removing even the boxes of clothing,
rhe American legation was in imminent
danger for some time, and Mr. Clataud"
hotel ignited seven different times, but <
each time the flames were successfully ,
Suppressed. The residence of Bishop j
Williams,, of the American Episcopal
mission, was burned. It was the property
of the bishop, and was uninsured;
personal effects saved. The Methodist j
Episcopal church, partially insured, was ,
jonsumed. , i
i i ; . ii, *!? h -v. ( Vilf
" Make the Best of Things."
There is not in all this house an eye
hat has never wept or a heart that has
lever been broken. We excuse a man
for occasional depression just as we en- .
inre a rainy day. Butwtio could enlure
365 dayB of cold drizzle? Yet
here are men who are without cessation
lomber and charged with evil prognos- '
;ication. We may be orne with a J
nelancholy temperament, but that is no
tason why we should yield to it. There
sa way of shuffling the burden. In the :
ottery of life there are more prizes
Irawn than blanks, and to one misfor;une
there are fifty advantages. Des- ,
>ondency is the most unprofitable feeing
a man can have. One good hearty
augh is a bombshell exploding In the
ight place, while spleen and discon,ent
are a gun that kicks over the man
vho shoots it off. Some men are born
jpposed to everything. They must
lave to get into heaven backward.
uet us stand off from despondencies.
jisU-n for sweet notes' rather than for
liscords. In a world where God hath
)Ut exquisite tinge upon the shell
vashed in the surf and planted a paralise
of bloom in a child's cheek, let us
cave it to the owl to hoot and the toad
A AMTkAlv AM/1 4-VlO f/> mm.
>lain. Take outdoor exercise and avoid
ate suppers if you would have a cheerul
disposition. The habit of complaint
inally drops into peevishness, and peo>le
become waspish and unapproachaAe.?Talmagt.
^ ;
In a very logical and common-sense
address upon the evils of i^mperance,
one of the eloquent clergymen of New
York citv recently said that the custom
of " treating" was founded on a benevolent
and hospitable feeling, but it was a
custom that had done more harm than
all the enemies the country ever had,
and would result in even greater harm
if permitted to continue. It had made J
the American nation a nation of drunk-'
ards. More drunkards had sprung from
that custom than from any other cause.
It was a yoke upon the necks of thou- ,
sands. Men did not like to be called (
3tingy, which was perhaps the chieJ
reason why they treated. But let them '
abandon the custom, and they would
become a help and a power in the cause
of temperance. What was wanted was
a custom to correct that of " treating."
One man might be strong and able to
resist the temptation of a "treat," another
might be weak and fall. This
thought should, therefore, make an i
honest man refrain, lest he-might be- ;
come an unhappy instrument of an-., 1
otter's ruin. ' *\
Bret Harte.
Though Bret Harte is now resident as
American consul at Crefelt, his normal 1
Life was for years of an extremely t
nomadic character. Haying dwelt in a ?
New York hotel, he would suddenly t
leave it for a similar establishment at s
the seasider or in the country. Ooca- 1
sionally he might be found in a fashion- 1
able boarding-house near Madison t
square, or on Murray hill; and when 1
his friends had become accustomed to \
the locality, they discovered that he I
had taken a house to himself in a new f
quarter, liience ne movea to a jamuy | a
hotel, wnere ere long it was found he i
had gone into the country to Spend n {
few weeks at the home of a friend. As
Mr. Harte's tastes are " locomotive,"so
they are also fastidious. '
He desires fine surroundings, pictures,
statuettes, objects of vertu, and be has
his room scrupulously arranged, with
every ch:iir in its exact, position, and
not the faintest speck of dust on carpet
or furniture. In San Francisco, when
he was editing the Overland Monthly,
there was hired for him an apartment
removed by some little distance from
the office, in order that he might not be
disturbed by the inevitable noise of a
publishing establishment, nor interrupted
by frequent intrusions. It was
furnished according to his taste and at c
? * : __L!_ 1
consiaeraoie expense, ana was wojj
known to the journalistic anrf literary
circles of San Francisco as one of the
most luxurious apartinents in the city.
Mr. Harte added from time to time
Various objects of interest which he
picked up. It was here that he wrote
many of those marvelous sketches of
California' lite which have made his
reputation on both sides of the Atlantic,
and stamped him as a genius of no ordinary
rank. The room in Sacramento
street should properly be called his
home; as it met his requirements far
better than any place he has since ocoo- ?
pied. His private residence was at San j
Rafael, a short distance from San Fran*
cisco, and he occasionally did some ol
Qis work there, but not often. The >
babe in the house if not to him ia well- i
spring of pleasure; he has never found'
the cry of the infant or tie boisterotcs
play of children an inspiration to his
best thoughts.
Mr. Harte depends entirely upon his 1
moods, and will only write when he 1
feels an impulse to do so. He composes 1
with the greatest care, and often tears 1
up his manuscript when nearly completed,
and begins anew. Hence it is
that most of his work has the clearness
and finish of a steel ebgraving, and the
characters are outlined and dfrawn as
sharply as a mountain-chain against a
morning sky.
Mr. Harte was bom forty years ago
in Albany, N. Y., where he passed his
boyhood without any special promise oi
future genius. The discovery of go.d in
California was followed by a wave of
emigration from all the States east ol
the Rocky jnountains, and Bret Harte
was caught by this wave and carried, in
1854, to the new ?1 Dorado. - He tried
his' hand at mining, at school-teaching,
and other employments, but with no 1
conspicuous success, and finally drifted 1
to San Francisco. ^
Before leaving New York he had
worked as a printer, and accordingly
sought employment in the office of the
Golden Era, which was then a flourishing
weekly, devoted to news, stories,
humorous sketches, and other matters
calculated to interest the Californian.
While working at the printer's case he
found time to w; lte some sketches drawn
from his experience o'f the mining regions.
and with trembling hesitation he
submitted one oi them to the editor.
Fhis latter personage . was a bluff,
hearty,gonial diamond in the rough, who
afterward lived at Flushing, near New '
Tork city, and one of his proudest boasts f
was that he conducted the paper that '
brought out Bret Harte and Mark !
Twain.?Neu? York World. 1
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A Clever Operation.
A curious occurrence has lately taken
place at the Gardens. One night one ol
the lions was observed to be in a Stat*
of great tribulation, rolling about, and
trying to get something out of his nfoutb
with his paws. Upon examining th?
animal to see what was the matter, Mr.
Bartlett found that a great bone had be- ,
come a fixture in the poor brute's ,
mouth. The difficulty was to remove
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1G, H8 tliC ilUU woo iu avtaaawt* ? i|-i j
This was dons by getting the lion inte
a "shifting den," where his face would j
not be very far from the bars. It was
then ascertained that the object in the ,
lion's mouth was the spongy, round
bone, as big as a crickct-bali, which (
forms the hip-joint of the horse. The (
lion had had part of a haunch of horse \
for dinner, and in amusing himself with
the bone iirst got his upper large canine j
tooth into the soft part of the bone, and, (
biting on it, the corresponding car.ine ]
tooth in the lower jaw came through so (
tar into the bone that it nearly met with ,
the point of the upper tooth; the jaw '
thus became fixed. The animal was <
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ill US prevenieu uulu iwu u>
water. Mr. Bartlett, with a great deal ?
Df tact and maneuvring, managed to get ,
this bone out of the lion's mouth, and ]
lucky he did so, as it was found that the |
long projecting portion of the bone was |
pressing hard upon the liou'a tongue. ,
This is tue imra ciever upcmuuu iu
ientistry that Mr. Bartlett has performed?first,
lemoving a big tooth
from the hippopotamus; secohd, operating
on the base of the tusk of the big
sleDhant; third, taking a horse's leg
bono out .of the lion's mouth.?Lnad
md Water.
The 'Country is full of coflfcng men;
the most of them come to grief, and the
jthers inventsome new idea to get their
bread, butter and clothing without much ?
[rouble.?American Punch.
A Human Trait.
Burdette, the Burlington Hawkeyc ^H|
lumorist, while on a recent lecturing
our, spent an idle hour in the woods
it cioomviue, unio. mere were ooiyHM
hree idle creatures in the woods, h^BB
lays. I was the biggest, the oldest ancflffiH
;he idlest of the three. A chub of jHSB
x>y, about six or seven years old,
he next and a black and tan
3 ad treed a squirrehwa^Jrttf^BHH^^V
vas so pleased
)anionship that
or it, and advised him to
md 'never work until he had to, and
;hen, feeling the same community of
lentiment fdr the dog, I went and helped
lim bark at the squirrel.
The tree was about two hundred feet
ligh. The dog would probably stand
ibout thirteen inches from the floor, lie
xied to climb tbat tree. He barked as
bough his throat was all the rams1
10ms of Jericho. He was after that N
iquirrel which was just as far out of his
each as the clouds. And the squirrel
vgsn't paying any attention to the dog,.
ind, indeed didn't know what he was
larking at I am not positive that it
lad not gone off into another tree an
lour ago, and was away off in another
>art of the woods, do^rc near the county
ine. So I patted the dog's head as I
same away, aqd said tp him: .
Carlo, keep it up. It jMjmpj, to do
rou a heap of good, and it doesn't bother
be squirrel a particle. So keep it pp.
fou can never climb the tree; you will
lever catch the squirrel; when he wants >,
<o come down he wilL come down an)tlmr
way, and you. will not see him.
Be will live just as long and be just as
lappy with your noise as without it.
it occupies your mind and it doesn't dlsxact
his. And it shows a very human
rait in you, Carlo. I have known men
ust like you; men who spent their lives
ioing just what you are doing?barking
it the people who were out of their
each. Keep it up, Carlo, good dog.
W."' ' ' s
k Pen Picture or the California Chinaman.
The Chinaman aeema never to have A
earned to Walk. He waddles along at a
{ait somewhat between a swagger and a
ihuffle, and he has no more respect for
he rules of the rond in turning out for
jassers-bv than of the sixth commaidnent.
That beautiM- self-conceit
irhich makes him look on everyone who
loesnt wear a pig-tail as a barbarian,
enders him impervious to all the abuses
irhich his heedlessness brings upon
lim. He generally wears a hat ol
American manufacture?a low black
felt with narrow run. This is about the
mlj garment that he has condescended
o borrow from the wardrobd of the
xrantry. The remainder of his dress is
>f the latest Celestial style, which
changes not with the changing seasons,
3Ut has'probably been handed down---??'
dong with the heavy moral platitudes
jf Confucius, from the time when the
trorld was young. It consists of a
blouse of blue cloth or nankeen or coarse v
overall goods, generally smeared with a
Line of grease down the back, the mark
Df the dangling queue! His trousers
ire made of all kinds of material, but <
ihey are always blue or black, and never
reach below his ankles- This is to give
i good display to the whito socks and
;he shoes of the regulation junk pattern,
curvingtoes and soles an inch thick. Occasionally
one may see here the Chinese
woman dressed in nearly the same garments
as the man. the only difference being
more voluminous trousers and an
ibsence of all head covering. Instead
)f the latter the Chinese women display
in elaborate coiffure, which may well
excite the envy of the feminine objerver,
as it is a work of art. Her jewelry
is of the Oriental style, large, masjive
and generally plain. Her earrings
ire heavy bands of gold, as large around
is napkin rings, and are a constant
temptation to the impecunious hoodlum
?San Francisco Chronicle.
Great Engineering Feats.
The tunnel of Mount St. Gothard, the
greatest engineering wore 01 me tiuum
the world, has just been finished. The
object of it is to oonnect the railroad
systems of Germany, Switzerland and
Italy, and its construction was deemed /
necessary in order to offaetj^e oom
mercial advantages that'we? e acquired |
by France in the building of the Mount [
Cenis tunnel, and Austria with her
road across the Semmering, which are
the connecting railroad links for those
two countries with the same portion
of Europe. The chief works of this
kind in the world are four in number
-namely, the Hoosac and Sutro tunnels
n the United States and the above-mentioned.
The Mount St. Gothard is the
ail. it* length being more
lUilgWow v* ?j 0
;ban eight miles; the Sntro is the
ihortest. being less than four miles.
The Hoosac tunnel 4.75 miles in length,
ind the Mount Cenis about secren miles,
ill of these great works have been conitructed
in the interest of trade and comnerce,
and with the Atlantic cable, the
Pacific railroads, the Suez canal, and
;he Panama, canal, when it shall have
seen built, will be among the great inlustrial
monuments of the century. I
;kc tunnel between France and England
s ever built it will, of course, surpass
mything ever attempted. Our own
unnel under the North river, if pushed
,o completion, will hold no insignificant
)lace beside the works W9 have men.ioned:
nor in such an enumeration
liould our great tii-idges, like those of
St. Louis, Niagara F^.lls and Brooklyn,
ye forgotten. In works of practical
itility more has been accomplished in i
h? nineteenth century than perhaps in
illi the centuries that have preceded it,
-New York Herald'
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