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The Mountain Signal.
i Publlshod Evory Friday.
MT. VERNON. : KENTUCKY.
THE .FIRST MEMORY.
Jt is my'6nrHest momory:
' UqHfnd, by viewless sunlight kissed,
'Lies, glimmering, the golden mist
. Jhnt hides for ever hides, from inc,
The fairy land of infancy I
The gateway of our narrow yard
My baby feet from roving barred.
One day I found it swinging wide;
My freedom wa9, at last, my own;
I pressed triumphantly outside,
And stepped forth in n world unknown!
Across the way, a Hold of com
Was rustling in tho breozy morn.
I hastened to it; overhead
The long green leaves tholr banners sprend;
(No eastern p.ilm, to-day, to me,
So proudly tall would seem to bo !)
Above against tho clear, bluo sky,
Tho crests of flowers roso straight and high,
"While, in tho sheltering shado beneath,
Tho silk hung from each emerald sheath.
At once my dimpled hands wcro full
What Joy the glistening threads to pull,
And bear the treasure homo to show I
. 'Whrn, lo.
I could not tlnd tho way to got
I wandered helpless hero nnd there;
The long, green leaves with rustling sound.
"Were bending, swaying, all around:
They whispered terror in my cars;
"Where hndl comol O whoro? O whero!"
Myall, my baby all, sccmcdlost,
Since I the door-yard gato had crossed.
With trembling limbs and blind with tears,
And lifting piercing shrlok on shrlclc.
That still to mo scorned faint and weak,
Of all earth's creatures most forlorn,
I stood amid that waving corn-When
on my brow I felt a kiss,
"Warm, loving arms were round me prost,
And in an ecstacy of bliss
I lay upon my mother's breast I
It is my earliest momory;
Ay, more ! how oft it comos to mo
When all looks dark, around, above,
And seem9 a parable of love!
Marlon Douglns, in Wide Awake.
STOIUES OF SHIPS.
Tho Mysterious Fato of Vessels
Never Hoard. Prom.
I suppose that i hundred ships como
and go whoro ono is lost, but when ono
reflects on tho dangers to which they7
are exposed ho must marvel that so
many escape. I saw a list of thirty-six
missing ships tho other day,, missing
from Amorican, English
ports, and tho fate of each, was unknown
or guessed at. Say that half
of thom foundered in 'ocean, five
wore run down in collision, flvo more
wore wrecked on capes o shoals whoro
all hands perished, and what' became
of R.ho rest? Say that tl rco of tho
nminder Mero destroyed by fire, an
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rhiit Tate snail wo aw cytio tno feat?
live? From tho moment i vessel hjavoi)
port to begin her voyagi sho is ox-posed
to danger, and though a sailor
may bo over so bravo and hardy, ho
can not shake off tho knowledge that
ho lives on tho verge of tho grave.
There are gales, nnd fogs, and collisions,
and fire, and hidden rocks, and
powerful currents; and" so I ropoat
that it is a marvol more sailing craft
aro not added to tho lonesome list of
missing which is recorded year by
year.
In the year 1855, as tho British bark
Lord Oldham, of which I was second
mate, was approaching tho Canary
Islands, and when about 180 miles diaf
tant, wo wero caught in tho tail ond
of a cyclone and badly knocked about.
We got out with some slight loss and
a great deal of discomfort, and wore
bearing up again to our courso when a
great calamity happened. Half an
hour before midnight, whilo tho bark
was doing her best undor a fresh breeze,
a sudden and groat shock was folt.
Her masts went by tho board, and, na
1 reached tho deck, a minute
after tho shock, tho hull scomqd
to split open from atom to stern.
I had gone bolow to got a glass
of bitters, leaving tho dock only
thirty seconds boforo tho shock camo.
1 was knocked down and confused, but
it could not havo boon over sixty sec-i
onds beforo I regained tho deck. It
was just in timo to bo carried
I went with .a.lot of rafllo from
tho decks, nnd amid tho frightened
cries of tho men, and a quarter of an'
hour later, whon I had lashed myself
in tho cross-trees of tho mainmast, I
could not got an answor to any of my
calls to tho rest of tho crow. How iti
was that all woro lost I novcr could
mako out. Thoro was rafllo' enough
to havo floated 500 men, and my watch
wero certainly all wido awako at tho
moment of tho collision. Tho only explanation
1 can give is that they woro
somehow caught and crushed. 1 drifted
during the rest of tho night, and
was picked up in tho morning by li
vessel bound in. By that timo thd
wreckage had drifted apart until noth
ing could bo found. Nothing whatever
was picked up or cast upon any
shore, and had I not been saved, tho
fate of tho bark could only havo been
guos'iod at.
What did sho collido with? Tho
lookouts wero on tho bow, and alort,
ar.d tho night so clear that a ship
eou.d havo been seen a milo away,
The chart showed clear water for a
hundred miles about, and wo must
have run full tilt upou some vessol
which had been dismasted and bilged
in a hurricane. If loaded with timber,
her decks would havo been awash,
nnd sho would havo been as bad as a
rock to collido with. There was only
ono shock, and tho wholo bows of tho
bark woro crushed in by it.
Thrco years later, whilo off tho
Banks of Brazil in a small English
ship called tho White Cloud, anothor
strange thing happened. I was first
mate of this ship, and about ton o'clock
in the forenoon, tho weather being
very fiuo and tho wind light, I had all
tho men on deck sotting up tho digging,
some of which had slackened
away. A man aloft suddenly hailed
tho deck with the information that a
largo whalo was bearing down on tho
ship, head on. Wo wcro a merchant
vessel,' and tho sight of a whalo had
no interest for us. Wo went on with
our work for thrco or four minutes,
whon tho man again hailed mo with;
"If that fellow holds his courso ho
will be dead on to us, sir. He's a
big fellow, and coming like tin iron
steamer."
I ran forward to get a look, and tho
sea was so smooth that I had no
in making out tho whale. Ho
was still a mile away, coming down at
about steamer speed, and holding a
course as straight i& if somebody
aboard of him was steering by compass.
I was not a bit alarmed,
to see' him show flukes every
moment, but tho captain camo on deck
and ordered tho man at tho wheel to
break off two or three points. This
brought tho whalo on our port bow.
.As I told you, I expected to sec him
sound every moment. It was astonishing
that ho had not discovered us long
before. I could scarcely believo my
oyes as he held on, and by and by we
had him alongside. I am telling you
tho Iruth when I say ho actually
rubbed us as wo passed each other,
and tho odor of him was so rank that
some of the men cried out in disgust.
That whalo was ninety feet long if he
was an inch, and ho had a head on him
like a brick wall. So far as wo could
see ho was carrying no harpoons and
had no frosh wound, but ho was moss-grown
and barnacled as if ho had
knocked about for a couple of hundred
years. Tho fact of his holding his ,own
in sueh a bull-headed way was alarming,
and when wo wero clear of him we
foil to congratulating ourselves over
tho close shave.
Wo wore pornaps a milo apart whon
tho whalo slewed around. Tho moment
wo discovered what ho was doing wo
know that he meant to attack. The
'oezo'lmd now died away
TooTH'I iiwJliopo Xo'Ttouge hiKrnnd ho
had not yet fairly turned when wo
dropped the yawl from tho davits and
ran her alongside, to tho bow. Two
men wore ordered to got water and
provisions into hor, and as tho whalo
headed up for us wo went oft' boforo
tho breeze to givo him all tho room wo
could. Three or four minutes sottlod
tho question of whether he was after
tho ship or sailing his own courso. He
headed up for her, coming fastor and
fastor, and when ho was two cable's
length away there was a great
white wall of water rolling beforo
him, and his speed was from eighteen
to twenty miles an hour. Ho
struck us full on tho starboard
quarter, and tho shock was as if two
ships had collided. Planks and ribs
gave way beforo him, and as he recoiled
from tho blow our ship settled
down stern first and was undor water
within two minutes. Everybody was
knocked dcNyn by tho shock, and
everybody got up to rush for tho yawl.
I was sucked down almost as soon as I
reached my feet, and after a struggle,
in which I camo out first best by a
closo shave, I was shot to tho surfaco
amid a lot of deck rafllo. Thoro woro
two or three men around mo at first
and as I was heaved up I caught sight
of tho yawl with at least two men in
hor. Tho whalo was still at hand,
lying vory quiet, but I foarod ho would
soon bo aroused and attack us in turn,
and I seized tho galley door and paddled
away to got out of his roach.
Whilo doing this a squall camo down
and hung on for twonty minutes, and
whon it had passed I could see nothing
of boat nor whale.
That afternoon, an hour boforo sundown,
I was picked up by tho American
whaler Richard Knox. Sho already
had our yawl, which sho had
found bottom up, but had not scon any
of tho men nor mot with any wreckage.
I was again the only ono saved,
and but for my testimony tho fato of
tho ship would havo forever remained
a mystery. As to why tho whalo attacked
us was mndo more clear after
my rescue. Tho Knox had raised and
chased him tho evening before, and
he had boon "gallied" or annoyed so
often during tho month past that ho
had become ugly. Ho camo for us
with tho fntention of sending tho ship
to the bottom, and ho succeeded only
too well in carrying out his purpose.
A third mystery was the case of tho
Janet Wilcox, an American brig bound
for Hio Janeiro. I was second mato
of her when the occurrence took place.
Wo had bad weathor for a good sharo
of tho voyage, but tho brig was now
X
and stanch, and was at no timo in imminent
noril. About threo hundred
miles oil Rio, whilo enjoying a bit of
good weathor, we one morning raised a
longboat full of men dead nhead of us.
Indeed, tho boat had taken down hor
sail and was' waiting for us to como
up. There woro nine men aboard of
her, and they had plenty of water and
provisions. Tho story thoy told
was that they were a part of tho crow
of a largo British -.hip which had boon
burned two days before. Thoy claimed
that all had got oil in boats, but that
tho boat3 had becomo separated in tho
heavy weather. Thoy woro a hard-looking
lot, compo.-ed of all nationalities,
and when we had taken them
aboard our captain was by no means
satisiled with their story. Ono of
them claimed to be second mute, and,
as tho crowTfffu 'Ul got off in two
boats, it was a puzio that tho first
mato was not in command of ono.
Other strange tiling camo up, and tho
story of tho men did not hang togothor,
and so all hands were ordered to keep
an eyo on tho fellows.
Wo got a good slant of wind and had
run down to within fifty or sixty miles
of tho coast when tho fellows showed
their hands. They had been allowed
to minglo freely with our crow, but
had carefully abstained from a remark
to indicate that they had an ovil purpose
in view. Their boat was largo
and unwieldy, and we had towed it
after us ratherViTan'to cast it looso or
to attempt to hoist it inboard. I was
on watch from eight to twelve, and
nothing suspicious occurred during
tho first throe lyntrs. About eleven
o'clock, as I stood near tho man at tho
wheel, I was hailed from tho foremast
with:
"Mr. Merlin, will you pleaso step
forward and tare a look at something
wo can't mako out?''
I afterward recalled that it was not
tho voice of ono of my watch, but I did
not heed tho matter at tho time. I
started forward and had reached tho
waist of tho vessel when two men
seized me, lifted mo clear of tho deck,
and beforo I could recover from my
astonishment I was flung overboard
head first. It was more by instinct
than any plan of my own that I swam
for tho boat towing astern. Had the
brig not been sailing close hauled, and
therefore sailing at a moderate paco, I
should n6t have reached it. It was a
close shavb and as I hung to tho
for a moment L-heard a great
confusion on tho brig. It was mutiny,
of course, and was the first victim.
My idea was to get aboard again as soon
into the yawl, pul hor closo up, and
then shin up tho pt jnter. After an effort
or two I pulleci myself in, and just
then there woro caths and cries and
pistol shots from tho brig, followed by
a couplo of splashes alongside, which
meant that two bodies, living or dead,
had gone overboard. I had hold of
tho painter whon it was loosened from
above and I drifted rapidly astern.
Tho fight continued as long as I was
within hearing. I was out of it entirely,
nnd could only hopo that our
crew, who wera all good men, would
overcome tho mutineers in tho struggle.
After tho brig was out of sight I got
sail on tho boat, and followed hor to
tho best of my judgmont. It was just
in the gray of morning that I was
picked up by a British ship bound into
Rio. It wasn't so very mysterious
that we picked up tho boat and hor
crow attempted our capture, but it
certainly was queer that from tho hour
sho left mo to this day that brig has
never boon heard of. But for my
sho would havo been rated as
lost and tho insurance paid. As it was
tho insuranco company contested payment,
and wonThoir ease in court.
The insuranco of that day, at least, did
not provide for any such, emergency.
Tho naval and merchant service of
evory power was notified of tho
and for two or three years
evory sea was under observation, but
tho brig was "never overhauled, nor
any of hor old crow heord of. My idea
is that sho foundered within a fow days
with all hands, but othors differ. Sho
cortalnly did not turn pirate, and sho
was never heard of as a wreck. Thsro
was no such British ship as tho men
said, nor was any craft burned as thoy
stated. Thoy juuat havo been lying in
wait; but it is queer that they would
bo so far out to sea in such a boat.
Taken all in all it was a strange caso,
and no ono has over got tho right end
of tho thread to solvo tho tangle. N.
1". Sun.
A discussion arose on board an
Atlantic liner a' short timo ago as to
tho citizenship of a gontleman at tho
other ond of tho saloon. "Ho's an
Englishman," said ono, "I know by his
head." "Ho's a Scotchman," said another.
"I know by his complexion."
"He's a Gorman," eaid' anothor. "1
know by his board." Tho young ladies
thought ho looked a littlo Spanish.
Hero tho conversation rested, but soon
!.,.-. ,r .i,, . 1. T Imvn it." said
uiiu u mum -
she.. "He's an American; ho's got hia
legs on tho table." Boston ueacou.
SWEEPING A ROOM.
A Domestic Art Tlmt Should Ho Acquit eel
lly All llouselooinr.
Rooms that aro carpoted should bo
frequently swept, oven though thoy
may not bo used much. Especial caro
should bo taken to brush tho edges
nnd corners of tho carpet with a short
corn broom. Moths and
aro in this way kopt out of a room. A
sleeping-room should bo thoroughly
swept and dusted overy week, no
how clean it may look. With no
room in tho houso should thero bo
moro caro taken. It may look all
right, but it will not bo frosh and
sweet without the wcokly cleaning.
Havo covors for tho largo pieces of
furniture. Thoso covers should bo
about two yards and a half long. In
most households threo such covors will
bo enough. Threo breadths of somo
cheap print, stitched togothor and
hemmed, will mako a cover that answers
fbr tho largest pieco of furniture.
First dust tho ornaments and small
pieces of furnituro and put thdm in
anothor room. Now dust tho heavy
pieces and covor thom with tho cloths.
Brush tho backs of tho pictures and
tho ledges over tho doors and windows.
Shako out tho curtains, if youjiavo
drapery, and fold and fasten them back
from tho window. If thero bo portieres,
tako them down, if you can
easily do so, and shako and air them.
Tako up tho rugs and have thom beaten
out-of-doors. When all this is done,
sprinkle the carpet with coarso dairy
salt and then sweop tho room, taking
short strokes with tho broom. Tako
up tho sweepings and shako tho broom
out-of-doors, to remove all tho dust
and lint.
After tho dust has had time to settle,
go over tho carpet with a broom
once more, sweeping very gently. This
will take up all tho dust that has settled
on tho carpet. With a feather
duster, dust tho walls, doors, pictures,
windows, otc. Tako tho covers from
tho heavy furniture, and after shaking
them out-of-doors, fold thom up
and put them away. Wash tho windows
and wash all tho spots from tho
paint around tho door-knobs, baseboards,
etc. If thero bo a fire-place in
tho room, wash tho hearth; or, if a
stove bo used, polish it boforo dusting.
Now shako out tho curtains and
hang tho portieres. Place tho
and ornaments in position, using
a pieco of cheese cloth to wipe off any
dust that may cling to any of the articles.
No matter how cold tho weathor,
tho windows should bo kept oped during
the swooping nnd Jdu'sting'. J
A print dress and a cap should always
bo worn when sweeping. Cut a
pair of old stockings open at tho toes,
and cut a hole in each hcol for tho
thumbs. Draw these over tho hands
and arms and they will protect tho
hands and sleeves.
When a carpet is used a good deal,
as in a sitting-room, after it is swept,
put two quarts of warm water in a
pail and add to it threo tablespoonfuls
of ammonia, or two of turpentino.
Wring a cloth out of this water and
wipe tho carpot with it. It will
brighten tho fabric considerably.
When cleaning a room, novor shako
rugs, curtains, etc., out of tho windows.
A largo part of tho dust flies
back into tho room; much of it clings
to tho houso; and if thero bo any windows
open near by, the dust is blown
through thom into other rooms. In
oither summer or winter, all thoso
things should, whon posslblo, havo a
good shaking in tho back yard and
then bo hung on a lino for awhile, to
got an airing. Maria Parloa, in
Housewife.
Soaking Grain in Brine.
Tho usual method of soaking grain
in brino to destroy smut spores is as
follows: In an ordinary wash tub prepare
tho brino so that it will float a
fresh egg. Tho seed is then placed in
the fluid nnd allowed to soak for ton or
fifteen minutes, after which tho liquid
is poured into anothor tub and tho
grain is spread on tho floor, sprinkled
with sufficient limo to whiten it, and
allowed to dry. This process is repeated
until all tho grain has been
soaked. Whilo there has long been a
beliof among farmers that
soaking seed in brino, sulphato of copper
solutions and other preparations
would provont smut, rocent carefully
conducted oxporlments havo demonstrated
that littlo or no benefit is to bo
dorived from any such treatment. In
fact, it has been shown that drossing
tho seed with strong brino or sulphato
of copper solution, especially tho latter,
in nino cases out of ten does moro
harm than good. It woakons tho
vitality of tho seed to such an extent
that if they gormlnato at all tho plants
thoy mako aro weak and raroly maturo
perfect fruit. B. T. Galloway, Vegetable
Pathologist, Department of Agriculture.
By using tho host seed tho moro
vigorous and healthy plants aro secured;
and then by giving good cultivation
a good growth is inado, and in
this way largo crops aro secured.
PERSONAL AND IMPERSONAL.
Miss Fannie Macaulay, who died a
fow days ago at Brighton, England, al
tho ago of eighty, was tho last surviving
sister .of Thomas Babington
Macaulay.
Ono of Murat's daughters, Luisa
Marchesa Rasponi, is said to bo still
living, at tho ago of ninety-two, in
Ravenna, Italy. Sho was, thorofore,
nineteen in 1815, when Napoleon I. was
dethroned nnd hor father shot.
Assistant Doorkeeper Bnssott has
boon In tho employ of tho United
States Senate for fifty-eight years. Ho
recently celebrated his goldon wedding,
and was then mndo the recipient
of a handsome present from tho Senators.
E. B. Ball, the nearest living
relative of Gcorgo Washington, Oc
cupies ;i sum in uiu suhmi uunuiur ui
tho Pension Building at Washington,
whero ho soils cigars and fruit to tho
clerks. Ho is nearly eighty years old,
and bears a striking rosomblanco to
tho Father of his Country.
John Wanamaker's country placo
at Jenkin town is said to absorb his attention
as completely whon out of town
as business does at tho store in Philadelphia.
Ho is a liberal entertainer,
and his freedom and jollity
aro contagious. Ho has a splendid
collection of roses and orchids, and his
rhododendrons aro famous in tho
neighborhood.
Mrs. Stanley Brown, formerly Miss
Mollio Garfield, daughter of the dead
President, is described as a singularly
beautiful womnn, with a slender but
almost faultless form. Thoimpressivo
effect of her beauty is said to bo heightened
by "undisguisablo suggestions of
sadness," which havo lingered about
her oyes and mouth ever ainco the dark
days of 'SI, when she lost tho father
she idolized.
Tho Duke of Westminster, according
to the latest returns, is still tho
richest man in Great Britain, his fortune
being set down at $80,000,000.
This is a pretty big pile, but it isn't
overstating it to say that there aro at
least half a dozon men In this country
who could buy out tho Duko without
exhausting tho contents of their
coffers. America has becomo tho
abode of tho Crasuses of tho earth.
Miss Breckinridge, daughter of
tho Kentucky Congressman, said to a
Washington writer, recently: "Wo
once lived at tho same hotel with Gen-oral
and Mrs. Harrison. Sho is ono of
the sweetest women in tho world, and
will bo very popular. Sho takes sin-cero
pfeasuro in doing good ami making
everybody happy. Wo young girls
woro all in love witli her. Sho used
to givo us a groat deal of pleasure, and
I do not suppose that sho was ovor
conscious of it."
"A LITTLE NONSENSE."
A Chicago woman recently married
a man named Nail. Thero is ono
woman, then, who can hit a Nail on
the head evory time. Yonkors Statesman.
In Ecuador it is understood that
tho employer shall board tho cook's
family. The caso is similar in
only tho employer doesn't understand
it. Drake's Magazine.
Tho last words of great men aro
all recorded in tho books, but tho last
words of women, great and small,
havo always boon too much for tho
historians. Journal of Education.
Rescuer (to man ho has just cut
down) "Tho boys lynched yor, and
loft yer fur dead, did thoy? Well, how
do yer feel now?" Half-hanged man
"Quite unstrung." Boston Beacon.
Dullard "Now this is outrageous.
Here's Casket has charged tho widow
Jones $500 for her husband's funeral."
Brightly "Well, you must always expect
a stiff bill from an undertaker."
Lowell Citizen.
The coal man he whistled a mcloiy gay,
As ho flxod up tho scales in a, fanciful way,
And ho nodded and smiled whilo he caroled
this lay:
"As wo journey through life, let us live by the
weigh."
Merchant Traveler.
Mrs. Tcmperton "Henry, father
wrote mo yesterday that ho wants to
got a typewriter. What is tho best
kind, do you think?" Tomporton (immersed
in stock questions) "I liko
'om about twenty-four with dark bluo
eyes." Munsoy's Weokly.
Stranger "How aro base-ball
prospects In Torro Haute?" Terro
Haute citizen "Bad. All gone to tho
logs, so to speak." Stranger "Ah,
that accounts for tho sight of so many
canines with catchers' mnaks on, I
suppose." Torro Haute Express.
A gontleman meeting a friend on
tho street stopped him to condolo with
him on his emaciated appearance, and
inquired anxiously as to tho cause.
"Alas!" eaid tho friond, "I havo suffered
for yjars with walking In my
sleej). I have walked out of tho door
nt night, havo been saved whon about
to step fiAm an upper window, and am
now so in dread of fatal results that I
fear to sleep at all." "An easy matter
to cure," replied tho first gontleman.
"Tako car faro to bod with you and
you won't walk." Philadelphia Press.

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