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VOL. 11. A SUMMER DREAM. Th* clover and the buttercups and daisies are a-bloom; The atmosphere is laden with the sweetest of perfume; The happy birds are singing joyous music In the' trees. And soothing to the senses la the humming of tbo-hees. The fields are full of berries rlpo and sugared by the sun; Amid the greenest meadows do the silvery brooklets run; The pickerel are splashing In the millponds and the trout Are watting In the mountain streams tor us to pull them out. The tinkle of the cowbells from the underbrush we hear; The swaying, leafy branches whisper secrets In our ear; We see the squirrels flitting through the tree tops overhead Whjle on the mossy carpets In the shady woods we tread. The whirring of the mower In the fragrant hay field sounds; Upon the orchard's apple trees the brown wood pecker pounds; The hawk In graceful circles floating In the azure sky Makes chickens in the barnyard to their calling x mothers fly. At farmhouse porches bowered by the honey suckle fair Wee humming birds rest motionless upon the scented air; Down deep In pure cold water wells where mossy buckets drip We see our mirrored features ere we of the nectar sip. White elderberry blossoms make a snowdrift of the hedge; The fairest ferns and grasses overhang each rocky ledge. And clouds, like piles of cotton, floating In the blue above 6end telegraphic shadows to the far oft ones we love, —H. C. Dodge, In Goodall’s Snn. wl. [Copyright, 1893, 1 by the Author.] E had often iSi u\\ tr * P ro * lAJ i/jin 11 p ose t 0 her, , raj mill ijjjhL hut she was o such a flippant Jy" young person i_~i All _jj mF** that he found itHerculeanto reduce her to w a sufficiently serious frame of mind. Then, too, he was hy no means certain as to her feel ings toward himself. Some definite as surance either way would, he felt, have been grateful, although it is safe to affirm that had such assurance been un favorable to his hopes he would none the less have been anxious for further information. _ However, he was denied the satisfac tion of even well-grounded suspicion. She had such a baffling sort of manner. Never had he been able to surprise her into an admission of anything, however trifling, which might be taken as an in dication that he aroused within her emotions of any kind whatever. It was certainly very difficult to know what to do. Many times had he almost taken ad vantage of a momentary silence on her part. Timescwithout Djumber had he nearly clasped her in his arms as she pirouetted past him; but she was too quick for him.. The boldest effort on his part had been made one evening after he had brought a friend to call upon her. Minna, Bob and the friend had all sat in the kitchen and pulled taffy. Next evening Bob said, sheep ishly; “Do you know, Minna, what Ikey was tellin’ me last night?” “How could I know without you told me?” returned Minna, with spirit. She was washing dishes and she clattered them in the pan. “He was asking me if I were going to marry you?” “And what did you tell him?” “Told him I didn’t know.” “That was right,” said Minna, swirl ing the dish-cloth around. “And he—he said I was a durned fool if I didn’t.” Minna went off into peals of laugh ter. Then she sobered up— “ Didn’t what?” “Didn’t marry you.” “So you would be—if you got the chance!” was the prompt reply. “That’s what I told him—if I got the chance; but I can’t get the chance,” de jectedly. “What right had you to tell him you couldn’t get the chance?” “’Cause you ain’t never give it to me.” ■ .“No, and I never will!” returned Min na, with emphasis. “Jes’ what I thought,” said Bob, dis mally. “Guess I’d better go. ” “Guess ye had,” remarked his hospitably. As she spoke she wiped out the dishpan and hung it up on the nail behind. “If I was you, I’d learn a few things before I came courtin’.” “But you’re a big sight cleverer'n me,” answered Bob, meekly. “That’s so,” said Minna, laconically, as Bob passed dejectedly out of the kitchen door. On thinking over the interview on the way home, Bob thought that on the whole he had not made much progress. \ few days later hope returned, ,r ed and smiling, ifctd Bob deter ake another a\ ■■•nt to se * ’ dusk of the early summer evening, he went thoughtfully across the field toward her father’s cottage, now softened of its daytime angularities, and, to Bob’s imagination, nestling confidingly in the trees. “House ain’t much like Minna.” he reflected, sadly. “Wisht I could think on some way to cotch her." As he walked, crushing down the moist grass, he revolved a dozen schemes in his mind, all of which had sooner or later to be dismissed as im practicable, in view of the uncertain nature of the damsel in question. If he could only be sure of how Minna would take anything. But he never could be. She was as wayward as the summer breeze. Suddenly, in the midst of his ponder ing, an idea came to him—a Heaven sent inspiration, so beautiful, so clever, that the cunning little god himself must have been hiding in a blue-bell along his path. Bob gave an emphatic clap to his leg, and the listening Cupid might have heard a short chuckle fol lowed by a delighted exclamation. “Gosh! But that’ll do it!” as the wooer sped along the path. Minna herself met Bob at the door, and gave him a chair outside, beneath a fragrant honeysuckle. She sat down near him on the doorstep, and leaned her head against the casement. She looked very pretty, her black eyes darkening the lids, and her face pale in toe dusky twilight; her hair curling in moist little ends around her small face. Bob looked at her, aud his heart failed him. But he remembered a certain Thomas Anderson, whom report said had lingered beneath the honeysuckle for the past few nights, and brought back his oozing courage. “They wuz talking about you last night down at the pump,” he remarked, with assumed cheerfulness. “Talkin’about me,” said Minna, an grily. “How dared they?” "Oh Lord!” gasped Bob to himself; “if she gets mad before I begin.” “They wuz sayin’—sayin’—” “Well?” sharply: “what wuz they sayin'?” "They wuz sayin’ how as you’d never marry anyone, you wuz that uncertain like and flighty-like ” “Who said that?” said Minna, turn ing wrathful eyes upon him. “I don’t exactly remember,” faltered Bob. “Most likely yourself!” disdainfully. Bob could not truthfully disown the remark, as he had made it frequently, in confidence, to his near companions in dhe village. So, after this unex pected home-thrust, he remained un comfortably silent. Minna pursued her advantage. “Nice doings, them, fur a man!” she went on contemptuously: “Talkin’ about girls when they can’t talk back for themselves.” If the reported conversation had not been wholly imaginary, Bob would have been stricken with remorse. As it was, however, although inwardly “they wuz talking about you.” trembling, he saw an opening and took it. “But I spoke back for you, Minna: I did.” “Oh you did, did you?” was the dis couraging comment. “Since it wuz you said the worst, seems to me it wuz all you could do.” “They said a Jot more’n 1 did,” Bob continued. with fictitious courage. “They said as how I needn’t be hang in’ around here, fur ye’d alius scorn me till the jedgment, and not marry me at all.” “There wuz some truth in their re marks,” remarked Minna, snubbingly. Bob gathered all his vanishing bold ness together for a final effort. “But there’s wusser nor that,” he said, with well-forced gloominess. “I said as how I knowed you would marry me—” “Who made you so wise?” interrupted Minna, sarcastically. “An’ a man bet me you wouldn’t; an’ —an’—l bet him you would.” “Beasts!” ejaculated the much-in censed Minna. “An’ 1 bet a fearful lot, Minna. Gosh! —l’m scared to think of it. If I got to give him all that money the farm’ull have to go, sure.” Minna looked up, frightened. “How much?” she asked, faintly. “Wonder how much she’ll stand?” Bob asked himself, perplexedly. Then he glanced at her tentatively. “I’m most afeard to tell you. It’s— it’s—gosh! Minna —it’s a hundred dol lars!” “Oh, my! ’’ejaculated Minna; “you nev er did!” “A hundred dollars!” repeated Bob, chokingly, and overcome by the feel ings he had aroused he buried his head in his hands. From this safe retreat BAY ST. LOUIS, MISS., SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 1893. he continued disjointed remarks, broken by emotion. “Don’t care for myself—(sigh). I don’t want to- live, anyway; but the farm’ll have to go, sure, and poor mother and father” (sob) — “Oh! no, no,” said Minna, tearfully. “They’re old, now, to start over again (a protracted sigh); but 1 kin work for ’em. I’ll do it; but—” nd Bob’s shoulders shook with nobly sup pressed emotion—“it’ll come hard to lose the old place now (sob), after all them years.” “Oh! don’t don’t, don’t. Bob! I can’t bear it!” gasped Minna, choking down the tears. “I’ll—l’ll ” Bob waited a moment Then he went on: “Poor sister can’t go to school, or nothing,” rocking himself to and fro in apparent deep grief; “an’ there’s no wood got for the winter, an’ ” —here he wept aloud, and, seeing this, Minna too wept aloud. “Oh! Bob,” she cried; “how could you be so—so —” and she burst again into tears. Bob restrained himself from embrac ing her, and shook his head dismally. “Dunno, Minna,” he said, in a chok ing voice; "but there ain't no hope for it now. It’s all got to go, farm an’ all!” “Never!” Minna said, hysterically. “I will marry you—l will!” “’Tain’t right to ask you,” Bob said, sadly and hypocritically. “You don't care nothin’ about me.” “I didn't afore,” said Minna, tearfully and shamefacedly; “but that was an awful lot of money to bet on me. I like you fur it, Bob, I do!” "An’ will you marry raeV” She nodded. “Thank you, Minna,” Bob saicL mournfully. “It’s awful good in you.” A moment elapsed before he started on the real business of courtship—he had to proceed carefully—and in that moment Bob looked up at a very jester of a twinkling star and silently ex changed with it a knowing and pro digious wink. Reading and Intelligence. Books cannot take the place of expe rience, even with those who can read as they should—that is, who can rely on themselves to "disembowel” a book accurately—a number which, even among reading men, is smaller than the world suspects. Masses of accurate knowledge existed in the world before books began—witness the older tri umphs of architecture and hydraulics— and much of it was handed from gen eration to generation, as the secrets of farming and cattle breeding are now, without any writing at all. Even knowledge, therefore, does not belong to the men of books, who in all depart ments rather preserve than create it, while efficiency seems almost to belong to those who study little. There are exceptions, of course, like Mr. Gladstone, who reads everything—though all his reading does not teach him history— but sway over mankind ha* not be longed principally to reader and has not unfrequently belonged to men who despised books, finding in themselves and their experience, or, in a few cases, in their own genius, better guides.— London Spectator. A Biblical Phrase. In many of the grandest of Scriptural phr ascs there is not a little suggestion of the simplicity of childhood, and on the other hand it not infrequently hap pens that some childish spefsjh reminds one of the utterances of the prophets of old. An instance of this was given not long ago by a lad of five or six sum mers. He had probably never heard the Biblical sentence wherein it is said of Jehovah that “He bowed the heav ens and came down;” but it was in much the same spirit that he asked his father: “Papa, why doesn’t the sky bend down when God stands up?” The chief difference was that between conscious and unconscious imagery.— Y’outh’s Companion. Mo Carriage. One of the most amusing instances of misunderstanding a word is told of an old churchwarden of Wallingford, Eng land. At one time the bishop of Oxford sent round to the churchwardens in his diocese a circular of various inquiries, among which was: “Does your officiating clergyman preach the Gospel, and is his conversa tion and carriage consistent there with?” To this the churchwarden of Walling ford replied: “He preaches the Gospel, but he does not keep a carriage.”— Youth’s Companion. Superstitions. A cynic was asked the other day if he objected to being one of thirteen at din ner. “I do under certain circumstances,” he replied,emphatically. “And those are?” “When there is only dinner enough for twelve.”—Youth’s Companion. —From researches on the effect of heat and pressure as applied to a cool ing orb, Mr. Clarence King, the well known American geologist, concludes that the age of the world does not ex ceed some 34,000,000 years. Alluding to this calculation, Dr. Andrew Wilson says that the period of years is “so en tirely unthinkable a number that no body may feel intellectually perturbed if a few millions more be ndd-'d or few millions be subtracted from the amount.” "FEARIjiEBS IN A T.T. THING'S.” THE WORLD’S FAIR CITY. Notes on Current Events at the Columbian Exposition. The Horrible Cold Storage Fire—Arrival of the Caravels and the Viking Ship —The Swedish Building and Its Future Purpose. (Special Chicago Correspondence. ( All Chicago, including guests and world’s fair visitors, is yet in the throes of horror produced by the lamentable fate of the victims of the recent fire at the cold storage building at Jackson park, and subscriptions are still pour ing in for the benefit of the families and dependents of the poor souls who met with such an awful death. The exact number of lives lost in the flames has not as yet been ascertained, but according to the latest information twenty-three charred and dismembered bodies were found in the ruins of the ill-fated building. The unfortunates were nearly all firemen, and the sad fate of their comrades has caused the deepest sorrow among the members of the department throughout the city. THE COLD STOBAGE BUILDING. Most of the bodies taken from the ruins were so thoroughly incinerated and disfigured that they were beyond recognition, and the mourning rela tives and friends of those who were known to have been lost in the flames were more deeply plunged ingiief by their inability to identify their dead, and the sad search among the black ened and broken corpses for even the faintest traces of husbands, fathers and brothers was pitiful in the ex treme. The building burned was not the property of the fair, as was quite gen erally supposed, but belonged to the Hercules Iron company of Aurora, 111. The loss occasioned by the fire was nearly a quarter of a million dollars, and has caused the company to make an assignment. The building was put up for the purpose of preserving per ishable supplies for the fair during the summer season, and was well stored with provisions for hungry and thirsty visitors. It also contained an ice-man ufacturing plant capable of freezing one hundred and twenty tons of ice per day, and an ice skating rink one hun dred and eighty feet long by eighty feet wide. Can ice—so called from the system employed in making it—was to be the principal production. Condensed steam, thoroughly . filtered, was to be used exclusively, making the ice posi tively pure. The plant was to supply only ten tons daily by a scries of sub merged pipes filled with pure water. For the safe keeping of eggs, butter and meat used in the restaurants sixty thousand cubic feet of space were used. This was divided into a great many sections, with ingenious ventilating de vices which were automatic and kept the rooms each at the desired tempera ture. All the processes of overcoming THE SWEDISH BUILDING. the natural heat of summer were to be shown, including the direct ex pansion, the brine circulation and the indirect circulation, where the air is cooled on the top floor and then dis tributed by means of fans. It required fifty thousand pounds of ammonia to operate the system, this product being used over and over again, and at the close of the exposition the fifty thou sand pounds would have been without loss in bulk. Great expectations had been based on the popularity of the skating rink. It was in the room next the roof. The ice was to be five inches thick, frozen by pipes of circulating brine placed close together. Balconies about the sides were erected for spectators and a band. The Hercules Iron company built all the labyrii th of pipes and tanks, and a German firm put in the boilers, said to consume the smoke, thus being capable of burning the very poorest coal. The loss of this building will bo severely felt by the concessionaires at the fair who depended upon it for sup plies during the heated term, and it Is highly probable that the destnotion of the supplies stored in it will occasion much inconvenience and some loss in various quarters. There is in this calamity a sugges tion which the fair authorities will doubtless heed, and that is the urgent need of fire escapes on the large build ing throughout the grounds and especially those which have elevators for carrying people to the roofs and higher stories. It is hardly probable that such another catastrophe will be visited upon the fair, in fact no such other dangerous building exists, but outside means of descent are quite as necessary on world’s fair buildings as on any others in which human beings are carried to great heights. Dividing the public interest with the foregoing calamity is the late arrival of the Columbus fleet and the Viking ship. A few days ago the Santa Maria, the Nina and the Pinta cast anchor in the basin before the White city, and following quickly in their wake came the Gokstab-find with her crew of hardy Norsemen. Such naval pomp and ceremony as was witnessed upon their reception was never before seen in Chicago, and possibly never be fore in the new world. The bosom of old Lake Michigan has been heaving considerably of late, and it might well heave with pride at such gorgeous dis plays as have been made upon it since the great fair was opened. From the time of their -landing at New York these strange vessels, which have been produced in the likenesses of the historic -craft of Erickson and Columbus, have been accorded the warmest receptions and have been feted and honored, and now that they have found safe harbor after their perilous voyages in the waters of ■lackson park they will be held as precious mementoes of the great navi gators who dared the anger of the elements to found anew civilization upon the shores of an unexplored world. The history of the caravels has been published broadcast during the last few months and has become familiar to all. The history of the modern Viking ship is of more recent date and will prove somewhat more interesting reading at this time. The ship Gokstab find was built about six months ago after the design of the originu’ ship which was unearthed some time pre vious from a Norwegian mound. It sailed some six or seven weeks ago from Christiania under the command of Magnus Anderson, a splendid specimen of Norse manhood, who had a crew of ” *- — THE VIKING SHIP. twelve of his countrymen equal in physique and daring to himself. In this ship, which was open to the ele ments and rigged in the most primitive fashion, these hardy mariners crossed the raging main and after many hard ships came safely to land, completing one of the most notable voyages ever made to this country. Here these worthy descendents of the ancient “creek-men” find many countrymen to welcome them and join with them in the general rejoicing over their safe arrival. When the world’s fair is over the immense temples dedicated to art, the sciences and commerce will be despoiled of their entrancing beauties, and the buildings themselves will be sold to some shrewd contractor, who will care fully pull them apart board for board and utilize the pile he accumulates in constructing other buildings—not so handsome but more useful. The Swed ish building will not suffer this com mon fate. Though it will be taken down it will again be reared in its present form. It will change its rest ing place, but will still remain in Chi cago. It has been bought by the Martin Luther college of Chicago, and when the grounds and airy bowers of Jack son park are deserted, and the place that was the center of the world for six months is only a memory, the building will be taken apart and removed to a pretty site in Martin Luther college ad dition in the northwestern part of Chi cago, seven miles from the courthouse. The building is a unique one, inasmuch as it can be taken apart and put to gether again as often as is desired with out injury to the building. It was made in Sweden, inspected by all who cared to see it, gently taken to pieces, each part marked and shipped to the world’s fair, where in a few days it stood forth as substantial a building as any. It may appear that the structure is something of an architectural toy, but this is not the case. Its dimensions are by no means small and the main tower is something over one hundred feet high. Attractive Foreigners. The natives in the Ceylon pavilion in the Woman’s building attract much at tention. The men wear their hair done up in a knot on the back of the head with a round comb, such as children used to wear, on the top. The women are petite, of delicate frame and fea tures and wear a great amount of jew elry. TERMS: tI.OO Per Annnm in Advance SHARKS AND SUCKtRS. How the Bl(t Fish Carry Around the Little Fish on Their Harks. The sharks in the marine sedtion of the aquarium play every day and all the day to biff crowds. The sharks do not seem to enjoy it much. There are only two of them left now; there were six at first, but the biffffcst one, a five* footer, and three of the smaller ones died. Chicago-made salt water does not seem to agree with them at all. Some folks who look at these sharks indulge themselves in the pleasing fancy that they are looking at real vicious man-eaters, regular monsters of the deep that go around amusing themselves by snapping legs off sailors. These fellows are no man-eaters, though; they are just common sand sharks caught in pound nets off the Car olina coast. They are of a species that seldom grows to be over five or six feet long. They could not eat a man if they tried, but they can make it lively for the fish in sight when they get hungry. But whether these sharks are man eaters or not they look exceedingly sharky and wicked. They are long and thin and clipper-like, and they flit about their tanks like evil shadows. They have curved mouths set away back under their inquisitive snouts, and the mouths have multitudes of needle-like white teeth. One of these sharks, the larger one, has a constant companion that causes a good deal of comment and guessing among visitors. It is a slender fish about eight inches long that has at tached itself, apparently by its teeth, to the smooth skin of the shark’s back. It sticks closer than a brother or a leech. Some of the visitors think it is a young shark. The guard will tell you that it is a pilot fish, but that shows that there are some things which even a Columbian guard does not know. The fish is what the Carolina fishermen call a sucker fish, a remora. If you ask Prof. Forbes of the fish commission ho will tell you that it is the ectieneis nau crates of linne. That is a pretty imposing name for so little a fish, but the creature itself is one of the most interesting of swim ining things. The remora has set in the top of its flat head an oval sucker plate, whereby it has an easy time. Tho remora attaches itself by this sucker plate to the first big fish that comes along and rides around just as lazily as a fat woman in a roller chair. What ever the big fish gets to eat the remora has also its share; it catches the crumbs and leavings. There is no fish that has more fun and an easier time than this remora. Some of the West Indians make this parasite work for a living though. They use him for an animated fishhook. They tie a string to his tail and let him into the water to swim around until he falls afoul of a turtle. Then when he has laid firm hold of the turtle the wise West Indian bags the whole outfit and sets his remora for another turtle. SOME STRANGE TRIPS. Odd Methods of Freak Traveler* Going t the Fair. The Columbian year is developing an unusual number of freak travelers. Every year the United States has its wheelbarrow pusher, who goes from Maine to California, or says he does, on foot; the traveler who sails from New York to Liverpool in a small boat; the long-distance horseback rider, and so on. This year the list is far longer than usual already and promises much. The most notable of the odd methods of getting to the fair is that of the Chad ron riders, but it is not the most unique of the lot offered up to date The prize offered in Texas for the milch cow that gets to the fair first with fifty pounds of good butter made on the way will bring out many contestants. It is con fidently expected by the promoters of the enterprise that it will result in the disposal at the Chicago stock yards of an immense drove of Texan cows. Not long ago two Colorado boatmen arrived in Kansas City, having started from Denver for the White City in a small open craft. They were doing well when last heard from, but the pull up the Mississippi from the mouth of the Missouri is starting the seams of their soulg on these warm July days. Bicyclists from California are on their way to the fair, and a woman from the far southwest scurried across the state last month footing it every step of the way from her home to Chicago It is reported that a girl out in Colorado now proposes to ride pellmell across lots through her own state, Kansas, Missouri and Illinois, in an effort to beat the record of Cowboy Berry, who won the Chadron race. Dozens of other novel plans of reach ing the fair will be presented before the Ist of September, but none will surpass, in its many odd features, the race of the milch eows from the Lone Star state. Colored People to Visit the Fair. August 25 will be colored people’s day at the world’s fair. It is expected that two hundred and fifty thousand Afro- Americans will pass through the gates during the four days of the convoca tion. Public-spirited Chicago men and women of the colored race are prepar ing for their reception. For over two months the committee has been work ing on u scheme to enable colored peon pie from all over the country to visit the fair. The details of the plan will soon be made public. NO. 34.