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i yed for Years After tie Crucifixion of Christ in a Fine
Country Dwelling Near Ephesus.
HER room of prayer is still preserved..
\ ves Have Kept !t a Secret for Fear of the Establish
ment of a Costly Shrine.
(Copyr: aht. W7. bv Rym «n Interview Syndicate.)
v ' ::X>;Ti *N. January la.—The house
Vir-rin Mary lived aft.r the
i :.ri.-t has b- tn found. Its dis
r. >: unexpected: for at Inter
. disappearance six ct nturi.^j
- N *-n thought that trace had
.f It. The house is in ruins,
is enough of it left ot show the
; led by the Virgin, and to In
wh.it must have been the daily
i in Catholic University 1 re
Mi'ton has received new; of it
hers of the Order of Laz rus.
• ’...ng» the credit of linding It.
. . th it the Virgin Mary, after
. of Christ. w<-nt with St. John,
pie whom Jesus loved.” to
,d there dwelt for the remr.n
r life. A house was built for her.
.s supported, it is believed. by
f her religion, who reverenced
* — “ ----—■
finest public buildings of the day. but u
was not supposed that such a handsome
structure could have been erected so far |
from town.
The house Is built upon the Homan
scheme of three sub-divisions. A room is
ii. the middle and one at each side of it. [
A v. stihul.' leads into the middle room.
The middle section is again divided,
n king it three rooms deep. The first is
an ante-chamber, where guests assem
1> !. ii re it is thought the apostles met
. - often as possible for consultation and
P .y r. The second room answered as a
•til ',- room, for there are the ruins of
.-inks around the wall. In the middle of
a large round basin, which must have
li.cn a foundation, , mid here, the weary
travellers were offered the refreshment
of the tlin.s They rested, bathed their
fi • and partook of olive.- figs and wine.
The third room is the most interesting
o'- all. it was the p’ace cf prayer of the
Virgin. It nov stands tin best preserved
There was a crowd of eighteen or
twenty men in the bar-room of the
hotel at the western terminus of the
stage line, and the hour was 9 o'clock
in the evening, when three men enter
ed with pistols in their hands and
walked over to where a middle aged
man sat in a chair tilted back against
the wall. A hush fell upon the room
at once.
“Throw up your hands!” command
ed the leader of the trio, as he halted
before the man referred to.
Up went the man's hands. He was
in no great hurry about it, and yet he
lost no time.
"S’arch him fur weepins!”
A second man stooped forward and
passed his hands over the man in the
chair, but found nothing.
"What does this mean. Bill?” asked
the landlord, finding his woice at last.
“Wall,*this is Tenderfoot Charlie,”
was the reply; “the feller that killed
Abe Shotwell over at St. Claire last
“Sure of it?”
“Sartin sure.”
“And what are you goin' to do with
“Hang him to a limb! The boys will
be yere purty quick.”
The man in the chair lowered his
hand and searched for a match to light*
his pipe. All looked at him, but he
hadn’t a word to say. He smoked and
looked around in a careless way, and
finally Bill remarked:
“Hev ye nuthin’ to say, Charlie?”
“Nuthin', 'cept thar’ won’t be any
hangin’,” was the answer.
"But you bet thar’ will be! Thar’s
the boys with the rope, Stranger, thar's
goin’ to be a leetle exhibishun out on
the squar’. and it’s free to all. Cum
along, prisoner, and if ye try any tricks
on me it'll be death by shootin’!”
The prisoner was marched out. and
everybody followed. About thirty men
had gathered outside, and the crowd
tramped down the street and around
the corner to th<' public square. There
was a tree in the middle of the square,
and under the tree a barrel. When the
noose had been flung over his head and
General Post-Office May Provide Bicycies and
Costumes for its Country Postmistresses.
A Thousand Pretty Girls in Blue Uniforms Speeding
With the Mail Bags.
“We are contemplating tho adoption of
a uniform," said one of the highest officials
of the General Postoffice, "for our wo
man postmasters—our postmistresses.
“This is brought ai>out and rendered nec
essary by the introduction of tho ‘special
delivery letter’ which is now it distinct
and important feature of our postal work.
“In the large cities, where there are let
ter carriers, there is one squad appointed
for tho work of tho special letters. These
carriers take tho letters as they come in
to the sub-stations and deliver them.
They go on foot, as the routes are short
and the trips are quickly made. Rut in
the smaller postoftices there is no pro
vision made for the special delivery letter.
“Recently a special letter was mailed to
a remote postotllee in Virginia. The post
mistress there received tlie letter, noted
its special delivery stamp, and set about
having it delivered. Its destination was
a country house two miles distant. It lay
along the road where Mrs. Charles Dana
Gibson happened to be visiting, and as sho
had plenty of mail, one of her servants
was asked to carry it along. The letter
was delivered to him. lit: took it home,
and after his noonday dinner put it in
——-ZK IT-1
I the then living head of their be
• y r> after her death there w>re
cords of hir doings In E
riture as there was abound*
nets to h> r and her ways.
• h> Good
there was abundant proof un
! T.ituro there w unfortun
* Io< tt n was destroyed by a
lity of accident. One writer,
who aet tl as the posthu
nfc. r of the Virgin, went to
Id -eriblng the house aceti
• I<1 ■ ich door and window
t ■ rd picture of the oratory
d every hour in the day.
th. tr. nuscrlpt of Paglio
:f. and only loose sera
I I*
d r When the story is
t fi tt up It Is engaged in a de
-■ r :* n of the Virgin. In
• i ri*l olives, surrounded
dt r or hedge of laurels. The
would have located the
1 t. las! they were gone!
emb* r, while reading his re
; with n ed fervor, look
a i mother anniversary of tho
< iri-t, one of the I^zarlst fath
re.1 an old book which gave
of the home of the Virgin
ly than any oth« r. The good
r ivi I to investigate, and. taking
• scientific men. he start d
i t ruined oitv of Ephesus to
.rch ft w. * found. It is situ
t thickly wooden plateau, the
shtingnles. about eight mil* s
vtll ge. and so well isolat**d
y irs that the people who
tewi ' eyond knew not of it.
■ wrs a t rritorv of ten square
> woods-people, although
v from renenition to generation
* r* \ * tv need. have k«'pt
!' is iid they feared the es
shrlne and the taking
>f the Lfiz trtu fathers it
T th i*. 'pi. .*n the hill have
.f in the house of the Vir
en..rd.Hl the secret to the
h ting the tall trovs around
became known and of
ids leading to the hill is
t the Virgin, because it
road that Miry travelled
v -kly on errands of mercy:
a spreading grove >? oak
Woods of the Virgin, be
te dally administered to the
^ very tine one. even In its
was known that St. John built
o Virgin ^ind modell.tl it
gymnasium of Athens, one of the
of tny of the house. The people passing
it p. use to reverence it. an<l it has be
me a shrine that Is perpetually wor
,j., d. Nothing remains in the ruins ex
• pt a standing cross and a broken® bench.
Tin house w.ls lighted from the top. It
was only one story high.
The sleiping room of the Virgin was
>. vi re simplicity itself. There was a long,
low bed. This still stands in place. It
W:ls a stone shelf on one side of the room.
(.•!■; .site it thi r. was a stone settle, and
at ene end a rude table might have been
a place of worship.
The room on the left of the house was
what we would call the kitchen. Here
t . Virgin lived unattended save by those
whom she befrli mled: and here she cock
id her simple meals and administered to
: such :f her daily wants as wt re abso
luv neeessitl s. The tales of h, r, drawn
r. h: tantlv from the country folk, as told
t<> ta to generation aft. r gi neratlon. say
that she often had large gatherings of
1* r ns. most of whom were needy. All
foil-.were Of the faith gathered there on
her birthday. This is stiil observed by
tho country folk, who mok< the A ire In’s
birthday their principal midsummer iioll
The cooking ut. rslls of the Virgin were
consisted of two large Hat stem s, a jug.
■ large mugs of a peculiar reddish compo
sition. anil t! t plates that r> semble our
comi>osition of tin. They were strong,
however, and were neither Brittle nor
llexible. A hollowed-out stone, stained
with a dark substance, must have been
the lamp used in those days.
Tl:e discov. ry of the home of the Virgin
m ■> lead to th“ establishment of another
Mecca, or a shrine of healing like Lour
des. it is found that the persons dwelling
there have health to a marvellous degree.
• My wife is not afraid of nitre.
And from a rat she never ran.
Thi speaker wore a yellow skir.—
In fact, he was a Chinaman.
M stress—This piecrust is altogether
too short. Mary.
Mary—I know it mmu: hut me cous
in the p'ilceman. he do be bavin so
Ut*le tini" o' nights. .Mum.—Buffalo
■ —-o—--- *
\V, ary Watkins -S'rose vou had vour
j ehoteo—all you could eat f> r a month, er
.,11 \ou could drink-which would you
J take?
Hungry Higgins—It would wind up in
my .lyin' either of starvation er the de
j lirium tr, mens. I dunuo which.—Indtan
! anolIs Journal.
drawn tight, the man caned mil sung
“Now. then, hev you any remarks to
make before the bar’l is kicked away?”
“I'd just like to say that thar' won’t
be any hangiu’,” replied the mau.
“Don’t joke in the presence of death!"
“Say, now, who you got yere!” called
a voice in the crowd.
“Tenderfoot Charlie!” chorused a
dozen men.
“Jest wait a minit!”
“Jest wait a minit!”
A man advanced, took the lantern
and held it up to the prisoner’s face,
' and then cried out: j
“Wall, you are a nice crowd! That’s
no fliuro Tenderfoot Charlie than I be. i
Don’t nobody kick that bar’l!”
“Stranger, who be you?” asked Bill, ^
as he came forward.
“Joe Strong.” was the reply.
"Why, the feller who has just been i
'lected to the Legislachur’?”
“The same.”
"Then, why in Texas didn’t you say j
“Then, why in Texas didn’t ye ask
me? Besides, I’d a leetle rather be
I hanged than go to the Legislachur’.
an’ so ye kin go ahead with yer
chockin’!” j
They didn’t, however. It was Bill’s
treat, and, considering the size of the
crowd and the amount of water in the
; whisky, it was well done.
A primary teacher In a Watervliet Sun
day school took for a subject. "The Lord
| loveth a cheerful giver.” She Inquired if
any one knew what it meant, when a little
four-year-old boy said:
••Miss L-, I know what that means.”
"Well. George Edwin, what Is it?”
• It means give a whole lot and don't
cry over it.”—Troy Times.
".lust thirty years ago to-day,” said the
old soldi, r. "the. top of my head was graz
ed by a bullet."
"There isn't much grazing there now. is
there, grandpa?" was the comment of the
youngest grandchild and as the old gen
bed bis bare poll he had to ad
mit th< correctness of the assertion.—In
j diunapolis Journal.
Businian—Do you want to do a little
j work for me? j
W. iry Wiggins—No, sir! I never work
for any man.
Businian—I'm sorry. I just wanted you
to work the growler for me.
| (Wiggins faints.)—New York Truth.
"Naw.” said Tommy. "I ain't workln* 1
the good little boy racket this Christmas;
not much. I tried it bus' Christmas.”
"Did they get onto you?" asked Jimmy, j
• Naw. they didn’t git onto me. but hey
thought I was in earnest an’ went an1
bought me a dinky lot of Sunday school
books an’ a set o' chess-men."—Indianapo- j
i lis Journal. 1
nis pocKfl, went an rwauu ujj 1110
road, and finally delivered the letter, some
three hours late. The postmistress ex
plained that there was no other way of
sending the letter. If she had trusted it
to tho uncertain mercies of a village l>oy it
might never have reached its destination.
“Toiegnuws, on the other hand, are dif
ferently managed. The telegraph station
is in tho railroad dej>ot and the ticket
agent works the machine. Telegrams are
easily sent by some of tho hangers-on of
the depot.
"There are upward of a thousand post
mistresses in the United States. They
are in the smallest of hamlets, where the
postal revenue Is not worth more than a
hundred dollars a year, but tho letters
must be attended to just as carefully. The
mall is small, not enough to pay a man
for attending to it. yet very easily man
aged by a woman in connection with her
household enlres. Miss Louise Imogen
Ouiney found it easy to lie postmistress
and a literateur at tiie same time. But
that was before the special delivery letter
became so common.
“Our solution of tho difficulty is to pro
vide tiie postmistress with naans for get
ting around the country rapidly. With a
bicycle she could cover five miles of coun
try in half an hour. If site were even an
ordinary oyclionne, and be back to her
post within an hour from leaving. Most
of tho dintances are two or three miles,
too long and slow for walking, but very
accessible with a bicycle.
“Country postoffices can bo closed at
any time, so long as not locked at mal!
hours or long enough to arounse the im
patience of the villagers. And the post
mistress. upon receiving a letter decorated
with the long blue stamp, could lock her
door, Amount her wheel and ride away to
deliveP'her letter. In this way she could
make .her postolllee very important and
eventually lead to more business and an
increase of pay.
“The matter of the bicycle Is one easily
arranged. There have been so many
bought by the different departments of
public service that the purchase of the
few needed for the country postmistresses
would be nothing remarkable. But the
complication arises In the matt, r of dress.
“The postmistress< > do not now dress in
uniform. As they need not go outside of
their office there is no necessity for it. But
as soon as they become carriers this is
changed. They need some distinguishing
“The I'nited States mail is a thing that
cannot bo delayed, it tnk. s precedence
over everything except the tire engine,
and perhaps over that. A thorough test
case of thy right of way between the
Pnited States mail and the tire depart
ment hits never been brought up to the
satisfaction of either party. But the mail
has prece«l' nee over every other branch
of traffic upon the public highway.
"The bicycle postmistresses would find
a uniform very helpful in the delivery of
! special letters. Going on a bicycle along
any road, they would be helped und not
hindered by the wearing of the blue. The
well known color, with its touches of
black braiding, would proclaim the errand
of the rider and all would turn out to
make way for her.
"In many localities there is still a preju
dice against the bicyclist The cad on
casters takes up too much space. He is
in the way. His boll and his light frighten
horses; he himself has an unpleasant way
of skirting one's wheels at danger of get
ting caught In its revolutions. Few driv
ers make room for the cyclist; none turn
out for him.
"The United States mall as carried by
the bicycle postmistress, would arouse in
terest and create respect. Peoplo would
stand still to see her go by; the best
places on the road would open up to her;
paths would be smoother In anticipation
of her coming and front gates would un
look as she approached. The prom; mess
with which she could deliver the mail
would convince all of the policy In making
her way easy.
“The uniform proposed Is a loose bloom
There Is an island in Slumber Sea,
Where the drollest things are done,
And we will sail there, if the winds are
Just after the set of the sun.
'Tis the loveliest place in the whole
wide world,
Or anyway, so it seems;
And the folks there play at the end of
each day >(
In a curious show called “Dreams."
We sail right into the evening skies,
And the very first th.ng we know,
We are there at the port and ready for.
Where the dream folks give their
And what do you think they did last
When I crossed their harbor bars.
They hoisted a plank on a great cloud
And teetered among the stars.
And they sat on the moon and swung
their feet
Like pendulums to and fro;
Down Slumber Sea is the sail for me,
And I wish you were ready to go%
For the dream folks there on this curi
ous isle,
Begin their performance at eight;
There are no encores, and they close
their doors
j On every one who is late.
The sun is sinking behind the hills.
The seven o’clock bells chime;
| I know by the chart that we ought to
If we would he there in time.
O. fair is the trip down Slumber Sea;
' Set sail and awa/ we go:
The anchor is drawn, we are oil ana
To the wonderful Dream-Town show.
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
“After all." said the Cumminsvlllo sago,
“there is not so great a difference between
me and a dude.”
">To?" said the grocery loafer.
“Xo. lie wears bis clothes worn well,
and mine aro well worn."—Cincinnati l.n
1 quirer. ___
A Husband ami „ Wife De.ert Their Lawful
Partners anil Limn- From the Islamls.
San Francisco, January 15.—Th4
Monowai brought the news of a sensa
tional elopement from Honolulu as tho
result of which two homes have been
made unhappy by the principal parties
of the scandal. On board tho steam
er Coptic,^ which sailed from Honolulu
tor ban lr ranciseo on New Year's Day
were Charles Dillard W.bon and Mrs’
W. W. Dirnond. Both have left Ha^
waii probably never to return. Mrs.
Dimoud leaves behind her a husband,
w’ho is broken down by her unfaithful
ness, and a little girl four years of
On New Year’s Day. 1S93, just two
years to the day of his departure,
Charles Dillard Wilson arrived in
Honolulu from Seattle. He was accom
panied by his bride.Miss Jennie French,
; whom ho married in Seattle the night
before his coming to Hawaii. Wilson
came here as a drummer iu the gov
! ernment band. He afterward ob
tained employment as a bookkeeper in
1 Hebron’s drug store. Both he and hia
wife were familiar with theatricals,
though they may never have been on
the stage. When the play "Jane" waa
suggested as a suitable piece for ama
teurs to produce at the opening of
the new’ Opera House, Mrs. Dirnond
sought an Introduction to Wilson and
asked him to take part. To this ho
readily consented and he was cast for
the character of William, who, in tho
play, makes love to Jane, the role as
signed to Mrs. Dirnond. After tho
third rehearsal their love making on
the stage was not acting. It was real.
And the stronger his love grew for Mrs.
Dimoud the more ho neglected his wife.
The more he was talked with regard
ing Ills abuse of his wife, the more ho
maltreated her. On one occasion Wil
son choked his wife nearly to death
and she was in the hands of a doctor
for some days afterward. After this
treatment she lost her mind temporar
i ily. When the Frawley company left)
j for San Francisco Mrs. Wilson was
' a passenger on the sam and
l .
c-r costume, with straight coat, a tils
could be made of the material used for
letter carriers’ suits and decorated in a
similar way. The uniform could be pro
vided at a low price to all postmis
"The matter of bloomers is not absolute
ly arbitrary and could lie waved in case
of great prejudice against it. But those
who want to ride rapidly favor the bloom
er costume, and the postmistress would
find herself not at all conspicuous In it.
The fact that she need not parade in pub
lic in the costume would be a j*olnt in its
favor. It could be used exclusively for
the -delivery of the special letters. A
small mail bag would be strapped across
the shoulders.
"The bicycle special delivery was sug
gested to us,” said the postal official, "in
a letter written by the postmistress of a
Maine postoffice. On communicating with
others we found universal approval."
"I believe I saw you coming out of a
rum shop this afternoon," said the Rev.
Mr. Wilgus.
"I guess you did " said the parishioner.
"On business. I may hope?"
"No: I will be candid with you. T went
in to get a drink. You so*-, it was tills
way. I had a plugged quarter passed on
"And there are only two places a man
can get rid of a plugged quarter: a church
and a saloon. And. of course, I didn’t
want to pass it on the contribution box.
"Ah!"—Indianapolis Journal.
First Club Steward—"Say, how did you
come out in your Christmas box?" Sec
ond Club Steward (gloomily)-'Short. I
slid in $10 myself to make it heavy and
draw more; but when I opened it. day
after Christmas. t!|cro was only $0.U
there, all told."—Puck
<;ooi> i iitfcH.
Every mrin thinks he understands wo
men jierf. tly, until he falls in love with
! one.—Life.
A man never r* illz* s what ti hard world
| this Is until he fails off Ills bicycle.—I*h|l
| udelphla Record.
The man who claims that the world
owes him a llvit.-f is upt to l»e more or
less in doubt himself.—Puck.
Berham—"It took threr. hours for our
parade to pass given point." Mrs. Ber
ham—“Was the giv* n point u saloon?”—
Rivers—"! see by tie fashion item in the
paper that shirt bosoms are to be made
shorter." Brooks—"That's a good thing.
I have oft* 1 thought you wore your shirt
bosoms too long."—Chicago Tribune.
T*?aeher—“Billy, can you tell me the dif
ference b.tw*n c.t itlon and cowardice?”
Billy—"Yes. rnaain. When you're afraid
yourself, then that's caution. But when
the other follows afraid, that's cow
ardice.''—Harper's Bazar.
Teacher—"Who was it that said. 'I
1 would rather be right than be Presi
dent?” A long pate. "Come, don’t you
know. It sticks to your shots when you
walk in the fields sometimes. Well, Wil
lie. what was his name?" Willie—"Mud."
—Philadelphia Record.
"Perhaps the little girl would like a
talking doll.” suggested the salesman at
the toy stand. "I think I would.” said
* the little Boston girl, speaking for her
self. "If you have any that can talk In
telligently. 1 could not endure one ^hat
' giggles."—Chicago Tribune.
• Now, there’s old Squallop. I reckon
he’s the stingiest man in the United
States, and he’s got money to burn. I be
lieve he expects to take It with hint when
1 he dies." "Well, if ho does take It with
, him he'll certainly have a chance to burn
j it."—Clticugo Tribun®.
it is the opinion or Imr iriemi m r*
' that she will not return.
When bis wife was gone a load was
lifted from Wilson's mind and hr de
voted himself so ai- iduonsly to Mrs.,
I Dimond that her husband's suspicions
were aroused, and the" being confirm
ed subsequently a separation was ef
fected and the guilty pair left the Isl
Mrs. W. W. Dimond Is the wife of
the eldest son of the lute Den. W. H.
Dimond and grandson of the late John
Thomas Waterhouse, of Honolulu ami
Cedar Rapids, Iowa.
The bankruptcy c-airf ,:|n i-oa t HlK9
delightfully naive r- •••iml* rs. ,,,w- dr,
is It possible,” angrily demanded t:>* op
posing counsel to the t. ,. ki i ’. 1,1 hv<»
In the luxurious styl* you hav*- uff*-* t*-d
on *2.000 a year?” Th* win. s r.-plh-d.
with an air of Justifiable prld- th.n tint
| "was a problem to which !■■■ ha l *!• >"t*
. considerable time In th* inter* t of social
| economy, and the re-alt *»f hn hume •>
: efforts were now h* for* tho court. —Fan
Francisco Argonaut.
Teacher—Well. Hilly, did you give any
Christmas presents thi> ,r’
of ears, mamma a jck-ln-t-i* -cox. gr m -
pa a kite, ard grandma a r*.* king hor- .
Teacher—Did they -* < m to enjoy them.
Billy—Well. I KU'fs *h*>'
ought to have h-.*vl - "• m laugh when I
said I'd let them k* ep th* lr things In my
nursery.—Harper ' F,zar
Wife—Oh, Jack. th- mice have been at
my New Year bun /
Brute—Oh. well, there’s lots more where ,
they came from. _ , M
I Wife-Put th.-y are all the buns I baked. ■
| Brute—I meant mice.—Sew iork Presajj

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