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VOLUME VII.
NUMBER 1.
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TH IC OLD CHURCHYARD.
Breathe soft and low, O whispering wind,
Above the tangled grasses deep,
Where those who loved
long ago
Forgot the world and fell asleep.
No towering shaft or sculptured
Or mausoleum's empty pride,
Telle to the curious
Their virtues, or
/
i passer by
the time they died.
I count the old familiar names,
O'ergrown with moss and lichen gray,
Where tangled brier and creeping vine
Across the orumbling tablets stray.
The summer skv is softly blue;
The birds still sing the sweet, old strain;
But something from the summer time
Is gone, that will not come again.
80 many voices lia ve been hushed—
L songs have ceased for aye—
mds I used to touch
hearts of day.
The mossy world reoodes from
I cease to hear its praise or
The mossy marbles echo back
No hollow sound
s 1
80 many
Are folded
blame;
empty fame.
l only know that, calm and still,
They sleep beyond life's
Beyond the fleet of sailing clouds,
Beyond the shadow of the vale;
only feel that, tired ami a
I halt upon the highway bare,
And
and wail,
gaze with yearning eyes beyond
Helds that shine supremely fair.
Tot
HO HOB.'
born and
brought up in this city of Bordeaux,
France, bought him a dog, and mar
ried him a wife, in the reign of the
Sixteenth Louis. His dog was a large,
brown, shaggy creature, which uiany
called ugly; but nobody ever applied
that epithet to Pierrot's wife, who
was young, sylph-like, pretty and fas
cinating. Jacques loved two creatures
—so he said, at least—his dog aud his
wife. Wo mention the dog first, be
cause he always did, and it was one of
his two loves which he first pro
cured.
Now, though Jacques loved both
dog and wife, and the dog seemed to
love both master and mistress, the
wife, for some reason, did not love
both husband and dog, bul disliked the
latter exceedingly, perhaps because she
fancied he divided affections that should
havebeeu all her own.
"Jacques," she would frequently say
to him, "now do sell that ugly brute,
if you can find anybody fool enough to
buy bim- 7 -or, if not, give him away.
He is only in the way here, and eats
as much as you or I."
"Now, my dear Jeanette," Jacques
would reply, "you'd be oue of the
sweetest and most reasonably little
beauties iu the world, if you'd only
appreciate poor Bobon, who's a dog
that knows as much as either of
Jacques Pierrot,, who
us.'
"Speak for yourself, Master Jacques,
and not for me! It's no great com
pliment to the dog to say he knows as
much as you. But if he knows ten
times as much, of what
be to us? for he takes all out, and
brings nothing in." •
"But I like company, Jeanette."
"Well, haven't you me?"
"Y
about tie city
"I wish I could, and make a nightly
report for your benefit."
"Yes, but I don't waut any report,
and so prefer the dog, who's always
discreet and keep a civil tongue. Aud
then, Jeanette, you know he guards
the house at night!"
"Guards fiddle-sticks, Jacques! Why,
we've nothing for anybody to steal!"
"But the thieves don't know that.
would he
—but you can't follow me all
Bobon does."
. And then, if some
my dear, you
of the rascals should happen to hear
you talking so sweetly to me, who
knows but they'd carry you off, and
leave me to break my heart in solitude?
You see I got Bobon for some pur
pose—I don't exactly know what—but
it'll turn up some day as sure as I'm a
prophet." *
"Pshaw! you're a fool, Jacques!"
"I know it, but I can't help, it, any
more that you can help being so sweet
and pretty."
"Well there, Jacques,
would generally wind up, with a kiss,
"you are a dear, good soul, so you are;
and if you'd only promise to love me
best, you may keep Bobon as long as
you like."
This kind of colloquy generally took
place as often as once, sometimes
twice, a week—Jeanette beginning
with a firm determination to get rid of
the dog, and ending with permission
for him to remain
Jeanette
long as he and
hiB master might think proper.
The subject of this familyjblokering
was a very sagacious animal, who be
haved himself as all gentlemuuly dogs
snould.
His master did not stretch
the truth a great deal when he said
Bobon knew as much as Tiimself or
wife—for the dog was a remarkable
dog, and would seem to comprehend
many things like a ^rational human
being.
wrangle about himself, he would steal
sorrowfully away uuder the bed or un
der the table, and there, with his
lange, bright, noble-looking brown eyes
fixed earnestly upon the contending
parties, would seem to listen anxiously
for the conclusion; and tlivn, if favor
able to himself, as it generally was,
he would come forth wagging his tail,
and look up cheerfully, almost Immaii
ly, into the faces of both.
Time rolled on. France became as a
troubled ocean, and a perfect tornado
of human passion swept madly over
the ship of state. The good but vacil
lating king master was put under
hatches, and a monstrous and bloody
insanity took the helm, and ran the
old, leaky, and crime-laden vessel upon
the breakors of faction, wliero she
speedily became a wreck, and engulfed
hundreds of thousands of human beings
who had embarked in her for the vo;
age of life.
Speaking without figure, the bloody
epoch known as the reign of terror had
For instance, during the
begun in in France, and thousands of
all classes and ages were being daily
dragged to prison and dungeons, to be
thence conveyed to reeking guillotine
and sinking hulks,
spots of fiendish massacre.
But so far, Jacques and Jeanette,
though often horrified at what they
saw and heard, remained unmolested;
and Bobod »tili kept them company;
and, at last, eyen Jeanette went so far
as to say she was glad the noble brute
was with them, and that she would
not part with him for any money.
Jacques Pierrot was a smith by
trade—which was a good business in
those days when fetters, cliains, bolts,
swords, axes, knives and firearms were
in such constant requisition—and be
lieving himself as safe at the forge as
elsewhere,, he kept steadily at work
from day to day, minding his own busi
ness, giving everybody a civil word,
and venturing no opinion on any sub
ject. Bobon regularly accompanied
him to and fro from his work; and as
Jacques was rather systematic and
precsse on certain points, Jeanette
might look at a certain minute for
them coming up the street to their
meals.
One day as the supper hour drew
near, Jeanette glanced at the clock,
and then quickened all her motions,
for she was a little behind time with
the meal, and as Jacques was always
so punctual, she prided herself on al
ways being ready for Him at the min
ute.
to some open
At length the viands stood smoking
on the table; and, looking up again at
the clock, Jeanette was surprised to
perceive the minute-hand had passed
the hour without Jacques being pres
ent.
"What can detain him?" she mur
mured, with a strange dread of evil
creeping over her, as she hurried to the
door aud looked anxiously down the
street. "Not to be seen, either," she
continued with nervous anxiety; "what
can it mean? Mon DieuI if they should
have taken kim away to prisonl" and
Jeanette clasped her hands upon her
heart and staggered back into the
house
Five, ten, fifteen minutes passed
away, and yet no Jacques, This sus
pense was not to be borne; better the
reality, however fearful; something
terrible must have happened, and
throwing a light shawl over her head,
Jeanette Hew down to the smithery.
The doors were open—the fires were
burning—but no Jacques was there.
She made hurried aud anxious in
quiries of the passers by; but they
scarcely heeded her, for that was not a
judicious time for anything, about
matters of state or about individuals,
who mysteriously disappeared.
At length the distress of Jeanette
attracted the attention of an old wom
an In the vicinity, who, after some
questioning, informed her that the
smith had been marched off between
two rough looking men, who might be
officers of the Revolutionary Com
mission.
"Oh, Mon DieuI Mon DieuI my poor,
dear Jacquesl" cried the half frantic
wife, wringing her hands. "As I
feared, he has been taken to prison,
and I will follow him and die with
himl"
But it was ao easy for the unhappy
Jeanette to follow the missing Jacques,
simply because she knew not where to
go; and 110 one, not even the old wom
an, could tell her whither he had been
taken. So she finally went home in
great distress to wait for another day
or some tidings of him; but she had
scarcely entered the house when she
heard Bobon scratching and whining
at the door. The moment she admit
ted him he flew to his master's vacant
seat at the table, put his fore paws
upon it, looked up sorrowfully in her
face and gave utterance to a low,
mournful cry.
"Where Is your master, Bobon?"
said Jeanette, in tears.
Tlie dog jumped down, with a slight
bark, and ran to the door.
It then occurred to Jeanette to let
him out and follow him. This she
did. and he led her to the massive gate
of the main prison of Bordeaux.
Tremblingly she knocked at the gate;
and ol the porter who opened the
wicket she inquired if Jacques Pierrot
was confined within The maii^gruffiy
replied that he didn't know, and didn't
care to know, and advised the fair
questioner to go about her business.
Thus repulsed, poor Jeanette sat
down by the gate and cried for an
hour, the noble dog stumling beside her
all the while, and looked the sorrow
which he had no language to express.
When at last Jeanette got up and
went home with a heavy heart, the
intelligent animal accompanied her to
the door, and then bounded away to
take his post at the prison gate, and
watch for an opportunity to get in to
his master.
Jeanette passed a sleepless night,
praying for the deliverance of him sliq
loved. The next morning at daylight
she again repaired to the prison, but
Bobon
further inquiries for her husband, and
learned that he was imprisoned within,
but could not be communicated with
till after the trial, which would take
place whenever the authorities should
see proper. What the charges were
against him her informant either did
not know or would not tell. P
Jeanette after this remained most of
the day at the gate of the prison, but
heard nothing more concerning her
husband, and saw nothing more of
Bobon.
He barked and whinned, rubbed hla
head against her knees, looked wistfully
not to be seen. She made
The evening following the dog re
turned to her and acted very strangely.
and keenly into her face, and occasion
ally put up a paw fo his neck as if to
remove the collar. Whenever Jeau
etee would open the doer as before for
him to conduct her to his master, he
would catch hold of her dress with his
teeth &iid
ively, and then go through with all his
strange motions again. Did he wa nt
to communicate something, poor fel
law?
At last it occurred to Jeanette that
his collar might hurt him, and she pro
ceeded to remove it. The dog stood
perfectly still until she had accom
plished lier purpose, and then Joyously
whinned, wagged his tail, and skipped
out playfully. But there appeared to
be something wrong about the collar;
and Jeanette would have buckled It
again, only that, whenever she at
tempted it, the poor brute would
cipuch down and howi so mournfully
as to cause her to desist.
Suddenly, in turning the collar over
in her hand, Jeanette, to her great
surprise and delight, espied a few
words scratched along the centre, as it
might be with a sharp stone or nail.
With a palpatating heart Bhe immedi
ately set to work to decipher them,
and soon, with such feelings as only
one in her station might experience,
made them out. as follows;—
"Fasten a bit or pencil anil paper to the collar,
jk to Jacques."
Trembling Jeanette qpt to work to
comply with the request of her poor,
dear, Imprisoned husband, and as soon
as this was accomplished, the dog pa
tiently permitted her to buckle on the
collar, and rushed with a bark and a
bound through the door open for his
exit.
That night and the next day passed
slowly away, without the anxious wife
hearing anything more from her hus
band; but the night ensuing the dog
came back; and on removing his col
lar, she found, penciled on the paper
she had sent, the 'following hopeful
note:
back and howl plaint
au'i let Bobon
"I'm confined iu an uppe r celL The
grated window is towards the east.
Between the prison and an open space
beyond is a high wall. There's a fine
saw down at the shop, among my small
best tools, made from the main-spring
of a watch. Send me that coiled in the
collar of Bobon. I always told you 1
bought that dog for something, aud
now I know for what. I think I can
cut the bars and lower myself into the
yard. The second night from this, at
2 o'clock precisely, throw one end of a
rope over the wall, and fasten the
other, so that I can draw myself up, if
I happen to get out—and, with the
saints' blessing I may. I don't know
what I'm charged with, and I don't
believe anybody does; but the place has
a guillotine feel about it, and I'd rather
be off with you and Bobon. I'm
not veiy closely watched. Don't fail
me, and soon I hope your arms will
cla8pyour poor Jacques."
It is needless to follow out the result
in detail. The saw was found and se
creted in the collar of Bobon, who,
true to an instinct amounting to reason,
flew back to the prison, and awaited
hia chance of dodging in at the first
gate. Terribly excited were the
hours passed by Jeanette, till the time
came for her to act, and to be made
happy with success, or rendered
wretched by failure.
At 1 o'clock of the eventful night
which was to witness her happiness or
misery, the trembling and half-fainting
wife took her station in the deep
shade of the eastern wall of the prison,
with a rope coiled in one hand ami
Bobon, who had joined her a few
hours before, now standing quietly and
patiently by her side. Oh I how her
poor heart beat! and how every sound
made the bleod leap aud her nerves
thrill?
At last the great clock of a neigh
boring cathedral Btruck heavily and
solemnly the hour of 2. No longer
trembling, but nerving herself for the
great purpose she had in view, Jean
ette quickly poised the coil in her
hand; and, holding thinly to one of it
with her left, sent it upward, with a
sincere prayer, into the air, and heard
a faint, dull sound as it struck on the
other side.
Was he there? Somebody was—for
in less than a minute, she felt a slight
pull upon the rope. Quickly fastening
her end around her body, she grasped
it with both hands, aud thus held
against the heavier strain that fol
lowed. Harder and heavier became
the strain upon the rope; but, throwing
herself agaiust the walls she still held
firmly, till she felt the cord suddenly
loosen; and then, looking upward, lier
heart leaped to her mouth as she be
held a dark figure upon the top of the
wall. A minute later, Jacques stood
safe beside her, having run down along
the rope, which he had taken the pre
caution to fasten on the other side be
fore making his ascent.
No word was now spoken—not a
whisper—even the dog remained silent.
Grasping the hand of Jeanette, Jac
ques stealthily, silently and hurriedly
led her away, through one dark and
narrow street after another, till he
reached a place of safety. The next
day a search was made for him, but he
managed to keep himself secreted till
after the Reign of Murder had ceased
to be; and then he came forth from his
hiding-place and made a boast of his
own cunning, his wife's devotion, and
h 8 dog's sagacity.
't understand why women
dress that way," said a man pointing at
a !ady who passed along the street.
"I don't either," replied a bystander.
"That woman," continued the flr*t
speaker, "is dressed ridiculously,
husband must be a fool."
"1 know he is," said the bystander.
"Doyou know him?"
"Oh, yes. I
"I
lit r
fool !"
An"KcoenrrIo I.«
The late Lord Kilmorey, was over
ninety years old when he died. He had
been in the Guards, and "was with 8li
John Moore 's army in the advance from
Salamanca to attack Soult, and in the
subsequent disastrous retreat to Corun
na,' and had seen as much of travel,
sport, and adventure, as much of life in
its various phases, good and evil, as any
man of his generation." But it was
not advisable to dwell upon the earlier
part of his oareer. In later life he had
a passion for buying places on the
Thames, improving and then selling
them. On one occasion, it being ne
cessary, for his projected improvement
that he should add a scrap of waste
land to his property, he at once fenced
it in. At night the fence was pulled
down.
"He put it up again, and again it laid
low, the work of reparation and demo
lition being repeated several times. At
length he devised a plan of his own to
meet the case. He wrote at the top of
half dozen separate sheets of foolscap
pap . 'Lord Kilmorey proposes to
give next Christmas to the poor of th
parish £200.' These sheets of paper he
distributed about the parish, one sheet
at the public house, another at the
butcher's, a third at the chemist's, and
so on at other places of resort. He then
proceeded to put up the fence again.
That night it was levelled again. The
next morning he went the ronnd of the
places where the foolscap cheets had
been lodged, and made the following
entry in each:—'To cost of putting up
fence pulled down last night, £5, to be
deducted from the above £200' "
A disturbance the next night
treated in the way, and then the fence
was allowed to remain, and at Christ
mas the Earl distributed the £200-with
out deduction. Another coveted corner
he was unable to obtain, though he tried
even more high-handed measures. The
piece of land belonged to a laundress,
who refused to accept another piece in
exchange or double its value in money.
So the Earl waited till the laundress'
linen was hanging out to dry and the
wind blew off his own land towards the
drying ground, ami then he lighted a
bonfire of green wood and kept the dense
smoke blowing upon the linen for many
hours. But "the laundress held to her
own, and the Earl's quick reseutmenl
ere long evaporated with the smoke of
his own bonfire." The Earl was equally
unsuccessful in his attempts to force a
charitable institution for female orphans
to sell him a triangle of land which he
coveted. IIis own property ran close up
to the entrance gates of the institution,
and there he established a marine store,
festooned with unsightly vessels, in
hope to annoy the governors into sub
mission, When he was nearly eighty
lie had a fall at a wayside railway sta
tion and broke two ribs, but he insisted
on continuing his journey. At the ter
minus he refused t.o leave the carriage,
which was shunted on to a siding, and
there he remained for more than a week.
•Some of his friends will remember
having visited him in his extemporized
hospital. At the author's office, in Lin
coln's Inn Fields, the Earl one day met
another client who was eighty-two and
as proud of his age as the Earl himself,
who was then eighty-five. The Solici
tor said:—
"Let me introduce a gentleman of
eighty-five to a gentleman of eighty
two.' Eighty-two, sir 'echoed the Earl,
slightly raising his hat to Mr. Le vie n;
'I'll run you around the square for a
fiver.' Some days after wards Mr. Le
vien called on the writer again, and re
marked slowly and with much solemnity,
'I've been thinking a great deal about
that bet. I wish I had taken it.' "
;
Inventions of a Halt Century.
'lu
mber of inventions that have
been made during the post fifty years is
unprecedented in the history of the
world. Inventions of benefit to the
have been made in all ages
was created; but looking back
for half a hundred years, how many
crowded into the past fifty
than into any other fifty since recorded
history. The perfection of the locomo
tive, and the now world-traversing
steamsnip, ibe telegraph, the telephone,
the audiphone, the sewing machine, the
photograph, chromo-hthographic printing,
the cylinder printing press, the elevator
for hotels and other many-storied build
ings, the cotton gin and the spinning
jenny, the reaper and mower, the steam
thresher, the steam fire engine, the un
proved process for making steel, the ap
plication of cnloroform and ether to des
troy sensibility in painful surgery cases,
and
human
n ore
on through a long catalogue,
yet doqe in the field or in
vention and discovery. The application
of coal gas and petroleum to heating
aud cooking operations is only trembling
ou the verge of successful experiment,
die introduction of the sleam from a
meat ccutral reservoir the general
for heating and cooking is foreshadowed
as among the coming events; the artificial
pioductioc of butter has already created a
consternation among dairymen, the navi
gation of the air by some device akin to
present balloon would alsq^eem to be
protigured, and the propulsion of rnaonln
ery by electricity is even
dicated by the march of experiment.
There are some problems
erto deemed impossible, but are the mys
ter es of even the most improbable of
subtle to grasp than that of the
oceau csble or that of the photographer
or the telephone? We talk by cable
with an ocean rolling between; we speak
voices to friends a hundred miles
troin where we articulate before
tbe microphone. Under the blazing
of July we produce ice by chemical
means, rivaling the most solid and
Nor
clearly in*
have hith
them
r
BUD
crys
talline production of nature. Our sur
geons graft the skin from oue person's
arm to the face of another, and it ad
hores and becomes
hü body. We find a mile of white
printing paper and send it
integral portion of
a spool
that a |>ertectlng printing press unwinds
and prints, and delivers to you, folded
and counted, many thousands per hour.
is the age of invention,
nor has the world reached a slopping
plaoe yet.
~ I
Of a verity this
The Hot-Water Car*.
a
a
a
It is remarkable how an old idea may
be "revamped," burnished up, and
mdde to pass for new. Reader I you
may have had a real mother, who
blended her life with yours, anticipat
ing your wauta aud even watchful of
ills that might overtake you. And If
you do not remember, you have hoard
how she cured you of colic with warm
herb teas, and hot draughts to your
feet; she cured croup by dipping strips
of flannel in hot water, then wringing
them out and enveloping your neck
with them; how she cured a cold and
cough by wetting several thicknesses of
flannel in hot water and laying them on
your chest. But the world has forgot
ten its experiences, and hot water po
ses as a brand-new remedy ; not only
for ailments for which, it is especially
adapted, but it is recommended by some
who ought to know better for diseases
where it might do positive harm.
Do not imagine that because water is
abundant, is found everywhere, even
in stones and metals, it has no potency
as a curative agent. It stands at the
head of the list of remedies, and enteis
into all compounds. It constitutes
flve-sixtlis of the material from which
the bodies of men and animals are
made. A knowledge of these facts will
enable us to see more clearly how
water, and particularly hot water, acts
as a remedial agent. Take, for ex
ample, the case of a person who has
taken cold in the lungs. The circula
tion of the blood in the small blood
vessels in that portion of the lungs af
fected becomes sluggish ; in some
cases it is quite suspended ; the general
circulation is impeded through failure
of an important organ to do the work
required of it, and the whole system
suffers ; the
know why the disease exists, by what
unnatural condition it is kept up, the
remedy suggests itself ; as, if a water
pipe were frozen up, any child knows
that the remedy is heat. And here is
just where water as warm as It can be
comfortably borne will effect a cure in
ordinary cases. Let the patient go to
bed. Put bottles of hot water to his
feet, aud cloths wet in hot water
his chest Let him drink hot water
as freely
matters little whether it is clear hot
water, or herb tea, it is nevertheless
hot water. With this treatment we
are employing hot water at its full
value. Its internal use tends to thaw
out the blood vessels, and its out ward
application quickens the circulation in
the blood vessels near the surface ; thus
drawing on the deep-seated blood
sels for supplies to keep up the activity,
and thus the congestion is relieved and
the patient is cured.
Iu dyspepsia, hot water taken in
ternally. under proper restrictions, is
no doubt useful, since dyspepsia de
pends on a congested and deranged con
dition of the digastive organs. But in
consumption and other diseases attend
ed by general debility it can only be
detrimental. When a person is feeble
from disease not marked with acute in
flammation, .the hot-water treatment
necessarily increases the debility. Here
a tonic treatment is applicable—a treat
ment that will increase and enrich the
blood and supply the fuel required to
keep the machinery of life in motion.
The hot-water treatment is useful in
removing obstructions from the ma
chinery, but onlv in systems where
there is a surplus of vital )>ower.
is ill. Now, if
with comfort ; it
ves
To recapitulate: The drinking of
hot water at proper intervals and In
proper quantities is useful in dyspepsia,
constipation, torpid liver, congestion of
the stomach, chronic diarrhoea,, and in
various affections of the kidneys and
bladder ; provided that there are not at
the same time serious diseases of the
lungs, with debility.
The water should be as hot as tea is
usually made, that is, from 110° to
150°, and should be sipped, not taken
rapidly. The quantity should be from
a half pint to a pint. It should be
taken
to two hours after meals, and
nothing should be eateii until at least
one hour afterward, Tho evening
draught should be just before going to
bed. The hot-water treatment should
continue until a cure is effected ; the
time required will vary from one to six
months.
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South African Inns
for their horrors.
proverbial
Sometimes the
roughness of the food makes it difficult
to support life; sleep is nearly always
only possible by the unlimited applica
tion of insect powder. The slaughter
effected by this valuable compound
considerably astonishes the stranger
when he rises from his bed in the
morning and finds numbers of dead
insects, of which many are worse than
occasion last circuit, tlie
judge and some barristers, who were
sleeping at a farm-house between two
villages, were literally driven out of
their beds in the middle of the night,
and spent the remaining hours iu their
travelling carts. The inn-keepers,
moreover, have no idea of each person
having a room to himself. Two,
three and four are put into tne
fleas. On
same
room, and often moore than one are
expected to sleep in the same bed.
Baths are lucky accidents, which turn
up sometimes, but are not by any
means to lie counted upon. Fresh
butter is rarely to be met with, good
milk is a luxury, and vegetables are
scarce.
—The drug store of C. U. Davis, in
Wslpoio, New Hampshire,
the 8th by burglars, who blew open tbe
safe and robbed it of about $7500 in secur
oirgand money. Most of the bonds taken
I aestierislered aud not negotiable.
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A StTentli Mum.
Sir William Thompson, the eminent
Professor of Mathematics in the Uni
versity of Glasgow, in his inaugura
address as President of the Midland
Institute at Birmingham, broached the
idea of the existence of a magnetic
sense. This sense he called the seventh
sense, to distinguish it from our other
six senses—namely, those of sight, hear
ing, taste, smell, heat and force. He
said that, in speaking of a possible
magnetic sense, he in no way supported
that wretched, groveling superstition
of animal magnetism, spiritualism,
mesmerism, or clairvoyance, of which
they had heard so much. There
no seventh sense of a mystic kind.
Clairvoyance and so on was the resnlt
of bad observation chiefly, somewhat
mixed up with the effects of wilful
imposture, acting on an dnnocent and
trusting mind.
If there was not a distinct magnetic
sense, it was a very great wonder that
there
not. The study of magne
tism was a very recondite subject. One
very wonderful discovery that was
made in electric magnetism was made
by Faraday, and worked out very admi
rably by Foucauld, an excellent French
expei imenter, showing that a piece of
copper, or a piece of silver, let fall be
tween the poles of a magnet, would fall
down slowly, as if through mud. Was
it conceivable that, if a piece of copper
could scarcely move through the air
lietweon the poles of an electric magnet,
that a human being or living creature,
in the same position, would experience
no effect ? Lord Lindsay got an enor
mous magnet, so large that the head
of any person wishing to try the experi
ment could get well between the poles
and the result of the experiment was
marvelous, the marvel being that noth
ing was perceived.
Sir William Thompson, however, was
not willing to admit that the investiga
tion was completed. He could not
think the quality of matter in the air,
which produced such a prodigious effect
on a piece of metal, could be absolutely
without any perceptible effect what
ever on a living body. He thought the
experiment was worth repeating ; and
it was worth examining whether
an exceedingly powerful magnetic force
was without perceptible effect on a
living vegetable or animal body. His
own speculations had led him to con
clude that there might be a seventh or
magnetic sense ; and that it was possi
ble an exceedingly powerful magnetic
effect might be produced on living
bodies that could not be explained by
heat, force, or any other sensation.
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Making Bieel Cannon.
The two new
inch steel guns now
being constructed in the ordinance
shops in the navy yard at Washington
will probably not be finished for several
months. The work of building them is
neceseariy a slow odo. Ail the labor i
performed in the shops here, except the
manufacturing of the steel. That is
done at the Midvale Works, in Easton,
Pa. The steel then is shipped to Wash
ington, and the work of converting it
into cannon is performed. This iB a
complex operation, and to the looker on
is deoidedly interesting. The steel is
first turned by a lathe working slowly,
but with tremendous power until the
heavy mass of "Bteel in the rough," so
to speak, becomes a long oylindrioo
oonoidal oolumn. In this condition it
is placed in proper position and a hole
drilled dear through it by
what is called a "hog bit."
bit is a small reetanglo of very hard
steel, turned up at one end in such a
manner as to form a rude vertical sec
tion of a spherical triangle. The whole
rectangular piece is then damped
down upon a flat shaft of ohiiled iron
in such a manner as to fit in and form
one piece with the shaft. The latter
has at the opposite end a cylinder
shape, which end is held in a frame
and worked by appropriate machinery
moved by steam upon one end of the
steel oolumn (• be perolrated. The end
of the column is first "dug into' a
little, and then the "hog bit" does its
work. It resolves on its axis and the
bit describes a oirde, tearing out the
hard steel slowly but surely. As the
guns have a bore of six inch diameter,
and the bit desonbes a oirele of only
two and three-quarter inches radius,
the enlargement of the perforation is
accomplished by other bits.
Once
moans of
The hog
r rforated the now hollow tube
requires to be "jacketed."
"collared'' aud "breeched" before It is
allowed to graduate into the society of
oannun. The jacket is an outside wrap
of steel, hollowed in the same way,
heated until it expands sufficient to be
slipped over the tube it is intended to
jacket. Upon cooling this outside wrap
contracts and presses upon the now in
side tube with almost the same degree
of cohesion as the molecules of the steel
themselves. The object of the ' 'jacket"
is to strengthen the gun and prevent
accident. The explosive force of gases
evolved from gunpowdoi being tre
mendous and oocuring mostly at the
breech tho primary object is to strength
en this latter part. Collars of steel,
great blocks of carbonised i
having
been turned into shape and perforated,
are next expanded by the heat and slip
the breech part of the gun.
When contracted they grow into and
beoome a part of it. The breech head
of the gun is next lathed and fashioned,
different workmen beiug employed on
different parts of this. The rifling of
the gun is another stop. A different
kind of "bit" from the "hog," a spur
of steel tempered to a great hardness,
is clamped to the oentre of a semi
circular piece of copper aud iron, and
this last devioe is slowly worked through
the gun on a spiral turn, giving the
"ritie twist." The breech head is then
grooved and adjusted and the breech
cap formaly adjusted. This, as is
known to all who have examined breecli
ft binge or
spring, and when closed is Beourely
locked by a lever clamp.
1 ,-.l
The proposed increase of M. Pasteur's
pension to 25,000f. has finally been vo
ted by the French Chamber of Depu
ties. Why there should have beeu any
difficulty in the matter at all it is diffi
cult so say, exoept that M. Pasteur is
not the one who makes friends readily,
loaders, swings back
make ahoes here for a
"Tes,
good many celebrities,'' said a genial
little Englishman who is the mnuager of a
shoe store and factory on north Clark
street, Chicago. ''Nearly all the shoes
that are made in Chicago for sparrers
and other athletes are manufactured in
this shop. Here is a list ol some of
principal customers who are profes
sionals,'' displaying a printed card ou
which appeared a long list of names of
people of rank among the sporting fra
ternity. The list began with Parson Da
vies and Yank Adams, and ended with
Jem Mace and Jack Davis. Among the
other names were those of Ed lianlan,
Paddy Ryan and "the late James Elliott."
"Are sporting men good customers!"
"Yes, they need considerable leather in
their profession. They are mostly jolly
fellows to deal with, but they are aw
fully hard to please sometimes. I think
they
class of customers ''
"How did you come to get their
trade?"
"Well, I know how to make exactly
what they want. I iivuie shoes (or the
profession seventeen years ago in Bir
mingham, Eogland. 1 was a runner and
sparrer at the time myself. Among my
customers in the old country were Bob
Brettle, middle-weight champion, and
James Moms, champion of the light
weights. I have made a study of spar
nog shoes. Here is a letter from
Charley Davies—the Parson, you know—
ordering two pairs of sparring shoes to
be sent to him at Ogden, Utah. I sent
him the handsomest pair you ever saw
yesterday. They were made after a pat
tern invented by myself. 1 split the
back-stay, and lap the edges over so It
't wrinkle. 8ee, here is a sparring
shoe," holding up oue of soft leather.
"It is made on a slipper-last, with a low
heel, a broad toe, and a light, flexible
sole which is almost flat under the lnstsp.
Here is a letter from Harry Montague,
Jem Mace's manager, about some shoes
1 umdc for Mace. Mace has his sparring
shoes made iu a way peculiar to himself.
He likes them very short, so tbar. his
feet cannot ride in them a particle. 1
think sparring-shoes ought to be consid
erably longer than he wears them In
order to fully protect the toes of the
wearer."
"How do fighting and trainiug shoes
differ from them?"
"Training shoes have heels a little
higher. Paddy Ryan has been training
all summer iu shoes made here. He got a
pair of fighting shoes from me not long
ago, which he says he is going to wear
when he whips bullivan. Fighting shoes
differ from the others merely in having
spikes In the soles. I have made fighting
shoe lor Ryan, Jim Elliott, Jim Kano,
Johnny Files, Johnuy Walsh, Captain
Dalton, Jem Mace and Jack Davis."
"Can you give some particulars about
the feet of fighting men?" asked the re
porter.
"Yes, 1 have their measures here," said
Mr. Gee, produciug two iaree books,
the pages of which appeared the outlines
n pencil of many large, small and middle
sized leet. As he rapidly turned the
leaves there were displayed straight feet
and crooked feet, feet shaped like clubs
and feet shaped like crescents,
suffering corns and burnous were pictured
there that were enough to make the heart
of any observer ache with sympathy.
"Here," said Mr. Gee, displaying a
page which contained the outline of a root
of generous proportions, "Is Paddy Ryans'
foot. It's a good one to look at, and a
good foot to fit. It is seven inches long,
and calls lor a No. 10 shoe:. It measures
10J inches over the instep, 11 inches at
ankle, and inches ihrongn the heel.
You will notice that all fighting men have
very large ankles. They are developed
by constant exercise,
"Here," pointing to another diagram,
"Is Jack Davis' foot. It Is the largest «ne
tor the width 1
No. 11 shoe.
particular thau any other
;
a
do
I Ml hi
saw. He wears a
Davis iB a Birmingham
mai, and used to hve on the same street
I did. Here is Parson Davies' foot. Look
what broad toes he has.
Mace s. He wears a No. 9} shoe,
y I inches across the ball of the foot,
10} lucues
And here's
meas
the instep, and 91 inches
at ibe ankle. Haulan's foot, you see, is a
very neat one. He wears a No. 8 shoe,
aud measures 9} inches across the ball of
the foot, 9§ inches on the instep, and 9$
inches at the ankle,
through Chicago
He is coming
two weeks on his way
to California. He'll probably call around
and get another pair of shoes. Then here
are the teet of Woodslde and Morgan, the
bicyclers. 1 got them to adapt my idea
of wearing high shoes In the recent 6-day
race. Bicyclers generally wear low shoes,
but i think their ankles ought to be sup
ported when they indulge iu long rides.
Johnny Files, you see,*
shoe - He has a long foot for a little
man. George Guyon, who once walked a
six days' go-as-you-please in Chicago,
wears a No. 8. And here is Jim KUiott's
measure. It was taken, you see, on the
30th of last January, not very long be
fore Jere Dunn killed him. He wore a
No. 8J shoe, and had and had a 9^
mch ankle measure. Fred Plaistod, the
oarsman, came m with him, and his
measure is on the next page. His shoe
is No. 11, and he measures 9| inches at
tho ankle. That's all the professional
feet I caa find at present."
"Did you ever malte any shoes for
John L. Sullivan?"
"I made him one pair when he came
to Chicago to spar with Elliott, but 1
haven't his measure in the book, and
torgot what it is. But here is a shoe
which is interesting, although not a pro
teasional one " Mr. Gee raised from the
floor a ponderous calt-skiu shoe. "I'll
bet the mao 1 made that shoe for has
the largest foot in Chicago. Here is his
the book. It is exactly 12
inches long and 6 inches wide, and is a
No. 15. 1 m*rk it No. 13, because the
man who has to wear it was standing by,
and 1 wanted to spare his feelings. The
next largest measure 1 have on my books
is that of Barrister Keogh, who wears a
No. 11J. The smallest and neatest foot
you ever saw is here somewheie, but 1
can't find it just now. The man who
owns it is an advertising agent, and a Vo.
3 shoe fits him."
wears a No. W
mi uura
Colonel Hicklebolus has a
very
promising son, whom he recently dedi
cated to tho Texas University and to
future hopes of the governorship of the
State. The old man gave his
great deal of sage and valuable advice
on his departure for the seat of
univer
sal knowledge, whioh words of advice
were accompanied by a well-filled pock
et-book.
"Bee," said the old man, "that ycu
write to us soon after your arrival, in
order that we may know that you
a ^ ve
At the end of a week's time Col,
Hioklebolus received the following mei
—Mgr. Capel says his mother's
name was Fitzgerald, and that she had
» rich Irish brogue.
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