The eagle., November 14, 1894, Page 15, Image 15

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THE EAGLE: WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER U, 1894.
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A HOS'. .N h..ISELF.
He Wub an E TluriliuH Unum Sort of a
Tel tow.
It would be well if all jokes were as
innocent as one played by a railroad
conductor upon a commercial traveler,
and related by the traveler himself in
the Yankee lilude. lie had left the
train at a little station, a junction, on a
western branch road, where he wan to
wait several hours for a train going in
another direction. There was no one
in Bight, and he was looking about in
a homesick fashion, when the conduc
tor spoke to him.
"Dull place, aiu't it?" said the con
ducto)1. "Rather," answered the commercial
traveler, "especially if you've got to
stay here four hours."
"Oh, well, you won't bo without com
pany." "liut I don't see any. Who are
they?"
"Well," said the conductor, speaking
ilowly, as if he were reckoning them up
by a process of recollection, "there's
the telegraph operator, the booking
clerk, the cloak-room clerk, the signal
man, the storekeeper, the accident in
! urancc agent, the postmaster, and one
( r two other oiücials. You'll find 'em
inside the station."
"That isn't so bad," the traveler
thought, and as the train started he en
tered the door. The station was dimly
lighted, with no one in sight but a
;:ndy-haired man at the telegraph in
strument. "Where are the others?" asked the
traveler.
"What others?" answered the tele
graph operator.
"Why, the cloak-room man, the book
ing clerk, the postmaster and the rest."
The man began to grin.
"Oh, it is that conductor again," he
said.
"Well, where are they?" repeated the
traveler, with some asperity.
The sandy-haired man tapped him
f elf on the chest.
"Them's me," he said. "Come in and
f it with us."
And the traveler, appreciating the
jko a sort of e pluribus muim re
versed, accepted the invitation, and
found himself in pretty good company.
WHY THEY STRUCK.
Workmen Who ()1 Jr trd to Sl:tliiR Around
unit Doing Nothing.
It has been customary lor many peo
ple to consider the southern laborer as
i low, lazy and shiftless, yet a writer in
Engineering Magazine says that no
stranger could enter one of the mills
or pass a day in the pine-timber woods
without being surprised by the vigor
villi which work is performed.
Work iias become an instinct; the
laborer knows but four conditions
eating, sleeping, working and, after
pay day, a carousal, or absolute idle
ness. A curious story of a strike is told at
no of the mills. The hours of labor
re long from dawn to twilight. In
ihe winter the hourj are fewer, but in
: umiMer the saws aro buzr.ing and the
va.le cjij::iu::íív :.live and at work
bef orethe sun lias touched the tree tops.
A northern foreman of philanthropic
principles took charge of a certain
mill, and sorrowed within his heart for
the poor" fellows wearing out their lives
with the cant-hook and saw. So he de
creed that from seven o'clock in the
morning to six in the afternoon should
constitute the labor of a day.
There was a murmur in the camp,
and in two days there was a general
strike. Called upon for reasons, the
spokesman stated the case of the men:
"We all jus' doan like dis yar gwine
ter wuk at seben o'clock. Wha's de
use ob sittin'aroun'fer two hours in the
mawnin' 'fo' gwine to wuk? We . jus'
ain' gwine to stan' it, dat's all."
So the strike was declared off by the
superintendent agreeing to allow all
hands to go to work at dawn and keep
at it as long as they could see.
BLUE-EYED INDIANS.
They Live in Mexico and Are Known as
" Griegos."
In a mountain village, perhaps a
day's ride from Mexico City, lives a
tribe of exclusive, aristocratic Indians
called "los Griegos," the Greeks, says
the Chicago Tribune. They arc light
complexioned and the majority have
blue eyes and light hair. They dress
principally in two shades of blue and
their clothing is good, well made and
generally embroidered with the bead
and silk embroidery of which Indians
are so fond. Their houses are better I
built and .furnished than is usual
among Indians. Many have pianos
and other musical instruments upon
which they play with considerable
skill. These "Griegos" have no com
mercial or social connections with
other tribes, holding aloof from even
those who live at the base of the
mountain on which their village is sit
uated. They raise their own food, do
their own manufacturing, have their
own schools, churches and social insti
tutions, and seldom or never marry out
side of their own tribe. There L; i i i
tobe nnother tribe of bluc-evcil f.dr
haired Indians, who have the apt).:.r
anee of Germans living in the i. icnv
Madre mountains in the state of Du-rango.
Tho Jiipnnmo Idithlng Hour.
In Germany at one o'clock all the
world is taking an after-dinner r.moki
oran after-dinner nap, and business
even banking, is suspended. In .la pat
the bathing hour to before supper, in
between five and six o'clock every liv
ing being is nude. The public l.aih
are crowded. At home children, youn;
people and old people are in the tub.
getting in or getting out of the tub.
which in placed in the garden, in court
yards, shops or on the piazza, without
the least apology r,f a screen. 1 f a cus
tomer appears the bather talks basi
nosu over the water, and in private
families callers ore neither abashed nor
embarrassing. In the humble quarters
the tubs are set on the threshold, and
neighbors on opposite sides of the street
gossip, chatter and exchange the most
amiable gteetings. The national towel
is nankin bin?.
HE REFciiED TO DIE.
The Miraculous HeHurrcctlon of an Old
Man from tho Urave.
Jules Carle, of Juneau, is seventy
eight years old, but vigorous and Well
preserved. Twenty-six years ago he
was living in New Westminster, 15. C.
One morning as he sat in a restaurant
awaiting his ordered breakfast he sud
denly died at least there was every
physical evidence of death. A compe
tent i sieian examined him and pro
nounced him dead a victim of heart
lisease. lie was laid out for burialand
his friends kept the usual vigil over
Ids body.
All theliinc he was keenly conscious
of what went on about him and could
realise the fate in store for him, and
yet he wus as helpless as if he had
becr. really dead. In the afternoon of
the next day his friends bore him in
adness to the graveyard, lie suffered
mtold agonies lying in the coilin, with
.he lid fastened down. He tried in vain
to move or make a noise to indicate
hat lie was alive. The trance held him
i deathlike prisoner. Finally he could
'eel himself being lowered into the
rave. As the first clod of earth struck
he lid of ki:i coilin he began feeling
warm blood pulsing from his heart. All
at once he could move his hands. He
struck the coilin lid and called out for
help. The alarmed pallbearers stopped ,
shoveling dirt into the grave. Ho called
again. The majority of those present
I beat a hasty retreat, alarmed over the
fact that tho dead had come to life.
One courageous friend unscrewed the
lid of the eoffln and helped him out.
tie never felt better in his life, and ran
about exercising his benumbed limbs.
The people believed they had witnessed
a miracle. He returned to town and
entered the restaurant, hungry for sup
per, and when the cook and servants
saw him come in wrapped in his shroud
they rushed out through windows and
doors shaking witli fright.
CliPHupcAke Bay Chtiriictern.
It is an interesting revelation of char
acter to the northerner to go down the
Chesapeake bay by any one of several
steamboat lines running from Haiti
more to points in Maryland and Vir
ginia, on each shore of. the bay. The
boats ore of very different quality and
.peed from those that ply the East
river and the Hudson, and the passen
crs are usually southerners or border
state folks. There is much talk of pol
itics and hunting "gunning" is the
more usual term a great deal of to
bacco chewing, and an easy familiarity
among the passengers and between
them and the officers of the boat. Tho
voyage on the Chesapeake, if taken by
moonlight or .by day, is as charming
and varied as one could wish, and tho
steamboats run up half a dozen tidal
rivers that are beautifully clear ond
lined with an abundant semi-tropical
growth of trees and shrubs. Here and
there one catches a glimpse of the
grounds attached to a house having
what Murylanders call a water situa
tion, and there aro occasional stops at
private wharves to receive as freight
the products of one or more farms.