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SIUKGIS ADVERTISER. GROW A HARBERD, Proprietors. A Buffalo Stampede. Did you ever see a stampede of buffa loes? No! Well, the man who has seen one and lived to tell of it, has witnessed a spectacle to be vividly remembered all his days. A stampede was a common occur ence in the life of every western hunter twenty years ago but no one will ever look upon one again. The hide hunters haven't left a score of the animals alive. During my time- I have had several close shaves from stampedes, but a little the closest call I ever «ot was the means of saving my scalp. It was in 1867, and pretty near on the line between Kansas and Colorado, at a point on the Arickare branch of the Bepublican river. There was a famous grazing ground for the buf falo, and there ho was undisturbed, ex cept by the Indians, who killed only when they wanted meat. I have seen herds In that country which numbered up to a hundred thousand, and which covered the prairie as far as the eye could see. What creates* a stampede? Nothing— anything. While the buffalo Is born in a wild state, and ought to get accustomed to storms, the night of wolves, and all kinds of noises, he is the most timid ani mal on earth. I have seen the coming up of a dark cloud stampede ten thousand buffaloes. I have known the howl of a coyotejto set a big herd In motion. A flash of lightning or a clap of thunder seemed to scare them half to death, al though you would argue that they would get used to it. And once started, nothing but a mountain could turn the great wave aside and only exhaustion would bring them back to their senses. After a herd had fairly started, terror seemed to take complete possession of them, and it was the devil seize the last one. Then it was woo to the pioneer or hunter who hap pened to be in their path without a grove to shelter him. I saw, in 1867, on. the Loup Fork of the Platte river, an emi grant camp which had been run over by a stampede. There had been seven wagons and twenty-four people, with about thirty head of horses and cattle. The rushing, terror-stricken herd struck the camp just at daybreak and was fifteen or twenty minutes passing. Only one human being escaped—a man who was carried off on the back of a buffalo and left at a spot ten miles away. Not an animal was left, not a vehiole escaped destruction. I saw the site of the camp about noon of that day, and there wasn't a piece of any of the heavy wagons which I could not have carried off under my arm. The people had been tramped Into tho earth—annihil ated—wiped out. The iptalns could scarcely be recognized as those of human beings. But as to my own adventure. There were four hunters of us in the locality spoken of, killing various kinds of game and doing a little trapping, and though plenty of redskins were in that country, they did not get on to us for a week. We had a camp on a small run or a creek, with a grove of about a dozen trees for shelter, and about two miles to the north was a spring and another grove. The Indians hadn't got hold of Winchesters and knew nothing of revolvers in those days, and a war party of less than twenty five would have hesitated to attack four hunters. We kept our eyes open, how over, and one was on the watch while the other throe slept. We had been in the camp nine or ten days, and constantly surrounded by buffaloes, when, one after noon, just before sunset, it was apparent from the actions of the animals that some thing was In the wind. The detach ments were consolidating all stray bulls joining the herds, and almost every buf falo ceased feeding and acted anxiously and ill at ease. That meant Indians. Curious as you may think it, the presence of an Indian will disturb the buffaloes sooner than that of the white man. We couldn't say whether it was a war party hanging around to attack us, or a hunting party hovering on the fianks of the great herd, but we made all preparations that night to defend ourselves. I have spoken of the second grove. It was composed of a few stunted cotton woods and was in no sense a shelter. Now this Is what happened during the night. A war partv of thirty-five Arapa hoe Indians took up their position in this little grove, calculating to sweep down upon us at daybreak and carry our camp by storm. Along toward daylight they mounted and rode softly down to within a quarter of a mile of us, and theie waited for day to break. They would be ob served by the sentinel but would make a rush and carry the camp. Well, it was just coming day, and five minutes more would have discovered them to the sen tinel, when the big herd, whieh had been gathered to the north of us, began a stam pede. The sentinel heard them at the first start off, and roused us up, and by the time we had our guns in hand we could see the Indian war party. They knew what was up betterthan we did, but they were caught between two fires, and the chief was too slow witted for the oc casion. His policy should have been to charge us. He might have lost six or eight men, but the shelter of the grove would have saved the rest and given them our scalps to boot. Htf* might not have known our strength, and so, after spending the valuable moments in reflection, he ordered the party off to the left. The only hope they could have was in riding across the face of the herd, but that was out of the question. The front covered, as we afterwards knew a distance of seven miles, and the Indians had barely got started when the first buf faloes were in sight, their heads down, horns rubbing, and feet making a great clatter, and while we looked we saw the war paity swallowed up in that great sea of animal life. A moment later an old bull dashed Into and through the grove, and evt-t v man sprang for a tree. As I was climbing up my feet struck a buffalo on the back, and before I was secure only the five largest trees in the grove were steading. All the others bad been up- rouU-d by contact, and three cripple ani mals were on the ground beneath me Our horses, camp, everything, went in two minutes. Tho noise was ten times greater than a hurricane at sea, and the terror of the animals was something ap palling. I told you that the front of the herd was seven miles across. You can judge what the depth must have been when I tell you that they were three hours In passing. Every animal was running for his life, and his pace could not have been less than ten miles an hour. I shouldn't hesi tate to make an affidavit that the herd was a good thirty miles deep. The ani mals ran, as we afterwards knew, fully forty miles before they slowed down at all. When the last one had passed the country was a sight to behold. There were at least 150 dead or crippled animals in sight, and there was a swath seven miles wide, which had cut the very life out of the prairie. Of all our camp equi page we could not find one solitary arti cle of wood or iron or leather. All our horses had been trampled under within less than a mile of the grove, and their bodies were sights that no one could look at twice. We spread out to see what fate had befallen the Indians, and we did not have to go far. They had been knocked down and trampled into the earth. A member of the same tribe, with whom I talked a year later, told me that not one survived, and the loss had almost demor alized the tribe. Women and Business. Milwaukee Wisconsin: Two street car conductors temporarily off duty, lately rode down town and as they rode they calked in a tone to be unavoid ably overheard somewhat as follows: ••On a single Sunday morning sev eral weeks ago," said No. 1,1 paid thirty-fire cents in fares out of my pocket for women who ride every day and who on. that morning in their hurry to get to church, had left their money at hone. Not one of them has ever paid me the nickel she borrowed and now, when any woman wants me to wait until next time, I stop the car and she gets off. I can't afford no po liteness with them." ••Right you are every time about the women," volunteered No. 2 "but there's more than one man on this line who has asked iue to pass his fare one day and has given me a quarter the next day. The men who borrow always pay. The women who borrow don't pay."' And both agreed in this final sum ming of the talk that had been held. The conductors were probably truth ful in their statements of facts they had no object in being untruthful to each other. As to how far their gen eral inference concerning women as a class and men as a class is correct, opinions will differ. No one will believe that women have less honesty of intention than men. No one will suppose that any one of the women to whom the thirty-five cents were loaned really meant to cheat the conductor. But, though not dishonest in intention more than the men, those women are really more dishonest, if consequences only be considered, than are the men. The conductor is swin dled and his loss is not lessened be cause of lack of a deliberate and formed purpose to swindle. The difference in men and women which this street car incident illus trates, is a matter of education rather than morality. It is a funda mental rule of successful business life to do as one agrees and no businsss man suffers in actual reputation more than he who has a name for failure to keep his promises. Thus to meet his engagements—impor tant or trifling—being essential to the success of the man, becomes a habit of his life. The woman who fails to keep her agreements, business or otherwise, does not lack in moral fineness, so much as sue lacks full appreciation of jvhat any contract really is. She is thoughtless apd careless and her thoughtlessness and carelessness in business, measured by the rigid rule of business practice, are set dow n as dis honeoty. And the woman, however well in ten tioned, who fails in any relation of life to do as she agrees, cmnot much com plain at this. The Neck of the Giraffe. Good Words: In spite of its enor mous length it only possesses the seven vertebae which are common to nearly all the mammals. In consequence it is neaalr as inflexible as a wooden bar of equal length, so that the many prety pictures which represent giraffe curv ing their necks gracefully, after the manner of swans, aro ludicrously work. "But," said the objectors, "if it had so long and inflexible a neck it could not graze, and being a ruminant animal, would die of hunger." It is quile true that it can not graze. It •an only lower its head near the ground by spreading its forelegs as widely as possible and drawing its hind legs under them, thus presenting a most iudicrus aspect. In its nativo state it never, so far as I know, even attempts io lower its Lead to the ground, but in captivity it can be induced to do so by laying on the ground a large lump of sugar, of which it is inordinately fond. The fact is that it is intended to graze, not on the ground, but on the leaves of trees. The acacia, or mimosa, is its favorite tree,and theDutoh colonists have in consequence called the acaoia by the name of •'kameel-dorn"—i. e., camel thorn, they invariably giving the name of ''jamel" to the giraffe. This mode of feeding involves another anomulous struciure. This is the tongue on which the giraffe is almost as much dependent as is the elephant on its probocis. It is possessed of won derful powers of extension and con traction, and can be narrowed until it almost resembles the corresponding or gan of the anteater. The peculiar powers of the tongue can well be seen when the animal takes the sugar from the ground it does not attempt to seize the sugar with its lips, but protrudes its tongue to its fullest extent, twists the narrowed tip around the sugar, and bo draws the coveted dainty into its moutb. When it feeds on the trees it picks off leaf after leaf quite daintily, selecting those whieh Bf& most to its taste. .. GOUDI3N DAYS OF '49* A Story of the First Nagtfet Found in California. An authentic history of the first gold nugget found in California is some thing that has not, I believe been given to the public, says a San Francisco let ter. A Mr. Allen, of this city, has in his possession what he positively af firms to bo the original gold nugget found in 1848 bv Marshall and Wem mer in the tail-race of the Coloma saw-mill. Mr. Allen has held tho val uable relic in trust for theWemmcrs for the past ten years. His story is in teresting, and "I give it in his o«n words: "In tho year 1877 1 was en gaged as an attorney by some settlers in a disputed land case in the southern portion of Los Angeles county. While in that section I met an old man named Peter Wemmer, bent almost double with ago, but whose mind and mem ory were singularly clear. I found him to be an exceedingly interesting character, and as our friendship ripened ho told mo that he was with Marshall when he picked up the famous gold nugget. He added, confidentially, that his wife still had the nugget in her possession. I at once became in terested, and a few days later drove out to Wemmer's place. There we saw Mrs. Wemmer, who, like her hus band, was far advanced in years. I explained my mission, and Mrs. Wetn mea became somewhat excited when she learned of it. Finally I prevailed upon her to let me see the nugget. She unbottoned tho bosom of her dress, and drew out a bundle of cloth wrapped tight, which hung suspended by a string around her neck. The old woman, trembling with excitement, proceeded to unwrap the bundle. Roll after roll was unwound and finally she reached a tightly-folded stocking this she slowly and anxiously undid until she reached a hard substance which sho finally laid in the palm of my hand. It was the nugget, a small, almost flat and rather rough piece of gold, just one inch across its longest way. It was quite thin around the outer flange, with a considerable de pression on one side. It weighed be tween a third and a quarter of an ounce and contained $5.05 worth of gold. 'Wife has carried that around her neck day and night for over twenty years,' said Mr. Wemmer, 'and I guess you are the first she has ever let see it.' "Mrs. Wemmer begged me to take the nugget with me and put it in a bank or safe. She said she was almost afraid to keep so valuable a relic longer herself. I took it and it has been with me ever since. "The Wemmers crossed the plains to California iu 1846 while living at Sutter's mill they made the acquaint ance of James Marshall, and Col. Sut ter suggested to Wemmer and Marshall the project of building a saw-mill on the American river. They accepted. Wemmer was millwright and Marshall was foreman. Mrs. Wemmer was cook and all the men employed in tho mill boarded with her. A dam was first built across the river and a sluice run from it. In digging out the river bed for the mill the dam would be closed and the dirt would be shoveled into the sluice. At night the watci would be turned on and the earth washed away. It was not long before numbers of bright specks were noticed sticking in the crevices of the sluice in the morning when the water was turned off, and a discussion arose as to what these bright specks were. "Mrs. Wemmer hail lived for some time near a Georgia gold mine and she pronouueed them to be gold. This theory was pooh-poohed by Mar shall. But one morning he and Wem mer were walking down the tail-race when ho suddenly pipked up something from the box and askeil Wemmer what it was. Wemmer- examined it and said that it certainly was gold. At that moment Wemmer's boy, a lad of ten or twelve, came up, and Wem mer gave him tho nugget, telling him to take it to his mother and tell her to boil it in the soap kettle. Mrs. Wem mer was at that time niakingsoft soap, and sho threw the nugget into the boiling mixture. The next morning it was taken from the caldron and ex amined by the men at the breakfast table. It was not blackened, but more burnished by the test. Even then Marshall had doubts, but Wemmer insisted that some one should take the nugget to the fort at Sacramento, sixty miles distant, and Marshall finally consented to go. The rest of the story is part of the world's history." A Horrible Spectacle. '•Look up there," said tho Colonel. I did as he told me and beheld in a box that held on as if by a miracle to the wall of the burned theatre throe ladies with blackened visages, One was in black velvet another had a jet cuirass the third was in pink and white and had flowers in a mass of frizzed fair hair. Her mouth was open, as if gasping for breath the lips were greatly curled back and two rows of white, even teeth were laid bare. The others loaned back in their chairs very quietly and ono of them held a fan on the lodge of the box. Thoy formed the most awful sight I think I ever gazed upon. The proba bility is that, despairing? of escaping in the fearful torrent of numan beings which tore ill the dark along corridors and stairs, they returned to their seats and quietly waited to be burned or suffocated. Death came upon them iu the form of suffocation. It was im possible up to the time I saw them, to get near them, and so they remained in their conspicuous position for several days. Who these ladies are nobody has any idea.—Paris Letter in London Truth. Ivy. Tbrm art a friend for evil days, slx»w: Thyself most "constantly when the eummei crowd That revels in the sun, dismayed and cowed, H«s shrunk aw£y till sottf-r breezes blow. Exultingly thou bhakest off the snow, EmerKinjr boldly from the cold white sbroud. With beauty unimpaired, proud. a conqueror A dariujr climber thou, and yet the low Unsightly thiuys of earth thou eeeltest out To wave thy graceful tendrils round about. Brave, faithful ivy: I would learn from thee Amid life.s ills invincible to be: And iu this tangled eoll where ill I see, Be mine to veil it with sweet charity. —Quiver. An immense drainage work under taken by the Russian Government con templates the recover}' of the vast region known as the Pink marshes, in the southwest of Russia, near tho bor ders of Gallieia, and which hiihorto has prevented communication, not only between the Russian districts on either side, but also between Russia and Austro-German v. Up to the pres ent time about 4,000,000 acres have been reclaimed by means of the con struction of several thousand miles of ditch oanals. FARM NOTES. Do not allow potatoes to bo exposed to thQjGUn any longer than is needed to dry .them. The insect-eating birds aro among the farmer's best friends, to be cher rished and protected. A little time spent in care of the front ard and in growing flowers will no e wasted time. Florida claims to have extensive phosphate beds equaling if not sur passing those of South Carolina. Judicious thinning of tree fruits is a very fine and profitable thing when ever it can be conveniently practiced. Use every endeavor to induce the birds to build near the house and barn, as they are the best insect extermina tors. Buttermilk thickened with wheat middlings and ground oats, with plenty of grass, is the best food for growing pigs. The Government of Victoria, Austra lia, is spending at the rate of $100,000 a year to keep in check the increase of rabbits on crown lands. In curing hay and planting corn foi fodder have in mind our long winters, and when you think you have enough secure or prepare a little more. In several localities on the Hudson River, New York, Concord grape growers report that phylloxera are gnawing at the roots of the grape vine. After the rains it will require close attention and extra work to keep down the weeds and grass, as thoy now have tho most favorable conditions for growth. When a young tree runs up in height with but few strong branches and a slender trunk the top should be trimmed off a few inches, especially of the main shoots. By feeding oats nnthrashed, we save tho labor of thrashing, and also get the straw and grain together in the stomach, getting a better digestion of both than when they are fed separate. The introduction of labor-saving machinery has disarranged the old methods of farming, and in nothing more than in the changes it has necessitated in the employment of hired help. Waldo F. Brown says in the National Stockman: One mistake which is made by many breeders of Jerseys is to allow them to breed too young, and I think this has done much to reduce their size. Any agricultural society can save money by restricting the number of prizes in each of tho classes. Two premiums are enough to offer for any thing, as no exhibitor cares for a third or fourth prize. Save all the manure. A quarter of a century ago many Western farmers dumped their manure into the rivers, not supposing that manure or fertiliz ers is now being discussed as well as the methods of restoring fertility. Crab grass springs up after a rain. It should be eradicated when very young, and on dry, warm days. If cleaned out in its first stages the work will be easy, but if it be allowed to root well and make growth it will en tail a vast amount of labor. Every time you use the cultivator in order to kill out the grass and weeds you are at the same time stirring the soil, thereby admitting more air to the roots of the plants, providing a greater amount of moisture and converting tho insoluble substances into plant food. German millet, sown and lightly harrowed in, in the proportion of one bushel of seed per acre, makes an ex cellent crop for summer. But it must be cut as soon as "it shall blossom, for if allowed to ripen its seed it will be come hard and woody. On good, well-manured land it should produce two tons of hay-per acre. Partly with a view to the develop ment of agriculture in Mexico, a pro ject for making Vera Cruz a freo port of entry is being discussed with great interest. The idea is that European merchants would open branch estab lishments in the country, and that agriculture would be promoted in order to stimulate trade. Europeans favor the project as the best means of helping them to meet American competition. To secure fall blooming among roses after blooming in the spring the strong new canes should not be cut back, but be allowed to remain and be bent down to or toward tho ground, fastening them securely with pegs. In this position a great many shoots will start out with more or less bloom. In the following spring cut away as much of the previous year's growth as may be thought best. Very strong grow ing kinds can be allowed more wood than the weaker ones. At a meeting of the Physiological society of Berlin, it was given as a fact that when the bee has filled his cell and completed the lid, a drop of formic acid, obtained from the poison bag, connectedjwith tho sting, is added to the honey by perforating the lid with the sting. This formic acid pre serves honey and every other sugar solution from fermentation. Most of the insects that have a stinging ap paratus similar to that of the bee are collectors and storers of honey, so the sting has a double function—it is a weapon and a pickler. An association is about to be formed in Sullivan county, New York, with headquarters at Cochecton, to be known as the Empire Sheep and Land Company of North America, with a capital stock of $25,000. The object of the proposed company is to clear up the former timber lands of Sullivan, Delaware, and surrounding counties, In the state of New York, and to seed them down in permanent grasses in order to breed 6lieep of a superior •quality for both wool and mutton. Large tracts of land can be had iu these mountains at a very low cost. The land and sheep will be directly under the care of focal boards with the assistance of experienced shepherds. Prof. Lazenby, of Columbus, O., ap proves of soft soap wash for trees. He says: "I am acquainted with an orchard of fifteen apple trees, now 26 years old, that has been regularly and systematically treated to a wash of soft soap about May 20 and again June 20 each year. Less than half a dozen borers have been found in this orchard, and the trees are all In a thrifty, vigor ous condition. Iu the neighboring orchards, where this precaution has not been takeu, tho trees have been kilted by scores, while many that re main are so much injured as to be worthless. Lye is sometimes used in the place of soap, but the latter is a much more effective preventive. It can be readily applied with an old broom. Besides making the iroe ob noxious to the borer, the soap Jcseps the bark in a healthy condition. The Man in the Moon. Do you remember the clouds in the gkr. And the man in the moon peeping through. How he winked at a star with twinkling eye The-night1 was whispering to youf The music and ohorus of insect bands Chirping vespers to valley and hill. The soft, tender clasp of two trembling bunds- Do they live in your memory still? The summer has gono, and the bat lies hid That was watching the moment of bliss, When you asked mo to tell what It was Jfaty did, And i siienoed your lips with a kiss.- The sad willow weeps, tho oak sighs and grieves, For the voices that then filled the air, And Fturms hurl a mountain Of autumn dead leaves O'er uiy hope?, lying tomb'd In despair. The man in tho moon has pone to his rest. And our star sheds no twinkle of lijrht The clouds, like a-pull, overshadow my breast, And my Jove-dream has ended in night, —Outing. MARK TWAIN'S YOUTH. Bow He Came to be a Pilot on the Mis sissippi. Captain Horace Bixby of the mag nificent steamer City of Baton Rouge is the most popular man on Southern waters. Capt. Bixby is a well-pre served relic of the golden age of the river and has been a constant student of currents and chutes for forty years. Horace Bixby is the man who taught Mark Twain how to steer a steamboat, and tile success of his whilom cub has reflected considerable glory on the tutor. That was away back in the '50's, when Bixby was a pilot, and af ter all these years lie is now of the opinion that a pilot is a bigger man than a captain any day, and especially on a dark night in a tight place. Capt. Bixby is now 61 years of age, and he says: "I am just nine and a half years older than Sam Clemens." When in a reminiscent mood the other day he said: "It was quite remarka ble how Sam Clemens happened to be come a pilot. Ho has written a great deal about it himself, but I don't be lieve he ever told it all. It was in tho spring of '57. I was then running reg ularly between St. Louis and New Or leans and occasionally doing an out side job on the Ohio River from Cin cinnati to New Orleans. It was on one of these outside trips that I first met Clemens. I was taking the Paul Jones down from Cincinnati and he was a passenger on board. In those times the pilot-house was a great loaf ing place for passengers and pilots out of work. They came iu, spit all over the wheel, swapped lies, and then left the pilot on duty to slosh around in the debris. I didn't like it a bit, and I was mighty short with all passengers who attempted to talk with me. Ono morning wiien tho boat reached Isl and No. 35 in the Mississippi River, and we were booming along at a good gait, a young man walked into the pi lot-house, and, after watching me for a few minutes, said 'G-o-o-d m-o-r-n i-n-g,' in a drawling manner. "1 said 'good morning' mighty sharp, thinking it would freeze him out. But it didn't. He said •D-o-n'-t y-o-u w-a-n-t a b-o-y to 1-e-a-r-n t-h-e r-i-v-e-r?' 'No don't want any boy to learn the river. What are.you pulling your words that way for?' 'I d-o-n'-t k-n-o-w, y-o-u w-i-1-1 h-a-v-e to a-s-k m-y m-o-t-h-e-r. S-h-e d-o-e-s t-h-e s-a-m-e t-h-i-n-g.' "I thought he was chaffing mc when he said that and I looked up, but his face was just as sober as a preacher's. He then asked mo if I knew the Bow ens who were on the river. I told him that I did and worked with one of them in 1853. Ho told me that the Bowens lived next door to his father. Judge Clemens of Hannibal, Mo. In his drawling way he told me of his plans. He had learned printing at Hannibal on his brother's paper, but it did not agree with him, and he was going to South America for his health. He liked tho river, however, and would abandon his projected invasion of South America for an opportunity to become a pilot. 'There isonly one thing that would induce mo to teach you the river,' said I. 'What's that?' he asked. 'Money,' said I. 'Money?' he echoed. 'That's just it,' I answered. 'How much?' he gasped. 'Fivo hundred dollars,' I said. 'Well, 1 ain't got that much,' said he. 'Then you better get it if you want to learn the river,' I replied. "'I've got eight lots up in Keokuk, Iowa, but I don't know what they would bring, and I've got 2,000 acres of land in Tennessee that I can get 25 cents an acre for,' said he summing up his assets. Wo talked for some time and ho impressed me very favorably. It was finally agreed that ho was to pay me $100 down and $75 every six months until the debt was paid. I told him that he would have to provide his' own clothes and board while in port. On the river ho would receive his board and lodging free. He started in as a cub on tho Aleck Scott and he learned rapidly. He was then just past 21, and rather eccentric. He al ways had writing paper and pencil around the pilot-house, and was eter nally scribbling away at something. I seldom ever tried to investigate the mysteries of his manuscript, but I soon turned liis talent to good account. In those days pilots made out reports of the condition of the channel, and Clemens at once developed into a bril liant and picturesque river reporter. His reports were humorous and con tained all the information, and were frequently copied into the papers just as he wrote them. This, I think, was the first public writing that lie did, ex cept, perhaps, some squibs for the Hannibal paper. He was a good boy, not addicted to dissipation, and obeyed orders. He hated suspenders, and used to enjoy himself in very loose clothes, with his hair roached back. We steered together on many trips, and then he changed around and in two years received a license that made him a full-fledged pilot. His first boat was the Alonzo Child, ander Capt. De Haven, and he kept turning the wheel until the war broke out. His boat was then in tho South, and he piloted three months for the Confederacy. Then he got through the lines and went home, but after a short stay at Hannibal ho went as a volunteer for three months in tho army of Gen. Sterling Price, the Missouri Confederate. He fought for the Confederacy three more .months on land and then retreated in good or der, with his right resting on St. Louis. His brother, Orrin Clemens, was at that time nominated Secretary of the Territory of Nevada, and Sam accompanied nim West. Everybody knows the rest" Three years ago Clemens accom panied Capt, Bixby down the river, and the old stories and glories «ere revived. The result of the trip was the book "Old Times on the Miiisis siuwi." 'Ihe Only Living War-Horse. Probably tho only horse living which served iu tho rebellion is owned in Cleveland by Mr. Francis Bramiey, of No. 1,074 Forest street, says The Main Dealer. "Chubb"' is his name, but it does not describe tho old fellow very well now, for time has shrunken the gallant steed's sinews, roughed his coat, and brought his ribs obtrusively to the front. His early life is shadow ed in obscurity. He is known to have spent his youth in tho blue-grass region of Kentucky, but who was his father and who was his mother it is impossible at this time to say. Quartermaster I). S. Trumbull, of the 24th Kentucky rode him through the early years of tlie war, and in 1863, before tho battle of Lookout Moun tain, presented him to his friend Bramiey, of the 103d Ohio volunteer infantry. Chubb was a good horse then. He was baptized with fire, listened to tho roar of artillery, gal loped with his master over many n bloody field and served through the entire war. He was in a score of battles and carried to victory no less distinguished soldiers than Gen. Jack Casement and Col. James Pickands, both gentlemen natives of the Western Reserve, tho former now dead, the latter a promi nent and wealthy citizen of Cleveland. He never belonged to either of these gentlemen but was loaned to them by Mr. Bramiey, who could not be per suaded to part with his trusty horse at any price. "He's no thoroughbred," said Mr. Bramiey yesterday, "but ho is blooded and there wasn't a horse in the army better than he was. He went through the entire war. I had him with me in Kentucky, Georgia, Tennessee, Ala bama, and North Carolina. Ho was good all around. He could pull like a mule and I had him working when I had charge of the wagon train. He was a'splendid saddle horse and was mighty shrewd, too. I rode him for six months when we were foraging for the army. There wasn't anything could get ahead of him either. When I brought him north with me I used him for driving. I used him so for years." Two years or so ago, when he was 32 or 33 years old, Chubb had an at tack of the old war spirit. Perhaps ho lleard a bugle or the beat of a drum. Something started him he be came unmanageable and ran away with Mr. Bramiey, who was driving him. Then he was deprived of his rank as a carriage horse and ignomin iously put to teaming. There was life in tho old fellow and he worked hard for his board and lodging for two years. His owner thought he had earned a respite from hard labor and for the past year ho has been retired from aetivc service. He banquets daily on a generous supply of oats and enjoys in his old age the compan ionship of his master's children. Oc casionally he goes to a soldier's re union. lie proudly lifts his head at tho cheers of bis companions of the war. He pricks up his ears at the rattle of a drum and tries to prance at the sound of tho bugle and seems to enjoy tho occasion as much as any of his two-footed friends. Good old horse, faithful to his country, faithful to his friends, exchanging like Cincin natus the glories of war for the labor of peace. Never but once has he resented the insult done him by placing him, the war charger and pride of his regi ment, in the harness with a plebean draught horse. How to JUlencb It. The Standard is the gilt-edged elub of the Hebrew element of the city, and an afternoon or evening there will repay any one who has the good for tuuc to be a guest. The Hebrews can give and take a joke about as grace fully as any nationality. Sidney Smith once said that it required a surgical operation to get a Scotchman to see a joko. The Hebrew is as unlike the Scot in this respect as a democrat is unlike a republican. I heard at the Standard the other evening a shot which would have lamed almost any other nationality. I do not vouch for its originality, but is was new to me. A merchant ou Market street, who is quite frequent in his libations, and consequently carries a nose as rubi cund as one of tho danger lights on the north side, was playing cards. One of the party incidentally observed: "Isaac, you haf the most putiful hand I ever saw hung to a man. It is as soft and vite as a voonians." "Vhen I vas a poy, Shakup," re turned Isaac, "I alvays slepd vid my hand iu shammy skin. Dot made 'em vite." "You petter pud dot nose of yours in a shammy skin for avhile, Isaac." The retort broke up tho game, but Isaac broke the necks from a half dozen of extra dry.—Chicago Mail. A Cheap Girl. "How much does your best girl cost you, old fellow?" was plumped at a beardless boy who makes his broad and butter, on about $8 a week, in tho carpenter trade After demurring, as usual over looking at the sentimental aftair in so practical a light, his ob jections were finally overruled, and he consented to talk. "Me and my girl take in all the museum shows. Ten weeks of museums at 20 cents a week makes |2. All the girls hanker after ice-cream, and I generally put np $2 on ice-cream. I have to get her 10 cents worth of tafly off and on. That comes to 75 cents easy. In summer time we get reckless and go to two big blow-outs anyway—most gener ally picnics. Witli the car fare that comes to $3. Other evenings we go to tho parks and freeze to one of them benches. That don't cost nothing ex cept the car fare. Sixty cents would about settle that, for sometimes Wo walk, don't you see. When Christmas comes I do tho grand, and buy a pair of ear-rings or some other piece of finer\\ the kind girls like, ana never pay less than 2 neither. Let's see $2, $2, 75 cents, $3, 80 cents, $2 comes to $10 .35. My girl says that's good enough for her.—Buffalo Times. A nugget of gold weighing 15C oanees and 5 pennyweights was re cently found near Brockenridge. It is worth as a specimen close to $5,000. It is said to be the largest lump of gold ever found in California, but one al most. if not quite as large, was taken from the Little Aunie mine in Summit district, Rio Grande County, late in 1876. Australia produced the largest nugget of gold ever discovered. It weighed 130 pounds, and was found at Ballarat, near Geolong. Jones—But, my dear sir, how can you prove that it's not my nmorella? Smith—By the nmii who lent it to nic a year ago.—Tt& Bito. Stories of Parrots. Scaliger tells of a parrot whieh iml* fated the calls used in tho dances of the Savoyards and repeated parts of their songs. Menault, a Frenchman of Science, tells of a famous parrot, for whieh Cardinal Bossa paid 100 gold crowns because he recited without a blunder the apostles' creed and chanted the magnificat correctly., Jacques Brunot a French writer, tells of an African parrot who danced as he had seen the'people do, repeating as he did so the words of their song: "A little step! A little jump! Iou! Ion!" The story is recorded in English anecdotal collections, if not in grave histories, that a parrot belonging to Henry VIII. once fell in the Thames and summoned passers by to the rescue by calling out: "Help! help!" An Indian parrot was deprived of its mistress by death. It refused to eat, and called out repeatedly: "Whero is madam? Where is madam?" One of tho friends of the family, an elderly major, once patronized the parrot by saying to him: "Jump on your perch. Jacko. there's a good bird jump on your perchP" Jacko looked at him an instant, contemptuously, and then exclaimed: "Jump on the perch, major, jump on the perch!" Brehm, the author of a German work called "The History of Animals," affirms that parrots of tho more in telligent Indian and African varieties have not only been taught many phrases which they repeat by rote, but that they have come to understand the meaning of what they say, and use words independently in their proper senses. He cites the case of an East Indian parrot who learned a large number of Dutch words in his native country. Brought to Europe, ho learned a number of German and French words in succession. He asked for water, for food, for playthings, and for a chance to get out of his cage, which was regularly allowed him. Ho did not always use the German word for what he wanted in speaking to Germans, but sometimes substituted the Dutch words, in their proper sen ses. No doubt a good many of his native screeches and jabberings were put down as "Dutch" by his German masters. The French traveller. La Barre, a very serious and careful writer, tells a singular story of an African parrot called Chrysostom by the sailors on board a vessel which brought Le Barre from Senegal to Franco. Chrysostom had belonged to the chaplain of the ship, who had taught him a prayer or two and a portion of tho liturgy. On the voyage the chaplain died, and tho bird continued to repeat the prayer that had been taught him. The sailors bestowed upon the parrot the name of "the chaplain," and knelt about his cage in a reverent manner when tho bird repeated his prayer. There is an other. and an unpleasant side to this picture, however, iu the fact that "the chaplain" learned some of the sailors' oaths and added them to his liturgy. He also learned to call himself by tho title of "the chaplain,'' and made such speeches as this: "Had your breakfast, Mr. Chaplain? Oh, yes, oh, yes. Mr. Chaplain wants a cracker. Yes, yes— for the chaplain. Amen!" The Oyole for Military Purposes* Mounted infantry suffer in any case under many disadvantages as an ef fective force one-third of the number must be left to take care of the horses, and the remaining two-thirds are ham pered by tho necessity of keeping with in a certain distanco of their animals, while the horses themselves form a con spicuous mark for the enemies' artil lery. Compare mounted infantry under these conditions with a similar number of men mounted upon cycles. More inconspicuous and more silent, the cycle soldiers could advance with equal rapidity and ease, and the ma chines, stacked in pairs or thrown in the grass or under trees or hedges, would be quite invisible at a verv short distance, and, even if seon, much less easily damaged than a similar number of horses. The wholo of the men would then be available for the ordinary woA of infantry, thus adding one-third to tho effective strength of the detachment. Such bodies of cycle soldiers, drawn from among the marksmen of our array, would as Lieut. Col. Savile recently suggested, possess a special value in the field. As scouts,tho cycle soldiers would again have many points in their favor. When compared with infantry, they would be decidcdly superior in speed, while, should occasion arise, the cy clist could drop his machine in its tracks and act entirely as an infantry man. When keeping touch over a wide stretch of country the extra pace attainable by the light-riding scout would be of immense advantage. As compared with tho cavalry scout tho cycle-mounted soldier would possess many important recommendations he would be much less conspicuous than the cavalryman, not inferior to him in speed, much more independent of his mount should it be at any time necessary for him to operate on foot, while his progress would be more silent, especially at high speeds. Be hind the lighting line the cyclist would be found very useful. Message carry ing, as was remarked at a recent dis cussion on these points, is poor work for a cavalry soldier valuable horses are wearied, and useful soldiers sent away on duties which could be at least as effectively rendered by an average cyclist, and a proper trained and or ganized body of cycling messengers would, I feel, show a much higher average of speed.—Longman's Maga zine. A Famous Bell. The imperial bell of Cologne, one of the largest in the world, is Famous ntrtr alone for its dimensions and its power lul sound, bat still more for its per sistenWsilence. For now upward of four years its bronze mouth has not spoken in fact the bell has never yet *,• invited the faithful to service, because it remains thus far unblessed by the church, although tho present incum bent of the archiepiseopal see hah re sided nearly two years within tho shadow of the dome. Quite recently the architect of the cathedral formally appealed to the ecclesiastical digui- tary. Dr. Kreinontz, who, however, lays the blame to the government authorities. In turn, the Minister of Worship has since been addressed on tho subject of the bell, and it is now believed that he will ere long take the necessary steps to h»yo it solemnly consecrated. Maxwell, who murdered Preller in St. Louis, was photographed iu a great many positions, among which was that of an oarsman with an oar in one hand and a river scene in the background. fj V. v-