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"A BIG PURCHASE.
How DUPONT SUPPLlEDT-HE bows
can FOR THE CIVIL_W_AR.
.‘As “Mr. Jones” the Great Powder-Maker
Bought All the Saltpetre There was in
England and Charged the Government
Nothing for His Services.
On the banks of the Brandywine, in
Delaware, are the great Dupont Pow-
der Mills. Established in 1802 by the
French Royalist, Eleuthere T.‘ Dupont
de Nemours, who found republican
France an uncongenial home, they have
grown to be the greatest mills in the
world for the making of explosives. At
the time of the civil war the Dupont's
were, as they are .to-day, powder male-
ers for the United States government.‘
In 1861 the secretary of war sent for the
Duponts, and La Motte Dupont, one' of
the heads of the firm, went to Wash-
ington in reply to the summons. '
“Are you prepared to furnish a. very
large amount of gunpowder?” asked
the secretary of war.
“That depends on our obtaining salt-
petre,” was «the answer. “The saltpe-
tre of the world is mined. in India, of
course, under the control of the British
government and the markets are in
London and Liverpool."
The secretary of war was startled. If
England should prove unfriendly dur-
ing the cours’e of the war which was
opening, the saltpetre market would,
of course, be closed to the United
States. ,
“The government must buy a large
amount at once," he said.
“Excuse me," said Mr; Dupont, “the
United States cannot go into the mar-
ket and buy saltpetre at'any reasona-
ble price-~indeed, it might not be able-
to buy it at all, but the Duponts .can
get 'it'without exciting comment."
“Will you go to England and buy it-—
buy all there is?"
Mr. Dupont agreed to go, and he and
the secretary of war talked a few mo‘
ments longer; they made a_. few figures
and the powder man was provided with
lettersof credit on the Rothschilds.
On the next steamer he sailed for
England and presented himself with
letters, of introduction to the Rams
childs.-_ - .
“Very sorry, Mr. Dupont, your letters
of credit have not arrived,” and he was
politely bowed out.
He next presented letters of introduc-
tion to Baring Brothers, the London
correspondents of the Duponts. One of
the firm, a Mr. Archibald, cordially re-
ceived the powder manufacturer.
“Very happy to meet you, Mr. Du-
pont. We have never had the pleasure
of meeting a. Dupont, although We have
done business with the firm for fifty
years." I
“I am very glad to meet you,” said
the American, “for I am in need of
money."
“We shall be most happy to furnish
you with all that you require. About
how much will you need?”
Mr. Dupont looked meditatively at
the floor for a moment, and Mr. Archi-
bald looked with some curiosity at his
American customer. A homely man
was this powder maker; ‘high cheek
bones, a square chin, covered with a
thin, uneven bristly beard, spectacles
on his deep, kind eyes; a man who
somewhat resembled Lincoln in the
character of his face. Mr. Archibald
thought he might want several hun-
dred pounds. This American had per«
haps found London a little more ex.-
pensive than in his western simplicity
he had supposed. Mr. Dupont, looking
up, said:
“I shall want 500,000 pounds, and I
want it right away.”
Mr. Archibald was amazed. Only his
British phlegm prevented him exhibit-
ing his astonishment. lVas this Amer-
ican a new Monte Cristol
“By right away, do you mean now?”
he managed to ask.
“I mean in twenty-four hours; that
is what we call ‘right away’ in the
United States."
“You will pardon me if I consult my
partners-—it is a good deal of money.”
Mr. Dupont admitted'that it was a
good deal of money and he took his
hat. .
“By the way, when you send word
to my hotel, ask for “Mr. Jones.‘ I am
registered under that name.”
Before he was out or bed the next
morning Mr. Archibald called. The
Barings would let Mr. Dupont have the
money.
Mr. Dupont now had money to burn
(this is not altogether slang) and the set _
out to buy saltpetre. He proposed to.
buy only the large lots, but to buy them
all. He went first to Liverpool, and
found the saltpetre in the hands ‘of four
dealers. He was a “Mr. Jones,” who
wanted some saltpetre.
He bought the stock of all the dealers
and each man hugged himself with de-
light because he'had sold his saltpetrc,
until he discovered that there wasnone
in the market, and the price had ad-
vanced; therefore, the balance of his
days, he cursed the tricky Yankee.
This great supply of saltpetre bought
the next thing’was to hire ships to
carry ‘lt to America. He found Ameri-
can vessels in Liverpool which would
undertake to transport it, a matter of
some risk, for saltpetre was contraband
of war.
The loading began; everything moved
slowly. Mr. Dupont was exasperated
at the tedious delays, for all the means
of transportation moved deliberately in
England. At last the vessels were ready
and he informed the harbor master that
the shipswould sail at high tide that
evening. The harbor master found it
impossible to have the papers ready--
it would take two or three days. There.
was red tape here and red tape there:
Mr. Dupont was now in a fever of im-
patience. Every 'hour increased the
danger of the government finding out
that all the saltpetre in England was
mum, go over. theses; another. day‘s
ruins W-~
delay and the ships might not sail at
,_
all. He pressed.the' harbor master for
the clearance papers. The polite offi-
cial explained that it would cost him
his position if it was known that he had .
violated the rules.
“And how much is your position'
worth?" .
“Three hundred pounds a year.”
Mr. Dupont looked a! the harbor,
master attentiVely: he was a man of
over sixty years. Then he put his hands
in his pockets and looked out the oflice
window, which bristled with masts of
all nations. Now Mr. Dupont knew his
Dumas well, and at that moment he
was turning over in his mind the meth- ,
0d the Count of Monte Cristo used to
rid a garden of dormice Which ate his
peaches.
“I should like to draw a check for . ‘
three thousand pounds in exchange for
the papers,” he said. The ships sailed "
on the next tide. )
When Mr. Dupont reported to the I
secretary of war there was a love feast
in the office of the war department. Af-
ter the congratulations were over the;
secretary said: ‘
“How much do we owa you, Mr. Du-
pont?” '
The powder maker named the amount
of his expenses, to which he added $15,-
000 to the harbor master.
“But what charge do you make for
your services in the negotiation?” .
Then this Franco-American, who
might have demanded a princely sum
for his extraordinary services, bowed-
-to the secretary and replied:
“I have had the distinguished honor
of helping the government; I wish noth-
ing further.”
There is a sequel to this story. When
the war was over, Mr. Dupont, realiz-
ing the tremendous risk run by the
government in relying upon native
saltpetre, set himself to inventing an
artificial substitute, and hereafter, with
mountains of nitrate of soda in Chili.
and potash everywhere, the United
States will never be in such straits
again.
In 1884 this distinguished powder
maker fell a victim to his enthusiasm
for his business and while experi-
menting with high explosives, was kii~
led in an explosion.--New York Trib-
une.
HARDTACK BETTER THAN BREAD.
Army Food Which Improves Upon Close
Acquaintance.
“One of the queerest' things about
new troops is the prejudice against
army crackers," said the major, as he.
recalled some happenings of the civil
war, “but they all get over it in, time,
and come to understand that the sol-
dier’s stomach has no standby like
hardtack. Our company had this ten-
derfoot nbtion that fresh or dry bread
is betterthan crackers for soldiers on
for march. On one occasion we load-
ed up with bread to last for three days.
The second day most of it was sour,
and the third day it was worse. Be-
fore we returned to camp we were
crazy forlcrackers, and we never went
back on them after that.
“We learned to appreciate hardtack
in the forced march from southern
Tennessee to Louisville in 1862. Regu—
lar rations ran out and flour was is-
sued instead of‘ crackers. This didn't
seem objectionable at first, but when
we had to march all day and got our
rations of flour at midnight, with or-
ders to [move at 3 a. m., the heavy
.swearers came into action. There was
no time to cook even flapjacks or sink-
ers, and if you attempted to carry flour
in the rain you came out at night with
a bag of paste. A cast iron stomach
could not stand such messes as the
soldiers made of the flour. They made
dough and baked or half baked it in
ashes or on dirty hot stones, and ate
so-called biscuits, withthe soft, un-
baked centers burning lips and throats,
and, after they were swallowed, lying
like lumps of leadin not overstrong
stomachs. The whole division cheered
like wild men when we struck the
cracker line' at West Point, on ,the
Ohio.”—-Chicago Inter—Ocean.
Alter Long Years.
“Do you remember,” said Miss An-
cient Oldgir‘l to Col. Crabtree, “how
when you were a young man you pro-
posed to me and I rejected you?”
‘fIt is one of the happiest recollec
ti'ons ofvmy life,” said the Colonel with
an air of gallantry. And Miss Oldgirl
is still wondering—Puck.
THE SONG OF THE BULLET.
' I peacefully slumbe'red a thousand years.
A thousand years and more. .
e centuries. with noiseless tread,
Marched past my chamber door,
And grasses grew and flowers bloomed l
At my threshold, year by-year.
At peace with God and man were we
x particular variety of dress goods to the
.eId lines. Venetian guipure lace and
And nothing knew of fear. -
A rude awakening came oné day, 4;}
One day in the long ago.
When the awful fire of hate had set
.The heart of man aglow, ’
Then was I made a. messenger ,
Of misery and death. _ . :
Woe Was in my cursed voice, ' '
And evil in my breath.
Over the land and over the sea,
A frantic thing,[ fly. _
Courageous men grow faint with fear, i
When they hear my vengeful cry. 1
l
And women list, with anguished hearts.
To the dreadful song I sing;
For tidings of death and ravished love
To their tortured ears I. bring.
~~-l'homas Holmes.
The Tiger4—l've—lbéen chasing a mis-
sionary for ten miles. ,Have you seen
anything of blunt .
a}. steamimmammw. use. . . u
If"
‘gagement was broken? ,
The Lion—He just stepped inside.
aRocaoss BlDDlNG FOR FAvoa.‘
Pink kthe Desired Color Under 13an
Materials.
(By special arrangement with the N.Y. Sun.)
Brocaded materials of. all sorts are
making a bid for favor; and the pros-
pect now is that autumn will ‘brihg this
front once more. Fashion, like his-
tory, is sure. to repeat itself, even
though it is never quite on the some
insertion is the trimming on the bap-
t-iste gown, and a pretty touch of color
is given by the belt and collar band of
pale yellow green satin.
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A delicate shade of yellow pink is one
of the most favored colors for the silk
linings under transparent materials of
white, ecru, pale blue and gray. Some
of the light India silk gowns are quite
as pretty as the muslin-s, one model
dotted over with tiny tea rose buds and
lined with pink. silk being especially
charming. .. ..
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A series of broad tucks, sloping «to-
ward the front to give a pannier effect
without the old time puffiness, is one
of the modes of skirt decoration seen
on thin gowns. Wide bias folds are
sometimes substituted for the tucks, as
they can be arranged in the various de-
sired ferms much more easily. It is
evident, too, among the latest gowns,
that folds are a decided feature of
dress trimming, an example of which
is a white crepe de chine, trimmed up
to the knees with wide folds of the
same stuff put on in waved lines all
around. The bodice is similarly deco—
rated with- bands of Venetian lace be-
tween the folds. A contrasting color
is sometimes employed for this mode
of trimming, white taffeta being used
with striking effect over figured ,fou-
\ - .m.
lards. The folds may be put on to lap
a trifle over each other, or separated
by their own width with a row of lace
insertion between, as you fancy, and
still another pretty mode of using them
is to head each one with a tiny ruche
of chiffon or satin ribbon, bearing a
narrow space between the folds.
Rudolph—Why did you insist on her
returning your letters after the en-
Algernon—I was afraid she would.
ohm-ire me stamina—Atlanta Journal.
I
THE session BIRDS oFcosAu"
Hideous Turkey Buzzards That Are Allies -
of the America“ A guy.
A feature of campaigning in Cuba.
which has inspired the soldiers from
the North with horror and disgust is
the presence of the huge turkey, buz«
zards on the battle. fields. The bird is.
perhaps, in appearance and habits, the
most loathsome creature of air known
to this continent. It is, of right, a vul-
ture, stands about two and one-half
feet high and is of a lustrous brewnish.
black plumage. The hideous «part of the
bird is its head and neck, naked of plu-
mage, and reddish, like raw flesh. Be.-
low this is a circular ruffof feathers.
which seem to accentuate the revolting
appearance of the neck. The bill is
long and slender, with a powerful cur?-
ed tip for tearing flesh. .
Carrion is the food of the turkey buz-
zard, though it will" eat fresh meat; and
when in force will even kill small ani-
mals or birds. But American soldiers
in Cuba, with their dead lying in the
thick underbrush, know too well what
the approach of these vultures means,
and for them the nauseous birds form
the chief horror of the war. In a let-
ter to a friend in this city, written af.
ter the fighting at Balquiri, one .of the
Rough Riders tells of watching the
buzzards come and shooting at them as
they settled down to their ’feast. One
of his company, he adds, who taught as-
bravely as the best during the battle,
went into a sort of hysterical fit at the
approach of one of the birds, and cow-
ered away'from it, crying like a child.
Other instances of the soldiers shoot-
ing at the buzzards and killing or driv-
ing them away have been related. -
Yetfthere is much to be said on the
side of ~the carrion birds. They are our
, best allies. and as soon as the battle is
over their work of sanitation begins.
In that hot climate death lurks in the
dead‘and reaches forth for the living.
Close behind death in battle waits
death by pestilence, ready to claim ,
more victims than shot and shell. It
~is here that the vultures perform their
part, terrible to think of, but very nec-
essary to the army’s weal. After the
battle friend or foe lie dead together
in the all but impenetrable Chaparral.
What he burial parties cannotvflnd in
that tangled underwood the instinct of
the vulture discovers. Far away intho
sky-distance a black spot appears,
grows larger and sails along on mo~
tionless wings until presently it settles
down to earth. Others follow, gather- .
ing from all parts of the compass. They
settle in little bands of five or six or
eight or even a dozen, and when' they
have risen, instead of the intolerable
and horrible residue of humanityw'hich
lay in the brush, a menace 'of pesti-
lence, there remains only a skeleton to
whiten in the sun and rain. '
All through the South the‘ worth of
the turkey buzzard as a scavenger is
well understood. Laws are in force
protecting these birds, and anyone
i shooting them or wantonly disturbing
. them is fined. In the smaller towns
they are the street cleaning department,
and even in cities like Charleston they
stalk about the streets unmolested,
and uttering their harsh, hissing note.
New Jerseyis as far north as they
get on the Atlantic coast, but the
southern states teem with them, and in
Cuba they have multiplied rapidly in
the last two years. Hideous and foul
as they and their ways are, the north-
ern soldier who shoots them unwitting-
ly commits an offense against the whole
army of invasion, for if there were no
turkey buzzards in Cuba many a good
American who will return home to tell
of his part in the war would leave his
bones for testimonial to a more deadly
foe than the Spanish.--Chicago Inter-
Ocean.
LIVING LEAVES OF FLORIDA.
How These Peculiar Insects Scared Away
:1 Party of Spaniards.
A party of Spanish soldiers, landing
on the coast of Florida, to procure fresh
water, were alarmed by seeing a sup-
posed shower of leaves suddenly be-
come animated, jumping, walking, fiut-
tering over the ground. They left, de-
claring that the place was bewitcbed.
One of them averred that on their re-
treating the trees started in pursuit.
How these brave men would have
stared had they known that it was only
a harmless insect that was at the bot:
tom of it all.
The Phillium scythe, or leaf insect,
leads a sluggish life, making its home
on the branches of a tree. Its body is
very thin and flat, its large wings shap-
ed. valued and colored exactly like a
leaf. When disturbed it tucks its legs
under its body, thus perfecting the re-
semblance to a leaf, with petiole and
stem complete. 'In the summer its
wings are bright green, but in the fall
they change with the deciduous leaves
to a brown, withered hue. Its hold
upon the branch is slight, a puff of wind
being enough to throw it upon the
ground, when it at once sets out to re-
gain its home in such manner as terri-
fied the Spanish soldiers. '
There is another race of leaf insects,
butterflies. While the upper surface of
their Wings is bright, like a flower, the
lower resembles a withered leaf, with
fungus like blotches. Their flight is
very swift, and they settle on twigs
only, never on leaf or flower.
When pursued and hard pressed the
leaf butterfly has a way of vanishing
as suddenly as a. full fledged ghost.
In the twinkling of an eye the insect
has become a leaf, so far as its pursue:
is concerned. Settling on a twig. it
folds its wings closely, back to back,
with the head and antenae hidden be-
tween them. The tiny tails of the wings
touch the twig, forming a perfect stark
to the leaf, which is held in place by
the middle pair of feet. While thus at
rest the most observant eye would not
suspect it to be other than a withered
leaf.--Philadelphia Inquirer.
“O'h, Bridget, I told you to notice
when the a'pplesboiled over.” “sure, I
did, mu‘m. It‘was quarter-past eleven."
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