BISHOP VA TRAMP.
HOW A CLERGYMAN PUT IN TWO
WEEKS AS A “WEARY WILLIE.”
Had Many Adventures~—One Time a Hotel
Keeper Refused a. Night's Lodging and
_ Another Time He Was Taken for a Gov-
ernment Inspector by Moonshiners.
(For years the venerable Episcopal-
bishop of Delaware, Right Rev.
Leighton Coleman, has aimed to put
in a portion of his summer vacation-
l'n getting close down to the people.
For two weeks in September he was
lost to the world, and in the guise of
an aged tramp “hot-footed it,” as the
Keboes have it. Two hundred and
thirty-five miles he traversed at an
average rate of something more than
twentv-two miles a day, and once
registered the record of twenty-six.
Travel with him a few days and
you will see more of real life as it is
lived by the common people than you
will see pictured in books or lived in
the crowded cities. Night comes on
and he turns in at a farmer’s gate
and askes for a place to sleep. There
Was room for him that first night out
from the comforts of Bishopstead, as
his home is called, and he found a
welcome among those he had never
known before. Supper of corn bread
and salt pork and good fresh butter
and home made bread, and then a
clean straw tick to sleep on. Morn-
ing came and with it breakfast.
Trudging on in the dust he stopped
frequently during the morning to talk
with laborers in the field. Sometimes
they took kindly to his dignified man-
ner and venerable appearance, some~
RIGHT REV. LEIGHTON COLEMAN. .
times not. Night came again and
clouds lowered. Tired, and fearing
rain, the old man hurried to a. country
tavern. The landlord was locking up
for the night. He surveyed the
stranger at a glance and then spoke
up abruptly:
“No’p, chuck full t'night." -
“Can’t I sleep on the floor," asked
he tramp. “I’ve traveled since early
flowing and I’m tired out.”
“’Fraid not.” and that settled the
iscussion.
Then he sought a near by farm—
11 ouse. The lights were out; the farm-
-r and his household doubtless
ere asleep. but the dogs on guard
ertainly were not. They met him at
he gate and the tramp bishop was
unning down the road as fast as his
egs could carry him.
Another night followed a day of
varied- experiences. A farmer kindly
ave him entrance to a hay loft, and
here he passed the night.
A woodman’s but came in his path
.nother day, and the tramp spent the
ight in the same room with a num-
. - of children, for there was, in fact.
at two rooms in the house. As he
as eating dinner at a farmhouse
miles down the road the following day
he bishop noticed an old-fashioned
lock on the mantelpiece, and was
old that it had not been running for
cars. Every member of the family
athered around him on the back
orch while he took the wheels apart
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nd set the works together again so
lat they would do the work for
hich they were made. ‘
So the day went by and the clothes
tom the attic at Bighopstead grewolzl-
r and dustier and more ragged. Before
had not been so easy to disguise
e kindly bearing and the betraying
gne of education, but in the last of
ose eventful ten and a half days the
ishon declared that few of the per-
ns whom he met thought of him as
her than a poor unfortunate.
Perhaps his most dangerous experi-
ce was while tramping in the moun-
ins. Unexpectedly for both parties
.ncerned, he came out upon a com-
any of moonshiners. They suspect-
d him as a revénue officer in disguise
ud threatened personal violence. but
e bishop’s story got him away in
fety, At other times there was
ood to chop for meals. and Chores
1 do for a night’s lodging By pop.
rming Whatever work was suggest.
in these cases Bishop Coleman
on his way to the hearts of the
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mountaineers and the farm people,
and likewise have shattered the tra-
ditions which have for years hovered
about the undisturbed heads of pro
fessional tramps.
Asked to tell the chief impressions
of these common people he hai
brought back from the country with
him, he replied:
“Oxlike patience. A wonderful con-
tentment with hard conditions. No
soft beds, no tempting-food, no car-
pets, no love or comprehension of the
beautiful, ‘no comfort and yet with it
all a kind of happiness.”
At home Bishop Coleman is fairly
worshiped, not only by his immediate
parisioners, but by the members of
the surrounding parishes and towns-
people generally. He has a kind word
always for everyone, and his tireless
energy is remarkable. His home and
grounds look like a bit of old England.
Back to Bishopstead, his mansion, the
trees stand thick to the shore of
Brandywine. The mans-ion is full of
rare paintings, quaint old clocks and
bric-a-brac, and there are. whole
roomsful of books. Everything
breathes an artistic and beautiful at-
mosphere. There is no vanity in his
nature. He works because he loves
to work, and he makes people happy
without knowing that he is doing it,
and he is happy because they seem to
be pleased. He takes those annual
rambles simply because he loves to
be with nature, and he wears the
garb of a tramp, as he says, because
“people are apt to play a part in the
presence of a clergyman.”
Anyway his queer wanderings
make him all the dearer to his friends,
and while they fear to see him go
away, they were more than willing to
flock around him on his return to hear
the detailed account of his journey.—
Chicago Times-Hearld.
ONE ON GENERAL WHEELER.
of a Country School Boy at
His Expense.
“You can’t most always swear to
the stories you hear,” remarked the
Philadelphia drummer, “and I am not
swearing to the one I heard the
other day on General Joe W'h-eeler in
Alabama, but it is just as good as if
I did swear to it, so what‘s the differ-
ence? It seems that once the gen—
eral, whom you all know is only a
boy’s size, and not a big boy at that.
had, in the course of his travels on
one of his electioneering tours,
brought up in a remote school house,
where, of course, he was called upon
to make a few remarks to the schol-
ars. This he did in his best style,
and when he had finished he stood by
the teacher while that worthy said a
few thins, among them that time-
worn suggestion to the eifect that
when the boys Of the school grew up
they, too, might be congressmen.
like General Wheeler, such are the
wonderful possibilities of this great
and glorious country of ours.
“At this point a. long, good-natured,
gangling gawk of a boy, about four—
teen years old and about fourteen feet
A Good Joke
tall, stuck up his hand. grinning
sheepishly the meanwhile.
“‘Mc, too?’ he inquired.
“ ‘Certainly. Henry,’ replied the
teacher assuringly, ‘just as much as
any other boy.’
“‘I reckon not,’ insisted the boy.
, ‘I reckon I‘ll have to ungrow of I ever
run on that there ticket,’ nodding to
ward the general in a way that
brought down the house, amidst the
embarrassment of the teacher and the
great delight of the general.”
Court Etiquette :1 Puzzle.
A young woman of reputation as
a singer, who was Command-ed
appear before her Majesty at Bal-
moral on the occasion of her last visit
to Deeside, suffered in her feelings
from an ignorance of court etiquette
which might easily have been rcm+
edied.
The singer, escOrted by the ladies in
waiting and an usher, descended to
an ante-room, where presently
Prince Henry of Battenburg informed
them that her Majesty was seated,
and then all proceeded to the drawing
room,» where the Queen sat in the
center, nearly fifty guests standing
around near the walls.
After making obeisance, the artist
sung the songs selected by her Majesty
from a list. They were all Scotch
songs, and evidently afforded great
pleasure. Tea and champagne Were
olfered to the singer, and then an
attendant handed' the Queen :1
morocco box, and the artist took
advantage of the small commotion
thus caused and retired, bowing. This
was a mistake, as the Queen‘s secre-
tary, who had followed her to the
ante-room informed her. (She should
have wait-ed until royal permission
had been given for her to leave the
Rox-
burgh afterward brought her a hand-
some bracelet—a present from the
Queen, whichhad been contained in
the morocco box, and which had been
intended to be presented by her
Majesty in the drawing room—
Chicago Record.
WIT AND HUMOR.
“I feel like a store with a bargain
sale,” grouped Tommy,. as be ap-
proached from the direction of the
pantry, the immediate surroundings
of his mouth being a suspicious dark
red.
"What’s tIQe matter, my dear?”
“Jam inside.”—Detroit Free Press.
The Cuban
head sadly.
"And is it for this we haVe been
fighting?” he asked. ,
“What‘s the matter?” said his com-
panion. _ ‘
“The Americans say we must go to
work."——North American.
insurgent shook his
tor
. phus fever.
5 self was collectedin the head, when I
.member any conditions
GHOST SENSATIONS.
A PHYSICIAN WHO DIED AND THEN
_CAME TO LIFE AGAIN.
l'eatures of the Spook State as He Do-
scribed His Experiences—Tile Old Body
Seen From the Viewpoint of the
New. .
“Speaking of strange experiences.” 3
said the professor as the party sat;
chatting over their after dinner cigars, I
“if you care to hear it, 1w 1 tell you '1
how it seems to die. . My uncle, Dr. J.
S. Long, one of the prominent physl- I
clans of St. Louis, told me years ago. -
This incident happened to one Dr.
Warren, a physician of Columbus, 0.,
about twenty years ago. I will give I
you the facts as they were related to
me by one of the members of the Soci- .1
‘ety for'Psychical Research. Dr. War- 1
ton, when in full possession of his fac-
ulties, appeared to come to the mo-
ment of death in the last stage of ty- .‘
Before the final lapse into -
unconsciousness he discussed with his
friends the question of immortality.
His voice failed and his strength
weakened, and, as a last effort, be
stiffened his legs. He lay for hours
as dead, the church bells being rung
for his death. A needle was thrust
into various parts of his body from the
feet to the hips without having any
effect. He was pulsele-ss for a long:
time and for nearly half an hour he
appeared absolutely dead. While his
body was lying in this deathlike trance
his soul was disengaging itself from
its earthly tabernacle. This is the ac-
count he gave of his sensations:
“ ‘I. woke up out of unconsciousness
into a state of conscious existence and
discovered that. the soul was in the
body, but not of it. With all the inter-
est of a physician I beheld the won-
ders of my bodily anatomy, intimately
interwoven with which, even tissue
for tissue, was I, the living soul of
that dead body. I learned that the
epidermis was the outside boundary
of the ultimate tissues, so to Speak, of I
the soul. I realized my condition, and
reasoned calmly thus; I have died, as
men term death, and yet I am as
much a man as ever. I am about to
get out of the body. I watched the in‘
teresting process of the separation of
soul and body.
“ ‘By some power, apparently not
my own, the ego was rocked to and
fro, latterly, as a cradle is rocked, by
which process its connection with the
tissues of the body was broken up.
After a little time the latteral mo-
tion ceased, and along the soles of the
feet. beginning at the toes, passing
rapidly to the heels, I felt and heard,
as it seemed. the Snapping of innu-
merable small cords. When this was
accomplished, I began slowly to re.-
treat from the feet toward the head,
as a rubber cordslrortens.
ber reaching the hips and saying to
myself, ”Now there is no life below
the hips.” I can recall no memory of
passing through the abdomen or chest,
but recollect distinctly when my whole
reflected thus: I am all .in the head
now, and I shall soon be free. I passed
around the brain as if I were hollow,
compressing it and its membranes
slightly on all sides toward the centre,
and peeped out between the sutures oi’
the skull, emerging like the flattened
edges of a bag of membranes. I recol-
lectfiistinctly how I appeared to my-
self something like a jellyfish as re-
gards color and form. As I emerged
from the head I'fioated up and down,
and laterly like a soap bubble attach-
ed to the bowl 'of a pipe, until I at
last broke loose from the body and
fell lightly to the floor, where I slowly
rose and expanded into the full stat-
ure of a man. I seemed to be trans
lucent, of a bluish cast.
“ ‘I fled toward the partially opened
door, but upon reaching the door I
turned and faced the company. As I
did so my deft elbow came in contact
with the arm of one of two gentlemen
standing in the door. To my surprise.
his arm passed through mine without
apparent resistance, the severed parts
closing again without pain. as air rc-
unites. I lookcd quickly up at his face
to see if he had noticed the contact,
but he gave me no sign—~only stood
and gazed toward the couch I had just
left. I directed my gaze in the di-
rection of his, and saw my own dead
body. ' '
“ ‘I saw a number of persons sitting
and standing about the body. and par
ticularly noticed two women. appar-
ently kneeling by my left side. and I
knew they were wet-ping. I have since
learned that they were my wife and
sister. but I had no conception of in
dividuality. Wife, sister and friend
were all as one tome. I did not re
of relation-
ship; at least. I did not think of any.
I could distinguish sex but nothing
more. Not one lifted her eyes from my
body'.'
“‘I turned and passed out at the
open door, inclining my them] and
wa-tching'whore I set my feet as I
stepped onto the porch. I crossed the
porch, descended the steps, walked
down the path and into the street.
There I stopped and looked about m».
I never saw that street more distinct-
ly than I saw it then. I took note of
the redness of the soil, and the wash-
es the rain had made. I took a 1'3 th-
er pathetic look about me, like one
who is about to leave his home for a
long time. Then I discovered that I
had become larger than I was in earth
life, and congratulated myself there
upon. I was somewhat smaller in the
body than 1 just liked to be, but in
the next life. I thought, I am to be a:
I desired. My clothes, I noticed, had
accommodated themselves to my in-
creased siature, and I fell .to wonder-
ing where they came from and how
they got onto me so quickly, and with-
out my knowledge. ,1 okamlncd the
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fabric, and judged it to be some kind
of Scotch material—a good suit, I
thought. but not handsome; still, neat
and good enough. The, coat fits loose-
ly, too, and that is well forsumaner.
“How well I feel,” I thought. “Only
a few’minutcs ago I was horribly sick
and distressed. Then came that change
called death, which I have so much
dreaded. It is past now, and here am
I, still a man. alive‘ and thinking—yes,
thinking as clearly as ever, and how
well I feel." ‘
“ ‘In the exuberance of my joy at,
the thought that I would never be
sick again, I danced in high glee. 1
then noticed that I could see the back
of my coat with the eyes of my old
body, while my spiritual eyes were
looking forward. I discovered that 1:
small cord, like the thread of a mi
fler‘s web ran from my shoulders back
to my body and was attached to it at-
the base of the neck in front. Then I
passed through the air upheld by a
pair of hands which I could feel press-
ing lightly on my sides. I travelled at.
a. swift but pleasant rate of speed un-
til I arrived on a narrow but well-
built roadway inclined upward at an
angle of 25 degrees. It was about as
far above the treetOps as it was above
the clouds. The roadway seemed to
have no support, but was built of
milky quartz and white sand. Feeling
very lonely I looked for a companion. .
and' as a man dies every twenty soc
ands I thought I ought not to have
Iong to wait before some one would
travel my way. But I could see no
me. At last. when I was beginning to
«feel miserable, a face full of ineffablc
love and tenderness appeared to me.
Right in front of me I saw three pro
digious rocks blocking the road. A
voice spoke to me from a thunder
cloud, saying: “This is the road to the
eternal world; once you pass them you
can no more return to the body."
there were four entrances, one very
lark; the other three led into a cool.
quiet and beautiful country. I de-
sired to go in, but when I reached the
exact centre of the rock I was sudden-
ly stopped. I became unconscious
again and when I awoke I was lying'
in my bed. I awoke "to consciousness
and soon recovered.’
“This narrative was written out by
the doctor eight weeks after the thing
occurred, but he told the story to those
at the bedside as soon as he revived.
The doctor who attended him said that
the breath was entirely extinct as far
as could be observed and every symp-
tom marking'the patient as dead was
present.”—New York Sun.
A BLOW AT WOMAN’S SUFFRAGE.
An Editor's Opinion of It’s Defeat in the
State of Washington.
An editorial in the Portland Ore-
goniau has this to say in relation to
the defeat of the. equal stii’i‘raq-c
imendment in the state of Washington
The woman suffrage amendment
was buried in the same grave with
the. single-tax pro-position by the
voters of IVashington. Political suf-
frage for woman is a slowly dy-
ing cause, and it is dying because ii
ls without excuse forfurthercxistcnce.
The real wrongs of Women which cx-
Isted when Lucy Stone began her
agitation in 1847 have mostly been re-
dressed by" legislation. To-dvay every
political principle advocated at the
outset is enjoyed by women, save full
suffrage, and every legal right sought
by Lucy Stone has been granted to
women. They are even treated with
partiality by the laws, compared with
men. Their individuality is not lost
in marriage, as it was when Mrs.
Stanton, who is now over 80, was a
young girl. Every avenue of activity
Is open to them; they are as free as
men to earn their living in any wav
they please. The conjugal. parental
and property rights of women have
been recognized - and established by
the political action of men without the
lid of woman suffrage, simply because
the vast. mass of influential women
and public opinion thought that the
best way. The present situation is
totally different from that of forty
years ago, when “woman’s rights”
was a genuine cause, because there
were genuine woman’s wrongs to be
tighted and legal disabilities to be re-
moved. The agitation and organized
aflort begun more than fifty years ago
had much to do with the recognition
and redress of these wrongs, legal dis-
abilities and inequalities; but with the
accomplishment of these reforms the
’ cause of woman suffrage has made no
real progress. Its modern revival in
Kansas, Colorado and Idaho, was but
the outgrowth of the temporary so-
cialistic spirit that prevails in those
states.
The lack of the ballot. surely robs a
woman of no rights of life, liberty or
property. The reason why woman suf-
frage is not. favored by the mass of
women or the mas‘s of men is because
It is a barren ideality. It rights no
wrongs, it corrects no disability. Wo-
men to-day have without the ballot all
the civil and social rights exercised.
by men. As a natural right suifragc
belongs to neither man nor woman, for
the ballot is only the child of an arti-
ficial social order to be granted or
withheld as a matter of social and
political expediency. The more Wish
of a few women to vote is of no more
ronsequence to the. state than the mere
wish of a few women to enlist in the
regular army. That Moll Pitcher serv-
ed;her wounded husband’s gun at
Monmouth is not an argument for the
ixpediency oi‘ enlisting women as ar-
tillerymen.
Alarming. -
Doctor—Your wife, sir. is suffering
from general functional derangement.
Mr. Parvenuu-‘I knew it. Maybe
she’ll give me credit with knowing a
few things after a WhileJVI told her 4
to ‘quit gadding around to all these
swell'functloiis; 'or she’d be sick. Nov:
phe’s deranged." Is she 1.111.. e to be
violent. dock-Detroit R90 "can.
rxpect them, but they do.
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To Clean Black Silk.
. When a thrifty Frenchwom'an wish-
es to clean black silk, she brushes it.
thoroughly and wipes it with a cloth.
Then, after it is free from dust, she,
lays it flat on a board and sponges it
with hot coffee which has been strain-
ed through muslin and freed from sed-
iment. The silk is sponged on the
right side, allowed to become half dry
and then ironed on the wrong side.
The coffee removes every particle of
grease and restores the brilliancy of
the silk without giving it the shiny
appearance or the crinkly and papery
stiffness which results from beer, or
indeed from any other liquid except
ammonia and water, which last does
not freshen the color and gloss of the
silk as coffee does. The silk is much
improved by the process, and the good
eflect is permanent.
Silk should never be ironed with'a
hot iron put directly on the silk. Al-
ways lay thin wrapping- paper, such
as is used by our best dry goods stores
over it, and iron through the paper.
When stitching thin silk, or, indeed
any goods flimsy enough to draw in
the machine, lay paper over it also and
stitch through. The paper will tear
away easily along the line of perfora-
tions made by the needle.
Present Day Lack of Gallantry.,
During the past few years life in
the great centres of population has
witnessed a falling off of many of the
little gallantries
The entrance of the gentler sex into
the labor market as a competitor of
man has tended to blunt the ch‘ivalric
feeling so characteristic of our fath-
ers. Says the Chaperone Magazine:
“Little attentions mean much to a we'—
nan. and they have lacked the small
courtcsies of life due to themselves
from the opposite sex so much and for
so long that they are trying to make
themselves believe that they can do
without them. act as if they. did not
They are
longing for the days of their grand-
fathers, and the men who lived in. .
tthose times. The old saying that
every-thing _will come back in seven;
years has failed miserably in this
case, and it is a serious matter. lVe
have wondered what would become of
our women! But what has become of
our chivalrous, courteous men?”
The feat of Dewey and Merritt in
capturing Manila after the protocol q
peace had been signed, has been com:
pared to the battle of New Orleans,
fought and won by Andrew Jackson
January 8, 1815, two weeks after the
treaty of peace had been signed at
Ghent. But the instances are far from
parallel. Dewey’s capture of Manila
on Saturday was the logical sequence
of his glorious May-day'victo'ry'. He
began and ended a campaign which
has been an unbroken series of suc-
cesses, and his occupation of the Phil-
ippiue capital, late as it is, puts a dra-
matic finish to the war and makes
easier the task of securing the fruits
of our wonderful military success.
Jackson’s victory at New Orleans,
however, only served‘to console the
United. States for its military failures
and to soothe the mortification of
having concluded a. peace the terms of
which did not even refer to a single
one of the wrongs to repair which the
war had been declared. Jackson’s
belated success saved the Madison ad-
ministration from wreck and latex
', made Old Hickory President, but New
Orleans had none but a sentimental
value, and was fruitless of any real re
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5.04 (Naugatuck. Express) 7.05, 9:05
9.1‘.
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