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NORWAL
An Enterprising Republican Journal, especially devoted to Local News and Interests.
ESTABLISHED 1800.
Volume LXXXVII.
NORWALK, CONN, WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 26, I887.
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Two DOLLARS A YEAR.
Number 4.
THE REPEOORN.
BY JOHN M’ELROY,
Author of “Andersonville,” Etc.
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[Copyrighted by National Tribune Publishing 00.,
and published by arrangement with them.)
[The name given this story is made glorious
g] the valor and achievements of the
irst division of the Fourteenth Army
corps, the cognizance of which was a crimson
acorn, worn on the breasts of its gallant
Ioldisrs and borne upon their battle flags.)
Continued
The lieutenant in command raised his hat
with the greatest gallantry.
“Good morning, miss. From the city, I
suppose!" he inquired.
“Yes," she answered inetones as even as if
speaking in a parlor; “fortunately, I am at
last from the city. I have been trying to get
away ever since it seemed hopelem that our
people would not redeem it soon."
The conversation thus opened was carried
on by Rachel giving copious and disparaging
information concerning the “Yankees," and
the lieutenant listening in admiration to the
musical accents, interrupting them but rarely
to intorject a question or a favorable com-
ment. He was as little critical as ardent
young men are apt to be of the statements of
captivating young women, and Rachel’s
spirits rose as she saw that the worst she had
to fear from this enemy was an excess of de-
votion. The story of her aunt at Murfrees
boro received unhesitating acceptance, and
nothing but imperative scouting orders pre-
vented his escorting her to the town. He
would, however, send a non-commissioned
officer with her, who would see that she was
not molested by any one. He requested per-
mission to call upon her at her aunt’s, which
Rachel was compelled to grant, for lack of
any ready excuse for such a contingency.
With this, and many smiles and bows, they
parted.
All the afternoon she rode through camps
of men in gray and butternut, as she had
ridden through those of men in blue in the
morning. In these, as in the others, she
heard gay songs, dance music and laughter,
and saw thousands of merry boys rollicking
in the sunshine at games of ball and other
sports, with the joyous earnestness of a
school house playground. She tried, but in
vain, to realize that in in a few days these
thoughtless youths would be the demons of
the battlefield.
Just before dusk she came to the top of a
low limestone ridge, and saw, three miles
away, the lights of Murfreesboro. At that
moment Fortner appeared, jogging leisurely
toward her, mounted on a splendid horse.
“Oh, there's my Cousin Jim 1" she exclaimed
gleefully, “comingto meet me. Sergeant. I
am deeply obliged to you and to your lieuten-
ant for your company, and I will try to show
my appreciation of it in the future in some
way more substantial than words. . You need
not go any farther with me. I know that
both you and your horse are very tired.
Good-by."
The sergeant was only too glad of this re-
lease, which gave him an opportunity to get
back to camp, to enjoy some good cheer that
he knew was there, and bidding a hasty good
night, he left at a trot.
Fortner and Rachel rode on slowly up the
pike, traversing the ground that was soon to
run red with the blood of thousands.
They talked of the fearful probabilities of
the next few days, and halted for some min-
utes on the bridge acrom Stone river, to study
the wonderfully picturesque scene spread out
before them. -
Shortly after crossing the river they passed
a large tent, with a number of others clus-
tered around it. All were fcstooned with
- Confederate flags and brilliantly lighted. A
band came up in front of the principal one
and played the “Bonnie Blue Flag. "
“That’s ole Gineral Bragg’s headquarters,”
said Fortner. “He’s the king bee of all the
Confederates in these heah parts, an’ they
think he kin ’bout make the sun stand still at
he wants ter.”
They centered on into the town, and going
more slowly through the great public square
and the more crowded streets, came at last to
a modest house, standing on a corner, and
nearly hidden by vines and shrubbery.
A peculiar knock caused the door to open
quickly, and before Rachel was hardly aware
of it, she was standing inside a comfortable
room, so well lighted that her eyes took some
little time to get used to such a change.
When they did so she saw that she was in
the presence of a. slender, elderly woman,
whose facecharmed her.
“This is yer Aunt Debby Brill,” said Fort-
ner, dryly, “who ye came so fur fur ter see,
‘an’ who’s bin ’spcctin’ ye quite anxiously."
“Ye’re very welcome, my dear,” said Aunt
Debby after a moment’s inspection, which
seemed to be entirely satisfactory. “Jest lay
off yer things thar on the bed an’ come out
far supper. I know ye’re sharp set. A ride
from Nashville sech a day cz this is mouty
good for the appetite, an’ we’ve hed supper
waitin ye.”
Hastily throwing ofl her hat and gloves she
sat down with the rest to a homely but excel-
lent supper, which they all ate in silence.
During the meal a muscular, well knit man
of 80 entered.
“All clar outside, Bill?” asked Fortner.
“All clar,” replied the man. “Everybody’s
oi! on a high 0’ some kind.”
Bill sat down and ate with the rest, until
he satisscd his hunger, and then rising he felt
along the hmvod legs which formed the walls
until he iounsi minister to serve as a tooth-
pick. Using this fora minute industrionaly
he threw it into the fire and naked:
“Well?"
“Well.” answered Former. “I r-‘vkon hit‘s
ea arr-tin es anything kin well be that
Wheeler’s and Morgan’s cavalry he: been
sent off inter Kentucky, and ez thet’s what
Ole Rosy‘e been waitin’ fur, now‘s the time
fur him tar put in his best licks. Ye’d better
start afore midnight fur Nashville. Ye‘ll hev
this news, an’ also that thar’s been no change
in the location 0’ the Confederates, ’cept thet
Polk’s an’ Kirby Smith’s corps are both heah
at Murfreesboro, with a strong brigade at
Stewart’s creek, an‘ another at Lavergne.
Ye‘d better fall in with Boscall’s rijiment,
which’ll go out ter Lavergne to-night ter re-
lieve one o’ the rijiments thar. Ye’d better
not try to git back heah ag’in tell artcr the
battle. Good-by. God bless ye. Mis, ye‘d
better git ter bed now ez soon ez posible, an’
rest yerself. fur what’s comin‘. We’ll need
every mite an’ grain of our strength.”
CHAPTER XIX.
run BATTLE or aroma RIVER.
The celebration of Christmas in the camps
around Nashville was abruptly terminated
bythe reception of orders to march in the
morning, with full haversacks and cartridge
boxes. The next dayall the roads leading
southward became as rivers flowing armed
men. Endless streams of blue, thickly glinted
everywhere with bright and ominous steel.
wound around the hills, poured over the
plains, and spread out into angry lakes
wherever a Confederate outpost checked the
flow for a. few minutes.
Four thousand troopers under the heroic
Stanley—the foam crest on the war billow—
dashed on in advance. Twelve thousand
steadily moving infantry under the luckiess
McCook, poured down the Franklin tum-
pike, miles away to the right; twelve thou-
sand more streamed down the Murfreesboro
pike on the left, with the banner of the over-
weighted Crittenden, while grand old Thomas.
he whose trumpets never sounded forth re-
treat, but always called to victory, moved
steadfast as a glacier in the center, with as
many more, a sure support and help to those
on either hand.
The mighty war wave rolling up the deep
plateau of the Cumberland was fifteen miles
wide now. It would be less than a third of
that when it gathered itself together for its
mortal dash upon the rocks of rebellion at
Murfreesboro.
It was Friday morning that the wave be~
gun rolling southward. All day Friday, and
Saturday, and Sunday, and Monday it rolled
steadily onward, sweeping before it the
enemy’s pickets and outposts as dry sand by
an incoming tide. Monday evening the lead-
ing divisions stood upon the bridge where
Rachel and Fortner had stood, and looked
as they did upon the lights of Murfreesboro,
two miles away.
“Two days from tomorrow is New Year’s,”
' said Kent Edwards. “Dear festival of egg-
. nogglhow sweet arethy memories. I hope
the Tennessee hens are doing their duty this
winter, so that we‘ll have no trouble finding
eggs when we get to Murfreesboro to-mor-
row."
, “We are likely to be so busy tendering the
compliments of the season to Mr. Bragg,"
said Harry, lightly, “that we will probably
have but little time to make calls upon the
lady hens who keep open nests.”
“We all may be where we'll need lots 0‘
cold water more than anything else,” said
Abe grimly.
“Well,” said Kent blithely, “if I’m to be
made a sweet little angel I don’t know any
day that I would rather have for my promo-
tion to date from. It would have a very
preper look to put in the full year here on
earth, and start in withthe new one in a
world of superior attractions.”
“Well, I declare, if here isn‘t Dr. Denslow,"
udd- Har‘ry, delightedly, as he ' a
banana, who rode up to them. “How did
yoneome here! We thonghtyouwere pars
mo some new henna."
“So I was,” replied the doctor. “So I was,
at least so far as general orders could do it.
But I felt that I could not be away from my
boys at this supreme moment, and I am here,
though the irregular way in which I detached
myself from my post may require expla-
nation to a court martial. Anyhow, it is a
grateful relief to be away from the smell of
chloride of lime, and get a breath of fresh
air that is not mingled with the groans of a
ward full of sick men. It looks.” he contin-
ued, with a comprehensivr glance at the
firmament of Confederate can} fires that made
Murfreesboro seem the centre of a ruddy
Milky way, as if the grand climax is at last
at hand. Bragg, like the worm, will at last
turn, and after a year of foot races we’ll have
alight which will settle who is the superflu-
ous cat in this alley. There is certainly one
too many."
“The sooner it comes the better," said
Harry, firmly. “It has to be sometime, and
I’m getting very anxious for an end to this
eternal marching and countermarching."
“My Winsome little feet,” Kent Edwards
put in, plaintively, “are knobby as a burglar
proof safe, with coma and bunions, all of
them more tender than a maiden’s heart, and
painful as a mistake in a poker hand. Theyr’e
the ripe fruit of the thousands of miles of side
hills, I’ve had to tramp over because of Mr.
Bragg’s retiring disposition. Now, if he’s got
the spirit of a man he’ll come out from under
the bed and fight me.”
“O, he’ll come out-he‘ll come out—never
you fear," said Abe, sardonic asusual. “He’s
gotaday or two’s leisure now to attend to
his business. A hundred thousand of him
will come out. They’ll swarm out 0’ them
cedar thickets there like grasshoppers out of
a timothy field.”
“Boys,” said Harry, returning after a few
minutes’ absence, “the colonel says we’ll go
into camp right here, just as we stand. Kent,
I’ll take the canteens and hunt up water, if
you and Abe will break some cedar boughs
for the bed, and get the woodto cook supper
with.”
“All right,” responded Kent. “I’ll go after
the boughs. ”
“That puts me in for the wood," grumbled
Abe. “And I don’t suppose there’s a fence
inside of a mile, and if there is there’s not a
poplar rail in it. ”
“And doctor,” continued Harry, flinging
the canteens over his shoulders, “you‘ll stay
and take a cup of coflfee and sleep with us
to-night, won’t you! The trains are all far
behind, and the hospital wagon must be miles
away.”
“Seems to me that I’ve heard something of
the impropriety of visiting your friends just
about meal time,” said the doctor quizzically,
“but a cup of coffee just now has more charms
for me than rigid etiquette, so I’ll thankfully
accept your kind invitation.
reciprocate with liberality in doses of qui-
nine.”
In less time than that taken by well ap-
pointed kitchens- to furnish “Hot Meals to
Order" the four. were sitting on their blankets
wound a comfortable fire of rails and cedar
logs eating hard bread and broiled fat pork
and drinking strong black coffee, which the
magic of the open air had transmnted into
delightfully delicate and relishable viands.
“You are indebted to 'me,” said Dr. Dens-
low, as he finished the last crumb and drop of
his portion of his food, “for the accession to
your company at this needful time of a tower
of strength in the person of Lieut. Joseph
Pancake.” '
Abo ground; the doctor looked at him with
well feigned astonishment andpontiuued:
“That gore hungry patriot, as you know,
has been home several months on recruiting
dut y, by virtue of a. certificate which he
wheedled out of old Moxon. At last, When
he couldn’t keep away any longer, he started
back, but he carefully restrained his natural
impetuosity in rushing tot-he tented field, and
his journey from Sardis to Nashville was a
fine specimen of. easy deliberation. There
was not a sign of ungentlemanly hurry in
any part of it. He came into my ward at
Nashville with violent symptoms, of a half
dozen speedily fatal diseases. I was cruel
enough to see a coincidence in this attack and
.the general marching orders, and I prescribed
for his ailments a thorough course of open air
exercise. To be sure that my prescription
would be taken I had the provost marshal in-
terest himself in my patient’s case, and the
result was that Pancake joined the regiment,
and so far has found it difficult to get away
from it. It’s the unexpected that happens,
the French say, and there is a bare possibility
that he may do the country some service by
the accidental discharge of his duty.”
“The possibility is too remote to waste time
considering,” said Harry.
They lay down together upon a bed made
by spreading their overcoats and blankets
upon the springy cedar boughs, and all but
Harry were soon fast asleep. Though fully
as weary as they he could not sleep for
hours. He was dominated by a feeling that
a crisis in his fate was at hand, and as he lay
and looked at the stars every possible shape
that that fate could take drifted acrOSS his
mind, even as the endlessly varying cloud
shapes swept—now languidly, now hurriedly
—a.cross the domed sky above him. And as
the moon and the stars shone through or
around each of the clouds, making the light-
er ones masses of translucent glory, and gild-
ing the edges of even the blackcst with sil-
very promise, so the thoughts of Rachel
Bond suffused with some brightness every
possible happening to him. If he achieved
anything the achievement would have for its
chief value that it won her commendation;
if he fell, the blackness of death would be
gilded by her knowledge that he died a brave
man’s death for her sweet sake.
He listened awhile to the mournful whinny
of the mules; to the sound of artillery rolling
up the resonant pike; to the crashing of new-
ly arrived regiments through the cedars as
they made their camps in line of battle; to
little spurts of firing between the nervous
pickets, and at last fell asleep to dream that
he was returning to Sardis, maimed but hon-
lair-(slrowned, to claim Rachel as his exultant
r1 e.
The Christmas forenoon was quite well ad-
vanced before the fatigue of Rachel Bond’s
long ride was sumciently abated to allow her
to awaken. Then a soft hum of voices im-
pressed itself upon her drowsy senses, and
she opened her eyes with the idea that there
were several persons in the room engaged in
conversation. But she saw that there was
only aunt Debby, seated in a. low rocking
chair by the lazily burning fire, and reading
aloud from a large Bible that lay open upon
her knees.
Rachel stirred a little, and Aunt Debby
looked up and closed the book. "
“I’m afeared I’ve roused ye up too soon,”
she said, coming toward the bed with a look
of real concern upon her sad, sweet face. “I
raylly didn’t intend ter. I jest opened the
book ter read the promise ’bout our Father
heedin’evena sparrer’s fall, un’ forgot, an’
read on; an’ when I read, I must read out
loud, ter git the good of hit. Some folks
pretend they kin understand jest ez well
E11118? they read ter themselves. Mebbe they
' 1
“Oh no.” replied Rachel cheerfully, “you
didn’t disturb me in the least. It was time
that I got up, and I was glad to hear you
read. I’m only troubled with the fear that
I’ve overslept myself, and missed the duty
that I was intended for.”
“Make yourself easy on thet ’ere score.
Ye’ll not be needed to-day, nor likely to-mor-
row. Some things hev come up ter change
Jim’s plans.
“I am very sorry,” said Rachel, setting up
in the bed and tossing back her long, silken
mane with a single quick, masterful motion.
“I wished to go immediately about what I
am expected to do. I can do anything bet-
ter than wait."
Aunt Debby came impulsively to the bed-
side, threw an arm around Rachel’s neck,
and kissed her on the forelmad. “I love ye,
honey,” she said with admiring tenderness.
“Ye ’re sich ez all women orter be. Ye’ll
make heroes of yer husband and sons. Ye’ve
yit to l’arn, though, thet the most of a
woman’s life, an’ the hardest part of hit, is
far wait."
In her fervid state of mind Rachel re-
sponded electrically to this loving advance,
made at the moment of all others when she
felt most in need of sympathy and love. She
put her strong arm around Aunt Debby, and
held her for a moment close to her heart.
From that moment the two women became
of one accord. ' Womanhke, they sought re-
lief from their high tension in light, irrele—
vant talk and care for the trifling details of
their surroundings. Aunt Debby brought
water and towels for Rachel’s toilet, and
fluttered around her, solicitous, helpful and
motherly, and Rachel, weary of long com-
panionship with men, delighted in the rest-
fulness of association once more with a gen-
tle, sweet-minded woman.
The heavy riding habit was entirely too
cumbersome for indoor wear, and Rachel
put on instead one of Aunt Debby's “linsey”
gowns, that hung from a peg, and laughed at
the prim, demure mountain girl she saw in
the glam. Aftera good breakfast had still
farther raised her spirits she ventured upon
a little pleasantry about the dramatic possi-
bilities of a young lady who could assume
different characters with such facility.
The day passed quietly, with Rachel study-
ing such of the Christmas festivities as were
visible from the window, and from timeto
time exchanging personal history with Aunt
Debby. She learned that the latter had left
her home in the Rockcastle mountains with
the Union army in the previous spring, and
consents cm to snare WW-
Some day I’ll .
Fortner, in obtaining the required inforlna— .
tion when Mitchell’s army advanced against
that place in the summer. When the army
retreated to the Ohio, in September, she had
come as far back as Murfreesboro, and there
stopped to await the army’s return, which
she was confident would not be long delayed.
“How brave and devoted you have been,"
said Rachel warmly, as Aunt Debby con-
cluded her modestly told story. “No man
could have done better.
“N o, honey,” replied the elder woman, with
her wan face coloring faintly, “I‘ve done noth-
in’ but my plain duty, 02 I seed hit. I’ve done
nothin’ tcr what they would’ve done hadn’t
they been taken from me afore they had a
chalice. Like one who Speaks ter us in the book,
I’ve been in journeyin‘s often, in perils of rob-
bers, in perils of urine own countrymen, in
perils in the city, in perils in the wilderness, in
wcariness an' painfnlness, in watchings
often, in hunger an’ thirst, in tastings often,
in cold an’ nakedness, but he warns us not
ter glory in these things, but in those which
consarn our infirmitics.”
“How great should be your reward!"
“Don't speak of reward. I only want my
freedom when I’ve ’arned hit—the freedom
for leave an ’arth on which I‘ve been left he-
hind, an’ go whar my husband an’ son are
waitin’ fur me.”
She rose and paced the floor, with her face
and eyes shining. .
“Have you no fear of death whatever?”
asked Rachel in amazement.
“Fear of death! Child, why should I fear
death! Why should I fear death, more than
the unborn child fears birth? Both are the
same. Hit can’t be fur ter thet other world
whar they wait for me. Hit is not even ez
a journey ter the next town—hit's only one
little step through the curtain 0’ green grass
an’ violets on a sunny hillside—only one little
step.”
She turned abruptly, and going back to
her chair by the fireside, seated herself in it,
and clasping her knees with her hands, rocked
back and forth, and sang in a low, sweet
croon:
Oh, the rapturous, transporting scene,
That rises ter my lght;
Sweet fields arrayed in livin‘ green,
An‘ rivers of delight.
All o‘er those wide, extended plains
Shines one eternal day;
Thar God, the Son, forever reigns,
An‘ scatters night away.
N o chillin‘ winds or poisonous breath
Kin reach thet healthful shore:
Sickness an’ sorrow, pain an‘ death,
Arc felt an‘ feared no more.
After dark Fortner came in. Both women
studied his face eagerly as he walked up to
the fire.
“N othin’ yet, honey,” he said to Aunt Deb-
by, and “Nothin’ yet, Miss,” to Rachel, and
after a little stay went out.
When Rachel awoke the next morning the
sky was lowering darkly. On going to the
window she found a most depressing change
from the scene of brightmerriment she had
studied the night before. A chill winter rain
was falling with dreary persistence, pattering
on the dead leaves that covered the ground
and soaking into the sodden earth. Every-
thing and everybody in sight added something
to increase the dismalness of the view, and as
Rachel continued to gaze upon it the “hor-
rors” took possession of her. She began to
brood wretchedly over her position as a spy
inside the enemy’s lines, and upon all the con-
sequences of that position.
It was late that night when Fortner came
in. As he entered the two expectant women
saw, by the ruddy light of the fire, that his
face was set and his eyes flashing. He hung
his dripping hat on a peg in the chimney and
kicked the blazing logs with his wet boots un-
til a flood of meteor sparks flew up the throat
of the fireplace. Turning, he said, without
waiting to be questioned:
“Well, the hunt‘s begun at last. Our folks
come out’n Nashville this morning in three
big armies, marchin’ on difierent roads, an’
they begun slashin' at the Confederates
wherever they could find ’em. That’s been
fouten at Triune an" Lavergne, an’ all along
the line. They histed the Confederates out’n
ther holes everywhar, an’ druv ’em back on
the jump. Wagon load arter wagon load 0'
wounded’s comin’ back. I come in ahead of
a long train agwine ter the hospital. Hark!
ye kin heah ’em now."
”In"! “1.1m "'
WHHIH
“ll"ell, the hunt’s begun a: last"
The women listened.
They heard the ceaseless patter and swish
of the gloomp rain—the gusty sighs of the
wind through the shade trees’ naked branches
-louder still the rolling of heavy wheels
over the rough streets; and all these were
torn and rent by the shrieks of men in agony.
“Poor fellows,” said Rachel, “how they are
suffering!"
“Think ruther,” said Aunt Debby calmly,
“of how they’ve made others suffer. Hit’s
God’s judgment on ’em.”
Rachel turned to Fortner. “I’Vhat will
come next? Will this end it? Will the Con-
federates fall back and leave this place i”
“Hardly. This ‘s on’y like the fust slap in
the face in a fight atween two big savage
men, who ’ve locked horns ter see which is
the best man. Hit ’5 on’y a sorter limberin’
the jints fur the death rasse .”
“Yes; and what next?”
“Well, Rosy’s started fur this ’ere place,
an’ he’s bound for come heah. Bragg’s bound
he sha’n’t come heah, an’ is gittin’ his men
'back to defend the town.” ,
- “What am I—what are we to do in the
meanwhile?”
“Ye’re tcr do nothin’, on‘y stay in the house
ez close ez ye kin, an’ wait tell the chance
comes fer use ye. Hit may be ter-morrer, an’
hit mayn’t be fur some days. These army
moves are mouty unsartin. Aunt Debby ’11
take keer on ye, an’ ye’ll not be in a mite ’o
danger.” '
“But we’ll see you frequently?”
“Ez offen ez I kin arrange hit. I’m actin’
ez orderly an’ memenger ’bout headquarters,
but I’ll come ter ye whenever I kin git a
chance, an’ keep ye posted.”
This was Friday night. - All day Saturday,
aa long as the light lasted, Rachel stood at the
window and watched with sinking heart the
steady inflow of the Confederates from the
north. That night she and Aunt Debby
waited till midnight for Fortner, but he did
not come. All day Sunday she stood at her
post and watched the unabated pouring in on
the Nashville pike. Fortner did not come
that night. She was dowcast, but no shade
disturbed the serenity of Aunt Debby’s sweet
hymning. So it was again on Monday and
Tuesday. The continually swarming multi-
tudes weighed down her spirits like a mill-
stonc. She seemed to be encompassed by
millions of armed enemies. They appeared
more plentiful than the trees, or the rocks, or
the leaves even. They filled the streets of the
little town until it seemed impossible for
another one to find standing room. Their
cavalry blackened the faces of the long
ranges of hills. Their artillery and wagons
streamed along the roads in a never ending
train. Their camp fires lighted up the coun-
t"? atnight for miles in all directions.
To be Clmtinued.
O
Benton and Fremont.
Senator Thomas H. Benton used to reside
in this house that I amdoing business in, and
it was from the front steps of this building
that he kicked John C. Fremont, the path-
finder, who was paying his addresses to the
senator’s daughter, J essie, at the time. Ben-
ton had an intense dislike for the suitor,
but Fremont would not be bluffed with any
sort of mild treatment like that. He kept
on courting, and finally he and Miss Jessie
were married. Some years after that Ben-
ton presented the maps and plans of his il-
lustrious son-in~law to the United States
senate and expounded his cause with charac-
teristic eloquence. A friend of his, well
knowing the senator’s previous antipathy to
Fremont, asked him how it was that he
then esteemed him so highly. Thereupon
Benton replied: “Oh, you see, Jessie was a
better judge of a man than I was.”—John
Maguire in Globe-Democrat.
Sulphur for a Cold.
Flowers of sulphur sprinkled on a hot
shovel and the fumes inhaled while they are
fresh is recommended for cold in the head;
but Fogg afiirms that he will die before he
will .113 up burning brimstone. It is not
unlikely-Boston Transcript.
A beautiful thought—Justice is the soap-
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HEART SERENADE.
Silent as the music of a cloud,
[‘1] not sing my serenade aloud;
Thc 2gb thine eyes are closed in happy sleep,
Well I know thy heart its tryst will keep,
, all will hearflow through the tranquil night,
lily singing heart, and understand aright.
Throw a thought of love from thy repose
As a wakencd maid might throw a rose
—-George Birdseye.
CIRCULATION OF PARIS PAPERS.
Their Largo Profits—Advertising Returns.
Newspaper Announcements.
The Paris newspapers make a large profit
on their circulation—when they have any.
The Petit Journal sells for a sou, but the
other dailies are rated at two and three
sons apiece, and, as mentioned, their com-
position and press work, and the small
quantity of paper their editions require are
very cheap. They are, however, under some
expenses of which American newspaper
publishers have no knowledge. In Paris,
for example, every newspaper is distributed
by its own carriers. There is no general
distributing agency and no carrier under-
takes to “serve” more than one paper. The
carriers, too, must bear the papers to the
vendors in the kiosks. All this means delay
and outlay for the publishers.
Nor are the advertising returns to be
compared with those of American or Eng-
lish journals. The theatres do not adver-
tise, the railway companies do not advertise,
and the advertiser generally is a rather
shy bird, except when the newspaper is of
ancient foundaton and wide repute. 0n the
other hand, there are daily journals in
which every line is made to pay, and to pay
handsomely. In one of the great dailies,
following an article by the chief editor, one
often happens upon a paragraph announc-
ing, for instance, that “M. Brown,” the
new novel, has reached its fiftieth edition.”
The writer adds: “This is not atoll won-
derful, when one takes into account the re-
markable talent of the author, M. Robin-
son.” Inquiry at the Librairie Nouvello
having disclosed the fact that the original
edition of “M. Brown” is still on the pub-
lisher’s shelves it is plain that the news-
paper’s announcement is a reclame, and a
reclame of this sort is quoted at about 500
francs. ,
It is almost the rule for local managers
and European impresarii toenter into a con-
tract with two orthree of the principal
newspapers for a certain quantity of space,
to be filled by them annually, at stated po-
riods. From 15 francs to 25 francs aline
is demanded for this privilege. A year or
two ago one of the leading dailies made
room for a news item announcing the be-
trothal of a young American girl to an Ital-
ian prince. Although no names were used
the persons referred to could not be mis-
taken. The mother of the maiden advised
the editor that the report was groundless
and asked him to so proclaim it. This he
refused to do. Then she sent him a letter
with a request that he would print it over
her signature. The editor was willing, but the
letter, he said, must be paid for. It ap-
peared in print, and 50 francs a line was the
price exacted and paid for its publication.—
New York Times.
Stones Which Lover-a Buy.
“The girls are growing more mercenary
every year,” remarked the senior member
of a Broadway jewelry firm the other day.
“Why, if the young men only knew—but
then it’s none of our business. Here comes
another, I’ll bet.”
A f air creature enveloped in sealskins and
wearing the jauntiest little bonnet ever
turned out of a. milliner’s hands walked up
to the counter with a business like air. Div-
ing into her reticule she brought forth a tiny
jewel case containing a diamond. .
“Will you tell me, sir, what it will cost to
have this duplicated?” I
The expert in diamonds looked at the
young lady severely and inquired if she de-
sired to have the setting exactly similar.
“Oh, yes, I must have something the
exact countarpart, ” she replied, somewhat
embarrassed.
Examining the stone the jeweler stated
that he could furnish a similar one and set
it for $90.
“Well, I declare, I thought it would cost
at least $250,” exclaimed the fair creature.
“Tell me, is this not a pure white stone ”
“N o, madam, it is not. It isofi color and
has not. the requisite fire. But it is a fair
stone for $90. ”
After the lady had departed the jeweler
sighed and said that she made the tenth.
“You see,” said he, “nearly every young
man behaves it the proper thing to present
his best girl with a diamond. Many of them
cannot afford to pay for a gem which is of
the best grade, so they buy, a stone that is off
color, thinking that the young lady, not
being an expert, will never know the differ-
ence. But bless you, some are a match for
them every time. They simper and smile
and exclaim: ‘Oh, how lovelyl’ but as soon
as convenient they slip around to a jewelry
store and find out its true value. Now, that
young lady has no idea of getting a duplicate.
She took that means of sizing up how much
her dear George loved her. We are both-
ered to death with such visitors.”—New
York Mail and Express. ~
Advice to Newspaper Contributors.
Write only when you have something to
say and then charge a price for your work.
Not the price that you wish to get but that
which the overstocked market is likely to
pay. And, though Maurice Thompson did
say: “The waste basket is the true cradle of
literary art,” do not cradle your own work
in your own basket unless you arequite sure
that its ill success is due to lack' of worth
rather than to the fact that you sent it to
the wrong stall. Vegetables won’t do for
boutonnieres, remember, any more than roses
will satisfy the pangs of hunger. So send
your farm products to the green grocer’s;
your crisp facts to the daily press, not to the
magazines. It is so true that ignorance of
the section where readers wait to absorb
just what you are waiting to print consigns
a forceful message from your brain to theirs
to an untimely grave in the waste basket.
Last, if a manuscript is not satisfactory
when completed do not send it out, but lay
aside until one day you pull it out of its
pigeon hole for reperusal. Then to open it
will prove either a pretty good thing, or
when you come to your well 'cooled ideas as
to a stranger’s the one thing lacking will be
at once apprehended and supplied. Make it
money’s worth and claim your wages—or
leave the field for those who are living to
work and workingto liva—Trebor Ohl in
The Journalist.
Possible Causes of Discontent.
It is the little kindness—it is the little
cruelty—that makes and mars all the human
relations. It is the personal intereWit is
the personal neglect—out of which the uni-
versal order of disorder grows. Who knows
how far the public discontent has been fed
by that $40,000 span with which you drove
past houses from whose windows invelids too
poor to buy the air of heaven watched you
daily? How far will it be aflected by the cost
of her toilet, as reported by the Monday re- ;
ception, of which the starving wives of. :
drowned fishermen will read in the loco-’3'
paper on Saturday night? How far by time
washerwoman whom I forgot to pay? Or
the shop girl to whom you refused the
chance to sit down from dawn to dark? Or
the seamstress whom we underpaid? Or the
sick clerk to whom we gave no vacation?
Or the tramp to whom we were surly? Or
the old fellow selling tissue paper flowers on
whom we cast a look of disgust or contempt?
Somewhere the hurrying life has driven
too fast arounda corner. Somewhere some-
body’s rights or sensibilities have been run
over. Somewhere—somewhere there has
come “the little jolt. ”—Elizabeth Stuart
Phelps in Courier-Journal.
News Items from the Holy Land.
The introduction of soap, it is said, is doing
much to civilize the people of the Holy Land.
Alarge soap factory has been established on
the site of ancient Shechem, and the people
are beginning to use it on their persons in-
stead of trying to eat it, as they did at first.
Along with the introduction of soap other
reforms are going on. Bethlehem has been
rebuilt, and the streets are lighted with gas.
Ceserma is having a. building boom. Nazc-
reth is becoming the headquarters of big
olive oil speculators. Corner lots in Joppa
are going up with a rush, and real estate in
Mount Camel is largely held by speculators
for an advance. All around Shechom there I
is a lively demand for good soap fat, and the
sleepy inhabitants of Ramoth Gilead think
of building a glue factory. Jerusalem is
waking up also. It has a street cleaning
bureau, big clocks on its public buildings,
and its suburbs are being built up rapidly.
’ Even in the vale of Gehenna the price of
land has gone up.——-Chicago Herald.
New York and Brooklyn.
New York is badly in need of homes, but
there is small prospect that any persons, ex-
cept those of considerable wealth, can ever
hope to own homes here. During the last
year 4,097 new buildings were projected, of
which the average cost was $14,500, exclu-
sivc of the ground. In Brooklyn 3,956 build-
ings were erected at an average cost of
$4,750. This marks the difference between
the two cities. Brooklyn becomes more and
more a city of homes, while New York he-
comes a city of millionaires, hotels and apart.
neut- houses.—New York News.
AN INTERVIEW IN THE WATER.“
How a Woman Once Interviewed John
Quincy Adams.
As a boy, being fond of bathing in the
Potomac, I frequently resorted thither at
early hours of summer mornings. The
favorite point for such enjoyment was at
“the sycamores,” so called because a group
of those trees stood on a certain part of the
shore. The location was in the immediate
vicinity of the present Washington monu-
ment. There I had sometimes the honor of
attempting to rival the natatory skill of
John Quincy Adams. It was his custom to
seek the refreshment of the River of Swans
—Pow-tow-mack—-at the dewy hours of 4or
5 a. m. My young companions and I enx
circled him as minnows may swim about a
whale, but with no fear, for among children
he was as a child.
A strange incident occurred there one
day. Mrs. Anne ROyai, a stout, aged, and
eccentric widow of a Revolutionary soldier,
had come to \Vashington some time before
and undertaken the publication of a weekly
paper entitled “The Huntross,” in size little
beyond a sheet of foolscap, blurred print,
and more typographical errors than lines.
Biographical accounts of gentlemen of the
cabinet and of congress were its main feat-
ures, with notices, too, of distinguished
ladies of the metropolis. If the elite fur—
nished her, on her call, with proper data
.and proper pay, their lives were made glo-
rious in the next number of the unique jour-
nal, and they were also presented as angels,
either masculine or feminine; but if her
visit, as did happen now and then, met with
refusal, the imaginative editor would in-
vent wonderful circumstances and attribute
them to such personages. These, in ‘publi-
cation, startled and even tor‘rifiedvthe sub- _
jects thereof and all their society' friends.
So it became necessaryto buy off the venge-
fulmadam and to obtain from her a pleas-
ant report.
Nopaper of the period in -Washington,
not even the stately and venerable National
Intelligencer, could compare in extent of
local subscription with the list’Of “The
Huntress. ” The active and resolute madam
would have it, and made it so, by going
from house to house, office to office, stores,
departments of the govemment—in a word,. '.
everywhere. :
The enterprising widow had-long sought
an opportunity to pay her ’respects to the
Hon. John Quincy, but somehow—perhaps
John Quincy knew—fate failed to favor
her. She chanced to learn the early sum-
mer morning practice of his late excellency,
and the very next day repaired to the river
and the sycamores. There he was, serenely
disporting. She looked on with self con:
gratulation. The swimmer approached the
shore at last, nearer and nearer, till be ob-
served her l‘adyship in waiting, then, the
stream admitting, stood, head and neck ex-
posed above the surface.
Thus situated, a prisoner, she addressed
him, introduced herself, and held sufficient
talk to furnish subject: for a fine article in
the following “Huntres,” which accom-
plished, she retired, and once more all was
‘ ‘quiet on the Potomac.”——Seaton Donoho i
Brooklyn Magazine. ‘- v -
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HIRING FURNIEHEI HOUSES.
__L__
What They Cost inf New York During'
' I
the Winter- Sodium:
No European city lies better hotels ‘than
ours, and foreign tourists \have been long
used to spending time and _ money in them.
Now they are coming to demand greater.
home comforts, and of Course; at'greatjer
cost; but cost is about the last thing .ztb be
considered when a rich man is in search of .
the pleasures Of life and travel. But the cus-
tom of hiring furnished houses in New York
for the winter season is growing, and it is
said by a well known real estate agent in
this city that more uptown mansions have
been lot by their rich owners this winter
than ever before.
In renting a flu'nished houso for from
four to six months in the winter cvery-
thing is included in the furnishings except
linen, silver plate and fine china. Delicate
bits of bric-a—brac are commonly put away
by the owners, because tenants prefer to be
free from the care of them and without re.
sponsibility for their, safety. The causes
which bring these fashionable and elegantly
furnished houses into the market for a part
of the year are various. Many New York
families spend their winters in Europe.
Sometimes a death in the family makes it
desirable to look for rest and change of sur-
roundings in travel. Again, lVashingtOn is
developing a fashionable social set in the
winter, and many New York families repair
thither for the time and let their home
mansions. In this way they are relieved of
the care of their houses, and the cost of the
winter’s travel is reduced, if not, in fact,
quite offset. '
Many well known New. York families do
themselves live in furnished houses in the
winter and spend their summers in travel
abroad. It costs no more than to maintain
an establishment all the year round and live
in it, and the arrangement has many ad-
vantages to those who love to roam.
The demand for elegantly furnished
houses in fashionable neighborhoods begins
early in the autumn and lasts until about the
middle of December, the best customers
usually coming at the last because they stay
in the country as late as possible, knowing
that, as they are willing to pay almost any
price, they are sure of getting a house when
they want it. For periods of from four to six
months rentals range from $500 to $1,000
a month for a very elegantly furnished
house, and in the spring the temporary ten-
ant has but to pack and store his silver and
linen, and take flight for the country or sea-
side—New York Sun.
Gen. Logan's Washington House.
The general found his Stone house in a
frightful state of decay. There was scarcely
a whole window pane in it. Doors were
broken into slivers and half the locks were
gone. A few thousand dollars would have
made it over into a palace; a few hundred
have made a pretty good house of it. ‘There
are no glass partitions by Tiffany; no
carved mahogany stair rails; nor are the
ceilings and .walls lincrnsta—waltonized.
Mrs. Logan took charge of beautifying the
house. For weeks she frequented the sec-
ond hand stores, and even within the last
few weeks these places have heard her care-
to], discriminating inquiries. The house
abounds - in old fashioned Virginia and
Maryland furniture. A $3 sofa is the best
in his house. New Mexico, where Mrs.
Maj. Tucker, the only daughter of the
general and Mrs Logan, has lived for
several years, has given a good deal of the
furnishings of Calumet place. In thehall
hangs a big cowboy’s hat, which is worth
$2 an ounce and weighs three-fourths of a
pound. Around it hang in festoons bead
embroidered medicine bands, and crossed
under it are two fine painted Indian bows.
Navajo blankets of most gorgeous colors are
used as portieres. War relies are strewed
around in all sorts of places. Swords and
bayonets, cartridge boxes and knapsacks,
haversacks and blankets hang in well de«
signed groups in nearly every room. These
are interesting and decorative, and it does
not take a national bank to pay for them.
—Washington Letter.
Logan as an Orator.
Gen. Logan never had either the habits or
the tastes of a student. He was thoroughly
posted on war topics and political histo' ry,
but seldom reading anything except the
newspapers and poetry, of which he was very -
fond. He could recite many of the plays of
Shakespeare from memory, and the poems of
Macaulay, with their martial measures, were
his favorites in verse. He was fond of Burns,
also, and recited his lines frequently. He
was by no meansan illiterate man, for he
had a good education for the days in which
he lived, and graduated at a Kentucky col-
lege. His carelessness in speech gave him
the reputation of being a poor grammarian,
but he could have corrected his own manu-
script if he had chosen. Mrs. Logan always
revised his written speeches, not because he
was not able todo it, but because he pre-
ferred that she should. Perhaps the bat
specimen of his oratory was an address he
delivered at the dedication of the monument
to Gen. McPherson in this city in 1878, and
it was really a fine production. He wrote
the most of it in pencil while on his way
from Chicago to Washington on the cars,
and after his arrival be shut himself up in
his room all night revising the manuscript.
Mrs. Logan was not with him on this occa-
sion, and she never sawthe speech until it
appeared in print.—New York Sun.
A hite's Consolation.
‘Disheartened young clergyman to his
wife, on returning from service—That
wastho worst sermon I ever preached. I
don’t know what I shall do. “Oh, no,
dear,” replied his wife, tenderly, “L have
heard you preach worse than that many a
time. ”—Chicago Living Church.
> Value of“ Press Notices.
A well known actor says a bushel of press
notices in England would not raise an actor’s
salary a cent, but that in America the com-
ments of the press are of the first impor-
Tame, because the people read—Chicago
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Generil'dlnsurmet Real Estaté Agent
Room No. 335 Gazem Building. Nor-walk, Conn.
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‘TNA INSURANCECo. of HARTFO .
Ab Incorporated 1812. ChafterPerpetual. RD
CAPITAL AND ASSETS, $8,902,272.64.
lnsnres against loss and (lama e b Fir
33113111: :ggpted to the thazaré‘l and gonsi’iatent ewiilli
compensa ion. «OWLES&
Sole Agents for Norwalk and vicinity. MERRILL'
THE
Norwalk Fire Insurance Co.
Has now completed its
18Ih SUCCESSFUL BUSINESS YEAR
And has not outstanding a dollar of an aid losses
or claims for losses. No smmrl compalfiy insures
. . STREET, Pres. S. E. OLMSTEAD Treas.
GEO. R. Co'wmzs, Secretary. ’ ’
L. E. QUINTARD‘,
Successor to W. E. Qurxrann,
UNDERTAKER & EMBALMER,
OPPOSITE HORSE RAILROAD DEPOT.
Residence 143 Main Street. Telephone communi-
cation wrih office and residence,
W. H. MEEKER,
Plumbing, Steam and Gas Fitting,
SOUTH NORWALK. CONN.
Sanitary Plumbing, and Ventilation, and Low
Pressure Steam fleeing, a Specialty.
PLUMBERS’ SUPPLIES.
Pipe and Fitting for Water, Steam and Gas.
Agent for the Florida Low Pressure Boiler.
Facilities f0 Cutting and Threading all Sizes of
Pipe. 50ft
PETER L. GUIG UE,
FLORIST & III] 8+ YMAN,
UNION AVENUE,
North of Norwalk Cemetery,
monwang, - - comm.
Dealer in In Green House and Hot House and
Bedding and Vegetable Plants, Fruit and Ornamen
tal Trees Shrubbery, Vines. Cut Flowers aiway
on hand and all sorts of designs in Flowers arranged
to order. 41y2
Grading and Re-filling Cemetery Plots
promptly attended to.
FOR SALE.
A STYLISH
VICTORIA,
Newly Trimmed and Painted.
A Fine Family Carriage.
Will be sold at a very low price.
HENRY TILLY,
CARRIAGE MAKER,
SOUTH NOR WALK.
GENERAL MARKET.
Meat, Fish, Vegetables, &c.
LOCKIVOOD it ANDREWS.
MAIN STREET.
All kinds of the best qualities of Meats, Fish,
Clams, Vegetables, etc., are kept constantly on
hand. and will be sold by us as low as can be pro-
cured at any market in Norwalk. We intend to
prove to our customers that we deserve their
patronage by fair and generous dealing.
ly40 LOCKWOOD .t ANDREWS.
R e m e m b e r 2
Tire Best Meats in Norwalk
—ARE SOLD AT—
WIXSON'S MARKET, ON 'THE BRIDGE,
——AND FOR rus—
Lowest Prices for Cash.
PLATES OF BEEF, 5 cents per lb; CORNED
BEEF, from 5 to 16 cents per it. i will not he
undersold for the nest Quaitics Of Meat. Poultry
Drawn to Order. iyl
James E. Wiwson,
27 Wall Street.
file at GEO.
THIS PAPER Bowen. a: 00's
Newspaper Advertising Bureau (10 Spruce
may be found (3;:
Street) ,where adver-
tising contracts may
he made to: it muEw Yon“. ‘-
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WHO' SAVED THE TRAINS?
Two trains came speeding along the track-
(Tyros a bitter cold night in winter time)
And the switchman nodded over his fire
With never a thought of crime.
’Twas a bitter night, and the snow was thick,
The fire was warm and he nodded long,
His senses benumbed by fatigue and cold,
But never intending wrong.
The trains came rushing, laden with lives—
Alasl for them, with no guard at the switch!
For the switchman’s lever is mighty to save
Or destroy, and this night ’twould be-whichf
His Newfoundland dog lay close to his feet,
With silken ears all,alert to hear,
And bright eyes steadfastly keeping watch
For possible danger near.
A distant rumbling smote his ear,
And swift as a. flash to his feet he sprang,
Eagerly pulling his master‘s coat,
And loudly his sharp bark rang.
The switchman rose to his feet in haste,
And saw, through the heavily falling snow,
The howling winds and bitter night,
Two fiery headlights’ glow!
He sprang to his duty. The trains swept by,
Laden witn precious humanity
Pcacefully sleeping, not knowing how near
They had been to eternity!
—-Travclcr’s Record.
MANY WAYS OF UTILIZING
The Numerous Things Which Our For 0-
fatlrers Threw Away.
There are hundreds of things which our
forefathers throw away which we find ma ay
ways of utilizing. Within a generation the
residuary products arising. from the manu-
facture of gas, which were formerly consid-
ered worthless, have through new methods of
distillation and manufacture been made to
yield coal oil, salts of ammonia, naphtha, ta’r,
pitch, crcoso :o, benzole, catholic acid,
parading; aniline, napthaline, and by com-
bination with coal, shales, alum, copperas
and sulphuric acid. SO it is with the con
tents of the ragpickers’ bag. Woolen rags,
old stockings, white flannel, carpeting, serge,
tailors’ trimmings, old coats, gowns and
other condemned garments are sent to the
shoddy manufacturer, where they are torn
into shreds, mixed with new wooliand-manu-
factured into cheap— and serviceable cloth.
‘Woolen rags are also1ground up into flock
and artificial flowerspnd can always be used
_ no matter how Old,. ' ,'
Linen clOths are sent to the paper manu—
facturer and transformed into the best paper.
The enormous shop of Marcus Ward 8.: Co.,
at Belfast. Ireland, depends largely upon the
linen manufactdries of that place for its
paper‘stock. Cotton rags go to paper mak-
ers, while house rags and disc cloths, which
are covered with grease, are sold to hop
growers for manure. All kinds of paper are
sent to the papier mache manufacturer, who
produces various ornamental and useful
articles, such as tea trays, cigar and tobacco
cases and match boxes. Bones arc boiled for
their grease and gelatine, converted into
charcoal and used in sugar refineries, sold to
the tanner who manufactures case handles,
knife handles and other useful articles, or
they are ground up and sold to the farmer
as phosphates of lime, forming an' excellent
and highly valued manure. _ "
, Old: bottles, .vials and {augments of glass
are remelted‘, cologed,.by¢'a7unique process
and inadeintd flatppieces which are broken
up into hiegrfiir‘bhfapes to serve as mosaic
"windo‘w' g1 ‘ . ’ Pieces of tin and tin cans
are sold'to' chemical works or to manufact-
urers who melt them into window weights.
Old boots are sold to men who patch them
up fer the cheap trade, or if they are too
dilapidated they are ground 'up with other
vfragments of;.leather .and; compremed into
insoles for cheap shoes. The tin and solder
are' removed from old saucepans and sold to
the‘ dealer in these articles. In Paris the
utility’of everything is demonstrated. Coal
and ashes are sold to brick burners, the dye
is extracted from scarlet cloths for wood
staining purposes, and the bodies of dead cats
and dogs are skinned and the hides used in
the manufacture of'gloves, and one enter-
prising chap buys bits ofgbread, grinds them
up and resells them to Ranch cooks as bread
crumbs. —Brooklyn Eagle.
The CloekJ‘f’u‘ Set.
He was a darky who wanted an alarm
clock. This was his missiOn when be en-
tered Hart’s jewelry store After getting in
there he informed the accommodating clerk
of the nature of his visit, and that individ-
ual hastened to wait on him. He wished the
clock set, so as to spring the alarm at 3:30
a. m., as that was the hour at which he had
to get up, as he worked in a restaurant that
required early service. He was particular
as to the time he wanted it go off, for he
was going to the theatre to spend the ear-
lier part of the evening and was anxious not
to oversleep himself the next morning. Tom
Rogers, the clerk, a jocose fellow on such
occasions, at once saw the Opportunity to
have some fun at the dark purchaser’s ex—
pense and took advantage of the same. He
set the alarm accurately to go Off at 9:30
p. m., put the clock in a box, received the
price and handed over the parcel. The
buyer put the timepiece into his overcoat
pocket, loitered around unconscious of any
impending racket until it was time to go to
the play. Then he entered, and in company
with his best girl took a seat in the gallery.
He soon became absorbed in the fate of the
hero onthe stage and had no thought of his
overcoat, that he laid on the chair next to
him. Everything was perfectly quiet.
Suddenly there was a resounding clatter in
the pocket of that big coat. Such a going
around and buzzing interrupted the gallery
proceedings. The shock aroused him from
his rcveries and his seat at the same instant.
With a frantic clutch he grabbed the coat,
clapped his but over the instrument of
noise, vainly endeavoring to still its din.
The colored lady by his side shrieked out
in wild affright. A Senegnmbian philoso-
pher in his rear gravely explained to the
startled persons around him that the man
had developed into a. battery of electricity,
and to move away from him or they might
get struck. This caused a commotion.
While this was going on the clatter ceased
with as little warning as it had begun. Si-
lence was restored, all save the audible
.iles that circled round the gallery. As
soon as the purchaser had recovered from
his surprise he took in the situation, ap-
preciated the joke and afterward detailed his
experiences to Tom Rogers, saying that
“durned thing made him lose a whole act. ”
—New Orleans Times-Democrat. .
The Typical Mining Prospector.
“The queerest thing in the whole mining
business to me,” said a bright eyed and
talkative passenger from the west, named
Eastman, “is - the prospector. I should
think some good writer could take up the
prospector and make a hero of him, or put
him in a play as the central figure. The
typical prospector is certainly a study.
He comes into town all excited; he flies so
high he can hardly touch the ground with
his feet. His face is radiant, and he can
hardly abstain from talking with every one
he meets. Finally he picks out a‘well—to-
do citizen, takes him aside and whispers in
his ear:
. “ ‘I’vc struck her. Struck her rich this
time. Got her sure. A big lead; sure for—
tune. All I want is achance to show her
up. Say, grub stake me and I’ll give you
half. It’s a fortune for both of us, and no
mistake.’
“Probably this citizen doesn’t put up the
grub stake. He has heard the same story
before. But somebody does—a grub stake,
you know, is an outfit for working a min-
ing claim, consisting chiefly of food to keep
the prospector going while at work digging
-—and away he goes, hopping and skipping,
into the, mountains.
“In a few months he returns. His plum-
age hangs between his legs, as it were. He
looks shccpish and shamefaced. Ho sneaks
around the camp a few hours and finally
musters up enough courage to go to his
backer and report the failure of the claim.
“In a few weeks or months the same per—
formance is gone through with again.
Again he is just as confident as he was be-
fore, just as radiant, quite as sure that he
has ‘struck her-struck her at last, and big
at that, by gosh.’ He gets another grub
stake, and fairly flies with wings into the
mountains. A few more months and he
is back again, just as shamefaced as he was
the other time, quite as crestfallen. In this
way he goes on year after year. Why, I
know men of this sort who have been on-
gaged in that way for ten or twelve years.
Two or three times a year they are rich and
as many times poor. ”—Chicago Herald.
Ills Lack of Confidence.
Jim Webster—I was jess sayin’ de udder
day you was one oh (la mos’ reckless men i
cber seed.
“You is right. I isn’t feared of nufiin,”
replied Uncle Mose.
“Jess what I said. Den, ob course, you
isn’t afcarcd to lend me a dollah.” _
“No, Jccms, I isn’t afeared to lend you a
. dollah. ”
“Jess what I said. Hand ober dc docker—
merit.”
“I isn’t afcarcd to lend yer a dollah, but
> I does so hate to part with an old fren’, for-
eber. I’se got do dollah, J ccms, but 'IZIacks
ccnferdencc. ”—Texas Sittings. ' . ‘ _.
The Methodists are making preparations
to send Bishop Taylor, in Africa, another
steamboat to navigate the upper Congo
With.
Norwalk Chronicler