“To WAKE AND REMEMBER.” When the lithe. crouching shadows, with fugitive fem . Flee swift to theireevert. tohidelntheirlalr. When the great unlit earth, in the chill of the d we. Lies still in the twilight, how haggard and base— To wake and remember! In bird with a song stirring yet in the leaves, No footin the house stepping light on the floor; Then out of thy strange, foreign glamor, 0 sleep, Will faint, falling spirit, with heart aching To wake and member-i so the hands folded meekly use night, .1: ' m the shoulders could rest where the burden had lain, But to ewh day. new born. the old anguish awakes, With the same scarlet terror, the same throb- bing a— To wake and remember! —Chicago Tribune. THE CANON’S WIFE. Elev. Canon Alison was generally known among his acquaintances as “a saintly man,” bathe was one of those to whom saintliness had not refumd a fair share of temporal blessings —to wit, a. snug canonry, a good West End living, and last, though by no means least, a pretty little wife, full fifteen years younger than himself. Both the canon and his wife were very fond of society, and (they were undeniably “in the swim”) their faces were to be seen at most of the large balls and receptions which took place during the season. He was a great favorite with the ladies. to whom he was rec eminended [by his fine figure, handsome face, winning manner and brilliant conversation, whereas she, being much too pretty and fas. dilating tohave the approval of her own sex, usually formed the center of a ring of male admirers. ' New, no lady can attract too much atten- tion from the opposite sex without rousing the mortal jealousy of all her less fascinating sisters; and the .fair, when once thoroughly jealous, are quite reckless in the aspersions which they cast 'on their rival’s character. So in the present case it is not to be won- dered at that most of them shook their bends over “that Alisonwoman’s disgraceful con- duct,” and that, when the noble earl, who occupied a prominent position among her majesty’s ministers, began to show the can- on’s wife rather marked attentions, they do- clared the little lady’s behavior to be posi- tively scandalous, and advocated her speedy cjectment from the pale of decent society. “I wonder that the clear canon does not put astop to it,” said Lady Malise Slanders to her intimate friend, Hon. Mrs. Medlar. “Ah, my dear," Was the reply, “the canon thinks everybody as innocent and guileles's as himself. He neither suspects nor notices anything." - ; ,, _ “It would be acharity ~to open his eyes to the-true character of that woman, ” returned Lady Malise. “I have a good mind to take . the duty upon myself." . “Don’t do that, dear; the canon .will never believe you. Let time, bring about the ex— posure. People can’t go on walking upon ice without slipping, and I’ll lay a modest wager that, before twelve months are out, the Ali. son woman’s‘name w.ll figure in the divorce court.” “I’m sure: you’reright; but torsee her con; ducting- henelf as she does makes me soangry. that I can scarcely restrain myself. Look! the earl of Templecombe is bending over her now, and she is encouraging his attentions “ with all her might. Really it makes me blush for the honor of my sex.” ‘ , The above conversation is afair sample of what the ladies of the London drawing room were constantly saying about the Canon's wife. But it served neither to open the can- on’s eyes nor to make Mrs. Alison change her ways; indeed, her conduct was (so the . ladies uverrcd), if possible. more outrageous than ever. ' Twelve months Slipped by, ushering in an- other “seasou,” and still the event on which Mrs. Medial“ had, offered to lay a modest wager had not come to pass. Nemesis, however, was close on her victim‘s heels, and did not mean to let this season. also come to an end Without bringing matv ters to a climax. It happened in this wise: Mrs. Alison had been out shopping early in the afternoon, and returned home about 4 o’clock. On en- tering the library she found her husband sit- ting i.1 his customary armchair, with a news- paper lying open .on‘ his knees; but he was evidently not reading it. since his face was buried in his hands. He turned round at the noise of the opening door, and looked at her with a glance which showed her at once that something was wrong. Uneasily conscious of more than one little secret which her husband might have dis- covered. she felt a thrill of dismay at her heart. “Shut the door, if you please, Edina," id the canon gravely. “I have something to say to you.” . The tone of his voice, half stern, half sad, only served to confirm her fears, and when, aminute later, he drew a bundle of letters from his vest pocket and laid them on the ta- ble beside him, she knew that the worst had been discovered. “Some of these letters, Edina," he said, in the same grave, measured tones, which, how- ever, alarmed her for more than passionate rage would have done, “are from Lord Tem- ‘ plecom be to you, and the rest are from you to Lord Templecombel”, - She stood before him with her hands clasp- ed tightly together and her lips parted, una- ble at first to utter a single word. But when her sudden dismay had subsided a little, she at length found her voice. “Oh, Hugh!” she said pleadingly:. “It was wrong—very wrong—of me to have written those letters, 1. know; but there. has been nothing worse than a little harmless flirtation between me and Lord Templecomhe—I give you my sol- emn word i” “I do not accuse you of actual guilt!” an- swered the canon, in the same grave tones. “But recollect that what in an unmarried woman is merely an indiscretion, in a mar- ried woman becomes sin. And my wife shall not carry on a clandestine correspondence with another man 1" “Oh, Hugh, do forgive me this once i” sobe 'the little woman. “I meant no wrong—in- deed I didn't! I won’t speak to him or even look at him againl Do say that you forgive me!” ' ‘ ' “At present I can say nothing," he returned coldly. rising from his chair and looking full into her face, “except to tell you this—that I have suspected your conduct for some time past, and have only waited to see a certain announcement in the papers before speaking. That announcement appears in today's Morn- . lug Post. Take it, and see whether you can discover what I mean.” ~ Thereupo‘n he handed his wife the papa, and, without another word, Mt the room, closing the door behind him. , . . Forsomeminutesatterhewasgoneshene- mained wholly overcome with dismay; then she began eagerly ”mu-The MorningP-ost . in search of “I“ announcement of which the canon had spoken. Whyt. .could it be. Was it possible that the-newspapers had published any scandal about herself! Surely not. Yet what else could her husband’s words imply! I!» cast her eye quickly down the various é a N GEN/VALE. GAZETTE, W EDNE columns, half hoping, half dreading, to find 2 that for which she was looking. She even ' perused the “leaders,” the law reports and g the sporting intelligence, but found no sort “- of announcement to account for the canon’s 3 words. It was certainly a puzzle. i While she was thus engaged she heard a , carriage stop at the door, and, looking out of Ithe Window, saw that it was the canon’s : brougham. A minute later he himself came out of the house, entered it, and drove away. On what errand, she wondered, was he bent? Had it any connection with this un- happy discovery? Perhaps the footman had heard her husband tell the coachman where to drive. She would ask him. “Oh, Thomas,” she said, with an air of as- sumed carelessness, when the man came, in answer to the bell, “the canon has gone out driving, has he not?” “Yes, ma’am.” “Do you happen to know in what direction he has gone? lbave some intention of fol- lowing him.” “I heard him tell the coachman, ma’am, to drive to 700 Berkeley square." “Thank you, Thomas." Mrs. Allison’s heart sank lower than ever; 700 Berkeley square was Lord Templecombe’s private residence. The canon had, doubt 'less, gone to confront him and upbrnid him I with his conduct—perhaps even to lay vio- lent hauds upon him. If the latter event should happen (andin her husband’s present frame of mind Mrs. Allison feared that it was only too probable), what a painful scan- dal would ensuei—one that, would: perhaps, banish the earl from public life and herself from the regions of decent society. For, though conscious of innocence, she knew that the ladies of the polite world were sure to believe the worst of her. ‘ - As a vista of such horrible possibilities un: folded itself before her mind’s eye, Mrs. Ali- It was fully two hours before the canon re- turned. He came straight into the library, and found his wife sitting in her cloak and bonnet, just as he had left her. “IVell, Edina,” be said, speaking in "the same grim voice which he had adopted be- fore. “Have you discovered that announce- merit?" “No!” she murmured, not daring to look up. “What is it?” _ He gave a hard, dry laugh; then replied, “You will find out in a few days!" “Why will you not tell me now?” she ex- claimed. "It is cruel of you to keep me in suspense." ‘ “There is nothing to be uneasy about, I as- sure you,” be returned, sarcastically, adding, “but see! It only wants twenty minutes of dinner time. You had better go and dress at once. i have a sermon to write this even- ing and wish to be as punctual as possible.” ‘- The meal .was a gloomy affair enough. What little talking there was, was done by the canon, who confined himself to common- place topics, and never alluded to the one sub- ject which engrossed all his wife’s thoughts. She, for her part, longed to ask him what had taken place at Lord Templecombe’s that after- noon, but dared not do so; while her husband had-plainly no intention of volunteering in- formation. When dinner was finished he went away to his study and left her alone. She sat for a to=~happem and ended by going to the library for The: Morning Post, and once more care- fully scanning itst-colmnns in search of that. announcement. But, scrutinize them as closely as she might, she could find nothing in them to explain her husband’s words. It . was horribly mysterious. Next day,’bei'ng wholly in the dark as to what Steps the canon had taken or how much of the truth had already got abroad, she did‘ not venture to show her face in public, but remained at home, feigned indisposition and refused to see any callers; and, for a whole week afterward, she adopt-ml the same tac— tics. . At length one morning, when she came down to breakfast shortly before noon, she found the canon waiting for her in the break- fast room, for the first time since the day of the fatal discovery. _ “Edina,” he said, handing her the morning paper, which‘ he had been reading, “I have another newspaper puzzle to give you, but this one is easier than the last. ment which is of interest either to you or to me!" ‘ f She took the paper and, half mechanically, did as he bade her. Yv'ben her eye fell on the passage to which the canon referred, she could not supprcsa'a little cry of astonish- ment.- ‘s- ' “Read it aloud, if you please,” be said » She read aloud the following: “We are authorized to state that the va- accepted by Rev. Canon Alison, vicar of St. Atbanasius’, Kensington.” “Is that true?" she exclaimed. “Quite," he answered. “Lord Temple: combo has seen fit to select me, out of many more deserving men, and I have found it my duty to accept the office.“ “And what," she cried, a bright flush over- spreading her countenance, “was that an- nouncement which I failed to find the other day?" The canon drew a small slip of paper from his waistcoat pocket and gave it to his wife. “I cut it out, my dear.” he'said,“so you may read it for yourself." It ran thus: “The bishop of WhitburyL who has been ailing for some time past. died at his towu residence last night.” Now. at length. the truth dawned upon her. “Do you mean”- she began. “Hush, my dear!” interposed the canon, holding up his hand. am convinced of your innocence, except for a little foolish flirtation. So we will let by- good fortune with which providence has favored us. i make only one stipulation, namely, that you do not so much as smile on any other man, until”—- ’ “Until the day of my death, I suppose,” she said. “Nay,” returned the canon, with a mean- ing laugh. “Not until the day of your death; until the day of some one else’s death. Shall we say—the archbishop of Canterbury’s!”— Boston Herald. The Elder Was Here Cautious Thereafter. It was Elder Russell, who called on a worthy dea'conto opeaameeting with pray- er, and was surprbed when the good man be- gan his petition with: “Oh. thou great, in- significant God.” - “Omnipotent, brother; you mean omnipo- tent God,” whispered the horrified pastor. “Huh!” ejaculated the surprised suppli- cant, “what’s that you say!" _ ~ The preacher repeated the correction, whereupon the deacon continued his prayer to a great length, and concluded as follows: Stud him with religion as well aswith words; break him ofthe hhbi’li of fall“: find- cant see of Whitbury has been offered to and ' “I mean nothing. I . I I I E THE DIKES 0F HOLLANIS." WHAT AN AMERICAN TOURIST EX- PERIENCED AMONG THEM. A Break in the Middle of Night Announced by the Firing of Cannon—Men, Women and Children Turning Out with Picks and Shovels. My business once called me to a little town in the southern part of Holland, which had been a. fortress, and parts of its huge earthen ramparts ars still standing. It is situated at about one meter below the level of the sea on the banks of a mighty river, which is formed f by the Rhine and the Mouse, and whose wa- ' ters, broad and deep, flow at a distance of a. few hundred yards from the city gate. On either side of the river large dikes protect the land against inundations. To any one who has seen them the story of a school boy pre- venting an inundation by stopping a hole in adike with his finger and holding it there until he get assistance appears ridiculous. Thpse dikes are so broad and massive that they are used for highways. In fact, in Hol- land all the railways and many of the streets are built on dikes, because the land is low and in many places so marshy that it cannot hear heavy burdens without being strength- ened. The town I was in was so low that the tops of the houses are but little higher than the protecting dike, and to a person sailing on the river hardly anything but the chim- neys and. steeples are visible. WHAT Hunnnannn. , It had been a busy day for me and a tire- some one. When night came it did not take me long to fall asleep and a dreaming. . I . thought I was returning to America, fancied son buried her face in her hands and groaned. ' myself, in the very last hour of the voyage, ; standing upon the deck of the ocean steam- ship, among a number of fellow passengers who were as eager as I to set foot ashore of the beloved home. We were entering the dock; sailors ran to and fro; a shower of com- mands fell from the captain’s bridge, though , hardly audible through the noise of’ the em gine and the cries of the passengers and em- . COTS. There—boom! What’s that! A can- non shot! I awoke surprised. It was the same old fashioned bedroom, but the noise I had heard 3"in my dream was not fancied. The whole town was in an uproar. In the hotel, too, I heard the people running up and down, talk- ing and crying. “There must bea fire some: where!” I jumped out of bed and began dressing, but had hardly done so when the” church bells began ringing. Then, again a cannon shot—another one, two, three. I rushed out of the room, dewn the stairs.~ Meeting a waiter, I asked him what had hap- pened. “Why, sir, don’t you hear the guns! : The dike is broken”—and away he ran. Com- . ing down stairs, I saw the street crowded ? with people. Ion, while with her head resting on her . bands, wondering, wearily, what was going ' Cast your - eyes down the right hand column of the third . page, and see if you find there any announce- gonesbe bygones, and enjoy together this - . sumed their daily labors. Such episodes are . ‘ of frequent occurrence, and in Holland eter- Policemen ran up and down beating little alarm gongs. The bells were still ringing, while in the soldiers’ barracks they were beating the drums. Ofiicers were busily dividing the people in groups of 100' each, and providing them with spades, sledgehammers, wheelbarrows, ropes and chains. Each group, when counted and armed, was marched oil to the river. I had hardly arrived in the street when an officer put a spade in my hand, and before I knew it placed me in orwof the groups. I felt uncomfortabl‘e;.for I was lightly'drem and did not know whether there was any danger ahead. But, then, the people around me appeared to have no fear. A few, with 'true Dutch calmness, were quietly smoking their pipes, and-many women, and even boys. and girls, were carrying spade or ax as well as any. Everything was done' orderly and with _ as little noise as possible. " Soon our group was ready; a squad of soldiers took the lead, and off we went. On the way I learned that a rise of the water had weak- ened a. portion of the dike, then in repair; it had sunk little by little, giving way to the censtant pressure of the water, and at last a portion of more than fifty yards'had crum- bled down. PICK AND suovsn BRIGADE. Though there were women and children among us, we kept up a fast pace. Soon we reached the ramparts, where the water stood already over a foot high. They had, in the nick of time, built a temporary wall acres the city gate; it was but loosely made of earth and a few cros beams, and the water, which already covered the land between the ramparts and the dike, was pressed hard against it. " The officers gave us no time to rest; pres- ently we stood on the broken part bf the dike, filling the gap with earth and stones. Hap- pily the water was calm, though a steady breeze rather increased the possibility of a large breakdown. ' We were in the water to our very hips, and a queer sight it was. Squads of soldiers, nothing but their blue jackets sticking out of the water, were work- ing in a matter of fact way. Groups of laborers were digging as quietly as if they were working on a dry farm in- stead of on the banks of an overflowmg river. Close to me a young dandy, whom the alarm bells seemed to have called away from a danc- ing party, stood with a pickax in his hand, while the tails of his dress suit were floating behind him, giving him the appearance of riding on the surface of the water. Suddenly a load of stones was thrown off the dike. Down they came with a crash, making a big wave which almost lifted me off my feet. When the water was quiet again nothing more was visible of the dandy but his silk hat. Every now and then a relief party was or- dered into the water. while others climbed to the top of the dike, cold and weary. About an hour passed, when a cry was raised, “The students! The yacht club!” In an incredibly short time they had jumped into the water, repaired the gaps and dug little canals to let the water flow off the land before the ramparts. At daybreak the civil- ians returned home, and seen all had re- nal vigilance is the price of a habitable home. Reversing the order of nature, which ordain: that the level of water shall be below that of the land, entails perpetual warfare against the ocean by the sturdy Hollandera—Pitia- burg Bulletin. Jealousy an Inspiration to Dogs. “One of the best ways to train an animal,” said a dealer in trick dogs last week to a re- porter, “is by exciting its jealousy. I have almost abandoned the use of the whip, and whenever I want to punish a dog now I aim- ' ply resort to a little plan that invariably works. For example, the other day I was ; . ' ' you will have any trouble; but still they trying to. teach a dog to jump over a chair. He did it several times, and knew very well . what I wanted, but, somehow, he thought he : would be a little stubborn, and I could not do a thing with him. Finally I took another dog that knew the trick and had him do it several times in the other. dog‘s presence. caused = After he had donevit as I desired I “Finally, Lord, bless our eddicated person. _ . in'. if poan'ble, and .at the ’leventh ,- hour E gather him with the saints in thy kingdern.” ' , Elder Buzsell, who was fond of telling the story, always ended by declaring that lt’was and rewarded him with ‘ an unusually large piece of meat I refused to notice the first dos. ‘but pro-nth he besento by to attract my attentipn. Without a word from me he began to «par: mun-l. um: roan and "so’ throughsome or bk tricks, and fin'allyfwifla alittl'e link.“ it to. my. certain-I knew ‘the' first and last atteumt at correcting the: what he "was’aboutfi do, lapel! ova the a speech of his brethren.—Lewiston Journal I didn’t-MW Journal. «log out of them,_bite “5119' would. OLD TIME. motes; “The Cunning Little Tailor" Who Fooled the Bear and Won the Princess. One of the most amusing stories of this _ kind is that of “The Cunning Little Tailor.” 3 Why the tailor is selected in folk lore ‘- as the hero of some of the most delight- ; ful tales is a matter that no one seems to un-. ' derstand, but that they are so selected is be» yond question. In this particular one the tailor is rather a poor one, but an excellent " subject for the story, which is this: There was once on a. time a princess who was extremely proud. If a. wooer came she gave him some riddle to guess, and if he could not find it out he was sent away con- temptuously. She let it be made known also that whosoever solved her riddle should marry her, let him be who he might. At length, therefore, three tailors fell in with each other, the two eldest of whom thought that they had done so many dexterous bits of work that they could not fail in this; the third was a little, useless land loafer, who 'did not even know his trade, but thought he must have some luck in this venture, for where else was it to come from? The two others said to him: “Just stay at home; thou canst not do much with thy little bit of un- derstanding.” The little tailor, however, did not let himself be discouraged, and} said he had set his head at work about this, and he would manage well enough. . All three announced thornselvosto the prin- cess and told her to propdund her riddle, for the right persons were now come, who had understandings so fine that they could be threaded in a needle. Then said the princess: “I have two kinds of hair on my head; of what color is it?" “If that be all,” said the first, “it 'must be black and white, like the cloth which is called ‘pepper and salt.’ ” ' The princess said: “Wrongly guessed; let 3 the second answer.” ~ Then said the second: “If itbenot'black and white, then it is brown and red, like my, father’s company coat.” - “Wrongly guessed,” said the princess. “Let the thirdgive the answer, for I see- very well that he knows it for certain.” Then the little tailor stepped boldly forth and said: “The princess has a silver and a golden hair in her head, and than are the different colors.” When the princess heard that she turned pale and nearly fell down with terror, for the little tailor bad guessed the riddle which she thought no one on earth could discover. When her courage returned she said: “Thou best not won me yet: there is still something else that then must do. Below, in the stable, is a bear with which thou shalt . pass the night, and when I get up in the morning if thou art still alive I will marry thee.” ' She expected thus to get rid of the tailor, for the bear had never yet left any one alive that had fallen into his clutches. The little tailor, however, was quite delight- ed, and said: “Boldly ventured is half won l” When, therefore, the evening came, our little tailor was taken down to the hear. The bear was about to set on him, but the little tailor said: “Softly, softly, I will soon make I thee quiet,” and taking some nuts out of his pocket he began to crack them with his teeth. When the bear saw that, he wanted to crack nuts, too, whereupon the little tailor, handed over a lot, but they werepebbles in- stead ofnuts, and thewbear could. make notif— l‘Eh SIT thought be, “what a stupid blockbead I am that I cannot even crack nuts.” And then he said to the tailor, “Here, crack me the nuts.” “There,” said the tailor, ‘ ‘see what astupid fellow thou art, to have such a big mouth, and not be ' able to crack a small nut.” Then he took a. pebble and nimbly put a nut in his mouth in place of it, and cracked it in ‘ two. “I must try it again,” said the bear, “it seems so easy when you doit.” But the tailor once more gave him a pebble, and he failed as before. The tailor then took a violin from under his coat and began to play on it. When the bear heard it he began to dance, and when he had danced a while he said to the little tailor: “Hark you, is the fiddle heavy!” “Light enough for a child. Lock! With the left hand I lay my fingers on it, and with the right I stroke it with the bow, and. then it goes merrily, hop 53. so, vivallalera.” “So,” said the bear. “I would like to play the fiddle so that I could dance whenever I wished. Wilt then give me lessons?” “With all my heart,” said the tailor, “if thou hast a talent for it. But your claws are terribly long; I must cut thy nails a little.” Then a vise was brought, and the little tailor screwed up the bears paws in it till he couldn’t move them, and said, “Now wait until I come with the scissors,” and laying down in the corner he went to sleep, in spite of the loud growls of the bear. When the princess heard the bear growling so terribly she made sure that he had made an end of the little tailor, and in the morn- ing she came down in a careless, happy mood, and peeped into the stable. There stood the tailor, as well and healthy as a fish in water. There was no excuse for delay. The king ordered his carriage and started the young couple off to church. Meanwhile the other two tailors, being jealous, went into the stable and let the bear loose. Full of rage he started after the carriage, growling ter- ribly. ' ' The princess looked out, and was much frightened, and she cried: “Ah, the bear is behind us and wants to get thee l” . The tailor was quick and stood on his head and stuck his feet out through the windowand cried: “Dost thOu see the vise? If thou dost not go off thou shalt be put into it again.” The bear was frightened and ran away, and so the little tailor got his bride—Marcus Lane in Chicago Globe. The Testimony of Holy Writ. Just bearing on a subject of the shrewdnem and intelligence of the Russian police, this personal experience struck me form'bly. My rte this summer werenot returned to the hotel by, the police, and instead there came the usual polite notice that they wanted to see me at headquarters. I asked the man who brought me the notice what was the matter. . “Oh, no ing serious,” he said. “They don’t allow ewe here, and they think you are a Jew.” ‘ “A Jew,” said I, in some surprise. “Why, they would not think so if they saw me; and as for 'my name—well, it 'is eel-winly not dis- : tinctly Jewish.” _ x \ 1 I “No,” said the man slowly; ,“I don’t think think Martin is a Jewish name. It is in the Bible, you know.” ' ' ' - - ' I said I‘didn’t know, and he looked at me. with the compassion that polite intelligence always bestows on well meaning ignorance. ' “Don’t you remember Martianuther!” said he. » I mile yet when I think about" that ‘31:!- m police acquam' moo With the scripture... . and new so washed by my: first smile that there must have been 'a’ new "cearch'thi’ough the prophets that afternoon. At afiy’r'ste'I’ ' gate polite notice the. next day‘that-j: need not mete headquarters, and that. them port would be returned—Our. Gt. . Innis Globe-WM. SDAY, DECEMBER 25 1889. fscms FROM EL‘DOR‘ADO‘. :EARLY DAY LIFE lN THE MlhllNG CAMPS OF THE ROCKIES. Across the Desert with 0x Teams—Letters That Came High—Home Made Govern- ment and Law—Buckskin Sacks Filled with Yellow Dust. ' Swiftly slipping into the past are the early days of the west, the sunny, humorous side of which has been so well portrayed by Mark Twain, the pathetic shadows of which Bret Harte made all his own. The iron horse now swiftly courses over the trail of clumsy ox carts, and towns and villages rise where camp fires were formerly built. The J asons of the wefiern hemisphere are already succumbing to the hardships endured in their search for the golden fleece. Of the many who went from St. Paul but few have returned. Among the fortunate few is Nathaniel P. Langford. In 1362, that year darkened by the Sioux massacre, a northern overland expedition was made from St. Paul to Walla Walla un- der the auspices of the government indeter- mine the feasibility of establishing a stage line. A large number of emigrants desirous of going to the Rockies ghdly embraced this opportunity, so that when the expedition left the Mimi-lipid it contained fifty-three wagons and 130 people. Even this company of able bodied men was no absolute guarantee of safety, for the caravan had hardly passed Abercrombie when 2,0(1) .redskins actually besieged the garrison that lay ensconced be- hind the intrenchmenis. From June the ox ' teams plodded along at the rate of 100 miles a week for nineteen long weeks when camp 3m at last pitched; on the eastern slope of the Rockies. With this train was young Langford, who was eager to see the west 3 and find a future there if possible. man roar“. Ram. I About the time that camp was made at Prickly Pear word. came that gold had been ; discovered at Grasshopper creek, and the Ar- 1 gonauts, who had been bound for the Salmon river mines on the western slope, at once . turnedtothe nearer fields. The news also . brought from the Pacific coast mines a crowd I of rougbs and jail birds that descended‘u'pon 3 the new diggings like vultures upon their : prey. Here, in 1862, sprang up ,a littlesettle~ . ment almost isolated from the world. The I nearest postomce was Salt Lake City, 490 , miles away. Four-young men, named Oliver, 3 Conover, Clayton and House, formed a. pony express to bring in the longed for letters. ; Clayton undertook the first trip, and was murdered by the Indians. - Then COnover set out, but was captured and detained by them i until released through the. intercession of a I Ute whom he had once befriended, and z through whose influence he was ever after al- .lowed to come and go unharmed. In the meantime Oliver, undaunted by the disappearance of his partners, had made a I succesful trip and brought back the first E mail. Costly indeed wasthatfirst mail, for every letter was charged $2.50. Subsequent- ly the price dropped to 81, but not during this formative period did a letter enter Ban- nack, for so the settlement had been chris- tened, without a tariff of 50 cents. Hardly was the snow well off the ground, in 1863, when gold Was found in Alder gulch, the'famcus gulclr that within: twelve months yielded $24,000,000. in, free gold, or $2,000 per capita. This was in June, and before No- vember 12,000 people were turning up the earth for a distance of twelve miles. In July a town was organized and called Varina, but it was soon changed to Virginia City. To from Bannack,and was there an eye witness of some of the unique phases of western min- ing life. . No territory had yet been organized, and the onlylaw that existed was the law of self preservation in its application to communi- ties. Each ‘camp elected a judge, who ap- pointed a sherifl and held office until deposed, .which- event might happen any time on the motion of some disgruntled miner, if the ma- jority coincided with his views. This system finally became so cumbersome that it was de- cided to elect a sheriff for the whole section, and the first recipient of the popular suffrage :was the notorious rufilan, Henry Plummet, who made desperadoes his deputies, and whose gang within a year killed 102 citizens whose bodies were found, and no one knows how many traces of whom were never die- been elsewhere related. GOLD ncsr uonnx. this golden valley" Mr. Langford proceeded Barter was naturally the method of ex- ‘ change in this rough, isolated section. The golden dust dug from the earth was the only legal tender. Every man carried in his pocket a pair of Troy scales, and when purchases had been made, out came the buckskin pouch, and its yellow contents were weighed over at the rate of an ounce for $18. a pennyweight for ninety cents, and a pennyweight and three grains for $1. I Even after banks were established, did a man borrow a thousand dollars, his note read: “I promise to pay 55 ounces, 11 penny- weights and 3 grains of bankable gold dust.” This phraeeology was used on account of a decision which made greenbacks receivable at par, although not worth at that time over cents on adollar. Bankable dust was worth about a dollar an ounce more than trade dust, for itwas as free from dirt as, it could be blown. The blower—and every miner had one—was" an oblong, shallow tin or copperpan, witha low rim arcand it, and running to a sharp point in front. Upon its surface the gold was scattered, and through the yellow heap a (magnet wa's then passed. To this the particles of black dirt, In reality pulverized iron ore, adhered, leaving only a little earth, which was made to' take unto it- self wings by gently blowing upon it. The gold was then clean and bankable. _ _ . - _ After banks were established. miners brought in "their sacks of dustfor deposit. The'contenb were carefully weighed and a receipt giventhe owner. The bags were then piled up on- the floor in alphabetical order, and when aeheck was received the giver’s sack was found and the requisite amount of gold weighed out. This precaution was ren- dered neeesary by the diferencq in, gold, some being much cleaner and consequently more valuable than others. For depoaits the bank received Xe! 1 percent‘aimonth‘w: W for the ”responsibility incur/ed, rather than paying interest to its depositors. Perhaps some payee of a check, dissatisfied. with the largeamount of dirt yisible‘iu the gold of the rack on ,whichthe check was given, would demur: then the gold was care- , fully blown, but the dust was saved and thmnbaek into the owner’s sch,» that ' theaeeeuntweuld balanccwhen the cattle ... mentwes'made. Necessary acfihilpllnwhl. itbeeamecouncatisfactorytothemina's‘ that 15th finally induced toeell mw—Gon de Hamlin in St. Paul Atacounell h dbySirWilIiam Johnson in use hereceived the largest belt that-ever was ven. “Upon it was wrought the all}... byway of the emblem of light, and ebme‘ilgt" ‘ “ " ‘ digitized: naticns. "Itwa'e-‘i'fii: P- Wshatthey now-w objectsim ‘ .to-day in both Hem . the Records ' charge mans! nun-an. Jenks had a queer dream the other ht'.‘ He thought he saw‘a prise-flghters’ ringnifiud in the middle of it stood a dougbty ittle champion who met and deliberately knocked over, one by one. a score or more or b ’ burly-looking fellows, as they advanced the attack. lama as they were in size. the- vallant igmy. proved more than a match for: them. I: was all so funny that Jenks woke up laughing. He accounts for the dream by the fact that he had just come to the conclu— sion, after trying nearly every big. drastic ill on_'the market, that Pierce's Pleasant . tlve Pellets. or tiny Sugar-coatedr Granules, easily “knock out " and bent ali the big pills hollow! They are the original andonly genuine Little Liver Pills. ~ . Beware of Imitations, which contain Pol- sonous Minerals. 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But Plummer's story of crime has ' DISCOVERY MIDTIIMIIIIIG METHOD _ In spite of adultorsted imitations which juice. the theory, and tactical results of the Original, In union! the grosses? misrepresentations by env w d-be competitors, and in spite of "base nttempte rob"hhn of the fruit of his labors, (all of which demonstrate the undoubted superlont and lusty of histeaohinn Prof. Loiaette sArt 0. Never matting is recognised M c u n" m T "i‘mf'pmmmnpigi‘v: ; one u are. In pee us can =°ni°§2ws°sam. “‘“°"°':.°.:"°h:.'"* n u 1 a _ ea, c. thaty his - icueed may mam r s' thetavw booheanbe minim Forkespectu. inmmv'nd- Mic. ‘ murmurs-m ......, m To Inventors. 6E0. R. ’BYINGTIIN OFFICE : cor. louisiana Avaand lth St Washington, I). (3., Gives his Personal Attention e Procvrlng Patents forlnventions in than. 8. Patent Dice and all Intel Countries. . An experience of nearly ten years ill the Patent omce has given him a perfect familiarity will every classification of Invention and the pa! tlcuzat EXAMINERS AND BUREAUS, to which cut and every invention is referred. He has a com- plete familiarity with: the Rules of Practlot Models, ac" ea, ta, an every detail of the once, and orvus ms PER- SONAL ATTENTION to the, interests of his Clients. Beingon the ground, and-'vrsltlng the Patent Dulce daily, he can serve Inventors Ill - securing their Letters Patentfar more advantage. :0“): than Solicitors who do no: - reside in Washington. Searches and . Applications -( . A Specialty. To all time whose applications have been rejected, he will make an examinatlo and report on the same mummy.» ~- ary examination of the Patent once- prior to an application for a tent,‘wl:l' . or, a very small charge; an » notice? or Informs. tlon in regard to patents, will: detailinaclrcularwmch will be to every applicant." f'acllltlcealcofor-v - , 4 a l v Al‘s ; §lio¢ifiitlhteit§~il Fmip b i he refers to shy and: artisans: out». to the many Connecticut Inventors for whom he has done business and taken out Lanna-rams i Rejected: sea- ., be_ ' .~. . seas. t... .r. .. W” .. Mr. ,. - madam-thormfnllh magenta basilica-hm ' pro.
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