r
,. Tie Prominent Pari They Play in
Politics as Members of the
PBEKCH CHAMBEE OF DEPUTIES.
Boulanger's Supporters Composed largely
of .Newspaper Men.
NEW FACTS ABOUT ALFEED DE MUSSET
ICOERESPONDENCE OF TIIESlSr-ATCll.1
Paris, March 27. In the Parliamentary
debates, so brimful of violcuce and bitter
expressions that are constantly going on
otct at the Palais Bourbon, Paris' journal
ists do not show to disadvantage. Like
Irishmen, they are
in their element in
a polemical discus
sion, quick retorts
being to them a
matter of course,
and they are al
ways as ready to
give tit ior tat, to
send their words
straight as an ar
row at an opponent,
as they are in dash
ing off the last fen
lines for the print-
Julcs Ferry crs just before the
paper goes to press. Good journalists are
numerous in the Chamber of Deputies, and
I have yet to hear of one who objects to a
heated and violent discussion.
First-class lawyers do not mix much in
French political life; popular advocates,
whose clients are legion, and whose words
are listened to with great attention in the
law courts, consider politics an inconveni
ence or something quite outside of their
sphere, and appear to be satisfied that by
going into politics they may lose all after
ward. The member of the bar who in
France engages in political life has to give
up his practice almost entirely; if he pleads
a case between the sessions it is unusual,
and even then it is generally in defense of
political coreligionists. There Is pretty
much the same thing to be said of the doc
torsand when a physician enters political
life he stops writing out prescriptions and
feeling pulses.
JOURNALISTIC DEPUTIES.
But it is- quite a different thiqg when it
comes to The journalists, as ior this profes
sion politics gives an increased power and
authority. In the
opposing camps
gentlemen of our
lraternity are to be
iound everywhere,
and they hold their
own in the discus
sions with or with
out interruptions.
On the Republican
side there are the
ex-frime Minis
ters Jules Ferry,
ex-editor on the
Temps, and Flo
quet; M. Spuller,
of the Scpubltque
Francaise; Oa
mille Pellctan;
Lockroy. the radi
cal; Clemenceau, who someyearsago dropped
his doctor's profession to become a political
journalist and Deputy; Emanuel Arene,
Deputy for Corsica, a young man full of
promise and of very diversified talentswho
writes political leaders for theidftn and
charming little idylls full ot romance and
giace for other papers, who is invited every
y where, ior he is a very amiable fellow, a
thorough man of the world, and sufficiently
original in his sentiments to alwavs he nw
of gaining a hearing from all parties. Of J
quite an opposite cnaracter is iichon, an
editor on the Justice, for he is a man of
grave aspect, quiet, courteous and well edu
cated; he says very little, works hard and
does not mix much in gay society.
SOME ROTABLE EDITORS.
M. Francis Laur, wha came near upset
ting the Cabinet the other dav when he
questioned M. Eouvier about" the copper
corner, is one of the
editors of theJVance.
Henry Maret is not
only editor in chief
of the Radical, but
he is one of the best
speakers as he is
also one of the wisest
Deputies of the
Chamber. A man
of splendid judg-
ment,nne eloquence,
honest in all things,
conscientious and of
noble, manly princi
ples, he is an honor
Soulier. t0 nr profession
and a credit to his country.
On the Opposition benches the chief of
the journalist deputies is, of course, Paul
de Cassagnac "When he first began news
paper life he was manager of a little journal
called the Diogenes, but even in it he soon
made himself a name, though he was ani
mated with a diabolical sort of tempera
ment, that sometimes diminished his un
doubted talents. He is yet a terrible polem
ist, but he has worked off some of the steam
of his earlier days and is now a logical, en
ergetic and observing orator. His dis
courses at the chamber are listened to with
attention, while at the same time he directs
a newspaper called the Autorile with talent
and pretty much in the same manner that
Henri Rochefort directs the Intransigeant.
Kext comes Jules Delafosse, a literary
' man, formerly one of the founders of the
Journal de Paris, and long time a writer on
that paper. At present he is on the
staff ot the Matin and writes well on foreign
politics, his articles being highly appre
ciated by his fellow members in the cham
ber. Another journalist, Cuneo d'Ornano,
Suit the Parisian press to start a journal in
le Charente, where be succeeded beyond
his hopes; the department sent him up as
its deputy, and he is now a most active mem
ber. BOOLANGER'S ALLIES.
In the group Boulangist is M. Laguerre,
who I may say is their
leader, He it a lawyer,
as well as editor ot the
Presse; but he com
menced his journal
istic career as law re
porter for the Justice.
He is a talented man,
Tilparia vpll for cfrtlr-
crs, is a fine orator;
lie has the energy or a
polemist, but 1 fancy
spends more time in
correcting proof than
he does in makine
speeches. Apropos of Laguerre,
Boulanger, nearly every member of his
party are journalists. M.Laisantisoneofthe
cditorsof the iYesse.and Saperte isa writeron
the Cocarde. Alfred Saquet, the apostle of
divorce, is also a journalist as well as a
Boulangist, hut then he belongs in the Sen
ate. His brother, Gustave, is another po
litical journalist. "While in exile he mar
ried an American girl young enough to be
hii daughter, but who, despite the disparity
of their ages, worships her husband, even
though she is Tery jealous of him. . When
the Empire permitted Gustave Kaquet to
return to Paris, be entered journalism, and
became an able contributor to Charivari
the Baillement,m& to different provincial
newspapers. He is a pleasant old gentle
man, with an open, smiling face, who, after
being for awhile, prefet of the Bouches du
Rhone, spent years in retirement and was
finally shelved by making him editor of the
Petit Dauphinois. A long time ago he was
one oi tne lions of Pans, had even gained
certain notoriety in the dueling world by I
Clemenceau,
III
m3SMi
Notwithstanding his poverty, he is a
cheerful man, and tells with a touch of bo
hemianism in his language about his duel
with "Villemessant Naquet had only just
been married, and of course wanted to keep
the encounter from his wife's knowledge,
but she, uneasy at his leaving her so ab
ruptly, questioned the concierge, who told
ner tie naa gone in a
carriage to-the Bois
de Ymcennes. She
jumped in a cab,
went out to the park,
hunted in all the cor
ners of its woods;
chance took her to
the right spot, but
the duel was over,
and Villemessant lav
on the ground, his
shirt covered with
blood, a doctor hold
ing the arm that had
' TMSfiSffk ',een punctured. The
young wife rushed up
to the surgeon, and
with clasped hands
implored him to tell
Emile Zola. her where her hus
band was. "Ah, Madame," exclaimed the
iamous editor, "he is dead," and pointing
to the wood said she would find his body
there. Away she ran, crying aloud in great
grief, but had hardly started when she was
caught up in the arms of her husband, jvho
was -unharmed.
One famous journalist who is not a poli
tician, and never will be, is M. Emile Zola,
who tells me that "Madeleine Ferat" will
not be acted at the Theater Libre for at
least a month; the plot is not taken from
any book, but is entirely his own creation,
and was written when he was a young man
just beginning his literary lite. It con
sists of only three short acts, each of which
vill take a quarter of an hour to play. He
does not yet know whether the press will
pitch into it or not. but should they do bo,
he will not be at all surprised. As for his
next novel, he is collecting notes and
amassing documents, but he is not writing
much on it.
ALFRED DE MTJSSET.
There is no doubt about it, a statue is
goiug to be raised to the memory of Alfred
de Musset, though there are some journal
ists who declare that he is not worthy of
bronze or marble. An elderly lady of my
acquaintance knew
de Musset person
ally, and has told
me much about
him. He was a
famous French
Don Juan of good
family, naturally
elegant and dandi
fied. From the mo
ment of his entry
into society he
aimed at being per
fectly correct in
dress and deport
ment, indulged
largely in revere of
black velvet on his Paul de Cassagnac.
coats, as he found it suited his blonde
beauty, while pearl gray gloves were another
of his favorite luxuries. Early in lite he
fell in love with Bernerette, as he did also
with one of his family relatives. Bernerette
was a grisette(how far back that word takes
us), an ironer of linen by occupation, and
dancer at public balls by inclination. Her
window looked into Alfred's room, and he
seeing that she occupied herself with his
movements found it necessary to take the
air very often. Tne rest is easily guessed,
but the true romance differs from the writ
ten one in this, that Bernerette forgot she
was bound in honor to a young workman
who killed himself when she deserted him,
and I may add that she too tried to do away
with herself by taking poison when in her
turn she was deserted. However, she swal
lowed an overdose, and escaped death, and
long after Paris had forgotten the little
woman, one of Alfred's friends found her
still dancing in the theater of a provincial
town?
A SOCIAL LIOIT.
Almost from the first de Musset had great
social success, and was one of the lions of
elegant society everywhere. People hoped
that his intimacy with Rachel wonld bring
forth a dramatic chef d'eouvre, but it was
not to be; their love only produced trouble
and jealousy to one, weariness and lassi
tude to the other.. "She is whimsical and
nnrestrainable," said he. He makes
scenes with me, but no roles," was her fre
quent remark. Some years before their
aeatns chance
brought them to
gether, and Rachel
gave a dinner to 12
chosen guests to cel
ebrate the return of
the poet already
a;ing. Dinner was
announced, he of
fered his arm, they
started up the few
steps leading to the
dining room, acci
dentally placed his
foot on a flounce of
old lace which
adorned her dress,
and tore it. She
dropped his arm,
and exclaimed :
sk
FlogueU
"When a gentleman does not know how
to offer his arm, he should not attempt to do
so;" and he retorted hotly:
"When a hotel has such a narrow stair
case, people should not be asked to dinner."
They never met again.
Fortune did not come ever to this man,
but his dramatic fame was finally estab
lished. The Empress Eugenie asked him to
work for the Comedie Francaise, and did
her Best to have his pieces promptly repre
sented, and later on there was question of a
pension, and of other pecuniary advantages,
all of which he repulsed, and died as proud
ly as he had lived always. My old friend
told me of his reading at the Tuileriesa
tragedy in verse destined for the Francaise
at which she was present, and evidently it
was most painful to him. His imperial
hosts gave him all possible encouragement,
but there were many interruption! that
could not be avoided. ,
EVEN THE PARROT LAUGHED.
A celebrated financier entered inoppor
tunely, and sat down with a vexed air, at
being obliged to delay the imparting of
some important news. The parrot ot a cer
tain old duchess was allowed to be present;
it laughed heartily during the reading and
repeated many words after the poet. When
he got home he said to the humble com
panion who cared for him like a child until
his last breath: "All were against me, even
the parroquet" The actress who played
and made his reportoire fashionable was
Madame Allen; she loved him sin
cerely and he returned it, but the distrust
and bitterness which had entered his soul
in early youth rendered tiresome the devo
tion of which he had such great need. AH
comedians were not so favorable tb him, and
Mademoiselle Plessy when asked to play
one of his pieces, said she would rather die
than do it.
He had ceased to pay visits long before
his death, and walked about day and flight,
stopping only in cafes, where it was his
pleasure to pay for what he had drunk with
a piece of 20 francs, for which he declined
all change. "But." said his housekeeper,
"the change would have paid to-morrow's
breakfast," ".No, that is not to be thought
of," replied the incorrigible dandy. In the
last month he could not sleep on account of
violent palpitations of the heart; then all
the sadness of his life came back to his
memory, and it was necessary to give him
morphine in large doses to keep him quiet
Nowadays there are plenty of folks who
thus murder themselves, so where is the use
of blaming a man for employing the same
to escape pain and obtain forgettulness.
Henry Haynie.
Cntni rh Cttrrd.
A clenryman. after years of suffering from
that loathsome disease, catarrh, vainly trj fug
every known remedy, at last found a reclpo
which completely cored and saved him from
death. Any sufferer from this dreadful disease
sending self-addressed stamped envelope to
Prof. J. A. Lawrence, 88 Warren st,New York
City, will receive the recipe free of charge.
jJtfj 'ml. H
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A Description'of the Game of Craps,
as Played in the South.
EASY TOLEARN.BUT HARD TO BEAT
Applying Pet NaWs to 'Winniiig Kumbers
on the Dice.
A SHABP LITTLE SOUTHERN SHOEBLACK
fCORRESrOXDESCE or TUB DISrATCH.l
Birmingham, ALA.,April 12 "Craps"
is the favorite game of the Southern negro.
The negro is a born gambler and the most
intelligent of them cannot resist the temp
tation to occasionally try their luck at
some game of chance. The more intelli
gent of the Southern negroes buy tickets in
the Louisana lottery, play policy, bet on
horse races and gamble in various way, but
the average negro shoots "craps." A very
few negroes play poker, a number of them
are experts at the game of "seven up" and
occasionally one is found who attempts
three card monte and other tricks with
cards, but they all play "craps."
The outfit of the average negro gambler
consists of two dice, a razor and the left
hind foot of a graveyard rabbit. The latter
are weapons of defense. The razor is the
negro's favorite -weapon in a fight, and the
rabbit foot is supposed to ward off bad lnck
in every form. Very few negro gamblers
will play in a game of craps without a rab
bit's foot in their inside pocket.
The game of crans is played with two dice,
and it is so simple that any novice can
learn in half an hour. Two men or a dozen
can play in ene game and an unlimited
number oi spectators can make bets among
themselves on the game. The dice are taken
in the hand and thrown on .the table, floor
or ground. They must be thrown, this rule
is imperative.
a winning throw.
If the thrower turns up seven or 11 spots
he wins. It the two sixes or the aces are
up he loses. If he turns up other than the
spots named he makes a point. For exam
ple, if the total of the spots on the upper
sides of the dice is eight that number is the
placer's point He then throws again and
again until he wins or loses. To win he
must again throw eight before he throws
seven or 11.
If by chance seven or eleven spots turn up
belore the player makes his point of eight,
or whatever the number may be, then the
thrower loses, and the next player takes the
dice and throws until he loses. So the dice
pass around the board, but the throw does
not increase the thrower's chances of win
ning unless he is an expert There is no
limit to the game except the limit fixed by
the purses ot the players. A month's wages
are often won or lost on a single throw oi the
dice. Twenty-five cents a throw is a favor
ite pot, and with this limit 5100 can be lost
or won in a.few hours. The spectators at a
game ot craps make bets among themselves
on every throw. They bet that the player,
will or will not throw seven the first throw,
or after a player has made his "point" bets
are made that he will throw seven before he
hits his point, in which case he loses.
THE FINE POI2JTS.
The rules of the game are not always the
same. Sometimes it is played with 7 to
win and 11, a deuce or a tray to lose on the
first throw. In this case the thrower has 3
chances to lose to 1 to win on the first
throw, but the rule allowing him to make a
point if he misses 7 and does not "craps,"
which means throwing one oi the losing
numbers, makes his chances about equal.
It is after a player has made his "point"
and is throwing to make that number again
belore he turns up the fatal 7 or 11 that the
game becomes interesting and often ex
citing. When negroes play they usually seat
themselves in a circle on the floor of a
room, or on the ground when they play'in
the woods, and the spectators, standing up,
range themselves in circles around the
players, so they can watch the game. When
the stakes are large, and a player is trying
to make his point, then all the superstition
in the negro s nature is brought into play.
The thrower rubs his rabbit foot on the
dice, mutters something in an undertone,
and then as he makes his throw all the
players and the spectators, who are betting
on the result, begin to call for their win
ning numbers. The dice are called by such
names as "Susie," " 'Liza Jane' "Han
nah," etc., and those names are often ap
plied to numbers.
COAXING THE DICE.
For example, a player's point is nine, and
as he throws the.dice from his hand he says:
"Come heab, my Susie!" The other player,
who wants seven spots to turn up, at the
same time makes a motion toward the dice
with his hand and says: "Come to me,
'Liza Jane." Failing to make his point or
"craps" the thrower exclaims: "Oh, yon
Hannah! Now you'se comin'?" and again
he shakes the dice in his hand ior a mo
ment, and as he throws them he bends low
over the dice and stakes and says: "Whar's
my Susie?"
In addition to calling for their winning
numbers by name, the negro players call
out as they throw: "Come heab, my 'lebenl"
"Oh, you seben, what you doin' dar ?"
To fully realize the intense fascination the
game of craps possess for the average negro,
one must see them playing. Hour after
hour they will sit and play until some one
who has a long run of luck finally wins all
the money. Then if they have a pistol,
razor, overcoat, watch, or anything of value,
they will stake that on a throw of the dice.
Throughout the game no one ever seems to
grow weary, and nothing is heard save the
croning monotone of the players as they
call, "Oh, dat 'leben!" "Come heah seben!"
"Wbar you, Susie!" "Git dar 'Liza Janel"
"Oh, my Hannah!" "See dat man shoot
dem craps!"
LOSE oe win ALL.
A game often lasts all night or all day,
Sunday being the favorite day with tfie
negroes for crap shooting. A player never
retires from the game until he is broke or
wins all the players have. When broke
they will stand around and watch the game
as long as it goes on, or go away and try to
borrow a stake in order to play again.
In thiscityandabontthemines and furnaces
dozens of negroes live in comparative lux
ury on the money thejr make shooting craps.
In' craps, like almost all other games, there
are plenty of chances to cheat, and woe unto
the country darkey who falls into the
clutches ot the professional crap shooter.
One of the favorite tricks of the experts is
sliding the dice. The two dice are placed
in the hand with he winning spots up, and
instead of throwing them out they are, by a
simple twist of the wrist slided out of the
hand without being turned over. The trick
becamo so common that round-cornered
dice came into general use. It is very
difficult to slide the round-cornered dice
from the hand without turning them over,
and only an expert will attempt it There
are a few other tricks, the principal one of
which is "loaded dice." Dice are made
heavy on one side, and when thrown will
fall with the winning spots up. As a win
ning throw entitles the thrower to throw
again and again until he loses it was an
easy matter for experts to win all the
money of the novice. But this trick
became so well known that anyone who has
had any experience at the game will exam
ine the dice and refuse to play with loaded
ones.
A SHARP SHOEBLACK.
There is no chance for dispuie over the
game unless a player is caught cheating or
attempting to cheat When any crooked
work is discovered, a fight is sure to follow
and many a game of craps has ended in a
fierce nnd bloody conflict in which pistols,
knhcsnnd razor are used.
Negro boys in the South learu to shoot
craps as soon as they learn to play marbles,
and at 10 years of age many of them are ex
perts. Some time ago the police in this
city noticed that after a certain hour in the
day, all the little negro bootblacks wonld
disappear from the streets, and would be
seen no more until late In the afternoon.
The cause of their disappearance was soon
discovered, and about 100 of them were ar
rested while shooting craps in a vacant
lot just inside the city limits. As soon as
they would get a stake shining shoes, they
would repai.1 to this lot and shoot craps all
day. One boy, about 14 years old, had won
over $300 in money and about 20 outfits
from his fellow bootblacks during, the two
months or more they had been shooting
craps. He had invested his money in a sub
burban lot, and was shooting his way to
fortune with loaded dice. W. L. H.
.LOCAL AET AKD AETISTS.
A modeled design for the proposed Arm
strong monument has been on view at Boyd's.
The features and the attitude of the figure are
sufficiently lifelike to call up a vivid mental
portrait of a man whose host ot admirers sin
cerely mourned his death, and who now Intend
erecting a monument to his memory.
Another of Mr. EL A. Poole's landscapes
has been sold by Boyd & Co., and this time
without ever having been shown In the window;
in fact almost immediately after having been
received. Judging by the ease with which Mr.
Poole's pictures are disposed of it would seem
that works of quiet unpretentious merit are
sure of being appreciated here in a manner
that Is at once substantial and eminently satis
factory to the artist
Ax instance serving to show the degree of fin-'
ish to which Mr. Geo. Hetzel carries some of his
paintings is tnrnished by the incident of an ad
mirer of his work offering to buy one of the
pictures which be had under way, and upon the
artist accepting and remarking that he would
finish the painting the intending purchaser,
who bad supposed that it was already complete,
inquired what more be could do with it. there
appearing to be no room for further elabora
tion of detail.
Mb. M. Blexman, who was so successful in
disposing of such a large number of foreign
pictures in this city recently, Intends opening
another collection here to-morrow morning,
doubtless in the hope that it will be as fully ap
preciated as was the last one. The exhibition
will be opened in the Gillespie gallery, as
before, but is to consist of larger and more ex
pensive works than were previously shown, a
special attraction being described as a "par
ticularly flue Corot" Unless it has something
more to recommend it than the last worn by
tbat artist shown in this city, Pittsburg buvers
will do well to let it go whence it came and
save their money and not pay it out for little
else than an artist's name signed in rather large
letters. But there will doubtless be in this col
lection some works of real merit such as the
masterly interior, by Heger, which Mr.
Bleiman sold here a little over a week ago, and
which speak for themselves, without regard to
names signed to them.
The latest work from the brush of Mr.
Jos. He Woodweli, a bright pleasing picture
bf sea and shore, with a picturesque group of
buildings embowered in trees and shrubbery,
has been exhibited at Gillespie's during the
past week. In his treatment of this work Mr.
Woodweli has adopted a somewhat higher tone
of color than has been customary with him of
late, and the keynote of the picture Is light and
warmth, which are qualities tbat find very
general favor. Frequently, except in large
and carefully finished works, pictures which
are of a strongly original character will be
found faulty in some particular, or show a
weakness in some respect which is not in keep
ing with the merit of the work as a whole, and
apparently this is the case with the one at
present under consideration. The fanlt in
this case lies in the distant point of land jut
ting Into the water not being distant enough.
From its drawing and proportions It should
evidently be far away, while the tone and
strength of its color, which is greater even
than that of fhe foreground, contradict this
appearance and Insist npon its being near the
eye of the spectator, with the result of making
It look small and nearby, in place of large and
distant In spite of this fanlt, however, this is
both a clever and a strong picture, and one
that Is pretty sure to meet with popular ap
proval. A number of very excellent pictures, exhib
iting a great deal of originality and strength,
are to be seen at Boyd's for the next few days.
These paintings are all the work of. Mr. J.
Anton Hekking, of Paris, and consist princi
pally of landscapes and marine views, with a
few also In which cattle form the chief inter
est Although all by the same artist the works
show a delightful freshness ,and variety, which
is, perhaps, not the least of the features by
which they claim attention, each one possess
ing mat individuality ana tne quality oi Deing
the only one of its kind, which Is one of the
prime factors in giving an- oil painting its
value, from a commercial standpoint at least
With one or two exceptions these works are
about of equal importance and of pretty nearly
uniform merit so much so, indeed, that It is
scarcely worth while mentioning any particu
lar picture as of leading interest Attention
may be directed, however, tp one or two exam
ples which will fairly servo to indicate the
character of all. "On the Coast of Hastings"
is a clear and well balanced picture, good in
color and well handled throughout "Moon
light on tbe Thames" is of an opposite charac
ter to the foregoing, the spirit of the work be
ing one of repose in place of action, as is the
case with the marine. "Old Rye," England, is
a characteristic example of this artist's land
scape work, and good in drawing, color and
composition. Mr. Hekking Is here in person
with these pictures, which affords Pittsburg
people an opportunity of purchasing foreign
works direct from the artist who produced
them.
Mb. John J. Hammer has been for several
weeks past engaged in retouching his well
known "Newsboy," and he has put so much
work upon it that it is virtually a new picture.
Although this has always been regarded as a
particularly fine painting, the result of the ad
ditional labor which the artist has bestowed
upon it is apparent In the greatly increased
strength of the work, both in color and draw
ing, and, what is even more'important, in char
acter and spirit and in action. In Its present
condition the picture will compare favorably,
with some of the high-priced foreign works
which have been bought up so freely in this
city of late. But then this is also true of many
ot Mr. Hammer's pictures, and it is strange
that some of his best works are not more fully
appreciated here, considering their real merit
and the comparatively low figures for which
they can be bought It is a good and
healthy sign tbat high-priced pictures
sell readily here, even If some of them are
purchased mainly on account of the artist's
reputation, bnt it will indicate a far more
wholesome and intelligent interest in art when
they are bought solely, on their merits, without
regard to the fame of the author. Mr. Ham
mer intends to send his "Newsboy" to the Ex
hibition of the Association of American Artists
in New York, and it is very likely that before1
long he will leave Pittsburg and make his home
in tbat city. Meanwhile he has at present a
number oLflne pictures in his studio, which
should prove an attraction to those interested
in line art works.
A Shadow.
Washington Critic.:
Beautiful spring Is coming.
The bine Dird sings its song,
The sbad swims up the nver
And brings its bones along.
High -Pressure
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AFTER CRAZY HORSE.
A Starving Brigade, Under General
Crook, Chasing Hostiles.
THE F0L0BN HOPE TO TBE FEOKT.
Death of American Horse and Cody's
Partner, Buffalo Chips.
THE SATAGE FIGHT AT SLIM BUTTES
NIWKITTXN FOH THK DISPATCH.!
Once having slipped out from between the
inclosing columns of Crook and Terry the
hostiles seemed to have scattered all over
the Northwest Sitting Bull with several
tribes crossed the Yellowstone, closely pur
sued by General Miles, Terry's second in
command; but the Ogallallas and Brules
hurried eastward across the Little Missouri,
and a large number of Indians who hailed
irom Standing Eqck ond the other reserva
tions along the "Big Missouri" went with
them. Terry, with his command, wds left
to haidle all who remained along the Yel
lowstone. Crook, with his now ragged regi
ments, pushed on after the Indians who had
skipped from the department of the Platte.
There were between 3,000 and 4,000 of these
"hostiles" known to be out and CrazyHorse
.was probably the principal chief. The
whole country was covered with signs,
despite the pouring rains, but only an oc
casional Indian could our scouts catch sight
of. Late in August we were marching day
after day through a wild and picturesque
region. "We had neither tents nor more than
one'blanket apiece. Our horses were grow
ing weaker every day, for the Indians had
burned off the grass and we had no grain.
"We passed the wonderful "Sentinel
Bnttes" and clambered the high bluffs at
the headwaters of the Beaver. "We forded
the Little Missouri not far from where the
Northern Pacific bridges it now, and at
last reached the little streams that form tho
Heart river, only to find that the Indians
had scattered still more, some going east,
many south, and our rations were almost
gone.
General Crook was not the man to hesi
tate. It would never do to let that great
force of hostile Indians go southward nn
pursued. All the settlements of the Black
Hills all the denuded stations of Northern
Nebraska and "Wyoming would have been
at their mercy. Putting us on half rations,
he gave the order to march southward by
compass. It was estimated that we could
reach the settlements in the Black Hills in
12 days, and if the worst came to the worst
we could live on our horses and mules.
A DREAET MABCH.
There were plenty of men in the column
by this time who would have been glad to
go eastward to Fort Lincoln, where rations
could be had in plenty, but that was not
our chiefs plan, and he was right Away
we went, over rolling, treeless, rain-soaked
prairie. Heavens! How it rained I Day
and night drip, drip, drip and, wet to the
skin, we jogged stolidly along until our
horses got too weak to carry us; then we
dismounted and towed them after us. My
Eoor old Donnybrook was so used up that
e could not or would not walk as fast as 1
could, and I had to have a trooper, trudg
ing behind him, to prod him with a sharp
stick every minute. Even then he nearly
pulled my arms out of their sockets. After
the fourth day's march the rations were all
gone except a little coffee and hard tack.
The men were starving and then came the
memorable order three horses ot each bat
talion (four companies) to be slaughtered
each day for food. Manyot the poor brutes
had given outentirely and were abandoned.
Tho weakest and scrawniest were sacri
ficed and it was a case of the "survival of
the fittest" I helped eat poor Donnybrook
and it seemed like cannibalism, but it was
that or my boots and there was little left
but the legs of them. The Adjutant had
to be the active and wideawake man; the.
neld notes and topogging had to be kept
up and hard tack crumbs did not furnish
the needful sustenance. But how tough
was Donnybrook! He fed that night the
headquarters party and Company K, and a
very little of him went a good way.
Then my saddle was shifted to the
"spare" mount the Colonel had been saving
for me. They were all spare enough that
centennial September, God knows, and the
work went on. Let me condense this by
saving that when after 11 days of pouring,
pitiless rain we reached the Belle Fourche
at the northern base of the hills, three
fourths of our cavalry, Second, Third and
Fifth Begiments, made the last two days'
march afoot. One-halt our horses were
broken down for good. One-fourth had
fallen never to rise again, and dozens had
been eaten to keep us, their riders, alive.
A CHASE FOE FOOD.
It would have been worse but for an in
termediate incident. "We caught Crazy
Horse. "We jumped the big village of hfs
biggest chief; we feasted on Indian pony
and jerked buffalo meat and we had two
what Phil Kearney of glorious memory
would have called "lovely nghts, and this
is how it happened.
Seeing how men and horses were starving,
our General picked out Major Anson Mills,
of the Third Cavalry, told him to take ISO
men and all the serviceable horses of that
regiment and push ahead to the hill settle
ments, buy up all the provisions to be had
and hasten back to meet us.-. They left us
the night of September 7, near the head
waters of the Grand river, and I well re
member how dim ana ghastly they looked
as they rode silently away through the
squashy mud into the impenetrable dark
ness at the south. -Mills had with him
three lieutenants already distinguished
with us, but whom the whole nation has
since learned to know Emmet Craw
ford, he whom the Mexicans murdered
but a few years since; Von Lucttwltz, who
lose his leg to pay for the honor of going
with the advance and is now, too, in his
soldier grave, and Fred Schwatka, who
never lost a chance for adventure and is at
it yet, though he long since swapped the
sword for the pen. You will hear from him
next in Mexico, and, by the way, not a
month ago there was a gathering of five of
the participants in this strange campaign in
General Crook's office in Chicago, and a
talk over old times that will not be soon for
gotten by one of the five at least. First and
ioremost was the modest General himself,
looking no older and far less careworn
than he did in '7G. Then our old "polemi
cal paymaster" Colonel Stanton he who
begged oil "shop work" to come out and
serve on Crook s staff all through the vicis
situdes of this tough summer and autumn;
then Buttalo Bill, himself, our old chief
scout; then Schwatka. who led the charge
for Anson Mills at Slim Battes.and, finally,
the ex-adjutant and field note-taker of thra
Fifth Cavalry, the present writer. "We were
talking of the night that Mills rode away in
the darkness and what happened so soon
after.
OFF 10 THE EESCUE.
At daybreak on the morning of the 9th
of September we of the Fifth cavalry rolled
out of our dripping blankets; breakfasted
on what cold, chunks of horse meat were left
over from the night previous we had noth
ing else; swung stiffly into saddle, and, fol
lowing the lead of General Merritt and
brigade headquarters, rode away in long
columns'of twos into the fog bank that en
veloped the earth. Presently that began to
thin out and we could see ahead tbe scouts
far at the front, scattered over the prairie,
watching for Indians or game; Crook's
headquarter party and escort; a few cavalry
skirmishers; Merritt's little escort huddled
about the limp and drooping battle flag;
then at the head of the Filth Cavalry,
which happened this day to lead the long
column, rode the Lieutenant Colonel com
manding and his bedraggled Adjutant the
writer; behind us in long, limping column
the ten companies of the Filth Cavalry,
one-fourth of the men afoot; back of them
nearly a mile the battalion of the Second
Cavalry and all of the Third that had not
pushed ahead with Mills, twa nights before,
and then, just striding forth from their
cheerless bivouac the 14 conroanies of in
fantry. Starting an hour behind the caVi
airy toward the end of this rueful campaign
they would catch up and go laughing by us
by noon at the very latest.
But this day they did it ,
There was some sudden commotion out at
the front. Staff officers came spnrringjack.
Abrief consultation with Merritt, another
with Carr and the latter turns quietly to me:
"Bide back along the column. Pick out
every horse that can possibly make a forced
march of 20 miles. Send all such up to
tbe front Mass all the other in one big re
serve under the officer of the day. Tellium,
to come along easily, but get all the good.
men ana norses yon can. Anson Alius is
surrounded by Sioux20 miles ahead and
we've got to make a rush to the rescue."
ABBIVED IN TIME.
There was only one officer in. all the Fifth
Cavalry who didn't think his horse would
carry him those 20 miles he isn't in it any
more I sent him back to the reserve, and
in an hour I bad managed to urge, spur and
beat my poor brute up to the front again
and, rejoining my chief, report tbat he had
350 effectives at his heels. The rest, per
force, had to stay with the officer of the day.
Similar orders had gone to the Second and
Third, and. miles benind us bv this time.
they, too. were spurring along, but we of
toe jciitn naa a ciear ana commana
mg lead. Every now and then Carr
would signal "walk" to let
the poor horses blow. Then on we trot
again through mud, mist and rain, and
soon after 10 I see white gleaming crags,
among the bnttes to the right-front and, at
half-past, we of the Fifth are exchanging
shots with the redskins and congratulations
with Mills in the very midst of one of the
richest Indian villages I ever saw. Caster's
guidons, cavalry uniforms and trappings in
lodge after lodge all assure us we have got
at last the very fellows we were after.
Mills had whirled in upon them to their
.utter surprise at dawn. Schwatka leading
the charge scattered the occupants to the
neighboring heights "Slim Buttes" by
name; "corralled" at least 400 of their
ponies and, thongh he had lost several
men and poor "Von Lucttwitz had lost his
leg, and the Indians had quickly rallied
and, seeing his small force, had attacked in
turn, he had managed to get back word to
us, and to hang on to his prize like a bull
dog until we got there-just in the nick of
time.
It was the village of "American Horse"
and only an outlying band of the great force
of the Sioux under "Chunka "Witko"
(Crazy Horse), who was oyer toward the
Little Missouri. Two hours more and he
with all his warriors at his back came tear
ing over to retake the village, but mean
time we had "got there" and proposed to
stay. Late that afternoon Crook's whole
force was on the ground and then Crazy
Horse gave battle,th most beautiful Indian
combat I have ever seen for there were thou
sands engaged on both sides.but it is of an in
termediate incident I have to tell. There is
no room in a letter like this to describe the
battle of Slim Buttes.
DEATH OT BUFFALO CHIPS.
In last week's article I spoke of Cody's
"partner." His real name was James
"White, but for years he had been Buffalo
Bill's shadow and most faithful friend. He
copied everything Bill wore or did, was the
most simnle-minded, honest-hearted front
iersman I ever met and, as he had ridden
day atter day by my side, it seemed to me
that I had got to know him well. Some
time before he had "allowed" that having
been Cody's "partner" for years he ought
to have some distinctive title, and a grim
old quartermaster dubbed him forthwith
"Buffalo Chips" andthenamestuck. "White
did't seem to mind. I met him first at
Fort McPherson in '71, when he cairie with
a horse and a message from BilL I sawhim
last at Slim Buttes on the 9th of September
in '76. 5.
As we rode into the village Major Mills
pointed to -a ravine that struck in among
the bluffs to the south. "Look out for that
place," said he. "There are some wounded
Indians up near the head of it, and they've
knocked over some of my men."
"We were too busy just then to bother with
a few Indians in a hole. "We could get
them when tney were wanted. Meantime
we had to throw out our skirmish lines and
drive the surrounding warriors well back
where their shots would not disturb our
wounded in the village. A little later, how
ever, some scouts and packers thought they
might as well have a little fun on their own
account "roasting out them Injuns" and
the next thing I heard was a rattling volley
from the ravine and saw the scouts and
packers scattering like sheep. One fellow
who was in a kneeling posture near the
brink did not move at all. Neither did he
for an hour afterward. He was shot dead.
All at once it became apparent that not two
or three but a dozen Indians were lurking
in that hole. Then the move to get them
out assumed proportions and Lieutenant
Phil Clark, of UrooK s Stan, carbine in
hand, jumped in to take the lead, while a
number of scouts went crawling along either
bank peering warily over into the cave like
darkness at the head. Just as I was run
ning thither from the western side a second
volley came from tbe hole and three more of
our men dropped bleeding in tbrir tracks,
when everybody seemed to wake up all at
once and the attack became a fusillade. I
could see "Chips" on the opposite crest,
crawling out on hands and knees to a point
where he could peer over into tne aeptns
below. He reached a stunted tree that grew
at the edge of the gorge, raised his rifle;
lifted himself slowly to his feet; a quick,
eager light shone in his face as be canght
sight of the lurkine foe, when there was a
sudden bang! a puff of white smoke from
the head oi the ravine. "Chips" gave an
agonized cry, "Oh, my God! boys," and
plunged heavily forward shot through the
heart
It took less than two minutes after that to
wind up the affairs at the head of that
ravine and one of the dyin warriors proved
to be "American Horse" himself.
Chaexes King. TJ. S. A.
A WASHTDB HEE HOBBY.
A Wealthy Woman Woo Hm a Mania for
Solas; Laundry Work.
Hew York Tribune.
A good old lady who was born with a
silver spoon in her mouth has all her life
envied poor women their washtub. To do
one's own washing she considers the great
est privilege that could fall to the lot of a
human being. This is notone ot the fancies
of old age, for it has been her pet hobby, all
her life. -
Now she sits propped up in pillows all
day long, and the only way to induce her to
take her medicine is to place a doll's wash
tub on the satin coverlet and let her trifle
with a tew pieces of muslin on her minia
ture washboard.
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THE TROPICS' QUEEN.
Quaint Old Havana and It3 Proud
Citizens Graphically Sketched
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rCOBBISPONDI'VCE OT THE DISIMTCn. J
Havana, April 2. I am in Cuba. I
came by the steamer Niagara direct irom
New York. Going to Europe is bad; going
to Cuba is worse. The seasickness of.an
European voyage is mild in comparison
with the seasickness of the Gulf of Mexico.
It is all very well to talk about
the pleasures of sailing in South
ern seas, but Southern seas are
not quite what they are cracked
up to be. They may do in theory or in '
books, but in reality well, they have got
to be tried to be fully understood. In the
first place the steamers are small and stuffy,
the cabins narrow and the berths mere
shelves. The first spasm that's the only
word that expresses it is experienced, not
after a day or so, as any well-regulated sea
sickness ought to be, but almost immedi
ately. The docks once cleared, the little ship
commences to sport. "While she is sporting
the passengers are rolling oS the cabin sofas.
This is only the beginning of their agony.
Five days later tHBy drag their languid
bodies on deck, and sit in disconsolate, hospital-like
rows, denouncing the
fate which imposes the necessity of living
upon them.
VABIETIE3 OF SEASICKNESS.
There are said to be three stages of this
malady, of which no one has ever died,, or
been cured. The first is the victim who is
afraid be will die; the second is the victim
who doesn't care whether he dies or not, and
the third the unfortunate who fears he will
live in spite of himself. This last stage
came to me early in the day and lingered
persistently by me until I landed in Havana.
Even then I felt as if I were walking on
air, and that my bed was rocking, sinking,
sliding and plunging after the most ap
proved Cape Hateras fashiou. The food on
these steamers is very, very good, but as
.youpever eat a mouthful, you feel all the
more aggrieved. Such a state of affairs yon
consider nothing more nor less than "the
irony of fate," and in your belief you are
not far wrong.
If von want to see a splendid sight, and
one that will linger in your memory eveu
longer than the seasickness, rise early the
morning you reach Havana, and watch
the sun come up out of the opalescent bil
lows like a huge ball of fire. At the first
peep of day you will witness a spectacle
once seen, never to be forgotten. Out of the
mystic haze, gradually, almost impercepti
bly, grows the outlines of the city. So dim,
so uncertain, so fleeting, are the pale, sil
very shadows, that only for the incessant
rumble of the ship's bowels and the swish
of the glittering waves, you would imagine
yqnrself sailing in some phantom sea. Pale
and spectral in the distance gleams the
gilded towers of the low-lying, many-colored
walled city, over which hangs a green cloud
lined with lurid patches of gold.
, A GRAND PANORAMA.
As the shades disperse, huge doorways,
flanked by pillars and surmounted bv pon
derous lintels, come in view. Through
your glass you can see that they
open upon ramoiing pavea courts.
Here and there can be- discerned
massive arches and balconies that suggest
Seville or Granada. To the left loom the
dark embattled walls and towers of Moro
Castle, with its great blinking light, and
beyond is the harbor, which has no dock or
landing pier, but which is filled with small
boats nnd picturesque boatmen to
carry passengers from the ship. All
steamers mnst unload in the harbor.
It would never do to permit
foreign vessels to come too near. Moro Castle
is a fortress, and the Spaniard will tell you
it is impregnable. The Cuban will shrug his
small shoulders and say nothing.
Havana is called the "Queen of the
Tropics." By night she is as bright and
frivolous as was Pompeii; by day she is
dirty, crowded, dingy, wearing an air of
crumbling decay and looking as rusty and
sun scorched as do all places where the
whole year is summer time. There are
parks, and I believe (he average Cuban re
gards them with pride, but it is a poor kind
of pride that can find anything worthy of
admiration in these barren squares, where
never a blade ot grass nods to the breeze, and
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where every other tree planted declins to
grow. The streets of this, as well as
of all Cuban cities, are as busy as Babel and
as narrow as the path to paradise. If two
people meet on the sidewalk, as in the nat
ural course of events they are likely to do,
one or the other must step into the gutter.
If it happens to be a wet day this is not
pleasant, for the gutters of Cuban cities are
small rivers, boasting neither sewers, nor to
my knowledge, drainage of any kind.
THE CUBAN'S PRIDE.
As cab fare is very cheap, and as a lady
of the tropics cannot, in conformity with
the rigid laws of etiquette, walk a .step,
whether she feels inclined td do so or not,
the eonsequence is that everyone, excepting
"ios negros " rides. The necessity for
manual labor is considered a disgrace
in this land of the pineapple and
banana. Only the blacks are per
mitted to exert themselves. Thay
were designed for that The whites
are supposed to see that the duties of every
day life are done, but that is all. To do
those duties wonld be menial, degrading.
The pride of the Cuban is commendable, if
only for its fervor. He may lose his wealth,
his position, all that he holds dear, bnt he
will never lower his dignity so much as to
seek to repair his fallen fortunes. To think
is a folly, to act a crime, as far as the social
world is concerned. A young man of great
family connections here recently losfsall hi
money. In his extremity to meet certain
demands made upon him he found a pur
chaser for a valuable piece of land, the last
acre, in fact, left of the vast estate of whlck
he had been the sole possessor. Be
turning ' home, his purse filled with
gold, he somehow or other pulled
it accidentally from his pocket. It
fell with a hefavy thud upon the ground.
Several passers-by hastened to inform him
of the fact, of which he was already acquainted,-
but he waved them aside with
lofty scorn, saying:
"I never stoop to pick up anything, least
of all that which falls behind me."
BEdGABY PBEFEBBED TO "WORK.
"With this speech he hastened away, leav
ing his last penny to be seized by
the hungry beggars who had clustered
around the spot. He was a fool, you will
say. But you are mistaken. He was a
hero! Or, so the Cuban who glories in this
kind of pride will tell you. It is far more
reputable to beg than to work in his estima
tion; but to enjoy himself is better than all.
Tropical happines3consist3in avoiding heat
worry, work and perspiration. The gilded
youth employ their time in smoking cigar
ettes, sucking canes and adorning their di
minutive persons. Foppery is universal.
Clothing is light and airy. Smiles, easy
glances, small talk, flatteries and coquet
teries help to pass the languid hours
away. So far as I have been able to
observe, the Cuban is expert in only
two things. One of these is smoking paper
cigars; the other is making love. Every
man smokes in Havana. "When he is not
smoking he is love making. He is present
ed to you at the midday breakfast, and if
you happen to be an American or a woman
with any attractiveness at all, he will have
told you he "is crazy about you; that he
adores you; that he will cutta his heart
outa to show you it is true," before the hour
for 7 o'clock dinner comes around.
Alii SEASONS FOE MAKINO XOVE.
It won't matter in the least that your
mother or your sisters be present The
Cuban is accustomed to make love in the
presence of the family, and is in nowise
abashed by them. Indeed, his social code
prohibits his ever speaking to the lady, or
rather ladies (for he does not by any means
confine himself to the singular number in
this respect), alone.
The Cuban shares with the
Spaniard the felicity of being considered
white, but he gives you the idea at first
sight of being anything between a mnlatto
and an Indian. He is all eyes, hair and
shirt collar. If he has S feet of height
he has more than the average number of
inches usually alloted his countrymen. Be
tween him and his compatriot, the Span
iard, exists as much ill feeling as is com
patible with the law and order of a land
where street brawls and midnight mnrders
still occur, and where znyiterions disap
pearances are so common as to excite neither
surprise nor indignation.
Lillian Spencer.
An All Around Editor Wonted.
Baxley (Oa.) Banner.
"Wanted, an editor who can read, write
and argue politics, and at the same time be
religious, funny, scientific and historical at
will, write to please everybody, know
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Kennrbunkport Keenness.
Lewlston Journal.!
A Kennebunkport man thought some
thing ailed his well. He thinks so more
than ever now that he has explored its
depths and brought to the light of day nine
dead hens and a dead duck.
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