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HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher.
NIL DESPERANDTJM.
Two Dollars per Annum.
VOL. IV.
RIDGAVAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 10, 1874.
NO. 42.
Tlie Mint in llio Moon.
Farewell, forever, I swear! said he :
You aro false and fiokle, and nothing to me t
Lover will qnarrol, at night or noon,
And the witness of all was the Man in the
Moon.
Farewell forever, I oti ! said Bho :
You are cold and cruel, and nothing to me !
Lovers will quarrel, at night or noon,
And the witness to all was the Man in the
Moon.
A whole long week is over since then,
And the two are hand in hand again ;
Lovers aro perjured, at night or noon,
And the witnoes to all was the Man in the
Moon,
THE SNOW-SHRIEK.
When the snow-shriek rings across
the plains and prairies of the great
West folks who have a love for their
life don't, care to camp out. The In
dians strike their lodges at the sound,
and make the best of their way to
shelter among the bluffs, or in a wooded
tract. As for the settlers, they take
wagons and hurry off to the nearest
town, leeviug everything behind to its
fate.
My sf.
Alberi
vy ia of the far West.
rnrnell was a tall, manly
!!ow. with a bronzed face and
young f.
tiaiK Jin BEi-oni?, indeed, and of a
dauntlcf- courage, as was reported ;
but not, Jiko Caryl Wintbrop, a musi
cian, a sketcher and a poet, to whom
foreign lnuguages and art-talk were
familiar.
Both 1( veil, and, as is often the case
with young men, both loved the same
person handsome, lovely Metella
Stewart.
There was this advantage on the part
of young Winthrop he had loved not
in vain. An intimate friend of the
parents of the young lady, it was be
lieved by all that he was engaged to
her, and would make her happy.
Alberi") Dnding that his suit was in
vain had prepared to leave the village,
and we tbnd him one evening bidding
adieu to Mutc-lla, preparatory to his
going.
An oM friend of hers, she wishes to
part with him kindly; but he, heart
p.ore and jealous, is not in the best of
humor, in.-d his parting is as full of
bitterness r.s such a parting might ex
poet to be.
As Alberic bade adieu and rod off
the loud wail of the snow-shriek was
Jjenrd mcr.ning bitterly over the prairies.
Thirty-six hours later the sad, mo
notonous sound of the snow-shriek had
swelled into a menacing roar, as of
angry fiends let loose to ravage and
destroy, and a filmy veil drawn over the
western hky had darkened from white
to orange, and from orange to sable,
find then, borne on the mighty wings
of an icy wind, there broke upon the
Territory the force of such a snow
storm as tbo hardiest farmer there had
never pi lured. Down came the
whirling Hakes, thick, heavy, pitiless ;
accompanied by a cruel cold like
death's own touch, that pierced through
furs and buffalo-robes, and numbed the
limbs and chilh d the marrow, while
still the blinding snow fell and fell, and
swept along before the furious gale,
like so ro any white billows, over the
country. And still the wind blew from
the cold northwest, and still the snow
fell. The deep piled drifts soon began
to blot out every sigD of man's domin
ion from the lately subjugated land that
had been so recently won from the
wildernefE. Dismal stofies wero
brought iu, ere long, of the disasters
by flood and field. Rivers had swollen
and overflowed their banks, washing
down, alng with a pack of floating
ice, the debris of ruined homesteads
and the carcases of drowned oxen. In
the pastures, herdsman and herd lay
overwhelmed beneath the white waves
of snow. In the drifts that blocked
the roads, wagoners and their teams
were wailed in, to perish of frostbite
or exkaumtion, unless aid came speedily;
while many a bewildered wayfarer
wandered from the track, and strayed
across the desolate prairie until ho
found a grave in the deepening snow.
It was with difficulty that Caryl could
force his horse through the drifts that
environed Colonel Stewart's house, and
when he arrived there two of the hired
men weie missing, and a third had
come in, lwif -frozen, from a vain attempt
to save tl.c affrighted cattle.
Then did Metella realize the truth of
the old hunter's words. She, and
those abput her, had found out, for the
first time, what snow meant pitiless,
inexhaustible whiteness, borne in upon
them by tiie rush of the resistless wind,
that hoveled and raved, with a sound
like the ciy of ravening wolves, about
the housf, and heaped up such masses
. as cumber the ground, even in those
latitudes, but once or twice in a gen
eration. Colonel Stewart, at first in
credulous of peril, as it was in his
sanguine nature to be, presently began
to admit that the calamity was worso
than the mere damage to his property.
The sheep, hogs and cattle that he had
lost represented but a money sacrifice
an affuv of dollars and cents. But
when all communications between
Stewart's Flat and the outer world were
cut off, and it was too late to fly, and
the gathering snow was loading the
roof, and darkening the lower windows,
and risinp , rising ever, he recognized
the imprudence of his selection of such
a site for hi residence, and would have
been thankful for escape, even at the
cost of half his substance. This, how
ever, was impossible. The road by
which Wintkrop had reached the house
was now ktrred by a wall of snow. The
fast-falliu i flakes threatened to fiil
up the doll to the level of the hills
that commanded it, and all the out
buildings were hidden or unroofed by
the weight of the snowfall. And still
that horrid snow-shriek, loud and wild
now as the war-cry of exulting demons,
filled the startled air, as though re
joicing over its prey.
The pangs of impending famine were
soon added to the terrors of the situa
tion. Those shut up in the once hos-
Eitable mansion at Stewart's Flat had
ut scanty supplies of food or fuel. It
was as muoh as a man's life was worth
to try to roach the great woodpile. It
took severe exertion to bring in, from
time to time, a few logs and some
broken timber from the yard, while,
after the first few hours, provisions ran
short. There is little inducement for a
settler in that land of Goshen to store
up hams and salted meat, flour and
biscuit, to any extent ; but now that
flocks and herds, and barns brimming
with wheat aud golden maize, had been
alike whelmed beneath the sudden
snowfall, want, like a gaunt wolf, began
to beset the blockaded household. It
was soon necessary to put the family
and Bervants on rations, so as to avert
actual starvation as long as possible ;
and the beleaguered inmates of the
dwelling huddled together around the
rarely replenished stove ; talking in
tones they vainly strove to render hope
ful, of the probabilities of a prompt
rescue ; for it had come to that now.
Bescue from without was their only
chance. Should the snowstorm con
tinue very long, they must perish of
cold and hunger ; even if the roof,
which they had been forced to prop up
in places with casks and pieces of tim
ber, did not cave in beneath the in
creasing weight piled upon it. The
storm went on steadily, and still the
wind wailed as before.
It was a group of haggard faces that
had collected around the great hall
stove at Stewart's Fiat when at last the
snow-shriek died away to a moan, and
one of the farm-hands brought in the
welcomo news that, for the time at
least, the storm had ceased. By this
time the house merely resemble! a
mound of snow, one heap among many
in the blurred landscape. The inmates
were as helpless as so many shipwreck
ed wretches in mid-ocean in a frail boat
without sail or oar. For twenty-four
hours, most of them had not eaten.
The few morsels of food that remained
were reserved, by common cousont, for
the female members of the starving
household . The fire was fed, as best
might be, with broken furniture and
woodwork torn from the walls. Still
no help came. Perhaps the people at
Troy were powerless to afford it. More
likely it was taken for granted that the
Stewarts aud their servants had effect
ed a timely escape to some place of
safety. If so, and should not a speedy
thaw set in, death was inevitable. Some
lours elapsed, and still there was no
dgn that the bloeked-up household had
lot been forgotten. Ha 1 what was
hat ? A shot surely, and then another,
md a cheer of friendly voices, and
;iope sprung up in every heart, and
was kept alive by the occasional report
of distant firearms and the sound of
shouting.
Yes, rescue was at hand. That much
was certain. Au attempt to penetrate
the girding wall of snow was about to
be made, but what were the numbers
or the resources of the adveuturous
baud without, those within the house
know not. There were now but some
four or five windows, darkened by snow
wreaths and pendant icicles, whence a
partial view of the outer desolation
could be obtained. And it was not on
that side of the villa that the shouts
aud shots of the explorers had an
nounced their presence. Some hours
of painful suspense, during which at
intervals the sound of voices could bo
heard, succeeded, and then the sob
bing of the ominous wind changed into
a shrill scream, and a man who had
ventured a few paces from the door
came in to bring the evil tidings that
the snow had again begun to fall. The
air was now full of feathery flakes, and
the most anxious listener could now
hear nothing but the monotonous wail
that chilled every heart as it rang
around the doomed house. It was be
yond a doubt that the well-wishers on
the outside must have desisted from
their labors, beaten off by the keen
wind and blinding snowfall. The lat
ter lasted through the miserable night,
and, soon after daybreak, ceased again,
but those withiu the house had almost
bidden farewell to hope. Piobably the
rescuers would not, until the weather
should improve, renew their efforts,
toilsome and perilous as they must
needs be. And tnen it would be too
late. Privations and care were telling
on the beleaguered inhabitants of
Stewart's Flat, and on none more than
Caryl Winthrop, whose sunken cheek
and unnaturally bright eye told of ex
treme exhaustion.
" We shall bo happy together in
heaven, dear not on earth," he said,
more than once, as he looked wistfully
into the faoe of his betrothed one, and
chafed her cold hands between his.
" It has become a question, not of days,
but of hours and minutes."
Toward noon, Metella's ear, sharp
ened by terror, caught the faint, low
sound of the clinking of iron tools,
mingling with the wail of the dismal
snow-shriek. Her companions in mis
fortune, however, could not hear it,
and she -was easily persuaded that she
had been tricked by htr own excited
fancy. Hours went by, the snow fall
ing still, though not so heavily, and
there was no sign from without. All
prepared to perish, for now the scanty
store of food was gone, and Caryl and
Metella. as thev knelt and prayed, side
by side, felt that their wedding must
indeed be in the world to come, not in
this.
" There is one thing I ought to tell
you, dear Uaryl, wnisperea ine gin,
as they stood side by side, in the porch.
" I have not been wilfully untrue to
my pledge, but but there was one who
left us but the other day, on whom my
rebellious thoughts would dwell, do
what I could to school them. It was
not that I did not love you indeed;
not but, it was different when I
thought of Alberio Parnell. I shall
never see him more. He will learn to
forget me, and had I lived, it should
have been my daily task to forget him.
You are not angry, Caryl?"
He kissed her on the forehead, say
ing gently : " Indeed, I am not angry.
Love, I fear, will not be always reasoned
with. It is not your fault, my poor
child, if you saw in Parnell what you
have never seen in me, I was to you
as a brother, was I not? And you
learned, too late, that liking was not
love. It matters little, dearest, on the
brink of the grave, as we stand now,
but believe me Ha I the noise without
is real enough, this time."
And so it was. There was a distinot
clash and rattle of spade and shovel, of
ax and pick, vigorously plied, and the
loud voices of men, and the thud of
falling blocks of snow, and then a
cheer, hearty and triumphant, which
was echoed, in feebler accents, by those
within the house, while the door w'S
eagerly opened to admit the deliverers
And now a crevice, soon enlarged to a
cleft, appeared iu the snow-wall cWp
in front, and revealed the dark outliur
of a human form, hewing to right and
left with a broad-bladed hatchet, as if
cutting a path through the ranks nf a
resisting enemy. Then a tall, strong
man, wet and dripping, and with his
beard and hair full of glistening snow
crystals, came leaping from the aper
ture and reached the threshold. It was
Albenc Alberio Parnell ; and the next
to struggle through the breach in the
snow-wall, spade in hand, was the
gaunt figure of Hiram Pell, the hunter
while from behind came crowding up;
the rest of the bold and hardy band.
Then followed a scene of indesoribable
excitement and confusion, in which
thanks to God and man for the timely
rescue were freely uttered by those who
now saw themselves restored to the
living world. But Metella, who had
seen nothing save Alberic's face in all
that mingled group, was overpowered
by the rush of her emotions, and was
sinking senseless to the floor, when the
young man sprang forward and caught
her, fainting, in his strong arms.
When she recovered from the swoon,
her parents were with her; and near
the sofa on which they had laid her,
stood the old hunter, Hiram Pell.
There was food on a table near, for the
rescuers had not come empty-handed ;
but Miss Stewart had forgotten her
hunger, forgotten all, save that she had
seen Alberio again for one brief moment
of happiness. She drank in thirstily,
however, the words of the old back
woodsman, " Thank him, colonel Mr. Parnell,
I mean not me, for true as Gospel 'tis
to him you owe your lives. Talk of
grit I I thought I knew what bravery
was, but never the like of that young
chap's. He shamed us into sticking to
it, squire, fighting, every inch of the
way, against cold and fatigue, and
working more like a young giant than a
mere man. Snys Mr. Alberio, when
there was talk of giving in : Let who
will flinch, and leave helpless women
to perish ; I go on alone, and whoever
deserts me at this pinch, never let him
hold up his head among honest men.
Every dollar I'm worth shall be divided
among those that help me.' And he,
and I, and the rest of the Troy neigh
bor?, we did make a good job of it,
spite of frost-bite and beating snow ;
but it was no sport, colonel, I can tell
you that. "
Mrs. Stewart, who had left the room
during this speech, now came gliding
to her daughter's side.
" Are you well enough, Metella, dear,
to speak with Caryl for a moment 1"
she said, smiling through her tears
"He is very urgent to say a word
to you, He says it is for the last
time."
And almost before Metella had leis
ure to realize the meaning of these
words, Caryl Winthrop, deathly pale,
but with a sweet, sad smile upon his
face, such as angels might wear, stood
beside her couch. She started up, and
then, with a guilty blush, put her hands
before her eyes.
" O, Caryl, do not blame me 1" she
aaid. "Indeed, indeed, I will be a
true wife to you."
"Not to me, dear Miss Stewart,"
answered he, softly. " It is a brother,
darling, not as a lover, that you have
regarded me all along, and now I re
lease you fully and freely from a plight,
the keeping of which would be misery
to you. I am not selfish enough to
hold you to your promise, dear girl.
Let your hand go, along with your
heart, to your preserver, to Alberio
Parnell." He was very white and hag
gard as he spoke, but he never once
failed in his address ; aud before
Metella could frame her reply, Mrs.
Stewart had walked to the door, and
returned, accompanied by Alberio.
" This young gentleman," she said,
half reproachfully, " was just about to
slip away from us and our acknowledg
ments of his courage and his kindness.
He could not trust himself, forsooth,
to meet you again, Metella. Even now
I see by his puzzled look that he hardly
can guess the solution of the enigma."
" This will explain all 1" said Caryl,
88, to Alberic's amazement, he took
the young man's muscular hand and
placed it in that of Metella.
" Be happy, sister, with the husband
of your choice. After the innocent
confession that, when death seemed to
have us iu his icy clutch, you made to
me, I should commit a sin did I come
between you two between you and the
man who, when on his road to New
York and Europe, turned back at the
bare rumor of this fearful snowstorm,
and risked life and health to save the
girl he loved."
Metella could not speak. Clinging
to Alberio, as a graceful vine to some
towering oak of the forest, she hid her
faoe upon his shoulder and sobbed
aloud. In the timid, trustful rapture
of that moment she scarcely realized
that every word which Caryl had spoken
had been as a stab to the bosom of the
speaker ; that his generous self-sacrifice
cost him very dearly, when a sudden
outcry of voices scatohed both of the
lovers from their dream of new-found
happiness. Poor Caryl Winthrop had
sunk helpless on the floor, and was
beiug lifted by Colonel Stewart and the
old hunter, who placed hira on the
sofa where Miss Stewart had so lately
reclined.
" He has fainted," said kind, moth
erly Mrs. Stewart, as he laid his head
upon the pillow.
' More than that, I guess. He's
going home, if ever I saw death in a
face 1" muttered the rough backwoods
man. Caryl, who had partially re
gained his senses, had no illusions on
the subject.
" Do not weep for me, darling," he
said, as Metella's tears bedewed his
faoe, and the girl bent over him in ten
der sorrow. "The stroke has fallen;
but it is in mercy." He pressed his
feeble hand to his heart, and the con
viction flashed on all present that the
insidious malady from which he had
believed himself ' to be oured, aggra
vated by hardship and the cruel emo
tions of the last hour, was reclaiming
its prey.
" Kiss me onoe, sister," he said,
softly ; and Metella prensed her lips to
his brow, on whioh the damps of death
were gathering. Tho young people
were kneeling besido him. All sur
rounded him. He looked up, smiling,
and his lips moved, but no sound came;
and t ijn a spasm of pain contracted his
features, and the heavy head fell back.
He was dead.
It is scarcely needful to say that some
six months later from the date of these
events Alberio Parnoll and Metella
Stewart were married. Their expe
rience of wedded life has been a happy
and prosperous one ; but whenever the
wind wails shrilly around the gables,
and the white flakes come driving in
heavy showers from the desert country
beyond the frontier to the northwest,
the sound and the sight combine to
evoke the recollections of Caryl's early
grave, and of the unselfish sacrifice
which was the last act of his blame
less life.
The Story of a Student.
The ease of a student of the Bensse
lear Institute of Troy, who was caught
thieving, has been mentioned in the
papers. The narrative of temptation
and fall is interesting. The students
do not lodge at the Institute, and this
one had a room by himself over a book
store. Late one night while sitting at
his window he dropped a gold ring,
which struck on a roof below. It was
a young lady's gift, for tho young stu
dent was a favored and flirting beau,
aud he disliked to lose it. So he took
the cord from his bed, made a sort of
knotted ladder, and climbed down to
the roof. The ring was found, and
just as he was going to reascend he
caught a glimpse through the crack of
a shutter of the lighted but uninhabi
ted interior of the book store. Ho saw
costly volumes lying around, and the
sight ruined him. He pried open the
snutter and went m. There he found
scientific instruments used in his studias
of the handsomest patterns. Making
up a bundle of what pleased him most,
he climbed back into his room with the
plunder. His adventure kept him
awako all night, but on visiting the
store next day he found that the theft
had not been discovered. His own
social position would in any event have
protected mm from suspicion. He
might have stopped here had not his
love of female approbation asserted it
self. The stolen books made excellent
gifts for his fair acquaintances, who be
longed to families of high social posi
tion. Three more midnight visits to
the boon store were made, and the stu
dent soon got a reputation for princely
liberality and elegant taste. The book
store folks, too, finally connected that
liberality with their losses, and a
patient investigation exposed the ama
teur thief.
How Statues are Made.
liie bronze statuary just now bo
popular is manufactured by a simple
enough process. Over the clay model
is poured a coating of plaster of paris,
which, having been allowed to set. is
taken off iu sections, thus allowing a
hollow mold of the figure. From such
a mold is produced a stucco duplicate,
either of the entire statue or of such
a portion thereof as is intended to be
cast at a time, and on this again is
formed a second mold of greater thick
ness and solidity for the reception of
molten metal. The material used for
the final mold is a composition of stucco
and brick dust. This is applied in a
plastic state to the stucco model, from
which its inner surface takes the form
of the figure. Were statues cast uolid.
it would now only be necessary to sepa
rate mold from model, and run metal
into the former till its interior was
filled. This, however, would involve
aosurd waste, and, in order to econo
mize material, a solid core is placed
inside tne moid, leiving only such
space all arcund as will receive the
thickness of metal deemed necessary
for the work in hand. The mold with
its core having been thus completed
and firmly hooped round with bands of
iron, is placed in a kiln to bake to per
feet dryness. This precaution is neces
sary from the circumstance that even a
trace of moisture might, on the appli'
cation of molten metal, occasion a dan
gerous explosion. In the case of the
casting now in question the drying of
the mold occupies some weeks. On the
removal trom cue kiin tne mold is
buried in dry earth below the floor of
the foundry, only the aperture for re
ceiving the metal and the vent-hole for
the escape of air remaining visible.
Some Old Cities.
Ninevah was fourteen miles lone.
eight miles wide, and forty-six miles
round, with a wall 100 feet high and
tuick enougn lor three chariots abreast.
Babylon was fifty miles withiu the
walls, whioh were seventy-five feet
thick and 100 feet high, with 100 brazen
gates. The Temple of Diana at Eohe
sua was 420 feet to the support of the
roof it was 100 years in building. The
largest of the pyramids was 481 feet in
height and 85d feet on the sides. The
base covered eleven acres. The stones
are about sixty feet in length, and the
layers are 208. It employed 350,000
men in Duiiding. me labyrinth of
Egypt contains 300 chambers and
twelve halls, Thebes, in Egypt, pre
sents ruins twenty-seven miles around,
and contained 350,000 citizens and 400.-
000 slaves. The Temple of Delphos
was so rich iu donation that it was
plundered of 850,000,000, and the Ear
peror Nero carried from it 200 statues.
Tho walls of Borne were thirteen miles
around.
Tery Pretty.
A farmer in a neighboring county has
invented an ingenious method or orna
menting apples for holiday presents.
Christmas trees, etc It is so simple
as to be in reach of every one, and it
may be invaluable to many of our read
ers who are nnaoie to anord their cnil
dren more costly presents this year,
Here is the secret : Take a strip of
paper and out children's names ; then
place the papers around appleB when
they begin to color ; and in a week or
two Mamie, Jamie, Johnnie, or Susie
appears on the apple in large red let
ters. These, picked and barreled by
themselves, bring fancy prices for the
Christmas market.
CITY SUNDAY AMUSEMENTS.
The DLcoiirae on the Subject of Amituc-
mema on Uit 'Sabbath In tne titoi
New York.
For some time in New York city a
theater gave regular Sunday night per
formances, going Monday and paying
the fine which the State law inflicted as
penalty. Now no less than seven
theaters and concert rooms are opened
on the Sabbath, and the matter is at
tracting attention. It is evident that
unless steps are taken against it within
a short time, all the theaters will give
their performances and matinees on tho
Sabbath the same as on other days.
A city paper interviewed some of the
leading clergymen relative to the mat
ter. The itev. George H. Hepworth
says : The question is a fair one, and
should be answered What would be
the practical effect of opening the con
cert rooms and theaters of New York
city on Sunday ? I cannot help feel
ing that it would be disastrous in the
extreme. The moral sensitiveness of
the community would be dulled. You
would divide the people, not as they
are now divided, into those who go to
church and those who know they ought
to but whs do not go, but into those
who go to church and rigidly set their
faces against all amusement, and those
who go to the theaters and cease to
even excuse themselves for not attend
ing religious service. Out of this
would grow a very peculiar condition
of affairs.
Again, it is very important, to my
mind, to make one day in the week as
different as possible from every other
day. I do not assert this on the basis
of a revelation to that effect, though
that is very distinct, in my judgment,
but on the basis of the general good.
Such a movement as that suggested
would at once break down the wall be
tween Sunday and Monday and result,
not in making Mondiy as good as Sun
day, but in making Sunday as bad as
Monday. If it is argued that one day
is as good as another, I answer yes, and
better too. As a wedding ring is better
than any other ring, because of the as
sociations connected with it, so some
days are better than others. We need
one day when we can put on our best
clothes and indulge in our best
thoughts. The American Sunday is
the strength of the American people,
because we are eminently a church-
going people.
Lastly, I have a strong personal ob
jection to this movement. I cannot
conscientiously encourage a rival insti
tution which holds its services at the
same time that I do mine. If a brother
minister wants any of my people, and
they want to go, I am perfectly willing
to shake hands and part with them.
But I do not want a theater or a con
cert to take them, unless it can do them
more good than I can.
Bev. J. Hyatt Smith says he imagines
a musical or theatrioal service so pure
and elevated in character that its influ
ence should be good, and only good,
upon the hearer.
Archbishop M'CIoskey says as soon
as auy secular amusement interferes
with sacred exercises his voice will be
heard through the pulpit and not
through the press. He strongly op
poses Sunday amusements.
The clergymen, the writers and the
theatrical men are discussing the mat
ter with much earnestness.
The Yonkers Child Story.
Jacob Mailer, a machinist of Eiver
dale avenue, Yonkers, N. Y., called
upon Dr. J. H. Pooley and asked him
to visit his little daughter, as he thought
she was dying. Dr. Pooley saw the
child, a little girl of seven years, and
found her suffering from dropsy, which
frequently follows scarlet fever, from an
attack of which the girl had lately re
covered. He was told that the family
physician had given up all hope of
saving her life. After prescribing for
the patient he called again, and agaiu
prescribed, with but little hope of
saving her life, and promised to call on
the next morning. When on his way
to Muller's house he was met by a mes
senger, who informed him that the
child was dead.
While preparations wore being made
for the funeral, the family, influenced
by friends, became impressed with the
belief that the child was not dead.
The suspicion became a certainty, and
from the household a report reached
the street that Jacob Muller's daughter
was lying in a trance. The story trav
eled, receiving additions as it went, and
it was given out with all gravity that
the girl had died, had come to life, and
had actually sat up in her coffin.
Next morning another messenger
went for Dr. Pooley, saying that the
child was not dead. He hastened to
the house, made a careful examination,
and assured the parents that the child
was dead, without the shadow of a
doubt ; but they had become possessed
with the belief that the little one was
alive, and would not let the body leave
them until every effort to resuscitate it
should be tried. It had then been for
some days on ice. Dr. Pooley, feeling
that should the body be buried while a
doubt remained in the minds of the
parents, the mere thought would be a
source of life-long misery, advised
them to place it in a warmer room and
have it watched incessantly. His in
structions were followed, and two nights
after the parents were convinced that
life was extinct, and the next afternoon
the body was buried.
rhjslcal and Mental Disease.
A writer in Chamber's Journal speaks
of the fact as decidedly noteworthy
that the common opinion that exces
sive ment al occupation gravitates to
ward insanity is not only not verified
by facts, but that, on the oontrary, one
of the foremost living physicians
doubts whether alienation of mind is
ever the result of overstrain ; it is to
physical, not to mental, derangement,
he thinks, that excessive work of the
brain generally gives rise. Insanity,
he points out, finds the most suitable
material for its development among the
cloddish, uneducated classes, while the
worst forms of physical diseases are
originated and intensified by the edu
cated, over-strained biain-workers.
" Slipped his grip " is California for
dying.
THE HURRICANE IN CUBA.
iu
Approach Graphically Described
The liO of lilfe and property.
A correspondent thnq desoribes the
frightful hurricane in Cuba :
A terrible experience has befallen the
entire eastern department of the Island.
It lias been devastated by one of the
fiercest tornadoes that has occurred
in this latitude for many years. So
disastrous have been its effects that we
hear already that several of the coast
towns have been almost entirely
wrecked, while the loss of human life
has been terrible. Crops, cattle, men,
women and children have been swept
away in a second of time, and the
amount of destruction is indeed awful.
A letter from Santiago de Cuba says
the weather had been unusually sultry
for days. The morning of the 8th
broke still and steamy with the heavy
mists sluggishly lifting from the moun
tains, and still more slowly front the
surface of the harbor near the old Mor
ro Castle. The old residents know
what this portended. Presently a cloud
no bigger than a man's hand appeared,
and spread loweringly, and enlarging
its angry, ragged borders till it en
veloped the heavens. The birds flew
low and sought shelter. The negroes
and Chinese at work on the wharves
busily gathered the merchandise under
cover. The ships struck top-gallant
and royal masts, and sent down all their
superfluous tophamper, making all
snug for the storm. The wind had
risen by 11 o'clock, and blowing off the
mist in huge wreaths, whistled through
the rigging and the beautiful trees in
the Plaza. The miradors of the Casino
and the Cuba Espanol were crowded
with officers, merchants and planters,
who for onoo dropped the interminable
discussion on the best way to extermi
nate the rebels for speculations on the
coming tempest. The wind all of a
sudden fell. It was a dead calm. Then
came faint, cool currents of air from
the mountains, flagrant with tho scent
of forest blossoms, harbingers of death
and desolation.
And then came the storm in all its
mnjesfco grandaur. The rain began
with picket firing of enormous drops,
which rattled like stones on the flat
roofs and each tiled patio, and then
came down in a deluge with a rush and
a roar deafening to the ear and impene
trable to the eye. The dome and twin
steeples of the cathedral were swal
lowed up as in a fog, the wind shrieked,
the streets became torrents and impas
sable, trees were wrenched as if by vio
lent hands, and branches rent from
them and cast whirling with mighty
force many rods away. Ever and anon
came a lull, amid which would be heard
the agonized cries of frightened women,
who kept themselves invisible, hud
dled with their children and domestics
in the darkest corners of their houses.
It!was an awful scene, rendered more
tremendous as the thunder began to
roll in volleys, and the lightning
flashed incessantly, lighting up the pic
turesque architecture of the ancient
city with lurid gleams, and theu leav
ing a profound darkness, which might
be felt. This continued till nightfall,
and for some hours afterward. The
damage in the city itself was compara
tively slight, aud might have been less
had people manifested ordinary pru
dence. The buildings are too substan
tial to be much hurt by mere thunder,
lightning, hail and raiu. Many roofs
were taken off. and a good deal of
household stuff damaged and destroyed
in this way. But from tho interior of
the country the accounts speak in a
very different strain. Tho steamer
from Havana had to lay by iu Guan
tanamo harbor for some hours over her
time, owing to the awful sea running
outside. Her captain reported that
the railroad there was much damaged,
aud that the crops of cane had been
leveled to the ground. The insurgents,
with true military tact, seized the op
portunity of tho raging storm to harass
the outposts. Wounded volunteers
were filing in on litters, and sagging
helplessly on mulebaek from Uobre,
where there was quite a sharp engage
ment. The rebels were even reported
to have penetrated into the very suburbs
of the town, and arrests will no doubt
be made of supposed sympathizers who
are accused of narboring them.
The towns of Sauna and TaDamo, on
the northern coast, are said to have
been almost entirely swept away. The
loss of life is represented to be very
large, and great herds of cattle to have
been worse than decimated.
Jim Barndollar's Shirts.
The boys tell a good one on Jim Barn
dollar, of the Oswego Agency. It
seems he had sent his washing to a full
blooded Osage squaw who was to have
it done and bring it home on Saturday
night. The squaw failed to fulfill the
contract, however, and on Sunday Jim
had to go to church with the same suit
he wore during tne week, in tne mean'
time he had sent word to his washer
woman to " bring them shirts." He
had just got comfortably seated in the
church, and the grave minister had
opened up in thunder tones on sinners
generally, when in stepped a big Usage
Indian with a package under his
blanket, who began making all kinds of
unintelligible signs to our friend. Jim
appeared to take no notice of his
presence, however, until by his audible
whispers and frantic gesticulations the
Indian had attracted the attention of
the entire congregation, and fairly
horrified our hero by drawing forth a
shirt with a stunningly olean front,
several pairs of socks, and other things
that go to oomplete a fashionable young
man's wardrobe. This was too much
for him, and he immediately arose, and
beckoning the persistent laundry clerk
out, he then and there exhausted both
the English and Osage vocabulary of
epithets, after which he took charge of
the clothes, and told the dusky warrior
to go his way. Profane language is
prohibited at the agency, but it is said
that Jim make good use of all the em
phatio religious adjectives that came
withiu his grasp. Kansas Courier.
A hen farm owned by a Belgian, near
Marietta, Ua., is stocked with col) iowis,
and yields 27,000 eggs and 2,120 chick
ens per annum.
Thonghts for Saturday Night.
Thinking nurseth thinking.
Necessity never made a good
bar-
gain.
Jjove is loveliest; wnen emoaimea in
tears.
Ill news is winged with fate, and flies
apace,
Jiivery fancy you oonsuit, oonsuic youx
purse.
A tnougut oiten makes us noiiorinan
a fire.
Men must be taught as though you
taught them not.
Constantly choose ratner io want iesa
than to have more.
The busiest of living agents are cer
tain dead men's thoughts.
Marriages are best of dissimilar ma
terial. Theodore Parker.
Mind and heart will meet, though
forbidden, like hidden lovers.
Neutrality, as a lasting principle, is
au evidence of weakness.
All tho rarest hues of human life take
radiance and are rainbowed out in
tears.
A firood name will wear out ; a baa
olio may be turned ; a nick name lasts
forever.
The wealth of the soul is measured
by how muoh it can tell ; its poverty by
how little.
The ouivering flesh, though torture
torn, may live ; but souls onco deeply
wounded, heal no more.
It is not the greatness of man's means
that makes him independent so much
as the smallness of his wants.
Moderation is the insensible compan
ion of wisdom, but with it genius has
not even a nodding acquaintance.
Being a mortal, you have stumbled ;
in this mortal life, it is a wonder when
a man has been happy throughout his
life.
A lovely countenance is the fairest of
all sights, and the sweetest harmony is
tho sound of the voice of her whom wo
love.
Few are the faults we flatter when
alone ; vice sinks in her allurements, is
ungilt, and looks, like other objects,
black by night.
The heir must believe his title to an
estate in reversion before he can hopo
for it ; faith believes its title to glory,
and then hope waits for it. Did not
faith feed the lamp of hope with oil,
it would soon die.
In a Western Police Court,
An Indian had been picked up drunk,
and though it was proposed to let him
go over the river it was desirable to
have him understand that no Indian
had any more rights than a white man.
Umid of the whispering loresi son
of the grassy plains it grieves my
spirit to see you here," said his Honor.
" Only a few more moons win come ana
go before you will be gathered to tho
happy Hunting grounds oi your oroiu
era gone before. You are an aged
chief; time has shorn you of your
strength. You can no longer chase the
wild cunderango and follow the roe
buck. The buffalo grazes in front of
your lodge, and your arm is not strong
enough to draw the bow. The rum
bling thunder and the snaip lightning
make you afraid. Once you could not
count the camp fires of your tribe, so
many did they number ; now there is
nothing left of your great tribe but
yourself, two old army blankets, and a
'shot gun with the lock out of repair.
Sun of the forest, why is this thing
thus, and what do you mean by coming
onto my trapping grounds and getting
drunk ?'"
" The white chief has spoken many
wise words," replied the Indian in
measured tones, resting one foot on the
edge of a spittoon. "My race have
fallen like the leaves been washed
away as water washes out the marks of
chalk. I stand alone. My camp fire
has gone out, and my lodge is cold and
has no meat. Kaw-nee-ke-kick has
tears in his eyes when he looks to the
west and no longer sees the smoke of
many camp fires. Our great chieftans
have fallen, our warriors are dust, and
the wolf utters his lonesome howl on
the spot where stood our big village. I
am sad."
"The red man may go," said his
Honor. " I cannot give you back your
dead ; I cannot cver the hills and
meadows with forest again ; the wild
fox and the deer have sought the deeper
glens, and no power can waken the
warriors whose whoops rang from hill
to river. Go back to your lodge ; be
ware of firewater ; keep in nights ;
vote early and often, end be virtuous
and you'll be happy."
Ladles Locked in a Church,
The Allegheny (Pa.) Mail says :
"Some of the ladies of the congrega
tion of the Union Episcopal Church, in
this city, a few evenings since held a
meeting in the vestry. After they had
got through with the business in hand,
several of the fair ones went froni the
vestry into the church, and the jani-
tress, thinking they had gone home,
locked up the edifice and went to ner
residence. After a short absence in the
audience-room, the ladies returned to
the vestry and discovered that they
were locked in. All the doors were
tried, but still no means of egress oould
be found. Alter several lneneomai
efforts to obtain assistance by calling
out in all the sweet modulations of
which the female voice is capable, one
young lady volunteered to creep out
through a flue, and succeeded in so
doing, but with considerable damage io
her clothing. When outside herself,
however, a good deal remained to be
done, the remainder of the fair bevy
positively declining to attempt the pas
sage. When the jani tress had been
found by the lady who had gallantly
passed through the flue, it was only to
learn that she had handed the keys over
to the sexton, who was supposed to
have gone into the country for a couple
of days. However, diligent search was
made lor mm, resulting nnany in nis
discovery, and the imprisoned fair ones
were set free. When found they were
all close together in one corner, fo
company, and an irreverent observer
noticed that they had been crying."
The magnifioent mansion of Le
Grand Lockwood at Norwalk, Conn.,
which cost over $1,000,000, is for sale
at $110,000.