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VOL. XII. IlIDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 16. 1882, 0- 39.
Candor.
"I know what you're coins to say," she gald,
And oho stood op looking uncommonly
tiill;
" Ton ore going to speak of the hectio fall,
And ssy you're eorry the summor's dead,
And no other summer was like it yon know,
And I can imagine what made it so.
Now aren't you, honestly?" " Yes," I said.
"I know what you're going to say," she said;
" You are going to ask if I forget
That day in Jane when the woods were
wet,
And yon carried me" here sho dropped her
head
" Over the creek; yon are going to say,
Do 1 remember that horrid day.
Now aren't you, honestly?" " Yea," I said.
"I know what you're going to say," she said;
"You aro going to say that since that time
You have rather tended to run to rhyme,
And "her clear glance fell and hor cheek
grew rod
" And have I noticed yonr tono was queer.
Why, everybody has seen it here 1
Now aren't yon, honestly?" " Yes," I said.
"I know what you're going to say," I said;
" You're going to say you've boon much
annoyed,
And I'm short of tact you will say de
void And I'm clumr.y and awkward, and call me
Ted,
And I bear abnne like a dear old lamb,
And you'll havo me, anyway, just as I am.
Now aren't yon, honestly?" "Yo-es," she
said.
Harper's- Weekly.
LJ-l ' ! J til !-!!
THE PUIITCESS OLG-A.
Alone in the starlight of a bright
n!ght In autumn Harold Vincent waited,
lurking in the blackest of the thick
shadows cast by a half-ruined group of
Btatuary, gleaming ghostly in the still
ness and gloom of a remote corner in
the garden of the Palais Romanzeff in
St. Petersburg. Surely a fit emblem
of the Romanzeff family were these
broken figures, rearing their fragments
proudly on the spot which had been
their home for centuries a relic of
past greatness, old, despoiled, their
glory departed, but still haughtily erect
as the race over which they seemed
keeping guard.
Irreverently and impatiently did
this fair-haired, blue-eyed young Eng
lishman stamp his heels on thepedestal
of the statue, while he gazed eagerly
and fixedly at a small door leading
from the palace into the garden. For
what seemed to him an age, though in
reality it was scarcely half an hour, his
watch was unrewarded. "What could
be the-motive of this nocturnal visit?
He appeared to be a well-to-do young
Englishman a gentleman in position
and character. Still neither this nor a
long rent roll and good looks could en
title him to an entrance within these
hallowed precincts.
At last the door opened and the
lights from the corridor . within shone
for an instant upon no less a personage
than the beautiful young Princess
Olga, the only child of tho house of
Romanzeff. The obscure intruder
fondly murmured as he watched her
approach
"She is coming my love, my sweet 1"
and, as sho reached the statue, a pair
of bold arms drew her into the shadow
while Harold, lurrelmked, pressed one
kiss and then another on tho girl's
rosy lips.
" My love, how late you are!" he ex
claimed, tenderly. "I began to think
I had my scramble over the wall for
nothing to-night. I certainly shall
break my neck there some time, or be
found impaled on one of those villain
ous iron spikes in the morning a vic
tim to too soaring aspirations."
"Xo.no, Harold," the young girl
answered, smiling a little sadly. "Y ou
will be safe enough after to-nigl it, for,
my love, you must never come again."
"Hut, Olga," began Harold, in dis
may. " Yes, it is only too true." Olga de
clared, with something like a sob in
her voice. "I have very bad news,
Harold. By some means or other the
count has learned our secret. Furious
ly jealous, he has complained to my
father, who is more angry than 1 can
tell you. He has told me that I am to
be ready to marry the count within a
week. Oh, Harold and I detest hiai
more and more every day!"
" Olga, my darling, do you love me
well enough to trust mo entirely to
take any means I may see lit to save
you from . this iniquitous marriage?
Will you place your future in my
hands, believing that I will ask you to
do nothing which will be unworthy of
you?" .
" I trust you and love you with all
my heart, Harold."
"Then take courage, my own; before
the week is over you will have nothing
more to fear from tho count."
"Ah, Harold," cried the girl, sadly,
'you little know how hopeless is any
thought of escape ! From now until
my marriage I am to be watched con
tinually, day and night. My father
installed in the house to-day his
maiden sister, who has made herself
responsible for me during the week.
It is with tho greatest difficulty that I
have stolen a few minutes now while
the maid is preparing her for the
night. She must discover my absence
immediately, if she lias not already.
I must return instantly."
" Yes, dear, you are right you must
go," Harold replied, gravely. "Wait
one moment. You say you can trust
your maid?"
"Thoroughly. Poor Babette 1 Her
hopeless passion for a policeman, too
poor to ever think of marriage, has
made her heart very soft for the sor
rows of other unhappy lovers."
" Tell her I wish to speak to her
when she goes to market to-morrow. I
have no plan as yet, Olga, and can
communicate with you only through
I3abette. But, even if you hear noth
ing of me for several days, rest assured,
my darling, that it will not be becaure
I am idle. Now, good-wjht, my own!
I daren't keep you any longer."
"With a heart which as yet felt very
little of the hopefulness that ho had
been striving to instill into Olga,
Harold watched her slight figure Hit
ting through the garden walks until
sho had disappeared safely within the
palace, after which he as quietly as
possible took his perilous way over tho
garden wall, whence he dropped noise
lessly into the street and disappeared
in the darkness.
Harold Vincent had made his first
appearance in St. Petersburg only a
month before, on his homeward route,
after an extended trip in Scandinavia
and Russia, and found shortly, even in
the higher grade of Russian society,
the welcomo which his wealth, his
genial kindly nature, and his un
bounded liberality always procured for
him. A few days after his arrival he
had met the young Princess Olga at a
ball given by the English ambassador,
and from that evening he had in life
an aim and object which up to the
present had been its only want the
lirm determination to win tho fair
young aristocrat for liis wife, in spite
of the many obstacles in his way.
The difficulties were almost insur
mountable, for, though the events of
the week which followed gave him
ground to believe that the lady of his
love was by no means indifferent to
him, ho also learned that a few weeks
before Olga's father had formally be
trothed her to a gouty old nobleman
with the bluest of blood, one of the
largest fortunes and the most jealous
disposition in St. Petersburg.
Prince Romanzeff was rich in noth
ing but pride of name and ancestry.
Sorely was help needed to prevent the
utter ruin of tho ancient Palais Ro
manzeff, and to pay a few of the debts
of the last bearer of the" name. Rut
not to satisfy his creditors, nor even to
save his ancestral home, would the old
prince's haughty pride have consented
to ally the Konianzeff Wood with any
other a whit less ancient than its own;
so when Count Kolachewski came for
ward offering such a lordly price for
ins daughter, the shadow of his gene
alogical tree was quite enough to hide
his wrinkles, his crooked shoulders,
and his grizzled head. Olga had dif
ferent ideas on the subject, but that,
of course, was a matter of no impor
tance whatever.
The jealous count had discovered
the existence of a rival, though the
lovers had cheated themselves with the
belief that their many precautions had
kept their secret hidden from all the
world, and a crisis had come, finding
Harold more determined than ever to
win his wife in spite of her title.
The next morning little Rabette
blushed and smiled with pleasure as
tho handsome young Englishman,
whom she knew that her beloved mis
tress loved with all her heart, ap
proached her where she was buying
grapes and oranges for the princess,
and, after a cheery "good-morning,"
tvsked her if she ha I time for an ice in
the cafe over the way.
"So yon have a lover, Rabette?" re
marked Harold, a few moments later,
as ho enjoyed the girl's unfeigned sat
isfaction with the cakes and ices so
lavishly provided for her entertain
ment. "What a happy fellow he must
be!"
" True, sir, I have a lover as hand
some a policeman as ever you saw.
Rut I am afraid he is not so happy as
you think, for we are both too poor to
hope ever to marry," sighed Rabette.
" Your mistress tells me that his beat
is on the street where you live?"
" Yes, sir, he has managed to be
placed there, because I often when I
am not busy in the evening I
mean "
" Yes, I understand," remarked
Harold, approvingly. " You go down
to the gate sometimes and cheer up
the poor fellow a bit. It's a very lone
ly street, and it's real charity for you
to give him a little of your society.
Upon my word, Rabette, you're a very
good girl! I wonder if we couldn't
do something to help that policeman
you and I. 1 have a plan; now listen."
The plan, whatever it was, sent Ha
'( tte almost Hying homo to her mis
tress, with dancing, shining eyes, glow
ing cheeks, and a heart almost burst
ing with delight and excitement all
of which she had to hide aa best she
might until the evening, for only then
had she an opportunity to speak a few
hurried words to the young princess
in the momentary absence of the
watchful and wary aunt.
The days passed on until only two
intervened before the wedding of the
Count Kolachewski with the Princess
Olga Romanzeff. From his sister
Prince Romanzeff had heard with some
satisfaction though it was of course
of trilling importance that his daugh
ter had evidently overcome her repug
nance to the marriage, her tears and
complaints having ceased entirely,
while she seemed to have quite recovered
her spirits. The count was to - bid
adieu to his bachelor gayeties at a large
lmsquerade ball that evening, which
Prince Pomanzeff was able to attend,
leaving his daughter alone with her
aunt, who, as the eventful day ap
proached, did not in the least relax her
vigilance, in spite of the apparent do
cility of her charge.
On the previous evening Rabette
had paid a hurried visit to her faith
ful policeman, whose duty kept him in
the vicinity of tho palace only the first
part of the night, from 10 till 2. The
young man had then given the waiting-maid
a note and a small package,
both of which she had, immediately
upon her return to tho house, handed
to her young mistress. The package
contained only a small quantity of
white powder.
l'rince Romanzeff and his future
son-in-law reached the already crowded
ballroom rather early in the evening.
They were j assed on the stairs by a
mask very handsomely dressed as
Lohengrin, who entered the room
almost beside them, ana very soon
after unmasked, showing the blue eves
and light brown hair of Harold Vin
cent.
" Conceited puppy 1" snarled Count
Kolachewski, gazing spitefully after
the tall graceful figure such a con
trast to his own strolling from one
group to another, yet always some
where in the neighberhood of the
prince and his companion.
" For my part I f eel'much easier for
the assurance his presence gives me that
for this evening at least my daughter
is safe," remarked the prince.
A few moments later Lohengrin
wandered into one of the smaller
rooms, watched a game of cards for a
short time, then remasked, entered the
lofty corridor and disappeared for half
an hour.
Slowly he passed through the corri
dor and down tho broad staircase,
stopping now and then to exchange a
jest with some entering mask. Reach
ing the street he quickened his pace,
and walked on hastily for a block,
then turned from the fashionable thor
oughfare into a quiet side street, which
very soon led him into one retired and
shabby enough to have been miles
away instead of close to the center of
the great metropolis.
He stopped before the door of a
smoky little cafe, evidently principally
frequented by the working classes,
and, entering, ran up a low staircase
and knocked quickly at a door at the
top, which was immediately opened by.
a young man in policeman s uniform.
The room had no other occupant, and
the two somewhat strange companions
transacted the business which had
brought them together behind a locked
door. Only a few moments passed be
fore they descended into the street;
but a close inspection would have
snown a strange ciiange uiacK eyes
instead of blue gleaming from under
the mask, while the short hair, almost
hidden uy tne murner around the po
liceman's throat, had faded from black
to light brown.
At the door the two men parted,
the policeman calling hi3 friend back
for au instant as he moved away to
ask hurriedlv:
"You didn't forget to give her the
sleeping powder ? '
"Xo, indeed," replied Lohengrin,
and he went his way, returning to the
ball, where he continued to find his
pleasure always in the vicinity of
Prince Romanzeff, while the policeman
walked on quickly whither his duty
called him, to the neighborhood of the
Palais Romanzeff.
"When he arrived at his post he was
not surprised to find that the police
man who preceded him had already
departed, lor lie was lully half an hour
late. Fortunately the street was very
retired, and passers-by at that hour
were very rare, and his '- reach of duty
had been unnoticed. The weather, for
tho district, was mild; very littlesnow
had as yet fallen; but the evening was
raw, and the air laden with a damp
ness which seemed to penetrate to the
very bones. Xot a star was visible,
and a thick fog lay like a veil over the
city, making even the gas-lights an
pear little brighter than far-off stars
In the gloom.
Up and down before the Romanzeff
palace the policeman paced quickly, as
it his whole duty was to guard that
mansion and its inmates alone, stop
ping oiten belore the great entrance
gates to gaze up at tho windows, eov-
eting, doubtless, the warmth and coin
fort within, until the chill dampness
compelled mm to move on again.
Olga and her aunt had passed rather
a busy evening, taking advantage of
the absence of the gentlemen to set in
order various weighty trifles in pre
paration lor the all-important wed
ding day. Olga was glad of any ex
cuse for constant motion and occupa
tion, anthing to conceal and divert at
tention lrom the trepidation and ex
citement which had taken possession
of her. At last, however, everything
was complete, and Olga rather eagerly
suggested retiring for the night.
Since Mademoiselle Romanzeff's ar
rival, a part of her plan of espoinage
had been to occupy the sleeping-room
with her niece, so that not even during
the long hours of the night was the
poor girl free, and sho was always ex
pected to retire at whatever hour best
suited the elder lady.
On this night mademoiselle seemed
in no hurry to seek the repose which
her niece dutifully suggested she so
much needed after the fatigues of the
day, and the young lady, was forced to
wait, with what patience she could
command, until her aunt had given her
a detailed and minute description of
her mother's and most of her relatives'
weddings before the summons came to
retire for the night.
At last the bell was rung for Rabette
and the glass of mulled wine which
Mademoiselle Romanzeff considered an
indispensable aid to slumber, and to
which Rabette added this evening a
white powder, glancing fearfully about
her before hastily stirring it into the
wine ; and presently quiet reigned in
the palace.
As the last light was extinguished
the policeman below stopped short be
fore the gate, and for fully fifteen
minutes stood immovable, gazing in
tently toward the gloomy mansion, its
outlines almost distinguishable in the
darkness. Suddenly he started for
ward eagerly, as he heard his name
whispered breathlessly almost at his
very elbow.
"Harold oh, Harold !"
At that moment the sound of ap
proaching footsteps became audible,
and the policeman scarcely appearing
to notice the two female figures who
had left the palace and drawn near so
noiselessly under cover of the dark
ness as to elude even his vigilance,
said very softly, as he turned in the
opposite direction:
" The carriage is waiting round the
corner. I will join you immediately."
The two figures vanished In the
gloom; the policeman quietly paced up
and down until the solitary wayfarer
was out of hearing, and then followed
in their footsteps, murmuring exult
antly as he, too, disappeared round the
corner
" She is won we aro gone over bank, bush
and scaur:
They'll have fleet steeds that follow!" quoth
young Jjocninvar.
Immediately afterward the sound of
swiftly-retreating carriage wheels left
the Palais Romanzeff to silence and
solitude.
Harold Vincent took his lady-love
and her maid directly to tho house of
his sister in London, whither they were
soon followed by Rabette's happy
lover. Hero they remained until
all preparations necessary for Harold's
marriage with the Princess Olga were
completed ; and at last, one happy day
just before Christmas, all the flags in
a remote little village in Devonshire
were waving and all the bells ringing
to welcome the arrival of the much
loved young squire and his beautiful
foreign bride.
Rabette and the ex-policeman, now
man and wife, came 'with the luggage,
and immediately entered into proud
possession of tho pretty little lodge
guarding the entrance to Harold Yin
cent's home.
Prince Romanzeff made no attempt
to pursue his daughter. The. report
which he received on the day after her
flight of her elouement with a police
man so filled his soul with horror that
he swore such a renegade could have
neither part nor lot with the illustrious
family of Romanzeff. So he erased
her name from the family Rible, and
went on accumulating debts which
there was now no hope whatever ol
paying.
Tho Mnnnfiictnre of Tiles.
Tiles, being a thinner ware than
bricks, have to be made of n purer and
stronger clay. They also require
more careful treatment, but the process
of manufacture is not essentially dif
ferent. There aro many varieties of
tiles, but for practical purposes they
may be reduced to three, namely,
paving tiles, roofing tiles and drain
tiles. In weathering, the clay is
spread in layers of about two inches
thickness during winter, and each
layer is allowed the benefit of at least
ono night's frost before the succeeding
layer is put upon it.
Sometimes tho process is affected by,
sunshine. The comminuted clay is
next placed in pits and allowed to mel
low or ripen under water. Then it is
parsed through the pug mill, and the
tempered product cut in thin slices
with a piece of wire fixed to two han
dles, in order to detect any stone, and
then passed through the pug mill again,
after which it is generally ready for
molding. To take the ease of pan tiles
(hand molded) tho molder turns the
tile out of the Hat mold onto the wa-m-ing-off
frame, on the covered surface
of which, with very wet hands, he
washes it into a curved shape. Then he
strikes it with a semi-cylindrical
instrument called the splavcr,
and conveys it on this to the flat block,
wher he deposits it, witli the convex
side uppermost, and, removing the
splaver, leaves the tile to dry. The tile
is afterward beaten on the thwacking
frame, to correct any warpingthat may
have occurred, and trimmed with the
thwacking knife. In the kiln, which is
constructed with arched furnaces at the
base of a conical erection called the
dome, the tiles are closely stacked in
upright position, on a bottom of vitre
fied bricks. The fuel used is coal, and
burning continues usually about six
days. In making pipe drain tiles, the
clay is first molded to a proper length,
width and thickness, then wrapped
around a drum; tho edges are closed
together and the tile is carefullv
shaped by tho operator's hand, some
times assisted by a wooden tool. Tiles
as well as bricks can be made by ma
chinery; with suitable dies almost any
form of tile may be thus had, which is
producible by the advance of a given
section of clay parallel to itself. In
other machines pressure is exerted on
tho clay in a mold. Amerknn Pot
tery Reporter. I
Arahl and Toulba Pasha.
As seen in his prison. Arabi Paha
is a man of singularly courteous man
ners; tall, burly, not uncomely, with a
tendency to baldness and snowiness
about the beard. He should be a man
of fifty-five, but Orientals are inscru
table in the matter of age, some of
them looking 100, while in reality they
have but just turned thirty. He is a
fellah of the fellaheen. The shapo of
his eyes and cast of Ids countenance
shows this. Ho has the ignoranee of
the fellah, his boundless trust and
grotesquely selfish belief that Allah's
tirno is occupied with specially watch
ing him above all other creatures.
Previous to the recent Egyptian war
no one ever heard of Toiiiba Pasha,
the Sanclio Panza to drain's Don
Quixote, his alter ego and tho sharer
of his captivity. He rose from the
dregs of society, is short, dark, corpu
lent, with twinkling eyes, an impudent
leer, and nervous fat hands always on
the move. Ho willfully deceived his
master, who trusted in him, for, in the
telegrams which are extant, he prated
always of great victories and promised
others. "Without Toulba's lying, plau
sible counsel it is unlikely that Arabi
would ever have succumbed to his rash
ambition. He pinned his faith to
Toulba, and Toulba, an adventurer,
reckless or consequences, led hmi
floundering into tho mire.
Sunshine and Shadow,
f '
This man reads
our paper. That's
why he is happy.
This man does
not.
A BRILLIANT BATTLE.
Vivid Pfucrlpilon of an Action HeHreen n
Confederals ltnin nnd Several (innbanls.
Rev. II. A. Skinner writes as follows
In tho Philadelphia Times: On a
brilliant day in August, 18G-1, the Al
bemarle, commanded by Lieutenant
Cook, and accompanied by a small
tender carrying extra supplies of am
munition and provisions, made her ap
pearance and started on her cruise
through the sounds. The mosquito
fleet fled like sheep before her and were
soon out of sight beyond Sandy Point,
which stretched its long tongue far
out from our shore a couple of miles
below. Their precipitate flight was
only prudent, for their wooden sides
could not have stood a moment
before the ram. That strange
craft, a novel sight to those
waters, moved leisurely and silently on,
conscious of her superiority nnd re
serving her force for a greater foe, and
one which her gallant commander lit
tle dreamed was so near. Sho looked
like the four-sided roof of a house Sub
merged to the eaves, while a dark line
at each end, just above the water, in
dicated her deck fore and aft, her form
idable iron prow or horn being, of
course, wholly under water. The Con
federate flag floated from a short stall
on the forward end of her root, and
amidships was her smoke-stack. Re
sides these there were no other project
ing objects about her. She carried two
very heavy guns, ono on each side, and
a picked crew ot tried men ; iut her
ports were closed ; men and guns were
concealed within her mailed walls, and
there was no indication of life about
her, except her steady, stealthy motion,
and an infrequent cloud of murky
smoke from her chimney, as fresh fuel
was thrown into her furnaces. Such
a mysterious, almost solemn, object
had never been beheld on the fair Al
bemarle sound.
She had just passed mv -house, and
was hidden from view by intervening
trees, when my ear was startled by the
booming of a heavy gun. Hastening
to the shore a hundred yards distant, 1
could easily take in the scene. The
ram had lired a shot, in the cloud of
smoke in her vicinity showed, of de
fiance to an approaching enemy, and
had taken her position for a fight.
Several steamers of unusual size and
rig were moving rapidly up the sound,
and were just rounding Sandy Point.
Hurrying back to the house, 1 notified
my household, already excited by the
first appearance of the ram, and all,
white and black, including several
guests, ran to the fishery, about 300
yards down the shore, and gathered
upon a shady knoll commanding a fine
view of the scene .it a distance of
about two miles.
By this time the strange vessels
were in full view, moving swiftly
upon tho ram, which lay sullen and
motionless, surprised but not intimi
dated, while her tender, a few hundred
yards in advance, unarmed and help
less, awaited certain rapturo or de
struction. One, two, three, in single
filo came on the attacking ships, under
full steam, with sails close furled and
decks cleared for action. They were
large, sea-going gunboats of light
draft, of the class known as "doui'le
enders," and carrying each about ten
guns, of which the bow and stern
chasers were 100-pounders. They
were of a size far beyond any vessels
ever seen in our waters before, and. as
they loomed up the ram seemed but a
speck in comparison. Any one of tho
three appeared largo enough to take;
her aboard and stow her between
decks. "When within about a mile of
the rain the foremost ship fired a shot
at her, but it was aimed too high, and
we saw it richocltet far beyond her.
She, however, reserved her fire till they
were close upon her, when the light
began in earnest. Meanwhile the mos
quito fleet, which had evidently
warned the larger vessels of the pres
ence of the ram and thin hastened tho
attack, had now cautiously moved up,
and lay in the oiling to watch the con
flict. The attacking vessels strictly main
tained their first order. Each in her
turn advanced bow on toward the ram,
Jired as she approached her, gave her a
broadside as she passed to the lar.
board, rounded her stern with another
shot, then delivered another broadside
as she repassed to the starboard. This
terrific waltz continued for some time,
to the music of tremendous rever
berations, which waked tho echoes
along shore and far inland, amid tho
depths of silent woods and somber
swamps. Our party gazed with
strained vision and bated breath the
negroes groaning and shrieking and
almost fearing that the end of the i
world had come. But the ram what
had become of her? For more than
once we lost sight of her. "When tho
huge hulks of her adversaries circling
about her did not conceal her from
view she was enveloped in thick clouds
of smoke, which clung to her like a
shroud. Oneo and again wo thought
she was sunk, but the steady, gentle
boeeze would sweep aside tho smoke,
and wo had glimpses of tho intrepid
Albemarle still afloat and bravely re
turning the murderous fire of her foes.
Repeatedly one or other endeavored to
run her down and sink her by sheer
forco and weight, keeping lip at the
same time their furious cannonade.
She was like a tiny beetle surrounded
by infuriated wasps; unharmed by
their stings, undismayed by their size
and buzzing. Rut tho activity of the
more easily-handled gun-boats and the
vast superiority of their guns in num
ber, if not in calibc r, were more than
.1 match for her. Her fire began to
slacken. Then as the light south wind
nattered the smoke clouds over the
blue, rippling waters and tho august
sun shono clear upon tho- little ram,
we could see that her flagstaff was gone
and her smoke-stack shot away. Yet
she kept her position, only firing at
longer intervals, and her adversaries
plainly showed the effect of her fire-
Ono of them had actually been placed
hors du combat and had dropped out
of the fight, while tha other two,
without ceasing their attacks, Were
evidently using more caution. Pres
ently tho ram was seen slowly to
retire, pursued by them at long range,
nnd returning with an occasional gun
the firo which they still kept up. She
was eighteen miles from the mouth of
the Roanoke, whenco she had come
about five hours before. One of her
two guns, as we afterward learned,
had its muzzle shot away, and in con
sequence of the loss of her chimney it
was impossible to keep up sufficient
steam. In this crippled state she must
make her way back, pursued by two
swift and heavily-armed ships.
Her commander proved equal to the
emergency. Among her stores was a
large supply of salt pork. This ho
ordered to be used for fuel instead of
tho coal, which was now useless. The
fierce heat thus rapidly produced made
up for the lack ot draught in the in
jured smokestack, and so sho steadily
retreated, lighting all tho way with
her remaining gun until she reached
the mouth of the river, where she fired
the last shot of defiance, as she had
fired tho first. The gunboats had
meanwhile ceased the pursuit, and the
engagement was ended. The crippled
double-ended steamed slowly below
Sandy Point, where she lay a couple
of weeks repairing damages. It leaked
out that a solid shot from the ram had
gone through her boiler, killing several
of her men and wounding others by its
effect. For several weeks the sound
shore in tho vicinity of the fight was
strewn with splinters and other frag
ments, some painted, some carved or
gilded, showing tho results of the
ram's fire upon tho wooden hulks of
her adversaries.
Romance of a Gold Mine.
In 1852 a party of five unknown
miners were working in the bed of ono
of our rivers, where they took out a
large amount of gold one chunk
weighing $1,500, with quartz at
tached. It is well known that in those
days, little, if anything, was known
about gold-bearing quartz by the com
mon California miner. However, the
proof of the pudding was in the eat
ing, and to find the common carrier of
this gold was the question which
sorely puzzled them. Above their
claim to the right was a large conical
mountain, standing with nearly per
pendicular sides and rising 2,000 feet
above the river, where the miners
supposed tho gold to come from
which fed the river. To as
cend this for the gold-hunt was at
tended withjgreat danger and difficulty,
having to cut steps for a foothold in
the solid slate rock at the top. Upon
arriving at tho summit the scenery at
cither quarter was grand as far as the
eye could reach. But scenery was thin
gruel to miners' hungry for gold, and
they had no stomach for it when such
an inviting spectacle lay exposed to
view at their verv feet. Here the foot
steps of man had never before intruded.
Mammon was tho only god who had
hid in this secluded basin this vast
profusion of yellow, shining, glittering
gold and had used the elements ot the
storm king as the milling process.
Hero truly was the picture for high
art.
They collected $30,001 in a short
time, and, covering up their footsteps
as they descended, returned to San
Francisco. Hero shortly after their
arrival one of the party died; not,
however, until he had made a map
and given a description of the mine to
his wile, and also the 1,500 specimen,
In the meantime the surviving four
parties returned for more lucre, and it
was on their homeward trip to tho
"Bay" that they were murdered, not
lar lrom their claim, bv a number of
Mexicans, supposed to be the band of
Joaquin Murictta.with a large amount
of gold in their possession tho graves
ot these unlorlunate men being well-
known to the old residents of this lo
cality, which partially confirms the
statement.
How many "YVill-'o-the-wisps" and
"wild-goose-chases" in the shapo of
big deposits have miners followed
without successful termination ! The
air is teeming with them from "Gold
Lake" up a period covering thirty
three years in California. The one
under our present notice is the first of
the many "secret expeditions" in our
mind that has been realized.
By some unexplained means pr. Dra
per became acquainted with this legend,
also the widow of thirty years' be
reavement. The interview was satisfactory, and
the identical 1,500 lump, which had
been religiously kept, produced.
Six weeks ago, armed with the de
scription and map above alluded to, In
company with lour others, ho had no
j difficulty in finding tho deserted claim
I and locating the grounds. In less than
, six days' work, lowering the ore with
' ropes down the mountain side, they
! have taken from the mine the round
sum of $C5,000, which the receipts of
the San Francisco mint, in Draper a
possession, will show. The doctor also
informs us that there Is at least one
hundred tons of rich ore on hand ready
for the milling process. This chum
will undoubtedly develop tho boss
bonanza of the State. Tuolumne Cat.)
Independent.
From Hand to Mouth.
"What a well dressed gentleman
that is l" remarked a stranger from
Onion Creek, as a gentleman in an ele
gant turnout dashed down Austin
avenue.
'.' Yes, but he just lives from hand to
mouth."
" Why, that's very singular. He
don't look as if he was in straitened
circumstances."
" There is nothing singular in his
living from hand to mouth. He is the
leading dentiut in the place." Texat
Siftinaa.
A Farewell.
Come not to my grave with your mournings,
With your lamentations and tears,
' With your sad forebodings and fears)
When my lips are dumb,
Do not come I
Bring no long train of carriages,
No hoarse crowned with waving plumos,
Which the gaunt glory of Death Ulum3i
Bnt with hands on my breast
Let me rest.
If, in my fair youth time, attended
By hope and delight every day,
I oonld spurn the sweet baseness of clay,
Can you honor mo, try
Till you die.
Insult not my dint with your pity,
Ye who're left on this desolate shore,
Btill to sn6fer and lose and deplore
'Tis I should, as I do,
Tity you.
For me no more are the hardships,
Tho bitterness, heartaches nnd etrifo,
The sadness and sorrow of life,
But tho glory divine -This
is mine 1
Foor creatures 1 Afraid of tho darkness,
Who groan at the angui&U to corno
How silent I go to my t.'..,e 1
Cease your sorrewful bell;
I am well.
humor oV" the pay.
Although an expert penman may
rise to distinction he will never make
"his mark."
The cultured no longer call it hash.
Mosaic nutriment is the correct form.
Transcript.
A Milwaukee woman has kept a
kettle of boiling water on the stove for
tho past twenty-two years in order to
scald burglars.
A young lady
of Missouri slashed
with a knife. Slio
to cut a swell.
an insulting fop
probably wanted
Courier-Journal.
A woman has suggested that wnen
men break their Hearts it is all tno
same as when a lobster breaks ono of
his claws, another sprouting immedi
ately and growing in its place. Hart
ford Times.
A trade journal gives directions for
preserving harness. Preserved harness
may be considered very palatable to
those who like that sort of thing, but
we don't want a bit in our mouth.
Korrislown Herald.
The postofllco department has ruled
that a husband has no control over the
correspondence of his wife. But this
decision will not prevent a man from
carrying his wife's letter in his inside,
coat pocket tlireo weeks before mailing
it. Pkaynne.
A poet wooed a bcaulrou maid,
And by tils honeyed rhymes
Did win her heart: but vlic:i had passod
Tho tender courting times
lie found hor obstinate, and asked
The fair one to rehearse
The reason: she replied 'twas cause
He'd gotten her per verse.
1 'tinker's Gazette.
Mrs. Yerger is one of the most ex
travagant women in Austin. On the
recent occasion of her husband's birth
day, she presented him with an elo-
gant pocketbook, saving: "Xow, my
dear, whenever you take out this pock
etbook, think of vine." "You bet 'I
will," he replied, with a vociferous .
heartiness that surprised her. tiift
iii!s. " Papa, what, is a tornado?" asked a
young hop"ful. " My son," said tho
father, glancing cautiously around to
see if the coast was clear, " did you
hear your mother tell me this morning
what she thought of a man who would
stay out all night to see tho comet?"
" Yes, sir," replied the awe-stricken
boy. "Well, that was about as near a
tornado as a man can get without being
hurt. But you needn't tell your mother
I said so." ITcw Yor' Commercial.
A well-known and eccentric minister
of Xewbuiyport was many years ago
being ferried over to Ring island to seo
a sick brother. The night was stormy
and the timid divine was praying au
dibly, when tho ferryman said: " Par
son, I shouldn t think such a good man
as you aro would be afraid anywhere."
" Good gracious!" said the minister,
with considerable display of temper,
' You don't suppose I want to go to
heaven by water, do you? Boston
Journal.
The Bag: Itasinrgs.
The rag business in anv largo citv is
one of no mean importance. In Xew
l oik there are estimated to bo '.2,000
Italian rag-pickers, averaging in earn
ings about thirty-five cents per day
each, and picking up $750,000 worth of
rags in the course of a year. This
class get their rags from ash barrels,
gutters, etc., while there is another
class that go from house to house
with carts, buying, who do a business
of $3,000,000 per year. Besides these
there is the regular purchaser. Cotton
rags are tho only kind imported, there
being no duty, and they come from al
most every city in the world. This
variety brings from one and one-fourth
to six cents a pound, according to
condition and qutjity. Those com
ing from foreign countries are more
worn and dirtier than those got from
home, and the latter bring tho best
prices. Last year's importations of
cotton rags were $10,000,000, and the
total business in this kind is placed at
f 22,000,000. Woolen rags, in which a
business of 19,000,000 annually is said
to be done in Xew York, are used in
manufacturing shoddies, and are gath
ered from Eastern and Western cities.
Xone are imported, the tariff amount
ing to twelve cents per pound, while
the rags are worth from three to thirty
five cents. About eight hundred deal
ers, distinct from the Italians and pur
chasers of housewives, make New
York their place of business, out of
which number ono hundred and fifty
are large operators. Less than a dozen
largo houses are credited with being
capable of controlling the rag market.
Twenty-five years ago the rag business
was unknown in New York.