THE SLr-IH ntDE. fust room for two, not too itinoh room I (iK'k her in all smiR ami warm t I'm rnnnclniu of her hair's pnrftirau Anil of the nearness of hor arm. , t shake the linos out free nnl gny, The slcltfh belle ehtme and we're nwny Across the crisp nml Rllllorlnn snow, ' Lravlnit behind the elty street. If garish Rlnre nml noise, we go Into the darkness still and sweet (Ami horn nml them n household gleatn 4'llts by us In flying dream. How speed the horses gnyly driven I I Tin1 sweet hells clutter silvery mirth, Anil every star In white In heaven : Ami every Hold lii whit on oiirth. How ilnrk tho brightness seems, how bright The darkness of tho winter night I We pnss the open rond like wlnil, I llnl In the ilim smlshndowy Inline Our wilil puce slsckens, nml I flml Due Imnil eno igh lo holil the rlns Anil, somehow, when ! try to eponk. My words ere kissisi on her cheek. Ah, life l fnir In many ways, Anil full of ilenr. enchanting hours I Anil love li swept In summer days, 'Mill blossoming paths nml sylvan bowers ; Hut let me choose, all bliss shove, A sleigh ride with the girl t love. Ht. bonis Repuhlle. LEW WALLACE'S FOE, FEDERAL LEW WALLACE, best known to tho gen eral public by his wo great hooks, "Hon Hur" nml tho "Prince of In dia," is a man of many roles. He has been success ful as soldier, poli tician, diplomat ami author, ami some startling ex periences have fill Ik II to Ilia lot LC His career on the battlefield, his life iu Turkey, when he wan Minister to Constantino ple, and his later triumphs in tho world of literature have all gone to make up an eventful record, and they have all been so often recounted in the public prints that it would seem that every incident of hia life would be fa miliar to those who keep themselves ?osted on the careers of public men. ot there is one ordeal through which Oencral Wallace paused, and which ho will probably never forget, that has escaped tho vigilance of the scribes. It is, probably, not generally remem bered that General Wallace was once Governor of tho Territory of Now Mexico, but it is a fact that in 1880, and for a year or so after that, he oc cupied the former palace of the Captains-General of Spain, in the historic old town of Sent Fe, New Mexico. He was tho chief executive of the Ter ritory, by appointment of President Oartield, and it was daring his admin istration that ho fell under the ban of An assassin, and was given very good 'reason to 'believe that ho would have to look down the ugly barrel of a for-jty-five-calibre revolver, and to defend uis life as best he might. The Governor's enemy was no loss a personage than the theu illustrious "Billy the Kid," than whom no mnu had ever excited more terror on the frontier or given better grouud for the dread in which he was held. He had perpetrated murder after murder and there were few crimes of which he was not believed to be capable. He boasted that he had killed more men than he was yean of age and would shoot a man if be felt so disposed, "just to ce him kick." After "Billy the Kid" had boen carrying things with a high haud for A long time Governor Wallace offered A reward for his capture. It proved a tempting bait to the "gun fighters'' and officers of the law in the Territory. There were plenty of men Among them who did not shrink from a hunt through the mountain fastnesses, even After such formidable game as this border bnlly, And the result of the . Governor's offer was that after a most exciting pursuit "Billy the Kid" was aurronnded by overwhelming numbers and forced to surrender. Ho was taken to Santa Fe and removed thenoe to Lincoln County to answer a charge of murder. . Enraged at having been trapped, the outlaw swore that if ever he re gained his liberty he would kill three men. One was a judge who had once passed sentenced upon him, one was Tat Garrett ot Linooln County, who had been conspicuously active in effect ing hia capture, and the third was Governor Lew Wallace. ' "After I have nettled aooouuts with those three men," said the desperado, "I will be willing to surrender and be hanged. When I get ont I will ride into Banta Fe, hitch my horse in front of the Palace and walk in and put a bullet through Lew Wallace." This seemed idle boasting at tho time, because there appeared to be not the remotest possibility of the prison er' escape. He was in the custody ot Hberiff Garrett iu the County Jail at Linooln, and the HUeriff, besides being a cool, courageous and reliable man, had every incentive to be watchful of Li charge. It was thought a pretty sure thing that Garrett would never let the "Kid" go, and Governor Wal lace felt fairly seoure in his office a way oft in Santa Fe. Garrett appointed as guards over the "Kid" Bob OUinger and John Bell. They were his personal friends, both big, burly six-footers, who towered over their diminutive prisoner. In ad dition to this physical superiority over him, they counted themselves bis quuls when it cams to a fair and square gun-fight. If any one had told them that the "Kid" would outwit them and escape they would have Uughed at the very thought of it For months the "Kid" was as doeilo' as a kitten. The guards became used to him, then familiar and then friend ly. He seemed to have forgotten that they had helped to cage him and were his custodians, and as time passed Hie trio became boon companions. The guards laughed at the "Kid's" stone! of his exploits, played cards with liitr during their long watches and won 10 oftou remove one of the "cuff's" from his wrist, so that he conld manipulate his cards r ply kuifn and fork at meal times. Whenever this was done both handcuffs were fastened to the right wrist, and thus locked in a cell with one nf his stalwart guards the little cutthroat was safe enough. Ollinger and Bell took turns at watching in the jnil and relieved each other to go to dinner. One day when Ollinger had gone across the street to a restaurant Hell took the "Kid" from his cell to an np-stair s room iu the little two-story adobe jail. He put some food on a tnble for him and then itufiiNtened the left cuff and locked it on tho prisoner's right wrist. The "Kid" sat down and began to est without the slightest apparent concern. While he was munching tho coarse prison fare Bell strode restless ly up and down the room. He wore no coat aud his heavy revolver pro truded from the holster attached to his cartridge belt. Each time he walked the room he passed within two feet of where the "Kid" sat, and once when he came within reach the "Kid," with the quickness of a cat, lespod from his chair and dealt him a rnp on the head with the handcuff's. Hell staggered uudor the blow, and before he could recover the "Kid" had snatched the revolver from the holster and sent a bullet through Bell's body. The guard tottered ami fell aud in a few niomeuts was dead. Ollinger was across the street and had, no doubt, heard the shot. The outlaw seized a double-barreled shot gnu and ran out ou the front balcony. Already Ollinger had crossed the street. He hint come on tho run, but before his foot struck Mie steps he fell with a load ot buckshot in his heart. The murderer walked carelessly down the stairs, stepped over Ollin ger's prostrate form and strutted down the street with the revolver and shot gun in his bauds. A blacksmith was shoeing a horse iu a neighboring shop, and "Billy the Kid" easily persuaded him to desist, then mounted and rode out of town at n walk, saying just be fore he started i ".Now for the Gov ernor. Tho news of the escape quickly reached Santa Fe, and Governor Wal lace s friends became very uueasy lost the "Kid" should carry out his threat. Tho Governor himsolf was not entirely tranquil in the circumstances. It is ono thing to face an enomy on the open Held aud quite another to have a treacherous foe doggiug one s foot- Hteps. Brave as Governor Wallaco had shown himself to bo, he recognized tho danger and prepared to meet it. At that time, he had already begun "Ben Hur," and used to sit for hours in hia office each day engaged upon the absorbing work. From the day upon which "Billy tho Kid" escaped from the Lincoln County Jail, a close observer entering the oflioo might hnve detected lying on the table, par tially hidden among papers and scraps of manuscript, the glint of a pistol, . for the Governor was never without one while he knew that his arch-enemy was at large. The people of Santa Fe were well aware that tho head of the Territorial Government wan preparing for war, for every morning abont 7 o'clock the sharp crack of a revolver being tired rapidly resounded from the corral in the rear of the Gubernatorial resi dence. It soon became known that it was Governor Wallace improving him self as a pistol shot preparatory to an impromptu duel with "Billy the Kid." A figure had been marked ou the adobe wall ot the corral, and the Gov ernor filled it full of holes. He became so expert that ho could knock an ini imaginary eye out of the figura at twenty paces. He made no bones of the matter and, in foot could be easily aeon from the adjoining houses. During the weeks which elapsed be fore the teriftnation of this period ot suspense Pat Garrett was in hot pur suit of "Billy the Kid." It was a most remarkable and exoiting chase. The whole Territory was deeply intent upon it, and news of the whereabouts of the two men was eagerly looked for. Governor Wallaoo repeatedly aaid to the writer: "When those two men meet one or both ot them will bite the dust." He was right The announcement finally came from Fort Sumner that Garrett had forever rid the oountry of the "Kid." He had tracked him to the bouse of Pete Maxwell, near Fort Sumner, And, concealing himself in one ot the rooms, had fired one Bhot at his man. That shot passed through the desperado'a heart and he fell dead in his tracks. Governor Wallace breathed easier, and the next night a reporter found tall, muscular Pat Garrett waltzing with a four-foot Mexican girl in a dance hall at Santa Fe. Snu Fran cisco Chronicle. Curious Titles of Books. '-Some Fine Biscuits Baked in the Oven of Charity, Carefully Conserved for the Chickens of the Church," is the comprehensive title of A curious old religious controversial work dating from the time of the British Reforms tion. . Other expressive titles of works of a similar nature are: "Matches Lighted At the Divine Fire," "The Gun of Penitenoe," "The Shop of the Spiritual Apothecary" "The Bank of Faith," "(Six Pennyworth ot Divine Spirit," "The Sweet Swallows of Salvation," Aud "The Sparrows of the Spirit" MEXICAN "SrORT." rorrtiAit tKMcnitATiow ok a KKA9T lAY IN .ll'ARKZ. Hull Planting ns It Appears to the American Orent f'rowrfs ami t'n Interrupteil Onmlillng Semes In a Hull King. N December ft the thn Feast of the Conoepeinn is cele brated in Mexico, and for tho three weeks following, writes George Fos ter I'lutt in the Denver News, La Henora do Oiindn lnpo is reverenced in a manner char acteristic of the people of the southern repub lic. For months the peons have been saving from their beggarly earn ings to acquire nu amount of money sullleient to ciinlile them to est, drink, (iambic and see the bull fights; all ele ments of tho holiitny feasting. The morning ot the Ht li dawns, and in sombreros of straw or felt, high crowned and wide brimmed, some heavy with silver braid; wrapped in blankets of brilliant hues, for at this seiison the sir is chill to thoir sun pnrrhed bodies, tho men gather at (.'uidiul Juarez from nil tho country round about. Home are ou horses, Home in lumbering carts, but tho greater number nre on foot. The women, with their black locks smoothed close down to their heads, and with shawls of black, purple or yellow surmounting the folds of calico (Ironies, strngglo into the city behind the men. In their ears linng gypsy like hoops of brass, nml ilnrk eyes sparkle from sometimes pretty faces, nrtilleinlly whitened with cosmetics. As they pass tho air is redolent with liuiHk ami often the blue smoke of a tiny papclito curls from full, red lips. There is little noise, few sounds of laughter, but a teusiou ot nerves, a glitter of eyes, denotes anticipation of excitements to come. At all tho street comers nro stands, presided over by wrinkled, brown, old men and women, where sweet cakes, sugared pastries, fruits and confec tions are for sale. Within low door ways there aro glimpses to be caught of crude barrooms, where arc displayed temptingly rows of bottles containing ft rev liquors tequila, aquardiente and pulque. At the doors of butch ers hang dark red cuts of meat, the color betraying long exposure. In the grocers' shops there is lively trade iu cornmeal and chile, thn basis of tho National dishes, enchiladas, fryoles, tamnlcs and chile-con-carue. Garlic, too, is ready in abundance to lend ad ditional flavor to tho highly seasoned mixtures. It is not in the shops of tho mer chants that excitement runs highest. Up beyond tho plaza, whore stands a bust of General Juarez, is tho square cornered, flat-roofed, cross-surmounted church ; so close by as to seem under tho protection of its sanc tity are tho gambling booths and tho bull ring. As the hill on which tho church stands is climbed, strains ot music arc heard, and tho cadeuces aro soft and sweet, but with a movement that in spires the feet ot the Mexicans to pat the time, as if ready At Any moment to swing into a dance of wild abandon. Through the undulations of the melody hoarse cries are heard and an undertone of excited conversation, The sounds come from the groups about many gambling tables standing iu the very shade of the ohurch. Hero A dealer calls off the names ot strange ly decorated cards as he pays them out one by one from tho pack he holds to rows ot three ' on the table. The players place buttons on fao similis of the figures on the cards until the win ner gets three in a row. It is a Mexi can modification, surrounded with a Spanish color scheme of green and red, of the game of keno. Jnst be yond this is a long line of tables where the jingling of little brass bells fastened to leather cups, wherein are three dice, indicates the progress of monte, the National gambling game. Piles of silver, paper and copper money Are before the dealers, black browed, vioious-featured men, for the moat ; part On the painted "lay out" other piles of coins show where the beta are placed. The dice rattle ; TORREADOR, the gamblers call In entice the hesi tating j the cup is lifted, and jubilant "Jluonos," or wicked "Carajos," fall from thn lips of winners or losers. Still farther away from the elitireb, tinder a shed, a crowd sits on tics of benches above a big concave disk, in hieli are placed n number of eun- shnped pieces of metal rndinting from a clear space about a centre post. The player semis eight little ivory balls spinning around the circumference of the disk, and as their momentum in creases, they roll, ono by one, between tho metal obstacles ami into the cen tre, or are caught In the cups. The player has bet on an odd or even num ber of balls to reach thn centre, and as the number that lodges there tallies or not with his bet he wins or loses at the "square" game of "Las C'Ihizap." Men ami women alike piny at all the games, and red lips utter mild caram- Iibs as easily ns coarser, nioiist ached ones mutter "Muerte do Dion." The silver braided coat of the vaquero con trasts vividly with the black clonk of the man of higher estate an they sit side by side ou tho same rude bench. Justice and desperado touch hands ns they place nets at tho monte tallies. "Love levels all pranks, and so does gambling, but nowhere is the fact surer than at the booths erected for the Fiesta do Guadalupe. Iho music ceases in front of the bull ring, and there is a general movement toward tho circle of nents. Prices for nests differ according to location, those covered and grada d sombre, that is, in the shade, are presumably preferable, though tho chill in the air renders tho question open to discus sion, t ine dollar apiece is tho price for such seats, and if tho American who wishes to see a bull fight at Juarez is wary, he will provide himself with a Mexican dollar before he crossestho llio Grando from El Paso, paying for it at the bullion value of the com. This year it cost but fifty-six cents to obtain n shady seat, but tho Mexican gatekeeper would have given no change had nu American dollar been pre sented. A Bt'bti CHAlKIINd The crowd pours in through the gates. A detachment of Mexican sol diers' is marshalled up to the ring, and seated in the sun with tho peons. They aro unarmed, and wear high shakos, covered with puro white cloth, au ex cellent mark to guide a bullet. In their seats under the tawdy decorated stand of the jiidgo ot the bull-fight, the baud again plays soft, southern music. Through all tho aisles pass vendors of fruits aud sweets, crying their wares lustily and cadenoing tho lost syllables iu absurd drawing in tonations. Cigars and cigarettes aro everywhere lighted, and faces shine in expectation of tho coining combats. The judgo, an old man, beared and wrinkled, mounts to his stand. There is a pauso and then ho waves his hand in signal A trumpet sounds a gay fanfare, and on the opposito side of the saud-carpeted ring, double doors are thrown open aud out from the depths beyond march the bull-fighters. They are spleudid spocimons of men, strong ly built, lithe and graceful in bearing ; gay in bright colored garments, heavily trimmed with silver braid, all, save the torreador, whose garniture is of gold, they present a strange con trast of splendor and development to the slow moving, dirty peons on the benches above their heads. Six of the bull-fighters are ou foot the torrea dor, and tnatadores ; two are on horse back, the picadores, who carry strong lances with sharpened pieces of steel at their tips. With military precision the cortege moves to the centre of the ring, and. turning to face the judge, take off their round block bats with netted tassels hanging from either side, and present them at arm's length in sa lute. Turning about, and marching to the other side of the ring, the same salute is tendered the people on the benches. Again there is a musical blast from the trumpet, and, at the signal, torreador, tnatadores and pica dores take statious about the circle ; the pioadorea to the left of a door a quarter way around the ring from the point where the entry has been made. Onoe more the trumpet souuds, and amid clapping of bauds and cries of delight the bull is freed. For days he has been tantalized and rendered as wild as possible, As the door behind which he waits is unfaatonod, a piece of steel, barbed like a fishhook, to which is Attached streamers of differ ent hued papers, is driven into his back, aud, smarting with the sharp pain, the bull's entranoe is a wild rush for freedom. For an instant the bull stands in the centra of the ring, imagining himself ' i i i ii ii v a jf. v . r i at liberty, but it is for no longer than an instant, for ft matador springs close to him and tauntingly sweeps a flame colored cloak before tho beast's eyes. Enraged at finding himself still besot by tormentors and at night of the tinted color, the bull makes A vicious lunge to overtake the matador, only to be gracefully dodged and to have another red clonk flaunted before him from another quarter. One after an other the tnatadores taunt the animal until he is crazed. He strikes wick edly with his horns at the barriers erected at four points in the ring, be hind which the bull-fighters seek refuge when too closely pressed. He bellows and foam flakes from his mouth. Heady to accomplish any thing to seoure liberty, he glances aronnd and before his eyes appears his natural enemy, a man on horse back, the picador who, until this mo ment has kept himself in the back ground. With a snort of rage the bull dashes toward the horse and rider, and for an instant, notwith standing the shield of leather about the horse's breast and neck, it appears ns if the ugly horns must do their deadly work, and rip and gore tho milder animal. Tho picador knows well the danger of his steed and of himself, and awaiting the proper time he directs a blow with his Iiinco at the bull's back, and holds him by sheer strength nntil the pain of the stab onuses, him to turn and once again attack the matador, who laughs in de rision at tho futility of the attacks. The work of the pieadore done, they retire from the ring, and a mata dor springs to the contJc bearing the bsiiderilliis, or rods covered with bright colored papers and rosettes, and tipped with fishhook barbs. He rises on tiptoe, and waves tho bander illus invitingly lo the bull, who snorts and paws the ground. Lowering his head, the lieast darts ' at the bander illaero, who steps lightly aside. Again the bull eyes his antagonist, but be fore he can prepare to make a rush, the banderillncro springs toward him, and for a brief instant is almost with- n X TTOX A riCABOn. in the reach of the murderous horns. Simultaneously he drives tho bander illas into either shouldor of tho bull, aud before tho now madly infuriated animal can recover from the audacity of tho attack the bull fighter is well out of his way. Twico more the baa derillacro plunts his barbs in the bull's shoulders, aud, glorying in the plau dits ot the crowd, bo gives way to the torreador, who advances to put the finishing stroke to the spectacle and to kill the bull. Erect and handsome, he is a pleas ing sight in his gold-weighted gar ments, this torreador. Bare-headed, ho pays a silent tribute ot respect to bis horned adversary. In either hand he carries a long, straight sword, the ono on the left draped with a cloak of a deep crimion color. Straight up to the beast he walks, while the bull glares at him with threatening eyes. Springing he seeks to kill, but the torreador steps deftly aside, and again presents his blood-colored challenge. To and fro they move, man and beast, each striving to obtain a favorable moment for a fatal stroke. Suddenly the torreador jumps to the side of the bull and strikes. A shout goes up from the crowd, the music swells triumphantly, the judge waves his baud in approbation. In the bull's shoulder, sunk to the hilt, is the torreador's blade. For one or two minutes longer the animal angrily charges the spreading cloaks ot the matadores, but with each movement he grows feebler, until, at lost, his hin 1 quarters shivering in the chill of approaching death, his legs be gin to give way under him. Poor old bull 1 He has made a gallant fight but it was against odds too great, odds ot human skill aud training against mere brute force. Once more he rallies, and though blood streams from his nostrils and his legs almost refuse to carry him, he makes a last weak lunge at his victor, the torreador. Another stroke ot tho iword, this time directed iuto the spinal cord at the base ot the brain, and with eyes turned up the king of some far sway herd is dead. Such, in outline, was the bull fight "to the death" on the day ot Coneop oion at Juarez. Three other bulls were fought, but were driven into the corral again when the banderillas had been planted in their shoulders. Ouce the horse ot a picador, poor yellow hack that ho was, was wounded, the horn of the bull striking through tho thick leather armor. With blood streaming down hia legs he was led from the ring. - It was disappointing to the Mexicans, very. Had the poor animal been gored until bis uxsihi would have been M posed, they would have glorified, and the end and aim every Mexican seeks at a bull fight would have been accomplished J blood rr.ArtJIO THE BAMHWRirXAH. would hnve boon shed profusely, and horrors would have been accumulated. Nothing more serious hnppeuing than tho wounding of a horse, popular ver dict pronounced it a tame affair. As it occurred, it was not a brnirtifiil sight, uor even-a thoroughly interest ing ono to American rye. Thorn was a piettiresquonosH, novelty, and a rare exhibition of skill, but tho death blow ot the matador brought up recollections of a slmm bles. Had the bulls been truly fero cious, there might have been more of interest, but until thn last one was brought in, it was evident that the animals produced had been in the ring before. They fought shy of sharp points, and even, at times, refused tho challenges offered by the red cloaks. When the bulls decline to fight, verit ablo and iutonso excitement showed itself among tho spectators. "Otre torro! Otretorro!" they cried, and, obedient to their demand, another bull was brought into the ring. There have been revolutions in Mexico that turned old governments out and new ones in, because the bulls that wero furnished for fights refused to put themselves in harm's way. All the bulls used at Juarez wero advertised to have como fromSamalayuca, a noted ranch in tbo interior. A novelty presented during the list contest, when a two-year-old showed himself a novice and offered real fight, was when Mme. Rodriguez, wife ot thn torreador, rode into tho arena, mounted on a superb chestnut horse, and took tho place of the banderillaoro. Clad in sweeping robes of wine-colored velvet, her trained steed prancing be neath her, "La Charrita," as sho lov ingly i.i called, was a picture not soon to bo forgotten. Biding as if she and her horso were one, her dark cheeks Hushing with excitement, sho won tho hearts of all. When waving gracefully the bandurillas, the reins rcstiu loosn on the horse's neck, she suddenly dashed by and struck the barbs into the bull's back, the admiration of the crowd knew no bounds. Hats wero thrown into the ring, and cheers and shouts went up in oompliment of her skill and fearlessness. Kissing her hands to right and left, sho returned to her post, and airaiu performed tbo dangerous feat. Then the grave judgo raised his hat in token of praise, an 1 the bnndorillaera's face beamed with perfect satisfaction. Stylish Winter Outdoor Costume. Cost u mo iu cardinal-faced Amazon cloth. Bodice with basque and deep rcvers, trimmed with Astrakhan. Shirt full and short, edged with Astrakhan, and with tabs of wide military braid. Narrow bands ot Astrakhan down tU9 seams. Bounet in cardinal velvet, with Astrakhan introduced into the velvet loops. Osprey and large pins of finely cat jet. New York World. Helped Steal From Himself. A farmer living near Perth. Fulton County, helped steal his owu hog the other night. He was awakened from his sleep in the middle of the night and asked by two men to astist them in loading a hog which had tumbled out of the crate iu their wagon. He willingly gave a helping hand aud then returned to quiet slumbers. The next morning he went to feed his porker, but there was uo porker to feed. It then dawued upon him that he had helped load his own hog in the wagou the uight before. Montgomery (CttL) Reporter. It is an axiom ot international law that the child takes the nationality of its father, and, under this axiom, the oourts have held that porsons bora abroad of American parents are natur al bora citiicus -W -a-i United States.
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