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it BOWER,
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BELLEFONTE, PA.
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BELLEFONTE, PA.
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BELLEFONTE, PA.
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BELLEFONTE, PA.
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BELLEFONTE, PA
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lie, pillkeim. Imtixl
LoViD TOO LATE.
Year after year with a glad content.
Id aud out of our homs he wen'.—
Id aud out.
Ever for us the akiee wera clear ;
Hie heait carried the oare and fear,
Trie care aud doubt.
Our bauds held with a careless hold
. All that he wou of honor aud gold
iu toil and pa n.
O dear hands that our burdens bore-
Hands that sha'l to 1 for us no more.
Never a„,om 1
Oh. it was hard to learn our 'one.
Hearing daily the heavv cross —
The or. hs mc bore ;
To eav, with au aching heart aud head,
" Would to God ihlit the Love uow d ad
Were here ouoe more !"
For when the Love we held too light
lias gone away from our speech aud sight,
• No bitter tt ars.
No yasnonate words of fond regret.
No yearning grief, could pay tl e debt
Of thankless years.
Oh, Sow while the sweet Love lingers near.
Grudge not the tender wor's of che* r ;
Leave none unsaid.
For the heart cau have no sadder fate
Than some day to awake —too late—
Axd kind Lovk dkad !
Cook's Story.
"Yes ma'am," said cook to me, pausing
in the stirring of a pudding as she spoke,
and shaking her head until her double chin
looked like a mould of jelly. "Yea, ma'am,
I've seen some strange things iu my long
life of service, I can tell you. 1 know the
secrets of a good many families, and un
derstand the difference between home faces
and company faces by this time."
"There's many a happy looking couple
with 'my dear' and 'my darling' before
folks that are like cat anil dog when they
are alone. And I can tell you you don't
know much about people from seeing the
frout door. I've found out many 6ecrets
in the course of my life, but never, I'm
thankful to say, any that weighed upon
me so as what 1 met with at my tirst place,
thirty years ago this winter."
44 1 was a young girl then, with only one
relation living—my old grandmother—and
sue was terribly anxious about me. 4 Girls
are light minded,' said she, 4 and are car
ried away by flattery. And a handsome
young fellow with a smooth tongue might
lead Annie into all kinds of folly.' So
granny deliberated aud deliberated, and
refused this place and that place, and
seemed as though she never would be
suited.
At 44 last, however, the minister, who
had been a bachelor so far, married and
brought his wife home, and granny came
in out of her wits with joy one day to say
she'd got me the place.
44 4 lt'sa fine thing for you,' says old
granny. 'You'll get no harm there.'
t4 So poor old granny helped me pack my
box and 1 went over to the minister's.
Every one in the place knew about the
minister's courtship, and how he had be
fore that courted Miss Neliie Read, and
that it would have been a match, if it had
not been for Miss Bella Dunton, who came
to the place on a visit and set her cap for
him at once. That was the story ; but
there was nothing of the flirt about Mrs.
Burlington, Miss Dunton that was; and if
Miss Read had been jilted, she was much
the handsomest. Handsome, but a fierce,
bright kind of beauty, like that of the wild
animals in cages at the menageries; and 1
never could learn their names to know
them apart, but there was away they had
of stepping that was soft and yet fierce,
that put me in mind of her when I saw
them. And Mrs. Burlington was like a
dove —soft and mild and sweet. I couldn't
call her plain, whatever others did.
"I suppose that married life is the same
the world over while people are young and
in their honeymoon.
"The minister and his wife were like two
turtle-doves. His arm always about her
waist, or her hand on his shoulder. They
couldn't bear to be apart. At first I think
he loved her most —but her love grew. It's
always so—marriage makes a woman love
more while, generally, it makes a man less
of a lover. Though I'll say for Mr. Bur
lington, I noticed no change in him.
"And I know I'd just said to the cook
that I hoped if ever I had a husband he'd
be as fond of me as master was of mistress,
when the bell rang anil 1 went to open the
door and who should walk in, and hand
me her card, but Miss Nellie Itead. I took
it in to master and mistress, and I saw his
face flush as he looked at it —but she only
smiled.
44 'Show the lady in,' said she, and you
may believe me or not, ma'am, but as she
spoke 1 felt a cold chill run through me,
and if I'd dared to step out of my place so
far as to say, 'Please, ma'am, let me send
her away,'l'd have done it, but I didn't
dare, aud she came in, and from that time
they were intimate, always going and com
ing, and sitting together. 'I don't believe
the story they tell of missu9 having cut
Miss Read out," said cook, one day. But
I did. I'd seen a spark in her eyes that
meant no good.
4 'All this pleasant seeming work went
on for a long while, and at last the time
came when a little baby was born. I re
member when I first saw it lying on it's
mother's arm, and Mr. Burlington kissing
them both. Miss Read was not there, but
when I went back to the kitchen she was
there, stirring something we wire making
for mistress. She gave a start as she saw
me, and something dropped out of her hand.
It was a little china jar with a flower
painted on it, and as I picked it up I said:
MILLHEIM, l'A., THURSDAY, APRIL 7, 1881.
'What a wonder it was It wasn't broken,
aud how pretty it is.'
"She made me no answer, but put it into
bar pocket iu a hurry, and poured the gruel
into a bowl and carried it up stairs.
" *Oll, Miss,' said cook, as she passed
her, 'how glad 1 am missus is getting on
so well!'
"But Miss Head just looked at her in a
strange way and said iu a sort of whisper :
" 'She's far from well—far from well.
1 think her very ill myself.'
" 'Does the doctor say so ?' asked cook.
"But Miss Head had gone; and whether
he had said so or not, he said it the next
day.
"Ah, she was very, very ill, and Miss
Head was very kind; she watched her,
aud cared for her, and cooked all her food.
But day by day the ooor lady grew worse,
and the baby piuod; and at last on the
sume night both died.
"After she was dead the minister lay
upon the sofa all day loog, moaning and
weeping. Once 1 heard him say that fate
was cruel. Miss Head heard him.
" 'Aud it cannot be retributive justice,'
she said, in a strange tone, 'for you have
never been cruel to any one, you know.'
"Even in his grief he looked at her then;
but that was all they said.
'The night of the funeral she was there
>till. The minister was shut in his room,
and she in hers, as we supposed, and we
servants dreaded to go to bed, for the house
seemed full of ghosts. The very common
est noises frightened us; and a flipping
window-shutter made us all start. It was
oue belengiug to a pantry window, and
cook bade me go and fasten it, at last, aud
I went, shaking and trembling, aud found
1 uiust go outside to do it.
"Must is must, and 1 made up my mind
to brave it; but, as I put my hand to the
bolt to draw it, 1 found it was not fastened,
and the lock was not shot either. So I
opened the door softly and stepped out,
and there, in the moolight, I saw what 1
thought to be a ghost kneeling and digging
a grave. At first I was too frightened to
scream; but before I got my breath again
I saw that the figure was a living one. It
was Miss Nellie Head. She was kneeling
and digging a little hole with a trowel mis
tress had used for her gardening. And
when she had dug it she dropped into it
something white and shining, patted down
the earth, and came iu.
"She did not see me where I stood, and
she fastened the door and crept up stairs
in the dark. A little while after I went
out add fastened the flapping shutter, and
I told nobody of what I had seen.
"Nobody; but that night 1 dreamt a
dream. I thought my dead mistress eaine
to me, and took me from my bed, and led
me to the spot where I had seen Miss Nel
lie Head kneeling.
" 'When my husband tells you he is go
ing to marry that woman, dig here, and
show him what you find,' said she.
"I awoke wet with perspiration, and
shakijg with fright; but I said nothing
yet.
"I said nothing, until a year from that
day I dreamt the dream again ; only this
time my mistress said;
" : My husband is going to marry my
murderess; dig here, and show him what
you find.'
" Then I weut to the old doctor, and
made my courtesy, and told him my dreams,
and what I had seen. 'And is master go
ing to marry any one?' said I.
" 'He is going to marry Miss Head,'
said the doctor.
"Then he bade me say nothing, and
promised to come to the house that night
and help me prove to myself that there was
nothing under the tree.
"Late that night, with the moen high
in the sky, as it had been when I saw Miss
Read digging there, we knelt down to
gether under the old tree, aud I dug where
sho had, and in a little while I struck
something hard and lifted it from the
eartli.
'\lt was only a little china jar, with a
tight fitting cover, but when I looked at it
I knew it for the iar Miss Head had drop
ped upon the hearth while she was stirring
Mrs. Burlington's gruel.
" 'lt is half full of white powder,'said L
"But the doctor snatched it from me.
" 'if Miss Head chooses to make a grave
for her tooth-powder jar, she has a right
to do it,' he said. 'And don't, make a fool
of yourself and talk to your fellow-servants,
and there is five dollars to get you a
dress*"
' 1 did not like to take such a large
present, but I tcld him 1 should not talk,
and I never did.
"But master never married Miss Read.
Instead he sold the house and went away
to Europe, and people knew something
strange had happened. As tor Miss Head
she went mad after awhile; and those who
saw ber then said her talk made them turn
cold. It was all about something she was
afraid of that followed her with an awful
white face, and about burying things by
moonlight.
"And I had strange fancies in my
mind, ma'am, but I never said a word.
There are some things it is b:st not to talk
about."
Luminous Paint.
Not the least promising application of
the new luminous paint is found in the
production of a safety lamp for coal min
ers. It is said to give light enough for
practical use, and as it contains no fire or
heat, it is evident that its use is absolutely
free from risk. By means of this form of
lamp, in connection with blasting by com
pressed air, fire and the attendant danger
of exploding gas might be ruled out, and
the most dangerous mines be made quite
safe.
SimiiKSlf Fulfilled.
On the night of May 11, 1812, Mr. Wil
liams, of Scorrier House, near Redruth, in
Cornwall, woke his wife, and in great agi
tation told her ot a strange dream he had
just had. lie dreamed he was iu the lobby
of the House of Commons, aud saw a man
shoot with a pistol a gentleman who had
just entered the lobby, who was said to be
the Chancellor. His wife told him uoi to
trouble about the dream, but to go to sleep
again. He followed her advice, but pres
ently woke her agalu, saying he had
dreamed the same dream.
Yet another time was the dream repeated,
after which h was so disturbed that, de
spite his wife's entreaties that he would
trouble himself no more aliout the House
of Commons, but iry to s'.eep quietly, he
got up and dressed himself. This was be
tween oue and two o'clock in the mot mug.
At breakfast Mr. Williams could talk of
nothing but the dream, aud early the same
morning he went io Falmouth, where he
told ttie dream to all of his acquaintances
whom he met. Next day Mr. Tucker, of
Trematon Castle, accompanied by iiis wife,
a daughter of Mr. Williams, went to Scor
rier House on a visit.
Mr. Williams told Mr. Tucker the cir
cumstances of Ins dream. Mr. Tucker re
marked that it could only be In a dreaiu that
the Chancellor would be touud in the lobby
of the House of Commons. Mr. Tucker
asked what sort of a mail tho Chancellor
seemed to be, and Mr. Williams minutely
described the man who was murdered in
iiis dream. Mr. Tucker replied :
" Your description is not at all that of
the Chancellor, but is very exactly that of
Mr. Perceval, the Chancellor of the Ex
chequer."
He asked if Mr. Williams had ever seen
Mr. Perceval, and Mr. Williams replied
that he had never seen hini or had any
communication of any sort with him ; and
further, that he had never been in the House
of Commons iu iiis life.
At this moment they heard the souud of
a horse galloping to the door of the house;
immediately alter a son of Mr. Williams
entered the room, ami said thai he had gal
loped trom Truro, haviug seen a gentleman
there who had been iu the lebby of the
House of Commons on the eveuing of the
11 tii, when a man called Bellinghaui had
shot Mr. Perceval. After the astonishment
which this intelligence createi had a little
subsided, Mr. Williams described most mi
nutely the api>eaiance and dress of the man
whom he lmd seen in his dream fire the pis
tol at the Chancellor, as also the appear
ance aud (itess of the Chancellor.
Aboutsix weeks after, Mr. Williams, hav
ing business in town, went in company with
a Irieud to the House of Commons, where,
as has been already observed, he had never
before been, immediately that he came to
the steps of the enlraucc of thf lobby, be
said: "This place is as distinctly within
my recollection, in my dream, as any room
in my own house," and he made the same
observation when be entered *we lobby. He
then pointed out the exact spot where Bel
lingham stood when he fired, and also that
which Mr. Perceval reached when he was
struck by the ball, where he fell. The
dress, both of Mr. Perceval ami Bellinir
haiu, agreed with the description given by
Mr. Williams, even to the most minute
particulars.
A Bcotch clergyman, who lived near
Edinburgh, dreamed one night, while on a
visit to that town, that he saw a fire, and
one of his children in the midst of It. On
awaking he insiautly got up and returned
borne witb the greatest speed. He found
his bouse on fire, and was just in time to
assist one of his children, who in the alarm
bad been left in a place of danger. The
second story runs as follows:
Two sisters had been for some days at
tending a sick brother, and one of them had
borrowed a watch from a friend, her own
being under repair. The sisters were sleep
ing together in a room communicating with
that of their brother, when the elder awoke
in a great state of agitation, and rouseu the
other to tell her that she had had a fright
fu. dream.
"1 dreamed," she said, "that Mary's
watch stopped, and that when I told you
of the circumstance, you replied, 'Muck
worse than that has happened, for 's
breath has stopped also,"' naming their
sick brother.
The watch, however, was found to be
going correctly, and the brother was sleep
ing quietly. The dream recurred the next
night, and on the following morning, one
of tbe sisters, having occasion to seal a
note, went to get the watch from a writing
desk in which she had deposited it, when
she found it had stopjHid. She rushed into
her brother's room in alarm, remembering
the dream, and found that he had been
suddenly seized with a tit of suffocation,
aud had expired.
The Deacon'* Turkey.
De con Turner had been a "professor"
for upwards of thirty years, and his walk
and conversation bad corresponded with
hisj profesion; but the store he set by that
turkey, some of the stricter sort shook
their beads and said, was al ogether great
er than was meet for one of his calling to
set by any carnal creature.
But there was a great excuse for the
the worthy man ; for it must have been a
very spiritual 11 iudi d person whose mouth
v o Id not have watered at trie tight of
such a fowl aa the deacon was fattening
for tec >ming Thanksgiving.
That tuikcy, it is (ur candid belief,
stood full four fact baretooed; at what
figure he tuin.d ih 5 tc L is not tet down
inlherecoid of corpulent statistics, and
we prefer not to shock the rea 'or's credu
lity by hazarding an opinion. Not old
enough to be tough, but in full perfection
of completed adolescence, plump in con
tour without the grosser obesity of decli
ning years, with every gallinaceous grace,
he was, indeed, a biped to be proud of.
JjNow, whilst juicy visions were flitting
before tbe minds of expectant guests, and
more than one mature maiden was long
ingly anticipating a tug at his wishbone,
the deacon's turkey became a stumbling
block of temptation in the way of Sam
Whipple and Dick Spangler— a pair of
light-minded youths who could see a great
deal of fun in a very poor joke.
"What capital sport it would be to
steal that turkey on Thanksgiving eve,"
suggested Sam, with a wink at Dick.
"And get Tom Grill, the colored cook
to roast him, then call in a lot of the boys'
and have a glorious time," added the lat
ter.
"Then, as we're both among the young
sters invited to the deacon's dinner, won't
it be jolly to hear his lamentations over
the missing fowl f They'll beat out of
sight all the sighs ever heaved over the
flesh pots of Egypt,'' chuckled Bam.
"He 1 he I he I " giggled dick.
' Haw! haw!" gruffawed Sam
"Let's do it," said one.
"Agreed 1," returned the other.
After laying their heads together for
half an hour, a plan was matured, and the
two separated in great glee.
The deacon's turkey roosted in the wood
house, which had a shutter opening on au
adjacent alley, aud fastened by a hook
and staple inside. On a visit which Bam
Whipple made to the premises on Wednes
day afternoon, under pretext of borrow
ing the deacon's sawbuck, be managed
slyly to undo the book, thus leaving the
way cleat for the night's operations.
At a safe hour after dark, the conspira
tors started on their errand, first casting
lots to decide which should enter the wood
house and bring off the prize, aud which
should fci ep watch—the former task fail
ing to Bam, and the latter to Dick.
"You stand here, said Bam, as they
ueared the mouth of the alley.
Dick to >k his station, and Batn, advan
cing stealthily, soon reached the siiutter,
which he had no difficulty in opening.
Theu climbing in he was not long in find
ing the object of lusseaich.
"Hut I put I" sqawked the turkey, aud
flop, flop went his wings, as Bam graspes
his legs and pulled him down from hid
perch.
After a sharp scuttle, Bam was trium
phant, and held his gobblership fast under
one arm and securely gagged with the
other hand.
The noise of the struggle had aroused
the deacon's dog, who growled and bark
ed fiercely; but Bam kept quiet and soon
all was still.
"Is that you Dick?' be whispered, as
be heard steps approaching softly outside.
"Yes," was the answer in tbe same
tone.
"Here, take him," said Sam, passing
out the turkey, which the other received.
Then climbing out himself, which took
a little time, for be moved cautiously, be
looked about for Dick, but ueither he nor
the turkey was in sight. He walked up
and down the alley, but the seaich was in
vain.
"Well, I call that a shabby trick I" mut
tered Bum—"after my taking all tbe risk,
too. But maybe he'll turn up all right in
the morning. He had better, 1 tell him !"
8o saying, Bam walked sulkily home.
Next morning, bright and early, he
started in search of Dick, whom he met
shortly apparently on a similar hunt tor
him.
"Where's that turkey? was Sam's first
question.
"Where is he yourself?" retorted Dick.
"1 handed him out to you, returned
Sam.
"You didn't," replied the other. When
the dog barked 1 dodged round the coiner.
When 1 came back, 1 went up to tbe wood
bouse, and called you as loudly as 1 dared,
but you bad gone."
"That's too thin," sneered Sam.
"What do you meun ?"
"That you've turned traitor, aud made
away with the turkey."
"That's a lie!"
For the space of three minutes there
was u rapid and promiscuous motion of
four fists, at the end of which lime Sam
hauled off with a blackened eye. and Dick
with a bloody nose. Both seemed to have
had enough for the present and went their
respective ways.
When at the appointed hour they seve
rally entered the deacon s parlor—each
fearing that if he stayed away he would
be liable to suspicion—Sam had concealed
his damaged optic with a pair cf goggles,
worn he said, for sore eyes, brought on
by excessive study, and I)ick accounted
for his swollen nose on tbe ground of a
violent catarrh.
The deacon, so far from appearing chop
fallen, looked unusually cheerful, and
when the guests walked in to dinner, what
was Sam's aud Dick's astonishment to see
at the post of honor on the tatle the finest,
fattest, and biggest turkey that eyer
aroused mortal heart to thanksgiving.
"1 tell you what, friends," said the dea
con; when Le had finished saying grace,
we have more to be thankful for than most
of you are yet aware ot. You don't know
what a narrow escape we've had from
losing the best part of our diuncr. Lost
night 1 heard the dog bark, and going
down the alley back of the wood bouse,
found the shutters open. Somebody inside
whispered "Is that you Dick 4" Yes," 1
answered; for you know my name is Rich
ard "Heie, take him," said the other
handing out a turkey, which 1 quietly took
and bore away."
The mystery between Sam and Dick was
thus cleared up, but happily not, as we
have seen, till they had sufficiently pun
ished one another. From a twinkle in the
deacon's eye they more thanhaif suspected
that he knew all. At any rate, neither
Sam nor Dick ever ventured again to visit
Edith Turner, the daoon's pretty daughter
who, six months after, married another,
let us hope, a better man.
Superstitions of Turkish Women.
The Turkish woman is a fanatical con
servative. The world in which she lives is
unmoved by the practioal facts of the nine
teenth century which make life a burden
to her husband. No Chinaman was ever
so impervious to ideas of improvement.
She is fiercely intolerant in matters of re
ligious belief. The teachings or the Ko
ran have reached her by word of mouth
and surrounded by a perfect Talmud of
tradition, and these teachings shape her
view of the outside world. In obedience
to them, she commonly hates foreigners
with passion. As she passe 3 jou on the
street she will pray with audible fervor
1 hat your eyes may become blind, or that
God may cuise you. She is superstitious
in the extreme. In sickness she will use
the saliva of an old woman who has never
been divorced, or will inhale tne fetid
breath of an odoriferous and saintly der
vish, in preference to the choicest pre
scriptions of an educated pnysician. She
is assured that Satan in person teaches
Americans their skill in mechanical arts.
She believes in charms. She will not live
an hour bereft of her three cornered bit
of leather which encloses the mystic phrase
that is potent to ward off the evil eye,
She distrusts Tuesday as the mother of -ill
lack:, and will not celebrate the birthday
anniversaries of her children, nor even re -
oord the date, last some magician use it to
oast a spell against the child.
A Revolutionary Rwito.
The estate wmeu Col. Morris purchased
on New York Island, and upon which be
erected the mansion known in Revolution
ary history as the Roger Morris house, and
to New Yorkers of a latter day as the Jumel
house, is situated at the upper end of Man
hattan Island. The house, which stands
unchanged, a noble specimen of the homes
of the eolouial gentry, is almost opposite to
the intersection of Tenth avenue and One
Hundred and bixty-flrst Street with the
old King's Bridge road. It fronts to the
southward, and its eastern portico and bal
cony overlook from its precipitous heitrht
the Harlem river, Westchester, and the
Sound, aud command a view of the Har
lem Plains to the Southerly limit of Mc-
Gowan's Pass, Notwithstanding the vari
ous uses to which the building had been
subjected by the exigencies of war, it still
remained a desirable residence. For a time
after the Revolution it was occupied by Dr.
Isaac Ledyard, a distinguished patriot, but
in June, 1780, it passed into other hands,
aud became a bouse of Public entertain
ment. Talmage Hall, who the same year
undertook the eastern line of stages from
New York to Boston, starting from the
old City Tavern, at the corner of Broad
way aud Thames street, opened the Morris
House as the first slopping place on the
route, and asked besides for the patronage
of parties from town. He describes the
building as an elegant house, and dwells
particularly on the advantages of the octa
gon roeru, a rear extension, which still re
mains, as "very happily calculated for a
turtle party," and otherwise desirable for
transient visitors, as well as permanent
boarders. The main features of Manhat
tan Island above tne Hollow Way remain
to a great extent uuchanged by the march
of improvement, that modern iconoclast
which ruthlessly sweeps from its path ail
things, however venerable by time or as
sociation, which have ceased to be avail
able for ulitariac purposes. The project
ing extremity of the Point of Hocks, where
the Continental advauced guard kept watch
and ward over the smiling plain ben.ath,
has vanished before the potent breath of
giant powder ; a stately boulevard passes
over its former site. Where the King's
Bridge road climbed the long hill from the
plaius beneath, the serpentine course of SL
Nicholas avenue gives easy access to the
plateau above. Yet the inquiring eye of
the lover of history, versed in local lore,
may still discern seme of the outlines of
the breast works at which their fathers toiled
in that long-ago Autumn; and the eleva
ted railroad, last and most audacious feat
of the modern engineer, newest harbinger
of New York growth, to day carries its
thousand visitors, who to-morrow will be
daily passengers to the very foot of the
lawn which was once trod by the majestic
form of Washington. Above Tubby Hook
there is even less change; witb the excep
tion of a few residences along the front
overlooking the Hudson, the country pre
sents ihe same test ores now as then. The
Blue Bel* Tavern, the roadside inn where
Lieut. Gov. I)e Lancey, ndiug into the
town from his country home, first heard oi
the suicide of Sir Danvers Oiborne but a
few hours arrived to his new Government;
where Hessian soldiers caroused for many
a weary year; to which Washington turn
ed his longing eje from the heights oi
Westchester on his famous reconnoisance
in the Summer of 1781, and at whose
homely door he is reported to have halted
on his triumphal entry into New York in
1783, stood until May, 1876, on the west
side of the road, near the lane wnich leads
into the Bennett grounds. A little build
ing, known as the Century House, the trout
of which, the King's Bridge road once pass
ed. may now be found some distance to the
eastward of its present line near Harlem
Creek, and is used as a river-side hoalery.
At the foot of a bliud wood road, which
winds through the vadey that intersects In
wood , Heights is a very old wooden build
ing, which lec J tradition dates ba k to the
Hevo.uiion, called the Spring Hoite, from
the clear stream of water which bubbles
up from tne loot of the hil!, under the
shidow of which it is situated. Banks of
oyster-shells bear witness top tie good taste
of the Hessians who camped in the vicini
ty. Bullets, grape-shot, time-worn belt
plates, buttons, aud rusty bayonets may
still be found by the carelul seeker of such
relics. Kuowlion, Leitcb and Henley, all
of whom gave their lives for their country
in this memorable campaign, sleep in un
known and unmarked graves upon this his
toric ground, while the grand highway of
the stateliest pleasure ground of the world
is grimly guarded by the colossal images
of alien tonus monstrous in perennial
bronze; gaunt shapes haunt the pathways
and peer through the vistas of the shrub
bery, and high above all towers the apoc
ryphal form of an epicene angel. A care
less people forgets its heroes and martyrs,
and over the very ground which holds the
Bacred dust raises images to gratify ephe
meral vanity, satisfy vaulting ambition,
and pander to the lust of greed.
Impromptu iiifcenulty.
Some years ago, a Spanish steamer, while
crossing the Bay of Biscay in a severe
storm, gave such indications by an unusual
noise at tbe stern, that there was something
wrong with the screw propeller or its shaft
outside of the ship—that is, in the open
space between the stern and ruddor posts
where the screw revolves. There was no
dry dock in any of the ports on the coast
where the ship could go to be examined;
and on arrival at Vigo it appeared as if
there was no alternative but to remove the
cargo from the stern, and by placing it for
ward thus lift the screw propellor and shaft
to the surface of the water. The alterna
tive, simple as it was, meant a serious de
lay and great expense. Before commenc
ing to remove the cargo, another consulta
tion was held, it was then decided to put
the stern of the ship over a bed of light
colored sand; and as the water was very
clear, there might be a possibility of ascer
taining the extent or cause of the mishap.
For two days after the vessel was so plac
ed, the wind caused a ripple on the water,
which effectually prevented anything be
ing seen. It was then suggested by some
one on board to try the use of oil on the
surface of the water round the stern of the
ship. The effect was most satisfactory.
The water was becalmed as if by magic,
and it was then seen that the wedge or key
which keeps the propeller in its place on
the shaft had come partly cut, and thm
left the screw loose on the shaft, which
caused the noise. By continuing the use
of oil for a few hours, the wedge was ulti
mately driven into its place and secured,
Many days of detention and the use of eost
[ ly appliances and labor were thus saved.
▲ Visit to Calcutta.
Oa our way we crossed the Grand Maid
en, a public place, In which we perceived
at least three thousand Mohammedans
kneeling in regular lines, shoes off, arrang
ed In rows behind them, foreheads bare and
touching the earth, in adoration of the
prophet Mohammed. Next we met in a
narrow street Bengalee Baboas, gentlemen
of Bengal, without hats and arrayed In
loofce flowing durzas, shirts with skirU
Some of these Baboas were perfect Apollos
in appearance; others bore great resem
blance to ideal pictures of Julius CSBIST,
Antony, and other noble Romans. We
passed a ciowd of painted Hindoos, each
very scantily arrayed, and ornamented
with a daub of paint on the bridge of his
nose, the inseparable emblem of the idola
tor. The Bheasti Wallah was everywhere;
he had tied to his back the skin of a goat
filled with water, with which he supplied
the thirsty multitude and sprinkled the
parched thoroughfares. Marching by us
with regular military tread was a squad of
native bepoy police, who looked quite com
manding in their white shirts and scarlet
turh&ni. We were ruling in a giamy, a
sort of closed carriage, but learned after
ward that the popular mode of city travel
was by palanquins,which are always avail
able on the street of any East Indian city
at a trilling expense. These palanquins
are carried by four naked Hindoos or
painted heathens called 4 'palke mallahs,"
a wallah or bearer, who importunes every
Englishman in the following terms, "Pal
kee, Sahib,Juldajow-master palkee, "which
interpreted meana, "Palanquin, air, Pit go
quick; will you have the palanquin ?" and
you often near tnem chant, as they bear
you at a rapid pace, the Hindoostanee words
with now and then an uninterpretable
English term thrown in, of a popular song,
the 1 terai meaning of which is that the
English Sahib is full of champagne and
wants to be taken home as quickly as possi
sible, and that he is willing to give extra
backsheesh (money) for it
Turning the corner of a street wbich led
from Dburumtolla Street to Jaim Bazar we
met a yelling mob of idol- worshipers carry -
ing on their shoulders dozens of enormous
and hideous-looking wooden idols, and
amid the din and noise of crazy horns, the
brassy banging of gongs and the dull thud
thud of numerous tomtoms, they drew.near
to the holy Ganges, where, as we were told
they were to cast these distorted shapes into
the holy stream, and then plunge in them
selves, under the protection of these inane
gods, it a crocodile seizes one of them,or
ne turns sick and lies down and dies on the
sands, or the tide rises and sweeps him
away, then he is happy; he is accepted of
the gods But if the tide refuses him, and
the crocodiles reject hi in, he is kicked out
as vile and unworthy the privileges of his
oasie.
A first night in India is always full of
prospective uorrors for the new-comer. At
midnight, in the principal streets, the fes
tive jacaai holds high carnival and emits
squalls and runs the discordant gamut,giv
ing forth sounds as of an amateur opera
company at rehearsal, or the first attempt
of a juvenile trombone player. I have ac
tually seen the effect of a whole scene of
native opera, .ruined by these screeching
scavengers, which in droves of 50 and 100
assemble on the public streets and in front
of churches and theaters, and howl as if in
opposition.
As the Mohammedan can never be
Hadggis until after performing his pilgri
mage to Mecca, neither can our modern
magicians become perfect in their act un
til they have visited the Indies to see the
clever manipulation of the native conjuror.
They perioral the most maryelous tilings
in the streets, corridors and on tue decks of
vessels, without the aid of apparatus—the
"oasket trick" and "the growth of the
mango tree" being among their easiest per
formances. The growth of the mango tree
is illustrated by placing a seed beneath a
little heap of eartb, wuich is coveted tor a
few brief momenta; the cover is removed
and behold, we see a little green shoot just
peeping from the top of the earth. It is
again covered and removed at intervals of
three minutes, until we have quite a pre
tentious tree, of about three feet in heigut.
The mystery of the basket trick, as per
formed in India, lies in the unaccountable
disappearance of the girl who is placed be
neath an oval cover of reticulated straws;
swords are ruu through this covering hilt
deep, and in every direction—it is even
trodden fiat, and wuen raised the girl Is
gone. A laugh is then heard, we turn in
mat direction and we behold, with open
mouthed astonishment, the girl runniug to
ward us.
They Uet Ham.
A geutleman traveling in Virginia last
summer bad occasion to take a atage-rida
in order to visit the natural bridge. Hid
ing on the seat with the driver, he fell
into conversation with him, and found that
he was an old hunter, who was a veteran
in killing deer, bears, and smaller game.
Passing a small stream the traveller en
quired if it contained fish.
"Lots on 'em," was the reply.
"What kind?"
"Mostly trout," said the driver. "All
these mountain streams are full of trout."
"They must be flue eating," was the
next remark.
"Fine eat in'!" exclaimed the driver.
"You just go up to the mountain and
ketch half a dozen trout twelve inches
long, clean 'em without washin' 'em, rub
in some salt, roll 'em up in Injin meal and
bake 'em in the ashes—good eatin'l" why,
stranger, by heavens, they beat ham!"
An Old Surveyor's Mark.
Recently a civil engineer was running
and locating the lines of a lot of land be
low the city of Augusts, Georgia, and used
as assistance a deed to the property drawn
one hundred and twenty years age. In one
section ol the deed it is recorded that the
line touches a certain point where stands a
beech tree, and upon which a cross mark
had been made with an axe. The engi
neer ran his line to an old beech tree, and,
concluding that this was the point in ques
tion, looked for the mark, but of course
could not And it. Taking an axe he cut
into the tree at a point he thought the
mark might be, and to his surprise, after
cutting into the tree, he chipped out a
block, and there was the identical mark re
ferred to in the ancient document of one
Hundred and twenty-one years ago. The
mark was perfect, but had beea covered
up. At that time this was a British col
ony, and some years before the Revolution
ary war. The deed was drawn in 1759.
NO. 14.