Deora Maida you had come sooner, you would have been before it.” She opened her fan and closed it again. She looked out into the patio, and up at Bellefonte, Pa., July 18, 1902 E—————— THE DAWN OF PEACE. Put oft, put oft your mail, O kings, And beat your brands to dust ! Your hands must learn a surer grasp, Your hearts a better trust. Oh, bend aback the lance’s point, _ And break the helmet bar; A noise is in the morning wind, But not the note of war. Upon the grassy mountain paths The glittering hosts increase— They come! They come ! How far their They come who publish peace. And victory, fair victory, Our enemies are ours ! For all the clouds are clasped in light, And all the earth with flowers. Aye, still depressed and dim with dew, But wait a little while, And with the deathless, radiant rose The wilderness shall smile. And every tender, living thing Shall feed by streams of rest ; Nor lamb shall from the flock be lost Nor nurseling from the nest. — John Ruskin THE DECIDING OF ENCARNACION. Encarnacion Higuera looked at the re- flection of her face in the water in the foun- “T am as beautiful as the sun,”’ she said. No one heard Encarnacion, for there was no one else in the patio, but nearly every one in Monterey thought somewhat tain. as Encarnacion did. “I am young, Iam strong,” she said ; “my hair is beautiful, and so are my Iam tall, Iam everything I should be!’ She looked up from the water, and shook her hair in the sun. She raised her in the air, and laughed. She shook her hair over her face like a veil, and shook it back again. A voice came from the house. *‘Encarnacion !”’ The girl turned and paused abruptly. Upon the porch stood her mother and a tall Encarnacion made a low curtsy. old man. “Don Anselmo.” “Dona Magdalena,’’ he said, then turned *‘Encarnacion, Camillo will be to the girl. here for his answer.”’ “They are all coming, Don Anselmo,” said the girl. The old man bowed Dona Magdalena to a bench against the wall, and sat beside her. Encarnacion took a fan from a dow ledge, opened it slowly, and swung it lazily. The girl went on : ‘Don Francieco Don Jayme, Don Antonio and Don Luis, Don Jose and Don Narciso.’’ “‘What can you say to them, Encarna- cion? The Salazarsand the Higueras been one for many years.”’ “Very tiue, Don Anselmo. Camillo Salazar ; but the others, would they say ? Don Francisco, Don An- tonio, and Don Jose, and there are also Dou Cayatonoand Don Valentin, and Senor Fitzpatrick, Don Miguel !"’ “The Irishman !”” broke out Don Ansel- mo. ‘You would marry out of your people !”’ “Ile is one of us, Don Anselmo.” “But not of our blood ! lena, I appeal to you.”’ Dona Magdelena shrugged her shoulders. Encarnacion laughed. Anpselmwo—"’ the doorway. talking of you.” “You see, The young man bowed to Dona Magda- lena, his head turned half in the direction of Euvcarnacion. “The others will be here,’’ said old Don Anselmo, with a touch of anxiety. carnacion, your father wished for you and Camillo to marry.” “Yes, I know,”’ said the girl, ‘‘yet my I should do well in marrying Don Cawillo—but—I do not see why I should marry any one.” Two elderly men entered, followed by two youths who overtopped them each by a “Don Francisco and Don Autonio, Don Jayme and Don Luis? How pretty father did not command me. head. you all came together !’’ Dou Anselmo looked uneasy. The four mea bowed before Dona Magdalena, and at her motion the elder twoseated themselves upon a bench against the wall, and fellin to constrained silence, which was relieved the next moment by the dignified entrance of a white haired man in a military uuiform,ac- compauied by a replica of himself with the straps of a lieutenant upon his shoulder. “Don Jose !"’ cried Encarnacion, ‘‘and Don Narciso!’ Don Jose sat to the left of Dona Magda- The sound of heavy breathing came through the doorway. Encarnacion raised her eyebrowsand smiled. Theshort, stout lena. body of a man moved into the porch. on it was a round head with a red brown face and small black eyes. Behind it was a young fellow, who, like the four young men standing about Dona Magdalena, was very slender and very tall. “Don Cayetano,’’ smiled the girl. Don Cayetano shuffled to Dona Magda- lena, leaned over her hand, and, with an effort, sat upon the vacant half of a bench Don Valentin fol- lowed his father to Dona Magdalena, look- next to Don Anselmo. ing at Encarnacion. The girl opened and closed her fan, then sat in the shade of a cypress. looked at Don Cayetano, and smiled, lowered her eyes to the tiled floor of the The five fathers sat silent upon the beuches against the wall, and looked corridor. from Eacarnacion to their sons, and, a half glauce at each other, out at the sky, of which they could see just a hazy bit over | the red roof on the other side of the patio. The five young men stood in the shadow in the corridor, and looked at the tips of their boots, and then at Encarnacion. Dona Magdalena fanned herself with a black fan, pausing now and then to loosen hershawl. Don Cayetano’s breathing had become in- The air in the patio was warm and yellow. The sunlight fell upon the ground, and shadowed the roof posts upon The geraninums drowsed in the sun, and the roses and the audible. the floor of the corridor. rose leaves hung languidly from the of the tiles. A flapping sound came from the water in the fountain. Encarnacion laughed. Anselmo looked up. “I am awaiting Don Miguel, Don Ansel- mo,’’ said the girl. Every man in the corridor started. ‘He does not seem to care to meeb Encarnacion.’’ The girl arose from her seat and looked A man, stood in the out into the patio. doorway with his hat in his hand. “Dona Magdalena,’ he said. Encaruva- cion turned. ‘‘Senorita Encarnacion, sorry not to have been in good time.’’ “Don Miguel,”’ the girl said, slowly, ‘‘if It would be an honor for me to become the wife of Don Dona Magda- A young man appeared in “Don Camillo, we were just the sky. She looked at each of the eleven men, and then at the floor. “It is an odd position for me to be in,” she said. ‘I’m smie it is unfortunate. I cannot understand why anyoneshould wish to marry me. Yes, I know,’ she contin- ued, quickly,in response to an involuntary movement among the eleven men. “I'm sure it is very nice of you all. Don Ansel- mo, if I should marry Don Camillo, it would be somewhat in the wishes of my father, as our families have been’’—she raised her eyebrows—*‘very much together. Don Francisco, Don Jayme would make me a very good husband, and I should respect him very much. Don Antonio, Don Luis would make me a great lady in Mexico ; perhaps I should be an ambassadress in Madrid or St. Petersburg.”’ “‘Encarnacion,’’ broke out Don Antonio, “‘it is almost certain.’ “Yes, I am sure, Don Antonio.” ‘Ah, Don Jose, Don Narciso may yet be Governor of California.” “‘But Encarnacion,’’ said Don Cayetano, in a thick voice, ‘‘you forget—’’ “Not Don Valentin,” interrupted the girl. “I could never do that.” “You would have Los Osos and Los Robles.” ‘Yes, Don Cayetano,” cried Encarna- cion, ‘‘and all the country from Monterey to— Do you know yourself, Don Caye- tano, the extent of it all 2”’ Don Miguel never for a moment took his gaze from Encarnacion. There was a light in his blue eyes like the light in the bluest bit of sky over the red roof on the other side of the patio. “Senorita Encarnacion,’’ he said. Encarnacion smiled and looked down at the floor. “Don Miguel—they say an American can do anything, especially if he is an Irish- man.’’ “I don’t know, Senorita Encarnacion, but Ilove you.”’ The five fathers and the five sons looked at Encarnacion and at Don Miguel. En- carnacion looked upon the red floor of the corridor. She raised her head and smiled, and shook her hair. *No,”” she said, ‘I shall not tell any one anything. It 1s too much to expect. Don Jayme will be a great man ; Don Luis an ambassador ; Don Narciso, Governor ; Don Valentin, the son of Don Cayetano ; Don Miguel loves me ; yes. I know you all do. If I marry Don Camillo, it would fulfil the wishes of my father, and that is something to think about.’” She broke a rose hang- ing from astray vine on the edge of the roof. ‘‘I shall tell you to-night. I shall marry the one to whom I give thie rose.”’ The five fathers rose from the benches along the wall, and with their sons bowed to Dona Magdalena, and to the girl, and went out from the corridor. Don Miguel stood still and looked at Encarnacion. He turned his eyes from her to Dora Magda- lena, and followed the otbers. Encarnacion went to the fountain and looked at her face in the water. ‘I wish I were not so beautifal,’’ she said, ‘‘then they would not bother me so much.’ That night there was a moon in Monterey, and there was moonlight in the patio of Dona Magdalena. Thegeraniums were red in the white light, and their round leaves green and black. The cypresses in the cor- ner rose slimly over the roof, and threw their shadows half way across the patio. The water in the fountain reflected the stars. In the sala of Dona Magdalena all the great people of Monterey were celebrat- ing the nameday of Encarnacion. The Governor was there, and his wife, and the commandant of the presidio and his offi- cers. Encarnacion were a white gown, and looked very beautiful. Her hair was in two loose braids, in one of which was fast- ened the promised rose. Around her neck was a single string of pearls. Her fan was tiny and white, and was covered with glit- tering spangles. Dona Magdalena was very elegant in heavy black silk. In ber hair wasa large tortoise shell comb. She sat at the end of the sala, and waved an immense black fan. Don Anselmo, Don Francisco, Don An- tonio, Don Jose and Don Cayetano were there with their five sons. Don Miguel was there. He looked at no one but Euncar* pacion. The girls about the wall laughed at him behind their fans. The five fathers and the five son scowled at him. Encar- nacion smiled at everyone, and opened and shut her tiny white fan. She danced with Don Camillo, and with Don Jayme. She danced with Don Luis, Don Narciso, and with Don Valentin. She danced with Don Miguel, even though he did not dance as well as the others, which was some satisfac tion to Don Miguel's five rivals. The dancing went on. After a while the Governor and his wife and the commandant of the presidio took their leave. Others be- gan to go. Soon there was no oue in the sala hut Dona Magdalena with her black fan and Encarnacion, Don Anselmo, and Don Camillo, Don Francisco, and Don Jayme, Don Antonio and Don Luis, Don Jose and Don Narciso, Don Cayetanc and Don Valentin, and Don Miguel. The eleven men stood silent. Enocarna- cion looked upon the floor, and opened and shut her tiny white fan. She took her mother’s hand and curtsied. ‘‘Good night,”’ she said. The eleven men looked at her without a motion, then at Dona Magdalena. Then, without a word they went to the door; Don Anselmo paused. ‘'Encarna- cion,”’ he cried. The girl did not raise her eyes. Dou Miguel turned after the others, but Encarnacion still looked upon the floor. Then she went to her room, and opened the shutters of the window, and looked down into the street. There was Don Camillo and Don Jayme, Don Luis, Don Narciso, Don Valentin and Don Miguel in the white dust each one but Don Miguel with a gui- tar. They stood motionless. The moon- light fell upon them and shadowed them in the road. Don Camillo moved out from the others, struck his guitar, and sang, his eyes fastened upon Encarnacion. The girl loosened the rose from her hair. Camillo stopped his song with a ery. Encarnacion waved her band. Camillo finished his song and stood silent. Encarnacion looked be- yond him at the stars. Then Don Jayme went to the window, and after him Don Luis. But the girlstill looked at the stars. Don Narciso began his song and finished it. Then Don Valentin began. A sound of heavy breathing came from somewhere in the shadow. Encarnacion smiled and look- ed down into the dust in the road. Don Miguel moved toward the window. His face. was white in the white light of the moon. “Senorita Encarnacion,’’ he said, ‘‘I can- not sing, but I love you !”’ The girl looked at him and smiled. She dropped the rose, and closed the shutters of the window !—By Henry 8. Kirk in Har- pers Monthly Magazine for July. ——William C. Whitney, of New York, has given a handsome house and lot to the physician who attended Mrs. Whitney in her long illness. feet! eyes. arms win- and have what own Don ‘“En- Up- and She and with large edge Don you, Iam Another Terrible Calamity at Johns town. Caused by an Explosion in the Cambria Com- pany Mine—143 Known to be Dead and Many More Missing—Heroic Work of Rescuers—Deadly Black Damp Overpowered Men Who Tried to Save the Entombed Miners. Johnstown has again been visited by an appalling disaster. 1t is only less fright- ful than the awful calamity of May 31st, 1889, in cost of life, but in its terrible con- sequences it has brought the shadow of sorrow in homes made desolate by an ap- palling mine explosion, which took place in the Cambria Steel Company rolling mill mine, under Westmont Hill, at 12:20 o'clock Thursday afternoon. It was nearly an hour after the explo- sion before any general knowledge of what had happened got abroad. Men who came from the mines escaping with their lives told the terrible news, and then it spread like wildfire all over the city. In hun- dreds of homes there were the most pa- thetic scenes. Mothers, wives, daughters, sons and relatives were frantic with grief. Hundreds rushed to the Point, and with sobbing hearts awaited news that did not come from the ill-fated mine. POLICE WERE ON GUARD. At the opening across the river from The point, the Cambria Iron Company police, with several assistants, stood guard. per- mitting no one to enter the mine from which noxious gases were coming. It was nearly 4 o'clock when all hope of sending rescue parties from the Westmont opening was abandoned. Two men who had es- caped from the mine—Richard Bennett and John Meyers—went back two miles to see what assistance could be rendered, but the frightful damp drove them back and they fell prostrate when they finally after a desperate struggle reached the outside. Two doctors gave the men assistance, and after working with them half an hour re- stored them to normal condition. Their story of the stiuation in the mine made it clear that rescue work could not proceed from the Westmont opening, and then hasty preparations were made to begin that sad mission at the Mill Creek entrance. Soon after the news of the frightful explo- sion reached the Cambria officials, Mining Engineer Marshall G. Moore and one of his assistance, A. G. Prosser, made an at- tempt to enter the mine. They were soon followed by Mine Superintendent George T. Robinson, but the deadly gases stopped their progress. SURVIVORS’ HORRIBLE STORIES. Miners who left the mine by way of the Mill Creek entrance brought horrible sto- ries of crawling over the dead bedies of their comrades. Two young men who were at work in the “‘Klondike’’ when the explosion occurred, escaped by way of the air shaft heading up through the Kernviile Hill from the mine. A fan house, now out of nse,stands at the top of this air shaft. This way the young men, sick and dizzy from the nauseous afterdamp or black, reached safety. They told how they had walked across dead bodies to pure air and light. How many they did not know. The stories of the men who escaped are miraculous in their nature. Tom Foster,an assistant foreman in the Klondike’’ mine, was the first to emerge fiom the Mill Creek shaft. Shortly after Powell Griffith, a fire boss came up. His first thought was for the safety of the men under his charge. With the help of Foreman Roberts, an effort was made to replace a few of the shattered doors All the while the fatal fire damp was clos- ing around them. They did not falter for an instant, but straight into the midst of dan ger they went. The thought,‘ ‘Save the men’ was paramount. Through galleries, into headings, warning and helping, the two men went. Roberts fell, but Foster staggered on, whither he hardly knew. In the midst of the danger he met Powell Griffith, a fire boss. He bad faced what seemed certain death in an effort to save his men. Forward they went, dragging a comradein to a possible place of safety here, giving a word of warning there,nutil humon endur- ance could stand the strain no longer. Ex- hausted, they staggered into a headingwhere the fire damp had not entered. There they rested for a moment, and then plunged for- ward—where they did not know—until fi- nally they wandered into a water level and through it reached a place of safety. Said Tom Foster : ‘‘How I escaped I did not know. It seems like a terrible night- mare. Hundreds of times I gave up hope, but from sheer instinct I stambled forward until finally I reached a place of safety. The armory of Company H, Fifth Regi- ment, N. G. P., was turned into a charnel house. Bodies of 63 miners were brought in early today and laid on planks on chairs. The ambulances of all the undertakers in the city were used in transferring the bod- ies. THE SEARCH FOR VICTIMS. JorxsTowN, July 11.—This has been a day of heroic rescues at the ill-fated Rol- ling Mill mine of the Cambria Steel com- pany. Thrilling experiences attended the efforts of the forty brave and daring fel- lows who went down into the bowels of the earth with a very faint hope to spur them that still they might b> in time to restore to life some of these who are en- tombed. Death lurked everywhere around them, but undaunted, they surged forward, swayed with the noblest of human paur- oses. The reward of their efforts was the sav- ing of the lives of fourteen of their fellow men and bringing them again into the sun- light and back to loving families. Dead and mained bodies were located but no effort was made to bring them out of the vast theatre of death until every hu- man energy was put forward towards see- ing that no living soul might escape their aid. That done, the dead were attended to and put in a train of cars, brought up and exposed to morbid gazers while being transferred to wagons in which to be taken to the morgue. Eighty-seven dead bodies were recovered from the mine between day- light and nightfall. Still a party of offi- cials and miners battled on, three miles in- side the mine. Occasionally word would come to the snrface by some mysterious means that another heap of remains had been exposed to the vision of the searchers. Fated Johnstown spent the day horror- stricken. From dawn to dusk flying am- bulances coursed the streets, bearing grue- some burdens from mine to morgue: from morgue to homes. Great throngs surged about the pit mouth, the improvised mor- gue at the armory, and about the stricken omes of the dead. Bulletin boards were eagerly scanned for news from the scene of the disaster. Exaggerated rumors of all kinds prevailed. How brave men went into the jaws of death in the most horrible form, encountered their fellows transformed into raving man- iacs by hours of waiting in the pitch dark- ness of the earth’s interior, lifted them moaning from their beds of rock and then, bending and crawling on all fours, carried them a quarter of a mile under ground to where cars could be reached to take them outside. Along in the early part of the afternoon SE TE En cheering word came from the innermost rescuers of the mine that life yet lingered in some of the bodies found. The rescuers made first for No. 4, left heading which’ they had been unable to reach the night before. Desolate, even for a mine interior, was the heading that stretched out before them. Falls of roof almost choked up the heading, but through and over the debris the brave men pushed their way. In the front young Patrick Martin, his brother, Peter, Philip White and several cousins of the Martins made their way. suddenly in an open space they were startled by a ma- pic laugh which emanated from a black- ened form that rushed at them out of the darkness. The man grasped firmly a piek- handle and tried in his frenzy to beat down bis rescuers. He was overpowered and dragged back to the main heading to the cars. ‘Thirteen other living men were found in this chamber and physicians were quickly taken to the spot. At 3 p. m. the train of mine cars came to the pit mouth, Eight men were lifted over the sides of the car and, half carried, wend- ed their way to the ambulance. They were all Poles, Oue big strapping fellow among them collapsed as he reached the am- bulance and doctors spent several minutes resuscitating him. As the men were driv- en hurriedly to the Cambria hospital the train of coal cals with the physicians re-en- tered the mine. In another half hour they came out again, this time with six living, But almost dead, miners. One man in his paroxysms bad locked his jaws so that force had to be employed to pry them open for the insertion of life-instilling fluids. These six were taken in an uncon- scious condition to the Cambria hospital. One man brought out with this crowd died just as he reached daylight. At that time three more headings, be- lieved to be filled with the dead, were un- searched. Thirty-nine bodies were lying within reach in the main headings. These were brought out at 4:30 p. m. Their bod- jes were piled high in coal cars and cover- with canvas. These remains were in a horrible state, showing that they had seen slow death in each case. One of the men had his mouth and nose tied about by a towel. The rest of his face was burned beyond recognition. The bodies of all were twisted in horrible shapes, most of the arms being crooked so as to shield the face. The only one who could be identified at the pit mouth was Fire Boss Joseph Tomlinson. One man was found dead with his hands clutched so tightly about a monkey-wrenck that it could not be removed. - State Mine Inspector J. T. Evans, who has been in the mine almost continuously since the explosion, were joined here to night by Chief Rhoderick of the Bureau of Mine Inspection. Mr. Evans entered into a full report of his investigation. He said to the Associated Press reporter : “Mr. Roderick can hardly credit my de- scription of the condition of the mine after such a dreadful calamity. Itis wonderful that there should have been such havoc in loss of life with such a small explosion. There was very little rock brought down by the force of the explosion. A number of doors were blown open and some boards knocked off, but the cost of repairs will be insignificant, not more than $25 I should say.’’ “I will have to take alook over the mine.’’ interrupted Chief Roderick doubt- fully and with a laugh. “There was no explosion of dust; no evi- dence of it,’ said Mr. Evans. ‘‘All the men were working with locked safety lamps. There are a dozen things that might have caused the explosion. The man responsible is assuredly among the dead.”’ “How soon could the mine be placed in condition for resuming operations.’’ So far as I have examined this evening, the men could start on Monday.” “It is reported that a portion o° the Cam- bria Steel company works was forced to sus- pend operations today, owing to short sup- ply of fuel. The long suspension of the mine would seriously hamper the works. Dr. H. F. Tomb, who went into the mine with Dr. L. W. Jones and the rescu- ers at 9 o’clock this morning, and came out with the fourteen injured men, brought out at 3 o'clock this afternoon, said to- night : ; “We found the air good in the main heading upon going in, except on the left. We went to No. 6 section on the right and turned up as far as room No. 25. Then we commenced taking out dead miners. Up- on going back to the main heading we turned back to No. 4 left, where we heard voices. There we found three foreigners in good condition. One of them was A. M. Kohler, of Cambria City, whose ingenuity saved his life and those of his companious. When Kohler found they were trapped they jumped into a room through which a com- pressed air pipe passed. This he broke in some manner and the men, after closing up the door with canvas, had plenty of good air. LIVES SAVED BY COMPRESSED AIR. Little by little the. terrible experiences of the men caught by the explosion far from the outer air are coming to light. Mem- bers of William Gardiner’s rescue party tell how some of the men which they found saved their lives by making holes in the air pipes with their picks aod thus secur- ing some fresh air by holding their nostrils to the apertures thus made. The party entered the mine Thursday night, pushing their way forward as rapid- ly as possible. But little progress was made for the first few hours on account of the gaseous condition of the atmosphere. Afterdamp was found and William Gardi- ‘ner, the director of the party, exercised the greatest caution, Here and there bodies were found lying beside the motor track. Each body was tenderly removed to a place of rendezvous, while squads searched care- fully the rooms of each heading. Early yesterday forenoon, as Gardiner and his little band pushed on toward the fourth left heading, they were startled by hearing a plaintive ory for help from the darknessahead. The searchers pressed for- ward with all their might. As Gardiner turned to the fourth head- ing he saw three men in the corridor— scarcely able to stand erect—they were ory- ing for assistance. As they spied Gardi- ner’s lamp all tottered toward him with arms outstretched. As they reached him, their eyes, beaming with the light of ration- al beings, flashed the fire of the demon. One held a pick in his enfeebled hands,and as he raised it to strike his rescuer, he drop- ped to the ground from exhaustion and be- came unconscious. Quickly the arms of the other two were grasped ; they were quieted and given pow- erful stimulants by Dr. J. B. Woodruff, of’ Johnstown, and Dr. Harry Updegraff, of Bolivar, who were the physicians with this rescuing party. After an hour’s work on them they regained strength and with ib their normal minds. Food was given them and then they were questioned. They were working in the fourth left heading with eight other Slavs when the explosion occurred. Luckily they escaped the force of the ex- plosion, but were held prisoners in their heading. With the strength of desperation they set to work to diive a passageway iu- to the main corridor. They succeeded, but the current of afterdamp compelled them to remain within their heading. For a time they were able to withstand the effects of the afterdamp, but it soon began to tell on them. By chance one spied a pipe used for the conveyance of compressed air to the mining machines. Sammoning all of their strength the three took their picks and holding them above their heads struck the pipe. Not an opening was made. Once again they rais- ed their tools and brought them down with all their fast failing strength. Two fell to the floor. The third rested a mo- ment and then in sheer desperation made one superhuman effort, throwing all of his ebbing strength into the blow. He was re- warded by the sight of a small hole not more than an inch in diameter. In rushed the air at a presure of 800 pounds to the square inch. The men struggled and floundered about in their desperate greed to fill their lungs with the precious air. They gulped and gasped and rolled over in the very agony of joy. They realized that they were saved for a time at least, hnd cheered each other with that hope which is extinguished only with death. Gaining strength as their lungs filled and expanded, they began to construct battices and started for the main entrance. They succeeded in reaching it, but were driven back by the firedamp and compelled to seek protection alongside the aperture in the pipe. Here they were huddled like shivering sheep all night long, one stand- ing vigil in the main corridor while the others renewed their strength at the open- ing in the pipe. Hour after hour they kept their vigil until rescued by Gardiner and his party and brought out of the mine. The mining officials of the Cambria Com- pany stated that ths explosion was one of fire damp. The catastrophe occurred in the sec- tion of the mines known among the miners of the “Klondike.” The few survivors who have escaped from the depths of the mine describe the conditions to be frightful in their nature. Outside of the ‘‘Klondike’’ the mines are safe and uninjured. Within the fatal limits of that mine the havoc wrought by the explosion are such as beggar descriptions. Solid walls of masonry, three feet in thickness were torn down as though barriers of paper. The roofs.of the mine were demolished, and not a door remains stand- ing. In the face of these difficulties even the most heroic efforts toward rescue may well seem hopeless. “These men came out of the mine at 3 o’clock in fairly good condition. They told, us there were numbers of living and dead up the heading. Not until we reached the sixteenth room did our eyes meet the moss gruesome sight of our trip. ' “In that room there were thirtyfour dead and fifteen living. They were piled upon one another, some of the living being bur- ied beneath the dead. These were uncon- scious. We worked industriously on them with oxygen and spirits of ammonia. One died on the long trip out. “At 11 o’clock tonight the number of known dead is ninety; number of injured in hospitals eighteen; number of injured who were able to go home four. The names of only eight of these res- cued alive to day can be ascertained. They are: Jacob Oivie, John Dudko, John Ihilka, Joseph Ral, A.M. Kahler, Vichi Kabler, George Salla, Albert Shepa, John Kanuskic. Coroner E. L. Miller has selected his jury, which will make the investigation into the canse of the disaster. When these men will be called to begin the inquiry de- pends entirely npon the circumstances. It is not expected that the inquest will he be- gun until all the bodies have been recover- ed and those injured are able to testify. This probably will be at least a week. Coroner Miller said : “I am compiling a list of names of all those known to have been in the mine at the time of the explosion. I will visit these men personally and find out what they know. Then they will be summoned before the coroner’s jury. “This disaster, which has brought sorrow to the many homes of this city, shall be vigorously investigated into.”’ ‘Centre Count y Statistics. The following is a copy of the return made July 7th, 1902, by the County Com- missioners to the Secretary of Internal Af- fairs showing the number of taxables, the amount taxed, etc., for state and county purposes for this county : ’ Taxable... occa reressaniesissrsnsssins $ 15,207 Cleared land.. 203,287 Timber land............ 140,587 Value of all real esta 12,577,711 Value of real estite e taxation.........soennsrvnins re Value of real estate taxable............ Number of horses, mares, geldings, and mules over the age of four years 7350, value of same........ Number of meat cattle over the age of 4 years 7237, value of same Value of salaries, and emoluments of offices, posts of profit, pro- fessions, trades and occupa- 1,686,925 10,896,791 299,583 118,206 474,120 Aggregate value of all property tax- able for county purposes at the rate of 3 mills on the dollar..... Aggregate amount of county tax as- sessed at the rate of 3 mills on the dollar. ....coccvirniiinnnseceicannne Amount of money at interest includ- ing mortgages, judgments, bonds, notes, stocks, etc......... Value of stages, omnibuses, hacks, Cabs, etC......ceurirnirnniiiessesinsiin Aggregate value of property taxable or state purposes at 4 mills on the dollar, including money at interest, stages, omnibuses, cabs, hacks, etC..... v.cc.eeevenne 2,633,580 Aggregate amount of state taxes as- sessed Debt of county... "11,788,700 35,336 2,629,109 4,471 Sleeping Sickness, 4 Disease that has Carried Off Twenty Thou- sand People. , A joint mission organized by the For- eign Office and the Royal Society left for Uganda to investigate the whole subject of the ‘sleeping sickness’ in Uganda, says the London Express. The expedition consists of Dr. Low, who lately returned from investigating yel- low fever in St. Lucia, and who recent- ly carried out some highly interesting experiments in regard to maiaria in the Roman Campagna ; Dr. Christy, who has done valuable medical work on the Niger and in connection with the plague in In- dia; and Dr. Castellani of the Jenner Insti- tute. These gentlemen will proceed to Entebbe, the headquarters in Uganda. Sleeping sickness, or negro lethargy, is a very fatal disease, which has been long known in West Africa, but has recently traveled along the Congo into Uganda. The fear is that it will spread in this re- gion. It has many features in common with the general paralysis of the insane. Hitherto it has only attacked natives, and three cases were lately under treatment in London hospitals. Latest reports from Uganda indicate that in Busoga alone 20,- 000 people have succumbed, and it is said to be still on the incraese. Stolld Little Filipinos. 4 Young Woman, Teacher in a Native School, Writes Graphically to Wisconsin Friends of Her Difficul: ties. The Lacrosse, ( Wis.,) “*Chronicle’’ prints a letter from Miss Winifred Mitchell,a La- crosse girl now teaching a native school at Magarao, Philippine islands, in which she tells her friends at home of the difficulties she is encountering in the work of instruct- ing the young folks there. She writes : *I bardly know what to say about the work of the schools. You must remember that last October (she is writing in March) the children did not know a word of Eng- lish, except perhaps, ‘Good morning’ and ‘Good evening’ which they used indiserim- inately, regardless of the time of day. When we began our work every child in ~ town, I think, docked into the schools— from pure curiosity, not from any desire to learn English. *“Their faces seemed utterly devoid of any expression. Even the curiosity was care- fully concealed. For weeks, this indifferent, incompreheunsive gaze was all we met, no matter what we did or said to them. They were very solemn, sedate little individuals and I worked a long time before I could gain a responsive smile from any of them. They are profoundly respectful, and will imitate anything you say or do perfectly, without understanding or trying to under- stand it in the least. This really makes it hard to ascertain how much of their lessons they comprehend and how much is pure memory work, with no conception of mean- ing. They were accustomed to do this kind of woik in the former (Spanish) schools where everything even answers to all pro- cesses in arithmetic, were learned by heart —and it takes a long time and strenuous ef- fort, too, to get them to understand that they must think for themselves. : “Some of the scholars sat on hoard bench- es, with higher ones for desks, the rest on the floor. As the natives commonly sit on the floor in their own houses this was, of course,not the hardship it would have been to American children,but it was not condu- cive to good results in penmanship or in or der or discipline. “The natives would be very much shock- ed to have the boys and girls together in one room and some did not even like the idea of having them in one building. They said there would be ‘micha combatte,’ but so far there has been but one small fight in my two schools. “I have two strips of blackboard cloth for each school, readers for all who can use them, slates for all, and some sort of seats. for nearly all. My A class boys sit around a big table on wooden benches, and my A class girls occupy real desks, the very old- fashioned kind, which are long enough to accommodate four. The rest of my pupils have boards for seats and desks. The two A classes have read Baldwin’s primer, and will also finish Baldwin’s first reader also: this year. The two B classes will finish the: primer. The C classes are still on the chart slate and blackboard work. Of coarse, these primers and readers, being prepared for American schools, contain many ileas entirely foreign to anything the children know, and while they may be able to read very nicely the story of ‘Mary’s Little Lamb. —or a poemgabout ‘Snowflakes’—it’s a very different matter to teach them to under- stand them. “How do I do it? I can hardly tell my- self; sometimes by a comparison with con- ceptions they have formerly learned, some- times by drawing on the board—always by many gestures, and as a last equivalent in Spanish or the Vicol dialect. I never saw children before who could not understand gestures; their manner of beckoning, for in- stance, is directly opposite to ours, so ab first they run from-you instead of coming to you,and to point or motion in the direc- tion they are to go seems to mean absolute: ly nothing; it's very exasperating some- times. “‘Hardest of all our work is to get them to talk—that is, to think really, because they will bave innumerable answers to- questions by heart; but to think up a new answer toa question—that is another mat- ter. *‘T have found out that when the older ones finally got on to the fact that they can: talk a little, they are more willing to try. Even now, though, they write their simple compositions and stories more correctly than they talk. “They are very fond of singing, but do not carry a tune very well, in spite of their musical inclinations. Their own voices are- so different from ours. All the songs I have heard in the native dialect are more of a slow chant than anything else; not a par- ticle of melody or tune, as I can see. My little ones can sing all of ‘‘America,’’ and part of the ‘‘Red, White and Blue, *’besides- several little motion songs which they un- derstand better than the patriotic ones. “I wish you could hear the first line, O- Columbia de gem of der ocean, ring out some of these mornings; it nearly takes the roof off. They like the swing of the tune, but the words are pretty difficult for the: little folks. “Even these little people whom I have had to teach, the average age being 10 years yet nearly all of these children are servants in other houses than their own. Many times I have seen little boys and girls, my pupils, not more than eight or nine years. old. go home at 10 o'clock and work hard at manual labor until nearly 2 o’clock, when the afternoon session begins. The children who are not servants often have to go out. and work in the fields at noon hour, pitch the rice stalks, bringing them home and pound off the husks from the kernels before they have anything to cook and eat for their dinner. I do vot feel like complain- 5 ing because of variable attendance or tardi- ness under these conditions; I am only glad. when they get here at all. If you could: seen them when I first took up my school work—and see them now. “I hardly know some of their faces for: those of the same children, they are go- bright and responsive,and fall of interest in what is going on, and in their work. Their work may be faulty, but it is not from care- lessness. Filipino children seem born with the power of concentration, or perhaps if is- only patient labor,but anyway they do not. shirk work; they try their best all the time, and need no disciplining except in one mat ter, In the former (Spanish) schools, they have always studied aloud, and it’s simply" impossible to stop it entirely. “There is 80 much to write on the school question I can hardly writeit all. Ihaven’s. a high opinion of these people, intellectual- ly, morally, or any other way; they have- apparently no ambition, but to get enough to eat, and I fear it will be along day be-- fore they are fit to be considered citizens. Actually I think the day will never come for the masses of the people; many seem no- higher than the beasts.”’ The Reason of It. Slopay—The idea! I promised to pay that tailor on the 15th of this month. Here he’s sent me a bill, and it’s only the- first. Newitt—Probably he wants to get in. early to avoid the rush.
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