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.
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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.