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SISTER AHNE.
Sistur Anno tint in Uic porch 'watch'
inn Ihu mitisct. The luminary whom
olil fnsliioiieil iocH liavo lnilizctl witli
fill ROitu of li'imcH, ponncr tlian tlt'urado
their vcipts with tliu lim- old Saxon
word "sun" this jilain't of many
aliases was iiovit more njilondi l than
on .ho pri'sent occasion. Tht'io was a
purpto cdji' of hill on which ho was
hovering, red and cnounotis, as if ho
wcro iccoiiiioilt'iing thti lingo stoops
down which ho was nbont to plunge.
On tho set rated crct of the purple hill
waved u fow plumy trees, standing
blackly against tho liery glow, liko
watching warriors thrown out against
tho flame of some besoigod nnd burn
ing fortress. All along tho meadows
and creeks that sti etched from tho baso
of tho purple hill to tho porch where
Sister Anno was sitting, a tide of gol
den light was slowly ebbing. A mo
ment ago it was rippling over tho (jar.
den walks, making, liko a second l'ac
tolus, tho very gravel valuable, and
now it lias receded and washes the
edges of tho green meadows below,
and trickles through tho thin, transpa
rent leaves of tho motionless maple.
.Now tho old standard boat on tho
shore of tho narrow creek suddenly
fjlitters liko Cleopatra's galley, as tho
waves of light dash silently over it ;
and lol an instant passes, tho galley is
gone, and tho splitting planks and
mouldering keel again lie sadly on lho
sands. So ebbs this wonderous tide,
silently but swiftly, until it reaches tho
base of the purple hill ; then trembling
an instant on tho grass and rocks, it
suddenly sinks, or evaporates, or disap
pears like a fairy sea, and tho shores
it washed aro cold, nnd iray, and
dull.
Sister Anne loved sunsets. Tiiero
was an idolen splendor about tho hour
ot evening that suited her temperament
an atmosphere of opiate vapar that
seemingly emanated from tho rctirinc
)iaiiei, miiiiig nor nno a dreamy repose.
The truth i, that Sister Anno was
lazy. When other girls wcro hem
ming tho edges of mysterious garments,
or cutting geometric figures out of
linen, or stitching a pattern dimly seen
through cambric fastened over tho pa
jer on .vhioh thoy were traced j while
industrious maidens wero doing all
these useful and ornamental things,
Sister Anne was used to sit in tho
window if it was summer, and by the
Gro if it was winter, and dream. She
had tho air of a dreamer. Her feat
ures wero still and regular : her eyes
large and dark , and when she moved
thero was a drowsy pliancy in her
limbs that made her seem as if sho had
lived by tho fairy lake on tho shores
of which Tennyson's Lotos Eaters
dreamed life delightfully away. Her
two sisters looked on Sister Anno as
uttoily lost. She was altogether uso
Us?, and did not contribute ouo jot
into the general fund of labor. There
was not on all Long Island so lazy a
maiden. Sho know not how to make
pastry or butter. Her sowing was
wretchedly crooked and uneven ; and
as to knowing anything about cutting
a dress, why Sister Anne might as
soon bo oxnected to draw out the plan
of a fortification as to perforin that
nice and intricate branch of female me
chanics. Sho loved tho woods, how
ever, and tho gicen leaves, ana was
very industrious in the lino of gather
ing wild flowers and attending on tho
birds. Sister Anno was a slave to tho
feathered tribe. Sho was not black,
nor did sho wear gold rings on her
ankles or any other sign of serfdom,
still sho was as much a slave as if sho
was copper-colored and fettered with
gold. She followed tho oriole from
tree to tree anxiously and timidly, as a
courtier haunting tho presencu of his
king. For hours together sho would
lio in tho tall grass or tho lields watch
in" tho blackbird with his crimson
epaulets, keeping watch from a lofty
tree ever his wife as sho sat iu her nest
built in tho swaying forks of tho cold-
en rod Tho cat-bird was to her a
sourco of singular nnd endless delight
and admiration. His elegant shape,
his jaunty swagger, his splendid con
fidence, his immense vocul genius, all
captivated her, and sho would hide be
hind n tree and hour after hour watch
his gambols in tho branches. I wilt
not say that the birds know Sister
Anne, Sho was no bird-tamer, like
tho chnrmiiiK dream-girl in George
Sand's romance of Teverino, nnd I
doubt if sho called ever so long wheth
er any of her feathered friends would
attend to her : but slill I think tho
birds folt by rare instinct, as indescri
bable as any of the strange spiritual
phenomena that aro disclosing them
selves nowadays, that Sister Anno was
their worshiper. Unt bird and oriole,
it seems to me, permitted tho voung
gill to come closer than any other idler
in the helds.
It mav be supposed that theso erra
tic habits wero not very much lolished
by Sister Anne's family. Sho was gen
erally up a tree when sho should have
been mending stockings, and those
wild. wood sports ol tiers tint not pro
duce a very favorable effect upon her
toilet. Her gowns wcro sadly rent,
ami her shoes woro out with astonish
ing rapiditys while tho maiks of thorns
on her small, delicate hand'', acd tho
tan on her quiet, dreamy laco wero not
tho most favorablo additions to her
personal appearance. Sho was a moral
1 , . e '.. -1.. ..t .1. l
woeu in u iiiuuiy in iiiiiviug mm use
ful plants ; a toy in tho midst of a
whole tactorv lull nt industrial ma
chines. In vain did mother and sis
ters remonstrato ; in vain did thoy
point to liaslcetH lull ot nwtul shirts
yet unsown, and terrible handkerchiefs
unliemmed. Sister Anno, turned a lazy
glance and deaf ear to all, and Hod
to tho tiehls, when tho Hinging ot
tho birds and tho breath of tho tlowors
consoled her for all her troubles.
So Sister Anno sat in tho porch and
ireamcd. Was it of her friond tho
oat bird, or her comrade tho oriole t
Did llowers dance, before her mind s
eye, or did sho wander amidst visionary
forests ! Sister Anne dreamed of none
of these, much as sho loved them. Hut
two summers ngo, a young fellow, with
blue blight eyes, and long dark hair,
came to board for threo mouths at tho
house, bringing with him a small va
lise nnd a largo skoloh-book. He, too,
liko faistor Anne, wandered all day in
tho woods and fields, and it often hap
pened that they wondered together.
They explored tho pleasant beaches
that lio along tho Sound opposite ' to
hazy Norwalk shore. Thoy watched
the gnmbols of tho sunshine upon tho
bluo waters and lho plumy woods (
and that summer Sister Anno heard
sweeter musio than the song of birds,
and had other companions than the
oriolo nnd cat-bird. Tho young artist,
Stephen Uasquo, was a now revelation
to tho young girl. For tho first time
sho has found one who understood her
lovo of nature, and did not look upon
her ndoration of birds and floweiH as
mere folly. Ho talked of nrt nnd
beauty, and Sister Anno awakened to
poetry, until then a divinity unknown
lio lent her a couple volumes of Ten
nyson nnd she beheld how, by a magio
an, life and substance, and nil tho pas
(dons of beauty of earth, could betinns
ierrcd into print nnd paper to livo for
over. In tho midst of this delight'
fid dream dream far moro delicious
than all her bird and forest visions,
btephen Basque packed up his smalt
valiso and largo sketch-book, and went
off to New York Oily to pursue, his
art. Poor Sister Anno was left doublv
alone i nnd when she went out into the
helds for tho hrst tune after Ids depart
ure, it seemed as it tho birds no longer
knew her as of old. Sho wandered
now less than of yore, but stmt herself
up in her room, which soon began tu
no littered with nits ot paper scrawled
all over. Her mother and sisters
grumbled in vain ; her litllo room was
to her n sanctum v, mid sho Hod there
from persecution. It seems to me at
that moment 1 allude to Bister Anno
sat on tho porch and dreamed of Steph
en Basque.
"As usual idle I Will you never
do anything useful child t" "cried Mrs.
l'lymoti, Sister Anne's excellent moth
er. "Look nt your sisters busy on fath
er's sbirt, and you you do nothing
but sit like a lady all day long, with
your hands beloro you.
''I can't work," mother answered Sis
tor Anne, starling from tier roveiie
with an expression of sudden pain, a.s
tho old lady emerged from tho eottagi'
noor, nor large hands p irooiled with
washing. "I know I am very useless
to you, but it pains me to sow."
"Pains? trash!" cried Mrs. Plymott.
'You aro the skit of tho whole village.
Do you know what they call you? You
don't? well they call you Mother Plyin
ott's Duchess.""
Sister Anno smiled sadly.
"Wo have no titles iu America," she
said, "so thuy are wrong."
'Oh! its easy to turn the matter into
a jest, but I tell you it's no joko for
me to have n child that is not ablo to
earn a cent for herself, or savo ono for
me. What would you do Miss,'' tho
old woman continued with a savage
sneer, "if father and I wero to die ?
How would you earn your bread,
eh?"
"I don't know exactly," said Anne,
"but 1 don't suppose that God would
allow mo to die of starvation any more
than lie allows the robin nnd tho chip-ping-bird."
Mrs. Plymott burnt into n loud
coarso laugh.
"So you'd livo on berries, and sleep
in tho hedges, my pretty little robin,
would you ? Oh! how pleasant you'd
find it! I'll lay in a lot of poke berries
for you this fall, and your feeding will
bo cheap dining tho wintor."
"Does my feeding cost you much,
mother?" aked Sister Anne, mild-
iy-
"Moro than you aio worth," was tho
biulal reply.
'Then it shan't cost you anything
for the future,'' aeswered the young
girl, whoso dreamy face lit up for
a moment with a Hash of insult
ed pride.
"Oh! wo'ro offended, aro wo ? wo
aro going to earn our own living !
Good luck to you child ! Let us see
how long this good resolution will
last-" "
"Longer than you imagine, mother"
said Sister Anne, retiring quietly tohor
room.
She had taken on n sudden strange
resolution, Her arrangements wero
quicklv made. She packed up a few
things in a small bundle, examined her
pockets, which sho found contained ex
actly tho sum of eight and sixpence.
This done, etio sat herself down to her
little tablo and continued to write on
sovcrnl strips of paper until lato in tho
night.
The next morning Sister Anno was
up bv daylight, rcinspecting her little
bundle of clothes, and making her
slips of paper up into a small parcel.
This done, sho slipped into tho bieak
fast parlor, and sat down to breakfast
calmly, as usual.
"Well, aro you going to idlo lo-dar.
as usual?" said her sister Mary.
"No," auswerol Sister Anne, with n
queer smile, "I am going to be very in
dustrious." Then as sooli as breakfast was con
cluded, slioetolo out unobserved by
her industrious family, and, bundle, in
hand, set off for tho railway station,
which was distant about two miles. As
sho walked along tho scrubby plain the
lazy dreamer seemed to havo vanished.
Sho ran and skipped along, and tossed
her bundle aloft, and sang vaguo melo
dies to herself, The face ho still anil
calm seemed on firo with bold resolve,
Assuredly Sister Anno had some great
scheme in her littlo head.
Sho roaehed tho station, paid from
out of her eight shillings for a ticket
tobowiork, and seated bersolf tim
idly iu a vacant chair. It was tho first
timo in her lilo that Sister Anno had
been on a railroad, and it was with
much wonder nnd alarm that sho be
held herself hirleil along until trees,
and fields, and houses seemed to melt
into n confused nws. Fro sho had
ceased to trcmblo nnd wonder the cars
wont moro and moro slowly, and sho
was informed that she had arrived at
llrooklyn. She hurried. out, and fol
lowing tho stream, found herself on
board a forry boat, and in n few seo
onds across tho river, and in a great
city. Never having boon in Now
York but onco before, Sister Anno
know nothing whatever of tho hugo
town, but being a stout littlo body,
nnd having learned a sort of fearless
freedom from her friends tho birds, sho
asked tho first person sho met to direct
her to tho ofllcoof tho Aloe dailynows
paper. Tho man said ho was going in
that direction, nnd that if sho would
keep him in sight ho would point out
lho very door. So Sister Anno, with
her precious bundle in her hand, trot
ted off after her civil L'tiidu until thov
reached that cluster of streets that nil
merge into tho Park, and whero nows
paper offices nro as thick as blackber
ries. "There Miss," said lho mau, point
ing to n tall, dirty-looking building,
"thero is tho office of tho Dally Aloe.
Editor's rooms are on tho third story."
"Thank you, air," nnswered Sister
Anne, with n littlo bird liko nod of tho
head, and in n moment eho was climb
ing up tho steep stairs, dimly lighted,
leading to tho editor's room.
No ono eoemed to tnko tho slightest
notico of her as sho entered. Seven or
eight men wcro all sitting at desks, cut
ting up nowspapuis, writing ns if by
steam, turning over new books, amidst
a horriblo litter of papers aud pons,
and all thcparaphcrnaliaof an editorial
r otn. Sister Anno timidly inquired
if the editor could be seen. Tho
scratching of pens ceased for an instant
ono of tho men looked up, pointed
with his pen to nn inner door, and uent
on writing again. In the inner room
the child found a handsomo bearded
gentleman alone, and very busy writ
ing. She stood Jor some timo a littlo
inside lho door, expecting that ho
would look up. Ho seemed, however,
as unconscious of her presenco a.s if she
did not oxist.
"Please, Sir 1" said Sister Anne,
after waiting to bo spoken to as long
ns she thought was reasonable.
Tho gentleman looked quickly up.
"What can I do for you'" said he,
kindly enough, but still looking as if
he wished that she had not interrupted
him.
"Please Sir," said tho intruder, "I'm
Filbert 1';
This singular announcement seemed
to cause immense sttipriso to tlio editor
of tho Aloe 1 why it's impossible! You
can't lie more than fourteen!"
"I'm fifteen," "answered Sister Anne,
"and indeed, Sir, I'm Filbert."
'Sit down," said the editor "and tell
mo wh.it I can do for you."
Sister Anno took a seat, and put her
hand in her pocket, from which sho
extracted a paper bundle. "Here,"
she said, "are ten moro poems, Sir.
I think they aro as good as the fiist
ones."
Tho editor took them with n smile,
glanced at, tho handwriting, seemed
convinced of the littlo authoress' iden
tity, and said :
Who taught you to writo suoh char
ming poetry?''
"1 don't know, sir," nnswered Sister
Anne, Hushing, "but I think I learned
it in the fields, aud from tho birds and
trees."
"And your name is "
"Anne Plymott, Sir. I live on Long
Island, but 1 havo conio to New York
to see if cm earn any money by writ
ing." "It's n hard trade, answered the edi
tor, gloomly.
"Ail trades are hard," said Sister
Anne, with a hopeful smile, "but
peoplo succeed in making money by
them."
"Yes," answered the mini of letters,
"but a cabinet maker lias a better
chanco than a bookmaker. There is
a greater call for mahogany than for
mind."
"Uut my poems are surely worth
something," said tho innocent with a
confident glance.
"Of that there is no doubt, liut you
won't get anyone to give you anything
for them."
"What!" exclaimed Sister Anue.
"Don't you pay for poetry ? '
'My dear young lady," answered the
editor at w Aloe, "we only pay for
news nnd valuable matter."
"So yon won't pay me for r.ny of my
poems?"
"ft would, I assuio you, bo a devia
tion from our established rule.''
"If tlu-v aro not valuable, why, then.
did you publish them?" asked Sr.ster
Anne, with untaught logic.
"Ik'causo wo thought them good,
and some of our readers liko good
poetry."
"Tljen if your readers like it, it is
wortli paying" for."
The editor of the Aloe smiled com
passionately at the intiocetit poetetu,
who expected to receive money in re
turn for her labor and her mind. It
was certainly a very absurd expecta
tion.
"Givo mo my poems, Sir," said Sister
Anno very brusquely, "I can't afford to
givo them for nothing,"
"And wo can't allord to buy them.
answered tho editor, very courteously
handing back the bundle of manu
script. Sister Anno bowed majestically.
took her bundle, nnd stalked indignant
ly out of tho office. When she got out
into tho street, howover, a siok, hope
less sensation seemed to crawl over
her heart. All her anticipations were
destroyed at a single blow. Tho poems
wineii sno had labored at in secret, and
which, when sho saw them published,
had given birth to such wild hopes,
wero then ot no actual value, nnd nil
her expectations of making monoy and
supporting herself-wcro at an end". Sho
would havo given worlds to havo gono
back into tho ollico and asked tho edi
tors advico as to what sho should do.
but her prido was wounded and sho
would not stoop to ask a favor of one
who sho thought had treated her so
badly. Oh! if sho could only meet Mr.
Stephen Basque. So bIio walked through
too crowned streets, whero sho was
jostled and pushed nbout by tho eager
throng of people, each bent on tho
samo money-getting errand as herself;
and shorcstedla llltloinonoof tho parks
and took a cheap meal in ono of tho
restaurants, winch consumed all hor re
maining money except n few cents, and
then as evening camn on, she felt as if
sho would gladly havo encountered
death sooner than faoa the groat heart
less city oy night.
Poor Sister Anno was completely be
wildered. What was sho to do? No
friends, no mnncy, no place to sleep. It
was terrible ; und sho now began to re
gret having stalked oil' so majestically
from that practical editor who would
not pay lor poetry.
Sho was looking through tho window
of u brilliantly lighted print-shop, and
admiring tho splendid engravings, in
spite of tho tears that filled her oyes,
when sho observod n voung man ston
and look at her very attentively. It
was not dillicult to frighten Sister' Anno
now. It wns night, nnd her friends
tho birds, however bold by day, wcro
uiuuruus iinieeu at nigni, anil sno was
liko them j o tho steady gazo of this
young man alarmed her- Sho imme
diately moved away, but to her great
dismay lie followed her, nnd presently
nddreased her. Ho said that it was "a
beautiful night, but Sister Anno only
quickened her pace. Ilo next ventured
j on a remonstrance about hor running
lawny so quickly from him, and oooly
passed his arm under hers. Poor Sis
ler Anno thought she would sink into
tho earth.
"Go away 1 Plcaso to go away, Sirl"
sho cried, half fainling. "I don't
know you I I don't wish you to follow
me!"
"Hut really I can not bo so ungallant
ns lo let you walk alone," said the
young man, pertinaciously. "Pray let
inu sec you home."
"I tiavu no home!" cried Sister
Anne, in an agony of fear.
"Oil, ohl" cried her companion; "so
that's it. Let mo offer you one,
then."
"Ohl" murmured tho poor girl, "if
Stephen Basque wns only herel"
"Who calls for Stephen Htisquc?"
said a passer-by, suddenly catching tho
words and slopping.
"I II" cried Sister Anne, rushing
lo-w'nrd tho new-comer. "Do you
know him?"
"vVliy, Sister Anno! Is it possible
that this is you?" cried Stephen himself,
winding a protecting arm around her.
"What's the row ?"
"That man that maul" sobbed Sis
ter Anne, pointing to a respectable
looking, fat, old gentleman, who had
just slopped, attracted by the scene.
Stephen marched up to him instantly-
"What did you mean, Sir," said he,
"by insulting this lady?"
"Me!" exclaimed tho man, "I nevor
saw her before in my life?"
"Oh, it isn't him 1" cried Anne, who
by this timq had recovered her senses,
then looking round for tho true delin
quent, it was found that ho had van
ished, Stephen, of course, offered his
apologies to the bewildered old gentle
man, and explained tho mistake; then
making Sister Anno tnko his arm, ho
burst through tho little crowd that had
already formed around them, nnd
inarched up the street.
"I know you weio in tho city," lie
said to his companion, as soon as they
wore clear of tho throng: "the editor of
the Aloe related to ma a curious inter
view lie had with you to day. Where
aro you staying ?"
"Nowhere," said Sister Anne, red
witli shame.
"Why, how is that ?"
"I havo no money. I expected to
bo paid for my poems," and tho poor
child sobbed bitterly.
"That, indeed, was expecting much.
So you really wrote those delightful
poems ? Why, Sister Anne, or Filbert,
you are a genius I"
"That's very good to mo if I can't
mako money," said Filbert, still sob
bing. "Not by poetry, certainly. Hut has
it never entered your littlo head that
there is a stylo ot composition named
prose. Peoplo always pay for prose."
Sister Anno lifted her head. Thero
was a gleam of liopo in this.
"Do you think I could writo proso ?"
she said, timidly.
'If you try hard, I think you might.
I know a very respectable old lady who
ket'ps a nico boarding houso on Fourth
Avenue. You shall go thero to-night 1
I'i the morning I will eco if I can not
get some newspaper to givo you an en
gagement to writo some pretty
country sketches. You can call them
'Dried Leaves,' or some other vegcta
blo title, and ihoy will bo sure to suc
ceed.'' Sistor Anno said nothing, but grate
fully pressed Stephen's arm, and that
night when she was installed nt old
Mrs. Hritton's boarding house, sho
blessed the oung fellow with a virgin
prayer
So, after all, Sister Anuo staid in
New York, and set up for herself.
Stephen got her an engagement on tho
Weekly Gong, nnd very soon some
sensation began to bo created by her
series of sketches entitled "Lichens,"
under the signature of "Maitland
Moss." She was paid for these tolera
bly well and had the triumph of writ
ing homo to her family that sho was
now supporting herself.
After she had ben six months in tho
city, and had been asked to Miss Han
sack's literary soirees, and actually was
on the eve of publishing a book, Ste
phen Hasquo catno into her room ono
day with dancing eyes.
"Gilbert 1 ho cried, "1 want you to
come and pay a vis't with me."
"Whero t said 1'ilbert, raising hot
head from her desk on which sho was
writing.
"At a lady's answered Stephen with
an exulting smilo.
"What lady s, and bister Anno felt
a foreshadowing of ovil.
'Well, Gilbert, tho tact u, rm go
ing to bo married, and Why, Fil
bert, what's tho matter ?"
Poor Filbert was as palo as death.
Sho bent her head over her desk, and
tier wholo frame quivered. Poor child!
she had loved tho young follow silent
ly for two long years, and ho was now
going to take another to bo his darling.
it was very naru lor tier to uear.
'!' ilbert nro yon ill ? cried Stephen
lifting her hand gently.
"No, Nol" she cried impatiently.
shrinking from his touch. "It was
only a pain produced by stooping so
long. I am ready, Stephen ; let us go
and sco your brido 1" and Sister Anno
roso with a steady countenance, and
proceeded to put on tier bonnet.
"'ou will not havo to go far," cried
Stephen, with a strange, iovous twin.
kio iu his eves, "sno is waiting round
of ..... I.lf !
"Come!" said Sister Anne, marching
to her martyrdom with sublimo resolu
tion. "Tell me, Stephen, is sho pret
ty !"
"Lovely as tho dawn I"
"Young 1"
"About seventeen."
"Clover ?"
"Well, yes. Sho is rather silent,
however, but sho looks intellectual,"
"May God bless you and her 1" cried
Sister Anne, clasping his hand con
vulsively as thoy reached tho door of
the studio.
"Amen !'' answered Stephen fer
vently, returning tho pressure.
Tho door opened and they entered.
Tho room was emptv.
"Sho is gono tired of waiting, per
haps," murmured poor Anne, with a
sigh ot relief.
"No she is behind this curtain," an
swered atophon, stepping up to n red
merino curtain that hung across ono
side ot the studio. "1 ilbert, allow rao
to present you to Miss Anue Ply'
inott." '
Ho drow tho curtain suddenly aside,
and lo, thero in a hugo gold frame, Fil
bert saw a full-length portrait of her.
self. Sho uttered o cry of joy and
running to Stephen, hid her blushing
checks on his breast. ,
"You surely aro not surprised, Fil
bert?" said Stephen, half reproachful
ly. "1 am," sho answered. "I never
dreamed of being so happy. What
made you paint this picture, though?"
"It was my way of asking you
whether you would havo me. You
havo no', answered vet, though, Fil
bert."' Filbert took tlu young artist by the
hand, and leading him up to tho pic
ture, said, "There, Sir, is your bride.
Why don't you kiss hor ?"
"True," said Stephen, "I forgot that;
but instead of kissing tho picture ho
kiss-id lho original, who screamed a
littlo, blushed more, called him hard
names, and then nestled up closer to
him than over.
"Filbert," said Stephen, after a
pause, "I intend to nsk the editor of
tho to bo my bridesman."
"I consent,'' cried Filbert gayly.
"If he had paid mo for my poems'l
snotild not have met vou that night,
and-" ' b
"I should not havo painted your pic
ture?" "Tell your friend the editor, Stephen,
that I have forsaken poetry foievor."
"But you have not "
"I have. Am I not going to bo mar
ricd ?"
Pursued by Cannibals.
The London Standard prints a re
markable story of adventure. It is a
letter containing a plant hunter's ac
count of his stewardship iu New
Guinea. He was one of a parly of six
sent out by tho proprietors of a Mel
bourne newspaper to explore tho into
rior of tho great island. "Iu our litllo
schooner," ho says, "wo went up a
very large liver oil" or two miles wide;
the captain would not let us land, as
ho wished to explore tho river first.
This main river turned out to bo nn es
tuary, though not known before.
From it wo went up a new river,
which was called tho Syme, for many
miles, passing several mouths of other
rivers, all now to white men, and
which wero duly named. Wo were
anxiously looking out lor natives or
their villages, but saw none. All the
way up for miles this Syuio was affect
ed by the tides, but when receding we
had to use alt our strength to fight
against the powerful current to get up
ward. Tho naturalist and I were of
ten anxious to get on shore ; but no,
our captain wanted to get to tho top
of the river, or as far as wo could, and
then return and begin land explora
tions, we went up many miles, until
tho current was so strong that wo
could not get any farther. Wo could
sea tho banks of tho river were closhed
with lofty trees, palms, and in many
instances ferns of largo dimensions.
There was ono tree (I could not tell
what it was) ono evening most bril
liantly lit up with tito-Hics a most
wonderful sight.
"On our return down tho liver to
ward tlio mouth of tho sea, whero wo
ntended to begin exploring inland, wo
saw a sight that made us shudder a
largo number of canoes crammed ful
of natives, cannibals. These wretches
livo further round tho coast, nnd make
periodical trips down tho coast to tho
moro harmless natives, and clear them
out, killing all before them. They are
called the Dugarra men. They havo
leciraated the coast tribes almost to a
man. in some instances they take
hem back and kill nnd eat them.
Hero was a dilemma, and the force of
tho current was fast taking us into
their midst. We, however, managed
to get our littlo schooner to tho wind
ward and set hail, at tho samo timo as
sisting her with all our power with tho
lingv we Had. Might was coming on.
so t hat wo managed to esoape through
tho darkness. Tho next thing was.
what to do. Our captain was sick ;
he had been unwell for some days. At
last, as a ruse, wo set all sails on the
sohooner for up the river and abandon
ed her, getting into the dingy and row
ing to tho side of tho river. Having
done this, wo sank tho dingy in tho
mangroves that grew fearfully thick.
Wo hoped thoy would see our schooner
and wo should escape. Wo had to
leave all behind except a few odds and
ends wo could hurriedly get a littlo
medicine, our guns, and some oatmeal
and a fow biscuits. Wo thus started
for tho coast, to find it through swamps
and mangrove, every moment expect
ing tho cannibal wretches at our feet.
On we went, nnd at last, weary, made
a bed on the ground whero best wo
could. In lho morning we found our
selves on tho edgo of a largo Hat of
coiti gray soil, covered with pitcher
plants ; but on wo went. Then wo
catno to a largo creek or river ; had to
get through as beet wo could tho
blazing tropical sun overhead, the mi
asmatic steam from tho swamps envel
oping us. Some of us began to feel n
touch of tho fever ; one got light-
noancii lor awhile. Wo continued for
three or four days at this game, and
nothing to eat but dry oatmeal. One
moining wo were crossing a native
iiuuung ground, and presently, with
out warning, a Biiear camo whizzinc
iiiroiign tno air and struck ono of our
men in tho foot, going clean through
boot and foot. Wo thought our end
had come, and determined to dio des-
porately ; but tho natives decamped as
quickly as wo mado up our minds to
iigut it out, lor wo could not tind one.
On wo went, and reached tho coast at
last."
Fish and Fowl at Ovh Shot r
send you a particular incident that Imp.
poucd with mo whilo going around the
shore of a pond near Kalamazoo, Mich..
ill semen oi cr nn en mieu-a Ti,n
morning s I c n oemr nvnr. ri nt
duck in tho bushes, nnd upon wading
nut to get it i noticed cnnsiderablo
uuiiiiiiuiiuii umuiijj vim utisnes gust ue-
VOIld tho duck, and Hllimnur.il nf nnnrcn
that I had killed another duck. You
can imagine my Astonishment when
instead oi n auuk. l fnmui timi
pound blaok bass with n No. 4 shot in
its head was making the disturbance.
1 havo seen a nitrcon and n snnirmi
killed with tho samo charge, but when
. n .1. i ...
VUU 1TCL HSU U1HI inw nr. Ilia aninn I mn
it simply boats tho record. Forett
ami aircarn.
Electrio lighting is said to bo flour
ishing moro in America than lu Eng
land. Upwards of 90,000 lamps are
alight every night in tho United
Estates.
A Leander of the Missouri,
An Indian named Tsi-ung-cho.nng,
ouo of tho nomads who havo been
roaming about Bismark, D, T., and vi
cinity for sonio time, performed a won
derful feat recently in tho presenco of
a fow admirers of his tribo who gath
ered to witness his exhibition of daring
nnd strength.
The hero of tho tale is a strong,
square-built, good-looking Indian, and
his feat was to swim the Missouri with
his left hand tied behind him, his re
ward for this being tho hand and heart
in marriage of a daughter of ono of
liis fellow-scalpers. The wonder of
tho fact was not only in swimming the
treacherous stream with ono arm fast
ened behind him, but in going in water
almost as cold as ice, with his buck
skin trowscrs on to catch the sand and
threaten to pull him to tho bottom.
At ten o'clock in tho morning tho
daring follow was in readiness, and ad
mirers, together with tho girl of his
choice, wero on tho bank just above
tho bridgo to seo him start. It was a
thrilling and pathetic scene. The
young gallant gazed up and down tho
treacherous stream, whilo tho girl ki
yied and sang in a wictd, mournful
manner a seemingly plaintive love
chant. It was n novel and certainly'
interesting scene.
Everything was in readiness. The
young Indian, with a graceful wave of
liis right hand, nnd amid tho encour
aging shduts of tho other reds, shook
the hand of tho fair prizo for which ho
was risking his life, chopped off a lit
tle aboriginal music in a sort of a
good-by, halloo if-I-don't-see you-again
air and plunged into tho river. A yell
then went up from tho crowd of spec
tators. Ilo struck out boldly, paddled
himself along .villi one hand.
When he reached the middle of tho
stream he raised his arm and went
straight down, disappearing beneath
tho muddy surface. As lho water
closed over him tho maiden, who had
been watching every movement with
interest, manifested great norvous ex
citement, and just as she was about to
jump into tlio frail canoe, which was
half launched, her lover appeared with
a careless toss of the head, and his
raven locks floated upon tho surging
waters.
As ho neared tho opposite shore the
admiring braves, led by the girl, be
gan waving their hands and singing a
song of joy, and when he reached tho
bank and stood facing his admirers,
loud wero tho exclamations of glad
ness sent up from tho point where he
started.
It's No Use.
The real, solemn fact is that no
body, man or woman, statesman or
tramp, can strike an icy spot in public
and go cavorting around to bring up
with a crash on tho flagstones without
feeling moro or less poisoned against
tho wholo world. At such a time any
words of consolation yon may offer are
like cranberry sauce offered to a man
with tho lockjaw.
Recently ns a woman of 50 years
and 180 pounds was passing the city
hall she struck tho spot which had been
looking for her ever since tho first
freczo-up. An exclamation of aston
ishment was followed by a yell of
alarm, and while she wns wondering
what mado the sidewalk bob around
so she sat down in four Paris styles.
Close behind her was a philanthropist,
and as he rushed to her assistance ho
said :
"Never mind, madam, tho day is
coming when everybody will bo pro
vided with air-cushions, nnd a fall will
mako our porous plasters stick the
ighter. Allow me to send a messen
ger for a derrick to hoist you on your
iiiin .iiaiii.
fcho refused his offer, and after a
struggle reached her feet. Then she
seized tho fence with ono hand, and
waving tho other in the air she scream
ed out:
"Air-cushions ! Derricks ! Pins 1
Porous plasters 1 you old bow-legged,
bald-headed bean-pole, if my husband
don't hunt you down and make you
eat your own ears I won't livo with
him another day' Go on with you 1"
And tho broken-hearted man went
on. Detroit Free l'ress.
The Inauguration.
Tho executive committee on inaugu
ral ceremonies having extended nn in-
vitation to tlio .National Guard of Ponn
sylvan'a to participate in the parade
incident to the inauguration of Grovor
Cleveland as President of tho United
States, and this invitation having been
accepted tho division will parade in
Washington, l. u., March a, 1885.
Tho quartermaster's department will
furnish the necessary transportation for
troops and brigado bands. No trans
portation will bo furnished for their
horses. Tho quarters and subsistence
must bo supplied by and iu chargo of
respective regimental, battalion and in
dependant company organizations. Tho
troops will parado in full uniform of
tho National Guard of Pennsylvania,
great coats, oianKct bags, haversacks
and canteens, and will carry three days'
cooked rations. On tho morning of
tho parado each brigade will be inspect
ed by the brigado inspector, and any
oflicor or enlisted man not fully equip-
lcii iu inu umiuiin us prt'uenueu in
general orders No. 5, C. S. 1880, Ad
jutant General's office, will not be per-
milieu to paraut. nrigauo command
ers aud staff, commanding officers of
regiments nnd bUlnlions must parade
mounted. Specifb instructions and de
tailed movement of troops will bo pub-
usueu inter.
Heavy Defalcation.
"I understand," said a man to an ac
quaintance, "that you are no longer
postmaster at lloruville."
I'That's a fact."
"Did you resign ?"
"No they shoved mo out."
"What for ?"
'Misappropriation of funds, they
said."
"But you nro not guilty, aro you?"
"Well, I camo out fifty cents short."
"That all t Thoy should have mado
no complaint about bo small an amount.
"Only fifty cents ?''
"That's all."
"That's Btrango. What was the to
tal amount of receipts during tho entire
ytar ?"
"3eventy-3vo ctnts." Arkansas
Traueler.