I'l if A HEARMY *5% 11 -r (/TNJN TRIE/VT PIIFFE Wfl AM old anil I am yfg i MIHHr I weary, and my 'EI marching days I can hoar the misty W. J jfl'MJO-'' river, breaking on Its ghostly S/\ " shore; At the window, with my crutches, as the daylight fades away, I sit and watch the shadows 'neath the hoary maples play: It Is then I hear the music of a bugle loud sr.d shrill. And the long roll In the twilight seems to come from yonder hill; But awake or dreaming ever 1 can see the old blue lines. And again the army marches—marches underneath the pines. With a tread that echoes ever In the vet eran's heart to-day, Marches still that grand old army, 'mong the trees so far away; And I its banners floating proudly 'gainst the azure sky. Just as though beneath my window it to day were passing by; I can recognize the comrades touching el bows as of yore. With a beautiful devotion that will live forever more; And the sun in cloudless heavens upon blade and bay'net shines. And the breezes stir the pennons of the army in the pines. Sitting here 1 count the marches one can never more forget, 1 can see the gleaming camp-tires when the stars their natch have set; Yonder rides the graybeard colonel, with a comrade's smile for all, That morning In the wilderness, he- was the first to fall; I remember how we laid him 'neath the dark green branches low, And turned to meet the charges of the ever valiant foe; I seem to hear war's thunder as it rolled along our lines, Waking not the dear old colonel, sleeping sweetly 'neath the pines. But my crutches oft remind me that our battle flags are furl'd. That where we fought the angel Peace pro claims to all the world That love cements the sections ar.d that, brothers true to-day. Beneath the starry banner fair stand both the Blue and Gray; The roses bloom in beauty where we heard the mad shells scream, And southern lilies grow beside the squad ron guarded stream, And everywhere, this sacred day, love gratefully entwines A fragrant wreath in memory of the army in the pines. The sound of music thrills me; they are coming down the street, I plainly hear upon the wind the tramp of many feet: With nature's treasures beautiful they march again to keep Memorial day and crown the boys where side by side they sleep; They see me at the window and salute me as they pass. I lift my hand and smile on them, but very soon they pass, jwy old, old eyes grow misty and 1 cannot see the lines. Though I seem to hear the army once again among the pines. There's another army marching 'neath the heavens soft and blue. Its leaders are not many now, Its privates, too, are few; One by one they cross the river to the camp where all Is still, Where drums to battle never beat and bugles never thrill: Memorial day grows sweeter as the long years glide away, And loving nature yields her gifts alike for Blue and Gray; And soon where the last veteran sleeps will creep the summer vines, And evermore will silent be the camps among the pines. --T. C. Harbaugh, in Ohio Farmer. AT A BROTHER'S* vH* "* - vou ,!Vt>r goiu' i-rcl to quit law in'over V that shoatV Von *1 I nn "J os ''have both worth fifty times A'over, an'it ain't no // !|[ A \ nearersettled than » 4 I J i it was five year ago. No I won't give my :onsent to spendin' another nickel in lawin'," and "Ma" Walker gave her foot a determined stamp on the polished kitchen lloor to signify that she meant all she said. To those who knew ".Ma" Walker the stamp she gave meant much. Her mind was made up, and no amount of coaxing and argument could change it. She didn't intend to throw good money after bad in a vain endeavor to get pay ment for a four-dollar shoat for which they had already mortgaged the farm for more than they could pay in the next five years. "Hut, "Ala,* the lawyer says he can git a judgment in the next court, an' then I want to teach Josh that he can't have everything his own way. The lawyer says he'll only need SSO more." "Hiram Walker, you might just as well quit talkin', for 1 tell you 1 won't consent to spendin' another cent. 1 de clare to goodness, it's a downright shame that two brothers can't get along without spendin' all they make in law in'! It's bad enough for Josh, and for you, what's got a family to care for, it's still worse. Vou had just better spend that SSO in buyin' mean' the girls some new clothes, (ioodness knows, we *.eed 'em bad enough; 1 haven't had a jew dress since this lawin' businessbe -an, five year ago; neither has the ,irls." Again tlu- fi*>t of "Ma" Walker struck the floor with a thump that was certain ly impressive, and her husband, finding that he could accomplish nothing bv argument, left the house. If iij s wife wouldn't consent he had no thought of doing what he wished against her wishes, and, besides that, the money that he wanted was her own, there- ceipts from her butter and egg sale*. Xo, Uie case would i.ave togo awhile, but he wouldn't give it up, he would teach Ihn contrary brother the needed lesson in time. 11l the dark days of 'Ol three brothers responded to President Lincoln's call for troops. They came from a quiet farm home in one of the northern coun ties of Indiana. All of them left home for the battlelields with a mother's blessingon their he-ids, but the mother's heart went out especially to the young est, "her baby." lie was but a boy of 1!) tow hom the hard work of the farm had always been more of a burden than his frail body could bear, and for that rea son he was made much of by the other members of the family. Hut men were needed, her sons thought it their place togo, and it was not her part to stand in the way of their duty to their coun try. Month after month wore away. The mother watched anxiously for each mail, and was occasionally rewarded with a letter, always from "her baby." lie told her of his brothers, of the army, of their camp life, of their inarches and their battles, but of himself he told her little except that he was as well as usual. Hut the mother read between the lines. The hardships of campaigning was wearing away "her baby's" health, and how she longed for him. And then one day a letter came from Hiram. His brother, the mother's "baby," was ill, and they would send him home to her. She could feel al THK BROTHERS SIEHT. most glad that lie *as sick for it would bring him back. llow carefully she would nurse him, and by the time the war was over lie should be well again. Hut the mother's hopes were not to lie realized, "ller baby" came hofne to her only to be taken away again forever. Hhe watched beside his bedside; she did all the many lititle things that only a mother knows how to do, but without success. Long before the war was over they had laid him in the little cemetery, and his furlough was extended into eternity. When the old folks died the farm of more than 200 acres was left to Hiram and Josiah Walker, to be divided equal ly or worked together, as the brothers might choose. For several years they farmed their land together, and then Hiram married. After that the land was divided, Hiram taking the part on which the home stood for himself and his bride, and Josiah was to make his home with them. Added to the ties of blood were the ties of comradeship on the battlefields of the south, and they seemed insepar able. Nothing, it seemed, cotdd come between them. They assisted each oth er in their work, they shared each oth er's earnings; they made it a point tj) plant at the same time; they reaped their crops at the same time, and they sold the products of their farms to the same men. Their lives were the happy ones of peace and good w ill. And then came a time of doubt, of hard words, and all the comradeship of the past was forgotten. It was in the winter time, and both brothers were fattening hogs for mar ket. The pens in which their hogs were kept adjoined, and day after day they had stood together and remarked about the condition of the stock. One morn ing as Josiah came out to the barnyard lie found his brother counting his hogs, and as he reached his side Iliram turned to him and said: "Josh, there's a board loose and one of my shoats has worked its way into your pen. I think it's the spotted one in the corner there." "Guess you're mistaken, Iliram; that's my pig; this old sow here is his mother. You'll have to look again, Hi ram, to find your shoat." "But I guess I know my slioaf when I see it. Josh, and 1 tell you that spot ted pig's mine. I'll git in an' catch it and put it back in my pen." "You'll do notliin' of the kind. That spotted pig's mine. I tell you, an'you'll let it alone where it is. I don't believe you've lost a shoat. any way." And so the quarrel started. A pig that either would have gladly given the other had he asked it was to come be tween them. At his first opportunity Hiram car CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, MAY a 6, 1898. ried out his intention of putting the pig into his own pen, and in le*>s than 24 hours afterwards he was arrested on a warrant sworn out by his brother. The case went through the justice court with a decision forJosiah; when appealed to the grand jury the decision was the other way. At a retrial the de cision was again reversed, and then it went to the state courts, where it was tried time after time, until now it had reached the supreme court, and Hiram hoped to have the last decision against him reversed. During the progress of the case both brothers had become heavily involved in raising the money needed to pay court and attorneys' fees. Hiram's farm had been mortgaged, his crops sold to pay the same kind of bills. The needs of his family had counted for naught against this legal monster. 1' * boy had left, school that he might * ne the place of a hired man and so save that expense, as well as that incurred by his schooling. The daughters had done without the clothes the} - were ac customed to. They anil their mother hail worked over their old ones until they would bear no more, and then came this plea for just SSO more. Every plea of this kind had promised to be the last one since the case was first started, and".Ma" Walker had finaliy re belled. "I tell you, g:rl<=, something's got to be done so's your father and Uncle .losh'll make up this senseless quarrel of theirs. I can't, for the life of me, think how we're goin' to do it, but do it we must. Can't one .)f you think out some plan?" A little conference of mother anil daughters was being held in the kitch en. They wanted clothes, and that soon. Here was summer coming on and all of their thin clothing was worn out long before the last summer was over. Something must be done to stop this ravenous legal monster that was de vouring them. "I don't know as it'll work," replied Mary, the youngest, "but anyway we might try it —" "Try what?" cried "Ma" Walker. "You know, ma, pa and Uncle Josh always goto the cemetery Decoration day to fix up Uncle Charley's grave. That's one of the last requests Grand ma Walker made before she died. She said Charley was 'her baby,' and she wanted his grave always kept nice. ISefore this lawsuit pa and Uncle Josh always went together on Decoration day to trim the bushes and fix the sod and-put on the flowers, but now they go by themselves. I'a always goes in the afternoon and Uncle Josh in ;he morn ing, and each take* care of one side of the grave. Maybe if we could get them togo at the same time, and have them meet there without knowing it the re membrances might cause them to make up again." "I just believe it would, Mary, if we could only do it, but your pa's so set in his ways that he wouldn't go at any time he thought Uncle Josh would be there, and Uncle Josh wouldn't go if he thought he'd meet your pa. 1 don't see how we could work it, Mary, they're both that contrary," and "Ma" Walker shook her head over the problem. "Hut, ma, couldn't we make Uncle Josh believe pa was going in the morn ing, or make pa believe Uncle Josh was going in the afternoon," putin Jane. "Now I never thought of that," and "Ma" Walker beamed on hertwodaugh ters. "It takes young heads for new ideas, don't it. I'll just leave it for you two girls to fix up. You've got a way ol gettin' round them two men I never could get." The morning of May .00 was as bright and clear os anyone could a-k. The country people in the part of the eonin tv where the Walkers lived always mad*' the day a holiday—a day devoted to the memories of the brave men who fell in the civil war. Many of them had friends and relatives buried on the battlefields of the south, but there were but few soldier graves in the little churchyard cemetery at home. What few there were, however, received the offerings of the entire community. As Hiram Walker came in from the barn after doing the chores of the morn ing his wife asked how soon after din- ner he was going to the cemetery, say ing she believed r>he would go with him. "I guess I'll go this morning," he re plied. "The girls tell me Josh has took a notion to annoy me by goin' in tht afternoon, an' 1 guess I'll let him have his own way." After the quarrel of five years before Josiah had built himself a house »i --fur from that t-f his brother as pos sible, and at his place there was no sigr of his intention of varying his usua custom of ' isiting the cemetery in tin morning The girls had worked theii plans} dite successfully, and the chime . were the brothers would meet at u place where, for a time at least, the must drop their quarrel over a s' jtted pig. Josiah Walker was kneeling beside the little marble monument clipping the dead branches out of a rose bush over his brother's grave, when he be came aware that some one was ap proaching the grave from the other side of the bush. Glancing around he saw it was his brother. As he rose from his position beside the bush Iliram paused at the side of the grave opposite li i in. "Why do you come here at this time?" demanded Josiah, thoroughly incensed at what he considered an imposition. "And why did you tell my girls that you was corain' in the afternoon," an swered Iliram. "1 came this morning because you told them that." "1 never told the girls nothing of the kind, and you know it. You come here at this time to spite me." The whole scheme that the girls and their mother had worked came to Ili ram in a minute, and stepping a little nearer he said: "Josiah, the girls told me that, nnd now I k*iow why. They can't see any ser.se in this quarrel of ours, and want us to forget it. They thought here at Charley's grave would be a good place for us to meet. Don't you think it is?" Without a word of reply Josiah ex tended his hand across the grave, where it met that of his brother. "Iliram," he said, "we have quarreled for many years. I thought I would never again speak a kind word to you, but beside the grave where our brother and comrade sleeps our quarrel should be forgotten for the time at least. Shall it be?" "Why not let it be forgotten for all time, Josiah? Is a spotted pig worth fite amount of happiness it has cost us?" "It was my pig, Iliram." "Xo. it was mine, Josiah." "Let's call it our pig, Hiram, as it really was?" "That's best, Josiah. Now let's fix up Charley's and mother's graves, and then you must go home to dinner with me, for I suspect 'ma' and the girls will be expecting you." The lawsuit was settled out of court. "Ma" Walker and the girls got their summer dresses, and abundant supply, for they came from both farms, and Jo siah is back at the old home again to live. V.-RIOIIT A. PATTERSON. A GREAT BOOK THIEF. StraiiK<* and liit« k rt»*tlnst History of Count Lil»ri*a Acquired liil»ru ry. Probably the most audacious and successful book thief that ever lived was Count Libri of Florence, who, emi grating to France, became in Isj~ sec retary of a government commission to examine and catalogue the books and manuscripts in the many communal libraries of the country. Availing him self of his opportunities, of the care lessness and ignorance of the custodi ans, and a consummate knowledge of th" treasures unveiled to him, he quiet ly and leisurely despoiled the libraries of hundreds of their choicest manu scripts and most precious heirlooms, carefully obliterating afterward all signs that might lead to their identifica tion. How the collection thus acquired catne into the possession of the late Lord Athburnham; by what means Libri's robberies were afterwards dis j covered and traced back to him; to [ gather with the recent saleof the library at a stupendous increase of price, and tin' methods by which the French gov ernment finally recovered a portion of their long-lost treasures, form a most remarkable and romantic chapter in lit erary history. THE NAMELESS DEAD. w. : v To deck, with flowers, the lonely spot of earth That holds the dust of heroes—nameless dead— Columbia comes; nor aslca the place of birth; They were her sons. In grief she bows her head, While from her heart she breathes to Heaven the prayer That all are joined in love fraternal there. —Ham's Horn. >iiili , t Mahogany is new very generally sub stituted for hickory in themanufacture of wagon wheels in France, it being found cheaper and quite as durable. ARMY AND NAVY WIVES. Women lio I'nnilucl TliemiM'l vfl ilrnvel)* nm Tlielr llunbundM (•<> lu (In- Front. A Chicago woman who was in Wash ington when Cu]>t. Sigsbee, formerly of the warship Maine, left to take com mand of the St. Paul, happened to be at the railroad depot when he took the train. The captain was accompanied by the members ol his family and when seen by the peoplt at the station was given a hearty cheer. The captain kissed the women of his family affec tionately before lie passed through the gate for his train, but they made no tearful demonstration. They looked thoughtful, but apparently had them selves under perfect control and re frained from making even the slightest suggestion of a scene. The Chicago woman and some female friends who were with her marveled at the quiet parting 1 and could not help commenting 011 the scene. "How can they let him go at all?" they inquired of each other. "After what he has been through, saved from death only by a miracle less than two months ago. now can they see him de parting to face more danger without be ing simply out of their minds'? If he were my husband he shouldn't wo!" The women who made these com ments did not bear in mind the fact that this sort of self-restraint, which ap peared so strange to them, is as a rule the fruit of years of trainingon the part of women whose male relatives are at tached to the land or the sea forces of the government. Self-control is bred in the bone of army and navy women. In no country in fl# - world is there so much "service" intermarrying as there is in the United States. There are ex traordinary ramifications of relation ship by marriage in the American army and navy. The result of this is that most of the women whose husbands, fa thers and brothers are now likely to mix in the thick of the impending war are thoroughly imbued with that spirit of abnegation rhat animates the men. They are subscribers to a code of nerve of their own, and the very first clause of this unwritten but all -pervasive code is that it would be quite as weak-kneed and cowardly for tliem to wilt in the face of trouble as it would be for their men to show the yellow. There is, of course, no lack of womanly feeling on the part of the feminine members of the households of American army and navy officers, but their whole environment is such as to bring out the strongest com mon sense of which human beings are capable when the danger to their men becomes most imminent. Their spirit is such that they would take shame unto themselves if they interjected any whimperings into the preparations for departure of their men. Chicago Chronicle. GUNS SAVED FROM EROSION. An Inipe "**nt Invention In tin- I.lne or <.:.u Shell* liti* lleen Suc <'«'»«(ll iI > Tested. An official trial of a specially pre pared shot from Vickers" Sons and Max im's six-inch quick-firing gun was suc cessfully carried out at Kw.mley on March -'s. The trial was of consider able interest, as it is well known tha* after a gun has fired many hundreds of rounds the velocities fall off to some i xtent, due to erosion and other causes. The point of difference whereby this projectile differed from of hers was that an arrangement was screwed on the base of the shell by which a specially prepared ring was made to expand in the eroded portion of the bore, so as io overcome the injurious effect of ero sion. caused by smokeless powders, as •well as io prevent the shot being over rammed should the bore be worn by tiiis or other causes. The general principle of the gas check dept nds upon the compression of this specially constructed ring by an annular copper ring, which conveys pressure to the specifically construct ed ring in such a manner that the spe cially constructed ring makes a per fectly metallic seal against the bore, arid completely prevents any gas at a high temperature and pressure pass ing the base of the shot, and lienc does away with tho principal cause of erosion in guns. Four rounds were fired with tlii> specially banded shot, and four with the ordinary device shot, and it was found that the whole of the energy of the charge was utilized after upward of 250 rounds had been previously fired. The actual ballistics obtained were ",!)<;t feet a second for a pressure of 13 tons with a 25-poll ml charge of cordite. lsy increasing the charge by a moderate amount and slightly increasing the in itial chamber pressure a velocity of 2,!)()0 feet a second could reasonably bj expected. It is claimed that this simple device is capable of being applied to almost any design of shell at n very moderate cost, and by its application it is confi dently expected that guns after firing many hundreds of rounds will be equally efficient, as far as energy is concerned, as a new gun.—London .En gineering. ted Aluminum. A (iernian engineer has recently suc ceeded in plating aluminum with cop per by a welding process, and makes the combined materials in such forms that they may be soldered, rolled, drawn ar.d plated. If this process is successful on a commercial scale it would seem as if the increased useful ness of aluminum is to become prac tically unlimited, as the copper coating would remove all obstacles to its use where it must be in contact with fluids, soldered and painted or plated.—Chica go Chronicle. V.'lint Spain S;)rnt In Culm. Two hundred and eighty millions of dollars have already been expended by Spain in trying to keep Cuba—besides soldiers, officers and what little self-re ipict she still had remaining. DOORS CLOSED TO SCRIBES. The Navy l)e ctally in tiie ease of the correspond ence of American newspapers. llalftead'u Sentence. Havana, May 18. —News from Porte Rico confirms the report that Freeman llalstiud. the American newspaper eorresp ndent. has been sentenced by court-mu«tial at San Juan to nine years' imi v::iOnment, after having been convicted of taking pictures of the forts. Inrtur£«'iitH Will Attack Manila. New orK, May 18. —A dispatch from Ilong Kong says tluit Consul Wildman has returned tnere from Kowloon bay, where lie took ( Jen. Aguinaldo, the in surgent leader, and his cabinet on ths McCullofh. An arrangement w«>s made for the insurgents to storm Manila. 3