Cameron County press. (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, June 30, 1898, Page 3, Image 3

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    < jji soma gem the
, v plains
! That toward the sunset He
Our banner In Its glory waves
Without a missing star,
O'er happy homes, o'er patriot graves,
Unmarred to-day by war.
The bells of Liberty ring out
From sounding shore to shore.
And loud and lofty is the shout:
"Our land for evermore!"
Through every sea our navies glide.
Their sails kissed by the sun,
And Honor lays her wreath beside
The sword of Washington.
The winds that sweep the Icy gorge
I Of boundless freedom sing.
And patriots to Valley Forge
Their votive off'rlngs bring:
Aye, thro' the mists that dim the years
We see the early day;
And not a loyal freeman fears
A foe from far away.
The mountains' bare and rugged peaks
, Our Nation's worth proclaim.
And every lucent river speaks
The story ol' our fame;
O'er all the land our fathers gave
And blessed with pray'r divine,
In peace rejoice the free and brave
, From orange tree to pine.
Unfettered soar the thoughts of all
Where'er our standard flies,
Aye, Right must rise and Wrong must fall
'Neath Freedom's azure skies:
/With laureled progress In the van
We march with pride to-day;
Before us newer hope for man,
Behind us old Cathay.
Then, let the anthems that we raise
From swelling sea to sea
Fill every heart with peace and praise,
Beneath our banner free:
For man is man where'er It files
In splendor, near or far;
No evil in its shadow lies.
No stain on stripe or star.
—T. C. Harbaugh. in Ohio Farmer.
lIMMY
OUIE says she'll
"WJJS,. correct the spell-
ISP i n l? ar >d other
y''' wrong things in
this; so it won't
T be my fault if it
isn't all right. I
«'pose Jerry'd think she could do it
better, but I'd rather have Louie, any
how; and Jerry'd always have to be
spoken of as Geraldine, which is too
long to write often.
All the boys call her Jerry behind
her back, though she doesn't know it—
and it's lucky for them. You see, Jerry
gets mad pretty easy. P'raps it's'cause
«he "teaches school.
Mother says boys are trying. She
thinks I'm a very trying boy, and I
e'pose she ought to know. I wonder if
old people ever think they are trying
themselves? They are, anyhow. I
don't mean mother.
Well, to proceed —that's a good way
of putting it, I know, 'cause Mr. Simp
kins said it in his lecture, and Louie
#<aid: "Now, Jimmy, don't ramble, but
stick to your story." So here goes for
sticking—l mean proceeding. It's hard
work, 'cause I never wrote a real story
before.
The reason why my story happened
on the fifth was 'cause Fourth of July
came on Sunday that year, so that fire
crackers and other celebrations had to
wait over.
And it was hard for the boys that
judging from experience—Mr.
Simpkins said that, too. It sounds well,
I think, besides being a fact.
Well, mother said I could get up at
five a. m.on Monday, and not a min
ute before, and then I did think mother
was very trying, indeed.
I knew I'd wake up sooner, and, sure
'nough, I did, and heard the clock
strike four. It was a long time till
.half-past four, and four minutes from
that the sun would rise, I knew, for I'd
looked in the almanac.
I just raised up in bed to peek at my
firecrackers and punk, lying handy, and
that half hour was longer than the
other.
I can tell you it didn't take me long
to slide into my clothes when the time
■came, and I did wash my face, though
my toothbrush happened to slip back of
the washstand, and I didn't feel like
•taking the time to get it out.
Tod heard me moving 'round, and
■came in from her room; so I had to
help her a good deal, and that wasted
•a 'ot of time. But she's a smart child,
and combed her own hair pretty well,
considering.
P'r'aps you don't know that Tod's
(short for Toddlekins) our youngest.
Somebody thought I meant a dog one
day when I spoke of her; but I think
Tod's a fine name, being short and sort
of brisk.
Well, we tiptoed downstairs, so's not
ito wake anybody.
Tod slipped down one step, dropped
her torpedoes and began to cry. But I
spoke up as much like Jerry as 1 could:
"Tod, not a word, or you go back
to b«vl."
That »cnred her so she jumped and
■dropped another package; so I had to
pick her up and carry her out of the
front door quick, torpedoes and all.
It was a tine day, u glorious Fourth —
or maybe I should call it a Fifth, only
that doesn't sound right.
Xo one was around 'cept the men
at the station, who were getting the
early train ready.
Billy Crocker had promised to meet
me, and I was going to provide him
with firecrackers, 'cause he spent his
money for lemon balls and felt deli
cate 'bout asking for any more to cele
brate with.
But no Billy showed up. So I let Tod
fire off a good many crackers, and she
only burned her dress in one place. It
was a new one, and I'd forgotten the
apron mother said she must surely
wear, but I took some consolation in
knowing that if Tod had had on her
apron it would have been burned, and
now it wasn't.
"SEE ANYTHING OF A LITTLE LOST GIUL?"
Anyhow, I don't see how boys can be
expected to remember aprons, not wear
ing such things themselves.
Just as mother said, Tod began to
be sleepy in no time. But I'd prom
ised to take care of her, and knew she
would go in the house and goto sleep
again. It was really pretty early for
a five-year-old to get up. She wanted
to 'cause I did so, so mother said she
couid try it.
I like to please Tod. She's my fa
vorite sister, too. She's nearer my age,
and the others are so grown-up—p'rtic
ularly Jerry. Then, besides, I'm Tod's
favorite brother; at least, I should be
if she had another, which she hasn't.
To proceed: I told Tod to run in and
take a nap, and to do it softly, so's not
to wake 'em up; for it couldn't be six
yet, as the early train hadn't started.
Billy Crocker came along then, run
ning like mad.
"Hello!" says he. "Guess I'm late."
"Guess you are, lazy-bones," says I,
handing him some crackers and punk.
"But now you're here, so blaze away."
"Jimmy," cried Tod, touching my
arm; and the cracker I'd lighted went
off rather quick. However, it didn't
hurt much. I put my finger in my
mouth to cool it."Jimmy, I can't open
the front door; it's locked."
"That's so!" I says. "How stupid of
me! I forgot to fix the night latch."
"Oh, Jimmy, I'm awful sleepy," says
Tod.
It wouldn't have hurt her a bit to
take a nap on the nice warm grass, but
mother had warned me 'specially
'gainst that. If Louie had been home, I
could have called her quietly. She was,
away on a visit, though, and I hated to
disturb mother and father.
"Let her take a nap in that empty
car," says Billy.
It had stood on the side track several
days, and I thought it a capital idea.
So I went across the road with Tod and
she laid down on one of the cushion
seats.
It was pretty warm, but I didn't want
to run any risks, so Billy rolled up his
coat for a pillow and I put mine over
her, and she was f*:st asleep in a minute.
We had a fine time after that, Billy
being a boy with ideas. What we didn't
do with firecrackers isn't worth men
tioning. But after the bad luck we had
setting off some in front of the chicken
coop—we nearly killed two of our best
chickens—l drew the line at firing any
near the setting hen.
Billy thought it would be fun to see
what she'd do, but somehow I felt it
would be better not to. Besides, that
hen was Jerry's.
I never thought once of Tod till most
breakfast time, when mother put her
head out of the window and called:
"Come, Jimmy; it's time to get ready
for breakfast. Bring Tod in."
"All right!" I shouted; and Billy and
Iran over to the track.
And no car was there!
Billy and I just looked at each other,
and I felt kind of dizzy. lie stuck both
hands in his pockets and said "Whew!"
with a very red face.
"The car's gone!" said I, though
p'r'aps it wasn't a necessary remark.
The next minute we were rushing
into the station and asking if the car
had gone with the six o'clock train.
The agent said it had, and asked me if
I felt. sick. Well. I did, sort of; but I
hadn't, time to tell him so, and Iran. full
tilt, out of the station door and got into
the 7:50 that, was just ready to start.
"What are you £oing to do?" says
Billy.
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, JUNE 30, 1898.
"Go right after her," says I. "Come
along."
"(Jot any change?" says he.
He always thinks of that, p'r'apu
'cause he's usually hard up.
"Yes. I have. Hurry up and get in."
So in he tumbled, and none too fast,
for the engine puffed off right after.
Hard!v anyone was in the train, and
the conductor seemed to be taking a
holiday, too, for he didn't come 'round
till we got 'most to New York.
We didn't talk much, 'cause after
Billy'd asked me what I was going to
do, there didn't seein to be much to talk
about.
We didn't stop anywhere, for it was
an express train, but we heard lots of
Fourth of July noise and saw lots of
boys and girls having a good time. My,
how I wished 1 could change my place
with them.
And then I thought: Poor little Tod,
where was she? How frightened she
must be!
"I s'pose the men at the station don't
know anything 'bout Tod?" broke in
Billy, after we'd been quiet a longtime.
"Of course the men in that train'd
know,"says I.
"That train's gone back by this time,
you silly!"
I'd never thought of that. Just then
'long came the conductor.
"Tickets!" said he.
And of course we hadn't any, but I
paid him, and he gave me a slip of card
board with printing on it. He looked
good-natured. I'd often seen him be
fore, so I just told him the whole story.
He sat down in front of us, as kind
and sympathetic as could be.
"It's too late now," said he; "the>
train's starte ! back. We passed it at
Martinville. But I'll make inquiries.
Don't you cry, little boy." i
And I wasn't. One or two tears aren't
crying, I hope.
"Then your parents will be in a fine
worry, too," says he. "I'll send them a
telegram when the train gets ir.."
The minute we got into the station
the conductor took us to a room, where
he said lost articles were sent.
"My sister isn't an article," says I,
thinking of "a," "an," and"the," that I
was studying about in grammar.
"I guess you'd think she was a very
precious article if you could find her."
And he sort of laughed. I don't see how
he could.
"See anything of a little lost girl on
the six o'clock local from llarristown?"
the conductor asked, when we got to the
lost article room.
"No," said a man, writing at a desk,
never looking up. "Nothing reported
here, except three handkerchiefs, a
glove and two boys' coats brought in
from that train. That's all."
"Those are our coats," said I.
"Then identify 'em," said the man.
I looked at Billy and he looked at me;
then we both looked at the conductor,
who laughed again.
"Describe your coats, boys," said he.
"Oh!" says we. And then we told
him, and he brought out two coats,
which, sure 'nough, were qurs.
"Mine was over her and Billy'a was
rolled up under her head," I said.
"Who?" asked the man.
"Tod," I said.
"Was that your brother's name?"
"No, sir; it's my sister's, and I should
think you mipht act 's if you cared a
little, 'cause she's lost."
"Oh, she'll turn up nil right," said
that hard-hearted, mean man, and went
on writing.
All this time the conductor had been
standing in the doorway, with his fore
head all puckered up, like father's when
he's thinking.
"Come, boys," says he; "wt'll go and
tel'graph to your father."
"I'll bet my kite you'll never see her
ngain, Jimmy," Billy said, and then he
began to tell me a story 'bout a little
girl who got lost and was never found.
I don't b'lieve I ever liked Billy Crock
er so little as then, but I tried to make
'lowances for him, 'cause Ted waau't
his sister, you see. Besides, if I'd spoken
sharp to him, as I felt lir.lf a mind to,
I was sure I'd break out crying 1 .
After the conductor had tel'graphed
to fiither, we got in the car again. He
yave Billy and me each two sandwiches,
ire said he thought we must be hungry.
And he was ripjht, and ever since that I
don't think conductors can be beat for
being pood to little boys.
Tie made the train stop at every stfc
tlon on the way back, but every time
he'd come in he'd say: ".No news yet,"
and I wished he wouldu't say it quite so
often.
Billy tried to "cheer me" b/ telling all
kinds of stories. He said he was certain
Tod had either been stolen for a ransom
or else she'd been cai ried off so's to sel!
her hair for wigs, like ,t story he'd read,
or she might have bem sold somewhere
for a slave.
"Anyhow, she's a gone*-, Jimmy." said
he at 1 he last station before llarristown,
"and I'm sorry for you, 'cause you're
'most sure to get a licking."
Thut's 'bout the way I looked at it,
bufsoinehow I felt the worst about Tod.
/'hen we got to llarristown we saw
Wo:lier and father standing on the sta
tion platform. The next minute the
tra r. had stopped, and Billy said: "I'm
glai I'm not in your shoes, Jimmy."
And then he sneaked out of the rear
door and was gone quicker'n you could
witk.
Veil, when I got out, I just rushed up
to mother and put both arms around
her, and said:
"Oh, mother! what shall we do?"
She hugged me just as tight and
kissed me.
"My poor, dear, careless boy!" said
she.
'Oh, Jimmy, we was so scared 'bout
yoi!" said somebody else.
And I looked up in a hurry, and there
—would you b'lieve it?—stood Tod!
"Why—why, mother!" was all I could
manege to say.
Thi'n father asked nu some questions
and seemed as glad to see me as if I'd
been lost'stead of Tod.
Then we went over home. T felt so
tired and sleepy I could hardly walk,
and as sooii as we got there I laid down
on the lounge and was made much of by
everyone, 'stead of being in disgrace, aa
I supposed I'd be.
Tod sat in her little chair close to me
and held my band in one of hers and her
doll in the other one, and I never saw
her look so pretty, and she explained
the whole thing.
"Why, Jimmie," said she, "I woke up
in just a little while and climbed out of
the car. And No rah was at the back
door and I went right in. So I wasn't
lost at all."
Nobody scolded me the least bit.
Mother said she thought I'd be punished
enough, and she hoped I'd profit by it.
Then she kissed me.
After Jerry came home I heard her
say one day to father:
"I b'lieve you're right 'bout James. I
really see signs of improvement in him
at last."
And I think that's the most remark
able part of my story, don't you ?—Chel
sea G. Fraser, in Detroit Free Press.
AX EDITION OF BI'RNS.
He Is certainly far from poetic.
But when from his frolic he turns.
He seems—'tis a thought most pathetlo—
A modern edition of Burns.
—Washington Star.
A Splirme That Failed.
Said NcJiber One to Two and Three:
"What is this object that we see,
So long and smooth and red and round.
That lies before us on the ground?"
Said Number Three to Two and One:
"Here is a chance for some rare fun.
This Is a cracker such as boys
Use on the Fourth to make a noise."
Said Number One to Three and Two:
"I'll tell you now what we will do;
We'll bear this home and then to-night
We'll give to Four a fearful fright."
Now Number Four chanced to be near
And happened these remarks to hear;
And touching to the fuse a light
Said: "Now we'll see who'll get the
fright."
\XI/s
112 "'liM
What happened one may plainly see.
Poor Number:* One. Two and Thren
Were shocked and shook and tumbled o'er
Which greatly pleased sly Number Four.
—Arthur J. liurdlck. In Chicago Re<*arfl.
Fate.
On the Fourth you might just as well hav«
your (ling.
For life is a wonderful plot.
It's the fellow who never was doing a
thin*
Who always Is sure to be shot
-njudge.
LORD GARNET WOLSELEY.
Great Ilrltaln'a Foremost Ufnersl
May lie Appointed Governor.
General of tbe Canatlan.
Sir Garnet Joseph Wolseley, who may
help Great Britain out of its Canadian
difficulty by accepting the post of gov
ernor-general of the Dominion, is more
of a soldier than a statesman, but would
no doubt make a popular viceroy. He
was born in Dublin in 1833 and entered
the army as ensign in 1852. His first
experience in battle was in the Bur
mese war of 1852-3, when he was severe
ly wounded, and in which he won a
GKN. LORD WOLSELEY.
fFte May Re Appointed Governor-General
of Canada.)
medal. He was again wounded at the
•iege of Sebastopol, for which he was
given the Legion of Honor and the fifth
class Medjidieh. He was at the siege of
Lucknow, the defense of Alumbagh,
through the Chinese campaign, in com
mand of the Ashantee campaign, and
in numerous other important wars of
Great Britain. Be won rank after rank,
honor after honor, decoration after dec
oration, until he became the first sol
dier in all the great army of the king
dom. In 1894 he was made a field mar
shal, and received his baton from the
hand of the queen at Windsor. Lord
Wolseley is the author of several works
which, quite naturally, treat of war.
Among them may be mentioned "Nar
rative of the War with China in 1860,"
"The Soldier's Pocket Book for Field
Service," "System of Field Maneuvers,"
"Essays," and "France as a Military
Power." His influence lias been great
in establishing the power of Great Brit
ain in new colonies, and there is no more
distinguished soldier living than he.
The governor generalship of Canada is
a loftier position than any yet held by
him.
CAPT. SILAS CASEY.
A Brave an«l Tried Officer Who Ha*
Jast Ileen Made a. Commodore
by the President.
Capt. Silas Casey, of the United States
navy, who has just been appointed a
commodore by the president, is a brave
and tried officer who won a capital rep
utation as a fighter during the civil
war. lie came out of the academy in
18G0 and was executive officer of the
gunboat Wissahiekon, which took part
1 a the attack on Charleston underAd
axiral Dupont. He fought in the attack
an Fort Fisher as executive officer of
the Quaker City. In 1860 he was com-
COMMODORE SILAS CASEY.
(One of the Moat Popular Officers In th«
American Navy.)
missioned lieutenant commander, and
In 1572 was Vhe executive officer of the
Colorado (flagship), and commanded
a battalion of sailors in tbe assault on
Fort McKee. From 1891 to 1893 Capt.
Casey commanded the Newark and
more recently the New York. During
the time he was stationed at the Brook
lyn navy yard he and his family were
very popular in New York society.
Troops of the Four Hundred visited the
yard and learned all about war vessels
that the head officer could tell them,
or rather all that he could make them
understand. He was made captain in
1889.
Value of England's Navy.
The present value of the British fleet
in money is about £52,000,000. Ac
cording to recently issued papers the
proportion of ships of very iarge dimen
sions to the total number built is not
nearly so great as is often asserted.
There are 22 ships of over 14,000 tons.
All but two of these are battleships,
the exceptions being the Powerful and
the Terrible, cruisers. Of between 12,-
000 and 13,000 tons there are 11 ships,
7 battleships and 4 cruisers; between
10,000 and 12,000 tons there are lOsliips,
2 being battleships. Twelve cruisers
are from 6,500 to 9,100 tons; 24 between
2,000 and 4,000 tons. Of between 1,000
and 2,000 tons there are 22 vessels, and
43 are less than 1,000 tons. Little more
than oue-fifth of the total number are
over 9,000 tons.
Xo Two Illriln Fly Alike.
Not two kinds of birds fly alike. The
style of flight depends on the struc
ture and form of the feathers, the wings
and the tail.
{lnsula'* Grent Pennl Colony.
In 15 years Russia has sent 624,000
persons to Siberia, fully 100,000 rela
tives of prisoners having accompanied
the exiles of their own free will.
A HOT SKIRMISH.
Cavalrymen Attack 2,000
Spaniards Near Santiago.
DEARLY BOUGHT VICTORY
Americans Drove the Enemy Into
the City, hut Lost Heavily.
BLOCK HOUSES DESTROYED.
LltmrflH and His Spanish Soldier* Were Ita
Such a Hurry to Kearh Santiago that
They Did Not Try to Burn the Town of
Juragua.
Jtiragua, viu Playa del Este, Guan»
tanatni) bay, .June 25 Friday morn
ing four troops of the First cavalry,
four troops of the Tenth cavalry and
eight troops of Koosevelt's rough rid
ers—less than 1,000 men in ail— dis
mounted and attacked 2,000 Spanish
soldiers in the thickets within five
miles of Santiago. The Americans
beat the enemy back into the city, but
they left the following dead on the
Held: Hitlers ('apt. Allyn K.
C'apron. of Troop L; Sergeant Hamil
ton Fish, jr.; Private Tilman and Daw
son, both of Troop L; Private Dough
erty, of Troop A; Private \V. T. Erwir,
of Troop F; First cavalry—Privates
l)ix, York, Bejork, Kolbe, Berlin and
Lennock; Tenth cavalry, Corporal
White.
At least 50 Americans were wound
ed, including six officers. Several of
the wounded will die. Twelve dead
Spaniards were found in the bushes
after the fight, but their loss was
doubtless far in excess of that. Gen.
Young commanded the expedition and
was with the regulars, while Col. Word
directed the operations of the rotifli
ritlers several miles west. Doth par
ties struck the Spaniards about the
same time and the light lasted an
h our.
The Spaniards opened fire from the
thicket and had every advantage of
numbers and position, but the troops
drove them back from the start,
stormed the blockhouse around which
they made the final stand and sent
them scattering over the mountains.
The cavalrymen were afterwards r<—
inforeed by the Seventh, Twelfth and
Seventeenth infantry, part of the
"Ninth cavalry, the Second Massachu
setts and Seventy-first New York. The
Americans now hold the position at
the thresh hold of Santiago, with more
troops going forward constantly, and
they are preparing for a final assault
upon the city.
On Hoard the Dispatch Boat Daunt
less, offi Jtiragua, province of Santiago
tie Cuba, via Port Antonio, Jamaica,
June 25 The advance of the Ameri
can army hits reached the edge of the
table land in which the harbor of
Santiago de Cuba lies. Here, seven
miles from Morro castle, the main
body of the troops united and the
Spaniards retreated toward Santiago.
They may attempt a surprise, but a
decisive engagement is not expected
for several days.
Gen. Lawton's brigade, which rested
Wednesday night at Demajayabo, four
miles west of Daiquiri, resumed its
march at daylight Thursday. Before
noon his brigade occupied Jtiragua,
five miles beyond, and the American
Hag was hoisted there.
The Spaniards retired before the ad
vance, which was covered by Cuban
skirmishers, burning the blockhouses
us they went.
Col. Wagner with a small recoilnaifl
ance party brushed against the flank
of a retreating Spanish column 200
strong, at Firmezas. A dozen shots
were fired by the Spaniards, as Col.
Wagner fell back. Before (len. Law
ton could bring up the Twenty-second
regiment the Spaniards had decamped
westward.
.J'iragua was abandoned by G«n.
Linares and 1,200 Spanish troops with
such haste that they had no tim ■ to
burn the town, though an ineffectual
effort was made to destroy the loco
motives of the railroad and the rolling
stock. Gen. Linares retreated to Se
villa, six miles west of Jtiragua by
road and nine miles from Santiago de
Cuba. A detachment of 170 Cubans
collided with the Spanish rear guard.
The Cubans lost two men killed and
had seven men wounded. The Span
ish loss is not known. One Spaniard
was macheted.
(ien. Bates, with the reserve of the
Twentieth infantry and Col. Woods*
rough riders dismounted, with a dyn
amite gun hurried forward from Bai
quiri at :i o'clock, proceeding by forced
marches. When the couriers brought
the news that Jtiragua had been oc
cupied, the troop ships which had not
disembarked their troops steamed to
Jtiragua with the view of landing them
there. But the heavy sea beating on
the beach made it impossible to get
the boats through the surf.
The Cubans expect the first stand to
be made at Savilla ami they have
proved gooti prophets in the past.
Gen. Lawton's men are badly fagged
by forced marches and the intense
heat. Their rations are almost ex
hausted. They started with three
tlays' supplies and a pack train will
be sent forward. Strong outposts tire
maintained at night in order to pre
vent a surprise anil .luragua is also
under the protection of the guns of the
warships. Thus the flank of the ad
vancing American column is safe.
The Spaniards, to attack our troops,
must make a forced march through
an almost impenetrable undergrowth.
A Murder In a I'a-k.
Washington..l tine 25. In broad day
light and in the presence of over a
hundred people, a murder was com
mitted in one of Washington's public
parks last eveninir. George W. Morton,
an ex-member of the Washington po
lice force, and Jane Nicholson, a di
vorced woman, were sitting about 7
o'clock on a bench in Armory square.
The woman announced to llorton that
she proposed no longer to sustain her
relations with him, and was about to
rise from the bench and leave him
when he drew a small penknife from
his pocket and with a blade ground
to a razor edge almost severed her
head from the body. He was arrested.
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