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EH ENS BURG. PA., FRIDAY. SEPTEMBER 20, 1S90.
NUMBER 37.
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FIFTH AVENUE,
THE : PITTSBURG : EXPOSITION
Opens Wednesday, Sept. 3.
ttv Kxrosi""n excursion rut? on all the railroad to rittsbum will Induce a
I'uru.y "f '! onr city. Th! manauers of the 1'itUhura exposition are aiak
. '.rv rff.irt tn ruaki Itinterestlng. entertamint; and Instructive, and la evry way
L "I '" rtr"n!"e ' 'h tuouiantl who will cotue to it.
an-nn tn '!i t'tir part by having a hIiow thr. It will be principally of CAKPETS.
,nUIi'n.V ri'Bii'W'ni.'l unn ui uif llinny urimruuniiii iu uur lain" rsiaunsuuicuk, wd
-it I" i-nnie ni! oyr tor rooms; on Kiftn Avenue. tht larit"t and finii In the
v ., v, 11 will s the very finr-nt an.1 bet DrtM iiMd of all klnd, Cloaks, Wrap.
. i ,', fc, 1 1 i v tt dixoript'.oo, in the new stiles for Fall and Vlntr wear for Iadia.
'mnt (.'hiiilrt-n. Shwls of all kinds, and the latest fashions In .Ladies" tntl Misses'
,r M'.! i.-iv l'T'f,n"ni. wlth 1! t0" and nobby styles of Hats 'and Bonnets Is
hHIi titm in u.HHif.
i'.r'nt'u! k- in ! y Inlerwear.''(loTe Holery and Trmraincs as well,
"' i' ir-r. Klnnnila. I'omfnit-. Taoli Linens. St)rtirw And Iluuc kefDlnir uooda.
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lo, 4 k" a yard.
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rn-linicre weight cloth,
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A lot of all-wool 50 in. side-
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Another, 00 inch, all-wool
weight stripe suitings,
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la fmrr goods up to the finest
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v-Iy for us, our stock is
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h-r.nit-r silks of every de-
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Bodies Embalmed
WHEN KEUUIUED.
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LUMBER IS ADVANCING.
SAW-MILLS, STEAM ENGINES,
MIINOLKMILm.HAV I KW.SIM.Ac.
If jrnu want a t'iraf -! MAW MILL,
rn.l lurlJalalnuae aodpeoml price to Introduce
In jner fcuina ti
A. H. FA KUI'AK. (Limited;. York, Pa.
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HER STIPULATION.
At the Id piano wntM
Aa I piay.il with Marjrarct,
Swet-1 the harmony rt pt ated
la the chords of our duct.
'Twas her favorite rlwe. he toW me,
She had ct.n-.t D it to play.
And Its muxlc sfmed to hold me
With a vicaluss, maic nwaui.
'Twas a melo.ly C!rva.ian.
And tt stta.os, la Tiiryiair mood.
Now sang lew of lovo's sweet passion.
Now like clarions stircvd the blood.
Still with mo the memory lingers
Of that huppy day In Juno;
So harmonious moved our lingers
Surely we had hearts in tune!
Visions throuph my aoul delighted
I'aKsed, that told whut joy 'twould be
If our hands uld bv uoited,
Making endless harmony.
And I thotirht "'Tis now or never
So I whfiT.'d : Marjran-t,
Why should not we twain forvve-r
Make onr lives oue lon duct?"
She, meanwhile, with smile entrancing.
Stoix!, in iiilent - rapt : but coon,
"Twould bt nice," ah.-saiil, down glancing,
' altrvtt cA'' t.'i tun!"
R. H. Tltherinfton, In West Shore.
BRAVE MARY SEXTON.
How She Saved Tier Lover
the Rxprosa Train.
and
"Is it true, John, that you are to
brinjr in tho oxprs-i to-morrow nisrht?"
There as a vorU of solicitude ia
Mary Soxtou'a v.iic. as sh loakeil up
into John Manning's facp, her tyes
ahowinjr. rrnn more than hor roicc. th
drca.l which had taken possession of her.
"It's true. Mary, darling-, but haro no
feir. Thorp aro no road agents in theso
parts, nowadays, and I'm quito sure
that the modern tramp has not pluck
enough to wreck a train." and John
smiled as ho endeavored to rcaiurfl his
sweetheart that there was no danger in
connection with tho trip.
"Hut Long Lake is nearly ev full,
and it was said this morning that tho
dam might break. In that case; there
will l plenty f danger at Long Lake
pass." pursued Mary.
"Tush, little one, that's only the talk
of a man who knows nothing aliut the
dam. It's strong enough, and you need
never fear about its breaking. (Jood
Sye, sweetheart," ho said, lending over
and pressing his lips to hers.
Hut she still clung to him, loth to let
l.im start, but ho disengaged himsolf
and stepped into the cah of his iron
borne, pulled op?n tho throttle, and
a'.ovvly the train rumbled away in tho
daraness from Horni llsvillo station to
war 1 tho mining camp in the mountains
fifty miles away, which was tho other
terminus of tho branch, leaving Mary
on the platform, her eyes too budiiumed
by tears to so her lover.
All that night and tho next day. a
vatrue feeling of impending dangor
f.lled her heart, and her apprehension
became more intense when rain tx-gan to
fall in torrents early ia tho furnoon.
The I). L. .t S. branch runs from Ilor
nellsville to Mortality Camp, ap in tho
mountains, fifty miles away. Tho first
ten miles aro down a steep grade and
toward a narrow valley. Then the track
is laid tKtwecn two ranges of kills trie
pass not iK-ing more than a mile across
in its idest part. Just at the base of
Long l.ako, an Immense lwvly of water
which furnished power to nimilier.t of
stamping mills closo by in the pass, the
road turns sharply to tho right. To
avoid tunneling, tho road then doubles
completely, and runs back, almost par
allel to its first course, to Downer's
I lend, within two miles of Mary's home.
Thus the first twenty odd miles of the
roud run in the shape, of an elongated
loop. The branch then continues on an
easy stretch to Mortality Tamp. The
run from Ilornellsvillo to the camp
usually occupies nearly two Lours, but
tho return trip could be made in a trifle
over an hour and a half.
K very one in Ilornellsvillo knew Mary
. Sexton, but she was a constant lass, and
she had smiles for no lover but the
sturdy engineer. John Manning, tho
friend of her yoah, the man who for
years had been almost a brother to her,
for Mary was an orphan and had known
the tender solicitude of a parent only in
early childhood. It was only natural,
therefore, that the station and the
freight-houso were places of engrossing
interest to her, and that after she had
acquired a knowledge of reading and
writing, she should solve the intricacies
of telegraphy. She was an apt pupil,
and for many months had been in tho
habit of relieving the regular day op
erator from timo to time.
It was considerably afterright o'clock
in tho evening, when Mary left her
homo for the station, and though she
knew she had to wait until t):4 o'clock
for John's train to return, she could not
rent easily while thero was any doubt as
to thn solidity of Long Lake dam.
Sho stepped into tho station a few
minutes Vfore the half-hour, prepared
to ask for the latest news but she
paused with surprise when she saw that
the place .was empty.. She was still
wondering whither the. operator had
pme, hen her accute ear caught the
call "KV. repeated again and again
with what see mod to be fevvrioh rapid
ity. Without stopping to remove her
shawl, sho hastened to the instrument,
opened the key and gave the answering
symboL . There was a brief pause, and
then hurrUslly she read:
'Dnm a I-c.g Lake likely to f at any mo
ment. Water eea with top. fjtaanpers have
UC'1 to L'h frrouud, . ....... liT."
"Mr" as the signature t,f the op
erator at the company's mills, just be
neath the lake, and sho rwcognized it
instantly. Opening the key again, she
rattled off:
What tints Is the express due there
Tho reply ca ne:
' fulifiy minutes, or at 0:17. Tri! to tet
Mortality Camp, but -o no anwcr. If the
train gts into the pas Jut an dam breaks,
every one will l ku-"
Tho message abruptly ended, and
Mary realized that something had
caused tho operator to leave his In
strument. Instinctively sho saw the
danger to John and the express.
Though her heart throbbed like an en
gine, she lighted a red lantern, and.
hastening with a wild, unreasoning im
pulse from the station, she sped breath
lessly through the street, hardly form
ing, in the frenzy of her physical ex
ertion, an outline of a plan.
"I have half an hour in which to
reach Ifcmner's Hend. John is duo
there at f.::7," she muttered to herself,
and her face bespoke the determination
she bad reached. "I can reach the
switch of the spur track at the l!end at
that time. My lantern will slow up tho
cj-jress. I ll throw the switch. That'll
send ber up the spur Howards the quar
ries at its end. She'll stop in twelve or
fifteen car-lengths, after passing the
switch, and so I'll save her from enter
ing the pass."
She hurried along for many slowly
passing minutes, unmindful of the
storm which had drenched her, and
likewise unmindful of the rough gravel
which cut through her thin slippers
and bruised her feet Iresently, above
the roar of the rain and tho wind, she
heard the blast of a locomotive whis
tle. To her agonized mind It seemed
to scream: "Mary! Mary!" dying away
in a long moan like that which comes
from a person in pain.- But scarcely
had the sound died in the distance,
when she berame aware of even a more
horrid noise borne on the wind from
tho direction of the pass; a noise like
that made by the crashing of trees in a
galo. Again the whistle sounded, and
its shriek pierced her heart like a
knife. Sho quickened her frantic run.
A few moments more and she was de
scending the hill which ended at Down
er's liend.
As sho reared the switch, she snatched
a moment to cast a look backward,
and saw tho bright gleam of the loco
motive's headlight.
She swung the lantern around her
head as she ran. In an instant she had
thrown the switch; and even while her
f-njeri were groping for the locking
pin, the locomotive dished by.
She had looked up as it struck tho
switch-rail, and saw John Manning's
face in the window-slide of the cab;
and even while she looked, she Lourd
bim cry:
"Mnryr
Mary Sexton heard, dimly, the whis
tle for "down brakes," the sound of es
caping steam, tho click of tho brake
clamps, and tho sound of grinding-iroa;
then sho fainted.
Threo month later the IIorn13s
ville New Era contained this para
graph: Maxvixb Skxtow. Ia this c!tv Jaly . lr
R-v. T. I. riicer, Mary, dauhtor of the lat'j
lJavl.l A. xtnn. to Johu S. Hauimi.
E. J. Lawler, in .N. V. Ledger.
FIGHTING THE APACHES.
lluw am Arizona Bincher Won Ceaieral
Crook' ft rteodahlp.
James I"ayne, of Arizona, can tell
more alnjut tho bloodthirsty Apache In
dians in a minute than any otier man.
He has been at Washington telling tho
committee, on Indian affairs that tha
eople of Arizona don't want the In
dians removed to the Fort Sill Reserva
tion in Indian Territory. Mr. l'ayne
says if tho Indians olc get back to the
west side of the great river they won't
rest until they get a few scalps. The
Apaches have raided Mr. I'ayne's ranch
three times and stolen any amount of
stock.
"You can't depend upon them, said
tho rancher. "Just as soon as they get
back Geronimo will lead them to the
San Carlos Agency and then the trouble
will begin. At their feasts they drink
a grain whisky which makes them crazy.
Then they start out on plundering ex
peditions. If they are removed it will
be against the wishes of the people o!
Arizona and New Mexico." -.
With Mr. Payne is J. Ii. Shepard. lie
Is tho champion Indian story-teller of
the West. Speaking of Oenural Crook,
ho said: 'I'll never forget when I
fought beside tenoral Crook in
an Apacho battle. We had een
after tho redskins some days,
and ono noon we sighted a band atCrazy
Jim's (lulch. Tho General started us on
a run, and tho way we sailed after the
Apaches was a caution. Thy stop pod
and set fire to the prairie grass, hoping
to head us off, but we fooled them.
When they saw that they couldn't get
away they rounded up their ponies in a
circle and stood in the center. We skir-n-.ished
around a bit and then sailed in.
General Crook has a heart like an ox.
and he said: 'Itoys, just slay a few dozen
of tho warriors. Don't kill all, just
enough to let them know that wo are
the people.' Twas a sweltering day and
there wasn't a spot on tho sun. After
throwing off our coats and rolling up our
trousers we opened fire. In a few sec
onds the Apachos began to drop. Taking
advantage of an open place I led a crowd
right into tho midst of the Indians.
Suddenly my pistol was hurled from my
hand ami I had to work with an old
sword. Iteing pretty handr w-ith the
big knifo I more than held my own. I
bad just laid out my tenth man when I
felt a touch on tho elbow. The air was
so filled with Indian hair you could not
see tho sun and I asked:
"Who is there r .
"General Crook, was the reply. .
" 'What is it, sirT " " ' 7 4
"Iwishto restrain you. spoke the
General. 'There is nothing I admiro so
much as a good fighter you know that,
Jim, but when It comes to turning this
little spot on the prairie into a slaughter
houso I TLuTct "" . -- ,, .. "
"Appreciating tho fart that I had gone
too far 1 withdrew, but from that day
until now General Crook and I havoleen.
like two brothers." Chicago Tribune,
Tit Bom1 to IToeitertty.
The man who saves something every
year, quotes a contemporary, w ho had
heard the remark from every quartr,
is on the road to prosperity.' It may not
l possible to"- save mirrh. If not, save"
a little! Do not think that a dollar or a"
dime is too small a sum to lay fcy. '
Every body knows how little expendi
tures get away with largo sum. . -Hut -few
Mm lo. kuuw t ht. the rule uona
that works both ways. If a dime spent
here and a dollar spent there soon make
a large holo in a man's income, s do
dimes and dollars laid away -soon bo-'-come
a visible and a , nesiiectaMe accu
mulation. In this country any man can v
make himself independent or keep him
self under the harrow for life, according
as ho wastes or spends his small
change. t
The (.real (irrooland Whale.
Few, even among the most thoughtful
of the genus homo, ever stop to consider
the immense size of tho great Green
land or I fright whale (Ifalena trystioe
tus, L.) Nillson says that it will weigh
oer loo tons. Just think of it, 220.0u
IMMinds! At that rate the gigantic
creature would outweigh 83 of tho
largest elephants or .VH) grizzly bears.
Slieed in chunks of 1,000 pounds each,
his carcass would load a freight train of
eleven curs to iu fullest capacity. The
whalebone such u whale would weigh
as much a. three of the largest Normau
horses, and bis oil would fill 150 kero
sene barrels.
THE LITTLE FIEER.
Aji Iateres-ingr Story of Revolu
tionary War Times.
More than a hundred years ago thero
lived in. the town of Shirley, Mass.,
a bright, well-grown lad named John
1 1 olden. His father was a farmer,
and the little fellow trudged about the
farm clad in homespun and home
made clothing, feeding calves, driving
cows and doing whatever his hands
found to do "with all hismiht."
One Saturday night John was early
at the gate waiting for his father's
home-coming, for Saturday was tho day
when Jonas llolden went to the village
and returned laden with yackag-es and
news from Boston, which to them was
the center of the world. A present was
an unheard-of thing in little John's
life. W hat was bis surprise, then, as
his father rode up to the gate, to see
him hand out a long black case, saying:
"Hore, my boy, see what I've brought
you for a birthday present."
And imagine his greater astonish
ment, on opening the case, to see a
beautiful fife of dark wood with silver
trimmings!
The boy could hardly believe his own
eyes; and aa he was pxssiuaatcly fond
of music he lost no time in beginning to
learn the use of his newly-acquired in
strument Ho carried the 1". fo every
where with him and practiced ou it in
evory spare moment, and before many
months he was able- to greatly astonish
the villagers, and he won many a com
pliment by his skillful playing.
Just bc-fore the revolutionary war tho
whole country, as every boy and girl
ought to know, was in a state of fer
ment and dread. War seemed inevita
ble, and the oppressive rule of the En
glish ws tho theme of conversation
everywhere.
Little John heard much f it, ami
longed to be a man that he tri-ht join
the "rebellious colonists." And one ilay
he received a com vlioient which s-t him
thinking cf matters in a way the older
members of his family never mistrusted.
A visitor from Boston v'as at the
farm-house, and tho talk, as usual. r?.n
on the prospect of war ia tho colonies.
DuriHj a pause ia tho conversation Mr.
Hoblen asked John to play something
on the fife. Wham ho Lad played a
fctirriug march or two the strange- ex
claimed: "Upon my word! B't the boy
Las the sol of music in hinj; He will
Ve real" for tho British bulls an 1 lions
when it is necessary."
John sat quite still for some time.
But before he went to lx-d ho wont to
his father and .aid: "Father, if tho
British do come, shall I go to war w iih
my fife?"
"To bo sure," answered his father,
laughingly.. They could not get along
without you."
Long after his father had forgotten
this incident. John 1 olden took his do
Zio, and his darling Cfe, and went to
a favorito bill on the place to practice.
At night the dog camo back alone and
going straight up to tho boy's chamber
began to moan and cry, and would not
leave John's lied.
The family were greatly alarmed, and
Instantly divined that something tiad
happened to John.
Soon the whole town was in commo
tion; for the news that John Holien
was lost f.ew like wild-fire. Bands of
men were organized and went search
ing the woods in every direction.
Indians had been traveling through
tho town recently. Had t'uey carried
off tho boy? or had they stolen the val
uable fife and thrown the boy into tho
river? The woods were hunted through
and through; the river was dragged;
notices of the lost boy wore sent in
every direction; but weeks lengthened
into months and no clue was obtained
that threw the faintest glimmer of
light on the Btrange disappearance.
Everybody believed him to bo dead,
or with tho cruel Indians. Everybody
but one. The boy's mother never lost
faith in his being safe somewhere:
"My boy is in Gd's hands," she
would say. "In His good time John
will come home.
And nothing could teovo her from
thi3 belief while two anxfous years
slipped by.
In the meantime war had broken out,
and Shirley had sent her full quota of
men to fight for tho country's independ
ence. It was through one of the.se that
a rumor reached Mr. Ilollcn that a boy
of twelve was in General Washington's
army as fifer.
Jonas llolden was impressed with tho
certainty that tho boy in Washington's
army and his lost son were the same.
He went home and told his wife the
story, and she was certain of it Accord
ingly. Mr. llolden started for New York,
where General " Washing-ton and hh
army were then stationed. There wore
no railroads or telegraphs then, remem
ber; nothing but horses, and stage
coaches. Mr. llolden choe the former,
and the best he could do, by traveling
on horse-back, was to reach General
Washington's headquarters in seven
"days.
" When he finally drew rein at tho out
posts of the Continental army he made
known his desire to iee General Knox,
, who was with Washington at that time.
. General Knox received tho Massa
chusetts farmer with a eordiality that
nut him at his ease in a moment; and
Mr. Iloldon found no difficulty in stating
Tris errand." . -
"There is your hoy. sir!" exclaimed
the interested General, pointing to a
young fellow in- a poldier's suit; gay
avitb brass buttons, who was playing on
a life. '"He Is drilling seme -raw re-
- emits. That boy is Captain-Gvneml of
us all, sir. I have never known him to
whimper or say I can't although ho is
the youngest of us."
The fifer was sent for in the Colonel's
name.: As he drew noar, an I lifting his
cap, aked: "Did you send-fer roe, sir?"
his eye fell on his father, sitting in a
corner of the tent.
In a moment the boy was in his fath
er's arras and sobbing like a baby. The
father's tears wero mingled with the
long-lost son's and the redoubtable Gen
eral was obliged to resort, to his hand
kerchief as ho withdrew, leaving father
and 6on alone, with tho remark:
"I will see our Commander-in-Chief."
"When did you come?" said John,
when he could apeak. "And how did
you find me?" i
"Old Captain brought mo," was the
reply, "and he can take us both homo."
"And how is mother?" pursued the
boy. "Oh! I have iecn so sorry for
dear mother. I tell you, father, not a
night have I camped down to 6leep
but I Lave thought of mother; and
evory , timo I thought of her tho tears
came. I thought perhaps sho might die
and I should never see her agaiu."
"Your mother is well," was tho fath
er's answer. "And sho has never for
ono moment lost faith in your being
well and happy, and finally restored to
us."
"Yes, I shall return, father,' said
John. "But I want this war ended
first."
After the boy had. inquired for all the
family ho said:
"But why didn't you bring Zip along,
too?"
"Poor Zip!" was the reply. "ne
mourned himself to death before you
h:l been gono a week. lie never
touched another mouthful of food, and
would only lie on your bed and moan."
General Knox soon returned with or
ders from tho Commander-in-Chief to
conduct Mr. Iloldon and John to his
headquarters a summons that must bo
obeyed at once.
General Washington received Mr.
llolden very kindly and said, smilingly:
'I hear a story that sounds like a ro
mance in the midst of war. Tell me,
my little fifer, how you came to leave
your parents without their knowledge,
and to join my army at such a tender
age?"
John was somewhat aba-shed by this
direct question from so dignified an I
august a personage; but the General
added, kindly:
"You have the name of Toeing one of
my bravest boys. Tell me bow it hap
pened. You never ran away, did you?"
"No, sir, never," answered John with
spirit. "I was playir.g with my dog
Zir, on Sorrel Hill, when a big wagon,
fall of men, came along. They stopped
when they saw me, and ono of them
called out: 'Halloo, my little fifer! Wo
are looking for you. Jump in.' I asked
them if tho British bulls and lions wero
hero, and they said; "Yes. hurry up!' I
jumped in. sir, and that was the way it
happened."
1 Mr. Ilollcn then remembered for tho
first time what ho had said long ago,
I when John asked him if he would be
i needed when the British bulls and
lions ap)teared.
John's story was mot by a burst of
laughter quite unusual with Washir.g-
ton. Then, patting the 003' 's rosy
1 cheeks, the General said: "After this
you must give us omo music, my lad."
And John, quite elated, rendered a
stirring march.
"I don't see how we can part with
this Lravo boy of yours," said General
Washington to Mr. llolden when tho
boy h:ul finished playing, "but parents
have tho first clalta."
John was j'j.st then ordered to go and
disrr'iss the men he had been dulling,
and Lo departed with a martial saluto
to his superiors and "I will be back in
five minutes" to his father.
Mr. TTol'ten, left alone,
story of the mother's d:ep
added: "John seems to be
told tho
faith ar.d
in his cle-
went here."
Then General Washington told the
gratified parent an incident, showing
tho spirit of the lad.
When I, with a number of my suite,
approached the vicinity of Monmouth
Court-House," said he, "I -,as met by a
littlo musician, who archly cried out:
They are all coming this way, your
Honor!'
"Who are coming this way?' said T.
' 'Why, our boys, your Honor! Our
boys! and the British are right after
them!'
Impossible" I cried; but spurring
my horse I found tho boy's words only
too true."
"Ho is a good boy," added General
Knox, "and invaluable in training raw
recruits. If they are homesick he talks
kindly with them and cheers them won
derfully with his ardent patriotism."
Tho boy just then returned, and Gen
eral Knox added: "Well, what did your
men say when you told them you were
going home?"
John blushed and answered: "I could
not toil them that, your Honor. Father,
let mo stay another yoar. Then I shall
be thirteen and able to help you more
on the farm. You know mother is well,
and the war will soon be over."
What father in revolutionary times
could resist such an appeal?
Washington smiled, and Mr. nolden
consented. And after a kind farewell
from the Father of his Country, and a
loving one from the young fifor. Jonas
llolden rodo away, saying to himself:
"My boy could not hold a more hon
ored pobition, I leave him safe in the
bands of General Washington and of
God."
When, after seven more days of horses
back riling, Jonas llolden arrived at
bis own door in Shirley, he was mot -by
his maiden sister with the words: - '
"Disappointed again! So it wasn't
our Jobu at all? I tell you, you'll never
see that boy again." :
But Mr. llolden held out bis hand to
the boy's mother.
"My dear," ho said, "Joha is the hap
piest boy in the Continental army."
It took a long time to tdl tho story of
the journey; of his reception at Wash
ington's headquarters; of his finding tho
bcyr of his growth, improvement and
popularity; of his close adherence to
tho pi-icciples of right and truth which
they Lad taught him; and of tho great
con-.tiiti tider's praise of thoir son. But
at lost the father said:
"Have I done right ia leaving him
there?" .
"Just right," said th mother.
John lioldei returned to his parents
when the war was over and lived to a
good old age. And his name may be
seen, for the searching, even now, on
the books at Washington, aa a pen
sioner of 177&. Toledo Blade.
Not for Twopence.
Two Ilarvard youths making a pedes
trian tour in tho Scottish TIigbland3
wero in the habit of stopping at small
farm-bonses and. asking, for milk, tho.
charge for whicdi was Invariably a penny
a glass.. Calling one Sunday at, a ro-montic-lookiag
cottage in beautiful Glea
Nevis they were sourly received by the
cottor'g wife, and, though the milk was
supplied, tho. proffered twoponco was
refused; with a Bolemn admonition as to
the impropriety of such doings on such
a day. The collegians were turning
away with a courteous word of thanks
when tho woman mado her meaning
clear. "Na, na!" sho cried; "1 11 no' tak'
less than saxpence for br'akin' the
Saw bath!" -- -
' llM to Tie Careful.
Wife You dance a great doal better
than you did before we wero married.
Then you always tore my dress in danc
ing, but you don't now.
Husband Humph! Then I didn't have
to pay for it. Texas biftings. .
NEW
YURK DUDE.
A Genius Whom tho World Calls j
a F00L j
. . !
A short timo ago, says a New York
correspondent in the San Francisco
Argonaut, while sitting at a table in. a
Cooney Island restaurant with the re
doubtable B , best company to be i
found in town, our attention was at- j
tracted by tho entrance of a most peculiar-looking
man. Every one's atten
tion was attracted in the same direc
tion. It was funny to see how tho con- '
tagion of amused curiosity spread from 1
table to tablo, till in the farthest cor
ner of tho room people were craning
their necks and bulging thoir eyes to
have a look at tho new-comer. Then, '
after a glance of arrested surprise, each '
turned to his neighbor with some ejac- ;
ulation of wonder on his lips. Tho ,
cause of tho commotion was only a j
dude. It would hardly be worth while j
describing him, but a Western man. I
who bad lived in New York once, told
me that there was not a genuine dude J
west of tho Mississippi, so tho typo may i
be odd enough to excuse the descrip
tion. Ho was with a friend, a gool-looking
young fellow, and tho room being
crowded they stood, for some moments,
in tho doorway, lookiDg rather aim
lessly about. Then a waiter hailed
them over in our direction, and they
sat near us. Tho l ' lo was perhaps
twenty-three or four years of age, and
looked younger. lie was tall, long
limbed, extremely thin, and walked
feobly, with chest hollowed, and his
chin stuck a long way out of the high
est collar that ever encircled a neck.
Ho wore loose, light clothes, shoes of
the most amazing length and ending in
sharply-pointed toes, white-duck gait
ers, and carried a cano with a bent-over
top. This ho dragged behind him as
ho walked in, as if too weak to lift it.
As ho entered ho took off his hat., worn
back on his head like a little boy's, and
disclosed shining hair, brushed well
down on his forehead and parted up tho
back and combed forward over his
ears. As he read the carti, one could
study his face. It was perfectly vapid.
Tho forehead receded, like an anthro
poid's, from the eyebrows. Tho d in
receded, liko a rodent's, from tho lower
lip. In profile, the head v,-a3 like a
triangle, with the tip of tho no for
tho aTox. On tV.e overhanging upper
lip, thero was a mustache curk-1 up at
tho points, and the eyes, und. r straight
brows, were j-vcilarly dull and life
le..s. They looked lilvo the eyes of a
very old person, or a Li.-i's when it
sleeps.
Settled in his chair, he stuck a glass
in his eye and looked about, bat without
any appearance of interest. lie seemed
listless and lifeless, th produce of an
exhausted raco. His figure seemed to
fall together, as though the muscles of
his back had lost their power, and occa
sionally, when his friend spoke to him,
he shot his long neck up out of his col
lar like a snapping turtle. There wero
but two things to be said in Lis favor:
he looked clean ar.d he had beautiful
hands tho long-fingered, loose-joint-d,
supple hands, with languid movements,
whica bespeat tne artistic temperament
and, sometimes, that their possessor is
well-born. The people at the surround
ing tables stared at this creature as
though he had been Buffalo Bill or Mrs.
Langtry, and he seemed as wearily ob
livious of their attention as he was of
evory thing else.
lYesently he metB s glance, ar.d
with a stately and absurdly affected air
bowed and then looked away. 1! ,
with much gravity, returned the saluto,
then said in a low voice:
"What would you take that fellow to
be?"
"An egregious ass."
"That's what every one says and
thinks. What would you say if I told
you he was exactly the contrary?"
"That you were an ass yourself."
"Well. I know that follow intimately,
went to school with him and then to
college "
"And ho bows to you as if ho met you
last night at a ball."
"That's his little way his weakness.
I understand him and wo get on per
fectly. I don't believe there are half-a-dozen
peoplo in New York, besides my
self, who understaud or approciato that
man. Do you kuow that he's very near
ly a genius."
"llo looks as if he might bo. I never
met but one genius in my life, and ho
was one of tho most successfully, tri
umphantly idiotic people that I ever
came in contact with."
"That follow his name's Tom pkins.
isn't in tho loa.st idiotic. I thiuk tho
root of his eccentricities arises from tho
fact that he's morbidly sensitive. Ho
was always a little queer in his stylo,
aud he has been guyed all his lile. lie's
tst d to it now; ho doesn't mind. That
indilTf renee of his to tho sensation he
creates is n-.it in tho least affected, it's
perfectly genuine. Ho really doesn't
caro or know what poople say or thiuk
of him. Half tho tituo ho doesn't see
them."
"Aro you going to try to make mo be
lieve that tho man who has the facial
angle, of an' ourang is a visionary
dreamer?"
"No he's not a dreamer; that's not
his typo of mind. But fate has forced
him into a sort of isolation. As 1 said
before, ho was always queer, silent and
morose. You can imagine how a fellow
liko that is treated at school, and after
ward at college. His life was a martyr
dom. He never complained, and when
he began to grow up he never noticed.
Somo dead and gone ancestor le
queathed him that extraordinary faco
and head, but the mini that went with
it was left boh'.nd. Still every ono
judged him by'his appearance, and after
awhile ho didr.'t seem to resent it or
even try to make hirastf known as ho
really is. . Ho is one of the few men
I've ever known who soom to mo abso
lutely indifferent to public opinion. Ho
wears his clothes in that absurd man
ner jubt from a sort of bitter bravado."
"And what's tho feeling that makes
him play he's a fool?"
"He doesn't You do just what
every ono else does judgo only by his
appearance. Ho is loss of ajool than
any one I ever saw. I told you he camo
near being a genius. If his talents had
been more concentrated, ho would havo
been a genius. But they're too spread
out for absolute success in any depart
ment, llo can do any thing ho wants.
Onco, when wo camo homo from collogo
together, I went to his house w ith him
while ho was looking for some lxks.
He lived with his grandmother and some
A
old fossilized aunts who adored him. -They
were very rich and prosy and
prudish, and lived in a huge old barrack
far down-town below Tenth street Tho
house on the outsido looked like a
prison; on tho inside it was t he most
beautiful place lever had been in in my
life."
"Was it illumined by your friend's
beauty or his wit?"
"Both, you might say. I ha never
seen any thing moro arti ic th.i ;ve
interior of that house. There is not t
artist's studio in town that couiparcs
with it Nowhere, from ono room to tho
other, was there one ja'-ring color or ono
incongruous piece of drapery or c.rv.ng.
I couldn't lelieve they'd had a decorator
at it those men always leave their
stamp on every thing yet you could seo
tho person who had arrai.ged ILO place
knew tho whole business. I conij i
monted one of the aunts on it. ard s'.o
said her nephew had fixed it Jlo had
wonderful taste ho had bought every
thing and always arranged it himself.
"That was tho first surprise. The
second was when they took me into a
little sort of breaV fast-room 1 suppose
you call it to have something to eat.
It was a little eight-sided room, with
low hook-cases built into the wall and
round mirrors set above them at inter
vals. Standing on tho topof the .shelves
wero some water-color sketches in
plain frames. You know I'm some
thing of a critic in water-colors, and my
brother-in-law, tho artist has culti
vated my tast". Well, the,o things
kvere rems, so lucid, so clear, so fresh,
executed by somo ono whose force and
originality wero stronger than their
conventionality. This was 'my neph
ew" again. I never know ho drew or
pair.todu ITodid it as he did every thing
pc rf-'ctly quietly, never alludi: g oit
llo could make a namo for himself by it
to-day if ho wanted."
"Go on what elso could h3 do? I'm
expecting to hear that he led a ballet,
or invented a patent medicine."
"Not '.,uitc so bad as that But the
third shock was a few evenings after,
when I again wont to his place to spend
some time with him hunting up :non
books. He took me upstaiis that tin.o
to his rooms. He had a bedrooi l:ko
a 'nor.k and a boudoir like a girl, ad
out of that a study with a piano in it
lieavons. you oucht to havo heard him
play on that piano! Schumann, Chopin,
Be t'.. oven I hardly ever heard such
playing. 1 don't suppose it was r-o mar
velous b'lt it '.'.'ii so unexpected such
a shock to j-oo this fellow, with his un
earthly face, playing away there Itl.o
Saint Cecelia. And later in the evening
ho took mc down into some dark
cubby -hob- in the Vowels of the earth,
it s"em i to n e, where thero was an old
organ built into the wall, nrd there ho
sat in the gloom with a few candloi
burning and pir.yed Bacn till nrur mid
night. I felt croepy down my spiao, as
if 1 wore in the company of a wizard."
"Did he ever have a love aUair'.'"
"I don't bolk-vo so. I think he
rather scorns women. They mostly
make fun of him, you know, and as ho
knows his own worth it makes hitn
despise them. I've seen him snubbed
and openly male a fool of by soimo
little dunce of seventeen who thought
a young man who could play tennis w as
the noblest work of God. He never
seemed to notic i her. Bat onoo I saw
him take his revenge on a girl in mas
terly style. It was that Robinson girl
you remember her: she was very
hand-o!i:. and a perfect eov. He was
rather soft about h"r. and she tt.:iied
herself by openly guying him when her
other admirers were around. One night,
at a dance, he turned upon her it was
all done in the most gentlemanly way
you can imagine and simply i-blito--at"d
herin the moxt exquisitely dol'eato
and sarcastic manner I etor heard.
She was knocked out couldn't think of
any answer, and he bowod and walked
away. I think sho must have told tho
other girls, for I've noticed they aro
careful of offending him mow.
"But she was mean enough to take
her revenge on him in her own way
tho spiteful way that a woman only
understands. A little while after tlit
s'-ono at tho danco I went to see her,
an 1. in tho course of the visit she said:
'Did you, ever know Mr. Tompkins
wrote poetry? 1 didn't know it Well,
she got out of a portfolio some sonnets
an 1 things he had written ,.to her. I'm
not as good a judgo of them as I am of
the water-colors, but they seemed to
me something wonderful. I wouldn't
have believed he'd written thorn if I
hadn't heard him play and seon bis
paintings. I had got to tho piat
where nothing that he did could have
surprised rue. If some one had said to
me: 'Do you know they say that ape
headed Tompkins is- tho author of
'Taradiso Lost" or was the real
sculptor of the Bartholdi Liberty,' I
would hnvo. believed them. lie's a won
der, aad all his world takes him for a
fool." '
A Safe noltv to Ride. ,
A hobby is apt to bo an expensive pal
frey. It soraotimes costs piles of money
to groom and run it. and it seldom wins
purses and cups enough to pny for itu
keep and entrance foes. - Nevertheless,
as mac, iu the absence of some speoial
object to engage his thoughts, is almost
sure to get into mischief, it is better
for bim to push ahead on any Port of a
hobby that is not viciots, tha to
lounge through - life in a slip-jhod.
desultory w ay. without definite aim or
purpose. No matter what other praise
worthy hobbies a man may have, ho
should make r.n-ii re the prime fav
orite of Lis moral stud. That is a,
hobby that is alw ays safe. Givo it tho
rein freely, never curb or check it, go
with it in whatsoever direction it.
divine instinct would guide yen, and
over every "hill of diliiculty.,,, through
every "slough of despond," it shall
take you safely to tho "narrow houf.fc-
which shall seem to he the
"House Beautiful" at your journey's
end. N. Y. Ledger.
Food for a Life-Tim.
A curious calculation of the amount of
food consumed in a life-time of seventy
years has receutly been made by M.
Sorer, a French savant now ct.of the
Beform Club of London. Among other
things, M. Soyor says that tho avenge
epicure of threo-scoro and tea will havo
consumed ijoxca, ".0U sheep, 100 calves;
00 lambs, 50 pigs, 2,000 fowls, 1,000 2sU
of different kinds, 30,000 oysters, 5,475
pounds of vegetables, 243 pounds of but
ter, 24,000 eggs and four tons of "oread,
besides several hogsheads of :whie. tea,
coJeo, etc This enormous .amiu.ru, oi
food will weljh but lit tlo short of forty
toms. St l-ouis IeTMiilif. - -
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