Saved A Soalp.
130 1 believe in presentiments? Well,
you can bet I do¥ Ll relate some of
my experiences, and then ycu may sce
something in it too,
The above was part of 4 e/nversation
I bad & short time ago with an old
frontiersman named George W. Packard,
The following 18 just "as he related Lis
expeneunces to me:
I am a native
West in 1803 and entered the employ
«f the Overland Express Company as
station agent, my post being in Utah, my
duty being the care of relavs of stock.
One evening, just as twilight was gath-
ering, the day expressman having chapged
horses and gone, I ate my supper, then
brought my stock in, which consisted of
two ponics and two mules, After “hob-
bling” them securely, { ‘‘picketed” them
in a circle about where [ iztended to he
down, near the trail, as was my custom,
80 that I mught hear the next messenger,
fhould he chance along betore daybreak,
and also hear any disturbence of my stock.
This being dore I wrapped myself in my
blankets and lay down on my ‘‘ready-
made’ bed (the bare ground). Around
me all was still as death, save the move.
ments of my stock, and tbe rustling otf
the branches of the rank sage brush,
which in that country grows to the
height of three to four feet.
Above me the stars shone out in all
the brightness this western country only
can show. But sleep would not come
this night, try as I might. 1 lay during
what seemed hours to me, yet I could
not sleep. Presently my stock seemed
fretiul, just as tbey would do when a
storm was coming op. Agam and agamn
I tried to sleep until a dread came over
me, from which I became quite nervous.
1 arose, taking my nfle, and went all
around for 200 our 300 feet, but aot a
living thing could 1 see or hear. ‘The stili-
ness was not broken even by a coyotes
howl. Bo 1 went back and, wrapping
my blankets about me, [I lay down
again, laughing at my nervousness,
termned to sleep; but instead of sleep a
feeling took possession of me such as |
cannot describe. Something seemed to
be tugeing and
drawing
wards my stock. I involuntarily
and -walzed which
seemed fretful. | their laria
and Jed them, as this unpulse ied me,
izto the sage brush sume distance |
tbe trail, ail the while
cowerd, and using all my will power
overcome the strange feellog which
seemed (0 possess me: vet 1 picketed my
my stock, went back and removed my
entire “outfit” to my pew quarters,
‘Then again lying down, istending to
sleep, a feeling ol satisfaction seemed to
replace the dread which bad 0 controlled
me. 1 lay there only a few minutes,
thinking of what the expressman would
think »f me, in case he came through be
fore daybhght, when ihe sir was rent by
the most deous yeils that ever escaped
from the hps of a redskin. 1 crawled out
from song my stock, and looking out
from the brush could faintly see the out.
lives of 8 dozen Arapshoes. They had
found the clearing where 1 bad been in
camp, and finding my fire out and every.
thing deserted, they left, after looking
around mm some of the brush, al umes
being close enough for me Lo have shot
them with my pistols. Imagine my feel-
ings as they struck off the trail west. My
*‘lucky star” shone that might sure!
Daylight came at iat, but no express-
man yet. | waited until half the forenoon
was gone, when 1 became alarmed for his
safety. Wh more or less fear, yet know.
ing my duty, | mounted my pony and
started west on the trail to see if he was
mm sight, 1 rode on for about ten miles
when my pony gave a sport. All at once
the truth fashed before me. The red
devils bad met and murdered him. Riding
a httie tartber [ came upon his body lying
in the trail, scalped, robbed, sud mutisted
bombly by their tomabawks, and hs pony
lying dead at bis side
“lucky Star,” “Luck,
ment,” call it what you may.
that something which saved
thst fight, anda 1 don'ts forget it.
Hxzigsuvs,
a ———— I
Waste of Anmtmal Food.
of Ohio, but came
de-
al me me
al we
to mv stock, stil
Inosened
myself
WI
calling
‘Pres nli=
It was just
my scalp,
Ihe
Ibe Hesh of domestic animals fit for
food is almost » waste substance in many
countries, since it can not be locally
consumed por jrofitably preserved. In
the River Plate l{epublics alone there are
£0,000,000 sheep ana 25,000,000 cattle to
8 population of 2 500,000. For years
sheep were only salued there for thar
weol, snd, wien flayed, carcasses were
left to 101, or, when dried in the sun,
pied up in slacks for fuel, while later
on they were boiled down for their
tailow. Sheep get very fat in the prov.
ce of Buenos Ayres, and those of three
snd four years will frequently give from
cighteen to tweuty.five pounds of tallow.
Countless nombers of are boiled
down cvery yesr in the so-called grase-
ias only for the tallow, which torms one
ef the staple articles of export. ‘The
mution 8 thrown away, or used in a dry
stale a8 fuel. lao the five years ending
with 1850, more than 1,500,000 «heey
#nd 200,000 borned catile were bofled
down simply for their tallow, in the col
ones of New Bouth Wales and Victorias,
A A
sheep
How they found out : On a tain two
gentlemen were discussing the nativity
of a third who sat near them, ‘‘I'li
bet he's a Southern man.” “No, he
looks more like a Westerner,” “We can
tell by asking him a question, can't
we?” “all ht, for the cigars, now
he's a Westerner, and 1'll ask him the
question,” So he went across the car
and politely said : ‘IT beg your pardon,
sir, but what time 1s it?” ‘Well, sah,”
he replied, looking at his wateh, “it is
fo’ tes befo’ 10°.” That settled it.
Why sa palm tree like chronology”
Because it furnishes dates,
Ma Wain mst season distributed
about four bushels of the Ricta wheat
—# rust-proof variety--among about
f farmers liviag Baia portions
of Btate. It was grown on the
plains of Tuscany, and is reported to be
the only kind that does mot rust in that
locality. The reports received from
those who have it in i
mdicate that it thus far proven to
be a reliable rust-proof variety,
© 18 a great simpleton who ines
that the chief er of wealth is to
supply wants, Inninety-nine cases out
of » hundred it creates more wants
than it supplies,
The Two Mysteries,
We know not what it is, dear, this sleep so
deep and still;
The folded hands, the awful ealm, the cheek
sa pals and chill;
The lids that will not lift again, though wo
may call and call;
The strange white solitude of peace that get.
ties over all.
We know not what it means, dear, this deso-
late heart pain;
This dread to take our dally way, and walk
in it again,
We know not to what sphere the loved who
leave us go,
we do not know,
they should come this day-—
Should eome and ask us, “What is
not ono of na could SRY,
Life is a mystery as deep as ever death can
be:
Yet oh, how sweet it is to us,
live and see!
Jif?!
this we
Hin
iii
Then might they say~these vanished ones
—and Ulessed is the thought,
“30 death is sweet to us, beloved!
we may tell you naught;
We may not teil it to the quick—this mys-
tery of death
Yo may not tell us, if ye would, the
»
ry of breath. °
though
myste-
The child who enters life comes not with
kuowledge or intent,
So those who enter death must
children sent,
Nothing is known.
is overhead;
And as life is to the living,
the dead.
g0 4s litle
But I believe that God
v0 death i= to
FRE LIFE SHE SAVED,
Round and sparkling, like a crystal
globe of dew, the big tear rolled down
Bessie Baton’'s cheek, and plashed upon
the faded ingain carpet of the dreary
fireless hall bedroom, ir which she sat
upon her own shabby little trunk, the
red shawl drawn tightly around her for
warmtih’s sake, the roar and rattle of
like the howl of a distant demon.
For Bessie was a country girl,
alder-shaded brooks an: the hum
bees than the rush of omnibus wheels
and the whizz of trains over the eleva-
ted roads.
Bessie's visit to New York was
ing rather a disappointment,
sie had committed the not
wr of taking her city ¢
ral err
¥ al
entirel
month
vited |}
city.
oi)
at Bluebell Farm, they had ig-
wer to. come and see them in the
iH 3 new vioiet
she had indulged
cashmere, made by the village
maker, a little straw hat with a w
of daisies and new boots and gloves and
dress.
if
reath
one fine morning.
But Mrs. Milton Munger’s house, in-
stead of the elegant mansion on Fifth
Avenue, which she had hinted at,
a big domicile over a shoe store, where
she kept boarders, and expended most
of the profits in showy dresses for her.
self and ber two daughters, Medora and
Adeliza,
And she stared blankly enough
Jessie Barton when that
yung damsel presented herself
ingly at the door.
At first she could scar
face, but
who it was,
“Ab.” saud sie, “ils Cou
girl from Bluebell Farm
me, what on earth has
here?”
“Medora and Adeliza
return their visit,’
as if her heart was plunged into a cold
bath. And-—and 1 didn’t kiow that
you kept a boarding-house!’
‘It Isn't a board ng-honse
retorted Mrs. Munger. “If 1 choose to
share my expenses with a few refined
friends, 1 don’t Know that my estab-
lishment need to be called a boarding-
$
y
SI -
eiy recall hes
presently she ro
| Leg vt ¥
Sil Bart Hi
: a Soe
She ILy
bronelit vou
I aii
$
i Kod ite LO
said Dessie, feelin
house,
Adeliza—where are you?’
Medora Munger emerged from the
parlor where she had been hammering
away on a wretched old skeleton of a
piano,
Adeliza came up from the unconge-
nial occupation of polishing red apples
for desert in a mouldy smelling dining-
rooin where the boarders ate their din-
ner by gaslight, and there issued forth
a whiff of blackbeeties every tim. the
cupboard doors were opened,
And together thev escorted thei
cousin Bessie up to the chilly hall bed-
rooin, whose atmosphere seemed
strike like a frozen knife to her heart,
“Oh, of course we're glad to
you,’ sald Medora, adjusting th
zes before the misty little looking
framed in cherry wood. *“‘But
unlucky that you should come
now, when the house is so full.
waitress has gone, and there's
deal to do. But you can sleep
me amd Liza, in the dark room off the
Huen-closet, and | dare
along very comfortably.”
But this style of speech was so differ
ent from the gushing cordiality display-
ed soine three months before at the
Bluebeil Farm by these ladies, that
Bessie Barton could scarcely
ber ears,
And shepwas just waking up het
mind to propose a returi to the country
after three days of chrysalis existence
in the dark dining-room and gloomy
back parlor, which were so widely dif-
ferent from her pictured anticipations
of city life, when Mrs, Munger broke
out with a totally imexpected proposi-
tion.|
“11 tell you what, Bessie.’ sand
she, “I'm troubled for help just now,
and if you'll stay and lend & hand with
the Slane and chinagand dessert—I know
you've got taste about such
things, for your table out at the farm
was always as pretty as a picture~ I'll
give you a dollar a week
And to the little country damsel
who bad vever earned a penny of hey
own, a dollar a week appeared like
wealth although this realization of the
New York dream seemed 80 walike her
fancies of Fifth Avenue, the Centeal
Park, the glitter of Broadway, and the
kaleidoscope splendors of the Academy
of Design,
Moreover, after all (hat bad been
said throughout the simple country
neighborhood about her visit to the
city, she was a little ashamed to come
back at a week's wind with the confes.
4
0
wii
Say
sa Vi
Délieyve
sion that her aunt hadn’t been espe-
cially glad to see her.
Ro she acquiesced in Annt Munger’s
project and remained, although she was
a little afraid of the boarders.
There was the fat man with the flow.
ing coral-colored beard, who was a
newspaper editor — and the passe
widow who had the best front room. and
was always sending messages to the
as she had the nervous headache —and
the two moustached young men who
had something to do with the brokering
business in Wall street—and the stout
couple who went daily to a gymnasium,
and walked for exercise so many hour
per diem. And there was the young
lady with the curls who taught school,
and the genteel dressmaker who had
the use of the parlors to see her comn-
pany in, and the saucy pretty “‘sales
lady?’ who always dressed so elegantly,
and the shy youth who was a book-
keeper somewhere on a starvation sal
ary, and whom nobody noticed. They
were all studies of chameter to little
Bessie Barton, She looked at them as
she might have looked at so many stat-
ues or pictures—they amused her,
Until finally the shy lad— Laurence
Wyatt was his name—fall sick of ma
larial fever in the very chill hall bed-
room where Bessie Banton had shed
those first and bitteres: tears of her
sojourn in the great city—and Bessie
herself, shocked at the total indiffer-
ence of Aunt Munger and the girls,
made him a bowl of gruel and took it
upstairs.
“You are very kind,” said the pale
lad, looking at her with eyes which
were like sunken caverns of fire, |
don’t know what right I have to vour
ministrations.”
Just this,” said Bessie chieerily: **]
heard you say once that all your friends
were up in Maine—and,
some one must take care of you-——
“Every one doesn’t argue atler the
§
Gf Course,
“And besides.” pursued
essio, a
m, we gh
S016
y which we call
And we
H who are ill-—all, I mean.”
have friends and no
declared that some day he would lay
that rescued life down at my feet, And
80 he has,”
“That’s all silly sentimental
sense,’’ sald indignant Medora,
wis loverless at eight-and-twenty.
It did seem hard that the husband-
hunting Misses Munger should be une
wooed and unwon, while simple little
country-bred Bessie married the rich
man!
But then, while Laurence Wyatt Jay
sick unto death in the little dreary hall
bedroom, the Misses Munger had not
troubled themselves whether he lived
died,
“Only a four-and-a-half-dollar board -
er, they had scornfully remarked.-
*Why don’t ma insist on his going to
the hospital?”
But Bessie had helped up the silver
torch of Faith, Hope, Charity, And
its white fire had illuminated her whole
life with brightness,
—————
Designing Cigar Labels.
Hon-
who
(831
A hthographing establishment 1a New
York having offered to pay the highest
cash prices for first class cigar-label de-
signs, a reporter found a member of the
firm looking over a portfolio of drawings
and dlustrations cut from periodicals, He
selected a couple of drawings, and, turn-
ing to a young man, said: “These are good
designs, and’’—picking up one of the
illustrations—*‘you might make usa de-
gign from thai. Pll give you $15 for
these three in crayon, and $20 if you'll do
the inst one in colors. That's $5 apiece
for your crayon designs, and $10 for that
which 18 10 be in colors.”
‘Can 1 get the money
crayon drawings now?” the
asked,
“Certainly,” Mr. Phelps said, handing
$10 to bun, ‘*‘and the rest when you
bring the other design. Just leave your
address in cose I should want vou to do
some other work before you finish this
»
two
an
for ile
young
design,
The young man picketed the $10 and
quitted the office 10 8 very happy frame
i mund.
“ile seems WO
be a smart youog tellow,”
i said, ‘‘and I'm glad we got
hold of Bim. If we hadn't advertised we
might never have known of him.”
“iaven't you to
4
Lt
desigu
busing 3
repeated
FRAT
Wyatt slowly. “Yes. i
4 name that sounds
r. Miss Bessie,
Ing it
Is A sweet tu
gratefu
“i it my
were liv d be
think she would thank vou as
know how to do."
“Oh,” sald Bessie brightly,
early for thanks yet! Wait a little
Down into the Valley of the Shadow
poor Laurence Wyatt went
to the black waves where life and love
drift forth often to
more,
But he
iy 1
mother
here]
font
$i
one's ¢
: a}
ile CO
3 y
close. close
80 return never
recovered at last, and Dr.
dence, owing to Bessie Barton's kind
hi Enea Sh git tnd oiiad FER RS —
nursing and ceaseless car; J sa.
And he went away to his dstant
home for rest and change: and Mrs,
Munger drew a long sigh and remark-
edd: **To be sure, what a relief it sas v
“Bessie dear,” said to
sudden of
she Her niece
BOCHRS tenderness,
§ollge }
¥¢
il 8 oOn-
GIawing-
Scrape a itlie money
it tO me
i
ent vou Lo sens
chance Lo gel a great Largain
WOln ,
if 1 could togeth-
uppose vou lend fora few
weeks only.’
Besgie colored; he “yi ids droagped
“Oh, Aunt Manger. I cannot!
gave it to Laurence Wyatt,
He could not pay up his board-bill
and-——'"
“Gave it 10 Laurence
exclaimed
ahie
s#
Ville
Wyatt, indeed”
the boarding-bones
keeper.
**And he took il {yom you?’
“He borrowed it, Aunt Manges
“You'll never again,’ said
Munger “Bessie, you
are a fool | f§
And she nounced out of the FOO, 11
a passion. The next day she would not
speak to ber niece; and Adeliza and
Medora went about with faces of 2rim
disapproval,
If Bessie must throw her money
about why couldn’t she have thrown it
in the direction of the family-coffers?
From that day everything seemed to
go wrong in the Munger household,
Bad debts grew worse, The «ont
couple went Europe—the editor
married and set up a hearthatone of his
OWI.
Une by tie desirable boarders
dropped away, while their places
taken by showy impostors, who depa
trunks {ful
Allied,
And Mrs, Munger was gloomily cone
templating a sherifl’s sale, se
aay a carriage rolled up to the door and
out stepped a gentleman in able furs
and costiy dress,
“Don’t you know we, Mrs. Munger,
I am Laurence
Wyatt! And I've come to pay my debits,
Don’t look at me so strangely. { am
not an apparition. Only my uncie from
Chicago has adopted me, snd 1 am to
enter the minipg business with him,
He has settled o liberal silowance upon
me, and I aw a rich man now,”
Mrs, Munger sighed sepulchrally.
“You've no debts here, Mr, Wyatt ©
said she; “it's all settled up to date. —
But if you know of any eligible pactios
lwoking out for good board’!
“Yes, of course 1 will recommend
them, said Lanrence frankly; but— my
sunt is out here in the carnage and she
wants to see the voung lady who saved
my life. Bessie Barton.”
So Bessie, vlushing and frightened,
went out to see the grand lady in the
carviage, who slipped a little diamond
on her finger--u soltaire diamond that
shone and glittered like a spark of fire,
And Laorvence Wyatt whispered to her,
“Our engegement-ring, Be Wi
Adeliza and Medora Munger were
highly scandalised when they heart of
it, So Bessie, the sly little puss, had
been secretly engaged to that book.
Keeping you man ever since he
went away, looking more like a hag.
gard spectre than anything else. How
could she know that he would come
back a rich man’s heir Wasn't it the
most improvident thing in all the world?
“He told me I had’ saved his life,”
confessed Bessie, “und he loved me and
Ng t
Angry.
{io
Oe
Weare
§
i
*
3
when
number of
and more
of domestic cigars
branch of and we
stantly being called on for labels for new
brands. For this reason we want 10 have
#8 many designers st our dispose) as pos-
sible. The result of our offer 18 that men
come here wilh sampies of their work,
snd we can teil st a glance whether it
wili be well to add them to our st of de-
signers or not.’
“Do you suggest designs yourself, or
leave that 10 the artist?”
“You see, if a ciear manufscturer wanls
to gel oul & new brand, or to work off an
old brand under a new label, which is the
most usua Case, he Comes nore and wells
us what his idea 18, or, more frequently,
trils our canvassers-—for there is so much
competition in the that we have
to send around canvassers with books of
labels 10 stock. We find what price
desires lo pay, whether he wants =
in black and white or in colors, and
WwW many colors, as the expense of
getung up « label depends mostly
number of colors to be ormted. It he
wants a cheap label! we gel a crayon de-
#¥ign, if be wants a very fancy label we
get a design in colors trom one of your
fifteer-doilar desigoers. Let me show you
how it is done,” opening a large book full
ot labels,
“*Here is 8 label ou which canvassers in
one seclion of the country alone managed
to sell five million cigars. A manufsc-
turer sent us word that be wanted 10 work
be Free Masous, because he thought
pienty of them were io be found all over
the country. 50 he wanted to get up a
{ Grand Master brand, for which he wished
{ a first-class label. We got up tins iabel
for him. The centre is the figure of a
Grand Master in full regalia: the side
pieces are the implements used in Mason
rites,”
“How much do labels like that cost’
“They are the most espeosive $50 for
a thousand sels.’
“How many are to a sell”
“A sel consista of the large label for the
inside of the cover and the centre pieces
of the large label alone to be pasted on the
outside. The success of this label has
been so great that several other manufsc-
turers have ordered designs for labels on
which to work the Free Masons, and we
have lithographed for them thousands of
iabels with other designs calouiated to at.
tract the eyes of Masons, That fz the
way designs usually onginate—with the
cigar manulaciurer, Of oourse, we have
sock labels so that we can show samples."
“Do you ever give liustrations from
periddicals to your artists as bases for de-
signet"
“Rarely.
own stealing.’
“1 often see labels of Havana manufac
turers on boxes of domestic cigars. [Do
you sell imitation of Havana labelst”
“NOt Bow, because there is a law against
it. Imitating toreign labels used to be an
impottant breach of our bumness, because
when the masufscturiag of domestic cigars
Vegan most domestic cigars were sold as
imported, aad the manufacturers required
imitation labels, But mow domestic
cigars are sold on their merits.”
Is any apecial label most in demand?”
“When a manufacturer gets his name
well up tn the bumupess, so thal people
begin to ask for his cigars, be will have hus
portrait put on his labels and stuck on the
inside and outside of the box, like the
gpecimens of personal portraiture which
theatrical managers have posted on ihe
fences.’
“Do manufacturers get up brands for
special sale among certain trades or pro.
fessione, as did the one who ongioated the
Masonic braaal™
Yes. You will find here labels with
fire engines, supa, steamboats, and the
like. During the excitement over six-day
walking maiches we got up labels with
the cootestants on the track. ‘I'ben we
have pletures of famous sctresses, of race
horses, of the Tally Ho,, and of winning
yachts. In fagt, the manufscturcrs, and
we too, read the newspapers and if any
event of great public interest offers any
basis for a cigar label design, may
After the
€ Hon,
HA
more
them.
thé n
i 8 COnsia
Decause
ing trade,
business
.
li
wa the
We usually let them do their
out » label with the portrait of
With ®. Ho'man,''
Abandoned Vessels,
kiod of ocean beggars, They hover
about the path of well-to-do ships, snd
exlubitiug their mutilated stamps sud
broken sides, cringe and courtesy for
help as the vessels go by, Toey are, it
must be admitted, as a rule, miserably
poor—in rags and without a
farden” in their pockets. The sea
despoils them first: but if Neptune over.
have a look at the wreck
her, “Found un good
floating alongside; got it
proceoded.”’ Or,
found on deck
some passing vessel had helped herself
to all that was to be got.”
ments are sometimes to be
log-books, Here is one that 1
moment ght on;
quarter-boat
“Nothing to
found in
at this
“The German
aft; found a thirty-foot life boat adrift,
which was taken aboard, in which were
some tobacco, provisions, and a stone
butter-pot.” Doubtless the Dutchmen
the provisions, and the butter. The
nght
standing.
ahead, with only a
“The cargo was all goue
out of the main-hateh, but he;
hold was fuli of casks, She
forehateh, but 1 think
must have been fall of casks also, 1
rum and molasses, tue ram
stored iu both ends, keeping the vesss
afloat,” Bhe was full
quentiy the ram was not to be come at,
and go all that poor Jack of the Ocean
Bwell could do was to look yearningly
down at the casks and
watering mouth,
into hus boat and
again,
A more romantic derelict
American brig Celeste, the
which I read with interest in au Ameri.
can paper a few days ago, Sh
found 1a the Mediterranean and boarded,
All sail her, but living
creature was to De soen.
fire burning
Deing
3§ ArT
OF We ater, COULBe-
then, with
tumble reluctantly
row aboard his
a +}
wis Wie
Wry of
Wis
Was oun not a
Vhere was i
the gailey; dinner
set oul uutasted and not yet cold; there
were some child's toys in the eabin, “‘and
a piece of a woman's dress was still
under the needle of the
machine.” What had
people? Had
by jumping overboard? If so. why was
their dinner cooked and served, only to
be left untouched? The easiest way
perhaps to solve the riddle 1s to disbe
lieve the story. Butilit be true it 1s
extraordinary, and should commend it-
sell as a marine problem very
worth the notice of a mageazine-writer
on the lookout for a subject,
Now and again, however, a derelict
is epcountered that proves a wonder-
fully rich prize. Buch was the Falls of
Afton. At about 280 miles from Ma.
deira a French vessel fell in
large won Eoglish ship, abandoned, and
she was conveyed to the island Ly a
French squadron of inspection,
proved to be the Falls of Afton, a new
iron ship, loaded with 2.000 tons of rail-
way sleepers, 150 tons of pig iron, 150
tons of smithy coal, and 200 tons of coke
—a nice little haul for Monsiear, as the
salvage afterward proved. It waa
charged against the Captain that
deavored to sink the ship by cutting
the suction-pipe and opening the sea.
cock in the after-peak; but this
nied, and whether it was proved or not
and what became of the case I ean not
recollect. Foconuterng and bringing
to port a few such derelicts as the Falls
Aften would soon make a man's fort
une, aid if they were numerons we
might hear of public companies being
formed for the salving of such aban-
domed craft, with underwriters for
chairmen, Bat they are not numerons,
and this age of iron makes them rarer
every day. Liven when a vessel that
looks worth preserving is met, lifa is
often jeopardized in sailing her; or if
she is to be towed, then, after a deal of
maneuvring and many hours of deten-
tion and the carrying away of hawsers,
the derelict Las frequently to be
dropped, with a sea-blessing on her
head aud hearty regret on the skipper's
part that he ever sighted her. The
struggle is sometimes a desperate one.
The avandoned craft, like an Irishman's
pig, refuses to go ahead, She barely
answers her helm. The tow.rope parts
in a gale of wind, the wreck is driven
away to leeward and is lost in the
thickness, and the little company of
i Was
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become ol
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oi
men who have been put aboard of her
find themselves pretty much
same dangerous situation the
first crew ocoupied before they were
succored, If ever money is meritorious-
ly earned, it is by the wen who receiye
rewards for bringing a wrecked vessel
% pore T— " Wha — ;
lt 1s not very long sipee tareo wien
were picked up in an open post 1n the
North Sea by a foreign bark.
story told was this: They belonged to
an Eugliah fishing cutter, and, while
cruising a derelict vessel was sighted
dritiing, The cutter sent as boat with
three men to board the vessel, and
when they arrived they found her to be
a brig. The wind was breezing up at
the time; it freshened into a gale; the
tow-rope by which the smack wos en.
deavoring to drag the brig parted, and
the cutter wes blown out of sight, It
iv smposuible 30 slop shoard the water.
oged hull, so t men got into
their bont and they had been d
about for forty-five hours when the for
eign bark came across them. Out of
such stufl is the romance of the dereliot
10 be woven; and material for many »
wild and wonderful yarn may haply be
found at this ot among wreoked
avardoned and dnfting fabrics, over
whose deep aides the green seas are
rol in foam, or whose hulls, with
the of the black water in the hold
hatches, lean
were sewn, and lave risen 10 the
to lcox blindly up to Heaveu
scatters thar dust through
ousang miles of veear,
English Items of Taterost,
| Ap American tourist writes as fshiows:
i The site of Bearborough, Kaglaad, & almost
| incomparably fine. 1 is bulls en He side
| of an ampitheatre of cliffs, the lewer part
of winch 1s laid ont # park, with trees
and flowers vnd concrete and nu
magnificent Casing, so that the
| look on the one
banks, gay with veraure
snd sbrosd oo the of
| sparkling suminer sea. Along
nade at the suminit of the cliff si rete
of handsome, substantially bud r
with bere and np
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way of walering-place pleasures, dry
performances aud conc
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| scarcely less autractive
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6 Cily, Mri
than
ered simply as 8 watering pisses, fhe wide
well-built streets abound in templng shop
i and handsome edifices. For those
| ested histone associations,
{ the rans of the old castle, once
fortress, on the heights to the le
| turn, though, as the present edifice
{ dates from the rebellion of 1745, ix
{10 historic inlerest may .
doubiful. George Foz, the foung
sect of Quakers, was
I, a8 8 native
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crumbling masses ol masonry with peculiar
interest, ae onginal lortress was
stroyed by hose mdefatigable smasher
Dalleore
under Cromwell, and since the thfest
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decay. But Scarbor ugh
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| BION
the velvel turf, the grand
sécs of rhododendrons and lsureis—asy,
ite poinis of view cunningly arranged
foliage, had all been brough
fortunate hazard inste
i hand. In one point the infin.
ence of French landscape gardening, us
exemplified by the works of 1.2 Notre in
| the grounds of Versailles, makes itself ap-
{ parent. Watteau or Boucher could have
{ chosen no fairer site for their pictures than
ihe ginssy walers of the muniature lake, set
| in soft, smooth turf like a diamond enc.
cied with emeralds, and nirroring the
preity Grecian temple and groups of staty-
ary that adora 11s banks Al another
point in the grounds you come upon the
most cunningly contrived of surprises, in
the shape of a summer-house, shut in by
two doors, winch, on being flung back,
Peveal 10 the visitor the great ornament and
allractions o! this enchanted domain, the
rains of Fountains Abbey, said to be the
grandest and most picturesque rus in
Eogland, Saperd aud stately, even as a
| shattered wreck, the grand Gothic walls
front the spectator with 8 mute eloguence
respecting their past glones, hke some
greal dethronad Kiag, talien inl old age
and decrepitude in the lonelinees of exile
Studeley Hoyul was formerly the estate
of a maiden lady, a Miss Lawrence, who
gpent all her large income in adorning and
improving the grounds, Sae died at an
scvanced sage, and bequeathed ber property
10 is present owner isstead of her neares
| relatives, for the reason that the istier bad
| become converts to Ustholictsm. Oddly
| enough, the Marquis of Ripou has in later
| years become a Catholic, 50 that the disin-
| beritance of ber natural heirs proved any
thing but effectual 1n keeping the property
out of the hands of a member of that comp.
| munion, However, Lord de Gray, the
| future Marquis, is said 10 be a staunch
Protestant, so that the old lady's desires in
| that respect will probably one day be ful-
| filled. The house of Studeley Hoyal 1s not
shown to wisitors, and in truth it presents
no special points of interest. It enough,
| too, for the world at large to be allowed to
| visit Fountain’s Abbey, and that noble
park, with its superb views, and splendid
{ trees, and its heeds of red deer feeding
beneath the oaks or glancing fleet as birds
| across the sunhit turf.
Just at the entrance of the park a smsil
{ but very beautiful memonal church has
{ been erecled as a monument 10 whe urother
{ of the Marchioness of Ripon, young Fre i
i erie Vyner. who was murdered some years
820 by Greek brgands when making sn
| excursion in the neighborhood of Athens,
| He died like a brave man, poor young
fellow (be was only twenty-three), display -
ng all the calm firmness aad patient cour.
age charscieristic of the Anglo-Saxon race.
The fout of this charch is very beaatitul,
beng in dark, rehly-colored stone, with
meised and guided formal ornawentation.
This fost was a present 10 the Marquis
from sone of ls {riends in Amencs, and
the stone whereof iL ® composed, is tha
finest of Amenican marbles, the marble of
Tennessee.
a IAI ses
A Noeial Weakonoss,
* A wrakness of the Australian char
acter is the huager after titles and de.
corations. Toward the close of the
NServian wal so cheap dud the Russian
officers held the Servian decoration of
the “Takovo Cross” that they used to
tie the bauble round their dogs’ necks
and have the animals trot behind thew
thus adorned. The “C, M. G.” seems
to me ADEE Ab FROM feos of tram
y as ussian officers regarded
Jor “Takove Cross.’ But the Aus
tralian, though while be is without it
be affects to sneer at the “C. M. G.,
and links the initials to a ory
rit 3 > ¥ , of £48 ¥ ¢
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