4 LIFE OF OMILOREN BY THE gBA, rm comforted of pilot stars they lie charmed dreams, but not of world nor Bop aship! her wide yards score the sky; sails a steel-blus sea. Ag turns the t amassment of the tide, Drawn of sliver despot to her throne, Bo turn the destined souls, so far and wide, The strong deep claims its own. Sull the old tale, these dreamy islanders, Each with hot Sunderbunds a somewhat owns, That calls, the grandatre’s bloed within them stirs Dutch Java guards his bones. And these were orphaned when a leak was sprung Far out from land when all the air was balm; The shipmen saw their faces as they bung, And sank in the glassy calm. These, in an orange-sloop their father plied, Deck laden deep she sailed from Cadiz side, Drank water and went down. They too shall sail. High names of alien lands Are in the dream, great names their fath- ers knew; the garden you know, and the cow; that cao VILE oo was a w al he r, Isn't it a great deal cheaper to feed women than men? She always said so.” “I suppose it is. Men are carniverous. A diet of tea and vega.ables don’t suit thera very well; they are apt to grumble for something more solid, Well, my Even without the mort- gage, you could’nt live on $50 a year.” “No. And I've been thinking what we could do. So has Cree, though we haven’t spoken to each other about it, I might teach a district school, perhaps. And Cree—"’ ‘I could take a place as plain cook. There isn’t anything else I can do as well. Plain cookipg, with dripping and soapfat by way of perquisites; and I gave a laugh which was meant to be merry. “It is hard” said John with a moody look on his face which was foreign to its usual frank brightness. ‘How much can’t get it, and how little it is worth to other people, who fling it away with- out a thought of its valuel A thousand dollars now! Any rich man would con - sider it a mere bagateile in his expenses; Madras, the white surf rearing on her sands, E'en they shall breast it too Bee threads of scarlet down fell Roa creep, Wild moaning winds rend back her va- | porous veil; Wild Orinoco wedge-like split the deep, ! Raging forth passion pale; | Or a biue berg at sunrise glittering, tall, i Great as a town adrift. come shining on, With sharp spires,gemlike as the mystical Olear city of St John. I ————— | A NEWSPAPER FILE. f yi It was two days after Aunt Priscilla’s | funeral, and Sue and I were sitting to- | gether by the kitchen fire, with that | hush over our spirits still which follows | a death and a burial. All the afternoon | we had been busy in getting the house | to rights, not meddling yet with the | things which had been hers and were now ours, but by dint of open windows, | sunshine and furniture dusted and re. | arranged, trying to restore to the rooms | that familiar look which they had lost | during those weeks of anxiety and trou- ble. A few di more and we must | face a future w. ci: was full of terrors. Meanwkile, custom as well as inclina- | tion accorded a brief respite in which to | think of her who was gone and of each other, with the clinging fondness of | those whose lives, never before parted, | were about to separate. Sue sat on a low stool, her head against the chimney jamb. It was the chimney of Aunt Priseilla’s youth; she would never alter it—one of the ! wide, old-fashioned kind, with pot hooks | god blazing logs, and bake oven at ons side, The soot blackened bricks and faint red glow made a background for | my sister’s head, with its great twist of fair hair and lily like slender throat. | Sue is very pretty, prettier than any- | body I ever saw. I recollect a picture | a8 1 looked at her—a picture of Cin- derella sitting in just such an attitude | by the chimney side. Sune was equally icluresque at that moment; so far as | 00ks go, equally worthy of a prince; | but alas! no fairy godmother was likely | to emerge from the apple room for her | benefit. Aunt Pris, who in a small way, had enacted that part towards us, | was gone, and her big rocking chair which: we had no heart to sit in, swung empty in its accustomed place, type of | a hike emptiness which we were con-! pcious of in other things, and would feel for,a long time to come. Neither of us spoke for a while. We | were tired and spiritiess, and John Slade was coming presently to talk over things, so we saved our words. Dr, Slade—John—was Sue's lover. | The®r poor little engagement had been i made two years ago. How many years | f= was likely to last nobody could 03s, | bat shey held on te it bravely, and were | content to wait. Pretty soon, as we | #al waiting, his step sounded without | on the gravel, and with a little tap— | courteous, but unnecessary, for thedoor | was pever locked —he entered, gave Sue | # gentle kiss, me another, and sat down | between us in aunty’s rooking chair, | was a comfort to have him de that, | e house seemed less forlorn at once. | “Well. children, how has the day | gone?" he asked, i “Pretty weil,” replied Sue. “We | have been busy and are tired to-night, | I think I'm glad you are come, John | r. We are getting lonely and dis- mal, Cree and J. i Lucretia is my name, but Sue and | Aunt Pricills always called me “Cree.” John adjusted a stick on the embers, | and with one daring poke sent a tongue | of bright flame upward before he an- | swered. Then he took Sue's hand in | his broad palm, and patting it gently, sald: ‘““Now let's taik over matters. We pught to decide what we are to do, we three," “That “three” was very comforting to me, but John always is a comfort, He was “made 30" Aunt Pris said. And be certainly carries out the pur- pose of his creation, “Did your aunt leave any will?” he went on. “Only this; and I brought from be taveen leaves of the big Bible, where we had found it, a half sheet of note poor, on which dear aunty had stated her own simple fora, that she left all she had to be equally divided be- tween her nieces, Susan and Lucretia Foudarier. Bquire Packard’s name and Brackett's, our old washer-wo- “yr well, said John ~ “Thats good ‘Very ohn, in law, I fancy; or, if mot, you are the nearest relatives, and it’s yours any- way. What property did your aunt own besides this pm **She had an annuity of $250 a year, and $50 more from some turnpike stock. That's all, ex the house and furni- and there is a The annuity stops now, doesn’t it?” John looked as though he wanted to whistle, but refrained. ‘Your aunt was a clever manager,’ he said—a capital manager. She made very little go a great way, didn’t she? don’t know any one else who could on $300 a year, with in- terest taken out. You have always cozy and ; ” © always have been. But we had but if I couldeommand the sum, it would make us three comfortable for life.”’ “How do you mean? What would you do with a thousand dollars If you had it, John?" “I'll tell you. Langworthy ls going | to sell his practice.” “Ohl? ‘‘It is a large practice for the coun- try, you know. It brings him six or | He has a chance to go into partnership and he’ll sell fora thousand.” ‘*But, John, some people like you better than they do Dr, Langworthy.” “Yes, some people do. But the question is, will they like me better than the other man who buys Dr. If I were that man [ should commas. both practices. It man coxing in has his chance to cut me out.” “I see What can be done ?” ‘ Nething,”’ with rueful glance, “That's the worst of ii. i can only | Bnt it | is hard, when with this miserable | thousand dollars I could double my | chances and make a nice home for you two. Sue, darling, don’t cry.” | She bad laid her cheek down on hs | arm, but she wasn’t crying, only look- | ‘If wesold everything, all this which | fing— | I asked desperately. John shook his head, “I couldnt let You'll want | go into buying a practice for me. But, | now that this wouldn't realize much forced sale. And the furniture though | worth a good deal to keep would go for nothing at an auction. That plan wouldn’t do at all for any of us.” ‘Stull there’s no harm in thinking | aboue it, and seeing what we have, and what it’s worth,” 1 urged, loth to give up any ghost of achance. “We may | “Of course. That 15a thing you must | do sooner or later. Look over the! we'll consult and fix on approximate | Den’t hurry about it, though. you need rest.” | ‘“Rest is the very thing I don’t need | and can’t take,” I cried impetuously. | “Something to Gill up the long days and i keep us from thinki 'g and getting blue ! is what we want. We'll make the list | to-morrow, John.” A little more talk and he rose to go, “Did you stop at the post office | John?” ‘*Yes, There was nothing for you.” | “Not even the Intelligencer?” asked | ue languidly. i *I forgot to tell you there has been a | great fire in New York, and the Intelli- gencer is burned out, Abner brought | the news over; it was telegraphed to the Junction. They say the building is a | total loss, so I suppose there won't be | any publication for awhile—some days | at least.” i “Poor aunty! how sorry she would | bel” sighed Sue. ‘*‘Aunty took the | paper ever since it began-—forty-five | years ago. She never missed a number, | There 1t is all upstairs—stacks and stacks of it, She was so proud of her file, Is’s no use at all now, I sup- pose, is it John?" " ragman will give a penny a pound for it,” 1 suggested; ‘‘that’s something.” “We'll weigh the lot one of these 5 John, *‘Good night, children,’ It was a ghostly task which we set out to do next day. The past itself, the faint, fragmentary past, seems to be wrapped up and enclosed in those bun- dles of time-worn articles with which elderly people encumber their store- rooms and closet shelves. Some alr of antiquity exhales as you open them, and, mingling with our modern alr, produ- ces an impression half laughable, half sad. Aunt Priscilla had been a born collector. She loved old things because they were old, apart from use or value, instinct and principle combined had kept her from ever throwing away any- Shing in her life, Our list was a very short one, A few chairs and tables, a dozen thin spoons, and a small teapot in silver, the hage newspaper heap which I had appraised at a penny the pound these seemed the only ble things, and we looked comically and grimly Into each other's faces as we set them down, “I wish it were possible to eat Intel- ligencers,” sald I. “They say newspapers make excellant than blankets,” John came as usual in the evening, “Here's enterprise!” he called out as he came in, “What is enterprise?” ““The Intel cer! Behold 1 lage as life, and loo] Just as ¥ forty-eight hours after the fire! 's en PS nn, amin , BS sh dss the Papel from sts and held it to blaze that she might ———————— ERIE, see the familiar page. Meanwhile I took frem my poc our meslahcholy Nttle Hat, “¥ou were sgt John. Sue and I have searched ouse over to-day, and this is all there is of any value—the furniture, a lttle silver, and those wretched Intelligencers, I was Interrupted by a startling cry. Sue was gazing at the newspaper in her hand with large dilated eyes. Her cheeks flushed pink, “What 1s it? What is the matter?” both of us ery in a breath, “Just read this! Oh, John! I don’t believe it! Read!” She thrust the paper into his hand, and he read: THE PAPER FILE OF OUR PAPER $1.000 3 Fowgirr, § been destroyed by fire on the evening of the 15th inst., we offer the above price for a fumplets and perfect set of the Intelligencer from its first number, March 4, 1830, to present date. Any person able to supply a set as stated will please communicate with the publisher, P, 0. Box 2351, New York. **A thousand dollars! Oh Sue! oh John! what a good piece of good fort- une! Dear aunt—think of her file turn- ing out such a treasure! It is too won- derful to be true. I feel as though it were a dream;” and I danced up and Jahn and Sue were eqnally excited, “Only,” premised the former, ‘‘we musn't forget that some one else may have a file of the Intelligencer, and get ahead of us.” This wet blanket of a suggestion kept posted over night for the early stage. if it should be lest in the mails! When fidgety to employ myself in any way, But about noon John walked in, com- fort in his eyes, the letter is only half way there.” egraphed, paid the answer, and here it is, "0" ‘Send file at once, aer. How we cried and kissed each other! How PF. Haaarax ™ laughed and much gether, the fruition of deferred hopes; home security, the shelter of my sister’s much money can do sometimes! and at shoulder, and shivered and sobbed now and then, when I turned emotion into a new channel by seizing a tumbler of waler and Jroponng this toast: “To the memory of the late Samuel F. B. Morse” nix from its ashes!" drink this heartily. Sr GS The Martin Kossua Aflair, Martin Koszia had been one of the against Austria in 1840. Turky for refuge. The Austrian goy- though, after some correspondence on permanently to some foreign land. his stay. In 1854 Koszia retu to Tarkey, contrary to his promise to the Porte. At Smyrna he received a passport from the American consul and went ashore. The Austrian consul at Smyrna, hear. ing of the exile’s presence there, and having no power to arrest him on shore, hired some bandits to throw hum into the bay, where a boat picked him up and conveyed him on board an Austrian frigate. Capt. Duncan Ingraham, Uni- ted States navy was at anchor in the loaded and pointed at the Austrian yes sel, threatening to fire into her if Kosz- into the charge of the French consul. and gave up the prisoner. The affair gave rise to a Jong discus. sion between Baron Hulseman, the Austrian minister at Washington, and William L. Marcy, the American secre. tary of Btate, Becretary Marcy got the best of the argument and Koszta was restored to the United States, rel li cin: Ou Her Mascle, Dr. Mary Walker, of Washington re- cently created a sensation at the Capi- tol. She appeared in one of the corri- dors of the lower floor of the House wing, and going to the enclosure ocon- pled by the janitor of the House obtain- ed permission to depomt her tile on the wood-box while she went into the room of the Committes on Claims, After the doctor had disappeared into the committee room some wag bribed a colored employe of the House with a quarter to put the hat on his head, go to the committee room and offer it to the doctor. The colored man placed the dector’s hat jauntily on his head, and stepping into the committee room, bowed to the doctor and was about to offer her the hat when she to her feet, screamed “You impudent scoun- drel,” and dealt the colored man a blow Colonel Mien's Leap, Colonel Allen's boyhood was passed in Nova Scotia, of which province he was a citizen till about his twenty-first year, though he received part of his education in Boston. When the colo- nies declared their independence and the war of the Revolution &n, young John Allan, who was an ardent Ameri- can patriot, made a strong effort to have Novia Scotia and New Brunswick join with Maine and Massachusetts and declare themselves free of England;and if he had succeeded, thoss two provin- ces would be free States of the Amer can Union to-day instead of colony possessions of England. But the Tory influence there was too strong, for him, since he was then only about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, and he was obliged to fly for hus life to escape hang- ing. $e came over the border into Ma‘ne and settled at Machias; and from that time forward through the whole war, he was the mainstay of defence for the people of the eastern frontier. For though a quiet man, he was a very de- termined one; and hie rule of always doing exaotly as he engaged to do soon made him loved by the Indians, over whom he gained an almost complete mastery and leadership, This was very important: for the Indians of the Pen- obscot and Passamaquaddy tribes were then very numerous and very usetul in | war, Tne government at that time could give Colonel Allan but little assistance, | though he was well-known to Washing- {ton and Knox, and acted in concert with them. At one time, fearing that | he should be unable to give certain sup- { plies to the Passamaquaddy Indians, he | left his two sons, Willlam and Mark, as hostages, in their hands, and pro- ceeded to Boston, hoping to hasten the tardy appropriations made for them. i Delay followed delay, and the lads, then aged thirteen and eleven, spent | two years among the Indians, hunting | porpoises and fishing with them, getting | nothing better to eat all that time than | parched corn, fish and occasionally a bit | of moose-meat. Ah, how poor Mrs, Allan worried about ber boys, whom | she was unable to see during all that | time! When at last they did return home, they were dreadfully dirty, clad in skins, and their hair hung in tangled locks down their shoulders, The British were greatly incensed against Colonel Allan daring all this time. times sent from Nova Scotia to assagsi- nate him. The friendly Indians were | coming and going from the colonels { times a dozen times a day. One afternoon as the colonel, who was ill that day, was sitting in a chair, | with 8 bedspread around him, talking with his sons, John and Mark, one of the Indians, named Sam Jack, came in i and sat down without saying anything, But as the colonel allowed them to come and go a they liked, no questions were asked him. went on talking, Sam Jack got up and got behind the door leading into the colonel’s bedroom, which stood ajar, just back of his chair. They were so | busy talking that they did not notice it, or forgot 1t io a few moments; and after a time John and Mark both went out to do some work, leaving the colonel alone as he thought. Some minutes passed, and he had fallen into a drowse, when suddenly the cum,’ from down Halifax wWay-—-not one British had hired to kill the colonel— | leaped into the room, frothing at the { himself up to a fearful pitch i might bave courage to commit the deed. around his head; and Colonel Allan, | in the bedspread, could do nothing save | fix his eyes sternly on those of the | assassin, | instant Sam Jack, who bad somehow | heard of his coming, and who had been | standing behind the bedroom door all { this time, bounded out, and with one | blow of a club which he had concealed | nnder his frock, laid the red miscreant stiff on the floor! Drawing his own knife, Bam Jack might have had Seek-'um-O-cum’s scalp off in short order. But the colonel for- bade him; and when at length the would-be murderer came to his senses, the colonel merely pointed to the door, and bade him ‘go home.” At another time while alone on a trip, during the early part of winter, to con- fer with some Penobscot Indians, then camped on the Schoodic lakes, he was chased by a party of six hostile Indians from across the border, who wished to take him prisoner, in order to get the large reward offered for his re, dead or alive, by the British, These savages had been dogging his steps for two days, and finally came up with him ako y was going down the lower lake on Chancing to glance over his shoulder, when about a half-mile out from the shore, he saw all six of them dash out upon the lake in full chase, They were on skates, Col. Allen well knew what his fate would be if taken. Like HH Ii: fy i i £ 2 » 2 Li f i I Hs within a hundred feet of the black water. It now looked wider still, “Heavens! it’s twenty fest!” mut tered the colonel, “Can I? I can’t. But I must]” and he collected all his strength for the terrific jump. The Indians now saw what he meant to do. They were scarcely a hundred yards behind him, and seeing his design, they yelled hornbly—to fluster hm, Two of them hurled their tomabawks, ons of which whirled past the colonel’s head, the other skipped along the we between his feet; and both plumped into the water ahead of bim, just as he jumped! For collecting all of his strength at the final forward lunge, he sparng for the ice on the other side— barely landed on the brink of it—fell and slid far along on his hands and knees! a third tomahawk whizzed by him and cut into the ice; before he conld regain his begs; and one of the Indians who had halted a little way back to un- sling his gun, fired at the same instant, sending a ball skipping along the ice, But the Indians stopped. Not ene of the six dared take that perilous leap; and as the colonel scrambled to his feet again and dashed away, he heard one of them exclaim: “Ugh! big jump!” Before they could go ashore and clam- ber through the thick brush so as to come out on the ice below, the colonel had a mile the start of them again, which so disheartened them that they gave up the chase, For they knew there was a block-house at the foot of the lake, An hour later Colonel Allen arnved at the block-house somewhat fatigued race and the big jump, Hendricks and s Dummy. An Eye on Mall Bags, “Mail depredations’ is the over one of the many doors in the poste L office department building. “Our work” said the head of this bureau, *‘is to record the losses from the , especiatly by depredations, ‘“Are the losses by this means or numerous?’ , “No,” he answered; they are ve small when compared with the amo of business done by the department. The postoffice system, you know, carries immense sums of money-—millions u on millions of dollars every year, f course we do not know the number of dollars transmitted in our registered packages, but, when you recognize the fact that there are between 11,000,000 and 12,000,000 of these packages trans mitted every year, you will see that the amount must be very great.” “How do the losses come? Through oe dishonesty of government employ- es ” “In some cases, yes, The largs pro- portion, however, is from mail robberies outside of government employ, and by accidental losses; such as railroad acci- dents, fires, etc. A very iarge propor- tion of our losses by robbery are through persons outside of the department ser- vice, robberies of postoffices, train rob- bers, highwaymen in the thinly settled sections, and characters of this sort, We have very few cases of depredations by our own employes, although they number many thousands.’ ‘Are all government employes who handle money required to give bond?" “Not all of them. Of course the large Postmasters give a heavy bond, and they usually require their clerks to give bond t> them for faithful services, The jeiter-carriers give bond, also, but those in the railway mail service who handle the letters do not,” i A tall man dressed in severe black, | hat, entered the Eden Musee, N, Y., | recently. People who looked at his | white necktie tied so simply under his | collar, and the patriarchal way in which | he walked about, said that he wasa | church deacon. Other farseeing peo- | ple, whose sensitive nerves had istirred up by the | lately made by Superintendent Murray, { advised their neighbors to be careful. | No one thought for a moment that he | was Vice President Hendricks, but it i was, and he walked up and down and | looked at himself in wax, | There was a number of people around pressed their opinions freely. | said he was & smart man and waxen imitation, The wax gegtieman looked more comfortable than the flesh- and blood gentleman, The Vice President eventually went up to a little man who sat behind a chess-board, His kings and queens were before him, and although he did not speak he moved his bishops and kmghts around so mtelligently that the Vice President thought he would like intelligent little wax gentieman, So hesat down at the board and pushed his very high silk hat far back on his head and they crowded very close up to him and the wax player. ““T'wo to one on the wax man!” said | & young man with a brown mustache. “I'l take youl’ was the answer from another man, and the money was put up in a jiffy. “He looks just like his picture, doesn’t he?” another man asked, “Yea' a friend replied, **if he had those little side whiskers shaved off, 1 | don't think side whiskers are becoming to a man who may be President.” “He's mot a dandy suit,” was | next remark heard. “I'll bet he doesn’t get it made in In- | diana,’ was heard a second later, Meanwhile the Vice President play- jed. It was remarkable how well his | antagonist, considering that he was not alive, moved the pieces. The Vice President was apparently losing ground. He got excited. Not so with the gen- tieman in wax. His calm, quiet plaster of Paris blue eye beamed upon the crowd, and itis no extravagance of speech to say that under the most try- ing ordeals he remained the same calm, imperturbable gentleman of the first part of the game, He had such an in- expressive face that he must have been a master at face. His hands moved quickly and without a bit of nervous- ness, and it was noticeable that he did not bite his lips the way Mr, Hendricks did, Some of the remarks that went around at this stage of the game were like these: “Five to one on wax works,” “There were no takers, “Hendricks is a dandy player, but the wax man can give him points *’ “1 always heard that the Vice Presi. dent was calm. Why, he’s all ruffled.” “That fellow in wax is a daisy.” « The game finished ang the Vice Presi- dent arose defeated. He put on his high »ilk hat and moved out of the crowd and left the building. A spruce, dapper h tleman came out of the wax man with the blue eye, and said: It’s hot in there! He's a pretty good player—for an Indianian.’’ th e As & Princess Looked. Princess Beatrice sad and uncomfortable, while her eyes were much Swoian. The Ques: jn. all her magnificence, gave one pression of pepe mother who was sacrificing her only child, The Queen riven Bony Bout et uct Fier Ae one health ud ik gs FgEf £ hit I “How do you insure their honesty?" | “By getting good men and keeping jout any bad ones that may appear | among them. We have the record of { these men down pretty fine, Do you | see that long line of books over there? | They contain the record of every mail | robber arrested in many yeurs past. By | them we can tell the records of every { man who has made a record of crime in connection with the mal service. In this way we keep the losses down to a | very small percentage, a percentage | which is constantly growing less in pro- portion to the business performed by | the mall service. —— Tongs Men and Women. hey are muscular, cheerful looking, | and well-fed; and thelr features are, I think, much better than the English average, being in many cases regular and fine. The nose may be rather broad at the base, but it is frequently well cut; the mouth is large and the lips a trifie full, but the teeth they disclose are strong, and white, and even, and their eyes are dark and lustrous, The women of Tonga have, I verily believe, the most beautiful eyes in the world, and they know how to use them, too. Liguid, soft and speaking, they glace | through the fringe of their silken a8 in a manner that is indescribably sweet. Their dress consists of a cloth, fastened ound the walst, which bangs down below the knees; the body has no cover- ing, and they go bareheaded. The mis sionaries with their usual idiotic inter ference, have tried to alter this seneible | dress, which 18 decent. even according | to our artificial notions of modesty, and mostjadmirably suited to the climate, | They insist on the women wearing a | sort of absurd pinafore, which is left off on every possible occasion; and some time ago a law was made that every | man should wear a European dress or {ghirt and trousers, and leave off the | charming vala. To eaforce this iniqui- | tous law, the manufacture of tappa, the | native made cloth, was prohibited, so | that perforce the natives had to pur- | chase European fabrics—a thing very | greatly to the advantage of the traders, | through whose rdvaence with the min- | ister this disg.aceful state of affairs was | brought about, But even the worm | will turn, and this was too much for the | gentle Tongan, and the law has been wisely repealed by the king. To such an extreme was the enrorce- ment of this act carried, that any men seen without trousers or shirt on the turf road in Nakualofa was liable to a fine of many dollars, It seems a queer state of affairs that a man cannot walk along the very road his ancestors in the dress of his country, but must don the hideous garments of an intruding peo- ple. In the church at Tongataba, where the intelligent m\gsionary of course rules supreme, Lhid ordinance, which forbids any man to attend the service An exhibition of American manufac tures and natural productsis to be opened mm Rome next November, under *
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