THE PITTSBURG DISPATCH.
SECOND PART.
PAGES 9 TO 16. M'-"!
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CHIEFTAN AND CHUM.
"William Nye Drops a Few Pearly
Tears on the Tomb of Colorow.
A COLLECTION OP GUILTY STAINS.
The Novel Experience of an Advertising
lay Figure.
A SENTDIEXTAL ASPECT OF F0L1TICS
iivjuitex fob thk dispatcn.1
Still at Large.
I OUGHT not
to allow any fur
ther time to elapse
before payiug a
desprved tribute to
the memory of
my old frieud and
comrade in arm,
Colorow, the Chief
of the Southern
Utes. I will now
dOEO.
Colorow was not
regarded as a great
statesman even by
his tribe, but he
won the faith and
approval of his
people more espe
cially by his pa
tient and efficient
methods of untir
ing homicide. He did not care for the pomp
and circumstance of war, for the blast ot
bugles, the neighing of red-nostriled
chargers or the gaudy trappings and par
aphernalia of combat He preferred the
quiet ot the boskey dell, the silent night,
the sough of the pine or any other sough
erer so that he was not included him
self, the auict of the forest, the
deep hush of the lonely culch, with none
but the Great Spirit and the regular arniy
to watch him, then with a steady aim and
the click of his approved "Winchester, the
echoes and the lonely prospector died away
together. The stream moved gently on.
Then Colorow's own special buzzard de
scended from the crest ot the hills and be
;;an his inqnest. The modest chieftain
robbed the dead and then went on. He did
not ask to be banqueted on his return.
He scorned the popular approval and asked
for no recognition other than the conscious
ness of duty well done. That was Colorow's
style.
Do I not know him? Have we not roamed
over the North Park and Muddy Pass and
along Owl creek and over Independence
Mountain together, or very nearly so, I be
ing only two or three mountains in advance?
HIS GUILTY STAINS.
But he is gone. Colorow celebrated his
Christmas by sitting around the depot of the
Great Hence. Philanthropists tell us that
he has gone directly to heaven. I hope not.
That is I hope he has not gone directly
there. I trust that he had a chance to stop
somewhere on the road and wash away his
guilty stains. When I saw him buried in
the 2orth Park I noticed that he had the
largest collection of guilty and other styles
of stains of any savage I had ever asso
ciated with. If Colorow has gone directly
to heaven, and it becomes generally known,
it will certainly do much to discourage
travel that way next year, and salvation,
which has heretofore" been entirely free,
will be placed on the list of articles requir
ing protection.
Colorow's death was caused by pneumonia
directly, brought on by exposure. It seems
that a year ago at a full dress ball, given at
Ousary, he fonrot to bandage up his lungs
when he changed from a nigh to a low-cut
rest, and pneumonia harvested the great
warrior just as yuletide was coming on.
He was not a ready speaker, and as a
lecturer and reader of his own words he was
repeatedly criticised, but he was a lifeless
foe and would rather do that than anything
else. He started in as a young man to wipe
out the United States, and though he did
not succeed he has done what he could. He
did not care for publicity or press notices.
He just wanted to know that he had the ap
proval of his own little smoke-tanned con
science and then he would take an old rag
and some kerosene oil and clean out his old
rifle and start out again. Some days he
Interviewing the Lay Figure.
would scare up two or three white men and
get them all. Other days lie would have to
content himself with a little dead child.
Very often he played to poor business, but
he never murmured or repined.
A CONSERVATIVE MAX.
Colorow did not believe in industry or
open hostility. He as a conservative
Jack the Bipper on his father's side. All
his ancestors were loug-lived people. That
is, they generally succeeded in living
longer than those who looked at things
from a different standpoint. Those who
disagreed with the Colorow family gener
ally ran across each other in a better land.
He" was quite like all successful murderers
and reminded me in many ways of old man
Bender inhis more prosperous days. Still
he had an air about him which though fla
vored with the past, still commanded respect,
and when he usked a man at the table to
please pass the butter, that man would drop
everything else he had on hand and pass the
butter.
Colorow once jumped one of my mines,
but I forgive hjm now that he is dead. I
did not criticise him at the time, lor the day
he jumped the mine I jumped the country
and so I thought I would say nothing more
about it I hud just been down the gulch a
little way and was returning. As I strolled
on, up the little trail. I burst forth into
song. My soul was full and just' seemed to
swell up in one of the most joyous little
pianos that ever jolted the geological forma
tion of Colorado.
It was at this time that Colorow and I
were thrown together. I knew him by his
scarred and powder-bnrned face. From
what be said I could see that we would
never be happy together and so Iwentaway.
There could be nothing ip common between
two men of such entirely opposite tastes.
He was a thick-set, hairy man with an im
mediate gun. I a tall, lithe, blonde person,
less hairy than he and ill-fitted for assassi
nation. "Whether the mine will now revert to me,
together with the 65 feet ot water and assess
ments, I wot not I would not wot if I
wanted to. I only know that Colorow is
dead, and that knowing him as I do, I would
Ms
Uraft MB
advise the angelic host to conceal its crowns
every night; also to see that the aged chief
does not push the women and children over
the battlements while they are looking the
other way.
DBIVEIT BY ADYEBSITY.
I met a sad-looking man in the smoking
car the other day. He was woe begone and
cast down, and looked as though he had a
suit of clothes which did not fit him and
there were dried clover blossoms in his
hair. The air of poverty and the haymow
pervaded his neighborhood. He told me he
was well educated but poor, oh so poor. He
looked down in hie clothes and said they
were not made especially for him. I told
him that I had judged so. He said he was
a college graduate but somehow had never
succeeded because he only knew what a lot
of other people knew and the other people
had secured the job of knowing those things
at a salary while he just knew them for his
own amusement.
Last summer he was driven into New
York, not by his own coachman as some
are, but by adversity. He was compelled
to do anything and for a while sold terra
cotta gum rings for umbrellas on the street.
Offnhewas temptfd to eat his assets, he
was so hungry, but did not do so. At last,
hunger compelled him to seek other avenues
of trade. So he tried Seventh avenue.
He hired out to act as a lay figure. That
looks like an easv job, but little doesthe
average barbarian "know of toil. He hired
himself to a bed manufacturer. In the show
window it was the custom to make up a
handsome bed, using the Morpheus Joltless
Couch or some other new style, collapsing
bed and baby grand pianos combined. He
hired to repose in this bed at so much per
dav and his board. All he had to do was
just to lie there like little Eva in Uncle
Joins uabin company ana jook sweet,
breathe perfectly naturally or like the wax
works in the assassination groups nt the
Chicago museums, and not allow himself to
actually go to sleep, for then he might snore
and disgrace himself.
AET CRITICISMS.
People used to flatten their noses up
against thfc widow from 6 o'clock in the
morning till 8.o'clock at night, looking at
the beautiful bed and the wax man with the
nice fuzzy whiskers as the counterpane rose
and fell with each gentle resperation. It
was real good. It was not what you could
call sedentary business and yet it was not
difficult It was not, however, a calling
w hich aroused the faculties much and a man
without a college'education could have soon
learned so the crowd would not have known
the difference.
Sometimes people would criticise him and
say he needed this and he needed that in
order to look life-like. Some criticised his
hair, others said one ear was bigger than the
other. Most everybody saw where they
could have improved on'him.
His clothes were put away by an at
tendant each day, and brought hack to him
at night. He never knew where they were.
He only knew that he lav like a boarder
taking his rest with his folding bed about
him. One hot day last summer a little boy
came up to the open window and threw a
big cannon fire caacker in on the lay figure
and then went away lrom there for a few
weeks.
That was the time when the college grad
uate dressed in a long robe, de nuit,
trimmed with red tattering around the yoke
and sleeves, and with a special train to it.
abandoned the position which he had before
occupied. That is the reason he attracted
attention as he passed the City Hall on his
way to the Brooklyn bridge. That is the
reason why he now wears a suit of clothes
which he ordered in a hurry, a suit of
clothes which was made for the lay figure
in a Xew Jersey corn-field but which were
doubtless returned as unsatisfactory.
A FLUENT TALKER.
Still he was a good talker, and his con
versation interested me very much. He got
to talking finally of the South and inci
dentally of the bloody shirt element on the
one hand and the gum tolu reconcilers on
the other. Incidentally he used, as nearly
as I can recall it, about the following
language:
"The growth of conciliation between the
Uorth and the South is the slow growth of
years and the work of generations. "When
any man, North or South, in a public place
takes occasion to talk in a mellow and
mawkish way of the great love he now has
for his old enemy, watch him. He is getting
ready to ask a favor. I know that there is a
beautiful, poetic idea in the reunion of two
contending and shattered elements of a great
nation. There is something beautifully
pathetic in the picture of the North and
South clasped in each other's
arms and shedding a torrent of hot
tears down each other's backs as it is done
in a play, but do you believe that the aged
mothers on either side have learned to love
the foe that shot her son and burned hit
beautiful home? Do you believe that the
crippled veteran, North or South, now pas
sionately loves the adversary who robbed
him of his glorious youth, made him a
feeble rnin and mowed down his comrades
with swift death? Do you believe that
either warrior is so fickle that he has de
serted the cause for which he fought?
"No, sir. This maudlin, mawkish style
of parlor theatricals is worthy of the real
estate speculator and the bloodless, windy
wars between men who battle for post
offices. "Let the gentle finger of time undo the
physical devastation wrought in the South.
Let succeeding generations seek through
natural methods to reunite the business and
the traffic that were interrupted by the war.
Let the South guarantee to Northern inves
tor security tohimself and his investment
and he will not ask for the love which we
read of in speeches,but do not expect and do
not find in the South.
FOOD FOE T1IOUGIIT.
"Two warring parents on the verge of
divorce have been 6aved the disgrace of
separation and agreed to maintain their
household for the sake of their children.
Their love has been questioned by the world
and their relations strained. Is it not bad
taste for them to pose in public and make
a cheap Romeo and Juliet tableau of them
selves? "Let time and merciful silence obliterate
the scars of war, and succeeding generations,
fostered by the smiles of national prosperity,
soften the bitterness of the past and mellow
the memorv of a mighty struggle in which
contending hosts called upon Almighty
God to sustain the canse which it honestly
believed to be just.
"Let ns leave the hollow mockery, the
gush and rhetorical rot of reunited hearts
to the fickle politician and the ague-stricken
speculator who sells us an orange plantation
in the everglades of Florida or a town lot
covered with mortgages and fringed with
alligators.
"Let us write and talk less for declama
tory purposes and do more for posterity.
"When you see two people calling attention
to their affection for each other, that is the
time to speak to the police about it."
I do not indorse all he said, but there was
food for thought in it, and when he left the
train, I asked him to dine with me some
evening and be the life of the party.
Bill Nye.
A friendly Encounter With Colorow.
FEMININE CLUBITES
Once More Beproached and Criticized
by the Bold Ouida.
HARDENING EFFECT OF CLUBS.
They Please tho Avenge Woman, But Not
the Woman, of the World.
ONE DEFECT IN MODERN EDUCATION.
tWKITTZN TOR THK DISPATCH.!
ANDIDLYit is a false
philosophy which per
suades people that enjoy
ment is to be found in
excitement alone. The
only really valuable
training is that which
teaches a manor a woman
Jent to the fitful and
1 1 rtiiilrl v fiTinnetArt nlf!l.
iirae nf cnntal llfp
Society has many ex
cellent uses; it forms the
mind in one way as much
as education forms it in
another. The friction which it affords with
other minds softens prejudices, dissipates
preconceived ideas, enlarges the intel
lectual horizon and animates and vivifies
the whole intelligence; when it is of a
high and delicate kind itself. But the
safest mental preparation for it is that which
does not overvalue or depend upon it.
Those who cannot live without excitement,
whether it take the form of parties to meet
the Prince of Wales, pr of cheap trips to
eat shrimps at Margate, are unhappy, de
pendent on others, never independent of
fortune. Club life will inevitably teach
women to be more and more intolerant of
privacy and monotony. AVomen usually
like a thing to a dangereusly exaggerated
extent whan they like it at all. It is al
most certain that if they once acquire a taste
for club life they will "become impatient of
any other; the constant quid novi? the con
stant change of society, the mimicry of mas
culine liberties and the case with which
their personal wants are supplied, will all
become pleasures which will grow on them.
"Women's clubs will, I repeat, never be
much needed by women of the world who al
ready possess all that such clubs would
offer them in more satisfactory forms, but
they will become
A DANGEROUS ATTRACTION'
to those classes of women, unhappily so
much upon the increase, who, not mistresses
of any home where they can reign, educated
enough to be restless and vain, owning or
earning competence enough to afford them
leisure but not luxury, professing a sterile
and unnatural indifference to the opinions
and affections of men, who plunge into
charlatanism, science or politics, in their
search for excitement.
Thse women, meeting only other women,
will increase their own discontent and in
noculate with it the contented. The society
of women is not good, in a great degree, for
a woman. Women will harm the mind of
a woman much more dangerously than 09
men out of 100. "Beware of female inti
macies," was said by a wise diplomatist to
his daughters, and the advice was sound.
"Women's clubs will be 'hotbeds of suoh in
timacies. ,
The jealous dislike with which men re
gard the attachment to a female friend of
the woman they love is well founded. To
the friend are confided the dearest secrets
and the most dangerous confidences, and in
her the lover or the husband almost always
possesses his greatest and most insidious
enemy. Few men nre very wise ind few
women are thoroughly loyal. All influence
which has a tendency to estrange women
from men is bad, bad in itself and bad in its
results. Men are not as virtuous as women
would like them to bef nor are they often as
clever as they imagine themselves to be,
but, such as they are, they are indefinitely
better objects of women's affections than
women theniselves.'and the mental atmos
phere which they bring with them is more
robust and invigorating; whilst their views
are, on the whole, juster and more sensible
about most matters.
TIIE WOMEN OF THE WORLD.
Why women of the world are wiser in
their judgments than women of the bour
geoisie is due to the fact that the former is
constantly surrounded by an ever-changing
society of which men are the most numerous
members and the most intimate in associa
tion with her; the latter is, on the contrary,
thrown for her intiniate associates almost
entirely upon female companions. The man
is, perfiaps, the strongest and best man who
lives little with women, but the woman who
lives most among women is by no means the
sweetest or the wisest woman. There is an
inclination among women in the present
days to deify themselves, which is fraught
with immeasurable vanity, egotism and woe
for themselves and others.
Women's clubs will be the nucleus of this
undesirable self-adoration now so general in
the weaker sex. There is in women a hos
tility to irard men, a jealousy of their powers,
an envy of their pursuits and their awards,
which is pregnant with extreme mischief,
and needs ho encouragement from external
circumstance. There are too many, far too
many, women numerically; masses" of these
women are well educated and unemployed;
they are being taught to believe that their
salvation lies in forcing themselves into
careers alieady overstocked byraen; and the
inevitable result will be a deadly hostility
between many classes of the "two sexes.
Clubs will largely increase that class of
women who are already antagonistic to men,
who are restless and uncomfortable in their
homes, who have a passion lor physical
science because they hope to satisfy through
it their unwholosome curiosities, and wno
possess neither the qualities which can at
tain a brilliant position nor the resignation
which can accept an obscure one.
The women's clubs, i. e.. those for women
alone, will almost certainly be chiefly con
fined to the middle classes. Women of
fashion will neither need nor care for them.
Their members will be almost entirely re
cruited from the large class of tolerably
clever, infinitely discontented women who
are often declassees, always discontented
and ill at ease, and who pass miserably from
the fruitless restlessness of youth to an un
loved and unlovely maturity.
THE DEFECT IN MODERN EDUCATION.
The supreme defect of all modern educa
tion is that it occupies itself solely with the
mind) and scarcely touches or attempts to
form the character at all, and the more
scientific or "special" the education be the
more absolutely under its domination is the
development of the character neglected.
The hnman mind is finite, like the'b.nnian
life; and if very much of one thing be forced
on it, it is greedily filled by this to the ex
clusion of other and often more valuable
things. Unselfishness is a more precious
quality than "all the ologies," and tact and
delicacy sweeten the ways of life far more
than does the ability to dissect a living
organism or do an advanced problem in
Euclid. Competition in the schools hardens
into unconscious vanity and egotism the
naturally soft and pliant tissues of female
character, and in after years club life, if it
become general for women, will unques
tionably increase tnis onensive selt-concen-tr.Uion.
The most "clubable" man, the man who
most frequents his club and makes it the
center of his existence, is usually also the
most egotistic, self-centered, sell-indulgent
of men. It is because he studies himself
exclusively that his club fulfills to him the
whole ideal of existence and satisfies him
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absolutely. The same effect upon woman
will be more fatal, since more essentially
unlovely is selfishness in her than in him.
Everything which tends to take women out
of their own homes is injurious to the world
at large. The employment of one class of
women in workrooms," shops and factories,
the university training now bestowed on
another class, the constant stir and pub
licity in which the highest class of all live
and move 'and have their being serve alike
to destroy the essential charm of women
and remove them from the sphere of their
natural happiness and influence. Club life
will do this more and more, and will sub
stitute the hard glare ot continual publicity
for that subdued light of home in which
women are at their best and happiest
It is for the convenience of the average
woman that a female club world is about to
emerge into existence; and it is to the aver
age woman that its effects will be eventually
most baneful, if, at the commencement, it
may appear to offer her repose, amusement
and economy. It may flatter the vanity
and mislead the ignorance of the sexto
pass their lives in public dining, reading,
talking and letter writing in the peopled
rooms of a club house, but it will not give
to them Miranda's charm, Desdemonajs
tenderness, Juliet's passion nor Cornelia's
virtue. Ouida.
AN INTERESTING HEIRLOOM.
An Oak Chest and the Condition Attached
to the Possession of It.
Boston Courier.
In a certain Boston family there is an
heirloom which is both interesting and, in
these degenerate days, most suggestive. It
is a dower chest of carved oak, not wholly
unlike except that it is smaller the chests
in which Venetian brides of old used to be
stow their wedding outfit.
This dower chest has been in the family
nearly a century, and in it the oldest
daughter of the family is expected to hoard
the linen which she prepares against the
day of her marriage, much after the fashion
of German maidens. The one condition
attached to the possession of the chest is
that the girl owning it shall with her own
hands make every article put into it. The
will of the first owner provided that the
chest should descend only to daughters
of the house who would without assistance
do all the sewing on their outfit of household
linen. Thus far the condition has been
scrupulously observed; and thus far, also,
each owner of the chest has, in passing it
on, left in it an elaborate piece of embroid
ered table linen.
In a time when the old-fashioned house
wifely arts have the reputation of being
neglected, there is something peculiarly
pleasant in the idea of the dower chest and
the way in which it has been carried out.
The fourth bride has within a year taken it
to her new home, stored with linen and
damask, hemmed and embroidered by her
own fingers, which handle a needle with
no less dexjerity than they have been
trained by some of the finest masters in
Europe to "fly over the keys of the piano.
The dower chest has become an institution
in which not only the possessor, but all her
family take a just pride, and skill in
needlework is hardly likely to die out in
that particular race as long as that carved
oak coffer remains to exercise its beneficient
influence.
LOVELI WOMAN'S WATS
Furnish a Text for Numerous Complaints
From a Cbronlo Grumbler.
A chronic grumbler met a Dispatch re
porter, and sure of a sympathetic listener,
began unfolding his tale of woe. Said he:
"Saturday night, about 5 o'clock, I went
to the postoffice to get half a dozen Etamps.
How long do you think it took me? Nine
teen minutes by the clock. The trouble?
Oh I the little space between the walls and
the window was just full of women women
with market baskets, women with
bundles, women with babies and
women with umbrellas. They stepped
on my cornB, elbowed me around as if I had
no business there, and twisted me this way
and that until I thought I never would get
out A half dozen times, when I got almost
up to the window, I stepped back a little
for some lady to be waited on, and three or
four women thrust themselves forward,
crowding against each other and pushing
me back. Without acting in a very ill
mannered way I couldn't possibly get my
stamps sooner, though if each comer had
taken her turn in getting to the window all
night have been waited upon in half the
time.
"But if thewomen showed no respect for
a man's rights and privileges, neither did
they for those of each other. Men who want
to purchase stamps or tickets in a hurry
form a line and take their turns. Women
do nothing of the kind, bnt each one tries to
get to the Iront first and pushes the smallest
and the weakest of the crowd out of the way.
The dear creatures are very delightful at
home, no douot, but not in a crowd of
strangers. Then they are ill-mannered
and make no attempts to conceal their rude
ness." And the grumbler looked, as he uttered
tha last word, like a man firmly convinced
of the truth of what he was Baying. But
he must have been mistaken, of course.
A GRANGER'S MISTAKE.
An Agriculturist Who Thought the Union
Depot a Counlrj Station.
"Whar's the ticket office?" asked a middle-aged
farmer of the telegraph operator
at the Union depot.
"Just across the room," replied the teleg
rapher, pointing the way.
The country man walked over. -Evidently
his eyes were not good or else he had
never been in any but a country railroad
station before. He walked up to the little
frame which incloses a sheet of glass be
hind which the daily weather bulletins are
posted. Mistaking this for the ticket
seller's window he began tapping on it to
attract attention. He succeeded. That is,
the people in the station all bejan gazing at
him and wandering what he was trying to
do. The ticket agent was too busy to notice
him. The granger kept on rapping, but the
supposed window didn't raise. Finally
some person showed him where the office
was and he purchased a ticket to some
station in Fayette county.
IT AFFECTS THEM STRANGELY.
The Sight of n Dentist's Chnir GivcsPatlenta
Chills and Fevers.
"It's queer the way people are affected by
visiting a dentist's office," remarked a den
tal surgeon to a Dispatch reporter. "Some
no sooner come here than they seem to be
seized by a sudden chill which Bets them to
shivering all over. They get in the phair
and I turn on the natural gas to make as
much heat as possible. Why, I've even
had to put blankets around my patients to
keep them comfortable on a warm day.
Others are thrown into a feverish sta'te, and
the perspiration breaks out the minute tjify
sit down. Then ot course I have to shut off
the fire.
"But the sirangest thing about both
classes of patients is that their chilliness or
feverishness leaves them immediately after
they quit the chair. It is nervousness and
dread that cause these remarkable phvsical
effects, I suppose. But it's about as" hard
on me as it is on them, for the unevenness of
temperature in the operating room, which
I must perforce endure, keeps me suffering
from a cold, catarrh, or headache about half
the time." .
Who would waste money? We call at
tention to the fact that Salvation Oil costs
only 25 cents.
JANUARY 20, 1880.
HISTOET OF. A CIGAR.
The Material From Which It is Made
and How It is Put Together,
IN SHAPES TO SUIT THE SMOKER,
By the Aid of Skillful Hands and Curiously
Contrived Machines.
PITTSBURG TOBIES GAINING GROUND
rWBITTEN FOB. THE DISFATCH.I
IGAR MAKING
is an industry
which furnishes
employment to
thousands of peo
ple in Pittsburg
and Allegheny.
There are over 200
cigar factories in
the two cities.
Many of them are small, to be sure, yeUhe
aggregate annual revenue to the United
States Government arising from the tax on
their products reaches an enormous figure
each year. The cigarmakers are a class of
whom the general public hears and knows
but little. Unless there be a strike and
strikes are rare in this trade they never
figure in the newspapers, but pursue their
calling quietly, unostentatiously and in
dustriously, year in and year out, helping
largely toward swelling the grand total of
the figures which represent the value of the
annual output of Pittsburg's varied manu
facturing interests. Probably no other in
dustry of like importance commands so
small a share of the public attention.
It is probably not generally known, and
yet I am assured that it is a fact, that the
largest cigar manufactory in the State is
located in Pittsburg. This establishment
employs over 250 workmen, women and
girls, and last year paid into the United
States Treasury the neat little sum of ?GG,
000 for revenue stamps. As the tax is $3 on
each 1,000, this represents & product of
22,000,000 cigars, or about G3 cigars per
year for each man, woman and child in the
two cities! And this, bear in mind, is only
what one factory made. Divide up pro
rata an toe cigars made in ail tne lactones
during the year and there would probably
uc cjjuujju .all vu hue ivy ui cat,u giuuau iv
keen him fiiirmliprt -with fimnlcine material
for qnite a number of years, if not for the''
rest oi nis ntetime.
Stripping Tobacco.
But fortunately for the manufacturers
they don't have to depend upon home cop
sumption. Their goods find a market in
all sections of the country. Even the much
maligued and ridiculed Pittsburg toby
which the Government, with a sublime dis
regard for the eternal fitness of things,
classifies and taxes as a "cigar" is finding
its way eastward and westward, and bids
fair, in time, to make itr influence felt and
smelt throughout the whole United States.
Most men smoke cigars, yet cpmpara
tively few know how they are made. Peo
ple seldom trouble themselves to visit the
kitchen and ask the autocrat of that domain
how he or she prepares the various dishes
that make up the daily bill of fare. They
don't care, at least men don't if the food
taste well. It's the same way about cigars.
The average smoker cares not how they are
constructed if they have the aroma,
fragrance and other qualities which he likes.
Yet the process of cigar-making, as it is
carried on in large establishments, is most
interesting. In order to gain some infor
mation on the subject I went a few days ago
to the large cigar factory before mentioned,
and was courteously shown through it by
the proprietor.
We first visited the lower floor of the
building where the tobacco is received, un
packed and prepared foe the cigar makers.
It comes in large cases, the leaves being
bunched and tied together in small
packages called "hands." Some of it
losts 10 cents a pound and some as much as
Bunching.
51 90. There is a great difference in the
grades and prices ot both foreign and do
mestic tobaccos. There is also a great differ
ence in the value of different crops from the
same ground, Pennsylvania tobacco in one
year may be of poor quality and the next
year's crop may rank among the very best
of domestic tobacco. Soil, climate, rainfall
and drouth, each and all, have their effect
in adding to or detracting from the value of
the crop. The influence of soil is particu
larly strong. Other conditions may be ever
so favorable, the plants may grow and
flourish luxuriantly, yet certain localities
can never raise good tobacco, because they
haven't the right kind of soil. The leaf
may be ever so fine in appearance and yet
totally deficient in the agreeable flavor
which makes it valuable. The climate and
Psoil of Cuba impart to the tobacco grown
there the qualities which have made the
word Havana famous among users of the
weed all over the world.
The influence of soil upon the crop is so
great as to be noticeable in leaves coming
lrom the same field and even from the same
acre of ground. Experts are able to judge,
by examining specimens of leaf tobacco, in
what part of the country it was grown. It
takes years to acquire snch knowledge, and
however long a man may have been engaged
in the tobacco business, it is still possible
for him to learn something. Sumatra tobac
co is the highest priced of the imported
material for.cigar making. Thirty-five cents
per pound is the import duty. This leaf is
used as a wrapper lor fine cigars, and iad
mired not so much tor its flavor as for the
fine color and rich glossy appearance it gives
to the cigar. Some Pennsylvania tobacco is
of excellent quality and brings a high price.
Pennsylvania "Havana seed" leaf of the
crop of 1887, is worth 75 cents per pound.
Ohio, Wisconsin and Connecticut tobaccos
are also largely used by Pittsburg cigar
makers.
When the tobacco comes to the factory it
is, of course, perfectly dry. It is taken
from the cases and dampened by steam,
then put through a great number of pro.
cesses for the purpose of "sweating," color
ing and otherwise preparing it for use.
Prom this floor it goes to the stripping de.
'P
i Cf!r&
partment, where the moistened "hands" are
untied and the strong mid rib of the leaf
dexterously removed. This work is done
by women "and girls. When the stripping
is finished, the tobacco is sorted and ar
ranged in pans for further manipulation.
In another room are the machines bjr
which tobacco is cut into cigar "fillers. '
The apparatus is so arranged that the mate
rial can be cut of any length desired,
and the machinery does its work very
rapidly. The tobacco for filling the cigar
is taken, along with the leaf in which it is
wrapped, to the "bunching" department,
where the body of the cigar is made and
shaped. This work, formerly all done by
hand, is now entirely performed by ma
chinery. The bunching machine is an in
genious t contrivance, worked by a treadle
after th'e manner of a sewing machine. It
arranges the fillers, puts on the first wrap
per and leaves the cigar almost perfectly
formed. As the "bunches" come from. the
machine they are taken by the operative
and placed one by one in wooden molds
having space for 20 cigars each. The molds
are then subjected to pressure for about two
hours, when the cigars are ready for the
final wrapper and the finishing process. One
girl with a machine can bunch about4,000
cigars a day, an amount of work which it
would require five persons to doby hand.
It is but a short time since machinery was
introduced in cigar making, but its use ap
pears to be rapidly gaining ground.
Putting on the outside wrapper and clip
ping the large end or buttis the final step
in the manufacture of a cigar. This also is
Wrapping Cigars.
done by etrls, who perform their work
neatly, skillfully and rapidly. One girl can
wrap from 1,000 to 1,200 cigars per day. The
cigars when finished and dried go to the
packing room, where they are sorted, packed
and the boxes stamped and marked ready
for shipment. As there are about, 14 dif
ferent shades of color recognized by cigar
makers, and each color must be kept
separate, the sorting is quite a particular
job. Tobies, both the mold and Wheeling
varieties, are made in the f.ictory in large
4UUUUUCS. j.ne so-cauea w Heeling toby.
r stogv, which has but
5made entirely by hand. .
- one wrapper, is
An exrtert r.ttrnr.
Quaker can roll about 5,000 tobies per day.
a-cmua inn uiusi interesting o ejects ot
study in the whole factory are the variously
designed labels that adorn the interiors of
cigar boxes. On these, and other lithographs
used for advertising purposes, hundreds of
dollars are expended by the manufacturer.
The amount of ingenuity displayed in some
of the designs is surprising. One cigar
label represents three huge grasshoppers,
sitting on a fence, smoking; behind them is
a devastated wheat field, and in front a fine
field of ripe grain, while over all is the
legend, "In this wheat by and by." It is
scarcely necessary to state that cigars of this
brand are intended for the Kansas trade.
Another label is marked "Hayseed," and
pictures a farmer trying to blow out an
electric light. On a box of cheroots are the
words "She roots," with the picture of a
large, fat hog. It pays to spend money and
time on labels, as a name that catches the
popular fancy.may sometimes cause the sale
of millions of a particular grade of cigars,
whereas the demand for the same quality of
goods, under another name, would perhaps
he very slight. E. W. Baetlett.
WANTED EXCURSION RATES.
A Granger Tries to Get His Railroad Ticket
nt Bottom Prices.
A rustic looking man, about 45 years, of
age, stepped up to the window of a Pitts
burg ticket office and asked the fare to
K ,naming a station some 40 miles out of
the city.
"One-forty-five," returned the ticket
seller".
"Hey?"
"A dollar and 45 cents."
"I'll give you a dollar and a quarter
apiece and take four of them."
"Couldn't make areduction if you should
take a hundred."
"Seems to me you don't care much about
encouraeing trade."
"Don't want the trade that comes that
way. Will you have a ticket or not?"
The man attempted to argue further, but
wassileifeed by curt replies. He finally
handed out a 810 bill and asked for four
tickets.' When he had received them and
his change, a Dispatch reporter who had
been standing near, asked the agent:
"Do you often meet such customers?"
"Oftener than you would suppose. It is
an old story with us. The man who wants
to knpek down prices bobs up at the depot
occasionally, as "he does everywhere else.
He is alway a person unaccustomed to
traveling, of course, but that doesn't pre
vent him from being a nuisance,"
HOTEL CURE FOE CORNS.
An Oil Tilnj Says Crude Petroleum Will Fix
Them Evcrv Time.
"You are troubled with corns, are yon?"
said a Pittsburger to one of his friends who
walked with a peculiar, limping gait.
"Well, everybody has a remedy for them,
but the trouble with most of the remedies is
tnat they are no good without faith, and the
man afflicted with corns generally considers
his case hopeless. But I cau tell you of a
cure that is simple and effectual. Soak the
afflicted portion of your feet for a considera
ble time every night the longer the better
in crude petroleum, then saturate a cloth
with the same stuff, wrap it around your
toe, put your stocking on and go to bed. A
few nights of this treatment will cause the
corn to disappear.
"I first heard of this remedy when I was
living in the oil region, and of course I
laughed at it. But a little inquiry among
the men who worked about the tanks and
wells convinced me that they believed in it
They stid they were never troubled with
corns, and assured me that the frequent
wetting of their shoes in the oil a thing
they cannot avoid in their occupation had
the effect of driving all these troublesome
excrescences away. Try it and it will cure
you."
A Dispatch reporter, who overheard
the above conversation, gives the prescrip
tion for what it is worth, not vouching for
its curative powers.
BOUQUETS AGE IN FASHION,
And the Men Who Wear Tbem are Bc
comlnfc More Numerous.
Said a Pittsburg florist: "The custom of
wearing button-hole bouquets seems to be
slowly gaining favor here. I have a few
customers, clerks and business men, who
stop in regularly each morning on their way
down town, and buy bouquets. A iew
years ago any man in this city who did
such a thing would have been looked upon
as very eccentric, even if he had not been
set down as a dude by,his associates.
"But In other cities, notably Hew York
and London, the practice has long been
common. There almost every well-dressed
man that you meet wears a bouquet.whether
he is at work or taking a holiday. Pitts
burg is slow about adopting such fashions,
but she takes them up eveatually. A button-hole
bouquet is an indication of good
taste, and it looks as well on a cheap coat,
as on a fine one."
The Colonels Cards.
AN OBlGHfAIj 8TOBY OF -AJMOERICA-N' IXFOE WRITTEN, .
FOB "THE DISPATCH" 33Y FBANKIJN PILE.
Copyright, 1889,
CHAPTER IX.
OX AND BESIDE LAKE GEORGE.
The face of the sun may have outshone the
face of Mr. Jonas Pootle, that day in Sep
tember, but for genuine geniality the man
beat the orb, all things relatively consid
ered. The sun was doing it in a general,
functional way, and had not jnt returned
from a bridal journey to Europe, but was
merely sailing over Lake George for the
millionth daily time, more or less, accord
ing as geology and the ages had counted.
The grandeur of his accustomed round had
the lonesomencss of unmated monotouy. To
the eyes that were a part of the effulgence of
Mr. Pootle's visage the limpfd water of the
lake, and the miniature Alps of its bounda
ries, were new; but if in place of the
scenic beauties there had been the sterllitv
of a desert, the lustrous jollity of the old
fellow's happiness would not have been
greatly dimmed. He sat centrally in a
small yacht, ballasting the craft with his
weight, while aboard with less careful dis
posal were his bride, whom we have known
as the Widow Gansett, and with whom his
honeymoon was not inclined to expire with
its month; Colonel and Sheeba Dallas,
whose cross pnrposes had not been active
during the time of May Morris' absence,
and who had worked in 'harmonious busi
ness toeether, without once discussing the
subject of their disagreement; and May and
the rivals in gallantry towards her, Victor
Leroyd and Winston Dallas; beside two
outsiders and a servant girl.
The two strange members of the party
were Arba Van Kensselaer and Knicker
bocker Knox, proudly descendent from
Dutchmen of early New York. Miss Van
Bensselaer was widely awakened from the
sleepiness of her honored ancestors, and was
a thorough exponent of the brisk, alert and
piquant belle ot Fifth avenue at the present
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"BUT, COLONEIj SAM DALLAS WAS SO COWARD."
period. Mr. Knox was not as different from
his 1788 progenitors. Cigarettes had taken
the place of the long pipe in his month, and
there were other changes of aspect and habit,
but he was mistaken in supposing that, like
the voung lady, he was aroused and quick
ened intellectually. His drawl and dawdle
were not altogether affectations, and he erred
in regarding them as complimenary to his
cleverness, for he conld not have betokened
acute or active disposition if he had wished
to. But it was no matter, as it would have
been if he had not inherited a million, and
had been compelled to earn a living. He
was to marry MissVanRensselaer, as soonas
she had enjoyed freemaidenhoodsufiiciently,
and so there was nothing unusual in their
personal affairs; but when, two days before
this sail on Lake George, the Pootle party
from Europe rejoined the Dallases at Sara
toga, Arba and May found familiar school
mates in each other, and therefore chance
added two persons to the excursion.
The plan of the day comprised a railroad
ride from Saratoga to Lake George, a sail as
much further northward as wind and time
permitted, an hour or so ashore for luncheon
and then a return in the evening to their
hotel in the great summer city. The mid
dle of the afternoon and the middle of the
iaunt were reached simultaneously. The
breeze lulled almost to a calm as the boat
got under the lee of a tiny mountain.
"Don't call it a hill, if you please," Miss
Van Kensselaer remonstrated to Knox, who
had directed attention to the sharpness of
its reflection in the clear water; "you ought
to be thrown down to the top of it for belit
tling the darling of a Mount Blanc."
"Compromise on monntlet," was Knox's
offer.
Even the ballast, Mr. Pootle, shifted to
look over the side of the careening craft at
the inverted counterpart ot the eminence.
"If we could just fall overboard and get
to the summit of yourmountletby sinking,"
said he, "I'd say that's the spot to lunch on."
"And if that hamper doesn't make some
of us long for a derrick before we get it up
yonder," said Mr. Pootle, "then I'll eat all
that's in it"
"No, you won't Jonas," said Mrs. Pootle.
"Your wife couldn't see you die of gorge
while her stomach was empty. I'm hun-
gry."
So were they all; and without more ado
they began the ascent, with Vietorand Win
ston, as the first relay, carrying the basket
between them.
"Knick," cried Miss Van Bensselaer,
"I'll race you up to the maple yonder."
'And let's show them the pace that two
members of the Westchester Country Club
can make afoot."
The girl won, and not because the fellow
permitted her to, as he would have had the
spectators believe.
The lightness of his spirits did not make
him forgetful ot the heaviness of his
physique; but his suggestion of the hilltop
as the right place tor their luncheon was
accepted with enthusiasm, notwithstanding
the climb that it called for, and which they
started to make as soon as they got ashore.
"There's nothing like a brisk run up a
steep mountain," said Miss Van" Bens
selaer, as she flung out her arms that were
ouly half hidden in filmy sleeves, and
stretched her legs behind the curtain of her
skirts, to get rid of the cramp of sitting low
in.the boat, "to make you led like taking
your feet off the ground and using your
wings,
They were a company fit to be seen on a '
Lake George hillside. The ladies' craces
of person and dress were not misplaced in
the picturesqueness, and the gentlemen
were not much out of harmon, with only
Mr. Pootle's rotundity appealing for the
benefit of the doubt. As they climbed they
chatted good-humoredly, excepting Colonel
Dallas, who permitted himself to relapse
from his false pretenses of well-bred gaiety
into a condition that looked sullen.
'The Colonel is cross," Mrs. Pootle ac
cusingly remarked.
"I deny it" and his instantly forced
jollity was in his best vein of impersona-
tion.
by Franklin File.
"And Sheeba has been melancholy ever
since we rejoined yon at Saratoga," the
persisted. "I believe you two havs had
a falling out."
"Hot we. Yon and Mr. Pootle haven't
billed and cooed for three weeks of your
honeymoon any more uninterruptedly than
we have for twice as many years. Onr
wishes never collide do they Sheeba?"
"Oh. no," was Sheeba's smiling lie.
Knickerbocker Knox enlivened himself
sufficiently to offer to relieve one of the
other young man at the basket.
"I don't know what time it is by my
watch, my dear fellows," he languidly said,
"but I ought to do a turn at the hamper."
"It is a quarter to 4 by what used to be
your watch," said Winston, taking out a
fine gold timepiece.
"What used to be your watch, Kniek?"
exclaimed Miss Van Kensselaer. "Did you
give it away rather than carry it up hill?"
,rNo,'i was the evasive reply; "I dropped
it by chance, you know last evening."
"And Winnie picked it up," was the Col
onel's proud aside remark to Sheeba.
"A trifling wager," said Winston, with a
laugh like a cock's crow.
He permitted Knox to take one handle of
the basket, and soon, in the clambering
which the sharp, rough ascent necessitated,
he' was apart with his father and Sheeba.
"What diamond is that?" the Colonel
asked, as to a gem of considerable value
that glistened in a ring on Winston's hand.
" 'Twas Knox's 'tis mine. I got him to
put it up against my glass one we cut the
cards my pack and I won."
"Very good; but there is a richer game in
hand. Winnie, you must play your trumps
for May Morris here and now. This is a
romantic place. You're a plausible, pre
sentable chap. Why the devil shouldn't sha
accept yon? Are you going to let her slip
you?"
The Colonel was still an urbane and dig.
nified gentleman to view from beyond hear
ing distance, but Bis low tone was sharp and
vicious.
"Well, dad," and Winston took a cue of
cool impertinence from his parent's manner,
"all the way over the Atlantic, half a week
in London, all the way back, and two days
at Saratoga. I've played the cleverest game
I knew against Vic Leroyd. He hasn t got
any careless points away from me. If he's
winning the prize, it's in spite of the best I
can do."
"I will tell you why he is winning her,"
said Sheeba. in deep desperation.
lou have been queering onr
game?"
was the Colonel's rough accusation,
"No, I haven't. Victor Leroyd
May, and he is an honest fellow."
loves
"He has broken his pledge not to
on the cirl."
spoon
"You may be sure that he has not spoken,
his love, but you may be just as sure that
she knows of it. Winston does not love
her."
"O, I'm inclined to think I do," Winston
interposed. "A fellow can't be positive,
you know. Anyhow, my passion for her
fortune is the intensest sort of thing you
can imagine."
"You've told her that you love her?" tha
Colonel asked.
"O, yes, a dozen times, in one way or
another."
"What does she say?"
"She doesn't say she's overjoyed."
"She doesn't say she won't have it?"
"Not outright. She's such a deucedlr
amiable sort of a girl, do yon see, that she
won't wound a chap by anything rude, I
rather think she admires me."
The fellow's heedlessness and vanity
angered Sheeba, and she passionately said:
"Now, Sam, you are a gambler. Let this
game be fair and I won't dispute the result,
Victor and Winston hall offer themselves
to May. She shall choose between them or
refuse them both. If she accept your son, I
will abide by it. The misfortune will be ft
sqnare loss, and I won't squeal,"
"Misfortune? Come, now, mamma"
Winston began, but she ignored him; and
so did the Colonel, whose flush of anger was
hardly mistakable for the heat of exercise.
He growled:
"If she accepts Lerovd, I swear to you
tha t she shall be made ashamed and unhappy
for life. I will tell her-" '
"Stop, stop for heaven's sake."
"What's up, parents?" Winston asked
wonderingly. "I don't seem to be on the
inside of this business."
"This woman forgets that we play fo win,"
was the wrathful response. "She wanta me
to deal honest cards and take even chances
of losing. If we do lose, as there is a sky
above ns," and a half raised fist menaced
Sheeba," "she shall be exposed to the girl for
what she is "
"Keep that from even Winston," the
maddened woman exclaimed, and with her
open palm she struck the Colonel flatly on
the mouth, "or I'll"
The threat was not spoken, and the blow
caused a calm instead of heightening the
storm.
Habitual control of their nerves enabled
the Dallases to compose themselves as the
party drew close together again, and the
Colonel sank the faintest trace of choler in
a heartyinsutence upon taking Victor's end
of the hamper. That left the unmarried
five free to choose companions during the
brief remainder of the ascent.
Victor and Winston gave each a gallant
arm to May Morris, and with their help iha
was taken rapidly anead oi tne otners. Xbe
way was green with turf, yellow and red
with autumnal leaves, gray with rocks and
still more variegated in colors here and there
by wild flowers. Frequently May stooped
between her escorts, or ran a little way from
them, to pluck a flower, and at length each,
hand was strained by a clutch of a big
bouquet '
"Beautiful, are they not?" as she held a
bunch before the eyes of each young man:
"and do smell them." '
They let her bury their nosea in the
flowers, and neither could discern any par.
uamy wucu sub next pressed tne two rival
handtuls against her own face. A rain h
slipped away from their arms, with ft
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