Pittsburg dispatch. (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, April 28, 1889, THIRD PART, Page 18, Image 18

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well-trained savage. It was she who indi
cated to Clendenin that they must not be
.encumbered by hags Xo. 1, 2Xo. 2 and No.
3, who were wondering, and even now plan
ning flight. It was she who brought the
withes with which these hags were tied to
young maples, one hand behind each and
one hand tree, with a convenient gonrd of
water not far from each. It was she who
led Clendenin to the creek, made him walk
some hundred yards in it to lose his trail,
and then to leave it bv the most careful de
vice, that the trail might not be found. She
discovered from him, he hardly knew how,
where on the same creek Curwen's party
were encamped, and by the time when they
were all awake, not two hours from the time
Clendenin had left them, she and he relieved
'the anxiety of his commander by appearing
on the side of the creek to which they had
not crossed. Prom this moment she was
the guide, so absolutely needed, for the lost
The condition, easy enough to describe,
was difficult enough to handle. Curwen's
party had three horse for six men. The
horses,therefore, were hardly a help in mat
ter of time, but they were a convenience in
fording creeks, and in carrying such pro
visions as they needed to carry from
one camp to the next. Curwen dis
liked to fire a single unnecessary shot; and
to carry a haunch of venison for a day even
was better than to risk exposure bv firing a
rifle. Rachel Clendenin explained by
counting fingers and by signs of the sun's
passage that they were still two days from
the Muskingum, where they would strike
the old war trail from what we call San
dusky to the Ohio. They could not under
stand what she meant, but they did see that
tier object was to cover these two days'
march as promptly as might be. Her own
masters had gone off on the warpath to the
south only the afternoon before. Had Cur
wen not crossed their trial at night, he
would have seen it, and it would have con
fused him. Rachel knew their object
it was a settlement a few Kentuckians had
made on the north side of the
Ohio. But with her broken English, and
with every gesture of dissent, she warned
Curwen and her brother against any at
tempt to follow them. The best their party
could do was to reach the Muskingum
trail, still well to the east of them. Her
own lords had but just returned from it,
and before her own escape and Curwen's
perfectly visible track was discovered all
must be beyond pursuit. She hardly gave
them time to fasten the packs on their
horses before she led them on their way.
Curwen would gladly havei put her upon
his own horse, but she refused absolutely,
with the only approach to cheerfulness
which showed'itself in all her dogged action
and eloquence of gesture. She would not
keep them back; that was clear enough.
But,so soon as they were clear of the buck
eyes and maples and in the broad trail of
the open -prairie, Curwen called her to walk
by his side. It was clear that not only her
party, but many parties had recently come
this way, and, to Curwen's horror, she told,
as well as by gesture she could, the story of
what may be called their campaign. He
was fascinated by the easy gesture by which
she made clear to him things where neither
he nor she had available words; and, as the
day went on, this sign language became
more and more easy to him. It was only
too certain that the Indians were "on the
warpath." In one cabin two men had
been killed in another, three. She was
most careful to say that they
did not encumber themselves with prisoners.
"When Harry asked, with uneasiness, what
would become of the women whom Clen
denin had tied, Rachel Clendenin expressed
the onlv terror which she showed all that
dav. It was certain that one, at least, of
tne men ot tbe party would appear at tbe
lodge again, before nightfall. Her fear, in
deed, was that he would come sooner. She
had this reason for unwillingness to make
any delay. At the fords, where naturally
tnere was a little pause lor tne better man
agement, she drove men and horses across
with a certain passion. It was clear that
she was resolved that davlieht of that dav
should put the largest possible distance
between them and her companions of yes
terday. Even when night came, she would
not permit a halt. It was within an hour of
midnight when the relentless fury, asZapoly
called her, in a queer pity for the tender
ieeet of men who could not keep up with her
savage energy, acquiesced in the bivouac
which, against her purpose, Harry insisted
in making.
But before any semblance of daybreak
they were on tbe alert again. "She "be not
one fury," Zapoly said this time, "she be
wot you call him, one fate, mid one wip,
S S S erer to go." But he went, like
the rest of them, and it was well he did.
By moonlight they left their lair, which
was no more. Daylight showed that she
had been quite right in her geography. As
tbe sun rose they came into a trail still
, larger than this they had been following.
Curwen learned afterward that this was the
great war trail which led northward to the
lakes. He knew where it would lead him,
as he followed it south. For, so long as the
course of the Muskingum served it, it fol
lowed the valley of that river.
"Go, go, alwavs go." Not for a moment
for a stick which has worked through the
Count's dainty boot. Hardly a moment for
a pack that has turned on a pony's hack.
Go, go, always go. She made them drink as
they crossed the rivers, and what they ate
they must eat as they marched.
And as the evening gathered in, Harry
Curwen had reason to bless her ior the rage
with which she had driven them to this
speed. For now the dull Scotchman him
self, who was, it possible, a worse woodman
than Zapoly, began to recognize signs
which showed that men had been here be
fore. Once and again a sapling had been
recently cut off, and this by a steel ax or
hatchet. At last the path was marked dis
tinctly by woodmen's blazes, which they all
understood. Xo one needed urging now.
The footmen fairly ran, Rachel Clendenin,
with her brother, leading the file. As she
came out from the forest, into what was evi
dently a partly opened clearing, she sprang
uponthe trnnkofalarce buckeye which had
fallen, and, with an instant gesture, com
manded the silence of the rest. Curwen,
who was the next ot the party, sprang from
bis horse, and stood in an instant By her
They could see the settler's cabin, the
thick smoke from the chimney marked the
hour. But the girl pointed to what no one
could have failed to bee two giant Indian
forms, one at each side of the little window
of the cabin evidently watching it to pre
vent escape. "What was at the door tbey
could not see. Zapoly raised his rifle, but
Rachel flung it down and she was right.
All the men in succession sprang from the
fallen log. Two of the party, with more
spirit than could have been expected, rushed
toward the window. As tbey did so, they
drew shots from different quarters, for the
little clearing was watched from more
points than the fallen buckeye. None the
less did Clendenin lead and Curwen follow.
Upon the door, when they could see it,
one of the savages was swinging a heavy
tomahawk. The wood gave way as he did
so, and instantly a puff of smoke from
within followed the blow. The besieged
party had fired. No one seemed to be hurt
by the shot. Curwen could see all this as
lie ran. It seemed as if his feet were tied.
He leaped from ridge to ridge of the
ploughed land, Clendenin still two or three
steps in front of him. The three Indians
shouted in scorn as the shot passed them,
bat were not prepared for the sally which
followed. Tne cabin door flew open, and,
"before they really knew it, two large men
sprang from the" house and grappled with
the two nearest of the savages. All four
went over together. The fifth man, a tall
Shawnee, without an instant's pause, raised
bis tomahawk, aimed a blow at the head of
one of tbe whites; and then, before be could
deliver it, Jell back dead, with the weapon
in his hand. All this Harry Cuiwen saw
as he ran perhaps CO paces it seemed as if
those paces would never be taken.
He-could see the knives of the wrestling
men flash in the air. He could see Glen
denin fling himself upon the first group.
Then, as he closed with the second, it was
clear that his help was not needed thjere. A
cry within reminded him of the two men at
the window. He pushed at the door. It
was bolted against him.
But women's voice cried out, "Bull
kin! you know me. Open this door and I
-will kill you." , ,, a r
'We iricaos incnuB, - upcu cur
wen. "Do not fire the redskins are all
The door flew open. "Harrvl is it vou?"
And Sarah Parris dropped the useless rifle
from her hands.
To him it was almost, of course, that -it
should be she. For all these many days,
his terror had been the agonized question,
where was she, in the midst of these horrors.
For her, it was as if he had fallen from the
But there was not an instant for curiosity.
He seized her gun, and turned to the groups
behind him. But here his help was not
needed. The boldness of the sally had suc
ceeded. One of the Indians had been
stabbed to the heart by Cephas Titcomb in
the first blow which" he gave. The other
had fallen heavily against an nntrimmed
stump,and had been for the moment stunned
by the blow. Nathan Choate had both his
hands around the man's neck, and bothhis
thumbs squeezed tight upon his windpipe.
Clendenin's fall upon tbe other two had
perhaps discomposed Choate at first as much
as the other. But Clendenin was wiry and
quick, and before Curwen could come into
the fray, he and Cephas Titcomb had pin
ioned the fallen warrior. At the moment,
no one knew that one and another musket
ball struck here and there around them.
But, after it was over, Titcomb fonnd a
stream of blood running down his leg, and
knew for the first time that a shot had
grazed his side, cutting open his hnnting
shirt, and. as he said, "lettin' down my
braces." No one stopped vet to speak even
except in a word. Led "by Curwen, all
rushed to the other end of the
house. But here thev only met
the Scotchman with Zapofy and Rachel
Clendenin; the others bud kept themselves
sheltered in the wood. Rachel herself was
the only person who showed any prudence;
it was she who had led them around to that
side of the cabin where they would be under
Harry Curwen had no experience for the
occasion. Strange to say, Cephas Titcomb,
the Newbury ship builder, was the born sol
dier now, who directed the reloading of the
empty guns, who stationed each man at the
right point, at the same time taking care
that the prisoners were dragged into the
shelter of the cabin. The skulking soldiers
condescended to appear after all firing was
over. And it was clear enough after five
minutes that the outlying Indian scouts had
abandoned their posts and fled. The two
men at the window had both been wholly
surprised. One of them lay dead killed by
a pistol shot; the other was'a prisoner.
A rapid council was held as to pursuit of
the disappointed red men. There were but
three of them, or at most, four. Of the
whites of both parties, there" were eight, be
sides the two Titcomb boys. The party sur
prised in the cabin were the Titcomb family,
with Sarah Parris and Choate, who was
spending the winter there. Only four or
five shots had been delivered by the Indians
watching outside. Rachel Clendenin had
been studying their trail for hours. She
was sure that there were never but eight of
them. Two of them were here, bound hand
and foot; two of them lay dead in front of
the house and one behind. Should the vic
tors follow the fugitives, and save the neigh
borhood from further danger?
Zapoly offered some unintelligible advice.
Harry Curwen was confused from some
doubt as to his duty as a soldier. But, as
has been said, he was no longer the com
mander. Cephas Titcomb took the word.
"No, boy, let well enough alone. "We'd
better thank the Almighty that you come
here jest when ye did, and not one minute
later. Et was the bullet that struck Bull
skin when his ax was raised et was that
that settled this fight. And I think, sir, so I
fur as 1 understand, that et was you that
fired that shot for a bird on the wing."
He turned to Zapoly and he was right.
His prompt and exact markmanship had
turned the fortune of the day. "
Then, in a rapid consultation, the ar
rangements tor the night were perfected.
Cephas Titcomb, the younger, and his
brother were sent to warn the settlers at Big
Bottom of the attack and escape and de
fense. "When, not two months after, the
horrible massacre took place in the block
house of that very settlement, the boys re
membered well every detail of their visit of
that evening. For Cephas Titcomb, the
father, his wife and Zapoly and the Scotch
gardener took care. For himself, he ridiculed
the fuss they made, and said if they wonld
let him alone be shonld do well enough.
But they were right and he was wrong;
and Zapoly dressed the wound with the
skill of a surgeon. Harry could not yet
have more than a word with Sarah Parris.
The horses were to be cared for, the dead
were to be dragged away and hidden, the
captives were to be secured. It was easy
enough to make provision, on the great
mows of prairie hay, for better beds than
the fugitives had known since the day of
battle and defeat. "When such cares for the
men were over, Curwen saw, well pleased,
that Zapoly had engaged Mrs. Titcomb in a
bi-lingual, not to say polyglot, conversa
tion. And then.and not till then, he begged
the girl he worshiped to come out from the
cabin with him, with some shawl thrown
over her head and shoulders, and they
walked together, in the open air, under the
light of the clear moon.
'Sarah," he said at once, "my own child
if I dare say so I have been riding day
and night in terror and think with what
reasons. Do not tell me God Almighty did
not send me here."
No, she did not tell him so. She could
sar nothing. Nor, indeed, was he dissatis
fied with her silence. "Words are but poor
things sometimes not very good things at
the best. He was with her. If he dared
and he would dare soon he could put his
arm around her waist. Meanwhile, why
should she speak, or he? Last night, if any
one had told him she was alive, he would
have been happy.
Actually they waltced without a word to
the landing at the riverside, where the rem
nant of the old ark was still moored. He led
her on board the boat and made her sit on
the gunwale.
And then he did not say what he had
thought he should say if God ever gave him
sight of her again. He said:
"How many of these old arks I passed as
I came down the river."
"Ton passed this one," said Sarah. And
the humor of his missing her came across
even the tragedy of the night, and, perhaps,
ior the first time, she smiled. "I knew
when you passed us; I am ashamed to say I
waved" my handkerchief at you. And I
wish I could say you replied.""
"Think of it," he said, "and that I did
not dream of what I was doing." Then
he told, almost passionately now, of his
successive visits to Marietta, and how Gen
eral Putnam would say "Whitcomb" in
stead of "Titcomb," and that he had to
leave when he had no answer to the ques
tion of questions.
But for all this neither of them cared. It
was all a pretence. He was talking that
they need not be still. And of a sudden
be broke off:
"Why do I talk this stuff to you? Ton
know what I want to say to you. I want
to say to yon that morning, noon and night,
since that day you wrote me last, my one
thought has been to come nearer to you,
and to deserve to come. There has really
not been one hour, dear Sarah, but the
thought of you has made me a better man
and if, before then, I ever forgot to say my
prayers, it has not been so since. For al
waysand I will not say how often I have
begged God to take care of you since you
wonld not let me. Sarah I have remem
bered you every minute, and that is the
reason I am here. God Almighty has heard
my prayers "
"And mine," said she. And Harry Cur
wen hardly cared that she should say any
The Eitd.
Copyrighted, 1SS9, by E. E. Hale.
Next week THE DISPATCH will offer to
Its renders n fascinating- novelette from the
pen of SIDNEY LTJSKA (Henry Hnrland),
entitled "MKTAMOttPHOSISt Belnsan Ac
count of a Strange Experiment In Peyebolo
cr. Recently Conducted by a PhTiicInn."
This serial Is In the ' best style of tbat
Author's famous original vein of Romantic
.Psychology. Don't feH to rcai It.
The Fashionable Four Hundred's
Latest and Funniest Fad.
Prevalence of Accordeon Skirts and DI
rectoire Gowns.
NewXoek, April 23. In these sweet
golden days of springtime it appears that
the swell young man's fancy lightly turns
to thoughts of tea. Quite the funniest fad
that has yet been taken up is this of .the tea
rides out to the Claremout Club on the
Riverside Drive. I was sitting on the piazza
out at the Claremont last Thursday after
noon. First you must understand that this
house on the banks of the Hudson is one of
the dearest and snuggest places in the world
wherein to study the budding excellences of
lovely ruralness together with the cooling
charm of refreshment There is an uninter
rupted view of the sparkling river stretch
ing away to the north and a broad expanse
of undulating country spreading off to the
east. The Biverside Drive, hard and shiny
as a ballroom floor, and quite as bright with
its gay procession of carriages, is in imme
diate proximity.
As I was saying, I was enjoying these al
fresco attractions last Thursday afternoon.
At about 4 o'clo;k lour carriages, techni
cally called broughams and T carts, came
spanking up to the steps of the hotel. Four
very beautiful and splendidly dressed ladies
jumped daintily into the outstretched hands
of their escorts. That great beauty, Mrs.
Bnrke-Roche, was one of them, Mrs. Van
Kensselear Cruger another, and Mrs. El
liott Booserelt another. No sooner were
these precious burdens set down upon the
ground than a cavalcade of riders came
swooping full tilt up to the house.
cup or SOUCHONG.
There was a skurrying of grooms, aflutter
of girls descending from their horses like
birds from a bush, and the air was filled
with gay laughter and musical voices.
Harry Xe Grand Cannon, the young leader
of germans, wa3 one of this happy party,
and whn he went up the steps he took with
him a queer looking box which he ap
peared to be very solicitous of, refusing to
trust it to one ot the hotel waiters who ad
vanced to relieve him of its burden, t.
found afterward that this box contained
rare old Souchong tea, and that all these
people had come out on the shore of the
beautiful river just to indulge in their reg
ular 5 o'clock tipple amid new scenes and
Moreover, I learned that a coterie had
been organized which should follow out the
same programme each Thursday, and so
throughout next month the casual visitor to
the Claremont will have an opportunity of
seeing how pretty some of the women in the
Four Hundred look over the edge of a tiny
Sevres cup.how gallant the men are in their
elegant spring trousers, yellow kid cloves.
boutonnieres and white gaiters, and how
very jolly a tea party can be when the bev
erage is Souchong and a retinue of servants
await your bidding with your horses and
vour soft, glistening carriages to carry you
back through the park to dinners "made
tempting by the fresh scented airs of an
April drivel
Faster Sunday was as warm and brilliant
a day as the June of the poets ever brought
forth, and, ot course, the sidewalks on Fifth
avenue after the churches were out present
ed a scene of astonishing splendor of color
and gorgeous material. Words would fail
to suggest the tortuous crowds of handsome
ly dressed people that lounged and stared at
each other, or the remarkable display of
new costumes that blossomed on all sides
like flowers.
But one development in the ever change
ful evolution ot the feminine gown was
painfully apparent, and it showed emphati
cally the tendency of woman, when she has
a good thing, to run it into the ground. I
refer to the skirt known as the "accordeon."
To the female mind this word expresses a
very great deal. Awhile ago the Psyche
knot claimed the attention and cultivation
of feminine New York. Then came the
Hading veil. Now it is tbe accordeon skirt.
And it promised on Faster Sunday to make
the landscapes of the approaching summer
very monotonous. Fifth avenue shivered
with these arrangements on that day. Their
long, vertical lines of perfect regularity
crinkled and broke into rays of vari-colored
light till the eye yearned for something rest
ful and still. Dozens and dozens of these
skirts, in green, red, black, white and every
other color played their soundless tunes
along the Faster pave.
But I doubt if thev became anvmore
tiresome in their profusion than did the all
prevalent directoire dress which so many
hundred young women are arraying them
selves in at this moment. The epoch of
puffed sleeves, short waists and long
stretches ofhmp skirts, is indeed returned.
The directoire gown was something of a
favorite for house wear a season or so ago,
but it never got on the street to any notice
able extent until this spring. I think Kitty
Brady was the first girl to wear the gown in
open air, and gradually they became popu
lar for theater wear. Now they have reached
the tiresome stage of profuseness, and the
thoroughfares are thick with them upon all
shapes and styles of feminineness. Perhaps
the most conspicuous departure in the way
of an appurteuance to women's toilets is
found in the parasols of this season. The
sticks of these have been elongated from
their former convenient shortness' to the
length of a shepherd's staff. The most re
markable of all the parasols I have yet seen
was one of plain green velvet with a slim
white stick fully five feet long, the end of
the stick being supplied with an enormous
silver crook. When this parasol is held
over its fair owner's head, tbe crook inter
feres with her feet as she moves. When it
is closed she uses it to w.-ijk with, after the
manner of an Alpine guide.
Fanny Davenport, the actress, has had a
trifling difference of opinion with the Bev.
Dr. Houghton, pastor of the Little Church
Around the Corner. It is not necessary to
explain, so often has it been Dublished, that
the Church of the Transfiguration, which
was so notoriously nicknamed by reason of
the funeral services of Comedian Holland,
is by no means a little or insignificant con
cern. On the contrary, it is an extremely
fashionable Episcopal church, standing on,
ground alone worth $250,000, and with a
congregation representing a vast deal of
style and riches. And I may be guilty of
repetition in explaining that llector Hough
ton, although known throughout the land
as the chaplain of the theaters, is an exceed
ingly dignified, sensitive and exclusive sort
of a clergyman. He has officiated willingly
in the burials of actors and actresses, be
cause the duty has accidentally been put
upon him. He has even permitted himself
to be elected an honorary member of the
Actors' fund. Not long ago thieves broke
in and stole his solid silver communion ser
vice. Several actors and managers impul
sively proposed to replace the articles, and
with much finer ones, by means of a theatri
cal subscription.
Dr. Houghton bad already declined as
politely and as suavely as possible, many
sorts of personal favor from the stage, be
cause he never goes into a theater, and on
the whole is a condemnor of dramatic per
formances. Therefore, he consistently re
fused to receive the utensils of the holy sac
rament of communion from players, but he
did it in a graceful and considerate manner..
Now. it is one ot Dr. Dobgh ton's doctrines
that -marriage is a eoveaaatjior life, that
once the bridegroom and the bride say that
they will cleave unto each other as long as
thev both shall live, the words have their
ordinary meaning, and therefore he will not
perform the service of marriage for any per
son who has already a husband or wile liv
ing, no matter what decree acourt may have
granted. Fanny Davenport and Melbourne
McDowell have played the lovers on the
stage so long that they love each other
really, and, altera great deal of dicker and
bother, she has gotten legally rid of her
former husband and McDowell has similarly
cleared himself of a wife. Being thus pre
pared for new wedlock, they fixed upon the
second week in May for the time, and New
Tork City for the place, of their nuptials.
They also fixed upon Dr. Houghton to tie
anew the knot that had been untangled. A
friend went to him on the errand.
"I cannot do this," the clergyman re
plied. "I have been sorry on many occa
sions to decline my services for divorced
One of these instances was that of Kate
"If the gentleman and lady desire par
ticularly to be married at the Church of the
Transfiguration they may do so, and some
other clergyman may act in my stead some
Episcopalian who does not view the matter
exactly as I do."
That is why the wedding of Fanny Daven
port at the Little Church Around the Corner
will not have the noted pastor to officiate.
It may be added, by the way, that Dr.
Houghton has just had a request refused by
theatrical people. He was put up to the
idea of requesting all the city managers to
close their hodses on Good Fridav evening.
This he did in formaj terms. Two of the
fashionable theaters had already decided to
shut their doors, but aU the rest were open
as usual, and only three of all the managers
took pains to even write an excuse to the
worthy priest.
Sam Ward, the famous gourmet, lost his
reputation as a dinner-giver and bon vivant
when he ordered three white meats to follow
each other in immediate succession, and it
was through the superabundant privileges
Ward McAllister sought to secure for the
Four Hundred that he came to grief. His
successor is Stuyvesant Fish, who may now
be regarded as tbe boss absolute of the
Astor-Vanderbilt society. There are few
men more likely to attract attention any
where about town than "Stuyve" Fish, be
tween whom and Ward McAllister there
has been a good deal of highly amusing
cross-firing of late, over the change in the
control of the Centennial Committee of Ar
rangements. Mr. Fish has pronounced Mr. Ward in
competent, and the latter has reported that
the trouble all came about through Fish's
conniving to be allowed to dance opposite
the President in the opening quadrille.
This of course Ward wouldn't permit, "that
man Fish" being a "railroader," and there
fore, in McAllister's opinion, socially dis
qualified for a leading position in the great
affair. To this delicate compliment, Mr.
Fish bluntly rejoined that McAllister lied.
Then, while the compliments were fiymg,
tbe busy yacntmg millionaire, -Ulbridge x.
Gerry, came to the support of Mr. Fish,
whereupon McAllister deftly turned the
laugh upon him also, by explaining that
Gerry, who coveted the post of presiding
officer at the banquet, had remarked that
Mayor Grant "hadn't brains enough to run
the speeches." The town enjoyed the episode
immensely, although it brought mauy severe
heart burnings to the principal actors and
the Four Hundred.
who IS PISH.
Now that the fusillade is over, people are
curious to know more about McAllister's
successor. Probably not a few society men
are anxious about tbe consignment of rare
old Burgundy, which McAllister himself
bought and stowed away in a special cellar,
so that the guests might have a royal treat
of two small glasses apiece, or, perhaps, it
is about those wonderful Havanas "Weeds
that cannot be duplicated, doncherknow."
Somehow, Ward had a prime faculty of
getting the best things together at a pinch.
Will his successor be as clever? they now
Well, "Stuyve" Fish will probably look
at things differently and through younger
lenses. He is only 38 a little over half
McAllister's age. He hasn't .reached the
epicurean stage yet, and has never felt a
twinge of gout. He is' a railroader in the
broad sense a railroad president. His con
nection with Illinois Central, which he
pulled out of the slough and got roundly
abused for it, demonstrated his cleverness.
He has accumulated wealth, wholly inde
pendent of his inheritance; moreover, it is
common talk in the several clubs to which
he belongs, that he knows how to spend and
how to keep, and is business clean through.
He carries an imposing presence, is fully
six feet tall, and weighs quite 185, with just
a hint of a coming 200 in the future. Still
he is not as handsome a man as his elder
brother, Nicholas, who was named for the
famous old grandfather, nor does he dress as
nattily as Hamilton, Jr., the youngest
His outdoor suit is usually quite plain.
He walks with a splendid stride that is in
odd contrast to 'McAllister's careful, meas
ured gait, which might be termed a sort of
mathematical prance. He has a trick of
caressing his big brown moustache which,
in any othei man, would be accounted as
nervousness. His wife was the daughter of
William H. Anthon, a lawyer whose name
was as well known 15 years ago as that of
Frederic B. Coudert is to-day. His wife
brought him no fortune.
Of course the Fish family pride them
selves upon their revolutionary descent, and
in this respect Stuyvesant Fish mav be
called the typical leader of the Four Hun
dred. The family has been in politics, too,
as well as business, and has furnished diplo
mate in its time. Nick, Jr., now a bank
er, was in the State department under his
father, and afterward represented our Gov
ernment in Holland. Hamilton Fish, Jr.,
is now in the Assembly, representing
Duchess county. One sister is the wife of
Sidney Webster, equally .well-known in
law and diplomacy, and a frequent editorial
contributor to the newspapers and maga
zines. Webster, by the way, is a Demo
crat, the only one in the family? Two other
sisters are Mrs. Eoeers and Mrs. Benjamin.
Still another, now dead, was the wife of the
second son of Sir Stafford Northcote.
The third generation of the family is al
ready quite numerous, and there certainly
seems to be no prospect of the stock running
out. CL.ARA Belle.
Shnli Women Propose t
Widow Coy-Smith Always show a re
spect for your elders, Edith. I'll take the
first chance at him myself, and if I don't
succeed you can try. Judge.
A Primitive Place.
Kansas City Stir. J
Tuscumbia has neither a bank nor a
church, although it has been a county seat
for over 40 years. The people there keep
their money in old stocking legs and play
mumble peg on Sunday.
An Enterprising Burglar.
Kanias City Star.!
A thief at Nevada entered an ice cream
saloon the other night and stole three gal
lons of cream and went back the,next night
and got away with the freezer and, .the .re-
Desperate Fight With Crazy Horse's
Hostiles at Slim Bnttes.
Repulsing a Simultaneous Attack All
Along the Line.
In a previous article the forced march of
Crook'scolumn to the rescue of Major Mill's
surrounded battalion was described, and in
telling of thedeathof "Buffalo Chips" Bill
Cody's old friend and "partner" allusion
was made to the general engagement which
took place on the afternoon of September 9,
1876, between General Crook's entire force
and the Sioux and Cheyennes under the
Chief Crazy Horse. Now comes a request
that the combat itself should be made the
subject of this week's letter.
Look at the map of Dakota and trace our
route. Pursuing the Indians from the Big
Horn Mountains in Wyoming we had
crossed the Little Missouri near where the
Northern Pacific bridges it to-day; had fol
lowed eastward to the south fork of Heart
river, and then, with only two days' rations
left, pushed southward 'by compass through
flooding rains, crossing the north fork of the
Cannon Ball near Bainy Butte, fording the
north fork of Grand river with Pretty Stone
Buttes (Les Belles Pierres) ten miles away
to the east, and eating our horses to keep
alive. Here it was that Crook sent Major
Mills with 150 picked men and horses from
the Third Cavalry to push forward to the
settlements in the Black Hills and return
to meet us with all the provisions he could
buy. This was on the night of September
7. At dawn on the 9th Mills had pounced
upon and captured the village ot Amer
ican' Horse, a noted Sioux chief, and
was in turn surrounded by the rallying
rush of all Crazy Horse's bands who were
in scattered camps all the way over toward
the Little Missouri. Just at the eastern
edge of what is now called Burdick county,
Dakota, lie those strange, crag-topped up
heavals called the Slim Buttes, and, nestled
in a beautiful amphitheater just about the
middle of their eastern slope, lies this vil
lage of the Sioux, crammed with trophies
of the Custer battle and rich in furs,
robes and Indian plunder of every descrip
tion. The warriors had made a lively at
tempt to recapture it at once, but Mills and
his men had entrenched themselves and
hurried off couriers to Crook with the news,
then hung on to their prize until he could
come to the rescue.
The Fifth Cavalry was the first to reach
the ground from the north just about the
time that Crazy Horse's bands began to ap
pear on tbe sinus irom the west. Xhen
came the battalions of the Second and
Third Cavalry, the pack trains and the
athletic battalions of infantry a full regi
ment made up of detachments from the
Fourth, Ninthand Fourteenth commanded
by Colonel Alexander Chambers. By 2 P.
H. Crook had all his force perhaps 2,400
men on the ground, and by 4 p. M. Crazy
Horse had mustered band after band, and,
with 1,000 warriors at his back, dashed into
the attack, hoping to recapture the village
and the prisoners we had already taken, or
at least to run off the big herd of ponies
some 400 orthem that .aims had "corraled"
at daybreak.
Earlier in the afternoon, however, as told
in that previous letter, we had had a lively
experience in capturing a lot of Indians
lurking in the head of a ravine at the south
ern edge of the village. In this affair "Buf
falo Chips" and a Third Cavalry trooper
were killed and several of our men were
seriously wounded. The Indians proved to
be "American Horse" himself with several
of his warriors; one wretched, trembling old
hag of a squaw; two or three younger
women; two young girls and one little mite
of a 4-year-old child. The chief had re
ceived'what was eyidently a mortal wound,
but was calm and conscious. Some of the
soldiers gently carried him to the biggest
lodge in the village, and there our surgeons
did their best to save him. The other In
dians, surrounded by an interested throng
of troopers, were escorted to the presence of
General Crook. It was odd to see with
what eagerness they seized and shook his
hand, and with what piteous appeal they
looked into his kindly, bearded face. The
old squaw, shaking as though with palsy
from fright and dread, cowered at his side,
clinging to his left hand, and looking fear
fully around her. His right hand was
grasped by her companions, one after an
othereven the wondering little papoose,
strapped on his mother's back, having his
tiny fist placed by her in the General's
palm, before she could be satisfied that her
baby, too, were to receive "The Big White
Chief's" protection.
Had we fallen alive into their hands those
squaws would have been the head devils in
carrying out the most fiendish tortures sav
age ingenuity could devise until death
came to our relief, and doubtless while re
joicing in the fact, everyone of them thought
us "heap fools" that we did not make war
that way. One young woman, the only
really beautiful Indian squaw I ever saw,
stood calmly and unconcernedly looking on,
and holding up her right hand, which had
been pierced by a bullet, in order to check
the flow of the blood. A rich color mantled
her cheeks through the dusky skin, and I
gazed at her in no little wonderment.
Neither pain, the imminent danger of her
recent experiences, nor loss of blood seeded
to have affected her in tbe least. When
our half-breed scout Frank Gruard told
her and the other women to follow him
to the teepe where the surgeons were,
she strode away like a queen.
South of us the ground sank away some
60 yards, then rose in grassy waves and slopes
until it rolled up to the foot of a glistening
white-walled butte. West of thatwas a sort
of valley. Then, a little over half a mile
away and running nearly north and sonth,
the main range of the hills. Directly to the
west of us the ravine We were in seemed
boring d winding course into these hills and
a little brook came trickling down. North
of a net work of little ravines and contees
that came together just 100 yards or so east
of where we nad planted our headquarters
flag, the ground rose to a high knoll and
there fluttered Merriti's worn colors and
there was the very center of the position oc
cupied by the command. TJpham's bat
talion of the Fifth Cavalry was faring south
in the ravine where we had made our
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joining almost with TJpham's right, was
facing west on the plateau between the
ravines; then came the battalion of the
Second Cavalry "and then those of the Third
reaching almost around to the east. Here,
there and everywhere, grazing quietly and
thankfully, were the herds ot troop horses
and pack mules all under strong guard.
Out on the slopes to the south side of us
were the 50 odd grays of Captain Montgom
ery's 'ompany B, of the Fifth. Every
thing was quiet; not an Indian bad been
seen for an hour except those whom we had
"routed out" from the hole in the bluff side,
and we were all chatting together and im
patiently waiting for our cook's summons to
supper; the infantry battalions had stacked
arms under "Merritt's Hill" near where
the wounded were lying in the middle of
the village; the surgeon had just lopped off
theueg ot Lieutenant Von Luettwitz who
had been shot early in tbe morning, when,
all on a sudden, out to the west we beard
the bang, bang of rifles, and the boy trum
peter of C troop shouted down to u& "In
dians firing into the herdsl" It seemed as
though it was the signal for the sudden
sprouting from earth ot hundreds of painted,
feathered, darting horsemen.
All at the same 'instant, on every side of
va.'i thoBgha-ix-c-r sevea , hundred yards
away, from'behind the sheltering bluffs and
buttes and ridges, dashing down to the
attack, yelling like fiends and firing like
boys on the Fourth of July, on they came,
score after score of Crazy Horse's warriors,
bent on stampeding our poor, broken down
horses, and bursting through our lines. In
stantly every officer in our party sprang to
join his troop. General Carr took one cool
glance about him, said "Sound to arms!
Bradley," to our headquarters trumpeter
and bade, the orderly bring his horse. In
stantly, too, the men of TJpham's battalion
seized their carbines and sprang into line.
"Sound the advance, Bradley," said our
placid commander, and the stirring notes
rang along the dripping ravine. The men
scrambled up the slope in front of them, and
ran nimbly out toward the herds, now
scampering in for shelter. All but one
herd. "Look! look at the grays!" is the
yell. Sure enough. Montgomery's horses-,
startled by the sudden clamor and following
the lead of one fool of a charger, are scam
pering straight up the long wave of prairie
and into the very teeth of the Indian
skirmishers. A shout of mingled warning
and dismay goes up,
Another moment and they are lost to us;
but, darting out beyond them, spurring his
steed to the top of his "possibilities," Cor
poraLClanton turns the leader to the left
and half drives, half guides him around in
broad circle, and in less time than it takes
to write it the whole herd comes thundering
down to camp safely. Such a cheer as
goes up .for Clantonl Three minutes and
all the herds horses, ponies and mules
are driven down into the ravines out of
reach of Indian bullets, and all the cavalry
lines dismounted are jauntily opening out
in skirmish order and. driving rapid and
telling fire on the foe. The'infantry come
rapidly forward on the left of TJpham's
men; their "Long Tom's" burst in to swell
the chorus of Indian "Winchester" and
cavalry carbine, and in ten minutes the
roar of murketry breech-loaders with us,
magazines with the Sioux sounds like a
second Spottsylvania. The grand, simul
taneous dash, planned to surprise Crook's
veteran command and stampede his worn
out horses, has utterly failed in its object.
The herds are safe under cover, and in their
place long lines of fire-flashing skirmishers
are seadily breasting the slopes, pushing
back the yelling warriors before them.
And yet, how scientifically and skilfully
these Indians fightl Keeping 500 or 600
yards away, darting at full speed up and
down along our front, they maintain their
rapid fire and a constant watch for any weak
or wavering point along the line. Every
now and then some one of their number will
spring from his pony and lie down to take
deliberate aim at some mounted officer.
General Carr on his big horse, sitting right
behind Mason's men, is an especial object
of their attentions. They miss him, but
make it lively for everybody around him.
Brave old Sergeant Ehreiber, of "K" troop,
gets a bullet through the thigh as he stands
composedly watching the fire of his men,
and two or three others along this front are
compelled to drop carbine and go limping
off for surgical aid. One young warrior in
his eagerness ventures too far and "Paddy"
Nihil, of "F" troop, runs a few yards for
ward, kneels, takes deliberate aim, tumbles
the Indian out of his saddle, and, amid the
cheers of the whole battalion, secures his
Down come scores of warriors from the
bluff, full speed, and in an instant they
have wheeled about and are scampering
back for shelter, bearing the body of their
comrade with them. And so, too, until it
grows too dark to see, every time an Indian
drops, a rush is made and, whether killed
or only wounded, the body is thrown across
some sturdy pony and borne away behind
the screening ridge. Bight out on the
skirmish line with the men is that prince of
good fellows and journalists, Finnerty, of
the Chicago Times. He has dropped his
pencil for the minute and is blazing away
with his rifle, but when be sees the trooper
capture the pony he runs over to congratu
late and take him by tbe hand glorying in
the exploit of a brother Patlander. Learning-his
name he delightedly heads a new
Iiaragraph "Nihil Fit," then resumes his
ong range rifle practice.
On four sides of a big square now or at
least a great, irregular circle the combat is
at its height. First in one place, then in
another, by furious dashes the Indians strive
to break the lines, but everywhere are met
by cool, steady volleys. "Halt" and "lie
down" have long since been signaled, and
the skirmishers are now prone upon the
sward, for the Indians have been pursued so
far back tbat their bullets no longer en
danger the herds and the wounded in the
village. Little by little the fire slackens;
little by little the dripping skies change
from gray to dun, then to brownish blue,
then night settles down upon crag and
prairie; the red flashes grow less and less
frequent, and at last die utterly awav.
Slowly the lines are drawn in while strong
picket guards are posted, slowly and ten
derly the seriously wounded men are borne
back to the surgeon's lodges. The adjutants
tramp around from battalion to battalion
making up the list of casualties, and when
at last I get back to headquarters to make
my report, some poor devil of a half-starved
scout or trooper has stolen what has been
saved as my supper, and I celebrate the vic
tory of Slim Buttes on an empty stomach,
but roll in myoldNavajoblanket,and with a
poncho formattres8, the prairie for bed and
the weeping skies for a roof, sleep as
soundly and as blissfully as ever man slept
on downy pillow.
Charles Kino, TJ. S. A.
Eugene Field Explain How tbe Word Came
to be Applied to Policemen.
Chicago News.
Mr. E. W. White, of this city, asks for
information as to the "origin or the term
'cop' as applied to a policeman." It is a
contraction of the word "copper," which is
English slang for a police officer. Accord
ing to Hotten, "to cop" means to seize or to
lay hold of anything unpleasant. A "cop
per" is one who "cops" or apprehends un
pleasant objects. In America the phrase
"to copper" is frequently heard, and it
seems to have two distinct meanings one
signifying "to clinch," "to insure," "to
consummate," as "I coppered the chance as
quick as I could." The other usage of the
word obtains among gamblers almost ex
clusively, "to copper" a card at faro signi
fying that the gambler bets that that card
will lose.
The derivation of the original slang word
"cop" can only be surmised. Ifmay have
been a contraction of the Latin word
"capere," to take, or it may have been a
contraction of another Latinword "corpus,"
a body. Perhaps the funniest philological
coincidence is to be met with in the En
glish word "pole-horse" and the old Greek
word "polos," both words meaning the
same thing.
Contagions Hnicallly.
General Washington What has my lieu
tenant got?
General Wayne Five aces, sire.
General Washington S'deathl I opined
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General Arnold wonld in time contaminate
:oul uenerai acnuyier, can me guttrui
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The Power of Simulating Death for
an Indefinite Feriod.
Insanity Dae to Poor Physical Training in
Headers of The Dispatch who desire
information on subjects relating to indus
trial development and progress in mechan
ical, civil and electrical, engineering and
the sciences can have their queries answered
through this column.
Dr. Tanner, wlio some years ago created a
sensation by his 40 days' fast, now asserts
that the outward signs of death, as accepted
and depended upon by physicians, are all
deceptive, save one and that alone is in
fallible. He says: "I have so disciplined my
mind and body that I can take upon myself,
at volition, a trance state, and while in that
condition, X propose to be buried, just as a
dead person is ordin arily buried, in a secure,
regularly-made coffin, placed in a grave five
feet deep, which will be filled up, and the
earth compactly jut in and mounded over.
I shall remain there four weeks, then be
disinterred, resuscitated and fully restored
to the tuli vigor and strength of my normal
condition. This is not impossible; it is no
new thing." Dr. Tanner expects to have all
his arrangements perfected by May 15,
which i3 the day he mentions for the carry
ing out of his stated intention.
It is well known that the fakirs of India
have the power of suspending animation,
and the Journal de Medicine, Paris, of
February 7, 1889, gives a very interesting
account of the preparations which the fakirs
make before "hibernating," and it proceeds,
to describe cases so well authenticated as to
be beyond question where fakirs have been
buried for periods varying from six weeks
to four months. Similar cases have been re
ported from time to time, and it is impossi
ble to doubt their genuineness. If we can
not explain these cases, we can find a host
of analogous facts in the lower animal life,
as, for instancs, the hibernation of dormice
and other animals, the revivification of fish
and frogs after a winter passed in ice; the
vital resistance of toads and other liviug
beings inclosed without nonrnishment for
many years in small, hollow places, etc.
Alum in Bnklnc Powder.
Prof. J. W. Mallett, of the University of
Virginia, who has been making an exnaus
tive series of experiments with alum baking
powders, and studying their effects uponthe
digestive organs, has just published his re
port. He says that alum itself, when added
singly to bread or other food, is positively
injurious to health, and that its use, even in
the small proportions sometimes used to im
prove the appearance of bread made from
unsound or inferior flour, must be regarded
as highly reprehensible, its injurious effect
being in no way lessened by its combina
tion with carbonate of soda to form baking
Sanitation and Sanity.
Sir Edwin Chad wick, in an address on.
sanitary 'science, says: "Physicians are be
ginning todeclarethat a large amount of the
crime for 'which punishment is inflicted is
due to insanity, and that insanity is due to
low physical condition which sanitation by
eaTly physical training would remove.
There are experiences to show tbat this is
the fact. Dr. Ashe and others conversant
with the lunatic asylum declare that, as a
olnsn Innatips are of low physical condition.
and that that low condition is reducible by
sanitation and early physical training, tbat
is to sav, of the 80,000 lunatics who now
burthen the rates. Of 30,000 blind persons,
the late Dr. Bclph declared that two-thirds
might have been saved by early sanitation."
A Quick Motion Valve.
An ingenious device has been patented by
Mr. J. H. Fagan, of Chicago, for closing
steam and other valves quickly. In the ap
plication of this device the ordinary screw
thread is not dispensed with except when,
through accident, it becomes necessary to
shut down suddenly. An independent
bushing is used to carry the ordinary op
erating screw of the valve, which by a sim
ple attachment can be locked in place, thus
utilizing the screw thread for raising or
lowering the valve; or in case of accident or
necessity it can be relieved, and by the aid
of the lever instantly lowered to shut off
Elevator1 for Home The.
Apian fora simple and inexpensive ele
vator for private dwellings in place of the
ordinary staircases, is attracting attention
in Berlin. It is on the principle of the in
cline railway, and the motive power is
furnished by the city water, which is applied
in the cellar. Each flight has a separate
chair, so that one person can ascend from
the first to the second story while another is
on his way from the second to the third, and
so on. The arrangement is described as re
markably simple, sale and effective.
Coit of Storage Battery Dlalire Power.
The Julien Electric Traction Company
publish some valuable and interesting
figures as to the results obtained on the
Fourth avenue surface road in New York
in running cars with storage batteries.
Their car day's work is 57 miles, which is
run without recharging. In 40 days the
gross earnings of the storage battery cars
were at the annual rate of 59,106 75 as
against 56.387 50, the average earnings of
horse cars on the same line, and the net
earnings of each car will more than pay its
entire cost and equipment at the end ot the
first year. During the 40 days that the test
car has been at work neither batteries nor
motors have required attention or expense
for repairs or renewals. The difficulties
which beset the early stages of the Julien
system have been one by one overcome, and
now the service is smooth and effective.
The cost of motive power is calculated at
$3 10 per day of60 miles. That is the cost
of energy at 2 cents per horse power, and
$700 per annum for maintenance of batteries
and motor.
Traveling Electric I.Igbr.
A traveling electric light has been used
in Germany with much success. The ar
rangement is a very simple one. A dynamo,
with an engine to drive it, is mounted on a
wagon, something like that of a steam fire
engine, containing boiler, fuel box and
water tank, complete for a night's service.
A supply of wire and a number of poles
corresponding to the number of lights re
quired are added to the equipment, which
is then drawn by a pair of horses to any
desired place. On arriving there the poles
are set up where required and stayed with
wires fastened with stakes driven into the
ground; the lamps are then hung to them
and properly connected, and the engine is
set in motion. The lights immediately
kindle, and from 1 to SO lamps can be
onerated. according to the power of the
machine. As the lamps can be suspended
anywhere, and are not affected by wind or
ram, the advantage of the apparatus to con
tractors and others who have to carry on
night work is apparent.
An Electric Drill.
Among recent patents is an electric drill,
which promises to almost revolutionize
mining as well as tunneling. It is ran by
a motor, which has its power froia the elec-
rtxieity frosa a large dyaaaw of'4W-light
power. It is stated that such a dynamorill
run 20 drills easily, each one with a capacity
of boring on an average two inches a min
ute in the hardest kind of rock, and son
is softer kind.
Beraarkable Proareo at Electrical Science.
In commenting on the giant strides which
electricity, is now making, Prof. Elisha
Gray establishes the fact that a greater ad
vance has been made in the last 20 years
than in all the 6,000 historic years preced
ing. More is discovered in one day now
than in 1,000 years of the middle ages.
Electricity now carries our messages,, drives
our engines, rings our door bells,, scares the
uurgiar ana supplements, wnerc it ura not
supersede, the stothescope in the diagnosis
of diseases. Its applications are daily en
tering more and more into- our domestic
lite, and day by day becoming more be
wildering in their marvellous-adaptability:
and yet we are only on the threshold.
Sawdnst Paper
A mill has been established at Ottawa,
Ont, which makes paper pulp out of "saw
dust The paper made wholly from sawdulfi-
is said to form an admirable sheathing'that
is fit for building after being tarred and
dried. A better quality of paper is made by
using one-fourth waste paper. The mill has
a capacity for converting about 12,000 "tons
of sawdust into pulp annually.
Bltomen In Texas.
The need of material for serviceable-pavements
is one very widely felt. la many
cities asphaltum brought from the famous
pitch lake of Trinidad, has been used, being
.mixed with a certain amount; of calcareous
matter, and heated to such a point that it
wonld harden on cooling. The natural
mixture of limestone and bitumen fonnd in
the deposit of Val-de-Travers, of which tha
French have so freely and successfully
availed themselves in the construction of
their pavements, is thus imitated". The re
sult is a pavement that resists the action of
air and water lor a considerable length of
time. A very important discovery has re
cently been made in Texas. In Colonel J.L.
Tait's trip to the southwest of that State, he
picked up a small piece of dark-blue lime
stone which, on examination was found to
be impregnated with bitumen in almost
exactly the same proportion as the Val-de-Travers
product, and it was further found
that the quantity available was equal to any
demand that may arise. In addition to
this, many deposits of bituminous sands or
shales occur which yield 10 per cent, and
sometimes a larger amount, of bitumen.
India Rubber for Pavements.
In Berlin experiments with india rubber
for paving purposes are proving most satis
factory. It is said to be not only noiseless,
but also durable, and unaffected by heat or
cold. It is peculiarly valuable for use on
bridges, its elasticity preventing vibration.
Present Age of the Eartb.
The present age of the earth has been
placed by Sir William Thompson at 100,
000,000 years, while the speculations of
others have given much larger figures.
There are, however, good grounds for regard
ing 16,000,000 years as a moderate estimate.
Scientists concur in thinking that this is but
a small part of the earth's existence, and
everything leads to the belief that its total
evolution through the immensity of space
will exceed 1,000,000 centuries.
Accuracy ot Firing; Big: Gun.
Of the recent tests made on board the Ve
suvius, not the least interesting was that
which demonstrated tbe ease with which
the range of her projectiles can be changed.
This is accomplished by varying the amount
of air admitted to the gun barrel in the rear
of the shell. The air is always admitted
Irom the firing reservoir to the gun at a
pressure of 1.000 pounds per square inch,
and the valve which controls the admission
of air must be so delicately adjusted that
the amount may be varied at will and to a
nicety. In other words the valve must
work to such perfection tbat the final pres
sure upon the shell may be diminished trout
1,000 pounds per square inch to a pressure
just sufficient to drop tbe shell a short dis
tance irom the muzzle.
Pecnllnr Form of Epilepsy.
Prof. Charcot, in lecturing in Paris
recently, illustrated his remarks on a special
variety of epilepsy by exhibiting a patient,
who after having made numerous excursions
to Paris, started on January 17, about 7 in
the evening, in an access of "ambulatory
automatism," and walked thus for ten days.
When he awoke he was on a bridge in a
town which he did not know. It was in
Brest, where he had arrived during his
access. 31. Charcot also cited an example of
an analogous case which declared itself
after a fall. It was that of a porter who
was epileptic, and who, after this accident,
was seized with a similar access and trav
eled during eight days without stopping and
without consciousness.
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Hoi Power.
New York Tribune.
"I never knew until recently," said one
of the Cabinet officers, who had pre-empted
a cozy corner at the reception given in
honor of Senator Morrill's 79th birthday,
"how many cousins the Lord blessed me
with, or how much affection they had for
me. Why, they are thicker than cherries
on a tree, and I have been compelled to de
tail one clerk to attend to their correspond
ence, for they each and every one insist on
my showing my affection for them in some
substantial way. ,
"My class in college, too, has grown to
unrecognizable dimensions. J thought I
knew every man in it, but the college would
never have held at one time all the men who
pretend to have graduated when I did, and
each and everyone of them loves me like a
brother; but the most wonderful evidence I
have yet received, is from a man in the town
where I was raised. When we were boys I
had occasion to thrash him; 1 thrashed him
well," and the Secretary smiled a smile-flf.
content as he remembered his boyish feat;
"but I was always afraid that he had, never
forgiven me, so yon can imagine my joy
when I received a letter from him last week
thanking me for each separate lash. I had
given him. There are some roses as an offset
to tbe thorns of a Cabinet office."
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