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SECOND PART.
A WYMDOT SHRINE
The First Protestant Mission
Church for Indian Wor
ship in America
REBUILT AND DEDICATED.
A Kegro Evangelist's Grand Work
Among the Ohio Savages.
THE G0TEEX2HOTS BROKEN PLEDGE.
A Historic Building The Reception of tbe
First Indian MlMlonnrr The K. E.
Church Takes Cp the Work A Pica
From the Indian Women -The First
Manual Training School A Church
Built br the Wnr Department Banish
Ine the Wyandots The Last Snd
services.
rSFXCXlL TXLXGRAM TO THE DISIUTCn.1
PPF.R SANDUSKY
O., September 21.
To-day the Central
Ohio Conference of
the M. E. Church re-
dedicated the old
Wyandot Mission
church here. This was
the first mission
church bnilt west ot
the Alleghcnies, in
fact, the first Protes
tant mission church
jjelween-the-Logs. built lor .Indian wor
ship in America.
From earliest history and tradition Upper
Sandusky was an Indian town of import
ance, and when the Wyandots were assigned
this section of the State for a reservation
Upper Sandusky continued to be their head
quarters. Their reservation was 11x19 miles
in extent, and contained 147,810 acres of as
fertile land as the sun ever shone upon.
The "Wyandot tribe was one of unusnal
intelligence and was governed by regulat
officers elected in times of peace,each tribe
having a separate chief, and all these chiefs
together acted as a sort of cabinet to the head
chief. The head chief had an assistant
(Little ChieQfWho in time of war appointed
all military officers. One chief called War
pole was placed at the head of military
affairs and all subordinates had to obey him.
These officers were held responsible to the
nation for tbe results of all wars, and at the
close of each campaign compelled to make a
report which was either approved or con
demned by a popular expression of the
tribe.
THE FIRST MISSION.
At the opening of the century the Catholics
had a mission at this place and maintained
it until 1813, several Jesuit priests living
among the Indians. After the missionaries'
departure in 1813 the Indians drifted back
to the old barbarous state, only a lew being
fonnd loyal to tbe belief in 1816, when John
- Stewart, a mulatto, appeared among the
jj. Indians to preach the gospel. Stewart was
' a tree colored man of Virginia, having
Indian blood in his veins. After years
epeat in dissipation he became converted,
and while praying in a field near Marietta,
O., one day he claimed to have heard a
heavenly voice calling to him and directing
him toward the northwest. He believed
this to be a divine command to go as a mis
sionary to the Indians, and though but
poorly educated and not ordained a minister,
he at once started out on foot. His wander
ings were long and his Buffering great,
but he finally arrived at Upper
Sandusky early in 1816. He was not well
received by the Indians at first, but was
maltreated and abused in a terrible manner.
What was his surprise, however, to find
among the Indians a colored man whom he
bad known as a slave many years before in
Virginia. This man's name was Jonathan
Pointer, and lie was as much of a pagan as
the Indians themselves, having lived as one
of them for many years. Stewart could not
speak the Indian language, but he prevailed
upon Pointer to be his interpreter. He
preached and Jonathan would interpret to
the Indiaus, occasionally remarking:
"That's what the preacher says, I don't be
lieve it"
A SLIM CONGBEGATIOIT.
At Stewart's first public meeting there
was present only one old squaw, but he
preached all the same. The next time the
squaw was there again and tbe audience
was increased in size, one old and crippled
brave accompanying the squaw. Every in
sult was heaped upon Stewart, but he bore
and braved all and weut steadilv ahead
with his preaching. The first coiivert of
note was "Between-the-Logs," chief of the
Bear tnbe.who afterward became a re
nowned Indian preachbr and whose bones
now lie close beside the old Mission Church.
A start being made, other conversions lol
lowed rapidly, and soon'a promising church
was established.
The news of Stewart's labors and his
wonderful success spread throughout
tbe land and was the cause oi the
first awakening of the missionary
Mother Solomon.
spirit in the M. E. Church, being
instrumental in the calling of the mem
orable meeting in the Forsythe StreetM. E.
Churrh in New York City on the evening of
April 5, 1819, when the Missionary and
Bible Society of the church was organized.
This society had been inspired by the zeal
ous and sacrificing labors of Stewart, and at
once started out to aid him.
In August of that year, when the Ohio
Conference met In Cincinnati, Eev. J. B.
Finley was appointed Presiding Elder over
the Lebanon district, which included the
Upper Sandisky mission. Stewart was tbis
year licensed fo preich, and thus became
the first regular missionary ever sent out by
the M. E. Church of America, On Novem
ber 13 and 11 Finley held a quarterlymeet
ing at Mad river circuit, 40 miles from
Upper Sandusky, which, was attended by
l. If .3 a
iff
about CO Indians, several of whom made
thrilling Jand touching Christian addresses.
A PLEA FOE LIGHT.
At the Chillicothe Conference, in 1820, they
petitioned for a regular missionary. For
this purpose a large number of Indians met
Kev. Finley at Negrotown, and the women
addressed him first, followed by the braves.
The appeal of the women was as follows:
We thank the old father for coming to see us
so often and speaking the good word to us and
we want him to keen coming and neveriorsake
ns: and we let him Uav that we lore Ibis re
ligion too well to give it up while we live, for
we think It will go bad with our people If they
quit this religion; and we want our good Brother
Stenart to stay always with us, and onr Brother
Jonathan, too, and to help us along as they
have done. Next we let the old fathers know
what onr bead chiefs, and others hare to say.
They are willing that tbe gopel word should be
continued among them, and tbey will try to do
cood themselves and help others to do so. too:
but as for the other things mentioned, they say
we give it all over to our speakers; just what
they say we agree to; tbev know better about
these things than we do, and they may let the
old lather know their mind.
This is perhaps the first instance in his
tory where the women were allowed to take
any part in the deliberations of the Indian
tribe. The advent of Christianity had al
ready raised the Indian women to a level
with the men. Alter the squaws had re
tired, the chiefs delivered the following:
We thank tbe fathers in conference for send
ing us preachers to help onr Brother Stewart,
and we desire tbe old father to keep coming at
least another year when his year is out; and we
want our Brother Armstrong to come as often
as be can, and our Brothers btewart and Jona
than to stay among ns and help ns as tbey hare
done; and we hope our good fathers will not
give us up. because so many of our people are
wicked and dowrong, forwe believe some white
men are wicked yet, that had the good word
preached to them longer than our people; and
our great Heavenly Father has had patience ,
THE OLD MISSION
with us all: and we lettho old father know that
we. the speakers, will not give over speaking
and telling our people to live in tbe right way;
and if any of us do w ong we will try to help
hiin do right, and let none co wrong; and e
will try to make our bead chiefs and all our
people better; and we are in one voice with our
queens; and we will join in giving thanks to
our good fathers .that care tor our souls, and
are willing to help our people: and we want
them all to pray for us, and wewillpraj for
tbem, and we hone our great Heavenly Father
will bless us all; and tbis is the end.
EAGEE TO BE CIVILIZED.
As a result of these appeals Kev. Moses
Hinkle was sent bv conlerence as a mis
sionary to the Wyandots. He remained
but one year, and was succeeded by Rev.
James B. Finley, the Presiding Elder
whom the Indians had learned to love so
well. He came with instructions to start a
church and school, and was the right man
for the place. The Indians petitioned for a
school to their children In the arts of civil
ization, and here was established the first
manual training school on the continent.
A mission bouse was built in the spring
of 1821, being a two-story double log
structure located on the south bank of the
Sandusky river on a tract of 00 acres
ceded by Congress for that purpose. A
sawmill was built and a farm started, and
in mill and shop, at bench and anvil, and
in fields of corn tbe Indian young men and
boys worked side by side with their
teachers, learning the ways of civilization.
In the mission house the Indian girls
were taught to cook, sew, read and write by
Jane Parker and Harriet Stubs. The latter
m&
mi$iiimmB
The ilxtiion Church in ISIS.
ladv was a sister-in-law of Chief Justice
McLean, and left a home of luxury and
refinement to do mission work among the
Indians, by whom she was reverenced and
considered "an angel from the great
father." The work of the mission was aided
by a lund of $10,000 which Congress appro
priated yearly lor the assisting of all trade
schools established among the Indians. The
converts among the Indians continued to-
increase, ana soon a special place of worship
was needed. In 1824 Rev. Finley went to
Washington and held an interview with
President Monroe. A long consultation
was held, and as a result Hon. John C.
Calhoun, Secretary of War, appropriated
$1,333 33 toward the support of the mission.
Thus it becomes a noteworthy fact that the
money to build this first Protestant mission
church in America was furnished by the
War Department of the Government.
THE OLD MISSIOH CHDRCH.
The site chosen for the building of a mis
sion church was on the high ground on the
south bank of tbe Sandusky river some dis
tance north from the Indian council house,
where services had been held at first.
The churph was constructed 'of lime
stone, quarried from the river close by, the
stone being all sizes and shapes. Tbe ceil
ing and walls of the building were plastered
and benches were placed for the audience.
The structure was finished late in the year
1821, the first quarterly meeting being held
in it in January, 1825.
Here the Indians met for worship in the
shadow of these walls they laid their dead
to rest for nearly a score of years. Stewart
died in 1826, beloved and monrned by all,
and was buried but a few feet from the
sonth end of the church. Near him sleep
Between-the-Logs, Gray Eyes, Mononcue
and others.
In 1812 the treaty was made by which the
Indians were to be moved beyond the Mis
sissipci, where the last remnant of the tribe
now exists. The Indians did not want to
leave their pleasant homes, tbe scenes of so
nianv happy days. They longed to remain
and live about their beloved church and the
sleeping place of their dead.
The Government wanted tnem to go, and
used ever means, both fair and foul. White
"men looked with -envious eyes upon the
fertile acres of the Wyandots, and the poor
Indian had to go, whether he wished to or
not. Some Indians were bribed, white
scoundrels swore falsely against others, and
it Is chaiged upon good authority that Gov
ernment agents instigated the murder of one
of the most vigorous opposers of the treaty.
A ITATION'8 PROMISE.
The Government promised that the old
stone church and the graves around it
should never be desecrated, and the two
acres around the church were dedicated by
the treaty to be forever used tat religious
iSAmSJULl
and burial purposes and no other. By a
deed dated July 11, 1813, the church and
burying ground was conveyed to the M. E.
Church, the church agreeing to keep the
place Irora desecration.
The Indians left for the West on July 12,
1813. Ou the Sunday before they held a
last solemn service in the old stone church
and bid it an affectionate farewell. After
the services they gathered about in the
churchyard and dropped their last tears on
the graves, each one of which had been
marked with a headstone.
For a time after their departure the
church was kept up nicely and the graves
were unmolested, but as time wore on the
sacrilegious hand of the relic hunter
chipped pieces Irom the headstones and car
ried off souvenirs from the woodwork of the
church. The roof decayed and fell in and
tbe walls began to crumble, and the fiend
who writes his name in all places took pos
session of the walls.
Several times an attempt was made to get
bills through Congress to restore the build
ing and the graves, but at each time it failed.
Last summer the General Conlerence ot the
M. E. Church awakened to the shame and
disgrace it should have felt long ago, and
appropriated $2,000 to restore the building.
Among the persons who were present to-day
at the dedication was Mother Solomonl She
is nearly a lull-blooded Wyandot Indian.
She was born in 1810, the year Stewirt came
to the Indians, and when, in 1S21, the
mission school was established she was
the first bright-eyed little eirl brought in to
learn the ways of civilization. She was the
daughter of John Greyeyes, a chief who
became a deacon in the M. E. Church, and
was christened Margaret Greyeyes. She
has been twice married and had children,
but is the only survivor of her family, as
she is also the only one of the Wyandot
IS EUINS 1888.
Indians living in Ohio. She went West
with the' Indians in 1813, but afterward
came back to the land of her birth, and is
how ending her days in an unpretentious
little home on the banks of the Sandusky
a river that her people loved so well.
TEE FIERCEST BEAST OP PEET.
Man's Remorseless Crneltr Shown In the
Destruction of Harmless Animals.
Punxsntawney Splrit.1
No, we will not go squirrel hunting this
year. We have been reflecting on the mat
ter and have concluded that the destruction
oi happy, innocent lives should not be re
garded as sport. The little hearts that beat
beneath the velvet coats of the gay and
frisky denizens of the forest are just as sus
ceptible to Joy and pain and terror as those
that throb within our own breasts. They are
all God's creatuies, and have a right to life,
liberty and the pursuit of happiness. How
few of us think of the tens of thousands of
animals that must die daily that man may
live. Man, the arch devourer, the mur
derous and remorseless tyrant.
"The whole earth labors and is in violence
because of his cruelties, and from the am
phitheater of sentient nature there sounds
in fancy's ear the bleat of one wide and uni
versal suffering a dreadful homage to the
power of nature's constituted lord." Man
is pre-eminent among the fiercest animals ot
prey. Not content with satisfying his lux
urious appetite, this most ferocious, in
genious and implacable of the carnivora,
who revels in flesh and blood with glutton
less glee, also makes a sport of the destruc
tion of life. When he wants a day off a
day of pleasure and recreation, he goes
forth to the woods, and, with the eager
fierceness of the hyena, watches for his prey!
The savage beasts of the jungle only de
stroy life when hunger or fear drives them
to it. but man, tbe image of his Maker, kills
for sport, for the mere gratification it
affords him to take life. If animals have
souls, as many good and wise men believe,
what must the departed spirits of the
slaughtered hosts think of the proud princes
of creation who stalk rampant amid the
blood and groans and agony of their fellow
creatures.
TAKEN IN SI THE TRAMPS.
The Clever Rnse by Which a Buffalo Milk-
man Wns Swindled.
Buffalo Courier.
It was quite early when the Arounder
journeyed homeward the other morning.
Day was just breaking and the milk wagons
rumbled noisily over the pavements. One
of these early workers was stopped before a
bouse when two "gentlemen in hard luck"
approached it. Saluting the milkman one
said, producing a tin pail: "Gimme
two quarts o milk." As the milkman
took the pail he continued: "It's for the
City Chemist."
"Shi" interposed his fellow tramp, "he
said you musn't tell who it's for."
But the milkman's eye lit up with a
knowing look as he filled the pail with
choicest cream. So elated, in fact, was he
with his own supposed cunning that he did
not think about payment until the two were
out of sight. A few blocks lurther the
Arounder came upon the colaborers regaling
on rolls and cream. "We had to get up
durned early to work it," was the remark
he heard.
Involuntary Generosity.
Mr. Crock (of Northport) Can I git you
t pass me th' tomaty-ketchup, lriend ?
$5)
(As the chair takes a slide) Much
obleeged. You Yorkers is blamed nerllti.
but th' ketchup wttr all I wanted. Judge.
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PITTSBURG, SUNDAY,
A WILD NIGHT EIDE.
Bashing Through Darkness on tho
Locomotive of the Limited.
THE HEROES OP THE IRON TRACK
With "Whom Death Travels at the Kate of a
Mile a Minute.
AN EXPERIENCE TO BE KEMEMBERED
rwnrrTEK yon the dispatch..
How many have ridden on a locomotive?
Of tbe tnousands that are daily whirled
along behind the iron horse how lew know
little, if anything, about it or the men who
ride upon and control its power. That the
engineer of a railroad train, like the engine
itself, is indispensable, everyone admits,
and everyone, also, is conscious of the exist
ence of both as a matter of course, just as
they are of the track, or, to put it a point
further, of the air they breathe. The con
ductor we are all familiar with; he pincbes
tickets, and occasionally, when need be,
heads. The ubiquitous brakeman, thetrain
boy, the smasher of baggage and the indi
vidual who sells tickets and doles out in
formation through the office window in the
waiting room are to the passengers all part
and parcel of the every-day features of rail
road travel. But the engineer, the man
with the soiled jumper and oil besmeared
overalls, whose walk, as we catch occasional
glimpses of him, partakes much of the roll
inc gait of the sailor, and on whose lace
care sits, and whose hair is so often streaked
with gray, who thinks of him or the lite he
leads? A life about which death in a
hundred horrid shapes ever hovers, of hard
shipof unceasing vigilance would he pre
serve it a moment, a lite in ivhose dreams
even is the fierce hissing of steam and the
roar and thunder of the train, a life as ex
citing and daring as one can imagine,- and
above all one on whom our own and the
lives of those dear to us often depends.
To understand just what it is to drive a
locomotive tbe best way is to take a seat in
the cab for a run of 60 or 100 miles. Sup
posing that this is decided upon, and armed
with the necessary authority in the shape of
a permit from the Superintendent or other
proper official, yoh enter the station, pass
through the gates and along the platform to
where number 978, or something equally
high, stands hissing and quivering with
impatience as she (an engine is always she,
it should be remembered,) waits the signal
to "pull out" with the Fort Wayne limited
express westward bound.
THE ENGIUEEE.
Standing beside his machine, oil can in
hand, is the engineer, a man past middle
life, tail and strong as he should be, with a
grave, though kindly face, and eyes that
have a twinkle in them as he regards you,
half suspecting your errand. A glance at
the pass followed by an "all right, sir, just
climb aboard," and you are upon the loot
board of 978. Accept the seat proffered you
by the fireman on the left side of the cab,
and straightway fall to staring about with
no little wonder at the, to you, bewildering
array of valves, pipes, wheels and gauges to
which your eyes are attracted. From them
your attention wanders back along the
train, where beneath the gleam of
the electric lights, all is bustle;
baggage, mail and express matter
tnnibliiJg Into their respective cars with a
bump and a bang, trucks-rattling along the
platiorm, passengers taking their places,
some quietly and in order, others swarming
in and out like a lot ot overgrown bees
about a hive. Tbe noises of the streets are
somewhat hushed at this hour, but in their
place you hear the switch engines as they go
panting up and downmaking up trains or
taking away those that have recently come
in, the tine-tans: ot tne car inspector s ham
mer and the steady throb of tbe air pumy,
forcing air into the brake reservoir, mingled
with the
"What was that?"
You half jump from your saet as, with a
whizz and a roar, something seems to have
let go above you. Is the boiler about to
burst? No; for the engineer, who is lean
ing irom his window watching for the sig
nal to start, turns and looks at you with a
smile ot amusement, while the fireman
laughs 'outright as he explains that it is
only the blowing off of the safety-valve. A
comparison of watches and a few words be
tween the engineer and conductor, who has
come bustling up for that purpose,
and then bustles away againv You
look at your own watch 7:45 time is up.
Ting speaks the sharp, little tongue of tbe
gong in tbe roof ot the cab in response to
the conductor's jerk of the bell-cord.
Clang, clang goes the big bell on the top of
toe Doner, a uissiug ui conuensea sieam
from the cylinders, and 978, with
her train of vestibuled sleepers, glides
slowly out of tbe station. Slowly at first,
across Liberty street, to and over the bridge,
below which the river reflects back the
myriad lights of the great cities on either
shore, on through the Allegheny yards to
the Federal street station, where there is a
short stop.
THE TEIP BEGINS.
Again the throttle valve is opened and the
trip has, you feel, begun in earnest No. 978
begins to wake up, and snorts fiercely at the
heavy train as she steadily but rapidly in
creases her speed. You look ahead uow,
fixedly ahead; like those of the engineer
and the fireman beside y..u, your eyes are
directed straight along the shining rails of
the track oi which the head-light illumines
so little, you think, and beyond which it
would be dark enough were it not for the
houses and stores yet about, and the
splendid torchlight procession that
seems hurrying up from the front,
a procession of switch and signal lights,
red, green, white, thousands of them, be
fore you through the crowded railroad yards
they stretch away, or like gorgeous fire flies
flash past as one by one they are overtaken
and left behind; everyone with a meaning,
each with its story, short and curtly told,
but speaking volumes lor the safety of those
seeking slumber in their berths as thought
less of danger as if in their beds at home.
Chunk, clank, clank go the cwitch points
beneath the ponderous wheels. Zinl crashl
the long lines of freight cars on the sidings
hustle by with a roar. A hiss and a glare
of light that was another engine. The
wind rushes past the cab window, while tbe
baggage car just back of the tender begins
to swing and bob about in a way that makes
you wonder that it does not leave the track.
No. 978 is showing you what she can do.
Clear of the parks, now a little more and
the last street crossings are behind and tbe
city has vauished like a dream. Faster and
faster. The rapid panting of tbe iron mon
ster has changed to a loud humming, as of
some giant top, noticed most when tbe fire
man "puts in a fire," and the red glare
shoots out, dazzling your eyes and casting
weird effects on the flying landscape. The
wind has increased to a hurricane and you
arc leaping, flying through the night at 0
miles an hour.
Now look at the engineer. Yon see him
by the light of the little lamp before the
steam gauge, but better when his form
stands out against the glow of the furnace,
He is upon his feet, firm and steady, one
strong hand grasping the reverse lever, tbe
other on tbe throttle handle and slightly
leaning forward as his keen eyes unwaver
ingly keep their Steady watch upon the
illuminated tunnel that the engine is boring
into the darkness. How admirable the pose;
every line and curve of the stalwart figure
eloquent of a skill and daring bravery well
worthy this driver of the whirlwind. And
so away, away through the night, shaking
out its murky banner of spark bespangled
smoke to tbe skies and wakening tbe echoes
with the loud voice of its whistle, goes
THE BXYIKG LOCOMOTIVE.
Fast wayside stations, where the tele-
graph operator, solitary ocoupan stands in j
SEPTEMBER 22, 1889.
his doorway to see the "limited" go by;
past town and village with a slight check
only, and then on again into the country to
startle the grazing cattle and break tbe
slnmbers of the tired farmer, who "cusses
the 'pesky keers" as they dash
by his rural home. Over bridges, through
deep cuts, along the verge ol dizzy embank
ments and through the dark woods. What
a ridel Suppose that just around this next
curve a big rock has iallen upon the track.
You grasp nervously at the edge of the cab
window and shiver at the thought. Or, per
haps, but a rod or two ahead a rail is
broken, or may be the bridge, whose upper
timbers you see white and ghostly in the
giare oi the headlight, waits but tne pres
ence or the train upon it to go down with a
crash and then I All the accounts
you have ever read of railroad wrecks fill
your mind and you ask how people who
travel on the cars can think of anything
butjianger and death. But they do, and
you likewise, when at Alliance you part
with a pleasant good night and a cordial
hand-shake from your companions in the
cab, and resign yourselt to the white coated
colored gentleman and yonr berth in the
sleeper. You, even a ter your experience,
forget it all, or rememberit only as a remote
possibility, so remote, indeed, as to be un
worthy of thought.
Now and then when at your comfort
able home you allow yourself
to be harrowed by the newspaper reports ot
"Another Railroad Horror." you recall
your night ride on the engine of the limited
express, ol what might have happened then,
of what is liable to happen always, and
again you see the picture ot him who braves
the vi hat-misrht-be, not one night, but every
night or day in the year, through light and
darkness, foul weather and lair, when the
snow is on tbe earth or nature bright with
summer's bloom, and braves it with'a care
and devotion todnty, which, were they lack
ing, would make that remote possibility of
yours a hideous certainty more olten than it
is. You think tbeu of the hand that rests
upon the engine tbrottle, nor forget, either,
thebrakemen. switchmen and the thousands
of other faitnlul employes of the great rail
road corporations who lead such lives ot toil
and danger that the public may travel in
comfort and safety. At such moments you
realize what a risk is run by even a short
journey on the cars. X. W. X '
A L1TING FIRE ESCAPE.
How An Eel Helped Other Fish Out of a
Burning; UoteL
Detroit Ncws.l
A knot of traveling men were in the
lobby of the Cadillac Hotel yesterday after
noon, smoking cigars and telling "fish"
stories.
"I saw a remarkable thing at Goose Fond,
a great fishing summer resort near Corning,
N. Y.," said a heavy-built drummer from
New York. "I was out there for a few
weeks' recreatiorfthis summer, and stopped
at a two-story frame house. One day I
caught several eels, none of which weighed
less than 25 pounds, and one iu particular
had two queer-shaped horns just back of his
head. They looked like corkscrews. Be
sides the eels I caught a number of perch,
pickerel and catfish, all good-sized.
"It being late at night when I reached
the boarding house, I carried my fish up to
my room on the second floor and tied them
to the bed post. About 3 o'clock I was
awakened by the pry of 'fire' and a hard
pounding at my door. I disliked being
waked up, but as it was getting qui'e warm
I hastily dressed and scooted, forgetting all
about the peril of my fish until it was too
late to rescue them. The flames were rap
idly devouring the building, and I went
under my window to inhale the aroma of a
fibh bake. All at once I was startled to see
the window sash raise and the head of the
horned eel appear. He looked down pite
ously for an instant, then, with rare pres
ence of mind and a great effort, he screwed
his horns into the sill and swunghis tail out
kof the window, I was still more, surprised
to see that the eels had all tied themselves
together, making an excellent fire escape
that reached the ground,
"A pickerel soon made his appearance at
the window, grasped the eel rope and slid
down in safety. This was repeatedly done
by the fish until all were saved. Then tbe
eel unscrewed his horns, swung over to the
ground, thereat untying themselves, and all
crawled or flopped oft to the pond."
CODRTING IN CALABRIA.
The Suitor Makes Only One Visit and Never
Talks of Love.
In Calabria the middle and higher classes
do not marry for love. When a Calabrese
thinks of taking a wife he has a list made of
all the young girls in the neighborhood,
with their expectations, etc. In some fami
lies only one son can take a wife, for eco
nomical reasons. Fathers and mothers of
marriageable girls know this, and warn
their daughters not to cast eves on anv bnt
the marrying sons. Only tbe eldest sons
are allowed to marry in many families. The
others may make love, but they must never
think of marrying.
When the eldest son has decided to take a
wife, he takes notes of all the girls of his
position in the neighborhood, and when he
has selected one who he thinks might suit
mm, ne oegs a mend to ase the lather of the
girl permission to pay the family a visit.
Then, and not till then, do the perhaps
future husband and wife see each other for
the first time; and the whole future of their
two lives depends on that one visit. No
suitor can present himself alone on such oc
casions. He must be accompanied by a
friend to stand by him, and sing his praises.
The girl, if she have a mother, sits by her
side, and keeps her eyes on the ground all
the time. If she have no mother, a near
relative, or friend, takes themothers place.
The subject of love or marriage is not
once alluded to. Everything else may be
talked of, but not the object of the call.
Coffee, wine, sweetmeats and biscuits are
offered, and then, if the girl pleases, tbe
suitor finds the way of getting a little closer
to her, and perhaps pays her a little compli
ment. The parents and friends present
then all plunge into conversation, so as to
allow the two to say a word or two together
without restraint. A second trial visit is
not allowed; this first must decide the ques
tion. Before a second is made the offer'
must be made and accepted, and the two
meet as betrothed.
Forcing Acquaintance
'
Parkinson Will yon pardon me if I In
troduce myself? Your brother and I are
members of the same company in the Sev
enth. Miss .Gartner It is Mr. Parkinson, isn't
ft? I've beard Tom speak of you a great
dealhtelr.
Parkinson Delighted, I assure yon.
Mus Gartner Yes; he said you could
play poker in the dark, and win every time.
Judge,
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ffl THE GBAP DUCHY.
The Romantic Bains and Picturesque
Scenery of Baden-Baden.
OUTWITTING THE KELIC CKANES.
Bottomless Dungeons for the Enemies of the
Margrave.
A TERRIBLY MISTERIOjJB TRIBUNAL
ICOBBESrOXDEHCX oy TUB DISPATCH. t
3ADEK-TUPEN, Sepiembsr 9, 1889.
HEBE are green val
leys, picturesque for
ests, luxuriant vine
yards, fragrant
meadows, groves of
oaks, pines and chest
ints, murmuring
brooks, rugged rocks;
iparkling cascades
leaping through deep
glens, and romantic
ruins in this Grand
Duchy. Beautiful,
indeed is the Llchtenthall Allee, as the
main road of Baden-Baden is called, and if
there is another such avenue I know not
where to find it. It is quite four miles long,
and every foot of it is finely shaded. Wide
is the way for vehicles; there are three or
four foot paths going in the same direction;
and here and there are benches, par
terres " of flowers, fountains playing,
while the Oos river, a pretty stream
that courses its way down from the
hill toward the Rhine, straight through the
town, runs by the side of this avenue. Half
way up this promenade are three large trees
that used to be encased in stout matting,
but now they are as bare ai all the others.
A GLIMPSE OB"
They mark the spot where Wilhelm, when
he was King of Prussia, was shot at by a
crank. That was as long ago as 1860, and the
dreaful act had no political significance
whatever. The bnlfet entered a tree, and
immediately other cranks began their whit
tling. They would have cut away all the
bark if the local authorities had sot cov
ered the aid elm, three oi them in fact, so
that no wandering relic hunter should know
which tree had caught the bullet.
LOVELY IiICHTENTHALIi.
At the distant end of tbis avenue is Licit
tenthall, a pretty village situated about a
league out of town. There is an abbey here,
and in its cloisters are women who devote
themselves to prayer and doing good. How
shall I describe to you the shady walks, the
smiling valley through which I walked on
leaving this boly place? Over my head
swayed tne lonage oi trees green with good
old age, and all around was peacefulness.
The sighing of the wind throngh leafy
branches, the songs of birds, the bnzzing of
insects and the murmuring of waters all
these divers sounds seemed like a hymn
from earth to heaven, with the perfume of
flowers for an incense. At last I reached a
cascade. Its foamy waters fell in liquid
pearls, and, like so, many prisms, reflected
the sunshine; further on they spread in a
vast sheet, making a limpid' mirror into
which peeped the leaves of the overhanging
trees. Then the waters formed a nonchalant
stream that flowed through the Oos, to the
Rhine, and then on and on forever.
The President of the Anglo-American
Bank, of Paris, and Mrs. Gorman, gave a
luncheon up in the ruins of Yburg Castle.
Half the party, and there ere 16 of us,
went up on donkeys, some few walked, and
tbe rest rode in carriages. These ruins are
perched up on the highest of tbe peaks that
surround Baden-Baden, and from tbe old
tower that once topped the castle a glorious
view of the valley can be seen, with the
Bhine river shimmering in the distance
towards Strasburg.
. MUSIC TOE PAIEIES.
There is a picturesqueness about old
Yburg Castle that pleases. It has well-preserved
ring walls, a massive gate, and a
square tower that is nearly 70 feet nigh. A
population ot specters, demons and ghosts
in general nake these ruins their abode; but
we were not distressed bv their aDnearance.
On the contrary we made them dance for
us; or at least they should have done so nn
der the old trees that top the rugged peaks,
for when lancbeon was over and the deli
cious punch had been drunk, two fair voung
ladies ol the party took out guitar and man
dolin, and played snch music as would have
lured fairies out of red roses. Among our
number was the beautiful Mme. de Barrios,
the widowed wife of a distinguished South
American General. She is here with her
seven children, and each child is a precious
jewel. Tho eldest son of tbe General is alto
here; he is a graduate of West Point Acad
emy, and when a young fellow passes tbe
ordeal of four years in that military school
it shows there is the right staff in bim.
On another day we went to visit the new
castle, and tor some of us the most wonder
ful part about its creation is deep down in
the solid rock on which it stands.. For
there are dungeons deep down under the
palace in which the Grand Duke dwells
when he comes to Baden-Baden, and are
the most terrible kind that man's ingenuity
ever constructed. After we had been shown
through the ducal apartments our party
was led to the courtyard. Thpre stout
women were beating the mattresses on
which the Shah and his suite had slept
while staying here the other day, and loud
were the lamentations of the household
r servants over the dirt the "king of kings"
and his Persian followers bad made in the
palace. There was filth in every room they
occupied, and it will be weeks before ths
rich apartments will be cleansed and fit for
use again.
8UBTEEEANEAN DUHOEOKS.
One of these women lighted candles and
led as throngh a solid oaken door at the
corner of the courtyard into a sort of a cel
lar opening, down which we descended. It
was dark, and cold, and suggestive, and ns
we descended we had a funereal leeling diffi
cult to describe. After what seemed several
minutes of this somber progress we arrived
finally among the dungeons. All around
us were signs or horrible torture, and I taw
iron rings fixed against the walls, accusing
witnesses of the barbarity of former
Margraves. ,In one dungeon there. is no
bottom, and into this condemned persons
jf
- t rfnq
were pushed quickly. They dropped dowa
and down and down, were brokea to death,
and no ery for help or mercy ever reached
any human being. Some of these dungeon
cells are closed by doors made of oae single
slab of stone. They open insideward and
move heavily on massive hinges..
These are the subterranean dungeons
where the secret tribunals of the Vehm Ge
richt were held, and where their bloody de
crees were carried out. The "Vehm Gericht
was a secret association that had engaged
themselves to stand by each other before
wives and children, 'fathers and mothers,
brothers and sisters, before all that the sua
en ightened, the rain moistened, or that
floated in the waters or between earth and
heaven. Ther sought their foes and those
whom they hated or feared everywhere.
They armed themselves with instruments of
torture and convoked entire populations to
be condemned. Sometimes their tribunals
were held in the light ot day, but usually
v-
Age and Youth.
they worked secretly, and this mystery gave
them a greater power.
WHEH- LIFE IS LOVE.
We left these gloomy dungeons gladly-,
climbed again the dark and twisting steps
and entered a shady garden. Before ns lay
the uneven valley in which lies the town of
Baden-Baden. We stood and looked awhile,
BADEIT-BADEK.
and then we walked up to the ruins of the
old castle. The size of the place and the
vast space the ruins still occupy show plain
ly that the old Schloss was once a great
palace. When we bad had enough of silent
ruins we descended by another road to the
teeming town. We passed through a vil
lage whose inhabitants were resting after
their day's work. It was .a-rural yillage
scene -we saw, oala anapeaoefaL There
were cows and horses in the sheds, women
were by the kitchen fire, men and boys were
talking to each other1. Near to an old man
of grave and touching physiognomy stood a
fine looking lad of 12. Old age is garrulous,
and thiaCman gossiped. He had never
been away from his native town but twice,
that is so 1 ar as Carlsruhe. He never had
desired to wander anywhere, and as he was
never called on to be a soldier he stayed at
home. Tbe boy was his grandson, and at
that age when life is still all love and eyes
are not yet tearful.
We quitted this valley, walked swiftly
along the roadway, and soon came back
into tbe tumults of a modern world. Car
riages were swiftly rolling by, and in them
sat women sparkling with precious jewels.
We walked along the grand avenue of
uaaen-uaoen, into the Llchtenthall Allee
that everybody frequents of an afternoon
and evening. All around was now joyous
noise. The romantic dreams of chivalry and
dismal dungeons deep bad given way to
luxury and perfume.
HX2TBY HATHIE.
A COSSIDERATE BOSTON H0IHEE
Calls Her Gnests to Dinner to Prevent tbe
Children Eating too Much.
Arlo Bates in Providence Journal.
1 was amused by the story of a party th5t
was recently given by a well-known Boston
society woman at her cottage by the sea. She
is a woman of the sort that furnish continual
stories to her friends. She never does any
thing in just the way that is expected, and
she is never disconcerted by anything that
happens. She has a flock of children that
are not unlike her, and except that it has
apparently never entered into the scheme of
life of either parent to do anything what
ever to check any of tho natural impulses of
childhood.
On the occasion referred to the company
had been bidden for 8 o'clock, and of course,
in the usual social fashion, tbey came half
an hour or an hour later. They were, in
deed, not all assembled when the hostess
wassummoned from the parlors by a servant.
In a few moments she returned with an ex-
Iiression of tragic woe struggling with a
augh on her handsome and always good
humored face.
"Really," she said to the company in
general, and to those who chanced to be
nearest In particular, "it is too provoking.
Vrtt wall linA 4a .. .
.uu jiiuuave kj come ui w supper now,
for the children have eaten up the biggest
part of the ice-cream already, and Ft we
don't go now there "won't be any left. Be
sides," she added, as if it were a considera
tion which had just struck her as an after
thought, "the children will be dreadfully
ill to-morrow it they eat any more."
And with laughter her friends trooped
out to secure whatever supper remained
undeyoured by the children, and to save
those interesting prodigies from completely
ruining their digestion by further gorging.
An Unconscious Warning;.
Mr, Farback I'll give yon credit fer one
thing, mister. You're th' frankest man I
ever PtirP. f -,
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It Inat to isciMt ui UiqM W
Satisfy tie ft run mantlet.
CUIIOUS MEDIUMS o IIGIAIilf
A lappy aa Where the Patfia Itrre ,
CseferMeaey. -'v,
a hatios's nwesi Nil II
iwairraw res rax bukitokj
Every century brings forth ha MMw,,
and among the number the eefa ettags'r" .
mania occupies no small part, feet te tisfe
same mania we owe some of the meet hvai
uable specimens ofart, aaweli m ' Ma.f
rative history of nation. SiuM Mm s-ri-meval
days soma medium of oirevlatis feM
been acknowledged, telllsf plahtf tfca
stage or advancement la clTilijariea me tW.
press or struggle of the times. '
In the different age the oddest i
ties have been nse4 to serve
cattle in Rome- and Germany, slaves i
the Anglo-Saxons, tobaeeo in Yirjnsia. i
fish in Newfoundland and soap w-HestW
Ancient coins record incideste of feists ry,
telling sadly ot people's huaiiliatieB. - '
ligions have been promulgated fey ttitu. ,
Islamism says oa a gold coin, "No Gd feat
God." Fashions, too we find stamped apaa
tbe coins of all ages. The great seal efj
2JK
vueen amb m one oi tae meet gnnawst. j ,
illusions in history the deviee a ?es ami '
iuuub growing oa oae ssess, wsiw Mam s :
above the crown of England tfeeda
genee upon the tender young plaate. -3W ;
crown of our own national traetae was tW '
legalized institutkm for the oeiaaeoi
and silver aad yet the real fe tfcer at fW
grandest financial system oa the gfefesy
.lexanaer .Hamilton, wnne ooasnsaitr,
himself for his country, went, beggiaa; he
means to supporr bis family, wfcia ,
proven by a letter dated 1791 as iWJtwm '
"Dear Sir If yos can coavenksHy latm
nnv .w tor a lew oays, sead it y I
Almost a eeatary has passed i
founding of onr national jaiot,
nation can proudly boast that the
reposed in the United States ant
has never been violated. Ner haw
shadow of a suspicion ever starred I
name of any identified -wiik Ha hhHieSl
During the period in Ceegress'
emblems and devices were befee W
many amusing' incidents oeasmal'
are from time to time brought to Mgfefc -4-i
OPPOSED XO THE XASZ&
The choice of the eagle wag feHtwlf jir ;
nouncea oy one oi tse memos m fBf -
and, tnererore, not suitable to a Bate
interests were wholly, opposed to i
lika raonarctrvi- 1 nntbnr niniiliri ulaaftiisa ?
suggested "a goose, asit oouW hear m risk '
to other than a humble and repabKeoa feM
moreover, the goslings would aaswer to ami
upon me dimes- j.ae irate memBv wma. tra
the South received the humeroB reWaskr i
as an insult, and seat a efealiesge to Ism
offender. i ,
Thejnania&roldaad esrioss eelsw' ama
grown until there are thoasaadssf eeitosMM
in the United States, aad fortunes haw-ba''
net of coins. In the United States Mtoii. to
tuott tmuiuatasuQ Brcateoioeiei
numismatics to his heart's contest. Hesay
by a, careful study and appreefetioa f M
coins, ne can reaa tse nistory or i
it .he, ,wul f Jto4 a, tMSHMpd,
WwffPH- 680V9lB0a- nUiBa OflMnMsl
tnre, division, downfall ail are
these odd, artistic aad astiqse
The value of many of these reliea
less.
The most curious and characteristic) ia
scriptions are found upon the eoias that ap- ',
peared during revolutionary times shew.
ing plainly the American spirit of icte-
pendence. Such, for instance, as "Wimi
Yonr Business," "Cut Yew: War
Thronffh " eta. Wmliintrtnn It uU aiS -
jected to putting his head oa the ewaa, ami
it is the prevailing idea eeaerallv that m
man's head should appear open the eefa of
a republic Likewise did AIesattor at
Macedon, "because ol his vanity, leet fut
ure nations should not regard the ttnoaosi at
his physique, he allowed only three artteta
during his reign to draw, paint or ise4el fees
head, and no one should siaap his feeai
coins but Lycippus." The priees paid for ,.
laic uutua Buun mc cbcub ml iuo mmiqn
among collectors; Recently at a nublie sale
in TTfrw VnrV ft MiTnninl int nf Ktr rrnauat.
sold for $40, while the current prices uf mH
merous others range from $3 to H09. 09
coin, thedonble eagle (1849), stands akseaa
a witness of the positive law which protests
and governs coinage.
113 VALUE IS PBICBLE3S.
A law passed Congress in 1819 orJeriBg
20 gold pieces to be issued; something in
tervened to delay tbe worr, and the year
closed. Tbe dies had to be destroyed, aad
no more could be lawfully issued. So it h
placed In the Cabinet the oalyoae in ex
istence and because its data says 1846, oaa
not be purchased. Then comes "the kiag
among rarities," the 1804 silver dollar tfeq
most notable dollar in the world. It is be
lieved that there are not more than sevea
genuine 1804 dollars extant, the last oae
found selling to a coin dealer in New York
for $1,000. There were $10,000 of these
dollars coined. Why tbey were sever tm
in circulation is one of the ussolved Got.
eminent mysteries. '
But after all. the coin ot the Confederacy
possesses a history and a romance that few
other American coins can olain. Fa
18 years it was repeated as a histerieal faei
that the Southern Confederacy had no me.
tallio currency, but an .official letter
brought to. light in 1879, substantiate
the fact that silver was coined at the New
Orleans mint by order of the Cofedrta v
Government, and onlysuspeaded oBeratieM '
on account of the difficulty in obtaining
bullion lor coinage. The Louisiana mint
was turned over by the State to the Cob fed
erate States, of America in February, 181,;
and orders immediatelv issued for deeigM .
for half dollars. Tho deviee was in itself a
history of the great conflict, bearing oa the
obverse side a representation, of the GoddeM
of Liberty, surrounded by 13 stars, deat
ing from whence the Confederacy wrt&f.
On tbe reverse is a shield, with seven atari,
representing the seceding States; above the
shield is a liberty cap, and entwined arooad.
its stalks of sugar cane and cotton "Ce.
federate States of America." Tho twin la .
a half dollar, and four pieces only wen '
IB&'yODOW'a MITE.
The most "notable coin in the cabinet k
the "widow's mite," and the curators Df the
mint do not consent to the intimation that
the coin is not the genuine widow's mite.'
The Japanese are sow accepting the United
States system of coinage, but their old oe-ia-age
was hedged around by all the peculiari
ties ot the Japanese character. The meat
Valuable Japanese coin is tbe gold ofeaa,
valued at 975, aud by fair means or foul the
United States Mint cabinet is ia possosstost'
of it. To take the cold oban oat of Ae
Kingdom is punishable by death, yet
Xankeedom Is the proua possessor.
Honey money f the love of it, the "reef
of all evil;" but a point has been discovered
where the inhabitants have no use fer K. It
isFitcairn, au island In the South Tatiial
The population is very small, but theeeoftte
contented and happy, whicn goes still far
ther to Drove the truth of the old maxfa.
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In manners, customs and social laws MtoV
are like tbe English. In faet, the iekai k
a typical Utopia. .Everything is pesees
in common. Money was oSered tttea 1
tbey refused, saying they had bo ne fer.k.'
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