-k-"RaBilIIKiflSH',' - " V iaSP". " "V""i ' " RB E PITTSBURG DISPATCH, r SECOND PART. PITTSBURG, SUNDAY, MARCH 2, 1890. " PAGES 9 TO 16. 4, r a STANLEY II AFRICA. .Roger Casement's Meelinc With tlie Explorer. THEIK RAGE TO THE KK1SSI. An Interview Inside His Tent on the Banks of the River. THE START FOR ARDWIHI SWAMPS. launchins of the Florida in the "Waters of Stanley Pooh i. DINNER TOGETHER AT KISCHASA. rWnlTTEIt FOB Tni DISPATCH.1 NO. 1. N April, 18S7. I was on mv way ffi s: through the cata ract region of the lower Congo, leading I a caravan or Zulus from Matadi to Stan. 'ley Pool, with a party of natives o1 the Ba-Kongo tribe acting as carriers of I uiy personal loads i tent, private boxes, etc altogether num bering about 100 per sons. The Zulus (C4in were cm- ryingtwo cylinders of COO pounds each and some smaller pieces of machinery, all belonging to the steamer Florida, tuea in course of construction at Kinchasa station, on the Bool, and only awaiting tne very loads I was bringing up to be launched on the up per Congo and begin her journeyings through the untraveled regions ot the in terior in search of ivory for the Sanford ex ploring expedition, of which I was a mem ber. Toward the middle of April I reached the village of Lutete, only CO miles from my destination on Stanley Pool, and here the news that H. M. Stanley, at the head of a great expedition for the relief of Eniin Pasha, consisting of eight white officers, COO Zanzibaris, and Tipoo Tib, the renowned Arab slave trader from Stanley Falls, was on his way up countrv close behind me, caused me to use every exertion to hasten my marcn, so tnat J. niignt be able to cross the if kissi river, which falls into the Congo some 15 miles beyond Lutete, before Stanley and his expedition should arrive on its banks; for I knew Stanley's journey was of far greater importance than mine, and that he would require all the canoes on the Nkissi to convey his caravan across, during which time I should be compelled to stand aside with a band of 100 semi-starving men. uaiixes feaeed the zanzibabis. Owing to the advent of so many Zanzi baris the natives along the line of route were deserting their villages and fleeing jnio me ousn, tearing trie plundering pro- "pensihes generally' attributed to the Zanzi baris when on the march, so that I found great difficulty in leediug my men as Stan ley's column drew nearer. At Nzungi market place, about 10 miles from Nkissi 1 was overtaken by Mr. Jephson, one of Stan ley's officers, who, preceding the main column, was charged with putting the port able boat together so that everything might be ready for the passage of the Nkissi when Roger Casement. Stanley himself should arrive on its banks. Jephson hurried off at 3 A. 31. next morn ing in pitch dark, we having learned in the night that the expedition had arrived at a spot only an hour's march behind us, where Stanley had halted for the night. I followed Jephson at 430, and at 7 A. si. we had crossed the Lunzadi river by a frail bridce of felled trees, just sufficiently strong to bear the weight of the loads and men to gether, and were toilfully climbing ud the eteep hill on the far side'when looking back I saw only half a mile behind us, across the valley of the Lunzadi, a long stream of people pouring down the hill toward the river, at their head a white man on a white donkey,folloed by two or three white-robed figures, which 1 judged to be Tinpo Tib and hia suite, and behind these long files of Zan xibaris and natives. I knew it was Stanley at the head of his column, and that he would soon be upon us at the rate we were progressing. TJBGED TO A JOG-TBOT. I urged the Zulus up the hill and got them . A. IN. WiY WfWm. W ikM'iL3 Jl mzM WW '' km&dSeJSSfei w!Lmm3- A3ftft wAftyKSSfrsr? iwm. iff.1- WW&&r'4W.t number) I lit Vi?Vk. lit''' PloJ"ed car I I JAM VMH heavy OflS1 -ffl ' . into a og-irot, almost, with their heavy loads, while I hastened on with my camp equipage and the lighter loads tothe'K'kissi, where I arrived in about two hours and found Jephson busily engaged piecing the portable boat together on the bank of the stream. The Kkissi runs through a gorge with steep banks of 250 to 500 feet, rising almost from the water's, edge. All my camp loads, tent, bed, food, etc, were passed over to the opposite shore of the river, about ISO yards across, in two small Dative canoes, and sending my native car riers over with tbem and mv two dogs Paddy (a bulldog) and Snooks (a bull-terrier). I returned up the hill to see how the Zulus were getting on with the cylinders and hoping they might yet arrive before Stanley. Entering the deserted village of Selo, which crowns the hill overlooking the river, I found it rapidly filling with Zanzabaris and Soudanese in long white shirts and blue uniforms, who, as they arrived in the shelter of the huts and trees, threw down their loads or piled their guns and crept away into cor ners and quiet spots out of the blaze of the mid-day sun. I observed a young white man in shirt and flannel trousers moving about what had been the chiefs house, and he, catching sight of me, came forward and, answering my greet ing, said: "Mr. Stanley is there," pointing , to the hut in the inclosurc. "Would vou 'like to see him?" "Very much." I replied, "if he isn't too tired after his march." THE MEETING WITH STANLEY. Leading the wav. he showed me into tb - Jiu where I iound myself face to lace with Slanley. He was sitting on a box or old camp chair I forget which making a fru gal breakfast off a cold roast Congo fowl, some hard, brown ship biscuit and a cup of tea without milk. His bronzed features, lit up by a pair of bright blue eyes, and set off by the white mustache he wears and the gray hair which encircles his forehead, pro duced a very pleasing impression on me as I introduced myself and told him why I was traveling on the road to the pool. He knew something of the Sanford expedition and asked after several of its members with whom he was personally acquainted after having called to William (his white attend ant who had shown me in) to bring another tincup and some cigars. I drank a cun of tea and smoked a cigar which he offered me, while Stanley talked about mutual acquaintances on the Congo and laughingly alluded to the war he had been besieged by applications to accompany the expedition on his march up country from former members of his earlier explora tions on the Congo now officials of the Congo Free State. I asked him if he noticed much change or anv improvement in the country since he hail quitted it in 1SS4. "Well," he replied, "I don't see much improvement anywhere. There are more white men out now, ot course, but it strikes me they have toomany books at headquarters in Bouia, and too much office work ami writing of dispatches, when men might be oetter employed doing something through the country. There are plenty of bridges to be built over these small streams which rise suddenly after a night's rain and hinder a caravan's crossing lor two or three dajs sometimes. Why, there's the Lunzadi just back there, i hich when I left the Congo had a bridge over it, and now this morning I could hardly get niy donkeys across by the log or two remaining." THE SCARCITY OP FOOD. I told him the natives along the route were very much atraid of his Zanziluris and had been rnnuing away from the vil- (-&$ft jg!f 'IO-'Tf- "yffija" 3 eThfcyjffffijffitt Slat V34S ""n ETAXXEY AT THE HEAD OF HIS CAEAVAK. lages a day or two in advance of his coming, and of the difficulty I experienced in find ing enough food for mv men. "Yes," he said, "I am particularly sur prised at the absence of lood in the country and the change in the manner of the people. When I went down country in '84, before going home to Europe, every village! passed throuch the chiefs presented rze with some 4 thing, and by the time'I reached Matadi I had 25 goats saved to give to Vivi station, where food was always scarce. "Why, I re member in this very village of N'Selo," looking aronnd on the deserted huts, "where now there is not a soul, I had a couple of goats given me then and plenty of food brought for my men." At this moment we heard the strange chant the Zulus had composed during our journey up country, the burden of which was "Yah, Kongo," repeated several times in quite a musical cadence, and they ap peared in a few minutes staggering along under their heavy loads, each party striving to oe tne urst to gain the river. Bidding Stanley coodby I hastened after my men, who were now descending the steep hill in a rush, and left him saying to his white attendant: "Now, William, be sure you have hot water ready for tea for the officers when they arrive. They will be tired after their long march in the" blazing sun." STANLEY GUIDING THE BOATS. I got my two cylinders over the Nkissi safely in the canoes, and at 7 in the even ing. Next morning at noon Stanley came down to tne lar Dane, and the work of embarking his men was rapidly commenced, and, steering the boat himself, with TJledi, his Zanzibar! coxswain, giving orders to the crew, the first detachment was con veyed across the river. Every man was safely over by evening; branches were cut, linen cloths strung from them tent-like, and all around us an en campment sprung up as if by magic, where the Zanzibaris ensconced themselves for the night. At daybreak the camp was raised, tents were struck, loads redistributed to their carriers, aud by C A. 21. not a soul remained among the sticks and impromptu huts of the Zanzibar encampment. Every one was streaming along in the wake of Stanley on his white donkey. Soudanese soldiers, weakened by fever contracted since their ar rival in the damp air of Congo, dragged their long limbs wearily over the unequal path; sick Zanzibaris struggled to keep up with their stronger companions, or despaii ingly threw themselves down by the bank of some stream, and, in answer to the appeals of their comrades, only shook their heads or despairingly looked at the thin, narrow strip of road winding over some hilltop in front, dipping into the recesses of a wooded valley, only to reappear a mile further on, where the leaders of the column were now begin ning to emerge. AT STANLEY POOL. On the third day of this weary march we reached the Luila river, having kept close behind Stanley's march each day, amid the rnck of native carriers with ammunition loads and straggling or sick members ot the expedition. The next day Stanley reached the pool and camped on the hill above Leopoldville station, where I found him on my arriving the subsequent evening, witn tne Egyptian flag floating near his tent He pointed to it and said: "Yon see we are an Egyptian expedition, going to re lieve an officer of the Khedive's Govern ment" and then some native chiefs, old friends from Ngalyicma's village near by, came to greet their well-remembered Bula Matadi and see how he looked after four years' absence. On the morrow I continued my journey to Kinchasa, where I found the hull of the Florida ready for launching, only requiring the engines to be fitted in her. Stanley had, however, requisitioned her as she stood from the chief of the Sanford expedition, for the entire flotilla of steamers on Stanley Pool were incapable of holding all the men and loads of the relief expedition, and he wished to use the shell of the Florida as a barge, to 11 her with men and loads, and to tow her alongside the State steamer Stanley. Even then he would be forced to leave several hundred loads behind in charge of Mr. J. Itose Troup, an officer of the expedition, to loUow by a second trip of the Stanley, alter she had conveyed the main body up to the Aruwimi river. LAUNCHING THE FLORIDA. For several days during the end of April J all was bustle and excitement roundthe Ehores of Stanley Pool, loading the various little stern-wheel steamers and at our tfa tiDu. endeavoring to construct a hasty slip to effect the launch of the Florida. All our efforts were in vain; the beams cracked and bent beneath her weight, and the upright supports beneath her sank deep in the mud as w e tried to induco the unwieldly frame of steel to glide down the inclined plane of greased logs into the river. On the third day of our exertions Stanley rode over to Kinchasa on his white donkey to see how we were getting on, and finding our difficulties by no means diminishing he announced his intention of returning with a force of 200 men, and by sheer force getting the Florida into the water. My bulldog, Paddy, had but just emerged victorious irom a. conflict with two native curs in the neighboring village, and Stanley was much struck and amused by tbc torn and disreputable appearance of poor Paddy. After regarding biui for some time, he turned to me with a twinkle in his eye and said; "Well, Mr. Casement, there's' no ac counting for tastes, but you" certainly have the strangest taste in dogs I ever came across. Why don't you get some zinc ointment or vaseline and medicate the poor brute's eyes?" But poor Paddy's condition called for more serious remedies than eye salve, for the poisonous fangs of the native dogs had in flicted pounds which swelled rapidly, and in a lew davs I was compelled to consign him to the care of a medical missionary at Leopoldville, who eflected his restoration to health and normal proportions. SOI FBEE -WITH CHAMrAOSE. On the following morning Stanley ap peared with about 200 Zanzibans, and ac companied by Stairs, Nelson and Jcphson, and, after some tremendous shoving and hanling, the Florida commenced to move down 'lie slip. IJedoubling our exertions, all of us whit; men lending a hand wherever we coul I get in an armor a shoul der to shove, whils Stanley stood on the SVC bank and urged on his men by words of en couragement, the Florida shot gracefully into the waters of the Congo, where the Stanley speedily took her in tow down to where the expedition loads were being em barked at the Baptist mission station. One of our few bottles of champagne was produced, and while we drank the health of the- newly-launched Florida, ("Let it be veryhttle health," urged Mr. Stanley, as we were filling the glasses) the Zinzibaris, who had successfully effected it, drew up in front of the verandah to listen to a speech in Ki-Swahili from Stanley, who assured them in forcible terms that if they damaged the steamer of his friend Swinburne (the chief of the Sanford expedition) or stamped heavily on her thin iron decks while travel ing up to the Aruwimi on her he would play a different tune on their heads with his stick. All cheeringly assented to the proposal as they broke up and hastened bjack to the fe81 M rWT- J-. Slanley Pool. mission station to complete the preparations ior emDarKing. On the 30th of April everything was ready; the donkeys had, with difficulty, been got on board the steamship Stanley and hercompinion, the Florida;" the men, Zanzibaris, Soudanese and Somaulis were ail in their places on each of the little steamers ofthe fleet Steam was hissing from the funnels; the captains were only awaiting the word to let go the ropes, and one by one, as Stanley issued the orders, the vessels were cut adrift, and their stern wheels slowly revolving threw up sheets of foam and spray behind them as their prows shot into the currents, and they began their long journey against the strong waters ot the Congo, up to the distant forests and swamps that lay around Yambuya. STANLEY'S BOAT DISABLED. Cheer after cheer broke from those on board, white and black alike, as they moved off from the bank on which we were stand- . mg, doing our best to look smiling and gay, as we responuea io me lareweus which we feared would prove farewells forever. Stan ley was the last to leave, accompanied by Herbert Ward, in the little Baptist steamer Peace, the only screwboat then on the pool. On reaching Kinchasa, what was our as tonishment to find the black crew of the Peace and many Zanzibaris about the sta tion, while we could seethe little steamer herself alongside our beach. Hurrying to our dining room we found Stanley giving some instructions to the engineer of the steamer, and in answer to our: "Why, Mr. Stanley, how is this? We thought you were a couple of miles up the Pool." He replied: "So we ought to have been, but just when we got opposite the sta tion here in the bad water off the islands something broke, and the rudder wouldn't act. "We were at the mercy of the stream, and almost drifted on the rocks of the island there I thought we should have to swim for it, and turned to Ward, saying it was time to jump, but luckily we escaped the rocks and were able to get into your beach, Swinburne, and so here we are until to-morrow. I fear. The engineers will have to work all night at repairing the damage." We did not sliare Mr. Stanley's chagrin at the delay, fer it gave us the pleasure of his company that evening to dinner, Swinburne turning out of bis room with a feeling of thankfulness that he had a room to offer his old leaderand friend. Our little dinner that night was one of the pleasant est of my experiences during my five years in Africa. SERVING THE BEAL CHIEF. How well I remember Stanley's bright, agreeable conversation during the meal,how active our little black servant boys were to attend upon the least, the real the true Bula Matadi none of your spurious imita tions, but the genuine being who had thrashed their chiefs in many a fight and then "made blood-brothers" with tbem who had journeyed in lands far up the great I t&iWEP a IV R. ttf3K SS" ffijcAiL'Wty7rfrr PS S VfT ?g?'-JwWgV-J 1 V? - ft 32T-; s.srrr-oii river, where fabled dwarfs with top-heavy heads dwelt; or who, in his own land, the distant Mputu, whence the white men came far across the sea, was the King and father of them all! Dinner over, during our coffee and cigars ("for we sometimes possess these luxuries down on Stanley Pool) Stanley most graph- , r)ll.iiiiiii!iiiiii iii ii Liiri &&&&& 0g Goodby, Snarley! ically described his descent of the great cataract below the pool how he had dragged his camels two miles nearly over an island at the mouth of the Gordon-Bennett tributary to avoid the Livingstone rapids, which raged and howled outside the island. "I wandered for two days along the north bink seeking a place to descend," he said, "but all was a hideous roar of waters tossing their huge waves up 100 feet from the sur face such a sea of broken billows that the Great Eastern herself would be like a chip of firewood thrown upon it. Lying flat on my face on an overhanging cliff which rose high above this raging, roaring niass of water, I watched it foaming and boiling along far below me. No one else has stood on that cliff, I am sure. It lies hidden away somewhere below the Gordon-Bennett entrance into the Congo, and from it the most magnificent view of the rapids is ob tainable. I was deeply interested in his graphic description of his descent of the river on that "Dark Continent" journey, and ven tured to ask him if he thought "a white man could travel through tropical Africa with out means, men or armed followers, as Bene Callie did through the Soudan about 1S20. STANLEY'S SIGNIFICANT EEPLY. He looked at me and replied: "People have tried that since Callie. There was that German, who attempted a somewhat similar journey on the east coast, but did not suc ceed." Then I saw a smile stealing round the corners of his mouth as be continued: "You might perform the journey from Matadi to the pool on stilts, Mr. Casement, and I have no doubt you could accomplish the remain der of the distance on your head, if you liked to devote enough time to it, but what good you would derive from it, or anyone else, when you emerged at Zanzibar I don't really know." With this parting shot Stanley left us for the night, telling Ward to be up early for the morning start. Next day we were up be fore the sun, and the repairs on the Peace having been executed during the night, all was once more ready for a start, and by the time we had finished our coffee Ward had marshaled the Ziuzibaris, distributed their rations to tbem through their headmen, and they were getting on board the Peace. Her whistle blew, the engineer came up to say they were waiting ior him, and Mr. otaniey rose to say goodby, and 1 accompa nied him down the steps of the verandah to the path which led to the river. Again shak ing our hands, he walked some paces toward the steamer, then, as if suddenly remember ing something, he turned round, and, shoot ing a sly glance at me, bowed to my bulldog Paddy, who was blinking on the steps, and holding out his hand to him said: "And goodby, too, Snarlcyow!" OFF rOK HER CONSORTS. A moment or two later the Peace was shooting out through the rapids round Kin chasa island;, where she struggled to over take her consorts, now steaming with a full day slstart up the broad bosom ofthe Congo. As the smoke slowly faded away on the horizon we turned away irom the beach and were soon busily employed, Swinburne and I, arranging for our coming journey to the uppei iwaters of the Congo, getting rifles and caitridges ready against the return of the Florida, that we might be fully prepared for any dangers likely to lurk amid the swampy forests of the wild B.ilolo, up the ilmost entirely unknown waters of the Malinga river. I waited at Kinchasa until an opportunity offered ot traveling up to tho Equator sta tion, some 250 miles up the pool, where I took up my quarters while awaiting the ar rival of the steamer in which I hoped to be able to penetrate the tributaries of the Congo lying above that point, of which strange stories almost daily reached me of cannibal orgies and raiding tribes who signalized each fresh triumph over their enemies by feasting on the bodies of the prisoners they had captured in the fight. KOGEK UASEJIENT. COSTS 70 CENTS EVERY TIME. The Wear and Tear of Materia Canted by f Stopping a Train. New York Star. Sitting in the Hoffman Honse last night, I heard C. C. Bainwater, chief engineer of the Wabash Railroad, discussing the ques tion of railroad management. "Did you ever consider," said he, "what is the actual cost of stopping a train? I have been in the railroad business since I was a boy, and tne question never seriously occurred to me until the other day in a lawsuit at St. Louis, when the question came up. John O. Garrett, general manager of the Wabash, testified on the stand that the cost of stop ping an ordinary passenger train at a way station was 70 cents. "Being cross-examined, he admitted that a certain train running between East St. Louis and Toledo was paying his company about $1 per mile, and, being further ques tioned as to the number of stops made on the road, it was established that if it cost 70 cents ior each stop, this paying train, as Mr. Garrett called it, lost money to the extent of twice its operating expenses. The decision of the jury in the case was based on the con clusion that it cost about 60 cents in wear and tear and time to stop an ordinary passenger train at a way station, aud I be lieve they were about right" TRANSPLANTING BONES. The Thigh Bono of Ono Man Makes Part of the Humerus of Another. Prof. Von Bergmann, of Berlin, is said to have lately conceived and carried out an operation which must be considered a mar velous tribute to the progress of modern surgery. Two patients were brought to him, one of whom was suffering under an injury which necessitated amputation of the thigh, and the other from a disease ofthe humerus which called for excision of a part of that bone. The professor proceeded to operate upon the first of these patients, and he then removed the diseased portion of the bone, from the arm of the second one, leaving' necessarily a gap. This he actually filled with a portion of the healthy bone from the am putated leg, and a successful union was made. The second patient was by this clever operation endowed with a serviceable arm. Instead of onn wWh vnnlil t,km,, have been useless. A WEALTHY SENAT0E; Leland Stanford's Career From Farm to Political Greatness. HIS BOYISH BUSINESS VENTURES. The Nucleus ot His Fortune Chopped Oat of a New Tork Forest, FOUNDER OF A GREAr UNIVERSITY. rCOMlESPONDENCE OP TIIE DISPATCH,! San Francisco, February 27. The fore most Californian ot fo-day is the State's senior representative in the national Senate. While his associates in thegreatrailroad en terprise with which his name has been for years connected, have often become the tar get of public abuse, Leland Stanlord has steadily maintained a large share of popu larity. And yet this man who was the most accomplished Governor California ever had; whose destiny it was to build the first rail road through her richest and most beautiful valleys and over her snow-clad mountains; who has accumulated by the exercise of his genius and business foresight, a fortune of over 550,000,000, was, as late as 18C0, a quiet and unobtrusive merchant in Sacramento. Leland Stanford. While Leland Stanford has been such a large figure in the history of his State, and his public acts aro public property, there are some incidents in his career that are not generally known. Ifheisnot a living ex ample of the Manchester saying that the most successful business men are those who begin the world in their shirt sleeves, it is certain that it was by the exercise of manual labor that he got his first start in life. HIS TIBS! TWO SHILLINGS. Born in Albany county, N. Y., G6 years ago, one of a family of seven sons, he had only such educational advantages as were to be obtained in the district schools of that day. He worked on the farm in the sum mer and attended school in the winter. As a boy he gave evidences of business talent. Some time ago he told to a friend the story of how he earned his first money. "I was 6 years old," he said, "but I can remember it well. Twof my brothers and myself gathered a load of horse-radish in the garden, washed it clean I think they made me do most of the scrubbing, for I was the youngest took it to Schenectady and sold it. "We received six York shillings for the lot, and of that I received two shillings. I felt veryproud of that money you may be sure. Two years later I made my second ,f.npial venture. One day father's hired man came home irom Albany and told us that chestnuts were very high. "We boys had a lot of them on hand that we had gathered in the fall, and a council of war being' held it was decided that now was the time to put our chestnuts on the market. Accordingly we took them to Albany and sold them for 25. That was a good deal of money for those times, when grown men were only getting two shillings a day." IN A LARGER BUSINESS. When he was 18 years old bis father bought a piece of woodland and that winter told Leland that it he would cut the timber he could have the proceeds. The young man hired several hands to help him, and to gether they cut and piled 2,600 cords of wood. He hauled it to Albany and sold it to the Mohawk and Hudson Biver Bailrnad Company at a net profit to himself of S2, 600. He now had a little capital and he gave more time to his studies, having determined to fit himself for the law. At the age of 22 he entered the office of Wheaton, Doolittle & Hadley, a prominent law firm in Albany. In three years he was admitted to the bar and then started West to locate. His first objective point was Chicago, then looked upon as the coming metropolis ot the West. It is probable that the young lawyer would have settled there and his whole future might have been changed but for one thing. The mosquitoes were so thick that existence was rendered a torment. It was in the summer season, and the in sects plied their vocation so vigorously that they fairly drove the newcomer away. He had heard about a town just being laid out on the shore ot Lake Michigan, some dis tance above Milwaukee, called Port Wash ington, which its projectors declared was bound to eclipse both Chicago and Mil waukee in the near future. Stanford jour neyed thither, liked it, and resolved to locate. He hung out his shingle and during the succeeding four years had a good legal practice. A LITERARY TASTE. Senator Stanlord has always acknowl edged the great influence of the press. Some years ago he remarked: "Not the richest banker in San Francisco nor the ablest member of the bar wields as much power as the ordinary newspaper reporter." Few people, however, are aware that the railroad magnate came very near being a newspaper man himself. "While at Port Washington he took a lively interest in pol itics ana used occasionally to write ior a Milwaukee paper. He was also a leading member of a local debating society. His friends praised his writings and he began to think he was meant for a journalist At that time there was no newspaper in the town and it was proposed to start one. Stan ford was to furnish most of the capital and to have charge of the enterprise. Having heard that there was a press and type to be had in Milwaukee for $700, he started off with a wagon to purchase it and bring it home. When he reached Milwaukee he was greatly disappointed to find that the outfit had been disposed of several days previous ly, and there was not another press obtain able west of New York. The syndicate had not money enough to purchase an outfit at first hands and pay the freight upon it. and so the project was given up. , Shortly after this incident the young at torney's office was destroyed by fire, the flames cpnsuming bis entire library, in the purchase of which he had invested most ot his earnings. Having been urged by three of his brothers, who were in business in California, to join them, he gathered to gether his few belongings and started for the Golden State, arriving in Sacramento in 1852. The Stanford brothers then had a mercantile house in Sacramento, with branches in all the leading mining camps. Leland was placed in charge of the branch at Michigan Bluffs, Placer county, where he remained four years. FIRST VENTUBE IN POLITICS. In 1860 he was a delegate to the Chicago Convention which nominated Abraham Lincoln. In 1861 Stanford was nominated for Governor on the Itepublican ticket. He entered npon the campaign as he would un dertake any business and before the day of election had visited every important polling Wlm place in the State. After a most exciting canvass he was elected by a plurality of over 23,000 votes. Almost the first topic discussed in his inaugural was the impor tance of a Pacific railroad. He remembered when a bov hearing his father talk with Asa Whitney, one of the engineers of the Al bany and Schenectady, the first railroad built in this country, as to the feasibility of constructing a railroad across the continent to Oregon, and the idea of a Pacific railroad appears always to have had an attraction for him. Before 1860 the rich silver strike bad been made in Nevada which was afterward known as the Comstoctc lode. This drew a large emigration to the newmines and great quantities of supplies were transported over the Sierras by mule and ox teams. There was also considerable trade carried on with Salt Lake and the country north of it. The project presented itself to Stanford that if the construction of a railroad across the mountains was feasible a monopoly of this business might bo secured, aud if, as he felt confident, the venture proved successful it would result eventually in the building of a transcontinental line. C. P. Huntington, Charles Crocker and Mark Hopkins, who were also merchants in Sacramento at the time, were consulted and it was decided to make a personal inspection ot the proposed route. General Judab. an accomplished engineer, accompanied the party and they STARTED On'hORSEBACK to climb the summit of the Sierra. The engineer saw serious obstacles to the build ing of a railroad, but he was overruled and it was decided to make the attempt. A railroad company was incorporated July 1, 1861, though little work was done till the "fall ot 1803, and in July, 1854, the first 30 miles were graded. "We knew tho only competitors of a rail road," said the Governor, "would be the mule and ox teams then used, and therefore we should be able to ask a price for trans portation which would justify the construc tion of the road. "Stanford's Pacific railroad scheme," as it was then sneerinely spoken of by San Francisco capitalists, "was considered a very doubtful enterprise, and until after 18G4 no one would have anything to do with it. It does not speak very well for the business foresight of our people that only ten shares, amounting to S1,000, were subscribed for in this city. The work went ahead, however, through all sorts of difficulties, both natural and financial. The last soike was driven at Promontory Point, Utah, "May 10, 18C9. and an electric wire attached to the silver han dle of a hammer held in Stanford's hand flashed the tidings across the continent. At the conclusion ot his Gubernatorial term Stanlord refused all political preferment, remarking that "he would rather build the Central Pacific Bailroad than be President of the United States," and he never held any public office until his election to the United States Senate in 1885. The business success of the venture of Stanlord and his associates, three or four country merchants, was something marvel ous. The first ten years their net cash earn ings amounted to nearly 20,000,000, and the corporation acquired a richer property than the East India Company during the two and a half centuries of its existence. A LOVER OF HORSES. Fifteen years ago Senator Stanford bought Mohawk Chief, a son of Eysdick's Hamble tonian. General Benton and some SO head of brood mares of Lexington stock and at Palo Alto, 30 miles south of this city, started his breeding farm, the products of which have become famous all over the world. He now has nearly 800 animals there of all ages irom the newly dropped foal to the great sire, Electioneer, over 21 years old. Here was bred Bell Boy, who sold over a year ago for 50,000; Hinda Bose, who has a 3-year-old record of 2:10, and Sunol, with a 3-yevr-old record ot 2:18, late sold to Bobert Bonner for a verylarge price. It is at Palo Alto that the Leland Stanford, Jr., "University, established in memory of his only sqn,who died at Florence, Itaty, a few years ugivSs- located. No institution of learning was ever founded for which its pro jector had loftier aims and more liberal pur poses than this. As set forth in the erant of endowment, the university is intended to qualify students for personal success and direct usefulness in life and to promote the public welfare by exerting an influence in behalf of humanity and civilization; teaching the blessings of liberty regulated by law and inculcating love and reverence for the great principles of government as derived from the inalienable rights of man to life, liberty and the pursuit of happi ness." COST OF THE GRAND GIFT. Both sexes are to be admitted, and the ad vantages will be shared alike by male and female. It is expected that the university will be ready for the reception of students October 1 next. The cost of the buildings, which will probably exceed 3,000,000, is not included in the endowment of real estate, cash, libraries, etc., which will amount to 20,000,000 in value. No such princely en dowment was ever bestowed upon an institu tion of learning before. Senator Stanford is a splendid specimen of American manhood. He is large and imposing. He has a massive, deep head; prominent jaws; round, close shut mouth; superlative gray eye9, which of late years, since the loss ot his son, have assumed a tinge of sadness; a high forehead, and his face has firmness, energy and intelligence depicted on every feature. His voice is pleasant and well modulated, and he is a most interesting talker. He dresses very plainly, though with care and neatness. "When in San Francisco he rises at 7:30 every morning, eats a hearty breakfast and walks to his office, a distance of a mile and a half. He lunches in the railroad building and at 4 o'clock walks home. He is simple in his habits, democratic in his manner and easily approached. Like all other successful men," Leland Stanford has strong enemies, but by the people of California generally he is greatly beloved and respected. "W". A. BOYCE. THOSE MUMMY OATS. sketches From the Cargo That Is to Fertilize EQSllsh Land. Nearly 180,000 mummy cats arrived at Liverpool recently from their sacred burial place in Egypt They are 3,000 years old, and are to be used as fertilizers. Sketches of four of the mummies are presented here with: Farmers are indebted for this excellent lot of 20 tons of manure to the lucky accident which befell an Egyptian who, while dying, fell into a pit which proved to be a subterranean cave completely filled with mummy cats, each one being separately embalmed and wrapped up after the usual fashion of Egyptian mummies. Pussy of B. C. 2000 was a sacred object to a section of the ancient Egyptians, and when a cat died as even a cat eventually must it was buried with as much honor as any human being. To such base uses may the gods of Egypt come. How Jokes Travel. Somervllle Journal.! It gives an American humorist a queer sensation to see one of his old-time jests go ing the rounds credited to tho Fliegsnde Blaetter, or some other of the German comic papers, having been translated into German and then translated back again into the vernacular. Generally the jest does not seem to be improved by foreign travel. SYNOPSIS The ltory opens at Bryngelly, on the Welch coast. Geoffrey Bingham, a very prnmlshuf young London barrister, is taking an outing at Bryngelly with his little daughter, Effle. and Lady Honorla. his titled wife. She married him for an expected fortune, which aid not material ize, has little wifely feeling, frets about poverty, and makes her hnsband generally miserable. Geoffrey is cat off by the tide ne day, and Beatrice Granger, tho charming, beautiful, bat some what eccentric daughter of the rector of Brvngelly, undertakes to row him ashore. The canoa upsets, and Geoifre is knocked senseless. Beatrice rescues him, and he is 'aken to thevfearaga to recover. Here Lady Honorla and Geoffrey have several ene. after which the former bun dles off to Garsington to visit wealthy relatives, leaving Effle with her papa. Geoffrey and Beatrice learn to admire each other. 'Squire Owen Davies. honest, stupid and very rich, is madly in love with Beatrice. She can scarcely bear his society. Elizabeth, Beatrice's sister, is ambi tious to become Mrs. Owen Davies. The latter makes np his mind the crisis Is at hand, and ap points a meeting with Beatrice. The girl, of course, rejects him. but. touched by his wretched ness, ?he gives him the privilege of asking again in a year, though holding out no hope. Eliza beth, from a hiding place, sees the meeting. After Beatrice goes she comes to Owen and he tells her Beatrice has refused him. This is her opportunity and she plots accordingly. On her way home Beatrice meets Geoffrey and almost, unconsciously confides in him the story of the meet ing. A long talk on religion follows, Geoffrey seeming to make soma Impression upon the pretty Utae nnbelievcr. n " ' CHAPTER XIV. DRIFTING. On the day following their religious dis cussion an accident happened which re sulted in Geoffrey aud Beatrice being more than ever thrown in the company of each other. During the previous week two cases of scarlatina had been reported among the school children, and now it was found that the complaint had spread so much that it was necessary to close the school. This meant, of course, that Beatrice had all her time upon her hands. And so had Geoffrey. It was his custom to bathe before break fast, after which he had nothing to do far the rest of the day. Beatrice with little Effie also bathed before breakfast from the ladies' bathing place, a quarter of a mile off, and sometimes ho would meet her a3 she returned, glowing with health and beauty, like Venus new risen from the BEATRICE TEACHES EFFIE. Cyprian sea, her hall-dried hair hanging in heavy masses down her back. Then after breakfast they would take Effie down to the beach, and her "Auntie," as the child learned to call Beatrice, would teach her lessons and poetry till she was tired, and ran away to paddle in the sea or look for prawns among the rocks. Meanwhile the child's father and Beatrice would talk not about religion they spoke no more on that subject nor about Owen Davies, but of everything else on earth. Beatrice was a merry woman when she was happy, and they never lacked subjects cf conversation, for their minds were very muchintune. In book-learning Beatrice had the advantage of Geoffrey, for she had not only read enormously, she also remem bered what she read and could apply it Her critical faculty, too, was very keen. He, on the other hand, had more knowledge ot the world, and in his rich days had trav eled a good deal, and so it came to pass that each could always find something to tell the other. Never ior one second were they dull, not even when they sat for an hour or so in silence, for it was the silence of complete companionship. So the long morning would wear away all too quickly, and they would go in to dinner, to be greeted with a cold smile bv Eliza beth and heartily enough by the old gentle man, who never thought of anytbiug out side of his own circle of affairs. After din ner it was the same story. Either they went walking to look for ferns and flowers, or perhaps Geoffrey took his gun and hid be hind the rocks for curlew, sending Beatrice, who knew the coast by heart, a mile round or more to some headland in order to put them on the wing. Then she would come back, springing toward him from rock to rock, and crouch down beneath a neighboring seaweed-covered boulder, and they would talk together in whispers or perhaps they would not talk at all, for fear lest they should frighten the flighting birds. And Geoffrey would first search the heavens for curlew or duck, and, seeing none, would let his eyes fall upon the pure beauty of Unnf.i.a'a Fnt.a eliAMi M hi .T.n.l .... n the tender sky, and wonder what she was thinking about; till, suddenly ieeling his gaze, she would turn with a smile as sweet as the first rosy blush of dawn upon the wa ters, and ask him what he was thinking about And he would laugh and answer "You," whereon she would smile again and perhaps blush a little, feeling glad at heait, she knew not why. Then came tea time and the quiet, when they sat at the open window, and Geoffrey smoked and listened to the soft surging of the sea and the harmonious whisper ot the night air in the pines. In the corner Mr. Granger slept in his arm chair, or perhaps he had gone to bed altogether, for he liked to go to bed at 8:30, as the old Herefordshire farmer, his father, had done before him; and at the far end ot the room sat Elizabeth, doing her accounts by the light of a solitary candle, or, if they failed her, reading some book of a devotional and improving char ter. (But over the edge of the book, or from the page of crabbed account!, her eyes would glance continually toward the hand some pair in the window place and she would smile as she saw that it went well. Only they never saw the glances or noted the smile. "When Geoffrey looked that way, which was not often, for Elizabeth old Elizabeth, as he always called her to him selfdid not attract him; all he saw was her sharp but capable-looking form bending over her work, and the light ofthe candle glancing on her straw colored hair and fall ing in gleaming white patches on her hard knuckles. TVBITTEN TOE THE DISPATCH. S OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. 9 f And so the happy day would pass and neutime come, ana with it unbidden dreams. Geoffrey thought no ill of this, as. of course, he ought to have thought He was not the ravening lion of fiction so rarely, i! ever, to be met with in real life going about seeking whom he might devour. Ha had absolutely no designs on Beatrice's affections, any more than she had on his, apdfie had forgotten that first fell pres cience of evil to come. Once or twice, it is true, qualms of doubt did cross his mind la the earlier days of their intimacy. But he put them by as absurd. He was no believer in the tender helplessness of full-grown women, his experience having been that they are amply capable and, for the most part, more than capable of looking after themselves. It seemed to him a thing ri diculous that such a person as Beatrice, who was competent to form opinions and a judgi ment npon all the important questions of life, should be treated as a child, and that he should remove himself from Bryngelly lest her your;; affections should become en tangled. He felt sure that they would never be entrapped in any direction whatsoever withont her full consent Then he ceased to think about the matter at all. Indeed, the mere idea of such a thing involved a supposition which would only have been acceptable to a conceited man namely, that there was a possibility of the young lady's falling in love with him. "What right had he to suppose anything of the sort? Ifwas an impertinence. That there was an other sort of possibility namely, of his be coming more attached to her than was alto gether desirable did, however, occur to him once or t"-ice. But he shrugged his should ers and put it by. After all, it was his look out, and be did not much care. It would do her no harm at the worst. But very soon all these shadowy forebodings of dawning trouble vanished quite. They were lost in the broad, sweet lights of friendship. By and by. when friendship's day was done, they might arise again, called by other names and wearing a sterner face. It was ridiculous--of course it was ridicu lous; he was not going to tall in love like a boy at his time of lite; all he felt was grati tude and interest all she felt was amuse ment in his society. As for the intimacy lelt rather than expressed the intimacy that could already almost enable the one to divine the other's thought, that could shape her mood to his and his to hers, that could cause the came thing of beanty to be a com mon joy, and discover unity of mind in opinions tne most opposite why, it was only natural between people who had to gether passed a peril terrible to think of. So they took the goods the gods provided, and drifted softly on whither they did not ftCT stop to inquire. One day, however, a little incident hap pened that ought to have opened the eyes of both. They had arranged, or rather there was a tacit understanding, that they should go out together in the afternoon. Geoffrey was to take his gun and Beatrice a book, but it chanced that, just before dinner, as she walked back from the village, where she had gone to buy some thread to mend Effie'i clothes, Beatrice came face to face with Mr. Davies. It was their first meeting without witnesses since the Sunday of which the events have been described, and, naturally, tberclore, rather an awkward one. Owen stopped short io that she could not pass him with a bow, and then turned and walked beside her. After a remark or two about the weather, the springs of conversa tion ran dry. "You remember that yoa are coming np to the castle this afternoon?" he said at length. 'To the castlel" she answered. "No, I have heard nothing of it" "Did not your sister tell yon she made aa engagement for herself and yon a week or more ago. Yon are to bring the little girl; she wants to see the view from the top of the tower. Then Beatrice remembered. Elizabeth had told her, and she had thought it best to accept the situation. The whole thin; had gone out of her mind. "Oh, I beg your pardon. I do remembe m m m m jjgkrtt ,(iJbA mymM HUSH
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