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SECOND PART.
PITTSBURG, SUNDAY, MARCH 2, 1890.
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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.
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NO. 1.
N April, 18S7. I
was on mv way
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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.
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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-
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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
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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
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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-
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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.
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