10 of perfect form and proportion, Will Condor appeared. He noticed no ouc, made no bow to the andience, only walked quickly to the cage, opened the door and went In. There was a breathless hush, not a sound was beard, but a kind of snorting and pur ring as the lions circled round him, pushing against him asther passed in their swinging walk to and lro. Backward and forward he walked among them, stepping carefully from place to place; then advancing to old Dion he lav quietlv down and put bis head on his shoulder. Old Dion was still sleepy; he did not move; the others went rubbing past him, tittering snarling noises. It was perhaps not three whole minutes that he lay there, but to the andience it seemed an eternity, an awfnl eternity, and a thrill of horror rushed through them when Condor rose to his feet, for old Dion rose also with a bound, but Condor was outside and Listening the great iron bolts, and Dion looked alter him with a low, dull roar. The workmen rushed in, the machinery acted well, the cages were rolled away, and Will Condor stood alone in the midst of the arena. Tne applause began slowlv, fitfully the people were not sure yet that they might clap; then it c ime with a rush. The clown tumbled in again, making fun, causing the excited audience to roar with wild laugh ter, and in the middle of it the riders poured in. Mrs. Brandreth rose and prepared to go; she was as white as a sheet Sir Maxwell gave her his arm; they went out together without speaking. CHAPTER IIL The rain was falling now in torrents, the riders were swarming in and out of their dressing room, so it was no place for the poor fairy. Condor was wanted there; he would sel dom go home before the whole performance was at an end, he might be called for; he was always ready to make himself useful; the gentlemen used to come round and ask to see him, and, last of all, he mnst give the lions some dainties, some scraps of meat as s reward and bribe. Elsie had gone into the women's partition. She looked very white, bnt there was a Etrange look of determination on her face. One of the female riders, a tall, handsome girl, in Amazon costume, asked her if she was tired. "You have lost your color, my dear," she said; "I used to lose my color once. It is all a matter ot feeling; if you care much for anyone employed at our game, it's all up with you. Look how much better I work now. I am twice as good as I was since " She turned away. Elsie's eyes followed her wistfully the summons had come; the girl ran off on to the arena, making a quicker, more brilliant entree than usual. She and her brother Tom used to do won derful things on the trapeze, years ago. Her foot slipped, she failed him once. There was a tragedy column in the Times the next day. Poor Tom died that night, holding her band last, and after that the Queen of the Ama zons disappeared. The company paid lor her sojourn in Bedlam for a time, and wel comed her when she came back. She worked all the better for having no one to care for; at least so she said. Elsie put on her big waterproof cloak, drawing the hood over her head. The women were all busy and she stole out unob served. On one side of the enclosure occu pied by the circus the lion's cage had been placed; a great wooden and tarpaulin shed sheltered them, and in one corner oi the shed burned a small fire, over which two of the keepers crouched, their blankets drawn round them. Elsie came swiftly up to tbem 'I am ready!" she said. "See, here is your money." One of the keepers rose heavily to his feet. "You know your own business, njissns," he said. "Stay, I'll light the lamps. It ain't no business of mine," he grnmbled, "and if harm come of it, Dick there mnst bear me witness Dion ain't in the best of humor to-night. ! can manage him," said Elsie, fear lessly. The man lighted two or three lamps hang ing round the shed. It was an imperfect light at best. The lions were moving rest lessly about except old Dion, who lay as usual close to the bars. The keeper held out a kev to Elsie. She paused a moment, threw off her waterproof cloak and stood there in her brilliant fairy dress with a little pointed white wand in her hand, the masses of her golden hair stream ing round her, and the light gleaming strangely on the star on her brow. With a quick movement she opened the the door and walked in among the lions. She went from one to another, shining, sparkling and glittering, touching their great heads with her little wand, even stroking and pat ting old Dion, uttering those strange, sharp little circus cr es with which the riders en courage their horses as she went. They seemed quite at home with her, and after a moment or two she came out, locked the door behind her and returned the key. "They are quite friendly with me now, are not they?" she said to the keeper. He nodded surlily. "Aye, "hes aid, "but it ain't n:iture I don't like it." She laughed lightly. "Good night," she said. She was going, wrapping herself in her cloak, when the keeper, who bad been sitting all the time over the fire, raised his surly head and said gruffly: "I say, missus, ycu tell your man not to trust old Dion no further than he can see him. That was an ogly jump he made at the last to-day." 'lhe color forsook Elsie's face; her knees shook. "Dion jumped?" she Eaid. "He did, the ladies and gentlemen thought it was all part of the job; but Dion didn't ought to have done it, tell Bill so." "I will," she said, hoarsely. She went ont into the darkness; tbe rain was pouring, the ground one mass of mud and water. Elsie was glad when she got back into shelter. The Amazon had just come off the arena, her eyes shining. "I took the great jump, Elsie. I did," she exclaimed. "Listen, child I listen to the house!" "They want an encore," said Elsie. "And they may want it," said the girl, fiercely. "Its the encores that do tbe mis chief. Hark!" The manager appeared. Jennie must go on to acknowledge the applause. . Elsie stole away. It was verv late before Will was ready. Among the gentlemen who had come to see him was Sir Maxwell Bede. He spoke very kindly to the man, so kindly that he looked up at him with a sudden gleam in his great hollow eyes ol gratitude. "You have a bad cold, my friend," said tbe doctor. "Yes, sir, I have had it some time and cannot spare the time to nurse it. We have one more exhibition here, and after that I think I'll lay up a bit and let my wife look after me." "When is the next performance?" said Sir Maxwell Bede, taking the man's hand and letting his fingers fall carelessly on the throbbing pulse. The surgeon felt the pulse bound as the man answered: "To-morrow, sir, the same hour. We do very well if the public mind the Governor, and don't ap plaud, and first night they generally do, but when they get used to the thing they forget. For Goa's sake, sir, keep 'em quiet!" The drops gathered on his brow. 'You must appear to-morrow, then," said the surgeon, quietlv. "Must?" Poor "Will laughed drearily. "Y-hy, what would you gentlemen say if we broke our engagements? After that, as I say, the Governor promises me a week a week in bed!" "I am glad. I will see you again. Good night, ray lriend." Five minutes later Elsie and Will trudged home. He coughed incessantly and some times was obliged to stand still and hold on by a lamp post till his breathing became easier. "You are worse to-night, darling," said Elsie, anxiously. "It is this damp night." He nodded and, leaning on her arm. they went on again. Somebody came Op behind and drew Will's arm ou to lfjs a man with a care wonf lace and close-cWped white bain" "Lean on me, old chap," he said. "Here we are at last." i j Elsie cast a grateful look at her friend, Albert Moore, whom no one else would have recognized as the clown. She left her hus band in his care, while she went lorward, opening the door with a latch-key, and lead ing the way up a narrow staircase to the room she had taken. "How that is what I call a kind land lady!" she exclaimed, as she went in. A fire was laid in tbe scientific way, which causes it to smolder until broken" np. A touch produced a comfortable blaze, and poor Will sat down cowering over it, with chattering teeth. A cold supper was ou the table, bread and cheese and bacon. In a moment a kettle was on the fire and Elsie was preparing tea. "You will eat with us, Albert?" He accepted with alacrity, owning that in his garret on the upper floor he would find no such romlort. "This is what I call real luxury," he said, rubbing his hands. "Why, cheer up, Will, you look better alreadv." Tbe soitened air did him good; be ceased to cough and lay back on the pillow that Elsie placed behind him with a look of pbcid enjoyment. Elsie disappeared into the tiny closet she called her bed room for five minutes and re turned without finery, in a blue serge gown, which enhanced the beauty of her delicate coloring. Albert sat there in his motley dress and poor Will was too languid to change. She went from one to another, coax ing her husband, to eat, a bright, sweet pres ence, with woman's lortitude hiding the cold shivers ot terror wmen passed tnrougn ner when she looked at him and thought that to-morrow he must once more brave what she knew to be a fearful danger. Hitherto he had never coughed during the penormance, but what if one of those sud den paroxysms of coughing were to come on when he was in the midst of tbe lions that Prostrating, agonizing cough. Elsie did not now much of God. but she had seen Albert's eves when her husband went on, bis eyes in strange yearning contrast to his painted, daubed clown's face, and she had heard him mutter "God help him," and she had caught the trick of the prayer. If the cough came on then, God help him. Ob, God help him. CHAPTER IV. "You are not going to fight a duel, Bede?" said Colonel Brandreth the next morning, "or else why have you carried off the case of pistols from the smoking room? I warn you they have not been used for years, not since we used to practice in the shooting gallery at Mentone in the beginning of the world." "I am very fond of firearms," said the surgeon briefly, "and have not dropped my pistol practice as you seem to have done it amuses me." "As you will, provided you do not call me out by the way of practice," said the Colonel laughing. "By the way, shall you go and see the circus performance again to night, Bede?" "If not inconvenient to you and Mrs. Brandreth," said the surgeon, "I should like to go so much. "Bah ! I cannot see the charm of it to me it is a ghastly spectacle. Did you see the sort of bound the lion gave just as the fellow came out ? It was sickening and brutalizing to the masses." "Therel agree with you," said Sir Max well. "But, nevertheless, to the scientific eye it is a fine studr." "Study of what?" said Mrs. Brandreth. "Not of anatomy. Those wretched lions have scarcely room to move their crampled limbs. If you saw it on a grand scale whet e every movement of the grand beasts could be seen as you can see them in the new dens at the Zoo then I could understand the pleasure of the study." "I was not thinking of the lions," be said quietly. "Oh! of the man himself?" "Yes, it is a fine study of thetriumph of spirit over matter, the man is the most splen did fellow I ever saw." Lucy looked up at him earnestly. "It mut require great courage," she said. "Magnificent courage," he answered; "the finest courage of all conquest of his own terror," and, moved by tbe strength of his own words, Sir Maxwell Bede walked to the window. "Arthur," said Mrs. Bandretb, altera moment's pause, "will you take me to see it again to-night?" "Better not," muttered the surgeon from the window. But Lucy was accustomed to having her own way. "I want to go," she said. "Ar thur, will you take places again?" Colonel Brandreth thought it all rather a bore. He liked his quiet, lazy evenings reading the paper over a comfortable fire, listening to his wife's charming mnsic, com fortably smoking in the smoking room Inter on, as he lazily talked over old times with his dearly-beloved friend. But Lucy's will was law and he did as she requested. Tbe circus was crowded that night All day huge playbills, appearing on every available spot, announced that it was to be tbe positively last appearance of the cele brated lion tamer! before his temporary re tirement from public life. The excitement had been increased greatly by old Dion's plunge on tbe previous night It had risen to such a height that the audience was un ruly and difficult to manage. They whis tled and stamped and applanded recklessly. The manager was uneasy. He kept coming into the arena during all the usual routine,looking anxiously about him, watch ing the temper of his audience. He was a humane man, and as he went out for the sixth or seventh time be touched the clown on the shoulder and whispered: "If they can't behave themselves I shall not send Condor on." Elsie rode beautifully. She sprang, she leaped through half a dozen hoops, she ex ceeded herself so that the Amazon, Jenny, watching in a safe position, nodded and said to herself: "Poor soul, she is riding for an encore to put off -the evil moment Poor Elsie, it will be better for her when it is over. I wonder how she will like Bedlam." They encored Elsie. Colonel Brandreth was not the only one who looked at his watch impatiently. It was over at last The clown began his usual byolay to fill up the time. The riders trooped in and cleared the space for the lion's cage. . Tbe manager appeared, sleek and good looking in his smart evening clothes, but singularly pale. He made his speech more earnestly'jhan usual, but the excitement of the people was uncontrollable. Outside Condor stood ready, Elsie by his side. The clown rolled out, turning head over heels as be went, and joined them. A heavy rolling and clanking of bars and chains, a dull snarling and tramping seemed to fill the air, the wild beasts were being rolled in. "Do it quickly to-day, Condor," said Al bertjearnestly. "And if there is any diffi culty, don't lie down." "What would the audience say to that?" said Will grasping his hand. "Nonsense! it is not worse to-night than any other night Now Elsie!" She was looking up at him a burden of indescribable anguish in her eyes. She gave him a quick short kiss, then regardless of her circus dress, followed to the gate and stood watching. Will Condor came forward, and-at the sight of bim a burst of applause broke out. The lions in their cage moved restlessly, reared themselves np, and burst into a roar, even old Dion rose slowly, walked to the bars with a snarling sound and flung him self down again. The sound of hush! hush! went round, and the people were silent For a moment he stood before them, hand some Will Condor, upright, symmetrical, so perfect in proportion that tbe eye rested on bim in keen admiration, then " lightly, swiftly he walked on, opened the gate and went in. He walked familiarly about among the lions, touching one and patting another, pushing one on one side, always keeping his eye on old Dion, who had withdrawn to the farther end of the cage and lay there slowly stirring his hnge tail. Not a sound; tne people were wrapped in breathless silence. What was it? Why did not the usual routine proceed: Will waai standing quite sttll with his hand on his chest, not moving from place to place, as he generally did. What ailed him? His eyes -Tlaiit if - i ' x.-z- at "Vj i.it't ' 'di" 1 THS were fixed on Dion. It was too evident The horrible weakness of humanity had come over him, the terrible, irrepressible cough shaking him from head to foot, taking from him all power, all dominion, startling the animals and rousing within them the savage instinct that he was no longer master. t A kind of sob of terror rose from the au dience; Dion was crouching, lashing his tail there was a tremendous roar, a leap. From everv side arose wild shrieks. Condor was down, Dion standing above him, standing on his chest looking around on the spectators with great blood-shot eyes. A kind of sharp whisper thrilled through the crowd. It came Irom Sir Maxwell Bede, who was leaning forward, his hand in his hroait "For God's'sake keep silencel" and they obeyed him. At this instant suddenly sprang into view the glittering fairy-clad Elsie. She paused not, but bounded over the barrier she knew the trick ot the iron gates, she opened them and sprang in; little circus cries burst from er lips. With a slender, white waud she pointed at the animals. "Back Sami! back Beauty! now Dion! back sirl Dion! Dion!" Dion moved slowly, he was still lashing his tail, but he knew her, he knew the voice of authority. "Back, sirl back Dion! good Dion!"v she cried, and the lion re treated, drawing himself backward. Elsie stood before her hnsband. be rose to his feet and drawing her with bim slowly backed toward the door, she still keeping her eyes on Dion, still uttering the short circus cries. They were near the door, with dexterous fingers he had unfastened it, not a foot be tween them aud safety, when a fearful roar rang through the arena, all the wild lust for blood had reawakened in the savage brute, overmasting the superficial discipline he sprang Bang! The pistol shot, aimed by the truest hand that ever surgeon possessed, pierced the brain of the great African monarch. With an awful yelp he dropped to the ground, tearing up all the sawdust in the roll of his death agony. Will and Elsie were safe, bespattered from head to foot with blood and sawdust; they stood, and all- the riders, the clown, the master, were crowding round them. Lucy Brandreth had tainted. When she returned to consciousness the whole scene was changed. Tbe wild beasts were gone, tresh sawdust was sprinkled, a gay quartet of pretty people on horses can tered in, and the audience were recover ing from the frightful anxiety they had been through. "Are you better, Lucy?" said Colonel Brandreth, tenderly. "Yes, yes, quite well. Where is Max well? Oh, where is he?" "He has gone down to the manager. He must make good the loss of the lion, my dear!" She had grown whiter than ever. "Let me go down," she said; "now, at once, I must see Elsie Condor." "Impossible, my love, among all these people." "I must, I must!" She would not be withheld. So much against his will her husband was obliged to take her down. The riders were pleased by the wish of the pretty and charming Iadv to see their com rade. They made way for her with looks of interest, as they went through them. Tbe manager conducted them into one of the dressing rooms. Will Condor was lying on a heap of cushions hastily piled together. He was ghastly white; there were blood stains everywhere. Sir Maxwell Bede bent over him, his fingers on his pulse. Elsie knelt beside him with her arm supporting bis head. "Is he hurt?" gasped Lucy. "No, no," said the snrgeon. "The poor fellow has broken a blood vessel, we must keep him perfectly quiet" "Let me send home for whatever is wanted," she said eagerly. And Sir Max well took her at her word, and persuaded her to return herself to make sundry prepa rations. All night the good surgeon spent with his patient, Elsie watching with him In terrible anxiety. In the morning, as the bleeding had not returned, they ventured to move him on a stretcher to Brandredth Court at the owner's urgent request, aud there all that tbe tenderest nursing, nourishing food, and many comforts could do for him were lavished on him. Very slowly and painfully poor Will struggled back to life, and long before he was restored even to convalescence tbe circus must move on, their time at Middleton could be no longer prolonged. The manager would accept no compensa tion for the loss of the lion, although the loss not only of the valuable beast, but of two of the best members of his company, was severe. The riders made up a little sum of money between them for tbe Condors, and Albert brought it to them with tears in his eyes on the morning of the day on which the troupe was to leave. "Don't forget me, Elsie," he said, holding her hands fast m his. She could only shake her head and falter out, "God bless you for all your goodness to me, Albert," and he went on his way. When poor Will began to creep abont again, and, as the summer approached, to bask in the warmth of the sun, a terrible anxiety began to seize npon both him and his wi e about the luture. What conld they now do to earn a living? Elsie shrank from the knowledge that sooner or later, to earn bread to eat, she must return to her profes sion. But one day their fears were set at rest Lucy took Elsie's hand, bade her put aside her tears and trust to her. They lived in the lodge. Elsie did a cer tain amount of needlework, also she was employed in other odds and ends of ways, as riding mistress to the Brandreth children and to others in tbe neighborhood. Besides the small salary attached to the lodge, means "of earning more were found tor Will himself. Colonel Brandreth's dogs were put into his charge, the care of the kennels. Will Condor, with the tact and bright friendliness which had made him a univer sal favorite in the profession, contrived to conciliate and make iriends with the game keepers, alter which his happiness and that of his wife seemed to be complet", especially alter Sir Maxwell Bede told Elsie, thsit though her hnsband conld never again be strong, yet with great care and light work he might live to be an old man yet A Good School for Oar Girls. Judging from the catalogue and the good things we hear of Harcourt Place, Gambier, Ohio, it is au ideal school for young ladies of our city and neighborhood. It has pupils from 16 States. Artlati, Teachers nod Clane Should send for our catalogue on artist materials. Discount to teachers and classes. Mail orders will receive prompt attention. Liberal discount on picture frames. Teeoa NOWAS'b Art Store, 152 Wylie avenue. TTSSU REAL ESTATE SAVINGS BANK, LI 31., 401 Smilbfield Street, Cor. Fonrtb Avpnne. Capital, $100,000. Surplus, 861,500. 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SOME OP THE NOTABLE MEMORIALS Hagerstowh-, Md., July 4. Upon North Bnford avenue, one of tbe many lanes over the field of Gtttysburg perfected by the Memorial Association, near the intersection of Mummasburg road, stands a huge arched slab of granite, its arched edge left rougb hewn as the stroke of the sledge fashioned it, and its face bearing a beautifully chis eled figure of a mounted cavalryman, car bine in hand, sitting upright and alert, face to the enemy. It is the monument marking the position of the Seventeenth Pennsyl vania Cavalry in the first day's fight, when the first Corps held A. P. Hill so long and so valiantly. This monument, writes a correspondent of the Philadelphia Ledger, is bnt one of 350 and more memorials in stone and bronze scattered over tbe great space covered in tbe three days' contention, and now dedicated forever to tbe public through the intelligent and patriotic efforts of the Gettysburg Bat tlefield Memorial Association. Tbe tracts secured by this organization embrace a to tal of about 450 acres, made up of irregular spaces over the entire field. The sum ex pended in the purchase of the land and its improvement in the construction of roads is very large, and has been contributed by the States of Pennsylvania, New York, Massa chusetts, New Hampshire, Maine, Vermont, Wisconsin and Minnesota. MEHOEIALS PLENTIFUL. This noble array of monuments, each erected by tbe survivors of bodies of troops from tbe loyal States, some of which thus indicate successive positions occupied as the storm of battle surged around and to the southward of the little town, extends from the position of this cavalry monument and its neighbors, that of tbe One-Hundred-and-Fortv-ninth Pennsylvania Infantry (Buck tails) and others of the First and Eleventh Corps, four miles to and beyond Bound Top. Tbe memorials are set up in the in termediate space everywhere, in fields, orchards, woodlands, by roadsides, in gar dens, upon hills and in the rock-strewn ravine of the Devil's Den. They are each unlike tbe other, generally artistic and effective as well as costly in design. Many are plain masses of stone bear ing "a tablet of bronze securely inlaid. Some reveal heroic figures of superb standard bearers, like that ol the Thirteenth Massachusetts .Regiment A favorite idea is that of the recumbent soldier leveling his musket at the foe; another form is that of the corps badge. One, at least, represents a tent, and close by the "clump of trees" is the weighty padding-stone from Boxbury, Mass., erected by the Twentieth Massa chusetts Infantry. The Reynolds memorial stands in the woods just where the battle began, and at tbe spot where he fell. Look ing out from Little Bound Top is the splendid bronze figure ot General Warren, the chief engineer of the army, whose watchful eye detected the move of the enemy toward Bound Top in time to enable the Union troops to counter the effort by occupation. A BLOOD-SOAKED VALLEY. It would be a task invidious to make par tial mention of these silent testimouials of valor, which, whether costly or humble, are every one enduring evidences of the ca pacity of tbe American soldier, whether from the North or the South, to bear tbe shock ot battle, and to meet attack with prompt and effective resistance, even upon difficult and unchosen ground like that which we find at Gettysburg. If there is found in these visible markers of the ram part of citzen soldiery of the North the sub tle element which stirs the deepest im pulses of the soul, how eloquent is the silent unmarked ridge across the valley of death, where Longstreet gave the word which sen t Pickett and his men upon their deadly futile errand. A few weeks ago a Con gressional party visited tbe field for tbe purpose of deciding the advisability of lo cating by small plain markersat national expense, tbe several positions of the Con federate bodies of troops upon the three days of the straggle. This done and the object lesson will be complete. There is at present but one Confederate monument on the field. The visitor to this place having but a single day to devote to its inspeotion must necessarily arrive either the previous even ing, or, taking the late sleeper of the Cum berland Valley route, change cars at Car lisle, where breakfast may be bad, and reach Gettysburg at 10 A. M. He can save time and enlist sufficient aid by going at once to the Eagle Hotel and entrusting the choice of a guide to the proprietor, Mr. Yingling. Avoid, if you value your peace of mind, the oratorical type of guide, whose chief ambition in life is to inflict upon tbe wayfarer bis stereotyped speech at every point-of iuterest. There are guides here, quiet intelligent men, who know the field thoroughly and who tell just, enough to give the beholder an adequate idea of the action, and leave to him the pleasure of some imagination. Goods maps and profuse guide books are plentiful in the town. Thousands of photographic views have been made by Mr. Tipton and others, in cluding all the monuments, and in the gloomy recesses of the rocks at the foot of Little Bound Top the man with the camera baits you and claims you for his own. A NOTABLE MONUMENT. The tour of a single day is necessarily su perficial and hurried. The guide will first drive out from the shady town streets upon the Hagerstown road, crossing Seminary .Ridge, and, turning to the right, presently enter Reynold's Grove, where thatofficer was shot early upon the first day. Then dowu the slope we go upon Spring avenue, cross ing the small stream of Willoughby run to the Gettysburg Springs Hotel, upon the site of which Hill's center of attack was formed on July 1. Then, recrossing the creek, we cross the railroad cut where so many of his men were trapped, and, driving along Bu ford avenue, presently come upon the cav alry monument named in my first para graph. This monument was especially noted because, as we halted to admire its sculpture, we found in its shadow in the sultry noontide, quietly takiug his siesta, a farmer boy, his drowsy team standing by, and it seemed to me that the lesson of protection was penect. The soldier sentrv stands there foreveif his gaze fixed upon the valley, assuring every passer-by ot the lreedom and unity secured to us by his heroism, and the reaper, whose hand delves at the base of all prosperity, tbe product of the soil, findsjn- these peaceful, plenteous days his rest at the trooper's leet From the slight elevation just where the Gettysburg and Carlisle Bailroad crosses the Muinmasburg road, the position ot Ewell's corps, almost enclosing the short line of the Eleventh Corps, is seen to advantage. Mon uments and markers indicating right and lelt extremes of the small regiments ot vet eran troops are plentiful here. We drive back to town and to dinner along the Muin masburg road. CEMETEKY AND CULP'S HILLS. Resuming the tour soon after 1 o'clock, the team drives first to Cemetery Hill, the eminence which, nianv years ago devoted to the burial of the village dead, now con tains the beautifully trimmed National Cemetery, its thousands of graves ranged in circles upon eternal parade around the stately monument whose most worthy ein belluhmentia.tbe, tablet bearing.the stately lines oTIiucblns immortal GetlysDufjJ ad dress. I ,rFrom this encampment of tha dead we j v xxJ.-!i&Su&&efeaia6v-K SATURDAY, JULY 5, cross the road to the brow of tbe hill and look down upon tbe slope from the ram part, where Bickett's guns were served and where the Louisiana Tigers were all but swept from existence, not only by the Penn sylvanians above them, but by the canister and grape from Stevens' Fifth Maine Bat tery over on the slope, of Cnlp's Hill, aud later in tbe gathering darkness by troops that poured in upon the scene of one ol the most fearful fights known in the history of war. Continuing down tbe Baltimore pike we are soon in the still woodland that covers Culp's Hill. All through this forest, every tree of which is a battle-scarred veteran, the regimental and brigade monuments are plentiful, marking the scene of the second day's fight and the deadly night attack and repulte, which added to the horrors of that time. The position of the Fifth Maine Bat tery is indicated by cannon now planted there howitzers, indeed, being used upon many parts of tbe field as markers of ar tillery positions. The Twelfth Corp's star is seen upon nearly all of thee monuments. The reservation on Culp's Hill reaches down to Bock creek. OUT TO THE PEACH OECHAKD. Our npxt move is back through town and out the Einmettsburg road, a well traveled highway leading southward through the meadows, which are the scene oi the car nage of the second day along Sickles' salient at tbe roadside and in the peach orchard. Along the Emmettsburg road, which was the line held by the Union forces upon the afternoon ot July 2, the monuments bear the diamond of the Third Corps. Tbe most beautiful of these tokens is that of the First Massacbusetts Infantry, a -monument pro nounced the most thoroughly artistic of any regimental memorial on the field. It stands close by a farmhouse upon the western side ot the road, and represents a young soldier standing at "ready" behind the wreck of the rail fence which borders the highway. Tbe left of this line occupied the deadly peach orchard, and all ot the soil between this road and the two Bonnd Tops, the feariully broken ground, partly forest, partly marsh and rocky dell, was fought oyer in a series of struggles that day by the men of tbe Second, Third, Fifth and Sixth Corps, as Sickles' front was forced backward, and thus their monuments, bear ing their distinctive corps badges, are in termingled through the wheat field, in the woods and among the rocky defiles. No soldier will resent special notice of the charge made here by the men of the First Minnesota, which resulted in almost anni hilating that organization, but which is said to have turned the varying fortunes of that awful day. THE WHIRLPOOL OF BATTLE. In the wheat field one of the largest and most costly of the monuments yet erected is that of tbe Twenty-seventh Connecticut This is a tall shaft surmounted by a bronze eagle. It is in tbe midst of that part of the field significantly called tbe "Whirlpool of the Battle." This monument was unveiled about five years ago with imposing ceremo nies. From the rocky crest of Little Bound Top, which is ascended after traversing the Devil's Den, standing near the bronze figure of Warren, a fine view of the entire field is gained. Grand Central avenue is one of the drives created by the Memorial Association, aud is approximately upon the final line adopted by the Federal iorces and held to the end of the third day. Btturning to the town by this route and the Taneytown road, which runs southward behmil the Bound Tops, we come upon the scene most familiar to the American people in connection with this battle, the exact spot ably depicted by the artist Phillipotaux in his cyclorama of the attack by Pickett, Pettigrew, Trimble and Wilson. Here is tbe oft-spoken of "clump of trees," now protected by a high iron fencing. Here is tbe place where Armistead fell, as his men poured over tbe brier-covered stone wall. Here is where Webb fought his battery, and all along to tbe lelt and right, and in the fields behind, the monuments and aligument markers of the many regiments and batteries which rushed hither to the defense as soon as the Confederate objective point was clearly de fined. Upon the Taneytown road, under the slope of Cemetery Hill, these monu ments are ranged nearly or quite to the town. Tbe rusty rails of an unfinished railroad are stretched along the Union front of the third day, coming to an untimely and in glorious end behind Bound Top. The weedy stretch of this useless line profanes the precious soil through which, like a canker worm, it has dragged its misguided way. A LIST OF THE MONUMENTS, Much ingenuity and great engineering perseverance has attended the deliverance ot many of these bulky and immensely weighty memorial stones and bronzes at thpir appointed sites. Not only has it been needful to supply specially made cars to bring tbem here, but great wide trucks, with broad wheels, upon which to haul them over the roads. Minnigb's Memorial List gives tbe fol lowing totals of monuments now erected by or in honor of the different loyal States: Connecticut, 9; Delaware, 3; Illinois, 2; In diana, G; Maine, 17; Maryland, 6; Massa chusetts, 29; Michigan, 13; Minnesota, 1; New Hampshire, 4; New Jersey, 17; New York, 83; Ohio, 24; Pennsylvania, 95; BUode Island, 4; Vermont, 13; Wisconsin, 10. Opposite the names of the large number of regiments and batteries of the United States regulars engaged in the battle is an asterisk, in each case indicating that, although loca tions occupied are assigned, no monuments have yet been erected, the General Govern ment evidently thus far having been too busy up to the present time to thus recog nize the valor of its professional soldiers. Numbers ot State organizations have also, as yet, tailed to erect monuments, among them nearly all of the Pennsylvania Re serves. There are 17 special monuments to officers and others, including that to Jenny Wade, the only woman killed in the three days ot battle that surged around tbe quiet, but now immortal little town. Canard Jnbllre Yenr. The 4th of July, 1890, will complete the 50th anniversary of the establishment of the Cunard Steamship Line, during which pe riod of half a century their wonderful im munity irom disaster entitles tbem to tbe proud record of having never lost the life of a passenger. Their first ship, the Britannia, Captain Woodruff, sailed from Liverpool for Hali- ibx ana Boston on tbe 4th of Julv, 1840. Thefirst Cunard steamer to sail direct for New York was the Cambria, Captain Harri son, which sailed from Liverpool January 1, 1848. The Britannia made her first trip from Liverpool to Boston in 14 days and 8 hours. She was a wooden paddle-wheel vessel of 207 feet long, 34 feet 4 inches broad, 22 feet 6 inches deep, 1,154 tons and 740 horse power. Tbe time of these passages bos gradually dimished until the Eiruria, in 1889, reduced the record to 6 days 1 hour 50 minutes, mak ing an average speed of 19 6-10 knots, equal to 22 7-10 statute miles per hour. As au interesting comparison with the Britannia, the Etruria's dimensions are 520 feet long, 57 feet 3 inches beam, 41 feet deep, 8,000 tons and 14,500 horse power. The original title was the "British and North American Boyal Mail Steam Packet Company." In 1878 the Cunards, Burns, Msiclvers aud others sold their interests, iu whole or in part, to the "Cunard Steamship Com pany, Lim." as at present known. For many years its representative iu New York was Sir Edward Cunard, who, upon his death in 1868, was succeeded by his nephew, Mr. Cbas. G. Francklyn. Mr. Francklyn retired in 1880, and was succeeded by Messrs. Vernon H. Brown & Co., the present agents. Excnr.lon to YVbeelliifr Ou to-morrow (Sunday), July 6. Bate $1 50 round trip. Train leaves B. & O. depot at 8:30 A. M., city time. Eably Closing Commencing July, 1 and during the sutumef Bfdnths our store will close at 5 P. M., Saturday 1 P. M. . - TTSSU flUGUS & HACKE, ,"V -..- . .. a ' W.K-. .-if?XjKfTr ... j3dnUdjXK&!i . -ALftkbMtt 1890. THE INDIAN MESSIAH. Strange Story Told by Porcupine, a . Noted Cheyenne Scour, ABODT HIS MEET1KG THE SAVIOR. A Detailed Account of a Conversation and a Message 1 0P GOOD ADTICE TO THE BED kEN Helena, Mont., July 4. Many differ ent stories have been published about the Indian Christ, whose headquartars aije in Nevada, and to whose teachings savages from nearly all the tribes in the United States have listened. Among those 'who made this pilgrimage were Porcupine, a noted Cheyenne, and two members of the tribe of lesser note, Big Beaver and Bear Bidge. Porcupine was first brought into prominence in a remarkable way. Last September he was living near Ashland, Cusier county, with his wife and children, on an elevation not far from St Labre's mission. A great storm arose one night, ac companied by thunder and lightning, and during its progress a bolt struck his tent, killing his wife. For a little while Porcu pine himself was stunned, bnt recovering, and finding his wife dead beside him, he grasped his rifle aud rushed outside the tepeee. The storm was raging and the lightning playing in all directions. The half-crazed savage, holding his gun aloft, defied the elements to do their worst, and after talking and gesticulating for sev eral minutes bronght his gun to his shoulder and fired at the heavens. Quickly reload ing, he repeated the performance, continu ing to do so till bis ammunition was ail gone. The next day his wife was buried with all tbe ceremonies attendant on such events among the Cheyennes, and Porcupine became a wanderer, Thongh he denies it, there seems to be no doubt tbat be had some inkling of the new Christ, and owing to tbe loss of his wife his mind was in such a state as to eagerly grasp at anything which touched on a luture life. A SrEANGE SCENE. Feeling that perhaps the teachings of the new Christ, which Porcupine had imparted to his people on his return from Nevada, might have had something to do with the recent troubles, Agent Upshaw, of the Cheyennes, determined, if possible, to have Porcupine tell him of his journey and its result After same difficulty PorcupiDe con sented, so the meeting was held in Major Carroll's tent at Camp Crook, near tbe agency. The scene was one never to be for gotten. Banged around one side where tha whites, including nearly all the officers in the camp, Agent Upshaw and two interpre ters. On the opposite side the first in the line was Two Moons, the Cheyenne chief, who paid strict attention to all that was said. Next to Two Moons was Bear Bidge, then Porcupine, and then Big Beaver; these three the principal characters in the scene. Then came lesser lights in tbe Cheyenne tribe. About the tent opening were crowded eight Indians, who lost not a word of what was said on either side, but who did not in dicate in any way the impression made upon them. Porcupine was a Government scout at Fort Beno in 1885, and holds a dischaage from Major Deweese. He once visited Washington. Tbat the Indian is a good actor was shown by Porcupine Lefore he commenced to tell his story. When all was quiet he arose from bis squatting position on tbe ground, and, turning his tace to the west, extended both arms to heaven. Suddenly he com menced to tremble, and this continued all through the initial performance. After the first act he made the sign of tbe cross by folding his arms, then, placing his hand upon his heart, he raised it instantly toward heaven, then touched the earth, signifying that what he was to say would be the truth. Still trembling, he sat down aud buried his face in his hands, apparently absorbed in prayer. During Porcupine's performance his two followers sat with bowed heads, their lips moving as though iu silent prayer. Recovering, Porcupine commenced his story. porcupine's journey. "My friends I left the agency in No vember with two other Cheyennes, going first to Bawlins. At dark the same day we reached a fort probably Bridger. After ten days we went to Fcrt Hill and met the Snakes and Bannocks, where the chief took me to his tent I told the chief I was just traveling for pleasure, to see other Indians and countries; that my people were at peace and I thought I could travel anywhere. Leaving the Bannocks we took a little rail road to a town on a big lake (Salt Lake). The next day we took the cars, traveled south, and in the morning came to a settle ment ot Indians dressed like white people, the women having their hair banged and their faces painted white with black spots. Then we got on the cars again and next saw a lot of houses. We were told more Indians lived there, so we got oil a'nd found them living in huts of grass. Biding in the cars again a day and a night we got off among the fish-eating Indians. "In the morning the chief took us in a wagon to the agency on the side of a big river. Then we went back to the station and were told there were some Indians to the south who wanted to see us. We took the railroad and at sundown got to the agency, where there were more fish eaters. (Dia grams and explanations leave no doubt but that these lakes were Pyramid and Walker, in western Nevada, near the agencies of the same name). All the Indians we met from ho R-innoeks down danced the dance (mean ing the late religions dances held at the Cheyenne agency). The whites danced too. (Porcupine traveled through a Mormon country). I knew nothing about the dance before going; I just happened to run across if that's ail. I will tell you all about it. I want vou all to listen to what I am going to say; there is no harm in it, and until Agent Upshaw told me different, I thought the whites knew all about it" Porcunine then asked Agent Upshaw to explain to him the religion of the whites, before he told about the new Christ. Up shaw commenced by telling of the first set tlement of the whites in America, but was interrupted by Porcupine, who wanted to know how tbe Indians first got here. Up shaw said this would tike too long, and then Porcupine asked if the whites expected a second coming of Christ plenty of witnesses. Upshaw showed him a Bible, explaining that in order to understand Porcupine would have to read the book through. This sub ject was then dropped, and Porcupine com menced bis story of his meeting with the Christ, first saying that on his trip he met none but good people, who let him ride on the cars tree and gave himself and his Iriends all they wanted to eat, charging them nothing. "My friends," he continued, "my two companions pointing to Bear Bidge and Big Beaver, who sat on either side of him will bear me out in all I am about to say. If I do not tell the truth they will know it, as they were with me all the time. The Christ told me to tell tbe truth and neverto lie. He said that all people, white and In dian, were brothers, and this I never knew belorc. When I arrived at Pyramid Lake tbe fish eaters told me that Christ had said be knew Porcupine and his party were com ing, and he knew tbat Christ "had called him and he involuntarily obeyed. Christ had called for men from 15 or 16 different tribes, and when 1 ar rived I fonmt they were there. They all spoke different languages, aud when Christ talked to us it was each iu his own language. The Christ sent bim by the chiefs son a small package of something white to eal, telling him he would see bim after 14 days. There was a big assemblage when Christ's message was delivered, and I divided the white meat among. tUenuj I itheu went to Walker Lake, and was told the Christ would see them after two sleeDS. On the third morning hundreds of people gathered ,at a 'j ijypljj- place near the railroad, which had been cleared of brush and left like a circus ring. Here the'people waited all day, and jast be fore sundown a great crowd came, some in wagons and some on horseback, nil dre&ed like white men; with the Christ with them. THE MESSIAH'S JIPPEABANCE, "The people formed in a circle, putting sheets around the outside, leaving a place in the center for the Christ. I looked through the crowd, but at first could not see Christ, when suddenly I saw him standing on one aide. I ran with the people toward bim, but when we had nearly reached him we stopped, bowing our heads. I had always thought that Christ was a white man. He was dressed like a white man and wore a white coat, with stripes, but, like the In dian, he wore moccasins. He had no beard, but had heavy eye-brows and was very good looking. "After a while Christ rose up and said he was glad to see his children; he had called for them and was going to talk to them and tell them after a while about their relatives dead and gone. He wouM also teach them his dance, as he wanted them to dance. After the dance he would talk to them. Then we commenced the dance, young and old, male and female, whites and Indians. They danced until late, Christ singing all the while. "The next morning after breakfast the people all repaired to the circle, where Christ stood in the center on a piece of canvas. He told us he was going away, but would be back in the morning, and would then talk to us. He told us we must not say or think anything we aid not want him to hear, because it we did be would know it 1 had beard tbat Cbrist bad been crucified, and I looked at his hands and saw the scars where the nails had been driven. There was also a scar ou his face, and he'told us the scars were on his feet, too. Tbat is why I believe he is the Christ, who promised to come a second time. Iu tbe evening we assembled again to see Christ depart After we had all assembled Christ began to sing, shaking all over at the same time. Gradually he commenced to sink to the earth, finally lying full on the ground like a dead man, while the multitude danced around him. (From Porcupine's description of this the man must have gone into a trance or simulated one.) "The next morning when we went to get breakfast Christ was there, too. Alter breakfast four old men went to different points, calling tbe people to tbe meeting, saying the father had something to tell tbem. The people formed in a circle, as on tbe previous day, aud Christ walked to the center, then turned, sitting down. THE MESSAGE. He told us he had something to say aud wanted all to listen. 'I am the man who made everything you see about you,' he said. 'I am not lying to you, my children; I am telling you tbe truth. I am tbe man who made tbe earth and everything in it, and what I am telling you I want you to listen thoroughly to. I have been to heaven, have seen your dead friends and my father and mother. Tbey sent me back to earth to call his children together. After my father made the earth he sent me back to teach the people, and when I came back tbe people were afraid of me aud treated me badly." When Cbrist told us this he showed us the scars on bis hands. Then he said: 'I did not defend myself; my children were bad children, so I went to heaven and left them.' " 'I am come,' said the Christ, 'to change everything and make it better. All tbe peo ple from the beginning will return, and you will see them. This earth will be too small for them, and the Father will enlarge it, adding heaven to it, so all will have room. When this time comes this will be heaven and earth together. Whenever you meet any of your friends, tell them these things just as I have told you. You must not go to war or fight. I am going to do away with all bad things, and everything will be good. In the autumn everything will be re newed and all good people will be made about 40. If they remain good until spring they will be made young men aud children. Now, my children, you mnst follow my directions and believe what I tell you; if you do, you will live forever. All 'people will be resurrected and live forever and ever. You must not quarrel an fight, be cause both whites aud Indians e the same peopie. If any one man in any of the tribes disobeys me, the whole tribe will be anni hilated. You must not think I lie, because no matter where you may be I will know what you do." ADVICE TO THE INDIANS. Porcupine said that he (Porcupine) did not tell these things as coming from himself, but as the interpreter of Chritt There were lots of white people at these meetings and they all acted as brothers. He thought all the whites knew about the second com ing of Cbriit, but it seems they did not When Christ talked to him he thought it was good, and thought so still. When he returned he told his people they had been bad and asked tbem to be'good. He talked to tbe people for five days and four nights, and told them just what he had told the whites, teaching them the dance Christ had taught him. He wished some of the whites had been with him, and if they would go he would tike them with him to see the great man. The only thing in all Christ had told him, he said, tas that all the tribe must suffer for one man's sin, "Some of my peo ple believe whjt I have told you," he said, "but some doubt it. Christ can go to any one in bis sleep; you will dreim about him, and he will take you to see your dead. He has often come to me. Christ appeared to me and told me my people bad done wrong. The next night he came agr.in and told me the truth would come out at last." (He re ferred to the killing of Ferguson by tbe Cheyennes.) Porcupine then asked Major Upshaw if the whites believed what he had told them. Unshaw said they had heard what he had said with much interest; that they believed tbat Porcupine had told the truth about his journey and saw this man. Upshaw then said: "Eighteen hundred years azo a man came on this earth who was the Sou of God. He was crucified, His hands and His feet nailed to tbe crosc, and a spear thrust in His side. He was put in the ground and alter three days EOSE FROM THE DEAD. He came before all His friends, who ran and talked to Him, staying 40 days, then He went to heaven. Before He went He told the people He was coming back, but we do not know when. A great many men have since come to the people claiming to be Chrfct, bnt we do not believe in them. There is one thing your Christ told you that is not like our Christ He never taught that a whole tribe would be pun ished for one man's crime. Christ said when he went to heaven there would be all kinds ot Christs appear on the eaitb. I have not seen this man, and you may not have understood him exactly. He may not have meant to sty he was the Cbrist, but was like tbe white man's preache-, sent by God. Our preachers tell us nearly the same things this man told you." That Porcupine is a fanatic of the most extreme sort there is no doubt, and be firmly believes the man he saw at Pyramid Lake is the Cbrist Whether be told the whites all be told the Indians is doubtful, but cer tain it is many of the Cheyennes believe his story, and the craze has spread to every tribe iu the United States, reaching even down into the Indian Terntiry. What its results may be, and whether the influence will.be for good or ill, time alone will tell. THE HOUSEHOLD Hlfifijgffpl3! I?53 An odorless lfqniit Powerful; cbieap. De stroys disease germs, prerems sickness. A necessity -.lo every home. Invaluable in the, sick room mjSl-3S-ii3 AMOTHER'SGRATITUDE She Gives a Graphic Account of How Her Boy Was Rescued. TAKEN FROM LONG RUN. In an interview with Mrs. Bayne, who lives on Long Bun, about three miles above McKeesport, in Versailles township, the following statement was elicited in regard to her son, Cecil B. Bayne: "I would have you write it just as I tell it to you, if you please, sir. My boy, Cecil, is 11 years old and has been troubled with catarrh more or less, since a baby. His head and nose was always stopped up on one side or the other. There was a dull, heavy pain over his eyes and throngh the temples, and if he wonld stoop over and ri-e np suddenly be wonld be so dizzy he could hardly stand. 'There were roaring and buzzing noises ia bii ear-. He had a very disagreeable cougb which it seemed impossible to get entirely rid or. Cecil B. Bayne, Long Bun, Allegheny County. Pa. "There wa3 a continual dropping of matter back into bis tbroat. He was constantly hawking and raising large quantities of phlegm. There was a sense of oppression and a dnll soreness tbrougb his cbesc "Night sweats came on and weakened him terribly. If be was exposed to the beat of the sun it wonld make bim sick. Palpitation of the heart set in. His appeiiie became affected. Wbat little be ate would usually be followed by a sensation of distress and nausea. His sleep became restless, and be wonld rise in the morning more tired and worn out than when be went to bed the night before. "Of course 1 bad done wbat I could. In fact. I tried everything I could hear of to find relief for him, but all to no avalL He seemed grow ing worse all the time. Finally, after reailins in tbe daily papers ot the wonderful success of Drs. Copeland and Blair in the treatment of cases similar to my son's, I decided to call on tbem. I did so. and, finding tbeir cnarces even lower than patent medicines, placed hioi under tbeircare. Tbe cough stopped. Palpitation of tbe heart ceased. Pains in the bead and chest passed away. In short, be retains no symptoms of his former trnubls. His recovery is dne to the successful treatment of Drs. Copeland and Blair, and 1 am very gratef ol to them." This statement can be easily yenned at tbe address given. Are located permanently at 66 SIXTH AVENUE, Where they treat with success all cnrable cases. Office hours 9 to 11 A. 11.; 2 to 5 P. 3L;7to9 r. st. (Sundavs included). Specialties UATaRKH, and ALL DI3 EASE.S of tbe EYE, EAK, THROAT and LUNUS. Consultation SI. Address all mail to DKS. COPELAND A BLAIR. Je27 Cg Sixth avcPittsV, Pa. CATARRH AND ITS SEQUEL. ADISTRESSING CASE OPEAR TROUBLE. THE SEQUEL OF CATARRH, CURED IN 3 MOUTHS BY DR. BYERS AND AT COST OF ONLY Sli Henry Kaylor, SI Thirteenth st, S. 8. 31 r. Kaylor is emploj ed at Atterbury's glasa works and gave the writer tbe following inci dent in his life: "For 10 years I have been troubled with catarrh, a continuous hawking in the morning of a tough phlegm, with some times a coughing up of bard chunks of matter which emeiled terribly. I would get hoarse at times, my throat was always dry, and I thought I was going into consumption. My stomach troubled uio very bad: bad nausea, vomiting of food, bad taste in month In morning, coated tongue and general detest for food. My sleep was disturbed by horrid dreams showing tbat my nervous system was also affected (the doctor said). I had nizht sweats and felt tired all tbe time. To add to all my other troubles my left ear became affected, and I suffered the greatest torture from It. "I put ru)elf under Dr. Byers' treatment and was entirely cured ot all these troubles in three mouths and at a cost of only SIS, as be treats all cases at So a month, medicine included. Ha treated me at bis office once a week and gave me medicine for home use, which I took regu larly. I can conscientiously advise any ona troubled as I was to call on Dr. Byers." A CASE OT TOTAL LOSS OF II EASING LEFT EAR OF TWO TEAKS' STAKDDtCJ HESTOKED IK 5 MINUTES. 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