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9
SECOND PART.
A PASTEIJRAT HOME,
Formula for the Cure of Hydrophobia
in the Possession of an Invin
Station Physician.
SECRET OP THE MARCH AND FAMILY
-. . -A Wonderful Pill First Made by a Monk in
& One of the Monasteries of France
-'r Over 200 Tears Afro,
AKD BIKCE HAKDED D0W5 BI WILL.
The Semecy Xncwn Fat and Wide In the Early Days
f Western PenssylnBla,
nrermx toe Tia Dispi.Tcn.1
F a mad doe bites
yon don't go to Paris.
There is a cure for
hydrophobia right
here at home. The
famous Pasteur
treatment has a
rival, and is jast
simply a little 'West
moreland county
pill. -
The pill has an
interesting story. It
was first made orer
200 years ago by a
monk in one the
monasteries of
France, who discov
ered that a certain substance would prevent
rabies. I may as well inform the reader at
theoutst that I cannot tell him what that
"substance is. That is a secret There is
only one man now living who knows it, and
he is Dr. James Marchand, of Irwin sta
tion, on the Pennsylvania Railroad.
BEOUGHT TO AMEBICA.
The Marchands are a well-known family
In Allegheny and Westmoreland counties.
They orielnally came lrom France, and it
was just before they left there that the me
dicinal secret came into their possession. One
of the early Mirohands had distinguished
himself somewhat as a physician, and to
him, in the days of the French Revolution,
the monk confided the formula ot his hydro
phobia preventive. It was requested that
the secret remain forever in the Harchand
family, descending from father to son, or
where there were no sons to the next nearest
kin.
Upon coming to America, the Marchands
settled in the southeastern part of Pennsyl
vania, But they crossed the Allegheny
Mountains with the first pioneers of West
ern Pennsylvania, and established them
selves in Westmoreland and Fayette conn
ties. A BEMAEKABLE FAMILY.
The Eculls, who founded the Pittsburg
Gazette, more than a century ago; the Irwins,
after whom Irwin station is named; and the
Larimers, for whom Larimer station is
called, are all related to the Marchands.
Marchand avenue, in the East End, is
Dr. B. S. Marchand.
From a Photograph Taken Daring the War.
named after Dr. John Marchand, father of
the present physician at Irwin station. That
quartet of families is inseparably connect
ed with the history of Pittsburg's adjoining
county. They still own the finest farms in
Westmoreland.
A remarkably large number of profession
al men came from the Marchand family.
One branch of it made nothing but doctors
and lawyers, and the other branch figures in
the annals of the army and navy, a lew old
timers still rememberinc Commodore March
and. It was about 1760 when they came to
Westmoreland county. The country was so
sparsely settled then that the practice of the
hydrophobia cure was suspended. There
were very few dogs here then, and fewer
people to bite.
HAXDIXG DOWN THE SECRET.
But the secret recipe was willed down for
two generations in accordance with the
wishes of the French monk. At last the
population of the country had beoome so
large, and hydrophobia was increasing pro.
portionately, that Dr. Lewis M. Marchand
modestly made known the fact that he com
pounded a pill which would prevent the
horrible disease. - That was along about
1830. Dr. Lewis M. Marchand lived on a
farm in Fayette county, between TJniontown
and Brownsville. Hundreds of patients
came to his farm in the next 20 years. He
did not keep a record ot his cases, or if he
did it has not been preserved, and it is not
known what success he met with.
Thinkers of the day contended that it was
wrong to hide such a wonderful light under
a bushel. They argued that the secret
preparation should be made free and public,
and asked that, as the State had to deal
with the public danger of rabid animals on
the street, that it also take steps toward
reenrinc the right to use this remedy for the
public good.
STATE TEIED TO BUT IT.
The State authorities, it is said, finally
proposed to Dr. Marchand thai they would
pay him a sum equaling five cents tax an
nually on every taxable in Pennsylvania, if
he would surrender up his little pill. This
was refused, Dr. Marohand reminding the
State of the bond of honor he was under to
carry out the requirements of a will.
When he died the secret was found In his
will designed for his son, Dr. Samnel Mar
chand, of Westmoreland county. That
gentleman lived at Jacksonville, or "Jack
town." as it is better known, on the old
Fittsburg and Greensburg Pike, a mile and
a half west of Irwin station. It was dur
ing his practice of medicine that the hydro
phobia specific became best known to'the
world. One of the requirements which
came down with the formula for making
the pill was that it was not to be advertized;
presumably because It would be unprofes
sional. However people in everv part ot
the Union soon learned of the hydrophobia
pill.
XarTEBTATMTXa HTDBOPHOBIA FATIEXTS
Up until the war broke out Dr. Samuel
Marchand had all that he could attend to
in this line. Patients threatened with
rabies came to him from as far west aa Kan
t i, and from the South. HughMdntyre
gjijtepta noiei si aiac&iown, wunin a lev
if
tmW
j,, $ i
yards of Dr. Marchand's mansion, and there
the strangers would be given lodgings. Mr.
Mclntvre's widow is still living. She keeps
a hostelry on the site of her husband's place,
which is well-known to driving parties from
Pittsburg. I was at her house last week,
and she said to me:
"It used to be risky business entertaining
for several weeks at a time people who
might start to barking at any moment with
hydrophobia. It was before the Pennsyl
vania Railroad was built that Dr. Sam
Marchand came into possession of the
formula. Persons who came to him from
the West for treatment would have to drive
here from Pittsburg on the old pike. Many
rode horseback. When the railroad was
finished it increased the number of patients.
A GUEST TO BE AFRAID OF.
"I was only afraid of one person, how
ever, who came to stay at our honse while
be was getting the medicine," continued
Mrs. Mclntyre. "He was a man who lived
somewhere down the Ohio river. It took
him five days to reach Pittsburg by boat.
Pppi jpf Grff
Old Marchand Homestead, Jaektoum.
Then they told him there that Dr. Marchand,
who had the cure, lived at Uniontown.
They forgot or did not know that Dr. Lewis
Marchand was then dead. So the poor lei
low took the stage for Uniontown, and lrom
there went clear out to the Marchand farm.
There he learned that it was Dr. Sam
Marchand. of Jacksonville, who had the
cure. So he had to be driven clear across
the country to this place.
'Ihis delay made him frightfully nervous.
In those days it was the popular belief that
on nine days after being bitten by a mad
dog a person would go mad. This man was
too nervous to eat or leep. He was half
crazy with fear. He told me that the mis
take in going to Uniontown might cost him
his life, for ne reached here on the eighth
day after being bitten by a rabid dog, and
he was afraid that the next day would be
his last
SOMETHING ABOUT THE PILL.
"That night I wanted Dr. Sam to look the
fellow in his room. 'No, he said, 'you and
everybody else lock yours, but Jet the man
have his freedom if he gets sick.' He ad
ministered to him one of the pills, and in
two days the poor fellow went home feeling
easier. He wrote the doctor several times
afterward to say that there had not been the
slightest sign of trouble after the medicine
began working.
"This pill was of a brownish color, and
was a good bit larger than a pea. Only one
was necessary for a dose. It was expressly
stipulated that the patient abstain for six
months afterward from anything that was
sonr. Spiritous liquors, especially, were
prohibited. We only know ot one failure in
more than a hnndred cases that were treated
by Dr. Sam. That was a Mr. Winters, who
lived at Wilkinsburg. Two years after the
Pennsylvania Railroad was opened he
came here suffering from a terrible dog bite.
He took the pill, but he was a heavy drinker,
we understood, and was unable to let his
cups alone. , Two or three weeks later.he
did of hydrophobia.
KO CHABU ABOUT IT.
"Some people contended that there was a
charm in the middle of the pill. Of course
that was a mere superstition. I have seen
the inside of the pill, and know that it is
solid all the way through. A man came
here once from Iowa with his 3-year-old
daughter. She had been bitten by a cat
right nnder the eye, and there was good
evidence that the bite was poisonous. When
they got here the father was so drunk that
he could not take care of the little girl.
She was very hungry because of neglect. I
took charge ot her as any mother would,
and we gave her a good breakfast of bread
and milk.
"The bite on her face had festered into an
ugly sore. She was too little to swallow the
hydrophobia pill whole, so I asked Dr. Sam
If I conld give it to her in parts. He con
sented, and so I cut the pellet into four
equal parts. That's the way I saw the in
side ot the medicine. I neverheard anyone
say just how the stuff tasted, but it could
not have been very offensive.
8EYE1T PEBSONS CUBED AT ONCE.
"A man from Brookville, Jefferson
county, came here once for eight of the
pills. In his story he said that only seven
persons in Brookville had been bitten by the
same mad dog. Dr. Sam then wanted to
know what he wanted tbe eighth pill for.
The fellow confessed that his horse a very
valuable animal, had also been bitten by
the dog. This made the doctor very angry,
who insisted that he was no horse' doctor.
He refused to give the extra pill. All
seven of the persons were cured. I heard
that the horse died,
"A Mr. Beisel, of Youngstown, West
moreland county, cured his child of the dis
ease with a pill. James Hyndman, who
lived near Greensburg, was "bitten by a
rabid dog and walked over to the farm of
Trcient Hydrophobia Headquarter.
Dr. Lewis Marchand, in Fayette county,
when he owned the medicine, and claimed
to have been saved from the dread disease.
I never doubted the efficacy of the pill."
BE. S. S. MABCHAXD'S DEATH.
Mrs. Mclntvre added that often when per
sons came to Dr. Marchand with an extra
bad-looking bite he would burn it with cans
tio in addition to administering the medi
cine inwardly. There is another supersti
tion connected with this remedy, viz., that it
will only cure if you refrain from crossing a
stream of water. Of course there is nothing
in it, but I have been curious to know if the
story originated from a desire to hurt tne
Pasteur system across the big salty pool of
water, or whether it has some conneotion
with the derivation of the word hydropho
bia hydor, water, and pbobot. to fear.
When the War of tbe Bebelhon broke
ont Dr. Bamuel S. Marchand went out to
service with Company H, of One Hundred
and Thirty-sixth Regiment, which was com
manded by Colonel Thomas M. Bayne, of
Allegheny City. He was killed at'the bat
tle of Fredericksburg. His portrait accom
panying this article is taken from a photo
graph made during the war. His old home
stead at Jacksonville, or Jacktown, li alto
jr 'Wmmm
THE PITTSBURG DISPATCH.
illustrated in this issue. It is a staunch old
house.
VHBBE THE SEUBET IS SOW.
Having no children of his own, the secret
formula for the hydrophobia remedy was
bequeathed by Dr. S. S. to the next nearest
akin, Dr. James I. Marchand, of Irwin Sta
tion, one of wealthiest and foremost citizens
of that pretty little town. He has ever
since complied with all requests for the pill.
His modest little frame office on Second
street is rather hard to find for a stranger,
and their is nothing about it to indicate
other than a general practitioner's business.
The doctor's name and nothing more is
inscribed on the card at the door. Irwin
people will readily recognize the picture of
the office in these columns.
Dr. James Marchand fullr realizes that
he owns something that would prove a ver
itable gold mine to him If properly adver
tised. But he refuses to do that, saying
that the requirements under which the
formula descended to him forbids advertis
ing of any kind. If people hear of It and
need it, let them conit to him for a pill, but
he will go to no pains to make known the
remedy.
THET BEFUSE TO ADVEBTI3E.
Some of the medical profession are ene
mies of the pill and its owners, because the
code of ethics in medicine demands the free
use of all medicines and instruments, no
matter how discovered, lor the whole pro
fession. The Marchands insist on keeping
their secret to themselves. But they Iree
themselves from all suspicion of quackery
by so steadily refusing to advertise tho pill.
They charge very little more for it than
ordinary medicine of any kind, the ingredi
ents being a little more expensive. Dr.
James was even loth to talk to me about
the matter fearing that the effect might be
to practically advertise him.
He admitted that within bis own practice
of the formula he had met with no failures,
and he has treated probably 200 persons
who claimed to havo been bitten by mad
doss. Many of these were treatment by
letter, because patients have applied to him
from as far west as California. Others have
come to Irwin from such distances as
"Minnesota.
ABSOLUTELY KO FAILUBES.
He always makes the request when he ad
ministers or sends away a pill that he be
notified if it fails to prevent hydrophobia.
In no instance has he received an unfavor
ably reply. The doctor said of course many
of the persons whom he treated may have
been mistaken as to the nature of their in
jury. Fear olten leads a persons to think
that a dog that has bitten him was mad.
And very frequently also people think it
best to be on the safe side when bitten,
whether the dog was mad or not "This
pill, "he said, "is not a cure for hydropho
bia in its active stages. It is a prevent
ive if taken as Boon after the biting as
possible."
"How does the number of your patients
this summer compare with that of other
seasons?" I asked Dr. Marchand in con
clusion. "There have been fewer applicants for
the hydrophobia pill this summer than ever
before," he replied.
So Chief J. O. Brown's waronunmnzzled
dogs in Pittsburg was a success after all.
L. E. Stofiel.
SIGHOS CKISPrS E0MAHCE.
How He Fell In Iiove na a Box and Saved
Bis Sweetheart From Cholera.
Philadelphia Press.J
Crispi's youth contained one episode too
romantic and touching to be passed over.
It was in 1837, in his second year at tbe
University of Palermo, that he met a young
girl called Bosina. She was the daughter
of a widow, and had three sisters and a
brother. She was beautiful and he fell in
love with her, although he was scarce 18
and Bosina but 16. Katurallyhis father
'wonld not hear of his marrying. Hence be
made him come home -and leave Palermo
and Bosina.
But Francesco pined and neither ate nor
slept They sent him into the country, to
their villa at Sclacca for change of air. In
vain. That year the cholera came into
Sicily and devastated, beyond other towns,
Palermo, where Bosina dwelt Francesco
heard the terrible tales of suffering and re
solved to save his beloved or die with her.
He, therefore, set out upon a farmer's horse,
and made his way to Palermo and to Bos
ina's house, nor did he arrive too soon, for
the mother was already dead, so were the
eldest and the youngest sister, and onljVone
sister remained alive beside Bosina and the
brother who was dying.
Francesco sold his horse to the postmaster,
and with tbe money obtained he succored
the two desolate girls. Meantime Fran
cesco's people did not know what had be
come of him and monrned him as dead.
But one day, lo and behold, who should
come trotting along thu road, drawing the
post wagon, but the farmer's horse, who had
disappeared at the same time with Fran
cesco. This clew the family, therefore, fol
lowed up, until in Palermo, with Bosina,
Francesco was found. There was nothing
to be done then but to accept tbe situation,
and the married infants received the bless
ing of the good Tommaso. This child-wife,
Bosina, only lived two years.
LEPEOSY IS THE DOIOTIOH.
Health Amborltlea of Ontario Taking Steps
lo Htotnp It One.
New York Star.l
There is considerable excitement over tbe
discovery that leprosy has made its appear
ance in several remote parts of the Dominion
hitherto unaffected. Heretofore the dread
disease was believed to have been confined
within the limits of Lazaretto at Tracade.
Dr. Smith, the medical officer at Lazaretto,
is now watching the cases reported on the
Island of Anticosta.
It is believed to have been the result of
intermarriage, and has secured a strong foot
hold, spreading out to the mainland. It ap
pears that an infected family went from Port
Mansfell, Caraquet, to the Island of Anti
costa some years ago. Referring to cases in
the portion of New Brunswick from which
ihis family removed, Dr. Smith in his report
savs:
"Of late leprosy has been dying ont in
Trancade, but, finding cases outcropping in
the neigbborine districts, I made a special
tour of investigation and found a growing
form of the disease between Caraquet and
Sbippegan, tracing also from this center
several cases to other settlements whioh will
in turn, if overlooked, become new foci of
the disease."
WAYS OUT WEST.
A Little Cowboy Story From the Teternn
Actor C. W. Conldock.
Hew Tork Press.
C. W. Couldock, the veteran actor, talk
ing one day to a couple of friends of some
experiences on tbe road, told this story: A
number of persons were standing in the bar
room of a hotel when a typical frontier cow
boy, in red shirt and sombrero, with dapper
boots, entered and insolently demanded a
glass ot beer. The bartender, a quiet, inof
fensive looking fellow, filled tbe glass and
set it before him.
Taking it up with a swaggering howl, he
dashed'it in tbe bartender's face and re
marked: "I want you to understand that I
am a blankety blank so'n of a gun from
Texat." The bartender picked up a towel,
and, while he was slowlr wiping his lace,
answered: "I knew what you were, but I
didn't know where you were from."
The Wall of Newport.
Hew Torx World. J
Oh why, oh why, don't onr little Wales come?
Ob. why don't he come from the sear
With his beard cut sharp and his hair cut
short
Dear Georgia, we're waiting for thee!
PITTSBURG, SUNDAY,
PURIFYING POLITICS.
Howard Fielding Tells How He Helped
Try It Once at Boston.
RUSHING A BIG WARD CAUCUS.
Good Knscle of Greater Importance Than
Political Economj.
SUPBEME EFFORT OF A EEF0EM CLUB
rwarroH fob tux dispatch.
A distinguished politician of the metrop
olis recently said it was the duty ol the
young men of this republic to go into pol
itics and purify onr political system. As a
young man I tried to do a little purifying
in a mild way once, and though I didn't
make an entire success of it, my experi
ence and observation may be helpful to
other young men who will be moved to em
bark in that line of business.
I was then living in the Second ward of
Boston. I remember that a well-known
citizen named Gallagher, whose moral char
acter was as beautiful as afightingbull pup,
had been nominated for Alderman by one
or the two parties. I really forget which
one it was; but I know that the other party
seemed likely to put up one Anderson,
whose saloon had a record of six more fights
in three months than Gallagher's had. I
forget what his other qualifications for office
were. It was at this juncture that some of
the voung men in the ward began to talk
about reform. They proposed to nominate
a decent man, and had been at work several
days trying to find one when I joined the
movement
DECIDED TO SPLIT.
I remarked that thev needn't look any
further, but they did. This offended me so
much that I split off from them temporarily,
and hnnted up the Second Ward Independ-
Independent in Session.
ent Association with a view to offering my
.services. I fonnd the headquarters of the
association one floor below the ground at
the rear ot a saloon. When I entered
President? Johnson, sitting on the end of a
beer cask, was just dealing a jack-pot on
the bead of a barrel. Mr. Johnson was the
color ot tha ace of spades which he had in
his sleeve. I learned that the object of the
association was to obtain recognition at the
polls, but I did not find out just what
amount of recognition in dollars and cents
wonld ba satisfactory. " w '
I was invited to join the association and
come into the jack-pot, but, after discover
ing where Mr. Johnson kept the aces, I did
not care to do either. After this experience
I returned to the Young Men's Belorm
Club. We were told that the place to re
form politics is in the primary. We decided
to co to the primary and run it right Be
fore the night of the cancus we got so many
that we felt sure of having a majority on
our side.
EXJHNIHO THE CAUCUS.
We had determined to nominate a gentle
man of distinguished lineage and high
moral character who had hitherto kept aloof
from politics. It was arranged that I should
take the chair. We marched to tbe hall in
a body. It was more nearly filled than we
had anticipated; in fact it was entirely filled
with tobacco smoke, the odor of which was
perceptible at a distance of several blocks.
We marched in, but were somewhat disap
pointed at being obliged to take position at
the rear, for the railing was already forti
fied with about ten rowsof very solid toughs.
Tbe meeting was opened by the Chairman
of the ward association, who congratulated
"de boys" on tbe last glorious triumph, and
casually mentioned tbe name of Anderson,
whereat there were loud yells of approval.
Then he called for nominanations tor Per
manent Chairman, and the gang with one
voice suggested a person named Yates, who
was President of the Second Ward Crib
Club and several other organizations of the
elite. My name was also proposed by a
young gentleman of tbe debating club who
had prepared a neat speech which nobody
beard. We were almost all college bred
men, well grounded in political economy
and the science of government, but only one
of us appeared to have gained anything in
college which was usefnl in the present
emergency.
THE POLlriCIAH1 OF THE FABTT.
He had riayed four years in the 'varsity
football team, and this matter of moving up
to the railing was right in his line. The
way he stood Second ward toughs on their
heads was tbe most beautiful lesson in prac-
Taking the Chair.
tical politics I ever saw. It was full of sug
gestions to those whose dnty it is to prepare
the youth of the country for participation in
popular government If it had not been for
this yonng man, whose name was Brown, we
never should have ' bad any show at all in
that caucus. By this time toughs realized
what was going on and they crowded upon
us. Brown put his back against me, as I
hnngover the rail, and received the on
slaught on his ample chest For a moment
I was in doubt whether the rail or my spine
would break first; then the rail gave way,
and we went through.
When we got upon the platform Brown
immediately descended into tho crowd to
pay his respects to some of the toughs who
had been particularly offensive. While he
was thus engaged my supporters, who had
now gained some courage, veiled for me to
take the chair. But Yates had crawled un
der the rail, and now held the chair by the
back. He was a large man with, a broken
nose, and he did not look pleasant
FIELDING TOOir THE CHAIB.
When my friends shouted: "Fielding,
take the chairl" Mr. Yates swung the chair
around his head, and I took it In fact, I
took it just where most people take a chair,
and it lifted me clear off the floor and nearly
Ivlr t &
''feisvLtfrfc
AUGUST 10, 1890.
carried me out through a window on the
right of the platform. After this perform
ance. Yates rapped for order, and called for
nominations of "gents ter receive, sort an'
count de votes."
Mr. Brown thereupon approached the
railing and announced that I was to be one
of the tellers. Mr. Yates looked Mr. Brown
all over, and said he guessed that I could be
a teller without the formality of a vote.
Other names were suggested, and the voting
soon began. I don't mind saying that if it
hadn't been for BrOwn we shouldn't have
got a dozen votes in the box; as it was we
Looking After the Count.
polled a fair number. Then we retired into
an ante-room to count them.
I do not think I was much use as a teller.
The others pnt the box on a small table and
gathered about it While they counted, I
made vain endeavors to look over their
shoulders and see what they were doing, but
I couldn't get a glimpse of anything. When
I ventured to protest, they told me to run
away and play marbles.
BEOWH TO THE BESCUE.
This count had been going on for about
ten minutes in this way when Brown got
his head into the room and wanted to know
how I was getting along. I told him that
they were not giving me a chance, where
upon he showed symptoms of giving another
lesson in practical politics.
But the gang outside heard him and began
to ponr into the room. It was a small place
and one side was onlv roughly boarded up.
The result was that Yates and Brown had a
heated argument alongside this partition
and finally Brown "rushed" Yates clear
through it, into a vacant lot back of the
building, and then chased him nearly a mile
over fences and through area ways. The
flight of Yates showed the astuteness of the
man as a politician. With Brown absent
our party was "not In it" The vote was
announced: Anderson, 280; Standisb, 2;
and resolutions censuring the disorderly
conduct of the reform club were passed. It
was thus that the report was printed in the
papers next morning; and though Brown
finally caught Yates and put him to bed for
nearly a week, the action had little political
value. Howabd FlELDIHO.
OSTRICH NEST BUILDING.
The Lady Bird Doei the Boislncr, and Ioslits
Tbat It li Dono Bight.
I had an opportunity, says a Santa Anna,
Cal., correspondent of tbe New York World,
writing of the Ostrich farm there, of witness
ing the bnilding of a permanent nest The
female bird trotted around the lot in a pe
culiar manner, now and then pecking at the
ground with her bill. Finally she found a
spot to her liking, and scratched up the
sandy loam a little with her foot. Then
she walked away, proud and happy in the
knowledge tbat she had found the proper
place for digging the family nest She re
tired to a further corner of the lot and sat
down.
Then the male bird, a handsome, black
plumed fellow, strutted over to the spot
where the head of the house fiad scratched
away the turf. He went to work with a
will and soon his big, two-toed feet, armed
with their heavy claws, had dug out quite a
hole in the soft sand. He did not stop until
he had made an excavation lully as broad as
the body of his beloved, mate and about a
foot in depth. Then he spoke to her in
ostrich language and she immediately came
to the nest.
There were some modern improvements
which he had overlooked, perhaps, for she
wasn't pleased with it exactly. She gave
him a few more instructions and sat down to
watch the progress of the work. The old
fellow went to work like a dutiful husband,
scratched off a little more dirt here and dug
a little deeper there, until he bad appar
ently carried out the orders of his spouse.
She then sat down in her nest, ruffled her
feathers, kicked and scratched a little and
finally pronounoed the nest a fit.
Then they both went gossiping around by
tbe feuce, letting the inhabitants of the
ostrich village into the secret tbat they had
the latest improved and best appointed nest
in all ostrlchdom and were abont to hatch a
brood which should be the envy and wonder
of all beholders.
GHASSH0PPEES UH ALGERIA.
Two Thousand Soldiers and Six Tlmea a
BInny Arabs FlehtlDg Them.
Hew York 8 an. J
Immense swarms of grasshoppers have in
vaded parts of the country of Algeria and
are spoiling lots of thiogs. Two thousand
soldiers, aided by 12,000 Arabs, have been
employed to fight the pest The roadways
present the appearance of a battlefield and
extraordinary efforts are being made to rid
the surrounding country ot this insect
enemy.
This is not the first time that this plague
has devastated Algeria. In 1845 the har
vests of almost the entire country weref de
stroyed by grasshoppers. From 174? to
1749 these" insects desolated Algeria, ex
tending their ravages even to parts of
Europe.
Millions on millions of the dead bodies of
these insects are covering at present Jthe
great roadway leading from Mascara to
Mostaganim, and filling the springs and
rivers. The task of killing these masses of
grasshoppers is no small one. Imagine a
district of 100 miles in circumference which
not long ago was covered with wheat, tobacco
and fig and olive trees, but now is so densely
covered with grasshoppers tbat not a single
green branch or leaf can be seen. For three
years a distinguished Parisian naturalist,
M. Kunkle, has been studying how to ex
terminate these creatures.
The best plan seems to be that of stamp
ing the moving, quivering heaps with the
bare feet Shovels and other sharp instru
ments are used, but it has been noticed that
the elastio layers of grasshoppers tend to re
bound after pressure and only the layers on
top are crushed. Large fires have also been
lighted, but the dense smoke arising from
the flames is only partly effective in prevent
ing the descent of these all-devouring
swarms.
THE FASHIONABLE SASH.
Use to Which a Smooth Yonng- Gentleman
Fat the Article.
Mew York Press.
Walter Wright, dressed in ultra fashion,
with a pretty serge suit and a great cream
colored sash wound round his slim waist,
was held at Jefferson Market yesterday for
shoplifting. He was caught in Maoy's on
Friday by Detective Sergeants McCauley
and O'Brien after he had stolen a glass
jewel.
When searched two feather fans, a pocket
book, a cut-glass dish, a drinking enp, two
pairs of eye-glasses and a silk scarf were
lound hidden iu the stylish scarf around
his waist Wright said tbat he had taken
too many mixed -drinks and was Intoxi
cated when he went to 'Mac v's.
STANLEY AT OXFORD.
A Glory Hallelnjah Time When tho
Explorer Was Made a Doctor.
AN EYE-WITNESS' DESCRIPTION.
Tbe Students Made Themselves Heard
Though the Speakers Didn't.
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IWaiTTEN TOE TBI DISPATCH. I
Mr. Stanley is Doctor Stanley now. Ven
erable Oxford conferred the degree of D. C.
li., honoris causa, upon six men this year,
two of whom were Americans Prof. Will
iam Watson Goodwin, LL. D., of Harvard,
and Henry M. Stanley, Esq., of Brush Col
lege, Africa. There were many lord bish
ops and men of great learning at this com
memoration, but the star ot the occasion
was tho American explorer and newspaper
man who knew less of books than anyone
there, but more of men. The bronzed cam
paigner, as I saw him on this memorable
occasion, looked oddly enough in his
academio black gown and red cape, and
seemed mnch amused at the scene of which
he fonnd himself the center. Indeed one
of the jokes most heartily enjoyed by every
body was when an undergradaate yelled ont
in a shocked voice while he was receiving
his degree and being addressed in ponderous
Latin polysyllables: Now Stanley, you're
laughing; you know you arel"
The students seemed to enjoy the occasion
better than any since the Autocrat of the
Breakfast Table was doctored. Their en
thusiasm was wild and recklessly expressed.
When Mr. Stanley entered the building
they received him with cheers and bravos
so lone continued that they absolutely
drowned ont all the opening speeches. So
also when he was taken forward to De intro
duced to the Vice Chancellor, tbe only thing
I could hear was the voice of a student roar
ing frcm the upper gallery: "Mr. Stanley,
allow me"
OVEBBXOWIHO COLLEGE BPIEIT.
The collegians seem to have it all their
own way in this great university. Before
the "Doms" appeared there was an uproar
equal to any I ever heard in the Pittsburg
Oil Exchange. When any well known per
son would arrive they would make the roof
shake with their applause or groans and
hisses. They were very frank in the ex
pression of their opinions. A lady with a
peculiar fan and another with a pink bonnet
were laughed at until they were glad to dis
pose of the offending articles, while for half
an hour it seemed as if 200 arms were swing
ing in the air and 100 throats were bawling
at a distinguished scholar who stood near to
me: "Takeoff that tie, sirl Off with that
yellow tie, sirl"
Mr. Stanley was not made an exception to
the general rule. When he entered the
Sheldonian he met with the deprecating re
mark from the top gallery: "Mr. Stanley,
you're sunburntl"
A fair impression of how things went for
an hour and a half can be had from the fol
lowing nearly verbatim report of the
speeches as I heard them:
Quaritur de cxtltu deorum Speak up
nowl That's better, sirl Quorum dicitur
That's not true! Mr. Stanley, give us a
Latin oration! Luna montet Nonsensel
Speech! speech! speech from Stanley tHunc
BippocratetBnael Hip, hip, hurrah!
Three cheers for Stanley! Honorii maximi
No doubt! Put the question nowl Time's
up, the buttery closes at 2 o'clockt
And so it went
QUICKLY CALLED DOW1T.
It was the worst place in the world for
the displav of scholarship or elocutionary
ability. When one speaker ventured to
qnote some learned authorities he was
squelched with the remark: "What a cy
elonedia!" When one man recited a line
of his poem in a patnetio manner he was
sorry for it the next minute, lor all over the
house arose the sympatbetio response: "Obi
Oh! D-o-n-'-t cryl What is it that's hurt
ing you, sir? Boo! hoo! Boohool"
When the public orator, who had been
selected for his position because of his celeb
rity as a scholar, mispronounced a Latin
word, immediately exactly in the tone of
voice which a professor nses to a mischiev
ous student who has just failed as usual in
his recitation, he was told: "That will do,
sir! You may sit down!"
When the organ played more softly than
usual an audacious youth suggested: "Now
is his time. Will Mr. Stanley oblige us
with a song?"
STA1TLEY SAID NOT A "WOBD.
In the very middle of one of the best ad
dresses, as the orator was rolling off his
most impressive periods, some scapegrace
shouted: "Three cheers for the ladies Hip,
hip! Hurrahl Now three cheers for the
queen Hip, hip! Hurrahl"
For many minutes together we could see
the lips of the orators moving, but could
not hear a word that was being said.
Mr. Stanley did not say a word. When
in tbe chief oration of the day he heard the
word "Exploratio Africanas" and caught
the idea tbat he was being extolled, he
hung his head and blnshed. Most of the
time, however, a smile rested on his lips,
from tbe moment when he was led up to re
ceive his degree amid vociferations of en
couragement, "On! Stanley Oul" to the
moment when he was escorted from the hall,
while every student and visitor tried to
shout applause louder than his neighbor.
Bev. C. M. Cobubn.
WII AT THE GTHLLOHRE.
How a Condemned Man Taaght a Fanny
Fellow a Severe lieuon.
Philadelphia Times.)
Some years ago it was still the custom in
France to conduct condemned criminals
through gaping crowds of Idle spectators to
the public guillotine. On one such oocaslon
the unfortunate, seated upon his coffin in
tbe cart, heard a would-be wit in the crowd
remark to a companion:
"Well, I'll bet that 'fellow don't feel
mnch like laughing?"
The coarse attempt at a joke stung the
prisoner, and when he arrived at the scaf
lold he asked that tbe proceedings be stayed
a moment as he had a confession to make.
"Although I denied it at my trial, I had
accomplices in the crime for which I have
been sentenced, and there," pointing to the
joker, "is one of them now."
Great excitement ensued and tbe party
designated was seized by the gendarmes
with no gentle hands. Ont of the contusion
somebody managed to drag order and the
wit was placed on the scafford beside his ac
cuser. Such a fearful case of abject terror as the
joker presented was never witnessed in that
somber locality. After enjoying his help
less fright for a few moments the fated con
vict said to the official in charge:
"He tried to make sport of my sufferings,
but the man is innocent And as soon as
he seemed to be sure that it was no laugh
ing matter for me to be here, I was enrious
to see how much such a funny fellow wonld
laugh under similar circumstances himself."
In Extremis.
rwzrtTXir ron tbx ciari.Tca.1
"I haven't had a meal in two days, and
this is my last quarter," he said to the
restaurant keeper. "Won't you let me
sweep off the sidewalk for somethin' to
eat?'r
"Why don't you buy a meal with yonr
quarter? This is a 25-cent house."
"My gracious, man, you don't suppose
I'd dare eat a meal here without tippin' the
waiter a quarter? Polk Bwaips.
A NOVEL DEALING WITH COTEMPORART LIFE.
WB1TTES TOE THE UISPATCn.
BY WILLIAM BLACK,
Authbr of "A Princess of Thule," "Sunrise," and Many Oiht&
Btories of the Highest Reputation on Two Continents.
SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS CHAPTERS.
The story opens at Piccadilly with aced George Bethune and his granddaughter, Malsrie, on
tbelr way to the residence of Lord Musselburgh. The old gentleman Is of a noble Scotch honse
and claims to have been defrauded of bis property rights, ftovr he is engaged In preparinglor
tbe nnblicatlon of a volume of Scotch-American poetry, and his errand to Lord Mnsselbarg Is to
procure assistance from him. Malsrie I jnst budding into womanhood and feels humiliated
when ber grandfather accepts 50 from Lord Mosselbure. On tbe way home she asks her grand
father when he will begin the work. Uhe receives an evasive answer which evidently conrmcea
her that ber grandfather Is not in earnest. At last she begs ber grandfather to allow ber to earn
a living tor the two. He refuses in his proudest vein, intimating tbat people should feel highly
honored to have tbe opportunity to assist tbe family ot Eethune of iialloray. ilalirle's mind li
evidently made up to take some independent course. Young Via. Harris overheard the con
versation at LoTli Musselbnrg's residence and became strangely interested in the young girt
He bad been trained for a brilliant political career; his father is very rich and given to Social
istic ideas. VIn. is still studying and finds an excuse in the Interruptions at his father's house
to secure a snlte of rooms Just across the street from Malaria's borne. He has an aunt who is
just now busy impressing him with tbe Importance of securing an American wife for himself.
At bis rooms he is greatly touched by Maisrle's tones on the violin, and straightway he secures
a piano on which he answers ber plaintive notes. This at last leads to a formal introduction of
the yonng people. At a dinner Mrs. Ellison again urges Vln. to marry, intimating that should
he marry a lady of ber approval tbe bride should cot be without a liberal dowry. Viii.'s father
wishes blm to become private secretary to Joslah Ogden, a politician who plays to. the masses.
Vin. is shocked at the proposal In returning a call of George Bethune, Yin. has tbe pleasure)
of an evening in Maisne's company. Mr. Bethune requests Booson, bis landlord, to discover the
residence ot yonng Harris. This he succeeds in doing and acquaints Bethune with the informa
tion be has obtained. Vin. again invites the pair to dinner and succeeds in obtaining their coo
Bent to visit Henley Regatta.
CHAPTEE VL
FAIEY LAND.
It was a soft summer night, cool and
fragrant after the heat of the long July
day; and here under an awning in the stern
of the house-boat White Eose, were George
Bethune, his granddaughter Maisrle and
Vincent Harris, looking out upon the magic
scene that stretched away from them on
each hand np and down the river. All the
dusk was on fire with illuminations; the
doors and windows of the honse-boats sent
forth a dnll golden glow; there were col
ored lamps, crimson, blue, and orange;
there were strings of Chinese lanterns that
scarcely moved in the faint stirring of
wind; and now and again an electric launch
would go by stealthily and silently with
brilliant festoons of fierce white lights
causing it to look like some
gigantic and amazing insect ir-
WATCHmO THB BACES
radiating the dark. The smooth
surface of the stream quivered with reflec
tions, here and there a rowing boat glided
along, with a cool plash of oars; a gondola
came into view and slowly vanished the
white-clad gondolier visionary as a ghost
Everywhere there was a scent of flowers;
and on board this particular house-boat
there was but the one prevailing perfume;
for the sole decoration of the saloon con
sisted of deep crimson roses a heavy splen
dor against the white and gold walls. From
some neighboring craft came the tinkle of a
banjo; there was a distant hum of conver
sation; the unseen reeds and water lilies
could be imagined to be whispering in the
silence. Among the further woods and
meadows there was an occasional moving
light; no doubt the campers-out were pre
paring to pitch their tents.
"Mr. Talkative of Pratine row is hardly
wanted here tonight' old George Bethune
was saying,unmindful of his own garrulous
hahits. "Music is butter. What is that
they are singing over there.Maisrie?"
"The Canadian Boat Song,' grandfather."
"Oh, yes, of course; I thought it was fa
miliar. And very prettv it sounds, coming
across the water though I do not know
whether the air Is modern or old. What I
am certain of," he continued, raising his
voice slightly as he usually did when he
was about to discourse, "is that tbe finest
national atrs are ancient beyond the imagi
nation of men to conceive. No matter when
words may have been tacked onto them; the
original melodies, warlike, or pathetic, er
joyous, were the voice ol millions of genera
tion! that rjaiaed awar leaving us onlv these
expressions of what they had felt And if
one could only retranslate them! if one
conld pnt oacc into speecn an me numan
suffering that found expression in such an
air as Tbe Last Eose of Summer, wouldn't
that electrify the world? I wonder how
many millions of generations must have
suffered and wept and remembered ere that
piteous cry could have been uttered: and
when I come to Tom Moore's wretched triv
ialities" "Grandfather," interposed Maisrie Be
thune quickly, (for there were certain sub
jects tbat angered him beyond endurance)
"yon must not forget to show Mr. Harris
that old play you found with the Scotch
airs, I mean"
"Yes, that is curious, said the old man,
yielding Innocently. "Curious, is it not,
that long before either Burns or Scott was
born, a Scotchman named Mitchell should
have collected over CO of the best-known
Scotch airs, and printed them, with words
of his own; and that he shonld have chosen
for the scene of his play the Borders of the
Highlands, so as to contrast the manners
and customs of the Highland chieftains and
their fierce clansmen with those of the Low
land lairds and the soldiery sent to keep the
peace between them. The 'Highland Fair'
was produced at Drurv Lane about 1730, if
I remember aright; but I cannot gatner
whether Ewen and Colin', and Alaster and
Kenneth, impressed the Londoners much.
To me the book is valuable because of the
airs though I could wish for the original
songs instead of Mitchell's "
Here Malsrie, seeing tbat her grandfather
was started on a safer snhject, quietly rose;
and at the first pause she said
"I see some of the boats are putting ont
their lights, and that is a hint for me to be
off. I suppose we shall be woke early to
morrow morning by the boats. Good night,
Mr. Harris! Good night grandfather!"
She shook hands with both, and kissed
her grandfather, then she passed into the
glow of that wonderful rose-palace, and
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ROYSTOtfi
made her way along to the ladies' cabin at
the bow, into which she disappeared. Via
Harris now lit a cigar the first during this
day.
Bntwhen old George Bethune resumed
his monologue, it was neither Highland
clans nor Lowland songs that concerned him:
it was something that proved to be a good
deal more interesting to his patient listener.
It was of Maisrie'a youth that he spoke, and
that in a far more simple and natural, way
than was his wont. There were no genealog
ical vauntings, no exalted visions of what
she should be when she came in for her
rights; there were reminiscenses of her
earlier yean, and of his and her wandering!
together; and there was throughout a cer
tain wlstfulness in his tone. For once he
talked without striving for effect, without
trying oratorically to convince himself; and
it is to be imagined how entirely Vincent
was engrossed by this simple recital. Not
that there was anv consecutive narrative.
The young man could only TJguely'
FBOM THE WUTZS EOSE.
gather that Maisrle's father had been a
railway engineer; tbat he had- married a
young'Scotch lady in Baltimore before going
out West; that Malsrie had been born in,
Omaha; that shortly thereafter her mother
died; then came the collapse of certain spec
ulations her father had been led into, so that
the widower, broken In heart and fortune,
soon followed his young wife, leaving their
child to the care of her only surviving rela
tive. Whether there were some remains of
the shattered fortnne, or whether friends
snbscribed to make np a small fund for
themit appeared that tbe old man and his
granddaughter were not quite penniless; for
he took credit to himself that he had spent
nearly all their little income, arising irons k
this unspecified source, on Maisrio's educa
tion. "I wish to have her fitted for any sphere
to which she might be called," he went on,
in a musing kind of way. "And I hope I
have succeeded. She has had tbe best mas
ters I could afford; and something of her
teaching I have taken upon myself. But,
after all, that is not of the greatest import
ance. She has seen the world far more
than most of her years; and she has not been
spoiled by the contact I conld have wished
her, perhaps, to have had more of the com
panionship of her own sex: but that was not
olten practicable in our wandering life.
However, she has intuitive sympathy that
stands for mnch: and if in society which is
not much in our way she might show her
self shy and reserved, well, Ifor one, should
not complain: that seems to me more to be
coveted than confidence and self-assertion.
As lor outward manner she has never
wanted any school mistresses besides her
natural tact and her own refinement of feel
ing; she is a gentlewoman at heart; rudeness,
coarseness, presumption would be impossible
to her"
"The merest stranger can see that," Vin
cent ventured to say, in rather a low voice.
"And thus so far we have come through
the world together," the old man continued,
in the same meditative mood. "What I
have done I have done for the best Per
haps I may have erred; what could I tell
about tbe uprearing of a yonng girl? And
it may be tbat what she is now she is ia
spite of what I have done for her and with,
her who knows such mysteries? As for the
1 nture, perhaps it is better not to look to it
She is alone; she is sensitive; the world ia
hard."
"I know many who wonld like to be her
friends," the young man said, breathlessly.
"Sometimes," old George Bethune con
tinued, slowly and thoughtfully, "I wonder
whether I have done my best I may havr
built on false hopes and taught her to d
the same. I see voung women bette
equipped for the battle of the world, if it it
to come to that Perhaps I have been self
ish, too; perhaps I have avoided looking to
the time when she and I must, in the natn
ratcourse of things, be separated. We have
been always together as one, I might say;
thejiame snnlight has shone on us, we have
met the same storms, and not much caring,
so long as we were one with the other. But
then the years that can be granted me sow
are but few; and she has no kinsman to
whom she can go, even to glean in tha
fields and ask for a pitcher of water. And
when I think of her alone among straa-
gers my Malsrie "
His voice choked but only for a moment
He suddenly sprang to his feet and flung
his arms in tne air as if he would free him
self from this intolerable burden of despoa
dency and doubt
"Why," said he, in accents of scornful t;
Impatience, "nave i gone maa, or what!
ncttllent thinrr ia this! Sursnm eordal Wl
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