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THE PITTSBURG DISPATCH.
THIRD PART.
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PAGES 17 TO 24.
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PITTSBUEG, SUNDAY, DECEMBER 28, 1890.
ft HISTORICAL PILE,
Views From the Mountain Up
Which the Gallant Hooker
Made His Charge.
THE RAREST OF SCENERY,
A Point of View From Which the
Eye Can Scan Seven States.
WHERE CRYSTAL WATERS FALL.
Beneath Tiro Famous Battle-Gronnds 16,000
Sr&Tfi Hen Bleep.
WONDKES OF EOCK POINT AND THE CATE
ICOBRBSrOXDEXCE Or THE DISPATCH.!
Chattanooga, Dec 25.
OKE than a quar
ter of a century
has passed since
Hooker made his
valiant charge up
the side of Look
outMountainand 'ought the famous
battle i n the
clouds. The city
of Chattanooga
has made ere at
strides in that
period, and from
a desolated town
has become one
of the great cen
ters ot the South.
But while the magic hand of time has trans
formed all of the surroundings, Lookout
fountain remains as it always has been
great, massive and unchangeable. It is
true that the white wings of peace are now
spread over what was a scene of bloodshed
and carnage, but the mountain itself re
mains as it was a quarter of a century since,
as nature left it ages ago, and it is likely to
remain for ages to come. Of all the won
ders of nature that abound in this section of
the country, this great mountain seems to
be the most varied and imperishable.
Are cannot wittier.
Nor custom stale, its infinite variety.
Although Lookout .Mountain is 2,500 teet
above the level of the sea and five miles
from its base to Lookout Point, it is not in
mere altitude that it exrels. It is rather in
the beauty and extent of its rare and unsur
passed scenery. "What might be properly
known as "the top" is irom one to five
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The Umbrella Rock.
miles in breadth, and is as varied as any
other part of the mountain. Some spots
are nicely leveled off and fcept as neat and
trim as an English gentleman's lawn, while
other places within a stone's throw are as
wild as the wildest lover of nature could
possibly desire.
CAN SEE INTO SEVEN STATES.
If there ever was a perfect picture in
nature, it is presented to the view of a per
son standing on the edge of Lookout Point.
This is a series of immense rocks projecting
from the side of the mountain directly over
what is known as the Point Hotel. The
naked eye can gaze arpund on a radfus that
embraces seven States. On either side are
smaller mountains small only in compari
son with Lookout. Below, the Tennessee
river winds its sinuous course, and in its
ramblings forms into a perfect human foot.
On this toot and in the space between the
wanderings of the river is the richest spot of
ianr land in the South. It looks creen,
pnrple and golden, just as the fantastic
rays ot the sun seem to strike it. At times
toward dust it presents all the colors of the
rainbow.
Looking beyond this into the valley, the
lively municipality ot Chattanooga i's seen
at its best. There it is, a throbbing, bust
ling city with myriads of housetops, smok
ing chimneys, church towers, steeples.spires
and belching 1 urn aces. Looking up again
and tar beyond all this the trained eye can
pick out characteristic spots which indi
cate the States of Alabama, Georgia, Ten
nessee, Kentucky. North and South Caro
lina and Ohio, with the heavens seemingly
almost within reach, with other immense
mountains on each sine. "With a throbbing
city below, and a picturesque river flowing
about its base, and the high hills of seven
great States within sight, the scene may
well be described as unsurpassed.
NOTHING LIKE IT ON THE GLOBE.
An English tourist who visited the Point
about a year ago said he was utterly at a
loss to find words to express his admiration.
Luluh Lake.
He bad circumnavigated theglobe and pene
trated into Africa, bnt bad never found such
an absolutely perfect picture before. His
opinion has been reiterated by others. The
English language fails in words to describe
it. The scene is a triumph of nature a
masterpiece of the Maker.
Lookout Point, however, is only one of
the many places of interest on this lofty
mountain. Sunset Bock is a spot not to be
desDifcd. This is to the south ot the point
and about a mile below. If a famous sunset
was ever seen at its best it is from this par
ticular place. The sun slowly sinks to rest
in a way that entrances the beholder.
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m
It goes down almost imperceptibly, but
as if regretfully leaving the scene
of its triumphs. It is then that the sky as
sumes tints and colors that would throw an
artist into ecstacies. It is then tbat the
great high mountains form a fitting back
ground for this celestial work of art. The
luster ot the scene at first makes it dazzling
in the extreme. Then as the minutes go on,
it softens and becomes more subdued.
Finally, mellowed and matured, it assumes
absolute perfection and disappears entirely.
To a person of a sensitive nature it is likely
to make a lasting impression. A sunset is
said to be suggestive of death; never is it
more so than when seen from Sunset Bock.
Luluh Falls.
3POINTS OF HISTORIC INTEREST.
Net far from Sunset Bock is the Confeder
ate signal station, wheie the sonthern sol-
diers were kept informed of Joe Hooker's
progress as he sturdily fought his way above j
LOOKOUT MOUNTAIN
the clouds. A stone's throwirom the signal
station is Boper's Bock, from which Boper,
of the Fifteenth Illinois issaidtohave com
mitted suicide. And just beyond is Saddle
Bock, from the top of which one obtains a
good view of the battle fields of Chickamauga
and Mission Ridge. Almost in the shade
of the two great battle grounds is the
National cemetery, where over 16,000 brave
soldiers sleep the last sleep. Their memories
have not been forgotten, though, for every
grave Known or unknown is marked by a
marble headstone, and at intervals are found
tablets with selections from Colonel Theodore
O'Hara's matchless poem, the ".Bivouac of
the Dead." ". -"
The muffled drums' sad roll has beat
rue soldiers' last tattoo.
No more on life's parade shall meet
Tbat brave and lallen lew.
No vision of the morrow's strife,
Tbe warriors' dream alarms;
No braying burn or screaming fife,
At dawn shall call to arms.
The neighboring troop, the flashing blade.
The bugles' stirring blast;
'iho charge, tbe dreadful cannonade,
The dm and sboat are past.
On fame's eternal camping ground
Their silent tents are spread;
And Glory guards with solemn round
The bivouac of tbe dead,
WHERE CBYSTAL WATEBS FALL.
Two other interesting sights on the
mountain are Luluh Falls and Luluh Like.
Trfe falls extend a distance of several hun
dred feet, and as the sparkling water dances
The Point Hotel.
merrily down tbe rocks it makes a most
picturesque cascade. Near the bottom of
the rocks that are bathed in this everlasting
stream and that listen year after year to its
perpetual music is a great plot of the green
est and freshest moss that it ws ever the
privilege of mortal man to gaze upon. The
green carpeted rocks are surmounted with
clumps of laurel and bunches ofazelias
tied in nature's choicest knots. "Wild
flowers grow here in abundance, and cast
a dreamy and poetic shade over the lake,
which presents a quiet and peaceful contrast
to the foaming falls above. Not even a rip
ple disturbs its placid bosom, and it re
mains as serene as summer itself.
Bock City is a point that shonld not be
neglected. It is one of nature's greatest
wonders. Here, as "a visitor has aptly put
it, "is geology run mad." Some of the
rocks are easily as high as the newpostofnee
building of Pittsburg. They are of all con
ceivable shapes and variety. A stranger
that sees them for the first time is simply
compelled to stand still with awe. It would
seem profane to speak of them, or express
admiration in the ordinary hackneyed
phrases; so that the 'greatest compliment
that a visitor can show is to remain perfectly
silent Then his own littleness will not be
so conspicuous. Not far from Bock City
proper are many other wonders in the rocks.
IN FANTASTIC SHAPES.
Saddle Bock, tbe perfect but mastodon
counterpart of a saddle, is one of these.
Another is tbe old man of the mountain, a
silhouette in the solid rock that might be
taken for one of the soldiers of 76. Still
another of these is the Natural Bridge, a
rockribbed structure that gracefully spans
the yawning mouth of the cave and covers
one of the most delicious springs on tbe
mountain. Another thing as great and
interesting in its way as Lookout Mountain
is Lookout Cave. It is about two miles from
the cltv. lust off the line of the Chattannn
and Nashville Bailroad. The entrance "is
like going into a big end ot a horn. The
first thing is a large room about 20 feet high
and between 20 and SO feet wide. An ex
ploration of what appear to be tbe
impenetrable depth of the cave l-filled
with interest. At one time you are in
what would make a grand saloou parlor;
another, in a narrow passage way that
would prove a barrier to the humblest
member of the fatman's club. In some
places the floor is Bmooth and dry, in others
it is rough and filled with miniature lakes.
Something new constantly bursts on the
view. And the views dissolve and change
oltener than a girl's mind.
Triumps of engineering skill have made
all parts of the mountain easily accessible,
and the visitor can go afoot, by coaoh or up
either the incline or broad-guage roads.
There are two immense hotels, with any
number of cottages. The hotel on Point
Lookout has a capacity for 600 guests, and
the inn on the very top can accommodate
1,000. George Babton.
B0LDIEE3 N1 at.t
Pension Attorneys Should be Bounced Out
of Business.
St. Louis Globe-Democrat.
The thing to do is to cut down these ex
travagant fees. That is the work to which
the Committee on Pensions has addressed
itself. "There is a large army on the pen
sion roll," says the report, "and the num
ber is increasing every day, and the fees to
attorneys will grow in proportion. If we
take the month of November as an example,
we will pay $1,025,400 in the next twelve
months, and in the next ten years 10,254,
000, to increase claims alone that have been
allowed under old laws up to the pres
ent time, and if the pension is granted or
increased for the sole benefit of the soldier,
why should it not all go to him? The Gov
ernment, at one-tenth the expense, could ar
rive at, the same results, and givejto the
claimants the remaining nine-tenths. A
long and intimate acquaintance with old
soldiers has tailed to reveal any who have
become millionaires by reason of the pen
sions paid them. This can not be said of the
pension attorney, for it is well known that
many large fortunes have been made in the
SEEN FBOM THE CITY.
past tew years, and there ate in sight many
more such fortnnes it we do not do our duty
in this matter."
There is no doubt about the fortunes the
pension agents have made. Costly equip
ages, palatial'mansions, heavy investments
and lavish dinner-giving tell the story.
Some of these attorneys own their newspaper
organs. They have extensive offices, employ
clerks by the score and do business on the
scale of a government bureau. These men
will fight hard to retain their lucrative
"practice." Congress will need much moral
support from the country to down this great
evil. . .
IH PLAIN FIQTJBE8.
Prices Marked on Goods an Inducement to
Purchasers.
New Tork Herald.
"Well, I have learned one secret of suc
cess," said a successful young merchant
whose show window attracted me bv reason
of the plain prices that were put upon the
goods as he was doing up a couple of parcels
for me.
"What is that?" I asked.
"It is putting a plain price on the goods
a price which attracts attention from pass
ers and makes them come into the store.
Now, I'll bet you these two parcels thatou
never would have come in if it hadn't b'een
for the prices you saw outside."
"That's true," I said.
"I Knew it," he replied. "I know just
how you feel, for I always-felt that way mv
selt. You are the kind who cannot haggle
about a purchase. You are willing to spend
money freely, but you don't like to get
cheated, and when you see a man turning
his price marks to the wall or using a blind
mark which you cannot read, you at once
say that that man has two prices and that
you will get the larger, and you turn away.
- "True as a trivet," I said.
"I knew it. lam just, that way myself.
Why, go down to John 'street or Maiden
lane at this holiday season and what do you
see? The stores are full of mystical price
signs. You have heard that Maiden lane is
a cheap place to get jewelry, bat you know
full well that you will have to pav an extra
price for it at this season, and you keep your
money in your pocket. But when you see
my window and store with inviting prices
displayed where all can see them, you drop
in, and I am the gainer. Oh, I know a
thing or two about human nature. The verv
best
customers are the timid ones, who do
not fear to spend monev. but Hron.1 v..in
imposed upon."
The young merchant laughed gleefully.
Every word he said was the Gospel truth.
May he live long and prosper!
DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA.
"Why Prominent Citizens Are on the Boards
of Charitable Institutions.
St. Louis Olobe-Dcmocrat.J
Congressman "W. "W. Morrow, of Califor
nia: "I am a member of the Appropriations
Committee, and as such am on the sub-committee
on pensions and District of Colum
bia. It is one of the curiosities of Congres
sional life that men who would be supposed
to take the least interest in special mat
ters are assigned to committees hav
ing those matters in charge.
In California we are not ma
terially interested in pensions. ' "We,
of course, have several thousand pensioners',
but they exhibit no marked anxiety for pen
sion legislation. I am located farthest
away, at least as far from the national cap
ital as any other member. I, however, take
a deep interest in the District, and were
I to remain in Concress I should certainly
desire to retain my place on the committee.
"There is a novelty in District affairs
found in no other department of the Govern
ment, Look at the charities, for instance.
Theie is no place where, to my knowledge,
so'many men of influence and prominence
are connected with the various institutions.
I account for this in a measure that it is in
nate ,in an American citizen to par
ticipate in public affairs. A citi
zen of the District of Columbia can
neither vote nor be elected to any office, ex
cepting, of course, the Presidency. The re
sult is that the only field open for him, other
than appointive positions, is upon the
boards of curators, managers, etc, of the
charitable and other similar institutions.
The work is well done in the District of
Columbia."
New Jersey Wine Sent to Europe.
Mr. Speer, of New Jersey, has a reputa
tion extending over the world as being a re
liable producer of pure wines. His winea
are ordered by families in Dresden, London
and Paris for their superior -rlrttwi, "Tor
sale by druggists, - , io, i
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A"CT0E AND AUTHOR.
Chat With Joe Jefferson About His
Popular Autobiography.
HE WROTE IT ALL FROM MEMORY.
Sometimes He Woke Up in tbe Night With
Thoughts for His Book.
COLONEL BEICE AND CALICO CHAELIE
rCOBBZSPOXSBNCE Or THE DISPATCH.!
"Washington, Dec 27. Joe Jefferson
drew crowded houses this week in "The Bi
vals," and he is as popular to-day as when
he first made his appearance on the Ameri
can stage in a "Washington theater. This
was when Jackson was President, and little
Joe Jefferson, a boy of 4, was carried to the
stage in a bag by the famous minstrel, Bice,
who was making a hit by dancing Jim
Crow. Bice came on the stage, and, turn
ing the bag upside down, tumbled little Joe
Jefferson out, and then began to dance.
The boy was dressed just like Bice, his
face was blackened, and the two sang verse
apart as they danced. As they finished the
song the audience were so delighted that
they threw dollars and half dollars on the
stage, and little Jefferson received $24 for
that night's acting. He now receives, no one
but his manager knows how much, and he is
as well off as any actor on the American
stage. He is said to be worth $1,000,000,
and be has a sugar plantation in Louisiana,
a beautiful country home in New Jersey, a
quaint seaside cottage on Cape Cod and
bonds and stocks and gold galore.
YOUNG AS HIS GRANDCHILDREN.
Since hetiropped down upon a "Washing
ton stage until now, he has been tickling,
iue siues anu ueuguung vue buuu vi u iuu
loving public, and every cent of his
money has been well earned by him
self, ' and his great genius has
been sold cheap to the people. He
has children and grandchildren, but bis
soul is as young now as when he tumbled
out of that bag, and his blue eyes are as
merry and his voice as cheery as that of a
boy. He will be 61 in February, but his
acting is as good now as it has ever been
and he enjoys a eood story, a good laugh
and a good theater as well as any man in
the country.
He goes to the theater whenever he can,
and I caught him at the hotel to-day just as
he was about starting out to see "The Lill
iputians" with Billy Florence. He is a
delightful conversationalist and his voice
and his manner are ns gentle and good-natured
as those of Bip Van "Winkle. During
tbe short chat I had with him I asked him
some questions as to his autobiography
which appeared in the Century Magazine
and which is now being sold over the book
counters. This book is one of the great
books of this generation and it is the beliet
of many good judges that it will be one of the
few books which will last.
MEBELY FBOH MEMOBY.
I asked Mr. Jefferson as to whether it was
not made up from a diary. He replied:
"No. I have never kept a 'diary and I had
no notes. I am fortunate in having a good
memory, and I wrote the entire book from
it. I felt very doubtful about undertaking
the book. It seems to me that an actor at
tempting to take up the role.of the literary
man and to write a book is much like the
part of a literary man who decides to go on
the stage and makes his first appearance in
the part oi Hamlet. I am glad to see tbat
my work was popular, and it is a wonder to
me tbat 1 nave succeeded, in mating it so.
l-
time
imoandM-ntolave putthemat-
ter forth in book form and not in a maga
zine. My friend, Mr. Gilder, however, ad
vised me that he could give me a wider cir
culation through the magazine, and the re
sult shows that he was right" ,
"Did you have any regular habit of writ
ing?" I asked.
"No," replied, Mr. Jefferson, "I began
the book about three years aco and wrote at
it by fits and starts as the humor took me.
At first I kept no notes' at all, but after I
began my writing I found that my memory
of events and persons would be very vivid at
some times and that I could not recall them
at all at others. I then carried a note book
and made a memoranda of material for the
book wherever it struck me.
HOW HIS MIND -WOBKED.
"It seemed curious to me the way my
mind worked. I wouldswakeintbe middle
of the night from a sound sleep for no
reason that I can see, and would think of
some part of my past experiences. If I
wnt to sleep again I would find in tbe
morning that I knew that I had remem
bered something during the night which I
intended to record when I got up but I
could not think what tbat something was.
Alter this I had a pencil and note book by
my bedside, and at such times as I awoke
and thought of matter I would arise and
write out the material. In preparing the
book finally I found these memoranda of
great value, and that in most cases the first
records were better than anything that I
could write.
"I think on the whole I am fortunate in
not having kept a diary. It might have
caused me to draw my story out to an'in
sufferable length and I might have magni
fied details which were better omitted. I
am, of .course, pleased that the book did
succeed, and I am told that the sale of it
has been good."
BILLY EXOBENCE'S MEMOIB3.
The conversation here turned to litera
ture and actors, and Mr. Jefferson spoke
very kindly of the memoirs Mr. Florence is
now writing, and which promise to be full
of interest. Mr. Jefferson said: "I don't
see why an actor should not have a natural
bent toward literature, and why he should
not write fluently and well. His whole life
is made up of the interpretation of litera
ture. He has to study and play the classics.
He has to appreciate all tbe phases of
thought and expression, and in the render
ing of these great literary productions, his
whole life is to a certain extent a time of
education.
"It would be strange indeed if he did not
absorb something, and he has also to study
the people and to make his idea of his parts
plain to them. I teel a delicacy in saying
anything about such subjects. I am not a
professional writer and I doubt if I ever
write again. I had a story to tell and my
life has been so eventful," and I have iriet
so many men about whom I could talk, that
this is perhaps one of tbe reasons of its suc
cess." A MAN OP MANY PABIS.
There are few better read men than Mr.
Jefferson. He possesses a remarkable culture,
has done some work as an artist which, has
been well spoken of br the art critics, and
.he carries his paints and easjjl with dim
during nis acting. I was curious to know
how he found time for such a variety of
work, and I asked him as to whether he had
been a systematic studeht during his life
time. Beginning his career as a boy on the
stage for the past 0 years he has been play
ing to the people, and you will find few
college-bred men so cultured or well read as
he. In response to my question he said:
"No, I don't think I have ever been much
of a student, and indeed I don't believe in
hard study. I would not give a boy any
thing to learn that would make his head
ache. I don't believe that it is study that
knits the brow, that improves the miod, but
it is tbat which pleases the student and
which the mind easily assimilates. Such
things as I have learned from books have
come to me easily ahd without effort. My
reading has been very varied, and I read
according to my moods. I can enjoy my
self in almost any of the fields of literature.
I eta tpond a piHunti tobtr hour with
Soaeca, and Icsa enjoy a Uogntb live
evening over the letters of my friend, "Will
lam, or as he is more commonly called, Bill
Nye. I have my fun with Puck, and I be
come acquainted with my soul with pleas
ure over tbe pages of Emerson. I don't
mean to say I read one the same as the
other. I have sometimes read a page of
Emerson or Browning over several times
belore I get at its meaning, and sometimes
I never get at it. But the fault in this case
is, I am convinced, with Joe Jefferson
himself, and not with either Emerson or
Browning." i
PICTUBE OF CAL BEICE.
Mr. Calvin Brice, the New York million
aire, who will take Henry B. Payne's place
as the next Senator from Ohio, has been iu
the city this week. , He is a clean-cut, red
whiskered, blue-eyed young man with a
hard smile and a Western manner. I re
member bim when he began his money
makinsr career about ten vearaairo bv'nnsh-
ing tbe Ohio Central Bailroad down through
tbe rich coal fields of that State. He was
then often seen seen about Colhmbus with
his pants in bis boots, a slouch hat on his
head and with by no means the best of
clothes covering bis angular frame.
Last nightat the Arlington he wore a silk
hat, a broadcloth coat, and every sign of his
clothing denoted prosperity. Ten years ago
he was worth nothing. Now he is supposed
to be worth millions. Ten yearsago he was
in debt to Governor Foster, and it was Fos
ter who lent him the money and gave him
the boost which enabled him to climb tbe
tree of fortune. Now that he has plucked
the fruit, however, he seems to have little
use for Foster, and I am told that it was his
money and his efforts tbat caused Foster's
deleat as a candidate for Congress this year.
If this be true the future Senator has shown
himself to be the
INOABNATION 03T INGBATITUDE.
Ex-Congressman Lamieson, of Lima,once
told me that Brice, when he was worth prac
tically nothing, owed Foster $115,000 and it
was only through additional money whiob.
Foster put into enterprises in which" he gave
Brice a share that enabled him to pay this
debt. He did pay it finally and came out
with $135,000 ahead. It was this money
that enabled him to organize his Nickel
Plate scheme, which enabled him to make
somewhere near $3,000,000 to $5,000,000 and
establish himself as a big financier. Brice
was asked by McHinley, during his visit,
how matters were iu New York. He re
plied: "A dollar in New York is now as big as
the moon. It keeps growing bigger every
day and money is so tight that we have no
thing for Christmas."
"I wish it had been so before the elec
tion," said McKinley, 'and thereat the two
statesmen laughed and Brice laughed the
louder.
HANDY AND THE CONSULSHIP.
Colonel Moses P. Handy has refused the
ConsulGeneralship to Cairo, and he is
happy in his newspaper duties in connection
with the "World's Fair. He tells me he got
the two appointments on the same day and
preferred the "World's Fair position because
it enabled him to remain at home. Handy
would have made a good Consul General
and he would have been a refreshing change
to some of the men who have occupied the
Cairo consulate in times past Schuyler
was a good man, and Cardwell, who pre
ced him, was above the average of the coun
try editor, the position which he left to take
the place nnder President Cleveland.
"Wolf was accused of leaning toward
Arabi Pasha, and as for E. H. Butler, his
mission was one long career of disgrace to
America. He was drunk during the greater
part of the time that he held the posi
tion, and when be got out of funds, he
would go to tbe Khedive and ask for a loan
or a present on the grounds that the United
States Government did not give him enough
salary.to live upon. America ought to have
a very good man at Cairo. Our churches
manage the missionary business of the conn-
There is no doubt
but tbat tbe proper man might be able to
make an opening there lor American trade,
and the bulk of our goods which now go to
Ezypt arc sent to London or Holland, and
there forwarded on to- the country under
new labels as Dutch or English goods.
BESLOE FOB AMOY.
Dr. Edward Bedloe, our new Consul to
Amoy in China, writes me that he is much
better, and that he will leave London in ten
days for his post Bedloe is an accomplished
linguist Her has occupied a position at
several of the consular ports in Europe, and
he will be very popular in the far East He
proposes to learn the Chinese language, to
make a study of Chinese literature, and to
open the country as far as possible to our
American manufacturers.
Bedloe is a member ot the Clover Club, of
Philadelphia, and this club is fast becom
ing a diplomatic institution. General E.
Bnrd Grubb, the new Minister to Spain, is"
one of its members; Charles Emory Smith,
who represents the United States at the court
of the Czar, is another, and Colonel Tom
Donaldson, the census taker of the redskins,
is a third. Major Handy is also'a member
of the Clover OInb, and I understand that
Bill Nye will be elected one of its members
at the next meeting.
Fbank G. Cabpenxeb.
A GBAVEYABD FOB THBEB BACES.
Mound Builders, Indians and Whites All
Have Used It
The strange phenomenon of one spot hav
ing served as the burial place for people of
three races in three, distinct ages of the
world's history is met with on a bluffof the
Iowa river, some 40 miles from its mouth,
says the St. Louis Republic. This thrice
sacred bluff is known as "Graveyard
Point." It is situated in the northeastern
corner of "Washingtdh county, Iowa, and is
the southern terminus of a line of blufis
extending for several miles along the west
bank of the Iowa, the summits of which are
covered with thousands of curious forms of
earthworks, mounds, etc., relics of a race of
which the Indians have no distinct knowl
edge. After serving for ages as a cemetery for
the mound-builders, the Indians took pos
session of "Graveyard Point," also using it
as a burial place.- Back in the 40's, when
white men drove the Indians out, they, too,
began burying their dead on the bluflj the
same land thus serving as "God's acre tor
three different and distinct races in three
stages of the world's development.
Submarine Defenses.
Iu a paper on "Submarine Mines," re
cently read in England, Lieutenant E. E.
Bradford, B. N., suggests that experiments
should be carried out to determine whether
the "friendly channel" system of managing
mines iu a mine field can be practically
worked without damaging commerce. Ex
periments on this question have already
beenmade. An ironclad has been drifted
across "a mine field full of electro-contact
mines, and has also been driven at full
speed across the same mine field without the
smallest damage to the ship or her gear.
But a "friendly channel" is not mined with
buoyant mines which the hull of a passing
vessel can strike, bnt with ground mines or
with mines so fa; submerged that they can
never be struct: by passing vessels. It is
therefore certain that this system is practi
cally workable without entailing hindrance
or delay, and that vessels could be navi
gated via the"lriendly channel" flanked
by contact mines more readily than through
channels flanked by natural obstructions,
like those, forinstance, at Bermuda. In the
one case any errors in navigation wouloVat
the worst, damage the moorings of one or two
mines; in the other case the vessel herself
might get ashore and be damaged, or de
layed. and Tluedritdy,, fall's OoafkJJjmp,
MAKING RAIN FALL
Possibilities Under the Test Proposed
by Senator Farwell.
SB0WERS CAUSED BY BATTLES.
Eainy Seasons Brought About by Toleanoes
in South America.
OPINIONS OF HIGH ADTH0EITIE8
The question as to whether rain can be
produced by artificial means is to be tested
by tbe United States Government On
motion of Senator C. B Farwell, of Illinois,
as recently stated in The Dispatch, a
clause was added to the appropriation bill,
which provides that, under direction of the
Forestry Division of the Department of
Agriculture, $2,000 shall be expended in
experiments, having for their object the
artificial production of rainfall by the ex
plosion of dynamite.
In a communication from Senator Far
well the following theories are advanced:
"My theory in regard to producing rain by
explosives is based partly upon the fact tbat
after all the great battles fought during tbe
century heavy rainfalls have occurred. This
is historical and undisputed. Senator Stan
ford, one of the builders of tbe Central Pa
cific Bailway, informed me lately tbat he
was compelled to do a great deal of blasting
through a part of the country where rain
bad never been known to fall in any useful
quantities and where it has never rained
since, and that during the period of
the blasting, which was nearly a year, it
rained every day. The experiment should
be maae in "Eastern Iowa, Colorado, or in
"Western Kansas, somewhere along tbe rail
way, and my own idea would be to com
mence early in the morning and explode
continuously for seven or eight hours.
STATISTICS ON BATTLES.
The subject of rain production by means
of concussion has been frequently discussed
during the last 25 years, says the Scientific
American. A great number of instances
were stated by Francis Powers, C. E., in a
volume entitled "War and the "Weather, or
the Artificial Production of Bain," 1871.
Many cases are cited in which great battles
have been followed by speedy rain, i ix
occured during our war wittfMexico inlE46
and 1847; nine cases of battles or skirmishes
are given which occured in 1861 in the War
of the Bebellion, and which were followed
by rain at no great intervals; 40 cases are
cited in 1862; 30 for 1863; 28 for 1864r and 6
for 1865. Eigbteen similar cases are also
cited from among the great battles which
have occured in Europe during the past
century, making a total of 137 cases. In a
criticism of Mr. Powers' theory Silliman's
Journal said:
"To this argument it may be replied tbat
throughout tbe region from which his ex
amples are mainly drawn, rain falls upon
an average once in three days, and prob
ably a little more frequently; so that from
the conclusion of one rain to the commence
ment of another, the interval is on an aver
age but little over two days. Now, battles
are not usually commenced during a period
of rain; generally not till some hours after
the conclnsion of a rain. Bain, therefore,
oueht to be expected in about one day after
the conclusion of a battle."
SOME STRIKING INSTANCES.
Some of the cases, however, which maybe
cited where the fall of rain seems to have
been .caused by tho discharge of cannon are
very strikirfgDuring the siege of Valen
ciennes by the allied armies in June, 1793,
the weather, which had been remarkably
hot and dry, became violently rainy after
the cannonading commenced. Two hundred
pieces of heavy artillery were employed in
tbe attack and'lOO in the defense of the city,
the whole of whioh were frequently inaction
at the same time.
At the ba'ttle of Dresden, August 27, 1813,
the weather, which for some days had been
serene and intensely hot, during the progress
of the battle suddenly changed. "Vast clouds
filled the skies, and soon tbe surcharged
moisture poured ltseit in a torrent of ram.
At "Waterloo, according to Sibornc, the
weather duripg the morning of June 17,
1815, had been oppressively hot It was
now a dead calm; not a leaf was stirring?
and tbe atmosphere was close to an intoler
able degree, while a dark, heavy, dense
cloud impended over the combatants. The
Eighteenth Hussars were fully prepared
and awaited the command to charge, when
brigade guns on the right commenced firing
for the purpose of breaking tbe order of the
enemy's advance. The concussion seemed
instantly to rebound through the still atmos
phere and communicate like an electric
spark with the heavily charged mass above.
A violent thnnder clap burst forth, which
was immediately followed by a rain which
has never probably been exceeded even in
the tropics.
VOLCANOES PBECIPTTATED BAIN.
Humboldt says that when a volcano
bursts out in South America during a dry
season it sometimes changes it into a rainy
one. It is well known that in very hot
calm weather the burning of woods, long
grass, and other combustible materials, pro
duces rain. "Very extensive fires in Nova
Scotia are so generally followed by heavy
floods of rain that there is ground for be
lieving that the enormous pillars of smoke
have some share in producing them.
Captain James Allen, acting Signal officer
ot the War Department, in reply to inter
rogatories recently addressed to him regard
ing the probability of producing rain by ar
tificial means, said: "Even if the pro
duction of rain be practicable, it can only
be for a limited area, and it is believed that
any benefit which can possibly arise from
such rain can never, amount to the expense
of the enterprise."
The opinion of Captain Allen Is similar to
that of President H. C. Busseli, of the Boyal
Society of New South "Wales, contained in
an anniversary address delivered in 1884.
He says: "It would seem unreasonable to
look for the economical production of rain
under ordinary circumstances, and onr only
chance would be to take advantage of a time
when the atmosphere is in the condition
called unstable equilibrium, or when a cold?
current overlies a warm one. it under these
conditions we could set the warm current
moving upward, and once flowing into the
cold one, a considerable quantity of rain
might fall, but this favorable condition
seldom exists in nature."
Electrlo Health Shoe.
The manufacturer of a new "electric"
shoe has "struck" the publio very skilfully.
Special hygienic properties are claimed for
this -shoe in consequence of the location of a
galvanic battery in the inner sole, "which
has the effect of stimulating the nerve tissues
of the foot, thereby aiding the circujatorv
system, and thus preventing many troubles
such as chronically cold feet, and, in fact,
affecting the entire nerfbus system. The
form of tbe battery is a succession of over
lapping plates, zinc and copper alternately,
which form a metallic layer about an inch
wide and 6 inches long. This is set into the
under side of the inner sole, but does not
show on the upper surface. A Bmall com
pass placed within a few inches of the sole
shows, by the rapid vacillations of its
needle, the presence of an electric force very
conclusively." Furthermore, the public
are assured tbat this shoe is the only pre
ventive for paralysis, a sure cure for sleep
lessness, and an,absolute specific lor neu
ralgia and nearly all nervous diseases. The
declaration of the virtues oi this wonderful
shoe concludes with the comforting assur
ance that "yoa cannot take cold if yon keep
ep th.9 slrtttis tat Ja st fesd? f f
the wai pcUt'f
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A NOVEL, DBALnrd WITH LJFE IN LONDON AND EGYPT',
WKlTTJUr TOR THE DISPATCH!
BY RUDYABD KIPLING,
Being the First Serial Story From the Fen of the Gifted Young
Author of "Soldiers Three," and Many Other Fopular
Sketches of Army Experiences in India.
THE CONCLUDING CHAPTEB.
Maisie lifted up her face, and it was
pearly white. "No! Not Not blindl I
won't have him blind!"
"Would you care to tei.Iai yourself?"
said Torpenbow.
"Now at once."
"Ob, no! Tbe Paris train doesn't go
through this place till 8 to-night There will
be ample time."
"Did Mr. Heldar send you to me?"
"Certainly not Dick wouldn't do that
sort of thing. He's sitting in his studio
turning over some letters that he can't read
because he's blind."
There was a sound of choking from the
sun hat Maisie bowed her head and went
into the cottage, where the red-haired girl
was on a sofa complaining of a headache.
"Dick's blind," said Maisie, taking her
breath quickly as she steadied herself
against a chair-back. "My Dick's blind!"
"What?" The girl was on the sofa no
longer.
"A man has come from England to tell
me. He hain't written to me for six weeks."
"Are you going to him?"
"I must think."
"Think! I should go back to London and
'see him, and I should kiss his eyes and kiss
them and kiss them until they got well
sgainl If you don't go I shall. Ob, what
am I talking about? You wicked little
rdiot! Go to bim at once. Go I"
Torpenhow's neck was blistering, but he
preserved a smile of infinite patience as
Maisie appeared bareheaded in the sunshine.
"I am coming," said she, her eyes on the
ground.
"You will be at Vitry station, then, at 7
this evening." ,
IT'S MAISIE! TVHAT
This was an order delivered by onetrho
was used to being obeyed. Maisie said
nothing, but she felt grateful that there was
no chance of disputing with this big man
who took everything for granted and man
aged a squealing horse with one hand. She
returned to the red-haired girl, who was
weeping bitterly, and between tears, kisses
very few of those menthol, packing and
an interview with jKami, the sultry after
noon wore away.- Thought might come
afterward. Her present duty was to go to
Dick Dick who owned the wondrous
Iriend and sat in tbe dark playing with her
unopened letters.
"But what will you do?" she said to her
companion.
.."I? Ob, I shall stay here and finish
your Melancolia," she said, smiling piti
lully. "Write to me afterward."
That night there ran a legend through
Yitry-sur-Marne of a mad Englishman,
doubtless suffering from sun stroke, who
had drunk all the officers of the garrison
under tbe table, had borrowed a horse lrom
the lines, and had then and there eloped,
after the English custom, with one of those
more than mad English girls who drew
pictures down there under the care of that
f oo 1 Monsieur Kami. .
"They are very droll," said Suzanne to
the conscript in the moonlight by the studio
wall. "She walked always with those big
eyes that saw nothing, and yet she kisses me
on both cheeks as though she were my sis
ter, and gives me see 10 francs!"
The conscript levied a contribution on
both gifts; for he prided himself on being a
good soldier.
Torpenhow spoke verv little to Maisie
during the journey to Ca'ais; but be was
careful to attend to all her wants, to get her
a compartment all to herself, and to leave
her alone. 'He was amazed at the ease with
which the matter bad been accomplished.
"Tbe safest thing would be to let her
think things out By Dick's showing
when he was off his head she must have
ordered him about very thoroughly. "Won
der how she likes being under orders."
Maisie never told. She sat in the empty
compartment often with her eyes shut that
she might realize the sensation of blindness.
It was an order that she should return to
London swiftly, and she found herself at
last almost beginning to enjoy the situation.
This was better than looking after trunks
and a red-haired friend who never seemed to
take any interest in her surroundings. But
there seemed to be a feeling in the air that
she, Maisie, of all people, was in disgrace.
Therefore she justified her conduct to herself
with great success, till Torpenhow came up
to her on the steamer and without preface
began to tell the story of Dick's blindness,
suppressing fewfdetails, but dwelling at
length on the miseries of delirium. He
stopped before he reached the end, as though
he had lost interest in tbe subject, and went
forward to smoke. Maisie was furious with
him and with herself.
She was hurried on from Dover to Lon
don almost before she could ask for break
fast, and she was past any feeling of indig
nation now was bidden curtly to wait in a
hall at the foot of some lead covered stairs
while Torpenhow went up to make in
quiries. Again the knowledge that she
was being treated like a naughty little girl
made her pale cheeka flame. It was all
Dick's fault for btlnj to stapld. as ts go
Wpeufcow 14
bw y to f&BtdswJ
CscQk,
which he opened very softly. Dick was sit
ting by the window with his chin on hi
chest There were three envelopes in hii
hand, and he turned them over and over.
The big man who gave orders was no longer
by her side and the studio door snapped be
hind her.
Dick thrust the letters into his pocket as
he heard the sound. "Hullo, Torpl Is
that you? I've been so lonely."
His voice had taken the peculiar flatness
of tbe blind. Maisie pressed herself up into
a corner of the room. Her heart was beat
ing furiously, and she put one band on her
breast to keep it auiet Dick was staring
directly at her, and she realized for the first
time tbat he was blind. Shutting her eyes
in a railway carriage to open them when
she pleased was child's play. This man
was blind though his eyes were wide open.
"Torp, is that you? They said you were
coming." Dick looked puzzled and a little
irritated at the silence.
"No; it's only me," was the answer, in a
strained little whisper. Maisie could hard
ly move her lips.
"H'm!" said Dick, composedly, without
moving. "This is a new phenomenon.
Darkness I'm getting used to; but I object
to bearing voices"
"Was he mad, then, as well as Wind, that
he talked to himself? Maisfc's heartbeat
more wildly, and she breathed in gasps.
Dcik rose and began to feel his
way across tbe room, touching each
table and .chair as he passed. Once
he caught his foot on a rug, and swore,
dropping on hisjinees to feel what the ob
struction might be. Maisie remembered him
walking in the park as though all the earth
belonged to bim, tramping-np and down her
studio two months ago, and flying up the
gangway of the Channel steamer. The
beating of her heart was making her sick,
and Dick was coming nearer, guided by the .
sound of her breathing. She put out a hand
mechanically to ward him off or to dr$r
him to herself, she did not know which. It
ABE YOU DOING HEBE?
touched his chest, and he stepped back as
though he had been shot.
"It's Maisie," said he, with a dry sob.
"What are you doing here?"
"I came I came to see you please."
Dick's lips closed firmly.
"Won't yon si,t down, then? You see,
I've had some bother with- my eyes,
and "
"I know, I know. "Why didn't you tell
me?"
"I couldn't write.-"
"You might have told Mr. Torpenbow."
"What has he to do with my affairs?"
"He he brought me from Vltry-sur-Marne.
He thought I ought to see yon."
"Why, what has happened? Can I do
anything for you? No, I can't I forgot"
"Oh, Dick, I'm so aorry! I've -come to
tell you, and Let me take you badk
to your chair."
"Don't! I'm not a ohlld. You only do
that outof pity. I never meant to tell yoa
anything about it I'm no good now. I'm
down and done for. Letmealone!"
He groped back to his chair, his chest
laboring as he sat down. Maisio was afraid
no more.
"I shan't!" she said, settling herself on
the arm of thathair. "You- belong, now,
Dickie, And "I've come up all thtsa
stairs, and and and " Hera the tean
began, with unromantio sniveling end mop
ping of the cheeks. He was trembling un
der the toneh of her hand on his hnflldar- nna
"his face was turned away from her.
Ulct, you aren't going to be selfish, no
I've come back? I'm sorry! Ob, I'm iol
sorry!"
"I knew that was all. "Won't you laava
me alone? I shall have to suffer for this
afterward."
"You won't!" She bent down and whl.
pered in his ear. "When tbe fountains of the
great deep are broken up, there follow rain,
and miracles. "Yes, I do," she said, flash
ing crimson, "My darling, I do. I don't
care; you can sulk as much as you like and
I won't be angry. I've been a villain
wicked little villain. Shall I go down oa
my knees and tell you so? . Don't be stupid,
Dickie. Jt's no use pretending. You knew
you care for me,"
"I do! God knows I dol"
""What nonsense, then, pretending io be
selfish?" The voice grew unsteady. "D'yott
remem ber the Dover boat? Take tbat then,
and be sensible. Oh, help me, Dick!" she
whispered. "I can't make love all by my
self.'1
The unspoken argument clinched all. and
Maisie was in Dick's arms, crying as though
her heart would burst
"Hush, dear. Hush. "What's the use of
worrying? It's all right now," said Dick;
stroking the head on his shoulder.
"We did belong, Dick, didn't we? It
was, my fault all my fault," Maisie whha
pered, ber face hidden.
"I like that fault Be more faultsome."
"Course you did." She laughed through
her tears. "I I had'to do all the all tha
love-making. It was horriblel" r
"It was only me; what did it matter? If
it had been a strange man you might have
objected. And then, again, yoa took me oa
my blind side."
'"That's an ugly word, and you aren't
going to use it any more. '
"But iff true. dear. I'd rIts crtrrtaln a.'
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