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above and "bevond IheVirrrin's fountain
you mar near "nt certain seasons of tbe
year, if you lay your ear carefully to the
ground, a strange and a far off sound, a
steady and monotonous stroke. Sometimes
it 5s yery low, sometimes more loud;
but always harmonious and musical,
albeit a bit sad. Sometimes it may be
likened to the dull and steady
stroke of a weaver's loom. Then it
is like the stroke of a hammer. And the
tradition runs that this is the stroke of the
carpenter's hammer, coming down to us
through more than 1800 years; coming down
to teach man still tbat he is not better than
his toiling Savior, but must still eat his
bread in tbe sweat of his fece; to teach poor
tired woman of toil that wherever she bends
her back in patient duty, Mary may lean in
helpful pity from her loom in the heavens
above. Ah, lior much tor man there is
here in Nazareth still!
But the people seem weary, as if they had
hardly yet rested from wandering in the
wilderness. The low stone fences are stoop
ins down into the earth, all brier-grown and
bidden by bad husbandry amid rank weeds.
The very camel'; seem tired as they groan
ing kneel in the dirt and dust before the
Virgin's fountain. Yes, they surely are
very tired. Far from out the far dawn of
time they have come down to us bearing
thetr heavy burthens; with their everlasting
lessons of pitience and of peace, kneeling
under all their loads.
CHAPTER JIL
We bid taken a small house at Nazareth.
In fact, you could take none other than a
small house there. But by securing two
good servants and some supplies and some
furnishing for the little vine-hung house,
through the help of an English friend in
Jerusalem, we '"ere more than comfortable.
And as the quiit and lestful season passed
on I saw to my delight that the roses of
health were again blooming in her glorious
face. Indeed sbe was now almost entirely
well; and she certainly now was the most
ihiuely beautiful being that man ever be
held. let, for all her beauty and tranquility I
could see plaiuly that she still had on her
mind no uncommon care. Surely something
was about to transpire; and I felt that what
ever it was she wanted in some way to wash
her bands of it all and escape from it to her
self; to be herself entirely, to live her own
Hie. Surely there was a battle in ber great,
brave heart between duty and desire, or
rather between some sort of obligation or
promise or covenant in the past and her
dream of peace and quiet Christian practice
in the future. And I knew this not entirely
from intuition. For von .must know that
not one hour of our time had been wasted
here. "We read, wrote, talked or toiled on
in the path we had undertaken to travel to
gether constantly. She had made swift ad
vancement toward the light, once having be
held the steady light of Christ's serene life
and simple teachings belore. And now as
tbe flowers came back and the wood doves
called from the woods on the hill, she
seemed to be the most perfect Christian I
had ever known. But it would be tedious
to tell how or in what way these evidences
of simple Christian duty manifested them
selves. Let us go forward with the story of
her lffe and work.
And to what church did this thoughtful
and serenely beautiful young convert in
cline? To none! To no church in exist
ence on this earth did she look with favor,
or even with perfect patience.
Indeed, her creed was simply the Sermon
on the the Blount. And repeating and prac
ticing this day after day till it became her
daily bread and part of her life, she had at
last decided tbat it was simply impossible
to follow the life and lessons of Christ, even
afar off, and at the same time belong to any
organized church. She asserted that the
Christian of to-day was simply compelled
by his surroundings to be a hypocrite, and
that everything around him helped to make
him a Pharisee. In truth, she made it
very clear that the mass of the professed
followers of Christ are to-day ex
actly such "hypocrites and Phari
see" as the Savior described and
denounced. But not in bitterness did she
say all these things. A deep pity and earn
est sympathy lay in all she said. She did
not blame now. She pitied now; but she
blamed man's master; his organized society.
It was only now and then and through her
flashes of singular observation on society
and the Sermon on the Mount that I got a
glimpse of the weight of care that surely
Jay upon her great soul and of which I have
more than once spoken.
By reference to my journal I see that it
was on the evening o'f the 21st of March that
she announced her final determination to
leave the Old "World to its idols and try to
build up a model Christian city some
where inthe new.
Of course there were days and nights of
conversation now on this subject. She
wanted to begin right down at the bottom.
She wanted to teach men to listen to the
Lord's Prayer: to sav, to feel "lead us not
into temptation." She felt that just so cer
tain as that man Is man, he must fall if
tempted. If he should have the temptation
of envy, avarice, ambition and all tbe un
told sins before him, he would fall, and
would continue to fall, as he has fallen for
all the ages that he has been. She knew
tbat history to the end of time would be
only this weary round and repetition of the
pitiful woes ot men, the miserable follies of
unhappy women, the endless toil of nale-
faced and feeble children if these temptations
that man forces upon man iorever remained.
Her noble resolution now was to "lead us
not into temptation." Her one aspiration
now was to make it possible for man, in one
place on this earth at least, to live the life
of a Christian instead oi the life of a
Pharisee and a hypocrite. "Ah, yes," she
cried, "at last am I beginning to see the
lightl It is through pity that we can pray
for those who despitefully use us. For
when a man wrongs another lie wrongs him
self tenfold as much. And when we feel
this we cannot but help pitying the man
who does wrong. For no man can do wrong
to his fellowman, no matter how bad he
may be, without not only wronging his own
soul but making himself more wretched
tenfold than tbe man whom he has wronged.
Therelore, should we pray for those who
despitefully use us. And yet the world will
cot arrive at this plane of thought and
action till we have first removed the con
tinual temptations to possess the property,
the money of men, and even the dominion
over men."
"And bow shall this be done, Princess?"
"Simply by following Christ: 'Sell all
thou hast and give it to the poor and follow
me.
It was midnight. She arose and came up
close to my side. I sat by a table, where lay
our books and papers. Leaning over she
laid her two worn hands on mine. Her
heart beat audibly and her bosom made me
warm as she spoke.
"I shall abolish property; obliterate the
lines that men have drawn around the
things which they jjossess for their few days
on earth, and thus with one stroke will cut
off nearly all the 10,000 temptations that en
compass the mass of men. This one thing
alone will make true Christianity almost
possible. Follow this idea far out and far
on in every branch, and vou can see peace,
content, love, hovering like a dove all about
in the dim and dreamful distance."
Having decided as said before to abandon
the Old "World and draw out to herself in
the New such choice spirits as she desired,
the next thing was to choose the site of her
contemplated city. She wisely decided to
keep within the temperate thermal belt
which has as a rule embraced civilization
in its circuit of the globe, and her eyes were
fixed upon Mexico and the adjacent desert
regiot. of the Southwest Territories of the
United States.
Fortunately, I knew more of the wild
regions about which she now denrea in
formation than any man living. Maps were
cade, charts were dailv drawn now. The
ilani of the great work were fast drawing
award completion. The civilization of the
ixtecs, wherein Cortez had found all lands
nd all large properties held in common, ap
ealed to her. We would go there first. We
would gather what information we could for
he great new work; with an eye at tbe same
me to tbe procuring of a large tract of un
cupied land in some remote desert region
her in Mexico or Arizona. Sbe would
ivcly choose the poorest lands. Her
mind was now finally settled as to the
witdom and propriety of beginning at the
very foundation of all things for her great
work. Her work was to be an example to
the world.
I had chanced in my youth, when la the
employ of some Mexican horse drovers, to
come upon an oasis in the heart of a great
desert. It seemed to be the place above all
others that sbe desired. I gave her as ac
curate a map of this uninteresting and al
most inaccessible place as memory could
produce, and it was soon more than half de
cided that this should be the scene ot our
first experiment after we had thoroughly
studied and examined the work and the
story of the Aztecs.
It was something in favor of this sand
surrounded oasis that a few of these primi
tive people still survived there and tended
the fields of corn in common. Indeed there
was, as I remembered the place, some grand
old overthrown ruios under tbe great palm
trees that gathered about the small moun
tain where an immense spring of water burst
from the bosom of the desert
Twice she had decided not to intrude her
newocdefof things on anyone, least of all
did she deem it wise to try and engraft the
true Christianity on any of tbe Christian
creeds of to-day. But these simple people
of the desert were not Christians as yet,
although we had to admit the possibility of
Borne patient Catholic priest having found
his way to their isolated home. Hut all
things considered, her heart turned to this
one place above all others; and we began to
speaC of it as our "city in the desert." .
As she was now entirely well and strong,
it was decided for it had long been with
her a holy sentiment tbat we should ride
down into Egvpt by the way Moses had
come with her people with Christ's people
in his pilgrimage to the Promise Land.
What a book might be written about tbat
journey about her and the things she said
and did as we rode on down to Mount Siana;
the shores of the Bed Seal Manna, the
honey dew of the desert, the flight of quails,
monks in sandals, men in rags with palmer's
staff; many a good old man leading an ass
with wife and babe; Joseph in his flight to
Egypt But now surely we must hasten on
to the new world.
CHAPTER IV.
We reached Egypt in due time brown as
berries from sun and sand. She was in
splendid health and spirits and most eager
to go forward and get on with her great
work. It was decided that we should sail
on the very first vessel from Alexandria.
She was so eager to be gone- that I began to
fear the return of the old cast-off care to her
face. Suddenly one night at Cairo, I think
it was only the third night after we got to
that city, she came hastily and excitedly
back to where I sat alone on a little narrow
balcony trying to get a breath of fresh air,
for it was a hot and sultry night, and said:
"Hush! You are cot to seem to know me
herel You have never known me! You
are not to know where I am, or where I am
going! I go; that is all."
,1 sprang to my feet "But I will go with
you; at least, as far as you will let me."
She laid a hand on my shoulder and bore
me back to my seat
I had never seen her so excited before, and
yet she was not excited as other women be
come excited. She was only intensified; a
little in haste; her voice a little husky, that
was about all.
Leaning forward she said: "The Russian
spies are here. I am perhaps this moment a
prisoner. Alexander is assassinated."
I started up once more, but she bore me
back again to my seat; not with her hand
this time but her soul.
"I must go. You must forget that you
ever knew me."
"But I, good heavens, what am I to do?"
She looked at me almost reproachfully,
and said slowly, emphatically "What
will you do? Go build our city in the
desert, and lay for its corner stona the ser
mon on the Mount"
"Aye, Madame," 1 cried, "lam a ohild
if yon are not with me. I shall turn aside
and fall by the way. The work is heavy,
hard, impossible for me without you."
She stood tall and silently before me as I
burst into tears, but did not speak. Finally
I said: "I am not a man. I am not even
the smallest part of a man when you talk
thus."
"You will be-' a man, and like man go on
with a man's work; for man's sake."
"And I am to knowyou, see you no more?
Hard indeed, bitter indeed will life be to
bear. I say again, what will I do?"
Her perfect face and whole manner
changed, softened. She leaned over me
where I sat Her right arm fell about my
neck and firmly fastened there. Her face
drooped forward. My lifted lips met hers;
met hers for the first time. For she and I
had lived as the dead might live, if such a
thingxcan be said, utterly unconscious of
sex. Ah, indeed, weiehty work and mighty
thought had kept her holy and sacred. But
now my strong arms were about her. I
sprang up, put back her storm of hair, put
back her head, bent her supple body back
ward over the arm that held her, I bowed
myself abov- her heaving breast I held her
close and kissed her; kissed her and kissed
her fondly, wildly, fervidly, passionately
till her face was hot as flame.
She tore away, angered, thrusting me from
her as a fire that suaps and crackles and
leaps through the topmost boughs of a forest
with fierceness to destroy it And then she
suddenly turned away, but swiftly I fol
lowed. She turned about after a few races.
all calmness, and with tbat same stately
composure and power that had marked her
conduct from the first, she safd:
"Go to the City of Mexico and work and
wait; go to tbe Hotel Iturbide there, and
wait and work. I threw out my two
hands.
"Princess, how long? How long shall I
wdfic and wait without you?"
per lifted brow da'rkened. I had said
ton tfiuchirnnft inn for ntiW .!!. m
outstretched hands. I held my head end !
my two hands humbly down now as she !
hastily turned away. But back over her
shoulder she said coldly and bitterly:
"A thousand years, if need be. Wait and
work and work and wait a thousand years,
if need be, till I come."
And she was gone. Miriam, Judith,
Magdaline, all Israel indeed, all poetry and
all history sacred or profane, all my psst,
present and future seemed to go away with
her as I stood back there in the shadow that
night, not daring to take one step forward or
daring to risk again the rebuke of her proud
and reproachful face.
CHAPTER V.
You need not be told that I was on my
way to Alexandria by the very first train.
Time enongh to ask for the first outward
bound vessel after I reach Alexandria,
thought I, as we bowled on down the banks
ot the Nile. True, I leaned from the win
dow half the time, stood out on the platform
at every station, to see if by some good for
tune I might get at least a glimpse of her.
And finally, when I took ship, the first
thing was to look for her, in the fervid hope
that she might be among the passengers.
And so on, all the way to my long journey's
end; but no Madonna's face for me.
When we passed through the outer wall of
Mexico City I could sit no longer, but stood
out and leaned from the platform, peering
left and right and looking ahead to get sight
of the station. Surely she would be standing
somewhere there, waiting to welcome me.
But no. An empty station; with a few dozen
dignified and quiet planters, bankers, offi
cers of the army, and so on, with a thousand
barefooted and half-naked corgadaros, howl
ing and fighting at the gates leading to the
streets.- That was all. No Madonna's face
for me within the walls of Mexico ai yet
But hope is a brave and cheerful friend. X
reflected that I had ever been known as a
swilt traveler. No man had ever quite kept
up with me in my journeys about the
world Why, then, should a woman? Still,
I made my way on foot, looking forward,
looking back, looking left and right, to tbe
massive stone hotel Iturbide hastily. X
surely might find some line or letter, if
nothing more at the hotel.
And those barefooted, cuder corgodaoa
running at my side! Each one had a rope
in his hand, and hunger was in every face!
Ah, even then, as X looked in their wan faces
acd deep hollow eyes, I ws building:
THE
building at the city -which the was to build
away out in the middle desert and sow the
teed of reform where it might take root and
grow to perfection before it could be choked
and sapped of its young life by the deadly
thistles, avarice and selfishness. Why, X
said to myself, shall these men who are so
eager to toil, be driven to this battling and
this bitterness among themselves? Surely a
government that compels this order of
things is a government to be despised.
And yet It was no worse than London,
Paris. St Petersburg. Only in these more
powerful cities the police were more numer
ous and vigilant, and hence the poor less
violent and noisy. The cabmen, carriers of
all sorts, were none the less bitter, destitute,
desperate in those Old World cities. They
were only more in subjection, thev were all
starving, struggling, robbing, lying alike.
Ab, the misery, the misery, the misery!
And yet, in'alHhese places, as all know,
there is a strata of misery still below even
this; The weak., at home in the alleys, in
tbe cellars, anywhere that they may hide
away, the bent old man, the pallid mother,
the helpless, hungry little bones at a million
breasts. All this shall be changed, X said;
and strong and resolute with hope X has
tened to the hotel, ran up to the desk and
demanded my letters.
Not a line. But the mails for tbat morn
ing had not yet been distributed. X waited.
Not a word from her. I appealed to Hope.
And like a banana tree that has been cut
down in the warm and watered sands, Hope
grew again from the same root, even before
the sun had set
Another day went by a week; a mouth.
No Madonna tor me!
Many a battle in my heart had X fought
all this dreary, weary time. Had X been
entirely selfish m this consuming desire to
seeher glorious face again? No; it was a
solid comfort to me every bonr now to reflect
that I had, even as X walked from the sta
tion to my hotel, thought of the miserable
corgodaros,who ran at my side and planned
for their Amelioration.
And yet X had to confess in these battles
and debates that were being fought out to
the end in my heart each day, that X alone
had not the courage or the capacity to go on
with the great work. I knew well that X
should faint and fall by the wayside, as X
had confessed to her I should, and only con
tribute another failure to the discourage
ment ot good men.
Another month two three half a year
and no Madonna. -Indeed, I found my
self calling her not by the name of Madonna
now, but simply Dolores, She wodld not
save the world she would not save even
miserable me. Fori felt myself growing
hard, bitter. Yet a single letter, a single
line even one little word would save me
from my baser self. She would not send me
even so much as one w6rd.
Strange that it did not occur to me that it
might be impossible for her to come, or even
so much as send the slightest message. Yet
I had been so accustomed to think of her as
so omipotent in all things at all times that
it would have been entitely out of character
to associate her with the impossible. I
would not surrender to the despair that was
in me; be beaten as X might in these daily
battles and debates.
I finally, with supreme effort, said: "Let
me make'myself more worthy; let me inform
myseli better concerning' the mighty .work
before us; let my suffering make me not
weaker, but stronget for the work; may be
by the time I had torn up selfishness by the
roots sbe will come."
And I think my life began to widen out
and to grow better from the day of ibis reso
lution. X gradually became a student, an
observer, and soon I began to see tbat X was
and had ever been not only very ignorant
and unohserving but very selfish; not only
very selfish but very vain, and eyen silly. I
took myself more severely in hand as I grew
stronger in the fight with myself; and X not
only never lay down at night without going
over all I had said and thought through the
day, but even laid down lines and laws
for tbe day following. This made less con
fusion and exhaustion of forces. When I
had a doubt about what to do, I turned back
in my mind to the resolution formed the
night before in the tranquility of my entire
self and following out what I had planned
was usually satisfied With whatever result
X made journeys round about to the little
cities of misery; each one a hell. And each
one might easily have been a paradise.
God indeed had made each place an Eden;
man had made each place a purgatory.
Yet the misery was no whit more in this
mild and fruitful clime of flowers than in
like little remote towns and cities through
out Europe, Asia and Africa. Indeed it is
safe to say that misery was much less consid
erable here. It was only in this newer
world less adroitly hidden away; perhaps
more conspicuous also from contrast I be
gan to spend my days amid the ruins .of
Tcohnican tbat reach for miles and miles
about tbe base of the vast pyramids reared
by the Aztecs to tbe sun and moon. This
place is some 20 miles from the City of
Mexico, beyond Tezenco, but as the trains
pass almost hourly through these ruins I
was enabled to return each night; and to
spend tbe night at the Hotel Iturbide; wait
ing, waiting, waiting for her.
Great museums of antiquities are here in
Mexico. Idols enough to build the walls of
a city, some of them as heavy as ten tons,
and all as hideous as heavy. Tbe mighty
and massive calendar stone, with the signs
of the Zodiac, not notably different from our
own, cut inches deep by the curious little
Aztec, who never knew what steel or iron
was till he felt its force in the edge of the
Christian's sword.
But the largest idol ever seen lies out on
the base of Popocatapetl, flat on its back in
a wooded gorge, staring forever up at the
sun and rain, and miles from the nearest
habitation. It is of granite, the primitive
stone oi Mexico, says Sir Charles Lysle, and
this primitive granite is so overlaid with
lava cow that granite is rarely found in all
this region.
This huge and hideous idol was the god
of the rains. Twelve openings in the belly,
from which waters were supposed to flow,
represent the 12 months. The head is hol
lowed, and flattened on top, X once spread
my blantet in this hollow head and spent
the night there alone, listening, listening!
This idol once stood in a mighty1 temple,
reared to the god of rain. The temple is
entirely swept away now. Not a vestige,
save this idol, remains. At and along the
base of tbe mountain here 17 churches were
reared from the ruins, which the natives
were compelled to drag down the mountain
for that purpose. Each one of these 17
Christian edifices stands in the midst of the
most piteous gathering of helpless, hopeless,
dispirited and despairing human beings to
be found on this continent The bells toll
regularly in each edifice, and so do the
priests.
Tbe idol can never be removed. It cannot
even be broken, by any modern appliances.
It is too massive.
All the earth below to Lake Tezenco and
up the mountain to the site of the ancient
temple where this idol lies is a succession of
terraces. To right and to left and far away,
all a succession of terraces, once tilled,
tilled and owned in common, by a contented
and a happy people. It is all a desert now,
save a few potato patches and hovels of
misery that are gathered about the gloomy
stone churches. No wonder that Columbus,
even so far back as when he was Governor of
Cuba, complained to his Queen that seven
out of eight of the Indians had been de
stroyed by the Spaniards.
What of the Astecs temples or pyramids
to the sun and moon? They are tremendous
masses of cinders and volcanic stone gath
ered from the fields round about That is
all. These pyramids cover several acres;
they are shapely, perfect in proportion, and
are much larger, at least the one to the sun,
than those of Egypt But they are not of
granite or any sort of hewn stone, as those
of the Orient However, the pyramid to
the sun is topped by a magnificent block of
granite with the figure ot the sun engraved
thereon. A similar block, though propor
tionately smaller, is found at the base of
the pyramid to the moon. But this one on
top of the "Temple of the Sun" was too
heavy for the ruthless Spaniard to remove,
and hence bas kept its place.
And the Egyptians, or at least tbe same
order of people, in some measure at least
reared these pyramids and built the miles
and miles of ruins that reach up and down
through the corn and cotton and cane fields
on every hand Here in Mexico. And how
do I know? Xiyen attentively.! I will tell
HTTSBUEG- DISPATCH.
you something thai yon have never known
before, even though you be the mos learned
man living. The negro was not unknown
to the pyramid builders here in Mexico!
Ride your mule up or down any of the little
gulleys or ravines that lie dry and . dusty
outside the cornfields and irrigating ditches.
You will hear something rattle, rattle as
you ride along clinck! clinekl cliuckl
This rattling something keeps clinking
against your mule's hoofs and against
itself as you ride along. This
is the rattling and the clinking of the heads
of little images, idols? gods? together! Get
down and pick up a handful of these little
heads. They are of terra cotta, not much
bigger than walnuts, and are not unshapely.
And now look closely at the handful which
you have fathered from the dust ot the
.dead. What do you see? A negro's head !
Whether he came by the way of buried
Atlantis, how he came, or where he came,
this is no time or place to say. I only say
that here you have in your own hand,
gathered from the dust of dead Mexico the
face of the Sphinx. r
And X only desire for a single moment to
call your attention to the fact that here lie
the ruins bf a city broader in area than any
city to be found on the globe to-day; a city
that was built by the people in common,
possessed by the people in common, owned
and controlled by the people in common.
Their creed, so far as we can find out, was
the creed of the Sermon on the Mount; cot
the creed of the sword and of selfishness.
CHAPTER VX
One montb, two, three more; and no sign
of Dolores. Wait a thousand years If need
be!"
X drifted down to Yucatan, studied the
ruins there for months, and then with wasted
strength returned, with but faint hope now,
to the City of Mexico. Not a line or a
sign!
I could not survive another year o! this;
nor another month. Life, a loosened and
careless cord, tuneless and without music,
now was slipping fast through my fingers.
Breaking away from my implied promise
to wait,for her to the end, more than the
oaths of ordinary men, I set my face for the
Old World, and began to search and to
search as eager and desperate men search
the diamond sands of Africa for the one
great treasure. No word or sign!
X even stood on the ruins of the upper
Nile; spent many nights there alone, hoping
that at least a lion might come. A tomb
and silence. That was all.
But man does cot die so easily as he
thinks; as he hopes.
After a few more yean of vain, and' at
last hopeless, searching again and over again
through St. Petersburg, Moscow, Jerusalem,
Cairo and Alexandria, I came back to my
own country, gathered up the broken threads
of my wasting life and resolved to provide
for and make less miserable at least one citi
zen myself.
Seneca advises that, if we nre not per
mitted to govern the State and make a
province less wretched, we may perhaps be
enabled to help the narrow circle of our own
neighborhood; but deprived of this, we have
the right, interwoven with a solemn duty, to
at least make ourselves content and healthy
in both mind and body.
Europe, meantime, was notably tranquil.
No more bombs in the streets; no more
beautiful women on the scaffold. Still that
long black line in the winter snows of Rus
sia, red now and then with human blood,
reached away toward the North Star. And
the world wrote about it, and t men read
about it, and women wept about it wrote
and read and wept, but that was all.
I kept an eye turned to the East, however;
waiting still, but waiting not at my post;
and with dull and cheerless' heart Xhad
my acre now, all in my own country, many
acres; and had many people about me who
worked, or rather rested. For reasonable
work is the only real reit And I worked
with them, of course. That was my right;
would you say duty? I bad groves of olive
trees, fruits of all sorts; and of my own
planting. God at the first was a gardener,
and He planted in His garden with'His own
hand "every tree that is beautiful to tbe
sight and good for food." And is man
better than God that he shall cot plant with
his own hand also? '
As X tended my trees one day, a man,
sunbrowued and serious, a broad-browed
man, patient, serene, imperial almost in his
equanimity and content, came to me and
would not go away.
I wanted to be alone. For somehow I had
been thinking of her. X wanted to still
think of her, and be alone to think. I had
been thinking of her almost constantly for
more than a month. Nowhere is something
strange. I have learned to know although
I had not learned so much then that when
I'think of someone often and almost all the
time that same person, dead or living, is
and has been thinking of me!
But as my serene and sunburned visitor
would not go away, but kept at my side,
helping to trim an olive tree now, then
giving some solid and useful advice, X per
suaded him to enter one of my cottages and
breakfast with me; for it was now past
meridian. He was hungry, and eat gener
ously of bread and fruit; but he would not
touch meat We talked a little of the ad
vancement of man, and a few of the higher
themes. But he did not seem to me as a
man who had a plan of salvation for the
race to recommend, as so many others who
came to me. He seemed to me rather in his
vast serenity to be very well satisfied with
tbe world as it was, and the present plan of
salvation also.
But when X spoke to him of the mysteri
ous disappearance of so many people from
our great cities, especially of the learned
and progressive people in Europe, his large
serenity seemed to be touched.
Yes, he knew all about this; "but there
were monasteries, monkish retreats, all over
the world, to say nothing of such homes
hidden away in the mountains like this one
of mine, where men might easily go to get
awav from the world they could not make
better."
And said he after a pause: "If the great
Charles of Spain could lay down his scepter
and take up the cords to do penance on his
bare back, what wonder if worn-out and
overworked men of to-day should disappear
by hundreds, even thousands, from their
cities and seek some humbler place?"
I saw little force in what he said, but did
not answer. And now may X note one thing
more in this train of dry and egotistic inci
dents already grown too long, before pro
ceeding further?
As this man talked to me, talked to me in
a very dull and indifferent way, too, as if he
had no concern at all, nothing to care for,
and above all nothing whatever to conceal,
I saw, or felt or rather X knew he was think
ing of her!
Hours and hours before this serenely sat
isfied sun-browned man opened his mouth
to speak of her X knew, knew as certainly as
I knew of my own existence, that he not
only was thinking of her but that he came
from her to me; and that he had a message
from her to me.
( To it Continued next Sunday.)
Copyright, 1890: by the Authors' Alliance.
how BAisrns abb made.
Those Dried While Still on the Vines Are or
the Best Quality.
St. Loan Globe-Democrat.
California is now making extensive ex
periments in the grape-growing districts to
ascertain the best methods of drying grapes
for raisins. Two methods are now prac
ticed. In one the bunch-stem is cut about
half through and the grapes allowed to dry
on the vine; in the other the bunch is re
moved from the vine and the grapes dried
in a drying house or in the sun.
The former produces the ,best raisins, .but
a great many are lost through the breaking
of the stem by wind, when tbe bunch falls
and it damaged; by the latter a quality ot
raisin is produced which will compare favor
ably with any European or Asiatic product
When the bunches are quite dry they are
dipped in a weak solution of lye made of
wood ashes, a little salt being dissolved in
tbe solution; they are again dried and
packed. Such success has been attained in
the drying that cot many'feart will elapse
re California will supply this country with
all the raltfus It needs. J- .
9pOT)A.Y, JANUARY
WHALEB0NE-IS HIGH.
A Gross of Stays Worth More Than
Their Weight in Silver.
THE CATCH SMALLEH EVERY YEAR
Only Wealthy Women Can Afford the Old
Fashloned Corsets,
HO SATISFACT0KI SUBSTITUTE MADE
rCOBBISFOXDEHCX Or TOT DISPATCHI
Netv York, ' Jan. 3. "Whalebone is
getting scarcer and dearer every year," says
an pldtime msnufacturer on Duane street.
"I have been at this stand for 26 years, and
my predecessor 25 years beyond that We
have seen the annual production of whale
bone fall from 1,000,000 pounds under the
oldtime sailing vessels with ancient appli
ances, to some 200,000 pounds under tbe
modern whaling steamers and guns. The
oldtimers had to sail around the Horn, too,
going out and coming home with cargo. In
those days the whalers laid the foundation
for ,a successful American navy. They
made the grand Republic possible.
"This failing off of the whale trade bas
greatlyenhancedthepriceof bone. The price
of whalebone from a mere trifle has gradually
risen to from 4 50 to $5 per pound. Yes,
we cau cow tell I just how many whales are.
tasen, ana can gauge tne supply pretty ac
curately, but have never been able to regu
late either supply or demand. We count
every Arctic whale worth about 1,500
pounds, though -they will run as low as 500
and as high as 2,000 pounds of bone.
THE SOUECE OF .SUPPLY.
"We depend upon the Arctic whale,
chiefly, though about one-third of the sup
ply is the Japan whale. The catch is usual
ly about 100 of the former to 50 orthe latter.
This last season only about 100 whales were
taken in Pacifio waters and but about 20,
000 pounds of bone from the Atlantic catcb.
The latter is by English vessels ot the Dun
dee fleet. You see it don't cut much of a
figure in tbe supply, and that we must ex
port largely to fill the foreign demand. In
fact, we export more whalebone now than
wa consume at home and the world's demand
has carried the price away up. W.haleboue
is probably higher priced, relatively, than
any other product that enters into so few
articles of commerce."
At tbis moment an employe brought down
stairs and laid upon the high wooden
counter, before the speaker, a small bundle
of whalebone made for dress waists about
36 inches long, for cutting to dress length.
"You see this gross of bones? Well, they
cost just ?25 to the Western jobber, They
will weigh less than so many silver dollars.
These are the best, and there is only one
house in the country tbat buys them and
that is in Chicago. You could carry $500
worth to the ferry under your arm without
attracting attention. -
"WHALBONE FOB WHIPS.
"No, the sperm whale has no whalebone.
The Japan whalebone is coarser grained and
is chiefly used in whipstocks. Very little
good whalebone goes that way now. Here
is the kind that is used in the best whip
stocks," exhibiting a bone about 11 feet
Ion? and a Quarter of an inch canare.
"That piece," continued the manufacturer,
"is worth fcl bo as it is, and, consequently,
the whip that is made out of it sells for a
good price. Many so-called whalebone
whips have only enongh whalebone in them
to swear by, not enough to make them
really valuable. There has been no substi
tute anywhere near equivalent to the real
whalebone article, because nothing has ever
been discovered or manufactured possessing
the samejstrength, lightness, flexibility and
wear.
"We get the whalebone in slabs from 5 to
12 feet in length direct from the commission
merchant whorepresents the vessel owners
on the Pacific coast. The vessels are those
of the San Francisco Whaling Company,
who have a fleet ot some 40 odd vessels.
That Company practically controls the
whaling trade now, although there are New
Betiford vessels in the business in the North
Pacifio also.
THE PEICE FLUCTUATES.
."A good many years ago the Massachu
setts Yankee had the whaling business all
his own way. Instead of the ldng sailing
voyages of those days the steamers land
their product at San Francisco and it is
Drought here by rail. As X was saying, it
comes to us in slabs of varying length, prin
cipally short and medium the extra lengths
being exceptional. We have to take it
short and long, and pay to-day $4 50 per
pound, cash down. X say to-day, for last
month it was $5, and to-morrow it might be
55 50 or $6. The price fluctuates worse than
the stock market, owing to the limited sup
ply and export demand.
"What is a slab? It is the natural divis
ion of the whalebone in the whale's mouth.
They are close together in the jaw, feather
edge up that is, this edge with coarse hair
ou it and the whole forms a sort of an im
mense sieve, through which tbe water filters
like the gills of other species of fish. There
are about 300 of these thin plates or slabs in
the'mouth of a full-grown whale. Many
people have an idea tbat whalebone comes
from the fins and tail, or ftom some particu
lar region of the body; but it doesn't, as
they might, indeed, easily ascertain by a
look at the unabridged.
MONOPOLIZED BY THELADIES.
"Perhaps the whalebone trade, aside from
tbe fluctuations in price, is the simplest
business in the world, considering that all
the civilized world uses tbe article. There
are but five manufacturers in New York
and two iu Boston. That is all in this coun
try. We are simply manufacturers tbat is,
we plank down $10,000 for a ton of raw ma
terial, and split it up and prepare it for the
market The articles into which it enters
are so few and tbe space the material occu
pies is so small, that the questions of ma
chinery, freight and storage do not enter into
tne business.
"The bulk of the whalebone crop is mo
nopolized by the fair sex. It always bas
been and always will be so. Outside of the
stays we make this round, fine stuff you see
here" showing a small bundle of bones
about the size of 22-gauge wire and Quite as
smooth and round "which is 52 inches
long, fo'r use in silk mills where ribbon is
manufactured. They use it for the edge of
the ribbon in weaving. The same grade
and finish is used in the best silk hats in the
sweatbands. Both are new uses of the
whalebone. It is rounded thus by being
drawn through a hole in steel, being split
square and then put through a smaller
and smaller hole until perfectly round and
smooth. When X add whipstocks you've
got the whole business.
SUBSTITUTES FOB THE BOXB.
"Corsets? Yes, corsets and dress stays
take up, practically, the whole supply. Yet
fully 90 per cent of corsets are braced up
with something else. The growing cost of
whalebone has placed a first-class corset out
ot the reach oi most women. Add to tbe
price of the raw material tbe manufacturer's
price, the jobber's, the retailer's and the
dressmaker s, and you will get what the cus
tomer has to pay.
"When X went into the trade, women used
to wear hoop skirts of whalebone. Your
sisters used to wear them? Exactly. Now
such a skirt would cost as much as a good
dress. It was also largely used in um
brellas, and a good many other things.
Pretty soon only rioh women can afford
whalebone corsets. The substitutes for
whalebone are many, but none of them com
bine tbe qualities of the real article. One
substitute is horn, and it is largely used be
cause the customer is deceived, believing it
to be whalebone, or that one bone is as good
as another. Here is a specimen. You see
it Is nearly of the same color, but is slick
and limber and has no grain. You can't
split it Heat or cold will cause it to map
in two.
A THICK Or THE TEADE.
"That is made in France by some French
tiwcets. It was ooce a part of the horn
4, 1891
of a Texas steer, was shipped to France,
madejinto an imitation whalebone and sent
back here, paid'duty'and is sold to Ameri
can consumers, very often as real whale
bone. '
"The greater part of the export is of the
raw material, although we manufacture
considerable for the foreign market They
can really manufacture cheaper than we
can, but the cost of manufacture is not of
serious account We' have customers in
Paris, London, Berlin and aU the European
capitals. Your fine Parisian corset or dress
waist usually has American whalebone
stays. Tbe -whales were killed in North
Pacifio waters, the bone shipped across the
continent from San Francisco, split up
here, shipped to a Parisian jobber, sold to a
Parisian dealer, from him passed into the
hands of a French modiste, sold to the
American tourist millionaire and brought
back to be worn in New York, Boston or
Philadelphia or, perhaps', San Francisco,
where it was originally landed from the
whaler. The man who puts his arm around
a lady of any capital of the world generally
rests it upon American stays from tbe
mouth of the Arctic whale though he
probably doesn't think much about tbat at
the time."
A EELIO OP EAELY HUNTING.
On the office wall of the whalebone man
hangs a curious memento of the old whaling
days of 40 years ago. It is a "slab" of the
bone about 6 feet long on which is etched a
series of scenes representative of the perils
of whaling. There is a fnll rigged whaler
under full sail, an attack upon a blower by
the ship's boats, a counter attack of the
whale upon the crews wlthvtbe smashing of
the boats, and a wide ttretoh ofjugh sea
fading away to a distairfikh? X. The
whole thing seems to WV1t nted
with a pocket knife.' and5yfv"seI'-eef
artistic as well as pracn3?SS?tfIt
was done by a whaleC,11 SAd been,
'round the Horn Yvt1h?M i?d vent'
around never to coma B,i. , ,,. Wew Bed
lord home. . ij .
"That was in this flfe(l.H,i,,.-J wa a
boy," said the nttX?5af belon
to the past The whajf.L ?, joining
it and the man who OViTtlhr o
fast as they have beegfoiri' the "'
25 years and I live $fflh toft iflj
see the time when a averageyearlf catch
will not make a fat woman. 1 corset!
QoCABLES T. Mui811'
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THE SI
(LATEST
3-OJ CHIAPAS
4
Placed In Bond;
t-A
-hjParrat-
Kept
Philadelphia
A svstem olineonape. or siaverr: is ex-
tensively carrisd obMUj Chiapas, Mexico, and
its workings ire'hoyel and interesting. The
slaves nearly all-aoijfroia the middle class
of Spaniardt-aad-rejj.Indians,;Bs is gen
erally suppWcdSiTB tMnal;custom'is for a
family wl3m'Svyrboyto;5 io or 14
years of ajejo take the child-to,. tome plan
tation ovyJjfe9BsSJ'ftfeelass and
propose;hat u inau taTa'posiawas serv
n ?nndition that andTahcd-of $10 or
15 'modfc.to thwarents.
, Thf contract also generally stiptJatet that
the ciiiitt BbaUaweiTeTf'certaiB- amount as
", nd4biw-shil-beplaced to its
Medfc until thSri5has been
paihetfiheAijdv.agn"6:, -
thebhildwloVcW aWe t0
eari4jaoremofae3r?aUy'iojtVlapPen8
in neidTeveryease, apply for mow moneT
thupBMiojyaiedebr.- Vnentbe child
becomes ofage it-ceaerally-osks lor money
forits own personal use, and thus biund to
its Imaster it must continue in slavery until
debt it paid.
ok as If Sugar Making Is the
Farmers' Salvation.
St. Loots Globe-Democrat. '
The time is coming when the West will
produce as much if not more sugar than the
South, and tbat sugar importation will ab
solutely cease. X was through Kansas this
fall and found many places where tbe re
turn from sorghum was far higher per acre
than from corn. Since then X have been
through Nebraska and the Dakotas,and the
thousands of pounds of beet sugar produced
was a genuine surprise. At one factory
alone they are turning out over 200 barrels
a day, and there other concerns nearly as
large.
The beets seem to take to the toil, and the
product per acre is enormous, while the
sugar is splendid. It has been successfully
demonstrated again and again that the
fatmer cannot live by corn or wheat alone,
or by the two combined for that matter, and
it looks to an unbiased traveler as though
in the West and Northwest hundreds of
acres will soon be devoted to beet culture,
and that big money will be made by the
men who make the ventnre.
ANCIENT PLAYING CABSS.
Carious Designs That flourished at the
Beginning of the Century.
St. Louis Post-Dispatch,
We are glad to give our readers, and par
ticularly the card-loving public, an idea
how cards looked at the beginning
of the present century. At the com
ing in -of the new year .cards of
this kind were gotten up in the form
Eight o Spades.
ot almanacs, and upon each piece oi paste
board was printed a suitable rhyme, some
what after the fashion of the more or less
seasonable and appropriate verses that ac-
Seven of Clubs.
thtf
v
I BEETS IN THE NOBTHWESX
ItBgwno to
company the months in almanac editions of
the present day. To-day thess card alma
nacs are great curiosities, and the exceed
ingly original samples which, we have
cbosen for 'our illustrations show the taste
of that period, and the.prediliction of the
public, for everything that vat Ortittio in
tht WAVOf-fc CBtw, i . . Jp.
DEFYING OLD BOREAS.
Electric Bailroad People No Longer
Afraid of the Winter.
TflE EXPEBIEKCE IS P1TTSBUEG.
A Prospect for Cheaper and Better Tele
phone Facilities.
THE THEILL ON THE WIKES'A FEAUD
rrBXPAEXD TOSTHX EISPATCn.l
The conduct- of the numerous electric
rajlroads id the Northern States as well as
those in the Southern States, aboTe the lice
of heavy snow, hat been watched very
closely this year by electrical engineers and
street railway managers. Last winter the
weather was generally mild and open, and
therefore, it was argued, a fair trial had
hardly been given the new system; although
as electric roads have now been in opera
tion in this country for five years, the re
mark was not exactly pertinent Still there
has been a desire -on all sides to see the
large electric roads go through the severest
kind of ordeal that a sharp winter could
submit them to; and during the past month
the wish has been amply giatified.
It may be stated that the results so far re
corded have been very satisfactory in the
main, showing that the electric cars, with
their 30 and 10 horse power of motor, will go
through any snow bnt such as would stop a
steam locomotive. Where the street rail
ways are equipped with electric snow plows
and snow sweepers, and the tracks have
been cleared -promptly, service has been
maintained with remarkable regularity.
Tbe roads have, in fact, suffered less from
snow than from the falling across their
wires of the fragile telegraph'and telephone
circuits, -which succumb so quickly to wind
and snow that in Pittsburg no fewer than
1,000 of the telephone wires went down at
once. In Boston the electric car service
was well kept up, heavy as the snow was,
and in many other places the successful
dealing with snow was found to be largely
a question of energetic management and
quick grappling with the difficulty.
Some of the roads that thought they could
get along without snow plows have
changed their minds,but not one of them re
ports any dissatisfaction with electric power.
On the contrary, a road has just been started,
in midwinter, as far up north as Winnipeg,.
in the firm belief that electricity is the only
motive power that can do work there at inch
a season.
One strong point that has been borne in
upon the minds ot managers of tnowed-up
horse roads is, that while their horses have
be,en feeding in the stables, with full at
tendance, and earning nothing, the electric
road plants, under jimilar circumstances
cost practically nothing, all the stationary
machinery being at a standstill; and tbat it
is also much more expensive to dduble up
teams on less frequent horse cars than to
keep all the electric cars going and to give
them all the current they want for heavy
work, by simply putting a few more hun
dred weight of coals under the boilers.
Beasoning of this kind must behaving some
effect for December with all its heavy snows
and financial depression taw1 more activity
in electric railway work than any month ot
the year. At the present moment over 100
new electric roads are to be built, several of
which represent an outlay of $1,000,000 a
piece.
The Telephonlo Situation.
Of one thing the telephone subscriber may
rest assured, and that is that from cow ou
he will see a very marked improvement in
the telephone service, and probably, by and
by, a reduction in the rates. The expira
tion by 1893 of the earlier telephone patents
is beginning to agitate the minds of many
capitalists and others who know how rich
the harvest of telephony has been, and as it
takes years to get a good exchange system
in working order, one hears already of
movements that tell of taking time by the
forelock in this matter.' A signiflcent inci
dent occurred a week or two ago in one of
the inland towns of New York State, where,
on the proposition being made to cut down
some disused telephone circuits, the owners
objected strenuously. Tbey said tbat when
the courts Btopped them on, the ground of
infringement of patent they cut the wires at
both ends, so that there was no danger.
Moreover, as soon as the chance offered, and
they were free by the lapse of the Bell pat
ents, they would resume their work, start
another exchange and give the people the
benefit of lower rates.
It is not to be supposed, however, that the
telephone people anywhere are sitting still.
The telephone ranks, when the business was
started,were largely recruited from thecmore
pushing, ambitious and enterprising young
operators in the telegraph field, and those
men, experienced cow and rich with money
they have won for themselves, will make a
strong fight to hold the fort They see tbat
even without patents; the telephone ex
change work is in one sense a monopoly,
because it is silly and useless for a sub
scriber to be connected up with two ex
changes, when what he wants is one "cen
tral" through which he can reach every
'body. The local telephone companies ail
over the country are building fine new ex
changes, improving their facilities, and
putting their wires underground, so that
when tbe evil day comes, they can turn to
their own advantage and to the discomfiture
of would-be competitors the popular cry
against overhead wires.
Concurrently with this local improve
ment, long-distance telephone wires are be
ing extended everywhere, connecting these
exchanges and their groups of sub-offices, so
that even now one vast telephonic network
covers the most progressive parts of the
Union. It is expected and predicted in
some quarters that the Western Union Com
panv will be one of the first to jump into
the rincr. and it has many incentives to do
so, but seeing that its old compromise with
the American ueu company arises it suu,
000 a year, for which it does nothing abso
lutely but set still, it is not unreasonable to
suppose that some fine day or other another
compromise will be tried. This, however,
will not prevent very active outside compe
tition, and even if it did, there' is all the
endless work to be done in equipping fac
tories, offices, hotels and dwellings with tele
phones to take the place of the time-honored,
universal but inadequate bell and speaking
tube.
Lato Scientific Theories.
A paper on "The Evolution of Electric
and Magnetic Physics," recently read by
A. E. Kennelly before the Brooklyn Ethi
cal Association, contained in a condensed
form much of the most advanced thought of
some of the foremost scientists oi the day.
Mr. Kennelly said that in electro-magnetic
science the great achievement since Fara
day's time bas been the determination of
the tact tbat all electricity flows or tends to
flow in closed curves or circuits, so that the
electrostatic circuit, the galvanic circuit
and the magnetic circuit.each resembling,
as it were, an endless chain or a bundle of
endless chains, have all been defined, and
the laws which control their respestive
types have been found to exhibit wonderful
analogies. (
Another important lanomars in tne do
main of electro magnetism is the due ap
preciation of the influence of the ether.
While originally the electrical activity
seemed to be confined to the battery or con
ducting wiret of a galvanic circuit, it is
now believed that the ether surrounding
these conductors plays fully as active a part
in the process oi conduction, to that the
mind sees free space no longer void, but
filled with an active and responsive sub
stance, the ether. Once more in the evolu
tion oC thoOeht the tide of belief has turned,
and we hold that Torrjcelli, under some
what altered premises, that ''Nature abhors
a vacuum." The properties of the eiher al
most threaten to surpass in interest and im
wtM tht ptopiiliM of th aaatttr itta-
virone-and pervades. Mr. -Kennelly drew
attention to the pregnant fact that -the evi
dence in favor ot the proposition thit light
is a vibratory disturbance in the ether of-an
electro-magnetic nature, is such that almost
amount to demonstration. When this shall
be generally accepted the whole domain of
optics and radiant energy will be enrolled
as one department and property of electro
magnetic physics.
The prospect opening out is a brilliant
one, and we may well believe that in science
the same evolutionary process which has
united electricity and magnetism, and
Welded both with' radiation, will continue
to magnify, simplify and unify. In arts
electricity is destined, even apart from
future discoveries, to take into its own
hands the distribntion of power. The tele
graph has conquered time, and the electria
motor is born to triumph over space; but
whether we watch the vibration ot the teleg
raphic recorder that spells its message
across the sea, or watch the electric car,
urged by invisible hands, pursue its stealthy
way, the rhythm io words of Buskin rise into
recollection: "Not in a week or a month or
a year, but by the lives of many souls a
beautiful thing must be done."
The Thrill Along the Wire.
Patrick B. Delany, the well-known teleg
rapher, 13 inclined to the belief tbat tha
"thrill along the wire" which a' telegraph
operator says has been felt when working
with a certain operator, while with others it
is absent, is very much a matter of imagina
tion. In summing up the various consider
ations bearing on tbe subject, Mr. Delany
says: "X have been thinking backward
over the many years and wires covered by
my own experience as a telegraph operator,
looking for 'thrills,' a9 it were, but I am
unable to join in the liberal corroborationof
tbis operator's experience which his story is
said to have brought out. If he had said ha
was thrilled by a first-class ligb tning sender,
and was able to take the sending and put it
down, X would go a long way in hi3 direc
tion, lor there is glory in being able to tell
great seqder to 'go when he inquires after
an hour's silence on your part: 'r-u tr?'
But I was never thrilled, like the man who
started this discussion, in working with an
inferior operator. I have been strongly in
fluenced under such circumstances, bnt not
inthe way he describes rather more in tbe
line oi murder."
Telephone TVork In Japan.
The telephone is making steady progress
in Japan. As exchange in Tokio was
started about a month ago, and the number
of subscribers is rapidly increasing. Tha
annual subscription is about $32 in Tokio
and $28 in Yokohama, anywhere within the
limits of the towns. These exchanges were
established, under the supervision of S. Oi,
a Japanese electrical engineer, who visited
this country last year. In a letter on tha
subject, he says: "That I have been enabled
to finish the exchanges successfully is prin
cipally due to the kind assistance X had re
ceived in the States, in making investiga
tions in the various exchanges."
Telegraph. Statistics.
In view otthe fact that the statistics on
the use of the telegraph during the year
1890 in the various European countries will
shortly be published, it is interesting to
note that the number of telegrams for every
100 inhabitants during 1889 is as follows:
Great Britain, 163; Prance, 88; Germany,
45; Italy, 26; Austria, 20; Hungary, 19;
Eussia, 9. For 1888 the figures are: Great
Britain, 110; Prance, 80; Germany, 42:
Italy, 30; Austria, 22; Hungary, 19;
Bussia, 9.
Catting Veneers by Electricity.
The cutting of veneers is now done by
electricity. 'The yeneering machine, instead
of cutting or shaviog around the entire cir
cumference of the log, as usual, takes a thin
slice from the flat side of it - The logs ire of
any diameter, and are cut intolengths often
feet The veneering cutting knife is fixed
between two parallel shafts, and the log is
carried up and down in front ot it with a
circular motion by revolving cranks, slid is
fed against the knife by a ratchet and pawl,
in the ordinary manner.
Electric light as a Protection.
The city of Appleton, Wis., is be lighted
by electricity. In this there is nothing re
markable, but the reason given for tbe reso
lution of the City Council on the adoption
of the electric light is an entirely novel one
being that better light than gas is required
from the fact tbat at present to many women
are insulted nightly in the streets.
WHISKY 0? THE CHINESE.
It Is Served In Pots and Taken From Caps
About IJke a Doll's.
Hew York World.j
Chinese whisky is a strong, yet cot un
pleasant liquor, distilled from rice at least
so the story runs. It is brown in color and
not "heady," but you will find your spirits
rising and will be inclined when you have
consumed a great deal of this fluid to make
the most extravagant demonstrations of
good feeling. You will be gay without
knowing why, for your head will be as
clear as a bell.
But alas for next morning. The China
man usually drinks a pot of this with his
dinner. It seems odd to see whisky poured
out of a tall, earthern-ware, much be-pict-ured
tea pot Where more than two persons
are dining the liquor is poured from the pot
into a large bowl, and dipped up as each
feels inclined, in tea cups, which are about
tbe size of those generally found In a doll's
tea sit Each holds about as much as the
smallest.pony glass, in which cordials are
served, and there are a dozen of these to
potful,
THE LT7SHAIS ABE TOEABY.
Fngii.T. Troops Necessary to Bepress HottUa
Actions In Barman.
Bt. l,oalJ Globe-Democrat.
England has again found it necessary to
send a small force np to the highlands above ,
Chittagong, east of the head gulf of the Bay
of Bengal, to repress hostile demeanor on
the part of some of the Eushai tribes in that
region in mountain and forest The chief
admitted that he had intended raiding the
villages on the banks of the Tyao river, but
being told it was British territory, he
promised to abstain from, doing so.
The sitnation of these tribes in 1889
was very different; they were
A. Native Zvshai Soldlet.
then allied with the marauding Chins of tne
Burmese northwestern frontier, and the
method adopted for the subjugation of both
enemies simultaneously was by two separata
columns of troops, one. ascending the rivers
from Chittagong through the Lujbal coun
try, the other, in upper Burmah, advancing
westward to meet it from, the district! which
had been molested by the hostile Chin tribes,
to as to effect a junction, forming a line of
military posts or forts guarding tht whole
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