T5P5S Wm M5TWKV . "sO1 - y THIRD PART. . THE PITTSBURG DISPATCH PAGES I7 TO 20. A UNO 0FSIIIS1E That Smiles a Welcome to Tour ists Who Flee the Rigors of Northern Winter. THE DELIGHTS OF CUBA. BaTana as Hnch Given Over to Gayety and Pleasure as Paris. THE OVERLAND TRIP TO MATANZAS Description of the Great Bill Fight GiYen on New lear'a Day. A SPORT WITH SCAECELT. AKT DANGEE tCOBEZSrOSDKSCE OP THE DISPATCH.! Steamship Mascotte, Jan. 8. WE of the States know very little of onr neighbors in the 0 V 2 Test Indies, and yet mere is no direction we may tarn that will bring us so soon into a civilization totally different from oar own as the way to Cuba. The tourist beaten haunts of Eu rope can show no more thoroughly un American city than Havana, and now that winter travel sets in in so strongacurrent toward Florida, and the Plajit Steamship Line has brought Havana within less than SO hoars from Tampa, there is reason to be lieve that many more of onr floating popu lation, winter birds of passage, will avail themselves of a week in this quaint, wicked old city. Summer visitors to the Maine coast re sorts will recognize an old friend in the trim steamer Olivette, which plies between Boston and Bar Harbor in the summer and Mobile, Tampa and Havana during the winter months. She and her sister ship, the Mascotte, manage three round trips a week. Not the least interesting feature of the voy age will be found to be the stop of five or six hours in Key "West This little island of tobacco factories is the last patch of the United States, and its population of near 15,000 cicarmakers will turn out in large proportion to greet you at the dock. Lile seems not to be spiced with too abundant variety in their community of 1 square mi le, so that any whiff from the outside world is hailed with delight. Docks Cleared With, a Hose. "When the Plant line first began to make this port they had difficulty in landing passengers or cargo, the crowds pressed so eagerlv around the gangways. Alter re peated and ineffectual attempts to clean the docks, the ship's crew turned the hose on them, and as there is nothinc a Cuban I (tbey are nearly all Cubans in Key "West) tears more than a bath, the way was soon clear. Since then the crowds'are less per Vistent.but the docks still swarm with them, snd a motley appearance they present. Uvery imaginable shade of color and cast ol Castillo dtl Morro features: Spanish, American. Chinese, Cuban, Indian, Mexican, Negro, and the sjme in every incalculable degree ol inter mixture. You may take a carriage if you wish and ride all over the island in an hour, but it will not be specially pleasant, as the streets are inches deep with dust, for although they have water all around them in Key "West they have none to waste on the streets, and seldom have rain in winter. Arriving in Havana, you are struck with the beauty of the harbor, and it may not be generally known that the sugar, tobacco and fruit trades make this the sixth com mercial port in the world. For beauty and scenery it is unsurpassed: its narrow mouth is effectually guarded by the forbidding, though ancient, walls of Castillo del Morro; on yonr left stretch graceful plm-grown hills, while on your right lies the city of Havana, a magnificent panorama in water colors. A "Wonderful Harmonious Picture. The prevailing style of architecture is that of Southern Europe, houses square, with a profusion of courts and arcades; the walls are of stone, covered with stucco and painted in a charming variety of pale greens, yellows, pinks and lavenders, and the whole, bathed in the morning sunlight from across the bay, presents a wonderfully harmonious picture. The courtesies of the docks are extended only to Spanish vessels, and the Olivette will cast her anchor in the center of the bav, surrounded before her screw has stopped churning the waters by a myriad "guad anos," small craft ot awkward design, vieing with each other for the privilege of carrying off passencers and luggage. Eughsh speaking couriers from the leading hotels come aboard the vessel, and yonr only care will be to point out your luggage and you will be spared the gentle harrass ments of customs officials, cab drivers and all similar nuisances; and while this paper is not designed as an advertuement of Havana hotels, it will be allowable to say that in no city in America or in Europe will the entertainment of guests be so carefully aud successfully looked alter as in Havana. Connected with the leading hotels are in telligent aud obliging interpreters who make it their cheerful business to show you to places of interest, put you in the way or economic purchases, talk Spanish for you, guard you Irom imposition, and, in short, e that your stay in Havana is so pleasant that you will come back again. A Paris "Without Its Elegance. Cubans are proverbially slow, and may well be bo, as their coldest weather in January is as balmy as our temperate June; and if moist is as sultry and yet the man ner of life in Havana is aiivthin-hut !? it is Pans in a cruder form; Pans without its elegance and with all its vices. It is the life of the cile and the amusement hall. From 7 to 9 each morning there is miliary music & ol and a parade drill on the "Prado," near the centerot the city. The business of the city is transacted between the hours of 11 and 3, and at nightfall the city is given over wholly to the business of pleasure. "Within a stone's throw of each other are theaters galore, where may be heard Span ish opera, French opera, Italian opera, to gether with drama, pippit show, circus, dime museum, can-can and every variety of stage performance. All night long the streets are noisy and rife with people. In one respect, however, we still excell them in the States; there is very little drunkenness; much wine drinking, but their bartenders seem not to have reached the proficiency of our ail-Americans in concocting mixtures of unadulterated badness. As for tobacco, everyone smokes in Havana, men women w ...,. ,-,... .j.'l-jjir u ' n, -won. 'Cf,r-dSr- "A VMrYC'" SCENE ON THE "WAT TO MATANZAS. and children. Every room is a smoking room, and every car a smoking car; and yet a second-class car, bine with the billows of smoke, is not so offensive as many a street corner in Pittsburg, for there seeniB to be no bad tobacco used in Havana. It is like the Irishman's whisky "There's no bad whisky." Tobacco Comes "Well Taxed. But unless you have a national bank be hind yon, you will best not load your trunks too heavy with Havana tobacco when you return to the States, for thanks to Brer Mc Kinley the tariff is something appalling. One recent passenger on the Mascotte, brought in, in bis satchel, cigarettes that cost him $1 in Havana. The tax demanded was 530 30 only 757 per cent of their first cost. But we are getting away from Havana; there is much there to see that is beautiful and interesting; the crumbling old wall that once marked the bounds ot the city, but now runs zigzaging through it; the church marking the spot where Columbus knelt to hear the first mass read in the New World; the great Cathedral where, the Cubans will tell you, rest the ashes of that same Colum bus, and they look hurt if you don't be lieve them; the botanical gardens, and grounds of the Captain General's summer palace, where may be seen artificial grottos and waterfalls, majestic palms, and a pro- .lusion of brilliancy and foliage that is only possible in this land or perpetual summer. All about them, on leaves, tree trunks, everywhere, you will see the graceful little chameleons peeping shyly at you from safe cover and hurtling away to absorb the color of some other hiding place. Then there are charming drives by the coast, and novel bathing pools (exclusively for the convenience of visitors) cut in the solid rock in the surf. There is no beach, and these unique substitutes combine the functions of bath and thumping machine, for tbe surf breaks over them in such force that the victims arc pommelled against the sides mercilessly. -A Trip to Matanzas. But a visit to Havana will not be com plete without a day at Matanzas and a ride in that novel vehicle, half cart and halt buckboard, the "volanta." The ride there by rail, 85 miles, is one oT increasing inter est to Northern eyes; cactus hedges, gay with morning-glories, make a pleasing change from our endless barb wire fences; beyond them waving groves of royal and cocoanut palms lift their graceful heads, often to a hundred feet. Thatched .cottages are ap proached by stately avenues that a palace might nvy, while around them are caught, most unexpected ghnfpses of Cuban life. Little brown cupids, as devoid ot covering as a Mexican do, run out and gaze anxious ly after the whirling train; others are play inir on tbe soft black ground while their parents are at work, and their look of per-4 tect neaitn ana contentment suggests a more intimate relation with the soil than we wearers of store clothes are apt to keep in mind. Kich valleys present a waving sea of sugar cane, its light green flanked in the distance by dark mountains. Along the road, almost in reach of your hand from the car window, bananas are growing and ripen ing in wild luxuriance. There are many quaint things too; yon porker, haltered and hitched to the lence, suggests different customs from thoseprevailingat home; these squalling, fluttering chickens, carried through tbe train for sale at bjck country stations, indicate that "Puck, Judge, Life, l 11 .1-n In. apt nnklin.llnna " linn. .... monopoly on the traveling public in all 1 parts of the world. This man with a glossv fighting cock under his arm, bedecked with gay streamers, will put him in the "pit" shortly and bet all his doubloons on him, and so many curious things divert the at tention that the two and a halt hours to Matanzas seem but one. A Panorama of the Tropics. Arrived there, the points of interest are two, the Grumuri "Valley and the Caves of Bellaniar. The former is a circular valley, 15 miles across, and viewed irom tbe eleva tion or 500 leet, presents a perfect panorama of living green. The beholder is struck with his inability to take it all in; the eye sweeps over farms and gardens, villages and hamlets, plantations and lorests and every where rests on tbe same profusion of trop ical verdure. There are many places where it is possible to see farther, bnt few. where it is possible to see so much. Five miles distant, and on the opposite aide of the city are the wonderful caves ot Bellamar, stretching along by the sea for more than three miles. Those who have seen our own most celebrated cayes of Vir giniaand Kentucky find these fully as in teresting, and manv of the chambers are in deed resplendent with gems and pillars, but entrance is made from tbe level gronnd by descending artificial stairways, and after breathing tbe hot, humid air of the cave for half an hour, the return climb ii exceed- riJTi 1 eJ BIDING IN THE VOLANTA ingly exhausting. Long-before the weary victim can sniff the fresh air from above, he finds himself trying to recall what it was Virgil said about "Descensus averno faciiis." etc., but the "wav out" being the rub of it. A Most Novel Vehicle. But the interest of the day culminates in the volanta ride. The construction of the machine is simple enough, consisting of an enormous pair of wheels more than six feet in diameter, drawn by extremely long, springy shafts; between the shafts is swung, on leathern springs, an ordinary phaetbn box, which swiugs and careens, when not loaded, ia such fashion that you think you would be shaken to pieces in it. But when you are comfortably settled and go swinging over roads with rocks and gullies in them ii iVij that make passage by an ordinary carriage simply impossible, you know you would be shaken to pieces in anything else. And now the reason for the big wheels a ppears; the roughnesses of the roads are reduced in effect in proportion to the big ness of the wheels, and jolts are so diffused by the springy shafts and leather springs that all the occupant feels is an easy swing ing motion. The horse is harnessed to the very ends of the shafts, ten or a dozen feet in lront of you, and the driver rides another by bis side. The road to the caves is spe cially rough, lyinfc over the uneven surface ol a lava bed; your time is limited, and the tough little Cuban stallions, almost at a run, whirl you over the rocks at a pace that would make a Pittsburg fire engine hang its head for very shame. The return to Havana may be made tbe same day, and the tourist get: back feeling that he has seen more in one day than he will ordinarily see in a week. The Day of All the Seven. The Cnbans have no Sunday; that is, Sunday with them is the weekly holiday; all their sports are held on that day, bull fights, baseball and horse racing; and if this happens not to consist with yonr ideas of Sabbath observance you will not see the Cuban temper. Cuba in gala costume, un less vou chance to be there on some national holiday. The recent New Year was cele brated'in Havana by tbe greatest bull-fight ever seen in tbe place, and "Havana was happy. "Six bulls direct from Spain 1" was the English of the exclamation heard every where about the streets. Americans in the city, of course, all went "to see what it was like," and it was noticeable that tbey soon found oat; nearly all came away in disgust, some of them in as short a time as five min utes. Come in with the crowd and we will see it for ourselves: The amphitheater ot three stories, inclosing a sandy arena of perhaps 125 feet in diameter, will seat nearly 15.U00 people; 10,000 or 12,000 have already taken their places and the shady side is densely packed, lor although it "is the 1st day of January the alternoon sun is beating fiercely on the less fortunate occupants of the east ern side. You are surprised to notice that there are few women present, scarce one jn a hundred; bat boys by tbe scores, little fellows, almost babes in dresses. The band plays bright Spanish airs, bnt their music is almost drowned by the cat-calls and fish horns of the eager crowd. Long before the baiting begins crowds of bnzzards dot the bine sky as far as the eye can see. "Evil birds," they know well what a gathering in this place means, and hover over it with grewsome suggestions. Poetry ot tie BuH Fight. Pesentiy all eyes are turned toward the gaily decorated box opposite the en trance; "La Grau," master of ceremonies, is entering. He rises smiling, waves a white kerchief, there is a dash of music, the galea are thrown back and a snperb black horse leaps into the ring. Bravo I He is well' ridden, and of excellent mettle; curvets, backs, rears, plunges, all in the rythm of the music; bends his graceful knee and sa lutes, before the decorated box. Now, there is a blast of trumpets, tbe band plays mar tial musio and the gaily costumed "mata dores" enter, 10 or 12 in number, followed by two mounted "toreadores,"' with long, blunt pikes. All advance and salnte in courtly fashion. But look again; can these gaudy, tinsel-bedecked, villainous-looking tellows be the grace) ul toreadores of picture and spng? Are all tbe red mantles of our Spanish fans so tawdry and faded as these? And the horses, arc these spiritless, blind folded street-car hacks the fiery stallions we have so fondly imagined? But there is little time for reflection, the black horse and hii rldar hava diliDnear-rl and at the same momentj. from the .opposite I Wh ere Columbia Beard the Firtt Mast. PITTSBURG, SUNDAY, side, with a snort and a bellow, the bull rushes in. As he enters the arena a gaj rosette with streamers is pinned to his back, over the hips, by a barbed dart, and in furiated by the dart he dashes into the little crowd opposite. In a twinkling the mata dores are safely over the fence, and he charges the horsemen one after the other, but tbe long pikes hold him off. Tbe mata dores venture back into the arena, flaunt their flaming mantles before him and worry him with darts. His fury increases, the awkward pike fails to ward him off, and in a moment HI Horn is Burled in the shoulder of one of the trembling horses. The crowd veils with delight. Tbe red mantles are flung in his very face and be tarns to scatter his tormentors. Bat look, he dashes suddenly aside and plunges his horn into the bowels of tbe other horse; surely they will lead the poor wounded things awav and end their misery; but no horrlblel tbe staggering beast, bis entrails dragging in the sand of the arena, is beaten and clubbed toward the infuriated bull. And the absurdity of it all is, that so far me norses are tiking .11 tno nsss; ior now they are both down, and as they fall, the brave toreadores step gaily off and clamber over the fence into safety, while the bull's born is still buried in tbe quivering horse. At least, their misery is now ended, and you feel that you could see their riders gored with far better grace. All this has taken but a few moments, and the ball is fresh as when he entered the arena. Sharp-pointed swords are now brought in, and the real work of themata dores begins. The red mantles are again flaunted, and behind them now are the bright blades; as the bull comes on, a skill ful thrust will reach his heart But the matadore misses bis aim, he is down, the crowd rises and sways, their voices drowned by tbe blare of trumpets; tbe bull stands over him with lowered head, and in an in stant he will be pinned to the groundl But no, his comrades run to his relief, another red mantle diverts the bull, and the fallen hero jumps up and gets over thefencewith only his corslet ripped. The Final Scenes. The next thrust is more skillful and the bull sinks to the ground. Gayest music plays; prancing horses, bedecked with streamers, are hitched to tbe expiring bull and mangled horses and draw them gaily a few times around aud out of the arena. Bat come away; there will only be a repeti tion of these sickening sights. Five more bulls must wreak their fury on wornout norses, only to be themselves dragged out at last, before the sand of the arena will be red enough to satisfy this howling mob And what sense is there in it all? "What sport, even if hardened to the cruelty? In the old days of Spain, when trained and eager horses were used, horses that entered into the spirit of the combat and could meet the rashes of the bull, even vaulting over him if need be, it is conceivable that men inured to crueltv could watch such a contest with intense interest; but here it is all different. "Wornout, almost worthless, horses, that never saw a bull with out a yoke, are bought up for the purpose, brought in blindfolded, and the whole affair is childish in tbe extreme, amounting sim ply to awkward, bungling butchery. "As you leave the disgraceful scene your passport attains to increased respect in your estimation, and you are profoundly grateful that your citizenship is in a land where such usel-ss cruelty, so degrading a spectacle, would not be tolerated for a moment. There are many other features of Cuban life and Cuban customs that intensify this feeling, and much might be said of her re lations with Spain, and the oppression she endnres from the mother country, bnt all these in no way Interfere with the enjoy ment and interest of a winter week in her summer clime. "W. CUPPING IK BTJSSIAN PBISOHS. A Curious Custom byWhlch Old Criminals AVenge Imaginary "Wrongs. A eurious phase of prison life is exhibited by a Moscow paper. It often happens that a respectable man is confined in prison for a few'days for some slight offense. At times even an elder of a small community must submit to such a penalty for what the Bussian law calls a neglect of dnty. Such a person is retained in a large room together with a lot of obdurate criminals, who are either awaiting trial or sentenced to be put at hard labor in a fortress. "When tbe respectable prisoner comes among them they begin to press bim for "alreat of good fellowship." He must send for a bottle of brandy. If he is not as liberal as they want him to be, they harass and torment him. Should he mate a threat to complain be fore tbe authorities of their conduct, tbey immediately decide upon performing on him the "operation of cupping," as they call it. The poor fellow is then stripped naked, stretched on a bench and held fast HIb month is stuffed with a rag so that his cries cannot be beard outside. A spot on his breast is made wet, and one of his tormentors rubs it with his un shaven chin until the skin becomes red. Hereupon another one slaps thespot With his flat hand with all his might A large blister immediately appears on the wounded place. This is what thev call setting a cup. Six or eight snch "cups" are sometimes set on the breast, the sides and the back of the sufferer, so that he is unable to lie down for several days. In some instances more serious injuries are caused by the blows he receives. TEE AKGEUTS BELL. Something About the Custom Portrayed In Millet's Painting. New Enjtl&nd JUagazlne.l The Angelas is a prayer to the Virgin, introduced by Pope Urban II. in 1095, as an intercession for the absent crusaders. It begins with tbe words, Angelus Domini nuntiavit Marise The Angel of the Lord announced unto Mary. Then follows the salutation of Gabriel Ave Maria, etc The prayer contains three verses, and each verse ends with the salutation, Ave Maria; and it is recited three times a day, at the ring ing of the Angelus bell, so named from the first word in the prayer. After the crusades, the custom languished until, in 1327, Pope John XXIIL ordered all the faithful to recite an Ave Maria at each ringing of the bell. He announced an indulgence for each recitation. Other names are the "Aye Maria Bell" and the "Vesper Bell." Two Pensions for One "Widow. New JTork Tribune. 3 "I have," saya a Maine pension agent, "what I consider a fanny pension case on hand. Several years ago X secured a pen sion for a soldier of a certain regiment and company, and then, after his death, I se cured a pension for his widow. Now she comes to me to help her secure another pen sion as the widow of another member of the same regiment You seethat since I se cured her first widow's pension she had married a comrade-in-arms of her first hus band, and now that he, too, is dead, with a frugality and economy that is commendable and according to Scripture, she ia applying for the second pension. I have never known exactly a similar case." In a Mongolian Restaurant Etiquette must be observed in Chinese restaurants. For example, when you drink tea you must pour out a little into the cup, rinse it around and empty it upon the floor. Whether this libation is a precaution in be half or cleanliness or "whether some god roust be propitiated, I know not, and it is" needless to ask questions about it, for upon all points pertaining to hit own life and cus toms John Chinaman is strictly non-com-mitaU JANUARY 18, 1891. WITHOUT A MEMORY. A New York Business Man Who Has Lost the Precious Faculty. DOESN'T'KNOW BIS OWN NAME. J The Loss Grew Gradnally From the Ordi nary Absent-Mindedness. . A JOKE THAT PE0TED MOST CRUEL rconmspoNDKKcE or tub dispatch. 1 New York, Jan. 17. "Just think of a human being absolutely without a mem ory!" remarked a friend the other day, dis cussing a work of Charles Dickens', in which is depicted an imaginary character ot that kind. "I do think of one nearly every day. I have a servant with so short a memory that she cannot do anything twice consecutively the same way. She sometimes makes excel lent bread or biscuits, but never twice or thrice right along. It is as uncertain as the turn of a card. Sometimes she salts the vegetables, sometimes she doesn't and some times she salts one dish and not another, and then, again, she forgets she has seasoned anything and salts them all around again, for luck. It would be an even bet whether the roast will come ont half raw or dried into a tasteless knot. Yet she has a mem ory, such as it is. I am not speaking of short memories, ior memories are but rela tively long and short They begin some where and end somewhere in a myth ol tangled recollection and forgetfulness. No Memory at All. "Thers is a man in New York who has no memory at all none at all I" "Insane?" . "No; sound of body and mind." "Idiotic?" "Not at all. His fncnltien prrpnt In this one particnlar, are quite asgood as your or my faculties. The imaginary character created by Dickens is not a marker to this man of real, modern every day life. The only thing like memory he possesses is habit He goes to bed and gets ud and eats and goes to business and comes home from habit though of course, he is never trusted abroad alone. He knows where to get off the cars from habit. But the question as to where he lives, or what street it is where he is to get off, will confnse him at once He cannot tell. He can sign his name to apears and seems to understand what they are about, by instinct, though he is no longer trusted by his partners to do anything of the kind where the matter is important except where tbey know it is all right Bemove the papers and ask him what they were about and he couldn't tell you. A business letter before him he seems to comprehend at a glance, but he couldn't turn the letter up side down and remember the name of the writer not even long enongh to address the letter. Began in Absent Mlndedness. "No; It didn't come all at once. His friends noticed it beginning several years ago. Then it was called 'short memory,' just as you hear many people spoken of. Some call such a man absent minded. One day he would get off the elevated at Bector street and go np to his old office one he had not occupied for six months and not discover his mistake until be walked into a room full of strangers. His office is on Broadway near Cortlandt Another time he would be met on Broadway inquiring his way to tbe postoffice, like any stranger. "His friends made light of it at first, and occasionally guyed him terribly. They wonld get fellows to meet him suddenly and ask him where Broadway was,, aud though, he might be standing on that great thor oughfare at the time the chances would be that,he could not at once answer correctly. Then they'd inquire where he lived, and sometimes he couldn't say. A confused loon would always creep over hiS face, some thing like the look of a puzzled child, and the sweet smile of helplessness that would follow was enough to disarm criticism. He was always gentle and polite in his manners. For this very reason he was likely to be stopped anywhere by strangers or others who sought information, though he endeav ored to avoid such things as much as possi ble. Forgot About Washington. "One afternoon he had paused in front of Benedict's to set his watch which he often forgot to -wind up. The usual knot was there on the same or a similar errand. An old gentleman turned to him and inquired: " I beg pardon 'but will you are yon a New Yorker?" " 'I yes yes, yes,' was the hesitating reply. " 'Ah, then you can tell me where "Wash ington's headquarters used to be? They were down below here some place.' " 'Washington? Washington?' repeated the poor fellow, that puzzled expression settling down over his fine face 'What business was he in?' "Tbe stranger studied that face a moment with a suspicious frown, then burst out laughing. The New Yorker hurried away. But the fanny part of this infirmity passed with the rapid increase of the cause. Among his friends it ceased entirely with the fol lowing incident: Tbe office clerk and a jolly client made a bet of a dinner and a bottle one day that the 'Man Without a Memory,' as he was now called, could be taken 'round a block and lost. They caused him to expect an appointment in Chnrch street, and took him by messenger over to Beaver street in tbe crooked vicinity of Uelmonico s ancient residence. It was in exactly tbe 'opposite direction from Church, bat being in company ot a guide he didn't notice. The Joke Got Serious. By instructions be was to be le't on a cer tain corner, and these instructions were car ried out by the messenger. The agreement was that if the man without a memory got back before tbetclosing hour the jolly client was to pat ap tbe dinner,, and if he didn't tbe clerk was to do so. Tbe latter was ac customed to tbe eccentricities of his em ployer and deemed the proposition that he could be lost anywhere in New York absurd. Nevertheless, these practical jokers waited patiently until the hour ex tended the time once, twice, thrice then, rather nervously, went to dinner. "The next morning a note from the wife of the man-without-a-memory awaited the clerk's arrival at the office. It stated that her husband bad not returned the night be fore, that he was not accustomed to remain away from home over night, aud inquired whether he had been called ont of town, and, if not, at what hour bad he left the office. This created considerable uneasiness at the office and steps were at once taken to ascertain the whereabouts of the missing partner. The uneasiness was immeasurably increased upon the appearance of an even ing paper containing the following state ment: Got Into Police Court. A well-dressed gentleman, about 45 years of age, was found wandering about the lower East river docks, apparently demented. When ques tioned by a police officer, or whom he had In. qolred the direction of Broadway, he was un able to give either his residence or place of business, or even bis name. He was taken to the station boqso and searched. He bad a valuable watch and chain and some money on his person, but nothing could be found to indi cate bis identity. The strangest part of ic Is that tbe man talked rationally enough. He had probably been sandbagged and had not recov ered from tbe effects of the blow. He was locked up for the night At the Tombs this morning he was still unable to give an account if himself, and after a private examination by tbe justice be was remanded. "That is our manl" exclaimed his part ners, and they hurriedly drove to the station house. Sure enough, it was; but so changed they scarcely knew him. She ex perience and anxiety of the preceding 24 hours bad aged him ten years. He seemed to have turned grayer and to have lost tbe gentle expression usual to him. He recog nized his partners at once and called them by name, and through this contact with fa miliar faces remembered hii own. What memory he had left seemed to be solely through his eyes. And, if you can call that -a memory, it is all he has to-day. The Story Kept a Secret "Well, they took him back to the office and telegraphed his wife that he was there and was all right and wonld be home to din ner. She does not know to this day of that day lost in the streets of New York and of that night in the station house. Nor does her husband, for that matter. "The gentleman's doctor says that it is the most singular case he ever came across in his extended practice. The man seems to retain his naturally fine mind in all re spects as perfect as ever it was. Only in this particular faculty does it differ from the minds of well-educated business people. But in this respect it is an absolute blank. I say absolute becanse what a man sees is really not a matter of memory, and in our aanynabits we do many things automatic ally, as a man walks in his sleep without an effort of memory. A Very Simple Test "To further illustrate my meaning, let me remark that in this case you can write your name on a sheet of white paper and show it to him but turn that sheet upside down, even in his presence and right before him, and he cannot repeat the name. It is the simplest test of memory, perhaps, that could be suggested. Another thing. I said he could tell the street at which to get off the cars', while he couldn't remember the number of the street. Yet, if you drew his attention away from the street so that he couldn't see the familiar landmarks he wouldn't know where he was. "A good many efforts have been made to reawaken this dormant faculty, but thus far without satisfactory results. He is natur ally somewhat sensitive about his failing and shows a growing irritation toward those who try experiments with him. Terrible? Well, I shonld say it was, at least to us who love to dwell unon the beautiful and roman tic days of childhood and young manhood. Yet it is not nearly so terrible as it seems to us. "What the Loss Means. "If it came suddenly and without warn ing it would be thus terrible, just as sudden blindness, deafness or dumbness might be terrible. When a man grows gradually blind or deaf bit by bit, day by day, year by Tear, by graduations so slow as to be'imper ceptible, it is not so awfully hard to bear. Plenty of people are undergoing that all around us. To have your memory destroyed by a single blow, wiped out absolutely, as vou might rub the figures from the slate, as it were by the swoop of the hand that would be terrible. "The idea of not being able to remember the time when you played marbles, the school and college days and friendship, your early loves aud courtship, your children who have lived and died, even the names of those who are anxiously awaiting your re turn home at night, seems terrible enough when you fully comprehend what such a loss means. But if this loss is but a more rapid and certain daily growth of what comes to most of us before we reach the brink of the grave well, what is the difference? Only the degree of forgetfulness and the time ot life in which it strikes us!" Chables T. Mubbat. THE ACCIDENT OE BIBTH. The Utile Circumstance That Determined a City's Location. According to a Seattle man, it was a ease of necessity when the city Tacoma was lo cated on Puget Bound. "The Northern Pacific," he said to a New York Trt&une writer, "was obliged to reach tidewaterwith its-Western line by a certain date. The financial flurry came on and it was difficult to raise the funds necessary for the com pletion of the road. Yet large land grants and heavy subsidies were dependent upon the reaching of salt water by a certain date. It was the intention to place the Western terminus of the Northern Pacific far to the north and west of the present location, but in snite of the untiring efforts ot financiers in the Fast and engineers in tbe West it was seen that the point selected could never be reached in time to save tbe lands and fnnds dependent upon reaching salt water. The management of the road ordered the engineers to push toward the nearest point on the sound without regard to the ter minus." SOBBOWS OP THE JUGGLES. His Most Difficult Feats Often Fall Flat on the Audience. Cinquevalli, the French juggler, sayi, in the San Francisco Examiner, that it is hard to tell what is his most difficult trick. "As a usual thing," he goes on, "the easiest trick is the most showy and gets the most applause, while come very difficult feat 'will not get a hand,' as we say. For in stance, the trick of throwing a potato in the air, dividing it with one stroke of the knife and then catohing tbe two halves. one on the fork and one on the knife, is perhaps the most difficult, and took me nearly two years to learn. It is so quickly done, however, and apparently so easy that an audience cannot appreciate it before it is over. Let me purposely drop tbe potato and catch it on the knife blade just as it ii only an inch from the floor and they burst into applause. It is so unexpected. Two others of my most difficult tricks, one, bal ancing a cigar on top of another on my fore bead and tossing it irom there so that it turns oyer once and falls point first into a cigar-holder in my mouth; the other, whirl ing a hoop in my right hand with glass of water balanced inside its rim, and passing two balls through it with my left hand, have been watched with stolid indifference by an audience that went wild over juggling two platesdn the air, one of the simplest ot tricks." . "Where the Crooks XJve. Cincinnati Enquirer. 1 "If they would look in some of these neighboring towns," remarked an ex-detective, "tbey might find a few of the crooks who have been tearing the city wide open. A shrewd burglar or thief selects a place as his home. While there he is as innocent as the most honest citizen. It stands him in hand to be so. He's got to live somewhere. O" course, the authorities know his calling; Generally bo keeps tbe Chief of Police posted as to his movements. There ii a tacit understanding that if 'protected he will do nothing wrong at home." Glass of Water in a Hoop. - 4 1.. 1 A ROMANCE OF LIFE WBITTZX TOR Author of "Songs of the Sierras," "Songs of the Sun Lands," "Life Among the Modocs," and Other Poems and Stories. STNOPSI3 OF PKEVJOUS.CHAPTEBS. Tbe author meets the Princess, who Is the heroine of the story, In Poland. Her father bad been sent to Siberia by tbe Czar. She dreamed ot revenge; but at last, giving that no, deter mined to build a city which should be a model to all mankind. She and the autbor travel through 5?.8.?0 'J Land and into Egypt, but finally select an oasts in the desert of Mexico for the city. V hile tbey are at Cairo, Alexander is killed. .Russian spies are on the Princess' track, and sbe bids the autbor go to tbe City of Mexico and there wait for her. The author waits for years at the City of Mexico, and at' last a messenger from the Princess comes to him. He takes the weary watcher to the city in the desert which has been built while be waited. It is a place of rare beauty, perfect In everything. Glass is utilized inmost wonderful ways. No one works more than two hoars each day. AH are vegetarians. The author meets the Princess again and becomes her guest of honor. Much time is spent in studying the ideal community. CHAPTER X By degrees I came to be more with her now. "These things I constantly wonder at here," was my remark to her one morning after I had studied the place and her achievements well for a week. "The mar velous growth of your groves aud city, the law and order and the larger intelligence of your people." "In the first place, to answer you in your order, we have here 365 days in the year in which to toil, fashion, build. Beside that, these trees, plants, cereals, and all things that spring from the earth have 12 full and fervid months in which to grow; while in most places they have bnt about four, six or seven at the farthest So you see that we have three or four times as many days and months in the year here as in other places. All that this desert, so called, was waiting ior came whe'n we brought the rain and bed water down from the trout streams or from our artesian wells at the mountain base on every hand. The water followed these channels and furrows down ..V OKOUP OF GRAY through the dust and mudthe dust was watered, the mud was drained, all through the same force, and in this same furrow we planted the banana slip, the olive branch, the mulberry tree, and all sorts of trees from all lands. Then we had only to widen and duplicate the furrows and then sow them with rice, then dam the furrow and it was flooded and brought to perfection without further effort Cane, wheat, maize, corn, all things under the sun, in fact, came to us and nourished us almost without a stroke or bit of help from onr hands." "So it would seem," I said, as I glanced ont through the glass palace over the bound less sea of green. "And now here is one thing I must beg you to note distinctly. We not only have had all the time that God' has given us because of a kindly clime, but we have husbanded it We have cherished and housed and husbanded time as others do gold." I looked into her glorious face inquir ingly. "I will explain," she said. "Civilized man, so called, spends his time in watching his fellow man. How many men in 11 is really at work? Onel Yes, in the greatest city on earth, London it takes ten men to watch and keep tbat one man at work. In the country the proportion ot workers and watchers is about evenly divided. Some times these English take it in their heads to bang one of their number. They actually spend a lifetime, or what would fully ag gregate a long lifetime, in taking that one man's life. But we have no police, no judges, no juries, no clerks, no jailers, no loafers or idlers, indeed, of any sort, set to watch ourselves. So you see we have to ourselves all the time that God and a genial clime oan give. And this answers, in some sort at least, your first inquiry." "As for the second, our law and order, we found that here; here with these savages, so called. It is true they had only the germ: we have given tbe germ growth. They had laid the keel of our ship of state. We" have helped to launch it, that is all. "You see, the Indian is and always was," she went on, "the truest and most perfect communist All tbe lands, horses, products of the field, chase, everything indeed but the bow in his hand and the blanket on his back was as much the property of his broth er as himself. And so there was no stealing; there was no temptation to robbery or mur der for money or property. With this mill stone of temptation taken from about a man's neck see how tall and erect he could stand. Take away the temptation to lie from the clerk who sells goods, from the eroceryman, the politician, the preacher, who begs his bread from behind his broad cloth, the priest, all people, in fact, who live in idleness upon the toil ot others, and see what a Ions; and a strong step forward man has made and how little friction will then --kwv -vc2kvx. , -.";- y v- ' ' diS-'- " I CAME TJPOK A AS IT MAT BE MADE. THE BISFATCII be fonnd in the machinery of law and order. "And, now as to the third object of your wonder," she said, "we had, as you "well know, long contemplated a colony in Pales tine, but we finally saw that this would be only a garden for the thistles, and when the crisis came we were quite ready. I had the material for the new order of things ready at hand, so far as brave hearts and ready hands could make it All we had to do was' to transfer ourselves to tbe spot where we were to set up our tabernacle of pure worship, like the Pilgrim Fathers. True, we were not nearly so numerous as now, but all the time almost daily onr friends have been coming; and now, of course, since all things flourish so wonderfully, they will come in astonishing numbers. And they will be, a they have been from the first, of tbe very best on the broad earth; men and women who believe in man and bis glorious destiny; men and women who care for man and are content to let God care for himself; men and women who dare not presume 10 speak for God, but keep silent and let bim speak lor himself; men and women who de voutly adore all that is good and beautiful; lovers, believers, men and women who here have time to meditate and to see more clearly; men and women who, with tbat dignity of soul which is the only true ..'V" l--v AL -:s&: AND SEEENE MEiT AND 'WOMKS. humility, and tbat humility of soul which is the only trne dignity begin to see, and to say lovingly one to anbther: The infinite God is the aggregate man." CHAPTER XL One day in my quiet rounds through this new Eden on earth, and when qnite alone, I came upon a group of gray and serene men and women of most venerable aspect They were cathered in a grove by a fountain near a field of corn. Not far away were herds of cattle ruminating on the sloping brown hills. Farther on and still up toward ths higher lands were flocks of sheep, white and restful as summer clouds. As I approached this quiet group of ven erable people, they, rather by act than word, made me one of their number, and I sat down in silence on a little hillock of wild grass in the shadow of a broad palm tree. How perfectly serene, how entirely satis fied tbey all appeared. How unlike ths garrulous and nervous and never-satlfied old women of the social world in the great cities in which I had dwelt, were these tranquil and serene old women here. They were beautiful women, beautiful in body as in sonl. Tbey literally made me in loya with old age, even before tbey had opened their lips to speak in their low sweet fashion of tbe beautiful, beautiful world about them. And these benign and restful men herel I began to recall the old men, old beaux roues, whom I had continually encountered in London, Paris, Borne; their wigs, pow der, paint; their terror at the approaches of time, their dismay at the thought of death; their lies, the lies on their lips, the lies in every act of their lives; their lustful lies to women, their foul and most despicable ex istence! Ah, mei thought I, why may a man not grow in grandeur as be grows in years like the mighty trees of a forest? Is a man leu than a tree? Shall a man who is made ia God's image- make himself less than a tree that is cat down at will? "We meet here, or in some other like pleasant place, daily," began one of tbe mos venerable men, "to take lessons. We are children at school you see," and he smiled pleasantly on the group of gray heads under the palms round about "But you have no books." "We desire thought, rather than books, If Shakespeare found In the books of hii day only words, words, words, what shall be said of the books now that deluge the earth daily?" "But we have books," I protested, "every now and then that gleam like lightning through a cloud." "Yes, there are veins of gold ia almost every mountain, gleams of light In almost ;. every storm cloud as you suggest; but'why.'-1 have the storm at all why labor with ism' jaoButun. ox 01a rrei or tua iijtaj iross, 1 1 i J& 1 J I -l 4 - vW
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