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A STORY OP FANCIFUL ADVENTURE.
.. WBrOTX FOB THE DISPATCH
BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON,
Author of "Dr. Jekyll anil Mr. Hyde," and Other Notable Works,
Besides Stories and Letters FromAhe
South Seas.
SYNOPSIS OF TKEVIOUS CHAPTERS.
Keawe lived in the island of Hawaii. One day be amred in San Francisco with $30 In his
pocket. He admired the beautiful hons, one in particular. The owner of this invited him in
and sold him the magic bottle for his 150. This bottle granted it, owner's erery wish save that
of prolonged life, on condition that if tho owner died with it in bis possession he should bum in
hell forever. Keawe soon rerrotted his bargain, but could not get rid of his bottle. Then, de
ciding to take the good along with the evil, he wihed for himself a beautiful house. After hav
ing all his heart could wish lie sold the bottle to Liopaka. Soon after liu fell in love with beauti
ful Kokua, but when about to marry her be finds bohas contracted leprosy. Then he starts to
buy back the bottle tbat the Imp may cure him. The bottle could only be sold for less than the
owner paid for it. Lopaka had procured his every wish and sold it. Then the bottle passed from
hand to hand, and when Keiwehnally found it the price was 1 penny. Though he knew ho
could not sell it for less than a penny, Keawe purchased It. was healed and married his love.
But the prospect of eternal damnation made him unhappy. Kokua learned the secret of the
buttle, and together they went to another land where there were coins of less value than the
penny Keawe paid for tbe bottle, hoping to dispose of it. But no one would believe their story
and tbey could cot sell it. Then Kokua determined to buy the bottle herself, thus saving her
husband.
CHAPTER IV.
She was a deft woman with her hands,
and was soon appareled. She took in her
hands the change; the precious centimes
they kept ever at their side, for this coin is
little used, and they had made provision
at a government office. "When she was forth
in the avenue, clouds came on the wind, and
the moon was blackened. The town slept,
and she knew not whither to turn till she
heard one coughing in the shadow of the
trees.
"Old man," said Kokua, "what do you
do here abroad in the cold night?"
The old man could scarce express himself,
for coughing, but she made out that he was
old and poor, and a stranger in the island.
"Will you do me a service?" said Kokua.
"As one stranger to another, and as an old
man to a young woman, will you help a
daughter of Hawaii?"
"Ah," said the old man, "so you are the
-witch from the eight islands? and even my
old soul you seek to entangle. But I hav:
heard of you, and defy your wickedness."
"Sit down here," said Kokua, "and let me
tell you a tale." And she told him the
story of Keawe from the beginning to the
end.
"And now," said she. "I am his wire,
whom he bought with his soul's welfare.
And what should I do? If I went to him
myself and offered to buy it he will refuse.
But if you go he will sell it eagerly. I will
await you here; you will buy it for 4 cen
times, and I will buy it agaib for 3. And
the Lord strengthen a poor girl!"
"If you meant ialsely ," said the old man,
"I think God would strike you dead."
"He wouldl" cried Kokua. "Be sure he
would. I could not he so treacherous. God
would not suffer it."
"Give me the 4 centimes and await me
here," said the old man.
Xow when Kokua stood alone in the
street her spirit died. The wind roared in
the trees, and 'it seemed to her the rushing
of the flumes of hell; the shadows tossed in
the light of the street lamps, and tbey
seemed to her the snatching hands of evil
ones. If she had had the strength she must
have run away, and if she had had the
breath she must have screamed aloud; but
iu truth she could do neither, and stood and
trembled iu the avenue like an affrighted
child.
Then she saw the old man returning, and
he had the bottle in his hand.
"I have done your bidding," said he, "I
left yocr husband weeping like a child; to
night he will sleep easy." And he held the
bottle forth.
"Before you give it me," Kokua panted,
"take .the good with the evil ask to be de
livered iroin your cough."
"I am an old man." replied the other.
"and too near the gate of the grave to take
a favor from tho devil. But what is this?
'.Vhv do vou not take the bottle? Do you
hesitate?"
"Xot hesitate!" cried Kokua. "I am only
weak. Give me a moment. It is my hand
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resists; mv flesh shrinks hack from the ac
cursed thing. One moment only!"
The old man looked upon Kokua kindly.
"Poor child!" said he, "you fear your soul
misgives you. Well, let me keep it. lam
old, and can never more be happy in this
world; and as for the next "
"Give it me!" gasped Kokua. "There is
ynnr money. Do yon think I am so base as
that? Give mc the bottle."
"God bless you child," said the old man.
Kokua concealed the bottle under her
holoku, said farewell to the old man, and
walked off along the avenue, she cared not
whither, for all roads were now the same to
her, and led equally to hell. Sometimes
she walked, and sometimes ran; sometimes
she screamed out loud iu the night, and
sometimet lay by the wayside in the dust
nud wept. All tbat she had beard of hell
came back to her; she saw tho flames blaze,
and she smelt the smoke, and her flesh
withered on the coals.
If ear day she came to her mind again and
returned to the house. It was even as the
old man. said, Keawe slumbered like a child.
Kokua stood and gazed upon bis face.
"ifow, my husband," said she, 'it is your
turn to sleep. TVhcn you wake it will be
vour turn to sing and langh. But lor poor
Kokua, alasl that meant no evil lor poor
Kokua no more sleep, no more singing, no
more delight, whether in earth or heaven."
With that she lay down In the bed by his
side, and her misery was so extreme that she
fell in a deep slumber instantly.
Late in the morning her husband woke
her and gave her the good news. It seemed
he was silly with delight, for he, paid no
hecd-to her distress, ill though she dissem
bled it The words stuck in her month, it
mattered not; Keawe did the speaking.
She ate not a bite, but who was to observe
it? For Keawe cleared the dish. Kokua
saw and heard him, like some strange thing
in a dream; there were times when she for
got or doubted, and put hands to her brow;
to know herself doomed and hear her hus
band babble, seemed so monstrous.
All the while Keawe was. eating and talk
ing and planning the time of their return,
and thanking her for saving him, and fond
ling her, and calling her the true helper
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after all. He laughed at the old man that
was fool enough to buy tbat bottle.
"A worthy old man he seemed," Keawe
said. "But no one cau judge by appear
ances. For why did the old reprobate re
quire the bottle?"
"My husbiiid,"said Kokua humbly, "his
pumose may have been good."
Keawe laughed like au angrv man.
"Piddle-de-deel" cried Keawe. "An old
rogue, 1 tell you. And an old ass to boot.
For tbe bottle was hard enough to sell at
4 centimes; at 3 it will be quite im
possible. The margin is not broad enough;
the thiugbegius to smell of scorching brr-r!'
said he, and shuddered. "It is true I bought
it myself at a cent, when I knew not there
were smaller coins. I was a fool lor my
pains; there will never be fonnd another;
and whoever has that bottle now will carry
it to the pit."
"Oh, my husband!" said Kokua, "U it
not a terrible thing to save ourselves by the
eternal ruin of another? It seems to me I
could not laugh; I would be humbled; I
would be filled with melancholy; I would
pray for tbe poor holder."
Then Keawe, because he felt tbe truth of
what she said, grew the more angry.
"Heighty-teiglity," cried he. "Xou may
be fille I with melancholy if you please. It
is not the mind of a good wife. If yon
thoueh" at all of me you would "sit
shamed." '
Thereupon he went out; ami Kokua was
alone.
What chance had she to sell the bottle at
3 centimes. None, she perceived. And if
she had any, here was her husban ' hurry
ing her away to a country where wasDOtbing
lower than a cent And here on the mor
row of her sacrifice here "was her husband
leaving her and blaming her!
She would not even try to profit by what
time she had; but sat in the house, and now
had the bottle out and viewed it with unut
terable fear, and now with loathing, hid it
out of sight
By and by, Keawe came back, and would
have her take a drive.
"My husband, I am ill," she said, "I am
out of heart. Excuse me, I can take no
pleasure."
Then was Keawe more wroth than ever
with her, because he thought she was brood
ing over tbe case of the old man, and with
himself, because he thought she was right,
and was ashamed to be so happy.
"This is vour truth," cried he, "and this
your affection 1 Your husband is just saved
from eternal ruin, which he encountered for
tne love ot you and you can take no pleas
ure! Kokua, you have a disloyal heart"
He went forth again furious, and wan
dered in the town all day. He met friends
and drank with tneni; they hired a carriage
and drove into the country, and there drank
again. All the time Keawe was ill'at ease,
because he was taking this pastime while his
wife was sad, and because he knew in his
heart that she was more Tight tban'he, and
the knowledge made him drink the deeper.
Now, there was an old, brutal Haole
drinking with him, one that had been a
boatswain of a whaler, a runaway, a digger
in gold mines, a convict in prisons. He had
a low mind and a foul mouth; be loved to
drink and to see others drunken, and he
pressed the glass upon Keawe. Soon there
was no more money in tbe company.
"Here, you," says the boatswain, "you
are rich, you have been always saying. Xou
have a bottle or some foolishness."
"res," says Keawe, "I am rich. I will
go back and get some money from my wife,
who keeps it."
"That's a bad idea, mate," said tbe boat
swain. "Never you trust a petticoat with
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dollars. They're all false as water; you keep
n eye on her."
Now, this word stock in Keawe's mind,
for he was muddled with what be had been
drinking.
"I should not wonder but what she was
false, indeed," thought he. "Why else
should she be so cast down at my release?
But I will .show her that I am not the man
to be fooled. I will catch, her in tbe act"
Accordingly, when they were back in
town, Keawe bade the boatswain wait lor
bim at tbe corner by the old calaboose, and
went forward up the avenue alone to the
door of his house. The night had come
again; there was h light within, but never
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Keawe Looked Through the Doorway.
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sound; and Eeawe crept about the corner,
opened the back door softly and looked in.
There was Kokua on the floor, tbe lamp
at her side; before her was a milk-white bot
tle with a round belly and a long'neck, and
as she viewed it Kokua wrung her hands.
A long time Keawe stood and looked in
tbe doorway. At first he was struck stupid,
and then fear fell upon him, that tbe bar
gain had been made amiss and the bottle
had come back to him as it came at San
Francisco; and at that .bis knees were
loosened, and tbe fumes of the wine departed
from his head like mists off a river in the
morning. And then he had another thought,
and it was a strange one tbat made his
cheeks to burn.
"I must make sure of this," thought he.
So he closed the door and went softly
round the corner again, and then came
noisily in, as though he were but now re
turned. And lo! bv the time he opened the front
door no bottle was to be seen; and Kokua sat
in a chair and started up like one wakened
out of sleep.
"I have been drinking all day and making
merry," said Keawe. "I have been with
good companions; and now Ionly come back
for money, and return to drink and carouse
with them again."
Both his face and voice were stern as judg
ment; but Kokua was too troubled to ob
serve. "You do well to use your own, my hus
band," said she, and her words trembled.
"O, I do well in all things," said Keawe,
and he went straight for tbe chest and took
out money. But he looked besides in the
corner where they kept the bottle, and there
was no bottle there.
At that the chest heaved upon the floor
like a see-billow and the house span about
him like a wreath of smoke; for he saw that
he was lost now, aud there was no escape.
"It is what 1 leared." he thought "It is
she who has bought it." And then he
came to himself a little and rose up; but the
sweat streamed on bis face as thick as tbe
rain and as cold as the well water.
"Kokun," said he, "I said to you to-day
what ill became me. Now I return to house
with my jolly companions," and at that he
laughc'd a little quietly "1 will take more
pleasure iu the cup if you forgive me."
She clasped his knees in a moment, she
kissed his knees with flowing tears. "01"
she cried, "I asked but a kind word!"
"Let us never think hardly of the other,"
said Keawe, and was zone out of the house.
Now the mouey Keawe had taken was
only some of tbat store of centime pieces
they had laid in at their arrival. It was very
sure he had no mind to be drinking. His
wife had given her soul for him; now he
must give his lor hers; no other thought was
in'the world with him.
At the corner by the old calaboose there
was the boitswain waiting.
"My wife has the bottle," said Keawe,
"and unless you help me to recover it, there
can be no more monev and no more liquor
to-night"
"You do not mean to say you are serious
about that bottle?" cried tbe boatswain.
"There is the lamp," said Keawe. "Do I
look as if I was jesting?"
'That is so," said the boatswain, "You
look as serious as a ghost."
"Well then." said Keawe, "here are 3
centimes; you must go to my wife in the
house, and offer ber these for the bottle,
which (it I am not much mistaken), she
will give you instantly. Bring it to me
here, and I will buy it back from you for 2;
for that is the law with this bottle, that it
still must be sold fora less sum. But what
ever you do, never breathe a word to her
tbat you have come from me."
"Mate, I wonder; are you making a tool
of me?" asked the boatswain.
"It will do you no harm if I am," re
turned Keawe.
"Tbat is so, mate," said the boatswain.
"And if you doubt me," added Keawe,
"you can try. As soon as you are clear of
the house wish to have vour pocket lull of
money, or a bottle of the beat rum, or what
you please; and you will see the virtue of
the thing."
"Very well, Kanake," says the boat
swain; "I will try, but if you are having
your fun out of me I will take my fun out of
you with a belaying pin."
So the whaleman went off up the avenue.
and Keawe stood and waited. It was near-
tbe same spot where Kokua had waited tbe
night before, but Keawe was more'resolved.
and never faltered in his purpose; only bis
soul was bitter with despair.
It seemed a long time he had to wait, be
fore he heard a voice singing in the dark
ness of the avenue. He knew tbe voice to
be the boatswain's, but it was strange how
drunken it appeared upon a sudden.
Next the man himself came stumbling
into the light of the lamp. He bad tbe
devil's bottle buttoned in his coat; another
bottle was in hishand, and even as he came
in view he raised it to his mouth and
drank.
"You have it," said Keawe. "I see
that"
"Hands off I" cried the boatswain jump
ing back. "Take a step near me, and I'll
smash your mouth. You thought vou could
make a cat's paw of uie, did you?"
"What do you mean?" cried Keawe.
"Mean?" cried the boatswain. "This is a
pretty good bottle, this is; that's what I
mean. How I got iffor 3 centimes, I can't
ro.ike out; but I'm sure you shan't have it
fori"
"You mean you won't tell?" gasped
Keawe.
"No, sir!" cried the boatswain. "But
I'll give you a drink of the rum, if you
like."
"I tell you," said Keawe, "the man who
has tbat bottle goes to hell."
"I reckon I'm goiiig,.anyway," returned
the sailor; "and this battle's the best thing
to go with I've struck yet No, 'sir," he
cried again, "this is my bottle now, and you
can go and fish for another."
"Can this be true?" Keawe cried.
"For your own sake, I beseech you, sell it
to roe!"
"I dou't value any of your talk," said the
boatswain. "You thought I was a flat now
you see I am not; and there's an end. If you
won't have a swallow of rum, I'll have one
myself. Here's your health, and good night
to you!"
So off he went down the avenue toward
town, and there goes the bottle out of the
story.
But Keawe ran to Kokua light as the
wind; and great was their joy that
night, and great, since then, has been
the peace of all their days in the Bright
House.
The End.
POK TODNG PEOPLE.
THE DISrATCn has just closed a con
tract for the latest and best thine; from tlio
pen of the Inimitable ntANK It STOCK
TON. It is called " THE COSMIC BEAN,"
and Is a fanciful and humorpns extrava
ganza, intended to amuse and instruct. The
wonderful bean is of such extraordinary
character that it takes the place of all other
foods and can be'made to produce all kinds
of drinks. This is the nucleus around which
tbe tale of the twin Kings of Tanobar is
elaborated. Tho story will be illustrated by
DAN BKAKD, best- known, perhaps, as the
Illustrator of Hark Twain's book, "A
Yankee in King Arthur's Court" Mr.
Stockton is just now In the zenith of his
powers, and THE DISPATCH could hardly
present a more attractive feature than his
new story. Publication will begin next Sun
day and conclude Sunday, April S.
A Yell' of MIst
Itising at morning or evening from some-lowland,
often carrier in its folds the seeds of ma
laria. Where malarnl fever prevails no one Is
.afe. unless protected by some efficient medic
inal safeguard. Hostctter's Stomach Bitters
is both a protection and a remedy. No person
who inn-bits, or sojourns in a miasmatic region
ot country, should omit to procure this fortify
ing agent, which is also the finest known rem
edy for dyspepsia, constipation, kidney trouble
and rheumatism.
Opening Dally,
New designs in American and French
plaids; new shades in cashmeres and serges,
Euglish suitings, Jamestown suitings and
many other styles of early spring novelties
now on exhibition at astonishingly low
prices at H. J. Lynch's, 438-140 Market
street. ihrsn
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Household goods packed for shipment.
Hatjgh St KZZXAM, 33-34 Water street.
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GOTHAM SMALLTALK.
A Plunge in Cold Water Is a Good
Thing lor a Singer's Toice.
POKER DEFEATED THE FORCE BILIt
A Exporter's Daring Interriew With Arch
bishop Corrljan.
HOW PLANTS GROW IN THE TEOPICS
rconr.isrONDiNCE ot the dispatch. l
New Yoek, Feb. 27. Daring the week
I gathered the following interviews, which
I submit to the consideration of your rcad--ers:
Culture of the Human Voice.
Baroness Anna "Von Me'yerinck, sister of
the great German sculptor Hoffmeister
Tight lacing is a great enemy to the human
voice. No woman can ever attain great
fime as a lyric artist who laces so tight she
can scarcely breathe. Tbe blood must cir
culate freely in every portion of the body if
anyone wishes to enjoy 'good health. I
studied singing in Germany, where it is
necessary to know something abont physio
logy. For some time I have devoted my
time to voice culture, and I find that young
girls not only ruin their health, but their
chances of becoming great by tight lacing.
It may seem incredible, but Eome women
have actually deformed their anatomy by
putting themselves in the vise of a corset.
The human voice is not natural in tone
when the blood is bad. Healthy exercise,
good, wholesome food and plenty of sleep
are necessary to keep a singer's voice to its
natural tone. Bathing is necessary, but
not to excess. I am almost amphibious and
delight in cold water bathing.
My father was. an officer in the German
army when E was quite a girl. He was sta
tioned at Potsdam, and every morning, even
during the winter, I used to take a plunge,
into a large tank of cold water. It became
a question as to whether the soldiers should
bathe in cold water every day. Everything de
pended on the surgeon. Ho happened to meet
mo ono day. and I told him I bathed every
morning in cold water. "That settles it; tbe
soldiers can do as much as a young girl." and
he gavo orders for them to bathe daily. Do not
stay in the water too long. Tho hygiene of the
voice should be studied with tbe hygiene of
health.
Learning Poems by Heart, i
Sidney Woollett. elocutionist Tbe way mem
ory can be trained is by constant exercise. I
know 13 of Shakespeare's plays and Tennyson's
Idyls by heart, besides a volume of miscella
neous poetry. My process was simple: I went
bard to work and learned them by rote. Some
times I would read ten lines over carefully
several times and then attempt to re
peat them. If I failed I would keep at
them until I knew tbe lines perfectly, then
I would try ten lines more. By memorizing
ten lines at a time thoroughly I had little
trouble to repeat an entire poem of a thousand
lines or more. My favorite way of memorizing
is while I am walking. Often I have walked 15
or 20 miles repeating loDg poems like "Miles
Standish." "Enoch Arden,'r and Elaine." It
somehow comes natural to me to memorize
while walking. I seem to remember better
what I have conned. Shakespeare's plays are
difficult to memorize because the author has
so many striking lines and so many original
characters. Naturally it is more difficult to re
cite dramas than poems. If I happen to make
tbe slightest mistake in reading my lines I hear
from it, so I am careful to know what I recite
perfectly.
A Thorough Musical Training.
A Young Lady Singer In Society When
I was 17 years old I joined tbe Rubensteln
Club and the Metropolitan Musical Society, and
sang in these two organizations tor several
years under tbeHelusion tbat I was a sweet and
artistic singer. But 1 always had difficulty in
getting mv notes to come out full and clear.
"Surely," 1 said, "I must have a good and
artistic method or else I would never be per
mitted to sing in tbese artistic societies." One
day I sang before a noted vocal teacher iu this
city and I learned -to my dismay tbat my
method was execrable and my voice fast verg
ing toward a mere cnesc ecuo. ..nis vocal
teacher Informed me that for several years I
had been doing my best to ruin my voice. I re
signed all the societies and clubs and put myself
in the hands of this noted teacher, paying 5100
a quarter for two lessons a week of one hour
each. I was forbidden to sing anything but ex
ercises. In three months .my voice had im
proved considerably, and in six months I had a
new voice and an artistic finish which aston
ished mv friends. I do not wish to disparage
the Kubenstein or any other musical society,
but my advice to young girls who have voices is
not to join a singing club until tbey have had a
tnorougn musical training.
Delsarte and Common Sense.
A Disciple of Delsarte 1 believe iu Delsarte,
but many of his followers, especially in Amer
ica, are cranks of tbe first water. They like to
be ridiculed and abused, no matter how, so
tbey get publicity. They talk abont grace, har
mony and beauty, and yet tbey are holy scare
crows in dress, and in attempts at what they
grace. They rail against the high collar worn
by dudes, and say it prevents a graceful bow'.
Now I know that many men who are not dudes
wear high collars because they have long
necks. Nothing so ennobles and beautifies a
long necK of the stringy order as a high coll-ir.
It tbe long necked mau tried to be graceful
aud winning in a turned down collar he would
be ridiculous, just like a woman who is thin
and bony atteuipting to be beautiful by ex
posing her neck and shoulders in a low neck
dress. The stiffest and most negative people I
have ever met belonged to tbat class who call
themselves "disciples of Delsarte." And yet
they harp upon grace, and "sweetness and
light." More unmitigated rubbish is taught in
the name of Delsarte than ho ever conceived
of. The New York people cannot be fooled.
Pneumatic Tubes for the Mails.
Postmaster Van Cott, New York The ques
tion of pneumatic tubes to facilitate mall de
livery in tho city bas been discussed. It will
come in time, but not just yet. All of tbe
branch stations In the city could have pneu
matic tubes to the main office, and instead of
sending tbe mall down by slow delivery wagons
the tubes would bring It donn in less than a
minute. Tbe mail for delivery could be sent to
the branch offices in a few minutes time. It
would certainly mean a gain of several hours'
time each day: The Utopian postoffice of the
future will have pneumatic tubes, and hun
dreds of facilitates which are now lackinz. But
I do not think that any instrument or device
can ever be invented to distribute mail. Em
ployes will have to read the superscriptions,
and, of course, celerity in distributing depends
upon them. Pneumatic tubes are costly. Thus
far those in use are small and not capable of
carying moro than three or fourleners at a
time. A tube to do efficient service would have
to be laree and capable of carrying at one load
a good many pounds. It will take millions of
dollars to Institue a pneumatic tnbo service.
At present I tblnk tbe system ot rapid mat! de
livery in this city is as last as any that can ba
devised.
Tho Fallibility of Physicians.
A Life Insurance1 Agent The .most fallible
men in the world are doctors. Tbey seldom
agree and tbey are easily taken in. I insure a
great number ot men and I have a timo with
tbe doctors who examine the applicants. I
much prefer old and experienced physicians to
young ones just beginning. Tbey are zealous
and are apt to give tbe applicant a disease be
never had and never will have. I played a lit
tle game on two joung doctors. Two brokers
applied tor Insurance. Ono was examined
some days before the other and pronounced
healthy and eligible for insurance, but tbe
other was rejected because of some alleged or
ganic trouble. I got a distinguished old physi
cian to examine tbe "rejected broker, and be
gave a verdict directly opposite to the
two young doctors. Now these two
brokers resembled each other very
much, so I bad the first brother, who bad been
accepted,-to apply under tbe name of his re
jected brother. Well, he was promptly re
jected and his disease named ihe samo as bis
brother's. 1 called the doctors down and read
the riot act to them. They are not my exam
iners now. You see they get their little 15 for
each examination, whether the applicant is
rejected or accepted. I have often wondered
if tbey got pay only in case of the applicant
being accepted would make a big difference in
the diagnosis of cases. I could tell how imag
inary diseases have been saddled upon healtby
men and alarmed them so they actually lost
flesh and prepared for death. Many ills are
imaginary. Give me old doctors every time.
Plants In the Tropics.
Colonel Julian K. Larke, Veteran of the
Crimean War Soon after the Civil War In this
country 1 went to the tropics to reside. 1 had
often heard about the wonderful foliage of tbe
trees and tbe rapid growth of the plants in thai
tropics, nut I imagined them Muncnausen
yarns. I went up tbe Amazon river and one
day I saw a large green float upon tbe water.
I ordered my men to row to it aud 15 of us dis
embarked and stood upbn the floating object.
It proved to be the leaf of a water lily. One
day I was in one of the hottest towns in the
tropics and conclnded to experiment. I
dropped the seed of a plant upon a stone wall.
By the next morning the seed had grown to be a
plant over three feet tall. On tbe third day the
plant was so large it had foliage enough to give
a magnificent shade. We do not know any
thing whatever about tberapld growth of plants
in this cold climate.
Millionaire's and Their Money.
Hon. David T. Little, Orator, of Dlinois
Every time I come to New York I get to think
ing about the great wealth of certain men
here, and wonder .why they do not put it to
good use. Now, when William Vanuerbllt
died his estate was valued at 8200,000.000. and
yet be left little to educational or charitable
institutions. He could have perpetuated his
name by making a w"iso distribution of. say
8100,000,000. Suppose that he had endowed an
educational institution in every State in the
Union, where scholarships should be free to de
serving and poor young girls and boysT The
benefit to civilization and generations yet un
'born would be incalculable. His name would
live like Washington's, Girard's, Peabody's
and other good and philanthropic men. As it
Is, in a century tbe name of vanderbilt may
not be known. Jay Gonld and the Astors
ought to turn their attention to eleomosynaiy
or educational Institutions if they do not wish
to have tbe blanket of oblivion placed over
them. If i was a big millionaire I would cut a
wide swath and leave money to educate, uplift
and ameliorate the condition of mankind.
Humor In the Revenue System.
Special Agent Internal Revenue The lnter-
nal Revenue system is more or less a farce. I
am on duty in New York, and every day the
absurdity of the revenue system is made ap
parent. There is a big liquor firm that will
have'to undergo a big expense-jnst on account
of tbe peculiar system Uncle Sam has adopted.
This firm has a large vat, or tank, capable of
holding several hundred gallons of whisky, and
tbe other day I was invited to inspect it and
grant the revenue stamp for so many gallons
of blended whisky. You see, several different
brands of whisky are placed in a tank and
allowed to remain six months or a year to un
dergo the blending pracess. Well, because the
tang aid not have one or two gallons more i
bad to refuse to accept it, and ordered the firm
to immediately fill the tank or get rid of more
than half of it. Tbe rovenne system is indeed
peculiar, and would make tbe groundwork of
a comic opera.
How to Make Chocolate.
Chef at a Chocolate School Tbe school is no
fad. but a useful reality. Three afternoons
every week I give lessons free to those ladies
who present cards which are given on applica
tion several days previous. The ladles who come
belong to tbe best society, and now and tben
one is from the four-hundred set. It only takes
one lesson, as a rule, to teach them the art ot
cooking chocolate and cocoa. My cook operates
npon a gas stove In the middle of the school
room while I do the lecturing. First, I make
cocoa. Tbe milk is brought to a boil, and tben
the cocoa, already dissolved in bot water, is
poured in and stirred until it boils. A maid
comes in, bands around ze cocoa (I speak ze
English-French when I forget) to the ladies,
ana while they are sipping I have the chocolate
made. Take cold milk and tbrow into it
broken bits of chocolate cake, and tben it mnst
be stirred until it boils. Those who use hot
milk to make chocolate have a very poor stuff.
I have taught the school over two years and
graduated over 2,000 pupils.
Peculiarities of Hotel Guests.
A Veteran Hotel Clerk It takes a man with
an amiable disposition to make a successful
hotel clerk. The ills and sharp talk tbat we
have to endure put us to the test. Some men
can never be pleased with a room, ana grumble
all during their stay. Those guests who are
never satisfied with their rooms have to be
changed frequently, and very often when they
are moved to the most undesirable rooms they
say: "Now we have decent rooms, after a
struggle." Ono guest, who registered from
Indiana, objected to the color of the carpet in
his room; it was too dull colored and had no
design tbat he could make out. "I'll bet you
S10 3 ou are not a native of Indiana, and tbat
you were not raised there," I said, looking bim
sauarelrin tbe face. He answered that I was
correct. "You are from Philadelphia," I said.
He was astonished, and answered In the affirm
ative. I gave him a quiet room on the eighth
floor, which had a flaming red carpet, and he
was placated. No Western man is particular
about carpets; he wants air and convenience to
get out.
Lydia Thompson's Grievance.
Lydia Thompson Why do tbe newspapers
speculate upon a woman's age Is what 1 would
like to knewf I had no sooner appeared in my
new comedy in New York than facetious para
graphs appeared in the papers abont my ge.
I am not in my swaddling clotbes I candidly ad
mit, and I have not reached the ripe maturity
of Rider Haegard's "She," so I think as long
as I am fresh looking and entertaining it is de
cidedly ungallant to criticize my age to the ex
clusion of my acting. One thing Is certain, I
am not as old by ten years as some papers as
sert. A mau is in his prime at SO years of age,
but wben a woman passes 10 some mgallant
critics call her passe.
Billy Florence's Memoirs.
William J. Florence. Actor Am I going to
write my memoirs? Well, I have been asked
to often, and I intend to devote some time to
the work later. Mr. Jefferson made quite a
success with his reminiscences and deserved it,
because tbey were very entertaining. I cannot
sir hni I shall be ready to nive mv volume to
tbe public. An actor who has had a long and
varied experience and been successful bas a
fund of anecdotes and incidents usually at bis
command. The house where I was born is
still standing in Albany.
The Old Maid as a Wife.
A Man Who Has Been Married Three Times
My second wife was an old maid and re
mained a painstaking old maid during our 12
years of married like. Everything had to be
precise with her. She was what is called a
regular married old maid. The bed clothes
bad to be folded on tbe bed in a nice and pre
cise way. Every piece of bric-a-brac in the
house bad to remain in a certain place and
never, under any circumstances to be moved.
I had to wear a tie of a certain color all the
time and otber iron-bound, riveted crocbets,
kept me, as it were, a prisoner to conventional
ity. But I was happy with my old maid wife,
and when she passed beyond this vale of
trouble I never remembered her crocbots, but
her goodness.
Points of Physical Training.
Ex-Judge Horace Russell I have a library of
books on tbe art ot exercising and hygienic
gymnastics. Every day I manage to take a long
walk, and in my office I have Dowd's apparatus
for indoor exercise which I frequently use. Ono
of the mot interesting articles I have read
lately about health and exercise was written by
Julian Hawthorne and entitled "Hygienic
Morality." I was so delighted with the sound
sense and practical advice contained in the
article I bad it struck off into convenient
pamphlet form. It told now to improve one's
physical health and strength without ever
touching a dnmb bell, orpnlliug a weight. It
may not be generally known, but runntnz is a
healthful exercise. Few people overrun, ex
cept those going into regular training. It -ft ill
not do tn over exercise.
Men Learn Quicker Than Women.
A Female Sewing Machine Teacher If any
one th'nks that teaching women how to sew
and VLSI all tho attachments on a machine is a
delightful pasiime I only wish he or she would
try It just once. The amount of stUDidityin
the world is almost inconceivable. When I
first began to give lessonsfor the machine com
pany I was very much discouraged. ,1 went
home and had a bitter cry, and almost resolved
to give up teacbing. For ten years I have been
going to houses where machines bave been pur
chased and giving tbe owner lessons. Often I
gave ten lessons at tbat many different lionsei
inasinele. morning, and sometimes over 20 a
day. Women are not mechanics, and are but
children wben beginning to Iparn how to sew
on a machine. Actually many women cannot
tread tbe machine and use their bauds at the
same tune. One woman pushed the macblno
all around tbe Hoar trying to ue her
hands and feet at tbe same time. No doubt it Is
very awkward to some women to use their feet
in an up-and-down motion and their hands iu a
pushing motion. AU tbe hands have to do is to
keep tbe cloth straight and feed tbe machine.
Tbe action of tbe handsis inconsequential com
pared to the feet, which give the motor power.
Ihe majority or women cannot put in a single
attachment even after they have carefully read
tbe directions. Some do not know bow to
thread tbe needle properly. Oftentimes I give
a lesson before the husband, and be at once
comprehends and helps me to teach his wife.
Women are bright in some things, but when it
comes to handling machinery they show an
ignorance simply astonishing. Now and then I
find a woman wbo can do everything entirely
from reading directions. I call them polished
jewel. CHABI.ES T. MUSRAT.
THE PRESS IS AHEAD.
It Leads the Church and State in the
Becognilion of Women.
ACTION AT THE EECEHT MEETIH0.
Tha Press Clnka May Eventually Take the
Place of tbe Salon.
EIGHTEENTH CENTURI IXFLUEXCES
rwfciTTiN roa tub rjispATcn.'
The International League of Press Clubs
was born in the Common Council room in
Municipal Hall, Pittsburg. It was a very
quiet event as far as the, public wa con
cerned. Drums did not beat nor trumpets
sound, and yet i( was very important.
"Four hostile newspapers are more to be
feared than a thousand bayonets," said
Napoleon. If he were alive to-day he would
very likely see In this combination of the
great power of the press a force more for
midable than tbe standing armies of the
world. Although- Alexander has bar
ricaded the printing press with bayo
nets, bas closed colleges where germs
of thought are nnrtured, has exiled
the foremost thinkers of tbe Empire
to the frozen regions of Siberia, yet no
power of his standing army of a million
f e " avail against the pen as wielded by
the spirit of the age. William of Germany,
young as he is, knows that public opinion
as voiced by the press is a force he cannot
afford to run against. He can close up
printing houses and imprison editors and
shut the mouths of thinkers by virtue of
bayonets and bread and buttet arguments,
but, like a' rubber bag, tbe press, when
squeezed in one place, will bulge at an
other. To suppress by force the effects of
free thought is only to make tbe cause more
vigorous.
The Recognition of Women.
"What will make this first meeting of tbe
International League of Press Clubs forever
famous was its warm welcome to women
working iu the field the extension of fra
ternal relations and equal rights and priv
ileges. The press has thus gone ahead of
the church and State in doing justice.
While tbe Methodists are busy fighting over
tbe admission of women as delegates to their
General Conference, while the Presbyterians
are very much exercised in their minds on
admitting them into the General Assembly
and permitting them to become Deaconesses,
and all the other denominations are wrest
ling with the matter in some shape or other.
The press in its representative capacity has
gone to the front, and left tbe reverend
brethren in the rear, struggling to keep tbe
sisters out Tbe politicians will bave to fall
into line with the press, and the vexed
question will soon be settled.
Large events oftentimes turn on very
small binges. Tbe admission of women to
tbe Press Club' of the world seemed to many,
perhaps, a small matter, but to others it
seemed the little fire tbat will kindle a
great matter. It meant that the press was
committed to justice, and did not intend to
sneak in at the tail end in granting it. It
meant tbat the press was making itself felt
as the light of the world that its writers
constituted the ministry most powerful to
move the minds of men. Pittsburg has al
ways felt proud of.being the birth place of
tbe Bepnblican party, whose leading prin
ciple was the abolition of slavery. It has
now another matter of pride that of lead
ing in the line of freedom for women.
Women a Century Ago.
In the early days of the eighteenth cen
tury, when the forefathers and foremothers
of this country were struggling amid the
privations of pioneer life, the "press clubs of
that age were found in the drawing rooms
and club houses of London, and the salons
of France. These differed as do the ideals
and character of the nations. In the Eng
land of Swift, Pope, Walpole, Johnson,
Addisou, Burke and Pitt it was hardly con
sidered respectable for a woman to write, to
have views, to discuss theology, or philoso
phy or science. Chesterfield says that tbe
conversation in tbe drawing rooms of Eng
land was frivolous, and mainly on the sub
ject ot the weather, whist,, or small gossip.
but in tbe .trench salons the women dis
cussed literature, political economy, the
philosophy of Diderot, Voltaire, Descartes,
the theology of Bossuet and Massillon and
all the questions that concern mankind.
The literary men of France were polished
by association with women "tbey were
civilized by conversation." The famous
salons of the French in the eighteenth cen
tury can never be reproduced at least on
American soil, says a recent writer. Tbe
society of tbe days when Madame de Lam
bert, Madame de Tencin, Madame du Def
fard, Madame Necker and others entertained
"the fnimortals" of the French Academy of
their day when the giants of intellect found
their matches in the intelligence of the
women of the time, can never come again,
says another, but who can tell?
The Clnb Nay Be the Salon.
It may be that the charm of literary inter
course, the pleasure found by kindred souls
in intellectual society, the expression of free
thought, the wit of wisdom, the brilliance
and play of genius may be found in the
coming golden days of the press clubs, in
which men and women will enjoy the best,
that life can give together. Young literary
men in the last century made their debut iu
the celebrated salons of these grand dames
of France, instead of in the role of a re
porter for a daily journal. These women
wielded much power, and to get into their
good graces meant advancement and posi
tion. To some it was indeed daily living.
The literary dinntrs tbat were splendid
in their appointments and faultless in their
cuisine, were as acceptable to tbe inner man,
as was tbe literary least tbat came on with
the walnuts and tbe wine. Madame de
Tencin was queen of her salon for SO years.
These weekly gatherings frequented by all
the literary lions, famous orators, and
preachers, were governed by the laws" the
hostess chose to lay down. Madame de
Lambert, known as au author in her day,
entertained constantly the poets, men of
science, and philosophy and theology. Her
salon was known as respectable, to dis
tinguish it from the newer school, which
consisted ol a smarter set wo were more
given to the follies of the world.
The Downfall Of the Dourbons.
No gambling was permitted, but here
poets"iead their latest love songs, philoso
phers gave vent to their newest theories, and
the discussion of every public question was
permitted. It was for this reason that they
were held injear by tbe court. Not with
out reason, since, doubtleKS, in these meet
ings of men and women of great intelligence
were produced the germs of the devolution
and Bepublic and tbe downfall of the Bour
bons. ,
All of the "40 immortals" of the fam
ous French Academy were frequenters of
the salons of tbese brilliant women. It is
therefore not surprising that many of the
coveted places Were reached by virtue of
their favor and influence.- It is held, and
by some believed tbat tbe honors of the
Academy were Destoweu strictly upon tnose
who were distinguished for merit
and genius and therefore worthy,
but the truth is now, and was then, that it
is not transcendent powers, of mind that win
the prizes. These are dictated by the powers
behind the tnrone. In Madame Limbert's
day, when this pet project of liichelicn's
was in its prime, it was taid tbit no man
had a chance ib the Academy unless he had
been presented to ber and could secure hr
influence. When Madame Necker had -tabliabed
her famous Friday evenings she
possessed vast influence in the 'distribution
of the prizes and desired sears. To become
a member of the Academy at tbat time was
not only a great, honor, but was a means of
great advancement in life. Sbe controlled
tbe vote of tha academy, as Madame de
Pompadour controlled the King and man
aged politics.
What Influence Will Do,
How much powerful influence ean do in
this matter fs shown by the admission of tbe
Duke de Blchelieo, who tu admitted
whf fa not yet24. bat who had almost tben
run the gamut of vice and dishonor. He
had never written anything beyond a lew
letters that marked, about tbe ability of an
illiterate cockney, and to m.ake him one of
the guardians of .the purity of the French
language gave token of some very powerful
feminine influence indeed. When such
disgraceful reprobates as be secured admis
sion, while, Pascal and Moll ere were left
out, it seems plain tbat Influence, and not
genius, hare much to do with tbe defect of
tbe Academy that Napoleon noted want of
intellect. The names of the members 100
years ago are most of them forgotten. With"
lew exceptions, the historical roll is mostly
composed of the names of men who may
hare had some fame in their day, hut are
dead and gone and done with. It would be
something to know, if women are behind
tbe scenes now pulling the wires
and filling the seats. The French
Academy now, says a" recent writer,
does not give its members prestige. As ac
counts go, it was a distinction to be desired,
but like kissing it has always gone by
favor.
Such select and exclusive academy is not
needed in our republic of letters. Honors
tbat can be bought, or that have been se
cured by intrigue, are as useless es bogus
titlesof "nobility. The desire for fame is
common, but the ability to earn it is to the
few. With men and women associated to
gether literary clubs far beyond those so re
nowned may be expected. Instead of
"back stain," influence only, women, with
full power of expression and vote, will exer
cise none but proper sway, and will have to
depend upon their powers of mind to hold
their own. What the world will come to
heaven only knows, but it can never go
wrong when the press stands for righteous
ness. Bessie Beamble.
VEBESTCHAOIK DIDS'T BLTJHBEB.
Controversy Over One of His Horses Set
tled Beyond Dispute.
Ever since the Terestchagin paintings
were placed on exhibition in Allegheny a
fierce controversy has raged among artists,
amateurs and horsemen, touching the action
of a white horse in tbe large "picture
of "The Prince ot Wales in India."
Opinions seem to be about equally
From Plate IS, EadwcarA Muybridge.
divided, many claiming tbat it is impossi
ble for a horse, while in motion, to have two
feet, both belonging to tbe same side of the
body, off the ground at the same time, as
represented in the painting, -while others as
stoutly claim tbat this is a possible and fre
quent action. For tbe purpose of settling
the controversy, and because it is a fact of
general interest. The Dispatch publishes
Jfrom Plate BtO, Eadweard Muybridge.
the accompanying cuts from instantaneous
photography reproduced in "Mnybridge's
Animal Locomotion." From these it will
be seen that the action is possible, and that
Yerestchagin cannot be charged with com
mitting a blunder in this painting.
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Y0TJKS JUSTUT H'CABTHY.
A Wise Decision Treads Him From Politics
to literature.
Young Justin Huntly McCarthy intends
to resign his seat in the House of Commons,
in order that he may devote his time and
energies entirely to literature. The deci
sion is a wise one. He is not the sort of
man to shine in the House or upon tbe plat
lorm, and he has already made a mark in
literature. He is at present busily engaged
in writing a play, and hopes to bring out
another volume of his "History of the
French Eevolution" very soon.
The proprietors of Black and White have
commissioned him to write a weekly Par
liamentary letter, and he is also to act as
their theatrical critic. Mr. Huntly Mc
Carthy lives in semi-Bohemian style at his
father's honse in Cheyne Gardens, Chelsea.
Every room in the house bears evidence of
the presence 6f literary men. He is a hand
some, well-dressed young fellow, snave and
courteous in manner to everyone brought
into contact with him. He must possess a
considerable stock of energy somewhere,
for he gets tbrongh a tremendous amount of
work.
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Facts and Figures Abont the Far
Famed Mi. Carmel Air Ship.
EITIBGDISHER FOR CAE-STOYES,
New Method of Jratinj Champagne That Is
Sure to Prove Popular.
BACTERIA IN THE COCQASDI'S MILI
iraXFAEXD TOB THE DISPXTCff. !
The results ot an examination into tha
merits of tbe latest airship, now being ex
hibited in Chicago, are not reassuring. After
flying round for a few minutes the machine
is gently hauled down and the loss of hydro
gen gas made good, if required, from a port
able generator. -It was first said tbat this
model airship, which is about 30 feet long
and 64 feet in diameter, was to carry a
passenger, possibly two, but the lifting;
power evidently amounts to but a few
ounces, and the balloon is pulled down be
tween finger and thumb. The propeller
makes about 60 revolutions a minute, and
tbe speed of the apparatus is from 3 to 3f
fe.et per second, say 2-to 2.4 miles per hour.
This seems slow indeed when it is remem
bered that tho French war balloon La franca
bas been driven 11 miles per hour, and that in
1SS1 M. Tissaudier showed at the Electrical Ex
position at Paris a model electrical balloon 11 J
feet long and 4K feet in diameter, which lifted
its own motive power, and traveled at the rats
of 4 to 6 miles per hour, with a maximum
development of power of 431-foot pounds per
minute.
Tbe inventor claims that the airship proper
will be driven at 200 miles an hour by a gas en
gine of "100-borse power, weighing only 220
pounds. To those acquainted with modern gas
engjne practice, in which the weights run from
300 to 1,000 pounds horse-power, aud who under
stand tbe fixed limits of possible pressure,
which are less than with tbe steam engine,
this statement ot the inventor is very much
open to question. Even if it were true, tbe re
suiting speed would not be over 33.12 miles per
hour, aslnay roadlly be determined. Tbe shape
of tbe machine, too, is very much against it.
The balloon chamber is a circular spindle, the
largest diameter being at its middle with tha
front and back halves substantially similar.
But it is now well established as an axiom ot
aeronautics tbat to obtain the minimum of re
sistance the greatest diameter must be well
forward of the center, tbe front end compara
tively blunt and tbe rear end much tapered.
Every known kind of fish or fowl bas this form,
and it bas long ago been determined that it is
the most hopeful form on which to base any
attempts to solve the problem of tbe flying ma
chine.
New Champagne Procesx.
Champagne, as is well known, is but an or
dinary wine, charged with carbonic acid gas.
The old process of manufacture, which has
boen adopted for more than 150 years, was tedi
ous and expensive. Anew apparatus enables
large quantities of wine In one body to be sub
jected to tbe necessary process of fermentation,
under the impulse of tbe germs caugbt, as is
were, from tbe atmosphere, upon wood fiber
moistened with sugared water. The f ermenta-'
tion can tbus be controlled to a nicety, and the)
manufacture goes on with smoothness and cer
tainty. Not only is a much cheaper wine thus
produced, but one which possesses many of the
essential requisites of an ideal medical wine.
Fountain Marking Brush.
la a new fountain marking brush tho mark i
ing material is contained in an elastic bulb,
pressure on which projects the paint or mix
ture along a barrel or pipe to the brush itself,
to which tbe supply can tbus be accurately
regulated. The brush can be pushed further
out of tbe barrel wben it becomes worn, and)
tbe device is made in brass, tin or zinc
Fire Extinguisher for Car Heaters.
It is to be hoped tbat the possibility of )-'
in railway cars will not much longer exist, w
as tbat much to be desired consummation hail
not yet arrived, a new extinguisher may for a
short time be welcome. Tbe invention consists
of a tank filled with a water solution of bi
carbonate of soda, with a valve outlet at either 1
top or bottom, connecting with pipes leading;
to tbe interiorof tbe car stove or beater. la
the top portion of this tank is suspended
a small vessel containing sulphuric acld.wbicb, .
wben forced into contact with tbe bicarbonate
bythejarof a collision evolves carbonic acid I
gas. The combination of the chemicals exerts
a nressuxe of 75 pounds, which is sufficient to
pour a powerful stream of lire extinguishing!
gas npon the burning fuel, thus causing not!
only an instant suspension ot combustion but I
an immediate and total extinction of tbe fire, j
A small extinguisher, embodying the same?
principle, can readily be applied to lamps with,)
the same certainty of results.
The Culture of Bacteria.
A new use has been found tor the juice of
the unripe cocoanut. This fluid, which to thst'
initiated tastes singularly mawxisb, is a most j
grateful and cooling drink to those suffering
from fever. It is largely patronized, too, by
sailors, who seem to acquire more than their
wonted thirst while in tropical waters, and
their favorite trick of "sneking the monkey." i
as- the process of absorbing the liquid
from a hole cut in one end of
tbe shell into which a priming;
of rum bas been poured is termed, has been
from time immemorial one of tneir much
cherished recreations as soon as tbey could es
cape, from their hlp. The idea, however, of i
using tbe milk of tbe cocoanut as a culture
medium for bacteria is a new one. In investi
gations which bave been made in Cuba during
the last two years, this fluid was used very ex
tensivoly, and it was found to be a great con
venience to have a sterile culture-fluid always'
at hand, ready to use at a moment's notice.
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