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VOL. X. KIDG-WAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, EEB11UAEY 17, 1881. ' 1V0. 52.
Tha World ns I Find It.
They Say the world's a voary plaoo,
W here tears are never dried,
Where pleasures pas like breath on grass,
Ami only woes ubiclo.
It may do I cannot know
Yet this I dare to nay:
3Iy lot has had more glad than sad.
And so it has to-day.
They say that love's a eruel Jeat;
They toll of women's wiles
That poison dips in pouting lips,
And death in dimpled smiles.
It may ho so I ennnot know
Yet sure of this I am:
Ono hoirt is found above- tho ground
Whoso lovo is not a sham.
They say that life's a btar curso
That hearts arc mn lo to ache,
That Jo.it and song are gravc-ly wron.sr,
Aul death's a vast mi-iUike.
It may bo so I cannot know
But lut them talk their fill;
I like my life, anil love my wife',
And mean to do so still.
Fru hrick Li njhridje.
A TERRIBLE MOMENT.
I had just rejoined my regiment in
India, the Forty-second Higlanders,
better known an tho Black Watch, after
ft year of sick leave in Europe, and was
seated iu my friend Major McGregor's
cool nnd comfortable bungalow, gossip
ing over till that had occurred in the
corps during my absence, when young ;
Alick Farquharson, one of the Inver
cnuld Fiirquhiirsons, strolled in with j
the, to me, pleasiug intelligence of i
" Tiger." I
' By Jove, that old shikarree, what- ,
voti-may-onll-Vm I never can recollect j
liis unnic has smelt tho beast, and the :
colonel is for getting up a grand hunt,
for tin purpose of bagging the brute j
and tho skin; the latter for Mrs.
" mentioning a lady's name, the j
ifV.ov.wU' TVull T will linf vmipnt
j,,,
"Doii 'take the colonel," grumbled
Sandy MePherson, who spoke with ns j
stron ra Scotch accent as ativ "biw j
duel north ot the Iweed; "lies a
tha time speerin' about tigers and var
mint, and if aue o' tho laddies kills a
beasiie, down he pops on him for the
skin."
"If would be awfully jolly to cut out
this hunting expedition." I suggested.
"And how?" demanded Farquharson.
" Just to boat up a few beaters, get
out to the jungle, and pot the beast
while the -colonel is ordering elephants
in impossible Hiudoostauee."
"By Jupiter Olympus I I'm with you!"
cried Farquharson; "but we must start
right awLiy, for I heard Old Bagpipes"
the irreverent title by which our
commanding olllcer was known, ac
q lircd from the fact of his ordering the
pipers of the corps to play n!
chotohassuy, alias breakfast: tiliiu, alias
luncheon, iuid dinner, till the mess was
f.iirly "skirted" to death " tolling
Gordon to look up the guns."
"Wo shall start now!" I cried. "I
havo brought out a capital pair of
double-barivh'd breech-loaders, smooth
borethe Prince of Wales brought
dovn a slag of ten tyne with
o.u of them at Mar Forest this season
aid a Snyder."
"Thou I'll look up the beaters and
old wlia'.-.lo-yovi-oall-Vni, the shikarree,"
sat 1 Far piharsou.
Far piharson and I left the compound
by different exits, having agreed upon a
rendezvous. Wheu we arrived at the
trysfiug place I found the shikarree and
half a dozen bea'ers, armed not only
with rilles, but with rockets, the latter
for the purpose of driving the tiger out
of the jim-rle.
I had taken the precaution of thrust
ing a contcau dt chasse, or deer-knife
given to me, by the way, by his royal
highness, the Duke of Oonuaught, while
at Lord Fife's in my bolt, and armed
with my double barrel I felt a match
for any tawny denizen of the yellow
jungle.
The shikarree assured us with con-
siderable circumlocution and after ex- j
acting a solemu promise to save him j
from the wrath of sahib, tho colonel
that a tiger had been hovering about
this particular jungle for some time j
past ; that a cow hud mysteriously dis- j
uppenred, and, having been tracked, its t
boues were found close by where we j
were then lioMing council ot war
The jungle in which his
Tigerian ;
nsconced j
maiestv was supposed to be ensconce
was but a short quarter of a mile from
camp, and of a very closo and dense
nature, savo iu bald patches, which
yielded a goodly crop of boulders, or
where a small stream cut it in two. ' A
few stunted trees endeavored to beard
the fierce rays of the Indian sun, but ;
King Sol had shriveled up their foliage i
uutil it was of tho tawny yellow of the
jungle grass, that color so admirably j
arranged to conceal the hide of the !
tiger. j
"Ah!" suddenly exclaimed the shi-j
karroo, in a low tone, " it's nil right,
sahib. The tiger is in the jungle. Ah,
here's his pug" (track). " See how it
leads right into it."
"That's a largo 'fist,'" observed
Farquharson.
"Yes, sahib, it is ono great pug.
Great trier great shiker" (beast) "for
biihibs."
Tho beaters, who, as a rule, arc tho
most cowardly wretches in tho world,
now huddled together oud held council
iu low whispors, their heads close, their
eyes dirocted to the jungle, their burn
ished bodies in attitudes suggestive of
instant flight.
The shikarree ordered us to beat
that section of tho junglo on our
immediate right as being tho most
dense, and whero, in all probability, the
tiger was now enjoying a post-prandial
nap, good dige-otion having waited upon
sppotite.
The boaters were accordingly assem
bled, and Farquharson took tho near
side, whllo I took tho other.
With a sharp glanoe at our gunlocks,
and a general hitch to garments, we
prepared to go into aotion.
" I say, old fellow," pleaded my companion-in-arms,
"won't you give me
tho first shot ? It's my first tiger-potting,
yon know."
" Certainly, Farqitharson ; I'll give
you the whole tiring. I shall only lire
lu case of accident." "
Little did I nina.ino that lny words
wore so soon to bo proved prophetic.
In a few seconds tho beaters began to
yell in chorus, and to firo bamboo
rockets, and I can imngiue how dis
gusted tho tiger must have born to have
his siesta so strangoly and so rudoly
broken in upon.
"How thoso chaps yolL" laughed
Farquharson.
"Keep your eye on the junglo,
Alick," I growled, " and lot them roar
as much as they like."
I had been in a " tight box " before
now, by having my attention diverted
from business at wliich strategists are
pi,
m(
Not a sign
his presence,
jungle grats f
fizzed into it,
The beaters
v tho psychological mo-
tho tiger yet given of
ot a blade of tho long
Vred, save when a rocket
rtting it on fire.
Were silent, a signal for
who held up his hand.
the Rhikurree,
while his head was parched on one side
like that of a bird, in tho attitude of
listening.
" Hush r
Then came tho unmistakable cough
(generally called a roar) of a tiger.
I danced at Alick. to ascertain how the
I music agreed with hiin. He had paled
a little, but his eyes were Hashing and
his lips compressed.
" We have "him !" he excitedly cried, j
" Not yet, old boy. There's many a :
slip between the cup and tho lip, I j
retorted. j
" He cannot escape."
" Not if we can help it, but if he's !
lodia bngh a game-killing tiger we j
may lose him yrt."
There is, in my opinion, only ouo
variety of tiger, although the animal,
like all others that I am acquainted
with, is subject to a slight variation of j
appearance that may be more or less j
accounted for by his peculiar habits, j
which vury according to the locality and j
nature of the country he ranges over, i
In manv parts of
India over which I 1
Llivi: hunted, the natives recognize three
kinds of tigers, whici i they distinguish
"U"B ,u luc"
the following names : First, the lodia !
bagh, or game-killing' tiger ; secondlv, )
the ooutin bagh, which lives chielly i
j upon domestic cattle ; aim thirdly, the
! admee kliana wallah, or man-eater, i
which latter, happily, are few and far ;
I between. i
! A single tiger will jk.il! a bullock or j
I buffalo everv five davs, if h? gets the !
chance, often eating tho hiudquarter
the first night, and hiding the remaiu- i
dor in a bush to consume at his leisure, j
Should he have been fired at, or dis- !
tnrbed on his return to teis quarry, he j
becomes cunning, and a great ileal more j
destructive, killing a fresh bullock
whenever he wants food ; nnd I have
known tigers that have become so sus
picious that they would not return to '
uu animal they had killed, although 1
they had only lapped the blood, and
the' bullock was almost untouched. I
Ou the other hand, I have, known a j
tiger returning day after day to the ear- j
eass of the ox he had killed, and pick- j
ing the bones clean, notwithstanding he j
had been twice fired at by a native shi
karree. But to return to my adventure.
The shikarree suddenly gave a low
"coo" twice, which told mo 'hat he had
gotten ou a warm scent. Suddenly .1
heard a slight noise like tlm crackling
of a dry leaf. I distinctly saw a move
ment or waving in the high grass, as if
something was making its way toward
us.
Then I heard a loud purring sound,
and saw something twitching backward
and forward just behind a clump of low
brush and long grass, ubout forty yards
on".
" He's there !" I cried, in a low tone,
to Alick, but without moving my eyes.
"I know it."
" Keep cool !"
" Hang it all. I'm as cool as a lettuce-leaf!"
Another second and we saw the ani
mal, its white chest shining like silver,
its ears hud back, and its open mouth
full of gloaming ivory teeth.
" I'd like to stun him in that
tiou," observed Farquharson.
" Hush!"
" Shall I let him have it?"
" Not yet."
The tiger advanced about ten
posi-
yards
is tho
or so in that low crouch which
prelude to the spring,
" Now, Alick!" I cried.
Farquharson fired at tho Hoeoud l
spoke, letting tho brute have one bar
rel. On receiving tho shot tho tiger
doubled its head and paws into its
chest, and, turning completely over
head and heels, disappeared over a
boulder into the jungle.
"I've hit him!" triumphantly ex
claimed my companion.
" You have."
" I fetched him between the eyes."
"Not a bit of it; you struck him in
the chest, and I don't think he's badly
hit."
" Clear that inutile a little !" shouted
Farquharson, who, with all the rashness
of the neophyte, was for dashing after
the brute in hot haste.
While tho men were tremblingly en
gaged in obeying tho orders, my prac
ticed eye perceived a disturbance in the
grass a little to tho left of the spot at
which the tiger disapieared. A " chuck "
of the tongue against tho teeth from
the shikarree, confirmed me.
"Look out, Alick, he's there!" I
yelled; for Farquharson was already
breasting I have no other word for it
the grassy billows of the jungle in a
frantic eagerness to grapple with the
quarry.
Farquharson had reached an open
space, when the tiger leaped forth, and,
with a tremendous bound, buried its
head in Alick's throat, both their heads
going down together.
" Great God 1 he's done for!" was my
exclamation, as the blood gave a mad
throb in mv veins; then it became cold
as ioe, and I resolved to save the poor
fellow, if I could.
It was an awful moment, and as I
write I see the enormous head of that
tier, its gleaming eyes, its quivering
j whiskers, its distorted upper-lip, its
enormous form; while I also behold tho
face of poor Alick Farquharson, whito
as death, the terrible beast's noso touch
ing his cheek, while beneath him lay
his gun, the great paw of tho tiger
stretched out bosido it on tho yellow
earth.
I repeat it was an awful moment ; but,
thank lieaven I I was equal to the emer
gency, ond made my calculations with
as much sang froid as a clerk might tot
up a row of figures in the assured safety
of a counting houso in the city.
I was but ton yards off, and at that
distance there was a considerable risk
of shooting both man and beast; for,
unless I let the tiger havo it in the
head, it was all up with my friend.
I leaped forward until I come within
two yards.
My heart gavo ono beat backward
as I raised the weapon to my shoulder.
I aimed at tho side of the he,d, and
the bullet went from ear to ear.
The shot was mortal; tho dark blood
rushed from the tiger's nostrils a slight
tremor passed over all his limbs, and he
rolled off.
Alick Farquharson, who scrambled up
to his foet, very white, with liis left
arm besmeared with blood.
Hif, first Words were:
" By Jove ! that was a shot. We've
dor.e old Bagpipes out of the skin !"
I don't know how it was, but I flung
'myself on tho young fellow's neck, and,
hardened sinner that I was, burst into
tears like a woman. It was rather lucky
I didn't feel that way half a minute be
fore, wasn't it ?"
Alick's wounds were not dangerous,
and he was all right in a few days.
Colonel " Old Bagpipes" endeavored
to nibble the skin, but Farquharson
didn't see it, and it now, I believe, doc
orates the grand old hall at Invorcauld,
which, as everybody knows, is tho next
residence to Queen Victoria's Highland
home, Balmoral.
Tho huge brute was eight feet eight
inches long, including tho tail, which
was three feet in length.
I have potted two man-eaters since
that memorable day, but I hope never
to realize so terrible an experience as
that which Alick Farquharson's rash
ness so happily or unhappily aflbl'dod
me.
The Work of the Sew Census.
A Washington correspondent writes ;
Few people who seo tho returns of the
lute census have an idea of tho magni
tude of the work of taking and publish
ing tho same. The country was divided
into 150 districts, over each of which
was placed a supervisor to direct tho
work. Tho supervisors selected tho
numerators, and there were of these
31,8")0. One hundred and fifty-seven
persons were employed as interpreters.
The preliminary work of getting the to
tal count and tho population of cities
is finished and has been published. The
census bureau, under General Francis
A. Walker, is pushing tho work of com
piling the census, and the indications
aro that this year will see it finished.
General Walker is more of a business
man than the average government offi
cial. He will not nurse the job. Con
gress gave him discretionary power, and
he showed his tact. Instead of having
one high-priced politician, he hives two
clerks, thus pushing the work to an early
completion and saving money. On th'e
first of February the commissions of over
"100 clerks expired, and all were reap
pointed but eighteen, who wore ineffi
cient. The force in the census bureau,
including all grades, now numbers 1,301,
of which Old are females. The average
monthly outlav is 45 OUO.
Au Awful I'onIHon.
Do Quinccy's "Vision of Sudden
Death " was verified in all its ghastly
horror not long ago by four men in Ore
gon. Starting out in a canoe to make
certain explorations on tho John Day
river, they were suddenly enveloped iii
a dense fog, and ko earned rosistlessly
and helplessly to tho very brink of u
cataract, where, by a miracle of chance,
their boat struck on a sunken rock,
and hung there swaying with the cur
rent. For the moment they were saved,
or rather life and agony were prolonged
a little while, for escape to either shore
was impossible. And even this brief
respito was only a cruel mockery, for
they had scarcely time to look about
them and take in the full extent of their
peril and the hopelessness of their situ
ation, when they beheld an immense ice
floe bearing directly dowii upon them
from tho rear. If it struck them they
were lost beyond a peradventure. It did
strike them, and hurled them, boat and
all, over the precipice into tho seething
Maters below, where they came to, right
side up, boat and men ulike uninjured.
Certainly there are few more remarkable
escapes "out of tho jaws of death" on
record than this. Xttic York Graphic,
The Sexton Got More Than the Minister.
A young gentleman was recently
married at an uptown church, and as he
was preparing for the ceremony, ho
placed tho money he intended toThaud
to tho minister a ten-dollar gold piece
in ono vest pocket, and a live-dollar
gold piece for the sexton in another.
Tho service over, the minister was met
by the sexton, who woro a smile as
largo as tho front door of tho church.
" That was a fine couple," said the
smiling sexton.
" Very nice party, Jeremiah," said tho
minister.
"''And quite a liberal ono, too. See
what they gave me ?" said the sexton,
as he opened his hand and showed the
glittering eagle.
The minister eyed it curiously and
i'eplied: "Ahem I that's very kind in
them; but see what they gave me!" and
he fished up tho five-dollar piece from
his pocket.
The sexton wondered, and the parson
walked away, but both had a suspicion
there had been a mistake made and
there was. Baltimore Every Saturday.
At a sale of autograph lotters and
manuscript in Boston Edgar A. Poe
brought 615 (a criticism of Irving);
Hawthorne, 83.75: Burton, 81.05; E. L.
Davenport, 2.25; Daniel -Webster,
81.60; Franklin, 87; Jeff Davis, 81.05;
Robert E. Lee, 81.75; General Robert
Anderson, 82.80.
A TOWER OF SKILLS.
The l.liimly Sight to be Seen on an l.land
oil' tbe Const of Africa.
A correspondent of n Now York paper,
who dates his lotter "Off tho African
Coast," tolls this terriblo story of East
ern vengeance : Heading southward
along the Tunisian sea-board in ono of
tho littlo coasters with which these wa
ters abound, you find in the angle form
ed by tho intersection of tho Tunis coast
lino and that of Tripoli a largo, low,
nearly circular island, which at first sight
appears fully as barren and desolato as
the gray unending sands of tho African
shore along the southern horizon. Your
map will tell you that this uninviting
sandbank is called tha Islo of Jerboh, a
namo which, unless. von happen to bo
unusually well read ' in tho chivalrio
chronicles of the sixteenth oentury, will
probably leave you just as wise as you
were before Apparently, however, your
Arab fellow-passengers aro -better in
formed, for tho first glimpse of the island
seems to produce an extraordinary com
motion among them. Hands aro eagerly
pointed at tho long grnyish-yellow baml
which lies almost level with the smooth
bright water, and the slumberous black
eyes flash fire under the shadow of tho
huflo whito turban, while tho namo of
" Burj-er-Eoos" flies from mouth to
mouth. Even should you happen tb
havo learned Arabic enough to know
that this mysterious word means "tower
of skulls," you aro hardly likely to bo
very much enlightened thereby. The
captain of the vessel, should ho bo an
Englishman, will give you but littlo
help in your embarrassment, answering
your appeal for information only by a
knowing grin and an admonition to
" keep your eyes open and you'll see a
pretty queer sight before long." Little
by littlo a huge, grayish-white mass be
gins to define itself upon the flat, sandy
shore of the island, standing up gaunt
and grim against the warm, dreamy
bluo of tho lustrous sky. As we ap
proach, this formless heap
gradually shapes itself into frown
ing ramparts ond turreted battle
ments and massive towers and all tho
barbaric grandeur of a genuine Eastern
fortress. At its foot tho bright blue sea
ureAKs in guttering wavelets, while be- I
muu u uu oasis vi ncu louagc amiu
the hot, biussv yellow of tho sandy
shore tho vast banner-like leaves of the
date palms droop voluptuously upon the I
breezeloss air. No painter could wish
a finer study, but the most striking
feature of the panorama is still to come.
A sudden turn of the coast reveals a
projecting headland, surmounted by a
tall white tower, at sight of which the
shouts of "Burj-or-Itoos! Burj-er-Iioos
!" burst forth again with re
doubled energy. , The strange . building
is cone-shaped, and altogether not un
like the giunt ants' nests of Africa or
South America, but many yards in height
and resting upon a base as broad as that
of a cathedral tower. Moment
by moment, as the ship nears
the land, this r3ysterious structure
stands out more and more plainly. It
is not long before yon begin to notice
that the seaward face of tho tower has
crumbled beneath the action of wind
and weather, revealing through a wide
gap the dark hollow of the interior.
As you gaze, there breaks suddenly
out of its gloomy shadow, just where
the light enters it, a yellowish, ghostly
glimmer, like dim lantern-light seen in
a vault. Yon have recourse to your
glass, and perceive with a momentary
thrill .of horror, that this strange glim
mering proceeds from the teeth of thous
ands of human skulls, which fill up
the whole interior of tho building.
This is the famous ' Burj-er-lloos,"
or Tower of Skulls, which, for three
centuries past, has given to this remoto
nook a strange and terrible renown.
The. vengeance of Timour has left upon
the banks of the Oxus more than ono
Golotha of this kind, which I had an
unexpected chance of examining during
tho Khiva expedition of 1873. In
Europe, however, there is but one sim
ilar monument, which, as might be ex
pected, belongs to Turkey, tho only
European country in which such a
relic of utter barbarism would not bo
out of place in the nineteenth century;
Tho traveler who rides along the great
southern highroad from Belgrade to tho
Sofia Pass over the Balkan, sees by the
wayside a pyramidal building in which
are imbedded 30,000 human skulls.
Nor does this ghoul-like memento data
back to any remoto apro of half
human ferocity. It is no older than tho
year 1800, when Soma's declaration of
independence was answered by Turkey
with the massacre which havo left these
80,000 Christian heads a lasting memo
rial of what tho "unspeakable Turk"
has always been and always will bo.
Hut among all these trophies of death
there is not one which can claim to be
either as well-preserved or as hideously
artistic as the fatal tower of Jerbeh. It
seems as if those who planted it hero
for an eternal monument of their ven
geance had taken a grim pleasure in
making it imperishable as the hatred by
which that vengeance was devised . Tim
skulls are ranged in symmetrical layers,
like shells in tho cases of a museum,
each laver being supported upon a kind
of trestle-work formed from the
larger bones of tho skeletons which
has served as the materials of this
ghastly aehitecture. The cure with
which every bone has been placed, and
tho gradual tapering off of tho higher
tiers toward the point of the cone so far
as to lessen the strain imposed upon
the basement, render the whole struc
ture as solid as a pyramid of stone. So
strong, indeed, is its stability through
out, and so carefully has the outer coat
ing of sun-baked clay, which binds the
whole together, been laid on that the
storms of more than three centuries
have been powerless to work it any
fartherharm than the gap in its seaward
face.
Accounts vary as to the total number
of skulls which it contains, but by com
paring the the statements of the old
Christian chroniclers with those of local
tradition, one may safely assume that
this gloomy oil mausoleum has
absorbed into itself the lives
of at least twenty-five thousand men.
From the natives themselves there is
but little to be cleaned respecting this
confused tradition of a great victory
achieved by their forefathers tipon this
spot, and the extermination of a vast
number of "unbelieving dogs." But
when you turn to the Christian histor
ians of the period, you find tho story
complete iu every detail, told with a
graphic minuteness and childliko sim
plicity worthy of Herodotus or of Frois
sart. And a grim study it is ono of
tho most collossal tragedies of that
strange era when everything, whether
for good or for evil, was done upon a
gigantic scalo. Tho drama opens, as if
to heighten tho tragic effect, with the
joyous departure from Malta, in 1561,
of Count La Cerda and his splendid
armament, to conquer tho city
and principality of Tripoli in
tho name of Phillip II. Gal
lantly do the doomed merr sail forth in
the glory of tho summer morning, upon
the fatal venturo from which they are
never to return. The smooth, bright
sea echoes with their jests and laughter,
and the rising sun lights up their glit
tering arms and fantastic bravery,
while abovo them floats the banner of
that cross whoso spirit alas ! is so widely
different from their own. But even
during tho short southward vovago wo
hear of many things which bode no
good to the adventure. "littlo prayer
or chanting of God's praiso was to 'be
heard among them, but many foul oaths,
much drinking and dicing, unseemly
jests, and godless revelry; for they .wist
not of the evil to come, God having
blinded their eyes, to tho intent that
He might make His judgment upon
them tho heavier." Meanwhile La
Cerda himself drinks deep and boasts
loudly, in o fashion that may
well make us augur ill for
tho success of an expedition
commanded by such a leader. But
at the first glimpse of the strong walls
and bristling cannon of Tripoli, this
braggart's courage cools at once. Ho
dispatches a swift galley back to Malta
for heavy artillery, and meanwhile, al
tering his course, suddenly sweeps down
upon tho undefended island of Jerbeh.
At first he is only too successful. The
island is swept with firo and sword, the
unprepared enemy slaughtered without
rnorev. nni thn nnlv ftmitrhtnv nf tlirn
and the oulv
principal chief, Yokdah, cruellv out-
rawed bv
Juan de la Saera, bravest and
worst of the profligate cavaliers of Spain.
Watching a moment when her captor's
attention is diverted from her, the for
lorn girl snatches up a dagger and stabs
herself to the heart, invoking with her
lust breath the vengeance of God upon
thoso who profaned tho service of
heaven- with tho deeds of hell.
From this point onward the shad
ows of coming destruction gather
over darker and darker around the
doomed host. ' ' Whou word was brought
to lolcdali of what had chanced, ho an
swered nought, but gripped the hilt of
Lis oimctor till the blood started from
his lingers. Then his lips moved, but
no man wist what he spake; howbeit,
they might well guess by his look that
is boded no good to tiiem of Spain."
The bereaved father Las not long to wait
for his vengeaneo. As if heaven itself
had doomed them, the Spanish veterans,
flushed with their easy victory, relax
their wonted vigilance, and give them
selves up lo t lie wildest excess of de
bauchery. Like lightning from a clear
sky, destruction falls upon them in the
midst of their fancied security. Two
smaller detachments, scattered through
the outlying villages, arc cut oil
lo a man, and Yokdah's fierce
swordum-u, with their thirst for
vengeance still unslaked, sweep
onward to attack the main body,
which lies in the town of Gerba itself.
At dead of night the Spaniards aro
startled from their drunken sleep bv tho
yell of "Allah Ackbar !" (God is" vie
torions,) and instantly the whole town
is one whirl of struggling figures and
tossing arms and blazing torches and
flashing weapons and hellish uproar and
merciless butchery. But such a combat
is too unequal to last. Outnumbered
and unprepared and basely abandoned
by their pusillanimous leader, tho inva
ders aro soon driven pell-mell down to
the shore, whoro tho scene culminates
in a sceno of honor worthy of Danto :
" Tho Christians, being put ' tho worse,
flung themselves into the sea, thinking
to fly unto their ships ; but even
thither did tho infidels pursue them,
raging like savage wolves. Thus was
the tight waged in darkness amid
the waves of the sea a thing tin
thought of heretofore. And with
such rage did they grapple one
another that many sank and were
drowned thus locked togother, refusing
to quit their hold. Many ulso were
slain with the sword, and many more,
being borno down by the weight of their
armor, perished miserably. Of all that
had been in tho town, none escaped;
and last of ull died Juan de la Saera
himself, whom God's vengeance suffered
not to live. For when he had well
nigh gained the ships.a Saracen grappled
him and would have slain him, but
Yokdah, the chief, cried aloud, ' Harm
him not; I keep him for my own prize !'
And by the force of many lie was taken
alive, and was dragged back to the
shore. Then the infidels, tho battle
being ended, gathered the heads of
them that were shun and built them
into a tower; and Saera, when ho had
endnrod manv and crrevious torments.
such as none but Saracen wit could de
vise, was beheaded, and his head laid
on the summit of the pilo by Yokdah,
their princo, as being a fitting crown for
such a monument.
Mr. Winans, the son of the late Bal
timore millionaire, lives in great splen
dor iu England, having one of the most
magnificent places in London, and, with
ono exception, the finest door park in
Scotland, which is kept up in. royal
style. He has a morbid ' dread of the
sea, and says nothing would tempt him
to cross it again, and .neither of his two
sons has ever been in America. His in
come is nearly 81,000,000, with a pros
pect of trebling it in ten years. He
sponds his money lavishly, but himself
cares tor noiuwg uui eugiueenag.
The riohest mine in New Mexico, now
worth 83,000,000, was originally sold
for $3 in silver, a little gold dust, and
an old revolver. But they don't all
I turn out so well.
FARM, GARDEN AXD HOUSEHOLD.
Farm and CJnrden Notes.
Pure milk condensed to one-third wall'
remain sweet from five to ten days in
warm weather.
Temper in animals is hereditary as
well as in man; it is not desirable to
breed from a vicious sire.
Good milk requires good, sound food,
and a largo yield of milk requires a largo
supply of good, sound food.
Harness oil mado of ono gallon of
neatsfoot oil, with four ounces of lamp
black, well mixed, is simple and effect
ive. The man whoso watering-trough is
not dry, and whoso stock can drink
their fill under cover, has much to be
thankful for.
Spent tan bark has been plowed into
a compact clay soil with tho best results;
as it rendered the soil mellow and in
creased its warmth.
Pastures that have been fed a few sea
sons will generally produce more-milk,
or make more fat, than thoso wliich
have been newly seeded' down.
Charred corn is one of tho best things
which con be fed to hens to make them
lay. It must not bo fed as a regular
diet, but in limited quantities each day'i
To heavily feed a cow of sorao milk
ing capacity is very poor economy. ' Rich
food will produce crood results when
fed to cows that give large quantities of
rich milk.
A teaspoonful of powdered charcoal;
a quart of bran, and rcfuso from the
table, mixed and moistened with warm
water, aro the ingredients of a capital
egg-producing food for hens.
Soils aro improved by mixing. ' Tho
physical properties of t fie soil havo an
important influence upon its average
fertility. Tho admixture of pure sand
with clay soil produces an alteration
which is often beneficiul, and which is
almost wholly physical. The sand
opens the pores of the clay and makes
it more permeable to the air.
Flak is a crop which would follow a
clean cultivated crop of sugar beets or
mangels. It cau only be grown to ad
vantage on well fertilized lands.
Mr. W. W. Higbee, Charlotte, Vt.,
writes to the American Cultivator that
tho dry summer of 1880 demonstrated
in his neighborhood that animals had
better go short of food, with plenty of
pure water, than run in grass knee
deep with half enough to drink. ,:In
many instances iu pastures where there
was lack of water, young stock and
beeves actually grew poor, and did not
command as much in the fall as they
would havo brought in tho spring.' '
Household Ilinls.
In icing cakes, the knifo should be
frequently dipped into cold water.
Cool rainwater and soda will remove
machine grease from washable fabrics.
Parsley eaten with vinegar will re
move the unpleasant ellects ot eating
onions.
If vour coal firo is low, a tablespoon-
ul of suit thrown on it will help it verv
much.
Oil-cloth should be cleaned with milk
nnd water; a brush and soap will
nin it.
A teaspoonful of turpentine boiled
with your while clothes will aid. the
whitening process.
Cakes, puddings, etc., are improved
by making tho currants, sugar and flour
hot bel'oro using.
:V spoonful of stewed tomatoes in the
gravy ot either roasted or tried meat is
an improvement.
Cold boiled potato used as soap will
clean tho hands, and keep tho skin soft
and healthy. Those not overboiled are
tho best.
In boiling meat for soup cold water
should bo used to extract the juices. If
the meat is wanted for itself alone.
plungo in boiling water at once.
Water standing for a night in a close
r crowded room absorbs tho impure
far, and becomes very unwholesome and
positively injurious to health. Be care
ful not to use water that has stood in a
lead pipe.
All sorts of vessels and utensils may
bo purified from long retained smells of
every kind, in the easiest and most per
fect manner, by rinsing them out well
with charcoal powder, after the grosser
impurities have been scoured oS with
sand and water.
In washing oil-cloths, as wo havo be
fore advised, never use any soup or
a scrub brush. It will destroy an oil-
cloth, that should last for years, in a
short time. Use instead warm water
and a soft cloth or flannel, and wipe ofl'
with water and skim-milk.
Tea drinkers nowadays will do well
to apply the following simple tests to
tho tea purchased of their grocers.
Turn out the infused leaves, and if they
are found a good brown color, with fuir
substance, tho tea .will bo wholesome;
but if the leaves jare black and-of a rottejn
texture, with an oily appearance, the tea
will not bo nt to driuu. llio purer tho
tea . the more tho distinctively brown
color of tho leal strikes the attention.
The mixing that is frequently adopted
to reduce prices results in the two Kinds
of leaves being supplied, together. It
is important to see that tho leaves have
the serrated or saw-like edges, without
which no tea is genuine,
An Actor's Practical Jokes.
The late Mr. Sotheru's comical con
trivances were endless. HiKznoekets, in
addition to tho piece of soap which for
years lie carried about .in . order to
startle unwary friends by marking
their looking-glasses so as to give them
the appearance of being cracked across,
were always full of labels marked
" poison," and so on, and these ho
affixed, whenever an opportunity
afforded, on likely objects. On the
railings of a London square he one day
saw a newly-painted board with the
inscription: " None but led dogs
admitted;" out came one of tho end
less supply of labels, and passers-by
were astonished for a few days to read.
" None but mad dogs admitted."
HUMOROUS.
Going tho whole hog Attributing
Shakespeare's plays to Boston. Jloston
Courier.
If a cobbler is guilty of tho crime of
marrying fwo wives it hns been decided
by th'e highest authority that he must
stick to his last.
It is asserted that Vcnnor at one timo
was a plumber. Well, he's not the only
plumber that makes a good weather
profit. Statugman.
A howling dog and an amateur ao
cordeou player will cause the angel of
peace to plume its wings and flee from
the best locality on which tho sun ever
rthono. Argo.
Jerusalem is to ha e street cars, pas
senger elevators and a telephone ex
change, whilo to complete the misery of
tho inhabitants on organ grinder is on
his way there. Philadelphia yews.
A fashionable young lady was seen
blacking her brother's boots tho other
morning, and the next day Bhe helped
do tho family washing. It is thought
she is fitting hersolf to become the wifo
of an Italian count. Puck:
The young milkman and his girl stood
before 'a justice of tho peace. "You
take this milk ahem ! this man for
butter or for worse?" the mighty man
of tho law inquired. The girl said it
never a-curd to her before, but she sup
posed she would if tlial was the only
whey.
Thoso aro cute fellows, those New
York sharpers. One of them advertised
that he could cure a turn-up nose, and
would send the direction to all who
would forward a dollar. A lady sent
this amount, and was told in reply to
employ a blacksmith to hit her nose on
the end with a sledge hammer.
Soiue arithmetical chap has figured
out that Vanderbilt's income would al
low him to visit 8,000 circuses, eat 10,
000 pints of peanuts and drink 5,000
glasses of lemonade every day in the
year. But he doesn't do it. Thus it
t an be seen .that wealth is given to those
who don't know how to enjoy it.
Boston Pott.
Mrs. Bombazine, who engineers a
Galveston hashorv, can bo very sarcas
tic. Ono of her boarders always comes
late and eats like he has a power-of-at-torney
to eat for several of his friends.
Yesterday, sh'o Baid to him : " Young
man, you come at one and eat for
twelve. Now couldn't you arrange it to
como at twelve and eat for one?" Gal
,reston Arctrs.
It is said that the bride in removing
her bridal robe and ehaplet at the com
pletion of tho marriage ceremony must
take especial care to throw away every
pin worn on this eventful day. Evil
fortune, it is ufiirmed, will sooner or
Inter inevitably overtako the bride who
keeps even one pin used in the marriage
toilet. The above was written to dis
courage tho excessive use of pins by tho
ladies; but tho young men think that
some such caution addressed to unmar
ried ludies would be more to the point.
These aro tho pins that lacerate tho
poor fellows. Boston T ranscript.
Old Chrysler is a very wealthy and
aristocratic Galvestonian. Yesterday he
was examining his orange trees, to see
if they had suffered from tho frost, when
a young tramp stopped at his gato and
looked in anxiously. "What are you.
looking at?" growled old Chrysler.
' Just spelling out ver name on tho
door-plate, guvnor." "What are you
doiug that for?" "Nothing, only I
wanted to know your name, so 1 could
set up an alibi in case you claimed me
for your son, 'who escaped from tho
penitentiary tho other day." He must
have lookod like he belonged to tho
family, for tho old man followed him up
three' blocks, with a garden rake, to get
a lock of his hail'. Galveston -Vtftcs.
Bibliomania.
Bibliomania originated in the Nether
lands at tho' closo of tho sixteenth cen
tury, whence it spread to England,
aging violently there, and more recent
ly appearing in France and this coun-
rv. The Uiblo lias attracted any num-
er of collectors. 1 he British museum
has the largest lot of different editions,
though the late James Lenox,
founder of the Lenox library in New
York, nearly equaled it. The highest
price ever paid for a singlo volume was
at tho sale of tho Duke of Rosburghe's
library in London (1812), when the
Marquis of Blandford, in a spirited
competition with Lord Spencer, paid
lor a copy oi tno nrst ccution ox mo
Decameron," publishes! at Venice by
Vuldarfer in 1471, a sum nearly equal
to 811.300 of our money. When tho
marquis library was put up at auction,
Lord Spencer tried again, and secured
tho precious tomo for about 84,000,
about 80,000 less than he had bid
den seven years before. Nasser-ed-deen,
Shah of Persia, has an
edition of the " Arabian Nights" on
wihich artists worked under his spec ial
roction for ten or twelve years, until it
cost 8100,000. Henri Boulard, literary
executor of La Harpo, spent a fortune
in buying editions of itacine. boieinnes
gathered all tho dramatio pieces tnai
had ever been presented, going so far
as to purchase books in languages
which he could not read. A well-
known New Yorker gave, some years
since, $2,500 for a copy of the Mazarin
Bible, supposed to have been printed in
1450. ine lavonte dooks oi uiuuoma-
niacs. have been Delphiui and first edi
tions of the classics, editions that ap
peared In the infancy of typography,
(incunabula,) worKS oi me jizevirs, oi
Aldus ; Coinino, of Padua ; Bodoni,
Mattairo, Fonlis, and Bardou. mere is
no end to the vagaries of book fanciers.
The defects of volumes became as great
an inducement to. ownership as any
beauties. Dibdin (Thomas F.,) who
first introduced the term bibliomaniao
into our language to denote the rage
for rare and curious books, has pub
lished a volume on the subject, and La
Bruyere has, in his " Caraoteres," a
chapter exclusively devoted to them.
Oddly enough, the passion seems to be
increasing throughout civilization,
famous catastrophe, save the vague and
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