' ' ' I'' ' ' HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher, Nit, DESPERANDUM. Two Dollars per Annum. VOL. XII. Tim Parting. Hot "Farewell 1" Oli, openk it never ! Time will dintnnce in it find Ximit never flying ever Leaving dnrkened hope behind. Soon yon quiot vessel's motion, Soon shall yonder rolling ocean, Throw my spirit o'er the past Closing now between us fast. Bid me, then, if nnght be ppoken, Eid me cheerily, "Oood-niRht;" So that, w akinjr. nye unbroken Memory link it with the light. Thns Rhnll every morning cheer me, Bring thine image ever near mo, With that word that seems to say, "Part wo only for a day." Yet I know not why I ask theo Now to play a hollow part: No, I will not, will not task thee Tims to vail an aching heart. Truth and thou were never parted; Part not now, though, broken-hearted, Truth thy faltering tongue compel Bitterly to say, "Farewell !" Spenk it, then, nor stay the sadness Brimming now within thine eyes: ecp, oh weep nor think it madness Thus thy burning tear to prize. Mini to woe was ever plighted; Then be mine with thine united. Oh, 'twere bliss, to him unknown, Mourning for himself alone. Washington Allston. Bread Cast Upon the Waters. After threescore years and ten spent in accumulating fame and fortune Colonel A'iniiig had lived ten inoretosee liis fame a tiling of the past and his fortune take to itself wings and ffv iiway. Ten years too long, said the worldly-wise ; but not so thought the treat reaper, for lie often leaves liis fruit to be mellowed by the early frosts, and in those ten years the ambitious man became even as a little child. Of the vast landed estates once liis, onlv enough was left to defray the expense's of his burial. The friends who had gathered around liiin in his day of power had all gone before him to the spirit land. The grass grew green over the graves of two noble sons and three lovely daughters, and the sole scion of his race was Edward Yining Coulac, the son of his best beloved daughter Margaret. "With her wit and beauty she had been the pride of his heart ; but in an evil hour she had met Henri Coulac, an unprincipled adven turer, and in suite of tl friends and the prayers of her father she trusted iier fate to his keeping. Ere tiiu honeymoon had waned the man she - had sworn to honor had earned her bit-tere-t contempt; and after squandering her property and humbling her pride, lie deserted her when her situation would have excited tint sympathy even of a stranger. A few months after her return to her old home a wailing infant was placed in her arms; she scanned liis features eagerly, then with a mur mured " Thank (loci, he is all mine," pi iced him in her father's arms and found for herself the rest of the broken-h irted. Deprived of father's and mother's love, in the midst of poverty and sor row, the boy yet throve like' the mag nolia of his own southern swamps, which hides with beauty and fragrance the deadly miasmas of its birthplace. , His ambitious spirit 'and buovant temper cheered the last days of his grandfather; when the trembling hand was laid upon his head in dving bene diction he felt that he was indeed Messed, though he turned from the grave a wanderer; for the ancestral home was sold by eager creditors ere the days of mourning were at an end. Kith or kin there was none in the world to whom he could turn, and as lie sat in the ollice brooding over his lonely condition his sad face touched the heart of Major Legere. "Yining," said he, "life in this sleepy town of ours is rather a dull thing for a young fellow like. you. How would you like to get away and see something of the world ?" "Like it," said Yining, in a tone meant to be cheerful, "why don't you ask me how I would like to go to heaven ?" " I don't wish you so well awav as that, but if you can content yourself with a shorter journey I will help you on the way. 1 have business in New York which requires personal atten tion for the coming year, and there is no one to whom 1 can so confidently intrust it as to vou. AVill vou go y" " I should like to go if "and Yi ning's glance rested sadly upon his rusty clothes. " Then the matter is settled, and I expect you to leave here the first of next week. Here is money to defray your present expenses, and I will give you a letter of credit to my banker. Take it," he continued, noticing the doubting curve of the sensitive lips. ' it's a small part of what I shall owe " " r.... . you for transacting this business. Had vonr crrandfather been a man to boast of his good deeds you would feel it I was vour due, for he made a man of me. So count on one friend as long as' Bob Legere lives." The lawyer's rug ged face softened at the recollection of the old days when he had cherished a hopeless passion for the beautiful Margaret Vining. At the appointed time the voting man, wnn a nearty uou mess Y-s.11 from Hob Legere, was speeding north- j ward. New York, with its Babel of j tongues, its rush and roar of human life, its squalid poverty and glittering ' splendor was a revelation to Yining, , splendor was a revelation to Vining, j accustomed as he had been to the de- ' caying gentility of a southern town, ! wnn its iiorror oi modern ideas and its I aevouon to uie traditions or a dead past. At an early day Vining presented hW&elf at the banker's, Mr. McEach- O.II II'QU Ul-llVlittl 1,1 I i.- n. duu n an mwiui lcu iiiLti inn ill I v;n H ph I iim ill w-f'fi ihii riirim u'irri tiiq nr. kithw mj TMinnv rnrinrrh inh. v o " " webbed windows, the dying coals in the grate emitting a feeble glare, nnd the opened letters scattered around on dusty desks, formed a fitting frame for the central figure, a small, spare man with iron gray hair; erect as porcupine quills, a face like a withered crab apple, and keen blue eyes, in which twinkled a gleam of humor, as he caught the critical glance taking in the appointments of the room. A puzzled expression deepened the wrinkles in his forehead, as he looked from the card in his hand to the face of his visitor. "E. Y. Coulac," repeated he, as if t himself. "F.xcuse my curiosity, sir hut, your face is strangely familiar, though I am sure I have never heard your name before. "What is it in full?" "Hdward Yining Coulac." "Any relation to Colonel Yining, of liel Air?" "lie was my grandfather, sir," said the young man,, drawing himself up proudly. The banker grasped liis hand eagerly, exclaiming, with a tremor in his voice' : "Mr. Coulac, for his sake vou are wel come. 1 hero is no human beinir tbnt was near to him but what has a claim on John McEachin." . Then in a brisker tone than usual, as if ashamed of the emotion into which lie had been betrayed, he resumed the conversation on business topics ; yet his gaze lingered almost fondly upon the bright face turned to him, iind as Yining rose to go he said: "Mr. Coulac, to-morrow is an anniversary with me, and if you will dine with" my family and a few guests 1 will explain to you why the sound of your grandfather's name after a lapse of forty years sets my heart beating like a schoolboy's tit the mention of his first sweetheart." The invitation was courteously ac- i-i-oieu aim uie morrow saw Vining in the banker's parlors. Mr. McEachin received him cordially, and presenting nun io ins oaugiiier f lora, said: "Mr. inlae has special claims on our hospi tality which vou will iladlv ni-L-nnu-1 edge after the story I tell you -to-day." A soft hand was extended in friendly greeting, and a pair of merry blue eye's shot coquettish glances of welcome from under brown' fringed lids. lie was-beguiled into such forget fulness of time and place that when, at the close of dinner he whs rnnl l.v -fr "f.- I-.aclun s voice, he felt like one waked from a dream. "Mr. Coulac. I have loinr promised my family a story of your land forty years ago, and if you will not think nie rude I will tell it in your presence." "You can say nothing, sir, to make iiieiovemy country less, as I believe you would say nothing to wound the feelings of your guest." The banker nodded with an amused mile as if to say, "We'll see about that," and proceeded: "It is now some forty odd years since a jvihller could be seen plodding i:is way through one of those prairies whose rich land has given the name of I ae black belt' to many counties in the southern part of Alabama. Xot that the appearance of these travelers was i i unusual occurrence, for it was in tltegood old days when the planter ruled his domains like a feudal lord, linl extended the hospitality of ids home to the passing stranger, and the P'-ddler with his pack served to while away the leisure hours of the ladies of the mansion, and to vary the monotony of the plantation life for the dusky Dinahs of the quarter. This particu lar tourist carried all his worldly pear in his pack, but he was rich in 'youth in health and in Yankee pluck, shc tiudged along under the October sun he whistled as joyously as the mocking birds in the magnolia groves near the great house he was approaching. It was near the hour of. noon, and as he was near the quarter he thought he would rest there, and perhaps secure some savory additions to his scanty lunch. As he opened the gate a tow headed urchin called out : 'If vou uns comes in hyar I'll sie mv yaller Vlrl on you.' Just then a woman, whose shining black face and portly figure could belong to none other than the cook, sallied round the house carrying a rough, unpolished horn. Upon this she blew a blast so loud and long that the traveler fancied the walls of another Jericho tumble at its hoarse summons. Seeing the stranger at the gate, her native hospitality prompted her to accost him, whereupon the boy again called out: ' You ole Chine, if you don't makethat 'ar beggar go away from thar I'll tell my par. Xow the recollection of sun dry dimes, tied up in an old stocking leg in her ' chist,' made her very sen sible of the duties the community owed to this class of pilgrims, so set ting her arms akimbo and muttering. ' You shut up your gab, you poor sand digger,' she proceeded to arrano-n -vi itli the peddler for bis nnnnil.iv rennet The overseer rode by and 'regarded them with a scowl, which in nn wicn : " ""i, muni in no wise interfered with Chloe'sgood humor for she reimiil l.in. n-iti. . tempt. With a keen eve to br ,. interest she had not failed to eon- sider the irood of her f,.n,.,-a and had arranged for an ex hibition of the peddler's wares while the overseer enjoyed his evening siesta. So a merry group gathered in front of Aunt Chine's cabin at uie appointed hour, and a brisk barter was being carried on with much lively chatter when they were rupted by the gruff voice of the inter-over- seer : 'Git out ( peddler, with yi These chaps head 'Glt out Of here, you rascally These chaps heads are so full of your nonsense that they are no manner of account.' Then turning to Chloe: You black wench, you, when my family orders vou to do anvthi no- von'il better do it.' " She bounced into her cabin, her frame quivering with indignation as she replied : 'Mas'r didn't send me here to be ordered round by the likes of that tow-headed Billy.' Meanwhile, the HIDGrWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THUllSDAY, SEPTEMBER peddler wasleistirelypaeklng his wares, when the overseer, his wrath increased by'hloe's impudence, ordered him to 'trot up.' " 'I walked on to your land and I'll walk off, and nothing you can say or do will make me trot,' was the cool reply. " 'I'll make two of these chaps take you down and beat the life out of you, you impudent rascal,' said the overseer, in n voice choked with passion. "'You'll have one negro the less, then, for while they are doing it I shall certainly kill one of them,' replied the peddler, straightening up and taking a calm survey of the brawny Samsons around him. '"Cyrus! Major! tie that Yankee sneak down ami give him lifty,' came the order. "The negroes slunk back, affecting more fear than they really felt, for they rejoiced in uie opportunity or paying oil old scores against their brutal tyrant. ' I das'ent to touch that white man,' said Cyrus, trembling, 'fur he'll kill me shore.' " 'I'll show you how to come here teaching these black apes sass,' said the overseer, almost beside himself with rage and seizing the peddler ; where upon ensued a scuffle in which his brute strength was no match for the youth ful agility of his rival, anil he soon cried lustily for quarter. The peddler, seemingly well satisfied, released his hold, and with a friendly nod to the negroes went on his way. lie had reached town in the afternoon and was exhibiting his wares when he was roughly seized and a sheriff's warrant thrust into his hands. He was arrested upon the grave charges of inflicting the slaves to resist lawful authority and a murderous assault unon the ner- son of their overseer. In the midst of strangers, and almost penniless, he was thrust into jail to await his trial before the ensuing court. Humors of his dan gerous character and incendiary mis sion floated like thistle-down upon the Wings of every wind ; for it was at an era when the seeds of sectional distrust, destined like the teeth of the fabled dragon to spring up armed warriors, were being sown broadcast. " A few days before the trial he sat in his cell thinking sadly of his far off home and his widowed' mother, when he was roused from his reverie bv the grating of the rusty bolt of his 'door, which swung open and admitted the jailer. He was followed by u man in the prime of intellectual and physical vigor. Aristocrat was stamped 'upon every line of his finely chiseled face, and he carried himself proudly as ona bora to rule. 'Colonel Yining,' said the jailer, 'has come to see bat la can do for you.' A sudden hope sprang up in the heart of the prisoner as he looked into the calm dark eves and noted the confident bearing of his visitor They were left alone, and after a con ference that lasted far into the night they parted with a fervent, 'Cod bless you, sir,' from the peddler. 'If my life is spared," said he, 'I will repay your kindness.' '"Understand, young man, I don't espouse your cause for the sake of a fee. 1 have iust heard tlmt these pettifoggers would defend vou, i. ..i.-.ii , . ... . .oui n : sn.ni iieer lie said Willie Kd- ward Yiniii'f lives that. :i lieii,ii stranger could find no advocate in the courts of Alabama. It's not the first time by many that I have done what tliev don't dare to do.' " The day for the trial rolled round and public excitement was at fever heat. 'I reckon Yining will hardly get a jun to his liking from this crowd,' said a lawyer, looking over the sea of surging angry faces. 'I don't know; I've never seen him fail to bend them vet,' was the reply; 'but if he succeeds here, I think there'll be an appeal to Judge Lynch before yonder sun goes down.' The jury was impaneled, and the witnesses examined. The whole weight of evidence bore heavily against the prisoner, for tl and his family were the only witnesses whose testimony could be received. The prosecuting' attorney summed up the evidence, then painted him as a midnight assassin sharing the hos pitality of the sinmlo nl aritpr mil stealing from his fireside under cover of darkness to array his slaves against him. A hush like that of the grave, broken only by the labored breathing of angry men, fell upon the room as he took his seat. This ominous si lence was broken bv a 1 OW murmur like the sweep of the distant tornado as Colonel Yining rose and began to njican. JMtin tne low, nute-like voice stilled the rising tempest, and the au dience with impassive faces settled themselves to listen. "'He's got 'em dead now,' whispered the lawyer. 'Nobody ever listens to him without going his way.' He too .summed up the evidence, anil with such clearness did he present it as a tissue of falsehood that men hung their heads for having accepted it. With wither ing sarcasm he tore into shreds the character of the plaintiff, his petty dishonesties, his'known intemperance anil his unvarying cruelty. Then the silence became more intense, and men leaned eagerly forward, as with a touch of pathos in the silvery voice he re counted the leading facts in the pris oner's life. How a mere bov, he had left his New England hills to earn a living for a widowed mother, who even then was watching for his return, little thinking that her boy was in jeopardy; attracted to Alabama by reports of her warm-hearted, open-handed children he had learned to love them for their kind ness to the wandering stranger. Then in glowing words, each one as a nail driven into a sure place,' he appealed to them by the memory of their own struggling youth to show mercy to the boy. One face softened, then another, and another, till under the spell of his matchless eloquence many a heard-fea-tured," grizzly-bearded man saw himself once more in the young prisoner. Then a hand would steal quietly up to brush. away a tear from a furrowed cheek, and even the keen gray eyes of the judgo were dimmed by a siupicious moisture - m nen uoionei v in;ng sat down such a storm of applause shook the house as had rarely waked th echoes of that sleepy burgh. When the jury brought in the verdict, 'Xot guilty,' he led ids client through the crowded room, en tered his carriage and drove home. There they sat down to a bountiful re past, aiter wiuen uoio.iei Vinfngordered liis biiL'irv. nnd linintirur In it uniil "There, my young f riitnd, is your chance for safety. Jerry wi'J drive you to the next town and nere h f to Help you out of the State. Your baggage is all in there. These people are brave and Iencrons. but. likp n lnt nf flrv wnml " ' only needing a spark to set them in a maze, ami your enemy is an unscrupu lous rascal ready to furnish all the tin der they may need. Let me hear from you as soon as you reach a place of safety, for I had a hanl pull, for your life to-day." ; " '(iod liless you, sir; if He spares me i snau sureiy repay you ior this day s work,' said the peddler. " 'Ten thousand dollars wouldn't have tempted me In do what I havi- done for you to-day, so don't worn about the debt; but while Edwaril ining lives it shall never be said that a stranirer was houn.lcd to iluntli In Alabama and not a voice raised In bis defense. But go ndw. for time hastens nun my wont must not lie undone. '"Mav.Tolm MeF.ni'hin'a riirlit lmn.1 forget its cunning, if he ever fails to ..,.... .1.... - i ii i iin-iiini i hum uiiv, sain me peouier, as looking his last upon the face of his preserver he rode away. "You see, Mr. Coulac, you needed no letter of credit to my house; your name is a passport to mv home nnd heart. Let us rise now and drink to the memory of Colonel Edward Vining, 1... 1 4. X 1 1 . ,V uie iuiiest man i nave ever Known. Beverently the guests rose and re sponded to the toast. This tribute to the nobility of his grandfather gave an added luster to Vining's dark eyes and a prouder grace to his lithe figure, Little wonder that Flora McEachin saw in him the hero of her girlish fancy; and as the davs lapsed into weeks and the weeks into months, to gether thev conned the old. old storv With Mr. McEachin's assistance Vining estaiuisiicd luniseit In Ins profession and rapidly won friends and position. When another Christmas tide rolled round the marriage bells of Vining Coulac and Flora McEachin bore their part of the burden of peace on eartli and good will to men. Sprinyjlehl K Son Captain's Heveiirro. It has often been said that there is no despotism in the world equal to that exercised bv the captain of a vessel when at sea.. This, of course, does not apply to yachts, tor those are not regis tered vessels, but sail under a license, and tlje captain of such a craft could be discharged by the owner when in mid ocean if for any reason the owner found fault with bis iii;in:irpii)i.nt Hut witli merchant vessels when once out of port the authority ot the captain is, by the laws of every nation, supreme. It is necessary that tins should lie so. A ship when at sea represents a number of different interests ; those who own the vessel, those who own the cargo, those that insure the hull anil its contents nnrl tlwii l:it but not least, are the lives of crew and possibly of passengers. There must be a responsible directing head, armed with the legal power to enforce any order he may think necessary for the protection of these different interests, and this authority could bo lodged no where but with the captain. His judg ment may be at fault, but if at the end of a voyage he can make oath that he considered what he did to be necessary for the protection of the interests in trusted to his keeping, it is almost im possible to punish him for his mistakes. An example of this arbitrary nower was given some years ago by the cap tain of a merchant vessel sailing from one of our Atlantic ports. The ship w.is 1 lound on a voyage to the west coast of South America, and her owner in vited one or two of his friends to go down the bay in her and re turn on the pilot boat. When outside the weather became somewhat threat ening, and the pilot boat was not imme diately on hand. The captain had long cherished a grudge against the owner and saw in the situation an opportunity of revenging himself. In spite of com mands and then of appeals made for the owner, his friends and the pilot, he put his vessel upon her course and sailed out to sea. His involuntary passengers were, of course, in a wretched state of mind, coming, as they did, wholly un prepared for a voyage around Cape Horn, and well aware that their rela tives and friends would have doubts as to their existence. This led the owner to resort to methods which led the cap tain to construe to be mutinous, and hence he had the former placed in con finement, while the entire party, with the exception of the pilot, were treated very much as if they had been com mon sailors, so far as their food supply was concerned. AVhen the ship arrived at her port of destination thtr captain was instantly dismissed ; but that was all the punishment that could be visited upon him. AVhen an orchard requires fertilizing it is best to do this all over the ground and not to apply manure only near the trees. This produces a large growth of roots close to the trees, for roots grow where soil is richest. Orchards need lime and ashes more than manure, and these soon produce healthy, smooth bark. Penn Yan, X. Y., is said to have got its name in this way : Two colonies settled there.one of Pennsyl vanians and one of Yankees. Each wanted to name the new settlement after their old homes. They finally compromised on Penn Yan. BULL MIX. How Ifrnry J. ltnvinoml nml Dr. Knssrll of the London "Thneii" lloile I.lko Mini lor Wnli1iiKon Kiunnrs of the Occa sion. Probably the best description of the wild stampede which followed the bat tle of Bull Kun ever printed appeared in the Pittsburg Dfsjmtvh recently. The historian is Kennedy Marshall, of Butler, Pa., a prominent lawyer. Mr. Marshall at the date of the battle was a member of the Pennsylvania legisla ture, and with hundreds of persons followed the army to see the rebels crushed by McDowell. Mr. Marshall was accompanied by Henry J. Kay niond, editor of the New York Times, and Dr. Bussell, the famous war corre spondent of the London Times. "Haymond, Bussell and I," began Mr. Marshall, " were seated on the roadside, taking lunch, at 3 o'clock in he afternoon. AVhile we were talking together we heard locomotives whistling over on the Manasses rail road. The trains stopped in a cut, out of sight. Pretty soon out marched a lot of soldiers in gray, witli a stand of brigade colors, and came at a double quick across the field. It was Kirby Smith with the last installment of Johnson's army from AVinchestcr, which had eluded Patterson. The panic which seized our troops when these fresh fighters hurled themselves at the Union lines, already tottering with exhaustion, was wilder than anything in military history since three Austrian soldiers, com ing out of the woods to surrender after the battle of Solfcrino, put tin whole French army to rout for a time. Kegiinents that hail stood up to their work bravely since 9 o'clock in the morning, incited awav in a few min utes at the sight of the gray charging columns. There was no" knowing what lorce was behind Smith, and Hunter's men did not wait to s J hey took the road to Centreville pell- mell, every man lor himself. The in fantry charged their own batteries, cut the horses loose, jumped on their backs and went to the rear at a gallop, Bussell disappeared on the tide at tin top of his speed. Bayinoncl drifted away from me, and I did not let many pass me in the race mvself. It was the further the faster, and after covering what seemed to me about live miles, I dropped exhausted besidi the road to rest. "By-and-bye Bavmond came along, He had found his barouche and he took me in. AVe whirled along in the crush of ambulances, artillery horses, pri vates, officers and camp-followers on foot, ladies and politicians in carriages, and WW or ;iUU steers, all making the best of their way to AVashington. A drove of cattle had been driven out be hind the army to be slaughtered after the battle. They were stampeded with the rest and added to the confusion. Tnere we; e inary amusing incidents. Earlier in the day I had noticed L. L. MctJuffin, of Xew Castle, since judge in this judicial disttrict, now dead. He was carrying water to one of the field hospitals, lie had been one of the 'On to Itichmond ' crowd, had come down to stiffen up the President's spine, and was loud in advocating a vigorous prosecution of the war. " He was a large man, ami wore a long linen duster. AVhen the rush in the rear began he ran with the rest. lie was fat, and as the crowd gradu ally swept past him he at last began to think the rebels must be almost within grasp of his Hying duster tail. Blind with sweat and dust, he tripped on a log and fell flat on his stomach, or as flat as he could fall on such a round stomach. A zouave, who was hard at his heels, came down with emphasis on top. Mr. Mediiflin was certain that the Philistines were upon him. and with a weak endeavor to roll his eves aro.md that he might see his foeman's face, exclaimed: 'Great heaven, gen tlemen, can't this thing be compro mised? " Before Haymond and I had driven far an ordnance wagon crushed intoour barouche and demolished it. I mounted one of the carriage horses. Haymond was in despair. " '(let on the other horse,' I cried. "'But I can't stick on.' " 'Then good-evening; I'm going to AVashington.' "Hold on; I can ride behind the nigger, exclaimed the distinguished editor, and he was about to climb up iieiiind uie colored driver when a car riage drove past with some Congress men whom he knew and he got in with them. 'I galloped away, but before I had gone far 1 saw a regiment drawn up in line across the road, with lixed bay onets, stopping the fugitives. I took to the fields, executed a Hank move ment and got past with a few others. AVhen I came to the little field tele graph office, near Fairfax Court House, was ruling ahead of my party. A wire had been laid out thus far and dispatches from the field were carried here and wired to AVashington. The last messages sent had told how our troops were driving the enemy. "' hat news trom the field? cried the little operator, with his finger on the key. " ' Our men are routed. They are running this way,' I shouted back to him as I galloped pitst. He cut loose his instrument, tucked it under his arm and took to his heels. AVhen the nex't orderly came with a dispatch he found the battery dismounted, and that was how I came to be the first to carry the news to AVashington. " I overtook Bull Kun Kussell, and we rode together for a while; but his horse was fagged and mine was fresh, so I soon left him. After that I rode foremost and alone. At Ball's Cross Koads I was challenged by a Dutch sentinel. Ben Morgan had my pass through the lines, but I had an annual pver the Pennsylvania railroad, signed 14. 1882 by Tom Scott. I showed the sentinel the name of Scott, told him it was General AVinfleld Scott, the Commander-in-chief, and he passed me through. I got over the Long bridge at AVashington at 9 o'clock, just as the countersign was be ing given out for the night. I rode up to AVillard's hotel through streets thronged with people, wild with ex citement over the favorable dispatches that had come in from the front. The brass bands were out in force, and soinbody was making a rousing 'On to Biehniond' speech from the balcony of the hotel. I walked Into the office under the sound of his inspiring words, knowing how soon those cheers would be hushed to whispers of affright. Chadwick was keeping the hotel then, and as I pushed up to the desk he stared at me, bareheaded and stream ing with dirt and sweat as I was, and finally recognizing me, asked me where I had been and what was the matter. " ' I come from the front. McDow oll is licked out of his boots, and the wreck of our army is not far behind inc.' " Chadwick dived back into his pri vate office with a scared face, and in a few moments came back and took me in with him. " There sat General Mansfield, who was in command of the troops around AVashington, with a bottle of cham pagne before him. " ' Mr. Chadwick informs me, sir, that you report our army retreating. Are you a military man, sir?' " ' Xo, sir. " ' Then, how do you know, sir, that they were not merely making a change of front or executing some other mili tary maneuver, sir?' " ' AVell, general,' I replied, as calmly as T could, while the gray-haired oil I martinet eyed me sternly, ' I saw whole regiments throw down their guns and take to the woods. I saw artillery men cut their horses loose from the guns and caissons and gallop away. I saw officers, men, Congressmen" and Texas steers running neck and neck down the road toward AVashington, and steers were the only things that had their tails up. It may have been a change of front, as you say, but ' " ' I don't believe a single word of it,' broke in the general, who had lis tened to me with evident impatience. "'Good-evening, I replied, and walked out of the door. The crowd had got the news by this time from Chadwick, and I was almost pulled to pieces. Somebody noticed that I was wearing a gray suit, and shouted : ' lie's a rebel.' There were several suggestions that I be lynched for try ing to stimulate arising of the rebel element in the city. General Mans field hurried off to the war depart ment, and pretty soon a sergeant and a squad of soldiers came for me and took me to the department. President Lincoln and his entire cabinet were there, with old General Scott, anxious ly waiting for news from the front. Simon Cameron had known me as a member of the legislature and vouched for my loyalty. There was very little said while I told my story briefly. " The President sat with his head bent down upon his hand, and was evi dently very much depressed. Simon Cameron, then secretary of war, was the coolest head in the cabinet. He immediately consulted with Scott as to hurrying reinforcements across the Potomac, and orders were issued to stop all fugitives at Long bridge. They asked me very few questions, imt after 1 had told my story and was dismissed, the newspaper correspondents nearly devoured me. Just as I came out of tin' war department I met one of Gen eral McDowell's aids bringing in the report of his coinmander'sdel'eat." Amber. The best pieces of amber are now taken in the rough by Armenian mer chants to Constantinople, where they are carved and chased and polished bv the hand of the engraver, as mouth pieces for pipes. In the nine bazaar of the great Byzantine edilice which contains mosmies. fountains and a labyrinth of arcaded streets, each a separate bazaar are hidden awav umber mouthpieces of fabulous value. in every shade of color, lustrous n crystal, and set with diamonds and rubies. Supported by sculptured col umns, and decorated with iirabesones. this dimly lighted city in the heart of Mamiioui is lull ot marvels and treas ures. Through its narrow thorough fares camels and carriages and horse men force their way, among a dense throng of people of every nation and type Turks in muslin turbans, Per sians in pyramidal bonnets of Astra khan fur, Hebrews in yellow coats, with Greeks, Armenians and running footmen in gorgeous liveries; and in this shifting crowd aro dignitaries of the court, who spend perhaps 50,000 francs on their pipe collections; and harem ladies wrapped in long white veils, who come for gray amber, gold embroidered bags of musk and sandal wood, and the sweet - scented gums made by the women of Chio, which are sold in the perfumery bazaar of this great oriental fair. Amber, little es teemed as it is at the present time in Europe, and although no longer the important source of wealth that it once was, still has a place in the lux ury and religion of the East. According to the Hochester Union a boy called at the side door of the resi dence of a gentleman of that city re cently and begged for something to eat. The servant said they had nothing. "Give me only a piece of bread," said the boy. A white terrier dog that had stood beside the girl was momentarily missed, but quickly returned, bearing in her mouth a large piece of bread that had been previously given her to eat. The dog went directly up to the boy, extended her paws, with the bread in her mouth, and offered it to him. NO. 30. Harvest Homes. Says the Pittsburg (Pa.) Dispatch: Tho old-time harvest home picnic which, like so many other excellent old customs, has dropped out of general ob servance, Is just now receiving a great revival. A couple of years ago it sud denly Rprang into usage again among Rome nf the famous farmer of Middle Xew York, and has rapidly spread be yond the confines fif that State, and be yond the limits of the farminfi class alone. In the rich farming country of Eastern Pennsylvania, and in Ohio and Illinois to the" west of us there have been notably large gatherings. The farming folk have not been able, if they so desired, to make these pic nics exclusively farmers' affairs. It has become quite the fashion among city and townspeople as well. The festivals being under the management of representative men from the coun try, have insured a respectability and decorum which does not always attend picnic parties which go from the city to the country. It never degenerates into a carouse, buretains its charac ter as a decent, orderly gathering for a day's enjoyment in the woods. Parents with large families of children, of the inconvenient size that tumble out of boats, gather stray toads to their bosoms, get beetles down their neck and squall have seized upon this new enterprise as an opportunity for taking them for a day of merry making at a picnic whtre there is no drinking and no lights. Besides, there is a fragrant suggestion of red apples and broad slices'of bread and butter about a real farmers' picnic that is very taking to city-living people. Of course, the farmers and their families constitute the largest part of the at tendance, for the obvious reason that they can see more of tiieir neighbors there than at .Tiiy other place. Many a horse trade is con summated at the harvest home and new varieties of seed wheat exchanged. The wives and daughters go partly for the fun, and largely be cause it is the latest fashion.' The rail road companies have not been slow to promote an enterprise which cultivates sociability, and hence conduces to vis iting and consequently traveling. The rates of fare to and from the harvest home are usually lower than on any other occasion. The custom of celebrating the gath ering in of the harvest by a feast or merrymaking is older in England than the introduction of Christianity, and as formerly practiced had many features of the old Druid dispensation. In Eng land generally this festival passes under the name of the " Harvest Home." In the northern counties it was called the " Mell Supper." In Scotland it was hailed under the designation of the " Kirn " or " Kirn Supper." And there were perhaps other local names. In the old simple days of England, the harvest home was such a scene as Horace's friends might have expect ed to see at his Sabine farm, or as Theocritus described in his Idyls. In these days the working people of a few contiguous farms only united in. the celebration, but subsequently whole counties came together. The grain last cut was brought home in its wagon, called the hock cart, surmounted by a figure formed of a sheaf with gay dressing, presumably representing the goddess Ceres. Sometimes the figure on the cart, instead of being a. mere drcssed-up bundle of grain, was a pretty girl of tlie reaping band, crowned with flower umd hailed as " the maiden," or in Scotland -"the har'st queen," Of this we have a description in a ballad of Bloomfield's: "Home came the jovlnl hockey load, I.ny of the whole j'curV crop, And (iraco 111110111; the green boughs rode, ltijiht plumi) upon the top. " Thi way and that way the wagon reeled And neer (ueen rode higher"; Her chocks were colored in Iho lleld, And ours before the fire." Herrick describes the harvest home of his day, the earlier half of the sev enteenth century, and chronicles tho cheering virtue of the "all-tempting frumentie," the "smirking wine" and the " stout beere" which lloweil freely upon the occasion. A custom obtained at the close of harvest of " Crying the Mare," as it was called in Hertfordshire, the "Xack," as it was termed in Devonshire, "Goobbir Bhacagh" or "tho Crippled Goat," as it was named in the- Isle of Skye. The last handful of grain cut by a farmer who got through his har vest first was tied up in a bundle, tricked out with ribbons and sent with some rude preliminary ceremonies to tardier neighbor who still had som grain still standing. He in turr when he completed liis harvest work passed it on to the nearest tardy one and so on until all the grain being cut in a neigh borhood it was time for har vest home. The last man holding the handful of grain, which constituted the Mare Xack or Goat, was esteemed a sluggard all the year through. In Scot land this last handful received more honorable treatment. It was cut by the bonniest lass in the district, tied up with ribbons and usually preserved in the fanner's parlor for t ho remainder of the year. The modern celebration of the in gathering of the harvest is by no means the rude festival of former days. The progress of tho farmer socially is yery well illustrated by a comparison of the festivities mentioned above with the amusement resources provided for at a picnic next Tuesday. There is to be a band of music on the grounds, and fat men's races, sack races and a boat race on the Ohio river opposite the ground. Swings, flying horses, croquet, base ball and the like amusements will make glad and tired the young genera tion. Altogether, the farmer of to-day provides his family with a decidedly greater variety of enjoyments than his remote ancestor in the days when "the Mare" was cried from one end of a county the other. I
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