4 Willi Xi? ' ; - HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher. NIL DESPERANDUM. Two Dollars per Annum. VOL. XII. IlIDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 16. 1882, 0- 39. Candor. "I know what you're coins to say," she gald, And oho stood op looking uncommonly tiill; " Ton ore going to speak of the hectio fall, And ssy you're eorry the summor's dead, And no other summer was like it yon know, And I can imagine what made it so. Now aren't you, honestly?" " Yes," I said. "I know what you're going to say," she said; " You are going to ask if I forget That day in Jane when the woods were wet, And yon carried me" here sho dropped her head " Over the creek; yon are going to say, Do 1 remember that horrid day. Now aren't you, honestly?" " Yea," I said. "I know what you're going to say," she said; "You aro going to say that since that time You have rather tended to run to rhyme, And "her clear glance fell and hor cheek grew rod " And have I noticed yonr tono was queer. Why, everybody has seen it here 1 Now aren't yon, honestly?" " Yes," I said. "I know what you're going to say," I said; " You're going to say you've boon much annoyed, And I'm short of tact you will say de void And I'm clumr.y and awkward, and call me Ted, And I bear abnne like a dear old lamb, And you'll havo me, anyway, just as I am. Now aren't yon, honestly?" "Yo-es," she said. Harper's- Weekly. LJ-l ' ! J til !-!! THE PUIITCESS OLG-A. Alone in the starlight of a bright n!ght In autumn Harold Vincent waited, lurking in the blackest of the thick shadows cast by a half-ruined group of Btatuary, gleaming ghostly in the still ness and gloom of a remote corner in the garden of the Palais Romanzeff in St. Petersburg. Surely a fit emblem of the Romanzeff family were these broken figures, rearing their fragments proudly on the spot which had been their home for centuries a relic of past greatness, old, despoiled, their glory departed, but still haughtily erect as the race over which they seemed keeping guard. Irreverently and impatiently did this fair-haired, blue-eyed young Eng lishman stamp his heels on thepedestal of the statue, while he gazed eagerly and fixedly at a small door leading from the palace into the garden. For what seemed to him an age, though in reality it was scarcely half an hour, his watch was unrewarded. "What could be the-motive of this nocturnal visit? He appeared to be a well-to-do young Englishman a gentleman in position and character. Still neither this nor a long rent roll and good looks could en title him to an entrance within these hallowed precincts. At last the door opened and the lights from the corridor . within shone for an instant upon no less a personage than the beautiful young Princess Olga, the only child of tho house of Romanzeff. The obscure intruder fondly murmured as he watched her approach "She is coming my love, my sweet 1" and, as sho reached the statue, a pair of bold arms drew her into the shadow while Harold, lurrelmked, pressed one kiss and then another on tho girl's rosy lips. " My love, how late you are!" he ex claimed, tenderly. "I began to think I had my scramble over the wall for nothing to-night. I certainly shall break my neck there some time, or be found impaled on one of those villain ous iron spikes in the morning a vic tim to too soaring aspirations." "Xo.no, Harold," the young girl answered, smiling a little sadly. "Y ou will be safe enough after to-nigl it, for, my love, you must never come again." "Hut, Olga," began Harold, in dis may. " Yes, it is only too true." Olga de clared, with something like a sob in her voice. "I have very bad news, Harold. By some means or other the count has learned our secret. Furious ly jealous, he has complained to my father, who is more angry than 1 can tell you. He has told me that I am to be ready to marry the count within a week. Oh, Harold and I detest hiai more and more every day!" " Olga, my darling, do you love me well enough to trust mo entirely to take any means I may see lit to save you from . this iniquitous marriage? Will you place your future in my hands, believing that I will ask you to do nothing which will be unworthy of you?" . " I trust you and love you with all my heart, Harold." "Then take courage, my own; before the week is over you will have nothing more to fear from tho count." "Ah, Harold," cried the girl, sadly, 'you little know how hopeless is any thought of escape ! From now until my marriage I am to be watched con tinually, day and night. My father installed in the house to-day his maiden sister, who has made herself responsible for me during the week. It is with tho greatest difficulty that I have stolen a few minutes now while the maid is preparing her for the night. She must discover my absence immediately, if she lias not already. I must return instantly." " Yes, dear, you are right you must go," Harold replied, gravely. "Wait one moment. You say you can trust your maid?" "Thoroughly. Poor Babette 1 Her hopeless passion for a policeman, too poor to ever think of marriage, has made her heart very soft for the sor rows of other unhappy lovers." " Tell her I wish to speak to her when she goes to market to-morrow. I have no plan as yet, Olga, and can communicate with you only through I3abette. But, even if you hear noth ing of me for several days, rest assured, my darling, that it will not be becaure I am idle. Now, good-wjht, my own! I daren't keep you any longer." "With a heart which as yet felt very little of the hopefulness that ho had been striving to instill into Olga, Harold watched her slight figure Hit ting through the garden walks until sho had disappeared safely within the palace, after which he as quietly as possible took his perilous way over tho garden wall, whence he dropped noise lessly into the street and disappeared in the darkness. Harold Vincent had made his first appearance in St. Petersburg only a month before, on his homeward route, after an extended trip in Scandinavia and Russia, and found shortly, even in the higher grade of Russian society, the welcomo which his wealth, his genial kindly nature, and his un bounded liberality always procured for him. A few days after his arrival he had met the young Princess Olga at a ball given by the English ambassador, and from that evening he had in life an aim and object which up to the present had been its only want the lirm determination to win tho fair young aristocrat for liis wife, in spite of the many obstacles in his way. The difficulties were almost insur mountable, for, though the events of the week which followed gave him ground to believe that the lady of his love was by no means indifferent to him, ho also learned that a few weeks before Olga's father had formally be trothed her to a gouty old nobleman with the bluest of blood, one of the largest fortunes and the most jealous disposition in St. Petersburg. Prince Romanzeff was rich in noth ing but pride of name and ancestry. Sorely was help needed to prevent the utter ruin of tho ancient Palais Ro manzeff, and to pay a few of the debts of the last bearer of the" name. Rut not to satisfy his creditors, nor even to save his ancestral home, would the old prince's haughty pride have consented to ally the Konianzeff Wood with any other a whit less ancient than its own; so when Count Kolachewski came for ward offering such a lordly price for ins daughter, the shadow of his gene alogical tree was quite enough to hide his wrinkles, his crooked shoulders, and his grizzled head. Olga had dif ferent ideas on the subject, but that, of course, was a matter of no impor tance whatever. The jealous count had discovered the existence of a rival, though the lovers had cheated themselves with the belief that their many precautions had kept their secret hidden from all the world, and a crisis had come, finding Harold more determined than ever to win his wife in spite of her title. The next morning little Rabette blushed and smiled with pleasure as tho handsome young Englishman, whom she knew that her beloved mis tress loved with all her heart, ap proached her where she was buying grapes and oranges for the princess, and, after a cheery "good-morning," tvsked her if she ha I time for an ice in the cafe over the way. "So yon have a lover, Rabette?" re marked Harold, a few moments later, as ho enjoyed the girl's unfeigned sat isfaction with the cakes and ices so lavishly provided for her entertain ment. "What a happy fellow he must be!" " True, sir, I have a lover as hand some a policeman as ever you saw. Rut I am afraid he is not so happy as you think, for we are both too poor to hope ever to marry," sighed Rabette. " Your mistress tells me that his beat is on the street where you live?" " Yes, sir, he has managed to be placed there, because I often when I am not busy in the evening I mean " " Yes, I understand," remarked Harold, approvingly. " You go down to the gate sometimes and cheer up the poor fellow a bit. It's a very lone ly street, and it's real charity for you to give him a little of your society. Upon my word, Rabette, you're a very good girl! I wonder if we couldn't do something to help that policeman you and I. 1 have a plan; now listen." The plan, whatever it was, sent Ha '( tte almost Hying homo to her mis tress, with dancing, shining eyes, glow ing cheeks, and a heart almost burst ing with delight and excitement all of which she had to hide aa best she might until the evening, for only then had she an opportunity to speak a few hurried words to the young princess in the momentary absence of the watchful and wary aunt. The days passed on until only two intervened before the wedding of the Count Kolachewski with the Princess Olga Romanzeff. From his sister Prince Romanzeff had heard with some satisfaction though it was of course of trilling importance that his daugh ter had evidently overcome her repug nance to the marriage, her tears and complaints having ceased entirely, while she seemed to have quite recovered her spirits. The count was to - bid adieu to his bachelor gayeties at a large lmsquerade ball that evening, which Prince Pomanzeff was able to attend, leaving his daughter alone with her aunt, who, as the eventful day ap proached, did not in the least relax her vigilance, in spite of the apparent do cility of her charge. On the previous evening Rabette had paid a hurried visit to her faith ful policeman, whose duty kept him in the vicinity of tho palace only the first part of the night, from 10 till 2. The young man had then given the waiting-maid a note and a small package, both of which she had, immediately upon her return to tho house, handed to her young mistress. The package contained only a small quantity of white powder. l'rince Romanzeff and his future son-in-law reached the already crowded ballroom rather early in the evening. They were j assed on the stairs by a mask very handsomely dressed as Lohengrin, who entered the room almost beside them, ana very soon after unmasked, showing the blue eves and light brown hair of Harold Vin cent. " Conceited puppy 1" snarled Count Kolachewski, gazing spitefully after the tall graceful figure such a con trast to his own strolling from one group to another, yet always some where in the neighberhood of the prince and his companion. " For my part I f eel'much easier for the assurance his presence gives me that for this evening at least my daughter is safe," remarked the prince. A few moments later Lohengrin wandered into one of the smaller rooms, watched a game of cards for a short time, then remasked, entered the lofty corridor and disappeared for half an hour. Slowly he passed through the corri dor and down tho broad staircase, stopping now and then to exchange a jest with some entering mask. Reach ing the street he quickened his pace, and walked on hastily for a block, then turned from the fashionable thor oughfare into a quiet side street, which very soon led him into one retired and shabby enough to have been miles away instead of close to the center of the great metropolis. He stopped before the door of a smoky little cafe, evidently principally frequented by the working classes, and, entering, ran up a low staircase and knocked quickly at a door at the top, which was immediately opened by. a young man in policeman s uniform. The room had no other occupant, and the two somewhat strange companions transacted the business which had brought them together behind a locked door. Only a few moments passed be fore they descended into the street; but a close inspection would have snown a strange ciiange uiacK eyes instead of blue gleaming from under the mask, while the short hair, almost hidden uy tne murner around the po liceman's throat, had faded from black to light brown. At the door the two men parted, the policeman calling hi3 friend back for au instant as he moved away to ask hurriedlv: "You didn't forget to give her the sleeping powder ? ' "Xo, indeed," replied Lohengrin, and he went his way, returning to the ball, where he continued to find his pleasure always in the vicinity of Prince Romanzeff, while the policeman walked on quickly whither his duty called him, to the neighborhood of the Palais Romanzeff. "When he arrived at his post he was not surprised to find that the police man who preceded him had already departed, lor lie was lully half an hour late. Fortunately the street was very retired, and passers-by at that hour were very rare, and his '- reach of duty had been unnoticed. The weather, for tho district, was mild; very littlesnow had as yet fallen; but the evening was raw, and the air laden with a damp ness which seemed to penetrate to the very bones. Xot a star was visible, and a thick fog lay like a veil over the city, making even the gas-lights an pear little brighter than far-off stars In the gloom. Up and down before the Romanzeff palace the policeman paced quickly, as it his whole duty was to guard that mansion and its inmates alone, stop ping oiten belore the great entrance gates to gaze up at tho windows, eov- eting, doubtless, the warmth and coin fort within, until the chill dampness compelled mm to move on again. Olga and her aunt had passed rather a busy evening, taking advantage of the absence of the gentlemen to set in order various weighty trifles in pre paration lor the all-important wed ding day. Olga was glad of any ex cuse for constant motion and occupa tion, anthing to conceal and divert at tention lrom the trepidation and ex citement which had taken possession of her. At last, however, everything was complete, and Olga rather eagerly suggested retiring for the night. Since Mademoiselle Romanzeff's ar rival, a part of her plan of espoinage had been to occupy the sleeping-room with her niece, so that not even during the long hours of the night was the poor girl free, and sho was always ex pected to retire at whatever hour best suited the elder lady. On this night mademoiselle seemed in no hurry to seek the repose which her niece dutifully suggested she so much needed after the fatigues of the day, and the young lady, was forced to wait, with what patience she could command, until her aunt had given her a detailed and minute description of her mother's and most of her relatives' weddings before the summons came to retire for the night. At last the bell was rung for Rabette and the glass of mulled wine which Mademoiselle Romanzeff considered an indispensable aid to slumber, and to which Rabette added this evening a white powder, glancing fearfully about her before hastily stirring it into the wine ; and presently quiet reigned in the palace. As the last light was extinguished the policeman below stopped short be fore the gate, and for fully fifteen minutes stood immovable, gazing in tently toward the gloomy mansion, its outlines almost distinguishable in the darkness. Suddenly he started for ward eagerly, as he heard his name whispered breathlessly almost at his very elbow. "Harold oh, Harold !" At that moment the sound of ap proaching footsteps became audible, and the policeman scarcely appearing to notice the two female figures who had left the palace and drawn near so noiselessly under cover of the dark ness as to elude even his vigilance, said very softly, as he turned in the opposite direction: " The carriage is waiting round the corner. I will join you immediately." The two figures vanished In the gloom; the policeman quietly paced up and down until the solitary wayfarer was out of hearing, and then followed in their footsteps, murmuring exult antly as he, too, disappeared round the corner " She is won we aro gone over bank, bush and scaur: They'll have fleet steeds that follow!" quoth young Jjocninvar. Immediately afterward the sound of swiftly-retreating carriage wheels left the Palais Romanzeff to silence and solitude. Harold Vincent took his lady-love and her maid directly to tho house of his sister in London, whither they were soon followed by Rabette's happy lover. Hero they remained until all preparations necessary for Harold's marriage with the Princess Olga were completed ; and at last, one happy day just before Christmas, all the flags in a remote little village in Devonshire were waving and all the bells ringing to welcome the arrival of the much loved young squire and his beautiful foreign bride. Rabette and the ex-policeman, now man and wife, came 'with the luggage, and immediately entered into proud possession of tho pretty little lodge guarding the entrance to Harold Yin cent's home. Prince Romanzeff made no attempt to pursue his daughter. The. report which he received on the day after her flight of her elouement with a police man so filled his soul with horror that he swore such a renegade could have neither part nor lot with the illustrious family of Romanzeff. So he erased her name from the family Rible, and went on accumulating debts which there was now no hope whatever ol paying. Tho Mnnnfiictnre of Tiles. Tiles, being a thinner ware than bricks, have to be made of n purer and stronger clay. They also require more careful treatment, but the process of manufacture is not essentially dif ferent. There aro many varieties of tiles, but for practical purposes they may be reduced to three, namely, paving tiles, roofing tiles and drain tiles. In weathering, the clay is spread in layers of about two inches thickness during winter, and each layer is allowed the benefit of at least ono night's frost before the succeeding layer is put upon it. Sometimes tho process is affected by, sunshine. The comminuted clay is next placed in pits and allowed to mel low or ripen under water. Then it is parsed through the pug mill, and the tempered product cut in thin slices with a piece of wire fixed to two han dles, in order to detect any stone, and then passed through the pug mill again, after which it is generally ready for molding. To take the ease of pan tiles (hand molded) tho molder turns the tile out of the Hat mold onto the wa-m-ing-off frame, on the covered surface of which, with very wet hands, he washes it into a curved shape. Then he strikes it with a semi-cylindrical instrument called the splavcr, and conveys it on this to the flat block, wher he deposits it, witli the convex side uppermost, and, removing the splaver, leaves the tile to dry. The tile is afterward beaten on the thwacking frame, to correct any warpingthat may have occurred, and trimmed with the thwacking knife. In the kiln, which is constructed with arched furnaces at the base of a conical erection called the dome, the tiles are closely stacked in upright position, on a bottom of vitre fied bricks. The fuel used is coal, and burning continues usually about six days. In making pipe drain tiles, the clay is first molded to a proper length, width and thickness, then wrapped around a drum; tho edges are closed together and the tile is carefullv shaped by tho operator's hand, some times assisted by a wooden tool. Tiles as well as bricks can be made by ma chinery; with suitable dies almost any form of tile may be thus had, which is producible by the advance of a given section of clay parallel to itself. In other machines pressure is exerted on tho clay in a mold. Amerknn Pot tery Reporter. I Arahl and Toulba Pasha. As seen in his prison. Arabi Paha is a man of singularly courteous man ners; tall, burly, not uncomely, with a tendency to baldness and snowiness about the beard. He should be a man of fifty-five, but Orientals are inscru table in the matter of age, some of them looking 100, while in reality they have but just turned thirty. He is a fellah of the fellaheen. The shapo of his eyes and cast of Ids countenance shows this. Ho has the ignoranee of the fellah, his boundless trust and grotesquely selfish belief that Allah's tirno is occupied with specially watch ing him above all other creatures. Previous to the recent Egyptian war no one ever heard of Toiiiba Pasha, the Sanclio Panza to drain's Don Quixote, his alter ego and tho sharer of his captivity. He rose from the dregs of society, is short, dark, corpu lent, with twinkling eyes, an impudent leer, and nervous fat hands always on the move. Ho willfully deceived his master, who trusted in him, for, in the telegrams which are extant, he prated always of great victories and promised others. "Without Toulba's lying, plau sible counsel it is unlikely that Arabi would ever have succumbed to his rash ambition. He pinned his faith to Toulba, and Toulba, an adventurer, reckless or consequences, led hmi floundering into tho mire. Sunshine and Shadow, f ' This man reads our paper. That's why he is happy. This man does not. A BRILLIANT BATTLE. Vivid Pfucrlpilon of an Action HeHreen n Confederals ltnin nnd Several (innbanls. Rev. II. A. Skinner writes as follows In tho Philadelphia Times: On a brilliant day in August, 18G-1, the Al bemarle, commanded by Lieutenant Cook, and accompanied by a small tender carrying extra supplies of am munition and provisions, made her ap pearance and started on her cruise through the sounds. The mosquito fleet fled like sheep before her and were soon out of sight beyond Sandy Point, which stretched its long tongue far out from our shore a couple of miles below. Their precipitate flight was only prudent, for their wooden sides could not have stood a moment before the ram. That strange craft, a novel sight to those waters, moved leisurely and silently on, conscious of her superiority nnd re serving her force for a greater foe, and one which her gallant commander lit tle dreamed was so near. Sho looked like the four-sided roof of a house Sub merged to the eaves, while a dark line at each end, just above the water, in dicated her deck fore and aft, her form idable iron prow or horn being, of course, wholly under water. The Con federate flag floated from a short stall on the forward end of her root, and amidships was her smoke-stack. Re sides these there were no other project ing objects about her. She carried two very heavy guns, ono on each side, and a picked crew ot tried men ; iut her ports were closed ; men and guns were concealed within her mailed walls, and there was no indication of life about her, except her steady, stealthy motion, and an infrequent cloud of murky smoke from her chimney, as fresh fuel was thrown into her furnaces. Such a mysterious, almost solemn, object had never been beheld on the fair Al bemarle sound. She had just passed mv -house, and was hidden from view by intervening trees, when my ear was startled by the booming of a heavy gun. Hastening to the shore a hundred yards distant, 1 could easily take in the scene. The ram had lired a shot, in the cloud of smoke in her vicinity showed, of de fiance to an approaching enemy, and had taken her position for a fight. Several steamers of unusual size and rig were moving rapidly up the sound, and were just rounding Sandy Point. Hurrying back to the house, 1 notified my household, already excited by the first appearance of the ram, and all, white and black, including several guests, ran to the fishery, about 300 yards down the shore, and gathered upon a shady knoll commanding a fine view of the scene .it a distance of about two miles. By this time the strange vessels were in full view, moving swiftly upon tho ram, which lay sullen and motionless, surprised but not intimi dated, while her tender, a few hundred yards in advance, unarmed and help less, awaited certain rapturo or de struction. One, two, three, in single filo came on the attacking ships, under full steam, with sails close furled and decks cleared for action. They were large, sea-going gunboats of light draft, of the class known as "doui'le enders," and carrying each about ten guns, of which the bow and stern chasers were 100-pounders. They were of a size far beyond any vessels ever seen in our waters before, and. as they loomed up the ram seemed but a speck in comparison. Any one of tho three appeared largo enough to take; her aboard and stow her between decks. "When within about a mile of the rain the foremost ship fired a shot at her, but it was aimed too high, and we saw it richocltet far beyond her. She, however, reserved her fire till they were close upon her, when the light began in earnest. Meanwhile the mos quito fleet, which had evidently warned the larger vessels of the pres ence of the ram and thin hastened tho attack, had now cautiously moved up, and lay in the oiling to watch the con flict. The attacking vessels strictly main tained their first order. Each in her turn advanced bow on toward the ram, Jired as she approached her, gave her a broadside as she passed to the lar. board, rounded her stern with another shot, then delivered another broadside as she repassed to the starboard. This terrific waltz continued for some time, to the music of tremendous rever berations, which waked tho echoes along shore and far inland, amid tho depths of silent woods and somber swamps. Our party gazed with strained vision and bated breath the negroes groaning and shrieking and almost fearing that the end of the i world had come. But the ram what had become of her? For more than once we lost sight of her. "When tho huge hulks of her adversaries circling about her did not conceal her from view she was enveloped in thick clouds of smoke, which clung to her like a shroud. Oneo and again wo thought she was sunk, but the steady, gentle boeeze would sweep aside tho smoke, and wo had glimpses of tho intrepid Albemarle still afloat and bravely re turning the murderous fire of her foes. Repeatedly one or other endeavored to run her down and sink her by sheer forco and weight, keeping lip at the same time their furious cannonade. She was like a tiny beetle surrounded by infuriated wasps; unharmed by their stings, undismayed by their size and buzzing. Rut tho activity of the more easily-handled gun-boats and the vast superiority of their guns in num ber, if not in calibc r, were more than .1 match for her. Her fire began to slacken. Then as the light south wind nattered the smoke clouds over the blue, rippling waters and tho august sun shono clear upon tho- little ram, we could see that her flagstaff was gone and her smoke-stack shot away. Yet she kept her position, only firing at longer intervals, and her adversaries plainly showed the effect of her fire- Ono of them had actually been placed hors du combat and had dropped out of the fight, while tha other two, without ceasing their attacks, Were evidently using more caution. Pres ently tho ram was seen slowly to retire, pursued by them at long range, nnd returning with an occasional gun the firo which they still kept up. She was eighteen miles from the mouth of the Roanoke, whenco she had come about five hours before. One of her two guns, as we afterward learned, had its muzzle shot away, and in con sequence of the loss of her chimney it was impossible to keep up sufficient steam. In this crippled state she must make her way back, pursued by two swift and heavily-armed ships. Her commander proved equal to the emergency. Among her stores was a large supply of salt pork. This ho ordered to be used for fuel instead of tho coal, which was now useless. The fierce heat thus rapidly produced made up for the lack ot draught in the in jured smokestack, and so sho steadily retreated, lighting all tho way with her remaining gun until she reached the mouth of the river, where she fired the last shot of defiance, as she had fired tho first. The gunboats had meanwhile ceased the pursuit, and the engagement was ended. The crippled double-ended steamed slowly below Sandy Point, where she lay a couple of weeks repairing damages. It leaked out that a solid shot from the ram had gone through her boiler, killing several of her men and wounding others by its effect. For several weeks the sound shore in tho vicinity of the fight was strewn with splinters and other frag ments, some painted, some carved or gilded, showing tho results of the ram's fire upon tho wooden hulks of her adversaries. Romance of a Gold Mine. In 1852 a party of five unknown miners were working in the bed of ono of our rivers, where they took out a large amount of gold one chunk weighing $1,500, with quartz at tached. It is well known that in those days, little, if anything, was known about gold-bearing quartz by the com mon California miner. However, the proof of the pudding was in the eat ing, and to find the common carrier of this gold was the question which sorely puzzled them. Above their claim to the right was a large conical mountain, standing with nearly per pendicular sides and rising 2,000 feet above the river, where the miners supposed tho gold to come from which fed the river. To as cend this for the gold-hunt was at tended withjgreat danger and difficulty, having to cut steps for a foothold in the solid slate rock at the top. Upon arriving at tho summit the scenery at cither quarter was grand as far as the eye could reach. But scenery was thin gruel to miners' hungry for gold, and they had no stomach for it when such an inviting spectacle lay exposed to view at their verv feet. Here the foot steps of man had never before intruded. Mammon was tho only god who had hid in this secluded basin this vast profusion of yellow, shining, glittering gold and had used the elements ot the storm king as the milling process. Hero truly was the picture for high art. They collected $30,001 in a short time, and, covering up their footsteps as they descended, returned to San Francisco. Hero shortly after their arrival one of the party died; not, however, until he had made a map and given a description of the mine to his wile, and also the 1,500 specimen, In the meantime the surviving four parties returned for more lucre, and it was on their homeward trip to tho "Bay" that they were murdered, not lar lrom their claim, bv a number of Mexicans, supposed to be the band of Joaquin Murictta.with a large amount of gold in their possession tho graves ot these unlorlunate men being well- known to the old residents of this lo cality, which partially confirms the statement. How many "YVill-'o-the-wisps" and "wild-goose-chases" in the shapo of big deposits have miners followed without successful termination ! The air is teeming with them from "Gold Lake" up a period covering thirty three years in California. The one under our present notice is the first of the many "secret expeditions" in our mind that has been realized. By some unexplained means pr. Dra per became acquainted with this legend, also the widow of thirty years' be reavement. The interview was satisfactory, and the identical 1,500 lump, which had been religiously kept, produced. Six weeks ago, armed with the de scription and map above alluded to, In company with lour others, ho had no j difficulty in finding tho deserted claim I and locating the grounds. In less than , six days' work, lowering the ore with ' ropes down the mountain side, they ! have taken from the mine the round sum of $C5,000, which the receipts of the San Francisco mint, in Draper a possession, will show. The doctor also informs us that there Is at least one hundred tons of rich ore on hand ready for the milling process. This chum will undoubtedly develop tho boss bonanza of the State. Tuolumne Cat.) Independent. From Hand to Mouth. "What a well dressed gentleman that is l" remarked a stranger from Onion Creek, as a gentleman in an ele gant turnout dashed down Austin avenue. '.' Yes, but he just lives from hand to mouth." " Why, that's very singular. He don't look as if he was in straitened circumstances." " There is nothing singular in his living from hand to mouth. He is the leading dentiut in the place." Texat Siftinaa. A Farewell. Come not to my grave with your mournings, With your lamentations and tears, ' With your sad forebodings and fears) When my lips are dumb, Do not come I Bring no long train of carriages, No hoarse crowned with waving plumos, Which the gaunt glory of Death Ulum3i Bnt with hands on my breast Let me rest. If, in my fair youth time, attended By hope and delight every day, I oonld spurn the sweet baseness of clay, Can you honor mo, try Till you die. Insult not my dint with your pity, Ye who're left on this desolate shore, Btill to sn6fer and lose and deplore 'Tis I should, as I do, Tity you. For me no more are the hardships, Tho bitterness, heartaches nnd etrifo, The sadness and sorrow of life, But tho glory divine -This is mine 1 Foor creatures 1 Afraid of tho darkness, Who groan at the angui&U to corno How silent I go to my t.'..,e 1 Cease your sorrewful bell; I am well. humor oV" the pay. Although an expert penman may rise to distinction he will never make "his mark." The cultured no longer call it hash. Mosaic nutriment is the correct form. Transcript. A Milwaukee woman has kept a kettle of boiling water on the stove for tho past twenty-two years in order to scald burglars. A young lady of Missouri slashed with a knife. Slio to cut a swell. an insulting fop probably wanted Courier-Journal. A woman has suggested that wnen men break their Hearts it is all tno same as when a lobster breaks ono of his claws, another sprouting immedi ately and growing in its place. Hart ford Times. A trade journal gives directions for preserving harness. Preserved harness may be considered very palatable to those who like that sort of thing, but we don't want a bit in our mouth. Korrislown Herald. The postofllco department has ruled that a husband has no control over the correspondence of his wife. But this decision will not prevent a man from carrying his wife's letter in his inside, coat pocket tlireo weeks before mailing it. Pkaynne. A poet wooed a bcaulrou maid, And by tils honeyed rhymes Did win her heart: but vlic:i had passod Tho tender courting times lie found hor obstinate, and asked The fair one to rehearse The reason: she replied 'twas cause He'd gotten her per verse. 1 'tinker's Gazette. Mrs. Yerger is one of the most ex travagant women in Austin. On the recent occasion of her husband's birth day, she presented him with an elo- gant pocketbook, saving: "Xow, my dear, whenever you take out this pock etbook, think of vine." "You bet 'I will," he replied, with a vociferous . heartiness that surprised her. tiift iii!s. " Papa, what, is a tornado?" asked a young hop"ful. " My son," said tho father, glancing cautiously around to see if the coast was clear, " did you hear your mother tell me this morning what she thought of a man who would stay out all night to see tho comet?" " Yes, sir," replied the awe-stricken boy. "Well, that was about as near a tornado as a man can get without being hurt. But you needn't tell your mother I said so." ITcw Yor' Commercial. A well-known and eccentric minister of Xewbuiyport was many years ago being ferried over to Ring island to seo a sick brother. The night was stormy and the timid divine was praying au dibly, when tho ferryman said: " Par son, I shouldn t think such a good man as you aro would be afraid anywhere." " Good gracious!" said the minister, with considerable display of temper, ' You don't suppose I want to go to heaven by water, do you? Boston Journal. The Bag: Itasinrgs. The rag business in anv largo citv is one of no mean importance. In Xew l oik there are estimated to bo '.2,000 Italian rag-pickers, averaging in earn ings about thirty-five cents per day each, and picking up $750,000 worth of rags in the course of a year. This class get their rags from ash barrels, gutters, etc., while there is another class that go from house to house with carts, buying, who do a business of $3,000,000 per year. Besides these there is the regular purchaser. Cotton rags are tho only kind imported, there being no duty, and they come from al most every city in the world. This variety brings from one and one-fourth to six cents a pound, according to condition and qutjity. Those com ing from foreign countries are more worn and dirtier than those got from home, and the latter bring tho best prices. Last year's importations of cotton rags were $10,000,000, and the total business in this kind is placed at f 22,000,000. Woolen rags, in which a business of 19,000,000 annually is said to be done in Xew York, are used in manufacturing shoddies, and are gath ered from Eastern and Western cities. Xone are imported, the tariff amount ing to twelve cents per pound, while the rags are worth from three to thirty five cents. About eight hundred deal ers, distinct from the Italians and pur chasers of housewives, make New York their place of business, out of which number ono hundred and fifty are large operators. Less than a dozen largo houses are credited with being capable of controlling the rag market. Twenty-five years ago the rag business was unknown in New York.
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