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There's a valley to orosa and a riyer to ford Thre'a a clasp of the hand and a parting word, And a tremulous sigh for the pant, old man; The beautiful, vanished past The road has been ragged and rough, old man; To your feet It'a ragged and rough) But yon aoe a dear being with gentle eyea nan shared your labor ad saoilflre. Ah 1 that has been .unnhioe enough, old man; For you and mo, aunahine enough. How long since you passed o'er the hill, old man. Of life? o'er the top of Uphill? Were thoro beautiful valleys on the other aide? Were thero flowora and treca, -with their branches wide, To Mint off the heat of the sun, old roan, That heat of the foverixh sun? And how did you cross the waves old, man, Of sorrow, the foarful wavea ? Did you lay your dear treasures by, one by one, With an aobing hoart aud " Clod'a will be done," Under the wiyside dust, old man In the grave 'neath the wayside duat? There is sorrow and labor for all, eld man; Alasl there is sorrow for all; And you, peradventure, have had your share, For eighty long Winters have whitened your hair, And they've whitened your heart as well, old man: Thank Qod, your heart as well. You're now at the foot of the bill, old man; At last at the foot of the hid. The (ran has gone down in golden glow, And the Huateuly City lies Just below, Oo iu through the pearly gate, old man The beautiful pearly gate. BRICE. He came up the mountain road nl nightfall, urging iiis lean mustang for ward wearily, and coughing now ami then a heavy, hollow cough that told it own story. Tbore were only two houses on Hit mesa, stretching shaggy and Bomber with grease-wood from the base of thi mountains to the valley below two uu p tinted redwood dwellings, with their clumps of trailing pepper trees and tat tered bananas, mere specks of civiliza tion nguinst a Htern background of monn tiin side. The traveler baited before one of them, bowing awkwardly as the waiter of the house came out.' 'Mr. Brandt, I reckon I" Joel Brandt looked keenly into the s'ranger's faoe. Not a bad face oertain 1; shallow and drawn with suffering, one of those hopelessly puthetio facea, barely saved from the grotesque by a pair of dull, wis ful eyes. Not that Joel Brandt saw anything grotesque or pathetio about the man. " Another sickly-looking stranger out side, Barbara, wants to try the air up here. Oan you keep him ? Or may be the Fox's 'ill give him a berth." Mrs. Brandt shook her head in house wifely meditation. M No, Mrs. Fox can't, that's certain. She has an asthma and two bronchitises tnere now. What is the matteayvith him, Joel ?" The stranger's harsh, resonant cough answered. " Keep him ? to be sure. Ton might know I'd keep him, Joel; the night air's no place for a mau with a cough like that. Bring him into the kitchen right away." The new-oomer spread his bony hands over Mrs. Brandt's cheery fire, and the soft, dull eyes followed her movements wistfully. " The Are feels kind 'o homey, ma'am; Oaliforny ain't much of a place for fires, it 'pears." " Been long on the coast, stranger ?" Joel squared himself interrogatively. " 'Bout a week. I'm from Indianny. BVVs my name Posey Brice.the boys Jo glass mill called me. I was blowed in a glass once." The speaker turned to show an ugly scar ou his neck. " Didn't know where I was for six weeks thought I hadn't lit When I cme to there was Loisy potteriu' over me ; but I ain't been hugged since." "Married?" The man's answer broke through the patient homeliness of his face at onoe. lie fumbled in his pocket silently like one who had no common disclosure to ' What d'ye think o thorn, stranger?" Joel took the little black case in his 'hand reverently. A woman's face not grand or fair even some bits of tawdry finery making its plainness plainer and beside it a round-eyed boy plumped into a high chair, and two little feet sticking sturdily out in Joel's face. Mrs. Brandt looked over her hus band's shoulder with kindly curiosity. " The boy favors you amazingly about the mouth, liat he a got his mother's eyes, and they are sharp knowin eyes too. lie's a bright one, I'll be bound." " Yours, I reckon," " Yes, that's Loisy and the boy," fighting the conscious pride in his voice like one who tried to do his honors meekly. He took the well-worn case again, gazing into the two faces an instaut with helplesi yearning and returning it to its place. The very way he handled it was a caress, fastening the little brass hook with scrupulous care. " I'll be sendin' fur 'em when I get red o' this pesterin' coub." A very quiet, unobtrusive guest Mrs. Brandt found the man Brice; talking little save in a sudden gush of con fidence, and always of his wife and child; choosing a quiet corner of the kitoheu in the chill California nights, where he watched his hostess' deft movements with wisful admiration. "Try hunting, Brice; the doctors mostly say it's healthy." And Brice tried hunting as Joel ad vised. Taking the guli from its crotch over the door after breakfast, and wan dering for hours in the yellow wine-like air of the mesa, he came in at noon and nightfall always empty handed; yet no one derided his failure. There was something about the man that smothered derision. . And so the hunting came to an end without bloodshed. Whether the doc tors were right or whether it was the mingled resin and honey of the sage and chaparrel, no one cared to ask. Certain it is that the pesterin cough " yielded a little, and the bent form grew a trifle more erect. "I think likely it's tho lookin' up, ma'am. Mountains seem to straighten a fellow some way. 'Pears to me some .-uJ i u V, uu I .J -V ? hills for help. Mebbe not, though. I rvwiv writ nrtstA mw iftin' hm avai s f It am t much at reoollectin verses. Loisy s powerful hand that way." Perhaps the man was right. It was the looking up. He followed Joel from the table one morning, stopping outside, his face full of patient eagerness. " I'm gittin' right smart 'o strength, neighbor. Ef there's odd jobs you could gi' me; I'd be slow, mebbe, but seems like most anything 'ud be better'n settin' round." Joel scratched bis head, reflectively. The big brawny-handed fellow felt no disposition to smile at his weaker brother. "Fox and I was saying yesterday we'd like to put another man on the ditch ; it'll be eaRy work for a week, till we strike rock again. Then there is the greiso-wood. It's always on hand. You might take it slow, grubbin when you was able. I guess we'll find you jobs enough, man." The scared, colorless face brightened. "Thank ye, neighbor. Ef you'll be as kind there's another little matter. I'll hev a trifle over when I've paid your woman fur her trouble. I wuz thinkin' like enough you'll let me run up a shan ty on yer place here. Loisy wouldn't mind about style just a roof to bring 'em to. It's for her and the boy, you know," watching Joel's face eagerly. "Yes, yea; v. Brice, we'll make it all right. Just take things easy. I'll be qoin' in with wood next week, and I'll fetch out a load o' lumber. We'll make a diy of it after awhile, and put up your house in a jiffy." And so Brice went to work on the litoh, gently at first, spared from the heaviest work by strong arms and rough kindliness. And so, ere long, another rude dwelling went up on the mesa, the smoke from its fireside curling slowly toward the pine-plumed mountain tops. The building fund, scanty enough at best, was unexpectedly swelled by a sudden and obstinate attack of forgetful ness which seized good Mrs. Brandt. " No, Brice, you haven't made me a spark o' trouble, not a spark. I'm 'sure you have paid your way twice over bringin in wood, and grinding coffee, and the like. Many a man'd ask wages for the half you've done, so I'm getting off easy to call it square." Aud the good lady stood her ground unflinchingly. " You've been powerful good to me, ma'am. We'll be watchin our chance to make it up to you Loisy an me. I'll be sendin Jur Loisy direckly now." " Yes, yea, man, and there'll be the bits o' furniture and things to get. Spread your, money thin, and Mrs. Fox and me'll come in and put you to rights when you're looking for her." lie brought the money to Joe at last, a motly collection of silver pieces. "Ef ye'll be so kind as to send it to 'er, neighbor Mrs. Loisy Brice, Platts" ville, Indiana I've writ the letter tell in' her how to come. There's enough lor her ticket and a trifle to spare. The boy's a master hand at scuffln' out shoes and thing. You'll not make any mis take sendin' it, will yon ?" "No, no, Brice, it'll go straight as a rocket. Let me see now. The letter'll be a week, then 'lowin' 'em a week to get started " Never you mind, man. Lowin' 'em a week to get off, that's two weeks; then them emigrant trains is slow, say thirteen days on the road that's about another fortnight four weeks; this is the fifth, ai"'t it? Twenty-eight and five's thirty-three; that'll be 'bout the third of neit month, say. Now mind what I tell you, Brice -don't look for 'em a minute before the third not one minute." "'Pears like a long spell to wait, neighbor." " I know it, man; but itll seem a sight longer after vou begin to look for em." " I reckon you're right. Say four weeks from to-day, then. Like enough you'll be goin' in." " Yes, we'll hitch up and meet 'em at the train you and me. The women 'ill have things kind o' snug 'gin we get home. Your week'll soon slide along, man," The southern winter blossomed roy ally. Bees held high carnival in the nodding spikes of the white sage, and now and then a.breath of perfume from the orange groves in the valley came np to mingle with the mountain odors. Brice worked every moment with fever ish earnestness, and the pile ct gnarled roots on the clearing grew steadily larger. With all her loveliness nature failed to woo him. What was the equi site languor of those days to him but so many hours of patient waiting? The dull, hungry eyes saw nothing of the lavish beauty around them, looking through it all "with restless yearning to where an immigrant train, with its dust and dirt, noisome breath crawled over miles of alkali, or hung from dizzy heights. ; . " To-morrowJs the third, neighbor. I reckon she'll be 'long now direckly" " That's a fact; what a rattler time is." The days had not been long to Joel. "We'll go in to-morrow; and if they don't come you can stay and watch the trains awaile. She won't know you, Brice; you've picked up amazingly. ' " I think likely Loisy'll know me if she comes. " But she did not come. Joel returned the following night alone, having left Brice at cheap lodgings near the station. Numberless passers-by must have no ticed the patient watcher at the incom ing trains, the homely pathos of his face deepening day by day. The dull eyes grew a shade duller, and the awk ward form a trifle more stooped with each succeeding disappointment. It Me meBBi walking wearily like a man nnder a load ... i.h under a load, " I reckon there's something wrong, ma'am. I come out to see ef yer man 'ud wi ite me a letter. I hadn't been long in Plattsville, but I worked a spell for a man named Yarnell; like enough he'd look it up a little. I ain't much at writin', an' I'd want it all writ out care ful like, you know. ' The man's voice had the old, uncomplaining monotony. Joel wrote the letter at onoe, making the most minute inquiries regarding Mrs. Brice, and giving every possible direc tion concerning her residence. Then Brice fell back into the old groove, work ing feverishly in spite of Mrs. Brandt's kindly warnings. ' " I can't stop, ma'am: the sittin' round 'ud kill me." The answer came at last, a business like epistle, addressed to Joel. Mrs. Brice had left Plattsville about the time designated. Several of her neighbors remembered that a stranger, a well dressed man, had been at the house for nearly a week before her departure, and the two had gone away together, taking the western train. The writer regretted his inability to give further information, and closed with kindly inquiries concern ing his former employe s health, and earnest commendation of him to Mr. Brandt. Joel read the letter aloud, something some sturdy uprightness of his own, no doubt blinding him to its signifi cance. " Will you lead it again, neighbor. for I'm not over quick." The man's voice was a revelation full of an unutterable hurt like the cry of some dumb wounded thing. And Joel read it again, choking with indignation at every word. ".Thank ye, neighbor. I'll trouble you to write a line thankin' him; that's all." He got up heavily, staggering a little as he crossed the floor, and went out in to the yellow sunlight. There was the long, sun-kissed slope, the huge pile of twisted roots, the rude shanty with its clambering vines. The humming of bees in the sage went on drowsily. Life, infinitely shrunken, was life still. A more cultured grief might have swooned or cried out This man kdew no such refuge; even the relief of indignation was denied him. None of the thousand wild impulses that come to men smitten like him flitted across his clouded brain. He only knew to take up his burden dumbly and go on. Day by day the hollow cough grew more frequent, and the awkward step slower. Nobody asked him to quit his work now. Even Mrs. Brandt shrunk from the patient misery of his faoe when idle. He came into the kitchen one evening, choosing the old quiet corner, and following her with his eyes silently. "Is there anything lackin', Brice '?" The woman came and stood beside him, the great wave of pity in her heart well ing up to her voice and eyes. "Nothin, ma'am, thank ye. I've been thinkin'," he went on speaking more rapidly than was his wont, " an' I dunno. You've known uv people get tin' wrong in their minds, I s'pose. They wuz mostly smart knowin' chaps, wuzn't they ?" the low. monotonous voice growing almost sharp with eager ness. " I reckon you never knowed of any one not over bright gittin' out of his head, ma'am ?" " I wouldn't think o them things, Brice. J ust go on, and do your best, and if there's any good, or any right, or any justice, you'll come out ahead; that's about all we know, but it's enough if we stick to it.". " I reckon you're right, ma'am. 'Pears sometimes thq' as if anything 'ud be better than the thinkin'." Happily, it all came to an end one af ternoon. Brioe was at work on the ditch again, preferring the cheerful com panionship of Joel and Bert Fox to his own thoughts, and Mrs. Brandt was alone in her kitchen. Two shadows fell across the worn threshold, and a weak, questioning voice brought the good wo man to her door instantly. "Good-day to you, ma'am. Is there a man named Brice livin' nigh here any where?" If was a woman's voice, a woman with some bits of tawdry ornament about her, and a round-eyed boy clinging bashfully to her skirts. Mrs. Brandt brought them into the house, urging the stranger to rest a bit and get her breath. "Thank you, ma'am; I'd like to be movin' on. Do you know ef he's well the man Brioe I We're his wife an' boy." The woman told her story presently, when Mrs. Brandt had induced her to wait until the men came home told it with no unnecessary words, as her list ener made no comment. i " My brother come a week afore we was leavin' an' he helped us off 'an' came as far as Omaha. He'd done well out in Nebrasky, an' he gave me right smart of money when he left. I was took sick on the road I disremember just where and they left me at a town with a woman named Dixon. She took care of me; I was out of my head a long time, an' when I come to I told 'em to write to Brioe, an' they writ, an' I reckon they took the name of the place from the ticket I was weak like fur a long spell, an' they kep a writin' an' no word come, and then I recollected about the town it was Los Angeles on the ticket, and then I couldn't think of the place, I'd sent the letters to before, an' thinkin' worried me, and the doctor said I mustn't try. So I just waited, an' when I got to Los Angeles I kept a askin' for a man named Brandt, till one day some body said ' Brandt, Brandt, 'pears to me there's a Brandt way over beyond the Mission. An' I went there an they showed me your house. Then a man give us 'a lift on his team a part o' the way, an' we walked the rest. It didn't look very fur, but they say moun tains is deoeivin'. There's somethin' kind of grand about 'em, I reckon, it makes everything 'pear sort o' small." Mrs. Brandt told Joel about it that evening. "I just took the two of them up to the shanty, and opened the door, and you'd a cried to Bee how pleased she was with everything. And I told her to kindle a fire and I'd fetch up a biteo' supper. And wheu I carried it up and left it, I just come back and stood on the step till I saw Brice comin' home. He was walkin' slow as if his feet was a weight, aud when he took hold of the door he stopped a minute, looking over the valley kind of wistful and hopeless. I guess she heard him come for she opened the door, and I turned around and come in. ' Barbara Brandt, says I, you'y seen your see. If Qod wants to look at that I suppose he has a right to; nobody else has, that b certain. A Cat's Fierce Attack. The New York World says : At the beginning of the winter Mrs. Sager, German woman, who lives in the tene ment house at No. 22 Sherman avenue. Jersey City, remarked to her husband tnat tneir rooms were overrun by mice, and asKed mm to get a cat In com' pliance with her request he one day maae ner a present or a cat. it was a large-sized cat, entirely black, with the exception or a white spot on the breast, and it had such gentle eyes that it speedily became the pet of the family. and was the favorite plaything of the youngest member of the family, a boy of three, who was in the habit of rub bing its fur the wrong way, pulling its tail and doing all sorts of things to it wnicn ordinary cats do not allow to be done to them. Besides being an orna ment, the cat proved to be useful, as it drove all the mice out of the rooms. Last week it presented a litter of kittens to a grateful family, who promptly arowned them. ince then a change was observed in the cat ; ita tail shunned the fingers of the baby. On Sunday afternoon the cat slept for some time in the cot of the baby. When it woke up it uttered a melancholy moan, and then walked gloomily into a corner. Mrs. Sager took pity on it, and pouring some miiK into a saucer, offered it to the cat. The latter turned its head away at first, then it gave a fierce cry and leaped with stiffened tail and distended claws upon Mrs. Sager 's breast. "It flew on me like a bird," was the way in which Mrs. Sager described the movement The cat held itself tightly on Mrs. Sager by sinking its claws into her dress and then tried to bite her neck. It failed in this, but- succeeded in burying its teeth deepl in her right arm near the elbow. Mrs. Sagcr's three chldren ran into the room attracted by her cries, and man aged to take the cat off their mother. But the cat appeared to have became crazy and attacked the three children. Nettie, aged twelve, was bitten on the nose and cheeks ; Louis, aged four, on the legs, arms and hands ; Margaret, aged nine, was slightly bitten on the foot. The attack was so fierce that Mrs. Sager and her children ran out of the room, leaving the cat alone. A message was sent to the police station, and an officer went to the house and shot the cat after an exoiting hunt The wounds of Mrs. Sager and her children were cauterized and no serious result is ap prehended. The only member of the family who was not bitten is the baby. Jur. Hager at the time was away from home. An Aerial Spy. Mr. W. B. Woodbury has recently proposed an ingenious idea for takinsr photograph's of an enemy's works from a baloon, without necessitating the pres ence of an aeronaut in the car. Electri cal wires are run along the cable bv which the air ship is held captive. In stead of a car a box is provided, inside of which another box is pivoted so that it will keep horizontal. Iu the inner box is the photograph io apparatus, and over the lens is an ebonite shutter moved by the current, to open or shut instantaneously. There is also a sensi tized tissue on rollers in rear of the lens, which is operated by clockwork, also controlled by the current When the balloon is elevated to the required height, the lens properly focused and the tissue in position, the shutter is set in motion by the current, giving instan taneous exposure. A potoRraph is thus obtained, and by further controlling the clockwork fresh sensitized surface may ue exposed aua additional images taken. FARM, GARDEN AND HOUSEHOLD. Recipes. Beef Socp. Boil the soup bone until the meat in quite tender, pour the broth in a kettle then rub an egg into dry flour and mix thoroughly until the noodles are quite fine, then add them to the broth slowly, stirring until all are in ; boil fif teen minutes, season to taste. A plain boiled Puddino. Slice up a loaf of bread in the morning and pour milk over it. Let it remain so until half an hour before dinner. Then beat up four eggs very light, and mix them with the milk and bread. A teaspoonful of yeast-powder is an improvement To be served with sweet sauoe. Twenty minutes are sunicient to allow tor the boiling. Apple DoMPLiNas. Quarter and core one apple for each dumpling; then put the parts together, with sugar in the middle; surround each apple with pie crust; if you wish to bake them, put them on a pan like biscuits, and set them in the oven. If boiled, tie each in separate cloth, and boil for half an hour. Serve, both baked and boiled, with liquid sauce. Lemon Pie. Grate the rind of one lemon, squeeze out the juice; beat the yolks of three eggs with tour tablespoon fuls of sugar; add one cup of milk; stir all together and bake with an undercrust; then beat the whites of your eggs to a froth, add one very large tablespoonful of pulverized sugar, pour over the pie and brown in the oven. This makes one pie. To Cokn Beef. For fifty pounds of meat allow ten pounds of salt and three ounces of saltpetre; rub each piece of meat with a portion of this mixture and lay it in a cold place over night; on the next day repeat the process and again lay the meat in a cold place until the following day; to the balance of the salt and saltpetre add a pound and a half of brown sugar, half an ounce of potash and four gallons of water; boil the brine for fifteen minutes, then skim and set it away to cool; on tne succeeding morning pack the meat, having first wiped every piece perfectly dry, pour the brine over it and put a heavy weight on top to keep it under; examine often, and if there is the least indication of the meat not keeping well turn off the brine, boil and skim it and add more salt, or else make a new and stronger brine; let it get perfectly cold before turning over tne meat. Farm Notes. Loppered skim-milk is good f eeda for barn-yard towls. According to Liawes tables, tne ma nure of one hen fed with the usual quantity of grain, is worth about forty seven cents per year. In 100 pounds of dressed pork there are usually fourteen pounds nam, s;x teen pounds shoulders, forty pounds sides, sixteen pounds lard and fourteen pounds waste. The hog products are now lower than tney Lave been since the war. No feed produces finer flavored milk, butter, cheese or hams than parsnips, and no roots are better relished by hogs or bovines ; 700 bushels may be grown per acre. From a chemist's view, the roots t ' an acre of clover contains 185 pounds of nitrogen, 240 pounds of lime, forty-five pounds magnesia, seventy-five pounds potash, ten pounds soda, twenty-four pounds sulphur and seventy pounds phosphoric acid. " A farmer of twenty-five years' experi ence finds that it pays well to roll pas ture as well as meailows, wherever the frost has loosened' the grass roots. It may be well to scatter a little grass 1 seed on the bare spots. He who houses his farm implements in the corners of fences, whose fowls roost in the trees during the winter, whose manure-pile leaches into a road side ditch and who wipes his noso on his coatsleeve, makes piteous complaiut " that farming don't pay." A acre of soil one foot deep contains 4,000,000 pounds. An average acre of American soil six inches deep is esti mated to contain 17,333 pounds of pot ash, 12,500 pounds lime, 16,000 pounds magnesia. 6,000 pounds soda, 2.730 pounds sulphurio acid, 4,000 pounds phosphoric acid, and 500 pounds chlorine. An English grape-grower, whose vines were much affected by the mealy bug, applied, with a small brush, a mixture of a pint of spirits of wine and four ounces of petroleum. He describes the result as " wonderful ;" the insects were destroyed and the plants suffered no harm. Ilrne In the Orchard. Speaking of keeping hens iu orchards, the Poultry World says : Last fall we visited an orchard in which fowls were kept, the owner of which told us that before the fowls were confined in it the trees made little or no growth, and a corresponding amount of fruit was ob tained. But what a change was evident now. The grass was kept down, the weeds were killed and the trees present ed an appearance of thrift, which the most enthusiastio horticulturist oould not but admire and envy. The growth of the trees was most vigorous and the foliage remarkably luxuriant. The fruit was abundant, of large size, and free from worms and other imperfections. This excellence was accounted for by the proprietor, who remarked that the "hens ate all the worms and curculio iu their reach, even the canker - worm." ne found less trouble with their roobtinor in the trees than he expected, and that a picket fence six feet high kept them within bounds. His orchard was divided into three sections, and the fowls were changed from one to another, as the con dition of the fowls or the orchard section seemed to require. The History of Pews. The first seats provided in churches are Been in those of some Anglo-Saxon and Norman edifices still standing iu F.nclaiul. Tliev consist of stone benches which project from the wall running 1 u arouna me wnoie interior excepting on the east end. In 1319 the congregations are represented as sitting on the ground or standing, aBd it was at this period that the people introduced low, rude, three-legged stools promiscuously over the church. Not until after the Norman conquest were wooden seats brought into use. In 1287 a decree was issued, in regard to the wrangling for seats (which had become a decided nuisance), that no one should call any seats in the church his own except noblemen and patrons, each person taking the nearest empty seat he could find, M he entered the church. From 1530 to 1540, as we approach nearer to the reformation, seats were more generally appropriated, their entrance being guarded by cross bars, and the initial letters of their own ers engraved upon them. But directly after the reformation the pew system commenced, for there is extent a com plaint from the poor commons addressed to Henrv VIII. in 1546. referring to his-- decree that a Bible should be in every church at liberty for all to read, because they feared it might be taken into the "guyre" or some "pue." Galleries in ' churches were not known until 1608. As early as 1611 luxurious arrange ments were considered essential in church pews, and they were baized or cushioned all over their sides, and the seats furnished with comfortable cush iones, while foot-stools were also intro duced. Next the sides of the pews were made so high that they entirely conceal ed the occupants from view. Fireplaces were also built in the pews, and every possible convenience added for the com fort of the highly-favored few. But the , services were often so long and tedious that the listeners fell asleep, and fre quently nodded their approbation of the minister s sermons, wmie tney were to tally oblivious of its teachings. Swift's lines, which we quote, alludeo the pre vailing fashion of churoh upholstery: "A bedstead of the antique mode, Compact of timber uany a load, Buch aa our ancestors did nee, Was metamorphosed into pews, . Which still their ancient nature keep, By lodging fulks disposed to sleep." With the reign of Charles L the rea sons for the heightening of the sides of the pews disappeared; and from the civil war they declined to their present height. Springfield Mass.) Republi . can. , Russian Wounded During the War' During the late war thirty-six trains, specially fitted up for the purpose, were constantly employed in removing the sick and wounded of the Russian army in Bulgaria and Roumelia from the theater of operations into the interior of Russia. Of these trains, twenty-four were provided by the military authori ties, seven by the Russian Red Crosr. Society, two by the imperial family and three by Germany, the average numbe of carriages in each train being twenty four. All the sick and wounded in Bulgaria who could be moved were in the fir! instance carried to Sistova or Simnitiza. There they were placed in hospital, their cases inquired into, their wounu -bound up afresh, proper medicines an ' food given to them, and then after a fe -days rest, they were transported in en; riages to the terminal Btation of the ra way at Fratesti. At the Russian front i a permanent commission of thirty d tors was established. These examin. carefully all the patients that arrivei and divided them into three classes. I the first were placed those that were ; severely wounded or so seriously ill tl it would have been dangerous to me : them further. In the second class cui those who were only so slightly injure . or uiiwell that they would probably i able to shortly rejoin their corps, a these were echelonned along the railw running into the interior; while in t third class were placed those who co be moved with safety, but who were i likely to recover speedily.aud these v sent back into the heart or the count) care being taken to assemble all the ill with the same disease at the sax: places. Two of the ambulance trains start' for the interior every day, the doctor and attendants accompanying them.eaci: being allowed fourteen days' rest after each journey. Pall Mall Gazette. A Scene In Vera Cruz. An editor who has been taking ; jaunt through Mexico, says that tU publio washmg-piace or vera uruz is u curious institution. otone irougns. about three feet high, extend arounJ two sides of a large square. The? troughs are divided into compartments which look very much like stable-man gers, and each compartment in addition ta the receptacle for the water is fur ished with a stone Blab upon which ti linen is rubbed. Probably a hundn brown women, some of them young an unuuwiuo, nut uuirin ' ' . were busily engaged in rubbing, sniok . ing and chattering as we patseu; of them gave us mors than a passu v glanoe. Their costume was cool but by i TIia writer i no means Duruni,"'o. " furnished by the eity aqueduct, at each washer pays a stipulated rt On the whole, it is a great improve t on the mode of washing practiced i interior. Such of the linen as out to dry seemed to be df' white and clean, but the pre--deiBtand, is rough on the i button.
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