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As We Grow Old.
As wo grow old our yesterdays
Seem very dim and distant ;
We grope, as though in darkened ways,
Through all that is existent.; '
Yet Inr-oll days shine bright and clear
With suns that long liavo faded,
And fucos (lend sooin Btrangoly nour
To tliOHO that 1 if o hat shaded.
As w grow old our tears are low
For Iriends moat lutoly taken,
Hut lull a lulls the Summer dew
From roses lightly shnkon
When some chnnoo word or idlo strain,
The chords of memory swoeping,
Unlock the floodgates oi oar pain
For thoso who taught us weeping.
As we grow old our smiles are laro
To th wo who greet us daily,
Or, il somo living luces wear
The looks thai lwmed so gayl;-,
Fiotn eyes long closed and wo should smile
In answer to their wooing,
Tis but tho post that shine the while
Our power to smile renewing.
As we grow old our droams at night
Are never ol the inoirowj
Thoy ootno with vanished pleasure blight,
Or dark with olden sorrow;
And when we wake tho names we say
Are not ol any mortals,
But of those in some long dead day
I'lissod through life's sunset portals.
ChriMan at Work.
AN ANTHEM.
" We twain once well in (dinner, '
Who t will the mnd gods do '
For liuUi, with uio, 1 wonder,
Or whut with love lor you ?"
She struck the chords with a firm
hand, lltr splendid voice rang out on
the dramatic words with a power that
Ktve thui new meaning; then ceasing
as suddenly as the had begun, she swept
away froui the piano, a, which she had
been Binnding, and threw herself on a
low sofa near by. llcr companion
WHlHu d her closely.
"No personal application, as the
minister used to lay, eh, Isabel?" he
asked, with a half smile. " If so, you
would be obliged to reverse the last
lines. - The mad gods hate me, I am
sure."
," If thoso whom they love die young,"
she replied after a little pause, "you
may consider yourself fortunate, I sup
pose. Hut. really, isn't it foolish in you
to sayt!mt, when your lie is such a
prosperous one? But those same minis
ters used sometimes to remark upon
tempting Providence, Hairy.v I sup
pose you know what that means, or
used to in the days when you heard
ministers."
" Upon my word, that time is too far
off to bo recalled easily," was the an
swer. Why didn't you finish the
Obng' I have a stronger taste for music
than moralizing, as you know."
" Hut it is time for moralizing."
" Since when?" he asked.
"Oh. I am not good at specifications.
Since since you came from Illinois,
and found me here in Florence. And
there's a reason in Illinois why you
shouldn't be here now. And we both
know it, Harry."
The voice was gentle, but beyond a
slightly persuasive tone, as devoid of
,ny emotion as her face looked at that
Wjment. She clasped her hands in her
lap, and the diamond she wore on one
flashed in the candlelight with a bril
liant red glow. His eye caught it.
"And another, equally good, in Flor
ence, you might say," he retorted. "I
see it on your linger, Florence and Illi
nois," with a half laugh, " heaven and
hell!"
"Harry!"
"Yes, yes, I understand, and you
would be glad to have mo leave ono for
the other. I'm getting tiresome, and
was a little slow in finding it out in
Illinois, Isabel," with a curious change
la his voice "in Illinois I did noteo
utterly fail in pleasing you. Hut you
did not 'wear tho count's diamond
then?"
She smiled up at him.
"I sing to-night, you know."
. " I diu not know. Is there any night
when you do not sing?"
"A few," and those I have given you,
Harry," she answered, rising as she
spoke. He rose, too, standing close be
side her.
" I havo a bad temper. You remem
ber -it, of course, Isabel, in Illinois,"
and he tried to Laugh, but without suc
cess.
" The count is coming back to-mor
row."
" To-morrow !"
"bo it is good-bye this time, not
good-night only. I've been glad to see
you atter an these years.
"Ana between us and Huso years
mere is a great cult fixed." ho inter
rupted, with bitterness. " There's been
an awful mibtake. somewhere. Isabel.
Thank God no one need sutler for it but
myself and lio was gone while the
words were upon his lips.
"Isabel Vavasseur is the finest Amer
ican singer we have had among us for a
lout; time."
So, declared Mrs. Livingston, tho
American hunker's wife, and a self-con
Btituted authority on all art subwita
among tho American residents in Flor
ence.
"Hut I supposed she was French."
remarked a lady on her right; "her
nan) a is French, certainly."
" Yes, her father was French, but the
was born in one of our Western states
Indiana or Illinois. l think shu told me
I don't renumber which. Here she is
now, and conversation quieted as the
singer entered.
She wns French iu style as in name, a
very brilliant woman. The great flash
ing eves w 10 peculiarly lustrous. Her
abundant black hnir was twisted simply
around her head and without ornament.
She wore a soft trailing dress of black
lace, fastened at the throat with a small
pearl cross. Her beautiful arms were
bare. She had remove I lier gloves, and
on ono hand the count's ring sparkled.
It was a magnificent jewel, an heirloom
in the Iurroni family, and recognized
by more than one of her audience.
l wonder Iurroni allows her to sine
any more," began Mrs. Livingston, who
could never remain long quiet; "but
she insists upon it. She has often de
clared to me that music was her life
all she had on earth; but I should think
the count s devotion would change p.ll
that. How very pale she is to-night,
and her dress very fow women could
dress in that style and not sulTer for it.
Hut I really think it is more becoming
to her than any color or "
l ho urst notes of the music proved an
effective cheek to the monotonous flow
ot Mrs. Livingston's conversation,
greatly to tho relief of Mrs. Kinnard,
her hostess, a ftWsy little woman, over
anxious about tho bucccss of tho lirst
musicalo she had ever given.
Isabel Vavasseur never sang better
than to that small, appreciative audience
of her own country-people; but iu tho
last picco on the programme, as she
glanced to one side of the room, she
stopped short, her eyes fixed, her laco
ghastly iu its pallor. Tho orchestra
played on. bhe threw out ber hand as
if to steady herself, then reeled, and
would havo fallen had not somo one
caught and held her. Then she was
drawn back out of s'ght of her curious
and sympathetic audience.
In a moment sho was herself again.
Harrison King was holding a goblet to
her lips.
" How came you here?" sue asked, aa
she slowly drank every drop of the
water.
I met Kinnaid just after leaving
you," ho answered, "lie told me that
it was at his house you wero to Bing, and
told me I was welcome if I chose to
come, bo l came, ot course, i was
horrified at your fainting just now."
Oh. it was nothing," she replied.
lightly, speaking to thoso who had
gathered round her, " it has happened
several times lately, and given my physi
cians a very gratifying chance to say , ' I
told you bo.' I've been singing too con
stantly, that is all. I am so sorry, Mrs.
Kinnard," sho added, turning to that
lady.
Don't let it trouble you. Miss Vavas-
scur. we have Had a dellghtiul even
ing, and only regret that you havo over
taxed yourself."
It was not long belore sho was on her
way back to tho hotel, Harrison King
beside her in the carriage.
" It's an ill wind, etc.," Isabel," he
iid, as he left her at the door of her
sitting-room, " but I suppose this will
ho really the very last time. 1 am going
on to nonio to-morrow, iiooa-nignt
and good-bye," and ho turned away
without another word.
Her fingers ached with the pressure of
Ilia upon them. She passed her hand
over her lace as if bewildered, then, as
as her eyes fell upon a glove fie had
dropped, she picked it up with an inarti
culate cry, kissed tho senseless thing
with a passion no words could express;.
and throwing herself down upon a couch
near which she had been Btanding,
buried her head in the cushions in a
convulsion of hysterical, miserable
weeping.
Jsaoeir
She sprang upright at the sound of
her name. It was the count's voice
close beside her.
Forgive me," lie said, humbly, ex
tending his hand. " I came ten min
utesago. They told me you sang to
night, and I waited for you. I did not
wish to interrupt you or yonr friend,
but I waited too long, perhaps."
Ho was a very handsome old man.
His hair was quite white, though the.
face was young and one which would
always remain bo.
bhe calmed herself with an etlort,
pacing the room a few times before 6he
could trust herself to speak.
" The lnend who lias just lelt me la
from American, from my old home.
He has been in Florence two weeks.
He has been to see me every day since
he came."
"Yes." he said, as she paused a mo
ment. " that is right, Isabel. I am not
jealous like my countrymen. I could
never question anything thit you might
do, or any friend you might receive."
He had seated himself on the coucn
sho had occupied. She stopped sud
denly in her restless walk up and down
the room, and bending, kissed his lore
head with a strange, yearning f( ndness.
He looked up in surprise. Any de
monstration was rare from her.
" You are so kind to me. Count Tur-
roni you always have been."
She Bcated herself beside him and
dropped her head upon her hands as Bhe
talked.
I have always been honest with you.
When 1 promised to marry you I told
vou I aid not love you. i uat was true.
It was true also that I believed 1 might
in time care more for you. I cannot de
ceive myself or you in that way any
longer. 1 love the man Who nasjU3t
lelt me, better than my life, i he uu
expected fight of lnm to-night whs
more than 1 could bear. I fainted at a
imro glance at his face. Think of it!
And 1 the woman you have always
thought so strong and cold. Doesn't it
iururiso vou?"
" And he knew this?" the count asked
in a low tone.
No. no! He never did, he never will
He thinks me a cold as you do. And
in America is the woman ho is engaged
to marry."
You havo known him Ions??"
" Since my childhood, and it was the
niiserablo misunderstanding which
separated us that sent nie here to liid,
if 1 could, tn another country and an
other lite the peace 1 had lost in my
own. Forgive me, if you can. Count
Tuironi. You do not deserve this.'
"This then is the end?"
She had broken Hgiin into a low,
nervous boiil.m. He laid hij hand
Ueutiy uu L.r buwid head.
"Do not distress yourself about me,
child. I am an old man and have been
a selfish one. But I thought I could
make you happy."
She Blipped from her finger the jewel
she had worn there lor the past few
months and laid it in his hand, touch
ing it gently with her lips as she did so.
It was indeed the end.
At that samo hour Harrison King
was reading a letter which ho had re
ceived that morning, and laid aside in
differently, though it was from tho
woman to whom he was betrothed.
One paragraph ran thus :
'Since I have been in New York I
have heard glowing accounts of Isabel
Vavasseur's successes. Probably you
will hear her eing while you are in
Florence. Porhapj you can also learn
something of a Count Turroni, who is
said to be immensely wealthy and very
fond of Isabel. His son is here in New
York left Florence a year ago on ac
count of a quarrel with his father, and
now threatens terrific things in case
tho count marries Isabel, as there is
some talk of his doing. YoungTurroni
is one of the handsomest and most fas
cinating men I ever met. New York
promises to be very gay after the closj
of Lent;" etc. etc.
He did not finish the letter, throwing
it nsido as if it wearied him.
lie did not go to Rome the next dny,
as he had intended. He heard accident
ally of a special service, which had
been for the coming Easter Sunday, at
which Isabel Vavasseur was to Bing,
and he waited for a week. Sho did not
see him among the audience, but he
watched her while he listened to the
familiar words: "I know that my Re
deemer livethi" as if she had already
fas3cd into the spiritual life, leaving to
lim the darkness and despair of this.
Tho white-hair Count Turroni, who sat
near by, prayed in his heart that in
some way the peace which sho had lost
might be restored to iter.
Ho was in Home the next day, leaving
it at once lor Naples, and going from
thence on a hastily planned trip of in-
delinite length to the Jioiy L,and, m
company with some friends, young and
restless Americans, who, with unlimited
money and leisure, were, like himself,
roaming listlessly about. He made no
arrangements tor letters to reach mm.
though he wrote homo regularly as in
duty bound, and in the months before
ho returned to Paris a largo amount of
correspondence had accumulated at his
banker's, lie was totally unprepared
for the first news that met him, the
defalcation and flight of his business
partner. Tliero were references m the
American papers to his own mysterious
absence from tho country, for so long a
time; unmistakable hints, at least, ot
his own complicity in mo iraud. iwo
things were made very plain to him.
that he was a poor man once more, and
disgraced one in bis own country.
There were several letters from his
afiianced. He noticed as ho glanced
them over, that they all bore dates pro
ceeding the disastrous business failure,
all but one which had reached Paris two
days before. He read with interest
every word of that.
J. Have wanted lor a long time to
hear from you. Of course your Bilcnce
confirms my expectation that you
would consider your changed circum
stances sufficient reason for sundering
the tie between us. In a few days I am
to be married to Manlius Turroni, and
return with him to Florence. His
father, who is anxious for a reconcilia
tion, has sent for him, and you wiii be
glad to know that we have every pros
pect of happiness before us. Please ac
cept my sincere sympathy for your mis
fortunes, .and believe me always your
friend."
Harrison King laughed outright, then
stood up and shook himself like a man
from whom an incubus is inteo. lie
was sure she had received his letters.
If it suited her purpose to pretend to
the contrary, it was better for them
both. A few hours later he was on his
way back to America.
" I know that mv Redeemer liveth !"
The triumphant words rang out over the
hushed congregation m a voice wincn
brought a smothered ejaculation to Har
rison King's lips, and he raised his eyes
to see the face ot me woman who had
sung them a year before, on another
Easter, when he felt that for him the
world had died. He had wandered into
the great city church, glad of anything
to divert his thoughts, for though Sun
day had come to be the only day ol
Jeisuro in his hard-working life, it
brought no rest for me soul or body.
He had not yet wiped out the disgraco
that stained his name, or in any measure
grown reconciled with the inevitable.
But Isabel what did it mean?"'
Ho waited for her at the foot of the
stairs with dogged determination to find
out what he most wished to know. He
would at least allow himself that much
gratification.
bite camo aown siowiy, apparently
paving no need to tno attentive and
voluble tenor at her side, and they met
face to face.
"Harry!"
'Isabel!"
The tenor withdrew with a profound
bow, and scarcely conscious of what he
did, Harrison King drew her hand
within his arm, and they passed into the
street together.
"Is it Isabel Vavasseur?" ho asked
" Certainly ; and you did not knilw I
was iu America r"
"I did not. And the count?"
"H in Florence; happy, i nope, in
his children."
Their eyes met, and they both laughed,
scarcely knowing why.
"lie forgave mo that I could not
marry him.''
"You could not?"
"I did not love him," sho said,
slowly, in a low voice.
"Isabel," he exclaimed with a sud
den impulse, his heart giving a great
iHJund, "oncel thought you cared a
ltlle lor me. Was 1 wrong? Now,
that we are both free, 1 will ask you
that. I wi.l ask nothing uioie, lie
buu kd on. "1 am a ruined man, us of
course you know; but if I could believe
I had ever had a little place in your
heart, tl would make my life more
tolerabhfc"
"You have had it all," sho replied.
" I found it out in Florence before It
was too lato."
"Too late!" he repeated, and the
words were a half groan. " It is too
late, Isabel, for any happiness for me."
A long silence fell between them as
they walked on. She was first to break
it. and her lips were very whito before
she spoke.
" I should tell you Ilarry.what is true
that my love is stronger than your
sense of disgrace and poverty; that I
can only be happy "
Her voice broke. She clung to him
with a sort of despair. His hand
closed softly over hers that tremble ! on
his arm.
"Isabel, with your help I believe I
can be a man again."
The warm spring sun dazzled the eyes
of those who faced it on the avenue,
else they could not have failed to notice
that in these two faces, as they passed,
was ajoy born not altogether of the di
vine significance of Easter day, but of
human and happy love as well.
Pork Making.
A correspondent of the London Miller
describes his visit to a Chicago pork
packing establishment as follows :
The place where I was to witness the
prosecution of one of the greatest of tho
industries of the latter city was Union
stock yard, where I arrived by street
car at 9 :05 A. M., and was introduced to
one of the pig killing establishments.
The animals to be operated upon are
driven up an incline, for which, if they
suspected to what fate it was the intro
duction, they would have no inclina
tion. This leads to a largo pen, lrom
which they are driven into a smaller
one, where a man is placed for the pur
pose of slipping a chain on one of the
hind legs of the unsuspicious porkers,
which are hauled to a position whence
they slide to the sticker, who dispatches
them while hanging. The stuck pig is
then passed on to a man who unhitches
the leg, and the animal falls into the
scalding tank, which holds twenty at a
time, and three men are then engaged
stirring the carcasses up with long
Coles, so that the bristles which are to
c removed are acted upon by the scald
ing water. At the end of the tank there
is a sort of scoop which the pigs slide
into, and are lifted out of the water to a
bench, where they are subjected to the
scraping and shaving process by the
active hands of a dozen men. They are
then passed to a functionary by whom
. i i i i i .
tucy are aecapitacca, niter wmcu mey
are cut open and disemboweled by
other practitioners, the division of labor
principle being carried out there to the
etter. alio cutting up process loiiows
the whole operation, taking less
time than I have taken to describe it.
A pig is killed and made ready for the
market in a few minute3. . At tho
Messrs. B. F. Murphy packing company
they now employ 210 men, havo a
twenty-four horse-power CDgine and
four . fatty horse-power horizontal
boilers, eleven lead tanks, eight leet by
six. and three twenty-four feet by six.
They kill 1,600 pigs a day, and in win
ter twice that number. Alter be ng cut
up the pigs are salted anrf put in ice
houses. I also visited one of the cattle-killing
establishments, where the work of
slaughter is conducted with equal dis
patch, the mode of killing being the
cutting of the spinal cord at the back of
the head by means of a steel pointed
spear sharpened somewhat like a drill,
tho animal falling instantaneously and
without a struggle. Every part and
product of tho animals, I may mention.
is utilized, nothing here being allowed
to go to waste.
A Heap of Trouble,
A popular Macon minister recently
passed the nigljt thirty miles below
Americus with a backwoodsman whoso
house contained only two rooms. The
family, however, consisted of twenty
one, though, owing to a dance in tho
neighborhood, only seventeen of the
children were at home, lhe minister
spent the night with the father and
seven sons in one room, while the old
lady and ten daughters occupied the
other. In tho morning a junior member
of tho family, in response to an applica
tion for a washbowl, brought him an
old rusty tin pun, and atter the lace
toilet was complete, hunted up about
6even tcctu ot an old tucking coinu lor
him to arrange his hair with. During
the progress of this importart ceremony
tho following conversation between tho
two took place:
" Mtsier.do you wash every mornin'?"
"1 do."
" And comb your hair, too?"
"Yes."
" Well, don t it look to you some
times like you is a heap of trouble to
yourself '"Macon (lt.) Telegraph.
Tho results of soundings over the bod
of the Atlantic havo made clear, it is
believed, the existence through tho mid
dlo of the ocean, extending from north
to south, of a sunken ridge, often less
than 1,(00 lathoms from tho surface,
while on cither side tho water lias a
depth of from 3,000 to more than 3,450
fathoms; so that the clevatiou of tho
ocean's liottom required to make these
depths dry land would bring up be
twecn them a mountain ran 1:0 from
9,000 to 15,000 feet in height. The higher
points of this sunken ridge now forms
the islands 01 the Azores.
Curious are the means of self dtfenso
with which animals and insects are pro
vided. A butterfly, when apprehend
ing danger, never lights on a green tree
or bhrub but flies into a clump of dead
leaves, where itso adjusts its wings 011 a
twigs, as to look exactly like a shiveled
leaf, and ueues discovery by its toe.
Although ths theory of tho conta
giomness of consumption lias not In en
widely accepted, experiments havo
shown that tho disease may Imj produced
in the lower animals by inoculation with
tuberculous mutter.
TIMELY TOPICS.
There was recently sold at auction in
London a piece of freehold property in
Park lane, Mavfair, covering 2,100
square feet, for $02,500. This is at the
rate of $1,250,000 per acre, and shows
the value of land in London. The
Drcxel purchase of the corner of Wall
and Broad streets, in New York city,
a few years ago, was $250,000 in gold
for 075 square feet, or at the rate of
$21,000,000 per acre. Gold was then at
twelve per cent, premium, and tho
price paid was the highest ever given in
any part of tho world.
It is estimated that 50,000 men and
women aro employed in Philadelphia
in tho manufacture of clothing, and
20,000,000 suits are made every year.
Cutting machines are gradually finding
their way into all of the large manufac
turing establishments of tho city. The
machines have a capacity for cutting
nearly 1,800 garments in a day of twelve
hours, or about equal to the combined
results of the labor of eight men. But
tonholes also can be worked by machin
ery at the rate of 180 per hour, while by
hand it would take the samo period to
complete three holes. By tho cutting
machines folds of cloth forty-ply thick
ness can be easily cut through. The
establishment where cutting and but
tonhole machines are used turns out 100
suits ready for wear inside of twelve
hours.
A new grievance is brought against
the ailantus tree, which forms such a
large class of the shade trees of New
York city. The poisonous quality of its
blossoms has long been known, causing
the air to be not only extremely un
pleasant, but unhealthy, during the
blossoming period. It is ascertained by
examination that many 01 these trees,
to all external appearance vigorous
and healthy, aro in the interior entirely
rotten. This accounts for the well
known fact that during our violent wind
storms the aliantus is generally the first
tree to fall by the fury of the storm. Tho
safety of the passers-by seems to require
the removal of such trees.
A French publication contains a tabu-
ar statement of the production of wheat
in the countries of the world. Accord
ing to this authority the total average
annual production in Europe is 1.298.-
200,000 bushels; in the world, 1,702,260,-
000. Franco leads Europe, with Ht,
448,000 ; Russia i3 next, with 224,000,000 ;
then come Germany, bpain, Austro-
Ilungary, and Great Britain. The
United states produces 4vv;,uou,uoo ;
Algeria, 25,200,000: Canada, Egypt and
Australia, 16,800,000 each. This coun-
rv produces nearlv one-balf of nearlv
all supplied by the world after France,
llussia, tiermany and bpain are ex
cluded. The principal exporting coun
tries are given as the United States,
84,000,000 to 148,000,000 bushels; Rus
sia, 42,000.000 to 47.000,000, and six
others aggregating 33.000.0C0 to 46,000,
000. Principal importing countries,
Great Britain, 98,000,000 to 129,000.000,
and four other European countries ag
gregating 28,000,000 to 39,000,000.
Great Britain thus appears from the3e
lisures to take about one-half of what
other countries havo to sell.
Humboldt and the Lunatic.
"Great wits are sure to madness near
allied," and a quaint anecdote, culled
from Humboldt's " Wanderjahre," aptly
demonstrates how readily even so keen
an observer as the great German traveler
may mistake a geniUB lor a lunatic.
During ono of his many sojourns in
Paris. Humboldt, who took a deep inter
est in the mysteries of mental aberration,
conceived a desire to converse inti
mately with some incurable maniac, and
requested ono of his scientific friends,
an eminent mad-dootor, to give him the
opportunity of meeting one of his more
remarkable patients.
A few davs later no received an invi
tation from tho specialist in question to
supper, and on his arrival at his friond's
house lound two strange gentlemen
awaiting bim, neither 01 whom was
formally presented to hiai by his Aru-
philryon. une was an eiaeriy gentle
man, of grave demeanor, dressed in
the height ol tho prevailing fash
ion, bv no means talkative, and
manifestly devoted to tho pleasures
of tho table. Tho other was a
comparatively young man. extremel.
excitable in manner, with long dis
heveled hair, ill-made clothes, and so
exuberantlv voluble that he all but
monopolized the conversation through
out tho evening, altuough Humboldt
himself was one of tho most loquacious
men alive. The wild-looking person
displayed extraordinary versatility and
restlessness 111 uu talk, wincn teemed
with paradoxes, and dealt with an in
finite variety of subjects. Humboldt
listened to his brilliant rambhngs with
absorbing interest, and upon taking
leave of bis host at a late hour ot me
night, expressed his gratitude for the
psychological experience atiorcied mm,
observing that "the midman had
amused bim beyond all measure.'
"How is tin t?" exclaimed the doctor;
" vou Bcurcelv exchanged a word with
him all tho evening." "1 mean, of
course." rejoined nuinuoiut, "mat ex
citable voung man." "You are alto
gethcr mistaken; tho madman was that
duiot. decorous old gentleman." "And
who, then, wtis the person 1 took to be
demented?" "That person, my good
friend, was M. llonoro do Balzuo, tho
celebrated novelist!"
Mr. Ismay has made tho circuit of tho
earth in seVenty-livo days, traveling at
the rale of o30 miles a day, touching at
Suez, Singapore, Hong Kong. Canton,
Shanghai Yokohama, San Francisco
and New York.
Two men rode up on harnessed horses
to a circus ticket wagon at Lnadville,
hitched the beasts to il, and dashed oil'
wilh tho vehicle, in which wero tho
treasurer and $l,.r00. Tho s!i wmen
gave quick chase, and regained Die
treasure, but tho robhurs entuped.
How the Greenback is Made.
"All paper money." said a treasury
officer in conversation with a Chronicle
reporter a few days ago, "both" legal
tenders and national securities, is now
engraved, printed and finished in the
bureau of engraving and printing at
Washington. Somo years ago one-half
the note was finished in New York by
the Columbia Bank Note company, but
that has been done away with for some
time. Under an act of Congress a build
ing has just been completed for the sole
use of the bureau. Before moving into
this they occupied a part of the treasury
department."
" W hat about the process of making a
greenback P"
"The process of making a greenback
and other government securities is this :
Tho paper is first taken to the wetting
division. There it is counted and damp
ened. It is then delivered to the plate
printers, each sheet being charged to
them. They again count it in the pres
ence of their assistant, who is a lady,
and give a receipt therefor, the assistant
certifying that she witnessed the count.
The receipts are taken to the wetting
division, where they are compared with
the books before work is begun, and
must agree. The paper is then given
the first impression, which is on the
back. This Is done with a hand-press.
Attached to all of these presses are reg
isters, which keep count of each sheet of
paper as it passes through, so it is im
possible for the printer to secret any
without being detected. The note then
passes into the examining division,
whero it is counted while wet and then
placed in a drying box. When per
fectly dry it is taken out and again
counted, and the work examined by ex
perts, all of whom are ladies. Tho
sheets found defective in any way are
canceled, and tho perfect ones placed in
a -hydraulic press, where an immense
pressure is given them. When taken
out they are perfectly smooth. They
aro then sent back to the wetting di
vision, where they are again damp
ened." "What is the next Btcp in their manu
facture?"
" Well, they are taken to the printing
division, where they receive the second
impression, which is the black part of
the face, after which they are taken to
the examining division, the dry box, me
hydraulic press, and back again to the
wetting division, the same as at first.
They are taken from here the third time
to the state printing division, wnere me
third impression is received, wnicn 13
the large red seal on the face. Atter
this they are taken to the examining
room, dried, pressed, counted and exam
ined, the same as on both previous
occasions. From here they are sent to
the numbering division, where they
receive the numbers that are seen on the
upper right corner and left center. Both
legal tender and national Dans notes are
printed on sheets, and there are always
four notes on each. After being num
bered the legal tender notes are taken to
another room, where the margin is
trimmed from tho paper and the notes
separated. This is all done by machin
ery. After being separated they are
again counted and placed in packages
of one thousand notes each. This is also
done by ladies, who are experts. One
lady, Mrs. Silver, will count one thou
sand notes in five minutes. This is the
final count. Thev are then ready for
delivery to the parties authorized to re
ceive them. Tho national bank notes
are not separated, but are sent to the
banks that issued them in sheets of four
each, so that they may be the more
readily signed. The rules governing me
bureau of engraving and printing are
very strict. In fact during working
hours the employees are treated more
like prisoners than they are like ladies
or gentlemen. From one thousand to
hfteen hundred persons are empioyeo
there, the ladies ou' numbering the gen
tlemen considerably." Louii Ciront
etc.
X Darning Mountain.
The Panama Star ani IlcraUl says:
We learn that the eruption of the Fuego,
the largest volcano in Guatemala, was
preceded by earthquakes of considerable
violence, the theater of whose operations
was confined to tho country surround
ing the volcano, within a radius of somo
twenty or thirty miles. In Antigua.
Amatitlan, Palin, Petapa and several
other points, tho shocks wero of such
violence as to occasion 6erious alarm
among the inhabitants, and caused
tliem to abandon their housss for several
hours. With tho beginning of tho ex
plosion, however, the earthquake period
ended, and the people in the streets of
tho various pueblos were able to wit
ness in tranquility the splendid appear
ance of the burning mountain. During
the morning of the day succeeding tho
day of tho eruption tho pueblos on tho
Costa Grande, to the northward of tho
volcano, were fchrouded in gloom, and
for some time after sunrije people in
otlices wero compelled to eniplov arti
ficial light to carry on their labors.
Ashes end dust fell in great quantities at
many miles' distance, and people who
were at too great distances from the
volcano to witness the explosion wero
for some time in doubt as to their
origin.
A Wonder 1 ill Spring.
There is an immenso spring ever on
tho West Dolores, about six miles from
Rico, just across from the head of Horse
gulch and near the base of Calico peak,
l hat litis an ebb and flow that is quite
singular. The basin is about twenty
tive feet in diameter and in tho morning
is nlwuys full of water, but in tho even
iug it is" perfectly dry and empty. The
water is cold and apparently of good
quality, and tho basin gradually lilia to
overflowing when it as slowly recedes,
ctlervescing violently all tho time. The
discovery was made by a prospector w ho
passed it in tho morning when full (the
basin was full, we mean), and on return
ing at night it was empty. He watched
it with the result mentioned above. It
is cM-itin-i considerable curiosity in that
region. liLv (Cvl.) Ant.
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