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VOL. XXXVIII. MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. FEBRUARY 20, 1884. NO.S.
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I plucked a beautiful rose
Tbat pleased me with its firace,
And a sorrow tbat no one knows,
And an old dead summer arose.
And looked me in the face.
I was swept, as l? a wave,
Back to a vanished hour
Iiark over a narrow grave
That hides a heart so brave.
And a face so like this .lower.
Oh. head of shining gold t
Oh, heavenly eyes of blua !
Oh, love that never was told,
Oh, heart that is growing old,
And stili is loyal and true.
Only a girl and a boy.
A bower a rose a kiss.
A wordless, silent joy.
That knew no least alloy,
And souls that weredizzy with bliss
Then sudden and rayless gloom
Death and the winding sheet,
The years creep over thy tomb,
The roses bloom and bloom.
But still 1 am true, my sweet !
TUCTI.L TALE TILK
And they do sav she'll have to
JO to
the ixr house."
"To the poor house! How dreadful!
And the children, too?" aiid Muss Ben
nett shuddered.
"Yes; unless somebody "11 adopt them,
and that's not likely. ,
"Well, I must go," the visitor went
on, rising: "I wish I could do some
thing for her. but with my houselul of
children, lve got use for every penny
1 can rake and scrape,"
'I'm sure I have, with only myself,"
said Miss Bennett, as she closed the
door. "I'm sure 1 have," she repeated
-It's as much as I can do to make ends
meet, scrimping as 1 do, not to speak
of laying up a cent for sickness and old
age."
"But the poor house!" she said
again. "I wish I could help her!" and
the needles flew in and out, in and out,
faster than ever, as she turned this
over in her mind. "1 might give up
something," she said at last, "though
I don't know what, unless unless,"
she said slowly, thinking of her one
luxury, "unless I give up my tea, and
it don't seem as if I coald do that."
Some time the thought worked in
her mind, and filially ni;e resolved to
make the sacrifice of her only indulg
ence for six months and send the mon
ey to her suffering neighbor Mrs.
Stanley though she had never seen
her and on'y heard she was in want.
How much of a sacrifice Uiat was
you can hardly guess, you young peo
ple who have so many luxuries.
That evening Mrs. Stanley was sur
prised by a small gift of money "From
a friend," said the envelope couta'niug
it
"Who sent it?" she asked fiomthe
bed where she was lying.
"Miss Bennett toid me not to tell,
said the loy, unconscious that he had
already told.
The nex"t day Miss Bennett sat at the
window knitting, as usual for her
constant contribution to the poor turn!
of the church was a certain number
of stockings and mittens when she
saw a young girl coming up to the door
of the cottage.
'Who can that be?" she said to her
self. "I never saw her face before.
Uome in!" she called, m answer to a
knock. The girl entered, and walked
up to Miss Bennett.
"Are you Miss Bennett?" she
asked.
- "Yes," said Miss Bennett, with an
amused smile.
"Well, I'm Hetty Stanley."
Miss Bennett started, and her color
grew a little brighter.
'I'm glad to see you, Hetty,'' she
said; "won't you sit down?"
"Yes, if you please," said Hetty,
taking a chair near her.
'I came to tell you she began, simp
ly, "how much we love you for "
Oh, don't say any more!" interrup
ted Miss Bennett: "never mind that!
Tell me about your mother and your
baby brother."
This was an interesting subject, and
Hetty talked earnestly about it, and
the time passed so quickly that, before
she knew it, she had been in the house
an hour. hen she went away Miss
Bennett asked her to come again, a
thing she was never known to do be
fore, for she was not fond of young
people in general.
"But then Hetty's different," she
said to herself when wondering herself
at her own interest.
"Did you thank kind Miss Bennett?"
was her mother's question as Hetty
opened the door.
'Hetty stopped as if struck. "Why,
no! 1 don't believe I did."
'And stayed so long, too? What ever
did you do? I've heard she isn't fond of
people generally."
'We talked, and I think she's ever
so nice. She asked me to come again;
may 1?"
"Of course you may, if she cares to
have you. I should be glad to do some
thing to please her."
That, visit of Hetty's was the first of
a long series. Almost every day she
found her way to the lonely cottage,
where a visitor rarely came, and a
strange intimacy grew up between the
old and younf. Hetty learned of her
friend to knit, and many an hour they
spent knitting while Miss Bennett ran
sacked her memory for stories to tell.
And then, one day, she brought down
from a big chest in the garret two of
the books sho used to have when she
was young, and let Hetty look at
them.
One was "Thaddeus of Warsaw,"
and the other "Scottish Chiefs." Poor
Hetty had not the dozens of books you
have, and these were treasures indeed.
She read them to herself, and she read
them aloud to Miss Bennett, who,
much to her own surprise, found her
interest almost as eager as Hetty's.
New Year's was urawing near, and
strange, unusual feelings began to stir
in Miss Bennett's heart, though gener
ally she did not think much about that
happy time, Mie wanted to make
Hetty a happy day. Money she had
none, so she went into the garret
where her youthf ul treasures had long
been hidden. From the chest where
she had taken the books, she now took
a small box of light colored wood, with
a transferred engraving on the cover.
With a sigh for the sight of it brought
up old memories Miss Bennett lifted
the cover by fts loop of ribbon, took out
a package of old letters, and went
down stairs with the box. takinz also
a few bits of bright silk from a bundle
in the chest.
"I can tit it up for a work box," she
said, "and I'm sure Hetty will like
It." .
For several days after this Miss Ben
nett had her secret work, which she
carefully hid when she saw Hetty com
me Slowly, in this way, she made
pretty needle-book, a tiny pin-cushion,
and an emery bag like a big strawberry,
Then from her own scanty stock she
added needles, pins, thread and her
only pair of small scissors, scoured to
the last extreme of brightness. One
thing only she had to buy a thimble
and that she bought for a penny of
brass so bright it was quite as hand
some as gold.
Very pretty the little box looked
when full; in the bottom Jay a quilted
lining,, which had always been there,
and upon this the fittings she had
made. Besides this, Miss Bennett
knit a pair of mittens for each of
Hetty's brothers and sisters.
The happiest girl in town on New
Year's morning was Hetty Stanley.
To begin with she had the delight of
giving the mittens to Uie children, and
when she ran over to tell Miss Bennett
how pleased they were, she was sur
prised by the present of the odd little
work box and its pretty contents.
.New Year's was over all too soon,
and it was about the middle of Jan
uary that the time came which, all her
lite, Miss Bennett had dreaded when
she should be .helpless. She had not
money enough to hire help, and so the
en y thing ' she could imagine whea
that should come was her sicial hor
ror the poor house.
But that one good deed of hers had
already borne fruit and was still bear
ing. When Hetty came over one day,
and found her dear friend lying help
less on the floor as it dead, slid was
dreadfully frightened, of course, but
she ran after i he neighbors and the doc
tor and bustled about the house as
she belongs to it.
Mis Bennett was not dead she had
a slight stroke of paralrsis, and thou;
s le was soon better and would be able
to talk and probably to knit and po:
sibly to get about the house, she would
never be able to live alone and do every
thing for herseif, as she had done.
So the doctor told the neighbor! who
came in to help, and so Hetty heard, as
she listened eagerly for nes.
"Of course she can't live here any
longer, she'll have to go to a hospital,'
said one woman.
"Or to the poor house, more likely,
saii another.
"She'll hate that," raid the first
speaker. "I've heard her shudder over
the poor house,"
"She shall never go there!" declared
Hetty, with blazing eyes.
Hoity-toity! who's to prevent?"
asked the second speaker, turning
look of disdain on Hetty.
"i am," was the feirless answer.
'I know all Miss Bennett's ways, and I
can take cire of her, an 1 1 will," went
on Hetty, indignantly; and, turning
suddeul- , she was surprised to see Miss
Bennett's eves hxed on her with an
eager, questioning look.
"There! she understands! she's bet
ter!" cried Hetty. "Mayn't I stay and
take ca;e of you, dear Miss Bennett?'
she asked, running up to the bed.
'Yes you may," interrupted the
doctor, seeing the look in the patient's
face; "but you musn't agitate her now.
And now, my ood women," turning
to the others, "1 think she can get
along with her young friend here.
whom I happen to know is a womanly
young girl, ana will be attentive and
careluL"
They took the hint and went away,
and the doctor gave directions to Hetty
what to do, telling her she must not
leave Miss .Dennett, bo she was now
regularly installed as nurse and house
keeper.
Days and weeks rolled by. Miss
Bennett was able to be up in her chair,
to talk and knit, and to walk about
the house, but was not able to be left
alone. Indeed, she had a horror of
being left alone; she could not bear
Hetty out of her sigh', and Hetty's
mother was very 'willing to spare her,
for the mouths she had to till were
many.
To provide food for two out of what
had been scrimping for one was a
problem, but Miss Bennett ate very
little and she did not resume her tea,
so they managed to get along and not
really suffer.
One day Hetty sat by the fire with
her precious box on her knee, which
she was putting to rights for the 20th
time. The box was empty, and her
sharp young eyes noticed a little dust
on the silk lining.
"I think I'll take this out and dust
it," she said to Miss Bennett, 'if you
don't mind."
"Do as you likewith it," answered
jiiss isuneu, n is yours."
So she carefully lifted the silk,
which stuck: a little
'Why, here's something under it,"
she said "an old paper, and it has
writing on it.'
'Bring it to me,'' said Miss Bennet;
"perhaps it's a lttter I have forgot
ten." Hetty brought it.
Why, it's father's writing!" said
she, looking closely -at the faded writ
ing; 'and what can it mean 1 never
saw it be tore. Jt says: 'Seek and ye
shall find' that's a Bible text. And
what is this under it? A word to the
wise is sufficient.' I don't understand
he must have put it there himself, for I
never took that lining out I thought
it was fastened. What can it mean?"
and she pondered over it long, and all
day seemed absent-minded.
After tea, when they sat before the
kitchen lire, as they always did, with
only the firelight flickering and danc
ing on the walls, while they knitted,
or told stories, or talked, sue told
Hetty about her father; that they
had lived comfortably in this house,
which he built, and that everybody
supposed tbat he had plenty of money
and would leave enough to take care of
his only child, but tht when he died
suddenly nothing had been found, and
nothing ever had, from that" day to
this.
Tart of the place I let John Thomp
son, Hetty, and that rent is all I have
to live on. I don't know what makes
me think of old times so, to-night."
"I know," said Hetty; "it's that pa
per, and I know what it reminds me
of," site suddenly shouted, in a way very
unusual with her. 'It's that tile over
there," and she jumped up and went
to the side of the fireplace and put her
hand on the tile she meant.
On each side of the fireplace was a
row of tiles. They were Bible sub
jects, and Miss Bennett had often told
Hetty the story of each one, and also
the stor es she used to make up about
them, when she was young. 1 he one
Hetty had her Land on now bore the
picture of a woman standing before a
closed door, and below her the words of
the yellow bit of paper: "Seek, and ye
snail flnd."
'I always felt there was something
different about that," said Hetty ea
gerly, "and you know vou told me
your father talked to you about it
about what to seek in the world when
he had gone away, and other things.'
'Yes: so lie did," said Miss Bennett.
thought! ullv; "come to think of it, he
said a great deal about it, and in
meaning way. I dont understand it,'
she said slowly, turning it over in her
mind.
'I do!" cried Hetty, enthusiastically,
"I believe you are to seek here! I be
lieve it loose!" and she tried to shake
it, 'Oh, Miss Bennett, may I take it
out?"
Miss Bennett had turned deadly
pale. "Yes, she gitsped, hardly
knowing what she expected or dared to
hope,
A sudden p sh from Hetty's strong
fingers, and the tile slipped out one
side and fell to the floor. Behind it
was an oiening into the brick work.
Hetty thrust in her band.
'There's something in there!" she
said, in an awed tone.
A light!" said Miss Bennett.
hoarsely. There was -not a candle in
the house, but Hetty seized a brand
from the fire, and held it up, and looked
in.
"It looks like bagi tied up," she
cried. "Oh, come here yourself!'
The old woman hobbled over and
thrust her hand into the hole, bringing
out what was once a bag, but which
fell to pieces in her hands and with it
oh, wonder! a handful of gold pieces
which fell with a jingle on the hearth
and rolled every way.
Mv father's monpv! (lb ITpttvT"
was ail she could sav, and she seized
chair to keep from tailing while Hetty
was nearly wild and talked like a crazy
person.
"On, goody 1 goouy I now you can
have things to eat! and we can have a
candle! and you won't hive to go to
the poor house!"
"No. indeed, you dear chi'd!" cried
Miss Bennett, who had found her
voice, "lhanks to vou you blessing
I shall be comfortable now the rest of
my days. And you! oh! I shall never
forget you! Through you has everything
good come to me."
'Oh, but you have been so good to
me, dear Miss I5ennett:"
I should never have guessed it. you
precious child! If it had not been for
your quickness I should have died and
never fo aid it."
"And if you hadn't given me the
box, it might hive rusted away in that
chest."
I thank God for everything, child.
Take mocev out of my purse and go
buy a candle. We need not save it for
bread now. Oh, child!' she interrup-
ted herself, "do yon know, we shall
have everything we want to-morrow
Go! gol I want to see how much there
is."
The candle bought, the gold was
taken out and counted, and proved to
be more than enough to give Miss Ben
nett a comfortable income without
touching the principal. It was put
back and the tile replaced, as the
safest tlace to keep it till morning,
when Miss Bennett intended to put it
into a bank.
But though they went to bed, there
was not a wink of sleep for Miss Ben
nett, for planning what she should do.
There were a thousand things she
wanted to do first. To get clothes for
Hetty, to bnghten up the old house.
to hire a girl to relieve Hetty, so that
the dear child should go to school, to
train her into a noble woman all her
old ambitions and wishes for herself
sprang into life for Hetty. For not a
thought of her future life was separate
from Hetty.
In a very short time everything was
changed in Miss Bennett's cottage.
She had p lblicly adopted Hetty, and
announced her as her heir. A girl had
been installed in the kitchen, and
Hetty, in pretty new clothes, had begun
school. I resh paint inside and out,
and many new comforts, made the old
house charming and bright. But noth
ing, could change the pleasant and
happy relations between t he two friends,
and a more contented and cheerful
household could not be found any
where. Happiness is a wonderful doctor.
Miss Benuet grew so much better that
she could travel, and when Hetty had
finished her school days they saw a little
of the world before they settled down
to a quiet, useful life.
tvery comfort on earth 1 owe to
vou," said Hetty, one day. when Miss
Bennett had proposed some new thing
to add to her enjoment.
Ah," dear Hettyl how much more
do 1 owe to youl But for you 1 should
no doubt be at this moment a shiv,
ering pauper in that terrible poorhouse
while some one else would be living in
this dear old house. And it all comes,"
she added softly, "of that one unselfish
thought, of that one self-denial for
others."
Limed Kccs.
A merchant in New York was asked:
"How many eggs were brought in by
the German steamers?"
"About 1,400 cases, or say 80,000
dozen."
'Are they limed?"
'Yes, but the German process is
better than the American. Here a
bushel of lime is slacked with eight or
nine pails of water, the water is drawn
off and the eggs are packed in it. The
lime water closes the pores in the shell
and excludes the air. The eggs will
then keep two or three years. But the
white of the egg gets watery: and, be
sides that, the limers do not pickle the
eggs until they are afraid they will
spoil. Out of 1.000 barrels of limed
eggs received tern only auu will De
gut-edged. The German process leaves
the white in such a natural condition
tbat the imported eggs are frequently
sold here as fresh ones by the retailers.
The only thing to prevent it is the fact
that these preserved eggs cannot be
boiled. They crack oien every time,
of course. In every other resiect they
are as good as nine-tenths of the fresh
eggs sold."
How much duty do you pay on
them?"
The American hen is wholly unpro
tected from tie pauper labor of the
Germans. There is a movement on
foot, though, to get a duty on eggs,
which wilt, erhaps, enable us to charge
several cents more a dozen under ex
treme ciicumstances."
He who knows only his own aide of
the case, knows Utile of that. . -
me Story of a Mrmvo Man.
Thomas Tate Tobens. of Costilla
county, is visiting Ex-Governor Wil
liam Gilpin, of Colorado. Mr. Tobens,
who is 00 years of age, came to- Colora
do in 1837. Born in St Louis in 1824
Mr. Tobens. when only 13 years old.
gave rein to his restless fancy and came
out with a tram to the far West.
Though a mere boy he was hardy and
courageous and his sturdy qualities were
admired by his superiors. He was early
identihed with the military service and
became a sort of protege of Colonel St.
Vraiii, who figures prominently in the
military annals of Colorado. In his
capacity of guide and scout he passed
through many perilous places and.
Othello-like, had many "hair-breadth
'scapes l' tlr imminent deadly breach.
From time to time he indulged in trad
ing with the Indians and Mexicans and
became universally known in the Itocky
mountain region. At the close of the
Mexican war. when Ex-Governor Wil
liam Gilpin was given command of the
Federal troops by President Folk, To
bens became one of his trusted scouts.
At one time, when Governor Gilpin
and a little band of soldiers were
hemmed in by Indians, provisions ran
short and the men became clamorous
for rations. It was a desperate situa
tion and desiierate chances bad to be
taken to relieve the besieged. lorn
Tobens was selected to run the gauntlet
and bring in a supply of sugar, coffee
and flour. He undertook the task,
and though he had to travel down
Santa Fe, New Mexico, for his sugar
and coffee, he made the trip m safety
ajid relieved the necessities of the fort.
Mr. Tobens performed many other
deeds during his service under Governor
Gilpin and earned the sincere friendship
of his able commander. Both passed
through many vicissitudes and both
have well earned the repose which has
has come to their declining years. Ex-
Governor Gilpin lives in Denver, Colo
rado, surrounded by a happy lamily,
supplied with all the luxuries which
refined taste can suggest, and money
can purchase, Tom Tobens owns
fine ranch in Costilla county, has
family of grewn-up children and lives
among them in contentment. Mr. To
bens went to Denver to see about the
title to some of his property, and in this
vrork Governor Gilpin lent him a help
ing band, Mr. Tobens called at the
State House and had a talk with some
of the officials. He had heard that
knile with which he had cut the head
from a celebrated bandit twenty-one
years ago was in the Mate House, and
he was a little curious to know whether
the story was true. Sj was a reporter.
who heard of the visit, and he called at
the residence of Governor Gilpin, where
Mr. Tobens was stopping. Mr. Tobens
said that the event happened in 1803,
He was then Living near Fort Garland,
which post was under command of Col
onel Tappan. Felipe Nerid Espinosa
and his brother -in-law, Besanti Koina
ro, two Mexican bandits, had been ter
rorizing the country, killing and plun
dering traders and miners and making
their very names words of terror.
Many efforts had been made to capture
theui but without avail. Finally Colo
nel Tappan sent for loin lobens.
He said to me," continued the
pioneer, ! want you to go out and
capture that fellow and get the reward.
bo do you want to go with you?
named two men that 1 knew were
trustworthy and said if I could get
them I would go. Colonel Tappan said
1 couldn't go out with such a force
that 1 didn't know how many bandits
there were in Espinosa s camp, and
that I must take twenty-five soldiers.
I had seen just befoie this time a Mexi
can woman who had been captured by
tspiuosa and who had made her escape.
She said their were only two of the
dcvels. So 1 told Colonel Tappan that
I wouldn't go with a company of sol
diers, but, as the two men wanted were
not to be had, being away, 1 said if he
would give me six soldiers and put me
in absolute command I Would go. lie
agreed to this and detailed the men.
Lieutenant Baldwin, of the liegulars,
came and said he wanted to go with
me. I thought it would be a good
plan to take him along to command the
soldiers and told Colonel Tappan so,
and Baldwin was detailed also. We
started out from the fort I think it
was in September and the first day.
we started the bandits from a tempo
rary camp in the hills. They saw us
coming so far away that they had time
to get away. When w e reached their
camp, they were uj.on the hills where
they could sje us. So I said we would
go down the creek and lead thnm to
believe we were going back to the fort.
We did so, but, returned under cover
of night and in the morning started
into the hills. Finally we found the
trail of the bandits. They were driving
an ox, and we followed the trad some
distance and then lost it-
Lieutenant Baldwin and I had a
talk, and we concluded to separate.
He took three men and went up into
some hills, while I, with three soldiers
and a Mexican boy, kept on looking
for the trail we had lost. At last I dis
covered where the men had entered
some fallen timber, and felt that the
camp was near. My men became dis
satisfied, however, and wanted to turn
back. I urged them on and shortly
thereafter I saw some crows flying in a
circle just ahead of us. I told my men
that the bandits were camped where the
crows were flying, and cautioned them
to be on the alert and have their guns
ready. We had reached the brow of a
email hill, and on the other side were a
lot of young pines. I went ahead
creeping slowly. Finally I raised up
and saw something move. I didn't
know what jt was, but a moment later
heard voices. The Mexican language
was being spoken and I was sure by the
bandits. I crept forward and soon saw
man, whom 1 took from the descrip
tion 1 had heard to be Espinosa. I
raised my rifle, a muzzle loader made
to order and a fine gun, but the man
moved about and went to a tree, so I
litre not shoot for fear of missing him.
He still kept talking and 1 motioned
the boys to come up. Just then the
bandit stepped forward so that I could
see his whole side, and, aiming at his
heart, I fired. He fell backward be
hind some logs crying "Jesus, favor
me; I'm killed," at the same time cry
ing to his companion, Escape." Then
Honiara, whom we had not yet seen,
was observed running from us. I told
the boys to shoot and they all fired but
did not stop him.
"By this time I had loaded my rifle
and as the fugitive was climbing a log
1 fired and he fell, Not knowing but
tbat there was more of the gang wo kept
our places for a while, all the while
hearing cursing and muttering from
Honiara and an occasional groan from
Espinosa. I had sent one of my men
and the Mexican boy back to apprise
Lieutenant Baldwin of the state of
affairs and while we were waiting for
him Itomara became quiet and we were
convinced he was dead, Espinosa still
lived, however, and we could only get
at hiin by making a charge, which
would expose us to his fire. This we
finally did. lie fired, but without ef
fect, and then I shot him a second time
and he fell back his shoulders striking
between the trunks of two fallen trees
and sustaining him. In tbat position
he died. lie held hU pistol clutched in
his hand. I succeeded in getting it
from him and tried to talk to him, but
he stared at me and muttered something
ab jut our being brutes. . When he was
dead I took my knife and cut off his
head. It was a ghastly job and I didn't
like to look at it afterwards. Then 1
told the Mexican boy to go and cut off
the head of the other fellow. He took
the knife and went away, but came
back soon without the head. I said:
'Why didn't you cut off his head?' The
boy said he thought the dead man was
his cousin. I told him t!iat made no
difference. The dead man was an out
law and I wanted him to go back and
cut off his head. He did so, and we
took the heads to Fort Garland, where
Colonel Tappan took charge of them.
1 gave the knife I took from Espinosa
to Colonel Tappan and the one I used
in cutting off Espinosa 's head to Lieu
tenant Vleit, I don't know what be
came of them aftet wards nor of the
heads, but I've heard lots of stories."
The French Market la New Orleans.
History has told of it; architecture
derides it. l'rogress looks back upon
it with curling lip; but the heart of the
Creole treasures its images and its mem
ories. The stranger hastens to it as the
Moslem to his Mecca, and the long,
low stretch of roof, pillar and pavement
are, usually, the quaintest object in the
qu imt est city of the land.
It is to N ew Orleans what old Tem
ple Bar was to London and more,
Ejch marked the limit of the ancient
city. But Temple Bar is gone. The
t reiich market stands intact. The in
quiring traveler of to-day lingers hesi
tating and uncertain near the line
where old London ended; but from
under the protecting sheds of the old
French Market he who possesses appre
ciative sympathy looks with twinkling
eye, whispering those most blessed of
all blessed words, ! know."
It is the cradle of New Orleans.
Snuggled in a corner of the little old
town, it lulled her children to slumbers
from which many of them are but now
awaking. The songs of France which
once filled the ear now mingle with
voices from every clime and people.
Swarming about the neighboriog cafe.
shops are sailors' lodging houses,
strolling up and down fie corriders,
pouring over upon the levee beyend,
the bustling chattering throng seems,
in its passage, to hold an unseen gate
shutting America out. All tongues
beard in the girdling of the globe there
tease the unfamiliar ear. But the
speech of progress and enlightenment.
expansion and uplifting, the one stead
ily absorbing all others as the speech of
human intercourse, is, there, like one
among a gathering of masks eager to
recognize, yet shrinking from utterance.
1 et this is the very charm of that odd
locality, exhaling the odor of crushed
aiid extinct eras.
Of itself the market is nothing, A
mere shed; a roof supported by smooth
shafts of iron, underneath, a pavement
of stone flags that is all. But as for
generations it has sat there compla
cently dabbling its feet in the onward
flow of tho Mississippi, so it and all in
its shadow have sat just there, playing
in the progressing current of the ou-
ward-lcaping world, and that same
world turns aside for a moment to look
curiously upon it. In the fierce pas
sions bursting forth in murderous point
of the vendetta between Milanese and
Falermite nurtured at its borders, the
old market's history has its darker side.
So has life. But it is not such that we
love to contemplate.
Boys.
Burdett says Cain was the first boy
and all his education depended on his
inexperienced parent. There were no
other boys in the republic to teach Cain
how to lie, smoke, drink, fight, cheat
and sieaL There were no country re
lations upon whom little Cain could be
inflicted for two or three weeks, when
his wearied parents wanted a little rest.
don't wonder that Cain turned out
bad. I always said he would. We aU
have our own lioys to look after, as your
neighbor has a boy whom you can look
after much more closely than his moth
er can, and much more to your own sat
isfaction than to the boy's comfort.
Your boy is like Adam's boy; he asks
questions, and if there is any truth in
the old theory of transmigration of
souls, when a boy dies he will pass into
an interrogation point. The older be
grows the more questions he asks. The
oldest boy I ever knew was fifty
seven years old, and I went to school to
him, and he did ask the longest, hard
est, crookedest questions that no boy
could answer. And now your boy, ceas
ing to ask questions, begins to answer
them, until you stand amazed at the
breadth and depth of his knowledge.
He wants to be a missionary or a
pirate. So far as he expresses any pre
ference he would rather be a pirate,
where there are more chances of making
money 2nd fewer for being devoured.
Women.
Woman is the masterpiece.
Woman is the crown of creation.
He that takes a wife takes care.
Women teach us repose, civility .and
dignity.
All that I am my mother mule me.
The sweetest thing in this life is the
unclouded welcome of a wife.
But one thing on earth is better than
the wife that is the mother.
No man can either live piously or die
righteous without having a wife.
In opposition to the ret nits of chem
ists of some eminence, Dr. H. Strove
contends that there u no difference In
the quality ot the albuminoids contain
ed in cows' or human milk.bnt that the
latter has a smaller proportion of nitro
genous matter than flows' milk, espe
cially or casein.
Eatior Araeme Boldly.
Fo-ty years ago Col. John Van
Armau, the famous criminal lawyer of
Chicago, ate a poisoned biscuit before
a Michigan jury, and by that act se
cured the acquittal of a woman charged
with attempting to murder her hus
band. From that time until now the
story of the poisoned biscuit has been
told throughout the Northwest many
hundreds of times by lawyers and
others, but it has seldom been told
correctly. So far as known, the true
version has never appeared in print
until now. It is this:
Somewhere between the years of 1840
and lbio the wife of a farmer of Hills
dale county, Michigan, baked some
biscuits one Suuday morning and then
went to church, leaving her husband
to take dinner alone. As he sat down
to his meal, however, a young farm
laborer came to the house and joined
him at his repast. Each ate of the
newly-baked biscuits, but quickly
fourd them unpalatable and put them
aside. Xeither one had eaten more
than half a biscuit. Both were soon
taken violently ill and displayed strong
symptoms of arsenical poisoning. The
young man recovered from his sick
ness after some days of intense suffer
ing, but the farmer lingered in a dying
condition lor more than a year and tin
allv expired.
Sixteen yeais before this time the
farmer had married his wife for her
money, the brought him $3,000. He
purchased a farm with this amount.
and in a few years became quite fore
handed. His greatest enjoyment, ap
parently, was to annoy his wile in every
conceivable manner. His favorite
amusement was to pull then: little child
out of bed in the night and beat it
cruelly. They finally concluded to
obtain a divorce from each other. The
farmer agreed to give his wife a lien on
his property for f l,6"i0 for the support
of herself and her child. The mortgage
was made out and placed in a lawyer's
hands to await the divorce.
The wife, in consideration of the
mortgage, signed a quit claim deed to
all her husband a property. On the eve
of tte granting of the divorce the far
mer secured the mortgage and destoyed
it, intending to put the deed on record
after the divorce was granted. His
wife discovered the cheat and stopped
the divorce proceedings. She then
deliberately planned to kill her hus
band. She sought a reconciliation and
went back to live with him. One day
she disguised herself in male attire,
went to Hillsdale and purchased
quantity of arsenic. This she mixed
in a batch of biscuits, and left them for
her husband to eat.
In a short time she was arrested. By
law the woman could not be tried for
murder because her husband lived more
than a year after he was poisoned, the
was indicted for poisoning and put on
trial in Hillsdale. Mr. Van Annan,
then a young man, with a law offloe at
Marshall, Mich., defended her. A
young French chemist from Detroit
testified against the accused. He was
the only chemist that Detroit afforded,
and he was a very mcompetent one.
This young man swore before the jury
that he had analyzed several of the bis
cuits which the prisoner made for her
husband's eating and had found they
contained arsenic. From his quantita
tive analysis he swore positively that
the husband had swallowed less than a
grain of arsenic. The chemist further
swore that a grain of arsenic was a
deadly dose, and that even less might
be fatal.
There were no railroads in Michigan
at that early day, and there was not
another chemist nearer than Chicago,
Mr. Van Annan, who had studied
chemistry in his youth, and had even
delivered lectures on the subject.
plainly saw that the Frenchman's testi
mony was wofully incorrect. Mr. V an
Annan contended before the jury that
a grain of arsenic was only a medicinal
dose, and that the defendant's hus
band, therefore, mast have become
fatally ill through some other agency
than poison in the biscuits. He could
produce no expert testimony to sub
stantiate his theory, because no experts
were within reach, .knowing that a
grain or arsenic would Bt seriously
affect the human system, be caused a
number of biscuits to be baked by a
physician of the town, each of them
containing a gram of the deadly sub
stance. Fortunately for his client
there were nene of the original biscuits
to be had, and the jury could not mur
mur against the substitution of new
ones.
Having proved by the physicians who
made them that the biscuits were prop
erly poisoned, Mr. Van Annan, near
the beginning of his closing argument,
gracefully ate one of them before the
jury, and continued to address them.
He remained in their sight lor several
hours, and took pains to show them
that he swallowed no antedote. The
grain of arsenic produced no ill effects
on him. The prosecuting lawyer could
not argue away the plain fact of the
harmless though poisoned biscuit which
the jury bad seen eaten. When the
case was given to them they very
promptly acquitted the prisoner. The
truth regarding the biscuits of which
the farmer partook was tbat tkey con
tained four or five times aj much arse
nic as the young chemist swore they
did.
Tbe Hot-Water Care.
The rage for hot-water drinking has
just struck Congress, and very hard,
too. Just adjoining the members
lobby of the House is a toilet room.
with a marble fountain in the center,
which runs with hot and cold water.
There yon may see at almost any hour
of the day grave lawmakers absorbing
teaming goblets of water, hot as they
can be swallowed, and evidently en
joyed. "What do they dnnk it for? ' was
asked of the sable attendant of the
fountain, who dances attendance upon
the absorbing statesman.
"Everything," was the reply, "from
indigestiou down to consumption. It'a
a great care, I can tell you, or, at least,
they think it is, and that' all the
same.
"How many of them dnnk it?"
"About fifty, I should think. The
number ia getting larger every day."
There are all ports of excuses given
for this startling use of water ae a
Congressional beverage. The most
frequent, howeyer, is that of indigestion.
Many members who have tried it for a
considerable length ot time express
themselves as satisfied of the value of
the remedy, and add that they now pre
fer it as a beverage to the toed water
with which they formerly courted indi
gestion and death.
Vanjelu
In a recent article on the plant gaojah,
which is used as an intoxicating drug in
India, it ia sttted that Dr. Cheven give
the particulars of several criminal trials
in which it was urged for the defense
that ganjah had ercited the fury and
neived the hand of tbe murderer. He
also mentions several cases of 'running
amuck, as it is called, where a man
madly attacks and stabs every person
whom he meets while he is in this state
of frenzy; bat some of these cases are
attributed to the use of opium as well
as caniah. He remarks: 'We have
abundant evidence that fakeers keep
themselves constantly under the in
fluence of ganjah, the excuse bein; that
this mode of intoxication abstracts the
thoughts from the objects of sense, and
assists their absorption into the Deity.
The face of aa habitual ganjah smoker
can scarcely be mistaken. The expres
sion of the countenance forcibly carries
with it the idea that reason has been
partially unseated."
As to the growth of the plant, the
emineut botanist, Mr. Charles Clarke,
who lately held high office at Hew
Gardens, recorded the following re
marks hen he was holding a Govern
ment appointment at Benzal: "The
whole country (about Bajibahye)
abounds, especially in waste spots round
villages, with the wild hemp. Of this
the ma'es and females are equally nu
merous. The ganjah plant is supposed
to be a variety of this species by most
botanirts; but as two saeh authorities
as Griffith an Banjaaiin Clarke have
doubted this, it may fairly be treated as
an open qaestion whether the ganjah
plant should be considered a different
species. The gai jn plant uiffura from
the wild hemp in its woody, thick,
straight stem, its buby pyramidal
habi', tbe crowded female flowers, and
the presence of the viscid ganjah bear
ing hair on the calyx and oracU."
Mr. Kerr reports that: "In its wild
state the plant is common all over India,
and grows to a a height varying from
Ave to ten feat; a bright, handsome,
pyramidal plant, with nch green leaves,
and small, greenish-white flowers. The
so-called 'wild' hemp is sot necessarily
a wild plant, bnt in some places is culti
vated for its leaves. The cultivated
variety is a little more stunted, rarely
rising above six feet, and more slender,
delicate and regularly pyramidil, a-i-
aaining more toe character of the
cypress. Ibe cultivated ganj-in ot
Ban gal is now crown in only a small
tract of country, within a circle havi ng
a radius of about sixteen miles. In this
small tract it occupies an area of only
about 1,000 acres, and is distributed in
small patches in abont ioO villages.
The number of persons occupied from
year to year in the cultivation averages
abont a.000, of whom the majority, or
about seven-eighths, are of the Moham
medan persuasi in, the remainder being
Hindus. The cultivation is carried on
with conai lerable skill, and according
to traditional rales and precepts. Tak
ing the selection and preparation of a
plot of ground as the initial process.
and the harvesting of the erop as the
final process, the cultivation may be
said to extend over twelve months, from
the beginning of March to the end of
February. Tbe actual growth ot the
plant begins in the nursery bed in
August, followed by transplantation in
September, and it oomes to maturity in
February The erop is eat sad manu
factured in February, or early in March.
ltore is one peculiar and interesting
feature in connection with the culliyi-
tion. About the end of November,
when tne plants are sufficiently advanced
to show the indications ot the sex, the
village ganjah doctor, as he is called,
examines all the plants and carefully
destroys all the males. The cultivators
are under the belief that the female
plants are destroyed and the ingles
saved. Bat scientific examination proves
that tins is not the case. The male
plants must all be destroyed: and only
tbe female plants, uncontaminated by
the presence of the males, produce the
substance commercially aad financially
known as ganjah. The average annual
amount of the ganjah crop is reported
by Mr. Kerr to be about 7,000 hundrei
weight, aocording to English weights.
The manufacture is very simple. It
consists chiefly in drying the plants,
getting ril of the leaves and part of the
stalks, and compressing' tbe smaller
twigs and flowers into bundles so that
ihey may be conveniently tied together
and packed up for exportation.
A Railroad Storr W 1th a Morl.
A few yeare ago a railroad out in Ohio
was badly run dowt. It had President
after President, and each one cocked
his feet on the office desk and let her
np. She had "ripped" until thedirect
ers finally got together and decided that
tbe right man must be found pretty
soon or the road must go to the wall.
They were consulting In a room looking
out into the passenger depot. A train
came in eighteen minutes behind time,
and the train dispatched booted the con
ductor out of one door, fired the engi
neer out of another, and run the fire
man under a freight train. He then
backed the train out, and was coming
back from the yards, when the Directors
met him, and one of them asked; "Mr.
Thomas, can you accept the Presiden
cy of this road?" "Wait a minute,"
was the reply, and the man shunted
three cars, cuffed a switchman, drove
two loafers out of the yar J, and returned
and said: 'Why, ryes, I suppose so;
and the first thing tbat I shall do is to
fire you all out o'herel Don't let me
see you around here again for six
months." In a year the road was pay
ing a divl!end.
Slarery in Hawaii.
Slavery on the Hawaiian Islands has
been investigated by a correspondent.
He says tbat the laborers on the sugar
plantations usually contract with planter
for three year, and that after the con
tract is signed the laborer is virtually a
slave. He must work eleven hours a
day, and his overseer is the sole judge
of his ability to work. The pay is 8 a
month, The writer goes on to say:
'As there is often but one planter to
two or three hundred laborers, it is
going to be an impossibility to build up
a country beat ing the most remote re
semblance to America on any such lines
as these, The present Government in
Hawaii is more autocratic than in any
country in Euroj-e, with, perhaps, the
exception oi itussia. The- Ministry
hold their positions solely at the pleas
ure ot the King, and consequently are
bound to do his wilL He is a partially
educated savage, covered with a veneer
ing of civilization. the country is
largely falling under the control of the
Chinese, and eventually the Portuguese
will share it with them."
Bairxace Snare.
Some time ago General Baggige
Agent Freeman, of the Lake Shore road
was notified that a valuable trunk be
longing to Mrs. Granger, of Ashtabula,
and which had been checked from that
place to Clevelaud was missing. The
matter was promptly investigated and
the following facts brought to light.
While the trunk was standing on the
plattonn at Ashtabula ready for depar
ture, a young man took off the original
check and substituted another one
reading "Buffalo to Painesville." This
slick little job having been accom
plished, the baggage was loaded and
put off at Painesville. A letter was
then sent to the agent at Painesville to
forwaid the trunk to Ashtabula by ex
press. Meanwhile a description of the'
baggage having been received at Palaes
ville, it was forwarded to Cleveland at
Agent Freeman's orders. The would
be thief might have escaped detection
had not his honest mother discovered
bis scheme and delivered the duplicate
Buffalo to Painesville check to the offi
cials. The young man had gone to
Painesville and stolen the checks from
some baggage delivered at that point,
then returned to As tabu la and operated
in the manner described. As he still
has the check which he stole from the
trunk in making the exchange, the
matter will be further investigated.
1 ou would be surprised to learn of
the many different devices used by bag
gage thieves, and the extent to which
it is carried on," said Agent Freeman
in speaking upon the subject. 'They
never succeed for any length of time
because our system of check accounts
is so perfect that we usually succeed In
tracing the goods sooner or later. One
of the most successful schemes recorded
was that of one of the discharged em
ployes of a road centreing at Caicago.
He would watch the residence of weal
thy citizens. If a trunk was taken to
the depot, he would manage to get
there on time, and as soon as the ex
pressman unloaded it he would coolly
claim it, have it checked to some neigh
boring stat'on and make away with the
contents. As usual, however, he played
this game just once too often. The
baggage check exchange is the device
usually resorted to."
A rich gentleman reported the loss of
a valuable trunk to Agent Freeman,
having come back all the way from the
South to trace the matter. A large
trunk was reported at Fremont as un
called for, and other circumstances
seemed to point conclusively to the fact
that it was the article wanted, having
been simply miscarried. The gentle
man left with the assurance that his
trunk would follow that very day, the
agent at Fremont having been notified
to forward the same to Cleveland at
once. Instead of the baggage expected,
however, the horror-stricken officials
received an immigrant's trunk about
the size of a one-story house, the con
tents of which proved to be a wooden
foot rule and a dirty handkerchief. Af
ter traveling almoit all over the country
the right trunk was finally discovered
by Freeman at a small station up in
Minnesota. Meanwhile the owner had
sued the company for the value of the
trunk.
One of the most important cases was
that of a New York traveling agent
who lost a trunk containing jewelry
valued at $2o,000. He bad been shad
owed by a baggage thief from New
York. Arriving at Cleveland, the
sharper learned that the next destina
tion was Chicago, and at once put his
plans into operation. Knowing that
the baggage weuld be transferred at
Toledo, he bought a ticket and checked
his baggage, consisting of a gripsack, to
that place. Arriving there he suc
ceeded in finding both his victim's
trunk and his gripsack, and exchang
ing the checks upon them without dis
covery. Having done mis, ne ooiuiy
demanded the trunk for which he had
a duplicate check, had the same trans
ferred to a hotel, where he emptied it
at his leisure, Meanwhile the runner
had presented his check at Chicago,
and was paralyzed with astonishment
when the asrent handed him the dilapi
dated little black gripsack which hU
check called for. The railroad com-
iny was promptly sued, and after
dragging the case around m the courts
ior years, tue supreme ouri vl auw
York recently awarded the jewelry firm
damages in full for the value of the
trunk and the costs of litigation, etc ,
the total amount being &15.U0O.
Bazzage Agent Calkins, of the liee
line, a few days ago brought to light
the case of a New York traveling sales
man, who varied the usual order of
things by stealing his own trunk. The
drummer, who represented a leading
.New York cloak house, claimed to nave
lost his trunk, containing $000 worth of
samples, made up mainly of fur-lined
cloaks, and at once set about to collect
the value of the same from the com
pany. The fact that the check which
he presented was the one which should
have been attached to the trunk, led to
the discovery that he had stolen and
sold the trunk and contents to a mer
chant at Daville, He confessed all and
begged of the Bee line officials to be let
oft, which they, in consideration of the
fact that tne man nad an esiimauie
wife and two lovely daughters just
budding into womanhood, decided to
do.
Light la the Barn.
It is estimated that nine-tenths of all
fires are caused by carelessness. Now
is the season when the lantern is fre
quently used in the barn, and we give a
word of caution. Never light a lamp
or lantern of any kind in the barn.
Smokers may include their pipes and
cigars in the above. The lantern should
be lighted in the house or some out
building where no combusitbies are
stored. A lantern which does not burn
well should never be pat in order in the
hay mow. There is a great temptation
to strike a match and relight an ex
tinguished lantern, wherever it may be.
It is best te even feel one's way out to
a safe place than to run any risks. If
the light 13 not kept in tne band, it
should be hung np. Provide hooks in
the various rooms where the lights are
used. A wire running the whole length
of the horse stable at the rear of the
stalls and furnished with a sliding hook
is very convenient for night work with
the horses. Some farmers are so care
less as to keep the lamp oil in the barn
and fill the lantern there while the wick
is burning. Such risks are too great,
even if the buildings are insured.
Thp-r who scatter with one hand.
gather with two, not always in coin,
but in kind. Nothing multiplies so
much as kindness.
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