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Editor and Proprietor.
B F. SCHWEIER,
MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. MARCH 19, 1S84.
NO. 12.
VOL. XXXVIII.
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THE IKIUML
I'.irJ of the wilderness,
lilitbesome and cumberlees,
Sweet be thy matin o'er moorland and lea I
Emblem of happlneM,
Blest is thy dwelling-place
O, to abide in the desert with thee 1
Wild is tby lay and loud,
Far in the downy cloud.
Lore gives it energy, love pave It birth.
Where, on thy dewy wing,
Where art thou journeying ?
Thy lay is in heaven, thy love ia on earth.
O'er fell and fountain sheen,
O'er moor and mountain green,
O'er the red streamer that heralds the day;
Over the cloudlet dim.
Over the rainbow's rim,
Musical cherub, soar, singing, away I
Then, when the gloaming comes,
Low in the healther blooms.
Sweet will thy welcome and bed of love be!
Kmblem of fcippinesa,
lilest is thy dwelling-place
O. to abide in the desert with thee I
A MliflT IS A L.IGI1THOVSIS.
Pollv Jane shut the door. !?he had
hut the same door more than thirty
times since the tall clock struck mid
dav and it was then only half-past
f.mr
'I cant see to tell whether he is
coining or not. much longer." she
si.Thed. Goinff to the brieht blaze on
thp hearth she threw herself on the
niT dVillv Jane manufactured that
ru:) and spread her strong young hands
to catch every niotior ot neat tne logs
threw out.
Presently Polly J ace drew a long
sinli. That sigh drewthe momentary
attention of a young eirl, scarcely older
than Pollv herself, who sat reading.
"Do vou think." she asked, "it al
ters his coming one lot, or tittle, or
iota, vour watching and slamming
that door all the afternoon?"
"Cousin Sophronia." said Polly,
"did vou get all of those big words out
of that liook? 1 never thought of it
before, but now you ask, I guess it
does. I'll go out and look once more,
and add one more slam to the wind and
marl it will fetch the boat In faster."
Polly Jane went out. As the echo
of the bang struck the cliff and came
rolling back, Polly said of Sophronia:
"She's no more 'ive to the things
going on around hi 'e than a toad in
side a rock is. She will just sit there
and rerd about some big shipwreck
that nol-ody ever saw, and let a real
one go on lfore her eyes and never
seem to know it."
roily looked out over the sea. It
was a cold, di.-mal outlook. A Decem
ber niiilit was closing down on black,
driven waves capped with foam. Long
and earnestly the large, steadfast gray
eyes of tie firl wandered from near and
far. until they liad scanned the hori
zon's rim.
"Oh. dear!"' she sighed, as once
again she turned to the land. Behind
her lay a small, snug, comfortable
house, built by the government. Above
her towered one of the tallest light
houses on the coast, although the light
was not on the coast.
Iu an instant, like a flash, it ran
through Polly Jane, that she, by her
forgetfulness, had periled her father's
iiosition as keeper of the light. In her
anxiety for him she had forgotten his
keenest interest. He had reminded!
her before lie left, over and over avain, j
nut to let the sun go down until the
light gleamed out; and Polly Jane had
promised, promised faithfully, but
without a doubt of her father's safe
return in time to do as he always had
done every night since she could re
member. Once more Polly threw open the
door. Sophronia sat close to the win
dow holding up the book she was read
ing, to catch the last rays of the going
light
"Come! come quick, and help mel"
cried Po'ly; "I forgot to light up."
"In a minute. I want to find out
whether Matilda"
"One sailer's life Is worth all the
Matildas in creation," cried Polly
from the kitchen, where she secured a
box of matches, with which in her
band she sought the lighthouse. She
hastened up the stairs, long and wind
ing, gained the latter, and had sent
forth over the water five or six flashes
from the light before Sophronia was at
the foot of the stairs and alive to the
situation.
When at last the latter had gained
the light, she said to Polly Jane: "I
wouldn't worry about it if I were
you 'lisn't dark out doors yet and
it wont make a might of difference."
Said Polly, with tragic utterance:
"Xo difference! No difference! I don't
suppose it does in novels, but in real
lighthouse life it just means that if it
is reported to the board that Cliff
Head" Light wasn't a-going when the
sun went down, off goes my father's
head, and all our living with it I
should think, Sophronia, that you
would know something, some time."
"Who's going to tell, I should like
to know"
"Well, now, if I ever! Don't you
supjiose the keeper at Trap Rock would
see? And down at Squirrel Bar, as
well? And then, how many ships do
you suppose there are on the lookout
for just this flashing light? Oh! I hope
no one will get on the sands, or into
the shoals, to-night, and lay it all to
not seeing the Cliff light!" moaned
Polly.
"You've never had a wreck here,
have you?" inquired Sophronia.
"Xu! and 1, for one, don't want
one," said Polly.
"Well, now," continued Sophronia,
"I think if the people were only rich
ami handsome and could save their
trunks, it would be rather nice."
"A nice shipwreck!" related Polly.
"That shows the ideas you get out of
novels'."
Polly sjioke with an echo of disdain
in her voice. Polly had been born on
Cliff Island had always lived there,
her visits to the mainland had been
brief and infrequent and the education
she had received had been given her
by her mother. Polly's mother had
been dead nearly two years, and during
iiwi un.e her lather had never been a
night away from the island. Her
cousin, Sophronia Snyder, had been
: less than a mouth with them. At first
i Polly had admired Sophronia's pretty
I airs and fine clothes, but as the davs
went by she tired of mere prettiuess
j and fine raiment and did her utmost to
uriE5 sophronia down from her world
k or imagination to the real, practical
I uc au American girl ought to live.
I i wish I was at home and never
came here! ' lamented Sophronia.
! v y 8 D)amier changed instantly. '
lou must forgive me," she said, but
I tllout taking her eyes from the light
1 1 forgot for the moment I seem to
I lorset every day now that you are a
4
visitor. I did not mean to be cross
niifishA annkn la a Slow, nesuating
n.nw) "T foo an bad about iorget-
ting my promise to father. It seems
as though something dreadful was
coming of it"
"You'll feel better wnen your lamer
comes here." comforted Sophronia,
'But he was not even in sight when I
came ud." said Pollv: and then came
her tear that he might not get to the
island that night
Onlv to think of it! All night alonoi
Just two young girls! It would be ever
so n ice in a storv. but nere i suouiuu i
like it one bit." said Sophronia.
Poor Tolly aojusted a wick at that
moment Watching the flashes rise
and fall over the sea. she announced
that all was right; and they would go
down and have tea.
A half hour later the two girls sat at
the little round table in the tidy kitch
en, taking their tea. Outside the night
darkened, srrew cold very ia. ana
everv intant a keen, cutting wind
skurned across the water. Their sim
ule repast taken, they went out where
they could get a good look at the light;
and, finding it doing its duty, tney
went down to the landing. Govern
ment had built a small breakwater and
made a tinv harbor: iust enough room
was there for the landing of needful
supplies and to give shelter to the light-
keeper's small crai t
Flash! flash! came the light of the
great eye looking out at sea and illu
minating the little island, only to leave
it in intense darkness the next mo
ment
Peer as they would, not a sign of an
incoming boat could be seen. Far off.
very far off, the educated eyes of Polly
discerned a steamship's lights.
Meanwhile rolly's father in his V
temnt to reach home.
had met witn an
accident In going down the river, to
avoid, if possible, a collision witu an
upward bound cratt the channel ueing
narrow and the wind out of the wrong
onarter. he ran too close m, and not
onlv eot atrround. but had his sail
scraped and rent by the boom of Uie
other boat Now. Peter Carson was a
irood man. with his heart bound rp in
Polly and the light; and when the
small disaster defeated his purpose he
was out of patience. For full ten sec
onds he never stirred; then he rose up,
in order to see over the sedgy bank of
the river, looked steadfastly at Cliff
Island, lvinz like a small bog in the
midst of the creat sea. and said: "This
is a fix."
He was five miles from the island.
and two from the village up the river
In his boat lav
the choice delicacies and extra provi-
sions tor the oming Christmas. It
was for the purpose of procuring these
that be had set forth. And now, to
add to his discomfort the boat that had
damaged him was sailing serenely up
the river, regardless of his hurt
The tide was still falling. In four
hours, that is at 8 o'clock in the De
cember evening, he might be afloat;
and, as to tLe sail, he might double
reef that,' and be all night getting
home. To walk back two miles on the
uncertaintv of procuring a craft that
he could man would take a long time,
and then he must risk his boat. Peter
Carson did not forcet that it was a
government boat and that one of his I
duties was to stand by it He reefed
his saiL, reenng in tne rem. anu men,
as It grew cool, he landed and walked
up and down the reedy DauK to keep
warm, xuesun negan to sins ioer
and-lower until at last the hills hid
it
Then Peter Carson bent bis eyes on
the island. He took out his watch and
counted the minutes. "It's time it
flashed!" he said to himself, breath-
lessly, and watched again. Nowhere
around the horizon was uiere tosen
of the sun's shining. The , lightkeener
groaned out: "Oh, Polly! Polly!" aud
still the minutes passeu, anu no sign
Came.
The ereat revolvine iicmon squirrel
Bar was going had beeu going full 20
minutes. Peter Carson was almost
wild with a nameless agony. He knew
that his position was one to be desired
of hghtkeepers; he knew that any ae-
reliction in duty would De certain to De
reported; be knew that should this po-
Ut3 U1 lAr Ullla kl'J Vtnti
open, ioran me uguuiouaea ne uu.ici
the same master; all these things ne
knew, and yet not for a moment did he
think of them. His thoughts ran out
to some possible peril to passenger,
crew, or ship that trusted him to do his
amy an n waa mn uouc.
What coula nave nappened at the is-
land to maiie uis aauguier iorgei ner
promise? Tke very thought of possible
dancer to her aiane the man trantic.
He leaped from his boat and ran up the
river bank toward the village.
He went on until, out of breath, he
paused half way to the town and looked
around. I here, in its wonted bright
ness, flashed Cliff Island light Peter
Carson stood still, and looked at it
until tears of eratitude dimmed its
lustre. Then calmly and slowly he
trod the way back to his boat and
waited through wind cold and darkness
for the mysterious tide to fiow in upon
him and bear him down to the great
deep.
This, Peter uarson Intended, should
be his last trip to the mainland until the
spring. .
It was 9 of the ctocK wnen ue was
again afloat Down the river, out of
the shelter ot its protecting uanns, mc
wildnees of the night swooped arounu
him and his double-reefed saiL At last
he was off for the island, and there was
the lieht to cheer bim on. The wind
was contrary, it was hard work tack
ing, aud his course was very slow.
It was 9 o'clock at the island when
Sophronia declared that she could not
keen awake another minute, not for all
the lighthouses in creation: and Polly
Jane said that she was going up once
more to the harbor, and then she, too,
would go 10 Sleep on tue som m me
sitting-room.
Sophronia yawned and Polly yawned,
and the very wind seemed to yawn, as
the two girls, with shawls over their
heads, ran down to the place where
Peter Uarson's boat would iana. onorc,
black waves chopped around the break -
water and hurried into the shore with
an icy rush that made the girls shiver.
"I hope," sighed roily, "mat latuer
didnt start out, for he'd be nearly fro-
zen to death before lie got nere."
Then they turned away and went up
to the honse. w ithin, alt was bngnt
and snug, the fire glowing with heat
and the lamp adding its cheery light
to the pleasant room.
With her father's lantern roiiy went
up the tower, closejy followed by eo-
phronia, who would not for an instant!
et her out ot ner siguu up
1 i , i ai. t
was going wou, auu mo
Bleep, uue bi. euuci uiio ui mo
soia.
The night went on, the light Cash
ing, the sea roaring. Peter Carson's
boat approaching when, with a sud
den start, Polly found herself wide
awake, sitting upright and gazing
with wild alarm at the faces of two
bearded men, who were peering, with
eyes close to the window panes, into
the lighted room.
She said not a word. She sprang up,
seized Sophronia by the shoulder and
shook her awake.
Has Uncle Peter come?" yawned
Sophronia, but without a glance toward
the window; and, had she looked in
that direction, she would have seen
nothing, for the bearded men had re
tired.
"The light! the light! come quick!"
gasted Polly, who was greatly alarmed.
"What's the matter with the light?"
"Never miudl cornel" and Polly
seized her by the arm and dragged her
through the door opening from the
sitting-room directly into tower. Once
inside it was total darkness, the very
blackness of darkness, and Sophronia
heard the sound of a great bolt mov
ing.
'Now. take hold of my band, and 1
will tell you," said Polly, her voice in
a tremor ot alarm, ".rainer always
told me if I were frightened, to run
right in here and bolt the door; and.
Sophronia, don't you be afraid, for we
ue safe now, nut 1 aid see two men
looking into the window."
"Oh, Polly, Folly! What shall we
do?" screamed Sophronia "I wish I
bad never come fo this dreadful is
land.
'So do I." gasped Polly, thoroughly
? "ZtMmMr
r"" : 7 Ta
locality. A lie lit: A L inrjwiiiL a iuuu
knock was heard on the very door be
hind which the two girls were.
What's wanting?" ventured Polly.
We wish to see Mr. Carson," was
the reply.
In an instant the great bolt was
shoved back, for Polly's hand had not
left it; the door into the lighted room
was pushed open, and Polly much
abashed, and laughing, stepped forth,
"Father isn't here, Mr. Mason, and
I didn't know you," she said. "I
didn't think I had been asleep, for I
meant to stay awake and watch the
light Has anything happened?"
'Mv loat is on the rocks, and but
never mind now." Mr. Mason and the
other man were zone; moments were
precious thirgs wheu waves and rocks
were at work together on the same
boat, and no help at hand.
"Who is it?" questioned Sophronia,
stepping out of the darkness into the
room.
'It's the splendid fellows at No. 15
the coast guard who have saved so
many lives," cried Polly, as she began
I to wrap VP her head and prepare to go
out.
In vain Sophronia wrung her hands
and cried that she "was not going out,
and not sroinsr to be !eft alone." Tolly
went forth. She knew well where tne
rocks were, and the point of danger,
The lieht illumined her way to tne
cliff, a high and almost precipitous
rock that faced tne sea toward tne
southeast From thence the could
m the flashes, the lifeboat fast on
the Tush a sharp rock that lay, at
that stage, well concealed, and ready
to devour an unsuspecting boat In
the lifeboat there were women and
children. There had been a sore dig
taster somewhere. She saw it at a
glance. Mr. Mason had been trying
to eet them in to the island, when
canzht on the Tush, and in another
instant it was revealed to her what
Ighe could do
Tho coast guard must have been very
8hort of thought Another
,a and 8ne Baw Mr Ma3on
out 0Q wavefl m hisijtue dory, a
I boat too small to carrv more than one
I nprson
Alone and breathless, Polly sped
across the island to the harbor. She
ki,ew just where, in the darkest night,
to find her own little boat, always
kept ready for service.
harDOr was dark, but Polly
found her way into the boat, oars in
hand onH miolw1 AtT intA thA aft
Xever in her life had she made a
vellture quite i&e tkto one in a Decem-
ni ,lt but PoUy knew tuere was n0
tlme lo lose dia ofc tum
not even when she heard a voice calling
to her.and knew it was that of the other
man. who ha(1 ianded. and who was
searchinir for a boat the very boat she
i was in.
She kept on her way. rounded the
island, and steadily worked up to the
Tus'o. It was not easy to make a close
approach, but she called out to Mason:
"Put some one in my boat and I'll
land under the cuS."
"You cant!" he responded, trying
his best to persuade a woman to step
over into his little rocking shell.
I can I" shouted Polly, deftly getting
her boat in position.
"Bravo!" cried Mason, seizing in his
arms the woman, and swinging ner
over into Polly's boat.
"Sit still, now, or you'll drown,"
said Polly, with great decision, and
she pulled in among the recks for
I gore.
"My child! Get my child, too!" plea
dea a 8weet VOice. Polly felt that it
was sweet, even then and there,, in its
strain of distress.
,.x can carry t and
t not.n(kp wor(1 wafl ooken until
Polly cried out: "Now, stand up,
and lump, and you are all rizht"
The mother obeyed; and in nve
minutes Polly was again outside, ready
for a passenger.
"Keep offl" cned Mason, "we're
sinking fast" And he fairly tossed
over three children to Polly.
All the good, strong sea blood of the
roranna ao-mkr1 til pnmfl Ant, in Pollv
she to tho 8nore toT aear
l-r, anci actually Ihrowing overboard
to the woman in waiting the three
children, she got her boat back once
more. There were three women in the
ginking lifeboat then to be saved, and
,t -as almost full of water. One was
1 large and unwieldy and could not be
uersuaded to step over at the proper
I m0ment.
"Come now!" shouted Polly, -atep
over right in tho middle of the boat
and you are safe."
But she would not step, or could
not, and there was no time to loose,
in Mason's little -hell there was no
room for her, and he, poor fellow.
benumbed by tbe cold, and nan ex-
nausted by a night of toll, Knew not
what to do.
'Give me two," aaid Polly.
carer ui xuason aepositeu u u"
helpless passengers in her boat The
waves were running along the very
rim of it at the stern when Polly once
Byttoflashbw of the 1 rttUuon
yw.5
w imr j 1 1 1 ib.mii i i in inuxii uuii uut i
and then with sudden gure-
ana, men, wiui auuueu gun;
again
ling sound,
the waters closed on inei
lifeboat
"Oh! save me!" shrieked the help
less woman, in her misery.
Mason grasoed her and lost his foot
ine nut he did not let g ms now
Coming to the surface, he managed to
gasp; "If you touch me I will let you
go." And, with an utmost despairing
effort he set his face toward the
shore.
Before Polly had landed the third
time, the guardsman was on the shore
under the cliff, and Sophronia's
shrieks, joined with his entreaty,
caused her to yield up boat and oars
to a stronger hand. Then there came
out to the little, shivering group on
the island that terrible cry of desjair-
ine acouv from the sinking lifelHr.it,
Mason's comrade pulled with a will,
but the way was intricate and rocky
and only Polly knew it well.
"He'll never get there!" she moaned.
And lie never did; for midway of the
distance, the brat shot by a sight that
made him. turn. It was the pale t:ice
of Mason thrown back upon the waves,
and struggling for life. The next
instant ail was darkness. In it he
itmv. . f.,l rur tha mr mniAr ll a
knew that even Mason could not swim
the distance in a November sea. en-
cumbered as he was. and to save Ma-
nhmun t ha rM:4;t I
wu , j kuuiiwihuu vu vv i
..t.i n.iiii..iv hr. rwir.i iu iif
n-h.n Kv ti. a .ci,i,r r tiio liiriit- tiip
man wa found, his strength was eb-
k,., ff r.i wa oMint moment !
sinking 'into uuconscioutness under
the terrible clutch or the drowuiug
woman
"... . I
It was desperate work for the boat
man to hold Mason fast with one hand
and eet the boat ahead with the other
but he slowly advanced shoreward.
and, at last, iu sorry plight, but alive,
everv passencr of the lifeboat was
drawn up ou the land.
No sooner had Polly made certain
that Mr. Mison was rescusd than she.
calling back to S tphronia to show the
w;y. sited back to the house to inue
ready for her unexiected guests.
door her
'
As she entered by one
father came in at another.
Oh, father! how glad I am to see
vou:" said the eirl,
"whereon earth nave you been, an
wrapped up In that way, aud dripping
wet, too?" he exclaimed,
er.aM'there's been
wTeck somewhere, and the coast
iruard came for vou to help the life-boat
off the rocks; it got on the Tush, and
and I went to help, and in a minute
they'll all be here there a nine ot
them, and they're dripping wet, aud
one of them is about drowned."
Peter Carson ba4 bis arms, all the
way down to ms nnger tips, nil oi
parcels he had brought up from the
boat.
A wreck on Cliff Island!" he ex
claimed, as he laid them down. "The
very first one since 1 came here. 1
hope it wasn't caused by Uie light not
beiuff lit at sundown.
"I don't know," answered roily
There hasn't been any chance to find
out anything. Here they come!" and
the sorry little procession, wheeling
slowly in, dropped into place around
the kitchen stove, in-which Polly bad
i i t.. i..,
father's anniier.
The U not room to tell how Polly
and Sophronia warmed and dried their
guesu, and then prepared for them a
f, ,i hw.rf. itnoi .,n t,
fCll CailT ViCTA&ICUV UVlkUVl VUU
W - rf . m m
story be given or the wretK or tn
Cynthia in a terrible storm outside,
and the finding of the sinking ship
Uie coast truard in time to get off
passenger Deiore uie urave oia uuu
went down; nor caa uie laiucuiau ui
the rescue of the four women and the
SrwT y
rade be given.
11.
1-he next day, atsunset the great eye
. i . , i i 1 : r .
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IBUlO ll"K uouac nail, iu. .vui-
. .i .,r,oTnu,ts.l iruoara
were gone on to their horn s, grateful
and happy.
U'liothor rr nut. it. ni ronorted to
th liirht hoiLse lmard that Cliff Island
light was not flashing until twenty
nftor sunset on the 15th of
December. 1881. has remained to Peter
ikruin m'i Pollv .Tan unknown: but
th hani.iekt dav of Pol v's life was
ti.o noiPn lier father, with a smile
aud a kiss, put into her h:inds the pa-
per that had reappointed him keeper of
the flashing light; for that gave peace
to her conscience. She knew then that
her broken promise had not cost her
father all his living-
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T.i K.noliab feed for fatteninff sheep
eonaita of cotton seed and turnips,
They claim that it will put on the moat I tnrew up a chamber window, and as
fat . tha ufest feed, makes the best I sirred bim that he'd be down in a nun-
mutton at a less cost, and produces the
heat and atronirest manure.
Tb Castlvr'rstory.
Hardly ever," answered one of Chi-1
mto'ii ohlest. hank cashiers, to the
of a mtin. who asked if such
things as unclaimed bank deposits were
of frequent occurrence.
l nana hia rrmnv rvin-l
r - i
. :i ,.7 V.
tintieu tue uauher, ia auuui, luouubiumcicuii wajs, iu yivim'K v
thing a man ever forgets. But some- advent of Garibaldi, and for seeming
timpa a denonitor shutlus of his mortal the libertv of the oppressed people of
coil without remembering to leave his
atii-vivintr relatives anv clue whereby
they can learn who were his bankers,
This is to them a trulv distressing state
of affairs, and it necessitates a thorough
seirrhof all the banks until the right
one is found. No, very few people
fnnret where thev keeD their money. I
or ne' ect to call lor it sooner ot
later.
Mold on a minute." suddenly ex-1
claimed the cashier, as the reporter was
taking his leave. "I have got a little
storv about a remarkable deposit once
made here, ruat was twenty years ago. i
It has been advertised from Maine to
f lalifomhk. but has never been claimed. I
But the most extraordinary circum-
stance connected with the affair is, that
nobody iu the bank ever saw the depos-
itor or isiued him auvthinz to show fori
his money." ' I
"How could that be?" I
arl
times, when banks here were very in-
,..;..., o(T,iM .nnmn.i with what
S 1.111 J A iiuw " J I
I -r I
the v are) now. and mere was compara-i
tively so little danger or rouuery mat i
used frequently to go across the street
to lunch, leaving the door open and no
miA in niv nl;uA. Well, one day when I
Ileum li uk from lunc!i. l saw mat i
j j - - ... I
anniA one h;ul entered and left lvinz in I
the window-seat an old carpet-bag. i
iravft it no notice. tniiiKinz tne owner
would soon call and take it aw ay. But
ue uun i cume, anu mo ua uu j
there wh.-n the time came for closing
i 1-1 , .1.. 1 .. .m lot, I
up. I threw it into the vault and went
home. Several days later the office boy
ca ec across it and brought it out, asic-
ing if he should throw it into the asn
barrel, as it anKeared to be of no value.
We thought we'd open it nrst ana see
if it contained anv clue to its ownership
or anything of value. I broke the lock
with a paper-weight, the bag new open
and out fell and rolled all over the
floor a bhowur of gold, mostly in small
no us rr.ac was aosoiuieiv an uie
bag contained, aud there was $330 of
it "
Ami nobodv ever called to claim
it?"
Thev haven't vet and I gueis they
are not liable to at this late date. It
struck us strangely enough that any
,
matter, and, when all our advertising
was of no avail, we thought it very
strange indeed."
"What was doDe with
"What did we do with the money?
Ok. our new cashier employed it very
advantaaeouslv in brinitinz his accounts
into a presentable shape to lay before
the lxianl of directors."
Seveial bookkeepers who had been
listening in open mouthed astonishment
to the cashier's story, grinned audiDiy
at its appropriate ending, and the re -
porter, who hardly knew what to say,
said nothing and took his leave.
A Mvstary Explained.
a lew luiiea wvuuu i iuuim o
I .1 TTI n-. tiail
the fortune to witness the termination of
a Mexican revolutionary battle. There
I.,... a i.i
nrio acvriiu iiuiiuiqu niKaiicu ju w.h
1 . . 1 ..iff.miH An lUith
L,,Aot, nn Ann. arm blundar-
busses, horse-pistols, etc.. etc., and they
uiu.nv.w, a. 1
werestaUoned so far apart that their
shot did each other no damage, the
mwt nf tim hniinta cutt ins ud the
I avww vm. V
I a i 1 I A it..
rrl
u,uuii:u i u - .""-
Victoria, he declared them to be "regu-
i i. it aP.w ti,i w ra'iron 11a wit n
naVliodMiratton.
marked consideration.
ne inviieu us 10 uixviuyauj u.ui,
I ..... v. .. t,. wnnM AAwliinr na Trt
..ir.o f ...f.tv ,n th r of hi forM.
, . . . '
I whpro a (rood view of the Whole action
could be obtained. The belligerents
soon began to nre again, and aner eaca
VOliev or bullets vuey wouiu oeuu
another of vile epithets and oaths, and
tne two a luereui. bcu ii iuiuw "cm
eoually effective, except in the case of
a poor old woman, who was hit by a
stray bullet and slightly wounded.
1 asKed wny tney aid not reuueo uie
distance between the armies, charge
upen the enemy and put them to flight
or de something besides stand there and
waste ammunition and call one anoiner
.
vile names. 1 he answer was mat me
ui-iyo iw
valient men. and if a charge was made
upon them that they would not run
awav. but would stand tneir ground.
aud think nothing of Killing any oi me
... ....... . .
ffitTi fht
I UVIUV "UIVU auv.J a.,a
u , -voided in warfare. And
then, again, the revolution now in pro-
gress bad sadly split up families and
communities, and many of the men on
one sido had -trind3 or relatives on the
nthpr anil thev fnared the ConsfauenCCS
. ' .
ef a dose &ghu
Thi3 explaineil th, mysUry; It was
just auttie family quarrel about who
should govern them, and how he should
do it, and inouga tney au nau uieir
preferences, still they did not wish to
shed each other's blood about it It
mindptl nf .h-t . Maxic.- had
.aid to mB Tesr,rA to the American
soldiers as fighting men. lie neia mat
the Americans did not know how to
fight; that they were in the improper
i nauitoi rusuiiiii riicui. ou 10 ureu
. . ,:;;:.- Kt intn thm
I CO OUU obivaiug fcrwjvaaww a.-v
instead of standing off and shootmg as
thev oueht. and as other nations did,
who had received a better training and
were more civilized.
-He said it was this that caused the
Mexican army to run away from them
,,, v-;f .a rtthr ninm Thv
I V aau wumwb
woul)1 not 8tand to be bayoneted; it
wa3 not the way to fight Another
thing about the Americans, and it was
the worst fault of all, he said, that they
would not nive up when they had been
w.l. ; ..i.l Ga,ti Anna irl nf
Ta. lor at Buena yista. that he
.iuad whipped that d d Yankee
General five times that day, but he did
not know enough to be aware of it, and
-tit- ia i tiirhtini anrr et mon
I ifc waa " U3C uiuuu -
I that
"I i waiting, my darling, for the,'
i ne warbled; ana yet wnen tae oia man
I ute," he lost hia grip on the melody
I and went out of the waiting business.
grounu miuwjj iiwu mo vomuaii-- - --- - - . . .
, Lts. We got Into the midst of them other part .of ITJ' 1""
by before we were made aware of the Tact UBU'" r 7T TT, v l
1 1 . . . . .. . . , . I mil rnma wanohliirpa to leave, what
every by being nauea by an.omcer, wno u-1 , " " it
Dnniaa the Elder.
Even the slightest remlniscenses cf
so distinguished a man as Alexandre
Dumas, pere. may be of value, and I
cannot pretend to send you any others.
...
I had the privilege or his acquaintance
in tarn f,,r u.-a tlp hnth enlaced, in
!: :- " "";7 ;.
the Two Sicilies. Dunnw was, I be-
heve. the nroDrietor and eiuor or a
small paper called the Independetite,
and his photoeraph. which he sent me.
has inscribed under it ''A. Dumas,
Ricordo dell' Indeoendente." He was a
spirited contributor to it and lashed
without snarinz the faults oi tnose
arouna mm. anu bokiwii waa mc mi
tation produced by it among a certain
class that I know not now manycuai
lenges were sent or threatened. Those
were fiery times, but Dumas never
shrank from doing what he considered
nis duty. iis puoiograpn is epreio
of that bodily force, which, united to
his powerful mind, enabled him to work
what may be calle 1 miracies, in tnose
busy times, when a mau was here, there
and everywhere, it was not otten mat i
was brought into personal connection
with him. He always received early in
in tne morning at uie x oresieria, auo
there it was that during his breakfast
. m. w - . a :
nd aner my own, i saw mui-at .u.
in his shirtsleees, for he was a laborer
1. . 1. : uncu . wnnl
on one occasion i oeggeu mm w give
me some autographs in order to gratify
the wishes of several of my country
men. &nd thev were kuiaiy sent to me,
" . .
ii is lnBUncu were always in lavoroi
the oppressed. I shall not forget his
disgust and Indignation at hearing of
the bar' amies inniclea on a pour guar
diano by brigands, the supporters of
tuureu auu amj aim ,..Uv...
of Divine right We both went to see
' w .1 1 ' : . .1 n tha nnnmiiD
him at dinereut times in tne uosp.iai.
It was a mummy we looked on, for the
unfortunate man had had his eyes
gouged out, his nose and ears cut off,
and he was so swathed up that not a
feat urn waa visible. Dumas. I was
told, had the flirure photographed, but I
could never procure a copy. During
the time he was nere aime. Aniens was
also, and every one must remember the
painful episode which occurred on the
noaras or &an iario wnen iue eieaicst
singer of her time was grossly insultei,
I went to her to express my sympathy
and off er mv assistance, and it occurred
I to me to seek that of .Dumas also, lie
readily promised it and a stinging arti
cle in the Itulevendtntt was the conse-
quence. All's well that ends well; the
great author and the Neapolitans maue
peace, at all events outwaraiy. j.uc
recklessness of his expenditure is well
kuown. but it was not all on himself,
The kindness nav. weakness of his
heart exposed him to being constantly
riotimized. "He cannot keep money."
said a mutual friend. "I brought him
recently a handrui of notes and ne gae
I them all awav to some poor woman
who told a most pitiful story to him
and now be ia leaving Naples for a short
time and wants money, and i no noi
1 where to get it
I visited him in the Foresteria, as
have already said. This was a small
palace, now the Hotel Washington,
beautifully situated on the border of
the Mediterranean, whose blue waters
lapped the base. It was usually as
i . . h
gueu to re.Ku "
- 7 ' V?" VnET
UttlllMlUi BUMM1V auw i.,-. .,
. , .
I maa was installed in it. aa uie uropno-
0r, it was Said. 1 do not pretend to
I i a.-. 1 Wn.wwAAn Kaa tar.a
Jjwjv . : n'"
?JSntoiSto and
ictor t mmanuel entermg xsapies, ana
Ln. mo.nino- ti find Government ofti
;i : ,7h r.f ir. iiwtAail nf the
" 7 r.th7r
i kuiu ouva wu
tVuto. It would be very dime alt to
. . rt D t k in the im-
f 1lUtn nnl .,ikp
Wlioukcfcuw .-j. - -
to say mat ne was very iuj -ue
7 ... LLM ! . , .
I . ,i or, I rUJt sv .v shr
J " "7": .
to the liberties of the Two Sicilies. I
have only the postscript of a letter
written by him on the eve of the revo
lution; the letter itself was withheld.
It runs tkus:
"P. S. ii vous avez un homme de
confiance a Naples charge de vos af
faires, je m'efface ou me reurus a lui.
N'avez-vous personne, je re ponds de
tout? "Alex. Dcmas,"
I have been sending you a piece of
but the erection of the
I auLiuih umui J .
. . Dunias nas brought the past
m d there m&J ome to wnom
the sliifht Incidental nave narrated may
...
be interesting.
A Story of JrutlM Wait.
When Chief Justice Waite of the
Supreme Court of the United States re-
nii.tlv atarll th trrh t.l KllltimOrA tl
tnJ. .nmiF;m(,nt .nd had reached
the ticket office he discovered, to his hor-
he had oniy a few pennies ln
hia ue had neglected to pro-
sj t. : i ;t, t.
viuo uiuwii mui iuu"'j "'r-
w&iting r00m of
the station and he saw no one he knew,
Ybat was to be done must be done
quickly. Hia engagement was an im-
portant one, so ne meaup in tne nue
to the ticket .office, and when he reached
tha airent the Chief Justice smil d an
.rmii the full width of his
,nnrnii mouth &nd asked the ticket
agent if he knew him.
"No, I don't," snarled the agent,
anci wnat is more I dont want to.
v nat ao vou wantr"
... ..: . ;w T,u;m anri r
i x WAUb lt.nvti w AMsiLtuivtv wiau w
tnrn I am the Chief Justice of the
Unnrame Court I have no money with
I m it la pure'y acciden-aL I can
I irive vou my personal check."
oh, I know you. I know all the
bloods, but that dodge wont work on
f i.,t h,i tw mamhor nf
I ttr-.- a ua T O J Udli U " V umuu. v.
the Cabinet try to bilk me out of tickets
&nd no Chief Justice dodge gets me.
Jake your ugly mug out of the window
and get out of the way of people who
have monev."
I rru. ni.:. T..n:. .-ln.n.1 TTn .nnl,l
nf nn th vonnir man for contempt of
court. He felt cheaper and worse than
i he had been a real fraud, and he
blushed and perspired so that the agent
a a v. l : i,nnni
i naa ms nrm ueuei aiieugtuoiicu.
The Chief Justice dashed out of the
station to see if he couldn't find some
one to identify him. He bad only five
minutes left At the entrance to
saloon he accosted the proprietor with
the frantic enquiry of: "Do you know
me?"
"Ter bet your head I do, yer Honer,"
aid a ahort-haired, freckle-faced man
' ,v.. I nn the Two Sic lies bemz umted to the
i . v. . . . i a rnunra LiifrH ku uu uii uuujk w t
behind the bar. are the boss of
the Shuprame Coort I see ye ivery
day eo n' by here on the cars,"
"will you cash mv check? I nave
no iiire to explain." Here the Justice
irrabbed a piece of paper and a pen on a
desk near by and legaa to write hur
riedly.
"Shure I will. I have seen ould boys
off on a tear before get out of money.
Trusht me, sorr. Is it a S'-'O ye want?
Here it is. Will ye have a drop beiore
ye run t"
But beiore any further explanation
could be made the Chief Justice had
grabbed the money and was running
across the street In some way the
ticket agent had learned of his blunder
during the Judge's absence and was all
politeness wheu be saw the mouey. -ir.
Waite barely made the train.
The Cradle of Old china.'
A grievous .disappointment has been
the lot of the a-natara of, and the
dealers lo. ceramic works in the mid
lands. For a long time pas, there bad
lived in an bumble little cottare at
Sbirlev. near Birmingham, a very an-
ded dame named" Woodbridge. lier
habits were those of a recluse; she was
known to be extreme! r parsimonious; it
was currently reported amonz her neiga-
bora not only that ibe o.d lady was
worth the conventi jnal "mint of money,'
but that she was also the posaeasoi of
some very "rare old china." They are
very curious about "rare old cams" in
the midlands, and justifiably proud of
the tact that that region is the cradle of
the EDzlish potterr manufacture. It
waa observed that when the old woman
Uok a walk into Birmingham or else
where she usually earned wUh her a
covered basket wtiich couUin&i. it is be
lieved, the "prune pieces" among her pre
cious pottery; and, indeed she was Lerselt
accustojied to drop mysterious mnU
touching tle great value of hnr fictile
treasures. Thus when, a few dnys since.
Mrs. Woodbridgts died, and the "ontejts
of the basket were offered for sale, the
famous rare old china turned oat to ue a
basketful of very rubbishy crockery ware,
and brought only bait a crown under tbe
Hammer. a piano oi tie mmu: i
sold for two aud ax pence. Two other
most interesting "curios' went ludicrously
cheap at this disappointing tale.
A couple of old bonnes which tbe old
woman wka accustomel to wear were
found to be compose! entirely of poai
cards, addressed to herself aud sjlched to.
.Now". Tea
zetuer three deep,
bonnets ouc ht certainly to
have fetched a I
"fancy" price, if only for ths iake of the
ingenuity displayed in employing aiici a
muerial in tbe sons' racl ion of a bon.a.
at alL This wonderful old w. man o!
Shirley, inflexible in h.r adherence to the
maxim of "waste net, want not," ma le
her bonnets fr herself. aLd from a
fabric thit had cost her nothing, and do
Sed the milliner and all Car works. The
oil wxnai might have wrn, hid it so
p'eiaedbtr, as grand a bonne as tv.r
fame out of Kev'ent stia.-l or th; Rui de la
r"aix. She Wis wealthy. She left elevea
hundred punda in a bed baik, was tbe
owner of several houses at West Browm
wic and ot a (arm worfi two thousand
pounds a. V arley. It is coonmonly sa'.d.
wrilei the old Uioolocian Wihet, "that a
hf g is e oj for nothing while be is aliv
net good to bear or carry, as tbe horse; nor
to clothe, as the sheep; nor to draw, ai tne
ox; ner to give milk, as the cow; nor 10
keep hou8 as the dog. So a covetous
rich mn. bke a hcjr. dotn to pjd with
his ricbei while he livotb; but wnen h-: l
dtI his riches come to be disposed cf.
The ame in d grea may be said of the pit-
iaMy penurious' woman'who hid jns'. died
atSn rl y. While she lived she d es net
appaur to have been ot any good to any-
body. She was certainly of no eood to
herir. Rirt beinir laiL htr hoaide 1 U3
aionev may be at tit mebody. It is on1
to be hope! tbatih? his not died in!es'ate:
in which ca her wealfi woull be swept
int tbe coffers of tba Sta'e.
TMrteen Anxiously WalunH.
She did not seem to know it, but
there was a string of thirteen eager
men and bovs behind her as she stood
at the stamp -Window on the Broadway
side of the postothce. Her rich, Amer-
ItOUlrU-lilSIl K1UKUD VUIUU W utu v IV
the end of the corridor as she talked
: f -;.ii. 1 n a. ...1.1 H I...1T-,! t
with the stamp man. He was quiet
He was quiet
and polite and endeavored to be patient
"What is this?" he asked when she
handed him a srnal' parcel to weigh,
"It's a book."
"Any writing in it?"
"Xary bit is there. It's Just a book
for pictures that I would wish to send
to Glasgow to me daughter who was
married and left me a year two months
aero aud
"Any pictures ln it?" interrupted
the official.
No, no; none at all. Every page is
blank with a hole in it."
"It's an album, I suppose?"
"Yes, an album."
He weighed it and passed It back to
her.
"One cent for this," he said.
"One cent, did you say?"
"Yes, ma'am. One cent."
"One cent for all of this? Are you
sure one cent will take it all the way to
GUisgow?" in doubtful tones
es, ma'am; sure."
'Well." resignedly. "I can't com
plain of that. You ought to Know, if
vou don't ow how much for this?"
and she took the smaller parcel and
handed him something done up in a
brown paper. It was placed oa the
scale.
"What is this, ma'am?"
"It's a writing desk."
"Anything written in it?"
"Xo ."
"Cost you one dollar," he said when
he bad weighed it
"One dollar!" she almost shouted.
"Yes, ma'am. It is merchandise and
cannot go at book rates. It is also
sealed, aa you see. and we have to
charge full rates tor it."
"Hut 1 want it to go by parcel post,'
"There is no parcel post"
"Xo parcel post?"
"Xo, ma'am, not in this country."
Then how do you send parcels?"
"Along with the rest of the mail.
"And charge the same price?"
"X ot m all cases. We have to charge
more for some than for others."
"Well, give me back my desk. A
dollar is too much. You ought to have
a parcel post."
"Tbe stamp man returned her the
package and called "Xext" but before
"next'' could crowd in the woman was
there again. She bought one 1-cent
stain p and departed, much to the relief
of the tired throng behind ner.
I don't have many as bad as she,"
said the stamp man with a sigh, as ha
resumed his work.
Ernest Morris, "the boy natural
ist," is 27 and bearded. He will sad
for British Guinea this week.
Tha Debut ol Mario.
Mario was born in Caliari in the
year lsio. Coming rro'd a military
family his father having held the com
mission of (ieueral in the Piedmontese
army he at a very early age embraced
the military pi of ession, for when only
eleven years old he entered the mditary
academy of Turin. From 1320 to 1S36
he was on the staff of his father, the
Marchese Stefana. General of Caudia
aud Governor of Nice, and of Gen. de
Maistre, a man who it said to have been
pos.ses.scd of considerable literary qaliti
cations. While under the latter Mario
on one occasion received an intimation
that he must be prepaied to start with
lmiiortant dispatches for Sardinia. I lie
vessel was under orders to sail the same
evening, and Mario, it would appear,
had some suspicions that sometuing
was wrong, for on board were otnjers
of higher rauk than himself, to whom
the dispatches could more properly have
been entrusted. Mario became satistied
that General de Maistre looked with
distrust on him on account of certain
political nieeunzs which he had atten
ded aud that therefore, on account of
his father's position, it was desirable he
should be got out of the way quietly,
when after his departure, his friends
might be arrested, and it could be said
that he had then been allowed to escape
uuder pretense of carrying dispatches.
On his presenting himself to Charles
Albert, the King, Mario's suspicions
weie continued, and instead of embark
ing he sent for one of his friends, to
wnom he communicated what had
trausuired.aud to this friend Matio han
ded some documents wuicu mint nave
possibly compromised theui. He then
disguised himself, left his residence and
remained concealed, ultimately leaving
for Marseilles, where he arrived safely.
Mario was thereiore charged with beiujr
a deserter iroin the service, but he pre-'
ferred incurring this disgrace to the
loss of his honor, which would have
been sacrificed had he abandoned his
friends under the circumstauces of
having secured his own safety at their
expense. On his arrival in France
Mario endeavor, d to obtain a commis
sion in the French army in Algeria, but
without success. He then presented
himself to tne Carlbts in Spain, aud at
one time sought employment from the
Duke of Wellington in the Bntisti ser
vice: Wellinzton received him very
kind y, but could not gratify his desire
eu8ul -""V" Ti . V
employment ueing ai an eua, no ucra-
nuued upon visiting raris. nere, ms
musical abilities being known, he was
received with open aims, aud he soou
became the Idol of the Parisians. Ihere
was little wonder at this, for his great
charm and manner whicu attached to
him, an I, above all, his superb voice,
combined to secure a welco:ue for htm
in the salons of tu.it beautiful city such
as had rarely beea accoruea to any
previous artistic visitor. Tue reception
which he met at tiie z iv cau:t.il had
doubtless the effect of rendering Mario
unable to apply himself to studious
pursuits so necessary to the realization
of the perfect artist, and t'-iis was ap-
parent all through his career. It is .
stated that he studied for some lime
under Bordoeni and Ponchard, bub it
does not appear that he owed much to
these or any other masters. Although
by nature Mario could never have given
himself up to long and conscientious
study, his natural gifts enabled him to
I accomplish tasks tor wnicn years ot tou
quired of less gifted men. lo live in
Paris, however, is an expensive matttr,
and live as economically as he could,
Mario found that his stock of mouey
was rapidly decreasing, and he deter-
minel lllMn trvillir his fortunes Ul
the States when circumstances occurred
which Induced him to abandon his in
tention aud forfeit the money he had
paid for his passage. Meyerbeer, it
appears, had beard mm sing, anu pro
posed to prepare him tor tne siage, an
offer which Mario, on consideration,
accepted. Considerable time was de
voted by Meyerbeer in arming tne
neophyte into his role, and Pannie
EUsler taught him lo wiiK tne ooaras.
Having signed articles with M. Dupon-
, . , . . . , 1
.the director of the Pans Academy
I ,or i1 Ului "
uecemuer. 1000. ua aiueaiev i. mo
Urand' Opera in Meyerbeer's "Robert
le Diablo," and in spite of stage inex
perience the beauty of his voice won
for him an immediate success, opeaa.-
ing of Pannie Elssler, Mario said: "I
shall never forget her goodness; dancers
generally have brains only in their
feet, but she was a woman of great in
telligence." Monaetie Dinner.
The dinner in a grait abbey was cltarly
verv important event in tha day I will
nit say it vii tha important event, but it
was a very important one. It must strike
any one who knows much of the litera
ture cf this age that tbe waK pom'. 10 tne
monistic life of the ta:rt;ealn ceniury was
Ibe gormindiziuf. It was exn:t;y, as 1
am told, it is on board ship on a long voy
age, whare people have little or nothing to
do; they are always loocin icrwarj to me
next meal, and the sound of the dinuer-
be'l is the most exciting sound thai greets
the ear in the twenty-lour hours. And so
with the monks in a great monastery which
hid grown rich, and in point of tact had
more money than it knew what to do with
the dinner was the event oi the day. It
is not that we hear much of drunkenness,
t.r we really hear very little of it, and
where it is spoken ot U is always with rep-
robiuon. JSor is it that we hear of any
thing l.k? tne loathsome and disgusting
gluttony ot the it nnans of the r. npire,
but eatinj and drinking, and especially
eating, are always cropping up; one is
perpetually being reminded of them In one
way or another, and it is sigmncanl inai
when tbe Cittercian revival began, one of
the chief reforms aimed at waa tae ng'jr
oua simp'iflcation ef the meals and the cur
tailing the luxury ot the reiectory. But
the uioLks were not the only people m
those times who hid a high appreciation
of good cheer. Wnen a man of high de
gree took up Lis quarters in a monastery
be by no means wiaaed to be put en wun
salt-rish and-toast-and water cbeer. .Rich
ard de Mariaco, one of King John's profli
gate councilors, who waa evidently foisted
into the bee of Durham, gave tne Aooey o
SL Albans the tithes of Ehnnam, in
Northumberland, to he'p them to make
their ale better "taking compassion upon
the weakness of the convent s drinK, as
the chronicler tells us. Tha saiall-bter
of St. Albaxs, it seems, was not as much
ini Droved aa was to be desired, not w ab
standing this appropriation of church prop-
I erty, for twice after ttiis the aboey baa ue
I game delicate bint given to it that Its brew-
jng was not up to the mark, when the
reciory of Norton, ln Uertrcr lsbire, ana
two-thirds of the tithes of Hr:burn, in
- N'Htuumberland, were given to the mon-
astery that no excused migni re
I the bad quality of the niait liquor.
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