i ! ti "F. SCHWEIER, TEE OOI8TITTrnOI THE TJHTOI AID TEE UTOBOEMEIT 0? TEE LAVS. Editor and Proprietor. VOL. XXXVIII. MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. OCTOIJEK 8, 1SS4. NO. 41. B. ULUSlAVrC. pirrust tLit man who tells you to dis- Jg the measure of his own small oul jj tfmiks the world no larger. Ma who of b! i'"-"' baf" dTit i it in the mirror of hi heart ami seen f" tuiJ therein reflected. Or perchiiiiiv Mwy " " , . . : trr,,w' Ua!Ult Wllll'll uriiinnri uia i-up H A3" ijh tears mule all tiling seem bitter to hi but ho not afraid f re b'3 i-ouij'iwion ' 0,11 p airaui nft!arf.l love, or Friendship's atrength- tn-.ui draught, ....,i,k iKUn underlie their sweets. i I throut-ii true eyes, you w ill dixoovrr sa,:'j.ir!cion. and doubt ouly Doubt. A MYSTERY. it ii our last week together. Xo wonder tbat my arm is so closely K.iimJ round her waist, aud that her v,i i:es lovinglv against my shoulder. is though half loath yet to lose its cus i.imsrv resting-place. For her the fu- ure apirars all bright ; she is marry in? tiie nun she has chosen, and a sis ter's affection no doubt seems tame in coniiariinu with that world of love wbicli is tieu now before her. Still ttoe is something hi her manner be traying a vague uneasiness, something :njMt iudeti nable. ilv seven ears' seniority has estab la!;rJ a different relationship between us ; it is mure as a child 1 love her than is a s.ster, and she too has always looked uin me in the light of the uglier we have lost. Our father also ladra.I. It is a wild eerie night with out. The wind is blowing so boister ouslv that every door iu the house seenis to be creaking on its hinges and everv indow shaking in its frame. jLyda'.eu," she whispers timidly, "Jo you ever feel, on a night like this, as though you w ere not alone, as though something intaugible were beside you. aJ voti dared not turn your head to arewhat it is?" "I am not so stupid," is my prompt re;i!y. "I don't believe in shadowy forms and impalpable presences, nor r..Jred iu an thing ghsstly at all.'' "tihosls are the bodies with which tlie? frighten children. I am not speak- mg of tuein, but of the spirits " 1 interrupt her hastily. "If you aie going to talk nonsense. Mi, 1 shall ring for lights. It is Kus ' sel ho puts these ideas into your head, aud it is very wrong of hlin.:' is the man she is going to ilhitv ; aud at his name her eyes droop, aril uer fingers fidget nervously amongst the fringes of my dress. Sometimes I in, iiaif afraid that there is more fear tUu luve iu her feelings for him. He a ery krrave, even taciturn at times, mid very much older than she. but, Leu 1 l.aJ at first set my face against tie marviaje, partly on these grounds, aud partlv U-cause he was a widower, aud 1 was a little jealous that my dar Iilc should have even a dead rival, she Ud legged me so hard to consent, aud tad seemed so distressed when 1 hesi tated, that I could not but believe that She loved him. It was at a dance that she met him first. I renumber so well how gay she ds when she set out, how full of fun arid rcguery, her eyes dancing and her bps tremulous with delight. Jshe has never Urn so light-hearted since. Even that same night, when I went into her Twin to hear of all the events of the eveuinu', I was struck by a cbauge ; she uj linking to pule and tired, and an swered me only in monosyllables when I questioned her. Not till the next luiiruiug did I hear of the stranger who lid been there, who had danced with iirt nearly all night and evidently cap tivated her fancy. Iu the evening too it Lad come out that he was somewhat "f a conjurer and ventriloquist; and afteruaida. May told me, he had at tended to mesmerize her, but only iar tiilly succeeded. He had chosen her iwcause he said she dad such dreamy spiritualistic eyes, aud would surely uake a good medium. But iu this he is mistaken ; soft and languid as my little sister seems, she baa a very strong will, and does not so easily succumb. It is for this reason, htcause she is usually so brave and self contained, that I am surprised she should be nervous now. "What is it, dear?" I whisper anx iously, when she lapses ito a sacred si lence, holding my hand so tightly the hile that it is w ith some ditiiculty 1 refrain from crying out." "Magdalen, what shall I do when I leave you jr she cries irrelevautly, as It appears to me, 'i'ou will have your husband ; you ill not miss uie," I return noodily. "Magdalen, that is unfair. As if he could ever be quite the same to me as you, quite so good, or quite so dear I 1 love him oh, yes, 1 love him my hole soul is bound up in him. 1 Uiink -hut, hut ' "Hut ou are a little nervous to-night, and unstrung. leaving home is always toal at the last," I answer tenderly. "U uiay be that ; but do you know" j-urawit g her hand away to rest her head h,, aj peering thoughtfully ""to the tire "I have never been the ttlue siu,e tliat night ?" "The night vou met liussei ?" he U(ls gravely. "w course," I commence rallyingly, when a gnl is iu love " 'HI she iireaks in. almost, aharulv "It is not love ; or, if it is, love is most selfish, all-engrossing aenti impressed me so much that I can never thiuk of it without a shudder." "Tell me about it, Magdalen," she pleads. And so I commence mv storv only omitting to say that the name of the farm mentioned is Netherrleld Hollow, liecause I do nc-v wish that she should have any dreary associations with the village where we lived so many years, ami where, strange to say, Kussel Browne contemplates taking another house when they are married. "I was only ten years old w hen it hap pened," I begin ; "you were a little cniiu, ana our father was still alive. It vant w ith a message, and go myself to morrow. "Do not let me keep you from going, says Kussel politely. I turn crimson. It has never struck me that perhaps they would like to be alone ; it Is such a new idea that my sisier can preter any oilier persons com pany to mine. 1 reseut being dismissed like mis. ion are quite right," 1 answer stiffly. "There is no reason at all why my actions should be influenced by yours , aim men 1 sweep augrtly from the room. "Mie is cross ; let me go to her," I was he that took me to the farm one 1 hear May saving anxiously as I mount the "-ui i.u.ier the sun. It is a pain, and u" Idea-sure. It is a morbid fascination that precludes all other ideas, all good .LlM, Purity, aud sweet home-affections. -h, .M;til:,lw,, :f .:a ia l.iiru I i f a id nt worth having !" "lou int-an you do no "'-Maukly. Ao; I care for him too not care for much. It Is u " feelings I condemn. He is e,ytwiig tliitt a gooa auj aud true." J 1 do not uudersUnd." -0rd0I. It seems of late as if 1 ere hvmg in a spirit world, as though tow 110 identity of my own at alL" ti JIay 1 believe it is ttiat spirit ualis- V,1, lsh wuich is doing you harm !" , "haps," she answers doubtfully; 1 have heard that mesmerism has a wrauge effect on nervous people." sifu don't mean to say that you inered yourself to be mesmerized after " hrst time !" I exclaim, in horrified owuleasure. k '"'y uee, aud that did me good, I . I had one of my racking head--"i, aud with just a few passes of his ""UiU he Sent m .1. ...! 1 tin luite free from Paint only wiiig very weak, I remember. Why uther?" l0KiUg 80 graTe UWe ar,'rt1cause 1 Lave 8Uci a horror of th'tJg 03 toe sort," I answer slowly, iswnethiag l saw when 1 wu tt chiU wintry aiternoou, and left me outside winie he went to speak with the man who livwl there his tenant. He said he should be only a few moments ; but he was away so long that 1 became rest less, aud wandered round the house, looking into the windows to see if I could lind him. I was about to turn back discouraged, when a w:de-open window caught my eye, and 1 made towards it at once. The room belong ing to it looked so dismal and dark that my lirst thought was tliat I would rather be outside thau in there ; then I saw a small lire burning in a low old fashioned grate, aud, although it was nearly ut, 1 could not resist stepping 111 to warm my hands. Not till 1 had crossed the threshold did 1 observe that I was not alone. A woman was seated on a high-backed chair, between a door that stood ajar aud the window. Her eyes were closed, and the hair was blown back from her thin white face by the draught, while now aud then her lips moved, aud she began talking to herself iu a low mournful key." 1 stop a moment for breath, aud am half startled by the rapt attention May is civing to my story. Her eyes are fixed on mv mouth, as thoutrti she would hear the words before they are spoKen. "Are you frightened ? Shall I stop?' I ask, a little anxiously. "io, no go on," she answers iaipa- iientiy. -1 want to hear it all." Aud half uuwilliugly I continue 'At first I thought she was asleep.but. after a few minutes' scrutiny, 1 saw she was in pain, such fearful contortions passed over her face, while her eyelids twitched continually. l'resently I summoned up courage to pluck her by the sleeve, when suddenly she caught my arm and cried out "Child, have you come to save me He is mesmerising me to death, I tell you ; he is mesmerising me to death : liefore I could answer, 1 heard another voice behind me which com manded silence ; aud, turning round, 1 saw glaring in at the door a dark wicked-looking face, close shaven and with short black hair. Only one word the man sjioke. and that in low, almost soothing tones, but mv arm was re leased at once, aud the womau shrank back in mortal terror on her chair. As for me. a scare came over me ; and, with a piercing shriek, I dashed through the window, leaving the miserable wo man alone with the mau. I did uot stop till 1 reached home, and there my story was received with a little laugh ter and more discredit. They said I had been dreaming ; but I knew I was awake, aud felt sure the woman was in real need of help. I have never forgot ten her face, aud I think 1 should re member his." "All alone in the firelight ?" It is R as.se 1 Browne who has entered, and now stands beside us, laughing at our fright. May is soonest reassured, and hides an April face of smiles and tears on his shoulder. Never before have I noticed how dark Knssel is, and what a sinister look cwmes into his eyes at times ; and now, taken in conjunction with the story I have told aud the fact that he too is a mesmerist,'. I can only shudder and bury my face in my hands. "Why, Magdalen, you are more frightened at your own story than 1 was 1" laughs May lightly. "Has Magdalen been telling ghost stories ?" asks Kussel, twirling his long black whiskers aud looking up with faintest interest. It was a true story I was telling," I remark gravely. "And we have not heard the end yet. Magdalen, did the woman really die ?" "Yes, she died a fortnight later." "And you believe " "I believe she was murdered, foully, cruelly murdered," I answer, with an impressiveness that surprises myself. "And some day I feel sure that the man who did it will be found aud brought to justice." Tour sister is geltine quite blood thirsty," says Kussel, with a sneer, turning his face from me aud addressing May. " W hat is it all about ?" "I)o not tell him, May 1" I implore excitedly, somehow feeling a strange reluctance tliat he should hear the story. "Do not tell him. It was all my fancy; I dare say." May smiles, and says no more on the subject; but Kussel Browne's eyes meet mine scowlingly ; and for the first time I feel as if I had a reason for my instinctive dislike." We are all iu church together as the first rays pierce through the clouds ami enter the large stained windows ; but, when I turn round contentedly to ad mire the scattered colored lights, I see they tave produced a weird eltect. On Kussel Brown's face they lie like a pale-blue shadow, giving him so hag gard and evil an apiearance tliat 1 turn away in disgust, ouly to meet a still more uncanny sight. My sister's head is bent over her book as she is joining in the responses, serenely unconscious tliat she is bathed iu such a sea of red light that for a moment I fancy it must be blood, and that somehow she is wounded. Then gradually it fades away, leaving only a narrow streak across her wuite loreneau, anu iwo larger splashes on her left shoulder aud right arm. I shiver convulsively and close my eyes. VUien l open them again, the colors are not 10 be seen. May is looking at me wouuenngiy, anu Kussel leans over to ask me if I am ill. Forcing a smile, I assure them of my nerfect health. We lunch together; aud, when the meal is over, the carriage comes to take me to Esher, the neigh boring town, where my father s sister has lived since we all left the home- county. 'Are you coming, iliy t" 1 aK, as she lingers behind a moment. May will stay wnu me." says inis- sel Browne ; aud, though the words are quietly 8Kkeu, I resent the air of au thority which accouiauies them. "Aunt Jaue win ue oueuueu, 1 ob serve gravely. "We have never missed going before." "If Uussel wishes me to stay, I must," says May determinedly. 1 go Daca to my seat auu wmt my work. After all, it is nicer in me house this afternoon. I can sena a ser- the stairs ; but her lover ouly Iauirhs. and detains her. Ou my way down I pass, in dignified silence, uot meaning to say good-bye, the door of the room where they are silting ; but, just as 1 am getting" into the carriage, I look up aud see May on the terrace. "Don't be long, little mother !" she cries out gaily, nodding aud smiling until Kussel interferes, drawing her back into the room, and closing the window with what seems to me a very vicious snap. Then I am driven off. It is a six-mile drive to Esher. and the carriage is a closed one. The glasses get dull and frosted with my breath, aud presently I can see out no longer, and soon grow so warm and drowsy that 1 fall fast asleep aud dream. My dream is a strange one, and evi dently suggested by the event of the morning. I am all alone in a large room, the diiluess and dreariness of which remind me of the room 1 entered fifteen years ago at Xetherlield. As at that time too, I am not alone. A wo man is advancing towards me all drained in black, waving her arms wildly in the air, as if she were under the influence of some strong dram or opiate. By- auu-ny sue half turns away, and then I see that a tress of golden hair has es caied from its confinement, and is ly ing lightly on her sable gernieuts. In sensibly attracted, I draw near and touch it softly ; iu color aud texture it is very like my little sister's. The next moment she glides awav from me, aud 1 have no strength to follow. A large white hand appears from between some heavy damask curtains at the far end of the room, aud draws her behind, while I can only stare stupidly after tier aud wonder whither the has gone, A whole hour, it seems, do I spend watching for her to re-emerge- My eyes are nearly starting out of my head, so earnestly do 1 gaze. I think 1 cannot be quite sound asleep, mv thoughts are so clear aud collected. Then comes a low moaning cry, aud in stantly I recover mvself aud have power to move. With suiieruatur.il strength I tear down the curtains and leuetrate into the space beyond. A mau is standing with his back to me, bend ing over a prostrate form, a gleaming kulte upraised telling of the crime tbat has beeu committed. The victim is the woman in black ; but now the veil is thrown back, and I cau see what 1 1 stagger back and press my hands to my eyes to shut out the npiuUing sight. Everything seems growing dim, fading away in a crimsou mist. "Thank Heaven, it was only a dream !" I exclaim aloud, as 1 wake up aud find myself safe in the carriage ; and. though I cannot shake off an im pression of ill, 1 am glad when the rat tling of the wheels over the stones tells me tliat we are in Esher. Then at last we pull up, and the door is opened for me to alight. The question whether Miss Haseldine is at home is never asked. It is known to be a pointless one, as she never moves from her room ; so I ouly inquire of the servant who Ftands in the hall whether my aunt is better. "Miss Haseldine is about the same rambling a little the last few days, aud not gaining much strength," is the re ply I receive ; and then I am ushered into her preseuce. How are you to-day, aunt Jane tn I ask cheerfully, making my way to her side. SUe raises her withered cheek for me to kiss, and whispers something about there uot being much change. Then, looking round, she adds curiously 'I here used to be two of you, I thought. Where is the other ? Is she dead ?" Although I know she is not responsi ble for what she says, I cannot refrain from a startled cry. "Heaven forbid !' I exclaim. "Why should you think that?" "I didn't know, my dear. Don t be cross; I didn't know, ao many have died and left me. Vou two are the last relatives 1 have in the world," she an swers, with apologetic sadness. I stoop down aud arrange her cush ions, reeling sorry ror me pooroia wo man who has nothing left but life. Where is May?" says my aunt again, breaking into my train of thought. At home. Her lover is spending the day with us, and she stayed with him." "What I Baby May got a lover I" "You forget, aunt ; she was engaged to Mr. Kussel Browne six months ago. She in to be married next mouth." "You never told me," is the queru lous retort. "You forget," I repeat patiently. "Kussel Browne! Mr. Kussel Brownel !ctor Kussel Brownel" he is muttering one name after an other, in low excited tones, as though try mg jo recollect something in connec tion with him. But presently she changes the subject, and begins telling me about herself. I listen politely. though my thoughts are often wander ing, I fear, and my replies are not al ways applicable. At last she lapses into silence, which is uot broken for several minutes. Then she says something which makes my blood run cold. "Aud so little May is going to marry Doctor Browne of Xetherlield Hollow!" she observes contemplatively. I or a moment I am stunned. Has she by a strange effort of memory re called the real name of the man who was suspected of having killed his wife by mesmerism so many years ago, or is she ouly rambling still ? Her next words tell me all. "A widower too 1 They say he mur dered his wife ; but I don't know. It was never proved, and he went away almost directly. Dear, dear, how strangely things come about I" "Aunt, are you sure that the name of the man who lived at Xetherlield Hollow was Kussel Browne ?" "Yes, Kussel Browne Doctor Kus sel Browne, Why are you runuiug away, child r ' But I do not stop to reply ; my pre judices are all justified at last, my pre sentiments explained. I only wonder that I did not recognize him before. The enirageuieut shall be broken off at once. I would sooner my darling lying in her coffin than married to such a man. 1 order the carriage round again at once, and send the servant to my aunt. It seems ages before the horses are In, so impatient am I to be off ; aud, even when they are ready at last, the coach man lutoruis me that one is going a lit' tie lame, and must be driven slowly. What a miserable journey this is I We s-eni to be crawling along. I try to re- asure myself by thinking that May is uot aloue with him. I think of every possible misfortune before 1 re:ich my wiahed-for destination, my fears adding to themselves as I proceed V hen I am home at htst, I jump out without wait ing for the footman to descend, and run up the garden to the house, Iieckouing to him and the coachman to follow. As 1 approach, 1 cau hear voices and laugh ter from the servants dow n-staiis, and for a moment am ashamed of my fool ishness, aud feel inclined to tell the men to come no farther. But directly I set foot in the hall my agony of mind re turns, for a chair is throwu down iu the middle of the passage, and on the pale green dado which is painted by the side of the stairs there is a mark of five lingers in blood, scarcely yet dry My teet seem to acquire wings. It takes me not more thau twenty or thirty seconds to look into all the sitting- rooms, and theu I hud myself before Alay s bed-room eoor. Here there is a small iioul of blood on the white fur mat outside, and I see that the handle of the door Is blood-stained as well, as i trp in vain to turn tt. As 1 struggle with it breathlessly, the men come up to me, and I call out to them, in the clearest voice that I can command, to burst it open, and let me see the worst at ouce. But, in spite of all that I have feared. I am uot prepared for what meets mv sight now. There on the floor is the lifeless form of my sister, iu a long black dress, as 1 had seen her in 111 v dream-; her hair has fallen too. but its gold is dimmed and soiled with blood, strangest of all, and what impresses me most even iu this awful moment, is the fact that there are wounds on her right arm and left shoulder correspond ing exactly with the red light that had fallen on her in the church that morn ing. With one long wild shriek I throw myself upou the ground beside her ; aud theu, iu very mercy, consciousness leavea me, and for a time 1 know no more. When I recover, I find myself in my own room ; the blinds are drawn down, ami my maid is moving about ou tiptoe. She comes up to the bedside when I oieu my eyes. "Have they found him ?" I ask fe verishly, as iu an instant all that has hapued flashes across mv mind. About my darling there is no need to ask ; the lowereJ blinds tell their own story; besides, have I not seen her ly ing dead ? "Whom do you mean, ma'am ?" "The murderer Kugel Browne." "Hush, ma'am ! You must not talk of that just yet," she answers uncom fortably, making a movement to go ; but I catch hold of her dress. "Do you think any truth can be worse than this uncertainty ? Tell me all at ouce." "He was found dead on the marshes yesterday. They say he inust have fallen iuto a dike when it was dark. But indeed, ma'am, this is uot fit for you : the doctor said " "How can he have been found dead yesterday, when it was only to-day it all happened ?" I interrupt impatiently ; then, glancing round the room, and see ing the long array of medicine-bottles and glasses, the truth strikes me at last. "Have I beeu ill, Martha V" "Indeed, yes, ma'am worse nor Miss May herself "s been." But, even while I am puzzling my poor weak brain in trying to taite in tins new idea, tite doctor comes, and wisely deems it more expedient to tell me all himself then thau let me lie wor ried by a half-knowledge of what has occurred. May is not dead ; and in my gratitude for that everything else sinks into in- siguilicance. Her wounds bad been se vere, that on hershoulder causing great anxiety ; but uow she is out of danger, cured as well of her ill-fated love for the man who would have murdered her. It had all hp!ened so strangely ; and I thiuk the story I told on Christmas Eve played its part in the denouement. If so, 1 do not regret it, for the short pain my darling suffers now is far bet ter than the life-long misery to which she would have beeu subjected had she become the wife of Kussel Browne. Almost directly after I had left they had gone into the garden, and, once there, he has commenced by upbraiding her for loving me best, aud then had spoken wildly about a love which ouly death could keep true. By his stronger will he bad fascinated her into a spur ious passion for himself ; aud, uow that he fancied be saw his influence abating, he tried vainly to persuade her to let him regain It by submitting to his mes meric powers. She fought against it so strongly that his suspicious were aroused, aud he interrogated her angrily for reasons. Ihen, in explaining, all the truth came out ; and she ended by telling him the story tliat 1 had told to her. What he must have felt at hearing the secret of his own life thus ruthlessly exposed who can tell ? Suffice it to say that the latent madness of the man broke out, and, drawing a knite from his iocket, he stabbed her several times with demoniacal fury. Then, when she escaped into the house, he leaed the garden wall and tied away from the scene of his intended crime, wandering on aimlessly, until at last he met with his death ou the louelv i-sher marshes. It is all so terrible that I can only cover my face and weep silently as I listen; but, when the doctor ceases abruptly, I raise my eyes to see the cause- There, coming across the room, with an expression of earnest thankfulness on her sweet face for her own recovery aud mine, is a white-robed girl with bandages still bound about her shoulder aud on her arm. In another moment, with a low cry of joy, she has sprung on to the bed beside me ; aud, holding my pretty May in my arms safe from all the dangers tliat have surrounded her, 1 can afford to forgive the dead man for the misery he has nearly caused us. Running a Locomotive. others often, thyself sel should be cured by pru- Ls better than secret rardou dom. Passion deuce. Open rebuke hatred. One eye witness is better than ten hear-say a, "To a man w'.io knows as little about a locomotive as the ordinary run of people, ana who understands few of its needs and requirements, and how the mind and body of the engineer must be exerted to meet them, there is nothing about running an engine that looks dif ficult, but there are those who have been in the business for years, and who are still not the right men for the posi tion. It uot only requires a mau of 1 euliar ability, but one also must be of a certain temperament. I didn't use to think so years ago, but the idea has grow n stronger with me of late." 1 hese remarks were made by a loco motive engineer to a reporter recently, as the former leaned up against the side of his iron steed, which was breath iug so loudly that the voice of its mas ter had to be raised considerably to be PK-.iuiy uearu. "A nervous man should never be in trusted with the care of an engine aud with the lives of human beings aud pioierty under his keeping," continued the driver, "and a mau who is liable to "fiy off the handle at any moment, or is careless or neglectful of the niacin nery, could not be placed in a situation nmre dangerous to the lives of travel era, unless he might be a professional irain-wrecker or a drunken switchman. Half of the care aud responsibility of an engineer is in the engine itself looking after it aud closely examining wtaK points at every opportunity. 5irong as it may seem, there are por tions of the mechanicisni of a locomo tive that are as delicate and frail and easy of disarrangement as those of many uueiy constructed stationary machines. In this class of engine it is necessary to compress all the machinery into the closest bulk, and the result is not ad vantageous to one who has charge of it." "Does an engine get out of order fre quently?" "Many of them do, and others will run a long time without repairs. A skilled engineer knows by the 'feel' of an engine whether there is anything the matter with it or not, and a mau must always be watchful of these things if he does not want the locomotive to go to smash on short notice. Another thing. w nen there is a starting of flues, a leak age of pipes, loose tacking, or a heated journal, one has to make haste to stop the mischief, or time will, probably be lost, and the fear of a loss of time is a penietual source of worrinieut to the engineer." Keiernngto other matters that re quire the vigilance aud care of the driver of the iron horse, the shaker said: "On freight trains a .skillful hand is often required In switching cars and similar work, and, although the Life of a freight engineer is a slow and easy one beside that of a man in the cab of an express-engine, still there is a grave resiousibility attached to the former. How often is the killing of a brakeman. who is knocked down by a 9iidden aud imeiie-ted starting p of the train or ot'v.r similar accident, laid at the door of the locomotive engineer often, I may say, with good cause, though such accidents are generally the result of pure carelessness?" 1 he difference between engines, even of the same pattern and maker, was spoken of, aud the kind of locomotive most in favor with engineers was tie- scribed. To be strictly first-class and satisfactory, an engine must be capable of "picking up" a train in good style that is, getting under full headway iu a short distance. A rather slow and smooth-going engine is of course, pre ferable to an unsteady and jerky one, which can not be depended on for a great number of miles. Tlhe promptitude of an engineer 111 observing siirnais of different kinds is considered a valuable quality, and these with the many other duties of every day life, must be attended to without any show of negligence, if a driver Is desirous of insuring his reputation. Train orders must be read with great care and their instructions carefully followed, and it is here, more than at any other point that the drunken engi neer is liable to commit an erior.whicli though small in itself, may lead to most disastrous results. Bad spots on the road must be looked out for, time-cards must be rigidly followed, steam must be kept up. crossings aud whistle-posU must be noticed, and above all, the track ahead requires close attention, as the eyes must not leave it more thau a few seconds at a time. "A competent fireman," said the driver, is a great blessing to an engi neer, and may relieve him of consider able of that coutinual strain on the nervous system which most of us are obliged to undergo, but a lazy fellow, a careless man, or a green hand must be placed in the category of the ills of the life, and a big item it Is, too." "How long do engines generally run before being discarded as useless?" 'Well, their average life may be placed at about 2. years, counting big accidents aud all. Ou the plains, where alkali water is used, repairs of tubes and other portions of the mechanism are more frequently required than in California, though, as an offset to this, may be placed the dangers to the fine machinery encountered in the snow ou the Sierra. As a general thing, repairs are needed on an engine once in about six months or use. Fire-boxes and boilers last about seven years without repair, the axles and cranks six years, aud the boiler-tubes five. (iorinan Court Circle. The approaching Autumn season on the Khiue promises to be of exceptional brillancy. German Court circles are looking forward with lively interest to the celebration of the golden wedding of the Prince and Princess of Hoheu zollern. Prince Carl Anton abdicated the crown of the priucipalityof Iloheu zollern Tigmariugen, in 1S19, in favor of Prussia, and has since been on the best terms with the reigning house. Etuperior William wiil be a guest at this festival, which will be attended also by the Crow n Prince, the King of Koumania, who is the Prince of Hoheu zollern's son, (jueen Elizabeth of Kou mania, the Kiug aud Queen of .Saxony and many other German Princes. The Autumn mana?;ivers of the German Army will take place also on" the bor ders of the Khine Valley between May ence and Dusse'dorf. The Emperor, as usual, if bis health nieau wffile should not be unfavorably affected, will con duct these evolutions in iMjrson They invariably of tluonselves excite great , popular interest, which is always mag- : nified by the appearance among the participants of most of the prominent German rulers, the military attaches of the Berlin Embassies, and the dis- j tinguished representatives of foreign . Governments who are specially charged to report upon the year's performances. The adventure of which I am going to tell you, happened to me a good mauy years ago says a correspondent. It was my first serious interview with a lion There were threeof us, sworn comrades as ever were. first, there was your humble ser vant; secondly, there was my horse, Marengo, and a better never looked through a bridle. Thirdly, there was Cognac, the faithfulest the most honest, the oddest and the wickedest little dog the world ever saw. It was about eight o'clock one morning, when I had been some two hours In the saddle, that I came out from a narrow valley, or ra vine, through which the road ran, on to a sandy plain, dotted with bushes aud scrub. I had just laid the reins oil Marengo's neck, when suddeuly he gave a tremendous shy that pitched me clean off. The next minute, with a terrible roar, a lion spraug right at his heiid. I made sure he was on the top of him. aud so he would have beeu, but, as Marengo wheeled short around like lightning on his hind legs, the stream ing reins caught the brute's forepaw, aud as it were, tripped him, so that he fell sideways on the road. The heavy jerk nearly brought the horse down, but the throat-lash broke, the bridle was pulled over his ears, and, recover ing himself, he darted away into an open space about a dozen yards across. In the centre of this Marengo took his stand, with his tail toward the lion and his head turned sharply back over his shoulder, watching him. He stood quite still, except for the slight shifting of his feet and lifting of his quarters. The The tree was better than that. Bah; there came his ugly head round the corner again, making straight for us. When he was pretty uear I kissed Cog nac, and threw a bit of cake into the hole. Then I cliinlied again to my perch. Cognac retired giowling intc his fortress, and the lieast of a lion mounted guard over us as before. He looked quite cool aud comfortable, and had evidently hail a good drink. An other hour, and he was still there. While I was wondering how long he really meant to stay, and if I was des tined to spend all night on a bough like a monkey, and ou very short commons, he got up, and walking quietly to the foot of the tree, without uttering a sound, sprang up at me with all his might. He was quite a yard short, but I was so startled that 1 nearly lost my balance. His coup having failed, he laid down right under the branch I wason, crouching his head ou his paws as If to hide his mortification. Suddenly, the thought cauie into mv mind: Why not make a devil, and drop it ou his back? I dismissed it as ridiculous, but it came again. As we have all been boys, you know what I mean not a fallen angel, but a gun powder devil. Good! Well, it seemed feasible, I would try it. 1 hail plenty of powder In my little flask, so, injuring it into my hand, I moistened it well with spittle, and kneaded away until it came out a tiny esuvius of black paste. Then I formed the little crater, which I filled with a few grains of dry powder, and set it carefully on the branch. My hands shook so with exci tement I could hardly hold the flint and steel; but I struck aud struck the tin der ignited now, Vesuvius! vt hift, whizz: I he lion looked up NEWS IN BKIKK which 1 knew meant mischief, lion probably thought so too for he kept directly, but 1 dropped it plump 011 the dodging to try and take his opponent back of his neck. For an instant he vy a iiaua uioveuieuu 00011, wuu a 1 uiu not seem anow w uai. nau uapiieiied ; flank roar, the lion made his spring, but Marengo lashed out both heels together. with such excellent judgement of time and distance that, catching him full in the chest be knocked him, all of a heap to the ground, where he lay motionless. 1 hen, with a neigh of triumph and a flourish of his heels away he galloped through the grove out on the plain, and was safe, lhe lion lay so still that I thought he was dead, or nearly so, and was Just running to pick up the bridle and follow Marengo, when he sat up on his haunches. As he sat there with his head loosely wagging from side to side, aud mouth half open, he looked quite vacant and idiotic, .suddenly his head stopped wagging, he pricked up his ears, and by the flash of his eye aud changed expression, I knew he had seen me. Only one thing was to be done, and I did it. The outermost tree was large aud low-branched. To it 1 ran. and up it I scrambled, and had just peiched in a fork about fifteen feet above the ground as the lion arrived at the bottom. My carbine was slung at my saddle. My onlv weaiKin beside, my hanger, was a jiocket pistol, double barelled, and what in those days we called a breech loader that is the barrels unscrewed to load, aud then screwed up ag tin. It would have been a handy weapon against a man at close quarters for it threw a good ball; but for a lion I lie- side, the beast was too far off. Then the thought flashed iuto my mind, where was Cognac? I supposed he hail runaway aud hidden somewhere. If the lion got sight of him. it would. I Knew, lie soon ail over with the poor little reuow. All at once there arose close at hand. an awful and familiar yell. It had a strange, muilled tone, but there was no mistaking Cognac s voice. Again it came, resonant, long-drawn and sepul chral. It seemed to come from inside the tree. Where the deuce was he? The lion appeared utterly astonished aud turned his ears so far back to listen that they were almost inside out, when lroiu some hole among the roots of the trees there iopied a small head with long ears. 'Down, down, Cognae!' I cried in my agony. 'Go back, sir!' A cry of delight cut short bv a pite ous whine, was his reply, as he spied me; and then, dashing fully a yard to ward the lion, be barked loudly and defiantly. With a low growl aud a milling mane, the ferocious beast charged fiercely at my poor little Cognac. Back went Cognac into the cave as quick as a rabbit, and stormed at him from the inside. Thrusting his great paw right down the hole, the lion tried to claw him out. Oh, how I trembled for CoguacI But he kept up such a ceas eless fire of snapping aud snarlin' tbat it was plain he was either well round a corner, or that the hole was deep enough for his safety. All the same to see the great coward ly beast digging away at my poor little dog like that was more than I couid stand. Cocking my pistol, I shouted, and as he looked up I fired at his blood shot eyes. He shook his bead and I gave him the other barrel. With a scream of rage, he bounded back. Cog nac immediately shot forth his head. and insulted him with jeering barks. But he was not to be drawn again, and after a bit he lay down further off, and pretended to go to sleep. Cognac barked at him till he was tired, and then retired into his castle. Keloading I found I had only three bullets left. and concluded to reserve them for a crisis. It was now past noon. To beguile the time I smoked a pipe or two, sang a song aud cut my name. Cognac's and Marengo's ou the tree, leaving a space for the lion's which I had determined should be Wellington. I wished he would go away. Having some milk in my bottle I took a drink, and should have liked to give some to Cognac The lion began to pant, with his red, thorny tongue hanging a foot out of his mouth. He was as mangy and disreputable-looking a brute as ever 1 saw. By and by he got up and sniffed the air all around him, and then, with out as much as looking at me, walked off and went deliberately down the road. Slipping to the ground, I caught up Cognac, who had crept out directly, and looking carefully around for the lion, was smothering me with caresses. The lion was turning toward a bushy clump in a hollow about two hundred yards off. That light green foliage willows, waterl Had the cunning brute sniffed it out? Anyhow, It was a relief to stretch one's legs after sitting six mortal hours ou a braacb. The lion disappeared round the bushes. I strained my eyes over the plain, but could see nothing moving. Then I gave Cognac a drink of milk and a few bits of bread -cake, for which he was very grateful. Of course it was no use beginning a race against a lion with only two hundred yards start in any number of miles. then with an angry growl uphejuiued aud tore savagely at the fiery flea on his back, which sent a shower of sparks into his mouth and nose. Again and again he tried, aud then raved wildly about, using the most horrible leonine language, and no wonder, for the devil had worked well down amoug his greasy hair, and must have stung him like a hundred hornets. His back hair and mane burst into a flame, and he shrieked with rage and terror then he weut stark staring mad. clapped his tail between his legs, laid back his ears, and rushed out of the grove at twenty miles an hour, and disappeared up the ravine. Almost as mad as the lion with joy, aud feeling sure that he was gone for good, I tumbled down the tree and ran off along the road as hard as I could with Cognac barking at my heels. By and by I hail to pull up, for the sun was still very hot; but I walked as fast as I could, looking out all the time for Marengo, who would not, 1 knew go very far from his master. Presently spied him iu a hollow. A whistle, and, whinnying with delight, he trotted up and laid his head on my shoulder. Iu my hurry I had forgotten the bridle. but with mv lielt ami handkerchief extemporized a halter, tied, one end round his nose, and catching up Cog nac, mounted and galloped off, defying all the lions 111 Africa to catch me. Age In Cbe Army. The oldest captain on the active list of the army is Captain Pollock, of the Twenty-flrst infantry; he will be sixty. five years old during the mouth. The oldest lieutenant is 1'. P. Bernard, of the Fifth cavalry, who is sixty-four. being twenty years older than his colo nel. The oldest lieuteuaut of artillery is F. C. Xichols, of the First, who is sixty-one years of age. The senior major ou the active list in point of years is Edward Collins, of the First Infautry, who is sixty years; he entered the ser vice 111 lSlo as a private in the Batta lion of Engineers, aud has been iu the service ever since that time. Brevet Brigadier General Joseph X. G. Whist ler, of the Fifth infautry, is the oldest lieutenant colonel in the line of the army; he is sixty-two; and Lieutenant Colonel John Hamilton, of the Fifth, who is sixty-one. is the oldest of his grade in the artillery. General II. J. Hunt, the senior colonel of artillery, now retired, will be sixty-five years of age during this mouth. General Gil bert, Colonel of the Seventeenth infan try, is the oldest colonel of his arm of the service, being sixty-two, and John I'. Hatch, of the Second cavalry, is the senior in years in the cavalry, lhe youngest Major General is Schofield, and the eldest is Pope, who issixty-two. Hancock is sixty; he retires in Isn. Mackenzie Is the youngest brigadier general in the army; he is now forty three aud retired, and Miles, the next, is forjy-h ve. hue promotion is slower in some respects in our army than in any military service in Europe, yet there is neither in England "nor on the Continent" an officer of General Mack enzie s age, "outside or royal blood," who has attained bis rank. 'Angler is the oldest brigadier general, and is sixty- three. A brigadier general will be appointed next year; a major general and a brigadier in and likewise In 1SS. The youngest colonel of artillery is Ayresjof cavalry, Merritt. who Is forty- three, and of infantry, Pennypacker, who is forty-two. The youngest lieu tenant colonel on the staff of the army, is J. M. Whittemore, of the ordnance, and Morrow, of the Sixth cavalry, is the youngest lieutenant colonel in the line. S. E. Tillman, Professor of Chemistry, Mineralogy and Geology at West I'oint, has the correlative rank of lieutenant colonel; he is thirty-six years old, the youngest ef the grade in the United States arm v. The youngest major in the army is William H. Smith, of the pay department, who is thirty; George It. Smith, late of the Twelfth infautry, who graduated from West Point In lSTo, Is a few months older. Otho W. Budd, who graduated from West Point In 1803, Is the youngest captain of cavalry, and F. V. Greene and Carl F. Palfrey are the youngest in the Corps of Engineers. The aver age age of captains of artillery is forty three, and in cavalry and infantry about forty-one. In the geueral staff of the army the youngest general otlker is General Benet, Chief of Ordinance, who is fifty-seven, and the senior in date of commission. Adjutant Gen eral Drum and Surgeon General Crone are fifty-nine years old, aud Paymaster General Rochester and Commissary General Mac Feeley are fifty-eight. The oldest retired ofllcer of the army is General W. S. Harney, who was born in the last century, and who entered the service in ISIS. lie lives at St. Louis and is accounted the wealthiest man In the army. TcwrvrrrxK applied to a eat is a pre Yentivo of lockjaw, There ate Si).!.. dos iu Ten nessee. ld.OUO men are emplo;..-! on the Panama canal. There is less drunkenness iu Paris since the cholera. The dogs of the Greely party were left at Fort Conger. Colored stone Is worn now In pre ference to diamonds. Luling, Tex., saloonists have been having a "rate war." Unaccountable sinking of the ground occurs out West. Chinese fishermen use giant powder to kill fish in the Sacramento river. Out of 123 miles of railroad la Japan 117 belougs to the government. The births in Spam during 1383 numbered 403,000, and the deaths 41d, 000. The value of minerals exported from Australia last year was II 1,1'J4,-140. Mackerel, it is reported, swarm in the surf at points on the California :oast. In Pittsburg 2o,000 pupils are en rolled in the public schools, with .V10 teachers. Philadelphia has 120 Presbyterian, SO Baptist and 112 Methodist Episcopal churches. The introduction of cable cars is now proposed by a Pittsburg railway company. The annual loss by fire in the United States is estimated at about $1W,010,OUO. The wool clip of this year is esti mated at 300.OUO.0uO pounds, worth -3.,000,000. There is not a single lawyer among the 1,000 convicts in the Virginia Iienitentiary. Over 3o,000 patens for agricultural inventions have already been granted in this country. Santa Barbara, CaL, has forced the Chinese wash houses outside of the business streets. Water is twenty-five cents per barrel and milk fifty cents per gallon iu Lordsburg, Xew Mexico. Twenty million dollars worth of precious metal, it is estimated, w ill be mined this year iu Montana. The colored race is counted at 7, 000,000 strong, and their property holdings exceed f 100,000,000. The lead pencil for which we pay at retail 10 cents costs the manufacturer a little over a quarter of a cent. A trade paper is anthoritj for the statement that 5,IiO,34,OuO pins are annually made in this country. An Italian nobleman on a wager recently traveled 31,040 miles ou a French railway in thirty days. Sandwiches are a great staple ia I .on Jon. Forty thousand men aresaid to be daily engaged vending them. Iu the city of Canton. China, which has a population of 115o0,Wh, ' there is not a newspaper of any kimL The number of locomotives in the United States is set down at 3S.U0O, and their total value at i400,0oo,ouo. Greenwich, Conn., has had seven cases of accidental (careless) shooting within a few months past, four of them fatal. There were 432 suicides reported iu this country during the three spring mouths of the current year, against IU 1 in 1nv1. Germany is the largest sugar pro ducing couutry in Europe. It produces annually over H00,000 tons, aud has .".".7 refineries. The cost of the sanitary cordon on the Adie, the Ijtke of Garda, and along the Tyrolese frontier, is estimated at fo,400 a day. A codfish 22 years old recentlydied iu Maryland. It is said that during its captivity no appreciable change lu it size took place. The present strength, numerically. of freemasonry throughout the world is placed at 13,lK)3 lodges, with 14,100. o4U members. Jackson claims to have a horrid- looking wild man, seven aud a half feet high, hairy, and a frequenter ot the lakes near the CapitoL A church at Toronto Ls in need of an organist and baritone, to fill two vacancies cau jed by an elopement of the last incumbents. Paris exiiects this season to hear Boito's "Mefistofele" and Penchielli's Gioconda." Xeither opera has vet been produced there. The Chinese at Eureka. Col., are divided into two factions which hate each other so cordially that an out break, it is feared, will result. A spring of water where there had previously been no sigu of water was opened lu a garden near the towu by a recent earthquake at Lower Iake, Cal. Hand-made envelopes cost origin ally five cents each. The envelope making machine now turns them out so that a thousand are sold for thirty cents. Diphtheria has again broken out on the Comstock, and there are many cases in Virginia City. It is supposed the fresh outbreak was caused by the late wet weather. The restoration, now advancing. of the great north door of Westminister Abbey, Is said to have cost $00,000. This gives a notion of the cost at pres ent ot such a tabric. At a crowded seaside resort in Khode Island a woman 8-3 years of age astonished the guests by coming to breakfast one morning last week in a white Mother Hubbard dress. IL A. Crafts has sold an interest in lhe iort Collins (CoL J Kxtrrtaa to II. 1. Crafts, and the latter gentleman has discontinued the publication of his pajer, the Ioveland (Col.) Leader. Notwithstanding he has been so hard up of late, that extraordinary potentate, the King of Bavaria, has lately bought Falkeusteiu Castle, a ruin on a high bluff near to the Tyrolese frontier. Hundreds of meu are at work making a fine road to it. Last year the women of theUnited States gave $000,000 toward Christian izing the heathen. Of this large sum Presbyterian women gave nearly 2UU,- 000 Baptist women , $100,000; Congre gational women, fl3n,0U0; Xorthern Methodist women, $108,000, and south ern Methodist wouieu over $20,000. The new pnest peer, in England, calls himself Mcnsiguor Lord Petre. being a domestic prelate to the Pope as well as an English peer. In com memoration of his elevation to the priesthood be has built at the Bene dictine establishment of Downside a large bathing establidhmeqt, .;i!; 1 If m m ; ;.: .-. 1 1 :.$ V.i-.i,! ill m Villi m km m I ; i.1 :.!i) ill t ,.;!! r.ti'lti m m m m. : m m m m :': I'.lj'S fill m w '.;!'i pi "ti; M 1:1'.!' l.i'S. it m '& II is pi 111 m m m I: II -111 m m i'li-'i, I pi
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