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BUTLER, PA., THURSDAY, MAY 20, 1904.
tliM By MAURICE THOMPSON
IS'*": Ccpjright.lSOC. by tKi to«x:;r:Ei-?.;LL COM?AMT -'4
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TTTE DILEiIJIA OF CAI'TAIN HELM.
0 NCI. 13 J AXON, feeling like a
fisli returned to the wat-r aft
er a lons and torturing captiv
ity in the open #tir, l'lim.—«'«l in
to the forest with anticipations of lively
adventure .and made his way toward
the Wea plains. It was liis purpose to
get n boat at tlie village of Ouiafcuon
and pull thence up the Wabash unti: ■
fiml out what tho English were
doi«g. He chose for his companions
this dangerous expedition two ex
pert courettrs tie bols, Dutreiuble ai.d
Jacques Bailoup. Fifty miles up the
rivw they fell in with some friendly
Indians, well known to them all, who
were returning from the portage.
The savages informed them that
there were no signs of an English ad
vance in that quarter. Some of them
had been as far as the St. Joseph river
and to within a short distance of De
troit without s«eing a white man or
hearing of any suspicious movements
on the part of Hamilton. So back
came Oncle Jazon with his pleasing re
port. much disappointed that he had
not been able to stir up some sort of
It was Helm's turn to laugh.
"What did I tell you?" he cried, in a
jolly mood, slapping Beverley on the
shoulder. "I knew mighty well that it
was all a big story with nothing in it.
What on earth would the English be
thinking about to march an army away
cf? down here ouly to capture a rotten
stockade and a lot of gabbling parly
Beverley, while he did not feel quite
as confident as his chief, was not sorry
that things looked a little brighter than
be had feared they would turn out to
b,-. Secretly and without acknowledg
ing it to himself he was delighted with
the life ho was living.
He began to like walking about aim
lessly in the town's narrow streets,
with the mud daubed cabins on either
hand. This simple life under low,
thatched roofs had a charm. Every
body cried cheerily. "Bon jour, mon
siuur, comment allez-vous?" as he went
by, always accompanying the verbal
salute with a graceful wave of the
But it was always a glimpse of Alice
that must count for everything in Bev
erley's reckonings, albeit lie would
Have strenuously denied it. True ha
went to Boussillon place almost every
day. it being a fixed part of liis well
ordered h.ibu. ana tiaa . ,k with her.
Sbmetimes, when Dame IlousMllon was
very busy and so quite off her "puaru,
they read together in a novel or in cer
tain parts of the odd volume of Mon
taigne. This was done more for the
sweetness of disobedience than to en
joy the already familiar pages.
Now and again they repeated their
fencing bout, but never with the result
which followed the first. Beverley soon
mastered Alice's tricks and showed her
that, after all, masculine muscle is not
to be discounted at its own ■ ;.me by
even the most wonderful womanly
strength and suppleness. She struggled
bravely to hold her vantage ground
onee gained so easily, but the inevita
ble was not to be avoided. At last one
howling winter day ho disarmed her
by the very trick that she had shown
him. That ended the play, and they
tan, shivering, into the house.
"Ah," she cried, "it isn't fair. You
are so much bigger than I. You have
so much longer arms, so much more,
weight and power. It all counts against
me! You ought to bo ashamed of your
self!" She was rosy with tlip oxhilauit
lng exercise and trie biting of the fros
ty breeze. ITer beauty gave forth a
Keep in her heart she was pleased to
have him master her so superbly: but
as the days passed she never said so,
never gave over trying to make him
feel the touch of her foil. She did not
know that her eyes -were getting
through his guard, that her dimples
were stabbing his heart to its middle.
"You have other advantages," he re
plied, "which far overbalance my
greater stature and "stronger muscles."
Then after a pause he added, "After all
a girl must be a girl."
Something In his face, something in
her heart, startled her so that she made
lililij move like that of a rest
"You are beautiful, and that make 3
my eyes and my hand uncertain," he
went on. "Were I fencing with a
man ihere would be glamour."
He spoke iu English, which he did
Kot often do In conversation with her.
It was a sign that he was somewhat
wrought upon. She followed his rapid
words with difficulty, but she caught
fiOVU tiu-iii a new note of feeling. He
saw a little pale flare shoot across her
face and thought she was angry.
"You should not use your dimples to
distract my vision." he quickly added,
with a light laugh. "It wouli\ be nq
ftortse for u«« to iny hat in your
His attempt at levity was obviously
weak. She looked straight into his
eyes with the steady gaze of a simple,
earnest nature shocked by a current
quite btrangg to it. 'did pot uq.-
Uerstaiid Ulm, and she did. Jler tine
lutuition gathered swiftly together a
hundred shreds of received
from him during their recent growing
intimacy. He was a patrician, as she
vaguely made hin. ;i tuan til
wraltll; whose family was great. He
belonged among people of gentle birth
and high attainments. She magnified
hiin so that he was diffused in her im
agination, as difficult lo comprehend
ns a mist ir» miquitr-; ait and u<i
"You make fun of me," she said very
deliberately, letting her eyes droop.
Then she looked up again suddenly
and continued, with a certain naive ex
pression Of disajijjvti.tmeiit gathering
|u face': ! 'i have been too free with
you. Father Beret told me not to for
get my dignity when in your company.
He told me you might misunderstand
me. I don't care. I shall not fence
with you again." Sh? langhc.d, but
(here Avaw Uu joyous freedom iu the
"Why, Alice-my dear Miss Boussil
lon, you do me a wrong. I beg a thou
sand pardons if I've hurt you," he
cried, stepping nearer to hvr, "and I
can never forgive myself. You t:a xd
somehow misunderstood me, I know
On his part it was exaggerating a
nun. luntawv i'i mutual K-elrnj-'s' into a
dangerous collision. lie was as much
self deceived as was she, and he made
more noise about it.
"ft is you wlu> have m;s :i:;! :s:o >d
me," :~lie repli <l. smiling !•:.
but with a faint, pitiful t-.;.:ch c't
regret or .. 'lf blame liii.— ■ uriiiir m ■'
voice. "Father Beret said yo i w< r.-j
I did not believe him, but"—
"And you shall not believe bliu." sa d
Beverley. ' I have not misundersre-'-.l
you. There has l.veu ut>*.:.ln.-;. ou
have treated me kindly and with beau
tiful friendliness. Vou have no: «;•«:: •
or said a thing that Father Bent or
any'. ody el.;e could criticise, a::.i if I
have said or done tlic- least t;'.:u;_ r to
trouble you I repudiate it I did not
mean It. Now you believe me, don t
you. Miss Rousslilon?"
He seemed to be filling Into the hab
it of spea-iug to li r in Ku- She
understood it somewhat iiupcrt-'oily. > <-
pecially when in an earnest moment he
rushed his words together as if
had been Soldiers he was leading r.t the
charge step against an enemy. His
maimer convinced lier even though his
diction fell short.
"Then we'll talk cbout something
else," she said, laughing naturally now
and retreating to a chair by the hearth
side. "I want you to tell me nil a'.iout
yourself and your family, your heme
She seated herself with an air of con
scious aplomb and motioned him to
take a distant stcol.
There was a great heap of dry logs in
the fireplace, with pointed flames shoot
ing out of its crevices and leaping into
the gloomy, cave like throat of the flue.
Outside a wind passed heavily across
the roof aud bellowed in the chimney
Beverley drew the stool near Alice,
who with a charred stick used as a
poker was thrusting at the glowing
crevices and sending showers of sparks
"Why. there wouldn't be much to
tell," he said, gi.ul to feel secure again.
"Our homo ia a bijj old mansion named
Beverley Hall, on a hill among trees
and half surrounded with slave cabins.
It overlooks the plantation in the val
''Turlctun, Tarlctun," he rcpailnl.
ley wiiere a little river goes wandering
on its way." 110 was speaking !*«>nclt.
and s(ie followed him easily :i tf
eyes beginning to fling ort a;-;ai:i their
natural sunny beams of Interest. "I
was born there twenty-six years ago
and haven't done much of anything
since. You see before you. nui<!; moi
selle, a very muiistinguished young
man, who has signally failed to accom
plish the dream of his boyhood, which
was to be a great artist like Raphael or
Angelo. Instead of being fjjmor.s I am
but a poor lieutenant ju tho foi-ces of
"You have a mother, father, brothers
and sisters?" she interrogated. She
did not understand his allusion to the
great artists of whom she knew noth
ing. She had never before heard of
.. r_. She leaned the poker against the
.'dmuey jamb aud turued her face to
"Mother, father and on> sister," ha
said, "no brothers. We vrero a happy
little group. But my sister married and
lives in Baltimore. lam here. Father
mm mother arc alone in the old house.
Sometimes I am terribly horaesic'j."
lie was silent a moment, then added:
"But you nre selfish. You make me.
do all the telling. N'jnv I want you to
fc'Ou ntu a little of your story, made
moiselle, beginning, as I did, at the
"But I can't," she replied, with child
like frankness, "for I don't Unau where
T viis uor my parents' names nor
who 1 am. You see how different it is
with me. I am called Alice Roussil
lon, but I suppose that my name is
Alice Tarleton. It is not certain, liow
ever. There is vera; tu help out
vJiii theuiy. Here js all tile proof there
is. I don't know that it is worth any
She took off her locket and handed
it to him.
He handled it rather inditfeeently,
for lie just then studying the fine
lines of her face. But iu n moment he
"Tarleton, Tarleton." he repeated.
Then he turned the little disk of gold
over and saw the enameled drawing on
the hack, £t«&t clearly outlined,
'lie started. The crest was quite fa
"Where did you get this?" he de
manded in English and with such blunt
suddenness that she \ya-> startled.
"Where vikt come from?"-
-•f have always had It."
"Always? It's the Tarleton crest.
Do you belong to that family?"
"Indeed I do not know. Papa Bous
sillon says he thinks I d- "
"AVell, this U, and interest
ing, 1 ' «iid lievoilcy, rather to himself
than addressing her. lie looked from
the miniature to the crest nnd back
to the miniature again, then at Alice.
"I tell you this is strange," he repoi\s;
ed, with emphasfcj. yxevedi'ugiy
Her cheeks flushed quickly under
their soft brown, and her eyes flashed
"Yes, I know." Her voice fluttered;
her hands were v lu&i>cU in her lap. She
leaned toward him eagerly. "It is
Strange. I've thought about it a great
"Alice Tarleton; that la yighi. Alice
is i\ 14JUUU ok tho family. Lady Alice
Tarleton was the mother of the lirst
Sir Garnett Tarleton who came over In
tiie time of Yardley. It's a groat faiu
ginia." He l«..::e<l at her t. '.v with a
gaze of concentrated inter under
which her eyes fell. "Why. t'lU is ro
mantic." be t-xelalim-d. "ab -oluit iy ro
mantic: And ym il n't k.t- w It w you
came by this loek> t? You >1 a t know
who was your father, y. r.r mother?"
•"I do not know anythiujr."
"And what do«'s M. Uoussillon know?"
"Just as little."
"But how came he to be taking you
trid caring for you? He must know
how he got you, where he got you, of
whom he got you. Surely he knows"—
"Ob, I know all that. I was twelve
years old when I'apa Uoussillon took
me, eight years ago. I had been hav
ing a hard life, and but for him I must
have died. I was a captive among the
Indians. lie took me and his cared for
me and taught me. lie has been very,
very good to ine. I love him dearly."
"And don't you remember anything
at al! when, where, how, the In
dians sot you?"
"No." She shook her head and seem
ed to be trying to recollect something.
"So. 1 just can't remember. And yet
th -re has always been something like a
dr -aiu in my mind which I could not
quite get hold of. I know that I am
not a Catholic. I vaguely remember a
sweet woman who taught me to pray
like this: 'Our Father who art in heav
en, hallowed be thy name." "
And Alice went on through the beau
tiful and perfect prayer, which she re
pented in English with intiulte sweet
ness and solemnity, her eyes uplifted,
her har.ds clasped before her. Bever
ley could have sworn that she was a
shining saint and that he saw an au
"I know," she continued, "that some
time, somewhere, to a very dear per
son,! promised that I never.never, never
would pray any prayer tut that, and 1
remember almost nothing else about
that other life, which is far off back
yonder in the past. I don't know where
—sweet, peaceful, shadowy, a dream
that I have al! but lost from my mind."
Beverley's sympathy was deeply
moved. He sat for some minutes look
ing at her without speaking. S!:o, too,
was pensive and silent, while the tire
sputtered and sang, the great logs
slowly melting, the flames tossing
wisps of smoke into the chimney still
booming to the wind.
"1 know, too, that 1 am not French."
she presently resumed, "but I djn't
know just how I know it. My first
words must have been English, for I
have always dreamed of talking in that
language, and my dimmest half recol
lections of the old days are cf a large,
white house and n sott voiced blue
woman, who sang to me in that lan
guage the very sweetest songs in the
Beverley listened as one who bears a
clever reader Intoning a strange and
captivating poem. To his mind It was
clear that she belonged tQ the Tarlo»
ton family of Virginia, Youth always
concludes a matter at once. Ho knew
some of the Tarletons. But it was a
widely scattered family, its members
living in almost every colony In Amer
ica. The crest he recognized at a
glance by the dragon on the helmet
with three stars. It was not for a wo
man to bear. But doubtless-it had
been enameled on the locket merely as
a family mark, a3 was often doa* lu
"The black wociau wt'.s your r.urso,
/our uiammy," lie said. "I know by
that quel liy your prayer In English as
well as by your locket that you are of
a good old family."
Like most nouthemors. lie had siro-is
Taiili in genealogy, and lie lu.' l at liU
tongue's tip the names of all tlio old
families. The farter*, tlie Blairs, the
Fitzhugiis, the Hansons, the Ran
dolphs, the Lees, the I.udwells, the
Joneses, the Beverleys, the Tarletons—
a whole catalogue of them stretched
back iu his memory, Jltf knew tlio
poat pf artus displayed by each bouse,
tie could repeat their legends.
"I wish yoy could tell me more," he
went on. "Can't you recollect any
thing further about your early child;
hood, your first impressions iliy house,
the woman who taught you to pray,
the old black mammy? Any little thing
might be of priceless value as evi
"There is absolutely inrre to
tell," she said-. ''All suy life I have
tri"d to remember more, but it's im
possible; I can't get any further jback
or call up another thing. There's no
use trying. It's all like a dream; prob
ably it is one. Ido have sqch dreams.
In my sleep J |in myself into tho
air just as easy and fly back to the
aame big white house that I seem to
remember. When you told me about
your home it was like something that I
had often seen before. I shall ho
dreaming about it next
Bevejlpy »n\'x» t|Uestioned her from
every possible point of view. He was!
fascinated with the mystery, but she
gave him nothing out of which the
least further light could be wi(. X
half hroed JI seemed, had been
\ier. Indian foster mother, a silent,
grave, watchful guardian from whom
not a hint of disclosure ever fell. She
was moreover a Christian who
had received her from nil
English si».aMti£i Protestant mission
ary. She pray«d with Alice, thus keep
ing In the child's mind a perfect mem
ory of the Lord's prayer.
"Well," said Beverloy at (as», "you
ard more of u mystery to ute tho lon
j#r I know you,"
"Then I must grow every day more
distasteful to you."
"No; I love mystery."
He went away feeling a new. vyeb of
interest binding hin» to this inscrutable
w hus« life steenied to him at
once so full of idyllic happiness and so
enshrouded in tantalizing doubt. At
the first opportunity he frankly ques
tioned M. Boussillon, with n<> helpful
result. The big moan told the
same ray-agc-r »tory. The woman was
Uying it) the t!m« of a great epidemic
which killed most of her tribe. She
gave Alice to M. Roussillon, but told
him not a word about her ancestry or
previous life, That w«(» a".
A wisa old man when he finds liiui
fccif in a blind alley no sooner touches
the terminal wall than he faces about
and goes back the way he came. Un
der like circumstances a young man
must needs try to batter ',he wall down
with his bead In Beverley's case the
was profoundly disturbing. And
now Ue elutehed the thought that Alice
was not a mere child of the woods, but a
daughter of an old family of cavaliers!
With coat buttoned close against the
driving wind he toward the fort
ftnu ut- tliose melodramatic moods
>o which youth In all climes and times
is subject. It was like a slap in the
face when Captain Helm met him at
the stockade gate and said:
"Well, sir, you arc go»ii at hiding."
What do you mean, Cap
tain Helm?" he demanded, not in the
"I mean, sU\ that I've been hunting
fpr J<JII for an hour and more over the
Whole of this town. The English and
Indians are upon i::., and th re's 110
time for fooling. Where ere :ill the
Beverley comprehended the situation
in a second. Helm's face was congest-
t'«l with exoiti'iiK-nt. Some s<- nits li.:d
come in with the news that tiovcrcor
Hamilton, at tli<> head of st>» or O«i
soldiers nnd Indians, was only three or
four tuilo.s up th" river.
"Where are all the men?" Helm re
"liiilTalo hunting, most of them." said
"What in thunder are they off hunt
ing l>tiff:i!o's for?" ra;,'«Ml the e-;«.-ited
"You might go to thunder and see,"
Hi'verley said, and they both laughed
in sheer masculine contempt of a prc-
Jii-ament too grave for anything but
What could they do? Even Oncle Ja
zon and lifne de Itonville were o£f with
the 'maters, llel'.n s;-nt fur M. Itous
fiiiW -. in the desperate hope that he
could suggest something, but he lost
his head and hustivd off to hide his
money and valuables. Indeed the
French people all felt that, so far as
they were concerned, the chief thing
was to sine what they had. They wi-H
knew that it mattered little which of
the two masters held over theni—they
must shift for themselves. In the'r
hearts they were true to France and
America; but France and America
could not now protect th in against
Hamilton, therefore It would %«> like
suicide to magnify patriotism % any
other sentiment objectionable to the
English. So they acted upon M. Kous
sillon's advice and offered no resistance
when the new army approached.
"My poor people are not disloyal to
your tiag and your cause," said good
Father Beret next morning to Captain
Helm, "hut they are powerless. Win
ter is upon us. What would you have
us do? This rickety fort is not availa
ble for defense. The men are nearly a'.l
far away on the plains. Isn't it the
part of prudence and common sense to
make the best of a desperate situation?
Should we resist, the Bgtish and their
savage allies would destroy the town
and commit outrages too horrible to
think aikiut. In this ease diplomacy
promises much more than a hopeless
fight against an overwhelming force."
"I'll fight 'nt, li. Iu» ground wit bo*
#,-ecn his teeth. ' i;' 1 have to do it sin-
I e handed and alone! I'll tijJtt 'em!"
Father Beret smihd grimly, as if he,
too, would enjoy a lively skirmish, and
"I admire your courage, my son.
Fighting is perfectly proper upon fair
occasion. But think of the poor women
and children. These old eyes of mine
have sen some terrible things done by
enraged savages. Men can die lighting,
but their poor wives and daughters
alt, 1 have seen, I have seen!"
Beverley felt a pang of terror shoot
through his heart as Father Beret's
simple words made him think of Alice
in connection with the Indian massacre,
"Of course, of course it's horrible to
think of," said Helm, "but my duty is
clear, and that flag" —he pointed to
where la banniere d'Alice Uoussillon
"That Jlti'j nt 4 eowic down save in ,
was almost blowing away in the cold j
wind—"that flag shall not come down
save iu full honor,"
Ilis speech sounded preposterously j
boastful and hollow, but he was man- j
fully in earnest. Every word came :
from his brave heart.
Father Beret's grim- sutilo returned, j
lighting up his strongly marked face
with the strongest expression imagina
"We will get all the women inside the
fort," Helm began to say.
"Where the Indians will find them
ready penned up and at their mercy,"
quickly interpolate*! the priest. "That
will not do."
♦'Well, then, what can be done?" Bev
erley demanded, turning with a fierce
stare upon Father Beret. "Don't stand
there objecting to everything, with not 6
a suggestion at your own to offer." c
"i know what is best foV my people," '
the old man replied softly, still smil
ing. "I have advised them to stay in' '
side their houses aud take no part iu
the military event, tt is the only hope
of aytmiug au Indiscriminate massacre
and things worse."
The curt phrase, "things worse,"
went like a bullet stroke through Bev
erley's heart. It flashed au awful pic
ture upau hrs vision. Father Beret saw
his face whiten and his lips set them
selves to resist a great emotion.
"Do not be angry with me, my son,"
he said. laying a hand on the young
man's arm. "I may IK> wrong, but I
act upon long and convincing experi
"Experience or no experience." Helm
exclaimed, with an oath, "this fort
must be manned and defended. I am
"Yes. I recognize your authority," re
sponded the priest in a firm yet defer
ential tone, "and I heartily wish you
had a garrison. But where is your com
mand, Captain Helm?"
"Where js, my garrison, you ask! Yes,
and I can tell you. It's where you
»U'ght expect a gang of dad blasted
jabbering French #ood for nothings
to be, off high gannieking around
shooting buffaloes instead oi staying
here and defending their wives, chil
dren, homes and country! The few I
have in tho fort will sneak off, I sup
"The French gave you this post ou
easy terms, captain," blandly retorted
"Yes, and they'll hand it over to
Hamilton, you think, on the same
baUs," cried Helm, "but I'll show you!
I'll show you, Mr. Priest!"
"Pardon me, captain. The French are
loyal to you and to the flag yonder.
They have sworn it. Time will prove
it. But in the present desperate dilem-
UIH \\v must choose the safer horn."
Saying this Father Beret turned
about and went his way. lie was
chuckling heartily as he passed out of
"He Is right," said Beverley after a
few moments of reflection, during
which he was wholly occupied with
Alice, whose terrified face In his an
ticipation appealed to him fr<jui the
midst of howling savages, smoking
cabins and mangled victims of lust and
massacre, ills imagination painted the
nceiKj Willi a merciless >•»>»"
chilled his blood. AH the sweet ro
mance fell away from Vlncennes.
"Well, sir, right or wrong, your duty
Is to oliey onlers." said lleliu with bru
"We had better not quarrel, cap
tain." Beverley replied. "I have not
signified any unwillingness to obey
your commnods. Give them, and you
will have i>o cause to grumble."
"Forgive me, old fellow I" cried the
Impulsive tvainiander. "I know you
are true as steel. I s'pose I'm wound
up too tight lo be polite. But the time
is coming 13 do something. Here we
are with bu' five or six men"—
He was Interrupted by the arrival of
two more lif.'f breed scouts.
Only thre» miles away was a large
flotilla of txTjts and canoes with can
a force cf Indians on land aD«J
the British flag flying—that was the
"They arc moving rapidly," said the
spokesman, "and will lie here very
toon. They are at least COO strong, ell
"Push that gun to the gate and load
it to the muzzle, Lieutenant Beverley,"
Helm ordered with admirable firm
ness, the purple flush in his face giving
way to a grayish pallor. "We are go
ing to die right here or have the hon
ors of war."
Beverley obeyed without n word. He
even loaded two puns instead of one,
charging each so heavily that the last
wad looked as if ready to leap from
the grimy mouth.
Helm had already begun, on receiv
ing the lirst report, a hasty letter to
Colonel Clark at Kaskaskla. He now
added a few words and at the last mo
ment sent it out by a trusted man. who
was promptly captured by Hamilton's
advance guard. The missive, evident
ly written in installments during the
slow approach of the British, is still in
the Cunadlan archives, and runs thus:
Dear Sir—At this time there Is an army
within three miles of this place; I heard
of their coming several Jays beforehand.
I sent spies to find the certainty—the spies
being taken prisoner I never got intelli
gence till they got within three miles of
town. As I had called the militia and had
411 assurances of their Integrity I ordered
at the firing of a cannon every man to
appear, but I saw but few. Captain
Buseron behaved much to his honor and
credit, but I doubt the conduct of a cer
tain gent. Excuse haste, as the army is
in sight. My determination is to defend
the garrison, (sic) though I have but
twenty-one men but what has left me. I
refer you to Mr. Wmea (sic) for the rest.
The army Is within three hundred yards
of tho village. You must think how I
feci; not four men that I really depend
upon; but am determined to act brave
think of my condition. I know it U out of
my power to defend the town, as not one
of the militia will tako arms, though bo
fore sight of th« »rmy no braver men.
There la u (lag at a small distance, I
must conclude. Tour humble servant,
LEO D HELM.
To Colonel Clark.
Having completed this task, the let
ter shows under what a nervous strain.
Helm turned to his lieutenant and
"Fire a swivel with a blank charge.
We'll give these weak kneed parlvvoos
one more call to duty. Of course not a
frog eater of them all will come. But
I said that a gun aliould be the signal.
Possibly they didn't hear the first one,
the deaf, cowardly hounds!"
Beverley wheeled forth tlie swivel
and rammed a charge of powder home.
But when he fired it the effect was fur
from what it should have been. In
stead of calling U> a fresh body of mili
tia it actually drove out the few who
up to that moment had remained as a
garrison, so that Captain Helm antl
his lieutenant found themselves quite
alone in the fort, whilo out I; 'fore the
gate, deployed ttne open order, a
strong U»e of British soldiers ap
proached with sturdy steps, led by a
tall, erect, ruddy faced young ofilcer.
[TO BE COXTVTVSD.]
Boutin With Purrbaie an Old New
"Lagniappe" Is a purely local lustltu>
tlon, and the word Itself Is a localized
one, signifying a bonus, generally In
kind, given to a customer with each
purchase, name trifling article added
gratuitously to a purchase in the retail
shops of the city or the public markets.
For the origin of the custom of giv
ing "lagniappe" ucd the history of the
word one must go back to the early
colonial traditions of Louisiana. The
tkld ereole legend runs that when Lou
isiana was ceded to Spain the Spanish
venders opened their shops in the
French quarter side by side with the
old French marchands. A great rivalry
sprang up between them.
In the quarter lived an old Spanish
gentleman who had a pet monkey.
Whenever he went to make his pur
chases of groceries or provisions he
took his monkey with him. Joco, as
the monkey was called, was a great
thief. While his master would be
making his purchases he would quickly
seize upon the nearest articles that suit
ed his fancy, nuts, fruits, candy or the
like, and eagerly devour them.
lie was so quick and dextrous that
he would have the article between his
teeth before his master or the vender
would be aware. Now, the colonial
Spanish had a "provincial word, "el
uiape," signifying one who Is skillful
or dextrous. Joco became so well knowu
in the stores for his great dexterity In
grasping whatever came In his reach
that the Spanish, like the French, fond
of giving nicknames, called him "El
Whenever the old Spaniard, who was
very liberal in buying, would appear
with his monkey, as he would conclude
his purchases the marchands would
hand him a stick of candy, a handful
of nuts or the like, saying, "This Is for
El Niape." The little children, seeing
the monkey get a bonus of candy, fruit,
etc., thought they ought to have some,
too, and would hold out their hands
nfter every purchnse for "el niape."
The custom s-ew, and as the two
French and Spanish, amalgamat
ed the Creoles softened the old term "el
niape" in the half French, half Span
ish, "Ingniappe," the term used today.
The pleasant institution of this petty
• gratuity was looked upon as such a
gracious and kindly custom that It took
firm root among the various nationali
ties that poured Into New Orleans aft
er the American occupation. Bold must
be the vender who would refuse In New-
Orleans to give "lagniappe" to the lit
tle child who holds out its hand in con
fident expectation. In many shops it
is ysed to encourage custom. To such
atrextent had this gone some years ago
that a bill was Introduced into the leg
islature to abolish "lagniappe."
There was such a hue and cry In fa
vor of the old custom that the bill was
postponed indefinitely. It was declared
"lagniappe" was one of our own Loui
siana institutions, peculiar to ourselves,
a generous old time custom that iu Its
open henrtedness had nothing in com
mon with the mercenary spirit of the
Other things might go. but "lagnl
appe" must stay. And so it did, a kind
ly relic of a day that is gone, a custom
that often puzzles the stranger, but
which has only to be explained to make
him more than ever pleased with the
warmth and the glow that come from
the heart of this Franco-Spanish city
in the bend of the crescent.—New Or
THE REICHSTAG GASPED.
#aru II lluarrd After Hommien
Called lliamarrk to Order.
Mommsea's absent mindedness led
liiui into* nil sorts of predicaments.
One of the most amusing of these was (
concerned with his first—and last—ap
p< v. ranee in tl; • relchstag. While Bis
marck was chancellor of the empire
Mommsen v\as elected to the lower
branch of the imperial parliament by
the Social Democrats. The student
body escorted him from the university
to the relchstagsgebaude and through
the galleries, prepared to give their fa
vorite professor's maiden speech "a
good sendoff." What happened is thus
"After he had taken his seat Momm
sen was observed to fumble in his
pockets and draw out a paper thirt the
students supposed was the speech In
question. No sooner had he done this
than Bismarck arose to address the
house. As usual, silence the most pro
found reigned until the chancellor had
begun to till the chamber with his
resonant and powerful voice. But not
the slightest attention did Mommsen
pay to the great Bismarck. The emi
nent historian sat absorbed in his pa
per, which he held close up to his nose
after his usual manner.
"Suddenly, without warning, a most
amazing thing happened, liismarck,
he who ruled Germany with a rod of
iron, was in the middle of one of his
most earnest addresses, when up
Jumped a member of the reichstag and
" 'Stop! Stop! Stop!'
"It was Mommsen. The spectators
were horror struds. Bismarck stood
aghast. But Mowinsen, peering ex
citedly about him with his almost
sightless eyes, ag»ln raised his voice
" 'That foolish student! That foolish
student! Is he going to talk all day?
What foolish student is it that talks,
talks, talks, tts If we had nothing to
do but listen to his talk? If he is not
quiet at onee I shall call the attendant
and have him removed.' And Momm
sen resumed his seat.
"For perhaps a minute tbe stillness
was like unto that which abides in the
grave. Then a great burst of laughter
awoke the echoes and rolled up to the
roof, and in it Bismarck had to Join,
for the explanation of the great his
torian's outburst was evident to all.
The paper he had been examining was
one connected with his duties as a pro
fessor, and he thought be still was at
the university. With his mind intent
upon the paper, in which he was deep
ly interested, undoubtedly Bismarck's
powerful voice sounded in his ears like
the monotonous buzz, buzz, buzz of a
bee. When he awoke to the nature of
his surroundings and learned who It
was that he had commanded to keep
still, 'Old Mommsen the Orphan' was
overcome, and never again could ho
be induced to enter the reichstagsge
baude."—Frank Barkley Copley In
It was not until the date we now
should term 532 A. D. that a monk
named Dlonyslus Exlguus, a Scythian
by birth, suggested that ail Christiane
should adopt the epoch of the birth of
ChHst as a starting point for counting
time. At that time the precise date of
the Dirth of Christ had actually been
forgotten. Dlonyslus made researches
and eventually decided that it oc-"
curred on the 25th day of Decem
ber, in the seven hundred and fifty
third year from the foundation of
Borne, aud to this date the Christian
world has ever since adhered, though
It Is now well known to be Incorrect.
At first it was suggested that the
Christian year should commence from
tliat day—Dec. 25. But this was
found inconvenient, and eventually the
ordinary Roman usage of commencing
the year on Jan. 1 was adopted, so
that our calendar dates from New
Year's day of the seven hundred and
fifty-fourth year from the founding of
Dead D«r> and Corlca.
The Parisian ragpicker is a well
known character to all who have trav
ersed the streets of that capital at
night, but he has a colleague concern
ing whom little is said or known, the
"dead dog" and "old cork" collector.
Why these two Industries should go
together Is Inexplicable, but such is
the case. Dead dogs are by no means
bad property. The skin fetches from
twopence to threepence when it has
not become deteriorated by long res
idence in the water. The fat la
worth fivepence the two and one
third pounds, and the bones also
sell for a trifle. The corks are by
no means so valuable, as after they
have been cleaned and pared they will
only sell for fivepence per hundred. The
profession is only sufficiently lucra
tive to maintain a few members (2
francs a day being the average gain),
who reside for the most part in that
chiffonier quarter, the Rue Petit, Cite
If Quentin Matsys had a picture on
the easel Wolsey was ready to pur
chase It. If there was n curious clock
it was secured for him. His fondness
for tapestry amounted to a passion-
Trusty agents ransacked the conti
nent to procure choice sets of arras,'
new and old. for the rising palace. If|
the owner generally preferred Scrip
tural subjects, as became a prince ofi
the church, he also collected many
hangings wrought with scenes from !
classic or mediaeval story. Thus, while!
the walls of one chamber set forth!
the history of Samuel or David or Es
ther, those of another glowed with the (
labors of Hercules, the woes of Priamj
or the "Romaunte of the Rose." In thej
rooms where he received visitors the
tapestries were changed once a week.'
THE SCIENCE OF A LIGHT.
Cheap Acetylene Gin Warn Dl»coT*r
ed by an Accident.
Cheap commercial acetylene gas was
discovered by accident. Willson, a sci
entific experimenter, belleYed that near
ly all metallic oxides could be reduced
to a metallic state by heating them to
an extremely high temperature by the
voltaic arc in the presence of free car
bon. Aluminium had been successfully
reduced in this way. Mr. Willson
■wished to obtain metallic calcium. He
therefore mixed a quantity of quick
lime with pulverized coke and brought
the mixture to a high temperature by
the action of the voltaic arc. He ex
pected to obtain a white metal, but In
stead he appeared to produce nothing
but slag. This was thrown into the
yard, and one day at noon while the
boys were having their luncheon they
picked up these bits of slag and threw
them at each other. One piece fell into
a pail of water and produced a bub
bling effect and a strong odor. This at
tracted Mr. Willson's attention, and
upon investigation lie found that the
strong smelling gas was extremely In
flammable. Further investigation re
vealed that it was pure acetylene gat.—
Sir Hiram Maxim in Harper's Weekly.