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A SILENT SOLDIER OF ADVERSITY.
How do I know the nteasure of woe How <lo I know whftt the others owe
Your patience has bravely spanned, To the love and the life you've laid
And the foes you've fought aud the crowns On the cold, hard stone of a duty known—
you've wrought That cun never be half repaid V
With you.- proud, determined hand V Bring me the coffers you've richly filled,
Read me a story of kinga aud queens In their treasures green with mold.
Of a royal, loyal race. And the empty heart that will sometimes
And the honest share of the glory you wear smart
Will be easy for me to trace. Glows richer tlmn wasted gold.
llow do I know you have struggled so How do I know?—as the world should know,
To conquer the mad despair With none of it« pitying praise—
Of nights so blaok there was never a track, With a sense of guilt for the barriers built
And scarcely the heart to care? 'Cross most of your earnest ways.
Paint me the spirit of youth suppressed Where are the records of those who wait
With a harness of galling fit. Till the others are cheered and crowned?
And his tears may shine with a grace divine In the grand review of the tried and true
If they spring from your style of grit. Your name is the bravest found.
—George E. Howen.
« The Corporal's Story. \
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"What a splendid place for ghosts!"
exclaimed a visitor at Montauk Point
in the presence of one of the provost
guards, while the latter was patrolling
up and down along the top of the ridge
that commands a view of the whole
country from the wood line over"Amu
gansett way" to the tall white light
house on the Point eight miles away.
The guard, who wore the crossed
sabres and the number of a troop that
made itself famous at Han Juan,
looked wistfully across the deep valley
toward the little cemetery lying on a
knoll near the furthest edge of the
city of tents. The visitor was a
woman, who had just arrived and
climbed the hill to get the view. She
had seen nothing of the war's after
math, hud not even noted the ceme
tery, which seemed to the guard to
stand up above everything else, even
above the lighthouse, and was gener
ally the only thing that he did set-.
The woman stood waiting for a
reply, but as none seemed forthcoming
she passed on, humming the air of a
topical song,and seated herself on the
inward slope of the valley. In all the
camp there was not a spot wherein
one could hide, except these three
slopes,and as the provost himself was
well out of the way the guard dis
mounted, tethered his horse and
stood as if still deliberating what to
do. The woman, who had been joined
in the meantime by three friends, mo
tioned him to join the party, and he
"Are there any ghosts here, officer?"
she asked, noting the yellow chevrons,
Which denoted the guard's rank as a
"Yes'm," said the soldier, standing
at attention. "I've seen lots of 'em
here, too. More than you would
think. You haven't seen our grave
yard here yet, have you? There it
is, over there. You can uee the
crosses if you'll climb up on this
The four visitors rose and, mount
ing to the top of one of the many
bowlders,followed the direction of the
soldier's figure and then resumed
their seats to listen.
"Them's where we bury 'em, miss.
There's nigh onto 200 of 'em there.
Every one of 'em was a soldier just
like me, but now there's nothiu' more
of 'em but just them pieces of wood."
"Did you know any of them?" asked
the eldest of the newcomers sympa
Her tone appealed to the guard's
mood,,encouraged him to talk, and he
began his tale:
"Yes'm. I know'd 'em. I buried
50 of 'em, an' ten was my bunkies
down Arizony afore I come out east
here. They wasn't all men what you'd
say went to lieavin, but the e's one
man there all alone in one corner with
just 'Jones' on the cross, au' if—well
he's gone for good now.
"Jones went under half a dozen !
names, a new one in every regiment
he joined, from Fort Sill to up hero in
Vermont. He enlisted when I did
first, and we got out each time when
we had done three years. The first
time he says to me: 'Dave, what are
you goin' to do?'
" '(Jo in again," says I, when I get I
back from the ole man's.'
" 'So am I,' says he. 'Let's go in
together!' An' we did; an' when the
■war come on we were bunkies, just
like we had been for 20 years, and we
weut down there to fight together.
"Jones always was quiet. Y r ou i
couldn't get uothin' out of him, never. j
One time T fas drinkin' and .Tones he j
was sober, for he never would drink
when I was at it, nor any other time
very much for that matter. He was
tiying to tell me that I was a fool, an'
I got mad.
" 'You're a jailbird, Jones,' says I,
•or you wouldn't bo always changiu'
your name. I've been bunkiu' with a
jailbird for 15 years, and now I'm
done. 1 don't know no man with
three names an' one who ain't got no
folks,an' I'm done with you for good.'
"There was a whole troop there
when I says it, and Jones turned
white an' shut his lips, too, but he
never said a word an' went back to the
barracks. If he'd smashed me I'd 'a
thought more of him, then, but when
I waked up at reveille next mornin' it
was in the guardhouse, an' .Tones he
was in there, too, lor helpin' a drunken
soldier, that was me, run the guard
an* get in without bein' nipped. I
was the colonel's orderly an' got oft'
light, but Jones ho got ten days. It
don't take long for things to get
around in barracks with nothin' but
parade an' your horse aud equipments
to kill the time between drills, an' it
wasn't long afore the fellers began
givin' me a wide range. I had clean
forgot insultin' Jones when I woke up
in the guardhouse an' didn't know it
till one of my old bunkies told me.
Then I weut to Jones an' says,' Jones,
I didn't treat ye right when I called
ye a jailbird, and I wants ye to come
oat here afore the fellers an' let me
make it square.'
" 'No,' said he. 'we're both of as
jailbirds now, Dave, an' birds of a
feather flock together. It's all right.'
"Jones paid me back,but not in my
coin by a blamed sight. The night
before the charge on San Juan I was
picket, but Jones wasn't. It was
against orders for anybody but the
pickets to be out, but along about 2
j o'clock in the mornin' 1 was walk;"'
right agin the edge of the bushes
wateliiu' the lights in the city and
: strainin' my ears to hear a sound and
wonderin' what the Spaniards were
doin' and thinkin' about on the night
before a fight, when Jones came sneak
in' up to me with a stick over his
shoulder making believe he was a
picket, so he could pass the corporal's
challenge if he was caught, an' he
" 'Dave, I want to talk to you.
Something tells me that this is my
last chance. I've been tryin' to get
my nerve up ever since I found you,
but some way J was afraid that you
would cut me like you said you would
the night that you were drunk, an'
you're the only man I've ever wanted
as a friend, for i picked you out to
tell the story to when 1 saw you down
at Fort Sill.'
"He hadn't gone no further than
that when the corporal came along
an' caught us both. I gave the coun
tersign, an' it was all right, but I
hadn't had time to give it to Jones,an'
he was caught square. It was guard
house for him an' irons for me, an' I
would have got it right there if there
hadn't been two things happen. When
we went up before the captain, Jones
" 'Captain, I'm the wrong man
here. I went out to talk to Dave; let
him oft' an' give it to me.'
"The captain didn't have time to
answer when in come a scout report
in' that the enemy was doin' some
thing out there in the trenches an' we
, might be attacked. I never went to
: the guardhouse, but Jones did some
how or other. The corporal says that
after the scare was over Jones reported
armed like he was when he turned out
at the sudden order an' says: 'Cor
poral, 1 report for punishment.' They
put him in the rear, but I stayed out
on the line expectin' to be called in
any minute an' ironed. Somehow
they forgot me, an' I've never heard
a word of it since. It came light
pretty soon, an' it wasn't long after
j the batteries opened up on each other
across the valley before we went into
action. I was in the rear line when
we went in, but the line didn't last for
j more than two miuutes. We had to
scrap the best we could, and every
man was doin' his best to keep nearest
I the colonel.
"We got right on the edge of the
first ditch when one of them Spaniards
up anil jabbed at me with his bayonet.
He hit me full in my stomach, but the
I point hit my buckle and knocked me
| down backward. I was winded an'
| tried to get a shot at him, when he
emptied his six-shooter into me aud
left me lyin' there with four scorchin'
wounds au' storming like blazes.
"I'd have been willing to die the
I next minute if I could have just got a
shot into him, when some feller shot
| right over me, an' the Spaniard
I dropped. It was Jones goin' at him
full tilt to finish him. He'd a done
it, too,but the Spauiard grabs a pistol
that some other feller had dropped an'
blowed a hole in his head right there
1 before Jones could get at him.
"I came to in the hospital with a
I fever on top of my wounds, an' in the
next cot was Jones with a hole in his
head an' near breathin' his last. I
got well, and Jones got better, but he
: knew that he wouldn't get well an' so
did I. The men said Jones was
; draggin' me off when he got hit and
\ that they fouud us both. Jones lyin'
under me grippiu' my sleeve and both
lofns as near dead as any two men
could be. Jones never would say
that he was tryin' to get me away till
the last minute. He never got alile to
walk, if the doctor did say his wound
bad healed. They brought him up
here, and I came along to take care of
him. He lived till we got in the bay
over there, au' then he died, his head
ion my knee.
"The last thing he says was: 'I
never got to tell you the story, Dave.
You needn't think anything of my
dyiu,' for I tried to do it. I was more
than willin' anyway, an' more still for
i you. I took a life once when there
wasn't any war. I haven't been able
! to sleep since without seein' my ghost,
an' in dark nights when you're on
picket down there, when you go back
to finish the fight, an' yon see my
ghost, you'll know I've come to do
picket duty with ye, for you look just
the image of her brother,him I killed;
an' I—l loved her, Dave, an' she
died when I did my crime.' "
The trooper arose and looked over
at the graveyard again, but it was
time for retreat, and already he could
see the night guard coming aloug the
tops of the distant hills back by the
j regimental camp.—New York Sun.
THE WORLD ON BALL BEARINC&
The Itoller Skating Cram About to S«e«|
Over the Country Again.
The announcement that the "roller
skating craze" is about to sweep over
the country again this winter will at
tract public attention to the mauner
in which the discovery of the ball
bearing principlo hns revolutionized
mechanical construction in a vast
number of industrial activities. So
universal has become the adoption of
this principle in all devices where it
is desirable to do away with friction
that the world may be said at this
time to be actually moving along on
Of course the ball bearing idea
reached its greatest mechanical per
fection in the modern bicycle. This
acme of easy and delightful locomo
tion would not have been possible
without the ball bearing axle. The
hub of the wheel is filled with little
steel balls that press against the axle
and revolve around it with the motion
of the wheel, thus reducing friction
to a minimum—in fact,almost entirely
• destroying it. The average person
who glides smoothly along on a bi
cycle has little conception of the in
creased muscular effort that would be
required to propel his vehicle if
mounted on the old style of axles.
But the bicycle can claim no
monoply of the ball bearing principle.
Fortunately it is one of those inven
tions upon which no man or combina
tion of men has a monoply. The
farmer enjoys the luxury <>f a device
that dispenses with friction when ha
rides his sulky plow; it has shoved up
the fast records of the turf several
notches; it has enabled the housewife
to push her heavy furniture from one
room to another without hiring two
or tlu ee muscular men to do it for her.
The old-time castor that used to dig
deep furrows into the hard wood floor
has given place to the easy running
ball bearing castor, which makes u
piano as light as a baby cab.
And now it has taken hold of the
roller skate and threatens to revive a
winter pastime that at one time took
all the cities and towns by storm.
Palatial rinks are being erected all
over the country, and old ones are
being remodeled and repaired. Wheu
the people find how easy it is to glide
along 011 a ball bearing roller skate
it is believed by enthusiasts that the
rinks will not be large enough to hold
Something is needed in winter to
fill the same place that bicycling Joes
in summer. Our winters cannot be
depended upon for outdoor skating.
No one can deny that roller skating,
if properly conducted in well managed
rinks, is a healthful and invigorating
exercise. It would wot be strange if
the same mechanic il device which has
placed more thun half the human fam
ily on wheels in the summer should
put them 011 roller skates in the win
This is a swift moving age. The
ball bearing principle is destroying
the friction of life. We are moving
along more rapidly each year and with
less expenditure of human energy.
Perhaps the twentieth century will
find the entire human family gliding
along 011 ball bearing shoes.
UUAINI AND CURIOUS.
The nails 011 amputated fingers con
tinue to grow.
Football is played with bare feet by
the natives of India.
It is customary in China to con
gratulate a fat man, because it is taken
for granted that lie must be rich.
It is a curious circumstance that
some of the most important inven
tions have been discovered by luna
Unbreakable mirrors are now made
by putting a coating of quicksilver on
the back of a very thin plate of cellu
An ear of corn 12 3-4 inches long
was exhibited on 'change in Cincinnati
recently. One industrious broker
counted the grains on it and found
there were over a thousand of them.
A huge sun dial made entirely of
plants and flowers adorns the South
Park, Chicago. The standard which
casts the shadows is also decked with
flowers and is made to resemble a
gigantic ear of corn.
A mean rogue in Keutland, Ind., is
warned by a farmer, who has inserted
this advertisement in the local paper:
"I am watching for the man that milks
my cow. It' I catch him, I intend to
shut my eyes and shoot at the cow.—
A chicken with a comb weighing
over a pound is owned by John I>. Rey
nolds of Newark, N. J. At night
the fowl rests 011 a perch four inches
from the ground, with its head bent
forward, so that the comb can repose
011 the earth. Otherwise, the weight
of the comb would cause the chicken
to topple over.
When SIOOO Looked Big.
Divide anything up into pairs and
you magnify it. A certain wise man
took this way to give his wife an idea
of money. Her purchases were enor
mous. It happened one day that liet
eye fell upon a magnificent riug and
she coveted it. It cost SIOOO, but
what was $1001) to lier in comparison
to the ring? Of course her husbaud
consented to the purchase. What else
could a dutiful, affectionate husband
do? But he tried this method of edu
cating his wife concerning the great
price of the ring. He instructed his
banker to seud the SIOOO in small
pieces —pennies, dimes, quarters. In
came the money, bagful after bagful.
She never had such an idea of sJool>
before. When the money was piled
before her it alarmed her; the price
of the ring went up a hundredfold,
and was considered at once an extrav
agancy which she of her own option
NEW YORK FASHIONS. 1!
' J|| THE LATEST DESIGNS FOR WINTER COSTUMES
NEW YORK CITT (Special).—ltseemß
to be a foregone conclusion that the
model skirt is to tit absolutely glove
like about the hips, defining the figure
in an astonishing manner, and widen-
LADIES' SKIRT WITH POINTED FLOUNCE.
ing out at the bottom. The pointed
flounce, as shown in the accompanying
design, is very popular, but the dress
makei s advise flat trimmings that do
not destroy the contour of the figure.
Embroideries and novel braidings will
be much used. The panel skirt will
be chosen by those who wish some
thing distinctive. The panel is usually
the front breadth, narrow at the top
aud widening out toward the hem.
Among the new methods for achiev
ing the flare at the bottom is plaiting
the lower fulness separately around
the bottom of the upper skirt. The
effect of one skirt draped above an
other so as to show the under one
only in part by raising it an inch or
two all round, and at one side raising
the drapery after the Greek manner,
WOMAN'S BASQUE WAIST.
or opening the sides, to show the
uniler petticoat, are all charming
models, which show oft' two distinct
shades of one fabric admirably, the
under petticoat always being of the
Polonaise motifs will abound in
trimmings, and enter into separate j
parts of a skirt by the additiou of a !
contrasting material to the polonaise
forming the length and fulness of the
drapery. There is no good reason
why the old style of double skirt
should not appear later, since the way
has been so well paved by it, unless
the slenderness now required for the
upper part of the figure remains as
fixed as it now is.
A Charming Waist.
Fancy ribbed poplin in willow green
and gray is the material chosen for the
charming waist that matches the skirt,
shown by May Manton in the large en
graving. The full front, yoke, collar
and revers are of silver-gray satin, the
trimming being of open bands of in
sertion, under which willow-green
ribbon is placed. Silver passemen
terie studded with small mock eme
ralds is used to decorate the low-cut
neck extending to the revers in front,
the wrists and lower edge of basque
waists. The waist is arranged over
fitted linings that close in centre front.
The yoke with full vest attached closes
at the left shoulder, or the fulness may
be sewed to the left front and close
invisibly in centre, while the yoke
closes over the gathers at top edge.
The fronts, shaped with single bust
darts, are laid in small side and box
pleats at the shoulders that taper to
the lower edge, the prettily pointed
revers being joined to the front edges
from the yoke down. Single bust
darts cause a smooth adjustment at
the sides and a very slight pouch ef
fect is caused by the fulness in front.
The seamless back is arranged over
regular back and side back forms,
small overlapping pleats in centre ad
justing the fulness at the lower edge.
Smooth under-arm gores join fronts to
back, and the lower edge is finished in
gracefully rounded outline. The close
fitting sleeves are topped with puffs
of fashionable fulness, the wrists be
ing finished with chiffon plisse to
match that at neck.
Separate waists may be made in this
style in oharmingcombinations of vel
vet and silk, plain and embroidered
taffeta or satin, figured and plain satin
or silk with lace, net or mousseline
over satin for yoke and vest. Plata
woolen*, such u cashmere or cloth,
may have front and revers of fancy
silk or satin, while fancy mixed wool
en fabrics are in better taste with solid
colors in combination.
To make this waist for a woman of
medium size will require two yards of
material forty-four inches wide.
Stylish Skating- Costumes.
Pretty skating costumes from Paris
are resplendent with fur or fancy
braid and gay with silver buttons that
are in reality tiny bells, jingling out
fairy music at every motion of the
wearer. The skirts of such suits are
cut close at the hip and somewhat full
below the knees, enabling the wearer
to move with freedom and adding
greatly to the sum of grace. Turbans
of astrakhan, broadtail and Persian
lamb are what the smart skaters wear.
These are round cap shaped things
with a tuft of bright feathers like a
shaving brush stuck up in front and
held by a pin of Russian silver.
A Color Scheme For a Wedding.
One of the prettiest weddings re
cently occurred in the Church of the
Heavenly Rest. It was remarkable
to the spectators because of the ex
quisite color scheme which prevailad.
The bride, very naturally, wore white;
the maid of honor wore pink, and the
seven bridemaids glimmered in silvery
green satin. They seemed like living
flowers—a white rose aud a pink one
with shining green leaves— and the
effect was wonderfully beautiful when
they passed down the aisle between
tall standards filled with sprays of
pink and of white roses.—Harper's
Gems to Match Costume*.
Women now spend much thought in
arranging their gems to match°their
costumes. Amethysts and all shades
of violet and purple gtones are fash
ionable. Green is a color much worn,
and women who do not possess
emeralds indulge in the inexpensive
olivine. The imitation stones are
now manufactured in such perfection
and they are arranged in such fine
settings that it is often difficult to dis
tinguish them from the genuine gems.
They can be obtained in every shade
to match various frocks.
The Girls' Smart Frock*.
Many smart frocks for little girls
are braided iu straight and zigzag
lines around the skirt above the hem.
The majority of the bodices end at the
waist in a baud, and jacket bodices
usually are held in places by a
belt. Yokes are frequently elaborate
ly braided and supplemented by cape
like trimmings on the shoulders, unit
ing in the epaulette, with a point fall
ing on the fore part of the arm.
Military Co»tuine For a Girl.
The rage for soldier clothes has
spread to the young folks and iorne of
the designs are very striking and
quaint looking. The accompanying
drawing is from a recent costume made
GIBL'S MILIABI COAT.
for a patriotic little miss in New York
City whose father has just returned
from the war.
A FOOL AND A WOMAN.
She never cared for him
Until there came a day
When he fell in love with her
And acted In such a way
As to fill his astonished friends
With feelings of dismay.
Men used honor him
For the good sense that he had,
Cut he fell in love with her
And carried on like mad,
And people suw, amazed,
And said it was too bad.
Then she that had never cared
And had turned to other men
Would deign to smile sometimes,
For, being a woman, when
She had made a fool of the man
fcshe rather liked him then.
Many people want to get in the
swim tor divers reasons.
School Teacher—Johnny, what is
tlie capital of the United (States?
Johnny- Money, mum.
Ethel—Do you meet many people
while wheeling? Tom—Oh, yes; I
run across a friend occasionally.
Ciaribel—They say he is worth half
a million, at the least! Matlea
How I should like to be his widow.
First Proud Parent—l am a daddy,
md it is a peach. Second Proud Par
ent — I am a daddy, too, but it is a
The Soldier—What were your ad
miral's last words? The Sailor—lie
didn't have any. His wife was uu
Manager—l can't use this play. It's
ioo long for the stage. Amateur
Dramatist—Why not make the stage
"Did you enjoy the cathedrals
ibroad, Miss Shutter?" "No; the
horrid things were too big for my
"Wonders will never cease. I just
saw a stone walk." "Pooh! That's
nothing. I have often seen A brick
Lady Visitor—What a pretty baby.
How old is he? Mamie (aged live;
I ain't quite sure, mum. We've had
hiiu about a year.
"You shall be rich and famous,"
srid the fortune teller. "Alas!" cried
the sitter. "Then lam undone. Fo
my dream was to devote my life to
"How habits cling to a man !" said
Mr. Suit!'. "I engaged an old ex-bar
ber to trim my lawn the other day,
and he asked me if 1 would have it
Teacher-—Now, boys, listen. Leath
er comes from the cow, and wool is
made into cloth and into coats. Now,
what is your coat made of —yours.
Tommy? Tommy (hesitating)— Out
"William," said the teacher, "can
you tell me anything about the shape
of the earth?" "Only what my fath
er found out in the newspaper."
"What is that?" "He says it's in a
mighty bad shape just at present."
"I don't know that I need any work
di n; about the house. What can you
d' , .ny good follow?" "Sir, in my
duv I've been a carpenter, a barber
ami a school teacher. L can shingle
your house, your hair or your boy."
"Doctor," said a fashionable belle,
"what do you think of tight lacing?'
The doctor solemnly replied: ".Madam,
all I can say is that the more a wom
an's waist is shaped like an hourglass
the sooner will her sands of life run
Mosher What are you doing with
all those bits of card in your pocket:
Wiswell—They are tickets at different
theatres. It says on each, ".Retain
this portion." It's an awful bore to
be obliged to carry so much paste
board about; but, then, what's a fel
low to do?
(irowth of Outlawry.
The recent attack 011 a railway train
in Texas by a gang of six armed men
is one among other signs that Ameri
ca, like many an older country, i»
capable of producing its own ban
In several of our cities—as a few
d:ys ago in London—companies of
n; ,Jess youths have given to quiet
citizens much alarm, aud have caused
the police a de.tl of hard rough, work.
Birds of a feather easily discover each
other and there is doubtless a ten
dency in the criminal clas-> to com
radeship and co-operative ente: pru-o.
Various causes are at work to pro
duce outlawry aud hoodluinism, and
not alone among the degraded poor.
Not neglected children onlv, but tin
mis-educated and ill-disciplined, con
tribute results to the army of evil. D
is thought that the tolerated lawless
ness of a lew college students is emu
lated by lads who never enter college
halls; that corrupt journalism and
rotten literature work like poison or
thoughtless minds; that the lax ad
ministration of the laws, the misan
thropy which broods on social wrongs;
and, perhaps more than all else, the
widespread disrespect for honest,
thorough work; the aversion to it,
and the lack of training necessary to
success in any form of industry, are
creating a class which lives by prey
ing upon society.
Bandits are not all meu of violence.
Many of the.n know that craft is less
dangerous, because less offensive,
than brutal robbery. Yet all com
binations for plunder, whether in de
fiance of law, bv evasion of it, or even
by the abuse of it, are of the same bad
quality. They alike expose property
and person to outrage and depreda
tion. Civilized society, acting in self
defence, while dealing with the evil
which shows itself above ground,
must also dig up the poisonous root,
It is estimated that of the whole
population of the globe about 90,00 C
die every dav.