THE VOICE OF THE DRUM.
The march of the ages through History!
page
la led by the resonant voice of the
drum.
And marking Its time beats the pulse of
In iaftllonH.
' It calls and Its votaries com.
Jfo slower, no faster, unmoved by dis
aster. Its fateful voice sounding the call for
Its own.
It summons the poet, the slave and his
muster.
The prince from the steps of the throne.
They M to Its ple;ullng anil follow Its
lea ilinc
Ik-fore It the voice of all nature Is
dumb:
The prayers of the priests und the tears
of thu mothers
Are lost In the roll of tho drum:
Come up, come up, come up to the can
non, Come up to the cannon, come up to the
cannon.
Come up, come up, come up to the can
non Oh, follow, oh, follow the, drum.
Still telling the story of conquest and
glory.
It speaks not of slaughter, tt recks not
of 1'iiln.
It tells not of corpses all mangled and
gory
The siren who lures not In vain.
Through the smoke of the battle Its echo
ing rattle,
8U11 calmly Insistent, rolls on In Its
might,
Till the timid grow bolder, nnd shoulder
to shoulder,
Press on In the thick of the fight.
The dead and the dying together are
lying
.With ears growing heavy and eyes
growing dumb,
But through all their moaning and over
their sighing
Still echoes the throb of the drum:
Come up, come up, come up to the can
non, Come up to the cannon, come up to the
cannon,
Come up, come up, conic up to the can
non Oh, follow, .oh, follow the drum.
-Annie J. Flint, In Youth's Companion.
I Paul Keister, I
Snake Charmer.
fllllSlllill
Ja By HraJford K. Daniels. 2
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IT was while working on the C. N.
railway that I first met Paul
Keister. We were fellow-enpineers
engaged in the const ruction of the
big bridge across South river, and
boarded at the same house,
i Although I was much older than he,
X was drawn to him from Ihe first.
Jlis (.ill, sensuous mouth, misty
brown eyes, and low, musical voice,
possessed a fascination for me, for
which now, when looking buck after
tie lapse of years, I aiu unable to
account. :.. " '
i When he looked at you he never
Eeemed to see you, but always 80-med
;iu lie ioomhk ,,-,, oeyonci
you into infinity. When quiet he had
a fashion of gazing fixedly before
him, evidently seeing nothing with
the physical silit. At. such times
llis eyes reminded me of deep pools
of water, in the depths of which
tihadowy, ungucsscd things were
moving about .
As we were the only boarders at
the little faiin-lioiise, we were thrown
together a good deal; and it soon be
came u habit with us to sit upon the
veranda oerlooking the river for a
while after Mippcr to smoke and
chat.
Keister, although only 2, had had
a wide experience, llis father, n
(ierman. had gone to India, and there
married a native girl. 1'aul was their
only child. The son had become a
civil engineer, and had worked with
a llrilish syndicate until the death
of his parents, when he had come to
Germany to his father's people, and
from there had drifted to America.
I can see him yet as he used to sit,
tilted back in his chair upon the
veranda, one leg thrown over the
other and a cloud of smoke about his
head. Occasionally he would run his
long, tapering fingers through his
wavy black hair, look out upon the
river as if he saw some object of in
terest upon its glassy surface, nnd
then begin in his low monotonous
voice one of his Indian yarns. His
descriptive powers were masterly,
un.i many 01 uiose eastern scenes
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are stamped upon my mind almost as
vividly as if I had been an eye-wit-lie?
s.
It was about the snake-charmers
that he heed to talk the best of all.
At tinu-s he would wax eloquent over
this uncanny theme, and his usual
notiehnh'iiee would give place to a
feverish earnestness. He used
maintain stoutlv that there is n sub
tle, nihility between snakes nnd the
human race, the psychology of which
Is not wholly understood.
"I tell you," he used 1o say, "you
have ii" idea how a snake unci a
man-who possesses 1lio gift can
read each other's thoughts. You talk
t.bout luind-readers; they've gut a lot
to learn yet from those dusky devils
in India who conjure with the de
scendants of the tempter of F.ve.
"Once 1 saved the life of a pro
fessional nnkc-churtner the old fel
Jow slipped into the river among the
crocodiles, and I pulled him out just
in the nick of timennd out of grati
tude, 1 presume, he gave me a few
lessons in his exalted art. I must
have been a very apt pupil, for be
fore I quit I could charm a cobra
every time."
For some moments he said noth
ing more, but fell into one of his
'old fits of abstraction. Presently he'
.roused himself and said, with a slight '
shiver although It waa July: "My!
but there was a fearful fascination
boot it!" Then he rose abruptly
ftnd went into the house, leaving me
wondering.
Some tlnjrs after this conversation
one of the navvies a treacherous
looking Spaniard struck a fellow.
workman over the head with ft shovel
. ....
and killed him outright. In the even
ing we were sitting on the veranda
as usual, nnd I remarked: Of course
they'll hang the fellow, and he richly
deserves it."
"They haven't any right to hang
him or anybody else," Keister replied
sharply. "I)o you suppose that devil
ish Spaniard could keep from brain
ing poor Mike? No more than a
wolf can keep from killing a lamb
that crossed its path. It was the fel
low's nature, I tell you; and a man
can't change his nature any more
than n leopard can change its spots.
"I believe in n sort of transmigra
tion of souls, up the scale and not
down. That idea that the easterners
have, about the souls of people going
back to inhabit beusts again, is all
rot. It seems to me something like
this: Man is the highest order of
creation upon the earth, lie is the
embodiment of all that has gone be
fore him. In the long struggle up
wards from chaos to the present
time from the first spark of life to
the complex animal called man, all
the Rensations and experiences of the
orders of life that huve preceded him
are embodied in him, and lie burled
in his sub-consciousness. When a
nameless terror of the dark assails a
child, it is a remnant of the fear
some poor naked ancestor expe
rienced in the dark, teeming jungle,
when existence was a preenrious
thing, and meant a constant struggle
with the giant forces about him.
When an ungovernable passion seizes
a man and he commits murder, it
is the disposition of one of his mon
ster ancestors, who wallowed in the
primeval slime, nnd fought its ene
mies to the death, with tusk und
claw, asserting itself. As a child will
sometimes resemble some remote an
cestor in disposition or appearance,
or both, so will reappear in every man
traits that characterized some form
of life in the endless chain that
reaches back through the limitless
ages. A man is not a unity but an
infinite complexity a multitude of
conflicting experiences, tied up in one
bundle. Free? Unit! lie is no more
free than a man in the middle of a
moving multitude is free to stand
still or go the other way. His en
vironments, past and present, deter
mine bin course of action."
I was so astonished nt this sudden
lmrst of philosophy that it took me
some moments to formulate a reply
in defense of my theory of the free
agency of man. When I began to
state my theories, he laughed in bis
odd, bewitching way, nnd skillfully
changed the subject of conversation.
As the weeks went by Keister's re-
mnrkable ability to handle) men be
came apparent. There was a certain
compelling power in his look and
voice that was hard to resist. More
than once during the burning August
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nigh worthless because of the heat,
I marvelled nt his unique gift.
One evening after sin exceptionally
hot day, we threw ourselves upon the
grass in the shade of u i'g gum tree,
instead of taking our accustomed
places on the veranda. Within a few
feet of Keister was a large pile of
louse stones,, upon which the sun had
been beating mercilessly all day. I
was lying lint on my back, with my
hands locked under my head, and gaz
ing up at the drooping leaves of the
gum tree, when I heard my compan
ion titter a sharp exclamation of sur
prise. Turning towards him, I saw
his eyes riveted on the stone-heap. In
a moment a large rattlesnake came
gliding softly towards him from the
heated pile. In un instant Keister
was sitting cross-legged and gazing
Meadily, into the monster's eyes, I
was too terrified to move or even
speak, so simply watched as one in a
trance.
For n moment the snake wavered,
then, approaching to within two feet
of Keister's lowered face, raised it
self to fully a third of its length
nnd swayed its body with n rythmic
motion like that of a rush in run
ning water. Then they gazed stead
ily into each other's eyes as if each
were reading the inmost secret of
the other's being. For a moment
the snake's bead-like eves seemed to
pofh.n tnl lhey jookt.d uimost human,
while Keister's eyes took on n hard
. . . .
glitter and Ins face became contorted
in n way that made it appear the
very incarnation of evil.
Presently the snake turned and
glided back to the stone-heap. Keis
ter flung himself upon his face and
hurst into a tumult of sobs, exclaim
ing brokenly: "Ve gods! ye gods! I
, , k, p .
! thought I was delivered from hell
when I left India."
I stole softly into the house nnd
left him there under the quiet stars.
The next morning he did not come
down to breakfast, mid when he ap
peared at the bridge he seemed to
have aged ten years in a single night,
llis face looked white and drawn,
tnd there wvre big black circles under
his eyes like those about the eyes of
a person who has been strangled.
For several days he shunned me;
hut in the course of a week he enme
hack to his old self, and we were to
gether as before. 1 studiously avoid
ed making any reference to what had
happened, as it was evident that he
did not wish to discuss the painful
affair. This was the first shadow be
tween us.
All went well for nearly a fort
night, when I was summoned to the
nearest town on business. I was ab
sent for three dnvn nnd when T re.
turned Keister looked even more
ghastly than on the day following
'his strange performance with tho
rattlesnake. I attempted to approach
the subject several times but was un
able to break througb hi eMIHna;
reserve. -
From that time forward Keister
was changed man sq changed that
even the dullest- navvy noticed It, and
followed his listless motions with
wondering eyes.
On the morning of the SOth of
August there was a great commotion
among the workmen who tented on
the south side of the river near the
bridge. One of their number had
been found dead In hia blanket, and
the doctor who acted as coroner
hinted that there had been foul play,
although he finally brought in a ver
dict of death from heart failure.
Keister seemed greatly affected by
the unhappy affair, and did not put
in his appearance after dinner.
Three mornings later another man
was found dead, and the following
morning still another. Upon the face
of each victim was a look of wide
eyed terror that was horrible to aee.
Of course the excitement was at
white heat, and the terrified navvies
began to pack their duds and disap
pear as if by magic.
Then an extraordinary thing hap
pened. The last victim came to life
as they were burying him and kicked
the end out of his coffin. After they
got him out of the coffin he was so
terrified for a time he could not
speak but lay upon the grass rolling
his eyes wildly. Finally he gasped,
half shouted:
"Keister! The devil A snake! Oh!
oh! oh!"
When finally the poor fellow became
calm enough to tell his story, it was
this: In the night he had awakened
from what seemed a hideous night
mare to find Keister looking intent
ly at him with snake-like, glittering
eyes. Upon his face, which showed
distinctly in the moonlight, was the
most diabolical expression he had
ever seen. He tried to cry out and
get away, but he was powerless to
move. Keister was the devil come for
his soul. At this point of the story
the poor fellow began to rave, and
it soon required six men to hold him.
The navvies began to whisper
among themselves, and soon the
whisper, like the awakening of the
sea, grew into a hoarse clamor. Pres
ently some one among them shouted:
"Keister! Where is he? Let's
Btretch him!"
Knowing thnt Keister wns in his
room and that it would not he long
before they would be searching it
for him, I hastened toward the board
ing house, with the assured feeling
that my friend was a doomed man if
they found him.
I found the door of his room locked,
nnd when he did not answer to my
knock promptly broke it open. As
I fctepped in an ominous rattle from
the direction of the bed made me
start back. When my eyes became
accustomed to the twilight of the
room, I saw Keister's lifeless form
upon the bed. Coiled up beside him
and looking at me with venomous
eyes, was a big rattlesnake. Just
then I heard the howls of the ap
proaching mob, nnd sprang to the
door.
"Keister! Keister! Down with
Keister!" they shouted, and would
hnve borne me down and trampled mo
under foot, had I not drawn a revol
ver and leveled it at the head of tho
leader, a brother of Keister's last vic
tim. liaising my disengaged hand for
silence, ! said so that all could hear
me:
"Keister Is dead upon his bed; he
has been bitten by a rattler."
Never shall I forget the look of
superstitious awe which, in the hush
that followed, came over that dark
sea of faces. A moment before, nnd
they had been distorted with passion;
now, they seemed to resemble those
of overgrown children who had lis
tened to it ghost story. Soon they
slipped away by twos and threes;
until only the head engineer nnd my
self were left with the dead. Cana
dian Magazine.
He Had Doubt.
"Of course," he said, "it is no more
than courteous to be obliging in all
associations with the fair sex."
"Of course."
"So far as possible you should do
what a girl wants you to do."
"Certainly."
"If she seems anxious to do a little
spooning you should spoon."
"Naturally."
"If she likes flattery, you should
flatter."
"In moderation, yes."
"If she wants sentiment you should
give it to her."
"Assuredly."
"That's just common politeness,
isn't it?"
"Yes."
"Well, no one can tell me again
that politeness pays. I know better."
"What's the matter?"
"Oh, perhaps my chivalrous nature
led me to overdo the thing, but I've
just been sued for breach of prom
ise." lirooklyn F.agle. .
Awattluc the Keaurrectlon.
Two Irishmen hoarded a Sixth
avenue "L" trnin, one of whom, from
his gwcral appearance, baggage, and
so forth, was evidently just return
ing from a visit to the "ould sod."
They were discussing Sklbbereen or
some other country village familiar
to them both, when the companion
of the traveler exclaimed:
"And sure, now, is your father alive
yet?"
"No, not yet!" was the reply. X.
Y. Commercial.
rtUtlnotlnn.
Mrs. Mallory-Jones We've dropped
half our visiting card address.
Mrs. Sudbury-Smith Yes, why did
jou?
"Oh, now-a-dnys, you know, one
meets such a lot of small people
staggering around under big middle
names." Detroit Free Press. ...
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MURDER AT ATLANTIC CITY
Sensational Escape and Arrest of Ne
gro Who 8hot Two Persons.
I Atlantic City, N. J., Aug. 25. A sen
sational murder which may prove a
double one and a more sensational es
cape and arrest has stirred up consid
erable excitement in (he city. Leander
Smith, colored, angered because Boyd
Clinton was paying too much attention
to his wife shot and instantly killed
Clinton In the Hotel Canfield basement
Saturday night and then shot hia wife,
jwho Is dying In the City hospital.
I After committing the deed he made
. his escape, stole a sail boat at the In
let, and started on a sail for some re
mote point. A few miles at sea a
squall struck hia boat. It waa cap
1 sized. He was thrown Into the ocean
land the boat drifted from hint. By
heroic efforts he succeeded l:i crawling
ou the upturned craft and all night he
drifted at the mercy of the waves.
About 10 o'clock yesterday morning he
waa found by Samuel Moore, a local
mercbant, who waa out in hia private
launch, nearly dead from exposure.
The murderer told Mr. Moore a story
about being on a fishing trip and that
his boat had capsized. Mr. Moore took
him to Somers I'oint and after he land
ed the negro thanked his rescuer, walk
ed off and disappeared. A few minutes
later Mayor E. A. Higboo, of Somers
Point, received a telephone message
from Atlantic City asking him to ap
prehend any strange colored man who
may pass that way. The town mar
shall who happened to be on the wharf
when the man landed, remarked the
fact to the mayor, lllgliee hitched up
hia buggy and after a five mile drive
caught up with the murderer. He In
vited the ninn to ride with him, as the
sun was hot and the day Biiltry. Tho
man accepted. liighee drove hlin to
the town jail and locked him up.
The murder was premeditated.
Smith had early In the evening gone
to the hotoKio brain Clinton who was
head waiter at the hotel which is lo
cated on Virginia avenue near the
beach and was only slopped by timely
interference. He sneaked hack about
2 o'clock in the morning and slyly en
tering the servants quarters put a pis
tol to the head of Clinton and killed
him Instantly. His wife waa washing
behind a door. He shot her In tho
back and then lied.
!' v cc 1 1 e 11 1 K i 1 11 11 n 1 1 ti n.
"Why is a woman honest now, why
is a wife cress?"
"Before marriage she was an I. Aft
er marriage she leaned on another I,
and they formed an X. Of course she's
cross; and so are yon, I'll bet." N'.
Y. Times.
They Do, Indeed,
There are some people who believe
that Heaven is on this earth."
"Well, women help the theory
along."
"In what way?"
"Doesn't each one think herchildren
are angels?" Chicago Record-Herald.
It Would Uroir,
Xaggsby That looks like a mighty
small lish for a full-grown man to
catch.
Waggshy Just be patient. None of
his folks are with him. It will be big
enough when he tells about it. Lo
Angeles Herald.
A W ay Out,
Bnpa Such a wedding as you want,
my dear, will cost a thousand dollars.
Daughter Then what is to be done,
papa?
l'apa You will hnve to marry with
out my consent. Chicago American.
Her Opinion.
He But don't you think girls often
decline proposals without sufficient
son&idcration?
She Not very often. I think pro
posals are apt to be carefully consid
ered before they are made. Tuck.
A Cientle Hint.
Lenders Do you ever think of that
"ten-spot" you borrowed of me?
Borroughs Don't worry. 1 still
have it in mind.
Lenders Don't you think it about
time you relieved your mind? Phil
adelphia Tress.
DH. UNSKK'S
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KIDNEY""
Backache,!
BACKACHE
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Jrlnary Diseases. Ijll W M
TOLD ABOUT MACKAY
British Death Duty May Be Imposed
on His Estate.
Mack 7 Mawolma mt Greenwood
Cemetery, Brooklyn, Is a Prince
Ij Tomb Millionaire Waa
a Good FlaMer.
Estimates published in, London put
the late John W. Maukay's fortune at
$40,000,000 to $70,000,000, and in legal
circles it is considered a nice point
whether the British government is not
entitled to claim a death duty of live
per cent, on-whut Mrs. Mackay inher
its under her husband's will, as, though
not naturalized, she is domiciled iu
England. Then a death duty will have
to be paid on all the testator's invest
ments in English securities, so the
chancellor of the exchequer calculates
making a handsome haul out of his
estate, as Mackay'a English invest
ments are said to be nearly $10,000,
000. His friends declare that four years
ago, foreseeing a prospect of his es
tate being mulcted by the English
treasury, owing to his wife being domi
ciled there, he asigned to her the
greater part of the fortune he intend
ed to bequeath to her, including his
English investments, and that the re
mainder of bis fortune goes to his
son.
The Mackay mausoleum at Green
wood, Brooklyn, where the body of
John W. Macksy will be laid at rest,
is one of the most magnificent tombs
in the world. It cost $300,000.
The mausoleum is situated on a pro
montory near the Ninth avenue en
trance to the cemetery, facing the
east. It is built of liallowell granite,
and is in the form of a Maltese cross,
surmounted by a (Jrecian cross.
On each corner of the tomb is a
lnrge heroic group cast in brone.
The statues symbolize different at
tributes of sorrow and faith, death
and life. With the exception of the
carving on the cross surmounting the
structure and the frieze around the
pillars, the exterior is severely plain.
The entrances are guarded by four
massive bronze doors. Fronting the
main entrance is the altar. The base
TUB MACKAY MAUSOLEUM.
(Said to lie the Mot Kxik naive Tomb In
the Country.)
is of white Carrara marble, and the al
tar proper is one large slab of black
Irish marble from Coiinauiuia. It is
a striking piece of work.
On 'the platform of the altar rest
four columns of onyx, which are sup
ported by two ornamentations of
green small Irish marble. Between
the ornamentations, over the altar,
is a has relief of pure yellow Currarn
marble, representing the Virgin hold
ing the infant Jesus in her arms.
Both figures are of nearly life size.
Be nea lb the mother and child is thu
iigure of a cherub.
Underneath the altar are two of the
catacombs destined to receive the
bodies of the Mackay family. Large
bronze doors guard the entrance to
these vaults. On the other side of the
main chamber are arranged ten more
tombs. Each one will be hermetically
sealed as soon as an occupant is placed
in it.
On each side of the tomb is a large
solid pillar, arching overhead into
fretwork. The sides are cdmposed of
many varieties of marble. The floor
is of Italian mosaic, and a large ar
rangement of the family monogram in
cluded in it. The ceiling is of mosaic
work in glass, and the side windows
are of stained glass.
The dimensions of the tomb are 33
feet from side to side, 33 feet from
front to rear, and 47 feet from base
to summit.
That Mackay was a fighter physically
as well as with his brains was shown
on January 29, 1891, when he thrashed
W. C. Bonynge, a San Fran
cisco broker, in the president's
room of the Nevada bank. Mr.
Mackay thought he had reason to con
sider that certain cowardly attacks
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