THE UN REMEMBERED DEAD.
BY MRS. NAPOLEON B. MOIIANQH,
Thfty livod, tboy Buffered. "''B we know,
Yet see bow vacant >• keir placos.
Wliore are t bey now Whore did they go ?
Those yearning, anxinus buman faceß.
They must have loved the sweets of earth,
Have loved what wo now lovo and treasure;
They must have iiad their tasto of mirth,
Tboir fill of J'ftin, their scanty pleasure.
Wliv. then, is all so shadowy,
So* dreamlike and so silent here?
There should be left sonic memory.
However faint—some vestige dear.
Here once, like tin, they hailed the dawn ;
Their children must, have- gamboled Lore.
And yet how heedless life goes on,
Without a pause, without a tear.
They wore our kindred souls, and though
They left behind n< trace of glory,
Btill something of their lives we know—
Our beutiug hearts toll us their story.
Phantoms 1 Are there no Phantoms here,
Spirits of the Forgot ten Dead
Yes, there are Phantoms everywhere—
Shapes that we dream, not specters dread.
We cherish life—wo would not die;
Wo long to live in unwary still;
We dread Oblivion-this is why
With ghosts wo people vale and hilf.
NEW YORK CITY.
FATHER AM) 1.
BY MANDA L. CROCK Kit.
I had ridden all day, and now, at
sundown, I found myself in an isolated
spot, without any prospect of a decent
night's lodging.
No sign of a habitation could I see,
as I peered this side and that in the
dusky shadows—nothing but hilly,
sparsely timbered country, as far as
the eye might discern.
I had started sonic six weeks pre
vious for the cheap lauds in the West,
intending to purchase a home with the
little allowance L possessed. I had
been rather unfortunate all my life.
AY hen a mere child, my father went to
the frontier, and my mother, after hav
ing looked in vain for word from him
for a year or more, concluded that tin;
Indians had murdered him- they at
that time being in a state of hostility
—and, gathering her little all about
her, went back to Now York, broken
hearted and disconsolate. In a few
months after her arrival slio sank into ,
the grave, leaving me a penniless or- j
plum.
A gentleman of her acquaintance
adopted nie and removed me, with his
family, to Indiana, before the grass 1
grew green on my mother's grave, and
thus hurried me away from all 1 held
dear on earth, and many were the bit
ter tears slied in the deep woods of
Hoosierdom in memory of the lonely
grave near CJtioa.
Nevertheless, when I became of age
I remembered, in looking over the
past, that I had had a kind father in
my foster-parent, and when he gave
me quite a little sum and a sprightly
pony, saying, "Go West, Clifford, and
get rich," I started at onco.
As a sequel, at the close of a cold,
raw November day, I found myself
toiling over a winding, isolated road,
bound for somewhere, I hardly knew
where.
Dismounting, I slipped the rein over
my arm and concluded to walk down
the rocky declivity before me; as 1
proceeded slowly, wondering where 1
might camp out for the night, I came
suddenly on an old man, with a bundle
on his back, at a turn in the road.
Ho looked up with a quiet "Good
evening," and turned aside to let mo |
pass. "Could you tell me," I said, j
"where I might liud a shelter for the !
nii/ht?"
"MY HEART SOFTENED TOWARD THE OLD MAN AS IIE SAT THOUGHTFULLY
LOOKING INTO THE FIRE."
lie looked at me again steadily for a
moment, then, without answering my
question, asked cautiously where I
hailed from.
"From Indiana," I replied. "I am
hunting a fortune in the great "West,
and I rather think 1 have struck a poor
section to-day."
"I guess ye have, sir; but just be
yond these hills lies a beautiful strip of
farming land," 110 said.
"As to your stopping for the night,"
he continued, shifting his bundle a lit
tle, "if you're not over particular as to
'commodations, why, I reckon you can
bunk with me; and your nag can do
very well in the slied with a bunch o'
fodder. 'Tain't the finest in the
world, stranger, but it is the best 1
know of, 'uless you go ten miles further
up the creek."
"I shall be very thankful for your
hospitality," I said; and we trudged on
together in the gathering night, until
we came to another road branching off
into the scattered timber.
"I live up here a ways," lie remarked,
turning abruptly into tho dimly out
lined w ay. A quarter of a mile further
011 and we came to his domicile. "Here's
where I stay," ho said, opening the
door to a rude log hut which seemed
to have grown into the side of a hill.
On entering I found it quite com
fortable on the inside, despite the un
promising exterior. "Now rest your
self," lie said, putting down his bundle
and striking a light, "while 1 give your
nag a bite under the shed." With this
the old man laughed a little, as 11 sort
of apology, I thought., and disappeared
outside.
I sat thinking. Somehow I rather
liked his looks. Not so very old. 110
seemed cheerful, notwithstanding his
gloomy surroundings, and J wondered
why lie was here alone. "Wife is
dead," I thought, looking about me
around the plainly furnished, one
roomed abode. "Maybe a confirmed
old bachelor, or- a notorious character
billing fro m justice, and 0110 who in
tends finishing me for his own aggran
dizement," whispered afi evil genius in
my ear.
This suggestion made me siuver and
I sat revolving it in my mind until it
seemed the most natural thing in the
world, and by the time he returned I
was in good trim to watch every move
ment of the unususpecting old man as
IK; busied himself about tho evening
meal.
" A short nag is soon curried," he
said with a smile, arranging the corn
bread, bacon and coffee oil the table.
I was somewhat taken aback, however
—in the evil prompting considerably—-
when mine host of tlie cabin bowed his
head reverently and asked God's bles
sing on the frugal repast.
" Well!" I thought, " he surely isn't :
an escaped convict, unless lie hasfirc
uented here among the hills." And
trnlj it seemed to me, just then, a
fitting locality for repentance of the;
deepest kind.
" What might your namo be ? " he
asked, as In; handed me the second cup
of coffee.
When I told him, lie gave a little
start and eyed me curiously for a mo- i
ment, before ho settled hack into his
former quiet demeanor, hut said noth- I
ing.
After the repast he took a pipe from '
the shelf and asked mo if I smoked.
Upon my replying that 1 did not. he
tilled the corn-cob invention with homo- j
made twist and sat down to enjoy a j
whiff by himself.
" I don't use tobacco much" he said
apologetically : " but I generally smoke
afore 1 go to bed, a pipe or so; it kind i
of drowns trouble."
" Then you have had trouble?" I '
asked.
" Yes, young man, a great deal of i
sorrow, though youngsters can't under
stand it by the telling," ho replied,
with a sigh.
My heart softened toward the old
man as lie sat thoughtfully looking
into the lire, while the light dauecd
over his long, gray beard.
1 had a great curiosity to find out
move of his history; hut he revealed
nothing move, and, as I was fatigued
with the journey of the day, I was
ready to retire.
"You can sleep with me, or bunk on
the settee," he said, at bedtime. I pre
ferred to sleep alone, and forthwith lie
drew from a great red chest in the cor
ner of tin; room a couple of heavy com
fortables and proceeded to make; up a
lied for his guest ou the aforesaid "set
lee "
I forgot my suspicions as I rolled up
in my impromptu couch and dozed off
to restful repose.
How long I slept I know not; hut I
was awakened suddenly by some one's
breath in my face.
A chill of horror ran through my
reins. Was he going to kill me? L>,
that I had taken warning of my intui
tion of the early evening 1
Perhaps he meant to see, only, if 1
was asleep, so that ho might ransack
my luggage. T. kept quiet as possible
while tlie old fellow reconnoitered. He
touched my forehead presently; gently
ami can iously at first ; hut when he
supposed I still slept, he ran his lin
gers along over my left temple care
fully several times, as if searching foi
something. 1 fully expected to feel
the cold steel plunged into my unfor
tunate head each minute; but it seemed
ages to me that the old man bent over
me in absolute silence.
L could hear the wind whistling with
out, and now and then the rain on tlie
narrow window; and, too. I could
hear the suppressed breathing of the
old man as lie, proceeding with his
strange vigil, knelt by my side.
I could see, tlirongh lialf-open eve-
lids, tho aged head betiding lower, un
til presently the withered lips were
pressed to my brow, and a tear fell 011
my upturned face.
I could stand it no longer. Thinking
that, perhaps, I had lodged after all
with some crazed old being, I opened
my eyes and moved my hands as if
waking from deep slumber.
"My son!" he said, softly and ten
derly, looking into my wide-open eves.
There was something in the voice
and fervency of tone and manner that
made iny blood tingle and my heart
throb faster. J sat up and gazed at
the bright, happy face of mine host.
"Your son?" I queried, a strange feel
ing of conviction taking possession
of me.
"Yes," he replied, taking my hands
in a warm, trembling clasp. 4 You are
my long-lost Harry—my dear little
son!"
"Am IV" I asked, in a bewildered
way; "I feel that 1 must be."
"Yes," continued he; "when I came
in from feeding your pony I thought
you resembled my boy, as I romom
bered him, a great deal. That was
| why I asked you your name, and when
; you answered me, 'Harry Clifford,' 1
j sure of it ; but I didn't want to make
! a mistake, so after you were asleep I
• ran my lingers over your temples to
| find a sear I was sure you must still
carry. You got it by'being terribly
hurt once with a stone, 1 remember
And the scar is right here; I s'poso
you've noticed it often," and the hand
went up again to my temple and
touched a small calloused spot which 1
had often taken notice of.
"Yes," 1 exclaimed; "I remember
the fall over the rocks at Tully, father."
At this he broke down and wept in
my arms for some minutes. It is need
-1 less to say that I, too, shed tears.
Thus, in that lonely syot, in the
cheerless, cold autumn night, the aged
man found his son whom ho had
mourned as dead for years; and 1 had
found my father.
I "They told me you were both dead,"
I he said, "when I got away from tho In
' dian# that took me captive; and when
I couldn't find a trace of either of von
j t came West again and lived ulone."
| After pausing to wipe invav the
glittering tears, he continued: "I've s
I good piece of farming land, Harry, f
| few miles further on; a man is renting
! it now, as I'm not able to work much,
j and to I live up here alone. I could
' live with them, I suppose," lie said,
j presently, "but I'd rather not.
"Hut." and his old face brightened
wonderfully in the dim firelight, "the
man's time is out in the spring and ho
wants to go South; so well go over and
j manage the farm, won't we, Harry?"
j And I, more bewildered than ever,
and overcome with happiness and good
fortune, murmured, "Yes, father."
Well, we did go over to manage tho
farm: and I invested my means iu im
provements, so that we now are getting
1 along finely.
That old gentleman sitting there on
the porch is my father, whose story
you've heard in part; and that lady
Hitting about tho house in there is my
wife.
Happy? Oh, yes; we are very happy
in our cozy Western home; and I often
look at father and remember the old
man with a bundle who seemed so
willing that I should lodge with him.
Wood in Her Stomach.
A case which is likely to attract the
profound attention of the medical
minds of the State has been developed
< in Burlington, Ala.
Mrs. J. J. Murphy, the wife of a
| laborer, died recently after a short ill
ness of some disease of the stomach,
; the nature of which physicians were
unable to determine. After her death
Dr. Steves, who liad been her attend
ing physician for two weeks prior to
her death, obtained the consent of tho
dead woman's husband to make an au
topsy, to ascertain tho disease from
the effects of which she died. lie ac
cordingly opened the stomach and
found most surprising conditions. On
fucii muo mere was a mass ot lihrous
matter, and on tho right side a largo
rag w as wrapped up in the fibrous 111a
| terial.
Dr. Steves removed tho entire stom
l acli from the body and mado a close
examination. It was ascertained that
| the libers were of wood. The mass as
taken from the stomach was then
. weighed and tipped the beam at ex
actly tw o pounds. Then tho question
! arose, how did so much wood got into
the woman's stomach, and how long
j had it been there before death ensued?
I Mrs. Murphy, two weeks before her
demise, summoned Dr. Steves and
j complained of the most excruciating
| pain in Iter stomach. She said she had ,
been suffering from these pains for
1 years, and she was at a loss to know
j what they were attributable to. She
1 mentioned incidentally that she liad
j been a great snuff-dipper for many
years. Dr. Steves made an examina
tion, but could discover 110 symptoms
of disease, and told her so. He ad
ministered some medicine, thinking it
would give relief, but it did not have
the desired effect.
Tho woman soon began to get worse,
I and about a week ago began to sink.
| Dr. Steves called in Dr. Davis, and
| tlie two liad a consultation and made
another full examination, but could not
discover the nature of her trouble.
An operation was discussed, but tho
lady was so weak that the chances were
that site would die under the kuife, and
this liad to be dropped. The plivsi
eians did all they could for her, but to
110 avail, and Wednesday afternoon,
about 2:110 o'clock, she died.
The only reasonable theory that can
account for the appearance of tlie two
pounds of wood in the stomach is that
it various times Mrs. Murphy swal
lowed small pieces of her snuff-brushes,
and tho mass was tho accumulation of
years. The presence of tho rag amid
tho wood cannot bo accounted for. It j
tvas two or three feet long, and closely j
imbedded in tlie wood.
Hear Shooting in India.
I was once present at a great fair at
the capital town of a province in India.
While at its height a bear was viewed
on the neighboring hillside. I hurried '
up with my ritlo and shot him from
above between the shoulders, but, in- !
stead of dropping, bo rushed headlong
into tho middle of the fair and squatted i
in a bush. The people foolishly crowd
ed round and so prevented my getting a
shot. Presently ho rushed forth, and,
passiug a grain dealer's shop, he gavo
tho owner a slap on tho lace and passed
on, but that slap took out a scrni circle
of his jaw with seven tenth attache*l!
The man's nerves wore so littlo affected
that he presently ho d up tho piece of
jaw with pride for our inspection when
we visited him in the hospital, and he
was at liis work again in a four days.
The bear was soon dispatched after ho
left tho poor grain dealer. Though tho
deadly wound I gavo the bear failed to
- stop him, 1 was more fortunate with
- another bear which I got a shot, at going
3 at full gallop, and 1 rolled him over
1 with one shot, so that he never moved
again, lie was a big 0110, but doubled
r up just like a rabbit. Stalking bears is
[ just a trifle tame, as they are so easily
1 approached ami a I lord so largo a mark;
(• but driving them is more exciting.
There is all tho oxcitomont of noise and
numbers, and it is more ditlicult, of
course, to hit thorn. In the Himalayas
. wo liad some wonderful spots for bear
t driving In one drive ten bears were
j secured. A quaint old planter usod to
join iu those battues. He had a perfect
armory of guns ami rifles, but none of
them 'modern or precise. Ho usod to
take his blacksmith out with him, who
1 would, on* the spot, adjust tho bullets
to the required gauge, and hammer
* them homo when a tight lit! Ilis mauy
and erratic weapons caused us moro
anxiety than tho bears. Ho bad away
of claiming as his trophies all that wore
' shot. Ho could not tell. I suppose,
what he liad not hit! —J Murray's Maga
zine.
Tiik most striking figure, physically
(peaking, at the recent workingmen's
longresss in Paris, says tlio London
Jfcar, was that of Amilcaro Cipriani.
Cipriani was born nt Hiinini in 1S 1 1.
Nominally, he is a jounia'ist. Actually,
tio is a fighter. A Socialist since ho was
3fto on yours old, 110 has for thirty years
fought and snlforcd. Twice ho has been
wndomncd to death; once to New ('alo
lonia for lilo a dually ten years; to
twenty-five years' bard labor in Italy.—
actually eigfit (chained to a log), lie was
delivered from this last by the persistence
tho Italian people, who nine times
elected him Deputy. To defend his
peop'o against tho triple alliance of
iiussin, Germany, Austria, on tho one
hand, and against Boulangism 011 the
othor, (Jipriana has started a Universal
Federation of tho people a movoment
lhat has already spread widoly in Italy,
France, Spain and Portugal. Ho is a
giant in physique, but with a beautiful
tenderness of ir. inner, llis eyes, hair
and heard are black, and tho two last
are graying here and there. He speaks
French perfectly, and with great energy
and the.
f \ SEARCH OF A TITLE.
HILL NYE ON TilK TRACK OF A CIIEVA
-1.1 Kit OK I'I!!JF1X.
Ho May Ho Exalted t Nobility, Wlille
liuKi{U};olu)iH Knight Will Huvo Throe
Meals a Way Tho ttentlo William's
Modesty Suffers a Sorer© Shook.
SSffI)ST7 llA ?t CE is eotlinß
r dusty outside the city,
for some time, and
Irak' ' Un " '''' l
. armors aro hopoful and
green peas ot Paris
if l:o could get
1 it w lii lT of thorn. Tho
~ Hod potutoos aro also
justly celobrutod.
I happened to bo up lato ono ovening on
my way homo from a visit to a friond who
la ill. and I saw an odd sight: coming in
from llio country on a certain 1 cad and
passing down by tho Arc do Triompho,
there was an almost ondloss procossion ol
! largo, two-wheeled covered carts drawn by
Norman stallions and drivon by tho bluo
frocked tanners of Franco. Those carts
contained tho vegetables for tho Parisian
market, and woro drivon In at midnight be
causo it was cool and tlioy would thus bo
on hand fresh at daylight.
Tho Norman stallion occurs froquontly
horo. patiently drawing huge loads or plod
ding along his weary way to or from hl-t
toil, with feet that jar tho principalities of
Europe. They are generally attached to
the omnibuses and tram cars also, and three
big white horses of this variety abreast,
going like Hon Hur's beautiful steeds in tho
chariot raco, aro worth seeing.
It is not an odd sight l.ero to seo a peas
ant's wifo or widow or daughter driving in
from tho country with ono of those enor
mous dappled, neighing horses, and not the
slightest particle worried or nervous about
It. I inw a pretty French girl of twenty on
a load of hay yesterday driving two horsos
tandem, eithor of which would huvo
weighed a ton. Bhe spoko to them as you
would to a canary, and whistled th- m in
the most light-hearted way. although their
strength was like that of a locomotivo and
their heavy baritone voieos shook tho earth.
I am on the track of a title which I can get
NYE BARGAINING FOR A TITLE.
hold of if I wait a week or two. at a rod
llgure sale, lam quite euro. It Is owned by
. a ohova ier who is stopping, baggageless.
I near mo in Paris, and who has intimated to
j mo that it is only a matter of a few days
1 bolorc it will bo the Seine or tho sale of his
nobility, 1 have boon dickering with him a
little already, and suggesting that to avoid
publicity he might make n trado with me.
1 and 110 ono would know anything about it.
1 I could put the title in my insido pocket, lie
could take my vulgar American money, and
all would bo well. I could go homo as the
Chevalier do Nye and 110 could have throe
j meals a day, which lie docs not have now.
Not long ago I met a "younger son" who
I was on his way to America to get free board
at a seaside hotel. Possibly tho reader has
already heard of such a scheme, but this
was the llrst I had known of it. Tho idoa, ho
said, was to tnko over to tho American scu
shlo resorts a hundred or more hungry sons
of the nobility, pay their passage, and
■ board them at the hotels for the benefit of
tho American girl, who swarms at the sca
-1 side and yearns for the blue-blooded os
; cort. In fact, she pines for most any kind
of oscort, for tho small number of full
grown men who dawdle away their sum
mers at tho seashore makos It mighty disa
greeable lor tho girls who do not like pretty
littlo putty-heads very well. So to give
/.est to seaside life, and to 1111 tho hotels
; with good clothes and tho ofllce wealth,
also to make life miserable for the small,
j imitation Englishmen of our own country
I who violate the statutes nvory timo they
get up in tho morning and put on men's
j clothos. thoso poor younger sons aro to bo.
or huvo boon already, shipped to certain
I hotels, whero they will only huvo to oat
THE NOBLE YOUNGSTER LAYS SIEGE.
I their meals, daneo a little, batho still loss,
and draw tho days away,
j llow does that sti ike you. gentle reader?
I How does that impress you. sensible, level
-1 beaded American girVsV Aro you proud of
, It? Certainly not. You do not care. 1 am
sure, to buy this sort of glory with tho
money of your father, ir you are tho stylo I
: take you to bo. If your ancestors shod
their good blood for freedom, and later on
your fulhor* and brothers fought to save
tho republic, you are not going now to make
1 their heroism a laughing stock to all na
t ons, are you ? Ido not think it of you.
1 As the American institutions are all on a
1 big scale, so the American snob is tho big
! gost snob in the world, and 1 apponl to the
1 American girl to scorn righteously, at all
; limes, anything of tho kind. Our inde
pendence OOH too much to swap it for tho
empty scalp of an oM lloe-bitten title with n
mortgage on It. I would rather be the four
] loss and free American girl holding my
head up all my lib* than an 111-treated.
I cringing, and scandalised duchoss, and It
is better to be a cone-ergo in tho house of
1 the American than t. occupy the bridal
chamber in a malarial castle where the
plumbing is poor.
! Iw.nt to a well-known and very 0010-1
1 brntod place of amusement the other evon
! ing. feeling sure that all would be proper
and nice. There was a good doul which
• was pleasing and entertaining, even though
I did not know what, was being said or
sung. Tho acting was excellent, and tho
costumes and stage setting beautiful.
| About tho lourth number 011 the pro
: gramme, however. I saw that I hud been
j deceived by somebody. Two young ladies
and two young gentlemen of Paris came
out and proceeded to dance a now style of
i (lance. At lea t I never danced that way.
! It was not like tho dance nt tho Patriarchs'
| balls, nor tho war dance of the gory Sioux.
but I will never go there any more to see it.
j The dance begun very quietly. Tho men
were in evening dress, with crush hats, and
looked as if they might pas* tho plate on
Sundays. Tho giris looked pious, also, and
their clothes were really a groat deal more
i quiet and homelike than some 1 saw at tho
j American Minister's tho other evening.
I Hut after awhile the music seemed to
make tho dancers more irisky. and they
j began to improvise and introduce novel-
I ties. Noveltios in dress, tor lnstuuce. Also
novelties iu calisthenics. A Qlurgytutiq
near me, who is here on a vacation, stoou
up. I told him to sit down or I would in
jure him with my umbrella. Ho reluctantly
sat down. I watched tho dance with great
Interest because I um going to introduce
it to the attention of tho four hundred when
I roturn to America. The gentlemen chasod
up and back, and then crossod over. The
ladies did so. too. Then tho gentlemen
threw their feet at the center of the sky.
The ladies did tho sarao. It was so odd and
so shocking that I could not, at once, sum
mon tho couruge to go away. I wondered
what my family would say if they know
about It. Wo are a very proper fam
ily. Wo come from the old puritanical
stock whose only relaxation was prayor.
And I could not help thinking that if my
uncestors could have been there they
would have shuddered two or three times
HOLDS UP HIS HANDS IN HOLY HORROR.
in rapid succession, inon tney wouia nave,
110 doubt, remained.
Every little while now flguros, in lace, and
new designs, on tho beholder, were Intro
duced. 1 need not describe tho dance
fully, for those who have soon it will re
member it, and those who have not will
slyly go to see it when they go to Paris.
From the can-can to tho morgue is a
rapid change, but I will just allude to the
latter incidentally and then close this let
tor. I wont not so much out of curiosity
this time, but because I had hoard of an
American's disappearance and feared that
he had gone to the Seine, tho last and sad
dest of all places, to seek relief from tho
slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.
Ho was not at the morgue, howevor.
There wore four people there represent
ing four dilTerent phases of life. Tho first
Was an old lady. Her gray hair was de
cently put back Irom hor peaceful brow and
her bosket was in her lap. (Quietly she
ignored tho earnest, startled and horrillod
looks of the eager procossion outsido the
gla-s. Her rest had come at last. Possi
bly a worthless and heartless son came to
seo who was there. Possibly she was some
body's ill-treated mother-in-law. for the
mother-in-law is not encouraged as she
ought to be, even ill I ranee.
Then caino a middle-aged man whose
hands were marked with toil, llis face was
as calin as the skies 011 a summer night.
There was nothing terrible about it, for ho
looked like one who "wrans the drapery of
his couch about him and lios down topleas
nnt dreams."
Then came a young man with a cap. Ills
clothos were as lie wore them and his face
was not distorted. Tho ghastly flshorman
of the Home, like the prowler on tho Thames
so graphically described by Dickons in
"Our Mutual Friend," hud lound tho boy
the night hoforo, aud hud slightly torn tho
bosom of his shirt in lifting him to tho sur
face. but he was past annoyance over a lit
tle thing like that, and his rest was undis
turbed oven in tho face of tho multitude,
and, like Htocrforth, 110 lay with his arm
beiioath his hcud as he had done at school.
Then canto a young girl. I could not help
thinking of tho Halt way mystory as I saw
iter tliero. No one know Iter, but every ono
pushed toward that part of tho morgue to
see her face and wondor who she might be.
'Jhe crimp had gone irom hor Tair hair and
tho light had gone front her gray eyes, but
the man who helped to make this picture in
tho old, grim morgue probably snaps his
littgors at the fates and drinks his a sintho
with his friends. He is wolcomo to tho joy
he lies, llcr own poacoful slumber Is better.
Tho Parisian morgue is not horrible. To
1110 it is a history of humanity. In it you
may road the last chapter of a life and con
jecture what tho othor chapters wore. Ide
not go tlioro to sec horrors, but to seo the
last tableau and judgo as well as I may what
the others were betore it and what led to all
this.
There is ono foaturo of tho Champs
Klysoes which has not been heretofore ro
forred to that I know of, and so I speak of
It horo. It is tho array of wot nursos undoi
the troos nil tho wav up to tho arc. I refer
to it bocauso a New York la ly called mv
attention to it to-day. and so it is proper.
They aro all large, robust women, and af
the gorgeous equipages pass by, filled with
pomp, pride, and circumstance, those vig
orous nurses oarn their salurv by looking
at the procession. It would bo very strange
anywhere but in Franco. Hero everything
which is ner-ossary and sensible is correct.
False modesty and foolish, mawkish fear of
certain things aro not notic.*ablo. This is
a good thing to remember and consider.
These nurses are gonorally middle-aged
and very healthy, otherwise they would not
be employed. They take the little Fronch
scions out under tho trees of tho Champs
Klysoes at ovening time, and tho littlo
liourbons may bo soon there till dark tak
ing their meals as the crowds roll by.
Family Pride.
If people who aro troubled with tha*
form of egotism which they are. self
flattered into believing is "family
pride" would catch hold of the idea
that in this republican country every
tub stands 011 its own bottom, and that
nobody can disgrace them except them
selves, they would escape much misery.
The sad case of the three ladies in
Washington, belonging to "one of the
oldest families in tho District," who
have gone insane as tho result of
brooding in private over the shocks to
their pride, illustrates the folly of this
tendency. Ono of their troubles was
duo to the fact that a half brother con
tracted a marriage some years ago
which was kept secret for several
months, the wife being known during
the time by Iter maiden name. An
other brother, a ne'er-do-well, "ac
cepted n position" as marker in a bill
iard-room.
What is there in citlioi or both of
these occurrences to cause a poignant
feeling of personal disgrace in tho
mind of any relative of the parties
who was not responsible for them ?
An honorable secret marriage, with
true affection as a basis, is much more
creditable than the open sale of them
selves for money which many "poor
but proud" daughters of old families
consummate. Tho "black sheep" of a
family may disgrace himself, but there
is neither rhyme nor reason in his sis
ters and brothers takiug upon them
selves any of the shame.
The "old family" pride is ono of the
most absurd and illogical oi' nil the
survivals and apings of aristocracy in
a republic of equal citizens. Home of
its vagaries are amusing, but tho
Washington case is pitiful.— New York
World
"See Further Down."
I was coming down from my room,
carefully picking my way between tho
fair perchers 011 the stairs and survey
ing tho somewhat startling view that a
collection of decollete girls will provide
to a spectator above them, when I
heard tho little girl in a heliotrope
gown observo to her companion that
Dolly So-and-So, who was evidently
sitting 011 a stair below them, had a lovo
ly diamond staron her neck that evening
"Yes, by Jove!" responded the
youth, "and what a jolly place it has
to sparkle on, too!"
"Let mo see," said tho girl, musing.
"They put stars into books, sometimes,
don't they ? What does it mean when
a star is printed alongside of a word?"
"It means see further down," replied
the boy, promptly.
"Oh,yes," said the heliotrope maiden.
"What a clever girl Dollie is, to be
be surel"— Kamerd's Bar Harbor
letter.
SCHWATKA IN MEXICO.
UXfIiOIUNG THE HIGHEST MINING
DISTRICT IN AMERICA.
Musses of AI in its ( Solid Silver Taken Out
of Tliom Wliut American Capital uihl
American Energy Are Doing Towanl
Tholr Development.
#N tho groat broken
barrancas hauling
out to th 3 westward
tho control Sierra
Mndres I found my
selr in the Holiest
mineral district of
America, and prob
ably tho richest in
ijig either Batop
miloH or a diameter of 400 mdos on thorn as
u center, and there is no doubt but that tho
resulting circle will include tho richest
mining district or America, and probably
tho world, both la a present and prospect
ive sense.
Mr. 11. 11. I'orter, tho prospecting engi
neer of tho Batopilas Mining Company, told
me. and showed mo tho various specimens
to verify his statement, that in ono iittlo
area thiee hundred yards square there
wero found twelve veins of 6ilvor running
from thrco dollars to seventy-eight dollars
to tin* lon. Tho louder unacquainted with
mining may understand this by saying that
any silver mine of over twenty dollars to
the ton is a foituno to its owner if on or
near a railroad. There are over live
hundred such veins in the Batopilas con
cession or sixty-four square miles, and
should any new railroad running near by
justify furthor research it could probably
bo made flvo thousand without much
trouble.
Tho history of tho big Batopilas Mining
Company, about tho center of the district, I
have spoken of. and which stunds head and
shoulders above all the surrounding min
ing companies. Is a fair representation of
all in this part of the country whore my
travels liavo been cast.
Batopilas. or Real do Son Pedro do Ba
topilas, as it was originally named, is said
to have been discovered in Octobor. 1032.
The news of tho discovery spread far and
wide, and as tho evidence of its grout rich
ness multiplio I it soon became one of tho
most fiu*ous mines or Now Spain. The first
miners of the now discovery made a recent
ly appointed Viceroy a magnificent present,
composed entirely of large pieces of native
silver, tho richness of tho ore being uii
precodentod. 1 luive now in my possessior
one from Batopilas that runs from SG.(<OO tt
SB,(HX) to tho ton, and that looks like a mass
of solid silver ton-penny nails imporfootl)
■ MEr TINO WORKS AT BATOPIL**
fusod togothor; so I can readily see how
tho present of solid native silver could have
been made. In 1730 a royal decree ordered
tho collection of ull data for a history ol
Now Spain, and u special commission ol
scientists was ordered by the Viceroy and
Royal Tribunal of Mines to report upon the
Batopilas district. There is Lut one copy
of the report extant, which I tracod to
tho records of the city of Ghihua- I
hue. Tho commission statos that the
silver extracted from Batopilas in a
short nutubor of years amounted to $50.-
000,000, not including that which was
surreptitiously taken out to escape the
heavy imposts levied by the crown, and
which must havo boon enormous. Tho most
famous period of "Bonanza" for the Butop
ilfts District Wiis during the last fllty yours
of tise eighteenth and tho first fifty years ol
tho present century. During this time tho
fatuous mines of Pastrana. El Carmen, Ar
bitrios. and San Antonio wore discovered,
and yielded tho fabulous returns which
havo boon variously estimated at from SGU.-
0(50.000 to $80,000,000. From tho outset ol
tho Mexican revolution, in 1810. a period oi
decay sot in which reduced Batopilas
greatly mid almost caused its ruin. The
many revolutions, together with the won
do: ful discoveries of very rich gold and
silver mining districts adjoining this one.
depopulated it to such a degree that it
counted but ton resilient families in 1846.
From this time tho roaction which has
made Batopilas the richest silver district in
the world may bo said to da e. Tho old
mines wero again opened and n woaos dis
covered. Tho measure of HUCCI ss did not
compare with that attainod in thotimool
tho Spaniards, howovor, owing to the lossot
energy displayed, hut proved amply sufll
ciont to repay the timid efforts oi the native
speculators. Not until tho year 18(12 did
American enterprise direct its efforts in sc
promising a direct on. A purchase was ef
fected by an American company, mostly
composed of gontloraon interested in Wells
Fargo & Co.. whereby tho property em
bracing tho famous veins of Sun Antonlc
and El Carmen passed Into their hands
They operated with great success in the
lace of many difficulties until tho year 1879
when tho property again changed hands
md was aoqulied by a stock company which
has held and worked them to the prosenl
day.
Since tho present company lias had con
trol. over 1(H) miles of openings have been
.nude, the dotail of wnicli would bo toe
long and uninteresting to civo. The most
important is tho great Porilrio Diaz tunnel,
to bo three and ono-hnir miles in length
and when completed ono of tho longest and
most important mining tunnels in the
world, cutting over sixty well-known veins
at tho river's level. It is now in 1.000 feet,
,nd being driven by modern machinery at
the rate ol lirty feet a week. This almost
infant American industry started with less
than $150,000 capital. Governor Shepherd
told me. and in sovou yours, after paying
fair dividends, had been aide to put $5,500,-
■XX) back into tho mines to develop them.
It. is now u first-class mining camp, and as
none of its stock is on tho market for sale in
any way I am not afraid to give it tho credit
it dosorvus as an American undertaking
that has done more to make tho American
name inspected in Mexico than all the
diplomacy that has been enacted since tho
two countrios became republics.
No Mexican can look at tho groat mills,
tho big uquoJuct of enormous masonry
oight or nine miles long that will tako up
all tho water of tho Batopilas River, nor
can they look at tho town of Batopilas. the
most active I saw in Mexico, now six thou
sand strong and less than live hundred
when Americans took charge, and the
thousand and one other signs of activity,
without respect for the nation that sent in
such people, whatever may bo their out
ward signs or talk in tho matter. Such,
then, is a brief and, I hope, interesting ac
count of tho largest silver mining company
in tho world and the grent-st American
undort iking in Moxieo, of which. 1 think,
nine-tenths or my readers have hoard noth
ing.owing to its inaeeosHiblo position in tho
very heart of tin? Sierra Mil die range. From
Batopilas, north or south, this mighty
range of mounta'ns lower in height, while
tho big barrancas do not cut so deep into
thefr flanks anywhere else as here, giving
tho finest Alpine scenery to bo found In
this part of tho continent. The Mexican
Government has generously acknowledged
its groat work of department, and has ac
corded it a mineral concession of sixty-four
square miles directly surrounding the
mines.
Some six miles from Batopilas is tho gold
mine of Cerro Colorado, reputed to be tho
largest in tho world, and only discovered
last your. That it should have romuinod sc
long unknown to any prospector in such o
rich silver milling district Is one of the
marvels uf the ago, and even a far greutei
mystery to mo than that tho existence o
living cliff und cave-dwellers on the rough
mountain t ails leading thereto should
have been kept quiet so long. Cliff-dwellerf
or angels in the air above them, or oave
dwellors or demons ip tho earth under their
would not have attracted much attentior
from a seeker ol precious metais. not be
yond the momentary u-tonisment at their
I sight, hut the diffori co between gold and
j silver is not so great.
The Cerro Colorado nine Is an immense
buttress or spur from Hank of the Hierru
Mud res. the whole sp r showing signs ol
gold, not in any distinct vein, hut in grout
inubses distributed hero and there through
the mounlain; a sort of "pocket" system,
as miners w uld say. This great buttress
or spur is l.Koo meters (something over u
mile) in length. 1.2(H) meters In breadth,
and 500 meters in height, and runs from
$1 to $3,300 a ton, as would bo expected in
the pocket system of deposits. Hmnll de
posits havo been found of an hundred
HACIENDA D!t SAN MIOIfEI*
mouslv—over SIOO,OOO to the ton. Tho gold
is nor, isolated wholly into pockets, lor it is
found distributed in nil parts of the great
red hill at lonst in the minimum of $1 a ton.
In tho illustration I give the great spur on
the right-hand third is the Cerro Colorado,
which requires eight mines to cover the
tract properly. Enormous works are being
put in to dovelop this mine, and In a few
years wo will really know whether this is
tho largest gold mine in the world or not.
The Youngest Convict.
Sinnville Combs, probably the
youngest convict in any prison in the
United States, lias just served tho
iirst year of a life sentence in the Ken
tucky Penitentiary. When sent up
front Breathitt County in July, 1888,
he was eleven years old, and small for
the age. Prison life lias toughened
him, both morally and physically.
Young Combs committed a crime that
was fiendish, hut some people claim
that he dons not deserve tho heavy
punishment that has boon inflicted on
hint. He killed his two-year old sister
in a brutal manner. Tho two were in
the house together alone. When the
little tot started to crawl across the floor
lite hoy picked up a stove-pipe and
mashed her skull with it. He then
threw the body in the firoplace, in
tending to burn it. This process of
cremation was too slow, and lie pulled
it out and carried it to a small stream
near the house, throwing it in. When
tho little one's body was found Sinville
admitted killing her. He was arrested
and tried. On the stand, when asked
why lie had committed the crime, lie
stated that his stepfather had told liim
to do it, and had promised him a new
pair of hoots. There was no other evi
dence against the stepfather, and as
the hoy was a confessed murderer his
testimony could not have weight.
There was hut little doubt that young
Combs had told the truth, yet there
MNNVILT.E COMHS.
was no law to ]>itnish the fa! lier, so the
hoy suffers. Many efforts havo heen
made to have tho Governor pardon
him, but thus far he has failed to aet.
When tirst sent up young Combs had
never heard of God, knew nothing of
hravon or hell, and had never seen a
school house. He can now road and
writo and talks very brightly.
aii Kdltor'a uver-l aution.
Many people make mistakes and
lose a lot by being too suspicious, too
cautious. Wo remember the last time
we visited New York City—with which
place nobody else in Dodgevillo is
probably so familiar. A man came up
to ns as we stood on our hotel stops af
ter taking a noontime snack at Del
inonico'a, and says ho to us: "The ed
itor of the Buckiooodsmaii'n Banner,
I presume!" We had the old bunco
game down fine, and, looking the man
squarely in the eyes, wo replied: "You
presume too much, sir. We arc not
the editor." (This was untrue, but
justifiable under the circumstances )
"I beg your pardon," ho said, touching
his hat politely; "I merely wished to
tender you a ticket to tho dinner oi
the l'ross Club this evening." He felt
hurt, and so did we. Ho hod heen re
ceived with unnecessary suspicion, and
wo had missed a good dinner. Wo
merely mention this incident as a re
minder to those who are alwayH saying
"Go slow!" that it is not always wise
to go too slowly. We must risk some
thing if we would lie truly great.—
Voilaeville (N. V. i Banner.
Thought It Was a Turtle.
It was related by a good Confederate
soldier that on his return from Virginia
in 18(i5 he brought a biscuit with him.
which some one had given him on tho
way. When ho arrived homo ho gave
the children the biscuit and sent them
to ploy while he talked with their
mother. Pretty soon he wanted to see
the children again, and, going to tho
door, was surprised to see them putting
live coals of tire on the biscuit.
"What on earth do you mean, boys?"
said tho father.
"Oli, pa, we are going to make tho
darned thing poke its head out."
THE auctioneer is no more lialile to
insanity than anybody eftie, notwith
standing the fact that he is almost con
tinually in a more-bid mental con
dition