New Year's, '93 GREETING TO THE NEW YEAR. our hand. New Year, since we must com rades be Through the strange circles of the seasons fourl IMndding in lonely paths 'mid drifting Bnow, When days are dark and whirling tempests Will your strong guiding arm be round me pressed? And when the ice bars melt and warm blue streams Laugh iu the sun and leap toward the sea. Will you then share my happy springtime dreams- The waking songs that birds and poets know? And when red roses burn on bended sprays. And lovers roam through shadowy woodland ways Will you '<eep kindly pace? And last, when brown I AO the sweet fields, and faded leaves come down. And we are tired both and fain to rest. Will you be friends wUh me, still true and near? take my hand and heart, dear comrade year. -Chicago Leader and Herald. AFTER MANY YEARS. 'Mane Eliza," said Jeremiah to me ongoing home from the horticultural show, where, though I say it that shouldn't, our Bald witis and our Golden Majesty punkins showed out superior to all others and fetched a prize— "Jane Eliza, it is time you spoke up and told the facts in the case. Misrepresentation should not be permitted by perfessers." "Jeremiah, my dear," says 1, "your words express the thoughts that air in my mind I'll up and do it." We vvarn't a-speaking of the Baldwins nor the Golden Majesties, as you may suppose— it was the case between Tobias Starch and Rosy \\ ood that was in our minds How it may he in New York I do not pertend to know 1 should suppose loikses' minds was too well occipied in them haunts of vice and terror with savin themselves from bein ruu over or electroated to death by busted light wires, or bein smashed by new houses connn down onto 'em as they walked onconscious by —which is, accordin to the papers, the reg'lar thing there—ou account of builders trying to save in tnortar, or being pick pocketed or saud bagged in the streets, or murdered by burglars into their beds, to care enough about scandal to salt it up twenty years and then fetch it out again with alterations. 1 hope they don't do it auyway, but they do m villages like Soapstone, where everything goes on reg ular and even for the most part, and the majority lives till eighty and dies because they air tired of hevin to get up and put on their shoes and stockings only to take em off agaiu at 9 o'clock and lay down. Tweuty years ago it happened," says I to Jeremiah. "It waru't sensible of Rosy but she was a gal then, and it was New Year's time." Now that again may not be understand able by city folkses, but IU Soapstone New Year's day is the day fordoiu all sorts ol queer things, playin all sorts of tricks—a kind of April Fool's Day comin on the fust of January And anybody that is tricked at that time is bound to be forgiving, and it didn't seem to me to be fair for old Mrs. Perket and Maria Beck worth and Miss Maberly, all of 'em to speak to st rangers of Rosy Wood as "the person that proposed to the Rev. Tobias Starch in her younger days and was rejected." Rosy hadn't ever married, and a spinsterliood of thirty-seven feels such slanders kinder heavy At) old lady could laugh it oft. but when a person ain't neither young or old it's harder for em to hear. Mrs. Wood had said she couldn't stand to see Rosy so cut up, and there seemed no provin facts, uuless I up and proved 'em, and proved 'em before all Soapstone, too, in a kind of public way. "It had ought." said Jeremiah, "to be writ down and read as a paper. Jane Kli/.a. you air tulented and hev the pen of a ready writer; then why not give it iu a literary form?" ••Jeremiah,'' says I, "I will, you inspire me. i will write it, and 1 will read it at the minister's donation party ef I am spared. Only, Jeremiah, you must go to the store and fetch hum a hottle of ink, six peus and a quire of paper." 1 said this in such a solemn manner that Jeremiah replied: "Amen," quite unconscious, Instead of sayiu "I will," as he ort.er. Bright and early he got the literary fix in's, includin a wafer, for we had re marked that legal afi'erdavids always had wafers onto 'em, likewise postage stamps, and day and uight 1 sat before the succer tary into the best parlor while things went to rack and ruin The turkeys ran away, Jeremiah's stockings got holes into em, and Jeremiah's buttous came off and were not sewed on ag'in. 1 began my la bors iu the latter end of October Novem her passed, December came in, and still 1 writ, fur what with wishing fur to have a good style, and hevin considerbul to say, aud remarks of my own to add, and poetry to quote, and getting it copied off neat, and hevin to refer to Webster's Una bridged continual, the work was slow, and every tew days Jeremiah had to buy me auother quire of paper and more ink. However, it was finished at last and the appropriate time for read in it—the New Year's eve donationparty-had e'en a'most arrove when 1 put my MS. into Jeremiah's hands and said: "Jeremiah, "my work air accomplished. 1 return to my proper spear, aud uever will 1 leave it again, for writiu one konsize statement is more labor than housecleanin kept up remitless fur a year Kf this had not been my duty as a perfesser I should hev fallen by the way. Kead it loud, so that 1 shell know how it sounds before 1 rend it myself," 1 says, sinkin into the largest rock in chair aud foldin my weary bands. Jeremiah took the passel and reviewed it with a kinder sublime expression onto his countenance. 'Jane Kliza," says he, "when 1 view this here uoble work 1 feel proud of you. Your thoughts and feelin's must hev poured from your brain like it was a fountain. But, Jane Kliza, I hev read papers before 4 /he public and you hev not. Ten minutes is considered considerbul time for a paper and fifteen is the limit of patience, uuless it air a lecture with tickets paid for aud people anxious for the worth of their money when circumstances alters cases. This uoble work, ef you was to begin to read it at the donation party at about 8 o'clock, would take you until that evenin next week, allowiu time fur meals. It would lie profitable fur them to hear it there ain't no doubts. But do you think the mass of the population of Soapstone is capable of riveting their attention ou any thing fur that there length of time?" Jeremiah's words was uttered with a Holeinnitude that proved they were true. 1 looked at him speechless a minute, aud Bays 1: "Land sakes alivel I see It alll My mental has got ahead of my com mbd sense. What be Ito do?" Sez he: "Before 1 speak you'll hev thought it out, Jane Eliza. Reduce it to fax. Head them to the donation party, and publish the rest on't in the shape of a book here after." "Pardner of tny life!" sez 1. "A woman thut ha* no husband to ask advise of is a poor, forlorn critter. I will expungb the 4deas and confine myself to the fax, and read them to the meetiti." But Jeremiah saved me the toil of this ruther menial labor by gettin a copybook and expunghing the facts into that in his best handwritin, while I washed up some flannels, and on New Year's eve 1 took my production in a neat, compact form to the party It takes u lot of time for folks to get to gether and say their how d'ye-do's and get their hats off, and the appropriate time didn't come for me to read until it was half past 9. then I riz up. I was glad Rosy Wood was there, and I was glad so many folks were out; but 1 was kinder sorry to see a stranger—a middlin aged man, pretty bald atop—apparently some one visitin our dominie, but it couldn't be helped, and everybody was look in at me. and I was obliged to start. "Brethereu and sistern, sez 1, "I hev somethin here 1 wish to read to you. It is a statement of the facts of the case be twixt Tobias Starch and Miss Rosy Wood You may say inwardly, Why rake 'em up after twenty years of silence?' Bretheren and sistern. it was others that raked 'em up and gave 'em a wrong coloriug. I stand here for to state the truth ou my solemn Bible oath, with a wafer and k stamp at the bottom, and the names of witnesses at tached. Some on 'em is dead and buried. 1 but I wrote 'em down all the same. It is tryin me to stand here as 1 do, but the martyrs died for the truth, and I'm ready to suffer for it!" Here the strange gentleman with the bald head said "Good! Good! Right!'' and gave me courage, and 1 began to read "My friends." sea I, "New Year's day, as we all know, is a day here for fun and frolicka and trick playin. They do say that Soapstone was fust settled by folks from Sweden, and that they had them habits and customs and handed 'em down to their ancestors. Perhaps it is so. Any way we do it. and we did it more twenty years ago. when those of us that was born was all younger than what we be this New Year's eve. At that there time Miss Rosy Wood, a lady we all know well, was jest seventeen, and full of fun as an egg is of meat, and being her ma had departed this life, and she didn't get on with herstepma. who is now in glory, she hoarded to my house for a spell. "At that time there was a young man that was studying for the ministry a-boardin with me. Most of you remember him. His name was Tobias Starch. Fie was jest twenty, but stiffer than a poker Laugh was not in him, uor was he ever seen to smile, and he hud been told by his ma that girls always set their caps for young ministers, and that he must beware. Therefore he was always bewarin plain to behold, and the one he bewared of most was Rosy Wood. She was a girl that laughed considerable, and she had away of touchin folks on the arm when she spoke with her nice little hand, and all this scared Tobias Starch ami made him think she wanted for to marry him wheu she wouldn't hev done it ef he'd groveled onto his bended knees before her How ever, Tobias went around tellin the other students how hard it was for him to get rid of her attentions, and they came and told her, and her spirit kinder riz. and she vowed and declared that come New Year's eve she would play him such a trick as would stop bis braggin about bein made love to by the gals for good and all Kin you blame her?" "It served him right, ma'amf" says the strange gentleman in a loud voice, and everybody else said. "So it doosf' Sich is the power of popular opinion. "Rosy Wood said this," 1 read on. "and what is more, she meant it, and when New Year's eve came she wasj-eady. Mr. Starch always shut himself into his room to study after tea, and he never beard the little knocks on the door and the little giggles wheu we opened it. About twenty friends arrove, and as they came they sot down on chairs placed as for a meetin and kept mum as mice. Lights was all ready to light, but none was lit. Pretty soon the hull twenty we'd asked was present, and then Rosy Wood came in, whispered, 'All keep quiet.' and knocked on Tobias Starch's door. " 'Well,' says Tobias from inside. " 'Tobias,' says Rosy from outside the door, 'are you very busy?' "'Yes,' said Tobias. " 'Too busy to come and spark a little?' said Rosy. 'Just a little. I'll have a lamp in the front parlor, and just you and me. Won't it be lovely. Toby, dear?' " *1 beg to be excused,' says Tobias. "'l've sot so on it,' says Rosy, whimper ing. " 'Kindly go away.' says Tobias from in side. "'You are very cruel. Toby,' says Rosy 'when you know how fond I be of you. Toby, darling.' "•Miss Wood,' says Tobias Starch, '1 have never given you the privilege to call me Toby. Stop doiug it. Go away.' " Toby, you can't mean it,' says Rosy. " 'I mean itl' called Tobias, very snap pish. '• 'Tobias.' says Rosy, as nat'ral as ever you heard, while we all choked ourselves with our han'kerch'efs, 'Tobias, 1 hev con cealed my feeliu's very keerful, but they can't be retained no more. Hear me, cruel being!' "'I will not,' says Tobias. Go away, or I'll tell everybody 1 know how 1 ought to behave, and I'm always particular I promised ma 1 would be. Go away!" "Then Rosy Wood did go too fur. My cheeks mantles with blushes as I read this here, but she was wild with fun and hear ing us giggle and choke all about ber. " 'Tobias,' says she, 'my inteutions is honorable. I offer marriage. On my bended knees, Tobias, I beg you to be mine. Surely you will not refuse me.' '"1 an) obliged to decline your offer, ma'am,' says Tobias Starch, i should choose a more retiring and proper behaved person. Go awayP "As HOOD as he said them words Rosy be gan to weep. She wep' and sobbed and got highstrikes in a most nat'ral way Finally she says faintly " 'Tobias Starch, ajoo your cruelty has killed me. Ajoo—ajoo!' "Then she made a great noise Tallin onto the floor, and Tobias opened the door. There warn't uo light in our room, and his shaded lamp didn't reveal uotbin. " 'Where are you, poor girl?' says he. '• 'Here,' says Rosy Km brace me one# before 1 die.' '• 'So,' says Tobias Starch. 1 will not embrace you. You air not dyin, your hands air warm; but 1 am very Horry for you. You will get over this ill fated at tachment in time, and take a lesson from this affair, and remember that boldness in a lady 1b abhorrent to a man of DrincioJa. Go to yout rooth, Miss Wood, and pray to be comforted. I will pray for you.' " 'Assist me to rise,' says Rosy. "There was a kind of bumping sound, and we knowed it was time to light up. In a minute a blaze of brilliance from half a dozen kerysene ile lamps and as many taller candles flooded the room, aud Mr. I Tobias Starch, settin onto the floor, looked ' around and saw the company, and heard I 'em, too, for we laughed until we had to j stop for breath. At last Jeremiah riz up. | and says he: I " 'Come, Mr. Starch, don't feel mad. Rosy heard tell how't you said she was settin her cap for you. and this is only tit for tat.' "But Tobias Starch never smiled. He riz up from the floor, walked into his room, come out with his bag in his hand and his hat on and walked out of the house, and next week left Soapstone for good. "That night we jest larfed over our nuts and gingerbread and cider; but flirty soon it got to be no laughin matter for Rosy Wood. Some wicked critter spread the report that she had actilly proposed to Mr Starch, meanin it, and she was worridsick by it. "That," says I. closin my hook, "was twenty years ago; hut only this October the report was riz again, and spiteful things has been Haid in tny hearin ag'in a lady that does not deserve it. So, unac customed as I am to public speak in, I hev riz up to tell the truth on my Bible oath over a seal and postage stamp, and let everybody ever after bold their tongue." ttyhere was a kinder solemn silence. 1 dunno what may hev been comin, but jest then up riz the strange gentleman with the bald head and gives me a beamin smile and says he: "1 should like to add my testimony to that of the sister that has just finished. 1 am a witness she has forgotten. I am To bias Starch himself, grown considerably older, and I solemnly attest to the state ment you have just heard. I was a little prig in those days, brothers and sisters, very conceited and very anxious to do right, too solemn and pokey, and not able to see a joke, and spoiled at home by my dear old mother, who spoils nte still; hut 1 was not bad enough to tell a falsehood. J never misrepresented Miss Wood, whose New Year's eve joke gave me a good les son. I regret others have done it. I think 1 see Miss Wood yonder Will she shake hands with me?" 1 remember his very words, aud how noble he looked stand in there. And Rosy Wood came out of her corner, laughing and blushing and holding out her hand. "I'm glad to ask your forgiveness, Mr. Starch," says she. "1 was young and too full of fun in those old days. I've certainly got bravely over the first of t hose things anyhow." "And my conceit has dropped away with my hair," says he. But they didn't look either old or ugly for all, as they stood there shakin hands, first with each other aud then with me. and I felt proud of what I'd went and did. That evening Mr. Starch devoted his at tent ion most petickeler to Rosy Wood, and she didn't seem to hev no objections. He took her down to supper and pulled snap crackers with her, and gave her mottoes, and eat a philopene with her, and hebeaued her hum. He was a bachelor and had been goin west, and it seemed kinder providen tial that he should hev been visitin our dominie that very New Y'ear's eve when 1 made up tny mind to give the facts of Rosy Wood's case and stop the slander. And it seented more so jest a few days before the next New Year's came round, when Rosy, with her eyes gleaming and her cheeks as red as lady slippers, put her arm through mine comin from church and said: "Aunty, Tobias Starch and I are going to be married New Year's eve, and I am going with him on his mission. This time he proposed!"— Mary Kyle Bulla* in Fire side Companion. How Germauy Celebrates. The Germaus begin to celebrate the first day of the new year on the last day of the old. The 31st of December, the day dedi cated in the calendar of the church to St Sylvester, pope and martyr, is with the vast majority of the people of northern Germany the great festive day, or rather festive evening, of the winter. Masquer ades, private and public balls, and other festive gatherings are the order of the night. No private house, no restaurant or drinking place is without a huge Sylvester bowl of steaming punch, which has to be replenished again and again for the toasts drank to health and welfare of everybody and everything in the coining new year. On the day itself—on the Ist of January —the majority of the male population of northern Germany suffer from headache in consequence of toasting too freely their friends and acquaintances during the pre vious night. Calls are made on the day among relatives and intimate friends only, except that iu the ponderous bureaucratic ; system of Germany every government off! cer is expected to call on somebody above him in rank. How it is managed that all these state employees receive calls of their subordinates, and in their turn make calls on their superiors is a mystery to outsiders —Hartford Times. A Japanese New Year Breakfast. The breakfast, or first meal of the New Year, is "something unique," and Includes the toso and tea for drink, and for food the mochi, potatoes, fish, turnips, greens, soup, each of which may be served separately or all may be combined into a kind of stew, called zoni ("mix boil"). Among the well to do classes a large fish named buri, a kind of tunny fish, which has been salted, forms an important part of the New Year's feast. On thatoccasion the ordinary crock ery of daily use will he laid aside, aud wooden bowls, lacquered "red inside and jet black outside," with the family crest in gold, are brought out to grace the festal board. The children's howls "are rendered more attractive with the pictures of flying cranes on the covers and tortoises with wide fringed tails among the waves on the exterior of the bowls, all in gold."—Chi cago Tribune. The New Year—An Invocation. Oh, bright New Year with Joyous mien, With heart unknown to piercing woe, Scatter abroad the gold of peace. And bid the waves of pleasure flow! With rhythmic sound and trembling sheen. Through the channels of each soul. Command War's thundering voice to cease; Bid strong armed Plenty freely dole Comforts to man: make Sol increase The useful products of the green. Hush Discord's voice that hriugest forth From fierce Pandora's box the Ills Unnumbered, that with lightning speed Deep rack the bosom of the earth. Dci>opulato its habitable hills. Poison its soothing streams and rills. And to a desert change the mead. Strike, too, the heart, deep, down, within. O'erwhelm It with disgust for Sin. Cause Charity and Love to reign Triumphant o'er each hill and plain. Crush Mammon's head; to God alone Let adoration true be shown. Then loudly do we shout to thee: Welcome I welcome! JTr&naiacn Monitor. CHILDREN'S DAY IN PARIS. rhc French Santa Clans Cornea at New Year's — Dancing the Farundole. New Year's day is in Paris what Christ mas da** is in England—the children's day. Paris is adorable to her children, but never shows herself a kindlier mother than then. Just as on waking on Christmas day the English child wonders what the morn ing shall surely bring forth in acquired possessions, so does the Parisian little one on opening its eyes look round for those long hoped for etrenues that have formed the subject of its dreams for days and nights past. It is on the bed itself, or else ou the table of the nursery, that the French Santa Clans displays his guerdons. And Mars shows us such a sceue, where waking, a little girl sees what a dear visitor has come in the night. From the highest to the lowest the Pa rislans make a point on t his day of render ing the reveille of their little ones a happy one. I can remember how grand old Vic tor Hugo, when Jeanne and George were still rnites, was busy most of New Year's eve in laying out the surprises of the mor row. It was my good fortune to spend one such eve with him,during which the bitter satirist showed me how it was that the same pen that penned "Los Chatiment.s' could also have writted "I/Art d'Ktre Grandpere." But I have seen the same en thusiasm everywhere, even in those on whom the veneer of Parisian cynicism is most thickly laid. One might call New Year's day in Paris the children's day. for on this day it is certainly the little ones who tire most con sidered. Mars gives us several scenes that may be witnessed on such a day, and in each scene it will be noticed the little ones play the foremost parts Here it is the visit paid by the proud mother to her friend, where little Rene or Pan lot is taken out in his best attire to wish with his pret ty little lisp the (food and happy year to his mother's old schoolmate. There it is the visit to the boulevard fair which the children would not miss, poor though the show is. Yet the long lines of booths, sur rounded by animated crowds, are on a fine afternoon a pretty sight enough—a sight at any rate which delights children, even where their parents buy them nothing I have seen pilgrimages of little ragged ones from Belleville and Montrouge de scending like a flock of tattered sparrows on the unfamiliar boulevards on such a day, just for the pleasure of seeing. And doubtless toys thus exposed in the open air—indeed the whole unconventionality ol it all—appeal to that instinct of bohemi anism which is in the nature of all little children till the schoolroom and long years of discipline have destroyed it. Here we have the children, surfeited with pres ents from their parents, showing gratitude and filial affection, besides other virtues which they have been taught to admire, in their turn affording their parents an agreeable surprise. What a pretty com edy the parents will play when the little ones come in, each with his "compliment'' in his hand, fairly copied out and bound with gayest ribbons! Then, as handing over these letters patent of affection, the littleonesdrawl forth with blushing hesitations the lines of the verse they have learned, the affected pleasure ol the parents must come to be really felt. How well Jeanne speaks her lines; what pretty gestures Jean has got! In the even ing, in most Parisian houses, after the din ner at which all members of the family have been present, a children's party is held. In some houses, in the houses of the ricli and the fashionable, may be the faran dole will be danced by the little ones, as Mars shows us. But where even the name of the farundole was never known thert will bo gladness and childish happiness And it cannot be denied that a city which begins a new year of life amid the joyous laughter and merry games of its little ones makes no such bad beginning, R II Sherard in Londou Graphic. A Scottish Custom. "Dipping" is another practice followed on New Year's day, but it has nothing to do with snuff. A Ilible is opened haphaz ard, and the first verse that catches your eyes tells your fute for the ensuing year In Scotland friends are entertained on the last night of the year, and as the clock strikes midnight every one exchanges kisses—men and all. In some parts of England a band plays religious music in the main street for an hour before miduight, but as soon as the New Year arrives loyal tunes and merry airs are substituted, and a procession is formed and the citizens march through the town. Another old custom is to open the doors and windows at midnight to wel come the New Year. In Ireland boys run übout on New Year's day with little twisted wisps of straw, which tLey hand you as an omen of prosperity, and expect an acknowledgment in return.—Selected. The Roman Calends. In the earliest calendars of the Jewish nation, as well as in those of the Egyp tians, Greeks and Romans, no mention is made of the Ist of January. The year did not begin with that month, but with March; but when Numa Pompilius be came emperor he added January und Fell ruary. The first month he named in honor of the god JUHUH, the deity who was sup posed to preside over doors and gates, and might be inferred co have something to do with the opening of the year. The Ro mans dedicated the whole mouth to their ! god because at that time the husband j men in southern Italy began their labors ; in the fields and vineyards. The emperor j also decreed that henceforth the first day j or the "calends" of January, should be ; celebrated as New Year's day.— Exchange. I Begins the New Year Earnestly. Sunday School Teacher—Yes. children, 1 the New Year should be full of bright hopes und aspirations for all of us. Bright Boy—That's what my pa says. Sunday School Teacher—Does he indeed T \ Bright Boy —Yes, ma'am, and he always starts iu by getting full of 'em too.—Roch ester Post Express. A New Year's Thought. Rocking in the firelight's glow In this dreary land of snow, Yoarningly 1 dream Of the sun's warm gleam, Dowu where tue orange blossoms grow. 1 see a sky of sapphire hue— So deeply, darkly, densely blue- Wit h the Southern Cross ablaze In a tangled silver niaau, And a host of star eyes peeping through. I smell the roses red and white, Full blossomed in the warm moist night; And the stately jasmine flower. With all her subtle power, Pouring out her soul's delight. Another year bas come and gone. And yet I struggle on eloue! What are fame and "career?" There is nothing half so dear As the few in life who really are our ownl —Near York World. I NEW YEAR'S IN 1864.1 INCIDENTS IN THE ESCAPE o<= NORTH- J ERN SOLDIERS FROM PRISON. How Patriotic Will 1 nny S ing "The j Star Spangled Cannes" on Ike rennet* see Mountains- Weird Music front the : i Echoes In the Valley. In the early purt of IBOH three Federal ; soldiers found themselves in captivity m \ Columbia, S. C., in the stockaded prison ' best knowu as "Camp Sorghum.'' A long 1 course of raw cornmeal and sorghum mo | lasses, without salt or any means of cook ing, had made the men desperate, and they resolved at all risks to break awaj ! and start for the north. James Dean ami John Brady were from the Third Indiana infantry, while Francis Charcot was lieu tenant in the First Tennessee. At this time there was a well understood route to freedom known to the prisoners, crossing the Saluda and Broad rivers into western North Carolina, and once in the Alleghanies it was not difficult to find guides Aud friends. So on the night of Nov. 8 the attempt was made. Charcot and > Brady succeeded in crossing the dead line i safely, but poor Dean was shot dead. The survivors at once started on a run j through the open pine woods. They did ! their best, for the cry of the dogs kept to I pursue runaways from the stockade was plainly heard, but they finally baffled them j by walking about 200 yards dowu a small stream, and in the early morning they saw , the men and clogs hunting their lost trail. ! Another start was made, and a long weary walk through the rain, when they saw a small cabin ahead. Cautiously re I connoitering, an old negro came to the door, and at once asked them in. "Pze ! heard of ye; de boss told me to keep my j eye open aud give an alarm." and the old fellow gave a hearty chuckle. A baked coon and corn bread made the party a hearty supper, and a long and re freshing sleep followed. And now for thirty two weary days they • kept ou to the north, the face of the conn try becoming more and more mountainous, for they had reached the foothills of the Alleghanies. Late at night they reached the home ol ; "Shooting John Rogers," to whom they were directed. Carefully looking through | the chinks, they saw one man sitting in front of the fire, while a tall woman was j moving about the loom that took up half i the room. A low whistle and the man j sprung to his feet. "Come on," said Charcot, "we're two to j one and it's all right." and they entered. j The man said at once "Prisoners, where from? Why, I'm from Florence myself, and I've been forty days on the road." Mrs. Rogers was reserved, but friendly ' and the uew companion was found to be a | Vermonter named Denny, who was taken j at Chattanooga, out of an Ohio regimeul He was certainly a character, as will np pear further on. "Shooting John" was away, but expected home. After a supper of chicken and corn bread ail hands lay on the floor and slept until midnight, when they were rudely awakened and found the room full of men in butternut suits and well armed. Their leader was a tall cap tain of the home guard, aud inclined to be jolly. He asked for our adventurers and placed them under arrest, at which he i laughed heartily. Guards were set, and ! all went to sleep again, and in the morning the fugitives found all the Confederates gone but three men, who were supposed to guard the prisoners, which they did in a very easygoing manner, leaving their guns | in the chimney while they went outside to j divide a pint of applejack. With a rush j the guns were tuken, and. bidding the as tonished "rebs" good by, the "Yanks' marched up the road. The guards were only raw country boys and were, in fact, badly scared. The fugitives soou learned that the rabei authorities wanted "Shooting John" badly and he was now in hiding in the mountains so that it was not until Christmas day that they met him, being fed in the mean time at a stillhouse kept by a man named Bean. From Rogers they learned that a party of thirteen prisoners and refugees was to start north, each of the soldiers to pay fifty dollars on reaching the Federal outposts. Early in the day, guided by Cissy Headly a stout mountain lass, the three wanderers started for the rendezvous to meet Rogers After making their way through the lands by a cattle track, they turned a high rock The effect was startling. Before them lay seventy miles of the valley of east Ten nessee; the air clear, the blue mountaius were seen until lost on the horizon, the sun glistening on the snowy ridges. Leaning against the face of the rock was a log shanty. No one was there save an old negro, who said that the others would come before morning. The girl started for home, and the rest of the party made themselves comfortable They had plenty of food, and Bean had given Denny a half gallon jug of very good applejack, so New Year's eve was spent , hilariously. The night was lovely, the moon near the full, pouring a flood of sil very light on the snow decked piues. As the night wore away Denny grew demon strative and intensely patriotic, and rose ] with the remark that he was "goin to the top of the mountain to sing the 'Star Span f gled Banner.'" The others remonstrated. The negro was white with terror. "Whoop!" There was no stopping him. and iu a moment lie had gained the sum mit of the rock above the cabin. He was a large man, but his outlined form against the sky seemed gigantic—it was near morn ing—aud striking an Attitude he began iu a powerful tone Oh! say, ran you see by the dawn's early light— We were all startled by what followed I The position he had taken was evidently a place of eclioes, as from the valley below : palisaded with pines, came thunderous re verberations. "By the dawn's early light' i rolled westward until until lost in faint melody iu the recesses of the hills. Aud so it went on. It was very grand, but it might bring the enemy. Yet Denny was . beside himself with excitement, and it was only after a repetition of the chorus that he came down, "The land of the free and the home of the brave" dying away iu soft bugle notes. ! When Rogers came in the morning he i was told, and said: "Darn the mad Van j keel lait's get away," and so we started , : New Year's, 1804, and after seventy miles | of tramp through a primitive wilderness , ; reached the Union lines at I.#oulou. Of all I the adventures that befell the wanderers in their escape nothing will be, while life j lasts, so well remembered as Will Denny's | music on that eventful New Year's day j —P. D. Haywood in Philadelphia Press. i , He and Sorrow. Why does his step with sorrow lag? And why his eye o'ercast with grief? I - Re's getting o'er an Xnias jag And turning over a new leaf. • Braudou Bucksaw. CASTOR I A >., ..yj for Infanta and Children. • 'Cantor! a Is so well adapted to children that I recommend it as superior to any prescription known to me." H. A. ARCHER, M. D., 11l So. Oxford St., Brooklyn, N. Y. " The use of ' Castorla * is so universal and Its merits so well known that it seems a work of supereropation to endorse it. Few are the intelligent families who do not keep Cantoris within easy reach." CARLOS MARTYN, D. D., New York City. Late Pastor Efloomingdale Reformed Church. THE CENTAUR COMPANY, 77 MURRAY STREET, NEW YORE. 'NINETEEN - YEARS - EXPERIENCE In J^eatlier. ' Our stock is bound to go. There is nothing like slim figures to put it in motion. We have laid in a very large stock of seasonable goods. WE BOUGHT CHEAP—WE SELL CHEAP. A lot of goods turned quick at close margin is good enough for us. Now is the time to buy A No, 1 Goods —None Better on Earth At Very Close to Manufacturing Prices. |We do business to live. We live to do business, and the way to do it is to oiler the very best grade of goods at prices that will make them jump. An extra large line of ladies' and gents' underwear just arrived. Call and see us. Thanking I you for j'ast favors, we remain, yours truly, Geo. Chestnut, 93 Centre Street, Freeland. YOU WILL FIND US AT THE TOP jlw THE C LOTHING LINE # With more freslt styles, low priced attractions and ser viceable goods titan ever. The big chance and the best chance to buy your fall clothing is now offered. Our enormous stock of seasonable styles is open and now ready. Such qualities and such prices have never before been offered in Freeland. A thoroughly first-class stock, combining quality and elegance with prices strictly fair. Come in at once and see the latest styles and most serviceable goods of the season in MEN'S, BOYS' AND CHILDREN'S CLOTHING, HATS, CAPS AND FURNISHING GOODS. The newest ideas, the best goods made, the greatest variety and the fairest figures. Everybody is delighted with our display of goods and you will be. Special bar gains in overcoats. Remember, we stand at tlie top in style, quality and variety. JOHN SMITH, BIRKBEC VS ND . . H. M. BRISLIN, UNDERTAKEB EMBALMER. HORSEMEN ALL KNOW THAT Wise's Harness Store Is still here and doing busi ness on the same old principle of good goods and low prices. "I wish I had one." HORSE : GOODS. Blankets, Buffalo Robes, Har ness, and in fact every thing needed by Horsemen. Good workmanship and low prices is my motto. GEO. WISE, Jeddo, and No. 35 Centre St. Advertise in the Tribune. 1 Castor!a cures Colic, Constipation, gour Stomach, Diarrlinoa. Eructation, Kills norms, gives sleep, and promotes di ! gestion, Without injurious medication, " For several years I have recommended your ' Castoria,' and shall always continue to do so as it has invariably produced beneficial results." EDWIN F. PARDEE, M. D., "The Winthrop," lx!stli Street and 7th Ave., New York City, GO TO Fisher Bros. Livery Stable FOR FIRST-CLASS TURNOUTS At Short Notice, for Weddings* Parties and Funerals. Front Street, two squares below Freeland Opera House. IMimiIIW DIVISION". j I m.—Anthracite coal used exclu |l j si insuring cleanliness and ARRANGEMENT OP PASSENGER TRAINS. DEC. 4, 1809. LEAVE FREELAND. •1.10, 8.35, 0.40, 10.41 A. M., 12.25, 1.50, 2.4.'?, .1.50, 4.55, 0.41, 7.12, H. 47 P. M., for Drifton, Jeddo, Lumber \ u ril. Mock ton and Hazleton. o.io, 0.40 A. M., 1.50, 8.50 P. M., for Mauch ( hunk, Allentown, Jlethlehcm, IMiilu., Easton ami New York. 5.35 A. M. for Bethlehem, Easton and Phila delphia. e- i 4 , l>- M - (via Highland u i L a ii i\. V' 'Liven, Glen Summit, n i Ikes-Bane, Pitts ton and L. and B. Junction. SUNDAY TRAINS. 11.40 A. M. and <1.45 P. M. for Drifton, Jeddo, Lumber Yard and Hazleton. f ,V r Delano. Mahanoy City, Shen iindoah. New \ ork and Philadelphia. ARRIVE AT FREELAND. 5.50, 7.00, 7.20, O.IH, 10.50 A. M., 12.10. 1.15. 2.33 LSO, 7.0:1 and 8.37 P. M. from Hazleton, Stock ion, Lumber \ aid, Jeddo and Drifton. 1.20,0.15, 10.50 A. M„ 12.10,2.08,4.50, 7.00 P. M. from Delano, Mahanoy City and Shenandoah (via New Boston Branch). LIS and *.37 P. M. from New York, Easton, Philadelphia. Bethlehem, Allentowu and Mauch(hunk. 0.18 and 10.50 A. M. from Easton, Philadel phia, Bethlehem and Mauch Chunk. 0.18, 10.41 A. M., 2.43, 0 41 P. M. from White Haven, Glen Summit, YVilkes-Burre, Pitteton and L. and B. Junction (via Highland Branch). SUNDAY TRAINS. 11.81 A, M. and 8.31 V. M. from Hazleton, Lumber 5 ard, Jeddo and Drifton. 11.81 A.M. l i*iim lleltino, Hujleton, Fhlladel phia and Easton. 3.31 P. M. ironi Pottsville and Delano, ror lurthcr information inquire of Ticket Agents. I. A. BWEIGARI), Gen. Mgr. C. G. HANCOCK, Gen. Pass. Agt. Pniladelphio, Pa. A. W. NON N EM AC H EH, Ass't G. P. A., Bouth Bethlehem, Pa,
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