Freeland Tribune Established 1388. PUBLISHED EVERY MONDAY AND THURSDAY, BY THE FRIEUNE PRINTING COMPANY. lilted Of VICE: MAIN STREET ADOVE CENTRE. FItEELANI), PA. SUBSCRIPTION BATES: One Year SLSO fclx Mouths 75 j Four Months 50 Two Mouths '25 The lato which the subscription Is paid to is on tne ail dress label of each paper, the obanK" of which to a subsequent date be comes a receipt for remittance. Keep the j figures in advunce of the present date. Re- j port promptly to this office whenever paper is not received. Arrearages must bo paid whou subscription is discontinued. Jda'eall mon-y orders, checks, eic,,payabL \ the Tribute Printing C mpany, Limited, j Society seems to have settled upon the automobile run to succeed the bi- ; cycle run, but the same old-fashioned walk follows when the vehicles break \ down. Zola says what impressed him most in Loudon was the number of hairpins 1 en the sidewalks. London must have adopted a measure of some sort to compel the women to throw away their concealed weapons. An English doctor announces that most men who are afflicted with ap pendicitis would have escaped it il they had not acquired the habit ol crossing their legs. Now we may • wallow our grape seeds again. While the departments of La Paz and Oruro now enjoy steam communi cation with the outside world, the re mainder of Bolivia is as isolated as it was in the time of the Incas, her vast natural wealth is inaccessible aud the great wealth of her products cannot be exported profitably. It seems almost to be taken for ! granted by the majority of men that money is of more value than anything j else, writes the llev. Charles M. Shel- I don in the Ladies' Home Journal, j Character, reputation, absolute fideli- I ty to eveu the finest shades of dis- \ tinction between honor and dishonor | —the almighty dollar seems some times to weigh all these down and sit i thioued on a man's eternal soul. Iu the women's golf championship J games iu Philadelphia we are told that "Mrs. Fox sclaffed her brassey sec ond, the ball lolling down the hill to a bal lie." Aud then we are in formed that her opponent "approached dead on the like, but miserable put ting by Miss Hoyt resulted in a halved hole 7to 7. They drove well from the fifteenth tee and were on the edge of the green on their thirds. Miss Hoyt was stymied on her putt, and Mrs. Fox won the hole, making the latter dormie 3." And yet there are persons iu this country who strenuously ob ject t the dialect story, but who countenance the ever-growing popu larity of {golf. It is not often the government en ters into competition with the comic papers, but the Daily Bulletin of the postofiice department at Washington is full of humor. The Bulletin an nounced the creation of a postofiice in the Indian Territory named Story, "Special from Beefsteak." The read ers of tlie Bulletin were somewhat stunned by this announcement, but the next day's Bulletin made it all right, explaining that Story is really special from Beef Creek, and that the United States government never really fell so low as to name one of its post offices after a beefsteak. Next the Bulletin announced that Uncle Sam had decided to name a Kentucky post office Xerinx.aud that the initial post mistress of Xeriux beat's the imposing name of Sister Mary Rosino Green. He ha also established a postofiice in Mississippi, named Okra of which the postmaster is Drunken L. Little. Uncle Sam seems to revel in postmas ters with queer names, for he has ap pointed in one batch Eva Whitecotton, Eelke Pourtinga, and Knud Alfstad, be sides Sister Mary and Mr. Little. Fi nally the Bulletin announced as an ap propriate climax that a new postofiice in West Virginia is named Pad, aud that it is appropriately a "Special from Luoncvvillo." The national government iius Just lecided to go into the menagerie bus! ness on a scale which will make t'n: ordinary collection of animals look lonesome by comparison. The new menagerie will occupy 16G acres of land northwest of Washington. Circulars have been prepared and sent, out to the consular representatives of the govern ment all over the world, instructing them to purchase and forward tc Washington animals of as many differ ent species, indigenous to the countries in which they are located, as possible It is expected that Africa will con tribute the most specimens, among them the gorilla, giraffe, and chim panzee. The national "zoo" r/ill be maintained in connection with the Smithsonian institution THE AMERICAN SOLDIER. I Tif a far, far cry from the Minute Men And times of the buff ami blue To the days of the withering Jorgensen, The hands that hold it true. •Tis a far. far cry from Lexington To the isles of the China Sea, But ever the same the man and gun- Ever the sauie are wo. For the blood of the sires at Bunkei 11111, Through countless fierce campaigns, Is ns red and eager in peril still In the depths of the children's veins, And the hourt and the eye support the hand No matter what odds there be- Ever the same, thy sons, O laud, Ever the same are we. Not a Valley Forge, nor a Wilderness, Nor a hail of a Cuban steep. Can take one jot from our fearlessness, Who dully thy honor keep. We carry the flag through varying scenes— From the sign of the old pine tree To the Stars and Stripes of the Phtlip pines— Ever the same are we. And the lad with the fresh, unshaded moutli Fights as his fathers fought. And the man from the North aud the man from the South Do as their fathers wrought. Ami whether from city or town wo come We answer the call with glee— We hproes upspring at the heat of the drum- Ever the same are we. —EdwiuL. Sabin, iu Munsey's Magazine. ODOOOSC3GG3OOOOOG3OOOOOCOQ | grilling ar glories, o 0 A Tale of the Santiago Campaign, Written Q * Exclusively For This Paper by O 8 OSCAR HATCH HAWLEY, O q Lete Corporal9th Infantry, U. S. A. 0 | "wyrooTjKAppy." | oooooooarooaoooooooooooood ' " HE boys will tell <gT~| you that of all un gaiuly awkward kfL't bp "rookies" he was Wk"J-Jkf by far the worst fthat ever applied for service iu the Ninth. Yet he could not be turned down, for lyin the first place lie was able to pass the required physical and men tal examination, and iu the second place Uncle Sam had sent out orders to recruit every available candidate, and any one was considered available who had one lung and could see out of one eye. Thus did "Hayfoot" Harry become a member of the Ninth shortly after war had been declared. Of coarse he was not "Hayfoot" Harry when he entered the service. That beautiful and euphonious sobri quet only came with time—a very short time, in fact. He was sent to the awkward squad immediately on his enlistment aud there he remained until the Captain lost his religion, the First Sergeant threatened suicide aud the ranking Corporal became a raving lunatic. And all this because he did not know which was his left foot aud seemed unable to learn. The more he was coached on it the worse he be came, until at last the drill sergeant in desperation and despair cried out: "Say, you, you club-footed Shang hai, if you lead right foot again I'll hayfoot you. Do you hear?" And promptly ou the next order of ••Forward, march!" Harry led off with his right and was duly hayfooted. That operation consists iu shoving a good-sized wisp of hay down the out side of the left legging. It shows which foot is to start first on the march. As long as it was there Harry got along fairly well, and he was nevor without it until the regiment was packed on transports and started for Cuba. Then the hay was re- Shoved; not so the name; that stuck to him forever and he is known by it to-day. But Harry was not stupid—not by any means. In the manual of arms he was as proficient as the oldest man of ; his company. And he was a crack shot, too. Up to 1200 or 1500 yards he could make as good a score as the j best sharpshooter. Like all men he had his virtues and vices, about an equal quantity of each. But he was a genial, generous, whole-souled lad and well liked by all. In Cuba he •bowed the stuff he was made of. "Holy oat!" lie exclaimed when the regiment landed iu a hot fire from the Spaniards. "Holy cat, this is souie | thiug like it. This is ttie real thing. 1 shouldn't be surprised if we saw fightin' down here. Maybe we'll git all that's comiu' to ns." Which, as after events proved, showed that he had the true spirit of prophecy. Shortly after the landing Harry was detailed to the pioneer squad. This is a body of men selected from the different regiments to precede the army and build bridges, roads and I fords, rt is headed by an officer with I three or four non-commissioned offi- J cers who take charge of detachments, I woiking on half a dozen different ! jobs at the same time, the whole pro ; oeeding in regular order and never getting very far from one another. I One morning the detachment in j which Harry was working was de tailed to construct a ford over a stream. It was at a bend of the river, hemmed in ou all sides by dense jun gle. As the work was proceeding rapidly every one thought to have the job finished by noon, when suddenly a hissing of bullets filled the air ami two men fell, mortally wounded. In stantly axes and shovels were dropped and the squad made a rush for the road. They were going it helter skelter, the Sergeant in the lead, when they were arrested by a sharp command: "Halt!" Every man stopped and turned. Harry had given the order and when they realized it were about to proceed | again when he called out: "Hay, youse, where you goin'?" ••Jest watch our smoko an' you'll see," replied the Sergeant. "You ain't runnin' ftway from the Greasers, ore you?" returned Harry. "Not a bit of it, but they need up jest now up at headquarters aud wi better git there mighty lively, too. ! Come on, boys." "No," yelled Harrv authoritatively, "come ou with me. We'll turn in and give 'em a rassel." "I command you to follow me, men," said the Sergeant hotly. "Take your old command an' go on home with it." j Harry plunged into the woods and j was immediately followed by every I man of the detachment. ) "I'll have you all court-martialed I and shot for disobedience," yelled the Sergeant as a parting shot. But that had not u particle of effect on the men who were now dominated by Harry's personality. When they were out of sight in the woods Harry halted the squad and said: "Boys, I have an idea tliey's quite a bunch of Spaniards layin' around somewhere. They's about thirty of us here an' I guess we're good for a hundred or two of 'em if we should happen to meet 'em." "Right you are," came the answer iu chorus. "Now, then, not too much racket. It's up to us to go in an' clean out these tellers if we can find 'em, other wise the Sergeaut'll have us ail up be fore the old man in the morning. Fol low me an' I think we'll git 'em." Without more ado Harry started off aud the rest followed single file, walk i ing as silently as possible. They ; made a long detour and at last oame ■ out on the river again about half a i mile from where they had been work ing. At this spot were half a dozen immense mango trees, whose towering tops reached far above the surround ing shrubbery. "Now, boys, I think we better git into one of these trees an' see if we can spot the enemy. If we do find em this will be a dandy place to do business in, for the trees tops aro too thick to see into an' we can see out of 'em first-rate." That seemed a fine plan, and a moment later the squad was into the largest tree and safely hidden from sight. "Holy cat!" exclaimed Harry when he had reached a spot from which to take observations. "Holy cat, but this must a been pretty near where the Greasers tired from. There's the place we were workin', and the whole layout can be seen from here. An' I'll hot it can't be seen from atfy other place around the country. Holy cat!" This last exclamation was caused by the sharp report of a rifle and the bullet which tore through the tree taking off the heel of his shoe. The first shot was followed by a volley. It came from another mango tree about twenty yards away. It was now plainly evident where the Spaniards were. The bullets were whistling about the men's ears by scores and hundreds. Without wait ing for orders they shielded them selves as best they could behind the largest limbs of the tree and returned the tire. "Strap yourselves up with your canteen straps so you won't fall when shot," yelled Harry from the top of the tree. But already throe men had fallen. The rest, however, followed the advice immediately and the battle went on. Crash, crash. First from one tree and then from another came the volleys. From the number of the enemy who went tumbling down it was easily seen that the American fire was destructive. But that of the Spaniards was hot, also, as several lifeless forms, hanging limp iu their cauteeu straps, showed. "Holy cat, boys, this is gittin' too hot," yelled Harry aa a Mauser bullet ! tore off one of his fingers. "Let's shin down the tree an' tackle 'em from | the ground up." j No sooner said than done. Iu less than a minute what remained of the American squad was charging across the open space between the two trees, yelling like mad aud shooting as they j ran. Gnce under the tree they poured | a hot fire into the top. It was deadly and soon had the desired effect. The | Spaniards ceased tiring and one of their | number whipped out a dirty blood stained handkerchief aud waved it frantically in the air. "Do you want to quit?" called Harry up the tree after he had given tlie order to cease tiring. ! "Si, seuor," came the answer, i "Yes, I see, all right," said Harry, I "lmt that's not your fault. You'd a had rae dead if you cuild." | "Si, seuor." ' "Same to you. Well, climb down an' he quick about it, too." The Spaniards did not understand his words, hut they did his aotions. Down they came and lined up in a row before him. There were just twenty of them. Thirty more lay under the tree either dead or wounded. "That reminds me. Guess I better see how we came out," said Harry after counting his prisoners. Going over to the other mango tree lie found ten men dead and six wound ed, all but three still strapped in the tree. With first aid bandages he ! bound the wounds of the men as best lie could, both Americans and Span iards. Then, leaviug the wounded in charge of a detail of five men, he | started for camp with the balance. I Ho did not get far when he met a ! regiment which had been sent out iu j search of him. The firing had been heard at the camp. It was feared that j the Americans would be worsted on I account of their small number, and so the regiment had been ordered out as a relief party. ; Harry and his prisoners were es | corted to the camp in triumph. When they arrived there the Colonel cam# forward and taking his hand saidi "Young man, I'm proud of yon. You are a hero. But you are under arrest on charge of disobeying a Huperior officer. You will be tried I to-morrow morning. Go to the guard ' tent." | The trial didu't amount to muoh. | Harry was found guilty, sentenced to be shot and paidoned, all within twenty-four hours. The trial and sentence were a matter of military i discipline. The pardon was a matter of a message from the Colonel to \ Washington. (Everyone was satisfied and Hayfoot ! Harry is now ranking Sergeant in his company in the Philippines. THINKS HANGING IS PAINLESS. CurlouH Cartas Cltocl of Involuntary Sui cide at Public Inhibitions. Dr. Roger S. Tracy, chief of Phila delphia's bureau of vital statistics, who believes that hanging is a pain less death by reason of cerebral con gestion causing complete insensibility before the agony of suffocation begins, cites the following instances: The London Lancet for April 17, 1847, tells of the case of John Harn shaw, who was hanged daily for sev eral years as an exhibition. On three occasions he did not fix the rope right and in each case he was cut down m au unconscious condition and had gone through all the sensations of being choked to death. He afterward said that he could not recollect any thing that happened to him. The moment he got the rope in the wrong place, he said he could not get his breath, he could not move his arms, legs or hands or even think lucidly. He felt that he wanted to loosen the rope, but never thought of using his hands for the purpose. An American diver named Scott was formerly an attraction at museums, where he hanged himself before the audience. He adjusted the rope arouud his neck, and then stepped off the platform on which he had been standing. Wheu he had hanged as long as he pleased he lifted his feet and stepped back on the platform. He hanged himself as a show once too often, and finally died before a large and delighted audience. On this fatal occasion he hung for thirteen minutes and no one in the audience imagined that he was dying, as he did not struggle and made no effort to lift his feet back to the platform. Tea CaravaiiH From China. The newspaper published in Tomsk, called the Siberian Latest News, givos some very curious details about the Russian tea caravans that transport thousands of tons of tea from Obina and distribute it in various parts ol Siberia and Russia. During the first twenty days of January last 19,000 sleighs laden with tea passed through the city of Tomsk. The ordinary size of these tea caravans is from fifty to seventy sleighs, though sometimes from 200 to 300 are ineluded in one caravan. The average load is five bales, each weighing from seventy to 120 pounds. Five sledges are fastened together drawn by one horse, and one man at tends to the detachment. To the rear sledge of each group are tied a bun dle of hay and a measure of oats so that the horses may feed during the march. This facilitates progress, for the caravan does not need to halt for the purpose of baiting the horses. As the horse in front, however, does not have anything to eat before him his place in the caravan must be changed occasionally to give him an opportu nity to eat his lunch. The caravans travel night and day. The only halts during the twenty-four hours are in the villages where the weary horses are exchanged for fresh animals. The drivers sleep on the sledges, while traveling, in spite of the severe cold. A Diplomatic Drummer. Assistant Secretary of Stale Thomas W. Oridler in the discharge of his diplomatic duties has crossed the ocean probably more times than any other official iu that branch of the National Government. On one voy age he made the acquaintance of a traveling salesman whose companion ability was marred by curiosity. "Traveling on business like myself, I suppose?" "Yes." •'What line of goods?" "Papers." "Wall, writing or printing?" "Papers for cabinets." "Humph, I thought cabinet-makers used only wood, steel and brass!" "Most of them do," and the diplo mat began to speak of other things.— Philadelphia Saturday Evening Post. Clothed of the Crowd. Looking down from the tenth stop of a stoop in Broadway, near Liberty street, at the fast moving crowd of prosperous people one sees strange sights as regards clothes. The busi ness man who, on a level with you, presents himself to your gaze with a good front, is slouchy and baggy, wrinkled and ill-fit when looked at from above. Few men dress well, anyway. How many do you know who wear the glossiest of silk hats and the sorriest of run-down shoes? How many have their trousers half an inch too short behind? The fat man can not help this. The thin man knees his "pants" until they look like pokes. Stand above the crowd and look down. It is worth doing for ten minutes, if you have never tried it.—New York Press. The Marrlnfce ARC. What ia the averge age at which Englishmen marry? Twenty-eight years five months, Mr. Harold Mao farlane answers in the Lady's Realm. Then the average age of women at the time of marriage is twenty-six year, two months.—London Chronicle. I TALES OF PLUCK J AND ADVENTURE. | Three Against Seventy. Recklessly bravo deeds, done against J such odds that failure seeuis inevitable, | sometimes by the very brilliancy of [ their daring, end iu success. Such j was an act performed in a night of the year 1853. It was in India, after the ! uprising of that tituo. The rebellion | had been crushed, but many of the j mutineers had gathered into small | bauds and taken to brigaudage, j plundering the inhabitants of sur ; rounding distriots. Having been | trained in the use of arms, they soon overawed the peaceful traders and cultivators, and sometimes even I ventured to full upon Europeans, who were not in sufficient number to re sist. One of the marauding gangs had long infested the Barseah district, and had contrived to escape from the parties sent iu pursuit. It happened at last that a village patel, Chummum Singh by name, was taken prisoner. He had given information against the rebels, and iu revenge they came down upon him and his family and bore them off to the jungle, there to wreak their vengeance upon them. It wonld have fared ill with the unfortunate village dignitary if a young English officer, then doing duty with a regimeut of irregular cavalry, had not suddenly arrived iu the district. Ha was ou the march to join his corps, and was fatigued with a long journey. He no sooner heard of the outrage, however, than he made up his mind to teach the brigands a lesson. All the force he could collect consisted of five men of his own regiment, and a naik and six sepoys of the Bareilly levy, but he started at once to pursue the marauders. Night was falling, and for twelve miles he did not come up with them. They had traveled far out of the way to keep in haunts known only to their followers. At last, in the dark wood land, the Englishman saw the glare of a distant fire. His little foroe was divided. The Bareilly men had lost courage, and would take uo part iu the forward movement. Of the re maining five, three were left in charge ot the horses, and with the other two the young officer crept through three miles of dense vegeta tion, till he approached the bivouac of the robbers. There lay the brigands, fully seventy in number, while against them was the little hand of three determined men. The Englishman was not daunted. He had come to punish the brigands, and he thought nothing of the odds against him. The small party fired a volley, and followed it by a rush into the bivouac. The robbers, taken completely by surprise, believed that a big band had oome against them, for the foe was so fearless that they could not think there were not plenty of soldiers be hind. They broke and fled, leaving their plunder, their arms and their oaptives. Thus in a few minutes one brave man put seventy to flight, saved a loyal subjeot from torture and freed a whole district from terror. The name of Sir Evelyn Wood, now Adjntunt-General of the British army, has many times since then been heard of in connection with England's mili tary enterprises, but thatofficer never did a braver deed than when he at tacked, almost single-hauded, a gang of ruthless brigands, and taught thorn to respeot the power of England and English law. An Adventure on u Steeple. When a man goes np in a balloon he can never be sure where he will come down. Jack Cassell, an aeron aut, recently made an ascent at Alle gheny City and came down—or at tempted to come down—with a para chute. The Pittsburg newspapers tell the story of the adventure. Cassell went up to a height of two thousand feot. Then he dropped off the balloon with his parachute in his hands. He plunged straight down ward a hundred feet, and the specta tors held their breath in horror, sup posing that the parachute would not opon. But at this point the wind opened it, and Cassell ueared the earth more gradually. Soon the parachute seemed to be sailing along in a level course before the wind. This continued until Cas sell was nearly over the top of Calvary Church, which has two high spires. Here the parachute ceased its lateral movement, and doscended steadily toward the spires. It became evident to Cassell, glanc ing downward, that the big umbrella was dropping straight upon one of the steeples, which was tipped with sev eral sharp-pointed lightning-rods. He wondered for an instant why, with all tho earth to choose from, fate should have selected the sharp spear of a lightning-rod upon which to impale him. He escaped impalement, but so nar rowly that the parachute caught on the top of the steeple, stopping him with so sudden a jerk that nothing but his groat strength saved him from be ing hurled to the earth. As he could not detach the entaugled parachute, he managed to get his feet upon tho sill of a little Gothic win dow. Then he worked himself into a sitting posture, and clung Miere. There wus no menus of getting down, or getting through the window, or escaping in any way without help. It was au hour before relief, in the shnpe of his wife and his assistant, ar rived, and during this hour Cassell, perohed on his narrow window-seat, lived an age. He then out his para chute ropes, and tying them end to end, let the cord down to the ground. Hyde attached n heavier rope to th cord,* and Cassell pulled this up, tied it to the spire, aud slid down in safety to the street. Next his precious parachute had to b© rescued. Five tire department lad ders were lasted together, but they wore found to bo too short. Cassell theu went out on the roof of the church, and making use of the rope which he had left dungliug, climbed ouce more to the top, tore the parachute away, aud lot it float to the ground. Then ho slid down again, aud was ready for another ascent. A Tale of Chicago Mulcrats. Blooding from a score of wounds, J. J. Geraghty, a police operator in South Chicago, reached his home and told a strauge story of an attack on himself aud dog by a horde of musk rats iu the swamp along the Calumet River. Geraghty entered the swamp on a recent morning to hunt for reed birds. His dog, a magnificent Gordon setter, accompanied him. Shortly after noon he started homeward. Suddenly the furious barking of his dog startled him aud he ran forward to find the animal literally covered with musk rats, who were fighting desperately, biting and squealing like mad. They nipped at the dog's eyes and caught his tongue iu their sharp teeth. He seemed almost helpless, aud Geraghty fired his shotgun at the little army of rodents which came scampering to the scene, hoping to scare the ones which I were last killing his dog. He mowed down a dozen ruts without appreciably decreasing their number. The dog at last succumbed, aud the reinforce ments, numbering a hundred, Ger aghty says, turned their attention to him. "They climbed through my clothes in no time and bit me savagely," said the operator in tolling the story, "aud the only thing that saved my life waa the arrival of a couple of other hun ters who ran in with clubs and beat the little fellows off." Geraghty's story is corroborated by the hunters who rescued him. Musk rats in portions of the swamp are ' known to be numerous and occasion ally belligerent, but this is said to be the first instance whore thoy have at tacked a mau in any force. Treed by a North Wood* Wolf. The representatives of the Consoli- , dated Graphite Company, of Nova j Scotia, are engaged in opening a j graphite rniuo on the lauds of Merritt , Duell's farm, near Conklingville, N. Y. I The expert who is in charge of the 1 work, and is acquainted with all kinds j of animals, says that in going to the j mine u few days ago he saw a large | wolf. He describes it as being a very j old animal, as he looked gaunt and j haggard. At first the wolf seemed in clined to show fight, as he came up near to the man and growled aud I snarled aud seemed bent upon making a meal of the aged prospector. But, I he beiug acquainted with the habits of j these ferocious animals, made a dash for a nearby chestnut tree and grasped one of the lower limbs and drew him- ' self up and hastily climbed the tree. ; He was none too soon, for the teeth of ! the hungry animal snapped within a few inches of his legs just as he was pulling himself into the tree. The wolf made fruitless jumps after the thoroughly frightened man, who set ! up a yell for help,which was heard by j a party of men engaged iu excavating j at the mine, about one-fourth of a mile ! away. They hastily came to the res cue of their companion, who by this i time was in the topmost branches of ; the tree, still yelling lustily. When help arrived the wolf was run- | ning around the tree tfying to find out if there was not some way by which he could go up higher and make a breakfast out of the expert. The wolf, seeing that he was outnumbered, slow ly ambled away. X-<ost In n Cave. At least seventy-five years elapsed ! after tlie discovery of Mammoth Cave before a fair idea was gained of the extent and position of its passage ! ways. Within the past fifteen years | a considerable number of new galleries aud chambers have been added to the ! map. The guidas at l.uruy and other j oaves are usually willing to follow the lend of some knowing tourist who im agines that he can retrace his steps to J the entrance. Their experience is that, after a fow turns of the path, the amateur guide is hopelessly bewildered j aud resigns bis leadership. Every ! important cave has its stories of men ; who have lost their way in the iu- ' tricate passages. Old Matt, one of the guidos at Mammoth Cnve, could never tell without a shudder of the time when his lamp went out and ho found he had uo matches. He deter mined to gropo his way out, but sud denly his statf dropped into a pit of unknown depth aud the old black guide swooned on the edge of the chasm. When he came to, he began to grope on his hands and knees for the path aud to feel for the side walls with his hands. When he came to an intersecting path, he had to trust to his memory to guide liiin ill the right direction, aud most of the time he did not have to go far before he oame to some familiar object, such as a seat or : a peculiarly shaped stalagmite, that eon finned his judgment or showed him that he was on the wrong road. That Awful Hoy I "Willie," exclaimed his mother re provingly, "don't jump up and down iu that chair. You'll break it." "Pooh!" returned the boy, scorn fully. "I guess you don't know how strong that chair is. Just you ask Sister Emily " "Willie!" That was all that Sister Emily said, but he knew that she was good for a quarter if he let the sub ject drop. —Chicago Post. The linkers pf Constantinople sup ply 800,000 loaves of bread per day for the consumption of the capital, | THE ARMY OF PICKPOCKETS. I An Observant Policeman Describes Their Ranks and Methods. Some men operate on the "single j handed" basis; they travel alone, ar . range their own "frame-ups" (person ally corner their victims) and keep all the profits. There are a few well known successful pickpockets of this order, and they are rated high among their fellows, but the more general custom is for what is called a "mob" of men to travel together, one known as the "tool" doing the actual picking and the others attending to the "stall ing." A stall is the confederate of the pick pocket who bumps up against people or arranges them in such away that the pickpocket can gat at their pockets. Practically any one who will take a short course of instruction can learn how to stall, but there are naturally some who are more expert than others. A tool who hires his stalls and makes no division of spoils with them will sometimes have to pay as much as $5 a day for skilled men. When he divides what he gets, each man in the mob may get an equal share or not, according to a prearranged agreement, but the tool is the man who does the most work. Of first-class tools, men who are known to be successful, there are pro bably not more than 1500 in the United States. Practically every professional offender has a "go" at pocket-picking some time in his career, but there are comparatively few who make a suc cess of it as actual pickpockets; the stalls are numberless. Among the 1500 there are some women and a fan proportion of young boys, but the majority are men anywhere from twenty to sixty years old. The total number of the successful and unsuc cessful is 30,000. 40,000 or 50,000, as one likes. All that is actually known is that there is an army of them, and one can only make guesses as to tkeii real strength.—The Independent, Hideous Statues in lierlln. It is Emperor William's desire that henceforth the sculptors who do his bidding shall forget what they know of zoology and mythology as well. . "A fine example of the zoological art condemned by the Emperor," says the Berlin Borsenzeituug, is the national monument of Kaiser Wilhelm Lat tlie Schlossfreiheit. Besides the old Kaiser and his horse, the only figures really necessary, there are upon this monument nineteen half naked women, twenty-two half-naked men and twelve half-naked children. Then there are twenty-one horses, two oxen, eight sheep, four lions, sixteen bats, six mice, one squirrel, ten doves, two crows, two eagles, sixteen owls, one kingfisher, thirty-two lizards, eighteen snakes, one carp, one frog, sixteen crabs—in all, 157. "This number does not include the figures upon the mosaic foundation, which represent eagles and genii too numerous to mention. Fifty-three naked figures and 157 animals com prise the subjects required by the Berlin School of Art to awaken oui memories of old Wilhelm I. . If a per son can't express himself in a clear and short sentence he starts to make faces. When an artist cannot produce a clear simple picture of a man he takes refuge arnoug eagles aud naked girls.—Frankfort Correspondence Chi cago Record. "I" and "Me," The number of cultured, refined, educated people who slip into error in the use of "I" and "me" is large, and appears to be continually grow ing. Their trouble lies in their in ability to separate the first person from the third, where both are re ferred to, as in the expression, "Tom asked he and I if," etc. I heard a very clever man say yesterday, "George said that him and me were the only two in the store." A lawyer in Pine street, well known as a man of unusual ability, gets it wrong nearly every time by striving hard to get it right. He is so afraid that "my client and I" is incorrect that he com promises on "my client and myself." He knows my "client aud me" will not do. By separating the first aud second persons this stumbling block is instantly removed, and even a child cannot err. "George said that him and me were" might fool some people, but "George Baid that him was" could not trip any one. Neither could "George said that me was." Now, altogether, "George said that he was; George said that I was; therefore George said that he and I were."— Victor Smith, in New York Press. "Tommy Atkins." The nickname "Tommy Atkins," which outside of the British empire is generally supposed to apply to all British soldiers, in reality applies only to the infantry of the line. To call an artilleryman anything bul "gunner" would be to insult him; tht enlisted cavalryman who, like his superior, is a bit of a swell, would snort at any title save "trooper;" the engineer is a "sapper," and the men of the Grenadier Guards would have fits were they to be spoken of as "Tommies." The origin of the nick' name is rather curious. Twenty years ago, when General Ward Wolseley wrote his celebrated "Pooket Book," he used the name "Thomas Atkins" in the forms described for officers' ac counts and reports. Somehow, after the diminutive "Tommy" was substi tuted for "Thomas," the name stuck and the ordinary British soldier will probably remain "Tommy Atkins" to the end of time. A Wlae Precaution. An Augusta man doesn't mean to be mistaken for a deer, through his own fault, at least. He says he shall dress in a red sweater aud on his back in large vhite letters will have the le gend, "This is a Mau. Don't Shoot." —Lewiston (Me.) Journal.
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