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THE SOND'AY OBEGONUX, POBTEXnD, rAftttTTl 8, 1900.
NONE LIKE IT ANYWHERE
VODERS ALADDIH IX BBAKCH OF
HIS GOLDEX COFFEE-POT.
Lonely "Winter Vigil' o Two Miners
in the Mountains RemnrUablo
Bobbery f SnrrtTor.
"Tain't no use. Billy; 'tain't no nse,
but we mustn't givo up yet." I heard him
mutter to his companion, as I sauntered
along near them, curiously noting their
grotesque appearance, as they slowly
tneandered down the etreet-
The man wore a rusty brown suit, tat
tered and torn: his shoulders were unusu
ally broad and stooped, his body short, legs
long, feet big. From under the narrow
rim of a high-crowned hat. long, kinky,
unkempt, reddish brown locks, sprinkled
with gray, fell wildly over the stooped
shoulders, while a pair of the largest
hands I ever caw grasped the handles of
a wheelbarrow which he pushed along be
fore him. His companion was a venerable
old billy-goat, who walked sedately along,
chewing his cud: he waa attached to the
barrow by a short, dirty string.
The barrow was piled up with a miscel
laneous lot of old tin pans, blackened by
-smoke, and perhaps half a dozen bright,
new tin coffee pots: the whole load rat
tled and banged discordantly, as It was
rolled over the uneven cobble-stones.
At last they halted, and the man sat
down on the curb, removed his hat and
mopped his forehead with a great red cot
ton handkerchief. Unconsciously I also
stopped, and. rudely enough. I suppose.
stood watching them. Giving mo a side
long glance from a pJSr of small, twinkling
gray eyes, the man turned, with a rusty
chuckle, to the goat, and said: "Billy,
here's another one of 'em, and I guess
we'll have to tell our story to him afore
he'll leave us."
Tho goat looked wise, bowed his neck
end Jerked his short tall nervously; then
the man. as though he had gained the con
cent of his companion, turned to me and
"Tonne feller, it's all right, but I makes
it a point alius to ask fer a leetle some
thin' to wet my whistle with before I be
gin, then I'll tell yer the hull story."
A Secluded Xoolc
"Certainly," I replied, for I was begin
ning to feel myself under some obligation
to him. and we retired to a nearby resort
and seated ourselves at a little table. In
an obscure corner, while the waiter placed
two large schooners of foaming lager be
fore us. In two gulps, his glass was emp
tied and I motioned to the waiter to refill
It. While the waiter was drawing the beer
the man crossed over to the lunch counter
end helped himself to a cracker and a.
smoked herring, and then, taking two or
three green onions from a glass, he re
turned to the table, where he sat down and
munched the cracker and herring and fed
the onions to the goat, whom he had
brought In and tied to tho leg of the table.
The goat devoured tho onions with evi
dent relish, and looked wistfully for more,
observing which, the waiter removed the
glass to a safe retreat beneath the bar.
After the last bit of cracker had been
washed down, my companion wiped his
mouth with the red handkerchief, leaned
back In his chair and began:
"In 18, mo and Jako Pearson was In
the dlggln's, devotln' our time to pocket
liuntln', and we was havln' reasonable
good luck. Well, we kept gettln further
an further back In the mountains till
'long late In the Fall, when, fust thing
we knows, 'long comes a big snow storm
and we gets locked In. Wc had a tolible
comfortable cabin, an' plenty o' bacon an'
beans an' coffee, so we didn't much care,
tho" we knowed It would be a mighty
lonesome, dreary Winter. Our nuggets
was melted Into three or four big slugs,
an' we burled 'em In a corner o' tho cab
In. Our cookln' utensils was limited to
a fryln' pan, a coffee-pot an' two tin cups.
"Storm follered storm and there was
days an' days when we couldn't even stick
our noses out o' the door. It begin to git
mighty tejlus, and, to make matters
worse, tho terbackcr was glttln' low and
Jako was glttln' grouchy an' mean. If we
had only a leetle somethln to drink, we'd
a bin all right, but when the terbackcr
was all gone. Jake didn't do nothln' but
set in the corner an' mope all day, from
inornln' to night, an' I didn't do nothln'
but whittle an' whittle, all day, to keep
my spirits up. It don't take much to
worry an get a feller out o' sorts when
he's cooped up like that, an' one day wo
had the most aggravatln' thing happen;
the coffee-pot got to leakln', an nothln
we could do would stop the darn thing.
We stuffed rags In It, an we plastered
dough In it; 'twan't no use, only made It
leak more an' more.
A Serious Problem.
"Jako cussed the thing, an' then set
down In the corner an' sed he'd be blasted
If he'd drink any more coffee. For two or
three days after that I made the coffee in
the fryln pan, but it was greasy an' had
a bad flavor, so I sets an' studies all day
bow I can fix that blamed coffee-pot.
"At last I lit on a scheme an' even
Jake roused up from his corner for a few
minutes to watch mo. I went over an
dug up a gold slug an' comes over an'
Borders up the hole with gold. This tickles
t me so that I begins to look fer more holes,
an' as fast as I finds ono. In goes a geld
plug. At last, even the smallest hole Is
plugged up, an' then, as euro as I set here,
I begun to make more holes, just for tho
sake o flxln" 'em! First I made 'em here
an' there, an anywhere: then I beirun to
make 'em In even rows an' leave big knobs
o' gold on the outside; then I got out an
other slug o' gold and hammered It out
flat an cut It up into strips, an' made
bands an' rings, which I put 'round an'
round the coffee-pot, between the rows
o' knobs; then dekerated the lid with a
gold knob an' stripes o' gold, an when It
was done, tho hole thing was positively
"All Winter long I kep nddln here an'
dekeratln there, until, when Spring come.
Td growed very proud o' my work, an" I
remember I 6ed to Jake that there wnrn't
a king ncr a Vanderbilt what had a coffee-pot
as equelled ours. I believe It was
this work that kept me from gettln' nutty,
for before the first arum days come an'
the snow begun to melt, Jake was pbim
"One day Jake says to me: 'Jim, you're
a darn fool to put In all yer time on that
old coffee-pot, fer It'll only be a little time
before we'll have to melt it all over agin.
"This was tho fust time I'd thought of
that, and tho more I thought of it the
madder I got. To think of meltln up a
coffee-pot that not even a king could af
ford! Then and there, I made up my
tn'nd never to part with It!
"Poor old Jake! He didn't live long after
that: he come down with a fever, an' It
wont straight to his head, an' In less than
a week he was dead. I burled him In the
snow, and as soon as the canyon com
menced to open up a bit I got ready to
One evenln I was settln afore the fire,
cookln my last supper In tho cabin an' a
feelln' a good deal like I was a Jest gettln'
ready to 'scape from prison an I didn't
know whether I was glad or sorry when,
all o suddent, I heard tho tramplln' of
horses an" voices o' men comln up to the
cabin. I peeked out and saw two men
ride up In front of the door and dismount.
They come up an' hammered on the door
to get in.
" 'Hullo!' I hollered, 'what do yer wantr
" W have been deer huntln' an sort
er- got lost.' says they, 'an we'd like to
stay all night.
" 'All right, sayo I, for I ieen 'twan't
no use refusin"; come In, boys! an' I
opens the door. Well, sir, it ud made a
sick dog laugh ter seen how them fellers
Jumped back when they got a first glimpse
'r me, fer you sco I'd been shut up In the
.,; rjamfta&&r.Ta-jt --aSi
cabin, you might say, all winter, an' ror
hair an' whiskers was way down to my
waist, an' purty much tangled, at that,
fer there warnt no comb or brush within
40 miles o me.
"Well, after a bit. they gets over their
scare and comes In an' sets down by the
fire, an' after rubUn' their hands afore
the fire, they pulls off their boots an' set
there, toastln' their shins; an' then they
begins to sniff an' look about, an' one o
'em says: 'Old man. yer got any mora of
thet coffee. It smells mighty good.'
"Of course, I knowed that I couldn't do
nothln' better than to keep on the good
side of 'em, an' I gets the coffee-pot, rakes
out the coals an' sets It on to get warm.
First one took a look at It, an' then the
other, on' then they both gets over It,
picks It up an' feels o' it, for you see I
had Jest polished it up an' put a few more
touches on It, an' It was lookin jest beau
tiful. "When they fust begun to notice it, Z
felt kinder proud, but then I got scared
an' felt like klckln' myself all round the
cabin fer bringln it out.
"I didn't 'pear to notice what they was
doln', an, purty soon, one of 'em says ter
me: "That's a scrumptious coffee-pot!
Where did you git ltr
" 'Oh.' says I. kinder laughing, 1 bor
rowed that from my brotlier; he lives up
the canyon about three miles, an' every
thing about his cabin is fixed up that
way. Ter see, he's been purty lucky an
he's got more gold stuck around the cabin
then he knows what to do with, so Jest
He rm going to church on Carter.
Six You'd better tmJts oo TrltA you.
She Tou say need to be Identified.
fer 'musement he's even put a gold handle
on his f rj lng pan.'
"I seen that they swallowed the bait.
fer they begins ro wink an nudge each
other an to pull on their boots, an I was
almighty glad of It, fer they was the
hardest lookin customers I ever seen In all
'By this time the coffee was hot, an' I
sets 'em out what I had to eat. They
throws down the grub in a big hurry, an'
then one of 'em says to the other: 'Say,
Bill, don't you think we'd better be go
ing"? Taint dark yet. an' we will have
plenty of time to catch up with them
other fellers an camp with em.' An' I
sees him kick Bill under the table.
Bill thought they'd better go, seem' I
was crowded fer room; so they gets up,
puts on their hats an' begins buttonln' up
their coats. But all the time I noticed
that they kept their eye on the coffee
pot, eo I gets between them an it an'
accidentia lets my hand fall on the handle
of my pistol, which was stlckln' in my
belt, an' then I tells 'em I m awrul sorry
ter have 'em rush off, an I adds that If
they don't catch up with their friends fer
em to be sure an stop at my brother's
cabin, 'cause he was all alone an' would be
glad o company.
"If they'd a looked me straight in the
eye they'd a knowed I was a lying, fer
I was kinder nervous, but they was so
crazy about the gold that they didn't look
at nothln' an' they got on their horses an"
Then, you see. I knowed I'd have to
skip purty quick, fer they was sure to
come back fer the coffee-pot. I was
a laughln' ter myself at the way I fooled
'em. an a tying up a little bundle o"
grub an things that I wanted to take
with me, when, bang! an I feels spme
thln' kinder cold slide around my head,
an' then I don't know nothln more.
"When I wakes up. I finds my head lay
in' in a pool o' bloood, an' I'm so weak
that I can't hardly get up to my feet. It
was broad daylight, an" the sun was a
shlnin' in the door; course It alnt no use
to tell you that the coffee-pot was gone,
an" so was the gold what was left over.
Rescued Toy a Posse.
T guess I'd a died there, fer I was too
weak ter move about any. If it hadn't
a ben fer the Sheriff an a posse o men
who come along that day, lookin' fer
these same two villains who'd been up to
some sort of devilment In the settlement.
They didn't find 'em an they takes me
back with 'em. an one or the men takes
me to his- house an sends ter the doctor
yer can see here where no eewed it up."
and the man brushed back tae long locks
and leaned forward so that I could see
the long red seam that nearly encircled
"Well," he resumed, "they takes mighty
good care o' me, but it was a long time
afore I got well. While I was a layln'
there sick, their little girt used to come
an' read ter me. One day she read me a
story about a feller who had an uncom
mon fine lamp stole from him. so he goes
ter work an goes arouno irom one nouse
to another, a glvln' away new lamps ter
old ones, an' blmby he gets back his own
lamD agin. That struck me as a puny
good idee, so I don't say nothln" about it
to any one. but as soon as l m wen
enough. I tells 'em all good-bye an strikes
out. The little girl cried when I left 'em.
an' I suppose I did, too, fer they'd been
blamed good ter me. .
"I hadn't got down the road but a little
ways, when the little girl comes a runnln'
after me an a caryyln a kid goat in
her arms, one that I'd a been teachln' all
kinds o tricks while I was there, an' she
says to me: 'Jim. you've got ter take
Billy with you to remember me by.' an' she
drops him down an" runs away, so you pee
that there warn't no way out o' it. an'
Billy an" roe's been travellln' around the
world ever since. Billy's gettln old now,
but he's stuck with me through think an
"I don't have no trouble gettln' odd JobJ
o work here and there, so I always have
a supply o" bright new coffee-pots on the
Wheelbarrow, to trade off fer old ones,
and. of course. I don't have no trouble
makln' a trade. Me an' Billy's gettln' old
an' can't travel so fast as we used to,
but 1 feels it In my bones that we'll find
that coffee-pot some day, fer it was too
handsome for any one melt. up."
I bought him another glass of beer and,
wishing him good luck, walked away.
HERBERT V. P ERRY.
ON THE EMIGRANT TRAIL
DAGGERS XXO DIFF1CUIVTIES
SETTEIG THE JOURXEY.
Bin. Samuel naadsalcer, of Eui
- Describes Her Cominjc to Far
Oregon In 1834.
Mrs. Samuel Handsaker, of Eugene, re
cently related tier experiences, while
"crossing the plains," 45 years ago, to the
Guard, of that city. "My father, S. L.
Cannon." she says, "with, four brothers
and myself, then a girl of 16 years, start
ed from Clinton. la., bound for Oregon. In
April. 1S54. To each wagon was attached
three yoke of oxen.
"Before starting, we, Jlke other emi
grants, had to lay In a sufficient supply
of provisions and clothing to last the
entire trip, which consumed from four
to six months of the Spring and Sum
mer. We crossed the Mississippi River
at a point near where Omaha now stands,
but we saw but ona house, an Indian
agency, on that side of the river; neith
er did we see any more houses until we
arrived at The Dalles In September.
"There were a number of other wag-
ons in our train, for it was not safe to
travel otherwise, on accoun, of the "bos
tile Indians, who sometimes murdered,
the pioneers in search of a new home in
the most brutal manner. It was custo
mary to elect a captain for each com
pany, whose duty it was to f.nd the best
camping-places, for grass, wood and wa
ter, which were sometimes very difficult
Scnnt Water and Fnel.
"In some instances it was necessary to
travel during the night. In order to reach
water, and since we traveled hundreds
of miles without seeing a tree, it was no
wonder that wood to cook our frugal
meals was scarce. But a very fair sub
stitute, known as 'buffalo chips,' was
"We saw but few buffalo, but thou
sands of their trails, where they had
gone to the Platte River for water, were
In evidence. Many skulls wero found by
the wayside, where the Indians or emi
grants of other years had killed them
for the meat or their hides. Inscriptions
were written on many of these silent me
mentoes of a now almost extinct race
of wild animals, the "American bison."
Some of the drivers of the ox teams would
lay their whips down long enough to
scrawl, 'The Girl I Left Behind Me,"
"What Is Home Without a Mother?" or
"Oregon or Bust,"
One poor fellow, in the fullness of his
heart, wrote, "My guard comes on to
night," No doubt that was the truth in
regard to many, for, after leaving the
Missouri River, it was always necessary
to guard our stock at night, and at a dis
tance from camp in the daylight also, for
not only Indians but outlawed white men
stole our stock whenever opportunity of
fered. "Independence Roek.
"The name of our captain was Robert
Bourne, and we were in his company un
til we reached Independence Rock, a well
known landmark to all emigrants, located
on the Sweetwater. This name was giv
en, the rock by emigrants of an earlier
period who, like ourselves, made their
camp here on some 'glorious Fourth,' in
days gono by, but we doubt if they
found tho same curiosity on Its summit
that we did. It was an emigrant wagon.
whose owner was busily engaged in mak
ing and disposing of to the weary emi
grants dried apple pies a rare treat to
many who had not known the satisfaction
for a long time of a 'square meal.' No
doubt this was the most elevated 'pie
counter at that time from the Mississippi
River to Portland, and just how the
wagon reached the apex of the rock is
known best by those who placed It there.
"At this place we joined the WInfleld
E. Ebey train, bound for the then Ore
gon Territory. Mr. Ebey died soma
years later. His brother. Colonel I. N.
Ebey. was killed and his body terribly
mutilated by the Indians on Whldby's
Island. Hit wife was the first white
woman on that Island. v
"Pen cannot portray nor the mind con
ceive our feelings when, a few miles from
old Fort Boise, we came suddenly upon
the bodies of six men who had been killed
the day previous. It was subsequently
learned that, after butchering the men,
the Indians drove the women and chll
rden to a secluded place, where they killed
first the children, in the presence of their
mothers; then slaughtered the women,
burned the wagons and drove off the
"Fourteen persons were killed. Three
men, members of a, train which had
reached the fort previous to the -massacre,
retraced their steps for a few miles
In search of cattle they had lost, and.
just before reaching the dark and bloody
ground, were fired upon from ambush and
one of them killed.
"Two boys named Ward were
shot with arrows, but escaped, one of
them wandering around for several days,
with the arrowstlll in his body, but final
ly reaching Fort Boise, where he was
cared for by the soldiers."
Automobile Clnb Ran.
Club runs are likely to prove as popular
a feature of 'the sport of automobt!e-rld-Ing
as they have been in cycling. The
Automobile Club of America, whose habi
tat Is New York, and clunroom Is at the
.n'$jT$'-'' w.-arS ,
Waldorf-Astoria, Is bow winking prepara
tions for a monster run to Philadelphia
and. return, the middle of April. It Is pro
posed to leave on Saturday, with some
such country hostlery as Rose Inn as
headquarters, for the Sunday runs around
the beautiful suburbs of the Quaker City.'
By Tray of preparation and a trial trip,
the runs committee Is arranging for a
preliminary club run to Tarrytown. on the
Hudson, returning by way of Port Ches
ter, a total distance of 75 miles.
PRD1TED mf PRISON.
Star of Hoe, SlxteB-Pas-o Paper,
by Slav Staff Coaricts.
Thirty-seven convicts are employed in
the printing trade at Sing Sing and It is
the most Interesting work in the "state
prison, says the New Tork Sun. A few
years ago. before Ferdinand Ward was
liberated from Sing Sing, the Commission
ers of Prisons established a printing of
fice there on a. small scale, where most of
the small work required by the institution
was turned out. The little press was op
erated day after day by the Napoleon of
Finance. Some of 'the samples of his
work are still to be found, laid away In
the stock room of the printing and station
ery department. The little press Is no
longer in use. It stands In a corner of
the printing office and in its place are a
Walter Scott cylinder, two Universal and
a big Gordon press, operated by electricity.
Besides these machines are a paper cut
ter, a perforator and stapling machines
and plenty of type.
This plant was put in by ex-Warden
Sage and 'the Prison Commissioners upon
'the recommendation of Ferdinand Ward,
and it has proved a valuable Investment,
Printing is also done on a small scale In
the Clinton Prison at Dannemora, and
also at Auburn, and at the Albany Peni
tentiary. At Sing Sing, howevei?'the plant
exceeds in capacity that of all other state
institutions. The work Includes, besides the
regular line of blank forms in use in the
various departments of the penal Institu
tions, the printing of the annual reports
of the Prison Commissioners, the reports
of the Superintendents of Prisons, and
also the report of thet Craig Colony for
In addition to the general work of the
printing shops a semi-monthly paper Is
published. It is the Star of Hope, a 16
page paper, three wide columns to the
page. It was started on April 22, ISS9, at
the suggestion of H. Appleton, a Pough
kcepsle printer, who is serving a five-year
sentence for embezzlement, and H. K.
White, of Brooklyn, a former newspaper
writer, who is serving' a ten-year
term for forgery. It is filled with con
tributions by the convicts. Fourteen men
are actively engaged in issuing the paper.
The publication Is under the management
of Appleton and the others directly con
nected with it are: H. K. White, ten
years, of Brooklyn, edltor-ln chief; Ro
land Smith, ten years, of Brooklyn, assist
ant editor; William Pattri, four years, of
New York, and Charles Gillian, threo
years, of New York, proofreaders. W.
MoMahon. a one-year man from New
York, is pressman.
The paper contains many Illustrations.
These have been made by William Koer
ner, who is serving a life sentence for the
murder of his sweetheart, Rosa Redgate,
on Sixth avenue, in 1835. Koerner has
been transferred to Auburn, but he still
contributes to the paper. At present the
Illustrations, or a great part of them, are
the work of Duncan Young, who is serv
ing a life sentence for the murder of
George Everhard on a fire escape In Sixth
street a year ago. Young before his com
mitment was an engraver on jewelry, but
of late has been ctudying the art of wood
engraving for printing purposes, with good
success. In the last issue, which was a
holiday number, the first page was devot
ed to pictures of Washington and Lincoln,
under the caption of "Our Country's
Heroes." This cut was made by Young
from an old piece of copper plate with
tools of his own make In the prison, and
was wall executed, despite the crude
methods. The compositors make up the
balance of the 14 employed on the peper.
These are all 10-year men, with the excep
tion of Frank Kelly, who filled his father-in-law.
Reed, between New Canaan and
Lewlsboro, N. Y., two years ago. He is
serving a 17-cear -sentence.
HISTORIC SILVER SPADE.
Made First Excavation of Xerr York
The silver spade, an illustration ot which
is embodied in this article, was used by
Mayor Robert A. Van Wyck. of New
York, on Saturday, March 24. and in the
presence of an Immense concourse of peo
ple, in making the first excavations for
the proposed" underground rapid-transit
system of tho country's metropolis, in con
nection with the Inaugural ceremonies at
tending the event. Aside from its historic
The Stiver Spade.
importance, the spade is of Intrinsic Inter
est, as, in addition to the sterling stiver
employed in itsconstructlon.lt contains in
teresting historical material, associated
with the early history of the country.
Starting up from the blade of the spade,
the handle is composed of wood taken
from one of the historic gum trees planted
in 180J by Alexander -Hamilton, at Wash.
Ington Heights, now One Hundred and
Fortieth street. New "York, to symbolize
the 13 original states. The grip part of
the handle is composed of a piece ot old
oak taken from the famous flagship Law
rence, of Commodore Perry's victorious
fleet on Lake .Erie, In tho bottle of Sep-
J tember 10, VOL
O'ROONEY, THE WEBFOOT
EXTERS ETTO POLITICS AXD JUKES
A SPEECH TO IBB "BTfa."
Telia of His Election as Mayor
"Dooblln," and Deslrev, for Him
to Become England's Kins;.
My friend Bob came down from Salem
the other day to transact a little busi
ness, and 1 chancing to meet him on Mor
rison street, we dropped into Tho Port
"Say, Tom," he remarked, after we wero
comfortably seated in too cafe, "wasn't
that your article on The Webfoot in
"Why do you, think that?" I queried.
"Because," he said. 'TU wager the
cigars no one else could write such a
Til take the wager." I replied. "If
you wftl make the word tell Instead of
"Doner he answered.
So. after he had agreed to meet mo
in the evening and had given me a tip
on the latest political developments In Sa
lem, we separated.
By 8 o'clock Bob was on bani" n-rn" T
took him down town, intending to intro
duce him to O'Rooney; but, as we went
BUILDING BREASTWORKS AT MODDER RIVER.
VLs V--r itfC -T t r
From sketch made on the spot during Lord Robert-)' pur-rult of Cron'e. The troops (High
landers) were under fire, and wens compelled to throw np shelter as quickly as possible.
Rocks from the bad of toe river were carried up to make lctrenchmenU.
into the saloon, Mike was busy treating
"Walt until he comes around this way,"
said I, "and I'll have the pleasure of a
good emoke at your expense."
"I'm not so sure of that," returned Bob.
Just then O'Rooney stepped up on an
empty beer keg that stood beside him and,
facing the men, began:
O'Rooney Addresses the "B'ys.
"It's not Molke O'Rooney thot would
be afther tirtln' ye b'ys which mon to vote
for in this coomln' ellction. If It wasn't
for the ontinse loove ol hov In mo brlst
for me coonthry. As ye will know, it's not
for the loove av the sordid ellction dollar
thot Molke is wurrkm'.
"Oi nlvir got onythlng for me throoble
In thryin to riscue thls'bllsaid coonthry
from the honds av the grofters. more
thon the wearin' av a few bross bootins.
ond wan av the worrst bates Plnnoyer
could folnd for me.
"It's mesllf thot knows it's wan av
the folnest fallln's a mon can posslss
thot fallln' av workin ontolrely for the
sake av the flag. Ond whin oh see it's
llllgant coolers sthramln over the hlds
av the frae, ol fail Joost lolke drhlnkln'
to yer With, b'ys, ond hondln' ye a ticket
for me mon.
"Ond it's O'Rooney's worrd thot ye'll
hov frinds. whin ol til! ye If thot same
bllssld mon is ellcted, lvery mither's soon
av ye will be afther hovln pllnty av
worrk at folve dollars a day for ounly
six hours. Ond lverythlng ye hav to buy
won't cost ye a clnt, and whatlver ye
hov to sill will bring ye more mony thon
ye hav had since our frinds were afther
runnln' things before. Mony. will bo
flowln' fraly, ond ye con hov It for the
osklnr But If the Innemy bates him. It's
niver a day av work ye'll bo glttln' ond
thot at ounly a dollar for 12 hours.
Shure ye'll hov pllnty av lolme to "be
kickin' ylrsllf for llttln' me mon git bate!
It "Was nil Gentlenens. '
"It's not me brave Molke that is wantln"
ony Jawbs. It's ounly the glntleness in
me brlst, rachmg afther sooferin' humon
lty thot makes me splnd me money so
glnerously for this coomln ellction.
"But sbpakln' on the soobject av elic
tlons, it's O'Rooney thot con till ye thot
ye niver; saw the lolke av wan oi was an
oye-witness to in Dooblln wan tolme.
'The paple all over Olrland were afther
wantin' to make me the Mayor av Doob
lln, but ol slz, 'Frinds ond glntlemln,' sis
oi. It's not yer hoomble sarvent thot
would be afther the slttln' av hlmsllf oop
so hlrrh. But since they were detar-
mined. It was not the lolke av me to be
doln" things on the smalL, so ol wint to
worrk in arnist and ol holred twlnty
thousand mln to sbpake for me In Doob
lln, ond "ol gave ache wan av thlm tin
thousand dollars to thrate the b'ys with.
ond ol splnt twllve thousand dollars a
thratln av thim mesilf wan day.
"Afther the dhrlnks. they wanted to
make me their King: but ol .six. 'Glntle
mln, plalse oxcuse Molke. for ol'H not b
afther doln' mesllf so much harrm.- Ol'U
sarve ye as Mayor, but ol draw tho lolne
"Ond thin, bliss yer hatrt. if they didn't
git oop a petition to the Quane av Eng
lond. a tillln' her they would rabll If ol
wasn't sit oop for their ruler. Ond so the
Prince av Wales coom over to see me. ond
he slz. 'Molke.' slz he. ye must be afther
llttln thlm put the crown on yer riyal hid.
or It's a rabillton we'll be hovln.
"But ol told him O'Rooney was njt
the mon' to go bock on his worrd. on as ol
had alrldy agrald to sarve thlm In wan
office, ol didn't fall lolke burdenln mesllf
with the crown.
"Ol niver did onythlng In me lolf. b'ys.
thot was so afther Jarkln' the strings av
roe Baft harrt as to till him tnot. f op
may the saints belave me! afther me
rafusin' the crown, the paple all over the
coonthry hung crrape on their doors ond
rafuscd to ate.
"They till me the Quane dldfi't shlapc
for a month for the croyin. because dalr
ould Olrland couldn't hov a King, ond the
flags are all floyin' at hair-mast to this
day for the grafe av it!"
"Und vot for you vas take us. ven you
vas glf us dot drash. O'Rooney?" sung
out one of the speaker's hitherto silent
"Will. Shnolder a malnln no harrm to
yer vote, mon ol take ye for a Dootch
mon thot hos Intherroopted the Mayor av
For a moment, there was a babel of
voices that threatened to cut Mike's story
short, and I don't know whether It was
1 O'Rooney's magnetlo eye,, or tho f oam-
lng beer they scented, that" finally quieted
them, as Mike, with due dignity, pro
ceeded: "But ye should hov sane thot ellction!
The crowd was so great thryin' to cast
their votes for me as Mayor, thot slven
hundred.ond twtnty thousand paple were
all afther falntln away at wanst.
"Howly St. Pathrlck! It waa a great
proclsslon whin ot took me sate! It was
thirty moile long ond oi rode with the
Quane ond Lord Mayor av London. Ond
we hod loads of shompagne betwane. the
three av ooa.
"Sure, ot would niver hov lift Dooblln,
if oi hodn't wanted to meet Misther Pln
noyer. "But oi till ye. b'ys, there Is no wan
In this coomln' ellction lolke me mon. ond
ye con all hav pllnty av shqmpagne
from these kigs, if ye,'ll ounly hllp me
defate the thrtcks ond thrichery av the
By this time, Mike's throat grew husky
for the want of a drink, and as he gen
erously threw down more money on the
bar. the crowd closed in on him. and
Bob said. In tragic undertone, "Help me
out, Tom, and 111 pay for the cigars."
LEADS TO MURDER.
"Passatella," Cartons Dtinldn-r Game
of Low-Class Italians.
Italians in Rome have a little game,
which is called tho "Passatella." It Is
played mostly nowadays' In low drink
shops, and as it leads frequently to mur
der, the police are anxious to stop It
Round a table some men are smoking.
At the head sits a man with a flask of
wins and -a. glass before him. He Is the
president of the party. All the company,
including the president, have paid for
that flask of wine, but not one of them
can drink a drop of It unless the president
gives permission. He, however, may drink
as often as he likes. When he poises the
glass to another that other may drink
until the president cries "Stop!" and the
glass Is passed on to the next. Sometimes
the "Stop!" comes before a single drop
is drunk. This Is the fun for the others
who are allowed to drink.
A good-natured president rarely repeats
this joke, but It sometimes happens that
he has a grudge against one of the men,
and then tho unfortunate victim sits the
whole everting smoking and frowning,
while he sees all the others drink but him
self. This Is making an "Olmo" of him!
And woe to a president who would make
an "Olmo" of the same man twice, for he
would soon have a knife run across bis
throat. . It Is the frequency of such a
tragic end that causes the police to try to
prevent the game when possible. Recent
ly a man was killed by an Infuriated
One of tho Popes, hearing of the murders
committed at this game, wanted to know
what this Passatella was like, and asked
his Cardinals to play it with. him. They
did so. The president and vice-president
were cardinals and the Pope was made
the "Olmo.'' When the game was over the
Pope struck his fist on the table, saying,
"Per.DIo! I know now why they kill each
other at this game!" He never played it
The Passatella Is essentially a Roman
game, and Is unknown to other parts of
Italy. Like all other popular Roman cus
toms the Passatella Is ot pagan origin. It
Is a remnant of a custom observed In the
banquets of ancient Rome, when a "rex
vinl" was elected to direct the number of
times and quantity each guest was ta
LOOK OUT FOR HIM 1
Mr. Cannibal Bug-, From Mexico, on
Ills Way Xorthvrnrd.
People are on the lookout for the Insect
with a desire for human blood and with
long legs, well fitted for running the Con
orhlnus Sangulssugus. or blood-sucking
cone nose, otherwise known as the big
bedbug which is due soon to arrive, ac
cording to Dr. L. O. Howard, chief of
the division of entomology in the Depart
ment of Agriculture in Washington. This
cannibal bug. as he Is known to en-
tomologlsts. is swarming northward from
his Mexican home.
The bug. says the New York Herald, flies
into houses by night and sucks the blood
of human beings. It is a member of a
family bearing the formidable name of
Reduvlldae, or assassin bugs, and is first
cousin to the two-spotted corsair.
Its beak Is three-jointed, and when not
in use the tip rests in a groove between
Its forelegs. A puncture from the beak Is
very painful and causes inflammation. Dr.
E. S. Hull, of Alton. 111., was once bitten
In three places In the army by one ot
these creatures. His arm became so in
flamed that for three days ho almost lost
the use of It,
"Your refusal. Miss Quickstep." the
young man said, "wounds me deeply, but
you cannot deprive me of the recollec
tion of the many happy hours I have
passed in your company."
"I shall remember them with sincere
pleasure, too. Mr. Spoonamore, believe
me," she replied. "No young man of my
acquaintance has ever brought me as der
Uclous chocolate creams as you have,"
IN SHAKESPEARE'S TIME
DRAMATIC PERFORMAX CE3 DCREf Q
Co Attempt Made at Scenle Effect 1st
the Production of Plays Apol
ogies for Theaters,
In the early part of Queen Elizabeth's
reign dramatic performances were given In
tents, sheds and tho courts of Inns, by
strolling companies of players, such as
aro now termed "barnstormers." The
first theater proper in London was built
by James Burbage. in 13TB; it was called
"The Theater." Burbage "demolished the
building in 1S5S. and used the material to
construct "The Globe." with which
Shakespeare was so intimately associated,
as playwright and actor, for a long term
The plan of 'those early theaters seems
to have originated In the accident of courts
of Inns having been used for drama tl a
purposes. In the inns, the stage was
erected in the center of the court. In
the surrounding galleries were seated the
better class of spectators, while others
strolled in and out of the court, as they
were interested or otherwise, thus forming
an ever-shifting audience of laborers, me
chanics, soldiers, washerwomen, etc.. that
would surely "rattle" any modern com
pany. In the construction of the "Swan" and
tho "Globe." the stage was surrounded
by seats, save on one side, where was
located the "tyrlng-room" tho "green
room" of today.
Xo Scenic Effects.
In tho giving of plays there was very
little attempted at scenic effect. Instead
of our almost perfect representations ot
Interior, or landscape effects, belonging
to any country or era, tho stage was
nearly bare of mechanical accessories.
Rushes .served for carpets; tapestry-covered
screens were points of entrance and
exit. A placard, marked "Rome." "Illy
rla." etc., as might be called for, adver
tised the locality of tho play. A canopied
chair meant a throneroom; a bedstead
stood for a chamber. A flagon and tank
ard on a table, and the audience saw a
tavern. A fixed wall, at the back ot tho
stage, was all things, from Juliet's bal
cony, or Macbeth's castle, to a besieged
When one recalls these things In connec
tion with the high dramatic art of that
period, it would almost seem that our
elaborate scenery Is not needed to enhance
the pleasure of the play, but rather that
It detracts attention from good acting.
However, remembering the utterly differ
ent environments of a Kith century and a
19th century audience, the reason for the
atrical changes is. In part, apparent.
In those times, everyday life went on In
the rold3t of a gorgeous pageantry, cltll,
military and religious. The commonest
citizen was a part and parcel of the pre
vailing splendor, as he knelt in the ca
thedral or went brightly "tyred" to the
wars. All the world "was really a stage,"
where each man, from peer to vassal,
went as splendidly drersed as might be. for
his part In the ever-changing panorama
Outshone by Surroundings
Thus costumed players could not be Im
pressive, while on the stage Itself sat the
plumed. laced and ruffled gallants of tho
time, clothed from head to foot in the
costliest and showiest garb that has ever
There they sat, at their leisure and
pleasure, and loudly criticised the play
or bandied Jests with the pit, their blaze
of luxurious color and fabric rendering It
Idle for the actors to attempt any show
In that line. Shakespeare played on such
a stage many times, and. being but a
poor actor, heard, no doubt, many a frank
ly adverse criticism with what grace he
As to the character of the plays, his own
works are examples of the best and most
popular. It was said by a contemporary
critic that while Jonson's plays were much
admired for their plot, and the learning
displayed, yet they drew but small audi
ences, while Shakespeare filled the theater
to overflowing. This was. no doubt, due
to his fine and true delineation of human
nature, as he, a keen observer, found lt-
A strange anomaly of that day was.
that while the actor's calling was con
sidered so low, almost disreputable, yet
the playwright was highly honored, and
patronized by royalty and nobility. In
spite of the fact that, as In Shakespeare's
case, he often took a part In his own
plays. And It was queer public taste that
awarded more honor to Jingo Jones, who
superintended the painting and carpenter
ing of the "masques." a sort of theatrical
pageantry, than to Jonson. the author of
At the time of which this article treats
boys and young men took female part".
This may have led. In n measure, to tho
grossness of the plays presented, certain
It Is. that after women began to act, plays
were much more refined. Even then,
ladles attending the theater, perhaps Eliz
abeth herself, were often compelled to
mask their blushes. And no wonder.
when passages were rendered, too vile, by
far, for a low variety show of today.
Manners of the Time.
Of tho manners of the time, one can
Judge when informed that Shakespeare
wrote "Merry Wives of Windsor" and
"Henry IV," Introducing Falstaff. for the
eolflcatlon of the maiden queen. But,
after all, it is said that she was not too
maidenly to swear like a trooper and to
conduct herself like a "BilllnRSKate ash
woman, when slightly displeased.
Plays, during the reign of Elizabeth, be
came so full of political and rellcious In
vective that she finally allowed but threo
companies to give performances "Tho
Lord Admirals." "The Lord Chamber
lains" and the "Children of the Chapel."
All actors, under her ruling, had to be
licensed or have their ears cropped and
noses silt. This ended effectually the
business of strolling players for the nonce.
Tho three licensed companies played most
ly in the afternoon. This was bad for
busy people, as, of course, only the ldla
populace and the leisure class could at
tend. In those days, an evenlrg rirform
ance must have appeared rather dreary,
with such primitive means ot illumina
tion. Truly, we have fallen on better
times, when a man may tuck hi wife or
sweetheart under his arm and forget the
cares of the day, at the performance of a
beautifully lighted, and well-presented
play, that seldom brings a blush to too
most Innocent cheek.
MART a BELL.
Was Taltlnc Xo Clmncen.
State Senator Frank W. Maynard. of
New Hampshire, has just returned to his
home, in Nashua, says the Boston Globe,
from Louisville. Ky.. where he attended
the annual convention of the Merchint
Tailors' National Exchange. He arrlvca
in Kentucky just after the shooting of Mr.
Goebcl, and witnessed the excitement
which followed. During his stay in
Louisville, he was introduced to Coionel
Jack Chlnn, and ho tells an amusing story
of their meeting.
"We were introduced," said Senator
Maynard. "by a mutual friend, and I no
ticed that Colonel Chlnn extended his left
hand to me. At the time I thought it a
bit queer, but after I saw him do tha
same thing with several other men, I came
to the conclusion that he was left-handed.
Perhaps my face Indicated my surprise at
his manner of shaking hands, for h
turned to me a few minutes later and re
marked: " You have noticed perhaps that I shake
hands with my left hand? Well, we havo
grown accustomed to that during the past
few days. You see. we like to keep our
right hands) dose to onr pistol pockets Just