OLD IRONSIDES.
Ay, tear her tattered ensign down!
Long has it waved on high,
And many an eye has danced to see
That banner in the sky;
Beneath it rung the battle shout;
And burst the cannon's roar;
The meteor of the ocean air
Shall sweep the clouds no more.
Ho deck, once red with heroes' blood,
Where dwelt the vanquished foe.
"When winds were hurrying o'er the
flood,
And waves were white below,
No more shall feel the victor's tread,
Or know the conquered knee;
The harpies of Hie shore shall pluck
The eagle of the sea!
Oh, better that her shattered hulk
Should sink beneath the wave;
Her thunders shook the mighty deep,
And there should be her grave;
Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail,
And give her to the god of storms,
The lightning and the gale!
Oliver Wendell Holmes.
(Written when it was proposed to
break up the warship Constitution.)
Beware of the Bomb.
was looking over the papers
(STWfc- Paris cafe. My eye chanced
-M to fall upon the Echoes of
4&L1 the Stage column, and I ex-
fll claimed aloud:
&2?M "At it again!"
Tjf A Frenchman sitting near
me looked up in wonder at my pet
ulant tone, so I hastened t explain,
speaking fluently, in very bad French:
"Round the World in Eighty Days
is on the boards again. Will they
ever have done with that absurd af
fair? They seem to think it a feat
equal to the labors of Hercules."
The Frenchman looked shocked.
"Phileas Fogg was no better than a
tortoise!" I cried boastfully. I could
do much better than he "
"You can go around the world in
less than eighty days?" asked my
hearer slowly, and I answered in the
same tone: "I will co round the
world in seventy days if you like."
"I take you up!" he cried.
"What do you bet?"
"Five thousand francs."
"Done," said I, and we exchanged
cards and bows. (
That is how it came about that I
left Paris for the East on the 5th of
January, and stepped on board a
trans-Atlantic steamer from a New
York pier on the 5th of March. So
far I had not lost a "minute, and now
it only remained to be seen whether
I should reach Havre in 6even days
as the steamship company promised.
It would be a close shave at best. A
variety of detentions might occur; a
slight accident to the machinery, and
til would be lost
I was nearly consumed with anx
iety, but the ship acted up to her
reputation, and on the 12th of March
I stepped once more onto French soil.
I cast the ship a look of gratitude as
she lay at the Havre pier letting off
steam from h ;c monstro is boiler.
Then I glanced at my watch. It was
4 in the afternoou; there was plenty
of time for me to dine at my ease
and catch the 6:40 express. That
would bring me to Paris at half past
eleven. I took out my time-table to
make sure. As I ran my eye down
the column of figures, an inspiration
came to me.
"Where's the use of starting this
evening?" I said to myself, "if I get
there too early, it will look as if I
were afraid of losing the wager.
How much better to arrive at the
very last second, with brilliancy and
dash and dramatic effect, just as
they do on the stage. That would be
worthy of a genius! Now, here is a
train which leaves Havre tomorrow
morning at 6:55, and reaches the
Saint - Lazare Station .at 11:30. The
time fixed for me to meet the fellow
at the office of the Semaphore just
behind the Stock Exchange is before
the first stroke of noon. I can easily
go from Saint Lazare to the Ex
change in eight minutes, in a cab, so
there is nothing to prevent my ap
pearing in the nick of time, just as
Phileas Fogg did, after making every
one's heart palpitate with suspense.
That's settled. I shall not go on un
til tomorrow!"
Accordingly, I went with my bag
gage to the best hotel, dined com
fortably, took a walk through the
town smoking a cigar, and returned
at 10 o'clock to go to bed.
"I must take the 6:55 train tomor
row morning," I siid to the hotel
proprietor; "can yo; have me wak
ened in time?"
"We have a trustworthy man on
ptrpose for that work," was the
reply.
"That may be," said I skeptically,
"but, after all, if you could let me
have an alarm-clock, I would feel
more safe."
"I will lend you my own, although
I assure you it is unnecessary," said
the host, and accordingly I carried
the tiny clock to my room, wound the
alarm, set it at 6, stood it on a little
table beside the bed, and went to
sleep with a quiet mind.
1 was in a heavy slumber when 1
felt my arm being shaken violently
"What's the matter?" I grumbled.
witnout opening my eyes.
"You lave only just time, sir," said
a voice in my eat-.
"Time for what?" I asked, looking
up arowsiiy.
"To catch your train," was the re
ply.
I sat up. and glanced at the clock
It was half -past six!
Without another word, I leaped
from the bed with such precipitation
that I threw down the table with the
little clock; dashed Into my clDthes;
crowded my few belongings into my
trunk frantically; flew down the
stairs, four at a time; sprang into the
stage which was awaiting me, and
hardly drew breath until I was on the
train.
Ouf! What a close squeeze! Two
minutes more and 1 would have lost
my bet. However, all's well that
ends well; I had my ticket, my trunk
was on the train, the whistle sounded,
t was off lor Paris.
When I entered the St Lazate sta
tion the hands of the big clock
pointed to half-past eleven. I hailed
a cab, and learned that there was
time for me to take my trunk with
nip.
At that moment it appeared in the
arms of two porters who .were carry
ing it with the greatest care. Con
found them, how slow they were!
What fool ever accused the railway
companies of handling baggage rough
ly? I hastened toward the men ex
claiming: "Be quick, now!"
I had hardly uttered the words
when a heavy hand was laid on my
shoulder, and, turning round to ee
the cause of such familiarity, I found
myself face to face with a gendarme.1
"What is the matter with you?" I
asked in amazement.
"Matter enough," replied the man in
a jeering tone, tightening his hold;
"you will see!"
Behind the gendarme came two
railway otticials. They stooped over
my trunk solemnly, turned theii
heads as if listening, then stood tip
and exchanged a glance which plain
ly said: "There is not a doubt of it."
"They are crazy," I thought, but
then a horrible conviction flashed
through my brain. Whether the men
were sane or not, one thing was
sure: it was forty minutes past 11.
At all hazards I must make my es
cape. I shook myself free of the
gendarme's grasp, and knocking over
two or three people in my flight,
dashed madly away; but was stopped
by two custom-house officers, who
seized me by the collar. I was
dragged, protesting and gesticulating,
back to where my trunk stood. There
was evidently a mistake somewhere.
"Let me go," I cried, "let me go!
and I swear I will come back in an
hour "
The gendarme's lips described a
smile behind his thick mustache, as
he took possession of me again, this
time with both hands.
"Come now; don't try that," said
one of the railway officials, "you may
as well confess. You arrived from
New York in great haste and under
suspicious circumstances. Who are
you? What have you iu this trunk?"
"Clothes, nothing but my clothes."
I answered, speaking worse French
than usual iu my agitation.
"No explosives?" insisted the of
flcial.
"Explosives! What for? I am not
a prottchnist, nor a chemist"
"Then what is the meaning of this
strange noise? Inside .your trunk
there is a sound of machinery in
short an infernal machine. Yester
day, the London police arrested four
American anarch'sts who had similar
articles in their possession. You are
known to be one of the gang."
I listened in speechless wonder to
his words. I looked at my trunk, and
my wonder increased to stupefaction
as I heard a metallic tick-tack inside.
Suddenly there was a loud ringing
report like a signal for an explosion.
"Beware . of the boinb!" shrieked
some one; officers and porters scat
tered in all directions, and even the
gendarme moved away. I alone re
mained, like a hero. I tore open the
trunk and pulled out the clothes in
feverish haste. All at once I felt
something hard inside a night-shirt,
and the next moment drew out and
exposed to view a little clock!
I had unknowingly packed up the
hotel-keeper's property, and it was
striking the alarm six hours behind
time.
"Confound the old turnip!" I cried,
throwing it down furiously. I was
answered by a loud peal of laughter
from the spectators.
Then putting my head down, like
a wild boar that scents the hounds,
I dashed toward the cab again and
sprang in, shouting to the driver:
"I'll give you a louis if you get me
to Place de la Bourse before noon."
Seven minutes and a half later the
cab was tearing up to the Stock Ex
change; I jumped out flew upstairs
to the Semaphore office, burst into the
room like a hurricane, and remarked
in a stentorian tone:
"Here I am, gentlemen!"
The next instant the first stroke of
noon sounded from the Exchange
ClOCK.
PARIS AT DAYBREAK.
You cannot say you have seen the
streets or raris until you have walked
them at sunrise; everyone has seen
them at nicht but he must, wntfii
the ni change fmm night to day before
he can claim to have seen them at
iheir best. I walked under the arches
of the Kue de Rivoli oue mornim
when it was so dark that they looke
like-the cloisters of some great mon
at-terv. and it. w.i iinruwsiMo. i..
lieve that the empty length of the
Rre Cambon had but an hn-ir hefnm
been blocked by the blazing front of
me uiympia. ana before that w:th
rows of carriages in frout of the two
Ooluinbius. Th
la ted cabs hugging the sidewalk, with
tiieir drivers asleep on the boxes, and
a couple of gentlemen slouching to
gether across the Plane fie l.i f!nnivl.
made the only sound of life in the
wcoie city, xne Seine lay as motion
less as water in a bath tub. mui tho
towers of Notro Dame rising c-ut of
tne mist at oue end, and the round
bulk of the Trocadero bounding it at
the other, seemed to li Hilt, til i ivor
to what one could see of its silent
surface from the Bridge of the Depu
ties. The Eiffel tower, the great
sseieton or tne departed exposition,
disappeared and reformed itself again
as drifting clouds of mit swept
through it and cut its -reat ugly
leugui into rraguients hung in mid
air. As the light grew in '-trength
the facades of the government build
ings crew in outline, ns limn-l. nri
opera glass, and the pillars of the
r i .
Aiaucnne tooK form and substance;
then the whole irreat unioro lihnwoil
itself empty and deserted. The dark
ness imu niauen notning move terri
ble than the clean asphalt and the
motionless statues or the cities of
i ranee.
A solitary fiacre passed me slowly
with no oue on the box, but with the
coachman sitting back in his cab.
He was returning to the stables, evi
dently, and had on his way given a
seat to a girl from the street whom
he was now entertaining with genial
courtesy. He had one leg thrown
over the other, and one arm passed
back along the top of the seat, and
with the other he waved to Mie srreat
buildings as they sprang up 'nto life
as tne day grew.
The girl beside him was smiling at
his pleasantries, while the -isijg sun
showed how tired and pale she was.
and mocked at the paint around her
sleepy eyes. The horse stumbled at
every sixth step, and then woke
again, while the whip rocked and
rolled fantastically in its socket like
a drunken man. From up the avenue
of the Champs Elysees came the first
or the heavy market wagons, with
the driver asleep on the bench, and
his lantern burning dully in the early
light Back of him lay the deserted
stretch of the avenue, strange and
unfamiliar in Its emptiness save for
the great arch that rose against the
dawn, and seemed, from its elevation
on the very top of the horizon, to
serve as a gateway into the skies be
yond. The air in the Champs Elysees
was heavy with a perfume of flowers
and of green plants, and the leaves
dripped damp and cool with th dew.
Hundreds of birds sang and chattered
as though they knew the solitude was
theirs but for only one more brief
hour, and that they then must give
way to the little children, and later j
to crowds of idle men and women.
It seemed impossible that but a few
hours before Duclerc had filled these
silent cool woods with her voice
Duclerc with her shoulder straps slip
ping to her elbows, and her white
powdered arms tossing in the colored
lights of the Berpentlne dance. The
long gaudy lithographs on the bill
boards and the arches of colored
lamps stood out of the silence and
fresh beauty of the hour like the
relics of smie feast which should
have been cleared away before the
dawn, and the theaters themselves
looked like temples to a heathen idol
in some primeval wood. And as i
passed out from under the cool trees
to the silent avenues I felt as though
I had caught Paris napping, and
when she Was off her guard, and
good and fresh and sweet, and had
discovered a hidden trait in her many
sided character, a moment of which
she would be ashamed an hour or two
later, as cynics are ashamed of their
secret acts of charity. Richard Davis
in Harper's Magazine.
It is a dangerous crisis when a
proud heart rnts with flattering
lips. Flavel.
There are two freedoms the false,
where one is free to do what he likes,
and the true, where he is free to do
what be ought Kingsley.
The comfort of ease without toil is
an illusion, and leads neither to the
health of the body, the vigor of the
mind, nor the welfare of the soul.
RILEY AND FOE.
Whitcomb Riley, early in his career,
met with the experience common to
young authors, particularly writers of
verse. Believing, that his productions
would have been well received nau
they been written by an author al
ready famous, he decided to test his
belief by producing a poem in Imita
tion of Edgar A. Toe and publishing
it as a newly discovered manuscript
of that author. The result was "Leon
ainie," written upon the fly-leaf of a
worn copy of Ainsworth s Latin die
tionary.
This poem was first printed in the
Kokomo (Ind.) Dispatch by arrange
ment with the proprietor, J. O. Hen
derson, now auditor of Indiana, who
had full knowledge of the facts con
uected with this literary hoax. It
was extensively copied and so clever
was the Imitation that American and
English reviewers and even an emi
nent authority like Edmund Stedmau
pronounced it genuine, and when the
name of the real author was dis
closed, Stedman still maintained that
the poem was unquestionably written
by Poe.
This poem was Whitcomb Riley's
introduction to the world of letters.
Ills work had merit which the world
was willing to concede. Tit follow
ing is the poem in full:
LEONAINIE.
Leonainie angels named her;
And they took the light
Of the laughing stars and framed her
In a smile of white;
And they made her hair of gloomy
Midnight and her eyes of bloomy
Moonshine, and they brought her
to me
Iu the solemn night
In a solemn night of summer,
When my heart of gloom
Blossomed up to greet the comer
Like a rose in bloom;
All forebodings that distressed me
I forgot as Joy caressed me
(Lying Joy! that caught and
pressed me
In the arms of doom!)
Only spake the little lispeT
In the angel-tongue;
Yet I, listening, heard her whisper
"Songs are only sung
Here below that they may grieve
you
Tales but told you to deceive you
So must Leonainie leaye you
While her love is young."
Then God smijed and It was morning.
Matchless and supreme.
Heaven's glory seemed adorning
Earth with its esteem;
Every heart but mine seemed
gifted
Willi the voice of prayer, and
lifted
Where my Leonainie drifted
From me like a dream.
TIE NEW DIPHTHERIA CURE
Statements as to the Good Results
of Its Use in Other Countries.
Dr. E. O. Shakespeare of Fhiladel
phla, who has recently returned from
Paris and Berlin, where he has been
devoting some time to the study of
the newly discovered treatment for
diphtheria, says that the use of diph
thcrine, the name given to tho mate
rial, had lowered the mortality from
diphtheria in those cities fully fiftv
per cent The Press reports bim as
adding:
"Deaths from this dosease are now
scarcely half the number in any giv
en period that they were previous to
Its use. Diphtherine is made from an
artificial culture of the diphtheria ba
cillus. This is injected Into the goat
or horse, both of which enjoy natural
immunity from diphtheria and tuber
culosis. Inoculating this animal a
number of times with this culture
creates an artificial immunity against
diphtheria. After this is established
tho animal is bled and an extract of
his blood is made, which is found to
have curative virtues for diphtheria
in human beings. The portion of tho
blood used is the serum, and a hypo
dermic injection of a fraction of a
centimetre of this diphtherine has the
result, as has been shown conclusive
ly in Paris and Berlin hospitals, of
dividing the mortality that is to say,
it is scarcely half what it was under
other treatment
"Diphtherine is also successfully
used as a preventive. For. Instance,
if a case occurs in a house, all the
members of the family are inoculated
and the spread of the disease is
stopied.
"The principal reason we have not
used It here is that it is a new discov
ery. It was discovered about three
years ago, and has been in use in
Berlin about one year and in Paris
altout two years.
Reports upon diphtherine and its
use were made before the recent Hy
gienic congress at Budapest by Dr.
uoux or tne Pasteur institute, Paris
Dr. Loeffler of the University of
Greufswald, who discovered the ba
cillus tuberculosis, and Dr. Behrine
of the Institute for Contagious and
Infectious Diseases in Berlin, who is
the discoverer of the curative proper
ties of this serum. It is a common
law of medicine that the serum form
of blood of an animal which has been
rendered immune from a disease is
a specific for that disease. This is
so in diphtheria, cholera, and tetanus.
It is also said to be true of typhoid
fever, and it has been found to be a
general law in contagious and infec
tious diseases that the blood serum of
an animal that has had such disease,
either artificially or naturally, Is a
.s w4. ,T. t.-.:i 1- .
have not gone far eaough, however,
to determine about scarlet fver."
GRAVITY AND ETHER
The Theory of Prof.
Foster the Prophet.
He Tells Why the Moon
Floats in Space.
Why One Heavenly Body Is Attracted
by Another Comets and
Repulsion.
It may be claimed that if gravity
is a push the moon would fall to the
earth. The moon is not like a stone
but is enveloped by an electrosphere
which is resisted by the electrosphere
of the earth. This is proven by two
magnitized balls brought r.ear each
other when their magnetic envelopes
or atmospheres are pushed to the op
posite side of each and each ball is
repelled by the other. Take the mag
netism away from one ball, or what
Is the same thing, charge one ball
with negative electricity, as it is
erroneously called, and the two balls
will fall together, or attract each
other; increase tlie charge in each and
they will more forcibly repel each
other.
For the above reasons the moon
floats in the atmosphere of the earth
because the buoyancy of the electro
sphere Is of greater repellant force
than can be overcome by the push of
ether as it moves toward the center
of the earth from all directions.
These facts explain why one heav
enly body is attracted by another
while at a distance and this attrac
tion turned to repulsion when nearer
each other. The repulsion begins
when their electrospheres meet.
A comet has no tail when at its
aphelion or farthest point from the
sun. Its tail begins to lengthen when
the comet meets the repulsion of the
sun's electrosphere. All comets do
not go around the sun. Some are so
forcibly repelled that they turn back
before reaching the sun. When they
come long distances and have consid
erable mass the incoming ether gives
them sufficient momentum to pass
them around the sun,
Of course these arguments depend
on whether the earth and planets are
increasing their gross matter or grow
ing. If they are not the theory and
argument must fail,
Orthodox scientists hold that sun
and olanets weve originally balls of
fire, now cooling and continually
smaller. That is the nebular theory
and the ideas herein advanced are in
consistent with it and one of the the
ories, at least, is necessarily without
foundation.
If the earth is not increasing in size
then geology Is a lie. There are many
strata in the earth that are recognized
as general; covering the whole earth.
One of these series is the coal meas
ures. They extend all around the
earth and could not everywhere lie
deeply buried if the earth was not
adding materials to its surface.
Vegetation produces a vast increase
to earth's matter every year and it
cannot be claimed that vegetation
comes from the soil. The matter built
up in vegetable growth comes from
the atmosphere and is taken in
through the leaves. The sap never
ascends in vegetation but comes from
the atmosphere and runs down.
Tho atmosphere, thus robbed by
vegetation, is renewed by the conden
sations of the other and thus the
earth is constantly growing.
The mind cannot grasp the im
mensity of the expansion of solid mat
ter to ether, or of the condensation
necessary, to reduce ether to solid
matter. The student of nature can
make no mistake in a supreme effort
to understand this part of the sub
ject for It is the basis of all things
that man may know.
Although the question is in doubt
among scientists I fearlessly assert
that in its original form, reduced to
atoms, or In that condition where it
is called ether, there is but one kind
of "matter.
It matters not how vastly this ether
may be expanded as compared with
the lightest of gasses it will have all
necessary jiower to create gravity if
it has sufficient velocity.
We are used to measuring power
by the pound and forget that velocity
is the important factor. A one pound
pull would lift the weight of the world
if the pull was given sufficient veloc
ity. The power added by an increase
of velocity is as unlimited as the
power of the lever.
Then it matters not how attenuated,
how much expanded, the ether may
be if it Is given sufficient . velocity to
ward the ce-rter of the- earth it will
have the ne-cessary force to create
gravity.
Electricity, magnitism, ether readily
pass through solid matter. Electric
ity passes through some kinds of
matter more readily than through oth
ers, and when given great velocity
is inclined to take the matter with it
Whether the ether is of the same na
ture is not certainly known but no
good reason can be assigned why
ether and electricity are not the same,
as much so as steam and water and
as the velocity of steam gives to it a
power equal to water so does ether
have a power equal to electricity.
As it is the ether that gives to com
ets and planets their motions the
ether must have vastly greater veloc
ity than the swiftest comet The sun
moves about sixteen miles per second.
Lights move" 186,330 miles per second.
The incoming ether of space must
have a much greater velocity than
light and this movement being toward
the center of all organized and grow-
iu
neavemy oodles presses every
thing toward their centers in propor
tion to their mass or density and this
pressure or push is the cause of grav
ity. After the gross matter carried by the
ether has been absorbed by the earth
the residuum is' thrown oft and be
comes what we call electricity and the
effects of this electricity we call mag
netism. Herein is the new and true theory.
It Is in accord with all known facts;
it explains all the facts not in accord
with the fire theory; it gives the true
basis of all motion and all life. Prof.
Foster
mental nmvoi- ni Hoflfitmev of heart
i the caw of many men never be-
Icomlne crea. Bulwer.
A TRUE GHOST STORY.
Ghosts being associated from time
Immemorial with this season of the
year, though for what reason I never
could understand, I am going to relate
a personal experience of this kind,
which happened several years ago.
We are so familiar iu the present day
with all manner of spirits from the
various stories gravely related to us
by clever men, who. whatever may
be our opinion, are evidently them
selves quite convinced that ghostly
interviews are now n matter of every
day occurrence that I suppose soon
an apparition will be no . longer a
thiug of terror to f reeSSe the blood and
make the hair to stand oil end; but I
belong to an older generation which
did not care for dealings with any
thing "uncanny," and was content to
leave all communications with another
world until we ourselves had put off
the body; so I must confess that when
I knew myself to be in the presence
of a spirit as on the night of the his
tory of which I am about to relate,
I was seized with so deep a fear that
even now I shudder at the remem
brance. I shall not indicate the house or the
inhabitants nearer than to say that
I was cn a visit to some friends who
lived near Warminister. Some of the
descendants of that family are most
likely alive, and it might pain them to
have the name made public; so I will
call them Palmer. I had never. been
to their house before, and had never
heard that it was "haunted;" in fact
I had no suspicion of this being the
case.
I arrived tired with my journey
ind rather anxious to get to bed for
:i good night's rest I had been used
to have my sister to sleep with me.
and as Mrs. Palmer had a daughter
a young girl, I asked her if she woult
mind sharing my room. The chili
shrank back with an evident look o
fear, and I said hastily, thinking she
was shy of sleeping with a stranger.
"Oh, never mind, my dear, if you
would rather not I am not afraid of
being alone, only I prefer a com
pauion at night, as I am used to it.
I went to iujr room shortly after
It was a comfortable onc and I fell
no uneasiness whatever. I locked the
door I am sure of that and in
short time was iu bed. This was the
now old-fashioned four-poster, with
curtains all around, so that when
there you could see the other part
of the room through any gap there
might be in the hangings. I went to
sleep for some hours, I should fancy
when I awoke to the knowledge tlia
some one was in the room, movin
about Exactly opposite my bed wa
a chest of drawers of antique make
and design. They were of dark pol
ished wood, inlaid, and with hanging
brass handles. The curtains were not
drawn close, and standing at these
drawers, opening and shutting them
was apparently an old woman. The
moon shone directly upon her. As
clearly as I saw it then, I can still
see that small, bent figure. Forget
ting that the door was locked,
thought that someone had made a mis
take in entering my room. I coughed
to make my presence known. The
figure turned and came to the foot of
the bed. 1 saw with surprise that it
was attired in the fashion of many
years ago. Then it opened wide the
curtain and gazed down on me with
a face of intense malignity. The face
was that of a corpse, the flesh dis.
colored, the eyes fixed, the features
rigid. The coldness of death seemed
to seize on all my faculties an un
utterable horror of this dreadful thing
took possession of my whole mind,
I remember no more.
Hours after, when morning was
drawing near, I regained conscious
ness, for I conclude that I had fainted
with terror. With my returning
senses came the reuiembrauce of the
ghost I had seen, and the same over
whelming sense of fear. With a shud
tier I looked around. Nothing was to
be soon, but the drawers were, some
of them, standing open. I dressed
hastily and as soon as the household
seemed stirring went down to the
breakfast room, only too thankful t
leave my hateful chamber. I said
nothing to the family, but directly
we were seated at breakfast my hos
exclaimed: "You are ill. Your fac
is ghastly pale." All eyes were turned
my way, and I felt rather confused
"No," I said, with the reluctant"
ore has to speak of an apparition
"But I saw something in my room
last night that rather disturbed me
A pei-son came into the chamber, and
her appearance was a kind of shock.
My host turned instantly upon his
wife. "Rosetta, he said very stern
ly, "you have been at that old wo
man s things again! Then he tried
to turn the subject But this invol
untary speech as it seemed to be
made me determine to know more
lou must tell the whole story
now," I cried. "You most cruelly,
think, put a guest to sleep in a roin
yon knew to be hauutel Evidently
tins apparitiou is not new to you.
My hostess expressed her i!eep re
gret that. I should have beeu !is
tin-bed, and her husband replied, "It
is certainly true that, when anyone
turns over the articles in that eh--st
of drawers, the old woman you speak
ot is sure to appear the same niglit.
V hat she wants, or who she is, I can
not tell. I believe she is an ancestress
of mine and that the chest of drawers
belonged to her. I was not aware
that my wife had beeu meddling with
it or you should not have been nut
in that room and subjected to such a
night of terror."
I understand then the little girl's
objection to sleep with me. Many
apologies were made both by Mr. and
Mrs. Palmer. I was entreated not to
let this experience make any differ
ence to my visit; but I considered
their unkindness was so great, in al
lowing a stranger to sleep in a room
in which it was known this horrid
aj parition was wont to appear, that
I left the house that same morning
as soon as I possibly could, and never
again entered "under their roof,' or
even went near the vicinity of War
minister. FASHIONABLE COLORS.
Speaking of colors in dress a fash
ion magazine says: Dark laurel
green, dark blue, tan, olive and the
reddish-brown shades like the old
Bismarck colors, also many fruit and
wine dyes that impart a glow of crim
son all are used in the making of
various stylish York, princesse and
double-breasted English walking
coats -and long stately redingotes that
envelop the wearer from throat to
skirt hem. Real Dreadnaughts worn
by tourists returned from abroad are
checked tans and browns, or show at
tractive mixtures, in which deep rich
blue, fawn color and a bit of green
and Indian red appear.
Life is but a short day; but- It Is
a working day. Activity may lead to
evil; but inactivity cannot lead to
good. Hannah More, , .
FATHER OF GRAMMAR
That Is to Say, of Our
English Grammar.
The Home and Life of
Lindley Murray.
Early Days of the Man Who Did
What He Could to Spoil
Native English.
Twelve miles south of Harrisburg
still stands the house in which Lind
ley Murray, the so-called father of
English grammar, was born, says the
Philadelphia Times. It is a somewhat
pretentious log house, with three
rooms and a sleeping loft built ou
the southern slope of a hill and facing
the slow-flowing Swatra that his
toric, stream of which Whittier sings,
uul up which, on their way to the
fertile plains of Tulpchockeii, the first
Pennsylvania Dutch pushed their
rude rafts, over two centuries ago.
Murray's -father was a Scotchman
who settled there about 17:!0, and soon
after married a Miss Henry, daughter
of one of the Pennsylvania German
families in the neighborhood. Mur
ray, iu his autobiography, says: "My
parents were of respectable character,
and In the middle station of life. My
father possessed a good flour mill on
the Swatara, but, being au enterpris
ing spirit and anxious to provide
handsomely for his family, he made
several voyages to the West Indies
in the way of trade, by which he very
considerably augmented his property
Pursuing his inclinations, lie in time
acquired large possessions, and be
came oue of the most respectable
merchants in America. My mother
was a woman of an amiable disposi
tion, and remarkable for mildness.
humanity and ' liberality of senti
ment."
The Murray homestead, with its
old oaken bucket and ivy-covereti
porch, lies within a few miles of ths
"old Derry church," one of the very
oldR-t churches in the stat?, and
which, within the last few years lias
been replaced by a beautiful stone
memorial chapel. Here the Murrays
and Dixons and Trumans and Boyds
and Bertrams worshipped as early as
1720, and tradition still points out the
very tree at which William Perm lied
his horse ou his first aud last visit to
the parish. Distance does not seem
to have deterred the pious old worth
les who had charge of the spiritual
affairs of the Murrays and their Pres
byterian neighbors, for in the life of
tho Rev. Adam Boyd, who ministered
to the flock before the infant Lindley
was born, it is said that lie "preached
on the westward of Octorara and
Donegal, over Conoy and eastward
as far as tho barrens of Derry," and
his salary was sixty pounds per year
payable m hemp, linen, corn, j-aru
and chickens.
It is rather curious to see the
changes that have come ovorx the
neighborhood in which the great
grammarian was born and raised
The log houses in which lived the old
Scotch, Irish and English families are
still standing and iu use for farm im
plements and stables, though tho
Murray homestead is still occupied
as a dwelling-house, and the prim
German housewife will think you
have certainly gone daft if you go
staring about her house or ask her
what she kuows about Lindley Mur
ray, of whom she has never even
heard. A region richer in folk lore
or historical incident cannot be found,
though the present inhabitants 1 here
about can give you little assistance or
inspiration. Material prosperity has
smiled upon the hills of Mauada, and
the barrens of Derry, but there is
none of tho old intellectual life which
in one generation gave to "glory and
to fame" more sons and daughter;
man nave ten generations since, xim
most prominent of these were Dixon
and Murray. Robert Dixon, of Dix-
on's ford, near the Murray place, won
it-..,,
fame on the same fields that brought
glory to Wolfe and Montgomery.
Sam Atkinson says of him in his.
"Casket and Evening Post" that "hi
was one of those spirits which rise in
tlame to illume all around him; gentli
as the summer breeze in private lii'e.
but terrible as a whirlwind in the day
of danger." Murray was a being of
a different order The closet was his
battlefield, though he never turned
his pen in favor of the country of his
birth. While the companions of his
boyhood were fighting the American
revolution he was living the peaceful
life of a Quaker. Meanwhile, how
ever, like many auotlier pious Quaker,
he was taking advantage of the timet,
aud lining his pockets with the al
mighty dollar. Near the Murrays
was also born Ellery Tinman, and
another, the equal of them all, Emily
Raj-moud, the pride of the Swatara.
the spirit of its woods and fields; a.
beautiful soul whose story remains,
to be written.
Lindley Murray's early boyhood
was spent at the home on the Swa
tara, his father's flour and grist mill
being about a mile distant, near Rog
er's ford. When Lindley was about
G or 7 3ears old his father determined
to quit the Swatara and try his for
tunes in the Carolinas. The family
soon returned North again, atd a few
years later settled In New York,
where they acquired considerable
wealth and influence Before leaving
the parish of Derry Lindley had been
sent to Philadelphia and put in the
care of a tutor, Professor Ebenezcr
Kinnersley, who afterward became
noted as a co-laborer with Franklin
in his electrical researches and ex
periments. Murray was an apt pupu, and gave
early evidences of the ability he was
to dlsnlav In after years. He took
PIONEER
' u u : 1 AND
COFFEE SALOON.
HODES & HALL
Plain and Fancy Confections-Ice Cream.
CIGARS::- '
"OUR SILVER CHAMPION," "BELMONT," GENERAL ARTHUR," and
a full line of Smokers' Articles. Come in when hungry and e n-h nr
hour of the day.
a violent dislike at first to a mercan
tile life, and for want of a more suit
able profession took to the law. He
was admitted to the bar at the agar
of 24, and, after a few years iu Eng
land, returned to New York, where
he practiced until the Revolution
broke out He then took a turn at
mercantile life, and made a fortune
and went to England, where he lived!
ever afterward an Englishman rath
er than an American. He says: "In
particular I had strong prepossession
in favor of a residence In England,
because I was ever partial to its po
litical constitution and the mildness
and wisdom of its general laws. On
leaving my native country there was
not, therefore, any tiling which could
afford me so much real satisfaction
as I have found in Great Britain."
He purchased a small estate near
Holdgate, where he led a quiet, peace
ful literary life.
Murray's chief literary work was
"The Power of Religion on the Mind,"
published 1787, and which passed
through nearly twenty editions. The
object of the book, he said, was to
'excite serious reflections on the un
satisfying and transitory nature of
temporal enjoyments, and to promote
a lively concern ror tne attainment
of that felicity whie'h will be complete
mil permanent" He then wrote a
series ot sKctcnes or xw men anu
women of all sorts and conditions.
from Job to Caesar Borgia, and Baron
Heller to Sir William Jones, whose
lives, by inspiring in the reader either
admiration or pity, were to be "ot
singular efficacy to excite a love of
God aud goodness." He dwells es
pecially on their conduct at the ap
proach of death, and uses it for a
stirring argument against inndenty.
"What an evidence on behalf of piety
and virtue! What a dissuasive from
vice and folly!" is the fact he says,
that all should be so deeply impressed
with the need of religion when they
reach the termination of their days.
And lie quotes Young as the inspira
tion of his life:
'Tis immortality 'tis that alone,
Amidst life's pains' abasements, emp
tiness, The soul can comfort, elevate and fill.
In his school life Murray had made
many friends, with whom he kept up
a lief-long correspondence. Promi
nent among these was Chief Justice
.Tay. Murray also wrote many relig
ious and controversial pamphlets, and
several books in French.
But there is only one book that has
kept Lindley Murray's fame alive iu
all these years, and that is his grain
mar. It alone is sufficient to make
the' valley of the Swatara -forever
famous. And yet how few people re
member or know that the county of
Dauphin can claim the birthplace of
the noted grammarian.
Lindley Murray's grammar! What
memories it inspires iu all of the old
er generations, all of whom, in the
satirical lines of Drydeu
Climbed the grammar tree to know
Where noun and verb and participle
grow.
AH the old schoolmasters swore by
Murray aud his rules and examples
of orthography, etymology, syntax,
and prosody, his four constituent
parts of English grammar.
In the rural districts near the gram
marian's birthplace Murray, under a
different name, is still taught in all
his glory, and there is a somewhat
pretentious academy, now happily on
a decline, only a few miles from the
Murray place, in which a decrepit
old grammarian, "dressed in gown,
bands and wig," still holds his old
time sway. Grammar, in his opinion,
constitutes the sum total of a liberal
education. He considers it his spec
ialty, and still uses Lindley Murray
as the first and last authority, and a
verbatim 'knowledge of his twenty
two rules of syntax is his first re
quirement from a beginner, and woe
betide the poor wretch who recites
rule lit or rule 20 when a rule of a
different number is called for!
This survival of the Lindley Murray
regime is no more amusing than the
grave way in which I heard a little
girl discourse a la Murray on the
difference between systactical and
etymological parsing aud then take
up "Who preserves us," and, chatter
ing as fast as her tongue could go.
proceed to tell "OKI Polyphemus,"
i 1 - , .". , , '
"'' " f '.'"f
h'l( al'd ",e otIJf dwu m
' "L inn if mi niimitrii uunwrin, iiiitL iiu
is a relative pronoun of the ihterroga-
tivo kind, therefore without any an
tecedent, and in the nominative case
singular; nominative, who; possessive,
whose; objective, whom; tin? word to
which it relates is called its subse
quent and is the noun or pronoun
cout lining the answer to the question;
according to a note under rule 0,
which says," etc.
The boys were not qtiite so ready
in their parsing, but perhaps they had
no key to the exercise or did not
stand in such awe of" their teacher.
Whatever may be said of Murray's
grammar, it must be coufessed that
under one name or another it is still
taught for good or for bad In nearly
all of the rural schools of the state.
Ex.
FEEDING VALUES. There is but
little difference iu the feeding value
of fine wheat feed, such as wheat
middlings, and the coarser feeds or
brans. Many wheat brans on the
market are simply the coarse brans
le-ground. This is done because
there is a popular prejudice against
tho coarse;, husky appearing brans.
One of three samples sent by B. H.
McLean belongs to that class. From
the small number of digestion experi
ments made in this country, it ap
pears that middlings arc somewhat
more digestible than bran, and for
this reason would be more valuable.
When biaus can lie bought for from
$1 to $3 per ton less than the price
of middlings, they are without doubt
the cheaper and better food for milch
cows. There is considerable differ
ence in the manurial value of wheat
bran, which contains an average of
47 lbs of nitrogen, 00 of phosphoric
acid, and 32 of potash, wliile mid-
dlings average 41, 52 and 14 li
and 14 lbs re-
spectiveiy. rror. o. o. t-neips.
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