ALARM FROM BOX HO. I
riEwtir it Him Pm da numberone box, .
Linton, einnabe, ilateal
If bow rnl'ly da angel tnocki;
tit fit ii LU au' inula'.
Aaxrl'' tapiln on da eooKlenca ball,
Benn tt,bab H baDgln'l
jnaraietblf Bradejr'ia oabbln' In bell;
Dai's wbjr da 'larm-beU's olanglo'.
JkOc 4at da Inglnes neber IU aroannd ;
Mlnnalu br'llln'.frylu'
jRwa tba fiahoook 'silnn'suera kaln'i I
an day ain't ao uie o tryln'.
g&umm la a burnln' np higher an' higher
Burarlnln'.ob, aurprUln'l
Veufcae an lntrut In dal Are,
An' da datnea laaUlla-rUin'.
XM whan yon baah dat warnln' chime;
Jump up, alunaba, Jump Dpi
lYrtmw do In h berry quick time;
Now la da time to bump up,
Kane yon know dat you ken't afford
Hallelulab! be alexin'!
Tortus yo'at.ula. for dey aiu't ln
JMiten to da flre-bella ring
aiu't Inalinred:
in'.
A, ). World.
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COUSIN
LIZZIE.
""Who is livinff in Swan's house?
it is occupied, will Nr. lartuflo to
fusiservant.
"A. Mr. ErneBt Simpson and his wife
ami mother. He 18 lust married. 1 be
llawe " was the reply.
Ww mother, did you say?" queriod
JEr. Tartuffe, a shade croBsing his face.
-Ye, fiir. She's a widow lady, and
mim meommon fine lookinc woman, too,
Vflrv.wflll. That will do." rejoined
tfre coaster, hastily, and he applied hitn
mMta his breakfast with an air of ab
atoru-lion unusual to him. At longth ho
giuiwvl aside his plate, and walkod to the
, obokJow.
Stranae." ho muttered, "that
tkwld come home to find them here, of
tll ulooes in the world. I knew this
axarmina that that young follow must in
me war be connected with Ernest
Simmon. The likeness is unmistakable
Tbeera comes a woman. I wonder if it
cmjb be his motbor?"
A targe woman with a fresh-colored
fke and with a bnndlo on her arm on
6eed the Rate and hurried up the walk
with the air of one very lnnoh at home
"Yes, it must bo she; yet who could
Iiavne believed that Sophie aiartyn would
Bacnaie such a groat, blowsy creature.
Tiwty-flve years work great changos."
tno iact was, it wub jh rn. nuujinuu o
IbMssaiakor; but how was Mr. Tartuffo to
bruit that? t or live years lio liad boon
ftaselLnff after a fashion of his own. Of
raiurse, it cost him a pretty fortune., but
lut bad the fortune to spend, and as he
ww a bachelor with no near rolativos, it
, wu no one's concern how ho spout it ex
mpt his own.
Five years bad wrought great changos
Of Lm old frionds and associates, somo
vm dead, others moved away, and tho
im were so immersed in busiuess, so in
5unjited in their own particular pursuits,
flint they lad littlo timo or thought to
mm for him.
"Tin lilin nnminor liui'k friim (lie dnml
fU if ml one's place filled and ouo's self
- ---------n
flwwiticn." he said sadly. And now to
ail the rest was addod the unwolcomo
tiiravcry that the wife and son of Ernest
Simpson, the man who had dpne him a
esmel wrong and marred his life, wero
liwiajr noxt door to him. Homo time he
sbvad at the window drumming softly
am the pano and looking idly out; sud-
ttaoiv his face liKhtod up.
-That's an idea; I'll do it. Forsyth
mil jump at tho chance, I've no doubt."
Whatever tho idea was, lie immediately
prwuoodod to put it into exocution. A
rkr minutes later, he loft the house and
Suek his way down town.
Why, good morning, Tnrtuffo. Glad
one yen; sit down; I'll be at leisure in
. a. ttw minutes."
When tho busy lawyer was at lust ablo
H pay some attention to his visitor, Mr.
Tartuffo began without preliminary:
Turtyth, I have boon thinking over
xtliat "you said yesterday, and have a
proposition to muko. Hupposo we mako
jta exchange?"
Mako an exchange?" repeated the
fMixxlod lawyer.
Yob; you tuko my house and I take
3111-0, for a year, Your family uie dosi
rww of coming to town, and I want to
fcwre it. Tuko tho houses as they stand.
It will save tho bother of moving."
-Well," mused Mr. Forsyth, "Hint's
tin kloa, certainly, and it strikes me
fkanrably, but I must consult my wife
ttntof course. Why do you wish to
InavM town,; though? you've justcomo
hi!sr Your wandering life hits spoiled
jwwl. You ought to get married and settle
hum quietly."
"Got married!" repeated tho other,
triih An oxprcssiou of scorn; "what
mt,mLA would have uu old man like me,
rnaipt for his money?"
Old uiuu, indeed!" exclaiiuod Mr.
l''Hnrvth; "why, you're just in the primo
at Lio, and there isn't a young man in
tueitj who can boast of a more sidondid
pajtequo. Besides, yon neod not marry
vniig school-girl, you know. I know
Inst tho woman for you, about your own
sips, a widow with only one sou, but he
i auarriod aud out of tho way. Say
tiM9 word, and I'll mako you ae
lirartntl." -I Late widows," said Mr. Tartuffo,
anlli such an air that Mr. Forsyth
lifmppod the subject then aud there.
Xhe idea of marrying a widow!"
iin-jilatod Mr. Tartu ll'o in sileut wrath as
Ifca took his war homeward.
A lie ascended tho stops, tho red
' ftannJ dress-maker touted by tho window
ict Mrs. Simpson's room, exclaimed:
Tliprc goes Mr. Tartuffo. He' just got
hack been gone five years. Splendid
Bunking man, ain't ho?'
What did you say his name was?'
mLl Mrs. Simpson, rather eagerly.
-tiiuion Tartuffe. He's a rich old
buirix. You had better set your cap at
him. But I'm afraid 'twouldn'tdo no
frmxl, for they aay he's a woman-hater.
a diKttpKjiutmcnt once most likely;
tdsil't generally the case when men are so
ianta women."
Mrs. Simpson made no reply, but
nymmed her work with a thoughtful face.
ilother, here's a letter for you," said
Earnest's wife, entering the room. Mrs.
Sinpsoo read the few lines it contained,
auui then said: "Annt Eliraboth is ill;
an attack similar to the one she had three
rmu ago, and she wants me to come
awl atay with per'"
"Oh, daar, how sorry I aai?" exclaimed
Joauo. "I do not know what we shall do
mithant you." ,
"Tax sorry, too, on many accounts,
hut I loel it my duty to go at onoe. bhe
iuuxadwayi been such a true friend to me
tlatl Beror can repay hrr."
One afternoon, a fortnight later, Mr
Tartuffo alighted from the train at
Brierdalo station. Thomas was there to
attend to the lufreojre. and so his master,
without stopping, took his way up the
villnce street to his new home.
For the next few days he fairly lived
out of doors, exploring the conntry for
miles arouna, walking, anving, dsuiuk
and boating. One afternoon, toward
sunset, as he lay stretched at full length
undor a tree at the brink of the river, the
sonnd of tho oars attracted bis attention
and. lookinir up. he saw a small boat
coming rapidly toward him. Itwas pro
pelled by two ladies, whose meny voices
were borne to him by the breeze. One
of them was evidently a young girl yet
in her teens; the other, a splendidly ue
veloped and still very handsome woman
was a good many years her senior.
"There comes Bob in his wherry
cousin Lizzie: lot's have a race!" ex
cluimod the vountrer of the two.
"I think, Katie, it is time for me to
go bock to the house; I am afraid Annt
Elizabeth will want me," answered her
companion, costing jt glance at the west
ern sky.
I fine cultured face it was, with a re
markably sweet expression. Mr. Tartnffe
ruised himself npon bis elbow, as he
contrlit sieht of it.
'Strango! he muttered . "but l could
1 m
swear 1 hod soen mat ir.je ooioro some
where or somo time; yet it is like
dream."
"Oh. nonsense, Cousin Lizzie, she
won't want yon yet awhile. You 11 grow
an old woman before your time if you
shut yourself up so.
"Oh, it s all very well tor you to pre
tend, said Katie, nodding nor neaa
"but you know very well that we young
folks stand no chance at all when you are
near, and " (hero the speaker became
conscious of the auditor upon the bank
and stopped short.) Both ladies flushed
and. bonding to their oars, tho boat
glided swiftly by, and was in a moment
ont of hearing distance.
Mr. Tartuflo rose and walked liome-
ward. "That is the sort of a woman that
thoucht Sophie would make, and in
fact there is something in her face that
reminds me very much of her.
The next Sunday Mr. Tartuffo wont
tr, plmreli anil ncnuiiicd the Forsvth new,
In front of him wero three ladies and two
irentlemen. Two of tho ladies ' were
young and charmingly pretty, and in ono
oi tnem ne recognized mo nauo oi mo
boat. The othor was evidently her sis
ter. The third was elderly and as plainly
the mother of tho two. "And that must
be Bob and the father." said Mr. Tar
tuffe to himself, "and now, where is
Cousin Lizzie?"
Tho question was no sooner asked than
answorod by the appoarance of the lady.
She entered a pew just across tho aislo
and opposite tho family party mat air.
Tartutto had been observing so closely.
A faint perfume of violets was wafted to
him as she passed by; and although he
had never liked it since tho olden days,
it seemed to him now most exquisite and
appropriate. II o studiod the sweet faco,
and the costume simplo yet dainty in all
its appointments and perfect in tuste. lie
never knew what was the text or the ser
hion that morning.
At tho close of the service, the gentlo
man whom Mr. Tartuffo had takon to be
tho "natcrfumilins" came un and intro
duced himself as a noighbor and an old
friend of tho Forsyths.
I do not know whether you nave ever
heard Forsyth speak of Liuery iaylor.
"Indeed I havo, and in the highest
terms," responded Mr. Tartuffo, cordially
shaking the proffered hand. "I am ex-
eodincly happy to maKo your acquaint
ance," speaking in such a ready, heart
felt manner, that Mr. Taylor set him
down at once as a "most agreeable
follow."
"I mnst make vou acnuuinted with mv
family." Mr. Taylor said, as his wife and
children joined him, and then followed
introductions to the different members.
"Whore is Cousin Lizzie?" askod Mr.
Taylor, looking round.
Nio was in liasto to get home, lor
fear her aunt might need her; thore she
goes now, pointing up me street, wuoro
stately figure was fast disappearing
ran view.
"Our roads lie in tho sumo direction:
may I have the pleasure of accompany
ing you?" said Mr. Tartuffo to Katie.
If you will make yourself very ugroo-
ablo, and not expect to bo entertained in
return," she suid, flashing a snucy glance
at him.
'A hard condition. How am I to
now whether I am successful or not?"
"You shall receivo your reward," she
answered solemnly, but with dancing
eyes.
A fortnight ago Mr. Tartuffo would
havo considered tho whole thing an un
mitigated bore, but the lost few days
had wrought a wonderful change in him.
lie exerted himself to be entertaining,
and succeeded admirably. When they
reached the Rute, Katie said:
"Aud now for your reward. Do you
like croquet?"
"1 have always detested it liithorto,
he said, "but, with yon for a purtuer, I
havo no doubt 1 shall soon bo a com
plete votary of it." ;
"Very pretty, but you caunot impose
on me with your gallant speeches. How
ever, I am to have a small croquet party
to-morrow afternoon, and wish you to
make one of the number. Cousin Lizzie
Simpson shall be one of the number,
and, I assure you, yon will find her a
loemun worthy of your steel. Mie is
the ludy who sat opposite to us in
huivh. '
"Yes, I saw her with you in a boat the
other afternoon," he said, quietly.
ha to flushed a little.
"The very same; w ill you come?"
"With great pleasure. At what hour?"
"Four o'clook."
"I will bo punctual." oicning the
gate for her to pasa through, and then,
ith a bow, ho left her.
The croquet party was a success, and
Mr. Tartuffo proved no despicable
plaver, after all.
"That was a very close came. Cousin
Lizzie, you must look out or you will
lose your laurels. Another stroke would
have finished yen," exclaimed Bub.
"I should count it no dishonor to be
beataa by such a foe," she answered,
smiling.
Here tea was announced, and the
guests turned their footsteps toward the
house. air. 1 attune loumi tumaeii
walking along with Katie and her cousin
Lirzie.
"Miss Simpson, do you excel in every
thing yon undertake? he began. 1
"Why, no, certainly not," she said,
opening her eyes in surprise.
Here Katie glided away from them to
tlm rest of the party.
"Hush!" she said, softly, laying her
finger on her lip. ue thinks Cousin
Lizzie is uumarried; don't yon en
lichten him for your lives.
"But do you think it quite right?" re
monstrated Katie s sister, ureta.
"Of course it is, so long as her hus
band is dead.
"But Cousin Lizzie will tell him her.-
self."
"Well, if she tolls him, so be it. We
won't, at any rate," said Katie, and so it
rested.
One brieht afternoon, some months
later, Lizzie Simpson stood by the win
dow in her room, looking out with t
troubled face. "It has gone on too long
already. I must toll him the truth and
take the consequences. But suppose he
should be very angry? Well, he has
richt to be. and yet "
tier hands worked nervously, and two
larce tears rolled down her cheeks.
Just then a carriage rolled np to the
front of the house, and Mr. Tartuffe
alighted. Hastily tying a veil over her
fuce, Mrs. Simpson went down to meet
him. It was with a very lover-like air
that he assisted her into tho carriage,
and his manner cansed her to shrink
with a premonition of what was coming.
With a sort of nervous haste she strove
to avert it bv conversing volubly npon
the beauties of tho opening spring and of
the country around.
A little smile crept into me corners oi
his month, and at length, laying his
hand npon hers, he said, quietly, "It is
of no use; I am not to be diverted from
mr Durnose. Lizzie: I love you with a
love which I bolieved nothing could cre
ate in mv heart acrain. I wantyon. Will
aa m t
you come?'
Khe trembled like a loai. onu iur a mu
ment strove to speak in vain; then she
said, "Mr. Tortuffe, I liave a confession
to make which may alter your feelings
toward me. I have been a widow for
fifteen years."
He looked ot her keenly for a moment,
She resumod hurriedly, "I thought you
knew, of course, at first, and then it
crrew rather hard for me to tell you, and
I kept hoping yon would find out your
mistake. Indeed, 1 nod not me siigiuest
intention of deceiving you."
He smiled, and drew her closely to
nni. "is that ail.'
"No: it is only the smallest part of my
confession, Simon," she cried, vehem
ently; "is it possible that you have never
recognized me
"Son ne he exclaimed, "tamest
Sinipson'B wife!"
His faoo was pale, but ho only tight
ened his clasp, while he looked into hor
eyes as if he would read hor very soul.
She continued with choked voice, "For
ten years I have bolieved you false and
treacherous. It was not until he lay on
his dying bed that he confessed the truth
to me, and I knew how cruelly you had
boon wronared. Under any other circum
stances I should not have told you this,
for, after all, he was my husband, and I
believe loved me truly and triod to mako
me happy."
"1 absolvod you trom au oiame yeare
- -W 1 1 T.I A'
ago. As soon as x uearu oi jruusi a
marriage the truth flushed across me at
onoe, that he loved you himself, and had
been the sole causo of our estrangement.
enrsod myself for a blind fool when I
realized that I had been but an unsus
pecting tool in his hands. Can j'ou won-
dor that I hated him, with the bitterness
that-"
Komeinber that ho is dead, and that
he was but humun after all," she inter
rupted. "Lot tho dead past bury its
dead."
He bowed his head silently, and after
pauso, with rather a mischievous look,
esaid: "Do you know why I left tho
city and came to Brierdalo?"
"Ao," sho replied wondonngly.
"T wns runniucr owav from vou. But
ou have not answered my qusntion yet;
is this Mrs. Taituffo that I hold m my
arms?" suiting the action to the words,
and dropping the reins as he did so
(fortunately the horso was well trained).
"If you wisn it, was me low repiy.
"But I do wish it, most decidedly,"
as the reioinder: "and after waiting all
these years, I intend to claim my roward
very soon." After a pause he continued:
It docs seem strange to me mat i snouiu
not have recognized yon bofore, although
you have changed very groauy. lwo
things misled me; I always called you
Sophia, and hero you are called Lizzie;
ow happens that.'
"My uamo is Sophia Elizabeth. At
home they always callod mo by my first
name, but Aunt Elizaboth calla me by
my second, and so do all my friends here
in Brierdalo call me Lizzie. What was
the second thing that misled you?"
Ho lauirhod as he repliod, "I saw a
large, red-faced woman going iuto your
son's, and mistook hor for you. Twen
ty-five years will often change persons as
much as that, you know."
"And so you ran away from my dress
maker," she said, laughing, and half
outing.
Just then tho clatter of horses' foot
as heard, and. looking up. mey saw
wo young peoplo on horseback, coming
pidly toward them.
"It is Katie and Bob." exclaimed Mrs.
Simpson, putting down her vail to hide
her flushod checks.
"How do von do, Cousin Lizzie? Good
afternoon, Mr. Tartuffe," said Ratio,
reining in as she reached Uie carnage.
"You have made a slight mistako,
Katie." returned the latter. "It is not
Mr. Tartuffe, but Cousin Simon."
"Bravo! I knew it months aco. My
eves were not given mo for nothing,' ex
claimed Katie, in ecstatic glee. "I'll not
take np your valuable time now, but,
when you come home, I'll congratulate
yon in due form," and tho merry riders
dashed on.
"So Mrs. Simpwrn is really going to
marry Mr. Tartuffo. Did she ever know
him before?" said tho dressmaker to Jen
nie Simpson, as she was trying on her
dress.
"Ycss, they were friends a good many
years ago."
"Weil, I kind o' mistrusted as much
when we was talkin' about, hiin one
mornin' last winter, from her actions.
Are they comin back here to live?"
"No, ihey both like Brierdale so much
that they will remain there. Mr. Tar
tuffe has bought a fine house there, the
one in which he has been living for the
past six months."
When the rare Jane days came, with
their roae-ecented breath and dazzling
skies, Mr. Tartuffe took bis bride home.
Together they stood at night npon the
verandah, and watched the moon as it1
. arA i'rV 4lia u1i1a with Ha
rUaO. UWUIUK WM RUV1B DOl Ui fflUt 1K
silver.
" What can be more beautiful en
earth?" Lizzie said softly.
"Are you satisfied with your home
our home?" ho asked, looking down npon
her lovingly.
"Perfectly; and you?"
"I came to BrWdale, anticipating one
happy year, instead of which, I have ob
tained bliss for a lifetime."
Murder Unpunished.
The duel between Muj. Dibble, of the
navy, and Jim Lundy, which occurred at
Industry Bar, on the main Yuba, in this
county, has been a fruitless theme for
numberless compilers of pioneer history.
S. S. Crafts, a merchant of Alleghany,
who called at the Transcript office day be
fore yesterday, says that in all the ac
counts yet published the principal
points were wrongly stated. He was in
the camp at the time, and relates the
circumstances of the bloody incident as
follows:
On the . evening of Oct. 24, 1851, a
number of men were sitting around the
table after supper, whiling away the
time spinning yarns, cracking jokes and
singing songs.
When was it that fruit hrst swore
suddenly interrupted Maj. Dibble, who
had taken but slight port in the proceed
ings until now.
The listeners made one or two ellorts
to guess the answer, and then gave it
up.
"When the apple damned the pair, of
course," explained the joker.
All laughed but Jim Lundy, between
whom and the Major there had never
been any love lost. He glanced at the
latter in an ugly way and hissed, "It's no
such a thing!
The color left Dibble s cheeks and his
eyes blazed like two suns. It looked for
momont as tnougn ue was going to
tackle his insulter right there. Then
by a powerful effort he controlled him
self, and his face began to assume a scar'
let hue.
You must not contradict me in such
a way, ho said, in a low, determined
tone, "ion have done it too often al
ready."
Lundy gave expression to a contempt'
nous sneer.
"You are a lving. thieving
, and lama bigger mark to shoot at
than you are!" Those words came from
the gambler with a ring that showed he
wanted them to strike home.
"Vorv well, sir." responded the out-
raged trooper; "we will try it on when
Gen. Morehcad comes over from Nevada
City."
Uotli men were crack shots and had
plenty of moral courage. The pioneers
at the Bar knew there would be at least
one funeral in their midst before many
hours elapsed.
Dibble and Mr. Crafts slept together
thut night, and Lundy, taking his blan
kets, camped out alouo on a side-hill
The first named spent part of the night
in writing Iottors to his mends in the
East. He indited several lengthy epis
ties, one being to the faithful and high
bred sweetheart who was anxiously
awaiting his return from the land of gold,
and another to his aged father and
mother.
The antagonists mot at sunrise. Major
General Morohead was Dibble's second,
and Charley Morse was Lundy s.
Fifteen paces were measured on, and
the challenger and challenged took their
places.
Just as tho God of Day peeped over a
pino-fnnged lull to the east the prepara
tions were doclared complete.
"Gentlemen, are you ready;
Before the echo of the sentence had
diod away, and while Dibble was in the
act of raising his weapon, there was a
sharp report from the other s pistol.
A momentary look of consternation
flitted over Dibble's handsome face.
Yon , you fired before the
word. You have nearly killed nie," he
cried. Then, pressing one hand to his
breast, ho whirled around like mod once
or twice, and fell dead in his tracks. The
bullet found its resting place in the
oung man's heart.
Lundy was indicted, tried and found
guilty. Tho proceedings were shown to
have boen irregular, and ho was granted
now trial. The matter dragged along a
year or two, Borne of tho witnesses disap
peared from the country, and finally a
nolle prosequi was entered,
How They
Send Pown
Trui'kee.
the Logs lu
A chute is laid from the river's brink
up tho steep uioiiutuiti to the railroad,
and while we are tellimr it the monster
log are rushing, thundering, flying, leap
ing down the derlivity. They come with
the speed of a thunderbolt, and somewhat
of ils roar. A tr.u k of fire and smoke
follows them, tire btruck by their friction
with the chute logs. They descend the
1,700 feet of the chute in fourteen seconds.
In doing so they drop 700 (eot perpendic
ularly. They strike the deep water of
the pond with a report that can be heard
a mile distant.
l-ogs tired from a cannon could scarcely
have greater velocity than they have lit
the foot of the chute. Their average ve
locity is over 100 feet in asecond through
out the entire distance, and ut the instant
they leap from the mouth their speed
imiHt be fully 'Jitd per second. A sugar
pine, log sometimes weighs ten tons.
What a missile! Hoar the water is
dashed iuto the air ! Like a grand plume
of diamonds and rainbows, the feathery
spray is huried into the air to the high!
of a hundred feet. It forms the grandest
fountain ever beheld. How the waters
of tho pond foam, and seethe, and lash
against the shore.
One log having spent its force by its
msd plunge into the deep waters, bos
flouted so as to be st right angles w ith
the path of the descending monster. The
mouth of the chute is perhaps fifteen feet
above the surface of the water. A huge
log hurled from the chute cleaves the nir
and alights on tbo flouting log. You
know bow a bullet glances, but can you
imagine a saw-log glancing? The end
strikes with a heavy ahock, but glides
quickly past for a short diLmre, then a
mult like a reverlwration of artllery, the
fal'ing log springs 150 feet vertically into
the air, and with a curve like a rocket
Calla into the pond seventy yards from the
log it struck. Trucktt EepuUica.
A Boston theatrical company recently
played a scene laid in a church so natur
ally that to many of the audience it
seemed so real that they went to sleep.
, 1T -
Wt, Point
. When a young man leave West 1 oinj
mn ii tim tVifiorv of war as iaiu
GrjlUlUJVU " "
down in Jomini, Vauban.Todleben, etc.,
with a firm conviction that grand tactics
can easily be mastered through the
eames of strategos and kriegspiel, he has
been loctured, watched, drilled and hec
tored, but now he will be his own mas
tor. Graduating in the most beautiful
season of the year, he leaves his alma
mater, and, with the adulations of bis
relatives and friends ringing in his ears,
straps his beautiful new sword by his
Bide, and with the big parchment com
mission of the President of the United
States for his credentials, starts on un
career. Poor little fellow! He little
knows the thousand and one obstacles to
be overcome, and on reporting to his reg
imental commander, possibly a grizzled
veteran ot several wars, at some far-away
frontier post, the fine eonceit of his own
importance which sustained our embryo
n-ont hodin to evaDorate. He will bo-
gin to find the difference between play
ing soldier in a civilized community and
fighting those terrible Indians, whoEe
tactics, especially of "circling" in a
fight, aren't so pleasant after all. If, in
tliA course of affairs, he is placed in com
mand of a company without the advice or
association of officers vorsea in mo cure
and management of men, our young
officer's troubles begin sorely to harass
him.
It is a Btrango anomaly that under a
tnrm of covernment like that of the
United States, an officer must keep aloof
from the enlisted man, and there is a
wide gulf between the two grades of ser
vice. A well-known cavalry officer
states that he w as suddenly snowed in at
an isolated post on the plains, and for
months the only company he had was a
little music-box. He was the only com
missioned officer present, and of course
could not associate with his soldiers, onu
that little music-box made sweeter musio
for him than that of the finest brass band
he ever heard. It is queer such a dis
tinction is mado in our army, because
in the armies of the monarchies of
Europe the cadets of the German, Aus
trian and Russian aristocrats have to
serve in the ranks before they are com
missioned as officers.
A young officer will find the theory of
commanding men more easuy urougm
into practice than taking cure of them,
and if lie is wise he soon manes acquaint
ance with two very important factors in
the question, that is, the commissary
and quartermaster. In all the accounts
of the grand achievements of the profos'
sion of arms, one hears little about those
who feed and clothe an army, but many
a brilliant buttle which illuminates his
torv is due to their care and foresight.
The cares of the commissary branch of
our service have been most graphically
set forth a short time since in an article
entitled "Feeding an Army in the
United Service mogozine, and tho author,
a modest gentleman who was the chief
commissary of tho Army oi the rotomac,
gives some valuablo data of the immense
stores of provisions consumed.
In May, 18G4, the army commanded by
General Meade, left Brandy Station to
enter on the campaign which included
those terriblo buttles of the llderness,
Snottsvlvania. Coal Harbor, etc., and
consisted of 150,000 souls. An idea of
the length of the wagon-train can be
formed when it is stated that "had it been
placed in a right line when tho first
wagon was entering the city of Rich
mond, the last one would have just been
leaving tho city of Washington a dis-
tanco of 130 miles by rail." The army
was organized as follows: Second, Fifth
and Sixth army corps, cavalry corps, at
tillory reservo, First and Second Brig
ades of horse artillery, regular and vol
unteer engineer battalions, provisional
brigade (Provost Marshal General,) and
subsequently the Ninth and Eighteenth
corps were added. General Meade, who
was ever mindful of the wants of his
men, required that Colonel Thomas Wil
son, the Uhiei Liommissary, suouid al
ways be near him, and the system of that
Department, and the promptness with
which food for this iinmenso body of
men was furnished undor trying circum
stances, has been the subject of .well
deserved praiso. Each wagon carried, in
addition to-tho forago for its own ani
mals, 40 boxes of hard bread, G barrels of
pork and 4 barrels of coneo; or, if only
loaded with sugar, 10 barrels of thut
article.
A two months' supply of food amount
ed to the following articles:
1,003,400 rations of pork, 752,800
pounds.
111,4 rj rations bacon, vou pounds.
234,832 rations ham, 178,(124 pounds.
40,477 rations floor, 32,381 pounds.
3,881,225 rations hard bread.3,881,225
pounds.
4,214,313 rations coffee,. 421,431
ponnds.
101, NO rations tea, 2428 pounds.
4,052,181) rations sugar. 310,145
pounds.
1KJU,20U rations vinegar, 2W0 gallons.
720,000 rations candles, 9075 pounds.
1,208,000 rations soap, 519,200
pounds.
4,04.1,400 rations salt, 1j1,044 pounds.
410,787 rations whisky, 12,837 gal
lons. '
332,617
rations pepper, 2081 J-J
rations dried apples, 53,584
ponnds.
535,840
pounds.
13(5,200 rations pickles, 2,088 gal
lons. 416,533 rations pickled cabbage. 6248
gallons.
Fhotoorapht Uxdeb Water. Mr.
William Morris, of Greenock, says the
Glasgow A'em, has made a discovery by
which he can photograph underneath the
water at a depth of ten fathoms. Two of
the negatives he nas secured ae remarka
bly distinct,, but the others are rather
dim owing to defects in the apparatus
which he hopes to remedy. The-camera
is enclosed in a water-tight glass case,
suspended by the center and enclosed in
a cover, that is drawn off after the
camera which is fixed on a loaded
tripod has reached its position. One of
the views, taken in the bay, shows a
sandy bottom, with a number of large
boulders, covered with sea-weed, and an
old anchor; and, in the shade, three
mooring-cables belonging to small yachts
close at hand. When the weather calms
down and the light becomes stronger Mr.
Morris intends to carry out his investiga
tions with improved apparatus, when he
expects to achieve still greator results.
- Rainfall and Forests.
An Indiana correspondent of Tin Eu
ral New Yorker writes: A recent article"
reiterates what has been constantly
preached for several years past nam
ly, that the destruction of forests canses
drought. This is constantly stated to
be susceptible of proof and, to nse the
expression of the present age, "scien
tific proof.'' Science has the exalted
place nowadays, and proof is no proof
unless it is scientific. Why the
droughty effect of the destruction of
forests is so often reiterated I cannot
imagine, since no one seems to doubt
it. Never have I soon the least contra
diction of the philosophy. And this
seems strange to me since facts do not
favor it in the broad extent of our
conntry. There are two notable facts
that afford such clear proof to the con
trary, that apparent proof of tho theory
drawn from narrow, isolated sections
cannot affect them. The first is this:
In Indiana, Illinois, Wisconsin, Minne
sota, Iowa, Missouri, Kansas, and Ne
braska, there is a region, in area, say,
three hundred thousand square miles)
that is now, and has been, while known
to the white man, practically treeless
and it is a recent discovery that this
vast extent of country is a desert. For
taking this theory that the loss of forests
causes drought, and drought sterility, it
follows that we are mistaken in thinking
that we live in a fertile plain thut groans
with millions of bushels of corn and
wheat and other productions that can
not thrive without the proper amount
of moisture.
What has been the fact in regard to
this vast region ? It is that, without
forests, it has had from time immemo
rial, as large a rainfall, on the average,
as those States which are largely cov
ered with forests. Is there any possi
ble way to get around that fact? It
will not do to point to droughts that
have prevailed from time to time in
varying localities. They do not mili
tate against the great truth stated; for
they were local, and, besides, droughts
have prevailed similurly in wooded
districts.
The next great fact is that our rain
fall does not cocao, to any considera
ble extent, from the evaporation of
moisture from the surface of the land,
held there bv the forests and liberated
as needed, according to this theory;
but from the vast masses of vapor pro
jected over us,' drawn from the Gulf
of Mexico and the Pacific Ocean, and
which by natural laws are precipitated
on us, regardless of wido prairie or
thick forest. These two facts, it seems
to me utterly destroy the theory.
How does experience affect tho ques
tion, looking at it from a local point?
In Indiana and Illinois, and perhaps in
a larger extent of country, our seasons
were dry for several years previous to
1875. Then we had a flood, and for
five years post there has been an abun
danco of rain. In those dry years it
was common to cry out about the
cutting away of the foreBts. Have the
forests come back, that we lack not for
moisture?
Hero we are suffering from rain;
farmers (this middle of June) in some
parts have not been able to get their
corn, and one flood follows another in
our bottoms. In the East you hare
burnt up. How about the forests are
ours growing and yours lessening:
rapidly? This is only another instance
of arguing from hand to mouth, as
were.
Ills Honor was Sympathetic.
The Great Grizzly Exterminator of
California was brought before Justice
Moses to answer to a charge of having
beon drunk on the street. He had been
privately informed nt the jail that hunt
ing was the peculiar weakness of his
Honor, and advised to appeal to the fel
low fcelinir of the Court. Judire Moses
looked sternly at Medicine Bill and suid:
"William, you are charged with being
drunk; what have you to say?"
"Well, yer Honor, I may have been a
little off, but yer see I've just come in
from a bear hunt, and felt like having a
good time."
"Boar hunt, did yon say? asked the
the Court, with evident interest.
"Yes, sir, I m the boss grizziy-Kiiier oi
the Yosemito. Show mo a gnlzly an
I'll bIiow yer some dirty work. I'm a
bad man ter clean np after, I am."
"Well, now, this Court isn t any siouen
of a grizzly-slayer itself. This tribunal
of justice used used to hunt bears and
sleep in a blanket over in California.
You'vo heard of Grizzly Adams and
Mountain Charlie, of courso?"
Kill admitted that ho had,
aud in fact was intimately acquainted
with both these mighty hunters.
"WpII t.h in flourt hail the honor of
teaching both those gentlemen the knack
of catching a grizzly by the tail aud pull
ing his spine out."
Medicine Bill said ho had often soen
them do it, and heard them tell how they
learned the trick from his Honor.
The Court looking solemnly at Medi
cine Bill, asked him bow long it would
take him to got out of town and point
himself toward the Sierra, where the
grizzly roams in his native wilds.
Medicine Bill allowed that if he didn t
break a leg he wouldn't be more than ten
minutes inside the city limits, and the
Court told him to go. Virginia Chroni
cle. R.ii no t favorite method
with too many of the overseers of roads,
is to repair them by scraping out the
soft, loose earth or mud from the ditches
oinnTcI.la on.l HiPtl cathprinff all the
weeds from the gardens or other places,
and loose trash generally, to nu uy i
holes. These soon rot, the loose earth is
1 nnf .n.l thnra im loft a mud bolO
bigger and more unsightly than the
original one. Such holes should be in
variably filled up with pure gravel, if to
be had; if not, with the driest, hardest
soil to be found near by. A snbsoil is
better for this than a surface soil, as it
i i .vi in if in decay
lias iesa vugeiuuic
and form mud. After roads are smoothed
and all rots and holes filled up, they
should have a coat of gravel, if lo be ob
tained even at a considerable cost, unless
they are macadamized. Then they can
be kept hard, smooth and dry for a long
time, without additional expense. Bnral
New Yorker.
3 ..i - M ttAvAF ImtL" Any
jUiJU wuiua -
one who does not believe this has only w
read the letters submitted in evidence
any brech-of -promise suit.