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AFTER THE BALL Night Watchman In Llfo.1 And to you have com buck to tot ball-room Lionn artor the danrlng Is o'r' Couldn't sleop yen, I know the nnsatlon, For l'y Um)d there mywlf before. And to you climbed in at the window! (I'm glad there are no mora sple) And you go straight bank to that corner Where he lookod up Into your eye I And there, where (he hat In the eornor, You are looking with eagor face, In the hope that the dropimd a runt-bud, Or a ribbon, or a bit of lace I But, alatl your search will be frultleea, For the place hai Juitt been swept clean; Bo good-bye to the dingy ball-room, With iu odor of keroavne. A QUILTING FROLIC Among the Colored Folk Dowi la Alabama. Anna P. Stow Id Kanitai City Journal. Yon have never attended a negro quilting. Then do not refuse an invi' tation, for with the country negroes it is the crowning froho of all others if we except a colored funeral, winch com' bines the trade and comic until it ho comes a farce. The invitations to a quilting are given out several days he' forehand, and the whole neighborhood is aroused by accounts of the supper, the band, etc. Of course the time is at night after a'l work is done, and the place of meeting one of the negro cabins. The quilt consisting of a multiformity of tuoces of worsted calico, homespun and bed ticking, and which would rival in variety the colors of Josoph s cont, u ' put in a largo frame. Around this the girls are seated, each having provided herself with a thimble, and the strife begins as to who shall do tho most quilt ing. Two men stand, ono at each end of the framo, holdingcandlos.andatthe back of each chair stand a choson beau to thread the needles. It docs not take . long to finish the work for, of course, time is economized in the longth of tho stitch. When done, the girl who tn nmphantly takes 'the last stitch, be- comes the hollo of tho evening, and the qnilt is thrown ovor her hoad while she claims a kiss from a favored gemman of the party, with whom suo leads the dance, and tho froliu begins. The band comprises a banjo and a riddle, and though last, not least, a pattor. They always have a "putter," one who beats time by striking his knees regularly With his bunds. 1 lie refreshments con aist of candy, whisky and occasionally , cake made of nioal and molasses, served at indefinite intervals. This "quilting continues until 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning. Sometimes instead of dancing they ' form partios and go about the country serenading one another. These are the country negroes or field hands, for the town negroes and house servants are more pretentious in their entertain monts and strive in every way to imitate the dross, manners and pastime of fash' ionahle society. An instanoa of the kind came to my knowledge on New i ear day in one of the capital cities The colored beaux drove about the city in great style calling npon their friends who were to "roceive." At one of those receptions a young colored girl, who wished to outdo her friends in point of finery, paid 14 to anothor servant to "borrow" from hor mistross' wardrobe a very elegant pink silk dress for the oc casion. The loan was accomplished, and Sally arrayed herself with gratified vanitr fur the reception, but among tue visitors cuiue two poiicouiun exit Bally. Whlaky IMd Ik Cincinnati New-Journal ,Two of the handsomest and brightest young moil that have grown up iu the capital city of Kentucky since the war were Thomas Crittenden, grandson of the groat and good John J. Crittenden, and Jamos Arnold, son of Rev. Isaac Arnold. With physiques lithe and sinewy as tho thoroughbred horso of that bluograss rogion, with the heritage of honored names and wealth that was lavished upon thoir schooling, tlioso two young men and bosom Triomls might have climbed to any position of honor amoug a people who love to bostow honors upon robust men of courage and culture lint Tom Crittenden and Jim Arnold early took to drink, in a town that boasts the manufacture of the finest whisky in the world, and introduced the broozy allluence of frontier dash into the very proper society of a staid old village. In a word, they painted the town a sunset red, aud finally mado it too hot to hold them. Arnold drifted wost and beoame tho prince of cowboys. Crit tendon went to Louisville and took leadership among bar-room broilers Arnold, while driving cattlo on one of the western trails, in company with a degenerate son of Lord Paget, was shot and killed by a negro. Crittenden killed a negro for testifying against him at a misdemeanor trial before a country magistrate, and hus just leen sentenced to conhneuieut in the Ken tucky penitentiary for throe years, lloth leave behind them honorable fathers olid loving but heart broken mothers. Arnold left a tenderer tie than that of father or mother and a not less tenacious. Whisky wrecked all these lives. Acatrlaa Kxrrntioii. Inter Oivau.) TheAndrian motho.I of executing criminals ditl'ers greatly from that in Togue iu this country, and though ap parently more horrible in the deliber ate rigor of the arrangements, is more speedily effective. Tho condemned is placed against a post, at the top of which is a hook and at tho bottom a pulley. A ropo having a loop at e tch end is passed around the neck of the victim, anothor ia tied about his feet, the end boiug passed through the pul ley. Two assistants thon lilt the man by means of tho rope about his neck about six inches, and suspend him from the hook at the top of the post. At the same time the other assistant pull with great force at the rope attiehod to the feet. Death ensues usually in stantaneously, though there is a range from one-half to two minutci in many cases. Henry Ward Iloocber: Tho past is the great granary of the soul, where the unit of ages is coll oc tod, ON THE BRIDGE. Jean Pierre. There are fow things more dreary and tiresome than waiting for a train at a railroad station. It is so much the worse w here the station is a lonely country one. I am a surveyor, and on the day I nier.tion I bad been nnluck enough to miss the early train, and was compelled by force of circumstances to wait at "Wmwoou lor later one, "Elmwood" was composed of the station and a cluster of small hornet, As may ba easily imagined, I soon ex hausted the stock of amusement to be found about the place, and by the time nightfall came I was thoroughly t red. It was growing chilly in tue station, too, for the fire had died out. Elmwood lay on tho summit of a deep gorge across which tho band of man had flung a spider-web trestle-work, and on this ran the rails. J be station stood immediately at the end of the bridge. Acres the track was a flagman's honse, and, as darkness came down, I could see him through the window of bis littlo box sitting by a glowing ore lie looked so much more comfortable Uian I was that I crossed over tho track and entered his box. I Boon, by the aid of a good cigar was on easy terms with him, and found him to be a man of considerable natural intelligence, with a peculiar attraction about his manner of speaking which made all he said interesting. His name, was Torn Williams; he was about 23 years old, and as manly and handsome a youth as would oiten be seen. "There is alwnys a good deal of dan ger about any kind of railroad life," I said, at last; "have you ever had any interesting adventures in that iner He thought for a moniont bofore he answered, and then he told me in his modest unassuming way a talo which mado him a hero. "Ion see that trestle work out there, sir? Well, that was whero I like to have met tny death one night. I nover likod trestle-works, anyhow. When a few shaky timbers are stuck togethor with pegs and then put end up in a gorge where the floods have a chance to undermine em, it onus seems dan gerous to mo, and a riskin' lifo to run trains over era, "Well, sir, I'd been watchman and flagman hero for about a mouth, when one dark night follow iu' a rainy, day I full asleep hore at my fire. I don't think, sir, I ever did that afore or since. I droumt that I woke up, and as I did so I heard the scream of a whistle np tho ttack ovor the trestle, "X oti ve noticed, probably, that there is a sharp curve right at the other end, Well, sir, out on the trestle work, about the middle, was a human figure walkin'Blowly toward me. It was a woman with black hair and a long flowin' white robe. 1 could see the gloam of the headlight on the rocks and track in the curve at the othor end of the bridgo, and a moment after the engine came in view, lookin' into the night with its big eye. " ell. Bir. that tignre stood out in the midst of it all with a fearful clear ness, and in the bright light it lookod like an angel. But it kept movin' right on toward this end with a soft gudin motion as if half flyin . Tho tram, too, seemed unnatural and there was no noise or rabblo. it was tryin' to quietly steal up to her and run her down and grind ber to pieces. "I tried to scream out a warnin , but my tongue stuck to my mouth and my lips wouldn t open. 1 started to run, but my feet retimed to move. In ono second more tho tram would tear hor in fragments. "I closed mv eyes, and as 1 did so I heard a wild shriek from the engine, and I woke up aud found myself shiv- enn at my lire hero. "The whistle 1 had beard was that of a comin' train, and I left my box and was at my post whon sho tore by. "Hut my dream worried mo. 1 - - . thought somehow some terrible acci dent was goin' to happen. I nover wont out of my box, but I'd glance out oil tho bridge there as though feiirin' to seo that white figure and hear tho comin train. "Well, sir, threo nights after that I was sitt.n' hereby my lire, fuelin'somo- i ... j.. . i .I now more weary in my mind man ever. It had been nun in' all day, but toward ovenin' the wind shifted to tho west 1 1 l ! .1... I 1 - nnu uiovv uu urn uiouub somuwuat. There was a full moon, and every now and thon, when the clouds drifted off her face, she cast a glow of silver light ovor everything. "I looked at in v watch nv asnoann the hour of my dream, and tue express would soon lie duo. 'I took my lantern and went on tho track. "A heavy cloud blotted out the moon, and as 1 glanced out on the trestle I could not see half way across. '1 walked siowlv up the path toward tho bridgo. The clouds on the moon drifted off almost in an instant and the whole bridgo was bathed iu moonlight. "By heavens, sir, as I looked there was a human tguro about a quarter way aeros-i tho bridge comin' toward mo and it was a woman 1 That bridge, you've noticed, sir, only has a single track, and there are only a few plunks laid singly across the ties, which make a very risky foot-way, and there is no room to step aside if tho tra.n catches yon there. Hut thero w as a woman coming over, lier dn s-os swav big in the wind. That ulono was enough to shock a man's nems. "Hut at the instant I saw hor I heard tho shriek of a whistle up on the other side of the gorge at Ash Lanu not a mile away. It was the through ex press. "I know this figure was no ghost, and I determined to save her from the death which threatened. It was too late for ber to go back, and sho had no time to reach this end. "Since my dream I had often thought of the best means of savin' any one under such chances, and my mind was fixed in an instant. She must let herself down and hang by hor hands to one of the planks nntil the train passed over. "I rushed out on the bridge. 1 would aave he r a any cost. A man who makes np his mind can astonish himself, and I actually ran on the narrow planks lOCl feet above the rocks. One of the boards was loose, and I dislodged it in my baste, and I could hear it crashin' down on the rocks below. "in half a minute I had readied her for she had mado cons durable progress toward me. in three words 1 told her of the danger and the only way of avonlin it. "Even in the terror of the moment I could see she was beautiful. Her form was full and supple and unbound by any lacing, and hor face was a mixture of a child and a woman. Her long black ha r blew about in the wind just like that of too oirl of my dream. v hy, sir, 1 never cared much for girls, but I would have died for this one then and there. "No time was to be lost! "The light of the engine's eye was on the track and rocks in the curve, and we could hear tho singin of the rails. (iur time must be measured by seconds. Had there been a few moments more I would have found a place where there were braces across, bo we might brace our feet Iiut it was too late. "lielow us was nothing but air and, 100 feet down, rocks. "'Trust mo," I said, as I threw one arm about her yieldin form, and in an inptunt I was lowering ber through the timlx'rs. 'Clasp the plank tight, with both hands,' I said, 'and hold on for your life. "She was a brave little woman, and said nothing, but did as 1 told her. Another instant and I was haugin' by her side, as it were, between heaven and earth. "I hung by one arm, while I threw the other about her waist and sup ported her thore in the air. " l'ou may not believe it, sir, but at that moment 1 was happy. Tho joy of holdm her, even in such danger, was bliss. "1 ho train was now on the bridge, and we could hear the creakin' and gronnin' of the timbers and feel the swayin'of it all. Thou, with a noise that was deafenin, the whole train pussod over. "A h it coal from tho engino fell on my hand which held me up (you can see tho burn there now), but I nevor moved. "Tho excitement had been too much for my brave girl, aud I saw her face grow white and ber form bung heavier on my arm, though she did not entirely lose her hold on the timbers. "1 ho strain was terrible. I feared I could not save bor, but that we would both drop on the rocks below. "Had she boen ablo to support her self until I could have rawed myself up, I could easily have lifted her out of her terrible position, iiut now could 1 raise myself with one arm while I sup ported her in the other? "I must have surmort for mv feet, or in one minute more all would be over, "I turned my eyes below me. Itight by me was one of the upright timbers, and 1 scanned it for some foot-rest. "Thank God I There was a protrud ing bolt of iron wide enough to hold my foot, and with a burr on the end which would keep them from slipping. 1 placed both feet on this, and with an almost superhuman effort swung the girl over on my form, and then lifted myself up between the tracks until I found a support for my back. I rested for a moment and then clasped the girl in my free arm and threw one of my legs over the plank, In another instant I was Bitting on the cross tie with the girl clasped in both my arms and her bead on my shoulder. "The Station-muster soon saw us and pushed out a hand-car and helped us on. 1 he girl soon revived under the care of his wifo, aud in half an hour she was talking to me as culnily as though the whole afl'air bad never hap pened. She said her name was Mollie Uson, and sbo was tue daughter of old Jim Wilson, tho wood-cutter across the gorgo. Tho old man was tuken verv ill suddenly, and she was comin' ovor to the village for the doctor. Sho was so used to climbin' about the w oods that she nover thought of the danger of tho walk and she did not know there were any trains at that time. "Hor voioo, sir. was like tho cliirpiu' of some bird of the forest, and I knew then that I loved ber. Wo got tho doc tor and I took them both across on the handcar. Sho didn't oven thank me for hclpin' her save her lifo ; but when I left her sho let her chubby little hand lie iu mine, and looked into my ryes, sir, iu a way that was worth a w hole book full of thanks. "Somehow I found my way across the gulch quite often a:ter that, l irst it was to ask after her father, and thon, when he got well, to walk with her iu the woods. Sometimes, in mv haste to see her, I walked on the flimsy planks of the trestle-work, but I always took good care that no train was comin'. Yes! that's your tra.n, sir; aud just in time, for hit storv is ended. Over there in that little house my house, sir lives tho girl that I saved, and the purticat, pinkest littlo baby that was ever born. "Thauk vou, sir, for your cigar?. I'll tell .Moll of you, sir. And this is for babv? ell, I'll take it for him hough I would not for myself. C ood- bve sir!" A moirent after I was seated in the car, rapidly leaving "Elmwood" behind. Iiut I knew that in ono of tho little houses in that out-of-the-way place thore was as much happiness as is often found in this life. Too Truthful a I.lkrnr. Uurlington Hawkeys. "Only think of it," exclaimed Mrs. Bullion, "that creature Mahlstick tuollv threatens to a no mo "Does he? Why, haven't you paid him for your portrait?" "No, I haven't, and what's more. I won't." "What, aren't you satisfied w ith it? It's a perfect liko M V 1.. "A T . I H ness. i anew it. jsn i ne awiuiiy mean?" The Irish population of the earth is as folbws: At homo, 7.500,000; in England, 2,500,000; in Scotland, 2.000,- 000; in Canada, 2,000,000; in Australia, 1,000,000; in America, 12,500,000; else where, 6,000,OtR). A total in round numbers of 32,500,000. STYLES OF AOD3E3S. Hew the Frealdrnt and Other Futile Ilea Hhould Be Addreaafd. Washington Cor. New York World. I have been considerably amused in glancing over the addresses oiiJettei'S to public men to notice the different styles which are used by people lh ing at a distance. For instance, some com munications are addressed to "Hon. Chester A. Arthur, l'residont of the United States. " Ihe simplest and host form ia to write, "To the 1'resident, Executive Mansion, Washington, D. C." In addressing the president personally, you should always say "ilr. l'resi dont." "Your Honor," or "Your Ex cellency" is never used, and ia con sidered in bad taste, yet it is no uncom mon thing to bear public men from dif ferent parts of the country open con versation with the president in these terms. The official title of the governor of Massachusetts is "His Excellency," and of the lieutenant governor "His Honor," but the president lias no o3icial title, and is called simply "Mr. Presi dent. In addressing communications to the cabinet olliccrs you should, however, write "The Hon. Charles J. lolger, Secretary of tho Treasury ; I he Hon William E. Chandler, Secretary of the Navy;" etc. ; but in personal intercourse you should alwav say "Air. Secretary, "Mr. Attorney General," or "Mr. Post master General." Should you desire to write to a senator you would direct to "Ihe Hon. George t. lloar, M. C, Senate Chamber, Washington, 1). C," and if a formal communication com mence the epistle "Mr. Senator," which t.tlo you should also usb in private con versation with him. Of course, if you were an intimate friend, you could take greater l.berties, and perhaps call him "Hear George," or something of that Bort;butIaiu talking now onlv npon formal communications. A member of the house is not so particular, however. You would address him after th e style: "'Ihe Hon. John D. Long, .i. C, riouso of ltepresentntives, Washington, 1). C." In Kpe.iking to a niombcr you would ordinarily address him by his last name, but if he bad ever been a speaker, senator or governor invariably give him that title, for it is not only customary, but it gives bim the linpres sion that you have made a paitioular Btudy of his record. Muny a man has wrecked hit chances by calling an ex-senator simply "Air. Hank. ion must have some know! edge of the war in o dor to steer skill fully around among these statesmen. If a member has been general, call him that, and you can safely go down as far as major, but 1 would advise you to draw the line in the last-named title, for a man who has served during the war and risen no higher than a captain does not care to have it thrown in his face after he has been elected to con gress. I do not know how the custom was originated to limit the title to the grade of major, but I do know it to be a fact, nevertheless. In addressing the speaker of the house yon should always r "Aft KnnalfAr ' anil nmnii All Carlisle, and justices of the United States Bupreme court, the conrt of claims and other judicial bodies of final resort, as "Mr. Chief Justice" and "Mr. Justice." This is a republican form of government, where every man is sup posed to be as good as every other man, and a little better if he cau make him' self so, but these titles which I have mentioned are as immovable as the long line in the court of ' ictoria it. A nin Charity. New York Times. Tho late Peter Cooper wisely founded the Cooper Union long before his death, and had the pleasure of seeing many thousands of young men and women prepare themselves for useful and com lortable lives by moans of his benefi cence. The schools of the Union were so intelligently managed that the;r ex cellence bore fruit from the first ; they have been steadily increasing in effect iveness. Eor instanco, the Woman's Art school, under Mrs. S. N. Carter, has ten teachers of both sexes for the 200 or oOO pupils in the free and pay ing classes. Among these tenchors three are painters of note. But this winter, for the first time since Mr. Cooper's death, a complete check has been put on the entrance of now pupils to the free-hand drawing class of the free school. There are from 500 to 600 applicants for this class, owing to the fact that it forms tho stepping-stono to almost every kind of artistic work. The reason why no opening exists ia that pupils in more advanced departments have the right to claim places in the free-hand class, in accordance with the rules of the trustees. In other classes 200 beginners can find places, if they satisfy the requirements. Between 300 aud 400 applicants are thus about to he turned from the doors of the art school ovor which Mr. Cooper used to watch with paternal care. A Curiosity. Chicago Herai '.1 A veritable natural curiosity 's in the possession of a St. Louis editor, it is the head of a 2-vear-ohl rattlesnake preserved in spirits, tho lines and trac ings on the buck of which formed a very well dotinod picture of the head and bust of a woman. Tho gentleman states that ho anil a partv of friends were rest ing under an apple tree in Cleburne, Johnson county, Tex., when they per ceived tho reptilo on a braujh above them, and knocking it down with a whip, killed it. toonirlhinx Af.fr. fO. C. Cochran in Tin? C'u twif 1 In all the patchwork of hvpotheses (not science! the menchanicists cannot account for the "primordial germ;" nor for tho existence in man of tho abstract Fentimeut of good and evil, for moral Sense, for a belief that there will bo something after th:s life which Max Muller once called "part of the original dowrv of the human soul." Fine Italian Air. Arkansaw Travele' 1 A scientist has discovered thr.t in tho air of Italy rests the secret of the coun try's lino vocal music. It is said any one can breathe tho air of certain sec tions of Italy and become a fine singer. An entorpr'sing New Englander will Boon begin to ship boxes of Italian air to this country. The Feative Crocodile. London Telegraph. With its short legs out of sight In the ooze, its murderous snout Bunk to the upper jaw, a tangle of river drift caught upon its ehonldors, and the tail perhaps lviug in a pool of water, the bulky rep tile looks so harmless that birds sit twit tering upon its armor, and hunt among the crevices of the fungoid-grown and slimy scales for insects. Ita very size disarms suspicion ; the outlines become indistinct, the complete monster indis tinguishable. And a crocodile's patience for mischief is prodigious. Hour after hour, and all day long, the abominable fraud lies in its place without a sign of life. Natives going to their work in the morning look down from the bank and see the birds flittim? about the dark object at the water line in pursuit of the swarming mud flios that are at tracted to the brute by their keen sense of smell; but, familiar as they are with the wiles of muggur and gharal (as they call the blunt and the sharp- nosed crocodiles respectively), tuey are decoived to tho last, and go on their way to the field or shop thinking it wai only driftwood that they had seen. If it had boen a dead body, bullock or tattoo, washed up by the river, the vul tures would have been close by, pa tiently waiting for the carrion to ripen in the festering heat, and the crows would have been there too, hopping on and off it impatiently, trying tho tough hide hero and there with their beaks, and cawing and croaking in discontent with their battled appetites. But by and by, if the crocodile w ill only hold out, or unless some ono pass ing halloos to it at a venture "just to see if it is a muggur or not" thero will come along the water's edge a hungry pariah dog, trotting in an aimless, shuf fling way, and smiling as it passes at everything in the liuo of drift, with its head t imed toward the river, and away from tho crocodile. And so, trotting along, thinking only of chance offal, it comes up to the waiting brute. A sandpiper, startled by the dog's plashing feot, tumbles up with a sharp cry from under the shade of the reptile's side, and the pariah stops dead, startled as the bird, watches it flit aloug the shore and resettle a few vards further on and then resume its jog-trot, or rather, it has just mado up its mind to go on, when suddenly tho ooze all around it seems to heave up, and in a shower of mud there is an in staut's vision of a huge pair of jaws, glistening with white teeth, and then a crimsoned ripple on the river, and tho tragedy is complete. The native thinks ho heard a dog yelp, and turns his head. There is ouly a scared sand piper wheeling in tho air. The Man With a Beard. Milwaukee Sentinel. The man with the long beard at the dime museum passed the seven feet of brown hair on his chin through his hands yesterday forenoon when .asked how he accounted for it, and said that scientists called it a "freak of nature." He is a tall(nigh to six feet) man, with thick gray hair, trimmed up close, .and rather thin, gaunt face and frame. His mouth is as good as hidden by a thick mustache that mingles with the beard growing high np on bis cheeks. And that beard runs on and on, tapering from the bushy growth at the roots to a thin point over seven feet away, and cbauging from a dark brown in color to a light straw as it gets away from the foundation. The reporter of The Sen tinal ran the curious growth between his fingers and found it fine and silky. Then he inquired how long that thing had been going on. "When I was 12 years old," answered the wearer, "I had a very good and strong beard that grew very fast, and when I wai 16 I had an astonisher for a boy. I was brought up on a farm in Camden, X. Y., where I still have a nice place, and was always : good deal talked about around home on account of my whiskers. My name? Oh, yes! It is Edwin Smith, and I was born in 17;52." "Did you use to shave often?" "Between 12 and 20 years of ago I shaved some, but-after that I let it grow, although keeping it trimmed up well. It grow s about live inches a year, and I have had it measure seven feet nine inches. Just now it is worn off from handling." "Been in the show business long?" 'T started at it three years ago as a professional. I lost my wifo aud got uneasy staying on the old place, so went out with Baruum for a change. I used to, six or seven years ago, go out to the country fairs and make $50 a day by showing myself in a little tent I owned. Then I went to California, and there I surprised the whole coast." "How do you account for it?" "I don't. The scientists have studied it, but couldn't make anything ont of it, so called it a freak. I have a twin brother whose beard never gets beyond six inches long. That seems strange to me. A Mlnalns Link. Exchange. A primary school teacher in one of our New England cities, met with a strango experience. Having taken pride in im parting to her pupils much information not found in their sellers and readers, she thought she would show this to tho visitors on examination day, and framed a set of questions, such as "Who mado yon?" "What are you made of?" etc., and so drilled tho scholars in tho an swers that each child knewtlio question coming to him and its answer. The room was full of visitors who had heard of the teacher's new method. She called up the clas and gave the first question, "Johnnie, who made yon?" No answer. Johnnie was dumb as a fish. " Wbo made you?" the teacher repeat ed, in a tone intended to reassure the frightened child. But he only stared. " Why, don't you know who made you, Johnnie ?" askd the puzzled teacher, for the third time. "Please, ma'am," exclaimed Johnnio, "I am tho little boy what is made of flesh and blood; and and the littlo boy God mado has got tho mumps." Lilian 'Whiting: City life is bo full that one is clogged by over-possession. It is the mill stopped by the flood, tho engine paralyzed by fueL REINDEER SKIN SUITS. u The Clothing; and Food T Be Parked In Ihe Thetis, Alert, and Hear. New York San. Most of the clothing for the officers and crews of the Toetis, the Alert, and the Bear for the Greely relief ex' edi tion is being made in the inspection budding iu the Brooklyn navy yard superintended by Inspector Head. The entire number going oa the three vos eels is 140, of whom twenty-one are otlicers. On the Bear there are to be forty, and on the Thetis and the Alert fifty each. After each seaman is ac cepted ho is meamrod by a Broadway tailor in the inspection building, and two suits laid aside for him, one suit for each year the expedition is expected to be gone. The clothing is to be packed in baits, so that in the event of abandon ing the sliips it may Le easily and speedily rolled out on deck. Half of the clothing is to be stored so that it can be readily distributed when the fleet arrives in tho Arctio regions. Olliceis and nien are to be fitted out alike, except as to the badges of rank. The red flannel undershirts and blue flannel overshirts are to be of regula tion pattern, except that in the over shirts the broad collar is omitted, while over the entire cheit is to be a broad flap buttoned to its place. The feet are to be more warmlj clad than tnose iu any former expedition. Bed, thick woolen stockings teach above the kneo, over them will be drawn luced lelt boots with wool foot nips in side, Buch as are worn ty hunters, while over tho folt boots will be seal skin boots. A partial list of the cloth ing to be worn is as follows: vVoolen stockings, 1.S03 pairs; cloth trousers, 750 pairs; monkey jack ets, 225; navy caps, 50; knited hoods, 250; blue flannel undershirtB, 500; blue flannel overshirts, 55U; red flannel undershirts, 150; red fluniel drawers, 150; sealskin boots, 500 pars; sealskin gauntlettod mittens, '611 pairs ; reindeor skin trousers, 25U pairs; rendeer skin jackets, 250; reindeer skh sleeping bags, 125; oilskin suits, &5; knitted wrist ets, 140; foot nips, 'il; rubber sandals, AO; sealskin mocasina, 500; and b' co? joog skins with tendons. Be sides these articles there art 250 pairs of glass goggles of assertol colors and 250 horsehair goggles, 100 leather pil lows, 750 papers of needles, 200 briar wood pipes, and 7S0 pounds of tobacco. The bill of fare made out by Pay master General J. A. Smith contains KiO articles. All except 1 salted pro visions must bo packed in tii cases, and many of them afterward in kegs. Fifty eggs are to be packed in lard in each keg after being boiled for twenty min utes. Two thousand eggs are to be car ried. Thirty thousand pounds of pem mican for the crew and 22000 pounds for sixty dogs are to be sttwed in the hold. Pemmicau is beef and tallow mixed. I or men the proportion of tal low is greater than for dogs. It is packed in cakes in tin cans, and these cans will be put in tight wooden boxes. Boiled meat mixed with ccrnmeal and buckwheat flour is called scrapple, and 2,000 pounds of scrapple is to be taken, besides 2,000 pounds of pepper-pot, a kind of soup. Other eatibles to be stowed away are : ' Head cheese and sausage, 2,000 pounds; sauerkraut and pickled cab bage, 6,000 ' ponnds; plun pudding, 2,000 pounds; dried and canned fruits and raisins, 10,000 pounds; butter, 7,600 pounds; sugar, 3,200 poinds; coffee, 3,200 pounds; tea, 10, W0 pounds; chocolate, 2,000 pounds; theese, 5,500 pounds; oysters, fried and raw, 4,000 pounds; condensed milk, 5,500 pounds; lime juice, 11,000 pounds, and hard bread, 100,000 pouuds. I It is expected that the clothing and provisions will be packed into the three ships' holds within two weeks. Love-Making on Brooklyn Bridgo. New York Star.', On the one clear night f last weok I walked over from Brooklyn on the bridge and noticed the large number of loving couples slowly proaenadiug the smooth plunk walk. ( "This appears to be I convenient 'Lovers' Walk,'" I rennrked to a policeman on the New York tower. "Well, I should smile," mid he, with a grin. "If you had my place you'd think this 'ere bridge was built for the . special convenience of lovers. The rush of regular travel stops about 8 o'clock, and from that tims until 10:30 there's more innocent spionin? done above tho water than anj othe' one place in the neighborhood, ltain and wind sometimes drives 'em off, but on a clear night like this they stroll back ward aud forward between tbe towers for hours at a time. The walkin's easiest there, and 1 spose it's more romantio than over dry land. I heard one follor in an ulster, with a silk hand kerchief around his neck, tell his girl there was something strangely sweet in the lofty silence, broken only by the rush o' the water and the steam whistles below and the weird music of the wind through the wires above. I Vpose that's the way it affects all of 'em." Dndlry'a taut Bauer. WashiiiRton Cor. Cleveland Leader.) At the Ohio reception last week I was standing beside Col. Dudley, the pension commissioner, when a lady, noticing that be looked a; the hundred couples who were whirlinf about in the mazes of Strauss' waltzes with a wistful eye, asked : "Do you douce, colonel?! 2o, was the reply, with a smile, i danced my lust dauce just before the battle cf (.icttysb;irg. A lot of us out on picket duty and skirmishing abont came to an old Dutdi ovenbeside which we found threo buxom (Jerrnan girls baking bread. We storied to chat with them, and an old man appear ing with a fiddle we improfiscd a dance then and there. It was great fun, and we went into the battle th next day all tho better for it. Before the light was finished, however, a shot Jarried off my leg and stopped my dancing forever." Zion's Herald : Who vould wish to gather np the ashes and keep them in funeral urns? How awkward it would be for a man with the ciiders of threo or four successive wivs confronting him and the last successor, daily, in his home I ; Pocahontas is to have monumont in Jamestown, Va.