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SlcBy Jules Verne
Jules Verne thrilling and fasci
nating romance, "Finding the North
Pole," is one of the great literary
masterpieces, and should at this
time be of particular interest In
every home. Verne wrote it more
than a generation ago, as a story,
a thing of fiction. But it has come
true on him. Just as his "Twenty
Thousand Leagues Under the Sea"
came true in the submarine, and
his "Bound the World in 80 Days"
has been shown easy of accomplishment. But none of this famous
and gifted French romancer's creations has been borne out so fully,
so much in detail, as his "Finding the North Pole" 35 years after
he wrote it. As in the controversy betwen Commander Peary and
Sr. Cook, there Is a fight in
Verne's story between two rival
explorers for the glory of finding
the pole. In the end, as in the
present case well you'd better
read the story.
The novel describes vividly,
as only Jules Verne can the
hardships and dangers of polar
'exploration, and makes clear to
the readers with what bitterness
one explorer, who has overcome
all hardships of nature, will re
gard a rival explorer who threat
ens to snatch from him the
glory of realizing his life desire.
There Is a surgeon in this story,
the efficient aid to the chief of
the party, Just as Br. Cook was
Peary's brave and efficient aid
before their friendship was
In rapidity of action and tenseness of Interest, this old story
of the great French romancer is not excelled by anything he
himself wrote, and by few stories of adventure written by
It was a bold project of Capt Hat
teras to try to puBh his way to the
-north pole, and gain for England the
glory of Its discovery. But he had
struggled for nine months against cur
rents and tempests, shattering Icebergs
and breaking through almost Insur
In an unprecedented winter he had
outdistanced alt his predecessors and
accomplished half his task, when he
saw all his hopes blasted. The mu
tiny of his wornout crew hal left him
and his little band of three men In a
terrible situation helpless In an Icy
desert, 1,500 miles from their native
land their ship a wreck, blown up by
However, the courage of Hatteras
was still undaunted. The three men
which were left him were the best on
board his brig, and while they remain
ed he might venture to hope.
Of the Forward, the brig they had
so carefully built, not a vestige re
mained. Shapeless blackened frag
ments, twisted bars of iron, cable ends
-still smoldering, and here and there In
the distance spiral wreaths of smoke
that was all. Books, instruments and
precious collections were in ashes.
Clawbonny, the surgeon, and John
eon, the boatswain, surveyed the wreck.
Bell, the carpenter, lay Insensible on
the ice. Capt Hatteras stood apart,
arms folded, his faithful dog beside
"Poor old brig!" exclaimed the doc
tor. "I had grown attached to her. I
loved her as one loves a house where
he has spent a lifetime."
"Ay! It's strange what a hold those
planks and beams get on a fellow's
heart," said JohnBon.
"And the long-boat is that burnt?"
eked the doctor.
"The mutineers carried It off."
"And the pirogue?"
"Shivered Into a thousand pieces!"
"Then we have nothing but the Hal
kett boat?" -
"Yes, we have that still, thanks to
your Idea of taking It with you."
"That Isn't much," said the doctor.
"And we have a dying one to look
"A dying man?"
"Yes, Capt. Altamont, an American
navigator, whose ship, the Porpoise,
was stranded somewhere to the north.
We found him, half starved and frozen
on the Ice," said the doctor.
Johnson muttered an exclamation of
pity. But his mind went back at once
to his own desperate situation.
"Then we have no fuel whatever?"
"And no provisions?"
"And no ship to make our way back
It required courage to face these
gloomy realities. After a moment's si
lence, Johnson said again:
"Well, at any rate we know e::actly
how we stand. The flrBt thing to be
done now is to make a hut, for we can't
stay long exposed to this temperature."
"Yes, but we must first revive Bell,"
replied the doctor. "Then go and find
the sledge, and get the American." '
Bull lay on the ice almost Inanimate.
Johnson had to take vigorous measures
to rouse him, but at last, by dint of
shaking and rubbing him with snow,
"Come, Bell," he cried, "don't rtve
way like this. Exert vourself. mv
man; we must have a talk about our
situation, and we need a place to put
our heads in. Come and help.me. Bell
You haven't forgotten how to take i
snow hut have you? There is
berg all ready to hand; we've only got
to hollow it out Let's set to work?
we shall And that Is the best remedy
Bell tried to shake off his torpor and
help his comrade, while Dr. Clawbonny
undertook to go and fetch the Bledge
and the dogs.
"Will you go with him, captain?
"No, my friend," said Hatteras, in a
gentle tone, "If the doctor will kindly
undertake the task. Before the day
ends I must come to some resolution,
and I need to be alone to think, r.n
Do meantime whatever you think best
I will deal with the future."
Johnson went back to the doctor and
"It's very strange, but the PAntnin
seems quite to have got over his anger.
I never heard him speak so gently be
"So much the better." said Clnwhnn
ny. "Believe me, Johnson, that man
can save us yet."
And drawing his hood
round his head as possible, the doctor
seized his Iron-tipped staff, and set
out without further delay.
Johnson and Bell commenced dig
ging a hole in the heart of a great
block of ice. It was not easy work,
owing to the extreme hardness of thn
material. However, this very hardness
guaranteed the solidity of the dwelling,
and the further their labors advanced
the more they became sheltered.
Hatteras alternately nnwrl nn anA
down and stood motionless, evidently
snrinxtng from any approach to the
n-ene or me explosion,
lu about an hour the doctor return
fed, bringing with him AHamnnt thn
American, on the sledge, wrapped up
in Tne roios or the tent The dogs were
so exhausted from starvation that they
could scarcely draw it along, and they
uaa oegun to gnaw their harness.
While the hut was being dug out
the doctor went foraging about, and
bad the good fortune to And a little
stove, almost undamaged by the explo
Ion. He soon restored it to work I m
trim. and. by the tlma tha h tit xtram
completed, had filled It with wood and
got it lighted. Before long It was roar
lng, and diffusing a genial warmth
. The American was brought' in and
laid on blankets, and the four Rmrllah
men seated themselves around tha lira
to enjoy their scanty meal of biscuit
ana not tea, the last remains of the
provisions on the sledge. Not a word
was spoken by Hatteras, and the oth
era respected his silence.
When the meal was over, the doctor
rose and went out making a sign to
Johnson to follow.
"Come, Johnson," he said, "our goods
ar scattered In all directions. We had
better pick them up as fast as dossI
ble, for the snow may fall at any mo
ment, and then it would be quite use
less to look for anything."
"Don't let us lose a minute, then,1
replied Johnson. "Fire and wood
these are our chief wants."
"Varv wall, van search nna atria nnA
I'll take the other, and we'll take .from
the center to the circumference."
- This task occupied two hours, smd
QUAINT COLONIAL TOWN
all they discovered was a little sail
meat, about fifty pounds of pemmlcan.
three sacks of biscuits, a small stoak
of chocolate, five or six pints of brandy,
and about two pounds of coffee, picked
up bean by bean off the Ice. I
Neither blankets, nor hammocks, nor Many Interesting Structures
clothing, were found all had been con
sumed in the devouring flame.
This slender store of provisions
would hardly last three weeks, and
they had wood enough to supply the
stove for about the same time.
Capt Hatteras, with Bell and the
doctor, had been away on an exploring
expedition when the mutiny occurred.
The morning after the little party had
built their snow house, he called John
son to him. 1
"Tell me all the particulars of the
mutiny on the brig,." he said.
"Well," began the sailor, "almost im
mediately after your departure Shan-
don, supported by the others, took com
mand of the ship. I couldn't resist
him. Shandon made no attempt at dis
cipline. He made them believe that
their privations and toils were at an
end Economy was entirely disregard
"A blazing fire was kept up In tha
stove, and the men were allowed to eat
and drink all them wanted. Not only
was tea and coffee at their disposal,
but all the liquor. On men who had
been so long deprived of strong drink.
you may guess the result They went
on in this manner from the 7th to the
15th of January."
"And this was Shandon's doing?"
"It was about the 24th or 25th of
January that they resolved to aban
don Uio alilp. . Their plan was to reach
the west coast of Bafflns bay, and from
thence to embark in the boat and fol
low the track of the whalers, or to get
to Borne of the Greenland settlements
on the eastern side. Provisions were
abundant, and the sick men were so
excited by the hope of return that they
were almost well.
"They began their preparations for
departure by making a sledge which
they were to draw themselves, as they
had do dogs. This was not ready till
the 15th of February, and I was always
hoping for your arrival, though I hall
dreaded It too, for you could have
done nothing with the men, and they
would have massacred you rather
than remain on board.
"I tried my influence on each one
separately, remonstrating and reason
ing with them, and pointing out the
dangers they would encounter, and also
the cowardice of leaving you, but It
was a mere waste of words. Not even
the best among them would listen tq
(To be continued.)
Eastville, Va., One of the
COURTHOUSE BUILT IN 1654.
First- Edifice Cost 7,000 Pounds of
Tobacco The Taylor House
and the Masonic Hall.
A Woman Who Was Sure,
When the artist came upon the pro
cession of snowy geese, waddling
along In a green path of their own
selection and sputtering and hissing
like damp fireworks, she first admired,
then followed them to their home with
Mary, the best goosewoman on Dart
moor, with a result which the author
of "Furze the Cruel" relates, and
which Is best quoted In Mary's own
words to a neighbor.
"There was a lady down along, a
dafty lady what painted, and her come
to Peter one day, and her says:
"'I want they goosles to paint'
"Well, us wouldn't have It. Us
thought her wanted to paint 'em, one
of 'em red, 'nother green, likely,
'nother yellow, maybe, and It might
be bad for their stomachs. But us
found her wanted to put em on a
picture. Her had got a mazed notion
about the Rescurrectlon, wl' angels
flapping over, and her wanted my
goosles for angels.
"Peter says he didn't know goosles
were like angels. Knows a lot, Peter
do. Us couldn't make she out. The
lady said 'twas Just the wings Bhe
wanted. Her said angels ha' got
goosles' wings, and us couldn't say 'em
hasn't, 'cause us ain't seed any. Her
knew all about it.
"Peter drove the goosles down," con
cluded Mary, "and her painted 'em for
angels sure nuff. Us never knew an
gels has goosles' wings, but the lady
knew. Her was sure on't."
Rill f In;.
Gentleman (looking for rooms) Did
you say a music teacher occupies next
apartment? That cannot be verj
Landlady (eagerly) Oh, that'i
nothing. He has eleven children, and
they make so much noise you can't
hear the piano. Harper's Bazaar.
The Klttr Resented It.
Edwin, aged 3, who unwisely fa
died his small cat overmuch ap
peared before his mother one day, hit
face guiltily pained and a scratch
upon his hand. "What happened?"
she asked. "I bent the kitty a little,
he said briefly. The Delineator.
Spoke from Experience.
A young man was very fond oi
boasting about his father's paintings.
"With one stroke," he said, "hi
could turn a. smiling face into a son
"That's nothing," said little Tommy;
"so can our our teacher."
Minister Johnny, do you kno
where little boys go that fish on Sun
Johnny Sure. Follow me and 17
show you. Kansas City Journal
There U a certain quiet .charm and
tinge of bc-autlful romance about the
old scenes and old things in Eastville,
Va., one of the oldest settled portions
of the original colonies, the Detroit
Free Press says. The earliest settle
ment on the eastern shore of Virginia
was made by Capt. Thomas Ancient
Savage at the foot of Savage's Neck,
near this place, on a grant from the
Indian king of the Accomacks, called
the "laughing king." This grant In
eluded the present site of Eastville.
In the old clerk's office, erected In
1719, there are records going back to
1632, and unbroken to the present
day, forming the oldest continuous rec
ords in this country.
From these one finds that the first
courthouse was erected by Col. Wll
Ham Waters in 1654 at a cost of 7,000
pounds of tobacco. The next one was
erected In 1688 by Joseph Godwin,
and in 1731 it was rebuilt in brick by
Capt. John Marshall at a cost of 50,000
pounds of tobacco. The old building
has therefore a long and Interesting
The other building, however, has
been allowed to stand, and 1b now a
venerable object of antiquity In the
midst of change and decay. In this
quaint and unpretentious structure
were heard some of the most noted
cases of colonial times. It was 20 by
SO feet, one story high, with a loft
for the Jury.
Godwin's tavern existed for many
years, but In 1750 the Taylor house
was built to supersede the other, and
It still Is doing service as the town
hotel. Another quaint old structure
is the 'old Masonic hall, built Just after
the revolution and used by that or
der for about a hundred years. In
18C1 a body of northern troops entered
11 and was charged.
The old clerk's office was erected In
171 $ and the debtor s prison some
rears later. It is situated back from
the street and contains many Inter
esting articles, the old clerk's desk,
the attorney's table and other furni
ture of the old courthouse and the
cases filled with old court papers, go
ing back to the year 1700 and earlier.
These furnishings are of solid walnut
and did service for some two hundred
year3. The building is of brick, of
a quaint design, but well built and
well preserved. At the "door Is the
measuring post at which negro slaves
were stood and measured before being
auctioned. The debtors' prison adjoins
the criminal Jail and also Is queer
looking. In It those who were unablo
to pay their debts were confined until
they could make good with their credit
ors. They were limited to certain
toirids, which were declared by the
Flnnh-I.lKhtlnir In the Juntclc.
In British East Africa flash-light
photography Is full of adventure. The
possibilities are unlimited and the
conditions most favorable. A. R. Dug
more, In an Interesting article In Col
lier's, describes some of the adven
tures which befall the photographer In
One cannot tell what animal will
come within reach of the camera. It
may be a lowly jackal, a mighty, snort
ing rhinoceros, an exquisitely beauti
ful zebra, or a stealthy, silent-footed
lion; but whatever It happens to be, It
Is game for the photographic bag.
One morning, while we were taking
a nap after being up all night with
flash-light work, we were aroused by
the magic word, "SImba!" which Is
Swahlll for Hon. The porters, while
gathering wood, had seen a Hon about
a mile from camp, and off we started
with nearly the whole outfit follow
ing. I carried my rifle, while the camera
bearer followed close behind with my
camera ready for use. It was not long
before something was seen to move In
the papyrus not more than eight or ten
yards In front of me, and out rushed
a Hon cub right into the midst of the
men. A more ferocious little beast I
have never seen.
We decided to use It for a lure for
the old Hons, and with this idea we
bound Its feet.
I was keeping a sharp outlook, and
soon had the satisfaction of seeing my
first wild Hon. Not one, but the pair,
attracted evidently by the cries of the
young one, came within three hundred
yards. A finer sight I have seldom
seen than those two big tawny creat
ures, For a minute or bo ther watah.
ea us, men turnea and disappeared:
incidentally, I may add, so did most
of the men, tall trees being considered
the favored retreats.
Believing that the lions would re
turn, we selected a tree with large
horizontal branches from which I
hoped to be able to use the camera,
and there we proposed to stay. All
day we stayed In the tree, but noth-
ng further occurred, and we decided
to spend part of the night there. We
sat In our uncomfortable perch in a
state of great excitement, and we
heard, soon after nightfall, something
approaching through the high grasa.
Nearer and nearer It came. I thought
If I could get down to a lower branch
I might be able to see better, and as
noiselessly as possible I got down to
within about six feet of the ground.
Just as I reached this place they pass
ed directly under me, but the darkness
was so Intense I could see nothing.
We heard them continue their way
up the bed of the stream, stopping
once- to drink at a pool, and that was
the last we heard of the Hons. About
10 o'clock the moon rose, and as we
were too tired to stay any longer in
our uncomfortable position, we started
for camp, and It was not a particular
ly pleasant walk, as every bush as
sumed the form of a lion to our over
wrought Imagination. We were thor
oughly glad to reach camp In safety
and get a good night's Bleep.
Intelligence of the Fox.
The intelligence of the fox is often
shown by the way he refuses to bo
headed when he has made up his
mind as to the safe course to take,
says the London Globe. The West
Somerset have an excellent fixture at
Kllve, but it has one drawback the
sea is not far off, and foxes naturally
often make for the cliffs, a secure ref
uge. A fox can be easily headed at
times, but that is nearly always when
to be seen would betray him to his
enemies the hounds and give them an
advantage; but when, If he makes his
point, the advantage is on his side,
then nothing will turn htm.
To return to the West Somerset at
Kllve; they found a fox, and the
whipper-in, seeing that the fox meant
to go to the cliffs if possible, started
to head him off. The ground was
open, and for half a mile the whipper
in and fox were taking parallel lines,
the fox clearly meaning to slip by and
find a refuge In the cliffs. The man
turned the fox away at last, but in a
Bhort time the hounds lost him, and
I believe he got back after all.
Again the master ranged up some
of the field to prevent another fox
going back Into a certain covert. In
vain whips were rattled against sad
dle flaps; the fox went right through
the watchers and made his point. It
Is a thing I have often noticed both
with stag or fox, that the quarry
seems to distinguish between real and
Some curious and Interesting astro
nomical phenomena are recorded In
the old Chinese annals which go back
to a great antiquity. In 687 B. C. a
night is mentioned without clouds and
without stars. This may perhaps re
fer to a total eclipse of the sun, but
If so the eclipse Is not mentioned in ,
the Chinese list of eclipses. In the
year 141 B. C. It is stated that the sun
and moon appeared of a deep red color
during five days, a phenomenon which
caused great terror among the peo
ple. In 74 B. C. it Is -related that a
star as large as the moon appeared
and was followed In Its' motion by
Beveral stars of ordlnnry ' size. This
probably refers to an unusually large
bolide, or Are ball. In 38 B. C. a fall
of meteoric stones la recorded.
Shi flics Nrlirhliora.
"I want the Globe," writes Mrs. Ly
Bander John Appleton, "to suggest ta
Its readers that they keep up the
spirit of Improvement around tha
house. I borrowed a stepladder of a
neighbor recently, and It was broken.
A lawn mower I borrowed of another
was In such poor condition I couldn't
use it, and the washboller I borrowed
from another neighbor leaked bo bad
ly It put out the fire. Don't these peo
ple know that such signs of neglect
speaks 111 of them? I haven't made
any Jelly this summer because an
other neighbor's preserving kettle is
cracked. Really, I shall have to move
out of the neighborhood unless my
neighbors Improve." Atchison Globe.
"Tea, sir, I belongs to de army of de
"Want a week's work?"
"No. I couldn't desert from de
"Then Just pretend you're on a fun
lough." Louisville Courier-Journal.
A Limited Brother.
"What does you think of be In' up
"It's alt right, I reckon, but you runs
a turrible risk of glttln' dizzy." At.
A hammock in the winter time, or
a sled in the summer, can make a
tombstone appear gay and cheerful by;