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COUNSEL. . ,
A JoTMy round the world hpg
By taking but one pace:
Be not too eager, little ma,.
In entering the race. .
The mites increase, be not disturbed;
Plan wisely, delve and dig;
The oak your arms no longer gird
Grew from a slender twig.
Toil bravely on; in patience wait,
And by the moment live;
Choose rather to bo good than great.
And rain that you may Rive.
1
i
Bancroft Griffith in Frank Leslie's IUu
trmted.
IEST TBIE UNDER FIRE.
The memory of the soldier's first bat
tle will never be forgotten by him. The
impressions were burned so deeply into
the brain and spirit that a century of
.-peace would not efface or even dim them.
Twenty-nine years have passed since I
went through the first "baptism of fire,"
and yet the scenes and events are as
fresh and as vivid in the soal vision as
ia the storm of yesterday eve.
X want to tell yon something about it.
I shall not name the time nor the place
the living who were with me will re
aaember the facts for the record I give
in historic, is real, not ideal or fanciful,
and I wish to have the recital so worded
that any man in the world can read it
-without a feeling of bitterness in any
inown direction. The picture I give is
not for the man who wore this or that
uniform. I want a cameo that will out
last the passion that produced the bloody
struggle.
I do not pretend to give a history of
am entire battle; no one man can do this
"unless he draws upon the experience and
observation of others, for each actor in
Moy great battle sees the struggle differ
ently from what it appears to others. I
shall relate my own individual experi
nce and observation what I personally
saw and heard of one fiercely fought bat
tle one memorable in the history of the
war my first passing into and through
its flame of fire.
A soldier's first battle in war does not
always come at the appointed looked for
hour. Many of the volunteers went to
"the front,, expecting to whip out the
fight the next morning after arrival
either before or after breakfast then to
Teturn home crowned with immortal
honors. But with thousands many
weary months elapsed before the oppor
tunity of meeting the foe came in real
-earnest, and when it did come countless
thousands were not expecting it. After
my enlistment as a soldier I had not long
to wait the coming of the fight.
Night had enveloped the camp, and I
was dreaming of sunny fields, of smiling
-meadows, of a happy home of mother,
and all that was near and dear to a hu
man heart. Bat the destroying angel
came, and all vanished into the realm of
sweetened shadow.
For a comrade stood beside me with
-his hand on my bosom. As he leaned
over toward my ear I heard him say
tremulously the man's heart in a flut
ter of emotion:
"Wake np! They are advaucingr
Was there the hue on his lips that made
Mte think instant .tneously of tfce line:
Whispering with white Hps, 'The foe they cornel
they come:"
The first beams of the full morning
were penciling the orient sky, and the
xays fell upon group of half a dozen
anxious faces gathered around the ad
jutant's tent. - Two horses were there
one with drooping head and limb at
at rest; another was panting heavily and
reeking with smoke as the courier still
-mat on him. The commanding officer
was reading a note, hastily scratched in
pencil, under starlight done.
The officer was en dishabille. Yet 1
hoard him speak hurriedly and anxiously
to the bugler just called up:
"Sound reveille at once, and boots and
saddles immediately afterward." Turn
ing around he added, addressing his serv
ant, "Saddle my horse at once, William.'
Strange it is what a magnetic influ
ence, as it were, that will pervade a mass
of men in the hour of danger and duty.
Three minutes had not elapsed after the
sounds of the last bugle blow had thrilled
the camp till the squadrons were forming.
"Move the column down the road,
captain," said the commanding officer.
I will gallop on and ascertain the real
situation."
We passed another and another courier.
and then we came to a body of men hold
ing horses behind a clump of trees.
Just then there seemed to be an awful
stillness in the morning air, suddenly
lroken by a noise that sounded strange
to me.
"What is that?" I asked.
"It is the rumbling of their artillery,"
said O-en. . Then he turned around,
looking us all squarely in the face, and
added in a confident tone, "Yes, they are
advancing, and m force." -
There was no mistaking the sound that
next greeted the ears, there was a clear,
ringing report that punctuated the still
ness, then there was another and another-and
the rifle 'cracks died away.
They were the prelude of the battle soon
" to bejin in earnest.
The clattering of horses' hoofs signaled
another courier who dashed up. di' til
ing in tones of feeling:
"General, our dismounted :n-a are
skirmishing with them." We had heard
the rifle shots half a mile away.
"Captain, gallop back, and hurry up
the infantry. Tell Capt. Hart we need
'the artillery at once. He, too, is com
. ing." ' :
Then there was another and another
ring of the clear voiced rifle, then a ter
rific volley and a double shot or two,
and then the guns were hushed for a
moment. Men were seen hurrying from
the direction of the sound. They were
"the dismounted skirmishers who were
being driven back by the strong advance
in front. The men rallied with our col
umn. "Fall in, men," cried a sergeant near
me. "Fall in, men! fall in promptly.
; Fall in here!"
Oh, this terrible tongue of war!
Fall in here! Fall in! This is the
most awful appeal that greets the sol
dier's 'ears. Fall in. It is a tocsin that
dies away only with the funeral knell of
many for to them it says: 1 i
"Fall in fall in to the arms of
death!' -
A second staff officer had been sent
back to "hurry np the infantry." The
noble fellows were coming. You could
hear the deep, muffled hum of their
footsteps as the double q nicking hur
ried them onward. As they came up I
heard the short, quick command: "Move
out by the right flank I Into line!
Steady, men; steady! I expect every
man to do his duty now!"
Move out, and move on, my dear com
rades! Alas! many moved on into that
column which passed on, never to re
turn. Their first battle was their last.
There was a lull in the firing in front,
but out to the leftward volley after vol
ley poured, out upon the morning air
the sun just rising over the hills to our
right.. I had followed at the gallop the
general, who was hurrying to the front.
He was more silent than I had ever
known him. . Suddenly he halted and
turned to see who alt were about him.
"What troops are those?" I asked him
doubtfully, as I saw a long line of in
fantry men double quicking behind a
high rail fence distant not 150 yards
away. I could not distinguish the uni
form, and I was not aware of the direc
tion from which all our riflemen were to
enter the battle.
"My God!" said the general, "that is
the enemy!"
' We were upon them before we were
aware of their close proximity. They
discovered ns, too, at once, and were
preparing for the greeting.
"Get out of the road!" shouted the
general. There was a clump of trees on
either side of the highway upon which
he had thus far advanced.
"Get out of the road! Don't you Bee
they are bringing the battery to bear
upon us from the hill yonder?"
I looked, and a white puff of smoke
greeted my vision, and the same instant
whiz-z whur-r-r chco oo-oo invent a
shell right between the general and his
staff, and it bounded down the road, ex
ploding in our rear.
The general addressed me again:
"Get out of the road, and gallop back
and have the cavalry moved on the flank
of that line yonder in the field."
. Another shell came in the mean time,
and made the air resonant with the fly
ing fragments.
Then there was a volley of rifles and a
faint cheer near to our flanks for our
infantry were now moving out of the
skirt of the woods and opening the bat
tle in earnest.
Capt, Hart, too, had come, and he un
limbered his guns on the battery on the
hill in our front, though he soon turned
his aim to the infantry line that was
nearer, and I heard the shots rattling
upon the rails behind which the enemy
had fallen. .
"Thank God, the infantry are here,"
said one. They are the men whose
shoulders move the wheels on to victory.
I heard the commanding general shout
as the long line came hurrying on just
as the men emerged from the skirt of
woods, "Move on that line behind yon
fence!"
A red and white and blue line of fire
answered from the enemy.
Fall down and fire!" I heard an offi
cer shout.
Alas! many had already fallen fallen
to rise no more.
Half a hundred men of a regiment
stood up, and their irregular fire rattled
mockingly along the fence.
It was the work of but a moment, for
a whole brigade in our front answered
the fire of the little band. The battery
rained grape and canister and shrapnel
against the brigade, and now the battle
had joined in a vful earnestness all along
the line.
Battery replied to battery, hostile
brigade replied to hostile brigade, with
sheets of iron and leaden fire. . There
were in the terrific din the hurtling shot,
the screaming, screeching shell, and
whistling whirr of the deadly minie.
Amid the roar were the shouts of com
mand, the wailing shriek of the wounded
and the moans of the dying. The hours
were passing, the musketry was roaring
with an unbroken note, the batteries
were bellowing at each other, when sud
denly there was a deep, dull thud a
mighty force which at once shook the
whole battlefield. Two heavily laden
caissons were blown np simultaneously.
Then there was another sound which
coma not oe mistaken, xnere was a
lull in the firing on our right, and the
whole earth seemed to be laboring and
groaning. Thousands stood listening
amid the horrid hell!
Oh, it was the charge of the cavalry!
"Charge! charge!" shouted the throats
of a dozen officers, and the bugle blasts,
ringing out faintly in the din, mingled
and died away in the fierce shouting of
the squadrons.
Boom! boom! boom! went the artillery
bosses!
Clang! clang! clang! rang out the glit
tering sabers as they leaped from the
scabbard.
It was, however, but an instant of aw
ful chorus when the wailing cry of Wat
erloo, sauve qui pent! "save himself
who can!" wentup before theonrushing
squauron of furious horsemen, who broke
out in the wild' shout -of victory that
deadened tlie guns along the "whole line
and troops on tho right troop3 on the
left troops in the center all caught the
notes, and there was one long and terrific
thunder note of victory! The cheers of
infantry men greeted the shouts of cav
alry men-while the little squad about
the artillery brave fellows, with bands
of red upon their uniforms, cried out, as
the defeated were seen flying in stricken
masses in front:
'Hurra for our battery!"
And well might the living victors
shout!
And well .may the dead" rest friend
and foe in "one red burial blent." M. V.
Moore in Atlanta Constitution.
He Was Bit Hard.
Teacher What is a famine?
Small Boy (who has been in the coun
try) Miles an' miles of apple trees and
nuthin on em. Good News.
FRISCO'S FREE BATHS.-
flw Vint Oay'i Bathing In the Tab
Provided by Millionaire Licit.
It was very evident that the public was
Dot unaware of the hour at which the
Lick free baths were to be opened, as at
I o'clock that day large crowds were be
fore the entrance of the building on
Tenth street, near Howard. From thi3
time on until the baths were closed at 1
o'clock the attendants had their hands
quite full in caring for the patrons and
visitors. Men, women, boys and girls
j'were all there, and the respectability of
the class or people who benefited by the
generosity of the great philanthropist
was particularly noticeable.
-:In less than half an hour after the
opening of the baths the men's depart
ment was completely filled, and the large
waiting room had from thirty to forty
in it awaiting their turn, while the cor
ridor leading from this room to the bath
rooms was filled as welL The depart
ment for the opposite sex was not so
Well patronized at the . start, but was
fully filled, and those who did accept
of the advantages offered were of the
better walks of life. Women came by
twos, mothers with their children, nurses
with their charges, and many others
flocked in to obtain visitors' cards with
the evident intention of taking their
bearings and coming again. .
In the department for males there are
forty rooms. These are large and light,
with walls of corrugated iron, about 8
feet high and open at the top, for the
free circulation of air. The whole in
terior is painted white, and a more
scrupulously clean apartment could not
be found. Each room contains a large
tub, in which you can have either a hot
or cold bath. Each is furnished with a
neat table and chair, a mirror, beside
which is suspended brush and comb, and
at the ' end of the tub there is a flesh
brush and a neat wire crate full of soap.
Half an hour is allowed each bather. If
a bather comes with his own towel there
is no charge for the bath, and a blue
ticket of admission is issued to him; if
he requires a towel a deposit of five
cents is asked, and he is provided with a
yellow ticket, while if he must have two
towels he is required to deposit ten
cents, and a red ticket of admission is
given.
The major portion of those patronizing
the baths asked for the yellow ticket,
which must be returned with the towel.
In the men's quarter is an excellent
shower bath, but in the women's depart
ment there is none. There are just half
as many rooms in these as in the men's
quarter, and from the attendance this
seems to be a wise provision, as the pro
portion of natronage must have been
three or four to one in favor of the males.
A great many visitors' tickets . were
issued, and among those who applied for
these were many prominent business
men and many ladies who are interested
in the welfare of the masses. The baths
are open from 1 to 7 p. in. on every day
except Saturday and Sunday. On Sat
urday they open at 1 and close at 8, while
on Sunday they are open in the morning
from 7 to 10.
The . baths are supplied with water
from an artesian well 200 feet deep with
a, capacity of 5,000 gallons an hour.
San Francisco Chronicle. . ''
Greasing; Trolley Wires.
: A somewhat singular outcome of the
necessities of certain conditions of elec
tric traction has just made its appear
ance. In frosty weather the firm con
tact between the trolley wheel and the
wire of an electric railroad is interfered
with seriously by the formation of a coat
of ice on the wire, and the weight of the
wire is thus so increased as to militate
against the safety of the overhead work.
To overcome this difficulty an ap
paratus has been designed for greasing
the wire, and thus preventing the ad
hesion of any considerable amount of
moisture. A frame is made to support
a pan. Inside the receptacle is a wheel
or roller for taking up the grease and
spreading it on the conductor. This
grooved wheel is made of wood or hard
rubber, and is covered with thick felt,
so as to be perfectly adapted to carry np
and smear upon the wire the contents of
the pan. Where a semi-liquid substance
is used for coating the conductor an end
lens belt or chain may be passed over the
wheel for the purpose of carrying the
grease. Philadelphia Record. ,
The Dullish Pu.rson.
A sick man sent for the nearest spirit
ual adviser. It so happened that the
minister was a new fledgling just emer
ging from the seminary. H was dudish
in the extreme. His coat was cut in
true clerical style, and his face bore the
expression of afiected literary culture.
Going to the poor man's house he sat on
the edge of a chair, toying with his hat.
and stroking his downy mustache. Said
he to the dying man, after a long spell of
silence painful to all:
"What induced you to send for me?"
"You will have to speak louder,"aint-
iy replied, the sunerer; "I'm dull of hear'
bag."
"What induced you to send for me?"
reiterated the clergyman. -
"No use, can't hear. What does he say,
Maryr turning to his wife.
And then m a loud, shrill and stento
rian voice the woman replied:
tie says wnat in tne deuce did you
6end for him for." Insurance Journal.
Millions Spent for Chewing; Gam.
Drop a penny in the slot, and out
comes a tiny bit of chewing gum neatlj
wrapped m colore ci paper. Are you
hungry or thirsty? Then treat yourself
to this one cent lunch or drink and be
happy.
A penny for a stick of gum is a small
item, but the 20,000,000 pennies spent
every month make a pretty big item.
Think of $3,500,000 for chewing gum!
That is what Americans pay every year.
Thing or one city using o.uuu boxes a
day, each box containing 100 sticks.
That is what JNew x or iters consume
every twenty-four hours. It i3 no ex
aggeration to place the output of chew
ing gum in the United States at 3,500,
000 pounds per annum, representing a
total value of $2,500,000. Pittsburg
Bulletin, . . ,
J. M. HUNTINGTON & CO.
Abstracters,
Hal Estate and
Insoranee Agents.
Abstracts of, and Information Concern
ing Land Titles on Short Notice.
Land for Sale and Houses to Rent.
Parties Looking for Homes in
COUNTRY OR CITY,
. OR IN SEARCH OF
Busiqe Locations,
Should Call on or Write to us.
Agents for a Full Line of
Leaning Fire taraiice Companies,
And Will Write Insurance for
on all
DE3IBABLE RISKS.
Correspondence Solicited. All Letters
Promptly Answered. Call on. or ,
Address,
J. M. HUNTINGTON & CO.
Opera House Block, The Dalles, Or.
JAMES WHITE,
Has Opened a
Xj-u.xx.o1x Counter,
In Connection With his Fruit Stand
and Will Serve
Hot Coffee, Hain Sandwich, Pigs' Feet,
and Fresh Oysters.
Convenient to the Passenger
Depot.
On Second St., near corner of Madison.
Also a
Branch Bakery,
Orange Cider,
Best Apple
California
and the
Cider.
If you want a good lunch, give me a call
Open all Night
C. N. THORNBURY,
. A. HUDSON,
Late Kec. U. S. Land Office.
Notary Public.
THOPURY & HUDSON,
and 9 LAND OFFICE BUILDING,
I'oBtomce Koi 325,
THE DALLES, OR.
pilings, Contests,
And all other Business in the U. S. Land Office
Promptly Attended to.
We have ordered Blanks for Filings
Entries and the purchase of Railroad
Lands under the recent Forfeiture Act
which we will have, and advise the pub
lic at the earliest date when such entries
can be made. Look for advertisement
in this paper. ..
Thornburv & Hudson
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Dr. E. C. West's Nerve and Brain Treat
ment, a sruurnnteed spet'ilic for Hysteria, Dizzi
ness. Convulsions. Vit. Nervous Neuralcin
Headache, Nervous Prostration eusel by the use
of alcohol or tobacco, Wakefulness, Mental De
pression, Softening of the Brain, resulting ill in
sanity and leading to misery, decay and death
Premature Old Age, Barrenness, Loss of Power
in either sex. Involuntary Ixisses and Bnermat
orrhoea caused by over exertion of the brain, self-
abuse or over indulgence. Each box contains
one month's treatment, f 1.00 a box, or six boxes
lor o.uu, sent by man prepaid on receipt ol price.
WE GUARANTEE SIX BOXES
To cure any case. With each order received by
us for six boxes, accompanied by $5.00, we will
send the purchaser our written guarantee to re
fund the money if the treatment does not effect
a cure, liuarantees issued only by
BLAKELEY Sc HOUGHTOX,
Prescription Druggists,
175 Second St. The Dalles, Or.
Opera 7 Exchange
No. 114 Washington Street.
BILLS 4 WHYERS, Proprietors.
The Best of Wines, Liquors and Cigars
ALWAYS ON SALE.
They will aim to supply their customers with
the best in their line, both of m ported and do
IB
Dales
is here and has come to stay. It hopes
o win its way to public favor by ener
gy, industry and merit; and to this end
we ask that you give it a fair trial, and
if satisfied with its
support.
The
four pages of six columns each, will be
issued every evening, except Sunday,
and will be delivered in the city, or sent
by mail for the moderate sum of fifty
cents a month.
Its Objects
will be to advertise
city, and adjacent country, to assist in
developing our industries, in extending
and opening up new channels ir oiir
trade, in securing an open river, and n
helping THE DALLES to take her prop
er position as the
Leading City of
The paper, both daily and weekly, will
be independent in politics, and in its
criticism of political matters, as in its
handling of local affairs, it will be
JUST. FAIR AND IMPARTIAL.
We will endeavor to give all the lo
cal news, and we ask that your criticism
of our object and course, be formed from
the contents of the paper, and not from
rash assertions of outside parties.
For the benefit of our advertisers we
shall print the first issue about 2,000
copies for free distribution, and shall
print from time to time extra editions,
so that the paper will reach every citi
zen of Wasco and adjacent counties.
THE WEEKLY,
sent to any address for $1.50 per year.
It will contain from four to six eiht
column pages, and we shall ericfeavor,
to make it the equal of the best. Ask
your Postmaster for a copy, or address.
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