The Dalles daily chronicle. (The Dalles, Or.) 1890-1948, May 21, 1891, Page 4, Image 4

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    LOVE,
eM nothing but bis violin.
IM nothing but my sonfr.
Bat we were wed when skies wen bias
And summer days were long. . ,
And when we rested by the hedge
The robins came and told
How they bad dared to woo and win
When early spring was cold.
We sometimes supped on dewberries
Or slept umou tuo hay:
Sat oft the farmers' wives at eve
Came oat to hear as play
The rare old tunes, the dear old tones.
We could not starve for long.
While my man had his violin,
4 And I my sweet love song.
The world has aye gone well with as.
Old man, since we were one:
Oar homeless wandering down the lanes.
It long ago was done.
Bat those who wait for gold or gear.
For houses and for kine.
Till youth' sweet spring grows brown and
sere
And love and beaaty tine.
Will never know the joy of hearts
That met without a fear.
When you had but your violin
And I a song, my dear.
-Yankee Blade.
THE OLD MILL
Do I know anything ' about the rains
vf this old mill? Well, yes, stranger, I
athoold nay I did, if any one does. It be
gs to me, or rather to my wife, what
--there is of it. I tell yon I owe much to
this old mill."
The speaker was dressed in homespun,
nd appeared to be a thrifty farmer of ,
. forty-five. 1 had taken a walk before
fereakfast one morning as an appetizer
mit from Jonesboro, where I was attend
ing court, and was standing by the ruins
of the old mill when he came up. The
oof had fallen in, windows and doors
disappeared. The old water wheel had
scrambled to decay and green ivy covered
4jbo ruins. The dam was now leveled to
-a road, and a cabbage patch had taken
' ttie place of the mill pond.
We took a seat on a moss grown log
y the side of the ruin, and he contin
ued: "I was with Stonewall during the
-war, and had some pretty tough times,
some narrow escapes and some hard
tramps, but the close call and hard
tramp that this old mill once caused me
nonde all of my war experience seem, at
least for a time,- like a pleasure trip.
This was the first mill built on Cedar
. reek, and was built many years ago by
old man Ben White, who lies np yonder
'm the hilL
"After the surrender our army was
disbanded, and the most pn us was pret
ty close run. We had nothing, and no
way to get anything. I was only about
-- twenty-one then. 1 was strolling round
"looking ' for something to do, and I hap
pened along this road one morning.
Well, that . morning the wheel was in
ctionIThe gate was histed and the
crater was skurrying through. Old Ben
White was standing in the door. . I says:
. 'Morning, sir. . ; Can 1 get a job here?
fie took off his spectacles, wiped 'em.
pot 'em back on and looked at ma
'Soldier? says he.
I was, says I, 'till the surrender.'
'Luckier 'than my' boys, says he.
"tDe of them staid behind down at Stone
river. The other's lying np there on the
lull shot in front of Richmond and
wme home to die,' and the old man took
. Nt bis handkerchief and wiped his eyes.
'Did you ever work in a mill? .
-No.'
Well, that don't make much differ
ence,' said he: 'business is picking up
and you can stay. I'm getting old. TU
pay you what I can afford to. We can
tell better in a week or two. Have you
been to breakfast? . ; ;
" I have not,' 1 said. I
'Well, go to the house, said he.
Tell Kitty (that's my daughter, the only
one the Yanks didn't, kill) to give you
-trreakfast, and come back; you can work
-on the dam to-day. There's some leaks
that need stopping.'
' "So I went over the hill to the house.
1 still had my Confederate uniform on.
wnd Mrs. White met me on the piazza.
1 saw tears on her cheeks, and 1 suppose
the uniform reminded her of her own
boys. I told her I was going to work for
- lr. White, and that he Bent me over for
breakfast. So we went in, apd she called
Kitty, who soon had my breakfast on
the table. Kitty was about four years
younger than L, the picture - of health.
cheeks as red -as roses. Her sparkling
eyes kindled a spark in my heart that
bas never gone out. After breakfast 1
BRAVE
t. -I
went back, and Kitty went with me to
) tend the mill while her father .went to
breakfast. He showed me the leaks in
the dam before he went.
"In fact, 1 worked a week patching up
the old dam, and after that I worked in
the mill and on the farm and in the gar
den; drove the produce to 'town, and
became more and more attatched to the
- place and to Ben and Martha White and
to Kitty. . How 1 did love that girl! 1
was never so happy as when listening to
the musio of her voice. I shall never
forget the evenings spent in the big front
1 room before the open fireplace when 1
was Ben White's - hired man Ben and
Martha, and Kitty and L I used to
crack hickory nuts and butternuts on an
, old -flat iron, and Kitty popped corn,
while the winter wind was whistling
outside.
"In summer Kitty and 1 used to go
fishing. Sometimes we would go np the
' pond in the boat, and sometimes when
- the mill was not running we'd go down
there and get inside the big wheel and
fish in the deep hole. There's where we
generally got - the finest fish. - One day
,w had just got our fishing tackle out of
"the mill, and was hesitating whether to
' up' the' pond or down in the wheel.
"when a neighbor came over and asked us
to lend him the boat. He' took it, and
"We went down in the wEeeL We'd been
fishing probably an hour, and - caught
om nne ones, when all or a sudden
,owik poured .the water from the flood-
;'4tte rbove, and the wheel ' commenced
!i turning. The sudden, start threw us both
- fdovra. i I got on. my feet in an. instant
mod helped Kitty up, and we commenced
to tramp in the direction opposite to the
"way the wheel was moving. - We had to
in order to keep our feet. 1 was calling
M loud .as 1 could, Jout it was of no use.
Tbe-eoise made Oay -the -tailing -Water,
the revolving wheel and tb grinding
mill drowned my... voice 'Wesponldn't '
get ou. The plank from the mill had
alien in the water when the wheel
started, and gone floating down the
stream, -The water poured through the
cracks in the old wheel all over ua The
deep hole was full now. There were two
feet of water in the bottom of the wheeL
Tramp, tramp, tramp through two, now
three feet of water. I held Kitty by the
hand, and we kept on our tramp. 1 was
praying it might be a small grist.
Neighbors often brought a two bushel
bag of corn to be ground in a hurry I
thought that if that was the extent of
the grist we might stand it. We kept np
out march till Kitty gave out The
water and the tramp, tramp had
numbed her limbs. Her lips moved, but
I could hear nothing she said. 1 only
knew that she was sinking down in the
water. I picked her np in my arms,
with one hand put her arms around my
neck and resumed my tramp in the mid
dle of the wheel.
"I believe I felt happier than 1 had
ever felt in nr life. I held Kitty in my
arms. Her arms were around my neck.
though 1 did pat them there. I could
feel her breath on my cheek. 1 could
walk now easier than before, but even
with Kitty in my arms I began to tire.
My footsteps were more uncertain. JSly
umbs began to feel numb. At least I
could die with Kitty. I looked at her
face. Her eyes were closed. Had she
fainted? I put my lips close to her ear.
They touched her face. 'Kitty! Kitty!'
Her eyes opened. Our bps met Her
arms drew tighter around my neck. My
brain whirled. Was 1 becoming uncon
scious? I could feel that J was reeling
as I walked. The water from above
ceased to falL The wheel stopped.
Some one leaped in. 1 knew na mora
"When 1 came to 1 was lying in bed.
Kitty was sitting by my side, my hand
in hers. I hid been delirious for a week.
As my eyes met hers she said. 'Alex,
dear Alex,' and she stooped and kissed
me. That kiss brought back to my be
wildered brain the events that led to it
I did not regret them.
"Uncle Ben had come down to the
mill, and not seeing the boat thought, of
course, we had gone' np the pond. He
lifted the floodgate and started the mill
to grind a small grist Finally he chanced
to see the boat with the neighbor in it
out in the pond. : He knew that we some
times fished from the wheel, and with
trembling hands closed the gate, rushed
down and into the wheel, to find me reel
ing and staggering like a drunken man
in the ' water with Kitty in my arms.
He got us out, but I fell unconscious.
"The next spring a freshet carried the
old dam away, and new mills having
been built m Jonesboro we reclaimed
the land where the pond bad been, and
the old mill had gone to decay (Kitty
and I were married . that fall Father
and mother lived to see our children
playing round the ruins of the old mill.
and died within a month of : each other. '
1 "Now, I've --told you the story of the
old mill, and if you'll come up to the
house and have a cup of coffee before
you go. back to town1 111 show you the
wife I won in the old mill wheel; and
when you take a look at my daughter
Kitty you'll see my wife as she was when
we entered it that day. Two years after
we were married an uncle of mine died
and left me a farm np in Knox county,
where we spend part of our time; but
there's no place so dear to Kitty and me
as the, farm on Cedar creek, for its soil
covers the remains of dear old" Ben and
Martha, and here, besides, are the ruins
of the old tnilL H. E. Scott in Chicago
News
Modern Furnace and Modern Stove.
A little over a century ago Mr. Street,
of London, took up the old Roman idea
of a hypocaust and made a furnace,
which was warranted to warm all parts
of the house, to conserve the heat and
save the fuel, and to overcome all the ob
jections against stoves and braziers He
must have had a good time fulfilling his
guarantees, for the best furnace makers
of this later age cannot always accom
plish all they desire or all that Mr. Street
promised. But in any one of a dozen
good furnaces the problem of heating is
perhaps as well settled as it ever can be
while we get our heat from burning fuel
. But the furnace bas by no means
driven the older stove out of use. Never
was the enterprise of stovemaking car
ried on to so great extent as now. Never
were so many stoves made and sold,
never were such skill and art expended
in their manufacture, and never were
they such things of beaaty as now. The
modern parlor heater is a triumph no
less in art than in utility. To the very
greatest possible extent it controls the
heat generated, . reducing and almost
suspending combustion, conveying the.
gases away perfectly, and even aiding in
the work of purifying the atmosphere of
the room, and at .the same time intense
heat can be produced with the minimum
of trouble. -Chicago Herald.
Washington's Sword.
When John Brown went to conquer
the south with twenty-three men he be
lieved that the less he trusted arms of
flesh the more Jehovah might be de
pended on to unsheathe his sword. The
only other sword .. Brown considered
worthy to be used by the Almighty was
that which Washington was said to have
received from Frederick the Great One
of. Brown's men (Cook) came as a spy to
'Bel Air,' and was -hospitably shown, the
Washington relics for which he in
quired. Brown told - Colonel Washing
ton, after taking him prisoner., that he
wished to get hold of ' the sword "be
cause it has been used by two successful
generals." The. superstition cost him
f dear. " In order to get the sword Brown
detached six or bis men to go after it
five miles away. He thus lost half a
.day, and all. chance of escape , Seven
teen lives were offered as on an altar be
fore this mythical sword, Century ?
j: ; i i it . . ::. v
Not Is Physical Impossibility.
Aleck Good heavens! Can't that fel
low hold bis tongue?
! JoeNo reason, why he shouldn't His
mouth is big enough to get both hands
in, if necessary . Kate Field's Washington.-,
vv :.... ' isLVt ,n iJ . ,
EASY IF TOP KNOW HO W
CHAIN THEM UP, TAKE A WHIP AND
- DONT SHOW ANY FEAR.
Wnen They J amp at You pit 'Km, Talk
to 'Km, Hit 'Km Again if They Jump at
Tea and Let 'Em Know You're Their
Master That's the Way to Train Tigers.
"So you think there ain't any work
done in winter quarters, eh? said George
Conklin, superintendent of Barnum's
menagerie, as he chewed a bit of straw
by the big stove in the middle of the
wild animal room in the quarters at
Bridgeport. "No work, eh? You think .
we just loaf all winter, keep the fires
np and feed the animals? Well, that
shows how much you know about it Do
you see that den of tigers over there?"
Mr. Conklin and his visitor ap
proached a long cage standing in line
with many other cages in a long one
story brick building, which bounded the
eastern end of the great inclosure which
the big show occupies during the winter
season. The cage had five Bengal tigers
in it Four of them were together. The
fifth was separated from the others by a
temporary iron grating. Two of the
four tigers which were in company had
thick leather collars- round their necks,
and stout chains several feet long fast
ened to them. The tiger in solitary con
finement was similarly harnessed.
"Well," said Mr. Conklin, "IU tell you
one thing we do besides feeding these
tigers. We train them. Those fellows
in there who have chains on them.'-and
are just now spitting and growling at ns
in such savage style, are new. We have
had them only a month or two. The
others are old boys who will let me go
into the cage and not say a word to me.
By the time we go on the road they will
all let me go into the cage. I give them
a lesson every day. That's one thing we
do during the winter."
BOW TO TRAIN TIGEBS.
"How do you tame them? asked the
visitor. ..
"It's easily done," said the trainer
carelessly. "Every day I have the men
catch the ends of the chains which hold
the new tigers, and fasten them to the
bars so they can only move a certain dis
tance. Then I arm myself with a raw
hide whip and a stout: club and enter the
cage.. .1 take a chair with me and sit
down in a corner. .
: "The minute 1 get in the untrained
tigers spring - at me. . No doubt, they
would chew me to shreds if they. got at
me, bnt the chains hold them back and
they only tumble on the floor. 1 hit
them smartly with the whip and they
crouch back and snarl. After a little 1
shove my chair closer. Then they jump
at me again, but again are thrown down
by their chains. '
. . "1. shove closer and repeat the pro-.,
gramme, and finally . I get so close that
; they can touch me with their noses, but
not bite me. Here I sit for a long time,
talking to-tbem as -long as they remain
quiet, and switching them with : all the
force possible when they become fierce.
In the course of a few weeks they. be-,
come nsed to my . entrance, and only
cringe and snarl at me. Then I try them,
one by one, without a chain, i
. . "I have never so far used the club. Now
I hold it ready to deal a mighty blow if
necessary, but it is seldom necessary.
The tiger is subdued and permits my en
trance whenever , 1 ; choose. 1 have ' got
these tigers here nearly trained. They
snarl yet, you see, but next week I will
tackle them - without chains. That fel
low in the other compartment . is tract
able enough, but he persists in .fighting
with the big Bengal, so we have to keep
them separate. Do you see that long
mark on his ' belly? He and the big fel
low had a particularly hard fight the
other ay, and that is one result '
POWER OF THE HUMAN EYE.
"If we hadn't had the bigf ellow's claws
clipped beforehand he d have ripped open
the new one from end to end. So there's
another delicate job for me. I've got to
get those tigers on good terms. . .
"Is there any basis of truth in the
many stories that are told of the power
of the human eye over wild beasts
"Not the slightest," said Conklin dis
dainfully. "Of course it is true that a
man who aims to subdue wild beasts
must show a fearless front, and no doubt
the eye shares with the body generally
the task of impressing the beast : But
the real requisite is real fearlessness. If
a man's heart is sturdy he need not care
a rap about bis eyes. He can leave them
to themselves, just as he leaves the other
members of his -body. The secret of
taming wild beasts is the realization that
all wild beasts, however ferocious, are at
heart cowards particularly if they be
long to the cat family, as lions, tigers,
leopards and panthers do. That granted,
a stout heart, a stout arm and a stout
whip or club is all that is necessary. 1
never have known fear." -
."Do you always clip the claws of your
ferocious animals?" ' y '
"Those of the cat tribe always," said
the trainer. ''It is quite a job, too, and
requires a number of men. : You've got
to get your lion or tiger bound in such a
way as to throw nim on his side and
then reach in through the bars and grab
his four feet These you pull out be
tween the bars and hold tight . This is
no small job in the case of a very large
lion or tiger."
.: "They , struggle violently, even after
they are helpless and while theoperation
of clipping is going' on. I killed a fine
panther clipping his claws; or rather he
killed himself. 'After we had him 'se
curely down so he could hardly move a
muscle,, he 6 trained so in his efforts to
free himself; that rhe broke' -a blood, ves
sel and - died almost instantly." New
YorkSun." -' --.- ; ;
A Mind Feeding n Itself.
, Gusttt W hat's the. .matter with JobsonJ
He looks so emaciated. -.. ,. 1 ' -', '
'.Ned Poor fellow, he's reduced to liv
ing on bis wits.rr-Ka.te, Field's Washing
ton. 'r .",. :' : - - - .-: ,ss -..-.!. .
i.;. -
Active Passivity.'
' Primus-TrIs.,Hemans. useful ..Jn vtb
Secundum 'Tea-principal object iof
prayer. I believ. Epoch. j '
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THE DALLES.
The Grate City of the Inland-Empire is situated at
the head of navigation on the Middle Columbia, and
is a thriving, prosperous city. ,
ITS TERRITORY.
. It is the supply city for an extensive and rich agri
cultural an grazing country, its trade reaching as
far south as Summer Lake, a distance 'of over twe
hundred miles.
: THE LARGEST WOOL MARKET.
The rich grazing country along the eastern slope
of the the Cascades furnishes pasture for thousands
of sheep, the wool from which finds market here.
The -Dalles is the largest original wool shipping
point - in America, ahout 5,000,000 r pounds ,: being
shipped last year.-
" v ' f ITS PRODUCTS.
The salmon fisheries are the finest on the Columbia,
yielding this year a revenue of $1,500,000 which can
and will be more than doubled in the near future.
"'The products;of the beautiful Klickital ' valley find
market here,' and the country south and east has this
year filled-the warehouses, and all available "storage
places ta werftowing with their, products. ,,.
. at ,1 o a.i-i.-t v,v ;X1-W1ALTH
It is the richest city of its size on the coast, and its
money is scattered over and is being used to develop,
more farming country thaii is tributary tb any . father
city in Eastern Oregon. '.' ' .: ' ". ', ; ' ! ' ,V ' -'''-
' ItsBituation is unsurpassed! Its. climate. .delight
ful! -Ite i pbsMbiUties "incalculable!- Its resources--unlimited!
And'bii !thes& cornerstones she stands. tn
the resources of the
Eastern Oregon.