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IV.
MILLIONAIRE AND BAREFOOT BOY.
TU evening, ana the round red tun sinks slowly
In the wet.
The flowers fold their petals tip, the birds fly to the
nen.
The crickets chirrup In the g.-ass. the bate fit to
ana ro.
And Unkle-tnkle op the lane the lowing cattle
to;
And the rich man from his carriage looks out on
them as thev come
. On hem and on the Barefoot Boy that drlTee the
came name.
I wish." the boy says to himself ! wish that I
were tie.
And yet, npou maturer thought, I do not no air
ret!
Not for all the gold his c-Tsrs hold would I be that
Unner there.
With a liver-pad and a gouty toe, and scarce a
simile hair
To hare a wife with a Roman nose, and fear lest a
panic come -
Far better to be the Barefoot Boy that drives the
caiue Dome.
And the rich man murmurs to himself: "Would I
Eire all mr pelf
To change my lot with yonder boy? Not if I know
myeu.
Over the grass that's full of ants and chill with
dew to so.
With a stoae bruise upon either heel and a splinter
in my tot:!
Oh. I'd rather sail my yacht a year across the
uceau's foam
Than be one day the Barefoot Boy that drives the
cattle burnt."
G. T. L., in Harper's.
ETHEL KLINE.
We were seated, seven of us, and all
medical students, near a lot store in the
office of the genial Doctor Plancha) one
snowy afternoon in January chatting and
smoking.
The subject that for a time occupied
our minds and tongues was an unusual
surgical operation which had been per
formed in the earlier hours of the day
at a clinic held in the theater of the
college.
Doctor Plancbte had been the leading
operator, and this may account for the
unusual number of students gathered in
his bureau.
The case was the replacement of a part
of the intestinal canal, a few inches above
the colon, which presumably, by strain
ing, the patient being normally costive,
had - become partially twisted, thus pre
venting the fecal waste from passing to
its final discharge.
The experiment, for such, with entire
propriety, I may call it, was most dau
gerous one rarely attempted and which
usually ends in the collapse of the ex
hausted subject, and although the opera
tion in-itself was entirely satisfactory, it
yet remained to be seen whether inflam
mation would supervine and dissolution
follow.
Dr. Planchte was sanguine of good re
sults. "The patient, although a woman, was
in excellent health otherwise," he re
marked, "and her constitution was as
sound as a dollar. But while I was
1 handling the knife, gentleman, b con
tinued, upon lighting a fresh cigar and
placing his person comfortably in bis
cushioned arm-chair, "it was with the
utmost difficulty I could keep my eyes
on the work. They would wander to the
face of the afflicted creature and that re
called to my mind a painful experience
in which, however, I was rather a looker-
on than actor, when, like you, I was read
ins: up therapeutics and surgery. But,"
here the doctor paused, and on knocking
the ashes from the burned end of Ms
cigar forgot to put it between his lips.
He was evidently in a "brown study"
pondering some recollection that was
far from agreeable.
At length he murmured, but in a tone
that was sufficiently distinct for .all to
hear:
"Of- course it could not be her. She
was dead, and even if she had revived
she would be years older. The knife
did not touch her body. I took care of
that for Johnson's sake. Yes. it was
taken out of the graye by the resurrec
tionists. This patient could not have
been her daughter, for Ethel Merline
was not married. She was betrothed;
that was all. And yet how like how
very like! Pshaw, away with such
phantasms! And yet and yet roll tho
years back back to that horrible night,
and I would be sworn this woman of to
day's clinic was the fair Ethel Merline
if alive that lay in the unconscious re
pose of death on the dissecting table."
Then the good doctor, with a sudden
start, looked half vacantly around him,
like one rudely awakened from sleep.
Again putting the cigar in his mouth, he
resumed smoking it in silence.
"Ethel Merline," repeated one of his
listeners a rough, good-hearted Ten
nesseean, known to us as Jack Burt
"what a pretty name. It .macks of
coral caves and of fairy grottoes of
their inhabitants, T mean pray, doctor,
who was this Ethel Merline, and what
of Student Johnson? '
"I was thinking of them," answered
the doctor. "Did I mention their
names? I have contracted an unfortu
nate habit of giving voice to my medita
tions of late. Well, I will say that Ethel
Merline was a young, beautiful and be
trothed girl one whom I bad never seen
nntil I looked on her fair form, rigid in
death, lying on the marble slab, ready
to be cut and carved, that those who as
sisted as students, oi which I at the time
was one, might add new' and important
facts to the sum of bur physiological
knowledge. Johnson was my friend and
fellow student. He was a handsome lad
bright, quick-witted, honest, strong
mentally and a gentleman.
''Is he dead?" demanded Burt.
"Would to God he were," an iwered
the doctor fervently. "P jot Dick !"
The doctor looked in a particular
direction at the wall opposite him, and
nodding his head, said:
"That is Dick's face or rather the
counterfeit presentment of it hanging
up there. A fine intellectual face, is it
cot?"
All looked at the portrait, and all ad
mired the features. He must certainly
have been exceptionally handsome. Our
interest in his story increased.
"Was there any trouble abont this
i. young fellow, doctor," remarked Edward
Turnbull, "that you care to conceal? Is
his history interesting?"
. "More sud, shocking, terrible than in
teresting," answered the surgeon. "To
me it is a reminiscence I can never for
get." "And a secret?" asked Burt.
"Well, no," replied the doctor. "It is
only painful to tell, that is all. I do not
know that I have ever spoken of it be
fore, and would not now, if the young
woman I operated on to-day had features
oast in any other mould than Ethel Mer
line s. That is acciaental, of course, but,
really, I saw in the patient what seemed
more than a family likeness to the long
dead girl."
The doctor here consulted his watch,
and then glanced through the window at
the thick-falling snow.
"I have two hours left for leisure," he
remarked. "I have been summoned to a
consultation at G o'clock, and between
this and that hour I shall have to attend
on one or two callers, dress, dine, and
drive to the residence of the gentleman
whose condition wo will, in all probabil
ity, definitely pronounce upon. For the
reminiscence, and to gratify onr enrios
ity I will devote say, fifteen minutes."
- We gather about the) surgeon, first
lighting fresh cigars, and prepare to give
all attention to his words.
"I will not begin my narrative at the
commencement, remarked the doctor,
as he leaned back in his chair and looked
intently at the portrait to which he had
called our attention. "It is not neces
sary. I will, however, say that Richard
Johnson was one of those light-hearted,
level-headed young fellows noted for
doing an immense amount of mental
work without much apparent study. He
was what might be called, metaphysic
ally speaking, intuitively minded. He
had the faculty of grasping a thought
ere it was well out of the mouth of the
lecturer, and of comprehending and
analyzing it before ninety-nine out of a
hundred of his classmates could get at
the particular point the professor was
endeavoring to elucidate.
"We were chums, pursued the doc
tor. "I liked him from the first hour I
was thrown into his society. After
awhile we succeeded in engaging a suite
of rooms, which fact brought us into
more confidential relations tha never, if
that were possible. Dick was a perse
vering letter-writer. I found after a lit
tle time that he had an idol, and that it
was not one of wood, brass or stone, or
'born of the imagination,' but a veritable
flesh and blood idol in the shape of a
woman, who was not only young, but
of more than average loveliness in both
form and feature; that is if one may be
permitted to determine a woman's beauty
by her portrait. To this idol, named
Ethel Merline, my friend never tired
sending long and loving missives daily,
to which in return be daily, by post, re
ceived answers. What the two could
find to write so much about was a puzzle
to me; but then, you know, I was never
in love, have had no one on whom to
lavish my affections, and of course, not
possessed of the necessary experience,
have no right to critisize lovers. I dare
say they traveled over the same ground
and used the same expressions many
times, but that didn't trouble them. To
lovers, stereotyped vhrases are new are
original every time they are uttered.
But I will not further comment; it is
unnecessary. Bichard Johnson was, I
saw, profoundly in love. It was a deep,
earnest passion with him. I often thought
what effect would it have on him if this
young girl this Ethel Merline, should
prove to be an arrant coquette, who, tir
ing of her student lover, should encour
age some other aspirant for her hand. I
say I thought this. For the world I
would not have made the suggestion. To
do so wonld be to forfeit his confidence,
his esteem, and place him on a rack of
mental torture, possibly culminating in
moroseness, jealousy or suspicion. He
was very happy in his love and I sincere
ly prayed he would never have cause to
experience a change in his sentiments.
We had lived and studied together two
sessions, and were about entering our
third term, when one morning Bichard,
with a bright, cheerful face, came to my
place in the hall of the medical school
and whispered:
' 'Jervis, I am about to take a recrea
tion. I have an invitation to run in the
yacht of a friend to the Florida coast, and
we may perhaps extend our trip to the
Gulf and the Carribean Sea, visiting St.
Thomas, St. Domingo, Cuba and the
Lesser Antilles. We start this afternoon.
I have written to Ethel informing her of
my acceptance of the invitation. I know
my darling will second my resolution.
When I receive an answer to my missive
she will insist on my prolonging my
journey, as it may prove beneficial to my
health. Just as if 1 were an invalid who
needed coddling,' and Biched laughed in
his low but usual hearty manner.
" 'Tms is sudden, your determination?
I said.
" 'Made up on the instant,' ha an
swered.
' 'How long will you be absent?' I
continued. 'You will lose ground in
your studies.
" 'No, my dear mentor, he playfully
answered. 'In a month I will be along
side of the cleverest of you. I will cram
to make up for wasted time.
"Then the question of absence?" I
again asked.
" 'Three, four, five, six weeks. I can
not tell you. Suppose 'like a painted
ship on a painted sea,' we should be
anchored for many days? Yachts, for
the most part, are wind-propelled craft,
and in making southings and northings,
going and returning, we shall have to
court Boreas and the gentle zephyrs.' "
". 'I did not tnink you could keep from
communicating with Miss Merline so
many weeks,' I remarked, playfully."
" 'Ah!" he sighed, 'that is the hardest
part of it. I would she were here, as
my dear wife, my companion thither and
baok. It would then be a voyage to Par
adise. She would make it paradisaical
anywhere in the breezy north or in the
calm south.'"
" 'When do you sail? I asked.
" 'To-morrow, was the quick answer.
I have already packed my wardrobe.
Such things as those dusty and dis
traught treatises on medicine, as 1 do
not require, I leave, my dear Jervis, in
your friendly keeping. And I want you
to act in another matter as my agent.
The duty will be light. It will consist
in enclosing whatever letters Miss Mer
line may address to me in envelopes, and
superscribing them, until you hear fur
ther from me, Jacksonville, Florida."
" 'With pleasure' " I replied.
The following morning I rode with
Bichard Johnson from our quarters to
the dock, where a boat lay waiting his
embarkation. We pressed eaoh other's
hands, and the next moment he was out
in the stream on his way to the yacht a
clean, trim-looking boat that was hover
ing the offincr. It was a pleasant, sunny,
out-invitincr mornincr. and I remained
near the water until the tiny vessel had
sunk hull and masts far below the hori
zon.
On the day succeeding Johnson's de
partnre a letter directed to my friend, in
the well known chirography of the lady
I have so often referred to, was left at
our rooms bv the postman. This I at
once placed in a second envelope and re
mailed it. suprscripihg it "Jacksonville,
Fla." A week latter a second letter was
put in my hands from the same source.
This I also treated as I had the first,
and forwarded it to its destination.
I received no more from Ethel Mer
line. I wondered at this, bat it occurring
to me that it was possible Bichard John
son had written his lady correspondent
to mail direct to Jacksonville, I gave
myself no further thought upon the sub
ject.
The fourth week of Richard s absence
brought a letter from him. It was di
rected to myself. It surprised me when I
opened and perused it. In it he broadly
intimated tliat I had neglected him;
wondered why I shonld do so, but wind
ing up his reproaches by begging me to
not longer neglect forwarding him all
the letters Miss Merline had mailed to
the New York address. He acknowledged
the reception of the two mailed by me.
"You may rest assured that I was puz
zled. I instantly answered his re
proaches by writing that all the packages
sent to or reoeived by me were those
duly forwarded, and were those which
he had given the post dates of in his
note.
"I heard nothing further by mail from
my friend.
"At the close of the sixth week Bichard
entered our apartments. . He looked,
physically speaking, well; but I could
not help noticing that he was mentally
anxious in fact, nervously disturbed.
"When OHr brief greetings were over,
he said:
" 'Jervis, I cannot understand why it
is I've received but two letters from Miss
Merline. She is betrothed to me, and
we are to be married on my receiving my
doctorate degree. I wrote several times
to and begged her, if she declines put
ting you to the trouble of remailing her
letters to forward direct to Jacksonville.
Her conduct is strange. You know how
faithful she was as a correspondent be
fore I left on the sea trip."
"I suggested indisposition as a pos
sible reason for her seeming negligence.
"Johnson thought the suggestion over
a moment and replied:
"No; that cannot be. Ethel is in
splendid health. There is no reason for
indisposition, for her surroundings are
the best those in which she has been
brought up from her infancy. She lives
in a mountainous region, where the at
mosphere is charged with invigorating
ozone and the natural drainage of the
country such that malaria or fevers of
every oharacter are all but unknown.
"My friend chafed all the forenoon at
the seeming negligence of Miss Merline,
and he finally came to the determination
that on the morrow he would take cars
northward and by seeing his betrothed
end his surmises and apprehensions."
"It happened on the night of John
son's return from the south that the class
to which we both belonged would have
an opportunity of assisting at the dissec
tion of two cadavers which were lying
covered on the dissecting tables in the
theater. These bodies our resurrection
ists, it was rumored, had succeeded in
bringing from a distanoe in the interior,
but from what particular locality I am
fully persuaded every student and pro
fessor was ignorant.".
"I mentioned the fact of the presence
of cadavers to Bichard and suggested his
being present, as it was just possible we
should not 'have another such treat at
least for weeks to come.
"Johnson at once assented, and when
the hour arrived for our departure for
the college and the scene of operations,
he became as joyous as of old. He was
himself again.
"By a great mental effort he had put
away his depressed feeling, and, mercurial-like,
bis spirits became quite ex
uberant. "We entered the theater together.
Upon the marble slabs we saw covered
with large sheets the outlines of two
human forms one much shorter in
stature than the other.
"The professors, surrounded by the
class, but so placed that all could seethe
operation of cutting as it progressed,
first approached the smaller form. It was
that of a light or mulatto boy child. An
hour was spent over the cadaver, opera
tions being confined, leadingly, to the
muscles and nerves of the face.
"When the anatomists had here closed
their present inquiries the body of the
boy was again concealed from view, and
preparations were made to operate on
the yet concealed form of the second sub
ject. "Johnson had momentarily left the
hall, intending to return in a minute at
furthest, but something - detained him
much longer."
"In his absence the covering was re
moved. Before our eyes lay the body of
a girl of apparently not more than 18
years. Even in death her features were
beautiful. They were classical, and
there was an expression of sweetness
about the lips which gave proof that
when animated by the soul that had in
habited tho body they were of a most
winning nature. I am not qualified,
gentlemen," the doctor continued, "to
depict by words of mine the exceed
ing loveliness of the subject that was be
fore us. As a corpse there was nothing
repulsive about it.
''While we stood grouped about the
table, admiring and commenting upon
the youth and physical perfectness of the
cadaver the door opened and Johnson
entered the hall.
' saw him as he approached us.
"He looked for a moment wonderingly
over the shoulders of a stalwart member
of the class who stood near the table,
then with a low exclamation that sent a
thrill of surprise through my entire be
ing, he pushed quite rudely the man
aside and placed himself near the oorpse.
' My God I what a look of horror filled
his eyes!
"He had recognized the features.
" 'Ethel! my Ethel!' he shrieked.
"Throwing his arms about the inani
mate form, he sought to lift it from his
table.
"Some one grabbed has hands. He
fought desperately with a half-dozen
athletio gentlemen to free himself and
seize the body.
"His struggles made him wild, furious,
as
uncontroiiaDie. xiis eyes naa an un
steady look in them, and his shrieks
were so harrowisg.at times so mournful.
that more than one face blanched, and
more than one eye filled with tears.
iroor jonnsom nis reason was un
seated, dethroned iorever. no was a
raving maniac. Efforts were made to
oalm him. It was love's labor lost. To
dav he is as violent as when first attacked
onUhat fatal evening with madness. On
this side of the grave he will die as he
now lives, a mere animal, in an asylum
for the insane. On the other side well,
who knows, who can declare that in the
unknown world he -will be united to his
idol of this.
"Ethel Merline's body was respected.
No ruthless knife made incision in it. It
was returned to the earth, where undis
turbed it will repose until the last atom
of it is disintegrated by the sure process
of nature.
"Gentlemen, my fifteen minutes are
up. What I have told you is a reminis
cence awakened in me by operating on a
patient to-day at the clinic who resem
bles the beautiful cadaver of nearly
a quarter of a century ago."
His listeners drew a long breath when
he brought to a close his story.
Without a word of comment they went
their several ways; but I question if to
this day any of them has forgotten the
sad romance of Ethel Merline. James
Beynolds.
About the Coreaus.
Seoul, the capital of Corea, is in the
northwestern part of the peninsula and
near the Sain, or Hau Biver, being about
sixty miles from its mouth. The old
maps put it directly on the river, but
recent visits have proved that a town
which is near it, and which is on the
river, was probably mistaken, for Seoul
when foreigners were not permitted to
approach near enough to determine its
position. It is about an hour and a
half s walking distance away from the
river, lue capital is awaited city, built
at the foot of a range of hills, and the
site was evidently selected as affording
an easy and natural means of defense,
the hills being in the rear and the river
in front. It is said to contain about six
hundred thousand inhabitants, but the
walls enclose se veral times the area occu
pied by the houses, and after surround
ing the town ascends the hills and form
barrier along the foremost ridges. The
city is divided into four nearly equal
parts by two immense streets which
traverse it at right angles through the
center. Upon these two streets is carried
on the principal business of the place.
The king is a young man of 32, and it
is only since the summer of 1882 that he
has actually been at tbe head i f the
state. Unlike most eastern potentates,
he has but one wife, but at the same
time he may have as many as he chooses.
It is stated that there is no limit to the
royal concubines, but as the queen
keeps a sharp lookout upon her royal
master, they do not lead a life of leisure
and idleness. As all the court dresses,
embroideries and other fancy articles are
maue in the palace, it is but fair to pre
sume that these women find something
with which to occupy themselves.
One of the most curious circumstances
in regard to the king is that he has no
name. He is simply known as "the
king," and not until he dies is a name
given him. He has the power to name
his successor to the throne, and that
successor need not of necessity be the
next of blood. He is .never seen by his
people, and only leaves the palace pre
cincts twice a year, and then for the
purpose of performing religious services
at a temple some half mile away. In
stature he is below the medium
hight; has a handsome, pleasant face.
jet black hair, a light mustache and
imperial of the same color, a white com
plexion, beautiful teeth, and, the most
noticeable of all, dancing black eyes that
seem to be overflowing with merriment.
His state dress is of crimson satin, heav
ily embroidered with golden dragons,
and the dress of the nobles at court is of
a dark green with a square piece of em
broidery on the breast and on the back
representing flying storks. He is always
accompanied by two immense eunuchs,
who are also nobles. Up to the time of
the presentation of General l oote, the
American envoy, in May last, the king
had seen but one other foreigner, Mr.
Yon Mollendorff, minister of customs.
It is the latter's intention, as the gradual
introduction of new ideas will permit, to
have the king appear in public among
the people. He is already prepared for
it, but it is questionable whether the
people are quite ready for such an inno
vation upon their old-established cus
toms.
The queen's household is entirely sep
arate from that of the king, as owing to
the customs of the country, she is sur
rounded by women and can only be seen
by women. She has never been seen by
a foreigner, but is described as being
very beautiful. Before tho arrival of
the wife of the American minister in
Seoul the queen had expressed an ar
dent desire to see ber, but as yet she has
not done so, although she sent eight of
ber ladies in waiting to make a formal
call soon after Mrs. Foote reached there.
So closely were they guarded and con
cealed that no one at the legation save
Mrs. Foote saw them. It is said that
Gorean ladies are -averse to calling,
owing to the fact that they do not wish
their calls returned, because in that case
foreigners might see the low position
they occupv in the social scale and the
degraded condition of their lives. In a
word, the Corean wife, whether or nigh
or low degree, merely occupies tho posi-
tiou of housekeeper ana maiu oi an
work, having no social position what
ever.
Although the Corean women exhibit a
great curiosity to see foreigners, and
can be continually seen peering from be
hind doors and stockades, the soldiers
keep an ever watchful eye on them and
drive them back to a safe distance. On
the ride to Seoul one is often reminded
that bright eyes are watching him from
behind the trees or bushes as he passes
along the road, but woe betide them if
they are discovered by the soldiers, for
they have no hesitation in pursuing them
with the bamboo.
The costume of the men is particularly
adapted to the life of idleness The head
uress consists ox tnree parts, nrst, tne
band which goes about the head, being
stretched as tightly as possible across
the forehead and secured to buttons or
rings just behind the ears; then the inner
hat of horse hair, which id merely a
receptacle for the hair and topknot, and,
finally, the outer hat of bambco, which
resembles somewhat, in width of brim,
the old-fashioned Quaker hat, though
not so large in the crown as tliat was. It
may be mentioned that some of these
hats are very expensive, and can be made
to cost as high as $00. The outer gar
ments oonsiat of a pair Vf baggy trousers
stuck into padded stockings, the latter so
large that they give the wearer the ap
pearance of one suffering from gout in
the feet; above these a cotton jacket, and
over all a robe or gown, which resembles
a lady's morning wrapper as much as
anything else, although it might easily
be mistaken for a nightshirt. J This out
side wrap is tied about the waist, and the
Corean is dressed, except as to the
articles that ho carries with him. First
of all comes the pipe, and this is an
article that no trno Corean is ever with
out. Next, he has attached td his girdle
his chow knife and chop sticks and two
bags. In one of these he carries his
tobacco, and the other contains his
pocketboofe, if he has one, and several
articles for the toilet. He may also
carry an . oil paper cover for his hat, in
case it should rain. If he owns a walch
that is also carried at his girdle as a fob.
Nearly all of the better class wear glasses
of some sort, and these being very large
and set in turtoise shell frames of corre
sponding dimensions, they add another
distinguished mark when in their box
and attached to the belt. Corr. N. Y.
limes.
Smoking Cigarettes.
xn one oi tne schools oi iirooKiyn a
boy thirteen years old, naturally very
quick and bright, was found to be grow
ing dull and ntful. His face was pale
and he had nervous twitchings. He was
obliged to quit school. Inquiry showed
that he had become a confirmed smoker
of cigarettes. When asked why he lid
not give it up, he shed tears and said he
had often tried, but could not. The
growth of this habit is insidious and its
effects ruinous. The eyes, the brain,
the Dervous system, the memory, the
power of application, all are impaired by
it. "It's nothing but a cigarette," is
really "It is nothing but poisin." Ger
man and French physicians have recently
protested against it; and a convention
of Sunday and secular teachers was re
cently held in England to check it. It
was presided over by an eminent surgeon
of a royal eye infirmary, who stated that
many diseases of the eye were directly
caused by it.. Parents, save your chil
dren from this vice if possible, Do not
allow them to deceive you. In future
years they will rise up and bless for re
straining them. It is now known that
old cast-awav cigar stumps are used
in the manufacture of jcigarettes.
Boys are employed to gather them
from hotels, bar-rooms, sidewalks
from wherever they are thrown. Collect
ors buy them of the boys and bend them
to the manufactories by the barrel. JS o
matter how disgusting the spot whence
they are picked whether froia the spit
toons with its filth the foul refuse fiuds
its way into the mouth and nostrils of
the cigarette smoker. Many a smoker
throws away the stump of his cigar be
cause he does not like the flavor of it.
He does not know why the flavor is un
pleasant to him, but it is caused by nico
tine the active principle of tobacco, and
violent poison. This accumulates in
the base of the cigar with every draft of
the smoke, and the man, noticing the un
pleasant flavor, throws the stump away.
This reservoir of nicotine finds its way
into the cigarette, and the person who
smokes it gets in a condensed form the
poison which so often works mischief on
the brain of habitual smokers. Again,
these cigar stubs or any tobacco, for
that matter, that is made intcl cigarettes
is wrapped with paper which contains
a very large per cent, of arsenic or other
deadly poisons, the powers of which ex
ert a deleterious effect upon the tonsils
in fact, the whole throat of J all those
who use them; indeed, it has been found
impossible to cure catarrh in
cigar smokers But even this
inveterate
is not the
worst of it. These cigar stumps have
been in the mouths of all sorts of men
drunkards, fast young men.
roues, whose very kiss, or touch, or even
the pencil they hold in their mouths,
might communicate the foulest and most
fearful disease that comes to a human
being.
The Oldest Steamship Afloat.
While strolling along the J city front
and gazing upon the many objects of in
terest that cluster in and aboc.t the beau
tiful harbor of Victoria, our attention
was directed to a staunoh old craft
moored at Spratt's wharf, whose quaint
style of architecture and well worn prow
proclaimed "a life on the ocean wave" at
once long and eventful. Desiring to
learn more of the venerable steamer, her
very name a synonym of industry, we
determined to search for facts, and to
the courtesy of one of our most promi
nent citizens and business men, Henry
Sanders, we are indebted forthe leading
features of this article.
Nearly half a century ago, when the
great problem of steam navigation was
yet only in the experimental stages of
solution, when the telephone and electric
light were not dreamed of, a vast
concourse of people gathered on the
banks of the Thames to witness the
launching of a brave little j steamship
that was destined soon to traverse the
waters of the two oceans, one of which
was known to many only as being some
where in the region of the sunset, on the
far western shores of the western world.
The then ruling sovereign, William IV.,
and 160,000 of his subjects, including
titled men and women, were present,
watchful observers of the novel and in
teresting event. One of England's - fair
est daughters, wearing a coronet on her
noble brow, broke the traditional bottle
of sparkling champagne, and like the
priestess of Juno invoking the smiles of
"old ocean," baptized this fair child of
the crested wave by tbe name of Beaver.
She was built for the Hudson Bay
company in and was destined to
ply between their several fur-trading
stations on the Pacific coast. The two
engines, of seventy-five horse power, and
the boilers were constructed by the firm
of Bolton & Watt, the latter being a son
of tbe renowned inventor, and the excel
lent condition of her engines to-day
bears convincing testimony to the great
mechanical skill of her builders. As it
was not considered safe to nse steam on
the passage out she was rigged as a brig
and furnished with six nine pound cuns.
Thus equipped, accompanied by a bark
ir. case of accident, and commanded by
Captain Home, she sailed down the
Thames, greeted by encouraging cheers
from the thousands who watched the
progress irom either shore, and which
were heartily acknowledged by booming
salvos from the brazen throats of our
guns. Crossing the Atlantic and being
the nrst steamer that ever doubled Cape
Horn, she sailed up the broad Pacific.
and, leaving her companion far behind.
arrived at the Columbia river twenty-
two days aheau. After calling at
Astoria, then the chief town of
the Pacific - coast, and so called in
compliment to John Jacob Astor, the
New York millionaire, who was also most
extensively engaged in the fur trade,
she got up steam and sailed for Nesqual
ly, the principal station of the Hudson
Bay company on the Pacific, and for
years was employing furs and collecting
furs and carrying goods to and from the
company's various trading posts on the
coast. She next passed into the hands
of the imperial hydrogrsphers, and a
few years since was purchased by tbe
British Towing and Transportation com
pany of this city, and having been refitted
for that service, is to this day regarded
as a most seaworthy and powerful tug
steamer. In conjunction with another
tug-boat this historical vessel had the ill
fated Thrasher in tow at the time of the
accident, which gave rise to the very
protracted litigation known in legal cir
cles as "the Thrasher case," the merits
of which have been submitted for final
adjudication to the .supreme oourt of
Canada.
Doubtless few are living to-day wlio
looktd on in admiring wonder when the
gallant Beaver took her first plunge in
the water. The ruby lips that opened to
utter her name ru baptism are forever
closed, and the ga'lant captain who
prondly commanded on her first voyage
has long since walked the rounds of his
last watch, and sleeps the sleep that
knows no waking. Still, with the tireless
industry characteristic of his prototype,
the Beaver works and works. Re
sources of British Columbia.
A Surprised Englishman.
A good many years ago an English
clergyman traveling through this coun
try was struck by the beauty of a church
which was nearly completed in one of
our larger cities. Entering an open
door, he observed a group of workmen
in the chancel, and addressed the cne
who seemed to be directing tho others:
"Bishop Blank resides here, I be
lieve?"
"Yes."
"Where is the palace?"
"There," pointing to a plain briok
ttweiiinR across tne sweet.
The Englishman was perplexed, being
used to the pomp and lnxury of the lord
bishops at home, who, in their aprons
and lawn sleeves, held an imposing place
in the house of peers.
"Ah h! Now this church? Very
good, indeed. Pure style. Better than
I expected to see in America. Who de
signed this stone work?"
'I did," modestly replied the man.
"The master mason, ehl Who was
your architect?"
"I was the architeot, too," smiling.
"Indeed! Why you are a jack of all
trades. You will tell me you designed
the windows next."
"I did."
The Englishman was amused. He
chatted with tho workman awhile, find
ing him to be singularly modest and
quiet in manner, but he said at last, "I
am going to pav my respects to the
bishop. At what hour will I probably be
admitted?"
"You will find him at home now; lam
the bishop."
Afterward tho Englishman, in telling
the story said: "I learned to know and
reverence him well after that, and I
never knew a man so lacking in self
esteem. Whenever in the canticle I
thank God for the 'holy and humble men
of heart.' 1 think of the American
bishop."
Charles Dickens, when in this country,
was c tiled on to make an address to a
large school. He simply said: "Do all
you can boys, and make no fuss about
it," which is the sum of it all. Youth's
Companion.
The Polite Hotel Clerk.
It has been quite a busy week for local
hotels. More than the usual notable
and distinguished transients have been
here, to say nothing of Ching Ling,
Ding-a-Iiing-a-liing and Hard Pan Shan
and the rest of the Chinese Embassy at
the Grand hotel.
"Intended stoppee here longoe?" said
young Mr. Smith to a celestial swell who
making a pnzzle out of the wooden tooth
picks on the counter.
"Sir," said the Peking man.
"Stopee long in New Yoikee?" re
peated Mr. Smith with a smile brood in
its hospitality and conveying his desire
to be pleasant.
"We shall romain in the city but a
brief period," replied the celestial,
"prior to resumingour journey to Wash
ington." Th9n he walked away, not until he
had left with the junior proprietor of the
Grand oneof his choicest diplomatic
grins and rarest Hongkong bows.
When Mr. Smith ascertained that he
had been talking to a Harvard gradaate
and one who was J'p" in six languages
besides broken China, Le was dumb
founded, and went on the Broadway
side, walked and looked up and down as
if in search of one of those boys who
kicks a Gordon press. Hotel Mail.
The Boston high school girl condemns
the phrase "tumble to the raoket" as vile
slang. She says "precipitate in the di
rection of the clamor," is a more elegant
expression.
ALL SORTS.
What can equal the regularity of the
Brooklyn man who shoved the hands of
his clock twenty-four hours ahead, bo-
cause it ran down the day before.
A little girl at Newport, seeing the
willow phaetons for the first time, ex
claimed, "Why, mamma, everybody
rides out in their clothes baskets
here!"
Extract from a letter from Angelica:
"Dear Henry You ask if I return your
love. Yes, Henry, X have no use for it,
and return it with many thanks. By, by,
Henry."
The published report of a benevolent
society says: "Notwithstanding tbo
large asaount paid for medicine and med
ical attendance, very few deaths oocurred
doring the year."
An exchange has an article entitled "A
Half Hour with the fathers." That's
what the rising generation needs, and it
should be out in the back shed and
thirty-one minutes long.
A country girl wrote to her lover:
"Now, George, don't you fale to be at
tho singing school to-night." Geoige
wrote back that in the bright lexicon of
youth there's no such word as "fale."
A celebrated organist slipped off his
bench recently while .playing a Bach
fugue as a postlude. He was immedi
ately expelled from the ohurch as a Bach
slider, and is now a fugue-tive.
"William," 6aid a teacher to one of his
pupils, "Can you tell me why the sun
rises in the east? "lion t know sir,"
replied William, '"copt if be that the
'east makes everything rise."
A boarder at Eennebunk Port writes
us that she went to the circulating library
and asked if they had tho "Letters of .
Jane Welsh Carlyle," and received tho
reply, "You will get 'em at the post
ofiice." "I tell you," said Poots, "there's an
indescribable sense of luxury in lying in
bed and ringing one's bell for his valet."
"You got a valet? exclaimed 1'oots a
friend. "No," replied Poots, "but I've
got a bell."
The Biblical Recorder says that p.
young colored preacher in a recent ser
mon, wishing to display his learning.
would occasionally nse the word "cur
riculum," and as often as he used- it,
some one of the sisters said "Glory 1"
"Woman's rights!" exolaimed a man
when the subjeot was broached, "what
more rights do they want? My wife
bosses me, my daughter bosses us both.
and the servant girl bosses the whole
family. It's time the men were allowed .
some rights."
He had turned and twisted in his seat
for nearly an hour, vainly trying to make
an impression on the young lady who sat
behind him. At last he asked: "Does
this train stop at Cicero?" 'I don't
know, sir," she quickly replied, adding:
"I hope so, if you think of getting olf
there."
"No.jfleorge, can never return your .
love; I never dreamed you loved so
you should have spoken of it before.
But I cannot return your love. "No,"
moaned the brokenhearted lover as be
grasped his hat, "nor the oysters and ice
cream neither," and lieorge went out
into the wet.
"Yes, said Mrs. Snaggfl, "I left my
husba'hd at home to take care of tha .
baby while I went to the theater. Ho
did not say anything much when I came
home except that I never before looked
so handsome to him, but 1 fonnd out
the next day that our parrot had learned
same horrible words."
Too old: "I understand that you re
ferred to me as a pig, sir, remarked a
pompously elderly gentleman to a young
man who bad spoken disparagingly of
him to a third person. '.'You have been '
misinformed," replied the young man;
"I hope that I know better than to
refer to a person of your advanced ago
as a pig."
A campmeeting convert, rather a
rough specimen of humanity, recently
delivered himself of the following
speech: "Brethern and sisters! I have
been a very bad man; have led a bad
life; indeed, I have been the chief
among sinners, and the one altogether
lovely! His confession was received
with some grains of allowance.
He had at last sorewed his courage up
to the stioking point and had come de
termined to pop the question. is Miss
Blank in?" he asked of the Dew girU
"Indade she is that." "Is she engaged?"
"Bless yer sowl, but you'd think so i
yer could see nor ana a young man on
the parlor sofa just now. jo you want
to see her?" But he had fled.
A traveling mn, noticing a pretty
girl alone in a car, went over in her di
rection and smillingly asked: "Is this
seat engaged, miss?" "No, sir; but I
m j a a 1
am. and ne is going to get on at tne
the next station." "Oh ah indeed
thanks beg-pardon " and he picked
up his feet after stumbling over them,
and went into the smoking car to be
alone for a while.
Something usual: "I feel so worried
about Charles!" sighed Mrs. Wildhos
band. "Its getting late, sure enough,"
said sister Kate, looking at tbe clock;
but I guess nothing unusual has hap
pened." "That is what frets me," re
plied Mrs. Wildhutband: "I am afraid
something usual has happened to
Charles."
Regrets: Miss Gnshington (to young
widow whose hnsband had left a large
fortune) "That is the 1-th mourning
costume I have seen you wear in three
days and each lovelier than the other."
Young widow "Oh, my dear, I have 40 .
but such a bother as they were to have
made! At one time I almost wished poor
dear Georgj hadn't died."
"Is this train to stop at Neponset?" a
passenger asked a conductor of the Old
Colony road the other forenoon. "No,
sir," was the reply, "no stops between
South Braintree and Boston." "Why,
how's that?" said the surprised inquirer;
"you used to stop there; you did the
last time I came up." The conductor
was puzzled. "Guess you aro wrong,"
he said, "but when wis that time?"
"Well," replied the passenger, "I can't
say exactly. And after a moment's
thought be continued, "It was when I
built my bam sometimeduring the war.''
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