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"Prosent arms!'' There they aro
Both stretched out to me
Strong anil steady, smooth andMTihtto,
1'air as anus can bo.
"Ground arnn !" On the floor,
lacking up his tovi",
Bronkiiig.all within'hW reach,
Busiest of boys.
"Itlht wheel!" ofT his cart;
"Left wheel!" too, all gone;
Dorset's head is broken off,
Horsey' a head is torn.
"Quick stop!" Forward march
Crying, too, ho comes ;
Had a battle with the eat
"Cratched of lfo my funis!"
'.lonlder arms!" hero at last,
Bound my neck theyxtose,
Boor little soldier boy
Of to quarters goes.
Army and Navv Journal
"1 HOBERFIL CURE."
"What'o that blitck figuro ngin the
white snow?: asked Mrs. Gctchey, fit
ting on her far-sighted specs, tis sho sat
nt the window upon a threatening Mon
day morning.
"Thatl" said Aurilla Aim. "Why,
that'sMr. Dorking n-hanging cut the
clothes!"
"Mr. Dorking!" repeated Mrs. Get
choy. "Why, whore's Mariar?"
Her dnughter-in-law, Aurilla Ann,
-indulged in a short, snorting laugh.
"Up stairs in bed, I calculate," said
'she.
"Sick?" said Mrs. Gctchey, iii nc
cents of concorn.
"No moro'n I ntn !" said Aurilla Ann,
shaking the tablo cloth out of the but
tery window, so that tlio long-lcggod
Brahma fowls might havo tho benefit of
any stray crumbs which might bo go
ing. "Cranky, Hint's all. Sho always
was as odd as Dick's hat-band."
"Eh?"
Mrs. Gretchoy, a Western woman,
was evidently unversed in local allu-
ions.
"Don't you know?" said Aurilla Ann,
with a chuckle. "Dick's hat-bund,
that went half way around, and tied in
tho middlo?"
"Oh!" said Mrs. Grelchoy. "But
Mariar Dorking used to ba as smart,
stirring a women as over I see."
"She's took a notion t'other way, ol
late," said Aurilla Ann. "I declaro, I
noverinall my life felt as sorry as I
do for Daniel Dorking. He's dretful
peaceable, good tempered man, and
Mariar treats him real mean. Ho does
nil tho work of tho honso himself, oven
to the washing and ironing, because
Mariar chooses to fancy herself sick;
and I jest wish you could seo tho poor
man's shirts! Besides, thoro's tho mill
to seo arter, und tho farm work, though
of course that last ain't so heavy this
time o' year. But it's too much for one
man, let alone the worry of it."
"Ain't they able to hire no help?" said
Mrs. Getchoy, who had fallen buck on
her knitting-work.
"Why, of course thoy bo!" Aurilla
Ann made nnswer. "But Mariar won't
have no help about the houso."
"That's rather hard on Daniel, ain't
it?" said Mrs. Getchoy.
"Well, I should think so," replied her
sou's wife, piling fresh kuots of wood
under tho wash boiler, preparatory to
her Monday's work.
While the neighbor who, unconscious
ly to himself, was tho subject of so much
olioitudo among the surrounding fami
lies, hung out his last wet and llapping
sheet, secured it by a battered clothes
pin, and hastened, with blue noso and
frozen fingers, into tho houso.
"Maria!" ho spoke up tho stairway,
"which wound around nnd around like' a
wooden eoekserow "Maria !"
"Well?" sighed a mournful voice.
"Shan't I make you a little buttered
toast?"
"I don't care for no buttered toast,"
returned tho funereal strains.
"Or fry yean egg? Do try an egg,
Maria with a shaving o' bacon and
some cofl'ee! Yo must eat, Maria, or
yell break down, lor my sake, Maria,
cat something.
Only u sigh was thp response.
But Dauiol Dorking made tho coffee,
nnd fried tho little slice of bacon, with
its accompanying eggs, speedily carry
ing the tray up stairs, where ho opened
the door by means of a gentle impetus
with his foot.
Maria occupied tho best roomiu the
house, that wns very evident.
A rag carpet, woven in gray maroon
and yellow strips, covered the floor; a
cheerful wood iiro blazedn the chim
ney; tho window was curtained with
Turkoy red ; and Mrs. Dorking, propped
up on a pile of feather pillows, was
surrounded with a variety of devotional
books, a camphor bottlo, and a fan.
"The washin' is all out, Maria," said
poor, little Mr. Dorkin;"and I've wiped
up the floor, nnd set tho kettle of veg
etables back, whora it'll simmer and not
burn. And now I'll just step over to
tho flower mill.
"And leave mo all alone, Daniel?"
said his wife, lugubriously.
"The mill has got to be seen to, now
that Eliab Johnson has gone on his wed-ding-trip,"
said Dorking. "And a man
can't be in two places at once, Maria, yo
know. "
"Oh, well, it don't mntter, said Mrs.
Dorking, with a melancholy sniff.
"I'm only a poor creetur, I shan't both
er nobody very long. "
"Hev a little more bacon, Maria?"
soothed her husband.
But Mrs. Dorking, who had already
eaton enough bacon for a working man,
both the fried eggs, a slice of bread and
butter, and drank about a pint of cofleo,
shook her head, and fell back on "Her
Tey's Meditations Among the Tombs."
"I won't be gone long," said Daniel,
cheerfully. "And I'll fetch a bit o'
fresh meat toccok for dinner. P'rap3
you'd fancy n steak or a chop. Salt
meat's a gettin' sort o' monotonous.
But Mann declined to notice this re
mark at all, nnd poor Daniel crept awav
believing himself a heartless poltroon
and his wifs niorsrcuted angel.
"1 don't see how on earth I'm going
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to got niong iius way, saw sue. Xhoni
clothos is friz ns still as boards, and
ought to bo took in and dried round
tho stove; nnd tho chickens nin't been
fod, nnd tho soft, soaps spilin', and the
apples need to be picked over, and tho
potatoes is all spilin' down cellar, and
inv stockings is lull o holes, cobble em
as I will, nnd Marin won't hear to no
hired help. And my nenralgy wns pret
ty bad last night. I'm most afeniv.l
I'm goin' to break down. I've half a
mind to go over and talk to Getchoy's
folks about it.
Tt was just a week nfterward that tho
younger Mrs. fcGetehcy made her ap
pearanco in tho bedroom of the melan
choly Mrs. JJorKing,
"How aro yon feelin' to-dav?" she
asked, in tho carefully modulated ac
cents oi sjmpathy.
Mrs. Dorking shook her head back
ward and forward nmong tho pillows
with closed eyes.
"I'm mis'able, thnnkep,"sho sai.l
"It must bo n comfort to vou havin
Abby .lane here," said Mrs. Uotehey,
neating herself in tho splint-bottomed
arm-chair beside tho bed.
"Havin who?" said Mrs. Dorking
opening her eyes wide.
"Whv, Abbv Jane tho young worn'
an your husband's got down stairs to
hell) witli tho housowork, you know,"
explained Mrs. uetehey.
Mrs. Dorking sat up in bed
"A young woman," sho repeated, "to
help with tho housowork.'"
Mrs. Getchov nodded.
"D.ui'l wasn't goin' to say nothin
about it to you, said she. "Ho ealoU'
latod it would onlv fret nnd worry you
But ho found he couldn't get along and
do every thing himself. And Abby .Tano's
right smart. I jest wish you could see
how white tho clothes is out on the
lines. And how nice she's scoured ui
tho kitchen tins nnd bleached tho old
curtains nnd polished tho brnss candle
sticks ! She's a one to turn off work, now
I tell you!
"Well "ejaculated Mrs. Dorking.
"She's n bakin' pics, now," said Mrs
Getchoy ; "dried apple, with plenty of
fennel seeds; nnd pumpkin, nnd acran
berry tart for Elder Swift. Elder Swift
is to bo here to tea, and lie s dreadful
partial to cranborry tarts and short
cake."
Mrs. Dorking turned very red in tho
face
"Invitin' company, bo thoy?" said
sho; "and cookin, a lot o' things in my
own house and never consul tin' mo!
Him and his hired gal, indeed !"
"Dan'l calculnted you wns too fooblo
to bo bothered," said Mrs. Gretchoy,
consolmglv.
"I nin't so feeble ns he'd liko to make
out that I bo!" muttered Mrs. Dorking.
"1 was a tluiikin a spell ago about sit
tin' up a little while. Just hand mo my
olockings, will you, Aurilla Ann?"
"I wouldn't try to sit up," said Aurilla
Ann ; you ain t ablo.
"Yes, I l)o !" snapped tho lmnchon
drinc. "Who's tho best judgo of mv
feelings, you or moi What sort of a
lookin' gal is this that's bossin' my
kitchen while JLm in bed?"
"As pretty as a pink," said Mrs.
Gctchey ; "cheeks as red as peonies;
hair as black as n coal; and she slops
oil as light as a thistledown."
"Humph!" said Mrs. Dorking,
"Give mo my double gown, Aurilla
nn. 1 mean to seo arter this business
myself; and if Daniel Dorking thinks
I'm goin' to put up with such treatment
as this "
"Better tako my arm," suggested
Mrs. Getchoy.
But tho Into invalid lmpationtly re
ject sd her offered assist aneo.
"Lemmo nlono!" said she; "I can
walk as well as ever I could. Whv
shouldn't I?"
And Mrs. Dorking went down stairs
into tho sitting-room, whero her spouse
sat very close to a pretty young woman,
both engaged m examining tho pases of
& "Universal Atlas."
Mr. Dauiel'Hhand rested familiarly on
the pretty girl's shouldor, and tho pret
ty girl's braids of blank hair were closo
to Daniel's own iron gray locks.
"Daniel !" almost shrieked Mrs. Dork
ing, "I'm astonished at you, that I bo!"
Daniel Dorking started up, with an
exclamation of surprise; the atlas fell
from tho protty girl's kneo.
Why, " cried the farmer, "it's Maria !"
"les, its Maria!" enunciated Mrs.
Dorking; "and about tho last person in
tho world that you wanted to see, I
guess!"
"But, to her surprise, Daniel Dork
ing's face relaxed none of its beaming
cheerfulness
Tho pretty girl, instead of fleoing
guiltily from the room, camo forward
with out-stretched hands.
"WTon't you kiss mo, Maria?" said
sho.
"I?" gasped Mrs. Dorking. "Kiss
you!"
"It's Jenny, "said Daniol; "ray young
est sister, Abigail Jane, from tho ohW
farm at homo. I wrote to hor how bad
off we were here, and she's come, bless
her little heart, to stay all winter with
us. Wo was goin' tosurpriso you, as
soon as you folt a littlo particle bettor.
But we didn't expect any such good
luck as your oomin' down stairs your
self, did we, Jennie?"
"No, indeed! smiled the pretty girl,
"But now that you are hero, Maria, we'll
make you comfortablo!"
Mrs. Dorking now turned to Mrs.
Getchey.
"You never told me sho was Daniel's
sister, from Vermont," said she.
"You nevor gave mo timo," said Au
rilla Ann, with an odd spark under her
eye-lashes.
That -vas tho way in which Mrs. Dan
iel Dorkiug was beguiled down stairs;
and sin never "took to her bed" again.
But neithor was she ever known to ad
mit tliLt sho was fanciful and foolish.
No, no! Mrs. Daniol Dorking was not
to be caught in that trap. Sho always
alluded to that season as "tho timo of
my dreadful illness 1" and tho doctor
called it "a wonderful cure," and sent in
a big bill.
"I gun's wo were tho true doctors!"
thmimif Mis. flnti.1i.iv ntnl .1 nntiin llnp.
Iciac. looking nrchlv &l each othai. M
Helen Forrest Graves.
Things in General.
Some idea of what a lirst-elasii iron
clad licet wchl cost the United States
may be obtained from a few French fig
ures: An ironclad was launched at
L'Orient last month which had been
nine years building, and cost '20,(100,000
francs, or about $4,000,000. It will
tnke nnother year to lit this costly ves
sel for action."
More than 2,000 yl-ars beforo Christ
glass was mado with a skill which
showed that the nrt wns old. It is sup
posed to havo been known to tho Ante
diluvians. The receipts of tho greatest day of
the Centennial wero $118.(57;!, while the
best day of tho New Orleans cnterpriso
has brought only $11,000, hardly more
than half tho avorago daily receipts in
Philadelphia.
Lemons sell nt wholesalo in Now Or
leans for less than ono-third of a cent
apiece; cocoanuts, ;) cents; bananas ro
tail at 15 to 75 cents a bunch; Louisi
ana oranges $1 a barrel; sugar, 1 to (
lb., for 'J5 cents, largo oysters on half
shell, 1) dozen for 25 ctnts, very lino
and fat. Everything else is corres
pondingly cheap, except butter nnd
poultry.
Spools aro nindo in immense numbors.
Ono factory turns out 100,000 gross a
day and consumes 2,500 cords of birch
wood annually. The number of yards
ot cotton on a spool is determined by
tho size of the spool. Tho cotton is
never mensural, but tho spool is gauged
to hold 100, 200 or 500 yards.
There aro about 200,000 commercial
travelers m this country. Their averago
salary is $1,500 a year and expenses.
Over 25,000 belong to associations for
mutual protection, life insurance, etc.
Tho authorities of Bock Island, S. C,
havo prohibited bicyclo riding on tho
principal streets between the hours of
t) ij'clook in tho morning and 5 in tho
afternoon.
Invalids who depend upon cod-liver
oil to sustain their vital forces should
be careful to get a pure article. Cot
ton seed oil is now doing for tho cod
livor product what it long since accom
plished in tho matter of olivo oil.
The City of Mexico has 10 daily pa
pers. They correspond in size, general
nppearanco and typographical accuracy
with third-class daily papers in tho
United States, but are far behind them
in gonoral management.
"Inover know a thing to bo right that
I havo not fought for gladly, and I
have never asked whether it would
mako mo popular or unpopular," said
Mr. Beecher to his congregation the
other day.
A groat many persons think tho capi
tal of Louisana is Now Orleans. This
is incorrect. By tho Stato constitution
adopted in 1879 tho seat of government
was changed from inow Orleans to
Baton Bouge.
Stories of tho performances of ele
phants which aro making their annual
round indicato that tho circus is again
on its flourishing way. Elephants nro
crossing bridges with their usual cau
tion, aro stealing apples frcm tho street
corner on their procession, are know
ingly performing wonders. There is
no chance for tho monkey when the
elephant begins to movo and tho spring
heralds its coming.
A letter describing tho markets of
Tew Orleans says that everything is
sold by the eyo, and there is noatanlard
of measure. Nine-tenths of the hun
dreds who soli in tho noted French
market of tho city do not know what a
bushel or a peck is. Thoy buy their
vegetables by tho lot ar.d place them on
little piles on tables. These piles
aro of different sizes and prices. The
buyer looks nt the piles and buys that
I . I . 1. LI ? I l , i i
which no iiiiuKs is uiggest nnu best.
Sometimes buckets and boxes are used
to measure, but thoy aro of all kinds
and shapes.
An Historic Cannoii-IalL
Portsmouth (Va.) Lottor Is Boston Transcript.
Wo found tho old St. Paul's erected
150 years ago, almost tho only building
that escaped tho great conflagration of
tho town in 177(1. It is an object of
much interest, is built of brick, and tho
walls havo the bluish-glazed appear-
nnco caused, it is said, by extra heating
ot tno Kiln; ana tnoro, threo feet below
the caves, in ono corner, on tho sido
facing tho river, half imbedded, was tho t
famous cannon ball. When the flssuro
was first discovered the ball was missing.
It was supposed to havo boon displaced
by the heating of tho walls when the in
terior of tho ohurch was burned in tho
war of the Involution. About eighty
years after, a man having an idea of
causo and ellect, given tho hole, rea
soned that tho object that caused it
must bo somowhero in the vicinity, and
digging m tho ground below tho spot
was rowarded by finding tho identical
ball fired into the town by tho Britishers
ho many years ago. It weighed twenty
pounds and a half, but it was thought
its weight had been diminished by cor
rosion and that it was originally a
twenty-four-pound shot. It was after
wards cemented into tho original cavity.
and there it rests, amidst the ivy, and,
as the books say, is a "fit and "lasting
monumont of British folly and oppres
sion."
Anthracito coal was first used as
fuel m tho United States by two Con
necticut blacksmiths, named Gore, in
17C8-9: first used as domestic fuel by
Judgo Jesso Fell, of Wilkes Bnrro,
Pa., in 1808, Ono authority credits
Father Honnonin with being the dis
coverer of coal in this country About
the year 1CS0.
o
LITE IN HAVANA.
The Social Xilfe nnSQCurlons Customs of
the Cubans at Homo Extravagant Ways
of Doing" Things.
Prom a Havana Letter in the New Haven
Courier.
The Cuban matches aro way bohind
the age. I have never yet succeeded in
lighting or.o without burning tho tips of
my lingers, nnd have concluded that
their ono redeeming virtuo is the per
sistency with which thev burn when
once lighted.
No true-born
o
Cuban will carry his
satchel to tho depot, however small it
may be, or however short the distaii'-o.
I hear refined ladies ejaculating "Dios
mio!"or "Jesus!" or "Ave Maria Puris
siina!" over tho slightest occurrence
with the same innocent nonchalance
with which 1 hnvo heard tho French
Indies sty "Mon Dieu!" and the German
ladies say "Mein Gott?" This fashion
of making common use of names that aro
sncred is demoralizing the world over.
The Moslem wondera "if God is go
ing to have it rain to-day," and oven
tho Bedouin robber prays that "tho
peace of God may rest upon you;"
nnd this show of piety has robbed
sacred themes nf nil their power with
those people. Tho Catholic church
hns gone further in Cuba, and oven the
streets, tho stores, the people, tho ships,
the sugar plantations nro named after
saints or Christian virtues. As in Can
ton. China, tho translated names of
some of tho streets aro high sounding
in tho extreme, as for instauco that of
tho street of Pious Works." Hotels,
brick-yards, jails, regiments and tobac
co shops all advertise themselves under
such titles as Sacred Heart, Faith,
Hope, Charity, Conception, Annuncia
tion, etc.; whilo likely enough tho pro
prietor's first uamo was Jesus. Thus
the peoplo como to bo careless in tho
uso of hallowed names, although a ca
pacity for literal profanity is not ono
of tho accinplisluuonts of tho Spr.nish
lnnguago.
Whatever tho peoplo do thoy do ex
travagantly. I have soen a young man
with threo monster gold rings on ono
littlo llngor; and both ladies nnd men
plaster their faces with powder till thoy
look ghastly boyond description,
If you look into tho sitting room of a
woll-to-do family you will observe two
long rows of cauo seat rocking-chairs,
placed exactly opposite) each other, and
leading usually to a window. Tho ar
rangement has nn nspect of stillness
which you will at onco feel; but this as
pect of stiffness is sonsibly omphasizod
when you learn that it is an inflexible
Cuban rulo for the ladies to sit in ono
row and tho gentlemen in the othor.
Thoro is no twilight in Cuba. Tho sun
drops redly out of sight in tho gulf,
and -it is night. Tho day has no aftor
niath; tho stars hurry to supply tho
placo of tho departed orb, and away to
tho south tho southern cross augmonts
their industrious twinkling.
Ono would think Havana harbor
would bo full of excursion steamers,
but I havo never beon ublo to find ono.
Tho Havaneso havo not yot discovered
this popular American varioty of amuso
mont. Naturo is very kind to the lower ani
mals in theso latitudes. Tho hair of tho
pig comes out, leaving him slcok and
shining, whilo tho wool of tho sheep un
dergoes a chango in texture. But na
turo does not single out tho Cuban hen
for such favors. On tho contrary, tho
feathers of tho hen remnin as numerous
as anywhoro elso, and in viow of tho fact
that there is no cold weather, tho hen
is deluded into laying all tho year
around, hor product being such dim
mutivo eggs as you may seo at any
bodega in town.
It is customary to koop tho volnnto
and the family horsos in an apartment
in tho houso.
You will have no difficulty, if you aro
out bright nnd early any morning, in
soeing the Cuban milkman about sup
plying his round of patrons. Ho drives
his milch kino beforo him from houso
to house, nnd dirocts tho lacteal stream
into such a dish ns tho family may pro
vide, right in tho presence of tho house
maid. Thus the citizens aro assured of
an undiluted liquid, though I somotimes
fancy I would profor to hnvo tho pro
duct of thoso emaciated, bruised Cuban
cows diluted and that vory sensibly.
I havo seen tho sanio system in other
countries, notably with goats instead of
cows in tho cities of Athens and Cairo.
Gambling is as popular horo as in
Now Orleans, and I guess more so, nl
though I havo not entered any dens
analagous to thoso of the Hue Boyalo
aa yet. Monto is tho only gumo pro
hibited by law.
Tho atrect cries aro extraordinary,
though not to bo compared with thoso
of Japan. You will not hoar thom at
all, perhaps, at one of tho swell hotels,
any moro than thoso of Yokohama in
ono oIq tho foroign hostelries thoro.
But once got into real Havana, and you
will fancy a riot must bo browing. You
hurry down stairs expecting to witnoss
some shocking atrocity, but find that it
is only tho man with fruit, onions, or
eggs for salo, complacently notifying
his run of customers of his readiness to
servo them. Sometimes ho is on foot
loaded down, and again ho is accom
panied by a shambling old crato of a
horso who bears tho bunions whilo his
master does the bawling.
Akin to this is tho method of signall
ing by a shrill hiss so common in Paris.
Tho nowsboy a block away, tho cabmnu
on tho other sido of tho stroet, tho wait
er at tho further end of tho cafo, aro all
bummoned by tho overlasting "Ps t!"
And, strango to say, thoro is a penetrat
ing quality in tho signal whereby it
may bo heard abovo all tho rattlo and
roar of tho stroet traffic, and at timos
whon an ordinary "Halloa!" would bo
impotent.
I cannot educato mysolf out of notic
ing small things, and must therefore
confess that it always makes mo mad to
seo tho natives wear tho heols of thoir
shoes flattoned under tho heel of tho
foot after tho heathenish fashion of tho
Turks and Arabs.
Of courso there is a perfect passion
for military display.
And yet I havo not witnessed a drill
cr parade yct that wns equal to the
average amateur torch-light procession
in Amcricau political campaigns. The
bayonets point everywhere nnd nowhere
in particular, and tho dangling arms
suggest motions such a Floridn tree
moss might bo supposed to mako when
agitated by a shifting cyclone. The
Cubans pay nearly twenty-five jffillions
ayear to keep up this empty show.
I believe it is in bad taste in the States
for a person to say "3Iiss" in the case of
a married lady. ''.Senorita" amy bo
used instead of "Senora," however, and
tho person addrosscd accepts it as ono of
tho fulsome compliments which the?o
people are alwavs bestowing.
Beggars nro numerous, though not to
tho extent characteristic of most tropic
countries. I havo seen ono Chinese
leporby the wayside craving alms.
Gorgeous-plumed peacocks practice
their unearthly screeches on tho roof
tops, ungainly buzzards wander over
the suburban fields, and jerky green
li.ards'aro liable to leap upon your hat
when you sit down under a tree.
THE BULI, HUH" ROUT.
How tho Gallant Boys Came Back from
the First Battle of Mannsses.
from Advance Sheets of S. S Cox's "Threo
Doeades of federal legislation."
With bated breath Congress awaits
tho issue. Its business lags. Its mem
bers gossip in thn rear of tho se.its
nnd in the cloak-rooms. At longth des
patches come. They aro read at the
Clerk's desk. Then Bull Bun comes
in preceded by tho Pickwny cont mo
tor's cattle on a stampede. Then como
intelligent contrabands nnd an incon
gruous array of wearied soldiers in
muddy uniforms. What of tho Sena
tors and Boprosontatives? Chandler,
Wado, Bichardson, Logan, Gurley
Morris and Biddlo return safely. Ely
is borno by his resistless patriot
ism, darkly and fearfully nfar.
Tho Black Horso Cavalry of tho
enemy carry him intoBiehmond. Lib
by Prison receives him, and his good
ness of heart and nmplo means ennblo
him to aid his fellow-prisoners. Mr.
Biddlo relates how his company had
been charged upon by wild rider and
nnd snblo horses; "It soomod," said ho,
in ndoliboratelv penned description, "as
if the very devil of panic and cowardico
seized every mortal soldier, officer, cit
izen and teamster. No officer tried to
rally tho soldiers, or do anything, ox
cept to spring and run toward Centro
villo. There never was anything liko
it for causeless, sheer, absoluto, absurd
cowardice, or rather panic, on this mis-,
erablo earth before. Off thoy wont,
ono and all; oil' down tho highway,
ovor across ilolds towards tho woods,
anywhoro, everywhere, to escape.
Well, tho further thoy ran the moro
frightened thoy grow, and although wo
moved on as rapidly as wo could, tho
fugitives passed us by scores. To cn
ablo them bettor to run, thoy throw
away their blankets, knapsacks,
canteens, and finally muskots, car-tridgo-boxes
and everything elso,
wo called to them, tried to toll them
thoro was no danger, called them to
stop, implored them to stand. Wo
called them cowards, denounced thorn
in tho most offensive terms, imtout our
heavy revolvers and troatoned to shoot
them, but all in vain; a cruel, crazy,
mad, hopeless panic possessed them,
and communicated to ovorybody about
in front and rear. Tho heat was awful,
although now about nix; tho men woro
exhausted, their mouth gaped, their
lips cracked and blackened with tho
powder of tho cartridges thoy had bit
ton off in tho battlo, thoir oyes start
ing in fronzy; no mortal ovor saw such
a mass of ghastly wrotches. As wo
camo on, borno along with tho mass,
unable to go ahead or pauso, or draw
out of it, with tho street blocked with
Hying baggage-wagons, beforo and bo
hind, thundering and crashing on, wo
were overy moment oxposod to imminent
danger of boing ujiset, or crushed,
or of breaking down; and for tho
first timo on this strango day I felt a
littlo sinking of tho heart and doubt,
whother we could avoid destruction in
tho immonso throng about us; and
nothing but the remarkable skill of our
driver and tho strongth of our carriage
and enduranco of our horses saved us.
Another sourco of peril besot us. As
wo passed tho poor, demented, ex
hausted wretches, who could not climb
into tho high, closo baggago-wagons,
thoy mado frantic efforts to get on to
and into our carriago. They grasped
it evorywhoro and got on to it, into it,
ovorit and implored us evory way to
take them oft'.''
No moro graphic picturo has pinco
beon presented of tho race of this army
from an imaginary pursuit. Tho pencil
of a David could not do it justice. No '
colors can bo harmonized for such a
chaos. Do Quincy's "Flight of a Tarfiir
Tribo" is far loss veracious and not moro
tli riling.
Sonator Vost's Roniarkablo Doff.
Washington Let tor to tho Memphis Appeal.
"I hnvo a dog," said Sonator Yost,
who had just hoard a precocious crow
story, "who is very sagacious. Ono
morning ho watched intently whilo a
negro boy blackoned my shooa. Tho
following morning ho came to where I
was sitting with a blacking brush in his
mouth. You may not bolievo it, but
that dog got down on bis haunches, spit
on my shoos, took tho brush in his teeth
and rubbed away liko n houso on ilro.
But I must admit that ho did not get up
much of a polish, Ono Sunday, whilo
I was living at Sodalia, this dog fol
lowed mo to church. I noticed that ho
watched overy movomont of the preach
er. That aftornoon I heard a terrible
howling of dogs in my backyard. I
wont out to sou what was the mattor.
My dog was in the woodshed, standing
on his hind legs in an old dry goods box.
He hold down a torn almanac with ono
foropaw nnd gesticulated wildly with
tho other, while ho swayed his head
and howled to an audioucu of four other
dogs, even moro sadly that tho preachor
I heard that morning." Tho narrator
of tho crow story "throw up the
spongo."
Tho Locomotive m Winter.
3tcclianic.il Kngineor.
A locomotivocabin winter is dreary
placo. It is badjin day timo, but on
n winter night, when tho snow flies
fast, tXfc locomotive cab is n good placo
to keep out of. Even in tho day it 13
imiwssiblo to sconnything if a snow
form prevails. Tho rails run right up
nto tho nir. Nothing can bo soon
ahead but a jumpjng-off jilace. Tho
windows nro frozen up or covered ''Qth
snow, and from innumerable cracks and
crevices aronnd tho floor whero it joina
tho boiler como draughts that bito nnd
sting. Tho engine caws liko a crow
haugh, haugh, now fast, now slow, ac
cording as the drift cover tho track or
uncover it for a brief space, nnd when
it strikes a drift it throws tho snow in.
blinding clouds nil over itself, just as
tho spray flies over a Tessel shipping ft
sen. Tho track is rough, for tho frost
has disturbed it, nnd the engino lurches
nhend, staggering to nnd fro liko a
drunken man. i
There nro few moro improssivo
spectacles in tho world thnn a power
ful locomotive laboring through a
heavy snow storm. To tho observer
besido tho track it looms up through
gloom trotnomdous and awful. Tho
locomotive seems tho embodiment of
the Death Angel, moving swiftly nnd
noisolessly. Tho snow has muffled tho
whir of tho rolling friction of tho
wheels on the rnils, nnd tho trnin glides
by liko tho unsubstantial pngeant of n.
dream. Witli its black breath, ita
snorts of fire, its hoarse voice, it ia
truly Apollpon, tho destroying nngel,
nnd the mnu must be unimprcssihlo in
deed who does not feel a thrill at its
advent.
Tho Elasticity of Natural Law.'
"Wo may mako a fetish out of law nnd
then wo havo simply a scientific supers
tition. Provo that a certain fact cannot
be, nnd next year you may need to
melt your stereotype plates and writo a
new book to show how it must bo.
Granted n mind within and back of
nnturo, and that mind can always uso
nature's laws to fulfill its will. Prayori
for rain is at onco sot down to-day ns a
mere superstition, yot man can createj
rain. Evory one knows how it is apt to
follow a battlo. A Fronch savnnt do-t
sired somo timo since to contract with
tho govornmont to securo rain when
ever needed, in specially parched dis-J
tricts, by a liboral uso of artillory. "Wo
may yet como to havo established in onrj
States buroaus of what Homor would'
hnvo called "rian compellcrs." Can-j
not tho highor powers do what
man can do in tho way of using natnro.a
laws? I do not caro to pray for rain,
becanso I think that naturo is being
administered far moro wisely than tho
wisest man could administer it, but
when I am told that it is a rolio of su'
pcrstition I am declined to amilo. A
good deal of rubbish is talked to-day
about tho impossibility of altoring na
turo b action without producing incalcu
ablo disorder. Ono might imagino, to
hear somo learned mon talk, that if a
suffering peoplo's cry for rain wero ao
tinlly hoard ano answorcd, and a re
freshing thundor storm rolled up, tho
overlnstmg order of tho univorso would
bo broken up. Is thoro, thon, no elas
ticity in naturo's mochanism? Such a
season as that through which wo havo
passed might woll then bring about an
ond of tho world. Bov. Hobor Now
ton. i
How tho Xiamu Maro Mado him
Rich.
In 1873 tho Rov. A. B. Scntt was
pastor of tho Methodist church at Bidgo
bury, Orango county, N. Y. Ho was a
lover and a judgo of good horso flesh,
but was too poor to indulgo his likings J
in tho matter, no owned a black mnro
whioh was badly disfigured by a kneo
swollon to threo times its natural sizo.
Tho animal would not havo brought $50
at an outBido figuro, but Dominio Soutt
behoved that she cunio from good stock,
hor pedigreo, according to him, boing
tho Mulbco horso as sire, and her dam.
by Abdallah. Ho was anxious to got a
colt from her by a good horse, and
finally had hor bred to "Wood's stallion
Knickerbocker. Abiut tho timo tho
colt was foaled Dominio Soutt was pros
tratod by paralysis. Ho was ponniless,
and could not pay for tho services of
tho stallion. Wood thought bo woll of
tho colt that ho discharged tho dobt
and gnvo tho dominio $100 bosides for
tho littlo frisker. This colt woh sold in
Georgia, where it was trained. It
provod to bo vory fast.
Sinoo then tho big kneed mnro has
boon bred fivo times to Knickerbocker.
Tho second colt is n black stallion which
last year yiolded Dominio Scutt $1,5Q0
in the stud, and was driven, after trott
ing six miles, a milo in 2:20 r on a live
eighths of n milo track. This horso is
known as Dom Pedro. Tho third colt
Dominio Scutt traded for a farm near
Binghamton, n portion of whioh ho sold
for 1,500, and has nn offer of $12,500
for tho romaindar. Tho other two colts
bolong to tho dominio, and aro valued
at $1,500. Sho still lives at tho ago of
20.
Ono of tho finest housos on tho most
fashionable streets in San Francisco is
tho rosidonco of Mr. and Mrs. Portor
Asho, who havo just returned from.
Europe, and, boing now peoplo on tho
avonuo, their story has boon raked up.
Fivo yoars ago, Porter Asho was a law
yer's olork, and too poor to Btnoko, or
drink, or indulgo in any of the gontlo
mnnly vices. Ho foil in lovo with Miss
Amy Crocker, and asked her mother for
hor, but thn old kdy was opposed to tho
match. The couplo ran away aud got
marriod. Thogonorous mother cnlled
hor children back, forgavo and blessed
them with a present of $100,000, and
Berrt thorn off travelling. On their re
turn, lately, sho mado thorn u present
of a $500,000 mansion, and told them to
live in it nnd ba happy, ghat's tba
proper way to forgivo and blew runa
way children. The Ashes ought to glow
with gratitudo and nover grow oold.