e The Oregon Scout. VOL. II. UNION, OEEGON, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 20, 1885. NO, 13. THE OEEGON SCOUT. An Independent weekly Journal, Issued every Saturday by JONES & CHANCEY, Publlehers and Proprietors. A. K. Jokks, 1 Editor, i J B. CnANCKT, ( Foreman. ItATESOF SUnSCUIPTION: One copy, ono year ?l CO ' " Six months l no " " Three months 75 Invariably cash In advance Rates of advertising- made known on appli cation. Correspondence from all parts of tho county solicited. Address all communications to A. K. Jones, Editor Orcjron Scout, Union, Or. Lodge Directory. Guard ItONiiB Vaiaby Lodoe, No. fifl. A. V. and A. M. Meets on the second and fourth Saturdays of each month. O. F. Hell, W. M. C. E. Davis, Secretary. TToton Lowie, No. 39. 1. O. O. F. Iletrular meetings on Friday evenings of ench week at their hall in Union. All brethren in good standing are invited to attond. Ily order of tho lodiro. S. W. LON'd, N. G. G. A. Thomvson, Socy. Cliurrli Directory. M. E. Citrncii Divine peivlco every Sunday at 11 a. m and T p. in. Sunday school at 3 p. m. Prayer meeting every Thursday evonlng at6:30. IIkv. Andeuson, Pastor. I'ltEsnvTSRiAK CiimtCH Ilcgular church sorvlces every Sabbath morning and evonlntr. Prayer meeting oach week on Wednesday ovonlng. Sabbath Fchool overy Sabbathat 10 a. m. Kov. II. Vkunon Uice, Pastor. St. John's Episcopal Cnuitcii Service every Sunday at 11 o'clock a. in. IIev. W. It. Powell, Kector. County Ofllcern. Judge A. C. Craig Sheriff A. L. Saunders Clork 11. F. Wilson Treasurer A. F. Uenson School Superintendent J. L. Hinduum Surveyor 1 1. Sin.onls Coroner E. H. Lowis COHMISSIONKKS. Goo. Acklos Jno. Stanley State Senator L. li. llinclmrt representatives. 1 T.Dick E. E. Taylor City Olllcei. Mayor D. B. Iloes COUNCILMEN. S. A. Pursol W. D. Ttnldlemnn J. P. Elliott Willis frkiff J. II. Eaton G. A. Thompson Recorder J. 11. Thomson Marshal J. A.Dennov Treasurer J. I). Carroll Street Commissioner Ii. Eaton Departure of Triiluw. Regular cast bound trains leavo atO:R0a. ni. Westbound trains leuvo at 4:20 p. m. PISOFICSSIOXAIi. J. II. C1UTES, ATTORIVKY AT LAW. Collecting and probato proctico specialties Olllce, two doors south of 1'ostolllco, Union uregou. R. EAKIN, Attorney at Law aacl Notary Pale, Ofllco, ono door south of J. B. Eaton's store, union, Oregon. I. N. CROMWELL, M. D., Physician and Surgeon Office, ono door south ot J. B. Eaton's store, union, uregou. A. E. SCOTT, M. D., physician aii ;swuGro, Has permanently located nt North Powdor, wbcrono will answer an calls. T. n. CRAWFORD, ATTOKrVUY AT Union, ... - Oregon D. Y. K. DEERING, PliyHlcinn and Surgeon, Union, Oregon. Office, Main street, ncitdoorto Jones Bros.' vnnuiv more. Rcsldenco, Main streot, second bouse south of court house. Chronic diseases a specialty. JUSTICE OF THE PEACE, Notary Public and Conveyancer. Office. B street, two doors cast of Jones Bros. varloty Biuru, uniuu, umuu, II. F. BURLEIGH, Attorney- nt lnir. Ileal rotate and Collecting1 Agent. Land Oflico Business a Specialty. Offlco at Alder, Union Co., Oregon. JESSE HA KB EST r, J. W. SIIELTON THOU AS FITCH. FITCH, SHELTON & HARDESTY, ATTUHNKV8 AT LAW. Will practice in Union, Haker, Grnnt, Umatilla and Morrow Counties, also in tlx Supreme Court ot Oregou, the District, Circuit and Supremo Courts ol tho United Btates. Mining and Corporation bualneM a po icalty, Olllce in Union, Oregoa. THIS SKKN AX Tit B UNSHIP. Thfre were watchers by tho bedside, And silence In the room; Tlicre was morning light and shadow, From a night of troubled gloom; There were hearts akin to breaking; There were souls, boned down with grief; There were drinkings deep from sorrow's cup In moments all too brief. There wore farewells sad and tender, In whispers colt and low; Thero were waitings for tho Messenger Of measured step and slow; There were earthly warfares ending, There was cease from worldly strife; Thero wero mortals made immortal, There was death and vndless life. There were watchers by the bedside, Whose forms we might not see; There were spirit voices chanting In Bwcctcst melody, There was Morning light upbreaking Into Everlasting Day, When tho watchers and our dear ono Went up the heavenly way. Cl.AllK W. UllYAIf. HOW KATE WON A MATE Sho camo to our far-a-way, quiet, mountain-flanked village in early sum mer, and, stopping first at the hotel, Bho registered her namo as Kate Bur bank, of New York. Sho might havo been 22 not more than that and was very pretty. But sho did not remain long at the hotel. Sho brought letters of recom mendation to tho rector of our parish, and was soon admitted as a member of his family. Sho was an orphan with out brother or sister. Sho pos sessed property enough to sup port her in an humble way, until sho could turn her hand to some profitable and pleasant employment. Toward tho end of July tho rector's nephew, Arthur Grafton, camo on a visit. He had graduated at college, studied law and had been admitted to the bar, and now, beforo commencing practice, he had como to tho mountain village for recreation. Ho was 2i years of age, tall, strong, and robust, tho very picturo of manly health. Certainly Arthur Grafton had never before met a woman to him like this woman. How bright and joyous wero tho days, how sweet and enjoyable wero tho evenings! Arthur resolved that ho would know his fate. Ho looked tho matter squarely in tho face, and made his calculations. In September ho was to enter his office in New York and influential friends had promised to assist him in business. lie knew he should succeed. Within a year lie would bo ablo to support a wifo. If Kate would havo him and wait a year ho would work with a will. He would speak beforo another night shut in upon him. Beforo that night camo Arthur and Kato in their rambling met Charles Dabney, of New York. Dabney had been Arthur s classmate m college Kato's hand trembled on her compan ion's arm, and as ho advanced to speak with his friend sho turned away and waiteu lor mm until he came back "Dear old Charlie!" ho said. "Wo wero chums in college I must run over to tho hotel and see him after tea." After tea Arthur went over to tho hotel as he had promised. A brief in terchango of fraternal greetings, and then Dabney burst forth: "Look hero, old fellow, how in tho namo ot wmndcr did you manago to get the heiress under whir?" "Tho heiress?" repeated Arthur won deringly. "Ayo Miss Cornelissen tho lady you were with this afternoon. Sho didn't recognizo mo, though I am sure she knew me." "Miss Cornelissen!" echoed our hero. "What do you mean, Charlie? You havo mistaken tho person. Tho lady you saw in my company this after noon was Miss Kato Burbank, of Now York, an orphan whom friends com mended to my uncle, tho rector." Charles Dabney drew a long breath, and then whistled. "Forgive me, Arty. Perhaps I've put my foot in it; but it can't bo help ed now. I will tell you tho truth and you may govern yourself accordingly. It may bo well that you should bo on your guard. Her mother's maiden namo was Burbank. Miss Kato Burbank Cornelissen was tho lady I saw upon your arm. Her father was Hendrick Cornelissen, tho old East India trader arid ship-owner, who died four years ago; leaving his only child heiress to three millions. A year ago 6ho camo into full possession, and sho has fled to this secluded nook to es capo tho sycophants and noodles that beset her on overy hand. I under stand now." Arthur Grafton returned to tho rec tory in a daze. Ho knew that Dabney had told him tho truth. On the fol lowing morning, ns Katio looked out from her chamber window, sho saw Arthur walking in tho garden. His Bten was slow and dragging, his head wasbentj and his bonds wero folded behind him. Certainly ho looked far from happy. When Bho came down into tho little sitting-room whero tho piano was she found tho rector and his wifo there, looking Btrangely uncom fortable and perplexed. "Something haslifmnfmed we don't know what," said Mr. Edgnrton, in answer to her earnest Questioning. "Arthur is going back to Now York nt once ho says to-day." "But I thought ho was to stay until September." "So ho had planned, but something has changed him." A great weight sank upon Kato's heart, and a choking was in her throat. Sho turned away and thought. Ar thur had discovered her secret and was afraid of her. But, had sho gained his heart? And, if so, should shelosehim? Should sho, without ono struggle, sur render tho only promiso of joy, true and pure, that had entered her life since ner father died? Arthur Grafton, standing beneath a drooping elm, himself also droop ing, felt a light touch upon his arm. IIo turned and looked into tho sweet, earnest faco of tho beautiful be ing who had been occupying all his thoughts. "Arthur, your uncle tells me that you think of leaving us." Sho spoko with a calmness thntcost hera mighty effort. "Yes," he answered in a voice that sounded hollow and distant. Sho stood back and looked at him with prayerful earnestness. "Arthur, will you answer a few ques tions truly and frankly?" "Yes." "If you had not met Charles Dabney yesterday, tho thought of leaving us to-day would not have entered your mind?" Hehcsitatedandconsidered. Surely it would bo honorable to answer with tho simplo truth. "It would not," he said. "Charles Dabney told you who my father was?" "Yes." "And that my family namo was Cor nelissen?" "Yes." "And ho told you that I was very, very wealthy in tho possession of money?" "Yes." "Arthur, in tho great city I was hun ted for my wealth. I grow sick and tired of tho dreadful infliction, and re solved to cscapo into a purer atmos phere, and, if possible, leavo all traco of my poor wealth behind mo. Good friends, fully appreciating my purposo, assisted mo. Dropping my well-known family name, I came hither, recom mended chiefly by ono who had been your uncle's coilego mate in other years. And hero I found peaco and sweet content. By and by you camo to share tho life with me. Novcr mind how I discovered it, but tho knowl edge came to mo that you wore a truo and noblo man. And soon soon I believed you loved mo. My heart bounded with gladness when 1 thought that a truo, strong and generous man had fallen in lovo with poor, simplo Kate Burbank. Canyon doub't whith er my own heart was tending? "Arthur, I love you with my wholo heart. If you lovo mo as I had hoped, you shall not go away from me. I will not loso my brightness of life for tho lack of a few honest words." In a moment more sho was gathered in tho strong, sheltering cmbrano of a man who could not speak for joy. Ten Feet of Pure IFoncy. From tho Portland (Oro.) News. A short time ago Samuel, Asa, and Joe Holady, of Scappoose, took a trip over to tho Lowiston River , In order to look into tho resources of that ro gion. They found it a most beautiful country, and one that offers many in ducements to settlers. Tho part visit ed lies off in tho direction of mount St. Helena, and is composed of both tim ber land and of fine open tracts which abound in game, largo and small. While encamped on tho river, they dis covered an object that was novel nnd intercstingns it was beautiful and strik ing. In their rambles through tho pino woods they suddenly camo upon afall en tree across tho path which, on in spection, they found to bo hollow. Through a knot-holo they could see something white and at once began to investigate. They sawed into tho log and were surprised to find that the wholo interior of tho log was filled solid ly with honey, They at onco brought from their camp somo of their vessels to fill with this sweetest of all nature's productions. Their buckets and pans wore Boon filled. Then they sawed ofl another length of tho log and found it still solid with the honey. This they repeated and took from it honey until they had opened up ten feet of pure, lovely honey, which yielded a comb that was in many plnces four inches thick. Of this find they carried away 180 pounds, which they declared was tho finest they ever tasted, being far richer than tho tame honey which they produce. They slowly approached tho house he with a sad, dejected air nnd she with a scornful look upon her young faco. "I cannot imagine, my dear," ho said mournfully, as they gained the front door, "what has como over you bo "uddenly. I should at least know my offence. I simply asked you if you were romantic, when " A startled look camo over tho girl's face. "You asked mo what?" sho demanded. "I asked you if you wero romantic, and " "Forgive mtGeorge," she ex claimed. "I thought' you asked me if I was rheumatic. Tho Connecticut River, once a nav igable stream for a considerable dis tance, is said to be drvinc un because of tho destruction of the forests along , us aiersnea. su.vii:kkd nucsns. Front the Independent. Oli! whs it I, or was it yon That broke the subtle chain thnt ran Uetwcen us two, between us two? Oh! was it 1, or wns it you? Not very strong the chain at best, Not quite complete from span to span; I never thought 'twould stand tho test Of settled commonplace, at best. But oh! how sweet, how sweet you wero, When things were at tlmr first nnd best, And wo wero friends winiout demur, Shut out from nil tho sound and stir. Tho little, pretty, woildly rncel Why couldn't wo have stood tho test Tho little test of commonplace And kept the glory and tho grace. Of thnt sweet time when first we met? Ohl was it I, or wns it you That dropped the golden links and lei Tho little rift, nnd doubt and frot Creep in and break that subtle chain? O! wns it I, or was it you? Still ever yet and yet again Old parted friends will ask with pnin. Noua I'EimT. COALS OF FIRE. I loved my wife. Who would not have loved her? Arosobrimmingwith Biinbcams, tho blind felt her beauty and turned to breatho its fragrance. Never, from tho moment I first saw her, has sho over heard an ungentle word from mo. Icomo of a cold, silent family; but in her presence my heart turned into firo and my tonguo into music. What a strange thing is tho light of beauty! In youth, how much strong er than tho light of truthl Thero aro fishes in tho depths of tho ocean whoso only light is phosphorescence. Tho sunbeams turn black beforo they read bo deep. So unreal but so beautiful is tho light in which lovers move! I met Alico in tho Whito Mountains nnd ono would search far to find a more ideal mountain maiden. form light and graceful ns tho mist! a breath and voico ns migrant and urn sicnl as tho mountain pino! a glance that, liko tho wing of the eagle, boro the soul to thestars! I had become betrothed to her in a romantic spot on tho summit.of tho "Maiden's Leap," a low peak among the Whito Mountains, .around which tosses a sea of giant, rocky billows Wo lived in hew York, nnd tho first year of my married life knew no cloud 1 1 , .1 . . , V 1 . . 1. excepe tnat which uio art oi iancy sometimes conmros up in a sunny sky to tamo tho excess of light. Alico had ninny friends of both sexes who ad admired her beauty and versatile coir vernation. I had but Iittlo lovo or so ciety, but I was proud of her success nnd encouraged her to becomo a lead er of our Iittlo sot. Among our inti mate friends wns a young lawyer, John JManwarmg, rich, hand Bomo and talented. No thought o jealousy in connection with him over entered my head; indeed, my wifo was icalous ot my lovo lor mm, ant: often used to say, pettishly, that sho bclioved I cared more for him than for her. Sho often quarreled with him on pretexts so frivolous that I was nslmmed of her, and had to apologize or her rudeness. Ono day Alico and I wero going to walk in Central Park. I had stopped a moment to talk to a policeman, and Alico wns a few rods beforo mo. As was hastening to overtake her, a ribald broker whom I had met in Wall streot touched mo on tho shoulder nnd, nod ding his head toward my wife, said, with a pleasant smile: "No chance for you thero, Schuyler; Manwaring has cot ahead of you." Thero aro somo words that carry a collateral conviction to tho heart that 1 all direct arguments would fail to bo- euro. A moment beforo this jest I would havo staked my hfo on Alico s truth; but as tho poisonous words bit into my heart, I know that from tho begin- , ning 1 had been betrayed. I I said nothing to Alico I was, por haps.a Iittlo more polite. I remember looking at her wedding ring and whis nering softly: ! "Alico, you havo never had this ring oil your linger" ! At which she blushed and cast down her eyes. I That same week Manwaring was to visit uuna. I told him that I would go with him, that I wanted his opinion in tho pur- r f i ?a cuaso ui cigurs, anu unit ins society was always bo agreeaolo to me. Why could lie not read my heart? Sword to sword, knifo to knife, hand to hand, I wns wild to find myself in somo country whero lives pay lor wrongs. Manwaring was in a strango humor during tho voyage. Twico wo woro caught in a storm. IVspito tho cap tain's warning, on Woth these oc casions Manwaring insisted on remain ing on deck. In tho height of each tempest; I stole besido him and looked into his faco. IIo trended. A touch, and I could havo hurled Tiim Into the black and seething whirlpool, and no ono tho wiser. But I felt no temptation to play a treacherous part. That I left to baser natures. IIo should have fair play to the smal lestchanco. When wo reached tho harbor of Havana, wo were dotained a day by tho health officers. Manwaring, to pass the time, insisted on tak!ng a swim. The captain tried to prevent dim. "Sailors," lie said, "wero for bidden to go Into the water for bat oi sharks." But Manwarir : had giown still moro nervous. Hen is now never at rest, nnd tho cnpt.iin's reasons failed to dissundo him. At lenght n yawl wns manned; wo stepped on board, and Manwaring undrcseed and dove into tho water. He swam but a few yards from tho boat, and had been in tho water but fivo minutes, when ono ol tho sailors shouted, "Shark!" Mnnwnring, though an expert swim mer, seemed paralyzed by the word. Already half his short iniuuto of sal vation was gono. "Quick, or you nre lost! " shouted tho boatswain. IIo was sinkingfrom terror. "Ha!" I thought, grimly, "this ex ploit has been planned to impress me with your courage; it lias miscar ried. Then nn inspiration of rovenge seized mo, I caught a ropo in ono hand and Icimcd into tho water. In a few sec onds I had clasped Manwaring around tho waist tho sailors pulled bravely I was just in time, for, as I was lifted last from tho water, a hugo man-eater snapped indignantly at my legs. I do not tliink I am a coward; but I fainted away. " ou owo your lifo to vour friend," I heard tho boatswain sav to Man waring as I wns returning to conscious ness. I looked at tho lattcr's face. A strango revulsion had taken placo in my leehngs. l no longor wished to kill him: I would prolong his lifo for cen turies. I had risked my lifo and saved his; it was tho ecstasy of revengo. I know that whatever agony I had suf fered was now transferred to tho heart of my enemy. My mission was over. Tho next morning I bado Manwarninggood-bvo His faco already showed tho conflict of emotions that had begun to rack his soul. IIo offered mo his hnnd in parting; but I did not see it, and bow ed and left him. I took tho next steamer to New York I reached tho city on tho third day of Juno, and nt onco proposed to my wifo to join a party of friends in a trip to tho WhitoMountains. In two days wo wero seated on tho very spot of our bethrothal. I told her slowly of my adventure in Havana. I uttered no chargo against her; out her incogrow paler and pnler, ns sho felt herself growing powerless in tho unseen toils of a god-hko rovenge. For myself, I felt tho triumph of tho old gladiator with tho not and trident. Calmly I thrust tho iron into hersoul. "Alico, why did you marry mor asked at length, as I finished. "Ono must saeritieo something to ap pearances, she replied, in a cold, mo tallic voice. "Every prudent woman secures a husband. You served as well as nnothcr." Then a terrible look of agony that belied her forced words passed over her mco. "I havo never spoken a harsh word to you, Alice, nor will I now. May Heaven forgive you!" I havo not seen her since; I Bhnll never seo her again. llham Wash burn, in John Swintop's Paper. The late streot car riot in Chicngo grew out of tho summary dischargo of a number of conductors by a subordi nate official. During tho troubles, Mr. J. Russell Jones, tho President of tho railway company promised to in vestigate tho cases. Thus far tho charges in sovoral of tho cases have been found to havo been insufficient to justify dismissal, and tho employes havo been reinstated. Mr. Jones is determined that hereafter all tho em ployes of tho company aro to bo treat ed fairly and generously, and tho pol icy of tho company's management in thofuturo shall bo not only just to all tho employes, but magnanimous and satisfactory to tho patrons of its cars. This is something liko bolting tho sta ble door after tho horses havo been stolen. Why could not Mr. J. Russell Jones havo thought of this net of jus tice to his employes beforo tho gigan tic mischief resulting from his neglect had been brought about. Tho Philadelphia Times points out that during tho two decades of their oxistenco instead of turning out farm ers tho agricultural colleges havo gradu ated as largo a proportion of lawyers, doctors, ministers nnd commercial men as tho other and older colleges with which they havo como into com petition. In no instance that now can be recalled havo thoy produced a man, whether professor or student, who has made any valuablo contribu tion to practical agriculture, or who has dono any work which fitted him to rank higher than the average profossor or tutor in other colleges. Caroline Ilealy Dall, a veteran ad. vocato of woman's suffrage, declares that sho has Been for a long timo "that tho feeling of moro highly educated peoplo is less favorable to an oxten Bion of suffrago than it wns twenty years ago," and that tho consumma tion which Bho desires and anticipates "has been sot back at least another gen eration by tho indiscretion and short sightedness which has accompanied this agitation." Tho obstacle to wom an's suffrago is not man's selfishness, sho thinks, but woman's reluctance. Tho stato census of Now Jersey, which is now practically finished, is ro- fiortcd to show an incrcaso of moro ban 100,000 inhabitants since 1880. which is nearly 10 per centum, the nonulation then having ben 1,181, AT THIS YARD-Aim. tteoollertlom of Wltucm of the Kxem plury l.'iociitlon un tlio llrlg Homtri tu 184'.!. From tho Philadelphia Times. "I was a boy in tho United States rnfvy on tho brig Somen?, in '42, when thoso three men were hung that wero referred to in tho 'Lookout' column of tho Times some time ago," said John W. Davis, on Chestnut street, the oth er day. "The sight of thoso three men hanging at the yard-arm, and their burial in the sea at night, has haunted mo all my life. It often comes up be foro mo when I'm walking along tho street. 1 can never forget it. 1 knew Spencer, tho midshipman, well. Ho was a wild, dare-devil sort of a fellow, about 10 years old; but good natuted, and not maliciously inclined. I think tho execution of all tho men was a gravo mistake; and in looking back at it now I believe that it was a foul murder. "Wo sailed from New York on tho 13th of September, '-12, for tho const of Africa, but first began cruising in tho West Indies. In tho latter part of November, beforo wo reached St. Thom ns, Midshipman Spencer, who was tho ?on of tho Secretary of War, wna sud only seized ono day, put in doublo irons, and kept a prisoner in close- con finement. Two other men, tho boat swain's mate, who was actingaa boat swnin, and wliosonamo wns Cromwell, and a seaman, named Smnll, were ar rested a day or two afterward, follow ed by ths arrest of four others. All wero put in doublo irons. Wo had no marine guard on board. Tho officers appeared to bo frightened to death about something and tho men of tho ship's company wero afraid to be seen talking to each other. After Spencer's arrest it was noised around decks that ho had formed a plot to siezo tho ship, along with a few of tho ship's crow, and turn it into a piratical craft. Among others ho communicated his plan to tho purser's steward, who got a list of tho conspirators and told tho wholo story to Liout. Mcintosh, tho execu tive ollicer. "Two or threo daysafter tho arrests a number of officers met in tho ward room and called in a number of tho 3hip's crow and examined them. Tho statements and even tho opinions of snch witness wns taken down, but tho accused men wero not allowed to faco their accusers, wero not told what tho charges wero in detail and wero nob granted any opportunity for explana tion or defense. On tho 1st of Decern bor, four days after Spencer's a nest, he, nlong with Cromwell and Small, wero told to got ready to die; that they wero going to swing at tho yard-arm at onco. Spencer nnd tho captain of tho top acknowledged their guilt and wero willing to die, but tho acting boat swain protested his innocenco to tho Inst, and Spencer declared, also, that ho, Cromwell, had nothing to do with tho plot. 'Call all hnnds to witness execution,' said tho first lieutenant. The ship's company sullenly ranged themselves on tho quarter-deck and at other points, while tho officers of tho ship Btood around with drawn and sharpened swords to cut down any ono who faltered in indicting tho awful penalty. When everything was ready Spencer nnd his two compan ions wero allowed to bid their friends t;ood-byo, then Capt. Mackenzie pavo tho signal, a gun was fired, tho colors woro hoisted and at tho snmo timo tho threo men, with caps over their faces, woro swung out on tho main yard arm. It was a horriblo sight to look at. All of tho men died gamo. Com mander Mnckenzio then made a speech to us about tho necessity of disciplino and tho awful crimo of mutiny. At night funeral services wero read by tho light of tho battle-lanterns ami the bodies wero put on tho 'tilting board' and droppod ovorboard into tho sea. It was a Bolemn sceno, I assure you, and it mndo an impression on my youthful mind that can novcr bo eradicated. In a day or two wo ran into St. Thomas and then set sail for Now York, arriving thero on tho 1-lth of December. Thero was a good deal of excitement when tho nows of tho mutiny and tho hanging got noised around nnd bun. dreds of peoplo camo down to tho ship to bco us. All of tho others arrested woro dismissed from custody. Corn mander Mnckenzio was court-martial, ed about a month nftorwards and tho court sat for forty days, but acquitted him. It wns composed of his brother officers. Mackenzie was not li'-.cd by tho men. Ho was a brutal martinet. anyhow. Flogging was allowed in the navy in thoso days and ho wns very fond of administering tho 'cat' for trivi al offenses, Tho friends of tho executed men tried to havo Mnckenzio indicted in New York for murder, but tho Judge decided that tho civil law was not ap plicable to his case." Goldsmith Maid, at tho height of her glory, for a joko was taken from her quarters through a back Btreot, led to a public ploco and put up at auction, tho spectators bidding in good faith until tho price 'ns run up to $34, whon somo oueconnected with tho stable bid $35, the hammer fell and Bho was led away. President McCosh of Princeton is credited witli tho statement that the age of nine or ten years is the best at which to attempt to acquire a knowl edge of languages. He maintains that a child of that age can learn more easily than a man .of 25,