A T.OVKIt'S COMPLIMENT.
Tlio girl with tlio freckled faco la now fash
ionable. Fashion Paper.
Ho fondly unzed In her freckled face,
Then nn nrin ho placed about
llcr Wulat, mid riivo her 11 fond embrace,
And culled her his pretty trout.
Into her faco n. red flush enmc,
And her eyes with tears Rrew dim,
As sho Raid, "why call me such u noma?"
And sho turned her back on him.
"Oh, to praiso his girl Is a lover's right,"
llo siiid, "and a lover's duty.
And I called you a pretty trout to-night
Kecuuso you're iv speckled beauty."
Boston Courier.
A QUAINT PKOrOSAL
Tlio lilnc bash beneath tho south
window of Willow Brook Farm's
wainscotled parlor nodded gracefully
as a tiny zephyr swept gayly by, waft
ing far and near its incense of new
niowu hay. In its wake fluttered a
purple and golden butterfly, to poiso
a moment upon tho window's lodge,
then to soar boldly forward until it lit
upon a curious old vn.se- besido an
organ, whoso yellowed keys gleamed
softly in tho half-darkened room. Tho
butterfly and tho vaso mirrored them
selves in tho polished oak' floor, and
if tho range had been right thoy could
havo repeated the picture in thoshining
mirfnco of each article of furniture.
A younggirl was thosolooccupantof
thoroom, with tho exception, of course,
of tho butterfly, who had winged his
way to a small oval mirror and was
busily making his toilet, as his com
panion, humminga merry tune, dusted
carefully a squatty teapot, whoso fat
little spout and comic tout ensemblo
at onco inspired a longing for tea
brewed in such novel quarters. At
that moment a voieecnlling "Marthyl
Marthy!" echoed through tho house,
followed by "Hun quick; old Tim's in
the cornfield, and my hands aro all
over dough!"
Hastily replacing tho ancient heir
loom on a spindlo-logged table, the
younggirl darted from thoroom, while
the butterfly, startled afc its toilet,
spread its wings and floated swiftly
out into tho sunshine again. Snatch
ing a snowy sun-bonnet from its peg
in the hall, Martha flew down tho gar
den path across to an adjacent
meadow. In her hurry sho failed to
notice n gentleman slowly advancing
in hor direction, until two masculine
hands stayed her progress.
With an exclamation of surprise,
Marl ha raised her pretty blue eyes
and met a pair of decidedly good look
ing brown ones, gazing with evident
appreciation at the dimpled, blushing
face, from oil" which tho sun-bonnet
had slipped, disclosing a crop of red
dish golden rings lying close to tho
finely shapo.1 head.
"1 beg your pardon," murmured
Martha, the blushes and dimples wax
ng deeper, "but I didn't see you, 1
was in such a hurry."
"Don't, mention ii. Wouldn't have
missed the the pleasure foranything.
1 I like to be run into," averred tho
gentleman with considerable empha
sis. Such a rippling laugh as bubbled
over tho lips of Martha at this speech!
which sho hastily apologized for with:
"J didn't mean to, really; but what
you said sounded so odd. A
"You couldn't do it agnin, could
you? 1 assure you 1 never appreciat
ed being a odd until to-day. 1"
"Oh, tho cow! exclaimed Martha,
Buddonly recollecting her errand. "I
forgot all about him," and away sho
sped, the gentleman hurrying after,
repeating:
"Cow! I Mini Lot. me help you. 1
I really am very clover wit h cows. In
fact 1 would like to make them a
study."
Howover.'whon tho field was reached
no cow was to be seen, and remarking
that doubtless some of the hands had
ousted old Tim, Martha turned her
steps toward the house, thinking tho
; entloman would proceed on his way.
To her astonishment, however, ho
kept along by her side, observing:
"Aro vou acquainted with Willow
IJrook Farm?"
"Why, yes; its my home. I was
born there," answoi'od Martha, sur
prisedly. "Jlappy farm! I moan a it must
boa lovely place. Vou see, tho fact is
that is, I have a note for Mrs. Dun
can of Willow llrook Kami."
".My mother!" ejaculated Martha,
oponing wide hor bluooyos. Wherein)
on tho gentleman scanned with newly
awakened interest a square envelope
ho had extracted from his breast pock
et, as ho added.
"1 am an old I should sav my mot h
cr is an old friend of Mrs. Duncan's,"
making a rough calculation of the
length of time it might take, all things
favorable, to place him on equally as
cood footing with tho daughter, while
Martha's thought ran very much in
this wise.
"Would bo nlco looking if ho wasn't
80 sallow. Wonder if mother will auk
him to make um ii visit. 1 never heard
her speak of an old friuud that had a
pon.
By this time they were pracaedih;up
the jmfh that led U the farm's pretty
rose garlanded porch, and having ush
(red I hs gentleman into tho jmrlor we
liim nllrwtdy titM'ii introduced to, with
a demure littlecourtesy and thowordrt
"i will wild mother," Martha Mi him.
Jn a few moment n comely, rosy
cheeked woman came hurrying into
tin junior wlthi
Uood afternoon, nlr, Marthy tell
inn you liuvu a lutler fur m (turn uji
Ulcl ft tuD.I "
"Yum, Irum my uiotliw," mid tlw
toiilUniHii liett) UtHftMl Imv the Utter.
Jlavlity read it through, hiUM-tupl
with iMoUnuUiMMi Mh a "VAmm mrtH
'Wliu'illiuynUwMiii UJ" )u IW
ran, h$ei lAmmiMum immm una
W I'aul )urmi)'. M41J
how time fiic3. Wlicn T Inst saw you,
you wero only it little shaver. It must
bo nigh onto fifteen years ago. And
to think of Lucindy's remembering me
all these years and sending her son to
sco me. rsot that i hove forgotten
her not a bit. Only with one thing
and another one hasn t time to think
much of old days. You seo your ma
and 1 went to tlio samo academy,
and wo thought a sight of each other;
only somehow alter both of us
married wo sort of drifted apart.
1 our ma sho married a wealthy city
man, wlnlo J got married to a well-to-do
farmer, and so gradually wo each
went our own way. Not to forgeteach
other though, as you sec, andnov,my
dear, excuso the liberty, but it comes
natural like.being yourLucindy's son,
I'll send one of tho men down to tho
village after your trunk, ami you'll
just stop along with us and bo as
welcome as my own son, if I had one,
and Marthy and I will do our best to
mako you comfortable," and motherly
Mrs. Duncan laid her hand with an
approving pat upon Paul Dorscy's
slightly stooping shoulders, while he,
coloring somewhat, endeavored to
thank her for her warm hospitality,
but was cut short with:
"Bless you, its no put out, wo havo
lots of room, and it will bo real pleas
ure to mo to sco Lucmdy's son mak
ing himself to homo in my houso."
And thus it was that I'aul Dorsoy
becamo a guest at Willow Brook
Farm.
That evening after her visitor had
retired Mrs. Duncan said toher daugh
ter. "Poor, young man, ho hasn't cot a
bit of appetite. I don't wonder Lu-
cindy is fretted about him. Showrites
that ho is always that taken up with
books, that sho can hardly ever coax
him to go about with young folks and
enjoy himself. J vo been thinking
Marthy, if you was just to kind of
make believe vou need his help now
and again about the garden and such,
it would do him a sight of good, and
he'd nover suspect it was for tho sako
of his health," and Mrs. Duncan
laughed a low, pleased laugh, at tho
thought of tho deception, while Martha
exclaimed:
"Why mother! you aro getting to bo
a regular conspirator. But f a in afraid
it won't work, he's so so odd."
Paul Dorsoy had been told to make
himself perfectly at home; so tho morn
ing after his arrival ho withdrew from
tho breakfast table to his own room,
and forthwith commenced to unpack
his books preparatory to a uood (lay's
study. Everything was at last ar
ranged to his satisfaction, but somo
how his thoughts were strangely wan
dering this nay, although not a sound
disturbed tho the cool quietness of his
surroundings, a pmr ot muo eyes
seemed to glance mockingly from tho
musty pages he fain would master, and
he catiL'ht himself repealing aloud tlio
old-fashioned name of "Marthy,"
which took unto itself the sweetest of
sounds by rea.son of its connection
with so pretty an owner. Suddenly,
with a thud, "the book fell from his
hand, as, exclaiming: "By .love! that's
nor voice, l'aul norsev, with one
stride, was at the window making sad
havoc of the dainty dimity curtains
with his clumsy hands.
Martha, accompanied by a tall,
stalwart fellow, was passing ilown tho
garden path, her intectious laughter
110111111" inerrilvjupon the balniv air as
shechalted away to tho young inanat
her side, who appeared to be enjoying
tho subject under discussion as herself.
As they disappeared from view, Paul,
with rather a blank look, resumed his
seat and sought toapply himself to his
interest nig task, but not with tho old
ardor did ho work, and for the first
time that he could remember, he list
ened anxiously for the bell to summon
him to Ifincheon.
riio doysslipped into wcoks.and still
Paul Horsey remained a guest at if
low Iirook Kami, audit became no un
usual sight to see him obediently fol
lowing Martha's directions concerning
t he uprooting of certain weeds, or tho
fastening of sonio vino more secure
ly about its support. An honest,
brown tinge had replaced Paul's
once sallow complexion, and the
books well, they had become sec
ondary, a more potent charm having
outrivaled thoni. Mrs. Duncan con
gratulates herself ilpon her happy fore
thought that she was working such a
change in her friend's son, and Mart ha
admitted with a slight blush, that Mr J
Dorsoy was getting to bo almost as
handsome as her cousin .loo her beau
ideal of manly beauty heretofore.
Tho sun burned scorching hot upon
the broad gravel path just outside of
the farm's pretty parlor, but within
that quaint room a restful coolness,
held sway. Lounging idly in the
depths of a willow chair, was l'aul
while Martha, seated at tho old organ,,
drew from its aged keys a low, plain
tive melody. As the last note died
softly away, whirling round upon
her seat, Martha exclaimed:
"Do you know, Mr. Dorsoy, you
havo been wasting your whole morn
ing? 1 don't believe you havo look
ed at a book for two days" this last,
it must bo owned, with a slight air of
triumph as she continued, penitently;
"I am afraid I have been to blame,
but to-morrow 1 will leave you free to
spend the whole day with your books,
for Cousin Joe has promised to drive
nio oVor to l)npleou to dobomoshop
pintt." "1 limit Cousin .Too "
"Mr. Dorsuyl" from Martha's as
tonished Hm.
"I Imv pardon. 1 really 1 hopeyou
will have a delightful time, Mi Dun
can. 1 assure you I shall anjoy it
immensely, Iumiiu left to my book and
vonfound ill Kxctise me I "
And ere Martha could reply, Paul
Horsey had UH the room.
"llow queer he is," soliloquised Mar
tha, us Paul's denarling fuileli4
echoed through th hall. "1 dou'l iw
why he should dislike Joe mi; Jui is al
ways such a (a or He wiili everyone.
I Uuw I haven't oAmmIim) htm. I inn
sure I ilfclu'i iiiMMi to " AtMpwiia
rfttluirtt piuU look ujjom Iter fair
young f m, Martha elueisj tk ovnwa
TUlU t tun m MriUaetduww
Uy u mMolaw ft aimIa I'M
IW) t u ". iwrqttki twraiiii
(dig jKiuuri id h iifttftf Urfiftu advam;
lug towards her, and a moment after
a voice exclaimed:
"I am an idiot, Miss Martha, but I
I honevou will forgive inc. I couldn't
bear the idea of his mononoliinir vou
all day. I knowyoucouldnever think,
of an old book worm like myselt
still I I have been very happy, and I
forget sometimes that that there is
such a difference between us
Martha's cheeks had been growing
rosier and rosier, wlnlo a strancc. wild
joy surged through her veins, as she
answered, her tones trembling slightly
"Since I can remember cousin Joe
mid I have been playmates, and sinco
father died ho lias been so good to
mother, helping her about tho larm
and in every way, that he has become
hko a son to her, and as dear as
brother to mo. Dear Joe! I don't
know what we should have done with
out him." Sho paused, tho tears
Catherine in her pretty eyes. Pan
drew nearer, then hesitated, as Martha,
continued.
"Joo is engaged to my dearest friend
and they are to be married in just six
weeks."
"I am awfully clad I mean I wish
them joy, and all that sort of thing,"
and Paul Dorscy advanced still near
er tho httlo figure- into whoso eyes
sweet shyness had stolen.
"Marthy, do you tnmic tnoro is 0,
ghost of a chance for 1110? As it is my
first attempt at anything of tho kind
perhaps you will sum it up leniently
and mako my sentence as easy as you
can," then withering courage from
Martha's half averted face, and the
extreme pinkness of tho ono visi
bio car, he laid his litind
upon hers, addinc:
caressingly
"Marthy, do you think you can for
cive 1110 for for loving you?"
"Why should I forgive you for what
I havo done myselt? camo the low
answer, followed naively by, "But I
did not know it until to-day, when I
thought I had of Tended you.
"And and you don't mind my be
inc odd or or anything?" stammered
Paul, in his excessivo joy.
"You are not a hit odd," was tho in
dignant reply; "i woiiuin c havo you
a bit different," and Martha shyly
touched the coat t-leovo in close prox
imity to her waist, from somewhere
in the region of Paul's waistcoat pock
et a mullled little voice might have
been heard ejaculating.
"Oh, l'aul! somebody is looking?
"I hope they aro," was the auda
cious reply, succeeded by a second
disappearance on Martha's part.
A week or so 1m I or a stylishly dressed,
middled aged lady was sitting teto-a-
teto with Mrs. Duncan, who was oh
serving:
"Deary me, Lucindy, you've no call
to thank me. I had nothing lo do
with it. Not but what I am real
pleased that-your son and my daugh
ter should come together; but J had no
more thought of it than yourself.
A iJight smile stirred the lips of Mrs
Dorsoy as she remarked:
"ion are
Mary. Well,
half as good
am satisfied
just tlio same as ever,
if Martha only turns out
a woman as yourself, 1
that Paul has
won a
treasure."
"And he'll never forget, mother,
that ho owes that treasure to you, for
if you had not sent him to seek out
your old friend he'd have remained a
bachelor to the end of his days," in
terrupted a masculine voice, while a
girlish t reble exclaimed. "Oh, Paul"'
tho lest of the sentence being lost by
Paul daringly sealing his buthrothedV
lips with his own.
An Apple. Farm.
Mr. Prescott Williams of Williams
burg, Mass., is tho owner of an ini-
iiense orchard, probably tho largest
in the New Kngland states. The or
chard was set out nearly tiOyoars ago,
and has been in bearing for many
years, although tho present is tho
largest over grown. Mr. Williams es
timates tho crop at 'J,.r)00 barrels.
Three hundred and sixty-two trees, it
is estimated, will yield six barrels of
apples each, of which !iO() aro Bald-
wins, jo Aorinern npys, iu uiiunnro-
ston's Nonesuch, 10 h'hodo Island
Greenings, JO Lady Sweetings, six
Congress, four Uoxbury Bassets, mak
ing a total of 2,1 7'2 barrels. Hun
dreds of trees yield one, two or three
barrels, but these are not included in
the count. A number of trees willgivo
If) barrels, and others eight or ten
barrels of apples each. Tho orchard
occupies a rocky slope ot common
New ICnaland farming land. When
Mr. Williams began setting and bud
ding trees many years ago, tho old
farmers laughed at him, but ho per
severed in his plan, and for a long
time has expended more money in
dressing for his trees than tho average
farmer clears for his entirefarm. Tho
orchard at present is a magtnificent
siuht, tho apples large, fair and of
a brilliant color; tho yield is probably
the largest for tho area in tho history
of Now Kngland. Tho trees are prop
pod to keep the limbs from breaking
off, and tho trees are free from worms,
being protected by troughs of kero
sene oil about the trunks.
JUnrrlntfo In Pennsylvania.
A now marriage law will go into op
eration in Pennsylvania on tho 1st of
October which require a liconso which
can be obtained only after answering
questions on the following topics:
l. r un name oi man. l-uii
name of woman. SI. lielationship of
parties, eit hoi- by blood or mari iapo.
I. AKe ot the man. 0. Ascot tlio
woman, u. ihmiuuiico 01 the man.
7. Residence of the woman. S. Par
ents' uniiio ninu. D. Parents'
naiiis woman. 10. Ounrdian'ft nam
man. 11. tiUMnlian'snaiiie Horn
Nil. I 'J. I'onsiMit of n'iit or guri
tan. lit. Dated itoath of man's for
nitr wile, if any. M. I nt of dent hot
toman's fornwr linnb.-tml, il any. 1ft,
ate of divni.f of in.iii nt iiny tuna,
lit D ili ol ill tiii ii oi woiuttii til any
ti,t. I 1 .!( f p.t. 1 ! 1 Or
input ton ut umu Uumiutu ol
M I'lll.lH
Mi . 1. 1 k i( 1 li' bruL'Att court must
i' L-siiutM, mi iU Im Ub
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UP IS THE CLOUDS.
A Trip Across South Amerlcn Climbing
Over tlio Andes Anions tlio Grandest
Scenery In the World Mountains Otor
Four Miles IlJeh.
Cor. Chicago Inter-Oecnn.
ITo who wishes to make tho journey
from Chili to Argentine Republic and
tho cast coast of South America, has
a choice of routes. He may go to sea,
around through the Straits of Magel
lan, which will cost hjm fifteen days'
timo and $200 of money, or ho may
climb over tho Andes on tho back of
a mulo, a journey of fivo days, three
of which only aro spent in tho saddle,
amid some of tho grandest scenery in
the world."
Tho highest mountain in tho West
ern Hemisphero is Aconcagua, in Chili,
which rises 22,-115 feet to tho north
ward from Valparaiso and Santiago,
and in plain view from both cities when
tho weather is clear. Chimborazo was
for a long time supposed to bo tho
king of the Andes, and in tho geogra
phies published fifty years ngo is de
fccrib'd as tho highest summit in the
world. No ono has ever reached tho
peak of cither mountain, owing to tho
depth of snow and impassible gorges,
but recent measurements taken
by means of triangulation givo
Aconcagua an excess of about
2,000 feet over old "Chimbo."
Scientists havo reached an attitude
higher than tho summit of either in
tho Himalaya mountains of India;
where Mount Everest is claimed to
rise between 27,000 and 30,000 feet.
Humboldt made Chimborazo famous,
and very few travelers havo gone be
yond tho point he reached; but no
serious attempt has ever been made
to explore tho summit of Aconcagua,
as tho Chillanos do not often go where
their horses can not carry them. In
mountain gloom and glory, Chimbora
zo is said to surpass all rivals, stand
ing, as it docs, within sight of tho sea,
and surrounded by a cluster of twen
ty peaks, like a king and his counsel
ors. But Aconcagua is grand enough
and has nothing near it to dwarf its
size. Tlio latitude in which it stands,
brings the snow lino much lower than
upon Chimbora7o andtheother peaks
of Ecuador, which aro almost upon
tho lino of the equator, and tho purity
of tho atmosphere gives tho spectator
an opportunity to seo its picturesque
ness at a long distance.
From Santiago, Chili, thoro is a
government railway as far as the
town of Santa Itosa, passing around
tho base of A.'oncngua and furnishing
the traveler with one of the most sub
lime panoramas ot mountain scenery
on the globe. At Santa Bosa mules
and men aro hired to ride over the
Cuinbre pnss to Mendoza, on tho
eastern slope of the Andes, to which a
railroad has recently been opened by
tho Argentine government. Hero one
can take a Pullman sleeper and rido
to Buenos Ayres, as comfortably as
he can go from New York to St. Louis,
and tho distance is about the same.
This railroad was opened in May
last with a grand celebration, in which
tho Piesidonls of Chili and tho Argen
tine Republic, with retinues of officials,
participated. The event was as im
portant to tho commercial develop
ment of Argentine as was the opening
of the first Pacific Railway to tho
United States, as it opened to settle
ment millions of square miles of the
best territory iu tho republic and fur
nished a highway between the two seas.
Tho people of the United States havo
very little conception ol whatsis going
on down in this part of tho' w orld.
Thoy do not realizo that there is hero
a republic which sonio day is to rival
our own a country with immense
resources similar to those of tho United
States, situated in a corresponding
latitude, prepared to furnish tho world
with beef and bread, and stretching a
network of railways over itsareathat
will bring the products of the pampas,
which correspond to our prairies, to
market.
Tho geography publishers do not
keep peace with tho development of
this part of South America, and to
present accurate accounts of its con
dition, thoy should hero-written overy
year. ho knows, for mstanco ex
cept thoy who havo been here, that a
man can rido from Buenos Ayres
across tho pampas to tho foot-hills of
tho Andes in a Pullman car.'
n American merchant, Mr. Bowers,
formerly of Boston, got a contract re
cently to furnish tho schools of the
Argentine Kepubho with text books.
Ho ordered many thousands of tho
latest issue of tho most revised geo
graphy from tho most enterprising
publishers m New iorlc. When the
books camo he looked them all oyer
and immediately shipped them all
back. Why? Because these modern
geographies represented tho Argentine
Republic as it was littv years ago; and
the people would havo been insulted
had they seen w hat was said of them.
Jn the lirst placo this country was
called "Tho Argent ino Confederation"
and stands as such upon most of tho
modern maps. The geographer did not
knoiv probably that a bloody war had
been fought to determino that the Ar
gentine Republic was not a confedera
tion, but a .Nation, with a big "Zs. It
was like callinc tho United Staten "the
Confederated Statua of America."
l'lieii, again, Buenos A vies wa put
down an a city of 7.V000 inhabitants,
when it has 100,000, and if as proud
of its itrowth and ureal nuns nsOhi'.'ttco.
There was not the situ or mention of
n laibvuy, when the Argentine Repub
lic has as good and extensive a rail
way system as Kansas and Minne
sota. Tha lWi1it of Chill attend! thti
ffi-emoiiii-s at the om uing oi tlm rail-
toad, nn las 1 aluiut , ami utwl tlm
iuiTa i( ilm livid ri'publir acroasths
Aiuius, inn iii'iii.in 1 iiki'ii a lui. rim
loud ll"H inn to till- llllllll.UlV of
I hill, .it miiI nut k iii f.uilii-r TI.e
li p ui fuj uulus uvur the mount un
tiasstm iimnt us tmsiiy supUii, mil
tin imv hiuMit ol tlilh miA nut alio
li Tin t do 1 1 t yi nt vasy illinium i
1 ii i.ii l.i mivii 1 In- mo iiitiiiiiis
11.. hum oi Hi. ir-.-MHl
a . m . 4
Mlf" l''air and ni, iUiH4 J
so much more easily developed that the
poor of Chili would move over as the
poor of the old world aro coming to
seek homes in the United States.
From April to November tho moun
tarn passes aro blockaded with snow
and it is always dangerous and often
impossible to make the lourney. ia
tivo couriers who use snow shoes, go
over the year around, carrying the
mails, and find refuge 111 "casuchas, or
hollows of tho rocks during storms.
Sometimes, often, indeed, they perish
from exposure or starvation, or per
haps aro buried under tho awful aval
ancho. The passes aro about 13,000
feet high, and are swept by winds that
human endurance can not survive.
During the summer tho iournev is de
lighted and although attended by many
discomforts, has its compensations to
thoso who are willing to rough it and
aro fond of mountain scenery. Ladies
often go and enjoy it. Not long since
a party of thirteen sclioolma'nis from
the United States, who are down here
teaching under contract with tho Ar
gentino government, crossed the moun
tains to Chili, and had a lovely timo."
Plenty of mules and good guides can
bo secured at the termini of the rail
ways, but travelers havo to carry
their own food and bedding.
There aro no hotels on tho way, but
only "shacks" or log houses, which
furnish nothing but shelter. Very often
peoplowhoaro not accustomed to high
altitudes aro attacked with a disease
called "sirroehe," from which they
sometimes su Her severely. It comes in
the form of dizziness and pain in the
head, with vomiting, and so suddenly
that people have been konwn to fall
off their mules and be seriously injured.
The road is always dangerous, cling
ing to tho edgeof mighty precipices and
upon tho sides of mountain clills, and
only trained mules can bo used on the
journey. Duringthe winterseason the
winds aro often so strong as to blow
tlio mules with their burdens over the
precipices, and leave them as lood 101
tho condors that aro always soarina
around. 'J hese birds know tho dan
gerous passes and keep guard with the
expectation of seeing some traveler or
mulo go tumbling over the clitTs. There
aro some bridges, too, that must be
crossed whoso construction is not sat
isfactory to nervous men. J hey are
made of eowhido stretched across the
ravines niter tho manner of modern
suspension bridges, and the floor path,
just wide enough for a mule to pass is
laid of the branches of trees lashed to
gether with hides.
Travelers usually dismount, and
lead their mules when they cross these
fragile structure's for tho hide ropes
which aro intended to keep people
from stepping olT, do not look very se
cure. Tho oscillation of the bridge is
very great, and a man who is accus
tomed to giddiness will want to lie
down before he gets half way over. Jt
is rather queer that so few accidents
happen, and when they do occur it is
usually because a traveler is reckless,
or a mule is green. Tho foxes some
times gnaw tho hides, but no accidents
havo occurred from this cause for
many years.
Tho journey on mule-back usually
takes five days of travel at the rate of
thirty or forty miles a day, but good
riders with relays of unties often make
it in less than three days. Longchap
ters might be written to describe tho
scenery of tho mountains, which is as
sublime as can bo found anywhere,
and the whole route is historical, as it
has been in use for centuries. There is
scarcely a mile without some roman
tic association, not a rock without its
incident, and tradition, incident and
romance line tho path bcfoic the Span
iards conquered tho country, and
Don Diego do Almago crossed it 15J55
as he passed southward to Chili alter
tho conquest of Peru.
An Object Lesson.
From tho Chicago Xowh.
"Papa, how do nations get into war
with each other?" usked Tommy Sea
sonby. "Sometimes oneway, sometimes an
other," said tho father. "Now, thoro
aro Germany and Spain they came
near getting into war becauso a Span
ish mob took down tho German flag."
"No, my dear," put in Mrs. Scasonby,
"that wasn't the rea.son."
"But my darling," put in Mr. S.,
"don't you suppose I know? You are
mistaken. That was the reason."
"No, dearie, you are mistaken. It
was becauso the Germans "
"Mrs. Scasonby, I say it was be
cause "
"Peleg, you know better. You are
only trying to "
"Madam, I don't understand that
your opinion was asked in this matter,
anyway."
'Well, I don't want my boy intrud
ed by an old ignoramus."
"Sco hero you impudent "
"Put dowhyourcane, youoldbruto.
Don't you darobristlo up tome, or I'll
send this rolling-pin at your head, you
old "
"Never mind," interrupted Tommy,
"1 guess I know how wars begin."
Pat Dcman's AVII1 Shriek.
From His Sjieocli at Uk Tennessee Unnquot.
Earth's two greatest oceans, 3,000
miles apart, shall roll up in thunder
iiik oratorio their echo of the high and
glad refrain: the vastest gulfs and
grandest lakes in all creation shall
join the chant; river after river, huse
rolling Hoods, shall conspire to swell
the taint jMi'ttn; Superior's waves, old
Mississippi's torrem, Niagara's misty
thunders i-hall roar it far and wide;
the hurticane, onu-hina through ten
thousand mountain g(f.set from the
Alloahniiies to the Cordillera, from
the Adirondack to the Sierras, shall
chime it; the raging bliitards. hurllns
tivinch hailstones on eky-boundf
and liorison itii el NhraVa plain,
shall uhtstle ai d ruttU it; ths cata
mount shall sh t k it ihr prairis wolf
shall howl it, it l" ! hoot it.and
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LINCOLN'S FKIEXD.
Unking Ulcli Officials and Latllei Stnml O
Aside
Correspondence Boston Jonrnnl.
Georgo Clark, an eccentric man in
humble circumstances, was an early
friend of Lincoln, who subsequently
removed to New England. lie met
Lincoln in Boston during a stumping
tour in tho cast. A few years passed,
and Mr. Lincoln was the man of tho
hour. Clark, whenever I met him, was
talking about him. "I can havo any
oflico I want," ho said omphati"
cally; "Abe will look out for
me." I thought him a dreamer,
and, like all his acquaintances, doubt
ed his claim. Shortly after Clark said
ho was going to havo an office, and
then in order to get it ho must havo
$12 to pay his fare to Washington. I
told him it was a useless undertaking.
Ho laughed at me. Abo would not ro
fuso him anything ho asked. Ho had
made up his mind to have a post office.
I told him that $1 2 would only pay
his fare, and that everything was so
high and tho hotels so crowded that
he could not live twenty-four hours
in Washington. Again ho laughed in
my faco, and then said: "What do I
care for high prices and hotels? Abo'll
take caro of mo. All I want is money
enough to got there."
Half in earnest, half in jest, the mou
sy was raised and Clark went to Wash
'ngton. A reception was taking place at tho
White House, and a man of his plebian
appearaneo was not only "out of
place," but was hustled about in an
unceremonious manner and in ono way
and another deterred from approach
ing Mr. Lincoln. Clark's patience under
tho embarrassing situation served him
for moro than an hour, when hunger
and anxiety about a place to "put up
for tho night" caused him to lose his
discretion and becomo desperate.
Mounting a chair just, ns the foreign
minister was approaching Mr. Lincoln,
ho sang out, "Abe! Abe!" Mr. Lincoln
instantly recognized the speaker. Tho
passing pageant of chivalry and fashion
became to his mind like tho unreality
of a dream from which ho had been
suddenly aroused and in all tho bril
liant assembly ho only saw Georgo
Clark, tho man who had shared with
him the hardships and privations of
frontier life in thednvs of small things.
"Make way for my friend," exclaimed
the President, and the surprised ladies
and gentlemen paused in astonishment
as Mr. Clark approached Mr. Lincoln
ind was received with a cordiality and
.varmth of greeting that had not been
accorded any other guest of the eve
ning.
A few minutes later Mr. Lincoln ex
cused himself from tho reception, and
passed into another room with his
old friend and closed the door. The
scene that followed i Known only
through Mr. Clark, and as ho was in
clined somewhat to exaggerate circum
stances, it must bo considered with
iome grains of allowance.
Mr. Lincoln, so Uarl: repeatedly
told his friends, was as familiar and
oft-hand as in their youth. He leaned
against tho wall and laughed, llo
was liko an overjoyed boy. "You
don't know," he said, "how glad I am
to see you. Tho face of an old friend
is liko a ray of sunshine through dark
and ominous clouds. I'veshookhands
till I'am tireder than I was splitting
rails." He inquired where Clark was
stopping, and if ho had been to sup
per, and when Clark told him ho was
stopping with AuoijincoinaiKi nature
md anything of any account to eat
since leaving home," he ordered the
best tlio White House afforded set be
fore him whilo he returne I to "finish
up tho business 110 nnu m nanu.
binally ho told iir. jumcoin
tho object of his visit and solic
ited tho Lawrence r ostmasterslup.
Mr. Lincoln laughed at lam and said:
"You ain't quito up m education,
George, to tako that kind of a job.
But I've lixcd yon all snug and right.
Tako this letter." Tho letter was ad
dressed: "To tho Collector of thcpoib
of Boston." Clark presented himself
at the custom houso ono morning, and
upon being snubbed by one or another
when ho inquired for tho Collector, re
marked that he had a lotter from his
friend Abraham Lincoln, addressed to
tho gentleman for whom ho had in
quired. This opened tho doors. Tho lotter
said, in substance: "Tho bearer is my
friend GeorgoChirk. Givohim the best
position ho can fill. If ho fails in one
placo give him another." Tho Collec
tor settled him as watchman on board
vessels in thoharbor a berth in which
ho could sleep us much jus ho liked
1,200 a year.
President Lincoln's Visitor.
Mr. Lincoln was quito ill early in
tho winter of 1SG3, and was not in
clined to listen to all tho bores who,
called ot tho Whilo House. One day
just ns one of thoso pests hail coated
himself for a long inter iew, tho Pres
ident's physician happonod to enter
the room, and Mr. Lincoln said, hold
ing out his hands:
"Doctor, what aro those hlotcho?"
"That's varioloid, or mild small
pox," said tho doctor."
"They'ro oil over mo. It is con
tagion's, I believe," eaid Mr. Lincoln.
"Very contapious, indeed!" replied
tho Esculaplau attendant.
"Well, I can't stop, Mr. Lincoln; I
just eallod to ceo how you wore," said
the visitor,
"Oh, don't h in n hurry, Mr!" plac
idly remarked the Executive, o
"Thank you, elr; I'll cull iipahi," re
plied tlio isitor, axoeutlnf! a masterly
retreat from a fearful contasion.
"Do, uir," 9 bald the President.
"Sotno people Mild thy could not
take very well to my proclamation,
but now, I am happy to )', I have
msthttuc thai everybody ran take.'
fly this time the visitor maklne; a
drnrftto break fur l'wiualvfjnia
avenue, huh U melted Mt Un
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feuiiny pattli