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The Oregon gout VOL. II. UNION, OREGON, SATURDAY, FEBRUARY (5, 188(5. NO. 32. THE OREGON SCOUT. An Independent weekly Journal, Issued cvo y Saturday by JONES & CHANCEY, Publishers aud Proprietors. A K. Jones, I Editor, f J D. Ciiancet, I Foreman. KaTKS OF SUI1SCUIPT10N: One copy, ono year 51 r.O " Six lnoiulis 1 (M ' " Three months 73 Invtirlntily cash In urlviinco. Kites of advertising- made known on appli cation. Correspondence from nil parts of tbocounty solicited. Addrecs nil communications lo A. K. Jones, Kdllor Orcn.in t-eout. Union. Or. liodgc Directory. OllANIl IlONIIK VAI.I KV l.OIXJK, JfO. Ml. A. F. and A. M. Meets on iho second and fourth tut unlays of each month. O. IJ. Uem., Y. M. C. K. Davis, Secretary. Union J.owu:. No. !. I. O. O I'. Regular meeting on Friday evenings of each Keck at their hall In I'nlon. All brethren In uooJ (tunilluir arc luvltud to Httond. Hy order ot tho lodjro. S. W. Lono, N. 0. G. A. TiioxirsoN, Secy. Clitircli Directory. M. IJ. Cnuucii Divino rervlco every Sunday at II a. m and7 p. in. Sunday scbool at ! p. in. I'rnyer meeting every Thursday evening at I):.T(). itKV. Ami:iim)n, Pastor. I'ltPStiVTruiAN riiritrit Hejfiilar church Rorvlcoi every Sabbath iiiornlnjr ami evi-nlntr. Piuvor mcetlnir ich week on Wi'dnoday (.veiling. Sabbath school every Snbtiath at 10 u. in. Itov. II. Vuknon Hick, Pmbioi-. St. John's Ki'iscocAt. Council Service every Sunday ot 11 o'clock a. m. Hbv. V. It. I'ovir.Lt., Hector. County OKIror. Judpc A. P. Cralp Sheriff A. Ii. SaundfM Clerk 11. I'". Wileoii TreaHiror A. V. llensim School Sutierlntendcnt .1. I,. Htudinan Survojor." .' 13. Siinonl Coioner 13. II. l.uwis COMM1SS10NEHS. Oco. Acklos Jno. Stanley State Senator 1.. 11. Hlnehart IIK1MK6ENTAT1VKS. V. T. Dlclr.... E. U. Taylor City Offlccr. Mayor..., D. B. Iteis COUXOII.MEV. S. A. Pnnel W. D. Iteidleman j.s. uiiiott, wiiiis tidir .1. It. P.aton, O. A. Thompson Jtceorder 1. IJ. Ihomson Mnrfhal J. A.Jli'tinev Treasurer J. D. Carroll Sticet Commissioner L. Hutou Departure of Trnlii. Itcmilnr east, bound trains leavo atn:50a. tn. West bound trains leuvo at i:M p. in. I'ltOFICSSIOIVAIi. J. 11. CKITHS, AT'TOKMIl' AT H.AW. Colloctlnfr and probato jn-actlro specialties Olllcc, two doois south of Tostollice, L'Liou, Oregon. K. EAK1N, AltorcGy at Law aod Notary Pnlilic. Office, ono door south of J. II. Eaton's Btoro Union, Oregon. I. N. CROMWELL, M. D., Physician and Surgeon Office, ono door south ot J. II. Union's store, Union, Oregon. A. E. SCOJLT, JU. D., nBWSic;aA:v a."ve s5Je:ko:v, ITns permanently located at North Powder, 7horciw wll'smwcrall calls. T. II. CRAWFORD, ATTORNEY AT CATV, Union, .... Oregon. D. Y. K. DKISIUNC, flsyaJcInn nnd Surgvcon, Union, Oregon. Office, Jfnln street, next door to Jones Bros.' variety store R-B dcpco. Main strcot, second houso south -of court house. Chron'udlscusoi a specialty. mm M CounsBllor at Law, UM0X, OlIEGON'. Hf al Eetnto, Law and Probato Practice will reeolvo upeciul uttcntlon. Otllco ou A Bticat, rear of Stnto Land Offlce. U. F. BURLEIGH, Attorney at ff-nr, Itcal Etute and Collecting; Agent. Land Ofllco Business a Specialty. (1 Offlco at Alder. Union Co., Oroon. s . JEFSB IIAUDESTV, J, W. EH ELTON 3HELT0N & HARDEST!, AT-l'OK.MJVH AT L.A1V. Will practire in Union, Baker, Grant, Umatilla nnd Morrow Counties, nlso in the Supreme Court of Oregon, the Dintrict. Circuit and Supremo Courts o( the United fiUtes. Mining and Corporation bualncsi Atp Ua.Hr. OflM la Union, Oregon, COUSIN JOHN VANDERBILT. The Queer Old Fellow Who Mvcs in the Jersey Mountains. Proud of His Strength auilHis Three Little Pigs. IMh One AMnlt to the I.nt AVIUlatn If. Not forty mile?!, as the crow Hies, from the late home of New York's great millionaire, lives an ohl man. bowed witli the weight of years of toil ami exposure, who is given subsistence in the, sunset of hi- days tlii ttgh the charity of his son, who ekctj owl ti living by such menial tasks as he cut get. Only this keeps the dread of the poor house from his aged parents. A half day's income of the Vantlerbilt estate would be a fabulous wealth to him. John Vantlerbilt, or "Old Belt," as ho is more familiarly known, says The. Kcio York llcruld, is a noted character among the residents of the northern or mountainous part of Morris county, New Jersey. Ho squandered a haiitt some patrimony and then immured him self in these mountains nearly forty years ago, and has since kept the peo ple of .this region in constant wonder ment by his feats of physical strength and endurance. Upon an elevation near the Denmark pond Uncle John built himself an un pretentious little house of two stories, not more than 18x12 feet in size, board ed straight up and down aud unpaint cd. His wife,,btill a mild, pleasant-faced and well-spoken old lady, despite the fifty-five years of wedded life siie has spent with rough old John, followed liim loyally to his lonely habitation. In tho patches between the rocks they raisetl potatoes and the few other things that would grow, and n cow and a joke of oxen found pasture on the marsh lands at the verge of the pontl. Beyond this the subsistence for the large family was obtained by Uncle John's skill as a fisher. His early experience as a shad fisher with his father in the Hudson river stood liim well and enabled him to make his own nets. Tito Denmark pontl, with its muddy bottonijs;i prime resorf 'lor catfish, and tlicy liauifl it in great numbers. Every morning for de cades "Old Belt" raised his nets from the bottom and found them filled with theso delicious little lish. I'rom these he would. cull tho nicest antl then jmt buck in their clement the smaller ones, knowing full well he would take them again when they grew larger. "I guess I've ketched every catfish in that 'ere pond a dozen times," he would say, "an' I guess they'll come to know me arter awhile." With all her household cares Mrs. Vantlerbilt yet found time to assist her husband in his fishing operations. After a catch site would skin ami clean the little lish the iiarde.it in the world to clean ami skin while John would Mart oil' with his yoke of oxen to neigh boring towns like Dover and 1'ockaway, to sell his lish and bring back grocer ies anil other necessaries. In cleaning lish, Mrs. Vantlerbilt was so expert that sportsmen have oftimcs visited tho little house, ostensibly for the purpose of hav ing u chat with tho pleasant old lady, but in reality to witness for themselves her far-famed skill in dressing catfish, h'caloilin her chair, with a bushel bas ket tilled with catfish beside her, she would converse freely and rapidly with out her work being ever interrupted. In tho estimation of old John this was one of his wife's . greatest accomplish ment. "Skin catfish!'1 ho would ox-, claim, when broached on the subject, "I guess sho kin! She can peel the overcoat off'n a catfish every three min utes an' never set tired. 4 'Tal kin1 about st rength , ' 1 6ay to his intimates, over "biled cider;" "why, thcro man livin' in them days as he would n jug of wasn't a could put my ole dad that was Aaron bilt ofl'n his pins, or lift the Vander heft he could. In them days the best man was tho man as could hoe tho biggest row in a scrimmage, an1 at town meetin's an' tlch like the old man used ter sweep the green fur twenty mile around. When I was young I was a pooty tough saplin' myself an' am yit if I do say it but I wasn't a sueumstance to the ole man. 1 rocollcc' once, when wo was on Ber gen Tiiit, thot a feller with a load o' cider got stuck in tho mud, an' olo Dan'l Crano said ho wouldn't mind buy-in1 a barrel of it if ho could only get it to tho store. I told him I'd git it thar, and when he'd bought it I got it in my arms and toted it to tho store. Bhneby my olo man come in, an' olo Daniol begun braggin1 on what I'd done. What's that?" scs tho olo man, an' ho picks up thobar'l by tho chimes with tho ends of his fingers, an1 sets it on tho counter. Why, there wasn't a man made outir-clay that could handle olo Aaron Vanderbllt. There itse'd to be a set of Grecnleaf that thought thoy rul- cd tlii roo.-t in Hud o.i eoutity in th-sii lays till tlio ole ni.itt wont an' cleaned out the ltttll pastel of 'em at a gencr'l trainin' in tin Bergen wootls." jrninilson of .lolin Vantlerbilt. 'riteir wages range from $1 lo to $1 AO per lis was alltt-s sober.hard-workin friend dnvonlv, "but tliev appear contented '. ly, an' iee. He used to tell me he'd do anil happy when they receive it. The , sttthin fer me. but I think William II. other miners ehaiV "them upon their i put it oiven hi- head by tellin' him that l.-iti-liln tn tin' niilliniiMirns. and the 1 1 was n drinktu' man. But I never ask- 1ni'rni' nwini'V tJmv will rnpnivn bv di rection of the will, but the young men lattgh at it and pass it by with good natured badinage. After a wearying journey, the Den mark clearing and 'the abiding plac of Uncle Jonn Vantlerbilt and his wife is reached. Th" old man is filling a large corn basket with the wood which he hao chopped in front of the door. When the object of lite to him unusual intru sion is shouted in his ear, he responds, "Yes I've heerd William II. is tlead. A man who came up from Doon 'tother day told us he dropped tleatl in tho street. Go right in. and I'll come, too, as soon as I've filled litis 'ere basket." A moment later he lifts the heavy bur den, which ho carries quite easily for out; of his great age. In response to a query Uncle. John said: l was 77 on the U)th of last August and the ole woman will be 71 en tho 1st of next March. Wo was :rs,irricd when she wa.s IS, so ye kin fig rer it out fer verself how long we've been hitched. As near as 1 kin tell the fust ones of the name that cum here from furrin parts was Jake an' John, two brothers. They was Low Dutch, or sttthin' of that "tripe, 1 guess, an' they sot 'cmsolves down on Slat en island, near what they used ter otrfl Toad's Hill in them days. Jake was the gran'father of Cornelius him that they called the commodore. John was my grafi'fathcr, an' thoy called mo af ter him. Jake was a shoemaker an' .John Wits a blacksmith. Each of 'em owned a little house an' enough ground for a garden patch. I kin 'member ole Jake very well, but my gran'father died long afore I w:is thought of. "Olo Jake ho had a son Cornelius, that was tho commodore's father, and John had a son Aaron, who was my father, an' thoy was a right smart team of youngster, an' got along well. They was brung up together, too. Yer see. ole John tiled when my ole man was it little shaver, an' left him all alone an' purl v poor of!'. But old .Jake had a heart in him as big as a punipk'n, an he tuk the lentlo feller in outen tho coltl. But olo Jake's wife wasn't just like him, an' I've often heerd the ole man say she used him purtv tough, makin' him do all tho rough jobs an givin' him lo cat what the rest wouldn't But the ole' man was tougher than : young bear an' he squeezed through an' cum out all rigid. Mebee it done him good kinder sharped him up like to hoe his own row better when he got bigger. "The olo man dickered in a good many tilings outsido of lishin1 an' made money hand over list. Whon ho cum out in Jersey an' bought tho big farm at Uenville lie owned some good prop erly on Jersey City heights besides, an hod lots of money out in use. His sis ters dono well, too. Katie, siio mar ried a man well oil'; an1 Isabella sho married a rich sea captain. But while thoy was gittin' along so wull olo Jake their Uncle, ye know, who was so kind to them when thoy was Icctle was driftin' back'ards. Bimobv the sliurfi' got hold of his hull kit an' cargo an' was goin' to sell him out. "Thero wasn't any railroads in them days, an' so olo Jake, who was nigh on ter 80 years bv this time, hoofed it till the way out to Denville, an' ses to the old man, 4 Aaron, ses he, 4l'ni coin to bo sold out nex' week by the shurfi' tin' put out on tho road.' 'No, ye ain't,' ses the ole man, 'I'll bo thar an' fix things straight for ye.1 An1 he was thero an' bought in the hull kit an' ketollick. Then he told olo Jako ho could stay in tho prop'ty as long's ho lived for the payiu' of the taxes. But when ole Jake died there was a rumpus, I kin tell ye. The ole man couldn't never quite forgit how ole Jake's wifo lied used him, an' ho didn't seem ter want ter, either. When he heerd olo Jako was dead, he went right down, tin' 4Aunt Isabol.'says he, 'ycr recolloo how you used me when I was a lectio boy? I'm goin' tor sell tho old place right under your feet an1 ye'll havo to pick up yer traps an' git somewlmr else.' Aud sell it he did to a man named Silvey. "Ole Jako had a son Cornelius, who kep' tho Grand tavern at Quarantine an win tho father of young Cornelius, who was afterward called tho commodore. Old Cornelius laid a pretty nico nest-egg in the Grand tavern, for yourig Corne lius, who kept on kcepin1 the place fer t while arter his father died, an' then bo gun to spcckilato outside. Me an' young Cornelius kindor.driftedr anart.artyr'w growed up,' fer he was at Quarantine, wi' I was at Bergen, and wc didn't so each other much. But wo allcrs kop' up the quaintanee, an' every onoo in n wliilo I'd go ter mh him. lie had tho Vanderbilt knack of making money, an' 'twtw Vtonishin' how he'd git along. cd him fer any of his monev an' 1 wasn't dis'pinti d when I didn't get it. The !d man's narrative would sel dom end. however, without someone asking: "What wa that story, Uncle John, about throwing tho bull olY the bridge?"' At this the old man's face would invariable wreathe in smiles. "Well, ye see, I was a young man then an' didn't like ter take the wash of any other feller's boat. But thero vn a big butler over at llaekcnsack, on the Pas saic rhvr, who was ctcrna'ly braggin' 'bout b.-in' the man who throwed the bull oil' the bridge. Whenever he'd git out at a party, at a dancs where there Wits girls, or anywhere i.lse, he'd alius bawl out 'Hurrah for tho man what thro wed the bull olV'n the bridge.' This alius riled me, for he said it so big, like, lie wasn't a light in' chap, so I couldn't take the consato oul'n him in that way, but 1 knew that I could do anything that he could and would it' T over got the chance. Bitncby titer chance cum ter nie. I was goin ter Newark' Neck ono day, antl as 1 kem ter tho llaekcn sack bridge there was a drove of cattle comin' across it. I thought of big Jim Van llotileu right away, and says I to myself, if there's a bull in that lot either ho or I is got ter go inter tho llaekcnsack river. When I got in among cm, thcro sure enough, was a line 2-year old bull. I made a grab fer him ter wiuist an' got him by the tail. He started right ofl", but I hail as good a holt as he had, an' I fetched him to a standstill. Then I give him a smart twist like an' brought him over hy tho rail. Thinks 1, it's now or never, olo feller, an' I kin do it if Jim Van Ilouten kin. So I got a hitch under him, an' put all my strength in a big boost, an' over the rail lie went, kusplosh inter tho river, llo .swum down the river a bit and waded ashore in Van Wagner's nieilder. Van Wag ner seed the full pureeedin' an' cum up an' asked what 1 did that fur, an' 1 told him. After that everybody called mo the man what throwed tho bull olV'n the bridge, an' they believed it, too, 'cause Van Wagner told all 'round that ho .seed me do il " But with till his faults old John had redeeming features even in his roughest days, llo was gotl-natured, kind-hearted, and in his way mindful of tho wants of his family. After selling his lish he would first purchase tho things neces sary for his household, and then dissi pate with the surplus. So this strange life went on till quito recently. Even in the coldest weather tho rugged old man would go to the pond, cut holes in tho ice, and raise his nets for tho lish. A year ago, however, ho caught cold one bitter day, which resulted in in llamation of tho lungs. Tho physician who penetrated the mountains to tit tend him finally gave up hope and said he could not live; but oven then the tenacious, gritty old man rallied and finally recovered. Ho bids fair to livo some time yet, but his wonderful phys iquo is broken at last. His frame is greatly bout, and ho has become very deaf. About a year ago his youngest child, an unmarried son who bears the name of William II. Vantlerbilt, took his agetl parents to an unpretentious but more comfortable dwelling which ho had rented about a quarter of a mile away from their old home, where ho earns a living for them by cutting hoop-poles in the mountains. Here tho old man lives in quiet contentment and hears but very little, of what tho world ut largo does in refereuiM to tho Vantlerbilt es tate To his credit it must also bo said that he changed his methods of life be fore his severe illness, nnd for several years has abstained from his long form ed habits of dissipation. Ho has oven taken to the consideration of religious things, and expresses himself ready to meet his end with serenity. Of tho ten children born to Unclo John and his wifo live are tleatl. it is noticeable that tho name William II. is to bo found in each family. All the offspring are sturdy, honest, industrious peoplo, and, although invariably poor and uneducated, are of gootl habits, in them tho people of the neighborhood fancy thoy hoo strong facial resem blances to tho portraits of tho lato Wil liam II. Vanderbllt, particularly so in their well rounded cheeks and full tin dcrlips. Tho sons of Uncle John are John L., Anthony and William il. Anthony is of much greater stature than his father, and, as ho inherits the physical powers of his sire, is a verit able giant, n strength. Ho is 6 feet S inches in height, and it is said of him that he c&n lift a half ton of dead weight A feeling of curiosity, .t dciiv to know what e fleet the death of the great railway magnate would have upon this1 humble branch of tho Vanderbllt family, led the writer to seek Uncle John Van derbllt among the lonely mountains of Denmark. On the way from Doon is passed Hibernia, where are located the great mines of the C.lentlon and Andov er Iron companies. Near the works r man is laboring at tree of a wagon. John L. Vanderbllt. and a teamster in the. broken whillle He is introduced as a son of Uncle John, the employ of the Ho formerly work- Antlover company. etl in the mine, him to ffive il up. but illness compelled mil ho was forced to find outside work. He laughed at the idea of receiving anything from the Vanderbilt estate, but there was the slightest tingo of anxiety in lite tones of his voie..' when he asked if si will had been made. When inform "vl that such was the case and that his family was not mentioned, he quietly remarked: "Well, it would not hurt them, 1 think, to spare the Utile that would make the old man comfortable." At the ollieo of the Antlover company, a little further on, the miners woio marching up lo receive their monthly pay, and in the line tiro several stalwart "The last time I seen him was about a year before ho died, lie used tno real kindly anil asked me to cum an' seo him agin, for he said our days was gitin' shorten' we couldn't 'sociate together much more. After he. died 1 heerd he'd left mo suthin', and 1 went ter Will iam's ollieo ter see about il. A f.dler what cum out went in and cum out agin, and he said that William wasn't at hum, but he brought me ti '20 bill. 1 didn't thank him much fer it an' I made up 1113' mind when folks gits to c'.ittin' up so I'd better leave '0111 alone. "How much did William leave?" asked the old man. When told that, the estate reached the largo proportions of 200,000,000 lie said: "That's a ptirty penny, aint it?" and he chuckled to ltimself as if "pleased that it was so. In fact, ho has always felt a family pride in tho ability of the New York Vantler bilts to make money, and has never en vied them their enormous wealth which he Iwlievod reflected credit upon the family name generally. Whon told that tho will had hem made nnd that it did not contain mention of his branch of the family, ho simply remarked. "1 guess thoy must have forgotten mo," and as the force of his own humor struck him he broke out in a laugh. Then ho said: "Well, I've got plenty to cat and think, an' plenty of betldiu' and clothes, such as thoy are, an' 1 guess I'll git along." Coming out of this humble home, three littto white pigs tiro burying their noses in the mud of the road in front. As wo drive away, old John Vanderbilt points to them triumphantly and says; "There's a nice lot of meat gittin' a gocxl start for next year, anyhow." The Fan. I.ovo never was a Iilddoii god, Anil nplte of what the ancients en) 'Twin lie who Niii;lit to Hoe tho iimkl; llv told me so believe who may! Kroa loved IVychc; while she slept, Spying the virgin li- niliulred, At fllit ofBUfh loveliness, Ills heart win Uu llleil, liln Minseti llrod. And :ih lie bent, In rapture lost, The oil fell onjier where she liiy; Startled, nhe awoke; ami Beehi); Love, At once took whig nnd Hew away. Vainly f-lnco then the love-lorn boy Has Miuglit the maid with azure wind's; No form of Hitch soft beauty camu To cheer htm In his wandering. At length one day, as sad lie Mrodu, Hy paths made Hwect with April iletf Jle Bplcil a hiittcrlly that painted On u largo robchnd, full In view. '"TI Psyche!" ordd ho; "urcly this Miiit be the wingi that went mid cams About her bhouliler, when ttlie lied Willi Ihihh of rosy-colored shame!" "Conlil I but wlzi! It!" and ho sjiran J.lku a raeh lover, and his Hp With tho wild t'clasy of love Cloiud on IU fluttering azure, tip. And as lie held the broken limb. And wondered to what purpoao coy lie now should turn the beauteous tiling; 'I'll make of It fair woman's toy!" 80 fashioning quick, with dexterous art, At ouro her bhleld and yataghan; "Oo, (hitter now forevennore I" Said Eros and he made tho Kan. Jlan Alcawl Know When to Call. In the ante-room of a Minister of State. c 44Is tho Under-Secretary of Stato in Ids ofllco?" 44l'cs, sir, hut whon ho is in he doesn't rcceivo anybody." 44A11 right; I'll come sorao day when he isn't in." No Reason for Metempsyohoais. Two philosophers: 44Seo her. I believe in mctompsj' chosis. I am convinced that after my dcatli my soul will inhabit tho body of : beast." "Yon needn't die for that" FACTS AND FANCIES. Wyoming county, West Virginia, is without a physician. A witty Scotchman calls the "Sunday sickness" which keeps people from tho house of (Sod, but interrupts no wcok day work, morbis Subbatints. Tho clergy, you may have noticed, are much more forcibly reminded of the "uncertainly of life" when a million aire dies suddenly than when a poor man drops dead. Up in Canada they say cockney Kng- lislimen just over are the only ones who call it "tobogganing." The natives ail it "sliding," and the toboggan is called a traineatt. "Iloo.e," money, and butter were among the answers of the congregation of New York nimsboysto a clergyman who ask them: "What is the most pow erful thing on earth." The colored people of Charleston, S. C, havo formed ti mutual protective union to assist them in securing justice in tho courts of that s'ate, which they feel is sometimes denied them. A Philadelphia dime museum has on exhibition a "human volcano," whoso breath is of such high temperature that it sets lire to a piece of paper held before t. The fellow came from Kentucky. Contagious discuses havo e.cit"d the people of 1'airhaven, Mass., to such a degree that the horse cars carry two bags of camphor as disinfectants, one sit each end, placed thero by the board of health. Tho people of Atlanta, (Sa., sunk ?i2G,O0O in an artesian well 2,000 feet deep, only to learn, from a professor of the stato university, that tho city stood on granite rock thu bedrock of the continent. Tho grinding of tho crown-glass disk of the immense lens of Lick observato ty, California, is well under way at Cambridge, Mass., yet a whole year's work remains to bo done before il can be linished. Under tho Oregon law, a person who loses money at the gaining tables is entitled to recover double tho amount, and a Portland party who deposited SIL'o in a faro bank has rceovorod judg ment for $2f0. . An honest but rather illiterate ohl farmer, while addressing a school-house audience on intoniporoiico, confessed that ho hail been a drinking man. "hut, my friends," ho said, "1 never drank to success." "Did you attend church, my daugh ter?" "Yes, papa." "How did you like tho sermon?" "Well, tho minister stuck to his text, and I must say deliv ered a very cheerful though somewhat unseasonable discourse." "What was tho text?" "Many tiro cold but few tiro frozen." The mad-dog craze in Now Jersey and Now York is becoming laughable. Tho superintondon!; of tho Now York dog pound testifies to iti foolishness. "People comu hero almost every day and ask us to take away mail dogs. When we get thorn tho dog is no more mad than the people." Minister's wifo (rather trying at times): "How much did you get for performing that marriago ceremony this morning?" Minister: "Two dollars." Wife: "Only $2!" Minister: "Yes. The poor fellow said he had boon mar ried before, and 1 hadn't tho huart to charge him more than that." Among tho relies of tho lato war stowed away in tho United States ordnance museum is a saber fully livo feet long, which was found on tho ba -tlofiohl of Manassas. A Virginian who visited the museum recognized tho sa ber as ono that had been used by a ghtnt Virginia cavalryman in "Job" Stuart's command. "The cavalryman in ques tion," said the Virginian, "was nearly soven feet high and broad in proportion. Ho had that big saber mado by a cross roads horseshoer, and promised to hew his way through tho Yunkoo lines with it and enter Washington, but, poor fol low, he was shot at Manassas boforo In could carry out his rash purpose." tv9 A short time since a gentleman who lived in a small town not far from Buf falo went the way of all flesh, and the burial ceremonies to bo performed over his remains were committed to thu care of a local undertaker. Tho funeral was quite an important one, for tho gentle man was prominent in his own town, and a nuinbor of Ids friends from tho city were present, Tho services were held in the church, but just as tho tlmu arrived for taking tho romains to tho cemetery 11 sovaro thunder storm came up, and it was considered best not to start until tho worst of the storm was over. Tho wait was rather an embar rassing ono, but the undertaker was equal to tho emergency. Standing on tho chancel stops, ho shouted so aa to be hoard in the choir loft at the other end of tho building: "The organUdifWlll please give us a llttlu musia to white away tho time." Even tho mourners smiled.