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About The Oregon scout. (Union, Union County, Or.) 188?-1918 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 20, 1886)
THE DRUMMER BOY. What will you bo, my laddie, When you crow n g'cat big man I" Til bo n soldier, nnd light the foe, As only a poltller ran. I'H not be chained to n desk or bench, Like a pallcy slave of old, But travel nil the wide world o'er, A gallant warrior lold." Iltirrah, for the life of n soldier, And the colors bright and gay; To the pound of the fife and rattling drum We merrily march away. He did not think 'twoud be 60 hard From friends at home to part. The little drummer Iwy tramped alonr With nn almost breaking heart, Till trusty comrades cheered him, With many a Joval smack, faying, "Hey, my lad, don't look so dowm We'll toon" Imj coming back." Hurrah, for the life of a soldier, And the colors bright and gay; To the found of the life and rattling drum Wc merrily march away. And when the battle rages You'll find him In the front 0f many furious charges; His regiment bore the brunt Ills cap wits gone, his coat wus tom, The drum In sorry plight, When through the din came back the cry, "We win. wc win tho light." Hurrah for the IIf. of a soldier, And tho eo'or bright and gay; To the sound of the life and rattling drum Wc mcrrllv inaich away. Clart llncent. Doctor Antekirtt. A SEQUEL TO MATHIAS SANDORF. "X$y .Tulos "Verne, AOTnon op "jotntNEY to Tint cr.NTnn OF Till. KArtTir, 'TIHt TO TUB MOON, "AHOTJNI TIIK WOULD IK JUOIITX DAYS," " MICHAI'.Ii BTItOUOFl', " TWKNTV THOUSAND l.HAOUKS VKUl'.tl TIIK HEA," ETC., ETO. Xtwuimion copvrioMcd hy (J. W. llanua, 1SS3. CHAPTER IL Tim LAUNCH OP Till". TUOHACOrX). "And so this doos not do?" nsked Gipo HTHtifou. "What does not do?" replied Point Poncftde. "This business I" "It might do hotter, it must bo admitted, but it might do worso 1" "Posondo?" "Matifou I' "Don't you wish to hear what 1 am going to nay?" "I do wish, on tho contrary, if it ia wort 1 1 wishing for." "Weill you ought to loavo me," said tho giant. "What do you mean by leaving you? TA leave you to yourself t" nuked Point Poscade. "Yes." "Continue, Horoulcs of my dreams I Ton interest me !" "Yes 1 am sure, that if you wcro nlono you would dmw tho peoplo ! I prevont yon. Jt is my fault that you don't, and without inn you would bo able to" "Now, look here, Capo Matifou," replied Poscade seriously. "You uro liff. uro you uot ?" "Yob." "And tall?" "Yea." 'Wflll, big nnd tall ns yoti aro, I do not understand how you could manage to hold such a huge atupuiity us you liavo just uttered." "And why, Point Pescado ?" "Because it in bigger and tailor Minn you we, Cajie Matifou 1 Mo leave you ! But if 1 was not here with whom would you do tho juggling?" "With whom '(' "Who would you havo to do tho dangerous jump ou to your occiput ?" "I do not know " "Or tho grand fight botweou your Lands ?" "Booh I" nnswoiod tho giant, ombar raxaed by these pressing questions. "Yes in presence of a delighted audi--nee, when by chance there is an audience!" "An audience," murmured Matifou. "There, shut up," continued Pescade, and just think of earning something lor nupptr to-night. " "I inn uot hungry." "You aro always hungry, Capo Mati fou; and oven now you aro hungry," said Point Poscudn, opening his com pmiions enormous j ova with his hands. "I ceo your canines as big na those of a bulldog t You nro hungry, I toll you: nd when wo havo earned half a lloriu er n qunrtor of u ilorin you shall eat," "But you, my littlo Posoado?" "Mo f a gnun of millet will bo enough. I don't want to bo btrong liko you, my on. This is how I look at it. Tho moro you cat tho more you grow. Tho more you grow tho more you beuomo a phenomenon " "A phenomenon yes 1" "But with mo, on tho contrary, tha less I cat tho moro I waste, and tho mora X waste I booomo u phenomenon. Ia lhat truo ?" "Tlint ia truo," ntiRwered Matifou Innocently. "And bo, Point Pescado, In my own interests 1 ought to eat." "Just so, my big dog, and iu niino I might not to cat." "But supposing thcro is only enough (or one?" "Then it will bo yours." " But suppose there is enough for two V "It would still bo yours. My dear Matifou, you aro woith any two num." "Four ail ton I" exclaimed tha ''Anil putting astdo tho omphatlo exftg faratiou no common among all giants, ft&oieut nnd modern, Matifou had in Iruth thrown every wrestler hithorto bp posed to him. Twq facts woro told of ,kira whfoh allowed his prodigious tint'tli. Ono ovoiilnir in a olrous at Kiwea na upright supporting tho wood work boS'Ut to tf ivo way. Tho oi-noklng caused a good C.mI of alarm among thG opectators, who woro threatened with being crushed by tho fall of tho roof or crushed by themselves as they thronged to tho door. But Capo Matifou was there, llo mnda u leap to tho beam which wns already out of tho perpendic ular, and as tho fiamework sagged down ho held it upon his shoulders as long .s it was necessary to allow tho audienco to disperse. Then willi another bound ho jumped out, and tho sumo moment tlio roof collap.vjd behind. That was dono by strength of shoulder. Tho following was dono by strength of arm. Ono day on the plains of Camarguo a bull went mnd and escaped from tiio enclosure and chased and injured several people, ami would havo douo a great deal of damago had it not been for C.ipo Matifou. Tho giant ran at the animal, waited for it, and as it lowered its head for tho rush ho seized it by tho horns, nnd with ono twist of his arm ho laid it on its back with its four hoofs kicking helplessly in tho air. Of hissupe'rhunian strength thoio had been other proofs, but these v'll servo to show not only Malifou's musculari'y, but also hiscourngo and devotion, for ho never hesitated to risk his life when ho could holp his fellows. So that ho was as good as ho was strong. But that ho should loso none of his strength it wui necessary, as Poscade had said, that h J should eat, and his companion obliged him to eat, stinting himself wh-n thcro was only enough for ono. This night, however, supper even for ono had not yet uppcured above the horizon. "We aro in a fog," said Point Pescado. And to dissipate it ho returned to his jokes and grimaces. Ho strode along tho platform, ho ges ticulated, ho did n few dislocations, ho walked on his hands when ho did net walk on his feet, having observed that you do not feel so hungry with your head downwards. Ilo began again in liis half Provencal half Sclavo lingo, that perpetual patter of tho show booth which tho clown tiros off at tho crowd. "Como in gentlemen!" shouted Point Poscade. "Thcro is nothing to pay till you go out and then it's only a kreutzor." But to go out it Was necessary to go in, and although live or six peoplo stopped no ouo attempted to enter tho arena. Then Point Pescado with a long Bwiteh pointed out tho ferocious animals depicted on tho canvas. Not that ho had a inenagerio to show tho public ! But these terriblo creatures existed in some paits of Africa and India, and if over Capo Matifou mot them on tho road, why they would only make a mouthful for Cape Matifou ! And thus he chattered on, interrupted every now and then by tho giant with n bang on tho big drum that echoed liko a cannon shot "Tho hyionn, gentlemen, tho hyrcna conies from tho Capo of Good Hope. Active and sanguinary, you see him clearing tho walls of tho gravoyard on which ho proys." Then turning to tho othor sulo of tno stand ho pointed at a daub of yellow in a clump of blue trees. "Hero you aro! Tito young and interesting rhinoceros, only fifteen months old! Ho canio from Sumatra nnd nearly wrecked tho ship ho was brought over in by sticking his horn through tho hull." Then to tho other end ho turned again to show tho lion amidst a greenish mass of the bones of his victims. "Behold, gentlemen! Tho terriblo lion of tlio Atlus! llo lives in the depths of tho Sahara, in tho burning sands of tho desert 1 When tho heat gets too much for him ho hiden in the eaves! If ho finds any water dropping ho opens his mouth and drinks it as it drops 1 And that's why he's called an humidiau!" But all the attractions seemed to fail. Point Pescado shouted in vain. In vain Capo Matifou banged tho big drum. Things wore growing doqiernto. However, a fow Dalmatians powerful-looking mountaineers came at last, and stopped before tho uthlotio Matifou and coolly examined huu with tho air of connoisseurs. Point Pescado iiutno liately challenged them. "Walk up, gentlemen! Como in! Now'h your time ! CI rand contest 1 Man toman! A clear field! Capo Matifou will throw any amateur that honors him with his confidence 1 A pair of cotton tights as the prize for the conqueror! Aro yon game, gentleim n ?' added Point Pescade, addressing these big fellows who stared at him with astonishment. But tho big fellows did not see tho fun of accepting tho challenge, and Point Pescado had to announce that as no amateurs were forthcoming tho contest would take plneo between Capo Matifou and himself. Yea! "Skill bIiuII bo pitied against strength." "Walk up! Walk up! Dou't all oamo atouool" vociferated poor Pes cado. "You will seo now what you uover saw before ! Point Pescado and Cape Matifou at it hiininioruud tougues ! Tho twins of Provence! Yes twins but not of tho same aire, nor of tho sumo mother! Eh? Aren't wo liko each other- mo particularly I" A young man stopped in front of tho platform. Ho listened gravely to these threadbare pleasantries. Tho young man was about twenty-two or a little older, and was above tho mid dle height His handsome leatureo, with a certain severity about them, denoted a pensive nature, disciplined probably in thosohoolof sutVering. llm largo black eyes, his board which ho kept short, his mouth rarely accustomed to smile, but oloarly cut beneath his fcilltv moustache, proclaimed munis- tnkablv his lluiicari.m origin and the lnvponderanoo of Magyar blood. Ho i - i ..!.. ii.. :.. .. ......I..-., cfttt wanunwcu quu-uj m iu"u without any pretense of being in tho fashion. His bearing could not bo mis taken ; the youug mau was already u ninii, llo listened, wo have said, to fho uso lese patter of Poiht Peiseado. With some Byinpathy hu looked at him allowing oil on the platform. Having sull'erod him nelf ho probably coutd uot romatu iudif. foreut to tho bUtVeriugaof other r. - Till'. LAUNCH OK "Two Frenchmen 1" ho said to him self. "Poor fellows! They havo not dono much to-day!" And then the idea occurred to him to constitute himself an audience nn audi enco that paid. It wus only a bit of charity, perhaps, but it was a bit of charity iu disguise, and it might bo wel come So ho ndvnuccd towards tho door that is towards tho piece of canvas which on being raised gave admittance to tho ring. " Walk in, sir! walkinl" saidPescade. " Wo aro just going to commence 1" "But I anialono " said tho young man, good-naturedly. "Sir, "replied Point Pescado, proudly, nnd bomowhat chnflingly, "tho true art ist looks at the quality nnd uot at tho quantity of his audienco!" "Howovcr you will allow mo?" said tho gentleman taking out his purso. And ho picked out two florins and placed them ou a till plate in a corner of tho platform. "Bravo !" said Pescnde. Thcu ho turned to his companion with : "To tho rescue, Matifou, to tho res cuo ! We'll givo him something for his money." But as ho was abotit to fitcp in, tho boIo spectator of tho l'rcnch and Pro vencal arena, ho stopped abruptly. Ho had just caught sight of tho girl and her father, who a quarter of an hour before had been listening to tho guzlar. Both he and sho had had the samo thought and dono a charitable action. Tho ono had given an alms to tho gipsy, tho other had given an alms to tho acrobats. But evidently tho meeting in this way was not enough for him -for as soon iw ho saw tho lady ho forgot all about tho arena nnd tho inonoy ho paid for his place, and dashed oil' towards tho spot whero sho had again mixed with tho crowd. "Hi! sir! sir!" shouted rescade. "Your money! Wo haven't earned it! What's up? Whero aro you going? Vanished! Sir!" But besought to find his "audicnoo " in vain. It had been eclipsed. Then ho looked at Matifou, who with his mouth wide open was quite as much astonished as ho was. "Just as wo wore going to commence 1" Baid tho giant. " Wo aro unlucky." "Let us commence all the samo! paid Pescade, running down tho btops into the ring. But at this moment there was n great Bhouting in the direction of tho harbor. The crowd was growing excited, ami moving towards tho seaside, nnd then was heard nbove the din of words: "The trabaoolo ! tho trabacolo!" The time had como for the launch of tho small vessel. Tho sight always an attractive one, wits of a kind to excito public ouriosity. And the quays whero tho peoplo had gathered were soon deserted for tho yard iu which the launch was to take place. Point Pescade and Matifou saw that thero was no chance of an andionco at present, and being anxious to find tho solitary stranger who had failed to fill thcir arena, they left it without ovon stopping to shut tho door and why should they shut it? aud walked off to tho yard. This yard was situated at the end o! a point just boyond the harbor, whero the beach sloped gradually to the bwi. Pescado aud his companion after a good deal of elbowing fouud thoinsclvesintho front row of Bpeotators. Never, oven on a benefit uight, had they had suchau uudieuce. The shoros had lcon cleared away from tho trabaoolo aud sho wns now ready for the ceremony. Tho anchor was ready to bo lot go as soon as tho hull entered tho water, so as to stop her run uing too far out into tho clianneL Although tho trab:ioulo measured only about fifty tons, tho mass was consider able enough for every precaution to bo taken against ncciileut. Two of tlio workmen of Uie yard were on dock aft near the llagstaft that bore tho Dahlia tiau colors aud two others were forward BUinding by tlio anchor. Tho trabacolo was to be sent into tho water Btoru first, ni is doue in all other launches. Her keel resting on the soaped slido was kopt in ita place by n key. Whon tho key was removed tho boat should begin to ulip, aud then with increasing swiftness bIio would rush tlown tho ways into her natural element Half a dozen carpenters with sledgo THE TKOUACOLO. hammers word knocking In wedges under the keel forward, so as to increase tho speed at which sho would take tho sea. Every ono followed tho operation with tho greatest interest amid a general silence. At this moment from behind thopoint to tho south thero suddenly glided inio view a yacht. Sho was a schooner ot about thrco hundred aud fifty tons. Sho was keeping on past tho point so as to open tlio entrance into tho harbor. As tho breezo was from tho northwest sho wus close-hauled on tho port tack, sons to tako her straight to her anchoruge. In ten minutes after sho had boon sighted sho had como up ns rapidly as if sho had been looked at through a telo scopowith continually lengthening lube. To enter tho harbor tho schooner would havo to puss in front of tho yard when: tho trabacolo wns ready for launching: and as soon as sho was sighted it was thought beat to suspend operations for a time, aud wait until sho had gono by. A collision between tho two vessels, ono broadside on, tho other coming at great speed, would have caused a catastrophe on board tho yacht The workmen then stopped driving in the wedges and tho men in char o of tho key wcro then told to wail. It would only bo for a minute or two. On camo tho f-choouer. She could be seen to be getting ready to anchor. Two of tho jibs wcro taken in and tho foresail hauled up. But sho went on at a good speed under her fore, staysail and Spauish reefed mainsail. All eyes were turned on this graceful vessel whose white sails were now gilded by tho oblique rays of tho sun. Her sailors, in Levantine uniform, with red caps, were running about nt their vari ous duties, while tlio captain, near tho man at the helm, gavo his orders in a quiet voice. Very soon tho schooner was abreast of the building yard. Suddenly a shout arose. Tlio trabacolo began to move. For somo reason tlio key bad given way and she began to slido at tho moment the yacht was passing with starboard side towards her. A collision seemed inevitablo. Thcro was neither tho time nor tho means to prevent it. Nothing could bo done. To tho cries of the spectators thcro had come iu reply a shout of alarm from the schooner's orew. Tho captain put down his helm, but it was impossible lor his ship to get by in tinio to avoid the shock. Tho trabacolo was slipping down tho ways. A white smoku roso from the friction forward aud tho stern had already plunged into the w.tterj of the bay. Suddenly a man jumped out from tho crowd. Ho seized a ropo which hung from tho lore part of tho trabacolo. Bntin vain ho tried to hold it backattho risk of being dragged away. Closo by them was an iron cannon stuck into tho ground liko a post In an instant hi slipped the rope over it und lot it out baud over hand nt tho risk of being dragged round with it. Ho kopt it back and with superhuman Btrength ho cheeked it for ten seconds. Then tho ropo broke. But tho tou st-couds were, enough. The trabacolo had plunged into tho waves and recovered as from a dive. Sho shot across tho channel, grazing by hardly a foot tho schooners stern, just as tho anchor dropped into the dentin and brought her sharply up by tho tension of the chain. The tchoouer was saved. Tho hero of this daring mnncouvr was no other than Cape Matifou. "Well done! Very well dono !" exclaimed Point Tose'ide, runniug up to the giant, who lift. d huu iu his arms, not to juggle uh him, but to embrace him as ho always embraced that is, almost to the point of sutlbculiou. And thou tho upplauso roounded from ull sides. Five minutes later tha schooner hud taken up hor position in tho oeutro of the harbor; then an elo gant whaleboat with bix ours brought tho owner ashore. Ho wus u tall man, about sixty, with almost white hair, and gray Ikurd out in the Orieuud fashiou. Largo black eyes lit up his face and a curious vivac ity displayed itself iu his healthy brown face. Tha most striking thiuy; alKuit luuwas the air of nobility hicli distinguished him. As soon aa lie set foot ou the. shore he walked up to tha two acrobats, whom tho crowd wa greeting and applauding xno people stood oacirasno nnvuncvi. As soon as ho reached Capo Matifou his first action was not to open his purso and tako something from it. No! he held out his hand to tho giant, and said to him iu Italian: " Thank you, my friend, for what you did." Capo Matifou was too bashful to uotico tho compliment "Yes I Jt was good 1 It was superb P said Pescade, with all tho rcduudauceof tho Provencal idiom. "You aro Frenchmen?" asked tho stranger. "French of tho Frcnoh !'' answered Pescade. "French of tho south of Franco." Tho stranger looked ot them with sympathy and feeling. Their misery was too apparent for him to pass over. Before him wero two mountebanks, ono of whom nt tho risk of his lifo had dono him a great service, for a collision between tho trabacolo and tho schooner would havo meant several victims. "Como aud sco mo ou board 1" ho said. "And when ?" asked Pescade, with a most gracious salute. " To-morrow morning." "To-morrow morning !" answered Pescado, while Matifou guvosiguof con sent by nodding his head. But tho crowd had not ceased to sur round tho hero of tho adventure, no would havo been carried about in triumph had he not been too big. But Point Pescado, always wide awake, thought ha could make some moneyout of thcpublio excitement. Aud as soon ns tho stranger, nfter a gesture of friendship had loft for the jetty, ho broko out with : "The match, sirs, tho malch between Pescado and Capo Matifou. Walk up, gentlemen, walk up. You don't pay till you go out or you can pay as yuu como in just as you please. " This time lie was listened to and fol lowed by a public ho had novcr dreamed of before. Tho ring was too small I Thoy ovon 'had to rcfiiso money ! 1 Tho stranger passed on, but scarcely had ho advanced a step in tho direction of tho quay than he found himself near the young lady and her father who had been present throughout tho scene. Closo by was tho young man who had followed them, and to whoso saluto tho father only and given a very haughty acknowledgement. In this man's presence tho stranger experienced a movement ho could hardly suppress. It was ns if his whole body was repelled, while his eyes Hashed liko the lightning. Tno girl's father stopped up to him and Baid. "You havo just escaped a great dan ger, sir, thauka to tho courage of that acrobat." "Quito so," replied tho stranger, whose voice voluntarily or not was masked by emotion. Then addressing his interlocutor ho asked : "To whom may I havo tho honor to epeak ?" "To Silas Toronthal of EagiiPa," answered tho old banker of Tiicste. "And may I ask who is tho owner of tho yacht ?" "Doctor Antekirtt 1" replied tho stranger. Then thoy parted, whilo shouts of npplauso woro heard from tho distant ring of tho French gymnasts. And that ovening not only did Capo Matifou have enough to eat, that is, to eat as much as four ordinary peoplo, but another was left for one. And that did for tho supper of his comrade, Pokit Pescade. to he continued. Genie's Dinner. I do not think Genie Foss will ever forget tho day she went to school, and didn't tako her dinner. It was a winter day, and tho wind blew and the snow whirled down, and drifted across the road; but Gonio's littlo copper-toed shoes plowed bravely through it; until all in a lninuto sho re nionibercd that sho had forgotten her dinner. Sho might have gono back, but it nev er would do to bo late, Genio thought, feeling the nine little card-board merits in her mitten; and so sho went right long to tho school house with a very sober face, and eyes that lookod just ready for tear?. "What's the troublo, Genio?" asked tho teacher?" "No'in," answered Genio; and sho didn't toll what tho matter really was. Oh, dear it was such a long forenoon. Sho kept thinking all tho timo of tho lit tlo basket sho left on tho tublo nt homo. Sho know what thero was in it an ap ple urt and n sandwich and two big twisted doughnuts and n niincc-turnov-er, and when it was almost noon sho couldn't help leaning her head on hor desk long enough to cry two or thrco tears. And just that nilnuto camo a knock nt tho door. Miss Garland open ed it. There stood a man, and Genio heard him say: "Hero's somothing n lady asked mo to bring to a littlo girl who forgot her iinncr." Whon Genio saw tho rcd-and-whlto itriped basket sho forgot nil about being in school. "O teacher, it's my dinner," cried sho Mgerly. "1 forgot it, niysolf." Hut iho never did again. Youth's Compan ion. An original method of computing the age of I person was developed recently by an Irish rafiherwoman. When sho appeared with her auudry basket a young girl accompanied ber, How old U your daughter, Mary I" was asked. Uary reflected for some moment. "In faith, num, Bridget was boru to-day aud Tim FJIn Igan died to-morrow. Lot mo see. That nakea I.rldget 14 yean old, mum." Sho had reckoned the birth of her daughter front the leath of her neighbor' goo. A miserly father odhra) too. Prohibition Cider. An old farmer from Wny'iaok County, who was brought before tho court for breaking Uic peace in a pro hibition county, told the following pa thetic story: "You see, Jedgc. tho wholo troublo cnino of my drinkin' some of that new-fangled tenip'ranco cider that I nin't use tp, nnd which I don't believe I'd ever get used to afore the horn toots for the general jedgnient. "I wnr born nnd bred on a farm, .Tr.dge, an' I've knowed apple juice benco I war knee-hiuli to a grasshop per. I've tampered with cider when it war sweet, and I've tampered with it when it war hard; I've drunk it pist , lrom tno press, an unniKu uu iu carried a good strong bend; I've ! laid across a barrel under the , wagon-shed nnd sucked it through a. I ,.i.ii.cii'iiu' fi.riii fln liiin(ilinli when it ; war jest guilt-edged, and I've swigged 1 . , . . 1 1 ; r. it wncn ic was es nam cs an u u wedge an' sour 'noiigh to make a man cross-eyed fnr lif; but, Jcdge, upon my sacred "word. I never had no cider to unnervo uie liko that they sell in this town. Jedgc, it can't bo the cider of long ngo; it can't be tho cider of mu boyhood's happy days. "You see, .ledge, 1 druv inter town with a load of sweet pertaters, an' after I'd oold out 1 jest thought es they don't sell anything stronger'n cider in this here tenip'ranco town I'd try a little of the good old drink of mo youth. An', Jedgc, 1 tried it! "Thcro wnr a crowd of old friends about the tavern, an' I nnked 'cm up .-. i l,r inmln ininn mm' flloll .mnnlirwl V ' scd: "Come up ag'in; an' then an- Otticr sou: -i' in eniupatiny expense;, an' still another sed: 'Have ono with me afore you go'; an' that's jest tho way it happened. "Somehow, Jedgc, it didn't taste like tho cider I war brought up on, but the bottle had 'cider' printed onto it in gold letters, an' they scd it war cider, an' cs long es the flavor of it war agreeable I war'n't cur'ous about it. I only took live drinks, Jedgc, onlv five common tumblers full, nn'thcjn I bejun to feel sort of queer, Jcdge. "I never had no cider to nmko mo feel that way afore. I war furst weak es a new born calf, an' then I war es strong as old Sampson afore his head war shaved. I thought i could lift the tavern, an' I think I tried to. My mind's not clear, Jedgo but they say 1 inado a sort of hubbub. They say 1 throwed a man over the bar an' broko a big lookiim-j'lass with him, an' scat tered the whole congregation, an' went a howlin' down tho main street askin' for a man of my strength, an' at last walked plumb through a show-winder that they sed cost S1S0. Then I war taken away to the prison cell. I dis remembcr all tho little partic'lars, Jedgc, but I suspect thet all they say about mo is too truo. I think I war drunk, Jedgc I am a'most certain suro I war drunk, an' the new-fangled temp'rance cider they sell in this here town is to blame for it all. "I kin drink a'most anything with impunerty, an' a littlo sugar, Jcdge, an stand up under it es straight as the steeple of a mcetin'-house; I kin drink peach brandy, and apple-jack, an' plain, liumblo old corn-juice half a day, with theusuool interniissiona.an' still bo apoaccable.law-abidingcitizen, but this hero toinp'reneo cider is too much fur me, Jedge; it's too much fur the old man. Make it easy on nie.fur Pin done with tenip'ranco drinks jest es long es I live, Jedgo." And tho Judge, who is very well ac quainted with tiio ways of town cider in Waybnck County, made it very easy on the old man. Detroit Free Press. Washington Colored Aristocx-acy. "There is an aristocracy among tho colored people of Washington na well ns among the whiteand it is quito as exclusive," writes a correspondent to the St. Louis Globe-Domocrat. "The caste is very strictly marked, and it is as difficult for a camel to go through the eye of a needle as for-a member of the class denoted as 'trash' to gain admission to the circle of tho 'quality' negroes. The focus or polo around which tho high-toned colored soeioty revolves is the Fifteenth Presbyterian church, which stands in an aristocratic section of the city McPherson squaro beside tho residence of Associate Justico Blatchford of tho supreme court and within a stono's throw of tho palace Senator Palmer of Michigan hns just completed. Fred Douglas does not worship hero, but lives in a suburban villiago called Union town, and belongs to tho Baptist de nomination. Sincoho married a whlto woman ho has. not been received as cordially as before in tho aristocratic circles of his race, who thought ho might havo found a spouse ol his own color in better taste. Mrs. O'llara is ono of tho lovliest Indies in Washing ton, and wero it not for tho slight traco of negro blood in her veins sho would bo a leader in white soeioty. Like Mrs. Bruce,who is also beautiful, she is a highly educated and accom plished woman, speaks French, plays Beethoven, paints plaques, and is up in art and literature to n degree that would nmko 6ome of her white sisters blush for envy. Both Mrs. Bruce and Mrs. O'llara aro very nearly white, nnd it would bo diflicultfor a stranger to detect their relation to tho African race. Mrs. 0 Hara has a white gov erness for her children, and intends that they shall bo as accomplished as herself." Sometimes clorgymon aro pent forns .wtors. That was tho case with tho Rov. Mr. Hopo, at Char , lotteaville, Va., the othor day. when, being down town, ho was urged to hasten homeword. Passing thither with feet scarcely less winged than those of Mercurv, ho found a rocka way filled with young peoplo in front of his hcuso. "Alight and como in," Baid he; but tho prettiest of tho maid ens blushed and shook her head, whilo i lie bridegroom said, "Marry us here. I mr." And so Miss Ilildebrand, ol 1 Albemarle, was thus married to Mr. Krizer. of Albemarle. "'Twos tho npico of romance thoy liked," said Rov. Mr. Hone afterward, "and. bless them, it waa all right!" V.