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.