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Vol. IT.
MARSHFIELD, OR., SATURDAY, JTHSTE 19, 18SO.
No. 25.
oiticial papiir or coos :o.
OFFICIAL DIRECTORY,
Stair of Offjion.
Governor, W. W. Thayer
Secretary of Stale, R. P. Enrharl
Treasurer, K. Ilursh
Supt. Public Schools, .1. 1.. Powell
12d Judicial Dhtriet.
.ludgo, .T.F. Watson
District AUornoy, S. II. Hazard
G'w.i County.
County .I tidgo,
Commissioners,
Sheriff
.1. II. Nosier
STolnt ICuuyon
)R. C. Dement
A.U.Aiken
Alex. Stand'
1). Morse, .Ir
.lolll! LlllM)
Clerk,
Treasurer,
Assessor,
School Hiiuriiiloii1uitt,
Coroner,
.J. F. Mooro
T.C.Mackey
Curry Co until.
County Judge, Dolus Woodrull
Commissioners.
J T. Hughes
f.I.A.Cooley
A. II. Moore
Waller Sutton
A. M. Gillespie
M. It. i ili-nii
Thos. Cunningham
Klu-riir,
Clerk,
School Supl.,
Treasurer,
Coroner,
Story til' ICoItln Atlulr.
The horoof "Itnbiu Adair," was well
known in (lie London fashionable
t-ireles of the hint century by tliu so
briquet of the "Fortunate Irishman,"
lint his parentage and the exact date
of his birth in not known. He was
brought up n surgeon, lutt "his do
(ontiou in an early amour drovu liini
precipitately from Dublin," to push
liirt fortunes in Kngland. Scarcely
had ho crowd the channel when the
chain of luekey events that ultimately
led him to fame and fortune com.
nienecd. Near Holyhead, perceiving
a carnage overturned, ho ran to run-
lor assistance. The mile occupant of
(ho vehicle wiih a -lady of fashion,!
well known in polite circles," who re
ceived .Mr. Adair's attentions with
thanks, and being slightly hurt and
hearing that he vai n surgeon, re
quested him to travel with her in her
carriage to London. On their arri
val in the metropolis, she presented
l ai iii with a fee of KH) guineas, and
gnvo liim general invitation to her
home.
In afterlife Adair ued to gay it
was not so much the amount of this
fee, but the time it was given, that
wan of service to him, an ho was then
almoHt destitute, ltut the invitation
to her hou.se wan a still greater per
vitin, for there he met the pemon who
decided his fate in life. Thin was
Lady Caroline lveppel, daughter of
the second Karl of Albemarle and of
Lady Annie Lennox, daughter of tho
llrst Duke of Richmond. Forgetting
her high lineage, Lady Caroline, at
the first Might of the Irish surgeon,
fell desperately in love, and her
omniums were ho midden and mi vio
lent ax to attract the general atten
tion of the company. Adair, seeing
his advantage, lost no time in pursu
ing it, while the Albemarle and Rich
iiioml families wen; dismayed at tin;
prospect of Mich a mesalliance.
Every means wiih tried to induce the
lady to alter her mind, but without
iill'eei.
Adair's biographer tells us that
"amusements," a long journey, an ad
vantageous oiler, and other common
modes of shaking oil' what was con
Hidered by the family an improper
match, were first tried but i l vain.
The health of Lady Caroline uas evi
dently impaired, and the family at
last confessed with a good sense that
relleets honor on their understand
ing as well as their hoirts, that it was
possible to prevent, hut never to dis
colvii an attachment; and that mar
riage was the honorable, and, indeed,
tho only alternative that could sceuro
her happiness and life. When Lady
Caroline was taken by her friends
from London to Hath, that she might
ho separated from her lover, she wrote,
it is said, the song of "Robin Adair,"
and set it to a plaintive Irish tune
that she had hoard him sing.
Knelt is the story of this popular
song.
Tut: hiindry civil appropriation bill
as reported irom the Senate commit
tee on appropriations, is amended by
iiuueasing the item for tho Mare Is
land dry dock from $7fi,(00 to 1 15,000,
ami the item for lighthouses and
steam fog signals at Tillamook Hock,
Oregon, from .$50,000 to 7.r,000.
Sonoiia, Mexico, has had a revolu
tion. This time the revolutionist was
Marquoso with 150 men, who delied the
(ioveriinieut 100, and when pursued
by a force greater than his own ho
wheeled about and routed it with
heavy loss. He then levied it forced
loan on Magdalene and wont oil' on
another maroh.
Tin: now safe for the nuw bank at
Dayton, W. T., weighing 10,000 lbs.
litis arrived,
The AIiiin T tin Nun thci-lt
Democracy.
An article in the June Atlantic en
titled, "Tho Political Attitude of the
ipontli," is ouo worth a thoughtful
loading. We make tho following ex
tract which shows, in the propositions
laid down, what will bo recognized as
tho real aims of the South. Tho writ
er cays :
Tho extraordinary fidelity of tho
white element in tho South to tho
Democratic party and its intolerance
of opposition have secondary causes
in tho lingering fear of restoration of
(he negro and carpol-hag rule, in the
poverty of the South, its lack of edu
cational facilities, and in jealousy of
the wealth and prosperity of tho Ho
publican Slates of the North ; hut its
chief cause is undoubtedly a feeling
that to vote any other than a Demo
cratic ticket is tn some sort to con
demn tho rebellion. Tho Democrat
ic parly upheld slavery, apologized
for or openly justified secession, op
posed coercion of the rebellious States,
resisted tho emancipation of tho slaves
and their elevation to citizenship,
and fought all the reconstruction
measures. To act with that party is
therefore the most natural line of
conduct for all who believe secession
was justifiable, and hold that the de
struction of slavery anil the suppres
sion of the rebellion was a triumph of
brute force, anil not of right. Tho
political leaders of the South sedu
lously stimulate this feeling, and seek
to prevent it from dying out as time
advances. They have definite pur
poses in view which can bo accom
plished only by perpetuating it.
Those purposes wo may reasonably
suppose to be :
First. To obtain the vast power
that attaches to the control of both
Ul ogWulivo llll( executive depart
meiils ol the Government. J Ins is
not an unreasonable ambition, and we
cannot complain of it per e.
Second. To justify (he rebellion on
the pages of history. Of this wo in
the North do complain, and against
It we do most earnestly protest. The
men who dragged the South into war
cherish an absorbing and passionate
desire to have (heir conduct vindicat
ed. This can be done in one way on
ly, ami (hat is by the people putting
the Government into their hands.
If they can obtain control of the exe
cutive, as they now havo of Congress,
by triumphing at a presidential elec
tion, they think that history will be
rewritten, and that the whole world
will say, "The Americana wero wrong
in lighting down secession; tho same
generation which waged the war
against tho South has taken a sober
thought, and sees its error, and now
it makes amends by placing the
Southern leaders in power."
Third. To wipe out in the public
mind ovcrv distinction between loyal
ty and disloyally so far as the terms
lefer to the behavior of men during
the war, ami io mako it recogonized
as just as great an honor to have
fought ou one side as on the other.
This involves the pensioning of rebel
soldiers, their admission to the na
tional asylums, and tho repeal of the
laws which keep them out of the reg
ular army. There is nothing incon
sistent or unreasonable in this pur
pose from a" Southern point of view.
If an ox-Oonfodoralo general can sit
in Congress and make laws, why
should not his comrade command a
regiment or draw a pension for his
wounds?
Fourth. To reestablish tho State
sovereignty theory as the orthodox
constitutional interpretation. To no
complitdi this object tho Supremo
Court must bo reconstructed by a law
retiring several of the old Judges, and
enlarging the tribunal through the
appointment by a Democratic Proai
dent of new Democratic judges to
make a majority with tho two already
on the bench. This scheme will be
perfectly practicable if the Democrats
can hold Congress and secure the
executive.
Fifth. To repeal all laws authoiz
ing the Government to suporvisd elec
tions, in order that tho negro vole
may bo handli.il by tho whites of the
South without interference. Hy poll
tax qualifications and ingenious re
strictions of State law, this vote will
he practically wiped out, as far as its
power to carry elections is concerned.
Sixth. To oll'sot the growth of the
Northwest by making three States of
Texas and annexing Cuba and a part
of Mexico, so as to gain for tho South
a reinforcement of political power.
It may bo said that theso purposes
are not avoided in (ho speeches of
Southern statesmen, or the editorials
of Southern newspapers, with tho ex
ception of a fow frantic sheets of mure
ly local importance, No one who has
lived in the South, or traveled much
thuro, with udvuiitagoa for mingling
in tho social life of tho people, goner,
ally entertained ; and if any ouo who
is wholly strango to that section will
lofloct for n moment, ho will see that
it in ontirely natural that they should
ho entertained.
"Mchool In Out."
Detroit Free 1'ress.
A day or two since a withered up
little old man entered tho Central Sta
tion and asked to be sent tip as a va
grant, adding as ho took a chair:
"School is out and vacation will
last forever."
Doing questioned, it was found that
ho had journeyed here ou foot from
New England, and was out of funds
and broken in health.
"I'm sixty-seven to-day," ho said, as
ho took oil' his hat, "and I've been a
school-teacher exactly forty-one years.
First class in history stand up! What
is a prison? A placo where an old
pedagogue can lay his bones after a
life of hard service Correct, my son.
What is old ago? Old age is that
period in life when you can't help
anybody, and are therefore left with
out help yourself. It is better to bo a
young dog than a poor old man.
Correct again. You may tako your
scats."
'So you are a school teacher?"
queried the captain.
"For fnrty-ouo straight years I've
coaxed, Mattered and pounded knowl
edge into the human cranium," was
tho reply. "I hroko this finger in
jerking a Vermont scholar over his
desk ; this scar above the eye I got
from a New Hampshire mother for
whaling her son ; I was bitten hero on
the back of tho hand in Massachu
setts; this scalp wound was received
in Rhode Island when I started out to
lick forty-seven boys for looking out
of the window at a circus procc-sion-I
can count up twenty-five sears as
certificates of my profession."
"And you've had to quit?"
"Yes. They don't want old teach,
crs like me any more. Everywhere
I go I'm told that I'm too old. I'm
out of funds, out of friends, out of a
job, and I think I'll tako sixty days in
tho Work House for a change."
"Did you have good success as a
teacher?"
"Yes, up to fifteen years ago. My
plan was my own. When 1 had to
ask a bov three davs running how
many States (hero were in (he Union,
I (piit smiling and coaxing and tied
him in a hard knot in forty seconds.
I also believe in pulling hair instead
of using a whip. Land save yol I
coufd lift tho tenth boy in natural
history oil' his seat by tho hair of the
head and let go before ho misses mo
nil the platform! I never made a boy
sit on the dunce-block in my life. 1
humbled him by fastening a spring
clothes-pin ou his nose. I had various
ways of bringing out information as
to (ho early settlement of Now Eng
land, the longest rivers in America,
and the highest mountains in Europe
but this modern sweet-milk way of
teaching has laid me ou the shelf.
Lock mo up and give mo about sixty
days in tho Work House."
Ho was given a cell, and after a fow
minutes was heard calling out to
himself:
"The class in grammar will havo
for its next lesson the sentence: 'In
tho prison cell I sit.' School is dis
missed." 'I'lio I. line ol" lli Ii-InIi Nei-pcnlw.
Suro everybody has hoard tell of
tho blessed St. 1'atrick, and how ho
druv tho snakes and all manner of
venomous things out of Ireland; how
he 'bothered all tho varmint' entirely.
Hut lor all that, there was one ould
sarpiit left, who was too cunning (o
bo talked out of tho country, or made
to drown himself. St. Patrick didn't
well know how to in imago (his fellow,
who was doing great havoc ; till a(
long last ho bothought himself, and
got a strong iron chest made with
nine boults upon it. S) one line
morning ho takos a walk to whero
the sarjiint used to keep; and tho
sarpint, who didn't like tho saint in
(ho least, and small blame to him for
that, began to hiss and show his teeth
at him like anything. 'Oh,' says St.
Patrick, says ho, 'whore's tho use of
making such a piece of work about a
gentleman like mysolf coming to see
you? 'Tis a nice houso 1'vo got mudo
for you agnin (ho winter; for I'm go
ing (o civilise (ho whole country, man
and beast,' says he, 'and you can
come and look at it whenovor you
please, and 'tis myself will bo glad to
see you.' Tho s-irpint, hearing such
smooth words, thought that though
St. Patrick had druv nil tho rest of
tho sarpluts into the sea, ho meant
no harm to himself; so tho sarpint
walks fair and easy up to see him and
the house ho was speaking about.
Hut when tho sarpint saw tho nine
boults upon tho chest he thought he
was sotild (betrayed), and was for
making oil with himself as fast as
over ho could. ' 'Tis a nice warm
houso, you see,' sayo St. Patrick, 'and
'tis a good friend I am to you.' 'I
thank you kindly, St. Patrick, for
your civility,' Bays the sarpint; 'but I
think it 's too small it is for mo'
meaning it for an excuse, and away
ho was going. 'Too small,' says St.
Patrick : 'stop, if you please,' says ho ;
'you re out in that, my boy, anyhow
I am sure 'twill fit you completely ;
and I'll tell you what,' says ho, 'I'll
bet you a gallon of porter,' says he,
'that if you only try anil get in there'll
ho plenty of room for you.' Tho sar
pint was as thirsty as could bo with
his walk; and 'twas great joy to him
the thoughts of doing St. Patrick out
of the gallon of porter; so, swelling
himself up as big as he could, in he
got to the chest, all but a little bit of
his tail. 'There now,' says he; -I've
won the gallon, for you see the houso
is too small for mo, for I can't get in
my tail.' When what does St. Pat
rick do, but ho comes up behind the
great heavy lid of tho chest, and, put
ting his two hands to it, down he slaps
it with a bang like thunder. When
the rogue of a sarpint saw the lid com
ing down, in went his tail like a shot,
for fear of being whipped ofT him, and
St. Patrick began ntonco to boult the
nine iron boults. 'Oh, murder! won't
you let mo out, St. Pa(rick?'says the
sarpint; 'I've lost the bet fairly, and
I'll pay you the gallon like a man.'
'Let you out, my darling?' says St
Patrick ; 'to bo suro I will, by all
manner of means; but you sec I
haven't time now, so you must wait
till to-morrow.' And so he took the
iron chest, with the sarjiint in it, and
pitched it into the lake here, whore it
is to (his hour for certain; and 'tis
tho sarpint struggling down at the
bottom that makes the waves upon it.
Many is the living man besides my
self (continued Picket) has heard the
sarpint, crying out from the chest
under the water: 'Is it to-morrow
yet? is it to-morrow yet?' which, to
bo sure, can never be. And that's the
way St. Patrick settled the last of the
sarpints, sir.
leulli ot'LoiiK Tom Cttflln.
Lifting his broad hands high into
tho air, his voice was heard in the
tempest. 'God's will be dono with
me,' he cried : 'I saw the first timber
of the Arid laid, and shall live just
long enough to sec it turn out of her
bottom ; after which I wish (o live no
longer.' Dut his shipmates were far
boyond tho sound of his voice before
theso woro half uttorcd. All com
mand of tho boat was rendered im
possible, by (ho numbers it contained,
as well as the raging of the surf; and
as it rose on the white crest of a wave,
Tom saw his beloved little craft for
the last time. It fell into a troueh of
the sea, and in a few moments more
its fragments were ground into splint
crs on tho adjoining rocks. The
cockswain Tom still remained whero
ho had cast ofl" the rope, and beheld
the numerous heads and arms that
appeared rising, at short intervals, on
tho waves, some making powerful and
well-directed efibrts to reach tho
sands, that wore becoming visiblo as
the tido fell, and others w'ildly tossed,
in the frantic movements of helpless
despair. Tho honest old seaman
gave a cry of joy as ho saw Ilarnstable,
Iho commander, whom Tom had
forced into tho boat issuo from tho
surf, whero ouo by one soveral sea
men soon appeared also, dripping and
.exhausted. Many others of the crew
wero carried in a similar manner to
places of safety ; though, as Tom re
turned to his scat on tho bowsprit, ho
could not concoal from his reluctant
eyes tho lifoloss forms that wero, in
other spots, driven against tho rocks
with a fury that soon left thorn but
few of tho outward vestiges of hu
manity. Dillon and tho cockswain woro now
the solo occupants of their dreadful
station. Tho former stood in a kind
of stupid despair, a witness of tho
scone ; but as his curdled blood began
again to flow moro warmly to his
heart, ho crept closo to (he side of
Tom, with that sort of selfish feeling
that makes oyon hopeless misery
more tolorablo, when ondurcd in par
ticipation with another.
'When tho tido falls,' ho said in a
voice that betrayed (ho agony of fear,
though his words expressed tho re
newal of hope, 'wo shall bo able (o
walk to land.'
'There was One and only One (o
whoso feet the waters wero the same
as a dry deck,' relumed tho cock
swain; 'and nono but such as have
His power will ever bo ablo to walk
from these rocks to the sands.' Tho
old seaman paused, and turning his
eyes, which exhibited a mingled ex
pression of disgust and compassion,
on his companion, he added with rov
crence : 'Had you thought more of
Him in fair weather, your case would
bo less to be pitied in this tempest.'
'Do you still think there is much
danger?' asked Dillon.
'To them that have reason to fear
death. Listen I Do you hear that
hollow noise beneath ye?'
' Tis the wind driving by the vessel 1'
'Tis tho poor thing herself,' said
tho aflcctcd cockswain, 'giving her
last groans. Tho Mater is breaking
up her decks; and in a few minutes
moro, the handsomest model that
ever cut a wave will be like the chips
that fell from her framing!'
'Why then do you remain here?'
cried Dillon wildly.
'To die in my colIin, if it should bo
tho will of God,' returned Tom.
'These waves arc to mo what the land
is to you ; I was born on them, and I
havo always meant that they should
be my grave.'
'But 11 shrieked Dillon, I am
not ready to die I I cannot die! I
will not die 1'
'Poor wretch ;' muttered his com
panion ; 'you must go like the rest of
us ; when the death-watch is called,
none can skulk from the muster.'
'I can swim,' continued Dillon, rush
ing with frantic eagerness to the side
of the wreck. 'Is there no billet of
wood, no rope, that I can take with
mo?'
'None ; everything has been cut
away, or carried ofl" by the sea. If yc
are about to strive for your life, take
with yc a stout heart and a clean
conscience, and trust the rest to God.'
'God!' echoed Dillon, in the mad
ness of his frenzy ; 'I know no God!
there is no God that knows incl'
'Peace!' said the deep tones of the
cockswain, in a voice that seemed to
speak in (he elemen(s; blasphemer,
pence!'
The heavy groaning produced by
(he wa(cr in (he (imbcr of (he ArieU
at that moment added its impulse to
the raging feelings of Dillon, and he
cast himself headlong into the sea.
The water thrown by the rolling of
tho surf on (he beach was necessarily
returned to the ocean, in eddies, in
different places favorable to such an
action of the clement. Into the edge
of one of theso countcr-currcn(s, that
was produced by the very rocks on
which the schooner lay, and which
tho wnter-men call the 'uridcr-tow,'
Dillon had unknowingly '(brown his
person ; and. when the waves had
driven him a short distance from the
wreck, he was met by a stream that
his most desperato efibrts could not
overcome. He was a light and pow
erful swimmer, and the strugglo was
hard and protracted. With the shore
immediately before his eyes, and at
no great distance, he was led as by a
false phantom, (o cond'nuo his cflbrls,
although they did not advance him a
foot. The old seaman, who had at
first watched his motions with careless
indifibrenee, understood the d.ingcr
of his Mtuation at a glance, and, for
getful of his own fate, ho shouted
aloud, in a voico that was driven over
tho struggling victim to the cars of
his shipmnle on (ho sands : 'Sheer
(o por(, and clear (ho untlcr-(ow!
Sheor to the southward! '
Dillon heard the sounds, but his
faculties were too much obscured by
terror to distinguish their object ; he,
however, blindly yielded to the call,
and gradually changed his direction
until his faco wa onco moro turned
towards tho vessel. Tom looked
around him for a rope, but all had
gone over with tho spars, or boon
swept away by tho waves. At this
moment of disappointment, his eyes
met those of fho desperate Dillon.
Calm and inured to horrors as was
tho veteran seaman, ho involuntarily
passed his hand boforc his brow to
cxcludo tho look of despair ho encoun
tered; and when, a moment lator, ho
removed tho rigid member, ho beheld
tho sinking form of tho victim as it
gradually settled in tho ocean, still
struggling with regular but impotent
strokes of tho arms and feot to gain
tho wreck, and to preservo an exist
ence that had been so much abused
in its hour of allotted probation. 'Ho
will soon moot his God, ami learn that
his God knows him I' murmured tho
cockswnin to himself. As ho yet
spoko, tho wreck of tho Ariel yielded
to an overwhelming sea, and aftor a
universal shudder, her timbers and
phmks gavo way, and woro swopt to
wards the dill's, bearing (ho body of
(ho simplo-hearlod cockswain among
(ho ruins,
llustKKSS at Emery, tho presont
terminus of tho Canadian Pacific, is
lively. Tho contractor has cleared
tho lino from Emery to Yale of brush
and trees, and is proparing to grade.
Now buildings aro going up in every
direction. The stoumer arc running
full of freight.
Itoiimncc or n Poor Young
"linn.
The sensation caused by tho trial
of Mile. Bicre for attempting to shoot
her lover has barely begun to subside
before another case equally extraor
dinary, but far more painful, is on
the point of coming before tho Paris
assizes. Tho origin of the story dates
as far back as the summer of 1809.
In that year a young man named Al
fred Gilbert fell in love with a young
girl of the name of Gabriellc Coran.
They both belonged to poor families,
and both lived in the neighborhood
of the Palais Royal. After courting
in secret for some months, the young
man demanded (he hand of his sweet
heart, but her father, who was an ar
dent Donapartist, and occupied a stall
in one of the public offices, refused
his consent, on the ground of the Re
publican opinions held by Gilbert.
The young couple then resolved to
run away together, and one night the
girl disappeared from home. After a
week's search (he father found them
living together in a suburban resi
dence. On the promise of forgive
ness and consent of their marriage,
the girl returned home to her parent-,
but tho father declined to keep his
word and began to look aroiind for
another son-in-law. Driven to de
spair, Gabriellc Coran again eloped
with her lover, and the two deter
mined to commit suicide. For this
purposethcy hired a room in a small
inn at Plcssis Piquit. The young
man bought a revolver, and the
young lady a package of lucifer
matches. Gabriellc Coran first of all
tried to poison herself with a decoc
tion of the matches. This failing,
she (old her lover (o fire a bullet into
her heart. Alfred Gilbert fired, and
without waiting to see the effect of
the shot, discharged a second bullet
into his own head. Neither wound
was, however, fatal. Both were taken
to the hospital, where they remained
two months. The bullet in the girl's
body was extracted, butthcothcr bul
let still remained in the skull of the
young man, where it has over since
been. Gilbert was about to be tried
for attempting to shoot his mistress,
when the war broke out and put an
end to the sitting of the Assizes. As
the German's marched into Paris and
the seige became imminent, the au
thorities, wanting all the able-bodied
men possible to defend the city, con
sented to let him out of prison for the
moment, on the condition of his en
rolling himself in somo active corps,
and promising not to seek after Ga
brielle Coran. He joine (he sharp
shooters of the Ternes Buartier, and
distinguished himself so much in the
Buzcnval sottie that he was mentioned
on tho military order of (he day. The
war over and peace proclaimed, he
returned (o (ho hands of juslico to
undergo his trial but once moro fate
stepped in and postponed it. The
Commune arose, and all the public
powers having withdrawn to Versaill
es, tho city was left in the hands of
the insurrectionists, who opened the
doors and enrolled the inmates,
among (hem Alfred Gilbert. The
young man does not appear to have
taken a conspicuous part in the in
surrection. However, ho was tried
by court-martial in lS71,and sentenc
ed transportation to New Calidonia,
where he remained till a few months
ago, when ho was amnestied. He has
just arrived in Paris and given him
self up to tho legal authorities, to go
(hrough his (rial for the deed ho com
mitted at Plcssis Piquit ten years ago.
But tho painful part of the story re
mains to bo told. Gabriellc Coran is
how the wife of a well-to-do merchant
with several children, highly respect
ed and of irreproachable character.
Forgetting tho folly of her tender
years, and believing Gilbert dead and
buried, she married, but kept the trag
ic lovo-drama of 1870 a secret from
hci husband. Tho sad consequences
of this unexpected resurrection of the
young man can bo moro easily con
ceived than described.
An Important IVorli IVcurly
Ionc.
Somowhoro about 3,000 workmen,
COO or 700 wagons, 17 or IS locomo
tive engines, 3 steam "navvies" and a
quantity of minor machinery of vari
ous kinds hayo been engaged sinco
1875 at tho southeast end of Loudon
in a work compared with which (he
building of (ho pyramids with mod
ern appliances would have been no
very signal feat. Hitherto tho ono
entranco to (ho Victoria docks from
tho Thames had been at Blackwell
point, but now thero is a dock capa
ble of receiving all vessels no mattor
what thoy might bo. Threo and a
half miles of walls have been built en
closing 90 acres of water. Theso
"walls" are 40 feet high, 5 feet thick
nt tho top and IS or 19 feet nt tho lot-
torn, tho whole of this enormous mass
being composed of solid concrete, for
which 80,000 tons of Portland cement
have been used'. Somo 4,000,000 cu
bic feet of earth havo been dug out.
It may assist the imagination some
what to state that if it were filled into
ordinary carts, tho vehicles would
form an unbroken lino 7,000 miles'
long. The excavations havo gono
through a submerged forest, and
among other curiosities dug out have
been a reindeer's horn, a Roman vase,
and what is supposed to be an ancient
British canoe carved out of solid oak.
The latter is now in the British muse
um. Tho new entrance below Wool
wich will savo about Z miles of
river navigation, which, in the case of
vessels of heavy draught, is of course,
a matter of great importance. The
London and St. "Catherine's and Vic
toria Docks Company are now prepar
ed for vessels of all kinds, not cxclud
ing the largest ironclads of the British
navy. The cost has been estimated
roundly at 1,000,000. It is expected
that all will be in readiness for the
admission of the water about the sec
ond week of May. The docks will
lake about a fortnight to fill, and ho
ceremoninial opening will be celebra
ted sometime in June.
Alone -with the tlnn I Killed.
It would be difficult to find in the
while range of fiction a moro affecting:
incident than is .contained in the fol
lowing extract from a letter, written
by a British seaman to his wife. It
was his first service as a soldier, when
I c was sent on shore with a boat's
crew of marines to silence a fort and
take some guns :
"We dispersed at a few hundred
yards distance from tho beach to keep'
(ho coast clear while the boat's crew
made prizes of tho guns. The enemy
had adrantagc of the wood, and also
knew the country well ; and a troop
of them showed in advance. We
were ordered to fire. I took steady
aim at my man at about sixty yards.
He fell like a stone. At the same
time a boadside from the went in
among the trees and the enemy disap
peared, we could scarcely tell how.
I felt as though I must go up to him
and see whether he was dead or alive.
He lay quite still, and I was more
afraid of him than when he stood fac
ing me a few minutes before. It is a.
strange feeling to come over you all
at once that you have killed a man.
He had unbuttoned his jacket and
was pressing his hand over the front
of his chest, where the wound was.
He breathed hard, and the blood
poured from the wound and also from
his mouth every breath he took.
His face was as while as death, and
his eyes looked so big and bright as ho
turned and started ai mo. I shall
never forget it. He was a fine young
fellow, not more than twenty-five. I
went down on my knees besfdo him.
and my breast was as full as though
my heart would burst. lie had a real
English face, and did not look liko
an enemy. What I felt I never can
tell ; but if my life could havo saved
his, I believe I should havo given it.
I laid his head on my knee, and he
grasped hold of my hand and tried to
speak, but his voice was gone. I could
not tell a word ho said, and every
time he tried to speak the blood pour
ed out, so I knew it would soon bo
over. I am not ashamed to say that
I was worse than he, for he never shed
a tear, and I couldn't .help it. His
eyes were closed when a gun was fired
from the to order us aboard, and
that aroused him. Ho pointed
to tho beach whero tho boat was jus,
pushing off with the guns wo had tak
en, and whero our marines were wait
ing to man the second boat, and then
ho pointed totho wood where tho en
omy were concoaled. Poor fellow!
he little thought how I shot him down.
I was wondering how I could leavo
him todio and no ouo near him, whon
ho had something like a convulsion
for a moment, and then his face roll
cdovcr, and without a sigh ho was
gone. I trust tho Almighty has re
ceived his soul. I laid his head gen
tly on tho grass and left him. It
seemed sostrango whon I looked at
him for tho last time. I somehow
thought of everything I heard about
tho Turks and Russians, and tho rest
of them, but all (hat seemed so far off
and tho dead man so near."
The empress of Russia died when
asleep. Tho imperial family was not
present at dissolution, not awaro that
death was so near. On Saturday tho
remains wero bourno to tho palaco
chapel in an open cofiln by tha Cfyar.
and his 18 grand dukes.
Wild dogs abound in tho hills near
Boiso City, and do more damago to
sheop than tho coyotes do. About 15
of the wild hounds havo been killed,