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1 T iT! If jEBANON VOLUME 1. LEBANON, LINN CO., OREGON, SATURDAY, MARCH 5, 1887 NUMBER 2. V Express. v . My Old IiOTe. I nw a faoe m ho Wwt t-nljrbt That brought up the burled years Tl j face of the vvtnnn I mla-tit hare wed And it filled my with tears; lor she loved mo w?H. and I loved her, too. But a shadow fell fVr ur way; And I linked my fate ttth someone else. And she la my wlte today. Long; years Nave pss"d. and but few regrets Ha to linfrt-r-d around my heart. Tor the wife I have w-d i' gyl and true. And acta a womanly part. I dare not think 1 hud i. ampler been With the sweet nrat-love of ray youth, yvr sbe I hare wt-d is a treasure of rraoe. And has serred me with love and truth. But the face that I in the streets to-night In my aoul auch dreams have siirci'd That 1 shrink before my wife's kindVaae, And am stung; by esiun tender wori- And the children who troop an und my knee. And deem me so fd ai d wise. Utile reck of the tuoug-hts thai trouble ms Or the tears that bedim my eyes. Were my old lore wtl. welt then, perhaps. Ail wise m. u-.iis j m.ii aK lsaipnte And yet. had her faie so ..ej.jjrm-d it. I fear. The man she had we 1 1 gtM,u d luit. Can faei heart have been true to the past. While mine h:8 fresh m c ormre sought? I must not think thai, lest a bm.cu In the peaoe of my home suouid be wrought. How woul 1 it have been ha 1 we we IT Should 1 happier be, or woul I sef God knows; but this truth I am bound to confess, Sly wtfe is a der und true wife to me Tia nft fr-m what might bare been but from what is That we now hare to gather deltirht. And yet, my old love, uot the wile of ray heart. Will be first in my dreams to-nig-' t. - J rm-s Burnley. THE FU1S OM AN'S DAUGH. TElt. Will yon ask Mrs. Graham to coma to me?" The attendant who had answered the bell departed with the order, leav ing Mr. Betiingham iu solitary posses sion of hissumpiuously-apjwiutedoflice. The Bellinghams, perhaps the oldest importers of cbina and elegant porce lains iu Europe, had been favorably, honorably known to the trade for up wards of three-quarters uf a century. The elder Bellingham was in his grave; the younger was in his office, awaiting the appearance of his forewoman, Mrs. Graham. It is one of the infirmities of oar lan guage that we are frequently unable to express comparison without attaching some misapprehension thereto, as in the present instauce. Augustus Belling ham was not young. He had existed daring two score years, and it must be admitted thai he showed his age. Still, he was a remarkably handsome man, well proportioned, and in the true sense of the word a gentleman. He had seen nothing of the seamy aide of life; he had been finely educated, and had glided without friction into the seat of a prosperous business made vacant by the demise of his respected father. Upon this particular morning he had summoned Mrs. Graham upon a matter which hadforced ijsulf noon his notice in her department, au .nclft, tkoogh he could not escape, hi uearti fs dread ed to broach, ' f - Therefore, the appearance ojf a Blen der sickly womanC neatly attired in : black, was the signal for biro rise , from his luxurious chair in M)me per ! tnrbation. I , Will yon be sea ted, Mrs. tjrioamr were his first words, as he pointed to a chair. If Mr. Bellingham f was ; Perturbed, poor Mrs. Graham was still more sos. Such courtesy from her august employer terrified her. and in sDeecbUA.. aruaze- t ment she sank upon the edge'of the seat f indicated. i Mr. Bellingham posed grato-fJly up on the edge of bis desk. Mrs. Graham," - te began again, yon look unwelL" Oh, sir do you thtSJk so, sir?" Yes; and you are' uuwyi, are you not?" - -f i I hare not been . quite strong for some time past." .'"- "As I thought You er jou have ! missed several days during .the past month?" The pallid face flushed consciously. "Yes, sir, 1 have," she faltefcd, clasp ing her thin han.is; "but I have spoken j to the bookkeeper about it, and asked j him to deduct the time from tiy wages." j It was now Mr. BeHinghaii's turn to flush. . : i It is not a question of rioney, Mr Graham." he said with soroeeonstrain yon have served so long and faithfully; ; that we should not begrud you time lost through illness, but we must posi tively have someone in vourplace every day' Oh, I shall be there eiery day in future, sir," cried Mrs. Gtaham, the ready tears starting to her es. But you look as though f ou needed rest and care." - f r think Pardon me if I differ 'with you; 1 t think you do- r Ym iffTSe from well. ill, i&r.'&haro, : ' ' Placing: one ban i the arm of the chair, she rose with some difficulty and faced her employer, a lxk of pit eous appeal in her d erey eye - -. Am I to understnod that you wish to dismiss me from your wnpioy. sir?" For your own sate! 1 think it would be better were I to employ a stronger person to replace you." The words struck heme to the anxious heart like a shaft, ishe staggered for an instant blindly, but recovered her self as quickly. "Very welt Mr. BeSingham," she re joined faintly; "if steb is your will 1 have nothing to say, but God help me!" She turned towards the door to retire, when Augustus Belliigham took a for ward step. "Mrs. Graham!" I ' "SirP" I "Do not misunderstand rue. Rumain for the rest of this booth; if at its ex piration you find ydirself well enough to continue at youros welt and good. Otherwise, pray beibve that I snail see to it that you are emfortblo for the remainder of vour Ife." He meant well; inhappily, however, he expressed himief clumsily, and his generosity wotindei where it had been intended to heal. Mrs. Graham rated her bowed head and dealj him a kk instinct with dig- Hlty. i , ' "I thank you, Ar. BelLWham." sue said, "i am gid of ilto pay that 1 work for, but lo not if ink thai mv serv.oes to you d youtj father wouid warrant my acoeig y.lur charity. 1 shall remain d r thSj mouth, and shall hope to prove to you that 1 am not as ill as you are kind enough to think." Dash me! but that woman comes of good stock," thought Mr. Bellingham, ;is he took his hat and cane ana went out to his coupe. "To the school of art. Parsons, as quickly as possible," he said to the coaohman. and, springing into the car riage, ho soott lost sigrht of poor Mrs. Graham and her iiitiriuities in the de lightful anticipations of the rendezvous that awaited him. Augustus was a bachelor, and it was only within six months that his mature heart had been touchod by any sensa tion akin to genuine love. He had al ways been susceptible, but not until he met Miss Gladys Thome at the art rooms one gloomy autumn afternoon had he ever dreamed of exchanging his luxurious celibacy tor tne married slate. 1 lie fact was that he had found pret ty Giais taking lessons of one of the ladies wttoitt ho regularly employed to decorate ciuna to order. An introduc tion had tollowed aud almost daily meetings. Finally it became the understood thing that Mr. Bellingham should call at the nit rooms every afu-rnoon and drive Miss Thome to town to lake her train for iter suburban home. The interview with Mrs. Graham had delayed the lover tiMn that particular day, and as a consequence, as he near ed the goal of his heart's desire, ha des cried Hie dainty figure upon the curb, looking anxiously up aud down the street, ostensibly lor : car. "Oj. Mr. Bellingham!" in sweet sur prise.. "Oi. Miss Thome Gladys! Will you caa you ionrive me for being so late?" "You are late, aren't your" with a coy uile as she nestled into the corner beside hint, and the astute P.trsons whipped off in the direction of the rail way-station. -Yes. 1 am dreadfully late, but I was detained." . "Well, I'll forgive vou this time if you'll honestly criticise what 1 have here wranped up in my veiL" Thereupon the silky blue net was un furled, disclosing a vase, fresh from the tiring, and decorated with masterly finish. Exquisite!" cried Mr. Bellingham with srenume enthusiasm. "Yon don't mean to tell me you did it?" "All by myself." "WelL you're a dear sweet little won der!" "Now, Mr. Bellingham!" "1 mean it" Site clapped her hands in childish glee. "then perhaps you II soon let me paint for you?" she exclaimed. "Exclusively for me ana as soon as you see lit." She blushed hotly. "I mean for your house, she stam mered. "And I mean for your husband," he rejoined firmly. "Gladys, you must know I love you. When will you be my wife?" "When you have asked my mother's permission. Then let me go with you this after noon. o, mother is away; besides, you nau oetter write to her. It was a little chilling to be obliged to pour out his passion in ink, but An- gustus did it aud did it creditably. He j used the most expensive paper be could i purchase, ana the most elegant rhetoric at his command. I hen he consigned his burning missive to the custody of the post ana waiteti three days. So reply. Gladys did not reappear at the art-rooms, and be wouid have been desperate indeed did be not console himself with the thought that Mrs. Thorn e might be still away from home. On the morning of the fourth day he was in his office as usual, when he was aroused from a reverie by a terrible crash of china in the outer store. Upon hastening thither to inquire into the cause, he discovered that Mrs. Graham had fainted at her post and gone down amid a quantity of rare Dresden. "Bring her into my office at once and send for a doctor." he commanded. It was more tnan an hour before the poor woman regained her senses, and when she found herself alone with her employer she gave utterance to her wretchedness in pitiful fashion. You are right. Mr. Bellingliam." she said, "I must leave my place. I am too ill to attend to business. But Heaven only knows how I am to live!" "1 have told you you need have no anxiety on that score, Mrs. Graham; it shall be my pleasure to provide for you." -I ca,nw t-nk of it," murmured the lady, "unless uuiess you marry my daughter." Was the woman mad? Augustus was about to rush to the door and summon back the departing j doctor. Upon second thoughts, be con ! eluded that she was harmless aud de tC. oilned to temporise. "But, my dear woman, I don't know i your dausi'bler," he began, j Was the man mad? She touched her bosom to assure herself that his letter was there. "You don't know Gladvs?" she cried. "Gladys Tnorne?" "Yes, and my daughter." "But your name is Graham!" "I have been twice married. What would the world say if it knew that the elegant Augustus Bellingham seized his forewoman in his arras and imprinted kiss after kiss upon her brow? What the world did say, when a month later Mr. Augustus Bellingham went abroad upon his weddi tg-trip, was that his bride was as exquisitely fair as any of the ideal beauties that were depicted upon the plaques he sold. Editor daily paper So you would like a job on the paper. Bastus? llas UM Yes, sah. 1 kinder feels dat I wud make er good jotirnalis' wif a little 'sperience. Editor Quite likely. Well, Kastus, we'll give you a trial. You can carry that ton of coal on the sidewalk up to the sixth story, then wash down the windows, and scrub the floor, and clean me suu-cuwai, aim ivisiua i I say. boss. 1 reclttui l'il try an' git er i job on a weekly paper fust : Gittiu' out ! a paper everyday am loo -much ob a strain oner pusson what has nebber j hadnojournalisticnm'sperienoe. 'Deed it u. i'wc. COCO AN UTS. Their Sorting- on the Pier Baker's Lot- Tbe Ship that Brine Them. A little lead-colored steamer, drawing no more than nine feet of water when loaded, lay t a pier near Coenties slip. People familiar with shipping would have said at a glance that she wns in the fruit or some such trade to the Span ish Main on account of her size and looks. A gang of men were lifting bushel baskets full of cocounuts over the low hatch combiner amidships and sliding them along greasy planks to ward another gang ' of men on the pier. These men lifted the baskets up on to the low tables made of planks laid on top of cheap barrels. Three baskets could be accommodated at one time on each of the two tables. - A man before each basket picked the nuts up. one in each hand, and knocked them together lightly, and theu t.Uier tossed them in to a big coarse ba which a man held open before the table, or tossed them to a heap on the pier. Those thrown to the pier were spoiled more or less, some of them being so far decayed as to break open. Those thrown into the bags were sound. The liht tap told the quality of the nut to the inspector. Each bag held a hundred, and as soon as filled it was drawn to one side and had its mouth sewed up by a man who used a needle nine inches lonr and soft jute twine for thread. Other men gathered the spoiled nuts into bags and loaded them into a covered wagon that had nothing painted on it to indicate its ownership. A reporter who watched the men found that from five to seven nuts were rejcted for every bag that was filled. One of the workers, al though kept busy either passing along the full baskets or ihe empty oues back, found time to talk. He said: "This vessel brought 75.000 of the nuts from Baraeoa. We began on them at 7 o'clock this morning, and wili have them all out by 3 o'clock. We are paid by the hour at 'longshoremen's rates. The boss took the contract to discbarge the cargo at sixty ceuts a thousand." "What is done with the spoiled ones?" "They are sold to that man (indica ting a man by the unmarked wagon). He is a baker aud confectiouer. lie says they make a better and cheaper fire than coal. Rather curious, though, that only bakers and confectioners should have learned what good fuel they are." The nuts were stowed loose in the bold of the vessel, with nothing to keep them from shifting in case the steamer got a heavy lurch during a gale on her way to port. A merchant who was familiar with the trade said: "We import from 13.UO0.000 to 15.000, 000 cocoanuts a year. On an average 7) per cent of them spoil ou the way. About one-half of them, come from Baraeoa, San Bias is the next port of consequence. The little steamers are driving the schooners out of the busi ness, although the heat of the engine rooms is detrimental to the nuts. "Six vears ago there was not a single steamer iu the Baraeoa trade. In 1881 there were 151 schooner cargoes brought here from B.iracoa. Iu 18tt2 there were five Steamer cargoes brought all Ameri can. The sctaooner cargoes rose to 221 in 1883. besides 14 Yankee steamer car goes. The next year the British tramp entered the trade, and iu two years cut the schooner cargoes to 43, while the n umbel of steam tramp cargoes rose to 9i. The Yankee steamers barely held their ou n with 16 cargoes. It is a case of the survival of the lit test. The fact is. the steamers, although Hying the British llag. are in great part owned by Americau capital. Cocoanuts at Bara eoa co.-t 2 cents each, delivered ou board the steamer free. There is very little freighting done, the steamers and cargoes belougin; usually to the firms engaged in the trade." A". 1". bun. Cropping Iie' Kara. Sir Edwin Landscer. one of the judges at the dog- how in JUmdon. Kugland. endeavored to exclude all lors that had been mutilated by ear-cropping and otherwise. The principal reason for Sir Edwin s protest is that the cropping of ears is most cruel and hurtful to toe dog. The cruelly complained of is not in the oiteration that, after all, is a small matter. It consists in depriving the animal of a defense which nature has civ n it against the entrance of earth and saud into the ears. The en trance of these inio the ears distress the dogs much, causing deafness, abscesses. aud cancer. All dogs, more or less, re quire to be protected from sand and earth by overlapping ears; but especial ly do terriers, literally "earth dogs the species which, of all others, is most persecuted by cropping. I hey go into a burrow, their ears get lull of sand and they sutler ever afterward. Surely Sir iMw in Jjandseer is right in saying that jud ;es of dogs ought not to sauc tion eueli treatment of the animal, and that the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals should look to the practice. The only excuse that can be set up for this system is a delusive one. It is said that lighting dogs fare belter with their ears cropped, and the exigen cies of lighting dogs have Bet the fash ion for all others, it is true that it an ear be gone it can not be torn, but then it is forgotten that even for fighting pur poses the ear is often a protection. All these n;hting dogs have what are called jKiiuta." One has his way of seizing the leg. another fixes uiiou the throat, :ind yet another makes a dash at the large gland behind the ear. which in the dog is as sensitive as the most sensitive gland in the human body.. Deprive the dog of his ear aud the assailant can get a good bite a it and lay his adversary low. Leave the dog his t ar and the assailant's grasp of the sensitive gland is impeded by the folds of the ear and rendered much more feeble. Thus, even to the fight ing-dog the long ear is a positive de fense. New Oi leans l icuyui'e. lbeppieoi jueioourtie, Australia, are goiiv' lo erect a statue in memory of O Connell, the great Irish agitator. It will be like the one in O'Connell street Dublin, and Mr. Brock, an Irishman living in London, who was the sculptor then, has also been engaged for the work on the Melbourne monument. KIEL'S GRAVE. The Wegleeted Rmtlnc-Plaee of the Half- Breed Leader In the Northwest. No visit to this interesting region ij complete without crossing over Red river from Winnipeg to the suburb ol St. Boniface, the home of Archbishop Tache. There are two men in Winnipeg who, by their iersoital merits and a long course of wise actions for the bene fit of this region, have become pre-emi nent in their intliicnt-e over the people of the Canadian northwest S.r Douald A. Smith, whose Winnipeg homo is at Silver heights, on the bauks of the As- siniboine, was for many years the bead of the Hudson & li-tj company in this country, aud his influence over the peo ple in the wide domain extending from the boundary to the Arctic circle ana from the great lakes westward to the Rock v mountains bus been very marked. Archbishop Tocho, whose province ex tends all over the same wide territory is the revered spiritual adviser of the French and Indians, and also a sage counselor for the whole country. These two men for a long period have been a reliance of the government in dealing with these remote eople, and they were mainly instrumental in settling the orig inal troubles in Manitoba which result ed it its being made a Canadian pro vince. Kiel very properly objected to some suggested modes if settlement, be cause, as he said, the people oi this re gion desired to bo equal to and not sub ordinate to Canada; they did not wish to be the colony of a colony. Cross ing oyer the substantial bridge spanning the Red river between Winnipeg and St Bon if. toe, the attractive cathedral is in full view. The river sweeps grandly around from the west to the north, and on the edge of the outer bank is a road. A plain white fence borders this road with foliage behind it, from among which stands up the cathedral uf St Boniface, with its tall, shining, tin cov ered spire, a reproduction of those seen on the lower St Lawrence, Above this is the large, square academy building, which is a school of the Sisterhood of Gray Nuns from Montreal, and adjoin ing it is their convent Below the church. embosomed iu trees, stands the modest residence of the archbishop, a low. square-roofed house, yet comfortable iu its appointments, at. isotitiace college is behiud. The buildings are construct ed of the cream-oolored stone found near by, and which is used so extensive. Iv in Winnipeg. The church is of mod ern build, erected in ltk). to succeed the original church then burnt It has a famous chime of bells, first sent out from London to the old church, destroy ed when the church was burnt the fragments collected and sent back to London for recasting, again sent out. and, after meeting various mishaps, finally s:tfely brought overland by ox teams from St Paul, on the Mississippi river. They are kuowu here as "the traveling befls'of St Boniface." But the most interesting part of the place is the graTe of Kiel in the church-yard. It is a flat grave iuciosed by a plain wood en fence, with a cross, also of wood. stuck in the ground and bearing the words "Louis Dav iu Kiel, without other mark. His widow who recently died, is interred alongside without any mark, and, in fact the graves show no evi dence of any careleing taken of them. The death of Kiel by the extreme pen alty of the inw. while still a cause of great irritation among the French ol Lower Canada, has probably ended all prospect of French half-breed domina tion in any part of the northwest where the English rule, mainly through the insirumeutalily of the Canadian Pacific railway, has now established its su preme authority. H'mmpet Vvr. Lon don Tunes. Price in Paris. The Englishman who makes it a matter of recreation to run over to Paris twice a season is beginning to fret against the rapacity of the Frenchmen wiih whom, in the matter of meat and drink, he has to deal. He buys old books, often at a bargain; he does not buy much bric-a-brac in Paris, but eat he must and the prices demanded of hi iu, simply because be falters in his French, rentier him rebellious. Still he is an amiable fellow. He dislikes a struggle, and even if disposed to strug gle his treacherous accent reminds him that he is uot at home. He may bend his brows over the abnormal size of his "addition," but he puts his hand into his pocket and pays it after all, aud that is all the Frenchman cares for. The Parisian setting out to buy looks critically at everything. He then de mands the price' of several articles in which he has no interest whatever, and finally swooping down upon the object of his desires, "et ca?" he askes. On learning the price he whistles a polite little French whistle. "Trop cher," he says. "Mais non, monsieu.," urges the merchant "Mais oui, monsieur." insists the Parisian. A little silence ensues, broken by the would-be buver. "Est ce le dernier prix, monsieur,'' he insinuates. "Ah, oui, e'est le dernier prix;ce n'est pas cher." The voice of the merchant is dignified but reproach ful. "Eh bicn!" says the Parisian, "bonjour, monsieur." The merchant allows the Parisian to get so far away that he is sure that he is really going and that he will not come back. Then cautiously the merchant puts his head out of his door and calls him: "Pst! p stl Attendez. monsieur! What will monsieur give?" Monsieur turns and names his price; he does not take a step backward until he has received a definite answer. He knows what he is doing aud with whom he has to deal. He names his price, something within reason, and the'merchant shrugs his shoulders. "Eh bieu!" he says, "take it;" and the bargain is concluded. far is Cor. Hochesler Union. The first English sparrows brought to Atlanta were purchased by the City Council und placed in the old City-Hall Park, where the Capitol is now being erected. For a year or two they were to be seen nowhere within the city limits except in that immediate locality. Their march is slow but sure; they never surrender a territory once taken. Last spring they invaded several streets where they had never been seen be fore, aud now. eight years after their introduction into Atlanta, they have about taken it Atlanta Constitution. CACOIIT BY A IUO CLAM. A Thrilling Story Told by a Nary Llmtca ant iangroua SI taut I on. The following swimming story is told by a lieutenant in the navy: "I kept my eyes fixed on my companion. Brown, who was acting in a singular manner. After every few seconds his head would disappear beneath the-water iu which he stood, then it would appear again. He seemed to be Strug.-ling violently. As 1 approached In in he threw up bis hands aud cried out inj accents that haunt me still, -ior heav en's sake. Lieutenant quick, and help me!' 1 dashed out to him through water up to mv waist 'What is it? What bus hold of you?' I exclaimed. It's a big oyster or a big clam, be groaned. 1 was wading here and Biepped into it, I expect It's shell closed, gripped mv ankle, and. to save my life, i can't move; and the tide will soon be over our heads here,' be added, and with something almost like a sob. lie bad been struggling here for 15 or 20 minutes. 1 bad heard of the tridao nagigas, or monster clam, of this coast and instantly realized the danger of his situation. Courage, oil fellow." I said, "I'll stick by you. Here, hold this paddle and the hatchet" 1 then ducked down under the water and with my hands felt about his foot " The huge niollusk had what might be termed a death grip on him. The crea ture's shell was several feet long and of proportionate breadth, and the weight of the shell-fish must hare been at least 800 pounds. The creature was attached to the coral rock by a grisly bysus as thick as my arm. Raising mvseif, I got breath, then, seising the paddle, thrust the shaft of it between the converging edges of the two valves of the shell, and, using it as a lever, attempted to pry the shell apart But 1 could uot open it Brown, too, ducking down, seized hold with bis hands aud pulled with all his strength, but exerting all our power, we could not release the monster's hold. Again and agaiu I threw mv whole weight on the shaft of ttie paddle, and at leugth broke it By this tune the water was up to my shoulders when I stood up. rully realiiiug that what ever I did must be done iu a few min utes more, else the poor fellow would drowu, 1 snatched the hatchet from Brown's hand, and, diving, tried to cut under the shell, to break the creature's anchorage on the rock. With might and maiu 1 cut and hacked then rose an instant ior breath then down and at it again. But it seemed as though I could not cut through the tough muscle. ' Four limes I dived, and with frauth: haste cut at those tough byssL "It stirs!" at length Brown cried, bracing bis weight upon his free foot and lifting at it Then, with a final blow, the bys sus was severed, and the buoyancy of the water aiding us, we dragged 'the great niollusk still fast to Brown's aukle bac-U to higher ground on the reef. Here the water was waist deep, however, and I looked anxiously around for Mac, iu the iakaioi. To niy inex pressible joy he was close at hand, and between us we lifted Brown, with his now captured captor, into the canoe Even then we could not both of us to gether pry the valves of the shell apart enough to release Brown's foot until with a knife we had reached in and completely divided the tridacna saw ing a&under the hinge muscles at the base of the bivalve. It was truly a gi gantic clam, and ss a poetis retribution ; upon it for the attempt ou the life of 1 one of our party, we ate a portion of its 1 flesh for our supper, but found it rather tough. Brown's ankle was severely ; bruised and wrenched, and he suffered , for many a day from the vice-like grip of the huge mollusK. lfte AryonauL TUB STOItY OF JUDD. What Drove the Naval Llentenant Insane at Colon. "Much goes on in the navy." said a lieutenant lately, "of which the outside world knows nothing. Take the ex ample of poor Judd. When Prestan be came uzly at Colon, Cant Kane, then of the Galena, sent Judd ashore to de mand an explanation. Prestan prompt ly seized Judd, the American consul, Wright, and M. Connos, the local agent of the Pacific Mail Steamship company, and placed them iu the 'calaboose.' Then be sent word to Capt. Kane that at the first gun the Galena fired, or the first marine or sailor she landed, be would execute the- prisoners. They were kept in the calaboose' all night expecting to be shot in the morning. In the morning Prestan came to them and told Judd that if he would sign an agreement that the arms on board the Colon would be delivered up he would let them all go. "Judd did so and Prestan released his prisoners. Judd returned on board the Galena and told what he had done. But meantime Cant Kane had driven the Dagos off the Colon and towed her out into the stream. When Capt Kane learned what Judd had done he said the arms should not be delivered to Pres tan. Now, Judd had purchased his life by signing the agreement that they would be, so he immediately returned ashore and told Prestan that he could not keep his compact "Prestan immediately put him in the calaboose' again, and the next morning tooK him out to Monkey Mill to be shot Before Judd's grave was dug. however. CoL Ulloa canio dashing up with the government troops, and in the tight Judd escaped aud went ou board the Galena. "It was then that Capt Kane landed his men, aud Judd went with them, eager for revenge. That day the hor rible massacre and the burning of Colon took place, and all day Judd fought bravely. But for two nights and three days his mind had been under the most terrible strain and his reason gave way. "lie is now, as you all know, a hope less maniac, out l tniuK nis voluntarily putting himself in the power of Prestan, when he found he could not keeD the promises to him by which he had pur chased his lite, is one of the most cbiv alrio things of the oenturv. When he went back he went to almost certain death, and he knew it But he weut calmly and deliberately, rather than break bis word. JNow, how many people who read of the burning of Colon knew this story of .luddr ' Jew Xork Tribune. BAHTIIOLDrs GIFT. CREATEST STATUE ON EARTH. Tha Moat Gigantic Example of the Sculp tor's Art Known to Man Its Dimensions. The Statne. Wot 'Jke those tem pies of the olden times. Built by the lle iinir hands of tolling slaves, 1 he corner- tun laid over the new-made RTaves, In bold commemoration of dark crimes: " Not like the mystic Sphinx, whose dull, cold face Left to the world no lesson and no grade. Is this majestic emblem of the Free! 2 history of wrongs, her wearing mars " t, rival and com pun ion of the stars, he itlta h-r glorious torch, that all may see This ej-uilx)! of a Nation's Motherhood, x air Liberty, the beautiful, the goodl Stupendous triumph of ambitions art. Helped by a million easier, earnest bands I p to the lofty atjrht w heron she stands. She knits two ?rcat hVpublica heart to heart And, sniilinif f rota our country's open door. Welcomes the homeless wanderer to our shore. Ella W heeler Wilcox. Bartholdi's colossal statue of "Liber ty Enlightening the World" is to be re garded not merely as a personal gift of French citizens or the outcome of indi vidual impulse, but as a popular token of the unbroken friendship of the French nation for the United States during the latter' a first century of existence, and an earnest of the continuance of that friendship in the future. France is the only nation to which the United States owes a distinct debt of eratitude. and the graceful sentiment of fraternity which impelled her to conceive and carry out the Idea of a commemorative statue renders the event of its presen tation unique in the history of man kind. The Bartholdi statue of lilierty is the most gisrantio production of the sculp tor s chisel that has ever been execut ed. Beside it all the famous statues of ancient and mediaeval times sink into insignificance. It weighs in all 450.000 pounds, or 325 tons, aud its total height, from the foundation of the pe destal to the torch, is 4fi meters, or 151 feet 1 inch. Its total heisrht above mean low-water mark is 5$05 feet 6 inches, and it towers high above any building in New York or Brooklyn. An idea of the immensity of the sta tue's proportions may be formed from the following dimensions of its com ponent parts: The fore fingf r is 8 feet in length and 7 feet 6 inches in cir cumference at the second joint; the nail of the finger measures 1 foot 3 inches by 1 foot. The nose is 4 feet 6 inche9 in length aud the eyes each 2 feet 6 inches in width. Forty persons can stand without discomfort in the head. While the torch itself has capaci ty for 13, and it is possible for sever al men to ascend through the arm to the torch without squeezing-. The risrht arm is 42 feet Ions: and 13 feet in its greatest thickness. The waist is S5 feet through and the head 10 feet. The hand is 16 feet 1"- and the mouth 3 feet wide, the t.1 number of steps in the staircase leading from the base of the foundation to the top of the torch is 403. From the ground to the top of the pedestal there are 195 steps and the statue proper 154. The ladder leading up through the extended right arm to the torch has 54 rounds. August Uartftoldi. The pedestal is 89 feet high and is 03 feet square at the base, tapering to (0 feet at the summit. The Grecian columns above the base are each 73 feet S inches in height. The foundation on which the pedestal rests is 65 feet hiirh It is 91 feet square at the bottom, taper ing gradually to 61 feet at the top. The pedestal is a shell of smoothly hewn granite, held in place- by several thousand barrels of cement. Its entire cost was $350,000, of which $100,000 was raised by popular subscription to the pedestal fund of the xsew York ijjj jjSjT , WoltS. The remainder was appropri ated by congress. Ground was broken for the foundation in April. 1883, and it was completed in April, 1885. The pedestal was completed late in the spring of the present year. The first rivet was driven on the statue July 12, 1886. The statue itself represents an outlav of more than 1,000.000 francs. It is made of sheets of beaten copper fixed on a pylonic iron trusswork, which Berves as a support for the shell-like covering. The copper plates are kept in shape by iron bands, and supported by iron braces, which are clamped on the cen tral core. 1 hey do not bear in the least on the lower plates, and their weight is always independent of all that is above and below. Exhaustive mathematical calculations were made upon the resist ing power of the iron pieces, upon the center of gravity, and nnon the actions of high winds. The calculations -were made by taking as a base the most pow erful hurricanes which have been re corded in America or Europe. The cop per plates are two and one-half milli meters in thickness. The copper plat ing of the statue of St. Charles Borro meo is only one millimeter thick, and it has stood for two centuries. STBWAKT'S MASCOT. Tne Story of the old Woman Who TJsed to Sit at the Great Merchant's Store. A newspaper paragraph that I will read to you has excited the ire of an aged friend of mine, who has Ions been a resident of Philadelphia, but formerly resided in New York eity. I have the clipping about me somewhere. Here it is: "I hear a qneer story of the supersti tion of A. T. Stewart. From the be ginning of his career as a New York merchant until shortly before bis death he imagined that his fortune was bound up in that of the little old apple woman who had a stand in front of his store. When bis chief store was down by the city hall this little old apple-woman was encouraged and protected bv him, and when he moved further up Broad way to the bit; white buildinsr now oc cupied by Dinning, it is said that he personally superintended the carrying of the little apple woman's effects "to a new stand outside of it Here she stav ed during all of its prosperity in these new quarters, but shortly before his death she disappeared. Stewart looked upon her as a mascot and he often said, so the story goes, that when she died or left the place that his good luck wouid go with her. fctrange to say, it was even bo. A few months alter this Stew art began to decline, and that apple wo man was hardly forgotten before he was in his erave."- That is what started my friend talk ing. "A very qneer story" indeed." he said, and if I rightly understand By stander, he wouldTlike to give his listen ers the honest truth from one who was 'here. 1 think it was about the year 1845 that I first saw the apple woman who figures in the newspaper legend. It was when A T. Stewart was a pros pering New York merchant and kept a store on Broadway, not far below Chambers street and opposite City Hall pars, it was me great J4ew ior store, and it was frigidly plain and unattractive- By the side of the door, which was not in the least a spacious entrance, sat the old apple woman of history. She never kept an apple stand, but sbe sat in a chair constructed of boards, back ed up against the cold brick wail, and -by her side there was a basket pla ' ami unpretentious as the chair, and -' filled with fruit The old wonif " at that far off time, nearly 7" age. In appearance sbe w- - and decrepit Her clolhir ,'s'" -cheapest description. brVr -t tidy as possible. 1 wr. ' ' of New York, and- , Chambers street to her morning and evl . ed much attention.-. ' " ? , sat it tfTil T i' if nwmi an i t partly because sh was sowor?FfS?j$ object of charity. I never saw her sell an apple. I never saw the person who witnessed any commercial transaction in the fruit line in which she was con cerned. I never saw her basket when it looked as if it had been reduced to the extent of one apple. Her revenue was not derived from the sale of her stock. She did not sit there in all weathers to sell apples. Her age and cleanly appearance commended her to the liberality of the throng that passed in and out of "Stewart's. " His cus tomers regarded her as a pensioner, and there was a daily generous deposit of coins in her shriveled hand. One morning Stewart's old apple woman, as she bad come to be called, was missing. The wonder was is she !ead?" and there was much inquiry as to what had become of her. The news papers undertook to respond to the pub lic demand and this was the result of their investigation: It w?s discovered that to sit at the entrance of the great merchant's store was a very profitable privilege; that by reason of being thus favored the old apple woman's annual revenue amounted to a large sum, and some evil-disposed person hinted that A. T. Stewart shared her income. - It was a cruel and preposterous lie, and when it came to his ears she had to go. The public never knew from whence she came, nor whither she went All that was known was that the box chair and its ancient occupant had disappear ed, and the throng of people who pass ed up and down Broadway sorrowed that they should see her placid face no more forever. . "The general belief was that Mr. Stewart supplied the revenue of which scandal had deprived her. If he did the demand upon his liberality was of brief duration, for she was very aged when she first became a solicitor of alms. This old woman did net enter into his life at the beginning of his career, and she had probably gone to her happy home thirty years before he laid down the burden of his life. He never had any superstition concerning her or anyone, and to associate her ca reer with his is simply idiotic rubbish. If she stayed around the new place it was in the spirit, for to have presided at an apple-stand when A T. Stewart died she would have been a sure enough centenarian, with several years "to spare." ihiladelphxa News. The ases of spring chickens and wom en are the most doubtful subjects on ' this little earth. -Vt Haven Netes. . j " w .i ....