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About The Oregon register. (Lafayette, Yamhill County, Or.) 18??-1889 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 10, 1888)
4 1 FIELD BATTERY. JIM POULDER’S MISTAKE. ■elf satisfied gentleman, and the apace by his side was occupied by a handbag of crocodile leather and a spring overcoat. In the other was another young man not quite so extrava gantly dressed, though nea’ ly clad, and not so handsome as the first, though he had an open and intelligent countenance. The far mer looked around, and, motioning his daughter to the vacant seat, said: “There’s a place for you, Lucy.” Then, turning to the young man with the sachel, be asked: “Seat engaged P The young man looked up, curled bls Up superciliously, and mid: “Man to fill it’ll be here presently, I dare say.” •Ah!" said the farmer, coolly removing the gripsack and overcoat and placing them on the young man's lap; “then Fll occupy it until becomes.’’ And he seated himself accord ingly, while ths young man glared at him. The one on the other side looked amused, an<l then, rising, said: “You bad better ex change seats with me, sir, and then the young lady and yburself will be together.” . .. “Thank you,” was the farmer’s reply, and the exchange was quietly effected. The two young men were evidently ac quainted, for the courteous one said to the other in a low voice: “Jim Poulder, you made a mistake there.” “I never make mistake«, Frank Bolling," I replied the other. “I dare say you’ll make your fortune some of these days oy being polite to the granger popu ^tion; but my for tune is already made.” The first speaker said nothing more, but, drawing a newspaper from his pocket, opened it and ran his eye over its columns. Poulder yawned a little, and at last said: “This u too dull for y* faithfully, James Poulder. I’ll go into u..e smoking car and take a whiff. Have a suifterT he inquired, producing a pocket fia»k. “No, thank you,” replied Bolling. “That I I stuff is rather too fiery dor me.” “Here goes alone, then. That's as fine brandy as ever crooned the ocean. Day-day! . -K^P AReye oa my traj)«, will you I and don’t give up my seat to every couatry yokel who I asks it.” The elegant young gentleman shook him- •elf and made his way forward to the car especially provided fofr fumigation. Wben ite bad gone the old rtiaM leaned over the arm of his seat and addressed Bolling. “Excuse na, sir, but didn't your friend who hftf left say that his name was James Pouhlerr - “That’s bis name, str." replied th* young man; “but be is not exactly a friend of mine, though, we live in the same place, and I know him very w$U." . “May I inquire where he is from!” “Yes, sir ; Careysburg." “Son of Peter B. Poulder, the great pork packer there, isn't he T “Yes, sir.” “His father should deal with him. It would be quite in bis hr.a." “Oh, papa!" said a sweet, reproachful voice, as those near who beard the colloquy tittered. “It is a fact, Lncy," rejoined the fanner. The old man, who was evidently intelligent, entered into a general r >nvcreation with the younger, ■’• showed that he was quite well inforn -d. Boiling was glad ef a confer ence so entertaining. especially when, as his eyes were ternt in that direrHoa, he caw the young lady was an interested and, be hoped, a pleased listener. There was something very sweet in the expreatooa of her coantenance— an inexpressible imprena of modesty and inno cence on bvr features. They ehatted away, and the elder, an dexterously that the younger never perceived it. drew e«rt of the other his position, prospects and intention« Bolling was frank by nature, and the ques tions of his interlocutor, who was as ingeni ous as the other wan ingenuous, were craftily put The sharp granger soon learned that Frank Bolling bad been engaged for some time in the study ot law; but that his father having met with reverses, and having two younger daughters to educate, the young man determined to make his burden less, and bad set out to support biinself. abandoning his law studies and taking a situation as sales man at a country store in Grifftoe, a thriving town about five miles from the main line. “I get but beggarly pay, of course,” said Frank, gayly. “I am only a raw hand; but I have a promise that, when I am better quali fied. my wages will be increased." “You are rather a singular person," said the farmer, bluffly. “Most young men would have talked of their salary.” “1 rather prefer the old style of English,” said Bolling. “I am to be a hireling; and the compensation of a hireling to called wages. Rut wages or salary—the terms are indiffer ent to me." “My place is within a mile of Griffton," said the old man. “I have a notion that I knew your father once. Wasn't be at Har vard in his timer “Yes, sir; and so was I. We are alumni of the same school." “I wonder if he remembers his old chum there—one George Carter—George 8k Leger Carter, ns tirey have it on the rolls." **Yes, sir; I’ve beard him speak of him often, though the two have drifted apart since then Judge Carter, you mean. He lives at Griffton. Do you know bimC “Um! yxe! After a fashion.* “Papa!" whispered the young girl, but Boiling’s quick ear caught her wonto, “I know the jmlge better than you d<x" “Be quiet. Puss, will your replied her father in the same tone. “I am told," resumed the young man. “that ■n> qy agwm Sm xtae caxttaxxi give« a sign. What a .'•.tecr<v As if instantly turned to marble «■ur y bur» anii camage steps dead short Tor five «aaands vrhat inextricable qpu- fTMi.n. H.caeh men. guns and caissons to- m a horrible jumble—then all is clear acaun. Than- back in the hollow, sheltered arv the ouaoitf—a little below the hill sands the ime of limbers, and here on the area: an* the guns. What a metamorphosis! The stanxifiLkt- cannoneers are now full jo I lit- and exenemsm Now a cloud of white smcdEe and rad flame suddenly shoots out of the biaok month nearest, a terrible boom rmgs out them another and another. Boom! toaemi: the great mouths yell with toerrftis Anhgtrt and at each boom goes down svrath-of men in 'the advancing col- Boo«: bcK«n: boom! they roar in axri yer at each boom they recoil 1 their own power. Beyond the ya. away off in the distence. trees split and fall, and bouses collapae at some un seen mystenoos power. Everything give« way before the terrible storm of iron mis- <les thrown out at each boom! boom! boom! The enemy for an instant halt, and then reform, on again and charge up the hillside. Will nothing stop them! No, they are deter mined to have the battery that causes such I terribto destruction in their ranks, and though with each discharge wide lanes are opened in them, they do not falter. The brave can noneers ar« falling fast. Quick! “Limber, rear!” sounds the bugle, while the long sup porting lino of infantry rises from the hob low, and pours volley after volley into the determined foa. Ha! he halts—he is checked! No, that is only temporary disorder. See, there he comes again, with a yell! Oh! how terrible! Quick! spike the guns! Hand to hand they fight. See, even as that officer’s sword to upraised, the bullet strikes him, and he reels from off his horse. Dbwn goes the bores, kicking and screaming in death agony. Men fighting with bayonets, clubbed muskete. fire their guns in each other’s faces blow off heals of men close by. Blood Blood! Blood! What is that! Thank God! The joyful yell in our rear is from a re-enforcement ar rived just in time. The enemy sees it, he gives way, there be goes—what is left of him. That is right; pour volley after volley into him, rush after him; do not leave any one alive. The guns are safe, but what a scene! There are piles of dead and wounded to gether. Pools of blood on the ground, and everything marked with blood. Flies are already settling on the dead. What terrible groans and moans, and prayers for water. Broken muskets, torn clothes revealing white« skin stained with red blood, canteens, haver sacks, guidons, cooking tins, cannister cart ridge«, broken wheels, dead hones and men, all together. Ixwk at that mam! Horse« with entrails scattered about; human legs and arms with out bodies; bodies with jagged splinters and t-onee pro’.ruding through the flesh. That man's face is already swollen and this one’s is turned black. Oh! the despair, the hatred er courage depicted on their countenances! And the strange positions they take—eyes pfotrwlmg from sockets and tongues from nouths. Oh! it is terrible. One can but shudder and sicken, turn faint and giddy. Yet it is war—the science that brings out the noblest as well as the worst passions of men, and that is the great civilizer of the world.— William R. Hamilton, U. 8. A., in Outing. Y ' " * Nane’i Wage« in France. I have beard many French housekeepers declare that they gladly put up with all servant annoyances, except with those of a wet nurse. They are the real tyrants and worry of the servant class. In the first place a good nurse’s wages are enor mous; she b paid from to |40 a month; »he is given a whole trousseau; she must be fed with extra dishes, a thing, which however reasonable it may seem, always excites grumbling among the other servants. For baby’s sake, she to out a good deal, and in parks she meets other nurses, who for pastime make it a point to gossip and tear their masters to pieces. When found fault with, nurse must not be scolded nor worried; it might hurt the baby. She is well aware that the peace of the family depends upon her, and Mke all despots she is sure to take ad van, of It. Moral: Mothers must nurse own children.—■Cor. Brooklyn Eagle. TO DRY DEAD BODIES. THE YÀMENI Rü 1 Young Iavealor’a Scheme for •'Knock ing Out“ ComoteriM •»«! Crematories. Another answer to the question ’bf bow beet o dispose of the dead has been giv^i by J. J. Meyew, of Washington. He has invented a plan which he believe« to be superior to ? re mat ion, burial, or any other ancient or modern method of treating dead txxlies. The new Mausoleum and Safe De|xnit for the Dead is the name of this new contrivance. Mr. Meyers’ plan may be regarded as a compromise; .between the two extremes of intermeMk and cremation. In a fireproof building spaces will be provided just large pnough to .hold a single coffin. When a coffin with a detotH>ody is placed in one of these the door of the ajiartment is hermetically sealed. Running from these apartments are tubes which bring air into the deadrooms and also carry it downward by a forced draft to a central furnace below, where are consumed all gases and fluids escaping from the bodies. Dea<l bodies treated in this manner will, in a short time, it is claimed, become naturally preserved or dried, and so remain. Ample provision will be made to prevent the entombing of ¡jersons really «lead. A re ceiving room will tie provided with an elec trical afiparatus sb arranged that the slight est mo/vement in the coffin will set off an alarm. This will continua for hours, if need be, and will also prove an indicator which will draw attention to the place where the movement occurred. ’ If, again, for any rea son the removal of the dead should be de sired, the bodies in the mausoleum, unlike those in gloomy pyramids of Gizeh, are al ways accessible and in such a state of preeerr, vntinn as ac to make malm a n transfer practicable nrant a and and ration comparatively easy. Arrangements will also be made for embalming bodies and for entombing those treated in this way that they may be seen at any time by friends. ...By the adoption of this system, Mr. Meyers maintains, body snatching will be made im possible. There will be but a single entrance to the building^ guarded day and night. Yet notwithstanding all these,appointments the €G3t cost of*1 ,6ntou>oing in the mausoleum will not •xcqtKL that of a respectable interment in any well known cemetery. Families could be ac commodated with sections, including as many single apartments as desired. The fronts of these ajiartments can be adorned as elaborately as a tombstone, and with fully as great variety of ornamen tation. An ordinary mausoleum could be placed within the limits of a city as well as on the cemetery grounds, and be far less ob jectionable if built and managed as proposed; than the average brewery or sugar refinery. —New York Tribune. The American Way. As a rule the American never wants to re tire. He has an idea that it is his duty “to die with thé harness on.” Accordingly ho keeps aimself in the traces, he works day and night, his hours of recreation are reduced to a mini mum, he doesn’t even give himself sufficient, time to eat his meals in such a.Way that his food can be the most easily digested, the ten sion of his nervous system is rarely if eve» entirely relaxed. He has his wish, ho dies “with the harness on,” but his death takes place eight or ten years earlier than it would if he had known how to do his work without excitement, and to give himself the.r^pnse which advancing years require.. It is true that there is another alternative to which death would be preferable, for, with enfeebled mind he exists during the latter part of his life in a mental condition requiring the watchful care of his friends or his incarcera tion within the wall of a lunatic asylum. I have said that this is the fault of the average American, not by afty means in tending to imply that there are not many who are wise enough to act differently, and also many who, notwithstandingztjieir sins against the laws of their being,*'manage to escape in this world, at least, tnefull punish ment for their offenses. But I do mean to say that sucb cases are infinitely more com mon among us than, among any other nation on the face of the earth, and that Americans, ' more than any other people, are so consti- ' tuted. either from birth or education, that undue mental excitement is a necessary fac tor to their existence.—William A. Ham mond in New York Mail and Express. -— « ‘ Up in a Hal loon. Our ship goes softly on its way—higher and higher, the earth seems bigger and bigger, as the circular line it makes with the sky grows larger and larger. With two and a quarter tons’ weight, still our bird mounts rapidly upward—now two miles, now two and a half. We sail far above the fields of yellow wheat Mid dark green com of Illinois. Rivers are men» white threads, and lakes are patches of silver set into a carpet of many hues. The forest trees are bushes that look as if a small scythe might easily mow them down. The thin airland our rapid upward flight makes my’head roar, as if with the sounds of noisy drums; I feel dizzy—like one about to faint away. Now we are 15,000 feet high—nearly three miles. ‘ Our ship has not yet cone to the extreme top of her flight. We are far above the clouds. Over the edges of the thick white vapor we gaze at the earth spread out below like a map, with green and gray and brown and yellow spots thereon. From the dis comfort of 96 degrees of heat in the shade when we left the earth we have come to the chilly comfort of 37—a drop of nearly 60 de grees in less than an hour. This is a quick turn—one that never comes to man or beast below. Yet up here, where we are sailing softly, the air is so dry that the cold affe<-ta us much less than would the same tempera ture on the earth's surface.—St Nicholas. Journalists. If I wanted to get good square judg | ment on something I had jione I would rather go to a newspaper office than to any other court of justice. I know that the newspapers probe into men’s char acters, and the pure need not fear all the presses in America. The way to be safe from so called newspaper attacks is to be a Christian. The reporters are the best detective force in this country. They have brought more criminals to justice I and punctured more shams than all other agencies combined.—Rev. Sam Jones. Coin of the World. The London Economist estimates that there are 15.000,000,000 of coin in th« present circulation of the world or avail able for circulation. Of thia magnificent total $3.200,000,000 is in gold and tl ■ 800,000,000 is silver. ADVENTURES OF BICYCLI8T IN THE CHINESE EM Saved from a Howling City lg flerviooa of th« Yamonl Bau Distinguishing Mnrkn—Air El Trip Through Tn-ho. ft Taken all in all my tour thn was about the toughest bit p< ax the whole journey around the i bicycle. Nothing to more certain 1 should have perished at the hag bowling city mob in the interior f the good services of the yameq| under whose protection I travel«* last two weeks I was in the count The yameni runners of China to the zaptiehs of Turkey and th Persia, Afghanistan and other a countries. Attached to the goi every city or district are a certai these yameni runners. Their dut dispatches, convey prisoners, pi •rty, act as escqgL and otherwise in the service of the mandarins. TWO WHITB “BULL’« IT The yameni runners wear tl Chinese garments #ith the excej coat, Which is embellished With - tinguishingappendage«. Them« of these, and by which the yai . mayfreadily be distinguished fro . . AJ/(m*as can be seen, are two “bull’s feyes,” one on his back an in front. These round white | about eighteen inches in diame markfkj withJjjgred characters ’ cate tlfe districtUIU wearer.belon The real Object of these ll^rge d is to form a fitting ground work t| spicuous display of the character^ ropean residents of the treaty | ever, facetiously call- them “bulli account for their adoption as foil A Chinese soldier can never, circumstances, hit the bull’s eye q Observing this, and in their egot ing that what the celestial warri do the soldiers of no other com the authorities conceived the idea ing bull’s eyes, front and rear, to| runners, so that, in ca:<e of war, if diers fired at them, they would bt miss their mark. Whatever the explanation, af yameni runners drawn up in line r the foreigner a very grotesque aod spectacle. Looking ut them fn they present the apfjearauce of a man targets, with big, white bii the center. At the back the loq cue severs the white disk in half u, streak. AW ESCORT OF RUNXEH The first time I was favored witk of yameni runners was at the city< a place of some importance in the of Kiang-tsi. The mandarin at Ti an escort of two with me to guidei next city, a day's march distant 1 was Kin-ngan-foo, and in to crowded streets, by hurrying fSH nearest way to the yamen, or oflhtf the two yameui runners rescued ■ infuriated mob, bent on the pose of burning me alive. As I wheeled slowly through the the high brick wall that surrounded of Ta-ho, trotting along ahead of i slim young yameni runner, withal boo spear. He was bareheaded, bt and barelegged. In the poverty of parel and the all around contm| sonal appearance and cleanline« plainly read the total absence of | ambition. Tn striking contrast to him wan fled individual who brought up about ten paces behind the bicyck wise was a yameni runner, but of rank. Instead of a bamboo qm rusty head, be carried an oil paper] bright red article, ornamented i characters and gold gilt ChiMN golden lilies with tiny feet. Besides this elaborate article to in the possession of both hat andd soon as we got well away from tit Ta-ho, however, he pulled off tif articles, and giving them to his co carry, trotted along behind me is feet.—Golden Days.Il A Peculiar Antipathy. As I was ascending the bridge* a train for New York the other ai noticed just ahead qf me a woman little boy by the hand The boy, paired to be about 4 years old, WM hold back and crying bitterly. “U to go on the bridge,” he yelled, tugged away to get back to the I was with great difficulty that thee him,on the train. When she Mt climbed into her lap and, throwinf around her neck, moaned and o piteously. ‘‘I don’t want to goo» tl he kept repeating all the way our. I asked the mother why the boy1 to go on the bridge, and she n there was only one way to saw “The boy,” she said, “was born»' after the great accident on the after the opening in 1883. My bl killed in the crush that day. I we but by some miracle I escaped, in life my son evinced j bridge and always cried when at generally use the ferry, as I h»to scene, but I am in a hurry today! over this way. I hope he will re this fear as he grows older, but I ning to think otherwise. He hasi his father died, and no one has « of. the bridge accident in hi« I “Rambler” in Brooklyn Eagle. 7T An English Salt Ml** The ex ploration for salt at tte Iron works, South Bank, ne»J brough, for Mr. Coulthard, « has just been completed. 0 salt, eighty-two feet thick,1 trated. and a parting of anhj sum bored through into salt, fourteen feet thick. of the salt measures has not there is the possibility of salt existing. The total < brine well is 1,692 feet.—Sa can. _