The Yamhill County reporter. (McMinnville, Or.) 1886-1904, February 02, 1894, Image 1

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    Entered at the rost office in McMinnville,
«« Second class matter
my in force, but we are likely to run up
Hguiust small parties. Now, Kennedy, if
they down me you are to stop just long
Out iu de co'ntlel all
enough to grab the dispatch from my
Out in de co’nflel what do 1 aeef
breast; then away you go—always on the
My tears run down, an my heart am a atone! main road. If they dow n you after you’ve
Out in de co'nflel all alone
got the paper, the man who cau grab it
Ain’ no little boy a-waitin fa' me.
first is to take it and hurry forward. So
But out In de co’nflel a akeervrow atau'=;
ou right to the last man. If they down
Little Joe made it wi' he own little Lan’»—
him, taid he’» got his senses w hen he fall,,,
I.iitle Joe's hut on de «keercrow’a Laid,
Little Joe's jacket what de eas’ win’s fade,
he’s to tear the paper up and scatter it
widely as he cau. You understand'”
lie win’ii blow keen frough de tattered gear.
“Yes, sir! Yes, air!”
De rain Louie down, and de sleet an de
“All light then. String out again.”
Iiat little boy git col, I fear!
He touched the big ba) with the spur
and shot quickly ahead.
tor Infants and Children
lie sharp little wklstle ob our little Joe.
With the long rest of the winter our
1 look an I listen ’tweli my heart am a atone!
horses were iu prime spirits, though most­
Little Joe sleeps in de valley alone.
ly a little too fleshy for perfect condition.
But out in lie co’nflel de skeercrow etaii’s
I had cared well for my horse. He w as
Jea’ es he made it wi’ lie own little lian’a.
million» of poraom, permit um to »peak of it without gue»Mng.
- Ida Whipple Bcnhani in Youth’s Companion. fust und sound in wind ami limb. I was
certainly tbo lightest rider of the 11. I
1t . ■ unquestionably th* best »•pinedy for infant* and Children
was still thinking of the probability that
I should get fartheron the way than any
the world ho* eve- l:nnwn. It i** harmle»». Children like it. It
comrade, except the lieutenant, or perhaps
given them health. It will save their Evea. In it Mothers have
Crowfoot and Bader, whose horses were in
Mr. Adam Baiues, civil engineer, Bos­ great shape—I was thinking myself likely
something which I* nhsolotcly «nfeivcd pract leali y perfect a* *
ton, is a little gray about the temples, but to win promotion before morning—when a
child'« medicine.
still looks so young that few could sup­ cry came out of the darkness ahead. The
pose him to Lave served in the civil war. words of the challenge I did not catch,
Castori* deatroy» Worm«.
Indeed ho was iu the army less than a but I heard Miller shout, ‘‘Forward, boys!”
We shook out more speed just as a rifle
CaMtoria allay» Fevor¡«hnecs.
yenr. How he went out of it be told me
spat its long flash at us from about 100
Caatoriaf leveata vomiting Sour Curd,
yards ahead. For ouo moment 1 plainly
Au orderly from the direction of Meade’s saw the southerner’s figure. Kennedy reel­
Citatoria rurali Diari-bistri and XV i lol Colio,
headquarters galloped into our parade ed beside me. flung up his hands with a
ground nnd straight for the man on guard scream aud fell. His horse stopped at once.
»ria relieve» Teething TrouM«».
before the colonel’s tent. That was pretty Iu a moment the lieutenant bad ridden the
Cast uria cure» Coustlpatiuu and Flatulency.
late iu the afternoon of a bright .March sentry down.
day in 1865, but the parade ground Was
Then from the right side of the road a
(¿attoria neutralice» th© effect »of carbonio h <.¡ I g;< * or poisonon» air.
all red mud with shallow pools.
party, who must have been lying rouud
Castoria does not contain morphine, uptnm. or other narcotic property.
His rider never slowed till he brought the camptire that we faintly saw in among
bis horse to his haunches before the sen­ the pines, let fly at us. They had surely
Castoria assimilates the food, regulates the stomach wnil hovrole,
try. There lie flung himself off, with a been surprised in their sleep. I clearly saw
epjash, caught up his saber and ran them us their guns Hashed
giving hcal<by and natural sleep.
through tlie middle opening of the high
“Forward! Don't shoot! Ride on!”
Castorin i» put up in nn*-ftize bottle? only. It ii not «old in bulk.
screen of sapling pines stuck on end side Hliouted Miller. “Bushwhackers! Thank
by side all nrouud the acre or so occupied God, not mounted! Any of you make out
Don't allow any o te tn »ell you anything else en tlie plea or promise
horses with them?”
by the officers’ quarteis.
“No, sir! No, sir!”
The day, though sunny, was not warm,
that it is “ jn»t a* good ” and “ will answer every purpose."
and nearly all the men of my regiment
“Who yelled? Who went dowu?”
See ilia! you tret C-A-S-T-O-B-I-A.
“Kennedy, sir,” I cried.
were in their huts when that galloping
“Too bad! Any one else?”
was heard. Then they hurried out like
“No, sir. '
bees from rows of hives, ran up the lanes
is on everjr
Th« fiMt-simUe
“All safe?”
between the lines of huts and collected,
■iynutnrw < f
each company separately, ou the edge of
“I'm touched in my right arm, but it’s
the parade ground opposite the officers’ nothing,” I said. Tiie twinge was slight
und in the fleshy place in front of uiy shoul­
You see, we hud a notion that the order­ der. I could not muse out that I was
Children Cry for Pitcher’s Castoria
ly had brought the word to break camp. losing blood, aud the pain from the hurt
For five months the Army of the Potomac was scarcely perceptible.
“Good boy. Keep up, Adam,” called
had been in w inter quarters, and for weeks
scarcely anything more exciting than ve­ the lieutenant, with a kind tone. I re­
dette duty bad broken the monotony of member my delight that he spoke my front
our brigade. We understood that Sheridan name. On we flew.
had received command of all Grant’s cav­
Possibly the shots had been heard by the
Illi HrUimillE
alry. We did not know but tbo orderly party halt a mile farther on, for they greet­
ed us with a volley. A horse coughed herd
Lad rushed from Sheridan himself.
Soon, instead of the orderly, out ran our and pitched down behind me. His rider
first lieutenant, a small, wiry, long haired yelled us he fell. Then two more shots
man named Miller. He was in undress came. Crowfoot reeled in front of me and
Wholesale and Retail Dealers in
uniform—just a blouse and trousers—and somehow checked bis horse. I saw him no
bareheaded. Though he wore only low more. Next moment we were upon the
shoes, he dashed through mud and water group with our pistols.
— McMinnville, Oregon.—
“Forward, men! Don't stop to fight!”
toward us, plainly in a great hurry..
“Sergeunt Kennedy, i watit 10 men at roared Miller as he got clear. A riflo was
once, mounted,” Miller said. “Choose the tired so close to my head that the flame
Paid up Capital, $50,000
10 best able for a long ride and give them burned my back hair, and my ears rang
Transact* * General Banking Business.
the last horses iu the company. You un­ for half an hour or more. My bay leaped
derstand—no matter whose the 10 best high and dashed down a man. In a few
horses are, give ’em to the 10 best riders. ” seconds I wa3 fairly out of the scrimmage.
J. Ii I’ttWLS.
How many of my comrades liad gone
“I understand, sir,” said Kennedy.
I Tee I‘resident,
I. EE L.I I till 1.1 S'.
By this time half the company had start down I knew not, nor beside whom I was
E. t'. .1 1'1‘EKSttN
ed for the stables, for fully half considered riding. Suddenly our horses plunged into
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themselves among the best riders. The a hole, his stumbled, the man pitched for
ward and was left. Then I heard a shot,
lieutenant laughed at their eagerness.
“Halt, boys!” he cried. “Sergeant, I'll the clatter of another falling horse, the
of Directors:
pick out four myself. Come yourself and angry yell of another thrown rider.
j . tv
On wo went—the relics of us. Now we
bring Corporal Crowfoot, Private Bader
rushed out of the pine forest into broad
and Private Absalom Gray.”
Crowfoot, Baderaud Gray bud been run­ moonlight, aud I saw two riders between
Hell Sight Kx< hangs «nd Telegraphic Trans
All work fully guaranteed to give ¡ h i feet satis ning for the stables with the rest. Now me and the lieutenant—one man almost
feu on New York. San Fransisco «ml Portland, faction. Refers by permission to Wm McCbris- these three old soldiers grinned and walk­ at my shoulder and another gullopiug 10
lieposlts received subject to check Interest paid uian. Mrs. L. E. Bewley, Mrs. E. 1>. Fellows.
ed, as much as to say, “We needn’t hurry yards behind. Very gradually this man
on Time Ik-poaiU Loans money on approved
—we’re picked anyhow,” while the others dropped to the rear. We bad lost five men
security. Collections made on ail accessible
Holl's Old Jewelry Stand, 3d Street
hurried on. I remained near Kennedy, already, r.nd still the night was young.
Bader and Absalom Gray were nearest
for 1 was so young and green a soldier that
me. Neither spoke a word till wc struck
IF YOU WANT FIRST-CLASS I supposed 1 Lad no chance to go.
"Hurry up. Parade as soon as possible. upou a space of sandy road. Then I could
One day’s rations, light inarching order — hear, far behind the rear man, a sound of
no blank 3s—fetch overcoats and pou j galloping on the hard highway.
Proprietor of The McMinnville
--- OR OTHER----
“They’re after us, lieutenant,” shouted
chos,” said Miller, turning, “and in choos
ing your nieu favor lightweights.”
“Many?” He slacked speed, aud we lis­
That was no doubt the remark which
brought me iu. I was lanky, light, bred tened attentively.
Wittern for Special I’lhes Catalogue
“Only one,” cried Miller. “He’s com­
among horses, and one of the best in the
Mailed Free.
regiment bad fallen to my lot. Kennedy ing fast.”
Situated at the Southwest cornar of lha Full
The pursuer gained so rapidly that we
wheeled, und bis eyes fell ou me.
Corvallis Nursery Co.,
“Saddle up, Adam, boy,” said he. “I looked to our pistols again. Then Absa
All il», of tir«t class DrainTtle kept constantly
lom Gray cried:
guess you’ll do.”
on tiHiul hi lowest living prices.
“It’s only a horsel”
Lieutenant Miller ran back to his quar
Iu a few moments the great gray of fall­
ters, his long hair flying wide. When he
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reappeared, 15 minutes later, we were trot­ en Corjioral Crowfoot overtook us, went
ting across the parade ground to meet him. ahead and slacked speed beside the lieu­
He was mounted, not on his ow n charger, tenant.
K. K. SOl’t’HlK
“Good! He’ll be fresh wheu the rest go
but on the solonel’s famous thoroughbred
bay. Then we knew a hard ride must be down,” shouted Miller. “Let the last mau
Calbreath &. Goucher.
mount the gray.”
in prospect.
By this time we bail begun to believe
“What! One of the boys?” cried Miller
ourselves clear of the enemy and doomed
as he saw me. “He’s too voting.”
"He’s very light, sir—tough as hickory. to race on till the horses should fall.
Suddenly the hoofs of Crowfoot's gray
I guess he’ll do,” Kennedy said.
“Well, no time to change now. Follow and the lieutenant’s bay thundered upon
(i ittica over Bralv’s bank.)
me. But. bang it, you've got your car a plank road whose hollow noise, wheu we
bines! Oh, I forgot! Keep pistols only. all reached it, should have been beard far.
Throw down your sabers and carbines— It took us through «vide orchard lands into
a low lying mist by the Lanks of a great
anywhere—never mind the mud.”
As we still hesitated to throw down our marsh, till we passed through that fog,
Manufactures and Deals in
clean guns, he shouted: “Down with them strode heavily up a slope and saw the shim­
—anywhere! Sergeant Bryce, send men mer of roofs under the moon. Straight
South side Third St. between B «nd C
for these carbines. Now, boys, after me, through the main street of that village we
pounded along.
by twos. TroU-gallop!”
Whether it was wholly deserted I know
Away we went, not a man jack of us
knew for where at what. The colonel aud not, but not a human lieiug was in the
Bl ushes mid sells them cheaper than
officers, standing grouped before regimen streets nor any face visible at, the black
tai beadquarters, volleyed a cheer at us. It windows. Not even a dog barked. I no­
they can l»c bought anywhere else in
was taken up by the whole regiment; it ticed no living thing except, some turkeys
the Willamette Valiev. Our all home
was taken up by the brigade; it was re­ roosting on a fence and a white cat that
niaile set:: of harness me pronounced
peated by regiment after regiment of in­ sprang upon the pillar of a gateway and
nnaurpiiHsable by those w ho buy them THE • •
fantry as we galloped through the great thence to a tree.
Some of the houses seemed to have been
camp toward the left front of the army.
The speed at which Miller led over a rough ruined by a canuonade. I suppose it was
of the places almost destroyed iu Wil­
corduroy road was extraordinary, nnd all
the men suspected some desperate enter­ loughby's recent raid. Here we thundered,
expecting an ambusli and combat every
prise afoot.
lied aud brazen was the set of the sun. moment, while the loneliuess of the street
I remember it well, after we got clear of imposed on me such a sense as might come
the forts, clear of the breastworks, clear of galloping through a long cemetery of
of the reserves, dowu the long slope and the dead.
across the wide ford of Grimthorpe's creek,
Out of the village we went off the planks
again upon sand. 1 began to suspect that
never drawing rein.
The lieutenant led by 10 yards or so. I was losing a good deal of blood. My
He had ordered each two to take as much brain was on fire with whirling thoughts
Uoudsof all tlewripfiotis moved «nd
Is T he L ine to T ake
distance from the other two in advance, aud wonder where all was to end. Out of
careful handling guaranteed. Collections
but we rode so fast that the water from this daze I came in amazement to find that
will be mails monthly. Hauling ol sil
the heels of his horse and from the heels we were quickly overtaking our lieuten­
of each two splashed into the faces of the ant’s thoroughbred.
kinds done cheap.
Had be been hit iu the fray and bled to
following men.
From the ford we loped up a hill and weakness? I only know that, still gallop­
passed the most advanced infautry pick­ ing while we gained, ihe famous horse
It is the Dining Car Route.
ets. who laughed and chaffed us, asking lurched forward, almost turned a somer­
Graduate University of Mich
It runs through Vestibuled us for locks of our hair, and if our moth­ sault and fell on his rider.
ers knew we were out, aud promised to re­
“Stop—the paper!” shouted Bader
l la« opened an office in Union Block, Room 6, Trains to
port our last words to the folks at home.
We drew rein, dismounted and found
and is prepared to do all work in the dental line.
Soon we turned to the left again, swept 1 Miller's left leg under the big bay's shoul-
close by several cavalry vedettes and knew i tier. The horse was quito dead; the rider's
lhen that we were bound for a ride through long hair lay on the sand—bis face was so
Composed of DINING CAR* unsurpassed. a country that might or might not be white under the moon!
We stopped long enough to extricate
PCLl.V.lN DRAWING KOON SLEEP­ within Lee’s outer Hues, then extended so
thinly In many places that his pickets him, and he came to bis senses just as we
ERS of latest equipment.
were far out of touch with one another. made out that his left leg was broken.
To this day I do not know precisely where
“Forward!” he groaned. “What in
i we went nor precis fly what for. Soldiers thunder are ycu stopped for? Oh. the dis­
1 are seldom informed of the meaning of patch! Here! Away you go! Goodby!”
Best that can be constructed aud in which ac­ their movements.
In attending to Miller we had forgotten
What I do know is what we did while I the rider who had been loDg gradually
commodations arc FREE and furnished for
was in the ride. As we were approaching iropping behind. Now as wo galloped
holders of first and second-class tickets, and
dense pine woods the lieutenant turned in jway—Bader, Absalom Gray, myself and
his saddle, slacked pace a little and shout­ Crowfoot’s riderless horse—I looked be­
ed, “Boys, bunch up near me.”
hind for that comrade, but he was not to
GATES & HENRY, props
He screwed round in his sadide so far be seen nor heard. We three were left of
A continuous line connecting with all lines, af- that W3 could all see and hear and said:
the eleven.
llirdiii« direct and uninterrupted service. Pull­
From the loss of so many comrades the
“Boys, the order is to follow this road
E Street, north of Thin! Everythin» New and man .sleeper reservations can be secured In ad­
First-class I’eitvevance of Commercial Travel­ vance through any agent of the road.
as fast as we cau till cur horses drop, or Importance of our mission seemed huge.
er- a specially Board «nd stabling by the day or
■ else the Johnnies drop us, or else we drop With the speed, the noise, the deaths, the
month. We illicit « fair share of the local pat­
THROUGH TICKETS tn »nd front »11 points In upon three brigades of our own infan- strangeness of the gallop through that for
America. England and Europe, at any ticket
1 try. I guess they’ve got astray somehow, saken village, the wonder how all would of tills road.
1 but I don’t know myself whut the trouble end, the increasing belief that thousands
is. Our orders are plain. The brigades of lives depended on our success and the
Fell information concerning rule«, time or
supposed to be seme« here on this road longing to win, my brain was wild. A
trains, muti - and other detail furnished on ap
I guess we shall do a big thing if we reach raging desire to be first held me, and I
plication to any agent, or
those men tonight All we've got to do galloped as if in a dream.
Bader led, the riderless gray thundering
A. D. CHARLTON, is ride and deliver this dispatch tothe gen beside
him. Absalom rode stirrup to stir­
eral in command. You all understand?
Assistant General Passengor Agent, |
rup with me. He was a veteran of the
“Yes, sir! Yes, sir! Yes, sir’”
“It's necessary you all should. Hark whole war. Where it was that his sorrel
One Door West
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of Uigur store.
’ new. We are not likely to strike the ene­ rolled over I do not remember at all,
Watthies Brothers,
Truck and Dray Co.
ßaslpoqable jailor,
1 EBRI Ain
One Collar if paid hi «'lvan.-e, Single numbers five cent.«.
Highest of all in Leavening Power—Latest U. S. Gov’t Report.
though I perfectly remeiniiei- how Absalom
sprang up. staggered, shouted, “My foot
is sprained,” and fell as I turned to look
at him and went racing on.
Then I heard above the sonud of our
hoofs the Voice of the veteran of the war.
Down as lie was, hurt as he was, his spirit
was unbroken. Iu the favorite song of the
army his voice rose clear and gay aud
Hurrah for the Union!
Hurrah, boys, hurrah!
Shouting the battlecry of freedom!
We turned our heads und cheered him as
we flew, for there was something inde­
scribably inspiriting in the gallant and
cheerful lilt of the fallen man. It was as
if lie flung us from the grief of utter de­
feat a soul unconquerable, aud 1 felt the
life in me streugtlK-ued by the tone.
Old Bader and 1 for it! Ho led by a
hundred yards, aud Crowfoot’s gray kept
his stride. Was I gaining on them4 How
was it that I could gee his figure outlined
more clearly against the horizon? Surely
dawn was not coming on!
No. I looked round on a world of naked
peach orchards and cornfields ragged with
lust year’s stalks, all dimly lit by a moon
that showed far from midnight, und that
faint light on the horizon was not in the
east, but in the west. The truth flashed
on me. } was looking at such an illumi­
nation of the sky ns would be caused by
the campfires of an army!
“Tbo missing brigade!” I shouted.
“Ora southern division,” Bader cried.
“Come on!”
Come on! I was certainly gaining on
him. but very slowly. Before the nose of
my bay was beyond the tail of bis roan
the wide illuminations had become more
distinct, and still not a vedette, not. a pick­
et, not a sound of the proximity of an
army I
Bader and I now rode side by side, and
Crowfoot ’s gray easily kept, the pace. My
horse was iu plain distress, but Bader’s
was nearly done.
“Take the paper, Adam,” he said. “My
roan won’t go much farther. Goodby.
youngster. Away you go.” And I drew
ahead now quickly.
Still Bader rode on behind me. In a few
minutes he was considerably behind. Per­
haps the sense of being alone increased my
feeling of weakness. Was I going to reel
out of tbo saddle? Had I lost so much
blood as that? Still I could hear Bader
riding on. I turned to look at him. Al­
ready he was scarcely visible. Soon he
dropped out of sight, but still I beard the
laborious pouuding of his desperate horse.
My bay was gasping horribly. How
far was that faintly yellow sky ahead? It
might be two, it might be five miles. Were
Union or southern soldiers beneath it?
Could it be conceived that no troops of the
enemy were between it aud me?
Never mind. My orders were clear. I
rode straight on, and I was still riding
straight on, marking no increase iu the dis­
tress of my bay. when he stopped ns if
shot, staggered, fell on his knees, tried to
rise, fell on his side, groaned and lay.
I was so weak that 1 could not clear my­
self. I remember my right spur catching
in my saddlecloth as I tried to free my foot.
Then I pitched forward and fell.
Not yet senseless, I clutched at luy
breast for the dispatch, meaning to tear it
to pieces, but there my brain failed, nnd
in full view of the goal of the night I lay
unconscious. Wheu I came to, I rose on
my left elbow and looked around. Near
my feet my poor bay lay stone dead.
Crowfoot’s gray—where was Crowfoot’s
It flashed on me that I might mount the
fresh horse and ride ou. But where was
the gray? A b I peered round I heard faint­
ly the sound of a galloper. Was be com­
ing my way? No. Faintly nnd more faint­
ly I heard the hoofs.
Had the gray gone ou then, without the
dispatch? I clutched at my breast. My
coat was unbuttoned—the paper was gone!
Wei), sir, I cheered. My God, but it
was comforting to hear those faraway
hoofs and know that Bader must hat e
come up. taken the papers and mounted
Crowfoot’s gray, still good for n 10 mile
ride. The dispatch was gone forward—
we had not all fallen in vain—maybe the
brigades would be saved!
How clearly the stars shone! When I
stifled my groaning, they seemed to tell
me of a great peace to come, llow still
was the night! Aud 1 thought of the si­
lence of the multitudes who bad died for
the Union.
Now the galloping bad quite died away.
There was not a souud, a slight breeze
blew, but there were no leaves to rustle. I
put my head down on the neck of my dead
horse. Extreme fatigue was numbing the
pain of my now swelling arm. Perhaps a
sleep was near—perhaps I was swooning.
But a sound came that somewhat reviv­
ed me. Far, low, joyful it crept ou the air.
I sat up, w ide awake. The sound, at first
faint, died as the little breeze fell, then
grew in the lull and came ever more clear­
ly as the wind again rose. It was a sound
never to be forgotten—the sound of the
distant cheering of thousands of men.
Then I knew that Bader had galloped into
the Union lines, delivered the dispatch
and told a story which had quickly passed
through wakeful brigades.
Bader I never saw again, nor Lieuten­
ant Miller, nor any man with whom I rod2
that night. When I came to my senses, I
was in the hospital at City Point. Thence
I went home invalided. No surgeon, no
nurse, no soldierat the hospital, could tell
me of my regiment or how or why I was
where I was. All they could tell me was
that Richmond was taken, the army far
away in pursuit of Lee and a rumor flying
that the great commander of the south
had surrendered near Appomattox Court
House.—Edward W. Thomson in Youth’s
Liquid Air I'or Export.
A Cheap Fur.
A noted painter related to a circle of
friends the following amusing story of his
fur lined overcoat, a splendid Nerz, with
immense collar nnd cuffs: “1 was once en­
gaged to paint the portrait of the wealthy
but stingy banker, X----- , who had pre
viously bought some of my pictures at ri­
diculously low prices. 1 was not iu the
liest of humors, for all the time 1 was
puiutingaway at his stolid features he w as
trying to get me to take something off the
price agreed upon, and he did it in such
a w ay as to make it difficult to refuse him.
Besides, 1 liate chaffering. This time,
however, I contrived to get the best of the
bargain. Of course he wanted to be paint
ed iu bis fur. As 1 did not require his
presence while painting the upper part of
this garment, I proposed that he should
send it to me—my servant would put it on
and sit in his stead. This was done. I
completed the picture, aud when be came
to pay he insisted on having bis discount.
But next day I wrote to him: ‘I am sorry
I cannot return your fur coat just yet, us
unluckily my servaut, who sat in it, lias
had an attack of smallpox. The fur is be­
ing fumigated ami will beat your disposal
tomorrow.’ By return of post I received
the following note from the banker: ‘Very
awkward! Whatever you do, don’t briDg
the fur to my house.’ Ou the same day I
went out with the fur coat, for the first
time. It lite me admirably. Of course my
servant never had the smallpox.”—Gar-
Spontaneous Combustion.
Iu an address before the fire under­
writers of Michigan, Professor Kedzie
called attention to some facts in regard to
spontaneous combustion which are not gen­
erally known or taken into account. Among
the most important is the tendency, he
says, of vegetable oils, imd especially spirits
of turpentine, to take oxygen from the air
and thus generate heat, the large extent of
surface exposed to the air promoting this
oxidation, and the rags, being poor con­
ductors of heat, retaining the heat produced
by such oxidation, aud hence arises the
danger of spontaneous combustion, similar
instances of spontaneous combustion also
taking place in haymows when the hay has
been put up damp. The danger is greater,
too, where the rags are soiled by vegetable
oils, for example, Iiuseed and cottonseed
oil—and especially spirits of turpentine
used in making varnish. Again, the dan­
ger front spontaneous combustion proves to
be greater where a quantity of greased rags
is left in a pile so loosely placed as to al­
low a free access of air, yet so compact as to
keep in the heat caused by oxidation. The
mineral oils are much less liable to spon­
taneous combustion than vegetable oils.
Two men visited rmother in distress.
One brought, money aud offers of assist­
ance and real tenderness, but he brought
with him a large volume of good advice.
The other was a wise man and a philos­
opher. He brought nothing, being poor,
but he urged resolution, strength, deter­
mination. Such words in his writings
were called by the critics mc-ral inspira­
tions “almost Olympian in character,”
but he was severe of countenance and
sjoke without tenderness.
Now, these friends left the distressed
one in greaLer misery than ever. Their
wealth and wisdom were of little avail
when with the first came advice and with
the second austerity.—Kate Field's Wash­
Renewal of an Old Feud.
"If a colored waiter at a restaurant,” ob­
served the exchange editor, "should drop a
roast turkey ou the floor”----
“That’s dead easy,” broke iu the finan­
cial editor. "It would be the collapse of
"No, my son,’” said the exchange editor
sharply, “that wasn’t what 1 was going
"Then it would be the fall of Greece.”
"It wouldn’t be a national calamity of
any kind,” retorted the man of the shears,
disemboweling a New York exchange.
"I say it would,” rejoined the financial
oracle, jabbing his fountain pen into the
»beet of paper before him. “You said a col­
ored waiter, didn’t you? It would cause
a commotion lu Africa”----
“And a crash in China,” interrupted the
real estate editor, looking feverishly about
for a weapon of some kind.
"You ought to lie Asia-med of yourself,”
spoke up the man at the index books with
deep feeling.
"Europe pack of vultures!” vociferated
the exchange editor.
"If a colored waiter in a restaurant,”
said the financial editor, returning gamely
to the charge, "should drop a roast tur­
“The proprietor would kick the stuff­
“There would be a rich pickup for"----
“It would be a gravyous offense
"The waiterwould make no bones of"----
“He’d get. a dressing down, wouldn’t he?”
The voiceof theexchaDge editor rose high
above the din.
"No!” he shouted. "He would be put
out on a fowl!”
And the meeting broke up in great con­
fusion.—Chicago Tribune.
for as far as this life is concerned, but I
enjoy life. "It is a pleasant thing to be j
bold the sun.” 1 love nature in her varied ,
upecte, and as 1 grow older 1 find much '
to love iu roy fellow creatures aud also |
more to pity. I have the instinct of im­
mortality, but the conditions of that life
are unknown. 1 caunot conceive what my
own identity and that of dear ones gone
before me will be. Aud then the unescap-
able sense of sin in thought aud deed and
doubtless some misconception of the char­
acter of God make the boldest of us cow­
ards. Does thee remember the epitaph
prayer of Martin Elgiubrod?
Here lie 1, Martin Elginbrod,
Have pity on my soul. Lord God.
As 1 wad do were I Lord God
An ye were Martin Elginbrod.
I think there is a volume of comfort iu
that verse. We t hristians seem less brave
and tranquil, in view of death, than the
old Stoic sages Witness Marcus Antoni­
nus. I wonder if the creed of Christendom
is really the "glad tidings of great joy to
all people ’ which the angels sang of? For
myself 1 Ix lieve in God as justice, good-
uess, tenderness—in one word, love—and
yet my trust in him is not strong enough
to overcome the natural shrinking from
the law of death. Even our Master prayed
that that eup might pass from him “if it
were possible.” -Whittier Letters in Mc­
Clure’s Magazine.
They Are as Stealthy an the Beast» They
Rule and Never Show Slightest Signs of
Fear—Smile Placidly and Always as Cool
as a Cucumber.
When Macbeth, in tones of fiercest detl
ance, proclaimed his willingness to en­
counter a “rugged Russian bear, an armed
rhinoceros or a Ilyrcan tiger,” all that
was ever learned of tbo habits of these
harmless pets makes it safe to assume that
It was greatly to the advantage of that
murderous Scotchman that his request was
not complied with. Strong as be was and
fearless as ba is admitted to have been,
with bis armor ou and a sword In his good
right band, common sense people will still
feel inclined to doubt his ability to stand
up successfully against such tremendous
odds Was it a “bluff,” or was it that he
had at Ills command other methods, until
then unknown, by which he hoped to car­
ry the day iu such a dreadful comtiat? Had
lie red pepper iu his mind? Pshaw! The
thought is unworthy of a moment’s con­
sideration. Had ho undertaken to tackle
the business end of a Ilyrcan tiger, all the
red pepper iu Caledonia would not have
kept the life in his body or the armor on
bls back. Ilyrcan tigers have inherited
the habit, gross and unreasonable though
it be, of “getting on the outside” of any
man who tries to make fun of them at
close quarters.
Compare then and now. In this city in
a comfortably appointed building known
as Tattcrsalls’ you find not one man, but
many men, performing more wonderful
feats with wild animals than ever Mac­
beth even dreamed of performing when
the ghost was worrying the lifeoutof him.
And they make no “bones about it” ei­
ther. They handle Ilagenbeck’s trained
animals as easily ns you would handle a
kitten. Is it easy, though P Was the dis­
covery of the law of gravitation, or of the
circulation of the blood, or of any other
difficult problem which you can recall,
easy? Each took a lifetime of study. So did
the work which, for instance, Professor
Darling, the lion tamer, does, or Miss Berg,
who was very near to furnishing a luscious
mouthful for the big tiger when exhibit­
ing in Chicago. Even iu this age, when
the wonderat anything extraordinary lasts
no more than a day, the wonder at what
you can see the animal temers do at Ha-
genbeck's will last at leas: for a year, if
indeed it does not cling to you for all time
as a permanent memory.
None of these animal tamers has armor
on his back, or a sword ia his hand, or
even red pepper in his pocket. Then bow
does he manage to control all these ani­
mals and play with them and caress them
aud make them howl with fear lu a big
circular iron cage, not one at a time, but a
group of different species a* a time? The
tamer lias nothing in bis band but a whip,
which he never uses save to the extent of
giving it an occasional crack. Surround­
ing him are lions, tigers, boarbounds,
bears, leopards, panthers aud a crowded
house. Between them and the bouse are
big iron bars, but between them and him
there Is nothing. There is nothing that
you cau see at least But it is there, for
all that. What is it? What can it be?
Don't play the part of the scoffiug sur­
geon, who justified his unbelief iu immor­
tality by saying that lie had examined even
to the minutest fibers all nooks aud cran­
nies of the human system aud never fouud
any trace of a soul. There are things which
you caunot see, and the powdt which ena­
bles Professor Darling to do what he likes
iu this huge menagerie is one of these
things. Look at that unarmed man with
death threatening him upon every side.
How placidly he smiles! To employ the
( •
-, -J.
Professor Dewar has successfully con­
veyed n considerable quantity of liquid air
from London to Cambridge, where it was
appropriately exhibited at Peterhouse, the
college which must always lie associated
with the great scientific work of Caven­
dish. The liquid air was carried in a dou­
ble glass flask, the space between the in­
ner and outer flask containing nothing but
extremely attenuated mercurial vapor to­
gether with a little liquid mercury. On
pouring liquid air into the inner flask its
outer surface is rapidly covered with a
mercurial film of extreme thinness form­
ing a reflecting surface highly impervious
to radiant heat. As soon as this is formed
the whole apparatus is packed in solid car­
bonic acid. which at once freezes the liquid
mercury, arrests the deposit upon the mir­
ror. reduces the mercurial vapor to an in­
finitesimal quantity, forms an almost per­
fect vacuum and supplies an envelope 80
degrees below zero. Thus protected the
liquid air reached Cambridge with only a
trifling loss of bulk, notwithstanding the
incessant jolting of the railway. The pro­
tective power of the high vacuum and the
mercurial mirror will be better appreciated
if it be borne in mind that the difference
Whittier's View of Death.
of temperature between liquid air and sol­
I entirely sympathize with thee and deal
id carbonic acid is the same as between ice Charles Lamb. I have no longer youth
apd boiling water.—London Times.
and strength, and I have not much tohopj
“ As old an
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net er excell­
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old time figure aud say that he is as cool
as a cucumber would not I k - inapt.
But mark how stealthy he is, ar-1 bow
cautiously he moves around withal. Never
was leopard more lynx eyed when prepar­
ing to spring upon his prey. To the ordi­
nary observer these precautions may not
be visible. They are disguised under an
air of the utmost unconcern. But there is
not one moment from the time that Dar­
ling or Mehrntan or any one of the other
trainers goes into that ring that he is not
on the alert. It is this clement of danger
more perhaps than anything else which is
inseparable from every performance in this
unique show that draws spectators day
and night. Nobody can tell what any one
of these monarchs of the jungle may do iu
a given contingency You can only guess
at it. Il may be a “muggy” day. Some
ono of them may not have had euough to
eat. Dowa below where they sleep may
have beeu dntnp. All this tells. The white
Itear in his playful moods may scratch the
lioarhound a little too bard; the horse,
frightened beyond endurance, may take
it into his head some day to kick back at
the lion; the panther, biting at the tail
of the tiger, may not be aware that he is
“monkeying with a buzzsaw.” All this
tells too. Yet the brave ntau in the ring
takes his chances, and although the con
sideration of jiersoual profit is behiud mo-'
of what people doiu this workaday worl
it must be u fact that he at least feels a
certain quality of pride—even if he should,
never get a penny—of being able to per­
form what one in millions of his fellow
countrymen could never hope to accom­
While the trainer is in the ring showing
what the bear can do the big tiger washes
his face like a cat and anon looks off to­
ward the east, as if longing to spring once
more into the primeval forest. The boar-
bouud yawns listlessly, aud you know be
is merely n dog. The lion, in an attitude
of disdainful repose, sits ui>on his haunch­
es awuiting the summons of his Master.
The horse ? Well, you see a horse every
day, but yon don’t see him locked up with
wild animals as you do here. As near as
human intelligence can form an estimate,
each one of these animals resembles the
lunatic to this extent, that be is concerned
only with what interests himself. He will
come, though, when called upon and never
attempts to do more than ho is asked.
¡Sometimes an overzealous member of the
company, generally a lion or a tiger, will
essay a role of that kind; but, promptly
brought to book by a crack of the whip,
he growls and grows silent.—New York
Foollug the Gas Man.
“It’s a very funny t hing,” said a house­
keeper the other evening, “how the g»s
companies regulate their bills. A neigh­
bor of mine cooks her breakfast by gas
aud doesn’t light it again until night
comes. Her gas bills average 88 or 89 a
month. Now, I cook three meals a day
by gas and leave a jet burning all night so
I can get hot water to dilute condeused
milk with for the baby. My gas bills
don’t go above 85. I don’t know what
makes the difference, but I suspect my
neighbor bought her gas stove from the
gas company, so they know she uses one.
They don’t know I have one. That must
be it.”—New York World.
Pat’* Reply.
The butcher was shoveling a big drift
of snow from the walk iu front of bis
shop when Pat came along and asked for
the job. The butcher refused. Pat per­
“No,” said the butcher. “How will I
get exercise if I let you shovel it?”
“Earing your meat,” rejoined I’at us he
shouldered his shovel and marched on.—
Utica Observer.
Ilats Are Great Traveler*.
The Many Uses of Talc.
Few realize how useful talc has become
now that it is mined at many points front
New York to Alabama. Being thoroughly
incombustible, it is of great value iu the
manufacture of fireproof it all paper, paper
window curtains, etc. Even in its crude
state it has a very oily “feel” aud is found
to yield one of the Itest lubricants known.
Mixed with common grades of soap, it
makes them as pleasant to the touch as
the choicest brands, rendering the skin
smooth and soft, although entirely without
any cleaning qualities. It is also largely
used in the manufacture of patent wall
plaster, iu which its addition gives a
smooth, glossy finish to walls and ceilings
that no other substance leDds. Talc pow ­
der, duly refined, is exquisitely soft and
fine grained. Hence it makes an excellent
infant powder, softening the tenderest skin
and preventing chafing, irritation or even
“prickly heat,”aswil! no other substance.
So, too, it makes an unsurpassed molding
sand for casting metals in, both its fire
proof and fire grained qualities being very
valuable in fine work. Mixed with rubber,
it renders it moro elastic and less liable to
crack. From it is al«o made the “French
chalk” used by tailors, and shoe dealers
use it in the powdered form to coax a No.
9 foot into a No. fl shoe. The richest talc
mines are in Cherokee county, N. C.,
where it is found in leaves and scales, very
much like slate. It is easily mined w ith
ordinary tools and can be sawed or even
broken by hand. It lias brought as high
as 8600 per carload at the market.—Ex­
Mrs. J. IT. IT oiisnyder , 152Pacific
Ave., Santa Cruz, Cal., writes:
" When a girl at school, in Reading,
Ohio, 1 had a severe attack of biaiu
fever. Ou m.v recovery, I found myself
perfectly bald, and, for a long time, I
feared I should be permanently ho .
Friends urged me to use Ayer’s Hair
Vigor, and, on doing so, nay hair
Began to Grow,
and I now have as fine a head of hair as
one could wish for, being changed, bow-
ever, from blonde to dark brown.”
“ After a fit of sickness, my hair came
out iu combfulls. I used two bottles of
Ayer’s Hair Vigor
and now my hair is over a yard long
and very full and heavy. I have recom­
mended this preparation to others w ith
like good effect.”—Mrs. Sidney Cair,
1460 Regina st., Harrisburg, Pa.
"I have used Ayer’s Hair Vigor for
several years aud always obtained satis­
factory results, I know it is the best
preparation for the hair that is made.”
—C. T. Arnett, Mammoth Spring, Ark.*
Ayer’s Hair Vigor
Prepend by Dr J. V Ayer & Co., Lowell, M***-
Rats do not, as one would suppose, re­
main on the ship, but get off at various
ports, and after remaining a while ship
on some other vessel for another voyage.
The water rats or wharf rats are great
travelers and make frequent voyages
around the lakes and even around
the world—the latter as I discovered
while engaged in West India service.
There are here now rats from almost
every part of the globe. Why«, I saw
four colossal Jamaica rats, with their
white bellies, skipping about in the moon­
light a few weeks ago, and only yester­
day I killed two Indian male rats not
200 feet from where we were standing.
Rats are great climbers when they
find it necessary to lie so. Upon one of
my voyages not long ago we had a long
spell of warm weather, and there was
no water in the hold which the small
army of rats on board could get at. One
night we put some water up at the cross
trees and waited for the result. Well,
the rats just swarmed up the ratlines
and went for the water. We killed as
many of them as we could as they came
down, and some of them jumped over­
board and were drowned. But we could
not kill them all, and a few made the
entire voyage with us.—Interview in
Chicago Tribune.
A Clock Without Work*.
In the courtyard of the palace of Ver­
sailles is a clock with one hand, called
“L’Horloge de la Mort du Rol.” It con­
tains no works, but consists merely of a
face in the form of a sun, surrounded by
rays. On the death of a king the baud i*
set to the moment of bis demise and re­
mains unaltered till his successor has join-
. ed him in the grave. This custom origi­
nated under Louis XIII aud continued till
i the revolution. It was revived on the
death of Louis XVIII, and the hand »till
. continues fixed on the precise moment of
that monarch’s death.—Yankee Blad* j