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Glljc iGljatljcuu Uccorfc.
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Lore's Triumph.
When tha m rn broke clear aivl tlw sun rose
bright.
And the son. nliiWi had tossed through that
terrible iiitfht,
n that rock-bound shore,
Yn:-c: t surge ami to swell in waves moun
tain high.
refi ll to toss its foam angrily up towards
t lie sky,
'cased its horrible roar.
Tlien she slide from her rot, with her babe
elosely pivssM
(5ain-t lier heart, whiehhad wildly throbbed
in her breast
Through the wearisome night;
.And she moved to the cliffs, which stood high
and steep.
And. with wi.e-UrinR eye. lioked out on
the.ij
in th" I'lear morning light.
That vas' -'a as smo oth as n lake that's
at rert;
V..f n uave onld le seen upon its broad
br-.-a
. it rolled to the land;
Yet it silently swept far up on the beach.
Kverytim' it cm up striving higher to
' rcs-h
1'ni the bleak strand.
For a moment her heart was tilled with af
fright. While she rael on th" sea. lit by mornings
clear light.
And saw far and near,
m the breast ( the dep. bits of hull and of
niat.
W hich told of the tempest that o'er it had
passed
In that night bleak and drear.
"Twns her fisherman husband for whom she
feared.
For his boat on the ean she eagerly pee-ed,
l!nr hi sad was in sight:
Th-n her eyes chanced to turn from the sea
to the land.
And she saw a man's form lying still on the
pand
In the clear morning light.
Something strange in that form fr a breath
stopp-sl )).r heart.
Jsnmething known in that form caused the
life blo,d to dart
Through her bosom ow-e more;
For a moment she scarcely could gather her
breath.
For a moment her face was as ghastly as
death.
As she pad at the shore.
Thr u she rufcfd to hr hut, took th babe
from livr hrcm.
And. leaving the i-hild in hi cradle to rest,
Sh" h jstened to go
'I town the path, that was cut in the cliffs
rugged si'!".
To the sands where the ocean's still rising
tide
t 'ame steady and slow.
"With a fast beating heart along the dry
beach.
"Which the incoming tide was trying to
le.ich.
She flew o'er the ground;
In the form which lay there, as if dead, on its
fide.
In the spot where 'twas left by the last rising
tidu.
Her husband was found.
At his side in on instant she dropped on her
knee.
And eagerly peered nt his features to see
Were he living or dead;
But she saw that his face was as ghastly as
death.
And there came from his lips not even a
breath
As sh lifted his head.
Th'n the shirt o'er his breast she tore quickly
apart.
And her jnivei ing hand she placed on his
heart
For a moment's brief space;
A '-he felt his heart's throb, uncertain and
slight.
Her breast filled with joy, her eyes shone
with a light
Which transformed her face.
He was ghastly and cold as he lay on the
sand
At the spot unto which he'd been swept on
the strand
By that terrible storm,
But her heart leajied for joy in the breast of
that wife,
For she'd felt his blood throb and she knew
there was life
In that almost dead form.
With the strength of a giant, born of her
love.
She carried that form to the cliff -top above,
From the surf -beaten shore;
And she dared on the way not a moment to
rest.
I.estthe heart that so faintly beat in his
breast
Should cease evermore.
To their cot, near at hand, her burden she
lore,
And. though her frame shook as she entered
the door.
Her heart did not quail;
Yet she sighed when she'd placed his form
on the lied,
For his eyes were wide staring as if he were
dead.
And his face ghastly pale.
With the courage of love she fought for his
life.
With the vigor of love she entered the strife
An 1 conquered grim Death;
For she saw, in good time, light gleam in his
eye.
And she 1 tea rd with delight from his bosom a
Mj;h,
And she felt his faint breath.
l.oe had won. as oft times it had won bc
b re:
Love had won, as it will till our loving is
o'er,
Till we pass from this earth;
Strength had come to her arms as her hus
band she I lore,
fstr tigth had come to her frame that she'd
ne'er k'lown before
Till love give it birth.
-New York Graphic.
A LITTLE HERCULES.
A'Vit; hack in the Mtie; I was finan-
i d iv i;. t r,"-t e 1 j.s two or three Texas
iiiUiptiscs with a mm named George
Sloano. That was his right name, but
in many localities in Texas he was
known only as Nervy George. I have
seen a great many statements concerning
his adventures in print, but all more or
less exaggerated. Some of the adven
tures which came about while wc were
in company 1 will now give to the press
for the first time.
Sloane was an Ohio boy, and 1 made
his acquaintance and chummed with him
in Andcrsonvillc prison. Yc went
West together after the war, and at
that time lie was only 27 years old. lie
was ." feet 7 inches high, weighed 160
pounds, and was the strongest man I
ever saw outside of a professional
wrestler or cannon-ball tosser. His
flesh was so hard that he could crack a
walnut on his leg. On two or three oc
casions I knew him to break the bones
in a man's hand by a single grip. He
took no training of any sort, but the
strength and ruggedness were born to
him. As if not satisfied in making him
a young hercules, nature gave him the
most wonderful nerve and courage. He
once told me that ho would give .$100 to
realize for tivc minutes what fear was.
I saw hitn in some of the hottest places
a man could get into, and I never saw
him falter or hesitate or make a mistake
in doing just the right thing.
Oue afternoon, after we had finished
up some business in Dallas and were
rjady to go, we entered a saloon. It
was full of gamblers, cowboys and rough
characters generally, and every man
wore a revolver in plain sight. "Wo
were sipping our drink when a burly, big
ruffian, who was a tighter from way
back, intentionally fell against Sloane
with considerable force, and then stood
oil and leered at him and said:
"I'm wait in' fur ye to ax my parding
for that, banty."
Sloane never carried a weapon of any
sort while ia town. lie looked the fel
low over in a cool and quiet way, and
finally asked :
"Did you intend to insult me, sir?"
' 'Iusult ye ?" echoed the other. 4 '"Who
talks of insults? Why ye little game
cock from somebody's barnyard, I'll
give ye two minits to get down on your
knees to me."
"If you do not beg my pardon before
I finish this glass," replied George, "I
will make a wreck of you."
By this time everybody in the saloon
had crowded around us, and it was easy
to see we had no iriends there. There
was something in Sloane's eye and tone
which cautioned the big fellow, and if
left to himself he would have retired
from the scrape. But h" was egged on
and braced up by the crowd who ached
to see a row, and he stepped back a lit
tle, drew his revolver, ami growled.
"Now, banty, get down on your mar
row bones, or you'll take a dose of
lead."
Sloane leaned on the bar with his el
bow and sipped his wine slowly, paying
no further attention to any one. lie was,
perhaps, a minute and a half finishing
his glass, and during the last half min
ute he was covered by the man's re
volver. When he set the glass down he
wiped off his mouth, returned the hand
kerchief, and then turned and advanced
upon the ruffian. The man fired point
blank at his head, cut off a lock of hair,
and the bullet killed the bartender.
Before he could fire again George seized
him, one hand on his throat and the
other on his knee, lifted him high in the
air, and held him thus for ten seconds.
Then he gave the body a fling upon
some whiskey barrels ten feet away. It
was an astonishing feat of strength, and
the silence of death fell upon the room.
When it was broken it was by a man
who had tip-toed over to the barrels to
look at the ruffian, and who hoarsely
whispered :
"Great heavens! Tom is as dead as a
fish !"
So ho was. The iron lingers had
choked the life out o? him as he was held
aloft, and when he struck the barrel al
most every bone in his body was Broken.
George stood there for two long minutes,
lookiug from one to the other, and then
asked :
"Does anybody else want rnc to go
down on my knees? '
Never a man replied. Never a hand
was lifted and we went slowly out and
mounted our horse and rode away un
molested. A month or so later we were at Waco,
and one night attended the perfor
mance at a concert hall. A rougher
crowd couldn't have been brought to
gether. In the first fivejninutcs of our
stay, I saw three tumblers of beer shot
out of the hands of waiters, and a hat
was knocked from the head of one of
the stage performers by a bullet. i
scented a row and wanted to go, but
George asked mj to wait a bit. Direct
ly in front of us sat an outlaw from the
Indian Territory, lie was in an ugly
frame of mind and anxious for blood
letting, and pretty soon he turned on
us with: '
"Which of you vermin spit on my
hat?"
"Neither of us, sir," politely an
swered my friend.
"You arc a liar!1' shouted the man, as
he rose up.
"No shooting! No shooting!" called a
bundle I voices, and the stage perform
ance was suspended to sec the row out.
Wc wire chock up to the side of the
hall, with a wide aisle in our front. Re
treat was cut off, while we could be ap
proached by three men abreast. Wc
put our backs to tho wall, and I called
out that We were Unarmed and wanted
fair play. Twenty people shouted back
that wc should have it, but in place of
two men approaching lis a whole half
do2cn jumped into the aisle.
1 'Leave them all to me," whispered
George, and he obliged me to do so by
stepping in front.
The crowd came at us with a rush,
sleeves rolled up and fists clenched.
George stepped out to meet them. Biff!
Biff! weut his iron knuckles, and every
man was knocked down insido of forty
seconds, and that before one of them j
could get in a blow. Then George j
picked each one up in turn, gave him a
shake which elicited a howl of pain,
and flung him among the spectators.
Not one of them came back after more,
and no one else lu the audience cared
to meddle with us. It wa3 over in five
minutes, and after the stage manager
had tendered us a vote of thanks, the
performance went on. Three of the
five men received broken limbs in the
toss, and one was made a cripple for
life by having his spine injured.
One of the nerviest things in Sloane's
whole career happened at Navasota, on
the Brazos Hi ver. We were sitting on the
veranda of the hotel, when a lighter en
tered the village on horseback, and
armed with a Winchester and two revol
vers. He took a drink or two, and then
started in to capture the town. There
was only one street, and he rode up and
down this at full gallop, tiring right and
left and uttering terrific yells. In five
minutes he had the town. People dis
appeared from sight with amazing celeri
ty, ami everybody was thoroughly
cowed. The fellow fired two shots
among the sitters on the veranda, and we
stampeded. I own up I had no desire
for a closer acquaintance with the ruf
fian, and I was among the first to seek
cover. When we were all inside I
peeped cautiously from a window and
saw Sloane still outside. He was on his
feet, leaniug against a column of the
veranda and smoking a cigar as coolly
as you please. I shouted for him to
come in, but he shook his head. Appeals
were made by others, but he turned a
deaf ear.
The cowboy had by tlm time reached
the lower end of the street and turned
to come back. He came at full gallop,
but checked his horse in front of the
hotel and fired three shots at Sloane
from a distance of fifty feet. The first
zipped past his ear. the other two cut
cloth without drawing blood. Wc were
looking full at the shooter from the
windows, and as he fired his thirl shot
without bringing his man a look of won
der came to his face, and he bent for
ward for a closer look, and shouted:
"Who arc you, man or devil?"
George sauntered along to the steps,
slowly descended, and approached the
man, and as he came near enough he
grabbed for him. Next instant the cow
boy was pulled oil hi horse and being
literally mopped all over the road. He
tried to use a weapon, but was disarmed
with scarcely an effort, and whoa George
got through with' him he lay as one dead.
Kille, revolvers, and knife were broken
and flung in a heap beside him, and
George sat down on the steps to finish
his smoke. He had kept his cigar alight
through the fracas. I personally inter
viewed the doctor who was called to sec
the cowboy, and he gave me a list cf the
injuries, as follows: Left arm broken,
thumb oa right hand broken, three
scalp wounds, right shoulder probably
dislocated, three teeth knocked out, five
bad bruises on various parts, ono eye
closed.
The fight did not last three minutes,
and yet the little giant laid the fellow
up for three good months and taught
him a lesson he never forgot. I saw and
talked with him a year later, and he told
me he never was so scared in his life,
and that he was not yet entirely well
from the drubbing. New York Sun.
Stowaways.
Stowaways trouble English steamers
more this year than ever before. To find
ten or fifteen of them is a common thing.
They make friends with the men who
load the vessels, and are put away wher
ever they can be secreted. In vessels
that bring over brick the loaders will
build up a little room around two or
three men, and in several cases from
a dozen to two dozen men have thus
been secreted. Most of them are tramps.
They only remain in their hiding places
till the vessel is well out to sea, when
they make their appearance to be sup
ported during the rest of the voyage.
Philadelphia Call.
The Tired Boots.
A little Boston boy, aged six, is of a
very imaginative temperament. Quite
recently his mother noticed that at bedtime-
each night he laid his little boots
together upon their sides, instead of set
ting them upright.
"Pray tell me why you always place
your boots that way?" said mamma; and
the child replied:
"Because they must be tired walking
so much all day; Hay them sideways so
that they can rest."
CHILDREN'S COLUMN.
Nut-Time.
The nuts are ripe in the hazel-wood
And hang in many a cluster,
Andj with merry dirt
To gather thenl iiij
The children quickly muster;
The nuts are ripe on hedge and treej
As the field-mice know with good reason;
And each makes up his mind
He won't be behind
With ttores for the winter season.
Little folks;
The Sword of Damocles.
You will sometimes read an allusion
to the sword of Damocles. Perhaps
you have not understood what it meant.
This is the story. Some four hundred
years before the time of Christ, Dio-
nysius the elder was "tyrant," or ruler,
of Syracuse, in Sicily. He Was sur
rounded by courtiers, of whom Damo
cles was one. This man having flattered
the tyrant and spoken in the most glow
ing language of the happiness of roy
alty, Dionj sius resolved to teach him a
severe lesson. Damocles was iuvitcd to
the palace, but in the midst of the gor
geous banquet he happened to look upward--,
when he beheld a keen-edged
sword hanging above his head, aud sus
pended by a single hair. His fear lest
the hair might snap at any moment de
stroyed all hopes of enjoyment, aud
from that time his notions of royal bliss
became seriously changed. The amc
idea of the cares of the kingly state was
expressed by Shakespeare, when he put
iuto the mouth of Henry the Fourth the
well known sentiment -"Uneasy lies the
head that wears a crown."
Uffeniliny a Mouse.
I was visiting at a friend's house in
Calcutta, says Mr. Keane in his "Three
Years of a Wanderer's Life," and was on
thiseveniug sitting at dinner alone.
The table had been some time waiting
for the host and I had at last received a
note that he was not coming home. 1
had finished dinner and was still linger
ing at the table, when a little monsa ran
up on the top of a bowl with a sort of
basket work cover on it,
I should not have thought that of it
self very singular, for the "tribes on
our frontier" made most unexpected in
cursions. But when he did get perched
on the cover of the bowl, the little fel
low rose upon his hind ks witb hi
hands before him and began to enter
tain me with the funniest little mouse
song you can imagine. "Chit, chit,
cheep cheep chit," he whistled, and he
kept it up before me in the most unem
barassed and self possessed little way. I
must have been a trying audience, for I
leaned back in my chair and roared with
laughter.
As I looked at the little performer I
gradually became aware of a shadow, a
somethiug strange gliding out from be
hind a dish toward the mouse. Silently
and slowly it ueared him ; in another
minute a beady snake's eye glittered in
the lamp light. My hand stole softly
for the carving knife. The snake reared
his head level with the mouse, and the
poor little fellow's song, which had nev
er ceased, became piercingly shrill,
though he sat up rigidly erect and mo
tionless. The head of the snake drew
back a little to strike; out flashed the
carving knife.
The spell was broken instantly, for
the mouse dropped and scampered. The
snake was wounded, for there were
I drops of blood on the table cloth, and it
was writhing about among the dishes
and plates. I could not make a bold
stroke at any part of it for fear of
breaking the crockery, and whenever I
made a dig with the point it was like
pricking the garler. I would not have
believed, until I had seen it, how much
of himself a snake can stow away under
the edge of a plate.
At last I saw tho end of hU tail pro
jecting out from under a dish. A snake
jheld by the tail and swung rapidly
round cannot turn back and bite. 1
grabbed the tail with my left thumb
and finger, and drew him out until I
judged the middle of his body to bt
under the knife - then I came down and
cut him in two. He was a cobra a lit
tle one about two feet long, but quite
large enough to kill a man.
Timber Snpply of the Conntry.
Notwithstanding the great draw upon
the wood reserves of the country, there
is no danger of exhaustion at present.
New England is by no means denuded
of its timber. The great northwestern
vineries arc comparatively unexhausted.
There is also a vigorous second growth
of white pine in New England, where
the forests are already yielding between
200,000,000 and 300,000,000 feet of tim
ber annuallj Southern pine, although
3trippcd from the banks of the streams
flowing into the Atlantic, is practically
untouched in the Gulf States, especially
those bordering on the Mississippi. The
hard wood forests of the Mississippi
basin are still prolific. In Michigan,
particularly the northern peninsula, hard
wood is plentiful, maple espcciallj-. In
the Pacific coast region the great forests
-i fir arc practically intact. The forest
capacity of the country is vst. Strange
'o say, the decimating element of most
potence is fire, and not the axes of mer
:cnary timber speculator. Boston Bul-etin.
SUPERSTITION.
The Belief in Signs Common to
Many People.
Some Old-Time Omens arid
What they Indicate.
It is astonishing what a hold super
stition has upon the average American,
and it may be safely said that there is
not one in a hundred who has the force
of character and strength of mind to
unburden himself of all such foolish no
tions. Among gamblers superstition
forms as much a part of a professional's
education as learning to-deal c irds, and
until he has all the innumerable super
stitions which prey upon the minds of
his class at his fingers' tips he cannot
expect to rank as a real "gam;''
Actors, too, are the most superstitious
people on the face of the globe. In no
company will the manager permit the
"tag" or end of the play to be spoken
during the preliminary rehearsal, and if,
on the night of the first appearance an
actor of the company or an attache of
the theatre happens to look out front to
"fizc up" the house before the curtain
is rung up, he or she is in for a long
squabble with the manager or his assis
tant. In less intelligent companies this
breach of "etiquette" would cost the
offender a good part of the salary that
might be due him.
Housewives hive as many supersti
tions as gamblers, even more, and some
of them arc really laughable. In the
country, if the back door happens to be
open and a rooster crows near it, the in
dustrious housewife who may bo in the
kitchen scouring her knives, will drop
them in a hurry and run and get on her
clean "duds." She considers it a sure
sign that a stranger is coming. But
should that rooster turn his back on the
open doorway and go off crowing his
action will send a cold chill meandering
up and down the spinal column of the
housewife, for then she knows "for cer
tain" there'll be a death in tV family.
Bad luck, too, wi.l come if she
sweeps dirt into her yard, a nm.it hi
taken up in the house and burned iu the
stove. This superstition should be cul
tivated. Other superstitions, of the same char
acter such as sweeping with a broom at
night time or dumping crumbs ia the
yard deserve universal commendation.
But just let a hen crow in the yard of
some old, way-back farmer. It will
cause considerable commotion in the
family. From the in frequency of this
occurrence the belief in the minds of
many people that it foretells a death is
ineradicable. There arc many other su
perstitions that are not common to any
particular class, but find believers in all
ranks smd every condition of life.
Thus, the familiar verses
If you love me as I love you,
No knife can cut our love in two
must have been founded on the old-time
belief that to present a knife to any per
son, and especially if he or she was
loved by the donor, would bring bad
luck, and in the case of lovers a separa
tion. "Death ticks" and the sound as of
bells ringing in a house arc cousins ger
man of the Irish "banshee," and the
same direful consequences that are sup
posed to attend the appearance of the
latter will result in the former instance.
A superstition which finds believcr9
among really intelligent people is that
of the "howling dog." If a dog howls
or moans iu front of your house at
night, to many people it is a sure fore
runner of sickness or death in the
family. The writer kuows of two in
stances where the moaning of a dor at
night in front of a house was followed
by death that of the dog.
When the time approaches for the
newr moon to appear above the horizon
young men and girls who are love
stricken will hail it with feelings of
mingled hope and fear. If by any mis
chance they should first see the new
moon by looking over their left shoulder,
then good-by to all hopes of a successful
issue of their affairs during the life of
that moon.
All are familiar with the lines: "See
the new moon through the glass, the
sign of trouble while it lasts." Should
the reader ever happen to leave home
and forget some bundle which he in-
J tended to have taken, let him or her be
sure to cither make the sign of the cros
in sand or else sit upon a convenient
horse block. Should thev return home
without performing these rites to destroy
the power of the Evil One, they are like
ly to suffer some terrible calamity.
To open and close an umbrella in a
house is a sure sign of death. Perhaps
the man who first said if you enter a
house by one door and leave it by an
other, or if you enter by a window, it
will bring some evil consequences, hop:;d
to scare off burglars who might I e con
templating a raid upon his silverware
and decorated china. Anyhow, it is a
common belief.
I At the breaking up of a merry crowd
who have spent the evening in laughter
1 aud fun-making, should four persons in
' 1 iiil il i m tor.l, . Vi n terrr titntit .ni.i.
si'-ivtju mvii vi&.i a jki iiiiui viw:
their hands, there i a general shout aud
the victims are assured that one or the
other of them will marry soon. This is
especially unpleasant iu the case of a
young man who may be calling upon the
fair daughter of the family with the
most "innerccntcst" intentions.
Another popular belief, and should it
ever be expressed in your presence you
may set the speaker down as country
bred, is that should a tree-frog be killed
his death will b3 shortly followed by
rain.
''He is as cross as if he got out of bed
on the wrotig side," is a c unmon ex
pression. The custom of walking arm in arm
may owe its origin to a belief in the
olden time that if two pcr-on? were
walking together and another passed be
tween them, they would be disappointed
in something they intended to do.
The charm against this is for all par
ties to say "G)od morning." Wash
ington Star.
A Chinese Hospital.
In one of the most crowded thorough
fares of the Chinese quarter of Shanghai
there has stood for forty years a free
native hospital mainly supported by
the European community. Very strange
its wards look at first to English visitors.
The patients bring their own bedding,
consisting of a bamboo and a wadded
quilt. Those who can move about arc
the only regular attendants of those who
cannot. The house surgeon and dis
penser is a Christian Chinaman, for
thirty ycar3 connected with the hospi
tal, and oue of the first converts of a
mission school. Yearly about 800 pa
tients pass through the wards and the
projxution of deaths is s:nall. Last
year there were oG and in the dispensary
more than 22,000 cases were treated.
From very far distances many of the
poor suffering creatures come and
back to their far-off homes many a
healed one has carried a blessing greater
than bodily healing, for we believe that
nowhere, at homo or abroad, could bet
ter proof be found than in the Shang
hai of the benefit of combining medical
and Gospel work. Daily the waiting
room, seated for 300, is crowded with
men, women and children, long before
the dispensing hour, and daily an Eng
lish missionary, as conversant with their
language as his own, sets before this
waiting multitude the Word of Life: "I
believe," writes a Christian physician,
wlio fui some ycuis inni tuu ovcrsignt or
this work, "that the Chinese undergo
more suffering for want of medical
knowledge than any other nation in the
world, lu an institution like this, al
most daily under a good surgeon, may
the blind receive sight, the deaf hear,
the lame walk." Quiver.
She Could Say II.
The director of a large girls' school in
French Canada, -which is patronized by
many American families, tells a story of
a pert New England girl, with whom
the instructors had any amount of diffi
culty, quite naturally, in getting her to
sound the letter r. When a letter has
been unpronounccd for general ions, it
comes hard to the young. This New
England girl had been labored with for
so long a time over the sound of the r
in French words that she came to re
gard the instruction in this particular as
a great bore; and when the director
himself took her in hand one day, aud
said:
"Now, see here, Miss , I want
you to pronounce the r for me," she put
on a look of unutterable weariness.
"Now, please pronounce for me an Eng
lish word," he persisted, "that begins
with an r, and be sure that you sound
the letter."
"Il-r-r-r-r-rats!" exclaimed the Amer
ican girl, with a snap in her eyes.
Philadelphia Press.
A Hawk Drowns a Blackbird.
The English paper Land and Water
publishes and credits to a "local paper,"
a story told by a Scotch railrord laborer,
who saw a hawk swoop upon a blackbird
which was singing on a bush by the
sidcof the Iliver Ettrick. The black
bird, he says, was at once un perched
and carried to the ground, struggling
and screaming in the talons of his ad
versary. The hawk, evidently finding
considerable difficulty fn dispatching
the bird, dragged it along the ground
tc a shallow pool, where he put his
head under water and stood on it till
his victim was drowned.
Fighting from Balloons.
Military balloon experiments of vari
ous kinds arc being tried in England off
Dungencss. Thus range liiiag has been
watched from a captive balloon, while a
similar craft is sent aloft empty and fired
at by shrapuel shell, to ascertain how
near a balloon may pass to the enemy's
lines without being, hit. Some capital
photographs have been taken from a
height of 4000 feet in a small balloon
remaining only a few minutes in the air.
The balloon carries an automatic camera,
which produces a good view of tfi)f
country beneath.
Base Ingratitude.
Featherly (to Dumley, who has given
him a cigar) Somebody (puff) must
have given you this cigar, Dumley.
Dumley Yes: is it a bad one?
Fert'icr y lo; it's a (puff; good one.
I Puck.
i No, Thank You, Tom."
They met, when they were girl and boy,
j Going to the school one day,
j And, "Won't you take my peg-top. dearf
Was all that he could say.
I She bit her little pinafore,
Close to his side she came;
j She whispered, "No, no, thank you, Tom,"
But took it all the same.
! They met ono day, the self-same way.
When ten swift years had flown;
Ho said, "I've nothing but my heart,
But that is yours alone.
And won't you take iny heart f he said,
And called her by her name;
She blushed and said, "No, thank you, Tom,"
But took it all the same.
And twenty, thirty, forty years
Have brought them care and joy;
She has the little peg-top still
He gave her when a boy.
"I've had no wealth, sweet wife," says he,
"I've never brought you fame;"
She whispers, "No! no, thank you, Tom,
You'vo loved me all the same!"
IF. E. Weatherley.
HUMOROUS.
The two-legged crank is the hardea
to turn.
It would seem natural for a carpentei
to have a lumbering gait.
"All But" is the title of a story Iv
Hose Terry Cooke. Probably thchiston
of a billy goat.
Curiously enough the man who is al
ways in a pickle doesn't preserve his tcm
per worth a cent.
A Canadian farmer has a calf whicl
eats turkey whenever it gets a chance.
The carnivorous bovine should bi
named "The Czar."
Edison has invented a graphophoni
whose voice is clear and distinct. Mcr
with well regulated wives don't need
any of these new-fangled things.
"Why is a small boy like a woman?'
said a certain man to his troublesonn
wife. No response. "Because he wil:
make a man grown," said the conun
drumist.
Lady of the house (urging companj
to eat) Please help yourselves. D(
just as you would in your own house.
I am always so glad when my friends
are at homo.
"What are chilled ploughs, papa?'
asked the little son of an agriculture
professor. "Oh, my son," was the wist
reply, "tLey arc ploughs which hav
SlUuU uul iu tlie fUlTOH all niutu.
"My dear old friend, how were yot
lblc to acquire such an immense for
tune?" "By a very simple method. '
"What method was that?' "Wheal
was poor I made out that I was rich,
ind when I got rich I made out that 1
was poor."
After the Battle.
The aspect of troops of all arms ol
the service, writes Colonel J. B. Gandol
fo, in St. Louis Globe -Democrat, is verj
different in battle from the trim and
neat parade appearance, but nowhere is
this difference so marked as in the ar
tillery. It was always most interesting
to me to watch a battery going into ac
tion. The artillerymen were very
careful at all times to dress strictly in
accordance with regulations and when
a battery took position every cannoncci
looked as if he had just prepared him
self for inspection. Nothing could be
neater and more uniform than their ap
pearance. But this did not last long. At
the fire began to get hot a jacket
here and there would be thrown off;
next the collars would go, and often the
shirts. The men were soon bathed ic
perspiration, which they would hastilj
brush off with their powder-blackcnec
hands, leaving great marks wherever
they touched themselves. When the
men began to fall and were carried tc
the rear by their comrades, blood stains
were added to the powder marks, and
at the close of the light the artillerymen,
so remarkable for their fine appearance
at its opening, presented the most hor
rible spectacle that can be imagined.
But they soon removed all trace of the
fray, and by the next day were as clean
and neat as ever.
Fat? as Tonic?.
Fats, especially tho.se wdiich aro ol
easy digestion, like cod liver oil and
sweet cream, are also essential to the
: well-being of the nervous system. The
peculiar substance ncurinc found in
; all nervous structures contains fat as an
! essential constituent. It is remarkable
that most "nervous" individuals have a
strong aversion to fats as articles of diet.
i This is extremely unfortunate, for the
: amission of fats and oils from the diet
tends to not only continue the nervous
ness, but to increase the irritability and
weakness. Cod liver oil is a most valu
able medicine in such cases, because it is
already partly digested by admixture
with the bile secreted by the liver of the
fish, and thus rendered still more easy
Df absorption. The labor of digestion is
thus partly taken away from the tasks to
be performed by the invalid. Of course,
the fishy odor is objectionable at first,
j but this is generally easily overcome by
'continuing its use for a short time.
' There are a few preparations on the mar
ket in which oil of some kind has been
.partially digested by admixture with
' pancrc dine. Emulsions thus made arc
' palntahlc but much more expensive than
1 the crude oi!. Globe-Democrat,