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' My WIFE AND CHILD.
This rxm wag written by; Henry nooteg
Jackson, the recently appointed Minister to
ft .Un,ng ,he eican campaigns, in
w hich he t X)k part. It then went) the rounds
or the press, and during the civil war bv some
.......,, ,t Kt mto l he current of the Southern
y., an wn attributed to Stonewall Jack
6or. j
The tattoo beats; the lights are gone,
The camp arcmnj fci ulumber lies; '
"Tbe ni-rf with solemn pace moves on;
The shadows thicken o'er the-skies;
But sleep my weary eyes hath flown,
And gad, uneasy thoughts arise.
I think of thee, oh, dearest one!
"Whose love mine early (life hath blest;
Of thee and him our bally son
Who slumbers on thy gentle breast.
God of the tender, frail and lonp,
Oh, guard that. little sleeper s rest!
And hover, gently hover near
To her whose watchful eye is wet
The mother, wife the doubly dear,
In who e young heart have freshly met
Two streams of love, so deep and clear
And cheer her drooping spirit yet!
Now, as she kneels before thy throne,
Oh, teach her, Ruler of the skies!
Tliat while by thy Behest alone
Karth's mightiest powers fall or iie;
. io tear is wept to thee unknown
i-vi nan is iosf. nor "rnrrriMi-rT i
That fli.Ni
"soothe its bain;
. only by thy stern command'
The tattle's lost, thesofTlier slain;
That from the distant sea or land
Thou bring'st the wanderer home again.
And when upon her pillow lone,
Her tear-wet cheek 13 sadly pressed
May happier visions beam upon
The brightening currents of her breast;
Kor frowning look, nor angry tone
Disturb the Sabbath of her, rest!
...Whatever fate those forms may throw,
Loved with a passion almost wild
By day, by night -in joy or woe - .
J?y fears oppressed or hopes beguiled;
From every danger, every foe,
Oh, God! prblejt my wife and child!
BY MEREST ACCIDENT.
"Mr. Witney!"
"Sir!" replied
the
individual ad-
dressed.
"I want you to
cross to France this
evening.
"Very well, si- "
quietly. . .
said Mr. Witney,
'Ur to-morrow moving will do. Here
are your instructions te id these papers
carefully; make theAMpjt arrangements
joti can. I may we ("re house you
will see all abouljeJV these docu
ments." " i --"-"Am
I, to purchase m he premises, sir?"
"No, no; they ha come to me to -
i . . . Ijk 1 -'"
ii.-.' iiim-riu cousenuence 01 an aavanco
,i .myy wj uij ytl$ V.
r, who,, you know,
Take possession ;
- AO'iunTcr s
i cansr a 1
. ; aica me otner day
see what, the plaocf
is vfe wnetnerit
.-rs.tdencc." You
.si will do Tor- J
S 1 want to take
the children, to, an
. n
I caa depend on
-Mr. Witney bo we
i 1 1 l i i r
and said he
ight depend on
Is, made his ar-
iuuuui nir. Darnsione
liim. He took th; d
raagements at th" ollii
. - ill) his papers on h
strolled home ward ;it
his portmanteau. ' 11
tidicd and tied
csk, and then
lock to pack !
was a man of j
about forty good 1
trustworthy a man.
drcu always stoo to
red, trustful, and i
whom little chil-
inquire "the time,' ,!
and were sUfied if he did not drag out
Lia watch a man ho piloted old ladies
and blind men over dangerons London'
crossings a man beloved by animals
and thildren, and who cherished an af
fection for a cat, whiji followed him as
faithfully as a dogin ad about his house
at. Brixton.
- Jl r. I'eter V llncy strolled homeward,
first to Ludgate liill station to take a
train to Brixton, where in bachelor
apartments he passed his rjuiet evenings,
lie was crossing Chancery lane, by the
postolfice, when a young and decidedly
pretty girl, a French girl, stopped him,
arid said, in broken English:
"Pare, would you be so kind? vou
look very kind could you tell me where
1 can find the Lincoln's Inn Fields?"
"Lincoln's Inn, mademoiselle; mais
ccrtainemcnt; je "
"Ah! monsieur parle francais," she
exclaimed, interrupting him with a
pleased expression. ,
Then Witney, who was a French
scholar, addressed her in her n itive
tongue, and walked with her a few
colu slnn; chatting, arfir m-j
destination was none other than Mr.
Earnstone's office. "
Having parted with his young Com
panion at the . office, he hurried away to
Ludgate a jaiu. He had learned from a
sip of paper she gave him that the fair
foreigner's name was Pulchcrio Malais,
but he did not inquire her business in
Lincoln's Inn Fields after he had an
nounced her arrival to the clerk in
charge.
"A very pifrtty girl indeed," mur
mured this middle-aged bachelor; "a
chaining face; and what a pretty name!
Pulcherie; quite fitting too, for a won
der. Malais is not so nice, but it may
one day be changed. Ah, me!"
Thinking of 1'ulcherie, Peter Witney
enterea tne prain; still thinking of her,
went Home, ana packed "Pulcherie"
in hisortmanteau. But somehow that
young person escaped, for she was with
him all the
evening in the train to New-
haven; she
him in the
crossed the channel with
"Normandy," and reached
Dieppe with him in the warm autumn
' d lylight, as' bright and fresh -a memory
as ever! Oh, Peter, Peter! truly thou
art in love! 1 s
The premises which Peter Witney
h id to investigate and arrange for, were
situated some little distance up the coast
at or near a village which boasced a small
river and a fishing population of am- j I could! not come. Then they found the'
phibious habits. The place shall not be I wretch jDesmoulins had a claim on them
more particularly described, but the ! he broke up their home: Oh, monsieur'
river flowed through the valley of the 1 1 wish I had died!" '
Ange, and the stream and the increasing j Peter Witney noticed that the young
village. bear the same name. j man felt very bitter asainst the younf
Fishermen, dealers in cattle for the ! Desmoulins, and feared he would pro
valley is pastoral lacemakers, these are j ceed to violence, so he said :
the inhabitants, and they follow their "Xever mind. 1 can f explain all. M
peaceful occupations contentedly. It Bernardin is dead. Julius Bernardin
was a very fine morning wheVMjv Wit- wa3 the partner in my patron's office. I
ney reached the village ; he had watked I have come to claim the iTonertr t
uvcr nuiu Dieppe me aay aner lis ar-1
rival in that town, and found the people
en leie in tne village.
It wa3 a holiday a holy day, appar
ently, for the inhabitants had just come
from , the church, and the girls were
dressci in holiday garb, walking in pic
turesque groups; laughing, chattering.
and while avoiding, yet glancing saucily
at the young men, who, standing or
seated, also in pairs or threes, would dis
cuss the weather and the fishing and the
cattle, while always keeping the young
ladies in sight. A happy, 'pleasant pic
ture, and Peter Witney looked on at the
scene with great dejjght.
He determined to give himself a holi
day, too. He could not do business amid
such a scene. So he made friends di
rectly, and inquiries indirectly concern
ing the premises he had come to take
over and have transferred. He learned
that the house lay away from the village;
it was a-mere farmhouse, amid trees, en
closed by a wall and paling. It had
been untenanted some time. The family
had- sold everything, and quitted the
village some weeks before.
"They were poor?" said the English
man.
The
man addressed
shrugged his
shoulders as he replied :
W ell, not. eutirely.
The good
jnoaTlt's nojj
and his w ife had died.
His sister a
their daughter Jived in
la8tharvest3JuUB,i M. Desmoulins,
son, had paid much atten
tion to the young lady and had been re
pulsed by her. Ho, being iiie owner of
the property, he had taken his revenge
and managed to frighten them away.
Poor girl! A
"But he had no right to do so," said
Witney. "The houe was mortgaged
to an Englishman he is dead now. It
was handed over as security for advances
to the young soldier's father." '
"That is as may be. The house is
closed up, the aftiches of the sale are on
the doors. It is desolate empty."
"Is it far from here?" .
"Well, no. A walk ol perhaps half an
hour or so will bring you there among
the trees yonder. You sec those tall
poplars, those to the eastward?"
Peter Witney nodded assent.
"L'p there you will find the place; it
stands above the road on your right
hand ; a little path leads up to the house.
You cannot mistake it."
"Thank you, monsieur," replied Wit
ney. "I think I will go and see it."
' Peter Witney made his way toward the
poplars and passed them. He then
plunged into a more wooded bountry and
the road tended southeast. Then he
came to a gate and a path on the right,
as indicated. He entered and ascended
the path, passingin tbedirectiou whence
he had come. . But in a moment he re
coiled in astonishment.
Seated on a ruined portion of a wall
was a young soldier, apparently on fur
lough. A small bundle lay beside him
in the rank grass; a short stick was still
hooked within it. The man' attitude
exhibited the deepest dejectjion. His
head rested, hatless, on his -arm;, his at
titudethe limp and hangjng.right arm,
f.hcvMl? t "ftrw,- -fhwwfro f e- TjWrtrfttre
poor fellow, told a sad tale Jof disap
pointment. He had returned lull of life
and ardor to the place, perhaps, his home,
and found it deserted the tojn bills of
the sale still flapping idly in t ne autumn
wind which stirred his tangle! locks.
"Poor chap!" Peter WitnA mentally
remarked; "he has found ija home de
serted. Our house, by the itiaj. Ah! I
shall gain some information here."
. The spectator after awhile advanced,
and then paused. Again he. .advanced,
and touched the young man, who arose
with suddenuess, angry at being dis
turbed. He glanced at the Englishman, and
turned round again without speaking.
"My friend," said Mr. Witney kindly,
"can I assist "you? You are ill, sorrow
ful ; I may help you. Do you know this
placet"
Know the place, indeed! Was he not
a native of it? Had he not lived there
until the conscription came, ahd when
he was paid to take the place of another
young man?
The money was welcome
So much the stranger managed to
gather from the half-indignant remarks
of the soldier, who at length yielded to
the kindly influence the Englishman
generally exercised. He sat up, and
after a few m-nutes recovered his vi
vacity, ne. told how he had been
treated.
"You went as a substitute, then?"
"Yes; my relatives were poor; tne
man had held out threats. .1 loved my
sister oh! where is she? Monsieur, we
were not always poor; we held up our
heads once. My poor sister promised
for marriage by her enemy and mine.
Oh, Pulcherie!"
"Pulcherie your sister! Not Pulcherie
"The same, mr,. ow could
know? ou areEn5lMJs,sai:a.ulc-
tonished Frenchman.
"Yes; but 1 am also interested in this
house and in her. An English firm owns
this property; the rent has not been
paid; the former owner, the Englishman,
is dead; all is chaos; but your sister "
"Yes, yes; tell me of her."
' "She is in London was in London a
few days ago."
i men reier wuney toici tne young
; man of his meeting with the young lady"
j and of his having escorted her to Lin
j coln's'Inn Fields.
1 "Ah, yes! it is there her benefactor
used to live. She has, do doubt, gone
; to him. Our aunt knew him well. He
was a lawyer un avocat!"
"What! an English solicitor? What
was his name?"
j "Betnardin M. Jules Eernardin he
I was our friend. He helped us; he as
i sisted my father my poor father and
lent him money on security. Then
, father he died, and iuy mother had al-
ready passed to heaven. My sister and
j my aunt remained. Young M. Desmoul
i ins assisted us, for he preteudeJ to love
j Pulcherie, monsieur: and I, like a fool,
1 went away and left herJ Hi? attentions
, aroused the fears of mv aunt and sister-
-will manage ai. JJesmouiius
Leave him
to me.."
A sudden
inspiration had seized the
n1 r'MTTTT
h ImwrrTn the
33rUffT
CARTHAGE, MOORE COtfJp - 0;THURSDAY, MAY 14, 1884,
middle-aged bachelor lawyer. He had
already a romance; he would find Des
moulins and Pulcherie, and then.
So he persuaded the young soldier to re
turn with him, and assume Ins civilian
attire; to quit the army if he liked af
terward, but first to come to England
and find Pulcherie and the kindaunt.
After much parley, this was agreed to.
Next day the lawyer called- on M.
Desmoulins; found him a bully and a
roue; quelled him by stern threats of
exposure in the tribunal and jn the vil
lage, where he was hated. Finallv, he
succeeded in getting from him a "quit
tance of all claims, and, with the French
ayocat who had accompanied him, took
his leave. -
in fifteen hours he was in London
The business had developed in a ro
mance and Peter Witney was as eager as
a boy. j
I
Then you do not think the place w 11 - 1
suit me, said
Mr. Barnstone, a ter .. .
iny the matter over,
not near the sea.
It i$Jfrr2MA t
1 Junoi Jfli'v 1 ' I
I have the refusal, sir
asked Peter, timidly. j
1 .. " 7 : .. ......9 n . 1 1 1 Vi rr t n
he a Benedict, nfter all? Well. 1 am Slir - 4 -
prised. My good sir, certainly. You
are a faithful, 'good fellow. Take it as
a wedding present. It will cost me Hit tic,
remember, and may do you good,' he
added, hastily. "No thanks, please."
"Miss- MittaiB wants to see j-qu, Bir,"
said a lad at this juncture.
"Let her come up," said Mr. Barnstone.
"My charming French client," he addpd;
"vou shall see her." She is' connexAed
with this very house my tenant,
here she is." '
Ah!
As he finished speaking, Mademoiselle
Pulcherie entered with a little' wopaan.
whom she called ma tante. She atjon'ce
greeted Peter Witney, and in broken
English and more voluble French, ex
plained to Mr. Barnstone and heraunt
alternately how. she had become ac
quainted with the "monsieur." ;
"Then you actually directed madembi
selle here?" said Mr. Barnstone. "If you
had known, you might have saved your
self the journey. Have you any news of
your nephew, madame?"
"Alas ! no ; he was in Africa, in the
144th of the line.. He will come home
and find it desolate our home. We
must return, monsieur,' to Dieppe,
have been an angel to ua, indeed.
You
"Not a bit, maclame, only doing my
duty; in this instance a positive pleas
ure. Have you pardon me all neces
saries for your journey?"
"Madame need take no journey to see
her nepheWj" said Peter, in French,
"How, monsieur! Is it possible he
is he is dead?" j
'No, madame; alive, well," and in
London. He returned with me; will
bring yon to him. I met iiim- near' th&
old home yonder.'' .. ' .,4
-'Oo." said Mr. Barnstone wiping his
spectacles. "Run away, good people; J
am busy."
So they went and found Antoine, as
had been promised, and after awhile the
three returned to Dieppe. The following
month, plain good Peter Witney again
crossed the channel, and spent three
weeks in France near his new friends.
Lo and behold ! the year after the old
farm house was again inhabited: not by
Antoine, who had gone away on pioniO:
tion to a commission an olficer; not by
the kind auut, for she lay in the village
churchyard; but by "M. and' Madame
Vcetnee," as they were called, who had
come for "their honeymoon."
So Peter Witney, the "old bachelor,"
met his fate a charming wife and some
fortune in Pulcherie Malais all, as
some think, "by the merest accident,"
but you and I know better. i.
"Onr Margaret."
In the city of New Orleans there are
many monuments erected to the famous
statesmen and soldiers of tho touth.
But there is one which has a more pa
thetic aud deeper significance than auy
of these. It stands on- Prytania street,
in the midst of beets of flowers and sur
rounded by stately dwellings and groves
of the orange and palmetto. It is. the
figure of a stout woman who is seated,
holding a little child, on which she
looks down, her homely face illumined
with a noble benignity and tender love.
"That is our Margaret," the stranger
is told when he asks what it means.: All
New Orleans knows "our Margaret."
She was a poor woman, who earned
her living by making bread, which she
sold from a little shop; a thrifty, ener
getic, business woman, whose heart was
full of love for children. Before the
counter was always to be found some
ragged urchin who would be sent away
'"'-"UJiands and a. happy face. !
As Margarcr-r r. i nnrl rh
shop enlarged into a cracker facEory7"lTirH
had her lovers, like other women, i But
she turned a deaf ear to them all. j The
only man she would have marriedj was
dead, and her heart was full of love- only
for children ; for the orphans and the
poor little outcasts more wretched, than
orphans.
All her money, all her thoughts;, au
care as years passed, went to them.i She
founded, out of her scanty savings, a
home for therfiwhich, as she grew richer,
she enlarged And endowed with all she
had. J
So wise, so tender and benignant was
she in her care of them, that this jpoor,
illiterate woman, who was without
friends, End upon whose breast no child
of her own had ever lain, became ' "our
Margaret" to the people of New Orleans,
aud a mother to all the popr bab es ot
the great city. j
When she died, other charitable'
women erected this monument so that
ine norueiy ngure suould remain among J
them, a type of truest mother-love.
Youth's Companion.
Lincoln and the Railway Pass.
The Mechanical Engineer publishes the
following letter written by Abraham
Lincoln on the subject of renewing a
railway pass:
Springfield, February 13, IS16 B. B.
Blank, Esq. Dear Sir: Says Tom to John:
"Here's your okl rotten wheelbarrow-. I've
broka it usen on it I wish you would mend
it, case I shall want to borrow it this after
noon.'' Acting on this as a precedent, I say:
"Here's your 'old chalked hat' I wish you
would take it and send me a new one, case I
shall want to use it the first of March '
Yours truly, A, Lincoln.
"I have hW 1 drummer' a?
he entered theiJ'8 ore " w onder
ful baking powdeAl?, tnJm,,,S -vu
ever saw for raisfit' ,
"We," respond" kecPer' my
be pretty good fis,,,fi but 1 ve S,Jt
powderl keep h1uldJral8e rock."
"What is it c.: ' demanded the
drummer. " .
"Blasting powder, biasing pow
der." Y ,
And then a sort of rcr-adyertfyi.
lence crept over the tbat hngei,
about the raisin box nicrackcr batv
uv&u.m j. w w-
A Galveston fcniale teacher was
on, intimate teiiuo "'iae mala teao
- fltrollin into her " .,iecTof his
d wf.WniUh.
uff-sotions T" - iplW endeavored
ellie class comolliend the onmi
1
presence of God
. , . r m . . . ......
bhe tilainea to tnem
that God was everywhci
"Now. mv dear childn. suppose you
all go out of the roomjexcept rayself.Jf
and I stay in here. Amll atne?" askectj
;ihe
116 !emale teacner-
"No " ATP.lftimed mtt nf the llWf,
of the liUf,
girls, "Mr. Smith will
Sitings.
" He Koomril To Hard.
A Detroit firm employed a.r col
lector a few; days agb'aW na?jther
bittTTfr yva-gttM -"rhir vWh had lonj
been classed under the li -vt of "doubt
ful." He was informed tUiitjthe chances '
of his getting -anything wtrfi -extremely
dubious, but was promise lltalf of all he
could collector1: f iMSiW after start
ing' out he wais uftck .wftlMe money on"
the doubtfutJLWanI-lploB asked how
he succeeded? 8iv.w?.lijJiied:
"After cets :Muce I locked
the door, ppcjtgid tto5ftatid told him
he'd either"; gofcv ''down or I'd
break every boriqn's'bo-.ly .' He shelled
out, aud both of are $11 ahead."
The next day:1he firm jntid $75 to set-
tie a case ' of '.'extortifc money bv t
threats of violence," aniH-tfee collector
was kindly infprmed ihahe icould have
a long vacation .for. thdibeneiit of bis
health. Free Bva. . ' . .
:. - - 4-.'' .v.
Why Sne AVeulda t Have Him;
"And so she wouldn't &v6 you?"
"Indeed she ouldjrt.
"How'd that comeyST-'.
"Well, I "sat down afeiVside of her
and took her by the hand,ts I heaved a
sigh too deep to sound.!- JL'
1 'How was thatJV Pi 4.
"It didn't make noise $ugh. You
see, I alwa's do, my sighin'j i'ai-dly, an'
breathe through m v nose, j m "
I. "Welk what thbal'r
I -"I felt hef hsdftiittifv"fltf mi' hn -i-r
itV-IJ.X... -V, 1111 lll'llltj.. ?
vv aterDury watcn. 1 inougnt, mar.
meant 'say the word an' I'm yourn,' an'
so I said it, but I got left."
"You don't tell me. How'd it hap
pcn?'V
"Well, she fired up like a hornet, an'
said she wouldn't never marry no man
what popped the question as though he
was rcferrin' te sp'ilt fish."
"Well, that beats all. How in the
world did you do it?"
"Well,. I sorter give her hand a little
squeeze, to show her I was cheerful, an'
then I says, quite glib like, says I Mir-andy,-
can you stomach me?" Chicago
Ledger.
Old, but food
The Cincinnati Gazette a number of
years ago published a good story on a
distinguished lawyer named Bcnham, of
that city. He was a tine orator, but
much given to a display of his vast clas;
sical learning. In a murder trial he
warned the jury to not allow public
opinion, which was against his client,
to influence the verdict. In concluding
his- appeal, he said: "Gentlemen of the
jury, give up; drop all feeling in this
important matter, and be like the ancient
Roman in his adherence to the truth,
who in its defence eloquently declared:
'Amicus C'ato, amicus Pluto, amicus
Cicero, sid major Veritas" (I am a friend
to Cato, a friend of Pluto, a friend of
Cicero, but a greater friend to truth).
The papers the next morning reported
the eloquent lawyer as havina"closed his
great speech to the jury by finely saying:
'I may cuss Cato, I may cuss Pluto, I may ;
cuss Cicero, said Major Veritas. ' " j
This is something similar to a story ;
that has been going the rounds of the :
press concerning General Sherman. He ;
was walking along the streets of St.
Louis with a friend and was very pleas
antly accosted by a gentleman whom the
general did not quite remember. The
tan
srentleman, seeing now 11 was, Fain in a
voice: "Don't, you rericmber me I
make your shirts." "Ohk; ye3," replied
the general, smiling, then suining to his
friend, said: "Colonel , allow mc
to introduce my friend, Major Schurtz."
Bill Nye on I I Malidl.
This great heathen and full blown
prophet was once a poor boy, without a
dollar in his pocket. Year3 aso when
little Mahdi used to suare 6 icker3 along
the White Nile, no one thought that
to-day he would be the champion heavy
weight prophet of the known w orld. It
shows what can be done by a brave,
courageous little boy even in a foreign
land.
In apperance he is a brunette of about
the style of the successful meerchaum
pipe. He does not dress as we do, but
wears a white turban that looks some
like an Etruscan hen's nest. On chilly
days he adds other articles of. apparel to
this turban, though during the summer
months that is sufficient; for evening
dress. In the morning he puts on his
turban, buckles a six-shooter around his
waist and he is "dressed. It doesn't take
Mahdi long to make his toilet.
Years ago he decided that he would
retire to a lonely island in the Nile and
put himself in training for a prophet, so
he crawled into a cave and lived there
on whatever he could get hold ot. While
others were down at tvnartoum. navincr
1 t ' a 1 -
a good time at the skating rink, Mahdi
remained in his gloomy cave, setting up
the pins to go into the prophet business
and murder the king's English.
Some people began to hear of El Mah
di, and as he put a card in all the morn
ing papers'of the Soudan, he at once had
11 the prophesying he could do and had
-9
to hire an amanuensis or assistant prophet
to help him out. During tho holidays,
when trade was brisk, the Mahdi had to
sit up and prophesy till 10 or 11 o'clock
at night.
ilis real name is Mohammed Achmed,
and he was the sou of a petty sheik,
whose name I have forgotten. This man
was an inferior person and a very ordi
nary sheik, I am told just such a sheik
as you could go in and find on the ten
cent counters of the Soudan anywhere.
Mohammed Achmed for along time
showed one of the prevailing character
istics of a tramp, and so they began to
educate him as a fakir. A fakir is a
man who has permission to ramble
through the country, chiseling people
1 or money and groceries in the name
igion. He is a sort of Oriental gos-
um, whose business is to go around
he country weeping over the sins of
22.yh.oare too busy to be hypocrites.
-oaprtalf"'
levout, hungry
..-.licfimrtnct it.
11 M(r,kn wait till the Egyptians
runI..i. t io,l thr wp. have
' irs in America.
.1 hv Mohammed Achmed got a
arc niwava
1 1 1 i i i ii
agai
after
been
all to rise iip William Pviley and gather
clans of the Soudan together, ne
a
went to them and told them in conndencc
that he was the only genuine, all wool
prophet on the Nile, and if they wanted
some fun, to get their double parrel shot
guns and join the gang. They did so.
None of them evei did anything at home
to obtain a livelihood, so they could go
away on the warpath all summer and
their business wouldn't suffer at all.
They then proceeded to murder the
king's English, who had come there to
conquer and acquire their sand pile.
, The Arabian style of warfare is pecu
liar. It consists largely in drinking
alkali wstter on their part and in requir
ing their enemies to do vthe same for
ninety days. So it becomes simply
question of who has the firmest aud most
durable Bessemer steel boweis.
No one but a Bedouin would have
thought ot such a style of warfare. It
is not, therefore, a question of courage
or everlasting justice", it is a question of
who can drink concentrated lye an sum-
mer and take hs alimentary canal home
with him in the fall.
- In the battle, the Arab charge is pecu
liar in the extreme. The Arab does not
stand un in liue of battle for an hour,
while the commanding officer gallops up
and down the line on a "heavy" horse
and the eneinv pours a galling tire into
his ranks. He" sails up toward the enemy,
waves his Oriental night shirt in the
Egyptian air. shoots some one and goes
away. When the battle ground is ex
amined on" the following day, it is dis
covered that eight hundred brave and
handsome English soldiers are killed and
one old moth-eaten Arab has stepped on
his Gothic shirt tail and sprained hi
ankle; , .
El Mahdi is notfa d4okag ;J
ttF '''V 11111 1 t.'Ph.T'l Wat "lit lias is sTIia
'teeth, BOthatTwhen he gi ves his orders
he has to gum Arabic, is not true.
Bill Nye.
To Carve Poultry.
Place the fowl on the platter with
the head at the left. Cut through the
skin round the leg joint. Then cut off
the wings, and divide wings and legs
at the joints. Carve the breast in thin
slices parallel with the breastbone. Some
prefer to cut it at rii:ht angles with the
bone. Take off the wishbone, separate
the collar bone from the breast ; uT.p the
knife under the shoulder blade, and
turn it over. Cut through the cartilage
which divide3 the ribs; separate the
breast from the neck. Then turn the
back over, place the knife midway, and
with the fork lift up the tail end, separ
ating the back from the body. Place
the fork in the middle of the backbone,
and cut close to the backbone, from one
end lo (he other, freeing the sideljcme.
As soon as he legs and wings are dis
jointed, begin to serve, ottering Thite
or dark meat, as each prefers. Do
not reiovt the fork from the breast
bone till the breast is separated from the
back. L'se au extra fork in servi, If
all the fowl be not required, carve only
from the tide, leaving the opposite Eide
whole for another meal. G&letfs Maga
zine. Pigeon Catching in Samoa
The prouhd being cleared, the chiefs
stationed themselves at distances all
round a large circular space, cash con
cealed under a low shed or covering of
brushwood, havinp; by his side a net at-
! tached to a long bamboo, and in his
: hand a stick with a tame pigeon on a
crook at the end of it. This pigeon was
! trained to fly round and round as di
rected by its owner, with a string at its
foot thirty feet long, attached to the end
of his stick. Every man flew his pigeon,
and then the whole circle looked like a
place w her e piorpnna wro flocking round
. food and water.
j The scene soon attracted some wild,
pigeon, and as it apnroached the spot,
whoever was next to it raised his net
and tried to entangle it. He who got
: the greitest number of pigeons was the
! hero of the day and honored by his
, friends with various kinds of food, with
: which he treated his less successful com
petitors. Some of the pigeons were
. baked, others were distributed about
1 and trained for further use. Taming
and exercising them for the sporting
sea-on was a common pastime.
Census of Occupations.
The cents of 1880 gives the number
of persons engaged in gainful occupa
tions as 17,392, 000, or 47.31 per cent, of
tot d persons over ten years old. These
were engaged in the four chief lines of j
occupation a3 follows: Agriculture, j
7,670,000; professional and personal j
services, 4,074,000; trade and transpor- j
tation, 1,810,000: manufacturing, me- j
chanical and mining industries, 3,837,- i
000. In 1870 the number engaged in 1
occupations was 12,500,000. Of those in j
18S0, 2,647,000 were women. The num- j
ber of persons over ten years of age is j
3(5,761,000, leaving 19,369.000 unac- :
counted for. The latter number-is about i
j equal to the number attending school or j
i :. . 1 t r 1 1 i
I pm sicai: incapauit; 01 lauur. me ecu
sus shows an increase over 1.870 of about
thirty per cent, in population, but an in
crease of shirty -nine per cent, in the
number engaged in occupatiors. This
increase in number in occupations over
the gain in population is accounted for
by the growth of the factory system.
Scientific American.
THE CONQUEROR OF BARRIOS.
Remlnincrnces of the Tareer ef Zat
dirar, President of alvador.
Rafael Zaldivar, president of Salva
dor, with less resources than his oppo
nent, the late Uufino Barrios, president
of Guatemala, has been unexpectedly
successful. As far back as fourteen
years ago he was in Germany, where
Ducnas, who died in San Francisco last
year, sent him on a special mission as
chargt d' affaires of the Salvadorian re
public: ' From that time dates his first
appearance in the political field, for he
then gave up his profession, in which he
held quite a high position, being at tho
head of the medical faculty, and devoted
all his attention to politics. After tha
battle of Santa Ana, in which the gov
ernment, represented by Duenas, was
defeated by the Liberals, led by Gonza
lez, who then became President. Zaldi
var had a narrow escane fmm
bV l,tua- minister.
measures
a very strong le-vsuu bb
r.f him 1 np. nrsL reuuno
net - j
the above-mentioned Datue uau
so
favorable to Duena3 uun
Deum was Bung in
To
tin. rnthedral to
thank uou
for the victory obtained by the govern
ment, and firing was indulged in to such
an extent as to kill a woman on the
in, iin rplphratinsr national events,
Oh
Central Americans invariably shoot
someone accidentally), Zaldivar, who
attends always to pleasure before busi
ness, was celebrating the triumphs of
his party, when suddenly the Liberals
appeared in the capital.
1 u o,.t nf his h-msc. sure that H
caught alive he would be shot immediatc-
i a ;,.. fim Krnnr.n nai? waviuiiuu
a. i f q nwrrnnni s nuui.
me " . , i.
th fmnt. door, and upon be
i.. v.imnif on the mercv of
WS Fronrhman. Monsieur Bouineau
...u rOJ th mime of the gentleman
rli.l not hesitate in assuring him ot his
,1 ;u ftpr hiding him he an
rorol nrsnnallv to the calls 01 the spl-
,i;,.ra .bn were yelling ferociously in
f-f f tho house. "Death to Zaldivar
(Que mucra Zaldivar!) He told them
ivT.. n, ov.Anniater had iust run out by
LUilU lliti
At. -.a A anft must, then be cn Bis
me biuc uwi, . - - ,
... n th vnlrano. advisinc them at tne
same time to follow him in that direj-
if fbv wanted to capture mu.
IIUU Jl .
The soldiers did not wait for any moite
explanations, but started in quest 01 iup
man whom more than half of San Sal
vador would have been pleased to see
shot. After they had gone Kinu uea. vcu
Monsieur Bouineau sent a good horse
out of town with a 'servant who had
an order to wait for his friend, and then,
havin"- blackened Zaldivar's face, hands
iw lm dressed him likea- moyo
(servant! with cotton
fc.hirtders..
barefooted, a big tor
lid-brme,u,,,2.
crass on his shoulders, ic future president
crossed several main streets on hjs way
, 1 ; .
to the suburb where th Bervant and the
horse were waiting for him. Upon reach
ing them lie quickly threw the yacate
aside, jumped on the horse, and disap
peared, leaving a message of eternal
gratitude to his savior. In the mean
while the soldiers had returned to Mon
sieur Bouineau's house with an order to
search everywhere, but it was too late.
The bird had flown. Zaldivar did not
stop until he reached Costa Ilica, where
he was well received.
He returned to Salvador only to nght
for the presidential chair, which he has
occupied for two tenuis. He was re
elected, with some opposition, however,
for a third term, about a year ago. Since
he has become president of Salvador he
has amassed" several millions. He is a
married man and has one son and two
grown-up daughters. He is greatly ad
dicted to pleasure, aud will at almost any
time give up business in order to have a
good time. If succes', however, is the
best recommendation, he can be highly
praised, for his career, though eventful,
has been remarkable and brilliant. San
FrancUco Call.
Crescent City Cemeteries.
New Orleans1 cemetery system is one
prolific source of disease, even at its best,
writes an Inter-Oce-m correspondent. As
is well known, there are many burial
societies in the city, which have vaults
peculiarly fitted up for the reception of
bodies. The swampy nature of the
ground makes it impracticable to inter
below the surface, and so in the case of
the- poorer classes a large number of
immense depositories are needed. Some
of theie have accommodations for as
high as 100 corpses, to my personal
knowledge. When a vault becomes
quite full of bodies, and the society
lacks funds for purchasing ground and
building again, it is customary to re
move the coffins, and hold a grand,
open-air cremation. The evils of this
operation are apparent, inasmuch as no
furnaces are provided for carrying off
the deadly fumes that must necessarily
be generated.
But in time of epidemics the question
of burial is one of difficulty, and the
consequences from crowded interments
are most appalling. More than once
large vaults have been burst asunder by
the action of gases arising from a large
number of freshly entombed bodies. Of
course the wealthy endeavor to have
their own private family tombs, or be
long to influential burial societies that
maintain some specially imposing vaults.
The colored people have cheaper burial
societies by themselves, and the various
secret societies have their own ceme
teries. This classification 6ystera brings
about a multiplicity of cemeteries, as,
for in'tance, the Free Masons' cemetery,
the Odd Fellows' cemetery, the Fire
mens' cemetery, the Jewish cemeteries,
kuowi as Grt. of Prayer, etc. The
payment of i. fee, varying. Tom twenty
hve cents a month to several dollars, en
titles the member to free burial at the
hands of the society to which he be
longs. These burial societies, paradoxical as
it may sound, are also instrumental in
promoting social intercourse among the
members. The colored people give a
big yearly entertainment in connection
with one of their leading societies, in
which the most elaborate festivities are
held, and full dress prevails.
The number of plant specimens known
to botanists has been placed at 100,000,
but there many still unknown.
I ' 1(1 ttmMNOKBM: l.;i pnrir
. r nrir t
uia
NO. 36.
THB HEART OF THE HOME.
Be the home where It may, on the hfll, in thi
valley.
Hemmed in
by tho walla of the populou
town.
Set fair where the corn lifta its plumes to th t
rally,
Or perched on the slope, where the torrent
rolls down,
Still ever the heart of tlw.home u the same.
Still ever the dearest of names is the
nam?,
And ever the purest of fames is the fame.
Of the home-queen, the mother, whoes gen
tle cominamj, -
Unehallengod, bears rule in our beautiful
land. '
Be the home what It may, whether lofty or
The mansion, the mitm i, i: i;..t-
rv 1 J nif4UIW
room.
' wr
heaven BhaU keep V
the same, U the
?the home is
Which kindlesheWMBBBBBBMM
flame,
As we bow to the mother, whose gentl.
command
1 ...... tu&ailtirill
Is the sceptre that ways m
laiuL
sweet with
the dawn-flush of morninft
upon her,
She cradles her
lirat born in tender env
brae;
Ihiis her g'.ory ond
And sweeter, when age
honor,
Bhe smiles with tb glow of life's eve o
her face,
We are glad of her praise,
we are sad at her
blame,
Her name was tho first for our child lips"
frame,
And loyally, proudly all homage we claim
For the home-queen, the mother, whose
gentle command
la potent and strong iu our beautiful land.
Margartt E. Sangs'tr.
PUNGENT "PARAGRAPHS
Dogma Parent of puppies.
A grave responsibility -The sexton's.
Goat's milk out.tamake. good but-
Liniments ero upas roller skatersjenw
down. San Francisco Post.
The success of a church chong"
is, after all. largely a matter 1
; the bright lexicon of thi djjjj
messenger youth there .ucl wora as .
nail N r Journal, -1
a iaa ve their. Koodltnointg,
UMUe of the same nou.
tne-spring, 01e wouia tninit u woura .
unpopular inthe fall. Sifting.
The parsns out West thlns-rbUer
skating has a tendency to promote back
sliding. Louisville Courier-Jouiynal.
Sneaking of spreading one'sgeif the
skating rink seems to be the plfice of all
others to do it successfully. Xlrrjc.
There's no trouble about twis:jng ths
tail of a sleeping bulldog. Thfadig.
agreeable part comes-when youet go.
Shakspeare wasn't a brokjBjJfctj.i but
do von tnow-of nyjrri!rwhn ha fur
Tt30Iny stock. quotations? fios'
ton Times.
"Can a cat comedown a treo head
first?" asks a writer on natural history.
It can if the tjee is within range of
bootjack.
A scientist now declares that the tip
of the nose is the home of the soul. It
has certainly often shown where departed
spirits have gone. Boston l'od.
A recent article is entitled "A Poet on
an Editor." We cannot exactly under
stand this, but perhaps he grabbed hicu
while his back was turned. Boston 1'ost.
An exchange contains a long article
which tells how to distinquish a perfect
woman. The way to distinquish an im
perfect woman is by talking to her
brother. Call.
When a baseball player strikes out in
attempting'not to strike out his feeling
does not show up with half the intensity
of those of the roller-skater who fails to
strike out in attempting to strike out.
Ualcltet.
A writer Jn Harper's Bazar says: "Th
ears should be so placed as not to be
higher than the eyebrows or lower than
the tip ot the nose." Peonle who are
dressing for a party should not forget
this. Call.
A correspondent says that people in
India are rarely bitten by snakes, as boot 3
are worn to protect the feet. How dif
ferent it is in this country where people
can't keep the snakes out of their boots.
Brooklyn Timet.
It is said that the heart of the average
man seeds 48,000 pounds of blool
through the arteries every hour. When
a ruffian threatens to drink your hearty
blood, his eyes are larger than his
stomach. ATei York Grapliic.
George Riddle, of Carroll County,
Mo., has twenty-two daughters. He
lives just on the outskirts of civilization,
and whenever a dressmaker locates with
in twenty-five miles he moves further
into the woods. Burlington Free Press.
Mrs. Slapper, of Sumter, Ga.f has tho
white slippers she wore when she was
married seventy years ago. The fact
that she has preserved them all these
years is proof that she never used them
to Slapper children. Sorrislown Herald.
The principal instrument of music in
China is the tom-tom. It produces bet
ter music than a piano, and is much
cheaper. Any one can readily make a
tom-tom by tying two cats by the tails
and hanging them across a clothes-line.
Newman Independent.
In the spring a young man'i fancy
Lightly turns to thoughts of Nancy ;
But in the summer turns again.
And then his thoughts are all of Jane ;
When autumn comes thrice-fickle man ! hs
Proclaims himself the slave of Fanny ;
But goon, these three forgotten quite,
Dear Rose becomes his heart's delight.
Crific.
"A scientist says that Hhe way to sleep
is
to think of nothing, read Mrs.
Smith in a newspaper, - "If that be true,
I should say that you would sleep all the
time, my dear," said her husband. "No
doubt, Mr. Smith, for I think a great
deal of you' A'etcman Independent,
Tis the outioy- r
nor ftvxm frlwm