THE LAZY MAN.
Tm the laziest man, I reckon, that a mortal
ever seed!
Got money? Nary a dollar! I wasn't built
fer greed,
Fer graspin' an' fer gripin' where the revenue
is found ;
I'm what you call a lazy 'un jes' built fer
lyin' round!
Contented? Mighty right I am; when spring
winds whisper sweet.
In the meadows where the daisies make a
carpet fer j-our feet ;
Where the nestin' birds are chirpin' ; where
the brook, in witchin' play,
Goes laughin' on, a-pushin' all the lilies out
of his way.
You'll find me almost any time a lyin' at my
ease,
With the lull song o' the locust and the
drowsy drone o' bees
Above me and aroun' me; I'm a poet in my
way,
An' I rather hear the birds sing 'an to shoot
'em any day!
"Jes' laziness' they tell me, an' I reckon they
are right;
But the world's so full o' beauty, an' you
can't see much at night!
But different folks has different minds, nor
drink from the same cup;
When I'ra talkin'to the lilies, they're a-plow-
in' of f n' up.
My field's a pasture for the cows, an' though
it never nays,
It's a source o pleasure to me jes' ter see
the creatures graze!
The tinkle, tinkle o' th.8 be Is is such a pleas-
in' sound,
But I'm a lazy chap, you know, jes' built fer
lyin' round!
'. L. Stanton.
A SENATOR'S STORY.
BY nON. OKOKCK C. VEST.
Several years agrt, at the request of some
Missouri boys, in whom he fell an interest,
United JStates Senator Vest wiotea story for
a little pax?r they were publishing. Tiie
story was printed anonymously, however,
and few of those who ha l an opportunity of
reading it knew who the author was. The
JSenator has given permission for tha story
to be republished under his own name. It is
as follows:
In 18G3, while passing through a vil
lage in Mississippi, I was approached by
a surgeon of the Confederate army with
inquiry as to my name and place of na
tivity. As I had no special reason for
withholding the desired information I
was told that my cousin, Charley S ,
from Kentucky, had been badly wounded
in a recent fight with the enemy and
was then lying in the hospital at that
place and in a critical condition.
"He is badly oil"," said the doctor,
""mentally and physically, and unless
some one takes a special interest in him,
and in the right way. he will die."
Charley and myself had been raised
together, but had not met for years. In
widely diverged. I had gone to the far
A J M V LA V S V4 W A. f ' -m . J M. LA & 4
West, and on the breaking out of the
war had entered the Confederate service
from Missouri, whilst he had become a
citizen of Mississippi and had been in the
same service from the beginning of
hostilities with the command of General
Chalmers.
A very few minutes' wTalk brought me
to the hospital where Charley lay with
hundreds of other gallant fellows, wait
ing for the result life or death.
The sepulchral light in the shadowy
room, the half suppressed moans of
agony, the weird shapes of the Sisters of
Mercy noiselessly moving from couch to
couch, were not cheerful, to say the least,
and when I looked down at the poor,
wan, emaciated form before me, stretched
upon a cot, and realized that this was
what war had left of the glad-hearted,
robust friend of my boyhood well, I
was rather disposed to give up a few of.
4my rights in the Territories' if they
would let me live peaceably in the States.
"Charley," said I, "old fellow, doyou
know me?"
"Yes," he whispered, whilst a faint
gleam of light came into his eyes; "I
heard you were here and sent for you."
I sat there, and the deepening shadows
came about me,the silence unbroken save
by a groan, whilst memory went back to
our boyhood, his and mine, the old hills
and the shining river, with the bridge
hanging across it, and the road running
up and around the cliffs, like a serpent,
undulating through the trees and rocks,
the schoolhouse and the old church,
with the high pulpit and the hard, hard
-seats, where we sat on each recurring
Sabbath, with eyes fixed on the preacher,
until our cervical vertebra? seemed to be
parting. Oh, how we longed then to be
men! What dream of adventure, travel,
war, flitted before us as "seventeenthly,"
"eighteenthly" and "in conclusion my
dear friends," fell from those venerable
lips
Well, we had become men, and here
-was the end, a bed of agony and a
soldier's death! Deeper fell the shadows
and memory still lingered amidst the
scenes of the far-off past. How the
cold, stern features of that austere
Presbyterian, under whose teachings we
were reared, became softened by the dim
twilight of the years ago. Father,
mother, teacher, minister, where are
they? Ask the marble gleaming in the
moonlight on those Kentucky hills. And
how they taught us our duty both to God
and man. Hard, severe, tyrannical, we
inougnt it men. hui now, sonenea oy
time, we see the surpassing love which
was in it all.
The mind is at times disposed to vaga
bondize and to dwell upon subjects
utterly variance with all our sur
rouudir.gs. How often in some holy
place do we find unholy thoughts press
ing upou us? How often with the bier
and grave do we find some ludicrous
idea dancing, harlequin-like, by our
side.'1 And so, sitting there in the gloom
by the bedside of death, I actually
iaughed aloud as the image of "Old
Put" came out upon the canva3 memory
of the past.
"Old Put" wa3 an old horse belonging
to my father, and named from patriotic
motives after the New England hero,
General Israel Putnam, whose famous
gallop down a precipice in his apocryphal
escape ha3 served to illustrate every
school history for fifty years, and has
sent that illu3triou3 warrior down to
posterity, indissolubly connected with a
horse. In color, "Old Put" wa3 white;
in disposition, amiability itself. Never
in all the outrages and freaks committed
upon him by whole troops of children
was he ever known to exhibit the slight
est impatience, while to the old and r
firm he was a palladium of safety.
Dignified, affable and venerated, both
on account of age and character, "Old
Put" was an institution. There was
nothing frivolous about him, nothing
erratic. In short, he wa3 the embodi
ment of Presbyterian idea, in the shape
of a horse. One thing only in his per
sonal appearance did not sustain his
general character as it was known to all.
In early life, probably while owned by
some irreligious horse fancier, Put's tail
had been nicked, and from earliest recol
lection it presented the appearance of a
ghastly veepin:: willow, being always
carried at an angle of forty-five degrees,
the white hiir floating from it like the
locks of some venerable patriarch.
Now, like all boys worthy the name,
Charley and myself were mighty hunters,
and in the fall when wild pigeons passed
over the woods of Kentucky in vast
droves, we reveled in the sport of hunt
ing. This season only lasted for a few
weeks, and every Saturday, therefore,
was eagerly expected and gloriously
spent.
Never can we forget the sacrifices of
personal property, dear to our hearts, the
trades and artifices and shifts of all sorts
to which we resorted in order to obtain
ammunition for these autumnal hunts.
One Friday afternoon, in the mid it of
the pigeon season, when we could look
from the school-house window and see
drove after drove of birds darkening the
sky, Charley came to me with the infor
mation that he had secured, by a master
stroke of enterprise, a large amount of
powder, with shot in proportion, for the
next day, and we proceeded to map out
all the details of the hunt. The envy of
every other boy in the school was excited
by our boasts of what we proposed to do
on the morrow, and in our anticipated
success we went back to past exploits,
many of them imaginary:
Thrice fought our battles o'er again,
And tnnce we slew the slam.
The morrow came, but instead of the
"sun of Austerlitz," the heavens were
shrouded in gloom, and the rain flooded
the earth the long dreary day. Moodily,
desperately, Charley and myself sat
gazing through the dripping windows,
asking each other over and over the
savage questions: "What shall we do?"
and "Why does it always rain on Satur
day?" We were just in that condition of
mind when Satan makes his appearance,
and in a bland, respectable, gentlemanly
way, as Goethe tells us, proposes some
infernal scheme of ruin. On that event
ful day his Satanic majesty, true to his
antecedents, intruded himself and
prompted Charley to suggest that we
slip off and go hunting the next day,
Sunday.
At first the proposition was received
with horror, then we discussed it with
"bated breath," and finally we illus
trated the truth of that much hackneyed
quotation, "Vice is a monster of such
frightful mien," etc., by arranging all
the preliminaries. Charley was to take
charge of the ordnance department and
have guns and ammunition at a
certain secluded spot very early
the next morning, and I
was to be responsible for the transporta
tion, and to meet him with an ancient
family chaise and "Old Put." That
night I crept to bed with a feeling of
guilt and pretermitted my usual prayers.
A dozen times I determined to abandon
the unholy enterprise, and even after I
fell into a troubled sleep all sorts of
spectral visions floated around me. A
negro boy, whom I had suborned for the
purpose, waked me up at an early
hour, and my courage having partially
returned, I managed to secure the chaise
with "Old Put," and met Charley at the
rendezvous. In safety, without being
seen by a single person, we reached the
open country, and then, flinging to the
winds all reflections as to consequences,
we proceeded to elevate our feet above the
dashboard of the old chaise and to
smoke two very long but common cigars,
the only luxury of that kind our limited
exchequer could afford. Suddenly, at
a sharp turn in the road, we encountered
the ancestral family carriage of 'Squire
Joe Roberts, containing the Roberts
family, consisting of the father
and three maiden daughters, on
their way to the church at
an utterly unprecedented hour in the
morning. Old Pomp, a gray-haired
Kthiopian, sat in sober majesty on the
driver's seat, driving two family animals
as faithful himself. To the casual ob
server the vehicle and its attachments
were eminently suggestive of patriarchal
dignity and domestic propriety, but to
me it suggested nothing but agony and
tears. The Roberts family were staunch
.Presbyterians and noted for their strict
observance of the Sabbath, and I knew
that every orthodox Presbyterian felt
himself as much called upon before God
to inquire into the cause of any child be
ing at large on the Sabbath day and to
apprehend and deliver that child up to
its proper guardian as to assist a neigh
bor whose cattle had broken out and
were straying from the proper inclosure.
My tirst impulse wa to hide that vil
lainous cigar, which I intuitively felt
gave me a lawless and ruffianly appear
ance, and with the quickness of thought
I thrust it down into the outside pocKet
of my coat. Charley and myself were
side by side, and unfortunately my hand
with the burning cigar went into his
pocket and upon the tightly wrapped
paper of powder.
At the same moment 'Squire Roberts
discovered the extraordinary turnout,
comprising "Old Put" and two children
of the church, loose on Sunday morning.
The Roberts vehicle stepped, and as
Pomp proceeded to dismount from his
perch to open the carriage door there
was an explosion, such as my nervou3
system has never experienced since.
Charley and myself separated immediate
ly. He went over the fence into a
meadow and I passed clear over or
through the Roberts carriage, I have
never been certain which. Amidst the
shrieks of the Misses Roberts and the yells
of the 'Squire and old Pomp I spranir to
my feet, burning and half dead, to be
hold a scene of utter ruin. Roth vehi
cles were wrecked. Pomp was in the
midst of the debris and 'Squire Roberts
looked like the captain of an exploded
steamboat, but the central figure was
that of "Old Put." True to his military
title, that venerai animal stood his
ground, but terribly demoralized. He
had been blown forward on his fore
quarters, while his tail stuck straight up,
bald and blackened like a charred stump
after a forest fire.
It is hardly necessary to pursue the
subject further. Carried back in dis
grace on that bright Sabbath morning,
we were swathed and bandaged with
cruel kindness for days afterwards.
Special prayers were made for us at
church and prayer meeting. All the
Sunday-school scholars were brought to
see us as a warning, whilst the doctor
and minister alternated in jsicing
us bodily and spiritually.
But the disastrous consequences did
not end here. "Old Put" from that day
was no longer the same horse. From
having been the kindest and best and
safest animal in Kentucky he became
"Satan's own," and at Christmas, when
the firecrackers bsgan their annual fusil
ade, he was perfectly restless.
"Charley, do you recollect 'Old
Put?'"
A faint ripple of laughter satisfied me
there was hope for him yet.
.When the surgeon came on his nightly
round Charley was better, and in three
days out of danger. Maimed and dis
figured for "the land he loved," he is
married and living in Mississippi, and
has no doubt told his children the story
of our Sunday pigeon hunt and "Old
Put." Atlanta Constitution.
A New Aid to Sursrer.r.
Police Surgeon Oldshue has pur
chased for the Department of Public
Safety an apparatus which, it is ex
pected, will be of immense benefit in
certain cases of shoooing, stabbing, etc.,
that are brought to the attention of the
police at the various police station
houses. Many of the wounds which are
received by people in fights are in the
abdomen, and this apparatus is for the
purposes of determining whether the in
testines are injured, a very important
point in the treatment of persons so
situated.
By an explanation afterward afforded
the use of this apparatus will be a
means of saving many a man's life.
The apparatus has lately been invented,
and Police Surgeon Oldshue and Dr. Pol
lock have been the first to test its virtues
here. It consists of a rubber retort, to
which is attached a long rubber tube,
and is very simple as it appears laid out
in a doctor's office. Supposing that a
man is brought to one of the station
houses, shot or stabbed in the abdomen,
it is difficult to tell whether any of the
intestines are punctured. The retort i3
filled with hydrogen gas, which the sur
geon can easily prepare, and this gas is
injected into the vital parts with coa
siderable pressure. A tube is placed in
the wound, and if there is a wound in
the intestines the gas is bound to
come out by way of the wound and into
the tube.
By applying a lighted match to the
end of the tube it can be seen whether
the gas is escaping; for, if the ga3 is
there it will ignite. On the other hand,
if there is no wound in the intestines the
gas will escape by way of the mouth,
and by mean3 of proper instruments
there and the application of a light, it
can be seen if the hydrogen gas is thus
escaping.
A reporter, in talking with Police
Surgeon Oldshue, last night, about the
new apparatus, inquired:
"But is not hydrogen gas highly ex
plosive? and is it not unsafe to intro
duce it into the body in such a form?"
Dr. Oldshue replied: "That is the
opinion; but Dr. Stines, the inventor of
the apparatus, has followed the plan
with great success, as has Dr. Mordecai
Price, of Philadelphia. They have
shown that this is not only innocuous,
but an absolute diagnosis of intestinal
wounds."
"Well, but of what benefit is such a
knowledge?"
"If the intestine is wounded the opera
tion of laparotomy can be performed by
the opening of the abdomen, and the
wound of the intestine taken up and the
catgut ligatures applied to bring the
edges together, and with general anti
septic treatment the patient has a much
greater chance of recovery. It will afford
every opportunity to save the lives of
persons stabbed or shot, or otherwise
wounded in the abdomen."
Dr. Pollock asked that he be called
for the first case, where the doctor would
make the experiment. Not long ago a
Pole was shot in Soho, and Police Sur
geon Cldshue was called to attend him.
The wound was in the abdomen. Drs.
Oldshue and Pollock went to attend him,
and Dr. Oldshue decided to try the new
apparatus. By the action of the hydrogen
gas it was found that there was no ab
dominal wound. It was further decided
then that the patient be not operated on,
but kept quiet, though the bullet was in
his body. A few days sufficed for the re
covery of the Pole showing that, for the
tirst case at least, the apparatus made a
correct diagnosis. Pittiburg Dispatch.
Queen Margherita, of Italy, is popu
larly called "The Queen of Hearts."
few,
V'' x'Uvii'eA'vV
The above is a portrait of the famous
novelist, the late Rev. K. P. Roe, which is
to appear as the frontispiece to the special
'E. r. Roe Number' (October) of Lippin
coWs Magazine.
This number will contain a story by Mr.
Roe, "Queen of Spades," and an autobio
graphical sketch entitled "A Native Author
railed Roe." The title is a quotation from
Matthew Arnold, who, in one of his articles
on American civilization, had written this
sentence: "The Western States are at this
moment belli? nourished and formed, we hear,
on the novols of a native author called Roe.'
Roe insists that Arnold was ridiculously
unjust to the Western States, "where the
works of Scott and Dickens are more liberally
purchased and penerally read than in his
own .'and of 'distinction,' "and where tons of
pirated works are .-old annual!', "a thousand
to one of 'the author called Roe.' "
"The simple truth in the case is that, in
spite of this immense and cheap competition,
my novels have made their way and are be-in'-?
read anions multitudes of others. No
one buys or reads a book under compulsion,
and if any one thinks that the poorer the
book the better the chance of its being read
by the American people, let him try the
experiment. When a critic condemns
my l ooks. 1 accept that as his judgment;
when another critic and scores of men and
women, the peers of the tint in cultivation
and intelligence, commend the books, 1 do
not charge them with gratuitous lyin- My
one aim has become to do my work con
scientious j- and leave the final verdict to
tune and the public. I wish no other esti
mate than a correct one; and when the
public indicates that they have had enough
of Roe 1 shall neither whine nor write."
The whole article is written in the same
tone of honest and manly self-vindication
without any self -assertion, and on the other
hand without any Uriah Heap-like ":umble
ness" and self-deprecation. It gives a valua
ble insight into an exceptionally charming
and generous character, and will warm many
hearts toward the dead novelist.
The autobiography has a curious and
touching history. It was promised nearly
two or three years ago; but the natural
modesty of the man restrained him from be
ginning it, and it was only about three
weeks before his death, at a meeting of the
New York Authors' Club, whom this kindly
gentleman had invited to his cheery home,
that he informed the editor of Lippincotfs
that he was at work on the autobiography.
Two weeks later the manuscript arrived in
the magazine ofhee. On the morning of J uly
HO the managers of Lippincotfs received a
letter from Mr. Roe. They little thought
that the hand which had penned it was at
that very moment lying still in death, that at
that very moment the electric wires were
flashing the sad news all over the country.
Sheep Shearing by Machinery.
The process of sheep shearing by ma
chinery is now performed in Australia
by an ingenious kind of device, the re
sults, as represented, being very satis
factory. The apparatus in question is a
very simple one, being made on the
same principle as the cutter of a mower
or reaper, and the knives are worked by
means of rods within the handles, these
in their turn being moved by a core
within a long flexible tube, which is
kept in a rotary shaft, and wheels
driven by a stationary engine. The comb
is in the form of a segment of a circle,
about three inches in diameter, with
eleven conical-shaped teeth. Each ma
chine is worked by a shearer, and, as the
comb is forced along the skin of the ani
mal, the fleece is cut. The machine can
be run either with a steam or gas engine,
or by any ordinary horse power, and
does not easily get out of order. Neva
York Sun.
Blindness is Sot Sickness.
Judge Maguire rendered a decision re
garding the liability of beneficiary socie
ties for sick benefits, in San Francisco
that will be of much interest. Emanuel
Samuels sued the Scandinavian Society
for .$40 in sick benefits Samuels has
been a member since January, 1877. In
June of that year his eyes became weak
and he lost his sight to the extent that
was unable longer to pursue his ordinary
business. He received benefits for one
year, when the society refused to continue
payments, unless he was taken to a hos
pital. He refused to consent to go, and
the society refused to continue the bene
fits. The constitution of the society pro
vided that all recipents should go to a
hospital after a certain period of sick
ness. Judge Maguire further said that
blindness is hot sickness per se, and that
Samuels could not claim benefits when
his sickness was only blindness. Sac
memento (Cal.) Bee.
Inaccessible Gibraltar.
Gibraltar has been in the possession of
the British since 1701, but not without
many a contest with France and Spam,
who longed for that important rock which
gives to its owner the key to the Medi
terranean Sea. England guards thi3
garrison with jealous care. Every avail
able point for defense is bristling with
weapons; the mountain is honeycombed
with galleries, and batteries hewn in the
rock from every side. Immense stores
of provisions and munitions of war are
constantly maintained, while an army
of infantry, artillery and engineers make
life on its barren peak. Courier- Joum il.
Mrs. Captain Tom is the name of the
richest Indian in Alaska. She is worth
about 20,000f and lives royally at Sitka,
surrounded by slaves. She lately joined
the Presbyterian Mission.
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