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TRUTH WIL CONQUER.
JEFFERSON, ASHE COUNTY, ft. C., FRIDAY, OCTOBER U, 1892.
NUMBER 14.
VOLUME II.
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J-'nttrrd at the Ptetoffice at Jeffermn, jY. C,
at ucondshw matter. ,
In Tiew of tin recent complaints about
the "injurious action" of tinned good
en th human economy, ft ii intenntiag
to oote In tba New York Recorder that
reoent experimeotfi hj Lung and other
well-known German chemuti have de
monstrated the fact that aluminum if
practically unattaokod by fruit juices,
condensed milk, and the various con
stituents of preaerred meats and ege-
There is a patient and industrious maa
named Rila Kiltridge, of Belfast, He.,
who is putting Mr. Olsdetooe's great
speeches oa pustal oards, whieh he sends
" to th &tmH Old Stem:- 'Htn wee f
he catir be manages to get 20,000
" words. Mr. Cridatooe is himself ad
dicted to the postal card habit; but
whea be get some of these missives, he
Bsuat leal that he has the disease In a
--vsttf amUl form. ; - - -
,. ajpamesWeassajBSsaswaessBei
Vr. OeOTge Bird Orinaell, of the
Font aad Stream Publishing Company,
aa asUueiastie huater of vtdw ezperi
,,Moe, Rives, , to Seribmer, s frepmc ear-
Wive trf jaw etloet epm and write
,au v4lwt'"sd f awing saspeotiaa; the
etaaneieei staiightar that has made the
title of this aniole, "The Laat of the
Buffalo." so appropriate. He says: "Of
the millions of baftWo which even in our
en time ranged the pittas in freedom,
none now remain. Prom the prairies
which they used to darken, the wild
herdij down to the last straggling bull,
have disappeared."
The American hog is still engaged in
pushing hit nose into other countries,
announces the Chicago Sun. Persecu
tion, proscription, libel, Infamous lan
ders, and even bayonets cannot keep him
from inserting his savory snout into a
foreign land, and when onoe he lifts his
mall, twinkling eyes upon a people they
immediately become charmed with his
toothsome possibilities and are the will
fng slaves of his porkshlp. The latest
cooquest which the Yankee hog has
achieved is that of Mexico. According
to a dispatch from Kansas City, Senoi
Eorique Tore, a Mexican merchant, hat
been in that city making arrangements
for shipping hogs to Mexico for slaugh
ter. What the New York Post considers a
fraud of a peculiarly abominable char
acter has come to light in Germany,
where a number of workmen and en
gineers employed at the great Bochum
Association for Mining and Steel Foun
.dry have been arrested on a charge of
elling defective rails, wheels, axles,
etc., by means of a system of forgery.
This material was supplied to the Ger
man State Railway, and then some for
eign corporations. It appears that the
State -Railway employed an inspector to
tamp auch goods ati had withstood the
regular tests. The inorimlnated work
men are accused of having made false
stamps, with which they marked mater
ial which bad not been examined; with
repairing boles, cracks, and other de
fects in the rails with a particular
cement, and so giving the inferior and
useless material the appearance of fin
ished work, and with substituting re
jected rails for tnose which the officials
bad handed over to be stamped as sat
isfactory, and marking the good rails
with the forged stamps. The incentive
to the frauds was the fact that the work
men are paid a premium on the amount
o( work passed by the inspector. How
long they have been indulging in these
dishonest practice, how general the
distribution of defective material has
been, is still as uncertain as the possible
cousequencea of the rascality.
There are two hundred and seventy
religion in the United Kingdom,
Tbo pareBt kiu
In tbo world is this
Th kits that a mother Uyi
On her child's fresh lips
As he blithely trips
To meet the world and its ways.
Tle sweetent kiss
In the world is this
Tne first long kiss of love,
Whfti Mme in not.
And th. "artb'a forgot,
An Eden drops i om above.
The saddest kiss
In the world is this -The
!ias on nnanflwering clay.
When dead lips tell
We must sob farewell
Till the dawn of the Judgm.'Dt day.
riiu'B"i Mail.
MY AUNT WASHINGTON
BY VIRUINIA FHAZER BOVI.E.
My Aunt Washington had half the
county t her fect ; she kuw ft, mid lout
not a whit of the vantage therchy. I
bud observed it with pride, for nothing
at that time ewjijwd my note, though 1
own with mortiticHtion thst only thr
Sunday hrfore thr time of whK-h I spfuk
1 had cried aloud in thi gcat mfftlug at
the Court House, from having lost my
red morocco shoe, by reason of a stmjt
man sitting oo my foot. Not thst my
foot vm hurt, but that I feared the loss
of my shoe, which being red, was very
pretty, though truly a sous At, grand
mother and my main Jane making much
ado in getting them on in time. But
they were brought to me from New York,
a great journey in thst day, meaning to
me the Whole of the outer world. I re
member welf how : my "round rlieeks
burned, though my tears were still drop
ping from, the loa of my finery, when my
father lifted me by one arm over the
heads of ahe people, the seats being ar
ranged in a semicircle one over the other,
and never paused until-he bad deposited
roe safely in my own chair at home.
Aunt Washington had not gone to
meeting, pleading a headache, though I
found ner in the garden among the
sweet alyssum beds, laughing and talk
ins with Hear? Lvtte lie chucked me
under the chin, when ha bed heard m;
i my
tearful storr, for my shoe had been left
twaind suL ? dmtrw W. tmh
would trouble to fetch ft; but Aunt
Washington laughed and gave me a
peppermint from her pocket. She liked
my small frivolity, she avowed, and de
clared me a thorough woman.
I liked not the appearing of Henry
Lytle, by reason, perhaps, of my grand
mother's aversion, for Bhe could not
abide his presence; particularly, as Aunt
Washington touched her lip at my sud
den appearing, and Henry Lytle made a
wry face, shrugging -up his shoulders.
Aunt Washington was the youngest
child of my grandmother and osly sur
viving daughter, and was a pretty widow
of three years' standing.
Now my grandmother held peculiar
views In regard to widowhood, bearing
out all principles with honest practice,
that upon the return of a woman to her
father's bouse, she having been wid
owed, she should resume the subservience
of her former childhood, particularly
until five years of mourning should be
passed; and though Aunt Washington
was possessed of a cosy little fortune in
her own right, from her husband, grand
mother ruled her youngest daughter with
a rod of iron. My father, being mostly
under the same roof, came in for his
portion of courtierahip, and though my
grandmother whs a wonderfully charm
ing woman, she was none the Ichh a des
pot in her own way.
We dawdled among the flowers until
high uoon of this August Sunday. I free
as air and barefoot. Aunt Washington
having suggested the advisability of re
moving my remaining shot; altogether
unrestrained in grandmother's absence,
chasing the white and yellow butterflies
with my Hunday bat, at the expense of
the artificial wreath upon it, whose
petals were wofully whntttred. But what
difference did it miike, when the gniilen
was full of the living flower.?
Henry Lytle looked at his watch when,
at the turn of the lane, we saw tht; church
party approaching, and, likening us to
mice, said something unintelligible about
the morrow, stooped his tall head and
kissed both Aunt Washington and me,
much to my astonishment, for- grand
mother was wont to deliver severe dis
sertations upon the promiscuous oscula
tion of the seves, holding that kisses
were unholy things, even upon an unof
fending infant, but Aunt Washington
gave me peppermint, which was a suffi
cient hint as to my discretion. When
frandmother's royal silk rustled in nt the
ront gate (grand mot her was more gru
eious of a 'Sunday) Henry Lytle1 Imig
legs had girdled the gnrden fence at the
rear for an instant, and he whs gone.
Monday was a great day at the "Kims, "'
a day of clearing awity the literal and
imaginary cobwebs that hud gathered
over Sunday, that being the' only day in
tho calendar, excepting Christ mas, where
in the whisk and dust cloth were not
used with mental and monil vigor.
Upon that particular Monday grand
mother was summoned to attend a dying
friend, a friend of her own girlhood.
Now, grandmother believed there was a
time for all things, even a time to dance,
which she afterwards proved, but in
spite of the ties of years of association,
it was very unreasonable in Martha to
take to dying of a Monday, she averred.
However, duty was duty, and as such my
grandmother never shirked it; so, with
out delay, the family carriage was fetched,
and with many directions to the maids
gnd special admonitions to Aunt Wash
ington in regard to lWvHtte preserve,
oflw in a state oi prepay
rustle -of silk ana '4 wm$ h
jSr-Tmy
grandmother Was dtivett away, Hrvng
the household world to Aunt Wasa j u
and to me. .
My ideas as to our respective occupa
tions for the morning are not very clear
at this late day. I had an allotted daily
task upon my sampler, into which pat
tern grandmother had stuck a pin to
mark its limitations, and I remember
that my Aunt Washington was unusually
busy.
My sampler was very exasperating and
my crewels snarled unmercifully. The
text was, "Honor and Shame from So
Condition Rise.' I had gotten through
the basket of primroses with cross-Btltch
and into "Shame,'1 tud now I was sha
ping my canvas In a must srovenrv man
ner, wishing that I was a boy or a butter
fly or something not required by grand
mothers or nature to work sampler?,
when my senses were assailed by voices
from the kitchen, as well us the aroma
of boiling quince. My intuition told
me that it was Henry Lytle, an I hud
no time in satisfying that sense by proof.
He was standing by one side of the big
bnuw kettle, and Aunt Washington on
the other, with a wooden spoon in her
hand. They were arguing about some
thing, nod Aunt. Washington looked half
laughing, half-frightened.
Henry Lytle in my grandmother's
kitchen! Ala! Alas! such indecorum
and he had dared, and Aunt Washing
ton bad dared! - oh! grandmother!
grandmother !
Hut he said something more about
mice, and chuckled me under the chin
again, and Aunt Washington neat me,
with exact particularity, to require of
Aunt Peggy, the housekeeper, seven
sticks of cinnamon.
Once upon my miaion, in spite of the
dignity of my seven years, I forgot to re
turn iumediately. It must have been an
hour or so later, when, guiltily unbraided
by wwiirisBWj t gatfeeted vfr TyeVelt
cinnamon stlcka. The house seemed
strangely quiet, and from the kitchen
came the alarmingly unpleasant odor of
burning sirup; I say alarming, for the
escape of such an odor into my grand
mother's house was a positive catas
trophe.
1 ran as faat aa my chubby legs would
carry me, calling upon Aunt Waamngtoe,
bat no Armt Washington responded. TfewT
content of the big brass kettle
burning at the bottom and boiling over.
I tiptoed on a chair and stirred t with
the wooden spoon, burning my fingers In
the operation, but I was too dWvrlffd t
weep, and besides no one was there to
comfort mc. I tried to lift the seething
Biun ; i nugni as wen nave men w mn
Black Mountain. Not a maid was in aifrht
or neuring. Aunt Peggy was deaf, i,r.d
from my position I might have shouted
until doomsday, for all that she could
hear.
If woe could have put out the fire the
preserves would have been saved; how
ever, I wandered about helplessly, still
holding on to the wooden spoon, when I
spied a bag of peppermints that Aunt
Washington had "thoughtfully left upon
the kitchen table ; these I grasped as my
only solace in this time of trouble, and
never stopped until I was iu my own little
bed, head and ears covered, still holding
fast to the peppermint.
I heard the maids return, then a stir
and a bustle. 1 knew that mown maid
was seeking for me. In the foar of my
grandmother's anger, I had almost for
gotten the absence of Aunt Washington.
Where was Aunt Washington? Where
was Henry Lytle? 1 heard the approach
ing wheels, signaling my grandmother's
return I heard the brewing of the
storm, culminating in the arrival of a
message which "trusted that the pre
serves were not spoiled, and begging
grandmother's pardon. Aunt Washing
ton had gone to marry Henry Lytic!"
"And where is Frances .Van?" demand,
nd my grandmother.
Feeling myself summoned, I descend- ,
ed from my nest like a culprit, and amid
sobs, I related nil I knew, even down to1
the peppermints and seven cuinai
sticks.
The sun had ceased to shine on my
grandmother's house. My father had
suddenly decided to make n trip to New
Y ork, to be gone for a matter of five or
six months, and left me alone in my
childish sorrow, after having vainly
promised to bring me more things than I
ever could have dreamed of things to
tally unsuited and inappropriate, for a
child of my tender years.
My grandmother was Mleut, but scrupu
lously exact in the daily business of life,
and persistently rcfaiHcd to consider any
presupposed advances to be made by Aunt
Washington and Henry Lytic in the fu
ture. Hajd my grandmother, "Serena
has made her own bed, and she can lie
in, it, " .
Soon after my father's departure my
grand mot her sent fur Barrister tuills.
Now Barrister tullls was the family at
torney, as his father had been before him ;
one if the powerful triumvirate in great
old families, without whoso attendance
great family occasions were nui! and
void. t,
Socd-cakes were brought and a pair of
cobwebby bottles, for service in my
grand mothers boudoir, a ceremonial al
ways preceding important business tran
sactions. I'pon his departure I encountered Bar
rister Quills upon the pinKza, whereupon
he patted me on the headend called mc
a very clever ch'ld, taking'unusual notice
of me.
Affairs were very quiet in nij wrand
moth'T's house, hut my grandrflotrftbe
cainc suddenly aware that I was in- ned
of an education, so a governess asti
music-master were provided for me, rrW
pantalettes wore made a little more or
nute, and with all this care I soon becamti
a most miserable little creature-
V
hair ' flr my daily . jwftv,4i3
grandmother s drawing room (inere were
visitors), when, my bait becoming
in some way entangled with the cane,
for it curled naturally, I cried out.
"La!" said -fane, "hunt you 'shame,
Miss Frances, ter cry out lack er baby,
when Ole Miss dona sot you up fur er
leetle lady I" and she tweaked my hair
again, at which my tears continued to
flow. 'L "When Ole Miss done cut Miss
S'rena out'n de will, lack she done cut
Marser Leo, and 'mek you de heir I
Hain't you 'shame, whon you oughter be
proud an' high !"
"What, Jane!" I cried, aghasl, "Won't
grandmother have Aunt Washington for
hef daughter ever any more?"
"No," said Jane, "she done takes you
in her place."
"Me!"
"Yes." said Jane, with a cautious
shake of her linger, "an' you oughter
have fitteti ter your 'sition, Miss Frances.
rcy do say. Miss Frank, as how miss
S'rena is dat happy wid Henry Lytic ehe
don't keer."
"Where is my Aunt Washington?" 1
demanded.
"Hush! I hain't got her; overter yer
Cousin Dorcas'," said -lane, "but none
uv us fum here hain't ter sec her er ter
speak ler her. Ole Miss say w."
"1 won't have her place, and I'll tell
irrHndmother so! ' 1 cried, stamping rav
foot, as was customary with me in those
dava, on a suddeu rise of temper. "-I'll
just, tell grandmother so, so there!"
"Better leave Ole Mis, 'lone," said
Jane in an awestruck tone. "Kf she
wanter leave yon all she got, you can't
toi hit."
Mv irrandmothcr had disinherited my
Aunt Washington, as she had my I'ncle
Loo, the year before I was born, aad
who had never returned . from Franca
since that eventful period.
vTime wore on, and I with. an,. -uiwawj;,
6s3flfcrw1tr; !as 1 deemed it, mv bor
rowed dignity. My father returned ami
loaded me with gilt until I skipped
about like a bedizened Indian princess,
but still I was not happy, for I feared to
confide my troubles to my father w ithout
my grandmother's advice.
At last we heard that there was soother
Serena, at the house of my Cousin Dorcas,
Serena, roae-ieavcd and ti
H-'was only whispered, and I went to
bed, fevered with interest and silent cu
riosity, for I dared not mention the news
to my grandmother.
She had chang I of late, was sometimes
sbwp and drvnv. " "be wsJ
ting, giving me skin after skein to un
tangle, only to mesh them again. My
grandmother was strangely out of sorts
my governess am not please her; my mu
sic master elicited no interest, in fact, she
was fain to put the little map out of the
house altogether, and evun my voice was
harsh in my grandmother's ears.
IVrhaiis she was thinking of her distant
son, perhaps of my beautiful Aunt Wash
ington, perhaps n'f the little baby she had
not even seen. Howbeit, my grandmother
was sufficiently out of humor to catechise
me on geography, and finding me wnfully
unresponsive she boxed my ears and sent
me from the room.
Now, the sting of mortification was
heavier than the weight of ray grand
mother's hand, and gulping a something
that held the nervous semblance of a
riece of crusty corn bread in the throat,
wandered tearfully among the elms. i
would do something Child as 1 was, I
felt that I was occupying the position of
an interloper, and such a position was
unlearable. I had my own place to fill,
and could not take Aunt Washington's,
no matter how much my grandmother
wished it. I'nder her cold exterior I
knew thHt she was grieving, that she
never would be happv again in the ah-
sence of her child, though she might, die
in her pride without a word.
Beyond the arching elms, at sight of
me, my father's horse, a blooded animal,
whinnied from his tether, eager to be
gone. I flatted his sensitive flank that
quivered beneath ray touch. He was
saddled and bridled, and yet my father
had not come. Suddeuly a great thought
i rem oien at my heart and leaped into my
puises. The house of my cousin Dorcas
was only six miles away. I knew every
inch of the road, every brake, every
plum thicket. I would heal the family
breach; I would yield my false position;
I would go and fetch Aunt Washington.
No one was about. Quick as thought,
though steathily. I climbed into the sad
dle, prepared for once todo my masters
credit; and rode slowly through the
heart of the town, lest I should attract
undue attention. Though people turned
once and again to look at my Imre hend
and streaming hair, for I had forgotten
my bonnet, I was not molested.
All alone, without even Jeoffry to fol
low after nearly a year of curbing, auch
bliss, such freedom! At tUte edge of the
wood I gavo into a brink canter, to
wmon tnc spin tea Hero was not averse.
Mow it would have worried Jeoffry to
Keep nnrcasi oi mat. upon his ambling
rob! Such delicious air, such delicious
freedom, with my long curls whipping
my back
like
many looscucd bridle
reins.
Almost in mv enjoyment I had for
gotten my mission, when right iu the
middle of the road, only few paces
ahead, a bare-legged urchin threw up his
hat. I screamed, but too late, for once
again the dark thing whirled, and, with
a vicious yell, the little rascal disap
peared. Nero reared suddenly upon his
haunches, then, wheeling like a thing
possessed, took back through the tan
gled wood. Too frightened to think, I
dropped the rein and flattened myself
against his neck, holding with all my
childish strength to the rising and falling
mane. On, on, through the brake and
tangle, scraping me almost from mv seat.
the frightened animal sped; oa, on now
bock to the edge of the town. With
W-'losed eyes I heard the shout of the
I One day, Jane, my maul, revealed ' the
men, thftwream of the women to "save
tho little child!" I thought of my
ton, the little baby I Mad never known.
All now would o on without me; they
would riever know how I tried to m.
them all happy. They would never
know that it was not a childish prank
and I would have died, in vain, in
vajn.
I must have been dreaming ; I thought
I was dead, but I was in my own little
bed, whose muslin curtains looked like
snow in the sunlight. Somebody sat at
a table, petting, and there -rere tears in
the eyes that looked now add again upon
my bed. Was this my grandmother
that tender pain hers that lay upon brow
and lip? She stirred, I closed my eyes
again; perhaps I dreamed, but on my
cheek 1 felt such kisses raiu as 1 had
never known in all my orphaned itfe be
fore, murmured caretfses, sending ted
der thrills to wake 'that, part of myyung
heart that would have been my mother's.
For many days I balanced :ts and
death with fever, bruises ami a broken
arm. hoidin? often throutrh the weary
night grandmother's hand in mine, and
then they came from far to ask for mc
and shame mc with a fair talc of my
bravery. 'Twas wonderful, they said,
for such a child as I to sit phi flrnilv and
so long.
One dav when all were gone and
could creep about like a small ghost from
chair to couch, from couch to chair flgnin,
mv irmod mother hail set down a tiny
table right before my chair, aud on itt
Jcotfry placed the sccd-cakes and the
wine I breathed the very atmosphere of
ceremony, as my grandmother twk a seat
aero. from my wan seii-- w oen
drank and choked sod. half :n Irnr, had
nibbled a cake, mv grandmother hined
upon her arm and looked i
"Frances," ah sid? hi tone hotlvgrave.
and slow, speaking for the first time ot
my escapade, "it was a naughty thing of
you to take your latner s norse, a wnn
and vicious thing he hardly dares to
ride; it was a wicked thing to steal away
alone without permission, though you
must have had your reasons, child, for
you are not a fool. What were they,
Frances; why did you go?" ,The keen
gray eyes were fixed npon my own hard.
inquisitive, uncompromising now; I must
nave surely nreameo tuey ever looxeo in
love. I huog my head and whispered :
"lo fetch Aunt Washinjyrpo home.
"And whatifj." ! -ours
With ffb. A weakness, this was more
than I couhfneax. I fell u)ron my knees
and clapped my grandmother's skirts
w ith ray unhurt arm. ' ' Because," 1
aobbed, "I don't want Aunt Washing
ton's place; I don't want to be a fine
lady, as Jane says I must; I don't want
any lessons, any musfc, anything. Take
her hack, and the little baby, too, grand
motherthe little baby that is just the
same to you as I am Jane said so.
flense let us all be happy, ana let me he
good again. "
My grandmother drew herself away
and looked at me. I must have been a
very pitiful sight, with my bandaged arm
and great wide eyes, for my grandmother
turned and left the room miiiDuta word.
All the morning 1 felt that I was under a
cloud , but about noon my grandmother
sent again for Barrister Quills, and over
the seed cakes and the wine I was made
a party to the proceedings.
1 have not a very clear recollection as
to what passed, perhaps due to my years,
or to the wine to which 1 was unaccus
tomed, but that night, as grandmother
tucked me in my crib and put out the
light (grandmother always performed
that omce tor me wncn there were no
guests in the drawing-room) she bent
over me and whispered as gentlv as her
softened humor bade: "My Frances, she
shall come."
There were great preparations at the
"Elms" for the reception of Mrs. Henry
Lytle, my grandmother irresistibly Blur
ring the male portion in her mention of
it. She never did anything by halves
(perhaps excepting this), and euch bak
ing and larding was unknown since my
own dear mother's, marriage. Thu big
foiks from far and near were bidden to a
toast, the like of w hich was the superla
tive of every comparison for many a year.
In some way or other I was to film re as
a heroine, though my small head was un
able to grasp the reason why. But it
was all us good as a play, of which Aunt
Washington told me, where all tho feo
ple were gay and marched off and on a
stage.
1 vtiin pranked out in a brocaded satin
petticoat, and had ny hair dressed most
inappropriate tor my vears; but Aunt
Washington, of Aunt Lytle, aa I should
properly cat) her, would have it so, and
Mistress Ly tie's word whs not to w
questioned. My arm. provokingly slow
to mend, was bound in one of Henry
Lytle's beaJ neckerchiefs. My grand
mother wnKgorgeous as a Grand Duchess,
andjhappicr, too, 'tis fair to wager, than
many) another beside n throne. To her
grnnd)dnughtcr, her black satin train
gave llnore the aromn of dig-ity than ran
ever attain die with woman.
Aunt Washington, beside her lover
husbana, wore the bridal robes she had
not worn1 in her hasty flight, now with
the blessin s of us all.
Oh, how ,bey dnnced ! I looked upon
them from nv little chair, pushed close
beside my trand mothers , own, "Sir
Koirer de CovrSev " woke the echoes of-U
,he ril.l.tn.3. Mv grandmother larf
out with Bnrrt4wr Quills; Aunt Wash
i4tor
diwi
ouf)l
fbAhj
pnboi
ns,
ington followed I with my father; twenty,
thirtv, forty couVe8-"ah ! no, I could not
count them flashing their colors like
changeable rainbows against the vibrant
wail of violin. On, on, through the
honra, with th pave of f teup; or th
tipping of a glass. On, oft,
iBritfetarjei wello Voice that told my,
happy childish heart that peace could
brood again upon the " Kims." On, on,
through heavy lids that wonia nucuuee,
I see them yet through all the darker
days that came and passed and on the
topmost stair to wave s kiss at me, her
white robes, pinion of my childish
dream, tho rose unwithenng upon her
breast, the best-loved of my kindred, my
Aunt Washington.
A Meorsebaum Ulna.
The schooner Nyra Harkins, Capwaiw
Hnrkins, arrived from Mexican porta
few days since and it now lying at sv
ti'in ft of the sea wall.
Among the passengers of the steamer
was Juan Gnrcis, a wealthy mine owner
in Mexico and a gentleman with a varied
experience extending back many years
in tliat country. He baa been in Mexico
and Lower California for over seventeen
years, and has many interesting stone
to tell of his adventures in the land of
our southern neighbors. His principal
work has been that of prospecting, and
he has met with more than the ordinary
suixes in delving for the precious metal.
Shortly before he left for San Francwco
be located one of the richest mines in
Lower California. He made, his find
nr.tr Basarjo bay, and M the samples he
brought with him are a criterion of the
at uff lieneath the surface the wealth of
the mine must be fabulous. He showed
a reporter yesterday some of the samples.
The quart, bears gold, copper and silver;
some of it free gold and some native
silver. ' jS' V1 ""
. v -itondr Oaricl speaks of this mine as a
bagatelle compared with another dis
covery be recently made. This last find
whs no less than a meerschaum' mine,
which he accidentally stumbled across
-wl'b'a Fretteh priest : -:e
"This," he said holding up a sample
of the product in the shape of a brick. '
"is more valuable than all the gold and
silver mines put together. This is the
genuine mecrsdhiaum, and we have
mine jof it.- Wo require no blasting or
tunne ing or pulling up of stamps and
mills to get it out. We can chop all we
want of, ft out J with an ax. and there is
no trouble iu snipping it away." San
Francisco Call. i
He Wanted Hit Fruit.
The author of ,"Th6
tells the following story of a one-armed
convict in the south, whote duty it was
to couple cars on the railroad: -
One evening he was standing on th
end of the first flat car, pin in hand,
ready to makje a coupling when the
engine should approach closely enough.
He was holding -some oranges, and hi
attention was somewhat divided between
his duty and the safety of bit fruit ' Tba
engine was not backing in out coming
pilot first, and when the coupling bar
struck the socket the shock threw the
man off his feet. He fell between the
two, and before the engine could be
stopped it struck him, doubled him.' to
gether and ran over his body, lifting th
truck wheels quite off the track. There
he was, wedged into a ball sustaining
the whole enormous weight, and the pilot
was canted over him at an angle of 45
degrees.
The captain of the gang supposed the
man to be dead, and it was with no hopo
of saving him that he shouted to the
convicts to pry up the engine at onoe.
They ran at the word. Beams www
thrust under, the great mass of metal '
was raised bv main force and the man
was pulled out. To the amazement of
every one he stretched himself, felt his
limbs and body, slowly regained his feet
and said :
"Whar's my oranges f"
Sources of Beautiful Color
The cochineal insects furnish a great
many fine colon. Among them are the
gorgeous carmine, the crimson, soar let
carmine and pur le bikes. The cuttle
fish, gives the sepia. It is the inky fluid
which the fish discharges in order to
render the water opaque when attacked.
Indiana yellow comes from the camel. -Ivory
chips produce the ivory black and
bone black. The exquisite Prussian
blue is made by fusing horses' hoofs and
other refuse animal matter with impure
potassium carbonate, This color was
discovered nccidently. Various lakes
are derived from roots, barks and gums.
Blue-blnck comes from the charcoal of
the vine stalk. Lampblack is soot from
cerain resinous substances. Turkey red
is made from the madder plant, which
grow in Hindustan, The yellow sap of
a tree of Si am produces gamboge i the i
natives catch the sap in coooanut shell.
Raw sienna is the natural earth from th "
neighborhood of Sienna, Italy. Raw '
umber is also an earth found near Umbria
mid burned. India ink is made from
burned camphor; the Chinese are the
only manufacturers of this ink. Mastic
is made from the gum of the mastic
tree, which grows in the Grecian
Archipelago. Bistre is the soot of wood
oidies, Chinese white is tine, scarlet is
iodide of mercury, and native vermillloB
is from a quicksilver 'ore catVid oimuv 1
bar. Now York Herald.
The "Goapel Barge" of Bishop Walker :
( Episcopal), of North Dakota, soon to be '
launched at Bismarck, will be called the?
Missouri Missioner, and wilt be used for ;
Christian work in towns and camp along -
, . - - - v!
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asTBet nr breadth. The Biahe
with this barge churchtd reaV
people who could not Atherwif
divine service, and It Is to be
general Christian work of every I
the region sails for. r 'K y "