W. Fletcher Ausbon, Editor
yros mDt for country and for truth."
VOL, IV;
PLYMOUTH, N. CM FEIDAY, APKIL 7, 1893.
NO. 43.
Published by ltoanote Publishing Co.
,'. : - - Professor Huxley knows of no a priori
reason "why snake-bodied reptile fifty
feet long and upward should not disport
themselves in our seas as they did id
those ol the cretaceous epoch
y The Bt. Louis Republic takes no stock
' in the theory of the overproduction of
- cotton. It says that when the Southern
'farmers raise all their foodstuff they can
not produce too much cotton. But
; the trouble is that they will not raise
all their foodstuff for a long time to
r "Walter B. Harris aud li. G. Cunning
ham-Graham, two Londoner?, assert thai
they encountered in Southern Morocco,
at the foot of the Atlas Mountains, a
. 'dozen or fourteen men) nono of whoil
were over four feet and a half tall, who
are believed to belong to a tribe who in-'
'"habit the upper range of the mountains.
It is probable, predicts the San Fran
icisco Chronicle, that the device for dis
' ipensing with the services of telegraph
operators will be like the machine for
'setting type. .' Human ingenuity can go
a long way, but it cannot furnish brains;
' land brains are very essential in telegra-
According to the Courier-Journal the
great scramble for gold is now regarded
in Europe as a sign that European peace
'is soon to be broken. Gold is not only
'being locked up in the Imperial Treasury
y of Russia, but in storehouses of other
' .'continental Governments, and the feel
, iag of anxiety on this account is wide
'ipread. No sooner b&ve European aeronauts
improved their balloons almost to the
point of perfection for military uses than
along comes a Russian scientist with an
apparatus which captures the rays of the
sun and employs them to burn the bal
iloons. A Russian paper states that the
(balloons can be burned when at a dis
tance of five kilometers from the person
handling the apparatus. . ' :? ' i .
i The London Oraphic has a portrait
and sketch of Potara, a Maori c&nnibal,
who is eighty-five years old and still has
a good set of natural teeth. He has not
eaten a white man since 1816. He
speaks well of white folks, but for a
steady diet prefers a . Maori, as the
"whites, or Pakdhas,M,have"a salty and
bitter flavor.' Potara must have a re
tentive memory of his tastes. '
Persons who are inclined to take a
gloomy view of' pauperism and crime in
-.New York, would do well, suggests the
!News, of that city, to glance at the of-
- ficial reports of the municipality of Lon
don, The two years ending January 1,
. ,1891, the date of the last biennial re
,port, the cost of maintain the paupers
v of London was 3,340,000, the equiva
lent of about $11,700,000. Daring the
'two years there were 109,718 criminal
convictions. While these figures show
that the percentage of crime and pauper
ism in London greatly exceeds that of
New York, the same report indicates a
''much lower percentage of attendance in
.the public schools. '";
Italy expends every year $96,000,000
for her soldier?, and less than $4,000,000
for schools. ; In Spain it costs $100,000,
000 to main the armv. and onlv $1,500.'
000 to educate the children; but then, it
is the exception to find a Spauish farmer
who is able to read or write. Germany
boasts of being in the foremost rank
among the Nationsin the Kulturkampf
of the world; yet she expends $185,
000,000 on her army, while $10,000,000
. is deemed sufficient for the education of
her children. France maintains an army '
at an expense of $151,000,000 and, sup
ports her schools with $21,000,000.
The United States expend $115,000,003
for public schools, while the army and .
navy cost only $54,000,000. , '
j - Within the past two years a number of
reefs and islands in the Pacific Ocean,
long known to mariners, have disap
peared from view, leaving no evidence
that they ever existed. ..No one under
stands the phenomenon, unless it be that
herd and there the floor of the ocean has
subsided with unusual rapidity, though
not with such violence as to be betrayed
by the agitation of the sea. The fact is
simply known that these stretches of roef
or bits of land, some of them rising frdm
. I 1 l - 1.11 -l 9 S-V. , iV. to
me ciepms, aau mi uim&ou uu iuomB,
can no longer be found. One or two war
ships, with orders to' visit some of these
places, have cruised around in great be-
wiUcrment, unable to dad the objects of
their uest;
The flying years.
As a dream when night is done,
As a shadow flees the sun;
As a ship whose white sails skim
Over the horizon dim, '
As a life complete of days
Vanisheth from mortal ways.
As a hope that pales to fear .
Is the dying of the year.
As the first gold shaft of. light '
Shivers through the wrack of night;
As the thrill and stir that bring
Promise of the budding spring:
As new thoughts of life that rise
Mirrored in a sick man's eyes,
As strange joy to hearts forlorn.
Bo another year is born.
Glad or sad, a dwindling span
Is the little life of man,
Love and hope and work and tears t
Fly before the flying years;
Yet shall tremulous hearts grow bold
All the story Is not told . . . '
For around us as a sea . ' x
Spreads God's great Eternity. '
-' Christian Burke, in Atalanta?
TJ1E PRINCIPLE OF IT.
BT OXOBQK E. WALSH.
DRIZZLY rain "made
the streets of New
, York muddy and
sloppy. Within the
small circles cast by
the electric-lamps
the falling globules
of mist and rain re
sembled sparkling
diamonds dropping
from the inky dark
ness overhead. The
sticky moisture ol
the salt air penetrated to tho marrow of
the bones, and made one feel uncom
fortably warm and surly. '
It was midsummer, and the humidity
in the air made the heat less endurable.
John Scollard threw open his light over
coat and tried to take advantage of every
breath of cooling air. He was walking
leisurely toward the steamboat dock,
thinking, meanwhile, of the, change in
the atmosphere which he would experi
ence when he reached the hotel down by
the sea. ; .' . ';
"Evenin' papers, sir, only a cent," a
newsboy shouted in an appealing voice,
shoving the sheet before tho banker's
eyes. ; :. - , ,
He pushed by without speaking. Neat
the crossing he put his foot in an inch ol
mud, and drew 'back just in time to
avoid being run over. . Muttering words
of anger against the careless driver, and
inwardly cursing the muddy streets, he
glanced ruefully down at his soiled
shoes. .-,
"The other side of the street, sir, is
cleaner," a sweet voice said close to him,
and you will not get so muddy."
It was only the flower girl no, wo
man, who had kept her position on the
street corner in spite of the rain. Her
sweet violets, red roses, and early tulips
were wet with the mists, but, they en
joyed the ducking and appeared more
attractive than usual.
Than you," Mr. Scollard said.
He turned around to take the advice
of the woman. He walked a tew steps
ana then halted. He seldom bought
flowers. He had nq one to give them
to and he was not particularly fond of
them himself. But an act of kindness
deserves some compensation. I
Give me some of your flowers the
prettiest ones you have," he said he, feel
ing in his pocket for a bilL '.;
"Violets, roses, or tulips, sir?" .
"Ob, anything- I'm not particular,"
he answered quicklv.
The vender of flowers was used to her
work. , SK5 understood human nature.
In a few moments she had deftly put to
gether a pretty bouquet of flowers, and
handed them to the stranger. The man
threw down a dollar bill and started to
walk away.'
Your change, sir," the flower woman
interrupted in the same well -modulated
voice. ,
Never mind "
He stopped. . One lock at the sweet
face convinced him that he wss not deal
ing with a subject for charity. . He ex
tended his hand and looked admiringly
into the face.. .
Seventy-five cents," she said, drop
ping three quarters 'into his gloved hand.
The expression of a face will some
times recall suddenly the past of one's
life. John Scollard felt that he was
walking in a dream as he continued his
journey toward the boat. That . face
struck a key-note in his life, long since
untouched. He had seen many flower
women before, but he bad never cared
about' inspecting them. They ' were
strangers to him,, and they were gener
ally unattractive. Their flowers wer
often pretty but the fingers which
handled them were hard and coarse.
' But that night he dreamed of other
scenes. On the front piazza of the hotel,
overlooking the wild surf, he recalled
his past life.' ' No man could be more
thankful for his lot in life. He had suc
ceeded beyond his widest expectations,
and at the age of fojrty-flve he was in
possession of an, immense fortune and
a reputable.business standing. His life
had been well ordered and rational from
the beginning, j I
His troubles haej been few, and they
were chiefly negative ones. He had few
friends and no elativea. He met those
in Ms business lifv. wf 3 professed to be
hia friends, but hs krw tMt it wes all J
v '
from polity's sake. Social life had never
Attracted him at least not since his early
manhood.
:( His one great misfortune had been
commonplace, such as happens to many
in life, but the sting of it had clung to
nim these many years. It had been , a
simple lovers quarrel, followed by sep
aration and jealous rage. He felt bitterly
toward Jennie Hawley at the time,; and
when he learned of bcr marriage a year
or two later, it turned him from the
world and all its pleasanteat associa
tions. He wrapped himself up In busi
ness, and turned everything into gold.
The stocks which he handled were sure
to advance in value, .and he had been
often termed the "wizard of Wall
street.": The pleasure of making money
rapidly gave him satisfaction, but as the
novelty off it passed off it becatne a bur
den to him. . ; - ,'
He was rich now a millionaire sev
eral times over, t But he was unhappy
and lonesome. He shivered as ho en
tered his damp room at tho hotel.
There was no one to welcome or cheer
him. If sickness should overtake him
he could hire the best professional ser
vice, but there would be no. natural
warmth or sympathy for him. He was
at that age ot life when a family is most
appreciated. If his life had been or
dered differently! If he had only mar
red some one else 1
, No, he did not wish that. If he had
never quarrelled with his first lovct lie
knew now that he was all to blame He
had been a bear -a fool. He had nlave
with the affections of Jennie, and she
had endured his . childishness patiently
for a time. Her meek, patient eyes were
so expressive, and when they parted the
last time tears were in them.
The flower woman's face and eyes re-caV-'i
it all. They haunted him all that
flight. They were the exact imitation'
of Jennie's, only older and more ei
prcssive. The glare of the electric light
might have caused ' the illusion, but he
would investigate. He coold pass the
flower stand agate and stop to make
another purchase of flowers. . ,
Such eagerness to reach tho place on
the following day was seldom exhibited
by the banker. It was now broad day
light, and he could satisfy his own mind.
But be was disappointed. A girl of ten
summers stood at the place and dis
pensed flowers to the public.
"Flowers, air!" she asked in a childish
voice.
- No yes," John Scollard said me
chanically, pulling some money out of
bis pocket. "Give me some roses."
Ee watched the deft fingers as they
flew' quickly around the cut fiowers.
"Do you own this stand!'1 he asked
abruptly. , :
1 "No, sir, mamma owns it. Sho keeps
it in the afternoon and I attend in the
morning?" '
"Oh, I sel" absent-mindly. ; "But
what is your name?" :
"Jennie Morrow Vm named aftei
mamma." .
The banker's face blanched a little.
Morrow I Morrow I Yes that was the
name of the man who had married tho
girl he once loved. Her name was Jen
nie Morrow and the very picture of hei
mother. He looked at tho golden head
and the blue eyes. The girl noted the
steady stare of the man, and her young
cheeks flushed a little.
Do you live around here!" he asked
again. "I mean would you mind giving
me your mother's address? I think I
know her. I'm an old friend knew her
years ago." 7- V '
He obtained the desired information,
and dropping a coin in the girl's hand
he hurried away. He took an early boat
to the seashore. He wanted to meditate
upon his discovery. A new happiness
appeared to open before him. His early
love was apparently a widow and in
pxr circumstances.
This impression was confirmed on the
following morning when he sought out
her lodging. ' It was in one of the tene
ment house districts, and everything was
dirty and filthy. t This sight rather
pleased him, for he thought of the great
chango he could bring into tho life of
the woman he loved. She was alone
with her daughter, and poor; he was
alone and rich. .'
"You must come to me, w he pleaded
when he had explained his mission. "I
have always loved you,' Jennie, and my
life has been made miserable by that one
mistake. I am rich, and can give you
and your daughter a good home. You
mu3t have this . low place, . and become
my -wife." ' - '
- Was it her pride that kept the answer
from her lips which her heart dictated?
She could only refuse this kind offer.
Love might prompt itr but it now seemed
too much like charity to accept. He
had pleaded this way before, and her
heart trembled with emotion at the re
membrance of it. He left her, finally,
disappointed and crestfallen. He could
not move her. She would not listen to
hiswords of love and affection.
His life seemed more lonely than ever.
Eis handsome 'rooms were .devoid of
all comfort, ' Even his business lacked a
certain charm which before attracted
him. With, all of his wealth' he could
not give' anything to the poverty-stricken
woman whom he loved.. (Small presents
she would accept, but nothing expensive.
But he heaped gifts and ' luxuries upon
her daughter. This ho could do with
propriety 7 - . .
j finally be prevailed upon her Jto lei
(him educate her daughter. Sho wiw sent
to a private school, where her atural
p;Uts toon developed. Her motlftt had
taught her the primary lessons - of educa
tion, and she was not vary backward in
her studies from the begin nirfg. " John
Scollard took a deep, fatherly Interest in
bis little protege, and he lavished his
wealth upon her. Every comfort and
. pleasure that money could buy was at
her command. . '
'You will spoil her," the. mother said
one day with deep concern. "She will
soon be ' ashamed to come back to hei
humble surroundings here."
"I never intend that she shall come
back," he replied boldly.
"What do' you mean! , Would you
take her away from me?" . '
No, I would make you come to her.
I want to make the mother ashamed of
her surroundings, so that she will accept
the better home which is -waiting for
her. This is my object."
"Oh I" she replied, thoughtfully. Then
shaking her head sorrowfully she added;
"It is no good. I will never come not
even if .you rob me of my daughter." .
But still he persisted. It had been a
business maxim with him to hammer
away at the same work until it, yielded
to his wishes. This hard-headed policy
determined him in his present purpose.
Two years rolled by and he was stilt
living a lone bachelor life. . Little Jen
nie was 'prospering at a fashionable
boaVdjng-school, while her mother ped
dled flowers at the old stand. " John
Scollard had pleaded with , the woman
for her own sake, and for her daughter's
sake, to marry him; but' she always
gave the same reply. He grew less hope
ful, and his old melancholyunsatlsfied
life settled upon him again. ''
But one day a small cloud came out ot
the 'clear sky, and suddenly assumed the
shape and strength of a tornado. Wall
Street's foremost banker had invested
heavily in western mining stocks, and in
one day his fortune was swept out of ex
istence. He returned home that night
quietly and calmly as ever. He read the
evening " papers critically. They - were
full of his disaster, and the terrible crash
which had shaken the financial founda
tions of the city. 5 He grew a little pale
as he read, but otherwise he. showed no
ligns of his misfortune.
He found a note waiting for him early
the next morning. It had been . de
livered the night before. He knew tht
handwriting well, and in : his heart he
thanked God that he had some. one to
sympathize with him in calamity. . .
. "Come and see us Immediately. .... We
have read" of your misfortune. , . Jennie
is home from school. We sympathizj
with you, 'and want . to comfort you.
You have been so kind to us in the past."
He kissed the note paper, several
times. The waiters at the hotel looked
curiously at him as he passed out. Some
expected that he would commit suicide
after the lailure, but he looked strong
and calm. He carried a morning's paper
in his hand, containing a fuller account
of the great failure. He walked briskly
toward the lower part of the city, and
inwardly thought that people who knew
him would think that the appropriate di
rection for him to direct his steps.
"On, John, it's toi bad," was the un
expected greeting which he received
fiora the woman he loved. "We've
read a'l about it, and we feel so much
for you. Jennie is home and never will
go back to school again. But you must
como and make your home near ' us.
We'll take care of you."
He smiled at her eagerness, ' and he
thought he detected an expression of
pleasure beneath the assumed sorrow.
"And do you mind it so much?" his
protege asked, winding her arms around
his neck. "You've been so kind to u.
It isn't so bad to be poor. I don't mind
it and mamma don't. But v.n " ;
"I've been poor, 'too, he replied, kiss
ing the golden head.
'Then we're all alike again, and we
won't feel that you are so far above us."
He smiled at her words. ' Even she
appreciated the difference in their sta
tions in life, and probably in a few
years she would refuse to receive . any
more charity from' him.
'We have prepared a fine dinner foi
you," interrupted Mrs. Morrow, "and
you must feel that you're one of-the
family." '- .k " V . -v
'That's impossible for me," he said
gloomily. "That can never be now.
When I was rich I had some hopes, but
now that I'm poor I'll never be more to
you.".-': . -',.' .
She looked tenderly into his eyes. He
refused to see the expression of love.
He had the. right to let his pride keep
him from declaring his feelings again.
"There is always hope." she faltered.
'When conditions change every barriei
must also change." ; 1 .
"But other barriers are erected," ht
replied.
.;' Her cheeks . flushed. Either ho die
not understand, or he felt , that he bad
no right to ask her to marry him in his
present circumstances.
. "John," she whispered. :
He looked stupidly at her. ,-.
' You know I love you."
Still he remained passive. The word)
out she felt freer, and continued im
pulsively: . . ' '
"I have a right to say it. You have
told me that you have loved me manj
times. But I could not tell you mj
feelings when you were so rich. ' Not
we are both poor, and I tell you all. ;
love you, rich or poor, but I could nol
speak it before."
"Thank God then that I failed," hi
said fervently. "I have found a horaf.
by it." ;
-They did everything' after that tc
ir.iVo fcim hiruy, Tho. Jjqisq w&i i
small one, bnt it seemed brighter than
his mansion. . ' He spent the rest of the"
da with them, and only left late at
night to return to his hotel. ' He wa?
busy on the following day in winding
up his business affairs. The little flower
stand was no longer to bo the means of
support of tho widow. They had de
cided to move into some quiet cottage
in tho country, where they could begin
their life anew. The wedding was as
quiet as the engagement. , '
John Scollard arranged for the placa
and had it furnished . handsomely. It
was far beyond his wife's anticipation,
and she was agreeably surprised at the
surroundings. Jennie was jubilant with
the new prospect.
: "It's so nice and cosy here," she eai?
gleefully. "It's even better than at
l-v55j school." .
,-ria happy if it will suit you," John
Scollard said, with a peculiar smile.
"This must content us in tho summer
time, and Jn the winter we can live in
our city home."
Why, you expect to make money
again in a hurry," his wife said with a
look of doubt. ; ' !
"No, it Is already made," he replied
slowjy.
( "But that was all lost."
No,'not quite," he answered, "The
reports were somewhat mixed. 1 had
sold out my shares of mining stock be
fore the crash came." r (
- There was an expression of anxiety on
his wife's face. Her cheeks paled and
then flushed. She had married a wealthy
man after all. She buried her face in her
hands, but John removed them and s iid;
"But you did' not know it. You married
me for myself, and not for my money.
It was against your principles to take me
when I was wealthy, but now that we
have the money we should not regret it.
That's the "common-sense view of it
Jennie." , - ' .
'After some reflection she thought s
too, and she accepted her condition witt
a good grace; but she was never quiti
sure in her own mind that the reported
failure was not a scheme on her husband'!
part to win her for his wife. Yankee
Blade.
Marvels of Plant Life.
Nowhere is the evidence of design if
' nature more emphatically set forth than
among certain forms of plant life which;
in then various functionsv seem to ap
nrnnfth an npnr t.ha Animal kinirdnm th'
l --r n ---
the observer feels that there is som
strange plant animal something tha
might possibly form a connecting linl
between the animals and plants.
In a close study of these plants we see
many evidences of seeming intelligent
that are not found in some animals, ane
so remarkable are the actions of certaic
plants that the impression is forced upon
us that : we are confronted with intel
ligence, or something strangely akin td
In the present paper I wish to call ar
tention to the group which is popularly
known as carnivorous plants or flesh
eaters. A familiar example is the little
drosera, so common in various portioni
of the country. The plant is small and'
Inconspicuous. , The first one I ever saw
caught my eye by a sudden flash of fieri
red light, and kneeling on the dam)
grass, I fairly caught the little carnivore
in the act. which has rendered it so fam
oub. There were several tender,delicat
stalks in the centre, ana around about it
near the ground four or five singula
round, pad-like objects about the . sift
of small buttons.
These were leaves, and their uppei
surface was covered with reddish ten
tacles that stood boldly up, each bearing
a delicate drop of dew that gleamed and
glistened in the sunlight like a veritable
garnet. Across the top of the leaves a
long legged fragile insect lay,' caught
but a second before and dying a most
terrible death. '
. Five or six of the hair-like tentacles
were thrown across its legs and wlng,
holding it down and pressing. its body
nearer and nearer to the leaf, while other
rich blood-red stalks were in all posi
tions, bending over to encompass the
victim.
The sight was a horror in miniature,
and reminded me 'of tht- actions of an
octopus or devilfish, as tho little cepha-
lopod is commonly called. It has eight
sucker-lined Arms radiating fro n a small.
bag shaped body, and each arm has all
the sinuosity, all tho possibility of mo
tion of a snake, ever undulating, quiver
ing, as if with suppressed emotion, while
over the entire mass wave and varied
shades of color seem to ebb and flow.
Tho California!!. ' ,
,The Special French Military Call.
A peculiar kind of call has been de
vised for kpecial military purposes by a
French army officer. This call, which
is called "The Dog," is produced by
means of an instrument in which wheel
carrying a series of strips of steel upon
its circumference and passing between
the poles of a magnet develops currents
of variable frequency. The circulation
in the line of these currents produces in
the receivers a characteristic signal, per
ceptible at a distance, and exactly re
sembling the bark of a dog. It would
appear that the most enlightened Nations
I of the day are not above following the
mcinous aaoptea oy the untortured sav
age, whose favorite mode of transmitting
signals, botn in war nad the chase, is
imitating the cries . of animal or th
notq of wild birds.
All-Poirerful Mns'c.
! ' , What is that millionaire family dolnj '
itting there in that expensive opera box
Listening to the music. Why does tha
itreet car driver turn his head as fa
twists his brake in one. of the mos
crowded spots of the Broadway thorough ,
fare? The strains of a hand organ hav,
caught his ear. See that foreign-browe:
broom seller leaning against a Walt street
lamp post, regardless alike ot trade am
dinner, , as he devours the strains o
Ascher's "Alice," played by a poor stre
band. : -S'.y- v- - -: ;-.": "f1'
Music is shamefully handled at th
theatres, but what would the raoit stir
ring play seem ; without an orchestra! ,
Music is the bait by which the wordlrni
is caught in the church net of to-day
Music in the park is the poor man'i
holiday, vacation, summering. Thej
most have . music on race cours?, fab
ground, beach, mountain side, Bawery
slley and Murray Hill boulevard.! The
reception's gabble would fall flat but foi
the sweet strains that envelop the place
with an. atmosphere . of enchantment ;
Music mingles with the wine at the festal
board. The campaign song, the bugl -call,
the battle march are the inspirations
of their respective scenes. Concert and
opera feed amusement to thousands c I
people Bight after night, week aftei .
week, month after ) mouth, year aftei
year, with ever increasing power of at
traction.' . " ',' :" "'
Music is a necessity in : schools, in sa
loons, in kindergarten, in prisons, in
churches, in the parlor, on the ranch, at (
the dance, in insane asylum,, hospital,
camp and club, on the quarantine ship, ;
and in the cemetery. The workingman, '
tho merchant, thief, professor, rector,
belle,, farmer, miner, soldier. , lover,
teacher, baby, dotard and pugilist all
depend more or less upon the influence
of music. The : baud, the player, the
glee club,- the orchestra, the "fiddler,"
are in demand upon every floor whero
people are assembled together. New
York Musical Courier.
The Desert Bnrro SnporsedVd.
A prospector now in Yuma, and who
made the trip here from Durango, Col ,
with two horses, says that the time hon
ored burro, whose ancestry is insepar
ably , mixed up with Mexican history, is
not as good an animal for desert travel
as the ordinary mustang horse. It has
always been considered that the bnrro
had the advantage of the horse in his i
capacity for endurance on a slim diet.
This, the gentleman states, is not so -great
as is generally considered, although
he once had a burro who ate a pair ot
gum boots and a Navajo blanket one
atternooa. This was done merely so
show off and was not considered to be a
nutritious meal even by the jackass him- '
self, who was of French descent, and'
merely wished to put on style to humili- '
ate a band of scrub mustang horses with '
whom he was forced to associate. The
gentleman who has had experience with
both classes of animals prefers horses to
the slow burro and says that although
the latter will live a day longer without
food or water, yet the distance covered
by the horse in a given time is so much
in his favor as to render him the superior
of the immobile burro. Yuma (Arizona)
Timet ,
Yanta Indian Cadets. ,
At the Fort Yuma Indian School the
classes are taught according to the voca
tion of life, most properly supposed to
become their sex. The girls . are in
structed in the culinary art, mantua
making and household duties. The
boys are taught farming, mechanics and
military movements. 1
The Indian boy cadets are instructed
chiefly by the Mother Superior, with oc
casional help from those of her attache) f
who are better versed in military tactics. f;
They have their own captain, lieutenants, '"
ergeants and corporals." Recently
they gave Yuma a fine treat in the way
of a company drill. Uuder the sound of
a drum they marched to martial music,
single file, by twos and in squads , of
lours. Each is armed with miniature
rifle, bayonet, belt, scabbard and cartridge-box.
The uniform is dark gray,
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in marching was excellent, and in the
manual of arms they showed the ' effects
of painstaking training. I : Making the
company wheel, fours left or right about,
fours right into line and many other dif
ficult moves were executed better ' than
many older persons could do it. I
Here is an opportunity for California
to have something unique at tho World's
Tair by introducing this excellent little
band of aboriginal braves to the admirinp
gaze of the millions of sightseers. : ' The
fact that all their commands are made in
English and are given by one of their
own tribe lends an enchantment to it .
that would otherwise be ioetupon b or.
dinary mortal. Yuma (Cat.) Sentinel,
Onyx Hlnes la Washington.
' A vein of onyx was discovered in Gar
field County, Washington, recently
which the report of an expert miner
alogist who visited, and examined tha
find a week or so since shows to be of ,
considerable extent and probable value."
The possible extent of the mines 13 1000
acres, ni openings for a mile show a
ten-foot vein. The-people of the vicinity
claim that their county is possess.-1 of
the only onyx mines in tha United fc'-jtfcv
Chicago Times.
A light suspension, bridf-s n
Nift-ara Falls in ISIS ta
1851.