Crawfordsville Review, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 11 January 1890 — Page 3

TOOKBD AN OCTOPUS.

^8 Luck of Three New Orleans Fishermen Near Ship Island.

$ant Devii Fi?h Took Their Hfc* and ^ffhtened th0 Sportsmen Half ta Death, J[?t Anally Broke Their Line ani tflada [Jyem Happy.

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~"TS the Now YORK Sav. Possibly the instance on record oft vtue of these an, and oAo of largo sUe^that, havtaken hi, hook caina wj^in the exrence Jot three' rosfden*^ of New

IJans a couplo of years «w**e. W. Vhilip Buchanan, &fc«t-Col. tetfiner, and Maj. Hayrp Sfeward,

Ksiyor of Biloxi, Miss., ffcarted pm thAt place in the yacht at Maj. Upward! for Ship island* on a-fishing

fpr ^4.=,ee/*Pedit/ion. East-northeast of that '"JfWsland, I it) about eight fathoms of few-iVM ^.•'Jrwatar^llies the wreck of the steamship

Josepaine, marked now by a buoy. Although the vessel proper has been Sf almorft entirely covered with sand, by carefjhl sounding the location of the waik/ing-beam may be found. On anchor/ing near that spot a day of good fishyng is assured the angler. The wrecked steamer has formed a barrier or shelter, about which the fish appear to gather, and at certain tides, ho,matter what other conditions may prbvail, the abundance of fish makes it almoBt drudgery to attend the lines.

No sooner has the hook reached the required depth than it is seized by pome largo and voracious fish, generally a red-snapper, which is a gallant lighter.---... r-

It was in August that the fishermen "abovementioned, accompanied by two Bailors in a yawl, anchored over the T- wreck of the Josephine. Col. Fenner, who^ has a predilection for taking ehavks of a large size, had with him, as usual, an inch line, ten or fifteen fathoms in length, equipped with a hook' of suitable size for sharks. This was baited with a piece of salt pork and thrown overboard, where it remained undisturbed for a long time.

The line was secured to one of the thwarts of the boat. The fishing was 'as- good as usual and all were having ""good luck when attention was called to the shark line, which was running out with greut speed. The rapidity of its movement indicated some lish of ex,'ceptional size.

The five men had hardly time to throw themselves to the side of the craft opposite'the line when the fish I which was firmly hooked, bore the boat down so that tho gun-wale was partly submerged. For several moments its V: occupants expected that it would be dragged broadside under by the strain.

Their first impulse was to cut the line, but this was opposed by one or two of the party, who wished to see the. end of the adventure.

At this juncture the boat suddenly righted to an even keel tlioline slackened and it was evident that the fish was moving toward them. The slack of the Une was rapidly taken in, which was barely accomplished when the water became violently agitated and there leaped from the surface a great octopus, in whose mouth the hooi was firmly fixed. As he threw himself above the water he darted his tentacles, which were not less than ten or fifteen feet long, toward the boat then he slowly sank and remained for a few moments apparently motionless, as if meditating on a mode of attack.

The condition of the fishermen wasnow somewhat critical, for they were. entirely unprovided with any weapons except a couple of oars with which to repel the att.ick of the monster, and

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et were unwilling to detach the from the thwart. There was nothing to do but await developments. Indeed there was but little time for consultation or action, for, after a brief delay, the octopus again slowly rose to the surface, where with his head slightly elevated ho began beating the water with his tentacles. He was apparently studying the extraordinary adversary which he had encountered. A third time he disappeared, and this time with a fierce rush. The line fled over the side of the boat with great velocity. The fishermon again threw themselves to the opposite side and awaited the shock. When it came Ihe line, unable to bear the strain, parted at the thwarts and disappeared.

1 An Officer's Wife's Home. "Where is your home?' asked a lady, who was a visitor at a military post, of one of the officers' wives. "With my husband," promptly replied the .! wife. "Oh, yes, of course," said the lady "but I mean iri what part of the country?" "1 have no home," the wife sadly answered. "I was born at a military post which no longer exists. My father and mother are both dead, and if my husband was to die tomorrow I do not know where in this broad land of ours I should go. I have been so long on the frontier with my r, husband, feeling that all I could claim of home WHS with him, that I have grown out of the recollection of those p.ven with whom I became acquaiute" at school.

nlspiitcfU Zeal.

*'I was once sent to attend a man who had taken laudanum," said a doctor. "I liurr'ed to the place and found the would-be suicide being .. walked up and down, the room as fast as they could walk by two friends oi his. As they put him down in a chair for mc to treat him one of them remarked: "awful glad to see -ou, doctor we've been walking Jim up and 3own for an hour and a half. It's been terrible hard work to keep him alive all this time." I made a slight examination, took my hat, and started to go, when one of the pedestrians said, -tWhat's the matter. Doc an'tyou goin* to give him anything?' 'He's been deai? for an hour,' I replied, and left*'

Tliej- Excuse Itlm.

The present king of Abywsinia is the son of a beggar woman who captivated the former king's fancy and was mado hia 225th wife. Wheu he plays a low. down dodge on hia subjects they excue« frlm by Baying: "He wa9 bom to it'

STOLE A ORAVS.

A Comrade's Tough Stories on a Missouri Regiment. Capt O. D. Evans of Peoria was a member of the Grand Army committee whioh inspected the soldier's home the other day, says the Quincy Whig, and while» rebainiaconciug with a party of friends told a couple of stories to explain the manner in which the Eighth Missouri infantry gained the reputation of being the biggest thieves in the army. On one of their marches they passed a plantation and in a sort of a leati-to against a cabin close to the road an old negro woman was cooking corn pone and bacon. Just as the head of the regiment got abreast of the shauty auntie went into the house for something or other and one of the boys slipped into the lean-to on a foraging expedition. He examined the stove and then called out disgustedly "Boys, hare's some mighty good grub, but it isn't half cooked." "Hold on a minute we'll help you," was the response, and he was joined by a couple of his comrades. Then they picked up the stove, bacon, corn ipone, and all, dumped it into a wagon, (piled in some wood, and went on, •bound to have some "mighty good Igrub" when it was cooked.

They did not confine their thieving propensities to things to eat On another occasion the Eighth Wisconsin was csimped some distance below •Memphis on the bank of the river, and, one of their number having died, they dug a grave in which to bury him. While the Badgers were attending to the funeral services the Missourians came down the river in a transport and landed to give Christian burial to a comrade who had succumbed to a wouud received in a skirmish the 'lay before. They found the new-made grave, buried their dead in it, and left In a few minutes the Wisconsin boys came along with reversed arms and muffled drums, and, seeing the little mound of fresh earth, one of them exclaimed: "By-Georjre, somebody has stole our grave." And they dug a new one.

It was the Eighth Missouri which is said to have created the basis for a story credited to half the regiments in the service: I

They had been in camp several days at some place in Tennessee when an enraged farmer complained to the colonel that his men had robbed him of half his chickens. "How many chickens did you have?" asked the officer. "Fifty." "And how many were taken?" "Twenty-eight" "Then my men didn't have anything to do with your chickens, my good sir. You are on the wrong trail." "But I know they did." "Oh, but I know they didn't II they had they would have taken every blamed chicken on the roost."

A Lire YoungWoman.

She was as gentle of eye as a soft gazelle, that she was, for this didn't happen this week, although it is by no means ancient history, says the Lewiston Journal. It was in a shoe store in Lewiston, and the gentle maid was an acquaintance of the proprietor and always bought her No. 2s there when she encased her dainty feet in anything brand new. "Here's something that will lit you," said the jocular proprietor, passing out a pair of wool boots fitted with a pair of lumberman's rubbers. "I'll make you a present ol them if you will wear them down tc the postofiice and back." "Wait minute," said she, and in a "minute" she was arrayed in wool boots ami lumberman's rubbers. "Watch me to the postoflioe," and she was gone. ''Her feet beneath her petticoat like little mice stole in and out as if they feared the light" wrote the poet 200 years ago, but he didn't refer to the Lewiston young lady who did this feat on foot, or he never would have said it She was back in less than tea minutes, red-cheeked and laughing. "There," said she, as she passed uii the boots. "Do them up. I'll send them to my father down in Penobscot county. I never lose a chance to he If. the folks at home," and the shoo dealer was as good us his word, and "dad" marveled at a pair of nice wool boolJ from his thoughtful daughter in Lewis ton.

Midnight

Over the world broads mighty night, With scope immense, and myriad stars Across the lake a household light,

Reflected, shines on shimmering bars. And lo! from out the shadowy gloom, A tiny firefly softly gleams, The firmament its dancing-room

An ever-living joy it seoms. But soon the twinkling spark hath flown, The friendly light no longer bo am 8 From depths of silence, tar and lone,

The stars look down on earth's poor dreams. To death doth dance the starry fly,

Few are the years our home-lights burn And star or planet all must die. "Father of Lights," to Tnee we turn!—Youth's Companion.

Nut Kens to The Old Man.

Uncle Abimelech Barnes regardi himself as dreadfully abused by hii wife, Aunt Amanda, who scolds him more or less, doubtless with gooc reason.

The other day Aunt Amanda com' plained of being ill, ana sent Uncle Abimelech for the doctor. The physioiar, arrived, felt Aunt Amanda's pulse, and told her to show her tongue. "Um!" said the doctor, shaking his head. "A pretty bad tongue, Mrs. Barnes: a very bad tongue.

Uncle Abimelech wriggled a little ai this, and presently managed to get the physician a little to one side. "Look a-hera, doctor," he said, in a whisper, "that don't prove nothin' ai all. She's had the wust kind of tongwa everrtinct we was married!''. lejjf «r—1 t'aro for Influenza 'Ike New York board of health furnishes the following prescription for the Russian influenza Spray the af fected membrane with a 10-per-ceni solution of quinine freely and frequently, and take four or five times a day pill mado as follows Quinine, thret grains, camphor, one-halt grain ex tract of belladonna, one-fouKh grain

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FACTS ABOUT HORSES, The Kind of Animal to Have and the Kind to Steer Clear of.

A Fort Worth Gazette reporter was In the etablos of M. A. Maupin, on the South Side, recently, and while there jngaged that gentleman, who is ono »f the best posted men on horses in 1'exas, in a general conversation about the different kinds and characters of horses. "A horse is an intelligent animal generally," said he, "but, like some men, some horses have but little brains unless a horso has brains you can't teach him. Some horses, like some men. are moan, and they won't do to fool with. Now, look .it that horse there," pointing to a tall bay, a fine looking animal, fifteen hands high, which was standing in a stall. "You can't teach that horsa unything." "Why notP" "Well, I willshojr you the diiference in headsi but have a care of his heels. Now, look at the brute's head, that rounding nose, that tapering forehead and that broad, full place between the eyes. You can't trust liim. "Now look at that other animal in the stall next to him. That's an awiul good mare—as true as the sun. In her y.ou can see breadth and fullness between the eyes aud ears. You couldn't induce that mare to act mean or hurt anybody. In a horse the eye should be full, and in oolor a hazle is good. "£Jow as to the ear. I like a small, thin ear, and want a horse to throw his ear wall forward. Look out for the brute that wants to listen to all the conversation going on behind him. The horse that turns back his ears till they almost laeet at the points, take my word for it is sure to do something wrong. See that straight, olegant face. A horse with a dishing face is cowardly, and a cowardly brute is unusually vicious. Then I like a square muzzle with large nostrils to let in plenty of air to the lungs. For the under side of the head a pood horse should be well eu*. under the jowl, with jawbones broad and wide apart under the throttle. "The next thing to consider is the build of an animal. Never buy a long-legged, stilty horse. Let him have a short, straight back and a straight rump, and you've got a gentleman's horse. The withers should be high and the shoulders well set back and broad, but don't get them too deep in the chest. The fore leg should be short Give mo a pretty straight hind leg with the hock low down, the pastern joint of good length, and a medium bi'oad foot. I don't like a round, mulish foot, for it is the case, often the case, that a horse having them will stumble. There aw all kinds of animals, but the one that has the points I have given you is almost Sure to be graceful, good natured and serviceable."

How Would ThU Look Montilijtl One hundred years ago the leading men in the United States read in their Bibles that the body is more than raiment, but they dressed according to the advice of worldly-wise Polonius:

Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy— For the apparel oft proclaims the man. When Gov. Bowdoin, a tall, dignified man, reviewed the troops assembled at Cambridge, in 178G, he was dressed in a gray wig, cocked hat, a white broadcloth coat and waistcoat, red small clothes, and black silk stockings. Joan Hancock's thin in person,G feet in stature, was very fond of an ornamental dress. lie wore a wig when abroad and a cap when at homo. A gentleman who visited Hancock one day at noon, in June, 1782. describes him as dressed in a red velvet cap lined with fine white linen, which was turned up two or three inches over the lower edge of the velvet. Ho aiso wore a blue damask gown lined with silk a white stock, a white satin-embroidered waistcoat, black satin small-clothes, while silk stockings and red morocco slippers. Washington, at his receptions in Philadelphia, was dressed in black velvet his hair was powdored and gathered behind in a large silk bag. His hands were encased in yellow glove? he held a cocked hat with a cockade on it and its edges adorned with a black feather. He wore knee and shoe buckles, and at his left hip appeared along sword in a polished white leather scabbard, with a polished steel hilt

PI iftBH He Wanted Assistance and Got It.' Tiio trustees had just begun the \islness of bheir monthly meeting, and Deaoon Smith had the floor, says the Sew York Evening Sun. They were egislating for one of South Norwalk's nost prosperous churches. Two of the nembers had late business engagements in the city, and Deacon Smith's ihop on the main street, near the sta* iion, had been chosen for the meeting his month for the sake of conven.ence. The deacon was well under way when he outer door was seen to open slightly, ind be paused to note the cause of the interruption.

Connecticut is famed for the extenjive variety of its tramps, and one of a most interesting type now appeared. His entrance into the room was made in a thorougly original manner. When the door waa sufficiently ajar to admit 5f his head it popped in on the astonishjd deacons, surmounted by a most dilapidated hat, and complimented by a smiling face and full, ragged beard. "Gentlemen," he began, "your parJon for disturbing you, but I am very sick."

He paused after this announcement to note the effect "I wont to the doctor," he soon continued, "and he gave me the pillssee, the pills," and ho held up to view small bottle which he held in the palm of his hand. "He said take the pills, three after iach meal, and I would like very much to have some assistance." "Well, why in thunder don't you take four pills, then, and not come bothering here!" interposed a deacon who was becoming tired. "Gentlemen," replied the tramp, with muoh unction. "I can not take he pilis I have no meaL"

He got that meal.

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THE STOBY RETOLD,

A.coountof the Assassination of Lincoln as Told in ''the Century."

Graphic Description of tho Bcena in Ford's Theatre at the Awful Moment—The Leap of tho Assassin, His Flight and the Pursuit

No one, not even the commedian on the stage, could ovor romomber the last words of tho piece that were uttered that night—the last Abraham Lincoln heard upon earth. Tho whole performance remains in tho memory of those who heard it a vaguo phantasmagoria, the actors the thinnest of specters. The awful tragedy in the box makes everything else seem pale and unreal. Here were five human beings in a narrow space—the greatest man of his time, in the glory of the most stupendous suooess in our history, the idolized chief of a nation already mighty, with illimitable vistas of grandeur to come his beloved wife, proud and happy a pair of betrothed lovers, with all the promise of felicity that youth, social position, aud wealth could give them and this young actor, handsome as Euuymion upon Latmos, the pet of his little||world. The glitter of fame, happiness, aud ease was upon the entire group, but in an instant everything was to be changed with the blinding swiftness of enchantment. Quick death was to come on the central figure of that company—tho central figure, we believe, of the great and good men of the century. Over all the rest the blackest fates hovered menacingly—fates from which a mother might pray that kindly death would save her children in their infancy. One was to wander with tho stain of murder on his soul, with the ourse of the world upon his name, with a price set upon his head, in frightful physical pain, till he died a dog's death in a burning barn the stricken wife w.is to pass the rest of her days in melancholy and madness of thoso two young lovers, one was to sluy the other aud then end his life a raving maniac. "The murderer seemed, to himself to be taking part in a play. The fumes of brandy and of partisan hate had for weeks kept his brain in a morbid state. He felt as if he were playing Brutus off the boards he posed, expecting applause. Holding a pistol in one haud aud a knifo in the other, he opened tho box door, put tho pistol to the President's head and fired dropping tho weapon, ho took the knife in his right hand, and when Major Rathbone sprang to sieze him he struck savagly at him. Major Rathbone received the blow on his left arm, suffering a wido and deep wound. Booth, rushing forward, then vaulted lightly over to the stuge. It was a high leap, but nothirg to such a trained athlete. He was in the habit of introducing what actors call sensational leaps in his play3. In 'Macbeth,' wnere ho met the weird sisters, he leaped from a rock twelve feet high. He would have got safely away but for his spur catching in the folds of the Union flag with which the front of the box was draped. He fell on the stage, the torn flag trailing on his spur, but instantly rose as if he had received no hurt, though in fact the fall had broken his leg, turned to the audience, brandishing his dripping knife and shouting the State motto of Virginia, "Sic Semper Tyrannis,' and fled rapidly across the stage and out of sight. Major Rathbone had shouted, 'stop him!' The cry went out, 'he has shot the President.' From the audience, at first stupid with surprise and afterwards wild with excitement and horror, two or three men jumped upon the stage in pursuit of the flying assassin buthe ran through the familiar passages, leaped upon his horse, which was in waiting in the alley behind, rewarded with a kick and a curso tho call-boy who had held him, and rode rapidly away in the light of the just risen moon. "The president scarcely moved his head drooped forward slightly, his eyes closed. Colonel Rathbone, at first not regarding his own grevious hurt, rushed to the door of the box to summon aid. He found it barred and on the outside some one was beating and clamoring for entrauce. He opened the door a young officer named Crawford entered one or two army surgeons soon followed, who hastily examined the wound. It was at once seen to be mortal. It was afterwards ascertained that a large derringer bullet had entered the back of the head on the left side, and, passing through the brain, had lodged just behind the left oye. By direction of Rathbone and Crawford, tho President was carried to a house across the street and laid upon a bed in a &mall room at the rear of the hall, on the ground floor. Mrs. Lincoln followed, half distracted, tenderly cared for by Miss Harris. Rathbone, exhausted by loss of blood, fainted, and was carried home. Messengers were sent for the members of the Cabinet, for the Surgeon-General, for Dr. Stone, the President's family physician a crowd of peoplei rushed instinctively to the White House and, bursting through the doors, shouted the dreadful news to Robert Lincoln and Major Hay, who sat gossiping in an upper room. They ran down st iirs. Finding a carriage at the door, they entered it to go to Tenth street As they wore driving away, a friend came up and told them that Mr. Sewart and most of the Cabinet had been murdered. The news was all so improbable that they could not help hoping it was all untrue. But whon they got to Tenth street and found every thoroughfare blocked by the swiftly gathering thousands, agitated by tumultuous excitement they were prepared for the worst In a low minutes all who had been sent for, and many others, were gathered in the little chamber where the Chief of the State lay in agony. His son was met at the door by Dr. Stone, who with grave tenderness informed him that there wa3 no hope. After a natural outburst of grief young Lincoln de.voted himself the rest of the night to soothing and comfortinsr his mother. "The President had been shot a few minutes past ten. The wound would have brought instant death to most men. but his vital tenacity was extraordinary. He was, of course, uncon-

•olous from the first moment but he breathed with slow and regular respi-! ration throughout the night. As tho dawn came, and the lamplight grew pale in the fresher beams, his pulse I began to fail but his face even then! was scarcely more haggard than those of the sorrowing group of statesmen and generals around him. His automatic moaning, which had continued through the night, ceased a look of unspeakable peace came upon his worn features. At twenty-two minutes after seven he died. Stanton broko the silenco by saying, 'now he belonfjs to the ages.' Dr. Gurley kneeled by the bedside and prayed fervently. The widow came in from the adjoining room supported by her son and cast herself with loud outcry on tho dead body."—From tho "History of Lincoln" by Nicolay and Hay, in the Century.

A Petrified Man irltli Whisker*.

Joseph Sweshenger, who resides near Stanford, writes to the Rivor Press particulars of a wonderful discovery he recently made in an unfrequented mountain near his resideuce. The discovery consists of a petrified man, with all his limbs in a perfect state of preservation. The body stands hgainst a massive bowlder, of which it?' •seems to have become part, and cannot be removed without much labor and considerable expense. A tiny stream of water flowing from a spring above falls directly upon the head of the body, and after passing over it loses itself in the surroundin? rock.

The body measures six feet and nine inches from the crown of the head to the soles of the feet and is well proportioned, tho chest and limbs being of ponderous width and size. The features are of tho severe Roman type, surmounted by a broad, high forehead and a luxuriant growth of hair, which is as firm as a rock itself. A beard reaching to the waist completes a picture which inspires a feeling, of awo and reverence in the beholder. Certain hieroglyphics are cut upon tho rock, a true copy ol which Mr. Sweshonger promisos to send us. Thus far ho has kept hia discovery a secret but-will in due time divulge its locality. It will doubtless attract the savants of the day and a large sum may be realized from it. It is indoed, a wonderful diseovery, indicating as it does that tho first inhabitants of this groat country woro giants.—Tacoma New

TiicSjuth AniTicsii i'um.n.

The puma or cougar is of the. largest of tho Amcrcan Fclidtv, and is sometimes called the mountain lion, although the resemblance to a lion is very slight. It is the dreaded panther (or painter) of North America, and many tales of its ferocity and bloodthirstiness aro current.

It is now rare in the United States but in South America the pum i, to give its proper name, abounds, and there it seems to have lost its ferocity and is actually a friend of man.

Claudio Gay, in his "Natural History of Chili," says, "When attacked by man, its energy and daring at once forsake it, and it becomes a weak, inoffensive animal, and, trembling aud uttering pitsous moans and shedding abundant tear3, it seoms to implore compassion from a generous enemy." The enemy is not often jrenerous but many herders have assured me, when speaking on this subject, that although they kill the puma readily to protect their domestic animals, they consider it an evil thing to take its life in desert, places, where it is fnan's only frieud among the wild animals.

When the hunter is accompanied by dogs, then the puma, instead of drooping and shedding tours, is roused lo a sublime rage its hair stands erect its eyes shine like balls of gronu il irae, it spits and snarls like a furious cat.

The hunter's presence seems at such times to be ignored altogether, its whole attention being given to the do»s aud its rage directed against them

Loire's Universal Language.

I was a stranger to her speouli, And knew no way U«r love lo reach. Our languages woro diff'rsnt (ju'.to And left mo in a sorry plight. But when Unr o.vas my own dure.l seak I looked tho thought I could not speak. And though her tongao could not coat ess She smiled me baclt her answer, "Yen." Words, so I found, arj needless things. The heart has swifter, surer wings, Aud love its mo3suntrors will find To carry its thoughts from mind to mind. Tongues are confused in S]33ch and name, Lovo's language ever is the same. We sealed our bond of perfect biiss In one deep universal ki3s.

What You Might Call Calculating.

Lewiston Journal: I never hear'an instance of meanness mentioned with out thinking of an aged man whom I met one day last summer ou the Kennebec Valley camp-ground. In speaking of tho late war he dwelt upon its horrors so pathetically that I was led to inquire if he had participated in the struggle. "No," he answered, "I wasn't in the army, but my son was a soldier. He was drafted and wanted me to get him a substitute. 'Twould have cost $400. I couldn't see any money in it, and there's where I was short-sighted. My son was killed before he'd been a month at the front, and I've been hiring a man ever since to help carry on the farm. It's cost" me hundreds and hundreds of dollars over aud abnvo tho price of a substitute, and, besides, my sou was a master hand to work, aud the smallest eater I ever saw."

The Tenement and the Da? Out The pleasures of the country, like the joys of heaven, aro presented to the poor and wretched in over-popu-lated cities by persons rich in faith but destitute of knowledge. They think that any change would be for the better. They do not know that life in a tenement house, located on an alley, is, after all, preferable to existence in a dug-out which is seldom passed by man. The frequent cry of distress in cities grates harshly on the ear, but it is like music when compared with the roar of the deadly cyclone.—Rodney Welch. A--" -li.

CEN. FORREST'S LAST A Ten-Dollar Note That Prov Mascot at Poker.

Speaking of Gen. Forrest, says Florida Times-Union, the cav hero of the war, who killed more with his sabre than any other one dier on either side, he returned Memphis after the surrender witt wifo and with only a single $10 b\ his pocket. Mrs. Forrest was a of the most quiet, amiable Chrij irtuc.3, and the only person, b/ way, who had any control ofl_ "wizard of the saddle" while in ajS aion. One touch of her gentle hat (one soft, tender word, would calm 1 .most tempestuous moods in a momeii

Sitting alone together the nightl their return to Memphis, (Jen. Foir said: "Mary. I know you are a s% church member and have always

It has no such mother town its that of the luxul merchant prince anc thanks to the pirate not altogether devoid of story.

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posed cards. But this S10 is all tt ,is on earth between us and the p_ house. Won't you consent to injfl ing out to-night and huntings uf game of draw? And won't you pi that I may win while I am out?" ,j

In vain the good woman pr6tej It was a sin in the sight of Gojj said, and sin could not finally He went, found the party hej and began the game. The^ his way from the first »daL nings grew so large that beaver on the floor beside used it as a depository. ATL o'clock in the morning he lift«. tile, bent his head down and pl_ the hat carefully on it, retaining^! money inside. Reaching homel emptied his winnings into Mj rest's lap, saying "Marj" She found that he hacL $1,500—a sum which gaverL start in life, after having lost believe," said he, relating the ll to some friends, "that Mary, ij of her objections, really praj me while I was gone. At any I found her still sitting up whe back, and I know her prayl many and many a time serve! good turn."

Gallons Point: A Hernial gee ncs of PI Kingston is an old town acq to our New World manner of puting age. In the year 1692^|j| quake entirely c^troyed^fha part of Port

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stricken folk, fleeing- thence main Island from tho plague tt lowed, gathered togethS^ shores of Liguanea, where tlement of thatched huts ma! spot upon which Kin^j^.woH ward to ariso in heij

The name by whi2 land is known indicat with terrible brevity itji_ Point" There in the old days, enty-five or a hundred years gaunt hideous framework stood. sight of all, and almost always tween the upright posts one or dead pirates hung in chains, syre slowly to and fro in the breeze,L hollow, sightless eyes turned nol ward the white-winged ships, and toward the long neck of Cagai whilst buzzards, the "John Crowl Jamaica, sailed solemnly round round in the air above, their following shadow now and then fli across the gray stony brow. beneaL

Every one quotes Tom Cring. Log in Jamaica, and it is, petrol with all its exaggeration, the I guide-book that can be found'1 ofl island. The author lived in those d| and saw most that he describes his own eyes. In one part of his he describes twenty-five Cuban strung up at Gallows Point ill morning.—Howard Pyle, in Ha Magazine.

The Talloir Candle Tree.

The talfow tree, or the tallow tree, is a native product of Chili there is a land on earth whet •would not be surprised to find 1^ tallow candles growing on the is in the land of the queue anl pantaloon. Seriously speakins tallow candle tree does not be annual crop of candles strung cotton string all ready for use, of its many products doet resemble unrefined animal tall is used in the manufacture articles requiring ingredients ol

The Chinese tallow tree is a] to 8 inches in diameter and feet high, but the tallow is ndt in the trunk, neither has it "pitn the elder." The fatty matter which it takes its name is apart] fruit

A Missouri Wild.

In the southwest counties of Mil bordering on the state of Arkansd along the slopes of the Ozark tains, nature has made the finest ing and fishing park on the Amel continent Splendid rivers and tain Streams abound in game flJ every description, while forestj copse and jungle afford safety gun shot and scent of hounds to? elk, deer, wolf and fox. It is I thousands of acres of this mountal region still belong to the United S| government If this be true, whj ask Missouri's representatives in

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gress to nnite in an effort to securj cossion of these lands by the fe government to the state of Misq for the purposes of a game park, cession might be made couditiohall

A Poised Bock.

A remarkable poised, rock, fat throughout South America aa moving stone," muy be seen on Ta mountain, in Buenos Ayres. It il .feet high, 30 feet long and 18 feet vj containing over five thousand, feet and weighing twenty-five*'! It is irregularly conical in shape] rests upon a conical support wf bearing surface some ten Inyhe diameter. The power of a single] is sufficient to oscillate the enor mass, which, indeed, is often sij by the wind.