Democratic Sentinel, Volume 16, Number 16, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 6 May 1892 — Page 5

SOMEWHAT STRANGE.

ACCIDENTS AND INCIDENTS OF EVERY-DAY LIFE. Queer Episodes and Thrilling Adventures Which Show that Truth is Stranger than Fiction. “There will be a wreck on the road to-night boys.” This was the expression made by Brakeman Robert Harland, on the steps of the depot at Winfield, Kansas, on a recent Thursday night to a crowd of fellow trainmen who had gathered there during the evening. “1 saw the dead face as I came in." There is a superstition among the railroad men along the road that every wreck on that division is presaged by the appearance of a dead face on the track just ahead of some train as it goes along the rood. This dead face has appeared several times during the past year, and in every instance it has been followed by a wreck, until now it is looked upon by all trainmen as a warniug sent to tell them of coming danger, and when it is seen it is impossible to get those who have seen it to go out on the road until they hear of a wreck. In the instance just mentioned there was not a laugh or smile that f reefed the assertion of a coming wreck, ut each man shook his head ana looked solemn. They were not long in suspense, however, for as they were talking the wires brought news of a wreck of a freight train in which two men were badly injured. An investigation of the story shows that for over a year there has been a belief among the men on the road that they receive warning from some one who has been killed by a train. The apparition takes the appearance of a dead face lying on the track in the full glare of the headlight. » No body can be seen, and when discovered by a new man he has the impression that some one is lying on the track with the body in the shadow. It is always in,the same place and looks toward theapproachipgeagine with eyes wide open. Several times the engineershave stopped their trains just before they reached the place, confident that a dead man was lying on the track, but when they got down to examine it nothing was to be found. The details of-one of the strangest duels ever fought has just been related by a prospector who has been in the mountains southwest of Las Vegas, New Mexico. The country is near the border line between old and New Mexico, and the people there are a mixture of the two races. The young .men, an American and a Mexican, fell out over a young woman they both loved and it was determined to end the enmity with a duel. While in the company of mutual friends the Mexican taunted the American with being a member of a race of cowards and said the Americans had no bravery. The American, of course, disputed this and said be would test the Mexican's bravery if be wished it He would be willing to go into a dark room with the Mexican and there decide the point. But the stipulation was that in the dark room there should also be a lot of tarantulas turned loose. If either came out alive he was to have the girl’. If either showed the white feather and came out before .the death of the other or before all the tarantulas were killed he Should give up all claim to the girl. The Mexican was .disposed to refuse, but the fear of being looked upon as a coward caused him to accept. The room was prepared and the two men went in. There was at least .a dozen tarantulas in the room and also two scorpions. The American walked boldly into the room and took his stand, while the Mexican followed, but was hesitating in bis manner. The doors had been closed but a short time when tho Mexican was heard to scream out that he was bitten and was dying. The doors wexe opened and he staggered out and fell to the floor. The American walked out unhurt, and then it was found that the Mexican had not been bitten at ■all, but had scratched his hand on a protruding mail in the wall and had thought it aspider's bite. *

One .of the most remarkable combats ever witnessed in this country occurred recently on Holmes Rivor?near Vernon, Fla. In the battle a cat and an alligator fought for three hours, with the final result in favor of tabby. Alligators infest the river, and it is considered dangerous for .any person or animal to go near .the bank. The saurians are not large, but appear to make up in activity what they lack in size. A house cat belonging to Mr. Walton was in the. habit of going to the river .and feeding on ■auesels and such fish as it could get, and it was noticed several times that when the .cat moved along the bank a ripple in the water showed that an alligator kept pace with it. The tout, however, was aware of the alligator's presence, but showed no signs of fear. On the day mentioned the cat approached too near the water in its eagerness to get a fish and was suddenly grasped by the hind leg .by an alligator about three feet long. The .cat made a spring and got away, but the leg was bitten badly and bled freely.. The taste of blood seemed to put the alligator in a frenzy, for it came out on the bank and tried to continue the pursuit. The .cat turned on its enemy and a fierce fight began. The cat was a > quick that it was impossible for the alligator to get a bite at it, and tire result was that the saurian was soon endeavoring to beat a retreat to the water. But the cat now began an offensive attack and ctit off the way, nipping the alligator in the throat and tender spots under the arms until the reptile was bleeding and almost exhausted. This fight continued tor several hours, and when at last the alligator gave up it was bleeding from over a hundred wounds. The cat was seemingly unhurt except in the wounded leg, which was injured before the tight began.

TwKi.vs: years ago Bryce R. Blair, jr., son of a prominent citizen of Carbondale, Penn., went to Colorado to seek his fortune His parents heard regularly from him for three years. The last time he wrote them he was in Marysvale, Utah, but was on the point of going to Idaho No tidings have come from him since then. His father has been constantly searching for him for nine years. Not long ago he inserted an advertisement in a Salt Lake newspaper, describing hi> son minutely, among other things saying tbit ho was left-handed, and asking for information concerning the missing young man. A reply to this advertisement was received from a man in Salt Lake City, who said a man named Bryce R. Blair, answering exactly the description of the missing Carbondale man, even to being left-hunded, was living in Lander, Wyoming, and had been there about nine years. Young Blair's parents, while unable to account for the long silence of their son, had no doubt that they had found him at last The clue was followed up, but, although the Bryce Blair in Lander is the exact double of the Carbondale man of the same name, in age, size, weight and peculiarities, he E:d that he was the son of James of Nebraska, and was not even re-

lated in the remotest degree to his missing namesake. 'Frank Pierce of Etna, N. J., is a noted hunter, and when several farmers in his neighborhood complained recently that their poultry yards had been raided by a wild animal, he examine"!! the tracks of the robber, and declared, unhesitatingly, that they had all been made by a ’coon. He started out to prove the truth his assertion by capturing or killing the chicken thief. A little later he returned without any coon, dead or alive, but carrying under his arm a very small dog nearly dead from starvation. The tale he told concerning the finding of the dog was worth several ordinary ’coon stories. He said that he hunted a big ’coon into a wood, where it disappeared behind a pine tree. The lower part of the trunk was hollow, and when he put his ear to an aperture about three feet above the ground he heard something breathing. He cut another hole lower down, and drew out the little dog. The 'coon was not there. The dog, he thinks, chased something into the tree, and could not get out. Evidently it had been there several days. Probably the most remarkable occurrence ever known happened in Dawson last Wednesday says the Savannah News. Martha Roundtree, the well-known negro woman who kept a restaurant at the south end of Main street, now occupies a grave at the cemetery, the result of a sneeze. The physicians of Dawson say that they have never heard or read of a similar case. Wednesday the woman, as well as usual, was at the restaurant attending to her work. She had just left the rear of her eating saloon and walked to the front when she was attacked with an excessive spell of sneezing and coughing. She bad been afflicted with hernia, and the strain was so great as to burst a hole in her stomach. Surgical aid was called in and her stomach sewed up, which gave temporary relief. She lingered until late Saturday afternoon, when she died. The victim of this remarkable occurrence was a large woman, weighing 246 pounds. Some particulars of a remarkable case of revival from apparent death have come to hand from St. Petersburg, Russia. A lady who had been suffering from a violent nervous attack sank into a state of syncope, and after a time ceased, as it seemed, to breathe. The doctor who was attending her certified that death had resulted from paralysis of the heart. For some reason which is not explained another medical man, Dr. Loukhmanow, saw the body, and having been informed that the lady had suffered from attacks of hysteria and catalepsy, thought it worth while to make a thorough examination. After trying various other means he applied the microphone to the region 'of the heart, and was enable by this instrument to hear a faint beating, which proved that life was not extinct. Everything was done to resuscitate the patient, who shortly afterward recovered consciousness. A man in Biddeford, Me., is in a queer predicament regarding a piece of property. He owns fifty acres of land somewhere in the , suburbs of the city, but just where that land is no one seems able to .find out. The property was bequeathed to the perplexed citizen by his grandmother, and the boundary lines have not been run for many years. There is some faint record of the original grant, but nothing clear enough to establish the lines of ,the plot. The city has advertised the land to be sold for taxes, and the owner is in hopes of finding his own. He will let the city go ahead with the sale and bid in the land himself, and then the authorities will be obliged to establish the boundaries, for, as the citizen argues, the city can’t sell anything can't deliver, and can’t deliver anytmng it can’t find. Wonders will never cease. The latest ingenious scheme is in the interest of the farmer, and promises to dispense with plowing, using dynamite to stir up the earth. Holes are drilled in the soil two or three feet deep and five feet apart, making 1,600 to the acre. In each hole is placed a sufficient quantity of the explosive, connected with a wire leading to the battery, and after the holes have been plugged with clay, tho whole is discharged by a spark. In recent experiments, after the explosion the ground appeared to be lifted two feet, some clods being thrown to the height of thirty feet, while the earth vt’as found to be broken to the depth of thirty inches at the point of explosion, and for a considerable distance around the holes.

Mary Haywood has been living in the woods near St. Heding, Texas, like a wild animal for the last six years, and during all that time has never slept under a roof. She wore a dress made of reeds and leaves, and has lived principally on pecan nuts, although she would make nocturnal raids on smokehouses and steal meat, which she devoured raw. She would never permit any one to come near her, and the people of that section tolerated her presence until her thieving operations became so active that they captured her through strategy. She wqs pronounced insane by a jury. A Georgia farmer is raising two .calves that are being brought up to help themselves, and as a consequence, requi « less care. They are kept in the bam, near a .well, from which water is taken by means of a common cistern pump. The .calves have learned to •operate the pump, and whenever they want a drink they pump it. One pumps while tike other puts his mouth under the spout and drinks, and they take turns about. A MOt’KiAiN lion approached a pig-pen at the Tale ranch, near Alamo, Cal., and efleeted an entrance through a belejus large enough to admit his body. He then leisurely gorged himself with two shotes, which sos.welled < hi 6 body that hp could not pass out through the same aperture by which he had entered. Later in the day the owner of the ranch, Dr. French, discovered the intruder, and shot him.

A RARE POEM.

It Was Written by a Poet Who Has Since Won Fame. In the house of a gentleman in th s city, says the Kokomo, Ind., Dispatch, we saw a poem written on the fly leaf of an old book. Noticing the initials “L. A. P.” at the bottom, it struck us that p'ossibly we had run across a bonanza. The owner of the book said that he did not know who was the author of the poem. His grandfather, who gave him the book, kept an inn in Chesterfield, near Richmond, Va. One night a young man who showed plainly the marks of dissipation rapped at the door, asked if he could stay all night and was shown to a room. That was the last they saw of him. When they went next morning to call him to breakfast, he had gone but had left the bpok, on the fly leaf of which he had written these ven -

LEONANIN.

Leonanie—Angels named hw And they took the light Of the laughing stars, and framed her In a suite of white; And they made her hair of gloomy Midnight, and her eyes of glowing Moonshine, and they brought her to me In the silent night. In a solemn night of summer, When my heart of gloom Blossomed up to greet the comer Like a rose in bloom: All forebodings that distressed me I forgot as joy caressed me. Lying joy that caught and pressed me In the arms of doom. Only spake the little lisper In the angel’s tongue, Yet I, listening, heard her whisper; “Songs are only sung Here below, that they may grieve you— Tales are told you to deceive you— So must Leonanie leave you While her love is young." Then God smiled, and it was morning, Matchless and supreme, Heaven’s glory seemed adorning Earth with its esteem; Every heart but mine seemed gifted With the voice of prayer, and lifted Where my Leonanie drifted From me like a dream. E. A. P. Really J. Whitcomb Riley.

WHITE HOUSE FLOWERS.

Mrs. Harrison’s Interest in Orchids. Mrs. Cleveland Liked Pansies.

Mrs. Harrison, the accomplished mistress of the White House, is passionately fond of orchids, writes the Washington correspondent of the Minneapolis Tribune. She not only has them in profusion about the rooms of the Executive Mansion, but studies, cultivates and paints them. The White House conservatory contains over 150 varieties of tho orchid, numbering in all perhaps 5,000 plants. These have the special care of Superintendent Pfister, who is one of the most experienced florists in the country. The superintendent is greatly stimulated in the development of this beautiful! flower by Mrs. Harrison’s appreciation and intelligent suggestions. Superintendent Pfister states that when he took charge of the White House conservatory, sixteen years ago, the orchid was little known outside of botanical clubs and the homes of the wealthy. There wer. then only half a dozen specimens on the ground of the Executive Mansion, and no one seemed to realize the possibilities of the plant. There are many private conservatories in the East where more money has been spent on the orchid than at the White House, but nowhere has it been cultivated with more skill, patience or affection. It has been one of Mrs. Harrison’s ambitions to reproduce with her brush the manifold beauties of this flower, and her painting master has spent a great deal of time in the conservatory making special studies of her favorite plants. Some of Mrs. Harrison’s work in this line is very successful. She has delighted her friends with her faithfnl imitation of nature. Mrs. Harrison's taste in the matter of floral decoration for the White House is somewhat different from that of her predecessors. She prefers solid colors on the table. She does not want the roses mixed. If they are white, they are to be all white, and if red they are to be all red. Whatever flower has the preference for the day, its wealth must be shown in solid pieces, whether in baskets or bouquets. The limited capacity of the conservatory prevents the establishment of any inflexible rule on this point, but the superintendent makes it his business to understand the tastes of the President’s family, and naturally it is his constant study to please. Mrs. Cleveland’s favorite flower was the pansy. The ladies have noted with interest that many of Baby Cleveland’s first garments were embroidered with pansies. After President Cleveland’s marriage the pansy became a regular fixture in the White House, where its delicate aroma was always distinguishable. It is still cultivated in profusion, but by ho means so extensively as from 1886 to 1889. The old employes of the White House and the superintendent of the conservatory recall vJith interest and pleasure President Arthur's fondness for flowers. No occupant of the Executive Mansion has shown a greater knowledge or more refined taste on the subject. It was sometimes amusing to the attendants and vexatious to the florists to see the way he would disarrange their floral decorations. He was always seeking to harmonize the colors of the floral designs. He wanted flowers in every room and the best that could be produced. It was not sufficient, however, that-lhey be supplied in profusion. There had to be a showing of good taste in their arrangement on the tables and mantels. President Arthur spent a great deal of time in the conservatory. He delighted in showing his friends over the place and pointing out the rare and beautiful specimens. The White House conservatory occupies about an acre of ground. There are eight greenhouses devoted to the growing of plants. The conservatoryproper is divided into two parts, tropical and temperate. Th-i system of heating, lighting atjd ventilating is as near perfect as cop Id be devised. All of the buildings are under glass. There are nearly 5,000 plants. Hundreds of very rare tropical plants are to be seen, as well as ail the native or more commonly known flowers. Just at this time the Easter lily is receiving special attention and the specimens of this plant are both numerous and beautiful. The rose reaches its most perfect state in those grounds. On an average 100 roses a dav are placed in the White House. The President gets a basket almost everymorning for his office. Occasionally tho supply runs short and something else is substituted.

The appropriation for the White House conservatory averages about $5,000 per annum. With this sum the salaries of three men have to be paid, the house kept in repair, and soil and plants purchased. How so much can be accomplished with so small an amount of money is hard to understand. The conservatory, like the White House itself, is open to visitors. All the children in the District of Columbia haye the privilege of going there once a year. Owing to the limited space persons who wish to inspect it must receive permission to do so, and they arc accompanied by the superintendenf or a guide. It is one of the attractions of Washington. Students of botany and floriculture who come to the city do not feel that their visit is complete unless they ore able to spend an hour or two there.

CREDIT TO M’KINLEY.

A LEAF FROM THE PROTECTION LEDGER. How This Great Protective System Is Working to the Benefit (?) of the People —Poorer Goods and Higher Prices— Spreckels and the Sugar Trust. The Account for One Week. Credit these to McKinley. They are a few of the items on one side of the account of the “bravest and wisest of tariff measures,” the “trust-killing tariff,” as the New York Tribune fondly calls it. This bill that does not sustain a “higher rate of profits but a higher rate of wages, ” as Professor Gunton told the Republican Club of New York a few days ago. These are some of the items for the week ending April 15, 1892. When some loyal Republican has filled out the other side of the account so that it will not look too one-sided we will continue our side. April B—By a strike of 200 girls and boys in the Dolphin Jute Mills, at Paterson, N. J. The Press says “the boys had been getting $2.50 and the girls $2 a week” in this protected Industry. April B—By reduction of wages of puddlers at Mcllvane <t Son’s Plate Mill, Reading, Pa., from $3.75 to $3.50 per ton, and the announcement that next week Seifert’s two rolling mills, employing 300 hands, five miles below Reading, will close down indefinitely. April B—By the determination of the furniture and cabinet manufacturers’ association to keep their factories closed until the strikers give up their fight for eight hour*. April B—-By exactions of the rice trust which lead a committee of rice merchants at New Orleans to take steps to build a rice mill to circumvent the trust. April 9 —By consolidation of the six cotton seed oil mills of Georgia Into the Georgia Cotton Oil Company. The American Cotton Oil Company owns 120 mills.y For purposes of economy those in earn State are being merged into separate corporations. All of the trust mills are now reorganized under State charters, except those in South Carolina. April 10—By notice of general reduction of wages In all the furnaces at Newcastle, Pa. After April 17 the turn men will be reduced 15 cents, the day laborers 10 cents, and the Iron men J cents per pound. This will give the turn men $1.75 and the laborers $1.35 per day. April 10—By closing down of the Dolphin Jute Mill, at I’aserson, N. J., because of the inordinate request of the boys for $3 and of the girls for $2.50 per week. April 10—By strike of 200 electriclight men in New York. April 10—By the strike of twenty helpers at the Phoenix Silk Mill, Paterson, N. J. April 10—By the announcement in the Tribune that Claus Spreckels cleared $5,000,000 when he sold his Philadelphia sugar refinery to the trust, giving the latter complete control of refined sugar east of the Rockina, April 11 —By a big marble trust which the Tribune announces is being formed in Georgia “to unite all the marble proprietorships in the country so that the Output as well as the prices can be regulated." The duty on marble averaged about 50 per cent, under this “trust-killing tariff." April 14—By the announcement that the whisky trust, whose total earnings for the year ending March 31,1892, were $4,728,827, Is to wipe out all opposition by a temporary reduction of prices. April 14—By the formation of a trust composed of the thirty typefounders in the United States. • April 14—By the closing of the Spreckels enormous refinery by the sugar trust, so as to decrease production and maintain trust prices. April 15—By the completion of the Diamond match trust, it having bought the Lebanon Match Company, of Philadelphia, for $125,000. This was the last company to surrender to the trust. The retail dealers in Philadelphia, upon advices from wholesalers, at once advanced the price of matches 50 cents per gross.

Poorer Good. and Higher Prices.

Mr. Whiting, a Congressman from Michigan, and one of the members of the Committee on Ways and Means of the House of Representatives, has an interest in a large mercantile firm in St. Clair, Mich. Being in the business he ought to know what effect the McKinley tariff has bad upon prices. When he was asked, on his return to Washington from New York, where he had been buying goods, what effect the high duties have had upon prices, he said: “The Importers of New, York are protesting with one voice against a policy of the custom house, which is now to exact the highest possible rates of duty, and to treat all importers as dishonest and guilty of undervaluation. I have no doubt that the moving cause is the fact that money is needed to fill an empty treasury, but the people must pay the bills. The high tariff now being collected encourages American manufacturers to support the Republican ticket with large contributions, and I have no doubt the administration knows what it is about. “The claim that goods have not been made higher by the McKinley law I am able to deny with emphasis, after a practical experience of several daps in purchasing all classes of importations as well as home goods. In many cases the quality of goods is degraded in order not to show increased cost. In other cases expensive goods are dropped from the counters of the wholesale houses and cheaper articles are substituted and introduced as a ‘change of style.’ It is but a poor subterfuge to make the poor consumer think he is paying no more for the same articles he purchased a year ago. Ido not think any buyer is deceived. “Hence it is that they are organizing a trust with the galvanizers in order to maintain the high prices which they are now charging for kheet iron. “The only wayln which the tin plate industry can be established in this country on a substantial basis is by putting iron and steel sheets, now controlled by a trust, upon the free list. Until this Is done consumers will be forced to continue the payment of over $17,000,000 in duties on Imported tin plate into the treasury of the United States.”

A New Trust.

The Iron Age announces that “negotiations are in progress looking to the merging into one body of the Association of Iron and Steel Sheet Manufacturers, the National Association of Galvanized Sheet Manufacturers and the Tinned Plate Manufacturers’- Associa- I tion of the United States. This association when organized will be a powerful one, and is expected to be of considerable benefit to the trade. A general meeting of the above three organiza- i tions will be held in Pittsburg on Wednesday, June 10 next, at which it Is expected the consolidation will take place.” This is just what the manufacturers of iron and stfel sheets, who were chiefly instrumental in getting the -in- ' crease in the duty on tin plate, have ; been aiming at all the time. The manu- ' facturers of galvanized iron have such a , complete control of that industry that when thd prices of terne plate were advanced, in consequence of the higher duty, they were able to advance the , nrices of their *al vanized iron in spite

of the fact that the price of the erode iron had fallen. The makers of galvanized iron favored the advance in the duty on terne plate for just thi&purpose. On the other hand, the sheet-iron makers favored the duty in order to make the price of tin plate so high that the cannere. and other large consumers would be forced to build tinning stacks for making tin plates, and thus become their customers for iron and steel sheets. The makers of sheet-iron and steel never intended to engage In the tinplate business, as the Iron Age has several times intimated. They know well that as long as the high duties on sheet iron can be maintained those who build tinning stacks will have to buy the sheet iron used of them.

Claus Spreckels and the Sugar Trust.

The New York Tribune of April 12 contains the following, “San Francisco, April 11. (Special.) One of Claus Spreckels' associates who is near to the old sugar king gave, to-day, the first inside story of the way the California millionaire made the Sugar Trust come to his terms. He said: ‘when the Sugar Trust was formed, Spreckels had full control of all the territory west of the Missouri River. The leaders of the trust offered him good terms to enter the combination, but he refused. Then they declared war on him, and threatened to carry the fight Into his own country. Spreckels is not a man who ever calmly took a challenge, and his first step was to carry the war into Africa by building a $3,000,000 refinery in Philadelphia. Then he began to cut rates, and he njade things* so lively for the trust that they were glad to make peace at any price. So they agreed to let him alone in his own territory, and to pay him $8,000,000 for his Philadelphia refinery. When the old man returned here last week, he was so elated over his profit of $5,000,000 that he divided $3,000,000 in equal shares between his sons John and Adolph and his daughter Emma. Now he Is making arrangements,to handle this season all the sugar of the Sandwich Islands, as the planters have got to come to him.’ " This same Claus Spreckels has for years been posing as the enemy of the sugar trust and the friend of the people. He has pretended to stand between the two, and to have prevented the trust from raising its prices even higher than it has done. Some credulous people have been foolish enough to believe that he was sincere in his opposition to the trust, and that he would do as he said and fight it as long as he was on top of the earth. The truth is that he has been doing some financiering on his own account, and that there has been more money for him to remain out of the trust and to work his Hawaiian monopoly, than to endanger it by selling out to the trust, at least until he could get his price, which, it seems, was no less than $8,000,000. Why he sold at? this profit Is clear when We study the situation a little. . Congressman Herbert, in the last North American Review, quotes from the report of S. G. Brock to the effect that under the reciprocity treaty of 1877 with Hawaii, which admits merchandise from Hawaii free, we have lost $43,898,978 in revenue. The two chief imports from Hawaii are sugar and rice. Mr. Herbert shows that because of the comparatively small supply of these articles from Hawaii the price of sugar and rice is not less in the United States because of this treaty. Mr. Spreckels for years had a monopoly of the sugar industry of Hawaii, hence Mr. Herbert says “every dollar of the $43,000,000 of taxes released on Hawaiian sugar went into the pockets of the producers of that article, Mr. Claus Spreckles and others." It is not surprising, then, that Mr. Spreckels comments in the North American Review of March, 1891, on “the wise and far-seeing policy embodied in the Hawaiian treaty.” Since raw sugar is free be can no longer make an extra profit of from 1 2-5 to 2 cents per pound and the sugar industry of Hawaii is seriously crippled, and since he can by this sale make $5,000,000 and maintain hid monopoly of the sugar market west of the Rockies, he has deemed it wise to sell at this sacrifice. His Eastern refinery could have earned him $1,000,000 a year as long as the present duty of half a cent per pound is maintained on refined sugar for the benefit of the trust, but perhaps Spreckels has had his ear to the ground and prefers a “bird in the hand to two in the bush.”

Republican Patriotism.

Here is the official income of the Harrison family for four years: President Herrl son'» salary #200,000 President Harrison's brother, carter B. Harrison, United States Marshal in Tennessee 18,000 His brother-in-law, J, D. Soott, Superintendent of Construction of Public Buildings at Pori Townsend 8,800 Bussell B. Harrison’s father-in-law, Alvin Saunders, Utah Commissioner 8,002 Baby McKee's paternal uncle Frank, Deputy Collector of customs In Washington 10,000 Cousln»ln-law D. W. McClung, collector of revenue in Ohio 18,000 Mr. Russell B. Harrison's cousin, Win. Haines, law clerk in Postofllce Department 12,000 Lieutenant Parker, nephew by marriage, detailed for nominal auty in Berlin 16,000 President Harrison's father •in - law, Scott, in Treasury Department 10,0.0 President Harrison's daughter’s husband’s brother. Government Clerk 12,000 President Harrison's brother's son-ln-lew. Government Clerk ..*,OOO President Harrison’s wife’s niece's husband, Government C1erk.........7,800. President Harrison’s fa'her-in-law’e niece's husband, in Postoffice Department 8,000 President Harrison'k brother-in-law, in Patent Office. 8,600 President Harrison's coubiu, J. T. Taylor, Custoolan of Postoffice in Kansas City 3,600 Total. 8345, COO

Past Praying For.

The Rew. Francis Marsten,a Presbyterian minister of Ohio, lias the rude vigor and grit of a Calvin. He was asked to open the Ohio Legislature with prayer, and this was the burden of his petition: “Remember, oh Lord, the welfare of these Thy servants, gathered here in this maelstrom of iniquity, fraud, and corruption. Thou knowest with what suspicion this Legislature is looked upon by the people of this great State. Lord, deliver us from the bribes, the bribers and the bribe-takers in our midst, and keep them from the ways of temptation which surround them on every hand, and may their acts be righteous and not corrupt." What a kick this Republican body made. It did not want any such deliverance, and in its kicking went so far as to propose that the reverend gentleman be called to the bar of the House for contempt. Never had Ohio a more corrupt Legislature and it is evidently past praying for.

Tariff Shots.

On women's and children's dress goods that can be bought for 7 cents a yard in Europe, the McKinley tax is 7 cents a yard and in addition thereto 40 per cent, of value—in all 140 per cent. The total revenue-only tax proposed by the Springer free-wool bill is only 35 per cent. McKinley tax 140 Revenue-only tax 35 The Century Magazine a careful description of the famous rebel yell. This will be very serviceable to such members of the Grand Army as Ingalls, who may want to use it in their political speeches, but who never heard it. The old legend was that “Trust was dead, bad pay killed him.” Nowadays, however, the stronger the trust the more wages are cut down.

CHILDREN’S COLUMN.

A DEPARTMENT FOR LITTLE BOYS AND GIRLS. Something that Will Interest the Juvenile Members of Every Household Quaint Actions and bright Sayings of Cute Children. Father Gander's Melodies. Little 80-Peep Has lost her sheep, And 1 know where she'll find them! Down In the shops— As mutton chops— With a porter-house steak behind them. —Harper's Young People. A Bogue of a Hoy. His name was Phil Deane. He had great, laughing, brown eyes, and little, prying, brown lingers. He had, too, a sad, sad habit of not obeying. You shall hear what came of this. The story Is as true as a story can be. Phil and his papa and mamma were staying at Mr. Drew’s farmhouse by the seashore when it happened, and Phil was C years old. One day, after digging sand awhile upon the beach, the little boy trudged off behind the house to pull clover for Bessie, the klppV rpfi <*nw “That’s right, Master Phil,” called Mr. Drew from the barn, where he was painting a boat; “give my cow a good supper.” “She eats pretty fast, I think,"said Phil, stroking Bessie, of whom he was very fond. Then he frisked into the barn to watch Mr. Drew at his work. “Mustn’t touch," cried Mr. Drew, dipping his brysh into the can of blue paint beside him. “Why mustn't I? ” began Phil, but at that moment he spied something strange in the corner and ran to see what it could be. It was a gun, left there by a neighbor who was coming back for it in a short time. “Mustn't touch,” said Mr. Drew, without looking up. He had forgotten the gun. He thought the child had gone for the pitch fork. “Why can't I take it?” asked Phil, slyly laying hold of the gun. "You’re too little. You might hurt yourself," said Mr. Drew, still without raising his eyes, for now he heard Phil’s father coming, and he thought Mr. Deane could take care of his own little son. “Poh! I’m oceans bigger’n I used to be. Mr. Drew doesn’t know,” said Phil to himself, lifting the heavy gun with a great effort and pointing it at his father. “Look out, papa, I'm going to shoot,” he cried out merrily, with his chubby brown finger upon the trigger. “Don’t move, my son, don’t move!” shouted his father, springing quickly aside. But even while he spoke the trigger snapped, and with a flash and a bang the gun went off. Phil saw something fall, and topplied over himself, shrieking: “I didn’t mean to! O, I didn’t mean to shoot papa! O! I was only funning.” Strange to say, Mr. Deane was not harmed In the least. “You might have killed me, my son. It’s a mercy that you did not,” he cried, hastening to snatch up the smoking gun. “You haven’t hurt me, but—think of it, my little boy—you have killed Mr. Drew’s good old cow.” ' Phil nearly cried his eyes out over the cow, and his papa gave Mr. Drew •40 0 buy another one, but that did not make dear old Bessie alive again. No, that day’s mischief could nCver be undone, but It taught little Phil a lesson that he has never forgotten. It taught the little meddler never to touch what he had been told not to handle.—Penn Shirley, in Our Little Ones. A Touching Incident. In the “Memoirs of Jenny LindGoldschmidt” we read this touching Incident of her childhood: It was the grandmother who was the first to detect the musical gifts of the child, and this detection left a profound impression on the child herself, as *lf she, too, then first made a discovery of what was In her, through the surprise which she found herself producing in others. The story formed her earliest distinct memory. Coming up from the country to the‘town, she was struck by the music of the military bugles that daily passed through the street, and one day,'When she fancied herself alone in the house, she crept to the piano, on which her half-sister used to practice her music, and, with one finger, strummed out for herself the fanfare which she had caught from the soldiers. But her grandmother was at hand, and, hearing the music, called out the name of the half-sister, whom she supposed It to be, and little Jenny, in terror at being found out, hid under the square piano. She was so small that she fitted in perfectly, and the grandmother, getting no answer to her calls, came in to look, and presently discovered her and dragged her out, and was astonished, and said: “Child, was that you?” And Jepny, in tears at her crime, confessed, but the grandmother looked at her deeply and in silence, and when the mother came back she told her, and said: “Mark my words, that child will bring you help.”

An Obedient Prince.

Some time ago an amusing little anecdote was related about the German Crown Prince while having a lesson In grammar from his tutor. One is now being told about the second son of the Imperial couple, Prince Eitel Fritz. The Emperor is exceedingly strict about his sons’ behavior at table. The other day little Prince Eitel Fritz, using his fingers Instead of his knife and fork, was corrected by his father several times to no purpose. At last the Emperor’s patience was exhausted, and he said; “Children who eat with their fingers are like little dogs who bold their food with their paws. If you use your fingers again you must go under the table, the proper place for little dogs. ” The little Prince did his utmost not to forget this time, and used his knife and fork like a man; but all at once he forgot again, and began using bis fingers. “March under the table,” said his father. Prince Eitel Fritz crept under as bidden. After a little while the

Emperor, thinking the Prince very quiet, lifted up the tablecloth, and peeped underneath. There sat little Prince Eitel Frits undressed. Hia father asked him what he meant by undressing himself. “Little dogs don’t wear clothes, they only have skin,” was the child’s reply. What Came After Supper. Good old Uncle Henry and 4-year-old Tom, his nephew, were in conference. Asked how he put in his tim« the small boy began with breakfast, hurried over play time to dinner, then through more play to supper, and then paused in doubt. “Well, Tom, what comes after sup. per?” asked his uncle. The boy’s big eyes looked fixedly into space, but his lips never moved. “Surely something comes after supper?” the elder repeated. “Y-e-s," said Tom, with a reluctant effort. “Well, what is it?” “1 get whipped, mostly.” Tiresome, but So Very Nice. A pretty fan was presented to a little girl four years of age, and she, wishing to show her new treasure, hung it on her finger and hung it out at arm’s length. A lady on entering the parlor was attracted by the peculiar attitude of the little girl, and finally said to her: “Isn’t It very fatiguing to hold out your arm in that way so long?” Said little Elsi« Tn return, with a deep sigh: “Isn’t 11 always fatiguing to be elegant?" A Little Mixed. “How old are you?” asked the gentleman who came to cal). “Five o’clock,” answered May.— Harper’s Young People.

An Obliging Walter.

The at an uptown family hotel have been annoyed recently by t£e consequences of a litigation between the owners of the building and the manager, says the New York Times. The hotel is run about at usual, but the litigation precludes the purchase of any additional furniture and fixtures. When the plates, and cups, and saucers are chipped or broken there is no provision for their replacement while the lawsuits are pending. One of the guests, an ardent lover of Mocha, strenuously objected to drinking his coffee from a broken cup. The waiter who attended his table chanced to be one of the obliging kind, and he brought from his private cabinet a new coffee cup edged with a broad band of gold and with the words “Love the Giver" intertwined with flowers. He explained that the cup had been presented to him years ago, but he had never used it. The favored guest, not desiring to h irt the waiter’s feelings, made use of the gaudy cup. A few days thereafter, however, the waiter dropped it and broke it. The next morning coffee was served to the favored guest in a plain white mug labeled in blue letters on the front, “A Nice Shaver." “What Is this?” asked the guest suspiciously. “That’s my shaving mug,” responded the waiter affably. “I haven’t another whole cup.”

A " Busted” Baronet.

Sir Randall Roberts, whose title is one of the most ancient of English baronetcies, has just been sued for the recovery of $25, which, according to the evidence produced in court, had been lent to him in very small amounts for the purpose of enabling him to get his breakfasts. Sir Randall is, financially speaking, on hie beam ends, and is in the disagreeable position of an undischarged bankrupt, He Is eking out a scanty subsistence by borrowing and by doing some occasional work for an insurance company. His fate Is all the harder when It is remembered that he has behind him a distinguished career. He served in the Crimean war with such distinction as to obtain a number of orders and medals, including that of the Legion of Honor. His gallantry during the Indian mutiny, too, was conspicuous, while during the FrancoGerman war of 1870, where he acted as special correspondent for a London dally paper, he received the Iron Cross from the hands of Emperor William. He is a man who during the last twenty years, has been in constant ill luck and hot water, and In Cairo in 1885 became Involved in a very disagreeable conflict with the police. He is married and has grownup sons and daughters, who appear to have discarded him.—New York Recorder.

Illustrating a Point.

“You don't know how glad I am to sec you interested in this noble work,” said the rector, addressing the Children’s Foreign Mission Society. “These poor heathens know nothing of our ways of life. They live in rude huts, dress in the skins of animals and never go to school or to church. They have never heard the blessed gospel, and you can help to spread the good news among them. “You can scarcely form an idea of what they are or how they live,” he continued. “Why, children, these poor people are as black—as blacker—why, children, they’re as black as the ace of spades ” Two big boys on the front seat snickered, and an audible smile ran through the elder portion of the congregation, while poor Dr. Tenthly got red and white by turns and gave out a hymn to relieve the general embarrassment.—Detroit Tribune.

Pretty but Bloodthirsty.

A pure white mink is the picture of innocence. Every movement embodies a thought of gentleness. Notwithstanding all this, a Pittsburg paper records the bloodthirstiness of a pure white mink in East Bradford, Chester County. Fifty chickens and one hundred ducks is the death record of that innocent-looking animal before, in turn, it fell before the muzzle of a trusty rifle.* Granite. Granite is the lowest rock in the earth’s crust It is the bed rock of the world. It shows no evidence of animal or vegetable life. It is from two to ten times as thick as the united thickness of all the other rocks. . It is the parent rock from which all other jocks have been either directly or indirectly derived.