Democratic Sentinel, Volume 19, Number 20, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 24 May 1895 — Page 6

SYMPTOMS OF SPRING.

• i—, - VARIOUS INDICATIONS THAT HERALD ITS COMING. iMvereified Occupations that Indicate the Opening of the Pleasant Season —The Time of Plowing, of Carpet Beating and House Cleaning. Advent of Worm Weather. In the spring a fuller crimson comes upon the robin’s breast; In the spring the wanton lapwing gets himself another crest; In the spring a livelier iris changes on the burnishe4 dove; In the spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of loTe. —Tennyson. The advent of the season of young chicken and tender onions Is gener-

SPRING CHICKEN FROM START TO FINISH.

ally seized upon by poets and sentimentalists as a suitable occasion for preparing their wares for market, and, with the first bluebird, comes the man who has spring poetry for sale. Not that he ever finds a sale for It, for to bring spring poetry to a newspaper office or magazine sanctum, when every man in each of these establishments la, ex-officio, himself a spring poet, is like carrying coals to Newcastle or cigars to Havana. But in spite of the fact that there is never nny demand for his work, the spring poet always comes, and comes so numerously aud regularly that he must be regarded as a sign of the advent of the season of budding leaves and blooming flowers. Writing spring poetry must, therefore, be considered a regular occupation of the season, as well as a sign that the sun is about to come up from the south, reviving all nature, and waking the world to a new life. But the advent of the spring poet with his well-worn rhymes and timehonored fancies, Is not the only Indication that the world is about tq awake from its long torpor. Both in city and country there are at this season of the year unmistakable tokens that the spring has come. In the rural districts, says She St. Louis Globe-Democrat, even a blind man could not be in error with regard to the symptoms. As soon as the ground is dry enough, the spring plowing begins, and with the plowing the miseries of the farmer, the farmer’s family and the farmer’s hired man. But the plowing is not the only indication of spring in the country. As the days lengthen, the farmer’s wife begins to take a more decided Interest In outdoor life than she has manifested during the winter, and all the indict tions point strongly towards the chlek-

THE SUBURBANITE’S LUCK.

en house as the center of her concern. For weeks she collects eggs from the most eligible hette, and when, by Illnatured clucking, one of their number manifests an intention to “set,” the wherewithal for her to set on is imme-

diately provided. In due time the fluffy little balls of down appear and immediately become objects of interest, for In them the farmer’s wife discerns hopes of future proilt. So they are carefully nursed through the various

ailments that youthful ehlckenhood is heir to; they are taken into the kitchen in baskets when it rains or turns cold, they are protected from rats and weasels and other “varmints," they are guarded from pips and gapes and predacious insects, and all, not that they may grow up 'and scratch for themselves and be happy through life, but in order that when old enough they may be crowded into crates and 'sent to the city, there to appear on the restaurant menus and hotel bills of fare a as chickep.’ . Whether or not the suburban resident Is affected by the example of the farmer is a question that can not be satisfactorily answered without a previous knowledge of the character of the suburbanite's wife. Of course, she was responsible in the first place for his going out Into the suburbs. No single man lives in the suburbs save under peculiar or exceptional circumstances,

for ths habitat of the single man is down town; nor does nny married man consent ..to a removal to the suburbs until after a year or two has been spent In Impressing on his mind the superiority of the suburbs, where the children can get fresh air, and where we can have a garden and our own fruits and vegetables. The unlucky wretch always tumbles Into this pitfall, moves out in the autumn, endures during the whole winter the discomforts of traveling to and fro on the cars, and finally In the spring discovers that the only way to get a garden in the suburbs Is to make it yourself. This discovery does

not burst on him all of a sudden, like the sunlight from behind a cloud; it comes slowly and by degrees, like the advent of the dawn. He hires a man to spade up the ground, and at the end of half an hour’s laborious toil the man disappears, and so does the new spade. Comforted by his wife with the assurance that if the ground is only spaded up she and the children can do the rest, he buys another spade, and hires another man. But even after tlie ground is prepared for the seed and the seed are sown, there Is always a hitch. The children must go to school, for, of course, it would not do to allow them to grow up in ignorance, even if they do live in the suburbs, and when school is over, they must play, being naturally too tired to work. His wife is obliged to make the round of the neighbors’ houses every day, and when she gets home her back feels like it would break, and her head Is fit to split. Of course, she must lie down and rest awhile. So it goes until the suburbanite comes home from the city, and by this time she is rested and quite equal to the fatigue of standing In the yard and seeing him do the work, and he does it, too, or she is duly provided by him with an excellent reason to the contrary. He may not like gardening, in fact, he may utterly detest and abhor it, but if his wife has made up her mind that the establishment Is to have a garden, he makes that garden or hires somebody as a substi-

ONE KIND OF SPRING FEVER.

tute, in which case it Is discovered at the end of the season that the radishes have cost 50 cents apiece and the cabbages sl. .In the city, too, there are indications of spring quite as pronounced as the

i budding trees, the blooming flowers and the piping of the spring chickens, j Women are subject to many peculiar I ailments, but among the whole number there Is none more oemarkable than that disease which makes its appearance with the advent of the first .warm days, and of which the principal and most aggravating symptom is a burning desire to “dean house.” The house may not be dirty; in fact, it may have been in the pink of condition, so far as cleanliness Is concerned, all through the but that fact counts for nothing; thg-rllsease, like the mumps or measles or cacoetbes scribendipmust I run its course, and everybody must be inconvenienced, and everything turned topsy turvy in order that the house may be clean. Only the youthful and inexperienced husband makes any effort to stem the tide, and any arguments that he may advance are triumphantly routed on the spot. His assertions that the house is clean enough are scornfully disproved by his wife, who points out to him certain finger marks on the doors, specks of dust and scratches on the furniture, and assures him, with an air of superior wisdom, that the carpets are absolutely filthy and must come up, for she can never get her own consent to live through the summer in a house that is little better than a pig stye. The old husband knows better. Like the willow, he bends before the storm. At the first preliminary symtoms, the appearance on the back porch of water buckets and scrubbing brushes. he girds up his loins and flees, to return no more until the tempest be over and past The enjoyment of the house-cleaning season by the woman is something almost miraculous. She fairly revels in it With a towel over her hair, and her husband’s last summer's straw hat on her head, with her oldest gown tucked up to be out of the mess on the floor, and her arms bare to the elbows, she gloats in the disorder that her own hands have created. In the languag% of a distinguished college president, “It is her occasion, ’’ and she feels, not only its importance, but her own as connected with it In her presence her husband dwindles into insignificance, for what does a man know about housecleaning? The darkles who beat thi carpets into holes are of more consequence than he; far more, indeed, as on such occasions they are persons of considerable importance, for, as adjuncts to the spring cleaning, they are by no means to be despised. Every one knows them. At stated seasons they appear in every neighborhood, as regularly as the cuckoo in England, and just as mysteriously, for no one knows whence they come nor, after the spring cleaning Is over, whither they go. I.ike the deus ex machina of the Latin stage, they appear just in time to execute their part at the annual spring sacrifice to the goddess of cleanliness, whoever she may be, and,' after the oblations have been offered, they disappear, to be seen no more until the next season. Where they live in the

ON THE FIRST ROUND.

meantime, or whether they live at all, is a question that cannot be settled by the denizens of the neighborhood. All that these can say is that at certain seasons sounds that suggest the open-

ANOTHER KIND OF SPRING FEVER.

ing of a heavy cannonade may be heard from a dozen different directions, and, if followed up, their origin will be found in as many vacant lots where a couple of Senegambians are beating a carpet into Its original breadths. Every quarter has its own spring signs, however, and as the country and the suburbs herald the coming of spring in one way, just as certainly do the down-town regions detect its arrival in another. For, as the country bursts into bloom with the first warm sunshine, so, by the same means, do the showwindows of the milliri'ery stores also betoken the advent of the pleasant season. Why the soul of woman should glow with unusual fervor at the mention of spring hats and headgear is one of th(*3e problems that, like the position of the magnetic pole, must ever remain in doubt. Whatever the solution, if, indeed, there is omifat all, the fact is unquestioned, as any one may observe for himself who will take the trouble to note in passing, the enthusiasm displayed by feminine human nature when massed in front of the windows of a hat store. The word enthusiasm does not, in the least, express the idea, the feeling exhibited is closely related to that form of madness mentioned by the Greeks, which impels him who possesses It tb fall down and worship any beautiful object, no matter wbat its nature.

The magnificent Washington Memorial Arch, at the entrance to Washington Squayg from Fifth avenue, has been dedicated and formally turned over to the city of New York with fitting ceremonies. The idea of erecting such a structure originated on the occasion of the centennial anniversary of Washington’s first inauguration, which was celebrated April 30, 1889. A wooden arch was then erected, and it was suggested to embody the design in marble. Accordingly appeals fc»r popular subscriptions were made and

FOUR MILES FOR A CENT.

That la the Coat of Locomotion in a New Horseleas Vehicle. The latest and apparently most practical self-propelling vehicle yet produced in this country has just been perfected at Springfield, Mass., after

THE NEW HORSELESS VEHICLE.

three years of experimentation. This improved motor carriage is daily traversing the roadways of Western Massachusetts. The total weight is 000 pounds. The wheels are rubber-tired and run on ball bearings. The front wheels turn on their own pivot located In the hub, the axle being firmly held by the side bars. The lever in front wholly controls the carriage. The lateral movement turns the wheels, the vertical motion starts and stops the vehicle, '-changes its rate of speed and also reverses Its movement, driving It backward when desired. The, lever connections all have ball joints, which can never become loose and cause lost motion. A brake drum of peculiar construction Is placed upder the seat and connected with a thumb button located at the front corner of the seat By pressing the thumb upon this button the carriage if running twelve miles an hour can be stopped within a distance of four feet The variable speed ranges from three to sixteen miles an hour, the normal rates being three, six and ten miles. To obtain these' different rates the motor does not change its speed. The increase is made in the gearing, which is alternately rawhide and iron and runs quite still. To obtain a greater speed than ten miles an hour the pressing of the button at the front of the seat will increase the speed of the motor. The mechanism runs upon ball bearings wherever possible, and otherwise metaline bearings are used, rendering oiling unnecessary. The motor has a driving capacity of four horse-power and is what is usually termed a gasoline motor. The cost of running this carriage is one-fourth of a cent a mile. *A supply can be carried sufficient for 150 miles and can readily be replenished at any town en route. The motor has proved entix-ely reliable, having been run several weeks on a test, and shows no variation in power or speed. ,It is simple, will cost but little to run and is applicable to business as well'as. pleasure purposes.

Weight of the Human Body.

A physician points out that several fallacies are common with regard to the weight of the human body. The man who congratulates himself on his gain of several pounds in weight over a given period may have no cause for rejoicing, for he may be under a delusion. Very few persons, says this investigator, have any correct idea of their own weight. As a matter of fact, the weight of the body is continually changing, owing to innumerable influences. On a warm day after breakfast a man will lose more than a third of a pound per hour. Seventy per cent, of the body consists of water, and its weight varies constantly. The inference to be drawn from the loss or gain of a pound or two may be mistrusted. Fluctuations of a few ounces are a sign that he body is In a healthy state.

The Troublesome Khedive.

The Khedive is not a wise ruler—-per-haps not even an endurable one—but still it is in his name that we English govern; and to have to be perpetually hinting #Uit he must be deposed, or even his house superseded, is not pleasant—not a process which, however necessary—and we are not denying its necessity—tends to diminish the English civilian’s drawback in governing their disagreeableness to the upper classes of the governed. They get along with the proletariat well enough, for the latter like justice and light taxation, but the gentry, who feel throttled by our inflexibility and “priggish” desire for European justice, cannot reconcile themselves to our authority. They fret, and their titular ruler frets, and those whom they Influence fret, till, whenever there is a Jar, rumors are

IN HONOR OF WASHINGTON.

Dec. 27, 1890, the first stone was laid. The arch is of white Tuckahoe marble and stands seventy-two feet high. On one' side is the inscription: “To commemorate the 100th anniversary of the inauguration of George Washington as first President of the United States. Erected by the people of New York city.” Qn the other side is a quotation taken from Washington’s first inaugural address: “Let us raise a standard to which the wise and honest can repair. The event is in the hands of God.” The entire cost of the monument is $128,000.

circulated of approaching revolt, and alarmists talk of massacre, and half Europe looks on, thinking that though the English govern successfully, they govern without amiability or ation for feelings, which the continent holds to be exceedingly important Tha Khedive is, we do not doubt a forward person; but we do not know a European prince who, In his position, would not be boiling over, or who, if a weak man, would not be tempted to give little pin pricks to his aggressive tutor whenever he saw that that was safe.— The Spectator.

A Plain, Unpretentious Structure in Portland, Me. Thomas Brackett Reed, ex-Speaker of the National House of Representatives, and Presidential aspirant, was born in Portland, Me., in 1840 and has lived there nearly all his life. His residence is a big, red brick structure, a double house, and Mr. Reed owns and lives in the corner half of it It stands in the fashionable part of residential Portland, and there Is a fine view of the water front and suburbs from its upper windows. In old-fashioned Portland the old fashion of having door plates Is still in vogue, and on Mr. Reed's big front door is a very small and modest silver plate inscribed, “T. B. Reed.” Though n very plain house in its exterior, within it is delightful. One has not been a moment past the front door before he notices that the library Is the soul of this house. The parlor in front is pretty and artistic; the dining-room in the rear is small and rather severe,

after the New England style. The library between them is the largest room in the house and the one most used. It is full of books, pictures, curio and easy chairs and has a flood of light streaming in it through broad windows.

In Dresden female servants are required by the police regulations to keep a book,. in which the mistress enters dates of engagement and dismissal, reason for dismissal, etc. An English lady dismissed a German servant for impertinence, and entered in the book that she was discharged for rudeness, but was in every other respect a good servant. The girl camo back and reported that the police ordered the remark concerning her rudeaess’to be erased. On the lady refusing to comply she found herself summoned to the police court. She stood to her guns, however, like a good Englishwoman, and replied in effect: “Quod scripsl, scripsi.” Upon this the official who heard the case observed that if she would not erase the remark the police would, and a slip of thick paper was forthwith pasted over the entry.—London Truth.

A warehouse in Paris has been built with glass floors. The initial cost is considerably more than that of the ordinary floor, but in view gs the fact that toughened glass is so much moro durable than wood, the experiment is likely to prove cheaper in the end. “Do you not sometimes have soulful yearnings which you long to convey in words, but cannot?” asked the sentimental £trl u “Yes, indeed,” replied the young man. “I was once dreadfully anxious to send home for money and I didn’t have the price of a telegram.” Washington Star. Harry—Don’t you know, Carrie, It always seems to me that it must be ap awfully awkward thing for a lady to carry a muff. Carrie—Oh, it is not such a difficult thing when you get your hand in.—Boston Transcript

Most of the people who talk about the heavy crosses they have to bear are crosses themselves upon the backs of other people.

TOM REED'S HOME.

RESIDENCE OF T. B. REED.

An Amended “Character.”

Glass Floors.

OUR DIPLOMATS IN JAPAN.

They Live Much Better than Thoee In Europe—Salaries Good. Japan Is now considered quite as desirable a country by our diplomatic agents as England or the continent. The salaries*of the consuls are high, and our diplomats live much better in Japan than they do in Europe. Nearly every one of them has a large establishment, with plenty of servants, and they are, as a rule, of a higher grade than those appointed to the big cities of Europe. The Consul General at Yokohama is one of the ablest men who have ever been sent abroad in that capacity. His name is Nicholas W. Mclvor, and he is an lowa man of about 40 years of age. The Vice Consul General is Mr. George H. Scidmore, who has been for years connected with the service and who has considerable diplomatic ability. At Osaka and Hiogo, the great commercial centers of Western Japan, the United States is represented by Enoch J. Smitliers. who has been connected with our diplomatic sendee for a quarter of a <*?ntury and who did good work at Shanghai and Tien-Tsin. At Nagasaki we have J. H. Abercrombie, a rich American, who lias one of the finest houses in the

AMERICAN LEGATION, TOKYO.

far East and who is a man of culture and brains. The consuls, however, have to do only with the business interests of the country and with thp furthering of American trade. All matters connected with this war are left to the legation at Tokyo, and this is in a better condition to-day than it has been for years. The minister is Mr. Edwin Dun, a relative of Senator Thurman and a man well fitted to deal with the Japanese from his residence of many years in the country. He speaks the Japanese as well as he does the English, and he has an intimate personal friendship with the greatest of the Japanese statesmen. Ho is a big, broad-shoulder-ed, red headed man of about 45. He is a thorough American, and lie has the nerve to demand and the diplomacy necessary to secure the best results for our people in the far East The position of a Minister to Japan is now worth about $35,000 a year in silver. The Minister has a fine, modern home in Tokyo, and he lives within a stone’s throw of half a dozen Japanese nobles and princes.

A Migratory Invalid.

A curious instance of sagacity on the part of a pigeon has come to my knowledge, writes a contributor to a London paper. Some time ago one of the blue rocks which frequent the square iu front of the Guild Hall had the misfortune, to damage Its leg. The bird was promptly taken care of by one of the policemen on duty there, and so well did the injured limb prosper that in a week or two it was able to join its friends, but, not, however, until the constable had tied about its leg a piece of red ribbon, so that be might identify the patient and see how it was getting along. A few days ago a gentleman who has also been much interested in the sick bird saw, to bis astonishment, among the pigeons contentedly feeding before St Mark’s in Venice, a blue rock which wore a red ribbon around its leg. He wired to the constable, whom he knew, “Have you missed pigeon with red ribbon?” The answer was returned, “Yes, three or four days since it has been seen.” The bird must have known that bad weather was due in London, and taken a health excursion to Italy.

Wood Stains.

A solution of fifty parts of commercial alizarin in 1,000 parts of water, to which a solution of ammonia has been added drop by drop until a perceptible ammonia odor is developed, will give to fir and oak a yellow-brown color and to maple a red-brown. If the wood is then treated to a 1 per cent, aqueous barium chloride solution, the first named becomes brown and the latter a dark brown. If calcium chloride be used instead of barium chloride, the fir becomes brown, the. oak red-brown and the maple a dark brown. If a 2 per cent, aqueous solution of magnesium sulphate be used, the fir and oak become dark brown and the maple a dark vio-let-brown. Alum and aluminum sulphate produce on the fir reddish brown and on oak and maple a blood red. Chrome alum colors maple and fir reddish brown and oak Havana brown. Finally, manganese sulphate renders fir and maple a beautiful dark violetbrown and oak a dark walnut-brown.-Scientific American.

Sure Enough.

A certain superintendent of schools had a way of thundering questions at the children that completely deprived them of their wits. His very presence heemed to set the pupils trembling. ' One day he called the third readci ciass to stand upon the floor, and began a promiscuous catechism upon all. thp subjects in which they were supposed to have been taught. He skipped about from arithmetic to geography, from geography to grammar, from grammar, to spelling, all in such a confusing way that if he had asked what day of the month the Fourth of July came on, half the children would have said they didn’t know. At last, pointing his finger a small, shrinking figure at the end of the.class. he shouted, “You, there! What do you understand by climate?” The answer came in a weak, scared voice: “Get up it, sir.”

Dive Deep for Treasure.

The American divers are the hardiest In the world. Every year or two a new attempt is made to reach the supposed golden treasure of the Hussar at the bottom of Long Island sound, off New York City. Capt. F. Ryan, a government diver of Seattle, agreed to dive 265 feet in the harbor of Yokohama to raise $2,000,000 of gold bullion.

A PECULIAR CASE.

PHYSICIANS PUZZLED BY THE EXPERIENCE OF MRS. BOWEN. The Episcopal Hospital Said She Had Consumption. (from the Record , Philadepkia, Pa.) Last Jnly the Episcopal Hospital admitted a woman whose pale and emaciated face and racking cough proclaimed her the victim of consumption. She gave her name as Mrs. Sallie G. Bowen, wife of Wm. G. Bowen, Residence, 1849;Meighan street, Philadelphia, The case' was diagnosed and she was*'told plainly that she was in an advanced stage of consumption. The examining physician even showed her the sunken place in her breast where the cavity in her lung was supposed to exist. She went home to her family a broken, disheartened woman with death staring her in the face. That was the beginning of the story; the end was told by Mrs. Bowen, who no longer expects to die, to a reporter who visited her home. “The first symptoms of consumption came in the form of terrible sweats, both night and day. From April until September I was constantly cold and kept wrapped up in blankets through the'hotrest weather. A telrible cough took possession of me, my breast was sore to tho slightest tonch, and my limbs were like cold clay. The hardest rubbing with tho coarsest towel would not create the slightest flush, and the least exertion would so exhaust me that I could barely gasp for water. “I went to the hospital in July and they diagnosed my case as above stated. • It was when the clouds were the darkest that the first glint of sunshine came. Mr. Shelmerdine, a friend, who lives around at 1844 Clementine street, said to me one day: ‘Mrs. Bowen, did you ever try Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills for Pale People?* I had never henrd of the mdicine, but in my condition could not turn a deaf ear to anything that offered relief. It was after considerable thought and investigation that I concluded to discontinue all the medicine I was taking, including cod liver oil, and depend entirely upon Pink Pills. I began to take the pills, at first with but little encouragement. The first sign of improvement was a warmth anil a tingling sensation in my limbs. Finally the cough disappeared, my chest lost its soreness and I began to gain flesh until I was fifteen pounds heavier. All this I owe to Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills, and I cannot praise them too highly.” Mrs. Bowen is a kindly-faced lady of mjddle age, a church member well-known and highly esteemed. She looks to-day well and strong, and it seems almost impossible that she was ever given up by eminent physicians as" an incurablu consumptive. Yet such is the case beyond all dispute. Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills contain till the elements necessary to give new life and richness to the blood and restore shattered nerves. They are for sale by all druggists, or may be had by mail from Dr. Williams’ Medicine Company, Schenectady, N. Y.. for 50 cents per box, or six boxes for $2.50.

Photography by Phosphorescence

In the field of lighting by phosphorescence we reach hitherto untrodden ground. Phospherescent light has been associated with the idea of “cold light,” or the property of becoming luminous with the omission of the intermediate step of combustion, is commonly understood. As a physical action, we know it in thelight of the firefly, which Prof. S. P. Langley rates at an efficiency of 100 per cent, all its i radiations lying within the limits the visible spectrum. By means ofSfhe Teslaic currents phosphorescent light stroug enough even to photograph by has been obtained; and a picture, representing the inventor himself, is the first portrait or photograph of any kind ever taken by phosphorescent light. A bulb whose light-giving member is coated with sulphide of zinc treated in a special way was rendered phosphorescent by means of current obtained from a high-frequency transformer coil. The current used was alternated or oscillated about 10,000 times per second. The exposure was about eight minutes. In order to test more closely the actinic value of phosphorescent light, some bulbs subject to high-frequency currents were photographed, or, if we may coin, a new word, “phospliograplied,’’ with a somewhat longer exposure. One bright pair illustrated utilize sulphide of zinc 1 in some form for luminosity. The third bulb, seen faintly to the left of them, has a coating of sulphide of calcium. Although, judged by the eye, it glowed with a brightness fully equal to that of the other two, the actinic value was evidently much less. It is, perhaps, needless to say that these demonstrations invite to an endless variety of experiments, in whiAh inventors will find a host of novel phenomena awaiting them as to phosphorescence and fluorescence produced with electrical currents.—The Century.

Queer Gratitude.

Among the free laborers who worked side by side with the French convicts at Toulon was an Italian, who brought them extra food and addressed them, like human beings, talking of his family, wife and home. But the Italian’s gayety suddenly left him, and it came out that he was sorely pressed for money. One of the convicts who had heard this presently announced his intention of makipg his escape: He confided his plan to the Italian, and got him to promise to visit him in a hiding-place he knew of, well beyond, the town. Tho convict escaped in due course and the Italian came to him, when to the latter’s - astonishment, the convict said: “Now, I give myself up to you. My capture pill'' bring you the reward--500 francs—and that will help you out of your difficulties” jFor a long time the Italian stoutly refused to take advantage of the fugitive’s self-sacrifice, but at last yielded to fho other’s persuasion and took back the prisoner. Some time afterward this became known to the prison authorities, and the punishment for escape was remitted.

The Small Boy’s Confession.

Little Boy—Mammd, I wish you’d find out who it was hypnotized me and punish ’em severely. Mamma—Wha-at? Little Boy—While you was out I was pulled right into the pantry and forced to eat a hull lot of those cookies you said I mustn’t touch.—Good News.

A Venerable Georgia Mule.

Old Gin, a mule with a history, died on the farm of Thomas Rodgers, near Lily Pond. The mule was raised by Mr. Rodgers' father and on the 12tli day o' this month would have been 421 years old. This mule went into service in the army early in the war and was in front of Shecman’a forces from Chattanooga to Atlanta and afterward was returned by. devious routes to the Rodgers home in Gordon County. During her long life of active service she was never sick, never balked, was never wounded in battle and never surrendered.—Atlanta Constltutiea.