Daily Wabash Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 11 November 1883 — Page 4

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Jjl'K AND SOCIETY.

Women. Marriage and Luxury.

LOVE'S DOUBLE.»

31. S. D. In Home Journal.

Friend, there's a point of severance sure 'iwlxtyotraadme! Oar natures strike An equal pulse, the same tastes lure,

And heart aad mind enjoy alike

Communion rare yet still know A dream within a dream there lives,• A something unexpressed, below f'^m logie that survives 'm, 0,A°|houghts. I call it you, e/^r-A Ion third, but divine, to belt truth we knew, 1 fi'l'^I^Br me, but yours and mine, ©VerCOR

the common

prey

mice Oi

ii nee O never doubt

oMeiess~6ar«& for warmth he craves Ot reqaenl touch, and dreads, between Our hand-clasps, tnqse long days on days ^hat rust ana harden, intervene With outer world, to waste and spend in nothingness, our hearts' sweet, small #£rl.y converse. Ah, me, my friend,

That change, time's curse, should fall like ours where change— When few hours since your soul touched mine— Were powerless but after callous range

Of absent weeks, how will the parts combine?

Once gone, regret will idly muse, _* ™m whence the chill and fatal blast,

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what

can illy lose,

StiU lesB recall once past.

LONGING.

MATTHEW

AEKOLD.

Come to me In my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again! For then the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day. Come as thou cam'st a thousand times A messenger from radiant climes And smile on thy new world and be As kind to others as to me.

Or, as thou never cam'st in sloth Come now and let me dream it truth, And part my hair, and kiss my brow. And say: "Mylove, why sufferest thou?"

Come to me In my dreams, and then By day 1 shall be well again! For then the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day.

i. Winter Fabric*.

Handsome silks, satins, Ottomans, brocades, and velvets, in all their variations, are used in the formation of toilets for full dress occasions, while for tailor-made costumes only cloth or stretchable woolen materials are suitable, and those come in as many kinds and styles as the silken goods, sometimes in real novelties but often familiar fabrics are recognized in the materials with new names.

Something odd and useful is the bison cloth, which is a light, warm, rough-surfaced material in all the fashionable shades and colors, shot with darker threads, such as moss-green, with navy blue or crimson, drab, with blue or golden brown, garnet with green and yellow, and bronze with red and blue. Another cloth of the finest wool copies in all the new smoke tints of red-'bronze, green, blue, and gray, as waJJ as in various tones of crimson and Bordeaux. Complete suits are not nbw made in goods with large checks, which serve as kilt linings, side pann4s and revers.

Vienna in d^rl' colors is now woven at the edges witfi man rows of a lighter shade, these lines being graduated in width to represent the stylish braided trimmings. This fabric comes in a number ol color combinations, and red

linpn gnxi.im-t- are very effective. Turkish cloth will be popular, not only because it iB new, but for being very soft and warm it is in a large, but not pronounced, checks of green and tan color, gieen and crimson, and several other mixtures. The light effect is produced by raised loops covering the surface, exactly like Turki°k toweling.

A specimen Of cauliincro oloth, very

fine in quality, is in a clouded plaid of old fashioned faded colorings, yellows, greena, drabs, and blues predominating, and a fine serge cloth in Havana brown and myrtle green is studded with designs in cut plush. Plain and figured velvets are much used as trimming for woolen dresses in the colors, either forming entire skirts or as flat bands edging the short paniers or the polonaise. Bands of plain velvet are often embroidered with scroll patterns or floral designs, in light shades of silk in the same or contrasting colors.

For making mantles a novelty is a brocade of terry velvet on a groundwork of rich satin, the figures being generally large and handsome, and for the same purpose there is a thickribbed Ottoman, brocaded with plush or cut velvet in such designs as crescents, scales, stars and diamonds, placed closely together. Something new in shot silks BIIOWS a marquise ground in black and palest gray, brocaded with small leaves and flowers of dark gray velvet, outlined with silk of a lighter

shade.—Philadelphia

Times.

Home Comfort.

There are certain principles to be observed in a room if it is to impress the visitor with a sense of comfort or beauty. For one thing there must be a variety in it. It is not necessary to buy a whole set of furniture alike, but there should be one prevailing color, a solid basis on which to build. There should also be care taken to furnish the wall spaces. It is an admirable plan to pull a sofa out, but if in doing so a great empty space is left, the room is made bare. In such a case the sofa could be turned so as to break the stiff line, and yet remain against the wall. But the great secret of comfort and of giving an immediate effect of pleasant living is in the makiug of corners! What does an open fire amount to if an easy chair does not stand in front of it, or a lovely view from the window if the curtain has to be drawn up and the visitor stand to look out? No, what we want is the chair by the fire, the light on the table.and the lounge pushed near it the easv seat by the window where a good liglit falls, all ready and waiting, It is all in vain to put baskets of bright wools about, or magazines, or portfolios of engravings, to uive a "home look," if the convenient and comfortable seat is not added. The visitor who coming in finds an easy chair by the fire, and near it the little stand with the magazine, can endure waiting a few moments, because he feels that his welcome has met him. The chair by the window, the fan r0:1(1 to be picked up the bench under the tree, the seat on the porch, are the successes of hospitality, It is not given to every one to appreciate pictures, or to feel color, but every one delights in being made comfortable.— Louise Stockton in Outing.

Female Freaks.

An Ohio breach of promise suit brought out letters on which the postage was cents, and in which the word "darling" was used 620 times.

A Connecticut woman has written to the emperor of Brazil and asked him if he won't please emancipate the slaves of that country. He will probably do so to oblige her.

An Indianapolin widow who wears No. 1 shoes claims to have had sixteen offers of marriage directly on account of her feet. Must have been from men who expected to be kicked.

A Lafayette lady—a model wife and mother—broke her husband of the saloon habit by walking up to the bar beside him and calling for the beer. She broke the awful silence, as they walked home, with the remark "I love you, my husband, and if you are going to hell, I'm going right along with yon."

A young Woman having Presented herself before a Manager for Employment as an Actress was Asked if she had ever been Divorced or involved in any Serious Scandal. Upon receiving a Negative answer the manager

laughed Loud and Long. "Go, presumptious Female," he cried, "how Preposterous of you to Pester me when you have neither the Divine Afflatus nor the first instincts of the Profession!" ift,VS.. .. U'r

Female Fancies.

Burlington Free Press: The dark ages—a woman between 25 and 60. Boston Star: "Sofa so good," remarked the young man who couldn't get too close to his best girl.

In order that your husband may not forget to bring in coal, place the hod near the door where he can fall over it.

There are 2,000,000 widows in Germany, it is said. Some of the husbands are in heaven, but the majority are in this couutry.

Commercial Advertiser: "Yes, my wife is a good poker player," Ba}8 a Long Island farmer and then adds, "She is also just as handy with the tongs."

An exehnnge remarks that the moon is just light now for buggy riding. No doubt it is, t-ii! the average young man paefers to fi 'e with a pretty girl.— Burlington Free Press.

Divorces from actor3 on the ground of cruelty are bee miDg quite common. This shows that actors when at home rehearse all kind" of sc-n^s except those in which iov^-uiaking is concerned. "Yeth," said the young fellow at the club last night while they were discussing marriage, "yefb," I want a practical woman for a wife, you know —a girl, by Jove, who'll ride the hounds, beat 'em all at tennis, and one who can climb up a coach in propper."

Fashion Notes.

New York Evening Post. Ball or lioop ear-rings set with gems of various kinds are very fashionable.

Cherry and ochre yellow are the leading colors in millinery Just now. Belts and chatelaine bags, made of finely embossed leather, of entirely new designs, are again in high vogue.

Long pelisses, made of finely checked tweeds or cheviots,. and trimmed with five-inch bands of fur, will be much worn upon the promenade tliis winter.

Scarfs, panels, either plain or kilted, sashes, waistcoats and watteacj tunics, made of iman striped or plaldeti merveilleux, are again worn as accessories to dresses of a dark monochrome.

Silver clover leaves covered with tiny diamond chlppings, made to resemble drops of dew, are among the new designs in fancy Jewelry, the set consisting of lace pin, ear-rings, hair ornament, slide and bangle bracelets.

Lillian Russell poke bonnets are quite the rage. These nave wide protruding brims and little or no trimming at the back, but a vast quantity of soft, wavy feather tips falling over the edge of the brims. The ends of these feathers are held by long, slender buckles studded with glittering stones. This stylish nead covering Is adopted by those who wear the hair arranged a la I.angtry.

Many plush capes are worn Just now, and, with a good deal of wadding, they are nearly as warm as fur. The collars are high, and the half sleeves set in in the fashionable way. In color they are expected to match tho costume worn with them, or, otherwise, to correspond to that of the dress trimmings. Anew shade of plush, very thick and heavy, exactly matching the color of natural beaver, is much used for plerines and shoulder capos. These come with Jocky caps and raulft to match.

Small fruits, including rosy apples, penrs, apricots, plums, grapes and peaches of natural size, are seen npon the newly-arrived brocaded velvets and satins from Lyons. A deep orange-colored satin, shot with silver, is now exhibited by a Broadway firm. The odd groundwork is brocaded with large crimson velvet egg-plums' in clusters. Anotherpattern has a ground of silver-colored Ottoman silk v. ith unusually heavy cord, brocaded with deep red coxcomb flowers of natural size and a heavy white Ottoman silk Is covered with white thistle-blooms, the featheay portion being made by full tufts of raised chenille.

THE BULIi OF RED STONE.

Bow Farmer Hays Won a Horse Race With His Bull.

This locality, says a Brownsville (Texas) correspondent of the Philadelphia Times, originnlly known as Redstone, now Brownsville, some sixty years ago, was the scene of a most comical occurrence, which is related by an old resident Redstone, who witnessed the scene. At the period re ferred to the managers of a horse racetrack published a notice of a mile heat race on a particular day, "free for anything with four legs that had hair on," for a purse of $100. A farmer in the neighborhood, named Hays, had a bull he was in the habit of riding to mill with his bag of corn, and the idea occurred to him of entering his bull for £he race. lie said nothing to any one of his intention to enter the bull for the race, but quietly commenced training him around the race-track on moonlight nights. In this manner he trained the bull until it got the hang of the track pretty well and would keep on the right course. He rode the bull with spurs and and when the spurs were applied tothebnll he would bellow frightfully.

On the day of the race Hays rode to the race ground "on horseback," on his bull. Instead of a saddle he had a dried ox hide, the head part of which, with the horn still on, he had placed on the bull's rump, and instead of whip he carried a tin horn in his hand. He rode to the judges' stand and offered to enter his bull for the race, but the owners of the horses entered objected to the bull's entrance. Hays appealed to the terms of notice, insisting that his bull had "four legs and hair and therefore he had a right to enter his bull. After a good deal of "cussin'" on the part of horse owners, and considerable "fussin' on the part of the judges, it was decided that the bull had a right to run, and was accordingly entered.

When the time for starting arrived the bull and the horses took their places. The horsemen were out of humor at being bothered with the bull, and at the burlesque which they supposed was intended, but thought it would be all over as goon as the horses started. When the signal was given Hays gave a blast with his horn and sunk his spurs into the sides of the bull, which started off with a terrible bound, and the dried ox-hide flapping made such a combination of noises as was never before heard on a racecourse. The horses all immediately flew the track, every one seeming to bo seized with sudden determination to take the shortest cut out of the Redstone country, and none of them could be brought back in time to save their distance. The purse was awarded to Hays, whose bull had run round the course, and a great deal of hard swearing was done by the boree owners. They contended that they had been swindled out of the purse, and that if it hadn't been for Hays' horn and oxhide the thing wouldn't have turned out as it did. Had not the fun of the thing put the crowd in good humor, and all on the side of the bull, a general row would have ensued.

Hays told the indignant horsemen that his bull could beat either of their horses anyway, and if they would putup $100 against the purse he had won he would take oft' the ox-hide, throw away his tin horn and run a fair race with them, whioh proposition was eagerly and promptly accepted and the money staked.

The bull and the horses were again at their parting post in their places ready fot%the word go, and the moment thjBftsignal was given Hays gave the biifia touch of his spur and the bull gave a tremendous bellow. The horses, remembering the dreadful sound, thought all the rest were coming as before, and away they went again, in spite of all the exertions of their drivers, while Hays galloped hiB bull around the track and won the money.

Anew clock has been erected in the tower of the Royal Courts of Justice, London. The dial was set up a fortnight ago, and the' four quarter-bells are probably now in their places. These bells weigh respectively 12,15, 21 and 47 hundredweight The hourbell weighs S hundredweight. From the height of the tower and the size of the bells it is expected thatthe striking of the hours will be distinctly heard all over London.

stf*'^JES*/^fess--2*-**

BEFORE GETTYSBURG.

The Beginning of the Fight—Incidents Preceding the Memorable Trial of Strength—Tbe First Gun—The Messenger from the Front—The March to

Gettysburg. Special to the Chicago Daily News.

GETTYSBURG,

Pa., October 31.—It was

the 1st of July, 1863. Stretched out upon the grass under the shade of a great oak just south of the Pennsylvania. line in Maryland, we leisurely discussed the probable movements of this first campaign in the loyal Btates in which we had been engaged. To us the name of Gettysburg had no special signification, though I dare say it was mentioned, because we made it a point to keep tolerably well informed as to the geography of the country in which we moved certainly the name at that time was not suggestive of the desperate fighting, the frightful slaughter, the whirlwind of sound, which characterized that awful contest. Even at this remote day, when a score of years have interposed their burden of recollection between then and now, the memory of those hot, bloody hours brings the color to one's cheek, and sends the blood surging through one's veins.

The day was torrid—one of those sections of time which seem to have been moved up from the infernal regions for the special torment of man and beast. Out on the dusty road, which drew its yellow sinuous length, like a gorgeous serpent, toward the north until it passed out of sight over neighboring hill, a few figures moved lazily along. A sentry by the roadside wiped his heated forehead at every turn he made on his short beat, and I noticed that he lingered lovingly and oftenest at the point where his path passed under the thin-leaved branches of a parched cherry tree. It was one of those days when out of the excessive heat and the silence it genders there seems to grow an ominous foreboding of something fearful to be remembered through all coming time.

And as we thus lay, partly sheltered from the glowing sun, offering frag mentary suggestions and then relapsing into the inertia which seemed to hold all nature in its grasp, out of the distant north came a faint, far off sound, quivering as it passed along the hot air and sweeping off to the south. "Hark!" exclaimed one of the recumbent party, as he raised himself on his elbow and listened intently "that's a gun."

And then as another and another faint "boom" came down to us, rather suggestive of sound than sound itself, we knew that somewhere beyond the wavy yellow haze with which the mid day sun bordered the landscape within view, men were sternly working the engines of death, and shot were crash ing through human lives and crunching human bones.

It was not anew sound to any of us, but weeks had gone by since we had heard it, and its peculiar significance lay in the fact that, like the song of the sirens, it would draw within the vortex all who came under its magic spell.

We did not know then, as we afterward knew, that away up there beyond the circumscribed horizon, where those ominous sounds had birth, our own comrades were fighting an almost hopeless fight, going down like leaves before an autumnal gale, retreating before a force whose long lines lapped their scanty front, rallying, fighting on, and dying to hold the ground upon which should be fought the most mo mentous battle of modern times.

So we lay and listened, and as the faint pulsations grew in volume men and officers forsook their shady coverts and came out to the edge of the road as if thinking they could better hear along the highway than from the con tiguous field.

And soon, over the brow of the hill where the road banded the slope with its bright golden ribbon, a rider came into view, furiously spurring his fastfailing horse. I shall never forget the eflect of the sudden appearance of this desperate horseman as he burst into view on the summit of the ridge, surrounded by a halo of glittering dust, which, spattered up by his horse's feet, hung in the still air, an ambercloud. Out into the hot sunshine with a rush came hundreds of halt-clad men, who lined the road on either side and threw at him a broadside of questions as he passed through.

Covered as he was with dust, his rank was indistinguishable he looked out ahead through a gray mask, and on the sides of his exhausted horse little rivulets of blood streamed away from the spurs until their courses were choked in a marsh of scarlet mire.

It was not strange that we crowded about him with our eager inquiries, for he was the link which bound us to the tragedy that was being enacted far away over the Pennsylvania hills. A dozen canteens were held up to him but he refused them all, waving them away with his band as he asked: "Where are your headquarters?"

A hundred hands pointed to the white tents bleaching in the sunlight a few yards in the rear, and he lifted his panting beast to its work, eaying. as he moved on: "The 1st corps is in and badly cut up."

We knew our call would instantly come, and each one set about the task of preparing for the maich. In a few moments a bugle-blast came up from headquarters and was echoed at once by the weird melody of the regimental bugles calling the boys into the ranks. "Where's Dad?" "bad" was a contraband whom we had picked up some three months before and impressed into the service of "toting" our superflons accouterments on the march and attending to our cuisine when we were in camp. He was a squat, jet-black African, of that uncertain age sometimes noticeable in idividuals of his race, when a guess would one moment make him sixty and the next would figure him down among the twenties. He had a sweet, rich voice, with an undertone of mellow chuckle, as if his palate were rolling about in oil. Always obedient and devoted to our little mess of three, yet, when in our absence some haughty Indian attempted to interfere with our property or favored him with a sample of that brutality which seems to be tbe birthright of his kin, his teeth would flash and his deep-set eyes would look diagonally and gleam like those of a tiger about to spring. Under the crust of docility which years of servitude had formed, glowed the hot, revengeful nature of the savage. "He's a bad niggah, gentlemen, shuah," had said the portly, corn-fed proprietor of "Dad," when he had divested him of ownership in this walking chattel.

Notwithstanding these negative references as to character, we nad found him scrupulously faithful and honest in all his dealings with us, his self-con-stituted owners, though numerous complaints directed at our abnormally luxurious larder indicated that our pnrveyor was quite well acquainted with that branch of military strategy which is intrusted to the commissary department

So when, in response to the message which came to us by that dust-covered rider from our hard-pressed comrades at the front, we made ready to give them a helping hand, the surplus material about our bivouac naturally suggested the inquiry: "Where's Dad "Here he comes," said one and looking across the fields, which seemed to exhale liquid fire under the fierce sunlight, we saw Dad trudging along bareheaded, carrying a half dozen pullets tied on a string and wound about a pole which he flourished like a feathered caduccus.

Before lie reached ns he was intercepted bv a lieutenant of another regiment, who bore him a petty ill-will be-

cause Dad had refused to leave our service for his a contemptible spite which was increased by the fact that we were enlisted men, while his majestic lientenantship held a commission -from the governor of the great state of New York. "You black scoundrel! Where did you steal those chickens?" "Him's bo't am," replied Dad, looking innocently up into the face of the officer.

Bought them, did you?" snarled the commissioned gentleman. "Let me see if I can't refresh your memory!" And before Dad could move an inch, the toe of the officer's boot caught the poor fellow on that most sensitive part of the African anatomy, the shin. "Shame! Shame!" exclaimed a dozen voices of officers and men who witnessed the attack, while a few laughed.

Jim ("Sergeant Jim," as he was familiarly called), one of my companions, stepped out, and with clenched fists said: "See here, lieutenant "Silence, sir! and go back to your place at once!" interrupted the officer. "Walking grimly up to the shoulderstrapped gentleman until their faces were not more than six inches apart, Jim said, with a deep, sonorous rumble in his voice: "Lieutenant, you can put me under guard and have me shot for it, but by if you don't let Dad a!one I'll mash you like a rotten apple!"

Jim had been assistant foreman of a New York fire company, and as he glared down on the small officer I could see his fingers working, as if it was difficult to restrain them from grappling the white throat of the lieutenant That individual looked up'at the man who thus dared to set at defiance the very essence oi discipline, but he evidently saw something which made him turn hurriedly away, muttering: "I'll attend to your case, my man, after this is over."

A derisive laugh followed him as he strode off, but there was no mirth on the solid, ebony features of Dad. He was looking at the back of his persecutor, and in his eyes there was a murky, yellow light, which made me shudder.

The episode occupied but a few moments, and when it ended the rattling drums and pealing bugles had finished their work and were subsiding into silence. In fifteen minutes we were strapped up and out on the road, headed to the north toward the field where the grass was growing crimson and mangled soldiers were crawling out of the hot sun under the shade of the bushes to die.

Moving in quick time the long line splashed through the dust, which rose in clouds, and when it touched the skin it burned like particles of molten brass. The hard, yellow glare of the early afternoon sun seemed to eat into ones brain, and the temptation was strong to lie down in the cool recesses of some one of the copses of timber through which we passed and abandon all else to bodily comfort. Here and there a man reeled and fell, or staggered into the shade of the trees, and was left as we hurried on. Alon the road, under cur feet, articles clothing, haversacks, blankets, and even guns and cartridge-boxes were thickly strewn, but no canteens. Those tin receptacles of lukewarm water are the last thing the exhausted soldier throws away

Passing over a slight elevation crowned with trees, within tho limits of Pennsylvania, we halted for a short rest, which we sorely needed, while that part of the column in the rear passed on. Clear and distinct now out of the hazy north, came the explosion of the guns, and in imagination we pictured the desperate fight along the swales and in the thicket so far away.

Out on the road sounded the dull "tramp, tramp," of thousands of feet, the heavy rumble of artillery wheels, and the sharp command, "Forward men, forward?" "Oh, for one mouthfull of good cold water before we start ont into that furnace again?" exclaimed Jim, as he spat out, with a strong interjection of disgust a draught of hot water from his canteen. "He-ahyo' is," returned a voice, and Dad came'pluuging through the bushes with a pail of cool spring water.

No old oaken or iron-bound or moss covered bucket ever contained such a heavenly libation as this into which we plunged our noses and drank until it overflowed our chins and ran down our necks with all its delicious coolness nor was the exquisite sensation lessened by the minature mud-puddles it made in the dust in which we were clad as with a garment. "Where the duece did you get it. Dad?" I inquired of our henchman who appeared to obsorbas much pleasiiie from our gratification as we did from his thoughtfulness. "Got big nose fur water," he replied with a grin which widened and widened until Jim felt called upon to say: "Hold on, there! Stay inside of yourself if you can. Now take the bucket around among the boys."

Many of them were regarding our proceedings with hungry looks, and they needed no second invitation to finish the half-empty pail. Then our brief rest ended, and we again,we took up our loads and moved out into the scorching sunlight.

Mile after mile was covered with weary feet, over the hot, strangling dust, through cool vistas of forest, by scattered farm houses, whose occu pants had left their labor and leaned on the fences looking with curious, wistful faces on the long column roll ing up to the front Under the terrible heat the battery horses straggled on with their tongues lolling out, dry and cracked by the dust men gasped and tottered and fell by the roadside unnoticed brigades were cut down to regiments, and regi ments were reduced to companies but through it all came the stern, merciless: "Forward! boys, forward!" And we plunged on.

In front, growing nearer and clearer with every step we took, the thunder of the guns swept along, beating the hot air as with invisible wings, and as we approached the field the long, crashing roll of musketry told us, in unmistakable tones, the battle of Gettysburg was on.

Unequal Justice.

London Truth.

Last week a jeweler's assistant at Ealing was accused of stealing two watches belonging to the customers of his master. One watch was found upon him, as well as the duplicate of the other, which he had pawned. He pleaded guilty, but, receiving a good character, was only fined £6, the money, of course, being paid, he "leaving the court with his friends." Before the same bench of magistrates was brought a hungry tramp, who had gone into a field and stolen a handful of onions, the value of which was probably about Id. He was awarded a month's imprisonment, with hard labor. I noticed a case last week in which a tramp, accused of doing neither more nor less than giving a girl a couple of kisses, was sentenced to two months' hard labor. At the Thames police court, on Thursday, a man was convicted of having given a girl two kisses and three kicks, as well as having violently assaulted the constable who interfered with his attentions. He was sentenced to two weeks' hard labor. To make a kiss plus a kick a less offense than a kiss alone seems to be taking the notion that a woman likes to be beaten rather too literally.

Mr. Labonchere thns descants on English justice in his paper: "I noticed a case last week in which a tramp, accused of doing neither more nor less than giving a girl a conple of kisses, was sentenced to two months' hard labor. At the Thames police court, on Tuesday, a man waa convicted of having given a girl two kisses and three kicks, as well a having violently assaulted the constable who interfered with his attentions. He was sentenced to two weeks' hard labor. To make a kiss plus a kick a less offense than a kiss alone seems to be taking the notion that a woman likes to b® beaten rather too literally."

THE TERRE HAUTE EXPRESS, SUNDAY MORNING, NOVEMBER 11,1883.

WHALES ANE WHALEMEN.

The Story of an Old Whaleman—Blowm tn the Air. Chicago News.

I have been in the business along time. I first wentto sea when I was 12 years old, and had command of a ship at 20. I have been rouud the world three times, and killed300 whales. By that I don't mean that I first struck them all—by no means. That is done with the iron, as we call it—what you call the harpoon. I mean 1 have lanced BO many. We proceed in

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ner. When I used to go in a wbalehoat I took five men with me. I steered, and they all pulled the oars till we came near the whales. Then the man next the bow peaks his oar—that is, pulls it in, and lays it sticking up at the head of the boat, at an angle of about 50 degress, to keep it from getting into the water in case we have a swift ran. He then takes his iron and throws it into the whale and runs to the stern. The whale may sometimes be lying on the water, but he is almost always awake, at least by the time we come up with him. He starts off as soon as he feels the iron, sametimes sounds, or dives and swims under water, but not very often, especially the Bperm whale. And after he has run awhile he stops and has "a flurry," as we call it he skakes all over and struggles violently. Then is the time to spear him. If you don't kill him then, you probably never will. But you must look out for him, for he may strike your boat with his tail, or "ride it"—that iB, throw himself right across it.

The killing is done with a lance, about fifteen feet long, with a sharp point, sometimes made rounding at the end, bufrby some thought better when square. It should, however, he held sideways, and not up and down, be cause then, if it hits a rib, it is more sure to glance and go in right.

The best man I ever had with me was a Shinnecook Indian, Irom the east end of Long Island. He was with me seven years, and rendered me important services, in some cases in which I thought any other man I ever knew would have been unable to act quite in time or with sufficient strength, coolness and dexterity.

One day I was out with him, and a whale rode my boat that is, he came up and threw himself right across the middle of it, and,- of course, broke it in two, and instantly threw us all into the sea. I believe he did it by accident, coming npon us in that manner mere ly because we happened to lie in his way. I recovered myself, and got into the mate's boat, and helped to get in my boat's crew. The whale, in a few minutes, made his ap pearance again ahead of us but 1 did not observe him. The boat was crowded, having two crews in, and was sitting with a lance in my hand, and the line which belonged to it about my feet. Suddenly my Indian called to me: "Look! He's coming!" and I saw the whale swimming right down toward us, just ready, I thought, to strike our bows with his head had beard it said that if you prick a whale in the nose it will stop him immediately, as it seems to take him right aback, and he will suddenly stop and turn away. I determined to try it, and struck him with my iron and wounded him deeply, but he did not mind it in the least.

On he came, and the next thing I knew I was deep in the water, and going deeper: and what troubled me more than that, I felt the rope around my ankles, and knew that when it tightened I should be tied tight for one end was fastened to the boat and the other to the lance. I strove to clear away the rope, and got it off from one leg but it took me along time to get the other free. However, I sue ceeded, and then began to try and find out my position. This, as I have remarked, I always had presence of mind enough to do and I can tell you it is highly important. Other men generally ao not stop to look, but do what they first think of, and so are as likely to jump into danger as out of it. I never took much time, commonly a single instant, a single turn of my eyes was sufficient and so it was in this case. I looked above me and saw it was dark, and therefore presumed I was under the whale. I then attempted to swim out a little one side, but that brought me against his fin and then I 'dove,' knowing that the fins of that kind of a whale were very broad, so as to shut a man completely in who once gets between them. When I had swam under the fin, I looked up again, and then I perceived that a half-dozen other whales were in company, and very near each other, side by Bide, on the surface of the sea above me.

I thought it might be hazardous to rise among them, as I should have no way of avoiding them, and, therefore waited a moment for them to pass by. This they soon did and I was glad to be once more on top of the water, where I could breathe for although had been under it much less time than it has taken me to write about it, I felt the want of air, and found my strength somewhat reduced. I got into the boat and began to get all ready and pursue the whales and get one of them at least.

Seeing one of the crew in the sternsheets, bending over the water, I ordered him to the bows, and wras surprised an a little vexed that he did not obey me. I did not at first see that he was my Indian but 1 saw at the next glance that he had a man by the hair, who was sunk in the water. Going to help pull him out, I discovered that he was a yoyng man who had shipped for the voyage for the benefit of bis health, and had a large circle of highly respectable relatives in the United States, to whom his death would be a Bad calamity. He was a man of uncommon stature and frame, and had gained so much flesh at sea that he was almost nnmanageable even in the water. I attempted to assistmy faithful Indian, but found my grasp so much weakened by exhaustion thai despaired of getting him into the boat, when I reflected that my crew had been struggling with the waves as well as myself. I then resolved to save the young man, if possible, and give orders to row for the ship, which we reached, dragging the young man after ns, managing, after a while, to get his head and shoulders clear of the water, and afterward to pull him into the boat,

When we came alongside they lowered a tackle-fall and we hoisted him on board, where many hours were spent in endeavors to restore him These were at last successful, and the boat which I had sent after the whale on reaching the vessel returned with one of tbe best of them, which they had taken.

It is thought by many persons that the most dangerous thing that can happen to a man is to be-thrown into the air by tbe blow of a whale, have not found it so, although I have bad frequent experience in that way. It is certain that the stren of the animal is so great that nothing can withstand its direct force but a man may be thrown up with a bout without being struck himself, and without having his bones broken or his skin torn by the timbers, and then he has nothing to fall into but the sea. Now it always happened to me to be unhurt, and I got only a ducking, and was usually soon picked ap by another boat I have been thrown a distance of several rods through the air, and, put it all together, I suppose the entire distance that I have been thrown by whales mnst be about a mile!.

A Man With an Ancestry,

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from him mast in the present day be difficult to establish. In England it is considered a great thing to be able to trace back to a man who "came over with the Conqueror." In France a nobleman is more than satisfied if he can prove thatanyone of his forefathers took put in the Crusades. That, however, in point of antiquity, is the Crusade! What is the invasion of England by the Normans iftmpared with such an event as the escape of the Isarelites from Egypt and the giving out of the law in the wilderness?—for these, and especially tbe latter, are the historic performances with which the ancestors of Mr. Lewis Davis Coh'en, the gentleman who refuses to "enter unto a corpse" is associated. Mr. Cohen had been five times fined, when he at last appealed to the magistrate at quarter sessions, who, after hearing his evidence and receiving the written testimony of the Rabbi as to the Aaronic descent, has ordered the remission of the fines.

FORTUNES IN DIAMONDS.

BUUions of Dollars' Worth of Gems" on Fair Ladies. New York World.

"This," said a well-known Broadway dealer in diamonds,

The claim of a Hebrew gentleman to be exempted from serving on a coroner's jury on the groond of his being a descendant of Aaron, the high priest, and forbidden in thatTharactfer to approach a dead body, seems a strange one to advance, and so many years have pasBed since Aaron's death that tht fact of being directly descended

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greatest diamond cities in the world. I was present at the opera opening of the Metropplitan, and at the very lowest estimate I saw at least $1,000,000 worth of diamonds in the audience. There was one lady alone who bad nearly $40,000 worth on her person She wore a black velvet corsage cut low and along its upper edge had as many as thirty-five pieces of jewelry, There were lace-pins, breastpins, brooches and many pieces of fantastic design, put there for the mere purpose of display and making the woman look ridiculous notwithstanding the vast wealth represented in the collection, for many of the pieces held costly sapphires and all the brilliants weire very large and very clear in their colors. Mrs. Vanderbilt wore on that occasion a lace-pin nearly six inches long, set with huge diamonds and large sapphires. It must have been worth at least $20,000. Other ladteS might name were adorned with equal lavishness." "The ladies of New York seem to be well supplied with diamonds?" "There are probably 200 of them who have $15,000 worth of personal jewelry. I can name ten like Mrs. Vanderbilt and Mrs. Gould, whose individual property in diamonds, sapphires, rubies ana emeralds exceeds $200,000.

More than forty New York ladies can each lay claim to $50,000 worth of jewelry, and plenty of them have $25,000 invested. You can see how readily a woman of great wealth can accumulate gems when I tell you that Vanderbilt's Christmas bill at Tiffany's, last year, was $42,000. I saw the check for that amount drawn by the millionaire in favor of the jeweller." "What pieces are most frequently asked for?" "Hair and neck ornaments. Ten and twelve carat earrings, ranging in price from $600 to $4,0"0 a pair, are common purchases. I have seen hair ornaments worn that were worth fully $6,000. Diamond necklaces are always in demand and are never too costly for purchasers. Finger rings are not cared for much because fashion insists on the wearing ot gloves, and these hide the jewels, A woman, you knowL wants to show everything. Bracelets are worn not in one or two pairs, but sometimes there are as many as six one above the other, on one arm Sometimes a lady who has enough gems to fit out a first-class store will come in and invest from $300 to $1,000 in an ornament for a special occasion All who can afford it not only want new dresses but new jewelry for such an event as the Patriarchs'. "Are there many diamonds among the middle class!" "Not many. The average professional man in New York ran barely get along on his income and has little money to invest in jewelry for him self or wife. A $300 pair of earrings, a small lace pin or a nice solitaire ring is all the wife of a professional man can hope to possess, and very few of them at^that" "How about theatrical people "They do not buy much in New York. They take to diamonds only when they have plenty of money, which they -generally make in the West. Their diamond investments are made with the dealers there.""And hotel clerks and negro min strels "They are satisfied with a single big diamond for tbe shirt front, and as they do not care about color or perfec tion in a stone, when they once have a yellow pebble with a perceptible flaw in it they patronize the dealer no more, and are forever happy

A M1TKED HERMIT.

Dismal Seclnsion of the Pope at the Tatican. London Times.

few weeks ago the Pope's nephew. Count Camille, was married in Paris, He and his bride have now arrived at Rome, and are lodged close to tbe Vatican. It is expressly stated that they have taken up their residence provisionally in the palace of Santa Marta, as if to dispel any surmises that the count was to be finally located in the neighborhood of his uncle Whether he live in Rome or return to the sequestered region in the South to which the Pecci family belongs, is matter of indifference to the church or to the kingdom of Italy. The decision affects tbe Pope as an individual and not as pontiff. Dignity and responsi bility isolate. Nowhere is loneliness more complete than on a throne.

ment a cat ventures from the house some boy is ready with his air gun or pea rifle, and down the animal goes. Cats are bad enough, but swarms of rats are infinitely worse. One mav shut ont the cats, but the rats are always able to find their way into a house, either by way of" roof or cellar. A gentleman about a month ago waf alarmed in the night by what he thought the sawing and catting of a burglar in an upper room. Stealing up stairs, light and pistol in hand, he began prospecting. He finally discovered that a rat had got into an empty room and was trying to make his way to some other part of the house. The animal had torn splinters of pine wood ont of the bottom of tbe door two and three inches in length. How it got into the room was a mystery, until observations were taken by daylight. Then it was seen that the rat had climbed a scaffold pole that had been left standing by the builders, from which it leaped some six feet into the window of the room, which had been left open on account of fresh paint inside. In leaving the room the rat made a dash through the window, and probably caught on the same pole.

WHAT BISMARCK EAT8.fi|

The Potent Prince a High I.iver—His Former Cook Telling the Secrets of the Chancellor and Wife, the Latter of Whom Cannot Keep a Servant on

Account of Her Temper.

Eighteen months ago Mrs. Amelia Pioch, who was for years Prince Bismarck's cook in Berlin, and her hus band, who is a silver-plater, came to the United States and settled in New ark, but in a few months they will re turn to Berlin, and she will re-enter Prince Bismarck's employ. Her three-year-old son, Herbert, is the godson ot Bismarck's eldest son. In a recent interview with a reporter, Mrs. Pioch said: "Years ago an old friend who had cooked for Prince Bismarck for along time got me employment in his kitchen and taught me how to prepare his favorite dishes. He is tall and has a large head, a heavy voice and 6haggy eyebrows. Although this is denied in the German newspapers, it is well known to the servants that he has grown fat in the past three years. Prince Bifmarck is a plain and very pleasant man whenever he meets any of the old servants, but everybody in the house, from the servants up to his wife, kept out of his way when he is in a rage. He is a very headstrong man, ana when anything went wrong in the reichstag he stormed about the house like a fury. To the eloquent Herr Lasker he was always friendly, but his secretary used to tell us that he had many a stormy scene in his study with Counts Von der Heide and Von Muhler and Drs. Falch, Leonharnt and Varzin. The maids and male servants to the upper rooms always came down and tola us when the old man was angry." "What sort of a woman is Bismarck's wife ths reporter asked "Oh, she is one of the proudest women," was the reply, "and not one of the servantB in the house liked her. She can't keep a maid long, for she is so jealous that if the prince happens to speak pleasantly to one of the housemaids, as he generally doesj she will pcold the poor girl, and, perhaps, dismiss her. Sophie Lents, one of the chambermaids, was persecuted because Prince Bismarck said she was pretty.

None of the servants would speak of her as the princess when speaking of her to each other. She has a French woman for housekeeper, and tries in every way to copy after the empress, and she never condescends to address the lower servants. She likes display, and puts the cooks to awful bother getting up grand dinners." "Can you give me any idea of the daily life of Prince Bismarck and biB family!" "That is easy to do,"said Mrs. Pioch. "He does not arise until 8 or 9 o'clock, sometimes later, especially when the Reichstag is in session. Then he sips brandy and seltzer, tokes a short stroll and on his return goes to his Btudy, where he sips coffee, nibbles at hard brown toast and reads the newspapers while his secretary is opening the letters. Bi?marc!f, so the under-secretary told me, opens many of the letters himself. He professes to despise newspapers and writers, but the servants all know that he looks at every article. Breakfast is served shortly before noon, and the family dine at one table. Bismarck likes soft boiled eggB and fried eggs done brown, with thin slices of bacon done to a crisp- He will not eat white bread or any kind of fresh baked bread. He drinks black coffee witnout cream or milk, and if he has been up late he drinks four or five cups, with a small glas* of brandy in thefirst cup. Mutton chops and rare beefsteak suit him, but he is alight eater. His wife and the children, however, must have dainty dishes, with fresh rolls, and remain at the table for an hour chatting or reading the papers. Dinner i8 set out at 6 o'clock in the evening, and unless guests are present it is very plain, but at all other times it is a grand affair. Bismarck eats meat and vegetables and brown bread, but his wife and the children are fond of pastry and confections. Bismarck drinks Moselle, Tokay orJohannisherger wines, and occasionally he has a

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spiritual scepter such as tUe Pope sways marks a circle yet widerround him, which.the ordinary companionship created by a communit of official cares and aims cannot penetrate. Political circumstances have deepened for Leo XIII. the solitude in which a pope habitually dwells. When he was acclaimed and adored as sovereign pontiff by his brethren of the conclave he doubtless hoped soon to break tho barriers which his predecessor had chosen to raise around him. Pope Pius had, at any rate, the satisfaction of having built his own jail. His imprisonment was his own volnntary act Pope Leo merely inherited tbe condition of captive. The policy was not his, and it may be conjectured he would not have been its author. He is a born diplomatist, and knows how much can be effected in statesmanship by personal intercourse. He has social gifts not confined to the composition of graceful Latin verse, and would not have been displeased to mix with the Roman world. He could scarcely have suspected that the drive he took, on tbe morning after his election, to his private house on the other side of the Tiber was to be his last escape from the Vatican for long years, if not for life. The atmosphere about him has overcome his bet ter knowledge and instincts. He has been compelled to resign himself with a good grace to be a standing protest against facts which none more clearly than he know to be irreversable. Nothing could be more natural than that a pope, and especially a pope of the nature and doom of Pope Leo, should crave for a glimpse of something like common home. He may well wish to establish by his side a

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affections and family associations. 1 it should be determined to paint the household of Count CarmilleFecci permanently under tbe shadow of the Vatican the pope will be the painter, and nobody elae is concerned.

Tbe Enterprising Rats of Nevada. Virginia, Nev., Enterprise. There is a complaint that rats are overrunning the town. The past summer they have "increased and multiplied" at an astonisl tag rate. The reason seems to be the wholesale slaughter of cats that has been indulged is by both and boyi Tbe mo.

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are from five to twenty guests at dinner. Bismarck remains at home in the evening reading or writing, unless the Reichstag is in session or he has to iro to some reception or conference, and tea is served at midnight. He seldom retires to his bed-chamber until 2 o'clock. His room is not carpeted, tiut there is a mat in front of the plain bed." "Does the emperor ever visit Bis marck, and do any other members of tbe royal family call at his house "Yes. I have seen the emperor drive up and enter the house," replied Mrs. Pioch, "and a pleasant and kind old gentleman he is. He bows to any servant he may meet. But the empress and Frederick William, the crown prince, never visited the house while I was there. All the servants know the crown prince hates Bismarck, for the servants in both houses often talked about it, and the efnpress hates and and fears him also, for Bhe and the crown prince think he has too much influence. Victoria, t.he crown princess, is a lovely woman. She used to paint pictures of her servants until her father stopped her. Bismarck's children—we all called them children, although they are grown up—are plain and good. Bismarck and his oldest son came to the wedding-room when I was married, gave me presents, and when the boy was born the son named him Herbert and stood sponsor for him. And so my boy may yet have a prince for his godfather."

Stratford, dc Redcliffe and his Yonng Assistant. London Anthenaum.

On one occasion an attache bad made one or two mistakes in copying a despatch which he took to the ambassador for signature. "Mistakes may be made," said Lord Stratford, after pointing them out "by the most careful attache how much more by the most careless!" The high spirited young diplomatist got exceedingly incensed, and told Lord Stratford that, although be was his ambassador, he had no right to reprimand him for what was nntrne, as ne was not habitually careless. "Yon accuse me of untruthfulness! D— your eyes!" exclaimed Lord Stratford. yonr excellency's eyes!" retorted the yoath. The Elchi burst ont laughing. Holding out his hand to him he begged the attache to excuse the infirmity of his temper, and they shook hands most cordially.

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