Indianapolis Journal, Indianapolis, Marion County, 2 January 1895 — Page 7

THE INDIANAPOLIS JOURNAL, WEDNESDAY, JANUif 2, 1895.'

WHERE CUSTER DIED

GRAPHIC STORY OF A VISIT TO LITTLE BIG HOHX BATTLEFIELD. Tb IVaniber of Indian AV Lnrgr (ban the Regulars Thougbt The Pnrt Played ly Major Reno. i John A. Cockerill, In New York Herald . Since the close of our civil war we have had but one great and striking battle fought upon the soil of the Republic, and that is known as a massacre. I refer to the extinction of Gen. George A. Custer's cavalry command, on the Little Big Horn, in Montana. June. 1876, by a barbarous mob f Sioux and Cheyenne Indiana under, the command of Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse. While this deplorable affair was, in a eense, a bloody massacre, It was, nevertheless, on the part of -our cavalry a battle fought from beginning to end with intelligence and discipline and with a heroism, that has not been excelled since Thermopylae. It was a battle and a sacrifice. The completion of the railway between Sheridan. Wyo., and Billings, on the Northern Pacific railway, has brought the Custer battlefield Into touch with the outer world, and tourists in the Northwest will flock to It hereafter by the thousands. There is a neat railway station at Fort Custer, the cavalry depot of the Northwest, and the battlefield is distant about thirteen miles. An easier Journey can be made from the Crow agency, which is on the line of 4be railway and only four miles from the now historic field. In November last I had the privilege of visiting the scene of Custer's glory In the company of Col. William P. Cody and under auspices which were most agreeable. Arriving at Fort Custer, we were met. by a delegation of officers of the Tenth Cavalry, prominent among them Lieutenant Malvern Hill Barnum, son of the late Gen. Henry A. Barnum, of New York remembered as one of the bravest and noblest soldiers that ever buckled on a sword belt General Merritt had kindly notified our coming to Col. John Kemp Missner, commandant of the post, and every courtesy at the command of himself and his officers was ours. Capt. J, B. McDonald, acting quartermaster, was especially zealous In his attention, as were also Lieutenants Wright, Johnston and Lieutenant-colonel Perry. The start for the battlefield was made at 10 o'clock ai m. We had two ambulances placed at our disposal, one of them fairly stocked with rations for the day, and Coi. Mlzner took charge of the expedition. He cent with us a detail of troopers which led horses for our use on the field. Besides a half dozen young officers of the Tenth we had with us the post scout, . Mr. James C8.mpbell, to whom the whole country is Indebted for the care of the Custer field. Ho was in the vicinity of the battle with Gibbons's command, and was one of the finit white men to reach the field after the retreat of the foe. He was familiar with th' Seventh Cavalry and was able to identify number of the mutilated bodies. He went carefully over the field, and wherever the body of a soldier lay he placed a stake. From that day he has been stationed at Fort Custer, and he has watched over the Held as carefully and tenderly as "Old Mortality" guarded the graves of the Covenanters in the ktrkyards of Scotland. Through the late Senator Beck, of Kentucky, who visited the field some years ago, be induced the government to fence in the battlefield and erect a neat stone lodge for the use of a superintendent. Furthermore, he obtained an appropriation for marble stones, which he substituted for the wooden stakes which marked the spots whereon the troopers of the Seventh fell, and to-day these white sentinels, dotting the field, tell the story of the struggle, and help, in a way, to clear up the awful shadow of mystery which will ever rest upon these solemn blood-dyed hills. Bach little marble sentinel tells that here died a member of the Seventh United States Cavalry, June 25, 1876. That Is all. RELIC HUNTERS IN ' KVIDENCE. At the 'highest point of the field and within a few feet of where Custer and his ' little group of devoted followers rallied and Bled, there stands a monument, consisting three massive blocks of granite, lit pyramid form. On these stones will be found ttie names of the ofllcers and men of the Seventh who were Immolated rtie. As I read them over I was struck by the fact that fully two-thirds of them were American names a simple thing in Itself, but it refuted the common belief that our regular army in time of peace is, and always has been, largely made up of foreigners. The vandal has been here with his hatchet, end treat chunks of this commemorative pile have been chipped off and carried away, po heartless were the relic hunters before the government inclosed the field that it became necessary to take down the stone which marked the spot where Custer's body lay and substitute a plain, board cross. They chipped it oft until a only couple of feet remained. But that is all ended now, for thorough supervision is maintained, and this field la a national cemetery now. The remains of United States soldiers who have been slain In battle and scout and massacre in that section are being gathered here and prop- : erly buried, with tombstone and monument. The victims of the Fort Phil Kearney masnacre lie here now, and many a p or, half defaced stone which told for years at some tspot on the plains of the death of some , faithful bearer of the national arms has been trasferred with its bones to this mournful corner, to go on telling to the ages its story of heroic death and duty performed. Our ride from the fort to the field was through tht pretty valley of the Little Big Horn. We passed one large Crow village, and at one point witnessed a picturesque Bight to wit, about one hundred Crow Inrilaiu engaged in actual manual labor. Captain Watson, the military officer in charge of the Crow agency, has established here n experimental farm, the Indians performing the bulk of the work. He had them engaged in chopping down sage grasa on he bottom as we passed. THE BATTLEFIELD ITSELF. Am we came upon the sage brush smiters the landscape was full of color. The handsome .ponies, with their gay; blankets -and rich saddles, were tethered on the plain, and the golden sunshine was gilding their trappings with autumnal effulgence. The bucks wore broad white sombreros and were clad In variegated blanket coats and trousers, while the squaws could have given a June rainbow cards and spades, so to speak, in the matter of color (though they really had hoes) and I can truthfully say that I never saw such a formidable, forceful array and so little achievement. The men were for the most part sitting around, smoking clrarettes or lounging half asleep, while the papooses rolled in the sun and the squaws alone swung the glittering hoe. we approached the battlefield from the rear of the Indian position, and when we had climbed to the crowning point, where the monument stands, the picture spread out before ua was complete. I had always supposed that Custer had led his little biind Into some sort of deep, dark ravine, and had been held in nnd simply slaughtered. Nothing of the kind. This field is a succession of brown rolling hills, divided by gullies and Immense dry arayas. trending mainly to the little river which sweeps around the bases. These elephantine hills, It may be remarked, bold and bleak and destitute of shrubbery, are so convoluted and intertwined that m army such as Alexander led into Phoenicia : ;ht be hidden behind any one of them wunout attracting the attention of a scout 100 yards away. No open picture can adequately describe the formation of the field upon which the fighting took place. But the story Is plainly told, though no living witness har told it. Poor Custer was the victim of misinformation, but it Is unjust to his memory to say that he was r?ckless or foolish. He had been a genet al of volunteers, with a splendid record as a cavalry fighter, and on this expedition ho was lieutenant colonel, and in command of the Seventh Cavalry. He -aaa in disfavor at Washington. He was anxious to distinguish himself in battle. jt the advance of Terry' expedition he had been pushing for some days on the trail of a band of Southern Wyoming Indians, marching tr Join Sitting Bull's uprising. lie knew from the size of the trail that he had from 1.200 to 1,500 hostlles to deal with. His ecoutlnjr must have been poor, for when the Indian village was located he determined not only to attack, out o capture he entire band. - HORRORS OF THE CONTEST. Reserving ive companies to himself he rlaced four companies under command of Major Reno to move on his left funk and two companies under Captain Benteen. who was to work around to the Indian right and was to bag the enemy when the stampede began. With these dispositions he moved around the point of the range which brought him into the view of the enemv. forded the creek and was at once er gaged. Xastead of finding himself confronted by

1,200 Pawnees under Sankena,' he found himself in a death grapple with not less than 5.000 Sioux and Cheyenne warriors. It is in evidence that the Indians had broken up their villages and were preparing to decamp when they discovered that they only had "horse soldiers" to deal with. At the very outset Custer threjv out a strong skirmish line. Every member of the gallant band was slain and the little marbla stones which mark the spots where these brave men fell are teautlfully aligned. As the main body moved into action great masses, of the enemy rose in front of him and swung around to his rear. On the first hillside he divided his command and sent two troops, numbering sixty men, down the left side of the confronting ridge, while he kept to the right on almost parallel lines, advancing into a dry ravine. Here he met with terrible oppositon, and from this time on he struggled to get upon the high ground, steadily advancing. With his thinned ranks the slaughter even more terrible he reached the spot -ivhare he met his death. At this point the separated command could see him. and the poor doomed fellow made a heroic effort to reach him. They fell in groups of fours, by twos and singly. You can count the little marble stones, sixty in number. Could anything be more pitiful? At the same Instant the little group rallied around Custer was being annihilated. From the low ground in front of the gallant leader rose 1,000 fierce Cheyennes under the satanie Rain-in-the-Face.' Not a lifs was spared. By Custer's side his brother Tom fell. Then it was that Rain-in-the-Face, who had sworn to eat Tom Custer's heart because as officer of the lay at some camp the lieutenant had one day placed the villainous chief in the guardhouse, ripped open the poor fellow's body, and tearing therefrom the reeking heart made good his savage oath. - CUSTER'S BODY UNHARMED. All was now silent save for the demoniacal and exultant cries of the savages. The remains of the brave Custer were not disturbed, but evefy other body on that' field was hacked and mutilated in the most horrible manner. This is the story of that battle, as interpreted by the insensible records. It was no more a butchery than Thermopylae. It was a battle a mistaken one, but, nevertheless, a battle fought tactically and with intelligence on Custer's part. We talk of Balaklava and its record of heroism, but that of the four hundred of the light brigade, who charged the Russian batteries on that day, more than one half returned unscathed. Two hundred and sixty-two rode with Custer and 262 died overwhelmed. With the last shot was silence. The report might have been written: "None wounded; none missing; all dead." No living tongue of all that heroic band was left to tell the story. The miserable half-breed scout, "Curley," who may yet be seen hanging around Fort Custer, claima to have been with Custer when the engagement began, but he pulled a Sioux blanket over his head, mingled with the enemy and ran away at the first fire. He could only tell that there had been a battle., As to the duration of the battle little la known. One Indian told Scout Campbell that the battle lasted about as long as it takes a hungry Indian to eat his dinner, and another said that it lasted as long as a candle would burn about a quarter of an inch. From this it is inferred that the struggle lasted about twenty-five minutes. And every man fought. The empty shells from the carbines found around the camp showed that every trooper fought fiercely and followed his leader. At one part of the field where Custer's detachment first became heavily engaged I saw, one hundred yards across a ravine, a little white stone, telling where a trooper's body had been found. It was far from the other fallen comrades, and so horribly lonely as all these white stones seemed, this one was sadly so. "I found a body there," said Mr. Campbell, "and it may have been that of a panic-stricken man trying to get away, but I suspect that the man was wounded and that his panic-strickea horse carried him over there." CRITICISM OF MAJOR RENO. It will always b an open question whether Major Reno purposely failed Custer or erred on the side of caution. He knew that his chief had set out to attack the foe and he should have been ready to lend assistance. It Is claimed by many that he might have heard the firing. I do not think so. The formation of the hills would have prevented that. Had Custer had a couple of pieces of light artillery he might have notified Reno that the fight was on, but owing to the bad road he carried no artillery. There was no volley firing and the Indians did no more shooting than was necessary, for they didn't want to kill or wound the horses, which they coveted. An Indian told , Mr. Campbell that both Lieutenants Crittenden and Keogh were killed with clubs while on their horses. Colonel Cody has always Insisted that Reno kept away out of pure cowardice, and at a dinner given some years ago by officers of the Flfth cavalry, Major Reno being present,, he made assertions which greatly incensed that individual. Smarting under the affront, he informed Cody that if he was an officer of the army and a gentleman he would challenge him. Colonel "Bill" declared that for hi3 part he would waive all army regulations, and as for gentility he would let his record stand against that of a man who could sit supinely by while his helpless comrades were being slaughtered like sheep in the shambles. And there the matter rested. As I stood on this field, which will ever cradle the memory of Custer and his glorious band the great brown hills flooded with sunlight and the silence as oppressive as the mystery which surrounds their deaths I tried to form some idea of the awful sensation which must have come to each of these brave fellows when he realized the sickening horror of the situation on tlai dread day. That death awaited every man wa3 evident after the first ten minutes. But my eyes rested on the little white marble sentinels which marked the steady, compact advance, and on every hero's cenotaph I seemed to see carved the word, "Duty." The S,tute and Higher Education. To the Editor of the Indianapolis Journal: Having read with some interest the current discussion in the Journal of the State University matter and kindred questions, I am inclined to add a few words thereto. "U. L. See" offers some useful suggestions, but most people in Indiana are now inclined probably, to seek a mean between a vast expenditure on the State University at this time, and Its suppression. Love for that insitution almost the only one of our higher educational institutions which has come down to us from our early wildwood, logcabin days, is in the heart of every intelligent Indianian, and while the people would not look kindly on a present attempt to make it a rival of Stanford or Chicago in lavish expenditure, the truth that our university is a permanency and is to be so dealt with, may probably be safely admitted. Mr. Reynolds's idea that we do not need the university because young men can be taught fn certain sectarian colleges in our State is so many millions of years behind the times that It requires no refutation. The university came long ago, but it came to stay. President Swain's recent inaugural address is an able plea for his beloved institution, and while the public mind may not go with him to the end in all his positions and desires, there will be a general agreement with the spirit of his remarks. It is always with reluctance that I disagree with the Journal, but it seems to me that in your Sunday editorial you assign to Prof. Swain a position which he did not tak You say : "He assumed that the student, standing aloof from practical contact with affairs and studying them only from such results as he can gather, is better prepared to solve the complex questions of capital and labor than are the men who have been intimately connected with the great industries for years in different capacities." , This is a construction of President Swain's position which his words do not seem to warrant. His tone and spirit may be, i think, found In this extract: "A university must recognize Its environment. Yet an institution of learning would be foolish, indeed, should it accept and promulgate any current theory simply because it is current. To teach either free trade or protection because either is the theory of the party in power, would be unworthy of and wholly contrary to the Ideals of the scholar. It should be the duty of the university to examine into every question, industrial, historical, philosophical, political, scientific which is of present or future interest to the people of the State. To gather together all the facts of experience and the thoughts of the profoundest thinkers on these questions and place before the students and people a scientific treatment of the subject, is of the utmost importance." There does not seem much "know it all" In this. Does he not mean here, and only mean that the ncholar, trained In the learning of the schools, will a!d and supplement John Sherman and Huh MeOulloeh and Jay Cooke In their work? Dr. Swain probably learned, long ago, that "experience teaches knowledge," and he, no doubt, would be the last man to claim for mere theory a

superiority 10 mat nest or all teachers, practical experience Th's is the spirit of the above extract and It will probably so strike i most readers. f The question of the removal of the univeri sity to Indianapolis is not up for present decision, and we will emulate Father Cartwright and cross Fox river when we come to It. Meantime, let us give our educational Institutions fair play, and let us hope that in the new heaven and the old earth opening to lnd'pna- this winter in our Republican legislature the Interests of higher education may not suffer. J. B. L. i Pendleton, Jan. 1.

BREAKING THE ICE. When William Larkef irrevocably made up his mind to tak Mary Kuchenbach to the great county picnic at Blue Bottle Springs, he did not tell his father, as was his custom in most matters. To a straightlaced old Dunkard like Herrman Larker the very thought of attendance ujon such a carousal, with its round dancing and square dancing, would have seemed almost impiety. Henry Kuchenbach was likewise a member of that strict sect, but not quite so narrow in his ideas as his more pious neighbor. Yet to him also the suggestion of his daughter being a participant in such frivolity would have met with scant approval. But William, was longing to dance. For many years he had secretly and fondly cherished the belief that he was possessed of much Inborn ability in that art a &eniu3 compelled to remain dormant by the narrowness, the strictness of his family's Ideas. Many a rainy afternoon had he given vent to his desire by swinging corners and deux-et-deux-ing about hs father's barn, floor, with no other partner than a wheat sheaf, and no other music than that produced by his own capacious lips. It was for this reason that when on one beautiful July day William Larker, attired In his best a plain black frock coat, trousers of the same material reaching just below his shoe tops, a huge derby hat no longer black, but green, as a result of long exposure to the elements, and a new pair of shoes well tallowed stepped into his buggy, tapped his sleek mare with the whip and started at a brisk pace toward the Kuchenbach farm, his stern parent believed that he was going to the great bush meeting at Bunkertown, twelve miles up the pike, and was devoutly thankful to see his son growing up in piety and when Mary Kuchenbach, buxom and rosy, wearing a plain black dress, the sombreness of which was relieved solely by a white kerchief about the neck, and a gray poke bonnet, as became one of her, sect, climbed up and took the vacant place beside him, Henry Kuchenbach, standing at the gate with his wife at his side, called after them as the vehicle rattled away: "Be sure and tell Preacher Book when he comes this way to stop in an' get that crock of sausages we've be'n keepin fi r missuss." And good Mrs. Kuchenbach threw up her hands and explained: "Ain't them a lovely pair?" "Yes," replied the husband grimly, "an they've be'n keepin' company six years now an' that there fellow ain't never spoke his mind." Meantime the buggy sped along the smooth road, the rattle of its wheels, the clatter of the sleek mare's hoofs and the shrill call of the killdee skimming across the meadows being the sole sounds that broke the silence of the quiet country. A mile was gone over and then the girl said falteringly: "B-e-e-11, a't et wrong?" William in response hit the hone a vicious out with the whip and replied: "Et don' seem jest right ter fool 'em, but you'll fergit 'bout et when we git dancin'." "I a'n't never be'n ter one o' them picnics an' I feel afraid." Then there was silence between them a silence broken only at rare intervals, when one of the pair ventured! some commonplace remark, which was always rewarded with a laconic reply of "Yais" or "Yer don't say?" Up hill and down rattled the buggy, following -the crooked country road across ,the wide valley. Over three low, wooded ridges, then several miles up the broad meadows that line the picturesque Juniata, it wended its way, until at length the green grove In the center of which lies the Blue Bottle spring was reached. The festivities had already begun. The outskirts of the wood were filled with vehicles of every description buggies, buckboards, spring wagons, omnibuses and ancient phaetons. The horses had been unhitched and tied to trees and fences, and were munching their midday meal of oats, gnawing the bark from limbs or kicking at the flies, while their owners gave themselves up to the pursuit of pleasure. After having seen his mare comfortably settled at a small chestnut, from which she began playfully tearing all the foliage, and taken the lunch basket on one arm and his companion on the other, William Larker proceeded eagerly to the inner portion of the grove, the portion from whence came the sounds of the fiddle and cornet. They passed through the outer circle of elderly women, who were unpacking baskets and tastefully arranging their contents on tablecloths spread on the ground jars of pickles, cans of fruit, bags of sandwiches, bottles of cold tea, and the scores of other dainties necessary to pass a pleasant day with nature. They went through another circle of peanut, watermelon, lemonade and ice cream ' venders, about which were grouped many elderly men discussing the topics of the day and exchanging greetings and at length arrived at the center of interest, the dancing platform. The young Dunkards Joined the crowd, which vraa watching the course of the dance with eager Interest. An orchestra of three pieces, a bass viol, a violin and a cornet, operated by three men in shirt sleeves, sent forth wheezy strains to the time of which men and women, young, old and midle-aged, gayly swung corners and partners, galloped forward and ack. made ladies' chains and gentlemen's chains, winding in and out and then back and bowing, until William Larker and his companion fairly grew dizzy. The crowd of dancers was a heterogeneous one. There were young men from the neighboring county town, gorgeous In blazers of variegated eclors; there were young farmers whose movements were not in the last impeded by the sombre, heavy clothing, or the high-crowned, broad-rimmed hats that they wore; there were a few particularly forward youths in bicycle attire, and three gay young men fiom the neighboring city of Harrisburg, whose shining high silk hats and dancing pumps made them the envy of their more rustic companions. The women, likewise, in beautv and dress, went to both extremes. Gaily flowered, airy calico, cashmere and gingham bobbed about rmong shiniag, frigid satins and silks is modest as their owners in demeanor. Now in tipparently inextricable chaos; now in perfectly orderly form six Eets; now winding into a dazzling mass of silk, calico, high -il!i bts and blazers, then out again went the dancers. "Oh, a'n't et grand," exclaimed Mary Kuchenbach, clasping her hands. "Thet's good dancin, I tell yer," her companion replied enthusiastically. She had seated herself upon a stump, and he was leaning against a tree a fewfeet away. "Good dancin. Jest look at them three ceety fellers, with them high shiny hats, a swingin corners. Now a'n't they cuttin' it? Next comes 'a-laman all. Jest watch 'em them two In th' fur set, th' way they throw their feet th' gal in pink with th feller in short pants and a striped coat. Now back. Thet there's dancin', I tell yer, Mary. 'Gents dozey-dough' next. That 'ere feller don't call Aggers loud enough. There they go bad in the rear set thet's better. See them ceety fellers again swingin' partners. Grand chain! Good all 'round no there's a break. See thet girl in blue satingshe's turned too soon. Thet's better tother way bow yer corners now yer own. All over." The music stopped and the dancers, panting from their exertions, fanning and mopring, left the platform and scattered among the audience. William Larker's eyes Aere aglow with excitement. The opportunity of his life had come. He was to dance to real music, with a real flesh and blood partner, after all those years of secret practice with a wheat sheaf in the seclusion of his father's barn. He would put his arms around Mary Kuchenbach, a feat for the accomplishment of which he had probably longed for more than the other. While his companion, seated upon the stump, gazed curiously, timidly, at the gay crowd around her, he, his hands thrust deep in his pockets, stood frigidly before her, mentally picturing the pleasure to come. His feet could hardly keep still when a purely imaginary air floated through his brain, and he fancied himself "dozy-dough-Ing" and "goin a vlsitin' " with the rosy girl beside him. The man with the bass vtol began to rub resin on his bow: the violinist was tuning up and the eornetist giving the stops of his instrument the usual preliminary practice, when the floor master announced the next dance. One after another the couples sifted from the crowd and clambered upon the platform. "Two more couple," cried the conductor. "Come 'long, Alary. Now's our chane'." whispered the young Dunkard to his companion. "Oh. B-e-el. really I can't. I never danced in puberlick afore." "But you kin. It ain't hard. All yer'll jhev ter - do is ter keep yer feet a-movin' an' do what the fellar that's callin' figgers says." The girl hesitated. "One more couple," roared the floor master. William was getting excited. "You kin dance with th' best uv 'em. Come along." "Really, no. I'm too narvous. Jest wait." The 'twang of the Addle commenced; the

cracked, quivering notes of the horn arose above the buzz of conversation. "Bow yer partners corners." cried the leader. And the young man sat down on the stump in disgust. "We'll hev ter git In th' next," he said. "Why, it's dead easy. Yer see. this eres only a plain quadre-11. Youse orter see one 'et ain't plain. One of them where they has sich figgers ez 'first lady on the war dance. like they done at the big weddin' up at Bunkertown three years ago. These is plain. I've never danced before myself, but I've seen 'em do 1t. an' I've be'n practicin'. All you'll hev ter do is mind me." And so the following dance found the pair on the platform among the first. The girl trembling, blushing and self-conscious, the young man. self-conscious, but triumphant and composed. . "Bow yer partners," cried the floor master, when the orchestra had started its scraping. Down went the gray poke bonnet, down went the great derby, and a smile of joy overspread the broad face beneath it. "Swing yer partners!" The great arms went around the plump form, lifting it off its feet; their o-vner spun round, carefully replaced his burden on the floor, bowed, smiled and whispered, "Ain't et grand?" "Corners!" The young woman in blue satin gave a slight scream that was metamorphosed into a giggle as she fel.t herself swung through space in the arms of the muscular person toward whom she had careened. Her partner, one of the young city men with a high silk hat, grinned and whispered in her ear, "Oat cake." "Leads for'a'd an' back!" William Larker seized his partner's plump hand and bounded forward, bowing and twisting, his free arms gesticulating in unison with his legs and feet. He was in it now in the thick of the dance; in it with his whole heart. Whenever there was any dozy-doughing to be done William was there; if a couple went "visltin' " he was with them; when "Ladies to the Center!" was called he was there; In every "Grand chain" he turned the wrong way; he gripped the ladies' hands until they inwardly groaned; he tramped on and crushed the patent-leather pumps of the young city man, and in response to a muttered something smiled his unconcern, bolted back to his corner and swung his partner and whispered, "Ain't it grand?" The young women giggled facetiously and winked at their acquaintancesin the next set; the forward youth in the bicycle costume talked about road sweepers, and the city young man said "Oat cake But the young Dunkard was unconscious of it all to the end the end that came most suddenly and broke up the dancing. ; "Swing yer partners," bawled the floor manager. William Larker obeyed. A ragged bit of the sole of his shoe, worn through by scuffling, caught in a crack and over he went, his partner clasped tight in his arms, off the high platform. There was blood on the big boulder and a gash in William's scalp when he was picked up a moment later and carried down to the spring. The doctors poured water over him and bandaged up his head, and when he recovered his senses he found himself the center of all eyes. His first glance fell upon the white face of Mary Kuckenbach, who, seated on a stump, was weeping heartily, despite the efforts of a large crowd of sympathizing women to allay her fears. He looked up and his eyes met those of the-young woman In blue satin, who was looking down on him, and he saw her giggle, and turn and speak to the crowd. He thought that he noticed a high silk hat and heard the word "oat-cake," and then and there he resolved to return and never again depart from the quiet ways of his fathers. They drove home in the early evening. William Larker and Mary Kuchenbach. And they had crossed the last ridge and were looking out over the broad valley toward the dark mountains at the foot of which lay their homes, when the first word was spoken. The girl looked at her companion and said: "Be-el, ain't dancin' dang" rous?" The young man cut the mare with the whip, blushed, and with much confusion, replied: "Yals, kinder. But but I'm sorry I drug you off th' platform like thet." She covered her mouth with her hand and giggled. William just saw the corner of one of her eyes as she looked up at him from under the gray bonnet, and replied: "Oh, I didn't min' that. Et was jes' lovelytell we hit." The mare swerved to one side toward the fence and the driver seized the rein he had dropped and pulled her back into the beaten track. Then the whip fell from his hands and he stopped and clambered down into the road and recovered it. But when he regained his seat In the buggy he wrapped the reins twice around the whip, and the intelligent beast trotted home unguided. New York Evening Sun. f , , A TALK WITH AX EMPRESS., An Account of an Audience with Her Majesty of Japan. Lady Freemantle, in London Queen. The following account of an audience with the Empress of Japan, just relating what actually took place during the visit of my cousin, Miss Wells, and myself to the Mikado's palace, may be of some interest at the present time. We duly received our cards of audience through our British charge d'affaires, informing us or the hour at which we were to present ourselves at the palace, and of the dress which is de rigueur on such occasions, viz: "Robes montantes en train long." To meet the necessary requirements I had to adapt a handsome evening gown of black and gray brocaded satin, trimmed with black velvet, by filling in the neck and sleeves with black lace. A set of moonstone stars, necklet, etc., completed my costume. Miss Wells looked well in a handsome gown of black broche silk, trimmed with a front of black, beaded net over mauve silk, and gold ornamerts. We were received at the top of the steps by three court officials In plain black court dress, who conducted us along numerous corridors all very handsomely carpeted and papered, with here and there a magnificent old lacquered door brought from some old palace. At length we were shown into a magnificent room looking into a court with fountains and shrubs, the room very well furnished In European style. We had not long to wait before being ushered into the presence of the Empress. The room in which she receives private presentations is very small, and I was quite unprepared to come upon her so suddenly, and only just 'had time to make my curtsey before finding myself close to her. The room was almost devoid of furniture only a table or two and some pretty Japanese ornaments. The Empress was accompanied by three ladies, La Vicontesse Takakura (dames du palals), and Mile. Kagawa and Mile. Annekoji Yoshiko (dames d'honneur), all dressed in soft mauve or gray shades of brocade, with high necks and trains. The Empress had on a mauve brocade made with high rather pointedbodice, and fitting beautifully, and the skirt plain, with train. She wore some beautiful diamond ornaments in her hair and on her neck. She is small, as are most Japanese ladles, with a pleasant face, and, I can imagine, might brighten up if she were animated; but during our visit .she was perfectly emotionless, and we could Just see her lips move, but scarcely heard what she said. All our conversation was carried on in a low whisper, and, as I towered above my little interpreter, it was most difficult to hear what was said, and I had to bend my head in the most uncomfortable way. Our interview did not, however, last long. Asking me how many weeks I had stayed at Vladivostock, I answered, "Three days, your Majesty." "Was it net possible for the Admiral to postpone his departure and remain for the fete of chrysanthemums?" Then the Empress told me how glad she had been to see. me, and put out her hand for me to take. I (hen made another curtsey and retired. Miss Wells taking my place, and after her little Interview we both tacked out of the royal presence. LlTe Stock. LOUISVILLE, Jan. 1. Cattle The market was steady. Feeders, $3fi3.50; stockers, $2!r2.7.-.. Hogs The market was lOlSc higher. Choice packing and butchers', $4.60'&4.65; fair to good packing, Sl.45?f4.r5; good to extra light, $4.4O4.50; roughs, $3.7Cii4. Sheep and Lambs. The market was steady. Good to extra shinning sheep, $2.25 tfi,2.E0: fair to good, $23.25; extra lambs, $3Grf3.50: common to medium, $2.50ft'2.75. KANSAS CITY, Jan. 1. Cattle Receipts, 2,100; shipments. 500. The market was strong to 5c higher; Texas steers. $2ff3.73; Texas cows, $242.75; beef steers, $3.255.20; native cows, $1.403.50. Hogs Receipts, 6,900; shipments, 1,000. The market was 510c higher; bulk of sales, $4.1.V'i'4.35. Sheep Receipts, 1,000. The market was steady and unchanged.- . Wool. BOSTON, Mass., Jan. 1. The past week has been quiet in the wool market, with the volume of sales falling off. it is. of course, too early to estimate the effect of the new tariff on trade. Tin? tone is steady, and buyers in need of supplies are paying about former rates. Prices for the leading descriptions are as follows: Ohio and Pennsylvania fleeces. X, 19ti20c; XX and above, 18lSV&c: Ohio delaine, Wil9V.c: Territory wools. Montana fine and fine medium, iC(fl2c; No. 2 medium Wyoming. Utah. Dakota. Nevada. Idaho and Colorado fine and fine medium. Otitic: No. 2 medium, llUIc; Oregon wools Eastern fair, DilOc; Australian wools Scoured combing super, 41 42c; average. 37t?38c. Lnrk In Horaehoea. 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COMMERCIAL RECORD THE JOBJtlAO TRADE. (The quotations given below are the selling prices of wholesale dealers.) Candles and -ut. Candles Stick, 6c per lb; common, mixed. 6c; G. A. R. mixed, 6c; Banner, mixed. 10c; cream mixed, 9c; old-time mixed, 7c. Nuts Soft-shelled almonds. 16c; English walnuts, 12c; Brazil nuts, 9c; filberts, lie; peanuts, roasted. 6if7c; mixed nuts. 1012c. Canned Goods. Peaches Standard, 2-pound, $1.8532; 2pounds seconds, $1.5051.65; 3-pound pie, $1.15 61.20; California standard. $2.25'ff 2.50; California seconds, $1.85512. MiscellaneousBlackberries. 2-pound. 905c; raspberries. 2-pound. $1.1001.20;. pineapple, standard. 2pound, $1.251.35; choice. $2(g2.25; cove oysters, 1-pound, full weight. 909oc; light 6570c; 2-pound, full, Sl.80Gfl.90; light. $1-10 1.20; string beans, 85iff95c; Lima beans, $1.10 1.30; peas, marrowfat. $1.101.20; early June, Sl.25fri.50: lobsters, $1.85112: red cherries, $1.20!. 25; strawberries, $1.201.30; salmon (lbs), $1.452.20; 3-pound tomatoes. $1.05L10. Coal and Coke. Anthracite coal, all sizes, $7.50 per ton; Pittsburg and Raymond City, $4.25 per ton; Jackson. $4.25; block, $3.25; Island City, $3i Blossburg and English cannel, $5. All nut coals 50c below above quotations. Coke Connellsville. $3.75 per load; crushed. $3.25 per load; lump. $3 per load. Drnici. Alcohol, $2.482.60; asafetida, 40c; alum, 4&-5c; camphor, 4750c; cochineal, 50fe55c; chloroform. 6065c; copperas, brls, 75rtS5c; cream tartar, pure, 268c; indigo, 65800; licorice, Calab., genuine, 3040c; magnesia, carb., 2-oz, 2535c; morphine, P. & W., per oz, $2.C52.30; madder, 1416c; oil. castor, per gal, $1.10g!1.15; oil, bergamot, per lb, $3; opium, $2.75; quinine, P. & W.. per oa, 3540c; balsam copaiba, 6065c; soap, castile. Fr., 1216c; soda bicarb., 46c; salts, Epsom, 4g5c; sulphur, flour, 66c; saltpeter. 820c; turpentine. 3640c; glycerine, 1420c; iodide potassium, $33.10; bromide potassium, 4045c; chlorate potash, 20c: borax, I214c; cinchonida, 1215c; carbolic acid. 2226c. .... Oils Linseed, 5558c per gal; coal oil, legal test, 714c; bank, 40c; best straits, 60c; Labrador, 60c; West Virginia lubricating, 2030c; miners', 45c. Lard oils Winter strained, in brls, 60c per gal; in half brls, 3c per gal extra. Dried Frnlts. Figs Layer, ll14c per lb. Raisins Loose Muscatel, $L251.40 per box; London layer, $1.351.75 per box; Valencia, 6Vfe8c per lb; layer. S10c. Peaches Common, sun-dried, 810c per lb; California, 10&12c; California, fancy, Apricots Evaporated, 9(313a Prunes California, 6S!10c per lb. Currants 4&5c per lb. Dry Goods. Bleached Sheetings Androscoggin L, 6c; Berkeley, No. 60, 7c; Cabot. 6c; Capital, 5V&c; Cumberland, 6c; Dwlght Anchor, 714c; Fruit of the Loom, 7V4c; Farwell, c; Fltchville, 5Vic; Full Width, 5c; Gilt Edge, 5c; Gilded Age, 7c; Hill, 6Vc; Hope. 6c; Llnwood, 6e; Lonsdale, 6Vfec; Lonsdale Cambric. &V2c; Masonville, 714c; Peabody, 5:ic; Pride of the West, Uc; Quinebaugh. 6c; Star of the Nation, 6c; Ten Strike, 6V4c; Pepperell, 9-4, 18c; Pepperell, 10-4, 20c; Androscoggin, 9-4, 19c; Andoscoggin, 10-4, ;-iC. Brown Sheetings Atlantic A. 6c; Aruyle. 5Msc; Boott C, 4sic; Buck's Head, 5c; Cllftou, CCC, 5c; Constitution, 40-lnch, 7Msc; Carlisle, 40-inch. 7c; Dwlght Star, 7c; Great Falls E 6c; Great Falls J, 4c; Hill Fine, 6c; Indian Head, 6c; Lawrence LL, 4Vic; Pepperell E, 6c; Pepperell R. 5c; Pepperell, 9-4, 16c; Pepperell, 10-4, 18c; Androscoggin, 9-4, 18c; Androscoggin. 10-4, 2014c. Prints Allen dress styles, 4c; Allen's staples, 4c; Allen TR, 5c; Allen robes, 6Uc; American indigo, 414c; Arnold LLC, 6c; Cocheco fancy, 5c; Cocheco madders, 440; Mamilton fancy, 5c; Manchester fancy, Ce; Merrimac fancy, 5c; Merrimac pinks and purples, 5c; Pacific fancy, 5c; Pacific robes, 5V2c; Pacific mourning, 514c: Simpson Edd'ystone, 5c; Simpson Berlin solids. 5Vc; Simpson's oil finish, 6c; Simpson's grays, 5c; Simpson's mournings, 5c. Ginghams Amoskeag staples, 5c; Amoskeag Persian Dress, 6c; Bates Warwick Dress, 6Vic; Johnson BF Fancies, 8c; Lancaster, 5c; Lancaster Normandies, 6c; Carrol ton, 4c; Renfrew Dress, 6c; Whlttenton Heather, 6Vfec; Calcutta Dress styles. 5c. Kidflnished Cambrics Edwards, 3c; Warren, 3c; Slater, 3c; Genesee, 3?ic. Tickings Amoskeag ACA, llVc; Conestoga BF, 13c; Cordis, 140, 12c; Cordis FT, 12i4c; Cordis ACE, 12Msc; Hamilton awnings. 10c"; Kimono Fancy, 17c; Lenox Fancy, 18c; Methuen A A, 12c; Oakland AF, 6c; Portsmouth, 11c; Susquehanna, 13c; Shetucket SW, 7&e; Shetucket F, 8c; Swift River, 5Mc. Grain Bags Amoskeag, $12.50; American, $12.50; -Frankiinville, $15; Harmony, $12.50; Stark. $17.50. Groceries. Sugars Hard sugars, 4.204.82c; . confectioners A, 4'sc; soft A, 3.904c; extra C, 3.65(&3.75c; yellow C, SZ'ac; dark yellow, 3y3c. Coffee Good, 19'3'20c; prime, 2021c; strictly prime, 2223c; fancy green and yellow. 2527c; ordinary Java, 29Vi SQ1.5C. Roasted Old government Java, 32 33c; golden Rio, 25c; Bourbon Santos, '26c; golden Santos, 24c; prime Santos, 23Via; Cottage (blended), 22V2C; Capital (blended), 21c; Pilot, 20 ; Dakota, 19V&c; Brazil, 19c; 1-pound packages, 21c. Molasses and Syrups New Orleans molasses, fair to prime. 3040c; choice, 4045c; syrups, 2330c. Salt In car lots, 95c$l; small lots. $1 1.05. Spices Pepper, 1518c; allspice, 1015c; cloves, 1520e; cassia, 1012c; nutmegs, 65 73c per pound. Beans Choice hand-picked navy, $1.85 190 per bu: medium hand-picked, $1.E01.85; llmas, California, 6Mg6c per pound. Twine Hemp, 12(S18c per lb; wool, 810c; flax. 2030c; paper, 15c; jute, 1215c; cotton, 16f?25c. ' Rice Louisiana, 4S5c: Carolina, 4?4 6'-ic. Shot $1.201.25 per bag for drop. Leau 6V'W7e for pressed bars. Flour Sacks (paper) Plain, 1-32 brl, per 1,000, $3.50; 1-16 brl, $5; brl, $8; V brl, $16; No. 2 drab, plain, 1-32 brl, per 1.000, $4.25; 1-16 brl. $6.50; , $10; V2. $20; No. 1 cream, plain. 1-32 brl, per 1.000, $7; 1-16, $8.75; Y. $14.50; J4, $28.50. Extra charge for printing. Wooden Dishes No. 1. per 1,000, $2.50; No. 2, $3: No. 3. S3.50: No. 5. $4.50. Woodenware No. 1 tubs, $5.255.75; No. 2 tubs, $4.50&5; No. 3 tubs, $44.50; 3-hoop pails, $1.50(81.60; 2-hoop pails, $1.151.25; double washboards, $2.2532.75: common washboards, $1.50(g1.85; clothes pins, 50S5c per box. . Iron and Steel. Bar iron, 1.2001.30,:; horshoe bar. 2Vi 2ifcc; nail rod, 6c; plow slabs, 2c; American cast steel, 8c; tire steel, 2b'ic; spring steel, 4y2!&5c. Leather. Leather Oak sole, 3040c; hemlock sole, 2430c; harness, 2830c; skirting, 3132c, single strap, 41c; black bridle, per doz, $G0tf 95; fair bridle, $C.078 per doz; city kip, B575c; French kip, 85ctf?$1.10; city calfskins. 85cfl$l; French calfskins, $11.80. Nails and Ilorseahoee. Steel cut nails, $1.10; vire nails, $1.25 rates; horseshoes, per keg, $3.75; mule shoes, per keg, $4.75; horse nails. $1B5 per box. Produce, Frnlta and Vegetable. Grapes Malaga grapes, $810 per keg, according to weight. Bananas Per bunch, 75c!g$1.25. Cabbage Per brl, $11.25. Cranberries $10& 12 per brl; $3.503.73 per box. Sweet Potatoes Jerseys, $3.253.50 per brl; Illinois, $2,5062.75. Onions Per brl, $1.501.75; 6575c per bu; Spanish onions, $1.25 per crate. Cheese New York full cream, 1214c; skims, 57c per lb. Lemons Messina, $3.50(53.75 per box; Florida. $2.50; Malaga, $3 25ft3.50. Potatoes Per brl. .51.75; per bu, 60c. Apples Per brl. New York and New England stock, $2. 75 3; choice, $3.25. Celery Per bunch, 35ti43c, according to Florida oranges, $33.25; Mandarins, $4.50. two box crates; grape fruit, $4.50 per box. New Cider Half brl. S2.75: brl. $4.505. Pine Apples $2.252. 50 per doz. Provisions. Bacon Clear sides, 40 to 50 lbs average, 7aic; 30 to 10 lbs average, 7Tgc; 20 to 30 lbs average, 8c. Bellies, 25 lbs averase, 7c; 14 to 16 lbs average, 8V8c; 12 to 15 lbs average, 8!Ac. Clear backs, 20 to 25 lbs average, 77,c; 12 to 20 lbs average, 7Tfcc; 9 to 10 lbs average, 7?c Shoulders English-cured, 12 lbs average, 712C; IS lbs average, 7c. Hams Suar-cured, 18 to 20 lbs average, 10c; 16 lbs average, 1014c; 12 lbs average, 10ic; 10 lbs average, lOijc. Blrx.-k hams. 104c; all first brands; seconds, 14c less. California hams, sugarcured, 10 to 12 lbs average, 7c. Boneless hams, sugar-cured, Si.A&9c. Pickled Pork Bean pork, clear, per brl, 200 lbs. $11.50: rump pork, $12.50. Breakfast Bacon Clear firsts, 11c; eeconds, 10c. Lard Kettle-render?d, in tierces, 7?fee; pure lard, SVsC. Tinner Supplies. Best brand charcoal tin, IC, 10xJ4, 14x20, 12x12, $iiiiG.50: IX. 1UX14. UxM. 12x12, Wu 8.50: IC, 14x2!), rofing tin. $5.25'g5.50; IC. 20x 28, $10.50x11; block tin. in pigs, 25c; in bars, 27c. Iron 27 B iron, 3c; C iron, 4c; galvanized. 70 and 10 per cent, discount. Sheet zinc, 5ffT5M:C. Copper bottoms. 20c. Planished copper. 24c. Solder. 13S14c. Seeds. Clover Choice, recleaned, 60-lb, $5.355.50; prime. $5.255.40; English, choice, $5.25; prime, $5.50; Alslke. choice, $7.257-50: Alfalfa, choice, $4.751t5; crimson or scarlet clover. $3.73?r4.25; timothy, 45-lb, choice, S2.45 2.65; strictly prime. $2.502.60; blue grass, farcy, 14-lb. $1.4001.50; extra clean. 85g90c. Orchard trrass, extra. $1.852.05; Red top. choice. $1(51.25; extra clean. 90c4i$L English blue grass. 24-lb, $2.2002.35.

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