Marshall County Independent, Volume 1, Number 48, Plymouth, Marshall County, 27 September 1895 — Page 2

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Pnor. KINCSLFY. the aeronaut, had been my chum at college. Fifteen years had passed since then, lie had made rapid strides in his chostn field of science; I had entered the army and become an officer of the Uoyal Engineers. Circumstances had now brought me into his neighborhood and I decided to visit him. I found him in a state of enthusiasm over a new invention of his own to enable human beings to breathe the rarefied air of high altitudes. I was made acquainted with the details and learned that arrangements were about completed for a balloon ascent, by which a practical test of the invention was to be made. He was confident that it would eclipse all previous air voyages in practical results. Despite my Ignorance of the practical details of the Invention. I was invited to become the professor's companion on this voyage through space, and for the novelty of the thing I had never been In a balloon accepted the invitation and consented to act as amateur assistant One morning a few weeks later I found myself at the side of Prof. Kingsley standing in the midst of an admiring crowd, who were eagerly waiting for the ascension of the great airship. which, fastened to the ground by a net

work of ropes, plunged and strained : bepan t0 find that breathing was mouse some living animal. Five minutes n,nt,rnv hmin n,nr nn.i

later we had embarked in the car, and In another minute there was a sudden shout. Without for a moment understanding the reason, I found that the people and the place had somehow slipped away from us and disappeared. It was the most singular sensation I had ever felt, and as I looked over the edge of the car I was astonished to observe that in one minute, or less as it appeared to me, the trees and surging crowd of upturned faces had grown so amazingly small and distant. The motion was almost imperceptible; indeed, it took some time to grow accustomed to the Idea that we were moving at all. Yet there could be no doubt about the fact that we were moving, and moving at a surprising rate of progress, too. Up, up and as we rose we were traveling to the eastward. Towns, villages, country the broad silver stripe of the widening Thames, dotted here and there with quivering specks which we knew to be sails, and flecked with littlecoiling wreaths of darkness which must have represented steamers; and then the great silver shield of the channel, glittering in the blaze of the sun, passed under our eyes in- one vast moving diorama, the details of which Crew fail ter and fainter yet as we ascended. Then Kingsley began to talk. lie was always a brilliant talker, but now ho seemed to to talk more brilliantly than ever. I felt a sense of exhilaration myself that was new to mo--a sort of wild sense of freedom a lightness of body and mind that had the effect of strong wine on the nerves. Bat in spite of " VOL' MUST (JO OUT.' this I was surprised at its effect on my companion. lie talked like a man inspired. In a strain of exaggerated eloquence a rhapsody of science made poetry which struck me as the finest thing of the kind I had ever heard. Yet I found myself glancing at him from time to time a little uneasily. It seemed to me, excited as I was, a little extravagant, and for the moment I wasn't quite sure how far the excited nervous condition might be consistent with the safe traveling of our balloon. I was wrong, however, for I soon observed that the professor kept a wary eye upon the movements of the balloon, and was noting each change In the condition of his delicate instruments that were fixed to the sides of the car beside him. On, on, and upward still, and now when I ventured to look below I could we the great panorama of land and tea lik the tracings on a lobw and

showing something like the same gently rounded surface. And all the time Kingsley talked on. Sometimes, indeed, he would pause for an instant to impart some practical information, and almost at once go back to his declamation and his theories. "Five thousand feet," he announced. "Ahlnow we have risen above the puny mountain tops of our little island." Aftera rime he announced 1.o(k foot, and then lö.tHM). I looked below, and it seemed to me that the slender thread of twisting silver, darkened on both sides by puny excrescences that might be buildings, must represent Paris and the Seine. There was hardly any wind, yet it was growing colder, and I felt some little oppression in breathing. I said this to the professor. He smiled, and, stooping, threw out two of our sandbags that served for ballast. My eye followed them, and I wondered where they would fall. I even asked my companion If ic wasn't dangerous he didn't answer me, but I stooped and threw another over. We were now rising rapidly. "Twenty thousand fet," he exclaimed, rubbing his hands together. "IIa! What are the Alps? Mere molehills dignified with the name of mountain." This was all very well, but now I labor, and that the cold was increasing every minute. I asked Kingsley if it was not time to try his new apparatus. 'Not yet!" he exclaimed. "Not yet! I must see how high Ave can go without It first." I looked anxiously at him, but I said no more-. He went on talking by fits and starts, and I was relieved to see that the rarity cf the air was affecting him, too. He must have suffered as I did, and yet he sat still looking from one of his instruments to another. I wrapped a heavy sealskin clo;tk around me and waited as well as I could. I began to feel half stupid, and it was with a start that I heard him say in a thick voice, '"25,000 feet. Ah! That will do!" Then he put one of his new respirators Into my hand, and as I looked at him half stupidly he added: "Now these will take us up to r0, H0." The professor's invention worked like magic. In two minutes I could breathe freely again. As the thought passed through my mind with a certain satisfaction the professor stooprd and threw out another sandbag. The sun was still bright, but suddenly there was a faint crackling sound like the breaking of glass. I looked at my feet and saw that the floor was covered with small transparent icicles. I put my hand to my mouth and found that my mustache was bristling with Ice. "Thirty thousand feet!" Kingsley announced in a voice that sounded nintlled and distant. Thirty thousand! And yet the man talked of fifty. Ah, well, I could see that we had oulyone more sandbag. Even Kingsley by his enthusiasm couldn't overcome the laws of nature. He stooped and threw out our last bag as the thought passed through my mind. Again we rose rapidly. Like the professor himself, my eyes were fixed on the barometer. It was cold deadly cold. After a pause he exclaimed: "Thirty-five thousand. Ha! We have broken the record now." I looked at Kingsley. His face was blue and pinched, but his eyes shone with a light that was new and alarming In Its wild brilliancy. "Haven't we gone high enough?" I managed to articulate, though with difficulty. "Enough?" he returned In a strong voice; "enough? Are you crazy? Fifty thousand, or we don't go back, I tell you r0, man!" The man's face had changed; his eyes glittered ami sparkled with a strange shifting light good Hod! He was going mad! After all, I thought, the last sandbag Is gone; mad or sane he can't rise higher without lightening the balloon more. I glanced at the barometer it was stationary. The professor's eyes were fixed on It, too then he looked round him then he glared at me! "We don't rise," he muttered to himself; 4,but we must. We must!" He rose and made a step toward me. lie laid hij hand on my shoulder. He imlnted to the barometer. "We don't rise," ho repeated with a strange significance. I nodded. "Somebody must go!" he RJtld. "Good God, man!" I exclaimed. "What do you mean?" He gripped me on the shoulder he brought his face to the level of minehe glared fiercely lnt my eyes. "She won't Use," he muttered. "You must go out!" I looked at him. The man was clearly mad It was la his eyes and in his voice.

"No," I answered angrily, "no! Go yourself!" He looked at me with a half questioning expression. "You can't take the observations," he said. I shook his hand from my shoulder angrily. Suddenly he looked at the barometer again. "Only 08,000 1" he exclaimed in a despairing tone. "I promised Ö0.0O0." He turned away with a wild gesture. He gripped one of the ropes and swung himself on the seat of the car. Py a supreme effort I managed to rouse myself. "Stop!" I shouted. He looked around at me. "Will you do it?" he said. "Somebody must, you know." He was in the very act of overbalancing himself when the terrible emergency seemed to restore some of my vigor. I seized him and dragged him back. IIo struggled wildly, and in his madness he was stronger than I. There was nothing else to be done I raised my hand and struck with all my force. Kingsley fell senseless to the bottom of the car. I staggered. I looked feebly around. I felt as if I were falling asleep. Something touched my hand and I grasped it it was the string that opened the valve of the balloon. As I grasped it I grew unconscious. As I clung to it I sank on the senseless body of the professor. I know nothing of what happened afterward. The next bounds I heard were the sounds of human voices; the next thing my eyes opened upon was the Interior of a small cottage room. There was a poor French print of a Madonna on the wall opposite me the

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3 I SEIZED HIM AND DRAGGED HIM HACK. voices that I heard spoke in the rough patois of French. I had been rescued by a miracle. It was months before Kingsley recovered, and to this day I never see him without his introducing the subject of the balloon ascent we are to make together, when we will certainly reach 50,(i00 feet. Poor fellow! That ascension unbalanced his brilliant mind for life Utica Globe. An Original "Ad." Bicycle repairers are so numerous that startling advertisements are necessary to secure business. A handbill of this purport has been widely circulated within the last few days on the South Side: "Bicycle surgery. "Acute and chronic cases treated with assurance of success. "Languid tires restored to health and vigor. "Tires blown up without pain. Wind f ree. "We understand the anatomy, physiology and hygiene of wheels and give homeopathic or allopathic treatment as Individual cases require. Sure cure guaranteed. "Testimonials: " My wheel had three ribs fractured and you cured it in one treatment.' " My tires were suffering with a case of acute aneurism which had been pronounced fatal by other bicycle doctors, but you cured the disorder and I did not lose a day of my tour.' " 'I was troubled with varicose tires, Involving frequent ruptures and incontinence of wind. You cured me.' "Thousands of testimonials like the above sent on application." Chicagc Kecord. Charles Dickens' Fault. A book might be written and doubtless much has been printed on the origin of certain slang phrases which drop from the lips of almost everybody as the cant expression becomes popular, says the Boston Olobe. "A fine daj-, I don't think," says my friend who is quick to catch on and appropriate anything new In a line which distinguishes the vernacular of the day. Of course, somebody originated this seml-sarcas-tlc and wholly ridiculous hyperbole of speech, and that person was no other than Charles Dickens. In "Martin Chuzzlewlt," simple, trustful Tom Pinch ruminates: "I'm a nice man, I don't think, as John used to say," etc., which only goes to show that there is nothing so very new in certain of the popular slang phrases of the time after all. Stranger Do the people do much hunting around here? Native They do, for a fact. Dead loads of It. Stranger What do they hunt deer and quail? Native Nope. Money to meet their notes In bank with. Florida Times-Union. Clara If Mr. Castletou succeeds In kissing a girl he tells all the rest of the men about It. Maude That accounts for It. Clara-For what? Maude-The crowd of fellows that have called upon you lately. New York Herald. Curry Carson seems to be very friendly with everybody all of a sudden. Vokes Yes; he Is going to get married soon, and he wants to have as many friends as he can to Invite and get pros ruts froou Truth.

KINSHIP OF ANIMALS.

Tointa of Resemblance in Organs anl (cneral Structure. The analogies of the creation teach us that everything is spun of one stuff and upon one plan, says the (lentleman's Magazine. Let a powerful example of this fact be taken in hand at once and some portion of the animal creation be Utilized. Now, we have all of us necks, some of us graceful necks, some of us apoplectic necks, and some of us no necks ar all to speak of. Again, the giraffe has a very long; neck, the elephant a very short one, and the porpoise apparently slops short of one altogether. Hut in each we lind seven cervical vertabrae and seven only. Again, they, and human beings also, all have the same number and variety of muscles and ligaments. Some of them certainly are simply mere representatives; for instance, the powerful ligamentum nuchae of the horse is but feebly represented in man. "Padding" account? for all the rest a little more or less of fat and cellular tissue. Our limbs form beautiful subjects for comparison. Throughout the vertebrates they never exceed four in number. They are all modifications of one type, whether we take the tins of lish, the wings and legs of birds. lore and hind legs of quadrupeds, or arms and legs of man. Comparing the legs of a bird with the leg of a man. we see that the complete leg of a bird shows the thigh bone, then the tibia or lower log bone, and then in the place of the tarsus and metatarsus a single bone with, at its lower extremity, a small bone supporting the four toes. Primarily the analogy between the last live bones of the bird and the so-called tarsus, metatarsus, and toes of man does not seem very complete, but if the chick in the egg be examined its legs will be found to consist of the thigh bone, of the tibia, of two tarsal, and three or four metatarsal bones, and the toes or phalanges. The upper tarsal bone subsequently becomes anchylosed with the tibia and the lower one with the con solidated metatarsus. Now the analogy becomes much more complete. The horse has but a single metatarsal bone (the third), with rudiments of the second and fourth. These rudimentary metatarsal bones of the horse are very interesting. Hy means of them it is comparatively easy to trace out his descent. The whale possesses the rudiments of hind legs, and the boa constrictor possesses also the rudiments of a leg and a pelvis, and the rudiments of the wings are discoverable in the apteryx. The third eyelid of the bird exists also in some amphibians and reptiles and in sharks; also in man as a rudimentary structure. The manner in which cows, deer, and sheep tear up the grass when they are feeding, plucking away at the tufts, is familiar to any observant man. The incisors of the upper teeth are wanting. The interesiing analogy is the fact that the teeth are really there, but they are uncut--that is to say, they have never pierce.! the gum. How to Prevent Lockjaw. If your boy should have the misfortune to run a rusty nail in his foot, as my son did not long since, I want to tell you what to do for him, if your heart quakes, as mine dot's, at the very thought of lock-jaw. I had the doctor, of course, and he wanted to pn.be the wound, which was an ugly one. 1 can tell you. right on the ball of the foot, at the base of the great toe. Having a mind of my own. I made the doctor put the probe in his pocket, as long as there was no portion of the nail remaining in the wound. The remedies used were salt pork, carbolated vaseline, etc., but the wound continued to swell until the boy's foot seemed ready to burst with angry inilammation. while he suffered Intolerable pain. 1 was in despair, when a friend from the country happened to drop in. As soon as she saw what was the matter she threw off her things excitedly and asked if I had any onions in the house. Well, the upshot of it was that we pounded up raw onions and made a thick poultice of them and bound it right on the foot. Talk about magic! I never saw any remedy act so like a charm. When I got ready to dress the foot about three hours after, the inflammation was subdued, the swelling had subsided, and the dear lad slept like an angel that night for the first time in over a week. He is all right now, thank Heaven, and I want every mother in the land to know about this simple, but wonderful, remedy for a wound of such a dangerous nature that even our best physicians sometimes fear to tackle it. New York Journal. Columbian Hair Dollars. Columbian centennial coins not heretofore circulated have been found frequently in change of late. They are the oO-cont pieces of 1SIKI, and the reason given for their appearance Is that many coin collectors and others believed that Immediately after the Columbian exposition they would have special value as rarities, and so hoarded them for a premium. They were so held for the better part of two years, but no appreciation In value followed, and now they have been thrown upon the market, and are freely circulated. They have a more attractive appearance than the regular fjO-cent pieces, but this superior attractiveness has not, to any visible extent, mitigated the regret which collectors have had in parting with them. The silver coinage of the United States in use varies from time to time, according to no definite law with which the treasury officials are familiar. At times silver dollars circulate with much ease and freedom and there does not seem to be any serious demand for a greater number of the smaller coins. Again, 10-cent pieces 8eeni to b greatly in demand and the dollars are stored Ayay lu banks and trnt companies and

In the treasury vaults, and are grudgingly revived by business men. but silver half-dollars always circulate free- j ly. New York Sun. j

More f'ure Air Needed. Dr. Keyno.-da" report to the public health committee of the Chicago Civic Federation on public health in municipalities contained some valuable suggestions. Mach of the disease and death in large cities was attributed to unsanitary conditions which might be prevented, especially overcrowding, the shutting out of light and air from dwellings and the general unhealthful condition of tiie shuns. Attention was called to the fad that Paris and other cities had found it necessary to tear down buildings at great expense in order to get more air in the overcrowded districts. It is time for the people of Chicago to consider seriously ;he matter of public health. During the warm weather fully 400 children die every week in Chicago, and the deaths of adults bring the total death rate up to Um a day. There can be no doubt that a large proportion of these deaths could be prevented if the city would adopt a vigorous' policy in dealing with the prevailing unsanitary conditions. Much is being done by private initiative to ward off some of the effects of these conditions. The city government should do its share by changing the conditions themselves. There must be more efficient methods of collecting and disposing of garbage. The efficiency of the city's force of tenement house inspectors must be greatly increased. The smoke nuisance must be stopped. There must bo strict regulations against overcrowding, and they must be enforced. The water supply must be math pure. There must be numerous small parks and breathing spots scattered through the more thickly settled portions of the city, where the people live who can afford neither the time nor the expense of going to the large parks. This is an imperative need. The necessity and the expense of satisfying it will both become greater as time goes by. Those are a few of the needs of the city in the direction of sanitary reform. They should be attended to as promptly as possible. Chicago Kecord. Severe Salute. A short time ago, writes a correspondent in Brazil, a u.ost ridiculous affair happened at IJi de Janeiro. An ice ship from Boston entered the bay, commanded by a Captain Creen, in the South America a trade. Fort Santa Cruz, not mortizing ids home Hag. hailed him and ordered him to "heave to." Hut the worthy skipper didn't speak Portuguese, and the simple statement of the name of his vessel, which he hurled at the fort, was not at all satisfactory: si a blank shot was fired as a mild suggestion for him to stop. F.ut he caileu for his revolver, and. pointing it skyward, lired six successsive shots. Then a solid shot from the fort skipped across his bow, ami then another, belter aimed, passed through his foresail. The fort and two shore batteries opened lire upon him, and several of his light spars were cut away. Hut he held on his course rejoicing, loading and tiring his revolver. Finally he readied quarantine, and came to anchor just as his flying .fibboom went by tin? board. He was then so near the other shipping that they dared lire on him no longer, and the police boat, the custom house and the health boat all boarded him, together with the captain of the port, who, with more vigor than politeness, wanted to know, "Why the deuce didn't you heave to?" "Heave to!" ejaculated the astounded skipper. "Was that what you wanted'; Cood heaven. I thought you was salutin' the American flag!" "Diablo!"' shouted the o'dicers in chorus. and they set the case down as additional evidence of the lunacy which they regarded as a necessary ingredient in the American character. The Horse AVill JStay. It is nonsense to talk about "the elimination of the horse." He is here to stay, and here to win as great honors as any gained by racer or roadster in the past. So long as men admire one of the most intelligent, one of the noblest of animals, so long will they ride the horse and drive the horse, and lind a zest and pleasure! to be gained in no other way. The progress of invention may bring into vogue for a certain time and to a certain extent many a curious vehicle. Like the "wheel." the horseless carriage may find, indeed, some degree of lasting favor. Hut until all lovers of outdoor exercise shall be placidly content to be mere motormen will the horse continue to lind, year after year, his full quota of warm and appreciative admirers on the road. Hoston Clobe. Snake Hypnotize a Cat. Lewis Coolman, a prominent butcher of Somerset, Ohio, upon returning from a trip in the suburbs, saw a cat some distance from a dwelling looking Intently at some object. He became so interested In the feline's strange actions that he hitched his horse, and then discovered that the cat seemed rooted to the spot by a large black snake, which was colled, and with Its head erect, looking Intently at the cat. which had been charmed or hypnotized. Mr. Coolman secured a club and struck the snake, and as he did so the cat fell as If It had been struck. The next second It was on its feet, running in great fright toward the dwelling. It Is peculiar how soundly a man sleeps when his wife crawls over him on her way to the kitchen to make a fire. Books are so cheap now that the poorest people can buy and own them, and the richest can burrow and keep them.

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Jrts in Jingle. The bright ambitions mercury Is heated to a cherry red. And the butter and the summer girl Are beginning now to nu.ke a spread Indianapolis Journal. He took her little hand in Iiis, She did not draw it buck; She simply elevated it And. Moses! what a whack! Detroit Tribune. The violet lingers in her rye, the ros I on her cheeks; Her dainty lips of poppy-leaf with pearl play hide-and-seek; Hut the dejirest of the blossoms which her many charms disclose. Iß the funny little dandclion-f reekle 00 ller Hose. Washington Star. 9 The boy stood on the burning deck, Hecae.se he was afraid lie couldn't swim to save Iiis nock, And that was why he stayed. Philadelphia Heeord. V A ballet girl who tried a bike. Though versed in antic steps galore. Performed a pirouette whose like Was never, never seen before. New York HeivM. The torrid sunbeams now descend; Forbearance is the rule. Hut verily that rule must end Toward hin, who y.iys, "Keep cooL Cleveland Plain Dealer. o The peach may be knocked galley west. And other fruits out of -ight; Hut in this assurance we may rest The prunes are there all right. Cincinnati Tiibune. The Dead Doll. You need not be trying to comfirt me, I tell yon my dolly is dead; There's no use saying she isn't, with a crack like that in her head. It's just like you said it wouldn't hurt much to have my tooth out that day. And then when the man 'most pulled my head off you hadn't a word to say! When my mamma gave me that ribbon I was playing out in the yard She said to me most expressly, "Here's a ribbon for Hildegarde," And I went and put it on Tabby and Ilildegarde saw mo do it, And I Faid to myself, "O, never mind, I don't believe she knew it!" But I know that she knew it now, and I just believe. I do, That her jMor little heart was broken and so her head broke, too. O, my dolly! my little baby! I wish my head had been hit. For I've hit it fiver and over and it hasn't cracked a bit! Hut, since the darling is dead, she"'! want to be buried, of course; We will take my little wagon, nurse, and you shall be the horse. And I'll walk behind and cry, and we'll put her in this, you see. This dear little box. and we'll bury her then under the maple tree. And papa will make her a tombstone like the one he made for my bird. And he'll put what I tell him 0:1 it yes, every single word I I shall say. "Hero lies Hildegard', a beautiful doll, who is dead! She died of a broken heart and a dreadful crack in her head!" Home (jlHTll. Some Sweet To-iay. I will not light the lamps until I've thought What was the sweetest thing In all my day; ! I will not seek to speed The lingering ray Until my anxious eye somewhere hai caught A word, a smile, or something that hath passed In my small sphere. O, Memory, thotj hast Some sweet to-day! Now fancy travels out and conjures up A long and brilliant train; It all floats by, Joy and sadness go With laugh and sigh. And dregs of pain lie deep in pleasure! cup. But now I see two tender hazel eyes Turn on me lips that smile Ah, herein lies My sweet to-day! A perfume breathes from pictures of the mind. And in our fancy Memory carves her lore. Our dearest treasures in the nir we find; I knew my happiness to-night was for Some Kweet to-day! Boston Transcript. SotiK of the Mockinn-IMrd. And when night's vast and shadowy urn O'erbrims with dreams, I stir the vales of sleep with uiy nocturne J Slowly, tenderly, Outflow its rippling streams To blend with night's still sea of mystery The pungent savor of the dewy buds, The coolness and the languor of old woods, And the slow murmur of the darkling rilla, My art distils Into a subtle philter, wild, intense. Of tenuous melody, And slumbrous harmony. Blown round the dusky hills Through fragrant, fruity, tropic thicket! dense. Lingering and lapsing on, And lost before the dawn! Maurice Thompson.