Plymouth Tribune, Volume 7, Number 5, Plymouth, Marshall County, 7 November 1907 — Page 4

VBXEN By Miss M. E. Braddon.

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CHAPTER VI. Time, which bring? all things, brought the eve of Urs. Tempest's wedding. The small but perfect trousseau, subject of such anxious thoughts, so much study, was completed, cud she sat with fixed eyes, deep in thought, and looked uneasily at the little gem of a watch dangling on its ormulu and jasper stand. A quarter to one. Violet must have gone to bed hours ago, unless Violet were like her mother, too unhappy to be able to sleep. Mrs. Tempest was seized with a sudden desire to see her daughter. She took her candle and went through the dark, silent house to Violet's room, and knocked gently. "Ccme in," said the girl's clear voice with a wakeful sound. "Ah!" thought Mrs. Tempest, triumphantly, "obstinate as she is, she knows she is "doing wrong. Conscience won't let her sleep." Vixen was standing at her window, leaning with folded arms upon the broad wooden ledgc looking out at the dim garden, over which the pale stars were shining. There was a moon, but it was hidden by drifting clouds. -Not in bed, Violet?" said her mother, sweetly. "No, mamma." "What have you been doing all theso hours?" "I don't know thinking." "And you never came to wish me good-night?" 'I did not think you would want me. I thought you would be busy packing for your honeymoon." j "That was not kind, Violet. You must have known that I should have many painful thoughts tonight." "I did not know it. And if it is so, I can only say it is a pity the painful thoughts did not come a little sooner." "Violet, you are as hard as iron, as cold as ice!" cried Mrs. Tempest, with passionate fretfulness. Xo, I am not, mamma. I can love very warmly where I love deeply. I have given this night to thoughts of my dead father, whose place is to be usurped in this house from tomorrow." "I never knew any one so unkind. I could not have believed it possible in V2j own daughter. I thought you had a good heart, Violet; and yet you do not mind making me intensely wretched on my wedding day." "Why should you be wretched, mamma, because I prefer not to be present at your wedding? If I were there, I should be like the bad fairy at the princess's christening. I should look at everything with a malevolent eye." Mrs. Temp:st flung herself into a chair and burst into tears. Violet's heart was touched by the spectacle of her mother's weakness, by the mute appeal of those tears. "What does it matter to me, after all, whether I am absent or present?" ehe argued at last. "I cannot prevent this man coming to take possession of my father's house. I cannot hinder the outrage to my father's memory, liamma has been very kind to me, and I have no one else in tie world to love." She took a few more turns, and then stopped by her mother's chair. "Will it really make you happier, mamma, if I am at your wedding?" "It will make me quite happy." "Very well, then; it shall be as you please. But remember, I shall look like the wicked fairy. I can't help that." Violet did not look like the malevolent fairy in the old story, but she had e look and air which told every one that this marriage wa3 distasteful to ter. When all was over, and the register had been signed in the vestry. Captain Carmichael came up to her, with both hand3 extended before all the company. "My dear Violet, I am your father now," he said. 'You shall not find me wanting in my duty." Sks drew back involuntarily; and then, seeing the focus of so many eyes, suffered him to touch the tips of her fingers. "You are very kind," she said. "A daughter can have but one father, and mine is dead. I hope you will be a good h upland to my mother. That Is all I desire of you." All the best people heard this speech, which was spoken deliberately, in a low, clear voice, and they de cided Inwardly that whatever kind of wife Captain Carmichael might have -won for himself, he had found his match in hi3 step-daughter. Violet did not want society. She made excuses for refusing all invitations. The solitude of her life did not afflict her. If it could have continued forever, if Captain Carmichael and her mother could have wandered about the earth, and left her in peaceful posses Eion of the Abbey House, with the old eervants, old horses, old dogs, all things undisturbed as in her father's time, she would have been happy. It was the idea of a change, a new and upstart master in her father's place, which tortured her. Any delay which kept off that evil hour was a blessed relief; but, alas; the evil hour wa3 coming, it was close at hand. All things had been set in order for the return of the newly-married couple. Mrs. Trimmer had her dinner ready to be put In hand at a moment's notice. Violet felt the end of her peaceful life was very near. How would she bear the change? How would she be able to behave herself decently? Well, she wrould try her test, Heaven giving her strength. That was her last resolve. She would cot make the poor frivolous mother unhappy. "Forgive me, beloved father, if I am civil to the usurper," she said. "It will be for my mother's sake. You were always tender and Indulgent to her; you would not like to see her unhappy." These were Violet's thoughts one bright September morning, ns she sat at her lonely little breakfast-table in the sunny window of her den. CHAPTER VII. Captain Carmichael had tcen master of the Abbey House three months, and there had been no open quarrel between him and Violet Tempest. Vixen had been cold as marble, but she had been civIL For her mother's sake she had held her peace. She remembered what Roderick Vawdrey had said about her duty, and had tried to do it, difficult as that duty was to the girl's undisciplined nature. She had eveji taken the I033 of Titmouse very quiet-

ly her father's first gift, the pony that had carried her when she was a seven-year-old huntress, with fawny hair flowing loose under her little velvet toque. She gave no expression to her indignation at the sale of this old favorite, as she had done in the case of Bullfinch, her father's horse. If she wept for him, her tears were shed in secret. She took the sale of her pet almost as a matter of course. "The captain thinks wo have too many horses and ponies, dear; and you know, dear, papa was a little extravagant about hi3 stables," said her mother, apologetically, when she announced the fata of Titmouse; "but of course Arion will always be kept for you." "I am glad of that, mamma," Vixen answered gravely. "I should be sorry to part with the last horse papa gave me, as well as with the first." To the captain himself Vixen said no word about her pony, and he made no apology for or explanation of his conduct. Despite the era of retrenchment which the new master had inaugurated, things at the Abbey House had never been done with so much dignity and good style. There had been a slipshod ease, an old-fashioned liberality in the housekeeping during the squire's reign, which had in some measure approximated to the popular idea of an Irish household. Now all was done by line and rule, and according to the latest standard of perfection. There was no new fashion in Belgravia which Captain Carmichael had not at his finger-ends. The last dinner of Mrs. Carmichael was to take place a few days before Christmas, and was to be given in honor of a guest who was coming to spend the holidays at the Abbey House. Thr guest was 'Captain Carmichael's Irish friend, Lord Mallow, the owner of Bullfinch. Vixen's heart gave an Indignant bound when she heard that he was coming. "Another person for me to hate," she said to herself, almost despairingly. "I am becoming a mass of envy, hrtred, and malice, and all uncharItableness." Lord Mallow was not thirty, and looked younger than his years. He wat' tall and broad-shouldered, robust, and a trifle clumsy in figure, and rode fourteen stone. It was impossible to go on hating Lord Mallow forever, for he was a man whose overflowing good nature would have conciliated the bitterest foe, could that enemy have been exposed long enough to its softening influence. He was passionately fond of music and singing and the beauties of nature, and all things that appeal to the sensitive Hibernian character. It seemed a new thing to Violet to have some one standing by the piano, turning over the leaves, applauding rapturously, and entreating for another and yet another Irish melody. When she sang "The Minstrel Boy" he joined in with a rich baritone that harmonized finely with her full ripe ntes. The old room vibrated with the strong melody, and even Captain Carmichael was Impelled to praise. Lord Mallow asked Miss Tempest if she had any duets, and Vixen produced her small stock of vocal music. They tried one or two of Mendelssohn's, and discovered that they got on wonderfully well together. Vixen fell asleep that night wondering at her own amiability. "To think that I should sing sentimental duets with him," she said to herself. Lord Mallow's presence rt the Abbey House had a marked effect upon Captain Carmichael' treatment of his step-daughter. Hitherto there had been a veiled bitterness in ail his speeches, a constrained civility in his manners. Now he was all kindnoss, all expansion. Even his wife, who admired him always, and thought hLn the soul of wisdom In all he did, could not be blind to the change, ani a new sense of peacefulness stole Into her feeble mind. Lord Mallow was gQtting on the friendliest terms with Violet. He was almost as much at homfr with her as Rorie was, except that she never called him by hi3 Christian name, nor Cashed at him those love?y, mirth-provoking glances which he surprised sometimes on their way to Mr. Vawdrey. Those two had a hundred small jokes and secrets that dated back to Vixen's childhood. How could a newcomer hope to be on such delightful terms with her? Lord Mallow felt this, and hated Roderick Vawdrey as Intensely as it was possible for a nature radically good and generous to hate even a favored rival. CHAPTER VIII. Despite the glorious moonlight night which ushered in the newborn year, the first day of hopeless, incessant rain, falling from a leaden sky in which there was never a break, not a stray gleam of sur3hine from morn till eve. "The new year Is like Shakespeare's Richard," said Lord Mallow, when he stood in the porch after breakfast, surveying the horizon. "Tetchy and wayward wa3 his Infancy.' I never experienced anything so provoking. I was dreaming all night of our ride." "Were you not afraid of telng like that dreadful man In 'Locksley Hall " "'Like a dog, he hunts In dreams?' asked Vixen, mockingly. As the weather prevented riding, Violet and Lord Mallow were left In sole possession of the great oak-paneled hall, the lady looking at the rain from her favorite perch in the deep window seat, the gentleman contemplating the same prospect from the open door. It was one of, those mild winter mornings when a huge wood fire Is a cheerful fcautre in the scene, but hardly essential to comfortVixen thought of that long rainy day years ago the day on which Roderick Vawdrey came or age. How well she remembered Bitting in that very window, watching the ceaseless rain, with a chilly sense of having been forgotten and neglected by her old companion. And then in the gloaming, jnst as she had lost all hope of seeing him, he had come leaping in out of the wet night, I'.ke a lion from his lair, ai:d had taen her in his arms and kissed her before she knew what he vK doing. "He mast have thought I was very fond of him, or he would not have dared to treat me so," she told herself. "But then, we had been playfellows so long, I had teased him, and he had plagued me, aad we had been

really like brother and Ister. Poor Ror'e! If we couid have always been young wo should have been better friendj." "IloaJ thoughtful you seem this morniLg, Miss Tempest," said a voice behind Vixen's shoulder. "Do I?" she asked, turning quickly round. "New Year's Day is a time to mako oao thoughtful. It is like beginning a now chapter in the volume of life, and one cannot help speculating as to what the chapter i3 to be about." "For you it ought to be a story full of happicess." "Ah, but you don't know my history. I had L'uch a happy childhood, i drained ay cup of bliss before I was a woman, and there is nothing left to me but the dregs, and they they are dust and ashes." There was an Intensity of bitternesa In her tone that moved him b2yond his power of self-control. That she, sc fair, so lovely, so deeply dear to him already, she for whom life should one Summer day of unclouded glsd ness, that she should give expression to a rooted sorrow was more than his patience could bear. "Violet, you must not speak thus; you wound me to the heart. Oh, my love, my love, you were born to be the giver of gladness, the center of joy and delight! Grief should never touch you; scrrow and pain should never come near you. You are a creature of happiness and light." "Don't!" cried Vixen, vehemently. "Oh, pray don't. It is all vain useless." "Violet, I must speak!" "To what end? My fate is as fixed as the stars. No one can change it." (To be Continued.) women'sTdea- OF BUSINES3.

Thousands of "Edncatrd" Girl Cannot Make (lot Money Receipt. Thousands of girls are sent out into the world with what is called finished educations who cannot even give a proper receipt for money, to .y nothing of drawing a promissory note, a draft or a bill or understanding the signin cance and importance of business con tracts, ears O. S. Madron, in Success Such a woman presented a check foi payment to the paying teller of hei bank. He passed it back to her with the request that she be kind enough tc indorse it The lady wrote on the back of the check, "I have done business with this bank for many years and I believe it to be all right" Mrs. James B. Brown. Another society woman In New York presented a check for payment at the bank and the teller told her that it was not signed. "Oh, do they have to be signed?" she responded. "What an awful lot of red tape there is about the banking business." I know of a woman whose husband made a deposit for her In a bank and gave her a" checkbook so that she could pay her bills without annoying him. One day sbe received a notice from the bank that her account was overdrawn. She went to the bank and told the teller that there must be a mistake about it, because she still had a lot of checks left in her book. She knew so little about business that she thought that she could keep drawing any amount until the checks were all gone. This sounds ridiculous and almost Incredible, but the very girl who laughs at It may make even more absurd blunders. Many an accomplished woman, when given a pen and asked to 6lgn an Important document drawn up by an attorney or a long-headed business man, will sign it without reading it or even asking to be informed of its contents, only to learn afterwards by disastrous results that she has signed away her property and turned hersnlf out of home. Only a short time ago I read of a woman who had won a suit Invoking about $20,000. New evidence, however, was brought forward, which caused the court Immediately to reserve its decls'on. It was proved that the lady had sworn falsely. She was perfectly Innocent of any such intention, but she had sworn that she had never signed her name to a certain document The document was produced, and, to her utter astonishment she saw her signature affixed to it She acknowledged at once that the signature was hers, although she had Just sworn that she had never signed the paper in question. It appeared that, during her husband's lifetime, whenever papers were to be signed, he told her where to write her name, and she did as she was told, without having the slightest Idea of the contents of the papers. Propre of Dentistry. Though dentistry became a science under the hand of Professor Richard Owen as late as 1S39, there are evidences that it was practised in a crude way by the ancients. Herodotus refers to treatment of the teeth by the Egyptians, and evidences of attempts to supply artificial teeth have been discovered In ancient skull9 and mummies. Galen was the first physician to speak of the treatment of troublesome teeth, and Ambrose Pari, In his work on surgery, In 1550, makes mention of the preservation of the teeth. It Is only in the last sixty yeara that dentistry has become a branch of surgical science, however. Before that time bad teeth were extracted, and mere tooth drawing constituted dentistry early In the nineteenth century. The first dental sehool In the United States was erected at Baltimore in 1SZ0. In 1S45 Cincinnati boasted of a similar Institution, and In 1S56 a dental school was eracted nt Philadelphia. . , Expert Flreraanshlp. A couple of Americans were Inspecting an English fire station. One of them, addressing the chief engineer, said: "Do you know. In New York we use a nine-inch hose, not a paltry threeInch, such as you have here?" Oh, replied the chief engineer, "that small hose is for watering the station; this twelve-inch hose Is what we use at fires. Besides, it saves the use of a fire escape, for when we want to send a man up to the top of a building we just place him on the top of the hose, turn the water on, and he is up ther Is no timer "Yes," remarked one. of the visitors, "but how does he get down again?" "Well," replied the engineer, "he simply places his arms around the jet and slides down. Old Scrapbook. i1 Getting; Ulm Measure. Aunt Filura was preparing öup foi dinner, when one of the neighbors happened in on a borrowing errand. "Why, Aunt Filura, Isn't that an unusually large soup-kettle?" asked tha caller, with a calcualtlng glance at the stove on her passage across the kitchen "If you're just looking at the kittle, tt does seem plumb sizable," said Aunt Filura, calmly; "but when you cast your looks on the extents and pliability of my Enoch's mouth, I reckon 'twon't loot any too large, that kittle won't" - There are four millionaires la Great Bxit&ia to one in France.

The Change. Before she went to boardin school she uster romp and play, She druv the cows from the field an helped take in the hay. But she don't do that any more, because of this, vou sec She went away as Mary Jane an came back Jeanne Marie. She uster wear made-over clothes, an always with a smile, But now her dresses every one must be the latest style;. She don't ride horseback any more, nor climb the apple tree She went away as Mary Jane, but come back Jeanne Marie. Her hair is all in crinkles now she calls 'em Marshall waves; She's up in all the etiquette, real stylish she behaves. Her ma and me are mighty proud o all she's learned but, gee, We sometimes wish for Mary Jane instid o' Jeanne Marie! Mrs. Elsie Duncan Yale in Woman's Home Companion. Drcim Accessories. After all is said and done, the success of a gown is very largely dependent upon the accessories that accompany it Gloves, shoe, hosiery, parasol, veil, belt and the numberless other small details each of them has" the power to make or mar a costume. This the really well-dressed woman knows, and it is here that she scores over her shorter-sighted sirrcrs. She recognizes the importance of these sadly misunderstood minor details, and gives particular attention to them. She knows intimately what sort of footwear may appropriately accompany each separate gown, what veil and how to arrange it, and so on through the whole category of small belongings, and she Insists upon having these things and wearing them precisely as they should be worn. To know how to put on the graceful finishing touches is an art in itself. Even the woman to whom artistic gowning is a heaven-born instinct, and who lias been further than that blessed with a well-filled purse, finds it necessary to study carefully the little novelties that are continually being brought forth to tempt her. Health and Beauty. A red nose, especially In a very young girl, is often a sign of anaemia and requires a blood tonic to conquer it Cold water will line a thin and delicate skin; it should be tepid.- On the other hand the greasy skin needs it hot and plenty of it. The digestive machinery furnishes the blood-making matter; therefore, do not let it get out of order by overeating and overdrinking. When there is a disagreeable odor on the hands inevitable from the handling of fish or onions, try washing them mustard water. AH backward bending movements of the body will strengthen the spine. A strong spine is a big help to a good carriage, without which one will fall in grace. When feeling very tired hot water, both inward and outwardly, Is a great rester. A cup of water as hot as you can take It Is as good as a tonic and not half so injurious. Acanlrl-atf Fluffy Hair. "Ruffling" or "roughing' the hair, If carefully done, will not injure it, says one .woman who speaks with authority. It is unnecessary to explain In this day and age that to ruff means to comb the underpart of the pompadour backward, and thus form a cushion for it Then the hairdressers have any number of articles for sale which are warranted to make the "slickest" hair fluffy. The best of these, consists of a string, to which is woven natural hair. It is pinned on the bead, the hair is combed over it, and behold, mademoiselle is as flamboyant as to hair as possible. Dampening the hair and then pressing it here and there with the fingers until It dries Is a simple method of obtaining waves that is effective in the case of many a woman w-ho thinks her hair Is hopelessly straight The road to a beautifnl coiffure is a hard one to "trabble," and it takes hours of work and planning for one with soft hair to obtain the desired end. Waahlng Fluid. Take four pounds of sal soda, put it In a porcelain, granite or brass kettle; add four quarts of cold water, let boil until dissolved, then add a lQ-cent box of chloride of lime (first mashing the lumps), boil about a minute, then remove from the fire and let stand over night when the lime will have settled. Pour off the the clear liquid into jugs and bottles and keep tightly corked. A teaspoonful of washing fluid is the amount used for a tub two-thirds full of water; when ready to boll your clothes, have your boiler two-thIrd3 full of water, and into this put two tablespoonfuls of javelle water. Dlouae of Silk er Satin. In the sketch Is shown a new French blouse, which would be effective in va rious colorings. The model was made of cream hite lousine, vfith an edging and loops of black velvet ribbons. The

blouse was laid In loose plaits and had wide armholes. The embroidery, cravat and sleeves were of embroidered linen batiste, with the little chemisette of dotted tulle.

Good House riant. The cliviu Is an evergreen bullous plant which is admirably adapted to house culture. It does not, as a rule. need repotting more than once in two or three years. It may be done just after the plants have flowered (March to June) and before growth commences. Years when repotting is not done clivia m im ata. remove an inch or two of the top soil, replacing It with fresh soil. As the plants are seldom repotted, it is a decided advantage to add to each bushel of soil about onehalf pint of bone meal and two quarts of finely broken charcoal. i r- mu " a Kufflcs edged with tiny ball drops are attractive. The Increasing demand for piping has made the progressive dressmaker seek for some more perfect and easy method of making her dress trimmings. The shops are now showing bias-seamed tapes made of good quality and in every shade. While the short sleeve Is still very much in evidence and women are loth to give it up, particularly in hot weathNEW SHIRTWAISTS MADE er, all the smart frocks now making their appearance have the long mitten cuff attached to the sleeve at the elbow, made of lace and the material of the gown. Nearly all of the dressy coats of any order savor more or less of the empire style. Their waists, at the least are pretty sure to be elevated above the natural waist line. Striped costumes have had a far longer vogue In Paris than is usually the case and the plainly made striped coat, simply hemmed with braid or taf feta and unadorned with any trim mings whatever beyond strappings o' its own material, has been taken unenthusiastically. With the smaller waist lines secured by the new effect In corsets, wider girdles promise to be exceedingly popular this winter. Often these are oddly shaped. Sash ends pendent from girdles, or extensions of fichu folds on the bodices are some of the ways they are used on evening frocks. Little by little does the foreign fashion of the gown open at the neck, worn when dining In public gain favor. The fashion is one that is so easily made vulgar and conspicuous that it is not to be rashly attempted, but when properly used has much to recommend it if the neck be not cut too low. Why Women Talk Mach. A French specialist and an English authority have been engaged in an interesting controversy about the causes of loquacity in the fair sex. They are agreed as to the existence of the condition, but not as to its cause. The Frenchman believes that. women like to talk because of the peculiar formation of their larnyx. "Not so," retorts the Englishman. 4The larnyx has nothing to do wHB it It Is the brain and not the throat which is responsible. A woman Is less silent than a man because, having finer qualities of brain, she Is naturally not so great a fool. Man Is silent because he is a fool and knows It Skirt Lengths. They are short for walking. For evening thoy are quite long. And lengthy are they for all formal occasions. But for walking, shopping and the like they are short These walking skirts do not just clear the ground, but are some Inches "ff It As for evening dresses, except for dancing, they drag all around and a bit more in the back. The Useful Smile. Few women realize the value of a smile, says the London World. The smile that is useful Is the smile that is dangerous to man, the smile that even fascinates women, the smile that will coax the most severe, that will soften tempers, that will secure favors here and service there and go twice as far as a tip or a command. Girls Occupations Gone. It Is predicted that the typewriter girl's day is over and that that very important little lady will soon be superseded by an automatic typewriter

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that will never make any mistakes In grammar or spelling. It was Invented by a Western man, who, it is said, was inspired by a grudge against some of the pretty little ladies who had made life miserable for him. There Is also little further use for the stenographer, as the business man will dictate to his phonograph, and when he has finished the Instrument will touch a button and, presto, the typewriter begins, and while he sleeps his letters are all written for him and without a mistake. It may be some comfort to the ladies to know that this machine Is not yet quite perfect

To Wash Carpets. A preparation for washing rugs and carpets is made of four ounces of any good white soap dissolved iu four ounces of boiling water. When cool add five ounces of ammonia, two and one-half ounces of alcohol, two and one-half ounces of glycerin and two ounces of either chloroform or ether. Bottle and cork tightly. To clean a carpet or rug, add a tablespoonful of the preparation to a pail of tepid water and wring the cloth from this. The same preparation is also good In cleaning clothes. Two tablespoonfuls to a pint of water will remove the most obstinate staiu. Phoebe Is IHseourajjd. Miss Phoebe Couzins has given up "I have worked for the cause of suffrage for years," she said the other day in Washington. "I have observed the effect of enfranchising women, and know that instead of bringing to public life that moral uplift which was expected of them, they have added to its demoralization in States in which they have been given the ballot Ideal Work for Women. Five years ago Mrs. Burbridge obtained a setting of eggs and raised a WITH JUMPEP. EFFECT. brood of chickens. Now she is called the poultry queen of California and has taken more ribbons and cups than any one .else in the State. She makes at least $0,000 a. season of four months by selling capons. She is trying to demonstrate that poultry raising is Ideal work for women. One old woman whom she helped with a setting of eggs two years ago, the chickens being kept in an old piano box, now clears $100 a month. Mushroom hats, greatly modified, are to be worn in felt, by school -going children, and are simply and appropriately trimmed with velvet ribbon In cluster loop bows at either side and a twisted crown band of the same ribbon. Satin ribbon occasionally replaces the velvet, but while gayer in effect is not as durable for the wear It is expected to give. A rose trimmed hat in the wardrobe of a smart woman is a large, round. black Neapolitan straw, with a rim an inch and a half deep of pink Neapolitan. The wide, low, round crown has a scarf of white lace point applique arranged around it so as to veil the black hat and form a careless bow. Resting partially on this bow is a cluster of pale pink roses, almost barrel shaped, shading to deep rose pink or deep crimson in their centers that is, some of the centers were pink and others of the darker tone. At the left of the front there were more clusters of roses. The foliage was a cool, light green. Woman Every One Likes. The women whom every one likes Is an excellent talker and listener, but she listens more than she talks. She never gossips, but she is kind and liberal in her judgments. She has a faculty of remembering likes and dislikes and never treads cn other people's corns, and ehe never asks unnecessary or curious questions. Home Chat. Massaging the Gacix. When you have carefully cleaned and rinsed yor teeth take the mouth full of good antiseptic wash, and, holding a part of it, massage the gums with the ball of your Snger from the root upward to tbs crown. This keeps th? gums in a healthy condition, and if they are Inclined to recede prevents further trouble. Women Dentists. Dentistry does not seem to appeal to women. It is one of the professions which Is not threatened by a feminine Invasion. There are very few women hovering around the dental colleges. One of the London underground railways passes 1S5 feet below the surface. This Is the record of subterranean transportation.

THE. BATTLE -FIELDS.

OLD SOLDIERS TALK OVER ARMY EXPERIENCES. The Bine and the Gray Revievr Incidents of the Late War, and In a Graphic and Interesting Manner Tell of Camp, March and Dattle. "Dr. Edwards, editor of the Northwestern Christian Advocate, Chicago," said my friend Ennis, of the Eighth New Jersey infantry, "was chaplain of a Michigan regiment He had a peculiar experience soon after General Burnside was relieved from command of the army of the Potomf.c and General Joe Hooker 'Fighting Joe Hooker' succeeded him. I wonder how many officers and men who were In the army of the Potomac remember a itriking, not to say sensational, incident 5f that period? "There had been very, very gloomy times in that army for many weeks. The great slaughter, without Union gain, at Fredericksburg, and the utter failure of Burnslde's 'mud march had the effect to seriously discourage both officers and men. There were more evidences of discontent and demoralization for a few weeks that winter of 1SC2-3 In the army than existed at any other period during the war. Men were suspicious of their generals, questioned their generalship, scolded Lincoln for not causing a reorganization, and expressed great fear of failure to save the country. "General Hooker had a fine record as a fighting soldier. The army had confidence In and admiratiou for him, and naturally there was much rejoicing when he assumed command. As was' sometimes the case in the army, much of the rejoicing was helped along by a more than generous use of commissary whisky. Iii. fact, for two or three days after Hooker took charge a great many of the men and pretty nearly nil of the oflieers who cared to drink were in no condition for the ordinary duties of soldier life, and certainly unprepared for the emergencies of a sudden attack or a great battle. General Hooker was not outdone in this respect by any of his oflieers. In those' days he was not averse to the use of the ardent a steady user of it "Of course this state of affairs came to the knowledge of the troops, and there was almost no end of comment on It Had Lee known of the condition in which the army was during the sad state in which Hooker and most of his generals were, after partially recovering from weeks of gloom, he could have demoralized, If not destroyed, the army of the Potomac. It Is lucky for the nation that General Lee did not know the situation of affairs. The rank and file realized the situation; they appreciated the fact that they would have been almost helpless in case of a sudden attack. Who wonders that they talked, that they commented, that they criticised they felt that they had been deeply wronged by the conduct of the man at the head of the army and other men holding high rank. "Much of this talk, many of these comments, came to the ears of Chaplain Edwards. The more he reflected the more he felt that he had a call to perform an important duty; that it was his plain, urgent duty to go to General Hooker and speak of those things which he had heard from the lips of many of the men in the army he had the honor to command. He didn't know General Hooker personally; had never met him, but he made the visit. "After Introducing himself the zealous chaplain said: 'General Hooker, I have come on a mi.sIon that may result In my arrest and dismissal from the service, If not a severer punishment, but I am Impressed that I would not be doing my duty to you, this army, our country and my God were I to remain silent' "General Hooker very kindly said: "Chaplain, be seated and let me hear what you have to say.' "Dr. Edwards he was not a doctor then, just a plain reverend or cheplaln begaa In this way: 'General Hooker, have you any idea what the men have been saying in relation to the drinking customs among the officers, yourself Included, the last few days?' "Hooker, not at all surprised, answered that he had not "Then, let me tell you, for I have mingled with them and have had many opportunities to hear their comments; they are all In one direction. When the news of your appointment to the command of the army of the Potomac came there was universal rejoicing among the men. They had the utmost confidence In you. When they heard that you and other officers were Indulging to excess In that which both unnerves and unfits men for the highest duties soldiers are called upon to perform, they murmured and expressed fear that a mistake had been made in placing you at their head. They have been talking among themselves as to what might have happened had Gneral Lee and his army attacked this army while so many of Its officers. Including the general In chief, were under the Influence of strong drink. They have expressed the belief that disaster and destruction would have been the fate. Your appointment had the effect to lift the dark clouds of gloom. Your example, these days, imitated by so -nany others,' has brought back that cloud, and it rests heavily over your army to-day. Good soldiers that these men are, they are also American citizens, observers and thinkers, and It will not do to give them too severe a test "General Hooker remained silent until Dr. Edwards reached this point, and then his face fell Into his hands. He sat in that position for some minutes. When he straightened up he looked Into the face of Dr. Edwards, and then, in a manner most animated, asked : 'Chaplain, do you tell me that that is the way the men of this army aave been talking, and that that is the way they feel? Do you tell me that there Is a feeling of gloom among the brave men of the army of the Potomac because the head of that army and some of Its commanders of brigades and divisions have been indulging to excess?' "That Is what I have felt called upon to tell you, General Hooker, and It is the truth.' ' " Chaplaln, said Fighting Joe Hooker, 'Chaplain, I give you my promise, and with It my hand, that so long as I have command of the army of the Potomac I will not drink another drop of Intoxicating liquor, and then he

warmly thanked the chaplain for calfc ing. "Certainly It was an unusual thing for a general in chief in command of more than 100,000 trocps, separated from an enemy's army of about equal size by a narrow river, to have a chaplain give him a lecture on his personal habits, censure him for a course ha had pursued. Hut who to-day will condemn Dr. Edw;. for having dona that thing? "A number of years after the war Dr. Edwards met General Hooker at a funeral. The general recognized him at once and greeted him cordially, referring to the time when the chaplain visited him at his headquarters, then located about three miles from Fredericksburg, by the side of the road leading to Belle Plain." J. A. Watrous, In Chicago Times-Herald. Lincoln and Worden. A Lincoln story which has perhaps never beftceneen printed is told byone who had it from the lips of KcarAumiral John L. Worden, who, as lieutenant, commanded the Monitor in its fight with the Merrimac. Whtn tho Monitor was in process of construction, there was considerable 'discussion at Washington as to who should command It As the vessel was in so many ways an experimental craft, it was felt to be not entirely a proper thing to order any one to take charge of it and the idea of calling for volunteers was considered. A friend of Lieutenant Worden, however, suggested Lis name. Ho was asked If he would take the command, and he gladly accepted it When he hud made the emergency run from New York, on th; receipt of news that the Merrimac was destroying the Union licet, and after he had defeated the Confederate ironclad. Lieutenant Worden was taken, wounded and unconscious, from his ship, and escorted back to Washington hy tho same friend who had suggested his name an oüicer on duty at navy headquarters. At this friend's Louse he was cared for. On the morning after the battle at Hampton I loads. President Lincoln and the members of his cabinet hc-d a meeting to consider tlie various aspects of the battle, and the naval officer was called In, us a witness of the battle, to describe it "Where Is Lieutenant Worden now?' asked the President "At my bouse, sir," replied the officer. The President reached for Lis hat, and a moment later the meeting adjourned. "I don't know what you gentlemen are going to do," he said, "but for mypart I am going to pay ray respects to the young man who fought the battle." He went directly to the sick-room where Worden lay, blindfolded and in great pain. Without speaking, ho reached out his great hands and folded them over one of Worden'. Some one told the lieutenant that It was President Lincoln who had come. "You do me great honor, sir," he said. President Lincoln stroked his hand. "You need no man tb do you honor, lieutenant," he said, "for you have done great honor to yourself and to your country. In all his life thereafter Admiral Worden declared that nothing ever moved him as did the grasp o tho President's hands and the deep, thrilling sympathy in his voice. In the course of that visit President Lincoln told the lieutenant that promotion was awaiting him.

A Subtle Sailer. It is an unfortunate fact that dealer have many and devious way of making "perquisites." A rather unusual trick of getting trade is described by u soldier in his reconls of the Civil War. The 210th Pennsylvania Volunteers had a luxury In the shape of a fine ccok. Tom Hughes, the baker, wai short of stature, plump and humorous. He kept a constant supply of hot pics, which he dealt out to the long string of men who would stand for hours waiting their turns. The tins were lifted out of the oven and the pks dashed into tho outstretched hands with such force as tc break the under crust Tho juices would ooze out, trickle scalding hot letween the fingers of the buyer, and compel him to drop the pi?. This continually repeated trick caused one poor fellow to lose four of the delicious dainties in succession. An officer, who had met with the same misfortune, returned and demanded another pie or his money back. "It's a trick you put up to sell as many as you can," he said. "Now, boys," innocently exclaimed Hughes, appealing to the soldiers, "you know me better than that! You sec how It Is, what a ru?h Is always here. You want the pies as soon as they are baked, and baking makes them hot You better get tin plates or boards." 'You rascal !' cried the officer, "You know very well there isn't a tin plate In the camp, nor hardly a board." ne said a few more things to tha baker, with the result that no mora pies were lost Several Subjects. Three thousand marriages per day is the record for the entire world. Near Wolcott, N. Y., lightning struck a house and killed a cat. A child playing with the cat was not injured. Canada's new meat Inspection system, patterned after that of the United States, went Into effect September L The London Dally Mail notes that a Swiss village has been decorated with flags In honor of a hen that has laid her thousandth eg. The Norwegian government Is considering the advisability of putting advertisements on the back of postage stamps, the proceeds to go to some national charity. Napoleon Bonaparte wal not at all choice In his eating habitsj He would seat hlm?elf-at the table, begin on the things that were nearest and in ten or fifteen minutes he had made his dinner. Miss Waneta Aoskatombia, a fullblooded Choctaw maiden, with a good education and $100,000 in her own right, announces that she was rather devote herself to charity than to matrimony. The dollar derives its name fröre the high German "thaler," given to thf coin of about one dollar's value first coined in the Joachim thai (or valley), in Bavaria, and It was first called by Its full name of Joachimsthalcr. Lord Kitchener, the famous English general, and his brother, in boyhood clays used to have to drive pigs to market They were sent off without breakfast and had to do without that meal on their return If the pigs remained unsold.