Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 21, Number 3, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 12 July 1890 — Page 3
WHEN MALLOWS ARE IN BLOOM.
Well wander down the beach acain. When mallows are In bloom Through verdanc wood and flowery
lane.
When mallows are to bhom
We"!! talk of summer* long ago. Of joys c.nd hope* we used to knc^, And
net
the old time fires a^low When mallow* are to bloom.
Twaa here we met cacti other first, When mallows were In bloom And here oar youthful fancies nursed.
When mallows were In bloom And
now
they mhd to Saturn'* bower
When mallows
y:
For erermore to triarfc tbe hour— For love attained It* perfect flower When mallow# were tn bloom.
The meadows seeui with Jewels seu When mallows are in bloom The ocean wears a carcanet.
When mallow* are in
bloom
The ht»l imdroan bin sickle wields, Each bmsw a thousand p^rfuma* yields, And we ar® to Syrian fields,
When mallows are in bloom.
Lass vision* are restored to us, When j.nallowH are in bloom Axi we, renewed, «rxalt«d thus,
When mallows are in bloom,
For-rt. the present (print and pain. And down the beach and through the lane, like two young 1 ovens. Htroll again.
vam
in bloom.
—New York ledger.
THE STOLEN PASSPORTS.
1 was just settling down for a quiet evening by the stove when an orderly threw the door open and rushed into the room. "C'jipt. Saflha. dispatch!" he cried, handing me one of those little official blue envelopes which I knew go well. 1 tore it open and read the contents
To Capt. Sasha, Commander
of
Frontier Station
on the Vl»tula. Detain Ivan Braky and Vladimir Fogram. They mill reaA you shortly. Ges. Jomu.
"A bad night for travelers to be on the road," I could not help thinking, for the rain was falling in torrents.
I was commander of the Russian frontier station at Dama, which lies on the great high road between Russia and the Austrian city of Cracow, and only a half mile distant was the river Vistula, which divides tbe dominions of the Emperor Francis Joseph and the dominions of the czar.
It was my duty to examine the passports of all travelers coming either way, and to scrutinize their luggage, to see that no Russian products were smuggled into Austria, or vice versa.
For the last few days there had been little to do. Warm weather—unusual at this time of year—had set in, and the roads were in bad condition for travelings
The dispatch I had just received had been brought on horseback from the neurest telegraph station, nearly fivo miles distant, and from the signature at tho bottom I knew it must be a matter of sotno importance, for Gen. Jorka was the minister of police and his very name a terror to evil doers.
I instructed my men to watch the roads with extra cure. The evening wore on slowly and at midnight no one hrul am ved. I came to th^oncdusicQi that the expected travelera had either Wen apprehended before they rendu1(1 tho fgmticr or had postponed their journey on account of the bud weather, so I determined to go to bed and enjoy it good night's rest.
The wind utul rain kept me awake a long while, and just as 1 was about dropping off into slumber tho sound of sleigh bells woke me tip again, aud in a moment or two a sharp tap at the door summoned me down stairs. I dressed and went down.
Two travelers were waiting to see me, two big, powerful fellows, wrapped up in furs and greatcoats, which they kept closely buttoned, for the fire had gone out. 1 judged at once that those were tho men I wanted, I though their clothes and furs gave evidence of wealth and refinement their faces hardly seoiuod to accord.
Rut a surprise was in storo for me. When they handed over their passports 1 found, to my consternation, that they bore the names of Alexis Zamose and Sergius MelikotT. and were properly stamped and signed.
To hide my confusion 1 made some inquiries, mid they very frankly informed me that they were merchants of St. Petersburg, who were going to Cracow on business. "Had they met any person on the road?" I inquired. "Yes." said the smooth faced man. "they had passed two men early in the evening, but their horses seemed to be lame, and they were moving very slowly."
I hesitated a moment, and then ordered an examination to be made of their twggage—n proceeding to which they offered no objection. Everything in. their valises, however, was ail right, and their linen and toilet cases were stamped with their initials,
I felt that I had no authority to detain them, and yet I hated to see them go, for I had a presentiment that all was not right To add to my suspicions the man with the beard was nervous and agitated, a fact which he did his utmost to conceal. knew too well, however, what would be the result of a blunder committed through excess of authority, so I determined to be on the safe side and after a delay, which I stretched out as far as possible, I told them they were free to
prxKvt-d.
I escorted them to the door, where a low, one seated sleigh awaited them, drawn by pair of bonsw which I saw at a glance had been halt! driven.
At tbe last moment I had half made up my mind to detain tlK-tn, but with a hasty salute they stepped into fee sleigh and drove rapidly eastward, where dawn was already dappling tho
sky.
There was no use in going back to bed, I went in and stfried xtp the fire and cat down to smoke a cigar and wait for daylight
Now that It wa* too late I felt sorry I had let tbe men go, for the mot* 1 thought over it the mors certain I felt that there was something wrong about them. II had ttoppaA Mining and begtm to blow up cold, and I«aw that would probably be a b&y day.
I had already finished breakfitfi when
The fcraveler| hurried inside, and I followed with a sinking heart. "We are the victims of an infamous outrage, sir," said one of them. "My name is Alexis Zamose, and this is my friend, Sergius Melikoff. We were journeying to Cracow, and while passing through the forest Jast evening two armed strangers in a sleigh overtook us, and, overpowering us, they took all Qur possessions, made us give up our furs in exchange for these wretched garments and stole our passports, and then cutting our horse loose they drove him off in the darkness and took flight. On foot we made our way back to the nearest village, and were so fortunate as to fall in with these brave soldiers, who procured us a horse and accompanied us thus far on our journey."
With inward rage I listened to this strange tale, realizing only too clearly the mistake I had made, and my feelings may be imagined when the man handed me two folded papers, saying: "These, sir, are the passports the villain^ were so considerate as to give tȣ in exchange for our own."
I tore them open. They were made out to Ivan Brosky and Vladimir Pogram. "The rascals have escaped!" I cried angrily. "They passed through not two feours ago, and I dared not detain them." "And is it too late to overtake them," tried Alexis Zamose. "Too late. They have crossed the Vistula an hour ago." "The government shall atone for this," the two men cried out together. They would see if travelers were to be robbed with impunity on the czar's high road.
I was vainly endeavoring to pacify them, when :i soldier entered tho room. "Captain," he said, "the Vistula has risen. The bridge was carried away at daybreak." "Those two travelers?" I demanded eagerly. "Did they get across in time?" "No*, captain. They started for the upper bridge." "Then we'll have them yet!" I cried. "Call out tho guard at once. Don't lose a second." 1 buckled on my sword, seized my cloak and hat, and rushed to the door, where my horse already awaited mo
My own inen were mounting in haste and tho Cossacks sat motionless in their saddles,
A moment more would have seen us off, when a solitary rider came in sight far up the road, and presently reined up before us, panting and breathless. "Orders from the czar!" he cried, vaulting from the saddle. "Have Ivan Bro.iky and Vladimir Pogrom passed this station?"
I. briefly explained the situation, '^Thoy must be arrested at all hazards!" ho cried. "They left St. Petersburg with forged jwssports. It was discovered only yesterday." "And who arc these men?" I asked. "They are Shamerin and Kharkoff," replied tho messenger, "the assaeaina &f Gen. Orloy."
It was of grave importance, indeed, that they should be captured, and mounting in haste we dashed away at full speed, leaving the czar's messenger to enjoy the comforts of the station, for he had been riding all night and badly needed rest.
Our course led eastward to the Vistula and then turned off to tho south, following a rugged and little traveled road through the hills, which led eventually to another bridge over the Vistula, some twenty miles further down the stream. It was bad enough for a horseman for a sleigh it was terrible.
I rode in advance, side by side with Capt. arum an, the commauder of the Cossacks.
We thundered at headlong speed over the frozen ground, sure of our prey—for on the road before us, fast freezing up in the morning air, were the tracks of hoof and runner imprinted in the slush. At intervals through the hill gaps wo caught sight of the Vistula, a turbid, yellow mass, swirling past with its burden of floating ice.
We must travel still faster. The upper bridge was a heavier, more solid structure, little likely to be carried off by even such a flood as this. We must overtake them before they reached it
We drove the spurs into our panting horses and the forest And barren hillsides shot past us in one flying panorama as we galloped like the wind over the froeen ground, rounding bend after bend, only to see the same empty, glittering stretch of road fading in mockery into the frosty atmosphere.
Furlong on furlong, mile after mile, and still they kept ahead with a speed that seemed incredible.
Look!" cried Capt. Karaman under his fraked-beard, "The tracks are still soft We shall soon eee them."
Straggling houses came in sight, and the people ran to their doors in wonder as we swept past like a whirl wind—Karaman's Ooswacira of the Volga, somber and stern in their great black cloaks and shakos my dragoons a trifle more picturesque, with their green uniforms and waving plnmea.
We galloped through the little village of Kaban—only five miles now to the bridge—and a« we swept round the brow of a hill in the distance we saw a blade speck on the £^«en read.
Even as Karaxnan pointed it oat it vanished over a ridge. We thundered on in h*»t pursuit losing sight of it sometime*, but all the while steadily gaining, until, from a ragoe dark object, it aashape and form, and wecoold {dainty make out aaldgh and tw*» honest
With fierce jojI aawit drawing eloasr
a trampling of horses mid a tinkling of and closet. They were lashing the horses bells drew me to the door, and, to my surprise, I saw bearing rapidly down upon the station a small detachment of mounted cossacte, surrounding a sleigh with two men in it, who I made sore were the partis I was looking for, an opinion which seemed to be verified when they drew np, for the men were rather rough looking fellows, and wore heavy cloaks of coarse material and great astrachan cape, that came forward over their ears. I was soon undeceived. "These travelers claim to have been robbed, captain," said the coesack officer, saluting. "They will tell yon their story, and, meantime, we await your orders.**
with fcriom desperation, but the poor brutes wer. fast giving out Barely a quarter of a mile lay between us now, and that distence was diminishing rery rapidly. We were going down a gentle slope, when suddenly Capt Karaman cried: "The bridge! Do you see tho bridge?* ^Ipiyij *\r
Crossing the road far ahead of us was a gleaming bit of water spanned by a narrow wooden bridge. It was not the Vistula, but a puny mountain streamone cf tao tributaries of the Vistula whose existence I had forgotten.
It was possible, I thought, to overtake the assassins before they could reach it and even if we failed it mattered little* for the Vistula was still a mile or more away. We swept over the icy
But this was exactly what we dared not do. They must be taken alive at all hazards. In the exeitement I had forgotten all about the bridge, and closing up we dashed on in rapid pursuit.
The assassins had nearly
On the other side rose the Austrian military station, but no trace of the assassins could be discovered and, from the swollen condition of the river, I believed it impossible that they could have been saved. Capt. Karaman was of the same opinion, so we gave up the search, and rode back to tho station. The cossack who had been shot was not fatally injured, and gave promise of recovering in a few weeks.
I made out my report and forwarded it to headquarters, and a fortnight later I was exonerated from all blame, much to my relief, for very ifnjust and arbitrary decisions are sometimes made in such cases.
What their fate was I never certainly knew. Long afterward an Austrian traveling to St. Petersburg informed me that Shamerin and Kharkoff had been seen in Vienna, and were supposed to be editing a revolutionist journal but I have grave doubts of the Austrian's veracity, and in my opinion the two assassins perished in the icy waters of the Vistula.— New York World.
ingRKE HAUTE SATURDAY EYE1STIKG MAIL
ground
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a dangerous speed, and I felt like shouting out with triumph, for the sleigh was running slower and slower and the capture of"the men Seemed certain.
I called to them to surrender, but they made no reply, though they must have seen how hopeless'their situation was.
The bridge was very close now, and I saw at a glance that it was giving way, for the stream was high and swollen* and great cakes of ico were crushing against tho wooden piles. "Look out, they are going to fire," cried Karaman, suddenly. And as he spoke the smooth faced man half rose in his seat and, turning round, pointed a gun directly at us. I heard the report and felt the whiz of the bullet past my ear. Then came a puff of white smoke and a second shot and with a cry of pain the Cossack behind me sprang up from his saddle and rolled down on the icy road, while his riderless horse reared with fright "The scoundrels!" hissed Karaman through his set teeth. "If we onlydared fire on them!" £lf|
reachqd'the
edge of the stream now. The bearded man was plying the whip savagely, and his companion was standing, gun in hand, holding his fire apparently until we should come a little nearer.
Faster and faster—and now tho stream was before us, a raging, roaring torrent, flashing by with terrible velocity, and still the fugitives" madly lashed their jaded horses.
An instant more and tho p«mic stricken brutes «dashed upon the ^waying, trembling structure and then, with a mighty- crash and blinding cloud of spray and snow, bridge, sleigh and all crumbled into the torrent and with a terrible effort we checked our trembling horses oa the very brink.
For a moment I could see nothing, and then Karaman pointed out the two assassins huddled together on a great cake of ice that was whirling rapidly down the stream. The horses and sleigh were nowhere to be seen.
A peasant was speedily found who led us through the forest to -the shbltiS" & the Vistula, at a point close to the mouth of the tributary stream
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Cultivation of the Affection*.
It is ft common remark in extenuation of the inconvenience of not having very much money that people of ordinary fortune can eat as much as millionaires and if we find that we can love as easily and as extensively on small incomes as on greater ones, we may safety consider that we have the better of the rich again. Perhaps we can wealth offers so many diversions that sometimes the pleasure there is in loving is overlooked.
The impression certainly exists that great riches have a tendency to clog the affections and great inequalities of fortune area barrier between man and man, not insurmountable but appreciable. Love ia personal, and very great posfieaSons almost inevitably throw personal qualities into shadow. We love men for what they are, not what they represent,
We cultivate the muscles because it is fun to use them.and because ft brings us the happiness that comes of health. For like reasons we make a business of the cultivation of our minds. How simple it is of txs to neglect to the extent that most of us do the systematic cultivation of our hearts.—Scribner"a
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A HEROINE'S DISTRESS.
2 mo ICc.Ce Mortal, bat
"hclly Gets Little More.
Kate Ctclly is the girl who, on the night oZ July C, 1881, in one of the most fearful 'vind and rain storms ever known in that region, crossed the DesMoines river trestle bridge between her house and Moingona on bleeding hands and knees to warn the operator that Honey Creek bridge was gone, that an engine had plunged through, killing two men, and that the express soon due would meet alike fate unless stopped. For weeks after this happened the newspapers of the country rang with the acknowledgments of the girl's bravery, and with suggestions for a proper reward for the lives she had sJvved. Then, notwithstanding the claim the girl had upon the gratitude of the public, the years that have passed since the event that made her famous have brought her nothing to lift her above the toil made necessary by poverty. Instead, the story of her plowing and sowing and reaping, her sawing and chopping wood and teaching between times, would be full of pathetic appeal. Tho father is dead, and on Kate, the oldest of four, and herself not j-et 35, lies fallen the house burden.
From a strictly picturesque and romantic [Joint of view the story of Miss Shelly's deed of daring is one of vivid strokes and dariug color. Kate Shelly was then 15 years old, the daughter of a man already dead, who bad settled on apiece of land afterward cut across by the Chicago and Northwestern railroad. The land was hilly and so unfit for cultivation that Mr. Shelly abandoned farming and became a workman on the roadbed of the new railroad. Exposure brought on consumption and lie died.
From the time of her father's death the story of this child's plucky fight with life is one crowned with dignity.
The tiny house in which the Shelly family lived in 1881 stood just at the eastern
on the oppol^Sjdes for the passage of the railroad. Throng these two openings also flowed Honey creek, twice within this circle spanned by the railroad with bridges, while to the southwest flowed the serene Des Moines, bridged by an immense 600 foot trestle. J-,*
About 6 o'clock on the evening of July 6 one of the most terrible rain storms ever known in Iowa burst upon Boone county. It changed the little creek into a leaping flood that soon burst its bounds and swept out upon the valley.
The position of the tiny house upon the hill gave Kate a chance to watch the havoc all about her and to fully comprehend what followed.
In the midst of the yelling of the wind and the cannonade of thunder the ringing of an engine bell fell on Kate's ear. It was an engine which had been sent out from Boone to "feel along'' the bridges and see if the twenty or more along this short line were safe for trains to cross. A moment later the engine crept out upon the bridge. There was a crash of breaking timbers, the thud of an engine's plunge and the wilc^hissing of the water upon the hot boiler
Kate knew what it meant, and she flew out into tho storm. The pleading of mother and sisters fell on heroio ears. "Men are perishing. Father was a railroad,man. Help must be given."
She flew to the spot nearest to where tho engine had plunged into the water. She found two men dead and two men uninjured, but so stranded on the driftwood as to be out of her reach.
Then she remembered the express. All about her were the roaring waters, tearing up great trees by the roots. The hideous wind yelled at the daring of tho inspired child and seemed to dare her to proceed.- She crept along in the darkness, her only guide the livid flash that sprang upon her from moment to moment, and at last reached the trestle. X' \!i
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To cross this single tracked bridge in the daytime required the steadiest of nerves. How could she cross, it in this fearful darkness, with a light that came only to blind her? What was there for her but death if the train came before ,she had crossed the horrid chasm?
Down on her knees the brave girl went. It was her duty, for death woyld pay the penalty of her cowardice, and she could not be a coward if she would.
Down on her knees she falls and begins her dreadful task, her ears strained to hear in the noise of the tempest the v-histle and roar of the flying train. Midway across the bridge a huge tree tears down the flood and adds anew periL A moment yet and its branches part and only touch her skirt with a gentle switch as it sweeps under the bridge.
At last she reaches the end of the bridge, hands and knees torn and bleeding, and every muscle and nerve so tense and quivering that her limbs refuse to hold her. She almost faints as she tries to stand erect, and she fears she cannot reach the station after all. Once more her splendid courage avails her. She gathers strength, tears Ler clinging skirt from about her knees and leaps on faster
And
an
foster until
the station at Moingona is reached. She screams her message to the astonished operator. She sees his hand fall upon the key. She hears him say the train Is sa ved, and then she is once more the woman and no longer theberoine—for she faints where she stands.
For three months the fight for life went on in the body of this brave girL Then she came out once more the victor, and was able to sit at her wiadow and see the hills glowing with autumn colors and a new safe bridge across the creek that is once more a placid littfe stream.
Now as to the recognition mado of this wonderfully brave deed. "Many suppose," says the Des Moines News In a recent article intended to shame the people of the state into doing "something," "that tbe railroad whose property and reputation were thus saved did just what the general verdict says they should hare dok^«—that is. given this brave girl at least 15,000 and a life pern upon the road. One hundred dollars, however, was the extent of this great corporation's beneficence and even this was not offered till the public tongue began to wag most furiously against it, and till the heroic creature had foughtdeath fb? throe mouths hi a sickness dating from the afternoon of the Sunday following the terrible experience. "The cost of medical attendance could not he covered by this paltry sum. As to the as on the road it is never obtained without the humiliation of asking at headquarters for it and many times the fate is paid nther than to submit to pose as a beggar before this corporation, in the service of wfakh she freely offered bes Ufa Many say. 'Why, theyeducated her,didn't.theyf Welt we should think not. Tbe W.
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Or the Lienor Ilabi by Adminlsterli -. Golden Specific. It can be given In a cun of coffbo or tea without the knowledge of tho person taking It Is absoluteley harmless, ana will eflbct a permanent and speedy cure, whether the patient is a moderate drinker or an alcoholic wrecK. Thousands of drunkards have been made temperate men who have taken Golden Specific In their coffee without their knowledge and to-day believe they quit drinking •of their own free will. IT NEVER FAILS. The system once impregnated with the Spe-, I fie, it becomes an utter impossibility for the liquor appetite to exist. For salt by
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