Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 27, Number 46, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 15 May 1897 — Page 7
FELLOW TRAVELERS.
I fain would have thee stay, old year. For, oh, my heart is sore! This night we say farewell, old year.
Farewell forever morel How can I let thee pass, old year, The threshold of my door?
For when thou farest forth, old year, Thou wilt not go alone, Bat only I shall ace, old year,
Upon the threshold stone The footprints in the snow, old year. Trod deep beside thine own!
There's one that Journeys forth, old year, With thee across the snow, That hand in hand with thee, old year,
Out at my door will go. But only I shall know, old year, But only I shall know!
And new year's snows will fall, old year, And drift my threshold o'er, And new year's suns will rise, old year,
And shino upon my floor. The feet that pass this night, old year, Qo forth for evermore! —Mary A. M. Marks in Temple Bar.
SEAMAN'S
"FAITH.
Many, many years ago, on the coast of the Baltic sea, where the beautiful wooded mountains of the resort Zoppot raise their heads, there lived a heathen fisher named Trasiko. Wild and rode as the sea which, autumn and spring, br ike in storm lashed fary on the dunes, was tho old man weather hardened were his soul and hand defiant and inexorable as the cliffs, his character no man had ever heard a good word from his mouth. His hut was built high on the sand, forlorn and frail, a plaything for the tempest that roared around it and a coveted prey of the waves that, struggled up higher toward it every year and eagerly tore away piece after piece of the narrow dune that was the foot and support of the hill. Yes, the aea was like a cunning and faithless woman who stretched out her white arms threateningly and coaxingly to tho fisher who, full of enticing favor threw tho rich treasures of shipwrecked vessels into his lap, and then, with impatient haste, strove to draw him and all his precious belongings down to her in the cool, death still, crystal palace. Trasiko knew the mighty deities who often raised their snow crowned heads above the water, angry or smiling, wreathed with rushes in the sunshine or driving furiously in their shell formed chariots over tho waves at night, amid thunder and lightuing. He mado sacrifices to them when ho needed their help and roviled them whon they refused it.
Tho old man had stored up great wealth in his cabin during the long years, but the loveliest pearl that ever man's eyes looked upon did not lio with theso treasures of the dead, but stood like an angel of light, living and blosBoming on tho hill, gazing with longing bluo eyes out upon the sea as if sho were sure of seeing a sail loom at last upon tho horizon with "Do erance" as skipper and "Happiness" as cargo. Swnnada was tho fisher's golden haired daughter, tho most beautiful flower that had ever sprung from this stern cliff land, tho valued goal toward which tho youths of the coast and of the neighboring islands made their way through wind and waves.
But Trasiko kept his hard hand on the lovely flower and inspected tho suitors with his cunning, greedy eyes. Thero was none rich enough to purohaso such a wonder plant..
Swanada took it with indifference. Her faco showed an occasional fleeting shadow, but in her heart all remained peaceful and cool. She waited for him whom sho had seen in dreams, earnest and convincing, gentle and proud at once. A dark cloak hung from his shoulders. Where his boat tossed the sea sparkled and the clouds of heaven changed to gold and floated in the shape of a cross above the stranger's head. Hi! How the tempest shrieks, how the son thunders against the shore!
Trasiko leans his beardv^i chin on both hands and curses the gcds. He knows how tho bare teeth of the sea out into tho coast Then ho hurries down eagerly. It seems to him that he sees by the glare of the lightning a small boat battling with the waves.
When he returns, his face is sterner than usual and his back is bent with an unaccustomed burden. He drags a youth with him—ho knows not if it is god or man. Precaution urged him to the rescue that ho might not risk mining himself completely with tho all powerful spirits.
Swanada lifts tho firebrand, and as she looks on tho stranger's faco it seems to her that a warm sunbeam has suddenly fallen into her heart It becomes bright in the cottage, as if it were bathed in flaming purple light It conies from the little crocs that glows on the seaman's breast
And when the sun shone again in the heavens the young Christlieb looked into the blue eyes jf the heathen fisher maid two hearts were exchanged, a troth was plighted for time and eternity and sworn to upon the cross." The foreign seaman went boldly to Trasiko and asked him for tho hand of his daughter. Ho was poor, he said. He came from far beyond the sea to find aintor on the Baltic coast
Then came a shrill, evil laugh frcm the old man's lips. "Go your way homo again," he cried scornfully. "I have never met one who could dig up gold with bis finger nails. He who would marry my daughter most do something more than hunt for •craps of yellow resin." "And what shall I do, Father Trasiko? No work is too hard that is done for my love and God. Christ and all the saints will Iwlp me."
Sharp as a dagger's point were tho fisher's eyes. His glance swept over the •bore, from which the tide bad again torn a large piece. After a minute the •and dune slid down after it, and Trasiko's but sank nearer to the sea. It was an unpleasant tbocight tor the old nan that be most set to work and build himself a new nest He laugbed deflaatly:
If your gods can do *o much, you
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boaster, then make this dune firm in spite of the sea. Then I will give yon Swanada."
Christlieb was white. "Father Trasiko, such a thing is Impossible," be stammered. "Then go your way, you dullard, and put Swanada out of your mind." "And will you keep your word?"
Again the old man laughed loudly. "I will be food for the fishes on the day that I break it" "Give me a twelvemonth for it"
Trasiko nodded crossly. He saw how the young man's eyes shone as if with prophecy. Who could tell, perhaps the Christian gods were more willing to help their own than were the unfriendly water spirits.
So they parted. As the little boat was again launched in the foaming tide Christlieb threw bimself on his knees and prayed: "Give me a sign, O merciful Saviour, to tell me if thou wilt bless my work and bring thy holy cross to everlasting honor on this coast Then will I go out into the world comforted, knowing that I shall return to happiness."
And as he turned bis bead again to look back a joyful "Hosanna!" burst from his lips, for up on the dunes stood Swanada and stretched out her arms longingly, t»o that her figure was outlined against tbe sky in the form of a slender cross.
Th»s the saints answered his prayer. Christlieb laid down to rest in his boat and saw a wonderful dream picture. An island projected from the blue sea, sandy and unsafe like the hillock upon which Trasiko's hut was built. The loose earth sank into the waves, breaking up and dissolving in utter helplessness. Then down from the clouds came a bright angel bearing in his hands an insignificant looking gray plant, thorny and hard, with wonderful jagged leaves. He planted it in the arid sand, one little stalk beside another. And see there, with what magic power it shoots up and becomes a strong interlaced wall that holds the earth firmly together with its network of 1,000 roots! And the angel turned his smiling face toward the young seaman and pointed to the work of his hands.
Christlieb awoke and thanked God and praised him. Then he set forth to find the island through the boundless seas of the world.
The sun rose and sank again into the water stars watched over the splitary little boat and threatening clouds thickened around the mast storm and tempest played their wild game and pulled at the golden anchor of faith which love and the vision had cast in the heart of the young seaman.
At last he espied it, tbe longed for island, standing high and uneven above the sen, glistening in the light of the morning sun. The seaman raised his ^ids joyfully and cried, "God be ^raised, I have found thee, thou promised angel's land!"
There grew the gray, thorny weed that was to give him his happiness, and he uprooted the plants and loaded his ^vessel to. the edgp with them until there was scarcely room for himself. "Hoist the sail—yo ho!—and away for tho distant coast of tho Baltic!"
Hi! How the waves rose how the white foam crests beat in anger against the weak timber! And what torment to bo confined to the uarrow place for days and weeks, stung until he bled by the sharp leaves and thorns whenevei ho moved, wounds on all his limbs, a very torture chair! Should he throw the weed overboard, goaded as he was by the unceasing pain? No rather let their needles draw his last drop of blood. But the task became harder and harder.
The sun burned the gray thistles drooped their wilted heads. With prayer Christlieb reached for his last flask of water and shared it with his charges. Then shone a rainbow in the sky, and a wind sprang up and carried the little ship, as if with magic bands, to the faraway shore. "Swanada! Swanada!"
There she stood, weeping for happiness, and stretched out ber arms to ber loved ono.
Christlieb planted the thistles on the shore of the Baltio sea, and Trasiko's dunes were as firm as the cliffs. The old man's heart was softened when he saw the power of the Christian's God, and he laid the hand of his daughter in that of the young seaman.
Bright glowed the sea with purple and gold. Through the thistles there surged and rustled a sound as of a thousand voiced psalter, and on the hill the first cross was raised.
Many hundred years have passed. On the strand of Zoppot tbe bells of the Lord ring tbe goldeu sign of faitb shines from the tower of the church. No trace is to be found on the white sand of Trasiko's hut It is gone, and long, long forgotten. But one thing remains—the gray thistle, tbe protector of the dunes, that was once brought with pain from over the sea. It grows and spreads as a legacy left by the true seaman. Few know now of Christlieb, but to this day the spiny, unlovely weed, which we know as sea holly, is called in the language of the people "seaman's faitb."—From tbe German For Short Stories.
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Two Martial Poems.
Soon after the dose of the civil war Cassius M. Clay, T. C. Durant of tbe Union Pacific railroad, Commodore Boggs, Curtis Guild, the secretary of the Russian minister, and two other gentlemen were guests at a little supper at the Fifth Avenue hotel, New York. The conversation turned upon Tenny son's "Charge of tbe Light Brigade,' which one of tbe guests declared to be tbe most martial poem ever written. "Bab!" exclaimed one of the company, half in jest "Tbe rhythm is faulty, and some of the lines remind me of pumpkins rolling over a barn floor. For instance: "Some one had blundered.
Bode the six hundred!
"I defy any one to name an American poem so inspiriting," retorted the enthusiastio lover of the British poet. Mr. Guild, who reports the conversa tion in his "Chat About Celebrities,' suggested that there was Holmes' poem of "Old Ironsides." "Do you know the lines?" was demanded. "Oh, yes. I declaimed them more than 30 years ago at school." "Well, I challenge you to recite 'Old Ironsides,' and I will recite 'The Charge of the Light Brigade,' and we will abide by the verdict of the company as to which is the more inspiriting." "The Charge" was recited first, and it was done admirably. At its conclusion, after the applause bad ceased, Mr. Guild began back in "A Metrical Essay, in which the author re-presented the poem with an introduction and then followed it with the well known verses, beginning:
Aye, tear her tattered ensign down!
"By the time," he writes, "I was half through the first verse I saw tbe face of Commodore Boggs light up and his eye flash. Cash Clay, too, was all attention. Tbe poet's lines had their effect. As tbe declaimer ended with "Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail, And give her to the god of storms, The lightning and the gale,
the brave old commodore brought down his fist on tbe table, exclaiming,''That's so, by Jupiter!' and Clay leaped to his feet, shouting, 'Hurrah for the American flag!' "—Youth's Companion.
Frenchy.
A 5-year-old who happened to be present when his auntie's new hat came borne tbe other day was much impressed by the praise accorded it on all sides. One word, however, puzzled him. "Beautiful" and "sweet" and "elegant"—all these terms were dear enough, but when it came to "Frenchy" he was afc a loss to know what was meant "What does 'Frenchy' mean, mamma?" he asked. "What is' Freuchy His mother therefore explained that "Frenchy" meant all the other nice things that had been said about the hat and more too. It was the weight of worldly encomium. "When yon wish to say that a thing is particularly pretty and graceful and artistic, when you want to give it the very highest praise," she- said, "you oall it 'Frenchy.'
To all of which the 5-year-old listeiv ed with that intent literalness indicative of his species. Some days after this, when the arrival of the hat had presumably been forgotten by every one, the 5-year-old, with his aunt, attended divine service at a well known ritualistic church for the first time. Upon his return his mother asked him what he thought of it all. "Oh, I liked it so much!" was the answer. "It was so Frenchy!"—St. Louis Globe-Dem-ocrat.
She Saw John Adams.
At a recent celebration iu Boston Mrs. Julia Ward Howe "sweet and gracious as ever," gave a delightful reminiscence of ber once seeing John Adams, "something which," she said, "perhaps no one else in (he company is old enough to have done. When I was 6 years old, I was brought to visit my maternal grandmother, living at Quincy. The children of tbe Quincy family, in taking me about the town, once led me into a room in which there was a man wito looked to me then very, very old. He wore a blaek silk skullcap. My guides, pointing him out tome, said: 'Look! Look! That's John At ams, who has been president of tbe United States.' I don't think the fact that be bad been president meant much to my mind then, but his appearance and the manner of tbe children made a profound impression on me."—Woman's Journal.
Varied Matrimony.
It was the boast of Levi Rogers, who died at Perry, O. T., tbe other day, that he had been married seven times and that each wife had been of a different nationality. Rogers was born in Georgia, and when a young man married an American girl, who died within six months. After that he married six times, his successive wives being Mexican, Bohemian, Indian, German,
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ole and finally a very black negress. Tbe latter survives bim, and Rogers always claimed that she was tbe best wife of the whole collection.
Rich Men and Debt.
Tbe late Jadge Asa Packer believed that a rich man onght to be in debt, because it helped bim maintain his credit. "Were I," said be, "to wipe on my indebtedness and at some future time •ee an opportunity to make a large sum of money and attempt to borrow, everybody would marvel and say Jndge Packer vtma borrowing money. As it is I can borrow almost any amount and no questions are asked or comments made."
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'I have called," said tbe'confident yoang man with manuscript sticking out of bis pocket, "to see whether there is a vacancy in this office." "No," replied tbe melancholy editor, as be looked around the place, "Fm aorry to say there Is none. Even the waste paper basket is fnlL"—London Answers.
The Crawling Centiped.
The crawling centiped is built somewhat on the model of a traya of cars, the resemblance being enhanced by tbe reptile's habit of running straight backward when suddenly confronted. Every joint of its long body has two legs, each jointed and tipped with a sharp point like a bee's sting. Its head is furnished with two pincherlike poison fangs,which work horizontally toward each other, and instead of legs its rearmost joint is furnished with two long hooked claws, which drag behind as the centiped walks, and by which it can hang head downward from any plaoe to which it can fix them. If a chance is given the centiped, it#will run from the presence of man, and most of tjie cases where men have been bitten by one of these reptiles have come about through the man rolling upon them or in some other way crowding them while asleep.
The sensation produced by a centipede's crawling upon tbe bare skin, with its numerous and keenly pointed feet, is usually described as similar to that of being touched with a redliot poker. If the person thus invaded remain perfectly still, the reptile will crawl off as soon as it can. If an attempt be made to shake it off, it sets every claw into the flesh in the effort to hold on, with an effect like the simultaneous stinging by a score of bees, and if any way it be crowded or jammed it bites, injecting a poison which, though less virulent than that of tbe tarantula or rattlesnake, causes a serious sloughing from the wound during the progress of recovery.—New York Sun.
Is the Sultan Mad?
A curious story, said to be well authenticated, is going the rounds of the European press and explains much that is mysterious in the sultan's conduct. Two days before the Bairam festival, so the tale runs, an aid-de-camp went to Abdul Hamid's room for orders and found him walking up and down with wild gesticulations and incoherent murmurs. As soon as the sultan caught sight of the officer he exclaimed: "Son of a dog, what are you doing here? Do you not see that I am conversing with my father?" The aid-de-camp, in great alarm, was about to withdraw, when Abdul Ham id stopped him, saying, "Prostrate yourself before my father and then execute his commands."
Down dropped the trembling officer on his knees, awaiting the development of events with intense anxiety. A quarter of an hour later bis horrible suspense came to an end, for tbe commander of tbe faithful, bringing bis promenade to an abrupt close, threw bimself on a divan, and, looking around the chamber, relieved the mjnd of the aid-de-camp by inquiring jv^at he was doing and why he had com^i The sultan had completely forgotten ^6 previous scene.
The Episcopal Chnreh.
The Church Standard (Episcopal) admits that there is some truth in the charge of sectarian superciliousness often brought against the Episcopal church. "There is," it says, "a good deal of offensive conceit in the way in which we talk about the 'sects' and the denominations.'' There is something hardly less offensive in the patronizing way in which we sometimes admit the Christian graces which are, exhibited in the lives and works of their ministers and members, as if, forsooth, they were a marvel of God's exceptional and wholly uncovenanted grace. If we were as catholic as we pretend to be, or just one-half as catholic as we ought to be, we should behave differently. Different behavior would beget a different disposition toward the church from that wbich generally prevails among nonEpiscopalians.
Witch Superstitions.
In some of the country districts of England tbe peasants are said to believe tbat elves and witches steal babies from their cradles and place their own elfin offspring in tbe place of the robust child. After a child is baptized tbe witches and fairies have no power over it Hence the peasants have their little ones baptized as soon as possible.
Young
Lochinvar who, accord ing to the story, ran away with his bride, did not love her one
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Pot years my wife had been suffering from what the doctors called prolapsus of uterus. Shi was nervoos. bad cold hands and feet, palpi'ition, headache, backache, constipation, a die»greeable drain, with bearing down pains no appetite. She got so weak the coald not get aroana. 1 am only a laborer so was always in deM with tbe doctors, and all for no good, as none did bet any good. We began to think that she was never going to get well."
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Terre Haute, Tnd., April 20th, 1897.
Public notice is hereby given, that tho undersigned, has been appointed administratrix of the estate of Aaron Oohn deceased. Tho estate is solvent. DINA RALL.
OF APPOINTMENT OF ADMINISTRATOR.
Notice Is hereby given that tho under signed has qualltled as administrator with the will annexed of John Stahleton deceased, and said estate Is probably solvent and pond lng settlement in Vigo Circuit court.
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Trains marked thus run dally. Trains marked thus run Sundays only. All other trains run daily. Sundays excepted.
VANDALIA LINE.
MAIN LINK.
Arrive from the East.
7 West. Ex*. 1.30 am 15 Mail & Ac* 10.06 a 5 St. L. Lim* 10.19 am 21 St. L. Ex*.. 2.44 in 3 Mull & Ac. 6.45 11 Fast Mail*. 9.04
Arrive from the West.
6 N. Y. Ex*.. 3.20 am 14 Eff. Ac 9.30 am 20 Atl'c Ex*.. 12.41 8 Fast Line*. 1.50 2 N. Y. Lim*. 5.22
Leave for the West.
7 West. Ex*. 1.40 am 6 St. L. Lim*.10.24 am 21 St. L. Ex*.. 2.49 bq 13 Eff. Ac 4.20 11 Fast Mail*. 9.09
Leave for the East.
12 Ind Lim'd*11.20 a 6 N. Y. Ex*.. 3.25 am 4 Mail & Ac. 7.15 a 20 Atl'c Ex*.. 12.46 ra 8 Fast Lino* 1.55 2 N. Y. Lim* 5.27
MICHIGAN DIVISION.
Leave for the North.
7N-WEx....8.00am 21 Decatur Ex 3.30
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Leave for the South.
5 & N Lim*. 2.01 a 3 & Ev Ex*. 5.38 a tn NOJtFlaSpl* 3.40 pm lEv&IMiul. 3.20 pm
Ar. from the North 13T. H. Ex...11.17am 11 T. H. Mail. 6.40 pm
6 St Joe Mail.6.20 am 8 S. Bend Ex.4.20
PBORIA DIVISION.
Leave for Northwest.
Ar. from Northwest.
20 Atltc Ex ..11.30am 6 East'n Ex. 7.00 pm
EVANSVILLE & TERRE HAUTE.
NASHVILLB LINE.
Arrive from South.
6 & N Lim* 3.55 am 2THE&X* .11.00 a
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EVANSVILLE & INDIANAPOLIS. Leave for South. 33 Mall & Ex..9.00 a 49 Worth. Mix.3.50
Arrive from South.
48TH Mixed.10.10am 32 Mall & Ex. 3.00
CHICAGO & EASTERN ILLINOIS. Leave for North. 6 O & N Lim* 4.50 am 2TH&C Ex.11.90 a 8 NO&FSpl* 3.25 pm 10 T1I&M Loc 4.10 4E&C Ex*. 11.55
Arrive from North.
3C & E Ex*.. 5.30 am 9
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1 O & Ev Ex.. .2.30 5 & N Lim*.11.55 pm 7 NO&FSpl*.. 3.35pm
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Day ivnii ckb'r* 4.31
Going West.
35 St Ex*... 1.33 am 9 Ex & MallMO.OO a llS-WLim*.. 1.37 pm 5 Matt.'ii Ac. 6.30
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1212 Main Street.
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Corner Sixth and Main Streets,
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