Semi-weekly Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 29 September 1896 — Page 6

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$BIAL6 OF A WHITE COUPLE IN XHJS FXCEXCH CONGO.

They Wanted to Get Married—Sent Across Sea For Their Parents* Consent— Wedding Caneo With Its

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Six years ago a small party of white persons wended their way by canoe to the house of a French official in the French Congo. Two of the party intended to be married. Being Americans both imagined that they would be able to procure a license quite easily, not konwing how much red tape it takes to satisfy France. Their only witness was a French lady, the teacher at the mission school. The French commandant soon explained that first of all the consent of the governor of the colony was necessary. To gain this consept the application must be signed by four witnesses, all men over 25 years of age. Soon the witnesses were procured, and they testified to the existence of the intended bride and groom. So the paper was drawn up, signed, and left at the post to be sent to the governor.

The wedding party returned and waited, Bays the New York Sun. A little over six weeks passed, when notice arrived that the license could not be granted, inasmuch aB the birth certificate of the contracting parties and the consent of their parents would be necessary. In case their parents were dead, their marriage and death certificates would be required. There was nothing to do but to write home and wait again. The documents which the expectant bridegroom required arrived after about four months, but those of the bride did not come until ten months after the first application was made for the license, her father living in the wilds of Western Nebraska seventy miles from anywhere.

After all the papers were at hand the commandant visited the bridegroom and requested him to go to his office to arrange everything, so that, after a delay of two weeks, the ceremony might be performed. These two weeks would be needed to give everyone living in the neighborhood a chance to digest the news of the approaching marriage, and in case anyone knew of any impediment in the way, to enable him to inform the government. For convenience a paper was nailed up at the post announcing the facts. Another was posted at the house of the couple to be married, it being the only other public place in that vicinity. Since the natives could not read the paper had to be explained every time one of them saw it.

Trip In the Canoe.

At last the wedding day dawned, a Saturday being chosen for the occasion. Everything was in readiness the day before, so that there could be an early start on this eventful day. The canoe, about 30 feet long and 4 feet broad, had been fixed up with an awning from sailcloth, easy chairs being placed for the wedding party of our—bride, groom, bridesmaid and an intimate friend who acted as best man. The natives (fourteen in number) who paddled the canoe were seated on planks fastened across the canoe. These men were all dressed in white loin cloths and white shirts, and all were very anxious to work in the canoe on this occasion. In the bow rice and fish were carried for the dinner of the crew.

About 5 o'clock, an hour before sunrise, the canoe left the station. The groom had taken it upon himself to steer. The voyage was quiet and peaceful until some one shouted "N'Phuboo." Everyone looked, but the hippopotamus had already disappeared, to rise again at a distance. Tlie water was without a ripple and the trees were mirrored in its depths. The banks on both sides seemed adorned for a feast, so many beautiful colors were to be seen in the trees. Everywhere the cries of birds and monkeys were to be heard, the rising sun disturbing the sleepers. Often the howl of the hyena made discord in these melodies. AJter traveling abou tnine miles a place...oaH|j& Pilla N'Cumbia (Thirsty. SteameifJ was reached. Here the river widens into a lake three miles across. On this morning the water was like glass, although its waves had often swamped canoe|. hour's strong pull across this lake, a|d the rivi^ Uferrdwed again. Here they say the monkeys used to cross, forming a bridge by hanging to each other's tails. That must have been in those good old times when people were afraid of Africa.

The tide going down strongly soon brought our wedding party to their destination, a little after 9 a. m. A German merchant had invited them to his house and also prepared to spread the wedding breakfast. He, being the oldest among the Europeans, claimed the right to give away the bride. After they had rested a little and were joined by the neecssary witnesses, they all proceeded to the French post, followed by a crowd of Africans who wanted to see this strange performance. At the post everything was unusually nice. One could see that they had been very busy preparing to do justice to this grand occasion. Even a new carpet graced the floor. Monsieur the commandant received the bridal party at the door and took them to their different seats, and chairs were placed for the couple to be married, at the foot of the table, while the representative of France took the head. Ttye witnesses and others were seated at the* Asides.*.

The Wedding Breakfrt'et,

After all were seated Monsieur proceeded with the ceremony. Ho read very rapidly, but it was over half an hour before he come to the momentous question and asked the bride and groom to say "oui." They •aid "oui," and then he asked them to sign a large document. After the signature of the witnesses followed congratulations, and all was over until seated around the table at the German factory. Ten white people partook of this breakfast, which could not be surpassed in tropical Africa.

About 3 p. m. the canoe was readj* and all the white people came to the river beach to see the newly married couple off. The bridesmaid and best man returned with them. Throwing old shoes and rice after the canoe was now the order of the day. The return voyage at first was as pleasant as the morning Journey, only the »ky was a little cloudy and a tornado was coming up. After passing the big lake the clouds began to yook darker, the lightning Bashed on all sides, and the river seemed to boil, the water was so rough. Soon the roaring of the wind and rushing of the toming rain told of danger.

The canoe was out in the middle of the river when the wind struck it. There was nothing to do but to try to reach the shelter of the shore. Birds were fluttering in »11 directions seeking a place of rest. The bridegroom was at the helm again, and nly his presence of mind saved the whole ^arty from a watery grave. He turned the fcanoe and shouted, "Pull away, boys." The taraves were rushing in, making the work good deal harder, but after a shor time, which seernd very long, though, the shelter of the mangroves was reached. Here in -comparative safety they waited until the ,jtorm had spent its fury. The natives dipiped the water from the canoe, and after a 'delay of nearly an hour all were ready to ifo o»« Eveoroae jws thoroughly- drenchecLlatxeeU. with Keai-Steter**

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but thankful that it was not worse. 9 o'clock the home was reached,** day ended in a quiet and enjoyable even ing.

So ended the first European wedding the French Congo. .,r the tide of life that carries mi"•

TOUR IN SEARCH OF MAGIC.

Mr. Bancroft Retttrns From India with Btany Tales.

Bancroft, the magician, returned yesterday from his trip around the world, says the Now York Tribune.' He made the Journey in 100 days. In reviewing his trip, which comprised visits to England, France, Germany, Italy, Persia, India, Japan and China, Mr. Bancroft spoke warmly of the groat schooling which such a trip affords to the student of necromancy. "What I wished most to investigate," said Mr. Bancroft, "and what prompted me to undertake the long journey was to Investigate the bricks of Indian fakirs. In this I was, greatly successful, and I will say that I have studied out some of their most difficult pries, and after perfecting myself in them shall add them to my repertory of magic for the coming season. "I was very much struck with the performances of the Yogis, who area wonderful people. In all their tricks in the snake-charm-ing line they use exclusively the cobra, which i3 the most deadly of poisonous snakes. The YogiS live in what we would call convents, but to them they are known as retreats. I was compelled to make a journey of 800 miles into the interior of the country from Simla to visit them. "Upon a questioning process through which I put them, with tue aid of an interpreter,

of coursc, as to the direct means by which they performed these wonderful feats, I received the answer that all their performances were under the control of agasa, which they described as a life fluid, a force by which you can integrate as well as disintegrate. While on this- visit I saw some most remarkable things performed, one of which I recall with great accuracy. It was their throwing of a rope in space, where it remained visible without any support, upon which a Yogi climbed and disappeared. This was really one of the most remarkable feats that I have ever witnessed or read of. A great mistake about these people has resulted from the stories of actual and reputed travelers, who say that they have witnessed their performances and who assert that all their acts are performed in the open. On the contrary, all the performances I saw them give were in their temple, accompanied by players before and afterward. ''Of course, the fakirs whom those travelers and magicians may have seen might have been counterfeits, but then, you know, even a magician can sometimes be fooled. The tricks about the ladder and the subsequent disappearance of the man who climbed it interested me to such an extent that I gave it a great deal of study, and, I think, fathomed its depth. To make sure of it I ventured a demand for a repetition, which, they, when they thought I had the idea of it, declined.

While traveling in China I found a great deal of interest aroused in the manner in which Li Hung Chang had been received by the foreign nations. When the natives learned that I was an American I was tiewilderlngly besieged with questions as to what would be the result of his intentions to visit America, and I actually found some who thought that he would be subject to the letter of the exclusion act, which is held by them in great fear."

LIQUID CANDY.

An Explanation of How the Saturated Solution Is Sweet Confined. For the bonefit of those who visit the porcelain works at Sevres the guide explains to some extent the processes. Among other things he shows how the delicate cups are made. He holds in his hand a mold, illls it from a tank of porcelain mixture as one would fill a glass with ice water from a cooler, holds it for a moment or two and then pours out tho mixture from the mold. Tho solution is a saturated one —that is to say, a given quantity of tho liquid cannot contain any more of the solid than is actually in it. But the mold being porous it .withdraws some of the liquid from tho mixture, and a portion of tho solid part, having lost' the water that belongs to it, is deposited in a thin layer along the surface of the mold. This is the cup, and after a number of strengthening processes it becomes tho delicate, eggshell porcelain cup.

In much the same way the candy drops are mode. The liquid is a saturated solution and will not dissolve any more sugar, just as your coffee in the morning will Hot dissolve the fourth lump of sugar that you put into it but, disintegrating it, doposits it at the bottom of the cup. The sweet mixttire is poured into molds of absorbent material—starch, for example—which at once begins to absorb the water.

That part of the sugar that has been robbed of its water is deposited against the mold just as the porcelain is, and the result is tho liquid drop which, it is to be regretted, has sometimes a little liquor added to it for flavoring. The liquid that is confined within the drop has already all the sugar it can possibly hold, being saturated, so it cannot attack tho sugar walls that confine it.

The whole process is a simple and interesting experiment in absorption, although probably not 1 in 1,000 of those who have tasted tho candy have had any idea of the method of its manufacture.—Philadelphia Times.

NEIGHBORHOOD NEWS. A resident of Muncie, Pat Billow, while walking along the railroad track, swallowed a potato bug, which flew into his mouth and down his throat. Being somewhat alarmed as to the probable result, he made inquiries of a neighbor, who advised him to take a dose of Paris green to counteract the evils of the pottao fiend and he came near dying before a physician came to the rescue.

United States Deputy Marshal Groves of Evansville arrested John Johnson and Henry Holman, men, and Claude Bouchie and Edward Froelke, boys, for counterfeiting "in Vincennes Friday morning. Other boys, aged from 10 to 15, are implicated.

Macy Jackton of Brazil, who died and was buried at the poor farm weighed 550 pounds when taken ill, but her illness reduced her weight to 350 pounds. Her coffin was three feet wide and the door of the house had to be taken out to allow the coffin to pass through.

The county commissioners of Portland, Ind., have passed an order allowing all reg-. ularly licensed saloons to run lunch county ers, pool and billiard tables of like busi-: ness. This is the same practically as before the Nicholson law was passed. AbtW Sutton and Jacob Ireland were the two commissioners who signed the order, but Simon K. Bell refused.

While on her way home from work Maggie Robb of South Bend, Ind., a 20-year-old woolen mill operator, was attacked by three tramps. The girl began to scream for help and E. Tallow, an aged man, ran to her assistance. The tramps turned upon him and began shooting, two bullets striking him in the face. He was taken to a doctor's office and his wounds were dressed, but the outcome is still in doubt. Two of the tramps were captured.

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cleansed and curled. Plumes dyed and curled. Chas. Failles, 32 South Fourth

REGRETS'

As when the seaward ebbing tide-doth poop Out by ttie low sand spaoea, The parting wave* slip back to elasp the shot* .fi With lingering embraces—

'From where thy true heart dwells, Waves of my thoughts and thee

With lessening farewells! paying of hands dreams, when the da* torgate

A care half lost in cares .jij* 'jThe saddest of my verses dim ngret^-S Thy name, among my prayers. would the day might odme, so waitq£lort

So patiently besought. When I, returning, should fill up onoe^prd Thy desolated thought,

And fill thy loneliness that lies apart. In still, persistent pain. Shall I content thee, O thou broken heart*

As the tide comes again thit And brims the little seashore lakes and sets Seaweeds afloat and fills The silent pools, rivers and rival eta

Among the inland hills? —"Songs of Adieu.'*

THE MOOR'S HEAD."

"Curses ore nonBonsioal at all times, Thorndyke, and to talk of them deeoending from generation to generation—bah?" And tho speaker flipped the ashes from his cigar and curled his lip scornfully.

The younger man changed his easy position and smiled. "Of course," said he, "except In this single case. But because it is in my own single family and because I have the writton record of it—not relying upon 'old woman tales,' as you express Hs, I'm afraid I do rather put faith in that wretched curse much, as I would like not to."

Then I say you are an ass. Any man would be an ass to believe such a lot oI pure' "Tommy rotP" suggested Thorndyke. "That is what you'd like to say if you were not so elegant, I know. So I'll say it for you. Yes, it looks very much like that, I know, but there'B no help for it—I do believe in this particular curse, as I said —and no amount of ridicule can change it. I've tried to change my mind, but—well, perhaps I haven't such small ohange with me." And he smiled again at the little pleasantry.

Carwin picked up the sword which lay upon the table, and which had brought up the whole subject, and looked at it curiously. It was a heavy old weaipon, with Jeweled handle and guard, and, though the blade was rusty and nioked now, one could see it had been used in more than ono deadly conflict and had seen hard service and years of use in tho dim past. It had* belonged to a very ancient ancestor of Tharndyko and had been handed down to him with the few other family relics that his father had managed to collect the last time he had been abroad. Beside the sword hy a yellow old paper, from which Thorndyke had been reading when Carwin, his best friend, dropped in for the evening. "Then what I gather from your narrative, said the latter after turning the weapon about in his hands a few moment "is that this is the very sword that did the deed. Am I right?" "You are."

And the story is that away back in the dark ages, before peoplfe found that killing every man who crossed you was not the shortest way to heaven, one of your respected forefathers" nodding to the row of dim old portraits which ran around the cozy room above the bookshelves— "owned this sword and was a knight. Y/hen the crusades got to be the fashion, he was seized with a desire to wear a oross upon his shoulder, and also cross his feet when he was buried, and girding this selfsame weapon about him he gat himself unto the wars, and, whooping it up, as it were, raced off like the rest of humanity to fight with the Saraicens and haves good time generally. And as ho had a daughter —a young and gfretty daughter—whom he could not take along with the rest of his impedimenta, he left her at home. How do I come on?" "Finely. Proceed," said Thorndyke, twirling the 6Word about his head and showing himself no mean fencer as he did

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"Before leaving,.tthis charmingly dull witted individual—-pardon me for calling him names, Thorndyke, but ho was a. chump—called all the servants up and made them a speech, in, which he told thetu of the great things he intended to do while away and instructed them to be good boys and girls and mind their mistress' slightest wish or prepare to hunt for other plhc&s when he returned from his little jaunt. Then he turned the keys over to heir and left.

When he got to the wars, he did: some big fighting and distinguished hlmaelf, as you, Thorndyke, liavo a faoulty of doing, and though he did not write home ^very week, as you do, he picked up a yqjli^g .Moor and shipped him back with letteqs and household expenses for the castle.

The Moor was a slave, of course, but a handsome fellow—quiet, grave and intelligent—and he made a groat impression on everyone connected with the castle, the mistress included. He got there about Christmas time and settled down as if he had intended coming all his life, but only just found the opportunity. For awhile tho other servants liked him, but as soon as they found that he was fast becoming a favorite with the daughter of the house, their mistress, they veered round and took to despising him in good old English fashion, and proceeded to make things as hot for his Moorship as possible. Naturally enough this had the effect of making the mistress like him all the more—no, I did not say all the Moor—and to show them she was tho 'head of the house She took the Moor as her constant attendant. He waited upon her everywhere, excepting in her boudoir, and was with her constantly whenever she drove or walked about the grounds of that palatial pile. "The Moor, being with her so much, very naturally, too, fell in love with her, and as girls then were no more proof against the wiles of foreigners than they aro in this matter of fact century, she succumbed to his dusky charms, and one morning bright and early they slipped across the green lawn and into the littlo chapel in tho edge of the woods, where, by alternately browbeating and cajoling the deaf and blind parson, they were married. Am 1 not interesting, old man?" "Very," said Thorndyke, laughing at his friend's frank manner. "There is added charm to the tale when 'tis told by yon." "Thank you. Well, they were good and married, and ail went well"— "Until a year had passed," put

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Thorndyke. "Until a year had passed. Thon a llttl« one was born—a tiny, light skinned Moor, v^ith blue eyes like its mother and other features copied in miniature from its proud father. Of course there was a great stic when the youngster came, and the truth* leaked out, but it was almost forgotten in the additional excitement caused by fhe^ return of my lady's father. An uninform-?. ed servant who had learned only half of* the truth met him at the drawbridge and, told him of the supposed to bo sad news of his daughter's mamagn, and the old geiitleman, stiltewith tho blood of war in his nostrils and heeding nothing else bnt the foot, as ho thought ft was, that his name* had been dragged in the dust by his child, dashed into the casile and pushed his way uncercmonioasly -into her room, where she lay a sweet picture ^apon her bed, the ohild in her young arms, the sunlight streaming through the open window overhear and the little one. "Without a word the half crazed cru-

I arm*, and twinging fCabdnt LtaKtaifha it down to the .toortawd below, where it lay dead almost before it had breathed the breath of life, Then, before the terrified, stricken xnottup coald what had happened, the Afoor appeored in the doorway, Ids dttk. taoe Wrea*hed fat a

Christiaollke smile, waiting to gmft the father. With an imprecation the crusader sprang at him, and ere the lioar oonld draw and defend himself he was 'ran through by the 8 word thathadbeebthe death of many a Baancen before him and lay weltering in his own blood at his fa-ther-in-law's feet Then the girl widow understood, and, mad with grief and horror at the terrible deed, she polled henelf to her knees, and stretching her white arms out, her yellow hair glistening Ilka burnished gold in the sunlight, sheeuraqd the wretched man—cursed him as only a woman of that day and age ooold curse one. As the last awful word dropped from, his lips she sank back upon the bgd azxxmscious, and a few hours after shawas dead. "From that hoar the knight was a changed man. Serious and grave* with a haunted, frightened look upon his hitherto rugged conntenanoe, bo went about his estate, a broken, decrepit old man, hardly a shadow of his former sell A few years later he, too, died, but—but I believe that is as far as I can go unaided, old man," concluded Carwin abruptly, turning to Thorndyke.

Why—why—you leave off in the most interesting part, Carwin," said the other, resting from his exercise, which he had kept up in a lazy way while the other talked. "The old loilght died, to be sure, but have you forgotten how? Well, he got into trouble with another old follow over some land, and the other chap fell upon him, unarmed though my forefather was, and slew him. As he fell, be turned hi£ head and gazed on the wound, which was in his right side, and which he tore the clothing from, and after one glance he oovered his eyes with one hand, shrieking out something about the Moor's head as he did so. "There in the shadow of his castle he died a few moments later, and when the servants came running to find him—having heard his death screams—they knew the first enrse had fallen, for from the gaping wound in their master's side a dot of blood had risen and taken the form of a head. And to their excited Imagination and from the color of the dark fluid it took upon itself the resemblance to the Moor whom the knighthad slain as unmercifully as his enemy had just put an end to his life.

Then they remembered the curse, and looked at each other frightened and awed. The old knight's only son lived to be 80, when one day he wounded himself In the arm. He thought nothing of it until the Moor's head appeared, whep he lost his nerve, too, and dlea the next da/. And so for generations It ran, and never once has the eldest son of the eldest son died aught but a violent death, and his death has always been preceded by the appearance of this silent messenger, who has never given a false warning. That is the legend, and Tm sorry to Bay I sometimes feel as If my death would have to be a vicv lent one to carry out the wretched curse. Being the eldest son of my fattier, it would end with me were I to die now." "1 trust so, but pray be a little more cheerful and talk of something else besides dying just to accommodate the charming malediction- Ytra are good for many years' yet, and—be careful, Thorndyke!"

The other inan was lunging at a heavy old bronze plaqu6 which hung on the wall opposite him as Carwin spoke, and the sword bent and snapped back again at each thrust in a manner unpleasant to the latter's ears, as if foreboding some evil. Indeed, hardly had he spoken when there was a sharp crack of breaking steel, and the point of the weapon whistled back from the wall. Thorndyke sprang aside, but too lata The rusty tip of the sword, broken only an inch or two from the point, had already reached him and sank deep into his breast just below the heart, and with a suppressed groan of pain he tumbled into his friend's outstretched arms.

Carrying him to the cushioned seat near the fireplace, Carwin tore the coat and shirt from about the wound, and taking a firm grip upon the bit of steel, which jost Showed itself above the wound, he withdrew it slowly with his muscular fingers and hurled ip ifcto the glowing fire.

As he did so Thorndyke opened his eyes and struggled to a sitting position, though the other strove to keep hipi upon the pillows. "Oh, hcaVens!" screamed the wounded man wildly.: '!Look, Carwin, look! It is —it is the Moor's head I And l—I"— He stopped, a shiver passed over his now damp boiy, and ho swayed against the Wall and from there slid down to the conch dead.

Carwin, with a curious light in his eyes, glanced about the room as an animal might and then back at the Moor's hear. Then he swept on© hand down over his friend's bare breast and tore the cloth from the wound, squeezing it viciously in his hand as he did so.

A moment passed during which there was no sound save the deep and nervous breathing of the man crouching beside the dead body, of Thorndyke. Then slowly the head appeared again, and again he swept it off and crushed it in his hand.

A third time the head come, and Carwin, with staring eyes and chalklike face, staggered to his feet. Then, with one mad look at the horrible thing, he rushed to the door, and wrenching it open screamed for heljj.—Exohange.

About Encores.

Sims Reeves is hard on what he call$ tho vicious encore system.'' He characterizes it as a preposterous piece of dishonesty! of which all honost persons should be ashamod. The nuisance, he says tightly, seeks to take a shabby advantage of the suffering professional, and it is to be regretted that few of our performers possess sufficient courage to return to the platform, bow politely and indicate firmly no. Your encore monger cares nothing about symmetry or balance or cohcsiveness, whether the occasion be tho lyric stage, the oratorio performance, the benefit and ordinary concert, or tho ballad concert

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Hard Case.

The difficulties cf keeping a "pleasant expression" while being photographed art so many that it seems on unnecessary cruelty to add to them, bnt Our Boys auti Girls has heard of such a case. "I don't believe whippings do children any good," said Mrs. Wiggins. "Why, I whipped Johnny at the photographer's three times because he wouldn't look pleasant, atid fct still looked as cross as a bear."

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The opening for thrifty and industrious farmers ia practically unlimited The markets ars Europe, China, Japan, South America, Africa and the Sandwich TnlnnH^ all reached by sea. The price of products at tie seepor is. year in and year out, about the same as at Chicago. With ths NICARAGUA CANAL, NOW SURE TO BE BUILT IN A 1'EW YEAIi J, the prices of all standard products will be ten to twenty per cent, high: in the Mississippi Valley. I'JilS IS THE LAST CHAJOE TO WEST AND GROW UP

to the last. A great tide of population

(ROW UP WITH THE COUNTRY. The bo#t haa been k& .*

before land values advance. Full information about the Pacific Southwest will ba givon froe to all ^rho eaU on or send their addresses to

cooing this way. Come now

T™ rACIFIO K9&TSWS8X SKXZO&^TION BOARD,!