Semi-weekly Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 6 July 1897 — Page 2

TRAPPED IN THEIR DEN

Vn Interesting Narrative as Detailed By a Famous Man Known All Through the Sfuth for Courage.

SMted'in thfe office ot the Palace Hotel in Cincinnati, Ohio,,a,feW ejvpnings ago was a stalwart Kentuckiatt* whose, came and) fame as a detective are w$U known in the northeastern, part,,of ihat s^tate. He was horn and rear.ejJ in, the mountains and, on account of his familiarity with the^bits and customs of the hardy people 6f that section he had often been sent by the chief of secret syvice to work .n the country districts. In speaking of ane \f the best cases he had worked on tie 'said: "In the fall of 1S93 I was at the office 3f the Chief in Washington for a few lays after a return trip from Mississippi, Tennessee and the mountains of Kentucky, where 1 had been sent to do some special work, when advices from the opfrative in charge of the Pittsburg district reached the chief saying that he needed the services of a man to assist him in detecting and arresting a gang Df expert counterfeiters located in a small mining town, about 100 miles from the city that, if possible, to send him a •nan who had been reared in the country, and would consequently be the better aualified to go among these men, make their acquaintance, gain their confidence and succeed shortly in doing business with them. Ho reported that his informer would be able to introduce the man gent to the suspected parties, who were considered rough, dangerous men, who would not hesitate to murder a man they suspected of being a government detective. I was immediately instructed by the chief to proceed to Pittsburg by first train. and report to the operative in :harge for duty, he being advised of my coming by telegraph. This was on Mon3ay evening, and Tuesday morning found me in the Smoky City, and, after a hearty breakfast, I proceeded to the

POSTOFFICE BUILDING,

In which was located the operative's office. Upon introducing myself, I learned that I was expected and was in turn introduced to the informer, and the suspicions. and facts in the case related to me to give me an idea of what was expected of me. I found the informer to be a country-bred young man of about 26, but to my'mind lacking the nerve and courage to take such steps as would enable evidence to be secured against the sus^ pects. After an hour I was instructed to take the informer with me and go to the little town, which we did by rail, reaching there during the afternoon. The informer had told me that some one or more of the suspected parties might be around the depot when we arrived, as they knew he was coming back, he having worked them for some time and *ftad been away for two or three days ostensibly on a Visit to a brother in Pittsburg. We then arranged with each other that I shoyld be introduced as a friend of his brother, who had come up with him,- first to look around, and probably locate there if I found light employment, as I did not care to work in the mines. Sure enough, one uf the men was at the depot and seemed glad to see the informer, whom 1 shall call Jack Smith, back again. Jack did not at once introduce me, and I rather lagged behind them as we went across the street to a saloon, and I overheard Jack tell him I was a friend of his brother. whom he had never met before, but seemed to be all right. I then walked 9bout with them into the saloon, when three of the toughest-looking men I had met in many a day came forward and gave Jack a hearty greeting and me an Inouisitive, searching glance. Jack then Introduced me to the four and the bartender 'Billy.' I was introduced as Roberts to Tom Hayes, Bud Hignite, Joe Brady and Sam Sowards, shook 'hands all round, and invited the boys to take something and was not at all surprised when all stepped to the bar as one man. *Ve then sat down and engaged in a game of seven-up for the drinks and Over the cards became better acquainted. After a couple of hours had passed and incidentally several drinks, my friend, Jack Smith, suggested that we had better go and have supper. The crowd demurred Bnd insisted on another game for the drinks and we consented. We then parted after the boys insisting on my calling upon them on the next day after 2 o'clock

AFTER WHICH HOUR

they usually came out'of the mines. Jack Smith and I then went to where he was boarding and I engaged board for a week, retired eairly after instructing Jack to again see the boys that night and learn what they had to say concerning me in general way. I met Jack at breakfast the next morning, ana we took a stroll, »o he could point out the cabin where the boys 'batched' that I might become familiar with the surroundings. He told me that he met them the night before, and that they were all quite taken with me, except Tom Hayes, who seemed not to like me, and wondered what I wanted around there. While Bud I-Iigi\ite was evidently the leader among them, Tom Hayes was more quiet and dangerous, End I looked upon him as sure to be the man I must expect to have trouble with. Shortly after 2 o'clock I went to their cabin, and took a meal with them, prepared by Joe Brady, who was a splendid cook. They did not use a stove, but had a furnace and oven built of brick, with which they could get much more heat. This I noticed particularly. Jack Smith was not with me at this time. I had instructed him that I would tell Bud Hignite and Sam Sowards that he wanted them to be sure and come down to the laloon early in the afternoon, as he wanted them to go to a dance with him that flight. After Tom and Sam had left. Bud, foe and 1 got into a game of poker. A tmall game at first would do, they said, until we learned something of each other's playing, as we started a 10 cent ante with 50 cent limit. I had taken up a Quart of whiskey, which I did not show •intil after Tom and Sam had gone away and we started the game. After playing short time and taking several drinks I had but some seven or eight dollars, and proposed we make it a dollar limit, so I would get a chance to lose $20 or break even pretty soon. They said all right, as money was plenty with them. I said it was not so plenty with me, and would 3o most anything for the stuff, and asked Bud if he knew of anything I could get Into about there by which I could make money easy. He told me that there was the best chance he knew of

RIGHT THERE

to make money if a man had the nerve to go into it. He said he was making more money than himself, and so were r.11 the boys, on the outside than by working in the mines.- He then told me that no believed, and so did Joe and Sam, that was all right, but Tom was a little sus-picious-of me, and wondered ^yhat I was doing around there. I told him I could not tell much about myself. and added •hat a man often haflr to leave where he was well known for a time, that I was 'there for my'healthy and for most anyfti'tri^ else that came up/ and that I Wnfctf:''ftK»ncj\ Bud says: *Yo,u don't want ^y£ Counterfeit money. do you?' .1 told him I didn't want any like the most had seen. He then passed me a dollar \nd said: 'How would you like to have «me like that?' 1 looked it over careuliy, and noticed that it was an excelent counterfeit, and I replied that I .vould like to have a bushel of them, that hey were all right. He then told me he new where a man could get all he want* in one hundred dollar lots at the rate cf $25 for $100. I at once became intercst•tl, and told him I would like to have

He said that I could not get less than t: hundred, nor could he get that unless he knew I was all right. I then asked him how I could prove myself to he all right, and he said by parsing come of them, that it would also pay mc well, as I could get half for passing. I told him 1

••Masai

was .afraid he wanted to get m© in trouble. He said he was not, and that we would take $3 each, himself. Joe and I,

_.Jk and go down town and see if it would

CLEVER CAPTURE OF fl GftNG OF DESPERATE ^aes\as only gone about half an hour, when he came in with ten of the silver dollars and showed them to me, and asked Joe and I to come on, and we went down town and stepped into a store, when Bud bought some cigars and passed one of the dollars. We walked into a saloon then and had a drink with Joe, who passed the dollar all right. I then told them I had to go to my room for a heavier coat, that I was chilly, and I would meet them at the other saloon in a few minutes, where Tom, Sam and Jack were.

COUNTERFEITERS AT PITTSBURG, PS.

10CATIK THE SPDEl'OUS COIN

Bud told Joe to go and he would go with me, and we would be back in a few minutes. Bud then said to me as we walked along: -You see how easy it is to pass And told me the only way I could get in would be to take and shove some of it. This I agreed to do, so he gave me four

OF THE DOLLARS

to shove, and told me that half what I got in change would be mine that he would divide on the other half with his friends from whom he got the stuff. I, of course, never passed any of the money. I provided myself with other dollars, marked the counterfeit ones so I could identify them and kept them. Bud and I then went to the saloon and Jack Smith and all the crowd, and we all attended a country dance that night and had a rousing time, such as can only be had at a mining place. Tom Hayes and I got along very well together that night I exerted myself to gain his favor, and it happened that we each took a fancy to two young ladies who we met there, who were sisters, and accompanied them home after the ball was over. Thus we were thrown with each other on our way to their shanty, where Jack and I remained for awhile. On the way I told Tom my experience of the afternoon with Bud and Joe about the counterfeit coin. He then said: "Roberts, you may have noticed that I have appeared rather suspicious of you.' I answered that I had, but could not see why he felt so. He then said: 'Bud is our leader, and if he has put you on in this it goes, but you had better act square.' I finally convinced him that I was straight. After we reached the cabin we all lay down to sleep at about 3 in the morning. I never once took a nap, fearing some treachery. At 6 o'clock all got up and Joe prepared breakfast. During this time Bud and I thought of the stuff. I told him it was all right, and I wanted J100 at once. He said: "No you must shove $20 before I can get tne $100 for you, and when you get it you go to some other town to pass it.' I told him he must let me have $10 then and I would try my luck to-day and try to pass the $20 by Friday, so I could get the $100 Saturday night that I would take $100 eaoh week. After breakfast they went to work in the mines and Jack and I went back to town, and each of us marked the coins I got from Bud and placed them away. I got my proper change during the day, and at night went to the cabin and divided with Bud, and he gave me more of the

COUNTERFEIT. DOLLARS,

and told me to have my $25 ready Saturday night and he would have his friend meet me at their cabin and make the deal. As I now,', had made the arrangements to make the deal, and was also satisfied the plant was on the premises, I at once communicated with the operative at Pittsburg, giving him the status of affairs, the names of the parties, so he coul swear out warrants for their arrest and a search warrant for the premises, and got a couple of deputy United States marshals to come and make the arrest. They arrived aSturday morning, when I knew all the boys would be in the mines and I met them at a hotel and reported verbally as to how matters stood. We then agreed that I should go ahead and make the deal that night, as I had agreed that the operative and two marshals would be in hiding where they could see me approach and leave the house. If I was successful when I came out I was to raise my hat as a signal that all was well. The point that is considered dangerous was now almost reached. Some hours would intervene, but any one knowing that this might probably be the last time he would see the sun go down naturally would feel a little anxious for the business to be over with. As the days end now so they did then, and at 7 clock I went alone to the cabin and there met all four of the men. I said, 'Hello, Bud! Where's your friend? He hasn't gone back on us, has he?' They all seemed to be rather gruff, and I drew out my bottle of liquor and all hands took a drink. Then a game of cards was proposed, and we played until near 9 o'clock, when I became tired and

SAID I GUESSED

their friend was not coming. Bud then asked me if I came prepared to buy the stuff. I told him I had. He then struck his breast with his fist and said, 'I am, too. Let's do business.' He told Joe to bring the stuff. Joe went to where a lot of bedding was lying in a pile in one corner of the room, and came back with quite a large bag, and placed it on the table. I counted out my twenty-five, while Bud and Joe counted out a hundred, and Joe put the bag bac«v wliere he got it. As he was about to sit down at the table Tom Hayes began cursing me, and calling me all the names he could think of, and accusing me of being a detective. We all pushed back, and s?oon as I could get up I denied the accusation and punctuated the denial with a well directed blow, catching him just under the chin. He fell like he had been shot, and I jumped upon him and blacked both his eyes, and he soon cried enough. All the others were laughing, and Bud came up and shook hands with me, saying: •He's "fell right, boys. He's one of us. We can trust him. Tom got up by this time and came forward. I didn't know just what to expect, so assumed a defensive attitude. He smiled and put out his hand, and, taking mine in his, turned to the boys and said: 'I'd trust my life with Roberts.' We all took a drink then, and I was allowed to take my hundred in coin and leave, after making arrangements to come for another hundred on the next Saturday night. When I left the cabin I backed out, and tipped my hat as I turned. When I was some distance away I halted, and turning, noticed the operative and marshals approaching the cabin. They took the occupants by surprise, and had them handcuffed almost before they knew what had happened. They made a search of the premises, and discovered almost $300 in counterfeit coin, the molds and complete outfit, and took the prisoners to jail. At the examining trial, when the prisoners noticed me, they waived examination, and were each held under $1,000 bail bend, which they failed to give, and weje remanded to prison. At the following term of court each was sentenced to serve five years in the penitentiary. My life was saved by promptly knocking Tom Hayes down and giving him a good beating."

WREATHS.

Just a wreath of meadow daisies. Woven by a childish hand. To adorn some tattered straw bat

That long since has lost its bandr, has kept some busy fingers Out of mischief for an hour, And the little maid who weaves it

Is herself the fairest flower.

Next, a wreath of forest flowers Culled to crown tine queen of May 'Tin our little meadow maiden,

Who is just thirteen to-day. How the forest rings with laughter! How the wild flowers scent the air! Children roam from morn till evening

Without thought of work or care. 'Tis a wreath bf orange blossoms That now rests upon her brow. As she stands beside her lover

While they take the marriage vow. She. the queen of all the village. Now begins her wedded life All who know her feel assured

Sue will make the truest wife. Last, a wreath of pale white liliet By* some loving hand is.made. And above her silent bosom

On the coffin lid is laid

Pure white lilies, fitting emblem 7 ,, OC her life so pure and bright— Snehas changed her wreath of flowers

For* a crown of fadeless light.

& COSTI-Y FOOD FOB *9 UBS.

I'-EREE HAUTE EXPRESS, TUESDAY MORNHNG. JULY 6, io^.

High Prices That Prevailedjii* the California Restaurants intboee Days. If* life was not all "cakes and ale" among the 43ers if among the vast majority the daily menu waft: limited to "slapjacks," "hard tack,'\,, .''coffee and beans," occasionally diversi^ed by an unfortunate jack rabbit or quail, .whose misplaced confidence in manjsipd brought them too early to the pot the hardy miner, neither was it entirely- devoid of luxuries in' living, for those wnose appetitnes were on a par with their financial ability to gratify them. San Francisco the luxuriously inclined swore wont to seek habitation, whether "for legitimate or illegitimate reasons) w© need not now stop to inquire. Opportunity for self indulgence of appetite was.-n$Jt wanting from the very beginning ofi, icings, provided, as already hinted at, that good digestion, while waiting on appetite, was supplemented by a sufficient supply of "sheckels" to give practical reign to its indulgence. Where the gambler flourished in all his glory, and the glint and glitter of gold passing from hand to hand on all sides was too common to excite observation or comment, it need not be wondered at that no limit of price put upon the "goqd things of life" would prevent men enjoying them. Even among the adventurous and hardy "gold hunters" tho yearnig for the fleshpots, which they had left 'behind them, did not pass unassauged when opportunity offered, no matter though the rate to be paid therefor was one far beyond the bounds of what they had been reared to believe was more than the "height of extravagance." Recalling a scene in illustration of this fact, the writer may mention an incident of the month of July, 1849. Encamped with his companions upon the banks of the Sacramento, where Sacramento City was just beginning to take on the sembience of a town in the stages of gmbryonic form, he witnessed the arrival of a daring speculator who had come all the way from the mission of San Jose with a wagon load of potatoes and onions for sale. In less than thirty minutes every onion and potato. had found a purchaser at the upset price of $1 per pound, while the venturesome speculator started back a richer but probably no wiser man than when he conceived the profitable venture. But it is of the hotels and hostelrles of San Francisco in 1849 and the early 50's that this paper is intended to recall, in the belief that the wide contrast between the cheap luxurious living of to-day and the prices of that early period may not be devoid of general public interest. Perhaps in no other aspect nor from any other point of view was the composite and cosmopolitan character of the population of San Francisco at that time more strikingly exemplified than through the national nomenclature of the restaura'nfs of that day, as well as the national personality of their enterprising proprietors. If there was this wide variety of nationality of hotels and restaurants, with their concomitants of varied national characteristics in cookery, there was a singular sameness in prices, no matter whence he came- or what the nationality of the host. Theirs was a tariff ^or revenue only, "which home industries hail to pay for, and against which there

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no pro

tection." Notwithstanding the fact that there were cattle in countless herds upon "a thousand hills" in those days, though game was in abundance and the water teemed with fish, yet all these common needs were not yet brought to the market in sufficient quantity to make them other than luxuries. Of vegetables there were practically none. To put it as a writer in the "Annals of San Francisco" sentimentally stated it, "In 1849 the announcement of a real cabbage for dinner would have set half of the population frantic with strangely stirred appetites." The justification of this seemingly exaggerated remark will be found in the perusal of some of the hotel bills of fare of that day, where the potato figures of hardly less value than "a golden appie of Hesperides" and a plate of cabbage costs 50 cents. In one sense, at least, "cabbagQ heads" wer.e far less,common in those days thari they are now, saying nothing about the other slang sense of the expression—since a nickel will buy a whole one sold at retail big enough to feed a whole modern boarding house if fairly supplemented by its legitimate ally, the toothsome corned beef. The old adobe '"City Hall," wljich stood on the southwest corner of Kearny and Clay streets, was the first hotel of pretentions and character erected in San' Francisco. It was built in 1S46. In the days of its greatest glory—in 1849—its bill of fare embraced ducks and quail at from $2 to $5 each, salads $1 to $2, and eggs from 75 cents to $1 each. The PaQter .Jlouse, which stood on Kearny street^wh^re the new Hall of Justice is about bping erected, was built in 1848-49 by Robert A. Parker. It was a two-and-a-half Sjtprjf wooden building, the lumber in it^ construction costing $600 per thousand feet. It went down in the first great flffe*tf December 24, 1749, while under gfenei%l rental mainly to gamblers at $15,0§ff -a?itaonth. Rebuilt in the spring of 1750 it weni® down once again, and finally, on Maiy ti, 1850, in the second great conflagration, that being the very day upon whiuh Jt was completed. While the name was= l,j erally legion of the Italian osterief, C^erman wirthschafts, French cabarets, Spanish firidas, Chinese chow-chUws, '^American, English and other restaurants, at every one of which prices were charged that would stagger the rich and welMcept habitues of the palace of to-day, the so-called first-stop hotels were neither conspicuous in dimensions nor numerous. "Top highwater" mark was supposed to have been reached when the Ward House was built and opened, in the autumn of 1849. It was situated on Clay street, opposite the middle of the old plaza, and, although then regarded as an inspiring and luxurious affair, would to-day hardly pass for a third-rate beer saloon. It was the favorite place of resort and indulgence for the elite of that day, however.

NOW THEY DON'T SPEAK.

A Little Mistake In Friendly Advice Canted All the Trouble. "Don't you and Agnes speak to each other now?"* asked the prettier girl of the two, as a third maiden swept indignantly past them, '"and, by the way, she wasn't at the Waitell's dance, was she?"

The other girl smiled repressedly and threw a forgiving glance after the retreating figure. "No, she said, demurely, "and that why we don't speak. She blames, me for having to stay away. I never do a really kind action but somebody turns against me." "•What did you do for Agnes?" inquired the pretty girl, keenly, "did you lend her that awful purple waist of yours, or—** "No," was the quiet response, "I didn't. But she had such a bad' cold the day of the dance that her nose wag awfully red, and I was so sorry for her. I told her that grandma always cured me, when I was like that, with a hot foot bath. It leaves your face just lovely and white, you know. 80 I went home with Agnw, and fixed the bath ready for he^ and she said she could just feel her nose getting whiter, so she kept her feet in the water for an hour. It did her lots of good. But there! She always was ungrateful, anyway. The next day she wouldn't,JsPfafc to me." !. "Why," queries the pretty girlci^riously, "what did you do to her?" ~, "Nothing." responded the othei* girl, more demurely than ever. "It was what I didn't do that made her mad. You see I forgot to tell her that

mustard^ater

always blisters tender feet if you keep them in just a^mite too long, and-she didn't go to the dance because he* feet were so sore by the times she took them out thftt she couldn't get even .her bed room slippers op. And now she t»|ames me because her skin is so sensitive.^

Responsible For It.

Cook cracks our china, chips our glass. And I will beta dime She is the personage who maaefeti

The famotis nick of Time. i-

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Buy the MORNIKG EXPRESS.

HAY WAS mSHR'S POET

THE AMBASSADOR TO ST. JAMES MADE BOILING AN0 BURNING VERSE.

HIS POWERS

KB*

UNRESTRAINED

No Pent-Up Pike County Restrained Hl» Powers or limited the Flight of His Fanoy.

We poets, 'in our youth begin in gladness. But thereof come Sn the end despondency and madness.—Wordsworth.

For my voice. I have lost it with holloing and feteging of anthems.—King Henry VI.

And this is the real reason why Colonel John Hay did not furnish a poem for the Queen's jubilee. There may have been others, but the fact remains of the disappointment. The attempt to find in his volume of published poems something appropriate to the occasion is also, but not likewise, a disappointment. The search, in fact, would be full of delicate little surprises—if the surprises were, always delicate, which they are not. There are forty-six poems in the volumes. The first four are Pike county ballads, "Jim Bludso," "Little Breeches," "Banty Tim" and "The Mystery of Gilgal." These furnish the title to the volume and the popular idea of Colonel Hay as a poet.

But there are others, wherein

Smiles and sighs and loving eyes In changeful beauty shine, And shed their beams on youth gay dreams

Of Love and Song and Wine.

The lines and "Youth's gay dreams o£ love and song and wine" are the ambassador's. He never let them grow cold before he put them into print, either. Flaunting flowers of flaming passion in rank profusion grew in the hotbed of his fancy, and so the task of wreathing a garland for the queen from the material on hand is at best uncertain. WHIle there are none of these poems that really need warming over, they are all, nevertheless, somewhat inappropriate to the occasion. "Queen," abstractly and adjectively, occurrs frequently in our ambassador's published poems, as in his lines "At Sunset:"

Sweet eyes whose proud, dark splendor Is melted in love's soft beams. The still queen-features glorious

In the dawn of love's first gleams} Imperial lips In the dear eclipse Of passion's tropical dreams.

Dear Heaven! to hear the rose-lip* Breathe falteringly my name, To see the soft cheek flushing

With the joy of maiden shame! And feel the bliss Of her passionate kiss Touch every vein to flame.

It is quite evident that Queen Victoria was never thought of in this connection, but some other queen, perhaps "Blondine," to whom (p. 139) he writes a testimonial—she is a woman and not a proprietary article—and says: I wandered through a careless world,

Deceived when not deceiving, And never gave an idle heart The rapture of believing The smiles, the sighs, the glancing eyes

Of many hundred comers Swept by me, light as rose-leaves blown From long forgotten summers.

Still another queen he tells of in "In the Firelight:" Days long ago, when in her eye»

The only heaven I cared for lay, When from our thoughtles paradise All care and toil dwelt far away When Hope in wayward fancies throve,

And rioted in secret sweets Beguiled by Passion's dear deceits— The mysteries of maiden love. One year hiid passed, since first my sight

Was gladdened by her girlish charms, When on a rapturous summer night I clasped her in possessing arms.

On almost the net page he confesses a new queen, blonde, but not 'Blondlne. Her name is Elsie and the title of the poem is, "How It Happened. His explanation is not satisfactory. He says:

I really could not help it— Before I thought, 'twas dOnw» 1 There is not much to pardon— For why were your lips so red?

The blonde hair fell in a shower of gola From the proud, provoking head. And the beauty that flashed from the splendid eyes,

And played round the tender mouth, Rushed over my soul like a warm sweet wind ,,

That blows from the fragrant South, And where, after all, is the harm done? I believe we were made to be gay, And-all of youth not given to love

Is vainly squandered away.

In concluding the explanation, the ambassador says to the blonde lSlsie: The ghost of my kisses shall touchfyour lips And kindle your heart to flame.

And still there are other queens: "Una," blonde, of course, and alas and alack: ..

She was so near and Heaven so far, the ambassador says. Further details he gives in these lines: Our love to fullness in silence nursed,

Grew calm as morning when through the gate Of the glimmering east the sun has burst

With his hot life filling the waiting air.

And it is this calm love, as per sample simile, that finds expression in the ensuing stanza of regret, wherein Her dead love comes like a passionate ghost.

Alas, for this "calm love!" alas, for "Una." The one fair woman beneath the sun.

She is not the only blonde in Colonel Hay's book. The next of her kind-and still more klnd-*flgures in the poem "Regardant." Herein Colonel Hay confesses very frankly "How It Happened." The name is, however, diplomatically reserved. She may have been "Elsie" or "Blondine" or There is a whole poem "Lines to ," and it may have been he does not say. Of her, however, our dignified representative at the court of St. James wrote: As I lay at your feet that afternoon

Little we spoke—you sat and'mused. Humming a sweet, old-fashioned tune.

And I

worshipped you. with a sense confused Of the good time gone and the bad on the

Whiley'my hungry eyes your face perused To catch and brand on my soul for aye

The subtle smile which had grown my Drinking11sweet poison, hushed lay Till the sunset shimmered athwart tne

I rose'uMto. You stood so fair And dim in the dead day's tender gloom All at once as ever I was aware

Flashed from you on me a warm sweet

Of nassion and power: in the silence there I fell on my knees, like a lover, or slave, With my wild hands clasping your slender

And* my'lips, with a sudden frenzy

madman's

kiss .on your girdle Pressed.

An^Tfelt

your

calm heart's quickening

And your soft hands on me one minute rest, jri 'a les reiftihfeeent mood bur minister tells "of '*A Woman's Love." The sad storfr fcf her past life this woman tells to a sentinel angel hi purgatory. She says, terse and to the point: -"'j 1 loved-and. blind with passionate love, Love brought me down to death and death .jfe ,:' to hell.

She asks to be allowed to go tack on earth a few minutes:

fireat snirit! Let me see my love again, And comfort him one b6ur, and I were To pay1" thousand years ot fire and pain.

Her evident earnestness impressed the angel and he let her go. She found her lover at a summer resort with another elrl and he seemed quite comfortable. She used her return. coupon immediately and. when fche got to hell again, tolA the sentinel all about her trlu. .y 4

She sobbed, I found him by the summer sea. Reclined his head upon a maiden's kneeShe curled his hair and kissed him. Woe

Is me!

Then she declares in substance that hereafter hell Is good enough for her. to which the angel, in three lines, assents. Sometimes our minister plenipotentiary and ambassador extraordinary is touched with remorse. He tells about it in a poem called "Remorse." It is the kind of remorse quite popular in some diplomatic circles: 1 Sad is the thought bf sunniest days t»-

Of love and rapture perished.

But saddest Is thd tfiought ^f joys That never yet were tastfed. Deep mourns the soul In anguiStfed pride

For the pitiless death that wbn t.henv1But the saddest wall is for Hps' that died With the virgin dew upon them.,

Lagrimas," as the title suggests, is in words wet with woe: God send me tears!

Loose the fierce band that binds my tired brain. Give me the melting heart of other years

And let me weep again! This may be on account of another experience, which he explains in "Too Late."

On your life and my own. "Guy of the Temple" Is a strong poem, but thoroughly unsuited to such a quiet affair as the Diamond jubilee. In it, however, is material for many poems. The lines: Dear God! The slow horror Of crowns of thorny iron maddening tne brows. May have furnished Amelia Rives with the form of prayer and William J. Bryan with the much-mixed metaphor that made them famous. The former may also have found some inspiration in the following lines from "Guy of the Temple."

Oh, happy twilight in the leafy glooms. When in the growing dust the winsome And maiden graces that all day have kept Us twain and separate, melted away In bushing silence, and my love was mine, Utterly, utterly with clinging arms And quick caressing fingers, warm red

WherePSvows, half uttered, drowned Jn kisses, died Mine with the starlight in her passionate

Whil^we' under the stars, with twining arms And mutual lips insatiate, gave our souls— Madly forgetting earth and heaven—to •E love.

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There are

many

other poems in the vol

ume published by Colonel John Hay. back in 1871. before he thought of being an ambassador, but none that could be revised for the jubilee. .-»•

TEACHING BY PHONOGRAPH.

Novel Scheme of a New York Professor of Uangnages to Save Labor. The phonograph, which has passed through many commercial vicissitudes, has proved itself a most practical and valuable device in a field originally unthought of. For the last five years a New York professor of languages has taught various tpngues by phonograph in all parts of the world, but especially in South America and Mexico. He furnishes a text book say tor Epaniards to learn English, arranged in twenty lessons. These Jessons are also given in his own voice on twenty cylinders. Accompanying these transcribed cylinders are twenty blank ones. The graphophone, which is a variation of the phonograph, is found a convenient instrument to send to the pupil. There is also sent a cylinder containing a lesson in any language with a chapter or scene from a comeay or a novel, or with a song or a ballad. Blank cylinders for the return messages or recitations cost twenty cents apiece. The pupil, thus equipped, opens the book at the first lesson, puts the tubes into his ears and starts the machine slowly. He repeats this practice on any passage, again and again, more and more rapidly, until he is thoroughly familiar with every intonation and accent. Having in this way mastered the first lesson he puts one of the blank cylinders in the machine and answers the questions of the lesson. This cylinder, inclosed in a little box, goes back to the teacher, who, with a stenographer by his side, listens to the recitation and dictates his corrections and criticism. The letter apd cylinder go back to the pupil, who compares his own utterances "with the original cylinder at the points indicated in the teacher's letter and is enabled to tell wherein his defect lie3 and lipw to cure it. Over 1,000 phonographs have been sold for this purpose. Its immense value as a teacher lies in the fact that it never yrearies and will go on repeating the same passages either with the same or varied intonation for thousands of times, if necessary, so that the pupil can learn by assiduous practice to reproduce the finest shades of inflection and thus acquire a purity of accent that could only be otherwise attained by long residence in the country where the language is spoken. An extension of this idea, which has already taken shape, is the giving of vocal lessons by phonograph. This, however, is a much more complex matter, and it is doubtful whether it can be made more than a qualified success. One of the most vital things in singing is color, and this is just what most phonographs fail to reproduce. If an instrument can be made that can be relied upon to do this the burden of vocal teaching can be greatly lightened, and American students of singing can enjoy a European course of tuition without needing to cross the opean for it.

LOST HIS TIPS.

A Pullman Porter Who Was Forcibly Carried From His Prey. The long bow had been drawn by some master hands before it came the exspeculator's turn to make a showing. "Of course I had a variety of experiences," he began, "while I was chasing a fortune in the great southwest. Perhaps as odd a one as any of them was this one in northern Texas. A few of us were building a naVrow gauge railroad to open up a new section and put some land on the market. At the same time a broad-gauge line was being constructed through that portion of the state. Along a stretch of about five miles we happened to secure the same right of way, a keen old fankec taking pay from both of us. Neither road would yield, it would take too long to fight the matter out in the courts, and we compromised by layins the narrow gauge between the rails of the broad gauge, arranging time tables with a view of avoiding accidents. Things went along without a clash for about six weeks, when I started oyer our road as the guest of the engineer. He was showing me the paces of the locomotive and while we were fairly flying ovet- the Common right of way we. saw thrdugB the dim light of early morning that

immense sleeper was coming to

wards us at no less than a mile a minute. It had become detached from the train ahead and was scooting down grade! There was no time to reverse or attempt a retrpat. The engineer set his teeth, pulled' her Wide open and shot through the slisefier afe though it was a fog bank. We cut out the broad aisle as slick as a saw could have done, raked the ends of a few seats, caught the porter up on the smoke suck and flew on without checking speed. Not a passenger was hurt, but the porter sued for $6 000 'Hurt?' No, but he lost the trip, don't you see? and tips were tips in those days."

A Simple Explanation.

"When did Mr. Hardpay tell you to call again?" "He didn't tell me to call again. "He ain't dead is he?" ?, "No. sir he's got a sore throat. gjp

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HOW BILLY MAH0NE WAS OUTWITTED BY VIRGINIA COLLEGE STUDENTS.

HAD FDN WITH THE GEHEBAL

Greased

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Ralls, and Mahone's Cngla*

Waii "DWtalaeA! tj&ti] 'th6 Was Oi^er add the Boys Returned. (jr^n. "Billy" Mahone. the fast-fighting' Virginian, never lowered hii flag voluntarily in the face: of an enemy but once in his eventful life. That was when a lot of college studepts got after him dowq in southwestern Virginia in the earl/, seventies. The general wai then presi* dent of the lately consolidated line oi railway from Norfolk to Bristol. Within ten miles of AbtngdQn, this way, is lo« Emory and Henry, redolent in name oi the piety of Bishop Emory and the patriotism of Patrick Henry. At the period mentioned there was a "salt train" that used to pass the college en route from Saltville to Bristol daily at an hour that enabled the students to ride on it down to Abingdon, where some of them vis ited the girls at tho female colleges of the town. The others usually visited th« local jag foundry, and returned to collegt to enliven its classic quietude with whoops and yells not required by the Cic« eronian cult of oratory nor found in th« preparatory discipline for Demosthenean declamation. The college authorities were anxious to break up the Abingdon excursions, but they ran by a sort of ancient prescription, and the,faculty hesitated to taboo them outright. They resorted to strategy, and got Geri. Mahone to quietly order the salt train to scoot past tho college station, oblivious to all signals and defiant of past custom. The first afternoon that the train frisked by nnd left the callow collegians amazed and disgusted they considered a mishap only, due perhaps to some demand of urgency upon the engineer to meet a new schedule. The second day they were left in a like plight, and this time they were neither chary nor Christian in their objurgations. It was evident to them that they

WERE THE VICTIMS

of a conspiracy. A caucus resulted in the sending forth a special commission to ferret out the mystery and spot the miscreants. That evening three of the boys set out for Saltville. At Glade Spring they loaded up with the ticklers of old Hiram Thompson's best bug-juice. When they reached Saltville they soon got the engineer of the salt train in tow arid headed for Floyd's reserve, where nightly carousals with a loose and lushy crowd of countrymen could be found. The engineer got boozy enough to give the whole game away, and next morning the special commissioners reported throughout college and campus that General Mahone was in league, with the faculty to "shoot the train" and deprive the boy a of their time-honored privileges. A midnight caucus was held by the ringleader! of college devilment In general and ways and means proposed to circumvent th« doughty general and the faculty. For more than a week there had been a atu dent riot breeding over a dozen firkltis of rancid butter that had been imported bs one of the college rectories. Some shrewd student proposed that both grievances b« dealt with at the same time. It was re« solved to "bring the butter and the bullgine" together, and soon the knockers-uu were summoning from their beds the. reliable spirits who could be trusted tot such an adventure as that in hand. A half hundred willingly responded. It did not take long to force the door of ths springhouse and yank out half a dozes firkins of butter strong enough to stall any train in the land. A hundred hand were soon busy spreading the

offensive

grease along the rails of the track until they were smeared for half a mile eithei way from the college station. The fasl southern express train was due alonj about daylight, and the boys washed uj in the spring branch and went back to their quarters to await the racket. Soon the train's headlight came over the grade from Glade Spring, and presently ther« was heard

A WHIRR AND WHIZZ

of wheels, the frantic snorts of the en« gine, then a dead standstill for the traiif and a long whistle for help from the engineer. He had run out of sand and wa spinning on the grease. The train cre'W were soon out hunting more sand,, and throwing dirt and gravel on the raijs at the engine painfully pinched along with the heavy train. All hands were making the morning air lurid with variegated profanity, and speedily this was reinforced by the special and sundry euneingg of the awakened and disgusted passengers. It took the train Just two hours to get away from the buttered rails, and it took General Mahone only a few hours more to cover the space on a special engine between Lynchburg and the college. His arrival was greeted by an ovation by the students, and the madder ha showed himself to be tho wilder grew the cheers and chaff of the college boys. A hurried consultation with the faculty wras followed by a request from tho general to have speech with the students. He mounted the platform at the station and proceeded to declaim against "the outrage" perpetrated on interstate com-' merce, '"the crime" against the United? States mails, and so forth but the boys laughed and jeered more exasperatingly as the general grew more vehement and swung his old white hat to punctuate his points. At length, almost frothing at the mouth, the general shouted: '"What do you want "The salt train I" replied 200 voices as that of one big giant. "AVeil, by —, you may have it. Goodby!"

Leaping onto the engine, the General pulled out on the back journey, and the boys had no more trouble about the schedule of the salt train.

WHAT JEALOUSY HOES.

In Many Instances It Is Really the Pacs That Kills. One of the commonest kinds of a pace that kills Is jealousy. A jealous woman, in common with every other creature who dissipates, if she encourages that jealousy defeats her own object. Take the woman who by habit is suspiciously watchful of her husband and the women he meets. She fears these other women may uturp her place in his admiration, respect, affection. etc. And if she is unwise, aa many jealous women are, she thinks and says irritating things reflecting upon the man's probity and the women's loos -, tempers and characters. The phyci-i«'ns say that the entertainment of jealousy really has a disorganizing effect upon the body, and certainly It Is disturbing to ths mind. A jealous woman who may have been lovely as a May morning through indulgence of her fears begins to "become, from the moment at which she first suspects, the very object which will driv« away her husband's regard. Jealousy guarantees biliousness. Riliousuesf. makes bad temper, cross worda. These, too, are disturbing to the cook, and sht sends bad food to the table. The man can't eat it, and his business wrong all day. A jealous, bilious wtp/han is_J» bad mother. She upsets the chWurtfn. .and money has to be paid out fof mefliclni for them.

Domestic jealousy is a pace that kill*. Professional or business jeoIOUSV kills The woman who whispers a convenient detrimental word about an associate intc the ear of her patron or employer may benefit for a day. In the end, he coneludes, that she is untrustworthy.

A remarkable account of the flight of the homing pigeon is communic.ttcd hy the premier of New Zealand to a cQlonlnl* paper. He states that one hird flew rrom Victoria to New Zealand in three The distance is about 1.0W mil?'*, and bird roust have flown withOUf a rest iif a ,, tpeed of about fiftee-n mile* an hour.

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