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THE DAILY JOURNAL, EHIBMAN CUT KI OUT Publisher. PULTTSMODTH, NEBRASKA. It lx?gins to look as if the emperor would have to strip Li Hung: Chang down to trunks and tennis shoes. Rice seems tobe a very good diet to rear fighting- warriors on, according to the latent advices from the Orient. The Knglish language as it is printed is being- enriched every day. To "un employment" has succeeded "disem ployment," and now comes "motoreer" for motorman. Dk. Pakkhi kst continues to harry the feelings of Superintendent Byrnes and calls for the selection of a thoroughly military man as the head of the New York police force. Theke is a falling off in the num ber of students entering- Princeton col lege this year, and it is attributed to the fame achieved by hazing- in that institution last year. Not even foot ball has been able to offset this bad eminence. Experiments show that a grain of wheat reproduces forty-fold. Every pound should bring- forty. It, there fore, follows that much of our seed wheat is wasted when we sow one and one-fourth bushels an acre, and get from ten to t went v. A representative of the French government has started for Madagas car to have an understanding with the Hova government. The same am ltassador had an understanding with the king of Siam, the result being that that country is now little better than a French dependency. The boa I'd of awards of the world "e fair, or the committees acting under it, examined over 200,000 exhibits and made 23,750 awards, from which only five ajjeals were made. That is certainly a creditable showing-. There are ordinarily more appeals than that over the awards at a county show. Ocr country needs to study the sys tem of forest guardianship practiced in Europe and Canada. The protection provided for in Germany, for instance, is almost perfect. The American pioneers have been a vandal people, cutting away forests without rhyme or reason, and paving the way for the very desolation from which their descendants are suffering. Pekegkine must be a girl's name ii Pitt6burg, for the Pittsburg Despatch speaks of Peregrine White, the lirst white child born in New England as she." Perhaps the oddest mishap that ever befell the name of Peregrine happened in a London newspaper ac count of the funeral of the duke of Wellington, wherein Sir Peregrine Maitland appeared among the mourn ers as Sir Peregrine Pickle. The arrest of Captain Henry How gate, formerly chief of the weather bureau at Washington, in New York, a..r a thirteen years search, con "tirmsuhe theory that the safest hiding place is"iri" tt ineti-opolis. Howgate, after embezzring $360,000 of govern ment funds, disappeared in IHl'J. The secret service agents of the govern ment have beeti, in search for him in every part of the inhabitable globe, but without success. liv mutual agreement this country and Great Britain J undertook to pro tect the Behring ' sea seal fisheries from poachers and pirates of all na tions whatsoever. The United States has maintained a fleet of nine vessels in the service at a cost of $400,000. while Great Britain has kept but one vessel at a nominal cost. Owing to England's failure to do her part the patrol has been ineffective, nearly every poaching sealer getting awaj. heavily laden with skins. France has at least the virtue of lerseverance in her colonizing efforts, and the army of 5.00J she is about to send to Madagascar to take posses sion of that island will lj able to hold the capital beyond doubt. Four of the coast towns are now in French possession, and from these a success ful advance can be made. But Mada gascar in area is equal to four or five American states and is covered with dense forests. It will ba a long time before France can open any large por tion of its territory to settlers. Governor O'Brien of Newfound land is credited with being in favor of annexing to the United States rather than to Canada. Newfoundland is not, as many suppose, a province of Canada, like New Brunswick, Nova Scotia, Ontario, etc., but is separate and independent save in a certain ill defined allegiance it owes to Great Britain. The shabby treatment re ceived from the home government in the French shore matter has tended to alienate the Newfoundlanders so that it would scarcely require much more than a crook of Uncle Sam's lin ger to induce the codfishing country to liecome a part of us. WrriioLT in the least derogating from the credit due to sanitarians for the great work they have in many ways accomplished for society, it is certainly not out of place to hint that it is just possible they have made some mistakes, and that their science is yet far from having sjioken its last word. When a store is crowded with cus tomers an impression is created that something is being sold there worth the buying. For this reason the crowd attracted to a store by adver tising usually att racks another crowd. It is now said that the composer of "Sweet Marie wrote the song after having lost heavily at poker, and when a natural fit of sadness had fallen upon him. If poker is to be responsible for such attacks as this it will soon be given a death blow. The trip around the world costt little more in these days than people spend on a trip to Europe. And those who go around this year have the prospect of meeting with adventures in the war-liko Orient levond those to be hoped for in times of peace. MATRONS AND MAIDS. A FEW HINTS TO THE GIRL WHO IS ENCAGED. Who Follow IMa Advice Will K Be loved f Ail Who Know Her Flow to Sweep a Boom She Most Be Home maker Still Various Iteripe. It Yon Are Encaged. This thoughtful paper is intended not for the young person who has many scalps dangling from her belt and many "engagement rings gleam ing on her hand. It is exclusively for the young woman who has but one fiance on her hands, and that one a serious" one. It is probable, such is the unkind ness of fate, that she is separated from the young man whose ring she wears. She will do well, says the New York Herald, not to make her self obnoxious to her family by in dulging in long reveries and tits of absent-mindedness. She will endear herself more to the members of the household if she doesn't sulk every time she happens to fail to receive a letter from him." Her family is not to blame either for the young- man's derelictions or the delay of the mail trains. It is scarcely fair to her mother that she should be so ab sorbed in thoughts of "him" that she should absent-mindedly place the cut glass dish in empty air or carefully secrete the dusters in the china closet. Her father will also appreci ate it if she does not cut a hole in the middle of the newspaper tariff article in order to get the sentimental poem from the back of the sheet. She may endear herself to her brothers and sisters by not becoming enraged whenever their fraternal feeling leads them to tease her. If the j-oung man is on the scene of 'action there are many rules to be ob served. She should not relate to him all the family quarrels, drag the fam ily skeleton out of its closet, and still expect him to have the high regard for her kindred which he displa3-ed before. She should not, on the other hand, feel aggrieved because her mother says that "it's a pity Charley is so thin," or her sister observes that she had never noticed Charley's freckles until such and such a time. The family is not wearing- rose-colored glasses just because she happens to be. It is not wise to see '-hiin" too often. In the first place it will grow tiresome for the family. And in the second place it will grow tiresome to him and her. It will do that eventu ally anywaj; but it is wise to delay the evil time as long as possible. She will enjoy his society and he hers for a much longer period if they do not betrin by seeing too much of each other. Satiety and boredom go hand in hand. Reconciliations are delightful epi sodes in engagements, but the wise young woman knows that anything which is too common loses its savor and charm. Therefore she avoids too frequent reconciliations by avoiding too frequent quarrels. She does not banish all her old friends, men and women, in order to devote all her time to "-him." Friends who are dropped during engagements have an unpleasant habit of refusing to be picked up again when the lovers begin to weary of their solitude a deux. It is therefore well never to drop them. On the other hand, she will be wise not to ignore 'him' for other people. He may resent it. If he ignores her there is no question about the resent ment. It is sure, swift, and terrible. There is one thing which the en gaged girl must realize that no mat ter what sentimentalists may write of the beauty and joy of the period be tween the proposal and the marriage ceremony there is tiothing less agreeable, more worrying to both persons, more productive of boredom and disillusionment than Ions' en gagements. The -constant" lover is born about once in a century and gen erally dies before attaining the age of reason. Therefore it is wise for her not to put her own constancy or his" to too great a test. Order a a Fetich. A house in which there is no orderly routine is a very uncomfortable place, no doubt, but too much order may be equally disagreeable and wearing. the nerves of the family being rasped as were those of the people who lived with R. Wilfer's wife. People to whom order is not the means to a desired end, but the end itself give themselves and others a great deal of needless trouble. A chair or a book out of place distresses them. A blur on the window-pane drives them to distraction unless they can at once remove it. A meal slight ly delayed beyond the appointed hour loses for them its savor. Order is their fetich. In vain their friends beg them to be philosophical, to try elasticity as a sort of buffer against annoyances. They shake their heads wearily and keep on fret ting. And the fretting marks their foreheads and indents their lips and writes its records on their faces,while husband ami children sigh for a little cheerful happy-go-lucky disorder. The daughter of the over-orderly mother is often, by the law of reac tion, an absurdly unsystematic per sonage. Harper's Bazar. A C'otly Fan. One of the most costly fans in New York is that owned by Mrs. Schuyler Van Rensselaer. It is valued at S3, 000 and was painted by Leloir, who ex celled in fan painting. A fan belong ing to a New York lady and decorated by the artist Borra depicts a christen ing scene before a Spanish Alcalde, while another shows a charming skat ing scene in the Bois de Boulogne, painted by Lafitte. Mrs. Hicks Lord owns some of the beauties in the line of fans, which she wears suspended from her waist by gold and richly jeweled chains. Mrs. Jesse Seligmau has a rare collection; so has Mrs. Whitelaw Re id, who brought back from Paris several costly trifles, one formerly belonging to the Ero Dress Eugenie. It istof tortoise shell, in crusted with mother-of-pearL Invalid' Bed rocket. A bed picket a new and accepta ble gift for our invalid friencls. It is in the form of desired may h wall pocket, and if ve various ooinpart- ments. it is to hang at the head of the bed, and is meant to hold the handkerchief, the watch, the comb, the hand mirror and all other etcet eras which go to make the life of an invalid bearable. How often we have been uncomfortable for want of just such a place to keep our little be longings, to prevent the bed or table having a littered appearance and at the same time enable us to obtain any one of them without calling upon our faithful but often weary nurse. How to Sweep Room. A very careful housekeeper I know says: "For sweeping a room neatly there is' nothing like newspaper aid. It saves so much labor." This is her method: Take a page of newspaper at a time, wet it in hot water and squeeze it until it ceases to drip. Tear into small pieces, of the size of your hand, and cast them all over the carpet. Then sweep, and most of the dust in the room w ill be gathered into the paper. On matting use larg-er pieces of paper, pushing them ahead of the broom to take up any fluff there may be before beginning the regular sweeping. After a pile or other heavy carpet is thoroughly swept, a spong ing with ammonia and water will preserve its brightness wonderfully. About once a month, after sweeping, take a pailful of warm water, and add to it a tablespoonful of ammonia or turpentine. Two spoonful of the latter will do good, as it is an excel lent preventive of moths. Go over the whole carpet with a large, soft cloth, 'or sponge wrung so as not to drip. It is surprising how rapidly the water gets discolored. If the carpet is large, and much soiled or dusty, the water should be changed once or twice. She Must Be a Homemaker Still. Where the mountains slope toward tho west ward. And their purple chalices hold The new-made wine tor ths sunset. Crimson and amber and sold In this old, wide-opened doorway. With the elm boughs overhead. The house all garnished behind her, And the plentiful table spread. She stood to welcome our coming, Watching our upward climb. In the sweet June weather that brought vi. Oil, many and many a time! To-day. In the gentle splendor Of the early summer noon Perfect in sunshine and fragrance. Althoujch it is hardly June Apain is her doorway opened. And the house is garnished and sweet; Hut she silently waits for our coming, And we enter with silent feet. A little within she U waltin.v Not where she has met us before. For over the pleasant threshold She is only to cross once mora The smile on her face Is quiet. And a lily is on her breast. Her hands are foided together. And ths word oa her lips is "rest. " And yet it looks like a welcome. For her work is compassed and dona; All things are seemly and ready, And her summer is just bejun. It is we who may not cross over: Only with song and prayer, A little way into the glory, W'e may reach as we leave her tbero. But we cannot think of her idle Sho must be a homemaker still: God itiveth that work to the ancH Who fittest the task fulfill; And somewhere yet in the hilltops Of the country that hath no pain She will watch in her beautiful doorway To bid us a welcome azain. Adeline D. T. Whitney. German Tuffs With Almonds. Half a pint of cream, yolks of six eggs, whites of four, one tablespoon ful of flour, two ounces of sweet almonds and a little orange-flower water. Heat the 3'olks ani whites of the eggs separately; add them to the cream, then the flower which has been previously mixed smooth in a very little cream, and the almonds which have been blanched and pounded with a little orange-flower water. Beat all well together and bake in buttered cups or tins fifteen or twenty minutes. Serve with sauce. Keg-eree for Breakfast. Boil a cup of rice very tender, boil four eggs very hard, and when cold chop them small Take the remains of any white fish that has been pre viously boiled, mince it fine, and mix all well together, and put the mix ture into a stew pan with a lump of fresh butter: season with salt, pepper and a little cayenne. Cook it until thoroughly hot, stirring it constantly to prevent its burniug, and serve very hot. Use equal quantities of rice and fish, and be careful not to make it too moist. Uot Slaw. Chop or slice very tine a firm white head of cabbage, and sprinkle lightly with salt and pepper. Put into a sauce pan a piece of butter the size of an egg, and half a cup of weak vine gar; put these over the fire and heat. Mix together two raw eggs, a small cup of cream and half a cup of sugar. Stir these slowly into the heated vin egar, add the cabbage, and cook till thoroughly scalded. The First Woman's Klglits Convention. The earliest woman's rights conven tion was held at Seneca Falls, Eliza beth Cady Stanton, Frederick Doug lass and Amelia Bloomer, of Bloomer costume fame being the originators. The second was held at Rochester in 1848. And from those small begin nings the most radical changes of thought and feeling about woman and her sphere have gradually come about For Horns and Scalds. Burns from steam and scalds should be treated the same as those caused from dry heat For a slight burn that simply reddens the surface apply a thick la3-er of cooking soda wet to a paste. Cover with a bandage made of old cloth and keep it wet with cold water. When the pain subsides re move the soda dressing and if any thing more is required use vaseline. Neat Fireside Settees. On either side of the fireplace in a certain old country home stand quaint settees of local manufacture. They have very high backs and slig-htly projecting, sloping sides. The entire snrface is covered with a thin cushion and that with rep of adull green color. This is put on with small brass headed nails. There is a deep valance around the bottom of the seat The pressure of water to the square inch upon the body of every animal that lives at the bottom of the deep est parts oi the Atlantic ocean is about twenty-fives times greater than the pressure that will drive a rail roau train. DEATH OF 0LEARY. A COMMENTARY ON SOME MEN'S FEAR OF DYING. A Medical Statement to the Effect That Most Men Iie Without Fear When Their Time Comes and O'l-eary Cer tainly Was Not Alarmed. Yes, it is a curious fact," said Dr. Collins, as he sat waiting for his carriage to come round one after noon at the end of a visit I was convalescent but not quite out of the doctor's hands, and we often pro longed his professional quarter of an hour in friendly talk. "It is a curious fact, but either men have lied in the past or death has lost his terror In our own time. I have at tended many hundreds of deathbeds, and 1 never saw any one near his or her end who was afraid to die." I remember,'" he continued after a pause, "once hearing- of a curious little conversation which took place in the II hospital when I was house surgeon there. It was told me by the priest, who was a friend of mine. It was so light an episode as to be hardly worth repeating, but it touched me when I heard it and I think it bears on the subject we are discussing." "Pray let me hear it,''' said I, and this, as well as I can remember it, is the story Dr. Collins told mo: It was late one evening- and the lights were turned down in No. 3 ward of the II hospital. The patients were lying silent save for the occasional tossings and mutter ings which told that restless minds and bodies were in vain pursuit of sleep. Sleep is very capricious in her visits to the sick now and then she hovers over a bed, and the man lies flushed and uneasy, it is true, but unconscious of the world of pain to which he will shortly wake. By some pillow's she pauses just long enough to make the heads upon them fancy, as their eyelids close, that for once they have cheated the night; but after a troubled doze they start up again, painfully wide awake this time, and the next five or six hours rendered all the more intoler able by the mockery of rest which preceded them. Besides these de lusive tricks sleep comes armed with other torments. Most people have a special nightmare of their own, which visits them whenever fever has laid its burning touch on body or mind some fantastic delusion which in hours of health and day light they can discuss and even smile at but which a rise of tem perature transforms into the terror that walketh by night. The man who was lying on the bed at the end of the long ward was beset by tho idea of wheels. There is something terribie about a wheel, as Ezekiel knew in his night-watches long ago, when he heard a voice cry in his hearing: "Oh wheel," and trembled at the words. This man could see quite well that great wfieels were approaching him from every direction; the room was full of them; he was one himself, re volving quickly till he felt the bed clothes burn beneath him with the friction. Now he was himself again. but all around him they were turn ing, some swiftly, others very slo.v ly, which was more awful still. There was one large black one draw ing nearer and nearer to his bed, till it seemed as if it must crush him as he lay. He shrieked aloud with terror, but the wheel stopped beside his pillow and at his cry it changed into the doctor, who was stooping over him. and then from the doctor into the priest Yes, it was the priest, but what was he saying? and with a desperate effort the wander ing mind steadied itself for a mo ment and the phantoms fled back into the shapeless night behind him. Father Molloy stooped over the man's pillow. "My son," said tho priest gently, "your pains will soon be over; the church is always ready for you have you anything on your soul to-night? Faith, your riveriuce." said the man. in a faint, dry voice, "it's a month since I have had wan big drink, and it s an iverlasting thirst that is on my soul, so it is; and may the curse of St Lawrence conshume the man who brought ine into this bitter, burning camp." lie was a drunken old gunner who had spent most of . his life between the cells and the canteen, and, hav ing found no rest in either, had drifted to that last refuge to forlorn ones, the II hospital, where he had come to die. The priest tried to rouse the clouded mind to a sense of the past and of the future, but it was a hope less attempt The past drifted be fore the dying man in broken visions of canteen revelries, and wild ad ventures, and comrades wickeder than himself. The future was silent and held no promise that his spirit could seize the gate of St. Peter refused to swing back upon its hinges before eyes so soiled and dim. A day later Father Molloy came his rounds again and found an empty bed where he had knelt on the pro ceding night "When did O'Leary die?" said he to the occupant of the next bed, "and how did he go at last?" 'Ah, your reverence, it was yes terday he died, and quitt3 peaceful." answered the other, looking up at him from his own pillow as he spoke. "How was that?" said tho priest. "You heard me talk with him, aud I could get no good at all out of him." "Well, sir," said the man. "after you had gone he turns round to me, and, 'Jim,' 6ays he, you heard what his riverince was saying av the joys av hivin? Tell me. Jim. where do you think I'll be going when I die?' And 1 says to him: To hell, to be sure; and lucky it is for the likes of you to have a hell to go to.' Be gorra, he says. 'I believe you, Jim;' and with that he turned over on his side and died quite peaceful." Norsemen In the States. The United States board on geo graphic names has decided that the quaint spot on the V Massachusetts coast known as Woo4s Holl shall again be calle'd"ds. Hole. From 1702 until 1875 JNjlace was knowjn as Woods HoeA'f the voters tf the village' ask Wstmaster general to changcyy t,npom Woods HolL It api itor named Fay wrote a monograph, entitled the "Tracks of the Norse men," in which he claimed that about the year 1000 the Northmen sailed into Vineyard Haven, and set tled there. Tho hills around the place were such as in their own country were called bolls;" hence Woods "Holl," which Mr. Fay claimed had been corrupted to Hole " George Bancroft declared that no authentic evidence of the presence of Northmen in this coun try has ever been found. TURN OUT THE CAS. Was Anxious to Io so. Hut He Coaldn'i Find Any to Turn. An old man with a knowing look and a big black satchel registered at a Buffalo hotel tho other day and was shown to his room. He was quiet and remained in his room most of the day. At night he came down to supper and after that went out for a walk. He came back about !) o'clock and went to bed. In about twenty minutes a bell boy came rui.ning down and told tho clerk that there was a man up on the third floor, walking around in his night-shirt. The clerk hustled up and found the old man parading up and down the hall, swearing loudly. Here," shouted the clerk, what on earth's tho matter with you?" 'I'm mad," replied tho old man. an' I'm looking fer gas." "Looking for gas? What in thun der do you want with gas? Going to commit suicide, or isn't electricity good enough for you?" 'Tain't that mister." replied the old man as ho edged into his owu room; "'tain't that This here light I got in my room is all right enough. 1 s'pose, but I'm kinder tiled at uot lindin'gas here." Let me ask you again what you want of gas?" The old man sat down on the edge of bis bed. "Wal," ho said, "its just like this. I hain't bin t' the city fer a good while an' Sile Soule, he'6 the man that owns the next farm t' mine, he says t' me when I cum away: Look out now sake, an' don't blow out no gas.1 That kinder gimme a turn, seein' as I read the papers an' know nuff t' cum in when it rains, an' I was goin' t' turn out th' gas all right an' reg'lar an' take home a note frum the proprietor of this here house testifyin' I had stayed here all one night. An' now, b'gosh. w'en 1 cum t' go t' my room they hain't no gas an' I might jist as well gone down t' Cousin -Jim's an' stayed all night an' saved a dol lar. Sile Soule 'ill be a-talkin' at the store 'bout my not knowin' enuff t' turn out gas an' I won't have nothin' t' say. fer 1 can't prove but what I did blow it out an' was rescued on my dyin' gasp." And the old man wept bitter tears. t'orr.illed. Old Subscriber I called to pay you that $ti I owe you. Editor, loftily There was no hurry. You needn't deprive your self. Old Subscriber In that cao I'll defer it, as I really do need the money badly. Editor, rising John, lock the door and if he makes a break for the window knock him down with the mallet Now shell out that $0. At lanta Constitution. At the Kail. The Disconsolate One. to a friend My Bertha has deserted ine for an other. I'm wretched. Don't you know some pretty girl or other without whom it will be impossible for me to live? Fliegenae Blaetter MEN AND WOMEN. Only one man in '-03 is over six feet in height. Speaking of bereavement, Jones af firms that no death ever affected him so sadly as that of his wife's first hus band. According to the report of the Brit ish income tax officials there are only 71 Englishmen with an annual income of S-'.'.O.OOO. Make your dwelling tasteful and attractive, both within and without; the associations of the home of our early days have u strong influence on the future life. A New York man, while fishing on Cobb's island, just off the coast of Northampton county, Virginia. a short time ago, claims that he caught twelve fish in two minutes. Deerfoot, the appropriately named Seneca Indian, who was celebrated as a champion runner many years ago. is still living with his tribe ou the reservation near Irving, N. Y. Of all the declarations of love the most admirable was that which a gen tleman made to a young lady, who asked him to show her the picture of the one he loved, when he immedi ately presented her with a mirror. While Rufns Smith of Oakland. Cal., was dressing one morning lately his feet became entangled iu his trousers which he was trying to put on. Ho lost his balance and fell heavily to the floor, receiving injuries from which he afterwards died. It is a rather remarkable coinci dence that the name of the first crim inal pardoned by M. Casimir-I'erier, the new president of France bears the name of Perier. He had robbed, with two friends, his father's house, and aided in killing the old man. The profession Of boniface, it seems, is becoming a very fashionable and aristocratic one. Two restaurants and a cafe are owned and run by the king of Wurtemberg at Stuttgart, and a summer hotel in the Bavarian Alps is managed by the empress of Austria's brother, Duke Charles Theodor of Bavaria. The daily wages of a factory girl in Iliogo is nine sen, whereas in Tokioit is thirteen sen, and 10,000 pounds of coal, costing from twenty-two to twenty-three yen in the latter city.can be bad in the former for from eigh teen to nineteen yen. The sen is equal to an American cent and the yen equivalent to a dollar. A physician has brought out a nov elty which consists of applying a rub ber heel to walking boots, by which means the force expended in planting the foot on the ground is utilized to assist in progression of the wearer. According to the doctor's theory the harder a man biings his heel down nnon the pavoment "the easier will he walk. BUGLER FOR CUSTER. NOW DOtNC DUTY WITH THE TROOPSATFQRT MCHENRY, B TtoUc ttn Story or that fimoat 7 fti Battle How jn Ufa rappa4 to Jf Bt4 hjr n Spatial AMtcnmeaft FIoUsls- tb remain. Now doing duty as bugler In bat tery D., U. S. A., at Fort MoHenry, is John Martin, who wits tho bugler for General George A. Custer when that gallant officer and his devoted band were slain by Sitting Bull's murderous Sioux, in the Big Horn valley eighteen years ago. Martin was 6ent back with, a message by General Custer just before the fight began, and in that way his life was 6aved- He joined the command in the Black Hills in 1874. says tha Baltimore American, and of his sub sequent experiences says: "In the spring of 1876, after wintering at Fort Rice, a large detachment from the Seventh regiment. U. S. I., was sent word to prepare for an expedi tion against the Sioux Indians under Sitting Bull, in Montana, Our troops started from Fort Abraham Lincoln on May 17, 1876, and well do I re member the day, and the brave ap pearance the boys all bore as they departed from headquarters. The entire distance, I judge. was between 00 and 600 miles and we were from May 17 .until the latter part of June on the march. "Our first halt, that is for any length of time, was at the intersec tion of the Powder and Yellowstone rivers, where we remained several days until the government supply boat put in its appearance. When we had been given our rations we resumed our march, and did not stop until we had come to the junction of the Tongue and Yellowstone, where we again awaited the arrival of the supply boat. General Terry, with the companies of the Sixth and Sev enteenth infantries, boarded . the boat, and our cavalry was left to re sume the tramp alone. General Cus ter took command of the troops at General Terry's departure, and through his orders we were directsd to repair at once to Kosebud Valley, with strict instructions to each man to be supplied with rations for fif teen days andlOD rounds of ammuni tion. This was a signal of future trouble to all of us. but I know that every man was prepared, for the worst, and went out of 'camp on the memorable twenty-second day o! June, determined to fight to the last. The regimental band which had accompanied us thus far was left at the Tongue river to return to the fort, and the scene was indeed an affecting one when Generals Terry and Custer held their final inter view, and when, after General Terry had issued his instructions to General Custer, the band played the favorite tune of General Custer, "Garryowen." and returned to Fort Lincoln. Tho Seventh set out for the yalley, and on the evening of the 4th, after a long march of thirty miles wo pitched camp and had just settled down to rest, when we were ordered to break camp and march till daybreak, and then we halted again. That danger was imminent could be easily understood by the commander's order that every man should stand by his horse, and eat a light breakfast and drink a cup ot coffee. The men scarcely had time to swallow their meal when -Forward" rang out, and once more we were on the trail of the -wild and wily Sioux. ' About five miles out from the morning camp, June 25, the oHicer's call was sounded and General Custer gave orders for the day. The regi ment was to be divided into three columns, in which order they were to proceed. The Indians were npw about ten miles ahead, and we were to endeavor to overtake them. Ihe division oi the regiment was ar ranged in this order: Five companies under General Custer to take the right flank: three companies under Major Marcus A. Reno to take the left flank; - three companies under Colonel Benteen to assume the cen ter, with orders to sweep everything before them, and the Twefth com pany, under Captain McDougal. was to bring up the rear in the center. I was in General Cnster's detachment and acted as bugler of the guard. The first attack by the soidiers was by Major Reno's forces, who reached the upper end of Sitting Bull s village about 10 a. in. June 25, and were driven buck. losing two officers, several scouts, and about thirty men. General Custer was en tirely in ignorance of the mishap to Major Reno, and the lower end of the village being not far distant from General Custer's stand, he sent out a dispatch for help to both Colonel Benteen and Major Reno, anticipating a warm struggle be tween his men and Sitting Bull's warriors. I was chosen to deliver the message, and had to ride about 500 or 600 yards back to Colonel Benteen's troops, and from there I proceeded to Major Reno. The messages to the officers were identi cal, and were signed by General Custer's adjutant. Cook. They read as follows: Come on. Big village. Be quick Bring packs. Cook." P. S. Bring packs." It was this assignment that saved my life,' continued Bugler Martin, for, as all know, no one who took part in the fight survived It As to the ride to Major Reno I remember that I met him on the retreat, and I remained with his forces, not daring to hazard a trip across the country alone. In the meanwhile General Custer was making hif way to the upper end of the Indian village. Benteen's men were also going in that directiou, when they came upon the retreating line of Major Reno's troops, and the two bodies of soldiers remained together. Gen eral Custer had gone to the village and the Indians who had defeated Major Reno's detachment, hastened to the upper end of the village, and the combined forces of the upper and lower parts of the village were much stronger than those of General CusUCr and they hemmea m mo States soldiersm all Hues, ,.m potnnl Mv at their the bav mo noth- fj company w m f uau ,12 S. Of with Adjutant CookR messages, and remaining witt the companies. o Major Kao and Colonel Benteen until General Terry came to. vat camp, vrhen we movoj towarJt the Tillage and after several daja' search found the boJies oi raott 01 the elaughtereJ soldiers. I reoall th soeno very clearly, whea cove rid others and myself found the remains of General Custer, whose clothing had nearly all been torn from hie- body. Urn had two ugly ballet wounds, one through his chest and the other In the left temple. We disoovered him lying between two dead gray horses, the head of the general resting on the stomach of one ot the animals." HI3 INSECTS. The Fecntlar Disappearance of a Col lector's V.M. A young man with a passion for collecting insects and bugs rather carelessly placed a fine assortment of his captives in a package of un used envelopes which he placed in his desk. His sister had a remarka ble yearning for writing letters, and one day when she had finished an epistle to a friend she found that she had no envelopes. She went to her brother's desk and helped herself to one of his. The next day she did the same thing and , the following day also, until all ) were used up. Then she went out and bought a new lot just like those she used and put them in the desk. There, he'll never know tho dif ference," 6aid she. A few days later her brother camo tearing in the room. "Have you seen anything of ray insects," he said. 'So, indeed." replied 6he, inno cently. "1 haven't seen them." He walked out of the room to search his desk again. Why on earth," said he to him self as he examined the envelopes, should any human being carefully take all those insects out of envel opes? That's more than I can see." "John! John!" came his sister's voice, come here a minute." He went and found his sister read ing a letter with a look of dismay on her face. Where did you keep those wretched insects?" gasped she. Why, I carefully put them away 1 t 1U BCpilllllO OUClUTO9 A I J III V Ut79& Yes. and I've been sendin? them in my letters to Mr. Blank. Here they are. He returned them, saying he didn't see the point of some big bug or bee.le being carefully enclosed in my epistles." Now the brother is wondering why she blamed him for it ' I Fate of tbe Foot. The boot and shoe exhibit at a re cent international industrial exhibi tion leads one to view with alarni the prospective fate of the humaii pedals. The wide variety of ingen ious shapes shown in boots discloses the fact that the human foot in mod ern times has ceased to have a shape of its own. The one principal which stands out most prominently in all the schools of shoemakiog art is this: That there is but one recog nized toe on the human foot. The other excrescences are not to be countenanced or tolerated. Ihe definition approved by all the best modistes is that the human foot is a variable aggregation, consisting of four parts the heel, the instep, tho ball and the great toe. A generation or two-more of culture and heredity under tho Draconian law imposed by the foot artists will, doubtless see the human foot simplified and im proved by the gradual elimination of four superfluous, useless and innrtis tic frontal projections. An L'nreliable Han. Look out for him." said Hostetter Mc'Jinnls. referring to a prominent Texas gentleman, "he is a hypo crite, and will play you a bad trick some day, just like he did me." What did he do to you?" What did he do? I borrowed ten dollars of him. and the double dyed scoundrel tried to mate mo pay it back. Look out for him. I tell you; you can't rely on him." Texas Siftings. A Beginning. Bromley, I hear you are going to start housekeeping?" Yes, Darlinggor." What have you got toward it?' "A wife." London Tit-Bits. TRIVIAL TOPICS. I c T TiMl trnincr tn marrr th young lady he is with to-night? She ; Xo; he's still devoted to his first love. He Who's tnat? She Himself. Jollicus Hallo, old boy! Why, you're looking splendid. Been away on a vacation, I supposs? Henpeck I have stayed at home, but my wife is away on hers. Clerk I would like to have my salary raised. Boggs gets $5 more than me. and he don't do any more work. It's unjust. Employer Yes; it is unjust I'll reduce Boggs' salary 86. Sarcastic Barnstormer, after the bombardment from the gallery I hove eggs enough now, thank you. Will no one send up an accompanying ham! Gallery, with emphasis It's on the stage now! Gentleman If you don't clear out this minute. 1 11 call a street porter and get him to pitch you out neck and crop. Hawker Give me half of what you'll have to pay the porter and I'll go myself. Jasper Girls always want to marry for love but when they grow older they look after the money. Jumpuppe You express yourself very ungal- lantly. Women never grow older. : They simply grow wistr. Fond Mother Do you think my daughter will become a fin pianist? Prof, von Thump I aai afrait nod, madime, but after anothsr year brsetice her fingers Till b limbered up so dot she can make a brilliant swecees mit a typewriter." -Our hero sat ia the corner of the railway compartment devouring his newipapers," ai Miss Myrtle Dolan from the latent acquisition to her paper-cover litrary. "He wor de vourin' what?" seked her father, with sudden inUret "His newspaper. ,he book tays" replied Myrtls. -t.o an wid ye. Oi taught 'twor a mor ve wor r::X powers, be turns " J X J 0 a r