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The Bow of Orange Ribbon
A ROMANCE OF NEW YORK
By AMELIA E. BARR.
Author of 'Triend Olivia.," "I. Thou and the Other Cna" Eto.
Copyright, 1888, by Dodd. Mead and Company.
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CHAPTER XVI.
For Freedom’s Sake.
It was this thundery atmosphere of
coming conflict, or hopes and doubts,
of sundering ties and fearful looking
forward, that Richard and Katherine
Hyde came, from the idyllic peace and
beauty of their Norfolk house.
It was an exquisite April morning
when tney sailed up New York bay
once m ire. Joris took his daughter in
his arms, murmuring "Mijn Katrijntje,
mijn Katrijntje! Ach, mijn kind,
mijn kind!”
He gave Hyde both hands; he
•called him "mijn zoon;” he stooped,
and put the little lad’s arms around
his neck.
Lysbet had always admired Hyde,
and she was very proud and happy to
have him in her home and to have
him call her “mother.” The little
Joris took possession of her heart in
a moment.
In a few hours things had fallen
naturally and easily into place. Joris
and Braun and Hyde sat talking of the
formation of a regiment. Little Joris
leaned on his grandfather’s shoulder,
listening. Lysbet and Katherine were
unpacking trunks full of fineries and
pretty things.
About four o’clock, as Katherine
and Hyde were dre* rg, Joanna and
Batavius and all tucir family arrived.
Hyde met his brother-in-law with a
gentlemanly cordiality, and Batavius
was soon smoking amicably with him,
as they discussed the proposed mili
tary organization. Very scon Hyde
asked Batavius, “If he were willing
to join it?”
“When such a family a man has,”
he answered, waving his hand com
placently toward the six children, “he
must have some prudence and consid
eration. It is a fixed principle with
me not to meddle with the business of
other people.”
“If you go not yourself to the fight,
Batavius,” said Joris, "plenty of young
men are there, longing to go, who
have no arms and no clothes; scud in
your place one of them.”
"It is my fixed principle not to
meddle in the affairs of other people,
and my principles are sacred to me.”
“Have you read the speeches of
Adams and Hancock and Quincy?
Have you heard what Col. Washington
said in the Assembly?”
“Oh, these men are discontented!
Something which they have not got,
they want. They are troublesome and
conceited. They expect the century
will be called after them. Now, 1,
who punctually fulfil my obligations
as a father and a citizen. I am con
tented, I never make complaints, I
never want more liberty. You may
read in the Holy Scriptures that no
good comes cf rebellion.”
Bram rose, and with a long-drawm
whistle, left the room. Joris said
sternly: “Enough you have spoken,
Batavius. None are so blind as those
wno win run see.
“Well, then, father, I can see what
is In the way of mine own business;
and it Is a fixed principle with me not
to meddle with the business of other
people.”
And he marshaled the six children
and their two nurses in front of him,
and trotted cff with Joanna upon his
arm, fully persuaded that he had done
himself great credit, and acted with
uncommon wisdom.
The next morning was the Sabbath,
and it broke in a perfect splendor of
sunshine. They all walked to church
together, and Hyde thought how beau
tiful the pleasant city was that Sab
bath morning.
Katherine and Hyde and Dram were
together; Joris and Lysbet were slow
ly following them. Suddenly the
peaceful atmosphere was troubled by
the startling clamor of a trumpet. A
second blast was accompanied by the
rapid beat of a horse's hoofs, and the
rider came down Broadway like one
on a message of life and death, and
made no pause until he had very near
ly reached Maiden Lane.
At that point a tall, muscular man
seized the horse by the bridle and
asked. “What news?"
“Great news! great news! There
has been a battle, a massacre at Lex
ington, a running fight from Concord
to Boston! Stay me not!" But, as he
shook the bridle free, ho threw a
handbill, containing the official ac
count of the affair at Lexington, to
the Inquirer.
Who then thought of church, though
the church bells were ringing? The
crowd gathered round the man with
the handbill, and In ominous silence
listened to the tidings of the massacre
at Lexington, the destruction of stores
at Concord, the quick gathering of the
militia from the hills and dales around
Reading and Rcxbury, the retreat of
the Brftish under their harassing fire,
until, worn out and disorganized, they
had found a refuge in Boston.
Joris was white and stern" in his
emotion; Bram stood by the reader,
with a face as bright as a bride
groom’s. Hyde turned to the reader,
who stood with bent brows, and the
paper in his hand. “'Well, sir, what is
to be done?” he asked.
“There are five hundred stand of
arms in the City Hall; there are men
enough here to take them. Let us
go.”
A loud cry of assent answered him.
The news spread, no one knew how;
but men poured out from the churches
and the houses on their route, and
their fo-ce was soon nearly a thou
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sand strong. Joris could hardly en
dure the suspense. About 2 o’clock,
as he was walking restlessly about
the house, Bram and Hyde returned
together.
"Well?" he asked.
“Oh, Indeed, all fortune fitted us!
We went en masse down Broadway
into Wall street, and so to the City
Hall, where we made an entrance.”
“And you got the arms?”
"Faith, we got all we went for!
The arms were divided among the peo
ple.”
"Where were the English soldiers?"
"Indeed, they were shut up in bar
racks. Some of their officers were in
church, others waiting for orders from
the governor or mayor.”
“And where went you with the
arms?”
“To a room In John street. There
they were stacked, the names of the
men enrolled, and a guard placed over
them. And now, mother, we will have
some dinner; ‘tne soldier loves his
mess.’ ”
1 But events cannot be driven by
wishes; many things had to be set
tled before a movement forward could
be made. Joris had his store to let,
and the stock and good-will to dispose
of. Hyde's time was spent as a re
cruiting officer. In company with
Willet, Sears and McDougall, Hyde
might be seen enlisting men, or or
ganizing the "Liberty Regiment" then
raising. Every day’s events fanned
the temper of the city, although it
was soon evident that the first fight
ing would be done in the vicinity of
Boston.
For. three weeks after that memor
able April Sunday, Congress, in ses
sion at Philadelphia, had recognized
tne men in camp there as a Continen
tal army, the nucleus of the troops
that were to be raised for the defense
of the country, and had commissioned
Col. Washington as commander-in
chief to direct their operations. Then
every heart was in a state of the
j greatest expectation and excitement.
In June the Van Heemskirk troops
were ready to leave for Boston—near
ly six hundred young men. full of
pure purpose and brave thoughts, and
with all their illusions and enthusi
asms undimmed.
The day before their departure, they
escorted Van Heemskirk to his house.
It would have been hard to find a
nobler looking leader than Joris. And
the bright young lads who followed
him looked like his sons, for most of
them strongly resembled him in per
son; and any one might have been
sure, even if the roll had not shown
it. (hat they were Van Brunts and Van
Ripers and Van Rensselaers, Roose
velts, Westervelts and Terhunes.
Katherine and Lysbet had made the
Hag of the new regiment—an orange
flag, with a cluster of twelve blue
stars above the word liberty. It was
l.yshot's hands that gave it to them.
But few words were said. Lysbet and
Katherine could but stand and gaze
as heads were bared, and the orange
folds flung to the wind, and the in
spiring word liberty saluted with
bright, upturned faces and a ringing
shout of welcome.
It was to be Ihe last evening at
home for Joris and Bram and Hyde,
and everything was done to make it
a happy memory.
There had been some expectation of
Joanna and Batavius, but at the last
moment an excuse was sent. “The
child is sick, writes Batavius; but I
think, then, it is Batavius that Is
afraid, and not the child who is sick,”
said Joris.”
After supper Bram went to bid a
friend good-by, and! as Joris and Lys
bet sat in the quiet parlor. Elder
Semple and his wife walked in. The
elder was sad and still. He took the
hands of Joris in his own and looked
him steadily in the face. “Man Joris,”
he said, "what's sending you on sic a
daft-like errand?”
Joris smiled, and grasped tighter
his friend’s hand. “So glad am I to
see you at last, elder. As in you came,
I was thinking about you. Let us
part good friends and brothers. If I
come not back-”
"Tut, tut! You’re sure and certain
to come back; and sae I 11 save the
quarrel I hae wi’ you until then. I
came to speak anent things, in case
o’ the warst, to tell you that if any
one wants to touch your wife or your
bairns, a brick in your house, or a
flower in your garden plat, I’ll stand
by all that’s yours, to the last shilling
I hae, and nane shall harm them.”
"I have a friend, then. I have you,
Alexander. Never this hour shall 1
regret.”
The old men bent to each other;
there were tears in their eyes. With
out speaking, they were aware of
kindness and faithfulness and grati
tude beyond the power of words.
Hyde and Katherine were walking
in the garden, lingering in the sweet
June twilight by the lilac hedge and
the river bank. All Hyde’s business
was arranged; he was going into the
fight without any anxiety beyond such
as was uatural to the circumstances.
While he was away his wife and son
were to remain with Lysbet. If he
never came back, ample provision had
been made for his wife and son’s wel
fare, but—and he suddenly turned tn
Katherine, as if she had been con
scious of his thoughts—“the war will
not last very long, dear heart, and
when liberty is won, and the founda
tion for a great commonwealth laid,
why then we will buy a largo estata
somewhere upon tho banks of this
beautiful river. A hundred years after
tins, your descendants shall wander
among the trelllago3 and cut hedges
and boxed walks, and say, 'What a
sweet taste our dear great, great
grandmother had!”
And Katherine laughed at his merry
talk and touched his sword, and asked,
"Is It the old sword, my Richard?”
"Tho old sword, K'lte, my sweet.
With it I won my wife. Oh, indeed,
yes!” He drew it partially from Its
sheath, and mused a moment. Then
he slowly untwisted the ribbon and I
tassel of bullion at the hilt, and gave |
it into her hand. "I have a better i
hilt-ribbon than that,” he said, “and,
when we go into the house, 1 will re
trim my sword.”
She thought little of the remark at
the time, though she carefully put the
tarnished tassel away among her
dearest treasures; hut it acquired a
new meaning in the morning. The
troops were to leave very early, and,
soon after dawn, she heard the clatter
of galloping horses, and the calls of
the men as they reined up at their
commander’s door.
They rose from the breakfast table
and looked at their wives. Lysbet
gave a little sob, and laid her head a
moment upon her husband's breast.
Katherine lifted her white face and
whispered, with kisses, ''Beloved one,
go. Night and day l will pray for
you, and long for you. My love, my
dear one!”
Katherine held her husband's hand
till they stood at the open door. Then
he looked into her face, and down at
his sword, with a meaning smile. |
And her eyes dilated, and a vivfd
blush spread over her cheeks and
throat, and she drew him back a mo
ment, and passionately kissed him
again; and all her grief was lost in
love and triumph. For, wound tightly
around his sword-hilt, she saw— I
though it was brown and faded—her I
first, fateful love-token—the Bow’ of
Orange Ribbon.
Postscript.
(Quotations from a letter dated July
5. A. I). 1885.)
"Yesterday I went, with my aunt to
spend ‘the Fourth' at the Ilydes’. They
have the most delightful place—a
great stone house In a wilderness of
foliage and beauty, and yet within
convenient distance of the railroad
and the river boats. Kate Hyde said
the house is more than a hundred
years old, and that the fifth generation
is living in it. I am sure there are
pictures enough of the family to ac
count for three hundred years; but
the two handsomest, after all, arel
those of the builders. They were very
great people at the court of Washing
ton, I believe. I suppose it is natural,
for those who have ancestors, to brag
about them, and to show off the old
buckles and fans and court dresses
they have hoarded up, not to speak of
the queer bits of plate and china; and
I must say the Hydes have a really
delightful lot of such bric-a-brac. But
the strangest thing Is the 'household
talisman.’ It Is not like the luck of
Eden hall; it In neither crystal cup,
nor silver vase, nor magic bracelet,
nor an old slipper. But they have a
tradition that the house will prosper
as long as it lasts, and so this pre
cious palladium is carefully kept in
a locked box of carved sandalwood,
for it is only a bit of faded satin that
was a love-token—a St. Nicholas Bow
of Orange Ribbon.”
(The End.)
GOT THE BRIDE’S GARTERS.
Eight Fair Ones Gladdened by the
Lucky Talisman.
The fashionable Riverside Drive
district is tittering over the original
ity of a young bride last week, whose
gifts to her eight bridesmaids were
garters. Each girl received a single
garter. The bride was deep in ar
rangements before the wedding, when
one of the Danish servants told her of
a popular superstition in her native
land. The maid said the very essence
of good luck, both for bride and
briesmaid, might be accomplished by
the bride giving the left garter to her
attendant after the wedding cere
mony. The Riverside Drive belli
thought the superstition delightful,
and being somewhat "faddish,” si a
decided to try the Danish talisman. I
"But,” cried the girl, "I have elgh\
bridesmaids and only one left garter!"
This predicament she confided to her
fiance, blushing prettily as she spoke
the unmentionable word. The man
solved the problem in a moment. He
told her to wear eight pairs of garters
for eight days, and on the wedding
day to wear all left eight garters. In
this way each bridesmaid might re
ceive an acclimated garter, teeming
with good luck. The ceremony was
flourishing, and before the white
robed bride slipped into her going
away gown she called her faithful
bridesmaids to a retiring room.
“Girls,” she said, "here is your gift.”
Then she unclasped eight left garters
that encircled her silk hose and each
girl received her talisman. A still
worse dilemma was when the ushers
asked the bridesmaids what their
bridal girts were. They answered,
'"Something lucky.”
In the Zoo.
They stood in front of the elephants,
watching the two big animals mov
ing restlessly about. The man was
of aldermanic proportions, of gener
ous girth, well fed apparently, and
a-lso well satisfied with himself. The
boy was a little bit of a chap, who
clung to his father's hand quite des
perately. It was evident that the boy
was enjoying his first visit to the zoo. |
His questions were many. The last
one he asked in the elephant house
was: |
“Daddy, do you think that elephant
la aa heavy as you?” j
TARIFFS AND PRICKS
ARE MEAT AND FUEL AFFECTED
BY IMPORT DUTIES?
Insufficient Supply Being Responsible
for the Heavy Advance, the Re
moval of Tariff on Beef and Coal
Would Not Reduce Current Prices.
A tariff measure must originate in
the House of Representatives; it must
be reported by the Committee on
Ways and Means; in order to be con
sidered it must have the support of
the Speaker. The Speaker is against
any tinkering of the tariff; the Ways
and Means Committee is against it;
the House of Representatives is
against it. Any one of the three rea
sons is ample, and the three are not
stronger than any one alone. Why
are they against tinkering the tariff?
Because a bill to reduce the duty on
coal one cent, although forced through
the House in an unamendable form,
becomes subject to 5,000 amendments
in the Senate, and reopens the whole
question of the tariff, from the chemi
cal schedule down to the last article
on the free list. No member of the
majority party in Congress desires
that.
A discussion of the tarifT by the
Senate usually occupies from two to
three months; so the debate would be
not only mischievous but futile. In
this twentieth century nothing is Im
possible, but there are few political
events that come so near to the line
of impossibility as a vote of any sort
upon any phase of the tariff question
during this second session of the
Fifty-seventh Congress.
And why should the question of the
coal and beef duties be raised? The
Fancuil hall meeting said that those
duties foster monopoly. People have
had to pay more for beef, and they
clamor—tlias is, the free trade league
clamors—for a repeal of the duty on
meat, in order to break up the “beef
trust.” The duty on beef is two cents
a pound. If the repeal of that duty
would remove an obstacle to the im
portation of meat, how does it happen
that when the price of beef at whole
sale went up four or five cents a
pound none came into the country?
Where would beef come from if it
were free of duty? From Canada?
Some people seem to be unaware that
Canada imports more beef than it ex
ports. If the duty on beef were re
pealed and a bounty of two cents a
pound were given upon beef imported,
not enough could he found to bring
into the country at a profit to keep
Boston in meat for six months. The
cause of high beef was not the tariff,
nor was it a “beef trust”—many Bos
ton speculators have lately been made
aware to their cost that there is no
beef trust—hut. it was the short crop
of corn in 1901, Now corn is cheap
again, and beef has “come down."
It has not occurred to any one to
suggest that the tariff is responsible
for the shortage of coal or its high
prices. One does not have much re
spect for the intellectual ability or
honesty of those who argue that mon
opoly has anything whatever to do
with the present price of coal. There
is not enough of the coal itself. The
duty of sixty-seven cents a ton deters
no one from buying foreign coal,
which is ten times that amount higher
than it usually is. The repeal of the
tariff duty would not reduce the price
to1 consumers by one cent a ton, be
cause, since the price is wholly con
trolled just now by the relation of the
supply to the demand, and since im
porters are straining every nerve to
bring in all they can get, such repeal
would not result in the importation
of a pound more than is now brought
across the water.—Boston Transcript.
TARIFF LEAGUES.
Report for 1902 Shows a Year of Ex
ceptionally Effective Work.
The eighteenth annual meeting of
the American Protective Tariff league
was held Jan. 15. 1903, at the league
headquarters, No. 135 West Twenty
ninth street.
The annual report and general oper
ations of the Tariff league for the
year just closed were embraced in the
annual report of the treasurer and
general secretary, Mr. W. F. Wake
man. The annual report showed that
for the year ending Jan. 15, 1903, the
receipts were $38,432.27, and the dis
bursements were $30,388.91, leaving a
cash balance on hand of $2,043.30, as
compared with the previous year—
namely, 1901—when the receipts were
$31,209.59, and the disbursements were
$29,015.60. It was recommended that
the authorized contribution for the
year 1903 be placed at $60 for mem
bers and contributors.
The election of general officers and
executive committee to serve one year
resulted as follows:
Charles A. Moore, president.
Augustus G. Paine, first vice presi
dent.
Joseph E. Thropp, second vice pres
ident.
Wilbur F. Wakeman, treasurer and
general secretary.
Executive committee—William liar
hour, chairman, New Jersey; Frank
W. Cheney, Connecticut; Franklin
Murphy, New Jersey; David L.. Ein
stein, New York; W. F. Draper, Massa
chusetts.
On the subject of reciprocity the at
titude of the league was clearly de
fined in a resolution offered by Col. A.
G. Paine and adopted without a dis
senting vote, as follows;
‘•Resolved, That reciprocity in com
petitive products by treaty is unsound
in principle, pernicious in practice aud
condemned by all experience. It is
contrary alike to the principle of pro
tection, to the fair treatment of do
mestic producers, and to friendly re
lations with foreign countries. It Is
neither ethical nor economic, since it
seeks to benefit some industries by
the sacrifice of others, which is the
essence of injustice. As at present
advocated, reciprocity is a policy of
favoritism. It would tend to array
industry against industry, and section!
agair.st section, at home, and foment
Industrial retaliation and political an
tagonism abroad. Such a policy would
open the door to the grossest favorit
ism in legislation, promote the growth, j
of a corrupting lobby and increase the
power of debasing bossism. Such a
policy has no justifeation in econom
ics, statesmanship, ethics or good
politics. True American policy is pro
tection of all the opportunities and
possibilities of the American marke*
for American enterprises, and fair
equal treatment for all other cour>
tries—namely, the equal right to com
pete for American business in the
American market by the payment of
the full equivalent of American wages.
This alone is honest protection, good
Republicanism and the true American
policy.”
Regarding the above resolution Mr.
Andrew Carnegie said:
“I think the resolution is admirable.
We will make several enemies for
every one we favor. The policy of the
fathers is the true Republican policy:
the friend of all nations, the ally of
none; equal justice to all, favoritism
to none.”
A Valentine.
Selfish Tariff Reformers.
The present tariff law more nearly
subserves the Interests of all classes
than any ever enacted in this country.
It protects the manufacturer from
competition of cheap manufactured
goods from abroad, and at the same
time protects the producer from like
competition, llest of all it protects
American labor from the competition
of the pauper labor of other countries,
whether used to produce cloth or
shoes or wheat or barley and cattle
and wool.
The Oregonian Is mistaken in as
serting that the farmers are seeing
that “the great protected manufactur
ing concerns of the East are getting
far more out of the tariff than they
do.” The farmers of the West are sat
isfied with the present conditions,
which are the best they have ever
known; they are satisfied that the
prosperity of the Eastern manufactur
ers and the employment of thousands
of workingmen is a factor in the pros
perity of the farmers, as the increased
consumption of our products shows.
Says the Oregonian: "Half the pro
tected corporations of the country are
themselves now, and for months have
been carrying on a vigorous warfare
for tariff reduction through reciprocity
treaties, for free hides and free wool.”
This is true. But will the Oregon
ian point out one of these corporations
that has demanded a reduction of the
duty on manufactured products?
There is not one. Their demands are
selfish, and to comply with them
would be to work injury upon other
classes in order to increase their
profits.—Helena (Mont.) Record.
Tariff Legislation and Business.
Gov. Cummins of Iowa believes In
tariff revision. He says in a public
address that “little or nothing can be
accomplished until we are willing to
approach the tariff schedules in pre
cisely the same spirit that we ap
proach any other subject of legisla
tion.” And he asks, "Why should
we not banish forever this apparition
of imaginary danger, perpetually in
voked to paralyze the mind of In
quiry when .c. turns toward tariff
duties?”
The trouble is that there is no ap
parition, but that, on the other hand,
the danger is very real whenever a
tariff upheaval Is threatened. Busi
ness confidence Is immediately des
troyed. It is unquestionably a fact
that some of the schedules might be
amended in a manner that would
prove beneficial. No schedule is ex
pected to exist for all time. Commer
cial changes and developments render
that impossible. If such amendments
could be made quietly and without lay
ing the whole tariff bill open to discus
sion and alteration, there could be no
objection, but that is a difficult thing
to do.
In any event the country is now
prosperous, and while there may be
minor evils, the great benefits of the
Diugley bill far outweigh them. A
general tariff revision is not wanted,
and it would be unwise in the extreme
to force one to the inevitable dis
turbance of business.—Philadelphia
Inquirer.
But Will It?
The duty of 10 cents a pound on tea
was removed Jan. 1, and according to
our free trade Democratic friends, the
price of tea should immediately drop
10 cents per pound. Will it?—Little
Falls (N. Y.) Journal and Courier.
TOO MUCH FOR CRCKS*.
Saw the Point in “Tern" Reed'v Thinly
Veiled Allusion
On one occasion the late Thomas B.
Reed and Richard Croker were fellow
passengers on the American liner New
York. One of the passengers recounts
one of their conversations as Mr. Cro
ker recently told it to him. It was an
unusually rought voyage, and for the
greater part of the time the passen
gers were unable to be on deck. Mr.
Reed was one afternoon standing at
the leeward door of the smoking room
dreamily watching the great waves as
they lifted themselves high and their
white tops curled as If to fall like
breakers on a shore, when the wind
would cue off their foaming crests
and carry them off in spray. Mr.
Croker appeared, joined Mr. Reed, and
interrupted Mr. Reed's reveries, what
ever they might have been, with the
statement that it was a bit rough.
“Yes,” said the then Speaker, “and
so true to nature, Mr. Croker. Y'ou
see. even the waves have their ‘rake
off.' ”
The gleam of fun in the big man’s
eye died away and he returned to his
revery as Mr. Croker disappeared la
the smoking room.—New York Times.
Boy Fights a Wildcat.
Samuel Stock was the name of a
youth of seventeen who lived on a
farm near Fort Ross, in Sonoma
county, California. While he was
hauling, wood from the farm to Fort
Rosa he met with as thrilling an ad
venture as one need wish to undergo.
A wildcat, which had crouched In a
tiee, sprang suddenly out with a
scream that pierced to the very mar
row of the young woodman's bones.
The wildcat fe-ll short of the object of
Its attack and instead of leaping
upon the youth, struck one of tho
horses, to tho flanks of which it clung
with teeth and claws. Stock quickly
regained control of himself, and pre
pared to defend his team. He picked
up a heavy chib and struck the wildcat
such a blow that it fell to the ground.
Then the boy and the savage beast
fought with desperate courage for a
few minutes, at the end of which
time the animal was stretched dead
by tho roadside. Stock's clothes were
torn from his body, and his shoulders
bore tho prints of the wildcat’s teeth;
but his complete recovery was a mat
ter of a few days only.
Senator Bate Was Wrong.
There was a dispute in the Demo
cratic cloakroom of the senate on Sat
urday as to whether tho members of
the five civilized tribes of Indians in
the Indian territory are citizens and
entitled to vote.
Senator Rato of Tennessee held
stoutly that they are not. He was
disputed by Senator Dubois.
There was a long argument, and
finally Senator Dubois went to the sen
ate library and came back with a book.
He read a law from it, passed a num
ber of years ago, conferring citizenship
on these Indians.
"Well, well,” said Senator Hate, "I
guess I am wrong.”
"Furthermore,” continued Senator
Dubois, “I find that this bill was in
charge of Senator Bate of Tennessee,
who made a speech on it and managed
it on the floor of the senate.”—Wash
ington correspondence New York
World.
Silkworm of the Sea
Silk is obtained from the shell fish
known as the pinna, which is found in
the Mediterranean. This shell fish
has the power of spinning a viscid
silk which in Sicily is made into a
regular and very handsome fabric.
The silk is spun by the shell fish in
the first instance for the purpose of
attaching itself to the rocks. It is
able to guide the delicate filaments to
the proper place, and there glue them
fast, and If they are cut away it can
reproduce them. The material, when
gathered (which is done at low tide),
is washed in Boap and water, dried,
straightened and carded, one pound
of the coarse filament yielding about
three ounces of fine thread, which,
when spun, is a lovely burnished
golden brown color.
Novel Sea-Sickness Cure.
M. des Planches, the Italian ambas
sador to Washington, who has re
turned there from Italy, had a terri
bly rough voyage. The ambassador Is
said to have told his friends that he
discovered a remarkable cure for sea
sickness by looking at hie own re
flection in a mirror. The longer he
looked the better he became, until the
sea sickness vanished. The explana
tion given is that by gazing into a
mirrors the eye rest3 on an unchang
ing surface and tho sense of motion
gradually becomes less. This produces
a soothing effect on the brain and the
stomach and restores the victim’s
equilibrium.
A
Sequel
to
“Bow
of
Ornoge
Ribbon”
NEXT WEEK
Wo begin
the publication
of our new
Serial Story
“ The Maid
of Maiden
Lane99
BY
AMELIA E. BARR
The same
characters appear
in both stories.